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saint-fagula · 2 years

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vampire gfs chap.5

We arrived at my apartment in less than ten minutes. I chose a job nearby because I didn’t have a car plus Mona having a car makes a difference.

I take a deep breath before entering the complex. I do not know the energy of the room when I arrive but I know it wouldn’t be anything different than this morning.

As I reach our apartment, 264, Mona grabs my hand. She must’ve noticed my nerves. I expected to be even more nervous but I feel calm. Like I’m home. Mona is my home.

“Guess who finally arrived.” scoffed Aurel. The way he says it is so different from the way Fran does. He glanced at Mona, whose hand I gripped tighter. “And with backup.”

“And?” I snarled. If he was going to come after Mona, he’d have to fight me first. I would fight tooth and nail for her.

“Nothing.” He said and for a second I believed him. “Just the fact that you are so pathetic that you can’t go anywhere without your bodyguard girlfriends. But what else would expect from such a filthy degenerate of a human. No wonder you like women, no man could ever love you. Hell, I doubt you could ever get a girlfriend.” He chuckles to himself.

I was furious with a capital f. But I wasn’t the one who clawed Aurel Traverse’s face off. That was my dear Mona. The minute those words exited his mouth, Mona launched herself at him. But now Aurel is dead and it’s not my fault.

Mona is standing over his dead body, panting. Her white button down is now stained with blood. I never noticed how sexy people could be when covered in blood. I could kiss her, I want to kiss her.

The funny thing is that this was only getting weirder. Mona knelt down and took his hand. I thought she was feeling pity or maybe even remorse. But no, she bit his hand. I stood there in shock. How else do you respond to that?

Mona. . . sucks the blood from his hand. A tiny bit of blood dribbles down from her lip. When Mona finishes, she looks up at me with sadness in her eyes.”I’m sorry you had to be here for this. And before you ask, yes, I am a vampire, and no, I will not harm you. I usually steal blood bags for me and Lil, but this was more of an impulse buy per se. If you’d like, I could make you forget.”

“How much?” I ask. “How much would I forget?” I forget to even address the vampire part and honestly, I could care less. So what the love of my life was a vampire. I’d help her steal her food.

Mona looks down at the floor. My stomach churns. I’m not going to like the answer. “Everything. You wouldn’t remember Aurel, Leo, Lillaine. Not even me. I don’t want you to forget but this is the best option.”

Anyone could see the sapphire tears blooming in the corners of her eyes. It was a striking contrast from her void-like eyes. She cared for me in a way someone would care for a lover. If you asked, I wouldn’t be able to tell you why.

“It’s ok. Yours and Liliaine’s secret's safe with me. I won’t tell a soul.” I reply quickly without thinking. She could kill me right then and now. Mona has every right to. But she doesn’t. Instead she smiles softly. Like how one would smile at a newborn; with joy and hope.

She leans into me, like a kiss. I could lean into it right now. We could make out over his dead body. But instead Mona rests her forehead onto mine. She just holds our heads together, sharing this intimate moment with nobody but the moon in the sky.

I wish time stopped and we could stay like this forever. The apartment was dead silent. Not even Mrs. Brisbois vacuuming at this unholy hour. The stars and moon shone a little brighter, as if they were only here for this moment.

After many more minutes passed she eventually broke our contact. I hope I didn’t look crest-fallen because I was. Mona started looking for something. I do not know what.

“I’m sorry for what’s to come. I never wanted you to get involved.” Mona says thoughtfully “By the way, where are your cleaning supplies? We need to hide the body.”

Oh right. I forgot about that. “I’ll take care of the cleaning, could you hide Aurel?” I ask, trying not to sound exasperated.

Mona nods and grabs his body. She tosses him over her shoulder like a bag of potatoes. I assume there is now more blood left, so she can’t share with Liliaine go off in search of cleaning supplies. I’m pretty sure there was some bleach in the bathroom.

The cleaning isn’t that bad. All I have to do is aggressively scrub the carpet with shout. Honestly, I wish Ms.Brisbois was vacuuming. The silence is unnerving. I take a quick break from cleaning and grab my phone. It was an ancient Iphone 6. It nearly gives me a 7th degree burn when I search something up. But it’s cheap and it works. I put on an album at random. It’s Evilive. I’m ecstatic.

As cringe as it sounds, I dance to it. I twirl, I slow dance with the ghosts of my past, I belt the lyrics.

I do this for way too long because out of nowhere Mona appears. Call it what you will but I can only describe the situation as tragic with a capital t. I think I turned as red as the blood on the carpet, which, by the way, has not been cleaned fully. I am a complete mess.

But Mona, oh mona, she just laughs. She doesn’t yell at me for not cleaning, she doesn’t even make fun of me for my music. Or the fact that I was seconds away from grabbing my guitar and playing along.

“Um, where did you get rid of him?” I ask as a way to steer her away from the topic of my poor air guitar skills.

“Oh I dropped him off at the apartment. Leo’s gonna eat him.” I must’ve looked so confused so she continues, “Oh. Leo’s werewolf. Didn’t I tell you?”

I shook my head violently. The panic is fully taking effect. Holy fucking shit. Not only are vampires real. So are werewolves. Both are confirmed to eat humans. I mere mortal could be feasted alive by any of the people in the apartment I’m going to live in. I try not to panic and continue on with whatever.

“I’m going to pack anything of value. When I’m done, you can take whatever you want.” I say totally not panicking.

She nods and I head to my room. Oh boy. It is a fucking mess and Mona, my darling, is following me into my room. If I told someone hurricane Katrina hit here, they would be convinced without a doubt.

There are posters all over the walls. Clothes piled up insanely high on a chair. My guitar sits on the wall perfectly clean. It’s the first thing I grab. I quickly put it in its case and set it aside. The next thing to tackle is the posters. I should only grab the ones that are important. Mona is practically bouncing off the walls in my room. She loves almost everything I love.

“Rad. You have the 'I want to believe' poster!” Mona says excitedly. I grin. I loved the X-Files as a kid. Still do but now I don’t have a T.V or time to watch it.

I finished packing everything into this old army style duffle bag while Mona sits on my bed talking to me. I’m constantly filled with this warm feeling after reminding myself that I get to see them everyday.

I fold the last shirt and say “Let’s get out of this shithole.”

#sorry for the wait #tw: blood #tw cannibalism #vampire #queer vampires #sapphic yearning #gay idiots #werewolf #writers #queer writers #queer author #queer #writeblr #writers on tumblr

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unfinshedsentec · 3 years

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HI!! I love all of your works so much and would love to request (kanto manji) rindou, haruchiyo or mikey (im fine w anyone really) with a gf who's taller than them? pleasee 🙇🏻‍♀️🙇🏻‍♀️🙇🏻‍♀️

you can change/remove or add any characters if you'd like, i just really want a fic where the reader is taller than the character, it's always just them w a smaller reader, even when it comes to short characters like Mikey 😔

okay anyway, I hope you have a great day! this is also my first time requesting so sorry if this doesn't make sense 😭

hey love! Thank you so much for requesting! I’m so glad you like my works! And I’m so sorry I never write for talk people! I’m so freaking short in real life that guess I write like that!

Anyways, I hope you like this!

when they have a tall s/o!

reader is gender neutral!

characters: mikey, rindou, and sanzu! (Kantou!)

tw: cursing, drugs (sanzu), murder (sanzu and mikey)

Mikey

· Mikey absolutely does not care that you’re taller than him. After all, he’s pretty damn used to being towered over (poor guy hasn’t grown a centimeter in 12 years)

· Really, it’s no surprise that you’re taller than him, and to be frank nobody cares that you’re taller

· Mikey loves you, and that’s all that matters

· Of course, if there someone who dares to make fun of it, Mikey kills them (with absolutely no hesitation might I add)

· Anyways, Mikey loves you…and you’re the most important in the world to him. Hell, you’re the only person whose truly there for him

· You’re the only one who isn’t scared of him and sadly, you’re the only who stands by him and cheers him up

· Hell, you’re the only person who gives him any love or affection

· Needless to say, you’re by far the most important person to Mikey…this man absolute cannot lose you

· He’s always sure to show you how much he loves and appreciates you too

· While he’s not as clingy as before, he’s still giving you quite a bit of hugs and kisses

· He buys you expensive things constantly, and often lets you sleep on his shoulder

· He even gives you his Kantou jacket, despite it being too small

· You guys cuddle pretty often too. A lot of the time, you lay your head on his lap and let him run his fingers through your hair, which is by far the most comforting thing ever

· In bed, you cuddle him and let him let his harsh, scary act down and he quickly becomes his usual baby self… which is amazing

· Overall, your relationships pretty peaceful, the height difference makes no difference. If anything, makes your relationship cuter!

Rindou

· Honestly, I feel like Rindou would absolutely hate that you’re taller than him

· Something about you being taller than him just makes him feel insecure…well that and the fact that *some* people make fun of him for it (RAN)

· It does make him feel slightly self-conscious

· But when you feel self-conscious about your height, Rindou feels really bad…. though, he’s always sure the give you all the love in the world to make you feel good about yourself, no matter your looks or height

· “Rin…I’m just so tall. People wont stop looking at me!”

· “Don’t worry about them…. they’re just jealous assholes. I’ll deal with ‘em”

· So yeah, he definitely makes sure that you’re not insecure

· Other than those little insecurities though, your relationship is pretty damn amazing

· Hell, Rindou loves you so much that he’s not sure what to do with himself

· He especially loves being cradled by you

· He’d never admit it, but he absolutely adores the feeling of being held in your arms after a long day. It’s the most comforting thing in the world

· Of course, he wouldn’t tell you this over his dead body, so, you’ve got to do it for him!

· You’ll just waltz up to him while he’s lying on the couch, crawl under the blanket with him, and cradle him!

· He immediately relaxes under your touch, and within a few minutes he’s dead asleep from pure comfort!

· It’s so cute

· Of course, he cuddles you a lot too!

· He’ll bring your head onto his chest a lot, he manspreads to let you sit in his lap, and he’ll even get rid of his ego and will get on his tiptoes to kiss you!

· It’s very cute

· Overall, Rindou doesn’t mind having a tall s/o. Sure, sometimes he’s a little insecure, but that’s quite literally all because of Ran. Either way, he loves you more than anything

· You better love him too, because lord know he’s in love with you!

Haruchiyo (Sanzu)

· This man, like Mikey, doesn’t give a single shit about your height

· If anything, he’s really excited about it…aka he gets high and tries to climb all over you (monkey)

· He still loves your height when he’s not high too

· Of course, there are times when he stands of chairs to give you forehead kisses and stuff, but other than that, he doesn’t do anything to be taller

· Well…. there are times when he tries to pick you up and carry you bridal stye…which scares the shit out of you

· But that’s it!

· If anything, he loves your height

· He loves being held by you

· He loves saying his head on your shoulder

· And he especially loves to be cradled

· Hell, Sanzu picks you up from class every day and takes you home (he really wants to protect you…he’s desperately afraid of losing you)

· The way you guys are with each other is really very cute!

· Unfortunately, some people don’t think it’s as cute as you can Sanzu do (fucking assholes)

· Well, it’s not like it matters

· After all, you and Sanzu don’t care what people think! You guys are beyond happy together, and that’s all that matters

· Well, that and the fact that they’re already dead (Sanzu)

· Overall, your relationship with Sanzu is absolutely adorable!

· YOU GUYS ARE THE CUTEST POWER COUPLE IN THE WORLD

//end!

masterlist || reblogs are appreciated <3

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miekasa · 3 years

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wait so i was scrolling through your blog (as per usual) and i saw that you brought up levi and his streamer gf briefly. care to elaborate a lil causeee im curious 👀👀

- 🖤

Absolutely, I can. He’s such a supportive bf even tho he’s far from a gamer himself, and very very proud of you 😌

Whatever game(s) you play, Levi knows the basics. He might not have ever played them himself, but he knows enough to recognize it if it ever comes up in conversation.

He doesn’t always watch your streams, and you can hardly tell when he does because he doesn’t comment or anything. He just tunes in when he’s free to support you and see what’s going on. Sometimes to peep on your comment section, but he’d never tell you that.

He doesn’t make donations. He’d just Apple Pay you money lmfao. Supportive emotionally and financially, but all your followers/subscribers don’t have to see that.

He knows when you’re recording content or streaming and typically doesn’t bother you. The only exceptions are (a) if he forgets or (b) you’ve been in your room for a while and he’s going in to check up on you.

He doesn’t forget often—and truthfully, when he walks in on your streams its not actually because he forgot; it’s because you’re online at a different time that usual and he didn’t know—but it’s pretty cute when he does. He catches himself pretty quickly, and silently asks you if you’re streaming; to which he gently closes the door and just texts you his inquiry.

He doesn’t even really disturb you—it’s not like he enters rooms cussing up a storm on full blast. Nobody could even tell he walked in, except for maybe a small lapse in your attention when you turned to him.

When you’ve been in your room for a while, he does come in to check on you. His intentions aren’t necessarily to get you away from the screen; he just wants to make sure you’ve had dinner or some snacks at the very least. When you have all night tournaments or streaming fests, he comes by with dinner for you; silently puts it on your desk, and on occasion, leaves you with a little head pat.

He doesn’t normally appear in your streams, but he is in two of your YouTube videos: one shopping haul, and once when he helped you make him/your friends in the Sims. They happen to be two of your highest viewed videos.

People constantly ask about him. They know Levi exists, but they don’t see him often, and newer fans especially are obsessed with catching a glimpse of your mysterious boyfriend on screen. If you asked him, he’d come in for a few seconds to show his face, but he wouldn’t do it unprompted.

You mention him, of course, it’s not like you’re hiding him away either. He comes up particularly often when you play with your friends or are just chatting in lobbies. You don’t exactly explicitly refer to him as your boyfriend, but you say his name—and so does Hange—and people kinda get the picture.

Hange constantly asking for Levi when you guys are playing together. It’s one of the few times Levi comes into your chat/comments to tell them to shutup. (Yes, your subscribers go crazy for the glimpse of Levi on your channel).

He’s not a gamer, and he sees no reason to disturb your streams by appearing if you don’t ask. But, also, he’s a little camera shy, not that he’d ever tell you that. You’ve got a lot of followers, he’s not prepared to be live in front of thousands of people every night; he’ll leave that up to you.

Levi built nearly everything in your gaming setup. From the adjustable standing desks, to the wall mounts for your accessories and decorations, to your chair, to the shelves. He built it all and tailored it to your exact taste and to fit your room perfectly.

So, sometimes you feel bad when people ask about stuff because you can’t exactly give them a link or recommendation—“Oh thank you! The thing is, my—well, Levi built the desk for me so you can’t buy it—but! There are some similar ones at IKEA!!”

(Levi scoffs ever so lightly when he sees that clip. His craftsmanship cannot be found at IKEA, but they can try).

He also helped mount the TV in your room so that the cables were hidden and everything. Truly a godsend. And whenever you wanna move things around, he’s there to help you. Sometimes he even has ideas of his own, “You were looking at accent walls the other day right? I think you could do something with this back wall…”

He does play games with you, just usually offscreen. He’s scarily good at first person shooters… even tho he claims to not have any past experience with them… extremely suspicious activity.

And when he mains D.Va and Symmetra then what. Then what.

Just don’t ask him to play Fornite. Ever. (He’d be good at it, but he feels so fucking dumb playing it especially when he can hear that he is competing against a twelve year old pls).

He plays games by himself, too. Think “classic” run of the mill console videos games, I guess, nothing too crazy; Zelda, Mario, Kirby… Animal Crossing. His island is nothing short of immaculate, his only regret is that he doesn’t have oranges as his island fruit. Levi really likes oranges (he got peaches instead).

He knows that you’re pretty popular and he’s super proud of you. That doesn’t mean he likes to see fancam style edits of you on his feed. He knows that you’re pretty but still 🙄🙄

Constantly on the look out for computer/keyboard parts that you mentioned. If he sees it online or anywhere else, he’ll try and snag it for you <3 that goes for new console games, too.

He’ll also periodically upgrade some of the tech in your setup. Get you a better mic, some more lighting for your desk, a cute desk mat he thinks you might like. He’s observant, so he knows your taste in design and takes note of things you mention.

Okay okay okay but imagine putting the headphones with the kitty ears on him. He wouldn’t even notice at first and then you turn on the LEDs and bam. Very focused, very cute kitty Levi playing games on your PC.

If you’ve got a merch store, he helps you run it, and by that I mean, he practically runs it for you. Periodically, he might even have a design idea. You can count on him to get things out for shipping right on time. It’s one of his many ways of supporting you.

He’s also the one who remembers to check your P.O. box for packages from fans and from companies. It was his idea initially, too (he wasn’t too crazy about anyone, even major brands having your home address on file).

Look, he knows you’ve got some super fans, and some people who really do adore you. That doesn’t mean he’s necessarily happy when you get sent non-tech or gaming related merch (like jewelry or shoes or whatever). If he happens to put them a little bit out of sight then no he did not <2

Occasionally he’ll meet someone who recognizes your name when it comes up in conversation. He very proudly confirms that yes, he is talking about you, the streamer.

Sometimes, people will even recognize him back—“Oh, so you’re Levi, then!” Obviously. You only have one Levi in your life 🙄🙄

#🖤 anon #no bc him being a little camera shy is so cuteeeee #so easy for him to grumble and play it off as his normal grumpy aloof self but he’s shyyyyyyyyy #it’s okay levi you’re handsome and the people love you 😚😚😚😚#levi.ask

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jouretnuit-nightandday · 3 years

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Leatin fluff prompt! It’s their one month anniversary as a couple and Fatin is stressing out because she’s never celebrated an anniversary before (worried she’s planning too much and too little at the same time!) and Leah is both amused and concerned for her gfs wellbeing

Thanks Anon, that was such a cute prompt!

Under the cut, because it got a bit long.

“Can I come in now?”

“No!” Fatin yells through the closed door. “It’s not ready yet!”

Leah hears some subsequent banging of utensils, and a few muttered curses, and resists the temptation to barge in and save Fatin from whatever disaster she’s brought onto herself. Instead, she sits up from the couch, and makes her way to the door. Fatin has spent the whole afternoon locked inside the kitchen, barring Leah from entering. “I’m making something special for dinner,” she explained, before kissing Leah on the nose, and disappearing to start on her elaborate plans.

Leah, who has some experience with Fatin’s attempts at cooking, nevertheless chose to stay out of it. She can tell Fatin has been stressed about their anniversary - the entire week leading up to it, she’s been tense, and uncharacteristically quiet. And it’s kinda cute, that Fatin wants so badly to make this a special day. They’ve only been dating for a month, but they’ve known each other for a long time now, so Leah is well aware of multiple facts: that Fatin never had a serious relationship before, and certainly not one where they celebrate anniversaries ; that Fatin feels like she’s not romantic enough for Leah, that she’s not as good at big gestures, or dramatic declarations of love, and that she’s subsequently a bit self-conscious about it ; that Fatin’s usual way of expressing her feelings for Leah comes through physical affection, or gifts, whereas Leah is the kind of person who does things for Fatin, things like cooking dinner, or accompanying Fatin to the dentist, or planning a surprise birthday party, or remembering to buy those chips Fatin likes ; and, finally, that Fatin loves her, has loved her for a long time, and is desperate for Leah to know it.

(Leah knows it, is the thing, but she understands Fatin’s need to show her, again and again, because she feels the same way.)

So Leah lets Fatin barricade herself in the kitchen and do what she has planned. But it’s been four hours, now, and Fatin’s voice has gotten more and more frantic - at one point Leah even saw smoke escaping from under the door - and Leah’s grown a tad concerned for her girlfriend.

“Hey,” Leah calls, softly, with her face very close to the door. “Come here.”

She hears some movement on the other side. “What?” Fatin answers, behind the door.

“Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, everything’s great, why do you ask?”

“Fatin,” Leah says, pointedly, but still softly. “Just tell me. I’m worried about you.”

There’s a pause, and then the door opens just a little bit, enough for Leah to see Fatin’s face, peeking through the gap. There’s a smattering of flour on one of her cheeks, and a dollop of what looks like blood at first on the left side of her forehead, though Leah realizes quickly it must be tomato sauce. Fatin’s brown eyes are narrowed, and her mouth curves down in a frown. “I don’t know why you think I can’t handle cooking on my own,” she grumbles, glaring at Leah. The glare would be effective, were it not for the presence of so much raw ingredients on her face.

As it stands, it’s just very cute. Leah feels a smile pulling at her lips. “Oh baby,” she says, and she reaches out to swipe her knuckles against Fatin’s cheek, wiping off the flour. “Are you making pizza because it’s my favorite?”

“Maybe.”

“That is so nice. But, please, let me help?”

Fatin pouts. “But I wanted to do this for you! I want to be the kind of girlfriend who can, like, cook a surprise dinner for you and make you happy and --”

“Fatin,” Leah interrupts. She’s still touching Fatin’s cheek, rubbing the soft skin underneath her eye. “You make me so happy. Nobody has ever made me as happy as you.” Fatin swallows, and licks her lips.

“Really? “ she asks, in a small voice.

“Really,” Leah confirms, and her heart may be a supernova, exploding in her chest. “I don’t care about the surprise anniversary dinner. I love you.”

“Will you love me even though dinner is like, super ruined, and I may or may not have set a small fire in the kitchen?” Fatin says, with a raised eyebrow.

“Hmm,” Leah ponders, pretending to think. “How small a fire are we talking?”

Fatin snorts, and turns her face slightly so she can kiss the inside of Leah’s wrist, and then, finally, she opens the door fully. The first thing Leah notices is Fatin’s outfit. She chuckles. “Wow, I’ve never seen you wear an apron before. You look so professional.”

Fatin shrugs. “Honestly, I think it looks better on you.” Then she smirks, a bit dangerous. “Especially when you wear nothing else but the apron…”

Leah feels the telltale heat of a blush spreading across her cheeks. “Didn’t we agree not to talk about that?” she whines.

Fatin’s smirk widens, her eyes gleaming mischievously. “I mean, we don’t need to talk about it, I don’t think I’ll ever forget the visual. Burned into my memory forever.”

“Fatin!” Leah protests, giving her a little shove, but she can’t help smiling. “I thought we were embarrassing you right now, not me.”

“Right,” Fatin says, before she steps aside from the doorway. “Okay, behold my wasted efforts.”

In the end, they make it work. The pizza is shaped a bit weird, and the tomato sauce is too runny, but it tastes just fine. In fact, it tastes better because they made it together, Leah thinks, and when she tells Fatin this, Fatin scoffs, and calls her a sap, but she also snuggles closer to her on the couch, so Leah doesn’t think she minds it all that much. The cake Fatin tried to bake, on the other end, is definitely unsalvageable, burnt to a crisp, so they throw the whole thing away, and go out for ice-cream.

Fatin insists on paying. “I’m a gentlewoman,” she tells Leah, as they walk home, hand-in-hand, savoring their ice-cream.

“Says the girl who slept with me on our first date,” Leah retorts, drily.

Fatin waves her hand. “Actually, the first time we had sex was at that party we went to, and we weren’t dating yet, so it doesn’t count.”

“Doesn’t it make it worse?” Leah says, laughing as she finishes her ice-cream.

“Whatever. What counts is that I’m treating you well now that we’re actually in a relationship.” Fatin pauses, and tugs Leah’s hand, forcing her to stop right as they approach the door of their apartment building. “I am, right? Treating you well.”

Leah cocks her head. “Of course, you are.”

“Because I want to. I want to be good to you. I love you.”

“I want to be good to you, too,” Leah says, a little choked up. Fatin tucks an errand strand of hair behind Leah’s ear, gently, and brushes her face with tender fingers. For a brief moment, they stay still, and quiet, looking at each other. And then Leah grins. “Come on, let’s get inside. Now, it’s time for my surprise.”

“Does it involve an apron?”

“You’ll see,” Leah says, teasingly, and laughs when Fatin presses cold lips against her neck, and slips colder hands under her shirt.

#Anonymous #leatin #the wilds #fic #nyau

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letskidnapsenpai · 4 years

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I'm here with the sfw alphabet you requested. How about D, J, L and X for Dabi? If that's too much just pick whatever you want to do. Also pls drink water :)

Hiiii! 💖 I didn't do L because I hate kids I couldn't picture Dabi w them and also my limit of letters for request is 3 💫💖 I'm drinking monster, because I want to stay up all night playing witcher 🗡💖💫 And no, I don't know why I keep making him such jerk ;-; 💖

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

• He has mixed feelings, one of the reasons he became villain was to be free and settling down means giving his freedom up

• On the other side, he wants to live with you

• After nights full of thinking, he decides that you're worth it

• He buys you comfy small flat yes I know he's probably broke, but shhhh, I make the rules far away from the Lov hideout

• He doesn't want to put you into any danger

• He's thinks woman should cook and he makes you his housewife

• You have to cook and clean because he's working the whole day and you should take care of him :)

• And he doesn't know how to cook, he's able to burn even tea, he never learned it, others always did it for him

• He won't help you clean, but if he's in good mood and you cleaned everything perfectly, he might give you reward

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

• Oh boy

• He gets jealous over anything, just you looking at another person makes him jealous and while the others stoped morals, he doesn't give a shit

• He'll murder anybody who comes near you

• You're his property and nobody's touching what's his

• He'll get angry on you for looking at or talking with others

• He'll show you your place

• He'll embrass you in front of everyone to punish you next to other things *blink blink*

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

• pls don't hate me for that

• He's a lot like his father, even if he doesn't want to admit it

• He doesn't respect anybody and he thinks men are superior do you ever want to just 🔪

• He doesn't like kids or pets, he finds them annoying and pathetic

• He would definitely sleep with somebody's gf and then laught into their face about it

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girls-scenarios · 4 years

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The Warmth in Her Smile

Idol: Irene (Red Velvet)

Prompt: ceo irene age gap love story w gf (angst and fluff but more angst yknow) along the lines of having their differences but irene rly rly loves gf

Writer: Admin Kiwi

A/N: I did end up making this reader female, just because it worked better for the angst scenario I was inspired to write.

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Irene had never been someone to jump headfirst into anything without stopping to think first. She hadn’t created a successful company by being careless, and her careful and calculating personality had made her rich. Even in high school, she had been careful of her actions, overthinking each situation as she planned her rise to the top of the business world. Everything was accounted for in her life.

Except for you.

She could have never accounted for you, or for the way you shoved your way into her heart and refused to leave. How could she have known that, on that rainy day, the panicked college kid she sheltered with her umbrella would make her fall in love? Had she known, she would have kept walking.

But she didn’t. Instead she smiled and took you in, offering you a change of clothes when you told her that you had a presentation and giving you her umbrella when you left, and now she couldn’t let you go.

What was it about you that was so addicting? Your smile? Your embrace? The way you tried your best even after being soaked to the bone? The way your lips felt against yours? Or perhaps the way your eyes sparkled when she praised you and when you accomplished what you wanted? When she tried to list the reasons, she only realized how much she loved everything about you. And how easily you could break her heart.

“Is it normal for you to loan people your clothes when they get wet?” You had laughed softly as you stepped out of her bathroom, your hair still slightly wet but now pulled back away from your face. With a shrug, Irene had walked over to fix the blazer around your shoulders.

“I’m a philanthropist at heart. Do you always follow people to their home?”

You’d flushed and grinned sheepishly. “Well, I recognized you. You helped run the animal shelter fundraiser at my college last year and my friend said you lent everyone gloves, so I figured you were a nice person.”

Amused, she’d laughed and shook her head, her heart already taking to this optimistic college kid. “Fair point. You look ready to give a presentation now that you no longer look like a drowned kitten.”

“But is it really okay for me to take these clothes? I mean, they’re really nice.”

“They were a gift from a colleague, but they never fit me. They fit you, so you can keep them.”

“Wow.” You had grinned, warming her heart. “Thanks, I really appreciate it. I have to go now, but I’ll be back to repay you, I promise!”

At first, when she had let you out the door and waved goodbye, she hadn’t believed that you would keep your promise. After all, how could a broke college student repay her for designer clothes?

However, the next day you had showed up at her office, catching her as she was leaving for lunch with a grin on your face. “Hey, I told you I would repay you, right? Let me buy you lunch!”

And she probably should have said no. She should have known what would come out of this from the warmth you’d left in her heart as you ran off that day. But she hadn’t. Instead she’d agreed with a smile, holding up the keys to her car and offering to drive to the place of your choice.

Instead, she sealed her own fate.

“How do you not know any slang? How old are you?” You laughed from where you were perched on the couch, looking over the back with your head resting on your arms, watching her as she cut strawberries in the kitchen. With a huff, she playfully pointed the fruit knife at you.

“You know, you’re pretty rude for a kid. I’m not even thirty yet.”

“Only a year out.”

“Oh shut up. I was busy creating a business, I didn’t have any time to learn slang.” Her lips curved down into a pout, which only made you laugh again. Her competitors always called her scary, but she could never intimidate you.

“Right, right. Maybe I should teach you some, so that you can be hip with the youth.”

“And why would I want to be hip with the youth?” Irene asked, rolling her eyes scooping the strawberries into a bowl.

“Well, you’re dating one.”

Your words made her drop her knife into the sink, her body freezing for a moment. Quickly, she covered up her mistake by turning on the water and washing her hands, but her heart was racing no matter how nonchalant she tried to be. She was dating a youth. A youth who could drink and was in her twenties, but still a youth. And she didn’t understand half the words you said. Swallowing, she dried her hands and picked up the bowl of strawberries.

“I guess you can teach me some,” she said as she walked over to the couch, handing you the bowl. “But I can’t promise that I’ll be able to learn.”

You were quiet for a moment as she sat down beside you, then leaned your head on her shoulder. “Better late than never, right?” As if trying to chase away the awkward air, you nodded at the TV. “What do you want to watch?”

Still, Irene felt a weight on her heart as she settled in next to you, remembering how you’d fallen asleep the last time she’d chosen what to watch. Maybe she was getting old. Reaching for a strawberry, she gave you a smile that she hoped wasn’t too strained. “Oh. You can choose. I think I chose last time.”

“Hey, do you remember when you picked me up from college the other day? For dinner?” You looked uncomfortable, staring down at the plate in front of you with your hands in your lap. The two of you were eating dinner together once again, at a new place her friends had recommended. Despite the amazing smells and fantastic food, though, you’d seemed troubled all dinner. Now, Irene frowned, putting down her chopsticks.

“Yeah, why?”

You shifted uncomfortably in your seat, twisting your hands together in your lap as you blushed. “Well, my friends are calling you my, um, sponsor.”

“Sponsor?”

“They think you’re my sugar mommy, basically,” you said, rushing your words as you flushed even deeper. Irene swallowed, her blood running cold. Suddenly she wasn’t so hungry anymore.

“I.... I guess I could see why they think that.” Her car wasn’t exactly conspicuous, a sleek brand-new Lexus that was so clean it gleamed in the light. “What did you-?”

You cut her off. “I don’t think of you that way! I tried to explain that we just met by accident and that you don’t give me gifts like that, but they wouldn’t listen! They said it was okay if I was getting paid to date someone, but they hadn’t expected it from me. I didn’t know what else to say. I’m not dating you for your money, but now that I think about it, it looks suspicious, the two of us together.” You were obviously flustered and upset by your friends’ accusations, but Irene wasn’t sure what to do. Still, she reached out her hand, offering her support, and after a moment, you took it.

“It was only suspicious because I was picking you up from college. When we’re out like this, we’re just two people. Nobody can tell that you’re a student or that I’m a CEO. And what other people think doesn’t matter, because I know that I love you and I’m not trying to pay you to be around.”

“I know,” you said with a sigh, squeezing her hand. “I just wish my friends didn’t think that way.”

“I won’t pick you up in front of them anymore. If there’s anything I can do to stop them from being suspicious, let me know.”

“Okay.” Your voice was quiet, and she hated it. She hated seeing you down when you were usually so optimistic. And she couldn’t help feeling that this was her fault.

Her secretary Yeri was looking at her with pursed lips, her eyes intense with scrutiny despite the early morning hour. Warily, Irene walked past her to her desk and sat her bag down.

“Is something wrong?” She asked, already knowing the answer. Yeri only got like this when something was wrong.

“I’ve heard from gossip around the office,” Yeri said, choosing her words carefully, “that you’ve been seeing a student.”

Oh. Oh god. Irene groaned and rubbed her hand against her head. Of course people were going to find out, but the wording made it sound worse than it was. “A university student, Yeri. There’s nothing illegal going on.”

“Even if it’s legal, don’t you think it’s risky?”

“Why?”

“No offense, but you’re getting older. What will the shareholders say if they find out?”

“If it’s not illegal, I don’t see why anyone would have a problem with it.”

Yeri rubbed at her temple, like she always did when Irene was irritating her. “It still doesn’t look proper. A CEO dating a college student? They’ll say you’re paying them to date you!”

“But I’m not. They can check my statements if they want. I’ve given them some small gifts and paid for some dinners but you can see that I’ve never paid them any money.” Irene was starting to feel annoyed. “Plus, if I’m making them money, can they really complain about what I’m doing in my free time?”

“They definitely can if they think something illicit is happening.”

“Nothing like that is happening.”

“Still, you have to think about it from their point of view,” the younger woman said, crossing her arms. “And what about the student? Have you ever thought that they might just be after you for your money? You’re a millionaire, you have to worry about these things!”

“I know (Y/N),” Irene responded, her voice tight. “She wouldn’t do that. We’re dating and we’re in love. Is that so wrong?”

For a moment, Yeri was silent. Then she gave in with a sigh. “Whatever. Just be more careful, okay? You know how easily reputations can be ruined. Even just by rumors.”

“I’ll be more careful.” What a way to start her day. Irene fell back into her chair and frowned. “And spread the word that I don’t appreciate the office gossiping about their boss behind my back. If they have a grievance, they can come and take it up with me directly.” She wasn’t usually one to feel angry. But she was tired from the stress of work and from staying up with you, and she was beginning to feel annoyed that the rest of the world thought they had a say in her relationship.

“Will do.”

One night, after a fitful sleep, she woke up to the moon slipping in through the window and to a headache behind her eyes. For a moment, she was confused at the warmth next to her, until she smelt your familiar shampoo and remembered that you’d come over to spend the night. Slowly and carefully, as to not wake you up, she sat up and glanced at her clock. It was 3am. She let out a groan and pressed her fingers to her forehead, annoyed with herself. She’d never let stress affect her like this before.

Not wanting her restlessness to wake you up, she slipped out of bed and headed to the kitchen to find her medication, hoping it would help her sleep.

For a while after taking her medication, she held onto her glass of water and looked around her large apartment. There were pieces of you everywhere, so stark and out of place that they were too obvious to miss. Your textbooks and backpack were on a kitchen chair, your slightly worn sneakers sat beside her expensive work heels, a YA book she’d bought for you when you wanted it peeked out among the reference books on her shelf, and your extra pair of slippers was covered in your favorite characters while hers were plain and grey. You’d slipped into her life, but it almost felt like you didn’t belong there, no matter how much her heart wanted you to stay.

Gulping down the rest of her water, she tried not to think of that. Instead, she washed the glass before heading back to the bedroom and climbing into bed beside you. The room was dark, but the moon outside was abnormally bright, and she gazed down at your features, relaxed and smooth. It was when you were asleep that it struck her how young you really were. Your hair was a mess and you still slept like you weren’t used to sharing a bed with someone, your limbs spread across her king sized bed. Where she was beginning to get lines in her frown and smile lines, your skin was smooth. The dark circles under your eyes weren’t as defined as hers.

Her heart twisting in her chest, she gently touched your face, running her thumb over your cheekbones. God, she loved you so much. To her, you were the most beautiful woman in the world. Maybe it was because it was late and she was stressed from work, but tears began to well up in her eyes.

She was too old for you. It hadn’t been long since you’d had your first legal drink, yet she could hardly drink without getting a terrible hangover the next day. You were still at the age where you liked to party and go out with friends, but she got headaches from loud sounds and preferred to go to bed instead of going out after work. She couldn’t go to clubs or parties with you, no matter how much you wanted her to. She was busier than you, she often had to go on business trips, she couldn’t always be around for you like another student could. She knew her long hours annoyed you, because the two of you had gotten into arguments about it before. But work wasn’t like classes: she couldn’t just skip her duties.

Biting her lip, she pulled her hand away and tried to swallow around the lump in her throat. What was she doing? This wasn’t right. None of this was right. She was stealing your youth away from you when you should be spending it with someone who could give you everything you wanted. Her gifts couldn’t make up for all the times she missed important dates and left you alone for weeks on end.

You stirred and she froze, staring down at you as you rolled over to face her and reached out your hand towards her. “Irene?” Your voice was rough and tired, and she reached out to grab your hand.

“I’m right here,” she replied, quickly wiping at her face.

“Mmkay. Just making sure.” A smile came to your lips and you seemed to drift off into sleep, leaving her to ponder in the dark, her heart torn into pieces of indecision.

“You’re going on a business trip again?” Your voice was rising from where you stood, leaning against the counter in the kitchen with your arms crossed. Your eyebrows were furrowed and your lips pressed into a frown that she was now seeing too often. “But you missed my birthday last year too! I thought you would want to spend it with me this time, but I guess I was wrong.”

“I said that I’m sorry.” Her words sounded void even to herself as she ran her fingers through her hair. “But it’s a business trip. I can’t say no.”

“You can’t even reschedule?”

“That’s not how these things work, (Y/N).”

“There you go again!” You stood up, your face flushing with anger. “You’re treating me like I’m a kid who doesn’t know anything about the world!”

“That’s because you don’t know anything about my world,” Irene replied, beginning to feel hollow. How many times had she had this fight with you before?��“I have responsibilities that I can’t throw away just to spend time with you. I own a company, (Y/N).”

“I’m well aware. And sometimes, I think you care about that company more than you care about me.”

“That’s not true.” Her heart fractured and broke a little bit more, her throat burning as the urge to cry welled up inside her. Why was she crying so much these days? “I love you, more than I think you know.”

“Then why don’t you show it?”

“Because I can’t show it the same way that someone the same age as you might show it. I buy you gifts, but you say that you don’t want them because it makes people think I’m your sugar mommy. I offer to take you with me on trips, but you can’t because of school. I can’t pick you up for dinner anymore. But I try and I try to show you. I buy you flowers and I invite you over whenever you don’t have homework and I hold you ever time I get the chance. I tell you that I love you all the time. Every time you want something, I try to get it or make it happen. Is that not enough?”

You fell quiet for a moment. “I just wish you could spend more time with me. That’s all I want.”

“I spend every moment I have free with you.”

“Why don’t you give yourself more days off? You’re the boss.”

“That’s not how it works.” This isn’t how relationships work, Irene thought. We’re both in totally different worlds. Why did I ever think this would work?

“Why not?”

“Because I have to run the place. If I slacked off all the time, what kind of boss would I be?”

“I don’t know what kind of boss you would be, but you might be a better girlfriend.”

In that moment, Irene’s world fell down around her, and she accepted the truth. She accepted that this was never going to work. That she was never going to be able to give you what you needed in a relationship, and that you would never understand her world and the stress of it all. It took everything in her and made the tears spill from her eyes, but she finally forced the words out. “Then let’s break up.”

You froze, your eyes widening. Emotions flew across your face as you took in her words, before your shoulders slumped and the anger in your frown melted away. “Wait, Irene, what-.”

“We need to break up. This isn’t going to work between us, (Y/N), and it never has. I love you, I really do. But we can’t give each other what we need. We live in different worlds and we can’t understand each other. If we continue like this we’ll only end up hurting each other more. So let’s break up before that happens.”

Your lip started to quiver and Irene looked away, wiping at her face. She knew that if she saw you cry, she might give in. And she couldn’t give in.

“But.... I didn’t....” You seemed at a loss for words, as if you thought she would never say those words. In all honesty, she wasn’t sure she would ever say them either. “I never meant to hurt you,” you said, voice softer now.

“But you did. And I never meant to hurt you, but I did. We can’t continue like this, with you having to hide me from your friends and family because you don’t know what they’ll think, and with me having to hide you from the people I work with. I’m tired, and I’m sure you are too. It’s all too much.”

“I don’t want to break up with you. I love you.”

“I love you too. But surely you see why we can’t keep doing this.” She glanced up to see that you were crying now too, the anger gone from your body. “I’m sorry,” she said, and her voice broke. “But I’m breaking up with you for our own good.”

“Even though we still love each other?”

“I’m sorry,” she repeated, staring down at the floor. For a moment, there was silence, other than the sound of crying. Then you sucked in a breath and shifted, standing from the counter.

“When I graduate and get a job, will you give me another chance then?”

Her heart ached to say yes as she looked up at you again, taking in your face for what she knew was the last time. “I don’t know,” she said honestly. “I don’t know what the future will hold. But maybe if we’re meant to be, then we’ll meet again in the future. And maybe we can try again.”

“Then this is goodbye.” You stood across from her, your face streaked with tears, and suddenly the kitchen felt too big, and she felt too small. “Can I at least have one last hug.”

She had never been strong enough to tell you no. Despite knowing this would make it hurt worse, she nodded her head and allowed you to walk over and wrap her up in your arms one last time, hugging her like your life depended on it. For a moment, she sank into your arms and allowed herself to imagine a future where everything was okay and the two of you never broke up.

But then you pulled away, yanking her from her fantasy, and smiled. “I’m glad I met you,” you said, and she barely held in a sob, wiping at her face and feeling pathetic.

“I’m glad I met you too.”

She walked you to the door, helped you gather all your things, and saw you out. It was only when you were gone and the door was closed that she finally allowed herself to sob, her heart shattering as she sunk down onto the floor and buried her face in her hands.

Her apartment had never felt so cold.

Even years later, Irene had never forgotten about you, not really. Even though she’d tried to convince herself that she was okay, the suit she’d lent to you that day still hung at the front of her closet, and she often ran her fingers over the fabric and tried it on, only to look in the mirror and remember that it never fit in the first place. She went on a few dates that her friends set up for her, but no one ever took your place. Her bed stayed cold and empty, so instead she threw herself into her work, pushing her company further than it had ever been.

That was what she’d always wanted, right?

Her days all blended together, boring and bland and busy, until one day she sat down behind her desk and opened up a file of resumes only to see a name that knocked the breath out of her staring out of the paper.

(Y/N). Applying for the recently vacated secretary position, passed the test and first round of evaluations. She sucked in a breath, her heart pounding in her chest. Was it really you? After all these years?

She picked up her coffee and took a sip, trying to calm her shaking hands and push down the hope flooding through her body. If it was you....

There was a knock at her door and she quickly put down her coffee and straightened herself. “Yes?”

Joy, the HR manager, opened the door. “One of the applicants for the secretary position is here.”

“What’s their name?”

“Her name is (Y/N).”

Her heart climbed up into her throat but she put on her best poker face and nodded her head. “Send her in.”

Joy nodded and disappeared, and a moment later, the door was opened again by a familiar face with a warm smile that once again took her breath away. Just like it had years ago.

“Remember me?” You asked as you approached her desk, and she laughed. Like she could forget you. You were obviously older now, your features more defined, and you’d cut your hair, but you were still just as beautiful as she remembered.

“I thought it was you.” She wasn’t sure what to say as she leaned forward onto her desk, your file open in front of you. “But I never thought I’d see you here.”

You sat down and clasped your hands, and she caught a hint of nervousness in your mannerisms. “I didn’t want to let you go,” you said, your voice soft but steady, “so I worked hard to get my degree so I could come here. Will you give me a chance?”

“For the job, or for us?” Irene wasn’t sure what possessed her to make a joke, but when you laughed, she was glad she did.

“Both?”

“Well,” she replied, knowing that she still couldn’t say no to you, “we still have to do the interview. But I can say yes to one of those for sure.” At her words, you laughed again and held out your hand, and as she took it, she swore that her office had never felt so warm.

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Monsta x being jealous reaction

I really loved your writing for the Monsta x reaction to you being jealous, could you do it the other way, please?!

↬ Shownu

starting with our favourite leader

shownu is the type of guy who gets jealous but only tells you IF IF IF IF IF you notice

THE MEN HAS NO FACIAL EXPRESSION!!!

i MEAN he has but only on stage opsss

anyway he never gets jealous about just guys hitting on you

he gets jealous of your attention

so here you were, at changkyun’s birthday and you were helping kihyun and kyunnie in the kitchen

that's was fine

but you were laughing at the boys

and being gorgeous ( why are you being like this? CAN YOU TRY TO BE UGLY ???? shownu calm down boy)

so he kinda gets angry and wants your attention

BUT HE does nOT tell YOU!!!

SO you just keep going like nothing happened

until you ask him to help you

and he just looks at you like grrr

you: ?? honey?

then everything just clicks in your mind

he is: J E A L O U S

YOU HUG HIM

give him attention and he will be fine

sn: >:(

you : * smooches love and kisses*

sn: :3

yeah that’s it he is fine now.

the second they are less jealous they are just... baby boys, right?

↬ Wonho

BABY I MISS YOU SO MUCH

mbb keep fighting for your love he deserves everything

Anyway

We know he is needy and he is VERY jealous of mbb, imagine in a relationship

He trusts you thought... He just doesn't trust men. ( Who do I mean tf)

YOU are his precious treasure

nobody can touch you without your permission

so when both of you were in one of those jooheons party’s and a strange guy started to be touching and flirty with you, he was already all over the guy

the thing is, he is waiting for your “permission”

you stopped him

you: I already told you, I HAVE A FUCKING BOYFRIEND YOU IDIOT

you pushed the guy and held wonho’s hands

you: men are annoying

wh: that’s right, men suck, sorry for being one

you: I mean if all of them were like you...

wh: would it be better? yes but... you could replace me for someone better

you: Wonho, that’s not such a thing. I will never in my life find someone better and more perfect for me, you're the only one, my love.

wh: good, because I am all ours.

will kiss u in front of that asshole just because he can ;)

and bc he wants

I mean, he is very touchy with you in public to not get in these types of situation

his bigger fear is that your strong personality put you in a big fight and you get hit or worse you know?

he hates the fact that guys only respect you bc of him and not for the fact that you are a person

and he lives to hate men with you

and keeps telling that, harassment its NOT your fault and will never be.

yes mbb, we stan the right men <3

↬ Minhyuk

wjneiwnejeej a little mothafuckr

Follow me on this one

He is a free young spirit who is not controlling or do not wants you to feel trapped at all

bUT

You are H I S girl

Not just like a gf

You are his partner/best friend/ lover

So no!!! he is not sharing the moments you both are supposed to do with someone else

He doesn't care if guys eat you with the eyes ( unless you care, and you do, so rip to them)

So watching a hero movie in the theatre with kihyun because is the movie premiere and he is working as an MC that night? It's a no-no to him

And as every demon Scorpio, you should know revenge is coming

He is basically not hanging with you

At all

You both live together and he is like " oh hey StRanGeR"

So you just apologise bc you miss him

And he misses you too so he MIGHT feel guilty and apologise too

mh: " I hate eating alone and sorry I did use your favourite serum last night just bc I was mad but I will buy another one you know youareeverythingtome just just... Don't hang out with kihyun alone doing stuff that me ME YOUR BOYFRIEND Lee minhyuk should do!!!!! Iloveyousorrysorry"

You can only laugh and kiss him

And ofc you sure him that hanging with kihyun is like taking your old aunt out bc she needs her vitamin c.

He is never letting kihyun live after this

You both good.

:) he is too soft to make you in pain

↬ Kihyun

I honestly hate kihyun sassy ass

but I love him :(

he is A JEALOUS BITCH

a lil bit controlling... just keep him at his place and it will be fine

he gets more jealous of your friends and coworkers

because in his head, if you already like/love them, they can steal you

what a smart hamster

but dumb bc you wouldn't replace him

and even with a superego, like everyone, kihyun has his insecurities

so yes > afraid of losing you< its an issue here

one day you just keep telling about your friend wooyoung

and how happy you are for him and his lover

because he made like the cutest things for their one-year anniversary

and you just keep telling all the details, excited for your friend

kihyun gets jealous and mad because he thinks you’re saying that wooyoung is better, more romantic

kh: okay just date him already

you: ???? what?

kh: you only talk about how is he the most romantic guy right? i get it

you: no its not-

kh: I might not have a lot time for you bc of the band but I swear I try my very best for you, I mean if you are unhappy with me I understand but

you: kihyun shut up

he looks at you, damn he is mad

you sigh bc this hoe is mad for nothing

you: first of all wooyoung is gay and his lover is san

kh: ohh

you: yeah ohhh, plus I am very satisfied with you baby why would you say that? I love you bitch, I ain't never gonna stop loving you, bitch

kh: I love you too baby and stopping using old vines to tell you love me

you: no

you: I WANT A CHURCH BOY WHO GOES TO CHURCH AND READ HIS BIBLEEEE

kh: that’s it goodbye

kihyun has left the room

but smiling bc he loves you

↬ Hyungwon

GOD HE DOES NOT CARE AT ALL

maybe because we know hyungwon is a very straightforward person

and you two make sure to always make clear each other feeling and thoughts

so Won knows how much you love him

you love him and he loves you

what's more important than that?

so when the fandom and the media discover about you two

that was rumours about you cheating on him with your best male friend

and someone photoshopped a picture of you two kissing

hyungwon saw this and immediately made sure to speak to the press

hw: this picture is fake and y/n is only a friend of the male with her, she is loyal so don't try to break something that is unbreakable

you cried seeing that bc

your men>>>>>>>>>>>>

you: baby you didn't tell me about that

hw: I didn't want to worry you, it’s okay now

you: you really trust me huh?

hw: of course I do

he kissed you gently

hw: also, I am a 10 and your friend is a 7 in the max, seriously you must be crazy to even think about cheating on me

you: you're right, I could never

you hug him because he is so precious uwu

And damn he is right

He is a god

Could you tell me where can I find my own hyungwon?

↬ Jooheon

SO HAHA remember this lil shit?

with all that “ jealous is for ppl who don’t trust each other”?

haha BULLSHIT

once again joo trust you of course

but he gets annoyed

world please understand

YOU ARE HIS GIRL

PERIODT!!!!

so let's say that some pictures of you being hella sexy were out for the public

nothing promiscuous just

sexy you know?

so these pics were out ( was intentional bc you were promoting for a friend)

but everyone was talking about

so one rapper commented “ damn that’s hot”

and well

jooheon is not happy about this

he knows its only a campaign but DOES PPL NEED TO TALK THAT YOU ARE HOT?

jh: asshole hot is my fucking hand after slap your ugly face I swear I will cut everyone hand that commented those things about my girl

you: jooheon

jh: what???

you: well forget it, you're mad :(

he is sorry for being angry

jh: sorry baby, just tell me pretty baby ~

you: I was going to say... why don’t you do what they want so badly?

he still didn't understand

so you sit on his lap

kissing his neck, you whisper close to his ears

you: why don’t you show me what only you can do?

you: why don't you make me scream the name of the only person that can touch my body?

jh: oh baby, you can bet I will, gladly

he smirks and...

you know ;)

( I am not weak for angry!jooheon, you are)

↬ Changkyun

he is the most passionate guy

that’s why Kyun is so confusing in my eyes

he pretends he is cold, but he is soft

he pretends being dope, he is weird

he pretends to be a fuckboy but is romantic

he pretends he does not care, but he cares, waaay too much

maybe both of you are jealous

nobody has ever said about being exclusive at all

but it was an exclusive thing

both just didn't know ( clowns 🤡)

the game was going to be a draw

but kyun couldn't help himself when that guy was touching you way too much

taking way to much smiles and laughs of you

when he could look at you way to close

and dance way to sensual with you

no, he couldn't help himself of picking you and find an empty place to talk

ck: look I just... why are you with him?

you: kyun I mean, you were with that girl too and, wait, you're jealous?

kyun just keep looking at you like you discover his dark secret

you: good, I was with him to make jealous

ck: really?

you: yeah so just fucking kiss me

and he did

all night

making sure that from now, you're his

and he is yours

like is supposed to be

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nataliedanovelist · 4 years

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GF - Everything

For @lemonfodrizzleart, featuring her oc, Jackie Asante. I hope you like it, sweetie! The comic that inspired the first half can be found here.

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Stan gave his girl an impressed look when she downed another shot of tequila and she asked for her second blue pineapple margarita. He brought his second jug of Angry Orchard up to his lips, reminiscing on the brown sugar that laced the rim of the glass, his eyes up at one of the many TVs playing different ball games. Stan was drawn into a football game and he winced with a smile as one guy got tackled by seven different guys, so close to a touchdown.

Jackie gave her guy a soft smile as he let the heavy glass land on the wooden bar with a quiet clunk. He looked very handsome right now, relaxed, sitting back in his chair while watching the game, the soft bar lights highlighting his beautiful features, like his soft brown eyes and matching mullet, his contagious smile. Sure he only sported worn jeans, a dirty white t-shirt, and a maroon jacket that look like it had been through the mill, but to Jackie he looked like a million bucks.

The bartender scooped up Stan’s first empty jug and asked, “‘Nother round?”

Stan shrugged casually. It was pretty late, the two coming in after a long day, so he guessed he could handle another pair before heading back to the motel. “Sure, why not?”

The bartender nodded, finished Jackie’s rita, slid it to her, and then quickly fetched two jugs and dunked the rims in a small bowl of sugar before filling it with beer. Thank Moses for Happy Hour, Every Hour. She dropped off the two glasses and asked, “Anythang else, lovelies?”

“Nope.” Jackie answered after the two exchanged looks and she happily munched on a tortilla chip spooning salsa with extra hot sauce mixed in.

The bartender smiled and let the most sober of everyone in the bar do as they please; it was pretty late and this odd but adorable couple had come in just a few minutes ago, so while others should probably be cut off these love birds were fine for a few more drinks.

Jackie and Stan were close, but not close enough. Jackie looked at her boyfriend’s toned body again and desperately wanted to feel it, be closer, so she leaned towards him, resting her head on his shoulder, and Stan smiled and wrapped his arm around her. Jackie was grateful he was looking at the escalating football game, so he couldn’t see the stupid grin on his face.

Stan privately considered himself pretty damn lucky. Not only had he been in a town for five days without making enemies (a new record), and he actually had enough money for a room and he didn’t have to sleep in his car, but he had an amazing woman on him who not only wanted to be around him, but was willing to go anywhere in order to do so. Jackie didn’t have to travel with him across states, looking for something and nothing all at the same time, but she did. One day Stan would make it up to her. One day he would actually manage to not be a screw-up and buy her a house and her own car and give her kids and whatever else she wanted.

Unfortunately, natured called and Stan had to stretch and have Jackie sit up. “Bathroom.”

“K’.” Jackie grinned as he snuck a quick kiss on her cheek before leaving her alone, but her smile was soon gone.

Stan felt a little colder with her gone from his hip, and as he washed his hands he thought that maybe they should finish their drinks, pay the bartender, and go back to the motel so he could hold her and show her how much she meant to her, however she wanted him to. Stan grinned in the mirror at the idea and emerged from the bathroom just in time to have the color in his face drain and his heart stop at a horrifying scene.

Jackie was facing a man much bigger and bulkier than her (even a little bigger than Stan), and she punched him in the face, leaving a bruise on his face. Stan wanted to be proud, but the guy was way bigger than her and could hurt her. “JACKIE, NO!”

Jackie tried to land another punch, but her wrist was grabbed to stop her, and in retaliation the guy punched her in the face.

Stan saw red. He didn’t need context or to know what had happened for this whole mess to even occur. He didn’t care. Somebody had punched his girl.

Stan charged across the room and just as Jackie kneed the guy in the balls and shoved him away, that left an opening for Stan to pounce on him and go ham. All those years of boxing practice were paying off as he wailed on the guy left and right in the face, over the jerk as he laid on the floor and kicked Stan off of him.

In an instant, Stan spun, grabbed Jackie’s hand, and ran out of the bar with her as fast as they could for the Stanmobile, which soon made screeches against the concrete and sped away.

After a few breaths in the passenger’s seat, Jackie looked over at the conman driving and she knew her instincts were correct. The dead-pan look on his face, how tightly he held onto the wheel, the anger fuming from his spirit. He was mad. And Jackie wasn’t stupid, she knew who he was mad at. So she crossed her arms over her chest and watched the world outside zoom by.

At the motel room, Stan pulled out the first aid kit from his suitcase and pointed to the bed. “Sit.” His voice was low and cold, but not completely harsh, which was a good sign.

Jackie plopped down at the foot of the bed and Stan knelt before her, eye-level to get a good look at her face. She had a bruise forming under her eye. It was a little bit swollen, but it could have been much worse. No cuts or torn skin, which was good, so Stan walked off for the bathroom and ran a washcloth under some cool water, then came back and started to clean up the eye. Jackie closed her eyes, both as a sign of her discomfort, but to make Stan’s job a little easier.

This wasn’t the first time Jackie had gotten into a fight, and Stan knew exactly what she had been fighting about.

Jackie had her arms crossed over her blue t-shirt covered chest, silent and waiting for the lecture. Usually Jackie would let Stan rant until he was done and then make a snappy remark that would end his argument, but tonight Jackie was angry. Not like Stan was, fuming and growling and shaking. She was an icy kind of angry, the cold, distant kind of angry. (Stan was painfully reminded how that was the kind of angry his brother got.) Jackie made up her mind that tonight she was gonna say something, and she was begging for her boyfriend to pick a fight.

After cleaning her up and helping the swelling go down, Stan tossed the damp washcloth aside and stood. Here we go. “Jackie, you can’t keep gettin’ into fights!”

Jackie quit looking down at the ugly carpet and she snapped back. “He was talking shit!”

“So what?!” Stan yelled back. He had heard what that guy was spitting behind his back while he watched the game. And, believe it or not, he had chosen not to make a big deal about it. Not with Jackie there. “I hear that shit all the time! Don’t fuckin’ fight for me!”

That only made Jackie more pissed. “Well excuse me for giving a shit about you, Stan!” She screeched. “I can handle a fight, especially when they diss you!”

Jackie was startled when Stan grabbed her by her shoulders, but rather than shake her or yell at her like other men might, she was even more alarmed when his head was bowed and his whole body was quivering. The little fire inside of him was slowly dying due to lack of fuel. Jackie opened her mouth to ask him what was wrong, but his voice stopped her, meek and quiet and desperate to be heard.

“Jackie… please…” He looked up at her and Jackie’s face softened to find tears in the corner of his soft brown eyes. “I don’t wanna lose you, too.”

“Hey,” Jackie whispered and slowly brought her hands to his cheeks, cupping his strained, tired face. “Hey.” She cooed softly. “Stanley, you couldn’t lose me if you tried. You’re stuck with me.”

Stan snorted and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Good.”

Jackie smiled and gently pulled him closer. “C’mere.”

Stan crawled up onto the bed and laid down as Jackie leaned back, wrapping her arms around his shoulder and placing a hand in his hair. Stan hugged her around her waist, his ear over her heart and listening to the beautiful beat. He took in some deep breaths, trying to calm down, and it was easier with her breathing to copy.

Jackie had known for a while that Stan had a crippling fear of not only heights, but of losing what little he had. He never talked about his past, but from what little Jackie had picked up from the taboo subject, he had lost everything. He wasn’t like some where they never had anything. He was like her, both of whom once had something or everything, but it was now gone. At least Jackie walked away, chose to leave what she had; she got the impression that Stan didn't have a choice.

She kissed his soft mullet and began to comb it as she whispered, “Stanley, you’re not gonna lose me. Not ever.”

“I think I’d believe you if you’d quit gettin’ into fights, sweetheart.” He joked.

Jackie rolled her eyes and chuckled.

Stan’s smile dropped. “Seriously though, if anything happened to you…”

“I can look after myself.” Jackie reminded him.

“I know you can. But you don’t have to anymore.”

“Then let me look after you, too, okay?”

“I will, but there’s a difference between helpin’ me wake up with both kidneys and gettin’ hurt all for some nobody on the street.”

“Hey,” Jackie said, this time not as soft as before, a bit more firm. Stan was reminded of a stern warning a mother might give. “You’re not a nobody. You’re my everything.”

Stan’s hold tightened ever so slightly. “And you’re mine. Which is why I need you safe.”

Jackie took in a deep breath and let it out through her button nose. She knew Stan had a point. And it was only fair. After all he gave up boxing matches for cash when he came home bloody one night and reduced Jackie to tears. She had certainly noticed how less inclined he was to fight or get into serious trouble. Sure, he had no issue stealing toilet paper or scamming suckers for an extra buck, but his Colombian prison days were far behind him.

Jackie scratched his shoulder comfortably and whispered, “Alright. I promise, no more fights. Unless they swing first.” She added cheekily.

Stan laughed quietly into her chest and nodded. “Unless they swing first.”

Just as Stan had hoped for, they laid on that bed for hours and snuggled. A few minutes after their agreement, Jackie began to hum a soft song as she continually combed his hair with her fingers. Stan smiled drowsily and was more than happy to fall asleep in the arms of the woman he loved.

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The young couple left Pueblo, Colorado and stopped at a little motel in Moab, Utah. It was a little bit nicer than the last room, accompanied by a small balcony with a sliding glass door to a view of the rocky red mountains and an iron and board to go with it. These made for good, cheap laundry. Just a little air freshener on the clothes and a quick run-through with the iron and as long as it didn’t have a stain any piece of clothing was as good as new, a free way to do laundry without forking some money for some quarters and some soap.

It was Stan’s turn to do the laundry, and he did so only in his boxers, standing in front of the king-sized bed as Jackie was looking out the huge window that covered most of the wall opposite to the door.

“Lee, do you think I’m pretty?”

Stan nearly burned his fingers when he looked up from his work. He had enough sense to turn off the iron and not rest it on his shirt, but just enough. Her back was to him in a baggy t-shirt (that he probably stole from him) and faded pink yoga pants. Her reflection was in the glass window and Stan not only saw how depressingly she held her hands and gazed ahead, he realized Jackie’s attention wasn’t on the view.

“Babe, what do you see?” Stan asked gently.

Jackie snorted and shook her head. “Not much.”

“That’s not what I see.” He said firmly and left the ironing board to be with her, standing behind her and tenderly wrapping his arms around her so her hands were lightly trapped to her chest. “I see everything a man could ever want in a woman.” Jackie pressed her lips together and freed a hand to hold Stan’s. But he wasn’t done.

“Eyes so deep and dark you can get lost in ‘em, skin the color of mahogany and soft as satin, a body fit for a goddess.” Stan kissed her forehead, cheek, and then neck slowly, softly. And then joined her gaze at their reflection and smiled at what he saw. “Look how beautiful you are.”

Jackie looked away as she blinked furiously, but Stan wasn’t having it. “Look,” He whispered and gently lifted her head up with his finger to her chin. “Look how beautiful you are.”

Jackie forced her tears away and turned to face her man. “Lee…”

He only grinned and held up a finger. “Ah, ah.” Stan hurried to the TV, turned it on, and flicked on the All Jazz channel. Jackie grinned as he went back to her. “Am I lucky enough to dance with everything a man could ever want?”

“Stanley,” Jackie wrapped her arms around his chest, nuzzling the side of her face into Stan’s hairy body. Her throat was still tight. She forced herself to swallow as they swayed to the music and she managed to croak out, “I love you.”

Stan kissed the top of her head and smiled, rubbing her back and squeezing her shoulder. “I love you, too.”

#GF #gravity falls #fanfiction #gift #JackieStan #jackie asante #stan pines #thank you so SO much for reading!!!#I hope you liked it!#God i love this ship #ship it like fedex #every day all the time

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surveys-at-your-service · 3 years

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Survey #442

“the more you suffer, the more it shows you really care, right?”

Would you ever sell your soul? No. Do you believe that something is going to happen in 2012? Welp, clearly not. I never believed it. Have you ever been to the Grand Canyon? No, but I'd love to! When was the last time you slept in someone else’s bed? Uhhh not since I visited Sara, I think. Do you like your music loud or at a reasonable level? Loud, for sure. Louder than I should listen to. Did the last person you kiss have a tattoo? No. What’s the last song you heard? "The Bird and the Worm" by The Used. Has anyone told you they missed you lately? No. What are you most likely to do when you’re exhausted; take a nap, drink some coffee, or go for a run to get yourself pumped up again? Naps definitely win. What are you most likely to pick if you got to choose your topic on a research paper; drug abuse, mental illness, or the death penalty? Mental illness, for sure. What is your favorite month of the year and why? October, bc aesthetic. What’s your least favorite animal? Probably wasps. They're mean fuckers that kill bees. What was your class song when you graduated? Some super shitty country song. Have you ever had to spend the night outside (not camping)? No. What`s the scariest living animal that you`ve petted? A tarantula, I'd say. She was a sweet rose hair that I literally did pet, which you absolutely should not do to tarantulas, but I knew nothing about them at the time. The urticating hairs on their abdomens cause serious itching, and I tell ya, that sure happened. So did you play old school Nintendo or Atari or Sega? If so which one? We had an old Atari for a long time. When/where did you meet your first love? In the hallway, during my sophomore year of high school. Is there anyone you dislike, that you have to see/speak to regularly? Hm, what qualifies as "regularly," really? I don't like my sister's husband, who I see semi-regularly, but I don't really talk to him. Does your family eat any unique foods for Thanksgiving that aren’t the norm? If so, what are they? Nah, not that I can think of. If you eat oatmeal, do you add water or milk to it? What is your favorite flavor? Milk; I don't like it with water. I only eat the apples and cinnamon kind. Was the last video you watched on YouTube a music video? If not, what was it of? It's a let's play. Have you ever been brave enough to cut your hair in a very different way? If you have, did you regret your decision after? Yes, and I still love it. What was the last book you had to read for school? Did you enjoy it, or were you just trying to get through? The Handmaid's Tale by Margaret Atwood. I loved it. Has anyone you know personally ever won the lottery? If so, how much did they win? Would/have you ever play(ed) the lottery? No to both questions. I have a very addictive personality, so I don't really mess with dangerous things that might tempt that behavior. What band/celebrity/etc. do you know the most information about? Who would you like to learn more about? Markiplier, ha ha. As for who I'd like to know more about... hm. Have your friends met the last person you kissed? Girt has. Who has made the biggest difference in your life? Jason. You get a text from someone saying that they want to hang out - who would you most like it to be from? Also Jason. -_- What is the name on your birth certificate (feel free to withhold your last name for privacy reasons)? Brittany Marie is all you need to know. Even if shopping isn’t your favorite... every girl has a favorite store. What’s yours? My favorite physical store is Hot Topic, but my favorite store overall is Rebel's Market, which I'm pretty sure is just an online source. Which type of undies do you wear most: Thongs, bikini/briefs, bootyshorts, or granny panties? Don't you dare laugh, I prefer "granny panties" lmfao. They're what I'm comfortable in, okay. How many nail polishes do you have, if you were to take a guess? *I* have none. Idk about Mom, but I know not a lot. Are you on birth control? Do you use condoms? I use birth control to regulate my period and ease cramps. If I was sexually active though, both would be musts for me. When did you start your period? How did you react? Who did you tell first? When I got home from school sometime in middle school. I don't remember exactly how old I was, but I was EXTREMELY upset. Like, I cried, because I didn't feel like a kid anymore. My mom was the first to know. Have you ever had sex while on your period? If so, would you ever do it again? NO NO NO NO THAT SOUNDS SO GROSS LKASDFJ;AJW;LKERJA;WEJLRKQWLKE;JR. Which way do you swing (boys, girls, or both)? I'm bi. Or pan. I really don't know. Tell me ALL about your longest/most serious relationship. Are you still in that relationship? How about I don't, because doing that I'm sure will send me in a PTSD spiral. No, we're no longer together. Who is your ALL TIME best friend (don’t count your boyfriend, either, silly!)? Sara. I don't think I've been as close with any other best friend. Which one of your friends has the best singing voice? SARAAAAAAAAAAA. What shade are you in foundation or concealer? I don't have a clue. I don't wear either. Have you ever showered with someone? Boy or girl? Were you completely naked? "Were you completely naked." No, I shower with underwear on. I've showered with my little sister as well as my best friend as a kid. I've never shared a shower as an adult and don't want to. Do you think you’re good enough for the person you like? No. Are you a cuddler or no? If I'm really into you, YUP. And if it's not hot. Wouldn’t it be kinda annoying to have to share a bed every night? No. I miss it sometimes. Have you ever walked on a beach at night? Yes. It's beautiful. Could you go the rest of your life without drinking alcohol? Pretty easily, yeah. Would you marry someone you didn’t love if you were paid 10 thousand dollars? No. I just wouldn't be able to stomach doing that. I'm solely marrying for love. Have you had sex today? I haven't in many years. Do you still care about your last ex? Very very much! Do you own more then one bathing suit? Nope. Is there any alcohol in the fridge? Yeah, but none I like. Who have you recently made up with after fighting? Nobody. Who do you WANT to make up with? Jason. Megan. Do you get scared easily? Hm. It really depends on the situation. Have you seen UP? Never the full movie, actually. I need to. How many coats of mascara do you use? I use it so rarely that I barely know. Two, maybe? What’s your favorite bracelet? The one Sara gave me. I used to always wear it, but it's worn down with time and is too loose for me now, so it's just with my jewelry. What color hair does your mom have? It's naturally gray now, but she dyes it black. Favorite song to listen to when you are mad? "Headache" by Motionless In White does it. What restaurant would you want to work at? NONE. I ain't working with hungry people. I don't want to work with people - period. When people ask “how are you?” do you say “good” even if you aren’t? Depends on who's asking. If it's a stranger or someone I barely know, odds are I'm just going to reply with "fine" or something like that. Were you honestly a good kid? Yes. Is anything wrong with your eyes? I have to wear glasses, so. Have you kissed or hugged anyone today? No. What is your mom’s and dad’s favorite TV show? I don't really know for either. Mom watches loads of shows, and I don't live with Dad, so. I know he really likes The Big Bang Theory, though, which Mom also loves. Have you ever suspected your mom or dad of having an affair? No, but ~supposedly~, Dad did with his now-wife. I don't know what the fuck is true between my parents, though. Do you think buying second hand clothes is gross? It depends on the type of clothing (ex., used underwear is a huge fucking no), as well as the state it's in. Does it gross you out when your parents kiss? They're divorced. That would be incredibly weird, uncomfortable, and impossible with how I know at least Mom feels towards Dad. Do you have a playlist made on YouTube? Yeah, multiple. Do you like dollar stores? I mean, sure? They have good deals occasionally and are a good option to stop for a quick snack or something. Mom doesn't actually *shop* in them, though. What’s the last thing you bought from one? I think a honeybun. Do you think it’s weird how babies are made? Well, yeah. Science can be crazy, though. Have you ever lost a friend over the opposite sex? No. Are you comfortable in a short skirt? I wouldn't be comfortable in ANY skirt. Do you and your family go on a vacation ever year? We essentially never do. Vacations cost money. We don't have money to spare. When you were going out with your last ex and you had the chance to date your celebrity crush, would you have left your bf/gf for them? No, because it's not like I know him personally, while I know her very deeply. Who was your most romantic moment with? Jason. Do you sweat easily? Like you wouldn't BELIEVE. A side effect of one (or even multiple) of my meds is hyperhidrosis, so I can sweat an ocean in two minutes, it seems. It's disgusting, and I am so self-conscious about it. What’s one memory you wish would just vanish? Just a specific moment with Jason that is particularly agonizing to recall. Are you in love with someone? No. Partying or watching a movie? Partying isn't my thing. I'd have more fun watching a movie with friends. What pisses you off the most? Child molesters/rapists, probably. Where do you want to be at a year from now? I just want a job by then, dude. I also hope I've lost a lot of weight. Do you like pickles? Only dill pickles. If you saw someone broken down on the side of the road, would you stop to help? Honestly, no. I don't trust people. What do you do with your plastic grocery bags after you unload your things? We put our plastic bags into one big bag for later use. Have you ever slept in a water bed? Yes. How often do you use Flickr? I don't. I only ever check my friend's for meerkat photos, ha ha. Share three nice memories you have of the person you fell hardest for. No, unless you want me to cry. Have you ever made any of your friends cry? Not deliberately of course, but yes. Do you look decent in your most recent photograph? God no, I look high. Out of all the guys you know, who would you trust to not cheat on you? Girt. I know he never would, especially because HE'S been cheated on. How do you plan on disciplining your children? NOT by physical means, I can tell you that much. If I actually had kids, I'd teach them through (hopefully) primarily deeply talking things out. If need be, there'd be time out, grounding, things like that. I do NOT support methods like spanking your kid, so that's a big no. If you could live in another country, would you? What country? Yes; Canada. If you could change your name, what would you change it to? Quinn, probably. What’s one health problem you wish you didn’t have? It's a tie between depression and anxiety. What is your cure for hiccups? NOTHING works for me. It's the worst. Did you ever do anything in class that annoyed other students? I mean, I don't think so. Have you used a Ouija board and had a freaky experience with it? I've never messed with one, and I don't want to. I don't know if I believe in their supernatural abilities or not, but I ain't fuckin around and finding out. Do you stick with a political party, or vote for who you like best? I pick based on their policies and morals, not necessarily their party. Do you know anyone who is an albino? No. Word search or crossword puzzle? Word searches. When you watch a game show, do you like to see people win or lose? Aw, who wants to see them lose? It's great to see people win and be so excited. Do you have a pair of fake redneck, vampire, etc. teeth? No. What is your favorite Pixar film? Finding Nemo. Do you get really mad when you lose a game? Not at all. I'm not very competitive, and games are about having fun. When was the last time you used a pay phone? I actually don't think I ever have. Who did you have your most amazing kiss with? Jason. Do you go to church every Sunday? I never go to church as I'm not religious. If you had to get famous for one of the following, which would you choose: music, acting, writing, modeling? Writing. What do you think of girls with huge boobs that don’t wear bras in public? Who the fuck cares. If they're comfortable and at least have a shirt on, let 'em. Most women have breasts, big whoop. Do you even like politics? God no. What’s it like at raves? Oh god, I'd never go. Have you ever had a dream in which you were making out, or more, with someone? lol yes

#survey #surveys #random questions #lyrics: ''self esteem'' by the offspring

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sweet-xoxo-thatcares · 3 years

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Just found out Grandma has cancer and she's moving in with the hospital bed package I helped put together today at the house.

The lady says she weighs less than 100 pounds and needs an oxygen tank.

This don't even feel real.

I'm helping the lady setup the bed, lifting stuff, and cleaning out the bunch of clothes and junk that nobody uses and it really didn't kick in...

It still hasn't.

My heart Andy hand was shaking as I had to sign the delivery note.

Not even a "Good luck with your Grandma" or "Condolences to you and your family" I told the delivery lady she had cancer and we're talking about it like its a happy topic on the news. She had music to keep her going as she picked up stuff off the truck. I wanted to tell her come back, wait...like are you sure you got the right house?

Like are you sure mom and dad or grandma isn't playing. Cause I haven't seen her in like a month. My clothes and stuff is still at her house in Grand Rapids.

And I don't wanna run into any arms. Like I don't wanna hear nothing but silence for the next 3 or 4hrs.

I'm trembling, shaking, paranoid.

I almost had a panic attack after that lady left. Well let's be real, I did.

But the fact that everybody else in this family is acting like this shit is normal and everybody wants me to behave....I can't say or do shit about it.

Like my room is connected to her room. Imma have to get used to walking past her bed just to use the bathroom. And eat?

I don't even know if I will, cause here's the thing....mom and dad are most likely gonna put me on duty. And last time when I spent a week with her, taking care of her...I was so stressed out, that I didn't even eat.

And cancer did pop in my head as a worst case scenario, because we had no clue what she had and she seemed ok when I got kicked out in March.

She avoided doctors and the hospital for years after her surgeries. I just....

I don't even know if I wanna know what stage she is at. Cause last time I stayed, when we had that argument, she wasn't eating too good, cheeks sunken in, I knew something was wrong. Even her house, her dishes were all piled up with black mould on em from being in the sink of dirty water too long. It felt like we stepped into a resident evil house from that one in the country. Even momma said that's not like her, because old ocd Clara, does not play about cleaning dishes. Soups did her no good and she was only getting down like 2-4 pieces of watermelon that daddy had brought. And her house in the summer is hot as heck, so I'm glad daddy had bought her that air purifying fan. She just did not go to the hospital. She said no for the longest when we offered to take her.

I'm glad she finally said yes.

But I don't know how far along she is. Everything has changed so much in less than a year.

I don't even know if I'll be the same after this. And I got a giant ear and toothache that keeps creeping in when I get too stressed like this.

I pray I stay away from drinking. Cause my hallucinations get worse after drinking...I really need to see a psychiatrist about that.

I just hope mom and dad don't start fussing again at home, it's already tight, mom is still going through alzheimers grief with our other grandma. Like she forgot her name already once. And these two strong black women that I grew up on are near 70. Clara, with cancer 67.

I don't even know what my father feels about this and that's what scares me the most. Cause he's mostly been the type to say he's okay, doing fine or alright if I ask him how he feels, buy he doesn't ever really change unless something super pisses him off...like cars parking too close when there's empty spots, drivers doing wide turns, people walking 8 ppl wide on the sidewalk at an amusement park or public event.

Or if he gets into with momma, but they haven't fought as much since I left in March...

But idk. With those two both on edge, the only time they can talk about emotions in a calm way is when they drink or go out to the bar, eat some wings, and get some drafts going while watching the game.

But that was younger dad, and this is now. Now...I assume he's gonna do a lot more golfing...

Idk how they're gonna manage us helping out.

But I pray I find my own job and apt soon. I wouldn't wanna live in chaos. Nor do I wanna fight about it either with my family, that have been known to push duties on me without really helping or noticing the people pleasing problem I learned from serving them all these years. I've never been allowed to say no to my mother and father. They always get upset with me when I do.

I don't wanna go through this alone, but as God showed me the ppl who really were a bad influence on my life, I don't have many friends to rely on to support me and pour my heart out too. After being hurt even when I dealt with the aftermath of that fight with mom, I found myself alone much more often than I thought. Missing the wrong ppl.

I'm not making that same mistake again. I'm not gonna make that silly mistake and call a guy only for him to take advantage of me sexually. I'm not having sex or making out with anybody unless we're committed to each other and he's already proven he's with me for love and not just sex.

Cause there are nice guys who try to outsmart women who would rather have sex after commitment, only to play them after giving the gf title.

How the fuck did I get to this topic, and I just found out Grandma Clara has cancer and we don't know how long for or what stage she's at?

See how far my mind overthinks in critical situations like this?

Now I'm off to watching Kenny Rogers cause I'm feeling a country craving right after I just cried my tears and helped clean her room, assembled her bed..

Ppl don't usually prepare for having a family member you didn't expect to take care of for cancer, it sorta feels low, because I don't know what to expect when she comes tomorrow...I don't know exactly what's gonna happen, but I pray I get a job close by so I can at least have a place to stay away from my already crazy home, and get moving on goals and dreams.

But I know why I feel so obligated to leave and to stay for grandma in flint...because I don't know what's going to happen to her or to me. And she's been apart of me for such a long time. She used to be the only person who understood me when I would get to sensitive or have depression, separation anxiety, seeing or feeling dead people, reading dreams intuitively together. Me and her was like the grandpa off of Roald Dahl's Willy Wonka story. She was the older version of me, and nobody understood me like her. Everybody else in my family would make fun of me for being like her. Whenever mom thought I did something that reminded her of Clara, she'd called me by her first name "Clara." Cause she raised me awhile when dad and sometimes mom went to work. Daddy at football games in college, but I think he had to drop out after me....I kinda thought back and thought I was a burden as the reason why they always seemed to overwork me so young as the oldest. Put a smile on your face and go to your room to cry. Kinda like cinderella. Well grandma Clara said it....she always worried about that when she visited.

Her personality was similar to how Ms. Lisa was on Sister Sister. Ms. Talkative, except her favorite color was purple 💜 and she always had an ego, and intuitive perspective on alot of things. She could see things as if she knew what was gonna happen next, like predicting a chess move. Very determined, independent, she hates being wrong, and she'll bark her mouth off if you tried to debate with her. She liked dressing up and going out. But when she's frugal, she'll cook something at the house. Oh, and she loved sweets. And she loved to talk.

I mean lots. I would say our usual was 2hrs, but that was so long ago. I definitely feel the change settling in. Only time will tell.

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localminstrel · 5 years

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Stray Kids reaction : Kiss them out of the blue in a public place but when no one is looking and their crush/gf/bf pretending nothing happened just for fun

Warnings : none

Tag : gender neutral!reader

Words : 2 700

Notes : i know i’m veryyy late for this one but I hope you would like it ! Also, they are going to have a lots of typos and grammar mistakes and i’m really sorry about that, i try to improve my english !

Gifs credit to owners !

Chan :

You and Chan are in a secret relationship since the last six months. You met because JYP hired you to work wih 3racha for Stray Kids’s new album. Chan and you talks about mutual feelings after two weeks and both are agree to keep this a secret for both compagny and members before this begin to be serious. Well, you began to be but for this moment, you two are a secret and, unfortunally for Chan, you’re a biiiig teaser. Even more now, because you say « i love you » to each other for the first time one month ago. And, to be honest, the whole secret situation thing kind of turn you both on.

So, with your job, you are really often in the 3racha’s studio with Jisung and Changbin and one day, you really wanting to tease your boyfriend. The four of you are siting on the couch’s studio in this order : you, Chan, Jisung and Changbin, working on tablature and lyrics on the table in front of all of you. At a moment, Changbin was writing something while talking, Jisung was speaking to him, his back half facing Chan, so you give your boyfriend a big peck on his lips, while making it as soundless as possible. He turns freeze.

« _ So Chan, what do you think about incorporate some spanich here ? It’s gonna match the rythm more than english or korean i think. » Then you flowing to seems less suspicious.

_ Where do you want to put it, Y/N ? » Asks Jisung while bending over the paper on the table in front of Chan. « Hyung ? Are you okay ? » The younger asks to his non-talking hyung.

_ Hum ? Oh yeah yeah, i am. What are we talking about ? »

Jisung talks but Chan didn’t listen to him, just sigh at your winning face.

Minho (non idol!) :

All the kids were silent when you step in the classroom. Some of them lift their heads to look quickly at you before getting to their test again. It was the last test of their highschool year, the famous Suneung. Minho smiles at you while sitting at the desk at the end of the classroom, grabbing the coffee cup you take for him.

You two were teachers in this highschool and also, a couple. But you keep it secret for the students because they doesn’t need to know your personal lifes. In fact, only the headmaster knew about it and he’s not really a fan of it because he’s concerned about the good relationship if you break up one day. Well, you are now married for a year so… it’s quite unlikely.

You were on the monitoring team for the maths exam this time, the two of you being at each corner of the classroom : you at the front, Minho at the end. So, when you give him the coffee, you put a little peck on his lips, knowing that all the students turning their backs at you. Minho were shocked before throwing you a dark look and a disapproval face.

You just give him a questionable look, like « i did nothing why are you looking at me like that ? » and walks to the front desk, can’t resist to have a little smirk on your face.

Changbin :

As usual, Changbin is sleeping when you’re doing his make up and hair. The room was really quiet because half of the Stray Kids members are asleep, during their make up or just waiting on the couch. Nobody really paid attention to everybody. Unlike the habits, you were on time on the planning so no did to rush. Gently, you’re applied eyeshadows on Changbin, can’t stand but looking deeply in love with your boyfriend. You two are still a secret, even between the members so you can’t be touchy with him all the time. But you can be on purpose while doing his make up.

Next to you were your colleague doing Minho’s make up, in the arms of Morpheus too. They excused us and leaving to the bathroom, making you the only staff member at the beauty tables.

With a quick glance, you check if anyone looks at you (spoiler : no one did) and you quickly kiss Changbin, who just startled, eyes wide open.

« _Y/N, what are you doing ? » He whispers while you’re back at your beauty supplies, faking choosing a brush.

_ Nothing, what are you talking about ? Go back to sleep ».

Hyunjin :

You are in the Stray Kids’s dorm for the annual video games tournament and Hyunjin, your boyfriend, is eager to beat you at Mario Kart, because he never did. The living room is a fucking mess, full of yelling and foot tapping everytime something happenned in the game. Rapidly, all of the Stray Kids member got eliminated, remains you and Hyunjin. Everything like relationship, love and other sweets things is gone between you : only victory remains. At this point, you are really perfect for each other. Chan makes the two of you checking hands and wishing each other good luck (« _ you better need luck, looser / _ watch me ») and, joysticks in hands, the first run begins. When the last one begins (the famous rainbow run), you’re winning 2:1 and no way you gonna gave him a tie. Especially because it’s almost 1am and the members got tired (Jeongin, Seungmin, Felix and Changbin are already in bed. Such loosers, you think). Only remains Jisung, Chan and Minho but they’re not focused on the game like earlier. Jisung just try to not fall asleep on the couch next to you, Chan is working on the floor and Minho, sating on the floor as well, just looking at some cats videos. So, for the sake of the members, you need victory, of course. For the sake of the members and, obviously, to tease your boyfriend until forever.

So, it’s the last ride, the last bend before the final line, Hyunjin is second but really close to your first ass. So you need to employ your final weapon. When you two finished the last bend and it’s just remain the straight line before final line, you crashed on Hyunjin’s mouse to kiss him so deeply the poor boy drop his joystick on his lap. You free your innocent boyfriend only when you ear the wining music. Hyunjin looks at you, panting and red, while you jump on your feets and give him a winning dance.

« _Hum… Oh ! What’s happen ? Y/N finally win ? » Jisung says, wake up by your victory celebration.

_ Yes ! Call me the master of games ! And i’m hungry now, so the winner gonna steal all your fridge’s food ! » You say as you walk into their kitchen.

Chan just smile and giggle before focus on his laptop, Minho follows you (but still looking at cats pictures or videos), Jisung gets up of the couch to go to his bed and Hyunjin is still shock, don’t know if he reveals your cheating move or not.

Jisung (non idol!) :

You and Jisung are dating for two years and he gets used to your non PDA, even if he loves this kind of attention. So in public, he loves to tease you with holding hands, hugs and stuff like that because you get embarassed right away and he laughs a lot about that. One day, in the summer, you two takes a walk in a park when you decide to buy ice cream. You choose rapsberry and him chocolate, then you decide to sit on a bunch to enjoy it. The park was quite empty, even more where you are. As usual, Jisung teases you a lot, with tickles this time. Half laughing, half out of breath, you ask him to stop because you are afraid to drop your ice cream. And nothing is more important than food (even more when you paid for it). In a last laugh, he obeys and a sweet silence sets up between you two. Jisung contemplate the small wind in the trees with a absent look, while liking his ice cream. Obsiously, this dummy gets a small account of it on the corner of this mouth and doesn’t seems to care or to know. However, you finised your ice cream and begin to move close to your boyfriend. Quickly, you kiss him to get a taste of his dessert before get back to your inital sitting on the bench. Jisung startles a little and blinks several times while looking at you before open his mouth. But you are quicker that him.

« _ Where do you want to go after, babe ? I want to drink something ». You say casually.

Felix :

It’s been 7 years that you’re dating Felix. Fans knows about your couple, obviously and you receiving nothing but endless amount of love. Stray Kids was still a thing, even if all the members have a solo career. You, in an other end, are in their staff member (in the sound team to be specific). This day was the day of a countless solo concert for Stray Kids, an important one because this is the first together since a long time. Felix was stressed as fuck. Be as serious as he’s always be, you see him dancing and lipsyncing everytime he could before the concert begins. You can’t talk to him as much as you want because you were so overworked with all the soundchecks to make that you barely can’t talk with anybody but your crew members. You know he knows his job, he’s doing it since a long time, his korean is better than ever, etc. but you see him nervous and you can’t but want to hug and confort him, cause you’re an amazing signifiant other (and i guess… a normal one ?).

Two hours later, it’s the rush, the concert begins in like 2 min so all the last things to test are testing. Stray Kids planned to appears on the stage with a rising launch pad so all of them were crouching on it, stylists, make up artists and all the staff checking them a last time. As well, you’re doing their check ups and keep your boyfriend for the end. He smiled absent-minded at you, while you reached for his mic. In the same movement, you give him a long kiss, hoping to give him all the strength you wanted to gave him. You knew no one gonna watch you because they know your relationship (and you were right, no one gave attention to you). Even if he startles a little bit, Felix respond to your kiss with eager but you have to break it and get out of the launch pad because all the signals for the concert’s debut are ringing.

« _Thank you for the help babe ! », Felix sceams at you while the launch pad are rising, above all the fans’ screams, the electronic mess and the staff’s bustle around you, the flashs and the artificial smoke.

_ I don’t know what you’re talking about ! ». You reply to him with smile and irony.

Seungmin (non idol!) :

You and Seungmin were bestfriends since middle school and the first year of high school, he began to have a crush on you. But he also don’t want to ruin your friendship so here we are, last year of highschool and a poor boy deeply in love (but that he don’t know, it’s that you are deeply in love with him too but you say nothing for the same reason).

One day, he was at the school library, searching for a book in the shelves, deeply concentrated. He don’t catch you getting at his side. He was so cute, pouting that you can’t but putting a little peck on his lips. Seungmin jumps really high, shallows a gasp and looks at you like you are ghost.

« _ Y/N ! What are you doing in the school’s library ? » He whispers, trying to hide his happiness wih admonition.

_ Just looking for books. Oh, it’s the one i search ! Meet me at the usual table to study ! » You say, smiling at him and turning away, leaving the poor boy really shocked.

Jeongin :

Jeongin was stressed, you can see that like the nose in the middle of the face. His ears were red like a tomato and he can’t but bit his nails, almost at blood. You glance at him quickly, before reporting you eyes on the road, turning the wheel.

« _ Are you okay dear?

_ Hum? Oh yeah, Y/N, i’m okay, don’t worry.

_ Honey, I know you and it’s like I’m driving you to the purgatory. Come on, tell me what’s wrong.

_ Really it’s okay, I…. I’m just afraid your family doesn’t like me. »

You were dating Jeongin for 2 years now and this night is the night you finally introduced him to your family (parents, siblings, aunts and uncles, grands-parents) and the poor baby is really stressing up. You are also a foreigner and this is the first time he travelled to your country.

« _ Don’t worry, I tell them about you and they already love you! How can they not? You’re the sweetest person I know.

_ I… I just don’t want to messed up. You’re important to me and I don’t want to make mistakes! Like, what if I struggle speaking your native langage and I end up insulting someone?

_ Baby, trust yourself! You are basically fluent! And don’t worry, they gonna be nice about it. »

To appease him, you put one of your hands on his knees. Jeongin looks at you and smile, locking your fingers.

The dinner happens to be really good ; your family were really nice to Jeongin, even if you can tell the boy is not fully at ease yet. While the table is cleaned up and the chairs’s empty, you called him.

« _Honey?

_ Yes? » He said, turning his head to you.

You catch his lips and you feel him being breathless but he can’t returned the liss because you’re already parting away.

« _You’re doing great.

_ Oh Jeongin, are you feeling alright ? You’re very red! » Your mother asks, just back in the living room with the coffee.

_ Oh yeah, don’t worry about him, he’s just a little hot. » You smile while catching the hands of your boyfriend under tha table and squeeze it.

#stray kids #stray kids reactions #chan reactions #lee know reactions #minho reactions #changbin reactions #han reactions #jisung reactions #hyunjin reactions #felix reactions #seungmin reactions #i.n reactions #jeongin reactions #han jisung reactions

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futurewriter2000 · 4 years

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Something about self love

Here’s the thing that has been roaming my mind last night for almost a whole night. I don’t know why but I feel I should write this down.

It’s about self love and I know, you rolled your eyes and just went “we know this already.”- yeah, probably you do but just hear me out.

Everybody always talks about loving yourself first. That when you start to love yourself, you’ll be able to see everythng more beautiful and love others more deeply. That’s what most posts and most people say but nobody really tells you how to do it or if you even ever loved yourself. Do you love yourself? Did you ever?

People make you insecure, you become insecure and you hate those insecurities of you. Everybody has been there, everybody still is there but you know what? All those insecurities are so NORMAL.

Becasue you know this: you know that every individual has a different skin structure, different hair structure, nail structure and appereantly, genetics are a thing. And when somebody tells you they do this to get rid of their acne, or they use this product to soften their hair- that doesn’t necesserally imply to you.

You see this person with flawless skin and pretty long hair but you don’t really know what this person goes through to get that. Or they have a body so beautifully shaped- like an hourglass or something but that’s not you. She/ he was born with an hourglass shape, you could have been born with a triangle shape body or pear-like body. So you cannot compare yourself to other people, especially if that person is a celebrety with tons of money and tons of operations behind. You can’t compare yourself to them as much as they cannot compare themselves to you.

Your insecurities are there and if you have acne, consider it normal. It’s natural, especially if you’re going through a puberty or you are over-stressed or you have a disease. It is natural. It is normal. You are not the only one. It’s the same with body shape, body fat, body length, body in genereal. Maybe your legs are stocky and your upper body is slender and that’s confusing you. Your hands could be too small but someone else’s could think that their hands are too big and yours just look so perfect. And then you have the skin colour. Some tan quicker, some just turn into tomatoes. Some people have skin disorders and they are so insecure about it because what if other people make fun of you because of it. Yeah, well they probably will. You can’t stop those assholes but you also have to know that their perspective doesn’t reach into your background. They don’t know what you’re dealing with and their opinion shouldn’t matter at all because it’s your skin, not theirs. It’s your body, not theirs. Every insecurity you have is yours to deal with and not theirs but you will deal with it. You can get rid of it but only if you accept it as something normal- as something natural. We all have blisters, we all have bad hair days, we all have acne and pimples and stretch marks and whatever else there comes but let me tell you that once you accept it as part of yourself, you’ll understand just how powerful those insecurities can make you.

I’ve been insecure of my hands all my life. Baby hands, big and chubby and I used to hate them and I am so insecure about them but you know what. My dad and uncle have them (they are twins) and my nana had them and it’s genetic. I can’t help what genes I get. I wish I had my mom’s pretty green eyes genes but I have black- brown eyes and I love them. I wish I had my sister’s fast metabolism and sknny genes but guess what, my body is stocky, my legs have celulite, my arms, breasts and back has stretch marks but you want to know why? Because when I got sick I lost 10 kg in a week and a half. It happened and I can’t heal that now. I just can’t. It’s too late to heal it, so I accepted it and I like it because it makes my body much more beautiful. I have dry corners of my lips and now I found out that it could be beause of dehidration, too much sugar, too much alcohol, no vitamin intake, iron deficienty or however that is spelled. Guess I have to take care of my body for it to take care of me back.

You know what I didn’t know until like... January this year. I didn’t know people preffered me with no makeup. They said that I’m so much better without makeup and I was like why? I have pimples and acne and look like a frog- and they were said I’m dumb to think that because I always thought everybody else thought my sister was prettier than me because she is skinny and she puts makeup on and she has nice big teeth and amazing curly hair but everybody, even she said to me that I look so pretty with and without makeup. They said that they like my natural look, you know when I don’t put foundation to hide my delicate red skin. However, everybody does hate my puffy hair. They wild and realy hard to handle but I always hated to iron my hair, even if it does make me prettier, I decided to learn to do head braids. Like side head braids, one brain from the top of my head and if you just saw this guys face when he saw me doing it without looking in the mirror. Boy, did I impress him all because I didn’t want to iron my hair, actualyl accepted the wilderness of my hair and started to deal with it in different ways. And you know what’s the funny part? I always used to think people were so bothered by the pimple on the side of my head or my red tomato face after we ran in sports class but they could give less. A classmate called me a tomato once but later he said that I look so adorable with all that redness on my face. I have small teeth and I hate smiling but man do people like my teeth for some odd reason. They are not even white- like not that celebrety white because guess what? I don’t have the money to buy shit that makes them white but people don’t care because when I smile my eyes appereantly go super smiley and it’s adorable. They like my insecurities. Girls see my big boobs that kill my back and jump out of my bra but they are like with thes large wide eyes, going: “Your boobs are so big and perfect.” and my sister used to make me insecure becuase of them but guess what my mom said? -God didn’t give you this much boobs to hide them. You got them, so show them and I did and appereantly people like big boobs. So in a shell, my sister’s perspective became my perspective on my big breasts, thinking they are deformed and too big and ugly because of that but you know what, idc what she thinks because when I put that bra on and that shirt on and my boobs become beautiful! My big hands actually can have a ring and my stretchmarks look so gorgeous when I tan.

So, yeah.... self love can to some people be overrated but once you do love yourself, you get to see just how underrated self love really is because once you accept yourself for who you are and stop lookign what other people think or see in you, you just feel this lightness about yourself and you want to see what would happen if instead of that clothing, you buy the one everybody tells you it won’t suit you. Or instead of the soft pink lipstic you try the daring red one. Or if guys grow out hair because they have just wanted to do that for a long time but people kept telling them guys can’t have man buns or long hair. LIKE HELO?! I never thought long hair woud suit my cousin so much. Never! He looks like a fucking model and it still makes me wonder how tf he still does not have a gf.

I just want you to see how much potential you have. To see how beautiful you are once you see it for yourself because once you accept yourself, you’ll get this light inside of you that will only wow other people more. You are beautiful once you decide to see it.

#self love #self confidence #love #beauty

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primarch · 5 years

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GET TO KNOW THE BLOGGER.

can be used for RP && non-RP blogs to get to know a bit about the person behind the screen

1. FIRST NAME : sanchan mun works for now.

2. STRANGE FACT ABOUT YOURSELF : i.. can’t think of anything that’s considered strange. maybe that i don’t have pronouns i’ve come to find and using my name is a no go because i don’t like sharing that either ( unless i have with you already, ) so if you must refer to me, ‘ sanchan mun ’ works fine.

3. TOP THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU FIND ATTRACTIVE ON A PERSON : tattoos tattoos tattoos. glasses normally, piercings sometimes as well ? but mostly tattoos. thank you.

4. A FOOD YOU COULD EAT FOREVER AND NOT GET BORED OF : noodles babey !!!!!!!

5. A FOOD YOU HATE : oh boy. i do not care for shrimp. or sweet & sour chicken.

6. GUILTY PLEASURE : i don’t have any that i feel guilty for, only pleasure, thanks for coming !

7. WHAT DO YOU SLEEP IN : comfey shorts and a tshirt, sometimes pajama pants if im too tired to switch into shorts before bed.

8. SERIOUS RELATIONSHIPS OR FLINGS : serious relationships both ICly and OOCly, ICly depends on the muse.

9. IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN THE PAST AND CHANGE ONE THING ABOUT YOUR LIFE , WOULD YOU AND WHAT WOULD IT BE : this question i’m really struggling with because i can think of something(s) i would want to change, but those events all lead up to where i am now and i can only think of the things i would lose that i have now from losing those.. other things i lost, so ! no, i guess.

10. ARE YOU AN AFFECTIONATE PERSON : i am very affectionate, but i also have brainrot and don’t fuckin feel alive.

11. A MOVIE YOU COULD WATCH OVER AND OVER AGAIN : treasure planet. 🥺

12. FAVORITE BOOK : me ? read anything that’s not a light novel or graphic novel ? i would like to see it.

13. YOU HAVE THE OPPORTUNITY TO KEEP ANY ANIMAL AS A PET, WHAT DO YOU CHOOSE : i would like to keep my late dog, actually.

14. TOP FIVE FICTIONAL SHIPS ( IF YOU ARE AN RP BLOG , YOU CAN USE YOUR OWN SHIPS AS WELL ) : outside of crossover ships i really like lucisan.. flavio/mc. mipha/link. len/miku. galolio. honorable mention sandanchou. crossover ships wise i love sangiyuu / rinku / will o’ wisp / cielen / and i don’t have a brain so i can’t think of a fifth off the top of my head but watch me immediately think of one after i post this.

15. PIE OR CAKE : i’m picky as hell with both but i like more cakes than pies.

16. FAVORITE SCENT : coconut/caramel ? this body wash i have from bath & body works called champagne toast as well.

17. CELEBRITY CRUSH : park bo-young.

18. IF YOU COULD TRAVEL ANYWHERE, WHERE WOULD YOU GO : wherever my partner is and would like to go.

19. INTROVERT OR EXTROVERT : extrovert with people who don’t make me tired. but even then i am not very good at replying to messages quickly.

20. DO YOU SCARE EASILY : yea. real bonkers because horror is my favorite genre which is surprisingly one of the only things that doesn’t scare me.

21. IPHONE OR ANDROID : only ever had an iphone but honestly fuck 🍏.

22. DO YOU PLAY ANY VIDEO GAMES : i play mobages like nobody’s business.. ( gbf, dragalia, fgo, enstars, sinoalice... ) console games i do sometimes but not frequently, but you bet i’m gonna get so wrapped up in animal crossing that i will ascend this realm completely.

23. DREAM JOB : my dream job is not to have a job lmao what kind of question...

24. WHAT WOULD YOU DO WITH A MILLION DOLLARS : save & donate, buy a cute home for me and my gf, primarily.

25. FICTIONAL CHARACTER YOU HATE : i don’t really have anyone ? i do have some where i’m like “ yo fuck that guy, ” but hate ? who has the time. the emotional reserves. certainly not me.

26. FANDOM THAT YOU WERE ONCE A PART OF BUT AREN’T ANY LONGER : i’ve never been a part of fandoms because i distance myself from fandom circles or i’ll pop a blood vessel, also my interests don’t disappear they just go dormant until someone activates them like a sleeper agent by talking to me about them. or even just mentioning them within my line of sight.

tagged by : the red robe...

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szopenhauer · 4 years

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Are you more positive or a debbie downer? Debbie Downer should be my name lol

What would you love to drink right now? I’m drinking water rn, second mug in a row, my belly is going to explode

Is that an alcoholic drink or not? it’s not this kind of water :P

Oh good. What would you love to eat right now? I’m not hungry...

How many meals do you eat a day? depends

Do you brush your tongue with your tooth brush? sometimes

What are you favorite type of jeans? I’d say skinny even tho I don’t wear jeans anymore ^^”

Do you eat your nails? wait what swallow? ewww I don’t even bite them :o

Do you enjoy making or taking surveys? taking them more

Name something that is blue that you like Sadness from Inside out

Name something pink that you like PYNK music video by Janelle Monae? XD

If you could have one more pet, what? meh

If you could sleep next to a tame wild animal what? woah

Would you rather have an owl or a snake? both are cool

What would you name it? Bowl for owl and for snake either Ksysio or Wonsz żmieja?

Do you eat the ice in your drink? no

Have you ever been addicted to cigarettes? I had one cigarette in my whole life but I still keep a package in my room :x

Which do you use more? Facebook or Instagram? fb, I don’t care for insta

Do you watch beauty videos on You Tube? nah

Do you like Star Wars? love

What kind of surveys do you like the most? interesting, not just YES or NO questions, I want to go deeper

Have you ever dropped something down the garbage disposal on accident? omg luckily not

What CD would you never buy for yourself? anything Justin Bieber for sure

Is sex a must in your life? absolutely not

Would you rather be cute and ugly or hot and stupid? cute and ugly? lmfao ok

Are you evil in any way? everyone is, more or less

Would you rather be a clown or a garbage man? can’t decide :D

Would you rather be a rockstar or a librarian? librarian but rock star ain’t that bad of a choice ;)

WHAT IS THE MEANING OF LIFE? again? I just got this question on ask today and that really made me anxious

Did you and your mum ever have a big fight that caused you to move out? sigh... Has the last person you kissed ever been to your house? yep but not to my room as I’m super ashamed of it, it’s not what I really want, it’s more like a storage room for mine and my mom’s things, I wish I could move and out and do what I want instead of cleaning this mess just to have it ruined days after, not that I have money now to fix things the way I imagine my bedroom to be someday :( Have you had a good day today or was yesterday better? yesterday was better but today I got a T-shirt so that was a good moment Do you have any plans for the upcoming weekend? hospital

Could you date someone very attractive, but who thought they were better than everyone else? blergh, r u kidding me?... Do you always feel like you’re making mistakes? constantly Does anybody have a tattoo with your name on it? not because of me but someone somewhere definitely has that name on them for another reason How would you feel if you got the person you liked? I'm in a relationship Is there anyone who likes you? it seems If the last person you kissed saw you kissing someone else, would they be mad? of course What’s the first thing you heard this morning? you mean a sound (doorbell) or words (I don’t remember)? If you fell pregnant to the last person you kissed, what would you think? not possible Are you young or old? young, at least according to my ID and being childish Are there always other fish in the sea? there are but maybe I don’t want them and/or they don’t want to be catched etc. What can your tongue do? pfft Do chickens have feelings? sorta Do you think the body is the most beautiful thing that was ever made? ... So how are you feeling today? not good enough Where is your sister right now? don’t know nor care What do you smell like? it’s so hot, I smell like sweat and I can’t stand it but I can’t shower all day long What colour is your mum’s hair? grey When was the last time you talked to one of your siblings? last week Do you like fire? as an element of magic in fantasy movies Does your mum vacuum early in the morning while you’re asleep? she’s noisy in different ways Does wearing glasses really make people look smart? that’s a lame stereotype Do your band-aids have cartoons on them? they’re useless but one time I bought Moomin ones because I’ve been walking through the store and they fallen right under my feet and there was nobody around nor the shelf/aisle that they could come from so it was weird and I love Moomins so I took them home (I paid) and they’re probably stored somewhere Have you ever kissed someone you shouldn’t have? what do you mean? Who’s the funniest drunk person you know? my gf apparently - in a cute way - that’s surprising for a teetotalist like me What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up this morning? my tee came! When was the last time you saw your father? he just left for work and I was waving to him through the window which is our tradition What if your partner went through your cellphone? I have nothing to hide Has anyone ever been with you while you were throwing up? my parents and sister

Robert Downey Jr. — Bet you have a crush on him. he’s handsome but I’d prefer to be him instead of having a crush on sex I’m not attracted to

What would you do if you were to get stuck on a ski lift overnight? ... freeze? and pee myself Have you ever received an anonymous gift? one time when we were really poor that we couldn’t afford food someone left a package under our door, knocked and ran, bless this person whoever knew we have hard times :* What kind of laugh do you have? many kinds that happen randomly Will you have a Valentine next year? I have a bigger chance than any other year before Macaroon or a cupcake? cupcake Did you kiss or hug anyone today? hug my mom and my dad too Are you currently waiting on someone to do something for you/to you? kinda Do you know anyone, personally, who is in an abusive relationship? Are you? I’m not in an abusive relationship but I know those who are as it’s common and it’s really sad that ppl think only beating makes relationship toxic Are you planning on going anywhere with someone, some time today? I’ll stay home Do you find your school to be loaded with hot guys or not so much? I remember E.W. once said that we have a lot of elves around because LOTR movie had very ugly ones as we did in high school, I tried to find that pic someone posted back in the day but I failed, it was from the council from what I remember

Is there anyone you are currently trying to get out of trouble? Why? mostly I just keep my eye on my father and my mother all the time because of covid (and not only because of it) if that counts Are you plotting anything at the moment? another chapter of the book? Have you ever wanted your significant other to get rid of a friend? because they were evil to them, it wasn’t about ME If you have siblings, have they moved out or do they still live with you? she moved out :3

Do you have a therapist? no longer Have you ever gotten a good grade in math class? yeah, in middle school I was getting awesome grades in math class What do you think of the last person you texted? we’re dating Have you ever gotten a bloody nose from snorting cocaine? I’ve never done cocaine wtf

Do you post pictures were you look good but your friends look bad? I ask them first Are you friends with any of your exes? me and one of my exes are together Are you a whiskey person? I’m a no alcohol person

Has anyone ever made fun of your taste in music? tiny bit, wasn’t that bad

Have you ever overflown a bathtub? I have not Have you ever thrown food at a stranger in a movie theater? not in a movie theater Are you somewhat of a perfectionist? somewhat Do you like sour candy? by Lady Gaga not eat Do you usually wear sunglasses when you’re driving? but I don’t drive Is there ever a time that you enjoy cold showers? brrrr no way Are you good at painting nails? am not but it doesn’t matter Are you good at filling silence in awkward situations? doubt it What word should you really probably remove from your vocabulary? kurwa Do you rip out the page if you make a mistake writing, or cross it out? cross it out, if I ripped the page then there would be nothing left Do you use a full length mirror daily? we don’t own one Can you walk in heels, or do you feel awkward in them? I think they don’t match my style and they’re uncomfy in a long term Mac or PC? PC Will you tell someone if there’s something in their teeth? sorry but probably not Do you ever actually make your bed? when I have guests Do you make an effort to eat healthy? yup The last time you kissed someone, what color of shirt were they wearing? black, that’s easy What’s something you want to purchase next time you’re at the mall? food If you had to choose between a million dollars or to be able to change a regret? money because one regret won’t help me and even might make things worse Are you taller than your mom? almost 10 cm What would you do if your best friend told you they were moving today? my gf - break up my dad - try to stop him or move out with him You’re locked in a room with the person you last kissed, problems? no problems Do you have any ‘naughty’ photos on your phone? 0 Could you handle living with a male roommate? my dad, no one else What were you doing at 10:00 this morning? waking up Why aren’t you texting the last person you kissed? who said we aren’t texting? Do you think you’ll actually live a happy life with somebody? don’t feed my paranoia Connection between you and the last person who messaged you? love Where is your biological father right now? bus/job already Who else is in the room with you? I’m alone Water with ice or no ice? no ice Are you wrapped in a blanket? too hot for that

Has anyone done anything nice for you today? I’m thankful for all those nice things people do for me - big or small The last time you hung out with your sibling(s), what did you do? took a walk

Do you usually bring or buy a lunch for school? bring

The last time you had sex, was it in their bed or yours? their

How old were you when you figured out you were definitely straight, or bi, or whatever? middle school was the beginning

Do you fit in at work or in school? I was always an outcast

Have you ever looked in the mirror and thought, “Oh God, Ew.”? 99% of time

Have you ever cried at a real wedding? nope

Is there someone you need to forgive? *annoyed sound*

What’s your brother(s) / sister(s) names? personal

Suppose you saw your crush/bf/gf kissing another girl/guy, what would you do? why tho

What is your favorite color for bridesmaid dresses? whatever bridesmaid wanna wear besides white

Do you have a secret crush right now? it’s no secret

Do you know anyone who doesn’t want to have kids? me

Would you rather visit Tokyo or Paris? dunno

Do you think you would like living in New York or Chicago? Why or why not? too overcrowded/loud etc.

Name 3 celebrities who are the same height as you. Lady Gaga, Ellen Page, Reese Witherspoon

Are you happy with your height? I’d like to be taller, not too much tho

Do you have big or small hands? small

Have you been baptized? I have been

Have you ever been abused in any way? sadly

Do you like unicorns? they’re fine

Is there one book you have read over and over again because it’s so good? if so, which is it? I don’t reread books

Do you play games on your phone a lot? recently I became obsessed with LOVE ISLAND game

Have you ever had to put out a kitchen fire? my mom took care of it but it wasn’t a big deal tbh

Have you ever been kidnapped? wut

Do you have anything glow in the dark in your room? stars

Do you wear a scarf, if so, what does it look like? not rn

Is there a video or computer game that you can get lost in for hours? mhm but not too long

Do you get breadsticks with your pizza? breadsticks and pizza? it’s like bread with bread - no thx

Did you ever have a waterbed? I hate those

What toy from your childhood do you miss? rubber toys?

Did you sleep in late today? yes

When was the last time you were disappointed? this day

Do you like listening to love songs? I like a variety of music which includes love songs

In your group of friends, are you the smart one, athletic one, etc.? funny mom friend... ok, fine, a dad because my puns are daddy jokes

Has any of your friends’ family ever yelled at you? no but they said bad things about me behind my back

Did you ever watch the show Full House? with my sister What was the last thing that scared you? how I feel physically Do the librarians at your library know you by name? they do

What ten people would you most likely bring on a roadtrip? 10 ppl?! shoot me...

Is there anything you’re really stressed out about right now? health issues

What was the last thing that made you cry? I’m about to cry...

What are the last three songs you listened to? Crystal Castles - Suffocation frnkiero andthe cellabration - neverenders Major Lazer - Be Together (Feat. Wild Belle)

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