#i got lucky last time and didnt get sick

[britneyshakespeare]

oh my god am i so fucking tired

[blushweddinggowns]

Eddie woke up with a pounding headache and an intense sense of dread. He groaned as he sat up, shutting his eyes to block out the searing light from the window.

He took a deep breath before opening them again, letting out a sigh of relief when he realized he was in his own room, safe in their apartment. But that wasn't stopping his pounding headache.

God, what the fuck happened last night? He remembered going to Gareth’s party, getting cross-faded. Then, just pure white-boy wasted as the night went on and someone brought out tequila shots. He remembered whining about missing Steve to some guy-

Oh god. The guy. It came screaming back to him, blurry and unfocused but there.

I can be your boyfriend for the night.

How the fuck had the line worked on him? Eddie didn't know, but he knew that it had. He remembered kissing him, whimpering into his mouth while moaning Steve’s name. How good it felt.

What the fuck had he done?

Pure panic was starting to set in. He cheated on Steve. He actually cheated on Steve. And for what? Because he hadn't seen him for a few weeks? It only took one vacation with Robin for him to destroy the trust they built? Was he that pathetic? That selfish? That idiotic?

He didn't even remember how far they'd gone. He didn't even know how he got home. Or if the guy came with him. The idea of him fucking someone else in their bed made him feel physically ill. Ill enough to have Eddie jumping out of bed, frantic as he looked around for any clues. But there was nothing. Just the evidence of the life he'd built with his boyfriend. The one that he had single handedly ruined.

Maybe he could just not tell him. Keep it secret for the rest of his fucking life. Track down anyone who did know and blackmail them to be quiet. That seemed more sane then coming clean. Sane enough to have Eddie stumbling out of his room in a hurry.

But before he could call Gareth to insanely demand the names of anyone who could have seen him, he smelled it. The scent of coffee brewing, plus the sound of a happy hum.

Steve was home. A whole day early.

Holy shit, Eddie was going to be sick. He was actually going to puke. The feeling bad enough to make his legs weak, so bad he crashed right into the wall.

Loud enough to have Steve calling after him, "Babe, is that you?"

Eddie opened his mouth to answer, but nothing came out.

Not when Steve was rounding the corner, smiling at him like that. All soft and loving, "There you are. Rough night?"

Was that the last time he would look at him like that?

"Eddie?" Steve asked, frowning at his lack of answer, "Are you okay?"

Eddie wanted to die. He actually wanted to die. Why had he done this? But he couldn't lie to him. Not with the sweet, trusting way Steve was looking at him. He just couldn't.

"I need to tell you something," Eddie finally managed to choke out, his heart beating so fast he was scared Steve could hear it. Maybe he'd have a heart attack it he was lucky. Avoid this whole shit show through almost dying.

But he wasn't that lucky.

Steve cocked his head at him, "What's wrong?"

"I'm so sorry, Stevie," Eddie said, letting his first thought come out, "I'm so fucking sorry."

"What are you talking about?"

"I kissed someone," Eddie blurted out, his hands shaking as he started to word vomit, "Last night. A-At the party I told you about."

Steve just stared at him.

"I-I was drunk!" Eddie went on, his voice coming out wet, "It didnt mean anything, I don't even know why I did it."

Steve still wasn't saying anything. He was just looking at him, his expression unreadable. It just made Eddie feel more desperate.

"Please say something," Eddie begged, "I know this is bad. I do. But I dont even know who he is. I-I won't do it again!"

Steve still had his head cocked as he looked at him, something in his eyes that Eddie didn't understand, "Is that all?"

Fuck no that wasn't all. Not when Steve was looking at him like that. Eddie didn't even think about it as he sunk to his knees, fully fucking ready to beg at Steve’s feet.

"I love you," Eddie tried, the tears he was holding back finally starting to fall, "I fucked up. I know I fucked up but please don't leave me. Please. I can make up for this. I can. Please."

It was hard to see him through the tears in his eyes, hard to comprehend anything through how fucking bad Eddie felt, the sheer amount of self-loathing nearly drowning him completely. His vision was cloudy enough to almost make it look like Steve was... smiling at him?

Steve reached down, grabbing Eddie underneath the armpits to help lift him back onto his feet. Strong in a way that still made Eddie's heart skip a beat whenever he saw it in action. He led a still sniffling Eddie to the couch, grabbing for his hand when they sat down.

"Baby, how do you think you got home last night?" Steve asked.

Eddie frowned, "I-I don't know. I don't remember."

"Do you remember what the guy looked like?"

Eddie swallowed, so nervous he was still kind of afraid he was going to puke. And he highly doubted that puking on Steve would help his case for him to stay, "I don't remember fully."

"What do you remember?"

Eddie sighed, looking down into his lap, "I remember missing you. And then a point where I got drunk enough to say it to anyone who would listen. Then this guy showed up and he said-"

"I can be your boyfriend for the night?"

Eddie snapped his head up, staring at Steve with his mouth open. How the fuck did he know that?

"And then did he do this?" Steve asked as he brought his hand up, cupping Eddie's cheek. Looking at him like he was the most precious thing in the world before placing his thumb on Eddie's bottom lip, teasing it with a smile, "Before saying you were beautiful?"

"I-yes? But how-"

"Honey," Steve sighed, a touch exasperated but mostly fond, "I got back last night. Then went to go find you when I remembered about the party."

Oh god, did that mean Steve saw the whole thing? Was this the calm before he kicked Eddie out? Was he about to be dumped-

"I can see your brain working babe, but it's working in the wrong direction."

"Huh?" Eddie asked, completely lost on why Steve was smiling at him instead of cursing his name.

"Eddie, it was me," Steve said calmly, though his face said he was holding back a laugh, "You made out with me. Before I took us home and you failed at trying to give me road head on the way home. Twice."

"I-what?" Eddie asked, shellshocked.

"You cheated on me with me, babe," Steve laughed, his calm face finally breaking, "Then when we got home, you cried about missing me to me. You're adorable when you're wasted. Stupid, but adorable."

"Oh my fucking God," Eddie breathed out, the reality of the situation hitting him. He groaned, hiding his face in his hands while Steve cackled next to him. He had never felt like a bigger fucking moron, Jesus Christ, "I am never drinking tequila again."

"Good idea," Steve chuckled as he pried Eddie's hands away from his face. He brought one to his mouth, kissing his fingers as he grinned, "But I love the honesty, sweetheart. 10/10. And the begging? Kind of hot."

"I was terrified!" Eddie moaned, staring up at the ceiling as a blush climbed up his neck, "You scared the shit out of me."

"You scared yourself!" Steve laughed, grabbing for Eddie's chin to force his head back down to look at him. He leaned in, pressing a kiss to his forehead, "My favorite little drama queen."

"You're a bastard," Eddie grumbled, like he wasn't smiling when Steve leaned in to kiss him on the lips, "Evil."

"But wasn't I a good boyfriend for the night?" Steve asked, laughing even harder when Eddie pinched his side. Eddie leaned in to kiss him again, effectively shutting him up as the last of his anxiety drained away.

But one thing was for sure. Tequila would be his worst enemy until the day he died.

Purely inspired by this post by @hawkinsbnbg

[jaechan01]

🥹🏆

[81folklore]

dress - SV5 - part 2

pairings: sebastian vettel x famous!reader (fc: taylor swift)

summary: its known that seb has been married for a few years now despite the public never seeing is wife, its also known that yn is in a committed relationship and has been since she disappeared from public eye. maybe they are more connected than people realise

authors note: part two because i didnt realise how long it had gotten but im allergic to actually writing.. also i apologize for the first part literally just being build-up.. i honestly didnt know about the 30 pic limit so...

authors note 2: i used google translate for the german so i hope its correct, also i dont know if petnames like darling or sunshine are used in germany but i had to use them

authors note 3: i actually hate how this turned out :/ but it was very hard to actually get my thoughts onto the page so this will do! this is part 2 so go read part 1 first!!

part 1 part 3 masterlist

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YN IN THE F1 PADDOCK TODAY, I REPEAT YN IN THE PADDOCK

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user77: sorry i dont follow f1, i thought the races were on sundays?

user5: dont be sorry! today is qualifying and tomorrow is the race!

user5: SHES THERE I CANT STAY CALM

user91: does anyone know who she was with in those photos of her by the track?

user5: sebastian vettel and mick schumacher!

user6: SHE WAS WATCHING QUALIFYING WITH SEB AND MICK?? SEB VETTEL?? AND MICK SCHUMACHER?? OH LORDDD

user12: i thought i would survive.. i lied

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seems like yn is with redbull at todays race looking as gorgous as ever!

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user5: OH OH OH OH

user5: SHE IS STUNING HOLY

user20: her style recently has been AMAZING

user68: out of every team i think redbull would have been one of my last guesses

user6: THE WAY SHE IS WITH REDBULL AND SPENT QUALIFYING WITH REDBULLS GOLDEN BOY OH I FEEL SICK

user99: i love her so much

user42: at least her team will win

user591: IS SHE WEARING A WEDDING RING??

user618: i think so?? honestly i wouldnt be surprised shes very private and has been with her partner for almost 8 years so no wonder he popped the question

user90: i need her to be at every gp

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yn on stage performing dress during the post-race concert at suzuka! as far as we know it was a complete surprise, she came on to sing dress then left. this is her second time performing it to a live audience!

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user81: WHEN IS IT MY TURN TO HEAR DRESS LIVE

user5: charles and seb were both spotted watching her from the side of the stage!

user81: charles taking seb to see his favorite artist..what if i cried

user55: i cant believe i lost dress twice without even knowing i could lose it😭

user8: i hope she had so much fun, ive missed her doing stuff like this :’)

user12: apparently she was laughing and looking off stage at someone throughout, possibly her partner?

user1: SHE AWLAYS LOOKS SO GOOD

user13: so much content this weekend..im going to have major withdrawls

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four years ago i was given the pleasure of marrying my best friend

i am unable to really put into words how much meeting you and getting to spend the rest of my life with you has changed my life seb, but i tell you i love you enough daily that i hope you understand

when we first met i had no idea how much you would impact me and the way i think, but you have helped me become the woman i am today and i am forever grateful for that

i often feel unworthy of the life you have given me, the life we have together. i wonder how i got to be the one you love and cherish and i know how lucky i am to be the one you spend your life with

you gave me your heart and i promise to look after it for as long as im here, i promise to keep it safe and i know you will look after mine

danke, dass du mich liebst, danke, dass du dich um mich kümmerst. (thank you for loving me, thank you for taking care of me) Ich verspreche, dich bis zu meinem letzten Atemzug zu lieben. (I promise to love you until my last breath) Ich werde nie aufhören, dich zu lieben, Mein Sonnenschein. (I will never stop loving you, my sunshine)

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sebastianvettel: Danke, dass du dein Herz geöffnet hast und mich dich lieben lässt, mein Schatz (Thank you for opening your heart and letting me love you, my darling)

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I won the most important race. It was the race into the heart of the love of my life, yn. I love you.

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yourusername: 🩵🩵🩵

user5: I CANT DO THIS STOP

user12: hes so sweet :(

user18: ive known about them for a total of 2 minutes but i love them already🫡

user6: dress was written about him…

user71: i feel ill wehn will i get posted like this

sebastianvettel

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the sunshine of my life

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yourusername: i love you so much

lewishamilton: very happy for you mate!

user13: THEY LOVE EACHOTHER SO MUCH OH MY GOD😭😭

landonorris: 🥹🥹

user82: DRESS WAS WRITTEN BY HER FOR HIM AND HE WAS PROUD OF IT OH LORD

user5: literally my favorite people in the entire universe🫶

user19: still in shock that theyve been married for four years

[icallhimjoey]

Can you write joseph quinn x reader where they are in relationship for over a year. Joseph is in America just for three weeks and one day y/n feels really bad but she thinks its just period cramps, but as the time goes by, she feels worse and worse. And when she finally decides to go to the doctor she finds out that was a miscarriage, and its even more shocking because she didnt know she was pregnant. After few days Joseph comes back and finds out what happened

girlie are you okay?????? i got you, though um, so, big trigger warning obviously! wordcount: 2K ----------

And he wasn't there  

At what point do you call an ambulance?

  “Hey,” Joe sounded far away through the phone.   “Hi,” you voice was strained as you held your breath.   “You alright?” Joe was immediately concerned, you knew he was only asking because of the way you sounded down the phone, so you were quick to calm him down.   “Just cramps, I’m fine,” you managed a chuckle to convince Joe you were fine. “Was your flight okay?”   “They put me in business class,” Joe said.   “Oh wow, very cool,” You were in pain though, the cramps in your stomach were quite literally overtaking you. Squeezing your eyes shut tightly, you were doubled over on the sofa, trying to breathe your way through it. You knew it’d pass eventually.   “Are you sure you’re okay?” Joe could hear the pain in your voice, in your breathing.

   “It’s just period cramps, I’ve taken something for it, don’t worry” you lied.   You weren’t on your period, and come to think of it, you weren’t quite sure how long ago you had your last cycle. You hardly ever got period cramps bar some pressure in your lower back, so you imagined this is what period cramps were like. But you didn’t want to worry your boyfriend if you didn’t need to. He was busy at work and should have his focus there. He would only be in LA for three weeks; enough time to get as many meetings and auditions in as possible and to also hang out and enjoy the city. You didn’t want to ruin that for him, so you decided to downplay whatever was happening to you. Honestly, you really didn’t see the point. Joe silently decided to trust you and to take your word for it. It’s not as if he knew what period pains were like anyway.

At what point do you call an ambulance?

Days passed, but the pain didn’t. Painkillers only did so much, and it had almost become routine to wake up a couple of times in the night to stock your body up on them. The only true comfort you had found was in the shower, when you crouched down on your knees and doubled over to let the hot water hit your lower back. It didn’t completely vanish the constant pain, but it would relax you in waves. The water had to be scorching hot for it to work though, and the fleeting couple of seconds in between the cramps were almost euphoric in comparison.

At what point do you call an ambulance?

It neared on two weeks. You had to call in sick from work, the nagging pain had turned into stabbing and you felt like you were immersed in concrete. It had been a while since you got an actual good night’s sleep, you were lucky if you got any after 4am. Broken nights were doing a number on you, and when you woke up for the 5th time one night, something felt different. There was a pressure in your lower stomach, a type of pain you hadn’t felt before. It felt like an add-on to whatever was already going on inside you. You seemed unable to relax your stomach at all, trying to stop flexing only worsened the pain. When you shifted, you could feel wetness between your legs, and it shocked you fully awake in a panic, tears instantly prickling in your eyes. Throwing the covers off of you body, it was too dark to see properly, but the cool air let you know that it was bad. You could feel it down past your knees, and when you flicked on the nightlight, you were met with a scene straight out of a horror film. The blood was bright, darker where it had soaked the mattress, and you winced in pain.   At what point do you call an ambulance? Was this it? Did you think you could drive still? Maybe. You really didn’t want to be a bother to anyone. You could drive still. After trying to clean yourself up as good as you were going to be able to, the largest tampon you could find inserted, and a pad in your underwear for good measure, you decide to drive over to your GP’s office. It was early, but you would probably get there just as they’d open their doors for the day.   Sweaty and shaking, you walked into the waiting room. The assistant behind the desk seemed preoccupied with her first cup of coffee of the day, and something on her computer screen. You wished Joe was there.   “Morning,” you tried to catch her attention. “I didn’t make an appointment, but I was hoping to get something looked at today?” You were too polite. “No appointment means you’ll have to wait until the doctor’s seen everyone with one,” she started, but then she looked up. “Oh,” you looked like you were about to vomit and unbeknownst to you, there was blood stuck in your hair close to your forehead. “Yea you can come on through,” she motioned to a door on the side of the waiting room and you made your way over as quickly as you could.   “How long has it been this bad?” The GP sounded stern, and you knew it was stupid, but you were afraid he was angry with you. Like a schoolteacher, or your dad would be angry with you when you’d done something stupid.   “The pain? Couple of days.” You hissed through pain as he pressed on your stomach. You could feel more blood escape you right onto the paper of the table you’d been placed on. “Define a couple.” Even sterner. You tried to find the eyes of the assistant, she seemed much nicer. “Maybe like… thirteen.” You winced at your own answer, knowing it wasn’t what they wanted to hear.   You could see your GP and the assistant make eye contact.   “Should’ve gone to A&E.” he said softly to his assistant, almost under his breath, before stepping back to a desk full of instruments. The assistant noticed the panic rise in your body and smiled warmly at you. It helped, but only a little.   “Were you trying?” she searched your face for an answer. “For a pregnancy?”   This wasn’t helping your panicked state, and you shook your head no. Her eyebrows scrunched up empathically.   “Darling, it’s looking like you’re suffering through a miscarriage currently.”   Your brain shot to an image of Joe. Shit. Instant tears. Joe wasn’t there. You wished he was with all your might, but at the same time, you were glad he wasn’t. You’d no idea how he would react to this, and having been given the space to process your thoughts in your own time felt right. Did Joe even want children? It wasn’t like you’d ever talked about it together – you’d only been going out for a year. What were you even thinking? You wouldn’t need to talk about it, you weren’t pregnant: this was a miscarriage.   You were told there was still some pregnancy tissue left in your womb. Not a lot, your body seemed to be passing it naturally. If you wanted to, you could just wait it out – expectant management. They also offered medicine that would help work the tissue out of you, or you could even go in for surgery to have it surgically removed. The risk of complications was small, for all three options, but to you, all options sounded awful and you wanted this over fast.   On doctor’s recommendation, you were sent home with tablets. And painkillers. And a pregnancy test to take in a few weeks to make sure it’d be all over. You spent the rest of the day in the shower, involuntarily watching what made it’s way out of you. The amount of literal flesh that passed was shocking, but at least the painkillers worked. What you didn’t expect was the brain-space the lack of pain gave you to think about what was actually going on. Logically you knew that this wasn’t a human life you were washing down the drain, but your body had been pregnant. Even if it had been for just a few weeks, you couldn’t get it out of the forefront of your mind.   And Joe wasn’t there.   You were exhausted and cried at the sight of your bed. When your phone rang, you didn’t answer. You knew it was most likely Joe calling, but you couldn’t muster up the courage or energy to talk about this now. And what else would you talk about? The fucking weather? Your breath would hitch in your throat every couple of seconds, there was no way you could hide this, so opting to let his call go to voicemail seemed like the sensible thing to do. For now. You would tell Joe when he’d get home in four days, and this way you wouldn’t be a bother to him. It wasn’t as if he was in any position to help you from across the Atlantic anyway.   A few days passed and the pain had mostly subsided. The bleeding you were experiencing felt like a normal period, but mentally, you were not okay. You were snappy, easily triggered and would take anger out on things and people that didn’t deserve it at all. You had taken a shot at cleaning your bed and ran a bloody laundry of sheets, towels and flannels which only made you more annoyed when you realized it wouldn’t get clean with just the one cycle. For the time being you settled on your mattress being ruined. At least your side of the bed was anyway, and you’d slept on Joe’s side for a few nights before actually mustering up the strength to attempt to clean that too.   It's late when you hear the front door open. Joe’s home. The sound of him walking in, trying to be silent in case you were already asleep is enough to hitch your emotion way up into your throat. It had been creeping up there all day, but you’d managed to calm yourself down enough, doing your very best to distract yourself from everything you didn’t want to face.   You’re sat at the dinner table, a warm mug of tea in hand, and when Joe turns the corner the sight of him makes you sob. He’s all brown eyes, soft curls, crinkled shirt and kind expression – all together too much for you to hold it in.   “Oh sweetheart,” Joe rushes to hug you. You can smell the airplane on him still. “Was it that bad? Did you miss me that much?” he’s joking. You have no idea, you think. You’re not able to answer at all, and it alarms Joe slightly. Your crying seems a bit much; you hadn’t been answering many of Joe’s calls, and messages had been short and sweet. He thought you’d just been busy, didn’t have the time to miss him while he was away, and he’d been glad for it. It meant you wouldn’t have had the time to dwell on lonely thoughts of being apart for 21 days. Joe had been on trips before, and so had you, and you always said, ‘no news is good news’. You always did just fine not seeing each other for a little bit. So why this reaction?   “It’s okay, I’m here now,” Joe soothes, but you know he doesn’t get it. When you move out of his embrace, enough to look at him, but not breaking contact, he uses his thumbs to wipe your cheeks before kissing you. And he’s smiling, and you know he’s doing it to make you feel better, but it has the opposite effect. He takes time to scan your face and notices how tired you look. Exhausted.   “Hey, what’s wrong?” Joe’s soft concern is about to break you, you can feel it in your chest. But how do you say what you can’t get out in words? You take his hand instead and lead him to your bedroom to show him. Your attempt to clean it had barely made a difference, it was very evident that you’d bled through the sheets as the mattress was still sporting a dark brown patch on your side of the bed.   “Don’t worry,” Joe chuckles, thinking that the problem was just you getting the bed dirty. He reassures you it’s fine, you can just get a new mattress, no need to worry. You don’t get it, you think. But how could he? You’d spoken on the phone about cramps, and you had said it had been your period.   “No,” you squeeze your eyes shut and attempt a big breath through a snotty nose, the action forcing hot tears down your face.   “I miscarried.” You’re unsure how your vocal chords manage to squeeze the words out of you, high pitched and shaky.   Joe just looks at you for a second, waiting to see if you’d tell him you were joking. It’s a mixture of shock, empathy and hope. “You what?” But you’re not joking.   “Baby,” Joe says on an exhale before pushing you hard into his chest, one hand tightly around your head as you sob into his shirt, the other just as tightly around your back. The feeling of protection washes over you. Too late, you think to yourself. This is what you needed days ago. Weeks ago. Joe hadn’t been there, and Joe could shoot himself in the head for it. He would’ve come home early, cut his trip short without second thought. But he knows you would’ve never allowed it.    “I’m here,” Joe shushes you when he feels the strength with which you’re holding onto him. “I’m here now.”

[hanzhen0506]

~’Awfullll’~

Hello! Its Zhan! A sick fic of Hanjin today! I hope you like thisss, enjoy!

You were in the comfort of your home flipping your cook book, enjoying the peaceful morning when suddenly you got a call from Dohoon. “Hello Dohoon-oppa?”

“Hey y/n! Hanjin didnt want me to tell you but he’s feeling sick right now and he doesnt want to come out of his bedroom to eat or even take meds. Can you come to the dorms and talk to him?”

“Oh! Of course! Ill be there in the evening, im currently busy right now.”

“Alright, take your time. But dont bring a feast here!”

“Dont worry I wont.” You hang up the call and look through your fridge. “Hmm maybe Chinese Chicken Herbal Soup could work.” You start to gather all the ingredients and start cooking.

After 3 hours or so, you finally finish and pack it in a lunch box. You dial Dohoon’s number again. “Hey, so I just finish, ill be there in 20 okay?”

“Alright, you know the passcode right? Just come in.” You hum and start walking to the TWS dorms. Luckily it was a 15 minute car ride there, so you didnt need to rush.

Once entering the dorm, you greeted Dohoon and went straight to Hanjin’s bedroom. There you saw your boyfriend, brows furrowing while sleeping on his stomach. You tch at the sight, placing the lunchbox down and going to the bathroom to get a cold towel with a bucket. You sat close to the bed and gently flip his body into a more comfortable position. The shifting woke him up and he sees you. “Y/n? What are you doing here?”

“Sshh,” you shush squeezing the excess water in the towel and placing it on his forehead. “Taking care of you obviously, how are you feeling?”

“Awfulllll,” He groan, you cup his cheek and he held your hand. “You shouldn’t be here, you’ll get sick.”

“That doesnt matter right now, I brought some herbal chicken soup, do you want to eat it now or you want to take a nap?”

“Ill eat it now,” he smiles getting up. You carefully assisted him while placing the towel back to the cold bucket. You grab the foldable table under his bed and grab the lunchbox revealing the soup you cooked. You set it up and Hanjin just watches you. “Okay, here you go.” You said, but Hanjin just stare at the food.

“Are you okay? Do you need any help? Let me help.” You said grabbing the soup and take a spoonful of it. “Here,” you said after blowing. He chuckled at your action and swallow the soup. “Its delicious!” “Of course it is, I cook it.”

“No wonder, your always good at cooking.” You smiled back continuously feeding him the soup. In the last few scoops Hanjin stopped and cupped your cheek. “When did I get so lucky with you?” He teared up as you saddenly smile, feeling sympathy for your boyfriend who’s in a vulnerable state. “This is just a repayment for when I got sick before, and for all the love you give me everyday.”

“I love you Baobei,” he says. “Alright, finish up the soup.” You said to him, wiping his tears away and continue to feed him.

You tucked Hanjin to his bed as he lay comfortably. Before you could leave he hold your hand, “Can you.. sleep here with me?” You smiled and nodded getting on to the bed, you pulled Hanjin closer and he situated his head on your chest. “Thank you for taking care of me Baobei,”

“Anytime, I love you too.” You said before he drift off to sleep with a smile. You might not say it much but atleast you can show it to him how much you care for him.

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(Please do not steal my works!)

[julia-bonkers]

my day 😄😄😄😄😄😄

cw i talk about vomit and there ARE gross details bc i am an oversharer!! so do not read this if u hate that kinda thing🙏🏼

so i get on the bus. and because of my amazing (awful) night last night i start to feel motion sick (which isnt normal for me btw.. i like never get motion sick, i can do anything in a car no problem) and then i get nauseous. very bad news when you are trapped in a vehicle, yes? yes. all i had for breakfast was a banana and like i reallllyyy didnt wanna vomit it up bc i didnt wanna be hungry. and i especially didnt wanna vomit it up ON THE BUS!!!! so i try and try and try to concentrate on literally anything else but i cannot for the life of me think of anything other than the insanely shitty state that my body is in rn. eventually like right when the bus starts pulling into the school (because thats the kind of luck i have) i end up throwing up but i hold it in my mouth and force myself to swallow it back down. and then the same thing happens again. and again. and again. and i throw up and reswallow a chewed up stomach acid soaked banana like ten times. and some of it COMES OUT OF MY NOSE. MY THROAT SND NOSTRILS WERE BURNING SO BAD LIKE UOU DO NOTTTTT UNDERSTSND.

fun fact about me I have actually thrown up on the bus before (like january actually lol) but it def wasnt as bad bc it was at the end of the day and i threw up into my water bottle.

so you can imagine that after that incident im kinda just in the mood to chill out and do my work quietly. i mean my head, nose, throat, legs, etc are KILLING me and i am burning up! lucky for me, my school has an hour long pep rally planned first thing in the morning. i get to listen to the band play four different times, four different songs sung by kids (very adorable but also very LOUD!!), an off-key recorder performance, several speeches… it just never ends yk.

what is my life. like seriously. this has got to be an original experience.

anyways im doing better- on the bus back home (hooray!!! finally!!!) i have a chemistry project due at midnight that i doubt im going to be able to finish (not hooray…!). i am still very grossed out thinking about the bus incident though. the texture of that banana vomit is something i wouldn’t wish on my worse enemy!!!!!!!!!

cannot wait to walk a mile to my house. 😞 (i am being sarcastic i most certainly CAN wait!!!)

[nichoskittycorner]

See normally I get the early morning brainrot out early but Sub!K keeps coming back for me-

So yes another no proofread smut drabble about the yandere Sub!K ( So like, cw: smut and car sex)

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Imagine having to work several long consecutive days at work, pulling extra hours you dont expect and it leaves you exhausted.

You always come home sluggish and too tired to play with K. All you do it shower and go to bed for the next awful day. And quite frankly, he was getting sick of it.

He loved you and couldnt be away from you for too long- but your job is the one place he couldnt follow you into. So he had to wait.

Well because of this stupid job the most attention hes gotten the past week has been soft kisses and head pats. This wouldnt suffice. He was being the best boy he could and barely had your attention!

Not like he wasnt jerking himself multiple times a day at home- you had given him full permission to play with himself and cum when he wanted until this bloated work schedule would end.

But K didnt want to wait until this was done to feel you again. He missed the taste of your juices, your warm gummy walls that hugged his cock tightly and always had him melting- he missed your praise and lewd sounds of pleasure when he did something right.

He was starting to get antsy and desperate for you. So maybe it was short term thinking, but today he was sitting in your car, waiting for you to go on your lunch break.

Yes, your car that he wasnt in when you left for work and he didnt have the key to. He knew you were smart, grateful to have parked in the shade so he didnt need to roll the windows down.

And like an obedient puppy, he waited for you. He knew you came to the car and called him during your lunch break. Eventually, you came into view, getting in your car and groaning loudly in frustration once the door was shut.

They were lucky this job was paying you greatly or you wouldve left this place once this mess started. Without thinking, you reclined the seat back and got ready pull out your phone to call K- but screamed when you saw his large frame hovering over you.

"K?! What are you doing here?! How did you get in here!?"

"Surprise! I thought you could use a little pick me up at work!" He puffed his lip out like he always did when he wanted a kiss, which you gave but were still bewildered.

"O-oh alright then- what's this pick me up?" You raised an eyebrow before his hands started to roam your body, climbing into your lap and removing your bottoms slowly.

He lowered his lips to your ear and spoke lowly, his fingers finding your now bare cunt with ease. "I'm going to make Mommy feel so good. Can I Mommy? I'll be quick I promise."

"Okay puppy, you can. But you have 30 minutes."

He didn't need the 30 minutes. In no time he presses your legs back so they were against your chest, opening you up wide to him. Just from this position alone you were already eager.

He kissed you slowly before ditching his own bottoms and pressing his length into you, filling you out and making your eyes shut.

Like the good boy he was, he didnt delay in thrusting and grinding his hips, pulling out loud uncontrollable moans from your body.

You looked so good as he fucked into you, nuzzling his head into your neck and placing hot needy kisses on your skin.

"Ah-! Fuck K, just like that, keep fucking Mommy like that-" And he obeyed without question. His whimper of acknowledgement resounded as he kept going.

As your cries of pleasure echoed in the car, you realized just how long it had been since you last touched each other. Your heart ached for your puppy. And never once did he complain or start a fight because of it.

He just did all he could to make you feel great at home. Is that what you call love? A tear slipped from your eye, both from pleasure and the thought breaking your heart.

K noticed and kissed the stray tear away, burying himself deep into your soaking cunt. "Are you okay Mommy? Did I do something wrong?"

You shook your head no and took his face into your hands, kissing him deeply and ordering him to continue. "No puppy! I just love you so much it made me cry."

Having sex in your car wasnt where you ever planned to pronounce your love for him but here you were: Getting drilled by his cock in your front seat on your lunch break.

His whole world flipped upon hearing those words, and it only made him fuck you harder. K's brain reduced to only pleasuring you. Kissing, sucking and fucking his hips into you as you cried out his name and held his hand.

Clenching around his cock as the car shook with each movement. You were able to pull him into a tender kiss, sending you both over the edge and cumming.

Your seat now a mess of sweat and cum as you rode out your high. With your eyes shut, you held onto his and best you could. "Good boy K, fuck- good puppy."

His hips rocked slowly, subtly trying to push whatever cum spilled out back into your cunt. Your body trembled as he finally pulled out and got you cleaned up. Letting you relax before your break was up.

He pulled you into the backseat with him, holding you lovingly in his lap until your phone alarm went off.

"Damnit. That's my break. I'll see you back at home puppy, okay?" You sighed but kissed him all over his face, showering him in another round of praise before stepping out of the car.

He did whine a bit and try to hold on but you only giggled and handed him the keys. "Go home pup. Mommy is expecting round two when you pick me up later."

And like the good puppy he was, he obeyed- and made good on that promise.

[wooahaes]

penguin mugs

pairing: non-idol!joshua x gn!reader

prompt: chocolate

word count: 0.7k~

warnings: food (hot chocolate) consumption! also i didnt proofread this at all. penguin mugs in october :)

daisy’s notes: i learned penguin facts for this. did you know penguins are rly romantic :(

“Baby, it isn’t even winter yet. Why are you bringing out the penguin mugs?”

Joshua had woken up to the smell of hot chocolate in the air, and knew that the apartment was definitely cold if you were awake at five in the morning. Which meant that he needed to trudge out of bed to go check on you considering you didn’t need to get ready for work for at least another hour, and that hour had an alternative usage called cuddling with your kind-of-cold boyfriend. He already had an argument worked out and everything, and maybe the entirety of it would consist of gentle pecks onto your neck and a soft “our bed is warmer” to try and entice you. He expected to find you standing over the stove with milk in a small pot, stirring it to heat it up as you waited.

He didn’t expect to find you staring intensely at the penguin mugs that you specifically saved for December-through-February. Sometimes until March if you were lucky, because you claimed they were “very much for winter months only.” The santa hat and scarf dictated that, and who was he to go against your very sound (and very cute) logic?

“It’s October,” you said with a slight pout. “But I want my penguins...”

Joshua chuckled, crossing the kitchen to wrap his arms around you. “You can use the penguins. The penguin police aren’t going to get you.”

You groaned, setting the mug aside to stir the hot chocolate. “It’s too early to tease me.”

He hummed thoughtfully over the sentiment before pressing a kiss against your neck. “Is it, though?”

You rolled your eyes, continuing to stir. “If you keep bullying me, I’m gonna drink all of this by myself.”

“You won’t,” Joshua smiled against your skin. “You got sick from all the sugar last time you tried it.”

Curse your boyfriend and his ability to remember all the times he had to nurse you back to health after you did something dumb. “You’re lucky I love you.”

He chuckled once more. “I am. But I already knew that,” he squeezed his arms around you a little, snuggling in. “I love you and your hot chocolate, even when you’re using the penguin mugs early. I,” he nuzzled your neck, “might bring you a smooth pebble one day.”

You snorted in response, immediately raising a hand to cover your mouth. “Are you gonna be my mate, Joshy?”

I already am, aren’t I? He kissed your neck again, and you just... knew. “Did you know,” he started, leaving a long enough pause between it to build suspense, “that penguins dance when they see someone they love? And they’ll sing to them? And those songs are usually pretty unique...”

“Are you trying to seduce me with penguin facts?”

“Is it working?” He hugged you tighter. “I think I’d be a good penguin mate. I already serenade you.”

He could feel you already cracking up, the tiny little jolts as you tried to keep calm. Then he heard you sing, voice quiet and slightly strained from lingering sleep, “Sunday morning, rain is falling--”

“Aw, baby... Are you trying to penguin-romance me?” Joshua giggled against your shoulder, light and airy, but still so full of love. He was just sleepy enough to tease you more, too, with a sing-song-y “It’s wooorkiiiing...”

“If you want mini marshmallows, you’re going to have to get them down.”

Reluctantly, Joshua unwound his arms from you as he stepped away to fetch them. Maybe he’d bring you home a smooth pebble sometime, just to see your reaction.

“Hey, Josh?” You looked up. “I love you.”

He made his way back to you, slanting his lips against your own for a quick kiss. “I love you, too,” he said, brushing a stray strand of hair away from your face. “Let’s go cuddle where it’s warmer, okay?”

He’d say it again when the two of you were cuddled up on your couch, enjoying the morning’s quiet. And again, when you had to leave before him to head to work. And again when he swung by to drop off your lunch, and again when he kissed you upon coming home again.

(And maybe he’d say it again in the way he teased you with another little “Sunday morning, rain is falling” against your skin when you were already nodding off before him that night. Just to keep saying it so you knew.)

general taglist: @wonuziex​ @twancingyunhao​

[dethbug]

pls excuse me being sappy as shit but...i cant believe the experience i was so. unbelievably lucky to have yesterday.

one of my close friends, rissi, gifted me a VIP ticket babyklok ((to meet brendon small & gene hoglan))

the ticket was intended for another friend of theirs but said friend got sick and was unable to make it :-( so me getting to go at all was last minute and crazy rushed but one of the best experiences of my life.

i first binged metalocalypse within the span of 2-3 days starting on the first of July and i genuinely didnt have any idea of what i was getting into or just how meaningful it/Brendons work would end up meaning to me

like .. its VERY corny but ive just. never felt so at home with a show, or music, everything about it honestly. but not even that -- brendon himself has inspired me so deeply as an artist/writer , in such a way that i didnt think id ever feel again (in terms of confidence/drive/passion towards chasing after my dream career path of being a writer/animator)

his writing and music has done so much for me at the exact time i needed it most, and its something ill carry w me forever :,-(

i have so much i want to say but i still am struggling to process, ill be posting vids soon, but for now here are my pics with brendon & gene :,-)

i look a lil busted but ITS OKAY. surprise face reveal

i may edit the post and delete the pic later I DUNNO

[angelfruittree]

okay this is going to be a long one i have so many thouuughtttss!!!!

also I guess spoilers for anyone else reading this ask xoxoxo

ANDEN MY LOOVE!!!! at the start when he refused to wear jade I thought.... oh no.... this is going to come back to haunt him but my guy stuck to his guns!!!!! obsessed with him putting him putting that creep remi in his place 🤭 his relationship with niko 😭 him standing up to hilo on his behalf 'its what lan would have done' KILL ME!!!!! anden being to niko what lan was to anden.... Im SICK.

shae storyline with maro.... weirdly I think this was one of the scenes that had me sobbing the most, her doing what needed to be done so he wouldn't be hurt craaazzyyyyy. luuuuuv woon and shae so glad she got everything she wanted in the end! - even tho shae and ayt mada should have made our sloppy style-

hilo..... what a character. watching him grow throughout the series and seeing him become pillar but still being as ruthless and violent ever. no ones doing it like him. some of the shit he did was CRAZY. I started pacing when it was revealed lan had a son because I just knew that that was NOT going to end well. BUT HILO AS A DAD????? RU????? dont get me started on ru that was EVIL. him pushing niko away just as he did anden when they didnt live up to his expectations 😭 but he turned up at the airport!!!!!!

that ending.... anden and shae sharing jade 'is there anything you want me to say to lan?' 'the clan is our blood and the pillar is its master' WEN SITTING UNDER THE TREE WHERE THEY WERE MARRIED!???? i honestly couldnt think of ending where it didn't happen this way. lan being the pillar that hilo never could be but hilo being the pillar that a war time kekon needed and now war is over....

i had to leave him until last...bero that fucking cockroach. i dont know why i actually believed mudt had done it, had finally got him. when I read 'bero was in the hospital for over a month' i think i rolled my eyes so hard i saw my brain. in the end I couldn't actually help but warm to that sad little guy. him meeting niko and driving anden to the twice lucky and him just being NOTHING to these people.

honestly I could go on this was a 10/10 series and I think im going to have trouble picking up any other book for a while. the characters are so vivid I feel like im in mourning

LYS OH MY GOD.

SOUL CRUSH CHECK IN: ARE YOU OKAY???

ANDEN AND "anden being to niko what lan was to anden.... Im SICK." THIS actually made me start shuddering god niko niko so like hilo actually, so painfully like him! Anden not touching jade really fucking stressed me out for so long but he refused to be defined by it, he carved his own path (actually niko and anden and hilo ARE THEY NOT ALL FOILS FOR EACH OTHER PLEASEEE)

Im still not ready to talk about Ru.. "its okay andy. just say what needs to be said"

"Ru had always seen himself as whole even when she could not" no i genuinely... the way Wen's trauma of being a s********* tried to have its way with Ru and it never did and he was brave and good and kind and he was important and omg i am actually sobbing typing this- the way no one goes for the last bun -(RU actually destroyed hilo -i'm sobbing im actuallly crying im not ready to talk about him. "if only hed been a coward just once" i was actually nearly sick reading this arc as well actually im not sure i knew a moments peace reading this series lmao ( i still cant be coherent about it )

Okay you know in jade war when hilo goes to 'escort' niko back into .. i was listening to that on the street and fully KEELED OVER ive never been that gagged in my life.

WEN AND SHAE??? HELLOOOO that fucking arc nearly gave me a heart attack i COULD NOT BELIEVE WHAT I WAS READING.

"felt her brothers irreprescible jade aura..." no lys im not okay this has reopened the wound

PLEASE BERO WAS A VICTIM BUT ALSO THEE VILLAIN OF this series in my mind like just a banal and and unkillable evil like a bug nothing grand about him just a virus!! hes responsible for so much!!!!!! began the story and ended it!!! please we donnt have to ever stop talking about it though i am unstable

NO ONE CAME OUT UNSCATHED THAT IS THE THING.

[thegeminisage]

okay im BACK in the spirit??? temple??? robot??? factory????? and im done with the last limb. i bet theres a boss. i KNOW theres a cutscene. lets fucking do this

bro this was LLLITERALLY in the trailers how did they put such endgame stuff in and we didnt know!!!

it's so funny. in the trailers we thought flux constructs were gonna be helpful and mineru's body was a boss. but they're bosses and she's helpful lol

god her voice sounds SO familiar

LINK CAN RIDE HER???? OH MY GOD

MECH GAME MECH GAME MECH GAME

oh my GODDD THIS IS WHAT ALL THOSE ARMORIES WERE FOR.......like PLOT WISE!!! i thought it was stupid to just have supplies sitting around

ok thats fucking bananas. im bad at fighting with her bc the enemies are too short lmfao

also im not sure im ready to do this boss thing. maybe i wanna go buy some more battery first...get more practice...

YOU CAN ATTACH A FAN AND DO A NARUTO RUN LOL

god i REALLY suck at fighting in the mech. it's weird! maybe bc i have emitters on her hands and not real weapons?!

oh sick you can give her cannons............

at this point like. i really can just let the gang kill the bad guys lol

the story path seems to be taking me directly to this path i was eyeing last night. i'm getting as far as the lightroot and then peacing out. like. i am getting my ASS beat down here

GLOOM HORRIBLINS?? will wonders never cease...

oooh good call on leaving. i can see a gloom hinox from here that i wouldve had to fight next...i have had more than enough of the story right now anyway, it's time to chill to keep it all Balanced

i bet if i went to lookout landing rn and talked to purah she'd be like I WONDER WHO THE FIFTH SAGE IS. let's try it

awww boo she can't travel with me until i get the secret stone.....

what a BUMMERRRRRR

oh wild!! you can explain about mineru to purah. then why tf cant i explain zelda is a dragon >:(

ok, actually, i decided i wanna go turn in that last claw to help the fucking mother statue or w/e. scary...........................

if im lucky i can just glide/dive there from the nearby tower lol

YOOOO wait dinraal's coming out of her hole...maybe i can snag a piece...

got one! i dont know if ive ever ridden dinraal for an extended period of time before...she is taking me so far from where i wanted to go. sigh

so, while i hate shooting the dragons, i love getting the little spike. i bet it feels sooooo good. like being groomed. a spa day for ms dinraal courtesy of one lunatic nonverbal swordsman

harder to admire the scenery from her back bc of the heat filter. NOT impossible. but harder

ugh there was a blood moon...i couldve gotten such cool pics but i was too slow :(

uh oh we're going down. girl i DONT wanna go back to the depths rn!!!

GOT MY SCALE. i was aiming at her fang but whatever. time to go back to the spring!!! i hope i can make it from here.......

MADE IT. whew. im not staying long idw to encounter any Hands

ok, so back to the mother goddess statue...

oh!!! she's okay again.......

wah she's SPARKLING. i'm welling up a little. it was so upsetting to see her toppled

omg she wants to give me a sword but my belongings are full. if it's the fucking goddess sword which 1. i got from amiibo and 2. MAKES NO SENSE...

well. it is.

finally spent my sage's wills on tulin. his arrows come in clutch and also i wanna go in order lol

i have to quit for now!! more later or tomorrow i suppose

[adveturousend]

Tonight is your lucky night,ma'am

pairing : Hangman x reader, a*hole bf x reader

Summary: a bad night turns into a lucky one

"This is not the way it's supposed to be" - these words were ringing inside your head constantly for the last 3 days. 3 days ago you were hapilly getting off your plane to FINALLY meet up with your boyfriend,Roy. Tall,handsome ,charming Roy. Caring, loving, insanely hot Roy. Head over hills , cross my heart and hope to die,love of your life Roy.

3 days ago you wouldn't hesitate for a second to leave your good life in Europe and become domesticated wifey if he'd ask you to. 3 days ago you would move to a cabin in the woods or a freaking cave if he'd asked you to. You would do absolutely and totally everything just to be with him. But this was 3 days ago. 3 damn days change your perspective entirely.Now, all you could think of is how stupid and naive you are. How blind you are. What a damn idiot you are. What a sad and insecure person you've become. Since you saw him on the airport you knew something wasn't right. He kissed you with his eyes open, he didnt even take your luggage on his own will,you literally put it in his hand by yourself. Not really subtle,but ok. When you had sex first time in 6 months ,it was quick and not really passionate. He seemed annoyed all the time . You wanted him to show you some of the beautiful sunny San Diego, but he wasnt willing to. He didn't even took a day off work just to be with you. It all was jus't not right. Alarms were ringing in your head but being a polite,well mannered girl ,you stayed silent. You clearly saw that he was not the same person you thought you knew ,which caught you by surprise. When you met for the first time roughly 8 months ago, he was a perfect match . 10/10. He litterally swoop you out of your feet. Dinner dates , long phone calls, flowers, chocolates ,romantic walks,gazing into your eyes, great sex, fun and outgoing- everything you ever wanted in a man...yeah well,you thought that until 3 fucking days ago.

"Let's go back ,its freezing and it's getting late" -a harsh voice snapped you back to reality and put an end to your intrusive thoughts. Well, just put them on hold ,to be more precise. You looked up to meet Roy's eyes - dark and unfeeling. If you weren't feeling cold before , the look he gave you sent shiver down your spine. Or maybe it was an ocean breeze. Or maybe both. "Let's stay just a couple minutes more?" you asked quietly . " Sky is gorgeous tonight" you added. He just scoffed and said " you can stay here all night if you want to but I am your ride and I am going ,bye" - Roy started walking away from you. You couldn't believe what you heard . And what you saw. Your bf was literally leaving you alone here!! "Hey,Roy! What are you doing??!!" You cried after him ,but he didn't respond,just kept walking. So you stood up and started running after him. Once you got to him you grabed his arm and yelled "Seriously???" You leaving me here alone? What the hell is wrong with you?!!?

His eyes were even more cold than before ,he gritted his teeth and literally hissed " I am sick and tired of entertaining your ass. All you do is holding onto me like you cannot fucking do anything without me! Since you flew in here all I do is babysit you, gimme a break woman!" With every spoken word his voice was raising and made you feel even more small than you already did. You stared at him with wide eyes and all you could say was quiet " but I came here for you... because of you, you wanted me to finally ..." "well maybe you shouldn't come,maybe I shouldn't string you along"- he cut you off. "What?" you almost choked . "What are you.." - you fight with tears that are coming ,damn,these stupid eyes of yours in the wet place ,always crying so easily. "Y/n, I cant pretend anymore. I dont want you,not anymore,6 months apart is a lot and things changed, just leave me alone" - he said and walked away leaving you alone , on the beach ,in the middle of the night, in a foreign country. He broke up with you,just like that. On the beach,in the middle of the night. IN THE FOREIGN COUNTRY. You stood there in shock. Eyes wet ,but your mind and body freezed. You seemed to not really know how to process what have just happenned. It was like a bad dream. So you just stood there, looking into the abbyss of the ocean , feeling cold breeze chilling through your bones.You haven't even registered when you started walking. You walked and walked and walked. Mindlessly. For hours.For eternity,that's what it felt like. You were slowly coming into your senses when you heard noises.Sounded like music,so you turned your head in this direction and saw faint lights in the distance. "People" you thought. "I need people right now". That was your focus right now. To not be alone. To get back safely to your hotel. Broken heart can wait. Well,it will catch up to you if you want it or not. But now, basic instinct was kicking in - just be safe. You wiped your tears, straighten your back and put on a brave face as you walked on to the door of what looked like a bar full of people you so desperately needed right now. A little drink wouldnt kill you too. You went in, awkwardly smiling and met a gaze and a smile from a very pretty lady behind the bar. You went straight to her "hey,what can I get you?" The woman asked "Hi, um whiskey on the rocks please" "I'm on it" she winked at you and started preparing your drink. All of a sudden you felt someone right beside you leaned on the bar. You looked up and saw a very handsome face and a pair of green eyes boring into you. "Penny,sweatheart ,4 more beers please" . Handsome face spoke never breaking the eye contact with you. "Just a sec ,Hangman, ladies first " said the bartender as she put your drink in front of you and smiled warmly at you. You smiled back and thanked her, pick the glass up and gulped it like water. You hissed as the alcohol burned your throat but it felt good in a way.Liberating.

"Whoa,easy ma'am! That kind od drinking gets you in trouble!" Handsome face spoke again ,this time directly to you flashing it's pearly whites in a wide smile. "I'm already in trouble so oh well I guess" you responded. His smile got even more wider and he said in a lower ,more raspy voice "Soo,do you need a rescue?" As he said it,he shifted his arms and for a brief second he touched you. His warm skin brushed against your icy cold one. You didn't know if it was just beacause he was hot,like,literally, and you were chilled to the bone or maybe it was just adrenaline washing down or maybe whiskey was doing it's job but sudden closeness of this random guy in the bar gave you some comfort. Something you needed badly right now. "I do ,actually" you heard your own voice coming out of your mouth and before you could react and take it back ,the Handsome face got a bit closer to you and said "Tonight is your lucky night,ma'am"

To be continued

[lorestory0]

been some guy on a motorcycle making a noise thats giving me a head ache so bad it feels like im bleeding internally in the back of my head and i have to turn my music to 100 in headphones just to make it hurt aa little less most of the time. This guy does this way too often but I cant do anything about it even if i did know where this guy lives. accoding to my mom its the same person everytime. some rich neighbor. but also my mom said she cant just do a noise complaint since we live out in the country. but i havent had anything to eat all day and i didnt want a repeat of last time that happened. that probably took less than 30 minutes but it felt like several hours and it slowly became harder to move as the head ache got worse and worse away from my headphones.

what i wanna know is.

how

the

fart

are my tears hotter than the food?

Am i sick or does this happen everytime?

motorcycle guy definitely makes it hard to remember literally anything for more than 2 seconds but i think id remember if my tears felt like they were burning my face.

getting back to my headphones felt so good. anyone who can use wireless headphones without feeling some weird head sting should consider themselfs lucky.

tl dr

if im more out of it than usual its because im in more pain than i can handle

[oogalaboogalabich]

Goddammit that kiss got me sick. I cant stop feekin dyin o typhus long enough to do anything productive so here.

I built the AU Astarion from my kinkfic and im runnin him as an abberant mind mage.

This backstory is entirely off the rails of canon. So effin self indulgent. I apologise for nothing.

Astarion in this AU met Cazador a few years earlier, barely weeks after the guy commited Vampire Patricide. Cazador just up and tried to go for it, nearly ripped Astarions throat out and scared him off so bad the elf skips town.

Ends up in the underdark and finds himself hanging out with a bunch of pirates for a few decades. Almost immediately after marrying this noteably redheaded crewmate ("she had a penchent for silk ropes and putting twats in their place") their crew gets fucked by a new ring of slavers. He doesnt actually know how long he was with them, but hes narrowed it down to almost two years on that ship before being sold to a house in the underdark. He escaped fairly quickly from there, helped by an unusually large druid, whod been their captive long before astarion arrived.

He gets an escort back to his family home, where he learns hes a little past overdue for his coming of age.

After all hes experienced, and a mind freshly robbed of any comfort or escape his previous lives used to bring him in reverie, he doesnt much care about picking a new name. Something he knew would come off as practically sacrelidge to certain parties.

In the end he picks "Astarius" as his adult name to avoid the trouble of getting used to something new. Its a bit ambitious in nature, and the drama behind "God of Stars" pleased his father well enough.

He spends a brief time trying to heal himself with a group of gith monks who have taken over an old lethanderan temple.

But when their methods dont quite work for him, he falls back into pirating, though he acts as more of a legal advisor and launderer these days.

He was about 200 when he simultaniously opened two practices. One in Waterdeep, the other in Immurks Hold. He found it invigorating having to juggle the Immurk Code of Conduct and the laws of Waterdeep.

He found hed gotten over most of his developed fears through the fairly prominant presence of vampire Lord Artor Morlin in his dealings. Though always under the pseudonym of different mercantile captains, which Astarius thought to be very funny.

He was on a business trip in the underdark near Waterdeep when the events of baldurs gate 3 take place.

No matter where he goes, everywhere in the underdark is suddenly swarming with illithids, and its even worse up on the surface. The world is in shambles, theres nothing left after a mere few months. The world made utterly barren, the soil salted and waters poisoned.

The animals die off, the people left behind are systematically rounded up and slaughtered or turned.

Less than a decade later the last bastion (at least in faerun) is ironically Menzoberranzan, where Astarius is forced to return. But when he arrives, people have for the most part let go of the prejeduces that ruled them. Its a fairly plesant place to live for the year or so it survived after his arrival.

He didnt stay for a fight when they heard the illithids were finally going to launch an attack on them directly. Almost nobody stayed in the end. And an attack never came.

For whatever reason. They all just...left. all the illithids gathered in their nautiloids and left the planet behind.

The few hundreds, maybe a few thousand people left on Torill spread out. Even with nothing fit to grow or drink naturally, they still get by with magic if they are lucky, summon creatures and glean vegitation from other planes etc.

Until Magic ceases to exist. After four or five years. It just...stops happening. Something or someone has killed Mystra again. And this time it doesnt come back.

Devils have stopped answering summons, or showing up at all. Warlocks are the last to lose their powers.

Astarius survives because he must. And instead of being content to live in this barren waste of a planet, he sets to work on finding a way out. Either off the planet, into a new world. To the astral plane for all he fucking cared.

Somewhere...anywhere but here.

Hes nearly 400 by the time he makes an ounce of headway.

Near the dregs of what was once reithwith town, he finds a crypt nearly untouched by the desolation of time, and even deeper still, lay the literal gauntlet of bloody shar.

Most importantly theres meat. Actual real food that isnt insects or what few digusting plants can still grow.

An entire colony of rats to live off of for as long as he can keep them breeding faster than he, or they, can eat.

He lives in what he jokingly calls "squalid luxury" for days, exploring and narrowly escaping death a few times. Shar was still ever present. Of course she would be. Torill was perfect for her now.

Theres one area he avoids simply because of the rank stench, but eventually curiosity gets the better of him.

And there...near a pile of corpses deep within the temple, he finds a polyhedron relic, covered in what was clearly tir su script...

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2nd day in 10th grade 08/30/23

I slept a little early than usual since I literally got 4 hours of sleep yesterday so I slept at 1AM....When I woke up I was still tired as hell since I accidentally forgot to turn off my 7:10AM alarm.....god worse mistake I ever made dude I was so tired and I tried to stay awake this time since I didnt want to be waken up by my 8AM alarm because I was just sick of hearing the alarm 2times so I immediately go on with my day starting with.........tiktok of course nothing surpising abt that...ALSO the new curtains that I tried on my windows literally made the room so much lighter since its white and it lets the light of the sun through the thin fabric...

Anyway at 11AM I started getting ready for school and ended up getting to school at 12:22PM like I was getting indecisive about what to wear and had to rush in and out of my room to get the accessories that I forgot to put onT.T...

when I got to the school it was PACKED sigh and when I got to our classroom it didnt start yet to I was relieved, to pass the time I read some one piece so I couldnt get bored waiting for the teacher:DD...

After like 15 mins the teacher finally arrived and started discussing about the policies of the school and the do's and don'ts..... literally had to sit and listen to that for 2 FHOURS my butt hurts from sitting broTT like pleaaaaaaase RELEASE ME..

when it was snack break I saw some of my friends outside waiting for us, we started to visit our other classmates but some of them were still in class and their teachers havent dismissed them for snack break yet...also I couldnt give eshy the snacks I bought yesterday as a pay back because she was still in class and I felt shy to go in so I just joined some of my friends walking around the building as we ate our snacks:DD

then snack break is over I sat on my seat......the teacher didnt really made us do that much and we already did all the stuff for today so we just had to wait for her to dismiss us....it was boring....like really boring....I ran out of chapters to read since I forgot to download more so I felt even more bored...so then I started sketching....there werent really any stuff in the classroom that was interesting it didnt really have that much stuff so I started sketching my bracelet and some characters online and that lasted for 10 minutes.....after a few more minutes for waiting they finally dismissed us....oh no I just realized tomorrow is our turn to clean the classroom....kinda lucky though since tomorrow I'll wear PE its so comfyyy..

When I got out of the classroom I saw my friend lets call her den!! I'm lucky to have her as a friend shes so sweet... we chatted as we wait for eshy to get dismissed from class so we were just downstairs....I showed my new sketches and she liked them!! I really want to improve more and Im proud to say that I have been sketching for a few days straight which is pretty rare for me so it feels nice to finally feel motivated about practicing my art skills:DD

when we were finally complete we chatted for a while with some other friends:DD one of them got voted as a president and won shes pretty smart and kind so I think she'd do great as a class president...but the bad part is.... the vice president is our creepy past classmate....he's literally the worst person on earth in my opinion... he literally touches people for no reason and its hella sexual too!>:[ ugh and also that guy cheats in quizzes....pretty happy that he's not my classmate this school year..

It was finally time to go home and we all parted way at the gate...I took a ride home because I couldnt really walk anymore since I picked the worst shoes to use today...it was my moms shoes and its smallT.T (I'm bigger than my mom)

Aaaand I got home:D my poor feetT.T I will never ever wear those shoes ever againD:...

I took this photo on the way home!! the sun was still up since it was 4:30PM I took a pic of some of these flowers:DD (eshy likes these flowers)

anyway thanks for reading this far!! have a great day byeeee!!(*/ω＼*)