#IM STUCK ON LESSON 11

[vampire-superstar]

That's the entire post

[ghostpantomime]

4 7 9 16 33 :)

there's a lot here so i've put a read more:)

4) What is your favourite book?

I don't think the answer to this question is meant to be like. The Global Cold War by Odd Arne Westad or my current read which is The War of Nerves by Martin Sixsmith. However i am a history and politics student with interest in the cold war so. hahaha.

in terms of fiction i do Not read enough fiction (basically none, my friend on storygraph despairs). i think i like different books for what they meant to me at different times so for example i feel strongly about felix ever after because that book when i read it in year 11? 12? it meant a lot at the time even if i don't necessarily feel the same at all now. or for example the land of stories series by chris colfer was my childhood series and i still Love those books so much.

7) 5 female celebrity crushes.

only 5. okay. uhm.

hayley williams (especially her new haircut oml).

stella rose.

a newer one that was started by watching love lies bleeding in cinema but katy o'brian.

And again short hair kristen stewart omg.

and then most recent i think is simone ashley.

9) What do you consider your biggest accomplishments?

despite it literally Not being my biggest accomplishment the first one that always comes to mind is when i was 11 so a whole 8 years ago despite never having had music theory training or lessons and being seen as bad at music the subject i got the top mark in the class for a music theory test, only getting 3 answers wrong.

genuinely though i think its getting through sixth form. it was such. a time. a lot happened and yeah. i was also so close to dropping out Numerous times. there was just a Lot. i'm happy i stuck with it though and eventhough i am Not doing what i thought i would be or wanted to im really happy that it worked out the way it did because the friends i have and people i know now. bit sappy i know.

16) What do you think makes you attractive?

i did read for a second read this as almost like a make a business pitch and that made me laugh. this is a tough one. i guess you have kind of physically attractive and then the kind of personality and that side of it?

i literally do not know what i look like and struggle with looks but i've always liked my eyes. i think if we were to go for both sides thats what i would put for that? i also love my hair at the moment thank you to my old housemate who cut it.

idk for personality. i would like to say i'm a good person with amazing music taste😭😭. feels like i'm being a bit egotistical there. idk. i guess one trait i've been told is good about me (which i've had some people—my mum— say is bad) is that i care so deeply and am passionate about things. i very rarely feel completely neutral or only slightly one way.

33) What is a pet peeve that you have?

people not being polite to workers. i think that's quite standard though. maybe i should say the harmonica as my biggest pet peeve instead to shake it up a little. thank you guy who lived in the room next door to me. how the 24/7 harmonica wasn't the worst thing you did truly outstands me.

[alternativeproject]

I’ve been feeling a bit stuck with regard to the painting and drawing classes i’mm teaching. Especially with the 8-11 group I feel like the lessons I’ve developed aren’t really engaging them. Im actually a bit self conscious about my ability to teach them specific skills while still holding their interest.

It’s extra awkward because one of the students is a very skilled 12 year old so meeting her and the 8 year olds with the same lesson has been difficult.

[yee-hawlw]

20 questions for fic writers

tagged by @lesbianlotties <3

1. How many works do you have on ao3?

48 works

2. What’s your total ao3 word count?

57,352. i am nawt prolific

3. What fandoms do you write for?

in TOTAL on ao3 about 20. this year i've posted for 5

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

Headline: Luthor Shoots Down Supergirl, Just Not in the Way You'd Expect - 2,387 kudos. for a fandom history lesson, this one was the 31st supercorp fic ever posted

wait a while - 496 kudos. beauyasha fic from a while ago

before the sun comes up - 475 kudos. deanoru fic from even longer ago

snapshots and photographs - 453 kudos. another fic posted in the early days of the supercorp empire

raw reactions - 329 kudos. not great beauyasha smut

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

i go through phases where i do and i don't. i deeply appreciate all the comments! but i get in my head that the generic "thank you"s feel annoying and inauthentic so don't these days

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

uhh usually my style is that everything is quite open-ended. lost (prologue) is angsty bc despite the love between alex and nona and clarissa, alex is still stuck in the time loop for ever and ever and she'll never get better

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

again i do tend to leave things rather open-ended. maybe wrap yourself around my heart?

8. Do you get hate on fic?

i have in the past but not recently. ff.net was a lawless land, and the supergirl fandom during the height of supercorp was just wild

9. Do you write smut?

not often. 2/4 of my explicit fics were written for a friend

10. Do you write crossovers?

no, i don't really like them

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

not that i know of

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

no

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

one to be published, no. but who hasn't cowritten a fic with their sister before?

14. What’s your all-time favourite ship?

hmm. on ao3 i've written the most for superlane (kara/lucy from supergirl) and beauyasha but i haven't written for either in years. rn it'd maybe be taivan and/or lottievan?

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but probably won’t?

sweats. i have 4 incomplete works on ao3 rn that i prommy i will finish i prommy. the jackieshauna one is funny, bc when i posted the first chapter i HAD the second chapter half-finished but then i decided i hated it but i haven't been able to rewrite it how i like. but all my "wips" in google docs just as is i could probably double my ao3 word count

16. What are your writing strengths?

im pretty good at writing dialogue!

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

finishing a damn thing... sticking with an idea... writing things longer than 1k...

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

i think it's really effective when it makes sense to the character and setting and the translations are decent

19. First fandom you wrote for?

percy jackson on ff.net a long time ago...

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

it changes... rn maybe body and blood? and these are years old (from high school!) and could do with a grammar check but i've always been fond of my oxenfree fics

tagging @deflare @teabookgremlin @fencesandfrogs if you guys wanna do it and any1 else who wants to

[deergroove444]

10/05/25 I no longer want to grieve. I dont want to stay stuck in feeling disconnected, knowing i can change it anytime. Knowing that i have the power to change it but still choose to stay in the same place and suffer is worse. Ofcourse i dont stay stubborn kr undisciplined on purpose but i realise that i need, and needed more self discipline yesterday and now. I HAVE to believe in myself for there is no other option. If i don’t, what will become of me right? I don’t want to stay stuck

11:30 update i crashed out again but this time im actually bringing myself back slowly and gently. I walked and cried and ima journal to get it out okay. Ima learn a lesson from this instead of being stubborn dawg okay. Its okay. sigh

update 11/05/25

i am.

[sugar-omi]

How much have you caught up in the obey me story tho? There's Nightbringer. I haven't played it yet cuz I'm stuck in some chapters from the OG game ;-;

- 🐭

finished the first game (except for the hard lessons, im not done w those- got maybe half or less of those lessons left)

and i got to maybe lesson 10 or 11 in nightbringer. i haven't been playing much but i got like 1k+ AP on there so i should definitely catch up

[anxiouslezbean]

sine im limiting myself so i dont burn out, todays after work goal is super achievable.

i got stuck on the second to lest question for the Code Challenge Lesson module. i just don’t understand why the solution is the way it is but i can always come back to it with fresh eyes, so i’ll skip it for now and keep revisiting it as i move along.

plan is to take another look at the Code Challenge and try to figure it out. Then work on the Build Your Own Cheatsheet, i already have a draft drawn up i just need to actually build it. and the next lesson only has 11 parts and most of it looks like stuff im already familiar with so it shouldnt be too taxing.

[peridotermine]

this is just a little thing/idea that has been stuck in my head for some time...don't know if I will continue or not if I do then this post will be updated with the new parts.

Note: Mark that the protagonist (Eustacia) is meant to be 5 so the misspellings and grammar errors are intentional. Also, this is a journal-styled thing so...

Date: 2/3/1728

Hello umm Mr? Miss? I don’t really know how to right in a diary- or a jornal yet. -Mommy-  Mother said she usd to have a journal and that she named it Nikky but I dont undirsdand. she sayd it’s okay not to undirsdand so it is okay. i think i dont have to undirsand but i will give you a name to. I thout about it lots and I think I know. I will call you Althea name of one of most famous Sirs in hystori, sir refers to nights but Althea was a girl night oh wait! Im Eustacia Aster Drakos daughter of Luciel Anteo Drakos. My dad Father is a biiiig deal! he is the king of all kings an…umm an empiror! but he isn’t around much, I dont remember him really but mother sayd I meet him wen I was reaaally little but i dont remember how he looks mother said it’s because he has war i don’t know what war means when i  asked mother she said that father was beating up bad pepol to keep us save and syd i dont have to worry 

Miss mayd sayd Madame cora needs me for my lessons maybe i will right again to you althea but good day for now!

Date: 5/3/1728

Dear Althea 

its me princess Eustacia from The Khoneian Empyre again! I didnt right like i promised becase of my lessons they are alot and really hard. Madame Penelope is not happy with my righting writing. she say my punctio-somthing is bad and so is my spilling and pronounsasion but Madame cora says that im really doing good compar to lots of others for my age but Madame Penelope says Im the girl Emprerrors only child so I have to be relly smart so I to becom a good girl emperor (I forget what girl emperors are called) I have to not eat lots and practice dancing and get good with my lessons. Mother usd to say its okay for me to eat lots and that I dont have to wory about my lessons that much yet but she isnt here to tell madame penelope of no more. when I think about it i feel relly werd and icky and my eys spil water sometimes. Madame cora says its fine and its normal but i don’t like being icky

Date: 2/4/1728

I know lots of new words now! like ‘hypocrisy’ ‘sympathy’ ‘diameter’! Madame penelope has ben taking alll my time so I cant ri write a lots. Madame Penelope is my Nanny, she chooses my teacher and manage my time. Madame cora is much better thou she might be really stony faced but she is very kind I wish she was my Nanny instead. she is my godmother though because she is mothers lady in waiting, Madame penelope is assigned to me by one of fathers mistresses they are taking care of me until my coming of age when I turn 17. I don’t really think they like me though because they always say mean things to me and compare me to my siblings half siblings. Cora said that it’s fine and I don’t need to wory about it because she won’t let them hurt me. I don’t know why she sayd said that though, I don’t think Fathers mistresses are bad they didn’t hurt me so they are good. I think.

Date: 4/4/1728

Today was relly confusioning. I was subbosed to have my very first tea party with other ladies because Madame penelope says that I have to get used to them cause i will have many when I am grown up but I don’t think it went that good. Lady selene of the Ambrosa dukedom was there. Madame penelope said that when we’re both grown up she’ll be my personal mayd and her brother Helios my -night- knight because the Ambrosa duke ancestor made a deal with the Drakos dynasty ancestors so the Ambrosa children serve the royal family but only the ‘legemate’ children that means only the crowned empress child gets speshial treatment. I don't undirstand all of it but now I know I’m special case becas my mother was the queen of all queens. Selene is waaay older than me, she’s 11! i am 5 almost 6, she s realy talented and cool but she was mad at me for some reason. 

i am back althea! Madame penelope was not done scolding me she’s saying im a rude child and that i should not have point out the red in lady selene’s dress but i don’t know why. i thought her green dress was -sooo- really pretty! it realy fit her prety eyes so i dold her that red detail she put on the back of her dress was not fitting and she got all emparased and mad and then stormed out wile crying. and some of the other ladyies were laughing and snikering like i sayd something funny ad madame penelope face was soooo red i thought she would kill me then and there! when i followed lady selene she just point at me and look like she also wanted to kill me but she did not say anything but scream “LEAFE ME ALONE! YOU ALREADY DID ENOUF” and left. I do not undirstand I reaaally did want to be friends :(

if someone wants to continue this idea please tag me I wanna see how it would turn out

[mr-ladystardust]

so, as if it wasn't bad enough that I have to go to school on tuesday, a national strike day with 5 teachers in school, I have to go to a 1-1 10 minute meeting about my sixth form plans with the fucking principal, who I threaten harm against every time I see her round school. the universe hates me.

[a-soft-hornytiny]

Lecture.

Summary: Your roommate Mingi decides to tease you and you take your revenge.

Word count: 2.8k+

Genre: Smut

Pairing: Mingi x female!reader

Warnings: blow job, hand job, teasing, cum, cum swallowing, oral, dirty talk, bit of voyeurism ig (Let me know if I missed something) be careful while reading.

Notes: this has been chilling in my ideas for a looooong time. I think one of my moots made me write this down, sadly don’t remember who. And hello~ im kinda back?

Taglist: after the cut (let me know if you wanna be added)

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Unfortunately you had started studying right when covid hit and now you were stuck in this university dorm with your hot but annoying roommate Mingi 24/7. You shouldn’t really be complaining, you knew that. He took care of his stuff, did his chores and cleaned after himself. Yes he was a bit loud sometimes when he was recording some of his rap tracks in his room but that was not why you were annoyed.

You were annoyed because you didn’t know if he knew what he was doing when he walked out of the bathroom. Just a towel around his waist. Little water drops running down his chest.

And he decided to always shower right when you had an online lecture.

You couldn’t escape it either since the living room table was the only place in the dorm where the internet was good enough to survive a whole hour and a half lecture. And the bathroom door led to the living room, which led to his room.

Of course he didn’t do anything wrong in particular but how were you supposed to concentrate on “The basics of marine anatomy” when you had “The basics of human anatomy” walking right in front of you.

But you couldn’t say anything until you figured out if he was doing it on purpose or if his extremely innocent image was real. But you weren’t sure how.

Your first attempt was lying about when your lectures were. You told him they were earlier than usual and waited for him to come out of his room, but he didn’t. He went to shower at the same time as usual, which meant it still collided with your schedule. You couldn’t actually skip a lecture just to prove that your roommate wanted to make you horny.

And just as you were nearly convinced that he just had a weird daily schedule of showering at exactly 9:15am, your schedule changed and your lecture was delayed from 9am to 11am. And suddenly he started going to the bathroom at 11:15am.

There was no way that was a coincidence.

And with that little theory you decided to jump into the cold water and the next time he came out of the bathroom, hot as always, you bluntly stared him down.

“Like what you see?” He raised one eyebrow while walking into the kitchen, not even sparing you a glance. But you could swear that you saw him smirk.

You didn’t answer. You let your eyes wander from his short pink hair, which he was sloppily drying off with a towel, to his defined shoulders over his long torso and his slightly visible abs.

“I think you should get back to your lecture or your professor will wonder what makes you drool.” He said while picking up an apple from the counter and walking over to his room. Before he closed his door he gave you a quick wink. And that was all the proof you needed. He was doing it on purpose.

And you were gonna get back at him.

Shortly after your first lesson ended you started creating your masterplan. Fight fire with fire they say.

Not only did he know about your schedule but you also knew about his. So right before his evening lecture you decided to take your best underwear and run to the bathroom. You waited a few minutes until you heard him settle down at the living room table before you started your shower.

oh he will regret this you thought while stepping out of the shower and putting on a very revealing bra and fitting panties. You dried yourself off just enough to not make a mess and took a step towards the door. While grabbing the handle you realized how nervous you were. But you wanted him to feel the consequences of his actions and opened the door.

Mingi had just finished a sentence when the bathroom door opened. He thought nothing of it at first but when he saw skin in the corner of his eye he couldn’t help but look up. And there you were.

You tried not to look at him directly while walking to the kitchen sink to get a glass of water but you could feel him staring. The feeling of being scanned from top to bottom gave you goosebumps. Was that how he felt when you stared at him?

Just as you finished your glass of water, you turned around. You had expected him to be subtle. To glance at you from time to time. But you were wrong. So wrong. He had turned towards you on his chair, his legs were spread and his eyes were completely fixated on you.

“Like what you see?” You imitated him while walking to the living room. “I think you should get back to your lecture before your prof-“

“My camera is off and I’m muted.” He interrupted you with a huge smile on his face. But it wasn’t a happy smile, it was a dirty one.

You felt shivers run down your spine. Fuck. It felt like he was a predator and you were his prey. Suddenly you could feel every single centimeter of your exposed skin. And it was burning. His hands were resting on the inside of his thighs. You couldn’t do anything against it when your eyes decided to lock on his crotch. An all too familiar tickling feeling appeared in your stomach as you imagined what may be lying underneath his pants. But he noticed.

“Well you must be down bad for me if you put so much effort in just to get my attention.” You answered while leaning on the table right across from him, giving him a good view of your cleavage. He gulped. Success.

“You could’ve told me instead Mingi, honey. Now we’ve wasted so much precious time.” You grinned at him before turning around and slowly, really slowly walking towards your room. You could feel his eyes on your curves as they moved from side to side.

But before you even realized it, you heard the sound of a chair and felt arms wrap around your waist. You inhaled sharply as he pressed his body against yours. You couldn’t see him but he rested his head on your shoulder and whispered against your neck.

“Oh Y/n, please stay with me a little longer… My lecture is getting boring.” He exhaled against your ear and hugged you even closer. You could feel his desire for you… and you could feel his.. oh my god.

You didn’t even realize that you had held your breath until he let go of you and walked back to the living room table. He was giving you a choice. You could either go to your room, get dressed and forget what happened or you could turn around, possibly risking your perfectly platonic relationship and see what happens next. And both sides had their perks. On one hand you were still burning in embarrassment and wanted to hide in your room for the next week or so. But on the other hand you could feel the little puddle in your panties and the excitement in your bones.

You decided to turn around.

He didn’t say anything while you walked towards him, only giving you a small smile. But it seemed genuine. He seemed genuinely relieved that you decided to turn around. You wanted to sit on his lap but he stopped you.

“Wait a bit, I have to present some of my assignments results soon and I have to turn my camera on for that.” He scratched the back of his head, sorry on one side and upset on the other. He pointed to the chair next to him instead.

It was good that it was midsummer, otherwise you would’ve been cold. But this way it was fine. You sat down next to him, still feeling his eyes on you.

“Mister Song, please present your results now.” You heard the voice of his professor through his laptop. Mingi then unmuted and turned his camera on. While he started talking you tried to take in every detail of his flawless face. He had really sharp features which were a big contrast to his soft image. Your eyes scanned his body as he seemed to be uncomfortable with something. And then your eyes landed on his crotch again.

There was not much left to imagination anymore. You could clearly see the outline of his hard dick in his pants. And he was squirming, obviously bothered by the tightness of his pants. A quick picture rushed through your mind. No, you can’t do that. Or maybe you could? You felt your cheeks heat up as the image got clear in your head. Fuck it. You had nothing to lose.

Without much hesitation you slipped off your chair and kneeled down under the table. Right in front of him. You could see his eyes widen as your hands fiddled with his belt. He started stuttering and his ears turned red.

“And that's when I found a study proclaiming th-that-“ he cleared his throat and sat up straight. You couldn’t help but chuckle slightly as you finally managed to open his pants and pull out the massive tent in his underwear. Mingi cleared his throat again before he continued talking. There was already a wet patch at the top of his dick showing how aroused he actually was and you couldn’t help but touch it softly.

He sharply inhaled, interrupting himself mid sentence. “Is everything alright Mister Song?” His professor asked, making him blush profusely. “Yes sir, I’m good” he answered, his voice still shaking. The vibrations of his deep voice sent shivers down your spine as he continued to elaborate on his studies.

You loved the power you had in this moment. His whole body reacted to everything you did, even if it was just a nervous rush of his eyes. Time to make it worse.

You grabbed his underwear and slowly pulled it down until his cock sprung free. You watched it move as your mouth filled with saliva. Fuck he was huge. The tip of his dick was slightly wet and it stood tall. You wanted to suck him off so bad. And as you were kneeling in front of him you realized that you wanted to do this for a long time.

But as he did for you, you wanted to give him a choice. When he had a short break in talking you looked at him with big question marks in your eyes, your mouth hovering over his dick by just an inch. His eyes were big and a bit puffy as he looked down but he didn’t answer. All that he did was softly taking the back of your head in his right hand and pushing you closer.

That was a yes.

Without any hesitation you opened your mouth widely, allowing him to guide his dick into your mouth. Then he let go.

He tasted amazing. You closed your mouth around his tip and let your tongue run over it a few times. Goosebumps formed on his whole body but you decided not to move. Until he started talking again.

Right when he opened his mouth to start another sentence you wrapped one hand around the shaft of his dick and let your head slide down. You could take about half of him without having to deepthoat, the other half was in your hand. He let out a quiet but pathetic moan before collecting himself and starting anew.

You looked up at him with a mischievous light in your eyes as you started to move your head up and down in a steady rhythm. You hum slightly, the vibration intensifying his pleasure. His breath was heavy but he managed to stay still and keep talking. You moved your hand with your mouth to feel his whole length.

In the corner of your eyes you could see that his thighs were slightly shaking as you stopped and gently licked his tip again. You felt how much he held himself back. He wanted to buckle up his hips, he wanted to moan your name and grab your head to push you deeper. But that had to wait.

“To conclude, my research successfully proved the given statement.” His voice was getting lower and lower and his eyes darkened as his professor thanked him and called on the next in line. You never had someone shut his laptop so fast. You stopped.

“But Mingi, your lecture still goes on for half an hour..” you wanted to protest but he had already pushed the table back to get a better sight of you.

“Who fucking cares.” He said before grabbing your head and pushing you closer. You immediately opened your mouth, willing to take him as deep as he wanted. You felt his dick enter your mouth and touch the back of your throat. You took a deep breath through your nose before you pushed your head down further, taking him completely.

Mingi let out a deep growly moan and looked at you in disbelief. “One one ever took me completely..” he groaned before throwing his head back. “Fuck.”

You felt high. The adrenaline rushed through your veins as you felt his pre-cum leak down your throat. You were good at this. You knew that. His hand was buried in your hair but he didn’t put any pressure on it, he let you do your thing. And you did your thing.

After giving yourself a few seconds to adjust, you started to move your tongue around his base while slowly picking up speed. His moans were angelic. He clearly wasn’t afraid of being loud and it was obvious that he didn’t care what people think. The walls were thin.

“God Y/n why did you never tell me how good you are at this?” He asked, completely out of breath. You couldn’t answer, still having his pulsating cock inside of your mouth. But he didn’t need an answer. All he needed was your wet mouth around his dick.

“This is the exact outcome I had hoped for.” He chuckled, taking a deep breath after. “Fuck I’m already close.” He whispered as his grip in your hands got stronger. A feeling of superiority overcame you as you felt his dick twitch. Then you slid back, continuing your movements with your hands but giving him a dirty smirk.

“If I had known you wanted me to do this, I would’ve done it way earlier..” you grinned, making him moan. “Such a big dick but not brave enough to make a proper move on me.” You were teasing him. You wanted him to feel what you felt. Even though you knew there may be consequences for that.

He let out a small whine. “I’ll return the favor I swear but please don’t let me wait much longer.”

You chuckled and let some salvia drop on his tip before taking him again. You could taste the salt on your tongue. A clear indicator that he wouldn’t last much longer.

“Cum for me handsome..” you whispered under your breath before picking up speed again. His moans got louder, more frequent as his hips began to shake. His right hand was still caught up in your hair but his left hand was grabbing the chair. And he was squeezing the wood so hard that if you didn’t know any better you would think it was about to burst.

“Please Y/n, let me fill you up..” he groaned, getting closer to his high with every little movement of your tongue. _With pleasure_ you thought carefully sucking on his tip.

He started shaking uncontrollably, his head thrown back. “Fuck fuck fuck!” He moaned as his cum started filling your mouth. It tasted amazing and you gladly gulped down every drop of it, still moving slowly to help him ride out his orgasm. His whole body was in high tension as you swallowed the last drop of his cum and let go of him.

His body immediately collapsed on the chair and his breathing started to get more and more regular. You didn’t move. Still kneeling in front of him.

When he finally opened his eyes he gave you a dark smile.

“I think we should move this into your bedroom”

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[yongbokkk]

pairings: lee know x m!reader

genre: diary fic(minho's pov!!), enemies to lovers(?), high school au

a/n; i kinda hate this idk bout u

entry 1

there was a new student today, his name is y/n.

i already dislike him, he looks like he could annoy the shit out of me.

other than hearing his irritating voice, today was pretty much the usual

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entry 2

it's like life decided to give up on me, instead of the opposite.

looks like my friends befriended the new student behind my back, and only now they inform me.

i wanted to wipe the grin off of his face so bad, what's he gotta smile for?

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entry 3

i passed an exam, feeling good.

then all of a sudden y/n offers me to lunch, which i declined of course.

he had this joyful look on his face before i rejected him, it turned sad after i did.

i kind of felt bad i felt victory from finally wiping the smile off his face. anyways, dori is playing with my face, i got to go

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entry 4

he's been stuck to me like a cat needing it's owner, it's so annoying. even if i try to avoid him, he keeps coming back.

i ranted to my friend, he said i should give y/n a chance, hell to the no. he also said i've been being mean to him for no reason, also bullshit.

oh yes, there's definitely a reason to why i hate him. he's just so im too lazy to think, so goodnight.

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entry 5

i can't get the look on his face off my mind, no matter how hard i try to distract myself. i shouldn't have shouted at him like that, maybe i was being too harsh. it's his fault for being so annoying, he just had to keep pestering me everyday.

anyways, i have to go do my homework and sleep, im early tomorrow.

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entry 6

i couldn't find him all day, there wasn't any sign of him, it felt unusual. where was he?

was it because of yesterday? have i upset him by raising my voice like that?

i have an upcoming exam, i shouldn't overthink the situation. goodbye.

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entry 7

jisung really wanted to get in my nerves and decided to throw a water balloon at me, i got him back though.

y/n, he still hasn't shown up to class. is he really going to miss out on all the lessons like that.

im not worried, i have no business with that idiot. goodnight.

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entry 8

i don't know what else to write for this day other than y/n being back.

he looked down, he didn't even talk to my friends or even anyone in school. he seemed like he didn't have the energy to do anything, he barely passed through class.

i'm starting to think back on what i did to him, it keeps me awake at night.

i'll try to sleep now, goodnight.

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entry 9

i don't know what came over me, but i decided to buy him his favorite drink. i just felt bad, he looked pretty lonely these days. sure he had his friends sitting with him, but he barely joined a conversation and just kept eating.

i still hate him, he shouldn't have high hopes that i'll be nice to him after this. goodnight.

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entry 10

me and felix got into an argument, but we worked it out so it's all good in the end.

for the past days, y/n's starting to get better, he doesn't look as miserable as before. there's a part of me that's glad, but then again, why should i care? i hate his guts, he's not important to me.

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entry 11

felix's brownies are the best, he knows when and how to make them like a professional baker. we sat and ate, talking about things to feel the mood. then the topic was about y/n.

apparently, the reason why y/n was sad wasn't just because of me, he was also stood up on a supposed date. how can anyone ditch an angel like him? who ever y/n's date was, i'll serve a punch to his face. goodnight

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entry 12

today was.. eventful. i figured out who stood up y/n, how could he fall for such playboy looking asshole. honestly, i'm more attractive.

i saw him today, and let's say, i gave him a piece of my mind. no there wasn't any violence, i just hit him in the face. it was light, i don't see why i made mark. it felt good, though.

i ate ice cream and played with my cats, now im off to bed. goodnight

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entry 13

theres something wrong with me, i'll start off to where i just brang myself to sit next to y/n at lunch, then i helped him with his books because he was clumsy enough to trip and fall, all of a sudden i had this light feeling in my chest as i was speaking to him. i'm supposed to hate him, aren't i? he's always annoying me.

do i hate him?

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entry 14

hi hi, its been like a month. you're probably wondering why the long absence. well, to my last entry, i took the time to figure out what i was feeling. and when i did, i couldn't believe myself.

as it was the end of school, students were free to go wherever they want outside the building.

minho wanted to walk home, but something was pulling his heart back from the gate.

it was telling him to wait for a certain someone, they were a bit late for exit today.

you, with your bag, finally walked out of the school building. minho's eyes had caught you as soon as you appeared on the corner of his eyes.

your h/c hair was still what you can call perfect, despite what the horrible school air can do.

minho panicked, not knowing what to do. it would be a month till the two of you saw each other again, and he wouldn't be able to wait any longer.

he shouted, "y/n!" making the called person stop his tracks, turning to face minho.

with a few stutters, minho said what he wanted to say, so that his heart and mind can finally rest, he had finally asked you out.

your face were mixed of emotions, one with shock and joy. you nodded enthusiatically, agreeing to go on a date with him.

all this time, i was too focused on being in denial to realize i fell inlove with him.

[nerves-nebula]

I’ve never really recognized it as “religious trauma”, but I’m nodding along to ur list. It’s just kinda stuff that happened. Except for the few things that grown me was kinda at like ‘that seems a little bad actually-‘

I remember being 7 and first thinking what if God isn’t real as I was trying to sleep. So it’s like midnight and I’ve just had this world breaking thought that immediately had me spiraling down two trains of thought: Im going to hell for thinking that, and, what if he isn’t what the fuck. So of course I’m freaked out and I’m pretty sure child me needed a fucking hug or some assurance or something, so I went to my parents room, which woke up my mom. At which point I realize, I can’t tell them my actual problem because it was a thought I was ashamed of having, and I didn’t want to run the risk of getting in trouble for some nebulous comfort that was frankly unfathomable cus my parents suck. So I just said felt sick, and took “sorry” my mam gave me as comfort enough (which in hindsight is not a great response to that), and just had to go back to bed with all that. That shit stuck with me. I remember at Sunday school, maybe months or a year later, when one of the teachers said doubt was put in our minds by the devil, I was so fucking relieved.

And there’s the fact that I didn’t know other religions were a thing. I didn’t know there were other blends of Christianity. I lived in a small town and I just had never been touched by that concept until I moved at 11, and one of our religious education modules was on Judaism. Everyone else was just learning customs and calendar stuff, and I was having a whole epiphany. I was so confused until halfway into the lesson, and I realized they were talking about not being catholic. I literally searched the library for a book that would explain this arcane concept. And it was just such a mind blowing experience. I was couldn’t comprehend why no one had ever mentioned other religions if there were so many. And how did it make any sense that there were so many. The differences aren’t subtle. Point is, it was a whole thing.

If I hadn’t moved I would have been made to do my confirmation that school year. And that’s not okay! The whole point of that sacrament is that you’re choosing Christianity, like your old enough and conscious enough to make that choice. Adult in the eyes of the church and all that. Baptism but leveled up. But they make children do it. Unrelated, but when I first learnt about it I was 8, and there was a girl in my class that never had to religion with us. Which was the weirdest thing to me at the time, because sure there were people that didn’t have to do Irish or English, because they had different first languages. But religion? I always found that so weird. But she literally just. Wasn’t catholic. And I just couldn’t conceptualize that. It didn’t occur to me that could be an option.

Jesus, raising kids with a religion is brainwashing of the highest order and no one can change my mind on that. Sorry for rambling at u, that post just made me think.

If I hadn’t moved I would have been made to do my confirmation that school year. And that’s not okay! The whole point of that sacrament is that you’re choosing Christianity, like your old enough and conscious enough to make that choice. Adult in the eyes of the church and all that.

my girlfriend said this exact same thing when i was forced to be confirmed. said it didnt count but tbh that feels like a cop out. like its something ive been forced to do, like a spiritual violation or something, it still happened. but, eh, whatever

Jesus, raising kids with a religion is brainwashing of the highest order and no one can change my mind on that.

not sure i agree with you here, but i can agree that a lot of the ways kids are raised within Christianity is cult-ish and brainwash-y and bad.

[corysmiles]

How to train your giant Pt1

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Friendly Giant AU chapter 11

Notes: Uh oh manifold has been manifooled. Im so excited to continue the friendly giant story, the next part should be out in about a week. I hope you enjoy :D

CW: language

Word count: >2,700

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Tubbo hadn’t been this excited for his lessons since he first joined the guard as a trainee. He remembered the bright proud smile that had graced his dad’s face when he showed up in all his gear. It was far too big on him since he was supposed to grow into it, but he never really did. The gear was dirty now, torn up and covered in grime from the years he’d been in training, so he tried his best to scrub it off before he had to leave. 

“You're taking forever,” Tommy whined from the hallway right outside their shared room, “Come on it's just your fucking cat.”

Tubbo huffed and threw the last of his gear into the old leather bag before rushing out to meet his brother. Tommy was already prepared, his clothes even more torn up than Tubbo’s own, and a sly smile spread across his face.

“You good?” Tommy grinned, bumping his shoulder into Tubbo’s side.

“Yeah just wanted to make sure everything was right,” he followed Tommy as they stepped out of the house, “Didn’t want to fuck anything up today.”

Tommy laughed as he slammed the front door shut. Even from behind the wood they could hear Wilbur’s immediate shout of disapproval. Quickly the two headed out towards the guard’s headquarters. The giant stone building connected to the town’s outer walls stood out like a sore thumb against the dull wood of the nearby houses. Meanwhile, all around them crickets the size of their feet hopped along, buzzing and chirping in the night.

“I'm so excited for this man,” Tommy broke the silence with a hushed laugh, “Jack’s gonna shit his pants I know it.”

Tubbo laughed nervously and shook his head, “Yeah I guess you’re right.”

Tommy’s smile brightened at the idea of scaring Jack, but it just made Tubbo more nervous. He knew how terrified Ranboo was of messing up in front of the guard. And he also knew that Ranboo hated the idea of scaring anybody.

“What why are you so upset?” Tommy frowned as he approached the giant gate next to the guard’s HQ. The massive wooden doors were chained up so no one but the guard could get in or out without permission. Luckily, though trainees were given a key to share between them (even though Tommy and Tubbo usually just climbed over the wall).

“Aren’t you happy?” Tommy asked as he bent down to grab the gate’s rusted key from his bag, “It’s Ranboo’s first lesson.”

Tubbo shrugged and bent down to help Tommy locate the key. His hands fumbled through the plethora of items thrown haphazardly into Tommy’s bag before he felt the dingy piece of metal.

“Yeah…” Tubbo’s eyebrows pinched with concern as he handed the key to his brother, “He’s just never been around other people before Tommy. And Jack isn’t exactly the most calm person we know.Who knows how he’s going to react?”

Tommy shrugged nonchalantly and unlocked the gate. The doors swung open with a metallic shriek that made a few of the birds resting on the wall squawk with surprise.

“What? You think Boo’s gonna go feral?” Tommy asked.

“What the fuck, of course not,” Tubbo glared earning a laugh from Tommy, “But he’s really nervous. Dad doesn’t even really trust him, and yet he’s going to be stuck in a lesson with him, Techno, and Jack.”

Tommy shook his head in disbelief and tugged at Tubbo’s sleeve, “Don’t worry so much, he’ll be fine. He’s fought several giants, he can take Jack.”

Tubbo opened his mouth to disagree but almost immediately loud footsteps came from behind them. He turned his attention back just to see Jack out of breath with his hands on his knees.

“You’re late fucker,” Tommy laughed as he jokingly threw his key at the man. The metal hit Jack’s head with a loud thump and Tubbo had to hold back his laughter as Jack shouted in protest.

“You know you’re such an asshole to me right?” Jack glared as he waved the key at Tommy.

“I’m sorry you’re just so easy to fuck with,” Tommy grinned back and Tubbo just barely stepped out of the way before the key was flung back at his brother. Tommy lunged at Jack, trying to grab his leg, but before he could another voice grabbed their attention.

“Are you ready or should I wait to let you kill each other first?”

Tubbo turned back towards the headquarters where Sam was now leaning against the stone wall. The older man had his usual black mask on to cover his tattoos, but even with half his face covered Tubbo could see his anger.

“Oh Sam,” Tommy stuttered, “Didn’t know you were coming today, thought it was just dad and techno.”

Sam frowned and shoved his hands into his pockets, “Well I didn’t plan on it. But I’m not letting you go there alone.”

“What do you mean alone,” Jack squinted, “We always do, what’s the difference.”

Tubbo’s eyes hardened as Sam glared off into space- the memories of Sam voicing his hatred for the giant in front of the whole guard vivid in his mind. He coughed to try to get the man’s attention, but all he got was a harsh look in return.

Of course, Sam wanted to go, he hated Ranboo.

“Well if you don’t mind we’re going to head out now,” Tubbo snapped as he tugged at Tommy’s sleeve. Confusion flashed across his brother's face, but he still followed Tubbo.

“No I'm going with you,” Sam said sternly, “Your father's orders.”

This time Tubbo froze. He knew his dad was still distrustful of the giant, but he thought he’d understood how nervous Ranboo was about actually being a trainee. He’d talked it out with him at dinner and thought they’d finally agreed that it would just be him and Techno…

“That’s a fucking lie,” Tommy argued, “Dad said no one else was coming today.”

“Well looks like he changed his mind,” Sam shrugged although something dark flashed across his face.

Tubbo huffed but didn’t argue more. It wasn’t like he could win against Sam anyway, at least not without some more of that tranquilizing shit Wilbur had used on him.

The four walked in a tense silence through the woods, the only sound being the occasional songs of giant hawks and leaves crunching under their boots. A couple times Jack tried to lighten the mood by hitting Tommy with sticks or tossing rocks at his back, but whenever they started giggling Sam shot them a grave look.

Luckily, it only took them a few minutes to get to the meeting spot.

The clearing was fairly small, with a couple logs cleaned up to be used as seats and leaves brushed to the side for a smoother ground. Techno and Phil were already there, both chatting while they polished their knives.

“Aye boys,” Phil smiled, standing up to greet them, “Was starting to think you weren’t coming.”

Tubbo sighed and let his dad pull him and Tommy into a hug. The pressure on the left side of his face still felt weird from where he was burned, but it was overshadowed by the warmth of his dad’s hugs. 

The older man let go with a soft smile and turned to greet Jack too. However, as soon as he looked up he froze. His eyes stayed glued to Sam who was now shifting back and forth on his heels.

“Sam,” Phil started, “Is something wrong? Why’re you here?”

Sam frowned and kicked his feet into the dirt. The steel tips of his boots sent chunks of grass flying out of the ground.

“I couldn’t let you do this alone,” he mumbled.

Phil sighed and shook his head at the other guard member, “We already told you no one else is coming today Sam. I understand your concerns but it’s all been thought through-”

“No, but-”

“Sam,” Techno growled, standing up in front of Phil, “Go.”

The masked man straightened his back and glared at Techno, but the younger  didn’t back down. After a few seconds of heavy silence, Sam huffed and turned away.

“Don’t complain to me when this all goes to shit.”

Techno raised his brows as Sam marched away, but didn’t say anything else. Within seconds they could barely hear the crunch of his boots, leaving them in the clearing.

“Well,” Phil cleared his throat, “It’s good to see you boys. As you could probably already tell by Sam’s uh…tantrum…this is going to be a little different today.”

Tubbo sat down on one of the logs and watched as his father nervously tried to explain the situation. It was strange since Jack was really the only one who didn’t know about the “surprise”, but funny nonetheless.

“Good or bad different?” Jack laughed as he sat down next to Tubbo, one leg thrown on top of the other.

“Good I hope,” Techno snorted.

Phil smiled nervously and nodded at his oldest son, “Well um I guess I just say it huh. We have a new member, a new trainee.”

Tubbo watched Jack's face intently as his dad talked. The other trainee’s expression lit up at the news of a new member, but as soon as a loud thump echoed across the clearing his smile fell. Suddenly, a gigantic shadow fell over the clearing, blocking out the dim moonlight. Even though Tubbo knew it was nothing to be afraid of, the darkness swallowed any sense of makeshift safety they had in the training grounds.

As the shadow grew, Jack yelped and jumped up in surprise. He whipped out his sword, but when he saw the other’s relatively calm expressions he paused. Phil wrung his hands nervously and Technos hand hovered over his sword, but neither moved.

“What the actual fuck,” Jack gasped as the shadow looming over them grew even wider.

With one final thump, something big became clear through the trees. Jack scrambled to escape, but Tubbo was quick to grab onto his sleeve. The man hissed and tried to pull away but before he could Techno’s hand pressed him back down.

“It’s okay,” Techno reassured, forcing Jack to sit back on the log, “He won’t hurt you.”Tubbo watched in amusement as a giant clawed hand emerged from the trees. Large fingers pushed apart the branches making them creak under his weight until the giant’s face could be seen through the leaves. Tubbo smiled up at his friend and gave him a thumbs up as two giant eyes beamed back at him.

“What the fuck do you mean he won’t hurt me!” Jack screeched as he tried to squirm his way out of Technos grip, “I don’t want to die, please. I don’t know what I did to deserve this but I’m sorry. I’m fucking sorry.”

Slowly, Ranboo pushed the rest of his body through the trees until he was completely in view. The giant's long tail wrapped around his leg nervously and for the first time ever Tubbo noted that it wasn’t wagging. In fact, it wasn’t moving at all. It was almost like the appendage was glued to his leg, completely stiff and emotionless.

Tubbo grimaced as Ranboo’s attention turned to Jack. He could see the exact moment Ranboo noticed just how terrified Jack was, and he hated it. Ranboo’s ears pulled back flat against his head and his lips pulled together into a thin line. Somehow, he pulled his head even farther down so it was squished uncomfortably against his chest. Tubbo hated how small he looked and wanted nothing more than to reassure him that he’d done nothing wrong. He itched to run up to his friend, but he had already agreed to stay “professional” for Ranboo’s sake.

“This is Ranboo,” Phil explained slowly as he joined Techno in holding Jack down, “He’s our new trainee. He saved the guard and in return, he’s going to be joining us for a while.”

Jack narrowed his eyes and shook his head frantically, “You’ve got to be kidding me- No fucking way. If this is what you want from me I’m out.”

Tubbo reached out to reassure Jack, but before he could touch him a loud voice shook the ground.

“I’m sorry,” Ranboo whispered, “It probably doesn’t mean much from me, but I won’t hurt you.”

Jack froze and stared up at Ranboo in shock. His hand still had a death grip around his sword.“It can fucking talk? What the hell kind of joke is this,” Jack spat as he slapped everyone away. 

Before anyone could hold him down again he swung his sword around making everyone back up. His eyes were wild with fear underneath his glasses.

“Yes,” Phil placated as he held his hands out in front of him, “Now I need you to calm down. I would never willingly put you or my sons in danger. He won’t hurt you.”

Jack scoffed and tightened his grip around his sword, “Oh yeah I fucking believe that.”

Jack lunged forward at the group, but Tommy was quicker. Within seconds his blade was knocked out of his hand and he was shoved back down onto the forest floor.

“Stop being such a bitch,” Tommy growled as he kicked the sword away, “You're fine.”

Jack gulped and looked around nervously before his eyes settled back on the giant, “I can't fucking believe this. When I said we should get like dogs or some shit to help out this is not what I meant.

Phil reached down to help Jack back up but the man just waved him off. Meanwhile, the tip of Ranboo’s tail wandered over to wrap around Tubbo’s leg. Tubbo weaved his fingers through the soft fur to comfort the giant, but it didn’t seem to help much. Even when he scratched the section of muscle right under the tip of his tail, where he knew Ranboo liked it, the giant didn’t move or even look at Tubbo. Not even a purr escaped the giant.

“So…everyone ready for patrol?” Techno restlessly as Jack continued to stare daggers at the giant.

Tubbo nodded happily and looked back up to the giant. Ranboo’s eyes were still narrowed with fear, but his ears seemed more relaxed, flicking back and forth like usual. For a brief second the giant’s multicolor eyes flickered down to Tubbo, but his expression only softened for a moment before Jack practically screeched.

Tubbo turned in just enough time to see Jack’s sword be thrown back at him by Tommy. With the scowl on Jack’s face Tubbo was sure he was about to watch him try to kill his brother again.

“Alright, come on stop that,” Phil pushed his sword between the trainees. Reluctantly, both backed away but not before Tommy stuck out his tongue teasingly.

“Well...now that that’s over, welcome to your first lesson Ranboo,” Phil smirked, “We’re going on patrol. First tip, be quiet and don’t be caught by anything bad.”

[lunarmothmann]

RTC SONG RANKING!!

this is all just my opinion, and I dont expect everyone to agree with me, but let's get into it anyway!!

STARTING AT THE BOTTOM (for climax reasons)

12. Every Story's Got a Lesson

- dont get me wrong, its a fun number (and I am an Ocean lover), but its kinda boring. The funny moments are spoken AFTER the song ends, so you dont even get to hear it in the cast album

11. This Song Is Awesome

- this song IS awesome, but it just doesn't sit with me that well compared to the other tracks. Its a fun song, but I never end up listening to it as often as the rest.

10. Space Age Bachelor Man

- DONT MURDER ME BUT LIKE- this whole track makes me feel so weird and I end up having to skip through it if im listening to it. It's only higher than TSIA bc of the riffs, Ricky himself, and how he sings "i am just a man. a space-age man, thats all I am"

9. Karnak's Dream of Life

- QUESTIONABLE I KNOW. It's really short, but im a sucker for ballad-like songs, regardless of length. If this was a full-length song, it would 100% be in my top 3.

8. The New Birthday Song

- you cannot tell me that this number isn't absolutely adorable. it may be the fact that Ocean and Jane are my favs, but I honestly really like this track.

7. Sugar Cloud

- okok you can fight me on this one. I just never was that connected with Constance, but I really like the beat and ive definitely had it stuck in my head a few times bc its SO CATCHY.

6. Uranium Suite

- while I do prefer Fall Faire Suite, its still a bop. I especially love the ending, with the overlaying harmonies and the line "earth is sky, the sky is ground. did we finally leave our town?".

5. It's Not a Game/ It's Just a Ride

- before I watched RTC, I just thought it was some sappy finale song and didn't LOVE it. afterwards tho- I cant listen to it without almost sobbing and thats a GOOD THING.

4. Talia

- this is the epitome of romance. i want someone to love me how Mischa loves Talia (regardless of whether she is real or not, but we'll talk abt that another time).

~TOP 3~

3. What The World Needs

- what did I say, im an Ocean lover. its so upbeat, and I can dance to it alone in my room at 3 am with ZERO SHAME. only the best for my favorite emotional support ginger <3

2. Noel's Lament

- its just groovy, and I love groovy stuff. its the perfect amount of raunchy and dark that it doesnt make me uncomfortable (looking at you, SABM)

1. Ballad of Jane Doe

- we all saw this coming. what RTC ranking isn't complete with this absolute MASTERPIECE at #1. i could get into the flawless vocals, the lyrics, or even the visuals when watching the show, but then this post would be about 200+ words longer. I LOVE THIS SONG.

[cody-apexart]

Day 11

only two more weeks here, i know i lost a few days because of the visa issues, but it really does feel like this month is flying by.

The Hồ Chí Minh Museum was underwhelming, but it was along the waterfront so u kno i stuck around for way too long taking photos. it looked like it was a super low tide, maybe because of where we are in the moon cycle? regardless, it was gross looking so i loved it. I watched some guy row around with his feet while someone cast a net off the front of their boat, it was great. I found myself under a bridge looking at some type of outflow pipe. I noticed a lot of grab (uber) motorbike workers rest in the shade under roadways and bridges. They obvs thought i was lost, and tried to gesture me to the path back up to the bridge. I just smiled, and kept staring at the overflow-- ive had this same scenario plays out in new york a lot too. for whatever reason dirty river site seeing never seems normal to people.

at the story slam the other night, someone mentioned the ghost tower to me. construction stalled out in 2005 (?) when the development company went into debt. it has stood unfinished since then-- a guy at the story slam mentioned they recently put a new facade on part of it, he described it as louie vuitton x's. I didnt know what it looked like or where it was, but when I saw it from the Hồ Chí Minh Museum i knew exactly what it was. Always a red flag to see a building with missing parts of the facade and no cranes on it.

from the Bitexco tower viewing deck, you can see the side they didnt try to dress up with a random facade. afterwards i was reading a blog post about the tower that said something like 'its a nearly criminal waste of waterfront space on one of the biggest roads in the city', and honestly, yea, its wild to have that sitting there unfinished for so long. really makes you think about what will happen to large buildings, stadiums, and developments when companies fold, and other companies dont see opportunities for profit in the projects. they will all eventually become the publics problem.

Back in NY my depression meal is usually pork chop over rice from the Vietnamese spot a couple blocks away from my house, so yesterday I asked my motorbike student tour guide where i could get some, not to say im depressed, but i figured i should try it while im here. He recommend a place, and i realized it was close by where i was at in district 1 today. I was kinda excited to eat a meal alone, quietly-- i was tired and didnt rly eat breakfast. i waited a bit for a table and was finally seated at a small table for 1 that was in a corner so no one could sit across from you-- then the waitress sat someone down directly next to me at the same table. I was like okay this is weird, but fine, i smiled and tried to ignore the person, but she took her phone out and on google translate started asking me if i'm traveling alone, and what i wanted to eat. i googled translated back at her, and then for whatever reason she got up and sat at a table with the rest of her coworkers. finally, i was alone. not even 2 minutes later, a huge Canadian guy enters the restaurant with his equally huge luggage and yells across the room offering me to sit with him. I thought about it for a lil bit, and then I went for it, obviously fate did not intend for me to eat alone today.

afterwards I had a motorbike lesson, they followed me around with a gopro the whole time, lol. I'll share some stills when they send me the footage.

[manonblaqkbeak]

Lock-down Kisses

i wasnt almost gonna do day 11 but i got inspired late last night.

im also so glad that you guys liked my fic yesterday, it has been a bit of a stressful week for me so it makes me happy when you guys like my fics! it really means a lot so thank u! :)

cw: none. just some usual fluff lol

1.4k words

enjoy!

Aelin was so damned bored. She was sure she'd never been this bored in all her life.

She had to tell herself constantly that she was lucky, that she had a roof over her head, food in the fridge and pantry and that she was healthy and walking around, that she still had her job, no matter how rocky it currently was, she was still lucky.

It still didn't change the fact that being in lock-down rutting sucked.

It had been a month since the hard lock-down started and she had been stuck at home—her beautiful, sturdy home that she was damned privileged to have—somewhere in-between the mood of wanting to do something but not having the energy to actually do it.

She had already vacuumed and put the clean dishes away and the dirty dishes in the dishwasher. She had done a fresh load of laundry and put it outside to dry. With nothing left other than mopping (which she hated because no matter how hard she cleaned the tiles beforehand, there was always little pieces of debris that showed up and annoyed her to no end), she couldn't really think of any other house-chores for her to do to keep her preoccupied.

She mowed yesterday, and had racked up the leaves and grass too, plopping them in the garden bin. She watered the garden and refilled the bird-bath, as well.

There were plenty of books to read and listen to, but Aelin just wasn't in the mood for that, which surprised Rowan when she said that yesterday when she complained for the umpteenth time that she was slowly going insane—Aelin was always in the mood to read, but now...maybe it was because the people in those books were having adventures while she was stuck inside.

Right now, she was lying on the couch, staring at her plain as dust ceiling, wondering if it would break protocol if she could pay her neighbour Feyre to paint something enticing.

It probably would be, but she needed something pretty to stare at if she wasn't reading or watching television.

Again, she was grateful, because she had books to read and television to watch, but Aelin always liked to be doing something, being outside and running errands and working.

She was a teacher at Orynth dance and music studio, and due to the lock-down, she was unable to teach dance, but thankfully, she was still able to conduct piano, guitar and violin lessons over Zoom, even if it wasn't really the same and her laptops speaker made the music sound a little dingy, but she didn't have any lessons this week, but would next week, so at least she had something to look forward to.

To pass the time, she had resorted to snooping, watching people mill about in the street from the safety of her enclosed verandah and telling Rowan of the details that she observed when he had a moment of free time.

Which was practically non-existent, thanks to being a teacher and having to deal with stressed out senior students who constantly needed to be reassured that everything was going to be okay.

Not that Aelin could blame them for their stress, she felt so damned sorry for those kids, hyperventilating because they couldn't concentrate at home because they had to share the office with others and how terrified they were of flunking and just about everything else that caused them stress. But Rowan was there, reassuring them that everything would be okay and that as a team, they would tackle everything one day at a time.

Which was why when Aelin went to give Rowan a fresh cup of coffee earlier she was surprised to see that her husband was not in the study and that the room was empty. His laptop and papers were all set up for another day of virtual learning, but her husband could not be found, and she had gone throughout their entire house looking for him and did not find him. And it wasn't like he was hard to spot, he was over six feet tall, tanned and had silver rutting hair, but he was nowhere.

When she had gone back to the kitchen to add sugar and cream to his coffee that was now hers, she noticed that his joggers were gone by the front door, which made her frown because he hadn't mentioned going for a walk—not like he had to tell her everything she did, but she wouldn't have minded joining him—and came to the decision that maybe he just needed to clear his head before another stressful day was upon him.

At least it was Friday, not that that really meant anything when one was a teacher.

Aelin glanced around her living room, she had rearranged it two Saturdays ago with Rowan's help and maybe wondered if she could re-arrange it again, but decided that would just be ridiculous.

Maybe yoga would be a good idea, she didn't mind it and it at least gave her mind something else to focus about other than viruses and death and all other manners of unpleasantness.

So deciding that yoga was the best thing to prevent her from going to the roof and swapping out the tiles, Aelin got dressed, grabbed her things and went outside.

X X X X X X

Two hours later and Aelin was still outside. However, she gave up on yoga an hour ago, finding the energy to listen to a deliciously smutty audio-book. She was watching the clouds, but her mind was imaging that what was happening between the two lovers was her and Rowan (something that happened often when it came to these stories) and was about one paragraph from either shoving her hand down her pants or calling Rowan and asking him when the hell he was coming home so that they could recreate the scene when the front door opened.

Aelin jumped up and went back inside, barely remembering to turn off the audio-book and have her way with Rowan on the floor when she stopped dead at the sight of him.

Because in his hands hand was a leash, that was attached to a dog. A yellow lab, to be exact. The dog looked to be about six months old and was the cutest thing she'd ever seen.

“Rowan, why do you have a dog?”

“She's ours,” he said, like it was the most normal thing in the world. “I was supposed to pick her up from the shelter over a month ago, but she got sick, so I was told to wait until she recovered. She's okay now, perfectly healthy, so I finally got the call the other day that she was ready to be picked up. She's caught up on all the necessary vaccines, and is well trained. I was meant to be here earlier, but Fleetfoot here wanted to go swimming in a mud puddle, so I had to take her to a dog spa on the other side of town.”

Aelin nodded, her eyes still glued on the pup. Her eyes were a pretty golden-brown colour and while she was young, Aelin could tell that she was smart.

“You got us a puppy?” Aelin managed to ask.

“Yeah. I know you've been wanting one for a long time, and when I saw her pop up on my Facebook wall, I knew she was the one for us. Do you like her?” he asked and Aelin could have sworn that her burly husband sounded shy. Nervous.

“I love her,” Aelin admitted truthfully and finally went over to their dog, who immediately starting sniffing at Aelin's outstretched hand when she crouched down in front of her. And was soon being supplied with kisses, all over her hand, her face and neck. Aelin laughed and Rowan smiled, knowing that he had made the right decision.

Rowan was about to sit down himself when Aelin tugged at his hand, bringing him down on top of her and kissed him with every bit of love she felt for him.

It didn't take long for Fleetfoot to join them, licking at Rowan while she yipped for their attention. They broke apart and spent the rest of the day getting to know the new addition of their family.

Lock-down sucked, but Aelin was lucky indeed to have her husband in her life. And the pure ball of energy that was Fleetfoot.