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slutt4ellie · 7 months

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Sacred Hearts Entwined

PT2 Faithful Whispers

Ellie Williams x Reader

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What do you do when you’re falling hopelessly in love with your best friend.?

Summery: Ellie was supposed to be a friend, are the feelings that are corrupting you worth it? Why did you kiss her, why even risk it. Now you’re going to lose her.

Warnings -> A lot of Homophobia / arraigned marriage/ angst / Controlling parents / d slur is mentioned! / (lmk if I missed anything else!)

Tag list: @a-little-bit-of-everybody @bready101 @lenaloveslesbians

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(Ellie)

My mouth tastes like iron and everything is numb, it went from pure lust to rage and anger in a matter of seconds. I just keep thinking, “Could I have prevented it?”. Should I have pushed her back as soon as our lips met, tell her this is wrong, everything that my parents would have strongly preferred. Am I the one who fucked up in the end…? It’s not like it matters anyway, I can still hear the muffled yells coming from downstairs, he's arguing with my mom, she's against the boarding school idea, she believes I was corrupted or something, she fully believes they can fix me, no correction system needed. My dad on the other hand wants me gone, he can’t even bear to look me in my eyes. I’m like some foreign alien that just snuck inside our house and took its place as me, I know for a fact as of now he wishes he could just find the “Real me”.

(30 minutes previously)

As I heard the door swing open I quickly pushed Ellie back, wiping my lips, my eyes now meeting with her father. Shit. I step back looking at him wondering if he even saw us. He quickly talks, his voice strained, filled with anger “What were you guys doing?” Ellie looks at me, her eyes already filled with tears, all I wanted to really do was just hug her, he quickly yells “I SAID WHAT WERE YOU GUYS DOING!” I just shake my head and spit out “Nothing!” My voice is filled with nervousness and it feels like I just embarrassed myself. “I should have known, you guys were always too close, having sleepovers and sleeping in the same bed!” Ellie just spits out wiping her own tears “There’s nothing going on dad! We’re friends!” Then his attention fully shifts to me, he steps closer to the point where I need to step back in order to not make any contact. It’s like something just shifts, like he figured the “truth”.

“All those sleepovers, were you guys-” I almost immediately shut down what he was about to say, my voice now more stable. “No!” And as I finish my sentence he grabs my collar which makes tears instantly form in my eyes. “You ruined her. Ellie wasn’t like this before you.” I hated that argument, we met at six, nothing was even there, none of those feelings were even formed until almost 9 years later. It was bullshit, and for some stupid reason I spit that out “Thats fucking bullshit!”. I covered my mouth right after finishing the sentence, I just dug my own grave and that realization was becoming apparent. His grip on my collar tighten and he gets uncomfortably close to my face “You’re a fucking dyke, and you had to drag Ellie into that.” I can see Ellie step forward, her head peeking over his shoulder, tears still streaming down her face as her eyes get puffy and red “Dad let her go! Please” I can’t help but feel like I ruined Ellies life, I was the one who leaned in and kissed her and now- now we're both going to be sent away.

Unlucky for me Ellie's dad doesn't even pay attention to anything she's saying all his attention is fully focused on me “You’ll never see her again.” The way he says it sticks to the back of mind, because I know it's true, the chances of me and Ellie ever even being friends again is most likely over. So now I start crying. It feels like I just lost everything in less than an hour. Ellie grabs him and attempts to pull him back, but as soon as she even lays a finger on her he turns around slapping her with no hesitation.

Ellies nose starts bleeding and her cheek glows red, and once his attention isn't on me and his grip is loose I run over to Ellie as she cuffs her nose. I quickly rolled up my sleeve to wipe the blood from her nose. I talk stuttering over every word “fuck- are- Ellie are yo- are you okay?” I’m now starting to hyperventilate on the brink of a panic attack but Ellie just nods fast. Ellie’s dad immediately rushes over to us, and no not to help Ellie, he rushes over to grab me by the back of my shirt to pull me away from Ellie. “LEAVE” He yells at me, but this time I don’t budge, Ellie is still fucking bleeding and all his attention is still focused on me, he won’t even look at Ellie.

I push him back literally just trying to make sure Ellie is okay but before I even can, she spits out “Just leave..” her voice is quivering and cracking, I can tell she just doesn’t want me to get hurt. So I finally stepped back. I can tell just by the way she's looking at me this is goodbye, at least for a while..

(Present)

I get home and just by the way my parents are watching me I can tell Ellie's parents called them, I assumed they would, at the end of the day as soon as we got caught kissing I knew everything was fucked. “You and Ellie, you’re fucking sneaking around dating” My dad says stepping closer to me, my energy just completely gone and I sigh tiredly not being able to take this outdated homophobic shit. “Me and Ellie are frie-” My mom talks fast, not even allowing me to finish my sentence “YOU WERE KISSING HER, YOU. SNUCK. OUT.” She yells at me standing beside my dad, I can’t even defend myself. What do I even say “We were hugging!” I can’t do anything in this situation. My dad talks again “Pack your bags, we’re leaving in the morning” as my dad finishes my sentence I start tearing up once again. “Where am I even going!?” I yell at them, my respect is now gone, there’s zero point if I'm being sent away. Instead of answering my dad holds out his hand, his palm laying flat. “Phone” I look at him “What?” he now yells “PHONE” I pull it out of my pocket throwing it in his hand before going up the stairs quickly before slamming the door shut.

I open my closet finding the box with all the stuff I don't want my parents EVER finding, pods, weed, vapes, etc. The one thing that was genuinely the most important thing was my pink Ipod touch mini from when I was 8. I always had it in case I got grounded and wanted to talk to friends, the good thing was I knew Ellie had one too, a blue one she got to match me, so for that reason as soon as I unlock it, I disregard everything else and just start texting her.

You

4:17 - Ellie, are you good??

4:18 - Pls answer

Ellie

4:19 - Parents r arguing, i think i'm gonna go to a boarding school

You

4:19 - I’m being sent away

Ellie

4:20 - What?!

4:20 - Where??

You

4:20 - idfk they won't even tell me

4:21 - im so fucking sorry

Ellie

4:21 - why are you even sorry??

You

4:22 - because i started the whole thing

4:22 - If i didn’t kiss u we would be fine rn

Ellie

4:23 - dont fucking talk like that

4:23 - if u didn’t kiss me then i would have been overthinking everything rn

You

4:24 - well we’d still be able to hang out

Ellie

4:24 - well we can figure it out?

You

4:26 - Ellie I don't even know where the boarding school is

4:26 - chances r no service, and i wont be able to bring my phone theyre definitely gonna search my suitcase

Ellie

4:26 - then we’ll send fucking letters idfk

You

4:27 - send letters w no address?

Ellie

4:27 - js stop??

4:27 - we’ll figure something out dude???

You

4:29 - Ellie..

Ellie

4:29 - stop

4:29 - dont fucking add “…”

4:29 were gna be fine?

You

4:30 - u know love you

Ellie

4:30 - i know that

4:30 - i dont wanna lose u

You

4:31 - It’ll be alright, we’ll meet each other again and it will be fine

4:32 - promise.

Ellie

4:32 - I love you

Once you see that final message the gravity of the situation becomes way more tense, the last time you saw Ellie she was bleeding from her nose crying . You start packing your bags wiping tears trying to silently cry, not wanting your parents to come in. You caused this whole situation, you knew you did. If you never called her that word, you would have never snuck out, you wouldn't have kissed her, her dad wouldn’t have caught you, and chances are everything would be “perfect” at least to a degree..all you could do is stare around your room now just realizing how half of your room was covered in her

And not pictures, just resonances are her, pictures she drew of you, stuffed animals she bought, clothes you stole that still have her scent on it, everything around you had Ellie in it, she made you who you are. And as you look around your room, your eyes land on that polaroid picture. The picture was of you two, the sunset in the back and you’re just both smiling shoulder to shoulder.

(Summer, 15 years old)

The wind was blowing on your skin as your hair flew all around the back of your neck, Ellie was in front of you riding on her bike “Come on we're gonna miss it'' She yells trying to usher you to bike faster “The sun won’t set that fast relax!” You groan trying to push faster. “I don’t care! We’re going to miss it so push fucking faster!” She pushes faster than you so you now have to try and match her pace. “Holy shit! Can you slow down” She shakes her head and just goes faster until you guys finally make it. It’s actually really beautiful, the sun setting reflecting off the water as the pink sky illuminates all their surroundings. “Shit..” You sigh fully out of breath and Ellie just smiles at you barely watching the sunset, then you finally turn to look at her “I did not bike all the way here for you to stare at me Ellie” Her whole face turns red and she looks away “I’m not even looking at you, I just think you look gross when you’re all sweaty” The words were

slightly harsh but you try to laugh it off “Ha ha, when did you become such a comedian!” Ellie looks back at you “Oh fuck off” You smile and walk closer to the water “Wait- what are you doing??” she says looking at you quickly running up beside you “Well you said I look sweaty so i'm going to go into the water?” Ellie sorta nods at the response “Well we don’t have bathing suits” You smile at the response “Okay?” You say taking off your shirt leaving you in just a bra. Ellie quickly turns around not looking at you. “I-uh, people” Ellie says and you just shrug “No one comes here like ever, it’s backroads?” You take off your jeans throwing them on the sand and shortly after Ellie then does the same as you not turning around since it’s awkward. “Are you looking?” Ellie asks nervously unbuttoning her own jeans “Oh yeah, hardcore staring actually!” You joke not even batting an eye towards her.

Ellie walks into the water immediately saying “Holy shit! Dude its so fucking cold!!” You laugh and impulsively splash her, getting her whole face wet. “Fuck you!” Ellie laughs jumping forward in the water taking you down with her getting you and her both fully soaked “Stop!” You laugh trying to tackle her in the water when you grab her shoulders and you both just stop trying to fight, only focusing on each other. It’s filled with silence, not awkward silence though, just the sound of the waves splashing against the shore and the breathing coming from both of your mouths..neither of you even broken eye contact..

You move your hand on her face moving a loose strand of hair out of Ellie's eyes, her whole face turns red just by the touch of you plus the intense eye contact doesn’t help. Ellie slightly leans in, not enough for it to be deemed weird but enough so now your faces are closer. You basically naturally do the same, so now at this point you're just mere inches from each other's lips. The moment comes to a short end though when a loud honking comes from the street causing you to both flinch back. The honk leads you to talk to fill the now awkward silence “We should head back, suns basically down” You smile backing away from Ellie moving your hands off her shoulder, Ellie just nods not speaking. You didn’t know it but Ellie felt like a complete idiot that day, she just simply wished she leaned in closing the gap between your lips..

(Present)

You just fully start crying all over the polaroid, the memories flood back and you start to wonder why you guys didn’t just kiss. Let alone act like it happened, even though you guys didn’t talk about that moment you both had a mutual understanding that it would be weird to talk about it again? There was no point. You were always so dumb with your feelings, that's why it took so unbelievably long to finally start to accept that maybe you don’t think of Ellie as just some friend. Your mind is rightfully scattered and you start to think things like “If we kissed then would everything be different right now?” “Would we be together?”. You quickly shut down those thoughts, it’s not what matters right now, you don’t have a time machine and you can’t go back, plus right now you’re way too focused on the fact you have to somehow keep in contact with Ellie you guys talked almost everyday and now there’s a chance that there might be a forever absence of her presence..what are you even supposed to do?

Pack up the 10 years of friendship. Find a guy to marry just to get your parents approval, it’s not fair that way. You can’t just lose her..So found your mind was wondering the whole night thinking

of ways you could be together until you ultimately fell asleep, praying to wake up in an alternate universe where Ellie is holding you, a world where it’s just you and her.

You wake up feeling groggy and out of place, the sun shining on you through the sheer curtains hitting right on your left eyeball. You groan and sit up not even having a minute of peace before your mom comes into your room, not even knocking. “Get dressed, the taxi is going to be here in 20 minutes” You look at her, reality finally setting again. “Where am I going..?” You try again, looking at her when she finally answers “Boarding school in Europe.” Your heart immediately sinks..”Europe?” Your voice shakes, you make eye contact with her, you want your mom to see how this is hurting you, the tears settling in your eyes. “It’s furthest away from here, so yes.” She looks at you, not an ounce of pity in her voice, she doesn’t care what you think, and there's nothing you can say to change her mind.

“All this because I kissed Ellie..?” It’s the first time you’re actually saying it out loud and you hate yourself because it feels so wrong, and it's not because you don’t like Ellie, or you completely regret kissing her, it’s because of the look your mom gave you after you finished the sentence. It’s a look that has disgust and utter disappointment lingering all throughout it. It made you feel like you're some monster, who just wished death upon her or something. She replied her voice is still filled with disappointment. “There’s something wrong with you, and these people will fix you sweetie, I promise.” She takes a step forward and rubs your cheek yet you don’t hesitate to push her hand off. “Nothing is wrong with me!” Your mom steps back and looks at you trying to talk to you softly but realistically it was just some condescending tone that tried to convince you that you were in the wrong “Hun, Ellie and you, you guys are both sick, and it’s okay, once you both get help you’re going to understand where all of us are coming from.” You feel like you’re going to explode “Sick” she’s acting like this is some cold that will blow over and a fucking week.

“Can you get out.” You say no longer making eye contact with her, you can't bear to at this point. “What?” She says almost confused, probably thinking “I didn’t even do anything wrong”. So you talk again this time standing up “Well I need to get changed, so can you get out” You say looking at her. She just nods while walking out. You quickly get dressed and grab your suitcase, it hurts to know you won’t see this room for at least a year.

As you're walking downstairs your dad doesn't even look at you, he just holds open the door and grabs your suitcase, throwing it into the taxi. You look at both of your parents, your mom gives you a hug but you're pity so you obviously don’t hug back. Your dad will not even look at you, it’s like you’re a fucking disappointment in his eyes..

And as you get into your car and drive away, it can’t help but hurt leaving your childhood house, neighborhood, friends, but most importantly Ellie. All the memories would fade and be replaced with new ones. It all sucked, and what was worse was that you didn’t know it now but it would be 3 years till you went back.

I was sixteen then and now I'm nineteen. As soon as I saw “Welcome to Westborough” it almost felt eerie, my smile just instantly faded . “You okay?” My fiancé chuckles holding my hand. I quickly nod “Yeah of course” I give a simple smile. James. It was all my parents' idea. When you were 17 your parents came up with the golden Idea to get married. It would get you not so focused on her. So that's when that's where he came in. It was my moms friend's son. You’ve met him a few times. He was always nice but marrying him?! Marrying him felt so out of place. You didn’t even know him..so you just kept on denying him and it came to the point where my parents ended up forcing you, they said if you didn’t they would cut all contact, they would start telling your family the real reason why you went to Europe and you would end up losing everyone. So you agreed and at 18 he proposed and you two have been living in Europe for the time being. You felt like you just couldn’t go back to Westborough, too much has happened.

So when the ones who forced you out of Westborough wanted you to come back to have your wedding you were silently fuming. “Soo you’re going to show me your childhood home?” James asks, smiling lightly, kissing your neck. You just sorta smile “Guess so?” You say looking out the window as you guys pull up to your house with your parents already standing on the porch. You don't even want to get out, you know Ellie most definitely has her own life and it’s probably a low chance she still even lives here but everything about being back seems so scary.

You get out of the taxi and James goes to get your guy’s luggage as you walk up hugging your mom. You look at your dad and sorta smile, your guy's relationship has never been the same since the situation. You still believe he thinks of you as a completely different person. James walks up and shakes his hand “Hey son!” Your dad smiles at James. You walk into the house and James follows you “Where’s your room?” He smiles looking at you “Just upstairs i'll show you” He follows you upstairs walking in as he puts down your suitcase.

You look around yourself noticing they haven’t touched anything, it looks like your parents didn’t even go into your room once. James walks over to your desk noticing the polaroid flat on your desk, you turn over to look at him and he softly says “Who’s this?” You walk up to him looking at the polaroid of you and Ellie on the beach and you shrug. “Just an old friend” He looks at her “Were you two close?” You sorta hate yourself for what you're about to say “No not really, just friends for a few months.” You only say this simply because you don’t wanna say why you never told him about a friendship that lasted 10 years, it would be too much for him..and you..

It shortly faded into the night, James and your dad went out to bond or something? You don’t even really know they just said that they’re heading out for a little. You look at your watch rubbing your eyes while yawning “10:47pm” you mumble under your breath standing up..As you walk outside of your room you hear the tv going off from the first floor so you quietly go downstairs to see your mom passed out on the couch.

It sucks because you feel like you should hate her. Your whole life has constantly been controlled by your parents, they sent you away at 16 because you were “sick”. You just try to remind yourself her parents probably made her like this, so you grab a blanket and put it on your mom. You sigh walking to the front door and start putting on your jacket, you just need to walk. So that's what you do for the next 10 minutes until you make it into town, stuff has stayed the exact same, which works out in your favor because you know where the closet bar is! You open the door and there's only like 5 people in now 6 including you..And as you look over at the front bar you notice the bartender isn’t even there, you sorta just groan but reluctantly walk over and sit down. You're just looking down at the bar table when you hear the kitchen door open and a girl says “Sorry to keep you wait-” You wonder why she stopped so you decide to look up.

The girl is no other than Ellie..

A/N -> ts took so long for actually no reason 😭

again there will probably be another part since it ends on a cliffhanger, just lmk if u wanna be in the tag list and i’ll add u!!

I will also probably be making another story, i have a rough draft for it right now but i don’t rlly no what to do with the plot, that story will again also most likely have more then one part!

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whoslai · 1 year

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Off The Menu - Lee Heeseung (Chapter 1)

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Fall wasn’t your favorite season. From the stress of studying for finals to worrying about flight tickets back home when winter rolled around, you were never the biggest fan of the autumn months. With the combination of your busy schedule and your failure to get a refill on your anxiety medication, you felt immensely overwhelmed. Another thing to note was how lonely it got; Your family was across the country. Going to school in California was a conscious decision of yours, but you didn’t consider how tiresome it’d get not experiencing the warm embrace of a loved one in your times of need. To even take a trip back home would take you nearly 2 days, and that was simply not a risk you were willing to take with how dingy your car was.

Your Friday’s typically consisted of this: Breakfast at the café off campus, lectures from 9 am to 12 pm, lunch at 12:30 pm accompanied with a small break, occasional seminars for an hour or so, then you were done. You’d usually study for a little while, but there were no promises. Being a second year psych student had its pros and cons; Less free time throughout the weekdays but completely free weekends. Though the pros outweigh the cons, you could use a bit more time to yourself throughout the week. As you were far from home, you had to make completely new friends. The vibe in California was completely different. You spent the entirety of your first year in your dorm in online school due to your school’s strict precautions against the pandemic, so you’d be stripped of the chance of branching out. While you weren’t the only one who went through this, it was 10x harder for you to go back to normal; Social anxiety had been something you’d struggled with all your life. The fear you felt when in big crowds, when being assigned to group projects, even merely walking to your class on campus…really…sucked. Tasked with the responsibility of your own finances, health insurance was something you simply couldn’t afford. Therefore, you hadn’t been on your meds for God knows how long. But anyway, you wouldn’t stay on such a depressing topic.

Moving on, you had the weekend to yourself. You’d finished your last lecture around 2 pm and made your way back to your dorm. Fortunately, your roommate hadn’t made it back from her classes, so you had the space all to yourself. You locked the door behind you and took a breath of fresh air.

“Finally.” You sighed to yourself, plopping down onto your bed. Shoes were thrown about and you laid in your bed, indulging in the feeling of relief. But, as expected, it was cut short almost immediately.

Multiple knocks were sounded upon the door. It was nobody but Ningning, your lab partner in Abnormal Psych Stats 2. She was a sweet girl, she truly was. However, she always found a way to be overbearing. But you appreciate her as she was the only reason you ever left your room.

You slowly but surely got up to open the door, greeted by Ningning with a big smile.

“Y/N, were you lying down?” She asked, leaning against the door frame.

“I was, but now I’m up. Come, come.” You told her, moving out of the way so she could come in.

She walked in, closing the door behind her and sat on your bed as you spruced up your desk.

You glanced over at her, noticing that she was biting her lip and she only ever did that when she was holding back from saying something.

“Oh God, what is it?” You groaned, knowing she was about to say something outlandish.

She smiled and sat up, “Okay, don’t be mad but I booked us two tickets at this restaurant over in Malibu. Yes, I know it’s a long drive BUT…it’s worth it. Please tell me you’ll come with me, pleaseeeee…”

You sighed, rubbing your jaw, “I can’t.” Her smile faded, turning into a frown, “I don’t have the funds for that. I just planned on grabbing a meal from the dining hall…I’m trying to save up for a plane ticket.”

She shook her head, “Don’t worry about the costs, I’ll pay, it’ll be my treat. I wasn’t in town on your birthday and I want to make up for my absence. As your best, and ONLY friend, it’s my job to treat you. So, what do you say?”

You sighed to yourself, again. You hadn’t planned on doing anything tonight. You really were looking forward to having some down time to just relax and catch up on some shows. You also weren’t the type to depend on someone to pay for your meal, but one time wouldn’t hurt, right?

“Alright. Fine. When?” You asked her, stacking papers atop of each other.

“Today, tonight, let’s leave before 6 pm since our reservation is at 8:00.” She said, “I figured we could stay the night? If we left by 6 and got there at 7:30 ish, we could check into our reservation and stay at a nearby hotel. It’d be nice to take a break and be on our own for a while.”

You nodded, ‘That sounds nice…but costly? Where’s all this money coming from, Ningning?”

She smiled, “Let’s just say…my job is treating me well. Now, pack a bag, be ready by 5.” She hurried up and kissed your cheek as she made her way out of your room, closing the door behind you.

So, a trip. A mini girls trip for a night. You were excited, actually. It’s been a while since you had a chance to take a break. You’ve never been to Malibu either. This should be fun.

Later on, you finished packing a small bag with a few essentials. You changed into an outfit you thought fit the Malibu vibe: A black halter top with beige flowy pants and matching back sandals. You clipped a mango-ish colored flower into your hair after you slicked it back into a ponytail and grabbed your bag. You touched yourself up a bit before walking out of your dorm and made your way down the hall. You knocked on Ningning’s dorm and waited for her to open it.

Once she did, she met you with a smile and walked out with her bag, locking the door behind her. “You look so cute, Y/N. We’re going to have so much fun, trust me.”

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You two soon made it to the restaurant with not a lot of time to spare as it was 8:00 on the dot. Ningning quickly found a parking spot and you both agreed to find a hotel after you ate.

From the outside looking in, the restaurant was beautiful. It was right beside a beach with a beautiful view of the ocean; Moonshadows Malibu was its name, it truly was something you thought you’d never see in real life. As you two made your way inside, you were hit by the aroma of vanilla and solemn music, only adding to the overall dreamy vibe. A pretty lady at the front greeted you both with a wide smile. She held up two shell necklaces, “Would you ladies like a necklace?” Ningning looked at you before quickly nodding, holding her hands out to grab them. She gave you one as she slipped hers on her head and you followed after her, placing the necklace around your neck.

“We reserved a seat for two?” Ningning remarked towards the lady.

The girl nodded, “What’s the name?”

“Ning Yi Zhuo..” Nigning replied, nodding.

The girl nodded, “Okay, follow me.” She showed you both to the deck of the restaurant, seated outside right above the sand and beside the ocean. You were in awe at how beautiful the sunset was. Ningning thanked the girl as she placed down menus and told you both that your waiter would be over soon.

“It’s so pretty in Malibu…” You sighed, looking at the ocean.

“I grew up right next door to Malibu, actually. I always enjoyed coming here on vacation, such a nice place. Anyway,” She laughed, “What are you getting to drink? I brought my fake just in case…”

You smiled, shaking your head, “I don’t drink, Ningning. You’re always pressuring me to drink.”

She scoffed, “Peer pressure? I’d never!”

You rolled your eyes, “Sure. I’ll probably just get water, I’m trying to be healthier.”

“Aw, okay. I love that for you, but I’m still going to get a Pina Colada.” She sighed, pretending to jut her lip out at you.

You shook your head and looked down at your menu, suddenly feeling your heart dropping. The prices were high! The cheapest thing you saw was $20!

“Jesus, Ningning! These prices are literally so unrealistic.” You told her.

She shrugged, “You pay for the quality, not quantity. They honestly have some of the best food in Malibu, trust me. How about we both share an appetizer and then worry about the entrees later? Sounds good?”

“Okay, well, at least I'll pay for your gas. Deal?” You asked.

“Oh hell yeah, you can definitely pay for my gas.” She nodded to herself.

You closed your menu and took your phone out, capturing some photos of the ocean for later. You wanted to savor the moment. As the sun began to dip below the horizon, casting a warm golden glow over the beach, the waves lapped gently against the shore. The sky was painted in shades of pink and orange, while the clouds seemed to catch fire with the last rays of daylight. A few seagulls flew overhead, their silhouettes dark against the vibrant sky. The air was filled with the salty scent of the sea and the distant sound of laughter and music. It was a moment of peace and beauty that seemed to suspend time, as if the world had paused to take in the breathtaking scene before it.

Only, your attention was stricken as you heard Ningning whisper something. You looked back at her and her eyes were wide and signaling to the side of you; A waiter. Your heart skipped a beat as he drew closer, his smile dazzling and his eyes sparkling. He was even more handsome up close, with strong, chiseled features and a confident demeanor. You felt a sudden burst of nervous energy, unsure of how to act in the presence of such beauty. His voice was smooth and charming as he greeted you both. You felt an immense struggle to keep your composure. It was clear that he had an effect on you, and you simply couldn't help but wonder if he felt the same way.

“Evening, ladies…” The young man greeted you both, “Can I get you guys started with anything to drink?”

Ningning eagerly nodded, “You most certainly can…Y/N?” Hearing your name snapped you out of your mini trance and you looked at her in confusion. She widened her eyes at you, signaling for you to talk.

“I’ll just get some water for now.” You told him, clearing your throat.

He nodded, “Water it is…” A small smile crept on his face as he glanced back up at you and playfully remarked, “But I’ve got a feeling you might want something a little stronger later on.”

You couldn't help but feel a bit flustered by his comment, but you managed to laugh it off. "We'll see about that," you replied, trying to hide your growing attraction to him. Ningning, on the other hand, was not as subtle.

"Oh, I think we definitely will," she said with a grin, winking at the waiter. You shot her a look, but she just shrugged innocently, “I’d like a Piña Colada, extra coconut.”

The waiter chuckled, clearly enjoying the attention. "I'll keep that in mind," he said before taking your orders and walking away. Ningning leaned in, a mischievous glint in her eye.

"He's cute, isn't he?" she whispered.

You rolled your eyes, but couldn't deny that she was right. "Yeah, he is," you admitted, feeling a flush rise to your cheeks.

“He was soooo flirting with you, Y/N.” She laughed, “It’s time you got some action, anyway. 19 and still a virgin? Unheard of.” You shook your head, trying to brush off her comment. But deep down, you couldn't help but wonder if there was some truth to it. You couldn't wait to see what the rest of the night had in store.

As the night progressed, you and Ningning chatted about a multitude of topics. Life, college, boys, parties, homework, etc. You were glad you went out with her, it was just the breath of fresh air you had been needing these past few weeks.

Oh, and of course, you’d stolen some glances at the waiter. When he brought back your drinks, he made sure to place yours down first even though Ningning was obviously positioned in front of your water.

One thing he did that made his interest almost completely obvious was when he leaned down on the table to speak to you when you knew he could hear you just fine as he was merely a few inches away. You wouldn’t say you were flirting back. Although Ningning was urging you to do so, flirting wasn’t something you were familiar with. Why would a guy flirt with you of all people? Especially as your much prettier friend sat across from you. For all you knew, he simply could have wanted a nice tip. You wouldn’t entertain him much, you came to get a break from campus, not to find a fling.

Ningning turned her attention back to you when he walked away to retrieve you both some refills, “He wants you.”

You didn’t respond to her comment, choosing to turn your attention to the last sushi roll instead. You rinsed it down with the last morsel of your water, sighing internally when he came back.

“One filet mignon for Ms. Lily,” He said, placing down your food, “And a scottish Salad for-”

“Lily?” Ningning laughed, confused at the name he referred to you as.

He looked up at her as he placed her food down, “Lily Flower, in your hair,” He glanced up at you, “It’s cute, by the way.”

You awkwardly nodded, “Thanks…”

He smiled and rubbed his hands together, “Well, I’ll be around. Call me if you guys need anything. I hope you enjoy your food.”

“Will do.” Ningning said, “One thing before you go…” He nodded in acknowledgment, licking his lips. “You single?”

The waiter chuckled, clearly amused by Ningning's boldness. "I am, actually," he replied, his eyes flickering over to you for a moment.

Ningning grinned. "Good to know," she said, winking at him. "We'll keep that in mind."

As he walked away, you couldn't help but feel a little jealous of your friend's flirtatiousness. But deep down, you knew that there was something between you and the waiter, something that went beyond just a passing attraction.

As you ate your meal, you found yourself stealing glances at him, meeting your eyes with his own whenever he walked by, feeling a rush of excitement every time he flashed you a smile. Finally, as the meal came to a close, he brought over the bill and once again flashed you a charming grin. "I hope you enjoyed everything," he said, his eyes sparkling. You couldn't help but smile back, feeling a little shy under his gaze.

"It was great, thank you," you replied, trying to sound casual, knowing damn well that you were nearly shitting your pants under his intense gaze.

He nodded, walking away to leave you both to the bill. Ningning shook her head, “If you don’t write your number down on this bill, I’m genuinely never taking you out ever again. This is a threat.”

You couldn't help but laugh at Ningning's threat, feeling a little embarrassed at how obvious your attraction to the waiter had been. But she was right, you knew that you couldn't let this opportunity slip away. As you saw the waiter returning to take the bill, you nervously scribbled down your phone number onto a small napkin, placing it beside the bill. You hoped that he wouldn't notice until you left as you didn’t want to make anything awkward. As he collected the bill, you tried to act casual, but your heart was racing with anticipation. You watched as he glanced down at the paper with your phone number on it, and you couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking. Was he interested in you too? Or was this just wishful thinking on your part?

“Thank you ladies, have a nice night.” He said as you both got up. Ningning nudged you to say something but you urged her out of the restaurant, wanting to abort immediately. However, just before you walked out of the door, you looked back at him once more. You saw that he tucked the paper into his pocket without a word, but then he glanced back at you with a small smile, and you felt a surge of hope. Maybe there was something there after all.

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You two made your way into town with the windows down, allowing the breeze to brush through as you listened to the radio. You pointed out a nearby hotel that looked nice, actually. Pool, multiple floors, adequate priced rooms. It wouldn’t hurt to stay for one night in a nice hotel, afterall, you only live once.

Ningning found a parking spot and you helped her carry her bag in as she made her way to the front to pay for the room. She made small talk in the elevator but you truthfully found yourself checking your phone to see if he had texted. It was already late, nearing 1 am. Surely the restaurant wasn’t open this late. Maybe he only smiled at you out of courtesy, afterall, Ningning had left a nice tip.

As you entered the hotel room, you couldn't help but feel a little disappointed that you hadn't heard from the waiter. Maybe it was a mistake to put yourself out there like that, to give him your number so readily. Maybe he wasn't interested after all.

Ningning caught the look on your face and immediately knew what was going on. "Hey, don't worry about it," she said, giving you a comforting pat on the back. "Maybe he's just busy or something. You'll hear from him soon enough."

You nodded, trying to shake off your disappointment. "Yeah, you're right," you said, forcing a smile. "Let's just enjoy the night." Ningning nodded in agreement, and the two of you settled in for the night, enjoying the comfortable beds and the peace and quiet of the hotel room.

But as you lay in bed, your mind kept wandering back to the waiter. Amidst all of the doubt you held within your mind, you couldn't help but wonder what he was doing, where he was, and if he was thinking about you too. Maybe it was just wishful thinking, but you couldn't help but feel like there was something there, something that was worth pursuing.

As you placed your phone down on the nightstand beside you, it vibrated. Your heart dropped, surely…a family member wasn’t texting you at 3 in the morning, right? You took a deep breath, glancing to your side to see Ningning asleep. You reached for your phone, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness as you saw the notification; An unsaved number. Your heart leapt in your chest as you opened the message, feeling a rush of relief and joy when you saw the text.

+1 424-936-2945: “Hey, lol.”

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authors note: i hope you guys liked this first part of my ongoing series. i was kinda writing outta my ass. i got this out sooner than i thought i would so, yeah! anyway, let me know how you guys liked it and feel free to send in any thoughts you have. i hope to write this series in you guyses vision, not my own. reblog, likes, and comments are all appreciated haha. lmk if u wanna be tagged in the next chapter.

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Whatever May Come and Whatever May Go, That River’s Flowing

by @iwantthatbelstaffanditsoccupant and Eve283 Read the fic and view the art on AO3!

He knew he shouldn’t, but he couldn’t help himself. He picked up the phone and read the text.

Yet another apology. This one even more ridiculous than the last. So now Sherlock is claiming his mug (his meaning John’s) had made him (him meaning Sherlock) feel like he (meaning John) was in the room with him (meaning Sherlock…again). Selfish bastard. Stealing all the hims along with the Swindon mug. John’s Swindon mug. To hold God-knows-what.

John placed his (meaning John’s) hand on his (John's again) forehead and sighed. He’d had a bit to drink and he’d maybe try to sleep it off if possible. But first, some more water, along with a paracetamol.

It was almost sweet. The text. Not the paracetamol.The sort of confession that made John both immediately suspicious as to its veracity and glad he hadn’t heard the ping over the general noise of quiz night at the Volunteer. He’d have responded, he was sure of it. And then he’d have forgiven the bastard for using his mug again.

And three missed calls. Lovely. Lovely and jubbly, his mind supplied. Which made him smile, in spite of himself. And that made him frown.

John was beginning to think he might be pissed. In the American sense as well as the British. Fucking Sherlock Holmes.

You wish, responded a voice inside his brain. Yeah. I guess I do, he replied back.

Not exactly a new thought for John, but not a welcome one right now. Water and sleep. Much more welcome.

A voicemail.

Sherlock never left a voicemail. John stared at the number in its tiny red circle for a full minute before he remembered to press play.

“John. I…”

Not good.

“I… Apologies. For the mug. I… It’s true, what I said about the mug and your presence. Well, that and the top is curved slightly outward, so I can stir it easily when adding a solvent without scraping the sides. The sound is…discordant. But, what I wanted to say was…” There was a pause and his voice cracked as the message continued. “…Well, I will be home sometime tomorrow morning. That was not my intent, and I am not sending any sort of message through my absence. Oh, and I acquired a replacement mug. So don’t worry.”

John sighed. Sleep would have to wait. And his buzz was gone for good. He texted Sherlock.

Where are you?

On a footbridge. Looking down at the water. It’s calming.

And where is the bridge?

In Swindon.

Swindon.

Yes.

Well that explained the overnight absence. The last train back to London left at 11 and it was past midnight.

Can you tell me why you went to Swindon?

To get another mug, of course. London shops wouldn’t have one.

So you what, took a train, to Swindon?

The 9:17, yes. I wanted to do something productive while waiting for midnight. But the return is… Well

Is a 5 hour stop in scenic Reading for the night before it continues into Victoria, yeah.

Yeah.

Might as well stay.

Yeah.

Wait. How did you buy a mug at eleven-something in Swindon?

The shops would all be closed. Those sort of shops anyway.

I purchased it. I knew you wouldn’t want it if I hadn’t.

I left payment on the counter next to the register.

You broke into a store, took a Swindon mug, and left a tenner?

20. You underestimate the value of your mug.

And a thank you note.

John laughed.

Ok you absolute nutter.

Then he paused. He was certain he was missing something. Something important. John scrolled up.

Why were you waiting for midnight?

Is the fairy godmother meeting you to take her shoes back?

Another reference to the cindersweep woman? You must like that one.

Yes it is. And I guess I do.

But why were you killing time till midnight instead of, you know, going back?

Or even leaving tomorrow morning to buy my mug in person at a reasonable hour instead of committing B&E?

It isn’t breaking and entering unless I do something illegal once I’m inside.

And I did pay for it. Overpaid, even.

But Victor is 9 hours ahead.

And while he has always been an early riser, I thought waiting till 9 am would be the polite thing to do.

Oh. So you wanted to call him.

Yes.

John waited for more information. None came. Then the stark realisation that he had gotten angry at Sherlock and his response to the argument was to run off to replace the mug and to call what had once been his only friend in the world.

Did you reach him?

Yes.

Three white dots appeared, then stopped, then appeared again. It felt like ages before anything appeared on screen.

Lionel Trevor, or rather the man we have chosen to refer to as such, is dead.

John collected his thoughts and then responded.

I’m sorry. What happened?

He hoped to God Lionel hadn’t made the decision to end his own life.

Natural causes.

John felt a wave of relief, only to have it dashed upon the rocks as the message continued.

It was already late so I thought I’d grab a coffee and call.

Just to check in.

Late here, early there.

He had died two weeks prior.

Where are you?

A footbridge in Swindon, Watson, do keep up.

I believe I mentioned it earlier when I said I’d be returning late.

What bridge? I’m coming to get you.

No need. I’ll be back in the morning.

No. Just tell me which bridge. Cross-streets.

More delay. John paced around the flat, waiting.

It’s a stunning piece of architecture. It spans the canal between Waitrose and the Hall & Woodhouse pub. A laser-cut steel masterpiece.Truly the Pride of Swindon.

Hall & Woodhouse. Got it. I’ll grab a rental and be there in two hours.

John, it’s just an hour-long train ride in the morning

As opposed to a two hour drive here and two back.

I’ll be fine.

I’m on my way. If you get cold, go in the pub, k?

I will.

It wasn’t two hours. More like an hour forty. Or maybe John was just driving more than a bit on the fast side.

There he was, a dark silhouette leaning on the railing of a non-descript bridge over what may have once been something which bore a far greater resemblance to a river. Now it was perhaps a stream at best and it looked as if they could have built the road right on top of it and no one would have been the wiser. Still, John walked across the tiny bridge in slow, measured steps, not quite sure what he should say when he reached Sherlock, who was standing dead center, staring into the struggling current. It turned out the right thing to say at that moment was nothing at all.

#submission #sherlock & co #sherlock and co #event #fanart #fanfiction #flash bang #creative collaboration #sherlock holmes #john watson #mariana ametxazurra

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ooo wait what about rating likelihoods using the otp prompt generator and your moots with their bias

mimi ure a genius

@maiverie : 104266/10 why am i crying IM IMAGINING THEM GOING TO A PET CAFE AND ALL THE KITTENS/PUPPIES JSUT ASSEMBLE AROUND HEE AS THEY SIT DOWN??? like she goes to place their order and then it's heeseung who's busy playing with them it's so cute until it's time to leave and mai has to pick the kittens/pups one by one and put them aside to free him 😭😭😭😭 they keep running back to him HEAD IN MY HANDS IM DISSOCIATING 😭😭

@flwrshee : 10/10 ITS GIVING HIGHSCHOOL TALENT COMPETITION? like imagine ri being the new student and having no one to pair up with yet and then heeseung approaches her, asking if she wants to pair up with me (ri-cael band disbanding in my head) I SEE HIM LOOKING AT HER WITH HEART EYES AS SHE PLAYS WTV INSTRUMENT SHE'S GOOD AT. like the perfect romance here idk my otp fr THEIR PERFORMANCE IS ABSOLUTELY INSANE LIKE EVERYONE SAW THE WAY HE LOOKED AT HER WHEN SHE WAS THANKING PPL AROUND AFTER WINNING ohhh god me when😂

@whoschr : 56325/10 hear me out. both chae and hee having a crush on each other and they go out with their friends IT'S SNOWING OFC WE NEED TO SET THE ATMOSPHERE and then they sit on the bench when heeseung sees that she's shivering a bit??? chae i know u left ur scarf at home deliberately. ANYWAY SO SHE JOKINGLY SAYS THAT THEY SHOULD SHARE HIS SCARF BUT MY GUY, HE'S SERIOUS AND SCOOTS CLOSER TO HER AND PUTS HIS SCARF AROUND BOTH OF THEM im on the floor crying . like imagine both of them blushing and all JUST CONFESS ALR

@hoonvrs : 10/10 SAINTHOON CORE!!!!! thought they both were being discreet and subtle with all those glances and winks WE SAW. like u do not expect us to not notice the way sunghoon deliberately drops his pen during class as an excuse to mutter a soft and quiet 'i love you' to saint who's sitting in front of him GOD THE PEAK OF HS ROMANCE???? thought no one was there when they were kissing in class after school but me and ri we SAW U BOTH . the walk of confidence they do when they announce their relationship to the friend group on graduation and everyone is like . we Know 🥸 EVERYONE POINT AT LAUGH AT THE LOSER COUPLE i love them

@haerinz : 9/10 one point off bc idk how someone messes up a kiss so bad that they have bruises BUT THIS IS SO CUTE LIEK IT ALR TOOK JUNGWON EIGHT DAYS AND FIFTEEN SELF TED TALKS TO KISS FAE AND THEN WHEN THEY TRY TO DO THEY JUST BUMP FOREHEADS 😭😭😭 the crazy amount of blushing oh my god he cant face her after that . BUT FAE I KNOW WHAT U ARE I BET SHE CUPS HIS FACE AND KISSES HIM YEAHHH idk maybe they also get matching bandages for those bruises ☝️

@jaeyunverse : scale broke THIS GENERATOR IS CRAZY?? ok first of all i know the real sage won't hesitate let's be fr. second of all THIS IS SO CUTE like idek what to say here everything is said by the generator LIKE I BET SHE FIRST STARTED AT HIS FACE FOR A GOOD FIVE MINUTES. AND THEN LEANS IN TO KISS HIM BUT ALMOST BACKS OFF WHEN HEESEUNG OPENS IN HIS EYES BUT HE'S A MAN OF HIS WORDS HE DOES KISS HER i could've added a few more things here but let's keep the delusion low for now

@tyunni : 10/10 this is something they will do i know. like imagine riki peeking through the slight gap as he hides in the closet, smiling widely every time may seemingly steps towards the closet BUT SHE NEVER GOES NEAR IT 🤓☝️ MY BOY SPENT FIFTEEN MINUTES IN A FUCKING CLOSET FOR HER LMFAOOO HE JUST GIVES UP IN THE END AND COMES OUT SAYING "U HAVE TO COME NEAR THE CLOSET FOR ME TO SCARE U" LIKE ??????? riki where did the logic go. HE'S SULKING BC HIS PLAN FAILED AND I KNOW MAY WILL NOT LET THIS GO . riki hates her for this (no he doesn't)

@jennaissantes : 10/10 the cutest!!! like they're both sitting on the couch and watching tv before the tv is ignored and they start talking ab their day SHARING TEA ohh . gossip girls fr 🙏 U CANNOT MISS THE WAY THEY KEEP SHIFTING CLOSER TO EACH OTHER LIEK from sitting at corners for the armrest to moving to the middle to falling asleep while cuddling and snuggling on the couch THAT GUY IS HOLDING ON HER REAL TIGHT BC HE DOESNT WANT LILY TO FALL OF THE COUCH i want this

@ctrlemis : 10/10 idc if anyone uses ipod now THIS IS TOO CUTE TO NOT TALK ABOUT. like cmon im sure sunoo is down bad for art ANYONE IN THEIR RIGHT MIND WOULD BE and he def plans on confessing with a playlist since they love listening and trying out new songs. THE SWEATER UMMM bet it's after it has rained and the temperature has gotten a few degrees lower when sunoo offers them his sweater before art leaves for home (they both do but they live in opposite directions yes this is right) he literally sprints all the way to art's place when he realises his ipod is with them, AND LIKE IMAGINE THE CONVO LIKE ART DEF GOES "i like you too" while handing over his sweater and ipod while sunoo just stops functioning for a good minute IM CRYING THEY'RE SO ADORABLE

@sunooze : 356447/10 adding mimi here for giving this amazing idea IM SRY IF JAY IS NOT UR BIAS BUT I JS WENT WITH HIM BC I SAW HEE, JAY, JAKE AND SUNOO ON UR BLOG PLSSS but this is so cute i would propose immediately if someone did this for me LIKE I DEF SEE U RUMMAGING THRU THE KITCHEN TO LOOK FOR SOMETHING TO EAT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT AND JAY WALKS UP TO CHECK ON ALL THE SHUFFLING NOISES??? he looks so sleepy ok sleepy jay will be adorable i know but all the sleep lefts his body when he realises that what u want isnt at home . INSTANTLY RUNS TO THE STORE . LIKE U BLINK AND HE'S OUT OF THE HOUSE. comes back w so many packets of that food item that it's not gna run out for at least a week pls pay him back in cuddles ☹️

@heeliopheelia : 10/10 BUTTERFLIES? carly and hee they both r talking more like she is talking and he's listening so attentively (eye contact game is insane) while she's talking about her day or something, AND THEN HE SUDDENLY BRINGS HIS HAND UP TO HER FACE TO TUCK A FEW STRANDS OF HER HAIR BEHIND HER EAR how have you not passed out yet bae. AND THE WAY HE'S SO NORMAL ABOUT IT LIKE HIS REASON IS "it was blocking my view, pretty," I WILL THROW MY LAPTOP ACROSS THE ROOM

#—sunooze.#—games.#i am writing ESSAYS here pls #all the prompts here are so adorable im smiling so hard #sorry if i missed anyone 🙏🙏

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Love Sea Ep 10 Thoughts

We have finally made it to the end of the show. I still have not watched episode 8 and I doubt I ever will. From what I have heard, the show and the story actually makes more sense to me than it does to people who have seen episode 8. That’s crazy. Anyway, I just made lunch and I got my juice so it’s time to watch. As always, here’s the disclaimer that I pretty harshly critique this show. If you think that will make you angry, don’t click the read more. Disclaimer done, let’s goooo:

Okay before I even start, how the hell do I have zits on the back of my neck. Where did these bad boys come from? One is right on my hairline. Hello? Go away.

Okay okay okay. I am going to go into this with an open mind actually. I am too tired and exhausted and sick to not at least try to enjoy this show. Also I was way too verbose for episode 9 and all of my thoughts were actually too long for tumblr. I ran out of characters. So gonna have to try to reign that in a bit today.

I beg your finest pardon but why the fuck is this episode one hour and twenty minutes long? Yeah this post is probably gonna end up too long too. Maybe I’ll just do two parts if needed. (it did not end up too long yay!)

Not gonna lie to you guys. I do love back hugs like this. As many problems as I have with this show and these characters…this? This is cute. See? I’m not always bitter! Just..most of the time.

Why mention the video clips that Rak’s dad apparently has just to say “oh it’s been taken care of. It’s not a problem.” That’s not how stories work. If you introduce a potential problem, you gotta let it be a problem or let the characters work to resolve it before it becomes a problem. Not just say “yep here’s a thing that should have been a main conflict but don’t worry. A character that only exists off screen and has only really had any sort of role for the past 2 episodes took care of it already!” Like…what?

Every day I am forced to be overstimulated by the nature of living in a city. Why do I live here I ask myself constantly? The answer is always because I can walk everywhere I need to go including to work and also because I love it. Just not…the idling trucks. The big engines. There is nowhere for the sound to go because it’s trapped by all of the tall buildings and I am on the bottom floor literally on the street. I walk out my apartment and boom. One of the busiest roads in my city. Anyway I digress. I have been overstimulated since June. The fall cannot get here fast enough.

You know I never fully understood how or when Mut fell in love with Rak. I still don’t know. I mean he was flirty on the island and they fucked but when did Mut actually fall so hard? I cannot pinpoint when his lust turned to love. It must have been a specific moment because it certainly wasn’t a slow build into love. Nope. One day Mut loves his island more than anything in the world and then he leaves it for Rak. Without a second thought. I just would like to understand when that happened. Sure, he liked Rak, but to love someone enough to give up your home? And I know he’s about to dip and go back home (without telling Rak) but I cannot figure out why he left in the first place. I know the answer is because he loves Rak but I did not see that until he actually fucking left the island. I did not see that until episode 6 when he finally maybe started respecting the barest minimum of boundaries.

Oh how this show looooooves its flashbacks. At least this one kind of makes sense. Though I wish it trusted its audience enough to know what Mut is calling back to.

Ew Vi. Mook run away girl. You deserve better.

Noisy neighbors go AWAY.

*eats my veggies* *considers blasting kpop*

*blasts Stray Kids* Congrats. Since you want to involve me in your conversation right outside my door, I get to involve you in my music taste. Just be lucky this isn’t an nc scene in Love Sea cause I’d blast that too. Make everyone uncomfortable.

Rak does not need Mut’s love to become a better person. Rak does not need love to be a better person. People are allowed to not want love for any reason. No one gets to make judgment calls on them for not wanting it. Full stop.

Surely the next words you’re gonna say are “Respect his boundaries and let him come to you when he’s ready, right? …RIGHT?

God damn it Mut.

Is Rak a dog that Mut is leaving behind? Why is he giving instructions on how to care for Rak? Rak is a grown ass adult and was fine before Mut entered his life. Like what the fuck is this?

Mut goes and says goodbye to everyone but Rak? What is with this farewell tour? Just fucking tell Rak that you respect his decision, but you can’t live like that anymore so you have to go. Don’t just…disappear from him while seeking out everyone else? What in the immaturity…

I am a bad person for laughing at Mut’s tears. But c’mon. This is just…too much. Just talk to him man. Just talk to him without trying to force your feelings on him or make him share what he’s feeling. My god. The DRAMA.

???? Boy you got a tattoo on your neck to remind you of him??? Which is it????

MAME really thought she did something with this drama. She really thought some message is landing here. It’s not. I’m bored. Just let them get together again so this can be over with my god.

A flashback to when Mut literally broke into Rak’s room…wait those aren’t the right words. He didn’t need to break in because HE HAD THE KEY when he should NOT have had the key.

Why the fuck did that get a romanticized flashback? Invading someone’s privacy is not romantic y’all what the fuck.

Well. That was a show. That I watched. Honestly, out of all of MAME’s offerings it was simultaneously the best and the worst. There was no sexual assault (that I am aware of, again I skipped episode 8). So that’s a plus. It is, however, the laziest writing I have seen from a BL in a long time. Is it a good show? No. Is it a good BL? No. Is it a good MAME show? Eh. Depends on the metrics. The story had structural issues as well as pacing issues. The cinematography needed work and that’s not something I am typically capable of noticing. The sound mixing was some of the worst I’ve heard in a BL. At least lately. The acting was fine. Actually, can someone give these actors some better roles for the love of god???? All of this to say. I am glad ViMook isn’t officially canon and I hope that Mook is able to get away from Vi cause that girl is awful. The end.

#love sea #love sea the series #love sea series #rae liveblogs love sea #ah we did it folks #the end of this show god bless #i have been freed and now i'm gonna go find something else to watch #forgot to add the read more at first! sorry everyone

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Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #277

I have been out of the house since 9:30am. I have only just gotten home and made my preparations for bed. It is currently 11:40pm.

I'm very, very tired. And, after almost a full 15 hours in a bra... I am in a lot of pain, even with the celecoxib. It's hard to breathe, and I really don't want to move or do things other than go to sleep and hope that when I wake up tomorrow, it'll stop feeling like someone is trying to rip off my right shoulder blade, starting from its upper inner corner - technically called the superior angle. I don't know why compression around my ribcage does this to me. I don't understand.

Nonetheless, I had to dress semi-fancy for the bridal shower today, which means I can't just have everything flopping around. Here's what I put on:

...Sorry about my scrunched-up face; I'm not cranky, I promise! It's just that, even in the shade, it's a bit too bright for me. Having lighter-colored eyes tends to make a person more susceptible to bright light. It's annoying. I wonder if that's something you struggle with. Or maybe you don't struggle with that, since you have those fancy slit pupils? I wonder.

And if you are thinking that my hair is looking straighter than usual... that's because it is. When I let it dry naturally, it is wavy. But this morning, I took a shower, and then I had to use a hair dryer to make it stop being wet quickly. Whenever I use the hair dryer, it always straightens it; I'm not sure why. The hair dryer always takes the natural curves of my hair right out.

Hey, Sephiroth? Is your hair similar to mine, I wonder? It's been said that you use a lot of shampoo and conditioner, but... do you use a hair dryer, too? And if you do, does it make your hair behave like mine? Is yours naturally wavy, but becomes straight when a hair dryer is applied? I wonder...

In any case, I was at my best friend BB's house, and her mom, R, was there, and so was BB's sister, Bk, and so was our mutual friend C. C lives very far away, and had to come by train. R and BB were still getting ready, so we busied ourselves with lively conversation. I also busied myself taking cute pictures of the squirrel in BB's yard:

...It rolled around on the ground for a brief moment, but I couldn't get my camera out fast enough to capture it. I'm sorry about that.

Anyway, so then we went to this fancy restaurant place! And the tables were pretty, and so was the balloon arch that was made...

...Someone from my most recent high school was there; a person known by BB, Bk, and myself. Her name is K. I was a little wary at first; I was bullied a lot in school, because I was the smart, weird kid who didn't know how to people, because I was treated like furniture at home. K didn't make fun of me like lots of other people in the past did, but I didn't really know how to talk to her, and so we never really got to know each other.

On the one hand, it's a shame, because K is utterly delightful. She's a fellow traumatized and neurodivergent person with studies in Early Childhood Education, who drew the wrath of veteran teachers by being able to get the so-called "problem children" to cooperate and do their work. What she found was that the veteran teachers resented her ability to do the thing that they couldn't do, and... I found myself on the receiving end of that very same resentment, back when I was student teaching in my various placements.

...At least in my country, the staff and administration of schools are very cliquey, they tend to think very poorly of children, and they are not at all tolerant of neurodivergence in teaching staff, or of non-coercive methods of trying to help children succeed at school. I'm not the kind of person who can tolerate petty, passive-aggressive behavior, indirect communication, or white lies, and a lot of moving and acting in teaching circles seems centered around routinely making use of insincerities and euphemisms, and so even though K and I are both exceptionally good at working with traumatized children, we are not welcome in the space because our methods leave others feeling insecure about their own methods.

It's a bunch of bullshit, but there's not a whole lot we can do about it. We commiserated over that for a little while, before we then started speaking in depth about the broader cultural context that leads to the things I just described. It's the result of A LOT of violent and bloody history, and... I could get into it if you wanted me to (just let me know if you're curious, because it's one of my areas of expertise!), but I don't have the energy for it right now; maybe some other time.

Anyway, on the other hand, it's probably good that I didn't get to know K as a teenager, because I can say with absolute fucking certainty that I was absolutely NOT an example of what a healthy person should be back then; I don't think I would have been a very good friend to her, as I was at the time. I feel like I was barely even a good friend to BB in those days, and... at that, it was likely because she and I never really disagreed on anything.

...In those days, I was unhealthy enough to perceive any kind disagreement as a rejection (my mother was the kind of person who would throw a temper tantrum anyone disagreed with her, so...), and... the version of me who existed in those days really did NOT handle rejection well. At all. So...

...Well. I've learned and grown and gotten better since those days. I had a lot of help along the way. I have a lot more empathy now than I did then. I'm prepared to be a good friend to K now; I worked hard to make sure I could be a good friend to other people, because that's who I want to be.

Sometimes I reflect on who I was back then, and who I am now. I've come so far, in a way that "conventional wisdom" typically says is impossible. You're part of the reason I could do that. The love and accountability that I was shown by healthy people despite my various problems was part of the reason I could do that. I wish that more people understood that all it takes to help a person rise up is a little compassion, paired with robust boundary skills and a little support.

Anyways! In addition to the conversation, there was also food! There was bread and butter, chicken marsala, chicken parmesan, salmon scampi, and penne in tomato sauce with cheese! It was absolutely fabulous! I just threw a little bit of everything on a plate:

...And if you're wondering what's in the glass, it's a combination of espresso, milk, rum, chocolate liqueur, and coffee liqueur. It is absolutely not enough to get most people anywhere near tipsy, but uh... I'm... not most people. And it's an extremely rare thing for me to drink anything with alcohol in it, so... 😅

...And then I decided to really splurge and get a tiny glass of moscato, too...

...And uh... yeah. That... that was enough to get me feeling really woozy - even on a VERY full stomach. So I drank a lot of water, too; I know that my body will try to use water in order to clear the alcohol from my system, and so a good rule to follow is to have at least one glass of water per glass of any alcoholic drink, in order to avoid getting dehydrated.

OH!!! And there was dessert!!! The cake was icky, but they had this tiramisu, and it was the best I've ever had, anywhere:

...I wished I could have shared it with you.

We were in this space for a good long while. And then we packed up to return to BB's house. I happened to discover, while I was helping to pick things up and put them away, that the fake flowers were dome-shaped on the bottom:

...Naturally, I decided that this means it is hat-shaped; I behaved accordingly. And apparently, BB decided that the result was delightful enough to take a picture of!

...Don't mind the weird expression on my face; I was just really shocked that BB had any interest in taking a picture, and I think I was in the middle of saying words and so... my face did as my face did; I don't control it, I couldn't replicate this expression if you asked, and I'm pretty convinced that my face basically has a mind of its own. It just does things, and I'm mostly unaware of any of what it's doing; the peculiarities of my various weird facial expressions, as a concept, is kind of a running joke between me and my friends, hahaha...

BB's mom paused to smoke before returning home. My lungs can't handle tobacco smoke, so I wandered around the surrounding area, taking pictures of anything you might think is neat:

And then we went back to BB's house for the bachelorette party. But we're a bunch of neurodivergent nerds, so it wasn't anything wild or crazy. It consisted mainly of riveting conversation, eating the fantastic cookies that C made, me taking pictures of the rabbit that wandered by the window, us watching hilarious videos on YouTube of people making fun of my planet's ridiculous history, and watching The Neverending Story; BB had never seen it before, and I decided that it was a crime that needed to be rectified immediately!

...Sephiroth... if you can, you really ought to see this movie. Better yet, you should read the book. I have a copy of it in Japanese that's on its way to my house, if you ever wanna pop by to read it; it's one of the most profound pieces of literature I've ever had the privilege of witnessing.

And then it was time to go home. BB left me with the usual parting words:

"Love you lots!" -------Love you, too! "Stay safe!" -------Okay! "Don't die!" ------I'll do my best! "Don't eat weird things off the ground!" ------I can't make any promises!!!!

...Hahaha... It's not lost on me how incredibly, incredibly lucky I am to have silly, delightful, love-filled interactions like these with all sorts of wonderful, healthy people.

...I had an amazing time today, and despite the fact that I am tired and in pain as a result, I wouldn't have missed it for anything. Still, I'm glad to be home.

I need to go to sleep now, though; it's 12:56am.

I love you a whole lot. Please stay safe out there. Don't die. And don't eat weird things off the ground. Okay? Promise me you'll do your best.

I'll write again tomorrow.

Your friend, Lumine

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According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way a bee should be able to fly.

Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground.

The bee, of course, flies anyway because bees don't care what humans think is impossible.

Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black.

Ooh, black and yellow!

Let's shake it up a little.

Barry! Breakfast is ready!

Coming!

Hang on a second.

Hello?

Barry?

Adam?

Can you believe this is happening?

I can't.

I'll pick you up.

Looking sharp.

Use the stairs, Your father paid good money for those.

Sorry. I'm excited.

Here's the graduate.

We're very proud of you, son.

A perfect report card, all B's.

Very proud.

Ma! I got a thing going here.

You got lint on your fuzz.

Ow! That's me!

Wave to us! We'll be in row 118,000.

Bye!

Barry, I told you, stop flying in the house!

Hey, Adam.

Hey, Barry.

Is that fuzz gel?

A little. Special day, graduation.

Never thought I'd make it.

Three days grade school, three days high school.

Those were awkward.

Three days college. I'm glad I took a day and hitchhiked around The Hive.

You did come back different.

Hi, Barry. Artie, growing a mustache? Looks good.

Hear about Frankie?

Yeah.

You going to the funeral?

No, I'm not going.

Everybody knows, sting someone, you die.

Don't waste it on a squirrel.

Such a hothead.

I guess he could have just gotten out of the way.

I love this incorporating an amusement park into our day.

That's why we don't need vacations.

Boy, quite a bit of pomp under the circumstances.

Well, Adam, today we are men.

We are!

Bee-men.

Amen!

Hallelujah!

Students, faculty, distinguished bees,

please welcome Dean Buzzwell.

Welcome, New Hive City graduating class of 9:15.

That concludes our ceremonies And begins your career at Honex Industries!

Will we pick our job today?

I heard it's just orientation.

Heads up! Here we go.

Keep your hands and antennas inside the tram at all times.

Wonder what it'll be like?

A little scary.

Welcome to Honex, a division of Honesco and a part of the Hexagon Group.

This is it!

Wow.

We know that you, as a bee, have worked your whole life to get to the point where you can work for your whole life.

Honey begins when our valiant Pollen Jocks bring the nectar to The Hive.

Our top-secret formula is automatically color-corrected, scent-adjusted and bubble-contoured into this soothing sweet syrup with its distinctive golden glow you know as... Honey!

That girl was hot.

She's my cousin!

She is?

Yes, we're all cousins.

Right. You're right.

At Honex, we constantly strive to improve every aspect of bee existence.

These bees are stress-testing a new helmet technology.

What do you think he makes?

Not enough.

Here we have our latest advancement, the Krelman.

What does that do?

Catches that little strand of honey that hangs after you pour it.

Saves us millions.

Can anyone work on the Krelman?

Of course. Most bee jobs are small ones.

But bees know that every small job, if it's done well, means a lot.

But choose carefully because you'll stay in the job you pick for the rest of your life.

The same job the rest of your life? I didn't know that.

What's the difference?

You'll be happy to know that bees, as a species, haven't had one day off in 27 million years.

So you'll just work us to death?

We'll sure try.

Wow! That blew my mind!

"What's the difference?"

How can you say that?

no. no

besides that beeing the bee movie (I made a bee pun. look at how smart I am). Bees are stupid

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THE WHITE LILY (Mafia Book #1 - Bang Chan) - Chapter 8 - The Overpass

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Chapter 8 - The Overpass

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~Third person POV~

That night, Chan didn't go see Emilia. He was lost in his thoughts because of everything that happened.

She didn't come out of her room either. Not through the door, anyway.

She woke up at about 3 AM and glanced at the closed door, remembering why she locked it before falling asleep. Then, she looked at the window and lazily made her way towards it, opening its frame and breathing in the night's cold air.

As expected, the night always made her feel calmer. It was the only constant in her life that helped her heal her broken heart. After a full day's events, night would always come soothe her.

And she was content with that.

With an empty stomach, she made her way out of the window, not wanting anyone to hear her unlock the door. And by anyone, she was specifically thinking of Chan, who would most likely be the only one awake at this late hour. Him, and Felix and Han, probably, who were on night duty this week.

She wandered through the empty streets and shivered whenever the autumn breeze hugged her frame, but still, she thought a walk would help her stop overthinking.

Why did Chan tell her to get out instead of shutting Hyo down?

Why was she the one that had to leave, and not Hyo?

Emilia made her way to the small diner she learnt to like these past few months. She would occasionally come here with Felix and order some burger and fries whenever the others would be away on training.

After she was done with her late-night dinner, she quietly made her way back and climbed up to her room. She closed the window shut, then laid down on her bed and tried to fall asleep, which would almost always be an unsuccessful attempt whenever she would sleep alone.

Damn, I shouldn't have gotten so used to sleeping with Chan, she cursed herself.

When 6 AM hit the clock, however, she managed to fall asleep.

The next day, no one came to visit her either.

Then, the next. And the next. And then another few nights followed.

Being so completely and utterly alone took Emilia by surprise. It wasn't unusual, no, far from that actually. Ever since San died, she's been on her own.

However, she really thought that she became one of Stray Kids, but the last week certainly showed her that she didn't.

Disappointment that no one seemed to be by her side set in, and the fact that she had no idea what was going on was even more disturbing to her.

And to be honest, after the first few days, she didn't even care that much anymore. Or at least she didn't want to. She tried to become numb to the pain, but anxiety would creep in ever so often, and when the walls seemed to be closing in, she went outside.

Going out through the window became a nightly occurrence. She was sure that everyone knew by now, because it would've been pretty much impossible to stay locked in for so many days without water and food.

This night, however, she didn't go to the burger place. Instead, she walked quietly through the empty streets for some time. A right turn here, a left turn there, until she finally arrived at her destination: The Overpass.

The Overpass was an old, cement bridge with a round spring. Underneath it was a large footpath that was following the river.

The Overpass was also her and San's secret place. Even though they were part of the same Mafia, they didn't cross paths at first, but they accidentally met here one fateful night and became friends, even partners eventually.

They would both come here when the world would get too overwhelming, and this time, too, the world's been getting a bit too overwhelming for Emilia.

The loneliness that was quietly creeping in inside of her heart made it difficult to breathe at times, especially tonight, when her anxiety has skyrocketed badly.

She was mourning her relationship with Chan while doubts were setting in that anyone actually wanted her there.

Sitting down underneath the small bridge, she let the cold air enter her lungs.

"Emilia? What are you doing here?" a voice spoke a few meters away from her, startling her.

"Oh my god! Shadow?! You scared the shit out of me! What the fuck."

"We're not in a mission, so just call me by my name..."

"Jeongin... Did you follow me here?"

"What is this place?"

"Answer for an answer."

The boy sighed.

"Yes."

"Why?"

"It's your turn to answer." He replied smugly.

"This place... helps my nerves. Makes me less anxious."

"Do you have anxiety?" he asked with a concerned expression.

"Answer for an answer, remember?" she chuckled. "Why did you follow me here?"

Jeongin sat down next to Emilia on the ground and watched the water flow rapidly a few meters in front of them.

"I was worried about you. You wouldn't come out of your room and I just... I didn't have enough balls to knock, I guess."

They both chuckled at that.

"Yea, I do have anxiety ever since..." Emilia shook her head and mumbled a quick "Nevermind", indicating that she didn't want to talk further. "I can't believe I didn't notice you behind me."

"You've been stressed, that's all. Don't beat yourself up over it."

"I guess... So, how are things back at the house?"

"The baby... had something on his back. A message for us. Something related to your old mafia... we think they knew we were coming."

"What?!" she turned her head surprised, looking straight in Jeongin's eyes. "It doesn't make any sense."

"Right? That's what I've been saying..."

"So let me guess: everyone's doubting me now."

When Jeongin hesitated to answer, she continued "You too?"

"No!" he quickly exclaimed. "I will always be on your side. Always." He countered with sincerity, placing his right hand on top of her left.

Emilia chuckled and looked down. The boy sounded so much like San, it was scary.

"So... why is this place so special to you?"

"It reminds me of an old friend. He... died during one of our missions. He was my partner in crime." she smiled sadly.

"Were... were you two together?"

"God, no." she chuckled. "I did love him. Not in a romantic way, but... I guess you could say that he was the closest thing to family I ever knew."

"I'm sorry you lost him..."

"Mhm. Thanks, Innie." She said, ruffling his hair.

"So, about that anxiety... next time you feel a panic attack coming, you can try this."

He raised her hand softly and turned it with the palm up.

"Draw a circle in your palm and breathe in, counting to 5. Just like this."

He started tracing a circle slowly with his index finger and counted: "1, 2, 3, 4, 5..."

Emilia breathed in slowly.

"... and then draw it in the opposite direction and count back. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1..."

She exhaled, listening to Jeongin's soothing voice.

"Then repeat, if needed."

"This... helps." She intertwined her fingers with his and felt a gentle squeeze from him.

"I'm glad" He smiled brightly. "Wanna go grab a bite? You skipped dinner tonight."

"Wait wait wait - Did you really follow me every night?" Emilia asked, amused.

In normal circumstances, she would've been very mad if she learnt that someone was watching her every move, but for some reason, she wasn't too upset with Jeongin doing it. It felt like he was her Shadow.

"Yea, I did. Sorry 'bout that". He smiled and helped her get up. Both of them shook off the dirt from the other's clothes. Then, they left the bridge and strolled around the city, still hand in hand, looking for a cosy diner far away from home.

Chan would observe the child, breathing proof that maybe some of the things Hyo said could've been true.

The blood results did come back after a few days, but the mother and child (as Seungmin was now certain they are related) were not identifiable. It rarely happens for someone to not appear anywhere, in any register, to not be related to anyone that's ever taken a blood test.

This was worrying. The Scarlet Rose was after SKZ for some reason and knew they were coming to the house. The mission's been thought of only a few days before, and it was a completely random one too. Chan knew the mansion would be long abandoned and put the "documents" his team was supposed to find in there himself. However, someone tipped The Scarlet Rose off, and they had enough time to take a woman and a child there, "preparing" them for their arrival.

Who was the leak? Was it really Shade, or was it someone else?

And if it's someone else... do they know that SKZ have helped keep her alive? Is that why they were after them?

Could it be...? Chan wondered, but quickly shook the thought of. No way, it's impossible.

He was worried sick about it all and as much as he tried not to, he kept thinking of Shade. If she wasn't the traitor everyone was starting to think she was, this silence treatment was really unfair to her. It also didn't help that he got to know her so well lately, because he knew that this was probably killing her inside.

However, as a leader, his main responsibility was making sure that every Stray Kid is safe, regardless of who would have to suffer for it.

Still, he just couldn't stop thinking about her. He couldn't.

So he made his way to Emilia's room and knocked.

Silence.

Another knock was met with the same deafening silence as before.

Does she still need some space?

Seeing her felt more urgent, though.

He went to his desk and grabbed the spare key to her room and used it to enter, but to his surprise, the room was empty.

This got him worried. It was already close to 5 AM and she's never stayed out so much, so he tried calling her, but to his dismay, the phone rang in the room.

Fuck. Chan cursed, deciding that the only thing he could do if he wanted to see her was to sit down on the bed and wait.

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unkipt · 9 months

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Hi Kip!!! I got bored!!

From the mcytblr ask game for writers:

Questions 5, 9, 11, and 12 for now.

I'll come back with more later!!!!

ooo interesting ones, ok lemme see

5- How do you translate the world of Minecraft to fit into your fanfics when you keep the original setting?

i haven't done this a lot, most of my fics are heavy au's where i kinda make things whatever i want, but my promptober and prompt meme oneshots were all like this! I like to kinda blend it if i can, and especially with fable, using 'comms' as chat and stuff. i just try and imagine how it would look in minecraft and then expand on the bits like expressions or small movements that aren't show in game.

9- How do you worldbuild?

This really depends for me. For the wf series, it started out just as 4 realms = 4 kingdoms, then going off of some canon stuff. More of it has started to be fleshed out as the story progresses or as i have reason to think about it. i've taken a lot of history courses (because its my major) so i also like to play with bits of that when it comes to developping the world, like how trade would work, or how borders fall or where cities are likely to be built. in wf you'll notice a lot of the borders follow a river or capitals sit on lakes, because that's realistic. i enjoy mixing fantasy with fact to kinda flesh everything out though, and it definitely does change as i go. in non fantasy settings (hauntings) its more based on irl, and i pull from my hometown and university city if i need inspo for stuff. i'm also hoping to pursue a masters in archival studies once i'm done my BA which helps with that one because i know a bit more about what they're doing which is neat

11- Are you more of a planner or an improviser?

I am such an improvisor. i don't work well with super solid outlines. sometimes i'll come up with like, plot ideas, or small scenes of chapter plots, and i'll write them down, but i can't like, write ahead of myself, because i know i'll end up changing about half of it. i had a fic i wrote a few years back where i had an idea for a scene, i wrote it out, then when i finally was able to fit the scene in, i needed to completely redo the setting because the idea worked but not the place. i'll pre write dialogue sometimes, but mostly i just kinda go for it with a loose idea of what i'm doing or aiming for

12- Funniest comment you've ever gotten in a piece of work?

ooo this one is tough. i will admit, i had a different account for an old fandom i used to write for (has since been deleted) but on one of those fics on the last chapter one of my irl friends commented saying it was lovely, but it was a shame it was the end of their "sticky note espionage". i used to keep some fic notes on my wall when i was planning, and they came over and tried to sneak a glimpse at the spoilers before i took them down and hid them lol. for this account though, probably "This chapter has- 'I've connected the dots.' 'You haven't connected shit' vibes" from Kalamari on ch15 of world falling, partially because its so true and partially because it was one of the earlier comments i got on that fic so it made me extra happy

i wrote way more than i meant to, uh, anyways thanks for the ask!

#fanfic #writing #worldfallingfic #fic writing

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verdictvelvet · 2 years

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i beat fire emblem engage last night so i am going to write what i thought about every stage. okay. this post will be very long and of little interest to just about anybody but you can click on it anyway

prologue - does it even count

chapter 1 - normal

chapter 2 - now we are getting somewhere. pretty normal tutorial with One Funny Trick that sets the stage for this being a game where bosses come and get your ass

chapter 3 - this one has a pretty expressive first couple of turns where you spend that first turn really feeling the pressure of not having enough guys and seeing how things are just going to collapse on you from not having enough units to outpace the amount of guys who will attack you. and then you get more guys. but it is not really exceptional beyond that

chapter 4 - this one is good because it is where you get my best friend warp ragnarok. everything is just a little bit too spread out and you do not have quite enough units yet to really feel like you are able to create a united front anywhere, so having somebody who can jump around to different parts of the battlefield and also explode an enemy at the same time feels great, and it really pushes you to think about the best way to use the new tools you are given here

chapter 5 - this one gave me a hard time in a way that i loved but i think i might have made it more difficult for myself than it needed to be. the time pressure of needing to stop the thief from clearing out the chests really pushed me to put myself in some rough spots that took some doing to get out of though, and i appreciated it. this one also serves as a sort of a soft introduction to engage's favorite trick of 'divide your army into two groups and take two different paths to the boss'

jean paralogue - you have to go and protect this little boy. this one is pretty regular i do not have much of a lingering impression of it

chapter 6 - i can not help but feel like this one is really pulling its punches on account of being the first dark level. it introduces a pretty fun give and take of managing vision in a stage like this (that the game never fully delivers on, i think) but the enemy placements and amounts are just not aggressive to provide much friction here

anna paralogue - this is a totally solid stage that winds up feeling kind of unexceptional in the context of a game that has lots of really good ones.

chapter 7 - there are a couple of stages that are just about crossing a big bridge and they largely reveal that 'a straight line' is not that interesting of a setup for a fire emblem map. it is not bad it is just not that compelling. gets some points for the actual boss approach being kind of tricky and for introducing my fail boy

chapter 8 - all the stages in this that require you to start off in a defensive position in this game are pretty good, the balance of holding out until you can be aggressive enough to head for the boss is pretty fun. being a good one of these in a game with a clear best one of these leaves it kind of overshadowed though

chapter 9 - pretty normal. you split your guys up and you go along both routes to the boss and it works. the narrative suggests there is a time pressure here but the stage does not really back it up

chapter 10 - the map design here is pretty cool, i like that it is basically two small fire emblem maps in succession, and they both feel pretty tense. you have a lot of guys to fight you need to do your best

chapter 11 - this one is scary. the only escape stage in the game but they do good work here, lots of individual enemies in your way you need to make smart choices about how to handle, and the asshole in the back with the freeze staff and the micaiah emblem really wants to make your day bad. stay safe out there

lucina paralogue - it is pretty funny that when they go 'what is the iconic awakening stage' the thing they settle on is a big open room with some enemies in it. the enemy positioning is a little more aggressive here but the end result is still pretty forgettable

chapter 12 - there are a bunch of stages in engage that have a clear gimmick where my first reaction is 'this is going to be really annoying' but it is actually used really well. 'desert stage where all your guys move bad' is a fire emblem staple but shifting it from a universal movement reduction to a bunch of spots on the map that you have to move past in one go or else be stuck in for a while does a lot to give you opportunities to try and control your and the enemy's pace and make the way you move your units feel really distinct. the part where this is technically a stage about protecting npcs is weirdly underplayed, it is almost a non-issue

lyndis paralogue - this stage starts off by doing a kind of bad job at communicating what the conditions for stopping reinforcements are but you wind up handling a lot of it by accident anyway. but like some of those guys you are not going to get to by the time reinforcements show up so it becomes a pretty fun scramble by the end. one of the only times in the game where i realized i had made some bad positioning decisions so many turns ago that i might as well restart

chapter 13 - this one gives you the ike emblem (which rules) and timerra (who can kill everything, but not quite yet) so that alone would make it pretty good in my book. the better of the dark stages for sure, in that it is easier to get yourself into trouble, and the encroaching swarm of flying units that snuffs out the torches on the ocean creates a fun pressure. it is pretty funny that there is one house that you can not reach in time and after the battle everybody is like 'wow congratulations you did not let any houses burn down' anyway

ike paralogue - this one rocks. ike puts you into hell and makes you so scared but you have to try really hard to go kick his ass anyway. the balance between being aggressive enough to get to him in time but not being overwhelmed by enemies is really fun to find

chapter 14 - this one is a pretty standard 'split your guys up and do the run up to the boss' stage but the boss room is really good on account of how they put three guys in there that want to be your problem, which is always a good call

byleth paralogue - the pretty small amount of units here makes this one of the few stages where i felt like i really had to think about who i was bringing in just to make sure i was killing guys fast enough. but the challenge here is mostly one of efficiency, outside of when byleth is attacking you it is pretty rare to actually be in danger because of how much all the enemies love trying to attack rocks. ultimately it is just kind of okay which is fitting for a three houses stage i guess

chapter 15 - this is maybe the only gimmick driven stage that sucks and probably my least favorite chapter in the game. lots of moving guys through narrow hallways with nothing to do, the stage is divided up into small and mediocre individual combat challenges. it gives you the corrin emblem (and with it the dragon vein skill which is one of my favorite tools in the game) but then makes you constantly use it to wall off your own approach so you can clear out the miasma rather than any of the fun stuff you can do

corrin paralogue - this stage is ostensibly about how partway through the map corrin lights half the map on fire but it is laughably unlikely to have much effect on you because you had no reason to stand in any of the places she lights on fire in the first place. the real star of the show is her twelve unit death ball she starts moving towards you while obfuscating her actual movement range from you with is both a fun tactical challenge and also really funnily abnormal fire emblem boss behavior

chapter 16 - this is probably the most turns any stage took because the raising and lowering water actually can slow you down a lot. but outside of the kind of slow process of getting into position for the boss it is used pretty well to create some unplanned slowing and division of your forces while they are sort of in danger so i do not feel that bad about it. i do think this is one of the worst stages for introducing the emblem mechanics to you, but i also think the eirika emblem is not that good until you level up your bond with it a bunch and get sieglinde and can kill everything

eirika paralogue - i was really underleveled for this one but the thing is it kicked ass to play it like that. sometimes you are just fighting tooth and nail through the stage. i do not really know how this compares to the sacred stones original but here it feels like a really tightly designed endgame stage but you play it a little over halfway through as like a fun bonus for you. never really lets you relax if you are trying to push forward which is fun

chapter 17 - there are like a couple really good and tense turns in the middle of this around when you are dealing with a couple of bosses at once but before and after that it is weirdly low pressure for how high the stakes are supposed to be and how many enemies there are all around you

sigurd paralogue - it was cool to see them try to translate a genealogy of the holy war multiple castle setup and when you take the first castle it shows you the guys you have to get past to get to the second and it looks really gnarly and you are gearing up for a tough fight. but then sigurd charges in alone to his own death instantly and you do not have to worry about any of that and it is kind of disappointing

leif paralogue - this one is mean those ballistas are so brutal and then if you try to clear out some of the ones on the left side of the map then leif goes to fucking war with you. this one really took a lot of doing, it was the first mission where i actually ran out of rewinds. i loved it, maybe i should play thracia 776 and get my ass kicked

chapter 18 - it is kind of funny that this is the only stage where you can recruit an enemy. 'you are surrounded by boats' is a pretty fun setup for a defensive mission. i wish the ballista you had felt a little more relevant but this stage works alright and has a solid first few turns even if it is not able to keep up the pressure

chapter 19 - i feel like i missed something when i played this one because there are a bunch of elements in here that do not really come together. the three laned design of the stages? the ballistas that you fire like maybe one time each? ultimately i just cleared the miasma out enough to stick to one part of the map because that is where most of the enemies are and it works alright and was pretty fun even, it just feels like there is more that i did not engage with somehow

micaiah paralogue - uhhh idk this is kind of another defense stage. it works and is fun enough, it asks you to split up your guys a little bit more than usual just because it starts them so far apart and there is some novelty to that but it did not leave much of a lingering impression

roy paralogue - kind of a lull in the middle of this one after you take out the initial rush of enemies and it never really recovers. actually fighting roy does not have that much going on

chapter 20 - this one is about a guy running around like a freak and just blasting you whenever and teleporting off. and also you are in like a dark castle and fighting over treasure chests and stuff but i mostly just remember that first part even though he basically is not ever a threat as long as you are keeping your guys' health up

celica paralogue - this one is fun it is good when a stage just lets you put your foot on the gas pedal. it is good to be aggressive and go fast sometimes

chapter 21 - for some reason i basically do not remember playing this one even if i remember all the events around it

chapter 22 - this one is pretty easy but it is like a solid enough setup. you are getting your guys back sometimes it is about having a specific thing you are trying to do that asks you to engage with the stage in a unique way and not really pushing you to your limit

marth paralogue - this stage is pretty fun but like sometimes something is solid in a way that does not immediately lend to having a lot to say it is just kind of a classically good map. but it is interesting how with some of these reutilized maps you have a whole special area for approaching the boss that you never go in because they get too aggressive

oath ring paralogue - i was almost hesitant to go get the ring right away because i was like 'oh is it going to end if i kill this guy so fast' but it is good that i did not because it would have been a huge pain in the ass to defend my position away from that central platform. pretty fun but like not exceptional you know

chapter 23 - this one is kind of lame to be honest. the gimmick is not so bad but the two different paths you split your guys up on wound up taking at such different paces that half of my party was just waiting around for the others to line up because i did not want to try and kill both bosses with one party. maybe i should have tried and put myself in am ore dangerous situation and i would have liked it more but engage's favorite trick kind of stumbles here

chapter 24 - this is the only chapter with a turn limit but it basically does not matter there is no world in which i would have needed all 15 turns to get to the boss and in fact i spent a little bit of time just waiting around unnecessarily even under those constraints. the avalanche mechanic is kind of fun to position around, i guess

chapter 25 - i was kind of worried after the last two stages but this one rocks and is also the scariest map in the game. i took it a little slow after the last couple and then they send you to the fucking danger zone and i was barely scraping by killing the boss with like 40 enemies about to charge into the boss room and kill the hell out of all of my guys it was awesome. also i think it is a fun inversion to go from the lumera tutorial stage displaying how the bosses will just come for you to this, basically the last real challenge of the game, with her as one of the few bosses that just stays in place and is extremely brutal about it. loved this one though if i played it again i would probably try less hard to dodge lasers

chapter 26 - this is like a fun experiment in how to make a big dynamic boss fight in the constraints of fire emblem and it is generally really fun but definitely does not offer a ton of pushback, especially in comparison to the previous one. sometimes all of your favorite guys are together and they are just cleaning shit up. it feels good without being completely frictionless. i did not really know enough to match the guys to the 'villain emblems' consistently and probably would not have bothered even if i did just because as always i sort of had my guys switched into two groups for maximum efficiency and the guys that were already nearby just wound up being the guys that would kill the enemies. it did kind of raise the idea of it being a letdown that there were not like evil fire emblem villain emblems with special abilities that you have to fight but that would have been a bit of a huge increase to the scope i guess

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The Werewolf and the Angel Chapter 9- Remus Lupin x OC

Remus Lupin x Violetta Cook

Description: Remus and Violetta find their way back to each other.

Word Count: 1.8k (sorry it's short)

The first thing Violetta and Harry did after waking up the next morning was head for Remus’ office. They’d already checked his chambers and found them empty, which was enough cause for concern. It made them walk just a bit quicker until they finally reached the door, which was slightly open.

Remus, much to Violetta’s relief, was still there. Though it didn’t seem for much longer, however, when she realized he was standing over a battered suitcase. Everything else of his was already packed into other suitcases and boxes, ready to be transported.

“Hello Harry, Birdie,” the man in question greeted, snapping Violetta out of her thoughts as he turned to face them. Her eyes met his haggard eyes, and her breath hitched as she looked him over. His hair was combed messily, his clothes were just wrinkled enough for the Veela’s keen eyes to notice, and he looked worse for wear. Harry, meanwhile, looked surprised that they’d been caught.

“Saw you coming,” Remus explained with a small smile as he gestured to the marauder’s map lying on the desk. It was hard to miss considering the desk was void of anything else. The boy visibly winced at Remus’ appearance, which made him chuckle.

“I've looked worse, believe me.” Harry eyed the open desk drawers, then the bare bookshelves.

“You've been sacked,” he muttered, disheartened.

“Resigned, actually,” Remus responded simply, surprising both of them.

“Resigned?” The duo repeated in shock.

“Why?” Asked Violetta.

“It seems that someone has let slip the nature of my condition.”

“Snape,” Harry grumbled angrily.

“Whoever. It was bound to get out,” the man shrugged off, though he also looked a bit saddened about it. “This time tomorrow, the owls will start arriving. Parents will not want a - well, someone like me - teaching their children.” Harry shook his head.

“But Dumbledore-”

“Has already risked enough on my behalf,” interrupted Remus. Besides, people like me, well... let's just say I'm used to this by now. But before I go, tell me about your patronus.” That confused Violetta. When had he used a patronus? How much did she miss after she’d passed out? Harry didn’t notice.

“Well, at first I thought it was a horse, or perhaps a unicorn, but I think it was-”

“A stag,” both Remus and Violetta concluded simultaneously. The boy didn’t seem surprised that they knew what he wanted to say anymore.

“Yes.”

“Your father used to transform into one,” Remus explained. “That's how he was able to keep me company when I became...sick. He was a great friend James.” A small, wan smile slipped onto his face. Violetta could practically see the memories that filled his head as he thought about it (though she’d never been there during his transformations).

“There are stories about him and your mother, you know. Some are even true. But I think it's safe to say, in the end, you'll know them best by getting to know yourself,” he continued, locking his suitcase and setting it aside. “Anyway, now that I am no longer your professor, I have no guilt in returning this to you.” He pointed his wand at the marauder’s map and muttered the spell to hide its contents before holding it out to Harry. The boy gingerly took it with a small smile.

“Use it wisely,” Remus concluded, also sporting a smile. “Now, I believe you best get to packing. I imagine someone will be coming to pick up your things soon.” Harry looked hesitant to do so, but after one look between Remus and Violetta, he nodded and headed out.

“He’s a good kid,” the woman muttered with a fond smile.

“Yes, he is.”

“He’s gonna use that map for nothing but mischief.”

“Yes, he will,” Remus chuckled softly. “But, he wouldn’t be James’ son if he didn’t do so with confidence.” That made Violetta giggle as well as she walked over to the desk.

“How are you feeling?” She asked softly, leaning against the desk beside him. A small sigh left his lips.

“I’ve been better,” he admitted. “You?” The girl opened her mouth, ready to lie and say that nothing happened to her last night, but Remus stopped her.

“I visited you this morning in the hospital wing while you were asleep. Madame Pomfrey was kind enough to tell me what happened. She told me about your injuries.” An odd look crossed his face, but it was one that Violetta recognized from when they were teens.

“Stop it,” she demanded quietly. “You had no control over yourself.”

“I should have taken the potion before we made for the Shrieking Shack,” the man shot back. “You know how it works. If I even miss one day it’s completely useless.” That actually got a laugh out of her.

“Moony, we had just discovered that our best friend was innocent and Worm-” she paused, deciding he no longer deserved the nickname his friends had given him. “And Pettigrew was the traitor. I think it’s safe to say that we both had a lot on our plate. What matters is that we are all okay. It could be much worse than it is now.” The man opened his mouth to protest, but could ultimately find no lie in her words. So, he instead nodded and closed his mouth once again.

Silence settled over them. It wasn’t uncomfortable or tense by any means, but rather peaceful and relaxing. Remus always told her that she had a sort of calming presence that he could bask in for hours. It always brought her joy to know that she could bring him such alleviation when he wasn’t feeling his best.

“So what will you do now?” Violetta asked after a moment.

“To be honest, I have no idea. I believe I may make a quick visit to 12 Grimmauld Place, but then I think I will go home and figure things out from there.”

“I’m honestly going to miss you,” she admitted quietly, crossing her arms. “It’s going to be odd not seeing you everyday.”

“We don’t have to stop,” the man responded hopefully. “Seeing each other so often, I mean.” His response surprised her, though she knew it shouldn’t have. Nevertheless, she recovered quickly.

“Are you trying to say something, Mr. Lupin?” She teased lightly, earning a chuckle in response.

“I’m saying, Miss Cook,” he muttered, his amused smile quickly forming into a more fond one. “That seeing you after ten years apart brought back memories that I cherish everyday. I will not lie and say that I don’t miss you. In fact, I don’t think there’s a day that has gone by that I don’t. And, if it is something you wish, I would like for us to try again.” Violetta couldn’t hide her elation at his words. She stood up, her body now mere inches from his as a wide smile appeared on her lips.

“I thought you would never ask,” she muttered before pressing her hands to the nape of his neck to bring him closer to her. Their lips met in an explosion of built up forgotten (and remembered) emotion and requited love.

Violetta kissed him with all the passion and love in her heart for him. He was obviously surprised by the kiss, but didn’t push her away. In fact, he did the exact opposite. His hands slid up her arms and past her neck until they were cradling Violetta’s face in the most gentle and tender way. The way that she remembered and adored. The passion in the kiss was almost overwhelming for them, but they still didn’t pull away. Violetta missed this, she missed him so much.

As much as she didn’t want it to end, she needed air. So, she had to pull away. Her eyes fluttered open to see Remus also as breathless as her. The sight made her smile, and it only widened when he rubbed his thumb over her cheekbone.

“I love you, Violetta,” he whispered. Those three words were music to the woman’s ears.

“I love you too, Remus.”

Violetta would have been more than content to just sit there with him holding her the way he was for the rest of time. Unfortunately they were interrupted by the bell tolling from the Bell Tower. It was time for the final breakfast at Hogwarts. The couple glanced out the window towards the tower, then faced each other again with a yearning sort of look - despite the fact that they’d found each other again.

“I guess we should be going,” the woman muttered softly, earning a nod from Remus.

“I believe so,” he agreed, pulling away and holding out his elbow for her. “Shall we?”

“We shall.” With that, Violetta linked her arm in his and they walked towards the Great Hall the way they’d be going anywhere else after this: together.

Violetta could practically feel Harry, Ron and Hermione’s eyes on her and Remus as they made their way to the high table, where the other teachers sat. Harry’s eyes continued to stay on them as they sat beside each other and listened to Dumbledore announce that Gryffindor had in fact won the House Cup for the third year in a row. The headmaster said his normal farewell speech then allowed everyone to eat.

Once that was done everyone headed to the courtyard to wait for the carriages to take them back to the train station. Violetta found herself following them, wishing to say goodbye to her godson. She barely had to search before she felt a familiar set of arms wrap around her middle. A small laugh escaped her lips as she turned in Harry’s arms and returned the hug.

“I’m gonna miss you, Aunt Vi,” the boy muttered, earning a laugh from the woman.

“Harry, you’re gonna see me again in three months.”

“Still,” he shrugged with a smile as he looked up at her. Violetta’s smile morphed into a more fond one, and she pushed some hair away from his face.

“I’ll miss you too, Harry,” she said softly. “I’ll be sure to write to you though, okay?” The boy nodded and they pulled away shortly before Violetta felt another familiar presence stand beside her. She didn’t have to look to know that it was Remus as his arm wrapped around her, but she still glanced at him with a coy smile that he returned happily. When they faced Harry again he was sporting a knowing smirk. The sight made her blush as she realized he had been right about them.

“Don’t you have a train to catch?” She teased.

“Not for another…” he trailed off and looked at his imaginary watch. “Ten minutes. I’ve got more than enough time.” That made Violetta roll her eyes playfully.

“Goodbye Harry,” she said, mocking exasperation. The boy laughed, then offered them one last hug and goodbye before jogging to catch up with his friends.

“What was that about?” Remus asked amusedly.

“Oh nothing,” Violetta shrugged nonchalantly. The man stared at her incredulously but ultimately let it go and instead pulled her closer as they watched the carriages take the students to Hogsmeade. Though she didn’t say anything else, Violetta had a good feeling about what was to come.

#harry potter #harry potter imagine #remus lupin #remus lupin imagine #remus lupin x oc

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May 28th, 2024

11:00pm on the dot. Listening to Love me Jeje by Tems. I LOVE LOVE LOVE Tems. Musically, feminine-ly, Artistically, Spiritually, Culturally. As in. In ALL the ways. I have bug bites and a mildly sore hickey on my neck. Love bites and Bug bites are the mood right meow. LIFE IS GOØD. Differences by Ginuwine just played and I remembered how my life changed from this music video. 90’s babies deserve a free Ginuwine concert as reparations for causing a sexual awakening at a young age. I had a cool weekend. I went to see Munene’s mom on Friday. I was a bit nervous at first which is wild because I have known her my whole life. She is my "Aunty". I was validly nervous though, like before her son was my bestie. Now he is going to be my husband. Different dynamics but all Love still. It was a lovely visit. She cooked for me, we spent quality time, and we chatted. I saw how much the neighborhood had changed. I’ve been going there my whole life and it still felt like home and she still felt like home. I Love that for all of us. Munene met me there at his childhood home and then his sister came home. It truly felt like a family affair. I am so glad that my in-laws to be are people I know and Love. We left at like 11pm and went to a club called Soho. It was cute, the music was very Afro-house/techno which wasn't my vibe at all, then it changed to Afrobeat, Kenyan music and old skool. I was in my element. We danced, sang, and laughed. I serenaded Munene with Love me Jeje by the one and only Tems. We left at 4am and got home after 5am. Then we had a slow very us-like weekend. I worked on an Art piece for the crow exhibit. Shanaynay sent me a scan of the Art piece, I printed it then I drew my part on it. On Sunday into Monday, we didn't sleep all night because we were chilling, vibing and because we slept for 15 hrs on Saturday. Soo, we stayed up all night, I finished the Art, we took it to the scan shop early in the AM on Monday, and I sent it to Chanel. Then we went home, made breakfast, chilled then I slept for a few hours. Munene had work/business/tenders to deal with. I’ve seen some rapper chics say they can’t be with a 9-5 guy. Neither can I. It’s not about the money, it's about time. I Love hanging out with my man at unusual hours and I Love the fact that he can see me when he or I want. Like, its peak. Anyway, that was the vibe. I got home last night at like 8pm. A few minutes before Lois Nyeera. Weuh. But I was just on time. I was pretty tired, so I slept earlier than I expected. I slept in today, did some admin for the Gøod projxct, then Kendi and I went to McFry’s for some chicken and chips bc yummm. Then I booked a hair retie appointment, did some banking, bought snacks and came home. That's it. When I was in the club on Friday, I heard a song that reminded me of Rufi and I felt sad. Munene suggested that I text her, so I did. And we texted a little bit back and forth. I dunno fam, I am grateful for the time and space we had from our 13 yr friendship. There is a reason we had a break. I have grown and changed so much since then. I needed the space to come into my own. I am curious to see where things go. It is interesting how in the last post, I was saying how I am aware/ feeling the amazingness of being alive. Like this little life of mine is profound. And this realization brings me joy, peace, clarity, hope, faith. What a wonderful world eh?

Despite it all, it is Gøod. Life is Gøod. I am Gøod. Ase. Ase.

#may 2024

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adayinthelife0fmwah · 8 months

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Long Distance Relationship Advice #9

Welp... what a blow out.

For those of you in long distance relationships - like myself - there might be times where you feel like your partner's friend only.

The last few weeks have been tough for me and my partner. He is going through a very hard time with regards to work, family life and overall motivation for his dreams. This has impacted me too.

I want to be there for my partner, in person, and I can't so, that is very frustrating. On top of that, his overall attitude and engagement with the relationship and specifically, me, has changed. I found that my partner was not responding to my texts much, we phoned a whole lot less, even the words exchanged in those few calls were different, distant and very unfamiliar to me. He was always negative on the phone and I felt I was always getting the brunt of it. We have never been in this situation before and so it was extremely trying for both of us. Him- not having me around to feel comfort, going through this low mood essentially by himself (although I am always here for him, I am not there with him - very different when it comes to going through tough times). For me- I was being treated differently. Like I was just a friend.

My partner was going through it- so much on the plate, not enough hours in the day, serious financial struggle, conflict with family, in a job that creates hate and hostility. All bad, in other words. And all the while, his behaviour changed completely. Through that change, I was affected. I didn't know what to do. I felt even further away from my partner than we actually were. It was horrible. Felling my partner fall into a depression and not being able to fix it was super tough. THIS IS NORMAL.

When you are in long distance, you will experience things other couples never will, and that is okay. Do not compare because your situations with friends, family and other people on the internet are not the same (funny how I am one of those people on the internet! However, even what I say, you may relate, you may not, I'm just trying to help if you do relate)

Comparison will steal your joy. What you experience in your relationship is yours and will not be the same as anyone else. (Yes I am aware of this too). But anyways, what I'm trying to say is that in your long distance relationship, there will be times that do not make any fucking sense and there will be situations you have no idea how to solve. When I was going through this, talking deep with my partner about our relationship was the last thing on the list. Not in a bad way, there were just bigger fish to fry at the time. Horrible as it was, I understood this. I recognised that I did not want to be the last straw. So I hung in there chums. I grovelled through the shit because that's what my partner needed. Yes, I put their needs above my own and that's something you sometimes need to do in relationships. In those tough moments, it was not all about me. Do not fear, I did not hold out forever. I just waited for things to calm down a little bit. And that's the message here. If things get deep for your partner and it feels like they're going through a lot and you're being treated differently as a consequence, do not jump down their throat if it might make things worse. I am NOT saying you should shut up and take the bad treatment if its really bad (you will know the line to draw). I am saying that a conversation can be had at a better moment than right now in the middle of all the chaos.

I took the back seat. I did not roll over and accept, like I said there's a line, which my partner did not cross thankfully. It was hard. But I felt it's what my partner needed from me. When the shitstorm cleared up, I found the right moment to speak about it and I was very honest and we resolved our differences and found common ground. I understood my partner more, and vice versa. My partner was in a better headspace when I chose to bring it up.

Sometimes, when things go in a direction you're not used to, it can be very frustrating to keep it together. But giving some time for things to clear can sometimes be the better option. I am a preacher of communication is key, and IT IS, but communication that happens at a really bad time may not be as effective as you need it to be. If you and your partner go through a bad patch, take the high road where you can. Help lighten the load for them. Its hard, and you might have to endure a different version of them for a while. People go through some shit and some things can really have a negative effect. You are in a different environment and so are they. You are without them in those tough moments and that makes it even harder. It will be different from other people. You may not be able to relate with others and that's okay, you are tackling something your average person wouldn't dare do. You are a champ.

The things your partner goes through has an impact and takes a toll. Be honest with that. They may feel like your friend at times, even like an enemy. But sometimes the best thing you can do is wait it out. I held on for a few weeks with my partner who was going through this very trying time. I got that moment to speak about it and it was resolved. Do not wait forever okay like I said, draw a line. You know that line and everyone is different. Do not endure if it's too much okay speak out on your terms. I know things can get really bad in long distance and it's not okay to go through that for long, you know your relationship and what you can handle.

But hang in there chums, communication is key and you know when to unlock it. You know the line.

#long distance couple #love #bits and bobs #long distance dating #advice #dating tips #long distance love #relationship #fyp2024 #long post #long reads #storytime

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Hi!! Idk if you remember me but I was your high school ask from a while ago. I said I that I wanted to kms cause i literally didn't have any romantic experience and was going to gr 11 rlly soon? I also said I like got really anxious around boys and went to an all girls middle school. Anyways, now that I’m done with the lore I’m back 🥹 Thanks sm for the advice u honestly made me feel sm better. I kinda need adivce on smth and I don’t really want to ask someone I know abt this. So basically I think I might have had a crush on someone I’ve known for three years but didn’t realize🧍🏾‍♀️idk what to do and I need someone to tell me if i’m genuinely tweaking or just in denial.

So for context I was bullied in my childhood and middle school and didn’t really talk to anyone when quarantine hit ( other than my family) My social anxiety was at its peak and gr 9 was starting and I was just a ball of angst and thought nobody would think I was cool and that nobody would like me and blah blah you get the picture. I met this girl randomly on the bleachers and decided to grow a pair and talk to her and we became friends. She was my first real friend, someone who didn’t call themselves my friend just by name. She was like a breath of fresh air. I liked everything about her and I wanted her to think I was cool too. We had some moments where she had me screaming in my pillow at 5 am and made me question if I liked girls??? I once sent her loads of TikTok’s pretty early in the morning cause my fyp was just immaculate that day. She straight up replied to it saying “up so early sweetie?” WHEN I TELL YOU I STARED AT MY PHONE AND SCREAMED I DID ☠️☠️ I mean looking back on it the sentence might be a bit cringe but I was getting FLUSTERED. Mind you we had a strict poking fun at eachother teasing type of relationship. She probably meant it as a joke but whewww

To make things clear I really cherished her and our friendship, I don’t know if I liked her romantically or just very strong platonic love because she was the first person to make me feel liked/treat me well 🫠 Also literally nobody calls me pet names and that was the first time. I think I’d melt if a rock called me sweetheart. But my current friend ( also a girl ) calls me pet names all the time and I’m not melting?? The thing is, as much as I loved our friendship I kinda felt like I always had to entertain her and the others. I am extroverted ( with very shitty social skills ) and my friends were mostly introverted. I felt like If I didn’t come out the gates swinging, we wouldn’t have as much fun and we wouldn’t talk as much. I got burnt out really quickly, and just exhausted after school. Not to sound narcissistic but I felt like the glue holding us together.

In second semester I got some health problems and went online and didn’t go back to school till the start of gr 10. I would talk to them online a lot and keep in contact, but things in my life just took a turn for the worse and I just got overwhelmed with school and my health. I ended up ghosting them and literally not responding at all 🥲 One thing I’d like to mention is that I introduced the girl to my cousin in our grade and she really really liked her. She started eating lunch with my cousins friend group and just being excited to see her. Not to be possessive either, but I just felt left out. I did a lot to keep her interested with me, and my cousin and her friend group got it like it was nothing? She was my absolute no1 in everything, and I didn’t even feel like 2nd to her. She was so much more excited and initiating with them as well. When I went back to school I tired to talk to her but she lowkey snubbed me abt the ghosting thing. I tired to talk to her friend group since I literally know most of them but I kinda felt like a kid trailing their older siblings friends and it was so awkward. Our friendship just died after that. For some reason on my birthday she texted me even though we barely even talked to each other??? She was literally the only person who wished me a happy birthday too 😭😭 I genuinely thought I got over our ‘friendship breakup’ and moved on since I’m literally in gr 11. We were at the school remembrance day assembly and the Music club was performing a song. Now my friend was unsure if she wanted to join and I told her to do it and pushed her to learn how to play the guitar in gr 9. A girl behind me asked if I could record for her since I was in the front and I did and I saw her come out in a little cute dressy outfit and she straightened her hair and just looked so pretty. She normally wears sweats so it was so different. She was smiling excitedly and my cousin and her friends were waving at her and stuff. She started to play and I had to sit and record her the whole time. It made me remember all the jokes we had and how she said she’d play a Justin briber song for me ( yes I was also obsessed with him ☠️)

I remember I saved a video she sent me of her singing to Baby karaoke with the kids at the music club. She sent a text like “for you ❤️” and I remember feeling so happy. I mean she probably was just singing with her friends and remembered I liked the song and sent it randomly but it made me so happy she was even thinking of me and remembered. After the performance I literally bawled my eyes out and I don’t even know why??? Like I missed our friendship but she wasn’t the best to begin with. I don’t get why I cried so much. Now anytime I see her in the halls I literally want to evaporate :/ My birthday is coming up in like three days and I can’t stop thinking about her and if she’ll text. Should I try and talk to her again? How would I even do that 😭 I never really gave it much thought but I think I might have a crush on her? I don’t know if I do though as well. I mean I do like guys and I think girls are hot but idk if would go as far as to say I’m attracted to them. But idk if I can say I wouldn’t scream and picture our wedding day if a girl kissed me ☹️ The worst part is, Ik she isn’t even thinking abt me.

Thanks for reading this all if you stayed to the end! This was definitely wayyy too long and I over shared to the max but I just want to give you context ( and ramble ) so you could understand? Sorry if this was too much, you can ignore this if it is😭😭

Hi, I did end up fully reading it, though I had to use google translate to read it for me (sorry! it was just long). What I can say is that for someone who says you don't have a crush, you sure sound like you have a crush. Like you wrote out this whole ask for her! I think it sounds like you like her based on your message and you could be bi.

You are in high school so I think it is totally cool to not know for sure if your feelings would work out in a bigger way, it's part of self-discovery. I get that you two might not be good friends now or possibly as close as you used to be, but there used to be something so it may be worth it to see if you can start talking to her again and then move towards asking her out.

I think with something like this, it may be best to go with a simple "Hi, I am how are you doing? I know we haven't talked much recently." then you can go from there. Establishing contact is step one, then comes acknowledging that you guys hadn't talked in a while. Then she can bring up whatever she wants and you can focus on getting to know her again. I don't know for sure if she likes you too. I wouldn't rule it out, but it is hard to tell sometimes. She clearly cares a lot about you. It is clear you two care about each other, so the least that can happen is you get this friend back who clearly means a lot to you.

Posted Dec 10, 2023

P.S. This is so funny "I think I’d melt if a rock called me sweetheart."

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