#but I’ve found a lot of neat pairs for cheap at thrift places and a few at antique malls

[skypiea]

Current non-pierce earring collection

[chaoticminhos]

forget me not

—he couldn’t remember what kind of coffee he liked but he still remembered how to be a gentleman, interesting.

pairing: bang chan x reader

genre: angst

warnings: brief mention of a car crash

words: 4.3k

a/n: i cried while writhing this so 👀👀 not proofread

you stepped out of your bedroom and fumbled for a light switch. between the sleepy haze and you not knowing the house yet, you’d never manage to find your way through it without light. you flicked the switch on and made your way down the hall and into your kitchen. everything was so neat and organized. knowing you, that order would be gone within a few days and would never return. you weren’t really one for organization.

you hissed as your bare feet hit the cold tile of the kitchen floor, cursing yourself for not having worn socks to bed.

you opened a few cupboards before leaning back against your table with a sigh. you just wanted a glass of water, but you were struggling to remember which cupboard you’d put all your cups in. your sigh was quickly followed by a yelp of surprise when someone spoke beside you. you lived alone.

“you put them here.” the voice said as he stepped forward and opened a cupboard you hadn’t checked, revealing the cups you’d neatly stacked on the shelf.

you didn’t reply until he grabbed one of the cups himself and went to your fridge to fill it up.

“what the hell are you doing?”

he turned around, holding the glass of water out for you to take. you just stared at it.

he sighed and sat the cup on the table beside you, “helping you get a drink.”

“no,” you backed away from him instinctively as he came closer, “why the fuck are you in my house?”

you tried to sound angry and intimidating, but you honestly couldn’t. you knew you should be shaking with fear, a random man was inside your house in the middle of the night and you did not invite him in. he was much bigger than you and he could easily overpower you, but all you felt was surprise and confusion. there was no fear. it must be the shock, you told yourself.

he shrugged, “you brought me here.”

you frowned, “i did not. i haven’t brought anyone here yet! i’ve lived her for a total of 1 day and half a night.”

he frowned and walked past you and into the living room right next to the kitchen. he flipped the light switch and made his way to the far end of your living room before picking up a small necklace you had sat on an end table.

you’d gotten it at the thrift store. you went there to find some cheap things to decorate your new home with and couldn’t resist the beautiful piece.

he held it up and you just frowned.

“i’m connected to it.”

he held the necklace and came back to meet you in the kitchen, making sure to shut the living room light off behind him. he held out his hand to you and you let him drop the piece of jewelry into your hand.

“what do you mean?”

he picked up the glass of water he had gotten for you and took a drink, “i’m dead.”

you laughed, “no, i’m serious. why are you in my house? i should call the police.”

he shrugged, “call them if you want to start yourself a bad reputation in this town. they won’t find anything when they get here.”

you shifted your feet and stared at him. it wouldn’t hurt to humor him a little, would it?

“you can’t be dead. ghosts can’t hold stuff.” you motioned to the cup or water in his hand.

“we can’t?” he raised an eyebrow, “where’d you hear that?”

you frowned, “it’s common knowledge. it says so on literally every paranormal tv show.”

he set the glass back down and waved a hand dismissively at you, “please, you believe that shit?”

the frown remained on your face as you nodded, “what other sources would i have?”

he smiled, “you’ve got me now.”

he could see the doubt still covering your face and he sighed.

“don’t believe me?” you shook your head and he never broke eye contact as all of the lights in your house went dark. the ones in the kitchen and the ones from the hallway, your house was pitch black.

you heard him chuckle as you let out a sound of surprise and fear and just as quickly as they were off, the lights came back on.

you stared at him for a minute as you tried to rationalize the events in your mind. it must have been coincidence. it was an old house, the salesman had told you you’d have to get some wiring redone. that was probably it.

“if,” you began, cursing yourself for stuttering, “if you can do that, why’d you use the light switch earlier?”

he frowned in confusion.

“when you went to get this,” you held the necklace up, “use turned the light switch on and off with your hand. why?”

he shrugged, “i don’t like using my powers a lot. sometimes it’s nice to feel like a normal person again.”

you nodded, still slightly skeptical. you hated yourself for thinking as you were, but most of you believed him. you didn’t know why, but every word that left his mouth felt honest.

“so, what? you’re like a genie in a bottle? whoever has your necklace has you?”

he nodded, “sort of. i can actually carry it myself if i want to, go wherever i wanna go, but i like letting it find it’s place naturally.” a smile crossed his features, “brings me to people like you.”

you nodded, encouraging him to continue.

“i’m stuck to wherever it is, but that’s not a big deal considering i can carry it myself.”

you nodded again, taking in the information. you crossed the kitchen and reached up to the drawer the boy had taken a cup out of earlier and grabbed your own, filling it with water and walking past him into the living room. he followed you, the full cup from before in his hand.

“why’d you get another glass?”

you shrugged as you sat down on the couch, leaving enough room for him to sit beside you.

“that ones yours.”

he spoke in a teasing tone, “i thought ghosts couldn’t drink.”

you rolled your eyes and to your surprise, a smile found its way onto your lips.

“so i’m stuck with you now?” you teased.

“no,” he teased back, “you could always give the necklace to someone else, but something tells me you’re going to keep it.”

it wouldn’t matter if you gave the necklace away anyway, he decided, he would just pick it up and find his way back to you.

“okay, ghost boy.” you reached your hand out to shake his, “what’s your name?”

you were shocked at how cold his hand felt in your own, but it wasn’t an uncomfortable cold. it was almost calming.

“chan.”

you woke up the next morning convinced meeting the strange boy was just a dream, but you were quickly reminded that it was not by his voice calling your name from the kitchen.

you jumped off your bed and hurried to get dressed to meet chan, who had spent the night on the couch despite having no actual need to sleep, in the kitchen.

to your pleasant surprise, he had already got to work at making the two of you some breakfast. you chucked at how easily he found things around your kitchen.

“it’s like you know where i put stuff better than i do.”

you surprised yourself with the friendly opening. you met him only a couple hours prior to that moment but you already found yourself being friendly with him. he was someone that was easy to be nice to. he was charming, even.

“i do.”

“what, is good memory a special ghost power?” you teased.

“no.” he shrugged, placing two plates on the table and motioning for you to sit down, “i’m just smarter than you.”

you glared at him as you took your seat but it didn’t last long. chan carried the hot pan from the stove and slid two perfectly done pancakes onto your plate. you moved to go to the fridge to grab syrup and butter, but he motioned for you to stay seated and retrieved the items himself.

day one and he was already proving to be a great roommate.

you ate silently by yourself for a few minutes before chan slipped into the seat across from you after putting his own food on his plate. despite you beginning before him, chan finished his food first. it was weird to you that he did things like ate and drank when he had no need to. from what you’d learned the night before, he doesn’t even have good tastebuds as a ghost, so it’s not like he could fully enjoy anything he eats. you understood his reason, though, of wanting to feel normal and alive.

the following few mornings, you woke up to the same thing. chan in the kitchen making whatever he was making for breakfast that morning. the days went the same too, talking or just watching movies and hanging out with chan. it was nice. you liked his company.

but alas, weekends end and you have school and work to go to when they do.

“can i come with?”

you chuckled, “chan, it’s a closed seminar. you’re only allowed in if you’re a student.”

he pouted, “would he even notice? you said your classes are huge.”

you threw on your coat and opened the door, “i don’t know.”

he followed behind you, shutting the door and locking it behind the two of you. you glanced at him in confusion, “i said no, chan.”

he shrugged, “i can still walk you there and wait for you until it’s done.” he smiled, pointing to the necklace around your neck, “plus, with than on you i kind of have to go wherever you do.”

you looked down at the jewel around your neck, chan had insisted you try it on the night before and you hadn’t taken it off.

you chose not to reply as you started your walk in the direction of your university.

it wasn’t a long walk, only a couple of minutes. you’d purposely chosen an apartment close to campus to avoid travel fees.

the trees and buildings you walked past virtually every day were so interesting to chan, though, that the walk took double the time due to his stopping and staring.

“it’s just a tree, chan.” you laughed.

“yeah,” he replied, “but i haven’t seen a cherry blossom tree in,” he paused, “i don’t really know how long.”

when you finally arrived, thankfully still on time, you tried to take the necklace off and hand it to chan so he could go home or explore some more instead of being stuck around your campus, but he refused.

“i like the way it looks on you.” he grinned, “i’ll be fine waiting here.”

you ignored the fluttery feeling in your stomach at his words and waved him goodbye as you entered the building. immediately, you were attacked by your friend with questions. apparently she’d seen you walk up with chan and you walking with a boy was headline news.

“when did you meet him?”

“last night.”

her eyes widened, “you only met last night and he’s already walking you to class?”

you nodded, deciding not to mention that he also lived with you. maybe you should have lied about how you met. you’d have to lie anyway, it’s not like you could tell everyone he was a ghost.

class went quickly and it wasn’t long before you were walking out of the school and scanning the yard for chan. you locked eyes with him just as he stood up from the bench he was on with a smile and began walking towards you. he spoke first.

“can we go to a cafe?”

“what?”

“i haven’t been out in public with someone in forever, please?” he begged, “i didn’t ever make myself known to the last like 4 people who had the necklace so i never got to do things like go to cafes or shops and interact.”

you smiled but your eyebrows furrowed, “you didn’t? why did you introduce yourself so quickly to me, then?”

he shrugged, he did that a lot, “i knew you’d be fun.”

fun? if he considered sitting inside and watching movies or sleeping all day as you usually did was fun, then he was in for a great. otherwise, he might be disappointed.

you nodded and started in the direction of your favorite coffee shop. it was a little further away than other places, but it was worth the walk. chan was less distracted this time, evidently he’d wondered and marveled at enough trees and skyscrapers to satisfy him while you were in class. instead, you held easy conversation the whole way. it still surprised you how easily words flowed when speaking to him. conversation wasn’t awkward and you never ran out of things to say or out of energy to listen to him talk.

you actually really liked listening to him talk. he had a nice voice.

you opened the door to the cafe and chan followed you inside and right up to the counter. there wasn’t a line, so it was your turn to order right away.

“hi,” you greeted the girl at the register, “can i have a caramel mocha please?”

she nodded and turned to chan, “and you?”

his eyes widened and he looked to you for help, “uhm, i don’t-“ he muttered the rest of the words, “i don’t know what i like.” before turning back to the register. “same as her, please.”

you payed and went to sit down and chan lightly shoved you for laughing at him.

“i got nervous. i didn’t have time to think and i don’t remember what i used to get.”

you laughed, “ghosts are supposed to be scary, not cute nervous wrecks.”

he pouted but didn’t have time to reply as the barista called your name to pick up the drinks. you went to stand to grab them, but chan was up and nearly at the counter before you could even fully stand.

he couldn’t remember what kind of coffee he liked but he still remembered how to be a gentleman, interesting.

you brought the cup to your lips as you watched him take a drink of his own, smiling when he hummed pleasantly at the taste. good thing you ordered something he liked for him to copy off of you.

weeks went by with you living with chan and it stopped feeling weird after a while and started feeling normal. you didn’t know if it was the move of houses or the boy in the house that made you feel safer here than your last home, but it was something.

you’d learned a lot about him in the time you’d spent together. you learned that he was from australia, which you could tell by his accent, and that he died in a car accident. he didn’t want to talk specifics, and you didn’t press it.

you also learned just how charming he was. only a few days into knowing him, he began flirting and making subtly hints towards you. you laughed it off, he was just a playful guy, but that didn’t stop your heart from racing every time he reached for your hand or called you baby.

you knew it was an issue for you to develop feelings for him, not only had you known him for so short of a time but he wasn’t even human. still, you couldn’t deny the butterflies that danced in your stomach when you heard his laugh.

sometimes you thought that maybe, just maybe, the way he acted meant he felt the butterflies too.

like the moments he pulled you close into his side while watching a movie.

“if you’re cold i can get more blankets.” you spoke up at him, face resting against his chest.

“i don’t get cold. i just wanted to hold you.”

or the first time he held your hand.

he was walking you to class as he always did and suddenly you felt his hand grab yours.

“it’s crowded and i don’t want to get lost.” he said, but you knew that was bogus. he would always know where you were so long as you had his necklace on.

still, you let him hold your hand the whole way to school and you continued to let him hold your hand on every walk and any other time he felt inclined to do so.

you were walking hand in hand back from your university when the problems first started.

some boy you didn’t recognize walked right up to you and chan, and you knew immediately that he was no good. you couldn’t pinpoint it, but something about him put you on edge.

that was the first time chan made you take off his necklace.

he turned to you as the man approached, “y/n, give me the necklace.”

you frowned, fingers flying up to fiddle with the jewel at the end, “what?”

“take it off and give it to me and go home. i’ll meet you there.”

you did as he said because between the uncomfortable feeling revolving around the man approaching you and the way chan had never used that tone with you made you panic and you really didn’t know what to do other than to listen to his words.

you unclipped the necklace and jogged home, and chan arrived not long after you. he took his place beside you on the couch and moved your hair aside so he could place the necklace back where it belonged.

“who was that?” you asked.

he wrapped his arm around you and pulled you into his side, “doesn’t matter. what matters is you’re safe.”

he leaned down and placed a soft kiss to the top of your head and held you like that until morning.

the one time freaked you out enough, but it kept happening more and more. every single time, chan would say the same thing. “give me the necklace and go home.” and every time you obeyed because every time whoever was walking towards you two scared the shit out of you before they even got within 10 feet of you.

of course it scared you to leave chan alone, too, especially when they came in groups. you figured they had something to do with a ghost thing, why else would they know chan? because of this, you knew it was best to let him deal with it. and he always did, he dealt with it and met you home after a while and held you until you felt better. he always came home and made you feel safe.

until they started coming to your home, too.

you were sitting on your couch watching movies with chan as usual, but you weren’t paying attention. instead, you were focused on his laugh and the way just being around him made you happy.

he reached to you and his fingers grazed your collar bones as he held the gold chan in his hands. he slipped the necklace out from under your shirt so that it was sitting in plain sight before moving his hand to rest on your shoulder, holding you securely against him.

“don’t hide it. i like seeing it on you.”

you smiled up at him, you liked seeing it on yourself too. it reminded you of him.

the soft moment was cut short by a banging at your door. you stood to answer it, but chan grabbed your arm and pulled you to sit back down. he held his hand out and that plus the wave of anxiety that hit you let you know what was happening. you unclipped the necklace and placed it into his hand. he bent down and placed a kiss to your forehead before moving through the house to open the door.

you heard as he opened the door and stepped out, closing it behind him. for the first time, you could kind of hear the interaction between chan and the strange men. you couldn’t make out words, but you knew they were speaking, and it sounded like chan was angry.

that wasn’t what frightened you the most, though. what terrified you was when you heard a loud slam and someone cry out in pain. it wasn’t chan, you thought you’d recognize the voice if it was, but still.

that was all you had to hear before covering your ears tight with your hands and waiting for chan to come back wipe the tears away, to take the anxiety filling your stomach away and make you feel safe again.

it wasn’t long before chan was stepping back into the house and rushing over to you, cradling you in his arms.

“who are they, chan?” you managed to get out between whimpers.

he just held you tighter, “they’re nothing to worry about, i promise. i’ll keep you safe baby, always. no matter what i have to do, i’ll keep you safe.”

you felt his arms grab you as he picked you up and carried you to your bed, crawling in beside you. he hesitated as he secured the necklace back around your neck and let you bury your face in his chest until you fell asleep.

usually, chan would sleep too, just for the sake of sleeping next to you, but that night he didn’t even shut his eyes.

for the first time since chan had began sleeping in the same room as you, he was next to you when you woke up. usually he would be up and making breakfast, but he was still right next to you with his arm around you and his fingers playing with your hair.

“good morning.” you smiled at him.

he did his best to smile back, “good morning angel.”

he sat there for a moment admiring you before sitting up.

“get dressed.” he called to you, “i want to go somewhere.”

you did as he said before meeting him at the front door. it didn’t strike you as odd, chan liked to go out with you often.

“where are we going?”

“just to the park.”

you held your hand out for him to take and you missed the pain that crossed his features as he took the invitation and lead you from your door and onto the street.

he played with your fingers as the two of you walked in comfortable silence, enjoying the morning air and being alone together.

he stopped when he reached the same cherry blossom tree he marveled over the first time you’d taken him out. you laughed as he stared at it for a moment.

he was so pretty.

he turned to you and grabbed you by the elbows, pulling you close to him. you laughed as he did so, not bothering or wanting to try to put space between yourselves.

“you know,” he smiled softly as he spoke down to you, your faces only inches apart, “it’s said that you can feel a ghosts energy.”

you tilted your head in confusion and he continued.

“you can tell if they’re good or if they want to hurt you.” he smiled, “that’s why you weren’t scared of me when we met. you knew i just wanted to protect you.”

you chuckled, “why are you telling me this how?”

“i’ve always wanted to protect you, and i’ll do whatever i can to do that.”

the happiness from before was slowly leaving you and being replace by confusion and fear as you saw his eyes behind to well up.

“why are you saying this?”

“baby, you know i love you, right?”

you nodded, tears of your own filling your eyes as he rested his forehead against yours, “i know. i love you too.”

he smiled at your words, softly closing the gap between you two and connecting his lips to yours. he lingered for a moment before pulling away.

“i’ll do anything to protect you, even if that means losing you.”

you shook your head, “chan, what are you-“

“it’s better this way, baby.”

he reached behind your neck and unhooked the necklace, holding it in his palm. you reached for it back but he held his fist tight.

“even when you forget me, i will always love you, okay?”

“chan, please don’t,” you started to understand what he was planning, “please don’t leave me.”

“it’s dangerous if i stay. they’re drawn to me, and if i’m with you they’ll always come for you, too.”

“i don’t care, i don’t-“

he hushed you, “i know you don’t baby, but i can’t keep putting you in danger because i’m selfish.”

the tears that threatened to fall from your eyes finally did, and he wiped them away with his thumb.

“can you shut your eyes for me?”

you shook your head no but allowed his thumbs to close your eyelids. you felt his lips against your forehead and you squeezed your eyes shut. when you opened them you were in your bedroom. you were overwhelmed by frustration and pain for a moment before you seemed to lose your train of though. why were you crying? and when did you get back to your room? last you remembered, you were grabbing a glass of water from your new kitchen, struggling to remember which cupboard you’d put all your cups in...

[tumblunni]

Hhhh bunni legs pain accomplishment day

I HAVE FINISHED THE SHOPPING OF HELL

Tfw u only get paid 4 days before christmas and have to rush everything aaaa

It was bad enough today so i'm so glad i got it done before it got even more busy!

Misc boring essentials i bought for myself: new phone charger cos broken, new trousers cos i spilt hair bleach on my only two pairs, new shoes cos my left shoe literally snapped in half down the middle like wtf even happened there, cheap pink hair dye from a discount store cos i wanna try different colours but in a thrifty way

Now for EXCITING CHRISTMAS PRESENT TIME!!!!

First off SO MANY pc and xbox 360 games from Every Charity Shop In Cardiff, St Mellons, Rumney and Llanrumney. My sis has been trying to find some games to play but was like 'dont worry about it i can just wait til the charity shop gets something good'. So i thought i'd get some stocking stuffers via all the charity shops on my side of town. By our powers combined we will blitz the entire vale of glamorgan's discount gaming scene!!! I found SO MANY good stuff for £1/£2/£3 like holy shit i love when charity shops dont know the proper price for shit XD

speaking of which i also found a WEBCAM for £2! If its that cheap it probanly isnt great but itd still be fun to play around with! :D and the same store also had an old vintage G1 My Little Pony coffee mug in excellent condition. Oh god the nostalgia! My support worker gave me a lift to llanrumney so i had to awkwardly explain why i had an armful of weird 80s mugs and big teary eyes!

Speaking of vintage, i found this new vintage toys and games shop in cardiff called Galactic Attic! The name hooked me in and then they actually DID have pokemon inside! As well as all sorts of stuff ranging from 40s to 90s, wow! There was even a lil pile of old 90s gaming magazines in the corner, covered up by a bunch of boxes. I'm glad i noticed them! I got the announcemt issues for pokemon diamond pearl and platinum in a weird old pokemon fan magazine that i loved as a kid. Im kinda sad that nowadays we just have one official magazine fpr each console and not the wild madness of amateaur journalists failing horribly to get news from japan. Shame they didnt have Beckett Pokemon cos that one was infamous fot drawing its own terrible interpretations of pokemon sprites to avoid copyright. And speaking of terrible, they even had bootleg pokemon!! I talked to the cashier and he was like "you know those are fake right" and i was like "yeah its so nostalgic thats why i want em" and he was like "lol yeah they actually sell pretty well so i'm not mad my supplier ripped me off". It was a pretty good and awesomely terrible fake at the same time? There was this exact replica of some japanese display stand for the product and then the actual pokeball toys looked perfect BUT the mini pokemon inside were.. Really not. I am so damn happy with the surprise inside my one, surprise inside has never been more accurate! I can't take a picture now cos my phone is charging but REGICHEETO. Just..just imagine that, and whatever you're imagining it is probably worse. I love it so fuckin much. Also less hilariously there were some bootleg mini pika plushies with actually (as far as i can tell) their own unique design? They have cute lil winter scarves and an art style that reminds me of the Magical Pokemon Adventure manga. A really cute and good bootleg that i would have loved to see as a real product! The only way you can even tell its a bootleg is because there's no marking on the tail. I dunno, maybe if i still have some brown fabric in the cupboard i could fix it? Or maybe its unique tail makes it even more special! I mean there's Cosplay Pikachu with its double tail marking so maybe this is her cousin Accessory Pikachu with no markings? He just likes wearing scarfs and hats and stuff. OMG HE'S THE POKEMON GO EVENT PIKACHU!!!!!!

Along the miscness of finding a few things for myself, i also found: cute lil pokemon pencilcase, kingdom hearts blind bag, cheap copy of Fruits Basket volume 1 cos the new remake is coming out soon and i wanna Get Hype! The KH blind bag was really weird cos i didnt know they now have an entirely different set as well as the keychains i bought before. Its kind of a shame the art style doesnt match cos vexen is only in the keychains, alas! But i do really love these ones! Theyre apparantly made by funko pop but dont have the art style AT ALL, they just look like really accurate versions of the characters in mini form. Its kinda like the 'distance animation' style in steven universe? (Incidentally they also do SU ones but they missed the opportunitu to actually use the distance style, lol) I got a Sora in his kh2 outfit and i'm decently happy with that, its not one i really wanted but its not a bad one either. But i think now i've tried the fun of surprise once i'll just buy the actual ones i want off ebay later. They have roxas in his organization outfit! With a happy smile!!!

Oh oh and then EVEN MORE XBOX GAMES OF THE WILD THRIFT STORE VOID! i managed to find the whole fable series, two assassins creeds, saints row, gta, some misc shooter games and racers that she wanted but i dont know much about, mass effect 2 and ff13. I think maybe one or two others cos i cant fully remember right now. Theyre all in separate bags strewn across the room and my shoulders feel like death so i'll sort through them later.

Aaaand i wrote up like 14 paragraphs more but tumblr didnt save my draft fpr some fuckin reason and now im way too tired to do it again

Briefer summary:

* had a huge horrible panic attack getting stuck in a skyscraper shopping centre clothes place full of screaming and every perfume smell and WHY DO I HAVE TO NAVIGATE THIS HELL MAZE TO FIND THE ESCALATOR and seriously i was my most primal animalistic self and i went full fight or flight on this bitch

* had a lovely time visiting Cool Shop Grandma and rambled the story of how i met her and how we became friends but hhh too tired to rewrite. But anyway today i gave her a christmas pikachu plush as thanks for everything and cos her shop is moving on to its next location soon. She got really teary and gave me a big hug! She's gonna be at a comic con in march so i hope i'm able to go to that and see her again.

* went on a wild goose chase looking for harry potter merchandise and eventually found a gold plated replica of the movie prop version of the time turner and HELL YES my sis will love it!

* rambled about several market stalls that were cool but i can make a separate post about that in the morning when i find their contact details to advertise them

* got a plushie delibird and decided to take selfies with it everywhere to try and fight my social anxiety somehow. We went to a neat lil restaurant and had cheesy fries and a coke float!

* asked for a refund on an item for the first time ever and im proud of myself

* went off on a mystery bus trip to buy a preowned 3ds and pokemon games from a lady in an online preowned stuff facebook group and it didnt go horribly and i am glad! She was really nice and i witnessed A Good And Smart Parenting Moment and man it healed my heart and i wish i'd been raised that way. Again i'll probably ramble about the details later when im less tired, it really touched my heart seriously! And now i have MANY GIFTS FOR SIS!

* in total i was out present shopping from 9am to 8pm and i clicked my shoulder out of its socket for a split second from.all the heavy bags. Now im in a lot of aches and i need a sleeps

The End