#it's 12am here and i am READY

[wonijinjin]

in sickness and in health

author’s note: please take care of yourselves everyone! being sick is not fun. dedicating this to my dear @babyleostuff <3

synopsis: when you get food poisoning cheol is ready to sacrifice his night to take care of you.

word count: 1.0k | genre: fluff, comfort | pairing: cheol x gn! reader | warnings: mentions of throwing up, being sick, fever, exhaustion, bad mental health

it was around 12am when you realised something was wrong; you never really got sick, but you could feel it coming before it even happened; head pounding and shivers crawling up and down your spine, making you anxious. after a bit of panicking about why you felt this bad you calmed yourself down and went back to scrolling through social media on your phone, scared of waking and troubling the man next to you. seungcheol was already asleep by that time, being extremely tired from working since 3am, having been to several music show recordings and dance practices. you found him so peaceful as he slept and you were so glad to see him rest after many days of hard work. however as the minutes went by while looking at your phone you could sense an increasing nauseating feeling in your stomach, not being able to focus on the blogpost you were reading anymore, being too occupied with trying to make it stop and squirming under the blankets of your cozy king sized bed to make it more bearable. as if on cue to the peak of your struggles cheol stirred in his sleep next to your helpessly thrashing form, turning to you, his sleepy frame trying to process the cause of your distress. “what’s wrong, my love?” he asked, voice barely above a whisper. “don’t worry, nothing. go back to sleep.” you tried to sound as convincing as you could. he didn’t buy it. “love, i know something is up. tell me, please?” he begged, more alert when he saw how your protests were interrupted by a weak sob. “i think i am gonna throw up cheol.” you mumbled with a terrified look on your face, trying to stay perfectly still so your upset stomach could get some relief. seungcheol first thought that you were trying to pull a prank on him since you never got sick, but when he looked at your features closer he realised how pale you looked, and how sweat was glistening on your skin. “you sure? like right now?” he sat up in no time as the question left his mouth, ready to take you to the bathroom to let out whatever was making you feel so miserable. you didn’t have time to answer him whatsoever as you bolted towards the mentioned room, getting to the toilet just in time for the agonising pain and suffering of the next few hours to begin. in your hurry you had a hopeless attempt to lock the door in order to shut cheol out; you hated if he saw you in any other state than your most perfect one, if he saw your imperfections, how you felt unwell sometimes or how you struggled with life from time to time. he always scolded you for thinking this way, but you couldn’t stop it; you wanted to be his strong partner, someone who he could rely on whenever he needed to. “i am coming in.” you heard him say and suddenly you felt a warm hand on your back and another one taking your hair out of your sweaty face, snapping you out of your feverish daze. “i am here, you are okay, love. breathe for me please. that’s it, good. let it all out. don’t worry i am here.” you could hear cheol’s voice through your eardums, blood pumping in your veins with much more speed than ever. seungcheol held you close to him as you spat in the bowl one last time, making sure you were really done before placing you on his lap, your knees no longer hitting the cold tiles of the bathroom, only feeling his warmth surrounding you. “my poor baby.” his voice was low and hurt while he kissed your forehead, frowning upon sensing how your skin burned under his touch. “you are burning up. you definitely have a fever my dear.“ he announced, but you could barely register his voice and words; you were utterly drained, barely able to keep your head up straight.

cheol of course took note of this, gently guiding you to lean into him even more while he got comfortable on the floor, cradling you into his chest. “i know you don’t feel good my love. do you know how did this happen?” he wondered with concern laced in his words. you slightly shifted in his arms, looking up at him. “i think i might have food poisoning, cheol.” he cooed at you, kissing the top of your head, rocking you from side to side as you whimpered in pain. “it’s okay love. it will be over soon i promise.” he chanted softly in an attempt to calm you down as exhaustion took over you, the high temperature making you shake with chills no matter how close seungcheol kept your body to his. “love, you with me?” he questioned after a few minutes of silence, but didn’t get a reply; you fell asleep fast, totally knocked out from the sudden wave of late night sickness. he was relieved to see that your immune system was trying to get that much needed sleep to heal, although he was concerned about the effects of not taking medication before your slumber; he didn’t have the heart to wake you so he let you rest anyways.

he never stopped holding you through the night, not even when he moved you to the bedroom and got a cold towel to put on your head, moving a trash can beside your bed just in case, or when he stayed up all night to watch over your distressed form, wishing that you would get better by the morning, kissing your cheek from time to time to let you know that he was there, that he was gonna take care of you no matter what.

[thehellsystem]

the varigo is killing me rn.,,. . do you have head canons

WRITING A VARIGO FIC RN SO YES Varian just never stopped being afraid of blood. So, one time, Hugo got hurt during the trials. Bleeding all over the place kind of injury. "Did Varian help him?" "Did Varian support him?" Varian dropped like a rock to the ground and Nuru and Yong found them knocked out and one of them covered in blood and they were like "...what is WRONG with these adults?" Playing Pokemon Violet DLC,,,,, Varian would have a Galarian Zigzagoon and Hugo would have a Zorua. They hate each other Olivia was NOT for Varigo. She was over here going "Nope that is MY Hugo, I have had him all to myself for years and you can't have him" and Ruddiger was entirely ready to have another human to feed him apples so they were just fighting each other. Still very bitter about having to share their people, though. AUs... thinking about aus Specifically a Star Rail au where Varian is Mara-struck. That appeals to me. I could write that. But I don't want to share vat7k with people that like hsr because nothing is scarier than having a popular fandom in your fandom of like, twelve people. SPEAKING OF HOYOVERSE GAMES Varian would have a cryo vision. Since they stand for conflicted ideals most of the time, he'd probably get it during the snowstorm. His ambition was to save his dad, but he wanted to listen to his dad so badly. Hugo would PROBABLY have a pyro vision. I think he'd get it after Varian got posessed, because most of his life was spent doing mindless thieving. The second he could focus on something else, he realized how much he just wanted a calm life. He looked at his crush being posessed and went "I am NOT doing this again! Jesus!" Varian listens to Michael in the Bathroom on repeat at 12am every night and Hugo is So Tired of it. He's a Heathers fan and cried listening to Someone Gets Hurt (Reprise) from Mean Girls. They like horror movies but are both objectively afraid of them. In the bad way. Varian watches that one really fucked up episode of My Little Pony and is out for the rest of the year on horror movies. He kins Stygian.

Varian and Ruddiger copy each others expressions. Olivia noticed this and got EXTREMELY jealous, so she started doing it with Hugo. They both have their little vermin copying them. Hugo does not have Can Eat Spicy Food Swag. He only has White Boy Swag. Hugo and Rapunzel do white girl shit together. Rapunzel loves Varian very much, but she and Hugo are posing together for Instagram pictures and buying Starbucks and going to Target. Hugo with a braid is real to ME because I feel like that reminds him of Rapunzel. Varian thinks it's funny. ON THE SAME NOTE Hugo does not understand Rapunzel. He doesn't understand people who do nice things for no reason. If he's doing something nice, it's because he expects favors back. Even if the favor is just something like a kiss from Varian or a good pat on the back from Eugene. Rapunzel will give him little gifts and he panics because he doesn't know what she expects back from him. Varian has to explain that she's just That Nice. He's very concerned. They participate in actively sitting in each other's laps. Ask them when the last time they sat in an actual chair was and they stare off into the distance and have a flashback scene in their mind. Hugo is objectively uncomfortable to sit on but his scrawny twink ass is just laying on Varian whenever possible. Royal meeting and they don't have an extra chair for him? Don't worry gang, he already has one!

They are both deranged! Yippeeee!

[trentsixtysix]

i’m soo happy there’s more trent writers on here ☺️ could you write one where you pick him up from international break and you really missed him etc.. xxx

Missing you

Summary: You cant wait to see Trent after 2 weeks away, spoiling him with a relaxing night and comforting him after the match.

DISCLAIMER: Sorry it's a short one, and I had to add a teeny bit of sad Trent in it! Still not over how he didn't get picked for the squad against Germany :(

Word Count: 1.1k

Fluff

'What you upto?' Said the text on your phone, which you hurriedly went to check after seeing your screen light up, knowing it was from Trent.

You had about 4 days between you to relax before he was away for International break, and it was nowhere near enough, with him leaving immediately for England camp a few weeks ago. It was nearing 12am now, meaning you knew he was about to go to bed, wanting to check in on you one last time.

'Getting ready for bed, wbu?' You responded, switching the TV on in your bedroom for some background noise, feeling lonely without him next to you.

'Can you call?' He asked, which was an irrelevant question as you received the incoming facetime call notification before you could even respond, even though you'd always say yes.

You knew he'd be upset right now, needing comforting as you'd recently heard the news he didn't make it for the squad against Germany, not even as a substitute.

You'd sent him a few messages consoling him before, but had received no response, hoping he would talk to you later.

'Hi baby.' You said, seeing him slumped against his bright white pillow, a smile instantly forming when he saw your face.

'I miss you, when am I seeing you?' You asked, after your boyfriend told you he was planning on attending the match anyway, showing his support - once again reminding you of how big his heart was.

'It's gonna be late, like this time tomorrow, you picking me up from the train station?' He checked, as you confirmed and caught up with the rest of your day with him, rambling about nothing whilst he paid an attentive ear, not fussed that you wouldn't shush, just grateful he had someone there for him right now.

'Ok I'll leave you to get some sleep now.' You giggled, noticing it was almost 2am.

'And remember T...You know how good you are, don't let this put a spike in your confidence.' You added, blowing him a kiss before he told you he loved you and wished you goodnight.

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Match day rolled around, and after a busy day you ran out of time to watch it, falling asleep as soon as you sat on the sofa for a break, benefitting you in the long run as you caught up on some sleep before you had to be awake in a few short hours to collect Trent from the train station.

Before you set off you made sure to cook Trent his favourite, homemade spag bol because you knew he would be hungry, and it was the least you could do to show him he was appreciated.

'I'm outside.' You texted him, waiting for him to meet you in the carpark and for you to see him, a day you'd been waiting for ever since he left.

You had underestimated how much you'd miss him, as you were both normally away a lot for work, but it wasn't until 3 days in that you were wishing he was next to you in bed again, annoying you whilst you tried to study, and begging you to play fifa with him, even if he'd throw a tantrum when you won.

He was still in his England fleece, carrying his single suitcase (which you still couldn't believe fit everything inside) and his phone.

He flashed a large smile when he saw you through the car, his dimples prominent causing you to unlock the door and meet him halfway.

'Baby!' He laughed, engulfing you into his arms as he kissed your head repeatedly.

'Thank God! couldn't cope without you.' You confessed, puckering your lips for him to kiss you.

'Me neither, the boys insist they heard me sleep-talking about you.' He joked, making you ugly laugh as you unlocked the boot for his suitcase, both of you hopping into the car.

The drive home was sweet, due to traffic you had around 45 minutes to joke about and catch up with each other in the car, informing him of the spaghetti you had cooked for him.

'And you didn't burn the house down? Proud of you.' He said, knowing last time the bolognese sauce came out charred after you had forgotten to take it off the heat.

'How you feeling?' You asked him upon entering the house, knowing he was upset on the inside that his football abilities had been questioned.

'It is what it is, all I can do is improve for next time.' He confessed, making you smile as that's what you told him before, happy he was taking your advice.

He watched you as you plated up his food for him, making sure the sauce to pasta ratio was perfect, aware of how it could ruin the whole meal when there was too much sauce.

'Thank you baby, this is what I needed y'know.' He told you, devouring it as you watched the time.

2am.

You ran a bath for him, as he waited in your bedroom, checking his phone for what felt like the 1000th time that night, slightly worrying you as you hadn't seen him this fixated on Twitter since the Champions League final.

'Stop that.' You called, making him look up at you through the bathroom door which was wide open.

'Stop what?' He playfully asked, switching his phone off, even though he knew what you were talking about.

He walked over to you whilst you were sat at the edge of the tub, adding a few more squirts of bubble bath to make it extra foamy for your diva boyfriend, making him smile in adoration for what you did for him, wrapping his arms around your neck gently to cuddle.

'You really shouldn't look at that stuff, only you know your weaknesses.' You told him, watching as he undressed before you, the two of you too tired to initiate anything tonight, simply kissing his cheek as he took in what you said, making your way back into the bedroom to wait for him.

He knew you'd already have dozed off by the time he got out of the bath and showered, with him teasing you all the time about how you could never stay awake in public either, but the sight to see you so peaceful in your bed brought a smile to his face, making him laugh to himself.

You felt him roll into bed next to you shortly after, and although you were asleep, you made sure to turn to him, raising you arms for him to wrap himself around you, the two of you interlocked as you slept contently.

'Thank you Y/n.' He said, kissing your forehead, making you stir, noticing a small smile appear on your half-sleeping face.

'I love you.' He whispered, as you managed to croakily tell him you loved him back, before the two of you were out immediately, exhausted..

[ellesliterarycorner]

Tips for NaNoWriMo 2022

NaNoWriMo 2022 is 12 hours away! I will not be staying up to midnight to start writing cause your girl needs her sleep, but I am still so excited to write tomorrow! Last year, NaNoWriMo went extremely well for me, and I’m trying not to hold myself to the same standards this year cause I’m in the middle of college apps now. Still, I am so in love with the story I’m going to be writing, and I cannot wait to dive into this new world with all these new characters. NaNoWriMo can be extremely intimidating, especially if it’s your first time trying it out. 50,000 words in 30 days is a whole lot of words in not a whole lot of days. Don’t worry! Here are a few tips to keep NaNo 2022 as stress free and fun as possible.

Word Vomit and Writing Sprints 

My biggest problem when doing NaNo in past years is that I let my perfectionism get in the way of just writing! I never believe in editing as you write, but it’s especially bad when you’re writing for NaNo. December is for editing whatever mess you wrote; November is for actually getting it all down. Normally, I don’t do word writing sprints, but writing sprints during NaNo are the most helpful things on the planet. Challenging yourself to sit still and write as many words as possible for 5 minutes is so helpful in reaching your daily writing goal! I often call the product of those little writing sprints ‘word vomit.’ It’s messy, probably makes no sense, and will definitely end up getting deleted later, but it’s words and they’re on the page. That’s the most important part! I talk about this more later, but NaNo is not about writing pretty; it’s about writing fast. My favorite thing to do during NaNo is employ the trusty bracket method: if I have absolutely no clue what to write next I simply write a short description of what I want to happen in brackets and move on to the next thing that I know I can write. This is one of the times when quantity is far better than quality. You’ll have time to make it pretty later. For now, just do a writing sprint, and word vomit!

Winning Isn’t Everything!

It’s the only thing! Jk jk. I have a complicated relationship with the “winning” and “losing” aspect of NaNoWriMo. On one hand, it is kinda a competition, but on the other hand, saying you either win or lose something puts a whole lot of pressure and stress on it, especially for young writers. I used to get so upset when I ‘lost’ NaNo even though I had written thousands of words and completely exhausted myself in the process. Now, I tend to take a much more lax approach to it, and I think that comes from having been on both sides of it. 'Winning’ and ‘losing’ Nano has been pretty much equally beneficial to me as writer and as a person. It helps you grow and learn what works for you and what doesn’t work! Now, I’m not saying all this to say that I’m just going to relax and not even going to try to write 50,000 words in November. I definitely am going to try, but at the same time, writing something is better than writing nothing, so I count that as a win either way. If you are completely committed to doing whatever you can to reach your NaNo goal, though, make sure to be kind to yourself. We’re only human!

Playlist? Check! Tea? Check! Chocolate? Check!

Some people jump straight into NaNo without an outline and with only a vague idea of what they’re writing. Some people (me included) have a full detailed outline ready to go at 12AM. It doesn’t matter which side you’re on. But, I do recommend no matter what, take at least five minutes to decide where you're going to write! It doesn’t have to be the same place every time even though I do love me a good little routine. Maybe you carve out a little space in your room, or you have your favorite writing nook in your local library! Whatever works for you and your writing process! I also recommend having a little writer bag. I take mine with me to school every day. It has my headphones, my planning notebook, my laptop charger, a bottle of CrystalLite iced tea, and some Hershey Kisses: all the things that bring me joy and prepare me to get in my writing headspace. Having all those things nearby and easily accessible helps cut down on prep time and decreases procrastination or my worst enemy. 

NaNo Your Way!

This is probably my biggest tip. I didn’t start actually winning and enjoying myself until I realized that it really didn’t matter what anyone else was doing. It was me against me. My own self-doubt was my own worst enemy. That means that during NaNo do whatever you want! If you want to write 50,000 words of poetry instead of a novel, do that! That is still 50,000 words of writing, and that is a major accomplishment, and tbh, slightly more impressive. The beauty of NaNo is how every person does it differently, but we all come together to create something at the end of it! Don’t worry about finding the perfect word or filling all of those plot hole! Like I said earlier, all of that will come later! Take full advantage of the absolute messiness of NaNo! You don't have to write anything to please anybody but yourself. If you do happen to be writing something that you want to edit later and publish, then whatever you write in a first draft is for those future versions of you to edit and rewrite. Right now, it’s worthy just as it is, and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.  

[mirlvshft]

day 4 of reya singh’s 4-day mind reprogramming process! .𖥔 ݁ ˖ִ ࣪⚝₊ ⊹˚

day 4: today is the day you will shift. anchor this firmly in your mindset. as you go through your day and routine, consciously connect every action to shifting. drinking water, brushing your teeth, showering, watching tv, breathing, eating— associating literally every activity, no matter how mundane, to bringing you closer to shift. even negative experiences can be reframed as stepping stones toward this goal. let this relentless positive focus saturate your consciousness. this day takes you into your desired reality.

alright!! this is technically not day 4 as it would’ve been monday the 5th not today (tuesday 6th) so, excuse that, i’ll explain. anyway! before we get into this, i just want to state: no, i did not shift, but maybe got close. this attempt is similar to another. i will explain what happened and my overall thoughts about this process. long post!! (˘ŏ_ŏ)

⋆⋅☆⋅⋆what happened?⋆⋅☆⋅⋆

so to address the timeline, i did attempt to shift monday which is the official 4th day but right when it hit 12am for me since i’m in bed by then. i love “awake” methods, they’re all i usually do but i can only do them at night when i am left alone and nothing is bothering me. i’m busy during the day and there’s never a quiet moment.

i did everything as usual, i got myself ready for bed, buzzing with good energy and semi-controlled giddiness. i lay down, put my headphones on and i listen to reya’s guided meditation. i get into a nice deep calm state, i don’t feel my body too much and i’m very relaxed. i affirm and affirm, keep relaxed. i don’t feel any “symptoms” per se, maybe like a tingling sensation here and there but i barely notice (i know i don’t need to experience these). so this continues on and eventually i go in and out of consciousness. the whole time i doze off and come back, i hear the subliminal music in my ears and no cue i’m in my wr. i remember getting frustrated but not why, i wasn’t mad i wasn’t in my wr or anything i know that for sure. really strange, but i’m not thinking much of it. in summary, i fell asleep and nothing much happened.

that brings me to 12am today. i got ready for bed as usual and around 11:20pm (of yesterday) i’m finally in bed. i’m looking through notifs, apps, etc., then i decide to shift again. because why not? fuck it, let’s do it.

so after reviewing my script (and adding to it), i lay back with alunir’s guided meditation playing in my headphones. i’ve used it several times before. i relax immediately, etc etc etc., you know how it goes. again, not many “symptoms”, i barely notice the smaller ones like tingling. i get into a very very relaxed state, can’t feel my body much and i affirm and set my intentions as i hear what alunir says. like the last attempt, i doze off a little at first but then i’m fully awake. and soon i start smelling the faintest scents of rain and cologne (scripted this for my wr). i’m even calmer than last time this happened, got excited but i shut that shit down quick to focus. another cue i had in mind to know i’m in my wr is connor “waking” me up. he would gently wake me up not by talking but touch. (i’ve yet to post abt him, i will soon. he’s connor from a game called detroit become human. he’s like my assistant(?) in wr)

man i just remembered as i’m typing this up, i felt a shove to my arm/shoulder. it wasn’t aggressive but not so gentle, somewhere in the middle. i can’t tell if this was just a jerk my body did or something more for a split second. i don’t know what to define it as but i’m more sure it was just a jerk than anything else.

⋆⋅☆⋅⋆overall thoughts⋆⋅☆⋅⋆

i think this is an amazing process. i believe it really helps lock down your belief in shifting as well as whatever you want to work on while using this. i felt pretty confident about my abilities to shift and it helped strengthen my positivity about shifting as a whole.

throughout all the exercises of this process, it helped strengthen so many parts of myself. reflecting on my journey thus far and what i hope to get out of one of many lives is so incredibly motivating and eye-opening. it gets you to really sit down and think about what you want and what you see for your overall life. this process really helps you see your dr(s) as a real place. not something you can only dream of but a real place where you can be. where everyone around you is real and have very real lives.

i definitely recommend others to try this process out. even if you don’t end up shifting, it can help strengthen your mindset and get you to think deeply about your dr(s). in turn, get you that much more closer to shifting!! ◝(ᵔᗜᵔ)◜

[wonjinburger]

writing prompt #04

bumping into each other as solo travelers ; park sunghoon

태양보다 찬란한 . . . 그게 바로 나

INFO : : park sunghoon x reader / romcom

wc : <1600

notes : this was lowkey rushed bcs i had an idea at 12am but i had to go sleep but i couldn't risk losing the idea

20 JANUARY 2023 : :

2:04 - it's currently 2am and i've just landed in paris, and i'm now heading to my hotel room to take a long ass nap.

13:12 - jk the nap lasted from around 11 hours. now it's 1pm and i'm going to go out for lunch. i've heard a lot of good word about a specific cafe so i'm gonna go try it out!

13:37 - the weirdest things just happened what the fuck? i bumped into this guy, who was really hot btw, by accident. obviously i apologized for it like a normal person but he just scoffed at me and left?? thanks for that random stranger.

23 JANUARY 2023 : :

12:02 - i just had a quick snack and i'm currently on the train to versailles, i wanted to have a quick look at all the beautiful architecture. i find versailles to be such a romantic and beautiful place lol

12:28 - i've arrived at versailles! i have a tour booked for today at 1pm, so i guess i'll walk around versailles for now.

13:13 - no fucking way, the guy i bumped into a few days ago is here too, like, in the same tour group as me. i said hi and he basically looked at me weird and left me standing. thank god idk this guy and i'll never see him again, he seems like an ass.

14 APRIL 2023 : :

10:16 - hi journal, today i'm in the netherlands, i heard about the keukenhof tulip garden and of course i had to come here. i just had breakfast at the hotel i'm staying in and i'm about to head out to the garden to see all the pretty flowers!

11:11 - THE GARDEN IS SO PRETTY OMG BUT THAT EXPERIENCE WAS LOWKEY RUINED. by who you may ask? by FUCKING FRANCE DUDE?? WHY IS HE EVERYWHERE???? like i was taking photos of the pretty flowers and boom, suddenly i see him through the lens of my camera, please get this guy out of my life

11 MAY 2023 : :

00:01 - i have finally done one of the things off my bucket list, and that is to visit switzerland! i always saw tiktoks and photos of the amazing view and obviously i had to come see for myself, but it's 12am rn and i am really tired so i'm gonna go sleep, then i'll explore in the morning

11:42 - okay i woke up a few minutes ago which is quite late, but i'm gonna go down to the hotel's cafeteria and have some brunch before i explore the town

4:51 - hi this isn't funny anymore, i literally just set foot into an eatery near one of the places i was visiting and i see france dude, AGAIN. can he just get out of my life atp please, i'm so sick of seeing his annoying (but ig good-looking) face. AND WHY IS THE ONLY AVAILABLE SEAT LIKE NEXT TO HIS TABLE???

-- (☆)

i'm going back home to korea today, i think i've been travelling way too much, so i'm going to go home and rest up and spend time with my family and some friends.

i boarded the plane and by that point it was 11pm and i was honestly drained. i spent a whole day exploring the more nature-y side of switzerland and the view definitely did not disappoint.

i sat myself down in my assigned seat and was so ready to fall asleep at this point. a guy walked over and sat next to me, and i bet you won't be able to figure out who was gonna be my plane seatmate for almost 12 hours. yeah it was france guy. he seemed pretty surprised to see me too i think.

after he sat himself down next to me, he looked at me, maybe i was staring too hard.. "hey" i looked at him, question marks practically all over my forehead. "can you stop staring at me" i scoffed at him, this guy is ridiculous!

the plane took off a few minutes later and i was starting to doze off, and unfortunately for me i left my neck pillow in my luggage by accident, so my head was dropping left and right.

i suddenly woke up and it felt like i was lying against something? i sat upright to see what i had been sleeping on, and it was france dude? he woke up when he felt me getting up. "you're finally up, my shoulder feels like it's about to dislocate"

'okay sorry for accidentally sleeping on your shoulder but like, rude much'

"oh shit, i'm so sorry. i left my neck pillow in my luggage and i think i just passed out suddenly" he scoffed and i was so close to losing my shit not gonna lie. but the next moment, he handed me his neck pillow and i looked at him while holding the neck pillow. "just use it, i'd rather you use my stuff than you use me" damn okay stranger. "oh, thanks?" and soon he attempted to go back to sleep.

it was currently 8:59am, which meant we still had probably less than 2 hours left of this plane ride, and i was thanking heavens because 12 hours next to this guy would've been hell if i weren't fast asleep.

france guy was moving around in his seat and i assumed he couldn't fall back asleep. i tapped on his shoulders a little to get his attention "hey, you can have your neck pillow back, seems like you can't sleep, and i'm pretty energized right now" he looked at me and sighed "it's fine, i'll just give up on going back to sleep".

after that it was pure silence. and i couldn't stand it so of course i had to open my big ass mouth.

"so.. you travel a lot?" he nodded his gaze fixed on his phone. "alone?" he nodded again still focusing on his screen. damn talking to this guy is so hard. let's bring up the past! "you remember the first time we met?" he finally looked at me. "we've met?" are you fucking serious right now.

"i bumped into you on accident in paris back in january?" he thought about it for a second before replying. "oh! i remember now, you bumped into me and almost spilt your hot coffee all over me" "hey! it almost spilt on me too okay, and i apologized for it" he shrugged it off and went back on his phone.

"you know, i kept seeing you around while i was travelling and at some point i thought you were stalking me" he looked back at me again, his eyebrows furrowed this time. "what the fuck why would i stalk you, i don't even know you?" "it happens sometimes" "hey, for all i know you could be the one stalking me right now" i was taken aback, speechless, i can't handle this guy oh my god.

"you know, your looks and personality clash a lot" he gave me a look that said 'wtf do you mean'. "you're a good-looking guy, like, i'd definitely date you if your personality was nicer" he stared at me for a while and chuckled a little. "for your information i have a great personality" "it sure doesn't seem that way" he scoffed and put his phone down before looking me in the eyes.

"i'm nice to people i'm close to, last i checked, we don't even know each other." "maybe we can change that" he looked shocked by what i said. honestly i'm shocked too, but i mean, he's pretty hot, it would be a wasted chance.

"you want us to get close?" i nodded. "you're ridiculous lady" i rested my head in the palm of my hands as i kept eye contact with him "it's y/n, lee y/n. and you are?" he looked at me in disbelief for a while. "i can't believe this is happening." he let out a deep and heavy sigh before introducing himself. "i'm park sunghoon."

"nice to meet you sunghoon. oh, i was gonna ask if you were korean, but your name just confirmed it for me" "are you heading home right now?" i nodded to his question. "homesick?" he asked, and i nodded. it seemed like he was feeling homesick too. "maybe we should hangout sometime while we're in korea" i blurted out suddenly, to my surprise he didn't oppose of this idea.

i then pushed my phone towards him, "can i have your number then?" he looked at my phone, then at me. "are you hitting on me?" i don't know, was i? i mean, i am interested in him, so i guess? "yeah i am, so what do you say, can i have your number? and maybe we can go out sometime and maybe even travel together?" he stared at me in shock, but his reply lowkey shocked me too.

"sure, let's go on a date soon"

[potionsprefect]

A New Life

Pairings: Ethan Ramsey x Victoria Clarke

Word Count: 1.6k

Summary: Luke and Lily are welcomed into the world

Rating: General Audiences

Category: Fluff

18th September 5:23am

Victoria was awake very early, the sun wasn’t even up and her husband beside her was still asleep, which was very unlike him as he was almost always an early riser. But with the anticipation of the arrival of their twins, both Ethan and Victoria knew that they needed as much sleep as possible.

But the day had finally rolled around and Victoria had become increasingly nervous. Today was the day that the twins would be delivered via c-section. By this evening, they would have their babies in their arms.

Despite the insistence by everyone around her that she should take it easy and try to relax as much as possible, Victoria found herself with too much to do. She had been ordering more baby grows and toys (despite Ethan telling her that they didn’t need anymore). Victoria had also been kept awake by the constant kicks she felt from the twins. She was anything but relaxed.

However, all the sleepless nights, endless kicks and the aches and pains would all be worth it, when their twins would be born happy and healthy.

Deciding that she wasn’t going back to sleep, Victoria sat up and pulled the duvet back, careful to not make too much movement so Ethan didn’t wake up and got up out of bed.

Slowly, she made her way to the nursery, flicking the lights on, illuminating the dark room.

Everything was set in place, the two cribs were placed in one corner of the room, the changing table in the other, the armchair was placed by the window, with the ability to look out to the garden when holding the babies.

Everything was ready for them, the only thing that was missing was the babies.

Soft footsteps got louder and Victoria felt a pair of arms wrap around her, making her way to her large bump, caressing it gently.

“Come back to bed.” Ethan whispered in her ear.

“I can’t sleep.” Victoria replied.

Ethan smiled. “I know. Today is the day. In just 3 hours we’ll be at the hospital, ready to welcome our twins.”

“I’m excited. But also scared.”

“I know, tell me what you’re thinking.” Ethan pressed a kiss to the side of her head.

“What if there’s a complication? What if something goes wrong? What if one of the twins is sick and has to stay in the NICU? C-sections can be extremely complicated.” Victoria said.

“And if that does happen, we will deal with it together. I am not going to leave your side, whatever we may face.” Ethan said.

“I can’t believe the day is finally here.” Victoria smiled.

Ethan pressed a delicate kiss to her forehead. “Me neither. This is it Vic. Our dreams are about to come true.”

They both smiled at each, ready for their next adventure.

11:12am

Victoria stared up at the operating room ceiling, her heart pounding in her chest. The team were making final preparations before her c-section would start.

Now the nerves were starting to kick in.

When they arrived at the hospital, they had been met with lots of good luck messages from their colleagues, Victoria smiled politely but it just made her more anxious.

The process was about to start, she would soon have her babies with her.

“How are you feeling?” A voice said. Victoria looked up to see Ethan, scrubbed up looking down at her.

“Do you know how incredibly sexy you look in those scrubs?” Victoria asked.

Ethan laughed. “I think you’ve been given a lot of medication.”

“Nope, I’m perfectly lucid.” Victoria replied.

“Well I’m glad you’re calm. That’s the main thing. They’re going to start soon.” Ethan held her hand.

As instructed, the midwives were talking to Victoria, taking her through her procedure and what to expect. Victoria had already researched this and being a doctor herself, she knew what was to come.

Victoria felt an incision on her stomach, however it didn’t hurt, the medication was doing it’s job.

Victoria looked up at Ethan who’s eyes were directly focused on her. “I’m right here.” He smiled.

“I know. Please don’t go anywhere.” Victoria said.

“Of course not Vic. However long it takes.” Ethan replied.

The doctors continued their job, various tools being passed amongst each other. “We’re going to get baby number one out now.” One of the midwives said.

Victoria felt her heart beat faster, the beeping of the monitor signified that.

“Mine too.” Ethan chuckled, giving her hand a squeeze.

A couple minutes passed before there was a cry, a loud wail pierced the room.

“Baby boy is out!” The midwife smiled. Another midwife took him and put him in a medical crib.

Victoria could feel tears burning in her eyes, she didn’t attempt to hold them back. “We did it Ethan. We’re parents.” She smiled.

“You did it. I’m so proud of you.” Ethan squeezed Victoria’s hand.

“Go be with him.” Victoria said.

“Are you sure?” Ethan replied.

“Yes, make sure he’s okay.”

Ethan nodded and headed over to where Luke was. He stared down at his son in wonder, he was finally a Dad. It had been a long nine moments but it was all worth it for this moment right here.

“Baby number two will be out soon.” The midwife said to Victoria.

“He seems good Victoria. APGAR of 8.” Ethan said.

Victoria breathed a sigh of relief. One was okay, now she needed the other one to be.

“We’re gonna take him to get cleaned up and we’ll bring him to you when you’re done here.” One of the midwives said as she tagged the baby with the correct number.

“Do you want me to go with him?” Ethan asked Victoria.

“He’ll be okay Doctor Ramsey. You should see the birth of your second child.” The midwife said.

“He’ll be fine.” Victoria reached her hand out.

Ethan took it, running a gentle hand over her knuckles. “One down one to go.”

The midwives moved fluently, working to get the second baby out.

“Almost there. Hang in there Victoria.” The midwife said.

“I’m trying.” Victoria said, excited to meet her child.

A few minutes passed before the midwife said. “Baby girl is out!”

She was placed on a crib, a small faint cry emitting from her.

“Why isn’t she crying loudly?” Victoria asked.

“She will.” Ethan squeezed her hand.

Victoria could feel her heart rate rising, she needed to hear a cry, she wanted her baby girls sound to be as loud as her brothers. She wouldn’t relax until she did.

Victoria looked to her right and saw the midwives attending to her. She was desperately waiting, it seemed like it was taking forever.

At last she heard it, relief flooded through her.

“She just needed a bit of help, we’re going to take her to the NICU.” The midwife said.

“Is she okay?” Ethan asked.

“She will be. It’s purely a precaution.” The midwife explained as they escorted their baby girl out of the room.

“Victoria look at me.” The other midwife working on her said. “Your babies are going to be fine. Sometimes they just need a little extra help breathing but that’s perfectly normal. We’re going to stitch you up and get you in recovery so you can see them.”

Victoria nodded slowly, looking up at Ethan.

“You did it Vic. They’re here.” Ethan smiled.

Victoria felt tears roll down her cheeks. “Mom and Dad.” She smiled.

The start of their new journey was here, and both were so excited for it.

7:34pm

Victoria was recovering well and was back in her room in the maternity ward, her baby boy sleeping soundly beside her.

Her baby girl was in the NICU but was doing well and the midwives said she should be able to come off the ventilator in a couple days. They reassured Victoria that it was normal for babies to sometimes need extra assistance and that she would be fine.

“He’s so small.” Ethan smiled as he stared down at his son.

“A good weight though for a twin. Same with baby girl.” Victoria smiled.

“I should go and check how she is doing. Do you want to come?” Ethan asked.

“I think it’s best if I stay here. But can you FaceTime me so I can see her?” Victoria reached for her phone.

“Of course.” Ethan said, pressing a kiss to Victoria’s lips and then a gentle one to their baby’s forehead. “I won’t be long.”

Ethan headed out the room and Victoria stared down at the baby. She couldn’t believe they were finally here. Victoria and Ethan couldn’t wait to take them home, they were finally a family, and they were so happy.

Her phone buzzed and soon Ethan was on her screen, smiling at her.

“She’s doing really well. They’re really happy with her progress.” Ethan explained.

“That’s brilliant. I think we should name them. We can’t keep calling them baby boy and girl.” Victoria laughed.

“You’re right we can’t. Do you still like the names we came up with?”

Victoria smiled. “I do. I think they go well. It fits them perfectly.”

“Then Lily here will be off the ventilator in no time.” Ethan said.

“And Luke will be getting unlimited amounts of cuddles in the meantime.” Victoria nodded.

“Luke and Lily sound like a double act. Hopefully they won’t get into too much trouble.” Ethan laughed.

“With you disciplining them how could they.” Victoria chuckled.

“I’m so proud of you. And the little family we created. I love you.” Ethan smiled.

“I love you too.” Victoria smiled.

Their family was now complete. And they couldn’t wait to see what was in store for the four of them.

Wasn’t that just so fluffy?!

Tagging in reblog

[remembertheplunge]

The sacred sign. signing off

Wednesday. 11/9/2005. 11:12am Southern,California

Moving session at the kitchen bar  in John and Ruth’s house in preparation for Ruth’s funeral tomorrow. ….

Cory read his eulogy for Ruth Ann.

Jeff played his songs including “The Way We Were”

Peg showed her family pictures.

Lisa showed me the computer (you tube)

Johnny showed us where Ruth’s hospital bed had been.

Odd, being here, ready to sleep on Ruth’s red fold out couch, and,

no Ruth.

Lisa told Peg “take it slow this am. Ease into it (the 11am service for Ruth Ann)

3:38pm

Well, home (Ruth and John’s home)

The “Funeral went great”

11/11/2005. 7:09am

 The gang rolled in (to John and Ruth’s house) with 10 or so floral arrangements from Ruth’s funeral and chatter and kids last night. John had hoped for a quiet evening. 

Regarding the funeral, Tim said he wanted to rush from the funeral and put on his shorts. Jeff and Lisa arrived late to the funeral after a morning power failure. He felt like his suit was suffocating him.

Jim said it was the best service he’d ever been to.

I think that Ruth Ann was there with us laughing and crying through the whole thing!

Seeing her sons, last night, at John’s signing the guest book. The sacred sign: signing off.

End of entry

Notes:

4/24/2024

Ruth Ann was my partner Jim’s cousin. She and her husband John were very close to Jim. I met them in 1997 shortly after Jim and I got together. Ruth and John’s adult daughter had been killed by a drunk driver in 1982. Ruth had gotten involved with Mothers against Drunk Drivers after that and as a result, did not think very highly of public defenders who represented drunk drivers. So when she found out that Jim and fallen involve with me, a public defender, she and John had to drive up to Modesto from their home in Southern California to check me out. And, when they did, we almost instantly became great friends.

Ruth had been diagnosed with vaginal cancer in 1994. She died from it on 11/2/2005 in her Southern California home..

Jeff was her son. Lisa was his wife. Peggy was her cousin from Indiana.

When Lisa showed me you tube in the above entry, it was the first time I’d ever seen it or heard of it!   

[100problemsbutmingyuaint1]

ATEEZ as Romance Tropes

A thing about me is I'm a tall, fire sign guy collector. And which other kpop group has tall fire signs???? Exactly. ATEEZ

Seonghwa - Red String of Fate au.

Like. Someone cuff him pls. Like. Once Hwa finds who is on his string's other end. Like. It's over. That's it. He's going to treat you right and you aint leaving. Bye.

Hongjoong - Office Romance.

Like. Y'all dont work in the same dept. But like just the same building/office. And y'all are basically commute buddies. Like. Yes. Joong will wait for you even when you have to work 2 hours OT because "he doesnt have shit to do at home". Leave me. I am soft. Y'all have a quicker dinner run ritual. It's where you guys go to this general store near the train station and like... y'all pick out the ready made bentos there for each other since y'all trying to be adventurous with food 😭

Yunho - Big, golden retriever bf and his tiny devil gf.

This is mostly because of self indulgence. But. Like. Yuyu would be patient af (like he be petty sometimes dont get me wrong) but he just has you... you who have all the rage in the world. But also, you insist to change lightbulbs in the apartment because "you gotta breathe the same air" with Yu sometimes. But like. Short fingers and high ceilings dont work together so Yunho will be in his gaming room and he'll just hear frustrated angry noises through his headphones. He finds you in the middle of the living room atop your 3-stair ladder trying to reach the light. Instead of changing the bulb himself, Yunho would lift you higher so you can do it yourself. For accomplishments ✨️✨️✨️

Yeosang - Coffee Shop Love Story

Nothing here to say except barista Yeosang. Kajdjd. That's it. Like. He's memorized your order and can make it while he's asleep because you never change your order and you always come in 6:30AM on the dot. Like... the line will be long, but your order is ready when you get to the register. Bye.

San - Church volunteer who isnt part of the church

This is based on San's thing where he was part of the church choir, but he's an atheist. Like. Okay. Sannie would tag along with his friends who attend the same church as you. Like he'll be there serving food in your church's soup kitchen because he thinks it's fun. And like. You're there because of Sunday school event. Would definitely ask you some brain fogging stuff about church and religion while he's scooping some mac n cheese on a plate. The happy ending is... y'all leave the church together and just... join a humanitarian organization.

Mingi - Next Door Neighbor Au

My mind is running wild with this one. Like. Yes. He would 100% ask for sugar at like 12am because he suddenly wanted to make cookies but like... he dont know how to bake. So y'all have an impromptu baking class at 12am on a Tuesday. Yes, he's helped you break in your bedroom window because you forgot your house keys one time. His shoulders hurt for like 2 days, but you dont need to know about that. He gave you a spare key of his apartment because... just in case... He says he doesnt want to end up climbing a bedroom window like you did.

Wooyoung - Enemies to Lovers

Idc idc idc. It is a cliche romance trope but Wooyoung is a menace and HE IS PEAK ENEMIES TO LOVERS. like. This man said that he liked that Joong was treating him poorly. I dont have to expound on this. Bye.

Jongho - Bestfriends to lovers

I have nothing to say about this. But like. Yes. This is the vibe I get from him. Like. He's on the calmer side of the ATEEZ spectrum. So I think... best friends to lovers suit him well. Like. It's not a surprise, but more so like. "Oh yeah, I knew it was you all along" type of beat. Bye. Bye. Bye. I am soft. Bye.

[chromotps]

Today my mind kept repeating "It's Valentines day" but everytime it repeats in my head I don't digest that information even though I'm surrounded by evidences. Am I a dumbass or am I a dumbass because I just now digested the information that it is -was, it's 12am here now, a new day- Valentines day and my mind was stating the obvious the whole but my soul didn't care 🥰. I can't, for the life of me, explain this properly. Anyways, Valentines with CoraLaw.

- Cora gifts Law a belt where he could put his collection of coins there. He also brought an addition to his collection. Law prefers to collect the coins himself but a gift from Cora is an exception, so he'll add it on. The coin is heart shaped.

- Law gifts Cora a heart themed gun holster and some limited and expensive brand of makeup (If this was a modern day AU, Law would definitely buy Cora Dior or something. Money, money money—).

- They ask each other first thing in the morning to be each other's Valentine. They seem like that type to me when they're together, it fits in my head.

"Good morning, Cora-san."

"Will you be my Valentine, Law?"

"Yes. At least greet me first next time. But yes."

/

"Morning, Law."

"Cora-san, will you be my Valentine?"

"...........................ye."

- Law gives the whole crew a day off, docking on an island to let the crew celebrate with other people and buy gifts and chocolates and stuff. He spends the whole day with Cora, ofcourse.

- They walk on the beach or around town, talking about anything and everything. They return to the ship just to celebrate with the crew for a moment and eat dinner and then they'd head to the beach, bringing a bottle of wine and sitting on the sand, talking about anything and everything again. They return to their room very late at night, and the leftover words is delivered through affectionate touches and kisses.

- They also give gifts to the crew and close friends and (chosen/found) family. Valentines is not just for couples, it's for friends, family and yourself! The gifts come with small portions of chocolate or the person's favourite food/snack/drink. Law is the type to put them in paper bags while Cora is the type to wrap them up. He tries his best.

Aaaand that's all, I'm supposed to be asleep right now lol. Happy valentines!! Hope you have a good day/night!

-S

Thank you! Happy Valentine's Day to you too!

awwww I love them both waking up and immediately asking each other like that ;;w;; I can practically see them both the night before, Cora vibrating with excitement bc this time he's going to DO IT, he's come to terms with everything he and Law are and he's ready. Meanwhile Law has been planning the next day in meticulous detail and even factored in the forecasted weather and the angle of the sun and the exact coordinates on the beach they should reach to get the best view of the sunset and. yeah. of course he's knocking out the actual asking first thing.

Then they end up asking each other at the same time, which Law didn't account for. Cora ends up laughing though, which gets a tiny smile out of Law, so it's okay...

I like the gifts to other people in their lives, too... It's just a nice thought...

[headies-world]

I Had Dreamed of This Day For Forever

Hotchner x Reader One Shot  

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Last night we spent the night together at our house because we knew we wouldn't be able to see each other today. We had to get ready and we agreed that he couldn't see me before I walked down the aisle to him. 

“Just stay here and leave early in the morning,” I said to Aaron. 

“Y/N, we made an agreement.” he said as he chuckled at my puppy dog eyes. “I'm not allowed to see you until you walk down that aisle tomorrow. I'm going to go to Rossi’s and spend the night there, so that in the morning I can get ready there.” 

“Fineeee, I guess you can do that,” I giggled as he came over and kissed my forehead. “I love you” 

“I love you too, Y/N. I can't wait for you to be my wife!” 

He grabbed his things and kissed me before leaving for Rossi’s. 

Later that night I called but he didn't answer. 

“Hey babe, I was just calling cause even though we have only been apart for like maybe 3 hours, I miss you like crazy,” I said leaving a voicemail. He was probably asleep at Rossi’s already. 

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It's 12am and my phone is buzzing. I look over and see Rossi calling me. 

“Rossi??” I said groggily. 

“Hey kid, sorry to bother but is Hotch still with you” he asks. Um that's weird, did he not go to Rossi’s? 

“No, why do you ask,” I say. A slight panic is coming over me. 

“Well he’s not here yet, so I thought that maybe he ended up staying at home and just deciding to leave in the morning.” 

“He left at 10 to head over to your place. He said he wouldn't break our promise even though I asked him to stay,'' I say laughing a little because Aaron was so stubborn sometimes. 

“Okay maybe he just went out on a drive for a little while. Let me call him and ill get back with you. Does that sound okay kid?” He asked and I replied “Yeah, just let me know.” 

“Alright, get some rest, you have a big day tomorrow. Goodnight” 

“Goodnight Rossi!” 

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I woke up around 6 am cause I couldn't sleep anymore. I was anxious because it was a big day and because of the call with Rossi last night. 

Hey Rossi, did Hotch end up at your house last night? 

Hey kid. No, I tried calling him but he didn't answer. I'll ask Morgan or Reid if he went over to their places instead. 

Okay, thanks. 

Why didn't he go to Rossi’s, I thought. I tried to call him again but all I got was “Its Hotchner, leave a message and I'll get back with you as soon as I can”. 

I immediately called Garcia. 

“Hiya sweetpea! Are you excited for today?! I can't wait to see you in that beautiful dress.” 

“Hey Garcia, actually can you do me a favor and track Hotch’s phone? He was supposed to go to Rossi’s last night cause we had a promise but Rossi called me at 12 and said he wasn't there yet. I just texted him and he said he never arrived. I tried calling Hotch but he didn't answer.'' I say nervously as my leg bounces up and down. 

“Yeah give me one second” she says in as calm of a tone as she can. “Um, it looks like his last location is on the side of the road on Highway 12. That's all I can find.” 

“Okay, thank you Garc-” 

“Wait, I just found something else.” 

“What is it?” 

“An article was posted early this morning that there was a single car crash on highway 12” 

No. This can't be real. 

“Y/N?” Penelope says slowly. 

“When did they say the car crash was?” 

“10:25 pm” Penelope whispers. 

My heart stops. I feel like im going to vomit so i rush to the bathroom head hung over the toilet. 

This can't be happening. 

“Garcia, I gotta go.” I say trying not to cry. 

My phone rings, I pray it's Aaron. Its not. I pick it up. 

“Hello”, I say softly. 

“Hello, is this F/N L/N? This is Sheriff Vasquez with the DC Police” 

“This is her.” 

“You are Aaron Hotchner's emergency contact. We wanted to inform you that he passed away last night at 10:30 due to a single car crash. He is at our quarters and we wanted to know how you would like to proceed.” 

“I can be up there in 2 hours.” I say straining my voice to get the words out. 

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I had dreamed of this day for forever. Forever being when I met you. Your kind eyes and gentle smile made me think that I wasn't romantically hopeless. It's officially our wedding day.

As I’m sitting with my mom and dad, my mom looks over at me and says “Y/N are you ready?” 

“As ready as I’ll ever be.” I say back while looking in the mirror. 

My head was reeling back to the memories of the last four years together. I never thought that this day would come so quickly. 

“Mom, Dad?” 

“Yes, honey,” they said, looking back at me. 

“Let’s go,” I say as we walk to the car. 

I tried to keep it together. Today, I was supposed to be happy, but I couldn't be. I was supposed to walk down the aisle to you with all of our family and friends there. Now, I'm here in utter shock and confusion as the world around me spins and I can't do anything about it. 

I walk in the station with my mom and am met with Sheriff Vasquez. 

“You must be Y/N,” he says politely. 

“Yes, that's me.” 

“Follow me.” 

We get into the morgue and there is a body covered in a sheet. I pray that it isn't actually you under there. My mom nods towards me, silently saying that she's right there. The sheriff pulls back the sheet. 

The once sparkling brown eyes were lifeless and there was no trace of a smile on your face as I looked down at you. All that I knew was ripped away from me. I couldn't handle it. My knees gave out and I fell to the floor sobbing as the kind caring man that I love and was going to marry laid lifeless beside me. 

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A week later

A week later I was at your funeral. I didn't want to go because that would make it more real than it felt like. 

You know when people get their arms or legs amputated and they get phantom limb syndrome? That's what it has felt like for me since you have passed. I still feel your body in our bed or I feel your arm around my waist. But it's not real. 

As I got ready, I looked through all of our pictures and wondered what our life would have been like. I dozed off as tears streamed down my face. 

“Y/N it's time to go, '' Emily says. 

“Huh?” 

“I said it's time to go, '' she repeated. 

I got up and grabbed my things as the team waited in the living room. It was a silent ride to the cemetery. When we got there we got out to hear the service. 

I couldn't take it. Morgan was sitting beside me and pulled me into a hug. I sat sobbing into his chest. 

When the service was over, I sat leaning my head on his headstone. The team standing by the cars waiting for me 

“Hey Aar. I know you can't hear me but I wrote you a letter.

Aaron my love,

I wish I could have told you this a million more times but I love you. You were the best thing to come into my life and I am eternally grateful. You had me wrapped around your finger the moment we met and I knew that you were going to be the person I married one day. You made me be my truest self and a better woman, and taught me how to love unconditionally through the ups and downs of our relationship. My favorite memory of you is when we were at rossi’s stupid dinner party after 2 months of dating and i had gone to the bathroom and when i was coming back i heard you tell the team that ‘this is the girl im going to marry’. I called my mom instantly and told her and she said ‘I know, he’s already asked for permission’. I blushed so hard that you had already asked her and my dad for permission to marry me. I knew it was way too soon but if i had known how things would have ended up i would have had Rossi marry us on the spot. I promise that you are my one and only love and will cherish our memories and time together for my life. I love you Aaron Hotchner and you were the dream I was waiting for to come true. 

Love, 

Y/N” 

As I get up I place the baby’s breath and yellow daisies on your grave and walk over to the rest of the team and my parents. I didn't want to leave because you were still there, but we got into the car and headed home. I knew one day I would see you again but until then, I would have to live with the dream of you constantly in my head. 

[justatidalwaveoffeelings]

Abby and Towsend talk like adults

There was a loud knocking at her door. She looked at the clock 12am. She thought that maybe if she did answer the person would just give up and go away. Instead the knocking got louder.

She opened it and none other than Edward Townsend was standing there. She wasn't in the mood to deal with him.

"If you keep knocking like that your going to wake the  faculty staff. Go to your own bed, Edward."

He walked past her into her suite knocking her on her shoulder as he went.

"Hey, this is my space and you can't just come barging in here and----"

His lips found hers. Strong and soft and sure. She was caught off guard for the smallest of moments. What the hell was wrong with her. She didn't want him like this, she wouldn't just forget. They had their fair share of fights but she wasn't about to get carried away in passion to let this one blow over. She needed clarity. He had told her the story but something was missing.

She put a hand on his chest slowly pushing away. He looked at her like he knew exactly what she was doing.

"Nuh uh. I'm not doing this. You can't just do this. We need to talk. Something I know you're not a fan of but if you want to stay with me your going to get better at it."

He put his hands on his hips and stared at her. "You barely talk with me. Even after I explained and we "made up".  Plus  you're not exactly the essence of great communication."

She rolled her eyes. Starting to get angry again. She couldn't help herself.

"You have a SON. An 18 year old with a literally terrorist. The woman who has been making it her personal business to torment my family. You think I'm just going to forget that you DIDNT TELL ME?!"

"So much for you being worried about waking the other faculty Abigail."

"Get out"

"No."

"Get the hell out of my face."

"Not until we talk, really talk, I said I was sorry. I don't really know how to get to you right now"

She looked in his deep blue eyes, as serious as ever. She didn't want to forgive him but he kept coming back to her somehow so maybe all of those crazy feelings she has had for him mean something.

She grabbed his arm and yanked him to the tiny couch. She shoved him to one end and she sat on the other. Knees crossed and arms folded.

"When did it start"

"Abby, I already told you," 

"No. When did it start."

"I was young, and foolish, and I thought at one point that I loved her. We worked together briefly, on a CIA/MI6 exchange.

We were handling sensitive materials and she was using me to get my Intel. Not that she ever heard it from me, more like my office.

We slept together on and off for about a year. Towards the end of that year i was suspicious about us and she finally tipped her hat like the crazy woman that she is.  It's been over ever since. I really didn't know. You've heard that before though. So what is that your looking for?" 

She took it all in. She had heard that before. Why did it feel like she needed something else? Security. She needed security.

"Why didn't you tell me that you were with her?"

He scoffed and dragged his hand down his face.

"Becuase it wasn't my proudest moment and I know how much you hate her and I---didn't want to push you away or lose what I have with you. Although now that you found out this way it's not seemingly hopeful either."

Abby couldn't help herself, she uncrossed her arms and scooted closer.

"Ya it was pretty stupid of you, but I don't think I'm ready to be done. Do you have any other crap things you need to own up to?"

He looked at her and smirked. "Even if there was anything left, you jumped straight into the deep end on the worst things Edward Townsend ever did."

"I believe you. I really care about you but I'm tired of our on and off again thing. This whole back and forth thing is hurting more now a days. I'm sick of it."

"What are you proposing, Abby?"

"I don't know. What am I to you? I thought we were more serious this time Edward. You didn't tell me that you were with her and then we have the added bomb that you fricken procreated with that woman."

"Abby, I'm sorry. I care about you. Seriously. I don't want to loose you over this but I'm getting so tired of having this conversation with you. What is that your looking for from me?"

She looked at him. She couldn't help herself, her eyes started to well and she went to stand. Unfortunately for her, he also stood. He pulled her to him and brought her head down to rest on his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around her.

She finally spoke.

"It just sucks. You feel so secure and happy and then all over again I don't know if I love you."

His head snaps back.

"Love. You love me?"

"Well I thought so but I'm so confused right now. I don't know what I think."

He looked at her confused?

"You don't know that I love you? More than I've loved someone before?"

She shook her head.

Apparently the weight of what he said washed over him so he threw in a small insult that she also annoyed him like no other too. They sat there for a moment. Both realizing they really were "in love" whatever that meant.

She went to kiss him. She said "I love you".

He smirked "I love you too. We will figure the rest out later."

She laughed a little. "No one can know though, okay?"

He just kissed her again.

[friendlypetdogg]

"𝙒𝙞𝙡𝙡, 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙣𝙚𝙬𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙖𝙙 𝙣𝙚𝙬𝙨. 𝙂𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙣𝙚𝙬𝙨, 𝙄 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖 𝙬𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣. 𝘽𝙖𝙙 𝙣𝙚𝙬𝙨, 𝙨𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝘼𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙣."

𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐕𝐢𝐞𝐰𝐬. 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨 𝐛𝐲 𝐲/𝐮/𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐭. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞. 𝐀𝐥𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐮𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐨𝐲, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭.

Unspoken Words Are Poggers Ones - TommyInnt X Reader

"𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰. 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞."

You head over to your f/c PC, grab your headset and boot up Twitch. You have a few notifications. Mostly only for new followers or streamers you watch posted or are currently streaming. You set up your streaming setup and grab the chat you use and place it in the bottom corner of your screen. You were deaf, you couldn't speak, but you didn't mind. 

TWITCH - y/u/n  Has Started Streaming

You put up your loading screen for your stream and headed to your kitchen to grab f/d and your favorite flavor of f/s. Rushing back to your desk you end the timer of how long till the stream starts. 

ElephantsArePoggers - so excited for you to stream again, it's been like 2 months

MikoTheDemon- ya, it's been forever y/n! I hope you are well

Animeweeb - mhm, hey y/n, did you know that Minecraft had an update?

You continued reading chat, a smile appeared on your face. "I did know they had an update, also for anyone concerned about me I am fine, if you have seen my Insta I went on a trip to my friend's house. Besides that anyone ready to see Bedwars?"Your entire chat starts spamming with yes, you smiled and loaded minecraft up. You went to Bedwars while your  kawaii music playlist  played in the background. Your team was teal, it was your least favorite color to be honest but you had no hate towards it. 

Hanko_2054 was killed by M/U/N

You pumped your arm in the air for excitement, your twitch chat saying 'good job!' or lots of 'aww' for making the kill.You kept playing round after round, with many people saying their goodbyes since they had different time zones. After about 3 hours you ended your stream, saying your goodbyes to chat. "Alright Chat, Imma head out but you might see me over at Tommyinnit's stream, but since it's close to 12am for me I doubt I'll speak, anyway enjoy your day or night!!!" You closed your twitch stream and  headed to twitter to tweet out about your next twitch stream with some fanart of the day.

Twitter - y/u/n tweeted something y/n is here to shout out some hella awesome fanart! @loversforyomama@thelostumbrella2002

Thank you so much for the fantastic fanart! Next stream is Tomorrow and Friday, can't wait to see you there!You were satisfied and jumped on your bed. You loaded up twitch again and saw that Tommyinnit was still  streaming, you were a big fan of his for a long time so you hopped into his stream.

"WILBUR GET BACK HERE!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA *Wheezes*"Your subtitles were in all caps. You smiled and realized the time, it being 11:27 PM you plugged your phone in the charger and fell asleep watching Tommyinnit. You woke up, seeing the time of 5:34AM. You rise up and grab your phone. Checking your notifications, you were @ on Twitter  so you checked it out. 

Twitter - Tommyinnit - PEOPLE, WHO IS   @y/u/n ???? MY TWITCH CHAT WOULDN'T SHUT UP ABOUT THIS PERSON. IS IT A WOMANNN????? HELPPPPPP TWITTERRRR. 

Holy crap. You were just @ by the world famous Tommyinnit, you couldn't believe it. You checked the clock again, you saw it was 5:45am so you got up and were ready to take a shower. You showered and ate breakfast before grabbing your bag for school . You were in your 2nd year of collage. You were currently 16 years old, but your birthday was coming up so you were gonna turn 17 soon. You read some books until 6:45, you paused it and got on the bus that was heading to your school. You sat in the back of the bus, seeing so many people commenting about Tommyinnit. Nobody knew you were y/u/n since you didn't show your face. Even if people asked for your socials you gave them your art accounts, you never owned a personal one. Just your twitch one so no body ever knew.

[thexflyingxpotato]

Saturday, April 1

(5:12am)

2023

Have you ever taken the time to isolate yourself for the sake of healing? To take care of your mental health, and learn how to regulate your nervous system, and get to the point where you feel you’re ready to socialize again and spend time with family? — Only to have your boundaries violated and find out your abuser has been playing the “poor me” card and painting you as the bad guy to the rest of the family?

Haha, cuz that’s me right now. 😅🥲🖕

I just fought through a lot of anxiety and got over a bunch of personal fears, made the effort and took time out of my day even though I was running low on my social battery to visit family since I had family visiting from abroad. And it isn’t like I’ll be able to see them for another few years. So you know, I felt it was important to visit.

During the visit I felt “Wow, this is nice. Maybe we can do this more often.” Then towards the end my abuser did a video call to my visiting family and they answered and STAYED ON VIDEO CALL with them. Not only allowing them access to my child and I, but also ANSWERING ALL THEIR QUESTIONS, about who I came with, what transportation did I take to get there, what time did we arrive, and how long have we been there.

———

Two nights before I was supposed to come over for dinner. I flaked because I had a personal emergency and couldn’t make it.

The night before I tried again and had texted before visiting to make sure they were home. My child fell asleep on the way there so we sat in the car waiting till they woke up from their nap. My abuser showed up and knocked on my car window asking me a bunch of questions and to get out the car already. My body tensed up and I felt so triggered as I did not expect them to be there. We started the car and left. I made it known to my family that I had left because my abuser showed up and I didn’t want to be around them at all.

———

I made it clear that I left BECAUSE my abuser was present. What made it okay for them to be on video call with my abuser??? Video call was created so you could be “present” without physically being “present” but it’s being “HERE” nonetheless.

I feel… violated. Betrayed. Disgusted. — I’m in disbelief and still in shock that my abuser uses pity in order to use my family to gain access to me. That my abuser STILL has access to me. That I made that boundary clear and here we are… thinking that maybe I could visit family more often, and then feeling like… I just might have to revoke their privilege and access to me and my child’s presence.

———

I’m feeling bummed cuz I have been super excited about being able to work on my projects lately… and here I am again having to put everything on pause cuz I need time to isolate and get my emotional and mental health back on track. 🙄

Maybe… it’s time to just— cut myself completely off from family so I can get the fuck on with my life and create all the things I wanna create and finally fucking flourish for once. It’s almost as if the thing that holds me back from having stable emotional and mental health and non-stop flowing creativity is my own fucking family.( ; ^ ;)

[bigjimbopickens]

Ok so I just had the worst flight experience ever in my 19 years of being a frequent flier and I really need to vent my frustration so hi Tumblr

Be ready for a series of unfortunate events except I’m not an orphan I am a 19 year old who was trying to go to northern BC to see my parental figure with my sibling.

December 18, 10am: We get to my home city’s airport and see that most of the flights are delayed because of the weather. It was quite snowy so we understood.

10:30am: Every flight going to Vancouver is cancelled. Shortly after every US flight is cancelled and then every flight with Air Canada is cancelled. Ours is only delayed for another hour but it was going to mean we miss our connection.

2:40-4pm: We finally fly out to Calgary and arrive just 5 minutes before our connection. However, it was at the other side of the airport and we missed it. It left without most of its passengers. If it had only stayed for just 10 more minutes this entire situation would’ve been avoided.

4:40pm: We are told to wait at the next gate as our flight was apparently rebooked. The gate was on the other side of the airport again so we all go there only to find out we apparently have to go to customer service for our new passes. Customer service is in an entire different area.

5:15-around 8:30pm: We join the long ass line for 3 and 1/2 hours only for our rebooked flight to be cancelled as soon as it was our turn. In the line we meet this woman who was trying to get to Halifax but missed the connection because she was delayed in Vancouver. She ended up buying me food because I was dying and let us go next instead of her. I’ll never forget her kindness and I hope she made it to Halifax. At around 8:30pm the massive flight board in the terminal is entirely red as every flight was cancelled. It was so eerie seeing everything be illuminated in red and everyone go silent in disbelief. I’ve also never heard anyone breakdown on an airport intercom before either. I honestly felt so bad for all the agents as that airport was severely understaffed.

9-11:40pm: We get our new passes finally and go to baggage claim and meet a friend of ours who lives in Calgary that we were able to stay overnight with. We wait for another 2 hours just to find out it was retagged and going on the next flight to northern BC.

12am, December 19: We finally leave Calgary airport. I forget how dry the air is there and also how wide the roads are. I used to live in Calgary but it’s been 2 years since I did. I go rest.

8am: I get woken by their cat. His name is Bart. Here is a picture of Bart.

9am: I call the airline to check-in so I don’t have to deal with it at the airport, since it’s what I was told to do. Turns out I didn’t need to anyways because I already had the passes and the bags were checked (this is important later).

2:30pm: We head out to try again. Once we arrive we notice how empty it was but once we were past security it was insane. So many people were stranded with nowhere to go. Made me realize how lucky I was to be stranded somewhere I’m familiar with. The flight boards were still red with cancelled flights but ours was still blue. We find out later its been delayed for an hour because it was held up at its previous spot but that’s okay.

6pm: After watching many flights get cancelled around us, we finally take off from Calgary. It was a very smooth flight, which is odd because it’s usually bumpy.

7:40pm: We disembark at our destination finally only to find out everyone who was rebooked on this flight’s bags didn’t actually get on the plane. They were put on random ones heading to the same place and hoped for the best I guess. We managed to find one of ours but the other is somewhere. I open it to check if anything had been damaged or taken and turns out it was opened to be inspected and an object had broken. It was something I made for a friend too.

11pm: The airline has the audacity to ask me how my experience was. I gave them 1 star and said “Sugma balls”. Like really, take me out to dinner first before you fuck me.

I somehow handled this well for being 19 travelling with a younger sibling who didn’t even want to go. Though I’m fucking exhausted. Normally I love flying because airplanes are my favourite thing ever but I had no time to enjoy looking at planes. I don’t blame any of the staff for this, it was entirely out of their control and they were doing their best with what info they had. They were severely understaffed at the airport and the airline had managed this whole situation so poorly. I used to want to work in the airline industry like my family does but I don’t think I could ever handle a situation like that as an attendant or agent.

Yeah uh, thanks for reading my misery. You can laugh if you want. I’m keeping the boarding passes so I can look back on this situation and hopefully laugh about it.

And to think I was actually the lucky one in this situation too. So many people remain stranded there with nowhere to go. We were only able to eventually get out because where I was going isn’t a very popular destination. It could’ve been so much worse but it also could’ve been so much better. One of my friends is flying through Calgary tomorrow so I hope he doesn’t suffer the same fate I did.

[idleglowingpixels]

It's 12am and I'm sitting here debating which fanfic WIP I should work on again q-q

The two Monster High AU ones could honestly be released interchangeably so I could work on either or (I mean, Trapped In The Rain happens after BOTH of these fics in the timeline so it's not like I'm hyperspecific about chronological releases). Though the Clawdeen POV fic takes place a few months before the start of freshman year and the Frankie POV fic starts even further back, but is mainly based on their first week's experiences being in a public high school for the first time, the beginning acts almost like a prologue. Also debating whether or not it should be written in 1st person to emulate Frankie's narrations throughout the G1 films (Also kinda reminds me of Cady's narrations in Mean Girls 2003, it fits the "fish out of water" trope so well).

But the PPG fic is JUST A SMIDGE AWAY FROM THE BEST FREAKING PART FOR ME TO WRITE IN THIS PARTICULAR BATCH as if Chapters 8, 9 and 10 weren't already absolute BANGERS to work on and have at least one scene that made me go "THAT'S THE ONE DUDE I AM COOKING" y'all are not ready cause I'm sure not lol. And I literally have like 2 1/2 chapters left to write before getting to my editing drafts, and I've been dying to share what I've got and finally update the fic after...I don't even wanna know how many months. :'D Definitely over 6 at this point, I am SO SORRY.

The last thing is a super secret 4th thing (and no it's not the potential Miraculous rewrite, that's debatable on whether I'm making it as of right now but we'll see cause I still have enough ideas and interest for it, just wanna get through this long-term WIP first). I'm probably not gonna share it on the blog or my AO3 but that's only because it's a different kind of WIP (also different fandom than any of my previous works) and idk I'll just keep it at that. But I've been working on it 5+ years (even earlier than the first XXY drafts back in 2019) and my LORD do I want to just complete the mfkin first draft that I'm only like 50 scenes away from finishing bhngvfdcfgvbdcx ugh

Also I've been drawing a lot more lately so expect some MH and/or PPG art whenever I complete more than a sketch lol. I LOVED making my little title cover thing for Trapped In The Rain back in October (the perfect excuse to let my shipping brainrot go feral) & sharing my AU version of Stitched In Style Frankie art (which btw idk if I ever mentioned it but my cousin is the GOAT and bought her doll for me as a Christmas gift!!! She's hanging out in-box with my G3 dolls). Having art to go alongside chapter updates for XXY and oneshot uploads for my MH AU is something I have a lot of fun making and it's something I would like to be consistent with moving forward. I will also probably make art covers for Chs. 1-7 of XXY too because I had felt like doing it at the time of uploads but just got too busy with life stuff. Last year was awful for me besides these fics and my blog. :') Also istg I need to make that Instagram account for my art that I share here! Maybe someday, if I do I'll let y'all know.