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#I WASNT INVITED TO A BIRTHDAY PARTY FOR SOMEONE IN OUR CLASS
afilmbykirkk · 2 years
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OH MY GOD I CANT WITH THIS GIRL
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plomegranate · 6 months
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i love palestinian and arab culture so much.
my grandma wearing thobes around the house and making us tamriyeh. my cousins wedding when we all wore thobes and keffiyehs and took photos downtown and we danced with someone playing the guitar on the street and this lady stopping us to tell us we all looked so beautiful. walking the graduation stage in a thobe. the girl who liked to guess arab peoples ethnicities telling me "you're wearing tatreez... do you want me to write 'palestinian' on your forehead?" the keffiyeh my brother keeps on the drivers seat of his car.
my dad sending me off to my last semester of college with 2 pomegranates and a jar of palestinian olive oil. my cousins wife coming up with new ways to make zaatar and cheese pastries. me and my grandma sitting on the floor and making waraq 3neb- my job was to separate the leaves so she could roll them easier. my mom sending me and my brother to school with eid cookies for my teachers and tasking us with delivering some to the neighbors. my aunt glaring at me and piling more food on my plate and then asking if i was still hungry (i wasnt). my mom always telling me to invite my friends and cousins over for dinner and asking me what they like to eat. my family getting my dad knafeh instead of cake for his birthday. the man who told me i made the "best fetteh in the western hemisphere".
the man in the shawarma shop who gave me my fries for free and baklava i didnt order because we spoke about being palestinian while he took my order. the person on tumblr who i bonded with because we are from the same palestinian city. the girl i met on campus who exclaimed "youre palestinian? me too!" because i was wearing my keffiyeh. the girl in my class that showed me the artwork about palestine her dad made and donated for fundraising. the couple in the grocery store who noticed my palestinian shirt and talked with me for 20 minutes and ended up being a family friend. the silly palestinian kids i tutored sighing in disappointment when i told them i was born in america because they were hoping that id have been born "somewhere cooler". my friends family who bought me dinner despite me being there by chance and having met me for the first time the day before.
the boys starting uncoordinated dabke lines in my high school's hallways. the songs about the longing and love for our land. the festivals and parties and gatherings where everything smells like shisha and oud. memories of waiting in the car for an hour as my parents talked at the doorway of their friends homes. my cousins and i showing up at each others homes with cake or fruit or games as if it was the first time we ever visited even though we always say "you dont have to".
kids stubbornly helping to clean and make tea after a meal while being told to go sit down because they are guests. the necklaces in the shape of our home countries. people hugging and laughing and acting as if theyve known each other for years because they come from the same city or know people with the same last name. the day i finally got to bully my friends into letting me pay the bill because i had a job and they were still students. my moms friend who calls us every time she's at the grocery store to see if we need something
palestinian people are so resilient and hardworking and charitable. they love their culture and their community and are so quick to share and welcome anyone in. everyday i am so thankful and proud to be part of such a warm and lovely culture
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seafolks · 5 years
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richie as things ive done
-maxed out my phone storage because i saved too many pictures of flags after deciding that i was going to text exclusively in semaphore
-walked up a 2-story railing because i was bored and then did it again because the first time my friend didnt get pictures
-crawled underneath a train because i dropped my flip flop
-spent too much money on thrift store knick knacks with cursed energy (puppets, garden gnomes, ceramic figurines, other peoples’ family photos, etc)
-spent too much money on awful thrift store clothes
-made a valiant attempt to bring silly bandz back
-ate over 100 rolls of smarties in a 48-hour period
-ignored the fact that i had the flu or something for a week. just genuinely did not realize until someone pointed it out
-locked myself in a school bathroom stall with my friends so i could draw sunglasses on her nipples with expo marker
-got in trouble for holding a baby doll like a real baby in english class
-filled said baby with chocolate milk and barbecue sauce “to feed it” and punted it across the bathroom
-bought my friend a custom life-sized body pillow of her fav actor for her birthday and hid it in her locker for a terrifying morning surprise
-bought a ball gag at goodwill
-gave a chemistry presentation to my entire class and forgot to remove the slide with a picture of a frog with a speech bubble that said “hnnng… i need… your spit”
-ate a lock of wig hair for a video that we were filming
-accidentally yelled “FUCK” in french class as soon as the room had gone silent
-kept loose cheese puffs in my desk drawer
-kept a dixie cup of chocolate chips in my desk drawer
-accidentally came into possession of 78 decorative gourds and didnt know where to put them so i left them in the top of my locker and they rotted
-got in trouble in sixth grade on valentines day for giving a boy a small potato instead of a paper valentine
-tried to wriggle my body through a saint patrick’s day wreath at a thrift store and got very, very, very stuck
-was the ringbearer for a wedding and said “oh, swag” on reflex when i dropped the rings
-challenged myself to write all my in-class essays so that they could be read to the tune of ‘two trucks’ and no one ever found out
-brought pot brownies to an anime convention
-stayed up for days on end until i was so tired that i fell asleep while writing an in-class essay and kept writing gibberish while fully asleep
-got an a in a class where i literally never turned in the homework
-changed my text tone to an audio recording of my best friend saying something embarrassing
-went through a phase where i would write several pages of notes on one page in different colors until it looked like just horrible scribbles “to save paper”
-bought parchment and a quill pen on amazon and used them to take notes
-had to leave a party early but i was eating fishsticks and i wasnt done so i put them all in my coat pocket
-kept loose dumplings in my hoodie pocket
-wore a fanny pack with a speaker in it and blasted ‘two trucks’ and also used the fanny pack to carry a bag of gummi worms and give them to people when they were upset that i called ‘emotional support worms’
-bought a whole-ass rocking horse and then took it home on the bus
-drank monster energy out of my parents’ wedding-gift wine glasses
-babysat some kids and helped them turn the entire first floor of their house into a fort for a brutal nerf gun war
-started a black market in third grade where the primary trade was colored pencils and cap erasers
-made direct eye contact with my teacher and said ‘because i am a dumbass’ when asked why i didnt have the homework
-went to a burger place where the workers yell out the order numbers and when they yelled “69!” muscle memory took over and i yelled back “NICE”
-tried to convince my friend to chug a glass of dairy free creamer until i got tired of waiting and grabbed it out of her hands and chugged it myself
-bought an animatronic bear at a thrift store and spent an hour trying to pry open the battery case to discover that it sings When I’m 64. like the whole song all the way through
-got lost in best buy for two hours and ended up leaving with a Dory backpack that was on sale
-kept a headless antique mannequin in my room at the foot of my bed to train myself out of feeling fear
-in fifth grade i attempted to physically fight another fifth grader over our minecraft fanfiction
-skipped swimming class for an entire trimester and somehow faced no repercussions
-stole a girl’s hair out of her hairbrush in fourth grade and used it for crafts
-pinned my friend to the floor and rubbed a gluestick on her face i don’t remember why
-got my friends to pool all our money at sky high so we could put cotton eyed joe into the jukebox as many times as possible
-started an uprising against our lunchtime therapist in fourth grade by convincing all of my friends to make warriors ocs with me instead of participating in the activities (this culminated in the four of us getting kicked out of lunchtime therapy)
-made my first friend in high school because she saw me secretly eating twizzlers out of my sleeve in english class
-found loose jelly beans in my school bag and ate them without question
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lombredanslaeu · 4 years
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pure devotion / part two
▸ werewolf! johnny x human reader
▸ read chapter one here
▸ hey! its finally here. it wasnt my plan to do a part two but y’all wanted to see what happens next so here you go. thank you so much for reading the first chapter! enjoy
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recap: werewolves are assigned with a soulmate and once they reach the age of 23, they would find who their soulmate is. you have always been in denial about being in love with your best friend, johnny. as the clock struck 10:34 pm - the exact time johnny was born - that’s when you felt the universe unfold within your veins. you are johnny’s soulmate. it would have been a successful fairy tale but johnny loves you too much to let it happen.
It has been almost a week since you and Johnny last talked. You thanked the universe for not letting you cross paths with Johnny in school. It would be dishonest to say that your heart isn’t breaking each second you’re away from him. You miss him, so much. It’s only been 5 days since his birthday but you just want to run to his house and see him again. Your friends grew suspicious about what happened between you two. It’s always been Y/N and Johnny every hour of every week. Now, it’s just you.
“Okay, Y/N, cut the bullshit,” Your friend, Nayeon, along with Yeri and Jungwoo, sat in front of you, demanding for answers. “What’s going on between you and Johnny?”
You rolled your eyes. You appreciate their concern so much but you knew they were gonna demand every details about your misunderstanding. Nayeon, Yeri, and Jungwoo are vampires. Vampires aren’t assigned a soulmate. They are free to choose who they’ll spend the rest of their lives with. Although they are also close friends with Johnny and your other friends who are werewolves, you are skeptical if they would understand or not.
“We just had an argument during his birthday. No big deal.” You replied.
“Uh? Of course, it’s a big deal.” Yeri started. “First, you and Johnny? Not talking for almost a week? Second, you two arguing during his birthday?”
“It’s hard to explain, guys.” You sighed.
“We have all day, Y/N. You know you can always talk to us.” Jungwoo said. “Besides, I’ve never seen Johnny this down before.”
You decided to share what happened that night. You knew in yourself that this will spread like wildfire to your circle of friends, or even worse, throughout the whole school. It has always been a big deal whenever a werewolf is soulmates with a human. They will be nosy and concerned. You don’t mind attention but you certainly don’t want to be pitied at. Your heart also ached at the mention of Johnny being sad. All your life, you felt like it was your duty to make sure Johnny is happy and healthy. Now, you sure will beat yourself later at the thought of you not being brave enough to confront him.
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It was only 2:00 pm but you felt so tired. You felt like Atlas took a break from carrying the world and used you as a substitute. Jungwoo suggested to talk to Johnny as soon as possible. You understand that. You know that the only solution to whatever it is that you’re feeling right now is to talk to him. See what both of you can compromise. But, your mind is still a haze. It was your future you’re talking about. Whether you make this decision or that, it will affect the rest of your life. You wished things didn’t have to be this way. For the first time in your life, you wished Johnny didn’t exist.
You went home immediately after your last class. Your mother was shocked to see you come home early. You always went places with Johnny and your friends. Yeri invited you to go vinyl shopping with her and Jaehyun but you just weren’t in the mood to be fake happy.
“You look so down, sweetheart.” Your mother said as she sat across you on the kitchen island.
“Mom, I have to tell you something.” You sighed. You hated making your mother worried. But you knew that sharing this with her will help you somehow, hopefully.
Your mother stared intently at you, waiting for you to say whatever you had to say.
“I’m soulmates with Johnny.” You started. She leaned back on her seat, taken aback from your confession. “Remember last Saturday? During his birthday? We just found out that night.”
“Then, why are you so down?” She asked. “He’s your best friend since forever. I trust him and you trust him.”
“I don’t know, mom,” You felt tears form. “It’s just that - I’m scared. You know how risky it is for humans to be mates with werewolves. Remember Mingyu’s mother? She survived the transformation but she died after giving birth. I want to see the whole world when I’m 80, mom. I don’t want to die so young.”
Your mother hugged you. You knew she didn’t have an answer. She was fortunate enough to not be soulmates with a werewolf.
“You know, sweetheart, I had to give up a lot of things when I decided to marry your dad. I had to give up my wild nights with friends, my freedom of being single, the apartment that I loved so much. I loved these things so much because they made me who I am.” She said. “But you know what? I never missed them. I would trade so many of my yesterdays to have a tomorrow with your father. It was scary at first, I almost ran away during our wedding. But every night he would come up to me and make me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world, I immediately thanked God I never ran away.”
“That’s sweet and all, mom, but you’re not gonna die if you and dad mate.” You said bitterly through tears.
“I know, sweetheart. I know it’s unfair to you. But, I don’t want you to die without the love of your life on your side. Johnny is a good man. He would fight all of the odds for you and you, out of all the people in this world, should know that.” She said. “Our lives are full of risks. This wont be the only risk that you’ll take during your life.”
Later that night, you stared at the polaroid pictures that are glued on your wall. These were pictures of you, Johnny, and your friends. Your eyes landed on a picture of Johnny with a tub of ice cream. He knew you love ice cream so whenever you feel down, rest assured that he will be on your side with a tub of ice cream. He just knew what to do. It was like he was made to be your perfect fit. Almost immediately, you came into the conclusion that you were willing to risk it for Johnny. You were tired of feeling worried over things that haven’t happened yet.
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You woke up with a livelier spirit than yesterday. You were still worried of what will Johnny say but the only thing you can do for now is not worry about things that haven’t happened. You decided to give him his favorite yogurt and flower as a peace offering. Today, you are willing to sort things out with him. You couldn’t bear another day with things not okay between you two. Before you left your house, you asked the sky above to give you a sign. You were willing to take whatever sign it gives you.
You entered the lecture hall and noticed that everyone’s mood was gloomy. Your professor, Mrs. Bae, was already in front with a sad frown on her face. Did someone die today? She waited for two more people to arrive before speaking. You were worried that it might be someone from your circle or worse, Johnny.
“We received the news early this morning that one of your classmate, Kim Soohyun, passed away last night.” She spoke. “Let’s give a moment of silence for her, her family, her friends, and her significant other, Choi Hansol.”
Your breath hitched when Mrs. Bae mentioned Hansol as her significant other. Hansol belonged to Johnny’s pack, meaning he is a werewolf. And Soohyun was human. As if on cue, Nayeon whispered to you.
“I heard she died from transformation.” She looked at you with so much worry on her eyes.
Your heart was beating so much and you started to struggle catching up with it. Today was supposed to be the day you agree on being Johnny’s mate. You shouldn’t have asked for a sign. Earlier, you were so sure of your decisions. Now, you weren’t sure if you wanna see Johnny today. Looks like the universe really fucking hates your guts. You were supposed to have your peace of mind. You looked down at the yogurt and flower that you were supposed to give Johnny. You refused to believe that Soohyun’s death was a sign for you to rethink your decision but sooner or later, you found yourself throwing the flower to the nearest garbage bin and eating Johnny’s yogurt.
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Day by day, you feel your friendship with Johnny deteriorating slowly. Soohyun’s death shouldn’t have affected you so much but for some strange reason, it did.
“You’re really not gonna fix anything by avoiding your problems.” Your friend, Jaehyun spoke beside you. You really shouldn’t be talking to him because you knew as one of Johnny’s closest friend, he would never stop convincing you to talking with Johnny. Jaehyun was also a member of Johnny’s pack. Jaehyun’s father is Johnny’s father’s right hand, meaning he is the beta of the pack. Jaehyun and Johnny are so close to each other, probably much closer than you and Johnny. You knew he would always have Johnny’s back just like you do. So, it doesn’t surprise you if he wanted to fix the problem between you and Johnny.
“How is he?” You asked, genuinely concerned for Johnny.
“To be really honest, I don’t think he can graduate if this problem doesn’t get solved.” He replied. “You probably think that I’m exaggerating this for you to talk to him immediately. Our graduation is just around the corner. If you don’t want to put your future at risk, at least don’t try to put his on a tight rope as well.”
You hated the fact that he was right. You were starting to feel selfish, too cowardly. Johnny was always brave whenever you needed help. It was time you became brave for him.
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The loud music blasted through the walls of Lucas’ house. Here is where all the college parties are held. Lucas is also one of your closest friends. He’s a human who is dating Wendy, a vampire. Tonight was the farewell party of the graduating class of this year. You weren’t in the mood to come but you knew Johnny was gonna be here since he one of the graduating students.
You decided to get at least a little bit tipsy before you confront Johnny. With the help of your ever-supportive friends, your mind was hazy immediately. It was not a hassle for you to find him in parties. He is either playing beer pong, in the kitchen mixing up drinks with Taeyong, or in the dance floor with the other friends you shared. You spotted him standing quietly near the snacks corner. You know the reason why he isn’t as upbeat as he usually is. You stood next to him and he immediately noticed you. You didn’t know what to do or what to say.
“Hi.” You squeaked out.
“Hey,” He replied, giving you a warm smile. The smile that you fell in love with. You haven’t seen that smile in a while.
“I would give anything to see that smile for the rest of your life” It took you a few seconds to realize that you said that out loud. Damn this cocktail.
“Yeah, nice to see you again too, Y/N,” You noticed how his mood seemed to lit up. He looked down on you. You both haven’t said so much but he knew that things are finally okay. He got the picture.
“So, is this your response about what he learned during my birthday?” He said, lifting his cup to drink whatever is left of the drink.
“Yeah, look. I’m sorry. I’m sorry that I put you through hell because I was too much of a coward to talk to you. I’m sorry that I left you all confused and-” Your ranting got cut off when you felt his soft lips against yours. Each movement of his lips signifies his undying love for you. It signifies how he will always forgive you and accept your flaws that annoyed him to the core. It signifies that he wanted you to know that you were his and he was yours, forever. He lead you through the balcony of Lucas’ house, where no one was present.
“I love you,” You said after you pulled away. “I’m willing to risk everything for you. I would trade all my tomorrows for at least a minute with you.”
You didn’t realize that you were crying until he was wiping your cheeks with his thumb. His hands still cups your face as he stares down at you. You were expecting him to say the same but all you saw his head shaking from left to right.
“No,” he whispered. “I love you too, Y/N, so much. I’ve loved you for as long as I could remember. All the nights we spent tangled up in each other and telling one another how we’re just friends. All the make out session we had in the back of my car. The best of times, the worst of times. I’ve loved you through it all. But I can’t do this to you, Y/N. You deserve to live the best life you’ve set up for yourself until you grow old and wrinkly.”
You stared at him, tears flowing from your eyes. He hated seeing you cry. He could kill anyone or anything that made you cry. “You can do this with me, Johnny. If I die, at least I die by your side. I will die knowing that you made me yours. And to the die by your side is the perfect way I could die.”
He continued shaking his head, his own tears staining his flawless skin. “We don’t have to transform you.”
“But you need an heir. You need an offspring to be the next alpha after you.” You replied. “And I want to give that to you.”
“God knows how much I want to start a family with you too.” He said.
“Then, what’s stopping you, Johnny?” You asked him. You were so desperate to leave this party with you and Johnny being okay.
“I love you. That’s what’s stopping me.” He responded. The effects of the alcohol was slowly leaving your system. You were growing tired of this fight. You were never a patient woman but you pushed through just to make this right.
You remained in silence, looking up at the starry night. You asked the sky for one more sign. If only the answer to everything was written in the sky, you would have it all by now. But life doesn’t work that way. Sometimes, you have to ruin yourself to find the answer.
“I accepted a job offer in the city today. I leave in 2 days.” He said all of sudden. There. There was your sign. You sighed and look at him, with pride and sadness. You were so proud of him. You saw him struggle with college and now he immediately has a job in the city. But you were also sad. He accepted it without even talking to you - his best friend, and his soulmate. You couldn’t blame him. He probably wanted to get away from you after everything.
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Johnny leaves for the city tomorrow morning. You have wallowed in self-pity the whole day. You looked at yourself in the mirror and saw how wrecked you looked. If only you fixed this as soon as possible, he probably wouldn’t leave. You scratched that thought out of your head. That was selfish. Johnny pushed aside his feeling for you so that you could have your dream. It’s time for you to stop being selfish and let him have his. You decided you wanted to see him before he left. This will probably the last time you will see each other so you were determined to fix the broken bond between you two.
You arrived at his house after a few minutes. His house wasn’t far from yours. The moment he opened his door, you attached your lips into his. You kissed him as if you’re begging for him to not leave you. He lead you both to his room and locked the door.
He kissed you first on the lips and soon, he traveled down your neck. The back of your needs hit the edge of his bed and he gently laid you down on it. It’s been a while since the last time you slept together. You weren’t planning on sleeping with him tonight but you wanted to make sure his last night with you was worth it.
It took an hour for the both of you to finish making love. Your head laid on his chest as your limbs tangled upon each other.
“You’re leaving tomorrow.” You announced.
“Yep,” He responded. His fingers drew relaxing figures on your bare back. “Okay.”
You looked up at him, confusion written on your face. What did he mean by “okay”?
Sensing your inquiring stare, he responded, “I can’t accept a life wherein I don’t get to hold you every night.”
He sat up on the edge of his bed, the moonlight that shone through his window lighted up his face. You followed, resting your chin on his shoulder as your arms wrapped around his body savoring the last moments before he leaves for the city.
“Find me immediately after you design a house, a building, something.” He said with conviction, staring deeply into your eyes as if wanting you to memorize what he is saying. “Find me immediately. I will wait for you. Even if it takes a couple more years.”
You felt tears streaming down your cheeks. You love him so much. You would take any compromise only if it means being with him in the end. You nodded, pressing a kiss on his shoulder.
“No other love, except me.” He stated.
“No other love, only you.” You said.
a/n: i hope you enjoyed this! as always, feedback and requests are always welcome.
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drkcnry67 · 4 years
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ttile: my alpha, my omega
pairing: John x Reader
fluff 2020 sq: age gap
kink 2020 sq: daddy kink
Abo 2019 sq: older alpha/younger omega
rating: 18+
tags: WARNING: THIS IS NOT FOR MINORS!!!! THIS WILL GIVE YOU NIGHTMARES!!! DO NOT PROCEED AT ALL!!!!! I REPEAT NOT FOR ANYONE UNDER THE AGE OF 18… TURN BACK AROUND DO NOT PASS GO, DO NOT COLLECT $200, DO NOT HIT THAT KEEP READING THING… DO NOT PROCEED… THIS STORY CONTAINS VAGINAL PENETRATION, ORAL FEMALE RECEIVING, HARDCORE SEXUAL CONTENT, FEMALE HEAT, MALE RUT, ALPHA CLAIMING OMEGA, FIRST TIME SHOWER SEX, ALPHA KNOTTING OMEGA… YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!!!
summery: not telling
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kink 2020 masterlist  fluff 2020 masterlist   ABO 2019 Masterlist
Many centuries ago, in a land now known to the world as Russia.. lives a legend where monsters of myth and story roam… to the west side we travel for our story today where we meet YN a young omega who is unaware yet of her full potential…
YN a young single omega who lives with her aunt who has always let her be her own person… but this her 21st birthday was when she now had to go and find her Alpha… she was now on a journey that sooner rather than later would cross her path…
John a handsome rugged alpha whose passion in the 4th week after his 35th birthday would soon lead him to a city called Bucharest to seek out his omega who would be on a journey of her own to find her alpha…
~today~
you were walking through the streets it was another day, another day of go to various places and check on the small businesses you were involved in… your own aunt had refered you into some small business transactions that you were now in charge of…
walking through the center of town, your nose caught a strong scent, you began to follow it… you were not paying attention as always you were listening to everything around you… 
 As you grew so did your abilities, your strength, your speed, your smell, your hearing, your sight… but you sure as hell did not see this one coming… for just a few feet away from you was someone new to town, someone who neither of you knew at the time would soon both parties would be very very very INTIMATE with one another. 
You were close to the fountain in the center of town, john who was not paying attention either was sitting on the edge of the fountain watching and listening to the bustle of the city… You were the one who was stupid enough to not be able to sense this one… 
for you tripped over a stone and fell knocking both you and John into the fountain… this was how you both met… not the greatest way to meet someone but certainly a unique way of doing things… 
john was first to come up for air… he noticed you struggling so he reached out and grabbed you by the hand and pulled you out of the water… some people who worked at the business your family had you in charge of had witnessed the entire thing, they came over with blankets awaiting orders or at least one of them was…
the other was your cousin, Castiel… your cousin was standing there laughing, this earned a low growl from John as he helped wrap you in the blanket… then he wrapped himself in one… 
John: “are you alright?”
YN: “ill be fine, but i should be asking you that… its my fault your all wet in the first place… i should have…”
you stopped speaking when your nose picked up the scent that now sat beside you… this man, this man was an alpha, your alpha… 
John however was having a similar reaction, this was the start the start of something beautiful… 
Castiel and his collegue come up to you as your cousin begins being a 1st class dumbass… 
Castiel: “oh cuz you tumbled cause you werent paying attention, what a clutz… how the hell are you still alive with you being so clumbsy?”
you had to show some restraint… you had to try and assert some authority…
YN: “you there shadowing my cousin, is the nearby apartment owned by the family still open…?”
collegue 1: “yes ma’am would you like it stalked with food and clothes for you and your friend here?”
YN: “yes and get my cousin a mouth muzzle he needs to learn when to speak and when not to speak…” 
 You hissed that last word.. this made john realize how badly he wanted you right then right there.. he could feel the feistiness coming off of you.. this sent him straight into a rut… 
 You however were already entering heat, you could feel johns hands round your own and the fact that you kinda knocked him into the fountain wasnt much better… both of you were not mad about the incident… But you now had started shivering, John gently picked you up into his arms you began to lead the way… 
the apartment nearby was prepped and ready when you and John arrived… John set you down on your feet…
John: “leave us we will let you know if we need anything…”
the poor collegue left in a haste… John went to lock the door as he took off his wet jacket and hung it by the door… you stripped off your sweater and tossed it on the heater… 
John: “cute place… i dont suppose you are a single omega, are you?”
you nod as you kinda do a hair shake but shiver in the process… 
John: “you should shower to warm up… go on i might join you in a few moments… just gonna see if there are towels…”
you nod not caring… you slunk to the bathroom and start the shower before stripping off your wet clothes… you get into the shower and the hot water starts to warm you up as you just stand there not caring that John might join you, not caring that it was the middle of the day..
John outside the bathroom was taking off his wet clothing and making sure his head was clear and that he was fully mentally composed before heading into the bathroom where he knew you were behind the curtain…
you knew he was just outside the curtain, so you turned around and smiled quietly to yourself… John came into the shower and stood behind you… eyeing you up and down he felt something come over him… his senses going haywire… 
John: “fear not i wont hurt you sweet omega… why dont you let go of all the embarrassment from earlier and let loose with me?”
YN: “but dont you have to claim me before we “let loose” as you so put it…”
John: “are you okay if i claim you right here right now? i know you feel the same way about me as i do about you…”
YN: “claim me John i do feel the same way.. and i have a bad heat right now ive had it since before i knocked us into the fountain… help me daddy…”
John at that moment placed an arm around your waist, you placed your arm on interlocking fingers, his teeth changed into fangs he let off a low growl before spinning around so he was under the water as he sunk his fangs deep into your shoulder…
the feeling of being claimed made a loud shrill of moaning sound escape your lips... Blood flowed from the wound down between you and John just the feeling that you had been claimed was amazing... 
Then John released the bite, he spun you around and lifted you up placing you on his massive cock... He trusted hard into your virginity... He was getting as much pleasure from this as you were... The release came in waves, fast never slowing waves... 
John had you against the wall as he thrust into you again, his cock already rock hard again... your pussy throbbing for more, your moans turning soft to loud in seconds... the kissing was constant... the thrusts grew more and more frequent with each passing moment... 
with now being claimed every single rut and heat that you both had been feeling in the last week came on and on and on... escaping the shower after your recent release before it hit again you both got out of the shower and dried off...
John: “im gonna fuck you into the middle of next week...”
YN: “but the age gap the pack...”
John: “do we really care about that?”
YN: “no daddy of course not...”
John: “by the way keep calling me daddy and ill give you my knot alot sooner than we may plan to...”
YN: “yes daddy...”
John threw you onto the bed and climbed on top of you kissing you he was hard again, you felt him slide into you a moan released from your lips. the feeling of being fucked by your alpha had your mind going ten thousand miles a minute... 
Johns mind was dragging him through the dirt... both of you would have to face the pack leaders sooner or later... yea there are alphas but there is a council that guards every single decision made within each pack... 
one of those leaders happened to be your uncle... that leader had spies everywhere... he knew what was happening in that apartment right then... he was planning his attack... 
several hours later you and John were laying there waiting for John’s knot to take effect... covered by the thinnest sheet on the bed you were just happy to be in the arms of someone who cares deeply for you...
John: “when the knot finishes being released, we need to connect with our packs and face the trials of their thoughts on us...”
You knew he was right but you snuggled in closer, his beard tickling the back of your neck... thats when you both heard it the footsteps and running outside the door... 
John: “alright baby girl stay calm just move with me we cant let the knot escape your body...”
the door flung wide open John was pounding you into the bed as your uncle and his men walked inside...
Nazam: “excuse me what the hell is going on?”
YN: “be with you in a moment uncle...”
you and John finished and then snuggled back into a spoon this time with a thicker blanket over the naughty bits...
YN: “uncle, what an unplesent surprise what brings you and your lackys here?”
nazam: “dont play dumb with me... i can smell the blood, this man claimed you didnt he?”
John spoke at that moment keeping his arm around your waist...
John: “yes i did, my name is John winchester im the alpha for the north eastern pack... i came this way to find my omega... and i found her in the form of your niece... now like my omega here asked, What brings you here?”
Nazam: “well well well, let me see here ah yes im here to invite you both to the trials of rites tonight... there is still 8 hours for you both to prepare... now dont you dare take it lightly and if you think about skipping town we will deny the trial of rites by which instead you both will be exiled hunted and killed... that is all...”
YN: “leave this apartment uncle... we know our rights and legally im claimed by John he and i cant be seperated... and if need be i will fight you uncle...”
Nazam stands tall and eyes you with John...
Nazam: “i suppose you will stand by her side...”
John: “yes and i intend to marry your niece with or without the blessing of the packs... this is the life we both want and its together forever... i hope this knot that im releasing into your niece gets her pregnant the council’s laws prevent execution or seperation of the couple upon findout of pregnancy... now leave good day sir...”
nazam leaves his henchmen follow, your cousin’s friends come in and fix the door... you and John are left alone once more with eachother and your thoughts... 
John: “were you serious about fighting your uncle?”
YN: “were you serious about marrying me?”
John: “i guess we both have plans and together we shall conquer it all... now lets rest a bit before tonight so we both have strength to deal with what is to come...”
You smile as John still having you on his cock so his knot can finish flips you around so you both facing eachother as you both begin to nod off..
John: “yo lacky thats outside the door...”
Collegue 1: “yes sir...”
John: “wake us up in 7 hours we are going for a snooze..”
Collegue 1: “as you wish sir...”
the lacky left you felt John holding you close to his strong form as you drifted off into a sleep full of happy thoughts... John fell asleep shortly after you did... both of you dreaming of a life where no threats stood in the way of your better lives...
~thats all for now~
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my alpha, my omega
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pairing: John x Reader
fluff 2020 sq: age gap
kink 2020 sq: daddy kink
Abo 2019 sq: older alpha/younger omega
rating: 18+
tags: WARNING: THIS IS NOT FOR MINORS!!!! THIS WILL GIVE YOU NIGHTMARES!!! DO NOT PROCEED AT ALL!!!!! I REPEAT NOT FOR ANYONE UNDER THE AGE OF 18… TURN BACK AROUND DO NOT PASS GO, DO NOT COLLECT $200, DO NOT HIT THAT KEEP READING THING… DO NOT PROCEED… THIS STORY CONTAINS VAGINAL PENETRATION, ORAL FEMALE RECEIVING, HARDCORE SEXUAL CONTENT, FEMALE HEAT, MALE RUT, ALPHA CLAIMING OMEGA, FIRST TIME SHOWER SEX, ALPHA KNOTTING OMEGA… YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!!!
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Many centuries ago, in a land now known to the world as Russia.. lives a legend where monsters of myth and story roam… to the west side we travel for our story today where we meet YN a young omega who is unaware yet of her full potential…
YN a young single omega who lives with her aunt who has always let her be her own person… but this her 21st birthday was when she now had to go and find her Alpha… she was now on a journey that sooner rather than later would cross her path…
John a handsome rugged alpha whose passion in the 4th week after his 35th birthday would soon lead him to a city called Bucharest to seek out his omega who would be on a journey of her own to find her alpha…
~today~
you were walking through the streets it was another day, another day of go to various places and check on the small businesses you were involved in… your own aunt had refered you into some small business transactions that you were now in charge of…
walking through the center of town, your nose caught a strong scent, you began to follow it… you were not paying attention as always you were listening to everything around you… 
 As you grew so did your abilities, your strength, your speed, your smell, your hearing, your sight… but you sure as hell did not see this one coming… for just a few feet away from you was someone new to town, someone who neither of you knew at the time would soon both parties would be very very very INTIMATE with one another. 
You were close to the fountain in the center of town, john who was not paying attention either was sitting on the edge of the fountain watching and listening to the bustle of the city… You were the one who was stupid enough to not be able to sense this one… 
for you tripped over a stone and fell knocking both you and John into the fountain… this was how you both met… not the greatest way to meet someone but certainly a unique way of doing things… 
john was first to come up for air… he noticed you struggling so he reached out and grabbed you by the hand and pulled you out of the water… some people who worked at the business your family had you in charge of had witnessed the entire thing, they came over with blankets awaiting orders or at least one of them was…
the other was your cousin, Castiel… your cousin was standing there laughing, this earned a low growl from John as he helped wrap you in the blanket… then he wrapped himself in one… 
John: “are you alright?”
YN: “ill be fine, but i should be asking you that… its my fault your all wet in the first place… i should have…”
you stopped speaking when your nose picked up the scent that now sat beside you… this man, this man was an alpha, your alpha… 
John however was having a similar reaction, this was the start the start of something beautiful… 
Castiel and his collegue come up to you as your cousin begins being a 1st class dumbass… 
Castiel: “oh cuz you tumbled cause you werent paying attention, what a clutz… how the hell are you still alive with you being so clumbsy?”
you had to show some restraint… you had to try and assert some authority…
YN: “you there shadowing my cousin, is the nearby apartment owned by the family still open…?”
collegue 1: “yes ma’am would you like it stalked with food and clothes for you and your friend here?”
YN: “yes and get my cousin a mouth muzzle he needs to learn when to speak and when not to speak…” 
 You hissed that last word.. this made john realize how badly he wanted you right then right there.. he could feel the feistiness coming off of you.. this sent him straight into a rut… 
 You however were already entering heat, you could feel johns hands round your own and the fact that you kinda knocked him into the fountain wasnt much better… both of you were not mad about the incident… But you now had started shivering, John gently picked you up into his arms you began to lead the way… 
the apartment nearby was prepped and ready when you and John arrived… John set you down on your feet…
John: “leave us we will let you know if we need anything…”
the poor collegue left in a haste… John went to lock the door as he took off his wet jacket and hung it by the door… you stripped off your sweater and tossed it on the heater… 
John: “cute place… i dont suppose you are a single omega, are you?”
you nod as you kinda do a hair shake but shiver in the process… 
John: “you should shower to warm up… go on i might join you in a few moments… just gonna see if there are towels…”
you nod not caring… you slunk to the bathroom and start the shower before stripping off your wet clothes… you get into the shower and the hot water starts to warm you up as you just stand there not caring that John might join you, not caring that it was the middle of the day..
John outside the bathroom was taking off his wet clothing and making sure his head was clear and that he was fully mentally composed before heading into the bathroom where he knew you were behind the curtain…
you knew he was just outside the curtain, so you turned around and smiled quietly to yourself… John came into the shower and stood behind you… eyeing you up and down he felt something come over him… his senses going haywire… 
John: “fear not i wont hurt you sweet omega… why dont you let go of all the embarrassment from earlier and let loose with me?”
YN: “but dont you have to claim me before we “let loose” as you so put it…”
John: “are you okay if i claim you right here right now? i know you feel the same way about me as i do about you…”
YN: “claim me John i do feel the same way.. and i have a bad heat right now ive had it since before i knocked us into the fountain… help me daddy…”
John at that moment placed an arm around your waist, you placed your arm on interlocking fingers, his teeth changed into fangs he let off a low growl before spinning around so he was under the water as he sunk his fangs deep into your shoulder…
the feeling of being claimed made a loud shrill of moaning sound escape your lips... Blood flowed from the wound down between you and John just the feeling that you had been claimed was amazing... 
Then John released the bite, he spun you around and lifted you up placing you on his massive cock... He trusted hard into your virginity... He was getting as much pleasure from this as you were... The release came in waves, fast never slowing waves... 
John had you against the wall as he thrust into you again, his cock already rock hard again... your pussy throbbing for more, your moans turning soft to loud in seconds... the kissing was constant... the thrusts grew more and more frequent with each passing moment... 
with now being claimed every single rut and heat that you both had been feeling in the last week came on and on and on... escaping the shower after your recent release before it hit again you both got out of the shower and dried off...
John: “im gonna fuck you into the middle of next week...”
YN: “but the age gap the pack...”
John: “do we really care about that?”
YN: “no daddy of course not...”
John: “by the way keep calling me daddy and ill give you my knot alot sooner than we may plan to...”
YN: “yes daddy...”
John threw you onto the bed and climbed on top of you kissing you he was hard again, you felt him slide into you a moan released from your lips. the feeling of being fucked by your alpha had your mind going ten thousand miles a minute... 
Johns mind was dragging him through the dirt... both of you would have to face the pack leaders sooner or later... yea there are alphas but there is a council that guards every single decision made within each pack... 
one of those leaders happened to be your uncle... that leader had spies everywhere... he knew what was happening in that apartment right then... he was planning his attack... 
several hours later you and John were laying there waiting for John’s knot to take effect... covered by the thinnest sheet on the bed you were just happy to be in the arms of someone who cares deeply for you...
John: “when the knot finishes being released, we need to connect with our packs and face the trials of their thoughts on us...”
You knew he was right but you snuggled in closer, his beard tickling the back of your neck... thats when you both heard it the footsteps and running outside the door... 
John: “alright baby girl stay calm just move with me we cant let the knot escape your body...”
the door flung wide open John was pounding you into the bed as your uncle and his men walked inside...
Nazam: “excuse me what the hell is going on?”
YN: “be with you in a moment uncle...”
you and John finished and then snuggled back into a spoon this time with a thicker blanket over the naughty bits...
YN: “uncle, what an unplesent surprise what brings you and your lackys here?”
nazam: “dont play dumb with me... i can smell the blood, this man claimed you didnt he?”
John spoke at that moment keeping his arm around your waist...
John: “yes i did, my name is John winchester im the alpha for the north eastern pack... i came this way to find my omega... and i found her in the form of your niece... now like my omega here asked, What brings you here?”
Nazam: “well well well, let me see here ah yes im here to invite you both to the trials of rites tonight... there is still 8 hours for you both to prepare... now dont you dare take it lightly and if you think about skipping town we will deny the trial of rites by which instead you both will be exiled hunted and killed... that is all...”
YN: “leave this apartment uncle... we know our rights and legally im claimed by John he and i cant be seperated... and if need be i will fight you uncle...”
Nazam stands tall and eyes you with John...
Nazam: “i suppose you will stand by her side...”
John: “yes and i intend to marry your niece with or without the blessing of the packs... this is the life we both want and its together forever... i hope this knot that im releasing into your niece gets her pregnant the council’s laws prevent execution or seperation of the couple upon findout of pregnancy... now leave good day sir...”
nazam leaves his henchmen follow, your cousin’s friends come in and fix the door... you and John are left alone once more with eachother and your thoughts... 
John: “were you serious about fighting your uncle?”
YN: “were you serious about marrying me?”
John: “i guess we both have plans and together we shall conquer it all... now lets rest a bit before tonight so we both have strength to deal with what is to come...”
You smile as John still having you on his cock so his knot can finish flips you around so you both facing eachother as you both begin to nod off..
John: “yo lacky thats outside the door...”
Collegue 1: “yes sir...”
John: “wake us up in 7 hours we are going for a snooze..”
Collegue 1: “as you wish sir...”
the lacky left you felt John holding you close to his strong form as you drifted off into a sleep full of happy thoughts... John fell asleep shortly after you did... both of you dreaming of a life where no threats stood in the way of your better lives...
~thats all for now~
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him
2018 
january. we meet, and become friends. i ask to borrow his phone to call my mom, im grounded. he lets me.
febuary 6. he sets me up with one of his friends that i liked, but this is the day he will later tell me he realized he loved me. i never give him a second thought, were just friends right?
march. im now single and ive figured out he likes me. i realize he will do anything for me. i ask to borrow his phone every morning and keep it until we leave school. he seems annoyed that i do this, but he lets me so that means its okay right? 
april. he will still do anything for me, i still take his phone. i text guys and get social medias on his phone. i call him my best friend but i dont mean it. 
june. i am ungrounded. its summer time, i invite him to my birthday party, we text constantly and i finally realize i like being friends with him, he legitimately becomes my best friend. 
august. we go back to school. i think i might like him, i decide to forget that and date other people to hide my feelings, it doesnt help. 
october. i slip up. i flirt with him. he reciprocates and i realise i might be in love with him. 
november 5. i finally convince him i really do like him and i want to date him. he asks me to be his girlfriend. ive never been happier. life feels like a dream. 
2019
january. the magic has worn off. every day feels the same, im bored of my life and want a change. i decide to break up with him.we stop being friends for 2 days but realise we cant stay apart. we go back to being best friends while also being very flirty. i start dating other people, he never even looks at other girls. 
may 10. i decide to date a boy who messed me over in 8th grade. he tells me im going to get hurt but still supports my decision. 
may 14. i get hurt and i cry to him. it takes me months to get over the break up and he is by my side every step of the way. i fall deeper in love with him. 
august. i start dating a new boy who makes me realise he is toxic and a bad friend. i decide to stop being friends with him. me and the boy break up, i run to him and he is there for me. i realize ive never been this in love with him before.
december 5. i tell him i want to be his girlfriend, that i miss him and im in love with him. he says he loves me too and asks me to be his girlfriend. the relationship feels weird. we act like just friends at first but when i tell him i dont like that he does everything in his power to fix it. 
2020
january. ive never loved anyone more, i think im going to marry him. i meet the new girl at school and she instantly becomes my best friend. me and him are the cutest couple. 
febuary. i tell him we need to break up, that im losing feelings. im terrified hes going to commit suicide when i tell him. i lie about why we break up, im too scared to tell him i think he is my forever person. im only 15, i dont want to be tied down. i start dating someone new a couple weeks later. he asks if i broke up with him for someone new, i tell him no. i tell him he meant the world to me but i just lost feelings its no ones fault. 
march 5. i break up with the boy im dating, hes all i can think about 
march 6. i tell him im in love with him, i say im going to miss him over the spring break. he smiles at me and i kiss him. he says i shouldnt do that, i just got out of a relationship. i tell him it doesnt matter, ive found my forever person. its him, its always been him.  i have to leave, i expect to see him in a week. 
march 14. they cancel school for two weeks, we remain just friends. he says we cant date. i agree, and start talking to other people too.
april 16. he is mad im talking to other guys, but hes furious when he finds out im talking to a boy who messed me over un 8th grade. he gives me an ultimatum, says if anything ever happens with the guy who messed me over our friendship is out the window. i said okay, but knowing he gave me an ultimatum hurt. he said he thinks im going to do something and lie to him about it. i ask if hes logged into my instagram without my permission. he says he couldnt help it, that if i wasnt such a liar he wouldnt have to do that. he says its my fault hes this way. im pretty sure hes right. this is the first big fight. we stop being friends. 
april 20. a boy i liked messed me over. its midnight, but i have to text him, i dont trust anyone else. he comes to my rescue. he says hes sorry that he messed up, i say so did i im sorry i lied. he says me too. we talk until almost 7 in the morning. we are friends again. 
may. we go from texting constantly to texting a few times a day, then once or twice a week. i feel like its my fault. i try toreach out and ask why were growing apart. he seems like he couldnt care less. we get into fights almost daily, eventually we just stop. 
june 20. a boy i really liked admitted to only kissing me to win a bet and only talking to me so he could use me. i run to him begging for him to tell me i meant something to him, he tells me that i shouldnt have come to him. i ask him if i meant anything to him. he says of course, but asks how many people ever actually meant something to me. i realize ive lost him forever. 
june 30. i send a final apology for everything. i expect it to be the last time i talk to him. he says he couldnt care less what i have to say. “dont contact me again” he says. i couldnt agree more. 
september 16. we go back to school for the first time since march. i pray that i dont have classes with him. my classes are free from him and i thank god. i dont see him in the hallways either
september 23. i see him in person for the first time since march. i think im mentally prepared for it but nothing could prepare me. my feelings hit me like a truck. i know i should be over him but im not. its been months.i shouldnt care. i still do. i cry myself to sleep, wishing i could change the past. .
 it had been 6 months since i saw him. it had been 5 months since the first fight. it had been 4 months since we stopped being friends. it had been 3 months since the last text from him. it had been 2 and a half years of friendship down the drain. all because of one thing. 
me. 
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I fell asleep last night I'm sorry askdjalk. I'm here now! Without further ado, let me begin - Long Story Anon
Okay. It was around February last year, when my friends told me we should go out to the club, because it had been ages since we all went out together, so I agreed. The night had started like shit for me: the second I stepped out of the cab, one of my shoes broke; the strap detached from the sole and my heel was shaking trying to keep myself balanced before we even got into the damn club! I told my friends maybe I should just leave but they insisted I stayed for at least a little bit, so I did.
Luckily they let us through the door quickly so I had to hold onto one of my friends' hand so I would end up sprawled on the nasty floor as we went down the stairs. The night was pretty uneventful, we were having a great time and one moment I spot a guy in the crowd. It was the weirdest thing, I didn't know where I knew him from, or even if I knew him, but he caught my eye and he looked damn familiar so I couldn't help but stare a little bit. I told my friend "Look at that guy, he's cute" ☆2
She turned around and agreed, and we just kept dancing like nothing happened. Not too long after, I was still dancing and see this guy in question approaching me. I'm not really used to guys I find attractive being the first ones to make a move, not to mention I wasn't dressed the most according that nights. In fact I was wearing a dress down to the knee as opposed to most of the girls wearing sexy af outfits all around me. So I hesitated at first, not sure of what exactly he really wanted ☆3
He then moved rather close and my friends looked at me with wide eyes, as in 'lucky bitch' lol, and asked me to dance. I usually say no, most guys in the club in my experience are assholes and after all I was just there to have fun with my friends, but considering I had taken an interest before, I agreed. Turns out he was quite really fucking drunk lol. He wanted to make out the second I said yes and I'm not really comfortable with that so I kept moving my head away and he'd only kiss my cheek☆4
omg :-( im terribly intimidated by drunk guys!!!!!
He asked my name and I asked his, it didn't ring a bell but I asked if we knew each other and he said no. I tried to dance decently with a broken shoe and as if it wasn't hard enough, his hands on the curve of my back kept moving down, he wanted pretty stubbornly to touch my butt, which I wasn't comfortable with. I looked at my friends and asked to be saved but they just, oblivious, thumbed up and continued with their own dancing, so I told this guy to stop. I wanted to leave and he let me go ☆5
ahhhh shit ur friends tho!!!! i would have been a right mess in ur situation lmao but i totally relate to the not wearing revealing things part!! i usually dont really go to clubs but when i do the most (or least lol) i’ll wear is like a crop top and a skirt. 
He whined a bit but was respectful with my decission, still stuck around a little bit to see if I changed my mind but I didn't. He'd ask my friends "why is she so mean" and they just laughed it off. For a drunk stranger he was rather sweet honestly, in his state he even charmed my friends. Eventually he got tired and left, walking past a couple of times going to buy more drinks but we didn't interact any more that night. When the party was over I saw him again, turns out he'd gone there with ☆ 6
A guy I'd gone to high school with, but it was dawn already and my friends were tired, my foot hurt from trying to keep my shoe on despite it being broken so we just walked to a cab and he didnt even look my way as I walked by. In the cab I told my friends about the ass grabbing, which I'm not gonna lie, I liked lol but I just didn't feel like it was the right place for that and they apologized, saying they thought I really wanted to dance with him and that's why they didn't pull me out ☆ 7
I stayed at my friends' house afterwards, and didn't give this guy much thought for a while. The next weekend me and one of the friends' I'd gone with the Friday before, had a birthday party which we attended. By the time I got home I recieved an instagram request from, you guessed, ass touching guy! I had no idea how he found me, or my name or my account, but he did and I accepted. Turns out as opposed to what usally happens, he was way cuter with better lighting than he looked that night ☆ 8
He messaged me shortly after, and it's been a while so I don't really remember the details of that first conversation but he said that whole night is a blur, but someone told him he'd made out with a girl that night and he went through hell to be able to find out what my name was. Now, is it the most romantic way of meeting someone? No, but men usually don't even bother giving you a second look so the fact that he even ASKED about me was new to me. He invited me to the movies that friday ☆ 9
gahhhhh this is so cute! i would have dismissed the night bc it didnt seem to end that well, but the fact that he remembered even after he was drunk is so sweet!!! and agreed lmao meeting someone at a club isn't my ideal way to start a rs :”)
And I usually, being an extremely shy person, come up with excuses to get out of having to say yes. But he seemed really sweet so I agreed. He said he'd pick me up at home, which was again something very new, as most guys my age aren't that chivalrous lol and idk I just had a good feeling about him. I'd been single for over 20 years, virgin, never in a relationship, tbh I felt like it was about time I stepped out of my comfort zone ☆ 10
We discovered we were in the same classes in uni, majoring in the same thing! We probably crossed paths hundreds of times and didn't even notice each other (but I knew he seemed familiar!), he told me it was pretty lucky that he got to find out my name: a girl from his HS happened to be there that night, who happened to know one of the girls in my group of friends whom I hadn't gone out with in TWO YEARS, so she told this girl my name and she told him and that's how he found me ☆ 11
Never have I had such a perfect first date. We were both freezing in the movies, he tried not smoothly at all to put his arm around me to keep each other warm; he offered to pay for everything against my complaints so for dinner I ordered some coffee and fries which he found gross. It was past midnight when we left the theater so he asked if I wanted some drinks, neither of us clearly wanting to leave each other just yet, so I agreed. He took me to a magical place with fairy lights ☆ 12
A bar that had tables amongst trees in a 'backyard'. We talked about his family, about mine, about our career, about so many things I was having a hard time keeping count. I would fall for him harder with every passing second; I felt like I was in a movie! Soon, it was past three in the morning and I found myself not wanting to let go of him yet, and that never, NEVER happens to me. He was such a gentleman he put film love interests to shame... ☆ 13
He'd open every door, pull out my chair, keep a respectable distance and many other little things I'm not sure he was aware of, but were the first of many things that would make me fall in love with him so fast I wouldn't even know what hit me. I made clear at one point that we hadn't kissed that night we met, I just don't really do that at all and he apologized for his behavior, telling me he'd went out to celebrate a milestone with his friends and drank way too much ☆ 14
He usually never drinks so heavily, or even goes out partying, let alone that one place, but one of his friends knew the door man so we both went to the same club. It all seemed so perfectly designed? So many coincidences could be count for it to be, you know...a mere coincidence. In that moment, and bear with me bc I know it's lame, it felt like it was destiny that we met each other that night. He was as perfect as they come and I knew that first night I'd already lost. I was falling for him☆15
If you want me to give you some character background I'm the most skeptical little shit. Yes I enjoy love stories but I'm damn convinced love isn't real. People just feel lust for each other, but love? Nah man, that doesn't exist. Yet with only one date this guy had changed my entire mind set and I just KNEW he was going to be the end of me. But for some reason, knowing with such intensity I'd end up hurt, I decided to let myself fall hopelessly for him ☆ 16
He, and I wasnt really surprised, asked if I wanted to go to his place after we left the bar. I couldn't blame him, the sexual tension was unbearable through the whole night, and if I wasn't this unexperienced I would've said yes without hesitation. But I didn't want to ruin everything being incredibly disapointing after the 1ST DATE. Not to mention we hadn't even kissed yet. So asked if he could just take me home and he said yes. He parked in front of my house and we sat there in the dark ☆ 17
The soft music playing from the stereo, and I forgot to mention: his taste in music was flawless; yet another detail I loved him for. We were saying our goodbyes and I wanted really bad for him to lean in and kiss me, but he didn't and I didn't either. Not wanting for it to be too awkward, I just quickly kissed his cheek and stepped out of the car. I didn't even have to look to know he was disappointed. I knew I was. He waited until I got in, to know I was safe and then he drove off ☆ 18
I was walking on clouds. I had to pinch myself to make sure I wasn't dreaming. He'd been too perfect, the whole night had been perfect! But we didn't even kiss. So I went to bed, and checked my phone to realize he'd texted me the second he pulled out of the driveway. "You left too fast" He said. I squealed, we flirted, hinting at wanting to kiss the next time. THE NEXT TIME! I couldn't believe it. I had to be dreaming. That night I fell asleep the happiest I'd been in a while ☆ 19
i am so so so in love with your story up to this point but why do i feel scared??? :”( i vaguely recall that you told me your story didnt have a happy ending in one of your first asks right?? right now im just hoping i remembered wrongly and you guys are still together :-( it sounds so so so magical and i can relate to the not believing in love part!!! he seems really sweet when i would have been put off by his drunk behaviour lmao but im glad he wasn't like that!!
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i can remember going to like five bday parties
1. kid in preschool who invited pretty much everyone. all i remember was going up the driveway
2. kid in elementary school named tommy who didn't have hardly any friends, same. we went to the bowling alley and i'm sure that was great. i'm cool with bowling.
just remembered i had a kinda friend named sophia for a few years cuz our moms worked together or smthing. she was fun we just didnt see each other that much. also had a friend in early elementary school named michael who i enjoyed being around, which was rare i actively wanted to be friends with someone, he was cool too. i think he went to a different school after a couple of grades tho. another rare friend i wanted to be friends with was the one where we were both so quiet that im not even sure we spoke the same language, in a literal sense. but that was the one where one day i guess the teacher wanted to make an example out of a couple quiet kids who never did anything coz we were getting a kick out of looking at each other thru the holes in our folders and it wasnt even a lesson but i had to carry my assigned desk across the room and for someone who interprets attention as dangerous it was a trial for me though i pretended it was fine coz i have had a stubborn streak since old enough to have like any traits at all. other people i wanted to be friends with pre-college: josh, who i was friends with, but after we went to different schools and i found him on facebook he refused to talk to me coz he was going through a hardcore late emo phase i guess and i hope that part of his life has settled; emily, who was cute and friendly and we were acquaintances who shared classes but i never spoke to anyone and we never got a friendship going thru coincidence, saw her years later at my summer job and she seemed alive; arissa, who i was friends with and could goof around with but then we went to different schools and never had any contact since
3. a sorta friend from since-preschool, this one was pretty fun, it was a smallish sleepover and we watched a movie and did the thing where you pour some colors into a mold and bake ur own custom superball, there were fireflies too, her parents were nice.
4. a friend who had a pool party which was great b/c i like pools. accidentally gave her a present meant for my dad because they were the same size and i wrapped them together coz their birthdays are close together and i didnt even realize it until my dad opened the one meant for her a few days later. classic
5. a friend who went to a concert kind of but it was like a mom concert especially since her mom took us and it was fine but i dont count it as my first concert which was me sneaking off to see kesha. it was good except she hadnt ever said it was a birthday thing so i hadnt brought a gift and there was only one other person invited, who totally had. Classic
6. just remembered another one which was a elementary school friend for a couple years, all i remember really happening was using coloring books and she got really stressed about finding a marker she'd just gotten as a gift because her parents would be mad. also got stressed when something spilled i think. i recognized that pretty easily so im really assuming her parents were abusive too. she wasnt always that great a friend though and it made me mad, like one time in art class she asked my advice on how to fix flower stems she'd painted too wide and i said well all i could really think to do was use some white paint on it, and when she did that and the paint didnt opaquely cover up what she'd painted she got mad at me and for some reason stole my scissors to get even with me for ruining her painting. third grade me didnt think that was cool. plus she always took half my sandwich at lunch, like, bro. but that wasnt as annoying as the time a friend in middle school who was one of the only people to actually hang out with me was not only going thru a period of not hanging out with me but also only talking to me to get my math homework to copy from during lunch. and then one day she didnt even give it back before lunch and our next period was math and anyways i was upset about getting a zero but then i didnt care pretty quickly. she was pretty nice anyway. and i came to give like rock bottom amt of shits abt school within time so looking back im definitely not even mad. that scissors thing was still out of line tho by contrast
thrillingly i thought of that topic coz once i tagged along to a bday party of one of my sister's friends, my sister being a person who actually has friends. it was pretty fun and it was just backyard running around and one of them let me race them around in circles on a bike, which i recognized as gracious from a kid three years older. i think that was where my sister got a plastic cup that looked like a coconut that my mom took and threw away later to punish her for whatever and i remember coz my sister cared enough about it to ask her not to throw it away but of course that doesnt work
i had a bday party once? in elementary school. i guess we saw a movie but im not sure what it was. and it was a sleepover so apparently i couldnt invite my friends who were boys, which was at least half of the precious few of them, which i thought was dumbassed as hell, on account of it was. plus for like weeks in advance my mom threatened to cancel it for whatever thing of the day was pissing her off. probably not playing piano for thirty minutes a day which i never wanted to do but for some reason had to do for years because i made the mistake of wanting to do the thing my sister was when i was like five and a clueless fucko. and we owned a piano. idk why my mom gave a shit that if we showed any interest in learning we Had to, for 30 min a Day which is an eternity in kid time, and also we couldnt stop. that was a weird thing that i forget about. i forget about 86% of my life and 93% of the first third or two because there is not much worth remembering as you can imagine. i mean, its mostly there in my memory, its just hard to pull up anything unless i have a specific reminder of a certain memory or else just try really hard i guess. i'm just out here, who knows what was going on back then. besides bs
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i was tempted to write this earlier bc i knew i was more awake but i was afraid that someone would see my computer and wonder what i was typing so i didnt but i kinda wished i did. 
i woke up late for design lab this morning but my book cover printed fine, with the exception of my little cutting mishap 
but the fit and design turned out really nice ^_^ and i was pretty on top of everything for class too! i was supposed to go to the sewing lab with dana today but she bailed last minute but it was actually great bc i really wanted to go to trader joe’s anyway and i wasnt sure if i would make it back in time by 3:30pm! i, admittedly, felt pretty intimidated and awkward at first with everyone at northwestern and tried to just make up an excuse, stating that i wanted to focus on my homework instead. and i kept comparing myself to others and wondering why i wasnt good enough, why wasnt i invited to plan the christmas party? why didnt joey want to talk to me about church? but once i took a step back, i realized that i was just overreacting. it’s true that i havent been the most involved or outspoken so it would make sense for them to not think of me first. just bc im used that back in cali, doesnt mean they have the same perception of me here. but what really made my night was when we surprised rachel for her birthday. when she shared about her experience at retreat, my heart broke bc i totally understood how she felt and wanted to give her wisdom. i really wanted to just pray and hug her once we took did our own thing but wasnt sure if i would have the chance. and i got it but didnt take it and honestly, i regret it. i shouldve just done it. but i did get her number and i am hoping to meet up with her one-on-one to really just share life together. and i got to close in a group prayer for her too c:
on the way back, i started talking to p. josh and... it was really nice. i think the whole night, i was worried bc their perception of me is so different from who i actually am and strive to be. and i think in talking to josh today, i got to show him that part of me a bit more. and, idk. it was just nice to talk and share life together. i actually felt comfortable being open and could even imagine myself talking about my traumatic past. and im really excited to see what God has in store in the future and how He will continue to move within not onlly Movement, but Lakeview as a whole c: 
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On the brink of Brexit, voters reflect: I feel more strongly now. Let’s get out
As article 50 is about to be triggered, how do people feel in Smethwick, a Midlands town that voted to leave?
I moved to Bearwood in Smethwick in the hot summer of 1976. We were moving up, leaving behind the sixth floor of a block on the sprawling Lee Bank council estate for a house and garden in a safer area with large parks and better schools, a few miles from Birmingham.
I grew up there in the 70s and 80s, when there was optimism about our future. The colour bar experienced by a first generation of immigrants in the 60s, in some shops and the bingo hall, had been replaced by our own Why would I want to go there anyway? self-induced bar. The days when a Conservative party candidate could run, and win (in 1964), on the slogan If you want a nigger for a neighbour, vote Liberal or Labour seemed distant.
My mother is Jamaican and, like many of my generation, I failed the Norman Tebbit test completely. I didnt support any England team. I would rehearse long debates about how I might reject a call-up for the England rugby team, even if my ability meant that call would never come. Jamaica was great for holidays, but didnt feel like home: everyone there called me English.
So while I was always a Smethwick boy, I can still pinpoint the moment I first felt British: in 1992, when Linford Christie won the 100m at the Barcelona Olympics, this most Jamaican of men running around the track with the British flag. We had grown up hearing songs like There aint no black in the Union Jack; what Christies gesture said was, Im British: deal with it.
A mistrust of foreigners has been singled out as the driving force behind last years vote to leave Europe. But why did places where more than 50% of the population have recent origins outside the UK vote for a policy of exclusion? Smethwick is in many ways typical of the radical changes to Britains racial demographic since the second world war: in the 50s and 60s, Commonwealth citizens from the Indian subcontinent and the Caribbean emigrated here to alleviate job shortages, particularly in the NHS and transport. A large number of Sikhs moved from the Punjab to work in Smethwicks foundries. Later waves of immigration brought asylum seekers, students and workers from around the world.
When I was growing up, my white British friends liked the same music, played the same games and ate the same food as we did. We knew people who joined far-right groups; but the various gangs were largely multiracial, affiliated to the area more than anything else a loose Smethwick posse. There would be running battles with skinheads from Quinton and beyond; I cant remember a Saturday night that was not punctuated by someone being glassed or having a pool cue wrapped around their head.
Today Smethwick is home to a more diverse range of communities. It is still a relatively cheap place to live, so new arrivals often start off here. You will see Eritrean church services in Victoria Park, eastern European supermarkets on Cape Hill, a Ghanaian wedding at the community centre, alongside the more established Sikh temples and African Caribbean churches.
Speaking to Smethwick friends from white British and second-generation immigrant backgrounds, you hear support for Brexit from a diverse range of perspectives: there is the Fortress Europe argument (people of Commonwealth origin not being able to move to the UK, because preference is given to EU citizens); British Asian shopkeepers who dont like the Polish shops stealing business; an objection to the Thatcherite capitalist structure enshrined in the EU. Underlying all these things is a powerful revolt against what is perceived to be a self-serving political elite.
None of the second- or third-generation immigrants I met on a recent visit to Smethwick thought Nigel Farage would deliver a harmonious society founded on principles of social justice. But the supposed social justice champions, Labour, today have far less connection to the people they seek to represent than they once did. Todays politicians speak relentlessly about engaging and understanding these alienated communities. But even their use of the word community is loaded often based on race or religion or class, as if there were no diversity of opinion among them.
What does the future hold for Smethwick in a post-Brexit Britain? My more pessimistic side worries that inequality will increase, as the fight for a share of an ever smaller pie is orchestrated by a privileged few who use alienation, fear and loathing to divide and rule. But a bigger part of me is optimistic: a younger generation has always found ways of creating new relationships with other like-minded people, be they Italian, Irish, Ghanaian, Nigerian or Indian. It might feel claustrophobic at this moment in time, and Smethwick will struggle with the macro issues. But there are enough people there with goodwill, who want to come together, who will want to get on with it. Hamish Crooks
Theresa Robinson, 51, volunteer
Theresa Robinson and her son, Jacob. Photograph: Diana Markosian
My little boy and I moved here from Birmingham in 2009. I had separated from his father, and when I got here we didnt know anybody.
Smethwick is an interesting area because the diversity works really well. Everyone seems to get on where we live. But there are some negative aspects of multiculturalism. For example, there is no non-halal butcher around here, and I dont want to eat halal meat because they dont always stun the animal before they kill it I feel its a bit cruel. Ive had a row a few times with shops advertising places to rent, with signs saying Indian family wanted. I said, You do know thats illegal, dont you? I remember when they used to have signs up saying No Irish, no blacks.
My little boy is the only white English kid in his class, and they dont celebrate any English things at all. They didnt do anything for the Queens jubilee or birthday. I dont mind him celebrating Jamaica Day or whatever; I just wish theyd also incorporate English things. On VE Day, I took him into Birmingham to see the celebrations, because he has to celebrate his history as well. But he is absolutely oblivious to the fact that other people are a different colour to him. I think children of his generation are integrating more.
A lot of immigrants here say they dont want any more immigrants, but I havent heard many white people say they voted Brexit because of immigration. I dont know whether its because theyre scared of being accused of being racist. I voted Brexit because of all the money thats wasted on the EU. I dont think it will stop free movement and I dont think it means we wont have any trade; I just think it means well have a bit more control.
A lot of people have had enough of MEPs making so much money and not doing anything. Who can name an MEP, really? We dont seem to be getting any more rights out of it. Why not trim off all that excess spending and use it on things we do need? Theres a crisis in social care, and health services are being cut; the schools are constantly fighting cuts.
When you read about Brexit in the paper, they say, The people who voted for Brexit didnt know what was going on. Its hugely insulting to assume that just because were poor, we dont read newspapers and were all thick. Theyve got no concept of what its like to be poor, and how miserable people really are. I think it was a good result, and I think it taught the government to be careful what they wish for, because they did all this with no plan whatsoever; they were so sure remain was going to win. It serves them right.
Daljeet Singh, 40, painter and decorator
Ive lived in Smethwick all my life. My parents came from north India so my dad could work in the foundry. They were invited over, just like the Europeans were. Ive never had an issue with anyone thinking Im less British than they are. But when Punjabi people came here, they couldnt speak English, so they were victimised. Once my dad took me for a drink in the local pub and this guy at the bar started talking to him inappropriately, saying, Butbut dingding. I asked my dad, Why does he do this? and he said, Hes been doing it for years, its not an issue. I took the guy aside and said, Have you been taking the piss out of my dad for 20 years? He said, What do you mean? He never said anything. To this day that guy still buys me a drink in the pub, because he remembers that chat. I changed the way he thought.
Everybody I know voted leave. I voted leave because of my daughters, who are 12 and 15. They go to a grammar school and they feel held back because the foreigners coming into the school dont speak English well; it makes the classes go slower. It was also because Polish people are cutting off my work. Im a painter and decorator, and Im not getting the rates I used to because the Polish people are undercutting us. Thats the case generally in the building trade.
But Im angry that my parents voted out. Im very bitter about that. Its the hypocrisy of it, because they came over from India and they had an opportunity to integrate and they havent: my mum still barely speaks English. Theyve made lives and families for people like me, they worked hard; everyone else is just trying to do the same as they did. I think the way the Sikh community voted was hypocritical.
Sometimes I regret voting Brexit. In hindsight, without a shadow of a doubt, we didnt have enough information; it was turned into an immigration issue, which it wasnt, and as a whole were going to lose out. Other times, I stick by my decision. I need to think about where my works coming from.
Derek Craft, 80, retired factory worker
Derek Craft. Photograph: Diana Markosian
I moved to Smethwick in 1976, looking for work. I also had a pen friend here. We belonged to different divorced and separated clubs; I was the vice-chairman of the one in Portsmouth where I lived, and they used to have a magazine and she advertised for a pen friend. We were writing for two years before I moved here. We married in 1977 and were together for 39 years. She ended up having two major strokes, one of which should have killed her, but the hospital brought her round; I got another nine months with her.
Smethwick has changed a lot much of the old industry has gone. There were dirty factories, steel works and car component workshops; now theyre all new factories or houses, so in that way its better. Weve got more immigrants than whites. The shops are virtually all Asian, and the well-known ones, like Woolworths and David Greigs, are gone.
Its less British, because Ive found, working with some of them, that half the Asians dont want to mix. A very nice lad used to sit with us during the tea break, and he came in one morning and told us that someone in the factory had told his dad he sat with us, and his father had said, You are not to sit with them, you are to sit with your own people. It makes you feel, whats wrong with us?
I voted for Brexit because I think the common market has got out of hand. I think they waste an awful lot of money moving their offices once a month from Brussels to Strasbourg and back again. What were paying them is unbelievable, billions a year, which would do our own health service and schools good. Id like to see free movement from Europe cancelled. This country cant keep on taking people; the services cant cope with the influx, and there are not enough houses. When we won, I thought, Great, lets get on with it. I feel more strongly now. Lets get out.
Mohammed Jalal Uddin, 40, manager at a local training centre
Mohammed Jalal Uddin and family. Photograph: Diana Markosian
Ive been living in Smethwick since 2002, when I migrated from Bangladesh to study for an MBA at Birmingham City University. After completing my MBA, I managed to secure a job. Now Im living here happily with my wife and two children; my son is nine and my daughter is seven.
Smethwick has become overpopulated and there are more new faces, with a slight increase in antisocial behaviour over the past few years; the demand for housing has increased.
I had heard about that campaign slogan [If you want a nigger for a neighbour, vote Liberal or Labour from the 1964 local election], and that Malcolm X came to visit the year after, which is amazing. But to be honest, I dont think racial tension is a big issue now. From my experience, people do understand others their religions, their values, their cultural dimensions and characteristics. It could be an isolated judgment, but I havent seen the nasty side of community cohesion. People get along quite well, basically.
I felt Brexit was a protest vote, to show a lost trust in politics; traditional politicians are failing to deliver. People feel European migrants are putting unnecessary, undue pressure on public services, the NHS, school places, housing, and that if we come out of Europe that will ease the pressure. These are the day-to-day issues that people are fed up with.
I voted and actively campaigned to remain. I was really, really shattered by the result, because in the age of globalisation and connectivity, and at such a crucial time, this isnt the right decision. It is going backwards, and it was not an informed decision. The message were sending to the rest of the world is that were not open or collaborative. We dont want to work with other people: we are detaching ourselves.
Nine months on, I dont feel any more positive. Ive given up on trying to give reasons to remain because Im in the minority. But I know people who regret voting Brexit; they justify it by saying the politicians misled them.
Pat Peacock, 77, retired wages clerk
Pat Peacock. Photograph: Diana Markosian
Ive lived here my whole life. I was born in Hamble near Southampton, but my mother died having me, so I was brought here to live with my grandparents.
Smethwick has changed enormously. My road used to be full of bank managers and teachers, and there were no foreign people of any description. I remember seeing men wearing turbans for the first time when I was 10 or 11 and had taken my two cousins out for a walk. One of them said hello, and I said to my cousins, Run! because I had no idea: Id never seen Sikh people before.
My father was very racist but Im definitely not. The priest at my church is Nigerian and we have 22 other nationalities, people of all colours, shapes and sizes, and we all get on. The first foreigners who came were West Indians, and the others have come gradually. I consider them all friends. A lady down the road, Surinder, and I were once opposite each other in the hospital and weve been firm friends ever since. She called me when I came out, asked how I was and said, If you need anything at all, let me know and my family will get it for you. There are lots of kind people about.
I voted Brexit. I didnt vote for us to go into Brussels; I voted for the common market and I think we were cheated in that respect. We havent only got to trade with Europe, theres a whole world we can deal with. Im looking forward to getting back to how we were: running our own farms, being able to look after ourselves. Perhaps Im wrong but this is how I feel, that we werent told the full story back in 1975. We were just told it was good to be part of a common market; we werent told they would be ruling us. Im not really into politics, but the vote happened and I get cross when they try to reverse it. Now I think: lets just get on with it.
Taurai Chamoko, 44, salesman
Taurai and Catherine Chamoko with their children. Photograph: Diana Markosian
I was born in London. My parents were from Zimbabwe, although it was called Rhodesia at the time. We left the UK in 1977 to go to Nigeria. My dad was a civil engineer and had a job with the Nigerian government, building several highways. Towards the end of 1982, we went to live in Zimbabwe. In 1995 I moved to Brighton, where I met my wife Catherine, and in 2008 we moved to Smethwick with our month-old daughter.
I wanted to study mental health nursing at Birmingham City University, but changed my mind after three weeks. I didnt think it was something I would cope with emotionally. In 2009 I started a course in International Business and Economics at Aston University instead. We had three other children (they are now eight, seven, four and two) and they all settled in school, so we stayed. Ive spent the majority of my life in this country, and I am British.
The main change Ive seen here is the people coming from Poland. I dont think theres a lot of tension between the different communities everybody just gets on. What I worry about is the self-imposed segregation, these monocultural ghettos that are springing up: Pakistanis in one area, Polish people in another, white working class in another. It seems everybody is more comfortable with people who look the same as them, which is quite sad. Whether thats a conscious thing or if it just happens naturally, I dont know.
I was shocked by Brexit. I voted to remain. At university I learned to critically analyse things, and I was always arguing against the leave campaigns points of view. Usually when theres an election, I stay up late to find out who my MP is going to be, but this time I was confident we would remain. It was a big surprise. When I spoke to some of the parents at my childrens school, most had voted to leave. I was surprised and upset.
My point of view hasnt changed. It doesnt make sense to me that people want to leave the biggest market, then try to negotiate a good deal within that market. But I have accepted it. Its democracy, right?
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