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[moonlitkilljoy]

michie ficrecs!

hi!! i saw @24-guy asking for michie fic recs for what to reread and figured i’d just post the fic rec list i made for my friends :-) i’m making my own post because it has some fics written by 24-guy and i’d feel really weird recommending those directly to zem, but i figured someone else might also be interested fjdjfnd

i've split this list into completed fics and ongoing fics for your viewing pleasure, otherwise they're in no particular order :] let me know if there's any mistakes or misattributions, i didn't get anyone to proof read this for me before posting ^^;

enjoy!

COMPLETED:

Max Jagerman's Socks by lab_trash / @lab-trash

"Max's socks start getting interesting, to the point where people actually notice. They don't even look like stuff he'd own, really."

~4k words, 1 chapter, rated T; pure fluff, 5+1 things, a really cute and cozy secret relationship fic

Dangling from the edge by Olive_of_Vanders / @oliveofvanders

"On that fateful day at the Waylon place, a certain weeb saved the bully."

~1.5k words, 1 chapter, rated T; richie saves max's life at the waylon place, plus bonus points for the uncle paul headcanon :] i actually stumbled upon this while trying to remember which fics i’ve been meaning to rec but it's VERY good so i just had to include it

Near Death Panick by lab_trash / @lab-trash

"Max and Richie panic when Max almost dies and they forget they aren't alone."

~2.5k words, 1 chapter, rated G; richie saves max's life at the waylon place, with added secret relationship <3 a delight to read

Hatchetfield's Finest Breadsticks by KairiTheMango / @kairithemang0

"Richie was unsure if he regretted agreeing to be Max's Algebra tutor just yet, however out of the kindness of his heart (and deep down his desire to spend more time with him) he chose to take the job. How hard could it be really? Just a few hours of extra math, it wouldn't hurt anyone."

~1.5k words, 1 chapter, rated G; a short and sweet tutoring fic!!! real neat

class of 2021 by hatchetscandal

"living it, ten years were just that—ten long years. but looking back, ten years is simply the blink of an eye. or the hatchetfield high school class of 2021 is celebrating their ten year reunion, and things have changed drastically in that time."

~4k words, 1 chapter, rated T; cute future class-reunion fic :]

Michie short series - What the fuck happened last night by bonezthewriter

"Richie wakes up in the bed of Max Jagerman one fateful day. Follow them as they develop their relationship; and themselves."

series: ~5.5k words total, 4 works (4 chapters total), no ratings except for the last work (rated T); possible cw for misunderstandings of a somewhat sexual nature, nothing actually happens but they sure do convince themselves it did

Lost and Found by 24_GUY / @24-guy

"A Canon Divergent AU with Michie secret dating and a lot of suffering for Richie. (Less suffering in the sequel, I'm determined to have a happy ending.)"

series: ~21.5k words total, 2 works (18 chapters total), all works rated T; hurt/comfort + secret relationship, THIS ONE IS SO GOOD. it explores richie’s grief at losing max in a really interesting way and then manages to work in a happy ending <3 cw/tw for detailed depictions of the different stages of grief (especially depression)

cause i can’t help it if you look like an angel by pixelprotag / @milgram

"max finds a pretty cool cosplayer online. halloween rolls around, and it turns out he goes to his school."

~1.5k words, 1 chapter, rated T; a really cute fic surrounding the idea of richie doing cosplay, plus another win for "paul is richie's uncle" truthers :P

Paul Matthews and his many children by ThatStar_Guy

"Paul acquires his first adopted son when his sister kicks out his nephew, Richie, because of his sexuality. Richie goes to Paul for help, and he and Emma are glad to provide it. He acquires his second adopted son when Tom perishes in an explosion. Tim, having no other family, comes to live with them. He acquires his first unofficial son when Pete starts spending every day at his house. He acquires his first unofficial daughter when Ruth also spends every minute at his house. He acquires his second unofficial daughter when Grace starts dating Ruth. He acquires his first blood daughter with Emma when they are 32. He acquires his first son in law when Richie marries Max at 20. He acquires his first unofficial daughter in law when Pete marries Steph at 22. He acquires his first grandchild when Richie and Max adopt at 24. He acquires his first and second unofficial grandkids when Pete and Steph are 25."

~3k words, 1 chapter, rated G; a "paul is richie’s uncle” fic taken to the extreme in the absolute BEST way possible. mostly paul centric and focused on paul/emma, with background richie/max, grace/ruth, and pete/steph as far as ships go. THIS ONE IS OF MY ABSOLUTE FAVORITES!!! lots of Black Friday references

r/TrueOffMyChest by lab_trash / @lab-trash

"I (21m) am in love with my roommate and former bully victim (20m)"

~3k words, 1 chapter, rated G; future fic, in-universe reddit post format. this ones clever and addresses just how shitty Max was in highschool

Maybe We Can Find A Home Here by 24_GUY / @24-guy

"Max confides in Ruth once, and gets a family out of it."

~3k words, 1 chapter, rated T; a really cute ruth and max friendship fic. words cannot express how much i adore it :3

UNFINISHED:

Won't you pray for me? by Whowillprayforyou / @whowillprayforyou

"Max Jägerman is as straight as a board, as per the norm with being who he is. King of the school, Star quarterback. He's got one weakness, Repressed nerds, and thankfully Grace chasity isn't letting up any time soon. Imagine his surprise when his focus shifts to a different not so repressed nerd, after a life changing event. Even more shocking, said nerd is Richard Lipschitz."

~17k words, 5 chapters, no rating as of posting; richie saves max’s life at the waylon house, slow burn ensues <3 i'm literally obsessed with this one

Zeek: The Fighting Nighthawk by lab_trash / @lab-trash

"Max strikes up conversation with their school mascot without knowing who's under the costume. Richie just goes with it, even through that massive anxiety… which fades so quickly for some reason. He learns so much about Max, and he'd never seen him so relaxed before. It's not so bad."

~9k words, 4 chapters, rated T as of posting; secret identity shenaniganery >:] I LOVE THIS ONE SO MUCH. it's probably one of my favorite npmd fics. plus, this one has the “trevor is richie’s twin” headcanon in a really prominent way which the author executes really well

Car Lights by 24_GUY / @24-guy

"When Richie takes Amanda - his best friend's daughter and his goddaughter - to the grocery store to fill their day, he least expects to run into Max Jägerman of all people."

~36k words, 18 chapters, rated T as of posting; future fic with background steph/pete and some really sweet ruth and max friendship moments :3 I FUCKING ADORE THIS ONE!!! another great twin headcanon piece as well. it should be noted that i've been a dancer for 15 years and this is somewhat of a dancer au, so i may be biased

Beanies by lab_trash / @lab-trash

"As soon as Max turned 16, his father began berating him to get a job so he could pay rent for his room. Actually, that’s a lie. It started a couple weeks before he turned 16. To “give him time.” He actually expected Max to have a job as soon as he was 16. It wasn’t so bad at first, since he didn’t have school and he could manage his part-time job and whatever sport practice he had going on at that time. But once the school year started… Max was always a bully. But in his junior year, he became a literal monster. OR: Max works at Beanies and accidentally sort of makes friends with a regular customer who just happens to be a nerd."

~16k words, 9 chapters, rated G as of posting; paul is richies uncle and theres a background focus on paul/emma. probably my all time favorite michie fic— lotta well thought out references to the other musicals. i've been rereading at least part of it every day for the last couple days, its just that good

thanks for reading!!

feel free to drop into my ask box to talk about any of these or just hatchetfield stuff in general ^w^ have a lovely day/night

[six-eyed-samurai]

YOU HAVE 30 UNREAD MESSAGES...

SUMMARY: Rindou loves you and all but...you really aren't supposed to be spamming his phone during a meeting right now.... A/N: This is absolute crack, based off a recent convo and dedicated to my unhinged moot @plebbypebblepleb WARNINGS: Sanzu on drugs and swearing

>>look at this cat I found

>>he's so cute!!!!!!

>>IM GONNA DIE FROM CUTENESS can we pls pls adopt him???

>>never mind

>>HE BIT ME

Rindou felt his eye twitch. He discreetly swiped away the notifications on his pinging phone away under the table. Thankfully no one had noticed yet, although Ran was grinning slyly at him he always was.

Twenty messages.

Barely ten minutes had even gone by in the meeting.

Luckily he had turned off volume for his phone. Mikey wouldn't be too happy to have his Bonten meeting so frequently interrupted so unprofessionally. Rindou didn't have much interest in being laughed at or questioned by the others either.

>>riiiiiiin

>>I was watching some videos

>>would you become a 100 foot boa constructor who eats British children boiled and gets skinned to be used as socks or boots for a Russian lady I consumed three centuries ago (she tasted like coconut)

I'm in a meeting<<

And no???<<

Rindou continued to nod at Mikey's words, doing his utmost best to divide his attention between his rapidly typing fingers and his boss while Ran ducked his head under the table curiously and came up with a wink and a very obvious smirk. Koko eyes them both suspiciously.

He was used to this. Absolutely. One thing that came with dating you was that you had a tendency to spam his phone with updates of what you were doing, odd things you had seen, the most creative of questions and pictures bordering on unhinged.

He wouldn't change it for anything, of that Rindou was certain. He loved you to Pluto and back and in an every day fight he'd take your side over Ran (even despite the elder Haitani’s “miserable” theatrics of supposed betrayal). The texts livened up the dreary work of being part of the number one most wanted criminal gang.

But…

>>I'M NOT FINISHED

>>or drink fruit juice that will give you the seven most deadly diseases

Both are terrible<<

>>[image attached]

WTF<<

>>Like it?? <33

I don't want close up pics of your feet<<

>>how dare you

…it was quite the inconvenience when he was supposed to be working.

Like right now.

Rindou reached up and rubbed his temples. Mikey was getting to the important part and he was really struggling to concentrate. It wasn't like you didn't know he was busy. He had specifically mentioned it today. Rindou couldn't fault you either - this was just your love language and…this was probably revenge for him misplacing your favourite shirt.

He briefly considered ignoring your texts for now, until he could answer them later. But then it'd probably spiral to a 100+ and the vibrations were really starting to get to him. And he did once promise to never ignore anything you said after you apologized for talking too much. You might even call him.

Ugh. What a conundrum.

Ran’s smile widened and a new notification sprang up on Rindou’s phone.

>>Ah ah ah lil bro

>>texting your gf in a meeting?

>>you're very obvious about it

>>I'm sure Mikey will notice soon~~

Great. Two idiots were spamming up his phone now. Couldn't he ever catch a break? He caught Kakucho’s frown at him and adjusted his poker face again.

Shut up<<

You're on your phone too<<

>>I'm just warning you~~

Rindou exhaled sharply and kicked his brother under the table. Childish, but Ran was a child and he deserved it.

>>Rin???

>>guess what!!

>>my fav singer just dropped a new album!!

>>can we buy it later

>>pleaseeeeee

“Haitani Shithead! What are you doing under the table?”

Crap, Sanzu caught him. Rindou shrugged, leaning away from his side-eyeing neighbor. “Nothing, just need to arrange some things on my phone for some debts to be collected,” He lies casually.

The pinkhead is probably too high to realize the holes in the fib. Thankfully he lets it go with another pop of a pill. “Sure, don’t gotta be so secretive.”

“Also, don’t call me Shithead.”

>>[3 images attached]

>>chat wake up what is going on in my friends gc rn

Yes, Rindou wanted to scream, he absolutely had to be secretive…with the cursed pictures you had just sent him. Thirty unread messages already and the meeting wasn’t even ending yet! God, Ran wasn’t helping either - he too was now spamming Rindou’s chat.

>>rindou and (y/n)

>>sitting in a tree

>>k

>>i

>>s

You know what, he could make his excuses later. Desperate times call for desperate measures. Rindou massaged his temples again, sighed deeply and looked down on his phone.

He blocked the both of you.

***

Of course it came back to bite his ass when he went home later that night: having taken extreme offense to the block you had promptly banished Rindou out of your once shared bedroom and he was exiled to the couch.

Which was being hogged by Ran who claimed he was there first for his sixth nap of the day.

Maybe next time he should just “lose” his phone before a meeting.

[deathblacksmoke]

this modern love | part 1

Pairing: Nick Folio x OFC (Natalia/Nat)

Summary: Nat heard all the stories about Nick long before she ever knew him. Though she tries her best to steer clear, things complicate themselves when she finds herself beginning to fall for him.

Word Count: 1.8K

CW: college au, friends with benefits, friends to lovers, annoying college gossip, p in v sex, mention of f receiving oral sex (content warnings will be updated by chapter)

Author's Note: @caitcoreeeee and an anon requested smutty folio friends to lovers and i went a little overboard. thank you to my dearest sweet baby angels @darksigns-exe and @circle-with-me for their endless support (read: hand-holding) as i navigate through this.

dividers by @saradika-graphics 🩵

title from “this modern love” by bloc party.

She’s heard it all: the whispered half-truths in locker rooms and study groups. They’re all so shameless, exchanging their stories like they’re not even talking about a human being. They make him sound like a blast, a character — it’s almost enough to pique her curiosity about what a night with Nick Folio is really like.

It’s an accident when she stumbles upon him, a chance meeting when she’s on shift driving the campus shuttle. It’s the end of her shift but still early in the night, and he’s the only one needing to be picked up from the bar at 8:30, seemingly still sober. He insists on sitting up front, stealing the aux for the 8 minute drive, and swiping her phone to put in his number. She finds herself dumbfounded when he skips up the steps of his dingy off-campus house moments later, his laugh still echoing in her head.

When she finds herself lying in bed, unable to sleep, she can’t say what it is that makes her dial his number. She’s more surprised than she should be when he arrives not 30 minutes later, snacks and drinks piled high in both arms.

It’s easy with him — easier than she’s ever found it with anyone else. They overlap on so many things, like marching band, though he’s still on the drumline and she gave it up after her junior year of high school. Their love of sports, their taste in music, their favorite silly tv shows. They sit chatting for 3 hours before she notices time passing. It’s so easy with him.

She can’t help herself when he pleads so sweetly to get between her thighs. It’s barely even a question when she tells him of course; his mouth feels so nice on hers that she wants to feel it absolutely everywhere. She decides early on that she’ll let him inside of her another time, probably the moment he asks. Until then, she finishes on his tongue with a garbled groan of his name.

They’re curled up in bed, sleeping on and off, when he gets a frantic call from his roommate: drunk as fuck and lost his keys and no one else is answering their phones. He wavers for a long moment, his gaze shifting to her and back away, and ultimately leaves her with a lingering kiss and a promise to text. Like a gentleman, he does, the moment he arrives back home.

It’s only when she opens Instagram the morning after that she makes the connection — nick_folio has requested to follow you, and he has the same sweet face as the boy who she fell for the night before. She thinks back to all the filthy, overshared, overheard stories she’s heard in the locker room after rugby practice, connects them to the cute and sweet boy from her van and her bed, and she feels her heart sink.

She decides to cut her losses — his follow request goes unaccepted, his good morning text unanswered.

“Nat!”

She’d successfully avoided him for 3 days. She’s only steps away from where she’s going, and could easily pretend not to hear him, take a turn, and lose him. Honestly, there’s a bubbling excitement in her tummy the moment she hears his voice. Even if she wanted to, she wouldn’t be able to keep herself from stopping in her tracks and turning to greet him with a smile.

His jog slowed as he sees that she’s staying put. He stops in front of her, hangs on his sides and winded, and she’s never felt more endeared towards someone in her life. She’s completely fucked.

“You’ve been avoiding me,” he says with a laugh. She can’t decide whether an apology is the correct course of action. Luckily, he doesn’t give her the opportunity to respond. “Come get lunch with me?”

She considers it for a long moment — having lunch with him is the exact opposite of her plan, and she’s missed enough hours of her lecture that another absence will set her further behind than she likes. Just as she’s about to make an excuse, her tummy grumbles, an effect of her skipped breakfast. He smirks. He knows he has her.

“Come on, we can use my dining dollars,” he proposes. It’s a silly offer, considering she has plenty of her own, but she finds herself giving him a shy little grin and accepting his hand anyway.

Completely. Fucked.

She spends the next few weeks wary, but ultimately unable to keep herself away from him. She meets him in the library to study when he asks, they have a standing Tuesday lunch date, countless movie nights, and chats into the early hours of the morning. More often than not, he takes the passenger seat when she’s working a shuttle shift alone.

He’s so smooth with his answers when any of his friends pile into the van and spot him next to her. Every now and again, his words turn her stomach.

“Spending a lot of time with Natalia, aren’t ya, Foli?” they ask, an edge of taunting in her tone that makes her feel sick, less than.

“Of course I am. Nat’s the best,” he responds earnestly and without pause. There’s no room for it to be laughed off or interpreted as sarcasm or teasing. He isn’t ashamed at all, although their jabs have clearly been made with that intent. She can feel her cheeks burning with unease.

The way he looks at her after always soothes her, equips her with a bravery she doesn’t normally possess — the way that even in front of his friends, he’s proud to be seen enjoying her company. He grazes a finger over her forearm and it calms down her kicked up nerves, disappears her uneasy feelings. She’s proud to be seen enjoying his company, too.

It’s almost an accident the first time they sleep together. To his credit, he keeps his hands to himself, never pushing anything. It’s clear he’s waiting for her to make the first move, but she never doubts that he’s still interested.

She can see it in the way he looks at her, the way he seems to go out of his way to make her comfortable. They’re sitting on his bed watching a movie when she feels a chill — his housemates like to keep the AC lower than she likes. It’s almost instinctual when she tucks herself into his side, her head resting on his shoulder. He doesn’t pause before wrapping an arm around her and pulling her closer.

“Do you want me to get you an extra blanket?” he asks, rubbing a hand over her arm and shoulder to warm her up. She feels warm from the inside out, in a way a blanket could never give her. It’s him.

“Is this okay instead?” she responds — in place of a reply, she feels his shoulder move as he nods, pulling her closer again.

She catches the faintest glimpse of him when the movie switches scenes, the screen going black for a moment. He doesn’t seem to be paying attention.

She chances a look at him, lifting her head from his shoulder and meeting his pretty brown eyes, the faintest smile. He doesn’t look away embarrassed, or seem to care that he’s been caught. His smile only grows, and she can’t help it. With a gentle hand on his jaw, she brings his face down to hers, pressing their lips together.

He breathes a sigh of relief into her mouth, turning his body to face her and curving a gentle hand around her waist. She didn’t realize how much she wanted this the whole time, to be close to him like this.

It’s dizzying, the way everything goes at her pace. She isn’t used to it, knowing that she can have everything drawn to a stop at any moment, because nothing is happening without her explicit permission.

There isn’t a second thought in her mind when she lays herself back on the bed, pulling him with her. A buzzing erupts beneath her skin when he wraps her leg around his waist — he’s impossibly close.

“I can’t be in a relationship right now,” she pulls away to say, an impulse she almost immediately regrets, but can’t bring herself to retract. There’s a flash of disappointment over his face, only there for a moment before it disappears.

“This can be whatever you want it to be, Natty,” he says, an earnestness in his gaze and in his tone that twists her stomachs and wracks her with guilt. He doesn’t deserve to be treated this way, but she can’t bring herself to push away what she knows, what she’s heard. She can’t keep away from him, either.

She settles, for both hurting him and having him.

“I want you,” she confesses, her hands moving to his belt, gently tugging. She looks up at him, a chance for him to put a stop to everything, put the distance back between them and end it. “Please, Nicky?”

He only pauses for another moment before leaning back down to capture her lips again, unbuckling his belt and sliding out of his jeans and boxers with an ease that seems practiced. She doesn’t let herself focus on it, only removing her sweats and panties, discarding them somewhere before drawing him back in.

She reaches blindly behind her, fishing around in his nightstand and hoping he’s the responsible type, relieved to feel the foil packet beneath her fingers.

Everything moves so quickly, she barely has time to breathe. Her focus is shot by the finality of crossing this line with him, the realization that they fit together like puzzle pieces when he’s sheathed inside of her.

She hadn’t noticed her tears falling, not until the gentle rock of his hips slows to a stop, his thumb brushing the wetness away from her cheeks.

“You okay, Natty?” he asks, concern lacing his normally cheerful tone. She finds herself nodding, though the tears don’t stop to match her assurance. “Promise? Do you want me to stop?”

She shakes her head immediately, reassuring him with a please don’t stop. She tries to push away her fears, let herself be present in the moment, lose herself to the feeling of him and his scent flooding her senses.

Even as he draws her orgasm from her effortlessly, her anxiety still remains the overtone of everything.

“Are you going to hate me now?” she asks him after, when they’re lying together. She feels rigid, unable to relax into his hold. His hands are unsure, shaky where they settled on her warmed skin.

“I could never hate you, Natty,” Nick responds, a gentle kiss placed to her temple. “Okay? Not ever.”

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Sugar Rush : August 2023 CPNs

As with all other CPN posts that involve this lovely pairing, everything in here is speculation/interpretation based on popular concepts in the fandom. facts are also mixed in as well + events that happened before. This is not meant to “deceive or lie” to anyone. If it wasn’t clear, posts like this or similar to it are for cpfs only — and even other cpfs are encouraged to pick and choose what they believe in depending on what makes sense to them. You have to know some of the “lore” in this fandom to appreciate it, or be in that mindset wherein bjyx is probably/possible to be real.

These monthly round-ups, especially for August, have additional commentary and cpns that I didn’t share as an individual post for a variety or reasons. So there may be something “new” here for you.

Enjoy all the sugar! ⬇️⬇️⬇️

• rumor/cpn : XZ anonymously booked 26 cinema screenings in chongqing for yibo’s movie. the funny thing is there was a comment that if they find anonymous screenings for condor heroes movie in henan ( yibo’s hometown ) , they will join the bjyx supertopic 😂😂😂

this could be a different person but we cpn that it’s xz who booked since it’s in CQ. also whoever this was booked premium tickets and not discounted.

no one “released” a rumor or anything, some fans just noticed this while booking their tickets and found it interesting.

• another round of bottled joy cpns, this time around wyb’s alleged renewal with them on september and so much more

• reasons why we think the 26th bday letter post was from xiao zhan

• clues in the bday instagram post art

• fake rumor of wyb’s script having drawings

• XZ’s work week around WYB’s birthday

• Bottled Joy bday greeting to Yibo + Chen Shuo’s bracelet

• A cpf said yibo looked at their phone because her phonecase was a photo of wyb and xz. but again, this is not the proper behavior — following him around and shoving your phone in his personal space. I do not take this as candy, but for archiving purposes, it’s here.

• Unintentional matching 😂😂😂😂

• WYB plays card with Chongqing people 🃏

• Fake stories from paparazzi(s) who “followed” the boys back in 2018/19

• 8/11/2023 Rio Livestream candies

• 8/13/2023 LRLG 🍓🥝

• Yes please, drop more photos and do more similar captions with posts that are days or a week apart 👀

• throwback : the best bottled joy cpn

• 8/13, WYB allegedly drove and went to XZ’s LOCH shoot. You may see some photos and videos that is allegedly the proof but you can’t even see the driver’s face. There’s also some talk that “WYB” was wearing a motorcycle helmet so there will be no chance people seeing him. I don’t know what to think. I understand how exciting it is, how hilarious that people even speculate about this and the fact that cpns like this is dangerous. i would hate for melon/yxh accounts to pick this up and get them in trouble. We already heavily speculate that they visit each other on set because or some clues we see — no need to dig and investigate too much. 🙏🏼

• In the morning of 8/17, Paparazzi were saying XZ and his co-star from the past are not real and have no chance. This went on #1 HS. As expected, XZS pulled some mild sweets. 18:33! YIBO ZHAN ZHAN!

YBO updated minutes later. But my favorite would have to be their second update with 22:30 AI AI ZHAN!

• WYB became the first spokesperson for Pokemon Trading Cards, this is wonderful cause we know how they are big fans of it. I’m happy seeing them basically be the face of brands that they have always loved ( like chanel and gucci for example )

• 8/20/2023 YBO vlog candies 🧁🍭

• Yibo’s signature hand gesture confirmed to mean “wang”

• Qixi Festival number games

There is also some conversations that said XZ was not seen going to work that day. He & WYB could be working on Ad materials and other things, but that means they can go back home earlier. They don’t need a full day to spend Qixi together, tho that would be nice too. They just need time to be together on this romantic day. Maybe we will get more details in the months to come but we wish them all the happiness! 💕

• A new BTS on XZ sort of complaining about WYB/LWJ not looking at XZ/WWX with “yearning” as he walks away. This is so hilarious to me cause it’s so on point on what we have seen from XZ. He may be the calm & poised XZ to everyone but with WYB, he can act spoiled. He can demand more and be frank. The way he wants WYB/LWJ to show the kind of devotion he expects is just— why? why????? and you have WYB who will willingly spoil him and grant his every wish. ✨ A true example of XZ wanting the love WWX/LWJ have to happen to him too.

• similar “trick” of twirling a cloth by their fingers & how different they are

• revisiting the bts of XZ saying he prefers WYB with no makeup on ( he was just stating a universal truth that wyb is handsome even when he is bare faced )

• wool/felt doll cpn

• 8/25 XZS and YBO similarity

• revisiting the blurred background in ZZ’s mirror selfie 📷

• A wedding gift of t-shirts signed by the boys

• WHITE COUPLE SUITS! ☺️

• This month, I saw 2 questionable videos going around related to them. I do not endorse spreading these videos around but i can’t help that it pops up on my weibo feed and fans really have different etiquette when it comes to this. But i have to say that it should be a genera rule to not promote these proxy shooting because it’s too invasive. If they are hiding, we should not be the ones exposing them. They are already working enough as it is to keep their privacy. Please do not ask me for the video. I am mentioning it here for archiving purposes only.

One video is from WYB’s shoot of Luoyang, Lele & YanYan were assisting another guy aside from WYB with an umbrella. Why would they do that? We know the hiding by umbrella ploy was used before, like in SDC 3. So are they using the same tactic to protect this friend when he is visiting the crew?

Second one is at a hotel. Video is allegedly from a 🍤, they were more interested with XZ but they filmed WYB was also in the same hotel. XZ went in without any luggage too.

The videos are not clear at all, to the point that you can’t provide this as evidence in court that “based on this video it’s clearly wyb or xz” , so take it with a grain of salt.

• ZZ draws poker cards

• The start of everyone’s love for the AU pair Shengyang x Chen Shuo! This Sunshine couple! ☀️ These two are so passionate about their dreams, one with art and other w/ dancing. Their smiles. Their positive disposition. How can you not love them???

There is also the observation that SBMS premieres 9/1, conveniently when all the activities for Summer Movies, which includes OnO is done. This is not the first time this year that their projects were not released within the same period. It feels too much of a coincidence. This drama will be done in a month so i don’t know if WYB’s Bright Road can still squeeze in it’s airing before the year ends, tho i’m not optimistic cause drama licensing is tricky. Before LOCH gets released Spring Festival 2024. No matter what happens, All I know is BXGs are booked and busy!

• SOMEONE OPENED A WEBSITE THAT INCLUDES a very detailed timeline analysis of the BTS. If you’re into that and wanna go back & take a look then please do. It’s so interesting! Doing a day by day timeline of the BTS and events that happened, with photos and videos is tedious work so this is such a treat! 💕

-END. See you next Month!

Note : if you plan to reblog this post. Please do not tag it as “Wang Yibo” or “Xiao Zhan” because this does not belong there. It’s specifically for CP audience and tagging it on individual name will expose it to people who are not.

➡️➡️ (2023 previous posts) Jan-June / July

[blacknwhitemood]

Depeche Mode - Condemnation / finding video's location "near God"

It was only 3 days after the Memento Mori concert in March, when I learned that Condemnation video was made in Hungary, not far from Budapest, near Göd, in a small village's border, Göd-Újtelep. When I wrote about it to @mijamija1234, she suggested that what if I visited its location? I liked the idea, I've started to make a research. Later I found some colored photos on Göd-Újtelep's website (under this text) and I posted them with words "Condemnation’s video was made near Göd". @mftm1987's reblog tag was hilarious: #well sure it was made near god. I felt love with the concept, so this is my "project's" name: Near God.

The only screenshot from the video (1st pic above) that I can use for finding the location is not very helpful, considering that it happened more than 30 years ago. 31 exactly. In 28th of July, 1993 the band and Corbijn went "into the f---ing woods" early in the morning after the day of they Devotional Tour concert in Budapest. Dave talked about it the gig's night in NME, while Gavin Martin was making his long interview:

I won’t even sleep tonight. I’ve got to get up and go and do some… I’ve got to go off with (Anton) Corbijn into the f---ing woods and do the ‘Condemnation’ bit. But, really, I have fun with doing that. It’s just the eight o’clock morning, you gotta get over it.

I quoted from this article first time here, my updated daves-first-tattoo post (scroll to the middle). Another source, Daryl Bamonte, Devotional Tour Diary, Bong magazine, 1994:

It was a long trek from Belgium yesterday, and we had to drive out into the Hungarian countryside today for Anton to shoot the “CONDEMNATION” video. Dave seemed to spend most of the day being dragged around by Sam and Hildia. He wasn’t complaining though. It could have been the other way round…

Near God

It's not easy to find a DM video's location (except Strangelove), Corbijn preferred countryside for his videos and the nature mostly in different countries in Europe (e.g. Belgium, France, Switzerland, Portugal, Scotland) or in the U.S. Hungary is famous for its "puszta", which is similar to prairie. Before the single's releasing he could shoot the clip during the tour. They stayed 3 days in Hungary, I read somewhere that Corbijn choosed Göd's area for the reason being very close to the capital. On imdb.com it is simply Göd.

I was searching for those dirt roads from the screenshot with the Google relief map, impossible task. 31 years. I googled many times a day if I got some new inspiration, suddenly I found a person on facebook who commented Göd's page' photo of the day: she was there in her 14 years, "half of Göd was there". I wrote to her, 3 days later she answered that she would help. Wow.

We met today and spent only 40 minutes together. She and her husband took me from the railwaystation on a truck to the location that she remembered - and of course that become famous in the village. She told me the short story: "My friend's sister was a big fan. We didn't have phones that time, someone brought the news by bike, no one believed that. Later many cars went to the place with 50-80 fans. We were hanging on the fence, like the children in the video. There were huge reflectors, the shooting took until the evening. Now there is a big battery factory in the fields."

When we arrived, we walked to a small road but it didn't resemble to the video's for the first sight. In fact it is a huge field with woods around, at the end of the road there was the factory, "It was built on that hill on the picture" she told. She was sure, so we took some funny photos with the printed screenshot (at the background with their truck), I wanted to walk more to find a better view but it was a very hot Summar day and my guide didn't have much time. To the right on this map I marked the point where we took the photos:

I think the trip was worth it. All this area from the village to the woods down was the location of the video making. 31 years later the fence with the small cabin and the sunflower field disappeared but there still have straw bales, dirt roads and habitants who remember.

The single released 6 weeks later, on 13 September 2013. Although MTV played the clip on time, its DVD version released much later in 2002 on Depeche Mode - Videos 86>98+ (I ordered the very last piece of it from Antal). This DVD originally released in 1999 but without the clip, you can find a live version instead of (I have the 2000 edition), because - it is said - Corbijn wasn't quite satisfied with the final result, the band seemed too tired in the video, especially Dave.

I love this song. Not my favourite, but it's in my DM top 20. One of its reasons that the video was shooted in Hungary and Dave loves it. He has frequently mentioned Condemnation as one of his favourite songs. In this interview from 2006 you can hear directly from him at 00:37. As fandom.com wrote, Dave still gets goosebumps when he recalls recording the song:

I immediately knew the song. It wasn't necessarily completely accurate to the way Martin wrote the melody line or the phrasing or the timing. I just sang it, and [after] I sang it, the tape stopped rolling and it went on quiet. I've got my headphones on and I hear [producer] Flood's voice go, 'Yeah, I mean, you could do another one. But I think we got it.' / 2021, Exclaim!

Well, at Memento Mori Tour they sang to us twice in Budapest, in 28 July, 2023 (yes, this day <3) together with 50000 people and in 26 March, 2024 to 16000 happy fans. Honestly, I like Waiting For The Night much better, I really wanted to hear it live, I hoped that they don't sing the same song at the same city as first encore duett, Condemnation is difficult to sing, they've sung Waiting For much often at this tour... but I was wrong. I was confused with my feelings, I was disappointed. I was looking for the answers of they decision, and later I understood that somehow Hungary might mean Condemnation to them. They gifted us with Dave's favourite song. Twice.

[hoffstrap-yuri]

Cat For Tat

ao3 // masterlist

Summary: Peter was not sure how he would prove to his roommate that a cat could understand the innate human instinct to be a bother to, him, Peter Strahm.

Tags/Content: Fluff, Fluff and Crack, Crack, Animal Transformation

Rating: T for Teen (For now subject to change)

Status: Chapter 1 of ??. Chapter 2 can be found here. Chapter 3 can be found here (EXPLICIT CONTENT BEGINS HERE).

Author's Note: So here's my fic that was inspired by @dixxiemaegraphics lovely art of Hoffkitty (x) (x) (x).  He's just such an adorable little shit I knew he would get on Strahm's nerves and I needed to write for it. I also don't know when I'm going to update with chapter two right off the bat because I have a bigger project going on in the background, but I can't say anything about that juuuust yet! So while you wait for that, enjoy this little fic!

“Damn it…” Strahm stepped off the metro and onto the platform barely covered by an awning. He remembered he left his umbrella back at the office. He would have to make the walk back to his car in the downpour of a lifetime. “Fuck this, fuck this, fuck this” He made it to his car, then slammed his head into the steering wheel as he realized that Lindsey’s car was in the lot spot that day, and he’d have to park on the street. He didn’t bother praying to a deity for a close parking spot, he knew they wouldn’t answer him anyway. He found a spot only a block away, it would have to be good enough for tonight. He pulled his phone from his pocket and checked his messages.

“Ordered Indian, see you later!” Something quick from Lindsey sent nearly 30 minutes ago. Their food would be arriving any second. He tucked it back in on the inside of his jacket and held onto the door handle. He hesitated for a second before finally stepping out into a deep puddle and soaking his dress shoes. He cursed under his breath before stepping out of the hole and made the walk down the side street. Just as he was about to step up to the apartment building he heard a quiet animal noise. His foot led up the first step, when the noise got louder. It sounded desperate. He stepped back down and peered his head around the corner from where the sound came and saw… the fattest stray cat he’d ever seen.

“What is this ugly thing.” He muttered under his breath, scoffing at the gray cat. The thing looked up at him with big wet eyes and meowed at him for his attention. “… Lindsey would like you.” So despite thinking that this stupid thing was one of god’s ugliest creations he reached his hands out and scooped the cat into them. He held the cat against his chest like a baby, surprised by the heft that the gray feline packed. With the cat in one arm, he opened the door to the apartment building and climbed up the stairs. He grabbed the keys in his pocket and opened the door, announcing to his friend that he was home. “Linds?”

“Yeah?” She stepped out into the hallway before rushing over to the little gray furball in his hands. “Oh my god, oh look at this little baby. Little gordito…” She brought her finger up to his chin and gave him scratches. The cat purred and flipped himself around in Strahm’s arm to get closer to the affectionate woman. She pulled the cat from Strahm’s arm and let his legs flop around for a moment. “Oh my god you’re so loooooong.”

“I take it you like him?” Strahm had to laugh. His best friend, his work partner, the woman who scared men twice Strahm’s size into confessions…. Obsessed with an obese cat.

“I love him.”

“Good.” He smiled

“Here, can you hold him for a second? I think I have some leftover Purina from that foster I had a couple months ago.” She handed the puff of fluff back to her partner and rummaged under the sink for the can. “Found it” She announced. He looked at the cat and frowned. The stupid thing almost seemed smug? Could a cat be smug? He carefully let the cat fall onto the ground, the animal skittering across the wooden floors towards the kitchen. Lindsey, while in a crouch, ran her fingertips over the cat’s forehead and gave him some scratches. “Hope you don’t mind the bowl…” She took the bowl and moved it away from the sink, placing it before the cat as she waited for his approval. The cat happily shoved his whole head into the bowl and licked up every last bit of the wet food before him. One more head pat and Lindsey went to get him a water bowl. The cat stretched out in front of the bowl before running and getting water from his other bowl. He lapped at the surface of the water with an insane intensity. Lindsey titled her head as she watched him and asked herself, “How long were you out there? You’re acting like you haven’t eaten in days.”

“It probably wouldn’t kill him to miss a couple treats.” Strahm muttered under his breath. Lindsey turned around, perking her ears up like she had missed something that he had said. He sealed his lips back up and shrugged, pretending as though he had been quiet the whole time. He went to get the door when their delivery arrived and Lindsey threw a couple toys in the cats face to see what he liked. He seemed to most enjoy the crinkly pom pom balls, but would never go far to catch them, making Lindsey get up and grab them if they got too far from him with his sad pathetic meows. “Food’s here, Linds.”

“Okay.” She got up from the floor and walked over to their couch. The cat followed from a distance, meowing for attention from his affectionate owner. She ignored his pleas for toys as she grabbed two pieces of naan from the foil and pulling her lamb vindaloo away from his chicken tikka masala. “What are we watching?”

“I’ve got either The Notebook or Brokeback Mountain.”

“Huh, let’s do Brokeback.” She shrugged, tucking some rice into the side of her cheek as she talked.

“Okay.” He popped the DVD into the machine and skipped through as many of the trailers as he could before getting cockblocked by the ‘FBI Anti-Piracy Warning’. Sometimes Strahm hated his own agency more than life itself. They got to the menu and after turning on subtitles for Strahm’s hearing and Lindsey’s attention, they got into the movie. Not usually one to complain about well done movies, Strahm was bored during the opening. The wide shots of the greenery did nothing for his east coast big family in one house sensibilities. Lindsey seemed enamored with it though, so as much as he wanted to say something about ‘We get it there’s trees’, he kept his mouth shut. She hit his shoulder after about twenty minutes and made a grabbing motion with her hand. He handed her the papadam and let her eat those.

“You’re never this quiet during movies.” She laughed

“I’m enjoying it, for once.” He mouthed back at her, stealing one of the crackers before she could finish the whole stack. Their cat that had sadly settled at Lindsey’s feet began making noises during the climax of the movie as Jack’s wife coldly talked to her husband’s lover. Strahm didn’t think much of it and Lindsey had her eyes glued to the screen. As Ennis cried, holding Jack’s shirt flat against his chest, their cat’s noises came to an abrupt stop. Strahm looked down at his shoe as the cat pawed at the rubber edges of the shoes before projectile vomiting over said shoes. Strahm scrambled to get up, covering his mouth to prevent himself from vomiting on the cat in turn. He tried to keep his feet from curling up to his chest and getting the vomit onto the couch as Lindsey made a dash for the kitchen to grab a wet rag.

“Stupid fucking cat!” He yelled. The cat looked at him smug once more. How could that stupid creature feel smug?

“Here, get your shoes off.” Lindsey came back, holding onto a wet towel as he stripped himself of the shoes as fast as his fingers could get him out. He grabbed the towel to clean his hand off first and took his socks off, trying to avoid any goop on the ground that might have slide off the shoes and onto the floor.

“For fucks sake, Linds.” Strahm got up from his seat and walked to the bathroom. The cat followed him from a distance, lurking like a shadow in Strahm’s footsteps. He cleaned his hands off proper and looked as the cat pushed on the door to close it on Strahm. Not fast enough, Strahm was able to keep the door open, damn near ready to punt the little thing. He wrapped his hands under the fat belly of this menace and carried it, face forward, back to Lindsey. She took a new rag and cleaned up the puke from around the corners of the cat’s mouth. “He’s going in the morning.”

“You can’t let him go back out.” Lindsey frowned slightly, “He might get mauled or ran over.”

“Then take him to the humane society.” Strahm sighed

“What if I train him?”

“You can’t train a cat to just not throw up.” He scoffed. He rubbed his face with his fingertips and let out a deep sigh.

“I can get him a new bowl tomorrow, one that will hopefully slow down his eating.”

“Fine. Just a couple more days.”

“Yay.” She cheered mostly to herself, picking up the cat and cradling him like a baby. His tail swung over Lindsey’s forearm, purring happily as he received pets from her. “I also need to buy him some diet food. I’ll take him to the vet.”

“Good. Maybe you can see if he’s chipped and give him back to his owners.”

“Sounds like a plan.”

“I’m going to bed.”

“Okay, good night.” She said, not letting go of her pet. He lumbered off to bed, only to hear that fat bitch fall to the floor and come scuttling after him. “Oh no. You’re not sleeping in my bed, satan spawn.” The thing meowed at him, like he hadn’t just vomited all over Strahm. Its noise was so pathetic, Strahm had no choice but to scoop him up and bring him into his room. He plopped the cat onto the mattress as he pulled his pajama pants and beat up t-shirt out from his dresser and changed into those. His eyes kept darting behind his person as he listened to make sure the cat didn’t make those same noises, or planning sneak attack two on Strahm’s bed. When he was changed, he went to the bathroom and brushed his teeth before going back to bed. The cat stared at the FBI agent as he rolled over the sheets again and again, leaving his stomach exposed to the human. “Tubby little fuck.” Strahm reached a hand to pet the stomach before the cat moved away, running out of the room and crying for Lindsey’s attention again. “Stupid thing.” He said to himself before crawling under his comforter and falling asleep. He doesn’t know what time it is when he wakes up the next morning, only that the little puffball has taken up residence over Strahm’s face. The cat placed itself strategically over his nose and mouth, blocking his airways. Strahm peeled the animal from his face and got out of his bed. “How the hell did you get in here, you fat fuck?” He opened the door and looked at the vicious scratching he had managed to do.

“Morning.” Lindsey greeted him, looking similarly tired. “He was clawing and crying for an hour last night, begging to be let into your room.”

“Fat bitch tried to suffocate me.” He dangled the cat in her face. She scooped the cat into her arms

“Mark.”

“What?”

“His name is Mark. Don’t know why, he just looks like a Mark.” She shrugged, bouncing the cat around as she explained the name. The cat purred in response to Lindsey’s pampering, giving Strahm a look as he did.

“Anyway, Mark tried to suffocate me in my sleep.” Strahm stared back at the thing bitterly. He was onto the cat’s ruse. The evil thing. Lindsey jerked the cat away from her friend, sensing the weird vibe between them.

“I’ll see if the vet has anything to say about his behavior today.” She took the cat with her and gently tossed her pet into the carrier. Strahm heard his screams of protest from down the hall and laughed to himself. Stupid thing. When the beast was contained, he decided he could go about his morning routine with ease. He started the coffee pot in the kitchen before stepping into the shower. He let the water run over his face for a moment and reached for his shampoo. Mark had only been in the house for a few hours, but he was already a menace to put it mildly. Strahm enjoyed having this moment to himself without worry that the cat would worm its way into the bathtub and start peeing on his feet. He got out and went back to the kitchen to grab his coffee, throwing the liquid into a nondescript mug that only a middle aged man could own. He heard the low grumbles of the thing in the carrier as he took a sip, only to lean in and antagonize the cat some more.

“Can’t get out of there, can you you stupid thing?” He hovered a finger over a slot in the top of the box. The cat threw its whole body against the door, but it didn’t budge. Once more and he made a dent. “How fucking fat are you?”

“Stop teasing him.” Lindsey leaned against the frame lead into the kitchen, “You wouldn’t like it if Rogers came into your office and called you a fat sack of shit.”

“Rogers doesn’t have the balls to call me that.” Strahm scoffed, “To my face anyway.”

“Yeah, well in any event, see you later.” She picked up the carrier and headed out of the apartment. Strahm finished his breakfast and walked out to his car to get to work. He’d be working late tonight, he could afford the drive in to the office. Hell he would even treat himself to another cup of coffee on the ride in. It’s the least he deserved for putting up with the hell cat the previous night. His workday was uneventful otherwise. Lindsey texted him a couple of times but he didn’t check his phone until he was out for the night.

“Doctor said he was fine, and gave me some food to help him lose weight!”

“I have a surprise!”

“Did you get rid of the stupid thing?” Strahm managed to type before hitting the backspace and just deciding that he would find out the surprise when he got home. The congestion from the nine to five office workers had let up and the ride to his apartment was smooth. He found a spot round the corner from the building and walked into his apartment. Inside he saw the fluff ball being tortured by Lindsey as she attempted to tease his fur up into a little bow on his head. The poor thing almost looked grateful as her attention was shifted onto something that wasn’t him for a second. He used the opportunity to make a sluggish run towards Peter’s bedroom and hide. “Son of a bitch.”

“Isn’t he adorable?” Lindsey looked up at him with big eyes.

“I say this because I love you Linds, that was the ugliest thing you could’ve put that stupid cat in.” Strahm told her point blank.

“You’re no fun.” She huffed and went looking for her cat

“How did the vet go, other than saying he was healthy?” Strahm went into the kitchen and rummaged through their fridge for leftovers.

“It was the weirdest thing, the doctor said we could get him neutered today and as they were trying to take him out of the room he attacked the techs. He wouldn’t even let me touch him until the doctor called the whole thing off.”

“Told you that thing was evil.”

“He’s not evil, Pete.” She rolled her eyes at him

“He radiates pure evil. I feel like I’m being watched by a creature too stupid to know whether or not it should dip its feet into the water bowl.”

“I think you’ve just had too much coffee today.”

“I’ll show you Lindsey.” He grumbled a little bit, not sure how he would prove to his roommate that a cat could understand the innate human instinct to be a bother to Peter Strahm.

[finkinthisfrew]

Anything (Pt.8)

cw: sexual tension and horniness, erection, being naked together

Chapter 8 I shut the door to my apartment and leaned my back against it, my lips still tingling from the kiss we shared before Matty hopped into a cab to get to his meeting which he was now late for. He had changed back into his date clothes from the night before, leaving his hoodie and sweatpants behind.

We'd spent the rest of the morning in bed cuddling while chatting, laughing and eating cereal. Eventually, after much protesting from Matty, I convinced him not to cancel his day of meetings and interviews. He obliged only after I promised him I'd come over for dinner later that evening.

I walked back upstairs, still in a daze, and started making my bed. I had once again been lost in thought when I heard my phone buzz on my nightstand.

I'm not particularly enjoying being apart from you :(

My heart fluttered as I read his text and my phone buzzed again.

If you get out of the studio early, will you please come straight to mine?

I couldn't help but smile at his eagerness. It wasn't just that it was flattering, but something about his unabashed honesty was so comforting. He wasn't afraid of this, which helped me feel unafraid too. I sat down on the edge of my bed and began to type.

I'm also not enjoying being apart from you :( I want to come over straight after, I really do, but I need to go home to shower and change out of my studio clothes first. If I don't... well, if you saw me like that then let's just say you'd probably enjoy being apart more lol

It didn't take long for Matty to respond.

You could sprout a tail and 3 extra heads and I'd still be utterly obsessed with you. Come over straight after- you can wash up at mine. If it helps I promise I won't look at you when you first get here (that's a lie btw)

I rolled my eyes at his message and I couldn't help but giggle- he was so funny and clever. As I began to type a response, I got another text from him.

Not to pressure you. Sorry, I'm being very selfish here. I've just got a bit of a crush, that's all :)

I took a moment to think before I wrote my next couple messages.

Wellllllll, when you put it like that... as long as you don't mind me taking a quick shower at yours before we eat then sure, I'd love to :)

I can text you when I'm heading over. I'll probably be done by 5:30/6:00 pm- maybe even sooner. Should only take me 15 min to get to your place from the studio

I couldn't help but blush when I read his response.

Amazing. See you then <3 Text me whenever you miss me plz

The little heart emoji made me shimmy with giddiness. I was so excited to see him again- and we'd only been apart for... three minutes? Four? It felt insane, but the connection we had felt so deep so immediately. I hopped up from my bed, running to my wardrobe to get dressed as quickly as possible so I could get to the studio right away. The sooner I got my work done, the sooner I'd be able to see Matty again.

The next several hours I spent at the studio working on a new piece as well as finishing up some older ones. Somehow, by some miracle, the day had flown by and I'd finished just a few minutes after 5 pm.

We'd texted throughout the day, updating each other when we found time, but we could both tell we were missing each other desperately already.

As soon as I finished loading my last piece into the kiln, I sent Matty a text letting him know I was heading over and I all but ran out of the building and onto the tube.

I didn't even care that I was covered head to toe in dried clay and glaze with my hair in a dishevelled little bun on the top of my head. I looked my absolute worst, and somehow I felt my best the second I opened Matty's door, which he'd let me know was unlocked. Jogging up his steps, I called out his name. As soon as I reached the top of the steps I barely saw Matty appear before I was swept up in his arms, enveloped in a deep and longing kiss. I greedily kissed him back, which only made him kiss me harder. Our hands ran over each other urgently, taking in each other's presence in every possible way. We tried to break off the kiss after several minutes of making out, but failed every time, going back for more as if we'd been starved of each other.

The sound of a timer going off eventually convinced us to stop, earning a grunt of annoyance from Matty.

"One moment, stay right here," he said before disappearing down the hallway. "Stay perfectly where you are, darling," I heard him yell from the kitchen. Reappearing moments later with his arms already reaching out for me, we pulled towards each other like magnets, embracing once again. After a few more moments of passionate kissing, I pulled away.

"Before we continue," I said giggling as he wrapped his arms around me and kissed my face all over, "I really want to take a quick shower. Do you mind?"

He was just kissing my neck, sending tingles down my spine and making me shiver, when he retreated and said, "Actually, I hope you don't mind, but I had something else in mind for you... follow me."

We walked into his bedroom hand in hand. Then he pushed open his bathroom door, revealing a bathtub full of thick foamy bubbles and candles lit all over. A plush white bathrobe hung on the wall, and a bottle of wine with a large wine glass sat on the stool next to the tub.

I was speechless.

"Hopefully you have everything you need, but if not, just give us a shout and I'll grab you whatever you need. I'll be in the kitchen when you're done," he said giving my hand a squeeze. He leaned down and kissed the side of my nose, to which I turned to face him fully before taking his face in both my hands and kissing him on the lips.

"Thank you," I said softly.

He looked at me sweetly so happy with my reaction as he walked out the door, our fingers parting only when our arms could no longer reach. As he began to close the door, he paused saying, "It's such a comfort to have you here in my home, knowing you're just down the hall... It's really lovely to be home together."

I smiled back at him as he shut the door behind him.

I walked over to the sink and washed my face and cleaned my fingernails of the caked-on clay. I slowly peeled off my clothes, reflecting on what Matty said. I felt so at peace knowing he was here. This wasn't my home, but I felt at home here, because he was here.

I lowered myself into the tub, enveloping myself in the lavender-scented suds. The water was the perfect temperature, soothing my sore body which ached from hunching over the pottery wheel for so long. I poured myself a glass of the chilled wine and sunk deeper into the suds.

My mind drifted back to the last memory I had of Matty in this bathroom- soaked from spraying each other with the showerhead, his shirt clinging to his muscled and toned body, water dripping from his damp curls onto his parted lips. I remembered the tension I'd felt at that moment- the tension we felt. I remembered his face perfectly, the way he looked at my lips, then back into my eyes, panting slightly from our water fight. If I hadn't been so nervous... I wondered what would have happened.

I let myself steep in that memory, and after a while, I couldn't tell if I was getting hot from the bathtub water, or from the memory itself.

Without thinking, I called out Matty's name. He appeared at the door a few moments later, his head poking in. "Yes, darling?" he asked, averting his eyes for my own modesty.

"It's okay, you can look. I think you put enough bubbles in here for a months worth of baths," I said with a lighthearted laugh.

He allowed his eyes to slowly turn and look at me laying in the bath, bubbles covering everything below my collarbone.

"Fuck..." he said to himself quietly. "You are painfully gorgeous, Anna."

I blush at his candidness. "Thank you, Matty." I tucked a stray piece of hair behind my ear before remembering why I called him in in the first place.

"Are you doing anything super involved in the kitchen right now, or would you possibly want to keep me some company?" I asked.

He all but skipped over to the stool next to the tub and sat down, leaning in to kiss me.

"Of course, darling. Anything for you." He said as he rolled up the sleeves of the flannel shirt he wore. I could see a spatter of red sauce from whatever he'd been cooking staining his shirt underneath.

He saw me notice his soiled shirt, face turning red as he said "Things got a bit more involved in the kitchen than I anticipated."

"Actually, I was wondering... if maybe you'd like to join me?" I asked, my boldness faltering only briefly from the sweetness of our kiss.

He blinked at me, processing what I'd just asked him.

"It seems like you could do with a soak too," I added tentatively, gesturing at his shirt, my voice a question mark.

"Are you sure?" He asked. "I don't want to make you uncomfortable."

I smiled at him. "I wouldn't ask if I didn't want it. I promise."

"Well as long as you're sure..." he pulled his flannel off as he stood up to undress.

I looked away as he pulled his stained t-shirt off, allowing him some privacy while undressing. I could feel his eyes on me, his movements measured from the corner of my eye, watching to make sure I was okay with every step he took.

He lowered himself slowly into the tub across from me. The tub was wide enough that we could both lay with our legs stretched out side by side. Matty gently lifted one of my legs to rest on his chest and began to rub my foot. My eyes practically rolled back into my head from bliss. I sighed audibly.

"Now there's a sound I could live for," he said with a smile.

I frowned from pleasure, my eyes closing.

"Are you sure you're not an angel, Matty? You treat me way too well- if you keep this up I don't know what I'll do without you once my placement ends."

Matty's hands paused for a moment. He fell silent, and I wondered if I'd said something wrong.

"I know it's quite irresponsible, but can we pretend that you aren't leaving in a few months? Just for tonight?"  He returned to rubbing my foot, looking me straight in the eyes. "I don't think I can think about that right now. Actually, I don't think I can think about it ever, but just for this one evening... I want to imagine this never has to end."

I couldn't tell if my heart had stopped, or was beating so fast that I could no longer feel it.

"Is that okay with you?" He asked, a look of innocence on his face.

"Of course," I said with sympathy, because I knew exactly what he meant, and I felt exactly the same way.

He kissed my big toe with a giant grin, making me laugh.

I sunk deeper into tub, relaxing, admiring the crinkles beside Matty's eyes as he smiled, taking extra time to memorize each one. I loved the way his eyes squinted when he smiled, the way he always spoke so earnestly with me. I loved that he always asked for consent. I loved how he would get carried away with his excitement, then always pedalled back to make sure I was in the same place as him. And I always was. I'd never fallen into step with someone like this before, every stride matching. I had never felt so safe with someone before. Or so turned on.

"Matty," I said, sitting upright, leaning towards him.

"Yes, dear?" He answered, eyebrows risen innocently.

"Kiss me. Please?"

"Anything for you." He said, rising from the tub, suds slowly dripping down his tattooed chest.

Our lips met, heat radiating from each other, dampness from the steam of the bath and our sweat intermingling. Our tongues met, dancing lightly with each other at first, then building intensity the longer we kissed.

I wrapped my arms around his naked torso, running my hands over his back, skin soft and slippery from the water. He gently placed one hand on the back of my neck, the other around my waist under water.

I couldn't get close enough to him, shifting myself onto my knees and straddling him, sitting down on his stomach as he reclined.

I was hungry for more. I kissed him deeper, and he pulled me in close against him in response, our bodies now touching everywhere.

"Is this okay?" He asked breathlessly, pulling away briefly to check in with me. I was so touched by his concern, which only made me want him more. I kissed his cheek, his jaw, then nibbled his ear. He moaned softly.

"Yes. Very, very okay." I said, my lips returning to his. We kissed even deeper, heat building.

He kissed me with even more intention now, his strong hands grasping at my hips. I ran my nails down his back, to which he responded "Fuck, Anna. I can't get enough of you."

I felt bold, so I pulled away, looked him dead in the eye and said, "So have me. Have all of me."

With that I shimmied further down his body, his erection now hard against my backside. I watched Matty's jaw drop as he processed what I'd just said and done. I maintained eye contact with him as I did it.

"... are you sure?" He asked slowly. "I don't want you to feel pressured to do anything just because I've got a bit excited."

I shook my head. "I mean it. I want you."

He shook his head in disbelief, eyes glazed with passion, "I need you." before he pulled me in with full force.

[majorproblems77]

Hi! Its time for a Recalled update! :D

Ive been following this comic for a while and i really enjoy the concept for it, I highly recommend you go and check it out over at @recalled11.

It's an interesting take on the links meet idea and i love the art style and the character designs.

Now, this is a rambly post, no I'm not sorry. Please sit with me, grab some popcorn and some hot chocolate or a hot drink of choice. Prepare to sit for like 30 minutes :D

Also prepare for blorbo hype cause he's here too :D

Lets get started!

All panels belong to @recalled11 thanks for the permission! :D

Alright here we go!!!

First off, it must must be said.

These backgrounds are incredible. like, oh yes oh hell yeah *chefs kiss* I love them.

So at first i was a little confused about the glowing eye, i was looking back at the other pages and back to here and thinking about if it's just a Wild thing. Which would make sense right?

Then they throw this curve ball

MAIN QUEST EYE GLOW, IS HE THE MAIN CHARACTER? DO THEY ALL HAVE THE GLOW EYEBALL OF QUEST TRACKING?

I DONT KNOW YET BUT I'LL FIND OUT.

Man's like, bionic? eye is doing work for us and I'm here for it. the blue glow as well, yes. Just yes.

Also with this panel. We know each of the arrows while a Link is holding it points to a Link. The same goes for Zelda.

And i've been brainstorming who is who.

So, If I've got this right, based off what i could figure out in panels where the compass appears.

Mainly this one

From directionless 2

White (Blue white?) - Wild

Green - Time

Blue - Captain

And now

Yellow - Sky

Let me know if you think it's different! :D

Moving on!

The detail in this is making me so excited, I'm wondering what it means when an arrow acts like this. Is it travelling towards the compass? It is exclusive to just Sky's point? Little thunderbolts spark from it.

Maybe im reading too far into this but the others dont do this, so Im definitely intrigued by this!

I love a full-body shot of anyone, and I love how Wild looks! The little poncho and the details with the scaring!

Now...

BIRB BIRB BIRB

MY BELOVED LOFTWINGS :DDDDDDD

Now I've not found any official names for the loftwings yet, I personally use Crimson and Luna. And will differ to these unless told otherwise. But if there are official names please please tell me! :D

Also is this the camera attachment? A zoom feature? I figure we are gonna see more of wilds ability as we go through but I'm thoroughly enjoying finding out what he can do!

This is the correct reaction when you see a GIANT BIRD flying at you at speed. The people of Wild's world have been through so much at this point the assumption of another monster first its absolutely fair.

HIM

THE BIRB

NDKJSAGNJKFDLSBGKJ;DAFD

When I tell you I had happy clappy hands at this panel I mean my phone fell to the floor with more than a thud.

There's a lot to unpack here, first the reigns with that little gold detailing from the clasp. The saddle? Is it a saddle for loftwings? The leather straps around Link's loftwings.

And Sky's design!

If you know me you know that SKSW is my fave game and that SS link if my fave in pretty much every AU that i encounter. This one is no exception

I'll go into detail later, when we have the detailed screenshots. But just look at my boy!

Also the goggles were a nice touch! It just makes sense for them to wear them, they fly so damn fast imagine the dust.

Captain is a fight first ask questions later, man is ready to go!

Crimson is out here getting half pages and he deserves every inch of space he gets. Such an extra boy and i love him. The details with the feathers flying from both of them too. I love it. I love them

Loftwings my beloved!

Shout out to Zelda for landing Luna not right in the way of everyone, Sky please. Your scaring the adults. The kids think it's cool and want a ride.

But the detailing on the feathers and the eyes even from this far is just incredible.

Crimson please, your scaring the adults. Im here for just the amount of people in lookout landing who sprung to its defense.

While wild is just up here chilling out, This is a totally normal Tuesday!

this reminds me of my chill cat and it makes me love Zelda's loftwing even more. Just a birb chilling.

And this reminds me of my other cat. Loud noises!

Are loftwings in this universe just giant cats? Two types, Chill and crazy.

The real mvp right here. He is ready to fight the big bird.

From a later panel, we can see that the one at the back here is Captain. This means he not only drew his sword he was straight-up ready to fight by this point. He is fast!

Sky my beloved, god I love his design so much.

Also captain's face, He's seen the green tunic and is like. Well, its another child to add to our collection better put the sword away before he does something.

Yes malon, yes they are! And they are wonderful! :D

Time looks worried, is Time afraid of birds? My understanding of oot is that he and the owl were friends?

My fave panel, the best boy with best birb.

Crimson totally knows this is a comic and breaks the forth wall to smile at the reader as well as the others in lookout landing. I love the details here. I love him so much.

He know's he is stunning and will flaunt it every opportunity he gets

Also Sky and Sun having matching sailcloths? I am in love. I love them both.

I'm gonna mention the feathers now too. I love the details of them having their loftwing feathers in their hair as like a head dress. That's such a cool idea i love it!

These two panels had me laughing I wont lie.

First off, Sun responds to Hylia. That is the face of someone who's heard their name. Second off, Flower is a mood. running out of bed with a sword, questions later style.

The detail on Zelda's loftwing too. Such a pretty creature. So well-behaved.

Also, Zelda(flower) asking captain what's happening and the link responds rather than one of her captains.

I really like captain, He's a chill guy. while Sky is just confused. Really cool of captain to be the one to introduce first, he seems to be the one who will be the main referral when it comes to authority. I assume he will be the one who introduces first for all of them.

Time for me to be excited about their designs.

Skyloftian goggles, I love it. It just makes so much sense.

I love Sun, Her dress, the way she's got an sailcloth wrapped around her shoulders like that, the way she's got loftwing feathers not only behind her ears but at the end of her longest braid too. I'm very excited to see more with her.

And Sky! where do i start without going on a twenty minute rampage about him. The way he's got his sailcloth around one shoulder like that. I assume to make it easier to use if he ever needs to use it to land. The loftwing feather hanging off his belt. (Which I notice Zelda doesn't have. Is this just a him thing?)

I can't get over the headdress with the loft wing feathers. Is that a skyloftian thing? Is it ceremonial? Is it because they wanted matching headgear?

I want to know more about Skyloftians in this universe.

Also totally not Sky being an absolute cinnamon roll. Beloved. I love him.

Time and Malon are an absolute mood. time just existing in a state of confusion. And Malon being excited about loftwings. Me too malon, Me too! Let Malon ride one of the loft wings as soon as possible.

Captain behaving like a dad already. Gives me 'Where is the wild child' vibes. Which is funny, cause Wild is older than him.

Oh and I will mention the scars on Sky's face, I love the scars that they all have. It's all so detailed. Sky's lightning, Captain's burns. And the two cuts on his face.

The fact that this is an expression at all, let alone one that the rest of them are not going to understand cause you know, No remlits on the surface. Poor cinnamon roll man is confused.

Again chill dude with all the friends, i love Captain so much. He's just here to help you out.

Oh man, I enjoyed this update, this was good. I love Sky he is wonderful.

Im sure she can and im very excited to see what's next!

thanks for listening to me ramble for so long. I'm gonna get something to eat and you should too.

See you later! :D

[harrietbarnesblog]

Call it what you want

Series Masterlist

Chapter 5: went home and tried to stalk you on the internet

It's been two days since you left New jersey. You were back in Seoul. You tried to hide from the public and avoided going out much. You invited Rachel over yesterday and spilled the tea about what happened at VMAs.

Gnabnahc started following you. You saw the notification float on top of your phone screen. You kinda started to freak out. You walked around your room deciding whether you should follow back or not.

30 minutes later you started to follow him back.

You stalked his insta completely. You admired how he looked in each and every post he posted.

*Chan's pov*

I found her insta id the same night I met her. I’ve heard the rumours about her and I think all of them are bullshit. I pretended i didnt know her name when I introduced herself to me. I didn’t want her to think of me as a stalker or a creep. Wait, I'm kinda a stalker right now considering how many times I've scrolled through her highlights and posts on insta.

I waited three whole days until I followed her on instagram. Exactly 31 minutes later she started to follow me back.

“Bro why did you start to follow y/n on insta?” Changbin asked me who was sitting beside me on the couch.

“I- how do you know that?”

“Some fanpage just updated that. Is something going on between you two? I saw you guys ogling each other at the VMAs.”

“Nothing is going on. I'm going to sleep now.” I said, trying to avoid his upcoming questions.

“Do..”

“Goodnight, binnie.”

He laughed at my actions.

“Goodnight Chan.”

[akirathief]

Y'all i got a buck wild story from yesterday

So for a while now, two weeks maybe, my spouse and i have been seeing this cat walking around the apartment complex we live at. mind you, i live in central texas, and currently temperatures are reaching up to the low 90s (fahrenheit), so it's already immediately alarming to us that we're just seeing this cat in the middle of this heat

the first time we see her, we both agree that if the next time we find her the vet's still open we'll see if we can get her scanned for a chip (at the time, it was evening, well past closing for the vet that's within walking distance of our apartment). several days go by and i swear we keep seeing this cat EVERYWHERE, but never when the vet is open.

this cat is like. pretty chill, too? she is super friendly around strangers, not afraid to get up and rub against people's legs, my partner once caught her playing with some kids the other day too. she's a bit skittish, but super affectionate. interestingly enough, this cat has a collar, so like. she's gotta be someone's cat, right??

fast forward to yesterday. my wife (gn) was walking our dog and comes across the cat again. they come back upstairs, tells me that they saw this cat, and tells me that they just found out there's an emergency vet clinic not that far from us. so i IMMEDIATELY grab my stuff and a cat carrier and am following them downstairs to find this cat. i have to get to the bottom of this. this cat is super friendly and still has a collar on. WHOSE CAT IS THIS?? AND WHY IS SHE JUST WANDERING AROUND ALL ALONE FOR THIS LONG?

turns out the cat is alright with being picked up. we take her to the vet and get her scanned, and they get us into a separate room so that the lil kitty doesn't get overwhelmed by the other animals around. she's chipped! so we're waiting for a while to hear back from the vets if they're able to get in contact with the owners.

during this time. this cat is comfortable enough to sit in my lap.

it takes like 30 minutes to hear anything back from the vet but eventually they come back into the room to talk to us. apparently, there were three phone numbers, an address, and an email registered under the chip. the address is thirteen minutes away from where we live. did they move?? and just forget to update the info???

the vets can't give us the owner's info for legal reasons, but have tried multiple times to call the three phone numbers. two of them are dead, the last one hasn't picked up after several attempts. after deciding to leave a message instead, the vet tells us that they're also going to try to email the owners, but can't keep the cat under custody. until they get a response from the owners, our only options are to either take this beautiful baby to the shelter or to take her home and keep her safe until the owners respond. all the shelters in our area are already at maximum capacity and won't be able to take any new animals

so uh. guess who's watching after a cat for an indefinite amount of time?

turns out her name (according to the chip) is Luna, and she's about 4 yeas old. Luna has warmed up to me INCREDIBLY quickly despite everything i've put her through in the past 24 hours, but she is very sweet and cuddly

I'm currently keeping her in my room to separate her from the dog and she has her own lil space in the closet, but she's been very curious about everything around her. so far her favorite spot is on the window sill.

today, after i got home from work, she peeked out of her hiding spot and immediately did this

i'm losing my fucking mind y'all. what the fuck. this cat just SHOWED UP ONE DAY and two weeks later is asking me to hold her like a baby while purring up a storm. i'm in TEARS.

[kissthesun-gvf]

Hurting for You: part 2

INTRO: It is here!! to be brutally honest I've been writing this as a way to distract myself from the impending doom of my finals, but that's besides the point. I wasn't sure of what I wanted to include in this, so it's a few bits and pieces (hopefully the time jumps aren't awkward?) I have a couple little stories in the works right now, but nothing feels perfect yet. If you have any suggestions on what to write, I'd love to hear them!

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Once Jake’s presence had gotten Josh to sleep, you tiptoed your way over to the chair across the room and opened your computer, doing your best to limit the light. Typing as quietly as you could, you did your research on doctors in the area that would be able to stifle the pain shooting through your chest by helping Josh, and who could do it the fastest. You soon found yourself in a sinkhole of information, and just as you clicked on a promising private office, Jake stirred in the bed across from you and slowly got out of bed, trying his best not to wake Josh. “You know, you should really try to get some rest too,” he whispered, leaning on the arm of the chair you were in. “I know, but I think I found a doctor who might be able to see Josh tomorrow…” you paused, glancing at the timestamp in the corner of your computer. “Or today, I guess.” “Send the link to our tour manager, she can take care of that. I’ll be up in a couple hours to go get Mom from the airport. You just lay down and rest, darlin’. I know you’re exhausted too.” And you couldn’t tell him he was wrong. You had been along with the guys on tour for about a week and the events of the night had caused everything to catch up with you. Still, sleep had been the last thing on your mind until Jake took your laptop out of your hand. You stood up only to realize you were still in your clothes from the show. Having the same thought, Jake rustled through the suitcase on the floor and tossed one of Josh’s t-shirts at you. “You better be asleep when I get up, but I’ll text you with updates, okay?” Truly, Jake was exactly the energy you needed right now. Although your relationship with him was obviously not the same thing as you had with Josh, his twin had a special place in your heart. He was a brother and a friend in one, and right now he was giving you all the peace you didn’t have. “Thank you, Jake. So much.” “Of course,” he half-smiled, “whatever it takes to get him better.” He glanced at Josh before returning to lay beside him, you making your way to his other side not long after.

Too few hours later, you woke up to the buzzing of your phone, and a picture of Jake filling your screen that he hated, but you thought was just bad enough to be funny. You answered in a whisper, hoping to let Josh sleep as long as possible. “Hey, what’s up?” You wrapped your other arm around yourself, the cold hitting you, and made your way to the bathroom. “I’m waiting for mom and the airport right now, so we should be back in like 30 minutes. And good news, we got Josh an appointment with that doctor this afternoon. It’s at 3, so he still has some time to sleep.” You were so thankful for Jake in this moment; all the anxiety and fear he was feeling had been channeled into productivity. “Thank you so much, Jakey.” “Of course. He still sleeping?” he asked, a tinge of concern in his tone. “Yeah, surprisingly. You really helped him last night, Jake.” “Yeah,” he laughed. “We haven’t done that in a lot of years, it was smart thinking on your part.” “I have my moments, I suppose…” You jokingly mocked a phrase he used often in interviews, which always made you laugh. “Hey hey hey, I’m the one that convinced you to get to bed last night, remember? Don’t be making fun of me now.” “You’re right-” Jake cut you off before you could continue. “Oh I see Mom now. We’ll be back soon, I’ll text you when we’re at the hotel.” “Okay hun, see you soon.” 

You hung up the phone before creaking the bathroom door open, planning on returning to bed, but instead you were surprised to see Josh awake and sitting up in bed. “Hey you, how’re you feeling?” You sat cross-legged on the bed in front of him and took his hands in yours. He stopped himself before speaking, remembering the discomfort that came with it. “Dizzy still?” He nodded, moving his head ever so slightly. “Let’s relax for a while, baby. We have time.” You sat up against the headboard and Josh leaned back into you, his back against your chest. You slid your arms around his waist and rested them on his stomach, feeling the rise and fall of his breathing. “We got you an appointment with a doctor in the city, but not until later. So you’ll have some time to rest and work your way up to going out,” you filled him in, and slowly felt him relax into you. “Depending on how that goes, we’ll see what we’re doing from there. Right now we’re just focussed on getting you feeling better.” He inhaled deeply in response, still fighting the urge to speak. You were sure his mind had already gone to the idea of having to cancel shows, but that would come later. His breath hitched and he jolted against you. “It probably is time for more meds, Josh.” He sat up and turned to you, shaking his head. “I know you don’t love the idea, but they helped enough to get you to sleep last night, didn’t they?” You slid out from behind him and grabbed the bottle of extra strength Tylenol from your bag. As you handed it to him you saw a text from Jake. Let us in? Your stomach flipped as you had nearly forgotten that Josh didn’t know about this part of the plan. “Hey, I thought of something last night that might make this a little easier for you,” you told Josh, and his eyebrow raised. You walked across the room and opened the door to Jake and Karen, who were still out of Josh’s view. You lifted a finger to your mouth to quiet them, and Karen looked confused. “The sound is hurting for him, so maybe tone down the reaction a little.” She nodded and pulled you in for a hug. “Thank you for taking care of him, dear,” she whispered in your ear before heading over to her oldest. You stayed at the door to talk with Jake before following her. “I filled her in on the way here, but she insisted on seeing him, of course.” “Lucky for her he’s awake now.” “Oh perfect,” Jake stepped into the room, just as anxious to see his brother. You stepped back inside and Josh looked up at you, his face with the closest thing to a smile you had seen since last night. He reached out for your hand and squeezed it, tears brimming his eyes. “Are those happy tears or hurting tears?” You asked him, stepping closer. “Happy,” he croaked out. “Hey, that’s improvement!” Jake smiled, sitting down on Josh’s vacant side. You spent the next few hours just sitting in the room with the twins and Karen, Josh sleeping a little before you had to head to the doctor. The pit in your stomach wouldn’t settle, but you tried your best not to show it for Josh’s sake.

“I’d recommend canceling shows for at least the next week, but you’ll likely need more time. If you get back to things before you’re fully healed, you’ll be setting the process back each time.” You had been repeating the doctor’s advice in your head since she said them, and you knew Josh had been too. She had left the room, telling Josh that he was free to leave whenever he was ready. But instead you both sat in the exam room in silence. It had been nearly five minutes when you moved to stand in front of him while he sat on the exam table. You wiped the tears off of his face, leaving your hands to hold his face gently. He had yet to look up at you. “We don’t need to make any decisions right now, but let’s go back to the hotel, okay?” He sighed and stood up, still not saying anything.

It was a quiet drive back to the hotel, and by the time you reached the room you had unopened texts from each of the brothers and Karen. Josh went right back into bed, and you sat on the edge next to him, rubbing his back as he faced away from you on his side. You watched his shoulders move as he cried, completely overwhelmed with the news. “Josh…” you whispered, unsure of what to say. He sat up and faced you, eyes filled with sadness and fear. “What do I do? What do I tell the guys? The fans, they-” You cut him off and brought him in for a hug. He buried his head in your neck as you spoke softly, doing your best to calm him. “I’ll take care of everything, Josh. I can tell the guys if you want, but you know they’ll understand. Everyone’s first priority is your healing, the fans’ too. I can talk to your manager about postponing shows, and we’ll make a post to explain what’s going on.” “But we’ve already canceled so many shows…” he mumbled. “And all of that was out of your control, love. They know that.” You kissed the top of his head, the mop of messy curls tickling your face. “We’ll get you through this, baby. Right now you rest, and I’ll get things handled.” He sat up and leaned his forehead against yours. “What can I do right now, J?” His breath caught in his throat as he thought about how gentle and loving you had been to him these last few days. “You um… you can tell the guys. I think I just want to lay here for a while.” “You want me to text your mom to come meet you?” He nodded and carefully pressed his lips against yours. “I’ll go handle the boys and the details, you just take your time baby. Anything else you need?” His eyes met yours and he blinked, letting a tear fall. “I wanna go home…” This was the most broken you had ever heard his voice, not even taking the same morose tone on those late night calls when he missed you. “Of course, sweetheart. I’ll get it all figured out.” He laid back into the pillows and you kissed his forehead before shooting a text to Karen. As soon as she came in you went to tell the guys, and nothing sounded less appealing at the moment.

You met them all in the room Danny and Sam were sharing, everyone anxiously sitting around when you walked in. “So… good news or bad?” Danny asked. “It’s gotta be bad if you’re telling us instead of him, right?” Sam added. You slumped down on the edge of the bed next to Jake, who put his arm around you. You rested your head on his shoulder for a moment before you started explaining. “He did burst his eardrum. Doctor said it’ll heal on its own, but he’s out of touring for at least a week. They referred us to a doctor in Nashville who can check in on things then.” Your words hung in the air while everyone thought of the right thing to say. “How’s he doing?” Sam asked quietly. “Physically, better than he was. He got some antibiotics to prevent infection and something for the pain and dizziness, which should help him sleep. But emotionally…” you couldn’t finish the sentence without sobbing, so you stopped there. You felt Jake’s body tense next to you at the thought. When one twin hurt, the other did. “He wants to go home, so I’m trying to get us a flight. I need to work out telling the team and we’ll have to tell the fans the next couple shows are canceled, and-” You stopped and brought your hand up to cover your mouth, hoping to stop a sob. Jake held you closer and Sam crossed the room to kneel in front of you. We can help take care of things. I can look for flights and Daniel can talk to people about the tour side of things. You’re not doing this alone, bee.” You grinned at the nickname the boys had thought up for you after the first time you joined them on tour; according to them you were always buzzing around, caught up in the hustle and bustle of life on the road. Josh admired it, he said it reminded him of what a gift touring was. You turned to face Jake, who was staring off into space. “Jake,” you tried to snap him back into it to no avail, so you squeezed his arm a little to get his attention. “Why don’t you go see him?” You handed him your room key. “Yeah,” he wiped his hand across his mouth, pulling himself together. “We’ll go get things handled” Danny added, “Why don’t you stay here and relax a little? I know this has been stressful for you too.” He was right; you had barely slept the night before, you hadn’t showered since before the show, and you had barely eaten. “You’re right, I should shower… and eat.” “You’re right, you should,” Sammy added. You go shower and I’ll order you some room service so you can eat when you’re done. Then we’ll see where to go from there.” You were thankful that just as you had fallen apart, the boys had pulled things together. You’d be lost without them. Jake left to go see Josh and Karen, Sam behind him to go meet with their manager at the coffee shop down the block. Daniel starting to leave made your stomach drop. “Danny, wait,” you stopped him. “I’d kinda rather not be alone right now…” He turned back to you. “Okay bee, I’ll stay right here.” He sat down on his bed and pulled out his computer. “I’ll check around for flights while you shower. Take your time, okay?” 

You spent a while letting the hot water hit you, closing your eyes and letting a few tears out before you were reminded of how hungry you were. You stepped back out into the room in one of Danny’s tshirts and the jeans you had found in your suitcase before leaving for the doctor’s. “Hey you, food’s here and I found a flight for tomorrow morning. Jake said Josh asked for Karen to come back with you, so there’s three tickets. The boys and I don’t know what our plans are yet, but you don’t need to worry about that. “You’re the best Daniel, truly,” you told him through the bites of french fries you were taking. “Hey, I do what I can considering all the shit you’ve done for the four of us,” he laughed.

The rest of the day was spent lounging around the hotel and spending time together, now that Josh was feeling slightly better. You could still tell he was hurting; when he turned his head too far or opened his mouth widely, but he was more himself than he was 24 hours ago. The boys’ tour manager had posted on the band’s instagram account, but you were trying your best not to let him think about it. He was obviously devastated that it had to be done, but a long talk with his family helped to convince him that it was the best thing to do. Before you knew it you were heading off to the airport, through the regular hustle and bustle of flying, and then driving back to the Nashville home you and Josh shared.

Karen had offered to run to the pharmacy to get a couple things Josh’s doctor had suggested, so it was just the two of you walking through the door to the familiar sights and smells of your home. You dropped your bags at the door, Josh leaning against the kitchen counter. You walked up behind him and massaged his hips, giving him a moment to collect his thoughts. “Hey,” you prompted, but he didn’t turn around. “I know this isn’t ideal, but we’ll get through it.” You nearly stopped yourself from saying ‘we’. This was harder for Josh than anyone else. He leaned down further, resting his bad ear against the cool countertop. Deciding it was better to support him without words, you rubbed his back. After a moment his tears started up again. “Sweet boy…” was all you could bring yourself to whisper. There weren’t many things you could think to say right now that could truly make him feel better, or that he hadn’t already been told. You gave him his time to feel and waited for him to take a deep breath and stand up. “What do you need right now, love?” You tried, wanting to let him decide. He just sighed and shook his head, so you took the lead instead. “Shower?” “It’s loud, and I can’t get water in there” “Bath?” He nodded at the idea, and you pressed a kiss to his forehead before going to set up the bathroom for him to relax.

While he took some time to unwind, you unpacked your bags and attempted to make dinner, quickly realizing that you had left no food in the house before leaving to meet the tour. Karen was more than happy to run to the grocery for you, so you settled on making Josh a cup of his favorite tea. You returned to your bedroom to find him standing on his side of the bed. Tears brimmed in his eyes again when you entered the room, greeting him softly with a smile. He glanced up at you and sighed before he began to cry again. You loved how in touch he was with his emotions, how he was never afraid to cry or make it clear to you how he was feeling. Right now, though, you were spending much more time than usual deciphering whether or not he was crying out of pain, disappointment, or just being overwhelmed. “Josh, I’m so sorry.” You set the cup of tea down on your bedside table and crawled across the bed, kneeling to match his height. “I can’t begin to understand how frustrating this is for you, but please know that I’m here for you, whatever you need. “I know, love. You’ve shown me that already, you’ve been perfect. You haven’t had to be this good to me,” he half-whispered, knowing how you would respond. “I know I don’t have to, but I want to.” You reached up again to hold his face in your hands. “In sickness and in health, Joshua.” The corner of his mouth snuck up into a smile and you wiped a tear that had made its way down his face.

[supergeekie]

Starting My Journey

Happy Lunar New Year, Everyone!!

For those who don’t follow my twitter, I’ve been trying to better my health and I’ve found the best way to do that is to try and get the biggest support system I can and be HONEST with them.

So today, I’m going to start a weekly update on some things I’m doing and welcome any feedback and advice and hopefully we can all progress together!  I’m doing this on tumblr because it’s easier to ramble here... don’t judge me.

So welcome to my first Self-Care Sunday!

So today I am 9% to my goal which is not much but every little helps.  And today I want to talk about something important.

Meditation

Now while I am trying to improve my physical health, spiritual and mental health is a huge part of that.  So I actually make a point to mediate twice a day.  But honestly, even once or twice a week can be enough to make a huge impact on your mental state.

Now I’ve been meditating since I was in high school so it comes naturally to me but there are a lot of resources out there if you’re just getting started.  Some are free... some not so much.  Find what works for you!  And if you’re of the religious persuasion, there are many ways of connecting to the spiritual in any faith.  Morning and evening prayers, centering prayers, liturgical music... whatever you need to get in touch with the spiritual.  And if you’re atheist?  ...Sorry, can’t help you.

In my case, I actually start the day meditating.  Some people jump out of bed in the morning saying “Thank God for another glorious day!!”  But me?  I usually want to lie in bed saying “Lord, give me the strength to get through another day.”  And so I both ask for that strength and give myself that strength too.  I need a moment to adjust to being alive again, so I make it a point to hit the snooze button every morning.  And in that 3-9 minutes I just take a moment to breathe.  Just be aware of my body and my surroundings.  I try not to think about what I have to do that day quite yet (despite my hungry cats) and I just focus on being.  Now you may ask “But how do you keep yourself from falling asleep again?”  Well uh... OK, I do fall back asleep more often that I would like to admit.  But that’s OK, likely my mind and body needed that little extra rest.  I just have to be sure I’m ready to face the day when the alarm goes off a second time.

The second time I meditate is right before I go to bed.  This is a much longer mediation, usually around 30 minutes.  I have a few methods I like to use for this.  There are many videos out there for meditation.  Either walking you through one or just soothing sights and sounds to help calm you.  In my case I don’t use those for a few reasons.  As someone who has done this a long time, the instructional voice is more distracting than helpful.  And the videos cast light into my room which is what I’m trying to avoid.  I turn down the lights an hour before meditating.  I also make a point of turning off my computer and TV at this point but I will admit it’s harder to let go of my phone... but I do attempt to look at the screen more sparingly.  So instead I just listen to calming music (although white noise is just as valid).  I either listen to a half hour playlist or turn on the iheartradio app and put on the half hour sleep timer (the drawback of this is the adds but if you’re able to pay for add free it might work for you).  As you can imagine, I do this as I attempt to fall asleep.  The timer is critical but I’ll go over that later.  First, what’s important is the mental state going in.  I begin to meditate on the day.  Not everything I did wrong, but everything I did right.  Some days may seem like a failure but the best way to improve is not focus on what you got wrong but on what went well and vowing to repeat such patterns going forward.  Even if all you did was get out of bed, brush your teeth, wash your face... whatever successes you had, focus on them.  As for the limit to the music, as I mentioned I do this meditation to more easily fall asleep.  If the music ends and I’m still awake enough to be aware of it, it means I’m having insomnia and I need to restart.  I’ll go into more detail how I do this some other week.

I think that’s about it.  Let me know if you guys have any questions, tips, or ideas and I’ll see you in the coming weeks!

[emptylittlebug]

July 14, 2024

Went to the fair again today instead of going later this week because I found out today was the last day for it. It was only a 3 day thing. Got a lot of steps in :) and got sun burnt lol

I ate wayyy too much today. I forgot to take my Adderall and being on my period I just want to eat everythinggg. Ugh. Metab day?

I’ll be back on track tomorrow.

Supposed to go camping this weekend with my mom. I’m Really hoping it rains it out. It looks like it’s going to. I hate camping. But then again I love exploring and hiking. So idk.

I have such a busy week this week. Tomorrow after work I have to go back to my mom’s (2 hours away) because Tuesday my daughter has a dentist appointment up there. Back home Tuesday night. Thursday morning I have an eye doctor appointment at 8am, then my middle son has a psychiatrist appointment at 1:20, then my oldest son has a doctor appointment at 2:30pm. Then Thursday night I have to go back to my mom’s because my youngest son has a doctor appointment Friday morning at 9am up there. Then gotta drive back down here to drop my boys off with their dad and then drive back up to my mom’s to drop my daughter off with her dad (like 5 minutes away from my moms). Then if it doesn’t rain, drive another 2 hours to get to the camp place. All that while I’m also working 8-4:30 every day (I work from home so that helps). Monday and Wednesdays I have a meeting at 4pm but other than that they just let me do my work in peace lol. I love my job. I can just take my laptop with me to the appointments and work off my phone hotspot.

I don’t think I’ve ever had a week as busy as this tbh. I’m dreading it. Just HAS to also be period week when I’m super tired and feel like shit 😅

Im sure none of yall give a single shit about my personal life updates lmao. Sorry!

Here ya go:

[marcholasmoth]

OSRR: 3598

today i actually didn't wake up on time. i slept for another ten minutes past my first alarm, but then i got up, so i was still within my timeframe of "on time."

when i got to work there was no leo! i was surprised! but it was nice to see evan since i haven't seen him in a hot minute. his hair is growing out, it looks nice. he has beautiful brown curly hair, kind of like my bestie willow's!

the day was quiet at first - i was by myself until 7 when sarah got in, and then it was a little better, and the! adam came in at 8 and we chatted a bit, and then it was quiet for a while until just about 12:30 when some dingbat teenager thought it'd be a good idea to draw a gun on someone, shoot them, and then run away while still wearing his cap and gown.

damn.

anyway, that was all the excitement we got. later on the day when sophia and i were together we got an email about the numbers in our desk phones. they're redoing the directory and making them the same - thank GOD - so they need to make sure we have updated lists of people and updated phone numbers so we don't mistakenly call someone who hasn't worked for biogen in three years. so sophia did most of that while i watched stuff and found other numbers to go along with the list, which she finalized and sent back.

i like working with sophia. she's smart and sassy and competent and i love that.

and then a little after six leo came in, and he gave me the BIGGEST smile i have EVER seen cross his beautiful face. he spent a few days in the middle of nowhere with his family and he told me about the trip and how wonderful it was. his joy is everything to me. yes i worry about him, but when a beautiful man with a beautiful smile shines its megawatt brightness at you, the sun goes out and you don't care. you just care about what put that blinding expression there and you find out how to keep it there.

the same thing happens with joel. his genuine smile and laughter brings me such warmth and comfort that i wanna do everything i can to keep it there forever. i know it's not possible to always have it there, but i'll do my level fuckin best to make reasons for it to be there and NOT make reasons for it to go away.

also i want to add that i think happened with my crush on jey and how my brain just immediately flipped to leo.

none of my business below. which is objectively funny because i'm a nosy-ass bitch.

i first had feelings for leo. he was the first one i got a crush on. and then i learned he had a girlfriend! it took me a while to kind of overcome that, but at the same time i started getting a crush on jey. and then when i learned leo's girlfriend broke up with him, my feelings practically switched immediately. my crush on jey had been waning since i hadn't seen him in a while, and seeing leo all the time is very good for my heart, so it just figured out that jey was my focus because i knew leo was taken. and now that he's not, the stupid workplace pining is back and while i hate it, it's also very comforting and exciting because having crushes is fun!!

anyway, after all of that, i got dinner at panera where they gave me my sandwich wrapped in two and gave me not one but TWO PICKLES, and i tried a new salad, and i stopped for ice cream before stopping for gas and coming home.

i got to say hello to some of joel's friends before heading inside to come down to bed, and while i was out there saying hello i got to cuddle into joel's side and hold his hand.

i know saying that multiple things are "everything" logically makes no sense, but in the moment where something happens, that one thing becomes everything. it envelops all of you and consumes you so wholly that it changes you imperceptibly, or very perceptibly. getting time to be calm and gentle with joel is everything to me as much as his laugh and leo's smile and laugh are. god, they're both so beautiful and so precious to me. i wonder if leo would ever consider dating me while i am also with joel. not everyone is cool with polyamory, i know, but a girl can hope, right?

also i was thinking on my way home that leo would really like joel, but joel would initially think leo was too anxious before deciding he was chill. they have so many of the same interests and everything and i thought at first i started liking leo because of how much like joel he is. while that logic is sound, leo's unique traits also pull me to him. his perspectives and his experiences and his points of view are so interesting to me and he is so influenced by all of those things and they are so different from joel and it's wild.

okay it's 11pm i gotta go sleep.

[raginginsomniac]

adhd is rough. i wanted to start partially moving to other sites, so i started making a carrd to put all my links on, and then while i was doing that i opened my tumblr to get the link to it.

i saw my blog theme (bright pink) looked absolutely atrocious on desktop and changed it, then started making other visual changes. i looked through my phone for a photo for an updated header image and found one - but i needed to edit it.

i went downstairs to use my tablet for image editing and decided to put on a show in the background. i spent like 30 minutes adding stuff to my hulu list. eventually i opened hbo (not calling it max, sorry warner bros) and settled on the movie birds of prey. i got so wrapped up in the movie i stopped working on the image.

hours later i realize i never saved the carrd. i have also not finished editing the image for my tumblr blog header. i did finish birds of prey though (better than i expected, 8/10) and i went down a wikipedia rabbit hole looking up the film creators.

what was the point of this post again?

[steampaul]

i've started a little series of weekly posts documenting every MoC i made (digitally) over the last few years:

Week 7: the rest of 2020

ideas contests, my new room, the return of the robot dog, some wishful thinking and some new emissive materials

LEGO Ideas had an activity where you took photos of minifigures interacting with real life objects. this was the photo i took. i like it a lot and used it for a very long time as my background for my phone because i was so proud of it.

i reorganized my room and decided to update the MoC i made of it. once again, posting this on reddit resulted in a lot of comments regarding the small size of my room. :/

is it obvious that i was obsessed with boston dynamic's spot and adam savage for a hot minute? i hope these costumes inspired by some of the casings adam savage made for his borrowed spot are the last we'll see...

LEGO Ideas also had a contest about music and music videos. my entry was the MMX by Martin Molin aka Wintergatan, a music playing machine that was supposed to be an updated version of the Marble Machine, a machine he built by himself back in 2016, that was actually engineered and not basically improvised. he didn't finish it and is currently starting a similar project from scratch.

i actually made that MoC of of the original Marble machine back in 2017 (i think), when i first saw the video, but the file is just.... gone. the only reason i even remembered this MoC is because i recently found the contest entry on my Ideas profile when i was looking something up. (the same goes for the activity entry i posted further up). I also had to take the image i uploaded to Ideas for this entry, because the render is also just.... gone.

season 2 of the mandalorian had recently released and there where some rumores floating around that we would be getting a set based on episode 1 (later revealed to be 75299 - trouble on tatooine)

some wishful thinking the lead me to making this MoC, something actually based on an interesting scene instead of just a bad built of a Ghorfa tent.

Stud.io made a new addition to their rendering allowing actual emissive materials intead of the kinda hacky thing i've been using with that orange material i had been using that far. this is just a build where i tested them (and how the eyesight renderer handled them).

also, yes, this would be out of chronological order because i've been using those new emissive materials in the hover cars from last week. but a limit of 30 images means i have to kind of choose what to put where and i mostly put them in an order that feels right.

anyway, next week is going to be 2021, my last productive year.

first week last week next week