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aithne · 2 years
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syl-stormblessed · 2 years
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One of my favorite things about the locked tomb is that you just absolutely cannot predict where it's going. The first part of Nona (found in one of the previews) is labeled with "5 Days until the Tomb Opens" and I'm over here like "what the fuck does THAT mean??" Literally it straight up tells you that the tomb opens in 5 days and I still don't know what that means. If Nona turns out to be Alecto that's amazing for me and everyone else who thinks Nona is Alecto, but what then? Literally what happens when we find out who Nona is. What happens when the tomb opens.
Also where is this series even going????? How is Alecto the Ninth going to end literally what ending is this series heading towards. I have no clue. Will we get a Griddlehark happy ever after? Does John die for real? Does Alecto do...something? If anyone has theories about how the series will end please share them because I have no idea. Despite that, I'm sure that whatever end we get, we'll look back to page one of Gideon the Ninth and be like "oh my jod tazmuir is insane she foreshadowed the end of the whole series on page one and we were all too stupid to see it."
Tamsyn Muir made the most unpredictable series ever and yet she foreshadowed everything perfectly. There's a reason Act V of Harrow the Ninth is my favorite section in any book ever. It connects the insane, batshit crazy plot of Harrow and wraps it up in a nice bow. What I guess I'm saying is that Tamsyn Muir could tell us straight up how it ends and nobody would get it until it actually happened. This series is absolutely 100% unpredictable until tazmuir pulls it all together in the end and I love it.
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qrowscant-art · 2 months
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What artists/books/movies/music/etc would you say have been most formative to your style/subject matter? What inspires you most?
oh maaaannnn there’s a lot. what inspires me most is the fact that if i don’t draw or create regularly i turn evil <3 (thats mostly a joke, but i do get very irritable if i dont have some kind of creative outlet haha)
but here’s a too-long list of things that have rewritten my brain chemistry 🥰 dont take this as a list of reccs because some of these are 100% not for everyone LOL
for movies,
the alien franchise (except three fuck 3), the thing, 2001: ASO, colossus: the forbin project, videodrome, and mad god have all done irreparable psychic damage to me. if you can handle it, pleaaaaseeeeee watch mad god. absolutely gorgeous movie. i wish i looked like the assassin (shoutout 2 data for showing me it)
electric dreams is also good but it feels weird sliding it between those other reccs 😭 the tonal whiplash
for books,
house of leaves, obviously. absolutely disorienting narrative that was very fun to pick through and jump around. johnny’s sections are some of my favorite pieces of character writing, and i adore how the text and formatting turns the book into a labyrinth. my only complaint is figuring out similar things in css is HARD.
things have gotten worse since we last spoke is a disgusting novella (said with the utmost affection). its not something i can recommend to most people because it deals with some sickening topics, but it def shaped my love of horror
ihnmaims and tuf voyaging are two short story collections i read when i was far too young, and still enjoy today. also colossus the forbin project (the book). good 👍
the locked tomb series! what else is there to say but Jod Damn! alecto please
for games,
marathon trilogy! me when the ai have issues disorder🥰🫶 it can be difficult to play (use walkthroughs or mods to make things a little easier if you arent in the mood to be frustrated), but its worth it imo. shotgun and mousetrap if you even care btw
cecile richard and kitty horrorshow have been integralllll to my artistic development. cycles and gutless by cecile is the reason I started writing in twine, actually. still some of my favorite works :^)
disco elysium is amazing but everyone knows that. i think making readers feel uncomfortable and kind of pathetic is good, actually.
scorn is like. absolutely gorgeous. the game plays awful imo but its worth it for the eyecandy of lovingly crafted biomechanical horror. i got the art book as a gift and now it permanently resides on my desk.
signalis is a recent one but i watched my friend play through some of it and am itching to try it because AUGH. the vibes are immaculate (even if some of the combat is annoying hehe). @ that one anon who sent me a signalis recc, YOU WERE RIGHT. IT IS 100% MY KIND OF THING
there’s a LOTTT more, many of my inspirations i often forget about because i have an awful memory. i approach a lot of media consumption with the intent of “what can i learn from this?” (both narratively and mechanically) and fucking loooooveeee deconstructing things i enjoy. my toys 🥰
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malusienki · 8 months
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VERY LONG POST SORRY. THOUGHTS
lisette doing laundry and peeling potatoes gave me extra life honestly
AH MES AMIS BIS!!!!! DUDE. OH MY HFO PHENOMENALLY FICKING DONE.
il faut partir was LOVELY. AHHHHH!!!! AND SO WAS LIFERALLH EVERY OTHER THING SHE SANG BUT AGHHHHJJJJ
the woman playing the marquise also has my heart genuinely. I LOOOOOOVED HER!!!!!!!
this was SO SO GOOD I LITERALLY COULD NOT SORP GRINNING THROUHHPUT THE WHOLE THING!!!!!
i LOBED the little tidbits of silly dialogue and stuff like that
lisette rambling in french as she angrily peels potatoes gave me life pt 2
ENJOYED GHR FUCKING DISCORDANT SINGING DURING THE (i cant rememebr the behinnging$ WHERE SHE WAS SINGING THE ARIA ABOJT APHRODITE I LOVE IT SM.
ALSO THE WAY SHE ANGRILY PLAYED THE PIANO DISCORDANTLY WHILE SINGING
WVERY TIME RATAPLAN WAS SAID I LITERALLY INTERNALLY GIGGLED!!!! i am so normal about this opera
the DUCHESS HAD ME CRACKING UP SHE SPOKE ENGLISH AT RANDOM POINTS IT WAS SO RANDOM BUT SO FICKING FUNNY
salut A LA FRANCE IN PERSON LIFERALLY MADE ME REVIVED. I AM A NEW PERSON
TONIO MY FUCKING BELOVED. OHMY HOD. I SAID HI TO LAWRENCE BROWNLEE AND I WAS LIKE “THOSE HIGH C’S WERE AMAZING” AND HE WAS LIKE “CAN YOU SING THOSE” AND I WAS LIKE “NO” AND HE WAS LIKE “NOT YET?” NAD I JODDED “NOT YEEET” AND I LAUGHED AND I WISH I GOT A PIC WITJ HIM BUT JE WAS HOLDING THE DOOR
LISETTE CANE OUT AND I LITERALLY THINK I ASCENDED. THERE WERE GIRLS WHO WANTED A POCTURE BEFORE ME AND I WAITED AND MY HRANDMA WAS LIKE FIGHTING TK GET ME THERE AND I WAS LIKR “WAIY!!!!!!!!”
SHE THnked ME FOR BUYING HER ALBUM AND SHE WAS SO SO SO SWEET AND I CAN TELL SHE WAS TRHING TK MAKE SENDE OF MU RAMBLING AGABAHAHAHA
IM LITERALY GOING CRAZY.
I AM SO SORRY FOR the PERSON I AM BECOMING
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snowy-bones · 1 year
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NiGHTS is super amazing, I'm glad to find someone who likes it. I found a copy recently and just... Oh memories~ can't find my old merch I had of it. What's your fave merch of it if you had any?
i still have my copy of JoD!! i tend to play it from time to time. i also have two custom dolls that were made for me by a friend! i have NiGHTS and Reala. they are very pretty dolls and i cherish them!!
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Regarding your one-shot, there's a lot of potential here, but the absolute first thing I suggest is throwing out any expectation that your campaign should adhere to or resemble the plot of gtn.
To make tlt fit into the rules of dnd, this is what I would do: you probably shouldn't pair your players into necros and cavs for 2 reasons 1. Your players will feel restricted if you say that half of them must be necromancers and the others will probably have to be fighters or rangers 2. If your players are in pairs, they may feel they have to compete with each other, not cooperate as a group (bad).
For your purposes, I think everyone should be one envoy from the same house and tell one person to bite the necro bullet. And speaking of necromancy, you're gonna have to do a lot of homebrewing if you want to emulate the magic of tlt and even more if you're trying to fit in thanergy. I would recommend leaving magic as normal but expanding necromantic capabilities to make them more appealing. You can even remove certain spells from the wizard list. Revivify? Axe that, you won't be needing it. Go full Lizzie Borden on as many spells as necessary to suit your needs
As for plot... we can keep the basic structure. Representatives from each house arrive at Canaan to prove their worth to the emperor, but their efforts are sabotaged by a mysterious (and deadly) force. Everything beyond that is gonna be a bit loosy goosy.
Lyctorhood is a bit of a sore spot here bc classically in dnd that sort of power scaling reserved for extremely high level and experienced players (who could probably just become a lich anyway) as opposed to tlt, where hypothetically, anyone who knows the megatheorem could ascend. Additionally if you relay to them that ascension requires a blood sacrifice, they will probably just try to kill an npc they don't like and not a pc, totally ruining all of the horror of lyctordom. Not even to touch on the fact that your non-necro pcs will not have access to this power or an equivalent. They could get salty
Lyctorhood will need some tweaking or you can change what the emperor desires from the group. For instance, you could remove cytherea and have it be a good ol battle royale and the surviving group joins the emperor's saints. <- this is a stupid example that will immediately become a slog, but keep the message of it in mind. This is your campaign, not beholden to the rules or expectations of either tlt or classical dnd or even my suggestions here since I know I just made a Lot of considerable changes to the Canaan house situation
But no matter what you simply must play up the ghosts of Canaan house. What happened to Colum was horrifying and if I saw something like that as a player, I would simply shit myself.
Go wild, have fun, happy DMing 😁
Oh My Jod!! This is amazing, and exactly what I was looking for! I definitely want to play up the ghost thing, and you gave me so many ideas. I think the only thing I really need to think about then is what the actual trial encounters would look like, but I think I want them to try to get the keys and prove that their ‘house’ is worthy. I think I might homebrew some lyctor powers, and that I’m excited about! Thank you so much!
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strixton · 4 years
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things i have noticed about the social medias i'm on:
Tumblr: people litterally think they can't die when they are posting something, but when confronted in real life they will melt into goop on the spot and will have a panic attack. Also, G A Y. On top of that, you can post stuff about threatening government officials, but no females with tibbies
Instagram: I hate it. Give me more. I want more fanart and meme accounts. I am ignoring influencers and my basic cousins on there, and focusing on the cool guys. The ones who make amazing au comics and memes. Y'all are cool. Also people will full on rant in their stories while i just post memes in them.
Twitter: Politics. Politics and my Prophet of Jod account. That's all i know. All i see are politics and then some of the dttwt showing up and both are equally as scary.
Discord: You make a server. It lasts for a few months. It dies out. AND THEN SOME IDIOT AT 3 AM WAKES UP THE SERVER AGAIN AND YOU WAKE UP WITH 5 PINGS AND 100+ MESSAGES. Oh! Also the secret discord-o mode is cute
And finally, youtube: So i don't actually have a channel, I just watch stuff. The recommended page for me is actually decent for many things, I just want it to stop recommending me MHA tiktoks since I watched one 5 months ago
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twokinkybeans · 4 years
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Tumblr is screwing with my reblogs🤦🏼‍♀️ For the puppy play/electric play one: 🥵WOW WOW WOW I have to admit that I was apprehensive of this when you mentioned it to me but fuck does the puppy play spin make it amazing😍 I'm honestly left speechless (among other things😉)... how do you always do this to me For the breeding one: Oh man the bed was creaking🥵😶 Ngl apart from the chapter of JOD where Peter goes into subspace/drops this is my favourite work🥺 -Tae
OH YOU 🙈👀❤️ A a a a a a you have no idea how excited we are that you liked them! Honestly, I was super apprehensive about my prompt cause it's not something I'd ever do irl, but yes, the puppy play makes it work. As for the breeding, yes yes yes god that dirty talk was off the charts, Lien did an amazing job on it! I sent this ask to her so I'm sure she'll send you all the thanks later 😜😜😜❤️❤️❤️
-Kim ❤️
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stardreamt · 6 years
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Forbidden Love
A fanfiction about Teen Wolf featuring Stydia and friends. It’s really something I’m proud of. It’s my pride and joy. The best work of art I’ve ever written. Enjoy!
It was two in morning. Lydia didn’t know why she was in this coffee shop owned by none other than Derek and Christopher, the towns power couple. She had been fighting with herself on whether to tell Stiles. She knew he needed to know. She knew it was crucial to their relationship to stay honest, but she didn’t want to hurt him. She knew werewolves were her natural enemies and that it would cause problems with Scott and the others. She just didn’t know what to do. She was a vampire and she couldn’t tell anyone.
Stiles was tossing and turning in his bed. The pain was keeping him awake. He hadn’t told anyone but Lydia about the new gash on his side. He wasn’t going to heal from this and he knew it. That, however, he didn’t tell even Lydia. That, he kept to himself. It was too much for him. He stumbled out of bed and rushed to Scott who was sleeping over. “Scott,” he said. “Scott buddy I’m in so much pain.” Scott woke up. “What is it bro?” “My side. I can’t take it anymore.” Stiles was close to sobbing. Scott got out of bed, helping his friend sit down. Stiles was coming in and out of consciousness. “Call,” he breathed out, “call Lydia. I want her here if I… if I don’t…” He was out again. Succumbed to the deep darkness that was his void of a mind.
Lydia’s phone rang out loudly in the quiet coffee shop. She looked at the number. Scott. “Hello?” She asked. “Stiles is in trouble,” he said from the phone. “It doesn’t look good.” Lydia hung up immediately, leaving three hundred dollars on the table for a tip. The air was cold as she ran to stiles house. She had forgotten her car at home when she left her house. She ran as fast as she could until she got to his house. She pushed open the door loudly. Stiles dad was working double duty tonight. She wondered if she should call him. “Lydia, you’re here,” Scott said. He looked scared. He never looked scared, only ugly. She looked down to stiles who was sweating and shaking and half conscious. She looked to Scott. They knew what had to be done.
Stiles was barely conscious, but conscious enough to that the love of his life was here and he wouldn’t die alone with only Scott’s gross face looking down at him. Lydia looked like Jesus standing in the moonlight of his window. But she looked scared and determined. Scott, too. “Okay, pal,” Scott said, “I’m sorry. It has to be done.” And then Scott bit him. It was painful and stiles felt like Bella swan from the hit Summit Entertainment movie Twilight. Stiles was screaming in pain until all the pain was gone. He sat up abruptly. He looked up. Lydia was crying and Scott was staring in awe. Stiles looked down at himself. He studied his hands and his skin. He wasn’t a human anymore. He was a real boy. He was animated. He was a wererealboy.
“I know I’m just getting over my cocoa fudge addiction and it causes extreme hallucinations, but is this for real? Am I really seeing this?” Lydia asked. “This is no cocoa conundrum, Lydia,” stiles said. “I think I’m a wererealboy.” Scott wiped the sweat from his meaty brow. “Thank jod. I didn’t think it was going to work. I thought it would kill you.” Stiles stood up, embracing Lydia. “I’m alive. I’m a wererealboy but I’m alive. My wound is gone.” “I’m so happy for you,” Lydia said, but she was more scared than anything. She was a vampire. Were- anything’s were her enemy. Stiles was now her enemy.
The days past and stiles was feeling better than ever. He was excited for the party Alison was throwing him at his own house tonight. Everyone was invited: sheriff Stilinski, stiles, Lydia, Allison, Isaac, the power couple, and Scott’s mom. That was the guest list. The golden guest list. He was ready to partayyy. There would cool jams because Derek was going to DJ and Christopher was going to be his hype man. Stiles dad and Melissa were going to cater the party with their home baked goods. Alison and Isaac were going to do some spoken word poetry and a dance routine. And finally, stiles and Lydia were going to do a couples duet to the song Boyfriend by BTR, Stiles favorite band. This was going to be one groovy party.
The music was loud and it distracted Lydia from the horrific thought of Stiles being her enemy. They danced together to the songs Derek and Christopher DJ’d. Allison and Isaac were getting ready for their dance routine. Their poem was about darkness. Their dance routine was going to be something more excited and upbeat. It would really bring everyone’s spirits up. “Hey,” Lydia said to Stiles while they danced to the techno beats. “I have to talk to you about something.” “About what?” Stiles asked, flipping his cartoon hair out of his face. “Your… condition.” Stiles’ animated face looked sad. “Do you think I’m ugly?” “Of course, not Stiles,” Lydia said. “Only Scott is ugly.” Stiles smiled genuinely. “He’s hideous.” “It’s about me, too,” she said. “What about you?” “Well,” she started, but before she could finish, the song stopped. “Let’s get ready to DANCE PARTY PEOPLE!” Christopher called out. “Here comes my daughter and son who aren’t technically married but I love this little boi so he is my son! They are going to dance!” And so the music turned loud and hip-hoppy and Allison and Isaac did a series of turns and leaps and lifts and even some backflips. They jumped and practically flew gracefully through the air like two delicious nightingales. Their dance was really quite spiritual. Lydia and Stiles were to sing next. She was nervous.
Singing with Lydia was Stiles’ favorite thing to do. He loved singing songs from the disney channel original movie lemonade mouth especially, but BTR was his favorite band. He knew he had to go with that song. Lydia didn’t mind so long as she got to sing the riffs and harmonies. Stiles was nervous, though. Lydia said she had something to tell him. How was he going to execute a perfectly sung Boyfriend with the nerves getting to him. “Relax,” Lydia said, “I’ll tell you later.” Stiles nodded. “Okay. Let’s make this duet our best.” They took the stage which was the Stilinski living room coffee table. It barely fit both of them, let alone Allison and Isaac’s dancing. They were really wizards, Stiles guessed. Lydia took and mic and Stiles took his. “Alright are you guys ready for some rock n’ roll?!” they asked their friends. Their friends cheered, lifting their capri suns into the air in camaraderie. The music played and they sang wonderfully, angelically. “Your boy boy b-b-b-b-b-boyfriend Your boy boy b-b-b-b-b-boyfriend Your boy boy b-b-b-b-b-boyfriend Your boy boy b-b-b-b-b-boy Have you ever had the feeling you're drawn to someone? (Yeah) And there isn't anything they could of said or done? And everyday I see you on your own And I can't believe that you're alone But I overheard your girls and this is what they said Looking for a Looking for a That you're looking for a boyfriend I see that Gimme time, you know I'm gonna be there Don't be scared to come put your trust in me Can't you see all I really want to be Is your boyfriend Can't fight that Knock me down you know I'm coming right back I don't care at all what you done before All I really want is to be your Your boy boy b-b-b-b-b-boyfriend Your boy boy b-b-b-b-b-boyfriend Your boy boy b-b-b-b-b-boyfriend Your boy boy b-b-b-b-b-boyfriend Let me take a little moment to find the right words (To find the right words) So when I kick it to you it ain't something that you've heard (Something that you've heard) I don't know what kind of guy that you prefer But I know I gotta put myself forwards See I think got the kind of love that you deserve And I heard That you're looking for a boyfriend I see that Give me time, you know I'm gonna be that Don't be scared to come put your trust in me Can't you see all I really want to be Is your boyfriend Can't fight that Knock me down you know I'm coming right back I don't care at all what you done before All I really want is to be your Your boy boy b-b-b-b-b-boyfriend Your boy boy b-b-b-b-b-boyfriend Your boy boy b-b-b-b-b-boyfriend Your boy boy b-b-b-b-b-boyfriend If you tell me where, I'm waiting here Everyday like slum-dog millionaire Bigger than the twilight love affair I'll be here Girl I swear Looking for a Looking for a That your looking for a boyfriend I see that Give me time, you know I'm gonna be that Don't be scared to come put your trust in me Can't you see all I really want to be Is your boyfriend Can't fight that Knock me down you know I'm coming right back I don't care at all what you done before All I really want is to be your Your boy boy b-b-b-b-b-boyfriend Your boy boy b-b-b-b-b-boyfriend (Your boyfriend) Your boy boy b-b-b-b-b-boyfriend (All I really want is to be your) (Your boyfriend) Your boy boy b-b-b-b-b-boyfriend Your boy boy b-b-b-b-b-boyfriend Your boy boy b-b-b-b-b-boyfriend (Yeah) (All I really want is to be your) Your boy boy b-b-b-b-b-boyfriend Your boy boy b-b-b-b-b-boyfriend Your boy boy b-b-b-b-b-boyfriend All I really want is to be your” Their friends cheered. Isaac was crying into Allison’s shoulder over how amazing the song was. Melissa was on the ground sobbing. Christopher had to hold Derek because it was too emotional. They had done a good job. They were truly stars.
Lydia was still out of breath from that last high note. “Wow,” Stiles said, “that last note was so good. It was so loud, like you were screaming like a banshee.” “Yeah, I guess you could say that,” she said. “Guys, be quiet!” Melissa shouted, answering her phone. The room went silent. “Where are you mom?” everyone could hear from the phone. Oh no it was stupid Scott. “I-,” Melissa looked around at everyone. “I’m at a party.” “With who?” he asked, angrily. “With- with your friends,” she said. “MOM! HOW COULD YOU DO THI-” Melissa hung up on him. She shrugged, tossing her phone into the garbage disposal and turning it on. “Who needs that moldy rice cake of a son anyway?” Everyone laughed along, partying until the break of dawn.
It was later that night. Stiles and Lydia were in his room listening to some ABBA. “What did you need to tell me?” Stiles asked, turning down Dancing Queen. Lydia sighed. “I need you to know something about me.” “What is it?” “I’m… I’m… I’m a vampire,” she said, showing him her cup that he originally thought was filled with fruit punch capri sun. It was actually filled with blood. “I don’t know what to say,” Stiles said, close to tears. “I’m a wererealboy. We are supposed to be mortal enemies.” “I know,” Lydia said, a single tear falling down her cheek. Stiles wiped it away. “It will be okay. I will just turn back into a human.” “How?” Lydia asked, sniffling. “By making a potion of course,” he said. “I read it online.” Lydia stood up. “Are you sure about this? Do you really want to give up being a wererealboy and give up all your special powers like Irish Step Dancing and the innate ability to follow a Paula Deen cooking tutorial perfectly?” Stiles shrugged. “None of that can compare to being with you, Lydia.” Lydia smiled. “Then let’s do it.” Stiles got up, collecting the ingredients from his mini fridge in is closet. “We need three miles of butter, the blood of a virgin, a handful of cold green beans, and twelve seconds of imitation vanilla extract.” “Where’d you get the virgin blood?” “The neighbor’s newborn.” The couple stirred together the ingredients in a medium saucepan over low heat and then let it simmer for twelve to fifteen minutes. “Nice.”
Lydia was in awe. Stiles took the mixture and downed the whole thing in under three seconds. “It tastes wonderful,” he said. “That’s good,” she said. “Yeah,” he said. “Yeah,” she said. His face suddenly turned confused. “I feel funny.” “Stiles,” Lydia yelled, “your skin!” Sure enough, his skin was slowly morphing from cartoon to real. He was turning back into a human. He was back to Stiles again. “I can’t believe this!” he cried in happiness.” “I’m so happy! We can be together!” They hugged eachother and kissed and then spent the rest of the night listening to ABBA full blast while everyone from the party was passed out drunk from all the capri suns.
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ezilyamuzed · 6 years
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There’s no place like home - part 4
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Summary: The reader has had a unique gift all her life. While considering it a curse, she discovers the identity of her real father after her mothers passing. Journeying towards her new life, she finds herself thrown within the Winchester’s world. Is it her destiny?
Setting: End of season 13. This takes place between  13.17 and 13.18.
Warnings: Language. Drinking. Some angst/fluff. Mentions of self-hate. POV may switch after certain sections. 
A/N: I am new at posting these online, so please be patient. Do not mistake my lack of experience for ignorance if I do not quite get it yet. Sorry for any grammatical errors. It starts to get a bit more interesting...  Thanks for taking the time to read! Comments are always appreciated. If you want tagged in future posts just ask! There is a lot more already planned! 
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As Sam sat back in his seat, he couldn’t help but to smile as Y/N, and Dean slowly moved together on the dance floor. He let out a small laugh while he noticed they were trying their hardest not to look at each other for too long. Stubborn idiots. How could they not see that they were clearly attracted to each other? Sam’s thoughts went toward the possibility of them realizing it themselves and having a happy life, but it was quickly dismissed while he remembered what was going on back at the bunker. The real world.
As he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket, he reached to pull it out revealing a text from Jody.
-You boys still in town?
-Yes. Still with Y/N, at the bar off of the highway. Waiting for your call.
-I thought Claire sent a message to Dean letting you know it was all wrapped up
-He didn’t tell me…
- Donna and I will be stopping by in a few then! :-) 
Dean and Y/N started walking back to him after the song ended, Dean seeming a little bit rushed to get away from the dance floor. Sam let them know that the girls were coming in a few to join them making Dean gave him a skeptical look. He knew he was up to something, and the smile on his face couldn’t hide it if he tried. After Y/N offered to play pool, Sam noticed how Dean was reluctant at first. He was good, but Sam had a feeling Y/N was just as good, if not better by the way she confidently posted a wager. Jesus, if they could only see it themselves how they were so alike.
Sam calmly sat back to watch the obvious flirting going on between them as they played. They both would steal glances at one another when the other one wasn’t looking. Smiles, laughter, and a couple of minutes where the two of them seemed to have shared a moment. A spark. 
Donna pushed herself into the bar a bit hurried while looking around the place. Jody trailing behind. They had quickly found Sam sitting by himself, but honestly who could miss him? Jody pointed over towards the pool table where Y/N and Dean were. Donna gave a huge grin while watching.
“Oh, you were right Jods,” she said while hugging Sam hello.
“Right about what?” Sam inquired while receiving a similiar hug from Jody.
“Y/N. She’s pretty. She also seems to be giving our Dean a run for his money. Good for them,” she said while seating herself down, Jody following her lead.
“So how has it been? I see that I wasn’t called to arrest anyone,” Jody stated while looking over at them. 
“A little rough at first, but pretty good actually. She’s a fascinating person,” Sam replied while taking a sip of his beer. “I’m sure Dean’s idea of drinking probably helped. The poor kid has gone through a lot the last couple days.”
Donna blew a raspberry in his direction. “I don’t think drinking is the reason for what is happening over there,” she said while nodding her head towards them. Sam and Jody looked over to watch them. She was right, there was something there…but they probably would never admit it. Too stubborn.
“I say we give them a little push,” Donna said with a devilish smirk. Sam nodded with a smile as he leaned in to listen to her plan. He would get dropped off by them, making Dean and Y/N stuck together…at least for a bit longer. Seemingly innocent enough.
As they finished the game, Sam noticed a grin on Dean’s face and a half-hearted scowl from Y/N. Guess he didn’t let her win, but she didn’t seem to care that much. Her cheeks were rosy red as they sat down with the group. She was either drunk, or totally smitten by now.
Jody informed them that her car was ready, which made Y/N sigh in relief. She loved that damn car, almost as much as Dean loved his…if not more. When she referred to her car as her baby, he couldn’t help himself but to smile at Dean’s reaction. Two different worlds that they came from, yet almost the same. This had to be a weird twist of destiny or something for her to be Bobby’s daughter. For her to come into their lives. Chuck was probably to blame, but for once, Sam was grateful. His brother needed this. Something more than recklessly living to save others, Sam included on way more occasions then he could count. He had given up so much in his life. There was only one glimmer of hope for Dean all his life, with Lisa, but she didn’t quite get it. She tried but didn’t really understand the life. Y/N did. And now they were leaving together. Hopefully, the push helps them to find what they are looking for. The pang of guilt coursed through Sam’s body as he watched them get into the car, if only it had been years sooner and not now.
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“So tonight was kind of fun,” Dean said while keeping his focus on the road as he drove you back the hotel.
“Amazing what a bit of alcohol can do,” you said with a laugh while still nodding your head to the radio. 
“That wasn’t a bit. I’m surprised you’re still standing, then again Bobby always would outdrink me,” Dean replied while looking at you with a smile.
“Guess its good genes then,” you said as you stared out the open window. The night’s cool breeze felt good on your skin. You were not sure if it was the alcohol now or maybe…something else making your skin feel hot to the touch. The radio now playing one of your favorites, “Savior” by Rise Against. You found yourself singing the words along, not even self-conscious about the fact that he was there, watching you out of the corner of his eye rhythmically moving your head to the beat like you were in another world. 
It kills me not to know this, but I've all but just forgotten What the color of her eyes were, and her scars or how she got them As the telling signs of age rain down, a single tear is dropping Through the valleys of an aging face, that this world has forgotten There is no reconciliation that will put me in my place And there is no time like the present, to drink these draining seconds But seldom do these words ring true when I'm constantly failing you Like walls that we just can't break through, until we disappear So tell me now If this ain't love then how do we get out? Because I don't know That's when she said I don't hate you boy I just want to save you while there's still something left to save That's when I told her I love you girl But I'm not the answer for the questions that you still have, whoa, whoa.
“Pretty interesting song,” Dean said while moving his head and tapping his fingers along to the beat. 
“Um, yeah. I like anything that has a nice drum beat,” you sheepishly replied bringing you out of your music trance.
“So you like this college rock type stuff, huh?” he said while shifting his weight in the seat as he slowed down for the changing yellow light.
“I basically grew up in a college,” you laughed. “My mom, she was a professor too. History though. I don’t know, I like everything. Depends on my mood I guess. My relax music is the classics, like The Who, Sabbath, Zeppelin, Skynyrd, Aerosmith, ya know stuff like that. ”
“I see,” he said while driving again as the light had turned green. “Well, that’s good, because you know next time it won’t be your birthday.”
You rolled your eyes at his comment. “A next time huh? Well if there is a next time, I’m driving.”
“No one drives Baby but me,” Dean said while giving you a scowl.
You gave him a tiny shrug with a little innocent smile. “Who said anything about driving your baby? No, sweetheart, if there is a next time you can sit bitch in my Baby. Besides, I don’t know if you can handle a stick,” you said while nodding to his gear shift.
He grumbled as he rolled his eyes and blew a little raspberry. “Oh I can handle a stick darling.”
The comment making you crack up in laughter as dirty thoughts came into your head. Crap. Dirty thoughts...Dammit whiskey! 
As he approached the intersection next to your hotel. A feeling of dread was hitting you. The night was over. Would you really ever see him again? Or Sam for that matter? You actually started to feel…happy for the first time in almost a month after getting to know them. You noted a little 24-hour diner across the street from the hotel as Dean pulled into a parking space. He gave a deep sigh as he turned off the engine.
“So I guess this is it,” he said while rubbing the back of his neck nervously. 
“I’m hungry. How about you?” you blurted out.
Dean chuckled. “I can always eat.”
The two of you got out of the car and walked over to the diner. As you sat down, you felt Dean’s eyes on you watching your stumbled movement toward the booth. The alcohol had definitely kicked in now. You sat down quickly and pulled the menu up to your face in a swift motion so he couldn’t see the redness of your cheeks over your embarrassment. 
“What looks good for a drunken appetite,” you said behind the open menu.
“Pie always works for me,” Dean said while looking around for the waitress.
“Mmm, chocolate cream pie is on here,” you said with a moan in your voice.
Dean laughed at your antics. The waitress approached the two of you to ask for your orders. 
“Coffees, water, and two big pieces of that chocolate pie please,” Dean said while giving you a wink.
“I could have ordered for myself ya know,” you said with a humph as you put away the menu.
Dean rolled his eyes and sat back into the bench, spreading his arms across the back. “You doing alright there Doc?” he asked with a grin slowly spreading across his lips. Those full pink luscious lips…The crinkles in the corner of his eyes becoming more apparent as his eyes looked over you. Your face was definitely hot now…damn whiskey. 
“I’m good, just warm…” you replied while using your hands to fan yourself down.
“I see that.”
The waitress came back carrying your waters, coffees, and pies. As soon as she sat down the water you gulped it down fast, taking most of it down before pulling your lips away from the glass.
“Guess you really were warm there,” he said while holding the coffee cup in his hands while leaning his elbows on to the table.
“I don’t know how you and your brother survive in flannel all the time,” you said while nodding to his wardrobe. He laughed as he looked down. 
“Yeah, I guess we wear a lot of it,” he laughed as he took a slow sip of his coffee.
“You guys should really just quit your day jobs and go model for ‘Hunters Weekly’ or something,” you said while grabbing the cream and sugar to put into your coffee. Dean watched you intently as you put in the perfect ratio.
“You are ruining a good cup of coffee there.”
“Well some of us, Dean, don’t like to always punish ourselves with darkness, there’s enough of it out there already,” you replied while picking up your fork to dive into the pile of chocolatey goodness in front of you. You pushed your fork through deep pulling out a bite that was a little bigger than your mouth, but you didn’t care. It was chocolate. It was pie. You shoved it in your mouth, not caring about “lady manners.” Dean had followed your lead and was shoving a considerably large bite into his mouth as well. Both of your with mouths full, chewing and eyes rolling back in satisfaction. A little moan came out of you as you swallowed. Dean raised his eyebrow showing that he definitely noticed. You blushed when you saw his face.
“As good as sex,” you said with a smile. “Definitely worth the stop.”
Dean smiled and shrugged in agreement. The two of you finishing up your pie within 5 bites or less. He leaned himself back again while patting his stomach. He must have agreed it was good. He looked out the window to watch the traffic light slow down the two cars that were out on the road. You watched along with him. Both of you just sitting in silence and content while drinking your coffees. Watching the world just continue on.
The waitress interrupted your scenery watching by asking if you needed anything else. Dean went to wave his hand up to say no, but you stopped him quickly by asking for more coffee. His eyebrows slightly furrowed to you as you told him you weren’t quite tired yet.
“You won’t be if you keep drinking that coffee,” he said with a chuckle.
“Oh please, I have my PhD., how do you think I got through all those years of school? My blood type is like 90% espresso now.”
He laughed at your reply while watching the waitress refill your cups. “You know you’re a lot different than I thought when I saw you the other day. I kind of thought you were…”
“A stuck up bitch,” you said blatantly. 
“Well…yeah. You just seem more…natural now... or it could just be the alcohol.”
“Nah, I’ve sobered up now,” you said while taking another sip of your drink. “I didn’t know who to expect was going to walk through those doors at the coffee shop. Honestly, I thought you could have been some uptight old men.”
“Men yes. Old…well yeah. Uptight? Not so much. Maybe Sammy when his hair isn’t right,” Dean said with a little smile. 
His comment made you laugh. You noticed out of the corner of your eye that as you laughed, his smile lines along his face increased gradually as though he was enjoying making you smile. 
“So Dean. What do you do for fun?” you asked while laying back in the seat.
He laughed at the question. “There is not really time for fun in my life sweetheart.”
“Oh come on there has to be something that you do for yourself?” you asked, pushing along the conversation to get to know him more.
“Work on baby out there, drink, eat pie, maybe binge-watch a show or two,” he said while shifting in his seat.
“So most of the things you did tonight?” you said while stirring around your spoon in your cup. 
“Yeah, I guess so. This is about as close as I get to a vacation. You know when one of Bobby’s daughters show up to shake things up” he said with a grin.
You rolled your eyes and looked over at the clock. It was 2 am already. You should be heading to bed to get your baby to drive to your new home tomorrow, but you still didn’t want to go. You nodded over to the clock on the wall so Dean would notice. He nodded in agreement, motioned for the waitress and paid the bill. 
The two of you walked a bit slower then you had been once you crossed the street and were approaching the hotel parking lot. The night sky and a couple of street lamps guided your path. 
“It’s nice out here. I think I am going to walk a bit before going in,” you said while gazing up at the stars.
“I’ll stay with you,” Dean said. You titled your head as if you were questioning his motives. “It’s not that I’m saying you shouldn’t be outside by yourself, because I’m pretty sure you could take on anything that would jump out, but it will…I don’t know... make me feel better knowing…” Dean said while trying not to see your face for the harsh reaction he was sure that you would have. He took a deep breath and looked up at you. You just nodded at him and continued walking. 
“So what do you do for fun Y/N?” he asked while watching you kick the rocks in your path as you walked.
“Pretend I’m someone’s daughter to shake up people’s lives,” you said while jumping in a large stone and balancing on one foot. Dean laughed at your response while watching you carefully in case you fell. “I don’t have anything really specific I guess…just live, do whatever comes at the moment. Most of us only live once.”
“Yeah, I got a whole shelf in the afterlife library,” Dean said while rubbing his arm.
“That’s probably why you and your brother are so different from other humans. Your lights are a tad darker then others, yours in particular,” you said while jumping off the rock. 
Dean had moved quickly to catch you although you had kept your balance as you landed. His hands fell around your waist. You looked down at them, with a hidden smile as the shock of electricity was hitting you again. You looked up to him and noticed a shift in his glow. Something was changing. You had a feeling of what because you could feel it too.
Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed the hotel pool that stood behind a fence that was probably about 6 feet tall. The thought burst into your head as fast as it had come out of your mouth. “Want to have some fun Dean?” you said with a grin on your face. He looked at you puzzled as you walked over to the fence. Taking a few steps back you were able to jump up and flip yourself over with ease. 
Dean stood on the other side in a state of shock. “What the hell Buffy!” he gasped quietly, trying not to draw attention to the two of you. “Is there anything you can’t do?”
““Cook,” you responded quickly while looking towards the still pool that was rippling with the little gushes of wind. You tuned your head back to Dean that was examining the fence carefully. “Come on Dean, do something fun for once. Step out of your comfort zone.” 
Dean stepped back and jumped up onto the fence. Grunting as he pushed himself up and swung over the top. “I’m getting too old for that kind of crap,” he said while rubbing his hands on his jeans.
“Dude your only like a couple years older than me,” you said with a bit of sass. “It’s probably the fact that all you do for fun is drink and eat.”
Dean rolled his eyes and walked up next to you. You were still glancing into the pool, watching your reflection in the tiny waves.
Dean’s lips pursed, thinking of how to say whatever was on his mind. You just stood there watching your reflections in the water. His light, although dim shinning around him and your …nothing. No light. You were just…there.
“It’s kind of cool that you can see things. I’ll bet its been hard though...growing up with that,” Dean said breaking you out of your thoughts. You silently nodded. Dean took notice that you were staring at your reflection in the small ripples. “What do you see when you look at yourself?
Your eyes began to welt up as your heart stopped for a second. No one had ever asked you before. Not too many people knew in the first place. You slowly shift your eyes to his face that was looking into yours for answers as you felt your eyes begin to welt up.
“Nothing.”
“What do you mean nothing?”
You took a deep breath. “I mean there is nothing there. No light, no...nothing. Just a girl staring back at me. A person I honestly don’t even recognize,” you said while letting your gaze return to the pool while holding back the tear that wanted to fall. The two of you stood in silence for a couple of moments before you broke the silence. “Dean, do you ever look at yourself in the mirror, and hate what you see?”
You saw Dean nod in agreement by his reflection next to yours. His side just inches from yours now, hesitant on how he would console you. He was getting closer now, too close. Being close to someone only brought pain. Pain for them, and pain for you when they left. You quickly thought of how you could get out without seriously harming this guy like you usually would, mentally or physically. The idea popped into your head as you turned your head quickly to him and smiled at his confused face. “Hey Dean, hold your breath.”
With that, you pushed in the 6 foot something brick wall of a man before he could even utter a word, into the pool below causing a massive splash that was sure to draw someone’s attention. 
“What the hell! I’m going to get you for this Y/N” Dean said as he stood up in the water. You had fallen to your knees laughing so much your stomach was hurting over his reaction. His shocked and betrayed face as he fell in. You couldn’t have defended yourself if you had tried from the strong arms that reached out and pulled you in on top of him into the pool. Rising back up to the surface you see that Dean had that stupid satisfied smirk on his face. “You look good wet there sweetheart.” 
You rolled your eyes while giving him a little splash and laid back into the water, allowing yourself to float for a minute. Dean started floating alongside you as well, just staring at the stars. Both of your shoulders collided after a couple minutes, so you stood up again. He was inches from you as you looked up. His hands making little waves next to him as he started to cage you into the corner. His eyes were fully dilated. Intense, with his breathing a bit shallower. He was going to kiss you, and there was no way out. CRAP.
You splashed some water up to him so you could hop up to the side of the pool. You were already standing when Dean finished wiping the water out of his face. “Come on ya old fart, let’s get you dried up.” 
You were a bit relieved when you discovered that there was a door to the inside of the hotel from the pool area. It had only taken you a second to pop it open with one of the bobby pins you always had on you. Dean nodded that he was impressed as he followed you up to your floor. 
You pulled out your magnetic card and placed it in the reader. Not working. Not working. Not working. What the heck? Dean gave it a try a couple times, as well as you, let out an exhausted sigh. 
“Great now I guess I have to go down to the lobby,” you whined.
 As you started to turn you felt a dominant hand grab your arm. It had spun you around so that you were caged in by Deans flexing biceps. He stared into your eyes to wait for your reaction and then crashed his lips onto yours. This was not in the plans, you wanted to resist him, but you found yourself pushing back into his lips moving yours in sync with his. His tongue brushed up against your lips as you slightly opened yours, as it continued into a fierce but passionate kiss. 
In a sudden motion, he picked you up so that your legs were wrapped around his waist and your arms were holding steady around his neck your back up against the door. He pulled away from the kiss and placed his forehead against yours. He slowly set you back on the ground. You didn’t know what to think as you regained your balance in front of him. This was not the pan. One thing for sure though, is that you didn’t want him to stop. You couldn’t let him stop.
You cupped his face with your hands and brought his eyes to yours. You waited a couple of seconds before you crashed your lips onto his. Dean squeeze your waist as you continued your embrace, sending sparks down your body while making you lean into him more. 
He pulled away slowly, this time out of breath with a look of seriousness to him, animal-like. He turned towards your hotel room door and with a burst of power kicked it open. He turned to you and smiled.
 “They’re gonna need a new door.” 
You smiled and cupped his face in your hands again, returning him to your lips  He picked you up again and carried you into the room around his waist, pushing the door closed behind him.
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Week 5 and 6
Hello! Sorry it took me a long time update this series of unfortunate events lol! Kidding aside yeah I apologize for being not on time seriously. I don’t want to make any excuses and just be straightforward, YEP! I’m actually tired of making this a weekly update shit about my life but I must conquer and finish this what I’ve started to lezzzz gow! Before anything else this might be short but atleast I doing the best I can!
One of the highlights would be my new phone! HUAWEI P40 PRO. This might my first time having a phone that has an advance technology on its camera.  I was really amazed on how it captures its photo it feels like I’m currently holding small DSLR. And until now I keep on capturing random stuffs on what I see because of this phone’s camera whenever I go outside I keep on staring to different angles and try to make it as beautiful as ever. Anywho, 4th yr 2nd semester started, OJT interviews are now filing up because nganong karon paman ko nag email different companies knowing nga free ra gyd unta kaayo ang akoa first and second week of February. However, first interview was starts with ICS niya feeling nako mao gyd n inga company that the great Jaeson will be working with. Hopefully, I can pass the final interview tomorrow *fingers crossed* pero it’s okay if I will not be qualified as long as I keep on being honest to myself. I mean dili raman pod sila nga kompanya ang akoa ge applyan and if I’m not mistaken 2 na nga company pod ang waiting nalang for may confirmation and next might be my deployed if ever sayo ko mo pasa but, still it would be better if I became one of ICS employees wow! Karon pako naka gamit ani nga word sa akoa self WTF! HAHAHAH Oh yeah, I thought I would be staying here longer pero I decided to go back to Manila as early as now kay naa koy mga papers nga makabwesit kay deadline would be on February 24. Plus it would be more beneficial since our progress in our fucking THESIS is on 0%!!!! FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!! I thought sa OJT rako maglisud but fooking THESIS is the main problem.. I thought every solution it creates another problem pero in this case every problem creates sub problem that would become another problem holy shit! Lately, I become useless on every part of the project that I was in. Wala ko kahibaw ngano like sauna consistent jod kaayo ko mangitas solusyon sa mga project and active pako as in active and mo tabang dayon after mahuman akoa part but these days it’s fucking different. Nawala akoa fighting spirit and akoa motivation like boom Nawala ragyd. I think gasugod ni atong C# ang klase and more on backend programming like wala jod koy matabang aside sa sigeg mando kung unsay mga panghbuhaton but at the end of the day I became a freeloader. Ga overnight pa gane mi sa usa ka balay sa akoa classmate and still wala gehapon koy natabang sige rakog katawa nangitag lingaw and worst is kadtong akoa ge studyhan is walay kwenta so nisamot kog ka way gamit YAWA! That’s why every night I keep asking myself ngano? What happen? I thought focus kos akoa future and slowly turning into a responsible adult but instead it feels like I’m slowly turning into a teenager again become young wild and free. I mean the feeling of not dealing with responsibilities and just keep on having fun is undeniably so far good but it’s the way to become responsible in life it’s not the way to survive if I become an independent person. I always look forward to myself to become an independent person paying rent on my home/room but what happen to me right now. I need to reset and focus on upcoming career, there might be a short assessment on the Final Interview later and I have no idea what might gonna be happen so JAESON if you want to become what you want you need to be living in the present right now stop fooling around you’re better than this. Don’t think about the regrets that you had don’t compare yourself to other people who had fun on their teenage life. It’s still not the end of the road and you can still have fun later on your adult life and it would be better since you’ll not be a freeloader anymore and dependent on the allowance that your mother give you. Soooooooooooooo baby steps, focus on the present focus on your OJT and focus on your fucking THESIS! FINISH IT! 3 MONTHS might be long but in this stupid world it’s faster than you think it is! SO I NEED YOU TO FOCUS FOR THE MEAN TIME FOCUS FOCUS FOCUS FOCUS FOCUS FOCUS FOCUS FOCUS FOCUS FOCUS FOCUS FOCUS FOCUS FOCUS FOCUS!
Before I end this, I just want to share what happened on Valentine’s Day.. So of course wala napod tay kauban because the 2 girlfriends I had I runaway and broke up with them so here I am waiting for something to happen. Waiting for someone that will re-ignite this heart of mine to let me feel what’s romantic love again what and where was that Jaeson that was happily inlove years ago. Anyways, so these new friends of mine had a simple celebration a “BBQ Party + Empi” and I’m becoming envious again not because 2 of them are in love with each other but because one of us found someone who he can chat with and be happy for those moments with the girl. It made me envious because since the moment I go back here not even one that I tried to talk to continued the conversation or if ever lang based on my realizations and observations I’m trying to be also hard to get and keeps holding myself back to become a simp on someone. I just kinda miss the joy of flirting with someone albeit it’s on chat and at the same time the feeling of infatuation on that moment. Maybe I am too old for this kind of romantic shits and go for old tricks! But still loyal paman gud kung Nikka AHAHAH like any moments nga naa koy ipost and if ever mo react siya like wtf gahuna-huna dayon og wedding event and family HAHAHAHAHHAHA it’s fucking BS and literally pathetic on me expecting something on someone who doesn’t even try to know me better yet I keep insisting on being with her. I need to stop this ludicrous dream of mine and again live on the present. Stop the expectation of something that has a slight chance of happening and just go with the flow where ever this universe takes me. However, the valentine’s of 2022 is actually not that bad as long you have friends that joins you and have mini-celebration just because mankind created this day for humanity to forget everything for a day and be with their partner and reminisce on how they started dating. In short, drop everything and look for each other and just be in-love like the first you met. Just for a short night all you have to do is think how lucky you are to be with someone unknowingly what might gonna happen in the future. AND THAT’S MY FUCKING ENTRY ON THIS 5th and 6th I’m gonna call this PANO by Zack Tabulod “ Pano naman ako Nahulog na sayo ”
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can you be my mother pwease
Oh-... OOOH... Uh, sure? :DThat is-.. Umm... That is unexpected at least. Well, if you really want me to, then of course! God, never thought I'd be a mother at 15... 😀Anyway, my beautiful (now) child, you have done a very, VERY good jod at getting my mood up, so thank you! You are an amazing human being and deserve all the love and happiness in the world! 💜
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Pensé que acabaría con Sean, pero no hacíamos buena pareja. Escribí algunas canciones sobre Ricky, ahora las oigo y me río, casi incluso nos casamos. Y en cuanto a Pete, estoy tan agradecida, ojalá pudiera darle las gracias a Malcom, porque él era un ángel.Uno me enseñó el amor, uno me enseñó paciencia, y uno me enseñó el dolor. Oh, tan asombroso, porque he amado y he perdido, pero no es eso lo que yo veo, mira, mira lo que tengo, mira lo que me enseñásteis, y por eso, yo digo:Gracias, siguiente -siguiente-, gracias, siguiente -siguiente- gracias, siguiente. Estoy tan jod**amente agradecida a mis ex novios. Gracias, siguiente -siguiente-, gracias, siguiente -siguiente- gracias, siguiente. Estoy tan jod**amente...Paso más tiempo con mis amigos, no me preocupo por nada, además, conocí a alguien, estamos teniendo mejores discusiones (debates). Sé que dicen que paso página demasiado rápido, pero esta vez va a durar, porque su nombre es Ari (ella misma) y estoy tan a gusto con eso, tan a gusto con eso.Ella me enseñó amor -amor-, ella me enseñó paciencia -paciencia-, y ella sabe manejar el dolor -dolor-. Esta mie*da es asombrosa -sí, ella es asombrosa-. He amado y he perdido, pero no es eso lo que yo... Solo mira lo que he encontrado, no me hace falta buscar, y por eso, yo digo:Gracias, siguiente -siguiente-, gracias, siguiente -siguiente- gracias, siguiente. Estoy tan jod**amente agradecida a mis ex novios. Gracias, siguiente -siguiente-, gracias, siguiente -siguiente- gracias, siguiente. Estoy tan jod**amente agradecida a mis ex novios.Gracias, siguiente. Gracias, siguiente. Gracias, siguiente. Estoy tan jod**amente...Algún día, caminaré por el pasillo (de la iglesia), agarrada de la mano de mi mamá, dando gracias a mi papá, porque crecí alejada del drama. Solo quiero hacerlo una vez, con muchísimas ganas, voy a hacer que esta mie*da dura, Dios, impide que algo pase, lo mínimo que esta canción sea un éxito -la canción sea un éxito-.Tengo tanto amor -amor-, tengo tanta paciencia -paciencia-, he aprendido del dolor -dolor-, me he vuelto asombrosa -vuelto asombrosa-. He amado y he perdido -he perdido-, pero no es eso lo que veo, mira lo que he encontrado, no haca falta buscar, y por eso, yo digo:Gracias, siguiente -siguiente-, gracias, siguiente -siguiente- gracias, siguiente. Estoy tan jod**amente agradecida a mis ex novios. Gracias, siguiente -siguiente-, gracias, siguiente -siguiente- gracias, siguiente. Estoy tan jod**amente agradecida a mis ex novios.Gracias, siguiente. Gracias, siguiente. Gracias, siguiente, sí...Ariana Grande - Gracias, siguiente.LETRA EN NGLÉS:
Thought I’d end up with Sean But he wasn’t a match Wrote some songs about Ricky Now I listen and laugh Even almost got married And for Pete, I’m so thankful Wish I could say thank you to Malcolm Because he was an angel
One taught me love One taught me patience And one taught me pain Oh so amazing Because I’ve loved and I’ve lost But that’s not what I see So, look what I got Look what you taught me And for that, I say
Thank you, next -next- Thank you, next -next- Thank you, next I’m so fu**ing grateful for my ex Thank you, next -next- Thank you, next -next- Thank you, next -next- I’m so fu**ing...
Spend more time with my friends I ain’t worried about nothing Plus I met someone else We’re having better discussions I know they say I move on too fast But this one going to last Because her name is Ari And I’m so good with that So good with that
She taught me love -love- She taught me patience -patience- And she handles pain -pain- That s*it’s amazing -yeah, she’s amazing- I’ve loved and I’ve lost But that’s not what I... Just look what I’ve found No need for searching And for that, I say
Thank you, next -thank you, next- Thank you, next -thank you, next- Thank you, next -thank you- I’m so fu**ing grateful for my ex Thank you, next -thank you, next- Thank you, next -so thank you, next- Thank you, next -next- I’m so fu**ing grateful for my ex
Thank you, next Thank you, next Thank you, next I’m so fu**ing...
One day I’ll walk down the aisle Holding hands with my mama I’ll be thanking my dad Because I grew from the drama Only want to do it once, real bad Going to make that s*it last God forbid something happens Least this song is a smash -Song is a smash-
I’ve got so much love -love- Got so much patience -patience- I’ve learned from the pain -pain- I turned out amazing -turned out amazing- I’ve loved and I’ve lost -I’ve lost- But that’s not what I see Look what I’ve found No need for searching And for that, I say
Thank you, next -thank you, next- Thank you, next -thank you, next- Thank you, next I’m so fu**ing grateful for my ex Thank you, next -thank you, next- Thank you, next -soo thank you, next- Thank you, next -next- I’m so fu**ing grateful for my ex
Thank you, next Thank you, next Thank you, next, yeah...
Ariana Grande - Thank u, next
LETRA EN ESPAÑOL :
Pensé que acabaría con Sean, pero no hacíamos buena pareja. Escribí algunas canciones sobre Ricky, ahora las oigo y me río, casi incluso nos casamos. Y en cuanto a Pete, estoy tan agradecida, ojalá pudiera darle las gracias a Malcom, porque él era un ángel.
Uno me enseñó el amor, uno me enseñó paciencia, y uno me enseñó el dolor. Oh, tan asombroso, porque he amado y he perdido, pero no es eso lo que yo veo, mira, mira lo que tengo, mira lo que me enseñásteis, y por eso, yo digo:
Gracias, siguiente -siguiente-, gracias, siguiente -siguiente- gracias, siguiente. Estoy tan jod**amente agradecida a mis ex novios. Gracias, siguiente -siguiente-, gracias, siguiente -siguiente- gracias, siguiente. Estoy tan jod**amente...
Paso más tiempo con mis amigos, no me preocupo por nada, además, conocí a alguien, estamos teniendo mejores discusiones (debates). Sé que dicen que paso página demasiado rápido, pero esta vez va a durar, porque su nombre es Ari (ella misma) y estoy tan a gusto con eso, tan a gusto con eso.
Ella me enseñó amor -amor-, ella me enseñó paciencia -paciencia-, y ella sabe manejar el dolor -dolor-. Esta mie*da es asombrosa -sí, ella es asombrosa-. He amado y he perdido, pero no es eso lo que yo... Solo mira lo que he encontrado, no me hace falta buscar, y por eso, yo digo:
Gracias, siguiente -siguiente-, gracias, siguiente -siguiente- gracias, siguiente. Estoy tan jod**amente agradecida a mis ex novios. Gracias, siguiente -siguiente-, gracias, siguiente -siguiente- gracias, siguiente. Estoy tan jod**amente agradecida a mis ex novios.
Gracias, siguiente. Gracias, siguiente. Gracias, siguiente. Estoy tan jod**amente...
Algún día, caminaré por el pasillo (de la iglesia), agarrada de la mano de mi mamá, dando gracias a mi papá, porque crecí alejada del drama. Solo quiero hacerlo una vez, con muchísimas ganas, voy a hacer que esta mie*da dura, Dios, impide que algo pase, lo mínimo que esta canción sea un éxito -la canción sea un éxito-.
Tengo tanto amor -amor-, tengo tanta paciencia -paciencia-, he aprendido del dolor -dolor-, me he vuelto asombrosa -vuelto asombrosa-. He amado y he perdido -he perdido-, pero no es eso lo que veo, mira lo que he encontrado, no haca falta buscar, y por eso, yo digo:
Gracias, siguiente -siguiente-, gracias, siguiente -siguiente- gracias, siguiente. Estoy tan jod**amente agradecida a mis ex novios. Gracias, siguiente -siguiente-, gracias, siguiente -siguiente- gracias, siguiente. Estoy tan jod**amente agradecida a mis ex novios.
Gracias, siguiente. Gracias, siguiente. Gracias, siguiente, sí...
Ariana Grande - Gracias, siguiente.
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5.11.19 - 5.16.19 feat. NEW JOB + BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
5.11.19
Saturday! Cleaned manong’s car out while the sibs cleaned the house. I drove to Target and we also walked to 5 Below and Marshalls. At Marshalls manang bought an espresso maker!!! It’s so cute, and it was only $8. At Target I bought mom a small eye shadow palette for mother’s day lol (that’s all I could afford). Got some Mcdonalds and went home to play Overcooked 2. Mom was home from hanging out with tita Delai and tita Emy. Also. I found out my wisdom tooth in the back of my right side of my molar is finally popping out of my gum!!!! Bout time but man :P
5.12.19
Happy Mother’s day!!! Woke up and gave mom her gifts. Oh yeah, at Marshalls, manang bought marv lindor chocolate to give to mom lol. At church it was so busy! Decorated (again) the dining hall but at least it was simple. Food was great!!!!! Mark and kuya Sanjay both brought chicken curry! Mark actually brought a lot of food!! SO NICE of him. He brought curry, rice with beans, and plaintains. It was so good!! Dad had work so at home the sibs and mom took pics.
5.13.19
Prepped for interview questions and my clothes for my interview with Delfin at DMC - DRH! So nervous.
5.14.19
Phewwwww ok`so I got up pretty early (ok not really, but like 10 a.m. lol) to review some interview questions and answers. Got ready and then mom, dad and I made our way to Detroit. It was a sunny, beautiful day! Got to DRH and checked in with the front desk. Dad and I waited for about 20 minutes before we got the go to go upstairs. During that time of wait, dad was approached by like 4 co-workers, 1 was Marko who worked on the 5th floor but days, and he gave me some encouragement. Then it was dad’s own coworker, the PCA. And she was like “Ha? She’s having an interview with _______?!” And then before we went to the 5th floor, we stopped by dad’s office and his coworker was there too and she seemed iffy about where/who I was interviewing with and it kinda worried me. Anyway, went upstairs and met with the manager, however I went into the room and sat with the coordinator who interviewed me. She was SO nice. I really like her. I don’t think I nailed the interview, but thankfully the questions she asked were pretty easy, and she was very positive. After my interview with the coordinator, I was then facing the manager who came in the room to ask if I had any questions. After about 20 minutes of talking he then asks me, “I’m going to ask you a hypothetical question. If I were to offer you the job right now, what would you say?” and I said yes. And then he said, “I’m offering you the job.” So HOME GIRL GOT A JOB!!!! After that I took a tour with the coordinator and checked the 3 units within the 5th floor. I DID IT. Friends congratulated me on the Groupme. Was so funny cuz Jod was like “Bebet went from being the poorest in the group to the richest” and all my friends were like “WOW WE KNOW A DOCTOR” “WOW DOCTOR” Got picked up and celebrated at Mcdonalds on Mack. It was so busy. After that, mom, dad and I just went to the downstairs parking so dad could nap before work (yes, dad sacrificed napping to support me for my interview <3333 he walked into the hospital with me and walked me up to the 5th floor too!). Dropped dad off and then mom and I went to get manang. Manong picked up Marv. Before we picked up manang mom and I went to burlington to look at shoes but didn’t get anything. Got manang and once we got home we changed and got ready since Jod was gonna pick us up for taco Tuesday at Maiz!! Si parked at our house and so the 4 of us rode together. Got to Maiz and waited for like 15 minutes for a table, and then Jovel and Nai came. After we were done eating Sam came but we ordered his food so that it was ready when he came. I was pretty disappointed with my food. The shell was SO SOGGY and old tasting. It broke apart :P And the meat was cold! Sigh. Like the shell was even doubled up because it was breaking apart. Anywho after that we went to Cultivate(?) where we played exploding cats. Then manang and I rode with Sam and Si home!
5.15.19
Mom cooked me some spaghetti for tomorrow! :))) Mom had a date with tita rose and others so it was just Marv and I at home. I cleaned before marv got home. Cooked egg for the sibs and I and then watched som one punch. Then I went to the garage to get started on the trash. Once manong and manang came home the four of us in good moods worked together to get the wooden pallets, couch, stove and trash out to the curb. After that we played Overcooked 2. BUT OMG. So like, at 2 am today before I hit the hay, I went on FB and saw a flyer that St Joseph Mercy Hospital in Ann Arbor was having a nurse job fair!!! I signed up and told Danielle. She’ll most likely ride with me!! Sigh.... Kinda wished I didn’t say yes immediately. And I kinda wished I was ready for an interview with Beaumont. Sigh. Maybe it wasn’t meant to be tho.
5.16.19
Happy birthday to me!!!!!! Thank you Lord!!!! Literally woke up and cried. God is so good. All the time. So thankful for another year. Woke up and went downstairs and found a bouquet of beautiful carnations and a card from dad (I was still up last night and he didn’t get home until 5 just to get these for me! :’D). Had breakfast with mom and dad and then just chilled for the day! Then it was time for prayer meeting. Picked up Marv then went to 7-11. Got some donuts and iced coffee. Then we got manang and then went to burlington near church. Got to church early and just walked around the parking lot. It was such a beautiful day!! After prayer meeting we went to Meijer in Woodhaven to get rice. At home I ate spaghetti! And then manang gave me her gift which was a cute milk carton purse!! Oh and $10 cash!!! I was sooooo surprised when I saw the purse. It was SO cute!! <3 Also going to Ann Arbor tomorrow! Picking up Danielle thanks to manong :)
5.17.19
Woke up so early today! Woke up at 8:30 and got ready. Manong and I left at like 9:30ish or so to get Danielle. On the way to Danielle’s there was a pretty crazy driver on King road right before the brownstown police station. Anyway, got to Danielle’s, picked her up, then got breakfast at Mcdonalds (thanks manong! <3). Then we made our way to Ann Arbor. Found a parking space and practice some questions and such then walked in. It was busy but man everyone was SO NICE. Danielle and I met with the manager of the Medsurg (gen surgery) floor and the neuro floor. They were really nice. Then we talked with the manager for the ER. After that we took a tour with Dan and HE WAS THE ABSOLUTE BEST. He was so inspiring to me. Like, he had no hospital experience, working as a full time mail man during school. He became a nurse and then after a year he went to grad school and became a CNS! He’s been at SJMH for 10 years already!!! He was really super nice. He even says, “I hope you get a job here! I teach in the orientation as well” and I’m like THAT WOULD BE A DREAM. The hospital was absolutely beautiful. Probably the best hospital I’ve ever been to. They even have a nail/hair spa!!!!!! And it smelled SO CLEAN. It would be amazing if I could get a job there after DRH! Anywho, the only sad part was that the medsurg floor wasn’t doing on the spot job offers or interviews :( When I heard that I felt that God validated me going to DRH. I prayed that Lord, my siblings plan to move to Washtenaw. If I get this job I would be so close to them. If it is your will I be at SJMH, Lord please provide me a job on the spot. If not, then I’ll stay at DRH. So there you go! There’s God’s answer. Although the manager said that if I were to hear anything, it would be on the following Friday, however I didn’t get any call back. Anywho, after we got back to the main area from the tour, Danielle went ahead to talk to the CCU presentation. I sat in the food area and had a cup of coffee. Talked to 2 ladies that were waiting in the medsurg line and they were so nice. Then I went outside and called PJ and just talked about my whole dealio. After danielle was done, manong came and picked us up. He was just waiting next door at WCC. Got lunch at KFC and ate inside. I was starting to get cramps sadly! After dropping off danielle, manong and I went to Advance Auto Parts in brownstown, then home. At home I just rested in my room having taken 3 ibuprofens for my cramps (I really need to take something else now). Then I got ready for dinner cuz the whole fam was going out for my bday! Picked up Ne on the way. Thought we were going to Leo’s but I looked up and we were at OLIVE GARDEN!!!!!! I was so surprised. Had a great dinner. Ordered my fave chicken alfredo. After OG we went to Target then Ne’s place! Drank some tea and chilled then went home.
5.18.19
Busy day today! Cleaned the house and got it ready for when the friends came over! Manang and mom went to Kroger to get food so Marv and I finished up. Manang washed the dishes and cleaned the kitchen while I vacuumed and cleaned bathrooms and made sure the house smelled good. Oh and Marv put the plants frmo the loft outside on the porch (about time those plants were gone!). First friend to come was Jod, then Josh and Joseph, then Bubby and then jovel, PJ and then daen. Played overcooked (jod loves it!) and then took pics with my star donut cake lol. Then Hannah and cam came!!!!!. We were laughing so hard the whole day!!! Hannah talked about her crazy experience with cult customers at timmy hoes and that was the ongoing joke of the night. Played Wario Ware and then Jackbox! It was so funny. Check out my album on Google photos to see some of the jokes lol. Dad was so funny too when we told him about the cult.When he came out of his room he was like “I took my naked picture to give to the cult” xD LOL my friends were laughing so hard. Cooked shin ramyun and boiled eggs and ate that. Had a lot of food today (qdoba chips and dip from jod, pizza from pj, egg tart and vanilla ice cream from josh, orange creamsicles from jovel, donuts from hannah, candy from daen). Overall it was a really fun and funny night. Also hannah gave me a gift of $45!!! I was so surprised. So thoughtful and nice of her!!!! :’)
5.19.19
Church!! T’was a busy day. Took pics with my cake and oh my goodness, tita Mildred and my class made a banner for me! Church members were so generous in terms of birthday gifts. I made about $235 total! God has been so good to me. Wow. He has blessed me with so much. Some of the gifts I’ve gotten:
-Card, flowers, and olive garden dinner from mom and dad
-milk carton purse and $10 cash from manang
-pink selfie stick cell phone case from manong (didn’t get this till later)
-dunder mifflin hat from Marv (didn’t get this till later, but I’m listing it now lol)
-Versus versace watch from PJ
-$45 from hannah
-Money from tita Mildred, merrilee, and tita cheng, as well as a black and white striped shirt from tita Gina.
-Leche Flan from ne!
After church, the sibs and I went to Ne’s. Ne made me leche flan with cream cheese! Ugh so good. Chilled at Ne’s until midnight ish!
5.20.19
Today was a pretty chill day. Later in the day I went to the gym with manong. PJ came too. Manong and I worked out from 9:40 to 1 a.m.! GSW also played and won. Worked out so long. I drove to the gym and home. After the gym I drove to Meijer and manong bought me lunchables cuz I was so hungry lol.
5.21.19
Officially signed and sent my acceptance for the DRH job position!!! It’s official!! After that dad and I did yard work in the back. After that we had dinner with the fam and then I worked on making thank you cards for my manager and coordinator at DRH. Watched some bball!
5.22.19
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