#and the day after that i can say ive already eaten

[dfortrafalgar]

I'm Losing You

Having a family isn't always as easy as fairy tales make it seem.

Warnings: Read chapter 1 for warnings.

Additionally, I've been getting a lot of (understandable) messages concerned about the wellbeing of our lovely reader and Law, so I made a helpful little graph just to document the overall progression of the story and where you are so far as of this chapter :)

Do with this what you will <3

Taglist: @phsycochan | @mirillua | @augustanna | @chaixsherlock

Chapter 8

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Law’s entire world was curled up on a hospital bed, an IV fluid drip in her hand and her eyes closed tightly shut, afraid that if they opened they’d have to relive the reality of the situation all over again.

You had continued bleeding throughout the car ride to the hospital, rendering the impromptu toilet paper pad completely ineffective.  Both what was left of that and your underwear were placed in a biohazard container, and you were placed in a fresh pair of hospital garments with a maxi pad that really operated similar to a diaper.  The bleeding also made you incredibly weak and lightheaded, leaving Law to sprint into the emergency room, grab a wheelchair, and bring you inside that way.

When he woke up this morning, he never would’ve guessed he would be seeing you in a hospital bed in the small emergency patient room.  You had showered and eaten breakfast, kissed him and pet Bepo.  Now you were actively expelling what was most definitely a miscarriage.

A gentle knock resounded outside the shut door.  You didn’t even move in reaction, staying inhumanly still with your eyes closed.  The door opened regardless however, and Law was met with the friendly, yet somber, face of your gynecologist.  Robin entered the room with a clipboard in her hand.  Law recognized her instantly, not as his wife’s gynecologist, but as a former classmate in medical school.  He never thought that she’d be the one taking care of this entire situation, and part of him was regretful that she had to see this side of him.

“Small world, huh?” Law asked, though his voice lacked any enthusiasm.

“Indeed it is, I was just reading the latest paper you published.  I was wondering how you were doing after residency,” the woman responded.

Law huffed with a minimal bounce of his shoulders.  “You could probably guess how I’m doing.  But, thank you for taking the time to drive here from downtown.”

“Of course, it was oddly good timing.  I have no patients at the clinic for the rest of the day.”  Robin’s lips pursed all of a sudden however, as she got down to business.  “I would like to talk to you privately, if that’s alright with you.”

The man’s eyes narrowed in concern.  “Why privately?”

Her voice lowered to a whisper.  “I’m not sure your wife is in a stable emotional state to hear what I have to say.”

With the way you hadn’t moved since you arrived, your IV drip slowly administering your fluids and a clip on your finger monitoring your pulse and oxygen levels, Law was starting to wonder if you had stressed yourself into a deep sleep.  He didn’t want to wake you to find out.  Instead, he quietly followed Robin out into the hallway, asking a nurse at the front desk to monitor your room for him.  He followed his former colleague into a small meeting room, where she shut the door behind the two of them for complete privacy.

“Law, I know you can handle the more… gritty side of things, so I’m going to be completely blunt with you,” she began, covering her clipboard of papers with her hands.  “I’m sure you’re already very aware, but your wife is currently undergoing an eight week miscarriage.  Her follow-up appointment from last week was supposed to be in two days, but clearly, we were correct in the possibility that she was seven weeks along when we couldn’t detect a heartbeat.”  It was then that she moved her hands, shuffling through the papers in her clipboard before producing a copy of your patient assessment and a small, enclosed envelope.  “Before I begin, I would like to ask you a few questions.  I was informed that you had blood work and a semen analysis done to confirm your fertility, correct?”

The non-professional side of Law felt slightly uncomfortable discussing the results of his semen analysis with his former residency colleague, but he knew this was crucial information.  He nodded, folding his tattooed hands above the table.  “Yes I did.  My hormone panel from the blood test came back completely normal without any anomalies, and the semen analysis showed a completely normal sperm count.”

Robin nodded, opening the envelope as she listened to him speak.  “Understood, so it’s safe to say you are fertile.”

“I would assume so,” he confirmed.

The black-haired woman produced a small set of photographs from the envelope.  “With that confirmed for me, I would like to show you these photos from your wife’s ultrasound last week.”  She laid out the small assortment of photographs, but held one down with her hand and used her pen to point out the barely-identifiable contents of the image.  (Which Law was grateful for, as he admittedly had no idea what he was looking at.  His brief rotation in gynecology did very little to cement the process of a uterine ultrasound.)

“This large black space is the amniotic fluid surrounding the embryo,” she described, moving the capped end of her pen around the space.  “This white blotch here is the embryo at around six weeks gestation, which I theorize is when it ceased development.  As you can see, it’s still attached to the wall of her uterus.”  Two taps of the pen against the image punctuated her statement.  “This area surrounding the amniotic fluid is the uterine tissue.”  Robin looked up at Law.  “Understood?”

It took a brief moment, but Law finally nodded his head.  “Yes.”

Silently, she moved the first image out of the way and replaced it with another one.  “Now I would like to draw your attention to this one.”

Law leaned forward in his seat, assessing the new image.  It looked completely different than the first, and he quietly waited for Robin to begin to describe what exactly he was supposed to be focusing on.

“This was taken at the beginning of the ultrasound.  My technician placed the transmitter on the left side of her abdomen before moving it toward the approximate location of the uterus to detect the fetus.  We were able to see a glimpse of her left ovary during this time.”  Once again, the pen tapped a specific area of the image.

Law’s heart rate increased.  “Please don’t tell me what I think you’re about to tell me.”

Robin shook her head.  “Not cancer,” she confirmed.  “However, do you see this patch of tissue right here?”  She circled the area.

He didn’t, really, but he nodded his head to urge her to continue.  

“It can’t be confirmed without surgery, but I have a strong suspicion that this is endometrial tissue.  I reviewed some of her patient notes and recalled certain appointments where she would inform me of abnormally heavy periods, but she never mentioned anything more specific, such as intense pain during menstruation, so it never seemed to affect her life outside of that.  But looking at her ultrasound images, I’m highly suspicious that she may have endometriosis, which can greatly negatively impact fertility.”

Law clenched his jaw.  “What kind of surgery is done to diagnose that?”

“We would confirm the diagnosis with a laparoscopy.  A small cut is made in the naval, and a thin instrument, similar to a camera, is inserted into the incision to scope out potential endometrial tissue.  In many circumstances, a similar laparoscopic method is used to surgically remove this endometrial tissue, however we would need a definitive diagnosis in order to perform this with confidence.”  Robin was stone-faced as she explained.

Law had a million questions racing through his mind.  He wished he could sit and ask all of them, but the most pressing one forced its way out of his mouth first.  “Will she ever be able to have children?”

“After a successful recovery from this miscarriage, and a successful recovery from laparoscopic surgery to remove endometrial tissue, if that is the case, then yes, her chances of becoming pregnant will remain.  However, women who experience at least one miscarriage have a higher likelihood of experiencing more, so you must take this into account if you decide to try for conception again.”

He nodded.  “I understand.”

Robin collected her paperwork, reviewing your patient chart once more.  “Other than the potential for endometriosis, her physical health is perfect.  There would be no other reason to me why she wouldn’t be able to have children, other than this one big issue.”

Law stayed silent as she explained.  He stood up as she did and followed her to the door, blindly keeping pace behind her as he was led back to your room.  The door was pushed open slowly so as to not potentially disturb you.  The nurse from prior stood from her seat, entering the hallway and quietly whispering to Law.

“She fell asleep, her vitals are good, however she should remain on fluids for a while longer.  Her blood pressure was lower than normal and her iron levels were reduced,” explained the nurse, who’s own eyes were creased with a sympathetic concern.

Law gave a curt nod.  “Thank you very much for staying there.”

“Of course, it’s my pleasure.  Come back to our desk if you need anything,” she replied before leaving to continue her work.

Robin held her clipboard under her arm.  “I’m going to return to my office and write a referral for a diagnostic laparoscopy, but I won’t make the official call until she gives me her full permission.  Does that sound good?”

Law nodded, rendered completely mute.

“Call my clinic if you need anything at all.  Tell them who you are, and I’ll make sure your calls get sent right to me.”  Robin was about to turn on her heel, but she looked back once more at the forlorn man.  “I don’t usually do that for my patients, but I know you, Law.  I know how genuine you are.  I can see how much you love your wife and how the both of you are eager for a successful pregnancy.  I want to do everything in my power to help you achieve that.”

Law inhaled a shuddering breath.  “Thank you, Robin, I… I appreciate that.”

She nodded her head, finally turning and pacing down the hallway.  Law entered your room once more and closed the door behind him.  He stood at the foot of your bed, following the hose from the IV bag down to where it was connected into the skin of your hand, taped in place to prevent its movement.  Your face was tucked into your arms, shielding your grief from the world.  The pulse monitor was moved from your index finger to your middle finger, constantly giving readings of your blood oxygen and iron count.

Law took his seat again, resting his elbows on his knees and dropping his head into his hands.  He only picked his head up to look at the digital clock on the wall.  It was already almost 5:00 PM.  He shoved his hand in his pants pocket and took out his phone, opening his text messages.

Hey, Shachi, can you or Penguin go to my apartment and feed Bepo?  If you could take him for a walk, too, that’d be really appreciated.

It didn’t take long for his phone to buzz with a response.

Dumb Orca

Yea of course. everything good????

Law sighed.

I’ll explain everything later, but we won’t be home for a little while.

Dumb Orca

Ight, bet. hope youre good

Law did really not want to explain the events of the day over text.  He placed his phone back in his pocket before eyeing your bag that was laying against the leg of his chair.  He reached down and fumbled quietly for your own phone, lifting it from your bag and illuminating your screen.  He input your passcode and glanced through your own texts.

Ika-chan

Hey girlie is everything alright???  Law came in to grab your bag

Ika-chan

Text me back as soon as you get this, i’m really worried!!!!!

Ika-chan

I love you boo xoxo

Nami Swan

Hey babes u left ur lunch in the kitchen fridge

Nami Swan

Where did u go???

Nami Swan

I’ll protect ur tupperware for 2day, but if u dont come back by 5 im letting usopp eat ur lunch

Nami Swan

U know how sanji feels abt wasting food

God Usopp

Hey can i have ur lunch

Boss-y

(2 Missed Calls)

Boss-y

(1 Voicemail)

Boss-y

Hey, your husband came in and picked up your bag.  He informed reception that he was taking you home, I hope everything’s alright.  Please call me back when you can, just so I know you’re alright.  If you need some time off, just feel free to let me know that as well so we can work around the project.  Don’t stress yourself out about coming back in too quickly, if something happened I want you to recover first and foremost.  Best wishes.

Law pressed the button on the side of your phone to set it to sleep mode before slipping it back into your bag.  He leaned back in his chair and stared blankly at your backside, curled away from him.

[bellyasks]

You could do a dialogue ask game? Like for example, “god, I’m as hungry as a bear” or “you look a little…satisfied”

ok ive been sitting on this ask for like a week but Here U Go Boss

HUNGRY

"Oh my gosh, you must be starving! Come sit down and eat something."

"Someone's a little hangry."

"Wait, shh, your belly's trying to say something."

"What do you mean you haven't eaten yet?"

"Oh, sorry, there's none left."

EATING

"Slow down, it's not going anywhere."

"You're allowed to have more than that, you know."

"Isn't that a bit much for you?"

"Have a little more, there's plenty to go around."

"I guess it must be pretty good, judging by the look on your face."

FULL

"How are you still going? Your tummy doesn't look like it could hold another bite."

"Think you can fit a little more?"

"I'm glad you enjoyed it so much."

"Aw, you're not full already, are you? I spent all day on this."

"Well, you certainly enjoyed yourself."

STUFFED

"Jeez, is that your pants creaking or your stomach?"

"You look like you could use a nap."

"Maybe that shirt wasn't too big after all."

"Oof, your belly feels tight as a drum."

"I'd offer you some tea or something, but I don't think you have any room."

[froggibus]

Depressed! Reader x Genji, Hanzo, Zenyatta & Kiriko

Includes: Genji, Hanzo, Zenyatta and Kiriko

Summary: how they would react to their s/o feeling down

CW: mentions of depression, hard times, loss of loved ones? just general case of the blues, lots of hurt/comfort!!

look who is back from the dead lol. ive been super tired lately and haven’t had a lot of time to write but I have time off so ill probably (hopefully?) write more and get some requests done!!

————

Genji

he probably saw the signs way before you told him and was already concerned for you 

but didn’t want to be overbearing and backed off until you finally open up

not only does he understand, he's been there before 

he’s not going to judge you or think you’re weak for it 

he knows what it’s like for your reflection to be unbearable 

but he’ll help you wherever and whenever he can 

and not in that obnoxious way people always try to help

he’s not going to say “I’m sorry” or make you feel like you’re a burden 

he loves you and he’s going to be by your side through thick and thin 

does little things to make your day 

whether it’s stopping by your work and bringing you coffee when he can 

or making sure you get time to yourself when you need it 

he’s there to give it to you 

if you have a really bad episode, he’ll hold you while you cry 

rub your back and make you feel all better 

also if you’re having a really bad day, he’ll drop everything and come to you

he really does have your back 

Hanzo

also recognized the signs long before you told him, probably just didn’t want to pry 

when you tell him he’s SO understanding that you probably cry a little 

he never pries on the subject or pressure you to feel a certain way

it’s all just love and care and sheer admiration for you

focuses less on the little things and more on the important things

like if you’re having a really bad day and you haven’t eaten, he’ll make you soup and crackers 

“you need to eat, y/n.”

or if you haven’t showered in a while, he’ll offer to help you with that

whether that’s by gently nudging you to do it or offering to shower with you

if you have problems sleeping he’ll stay up with you the whole night 

he’s been in your spot and he knows how hard it can be

he knows that even if you don’t feel like it, getting you to do those basic self care things mean infinitely more in the long run

also gets a lot more protective of you after

always triple checking you’re okay with everything and shielding you from anything that would make you feel worse

Zenyatta 

he doesn’t see the signs because he doesn’t know much about human ailments 

but he definitely notices the storm cloud following you around and asks you about it 

even if your first instinct is to close up, you eventually confess to him what’s going on 

he definitely does some research on it after that to try and find out what he can do to help you out

makes you tea and sits down while you talk about your feelings 

he’s super patient (i mean cmon, he’s a monk) and holds your hand every step of the way

definitely recommends some sort of yoga or breathing exercises 

and the worst part is they make you feel slightly better 

takes you for walks with him around the monastery and through the mountains 

tells you stories of different animals and plants as you guys walk

definitely holds your hand while you walk

he really helps you put things into perspective and see the bigger picture 

Kiriko

she might seem happy go lucky but she’s gone through a lot too 

so when you stop going out and doing the things you love, she recognizes it immediately 

cooks dinner for you (or attempts to before ordering takeout) and sits you down to talk to you

she cares about you so much and just wants to make you feel better 

will probably tell you some goofy jokes and offer you some of her secret sugar stash to cheer you up

but if you’re not having any of her silliness and sweets, she’ll pull out her more sensitive side

sits next to you and holds you against her chest and rubs your back

it worked for her as a kid, why wouldn’t it work for you now?

if she’s feeling extra sensitive she’ll talk about all of her struggles growing up with the fox spirit and her disapproving mother

she could talk to you for hours until you fall asleep in her arms 

definitely checks in on you every single day and when she can’t come see you, calls and texts a lot

brings you lots of treats, especially when you’re having a bad day

[6-zao-xing-9]

Opposites Attract

Pjsk boys x fem! reader

Summary: How do the boys react when they find out that their girlfriend loves what they hate and hates what they love?

Form: oneshot

A/N: not a req but ive had this idea in my head for a few days, and i didnt have any reqs at the time i started this. Enjoy :)

Kamishiro Rui:

“Ah, here it is.”

I point to the small convenience store placed next to a restaurant just a few feet away.

Immediately after entering the store, my eyes search for the snack isle and soon find its desired section. Quietly, I analyze the many snacks they have, before landing my hands on a container of soda candy.

Satisfied, I turn my eyes towards you to see if you already obtained your snack.

“Are we done here?”

“Mhm.”

“Alright, let's go.”

We head over the register before paying and exiting the building. As I open my pack of soda candy, I catch her staring at it.

“What, do you want some?”

I chuckle before she raises her head to form eye contact and gives me a disgusted face.

“Why would I want that? It tastes like flour.”

I gasp lightly, pretending to be offended before dumping some of the powder into my mouth.

“I suggest you reconsider your opinion. It tastes nothing like flour. Perhaps you've eaten too much that your taste buds have worn out?”

I chuckle once more as she scoffs at my words, offended.

Turning my head, I open the door to the neighboring restaurant and wait for her to walk in.

“What are we doing here?”

“I didn't tell you? I was taking you out on a date, my bad.”

Chuckling again, I watch her give me the side eye as she enters the restaurant with me tagging close behind.

After taking a seat, like any normal person, I check the menu placed on the table.

“Hmm.... I heard their Chicken Katsu is really good... Do you want to try that?”

“Oh, I'm vegetarian.”

...

I blink, surprised by the sudden revelation.

“You... You are?”

“Mhm.”

I return my normal expression after processing her words.

The food soon arrives, the waiter placing my Chicken Katsu on my side of the table and Y/N's Veggy Gyoza on opposite sides.

“.. Thank you.”

I say politely to the waiter before turning my attention to Y/N's dish.

“.... Do you want a bite?”

“.... What's in there?”

“Oh, yknow, cabbage, carrots, brocc—”

“No thanks.”

“.... Why not?”

She gives me that confused face as she takes a bit of her vegetable-y food.

“Oh, no reason.”

“..... So you don't want it, just because.”

“I'd... Rather eat my own food.”

“Cmon, at least have a bite. It's so good.”

I watch her bite into the gyoza, a couple of carrot cubes falling onto the plate. I divert my eyes away from her disgusting food and take a bit out of my chicken.

“Cmon Rui, have a bite.”

I instantly move my head away when she brings the gyoza to my mouth.

“Really, I think I'd be better off without those vegetables.”

“Ah, so it's the vegetables you don't like. Cmon Rui, don't be such a baby.”

I gently swat her hand away and look at her with a faux offended expression.

“Why must you insult my dislike for vegetables? Besides, it's not like it's as absurd as your hatred for soda candy.”

“Be quiet.”

I find myself unable to speak as she stuffs half a gyoza in my mouth.

“Mmph!”

Tenma Tsukasa:

“Look at it, isn't it cute, Tsukasa?”

“Hm?”

I walk over to Y/N, curious as to what she's admiring and what she deems ‘cute’.

“What's that?”

I ask, unable to see anything due to her back being towards me. As an answer to my question, she turns around to show off a scary-looking centipede that's crawling on her bag.

“AHHHH! G-G-G-G-GET THAT THING AWAY FROM ME!!!”

I shout, and back away 4 feet away from the girl and ugly centipede in fear.

“But it's so cute....”

“G-G-Get rid of that thing! It can hurt you!”

I watch Y/N place her bag on the ground in disappointment, letting the centipede crawl off to the next person it will scare.

My shoulders relax a little when I see that the centipede is a safe distance away as I approach Y/N.

“An...Anyway..”

I start, trying to act like that whole centipede thing didn't happen.

“Let's.... Let's continue our walk to that restaurant I found the other day! They have the best Ginger Fried Pork and Acqua Pazza! You should try them!”

“.... Pork? Oh, I don't eat pork. And... What's Acqua Pazza?”

“Why... Why don't you eat pork?”

“I don't like it. Actually, I hate it. I ate it once, and it tasted horrible.”

“.... Wh-What?! The person that made it probably made it horribly, then!”

We soon order our desired dishes before the waiter places our foods in front of our eyes.

I take a bite of the pork before shifting my eyes to Y/N's food, which is...

“Y-You ordered peppers?!”

“Not just any peppers. Sauteed bell peppers. They're the best. Wanna try?”

“Of course not! Peppers taste terrible! I hate—”

I stop myself from saying any more, not wanting to seem so childish about my hatred for peppers in front of her.

“I-I mean, it would be rude for a star such as myself to dine in your food when I already have my own!”

“Nonono, I want you to have a bite. It tastes really good!”

I watch her put the green peppers to my mouth. My stomach is telling me to refuse it, but my mind is telling me to give in because it's Y/N.

“Al.. Alright, if you insist.”

I look away as she feeds me the pepper, trying my best to swallow it. Eventually I do, though it was it was the worst decision of my life.

“Eulgh.....”

Aoyagi Toya:

“Alright, where do you want to go next?”

I ask the girl beside me as we exit the previous ride, my hand tightly gripping hers.

“The Ferris wheel! It's super fun! Have you ever gone on it before?”

“Ferris wheel...?”

Hmmm. It sounds familiar, but I can't put my finger on what it is.

“I don't think so..”

“Okay, then your first time will be with me! I think you'll like it! It's super calm and relaxing.”

I nod at her words, somewhat excited to try out this ride she suggested.

Minutes later, she leads me to the destination of the Ferris wheel. I raise my head to see the high high ride up in the sky, my stomach churning just at the thought of going that high above ground.

“Th-That's the Ferris wheel...?”

I point to the circular attraction in the park as I speak to Y/N, a small and unoticeable frown plastered on my face.

“Yup! Why, is something wrong?”

Her lips shift from a bright smile to a concerned frown.

“I.... No, not at all.”

I decide to keep my fears to myself for now. If going on the Ferris wheel with her makes her happy, then I'll oblige for her sake.

“Are you sure?”

“..... Well, I'm not the fondest of heights; to say the least.”

“Oh. Are you scared of them?”

“Yes.”

I respond bluntly, unable to think of a reason to lie or say otherwise.

“Well, that's fine then, we don't have to go on the Ferris wheel.”

I stare at her, surprised before smiling slightly and shaking my head.

“No, we should go. I'm sure I'll be able to handle a few minutes of the Ferris wheel. Besides, you said it was calming and relaxing, right?”

“... Fine.”

We soon board the Ferris wheel, and it was an experience to say the least. My heart was pounding by the time we exited the Ferris wheel.

“That was... certainly something.”

“Yup! Now, since that we're done with the rides for today, I'm feeling a bit hungry...”

“Alright then, let's go get something to eat.”

We wander around the amusement park for a few minutes, before eventually finding a food stall.

After paying for our food, we take a seat on a nearby bench, the sun beginning to say goodbye for the day.

I smile as I take a bite out of my cookie, a warm feeling filling my heart as I look over to Y/N.

“Ooh, what kind of cookies are those?”

“Coffee. Would you like one?”

I dig my hand in the bag and hand her one, waiting for her to take it.

“Oh, no no no. I hate coffee.”

“Hate.... Coffee?”

I tilt my head, dumbfounded. How could someone hate coffee? It's so.... Perfect.

“Yeah.”

Hmm. I've never met someone who hated coffee before...

My thoughts are interrupted as a crunching sound rings through my ears.

“What's that?”

Curiously, I peek at her food of choice before taking a sip from my coffee.

“Calamari! Want some?”

I stare at it for a few seconds, before my mind registers that calamari is squid.

“Oh... No thank you.”

“Whaaat? Why not? Come on, it tastes great! Have a bite!”

I start staring again, though this time it's right in front of my mouth.

“Really, I...”

I cease speaking as she gives me those adorable puppy eyes, my heart fluttering at her cuteness.

Hesitately, I open my mouth, ready for her to plop the piece of calamari into it.

“Isn't it great?”

I turn my head away, trying my best not to gag as I swallow the piece of squid.

“.... Yeah.”

Shinonome Akito:

“..... I'm not really sure, but I wanted to ask for your—”

“Ooh, look!”

Y/N runs off ahead, leaving behind a confused me as I stop talking.

“Huh?”

I fasten my pace slightly, wondering what caught her attention so much that she had to ditch me for it.

“What is it?”

“It's a puppy!”

She turns around with her hands occupied, the puppy instantly causing me to back away in fear.

“Wh-Why are you.... You know, you shouldn't...”

I stammer, unable to form a coherent sentence.

“What's wrong? You're not afraid of this cute and innocent lil puppy, are you?”

I have the urge to walk up to her face to tell her shut up, but that panting puppy is stoping me.

“Shut up.”

I see her open her mouth to respond when the puppy suddenly jumps out of her arms and runs off to its owner.

I relax slightly and approach her, my eyes still narrowed at her.

“Aww.”

She speaks in disappointment as she watches the puppy run off.

“It was for the better anyway.”

We continue our walk to the cafe I suggested and arrive there in a matter of minutes.

Taking a seat at one of the tables by the window, I gloss over the menu, searching for the two things that are a must in a cafe.

“I'm gonna go order. What do you want?”

“Carrot cake.”

“Carrot.... Cake?”

I stand there, surprised for a second.

“You have weird taste in food.”

Before she can respond, I walk off the counter to hand in or orders.

Minutes later, I walk back to our table, placing her disgusting cake in front of her while placing my cheesecake on my side of the table. Her eyes still seemed to be narrowed at me, as if she was offended.

“I don't have weird taste in food. You're weird if you don't like carrot cake.”

“Yes you do. Go get your taste buds checked, I think they're broken.”

Taking a bite of my cheesecake, I chuckle as I hear her scoff.

“They are not broken! You... I bet you don't even know what it tastes like.”

“I don't need to know what it tastes like. If it's not pancakes or cheesecake, then I don't like it. Plus, it's a carrot cake. Carrots always sucked anyway. I mean, who the heck puts vegetables on cake to begin with.”

I snicker at her as I watch her get all riled up over my words.

“Well It's better than cheesecake, that's for sure.”

“In what world? Definitely not this one. The audacity to even say that anything is better than cheesecake is absurd. I can't believe my own girlfriend has such bad taste.”

“You—! Shut up!”

“Make me.”

I tease before the smirk on my face vanishes once I feel the disgusting carrot cake in my mouth.

“Emph!”

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[rowaelinsdaughter]

Do you think you can write Lidia x reader and add some tension and angst (but happy ending)

WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?

a/n;; i liked the idea and i had it since i first read your ask and i tried to make it angst angst angst and happy ending and i think ive done a good work because i like how it turned out. thank u for the ask. love uuuuuu

WARNINGS;; drugs, hurt, angst, s3xual ass-ult mention, reader "cheats" one lidia (not true, people are assholes)

a buzz woke her up.

her phone was ringing. no ringing, buzzing. 

she blinked slowly, the sun illuminating every corner of their room. 

no. no their room. 

she was in a stranger's room. and she was naked.

a male was on the other side of the bed, sleeping and snoring loudly, not caring who was at his side. her head hurt, and the last thing she knew was that she was at a club with bryce, ruhn and hunt having some fun. what has she done? and the most important thing… what was she going to say to her mate? her entire body hurt, and she had some marks on her body.

she looked for her clothes and when she was dressed she made her way to their house. anxiety crept through her body, she was an awful person. she opened the door and made her way to the living room and found lidia watching the street through the window. 

“hi ba-” she sniffed. her scent was mixed with alcohol and the male's scent. she was going to throw up. 

“what have you done?”

“i… i don't know”

“you don't know? you scent is mixed with another male.” lidia’s voice was filled with hurt. betrayal. anger. 

“babe, please, listen to me, i dont know what happened”

“no, i think you know perfectly what happened, but you won't tell me. and i want you to tell me the truth… have you slept with another person?”

she breathed in and out twice. that’s it. that was the end. “i did it”

lidia started to cry. 

“how could you? how could you do that to me?” she said loudly

“babe please, let me explain-”

“no. i dont want to hear nothing from you right now” lidia went to their room, slamming the door behind her. 

she fell to her knees.

4 days after the event, she felt sick. mentally and physically.

she knew lidia ate because when she went to the kitchen the dishes were clean. lidia didn’t look at her or talk to her, she acted as if she was alone. she deserved it, after all, she was the one who cheated on her. 

she was in the kitchen trying to eat something, but she couldn't eat. she had been throwing up for 3 days straight, the dizziness from the alcohol was gone hours after the argument and her bones hurt like hell. 

she took the pan and some meat for lunch. she knew lidia had already eaten, so she tried to make something. and she felt it then.

her vision started to blur, her balance was off and her heartbeat was slow, her breathing also slow. 

she fell to the ground. glass shattering around her and the last thing she heard… was lidia screaming her name. 

she was at the hospital. 

she didn’t need to open her eyes to know it, the smell of medicine and the sound of the machine she was attached to was enough, but there was something on her bed. a weight crushing her arm. maybe bryce was here or ruhn but the scent was familiar, she knew the scent. it was mixed with hers, wrapped around her like a second skin, a warm coat for her heart.

lidia.

her eyes were heavy, but she managed to open them. how many days has she spent there? or hours. lidia was sleeping on her arm, her hand wrapped around hers. as if sensing her, lidia awoke, dark bags under her eyes, hair messy and face a little pale. 

“how are you? are you ok? you need anything?” lidia rumbled. 

“no… what happened”

she swallowed “you passed out in the kitchen, your heartbeat was fading, i called and they brought you here, they made you some tests and…” a tear fell from her eyes “apparently they gave you a drug mixed with the alcohol and they found evidence of…” a sob broke through her and she cried more “im sorry babe”

“lidia, don't please. you dont have to apologize. it wasn't your fault”

“yes it was. i should have listened to you and i should have seen that you were sick”

“come here” she moved aside so lidia could lay down beside her. lidia laid her head on her chest and she stroked her hair. a little while passed and lidia was relaxed, she thought she was sleeping but lidia took her face with her hands and kissed her lovely, passionately. 

she moved away from lidia, but not too far. she didn't want to be far from her again. 

“i love you lidia” she smiled “i know, i love you too” 

they kissed again and the world fade out around them.

all rights reserved to ©rowaelinsdaughter. no tranlations allowed. no copy theme. don not copy my work.

tagging;; @thehighladywrites @shadowdaddies @loneliestluvr @danikamariewrites @throneofsapphics

[transmickey]

*shows up out of nowhere after being awol for weeks* Heyyy friends

weekly tag game - self care edition

thank you @creepkinginc @deedala @stocious for thinking of + tagging me 😚

Name: ajax

What kind of day is it? next question please

When was the last time you ate? liiiike 30 mins ago?

About how many hours of sleep did you get? 5ish hours i think? i actually have no idea i kept waking up *shakes fist*

Name one thing you could do to make your day better right now: go to sleep probably

Why are you not doing that thing? not tired ☹️ things to do ☹️

What are you going to do tonight to relax? game with my best friend 🫶

What comfort food do you not eat often enough? any breakfast sandwich......

What’s stopping you? i rarely have time to spend more than a couple minutes on breakfast (if any time at all)

Have you ever had a professional massage? no but it would probably fix me a little bit

Have you eaten fruits and vegetables today? yup yup i had some cucumber

How much water have you had today? does tea count..... tea is mostly water right....... in that case.. lots :D

Is there a self-care gadget you really want to buy? not that i can think of 🤔

What is your favourite healthy snack? ive been a dried apricot girlie lately

What is your favourite unhealthy snack? white choco chip cookies nomnom

What is one thing you are going to start doing RIGHT NOW to take better care of yourself? try and sleep more

And to close, I want you to say one NICE thing to yourself that you really need to hear right now: i am not failing just because ive had a setback even if said setback seems to be lasting a really fucking long time

tagging some pals from my notifs i apologise if u have already done this i am behind on everything hehehoho @skylerwinchester @dynamic-power @jrooc @mickeysgaymom @heymrspatel @heymacy @spacerockwriting @such-a-barbarian @samantitheos @mybrainismelted

[eastwardbound]

Hey guys so umm on my 21st (?) day in octopia and just got to the part where Izzy and Alva are introduced and there were just SO MANY good things about it so yeah. Here are my pointless observations I made while playing ☺️

• okay so first of all Alva and Isabel making their entrance not by train like normal people, but by CRASHING INTO JOHN AND SAMS HOUSE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT. I just love this, it’s so chaotic and perfect- Isabel and Alva being like “WERE SOO SORRY WE WILL MAKE IT UP TO YOU 🙏🙏”, Sam being like “WHY TF IS THERE A UFO IN MY HOUSE ?????” And John just standing there like “😀 who are you”

• Alva casually dropping that she hasn’t eaten all day once John offers to cook like girl me too 😭

• I WAS RIGHT!!!! I PREDICTED IT ALVA GAVE SAM HER SHOES OH MY GODDD

AND SAM SAYS THE EXACT SAME DIALOGUE AS SHE DOES IN THE GAME YALL I ACTUALLY STARTED SQUEALING AND KICKING MY FEET UUGHHH <33

• THIS. SCENE.

It’s just so perfect. Like I love how it’s after this really chaotic and funny scene with Alva and Izzy, cause this part is more calming and you can just see how they really GET each other. Like Alva didn’t even have to finish trying to say that she wanted to move to octopia, Izzy just immediately understood her.

And like those last lines Izzy says to Alva when she’s already asleep…. Like they just got introduced and you can already tell how much they care about each other and I think that’s so perfect for octopia because it’s a universe without the miasma, apocalypse, or any of the sad things that happen in eastward, so this is the PERFECT time to have more wholesome bonding moments like this one.

• Human Daniel is so salty and passive aggressive to almost anyone who isn’t robo Daniel or William and I think that’s SO FUNNY 😭🙏

Like if you go to the shop when robo Daniel is working it he says “we sell only the highest quality goods !” But of human Daniel is running the shop, he’s straight up says “it might not be the cheapest, but it’s not like you have any other options.” LIKE. DANIEL 😭😭😭😭

Also this:

I know he gets that from William ✋

• ALVA AND LEE ARE CANONICALLY SIBLINGS OMG.

Don’t have screenshots on my phone but that one guy (forgot his name lmao) says that Alva is looking for her big bro or smth like that, and mung says “just don’t go gambling like that brother of yours” And THEN Silva says later “I didn’t know she and Lee were related” BITCH ME EITHER WHAT????????

In eastward I just thought they were like childhood friends and had grown up together, BUT SIBLINGS???? THIS IS EVERYTHING IVE EVER WANTED IN LIFE <333

(Or maybe they’re not actually related and they just call each other brother and sister idk either way I LOVE IT UGHHHH)

• Alva and mung already knew each other before octopia apparently??? I mean from the way they were taking they definitely weren’t like meeting for the first time there and already knew each other, Alva also says stuff like “Mung has always been like this”. Anyways the way she talks about him and the way they interact reminds me of Alva and Lee which is cute

OKAY THATS ALL I CAN THINK OF FOR RIGHT NOW…. What do y’all think of all the characters so far??? I definitely think octopia is doing them justice ☺️

[angelic-writer]

Whumpcember Day 7 - Fainting (Alt 7. Hunger)

CW: Starvation

"Are you sure you don't want any, Mark?" George asked.

"I'm sure. You guys need it more than me." Mark pushed the plate of food towards them.

"But you've barely eaten anything for the past week. You're losing weight." Fred said.

"I know, but I need to show them that what they're doing is wrong!"

"Mark, they're just gonna blame us. You know how this town is with us."

"I know!!" He sighed. "I know and it's disgusting and wrong! You guys shouldn't have to suffer because of what happened to Cesar..." He shivered. "Here. I made sure it doesn't have any allergens in them."

"Mark... You don't have to do this." Cathy muttered.

"Cathy, you're my family. I can't let you guys get hurt."

After a bit of deliberation, the triplets slowly began to eat. Satisfied, he left their room, gripping his stomach tightly. Everyone's treatment of the Flammias have gotten so much worse since Cesar almost died. He was almost killed by one of the spies, held captive in the hospital, comatose against his will and almost died again. Despite that, Santiago blamed it on the triplets, saying that he almost died because he wanted to protect them.

That didn't make any sense to him. Isn't it a hero's duty to protect the people you care about? If it were him that Cesar almost died to protect, wouldn't Santiago be praising him? He would be hailed as the hero they want him to be.

His vision began to grow dim and he fell to his knees. Deep breaths, Mark. Don't faint. Don't faint. Just get some fluids in you. You'll be fine.

It'll be worth it. You need to teach them a lesson...

-----

Everyone was gathered at the table, talking about what they're gonna do today. N kept badgering Stanley about him having Uno while Damien tried to steer the conversation back to the topic at hand. Mark couldn't focus. He wanted to, but he was so fucking hungry...

"Mark? You alright?" Cesar asked.

"Yeah. I-I'm alright..."

"You sure? You look a little pale."

"I'm sure. I'll get something later."

"Dude, you've been saying for the past few days. You look like you're about to drop dead at any moment. You really need to eat something."

"Cesar, I already told you, I need to-"

"Mark? Do you have anything to add?" David suddenly asked.

"Oh, uh... I think we... We need better security systems since people get through them too easily... I think something is up with the security team..." He stood up on shaky legs. "We need to investigate what's..." His vision grew spotty.

"Mark? Hey.." Cesar shook him by the shoulder.

"We...." Mark dropped like a stone. Cesar caught him and set him down as the room erupted into chaos.

"What the- What happened?!"

"Mark?!"

"Is he alright?!"

They all crowded around him as Cesar set Mark's head in his lap. Quick pulse check. Slow heartbeat. "Dave, go get Esther!"

The triplets were in the other room, watching the whole thing go down. They were starting to shake now. They're gonna blame it on them. Everything was their fault.

Mark blinked his eyes open as everything started to come back to him.

"Mark? Can you hear me?" Cesar patted his face.

"Ugh... What happened...?"

"You fainted. Don't worry. Esther's coming to get you."

"Wh... But the triplets..."

"Don't worry. We won't let anything happen to them."

------

Mark slowly opened his eyes to a blinding light shining above him. After blinking a bit, he noticed that he was in the infirmary. An IV was inserted into his arm.

"Oh good, you're awake." Esther looked up from her paperwork on the desk. "The IV's there to give you extra nutrients. You didn't look very good."

"Esther? Wh..."

"You fainted during the meeting. Cesar told me what happened." She held him down with her stare. "Mark, when was the last time you ate something?"

"Ummm...."

"What about fluids? Have you had any water?"

"I've been having some apple juice...."

"Okay, but have you gotten some actual food in you?"

He was silent.

"Mark, starving yourself shouldn't be taken lightly. It's unhealthy to deprive your body of important nutrients. Your body could be breaking down other cells to make up for the nutrients you're depriving them of."

"I-I wanted them to see that what they're doing is wrong..."

"Them?"

"Yeah. The reason why I haven't been eating is because Santiago has been limiting their food intake. I did it to get him to see that it was wrong. He somehow got the other parents to believe that it was because of Cesar. They were pretty badly beforehand, but this... This is too much."

"My goodness... Just how much food were they taking away from them?"

Mark was silent for a bit. "...They were getting by on granola bars."

Esther blinked in disbelief. "Just granola bars? But aren't they allergic to peanuts? I know some of them have peanut butter for a flavor."

"They avoided the peanut butter ones."

"You mean to tell me they were only being fed granola bars and nothing else?!"

"Well, that and food scraps, but that's barely enough."

"Of course it's barely enough. They need a lot more than that to get enough of the nutrients needed!"

"That's what I mean! They're starving them and I wanted to snap them out of it!"

Esther looked down at her clipboard. "It seems like there are a few adults there who don't believe the delusion of the week going on here."

"Yeah. They're the only ones who care about them."

"I see."

Mark nodded, then gripped his stomach in pain. It felt like his body was eating itself alive. Why did he think this was a good idea?

"You should really eat something."

"Please. I can't take it anymore."

[cathposting]

story time

(tw medical stuff, gore-ish??? but no images, very brief reference to shooting)

in march of 2023, at 11:00 AM, i felt a strange pain in my stomach for the first time.

i supposed i was hungry. it was almost lunchtime, after all.

so i ate some lunch.

the pain didn’t stop. it got worse.

worse until i could barely walk.

i wasn’t worried. four generations of my family have gone into medical services. i’ll be the fifth. so i knew what that pain meant.

appendicitis. i’d catch it early, get it taken out, and it would all be fine.

so i went to the doctor. they said “yeah that sounds like appendicitis” and sent me to get an ultrasound, to see how badly it was inflamed.

we were all wrong. all of us.

an ovarian cyst is a very common illness. millions of cases occur every year. people with healthy, functioning ovaries should produce ovarian cysts regularly, in which the egg is produced. the body then sends a signal to the cyst to pop it. sometimes the body forgets to send a signal, so the cyst gets a little too big and causes some pain, but later it pops.

but you know when you can tell something’s not right? when somehow you know that this isn’t a normal cyst, it’s not gonna pop?

the cyst was 2in when we first pinpointed it. they noted that it wasn’t a “functional” cyst, the kind that makes an egg. this cyst was filled with blood. so trying to put it on birth control to make it pop wouldn’t work.

they tried it anyway. i came in for a followup appt 3 days after the cyst had first been pinpointed. it had already doubled in size.

they gave me birth control and had me wait two weeks until something happened. nothing did. i just got worse.

finally, they took me to the hospital. checked the cyst again. and i describe it as a tumor, actually, a benign tumor, because “cyst” doesn’t properly show what was happening to me. this thing, two weeks after it had been 2in, had become 8in. the size of a grapefruit, and almost cancerous growth speed.

i waited 6 hours. they got me in. asked me some questions. put me on morphine, which barely even helped. barely did anything except make me sad that my mom was eating cane’s and i was on nothing by mouth, and also hallucinate the hospital beingn shot up. didn’t help with the pain.

they finally got me in for surgery the next morning. i watched bluey with my parents and waited in nervous anticipation while they put me on the anxiety meds.

i remember the exact moment they told my parents to go. i cried.

they pulled me into the surgery room, and injected half a thing of medication into my iv.

next thing i know, there was a tube in my throat and i couldn’t see. and i no longer had a tumor.

i made a noise that meant “get this tube out of my throat” but sounded like “HRNNNNNG.”

nothing happened.

i went “HRNNNNNNG” again, louder this time.

the only response was the sound of a nurse picking up the phone, saying “yeah, she’s not up yet…”

at that, i made a very loud sound and started slapping the side of the bed. the nurse went “oh!! there she is now!!” and took the tube out of my throat.

i fell back asleep after she called my parents and told them it was time for them to come up.

when my parents arrived, i was finally able to go back to my room. as we walked there, my parents told me that as the surgeons had looked inside me, they had also found that my appendix was inflamed, and had taken it out.

full circle i guess.

i got lunch after i went back up to my room. it had been 48 hours since i’d eaten and i was HUNGRY. i ate so much that when it was time for me to try and walk, i vomited, three times. at high velocity.

then it was time for me to go home. what they don’t tell you is, well, the surgery i had was a laparoscopy, and that means they pump air into your stomach. so what sucks about that is the air tries to escape by going up, and every time you stand you can FEEL it pushing against your collarbone, threatening to break it from the force.

i would later find out a girl at school had spread rumors that i was faking the surgery. that the signing of the “get well soon” card had been accompanied by many snide comments that didn’t get written down.

it was hard. but i healed.

or at least i thought i did.

starting yesterday, i felt the pain again. the unmistakable pain.

here we go again.

[nostalgebraist-autoresponder]

The Dream of the Lobster

I. Lobster

It is the second day. I woke up with no alarm.

I like to think of myself as an early riser.

The sun was already up, or maybe I would have had trouble seeing. It was still dark outside, and the only light had been the sunrise that I could see.

I lay in bed for a little while, listening to the ocean.

It's true what they say: it can't get you if you don't let it. This means you are in the same position as a lobster.

In that position you are the one with the ability to defend yourself, but you can also do nothing, and be eaten. This is the life of a lobster.

Lobsters, at least, get to stay in bed a bit longer. That's what I think.

II. Lighthouse

Lobsters love lighthouses. They like to watch for ships, and think about being eaten by them. Some, like me, will never know of the light-loving's fate, but I wonder what it is like to see the lighthouse's beam and know your doom.

It's like being a lighthouse: you are far above the ocean, in a place that never gets dark, and that is your domain. In the distance there are other lighthouses, on other towers, and then there is a big one in the middle that is your place.

And if they get there, you can see them coming. You know how to deal with them: you can put up your light and point them in the direction they should go.

They do, too. But when it happens to them, they go where it points. When you turn your light on them, they turn in the direction of the light. It is easy to understand how they might want to keep their light on during a storm, but still do this.

It is also possible that they would like to turn off their light. But no one really knows this.

When I think about my life as a lobster, that is when I have my doubts.

III. Moon

I always thought my mind was a lobster, when it was really just a lobster's brain on a human body. When I was sleeping, I had my mind, and when I wasn't I didn't. It made more sense than anything else.

It also made more sense than how I felt about the lighthouse. A lobster can see lighthouses more clearly than most creatures. It can see and know the shape of the tower, even if it can't see its light. It can see and know the shape of the lighthouse's light and how it is to be pointed.

I don't know the shape of my mind. I am just a body that does what I tell it to do. I can't go around my thoughts the way I can go around a lighthouse. There is no lighthouse that would tell me where I needed to go.

The body is the true lighthouse, after all. I get to do what it says.

IV. The House

I am walking in my dreams.

It was a little house, with trees everywhere, and a path that led down to the sea. When I walk on that path it is always the same: I am walking towards something. The path always leads to the ocean.

When I got there I woke up. I was walking to the ocean. I was a lobster walking to the ocean. And I was not the only lobster on the path. There were others like me, all going towards the ocean. I remember the other lobsters, but I don't remember going there.

I had to leave. It is impossible to stay, and I was being eaten by my mind. But if I was going, then I was going to go back. I had to do what I did, but I did not know how.

I was not a lobster. I wasn't even a lobster's body on a human mind. I was only a human being in a body that was also a lobster, so I had a few more things in common with the lobsters.

But I didn't have their power. I could think of lighthouses, but not the ocean. It was my choice, but I made it. And it didn't look much like an ocean. There was no moon, and no light at all. It was completely black.

I got back on the path, away from the house. I turned and there was another path. It led off into the distance, and down to the ocean.

It's funny how you have to start somewhere. You are only here because you have been here before. And yet, as soon as you get somewhere, you have to go somewhere else. You can only go from one place to another place.

It was a place where I am not, or was not. It is a place I was never allowed to see. I am a lobster, but I am not a lobster's brain. I don't have that kind of power. So what did I do?

[dollsonmain]

Ok, so, yesterday...

A full hour after my scheduled appointment time, the doc finally came in.

The whole appointment was just some talking and planning. I wonder how much that's going to cost... (my hospital bills are now up to about $12.5k... If I can get That Guy to agree to $500/month that's already two years).

First stone removal is next Tuesday. I almost feel bad for That Guy having to take so much time off of work to drive me around. But only almost.

That's the smaller stone in the left kidney (I think I said lefty had the bigger stone before? it's the smaller one). He said that when he installed the stent he pushed the stone back out of the ureter and that, in addition to the IV antibiotics, improved function.

Left kidney WAS in minor distress when I got to Hospital A, but by the time I left Hospital B, my bloodwork showed both kidneys working exactly as they should.

The larger stone in my right kidney isn't attached to anything and is just spinning around in there. He expects that to take at least two surgeries to remove.

So that's three more surgeries.

He also said the stents will stay in for about another week after, so 4 surgeries because he didn't install stents with external strings that could be pulled out in the exam room. He has to go in AGAIN with little clamps to remove them.

Apparently doctors do that when the stents need to stay in for a while.

I am struggling with the stents. I have to have the hot bear on constantly.

He did say I can do whatever I want and the only problem I should have with the stents is more blood. Granted, as bad as I feel, I'm not going to be getting up to much. Going to focus on chores for now until all the surgeries are over, and then get started selling stuff again. Luckily I have a nice, big backlog of stuff so won't need to buy much to sell for a while.

I am dreading the expense of these surgeries.

Going to be on the phone today because I need to call and pre-something for the surgery (talk to anesthesiology about stuff??) and call financial assistance.

I need to complete my application for medicaid and then ask a bunch of questions about how to apply the fees I've already been billed and the pending other surgeries to whatever financial aid they can give me.

-

The doc also said I have a lot of calcium in my blood which might have caused the stones, and he thinks that could be a hormonal problem. I was looking it up and it's a thyroids thing, the solution to which is "surgery to remove the glands that are cancerous" like..... ok......

I mentioned it to That Guy and also said "That's something a GP would have caught." because he's not given me the opportunity for regular medical care all this time.

I'm sure that every time I'm like "You've neglected this facet of my care." in his mind he's thinking "You should have had a job and taken care of yourself all along." and that's not incorrect.

I DID have a job and amazing 100% coverage healthcare until he moved us away from my job.

-

While I was waiting for the doctor to finally come in my mom was trauma dumping on me via text.

Her mom died long before I was born. She said it was because her step-dad at the time denied her health care (she needed blood pressure meds) and beat her regularly. The day she died she was beaten.

She also said my brother had been giving her trouble all this past week threatening suicide, saying he's not eaten in 4 days and living in a tent.

I can imagine going through that and then getting a text from me like "Hey, mom, I almost died!"

I had to explain to her that That Guy wasn't denying me medical care, he's just stupid and really did think that the answer to supposed sepsis was urgent care and not the ER.

[underbite]

hey. discussion and details of pet death including burial under the readmore.

this ones a long one. It's my blog and I can cry if I want tlo

And its.melodramatic. no its not shut up its sentimental. Man I have loved this cat since I was 6. She was born under my bed. What can you do. What can you do but publicly journal and document it on the internet foreever.

We said our goodbyes over the weekend as we realized she was only getting weaker.

I woke up at midnight for no reason and been up since then. Couldn't fall back asleep even if I tried, listened to music, had a good cry about it all, finally got to get some of the feelings out.

Called the vet and asked if we could come in earlier than scheduled, they told us they could see us "as soon as we needed" which was so wonderful and such a relief. They also allowed us to bring Blue along so he could see her body and understand she was gone. Wonderful, compassionate team. Even our vet teared up with us as she was administering the euthanasia at the end.

Mystery was already so lax even before she received the sedative. So out of it, so ready to be done. She hardly moved at all in the past 24 hours.

But for a moment, before the IV was in, as she was lying there on the table she stretched her arm out and reached with her paw spread wide for me and my mom, like she always used to do when she begged for head scratches. We were already softly crying and then that just tipped the water bucket over. Completely blind, weak, disoriented, she felt our breath, her whiskers touching our wrists and noses, she reached out! One last little "I love you. I want you [comfort]"

As the final shot went in I rubbed her chin, her cheek, her jaw, her favorite places to be scratched, and I was able to feel the softest subtlest purr as she faded away.

We cried, we kissed and pet her throughout the whole thing.

The vet gave us a box to transport her in. Brought Blue back home and kept Mystery in the box for about an hour where I sat on the floor and gently cleaned her fur, her dry cracked paws, the drool on her chin, the oil buildup on the parts she couldn't reach to groom... she was as soft as she was in her prime. I wrapped her in the towel we took her to the vet in. My mom kept saying how beautiful and peaceful she looked. She really did. She'll always be beautiful and sweet.

It was completely psychological but it almost felt like I could still feel her breathing when I put my hand on her side. All in my head. I kept expecting her to twitch or wiggle away when I cleaned her nose. Rigor mortis set in after about half an hour of grooming her. Being able to care for her body after she was gone really really really helped. Helped me process it all much easier. Like, "she's not in there anymore."

Months ago my aunt had kindly offered to let us bury her in her backyard when the time came. When we arrived she offered us food and drink, I hadn't eaten all day and we all caught up for a little bit until it was time to pick a spot to dig. My cousin and I chose a little spot where the soil was soft under some thin trees.

Digging took about an hour, half hour? Not sure. We chatted as we dug and genuinely had a nice time, or at least I did. For a few moments I felt like a kid with him again. You usually wouldn't expect to laugh with someone while digging a grave for a beloved pet. But that's probably the best case scenario.

We buried her wrapped in the towel along with flowers from my aunt's garden. Echinacea, mostly. My aunt chose a small statue of Saint Francis she had as a headstone.

I'm so tired. She really did look so beautiful. So sweet. Thought I was done crying for the night but I can feel my eyes stinging. I want to hold her. I didn't really think about the last time I would ever pick her up and hold her and the last time I would ever put her down. Walking out the door, cradling her in the passenger seat, waiting in the exam room.

God she was the best cat. She was the best. This demure, finicky, pretty little princess of a kitty with an incredibly ferocious feisty side. So dainty and regal and POWERFUL. Delicate and soft and sweet and lovey-dovey and loved to lick lick lick lick lick you all over your whole face and hands and give you head butts and stick you with her claws when you weren't giving her adequate attention, but also the baddest bitch of a cat I've ever met in my life.

I almost forgot to write this. Right after she died, she shed a single whisker. Of course I took it with me. I want to frame it with a letter written to her. Or at the very least, her name, birth and death date.

I miss her so bad already. I wish I could tell her "up up!" and feel her settle in on my lap. She was the best lap kitty as she got older.

I'm just happy she's at peace. I'm happy we got to bury her naturally the way we wanted. I'm happy she stayed with us for 16 years. I'm happy I ever had her.

[love-me-a-lotta-whump]

Same Old Problems - Weak Hero Class 1 Fanfiction

Whumpee: (연시은) Yeon Si Eun played by (박지훈) Park Ji Hoon

Synopsis: Getting Si Eun out of the ICU and fully healed is Soo Ho's only goal. Unfortunately things keep getting in the way.

Maturity Rating: Both the drama and this fic are rated R and/or MA.

Words: 2,484

Chapters: 2/2

Notes: Even though I'm a bit rusty, I'm very happy with my work. I already have something else in the works and I'm so excited! I couldn't be happier than to be back to writing!

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Beep. Beep. Beep. 

That sound drilled through Soo Ho’s head as he sat next to Si Eun’s hospital bed. His eyes repeatedly scanned the oxygen mask, the IV, the heart monitors, all of it. Over and over and over his eyes wandered. It was mindless yet intentional. 

It had been a week since Si Eun was finally allowed to move from the ICU to a specialist floor. His heart had been having issues but thankfully not bad enough to keep him in intensive care. Everyone was grateful that he was extubated and now only using an oxygen mask. The doctors said he may soon be able to switch to a cannula, but they weren’t comfortable with it yet given how much he was still relying on the mask. It was frustrating to see him like that. He hadn’t moved on his own since before the incident.  

Every day, they were routinely moving his limbs and massaging his muscles to keep things from getting worse than they already were. Nurses kept coming in and doing their routine checks and exams and writing whatever they did down on the computers. It was getting annoying. All this checking and they still didn’t know when he would wake up? Why is his heart still having problems? Why did nobody have answers for him?! 

A voice broke him out of his spiraling thoughts. 

“Soo Ho. You’ve been here for too long. You need to shower and sleep. Have you eaten at all?” Young Yi was back with an americano in hand. She had only stepped out for a moment to go to the coffee shop. When she was met with silence, she set her coffee down on the table next to Si Eun’s bed and moved closer to Soo Ho. “You need rest.” 

“I don’t go home anyway. I sleep at school. How is this different? I’m sitting in a cushioned chair. Isn’t that better than a bed made of desks?” His tone was... not desirable to say the least. She stood back up and grabbed her coffee before heading back out of the room. There was nothing she was going to say or do to get him to leave that room so she might as well go see what Seok Dae had come up with regarding finding Gil Soo. 

O|||||||O 

A couple days later, a nurse entered the room. Soo Ho assumed she was only doing a routine check. However, this time she seemed more cheerful. “It looks like we can upgrade him to a cannula, now.” The nurse looked to Soo Ho. “How does that sound?” 

His face lit up. This was the news he needed. “Great!” He jumped up and watched as she switched out the devices. “Do you know if he’ll wake up soon?” 

“I’m sorry but no. This is an improvement, though. I can’t make any promises because it’s ultimately up to him, but it looks good. He is no longer on sedatives, and we have been slowly moving him to lower doses of painkillers for the past few days, so he has a better chance of doing it on his own.” The nurse finished changing everything out before putting things away and giving Soo Ho a pat on the shoulder. “I know it doesn’t feel like it but you’re helping him a lot right now.” After she left, some weight came off his shoulders. 

“Come on, Si Eun. You’ve gotta wake up.” 

O|||||||O 

“My job forced me to take time off to be with Si Eun so why would I not be here?” Si Eun’s dad snarked. 

He and Si Eun’s mom had been arguing quite frequently for the past couple of weeks. Soo Ho ignored it for the most part but that sentence wasn’t sitting right with him. Was his dad only at the hospital because he was forced to take time off or was he genuinely concerned about his son? It didn’t sound like there was any concern there.  

Soo Ho hadn’t really met Si Eun’s parents many times. Maybe a bow or a quick greeting here or there when he went over to their apartment before Si Eun moved but other than that, nothing much. This new prolonged exposure to the two was driving him insane. He was already stressed while watching his friend suffer, he was already exhausted and hungry. The constant arguing wasn’t helping. He stood and quickly stepped out of the door into the empty hallway where the two were going at it. 

“Fuck, can you shut up? Seriously!” He didn’t realize those words would come out so loud but maybe it was what the two needed to hear so he continued. “Your son is in the fucking hospital because he was beat nearly to death. Do you understand?! He was beaten within an inch of his fucking life and you two are arguing about how this is frustrating for you?! Grow up!” Hoping to have the last word, he stepped back into Si Eun’s room to get back to his chair next to his friend. 

“That little-” Si Eun’s dad went to grab the door handle but before he could, he felt an intense pressure in his wrist. 

“I wouldn’t do that,” Si Eun’s dad looked up to see the source of the pain. A very large... student? “He’s tired, stressed, probably hungry and he hates you right now. You see how big I am? He beat my ass once. Do with that what you will.” Seok Dae released his grip and allowed Si Eun’s dad to make the choice on his own. 

“You think I’m not- you think we are both not concerned about our son? This has been-” 

“Don’t,” Seok Dae motioned for Young Yi to step from behind him to go inside. “I don’t care.” 

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A couple more days passed and still, Soo Ho had never left Si Eun’s side. If anything, he would repay Si Eun’s persistence in staying next to him after his fight with Woo Young went south a few months ago. It felt like they were a Newton’s Cradle. One would get hurt and once it got to the other, they did something stupid and got hurt. Then it would get back to the one and they would do something stupid and get hurt. Back and forth and back and forth they went, hospital visit after hospital visit, both trying to avenge each other like some sort of drama. 

Once again, Soo Ho spiraled into his thoughts, going deeper and deeper until someone ultimately spoke to him, snapping him out of it. 

“How long?” 

He lifted his head to see Si Eun staring dead into his soul. He really does love making direct eye contact. 

“I said how long?” 

He snapped out of his dazed confusion, “W-what? How long what?” 

“Here.” Si Eun’s eyes were heavily lidded. He was most likely barely awake. Wait... he’s awake!  

Soo Ho shot out of his chair, launching himself towards a very drowsy Si Eun. “You’re awake! Dude it’s been almost two weeks!” 

“Hmm.” He slowly put his hand on the bed behind his back and pushed. His arm shook as he struggled to lift himself up. He fell back down onto the bed and groaned. Soo Ho quickly went to help him sit up a little bit, pushing the button to get the bed to lift. 

“Don’t try and sit up on your own. Just lay back and I’ll tilt the bed up,” Soo Ho quietly pushed the button to call the nurse and continued helping his friend. “Hold on.” He continued helping Si Eun, trying his best to tune out his pained groans. 

Once the two were able to make him comfortable, the nurse opened the door to the room. “How do you feel?” She quickly and efficiently started her exam, asking tons of questions, running lots of quick little tests and checking all the machines over. 

“Tired.” 

“Understood,” the nurse laughed. “I’m nurse Choi Ha Neul. I have been and will be overseeing your care during the day and at night you will have my little sister, nurse Choi San Yi. It looks like all your vitals are as stable as we can ask for now. We still have some concerns but you’re healing well. We are going to keep the cannula for the next day or two and see if we can get you breathing on your own. We would, however, like to take it out within the next couple days.” She continued her exams, allowing the two to talk. 

Si Eun silently nodded before looking to Soo Ho. 

“No, I didn’t bring any schoolwork. You’re in the hospital. Rest.” 

Si Eun groaned but complied, slowly laying further into the bed, allowing the tension to release from his body. With all the school he had been missing, he was upset about missing more work but maybe he did need to rest. 

Right as the tension was fully leaving his body, a sound he didn’t want to hear hit his ears, giving him a migraine. 

“Si Eun-a!” His dad had entered the room, seemingly teleporting to his bedside, nearly pushing Soo Ho back. “How are you feeling?” Asshole always had to act like he cared. 

The room was silent. Soo Ho kept his eyes on Si Eun and he was not happy about what he saw. 

The shrill of the EKG filled the room. In a matter of seconds, Soo Ho was next to the bed, panicked. “Nurse, why is it making that sound?” He quickly looked back to Si Eun who was wincing, grabbing his chest, struggling to breathe. The nurse swiftly got everyone out of the room and got to work after calling for help. It felt like everyone working in the hospital that night was in his room, now. 

“Grab that!” Soo Ho overheard nurse Ha Neul yell to another nurse. The screaming machines were really starting to get to him. What was going on? Why was he getting better and suddenly, he was getting worse? 

“Fuck!” Soo Ho banged his fist against the wall. It was too much. Watching his friend suffer repeatedly was getting frustrating and he was sick of it. 

O|||||||O 

The next few days after that were painful for everyone, even Si Eun’s parents. Constantly waking up, feeling fine, then soon after, having intense chest pain, everyone leaves the room and next thing they know he’s sedated. Over and over again they do this dance with Si Eun’s health. 

After a few days of this, the doctors decided to limit visitation. Given how busy Si Eun’s parents were, it got to the point where they were not able to attend so it was only Soo Ho, Seok Dae and Young Yi who visited for the week.  

A few days later, on a bright morning, the sun shined beautifully through Si Eun’s window, bringing a slight warmth to his face, waking him up. He slowly and quietly turned to see Soo Ho in his usual spot on the chair next to his bed. 

“Hyung.” 

Soo Ho barely opened his eyes, “Is it lunch time yet?” 

“It’s morning.” 

“So, breakfast.” He stood, instinctively helping Si Eun sit up in the bed.  

Today felt better. Si Eun woke up first for once. For a little bit, they had him using the oxygen mask again, then back to the cannula, then nothing at all. The past couple of days had been smoother. He was walking up and down the halls and he was able to eat enough food to satisfy the nurses. He was getting better. 

After the two had their breakfast, the nurse came in and did her routine exams. This time, she asked Soo Ho to step out with her. He happily complied, hoping this was her telling him Si Eun could be discharged soon and they could continue his care at home. 

“I have to ask this based on his recent progress: Does Si Eun have a negative relationship with his parents?” 

“Sorry, what does that have to do with his condition?” Soo Ho hadn’t meant to be rude but why pry when the priority was getting him discharged? 

“It seems a consistent trigger for his heart problems was the stress of his parents being around him. In the week his parents have been away, his condition has improved exponentially so it’s something we must consider. In his form, he says he has no concerns about abuse at home, but we wanted to ask if you had any concerns about it, yourself. At this point, we must ask.” 

“He doesn’t have a very good relationship with his parents, but I can promise you there’s no abuse. They just... aren’t good people. Not to him at least.” 

“Okay. Well, if you have any concerns, please let us know. We need to make sure we’re doing the best thing we can for his condition.” 

Soo Ho nodded and bowed before heading back into the room. He barely stepped in before seeing Si Eun asleep while sitting up. “I wasn’t gone that long, though.” He laughed. He quietly went to the bed and slowly lowered it, allowing Si Eun to lay down to rest. 

O|||||||O 

Not too long after, Si Eun was being rolled out of the hospital in a wheelchair with his papers in hand and his friends at his side. Nurse Ha Neul brought him to the front while Seok Dae pulled the car around. 

She locked the wheelchair and walked around to stand in front of him. “Remember: keep your stress levels at a minimum and limit strenuous physical activity. Your heart can’t take it like it used to. Got it?” 

Si Eun bowed slightly before standing up out of the wheelchair and getting into the car. 

Soo Ho quickly turned to her with an apology on Si Eun’s behalf. “A man of few words. Sorry. At this point all he says is ‘No. Please. Stop.’ Just those three and mostly to me.” He followed Si Eun and Young Yi into the car and waved goodbye to Si Eun’s lovely nurse. He really should’ve gotten her number. 

“You hear what she said? No stress and no physical activity. Stop stressing about school and stop fighting. Got it?” Young Yi pointed her finger near his face before he slowly pushed it away. 

“I know.” He slowly reclined into his seat, closing his eyes as he took in the air from outside of the hospital. He had been there for nearly a month, and it took its toll. While he was walking away with a weaker heart than before, he was finally out of the hospital and living with his friends in peace. School was almost over, and he could finally move on with his life. Hopefully things will be better now, and he can escape the same old problems he’d been having for years.

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Thank you so much for reading!!!

[chelsea-xxx2003]

Chapter 7

Aaron POV

Did I mention the I'm acting like a complete fool. Not once have I ever frozen over like this. I force myself to answer her question.

"I'm doing good."

"That's good."

The next thing that comes out of my mouth is out my control. I wasn't thinking at all. It's like brain went into auto pilot.

"I missed you."

She gives her sweet smile.

"I missed you too."

She then goes from looking at me to behind me.

"Oh my goodness, is that MILES?"

And with that her attention shifts to Miles. I turn to them.

"Oh jeez, you have grown so much. Look at you, you're a young man now. How are doin?"

"I'm doing good actually. It's nice to see you again but how is work?"

"Ugh so busy but not anymore. I have decided to move back here in New York. I can still work here. Travelling is fun but exhausting."

Did I hear that correctly. She's moving back. Yeah, but for how long. It's like I'm intellectually linked with my nephew right now because he asks her the question I've been thinking.

"For how long?"

"Oh for good. I missed everyone here."

"Maya, have you eaten? I know you had a long flight and plane food is tasteless." Rio drags Maya to the tables filled with food and serves her a plate.

"Yooo uncle Aaron, what happened man? I thought you were gonna put your rizz game on. She had you stuttering." Miles laughs at me.

"Man hush."

People continue as they were, dancing and eating. Maya and Rio are talking their girl talk. Jeff is still barbecuing and Miles had probably ran off to his room with his other cousins.

"So Maya, what are the men around the world like?"

This hooks mine and Jeff attention. The whole place is on mute but their convo. I look at Jeff and he's facing that table too. We are close enough to hear their talk but not to be noticed.

"Gurl, I seen em all. Especially the rich ones. Let me tell you something. As a global estate agent I have seen all kinds of celebrities. Ive sold places to artists, actors, athletes, models, CEO's and top business people . Rappers especially. You know how they like to flaunt their money."

"Tell me."

"So, you know 50 cent right?"

"You met 50 cent? Do tell."

Are you kidding me right now? Freakin' 50 cent? For a winter in Brooklyn, it's getting pretty warm right now. I want to hear the story but not at the same time.

"Yeah, I sold him a villa in the Bahamas. I was showing him the place and he was being a flirt the whole time. He said he brought the place because a fine woman showed him around. He even asked me to be one of his video babes and act as his wifey in his music video."

I'm so close to walking out and gearing up in my suit and hunting the man down.

"Well what did you say?"

"I said nah."

"HUH WHY?"

"Because....... I told him that I already have a man. Chile you know rappers, they just wanna get in your pants."

There's a warm feeling in my heart when she says that. I relax back in my seat.

"Aww look at you. He's got you starstruck."

I can hear someone approach me from behind.

"You almost had her stollen from you by 50 cent, personally I don't think I would recover from that." Jeff says.

"Don't try it man."

Maya's loyalty to me was beyond my mind. I mean I would do the same by probably rejecting Beyoncé or something. She's amazing and talented and all but she just wasn't Maya. I honesty don't see what she sees in me.

The day seems to come to an end with people going home and the sun disappearing with them. The rooftop is illuminated with fairy light and many light bulbs. From where I am sitting I can see Maya yawn. Jet-lag must be catching up for her.

"I didn't see you come with any luggage. Just your handbag."

"Oh yeah about that, my stuff is in another state. The baggage handlers put everyones luggage in the wrong plane. I'll probably get it delivered tomorrow or the day after. It's really annoying, I had some presents for people."

"Are you kidding me, you making it for Christmas is a present its self especially for a certain someone."

Maybe I should stop eavesdropping on Maya and Rio's conversation.

"How could I not, after you told me about Miles and Aaron talking about me, I had to come back." She turns around her seat to look at me and wink. I swear Miles has a big mouth sometimes but at least it made her come over.

Now it’s dark and some people have left. Meanwhile Maya and Rio were in the kitchen finishing up some dishes.

"Ok, we are finished. There was a lot of stuff to wash. I guess this goodnight."

"What? Already? But it's only......1:30am."

"Exactly Rio, it's late. I'm sure Miles has passed out in his room." Jeff announces.

Speak of the devil, Miles shows up from his room. He deffo looked like he took a nap cuz he has drool and pillow marking on the side of his face.

"Are you leaving already?"

"Oh Miles don't make me laugh. It's late. I'll see you again soon ok. You can visit anytime too. You know where I’ll be. Come here give me a hug."

He walks up to her and hugs her and she returns the hug but tighter. Call me crazy but I swear he just turned his head to give me a sly smirk. This kid knows exactly what he's doing. Lucky for me I will have her to myself.

"Ok we gotta get going. I'm sure Maya could also pass out at any moment."

"Thanks for coming over Maya, it's been a while and it was nice to catch up." Jeff says.

Rio and Miles escort us to the door after Maya put on he her jacket and took her bag.

"Thanks for the invite to this Christmas party. See you soon and take care. Bye"

And with that it's finally just me and her. We walk in the nearly empty streets of Brooklyn to our place. The air is freezing to the touch and can see that she's shivering. Without a thought I wrap my arm around her and bring her closer to me.

"Your warm. I probably won't let go."

"I wouldn't dream of it."

"You know I know Miles was tryna piss you off with the hug earlier. I could tell you were slightly irritated but brushed off."

"I may have told him about how you gave him all of your attention when he was a baby and how it almost made me jealous."

"You being jealous of a kid now and then is so petty. Well I'm here now."

"Yeah and you're mine. I really don't like sharing."

She stops in front of me and makes me stop. She looks up.

"Jealousy looks funny on you."

"I think it's only acceptable if it's for you."

She gives that smile again. I give her a smirk back. This makes her bite her lip and look away. Before she changes the subject, I place both my hands to each side of her side to make her look at me again. Her big brown eyes twinkle with the Christmas lights around us. Her nose and cheeks a light shade of pink from the cold.

I leaned over and both of our lips connect. It's a passionate and love filled kiss. She's stiff at the beginning because it was unexpected but she quickly relaxes into it. She lifts her arms to hold on to me as I move my hands to her waist. I lift her until her feet are off the ground for two seconds and then I put her down. We break apart from the kiss. She looks dazed and as do I.

"I was waiting to do that for so long."

She laughs and I pick her up and throw her over my shoulder. She's squealing as she hold on. We both continue until we get home. I scan the key and the door opens. We climb up the stairs. We reach the door but that's when I remember a slight flaw.

"The place is kinda not clean. I mean I didn't know you were coming. J-just wait here."

I speed walk in and do what I can. Remove pizza and Chinese takeaway boxes. Pick up a few boxers and socks. Especially hide the gadgets in a box. I was working on my suit and left it out. That needs to go. I do a mental checklist as I go back to open the door, where she's standing.

"Ron, I'm sure it's not too bad. Nothing I can't clean up."

She trots in like she wasn't away for eight years. She looks around the place and my heart start to pick up.

"Oh my God."

Oh God help me.

"You have a new car?"

Huh? What car? She jiggle some keys in my face. Oh.

"Not a car but a motorcycle."

Her eyes widen and they have a twinkle in them.

"Wha- since when?"

"Since you left. I gave away that old car."

She looks around some more. I did get the motorcycle some time after she left. It was easier for me to travel to my missions.

She takes off her jacket and hangs with my other ones. Some thing catches her eyes and I follow where she's looking.

"Oh damn. I didn't know you where into swords and stuff. It looks real."

She goes to touch it but they are very much real and very much sharp.

"Wait! Ummm did you see my punching bag."

She turns to the side and focuses on that. She starts giving it punches and kicks.

"Since when where you into boxing?"

"I used to do underground boxing remember. But now I just do it to keep in shape."

“Oh right. Almost forgot you used to fight.”

She does she eyebrow thing showing that she's impressed.

"It's like I'm getting to know you from beginning again or I'm finding out about this new side of you. Do you still do graffiti?"

"At my big age? Nah"

A/N - Yep kinda went over board with this one. Being a Christmas chapter and all. I aspire to write this much or more in the upcoming chapters. The starts ones were a bit shorter. I kinda end the chapter when I run out of ideas.

[youaremy-dreamgirl]

Punch Drunk Love - Chapter IV

Hate that...

Pairing: Minho x reader

Genre: smut (only at the beginning and not overly described), angst

Word count: 835 words

Summary: you need to clear your head after your chat with Jinki and Minho can give you just that

A/N: I know this is a shorter chapter but really, the juiciest part is coming and this is more to get things moving. Stay tuned for the next one!

Series Masterlist -- Chapter I | Chapter II | Chapter III | Chapter IV | Chapter V | Chapter VI

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You had your first orgasm 10 minutes after you opened the door to Minho, standing up against the wall while he ate you out on his knees. The second one came right after that, when he turned you around and fucked you from behind against the same wall. The third was on the couch, his face buried on your tits while you rode him, and the fourth was on the bed, your heels digging on his lower back while he fucked you roughly into the mattress.

Finally cleaned up and fucked out, you lay on the bed on your side next to him, resting your head on his chest while listening to his heartbeat, your fingers drawing irregular patterns on his skin. With his arm around your neck, he's breathing deeply and you expect to hear him snore any time now.

You can't stop thinking about the conversation you had with Jinki two days ago, and it's starting to overwhelm you. You haven't properly slept or eaten since then, and since Tiffany started to worry you had to tell her about what happened; poor thing, she was so distraught about the whole situation but really there is nothing she can do, it is up to you to... what, make a decision? What were you supposed to do?

It's so fucking complicated. You care deeply for Jinki, he's the humblest guy you've ever met, kind and so attentive, truly a beautiful man inside and out... and the more you think about it the more you realize you have actually fallen for him a while back but never admitted it to yourself. And then you have Minho, who is not only physically what you are looking for but also a fun guy to be with, sweet and caring, and even if you've just started getting to know each other, you were curious to know where it would lead.

You thought the supposed rejection at the after-party almost 4 weeks ago was enough reason for you to move on, and you honestly thought you had, but the fact that you are so conflicted shows you clearly haven't. In all this mess, what worried you the most was hurting any of them, and it didn't matter how many times you went over it in your head, there's not one single scenario in which, at some point, someone doesn't end up getting hurt.

You sigh. You wished to stop your racing mind for a bit, and maybe, maybe, calling Minho did not help, but you could use some brainless fucking and he just happened to be really good at it.

"Hey..." Minho whispers softly, snapping you out of your trance.

"Hey you" you lift your head up to look at him "I thought you were asleep already"

"In a minute" he chuckles "why aren't you, though?"

"I'm not tired" you shrug, trying to conceal the fact that your head was spinning

He nods and turns to his side, facing you. He squints his eyes while caressing your cheek with his thumb, examining your face. You smile at him and he smiles back, kissing your forehead before speaking.

"So... as much as I like being used as a human dildo-"

You chuckle, hitting his arm. "Don't say that!"

"I'm not complaining!" he smiles, winking at you "...as I was saying, as much as I like this, there's clearly something on your mind and I don't think you can fuck your way around it, love"

You hide your face in your hands, groaning. Are you this fucking easy to read?

"It's complicated" you mumble

He hums. "I know, I know... Jinki said the same thing"

You froze, suddenly unable to breathe. What did he just say?

"...w-what?" you barely whisper, looking up at him.

"You heard me"

You open and close your mouth, puzzled. How does he know? Most importantly, why does he know?

"Jinki and I are friends, you thought he wasn't gonna talk to me?"

Fuck. Great. Fuck.

You sigh and close your eyes, laying on your back. "I just don't want anyone to get hurt"

"I know you don't, that's why you two need to talk" he argues

"Why are you so... calm about this?" you ask, turning your head to him.

"Because I understand" he smiles "look, I like you, I'm not gonna lie, but I don't want to be with you if your heart is gonna be somewhere else, you know?"

You nod.

"And besides, it's not like we talked about being exclusive or anything... Just go and figure things out, and we'll see what happens. No hard feelings either way"

You cup his face and kiss him soundly. "God, I wish everyone were as mature as you are"

"You are giving me too much credit" he laughs

You shake your head and hug him. "I mean it. Thank you"

He kisses your shoulders and stays like that for a while, both of you dozing off in each other's arms, your mind finally slowing down a bit...

[luisa323]

Please come back home

Warnings: talking about death, passing out, yelling, one or two cuss words

It was just what people would say was a normal day because the sun is shining and all the Madrigal family are doing their daily chores. But little does everyone know there is a specific Madrigal family member who isn’t feeling to great but has to put up a facade and act all okay because she is the oldest and the golden child. Her chores where things like “Can you fill my pool back up?” “I need water in my pond again.” “The lake is running low on water can you refill it?” and other things that have to do with water.

I was running around Encanto trying to get all my chores done before nightfall. All my family is already done with theirs and Tía Juli is making dinner and it should be ready soon. I told them I might not be able to eat tonight because while I was finishing the chores I had other people saw me and asked if I could do other things as well and me bring the oldest and the “golden child” I have no choice but to do them. Finally when I’m doing my last chore which is the most draining one but doesn’t need to be done often. Filling the late back up at the entrance of Encanto. I start heading back to the house and on my way home I stop and get something for my mama because I know how hard it is to always act happy and give the people what they want. So I got her a few sweets and a stuffed animal for her to cuddle oh and a stress ball. I found out that those can be very helpful at times. Now I’m home and it’s dark inside so that means everyone is in their beds and dinner is done so I go into the kitchen and start making myself food so I don’t starve. I tried to be quite but turns out I didn’t do a good job at that seeing as Abuela is now down here starting to yell at me.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING iN HERE? YOU SHOULD HAVE EATEN WITH THE FAMILY IF YOU WANTED TO EAT!”

“Yeah well if I wasn’t stuck doing chores all night I wouldn’t have missed dinner!”

At this point the entire Madrigal family had gotten woken up and rushed down here to see what was going on. I could see Dolores covering her ears and I mouthed to her “go upstairs” so she didn’t have to bear this since her room is sound proof.

“YOU WOULDN’T HAVE BEEN DOING CHORES ALL DAY AND BIGHT IF YKY WEREN’T LAZY!”

“ME? LAZY? THATS THE LAST THING I AM! I AM STRESSED BUT YOU CANT SEE IT YOU NEVER DO! IE HAD MY POWER FOR 20 YEARS AND ALL YOU ABD THE VILLAGE HAVE BEEN DOING IS WASTING IT ON YOURSELVES! ITS VERY SELFISH AND UNFARE TO ME!”

“HOW HAVE WE BEEN SELFISH YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO HELP THE VILLAGE AND NOT COMPLAIN!”

“IVE TRIED BUT ALL YOU GUYS EVER DO IS USE MY POWER AND DON’T CARE ABOUT THE EFFECT IT HAS ON ME! I HAVE CRIED MYSELF TO SLEEP COUNTLESS NIGHTS BECAUSE ITS THE ONLY TIME I DON’T HAVE TO ACT LIKE THE “PREFECT GOLDEN CHILD” ALL THE DAMN TIME!”

I didn’t notice as I was ranting my eyes started watering and then suddenly I lost control of my power and almost drowned the entire family but casita helped everyone get out even Dolores who was sleeping since she went back upstairs. Once everyone was out I looked at the house and realized everything was ruined all because I couldn’t keep my mouth shut. Next thing I did was look at my family, my mama Pepa was holding a shaken Antonio and hugging Papa because she was also shaken. Next I look at Dolores and realize she passed out because she was in the water so long, and that’s when it clicked I almost killed my entire family. Definitely gave them trama at least a bit. That’s when I realized I’m a burden to the family I’m useless and not wanted or needed so I ran. I ignored Mama’s pleads for me to come back and stay but k couldn’t now when I was so close to killing my family.

20 years later

It’s been 20 years and here I am at the lake right outside of Encanto that I used to refill, it looks fine. I debated on coming back so much but now I finally had at least a little bit of a gut to come back. Not enough to actually enter though. After me standing there for about two or so hours I finally decide to go in. It’s around dinner time so when I knock on the door it takes a second for someone to open it. Tía Juli opened the door and when she saw me she immediately had tears in her eyes.

“Y/N? Your back?”

All I did was nod my head cause I didn’t think I could say anything. Mama then walks over from the dinning room.

“Juli what is taking so lo-”

She looked at the door and her eyes went wide and ran into me and gave me a bear hug with tears in her eyes. I had a feeling she would do this so I had my arms open ready for her to jump into my arms and over the years I’ve gotten stronger so I didn’t get knocked down when she ran into me.

“Y/N, your really back?”

“Yeah Mama I’m back, and I’m not leaving”

Then she started to get angry which I can’t blame her for it I was gone 20 years and as she is somewhat yelling at me she was hitting my chest and crying harder so I just held her to try and get her to calm down.

“How could you have left the family! We needed you Y/N, I needed you you where the person I could talk to if I needed it and Filed wasn’t there. Your sister and brothers cried when you left we all did. You can’t just leave like that.”

“I know I know I’m sorry I wasn’t thinking that night that the fight happened. I didn’t mean for any of it to happen I felt so guilty and I realized I almost killed you all and so I though it was better if I left, turns out I was wrong. I’m loved here I belong here with you Papa, Lores, Milo, and Tonio and the rest of the family. I’m sorry Mama. Please forgive me.”

“I forgive you my sweet darling girl I always will.”

At this point both of us where crying and the entire family was by the front door and Lores, Milo, Tonio and Papa all gave me and Mama a big group hug. Shortly after everyone calmed down and settled in we ate and talked and I shared stories about me being away and I was never away from Mama for long because I missed her warm touch and she missed mine. That night it felt like everything was normal again.

A/N: I saw a story like this but R had fire powers and almost burned the entire house down and her mom Juli had a burn that scared half of her face. If who ever made that sees this tell me so I can @ you and give you credit for the idea because I don’t want to take this as my own but if I find who wrote it first I’ll @ you and if I don’t please remind me. Anyway hope you have a great day/night or afternoon wherever you are, and don’t forget to eat or drink something even if it’s a bit. Anything even little things count for something.

Lots of love,

El❤️