#yah same @op

[muniimyg]

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ bbydaddy!jk (birthday) ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹

series m.list // taglist request closed

note: once upon a time ,, they were happy (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶) .... here is a not-so-mini mini extra 🌟 happy birthday to jungkook ,, my op irl 🤨

timestamp: oc is nearly a month pregnant !! aka this happens before their break up. jk and oc are 28/29 yrs old in this extra …. during bbydaddy plot they are 32/33 (same birth year just month differences for bdays)

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"nice try."

"yah, yah, yah! no—d-don’t push me out! honey, if you’re going to push me out... then you’re coming with me!"

jungkook playfully grabs hold of your wrist and starts to drag you toward the living room entrance. after a few steps, you groan and yank your wrist back. with a dramatic huff and an exaggerated roll of your eyes, you place both hands on his shoulders. jungkook groans but lets you push him out.

"this isn’t good for you, you know? you shouldn’t be doing any physical activity that might strain your body. ___, you’re pregnant—"

"they don’t know!" you hush him, pinching his sides. "jungkook, i’m just preparing your cake. it’s not that much effort, and you’re the one making this difficult—"

jungkook stands still and turns you around, wrapping his arms around you and resting his chin in the crook of your neck. together, you both gaze at the half-decorated cake. jungkook nuzzles closer, practically squishing your cheeks together.

"___... you threw me this surprise party all by yourself. you’ve been having morning sickness for the past week, yet you got up early to decorate our entire place with childish decorations just so i could wake up to something special. oh, and i can’t forget the fucking cake you baked—"

"it’s not done!" you panic. "it’s so ugly! you’re such a liar—"

"knowing you and your baking skills, it’s perfect."

"you haven’t even tasted it yet," you snap, crossing your arms. he holds you tighter, and you squirm from the change in pressure. "and what was that about the decorations? you think they’re childish? you’re the one obsessed with spiderman! you wanted spiderman themed—“

"because i am spiderman."

"grow up."

"okay... so that means growing old with you, right?" jungkook beams, planting a tender kiss on your cheek. you giggle as he starts showering you with affectionate kisses. pulling him away, you wipe your cheeks.

"yuck."

"you weren’t saying ‘yuck’ when we made a baby," jungkook teases. then he tilts his head back and raises his pitch dramatically. "uh huh! y-yes, jungkook! f-fuck—me... p—please! oh my god, oh my god, oh my god! cum inside... i want your cum so bad—"

"shut up!"

you cover jungkook’s mouth and glare at him.

"do you want cake or not? stop bothering me and let me finish up."

"i do, i do..." jungkook laughs. he mumbles a quick apology as he brings your hands to his lips, kissing them gently, his eyes begging. "___, can you please take a seat and join them? i’ll ask yoongi and jimin to finish decorating the cake. come on, ___... i don’t want you working so hard—"

"no," you say firmly. "i can do it. jungkook, i’m barely in my first trimester!" you reassure him by placing his hand on your stomach. jungkook pats it and purses his lips. in response, you squish his lips together. with a sweet, coaxing tone, you continue, "it’s your birthday. come on, honey... enjoy this. just have a good time—"

jungkook dips his head and kisses you.

you kiss him back, smiling as you pull away. quickly, you think of a way to get rid of him. he hates the way your eyes light up... he just knows you’ve made a plan.

"i have a present for you," you sing. "… but i’ll only give it to you if you leave."

jungkook pouts.

"honey, i told you... our baby is my gift this year!"

you cup his cheek with one hand. "is that how precious your creampies are?"

jungkook snorts. "yes. you have a problem with that?"

"too late if i do," you laugh, pointing at your belly. "i’m gonna have a problem with you in a few seconds if you don’t get out of our kitchen. please—for the love of god—go. have fun with your friends! i’ll show you your present later."

he whines and stomps his foot. you gasp at his childishness.

"jungkook... seriously," you peel him off you. "you know what? you have one guess. if you get it right, you get to have it now. if not, you have to go out and party."

"is it sex?” he giggles. “got you pregnant already, not really sure what else we could do—no choking. i will never choke you—"

"shut up."

he laughs and holds you tight. for a moment, you two stay like this, wrapped in each other’s arms, happy and savoring the moment.

you both had a hunch, but officially found out you were pregnant just a week ago. you’re almost four weeks along, but the news has already sparked so much change in your relationship.

for instance, jungkook has been constantly protective and proactive when it comes to you. yet, you continue to push through and get things done. from work to household chores, nothing is slowing you down. jungkook can’t help but be amazed and deeply in love with you. honestly, it feels like he hasn’t fully processed that you’re carrying his child.

you’ve done so much for him. more than words could ever express—you’ve shown him so much of what love and life have to offer. so when you say you have a gift for him, he can hardly believe it. why would you do such a thing? why would you give him more than this? he doesn’t deserve it. he doesn’t deserve you.

since the beginning of your relationship, you’ve always been incredibly attentive to jungkook. not to mention, you’re adored by his family. from knowing how to cook his favorite meals (so much so that he always looks grumpy while eating) to being the only person he wants to see at the end of the day—you’ve given him so much comfort and hope in his life. to have a baby with you is an honor. he thinks to himself that he must have done something extraordinary in his past life to deserve a woman like you. you're so inspiring in so many ways... you're self-made. you're incredible.

a person who truly cares for him.

a person who is after his heart.

a person who is his entire heart.

see, he’s always believed there are only two ways love can go: to love someone or to be loved by someone. however, after loving you and being loved by you, he’s come to the conclusion that there is another way.

to be love.

that’s exactly what you are to him.

so, because he loves you, jungkook gives in. he hugs you one more time before heading to the living room. he joins his friends and starts the karaoke party. you stay in the kitchen, finishing off the cake.

a few minutes later, you walk into the living room with the cake, and candles lit.

"happy birthday, jungkook!"

everyone joins in, singing heartily. jungkook wraps his arms around you as he leans forward to blow out the candles.

"what did you wish for?" jimin asks.

jungkook smiles warmly.

"time."

before everyone leaves, jungkook insists they help clean up. yoongi and jin tackle the dishes, while taehyung and hobi straighten up the living room. jimin takes out the trash, and you and jungkook pack up extra food for everyone to take home.

once the place is spotless and everyone has left, jungkook suddenly scoops you up, effortlessly hoisting you over his shoulder and carrying you into the bedroom. he gently places you on your side of the bed, tucking you in with a tender touch. he grabs the book you’ve been reading from the nightstand and switches on the soft glow of the reading lamp.

"rest," he says softly.

you cross your arms, pouting a little. "it’s only 11:50 p.m... you kicked everyone out so early."

"my birthday is over," he replies with a shrug.

"you’ve still got ten more minutes," you counter, your voice teasing.

jungkook ignores your comment and climbs into bed beside you. he wraps an arm over your hips and rests his head on your tummy, his face nuzzling into you as he lets out a contented sigh.

"should we start thinking of baby names?" he yawns, his mind already running through a list. you laugh softly, setting your book aside, and it doesn’t take long before your fingers are threading through his hair, playing with the soft strands.

"what's the rush?" you murmur, your voice calm and reassuring. "we have time."

he can’t shake the feeling that there’s never enough time, that it’s always slipping away too quickly. yes, there’s always another day, another schedule, another moment pulling him away. but there will never be another this—another moment just like this. he feels the weight of every ticking second, even now, as he lies in bed with you.

is it strange that he’s going to miss this? being wrapped around you, resting his head on your tummy, waiting for your unborn child... it still feels like everything could slip away.

"there’s never enough time," he murmurs, his voice muffled against the soft fabric of your shirt. his fingers trace idle patterns on your side, trying to memorize the feel of you beneath his touch. he wants everything, wants this moment last.

if he could ask for forever, he’d ask for it now.

you run your fingers through his hair slowly, your touch light and soothing, as if you’re trying to calm the storm raging inside him.

"... technically, time is infinite—"

"shut up," he groans, a small smile tugging at his lips despite himself. "don’t be a lawyer right now. i’m being serious."

you laugh softly. "i am being serious... jungkook, we have all the time we need, always."

he wants to believe you, wants to let your words sink into the parts of him that are always rushing, always afraid of running out of time. jungkook tilts his head up slightly, his chin resting on your stomach as he looks up at you.

your eyes meet his, full of warmth and understanding, and something inside him begins to soften. in this moment, he feels it—he just believes you.

"wanna know something?" you whisper, brushing your thumb against his temple, your touch anchoring him. "my time is yours, always."

jungkook shuts his eyes, letting your words wash over him, feeling them confront the ever-present fear of losing time. he feels you shift slightly, your hand moving away for a moment before returning, something cool and heavy pressing into his hand. he opens his eyes to see a watch—a rolex—gleaming softly in the dim light. he looks from the watch to you, his heart tightening with emotion.

"my time is yours... this—it’s so you always know," you say, smiling gently, your eyes filled with love. "there’s always enough time for us. i promise you that, jungkook. i promise you forever."

jungkook is at a loss for words. his heart feels full, and his head is swimming with emotion. he sits up and pulls you into a tight hug, kissing you deeply until you have to playfully push him away. you laugh softly, turning your attention back to the watch.

"i know it’s a rolex and all... but i had it engraved," you say with a grin.

jungkook flips the watch over and sees a date inscribed on the back.

"your birthday?" he chuckles, a smirk playing on his lips.

you can’t help but laugh again. "yes... and it’s also the first time i knew i loved you. remember? we met three months before my birthday. i had a mock trial that day, and you showed up during my fifteen-minute recess with a cupcake. we weren’t even officially together... and you drove in the pouring rain, four cities away, and skipped an exam just to see me. just for fifteen minutes. back then, i remember thinking... you must be insane. but you lit my candle in the pouring rain and kept re-lighting it until i got to blow it out... then, you asked me for my wish."

"oh yeah!" jungkook recalls, a smile spreading across his face. "you never told me what you wished for."

"that birthday... i wished that if i were to love someone... it had to be you... jungkook, you came right on time. so, happy birthday, honey! i loved you first which means i'll love you forever."

that night, jungkook changes all his passwords to your birthdate. not because it’s the day you were born, but because of the precious memory you shared with him. it’s the day his life truly began to change.

maybe you’re right, he thinks. maybe time is infinite. maybe, with you, he has all the time in the world.

in other words; he wants forever with you.

[jacenotjason]

How would the opposite neighborhood react to seeing their original selfs?

i wanna draw this, but im gonna jot my thoughts down real quick!!

(Here’s the AU masterpost!)

Also doodles!!

They try their best to find something they have in common. I feel like OG Eddie is way to nice to be scared or like grossed out by Opposite, he’d just feel a little bad and wanna be his friend.

They talk about Frank, they have that in common. Like:

OG: …uhm.. arts and crafts?

OP: I’m not five? What about sports?

OG: I can’t follow along with all that..

OP: eugh… mm…

OG: …

OP: ..Frank?

OG: Frank!!

OP: Frank!

Oh they would hate each other. OG would be trying to be nice and then Opposite would insult his business model, and then they fight. I lowkey wanna see these two brawl, I think opposite would kick OGs ass no offense.

OP: *looking around OGs store* Where’s your price tags? The unlabeled scam is scummy, even for me.

OG: Hm? Oh, buddy, I don’t charge money for my products!

OP: … What?

OG: Yah! I prefer accepting other meanings of payment! Things much more valuable then money, friend!

OP: … That’s dumb.

OG: 🙂 what.

Then they BRAWL!! Ok probably not OG howdy probably doesn’t resort to violence. But a lot of insults are thrown back n forth hueurheye-

I honestly think they’d love each other. OP is basically Franny, and OG is OP.Franny they’d literally just:

OG&OP, at the same time: You look like my sister!!

Plus they both love fashion, and hair, and makeup, and Sally- ohmygod theyd be the best of friends i cant even theyd be so girlboss together

OG teaches her some games, and then OP teaches her some girlboss survival skills. Before they leave, OP gives her a pink sparkly pocket knife to remember her by :3

Yknow that fancy rich ppl thing ppl do where they kiss each others cheek? They do that

OG: My dear! Won’t you let me in? I’m you, you can trust me!

OP: what in gods name makes you think I trust myself..?

OG: We are one in the same, starlight! I am you, you are me! A mirrored doppelgänger of your own image! I don’t look to harm you, starlight! Put aside your distrust.. for yourself?

OP: haha… okay, shakesqueer…

Then OP lets her in :3

I have lots of thoughts about these two hanging out. OG makes her a new outfit after judging her gross clothes, lightheartedly ofc and OP is like “haha yeah its gross” and OP gets a cute dress! OP absolutely shocks and destroys OG in video games, they dance together, and they talk about Julie huehuehuehue

WAHHH THESE TWO! I honestly feel like theyd get along, but have little bickering about their different mothering styles.

OG: a.. punk mother? Interesting..

OP: whaat? My kids are all party animals, just like me! I can’t contain that.

OG: haha that’s fair.. I guess.. but.. partying? Thats so… much..

OP: …dude unclench your beak and live a little.

Someone calls OP Ma and OG is like “Ma? Thats so sweet.. i wish my neighbors called me mom :>..”

OG: a dog wearin’ pants? That ain’t right.

OP: aah.. it’s just.. to walk around half naked, is that not discomfiting?

OG: Discomfiting?? Thats a big ol’ word for a big ol’ dog.

OP: Ahaha… I’ve got a bit of a considerable vocabulary.

OG: you got a word-a-day calendar or somethin?

I feel like they’d be friends? Maybe?? OG kinda pokes fun at OP and OP is like “I’m talking to my opposite self :) dimension plane is real :) ain’t that wild :)”

OG: …

OP: .. :3

OG: …I have questions

OP: :D

OG: why the turtleneck?

OP: its like a shirt is giving my neck a hug! :D

OG: …ok. Why the hair?

OP: fluffy! :D

OG: no why is it white?

OP: I bleached it :D

OG: why?

OP: preti :D

[tomurasmoleunderhislip]

~Exploring abandoned house with Dabi~

DABI FANS PSPSPSPSPSPS

(Can be seen as both platonic and romantic)

This is my first ever fic actually the more I think about it, I usually write headcanons and something short.

Trigger Warning: cussing and smoking. 😢😖😖😭 (pants=shat, knees=trembling)

I actually shifted two years ago to him and we actually went in abandoned house so this is inspired by that shitting shifting experience. I had to write this so I don't forget about it since it's such a cool idea.

You = • Dabi= •

Genre: crack, fluff

~If there's grammar mistakes, suddenly you are blind and see nothing I wrote this half asleep/half awake~

Number of words: idfk, a lot 🤡???

I put my whole Maxussy and writeussy into this

~ e n j o y ~

You and Dabi were hanging out late at night, walking around streets chatting about random shit and just enjoying eachothers company, than a bit later y'all left town continuing to just wander around as you two suddenly passed by some abandoned house.

"Oooo look, abandoned house" you said pointing at house

"What, you want to explore it?" He looked at you with smirk as he teased you a little. "You wanna go for a ghost haunt or something?"

"Oh shut the hell up, but yeah I want to explore it, maybe it can be our new hang out spot?" You looked back at him raising eyebrows and grinning

"Don't tell me you want to hang out in this old crap that's falling apart more than I am." (I literally made my own self laugh)

You snorted in response "C'mon I just wanna sit somewhere, my ass and legs hurts from all the walking and we're far away from town. I just can't help it, this shit looks like vibe and perfect place for smoking"

"Alright, alright, but you are giving me some of your ciggs because you are forcing me to go inside of this old crap"

"Fair enough"

He crossed arms proudly and grinned while you two walked up closer to house

"You go first" He said giving you smug look on his face

"What, you are too scared?" You returned him smug expression as you teased him than opened door of abandoned house for him "Ladies first"

He rolled his eyes in response and smirked as he spoke in "female voice" or at least he tried but his voice cracked, he sounded pretty stupid

"My, my thank you, you are such a gentleman"

You both laughed as he entered first and you went in after him.

"Damn, it smells like shit here.." He commented making disgusted expression while he looked around house

"Just like you" You grinned and winked at him

Dabi gasped dramatically and sarcastically than laughed silently in response and looked at you "Asshole"

You two were walking in hallways inside abandoned house, exploring it a little, deciding you'll explore upstairs later

"Careful not to run into hobo" You said as you leaned on wall and took out of your pocket pack of cigarettes "Pspspspspsps come here lighter"

"Did you just called me a lighter and pspsps at me?"

"Yah, I forgot my lighter, now come here lighter, if you want a ciggy wiggy."

He rolled his eyes again and smirked as he put in his mouth one of your cigarettes, you got closer to eachother so that he can light both of cigarettes at same time with one of his fingers

"I'll put that as your name in my contacts"

"You are creative with nicknames I gotta admit." Dabi grinned and laughed a bit as you both smoked and just wandered around inside house kicking some random stuff at eachother like you played football with literal lamp until y'all ran into basement's door.

"There's basement too? Damn" He looked at door than turned back to look at you with shit-eating grin "Shall we?"

"Fuck yeah" You said returning him same look on your face as you both laughed quietly, walking up to basement's door and opening it.

Right when you both walked in, the door closed by itself loudly hmmm classic and you two stood on stairs in darkness.

"Ah, of course it closed" You laughed a little and snorted "Always basements"

He snorted too in response but that little laughs of yours stopped when you couldn't open the door

"Fuck.."

"...fuck" you two stood in silence awkwardly for a moment than snorted again because y'all are careless motherfuckers "I can't see shit"

"Wait" He said than used his quirk for some light "Alright, there we go"

"So we going down?" You said looking at him grinning as you spoke in sarcastic tone "Maybe there's some ghosts" it wouldn't hurt to stay here more for a while and explore right? Unlocking that crusty door can wait.

"Maybe monsters?" He said sarcastically as y'all continued to snort at eachothers words than decided to go downstairs in basement giggling like idiots, this whole situation was just so stupid which makes it all funny.

The basement was pretty empty and dusty as expected. You two were a little disappointed because there was not much stuff, actually there was barely anything at all.

You two looked at eachother slowly than looked at chair, and than looked at eachother again as y'all stood still for a while than grinned.

"My chair"

"Whoever sits down first, the chair is theirs"

After that you two were running towards chair laughing like maniacs, sure it was childish but it was fun so who cares

Dabi first sat on the chair as he bursted into laughter with you, than you grinned at him and kicked the leg of old wooden chair which caused it to break easily since it's pretty old and Dabi fell on his ass laughing even louder with you and glaring a little.

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?!" He yelled as he continued to laugh and after both of you calmed down a little, while you helped him up. "I'll remember that and get my revenge"

"If I can't have a chair no one will"

"You little shit"

"Shut up you burnt fuck"

"Edgy thot"

"Staple face"

"Crazy bitch"

"Ugly worm"

You two laughed each time even harder at every new nickname you gave eachother it's like you two were playing ping pong but with words and insults

"You are rude" He said calming down with laughter now smirking at you

"That's my love language and way of showing affection" You blew him a kiss jokingly still laughing a bit

"Ah, so insulting is now new way of showing love?" He rolled his eyes and grinned at you

"It was always"

"Don't shit" He let out a snort than winked at you jokingly as you two continued walking around basement trying to find anything interesting. Eventually you gave up and were about to take out pack of cigarettes but than out of nowhere a tall, skinny, hairless and literally plain figure came out of wall which caught you two off guard a little. It didn't had any clothes on, it had large claws and black eye sockets...

"Rake? This you bro?" You said as both of you were holding in laughter and shitting pants at same time. Well...it ain't that bad to joke in fucked up situations like this right? Besides...it makes situation less worse and at same time worse.

Dabi pushed your arm with his elbow to let you know it's not time for jokes without saying anything. Even though he was at verge of bursting into laughter

The creature wasn't saying anything or talking at all it instead made some weird inhumane sounds and growls as it was stepping closer and closer to you two slowly. And of course you two were stepping back obviously, as out of nowhere there was few more same creatures as this one creeping out of wall slowly.

"What the fuck are these?"

"Not even God I don't believe in knows"

You two whispered to eachother and he snorted quietly at your comments but snapping back into serious expression once again as you continued to step back together. The rake lookingass bitches creatures were getting closer and closer to you slowly, you could feel your heart beat going faster and faster in panic but you remained silent and he did same as you two continued backing away

"Shit" he muttered to himself

As they got close enough to you two about like two-three meters away, Dabi stepped in front of you, holding his one arm out to push you back behind him and as for other arm he used his quirk to burn the creatures.

You continued standing behind him watching in fascination and surprise at his protective behavior. And it did worked, it stopped creatures, but not for long. After a while they were really slowly healing and returning to their normal looks. But at least they couldn't move much for now, as you and Dabi watched celling of basement burn, soon enough there was slowly more creatures coming out of basement walls, and you two watched in pure shock as those burnt one's returned back to normal. Dabi once again used his quirk but for a bit longer now, to make them slow down a bit like last time

He kept looking behind himself a little to check up on you if you were alright, he was really careful and watching out while using his quirk, he didn't want to hurt you. After he burnt these creatures again he stopped using his quirk as smoke was coming out of his arm, and than you grabbed him for his coat as you both started running towards upstairs door for basement exit. You forgot the door was locked but Dabi didn't wanted to use his quirk to destroy it because he was afraid he will burn you accidentally. The creatures were getting closer and closer to stairs, to you both. You decided to kick door, it didn't work at first, but as you tried to kick door over and over again the creatures started walking upstairs. You decided to step back a little and rush to door kicking it as hard as you can, and finally it worked. The door fell off and broke a little as you and Dabi started running towards exit of the house, tons of those disgusting creatures running after you both, you and him almost fell and bumped into something as you runned in panic looking for damn exit.

"WHERE THE HELL IS IT?!?"

"MAYBE HERE I'M NOT SURE?!?"

You two runned towards door in front of you and the door was locked

"WHY IS EVERYTHING GETTING LOCKED IN THIS GODDAMN PLACE?!? WHAT TYPE OF FUCKING CURSE IS THIS?!?"

You shouted in frustration and panic as you watched creatures getting closer and closer to both of you. Dabi and you at same time were kicking and pushing door but the door wouldn't break no matter what. You looked once again behind you two creatures getting even closer as you took the lamp off floor and threw it at one of creatures face. Dabi wheezed and coughed trying not to laugh in this fucked up situation but you were making it harder all time. After that you both ran on next floor as creatures were getting way more aggressive and faster, continuing to run after you both. You and him were gasping for air as running in pure panic than breaking the window jumping through it. You two landed on abandoned car that was right next to abandoned house, good thing it was only second floor, nothing higher otherwise you would break your legs probably and end up like pancakes.

Dabi and you continued running and running unstoppably than after a while turning back to look at house and seems like those creatures didn't wanted to leave house? It looked like they were stuck in it, like they had to be inside that house...But they still watched you two out of windows for a while, than turned back and walked away.

"They... won't leave house and continue running after us, try to kill us?" Dabi said in confusion, now calming down a little bit as he rested his hands on his knees while catching breath "Not that I'm complaining but it's... surprising.?"

"I don't care, I don't want or plan to find out, we escaped without getting injured. That's all that matters.." You said laying down on the side of road catching breath and trying to calm down. Dabi laughed at your words and your actions

"True" He said laying next to you now on the side of road looking at sky as you both laughed and relaxed now.

"But yeah, it is.. quite interesting that they won't leave house. Not to mention your flames couldn't kill them and they got back to normal like it was nothing.

"It's weird as hell, I wonder what these things are.

You know what? I don't want to think about this now" You sighed than smirked at him

"Fair enough" You both laughed, continuing to look at sky while laying next to eachother on the side of road

"We'll chat about this other days than, I guess. I can't think currently as well"

"Yeah I don't feel like braining now"

"Braining?" He snorted at your comment

"mhm"

After a while laying like this, you two lit cigarettes while getting up slowly

"We better get up otherwise I'll fall asleep"

"Heh, alright. Let's get back in town than" he said smirking at you, resting his hand on your shoulder as you two smoked and started walking towards town, it was only ten minutes away.

"Shall we tell league members about this?"

"Fuck no, they won't believe us and they'll think we are messing around with them. They'll ask us what type of shit were on if we tell them."

"You are right. Let's keep it a secret than" he grinned and nodded in agreement with you

"I might sound crazy..but it was quite fun not gonna lie"

"Well..yeah, you made it fun after all. I didn't know should I smack you in head or laugh when you were joking around while these fuckers chased us" He laughed silently, winking at you a little "You are so messed up and chaotic, I love it" Dabi smiled while looking at you in the eyes, messing with your hair a little than grinned

"We should hang out more often, I don't remember last time having fun like this.."

"Sure, I like spending time with you anyways"

You two continued chatting as you smoked and walked towards town together, later on y'all run into white van seeing Spinner, Twice, Toga and Tomura. They were asking you two where have you two been. Of course you wouldn't tell them exact truth now so you and Dabi told them that you two were just walking around and outside town a little. After talking for a while Dabi and you got inside van with others and went in hiding base. It was pretty long, chaotic and pure hell of a day. But it was fun, and you are willing to hang out with Dabi like that more often for sure.

Now that I wrote this finally, I can rest in peace.

I feel like my eyeballs will fall out, I hope y'all like this ig 💀💀💀

Too tired to check grammar mistakes so just ignore them 😍

Goodnight hoez

[mugiwara--ya]

heyyy hi a little life/med update !!

ive been super super busy these past couple weeks w a ton of socialization etc and ngl i think i burned myself out lol last night after we got back home from a con (and the bar stop after it) i had a massive shutdown that lasted hours and im still reeling from it, but ANYWAYS!! med update med update wooo

so! on top of the lifesaving bupropion ive been taking all year & the eszopiclone for sleep i finally !! got put on something for my ocd, lets give it up for fluoxetine to join my beautiful, beautiful cocktail, mwah 💖💝💗💕💞💓

i know it supposedly takes a few weeks to fully Work but im already feeling a MASSIVE difference right off the bat, like yesterday i was at the mall and i ✨ touched the escalator's handrail ✨ i was literally so excited i kept looking at my hand going yoooooo im DOING it im making it HAPPEN like even my friends congratulated me on it kdsfjhakjg it felt silly but massive at the same time lol and of course i still immediately disinfected my hands but the important thing is that I Did It

and idk its like!!! i knew it was BAD like especially these past few months its been just. VIOLENTLY out of control but god the absolute relief ive been feeling is making me feel like i was still grossly underestimating it, it had completely taken over my life. right now its like, i encounter any random trigger and i brace myself for the anxiety spiral to come and then it DOESN'T and its so ??? like i still have The Thought but then i just go "ok" and dismiss it like an annoying notification and thats IT, while the last time i was on therapy i literally described my ocd as having hundreds of those cymbal-banging monkey toys of different sizes just sitting there in my brain Waiting and every single time i got triggered one of them would start losing its absolute shit - for example if im at the supermarket, on top of the everything about existing as an autistic person at the supermarket, thered be like a dozen of them constantly going ALERT ALERT CONTAMINATION CONTAMINATION EEK EEK DANGER DANGER BANG BANG BANG- and now the monkeys r GONE. get turned into mostly-dismissable phone notifs, idiots !!!!!!!!!

the only monkey im willingly keeping!!!!! is the low poly 3d model of monkey d. luffy constantly rotating in my brain <3 kfngskjdfs

also like i still do like, say, my cleaning rituals when i get back home, but idk i just. i feel Normal about it?? like calmly wiping my phone bc phones r Gross and not bc i literally see a green film of Germs And Various Pathogens enveloping it lol. anddd i havent been attacked by violent intrusive thoughts in a minute !! lets see if it stays that way. im generally super sensitive to medications too so im on low doses of everything and i wanna keep it like that lol so heres to hoping it keeps goin like this so i dont have to up my dose 8)

uhh thats about it ! having a bit of Personal Issues tm at the moment tho but im so relieved abt my ocd i kinda have the bandwidth to deal with them lol. i prolly jus need some sleep quiet and to not be perceived by anyone for a solid week.

in other lighter and unrelated news my queue is completely empty rn so it'll be just a liiiittle quiet around here for a bit but ! yeah. also i just watched the latest op anime episode and urhgrhghrghrgh it was so good hhh <3333 so yah if you read this whole thing i am giving you a little kiss on the forehead, mwah, hope you have a great week !!

[flyingcookierambles]

anytime anywhere - milet

so by some miracle, the minilyrics servers are up tonight. i was able to timestamp this and uploaded it to the server! yay!!!

anyways here's the timestamps below anyways bc minilyrics servers are small business owned and like 90% of the time they are down. only turned on at certain times i guess lol. can't handle the bandwidth.

also, theres some other song with the exact same title, different artist. it is like. english and italian i think?? i was sooooo confused, looking for this song the op of frieren, only to get uhh sarah s- something's song. lol.

anyways. below are manual timestamps

[00:01.73]And you alright [00:04.10]Can you hear me [00:07.04]誰もいない線路沿いをなぞってく [00:12.41] [00:12.79]大袈裟に泣いて [00:16.05]笑ってほしくて [00:18.80]鮮明でいたい思い出を抱きしめている [00:24.06] [00:24.61]さよならよりずっと大切な [00:28.00]言葉で伝えたいんだ [00:30.93]ありふれて でも特別で [00:36.50] [00:36.74]ほら この目じゃなければ [00:40.18]見えなかったものが [00:43.18]どうして？ 溢れてく [00:47.49] [00:47.87]だから もう一度 生まれ変わろうとも [00:53.99]また 私はここを選ぶんだろう [00:59.43] [00:59.74]だから あなたと また巡り逢ったら [01:05.81]もう離さない 今を選ぶんだろう [01:11.31] [01:11.61]約束なんてなくても [01:14.49]孤独に迷う日々でも [01:17.42]その涙だって大丈夫、きっと夜が明けるよ [01:24.80] [01:29.37]And I'm alright (I'll be alright) [01:31.74]Yeah I hear you (I care about you) [01:34.87]伸びた髪を風がからかってる [01:40.36] [01:40.80]全部意味があるよ [01:43.68]立ち止まった日々も [01:46.62]今さらわかってあなたに追いついたよ [01:52.12] [01:52.87]ほら この目じゃなければ [01:56.61]見えなかったものが [01:59.30]どうして？ 溢れてく [02:03.49] [02:04.05]だから もう一度 生まれ変わろうとも [02:10.08]また 私はここを選ぶんだろう [02:15.63] [02:16.01]だから あなたと また巡り逢ったら [02:21.82]もう離さない 今を選ぶんだろう [02:28.97] [02:29.91]Anytime anywhere yah (どこにいても) [02:34.60]Anytime anywhere (笑ってみせて) [02:36.67]I'll be there (目を閉じれば いつも) [02:40.18] [02:42.67]Anytime anywhere yah (歩き出した) [02:45.36]Anytime anywhere (私を見てて) [02:50.24] [02:51.17]せめて 会いたいよなんて言わないから [02:57.10]ねえ 今日だけは思い出していいかな [03:02.67]だからあなたとまた巡りあったら [03:08.67]もう迷わない今を選ぶんだろう [03:14.24] [03:14.68]約束なんてなくても [03:17.49]孤独に迷う日々でも [03:20.43]こんなに胸が痛いのは [03:23.19]あなたといた証かな [03:26.12] [03:26.37]絶対なんてなくても [03:29.00]いつでも届いているから [03:32.12]その涙だって大丈夫、きっと夜が明けるよ [03:37.88] [03:38.44]I'm whispering our lullaby for you to come back home

[thesinglesjukebox]

GUNNA - "FUKUMEAN"

From Daniel, a post-release single that reached the top 5 in the US (and #1 in *checks notes* Latvia?)...

[4.85]

Daniel Montesinos-Donaghy: I'll be honest, I really thought Gunna's career was over after taking a plea deal related to Young Thug's ongoing RICO case. Hip hop doesn't like the potential of cooperation with the law, let alone snitching, so we had several months of high-ranking peers throwing shots at Gunna and op-eds with titles like "Did Gunna's Plea Deal Get Him Shunned?" Regardless, "Fukumean' is the biggest hit of his post-"Drip Too Hard" career; whatever his billion-stream track with Nav sounds like, it doesn't have the narrative of overcoming struggle and shrugging off the naysayers. Which is hilarious because this is very much business as usual, a triplet-tripping filip with a genderless chorus of synthetic sneers every few beats: "FUCK YOU MEEEANNN?!?" I couldn't tell you a single memorable bar that Gunna delivers here, and yet this song has been stuck in my head all year. It's the least defiant show of public defiance in some time, the "Dust Off Your Shoulder" mantra as an eyeroll, a club-engineered megahit that doesn't tidy up click-clacking sounds of swaying jewellery or clinking ice cubes by the microphone. It's not laziness, or rebellion, or pretending everything's okay, but some weird amalgamation of the three and I don't know what the fukthatmeans. [6]

Oliver Maier: I've written before that Gunna's real strength is an ear for beats that suit his bleakly restrained style. That's true here: the "ee-yah" noise is an unlikely earworm that I can imagine other rappers instantly passing on, but this lacks the winning stupidity of "pushin P", the sugariness of "SKYBOX" or "DOLLAZ ON MY HEAD", or whatever "Speed It Up" has that makes me love it so much. [6]

Jacob Sujin Kuppermann: I still listen to Gunna in desperate hope that I can one day reclaim the pure glee I experienced the first time I heard "Drip Too Hard." This doesn't quite get there -- Gunna (understandably) sounds slightly defeated here -- a resolute figure of survival, but not one that's having all that much fun even as he talks about "shittin on all you lil' turds." And if you deliver that line deadpan I'm not sure we have the same musical goals. [5]

Will Adams: Three things: an annoyed and/or annoying "...yeah?"; the title hook, delivered as a schoolyard taunt; "shittin' on all you lil' turds". Even at two minutes, "Fukumean" is light on ideas, and the ones available are only kind of good. [4]

Ian Mathers: Some songs would get by on either the "fuck you mean?" bit of the "a-yup" bit, and they'd be fine. Using both well in about two minutes that also fits in a compelling performance from Gunna (lots of lines are just sticking with me, I've been muttering "I see the ho with precision/Get rich my only decision" to myself for a bit) ought to be gilding the lily, but it feels just about right. [8]

Wayne Weizhen Zhang: Every "eeeyahh" is methodical, consuming, and withering: "Fukumean" isn't an all out assault of swagger so much as a series of waves meant to drag you out from shore. [7]

Joshua Minsoo Kim: My immediate reaction was to think of the repeated squeaking in "The Box," but this is a track so deflated and bare that everything is reduced to a haze. The hook is so much of a non-presence it's hard to care -- it's sung with the insistence of children fighting sleep. [4]

Micha Cavaseno: Gunna's been boring before, so him half-heartedly going in over a particularly uninspired detuned piano loop here isn't a disappointment as much as it's further validation of how little he's ever had going on for him as a rapper. Hell, the best part of this song isn't even himself, it's the backing vocal chorus (which truthfully has nothing to do with him and might even overshadow him?). But yeah, Gunna remains one-note as ever though I'm glad he's separated himself from perhaps the most noxious legal trial to ever involve rapper(s). I'll take Atlanta's rap scene being unlistenable over their rap scene being mass incarcerated any day. [2]

Taylor Alatorre: Opinions may differ on this, but I personally don't enjoy being yelled at. I don't have this issue with Bone Crusher on "Never Scared" or Lil Jon on "Bia' Bia'," who are both much louder, but for some reason I can't help feeling that the Greek chorus (Atlantan chorus?) in "Fukumean" is shouting the title phrase at me specifically. Like, what did I do, Gunna? I mostly liked a Gift & a Curse! The song's official instrumental includes neither this hook nor the possibly Sho Madjozi-inspired "iyah" vocalization; going by the YouTube comments bemoaning their absence, it's these two elements that have most fueled its staying power. They do indeed make it memorable, and instantly recognizable in a public setting. Apart from those steady drips of attitude, though, there just isn't much to feed on here. [5]

Nortey Dowuona: "A music writer handed a Gunna song to discuss finds himself confronted by several problems, not the least which is the necessity of squaring with his conscience the fact he is discussing Gunna at all." -- mostly copied from James Baldwin on James M. Cain's The Moth in The Cross of Redemption, page 291. [0]

Brad Shoup: Might be the absurd amount of Post Malone I streamed this year, but I'm trying not to underrate the modern compact pop-rap single. But he doesn't have any lines better than the (very good) hooks. [5]

Katherine St Asaph: Rarely does one hear a track with such monumental determination to not bang. In a way, it's impressive. [5]

Alfred Soto: Dependent on its hook, this obscene banality barely exists -- a bit like Gunna himself. [6]

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[loevhyuck]

i wrote the mark question! super respect your answer and appreciate you taking the time to write a thoughtful response. it’s funny you say you struggle with accepting your bisexuality bc that’s exactly what i struggled with too, and thought that marks words were incredibly similar to what i used to say to myself. mark also had to grow up from a very young age, just like me. i noticed him talking in interviews around child era that he still feels like a child on the inside which is common for people who struggled through things they couldn’t control in their childhood. i also think that’s why he’s such a perfectionist and so hard on himself, it’s the one thing he can control, himself. and i can’t even imagine the pressure of the public eye on him at all times especially from such a young age. i think he’s done a beyond amazing job of handling himself and his career while working through all of these things that could be happening. unfortunately i haven’t had the chance to watch the documentary yet. maybe things will make more sense once i watch it

thank you so much for the question :( it was really interesting to answer because actually, to be honest, i've been thinking about this for a while too. even though mark said, in the documentary, the question of who he is has a lot to do with the fact that he's in two units + superm and that he doesn't know whether he's canadian or korean, i think it's a little deeper.

bisexuality is a very sore subject. i live in a homophobic country where i can hardly ever be happy with a girl because i will always have to hide if I don’t want to move. like i need to date man. and it's even worse here than in korea, and i really don't understand why people expect anything when you could lose everything. but here the problem is that I’m not sure how much i’m not deceiving myself and whether i’m really bisexual. where is this spectrum and what makes me bisexual and what doesn’t. just as i would be “more normal” if i were straight. If in adolescence I didn’t think much about it, now it has intensified tenfold. why can i experience all this and is it really a part of me, as far as it makes sense. as well as the inability to really tell anyone this.

yah. it's true. i have the same feelings about growing up quickly. as well as his words that he would like to finally grow up by 30. that he still doesn't feel old enough. or when they were previously asked in 2017 whether mark would like to grow up, he answered no. but it seems to me that he is very reasonable, but still childishly naive. smart beyond his years, but very much in himself and with his own thoughts. he is self-absorbed and it seems like both success and loss for him, because his thoughts eat him up. but i hug you two tightly.

considering how much workload he had over these ten years, it’s really impossible not to be proud of him. but it’s so sad to see how much he worries about his career, what he wants to do and how much energy it all takes from him. especially when he answered the op that his hard work and how hard he works is not something worth striving for. can we just support him? because when you are under constant stress, good words will never be superfluous. he matured very quickly and took responsibility for his actions, in words, he put everything on his career and I don’t think he will ever be able to walk away from that. at least I'm glad that he is surrounded by people who love him. his family, members, loved ones/friends. is his latest interview for the october magazine so sincere? especially when a seemingly perfect person in everything says how envious he is of those who are confident and love themselves.

thank you again :( it’s very interesting to discuss this with you. a big hug.

[kah-hoa]

I have a question! as a user blog, what do we do if we don’t know how to answer someone’s random ask? especially if that ask isn’t really a question? I don’t want to draw because of burnout so should I just delete the ask? What do you think, op?

I answer in drawings because I want this to be strictly an art blog, yah don't need to do the same, specially when you feel burnout.

As for what you could do if you are feeling too overwhelmed/unmotivated you could close the inbox to take a break.

Now, if the problem is not knowing what to answer then you could have a standard default drawing for that(like an emote of sorts?)

For example:

[lautoc]

Bokhyuzaneht/Bokhyuzan language

Hello = Mordah; answer = Drohme

NO = kendahp, kenta

a b ch d e g h I j k l m n o p r s t u v w y z

past, no word

future keh

present en

passive, u

must, should, have to, beh

would, la

TA. word transformer

1 ura

2 ki

3 chat

4 vah

5 teh

6 hip

7 nahwa

8 kach

9 bus

10 man

100 tagze

about = kata

after = ahk

air, gaz, breeze = los

all, both = ha

almost = eyk

already = veyk

although, though, even though = tok

amount, quantity = upo

ancient, old = to

anger, fury, wrath = nahwa

architeture = abrakaz-sodnah

arrest, capture = pahket

article = kata

athlete = habrikh

.

bank, fund, charity = ev

bathroom, toilet = keta

be = op

be like, similar, seem = uza

before = gu

benefit, profit = och

bentu = bean

berry = liyduk

beverage, drink = luhach

big, great, very large = ahs

bill, check, review = vrahk

bitch, be troubled, pain enjoyer, masoquist = prey

biz = bee

blade, sword, razor = tiz

blind = kendahmto

block(square) = nehw

bottom, butt, behind = wah

boy = kehnve

brain = luv

breakfast = arhi

breeze = los

bring = ahda

brown, mud, skin, tree = lam

brush, rub = wama

bulb(plant root) = kech

business, money, income, rent, salary increase = zas

button(cloth) = chem

.

call = di

candy, sweet = mup

care, care about, take care, listen, hear = ukalda

carpet, clean slipper = same

cat, kitty = vuk

catch, arrest = tak

cause, make happen, induce, motivate, convince = wahm

chase, run after, pursuit = ibez

chair = net

circus = khamig

city, metropolis = yel

clothes, clothing, garment = kaht

come, go, pass, continue, become, get, enter, happen, way, path = el

cloak, camouflage = lamehta

clown = mehtak

comfort, calm, peace, quiet = ehkes

cook = khah

copy, mimick, imitate, repllicate, fold, clone = khol

cough, sneeze = khaza

count = bik

cream, milk = tahldaz

crystal = ovahzi

cultural = kakin

culture = kak

.

danger, risk, hazard = hahm

destroy, explode = nahwarun

die = das

dirt, earth = rehk

disappear, be gone, extinguish = zikhel

dog = datam

doubt = yai

drag, tow, fix = mo

dream, fantasy = dukhyabe

drink = kweh; kut + el

drug, medicine = wu [wo]

.

earring = ve gahk

easy = zo

eat = arhip

economic, economy = pezhun

employer, orange, fruit = zesk

enjoy = wehm

everyone = hato

exactly = kahdriehs

.

face, confront, meet = gon

fall = wel

far away, long (distance) = kig

fat, big = yah

father = Daske

feeling = lehehz

fence, barrier = ema

flight = zehs

florist = chivehk

force, attack group, army = lahz

fold, crumple = tehw

for, in order to = ot

forgive = amindte

friend = otad

fu**, damn = khap

.

gas = los

get, obtain = beh

grandmother = ebyenah

gray = kuno

greed(y) = itig

green, grass, earth, brown, skin, mud, blue = lam

guilty = wenah

guy = sukh

.

hammer, axe = tuldak

hear, listen = wik

help, save = ebyenah

here = opta

history = ho

horn = yem

hundred = tagze

.

imagine, assume = licho

instrument, appliance, device, gadget, equipment = glap

intervention, invasion, invade, break in, = yoh

.

judge = erzikh

justice = zahyda

just = ura

.

kill = ulda

.

lack, spill, spit = waz

language = eht

last = kach

last, final = yi [ye]

later = chagahm

law, rule = kwih

learn, know = rahn

least = ga

leave = drel

lesson, lecture, school = tyak

level, rank, position = dek

lie, liar = vuch

like, admire = gew

line, column, pilaster, pillar, wall = lehz

lip = kut

lipstick = tehlmis kut

list, catalog, column, report, new, registration = wuhz

local = wuh

logical, logic = kin

loss, death, life end, entropy, procrastinate = mukrahez

lounge, couch, sofa = hug

love, admire = dach

.

many, a lot = zeh

map = kehl

market, store = prama

marry, red, apple, blood, rose floor, tongue, heart = hehbi

math = alme

meeting = chuaz

menu = ahda

metro = lep-zama

miserable, nothing, nobody, trash, selfish = chasnah

month = kihe

.

naked = new

name, title = mehdrut

national, public, free = lohdon

north, in front of = nom

notebook (paper) = kilev

notice, realize = chahmi

.

observator, stalker, open = tami

offer, give = bahu

old, late = bah

an/other = cha-

overwhelm = umig-elda

owner, creator = metikh

.

parent(s) = chak

park = wachehngem

party = nikh

per, for each = inek

perfection, dreams = ovah

period, time = gem

person = to

pick, grab, choose, send, bring = lavok

pin, keep = neb

plan = ak

politician = sehmikh

pool, lake = takh

possessive pronouns = tesbehdom

powerful = tuzig

press, squeeze, clutch = hahv

probably, maybe = melohs

prostitute, voluntary = kay

public, free = mahlbahm

purple, wound = lamehbi

.

question = yitehz

.

rate = gahwiz

ray = soduv

ready = ihl

relate, correlate, refer = moghaba

remember = pahz

rest, nap, try = hozver

roast, insult, curse = khez

room = we

ruler = ankwih

.

scissor = ran

screw = chasno

see, look at = ami

several, many, a lot = gi

shelter = yimet

sister = dahpte

sit = zis

skilled, smart = khumig

smell = oplos

space, empty = yezis

speak, say, tell, sound = ita

speed = yoz

spirit = ahkrahezi

staff, co-administrator, co- = net

star, celebrity, famous = pruz

state, government = lahp

stem, root = gehkhas

stop, stall, halt = zah

strange, wierd, peculiar, unsettling = korplis

stubborn = ahvo

student, learner = sah

study = vahl

subject = tesdom

suggest, hint, remind, remember, indicate, imply = deh

surface = lamehs

.

table, bench = ladte

teach, instruct, educate, coach = gwuv

think, consider, guess, analyze, ponder, examine, scrutinize = indte

threat = hikin

tide = yul

time, age = gahm

today = gahma

to them = kahn

to you = bahp

top, lid, cover = pehw

torch = khehz

treatment = ahkahez

trunk (tree), steam = kanti

turn on, be excited = nan

turtle = yoz

twist, distort = nulde

.

under, below, down = wo

unsurance = heruk

up, above = zes

upper class = ubro

.

valley, mountain = zikh

vegetable, leaf = nehp

village = pinzeh

visitor, comer = elto

vocabulary, knowledge, wisdom = tesk

.

want, need = un

water = zi

waterfall = wozikh

watch = gahm bikta

what, how, why = Teh?!

weather, time = tikh

whistle = wikson

whose, whom = kuk

wind, breeze, wave = run

winter = zag

wonder, amaze = khak

.

year, age = se

yellow, sunflower, summer, sun = maleh

______________________________________________

Ah... Essez kag nahel

D

I love you ; Se geh dach. Sedacheg

The name of the strongest group in Bokhyuzan is Order of the Dawn

Aryel Bokhyuzan lahz hamal mehdrut..

Seraphin...you will soon face what this world has buried for millennia beneath its excuses and cities

Seravin.. hag se wolameh, kachamindta e yel ghadlam merganeltolah teh kigahm vah kehgon

Ehmehtak khamig geh na-indte

ara kendahbeh zis nan zewladte tyakel

glapendah teh vah na-ita, endahelta

ura undrahto geh, vah indte, itagha

_

tegi-evehlda uza hara gehel

geh hehbita zi khazata, kendrahn

_

geh ara-un, zikhta, zis hehbidta

kwih khya-ahtahlda kag zewladte uza

_

hagam na-otami, nazihkrahni, zewladte nata

nazihkrahni, narahn kwahm, rak ehkhyewzdek

Harunto.. zis teh?

Adahezto Snezhinaya geh.. ite ke vah lavok teh el!

Lehehbi geh ita, kahdriehs kehel...

Ahudach Inazuma.. Vatuwi driehs kehel....

Dezah, se kwihta !!

E vah! Lambehkagto, hase.

Hagam ohtuzig vah

Yo Dlamahdta merganel zis! Tehchi gahma?

U chit wahel

En tehl ta ghadlamahdta khyahdal, muhto rahn

Teh dlam merganel, hentahuka

U khyamiteh! Ahk, mukrahezot u kehahdagha

here we start, a history about a young boy who got powers..

Hey, I told you, don't speak in our first language

I'm sorry

opta chit elahm, tuz behlda kata kehnve..

Hak, bahp ita, gehp eht ural kendahita!

Amindte

Ahlantis mukta, ahopkhak nahel e ghalame yohtoze nahda damindta!

Esotad, gonta lamehta, eslam tah wit behrun.

Wahu kach mehdrut o drel, otak ho runihl.

gwahm urak, gahmak ami; opta geh tami

kendehs opel, gahmel, ghama gontikh

Excuse me, where's the bathroom?

Ke khyita, keta geh el teh?

beghak ke vah dach

ahk yahgahm sezi

Sedacheg

Potehrotayah e hehbetikh...

Geh itagha, zeh do Ghordi Klohnay

Gahmukrahel - Segdachehz

Dozveraihmetes

When your species reach its purpose, you'll see what end tastes like

Gahmet ra yi gahm ahebita gonelda, mukrahez dem kehamiogha

Time flows like a river and return to the distant depth

Uza zilam gahm zehsehlda e kig yahozehs uralda

The hardest language of this world took 45 years to be completed

ghazela yicheht, vateh sez uwahalmehs gambehlda

ghakorplis... opta vah merganahdana?

hen eyk geh ulda zi Aywa behw itahlda

veyk ita! Opta yo kendahel

Queen doesn't need a chair to sit, only horses

Net Ovahtesk kenbehzisot, ura kigeltoh

I'll say we have time to escape

chit zukigel kehita

Gahmet vah wel, ura yigahm el

gahmet chit wagon!

Ot es begik ita

gahm izah

gahmet lam nehp el

teh ghaeht vah rahn?

geh vahl

Gahmet?

Even watch ants is better

zehlambehto geh iyami

What's your name?

Amehdrut teh?

Imagine, you go to another world and they don't speak your language. What'd you do?

Dlicho, chadlam vah el e kach eht kendahita

Tehval

gehp eht yo kendahita indte

I think they don't speak our language

I had a good dream

a dukhyabeh

chadlam Enti Isula udi behlda

- Hayoz!

- Chasnah! Lambehkagtozi

- Ahkrahezi, ke dwik! kagot hen Dlavok

- Teh? Kenta gahma

- Esovahkti... Pagh zikhel

- Amindte, esovahkti.

- Gehplahz Unebit lahp na-umig-elda, ahma azages chit hazikhelun!

- ura Unebit geh mergantuldak, umigehbe uza, uladtekhez ta khindte nahg

- Svahk, gahme gehplahz we geh khyeklevita-

- Unebe! Gahma Entesla bah nakwah.. zis geh tehldaz!

E gahmet tehldaz, kaht e Entesla erzimukagh!

- Teh pagh?

- Svahk, vah ghak?

- Alsiyeh.. urale yimet chit behpto

- Urahn.. zis geh endakhyo-

- Teh ghadlam mak?! melo-. Svahk, agon mergantehel?

- Tehk?! ghabehta Unebe! ? Damingo Alsiyeh.. kelehs zetyak vah kanderu

- Hey, Lambehkagto! Pa hadrahn. Teh..gehpet yo kendrahn.. zis Mukhta chit-

- Alsiyeh, gahmet ghadlam chit rahn, zetyak vah kanderu...

Khadtera! Ta vah nahwarun

yahrun anan. Ahlantis chit behdi

kendahbeh gahm

hato, yimeto deh. hato, yimeto deh

ghel es Ovahtesk

Es Kida, del!

Es Kida, ura dega. Gahm chit kendabeh

Zegat!

Ehkes e kentahami! Es Kida

Ahlantis: uzam brugaht

The dialogue above shows a civilization that sank to the depths of the ocean after an explosion caused by a crystal test

yel ehkes witahlda zes, yohw otakhahs wohziel ahk walvahzi hozve nahwarun uwahmehlda

Mordah, Vahtes

Eltozih geh merganahda

kwih vah rahn, es Kida. Yel eltoz kenbehami

Daske! Ta ghatom lamebyenahlda driehs

Ta yo ebyennah, chit kendahun

Zi Daske ...

Dezah, rehs chit itaya chagahm melohs

kaht ut geh kendtachehlda

optahs wit elda?

lamehs drel indte.

Zi optach wit elda?

hen chit behulda?

Kenta!

Ech mehdrut teh, korpis? Opta dem el teh?

Ahelita korpya geh indte itagha

Ahehbi ghakdahl... 1,000 wahse, hayu vah behulda kahdriehs!

1,000 wahse, arkwihma nan. E unu arikweh yel umuke gehpto kendabehamot.

Utekh yo.

Yo hakendrahn!

Haghak chit.

Umuke natyakta

Un ta yo khyami, gehpwahm Ovahtesk khazata

Kida-

Un ghiruntoze gehpwahm derahn khyedwuz, kurah gehpahkahm chit imet

Chit mergarahn teh yu beh gwuvot

Chit namuk

Chit uwalse

Kida-..

[queerlyhalloween]

Omg I've also had to explain the whole "you know the smiler is probably the safest rollercoaster in the world right now??" thing and people just do not get it.

Like "ya but they lost a leg so the ride isn't safe" ok but the ride literally did what it was supposed to do and stopped safely. It was overridden because of human error and that could happen anywhere, and is actually more likely at other parks right now because alton towers are gonna make damn sure it doesn't happen there again while some operators at other parks will go "couldn't happen to us bc we're smarter than that" and get complacent.

"ya but no leg??? So smiler is bad"

But then those same people didn't think twice about fairground rides? And like I love fairgrounds rides but uh I have had to stop the ops from starting the ride because they forgot to put my restraint down before so 😶

(also shout out to Adam from college that approved of going 140mph on the motorway without a seatbelt but said that anyone who went on the smiler obviously didn't care for their own safety)

(hope ur ok w this message i just get very autistic about theme parks and I wanted to let u know I've been there too. Also I agree oblivion is 100% in a different category and I'd never consider someone less of a fan of amusement rides for not liking blivvy bc fuck oblivion is something else)

Yooooooooo! Yah I am also super autistic about theme parks DW you're always welcome to talk to me about rides, sorry for late reply been working a lot (bleh)

Mmm, much like with Chernobyl "human error" is used as a milquetoast way to say "overtired workers", and should be considered as case studies in why workers rights are important for EVERYONE.

I remember at the time the hospital had said to the news they might have to amputate both legs and the lass played hell because she'd just spent like £600 on a tattoo sleeve for her other leg and she was like "I s2g, you DO NOT amputate THIS leg, I JUST had it done!" More annoyed about the prospect of losing those tattoos than the other leg, understandable lol, so the doctors were like "fair enough" and only had to amputate the one

Yeah, I've been to Alton Towers maybe 4 or 5 times as a teen, when my parents moved to England we were only like an hour's drive from Alton so it used to be the "if you fukcing behave we will take you to go on rollercoasters at the end of the year" school trip. I had just about left secondary school by the time they built the smiler though so missed out on that one :( Haven't had the chance to go back yet! (Nemesis holds a special place in my heart, love the coaster, love the blood waterfall) I went to go on Oblivion once to tackle my fear... and then after 20 mins in the queue the ride broke down and I took that as a sign from a higher power lmao

ALSO I was so sad when they got rid of the log flume! It had such good theming! ...Although I understand why. I've probably been to Drayton Manor more than any other theme park and I always hated that bloody boat ride. DEFINITELY needed bars rather than just relying on G-force...

Ohhhh fairground rides really are a different beast! I have gotten actual whiplash on the waltzers before because I'm tall enough now that i can't rest my head against the back unless I slump down in my seat

Had a similar experience with a restraint except I was on some graviton style thingy with carts that spin around a wheel sideways (upright into the air), and while the bar WAS lowered, they seated me (kid, maybe 11 or 12, malnourished as shit so my body-type's probably closer to that of an 8 or 9 yr old) next to a pretty giant dude. So the bar got lowered and its a full foot away from my chest and I just sort of have to lock my limbs against all the surfaces and wrap my legs around the bar like a fucking spider. LEGIT thought i was gonna die on that one.

But you want the epitome of fairground unsafe thrills meets actual rollercoaster speed? Go Blackpool Pleasure Beach! I fucking LOOOOVE Pleasure Beach, there are rides there that were built in the Victorian era, it's got my favourite rollercoaster -a wooden rollercoaster called The Grand National- and it's also got some beastly things

There's this... carousel? It's not exactly a carousel because it's in it's own dedicated room and goes REALLY FUCKING FAST, on the outer lane (there's like 6 lanes of horses!) it's legitimately terrifying, whole things built around an old organ that plays as the ride turns and it lasts AGES, you just have to cling to your horse and hope you dont eat shit on account of the speed

There's also the Steeplechase (idk why they're all horse themed...) this one is more carousel horses except THESE run on tracks, you've got a belt around your waste and their are motorbike style handles sticking out of the horse's head so it's a BIT more secure but if you let go and fell to the side (as is your want i suppose...) you would just be being dragged around by your waist. Now... The "charm" with this one is that as a small child it was quite thrilling, then I took my little brother when I was, oh i dunno 20 maybe?, and WHEN you're an adult, cresting those little jumps (again, horse themed) at maybe 40MPH means you get airtime. Which means you're flung a good foot off the horse for a few seconds and when you reach the BOTTOM of the hill you're gonna come crashing cunt first onto the PORCALINE horse. Which is considerably harder and sharper than an actual horse.

And you stumble off the ride like a cowboy and the attendant laughs at you with a knowingness that tells you he likes this part of his job. A lot.

140MPH?! Do you mean Kilometers?! Otherwise I think Adam's trying to meet the devil lmao

[brandonwayneb]

Debra Bend Air

DEBATE BRANDON AS HEIR

Crash Nebula, NEW BUILD LA

Galaxy Launcher, LAWN CHAIR

Barbie & Ken

Airport Express

Project Rainbow TreeHouse

Family Tapestry

BRIANNA & CAMERON

Debra Bend Air

Elephant Fancy

C'mon white powers,

hurry hurry!

dont forget to play BOTH,

hero and villain,

Oh, if you can play Dirty Doctor, Copy Cat Cop, AND private child molester hunter

those are the 3 favorite white roles i enjoy watching whites lie about,

hey! its the same guys!

hey guys!

Yup! Its the guys who love that Vanilla, and those Parrot Party Poppers LOL

so fucking nasty!!

white america! woohoo!

sarcasm!

just pretend to be a little girl, and talk to white money only...

the guys come rushing out,

the moment you switch ur little girl voices, for dominant vanilla

if I pretend to be a VANILLA RAINBOW PARROT READY TO POP AND PISS LITTLE CHILDREN..

you guys get so hungry and hot,

hmmmmmm whats the rush guys?

hmmmmm whats the hush guys?

Rush rush rush,

and hush hush hush

funny!

you can puppet master white teams,

just by pretending to be a scared victim... funny how their speed increases, the tighter you make the "rainbow parrot" comments

white money is fun! right?

white silver labs is fun! right?

white white white white white white

hmmm.... I notice a theme in these "child molester" and "sky pizza" themes....

white teams have to answer first right?

or they play Ping Pong, and Paddle Board lol

WAKE BOARD!

Lets talk about how america likes my little voice saying OH PLEASE STOP!!

the tighter i scream stop,

the closer white teams want in

Im just genuinely curious

does justice come in different colors?

LOL

Rainbow Parrot Pop Parties

Strawberry Vanilla pretended screams of little girls trying to piss daddys silver fire

dirty white guys are so easy to turn on... specially if you cross reference money... and secrets...

ooooh this is where it gets REALLY fun!

the more money,

the more reasons to lie!

oooooooo this is fun fun fun,

i hope nobody tried to criminalize my strawberry sundays lol

Oh gee, i hope their not white....

LOL

gaaaaaarrrrrbaaaaaaaaaayge

Oh no! Watch Out!

I know how to make my voice extra extra special for whites who listened for too long...

being extorted in america!

yay! fun! right?

if you havent noticed,

i speak sarcasm,

except the only thing thats not sarcastic,

is how much these white guys want to touch anything that says VANILLA

whisper is really smoothly

vaaaaaaaaaynnnnnannnnaaalaaa

whisper Rainbow Skittles really tightly in ur pretend to Piss...

and appears these white guys have a difficult time distinguishing between protecting their Dick, their Ass, or their Lies...

hmmm... Rainbow Parrot Party!

hmmm.... a gay guy who can scream like a little girl....

hmmm white guys who cant get enough...

Anyone Hungry?

If I see a white guy,

My first & only question,

HOW HUNGRY ARE YOU?

And I want to know about ALLLLLLL the sexual details first

Nah, I dont care too much for the sign languages, or the "ops" or "co signs"

I'd rather talk about what happens whenever I make myself Tight like a little girl, while I know ur nasty asses are listening

Yah, thats the conversation

Yah, thats the 24/7

lets talk white money

lets talk white power

Now Anyone Hungry?

Now Anyone Like Rainbows?

Now Anyone Like Piss?

Now Anyone Like Tight Voices?

Its pretty easy to see,

theres tons of corrupt WHITE parties, purposely listening to my lifes work...

all because i caught a ton of mother fuckers in human trafficking,

and these rich "telepathy" talks, cant be believed, or poor poor white guys get exposed....

awww...

lets get creative,

so next time I scream like a girl whos blowing her entire vagina out,

can you at least compliment me before you rush covering up, ur already covered role

lol.... pretend you've been an agent for years.... and ur still talking to the same fucking gay guy!

LOL some of these same guys have told me so many lies!

and they act like they can change their face and come right back lol

Ur still the same nasty mother fuckers!

ur exploiting my psy languages,

and Im purposely talking about tight pussys popping, just to see ur white asses call on the club...

and once your little club of white money comes up...

i snake every single one of you with ETERNITY

because Im not here to only be a victim,

Im here to be a victor..

you were busy playing Hero & Villian... while I played OH NO!! DONT HURT ME AGAIN DADDY!

Oh no! My Parrot Skittles might pop

Uh Oh! I hope you guys didnt lose track of the teams required in maintaining ur lies lol...

No worries,

if i lose track of you guys,

all I have to do, is make a few screams that say OH NO! DONT POP MY VANILLA AGAIN!

and u white guys come back...

if i want you back faster,

I whisper Secrets about White Money first

If i want you to move faster

If i want you to 'come get it' faster

I first make sure I cross reference WHITE MONEY,

hmmm... how did that Vanilla shop gain so much momentum...

OH NO! DONT TOUCH ME DADDY!

OH NO! MY PSY LANGUAGE!

OH NO! NOT WHITE TEAM PLAY!

lol

seriously so fucking shameful and disgusting this many White guys are getting away with all this,

just because I have too much sarcasm and endless sadistic jokes about nasty fucking white people

I will NEVER bed with you,

but if we talk Whips & Chains,

and Vanilla Parrots...

you guys will act like I've completely lost control of the dog pile of slanders you guys run...

Oh dog piles!

I love dog piles!

Wow! All white too!

Wow! How are the citizens so lucky?!

Dog piles AND their ALL WHITE!

wow!

If i pretend touch myself, and scream alittle bit,

does ur dick twitch?

how ur ass feel, when i pretend to piss like a little girl?

White guys love to compare their poor spirits to mine...

poor poor child molesters lol,

they didn't start off that way...

That just "evolved" that way LOL

I think maybe theyre listen to my Vanilla too much LOL

thats just a guess tho,

gosh darn... i wish i could prove something... but a global revolution would be too much right?

Eh,

Okay lets go back to screaming in little voices, and begging white guys not to pop up..

Oh no! Please dont pop me Mr.Whites Guy club

oh no! I hope you dont play a reverse theory on me!

Oh no! whos the hero!?

Oh no! whos the villain?!

Oh no! now im a dangerous gay child molester... hmmm... these

lies and accusations get extensive quick... whenever WHITE MONEY is on the line lol

Oh no!!

A gay guy who can double bait

lol

Oh No! Not a pretend voice!

Oh No! Not another excuse to "pop a vanilla"

Uh Oh!

I hope I didnt beat the child molester "ops" ...again.... and again..... and again....

just by calling myself A GAY ANNA

lol BRIANNA & CAMERON!

Hurry ups telepathic listeners

we need more cover stories LOL

white money exposed LOL

god bless the innocent

and say GAAAAARRRBAAAAAAYGE to "white power america"

Power RED+

Power SS+ ANY VILLA

Power to garfield

[lostacelonnie]

Op xiangling out here soloing everything like the wild lass she is. Fischl was like my original blorbo in genshin i wish i had merch of her. Those are all good merch & i am intrigued by cocogoat ganyu. Im all here for ignoring annoying love interests so i cant wait to start the show. Oh project sekai i always forget the acronym for that kudos on the high rank! You should be proud. I will! I know like. Many good ones like uh. Keep your hands off eizouken. Real good show about art & animation. Thats a very good haul in terms of merch and pictures. I feel that i love to buy things but the havin less money bit is always no fun. Also thanks for the polish lore i know barely anything about poland so ill take the polish pope info

reallll shes too good. YAH SAME im so glad i got my hands on it wehehehe!!! cocogoat ganyu is this wonderful creation that i knew about for a while but eventually decided Why Not and got it for myself. my mother is conflicted about it. and sameeeee feel free to tell me ur thoughts!!!! and fair anfjshjfjsjf also thanks!! such a fun game. and oh im gonna keep that in mind, maybe one day ill have the motivation to watch it. just started bocchi the rock tho cos i heard a lot of good things ab it. bocchi is very relatable, i too am a socially anxious mess. tho its getting better. and i love love love sharing polish lore so if ur ever curious u can ask me!!

[ofswordsandpens]

always an uncanny feeling to read a post and then scroll back up to see who op is only to realize its you

[endalice]

So I may have rewatched all of Black Butler recently.....

[rainbowloliofjustice]

Them: LIsten to black women

Also them: -blocks a black woman for disagreeing-

[sxfik]

push and pull (II)

part I | part II

read on ao3 • main masterlist • law school masterlist

summary: It's been a week since their incident in the courtroom, a week since her best friend, and crush, had kissed her. Despite her better instincts, Sol decides that it's best to test his feelings for her. After all, he's bound to get jealous right?

or: Sol riles him up and now she has to face the consequences.

request by anon: OP you are writing a sequel of push and pull? Right? Right? 🥺 As joon whipped pointed out, this isn't over. And as a prompt/ask for part 2 or a new drabble– like can yeseul find the hickey joonhwi definitely left from the neck kisses? Okayyy byeeee

PS peace is not known to man is alsooo amaze! All your fics are amaze!

a/n: AAA yes i was always planning to do a sequel to push and pull but anon you really gave me the BEST idea! thank you so much for sending something in <3 this honestly kinda got out of hand, i was not expecting it to be this spicy (don't worry, no smut yet lmao) but i really hope you guys like this!!

It's been a week since Kang Sol decided to practice her argument as the defense counsel. A week had passed since her best friend, and crush, Han Joon Hwi, had kissed her in the sacred court of law, and for a week everything was startlingly normal. It was like everything that went on between the two happened in another dimension, when he was just as in love with her as she was for him.

After leaving her confused and dazed outside the courtroom, they had gone back to normal life, into their regular routine. They would study together in the library, work on their case for the upcoming mock trial, and work at the legal clinic. The two of them shared lunches and all their classes together, and for a moment, she almost forgot that she kissed Han Joon Hwi. But what could a girl do, swamped with cases and professors who thought it'd be best to swamp them with assignments.

So since he didn't mention anything about that day, neither did she. For the most part, she was so distracted by her classes and the anxiety that followed with being a student at Hanguk Law School that she was able to act regularly around him. But it didn't erase the memory of how he had looked at her, from across that courtroom, eyes dark and heavy. It didn't erase how warm his hands were on her, how his hands tangled in her hair as he pulled her in, how soft his lips felt against hers as he pulled her into a bruising kiss. It didn't erase how right it felt, having him press against her and it certainly didn't erase how much her feelings had grown for him.

There were moments, when their hands brushed against each other while reaching for the same book, or the way his shoulder would press against hers as they sat in the hideout, where she was sure that she would never get over him. Or the smiles he would send her, only her, across the classroom that would make a certain satisfaction spread through her like wildfire. It was like her mind and body lit up each time he looked at her with so much as an expression of happiness.

But Joon Hwi? He was completely fine. He was still right by her side, smiling and teasing, spending time with her as if they hadn't broken the cardinal rule of friendship. It bothered her, how he could act so normal around her, like nothing ever happened between the two. The anger rose as the days passed by, at how he could kiss her like that, and then pretend like it was nothing.

Kang Sol was always one for action, never one to sit back and let things happen to her. Even with the chance that she could make the situation so much worse, she plotted with Ye-seul. Her best friend had known of course, way before Sol could even understand why or what she felt for the boy that had kept her company through her lowest moments. In fact, she was the one who suggested the brilliant plan of testing his feelings, trying to see for herself if she was just hallucinating or if Joon hwi actually did feel something for her.

Her solution came in the form of a boy,  Lee Min-seok. Min-seok was always a close friend of hers, one of the few students that didn’t shame her for her low scores. He knew about her crush on Han Joon Hwi, figuring it out after they got drunk together. Not that it was all that hard, considering Sol had basically wailed, asking why Joon hwi didn’t see her the way she saw him. Luckily for her, he also had someone he wanted to make jealous, a girl named Seo Ae Ri, who was in their constitutional codes lecture.

Ye-Seul, Min-Seok and her had put their heads together, planning to work together on their project for Professor Kim's class rather than working with Joon Hwi like Sol usually did. It was simple really: Sol would act nice with him, just like she did with Joon hwi and see if he would react. In case they needed extra measures, Ye-Seul would tease her, really testing him once and for all.

“You keep looking at him,” Min-Seok said to her, snapping her out of her thoughts and back to the project at hand.

“Hm?” She turned to look back to the boy sitting across from her at the tables in the main hall. She shot him an apologetic look. "Sorry, I was just-"

"I know," he smiled, before tilting his head towards a girl sitting a couple tables away from them, "I'm getting distracted too."

"This is a bad idea, isn't it?"

"Probably, but we're both desperate losers, aren't we?" he grinned, and Sol laughed, the statement way too accurate to describe the both of them.

Being friendly with Min-Seok was easy but flirting with him was much harder than she thought. Sol had worn her hair down today, in an attempt to look more like she’s on a date rather than working on a project with a friend. She dressed up slightly, upgrading from her Hanguk university sweatshirt to a regular beige sweater. Still, it was impossible for her to keep her eyes on the boy in front of her when the real guy she liked was sitting right behind him.

Min-seok would lightly touch her hand, grazing past her and she would laugh at his jokes as if they were the funniest thing she’d heard all day. She tried her best to keep her eyes off of the Joon hwi and her focus on Min-seok, both of them trying their best to appear as though they had something more than friendship. Both of them joked and worked, trying to let their gazes linger on each other rather than their crushes sitting a couple feet away from both of them. She was still laughing at his joke when she looked up and noticed the empty seat where Joon hwi once sat.

Her laughter died down slowly as Sol watched him disappear behind the marble pillars of the school, without even sparing her a glance. I guess this was for nothing... Her hands squeezed into a fist, the pain and disappointment growing in her chest. She turned back to Min-seok and smiled, trying to not let her disappointment choke her.

It was evening by the time she left the main hall, after grabbing something to eat with Ye-Seul and Bok-gi at the cafe. Even with the delicious food, her mind was still on Joon Hwi, the figure walking away from her that afternoon permanently pressed into her memory. Even though it was just a memory, it weighed down on her shoulders as if she was carrying something physically on her back.

She sighed, making her way back to the dorms, stepping out of the main hall when she felt a tug on her elbow. Before she could process what was happening, she was whisked away to the corridor between the stairwell and the main hall.

“Wha-” she attempted yelled out before a hand came to cover her mouth.

“Shh, it’s okay, it’s just me,” Joon hwi was wide eyed, as he took his hand off her mouth after she saw it was him, letting her calm down. Her heart thundered in her chest, breathing fast from the shock.

“Yah!” she hit his chest lightly, “Why would you shock me like that? I almost had a heart attack.” She tried to slow her breathing down, closing her eyes to avoid his gaze on her. Silence stretched between them and slowly, she opened her eyes to meet his gaze. His head was tilted slightly, almost like he was trying to piece her together like a puzzle.

“Who was your partner for Professor Kim’s project?” he asked, his face still deep in thought.

“Oh, just Min-Seok,” she answered, trying to keep her voice as nonchalant as possible.

“Just Min-Seok?” he questioned, narrowing his eyes on her. She squirmed slightly, her mind racing to come up with an answer that’s not you kissed me and then didn’t talk about it so I needed to test if you liked me. He took a step closer to her as she stepped back, her back hitting the wall of the corridor. His eyes were the same shade they had been in the courtroom, impossibly dark and staring into hers. It was intoxicating and she found herself unable to look away or do anything except stare back.

"You just like watching me in misery, don't you sunbae?" His voice was taunting, much deeper than usual. The air was almost suffocating with tension, with his proximity. She swallowed as she met his eyes, watching as the passion and fire in his eyes made her body overheat. “Taunting me, making me watch that guy touch you and flirt with you like he knew you,” His head dipped in then, tilting slightly as his gaze dropped to her lips.

“Like he knows how you liked to be touched,” he said, teasing as he kept the distance, his hands cupping her jaw, tracing her skin lightly in a way that made her shiver. It sent her body into overdrive, every inch of her hyper aware of Joon Hwi, his intoxicating smell enveloping her senses. “Like he knows how you like to be kissed,” he whispered, and his lips were against hers, soft yet unyielding, before she could even register it. His kiss was like fire, threatening to burn her up, but she didn’t mind. Sol would burn and burn for him, if it meant a few more moments with his lips on her.

Her hands found his shirt, tugging him closer to her as he shifted his head, pulling her in deeper. His tongue brushed against hers, driving her insane with the need for more. His kisses were addicting, pulling her in for more and more. Her hands were then in his hair, pulling him in closer  against her as she kissed him with fevor, her tongue brushing against his lower lip enough to make him groan into her mouth. His body only pressed into her more, his warmth bleeding into hers. His hair was silky and soft against her fingertips, and the need and want for more, more, more, driving her.

He pulled away shortly, panting as he caught his breath. His lips were bright red from her kisses, his eyes darkened with lust and want for her. She was still pinned against the wall as he brought his fingers close to her throat, the pads of his fingers grazing the spot he once left bruising kisses on. She drew in a sharp breath, the delicate touch of his hands enough to clear her mind.

“Ah, Sol-ah, such a pity. The hickies I left have faded away,” Joon hwi smirked slightly, his voice gravelly from the kiss. God, he’s insufferable. “We can’t have that happening, can we?” he raised an eyebrow, then dipped his head closer to her throat. She tipped her head back, wanting, needing, but he paused, his warm breath against her neck, like he was waiting for an answer.

“Yes,” Sol gave in, her voice breathier than she’d care to admit, “Yes please.” He obliged, finally dipping his head fully to leave open-mouthed kisses along her throat. The feeling was torturous and delicious, his hand curving around her neck to adjust it as he pleased. His other hand found the edge of her shirt, his body pushed against her in a way that was designed to haunt her.

“Joonhwi-ah,” she moaned, her voice embarrassingly needy as his fingers grazed her waist, and then his warm hand pressed against her bare skin. His thumb grazed the edge of her bra as it rubbed soothing circles into her skin as he continued placing feverish, bruising kisses against the delicate skin of her neck.  Her mind was completely blank, with only his name and pleads for more leaving her lips. It was too much and too little at the same time, the sensations clouding her mind but her body only craving more.

Slowly, he pulled away, his pupils still blown out from what they just did as he panted, trying to catch his breath. Sol was left dazed, still blinking at what had transpired between them. The air was still thick as they looked at each other, the silence enveloping the two. Sol looked at the man in front of her, but her brain was still catching up to the fact that Joon Hwi kissed me. His hair was a mess, and his lips were still red and swollen from their kisses. She was the first to crack a smile, unable to conceal her happiness at the fact that her plan worked.

“I should have done that earlier if I knew you’d kiss me like that,” she joked with him, the warmth and joy leaking out of every seam of her body. Joon Hwi narrowed his eyes at her, finally catching on to what she had pulled.

“You really riled me up on purpose?” His expression was slightly incredulous, but still adoring. His voice was still gravelly and deeper than usual, yet he was still the Joon hwi who she grew to love.

“You left me no choice! You kissed me in the courtroom and then you never addressed it,” her voice raised slightly, and he laughed in response, the corners of his eyes crinkling in the familiar way.

“I know, I’m sorry Sol-ah,” he looked down at the ground before looking up at her, sheepishly, “I wanted to give you time. I- i know that the last kiss came out of nowhere so I didn't want to rush you or push you too hard. I was going to talk to you about it today, and then well, you know.”

“Yeah, I know,” she grinned at him. They stayed like that, just for a few moments, grinning as they looked at each other. He pulled back slightly, releasing her from the wall.

“Come on, Sol-ah, I’ll walk you back to your room,” Joon hwi grinned, her hand going out to hold hers as they made their way to her dorm room and to start a new chapter together.

bonus

The next morning arrived surprisingly fast, and Sol was happier than she had ever been. After the Joon Hwi had dropped her off at her room, leaving her with another kiss that would live in her dreams forever she had crashed, blissfully sleeping despite the eventful day she had.

Sol shuffled into the small kitchen area, stretching out her arms in a yawn. She was still clad in her hanguk university sweatshirt, her hair in her signature messy bun as she walked past Ye-Seul and Joon hwi, both sitting at the table looking at their phones and having some breakfast. She greeted both of them, her voice cracking slightly from disuse as she made herself coffee, needing the bitter taste to jumpstart her system before class.

She grinned at both of them before taking a seat next to Joon hwi, the three of them blissfully enjoying their mornings. Everything went by as normal, Joon hwi looking cuter than ever, Ye-Seul still soft and beautiful as ever. Though, as she drank her coffee, she noticed her best friend squint at her slightly, the younger girl’s head tilted inquisitively. But Sol was still on the high from yesterday and seeing Joon hwi in the morning only fueled it more so she didn’t pay the look much heed.

Almost 15 minutes passed before Ye-Seul stood up, making the move to clear her plate and wash her mug. She turned and cleared her throat, looking pointedly at Sol. “Unnie, you might want to use some concealer before you go to class today," she quipped and suddenly, Joon hwi sputtered, choking on the coffee. Sol patted his back soothingly, before she turned around to Ye-Seul in confusion, but the younger girl was gone, disappearing before she could ask what she meant. Joon hwi was still laughing, while Sol was left in utter confusion.

Sol pulled out her phone, switching to her camera to look at what exactly she needed to cover. Did she have a pimple? Did she break out?  But she gasped as she looked at herself in the camera, her eyes wide. Her neck, once pale and clear of any marks, were covered in dark bruises. Hickeys. They spotted all over her throat, the curve of her neck, everywhere.

“Yah, Han Joon hwi!” she turned to him, his laugh only getting louder as she berated him, “I’m going to have to wear a whole bottle of concealer to cover this up!” He grins at her in response, mischief and a certain look of pride tainting his expression and Sol doesn't know whether to kiss him or hit him over the head. But his laughter infected her, and despite all her better instincts to stay angry, she laughed along with him, knowing that she could never stay angry too long at the boy she finally had in her arms.