#forgive me sirs and maams

[veryaren]

you can forget wine mom. we got uh.

alcohol adoptive father

[tartagilicious]

getting a notification that begins with ‘anonymous asked you...’ gives me the biggest rush of simultaneous adrenaline and fear as a creator. it’s a power that a notification should not be able hold

[gayconfessioncas]

💙

[emperor-palpaminty]

Heart Song

Part 1: In which Tech meets his soulmate as a cadet. I like soulmate AUs. Yes, there will be lots of parts to this. Forgive me.

As far as the young clone knew, the clones had gone through specific DNA alterations to ensure they wouldn't hear the voice of their soul mates. They were soldiers, not lovers. They were told as soon as they began training that if they heard an unfamiliar voice to report it to their supervisor.

The child wasn't necessarily concerned with this- he was only a cadet. War and training were the only things he was concerned with.

He laid back in his bunk, eyes squeezed shut with pain. Trying to see from far away hurt his eyes, but he didn't want to say anything. He didn't want to get in trouble. People already made fun of him and his brothers. The biggest out of all of them already had selected a name- Wrecker- and it fit him. The other boys, the normal boys, had used his name against him. Wrecker didn't seem to care, though, and he stayed confident in his skills.

He breathed deeply, rubbing his bleary eyes, trying to calm himself down.

A voice broke through his head and jarred him. It was sweet, feminine, and melodious. Was it... singing?

The boy sat up abruptly, head smacking the top of his bunk. "Ow!"

The voice in his head went quiet. "Who's there?" She whispered.

"Uh." The boy coughed. "Hi."

She gasped. "Are you my soulmate?"

"That's not possible. I don't have one."

"Everyone has a soulmate, silly!" She giggled.

The boy's heart thumped. Her voice was the prettiest voice he had ever heard. "Wow," he breathed. "Your voice is..."

"Awesome?" She laughed again. "Thanks. I like yours too."

"Was that you singing?" He whispered, laying back down, slowly. He didn't want to wake anyone up.

"Yes. I have voice lessons tomorrow, so I was practicing. I like singing." There was a pause, and then she said, this time matching his whisper, "Can you still hear me?"

"I can!" The boy whispered back, hardly able to contain his joy. "I have a soulmate!"

Her giggles filled his head, and he hugged his pillow (just the one he had) tightly. "What's your name, soulmate?"

"I, uh..." he frowned. "I don't have one."

"But... everyone has a name."

The boy's face warmed in the dark. "I haven’t picked one yet. My brother has! His name is Wrecker."

"You get to pick your own name? Oh, I love that."He heard a muffled squeak, and his heart fluttered again. "What will you pick?"

"I don't know yet," he confessed. "When I know what I'm good at, I will."

She yawned, sweetly, and the boy could imagine a little girl in bed. Perhaps she was with other people, like he was, or alone. He had thought about having his own room, especially when Wrecker scored. "You need to sleep." He said quietly.

"May I talk to you tomorrow?"  She yawned again.

"Yes!" The boy agreed. He watched his brother, the one with blonde hair, shift in his sleep, and he lowered his voice. "I may not be able to talk back a lot tomorrow. I have training."

"What are you training for?" She mumbled.

"I'm going to be a soldier." He said, quite simply. "I believe tomorrow is flight simulation." He hugged his pillow gently, exhaling. He pressed his face in it. "Can you sing more?"

"Of course. Goodnight, Soulmate." The girl began to hum softly, singing lilting words. "Come guess me this riddle, what beats pipe and fiddle..."

The cadet was asleep, soundly, within the minuite. He wished he had some way to remember her voice and listen to it through the day.

___

His eyes hurt through the day again, but his little heart was soaring in joy as his fingers moved quickly on the keys. He had no issue seeing in front of him, just further away.

His number was called, pulling him out of his mind replaying the lullaby from last night. He rose, trying to not be shaky, walked to the Sargent, ignoring the other boys glaring at him. "Yes, sir?" He ignored his leg bouncing, trying to not reveal his nerves. Did the older clone know he had a soulmate? That he heard a voice?

"Come with me, CT-99-403." The Sargent in charge lead the boy away. The cadet glanced back at his brothers, their faces standing out with worry and different from the identical sea of clones.

The cadet followed, quietly. He avoided eye contact at the kaminoian female who was leaning over the holopad, eager. "Thank you, Sargent." Nalaa Se stood, turning to the boy.

"Yes, maam?" The cadet stood at attention, thinking back through everything he could possibly be in trouble for.

The Kaminoian waved, lowering her datapad. "At ease, CT-99-403." She traced the room slowly. "I wanted to speak to you and your batch. Individually."

The boy shifted, quiet.

"You and your brothers were made with individual purposes in mind. We believe that the four of you will fully grow into a special batch." Her insectoid eyes scanned him, and the cadet did his best to stay neutral in face. She continued speaking. "Your scores in the flight and mechanic simulation are one hundred and thirty five percent higher than average." She folded her fingers, long neck craning. "Your mathematical and quantitative skills are... maturing quickly." Nalaa Se picked up the holopad again. "Your mind is technologically advanced. We'll be specializing your training with additional combatative skills and technology or engineering, as with your brothers. You will all specialize in different fields."

The boy's heart fell. "Will I still get to see my brothers- my batch?" He said, soft. He was almost frightened to ask.

"Yes. You'll all train together in combat." The kaminoian waved a hand dismissively.

"Um... actually, I wanted to ask," the boy said quickly, and the insectoid eyes peered up again. He half-shuddered and spoke. "My eyes... it's hard to see."

She frowned at him, comprehending, not judging. "Stop at the medical bay. I'll have them create some lenses for you."

The cadet's heart had fallen before, but now it plummeted. He would be the only clone with glasses. He gave a half-hearted "Thank you. Maam." Before hurrying out, towards the medbay.

___

"Soulmate?"

Tech gasped, glancing up from his glasses, which he was examining in his hands. "You're here!" He whispered, delighted.

Her laugh brightened his day. "Have you picked a name yet?"

"No, but I think I have an idea." He tugged the regulated blanket over him, rolling over and hugging the pillow again. "I met with my maker today."

"Maker? You mean... your parents?"

"Er- yes." He coughed quietly. She wouldn't understand. "My... parents, they said I was advanced in technology and scared high in engineering fields."

"Oh! My soulmate is smart!"

The boy's heart soared. On a planet where he was reminded that he belonged to the means of war, it was nice to be called someone's 'something'. "I... yes," he cleared his throat. "I want it to be something like that."

"Smarty-pants," She teased. Her laughter followed.

He smiled, squeezing his pillow, happy. "Song bird."

"So what is your name gonna be?"

"I don't think I can say," he said, quietly. "Doesn't that... go against the rules?"

"Well, we can try!" She declared. The cadet sighed happily, snuggling his face im his pillow, heart tumbling between his ribs. "My name is-"

Static. Nothing.

"I didn't hear it."

"Oh. That does make it complicated, then." She mumbled, significantly more down cast.

The cadet yawned softly, tucking the blanket around his shoulders. "I'll find you some day, soul mate."

"I thought I was song bird, smarty-pants.'

He giggled, unlike himself, and nestled into what warmth he could find. "You are, song bird. And I'll find you.' He yawned again, then rubbed his face. "Can... can you sing again?"

"Sure! The same song, or something else?"

Oh, he wanted to memorize her song. Every word and every melody and every note of the lullaby, all the songs she could ever sing. "I liked the one last night. But what's your favorite one?"

There was silence, and then she spoke softly. "Are you in bed?'

"Yes."

"Does no one come tuck you in?"

The boy's face emblazoned with red, and he, remembering she could not see him, spoke. "No."

"Then I'll tuck you in some day." She said, gently. "And I'll sing you to sleep."

The boy's heart imploded, and he curled up in bed as she softly sung. "I saw the light, fade from the sky..."

As he closed his eyes, the boy whispered, "Tech. My name is Tech." He doubted she could hear him, but it felt good to say the name he claimed to be his and no one else's.

[madamaryxx]

Hello my children its me your mother yra😌

I serve you a Teacher Aizawa x Teacher Reader

You and Aizawa are Married, 5 years to be exact you two have a 3 year old daughter name Fala (i came up to that lol, you can change it if you want

Aizawa is the class-1A homeroom teacher, and you are the Support class teacher (youre the one who teach how to build, how to create different inventions and you have your own agency)

And dont worry when you two are at work your mother take care of fala, but sometimes you bring Fala to your work shes mostly at the teacher lounge

No one knew that you two are married except the teachers and hatsume because you sometimes bring fala at the development studio(she keep asking who is the father over and over again, you cant take it anymore,so you tell her that its Aizawa, dont worry she wont tell anyone :) )

the reason why people didnt speculate that fala's father is aizawa because she got your bubbly personality, she's always smilling, a friendly kid, but she still inherited something from her father, her appearance, black medium lenght hair, black eyes (without the eyebags👩‍🦯) and ofcourse! her love with cats!! You will see her in a cat tshirt, she will carry her cat plushie everywhere

But of course some people suspect something is going on with you and aizawa

Like there this one time where

Fala is with you at the development studio your mother cant look after her. You werent really expecting students to come by at the studio but no no no, three students from 1-a came inside, looks like their look for hatsume

"may i help you?" You smiled, "hello were looking for hatsume? ma'am-" from the tone of the green hair boy looks like he's trying to remember your name "[your name]" you reply "Yea!!maam [your name]" he scratch his head, "she will arrive soon"

"Mommy how do you do this?" Your daughter asks, she's pointing at the screw bar "you use this to loose or tighted a slotted head" "this?" She grab one of the slotted head "yes sweetheart"aww your baby is following your footstep (suck to sucks eraser head)

"Awww you look so cute" the brown hair approach you two, "hi im ochaco uraraka!"

"Hi im Fala!" your daughter gave her a big smile, "Hi im deku!" So the green boy hair name deku wait a damn minute "wait so your Izuku Midoriya?" "Yes i am" oh so its him aizawa once mention him

"So now we have izuku midoriya he's the one who breaks his bone at the entrance exam"

"Thats so Cute" fala giggle " i know right!" Ochaco agree to her, "im tenya iida" he bowed "Hello!!!!!!!"

deku's thought: this kid kinda give me sir aizawa's vibe, i mean her attitude is so far from sir aizawa but her appearance and tshirt-

"HEY MISS [your name]! IM BACK" "oh finally hatsume this three has been waiting for you" "oh im sorry"

Few minutes later~~

"Thank you so much!" The three bowed and left.

Dekus Pov

"is just me or that kid kinda give me sir aizawa's vibe" uraraka said "now that you mention it, it did give" i reply "why dont we ask miss [your name]" tenya suggest "Sir aizawa didnt tell us anything about his love life so maybe he want to keep it private?" Uraraka reply, "yea maybe thats the reason or maybe fala's father isnt actually sir aizawa!" "If they want to keep it a secret, then we have respect that" "yea" "lets go back to class"

how would class 1-a found out aizawa's wife

Okay hear me out

You knew that scene where the hero license where Joke (my waifu) shows up yea there

HAHAAHAHHA LIKE I WOULD IMAGINE AIZAWA BE LIKE

"Lets get married"

"No"

"No? Good one!"

"Because i already have a wife"

HAHHAHAHAHAHA THE WHOLE 1-A AND JOKE IS SO SHOCK SKWKSONQSSJJQLSSSJWKAA

"HUH?! SINCE WHEN?!!" mina shouted

"Since your 11 years old" aizawa reply in a cold tone

"Wait so, 1, 2- 5 YEARS?!?!?!"

"Yes"

AND THAT EVEN MADE 1-A AND JOKE SHOCK

"Oh- well who is this lucky lady" joke wiggle her eyebrows, aizawa just look at her with a annoyed face expression. "Sir aizawa can i ask something?" Uraraka suddently break the silence "what is it?" "Is it Miss [Your name]?" Aizawa quite shock, "change into your hero cotsume and head to the briefing"

"Wait HER?!, i mean i feel something going on~"

"Can i ask who is she?" Mina ask, "She's the support class teacher and her agency help make your costume" Joke reply

"Yes mina she's my wife and i have a daughter" just like hatsume mina keep asking if Youre Aizawa's wife and the whole class cant believe he's dating anyone and have a child HAHAHAHAHAHA

"Its been a rough day today" aizawa said while hugging your waist, you two have been cuddiling in your shared bed, "really what happen?" "Joke shows up then said "lets get married" of course im annoyed so i tell her no because i already have a wife" he even hug you tighter "let me guess your class is so shock and joke" you laugh "you didnt tell me you met uraraka" "oh not only uraraka also deku and iida" you brush his hair "mhm i miss you" he stop hugging your waist and kiss your forehead "i miss you too babe"

My children please forgive me for my grammar mistake😔

[idontblushsrry]

Hey could you maybe do an inumaki and yuta headcannon in different relationships where their s/o is jealous of maki

Ofc! Hope this is to your liking.

Yuuta Okkotsu

Ok so Okkotsu is lowkey embarrassed when he figures out that you’re jealous of Maki

That embarrassment then grows into full blown mortification when it sinks in because he’s kind of in shock that you’re jealous and is kinda embarrassed that you’re jealous on his behalf

Also like, you aren’t gonna be jealous for long bcus you literally live in this man’s head rent free

Of course it all starts when he returns from one of his trips and immediately after greeting you he just walks over to Maki and starts talking to her about whatever

Of course, you being a rational person of reasonably sound mind think it’s no big deal, you trust your boyfriend and Maki

So you note it down as weird and go on about your day

Big mistake because not only has Okkotsu spent more time this week with Maki than you (you’ve been keeping track in your head) he’s barely spent any time with you

So one day after training, you’re talking to Panda and he comes up to you and tries to hold your hand

You who’s been silently stewing,  brush his hand off and continue your conversation

Okkotsu, who couldn’t be more oblivious if he tried, goes for your hand again

This time you brush him off and cross your arms

However, he’s determined because he taps your shoulder all like “Love, your hand?” and starts gesturing that he wants to hold your hand

This can go one of two ways depending on how petty you’re willing to be

1) is you look at him and give in because man looks like 2 seconds from calling Ieiri to have you check for any type of affliction.

He’s so concerned like you’ve ever denied him affection so he’s not necessarily wrong

2) You ignore him completely and go on about your day

Do be warned that while you’re simply walking away, Yuta is having a full blown dramatic monologue, complete with slow motion falling backwards, behind you

However, you can only keep this up for max about 2 days

Yuta will keep his distance and be hesitant with approaching you in general but the man is giving you the sad hard timin look the whole time

He’ll text you like ‘my love I’m so sorry for whatever I did please forgive me <3 <3 <3 <3″

Seeing you leave him on read hurts this man in his soul

If you’re still keeping it up, eventually Maki will just come up to you like “can you get him, his whining isn’t exactly motivating”

Cue Yuta looking out the window, pondering his life choices

Sir it’s been 2 days

Anyways, Maki’s just like, “I get you’re upset or jealous or whatever but everyone can see the hearts in his eyes when he looks at you. He’s all yours, so can you two stop acting like fools?”

Ok maam a little rude but also weirdly observant

So you go over to him and kiss his hand and go “Sorry Yuta”

He looks over and his whole demeanor just instantly changes

He goes in for a hug but stops himself so you make the first move

You explain your jealousy and he apologizes, the rest of the day you both spend together, making up for lost time

Inumaki Toge

*italics is translation of what he’s saying, I didn’t want to google the technical language translations

Toge is very confused that you’re jealous

Like has he not been clear enough in his love because he’s like always around you

Unlike Yuta, Toge puts together that you’re jealous kinda quickly

He noticed that you got a bit upset when he took you to a place he and Maki had gone to before a mission once

He thought the place was nice and he wanted to show you and when you asked and he answered you just went “Oh” and got quiet

He noticed that throughout the remainder of the date your smiles seemed a little bit more forced and you seemed tenser than usual

When you got back and wen your separate ways, he texted you asking what was wrong

When you responded “Nothing’s wrong Toge :)” he knew he fucked up

He puts together that you’re jealous that night and tries to put together a plan on how best to approach the subject

He doesn’t get the chance because during training, he’s paired with Maki and you’re paired with Panda

Needless to say, both of you end up off your game

You’re attacking with way more force/energy than necessary and burning yourself out quicker

And Inumaki is tripping himself up watching on in concern out of the corner of his eye

He falls over and Maki offers her hand to pull him up

He looks around for you and realizes that you’re gone

When he asks your sparring partner, Panda says that you said you needed fresh air and to cool off, pointing in the direction you took off in

He heads after you and finds you behind some tree pouting and sad

You’re surprised he followed you but he’s holding you so tightly, you can’t exactly look at him

“I’m sorry Toge.”

“What for”

“I got jealous because you and Maki have all this history together and I’m just some outsider that’ll never compare to her.”

At that Toge stiffens, he pulls back and looks at you with an expression that says, “are you crazy?”

“That’s not true”

“I know, that’s why I didn’t want you to worry. I was just being dumb and insecure.”

“You’re not dumb you know”

Before you can refute his claim or even respond at all, Toge kisses you with all the surety of someone in love

The rest of your worries melt away as you get lost in his affection

[yostresswritinggirl]

Genshin Impact Prompt List

Made by yostresswritinggirl

Public Domain Post again! I made this because I realized that I haven't seen a drabble list that's compliant to the game's universe, however some of these lines can also be generalized! I will NOT write for this, I just made this for everyone who wants to try it out, and it was really fun to make! List is 103 lines long, go wild!

"You knew we were going to Dragonspine, now your ass is freezing."

"The milelith won't like this."

"The Knights of Favonius won't like this."

"The Fatui would have liked this."

"Is there perhaps a discount in Wangsheng Funeral Parlor?"

"Sir/Ma'am, I'm gonna need to see your gliding license."

"The statue looks kinda hot."

"Where can I buy Fatui wear?"

"Where can I buy Abyss Mage wear?"

"It hurts I know, but have you eaten a raw Jueyen chili before?"

"Paimon is being stupid again."

"I don't think the Ruin Guard wants to be friends."

"In terms of Mora, we have Childe."

"They're turning you into a furry, it's concerning."

"Let me ask the stars— the stars said no."

"If we throw hard enough, we can probably hit Celestia."

"This is the sixth time I saw you fell off Barbatos' statue and it's getting concerning."

"You're telling me this feather will make me powerful?"

"It's been three months, when will you stop challenging the Oceanid?"

"That's pretty high, you think I'll die from that height?"

"Come on now, they're just taking a break..."

"Pick a god and start praying."

"I'd know that hair from anywhere!"

"So, about that economic crisis..."

"Hey, have you been to that 'perfume shop' before?"

"I actually don't drink tea."

"Does coffee even exist here?"

"Timmie's birds make the best Sweet Madame!"

"Olah!" [Hello in Hilichurlian]

"Hm, I wanna adopt one of those." "THOSE can kill you, by the way."

"Woah, cool weapon, can I have it?"

"Sir/Ma'am, this is strictly a no diving zone."

"I haven't seen green grass in ages..."

"Please answer honestly, is this genocide?"

"Never thought flower-picking would end up like this."

"This commission is not worth the mora it offers."

"There are no explicit laws against it, but this feels weirdly illegal."

"I don't think Katheryne wants to give me any more commissions."

"Nothing like a delicious Hilichurl camp-cooked meal!"

"So you're homeless?"

"Does being chased by guards count me in as a criminal?"

"This sign can't stop me, I don't understand Teyvat language!"

"I think I'm too stupid for this puzzle."

"How many artifacts do I have to get before I'm considered part of the Treasure Hoarders?"

"I need me a pocket Barbara."

"I know that cough from anywhere, that's definitely ____!"

"That bastard." "Yeah but which one?" "THE bastard."

"You know it actually doesn't taste that bad— *proceeds to vomit*"

"Since when was the last time you took a shower?"

"I'm pretty sure this is crossing borderline masochist territory."

"I don't like the sight of red snow."

"I don't think this is part of the prophecy."

"You ever look at something and think, how much Mora would that cost?"

"There's too many pretty wo/men around here."

"You have no idea how books can cause murder in this continent."

"You need a break, we all need a break, please take a break."

"My subordinates aren't home." "I'm on my way."

"May all the seven archons forgive me for what I'm about to do."

"I don't really know what's happening, but if it involves you, it's probably not good."

"You wouldn't want to anger the God of Contracts now, would you?"

"I'm gonna need a shot of fire-water for this..."

"You're telling me THIS is edible?"

"You're telling me S/HE'S not sus?!"

"You are dripping hella suspicious energy, maam/sir."

"God, I wanna be manhandled."

"I'm gonna climb that."

"Please don't climb that."

"I want to come out of this alive, thanks."

"You're too hot to be single, what is this sorcery?"

"You can't say aesthetic to everything."

"I'm from another world, these laws don't apply to me!"

"I'd appreciate it if you don't scream honeybun in public."

"Think of what _____ would say!" "They'd probably say I don't care."

"Would being an atheist prevent me from receiving a Vision?"

"Ewww, a (weapon) user?"

"I'm gonna need you to do social distancing, about 100 meters away from me."

"Where's a restraining order when you need one?"

"Ohh." "Ohh?" "Rock." "Rock?" "Shiny rock."

"I would like to dedicate this song to my dearest friend." *screams*

"Awwe, you scared them away." "I think you did that yourself."

"I can hear them, the Gods." "What do they say?" "That you need to shut up."

"I wonder how it's like to be eaten whole by a slime."

"I don't think bandages is an appropriate date attire."

"There's this annoying pain at my side. My right side. Right next to me. This pain right here."

"How can one be THIS broke?"

"I can't believe I'm saying this, but s/he's right for once."

"This nation sucks, I'm leaving."

"You can't arrest me, this is the City of Freedom!"

"I can't even pick a meal myself and now you're making me choose between these hot wo/men?!"

"In my world, we call this a not-poggers moment."

"I never knew fishing could be competitive."

"You're too cold for your Vision."

"You're too hot for your Vision."

"Ugh, why can't this happen on a Sunday?"

"Which innocent bystander did you steal this from?"

"This team needs a power cheer."

"I'm so mad, I'd fight gods!"

"That Hilichurl is looking at me not nicely."

"THIS is why you're under MY supervision."

"There's a thing called ignorance and you're abusing the heck outta it."

"No amount of painkillers can relieve me from the headache that is you."

"And you said we're just here to PICK flowers."

"I know where this is going, and it's going somewhere I don't like."

[saintobio]

If people are guessing correctly, it means you are great at setting things up! And you are!! You are amazing and i love your writing!

Please take the time you need to rest and don't feel like the chapters should be shorter in order to update faster. You don't owe us anything and we know you have a life outside the blog

That said omgg i would melt if hoejo called me "my wifey" i'm such a subby sucker i would probably forgive him so fast. Rip to mc but i'm different (??

Anonymous said

gojo calling y/n 'wifey' is cute, but the lady at givenchy calling y/n 'mrs. zen'in' is the cutest ! i wanted to stop by and say to always take your time when working on your stories, and i love how they are all beautifully written 😊 hoping to see toji in the future chapters ❤ sorry for my bad english hehe

Anonymous said

hi lovely, as always an amazing chapter. you really are out doing yourself!! a lot of readers don’t understand how much time it takes to write something like this especially when you do 8k + every week (almost twice that amount this week!!) plsplspls rest ai, ilysm ppl shouldn’t snap at you for taking a little longer to update.

and to the ungrateful readers out there one week is NORMAL. writing can take hours upon hours sometimes, pls keep sometime for yourself:( she works SOOO hard to pump out chapters every few days so don’t go bitchin. pls make time to check on the socials, spend time with loved ones and rest bb. you deserve it. <3

Anonymous said

The way I woke up exactly at 3am to read this is 🌚👌

Anyway,,, ch7 was just– "😭🥰🤗😢😰" yeah mixed feelings. At this point I'm just 50/50 on rooting for Gojo x MC,, I'm so conflicted at this point pls. For the first time, I was actually looking forward to seeing Toji and see him be with MC, surprisingly since I never really was attached to his character in canon so yeah thx Ai :'D. This whole chapter just got me so pissed at Sera 😭 like miss maam you're the mistress here,, stay on your lane.

Speaking of "mistress" Gojo really had no right getting mad at MC for saying Sera was the mistress. Like was she wrong🤨🤨 He had the audacity to get angry abt "Mrs. Zenin" and her mini date with Toji when he was the one who called her an "attention-seeker" and told her to stay away from him. Choose a struggle sir🙄🤚

This whole chapter was so great Ai pls— I really love MC sm and tbh I really want her to distance herself from Gojo even for a few days since oml she deserves better😔 her self-worth is too great to be wasted to be with someone like Gojo and she needs to realize to love herself like the queen she is👏👏

Ahhhhh anyway,, Ai thank for you this chapter but please do remember to rest and take care of yourself before anything. *huggies* 🥺❤

Anonymous said

CHAPTER 7????? OH MY GOD IT WAS SO GOOD??

listen i’m all for anti-gojou propaganda but he was so SOFT this chapter and my heart cannot handle it. he was so vulnerable with mc and omg pls the daddy stuff was so hot i cannot. BUT THE ENDING?? i know i shouldn’t but i hate sera so much!! like “i cant believe you’d actually bring her here” BITCH ITS HIS OFFICE!!! MC IS HIS WIFE!!! WHO TF ARE YOU!!! and i already know that mc is gonna get upset about him tracking sera’s cycle (as she should!!) but like he’s doing it to not get her pregnant. like satoru is literally thinking about mc 24/7 and it seems like mc is thinking about sera more than gojou at this point! im simply crying in the club and i’ll be coming up with all kinds of scenarios in my head until the next update. as always you’re amazing and i can’t wait to see what you come up with next 💕

Anonymous said

Okay there is no way Sera “loves” him!!! She doesn’t like it when Gojo talk to her about his problems but is okay with talking about Hers??? Like okay we get it you have problems but so do other people!!!! (That kinda sounds bad) like having money is nice and all but there are still problems!!! Gojo has been and still is being abused!!! And the fact she doesn’t what to heat it??? Lmao no. She’s terrible. And like…she has to only like Gojo for his money! She accepted his fathers money! She accepts the gifts Gojo gets her and says “no I can’t…but if you insist!!!” Like bro… no…. She likes the gifts because it makes her feel like a princess which is okay to feel but not when your using someone… and at this point it only seems like she’s using him… sorry for the rant! I’m loving it and I can’t wait to chapter 8!!! I’m scared so I might avoid it for like 2 second because I’m weak 😩 but it’s like exited but scared😩

Anonymous said

Asdfgghk I can noooooooot gojo gets on every nerve that I have yet i still love him I've definitely had enough of sera like i need her to fuck all the way off

I was so happy when mc finally started giving gojo a taste of his own medicine it's what he deserves but it was still very nice that she was able to help him when he needed it that whole scene was sweet

Buuut I was so sad when I read toji wasnt at the party😭 but here to hoping him and mc have more moments in the next chapter omfg what if in the end she really does end up with him and gojo is sad because she does leave him anyway ignore that that's just me thinking out loud lol

But frfr I super duper love this story and this chapter was a rollercoaster of emotions and I loved it thank you u so very much for sharing it with us

Anonymous said

...idk man, I just want y/n to grow a backbone and acc put herself first 😞 shes doing everything for him and never for herself which is kinda too nice that its painful 👀 miss girl I can be ur personal assassin, dont gotta pay me I'll do it anyway 🙄 I'm honestly so confused with gojou like I acc cant get my head around this guy man. And that bora bora trip sounds like a pain 😒 how do we even come cry for this guy when I'm literally the one who wants to make him cry blood 🤷🏻‍♀️

Anonymous said

I WAS LIKE AYEEEEE WE’RE GETTING SOMEWHERE AND THEN THE ENDING WRECKED MY HOPES AND DREAMS OF A HAPPY GOJO X Y/N ENDING 😭😭

Literally it sucks so much because satoru has so much trauma from childhood that would honestly mess up anyone if they went through it , he felt that his mom abandoned him and he has an abusive father and his only haven are his memories of y/n, who he relates to the mother that abandoned him 😭. It’s so upsetting because he’s just a broken man who doesn’t know how to fix himself and in return he’s putting all his hurt onto y/n and it’s spinning her deeper into not only confusion but possibly even depression 🥺

I LOVE EVERY SINGLE ONE OF U !! thank u for the messages, reactions, analyses <33 i’m sorry ai is too tired to respond individually but i’ve compiled all of ur amazing asks so everyone can see <33

[aresrl]

I hihi I am!!! A little nervous w/ doing this bc I've never done this b4 so please bear🐻 w// me💦 May I request a match up? A vision, a romantic partner and maybe a friend and/or enemy? If that's too much feel free to just assign me a vision + partner, ehe/// Preferably male for a romantic match-up, but either gender is fine with a friend and enemy match-up^^ I tried to be as detailed as possible but I think I ended up just ranting, so im v v sorry if it's long! I sort of fluctuate when it comes to being an introvert/extroverted. W// strangers and irl, I'm very introverted and shy!! Rarely speak and if I do it's just the usual "Hi how are you? That's good. I'm good too, thank you for asking:)" yeayea I'm not too. Keen on social interaction irl. But I always do my best to be very nice!! I never wanna come off as mean bc wow what a bad first impression that would be. But with friends / ppl ik online?? Whew I am very very friendly n chatty ^^ Either very high energy or very chill, there's rarely any inbetween. Sometimes I like to jokingly tease my friends but I'd never go too far / make them uncomfortable!! And if I do I always apologize right away!! I like to say that I'm affectionate?? My strongest love language is def physical affection, if not quality time. Idk man there's just something about vibing with someone or hugging them that just aaaaa/// Although I usually display affection w// words of affection bc. Literally most of my friends are online friends so I can't actually hug them, sad times. Idk if this is needed/important info but I just remembered: I'm 5'6 around??? Need glasses bc. Whew i am blind (near sighted), I'm poc (specifically black) anndd, hm. Actually I think thats it for this section, aha. As you can see I'm, not really all that organized. Also I don't have the best attention span - while writing this I'm circling between 4 different apps - and I'm a bit of a mess. And also a little stupid. Just a smidge dumb. But I have my moments - I solved like. 2 puzzles in Inazuma by myself so I think that counts for something. I also find that I tend to talk a whole lot when I have an idea or smthn to say abt a thing I'm super interested in!! That's info-dumping. I info dump. Yes. I also really like to listen to other people talk abt things they like!!!! Its so nice :) I'm protective over people I care about!! I've never done it but 100% would bark at someone who messed with someone close to be. Arf arf yaknow. I tend to he impulsive. I'll do something, and be all "YEAH>:D" and then regret it later. And then I'll do it all over again in a fun little cycle :) I consider myself an optimist, but quickly turn into a pessimist whenever it concerns myself. Fun funfun. Should probably mention that I am. A very insecure person w/ dangerously low self esteem, which is super fun esp when you mix that with the fact that I'm rarely ever motivated to improve. Yayayay Also sort of a pushover?? Like most often than not I'll be convinced to do something, even if I'm not too keen on doing it. Also afraid of confrontation when it comes to my friends and strangers (that is, if it's concerning me!! I'll order smthn for my friend but if I need to order for myself?? uhh stutter time aha). I'm also a mega simp ahah! Srsly though if I fall for someone/get infatuated with someone I. Will be so obvious abt it even though I try very hard not to be. Would gush over that person probably. I don't really like mean people tbh. Like yes I'll be nice and civil with them but!!! I cannot stand!!! Rude people!!! Esp when they're mean for no reason like sir??? maam??? homie??? chill pls ty<3 People who aren't necessarily mean, but moreso have bastard energy and are just really "hehe>:D" but playfully are p poggers tho!!! I think I get along with kids!! I have a little sister,, around like. Nine? And we get along really well!! I also try and match a kid's energy whenever I'm tasked with looking after them. I take pride in the fact that kids like me >:].... even if they sometimes scare me-- Ok, interest time!!

I like art!! Quite a bit!! Less of a realistic artist and more of a cartoonist!! Idk there's just something fun abt drawing cartoons, hehe. I also like self ships - I have quite a bit of them, actually ! Idk its comforting drawings your fictional crushes loving you idkidk. I like writing too! Both original stories, and one-shots or personal fics that are associated with already created media!! Writing character backstories and personalities and stuff is also fun too! I've even made my own fictional world with a full fledged backstory n everything! It's very fun to think about. I'm a day dreamer!!! Yea remember when I said I write stories? I day dream abt potential stories even more. Mmm daydream world so nice so warm so fun I read aswell!! Mostly fantasy books, or stories where animals are the protagonists. Think Warrior Cats. But my favorite book series has got to be Guardians of Ga'Hoole. Fantasy owl books, anyway! X Readers are also things I enjoy reading :) Again, s I m p Also gaming!!! Is something fun I do sometimes!!! Although it's usually Genshin Impact, or Wii Sports/Resort w// my little sister. Oh, also pokemon! I rlly like Primarina, Vaporeon, Sylveon and Vulpix/Ninetails! I absolutely adore sweet foods, and baking is smthn I'm def interested in! Don't like foods w// weird textures though, like beans or mashed potatoes. Also I. Love spice so much. Mmm love it when my mouth burns so bad. Don't have a favorite animal but I've had three cats in my lifetime (btw not important but my current cat is named Sylvester and. He's my baby boy) so I am. A very big cat fan. Probably not needed but I really like sword and claymore characters. Literally all of the characters I main are either sword or claymore users. Although I did get Diona, so I miiight start forcing myself to learn how to aimmm. I see that I tend to like people/characters that are a little more extroverted than me. Upbeat, happy type beat!!! Nice sunshine babies, :) I think thats it! I hope this was good enough? Again, first time doing this (at 2am nonetheless) so forgive me if I got too rambly or did anything wrong ^^ Thank you for taking the time out of your day to read this! And I hope your day is good / you had a good day, depending on when you read this, ehe!

Hey! Sorry if the wait has been long! I also love Warrior Cats (I promise myself, one day I'll finish it.)

You received... A Pyro vision! Optimistic, enthusiastic, impulsive, reckless, and a lot of energy are the general characteristics held by the Pyro vision. • I hesitated between the Pyro and Hydro vision, but your energy distinguishes you from the Hydro vision. • You said you were impulsive, always doing something you might regret later but still doing it. • You react quickly: as you said, if somebody hurt someone you love, you won't think twice before barking. Your partner would be... Xingqiu! “This feeling was unexpected.” • At first, you were just friends, and Xingqiu really loved to tease you. Actually, you both teased each other. But eventually, a feeling of love towards you grew into Xingqiu. And that was reciprocated. • Your relationship is filled with teases, jokes, and good/funny moments where you mostly share what you commonly appreciate. • He also knows when to get serious: for example, he does everything to support you during your moments of struggle concerning your self-esteem. Your friend would be... Childe! “Luckily, I'm here!” • You two also share funny moments, especially during situations where your “stupidity” is overtaken by his insight. • Sometimes, he finds you cute. • He likes the fact that you get along well with kids. It leads you to great moments with him and his siblings. • You're quite the opposite in terms of self-esteem. I think it's a good thing because it makes you complementary. Your enemy would be... Albedo! A misunderstanding. • You wouldn't hate each other, but I think Albedo wouldn't like the way you use your energy, and when you're more in a chill mood (meaning you're more available for him to talk), he could get pissed at how much times he'd have to repeat himself for you to understand something. • He's very patient, but he understood quickly that his interests would maybe not be within your reach. • You would just be too different. Worth to mention • You and Venti are like drama queens in Mondstadt. You are good friends. But you both know that you can't be more, as it would eventually both drag you down (because of similar problems). • Klee is also your best friend: both of you share decisions that you definitely will regret later. Or maybe not. • Hu tao and you are kinds of silently competing over who's the best tease, and she beats you. My goal is definitely not achieved. I hope I can catch up tomorrow. And don't worry, it was surprisingly good for a first description!

[bearsfakedthemoonlanding]

Trans Boy Day Vlog

“Hey, Joseph... you know that vlogs are video-blogs, right?” 

No, I don’t.  I like the word. 

[CW: misgendering, musing about gender meant to pass absolutely no judgment and probably mean absolutely nothing to anyone else besides myself.  this tumblr really is for myself and my thoughts, and if something i think or feel or say affects you negatively-- i’m so sorry.

we all experience ourselves and our lives very differently. i cannot expect my experiences to fit you nicely, just as you can’t expect yours to fit me either.  what i say is about myself, my own life, and my own boyhood.  however you experience yours is just as valid as my own.]

Today is a good day!  It’s been two shifts since I’ve embarrassed myself terribly, and I think we can keep this up with enough effort.  Go team.  I was “ma’am”d and unfortunate amount of times today.  Enough so that I looked to my chef and said, “okay, dude, level with me.  what the fuck am I doing wrong?” 

because let me paint you a picture.  black sneakers.  baggy black jeans. a black uniform t-shirt. a black apron, not synched at the waist. a binder. no boobs.  a black face mask that covers everything under my eyes.  a black baseball cap on backwards.  thick glasses.  if anything, i am shapeless.  i am the same height and build as two of my cis-male coworkers.  and yet, all fuckin’ day, I get “ma’am” and “miss” and “dear” and “baby” 

I don’t hate pet names. I really don’t.  any time a sweet older woman calls me “baby” it increases my HP by like. +5.  God bless the south.  but men don’t call each other “baby,” so every time a man does it, I lose a month off of my life. just a month. let’s not be melodramatic here. 

if men went around calling each other “baby” then we would have no problems!  but they don’t. so i seeth. 

what. am. i. doing. wrong. 

we decided it just has to be the voice.  allegedly I don’t have feminine mannerisms, and i don’t walk weird, and nothing about me outwardly screams “girl.” so what gives? 

the voice. 

testosterone, baby, i’m begging you. drop me already, please for the love of God. 

isn’t gender a funny thing?  for my own personal use, i could care less.  who i am in private, or around my good close friends, or my partner, is ambiguous and without bounds.  that boy doesn’t need any rules or guidelines.  he can act however he acts, and it’s all okay. 

but in public i get “baby” and “sweetheart” and “dear.”  with certain coworkers i feel the pressure to “butch up,” lest they think i’m faking it. 

faking it. fuck me, right?  oh to live in a way that is effortless.  i spent so much time as a girl trying to act properly like one, hoping against hope that enough “faking it” would turn it from “faking it” into “feeling it.”  being a girl was so hard.  giving up on being a girl wasn’t much better, because yeah I was more comfortable with myself, but then i was just “bad at being a girl.” and for a while that was enough, because i was still so angry and rebellious.  you know how you are at seventeen/eighteen/nineteen but y’know.  i don’t wanna be angry and rebellious forever. i just wanna be. 

and i’ve wanted to be a man since i first imagined the option.  thanks Mulan, you’re the real MVP.  if this was conversion therapy camp, i’d site that movie as my “root.”  but fuck that. 

i don’t really want to be cis. i don’t know who the fuck i would be if i’d been born with a dick and shoved into masculine roles my entire childhood. i have no idea what that kid would have been like, who they would have grown up to be. so much of who i am is because of who i was when i was little.  how could i ever try and get rid of that? pain and confusion and all that was wrapped up in it, it wasn’t all bad, it wasn’t just constant misery. it was a lot of good.  and to have not had that, to have not spent so much time discovering this person that i am now. 

i don’t know who that person would be. i don’t know if i would like them.

passing socially feels like trying to tick things off of a checklist. fit into a nice little descriptor. i am a “dude.” i am “sir.” i am “son” and “guy” and “young man.”  or at least, i am everything that is not “maam” and “girl” and “young lady” and “miss.” 

sometimes, secretly, i wish i could be comfortable like that. i imagine myself as a girl/lady/woman who hears those words and they feel right, but it feels like that woman exists at the end of a different path.  as if, somewhere between eleven and fourteen i took a fork in the road that brought us here.  and if i’d taken the other fork, i would have been there with Her.  

she would have bouncy bobbed hair and wear cute skirts and suspenders, and she would be a spitfire and confident, and she would still be entirely me. all the feelings and smiles and mannerisms and humor and interests, but she would be a girl. 

but i’m not her.  i’m that person, that same exact person, those same feelings and smiles and mannerisms and humor and interests, but i’m a boy. i feel it deep in my gut, in my chest.  i don’t know what it would take to get to Her.  I tried a long long time to get to her.  i don’t want to keep trying. 

why fight it?  why fucking bother, when this is so comfortable?  when i LOVE who i am, as a boy, all cropped hair and tough jeans and bruised knees and knuckles and mud on my shoes and eventually a deeper voice, an adams apple, a kind smile and strong hands and my dad’s ears 

yeah. i’ve had this vision for a while now.  i’ve been this boy for a while now, i just didn’t quite know Him yet.  i am so grateful for who i’ve grown up to be.  for the man i’m growing into.  maybe it’s taking me longer than other guys, sure.  but we all take our own time. 

besides, my family is full of late bloomers.

give me a few years, and i’ll look just right, and feel just right, and i won’t miss the woman I could have become, because really

y’know what? 

genders an illusion anyways.  men, women, fuck it. 

i’m incoherent, please forgive me. i’m on three hours of sleep and five cups of coffee and a few pain killers. it’s been a long day. but i’m so happy. 

[little-dragon-stories]

Damage done Part 1

One time… You did it only once and it happened to break Jiyong’s heart. If at least you had confessed immediately the truth to him. If you hadn't let your feelings get into the story, maybe you could be happy today. But you loved each other intensely and you betrayed him. 

Pairing: reader and Jiyong

W.C 3742.

Warning: Angst (happy ending?? Not sure yet!). Deep sadness, alcohol (don’t drink and drive yall), eventual smut, broken heart Jiyong, bad words, what else? Read the warnings before each part please. 

Note: I’m not used to write angst. My natural «unicorn, fluffy cotton candy and cute little kitten» side wanted to take the lead of this fic. But hey! I kept it under control :) I hope you will enjoy this fic. It was suppose to be a one shot but I think it will be good to take a break between the parts. Enjoy :)

Note to my princess @aspaceformyself​: Thanks hun for reading it like 3 times just to make me feel more secure about my work. Your encouragement helped me a lot. Thanks for inspiring me this angst, you are the best. Love you. 

2 years ago

In the air came the smell of alcohol, sweat, cheap perfume and sex. There was almost no light in this smoke-filled bar. The music, a heavy beat with insignificant words yelled by a wailing voice, ignited the dancers on the dance floor. That people could enjoy or even just dance on such bad songs was beyond your comprehension.  You never came into that bar, it’s not your kind of place. Normally you don’t really go out to be honest. But tonight, one of your best friend, a member of ‘the marvelous’ as you call your group of friends, specially requested to come here. Apparently her favorite actor comes here often and she wanted to have a snatch on him. This also, is something that you don’t understand: the fascination people have for celebrity, the excitement that some people have when they are placed in front of a public figure even if they don’t like or appreciate them that much. Some would just lose it completely and act differently. Well, you guess that it’s not your business after all.

None of you knew before coming here that to enter the bar you needed to have a VIP pass or your name needed to be on the invite list. After your friends were met with a stubborn «no» from the doorman, you tried your best to change his mind by exposing your cleavage and taking your sweetest voice. Fortunately, you didn’t have to play the seductress for too long because in 30 seconds he had drool coming from his mouth and he let you in against the promise of a dance before the end of the evening. You said yes of course, knowing too well that he will forget about you in no time, seduced by the next pretty girl that will flash a little skin under his nose. Why did you have to do that? It was never like you to expose yourself like that!

«Our little Y/n has some great arguments» one of the marvelous said, grabbing her boobs to show her point. «Of course she does, that little bitch» another one added.

«Can you please stop talking about my boobs like I am not here» you pleaded adjusting your dress, trying to cover the parts that you generously exposed seconds ago. 

«It’s probably her outlandish appearance that pleased men like that, she is so exotic» you hear one said. 

«Men are so stupid»

Your friends laughed and grabbing your hand, they dragged you as close as they could to the VIP zone. A zone that was not visible from your side of the bar in which celebrity, apparently, have access to enjoy a dance floor but while enjoying some intimacy. You noticed that your friends were trying to look through the mirror wall and one of them was even placing her hand over her eyes as if she is protecting herself from the sun. You started to laugh out loud, tears running down your eyes when you noticed her attitude. If she was offended, she didn’t let you know because a waiter was coming in your direction.

Your friend, the one who dragged all of you here tonight, experienced a bad break up recently. She cheated on her boyfriend and expected him to forgive her like nothing really happened. After all, as she argued, she was drunk when it happened. This shitty argument was also beyond your comprehension and you tried to tell her, that her behavior couldn’t be forgiven as easy as 1-2-3. But your arguments met a wall and remembering all the previous conversations you had with her, you knew there was no point in losing your time and words arguing, she would never get it anyway. So for tonight, the only thing you could do to show her some “support” was drink and enjoy a night at the bar. That is exactly what you did. You drank a shooter after another, a cocktail or 2 and then a soju&beer. You hit the dance floor with one of the girls, slapping an anonymous touchy hand here and there. You might be drunk but you still have some self-love and there is no way in hell you will let a pure stranger that you don’t even find attractive touch you.

Between the drinks and a couple of dances on bad music, you came back to meet with your other 2 friends. They have found a table near the VIP entrance of course and they were snitching inside each time the door would open. Each time you noticed their attitude you smiled at them, really, they were funny tonight.

At 0h35 precisely something really strange happened. You will always remember the time it was because it’s exactly at this time that your life took a new turn. A dark turn.

«Maam, can you follow me please» a tall, muscular man asked you politely.

«Me? Why?»

«Someone in the VIP room would like to meet you» You started to laugh, certainly too much for the circumstances if you judge by the faces that met your eyes. You could blame it on all the booze you drank, if you would care.

«I’m afraid I won’t follow you sir». 

«WHAT», «ARE YOU CRAZY» and «NO, NO, NO, she will follow you, she is just joking around» you heard your friends told the man, panicked. 

«No girls, I ain’t going anywhere»

«I think she’s disconnected with reality» your broken hearted friend said.

«Tell the man that she is coming IF we are coming with her» the arrogant one claimed. Well yes, that could work. After all, it will cause you no pain, you thought, and the girls will be happy.

«Yes sir, tell that to your mysterious man. If my girls come, I will too».

He leaved and opened the door. He didn’t have to say anything, someone from the inside probably watching you from behind the miroir wall, gave him an instruction. He kept the door opened and gestured you to come in. All your friends started hopping while walking as they dragged you in. 

«Dear lord, I haven’t sign for all this shit» you murmured for yourself absolutely not impressed by the turn the evening was taking.

When you arrived in the VIP zone, you were quickly plunged into another world. First, you had to leave your cell phone and purse at the door and then because the room was full of people dressed in big brands. You didn’t belong here and you didn’t want to belong either. An inner howl assailed you and you found yourself longing to flee.Turning around on your heels, you collided with a tall and broad-shouldered man handing you a flute of champagne that you just ignored.

«Hello gorgeous, it’s the first time I see you here» Oh! No! This is the worst pick up line you ever heard, so common.

«You just called me gorgeous. Really?» you snapped. Where is your shitty attitude coming from tonight?

The man didn’t flinch at all, instead he started to laugh.

«You have to forgive her please Jonghee oppa, she is completely drunk» you heard your supposedly broken heart friend said from your left side.

«You know him?» you questioned.

«Of course, he’s Kim Jonghee, everybody knows him» she said, keeping her eyes straight on him. «Hi oppa, it was nice of you to invite us here» She was openly seductive, forcing her voice to give it a languid effect and anyone with the slightest bit of judgment could immediately say that her gentleness was forced.

«It’s ok, I wanted to meet up with that beautiful lady in the gold dress. I had no choice but to invite her here» he said, staring at you from head to toes. 

«I suggest you not to lose your time on me. To be honest, I am not at my best right now and nothing you will say or do will make me want to follow you. '' His face went blank, probably surprised to be turned down.

«If you didn’t understand the message, let me make myself clear. I won’t follow you home tonight. No easy sex for you, at least not with me» you barked. Yes, really, something was wrong with you. You could see by just looking around that all the woman in the room were longing for him and here you were. You didn’t have the time to analyse your behavior, a great burst of laughter made you turn your head in its direction. That’s when you saw him for the first time, the most beautiful man that you ever laid your eyes on. The man that was about to shake your world upside down. 

He was straight behind you. Mesmerizing. Ravishing. Handsome. You had no actual words to describe the effect he had on you. Not so tall but still taller and wider than you, a delicate frame, an angelic face with a cute mole on the right cheek. His lower lip was luscious and red surmounted by a bit thinner but no less appetizing one, both reunited in a mischievous smile. And his eyes, god… his eyes were brown, almond shaped, sparkling. Maybe his eyes looked brighter because he was drunk too, you will never know. Whatever reason it was, his eyes shone with intelligence and charm and you were seduced right away. 

«You’ve been told Jonghee» he said to the man who was flirting with you. «I would take it as a definitive no if I was you» he added before he bowed his head to you smiling.Then, he continued on his way to the back of the room, looking in your direction before he sat at a table with some other people. You think that you recognise one of the women, you have the impression that she is the rapper CL.

«Well young lady you are not short for words, I love it.'' You looked at the man that just speak, ready to burst but before you could add anything, your friends took your arm and excused your behavior. They asked him for a minute of privacy.

«Y/n, he’s the reason for our presence in that very bar. Oh! My! God! Life is so unfair. Why is he even trying to hit on you, you little bitch» your broken-heart friend told you.

«Well, because I am irresistible of course» you joked «We all know that among the 4 of us, I am the most successful with men» you continued suddenly overconfident for absolutely no good reason. You never had that much success with men. At least, not with interesting one according to your tastes.

«But why in hell would he, the man of my dreams, wants you and not me. This is so unfair» she whined, almost throwing a tantrum in the middle of the VIP zone.

You were drunk and not giving a shit about anything but mostly her attitude annoyed you.

«I don’t know man. You ask HIM» you snapped at her.

«Y/n, can you please stay quiet for a few more minutes, it’s the first time we are invited in the VIP section and we would like to enjoy it a little longer» the kindest of the quatuor asked. «please, pretty please» she asked with her puppy eyes.

«Ok, I will but just because YOU asked me nicely»

«Thank you. I know, you are having a bad time recently but please, I am begging you, y/f/n just got dumped, it ain’t easy for her either. Would you try to smile and endure a little longer for me, please?» You kissed her chubby cheek and smiled the most radiant smile you could go for tonight, hoping it won’t look like a grimace instead.

«Yeah, yeah. But I am telling you, in 15 minutes I am going home with or without you»

«60?»

«30��

«DEAL» she beamed.

The man named Jonghee came back with drinks for all of you. Too careful to accept a drink that could contain God knows what and remembering your promise to hold your temper back, you politely declined this time. All of you went to sit at a table, has the initiative of the actor whose name you had already forgotten. As you sat, you saw on the other side of the mirror wall for the first time. All the party people dancing along the loud music, the way they flirt with each other. People using the mirror to check their makeup or remove food from between their teeth, trying not to be seen by their conquests of the evening. Nothing that happened on the other side of the bar could be hidden from the VIPs here. That made you sad, now that you see it. You feel like you were part of a big circus, some curiosity from another world. With all the money people seemed to have here, of course you were a curiosity from another dimension. 

All of you continued to drink and talk, joined by other people from time to time. You found yourself eyeing into the back of the room a couple of times, each time you did, your eyes met HIS. Normally, you would have shyly hide your blushing face from his view, embarrassed because you got caught looking at him. Tonight though, driven by an internal force you never possessed, a false insurance or even by the level of alcohol in your blood system, you smiled at him. It happened once, twice and thrice. An obviously growing interest in both your faces each time your eyes met. Your friends never saw what was happening, lost in a conversation with Jong “something”.  When the beautiful man found himself close to you and offered you to join him, you accepted his hand and followed him gracefully to a more private spot. You didn’t look on your back to see what was happening with your friends, enthralled by the stranger that you now know is named Jiyong. Jiyong, what a beautiful name. You love the way he pronounced it, the musicality of the 2 syllables. Literally, everything that came from him charmed you. The way he smiled, the way he looked at you but mostly everything that was coming from his mouth. He was brilliant and you had a very interesting conversation about what was going on on the other side of the glasses. You were trying to guess who among the couples on the dance floor were new conquests or already in love. It was a funny and deep conversation at the same time, you could see that Jiyong was a deep person with not only a beautiful smile but with a head on his shoulders. When he leaved for a bathroom call, you looked at your cell phone that kept buzzing against your leg on the purse beside you. You looked at the messages on the «marvelous» chat.

Friend 1: ‘Y/N YOU LUCKY BITCH. YOU COLLECT MEN LIKE A FEMALE VERSION OF DON JUAN’.

Friend 2: ‘Leave her alone, she deserves it’

Friend 3: ‘But the catch she just made tho… I’m JEALOUS’

Friend 1: I guess she won’t do anything anyway WHAT A WASTE

How do they know about him? Is he a celebrity too? It’s a possibility considering his charisma. You’ll have to ask him what he’s doing in life. You’ll do it later, he was coming back.

«Y/n, it’s almost closing time. I normally don’t do this but I’m having such a great time with you»

«I have a good time too. I was upset tonight, you managed to calm me down»

«I can tell, I tamed the wild cat, have I?» he chuckled shyly. How can someone laugh and be embarrassed at the same time? He was so seductive.

«Well… without any bad intentions behind this, would you like to come to my place? I don’t want to be seperate from you already. If you’re not tired of me, of course.»

The effect those words had on you, almost like you had happy bubbles inside of your stomach. He was sweet, polite and charming but hey, you knew too well that «no bad intentions» was only bullshit. 

«Oh well, yes. Yes! I’d like too»

«Good, let’s go» he smiled reaching out his hand palm up.

«Let me tell my friends that I am leaving without them»

«Of course, look, I’ll wait for you outside. See the man there» he pointed a man completely dressed in black «he will bring you to my car when you’re done, if that’s ok for you?»

«Very good, let me a minute or two»

When you arrived at the table where your friends were, you still had a high level of alcohol in your body. Playful, you told them.

«I guess I will score tonight! I’m leaving with him ladies and gent»

«I hate you», «bitch», «be careful» they said at the same time.

«Jesus, he’s so pretty and kind and wonderful» you said, dreamy.

«Jiyong hyung is indeed very charming» Jonghee said «I guess he got the catch of the day». That comment insulted you but you decided that beside making him “the face”, you will let that leave it unanswered. On a playful mode you proposed.

«Girls, let’s make a bet» 

Before that fateful moment, you had never made a bet. Not a single one. You always found the bets childish and not respectful. But tonight for some reason, the words escaped your mouth in front of your friends, Jonghee and another man that you never saw before.

«What do you want to bet» The broken hearted inquired.

«I bet 250$ that I will have sex not just once but twice with him because you know, he will ask for more»

«Someone is confident»

«Y/n, baby you shouldn’t bet like that, what’s wrong with you» your kindest friend said.

«You bitch»

«I am super confident. He invited me without intentions, his words. But I bet we’ll have sex anyway»

«Deal», «Deal», «Holy mother fuckers! Deal»

And like that, you just ruined all your chances of happiness.

Present day

Jiyong’s POV

He was ready to go home when he recognized you coming in the restaurant. He had already eaten dinner and was about to leave. When he saw you coming his way, he almost lost his mind. If his mother hadn’t been with him he would have stood up and fought you hard. It was 2 years ago and he still remember as if it were yesterday. The humiliation, the pain you caused him. The way you played with his heart. He could never forget or forgive you.

Seeing you grin from ear to ear made him mad. How could you forget so quickly? Was he just an omen in your life? Did he even count? And most of all, who was that man with you? No, he needed to do something. He couldn’t let you like that, happy while he’s still recovering from you. He sent his mom to the car and moved nearer to your table. It was the first time he saw you since that ill-fated day and you didn’t lose any of your charms. Your eyes were still glistening and your smile dazzling. The sound of your voice, he will remember that sweet melody for the rest of his life, charmed him the exact same way it did back then. If only he’d never met you, maybe he’d be happy today.

«Y/n!, I see you’re still using your charms against us, men»

The man you were with, a co-worker that you appreciate very much, choke on his water when he recognized Jiyong. Trying to stand up to greet him with a bow, he was stopped in full motion by Jiyong’s coldness.

«Stay on your chair, you don’t need to be polite with me since you’re older. Right?»

«Jiyong, please, don’t make a fuss here»

«I didn't think what people said could bother you. You ain’t superficial, aren’t you?»

«Jiyong...»

«Oh! I forgot! You are superficial, my bad. I guess I forgot everything about you already»

«I’m really sorry about that, maybe we should go somewhere else» you told your co-worker.

«Don’t bother, I am leaving. It was a pleasure seeing you again» and turning to face your friend «Sir, if I were you I wouldn’t trust a single word that comes out of that pretty mouth. She is a maneater» 

He regretted his words when he saw the big tears flooding your cheeks.

«Jiyong, I am so sorry. I keep blaming myself day after day. If you knew how ashamed I am of myself».

«Spare it Y/n, keep your fake tears for the non initiate. I paid the price once, that was too high a price to pay. On that, I wish you goodnight»

Jiyong needed to rush home, a destructive impulse suddenly took hold of him. He felt the need to hit something, preferably without witnesses since his bandmates and him were involved in way too much scandals throughout time. Seeing you tonight made him relive those painful moments when you betrayed him. How could he let his guard down like that and let you reach his heart. It was, however, not his habit to trust people so easily. The only time he did it so blindly, he was trapped, manipulated and trampled on. Never again will he be so vulnerable to someone. Never again will he divulgue such intimate secrets and reveal himself. Never again will he fall so low that he would rather die than face another day.

When he arrived home, he headed to the bar. No, he is not going to do that again. He is not going to empty bottle after bottle, mourning your absence, mourning his lack of you. Not after all this time, he doesn't want to fall again. His friends had to threaten to have him interned in rehab so that he could take care of himself to finally return to his life. Only he was now pretending to live fully. He was in fact only an excellent actor, the cameo of his own story. They wouldn’t understand, they haven’t been with you.

Driven by a mad rage, he let out a cry and slid all the bottles to the ground in a great crash. Nobody wouldn't understand him like you made believe you did.

[s0ulscollide]

All of them

here you go kind sir 😘

2.when did your last hug take place?

Right now lmao

3.Are you a jealous person?

Hella

4.Are you tired right now?

I had a power nap during Shrek so I’m set bro

5.Do you chew on your straws?

Yes ma’am

6.Have you ever been called a tease?

Lowkey yeah

7.Have you ever been awake for 48 hours straight?

Do not think so, I’m weak I must sleep

8.Do you cry easily?

Y E S ma’am

9.What should you be doing right now?

Paying attention to Haunted Mansion

10.Are you a heavy sleeper?

I can sleep through Cats LOUD ASS SNORING so guess so

11.Do you think you can last in a relationship for 6 months?

Yeah wife me up already

12.Are you mad at someone right now?

Nah

13.Do you believe in love?

Yes ma’am

14.What makes you laugh no matter what?

Cat or Jenna Marbles, my wives 🥰

15.Who was the last person you talked to?

Cats helping me answer these so her lmao

16.Do you get butterflies around the person you like?

Big time Oof

17.Will you get married?

I hope so omg

18.When was the last time you smiled?

Right now bitch

19.Does anyone like you?

Yikes

20.Do you secretly like someone?

Lowkey nah

21.Who was the first person you talked to today?

@lesbigayx

22.Who do you feel most comfortable talking to about anything?

Cat and Sandy

23.What are you NOT looking forward to?

Cat leaving me soon sad face

24.What ARE you looking forward to?

GOING SKIING NEXT WEEK AND MAKING AN OLAF

25.Has someone of the opposite sex ever told you they loved you, and meant it?

Yikes idk if they meant it but like they said it 🤷‍♀️

26.Suppose you see your ex kissing another person what would you do?

I wouldn’t care lmao, you do you boo

27.Do you plan on moving out within the next year?

I already moved out??

28.Are you a forgiving person?

I wanna say yes but Lowkey no

29.How many TRUE friends do you have?

About 5 🥰

30.Do you fall for people easily?

No ma’am, we got commitment issues in this house

31.Have you ever fallen for your ex’s best friend?

Cannot say I have

32.What’s the last thing you put in your mouth?

NOODS

33.Who was the last person you drove with?

Cat loml

34.How late did you stay up last night and why?

Like midnight, we were moving scary movies!

35.If you could move somewhere else, would you?

SCOTLAND or closer to Cat

36.Who was the last person you took a picture of?

Cat

37.Can you live a day without TV?

If I got puzzles, I’m good

38.When was the last time you were extremely disappointed?

When we thought the rainforest was Lowkey close but it was an HOURS DRIVE AWAY UGH

39.Three names you go by…

Hannah, Hann or Hanny

40.Are you currently in a relationship?

No we single as fuck

41.What is your all-time favorite romance movie?

THE PROPOSAL WITH MY WIFE SANDY BULLOCK UWU

42.Do you believe that everyone has a soul-mate?

Yes ma’am

43.What’s your current problem?

The fcking heater in this hotel is SHIT

44.Have you ever had your heart broken?

Yes maam 🥺

45.Your thoughts of long distance relationships?

Big yikes but also big uwu, depends on the person

46.How many kids do you want to have?

All of the babies pls, like atleast 4

[ano-po]

A trip to Southern Cebu — Whale Sharks encounter in Oslob — Buko pie of Naga — Chicharon of Carcar

Although I’m not a big fan of Cebu cuz the men here are like animals who still catcalls women unlike in Calabarzon, I could say there are a lot of galaan and unique encounters.

But unfortunately, the cons outweigh the pros, and here’s why.

—Cebuanos are rude. As someone who grew up in an easy-going and calm environment, Cebuanos are a great shock for me. But that could be just a personality, no? Maybe we can forgive that.

—Cebuanos are sexists. There’s always a clear boundary between men and women here, and men usually thinks women are just for comfort, a usual disrespectful talk over alcohol. There’s always scandals against women in the top 3 schools (uc, usc, usjr). They think women like it when they are catcalled, and let me tell you, it’s a bad kind of whistle. It’s like they see women as animals. I hate it. These Cebuanos are those who are uneducated, jobless, or truck drivers. They catcall even students in their uniform. Ew. But when the woman fights back, they get scared and they cower away. Pathetic. Never in my entire life have I ever been catcalled in Batangas even when I’m wearing mini-skirt. But here? Man, I get it twice a week while I’m in my lousy slacks, over-sized cardigan, and face mask. Just animals, really. That’s why I don’t want to recommend my gf to come here. I might actually kill a man. (and this is coming from a 144 cm college girl who never leaves her house without her favorite pink artwork blade. Brave.) Parents are also very clear with gender stereotypes, pink for girls, blue for boys. If someone without this concept accidentally buys pink for a baby boy, the parent would say, “You’re making my son gay.” Well, sorry, Lorna. I didn’t know a child’s sexuality could be determined by the color of the 50 peso bill. At a very young age, they also dress the girls with really skimpy girly outfits (backless, mini-skirt, etc.) and encourage them not to play because they’re wearing girly outfits. Well, fuck it, Lorna. Your children probably don’t want to be prostitutes. The sons are somehow thought to be very manly, too, some fathers even teach their children to catcall sexy women. This encourages machismo, chauvanism, and sexism. This is what I hate the most about Cebuanos.

—Cebuanos are racist. I get how Cebuanos are so recentful over the fact that Bisaya people are seen as maids in Luzon. However, Bisayas are worst racists… towards themselves. They always think Manilenyos hate them. Whenever there’s a contest and the Cebuano didn’t win against the Manilenyo, they always rationalize it by saying “it’s because Tagalogs are racist and they don’t want us to win.” They’ve always been bitter that Cebu is not the capital city, that Lapu-lapu is not the National Hero, and that Cebuano is not the national language. I’m not kidding. The professors here talk about this. Maybe they have a claim since Cebu is really a progressive city by itself, but its grounds came from the Spanish regime. In addition, the reason why the tagalog Filipino heroes were so bitter about Cebu was because they didn’t join the revolution immediately, and it seems they are happy being under the regime. Mindanao even joined the revolution. The 3 stars in the flag is not Luzon, Visayaz, Mindanao. It’s Luzon, Panay Islands, and Mindanao. That’s how bitter they got, and I think the Tagalog vs. Bisaya fights started there. —Cebuanos hate Muslims. (except the rich-looking ones) But as soon as they see a poor-looking Muslim, they have no qualms being harsh to them. Why? Because they are minority and Cebuanos like acting strong against the weak. Well, most Filipinos are like this. Haha. Some Tagalogs are also like this, too. However, the Christian-Muslim devide is stronger in Mindanao. Sad.

—Cebuanos have the strongest Colonial mentality I’ve ever seen. As soon as you get down from Mactan National Airport, you’ll see signages in Korean. There are also signages in Korean, Japanese, Chinese outside… And they don’t have english/tagalog/bisaya translations. They are business establishments though, so maybe they are foreign investors who want their countrymen to feel welcome. That’s fine, BUT WHY EVERYWHERE? Even the Business establishments by a Filipino is like this. Didn’t the foreigners come here to experience the Filipino Culture, not a cheap copy of theirs? Oslob has so much signs in Korean, and it made me sad. Why do we need another foreign signs? English is enough! Do they think these Koreans don’t know how to speak in english? And if they don’t, we have to be the one to adjust? And don’t get me started with Filipino Research getting kicked out from College Curriculum and Korean getting in as an Elective. Just don’t! I love that Filipinos are hospitable that they want to feel the tourists comfortable. However, what cebuanos are doing is not Hospitality anymore. When lining up in Oslob, one caucasian man approached a korean lady and asked how she sees Philippines. She said, “It nice. Just like mini dirty korea.” I almost cried. As a filipino, my pride has been hurt. You know what, if the people, the government, and these Cebuanos don’t want us to be patriotic, edi wag. I don’t have to be patriotic to be alive. Maybe we just let korea invade us, okay lang naman. I don’t mind if we blow up. I’m tired of my own countrymen, of my fellow Cebuanos.

—Cebuano service Quality. IS NOT GOOD. (Unless they are serving a foreigner) Cebu Jollibee service is still good and within the standard, thank goodness. Other businesses (including Cebu Mcdonalds) have weird kind of customer service. For example, they already know you came to the counter, they already made eye-contact with you, but they would still keep on talking with each other until you call out to them. Unlike when they treat a foreign customer, they would immediately come over and smile, “yes maam/sir how may I help you?” In addition, Cebuanos have this habit of shouting their orders even when it’s not yet their turn. Excuse me, didn’t you see me here?

— There are good sides of being a Cebuano, too, like extended family closeness (the drama, tho), people being honest (but not really loyal - cheating is really rampant), the professionals being professionals, the students being hardworking, the city planners already realizing the mistakes of 1950s city planning, the sinulog, the over-religiousness (not that faithful tho, just very traditionally roman-catholic.), the approach and considerability of professors, the friendliness of the girls, the artistry, the scenery, the wifi-signals, those are the things I like the most. However, it’s just that… the cons outweigh the pros. I dunno, maybe it's maria Cacao's fault for being an inactive benefactor. Haha. I mean, look at Maria Makiling and Calabarzon. Cebuanos don't even know who Maria Cacao is. Lol.

I’m a Cebuana, too, and the reality makes me sad. So for those Cebuanos out there, I apologize, but what I said were the truth. Don’t deny it.

[nihalghosarwade9]

Subject      :-     Heartful Apology letter to entire TMV. Respected :-    Sir, Maam, Faculty staffs and Fellow mates.

I am having very highly regret for the deed that i did in the past, it was my bad behaviour as over the Whatsapp informal thoughtless texts   as i am filled with Depression and guilty, as, it was not intentionally to hurt sentiments,  everything happened by meta-emotions from my end, extremely sorry for that ,at the very moment, i can not attend the campus as i am positively diagnosed with typhiod and acute respiratrory syndrome as i dont want to put someone at risk by viral infection, I beg you all from bottom of my heart to Forgive me this time and give me a chance to improove my self.

Thanking you Yours truly Nihal Ghosarwade - MAMC 1st year Batch

[reeyasspiritualremedies]

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[silverbluedust]

Life and Heart Update

Life is but, unfair?

How have I been for the past few weeks? Well, a bit unwell. Like a bit sick. However, manageable. Just maybe tired of what life has served. Well, update? Just recently, probably I guess 2 weeks ago? One of the persons I know who work at City Hall approached me. She said, “Hi Mel, kamusta ka?” Of course I said I am okay and blaaah. “So musta ang work ta? Pwede kana ka transfer?” I just smiled and nodded. “When matapos ang contract? Kay need ko gid tani sa position ni manang mo. Ikaw gid tani ang akon nga gina eye.” She added. I can’t move my lips and don’t know what to say by that time. “Basta ha, this March gid ko tani gaka kinanglan sa imo.” I smiled at her and said, “Maam may college ko until May pa matapos. Pangamuyuan ko na ah.” “Huo dai, need ko gid bi subong in replacement kay manang mo.” “Yes Maam ah, mangamuyo ko para sini.” 

I wasn’t prepared for that conversation. After 2 days, I just got home and my uncle who works there as well approached me, “Mel, ano na to kuno hambal ni Maam mo? Kay si SP Rivera and ma back up sa imo kon ano man gid. Ari ya kaisa lang ni. Matapos na term ni nila, ano pa ginahulat mo. Ako mapasa sang imo nga application letter kag resume.” “Aw, sige to ah.” I wasn’t ready again for that. My mind isn’t sure and so is my heart. I love teaching and I am more comfortable with me seeing myself studying and growing in the academe. Hays. Opportunity is knocking, what am I doing? 

Probably, if ever I tell you a secret right know, you would really say that I am that stupid. So stupid and bobo. When I learned that I wanted to teach, I pursued it and it became my passion. I wanna do it more often and maybe for a lifetime. On the other hand, I do have dreams, for my parents and even for my future family and guess what? I couldn’t make that dream happen if I stay where I am now, as what they say. “Dira ka? Maano kada? Indi ka katipon.” I know my salary isn’t that much, but at times I think it’s enough. Well, maybe wouldn’t if I will have my own family someday. (Para sakon ha.) Hay, I am torned between my passion and my dreams. You wanna know my secret? Here it is. People have always been asking, even I, I usually ask myself, “Mel, what makes you decide to stay?” 

First and foremost, I love teaching already. I love studying and I love learning. I always do. Second, I am more comfortable with set up of a private school, honestly. Facilities, students and the setting, everything in it. Third, my peers, my friends and colleagues, I love our eating and bonding relationship. You know the last one? This is crazy and stupid. What makes me stay? You. Him. Stupid! Right? Although he really is not the sole or biggest among my reasons but, argh! Stupid. So stupid. This person doesn’t even care about my existence. There really is in me that wants to stay because you are still there. That feeling that even though you don’t really like me, my existence, my whole being and everything, and even when there is no single chance that I will be able to utter hi to you again, but here I am having this force in my heart that wants to stay, even if it will never give benefit in me. Sad and stupid but, that’s what love is right? I mean no, this is madness! Such a fool and stupid teacher I am. I am badly into the thoughts of really quitting my job for I guess this will lead things to an end, like my feelings. Well, maybe soon. Soon. Nahuya and natahap. These are the exact words why I can’t even utter a single word or take a step in saying hi. I know what would be your response, “Ano ni siya ya?” I really know how would you react. No reaction, no reply and that blank stare are already forms of reply. Too bad I always get that from you. Kahaladlukan sang mga panulok mo. Always nalang kusmod, which always make me think you really loathe my presence, haaaaay sorry na sir. Nainit ko ah. My feelings are pure, my heart is pure and yet indi pwede. I hope I will be able to forgive myself and be able to set it free from my madness towards you, I promise you that. I know this is what you want, I know that your gestures or even your rejections simply mean, “I am not for you. I can’t reciprocate what you feel. I can’t love you back. I DON’T LIKE YOU.” I promise that one day I will be able to say hi to you and make sure that I have moved on. 

Thanks to Scl and Jz who would always scold and at times insult me, “Feelingera, indi kaya gusto ni crush mo. Wag umasa, kaluoy man. Manug laon!” Okay lang na at least diba they are honest with me. They even promised to always make a way that I don’t get the chance to talk to you because, they know that you loathe me and you don’t want to ever talk to me. I understand, because I also know you don’t want to. 

Please do understand that I exist, and I will exist for another few months. You know if ever you are sick of my appearance and my existence you can always tell my friends and others, I bet Scl and Jz would be a better pick, please tell them that you really are loathing and hating me so that I would plan beforehand to really pursue that offer in that government office. 

PS: 

Gusto taka bugnuhon ah, gusto ko gid mangayo sorry. Pero wala ko kabalo kon diin ko mastart kag paano ko magstart. Basta nahadlok ko kag nahuya. Gusto ko magsorry man lang, pero gina punggan ko nila. Indi sila gusto, kay nanamian na sila mag insulto sa akon. Wala nana sila karon sunlugon. Nahuya ko kag natahap sa imo nga presensya. Wala gid ko may mahimo basta makita taka. Sir, sorry ha. Gusto gusto ko gid mag sorry sa imo, kaso indi ko kabalo na kung paano. My lips are glued and my feet leads me somewhere else instead. Tani kon maghalin man gid ko, if ever our paths will cross, tani may courage na ko mamugno. Sorry haaaa. YOU ARE ALWAYS IN MY PRAYERS.