#even after studying like crazy. it was painful and just. I don't wanna fail like that again

[asmodeus-snoof]

thinking about dedede to cope with the fact that tomorrow is my math final and I need to pass it

[giorno-plays-piano]

Cry Little Sister Part 2

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings: yandere, obsession, non-consensual drug use, sex pollen, non-con, both reader and Peter are adults, kinda slight incestuous undertones (the characters aren’t related, though).

Words: 2805.

Summary: Your adopted older brother is not as nice as he seems, but no one is willing to believe you.

Part 1

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"No, Peter... s-stop." You moaned, half-asleep still as you felt somebody snuggling closer to you from behind. "Go away... No."

The boy beside you only hummed contentedly, pressing a kiss to the back of your neck and clinging to you. God, how did he sneak into your room? You not only locked it, but also moved your wardrobe to block the door. Even if Peter could somehow force the lock, how did he move back the wardrobe without waking you up? It was impossible.

Yet here you were, laying on the bed with your older adopted brother holding you like a big toy. Although you knew it was wrong and you had to push him away, strangely, you felt too groggy to move as if you simply couldn't fully wake up. What the hell was happening?

"You feel so soft." Peter's voice sounded gentle when he caressed your belly through the fabric of your pyjamas, trailing little kisses down your neck. "I want to sleep with you like that every night."

You groaned in response, trying to move his hand but failing miserably. "Ohh, fuck off, Peter. You're my brother."

"Yeah, and you should let your older brother do as he pleases." The soft murmur made you suddenly moan while the boy started slowly massaging your breasts, pressing his thumbs to your nipples and drawing a loud sigh from you. "Yes, like that. I'm gonna make you feel real good, baby girl."

You opened your eyes and moved away a little from him as you felt Peter letting go of you, but he just crawled down, separating your legs and getting in between, pressing his nose to your crotch covered by your pyjama pants. His warm breath made you squirm, but his hands on your thighs held you in place, making it impossible for you to escape. What was he doing? Before you had a chance to ask him, Peter pressed a kiss to your mound and rubbed his face against it. Was he moaning?

You reached out to his head and attempted to push him away, but it felt like you had no strength left in your body. For some reason, waking up this morning seemed almost impossible.

Peter had already tugged the elastic of your pants down, licking his lips at the sight of your bare pussy in front of him and leaning closer to have a lick. You mewled at the pleasant feeling of his wet tongue on your skin. Shit, it was so good.

Gently sucking your clit and touching it with his teeth just a bit to make you shiver, Peter used his fingers to caress your folds as you quickly grew wet, your breath becoming ragged. What would your parents say if they saw you two like that?

"Peter, please, stop." You whispered to him, pleading the boy to stop. "I'll... I'll tell dad."

For a second he detouched himself from your pussy, licking his lips and letting out a chuckle. "I bet he's gonna be happy you finally have a decent boyfriend."

You clenched your teeth as Peter returned to eating you out. Shit, it was so good. He was so good, licking you, sucking, kissing, making you go crazy with his tongue dancing in between your lower lips and then sticking it inside your core while you grasped your pillow in your hands, moaning like a fucking slut beneath Peter, your lovely older brother who kept stalking you even when you moved out from your parents' house and went studying in college. Oh no, no, it shouldn't feel so good, it shouldn't f-feel...

"Aaaahh!" You let out a high-pitched whimper, feeling you were getting close and bucking your hips. Suddenly, Peter stopped, flashing you a grin after he kissed your clit. "No, please!"

"You want to cum, sweetheart?" He cooed lovingly, rubbing circles on your mound while you tried riding his hand to finally reach your orgasm. "I'm so sorry, but you have to say you love your dear brother if you want to cum. Will you say that, dear?"

"N-no, I can't." You shook your head, keeping your eyes close and whining as the boy withdrew his hand completely. "No, Peter, please, I need to cum, I need to!"

"I know, sweetheart. You gotta say how much you love me and I'll make you cum." His taunting whisper was making you even more wet. "Want to cum on my tongue, dear? Want me to lick your pussy clean, huh?"

You bit your tongue, hoping the pain would make pleasure fade away, but the boy only smiled and kept teasing your clit with his fingers, watching you shake your hips again when you tried to make him speed up. Nevertheless, he refused letting you come before you said the right words, and with that delicious pressure building up so fast he made you go insane.

Next minute you couldn't take it anymore, pressing his head to your crotch and whining, "I love you, Peter! I love you so, so much!"

His devilish green made you want to straddle his face as the boy snuggled closer to you, his two fingers getting inside your aching core while he sucked on your clit, speeding up more and more while you moaned on the top of your voice. It was so good, so tender and sweet as Peter kept eating you out while his other hand was on your thigh. Your legs felt numb, and suddenly the tension inside of you broke as you cummed, screaming his name and grasping his dark disheveled hair.

You cried out your bliss when Peter kept drinking you juices gushing down your thighs, pinning you to bed. He licked you clean, smiling and kissing your lower belly as you were slowly coming down from your high, staring at the white ceiling above you. Oh shit. You let him eat you out, and you weren't even sure you didn't want it.

"You could ride my face every morning if you wanted to." Peter murmured to you, getting up and clinging to you. His kiss felt warm, and you could feel your own taste on his tongue. "I love eating out my little sister's pussy."

"Peter, you're gross." You grunted, closing your eyes and pressing your head to his chest. "Stop saying that like we're related."

"Isn't it more fun that way?"

You sighed, feeling the boy dropping a kiss to your forehead. Everything was odd, starting from the way you woke up and finishing with that weakness you still felt, unable to move. That bastard did something to you, right? Oh God, having him visit you was a really bad idea, and you cursed youself for believing Peter's words he would do no harm to you.

Well, technically, he didn't.

"Do you wanna fuck?" He murmured, rubbing himself against your lower belly and kissing the top of your head. You looked at his slightly pink face, knowing you don't have enough strength to push him away. "Come on, sweetheart, I wanna have some more."

"You're out of your mind." You answered and felt so damn good when the boy kept rubbing his cock against your swollen clit.

"I'll fuck the shit out of you sooner or later anyway." He chuckled darkly all of a sudden, his lips on yours before you could protest. He loved seeing you like that, a boneless mess beneath him, warm and unable to fight him. Cuddling with you like that before having sex was the best thing he could ever have, he thought, clamping your ass with his hand and deepening the kiss.

Shit, were you growing wet again? You had just cum.

"Wait, wait, Peter." You inhaled loudly when he let go of you. "Why are you doing all this? We've agreed if I play your little sister, you'll be good to me."

"That was when you were in school."

The thick, already leaking with precum tip of his cock was slowly entering your throbbing pussy as you whined, Peter's arms preventing you from moving away again. Shit, he was serious. He was going to fuck you.

It was easier to take him after such an intense orgasm, but still a bit painful, and the boy stilled, letting you get accustomed to his length while he was kissing you feverishly. A coil was tightening in your belly again, your body growing hot. Damn, you adopted brother was having his way with you, and you just layed there, moaning and unable to move. Why did it feel good? Why did your body welcome him?

"You're such a good girl." He cooed, and you tightened around Peter, drawing a quiet moan from him. "See? There's nothing scary. When I make love to you it feels so nice, right?"

You groaned at him, irritated, but bit your lips when he moved inside you, forcing you to clench the bed sheets. He was right, it felt so good to have him inside, rubbing the sensitive walls of your pussy as Peter pounded into you, watching your expression change. It was making you even weaker, forcing you to feel yourself so small and helpless with him on top of you, his gaze dark and receptive. It was making you feel like all you wanted was to be taken care of, stop protesting, and relax while Peter was making love to you, looking at you so possessively and lovingly at the same time. God, what was this boy doing to you? Why did it feel so good?

"Tell me you love me." He suddenly asked, pressing himself closer to you and kissing your face. "Please."

He sounded so needy, biting his lips as he stared down at you. For a second you felt pity for him, snuggling closer to you and asking you to give him at least a little love. Sighing, you twined your arms around his neck and reached out to him, pecking his lips. The boy stilled on top of you.

"I love you, Peter." You said quietly, looking into his deep dark eyes, still refusing to believe you were going to say it. "You scare me, but I think I do."

For a minute you just stayed like that, staring at each other's faces and feeling your warm bodies touching. With his arms on your pillow, Peter wasn't forcing you to stay beneath him anymore, yet you didn't move, watching him, your gaze hazy. When you blinked, you suddenly saw his eyes watering and realized Peter was crying.

What?

He turned his head away immediately, but it was too late as you furrowed your brows at him, laying your hands on the sides of his face. Why was he crying? In the middle of having sex? Was it one more of his tricks to make you pity him or something?

"Peter, look at me." You demanded as you turned his face to you, watching his eyes getting red as tears were streaming down his face. He didn't say a word to you, but you thought he looked... ashamed. Unwilling to show you this side of him. Confused, you gently wiped his cheek with your fingers, unsure of what to say.

As he couldn't bear looking at you, the boy clinged to you, hiding his face in your pillow and slowly starting to move despite still crying a little, and you squirmed beneath him. You couldn't stop him - not that you wanted to do it at this point - but wrapped him in your arms, trying to give him some comfort. Did you do something wrong? You had never seen his eyes wet before except that time when your father accidentally stepped hard on his foot.

"Shhh." You cooed softly at him as Peter slowed down his pace a bit. Caressing his hair as if he were a little boy, you kissed his cheek and heard him sob. Oh dear, he was really crying. "It's okay, Peter. I don't like things you're doing, but you're my family. You will always be."

"Don't you like it?" He whispered as he thrusted partically hard, and you mewled, biting your lower lip. "Like that?"

Moaning, you closed your eyes as he sped up again, kissing your face with his swollen lips, his balls slapping against your pussy with a lewd sound. You didn't know what he had given you last evening, but this thing made you so much more sensitive you couldn't stop mewling, melting from his touch, wanting Peter to do it more, your head still clouded.

"Peter, ahh!" He was becoming more and more relentless, kissing you, hiding his tears. "P-peter, I like it... I like it so much... but it's not right." His tongue tentatively danced with yours as he deepened the kiss to keep you quiet.

When you orgasmed again, the boy kept thrusting down as he chased his own release, growling lowly at the feeling of your sweet pussy tightening around him. Soon he finished too, freezing on the spot as you milked him dry, squeezing your eyes shut and breathing heavily. Despite your worry that he finished inside, he coated your thighs with his hot sticky seed and groaned, finally falling down on your bed.

You spent a few minutes in complete silence, listening to each other's heartbeat slowing returning to normal.

"I thought you didn't care." You whispered to him when Peter cuddled with you again, his hands caressing your back. Your gaze travelled down your body as you looked at his cum glistening on your skin.

"Of course I do." He said, averting his eyes. "I know what you think of me, but I do care about you."

There was desperation to his voice as the boy hid his face, pressing his forehead to your shoulder. You thought he was hugging you like a kid. God, were you seriously warming up to him? Peter was still creepy as hell, and you were pitying him now.

You sighed, burying your fingers in his soft hair and closing your eyes. You had no strength left to try proving something to him - or yourself. You would think about it later, you decided. Now you only wanted to rest.

In a minute or two Peter had finally let go of you, and you felt cold without him by your side as you shivered, covering yourself with a blanket. The boy smiled at you, taking a pack of napkins from your table and snatching a pair. Then he returned to you and carefully put a blanket aside, gently wiping his seed from your thighs. You didn't expect any aftercare, but, apparently, Peter could be way more considerate than he seemed.

"What are you going to do after?" You asked, eyeing him with curiosity.

"Mm? I'm going to return to bed and sleep with you for a couple of hours." He smiled, and you rolled your eyes.

"I mean what are you going to do after that? Do you think you could keep this a secret from mom and dad?"

His smile became even wider, and the boy chuckled, leaning closer to kiss your belly.

"Not sure about dad, but I think mom knows about you and me. Like, she knew from the start." You really wanted to smack his head to wipe that stupid smirk from his face, but his gentle kisses made you too comfortable to react like that, and you simply gave him a pat behind the ear.

"I'm not buying it, Peter. She would never let you do this to me."

"Well, maybe she doesn't know about this yet. But she had definitely accepted what we feel for each other."

"Peter, you're mad. You're my older brother."

"Adopted older brother, that is. Biologically speaking, we're doing nothing wrong."

As he grinned at you, throwing used napkins into a bin and getting back to bed, you just sighed loudly. He was damn impossible.

However, it felt so good when he leaned to you again, covering both of you with a blanket and murmuring something quietly in your ear while you relaxed against him. His warm little touches here and there were pleasant, and you involuntarily pressed your lips to Peter's temple, making him grin.

"You do realize once I return to normal I'll try to kill you for all this?" You asked tiredly and yawned, getting yourself comfortable on the bed. "What did you give me?"

"Don't worry, it was perfectly organic!" The boy hurried to explain and you shushed him, asking him to be quiet as you were slowly drifting off to sleep. "The effects will wash off soon, so you'll have a chance to murder me in cold blood when you wake up."

His gentle laugh was the last thing you heard before you finally fell asleep, your head on Peter's chest as he caressed your hair lovingly.

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Rowing the Rarepair Rowboat: Liv Parker x Georgie Dowling (The Vampire Diaries)

"This class is a joke," Liv says bitterly, glaring at the textbook laid open in front of her.

Occult studies. Ten percent occult and ninety percent studies at this point. Honestly, they're too scared that someone's going to catch on that half of the class and the entire college is filled up with actual witches, not to mention vampires and werewolves, that they don't bother teaching anything interesting. 

"Yeah, well, I told you that you wouldn't like it," Luke says without looking up from his own work. He's laying back on Liv's bed, steadily and easily making his way through his own assignments. 

Liv directs her glare to him and wryly says, "Thank you, that was so helpful."

"It's what you get for refusing to let me take the LSATS because it meant I'd move away from you." He looks up at her now, flashing a sarcastic smile. "If I have to take boring college courses, like history and English lit, then you have to suck up the butchering of our entire existence. We're in this together, remember?"

Using her own words against her is a dick move. Still, there isn't exactly room for her to argue; she did talk him out of the LSATS in order for them to be able to attend this college. But in her defence, they were on a search for the dopplegangers at that point and she was pretty sure they weren't at Harvard. 

Saying nothing rather than admit he's right, she turns back to her textbook. Then she slams it closed, to which Luke just chuckles at, evidently finding amusement in her frustration. A shock zips beneath her fingertips, she groans, and the textbook flies across the room -- just as the door opens. The girl freezes in the doorway with wide eyes. 

"Whoa! Uh... sorry," she says uncertainly. Her eyes dart from Liv's sheepish expression to Luke. "I was just... coming to see if you were still up for that coffee we were talking about earlier?"

Luke breathes out a sigh of relief and immediately puts his books down, and swings himself off of the bed. "God yes. Free me, Georgie, I'm begging you, or else I will literally go insane."

Georgie laughs. She points at Liv, her eyebrows raising. "Hey, uh... you're Liv, right? God, you two really are twins, huh?"

Liv gives a thin smile. "As far as I'm aware. But I clearly got all of the good looks and about seventy percent of the intelligence."

Georgie's gaze lingers, giving her a subtle once-over as her smile stretches into a faint smirk. She nods.

"Yeah, I can see the looks part. Good is an understatement, though."

"I am right here," Luke says, throwing his hands out. 

They both roll their eyes. Georgie turns back to him.

"Shut up, you know you're adorable," she tells him, to which he rolls his eyes back at her but smiles. "But as a flaming bisexual who leans more towards girls, your sister is winning this competition of attractiveness." She looks back over at Liv and shrugs, grinning at her. "Sorry to be blunt on our first meeting. I'm sure you have a really nice personality as well."

Luke scoffs. "She does not. Trust me."

He ignores the rather impolite hand gesture Liv aims at him. Grabbing his coat from the chair, he motions his head to the door.

"You coming?" he asks Georgie. 

"Mhm." She pauses to ask Liv, "Do you wanna come with? We're probably just gonna go to that little cafe across from campus."

When Liv hesitates, glancing at the textbook now on the floor on the other side of the room, Georgie gestures at it. 

"Oh, I can, you know, help you make up for any lost time studying," she says. "What classes are you taking? I don't see you in history."

"Occult studies."

Georgie's face lights up like a kid on Christmas day. "Are you kidding? There's a class for that? Oh, I am so switching my major, what the hell?" She swats Luke's arm. "Why didn't you tell me that was an option?"

"Because I didn't want you two meeting for this exact reason," Luke responds, joking. At least partially. "Now, can we please go?"

Georgie gives him another eye roll, and starts to speak. Liv beats her to it, talking directly to her with bright smile, "You know what? I would love to come with you. Some caffeine could really help me focus."

"Doubtful," Luke mutters with a displeased look, but he doesn't complain any further about her tagging along. Just throws her hoodie at her and motions for her to be quick about getting ready. "I'll be downstairs. Georgie?" 

She's still staring at Liz, a curious look on her face to match that twitching smile on her lips. Okay, Liv thinks, merely raising her eyebrows back at her. This could be interesting. Whitmore has been fairly boring ever since they stopped the travellers, prevented Kai from destroying their coven, drove some crazy-ass heretics out of town, and took down a supernatural hunter with a shaman curse to kill all vampires. Her life could use a little more mystery every so often, and it's been long enough since the last one. 

"Georgie," Luke repeats, exasperation slipping into his voice.

"Yep." She backs away now, biting her lip, then turns to leave. She pats Luke's shoulder on the passing, and in what is probably meant to be an attempt at a whisper, says, "Tell me she's single."

Luke closes his eyes and groans. Liv tries to supress a snicker but fails, even as the base of her neck heats up, a gentle flush creeping up to her cheeks. She just presses her lips together in a pleased smile, but raises her eyebrows in a facade of nonchalance. 

"Get out," Luke says, shaking his head. "Just... go, before I start looking for a spell to make the earth swallow me."

Georgie throws her one last glance before walking out of the room. Luke sighs, then wheels right around to point a finger at Liv. 

"I do not want another Tyler situation, all right?" he warns. "He was actually my friend until you started dating him, so, if you have any feelings for Georgie at all, please, for the love of god... just don't do anything dumb, okay?"

Liv rolls her eyes. "I won't! I don't even know the girl."

"Mhm." Luke just gives a certain kind of stare that she knows very well -- the same one she's given him on multiple occassions as well. They're used to trying to steer each other clear of friends that could become potential hook-ups. "Just dial down the flirting."

"That's my natural personality," Liv quips, shrugging. 

Luke's expression is mildly pained. He just waves her off, evidently not able to deal with any of this right now, and follows after Georgie. Liv quickly pulls on her hoodie and follows, scraping her hair out of the back of the hoodie and into the scrunchie tied around her wrist as she hurries after them. She can just take Georgie up on her offer to help her with her assignment later. 

[creekqueen27]

Control (Pennywise x Reader) 3

Pennywise/human form pov.

The familiar beat flows from the radio, a smirk on my face as I play around with my food, singing to the radio and dancing in my seat.

Hit It!

Nah, na na na nah

Here comes the hot stepper, murderer

I'm the lyrical gangster, murderer

The car travels towards the edge of Dexter, interstate 95 visible to the right. Countless cars zooming down the popular highway.

Pick up the crew in-a de area, murderer

Still love you like that, murderer

A very lit up house comes just into view, without a doubt it's the destination for tonight. People are standing outside, so tiny from this far away.

No no we don't die, yes we multiply

The car finally arrives on the pull off for the house, everyone immediately getting out and stretching our legs. My eyes glance at everyone taking them in. A familiar face causes me to double take, and the words leave my mouth so fast I can't even think about them.

I breathe out a laugh when I see her, the girl from the barrens, standing and flirting with some guy.

(Her outfit and hair)

Extraordinary, juice like a strawberry

Money to burn baby, all of the time

"Yo, Roman, you already got your eyes on a girl?" A voice from the left side of me tears my attention away from the barrens girl with a laugh. How pissed would she be if I got her in bed and then she found out it was me? I can't help but give her one last look before telling the guys I'll catch up with them later. I need to find out what she's doing here so she doesn't fuck my night up.

....

Reader pov

The volume of the music is so loud, you can nearly feel the bass. Multiple parked cars litter the front lawn, some beginning to spill over into the back lawn. The medium sized, three story house wouldn't be able to see what's coming even if it were to slap it in the face with an explanation. I feel eyes on me as I turn and see a guy in a dark colored t-shirt staring at me with a smirk.

The intensity of his gaze makes me a little uncomfortable, angry and moist all at once.

I'll take my time with you, handsome. I return the smirk, looking him over with satisfaction before looking back at the tall, somewhat muscular guy standing in front of me. I fake a shiver, pouting up at him. "I'm kind of cold.." I say quietly, shyly looking away. Almost immediately I'm covered in his jacket. As he starts to lead me inside, I glance in the direction of the cute guy who was staring at me before, only to find him still looking at me but now he's standing alone against the car where his friends used to be. I'm forced to look away as I walk up the steps and into the house. The music is even louder, the atmosphere is hot and care free. Dancing bodies fill nearly all free space on the ground floor. A few couples are scattered on the stairs and the second floor. Some doors that are visible are open, showcasing different rooms.

"Wanna drink babe?" I hear close to my ear; I nod as I look up at the guy who gave me his jacket, his skin a beautiful shade of dark mocha. I accept the drink as I continue to study my surroundings and form a plan for feeding.

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Pennywise pov

I've been watching her for hours trying to figure out what she's going to do. If she doesn't do something soon, I'm just going to start my feast with her. I despise having to wait when I'm starving. I look down at my watch, mentally setting a timer for her before faking a laugh for the girl trying to convince me to take her home with me. I continue to keep an eye on her, my patience growing thinner the longer this girl talks. I catch her eye for a split second. She laughed at something that guy said and dances closer to him as he whispers in her ear, moving his hands to her hips and pulling her against him just as the girl in front of me tries to hook her leg around my hip and touch my chest. I push her off me roughly, having enough of this waiting game. I make my way through the crowd straight towards her, keeping my eyes on her the whole time.

Reader POV

I let the guy pull me against him, the alcohol taking a slightly stronger affect than I'd planned, as I see a familiar face standing in the crowd staring me down.

"That your boyfriend?" The guy holding me asks as pointing directly at him. Just as I'm about to answer, someone takes my hands in theirs. I turn and realize that I'm eye level with someone's lower chest. My eyes slowly look up at the familiar face of my apparent admirer.

"Hey, can I talk to you?" He asks with a gorgeous smile, looking down for a second shyly. I can't fight back the smile that breaks across my face as I nod and follow him through the crowd, still holding hands. He leads me to a door in the kitchen and opens it, revealing a dimly lit basement. Even though I'm in no danger what so ever, my heart skips a beat in slight fear. The guy suddenly chuckles and looks down at me as he tightens his grip slightly and leads me down the stairs, before shutting the door behind us. If I were paying more attention, I would have heard him sliding the lock across the door.

The dim light made it difficult to make out everything. A few things were clear; a couch, scattered pillows, chairs. Typical creepy basement. I wrap my arms around myself as I turn to the tall brunette. He comes to stand in front of me, looking down at me. Intensely. I squirm slightly after a few moments as I can't hold his gaze.

"Um.. what did you want to talk about?" I can't believe he's having this effect on me. I was literally here to kill. Now I'm a nervous high schooler again.

"Why are you here?" He asks, inching closer to me as I begin inching away from him, towards the wall, confused and uncomfortable. I stare up at him silently. He sighs, annoyed.

"I know you aren't deaf. And I know you can talk. You have wasted enough of my time. What. Are. You. Doing. Here."

He asks, venom in his voice. I can't seem to find my voice, pure confusion fills my mind. Do I know this dude? "Yes, you know me. Have you forgotten me already?" He chuckles darkly. What the fuck!? This guys crazy

"I'm not crazy, you just scream your thoughts." He says as he rushes towards me, I instinctively jump back, hitting the wall as my fangs defensively show themselves. He grabs at my wrists as I jump and bite at his neck. He shoves me away from himself, and I immediately move to attack him again. I barely knick his skin before I'm thrown at the bottom of the stairs. On instinct, I turn and run up them, jerking the door open-.. pulling at the door frantically trying to turn the knob. Hands grab my hips and lift me as I scream. The grip on my left hip intensifies enough to force me to cry out as the other hand clamps down painfully against my mouth, muffling all sound from me. I fight against the tall male as he half way drags me down the last few steps. Suddenly, I'm slammed against the wall, hard. Hard enough to hurt me. How is he this strong? He can't be human. I struggle against his grip, failing to overpower him as I realize my feet are far off the ground due to him holding me just above his eye level. I look down at him a split second after I hear him giggle accompanied by the quiet sound of bells. I open my eyes and am met by a clown with fiery red hair and glowing eyes. The same eyes that I saw a couple of nights ago when I was feeding. Realization washes over my face, and he notices.

"Now, little girl, I am sick and tired of waiting for you to do something. I'm starving, and I don't want you to get in my way again-" he says, but I cut him off with a scoff.

"Me get in your way??" I nearly laugh in his face. He stares at me, blankly so I continue. "Why are you following me? And, starving, really? You stole half my fucking food just the other night!" Anger begins rising. He simply just smiles at me, making me angrier.

"They were tasty." He chuckles and shakes a bit.

I growl, fighting against him. He shakes his head at me. "You're not going to get away unless I want you to. I haven't exactly decided what to do with you just yet. I could have much use for you..." He taunts, eyes raking down my body slowly.

"Fuck off. Shouldn't you be at some kid's birthday party?" I spat in anger. He quickly meets my eyes.

"You have no idea how much I wish for that." He says, genuinely. I sigh. Who is this clown..

"Oh! Well, I'm pennywise the dancing clown." He states with a wide grin. My eyebrows raise as I study him.

"I'm -name-..." I say quietly, holding his curious gaze as my name leaves his lips in a whisper so quiet it's almost inaudible. I wiggle my right wrist a bit, the tight and harsh grip causing a bit of pain. His eyes leave mine for half a second to glance at the movement before easing up on his grip slightly.

An unknown amount of time passes, the two just staring at one another. "Do you tell people that your names pennywise when you're not dressed as a clown?" I ask quietly. He grins a bit, shaking his head as he simply states 'Roman'. The silence takes over the basement once again, the muffled sound of music the only thing filling the air.

"Are you going to kill me?" I finally ask the question that's been begging to be asked. His gaze suddenly intensifies. I swallow hard, realizing the true potential danger that I could be in.

"Are you here to feed?" He speaks finally. My voice is lost as I silently nod my head. "Good. Follow me." He says, morphing back into the handsome brunette while walking to the steps. I rub my wrists before slowly following him. He leads me through the much smaller yet very drunken crowd, people knocking into us roughly. A few stumbling people separate us and block me from getting through. Just as I think I'm stuck, arms encircle my body and lead me away, keeping me close to them. I don't have to look at them to know it's pennywise, Roman, whoever. The hand on the small of my back encourages me to climb the staircase leading to the second floor of the house. About halfway up, he moves his hand to drape his arm over my shoulders while still leading me up.

He's not seriously going to try to take the entire house by himself..

"Too risky, too many problems. We need to get them to the basement first." He says as if reading my mind. I glance up at him as he walks to a door with a sock on the knob. Muffled sexual moans can be faintly heard as he turns to me and winks before rushing both of us inside and closing the door quickly. We're met with the site of two guys and a girl in bed, drunk and only slightly startled. I look up at pennywise as his eyes glow, and suddenly a huge snake crawls upon the bed, all three screaming and scrambling to get untangled from one another. Pennywise inhales deeply, seemingly pleased with.. something. "Bon appetit, mademoiselle." He says before nearly prancing to the naked trio and attacking. I stand, stunned and still until the potent irony smell of blood hits my nostrils, sending me into a near frenzy. I grab the girl trying to get to the door and slice her neck open, gulping the warm smooth blood, immediately silencing her gurgled screams. When I drop her, I see pennywise already finished with his two. I look up at him as he stalks over to me, bells jingling quietly. "How do we get them into the basement?" I ask, eager for more. He smiles down at me, eyes glowing brightly as I giggle up at him.

I guarded the back door, pennywise stood at the front. His eyes never stopped glowing as everyone from the second floor drunkenly stumbled as fast as they could down to the first floor, leaving everyone confused and startled. People were bumping into each other, screaming as all kinds of horrible things started appearing, terrifying everyone. Pennywise and the creatures basically hearded the group into the kitchen and down the stairs into the basement. I fed on a few brave souls who tried to escape by me. No survivors. His words echoing in my head as I drop the freshly drained body, dragging the two bodies to the door and tossing them down the stairs as I follow pennywise into the basement, him locking the door behind us. I could feel the adrenaline rush into my veins as I waited for the clown to pounce into the crowd before attacking on the opposite side of the group. The feast lasted nearly half an hour. Eventually we made our way to the ground floor of the house and sat down to relax.

"Should we burn this place down?" I ask while watching him light a cigarette in his human form.

He glances at me, shaking his head. "No, they're all in the sewer." I don't speak, trying to figure out what he means. "I made them go to the sewer. I have a few more in depth tricks up my sleeve than your little cosmetic ones, leechy." A bit of spite in his tone as he sits on a chair.

"Um.. okay. Fuck you too, at least I'm not a thief like some circus freaks." I stand to walk out of the house, movement behind me alerts me to him following me.

" I'm independent. You must be just a child, you are entirely dependent on me." I glare at him while he continues. "How are you going to get home? You live in Derry right; that's a hell of a walk from here." I sigh, it's not like I can walk home with blood all over me. "Exactly." He smirks. "After tonight, we're even for the barrens. But you still need my help." I roll my eyes at him.

"Why are you helping me if you hate me?" He stares into my eyes, biting his lip.

"You have the potential to be very useful to me. And you will be indebted to me for tonight. If it weren't for me, you'd have been burned at the stake by now." He holds his hand out, his eyes switching between my own and his outstretched limb. I hesitantly take it, the contact sending a small jolt of what seemed like electricity through my body. The sensation of flying-or falling.. or floating- comes over me as everything goes black.

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Pennywise pov.

She immediately falls unconscious at my touch. She must not have much experience with other creatures, so naive to the world. I search her memory, finding her home and teleporting both of us there. I find her bedroom while snapping my fingers to rid her of any and all evidence of this evening's feast. As I lay her down, I can't help but admire her beauty. From the gorgeous facial features.. the rich and creamy hair color, it's lovely texture.. her full chest, nearly bursting out of her shirt.. the way her entire outfit compliments her so very well..

I shake my head, ridding myself of the thoughts. I teleport to the sewers under Derry, seeing the clothes and scattered remains of the newest victims that safely arrived as I intended. I sigh, the girl creeping her way back into my mind. This has never happened before, she must have some rather important meaning in my life. I soon decide to teleport myself into the rather large, some would say mansion like, house where I normally reside during the time between mass feeding periods. As I lay in the California king size bed between the expensive silk sheets, my mind wanders to my favorite hunting ground.. Derry.

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Requests are always open 💕

[juminsmysticmc]

If possible could I request an MC who has Epilepsy and has a seizure for the first time around each of the RFA members? Like how would they react? Also you don't have to do all members if you don't wanna... if that's the case I prefer Zen and Jumin... Thank you and I hope your day is lovely.

RFA with a Mc who has Epilepsy and has a seizure for the first time in front of them

Hii babe! Of course I want all members! Sorry that it came so late! Your request came one as the last ones and I still wanted to google Epilepsy a bit…I hope you enjoy this HC! And everyone, please keep in mind that I‘m not a doctor and that my source is the internet! If you have criticism, don’t be rude! 

Jumin 

One hour, two hours after the third hour you thought you were going crazy. 

Heavy eyes made it almost impossible for you to stay awake but you successfully waited for your husband to come home. 

Both you were happy to see each other but none thought that this happiness got destroyed within a blink of eye. 

Suddenly you simply crushed on the floor, making a loud thud. 

Your whole body was shaking. 

Jumin didn‘t know what to do, his heart was beating crazily as he saw you on the floor. 

Immediately he called medical support who afterwards put something into your mouth.  

After they carried you into your bed, the doctor approached Jumin, explaining him what happened. 

,,Mr Han. Your wife just hat an episode, a seizure. This happens when a burst of electrical impulses in the brain escape their normal limits. They spread to neighboring areas and create an uncontrolled storm of electrical activity. The electrical impulses can be transmitted to the muscles, causing twitches or convulsions.“

 Jumin was also trembling. 

He felt as if he couldn’t breath.

Pictures of you laying on the ground, trembling crazily shot through his head. 

Why didn’t he know that? Why wasn’t he aware of the fact that you had Epilepsy? 

,,My love…I was so scared when I saw you…I called the doctor right away…how are you now…?“ Jumin whispered as he sat next to you, holding your hand tightly into his own. 

You smiled at him, stroking him over his cheek. 

,,I feel better, Jumin. Sorry for scaring you and not telling you about my epilepsy….the issue is that when I was born, I had a head injury….I guess the lack of sleep gave me a seizure.“ you explained, feeling sleepy right away. 

Jumin nodded. 

,,Let’s talk about this later…just go to sleep...“ Jumin whispered with a smile. 

As soon as you closed your eyes the man put his palms on his face and began to sight loudly. 

After this scenario your husband was almost a specialist in Epilepsy. 

He always made sure that you slept enough and that you took your medicaments.

Zen 

You already told Zen. 

When both of you became an official couple after the RFA party you told him your secret. 

You told him about the low oxygen when you were born and about the seizure you sometimes had. 

,,Do you have them often?“ he asked you scared back then. 

You however shook your head, smiling at him while you reassured him that this only happened once in a while. 

After half a year nothing happened and this scenario was in Zen‘s last corner of brain. 

But something happened. 

You were tired and stressed. 

Perhaps you even took a wrong doses of your medicine. 

Whatever it was, in the next moment you had a seizure. 

You explained it to Zen a few times. 

You told him does and don’ts and he thought that in the moment of the panic he did well. 

He tried to calm you, looked at the clock and made his best to avoid an injury. 

,,Not even a minute, that‘s okay…“ he whispered. 

But it was odd that you still didn’t say anything. 

You told him that while a seizure you wouldn’t be able to say anything but he thought that you would still regain consciousness. 

Before he even could say your name another seizure overcame you. 

,,Huh?? Huh?!“ he panicked. 

His brain tried to concentrate on you, he tried to think about you, about the situation but it was impossible. 

He was helpless. 

It was way too odd and this time the seizure took two minutes. 

Without waiting a second more Zen grabbed his phone, calling medical support right away. 

,,Mr Ryu, you did the right thing. You couldn’t know that she would have a second seizure.“ the nurse tried to calm Zen who tried his best to stay calm. 

,,Hello….“ Zen whispered a few hours later when he was alone with you in the room. 

You slightly smiled at him and closed your eyes again. 

They flickered a few times until your eyes got finally used to the light. 

,,What happened?“ you asked him, realizing that you weren’t at home. 

,, I panicked when you didn’t regain your consciousness and instead got a second seizure…“ he told you, stroking your hand. 

You looked up and nodded. 

,,Sorry Hyun. You just wanted a lovely relationship and instead have to handle something like me too….“ you told him, feeling really sorry for him. 

But he shook his head and kissed your front. 

,,Don’t worry Jagiya. I‘m more than happy to take care of you so don’t worry and just rest…I will stay here…“ 

Yoosung 

You didn’t know how but you somehow forgot to tell him about your Epilepsy. 

It was at the beginning of your relationship when it happened. 

Yoosung was studying medicine for animals but of course he also had enough knowledge to recognize this as an seizure. 

Both of you were currently at Rika‘s apartment together with the other members of the RFA to look through the room. 

In the very moment when the seizure happened none knew what to do except for your boyfriend who quickly told the other what to do. 

,,Zen please look at the clock and keep me updated how long it is. Jumin please call medical support when I say ,,now’’ and Seven please get me something to cover her! Jaehee please search in her purse for something that looks like medication!“ he ordered around. 

Everyone was surprised that he knew what to do. 

Did you perhaps already tell him? 

Without complaining the members did what they were told. 

They were all way too shocked to do otherwise. 

Your seizure went on for about two minutes. 

Yoosung looked so grown-up. 

,,Are you all right?“ he asked you calmly. 

,,Yes Yoosung. Even through I can’t say anything while a seizure I realized what you did. I‘m sorry for not telling you…I simply forgot it…,but thank you for reacting like that.“ you thanked him. 

You stayed like that for a few more minutes until you got up again. 

The seizure absorbed a lot of strength and so you all decided to go home and relax for the day. 

Rika‘s secrets could wait after all. 

Jaehee 

Your biggest fear was that a seizure happened in your shop. 

You didn’t want other to know about this, to see you there, shaking on the floor. 

You were simply scared. You knew what could happen. You could hurt someone without even wanting to hurt them. 

You could get injured or could accidentally pee in your pants. 

Just the imagination of this picture made you shiver. 

But even through you gave your best to hide this from the publicity, you had to tell Jaehee. 

Both of you needed to support each other. 

Everything went well, you were sleeping enough, you didn’t take any different medication or the wrong dose and alcohol was a no go for you anyways. 

You did everything well and it lastet for six months. 

But then you failed. 

Your Epilepsy got worse and worse and at some point it even happened that a seizure occurred while you were working, something that you really wanted to avoid. 

But Jaehee, even through it was her first time experiencing you like that, immediately acted. 

She was indeed scared to death but she gave her best. 

At first she covered you to prevent other guest to see something which could make you feel embarrassed. 

Then she quickly searched your medicinde without stopping to count the seconds. 

She knew exactly when to intervene. 

But luckily the medicine wasn’t needed. 

,,Are you hurt somewhere…?’’ she asked you, being able now to show her fears. 

,,I’m a doctor, if I may can look at her I can tell you if an ambulance is needed or not.’’ 

After a few minutes the doctor approved that no ambulance was needed. 

Jaehee decided to close the shop for a few days and to eventually go to the doctor to make sure that he was well informed. 

Saeyoung 

It was an odd day. 

You already got up with a pretty bad mood, something that wasn’t normal for you. 

Reading from your medical records your fiancé already knew that you were ill. 

You once had a brain tumor but luckily you got better. 

But unfortunately you brought something else with you: Epilepsy. 

Saeyoung quickly noticed that morning that something wasn’t right. 

The way you were behaving was odd. 

You looked as if you had a head ache, always looking so serious and in pain, massaging your temples. 

Before Saeyoung could however ask you if you were alright or if you perhaps should visit a doctor a seizure happened. 

You crushed on the floor, your body shaking below his feet. 

It was your first seizure with him together and Saeyoung never felt so scared with you in his life. 

Yes, both of you went through some hardships while knowing each other but this was so unexpected. 

Knowing your medical records Saeyoung tried his best to convert what he read from the websites about Epilepsy. 

He quickly took off his shirt, putting it below your head. 

He looked at his phone to make sure that the seizure wouldn’t last longer than five minutes and tried his best to make sure that nothing could hurt you. 

,,Three minutes…’’ he mumbled when it stopped. 

He softly took your body to turn you in a stable position. 

,,Saeyoung….’’ you began to cry. 

Saeyoung read that some people felt scared after a seizure and so he gave his best to make sure that you wouldn’t feel bad. 

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[sellingmysoulforbts]

You're having second thoughts about your career choice. BTS x Reader Reaction

Genre: mild angst, fluff. College AU. Gender neutral.

Warnings: strong language, self degradation.

as requested by @erraticsoul

A/N: I just wanna say that it is okay to change your career path. You're really young when you are forced to choose what you want to do for the rest of your life and we sometimes make mistakes. The most important thing is that you are happy.

Kim Seokjin

He was there for you, every single time you needed that extra support. This madness began when you started having trouble with some of the subjects that you had to take in college. Thoughts like 'how can I become a professional if I can't solve this simple exercise?' clouded your brain. Jin came on time only to find you crying over your homework.

"Tell me, how am I supposed to do this my entire life?"

"By giving your best, like I know you do, and if that's not enough then it's probably not what you should be doing" he would answer.

Then he proceeded to tell you one of his terrible jokes about the subject your having trouble with. Like if you weren't having it with chemistry he'd go "hey, are you made of copper and tellurium? 'Cause you're CuTe" and if that didn't work, he'd always come to you with a new plate he's made in class because he definitely a culinary arts major.

Min Yoongi

He was confused, like he didn't get how you felt at all. Since he was really young he new what his goals were and started working really hard to achieve them. You, on the other hand, have thought about every single career path, none of them seemed to completely fulfill you. Like you went from wanting to be a model to a rocket scientist in the span of two months, so you knew as soon as you filled that application form to enter college, with whatever career you had landed eyes on at the moment you weren't going to stick to it. Yoongi would try so hard to help you find something you like and would like doing for the rest of your life, just like he did.

"Okay, how about being a teacher?" He suggested one time.

"But I'll have to know the subject first, so what can I teach?"

"Never mind" he said.

He would just enroll you in a bunch of classes that have nothing to do with your current major, just to see if you'd like any of it.

Wanting to become a producer was his lifelong dream, the feeling he got every time he got a step closer was something Yoongi wanted you to experience as well, so he'd never give up on you.

Jung Hoseok

He would be the one to notice and call you out on it. Hobi was a dance major, so he had practice almost every day and you'd come, even if it was late or skip classes to see him. At first he didn't think much about it, and he appreciated the effort you were putting into the relationship, but then you stopped coming like once a week or just skipping a class to have lunch together and began coming like three times a week, and he would see you around campus with friends when he knew you had class.

"Hey, I saw you today walking out of campus" he said one day, after he was done with practice and you were still there.

"Oh, really? I didn't see you, I'd have said hi. At what time did you see me?"

"While you were supposed to be in class" he answered, trying not to sound mad.

"Yeah, the professor cancelled it last minute, so I didn't really have time to tell you" you genuinely thought he was jealous because you were hanging out with boys, but he wasn't. You'd you really be here so late if you were cheating on him? No, and he knew you would never, but he was concerned.

"And has he cancelled classes all week, and last one?" He inquired.

His tone gave away he was implying that you had been skipping class for the whole month.

"No" you answered softly.

"Is everything okay?"

"No" you answered again. He took your hands as a way to show you his support. "Why?" "I just don't feel happy anymore, like when I first got in I was so sure this was what I wanted and now I find it hard and I'm really stressed. I've been looking for other career options and I might change majors so I guess I lost interest and just stopped making an effort to pass" you shrugged, he kissed your hands.

"It's okay. We're still very young and I want you to do something that makes you happy"

Kim Namjoon

You. Felt. Dumb. You were having such a hard time in some classes, and not understanding anything your teacher said. At first you just worked a little harder and visited your professor to ask some questions, but seeing your classmates getting good grades or putting a minimum effort to understand, made you feel out of place and dumb, like actually stupid. Namjoon was an extremely intelligent human being, and that's no secret. He was an English major, and an outstanding student.

He was going to surprise you, you had been busy all week with schoolwork and he knew how hard you worked so he gave you your space, but it was Friday and he missed you like crazy. He didn't expect, when he walked into your apartment, to see you crying over your homework. Like actually balling your eyes out. Your brain was so chemically imbalanced at the moment that you barely felt arms wrapping around your sobbing form.

He managed to calm you down a little bit, and finally asked what's wrong.

"I can't do it Namjoon, I actually am incapable of doing it. I'm just a stupid piece of shit who can't even solve her homework. Why am I even trying at this point? I'm going to fail because my brain does not have the capacity to understand this subject" you basically yelled out and broke down crying again. He was so pained to see you like that and hearing that horrible things from your mouth broke his heart.

"Shh, don't say that baby, you are not dumb" "of course you'd say that, mister my IQ is 148, I only get As with minimum effort. I've being working on this thing for a week. A WEEK, and I can't do it. My teacher is sick of me for going every single day to ask him something." You were getting angry at this point, not with him but with yourself. Maybe throw in your parents as well for making you this way, but not at him, never at him, even though your words proved otherwise.

"Baby, look at me." He said. You shook your head embarrassed at your attitude.

He squatted right in front of you and took your face in his hands, dried your tears and smiled.

"You are not dumb, not because you have to work a little harder does it mean you're less capable of doing something. Besides, you're so far from stupid. When I look at you I see a wonderful human being, smart and kind, and that's what I love about you. Your perspective on the world, and your unique way of understanding things." He told with a sincere voice and that made you smile a little. "Also, I do put effort into my work but I like what I do so much that I doesn't feel like it, now tell me, do you like what you're doing?" He asked. " I don't know anymore" "okay how about this? Let's take a break right now, we go grab something to eat, we get back, cuddle, watch a movie. Just relax and not think about college for a while. And we can discuss this in the morning with a fresh mind."

Park Jimin

He was mostly sad, you didn't choose this for yourself, it was your parents dream. He would just try and comfort you, by hugging you and whispering words of encouragement. You were sad, angry and scared. You couldn't do what you wanted because your parents didn't support you but you also didn't want to disappoint them.

"I'm so sick of this Jimin, I don't think I can keep doing this." You said one day, you had to study for your upcoming tests but finding motivation was hard.

He couldn't fully comprehend your dilemma, his parents were super supportive.

"I know baby, but the semester is almost over."

"And then comes the next, and one after that, and on and on, not to mention the years ahead of me of working in this" you wanted to cry, just let out your frustration.

"Hey, how about, you start taking classes for what you really want, until you build up the courage to talk to them." He suggested. "I don't know I'm so scared." Your voice broke a little. His caring instincts kicking in immediately, so he hugged you. "It okay, I'm sure what they want is for you to be happy and have a safe future financially, that's why you're here, but you can prove to them that you'll succeed doing whatever you want, and I'm here to support you every step of the way. I believe in you, and besides I'm quite thankful to your parents for picking that for you or we might have never met."

"You're right" and with him by your side you had the motivation you needed.  

Kim Taehyung

It was hard, Tae, your boyfriend, always seemed to have more free time, and enjoy his college experience way more than you did. He was one of the few things you were grateful for, during your time in college. The little study dates you had were like the only way to get you to open a book, and they were a 2x1 deal for him. Taehyung was an art history student and it required to read a lot so he could do his school work and spend time with you. You weren't irresponsible or anything but you started to wonder if you chose your career right, because the lack of motivation was really dragging you down. You were in the coffee shop you usually went with Taehyung to study just contemplating how you wanted your life to look in ten years, when he came.

"Hey" he said. "Hi" you answered still a little distraught. "Did you order?" You nodded in response. "Is everything o-" he started but you soon interrupted him "how did you know what you wanted to study?" "well my school took us to a museum for a school trip once, and I was fascinated by the art, but also intrigued as to what led the painters to do such masterpieces and I guess I got hooked on that. Why?" "I'm just not sure with what I'm doing,I never had a revelation moment so I just went with what sounded the least unpleasant at the moment" "Well how about we finish here and we can go find some counselling for you?" "You think I should change majors?" "Baby, when was the last time you felt happy and satisfied with your work and what you learned?" He asked and you grew quiet at that. "Exactly. What you do for the rest of your life has to be something that you enjoy and you're clearly not enjoying this." So you did just that, found help to discover what makes you happy.

Jeon Jungkook

I mean he would be kinda disappointed that you didn't told him first thing and that he had to discover it for himself. You were thinking and rethinking if you had made the right choice, so you turned yourself into a little help from the internet, trying thing from quizzes all the way to astrological birth charts, of course when he wasn't around.

As you were spending the weekend together doing homework and watching movies, he stumbled upon a word he didn't quite know the meaning of. He was studying animation, and taking classes for film production, but he was trying to do some homework for an English class.

"Babe, can I use your phone real quick? Mine ran out of battery" he asked. "Sure, what for?" "I just want to Google this word" he said and have you that bunny smile, you handed him the phone unblocked, not worrying in the slightest. He got it,and quickly clicked on the  navigator, as he was about to type he peeked at your search history, things like 'how to choose your major', 'how do I know if I made the right decision','best careers based on your zodiac sign' that last one made him chuckle but he was generally preoccupied, because something was definitely wrong. He made a mental note to talk to you about it. Jungkook quickly made the research and completed his task. He then approached you, to give it back to you. You were just in the couch reading something, as he handed you the phone with a smile you sensed something off. "So, what's the best career for a virgo?" He wondered. It took a minute for it to click. "Kook…" you trailed of, not sure as to what to say. He sat down next to you. "Why wouldn't you tell me?" "I just- I was.. am so confused. I believe I chose what I did for a reason but now I'm not so sure and it been going on for a while. I guess I didn't want to bother you with stupid problems like that." You told him. He just shook his head. "That's why I am your boyfriend, so you can come to me with whatever is bothering you and we can fix it together cause we're a team, and it works the other way around too." "You're right, sorry" "It's okay, but promise me you will from now on" " I will, I promise" you smiled at him and he answered back "now that that's out of the way, let's find your perfect major" and with a kiss on your cheek, you then proceed to go through a lot of lists and quizzes a lot of websites suggested, together.

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a/n: I’m so sorry this took so long but the scenario really hit home and I got distracted, anyways i hope you enjoy it and like it. 

gifs not mine

[luvdsc]

Hihi Cat! I've come to deliver some good news! (This is pretty long huhu ToT)

MY ERB HAS BEEN APPROVED AND I CAN PROCEED TO RECRUIT PARTICIPANTS!! Ahh it's been such a blessing to be able to proceed immediately! I've actually hit my target amount of participants in less than a day (IT'S CRAZY) but I'm gonna collect more responses cuz the more the better! (Would you wanna check the questionnaire out? I can PM you the link!! :3)

Also also I PASSED THAT FINALS! The one I took a day after my vaccination (1st dose) ToT GAHH I'm so happy I won't even ask for more, it's enough :3

I've been writing my thesis during this sem break but it's progressing pretty slowly cuz I've been so drained from last semester and the vaccine itself. Huhu but I've written a brief rundown for my proposal so there's a rough idea there, just needa rly assemble it into a clear narrative. And yes I agree! Psychology studies are a beautiful fusion of science & human essence imo, and its fascinating learning more abt ourselves and how we as the human species progress in life ya know? 😌

I got my second dose exactly a week ago and got the same side effects - headache, arm soreness, hunger, fatigue; I felt like a fusion of psyduck & snorlax HAHAHAHA 😂 - it wasn't anything serious so yay I'm fully vaccinated! (in a few weeks time keke I'll be)

HAHAHAHA my vaccination appointments were pretty eventful. The nurses and volunteers were all so warm and friendly! I'm the type of person who feels whatever's being injected into me, it's not the pain that I wanna distract myself from (it wasn't pain tbh) but that sluggish discomfort I get from the needle ejaculation >//< sooo as they showed me the vile and syringe before injecting me, I prepped my Yangyang photocard in my hand. During my second dose, the nurse thought I had some fancy way of taking a video when in actual fact I was just looking at my Yangyang photocard hehe UwU she asked me whether I wanted to see the needle going in (smtg I can't look at tbh) and I was like HELL NAH ToT

And also some recap from the previous ask!

There's no need to apologise for the delayed response okie!! UwU my sem break is ending this week, but I've spent my time completing my academic research trainee tasks (transcribing audio clips), I've also created the content & design for my uni's newsletter, did some thesis writing, and I took a course on financial planning on Coursera to prep myself for the adulting life ToT

And idm sharing my back up / failed topics! I didn't have a lot of cards in my hands, but here are some of em!

1) time perspective and meaning in life 2) anticipatory nostalgia 3) not a topic but a variable! fragility of happiness / happiness aversion

what ideas did you settle on for yr art pieces? If you dm sharing, I'd love to hear abt it! 💖💖💖

Tbh I can't think of a fav ice cream flavor hmm 🤔 i rly didn't think it'd be so hard thinking of a fav ice cream flavor but the first that comes to mind is green tea! I like them milky flavored ice cream😍 though my fav from this ice cream place I go to is thai milk tea, it's so fragrant and milky!! 🥺💖 I just got myself a tub of milk & biscoff gelato keke UwU what's yr fav ice cream flavor? :3

For my course structure:

We have 2 long sems (Jan - Apr, & Aug - Dec, 16 weeks) & a short sem (May - July, 9 weeks)! Our sem breaks are only around a month then it's back to sleepless nights ToT AND YES those weeks were the most stressful weeks ever 🥺😭 I'm glad I'm graduating soon for that reason 😂(though idk what awaits in the working world ToT that is another fear I have :/)

Thank you for being part of this journey and being open to listening to my lil adventures! 🥺🙆🏻‍♀️💖😭 esp w the amount of responses and ppl helping me, I feel a lil more motivated to work and excel in this pregnancy (thesis, I call it pregnancy cuz it's around 9 months too HEHE) Since the pandemic, it's been pretty hard separating studies & hobbies :/ I've learnt it the hard way from my period cramps last sem (mine's the severe type where you can faint ToT), and it was also on my last paper for finals !! Very traumatizing ._. but I'll continue to manage myself better! :3

Huhu Cat since you're working now, I also wanna ask abt yr experience in job seeking! Cuz unemployment is a real deal here esp. w everything that's going on :') I don't have working experience either (only had 1 through internship) and it literally feels like I'm going into the unknown ToT I've been running over some case studies and assessments just to better prep myself for this. Do you have any advice as someone who's already working? UwU

Take care and stay lovely as always!! 💖💖💖

hi, sweetpea !!!! 🌸 omg major congratulations for getting your ERB approved, honey bee !!!!! 🥳🥳🥳 that’s absolutely amazing, and I’m uber proud of you 🥺💗💗 also, it’s wonderful that you hit the required number of participants so quickly !!!!! (And I would love to participate if the questionnaire is still open 🤧)

AND HECK YEAAA CONGRATS ON PASSING THE FINAL TOO 🤩🤩🤩🤩 big congrats to you all around, miss smarty pants 💓💓💓

Oh gosh, I hope you got to rest during your semester break too ): you’re working so hard, please remember to take care of yourself !! 💕 your mental health is more important 🤍 have you finalized your proposal now? And omg yes exactly !!! It’s so interesting to see the thought process behind an action and how it can be manipulated or influenced by various stimulants or there’s also the argument between nature versus nurture too and how that affects psychology and it’s just all so cool to learn about 🤩

Omg you had so many symptoms, I’m so sorry to hear that 😭 I only had a sore arm, but that’s what happens when I get any shot 🤧 I hope you’re feeling better now 💘💘

I’m really glad to hear that the nurses and volunteers were kind and friendly !! it’s always comforting to have nice people as doctors, especially when you’re trusting them to stick a needle in you bshdjdjdkd omg yangyang to the rescue !!!! 💞💞 we’re not allowed to record record any medical appointments, like I think the nurse thought the person in front of me in line was recording when they were getting their vaccine and said they weren’t allowed to do that 😅 and aaaaa I always have to look when they inject me, I don’t like being taken by surprise 🤧

oh my gosh you were so productive over your semester break !!!! :o and oooo you do content & design for your school’s newsletter? Do you do stuff like graphic designing and write articles? 💓 and how was the financial planning course !! Did you learn a lot? Did you like the studies? :’)

aaaaa those topics sound so cool ??? 🤩🤩 I would definitely be down to read about those omg 💛

for my 3D design class, I decided to do lightbulbs and flowers as my overarching theme for my art pieces !! I included a couple pictures below under the cut at the bottom 💓 the first one is a soft sculpture made out of newspaper, and there’s a pencil next to it for size reference, the second one is made of wires that I shaped myself, and the third one is made of foam boards that I cut and assembled myself as well 💕 and I included a picture of my final painting project! it’s a triptych and I believe the size was like 18 x 24 for each one? If you click on the picture, it should be better quality!

omg I love green tea ice cream too !!!!! 🍵🍦 I like going to somi somi for their matcha and milk swirl ice cream with red bean taiyaki 💚 I only had thai milk tea ice cream once, but it was phenomenal 🤩 I wish they sold it near me too !! milk and biscoff :o I’ve never tried that flavor! I’ll have to see if it’s sold around here :’) green tea is my favorite, but I also really like everything but the... from Ben and Jerry’s !! 💛 also alcoholic ice cream.... like there’s this one kind where it was a breakfast esque type with vanilla, corn flakes, and bourbon, and it was delicious 😋

omg what 😭😭 you’re basically going to school year round with no break bahsjdjdjdkd when I was in uni, i had a month off for winter break (usually something like dec 9 - jan 9) and then mid june to mid September off, so around three months of summer vacation? Your school schedule sounds absolutely brutal 💀💀

and omg of course !!! Thank you for letting me be a part of the journey 🥺💗 bdjdjddj pregnancy omg that’s such an interesting way of seeing it :o sending you all my love and support for a successful delivery of your thesis baby 🥰🥰 oh yeah, it’s definitely been a struggle to separate everything, especially when the lines between home and workspace blur with online school or working from home. And oh my god ???? Are you okay ?? Did you go see a doctor or take any medication? I hope you’re feeling better now !! Please take care of yourself 😭

ah, I got my job through my internship, so I’m not sure how helpful I will be 😅 but during the process of interviewing for internships, there were several rounds for each company that range from a group interview, a one on one interview, video interview where they give you random questions that you have to answer on the spot (some of mine were discuss the stock market, give a sales pitch on something you’re interested in, etc), a test, etc. I think it’s different depending on the job you’re going for, but that’s what I had to do in the business field! It’s important to study and prep for all of this!! It’s like taking an verbal exam for one of your classes. And also make sure to study the company’s website and familiarize yourself with what they do/sell.

My one piece of overall advice would be about interviews! Interviews are important in which the person interviewing you is seeing if you’ll be a good fit with the company, not in terms of skill, but personality. They already know you’re qualified and have good skills - that’s how you got the interview. With the interview, they’re essentially trying to see how personable you are and if you will work well with their team. Some people are so intent on proving their skills that they kinda just rattle off all their achievements and whatnot, and it’s like... the interviewer already knows this, it’s all on the resume they reviewed when they decided to give the interview offer. Be friendly, open, maybe make a little small talk at the beginning (“hey, how are you? any weekend plans / how was your weekend?” This is what I did for all my business interviews, and I got an offer back from every one 🤧💗), make appropriate jokes / be a little funny, just show that you’d be a fun person to have in the office whom people will want on their team, but that you will also be dedicated to the job and work hard 💘

And thank you so much, honey bee!!! 💞 I hope you’re doing well and having a good week , and please take care as well 🌷🌷