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hn-yn-soo · 10 months

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New Years | J. SM

Note: Short Oneshot Ahead x Fem Reader

Two figures spent their Christmas indoors, yet a certain blonde has a plan for this New Year's. She glanced at her small girlfriend beside her, then avert her gaze to her hand in her pocket which contains a small gift for her later on.

She froze when she felt a shift on the spot next to her, soon she felt arms around her waist tightening the grip on her with their eyes still closed

"Can't sleep?"

"I just woke up, but you need more rest, dear" She says to you, her slim fingers brushing your soft locks back which exposes your resting face and pouty lips she loves to kiss whenever she got the chance

"Mhmm, okay.. But just hug me for now" You snuggled up onto her chest more, the warmth of her skin with her gentle heartbeat soothed your nerves and obviously you like her cuddles more than kisses because you know.. She's a big, cuddly bear

"It's New Year's later, do you have any plans?"

"Nothing much but celebrating outside seems nice~" You yawn, arms wrapped around her neck and you sit up on her lap. Your eyes met and she gives a heartwarming smile, you bit your lip at how hot she basically looks right now, especially her blonde wolfcut you like to tug on when you two do certain things in particular that involves a lot of.. BUT anyway, her eyes felt so good to get lost on, her cheeks slightly painted in pink hue the moment she notices your deep gaze on her

And god, those lips.. They felt too soft and plump, you love it how it feels on yours and you couldn't move on from it.. Plus, her lips aren't just good with just kissing- I mean who wouldn't like to kiss someone as perfect as Jeon Somi? Couldn't been us, especially Hyuna who she kissed INTENTIONALLY on her after party, which in the end she made up to you and told that it was just a fun thing and wouldn't do it anymore..

"Hmp, are you sure? Y-You seem to be deep in thought, is there something bothering you?? O-Or was it still the thing I did with Hyuna unnie?" Somi mutters, she felt guilty when she left you and drag Hyuna with her to buy the ring, but she made sure that you'll be taken care of, courtesy of Kim Mingyu, The8 and Woozi

You forgot the issue but now you heard it again, you pinched her cheeks hard which caused her to whine and try to pry herself away from your cute torture. Soon enough, Somi was found sulking with her cheeks red from too much squeeze and pinches, her arms folded like a cute maknae that she is.. You didn't allow her to go close to you as punishment for bringing the topic up, although it may look fun but no.. You were hella jealous, you saw the event happening right by your eyes

You were making some Alfredo pasta when you heard soft footsteps, then arms wrapped around your waist with tears falling down on your shoulder

"I-I'm sorry, I didn't really mean to do that I-I just wanted to tease you"

"Well you could've thought for another if you just thought about it clearly" The cold tone made the taller whimper, Somi digging her face on your nape leaving soft kisses and her embrace on you tightening

"F-Forgive me, please?" You sighed, finishing your cooking and thought of it for a short while. But once you were gonna answer, she walks off sniffling and retreated to your shared bedroom

You let out another sigh, regretting badly of your actions. You kept the food covered as you walked towards the said room, finding your lover curled up in the thick sheets, hearing her cries made your heart break into pieces

"Yah, Jeon.."

"I-I'm s-sorry, don't h-hurt me please!" She flinches from the sudden raise of your tone, her shoulders shaking from shock, eyes still pouring tears and her gaze softened when she saw you

"I-I.." She couldn't find any words rather than say sorry, she fidgets with her thumbs and you held her face up, placing a kiss on her lips

"Such a crybaby, how are we gonna have kids if my baby is a literal baby.." You mutter, pecking her lips once more and she immediately melts from the kiss. You wipe her tears, squishing her cheeks in your palms and gave her another kiss on the forehead and cheeks

"I forgave you long ago, I'm just teasing too, sorry for making you cry, darling"

"Meanie" She sulks, her hands playing with the hem of your top, you let her hug you, her face nestled onto your tummy as she sat up from bed, you gave her hair a gentle pat and stroked her soft locks

"Aigoo, stop crying.. I'm gonna be mad if you don't stop"

"I'll stop if you give me a kiss" You heard her plea, you chuckle and grabbed her face for a sweet kiss. Next thing you knew she's now on top, sneaky hands coming from under your shirt to feel every inch of your burning skin, the sensation made you gasp and writhe under her

"S-Som.."

"I'll stop if you say please-"

"Oh please stop, I can't handle more of this unholiness" A familiar voice chirped from the now open front door, Somi looks up to see her friends from JYP, she blushes madly and pulled your shirt down where your breasts almost peeked and a certain squirrel had caught a glimpse of your bareness

"Eyes, Sana-ssi.. That's our maknae you're eating in your mind"

"Oh god, we just came here to celebrate New Year's with you two.. And I think you had another thing to make noise about?" Jihyo states with an eyebrow raised, you peek from under your girlfriend and beamed an Innocent smile and your disheveled hair exposed a bit of marks that were scattered all over your neck with the slightly undone shirt exposing more of your braless torso

"U-Unnies! Fancy seeing you here"

"Dear god, I am gonna be in the kitchen cooking food"

"Me too, but I'll eat" Momo follows Jeongyeon and Jihyo whilst munching on a beef jerky, Sana, Dahyun, Nayeon and Tzuyu sat in front while Michaeng then you and Somi had fixed your messy selves

"Care to explain?"

"Eh? Why? She's making it up since Somi here had taken social butterfly too seriously-" Mina held her younger penguin by her collar as she flail her arms at the sulky blonde, Chaeyoung cackles and pointed at Somi who was blushing

"It was unintentional, okay?"

"Tsk, you two seem to like it.." You were about to walk out when firm hands held you down, your lover's hot breath kissing your neck making you melt in her arms. Somi's effect on you is unbearable to ignore, so you just let this slide, for the nth time

"Be glad I love you so much, Jeon"

"I have a-a surprise for you, later.. But let's enjoy this night with the girls, hmm?" You nodded at her statement and kissed her lips, the both of you wore comfortable jackets and jeans due to the winter and it's too weird to have a dress during this season

The girls had a few drinks after a delightful dinner, Somi had her eyes on Y/n, as if mesmerized by her beauty, she really did look as similar as Mina.. By of course, she's loyal to her only girl

"Somi, my sister's melting if you kept staring like that.. You can fuck her later"

"Mina-chan! Not on the table!" You retort, yet the blush was so evident on your face since Somi had something going on inside your pants, you grip the utensils tight as you felt slender fingers rub your soaked walls deliciously

"Well, if you say so... At least I had both hands on the table" Mina answers with a snicker, Somi was just finished pleasing you and you only had a clenched jaw to stifle your moans. Dahyun being the eagle that she is, spots some little streaks of white on Somi's digits, she does the sign of the cross and cursed in multiple languages

"Do you guys wanna go to Namsan? They have fireworks show later, like I guess 11-ish?"

"Sure, why not? We were planning to celebrate outside anyways" Y/n finally composed herself, sighing in relief which confused the girls except her sister

"Go change, your outfit is too..thin"

"M'kay~" As you left, Mina pinched Somi's arm and glared, the cub laughing again and slammed the table then Mina lifts Somi's left hand to let the girls examine her 'unusually' soaked fingers

"Clean.now." The latter runs to the bathroom to wash her hands with the help of the clean freak, the rest of the girls cleaned the dishes before they waited in the van with Jihyo as the driver

"No, no.. You two will just fuck at the back, Michaeng go with Somi, Y/n sits with me" You being a die hard Jihyo stan, excitedly hopped beside the driver's seat, yet Sana had slipped under you right before your butt lands on the seat

"Sana unnie!"

"Ooh, the baby is comfy~" Remembering the scene earlier where she got a peek of your torso from your shirt, but then you got a plan in your head to tease your lover who sulked at the far back but can still see you by the mirror

"Sana-chan, do you mind hugging me?~"

"Wahhh, I don't.. Lemme hug my maknae~" And there it goes, a jealous bear and Yoda glared from the mirror, the ride was full of your laughter then Sana's, looking too comfortable sitting on her lap when Somi should had been cuddling you yet the slight mischievous fingering earlier got her on timeout for the whole ride

"Chaengie, can I ask for a favor.. Same with you, M-Mina unnie"

"Eh? What is it??" Somi hushes them with a whisper, she takes out the ring box from her pocket and it shook Mina

"Huh?!!!? Y-You're proposing?" Somi nods, a small, genuine smile on her lips as she watch the ring glisten under the car lights, the couple smiled and gave her a hug at the same time they had arrived at Namsan Tower

"Can I have Y/n now, unnie?"

"Alright, she's actually asleep here" Sana chirps, she opens the door and let Somi carry you into her arms. You woke up to the feel of familiar lips pressed onto your own, fluttering your eyes to see Somi with a soft gaze

"Hey.."

"Hi.." The two of you were having a moment but then Tzuyu called you two by the railings near the edge, you and the girls take in the scene of Seoul with small batches of fireworks firing from a distance. You look at your watch, 11:59pm..

"Omo! Guys let's start the countdown!!"

"10!"

"9!" You feel Somi turning you around, she smiles before kneeling, the box in hand and she takes a shaky breath before speaking

"8!"

"7!!"

"6!"

"It's been almost a decade since we started dating, you were a hard to get like Mina unnie but I managed to get your heart and that's when I knew you're gonna be my one.. I know the time you and I don't see eye to eye on certain things or people, I understand that and I swear to death that.. I'll only choose and love you, no matter the consequences.. And speaking of consequences, I want to break up with you"

"5!"

"4!"

"3!!"

"2- OMG SOMI'S DOING IT" The two heard the cub roaring from the distance which averts the members' attention towards you

"But! I'm here kneeling to ask you, Myoui Y/n.. Will you accept the breakup, and take this step further as my loving future wife?" She finally said it, it made you dizzy yet happy. You nodded, jumping into her arms for a kiss while she slips the ring onto your finger then kissed back..

"1!!! HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!" Fireworks went off, the girls cheering and screaming in delight... Of course with Sana and Nayeon dancing to After Like to match the scene

"Congratulations you two!!! We should celebrate!!" The couple smiled and admired the show in front of them, your fingers intertwining with Somi's which she held back. It had been a great and eventful New Year's Eve, you didn't regret any of it.. As long as you're with Somi, you're complete, no one can love you like she does..

The end.

#somi #kpop

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saucymincks · 2 years

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The Kosher Meat Boycott of 1902

Everyone knows about the kosher meat boycott from the early 1900s right?

No?

Okay I can't possibly do the whole history justice because I'm still researching it, so I encourage you to go look for more info when you have a chance, but the gist of it is that a bunch of rich dudes who were literally a BEEF TRUST (BEEF TRUST can you IMAGINE your job title being BEEF TRUST) decided "hey we don't have enough money, somehow, so let's hike the price of kosher meat by an absolutely absurd amount"

The absurd amount was going from 12 cents a pound to 18 cents. Now, I'm gay, so I can't do math, but that's a pretty significant hike all at once.

This is a dick move for like eleventy million reasons. Obviously because oh my god no you do not need to be richer are you kidding me. Also because hey hiking the price of food when you don't have to absolutely sucks and you shouldn't do it. EXTRA also because observant Jews can't just be like "oh looks like kosher beef is out of our price range, let's just grab something else". Jews who keep kosher literally cannot knowingly eat something that is not kosher unless it is literal life or death. By pricing people out of meat entirely, it completely fucked up meals for so many families.

Remember, this was 1902. It's not like people could easily access, like, vegan alternatives for stuff. This isn't a "just use some tofu" situation. People who were priced out of kosher meat were being priced out of all the nutritional benefits that meat provides. These were families of hard workers, with elderly relatives, with little kids, suddenly unable to access a very important part of their diet. It was a big deal.

So what happened?

Well, have you ever pissed off a Jewish woman who needed to feed her family? Probably not, because you have lived to tell the tale.

Jewish mothers, Jewish housewives, Jewish women workers - they said "fuck this" and boycotted. Protested. They broke windows, they threw meat, they started fired, they made home visits to make sure no one was secretly buying kosher meat. These women absolutely did not fuck around. They DEMANDED a fair price for an essential part of their lives, and by golly, quite a bunch of them got arrested in the process of making that demand.

Three weeks after the protests began, the price was lowered by four cents a pound. Frustratingly, prices would later rise again, but still. There was success. So much so that this boycott was basically used as a blueprint for a lot of other protests in the future, including the 1909 shirtwaist strike. And it was a bunch of thirtysomething housewives doing this! That is so fucking cool!

Anyway I just feel like this is a neat little bit of history that more of us should know about!

#jewish history #judaism #history #kosher meat boycott #jewish women #jewish

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atopearth · 8 months

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Final Fantasy XVI Part 2 - Fighting to Live On Your Own Terms

I didn't expect Mid to be Cid's daughter.. Anyway, really weird tonal change in the game to suddenly start running errands lol. I didn't expect that removing the brand runs the risk that the person might die because one wrong cut or whatever and the poison from the ink could kill them😰 Well, Torgal resembling Fenrir was what I thought when we first saw the change haha. Dion seems to be a kind prince with a heartless father and scheming stepmother lol. Olivier seems very reliant on his mother, Anabella but he is young so that's normal. Gotta say though, I still think Anabella is the hottest out of everyone haha! Anyway, Clive's uncle, Byron Rosfield is a very funny and chill guy. He's so rich but so endearing, it was so funny when he gobbled up all the food in the desert inn before Clive fought against Barnabas' men who escorted Kupka. It's just sad that Joshua was so close but Clive still missed him. Harbard is pretty hot, I will look forward to seeing more of him😆 I've read comments about the Titan fight being really good, but I didn't expect the 10/10 effort they put into it, that fight was definitely visually stunning, and Titan looked awesome!

The mystery surrounding Ultima continues, but I wonder if he's some sort of otherworldly being that's trying to get Clive to gather all the Eikon powers and then destroy the world and make a new one or something to become a true God. Anyway, Barnabas has finally appeared again! He seems to know about Mythos, so I wonder if he knows what exactly Ultima is. As for Dion, he's got death flags flying everywhere that if he survives in the end, I'd be surprised haha, he seems like such a good boy and he's pretty too. Terence and Dion! They felt like a thing with how carefully Terence was treating him but dang, definitely didn't expect the kiss to solidify my assumptions! It makes me happy though. I thought Dion was alone, fighting by himself against his father's tyranny and Anabella's scheming, but it seems like regardless of what happens in the future, knowing that he at least had the one he loves beside him gives me a bit more comfort. I'm glad Joshua made it to Dion safely! I'm excited to see how things will go!

Quinten once being a part of the judiciary in Sanbreque is interesting, but it's sad to find out that his entire family was slaughtered after finding out how disgusting the Lord Chief Justice was hunting bearers. Very interesting that Quinten created this army gathering people in Lostwing to exact revenge on him though. I really wanted to choose Otto to go along with Clive to gather stardust since I want to know more about him, but how could I reject a chance to hang out with Gav?! I mean, I've been noticing the pacing issues, but gathering stuff for Mid to build a ship?! Is that what the leader of everyone does? I mean, if it was a sidequest yeah, but this is the main quest, it's just so random, especially since there's no context for this ship and why we need to build it other than its something Cid and Mid designed together. I mean, it'll definitely be useful but I really didn't need to run around that much zzz. Anyway, I just wanted to say, imagine going all the way across the map to buy one garlic and some nuts, I died. I definitely recommend picking Jill to go with to Northreach. Seeing her so happily reminiscing about memories with Clive and Torgal in Rosalith back in the day whilst enjoying a little picnic was really cute. It felt like we were finally getting to see a bit more of the happy and innocent Jill she once was.

It's sad that Mid doesn't want to go to Cid's grave, but I'm glad we got to visit it! It's been a while and I definitely miss Cid. I really enjoyed having everyone here and reaffirm their goals of destroying all the Mothercrystals, especially considering how even more terrible the environment has become, literally death of nature everywhere. Since we only have one crystal left, I wonder if I'm nearing the end of the game? Eloise and Theodore are such a good looking pair of siblings! I guess it should have been expected that regardless of what Joshua says, Dion's priority will always be the empire and I honestly can't blame him for it (even if I do think that I agree with Joshua that we need to look at the bigger picture here), because considering all the scenes we've seen with Dion, he has always been at war trying his best to protect his people. He would never abandon his people knowing that they would perish if he's not there. However, I'm not too sure how overthrowing Anabella and the new Emperor Olivier will go. And I also kinda wish Dion gave up on his father because Sylvestre isn't any better. One thing I would have appreciated from the game is if we could have gotten more interesting side side characters? It's always the Eikon and their loyal attendant/vassal/knight lol. Anyway, Dion going out of control and destroying the kingdom and hurting his people is saddening. I was happy when Joshua set out to stop him, but I didn't realise he could still become the Phoenix.

Well, the fight against Bahamut was visually stunning (once again!)! My favourite part was definitely getting to see Joshua and Clive fight together and hug each other afterwards. It's been much too long. I didn't realise that Bahamut has a move called Zetaflare though haha! Most disappointing thing for me was how things ended for Anabella though, it just felt so pathetic considering how many people she betrayed and how scheming she was to just go like that. I honestly wanted her to live and redeem herself. Olivier being some sort of creation of Ultima's used to lead the Empire to their destruction and to probably get Clive to absorb Bahamut was sad because even though I harboured no hope for Sylvestre, Dion obviously viewed him in a good light because he used to not be like this. Since we never got to see how he was, I personally have no view towards this whole thing, but if you want me to think of it as if he was my brother, then I can understand why Dion refused to give up on trying to get him to come back to his senses, just saddening that Dion ended up accidentally killing him, which is something no one should have to ever bear, that grief, anger and pain probably made him vulnerable to being brainwashed by Ultima into going out of control, not that I think he would have been able to go against it in the end, but I guess it made it easier.

But yes, the fights were pretty and relatively fun. A gripe that I have though is that I wish the game let you save or had points where it would let you save because these cutscenes and fights are so long and I'm an old lady that needs to sleep earlier lolll. All in all, I'm glad Joshua is back with us, the brotherly love between him and Clive is just so sweet. As for Barnabas, is he brainwashed or willingly following Ultima? Either way though, he seems mentally weak or unwell. Joshua kissing Jote's forehead was adorable though, I ship it. But glad to know how Joshua survived and why Jote has been by his side the whole time. I wonder why they didn't appear until that late to protect Joshua though. I'm glad we finally got to see the ending for Lostwing because I've been curious. I'm just sad that all those people died protecting Quinten and to achieve his revenge. But I guess they might have all died if they stayed in Lostwing when it got flooded with aether, but yeah oh well, at least there are people alive and Quinten has newfound resolve in building a nation. I'm also glad they're finally going back to Eastpool and making it a home again because that's where Wade and them should be.

I was wondering why Sleipnir sounds familiar, and of course, he's the horse ridden by Odin! Really goes to show his loyalty to Barnabas. Sad that he just died like that though. It's kinda amusing to see that Barnabas is a league above Clive but is that because he's Odin or something else? Very sweet of Jill to use herself as a shield to protect Clive and let the others help him escape without any hesitation. What I'm glad about is that through Blackthorne's quest, they are starting to share Cid's inventions helping people to stop relying on crystals for furnaces etc and truly getting to a self-sustainable world without crystals driving their lives. I'm very happy for Blackthorne that he has such a good friend like August always watching over him and his mental health haha, couldn't ask for more! Ooh okay, Sleipnir is a magical creation of Odin's so there's many of him! Very happy to know because he's cool. But not very happy because he doesn't do anything haha, where's the personality?!

Anyway, pretty cool when Odin split the sea in two. But the highlight is definitely the scene at the beach! Awkward nakedness😂 Anyway, it was nice for Jill to finally get to properly convey to Clive how much she wants to share in his burden and how she's willing to entrust everything of hers to him and support him. And they finally kissed! And did more but that's not important haha, I'm actually just really excited to use Shiva, I used to think we'd be able to control Jill but I guess this will have to do. Honestly, I feel so bad for Theodore and Eloise. I really liked them, so seeing Theo turn Akashic and kill himself so he wouldn't hurt Eloise was so sad. He never got to know that Eloise was happy to live the life she did no matter how tough it was, and that just looking at him made her understand that she never regretted her choice of saving him instead of choosing the easy way out. I'm really heartbroken that they couldn't have the happy ending they deserved. I didn't expect L'ubor to be a Bearer, very terrible that no matter the status, the moment it comes out, people can only see them as a Bearer and nothing else. Dalimil doesn't deserve L'ubor. I've always liked Martha so it was nice to see her motivate the Bearers. Blackthorne and Zoldat forging a weapon together was cute.

The medicine girl saved Dion! Such a nice little girl! I'm actually kinda glad Joshua punched Clive because I guess it is true that he is now taking on the burden himself by taking Shiva from Jill. I was so worried when Joshua separated from Clive, I hope he's okay. As for the complete mural, I'm not surprised that Phoenix is technically the one that doesn't "belong" but what does he represent? Is that the wings of Ultima? Does the Phoenix recreate/rebirth this world? Well, the fight against Barnabas was certainly visually disappointing and mentally tedious. How ironic that the Dominant of Odin who commands great strength and is revered across the land as a unparalleled swordsman had the weakest will of everyone and wasn't able to go against a god. Maybe that just goes to show how strong Ultima is but honestly, I don't think so. Odin is still the best looking Eikon for me, but it's sad that his story, his mystery and his existence didn't add much to the story or to what we know of Ultima.

I was just about to say, I'm so glad Terence is alive! And then now he's gone to save the medicine girl, which is understandable since Dion will never forgive himself for what he did and the damage he caused, so all he can do is mend as much as he can and help his people in any way he could, but still, I feel bad for Terence. Dion knows that Terence could never go against his orders and having to force him to be away from him when Dion is in the most danger would break his heart. Honestly, I love the brotherly love between Joshua and Clive, seeing them exert their utmost to protect the other always warms my heart and makes me so happy. Ultima is like a kid throwing a tantrum. He set his game up for someone else (he created) to play, went to sleep and then got mad that they had to discover their own way to play the game because they were never given instructions by him, and now wants his toy to relinquish everything they've learnt and listen to him again and then he'll accept them as his toy again lol. Barnabas was naive to think that Ultima would accept them even if they had no will.

All in all, the fight against Bahamut was definitely my favourite part. Not only was it absolutely beautiful, I really like Dion and his suffering for hurting his people, it's something I could feel for. Most disappointing thing was definitely Odin because I've been so excited for him since the moment I saw Odin and fell in love, but nooo. It's funny though, because I actually thought Bahamut was ugly and I really didn't care for him when he first appeared but now it's the favourite loll. Titan was also great in that it was nicely built up but I have to say that there were too many diversions to get there that by the time we fought Titan, I kinda forgot (sorry) why we hated him so much LOL. This is what happens when you don't get to play every day and you're stuck doing random quests until the real thing lol, so yeah that sucked but it was still good. Dion and Joshua are definitely my favourite characters though!

#final fantasy xvi #ffxvi #final fantasy 16

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miss-mishka · 1 month

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I have an ex that I tried to cut from my life in 2016. Could no longer handle their issues when they stopped taking their meds, tried to reason with them & get them to get help, but they never did so I cut ties for my mental & financial health since I was suckered for years into doing/buying things for them that cost me without any repayment. Over 7 years, I have blocked them & legit ghosted like a pro even tho we live in a smallish community where people know and/or related to us. I have been ice cold on the topic of her & all who know me know that is a bridge I will not go back over or discuss.

She, tho, kept trying to get around my blocks, leaves notes & gifts periodically on my porch or at my front door, tries to get my family to get me to talk to her & has used her famil connections to try & get in touch with me, even using local police to call in "welfare checks" on me a few times before I made clear that I would not tolerate such interference again unless it was MY family or employer calling in a check because they could not contact me. She's never been a threat, in my opinion, just a nuisance.

Today, tho.

Today.

My parents, who are known in our community to have moved in with me as my single story home is better for them after having suffered back injuries, today my parents found a little battery box wedged in the screen door with a note on it not to throw, note inside. The note was to tell me that, 7 years after I have had anything to do with her, she had dumped her cat Fluffy at a property connected to my family in the town I used to live in. Fluffy is a gorgeous calico that I loved of hers that she found as a kitten 12 years ago & has, to my knowledge, kept as a housecat since then. She did not say she left them Fluffy at my grandad's old house, where I lived all but the last year of my relationship with her when I took my lifetime savings & bought a home of my own. She didn't say it was my parents or either of my brothers or my aunt's place, just that she had made a choice, asked God to forgive her as a pet mom & I might be seeing Fluffy around "my place" in Cacapon (hometown, over a mountain & literally 8 minutes by car from where I live now.) I work weekends. Everyone, including her, knows that as I have had the same job & schedule for 15 years now. So she brings chaos to my door while I am trying to do the teleworking I need to & I'm just thankful I work from, but I still have 3 hours left in my shift. And I am freaking out that a poor, innocent housecat has suddenly been unleashed in the wild in a place it has never been. So my parents start making calls & have left to go look for the cat. My aunt, who lives next door to & is caretaker for my now deceased grandad's home is checking there, but says this is just a ploy to get back into my life. She(ex) knows that I will never abandon an animal in need. (Sorry, but people have to fend for themselves at some point & that is why she us & must stay my ex.) She knows, especially, that I would not want any harm to come to Fluffy so I 100% would have taken the cat, if asked. Why ask me, tho? She has friends, co-workers & family that I absolutely know would have also taken Fluffy if something came up that required rehoming the cat. Instead of doing that or just leaving Fluffy on MY property here, she says she has left the cat loose in the next town over on some property connected to me where I may now begin seeing Fluffy??? Also gives me $16 & says she'll give my mom cat food at some point in the future for the caring for Fluffy. The number of times I have just ranted & yelled WTF in the last hour has my cats legit stressed & trying to comfort me because they're not used to me being upset, angry or stressed like this. I have removed & blocked all of my ex's contact info along with her parents & cousin who I had the most contact with while we were together so I cannot call anyone up & ask WTF is happening right now. I know where everyone lives, but again, 3 hours before I can even think of going anywhere & time, imo, is of the essence to get Fluffy back indoors even if she doesn't know my house or cats.

I am absolutely taking Fluffy in & keeping the "God forgive me" note as proof that my ex gave the cat up in case she tries to get Fluffy back later or use the cat as a way into my life or home, but what if my aunt is right & Fluffy isn't even in danger???? I'm stressing because I ran into my ex's cousin yesterday at the courthouse where we both happened to be early voting in the primaries. We exchanged rushed, generic, "Nice to see you, how you been, we should hang out sometime" conversation before the very patient county clerk asked me to follow her to get my vote cast as the ex's cousin was all done & leaving. I honestly thought nothing of it except that maybe I should spend time with the cousin again because she was a good friend & she & my ex weren't always on good terms. But family is family around here & I have to believe now that the cousin told my ex that I have been spotted in the wild & the very next day my ex does this????

Do I do everything I can to make sure Fluffy is ok, including going to see my ex or is this just her finally finding a way to get me out that she knew I could not ignore? Because I cannot take the risk that a housecat that old is just suddenly dumped out into a place she is not likely to survive without help. Depending on where she was left, she could be near the main road & struck by traffic, in town with an a*hole neighbor on the street that poisons & shoots stray cats or out in the boonies where a cat could be eaten by wild animals. WTF was my ex thinking & why has she done this. It's been OVER SEVEN YEARS. My last words to her were literally "Consider me dead." Not because I was going to harm myself, but I knew I was done & out of her life & she needed to accept that with a finality as if I were no longer here. For all I know, in all that time, Fluffy might have passed. I know I just lost my dog, Brando, in October after 10 days shy of 17 years. This could be a trap. She has to know this will not have a positive effect, but it might make sense to her if she's off her meds. Should I call in my own welfare check to have an officer go to see if she's ok & ask about Fluffy or don't do that when I know what it's like to be on the receiving end of those checks? Do I send my parents to talk to her or should I go visit her parents to try & see what is going on?

This is what she has always done to me. Tangle me in knots, throw chaos into my life & get me to do what I can to appease her & solve whatever problem she is bringing to me.

I think my mistake was telling her cousin yesterday that I'm happy. I did not go into any other detail. When she asked me how I was, my answer was I'm happy & did my ex hear that & decide it's unacceptable for me to be happy without her in my life?

#personal #tw: toxic relationship #venting #but also seeking advice

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airedelalmena · 3 months

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Day update. it was a good day and I accomplished things again.

Most of the day mourning. Then a whole second day in the second half of the day, it felt like. I went out to buy Mama's clothes for the viewing. Somehow was blessed to manage to find something nice and classy and beautiful that she would have worn in her daily life on a nice day out. (At her best and happier times, before things got really hard and her health made it so much harder, and her isolation.)

Was taken to drop them off at the funeral home. The woman who works there is eons more truly kind than the church people who are so cold whom I'm having to deal with to get anywhere. She hugged me, and interestingly, instinctively, probably, she patted my back while she hugged me...like my mother did...which was learned when she burped me as a baby. I didn't say my thought but I asked her if she had kids, and she said yes, a daughter and a grandson in another state. Reflexes like that are learned and ingrained. Even if you're not literally burping an adult, but you're softly treating them like they're your child. God.... Just writing this. :''''s

Then I finally made it back home. My sister was going to come over but I got home an hour later than intended. So she came then. Still very good, because I've needed her. But we missed the event at the library, which I had intended to go to because Mama wanted for us to go together. So I hope they do more of them in future. Tarot card night. So that she and I can go together and sort of make up for that loss.

She hung out with me for hours and we just talked. Opened up a lot more about my life and she did about hers, some, too, though she was trying to be a listener for me, which was so kind.

Didn't end up being cuddly, but that will come with time. Wish it had been the right mood or energy, or that I could have it now. I'm having to take my hugs wherever I can get them. Mom and I were so physically affectionate and cuddly. Especially the harder that our lives became and how starved for grounding social connection we were. We were a team and only had each other. Yes, it was largely a chain reaction from her bad life choices. But those came from extreme, immense trauma and dissociation that had shaped her whole life. I cannot hold it against her now that she's gone. I couldn't do anything else, couldn't afford to do anything else, while she was alive, because she was still holding me back. Now I have to find a balance and it's finding me and I have to forgive. Wish to GOD it didn't have to happen this way... I wanted freedom and good life changes and a new start for us in this place, and my own independence, so that THEN I could really work on rebuilding our relationship. As it was, under her thumb I was bitter and hateful and we fought and god, fuck it was so unbelievably ugly. Back and forth between that and hugs and love because we recognized just how much we needed each other to heal.

My sister helped me to clean just by being there. She surely felt useless because I didn't invite her to do much. But typical for the ADD and just the...being human, I needed to have her around to do any of it.

Prepared more of my "forever broth" using the leftovers from before she passed away. So this was technically her last meal. I mixed the dregs of her tiny bowl into the rest of it and then added my pasta slurry/starch water and some spice and boiled it together. Ate a bowl, so this was my way of eating that meal with her one last time. The rest will go into the forever broth properly. This is my ritual now. It's like spiritual and spiritually involved and connecting for me.

When you make the same foods as your loved ones did in life, you are eating the same things, you are connected to them. With culture this means through centuries. With the "forever broth" it's even deeper. A literal part of it touched their mouth/stomach/bowl. Even years later, that was still true. Continuity in a serious way. You are still sharing that one, long meal with them. Together.

Even if I for some reason lost or finished this batch one day, I can always make the same foods. I have that knowledge in me. She was praising me for really having begun to teach myself how to cook. As in, without fearfully following recipes, hoping not to fail or fuck up. I learned that cooking traditionally wasn't and didn't have to be that: recipes are just guidelines. So it freed me to finally be confident with it. I enjoyed learning from her.

I need to get all of Nana's recipes from her psycho brother. He has all the copies. I will make them and feel things about the ones she made. I will try to remember recipes that were favorites of hers or her own, not just her mother's. Her adaptations. If I can.

I could write and write. I'm done for the night.

No benadryl. This will be interesting.

Good night. So, hopefully, good night's sleep, too.

Fitting and also spiritual that the third day was easier. Also so evident that socialization heals me, at least the right way anyway.

It looks as though I will be forced by money constraints to cremate instead of bury. So I am insistent on a viewing beforehand. Yes, I am bitter abou this and will probably deeply continue to be. Greed. Greed.

On the way to the thrift store to buy her clothing, I was in an Uber with a Turkish man who spoke to me of his own loss of his 35/36? year old wife, to a heart attack. And how he would never love again. Mom was like that with my stepdad.... I get it. I get it. He helped me immensely and was so kind.

Goodness exists. I feel things. Keeping going.

#personal #grief #mm tag

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heyftinally · 8 months

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Okay, I'm severely pissed about the way my house runs, and I need to bitch about it because I feel like I bother my friends with this too much, but it never gets any fucking better.

So my house has three residents. Myself, my sibling who is five years younger than me, and our mother. All three of us are adults.

My sibling isn't required to lift a damn finger.

I am.

On any given day, here's a list of the things I do around the house:

Laundry (everyone's)

Dishes (everyone's)

Seasonally - shovel snow, rake leaves, help with yard tasks in a general sense.

Run my own small business (@sparktacular.designs on Instagram), including hand making stickers, processing orders/payments, making packing materials (thank you cards and sealing stickers), and packing and shipping orders. I'm a one-woman show on this, so if you buy from me, it's literally *just me* doing all of this lol

Draw/make basically anything my mom asks for, unpaid. I've made magnets valued at over $200 for the full set, I've made over a hundred resin gummy bears for math manipulatives for the classroom she works in, and I've spent countless hours drawing her things that I then help her cut out on *her* cricut, which she barely knows how to use. 80% of her projects on it are basically her saying "I want this" and me making it happen. Any given design she wants takes me anywhere between one and four hours of drawing on my tablet.

Now, in contrast, this is what my sibling is responsible for:

Dishes

Yes, really. That's it.

At the beginning of the year I finally got a dish schedule implemented after bitching about the fact that I was doing dishes six days a week while my sibling sat on their ass and did nothing, yet had the audacity to tell me I was "cosplaying as an adult" when I told them to get off their ass and do the dishes one god damn time.

So the schedule looks like this:

M/W/F - Me

T/TH/Sat - sibling

Sun - mom

That's fine by me.

But that's not what happens.

What happens is:

M/W/F - Me

T - sibling

Th - piles up

Sat - piles up

Sun - mom does the rest of sibling's dishes

On top of this we frequently run out of dishes (particularly bowls) because said sibling makes food and then won't bring the dishes out of their room for weeks on end.

It's usually around this time that I start pointing out again that SIBLING needs to do THEIR JOB and wash the dishes, and mom proceeds to do them all the next morning.

Now, if I leave the dishes for a day or two or three, or a week, doesn't matter, I'm expected to do them. I don't get a special free pass.

My sibling is not disabled in any way, though ironically my best friend is disabled and chronically ill, and still does more house chores than my sibling.

At this point I don't know what to do. I'm sick of being treated like I'm worth nothing more to my family than a live-in resource. I genuinely don't think any of them like me. They certainly don't give a shit about me. The only time anything gets better is when I make a scene, and that only fixes things temporarily until my sibling gets to fuck off again. Oh, and what do they do all day watch YouTube. That's it. They have no employment, self or otherwise. They just watch YouTube all day.

I'm so beyond over it, and there's nothing I can do to change it. I'm stuck here because I can't afford to move out, and living here genuinely makes me mentally unwell.

#personal

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sk3tch404 · 2 years

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https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLA9lTFTzBoiEsLV51XJhYEfcJtfMj4bsJ

^^I think those were my main ones but Ofc there's probably ones that I missed due to missing childhood memories 😔

And YEHEHEHEA BOIII THISE 7MIN IN HEAVEN QUIZZES- istg id always get Eyeless Jack every time and if I didn't get him, I'd retake the quiz until I did 💀💀 and yeah he was my "main boyfriend" during my creepypasta phase and the funny thing is, I'm not sure if it even was because of his personality, I think it was just because he wore a BLUE mask.

Now lil funfact about me, when I was little, I was FUCKING O B S E S S E D WITH THE COLOUR BLUE. Always wanted to wear blue clothes, eat blue food, drink blue drinks (there was this one energy drink with a blue color that tasted absolutely awful, I still pestered my family members to buy it for me, even though I didn't like drinking it at all 🥲) I wanted EVERYTHING in blue—

So yeah, I held a questionable "love" for Mr.Kidney Eater lmfao. Also like, I left the CP before like, Bloody Painter and the others newer ones were made, so when I revisited it a while back I was like "who tf is this guy" and speaking of what changed after I left, I remember that EJs OG backstories was smth along the lines of "his father was a doctor, some shit happened, his father poked his eyes with like a Fireplace poker thingie and THATS why he got em black goo leaky eyes" and he was just Some Dude™ but that's also changed, I was so confused when they addressed him as a Demonic Creature like 👁👄👁 where'd my lil silly man go? (Not that I miss it THAT much but going from hahaha doctor twink with scalpel to an actual Threat™ was pretty jarring) there was also the gratification of getting The Smart One as a kid, like yeah I'm Not Like Other Girls I get the cool one, not JEFF. Oh, the Hipster/Internalised Misogyny Mindset my detested 💀

Speaking of old!Fanon, remember when they made Hoodie&Masky obsessed with cheesecake? And the reason WHY they made them obsessed with turned out to be pretty scummy actually? Big oof, big oof 💀

And OMFG THE PUBLISHED JEFF FANFIC AINT NO WAY— its honestly kinda impressive if you really think about it ngl imagine being able to sell physical copies of your fanfics without having it being just you printing out every pane in A4 format 🤔 it's just kinda unfortunate that the fanfics that DO get published are all kind of,,, crap (cough cough After cough 50 shades cough cough) like no flake on the authors (mostly) because good for them for being able to make money off smth they love doing (at least I think they do) but holy fuck what I would give if they actually published the good fanfics :,)

-Ren'py anon

YOU’LL NEVER TAKE US ALIIIVEEEEE

that’s the first one that was on there lol

GOD I LOVED KESHA HER MUSIC WAS TOP TIER

Lovely choices of nostalgia :D

LMFAO THAT’S A VALID REASON FOR WHY U WERE SO OBESSED WITH HIM. HOT MYSTERY MAN WITH MASK THAT IS ALSO A KILLER 😍😍😍 YUPPPPP THATS A KEEPER

And yeah no I can totally understand why you were so obsessed with blue! As kids, we literally have no idea of self identity and struggle with making a person out of ourselves. A lot of us grab ahold of one thing and try to stick with it, even when we don’t like it. I used to try so hard to be a tomboy. I hated pink, I didn’t like wearing skirts, I didn’t like makeup saying that I ‘liked being more natural’’, I wore an absurd amount of ugly male sweatshirts, T-shirts, and skinny jeans from Aeropostale, and most of all, I hated on other girls for being LITTLE GIRLS???

That got really deep oops, but yeah, most logical and relatable thing ever am I right 😂😂😂😂😂😂🤣🤣😂🤣🤣🤣🤣😂 /hj

I’ve never looked into EJ’s backstory, all I knew is that he was hot, ate kidneys, and had goo for eyes. BUT OH MY GOD WHAT. WHY ARE CREEPYPASTA PARENTS ACTUALLY MONSTERS??? Probably because 11-18 year olds were sharing and altering the stories during the early 2010′s and whatever. Anyway, A FIREPLACE POKER INTO EJ’s EYES??? THAT IS SO BRUTAL HOLY SHIT. It’s so funny how you’re all like, “Oh shit man that’s crazy. Anyway, where’s my funky little cannibal? ^^”

I hate it when people change stories to smth paranormal or demonic. Like, I have little to no issues with it, but GOD DAMN do they butcher tf out of the genre.

Ah yes, that I”M DIFFERENT FROM OTHER GIRLS AND DON’T CARE ABOUT STUPID THINGS LIKE SELF CARE AND ESTEEM. No I could NEVER act like a decent person who doesn’t argue over every little thing 🙄🙄🙄

Yes yes yes YES, that whole Hoody and Masky thing was actually really cruel. I thought they just really loved cheesecake just like how Toby really liked waffles. Turns out, the entire Marble Hornets fandom made fun of the figure/weight of the actor who played Masky. Saying he should, ‘lay off the cheescake’.

That was so messed up man. I know it was early internet banter, but god damn that was just straight up brutal.

Yeah, I was shocked too. How could something THAT bad be published with STOLEN cover art? 😭 The story was shitty as all bad Wattpad fanfics are. If people actually published the good fanfics, the world would go CRAZY.

AN X READER FANFIC THAT IS GOOD? IMPOSSIBLE! BURN THE DIFFERENT KIND OF WRITING AND REJECT IT IN THE NAME OF GENERAL SOCIETY!!!

Unfortunately, 50 shades of grey had that fame despite it’s.... interesting contents. Some people love it, most people despise it now over the years.

It is such a shame that doesn’t happen more often though. It is quite embarrassing to say you read fanfiction, but it shouldn’t be so condemned and tossed away for it’s notoriety with the bad ones that got around.

#renpy anon #you give the greatest hot takes #and give the most interesting asks #Once in a while i finally get to your asks #and genuinely have fun #although it's a bit of a hassle #i enjoy it!#sorry for the loooooong time #i have so many things taking up my time #but i finally got to this #whooo hooo!!!

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1547

What weird food combinations do you enjoy? It’s not weird in my culture but I might get stares for it somewhere else – instant noodles and bread. We usually eat the combination either as a sandwich, or just separately where you take a bite of the bread after a forkful of the noodles.

Where do you get your news? It’s largely online now. Sometimes I’ll catch a glimpse of the news on TV, but that’s only whenever my family and I sit down for dinner.

What social stigma does society need to get over? Within my own society/culture at least, abortion and pre-marital sex. What is the best/worst prank that you've played on someone? Just easy ones like hiding someone’s phone. I’m not a big prankster.

What was the last photo you took? A ‘depression fort’ is what I wanna call it haha, that I made yesterday. I’m feeling unwell this weekend so a significant chunk of yesterday was spent covered in a huge blanket and watching hours of Run BTS on end. Does BTS even know how many lives they’ve saved from a single web series? I really hope they do.

What are you currently worried about? Just...the week ahead. Heavy workload as always and I technically should be working on them this weekend to save myself the backlog but my god have I been nonstop for the last few days. I’m thinking of giving myself just these two days so I can have some semblance of work-life balance, lol.

Do you think aliens exist? Sure do. Have you seen that recent photo of how big this universe is?

What mythical creature do you wish actually existed? I don’t care for those.

What are you interested in that most people aren't? Taking these surveys, probably. < Haha this is good. The royal family, too. I know most people tune into them and know who they are, but I doubt many others have read up on them and their history at least as much as I have. It’s a weird little interest that always sends me into conflict about my feelings about them, lol.

What's the most ridiculous thing you have bought? It was this stupid soap bar that was pink and had “Gay Bar” carved on it. It was meant to be a silly novelty gift for my ex way way back but for some reason I never got to hand it over, so it stayed with me for years. It was stupidly, stupidly expensive and I still don’t know what was running through my head when I decided to buy it and thought it would make a funny gift lol.

What sounds hit you with major nostalgia every time you hear them? 1 Thing by Amerie. And any hit from the 2000s to early 2010s, really.

If given the oppurtunity to open a museum, what kind would you create? It’d be an art gallery and I’d love to curate works created by Armys because there are loads of talented fans out there. I don’t plan on making the exhibits BTS-themed since I feel that would get boring so fast, but it’ll be a collection of works from local artists who just so happen to be fellow fans.

When was the last time you immediately regretted what you said? I’m not sure, actually. It’s been a while since I just blurted something out without thinking haha, I tend to be more cautious these days.

What's the silliest thing you've seen someone get upset about? My mom turns into a complete Karen every time we drive into a village we don’t have a car sticker (i.e. proof of home ownership) to and is asked to turn in an ID, and it drives me nuts. I tell her every time that “this has literally ALWAYS been the rule” – and it really has been, you’ve always needed to surrender a fucking ID until the pandemic – but why it makes her go off the rails I’ll never understand. I feel the worst about the fact that she takes it out on the security guards who are just following the rules. What was the best thing that happened to you today? It’s the weekend.

Do you consider yourself a good cook? Nah.

What's the dumbest thing someone has argued with you about? I had an aunt who once couldn’t stop harassing me about the fact that she thinks my favorite singers/groups lipsync. She’s the type of person who believes she’s right 100% of the time and will always shove her truth down your throat to satisfy herself, so I remember being super annoyed at that useless conversation. And I was like 13 at the time, so I didn’t and still don’t understand why she wanted to push my buttons that day.

What did you google last? Sogalbisal.

What fashion trend makes you cringe or laugh everytime you see it? When designer brands make distressed versions of normal clothes. Like ripped jeans, ripped t-shirts are fine, they’re whatever – by distressed versions I mean like making versions of clothes that look like they’ve been worn a thousand times and dragged through grass and mud. There was one that went viral not too long ago, I just can’t for the life of me remember the brand name right now.

What's your favorite holiday movie? Love Actually is a Christmas tradition for me and my cousins.

How ambitious are you? I have a good amount of it in me, which I feel shoud be necessary especially now that I’m still in my early (soon mid) 20s...I feel like my job is currently imprisoning me quite a bit, but I also know that as soon as I figure out the timing and get the hell out of it my ~ambition is gonna go balls to the wall crazy hahaha.

What topic could you spend forever talking about? Childhood memories.

Which way should toilet paper hang, over or under? Over.

What word is a lot of fun to say? Schtick.

If you didn't have to sleep, what would you do with the extra time? Binge-watch a buuuuuuuunch of stuff.

Are you usually early or late? I used to be passionately early all the time for everything. That changed after the pandemic I think, because now I’m usually anywhere between 5-30 minutes late to stuff.

What do you wish you knew more about? Anything to do with art and creating things, really. Painting, shading, using Photoshop, editing videos...it’s a pity because my imagination has the tendency to go wild and I always can’t bring those visions to life.

What is the most annoying question you've been asked? When I’m planning to be in a relationship and/or have kids. I always just tell those people “we’ll see” because it’s much safer and family-friendly than “I don’t date anymore because a past relationship nearly killed me.”

How different was your life 1 year ago? I still liked my job and went into every day enjoying my workload with my teammates, but other than that not much has changed. I’m still happy (at least in all other aspects of my life that’s not work) and I’m still obsessed with BTS lol; I’m just burned out now and can’t say I ever got close to my associate.

What quirks do you have? I always get called out for not liking fruits.

What movie title best describes your life? Maybe Into the Wild, just because I’m thrust to new different experiences everyday and my life is generally fast-paced. What was the last lie you told? My dad asked how I was doing, to which I replied I’m doing great. The only other option was break down in tears and I wasn’t doing that, hahaha.

What type of music do you listen to? To say my music catalog is overwhelmingly K-pop is an understatement. Sometimes I’ll go back to my roots and listen to punk rock, synth pop, folk, indie, etc...but it doesn’t take long before I go back to K-pop.

Are you a good listener? Sure.

What is your favorite milkshake flavor? Cookies and cream or anything that incorporates my favorite chocolate snacks like Maltesers or Kit-Kat.

Do you think you're brave? Not entirely. There are things I’m brave about and some things that I’m not.

What are you most grateful for in your life? My friends have done a spectacular job helping me keep sane and avoid another panic attack/nervous breakdown, which I haven’t had in years.

What is a relationship deal breaker for you? My last relationship made me realize I’m way too forgiving because I had always let go of stuff that should’ve been dealbreakers. But now that I know better, gaslighting would be a big ol’ red flag.

What are some things that give you complete peace of mind? Anything that is not work, honestly. My bar for peace and happiness has been set too low at this point LOL that anything I do or go to or experience that isn’t remotely related to my job already helps me tons.

Would you like to explore another planet? I mean yeah but only if I magically got to be part of like a NASA project or something. I wouldn’t want to hop on something that is entirely for commercial purposes. Who was your favorite cartoon character as a child? Spongebob.

What would you do if you were the president of your own country? Give the Marcoses hell.

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servin-up-surveys · 2 years

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survey #036

(& this one is yesterday’s, oops 2.0)

If you get married, who would cook? Well, I WANT to learn so it can usually be me so at least I'm pulling my own weight in doing SOMETHING, but yeah I'm a horrific cook for multiple reasons. We'll uhhhhh figure this out eventually. How many towels do you use after a shower? Well, it WAS one until I fell. Now I have an extra towel just outside the shower so it's easier for me to walk/keep grip. Does wearing your hair up symbolize that it is unwashed? My hair is too short to even try to put up, so. Would you smoke marijuana if it were legal? By this point in time, to cope with anxiety flare-ups? Yes. i just wouldn't want to let it become a regular habit because I don't want to smoke ANYthing, not just cigarettes. If you believe in god, why? I don't. The reason why is a simple "look around you." Call it pessimism, but I call it not being willing to be gaslit by something that isn't there. Would you ever flash a cop if you knew you’d get out of a ticket? Ew, absolutely not. What is your guilty pleasure song right now? Oh idk. How many jobs have you had? I've been considered employed at places three times, but I literally only count my first one in resumes and stuff because while ALL were incredibly short, that one lasted the longest. Do you give homeless people money? No, primarily because I don't HAVE any. If/when I do though, it'd be nice to do what my mom does every once in a while and buy them some food from a drive-thru or something. My mother has literally befriended numerous homeless individuals because she's so goddamn selfless as to spend her very little money on like, a breakfast biscuit and water bottle for people less fortunate than her. Mom's always preferred giving them actual essentials over money that can very well be misused, and I agree with that in most cases. How many times have you listened to your most played song on iTunes? Oh GOD, I don't remember, but I actually remember it was listed as "Donaukinder" by Rammstein, haha. I KNOW that function is inaccurate though, like some numbers simply COULDN'T be right. Do you get excited when you hear "Misery Business?" GET HYPE FOR THAT SONG OR GET OUT, WE BELT IT HERE Could you pull off orange hair? I've considered a light, creamsicle orange and even edited a photo of me with this, and it actually didn't look bad at all, I liked it. Might get it one day. What did you last get fancy for? I wouldn't have called it "fancy," but I did put SOME effort into being pretty when Girt and I went to the movies. Dream pet? G. pulchra/Brazilian black tarantula as well as the E. murinus/skeleton leg tarantula, a high-expression lavender western/plains hognose, and a really bright sunset morph ball python. The last will probably never happen, like the prices are ABSURD, but it *is* called a "dream" pet, haha. Have you ever watched a movie in class/school that made you cry? Oh biiiiitch, many, lmao I cry so easily. What physical feature do you wish you had (i.e. freckles, curly hair)? Hey could I at least have SOMEWHAT of a butt please god I am SELF-CONSCIOUS I want CAKE What fictional character (i.e. Bambi, Scarlette O'Hara) would you marry? hey so have you guys heard of Who Killed Markiplier? and met Damien h-h-he's really amazing and wholesome and beautiful and selfless and caring and bye I got something in my eye Have you ever painted a picture of somebody? Mhm, for some art assignments. Did you enjoy your past relationships? While I was in them, yes. Except for Tyler's and my two-week "trial" that was just a stupid idea. What’s the best Nirvana song? I think maybe "Come As You Are." Possibly "Drain You," that's a real good one too. Who was the last boy that you saw cry? My boyfriend. I got upset yesterday over medicine stuff and cried a little bit. Does your mom know you do surveys? Rarely I'll do a shorter one on Facebook, and she's actually told me she likes reading them and please that's fuckin wholesome, y'all. Which of Britney Spears’ songs is your favorite? Hunny "Womanizer" is one of my favorite pop songs in all of history, completely serious. Would you take a dirty picture of yourself for someone you are dating? WOULD I, if I actually had any confidence in my body and we were very serious and clearly based in respect and sincere love versus just lust, maybe? I don't know. I know certain pictures I absolutely wouldn't take, but then some others/certain poses don't freak me out too much. How picky are you when it comes to choosing who to kiss or not kiss? I am PICKY. I REALLY have to like you. Is your father homophobic? He probably is, but I'm not about to text him and ask randomly lmao Have you ever applied make-up on a guy, for any reason at all? Haha yeah, I did that once w/ Jason. Who is the person that you are afraid of losing, above everyone else? My mom. She's sworn nothing bad has happened health-wise, but she's actually setting up her will now, and it's... really upsetting me, even though it's obviously very important. My life literally COULD NOT be the same when she dies. Our relationship deadass feels like a mother bird that just refuses to kick her chick out, and her death is going to be that branch falling and I'm just there with no fucking idea what to do to start flying on my own. It is absolutely, positively terrifying to think about. How old was the first person you kissed? When we kissed, he would have been a couple months into 18. Has anyone ever told you that you’re a good singer? Somehow. IIII disagree, haha. Biggest trouble you’ve ever gotten into at school? I got detention I think twice for too many tardies coming into school in the mornings. I was a FUCKING NIGHTMARE getting out of bed. Jalapeños: yay or nay? BITCH get on my fuckin pizza and my subs please ily Did you ever play Minecraft? Nah, not my kind of game. Do you feel protective over someone? My nieces and nephews, Girt, Mom, and my younger sister are the strongest ones. Do you enjoy blueberry muffins? omg YES How many pillows are on your bed? Four. I use two, then I also just keep Girt's two there as well for when he's here. It's comforting, them being there, even when he's not. How many boats have you been on in your lifetime? Oh idk, I've been fishing out on boats too much to count. Do you ever go to a lake and feed ducks/geese? No, that's never really the primary reason we go to City Lake. On the rare occasion we go out there to take pictures for whatever reason, though, sometimes we'll get some seeds from a dispenser they have. Please don't feed ducks bread, btw. You're hurting them and the water they get food from. What was the last online review you left? ... Have I EVER done that? I dunno. What's a memory you have that involves animals? Ha, I love this one: getting pictures taken with a fucking ginormous snake as a very little kid and my mother nearly pissing herself, lol. I can't for the life of me remember what it was, probably some giant python, but I LOVED that snake. I just sat in that room petting it, looking at it in total awe while pictures were taken of it just chillin' with me. I wonder where Mom has those pictures... I would love to see them again. Would you rather plant a vegetable or flower garden? Flower. Is there anything currently bothering you? Yes; last night was very rough, and I don't understand why. Girt spent the night, and I woke that poor man and myself up SO many times screaming from nightmares. I haven't been having them almost at all lately, and yet I had SO many, and it doesn't make sense. I was in a perfectly good mood going to sleep, too. I don't know what aggravated them so much. Did you have hand-me-down clothes when you were growing up? Some, yeah. There's really no point in wasting clothes that are in good quality and I like them but just don't fit someone else (aka my older sister) anymore. What was the last song you listened to? HEHEHEH "Pussy" by Rammstein is ending rn, what a stupid and equally fucking legendary song that's good at getting a smile outta me bc it's just so fucking dumb lmao. Do you still talk to anyone you went to high school with? Yes. One of 'em every day 'cuz I'm dating him. Have you ever had to dispute a charge on your credit card? I've never even HAD a credit card. What’s your favourite book genre? Fantasy, especially those with their own, complex worlds and rules of said universes, imaginary creatures, all that cool stuff. What was your first job? Did you like it? Sales associate at GameStop, and no, but to no fault of the business/who i worked with themselves. My co-workers and boss were great, I am just NOT meant to work with people, especially trying to convince them into buying stuff or knowing all these current deals going on and shit. It wasn't fit for me. Has anyone ever seen you naked? I wanna be a smartass and point out I was sorta born naked, but I get what you're asking, so yes. What would you order to drink if you were in a bar right now? I have for some fucking reason been wanting a strawberry sangria for a LONNNNNGGGGG time now, halp How old were you when you started to wear a bra, if ever? I don't know my exact age, but it was an appropriate time. I seem to faintly remember Mom talking to me about that and starting to shave my legs on the same day. What do you keep in your bedside table? Um I like to keep a drink beside me, there's my lamp, a wax warmer I think, and I also keep the remote for my color-changing moon-shaped lamp there. Is there anyone like an actor or singer, whose voice you find sexy? I think everyone does but noteworthy for me lately is Till Lindemann's normal/talking voice like it's calming as a motherfucker, sir can you PLEASE read me bedtime stories asldkjfal;edjfw Do you enjoy Tim Burton films? Which one is your favourite? Tim Burton is the ABSOLUTE best. There are three that I'm particularly fond of: Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, Alice in Wonderland, and Corpse Bride. I actually decided a VERY long time ago that I want the wedding vows from the last mention to be my own whenever I get married. Do you let your pets sleep in your bed? Roman lives in this house. Therefore, my bed is just a piece of his furniture. Cookie is allowed to come up too on the rare occasion she wants to, but I don't let her sleep up there because I get uncomfortable. She likes to sleep like ON your head. Do any of your favorite musicians ever write music for/with other artists? Well, both of Ozzy's new songs that have been released are with other artists, and the newer generation fucking loved him/thought he was "up and coming" when Post Malone made a song with him, so... haha, he collabs QUITE a bit. Various Rammstein members also have their own bands/have collabed with other artists, too. I also saw a video very recently of the time they did the instrumentals to Manson's "The Beautiful People" live and PLEASE it was fantastic. What is your favorite collaboration between two different musicians? OHHHHH, YIKES. So many, GAAAAH... Well the first one that comes to mind is Ozzy & Lita Ford with "If I Close My Eyes Forever," ABsolutely beautiful, but I don't know if that's my *favorite*, it's just a strong pick. I dunno man, there's a lot. Have you ever changed your clothes in the car? Yes. Would you ever have a deceased pet stuffed? No, that... creeps me out. I have very conflicting opinions on taxidermy for ANY reason, but getting the animal you love(d) STUFFED to KEEP WITH YOU how it looked in life doesn't sound healthy for the grieving/healing process for me *personally*. Would you ever have a pet cremated? Yes, my dog's ashes are literally beside my bed with a little tribute area to him. Do you believe in the existence of parallel universes? No, but I'm not naive enough to say they ABSOLUTELY don't exist. Gone garbage can tipping? I am going to pretty confidently assume I know what that is and call any fucking "dignified" human being that enjoys dumping trash everywhere as being what REALLY belongs in the fucking junkyard. Can you stick your fist in your mouth? bro if I tried to find out rn and my mom walked by I would kill my fucking self lmfao so ig we never gonna know When was the last time you were high on anything? Never. Ever had a bloody nose? Yes. Have you ever caught a fish? Yeah. Once I caught a catfish through the eyeball (idk bro) and I will forever feel so guilty, haha. It obviously lost its eye getting the hook out... aaaaand this is a reason I don't fish anymore, like I wasn't going to keep and eat the fish so I literally tortured a very confused and scared animal. Wow I feel gross now. What was the last thing you ate? Mom made some nice burgers today for dinner. Do you own a blender? Yeah. Have you ever been slapped? Absolutely not in the face, but more than once my mom has slapped me on the arm, and I was spanked growing up if I did something I shouldn't have. PSA, don't spank your fucking children. Don't hit ANYBODY. Do you like Snapple? No, actually. What do you want pierced? Collarbones and back dimples when I'm at a place where I'm more confident in my weight being healthy and consistent, right nostril, and then probably just a lot in my ears. There are a few more I'm interested in, but they'd look stupid/be too concealed and pointless with me wearing glasses. Do you like taking pictures? Of myself, no. But I'm going to try and get better at that; something I realized yesterday is that I simply almost DON'T exist in pictures of family, something my mom hates, too. I always opt out of pictures because I don't want to see myself, and I'm finally realizing it's depressing so am trying to keep that in mind going forward. Have you ever started a rumor? Absolutely not. How do you vent your anger? It usually culminates in crying, which tends to help me. What do you want a tattoo of? Hmmmm let's think of one I don't think I've mentioned in the past... okay so the first that came to mind was actually one of the statues from Resident Evil 8, the one with the nude women and one (or all?) has a deer skull as her head. The FIRST fucking time I watched a let's play of the game, I was immediately like, "TATTOO." It's not a super high priority one, but it's something I wanna do eventually somewhere. What was the last compliment you received? Girt called me beautiful when I was having a super hard time about some stuff yesterday. ;_; Could you ever be a vegetarian? I've tried, and no. I would 100% be malnourished. Oh my fucking god tho actually I mentioned I wanted to try cauliflower wings one day (I swear I've heard they're very good) yesterday and Girt looked at me like I was an ACTUAL abomination lmfao Do you look more like your mother or father? I don't know, I hear both. What do you like most about your body? I mean... she ain't pretty but she got a bangin' immune system, lmao. What do you like least about your body? My weight. Easy fuckin' peezy. Is your best friend a virgin? No. Would you ever dye your hair red? I'd totally dye it a shade of red again, I LOVED my red hair. The one color that fucking stook to my hair like actual glue.

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19eyebrows · 2 years

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Hiii!! So I saw you posted that you need ideas for a fanfic, so here are a few that I feel like you could use! (I have some more on my page if you aren’t feeling any of the below)

• Praise Kink AU (already recommended in your comments, but the idea may be fun to write)

• I’m not sure of the name of this AU, but it’s basically where one day, Mo wakes up with a tail and cat ears, and he has to figure out a way to get rid of them.

• Spy AU! They’re working on a top secret mission. You can make this as spicy or as pg as necessary :)

• Genie/God AU. One day, He Tian finds a golden luxuriously designed teapot. Little did he know was that it held a powerful spirit with anger issues

I hope this helps! Happy writing!! <3

@kindregard @dollitanea and @stfuoxjustupdated : all those ideas inspired me to write a combination of the God/Genie AU and the Praise kink AU. Hope you'll like it <3 I'll do it in headcanon style because i have many ideas and not enough time to write a full ff. (but i wish i could)

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- Mo Guanshan is a lower god who got cursed to serve humans for eternity

- he angered the higher demon She Li who demanded full loyalty and who-knows-what from Mo who refused to give in

- so She Li cursed him to serve humans who Mo despised so much because of their greedy and violent behaviour

- Mo was caged in a teapot for now over 300 years

- whenever a human found his teapot and took a sip of the made tea Guanshan would manifest and had to fulfil his masters demands for three years than he would be given to the next owner by chance

- but sometimes the teapot would get lost and between his owners are long years of Mo not be able to get out - the curse is really terrible - if he is out on earth he has to serve, if he doesn't serve he is caged for multiple years (sometimes mor than 30 years)

- many owerns of him were real asshols who just wanted to get their desires satisfied (not sexual but material) and never treated Mo real well

- especially when they found out that Mo wasn't able to do the big things like winning a war or get someone back from the death or even kill someone. He wasn't even able to make someone rich per se. He could help lifting the status and could make things happen that would lead to money but the humans still had to do their part. Mo was still just a lower god without the big power.

- except for an old woman who found Mo back in 1910 who was really kind to him and never demand anything big. Mostly health and food for her family. It had been Mo's most happy years since he got cursed

- it was the first time he experienced kindness and now he was longing for it.

- than years of silence again

- until He Tian found the teapot in an antique shop

- something had made him buy that old thing but he could say why. He wasn't even the big tea drinker.

- but then, just when he was purring his first cup of tea the air change and suddenly there was a young man in his living room

- "What the-" he would have screamed but his mouth was already covered by a hand

- "Yeah yeah surprise and shit. Can we skip the part where you're freaking out and try to kill me? Would make things easier for both of us. So will you let me introduce myself without screaming?"

- He Tian is too shocked to literally do ANYTHING

- "Perfect" and so Mo introduces himself and he gave He Tian time to process everything

"To get it straight... You are a god."

"Yup"

"And you are here to serve me for 3 years if I agree to it?"

"Unfortunately"

"Because, and I quote 'that asshole god fucked you over real bad'"

"That's the deal"

"So I can ask for anything?"

"Mostly, as long as you play by the rules I just explained."

"No war, no money, no killing."

"Wow one of the smarter monkeys, must be my luck day"

- He Tian takes the deal

- first he demands stupid things from Mo (cooking, cleaning, reading to him) and Guanshan already thinks that his new master is a real weirdo. He feels more like a maid than a god

- and He Tian does something really uncommon: he thanks Mo whenever a demand was fulfilled

- over the time He Tian grew found of his new found roommate. First he teased him quite a lot (try to find out what the god would do and what not and how he would react) but once that curiosity was satisfied he just enjoyed the company

- Mo finds out that He Tian was actually a lonely human

- he saw him handing out with 'friends' but He Tian never seems to genuinely having fun or telling anyone about himself. He was very closed

- "You humans are really weird. Why are you acting all fake when you are together? I don't get it"

- He Tian is quite for a moment "Because we don't want anyone to see our weaknesses. We have to act to fit in the society"

"Sounds like a shitty live to me"

"Says the god who is dammed to play butler 24/7 for eternity?"

"Touché"

- He Tian than smiles genuinely and Mo is a bit taken aback

"Tell me more about you and what it's like to be a god. Is there a way to break that curse of yours?"

"There is... but i would rather be serving She Li himself than going that way"

"What is it?"

"I would have to give up on my immortality and became a human"

"Would it be that bad"

"Yes"

- He Tian wasn't expecting that answer but he didn't pressed any further, somehow it made him sad

- later they kept oon with their weird coexistence until one day He Cheng came for a visit.

- Mo was hidden in his teapot but still could hear all what the brothers were talking about. Mostly how disappointed their father was with He Tian that would hid himself away when he should be helping their family business already. He Tian was arguing back that he needed to concentrate on his studies and will help once he was done. His brother didn't sounded very convinced. "You know that you can't escape." "At least I can try"

-when He Cheng was gone some time passed until He Tian was calling for Mo

- he seems down and exhausted when Mo appeared before him

- He Tian let himself lay down on the couch and the silence grew

"Can I do anything?" (Mo doesn't knew how to handle the situation)

"Can you make my family disappear? Or me?"

"I already told you that I can't kill anyone"

"No not kill-argh doesn't matter. I just want to be away from all this. Living a normal life. Do you understand?"

"No" how could a god understand those things?

"But I have an idea" he took He Tians hand

"Say 'I wish to be far away'"

"I wish to be far away?"

"Wish granted"

- and Mo teleports them on a greek island

- it won't make He Tians problems disappear but it was the only thing Mo could think about to cheer him up. To take him far away.

- they spent a beautiful evening at the beach until it was time to return.

- when it was time to go to bed He Tian held Mo back who was about to return in his teapot

"Can I ask for one more thing."

"Sure"

"Will you join me tonight?"

"Okay, if it's your wish" even if Mo didn’t understand why

- they lay in the dark and suddenly He Tian is grabbing Mo's hand

"Thank you. I'm glad you are here" he whispers

-and suddenly something in Mo is moving, it was like something hot was washing down his vains. It was the feeling of power.

- something Mo didn’t knew and She Li never thought about because Mo was too low ranked was that if a god was acknowledge by another being he would become stronger. And if said beings or more started go praise them (transferring their positiv energy to them) the gods would step up in their rank

- He Tian and the old lady both have acknowledged Mo and thanked him. So it made Mo stronger so he actually just stepped up in rank

- and He Tian's last thanks was so full of honest gratitude and happiness that it hit Mo like a train

- and it became like a drug to him

- He WANTED to be thanked MORE

- He Tian noticed the change in Mo's gratitude, that he put extra efforts in his tasks

- he asks Mo about it and since Mo is not able to lie he explains the situation

"Does that mean you can break the curse on your own if you get stronger."

"Yes! I just need to be strong than that asshole and then his curse is gone for good and I never needed to fear to become a human."

Now He Tian had to ask "Why would that be so horrible? Being a human I mean"

Mo looks him straight in the eyes "Because for our kind you would force them into a body without power that would die. Die in just one blink of the eye. It would be like if you would be forced to live the life of an hamster. It will hurt us and eventually kill us. I'm afraid of it."

- that was a lot to take in. He Tian never thought of it in that way, from his perspective a human live was long enough but for Mo it was nothing. Just a hamster.

- "I'm sorry"

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Part 2 will follow but I'm running out of energy. Hope you like it.

#19 days #he tian #mo guan shan #tianshan #old xian #19 days fanfic #19 days headcanons #19 days fanfiction #Wow that got WAY LONGER than expected holy moly #Hope i can continue soon but i seriously need to rest now #I'm so tired xD #Anyway hope this idea brings joy

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be-ready-when-i-say-go · 3 years

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Anklets and Necklaces

Inspired by this tweet.

@5-secondsofcolor I’m not sorry.

Female Reader insert. NSFW Content (18+). My smut writing is hella rusty. So I do apologize, whoops.

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Calum plays at the anklet, spinning it around and around her joint as her legs are crossed and resting in his lap. The gold jewellry is hardly ever taken off since he gave it to her. In return, she gifted him a chain with a tiny pendant with her initial etched into the back of it. The front of it is an arrowhead. He wears it so often now, that when it’s off, he feels a little incomplete. It’s an easy gesture to carry her everywhere with him.

“Okay we gotta decide what to eat for lunch like now or I’m going to get hangry,” she states.

Calum glances up from his phone, to see her still scrolling on hers. “Oh no. Not hangry,” he teases. But he knows she means it. Her warnings have about a thirty minute window, just enough for a delivery if they get something simple. Or if they want something more complicated, they need to find a snack now while the main course is cooking. “What do you want? Thai? Mexican?”

“Would you hate me if I said I really just wanted nuggets from McDonalds?”

The pout on her lips makes him laugh, “No, I could never. Usual then?”

“Yes, please.”

Stretching across the length of her, Calum pushes his lips together, trying to ask for a kiss. She laughs in return and squeezes his cheeks. “Be lucky you’re cute,” she states before lifting up slightly to meet his lips. “And squishy.”

“Ain’t nothing on me squishy,” he huffs, straightening back up to put her order into the app.

She sets her phone down on her stomach, gazing up over the sharp line of his jaw that his plump cheeks sit atop. And while it’d be easy to return with a poke and a verbal jab about his cheeks, she just watches him. His fingers deftly work over the screen. The white tank sits as a stark contrast to the depth and glow of his skin. “I think all the right things on you are squishy.”

“Yeah, what are those?”

“Your cheeks. And as much as you and your trainer kick your ass, I know happy weight when I see it.”

Calum grins, a chuckle shaking through him as he sets his phone down on the arm of the couch--the order completed on his end. He pinches at her thighs. “Take that back.”

She shakes her head. “No, I don’t think I will. I like it--just like I like my cookies. Hard on the edges gooey in the middle.”

Standing for just a moment to let her legs fall onto the couch, Calum kneels onto the cushion, hovering above her. Her eyes glitter just a little as she talks and the soft easy smile on her face lets him know that it’s all out of love--what’s she’s saying. The pads of his fingers run along the side of her thigh. “Be lucky I love you.”

“I am already lucky, so say what you gotta say. Roast me, my love. It’s not like we don’t do that anyways.”

And truth be told, Calum had no response. Not when he looks at her, because God all he sees is the person that’s been with him on his bad mental days. She’s been there when Calum was sure there was no lower low or higher high. And what do you say to that person that’s been there, seen all of you that there is to see? With a gentle and chaste kiss, Calum settles for silence.

“Cat got your tongue now, huh?”

This--this Calum can respond too. It’s all too easy. “I know what else my tongue can have.”

“I know something your tongue can have too.”

“Really now?” Calum asks, dragging his fingers over the top of her thigh and tracing the line of her lounge shorts. “Food will be here in fifteen minutes though. So that’s up to you.”

“Not nearly enough time to savor it. Besides,” she starts and takes a pause. Her lips pull into a side smile and Calum knows what that means. One brow quirks in anticipation and Calum watches her. The silence settles for a little too long.

“Besides what?” he prompts again.

“Besides, I need the mail to be delivered first.”

“What did you buy?”

“You’ll see later. I promise. It’s really not even supposed to be used for lingerie. But I’ve wanted these for a long time and I specifically have a set I’m trying to complete.”

There’s the black mesh set that she’s slowly been building out. The main piece came in weeks ago, at this point it might even be months ago that that came in. He was privy to it then and gave it the christening that it deserved. But there wasn’t any other lingerie set that needed expansion. Not at least to his recalling. “Which one is it?”

“I’m not saying.”

“Oh please,” he whines, dropping his head into her neck. His lips softly and slowly seal kisses into her warm skin.

“No, Calum. I’ve been waiting on this package for weeks. It got held up in customs and I-” she sighs at his lips sucking at her skin. Not hard enough to cause a bruise, but just enough to make her spine tingle. “You’re going to have to do better than that.”

Calum pushes up, with a huff, sitting back down on the opposite end of the couch. “This is killing me, you know?”

“Well, you ain’t dead yet. So I think you can tough it out for a little bit longer.”

“Begrudgingly--I want you to know that.”

She sits up, swinging her feet to the floor. “Your sacrifice will be duly noted. The mail will be here before you know it.” The couch releases her weight and Calum watches her pad into the kitchen. “Do you want anything?” she calls.

“I’m good,” he returns, knowing that he will be counting down the seconds until the mail comes. She returns with a glass of water, sitting back down on the couch, but bringing her feet up underneath her as she motions to the TV. “You watching that?”

Calum answers with a shrug. He wasn’t anymore. He originally turned it on mostly for the weather and some news. He found himself bored and flipping through channels before settling on the sports channel while he took care of Duke in the morning. Noise to fill the space since his brain needed the distraction. He hadn’t slept all that great the last few nights, decent sleep. The closer and closer the band got to putting out music the more his nerves kicked in--sometimes they were sneaky. The nerves come up faster than Calum had anticipated. And right now, they won the first round. But Calum was working hard to combat them so he could get about his daily life.

“Go crazy,” he finally verbally responds. And she picks up the remote, changing channels too fast for Calum to even understand how you could process what was on before decking it was a no. She eventually settles for HGTV--not quite caring what show was on.

The first knock that comes to the door is the food that Calum ordered for the two of them. He answers it, popping up in the hopes it’s the mail. When it’s not, he sighs just a little but places the bag down onto the coffee table. “Your nugs, my queen,” he teases.

“Thank you, my good sir,” she returns with a grin, opening before divvying out what is for who. “You wouldn’t have happened to shot up like a bat outta hell because you wanted that to be the mail?”

Calum feels the heat in his cheeks, but bumps her shoulder gently. “No, why would I ever want that?”

“Oh I don’t know,” she scoffs in return, dunking a nugget into the sweet and sour sauce. They share a soft bout of laughter before turning their gaze back to the TV. Duke’s paws click as he ventures into the kitchen for a drink of water from his bowl. The lapping and splash of his tongue echoing just slightly as the screen goes dark between the show and the commercial break.

Calum lifts his gaze, taking in the soft angle of her jaw. She curls up around the carton of fries, eyes glued to the screen. Does she even have the slightest clue what she does to him? It’s not even the involved things like dressing up for him, or comforting him. It’s just her, when she’s munching on fries. Or when she sleepily walks behind Duke in the mornings. It’s when she hums as she cooks. It’s the dancing she does when she’s cleaning. It’s the pouts when she messes up on something and her brow furrows in as the determination settles onto her face.

It’s when she fucked up a birthday cake for him once--not greasing the sides of the pan enough and then adding a tad too much milk--called him crying about it and then in a minute flat resolved to make him brownies instead. Because she said she’d be damned if she didn’t make him something sweet to nibble on or pass along to the guys. And Calum’s not even that much of a sweets guy, which she knew, so she only settled on giving him half the batch she made. She, of course, saved the other half for her and her friends.

And it’s just the moments that she’s not even trying that makes Calum melt. Like when she paints her nails, she offers to do his first. Or when she lays down next to Duke, and in their shared silence, they seem to communicate everything with each other.

“I love you,” he states.

She turns, eyes widening for a second before grinning around her sip of iced tea. “I love you.” Her brows furrow just a little. “You okay? You’ve hardly touched your food.”

“Yeah, yeah. I’m fine.”

“If you didn’t want McDonalds, I could’ve done something else. Literally anything else,” she continues on almost as if she hadn’t heard him.

“It’s not the food,” he giggles. Calum reaches out to caress her cheek. “I’m okay.”

She nods. “Okay.”

“I just love you, that’s all. Wanted to share it with you.”

Her grin is soft as it lifts her lips. “Good because you’re not getting rid of me that easy.”

“I wouldn’t dare dream of getting rid of you.”

Another silence envelopes them. Calum finishes his food and takes the empty containers to the trash. Another episode starts up from the speakers and just above it, he hears the chime of his phone. “Do you want me to screen it for you?”

“Yes please!” If it’s one of the guys, they won’t mind her answering. If it’s someone important, he doesn’t want to miss the call.

“Calum’s phone,” she answers but he can already hear her feet shuffling to him in the kitchen. “Okay, Ash. I’ll keep that in mind.” Her voice comes closer and Calum shakes his hands just a little to get rid of the excess water before drying them. “No, I can’t say what it is without taking a look. Did you use the soil I recommended last time?” Another pause comes from her and when Calum turns, he finds her leaning up the kitchen counter, phone halfway pulled down but not fully away from her ear. “Yeah, I definitely think you should consider changing soils. But I can take a better look tomorrow for you. I’m going to pass along the phone now.”

She hands the phone over. “He said it was important.”

“Thank you,” Calum says in a whisper, pressing a kiss to her forehead and then placing the phone to his ear. “Yeah, Ash?”

Calum’s not even sure how long the conversation goes on. At first, it is important information that Ashton’s trying to confirm--a date and time for a meeting that they had later in the week. He says he wrote it down where he writes down all their meetings but it’s not there. And Ashton’s trying to make sure that he doesn’t miss it. So Calum shuffles to his office and verifies in his calendar the time for the meeting.

But then the conversation diverges--they start talking about everything and anything. So much so, they’re laughing. Calum doesn’t even hear the knock at the front door. But he does notice her scurrying off into the bedroom. The door closes with a soft click. Duke comes trailing after her but notices the closer door and then keeps down the hall to the office. Calum reclines back in his seat trying to get another angle at the door. But it’s closed fully.

“You okay, gramps?” Calum asks Duke.

“Oh fuck off, mate!” Ashton laughs.

“Not you, you fucking egg. Duke--I was talking to Duke.”

“Oh!” Ashton giggles. “Sorry, I thought you was trying to talk shit.”

“I don’t have to try and do that to you.”

“Oi, don’t start something bro.” The two of them laugh and Calum bends down to scratch behind Duke’s ears. “Alright, thanks for confirming that meeting. I’ll see you tomorrow in the studio?”

“Yeah--bright and early. Talk to you later.” The call ends and when Calum spins around in his desk chair, his jaw drops as she steps out from the bedroom. It’s not exactly something new--as in something that she’s never worn before. But it doesn’t mean he ever gets tired of seeing her like this.

The white bustier pushes her breasts up and almost over the cups. And he travels the look down, taking in the baby blue skirt, fishnet knee highs. And he goes back up, taking in a black strap wrapping around her thighs. She notes the lustful gaze and steps right on the line of the threshold to the door.

“So,” Calum starts, trailing his gaze down and then back up to her face. “Not the black lingerie I was anticipating.”

“No, I’m waiting for the heels I want for that lingerie to go on sale. Besides, you didn’t like the collar I liked so I’m still searching.”

“It wasn’t that I didn’t like it. It’s just too similar to one we already bought.”

“You’re right, but still.”

Calum cracks a smile at the reluctant confession. “But enough about that. This--this is a cute outfit.”

She nods, smoothing out the pleated mini skirt. “It’s less about the outfit and more about these,” she says, tapping at the thin black band.

“And those are?” Calum asks. It’s one step closer into the room and Calum think he can make out a heart shaped metal loop in the middle of it. She takes a second step closer and Calum can see clearly it’s some sort of thigh garter--leather or something related as the material. “Oh,” he breathes.

She continues slowly to approach Calum and when she’s just in arms reach, she lifts the skirt up. It goes up inch by inch and Calum’s entranced. Watching more of her thighs revealed to him. And soon it’s black panties--mesh and if Calum remembers correctly crotchless. But wrapped around her waist is another band of leather. Two pieces hook to another metal hoop right on her hip bones and then one trip connects the top piece to the bottom.

“A harness garter belt--what do you think?” she asks in a whisper.

Calum exhales, desire stirring in the pit of his stomach. He reaches out, wrapping his fingers around her thighs and pulling her into him. He kisses in the spaces between the leather, gingerly, lips hardly touching her skin. “I think you look beautiful,” he hums, dropping his head on his neck to look up at her.

Her eyes are still closed and Calum softly runs the tips of his fingers up her thigh, tracing the lines of the harness. With a deep exhale, she finally blinks back to reality. “Not too silly?”

His brows meet in the middle of his face. Why would she think it’s too silly? There’s nothing silly about her standing in front of him, clearly excited about her own purchase. “Angel--I’ll be damned if I ever think this is silly.”

Swinging her leg over and settling onto his lap, she grins. “Thank you, love.”

Calum holds onto her hips, rubbing his palms down to her ass. “So you said this technically isn’t lingerie?”

“No--I don’t think so. But I think they could be--a small accessory to something I already have.”

They share a kiss, much too quick for Calum’s liking so he pulls her back in for more. And her arms wind around his neck as he continues to palm her ass. Here, he doesn’t really care what it is technically or not. She looks absolutely amazing. “I like it. In fact,” Calum starts, moving to grip her thighs before housing them both up and then plopping her down on the desk. “I really like them.”

Calum stands between her legs, nose brushing and bumping against hers. Here, she can feel her core aching as Calum’s fingers trail closer and closer to her heat. It’s feather light--his touch, but it makes her feel electric all the same. “Cal,” she hums.

“Yes baby?”

There’s nothing that comes out of her mouth but a small huff, a rushed and harsh exhale at the feeling of his fingers dancing across her skin. He grins pulling back just a little to see the way her face goes slack, almost as if she’s at peace with him between her legs.

“Was there something you wanted to say, darlin’?” Calum tries again, taking just a half step back away from her.

With her eyes still closed, she smiles. “I want to know,” she starts, exhaling softly to counter the thud of her heart in her chest, “if you’d so kindly want to make love to me?”

Calum can’t help his own small tuft of laughter. “Darlin’, I’d do so happily.” They don’t always wind up in bed like this--but it’s nice, to be comfortable even to be this forward with this and this open.

Calum takes her hand as she hops down from the desk. “Give me a twirl,” he asks. She obliges, turning in a circle for Calum, punctuating the back view by lifting her skirt up. “Silly girl,” Calum laughs, giving a firm but playful tap to her ass.

Facing Calum again, she wraps her arms around his torso. “But you love it.”

“I do. I love you.”

They share another kiss and she slowly walks backwards out of the room. They get lost in each other--Calum in the way she fits against him and her in the way Calum holds her, palms spanning across her back and tight enough that she wonders if he thinks she’s going to disappear but gently enough at the same time that she’d love nothing more than staying here forever in his hold.

Calum finds the zipper to the top and slowly drags it down. The material exhales, slowly falling away from her body and when it falls to the floor, he kisses her neck, down to the swell of her breast. Her moans are soft, just above a hum that makes just enough noise for him to hear. And it goes right to his gut.

Here there's very little need for words. When Calum gives, she takes happily. But when she tugs at his hair, Calum knows to step back, lets her give something to him. Her kisses are soft against his skin, but make him feel like it’s being set on fire. One that he’d happily stay in, let the blaze consume every inch of him, if it meant that she was always the one to take him.

His shirt goes to join hers. Her mouth teases his nipples as she descends further down on him. Calum thinks he sighs, all he can do is just shut his eyes and let go into the feeling of her teasing the cut of his hips beneath the sweatpants. She’s always like this, teasing him. At first, it used to annoy him. But now he loves it, loves just how close she’s willing to push him to the edge, push his buttons but always delivering at the end of it.

Her meticulous work, to watch him jump at every scratch of her nails and nip of her teeth, is enjoyable. But Calum blinks open his eyes to cup her jaw, which stops her. When her gaze lifts, Calum motions for her to stand. “Yes?” she grins standing to her full height.

Calum presses their foreheads together. “I missed you.”

“Well how dare I keep a man like you waiting?” With a slow kiss, tongues just barely dancing, Calum walks the two of them to the bed. The back of her knees hit the edge of it and she buckles just a little. Calum catches her from falling. “Turn around,” he whispers into her ear, “please.”

The instruction is obeyed and she spins to face the bed. Calum finds the zipper to the powder blue skirt and almost doesn’t want to take it off her. In the end, he does-- Calum lets the skirt fall onto a pool at their feet. Without even prompting she falls to her hands, ass grinding against his hips. He traces her spine with the pads of his fingers, following all the way down, over the curve of her ass and down to the opening in the panties. His fingers gather a bit of her arousal.

“Oh,” he groans. “So wet for me,” he hums with approval.

“Always for you,” she sighs. Calum teases her clit--a featherlight touch as he dances over her core. She lets herself fall a little bit more into the mattress--another moan leaving her lips when Calum takes one finger down from her clit to teasing her entrance.

Calum pulls away, bring his wet fingers to his lips and sucking them clean. “Taste just like heaven,” he hums. He gingerly guides her back to standing and uses her hips to get her to face him again.

More kisses are shared before they fall onto the mattress. Calum takes hold of one of the straps around her thigh and tugs her down, closer to him and she laughs. It gets caught off and morphed into a moan as Calum’s tongue licks a wide stripe up her. He’s careful of the mesh material of her panties, but knows that carefulness won’t last long. Not when her arousal coats his tongue. Not when her nails scratch over the muscles of his shoulders or tangle into the curls on his head.

She melts under the work of his mouth. The mattress merely becoming the vessel to hold the mess she’s bound to make and become. The room echoes the moans and slurps. Fingers gripping at the sheet, she chants Calum’s name. His tongue working magic over her core and just when she thinks she couldn’t possibly handle anything more, she notices the stretch at the addition of his fingers.

“Fuck,” she whines, lifiting one leg and he slips in even deeper, curling his fingers and hitting just the right spot.

Calum hungers for her pleasure--the high-pitched whine and groan as she releases. Some days it’s just the sound he needs to ground him. She gives short and breathless huffs, and quivers underneath him. “Gonna be a good girl?” Calum asks, fingers still pumping at her.

“Yes, oh yes, I will.”

“Gonna cum for me?”

“I want to, yes I’ll come for you. Make me your good girl.” Her voice sounds far away, as if she’s not fully cognizant of what she’s saying. Not quite babbling, but definitely talking so fast words bump into each other and slur together.

Calum grins, sucking at her clit again and she groans, head throwing back against the pillows. Her toes are curling--her whole body growing warmer with the passing second. The heat coils in her lower gut and she’s pleading. Though, she’s not sure who she is really meaning to plead to, but she wants to cum so badly.

Then it finally happens, one moment she’s sure she’s nearly in tears and the next, the coil snaps. She squeezes, hips raising off the bed and Calum continues to ride out her orgasm, gently pressing her back down into the bed. She hisses and starts to push at his shoulders, the signal that it’s too much. So Calum places one last kiss to her clit before pulling away from her glistening core.

Beneath him, eyes fluttering close, she looks angelic. Calum holds himself up above her and just watches the way she tries to collect her breath. “You’re beautiful, you know?” he whispers, not wanting to shatter the silence.

“No kidding?” she teases, winding her arms around his neck. The necklace dangles just a little in her face and she takes one hand to trace the chain. Hooking her fingers into it, she tugs Calum down to her. The taste of her arousal on Calum’s tongue makes her head spin. Calum caresses her side and stomach as the kiss deepens. Here is all they need--the soft and deep kisses, the moans that they swallow from each other.

Her hands leave from around his neck and begin to push down his sweatpants and underwear. And he lets her, even pulls back to kneel on his knees as she sits up. Their kiss hardly breaks and she’s quick to tug the cotton material down, hands wrapping around his length.

He groans at the squeeze--nothing too hard just enough pressure to make his whole body ignite. Her hand pumps him, once, then twice slowly and teasing him. “Baby,” he sighs, relishing the feeling of her hands working over him. The stay like that only for a minute or two before Calum pauses her to step down and full disrobe.

When he climbs back onto the bed, he crawls over her. “Welcome back, handsome,” she greets.

“Oh, it’s so good to be back,” he returns, grinning.

She runs her fingers over the tattoos decorating his chest, out of habit, out of something to ground her for a moment. There’s no way he’s real and it shouldn’t ever shock her like this. But sometimes it sneaks up on her and the realization of how madly in love she is with his man hits her all over again.

“What are you thinking about?” Calum asks.

“How much I love you,” she answers softly.

“I love you too,” he returns, bending down to kiss her. It’s soft and sweet--the kiss. For a moment, they just inhale the breaths of the other. It’s a tender moment, one that neither one wants to interrupt, so they let it linger, smiling at each other. She stretches up to kiss him, one hand trailing between their bodies and Calum catches the hint all too quickly when she traces along his length.

“I haven’t forgotten, love,” he exhales in a breathy laugh. “Trust me, I could never forget.” Once lined up, Calum’s slow to sink into her. One, he wants to drag this out, enjoy every inch of him that she grips of him. And two, because he wants to make sure that even in the lull that she’s ready to take him.

Her head falls back, hair pushing into the pillow and neck exposing itself to him. A tempting sight but Calum loses himself in the feeling of her wetness. He’s slow, pulling out just a bit before sinking further back into her. Her sighs and words of encouragement are soft from beneath him but they fuel him.

The pace quickens and both of them groan at the ecstasy. Out of reflex, she lifts one leg to readjust her hip flexor and Calum brings it up, resting her ankle on his shoulder. He kisses over the joint and the anklet, savoring just how much of her he can feel like this.

The chain dangles in her face, brushing in the valley of her breast and she revels in the feeling of Calum reaching the full depths of her body. She digs her nails into his flesh, more curses falling from her lip. But some of them get lost in the groans that win out. “God,” she huffs. “You’re everywhere.” And though it’s a bit of strain to get the words out because Calum’s pace is relentless as he snaps his hips into hers, she pushes the words out.

“You always take me so well,” he praises, watching the way her face contorts. “Oh, so soon, love? You’re going to cum again for me so fucking soon, like a good girl.”

Her whine slips out first but she nods, feeling the coil tightening yet again in her lower abdomen. Her body is hot, and she can already feel the prickle of sweat on her forehead. “Please, baby, please,” she begs.

“As you wish,” he hums, his own orgasm approaching faster than he anticipated. His body humming as the warmth spreads. The bed rocks just a little, hitting the wall and the sounds echo around them as they sigh and moan to each other. But the only thing that really matters to them, is each other.

“Fuck, baby,” he whispers, voice straining as she orgasms. No noise comes from her, but her mouth opens like if she had the breath she’d definitely be screaming his name. This time the quakes last longer, her whole body shaking. “You’re okay, you’re okay,” he hums, bumping his nose against her jaw, still riding through her orgasm.

“Shit, oh my god,” she shudders, wrapping her arms around his neck.

There’s a slight hiss when Calum moves again, and he kisses over her face, starting with her nose and then moving to her cheeks. Another quake takes her and Calum, not anticipating it, groans-- his orgasm now right on the edge. It won’t be much longer, but she nibbles at his earlobe. “Thank you,” she whispers. “Made me feel so fucking good. I want you to cum in me. So fucking deep,” she hums.

And while Calum’s trying to get his own rebuttal to the tip of his tongue, she squeezes around him. “Fuck,” he yelps just a little, his body erupting with his orgasm. His body shudders and he’s so blindsided by the feeling, his slips just a little, more of his weight settling onto her than usual.

She doesn’t say anything, just hums at the feeling of him succumbing to the pleasure. “Oh, that’s what I wanted,” she encourages. It leaves her throat like a purr and Calum shivers again at the sound.

They lay together, for a moment, her nails scratching lightly at the muscles in his back. Calum sinks into her, body going heavy. Her slight shift squeezes around him and he groans, sensitive. “Don’t--I can’t,” he laughs.

“Sorry. Didn’t mean to.” Even her own voice sounds heavy and slurred. She kisses his temple and Calum pushes up. He’s slow to pull out, enjoying the drips that follow of his own release spilling out of her. With one finger he gently scopes it back up and into her. The familiar twinge of desire pulls at his lower gut and it’s almost enough. She even shivers, but Calum watches the way her eyes stay closed.

“You okay?” he asks.

“Sleepy now,” she returns.

“Let’s get cleaned up first and then we can nap.” His voice sounds farther away towards the end of the sentence and she assumes he went to the attached bathroom. The rush of water from the sink confirms it. Something wet and warm presses against her--no doubt Calum with a warm washcloth.

The clean up is swift as both of them share a shower and then under the sheets, they curl up around each other. Calum kisses the top of her head as she nuzzles in closely. “I want pancakes after our nap,” she mutters.

“I think we still have some blueberries.”

She pops up onto her elbow and grins a little. “It’s like you can read my mind.”

Calum laughs. “Maybe just a little bit.”

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an analysis/easter eggs/things that i've noticed on Tommyinnit's Unbeatable Method of Avoiding Sudden Death

spoilers, be aware psa: most of this was said by the creator themself on the final chapter, also this is a pretty long post

Easter Eggs:

the angel reaching tommy (the fic starts with angel approaching tommy and it end with the angel and tommy)

mention of how tommy is young (in his limbo he is 16 but in real life he is 12)

someone saying "tommy is not a hero"

mentions of how clementine is a blessing from the gods/his guardian/his saviour

a gun that cannot kill people

everytime that tommy is close to "dying" some miracle happens and he's saved (most, if not all, the times it happens with clementine present or because of clementine)

tommy avoiding the news

a lot of religious symbolism (tommy mentioning jesus, affirming that clementine is a gift from gods, calling michael a demon, etc)

clementine being "rebellious" (on my notes this started around chapter 5, starts to disagree more with tommy around chapter 14 and then this becomes prominent towards the end)

tommy subconsciously believing that he set fire to the building/city (mentioned in multiple chapters, first in chapter 6 and so on and on)

ranboo liking spaghetti

tommy childish behavior that can only be comprehended in the end of the fic

tommy playing with techno's sword (alluding to the real world were techno was into fencing)

tommy mentioning the five stages of grief

mentions of how the fic is supposed to follow the same ideas as cartoon shows about heroes (tubbo talking about how the characters don't have "plot armour" because they aren't the "main characters", tommy talking about a beach episode and bloopers, etc)

tommy always trying to be the one to save the others (how he reasures tubbo that hes the one supposed to save the others, saving techno on a mission, wilbur telling him that he saved them, etc)

the reality changing in a way that fits tommy the best (in my notes i said that the first time that we see this happening is when tommy goes to buy fast food and somehow got an order that they didn't have at first)

tommy missing the jump but wilbur catches him before he falls (it happens in chapter 9 and in chapter 28)

techno being defenestrated the most alluding to his death

techno not wanting to babysit tommy (chapter 10, chapter 14 and chapter 27)

tommy calling wilbur bald

chapters were is just a conversation between clementine and tommy

multiple mentions of how tommy is "not ready"

mentions of how tommy misses his family (chapter 18 with wilbur saying that "its okay" if tommy missed him, chapter 23 with tommy mentioning that he "missed this")

mentions of the world falling apart

tommy's mom loving clementines tea

the news on tv

tommy being a fan of vigilantes

wilbur singing

Paragraphs that are worth mentioning:

Tommy in chapter 6 about Tubbo:

“Shhh,” Tommy soothes calmly, “I’m reminiscing about our relationship. I’m grieving.” Tubbo stares at him in exasperation. “Grieving what?” “The end.”

Tommy about himself also in chapter 6:

Maybe he did die.

Now that he’s aware, he can feel the wind blowing through his hair, feels his soaked suit sticking to his body uncomfortably. He shivers."

Tubbo and Tommy in chapter 7:

"Tommy pouts, “Why are you leaving me?” Tubbo sighs, “Tommy you know I have to go at some point.”

also in chapter 7:

“No Ranboo slander in this household,” Tubbo says sternly, “I’ll be back soon Tom.” “You won’t,” Tommy sniffs, “You’re leaving forever.”

the world around Tommy while he's sick (foreshadowing):

"The world blurs for a second and he stabilizes himself against the wall."

Clementine in chapter 7:

“ Tommy ,” A voice croons for him. “ Wake up. Wake up Tommy,” It says, “ You need to wake up. This isn’t re-“

Tommy and Clementine in chapter 9, Tommy showing that he is on denial:

"Clementine does a flip. “No, no. We don’t talk about what happened. Nothing happened. I don’t even know what you are talking about, like I honestly have no idea what you are about. I don’t even know what heroes are. Who are heroes? That’s crazy, never heard of them. Do they even exist? That’s crazy. Clementine shut the fuck up,” He groans, shuddering as he relives the embarrassment of a lifetime. Clementine stares."

foreshadowing in chapter 11:

"Tommy glares at them. How do they not understand the severity of the situation? Children, the lot of them. “You will all understand soon enough,” Tommy sighs, shaking his head, “And then, you will feel deep, deep regret.”

foreshadowing again on chapter 23:

“Mhm,” He cries into the man’s chest, “Okay,” He believes. He chooses to believe Wilbur. “I’ve- I’ve missed this,” He confesses. I’ve missed you, he doesn’t say. “I know,” Wilbur hums. “It’s okay. Merry Christmas, Tommy.”

the narrative changing and the people around tommy realizing where they are/tommy and the people around him acting weird:

Wilbur in chapter 25:

“You can stop, if you want,” Wilbur looks him in the eye. Tommy’s grin freezes. “What?” “You can stop, Tommy. We don’t have to pretend anymore.”

Phil and Tommy on chapter 25:

"Phil frowns, offended, “You don’t like heroes.” “They don’t exist.” Phil laughs this time, slightly bewildered, “Mate, I’m a hero.” Tommy turns to him, eyes dulled, “Are you?”

Tommy and Jack on chapter 26:

“I mean, really, when have you actually helped someone? Other than yourself, that is,” Manifold scoffs. “You think you’re so above everyone here, above the world-“ “That’s because I am, ” Tommy stares, eyes hard."

my actual thoughts/analysis (this is very disorganized because it's literally just the notes the I made when i was re-reading):

Tommy's limbo is a world made by him, he aged himself up (he was 12 but 16 in the limbo) and i think thats one of the reasons of why swears a lot (in chapter 27 philza says that tommy could only swear in his adolescence)

Through the fic we can see how much Tommy resents and feels guilty about everything that happened, the multiple mentions of how he didn't know who "burned the building" are an example

i genuinely believe that the hoodie that he wears in the fic is wilbur's hoodie (in chapter 27 they are fighting because of a hoodie) and i think that is an indirect way of tommy saying "i love you" and "i miss you"

i also believe that the reason of why he lives in an apartment with tubbo is because he feels guilty for not being able to save him

In the beginning of the fic tommy deflects what happened and projects in a much lighter, much happier, way. He has a gun that cannot kill, he thinks that fire is "pogchamp", he jokes about defenestration, etc

At some point the world building start to get "weird", tommy being hired wouldn't make sense in the actual world but since it's a world made by a child with childish ideas he ends up getting hired anyways, a lot of times Tommy acts like a kid and not a teenager, later is explained that hes actually 12

Tommy also don't want to leave but he wants to be saved, this is shown when he begs for Clementine to save him in chapter 12, he wants his life back but he also wants Clementine to be part of it

Eneli starts to refer to the boys as brothers in cahpter 19, before this tommy was just an orphan (this fact is refuted in chapter 23, when tommy says that he "wasn't always a orphan")

Tommy struggles to say what Clementine is to him, probably because he realized that she is not his daughter but his mother, my best bet is that Tommy made Clementine to be his daughter because he couldn't bare the thought of having a mother, he mentions that "parents do the abandoning" and i feel like that its how he felt when his mother died, before he also mentioned how she already abandoned him once, he is also super protective of her, and in chapter 26 he almost lost her entirely. In some ways Clementine is death, and thats something that he cannot and does not want to deal with, but shes also his mother and he loves her (this can be see through the fic but especially in chapter 26)

I feel like Phil having wings is a red herring to fool the reader, this makes the reader believe that he is the one who saved Tommy in the beginning

#tumoasd #tommyinnit's unbeatable method of avoiding sudden death #please i wrote this in separated days and i still feel like im missing something or just repeating eneli #anyways here it is #tommyinnit #eneli #:D

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delicrieux · 3 years

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☆ﾐ 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚢 “𝚘𝚑”

PART 10: BIG DICK IS BACK IN TOWN

y/n is back in brooklyn for the holidays. thinking that a stream will make her feel less homesick for cali, she starts working on her famously titled hentai.free.srv. what was supposed to be a relaxing stream turns into a special delivery about two hours in.

─── corpse husband x reader ─── soc. media + written fiction! ─── word count: 2.2k ─── ❥ req: Here's one... You know those apps for delivery like Domino's or whatnot... What if reader is streaming Among Us with Corpse, and reader mentions they're hungry and Corpse offers to order them food, and readers like no no it's fine... Then there's delivery at the door (Corpse ordered beforehand)

author’s note: fucky format is also back in town baby!!! also if you find any mistakes - no u didnt <3 thank u everyone for enjoying this story sm i literally cant believe how feral yall going strawberry cow was a nuclear explosion im still recovering tbh. got an ask a while ago and decided to incorporate it into myso. happy holidays everyone! myso will continue on monday!

ultimate masterlist. ҉ myso masterlist ҉ previous. ҉ next.

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Indeed, being soft on any social media platform was the biggest disgrace and needed to be eliminated post haste. Moreover, it was a slippery slope - once you start flooding your timeline with cute imagery and heart emojis, what will stop you from posting inspirational Facebook quotes? Disgusting. If Rae were here, she would chide you (not you thinking about her as if she’s dead or something). For once in your life, you feel like you deserve it.

Alas, you hope this little chaos you’ve caused is enough to throw everyone off. The stans, especially. You know the hashtags, you’ve seen ARMY scourging for info online with the same fervor and ruthlessness 1 Direction fans hacked airport security cameras just to spy on the boys. If you had any dirty secrets online, they are out to the public now - thankfully, besides the Harry Styles stan account (with edits and all), you have nothing. Though, now that you think about it, exposed nudes would have been better than your Punk!Harry edit receiving almost a million views. God, your life’s a fucking mess.

Your fans aren’t the only ones out for info - you, too, are trying to decipher Rae’s message. Code: Barbecue Sauce. The two of you had come up with it roughly two years ago, around the same time when you promised that if you didn’t find significant others by the time you’re 40, you’ll just marry each other. It was one of the many rules found in your friendship codex. Barbecue Sauce signifies information - an exchange of information. And depending on how it ends or begins (”So I’m sitting there” alludes to Rae, “On my titties” alludes to you), secret data on that person is given away, usually free of charge.

But why? And to whom did Rae give away what? You had pestered her mercilessly and even sent some voice messages where you were crying. You were only crying because of a video of a grandpa smiling you saw on TikTok, but you are a snake, and so you put those tears to good use. If streaming doesn’t work out, you’ll just become an actress. Hollywood would love you. Your PR firm sure as fuck wouldn’t, though.

Rae was having none of it. She said you’ll figure it out eventually. Told you to channel your superior puzzle skills. You were quick to remind her that you can barely count to ten without having an aneurysm. Oddly serious, she admitted that she worries for you sometimes. Why only sometimes?! you demanded. She merely sighed. uttering under her breath something that sounded closely to “Boke.”

You leave her for barely a week and she’s already neck deep in the gay volleyball anime, hoodie and cardboard cutout and everything. Your life is falling apart.

But Brooklyn is nice. It had snowed when you stepped off of the plane. Thousands of snowflakes sprinkling into your hair, dotting your cheeks and nose. You missed this sight back in Cali. You missed your parents, too.

Home cooked meals, old sweaters, your old room and about 40GB worth of old high school pictures on your computer. You went through them all one night. Some were stomach churning, cringe inducing nightmares. You were especially fond of those. Texted some of your friends that were still in Brooklyn, met up, decided to bake. Bad idea, Rae was the resident chef back in Cali. Besides laughing till your stomach hurt, and almost burning down your kitchen, nothing all that significant happened. Somewhere down the line, at about 3 am, half-way through a cheesy rom-com you had the overwhelming urge to text Corpse.

That’s where the problems really started. God, you missed California, missed being in the same timezone with a guy you hadn’t even met yet, how embarrassing is that?! You missed skating around and taking pictures of the beach in the setting sun, sending it to him, silently wishing he was with you to admire the view.

You really want to call him. And to hang out with him. But for some reason, the thought of that springs up immediate anxiety and you shy away from asking. Him sending you cute good morning texts doesn’t help, either. Maybe it’s better he doesn’t know that you’re a blushing, stuttering mess each time you read “baby”.

Late evening. Your stream is already set up, people are slowly trickling in and you greet them with a grin and a soft “Hello! Hi hi!”. You did your best to make your room a perfectly chaotic backdrop - led lights, an embarrassing amount of anime merch and plushies. You always try to balance out your weeb side by dressing hot as fuck for your streams - today’s inspiration just so happens to be egirls. Mostly because you watched one too many egirl make-up tutorials on TikTok, and also because you’ve been listening to Corpse’s song all day.

Yeah, no, who are you kidding, you dressed up this way because you were hoping Corpse was watching your stream. You didn’t forget your cat headphones, either. You know he likes them. You want to make him suffer. Perhaps then, finally, he will ask you out, so you wouldn’t have to.

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“I feel like,” You start when you put away your phone, staring idly at the chat, “I feel like I need a new name for you guys. Calling you guys after two years of streaming is just... weird, no? I also don’t respect men so I don’t want to call you guys. Like, so many creator’s have, like, a name for their fans. Uhm, Cody Ko has the chodesters, Kurtis Conner has, uh, folks? Kurtis Town? Citizens! Markiplier has mommy issues--” You can’t help snorting, “So, I’ve been, like, thinking - I know, shocking! - so I was thinking I’m gonna name you cockroaches. Because you’re grimy little shits impossible to kill. And also then I can use the legendary Minaj meme ROACHES!”

Your stream enthusiastically echoes ROACHES, making the chat swim. Yes, if anyone would enjoy such a name, it would be your audience. You’re as equally proud as you are disturbed.

“Well, anyway.” Leaning back into your chair, you throw your arms out with a bright grin, “Big dick is back in town, baby! If you noticed the backdrops different, it’s cuz I’m in Brooklyn now. Don’t ask me when I will return to Always Sunny, I don’t plan that far ahead.”

While Minecraft boots up, you decide to answer a few questions.

r u dating sykkuno?

You want to smack your head into the keyboard, but as it is, you can’t exactly afford a new one, so you refrain, “No, Sykkuno and I are not dating, we are just good friends. Uhm, I’m not sure how much I’ll have to repeat this, but, we really aren’t, so if the roaches could chill - Oh my God, that sounds so stupid, I love it - uh, yeah, if the roaches could chill that’d be great.”

the roaches lmao sounds like we’re a sports team

“Oh shit, yeah it does, uh-- maybe I can make like, jerseys or something. That’d be cool, I think.”

how disappointed are your parents with the way your life turned out?

“My parents are actually not disappointed at all!” You say with a cute little smile, “Uhm, they’re both really proud, actually. They’re glad I found something I love doing and made a job outta it. Dad finds my Youtube videos endearing. Yes, they watch pretty much all of my videos, unless I explicitly tell them not to. And yeah, with all the fucks and thirsting for anime characters. Uhm, it was very embarrassing at first, but I mean, after a while, shame just...doesn’t exist anymore, I guess? Funny thing about my parents, actually, when they watch my videos-” You eye catches a comment, “Oh! No, they only watch my Youtube videos. They don’t know how to use Twitter, thank God. Uhm, anyway-- when they hear a name they don’t know, like, I dunno, Dabi, or something, they google--” You’re grinning by now, eyes crinkling, giggling softly, “--who that is, and buy me like, merch and stuff. It’s really cute.

can i be adopted by ur parents plz

will you and corpse ever collab?!

You were about to answer, though the man of the hour himself decides to do it for you.

Corpse_Husband: yes.

Okay, not to say your heart skipped a beat, but it totally did. With a pleased smile, you nod, like one of those bobble head toys sold at the dollar store. The motion is oddly reminiscent of Sykkuno’s own nod. Perhaps you had picked it up from him. The chat seems to notice.

pack it up, sykkuno

More questions pile about this mysterious collab you and Corpse are planning. Yeah, you’d like to hear more about it, too, since he single highhandedly decided one was happening right now. Corpse remains silent. Fine, keep your secrets.

“Okay, guys, oh, I mean, roaches, Oh my God--” You’re covering your mouth, giggling, “-calling all roaches, calling all roaches, calm down. Everyone grab a snack and a blanket I’m turning up the music volume so we can all chill. Entering chill zone. Entering chill zone. Roaches, prepare.”

we are prepared

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An hour or so passes and you grow hungry. It shows with the amount of cakes you had baked in your server. Currently, you find yourself throwing eggs at the wall of one of the renovated houses, your face scrunched in concentration and slight frustration. 24 of the 50 eggs have been wasted. “What’s a girl gotta do to get some chicks around here?” you had uttered under your breath, until, finally, a screech - the egg finally spawns a mob. Your mouth falls open, “Aww, look!” You approach it, so small, walking in zigzags beside you, “It’s a baby chicken! Die, bitch.” The baby chicken is no more as you swing your bedazzled (you have mods) diamond sword. You’re cackling by the time the dust settles.

y/n is a child murderer

“Roaches,” You address your fan-base, spurring another fit of laughter - you can’t get over the name, “I think I’m like, forgetting that eating in Minecraft won’t actually make less hungry in real life.”

take a break and go eat queen <3

“Fuck no, we starve and die like men. Now I actually really need another chicken.”

Another twenty minutes trickle by and you’re trying to lure back a panda from the jungle when there’s a knock on your bedroom’s door. Whipping your head to the side, you slide down your headphones. At the same time, your mom pokes her head through the ajar door, “MOM!” You scream, “Get OUT of my room I’m playing Minecraft!” But your yell has no actual bite to it, as you don’t manage to hide your smile. Your mom laughs, doing some sort of sign language and motioning for you to follow her with her head. That or it’s some sort of performative dance.

“I’m live right now,” You tell her, pointing at your screen. She knows this already, though, “do you want to say hi?”

The roaches spam the chat with friendly hellos. You mom, quite impatient now, waves you over.

“Sorry, roaches, mom needs something. Be back in a bit!”

Stopping the stream, you rush out of your seat and pleased she slinks into the hallway. “What’s this about?”

“Your pizza came.”

“My what now?” You echo, confused.

“Domino’s. You ordered pizza?”

“What? No? I was busy with the stream, I never--”

Thankfully, you had managed to grab your phone from your room before you exited. You almost choke on spit once you read the messages.

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You decide that it’ll be impossible to stream after experiencing what you had just experienced. You tweet out a quick apology to the roaches (God, that fucking name) and say that you had a breakdown but you’re okay. That is as a close to the truth as you managed to muster. It’s a sad sight, chewing and crying; your mom winced when she saw your state - disheveled hair and rundown eyeliner and everything. “D’aww,” She had muttered, caressing the top of your head, “don’t cry my little raccoon.”

If anyone was ever to ask you where did your chaotic nature come from, you’d answer with my mom. To make yourself feel better, you took a selfie - duck face and peace sign and the horrible 2000′s angle. Sent it to Rae.

looking hot, her message read.

thanks, was all you replied with.

You couldn’t just leave things as they were. Once you calmed down, you wanted to text Corpse, but how would you follow up the ungodly caps lock and screeching? Impossible. An idea sprung to mind, one that was brave. Taking the first step.

Instead of sending a text, you sent a voice memo.

“Thank you for the pizza, it was delicious.”

You voice still sounded a bit raspy. His reply was instant. Your heart skipped a beat. He sent a voice memo back.

“Glad you liked it, baby.”

He was going to be the death of you.

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