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xpeachesncream · 4 years

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summary: the biggest goal of a grad student is to get through school in one piece - no petty drama involved, no sweating over the little things. however, that plan almost always never follows through. sometimes, you can’t help but fall into the most unthinkable, unexpected traps and learn the hard way. like, exhibit a: being unable to resist your engaged, substitute teacher, kim seokjin.

pairing: jungkook x reader x engaged!teacher!seokjin

genre: grad school au, student life au | fluff, angst, smut

words: 4.7k

warnings: unprotected sex, begging, rough sex, doggy style, hair pulling, very slight dirty talk, slight hints of jealousy, very brief moment of spit play, oral (f. receiving), breast play, cum eating, fingering, multiple orgasms, marking/hickeys, cussing/mature language, angst, cuddling/after care, mentions of car accident/death, insecurities, unanswered questions, dont really know wtf this is or where it’s going, love triangle mess

tags: @laurynne5 @yiyi4657 @miinoongi @teamtardis-notdead @bluesharksandfish @photographic-girl @yonkoghan @moonchild1 (pls msg me if you would like to be added to the taglist!)

The Uber ride is silent, and part of you started to question whether or not you should continue. But, before you could really talk some sense into yourself, you had arrived at Jin's house.

You remember him dropping his address into your text thread after Chance's death anniversary, in case you ever needed anything. For which specific reasons, you had no idea what. Maybe for times like these? You were beginning to think this is what he planned all along.

As you slowly walked up to the front of his perfect family sized home up in Orinda, you felt a little weird seeing his car and what you assume is Grace's car. You also remember him briefly saying Grace would be in New York, but you double check your receipts just to make sure [on some serious hoe shit]. If anything, you could just make up some weird, bullshit excuse and run away, right? Pull the drunk student card. Hopefully, you wouldn't have to.

You ring the doorbell once and stand there awkwardly. You didn't hear any movement in the house, although the lights were on, so you hit the doorbell once more, the cold settling into your skin as the minutes go by. This was the moment you started to really question your decision. Like what the fuck, Y/N? What are we—

Lo and behold, Jin answers the door. He looks like he had just hopped out the shower since he showed up in sweats, a white longsleeve and damp hair.

"Sorry, I just hopped out the shower." He steps aside to let you in, almost like he already expected you to show up.

"It's alright." You fiddle with your fingers.

"It's freezing, are you cold? Do you want a sweater?" You look down at your leggings and the thin sweater you grabbed.

"I'm good, thanks." You say softly as you follow him deeper into the house. It's quiet for the most part, and you feel incredibly awkward walking behind him like a lost child. He stops in his kitchen, pouring himself a glass of water.

"Water? Or anything to drink? Eat, even? I might have something I could whip up for you really quickly." You chuckle.

"No, don't worry."

"Soooo, wanna tell me what you're doing here Y/N?" He chuckles at you.

"Don't flatter yourself, Jin."

"Can't help it since Jungkook doesn't seem to live here." He smirks, his hands now dug deep into the pockets of his sweats. You can't help but marvel at the sight of his long, veiny arms and the way his collarbone is poking out from his longsleeve. Oh, the thought of his hands wrapping around your neck.

"Ha-ha, very funny." You say sarcastically, crossing your arms.

"Just going along with your game." He's now closer and towering over you, subtly biting his bottom lip as he looks down at you. "You have fun with my stepbrother tonight?"

"And if I did?" At this point, your knees are buckling and you're about ready to pounce on this man with the way he's been acting.

"So then let me ask again - what are you doing here, Y/N?" His voice slightly deepened as his finger rose your chin for you to look him in the eye.

"Why ask when you know?"

"Cause I wanna hear it."

"You really wanna hear why?" You say, almost at a whisper.

"Yeah, I do." He edges his face closer to yours, the lust very apparent and strong as hell between the both of you. "Or you can show me." You suddenly can no longer hold yourself off, forgetting the events that played out until this moment. You instantly throw your bag aside and jump onto him, kissing him as he wraps his arms tightly around you to hold you up. He doesn't break the kiss as he's making his way up to the bedroom.

He gently lays you on the bed, taking off his shirt before aiding you with yours. You bite your bottom lip as you gush at the sight of his upper body, your panties feeling more soaked by the minute. You wanted every bit of him, and you were ready to get filthy, fulfilling every need Grace couldn't. He snatches your leggings off, tossing them across the room. His large hands are feeling down your entire body as he deeply kisses you. His lips move down to your jaw, then down to your neck, his tongue swiping across your skin before nipping and sucking on the surface to leave his mark. You let out a moan while your hands are in his hair.

"Fuck me, Jin. Pleeeease." You mewl as he's sucking on each breast, his tongue toying with your nipples before gently sucking and nibbling on them. He makes his way down your stomach and to your inner thighs, his long fingers hooking onto your panties and shoving them aside.

"God, Y/N. You have no idea how bad I've been wanting to fuck you." He says lowly before he lowers his mouth onto your wet pussy. He instantly swipes his tongue down your folds, sucking all the wetness that leaks out. You let out a breathy moan when the sensation hits you, sending chills and goosebumps down your body. He inserts two digits, biting his lip at the sound your pussy makes every time he curves upwards and picks up the pace.

"Ohhhhh my god." You moan as you slightly arch your back and palm your breasts, toying with your own nipples as he continues to finger you and suck on your clit like no tomorrow. "Mmmmmm, fuck!" You almost yell as one hand is gripping the sheets, trying your hardest to hold on for as long as you could, but this man was really about to make you cum right at this moment.

And so he does. He makes you cum so fucking hard your body needs to be held down from how bad you're trembling. All you want is more, and he knows you want more. He pulls you to the edge of the bed, ready to line himself up with your entrance but you take his cock in your hand and jerk him off for a bit. His cock is long, and the perfect thickness. His tip red and angry, pooling with pre-cum that your thumb is swirling around and playing with. Your free hand is grabbing his other hand and inserting the two digits he used to finger you into your mouth, sucking each digit slowly. He can't even fucking bear this sight right now, or else he'll probably blow his load right onto you. His eyes are rolling to the back of the head and all he can think about is fucking you so hard that the headboard almost breaks the wall.

He wanted you so fucking badly, and you were being the biggest, dirtiest tease.

You finally insert the tip into your entrance, gasping and smirking at how good it'll feel when he completely fills you up. He wastes no time pushing himself into you, completely bottoming out until he's thrusting into you harder than you imagined. Your body is moving upwards, titties shaking and bouncing from how hard he's going. One hand is gripping your thigh tightly as you wrap your legs around his torso, the other is around your neck.

"Jin! Fuck, you're gonna make me cum again." He groans, closing his eyes as he continues to thrust hard, going deep every time he pulls back, hitting your core with the sudden movement.

"You think my brother can make you feel this way?" He lets out breathily.

"N-no." You whine, tears streaming down your face at the overwhelming sensation.

"Seemed like you thought so earlier." He has this look in his eyes, the same look he had when he was hungry for you at the club. Except this time, it was ten fold more being he was in between your thighs, fucking you until he couldn't anymore. And honestly, this shit was boosting his ego because Jungkook had you wrapped around his finger all night and he hated it. Jungkook was a really good looking dude, who was good at a lot of things, and Jin couldn't help but feel a little competitive against his own sibling.

But here he was, getting you all to himself.

"N-no!" You beg. "Only you. Only you can make me feel this way. Please make me cum." He groans, his thumb now working circular motions onto your clit until you're letting your climax take over your entire body once again. You're so out of breath at this point, but Jin doesn't stop and instantly gets you on your fours. He swipes his hand down your pussy, making you suddenly jolt at the sensitivity. You feel his spit dribble down your folds, causing your breathing to hitch. It was obvious Jin was letting out this pent up sexual tension or whatever the hell it was, but you honestly couldn't care less. He could use you all he wanted, especially if he made you cum the way you did just these past two times.

At first, he was gripping your hips, holding onto you as he hammered into your pussy from the back. You started following his movements with his, making him pause just to feel you move along his cock. He gives your ass cheek a good smack, causing you to yelp at the heat pooling at the spot. He grips your ass, spreading it just enough to continue burying himself deeper into your core.

"Just like that." You moan. "Hohhhhhgod, just like that!" You're almost crying. He grabs a hold of your hair, tugging it back so that he can see your face.

"Let me see you play with yourself." He spits out. You reach down for your clit, your hands rubbing in circles as he continues to fuck you and tug on your hair. You let out a loud moan, the headboard really damn near about to create a dent into the wall. "Yeah, that's it. You're fucking naughty." He says in your ear. You feel yourself spiraling for the third time tonight, and this third time has you weak, causing you to collapse down onto the bed as he continues to thrust into you and fill you up with his seed, his hand pressing your face down against the bed ever so slightly.

"Ohhhhggfuck!" You groan, twitching at the last minute aftershocks running through your body. The only sounds filling the room are you and Jin catching your breaths. He slowly slips out of you, grabbing a tissue on the nightstand to clean you up before cleaning himself up and throwing on his sweats and shirt.

"You okay?" He slightly chuckles, handing you one of his shirts to slip into. You weakly get into it, running your hands through your hair and fixing yourself up. Your panties and bra are still off to the side, along with the clothes you came in.

"You wanted to know why I was here, right?" He smiles, his cheeks tinted a rosy color.

"I'll get you some water, but is there anything else I can get you?" He asks, holding onto the door frame, fine as fuck doing the bare minimum. You shake your head and he disappears out of the room.

You can't believe this happened. So much for keeping distance. But did you regret it? Honestly -absolutely not.

Jin comes back with two glasses of water and sets yours on the nightstand next to you, which also has a picture of him and Grace. Ironic. He sits right next to you on the edge of the bed, watching as you yawn before sipping some water.

"Tired?"

"Yeah, it's been a really long night."

"Tell me about it, Miss 'I'm trying to keep my distance from you.'" You shake your head.

"Yeah yeah, keep it up. It's exactly what I want." You sarcastically joked.

"I'm kidding." He places a hand on your covered leg and gently gives it a squeeze. "For the record, I'm happy you swung by."

"I am too, but I should probably make my way home soon."

"What? No, stay. It's late. Plus, you're tired."

"A-are you sure? I-I mean, I don't wanna--" He shakes his head to cut you off.

"I honestly would really like you to. Besides, I don't know why you expected me to let you go back home this late." It was weird. You honestly thought he'd fuck you then send your ass home, but here you were, cuddling into his sheets and getting warm. But this was Jin - the same guy who didn't go home until you had a chance to spill out your feelings and made sure you were okay. The exhaustion hits you, being that it's 3-4am or something like that, you don't even care to know.

"Okay." Is all you say, sinking deeper into the sheets that smelled like lavender Downy detergent.

"I just need to clean up a few things, alright? Go to sleep. I'll be back in a minute." You quietly nod as you lie on your side, examining the photo on the nightstand. Fantastic job keeping up with your end of the deal, Y/N. Although your friends would probably make jokes about it at first, they'd be so disappointed beneath the surface.

You shake your head and turn the other way to erase your thoughts. You start to feel comfortable, enough to the point where you find yourself falling asleep pretty quickly.

Meanwhile, Jin is cleaning up his kitchen and living room before shutting off the lights and heading back upstairs. By the time he's back in the room and shutting off the bedroom lights, he sees you fully asleep. He smiles to himself and slips into the bed, careful to not wake you, but he's unsuccessful as he feels you stirring and getting closer to his body. Jin welcomes it, throwing his arm around you and allowing you to snuggle up onto his chest, gently running his fingers down your sides. Your skin felt like butter.

"Are you not sleeping yet?" You mumble into his chest.

"I'll sleep soon." He says softly, flipping through the channels on the TV in front of him.

"It's late, though."

"It's a Sunday morning. I'll be okay." He smiles at how cute you were being. "Go back to sleep, cutie."

"Hmph, suit yourself." You say, making him silently laugh to himself. Attitude still on na-na even half asleep. He places a gentle kiss on the top of your head and brings the covers up to make sure your entire body is covered completely.

This.

This felt right for him, no matter how fucking bad or wrong this all went down. No matter how he tried to look at it, or anybody else. He felt deeply for you after tonight and there was really no way of hiding it. Why shit came about this way, he won't ever truly understand, but he always looked at you as some sort of sign. Some kind of blessing in disguise. He knew what he wanted for himself. He had to do what was right for him, whatever that meant. He was the only one who could truly understand.

You shot up from the bed, grabbing your chest as you tried to regulate your breathing. You had just experienced the worst nightmare you had ever experienced, the only part of it you remembered was seeing Chance behind the wheel as soon as the truck came head on first.

"Y/N? Are you okay?" Jin asks in a deep, sleepy voice, slightly raising his head and eyes barely open. You feel his hand against your back, gently caressing it.

"Yeah, sorry."

"Bad dream?" He's now yawning and sitting up against the headboard, his fingers still lightly caressing your hips.

"Yeah."

"Wanna talk about it?" You shook your head.

"I just saw Chance behind the wheel before the oncoming car came on head first."

"I'm sorry." He says softly as he pulls you in.

"It's no big deal."

"Wanna make sure you're okay, though." Is all he says. He doesn't press you for details, or anything along the matter and simply sits there in silence, caressing you and holding you close. He knew you and Chance had a strong relationship, just based off of the way you talked highly about him, and that it was taken away from you unexpectedly. He wouldn't expect you to be completely over it. He would never understand the pain or how it feels, but he could do his best to be here for you. "You know I'm here if you need me."

"I know. Thank you." He smiles.

"Would you like some breakfast?"

"Sure."

"I'll cook something." He places a small kiss on your temple before getting up to get this Sunday started. You took a couple of deep breaths, still a little shaken up from the dream you had. But, you brush it off and get up to meet Jin downstairs. You slip on your panties, still walking around in Jin's shirt, and pass by his walk-in closet only to see Grace's clothes against one wall. You suddenly start to feel weird, so you hurry on by and get downstairs before you could start falling into a rabbit hole about your feelings. Jin was already at the stove, whipping up some eggs and getting some waffles into the toaster. He looked good doing so, his shirt doing a damn good job of outlining his back muscles and broad shoulders. You honestly wouldn't mind another round of last night.

You sit on the stool in front of the kitchen island and fiddle with your bag to grab your phone. It was still pretty early, so it wasn't surprising to see no texts from either of the three. You were sure you were going to hear from Ryujin soon, and you were going to make sure you would be home by the time she called. Hopefully, at least. However, there was a text from an unknown number, and your heart slightly sank when you realized who it was.

[unknown number] 3:02am: had a lot of fun tonight. probably the best birthday yet. thanks cutie :) hope you got home safely.

Jungkook.

"Friends blowing up your phone?" He raises his eyebrow as he watches you stare at your phone. You slightly chuckle and tuck it aside, making a mental note to respond when you got home. Yup. This shit is messy already.

"Not exactly, thank God." You rest your chin on the palm of your hand. "Sorry about earlier, by the way."

"Sorry about having a bad dream? Y/N, don't worry about it."

"And thank you for letting me borrow your shirt and for cooking breakfast." Jin smiled as he began to plate your food. It was the little things that he appreciated, the little things like the way you said thank you for everything.

"Of course." He walks over to your side and puts the plate down in front of you. You raise yourself up a bit in order to kiss him on the lips, knowing you weren't gonna stop that kiss right away. "Your. food." He spits out in between kisses, making you laugh.

"Okay, okay." He chuckles as he sits next to you, digging into his own plate. The both of you start talking about plans for the day and week, with no mention of Grace even though you knew your alone time with Jin would come to an end. No discussion about what this was, or what you both intended for this to be, especially in the long run.

"Why don't you come and stay the night again?"

"I got some work to do." You pouted.

"Then bring it over."

"Bring it over and then what, get distracted by you all night?"

"Maybe." He smirked.

"Mmmm, we'll see." He pouts.

"Fine, I'll let you do your own thing." You chuckle.

"You're a baby."

"I just got you to myself." You shake your head and quietly poke at your food. Suddenly, you felt the need to ask the question. You were just dying to. Like.. what now? What happens when Grace comes back? Nothing? You didn't know what to expect, you should've known this couldn't be much with Grace being back soon.

"So." You poked at your eggs.

"Hm?" He continued to eat, his cute, bug eyes occasionally glancing at you.

"God, I really don't know how to ask this."

"Just ask, Y/N. It won't hurt." He gave you a small, reassuring toothless smile.

"So, what happens when Grace gets back?" He shrugged. Really? Just a shrug?

"Honestly, I don't know."

"Look, I know I can't ask for much right now but are we just going to continue living our own lives after all this? Are you just going to keep me here with Grace around too?"

"I know I can't promise anything but it's not my plan to keep both of you around like that. I'm going to talk to Grace because I just don't think this is working between us anymore."

"How are you so sure? What if Grace comes back and you realize how much you truly do love her?" You felt stupid for asking but you were also dying to know. Your thoughts were everywhere and right now, it felt like your mind was your biggest enemy. You really didn't know what to do, and part of you [majority of you, really] felt like this was completely and painfully temporary and that he was never going to leave her. He had no plans to. You were just filling this void.

You couldn't be mad at it though.

"Y/N, please don't worry about this, okay? I'll take care of it." You simply nodded, knowing you couldn't settle on this too quickly because you didn't even know what that meant. Maybe, this is what it was. Just this. You couldn't expect more. Besides, you still had Jungkook around. You didn't even know what you were trying to do with that either, cause he was fine as hell. A sweet soul too, with the way he handled you at the club, careful to not overstep boundaries and disrespect you in anyway.

Too bad you were too wrapped up in his stepbrother.

Obviously, these things were never easy.

"Okay." is all you say before you continue to finish up your food. Once finished, you do what you can to help clean up the dishes and the kitchen before changing back into your clothes so Jin can drop you at home.

On the way home, Jin has his hand on your thigh while you looked out the passenger's window. Last night replayed over and over in your head and you had to bite you bottom lip to prevent yourself from smiling too big.

"Oop." You say as you jump from the vibration of your phone. "Oh shoot."

"Everything okay?"

"It's just Ryujin, hang on." He nods silently. "Hello?"

"Girl, I'm hungover as fuck. Let's get coffee or walk around somewhere. I need fresh air."

"Sure, I'll be home in a minute, I can meet you up in the next hour or so."

"Where the hell did you go this early?"

"Run errands, workout." You lied. But did you really? You kind of did get a workout in early this morning.

"Run errands and workout after a late night at the club?" She snorted. "Okay. I guess we clearly handle the morning after way differently."

"Yeah, just wanted to avoid the crowd." You glance over at Jin, who's smiling and silently chuckling go himself.

"Mmmkay." She yawns. "Hey, did you ever get that guy's number? I forgot his name." You subtly roll your eyes because you know damn well she wasn't gonna try and make you say Jungkook's name right now. She was drunk as fuck and flirting with Jin's friends when you had given him your number. Of course she couldn't remember for the life of her.

"Yeah, he asked."

"What's his name though? It's bothering me, cause I feel like I knew it all night but now it's not coming to me."

"Does it matter?"

"Of course it does, especially if you're planning to continue seeing him and throwing your pussy at him." You deeply sigh.

"Jungkook." You take another glance at Jin, but this time his smile had slightly faded. "Look, I'm about to get home, okay? Just text me where to meet you."

"Alrighty, we're continuing this conversation though. See you soon." And with that, the call ended. It was silent for a minute and you were unsure if you should apologize, or bring up the whole thing about Jungkook.

"Ryujin doing okay?" He asks, giving you a small smile. You simply nod and look back out the window without saying anything else. Maybe you both just didn't know how to approach the Jungkook thing. You sure as hell didn't, not around Jin.

You finally get to your apartment building, with Jin sending you off with a quick peck on the lips. You take a long, hot shower before hopping into some warmer and more decent clothes for your walk with Ryujin. You also had just remembered to text Jungkook back now that you were alone.

[y/n] 9:47am: sorry, had such a long night and knocked out. but yes, got home safely. i'm glad you had a great birthday. :)

[jungkook] 9:53am: she's up! goodmorning beautiful. hope you're still down for our date.

[jungkook] 9:54am: (sends picture of him laying down in a hoodie and glasses which makes you smile to yourself cause he's cute as fuck)

[y/n] 9:56am: of course i am. just let me know time and place.

[jungkook] 9:58am: time? yes. place? no. i'll keep it a surprise. :-) is it okay if i call you later?

[y/n] 10:02am: sure!

[jungkook] 10:03am: k, i'll talk to you later then. gotta run errands and stop by my brother's spot really quickly. have a good day today!

Whew, just imagine if you had run into him at Jin's house. What would you do then? Lie and tell him you came over for some homework help? Bitch, please.

The heavenly being above was on your team right now, but you knew that wouldn't last long with all this sinning.

After getting a good, quick shower in, you hurriedly got into your car and drove off to your destination, making it just on time to catch Ryujin stepping out of her car. She already has coffee for you, so you both start walking around Lake Merritt, revisiting last night's festivities and the fun you both had. The cold air was still nipping at your skin, cause you to rub your hand on your neck to try and provide some warmth. Suddenly, Ryujin grips your wrist and furrows her eyebrows at your neck.

"Y/N, what is that?" She points. Then it suddenly hits you - the hickeys Seokjin left on your neck. "Are those hickeys?!" She gasped.

Well, fuck.

"Keep your voice down." You say as you zip your jacket all the way up.

"Did you and Jungkook fuck last night? Is that where you actually were? You didn't run errands or go to the gym early this morning, did you? You actually just ended up going back home from his spot early this morning?" She threw questions left and right, her eyes wide and very suggestive.

"No, no! I didn't go home with Jungkook."

"So, did you guys do shit in the club or something? I'm confused, but also impressed if that's the case cause it's bold. I didn't know you got down like that, but I kind of like it." She pinched your side.

"No." She raises an eyebrow.

"Then why the fuck do you have hickeys on your neck? Who else could you have—" She stops in her tracks, hand over her mouth as she slowly approaches you again. "Y/N, who gave you those hickeys?" You simply look at her, your eyes already giving off the answer. "D-did you hook up with Seokjin?" She pulls out his first name, knowing 'Mr.Kim' was not appropriate for this matter.

"Yes."

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fullcolourcur · 6 years

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Luis Scammer Man Cameraman Diaz

So, I was scammed out of payment on a videography job by a guy named Luis Enrique Diaz Alvarez, trading under the business name “High Structure Studios Ltd” and social media handle @luiscamerman. His business is currently registered to 18 Capel St, Dublin 1, although he doesn’t appear to have his CRO filings at all up to date. I’m gonna keep this as simple and factual as possible because it’s just too long and irritating a saga otherwise.

When this is published I will show it to Luis and I know he will respond by trying to confuse people*, muddy the waters, and obfuscate the whole thing just enough for them to think “oh, I’m not sure what to believe now, I better give him the benefit of the doubt”, and he will try to get off the hook this way. But, nah. He did what he did, I’m gonna tell the truth about it.

(*This is the tactic he will use to try confuse the issue: At a point months after I finished the work for him and after he agreed to pay me, he got angry with my impatient tone when requesting payment and he suddenly decided to claim he didn’t like the quality of the files I produced. Luckily I have very straightforward evidence showing him agreeing payment is due - ZERO complaints about the video quality all along - and acknowledging he delivered to the client - who also paid him.)

So, below is a chronology what happened between us, with links to screenshots of everything, which I highly encourage you to click and see for yourself everything he said. 2018 Apr 26: Luis posted about needing camera operator (own gear) to capture an event for one evening. We messaged on facebook agreeing on €120 for me to film 1 camera with audio just via XLR input from the venue sound desk. In person

early May 2018: After some back and forth for a few days successfully retrieving an original copy of a file that he got a corrupted copy of, I got Luis the files I captured of the event (a theatre performance called ‘Live Collision’ run by a woman named Lynette, who has to her credit been very supportive to me throughout this). Note that surplus to the job specs we agreed, as a bonus I also gave b-cam files and extra audio files I captured on an additional Zoom audio recorder. Turns out he even needed the extra bonus audio I gave - because the XLR desk audio input he actually asked for didn’t suit him or something - and he later got me to help him sync up the audio to some of the video files. No problems.

early May: I first invoice Luis, to his ‘High Structure Studios’ business as instructed by him, via paypal. Here’s a screenshot showing when the original invoice went to him, plus the MANY reminders sent on it since then

May 25: Luis confirmed he got all the files and delivered to the client (Lynette who runs the Live Collision theatre event). May 28: I reply saying “no problem”, “glad it worked, cheers!” and I am naively believing at this point that he’s about to pay me for the job

Let’s pause here to take note that he has no complaints about the ‘quality’ of the videos I captured.

June 6: Luis sends me a link to some random hyperlapse video he’d like me to check out and click ‘Like’ on. Not something you really ask of someone you have no intention of paying for their work, is it?

June 20: I message Luis to ask if he has any update on the payment for this job. I mention the reminder on the invoice I sent him. Luis replies with a voice message saying he’s just waiting to hear back from the client (Live Collision/Lynette) and will update me then. I especially like how in this audio he talks about how annoying it is for him that he didn’t get paid yet after putting in his time (just like I did) working to get the video delivered to the client.

Let’s pause again to take note, again, that he is talking about paying me soon with STILL no complaints about the ‘quality’ of video I captured. I’m told so far I just need to wait a bit and will get paid in full.

June 21: He messages me again to say he’s still waiting on response from the client (the implication being that he isn’t paying me yet)

Jul ~18: We’re in July now. Not April, Not May, Not June. but mid-July. Feel old yet? After a couple more of the exact same polite reminders from me, re-sent invoices, and vague answers from Luis leading me to believe he would pay any day now (saying “a client from a different job is about to pay me so I will send you the money then” etc). He said stuff about having to spend his money on “CRO fees”, and on paying his “accountant”, and is still talking about having not been paid by the Client. I start to realise he might be just leading me on forever with excuses

Pause #3, for recall that he still has no complaint about the video quality and is promising to pay me very soon

Jul ~19: desperate and losing hope, I messaged Live Collision (the client) instagram account to give my contact details and explain the situation, asking if it might be acceptable to break off my relatively tiny portion of the overall fee and get this paid to me, since I had delivered on the job.

then, Lynette from Live Collision actually called me back and explained she had DEFINITELY already paid Luis for this particular job, and anything he was claiming about not being paid yet could only relate to a totally different event that happened earlier in April and had nothing to do with me. She was very helpful, I thanked her for getting back to me, apologised for having to bother her, and she wished me luck in getting my payment from Luis sorted. Totally hassle-free communication, huge credit to Lynette for being so supportive and nice.

Jul ~19: hugely frustrated because of finding out Luis was lying, I messaged him to say that the client told me the truth and if things drag on until August, I will go public and talk to others about what he’s done, and expect this to cost him business to the tune of at least the amount of money he owes, if not much more. Luis responded with a few different reactions at this point. There’s the audio message of him telling me to go fuck myself and calling my behaviour stupid. There’s the whatsapp messages of him saying he didn’t “want” to give me the job in the first place, and claiming he “knows stories” about me. There’s the whatsapp msg of him saying “until I get paid no one else gets paid [...] that’s how the business goes”. Note that it’s this point, clearly angry and hoping to insult me, he first tries to say he didn’t like the quality of video I captured. In any case, he ends by saying he’ll get back to me once he’s got the funds.

Aug ~15: after Luis posts a similar gig, in the facebook group “Film Network Ireland, looking for a “paid” Camera operator to work for him, he gets into a disagreement with another facebook user who then makes a post warning everyone about dealing with Luis. On this post I add my own comments, in a very factual and straightforward style, stating what happened to me with Luis so far. Luis eventually comes on commenting criticism at both of us and gets a friend of his who admins the facebook group to delete all evidence of these arguments against him. Luis later refers to my facebook comments as “rants”.

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gaiyofanfiction · 7 years

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Save Me

Chapter 1: Second Time? - Chapter 2: Awake - Chapter 3: First Love - Chapter 4: Mama - Chapter 5: Reflection - Chapter 6: Lie - Chapter 7: Stigma - Chapter 8: Begin - Chapter 9: Taken - Chapter 10: Torture - Chapter 11: The Plan - Chapter 12: The Escape

Reader X Jungkook

Mental Hospital AU

Angst/Thriller/Romance

Disclaimer: This story is pure fiction. We did take their personalities and match as best we can with illnesses, however we do not claim that the boys from BTS have these mental illnesses! Also, we did as much research as we can on each disorder. We are not meaning to offend anyone who has these illnesses at all. ALSO, WE DO KNOW BTS CHANGED THEIR ENGLISH NAME TO BEYOND THE SCENE BUT WE’RE USING BULLETPROOF BOYSCOUTS CAUSE IT FITS THE STORY BETTER.

Trigger warning: Mentions of mental illness, hospitals, self harm, suicide attempt and abuse. Both Gaisho and I recommend, if you feel like you need to go to the hospital for ANY reason, please don’t be afraid to do so. It can help. If you EVER feel like you need to talk to anyone, vent, or need advice on anything, please do not hesitate to msg us! We’ve been through it all.

Chapter 1: Second Time?:

“The Ambulance is on its way,” your foster mother sighs as she sits down in front of you.

You look out the window of the living room, your body shaking as you hold the blood stained towel to your arms. The expressionless look on your face tells her you’re either not paying attention or you don’t really care.

“Hunny, this is the second time this week you’ve done this.” She looks at you with worry.

You don’t even glance her way making her sigh again. ‘Second time this week? What is she talking about?’

She stares at you when suddenly she yells out in frustration, startling you. “Why do you do this, Y/N?! You always act like you’re not ever here! Like your mind is somewhere else and then you go and do something like this! Don’t you think that after every other foster family passed you off, you would have stopped by now?!”

You stare at her wide-eyed, but continued to stay silent. Why argue with someone you weren’t even sure was real? Your head turns back to the window, making your foster mother throw her hands up in defeat. You hear in the distance the sirens from the ambulance. Suddenly your vision starts to turn black as your consciousness fades.

You start to regain consciousness. Loud sirens go off as you are jostled around. You try to look around and figure out where you are.

“Ahhh, there she is! Thought we lost you for a second,” says the front driver as he gives a smile in your direction.

“W-what?” you stutter, completely confused. You lazily look around trying to refocus your vision. You are able to make out a bunch of medical equipment and you feel yourself strapped to a gurney.

“Yeah, you lost a lot of blood back there. But, luckily we were able to control the bleeding and you should be alright,” says the driver, as he stays focused on the road.

The other man in the passenger side leans in to whisper to the driver, “Dude, this is the second time this week.”

‘Second time this week? What do they mean?’ You blankly stare outside the window of the rig. You’re not sure what to think, there are no other words on your mind. However, you start to slowly doze off.

Time passes. You wake up to the noise of beeping machines around you. You shift your heavy body to sit up and see where you are. ‘The hospital? Why am I here?’

You see a man and a woman talking to a doctor outside the doorway of your room. Disappointment filled their eyes as the doctor walks away. They quickly enter your room and the woman gets uncomfortably close to your face.

“Seriously, Y/N? This is the second time this week, let alone how many times this MONTH! You realize how much of an inconvenience you’ve been?” says the angry woman. ‘Who is she and why is she so close to my face? Are they…Are they my parents?’

The woman sighs and crosses her arms, taking a step back. “Stop giving me that look! You look really stupid right now. You know what, I’m done. There’s a reason why you’ve bounced around so much in the foster system. I can’t do this anymore.” With those words she storms out of the room. The man that was with her looks at you with sadness and follows suit.

‘Well, that was interesting’. Confused by her statement you cock your head. Just then the same doctor as before comes into the room. “Hi there, my name is Dr. Samuels. I am going to ask you a series of questions and then we’ll go from there. Is that okay?” You give the man a small nod.

“Good. Do you know where you are?” You nod your head, not speaking, although your eyes wander.

“Do you know why you’re here?” You start to nod, but you end up shaking your head fairly hard and start to clench your eyes closed.

“Y/N, you attempted suicide. You had cut your wrists pretty badly. It seems like you knew what you were doing with the way you cut. You also left a note for your foster parents.” You start to nervously scratch your neck and with your other hand you clench the railing of the cart, not making eye contact with the doctor.

He notices the beginnings of an anxiety attack, but continues anyway, “based on your history of suicide attempts, chronic depression, bipolar behavior, derealization disorder and dissociative amnesia, I had recommended to your foster parents that it would be wise to put you in an inpatient facility to get you back up on your feet. We’re working on you getting processed right now. The psychologist will be coming in to talk to you soon. It’s going to be alright, Y/N.”

Your face shows no sign of life as you slump into the stiff mattress. ‘Who am I? Who are these people? Attempted suicide? I don’t understand! I can’t remember a damn thing!’

You start to scream and thrash. “NO! NO! NO! GET ME OUT OF HERE! AHHHHHH!” Nurses immediately rush to your side and try to hold you down. The doctor quickly hands over a syringe to the nurse and orders for you to be sedated. Though you fight them, you feel the pinch in your arm and the room around you starts to fade away into darkness.

Once again you slowly come to, but this time you’re in a wheelchair. You try to move your arms and legs, but they’re tightly strapped in. You sigh in defeat, clearly not getting anywhere. You look up to notice a very unusually happy woman.

“Hi there! Welcome to one of the best behavioral facilities in the nation: ‘Be Free Behavioral’.” The woman speaking to you is quirky and extremely smiley. It actually annoys you and slightly creeps you out. You just give her a grim facial expression as she continues to talk to you.

“At ‘Be Free Behavioral’, we encourage all of our patients to freely express themselves during the process of healing. Hence our name, ‘Be Free’, hehe, get it?” She says with an intense smile.

“Yeah, I don’t feel like I’m ‘free’ here,” you raise a brow as you look down at your restraints.

“Haha! You’re so funny! C’mon now, it’s time for proper introductions!” The lady pushes you into the lounge where you’re surrounded by several other patients. Your hands clench the arm rests of the wheelchair as your eyes rapidly survey the room. You try to relax your breathing. You are not usually around this many people at once.

“Alright everyone! We have a newbie here with us today! Hehe. Let’s all go around the room and state our names. Remember, no last names!” This lady is way too perky for your liking. “Let’s start from the left side of the room and work our way around. Shall we?” She motions to a cluster of seven good-looking men.

Something about their presence makes you feel at ease. Your eyes move to the first one.

“Hi, I’m Rap Monster, ah I mean Namjoon, haha. You can call me either name!” the purple-haired boy cracks a sweet smile. His dimples make you blush.

“Ah, I’m Yoongi, but everyone calls me Suga. It’s nice to meet you,” his eyes smile, though his face remains fairly expressionless. His skin was ivory soft, and it paired well with the black hair with blue highlights.

The next boy with light brown hair with salmon pink highlights butts in with a lot of energy, “Hi! I’m so happy to meet you. My name is Hoseok, but you can call me Hobi. I hope we can be good friends!” The very smiley boy was full of life, but that didn’t turn you away. Actually his demeanor made you feel more light-hearted.

Next up was this cocky boy with darker brown hair. “And my name is Jin! I’m the good-looking one of the bunch. I’m really the only one you should try to remember, HA, HA, HA!” ‘Wow, this boy really cut to the chase about how he feels about himself’. His introduction makes you giggle. You also notice the others shake their heads and roll their eyes.

“Jin, you ruin everything. Ah, my name is Jimin! I hope we make you feel more welcomed here,” he smiles and puts up a peace sign. It was very adorable.

Coming down to the last few of the group, a light brown-haired boy speaks next. His voice is a bit deeper like the first two, “Hi, uh, my name is Taehyung, but you can call me Tae or even V. That’s what my hyung’s and dongsaeng call me.” He smiles more so with his lips without baring his teeth. His smile was sweet and comforting.

Finally, it was the last boy to say his name. All of a sudden he became really reserved and shy. He didn’t even look at you when he says his name in a low whisper, “J-jungkook. That’s my name.” He hides behind Taehyung like a little boy. Your lips crack a smile for the first time since you arrived and chuckle at his cuteness. ‘He must not be too familiar with talking to girls’.

There were others sounding off their names, but you don’t hear the rest because you’re so focused on the first seven boys. They stood out more to you out of everyone else here. Your memory is still foggy, you still don’t understand the events that lead you to be in this situation. You barely even knew who you were, who your parents were, or anything really. But even with all of that, those boys seem to have welcomed you with no issues, making you feel slightly more at ease.

The overly happy woman claps her hands. “Wonderful! Now, why don’t you tell everyone your name and a little bit about yourself,” she motions to you.

At first you weren’t really sure what to say. You bite your lip and start to tap nervously on the armrest. “I-I…I don’t know who I am…Can you tell me?”

The lady nervously laughs, “Why, you’re Y/N, of course!” a bell dings as the clock turns two, interrupting the woman. “Well, will you look at that? Everyone, it’s free time! Please ‘be free’ and productive! Hehe.” She finally exits the lounge. ‘Jeez, how annoying can you possibly be.’

The seven boys slowly gather around you, making you nervous. Rap Monster notices and gives a small comforting smile. He proceeds to speak calmly, “the restraints are only temporary. If you at least show that you’re on good behavior, they’ll eventually give you more autonomy.” Again he smiles. ‘Ah! Those dimples!’

You let out a small peep and say, “I don’t… know why I’m here…” your eyes start to water up, suddenly a hand reaches out to touch yours, making you flinch slightly. It was Suga, though his face still remains expressionless. He looks off into the distance, but says to you, “don’t worry, everyone needs someone, right? We’re here for you. They call us seven the Bulletproof Boy Scouts”.

All around you the boys smile in agreement, even Jungkook, who is still hiding behind V, smiles without looking directly at you.

“Everyone, it’s time for medication. Please head over to the nurse’s station for your timely medications. No exceptions.” A man says, standing down the hallway at a distance. He wore a white coat and was jotting down notes on his clipboard. He was very stern and authoritative. ‘Why do I get this terrible vibe from him?’

“W-who is he?” you whisper to the boys.

Rap Monster lets out a shaky breath and swallows the lump in his throat, “that is Dr. Seung Ho Choi. The founder of Be Free Behavioral.”

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an-oath · 8 years

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La La Love.

So, tomorrow is Tuesday. and also, Valentine’s Day. AND believe me or not, I’m actually kind of cool about it. I’ve accepted that my night will consist of Photoshop and a bag of chips. I get to chill out with two of the best kids I know and basically just flat out enjoy where I’m at. Now, traditionally, I enjoy writing these rumbly Vday blogs because 1. it’s a great point of conversation and 2. a lot of people tend to be in the same place. Now, I’ve got some points to talk about, and if you’re dreading tomorrow please read this and be comforted that somewhere on this floating, blue marble there’s a person that has your back. #me

Last year, I talked about how to be single. HA. What a joke. :) So, something that I’ve been working on in the process of this season in my life is development. Heart development that is. This year, I’m going to talk about the little that I know about love. I don’t know where this is going to go but ... enjoy.

1. LOVE is a big 4 letter word.

I know a few 4 letter words that carry weight and cause shock and pause but LOVE is rumoured to be a gentler genre of a word. Actually, for me. I feel it leave my heart every time I say it. Not when I say, “ I LOVE bacon.” but when I say goodbye to my Mom for the second time in one day because I just miss her so gosh darn much. When I get to wake up knowing that I get to greet the King of the Universe - sometimes it’s the only thing I know how to say when I’m with Him. LOVE. The biggest 4 letter word I know.

2. LOVE can be confusing.

So, in this day and age, the whole entire concept surrounding LOVE exhausts me. I don’t know about you but I don’t want this 2017 version of LOVE. I want that person that knows me (every last bit) and still wants to come home to me. I want that person to tell me he loves me even though I put mustard on my Kraft Dinner and can’t listen through a whole song before changing it. I want my best friend to be my boyfriend. Is that too hard? I think it is, actually...

What I’ve seen, am seeing, is a group of people that handle relationships like ibuprofen. Pop it if you’re crampy - then grab another if that one didn’t cut it. It’s quick, it’s careless and it’s ineffective. LOVE is treated like a drive thru rather than a dine in. I’m not that easy. I need to know that you’re going to fight for my heart and not toss it in the wind like a soggy $5 bill. It makes me sad to see what I see. People that think they are less than because they are solo or worse, people that think without someone their value as an individual decreases. I don’t know a lot but I do know that God has never intended marriage, relationships and LOVE to set the value of your life. Our worth only rests on God’s shoulders and well, if we intend to wait for that person to entertain our own self-worth issues...we’re in for a heap of disappointment because sweetie, once the magical kissing dust settles ... that boy can’t fix that for you.

#micdrop

3. LOVE is messy.

The concept of LOVE alone is a disgusting process. You meet another person, be it a friend, lover, relative, and you willingly give your most vulnerable side to them and hope that they don’t take it and throw it in the dung heap. Ew. That, to me, sounds like the opposite of appealing. I would, MUCH RATHER, keep my precious blood pumper in tact, than risk the collapse of an entire aortic system...but...that’s not what I was created for.

We are beings that were created with the breathe of LOVE and purposed to be LOVERS of people, promise and purpose. The risk that LOVE dangles in front of my glass heart is so much better than the dust settling on the shiny red surface. I would rather LOVE and be shattered than never LOVE at all. I think...

We were never promised that we would always be safe, but were assured that we would always be LOVED. This world is messy, the people are slobs and their hearts are broken but lying down deep in the human-y abyss there sits a LOVE story that is relived and retold for centuries. That’s the purpose of entertaining this escapade of romance. God wants to give us the dreams that we have so meticulously planned out. He wants us to be able to experience this kind of crazy, awesome LOVE. It is the one scenario on this Earth that grants us the opportunity to imagine how wildly God LOVED...LOVES ... us. He wants us to swoon and to blush and to romance - He wants it because He made it and He made it because it’s good. He also, unfortunately for me, has one strong sense of humour.

4. LOVE is weird.

So, holding hands. Kissing...Sex. (GASP!)

Am I the only one that finds those acts a little bit..well...unusual. Who was the first person that decided it would be cute to take their pie hole and squish their lips against another person’s unsuspecting lips. How did that go down? I’m not the most (ha.) experienced in this department but...it’s almost a little laughable. What a way to experience the most sincere form of vulnerability with another human. You literally, have nowhere else to look except for in the other person’s face. Whoa. Now, I’m 26 this year - WHAT!? I know, I don’t look a day past 24 but believe you me, I’m excited about getting to kiss my guy. What a wild ride! That day, will be a wonderful one but if I’m being honest I’m a little bit terrified.

Walking into uncharted territory this late in the game puts me at a place that seems much heavier than it used to. Before, kissing was just a thing that was done when dating someone cute. :P Now, I’m 26 (I know, I know ) and thinking about everything but most importantly, I think about how I want to make sure that the person I pie hole squish with is going to be my person. That’s a hefty order to place on one person’s lips. It’s true though. I’m so far beyond the dating circle that I’m in a square. I want this dating thing to have a short life span because I want to keep believing in my mystery man and my dodged bullets. LOVE is gross and slobbery and messy and so many other things but with great anticipation and maybe more quiet Vday Ddays on the horizon I imagine my romance to be one that would put Jane Austen to shame.

5. LOVE is ... I don’t know.

I’ve read the LOVE chapter...we all have...

“Love never gives up. Love cares more for others than for self. Love doesn’t want what it doesn’t have. Love doesn’t strut, Doesn’t have a swelled head, Doesn’t force itself on others, Isn’t always “me first,” Doesn’t fly off the handle, Doesn’t keep score of the sins of others, Doesn’t revel when others grovel, Takes pleasure in the flowering of truth, Puts up with anything, Trusts God always, Always looks for the best, Never looks back,

But keeps going to the end. Love never dies. Inspired speech will be over some day; praying in tongues will end; understanding will reach its limit. We know only a portion of the truth, and what we say about God is always incomplete. But when the Complete arrives, our incompletes will be canceled. When I was an infant at my mother’s breast, I gurgled and cooed like any infant. When I grew up, I left those infant ways for good. We don’t yet see things clearly. We’re squinting in a fog, peering through a mist. But it won’t be long before the weather clears and the sun shines bright! We’ll see it all then, see it all as clearly as God sees us, knowing him directly just as he knows us! But for right now, until that completeness, we have three things to do to lead us toward that consummation: Trust steadily in God, hope unswervingly, love extravagantly. And the best of the three is love. 1 Cor 13 MSG”

Now, I know that this verse has revealed so much to me overtime but right now it’s screaming one sentence at me so loudly that I can barely breathe. We know only a portion of the truth, and what we say about God is always incomplete. But when the Complete arrives, our incompletes will be canceled. When God touches our measly little single-ton hearts - as I know He will make sure to do tomorrow - He will complete that link. He will cancel out all of the things that we have so foolishly deemed unworthy for relationship, unworthy for a promising future and, most despairing of all, unworthy for LOVE.

I’ve learned that LOVE is a two sided venture but it’s also 3 fold. I grew up in LOVE. I was always present to a house full of LOVE. It was not a rarity to see my parents laughing or my Dad kissing my Mom’s hand while he’s driving. LOVE was heavy in my childhood. I moved out. I went to another city and although I’m still LOVED by my beautiful family. The 300+ mile distance gaps puts our LOVE meter at a slight low. I’ve learned that seasons come and seasons go. I spent the majority of my life in a season where LOVE was in bloom year round. Now, LOVE, is a treasure. It’s the four leaf clover of life that is just waiting to be plucked.

As excited as I am to find that beauty, I’m also so eerily aware of how much changes when one season closes and a new one begins. I’m so not ready to picture my life any differently than I do now and that shows me that I need to watch for LOVE and pray that I always prove myself to be a woman that does everything out of LOVE for LOVE and in LOVE.

It’s so easy to pretend that we’re not kept accountable by the LOVE that we tend to withdraw. I’m guilty of that. It’s in progress. LOVE is a powerful creature and a towering castle. It’s retaining and it’s freeing. LOVE is...the greatest mystery the human heart could or couldn’t and never will fully understand and that just has to be okay with humanity because I’m not about ready to explain to God why He did what He did.

I wanted this little spiel to be funny but maybe next time...

I based it...slightly...on the most heart shaking movie I have seen to date. This movie breaks my heart because SPOILERS it’s the story of a love that’s lost and a love that didn’t fight. Some would disagree and I KNOW IT’S JUST A MOVIE but I also know that I don’t want that. I don’t want a love that’s not ready to pick up the gloves and risk it all for whatever this heart thing is willing to dish out. I want the handwork and the long term rewards. I want that. I dream of that. City of stars, shine all you want, baby. I’m too busy polishing the dust off my future to be tangled up in what you’re all about.

I love you.

SQ out.

This excerpt was taken from last years and its such a strong paragraph for me. It’s been a blink of a year but nothing in my heart has changed and I’m so excited for my future with this great man, my best friend :) <3 #maybenextyear #takeyourtimebabe “One day, this amazing man, with the most adorable smile, will come up to you and surprise you. You won’t know what happened and that lie rug of misbelief will be pulled straight out from under your feet because everything that you thought about yourself will be put to rest. You can trust in the fact that you are God’s girl and He’s not going to just let you marry any Joe Shmo. He’s got His boy for you. He’s just teaching him how to tie a tie. That’s what’s taking him so long…but I believe that…even after this Valentine’s Day, or next Valentine’s Day or 7 Valentine’s Days from now…I believe that my Mr. has been worth this entire ride. All of the tears, the fears, the doubts, the lies and the loves lost. He will be enough for me. He will be my team mate and my shoulder. He will carry me when I’m tired, fly with me when I’m happy and bring me ice cream when I need to cry. Every risk in the world will be worth taking because I know that he is waiting for me still. Just like I choose, everyday, to wait for him. Now, I’m no expert on the Single life but one thing I do know is this is a prime opportunity to really connect on a new level with God. Take the time and sincerely purpose to learn new things about Him while you’re in this season. Not only will it make waiting easier but it will strengthen you in the long term and prepare you and your heart for the unexpected twists that marriage promises. God doesn’t expect us to be perfect, just to be real and honest with Him. Sharing with Him where we are at emotionally and spiritually will bring a new sense of freedom in our hearts and minds. He cares about it. He wants to know…He wants to talk to us and share with us how much we have to look forward to if we are willing to crush it, stop it, do it, risk it, own it and trust it. If we are willing to, at the end of this road, become 100% us. Then I believe we will give Him the keys to the heart that we’ve been hiding for far too long. I’m excited for Valentine’s Day this year because I have the opportunity to become a better, more confident, more beautiful version of myself and I bet that my husband can’t wait to see who he winds up with. I know that I can’t…actually, I can. :P “

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timclymer · 5 years

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Top 5 Headache Triggers

Hmm… Headaches. A few people I know are famous for giving me some!

But for those of you who suffer from headaches often, today I will provide some pain relief for you, and you WONT have to spend money or ingest pills.

Speaking of spending money… Did you know that North Americans spend $4 billion/year on off-the-shelf pain relievers? And a quarter of that amount goes towards head-ache relief pills. Isn’t that shocking? No wonder so many people have chemical imbalances and serious health problems. First thing you need do is STOP taking so many drugs. Prevention should be your top priority (which is what we’ll discuss here).

If that doesn’t work, seek natural remedies… not band-aid solutions. A naturopathic doctor is a great start. Drugs have their place, in a time of emergency, but regularly you can seek a more healthier solution to your problem.

OK on with the Top 5 list.

1. Stress: This one should be obvious. Is there anything that stress DOESN’T cause? It’s a repeat offender in many health related cases and headaches are NO exception! If you suffer from stress, then do something about it! Oh and believe me, the ONLY person who can cure stress from your life is YOU. Drugs do not cure stress, they merely change your chemistry and nothing else.

First, find your SOURCE of stress… Then create an action plan to nip that problem at the bud. Don’t dilly-dally around! Stress causes your nerves to get all frayed… Which causes tension. This tension leads to headaches and can also trigger migraines.

Ha, well that’s got to suck! You see there is a reason I don’t get many headaches. Here are some of my favorite cures for stress-related headaches:

” Workout. That’s right, get that behind up and moving! I notice that when I workout I am clam, relaxed and free. All that heavy breathing causes oxygen to rush to my brain and I feel at ease. It’s a proven fact that working out is a great stress reliever.

” Meditate. Yup… I meditate. I can even float while doing so. You might not reach the same level of deep mental connection but still… Take 5 minutes and take deep breaths while thinking about NOTHING. Can you do that? (Hint: it’s MUCH harder than it sounds. Try it… Try thinking about NOTHING. Empty your mind)

” Do something you like. Take some time off; Watch a movie, play a game, spend some time with those that like being around you (god forbid). I like to read books, grab a beer with the boys, do some gymnastics, play a video game or two, write… Etc.

2. Your Eating Habits: This one is simple to understand yet is probably the hardest one to fix since most people do NOT have healthy eating habits. Think about it for a second… If you eat junk, you will FEEL like junk. It doesn’t take doctors, scientists or studies to prove this fact… although they have, just in case you weren’t convinced for some odd reason.

Some foods or ingredients that cause headaches: processed meats, caffeine, red wine, chocolate, citrus fruits, processed cheese, snow peas and monosodium glutamate (MSG).

3. Eye Strain: Let’s accept it, we live in the 21st century. Computers aren’t for science geeks and loners anymore. They are an essential tool in our daily part of life and if you cannot use one… Then I don’t know how you are reading this.

So what’s my point? My point is don’t stop using computers all together but TAKE BREAKS. Were not MEANT to look at a bright screen for hours. In fact, the easiest way to do this is have a timer, every 90 minutes it should go off where you get up and take a 15-20 minute break.

Eye strain is not only from computers though, if you have bad vision and don’t have corrective lenses or glasses… This will cause major headaches. Personally I need contacts to see things in the distance, and if I go for too long without them my head starts to feel wonky because I’m trying just too damn hard to make out what’s happening.

Make sure your vision is corrected properly.

4. Sleep: This one will surprise you. Getting too LITTLE sleep or too MUCH sleep can cause headaches. So basically… Don’t be a moron and run on 3 hours of sleep and don’t be a chump and stay in bed for 14 hours. Stick to your body clock and make sure you get 8-10 hours per night… And STICK TO IT. Even on holidays.

5. Sitting: Yeah… Who woulda guessed? Sitting for too long or being lazy can cause headaches! This is specially true when you are seated for too long in an awkward position (such as an uncomfortable chair). This can cause your muscles to tense up and give you tension headaches.

Fixing this is easy… Get up every now and then and stretch, move around, do a light workout, etc.

If you are at an office, go over to that cute girl at the front desk and strike up a conversation and teach her a small dance move. Go on…she won’t mind.

The point is, do something to get that body moving.

So there you have it… I just saved the folks that buy pain-relievers like candy about $1 billion dollars annually. I’ll gladly accept that as a donation within the next 48 hours. In return I’ll fly you down for a personal coaching session. I think that’s pretty fair.

Also, realize that those tips are ACTIVE steps you would need to take if you suffer from headaches, but what if you took PROPER preventative measures… so that you did not have to deal with those problems in the first place?

That is why you need to incur a lifestyle that is ALREADY active and naturally healthy and therefore your headache problems will disappear.

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Top 5 Headache Triggers

Hmm… Headaches. A few people I know are famous for giving me some!

But for those of you who suffer from headaches often, today I will provide some pain relief for you, and you WONT have to spend money or ingest pills.

OK on with the Top 5 list.

Ha, well that’s got to suck! You see there is a reason I don’t get many headaches. Here are some of my favorite cures for stress-related headaches:

Some foods or ingredients that cause headaches: processed meats, caffeine, red wine, chocolate, citrus fruits, processed cheese, snow peas and monosodium glutamate (MSG).

Make sure your vision is corrected properly.

Fixing this is easy… Get up every now and then and stretch, move around, do a light workout, etc.

If you are at an office, go over to that cute girl at the front desk and strike up a conversation and teach her a small dance move. Go on…she won’t mind.

The point is, do something to get that body moving.

That is why you need to incur a lifestyle that is ALREADY active and naturally healthy and therefore your headache problems will disappear.

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