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wqnwoos · 9 months

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minghao knows he’s in a mood again, but frankly, he couldn’t care less.

his whole day had just been wrong, and he’d set about it with a frown marring his features and a biting undertone to everything he’d said. it just happened sometimes — one of those bad, awful days where nothing goes right and it feels like everything’s against you.

it was when he snapped at jun that he finally gave in, retired to moping in his bedroom. his roommate had said he understood — jun had plenty of his own bad days, after all — but minghao still feels awful about it. he’s still too irritated to apologise — he will do it, though, he promises himself.

for now, he’s thrown himself on the covers of his bed, staring at the ceiling listlessly, and blasting music through his earphones — loud, but not so loud that he doesn’t catch the soft sound of the doorknob when you twist it, and slide yourself into the room.

you do it almost apologetically, a regretful smile directed towards him. you don’t even speak, just make your way over to his side.

minghao wishes he could be annoyed, but he never can be, at you. you’re his best friend, and maybe something more that he’s not quite willing to accept yet. it’s lurking, though, at the bottom of his chest, and it pushes up every so often — like now, as you take a seat on the edge of the bed, almost as if you’re unsure; uncertain if you’re welcome here or not.

you always are, but he doesn’t quite know how to say that yet.

instead he thinks about how he knows jun must have called you, just as he knows you, too good for this world, dropped whatever you were doing to come and talk to him.

not that you’re doing much of that — talking, he means. you’ve only flopped beside him on the white duvet; and yet it’s enough to relax a little of the tension in his limbs.

it’s so easy to be around you.

it’s so easy to offer you an earbud without even looking. it’s so easy to close his eyes, slip his hand into yours. it’s so easy to interlace his fingers with yours too, squeeze gently, keep his eyes shut, pretend.

and then suddenly it gets hard. when you shift slightly, card a hand through his dark hair like you’ve always been doing it — you’ve never done it before, he hopes you do it forever — and you blur the lines even more. that makes it harder, harder to breathe with your careful hand against his cheek, the smell of your conditioner against his lips, he can’t breathe, he thinks he loves you.

you move back slightly. the moment is gone, he can breathe, but the lines are still blurred and you can’t unblur them. god knows he doesn’t want to redraw them.

your hand slips back into his, and squeezes. his eyes flutter open — yours are shut — your breath catches — minghao realises, then.

“oh,” he whispers softly. and it’s his turn to brush your cheek with slender fingers, but he’s always been the braver of you two — he leans, he brushes his lips against your cheek too.

you might not be able to call it a kiss, but maybe you could call it a confession.

an / guys i think this might be one of my fav things i’ve ever written which is so annoying because it starts off kind of badly 😭 but also it’s 12:17am and i’ve slept like 4 hours max in the last 24 hours so my judgement may be misguided. idk. possible deletion when i wake up ⁉️

#minghao fluff #minghao comfort #minghao x reader #seventeen x reader #seventeen fluff #seventeen comfort #minghao fic #minghao imagines #minghao scenarios #seventeen fic #seventeen imagines #seventeen scenarios

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caseyisaloser · 2 years

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I don’t know why I spent hours on doing this. I guess it’s a way to gain my interest back in The Sims again? This is sort of my first CC? Not really, I didn’t even make these music. All I did was convert stuff.

Anyways I got NO IDEA if anyone actually wants a custom playlist. But it’s here if someone needs it, so. Also do take note that all these custom music aren’t in Simlish (unless I got money and the agencies' contacts LMAO) and I had to spend time converting the mp3 files bitrates so that it will work properly in the game. I apologize if the music isn’t as loud as it’s game’s original music.

Spop really confuses me, at one point I thought maybe it’s their in-game version of Jpop, but it features HWASA in the later packs. So, I put out 3 options. Kpop, Jpop, or both.

For the Metal part uhhh, honestly wish I could add subgenres because Black Metal. Classic Heavy Metal, and Deathcore sound like a whole different fucking world. Well, I said fuck it and separate into bands that are more well-known/mainstream and lesser-known/not so mainstream bands here. To simplify that metal part uhhh Mainstream bands are like Slipknot, Metallica, Poppy, idk any nu-metal bands with huuuuge fanbase really. Less Mainstream are more on either very classic or heavier side not like millions of fans ig, not something you’d hear on the radio.

Uhhh hope you enjoy my custom folders ig. I’d list all the songs and artists in here but it’s like 5am by the time I post this and I have not SLEPT.

TL;DR

Made folders with custom, trending music.

Not in Simlish, they’re in Korean/Japanese/English/German sadly.

Comes in 3 types of folders for both Metal and Spop. Pick whatever.

The Spop combo (Jpop + Kpop together) folder is only available in GDrive because SFS hates big files.

IMPORTANT!!!! PLEASE RENAME THE FOLDER TO EITHER “Metal” OR “Spop” AND PUT IT IN “C:\Users\Admin\Documents\Electronic Arts\The Sims 4\Custom Music” OR A SIMILAR PATH TO YOUR CUSTOM MUSIC FOLDER IF YOU ARE NOT AN ADMIN!!!!

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landograndprix · 12 days

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I think form the beginning the strategy was not for a podium because it's obvious that rn mclaren can't compete againt ferrari and much less red bull. So I really think they were going for p5 and p6 but alonso did a really good race. IDK maybe we need to wait for a few updates like last year to be able to compete against rb and ferrari. Also Japan was after mid season break after the good updates came through maybe that's why we maybe were expecting more from this race.. i think it was really good race, even more so after DR dnf 😅

Look, I rolled my eyes and sighed loudly when they told lando the box, firstly because my mans went "Uh, why??" and I was having a shit weekend and slept for 4 hours max, a girl was agitated lmao but yes, I'm (im)patiently waiting for the updrages because my boy looks a little too good on the podium and I need him there every single race week but until then, I have to settle for danny ric downfall and yoints and I'm happy with that as well <3

I'm probably one if the few on this site who actually enjoys every single race, like what do you mean boring races? 💀

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missvelvetsstuff · 1 year

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With Friends Like You, Who Needs Enemies?

Steve Rogers x Reader, Steve x Nat, Reader x ?????

Prologue

Chapter 1

Note: idk if I like this story but I have to get it out of my head, probably 2-3 chapters left after this one. Feedback is greatly appreciated.

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After Y/N had slept for almost 24 hours and eaten enough to fill her up, Nat approached her in the kitchen.

"Tony is having a party tonite, to celebrate finding Loki's scepter. He gave me his credit card so do you want to go get a dress for tonite? And maybe some clothes so you aren't stuck in Avengers sweats all the time? We can have lunch and get our hair and nails done as well." She smirked "We can find a blue dress for you, it's Steve's favorite color."

Y/N felt her face flush "Why would I be worried about what Steve likes?"

Nat grinned "I'm a spy, I know how to read people and both of you are giving off some serious vibes. Trust me, he's into you too."

Y/N shrugged "I don't know what you're talking about but I do need some clothes and I've never had a real haircut. I just chop it off when it gets too long." She thought for a minute "Sure, sounds like fun."

They left the tower in one of Tony's cars that Nat borrowed. Driving around Manhattan Y/N felt overwhelmed but something was familiar as well.

"This is all so much. I haven't even left the facility where you found me in years."

"Don't worry, I'm sure you'll get the hang of it pretty quickly" Nat told her as they pulled into a parking garage on 5th Ave. "Having access to Starks credit and cars definitely helps." She parked and they got out of the car and walked into Saks.

Nat headed straight for evening wear and started looking through the racks when a sales person approached them.

"Ms Romanoff, it's so good to have you here again. I see you've brought a friend" she looked Y/N up and down, sneering slightly at her attire. "I can see she needs our help. What are you looking for today?"

Nat glared at her "We're looking for someone who won't be a bitch because of how we look. Do you have anyone here like that?"

The sales girl, her tag said her name was Sophia, blanched "I'm so sorry, Ms Romanoff, I was just caught off guard. Of course I'm happy to help you in whatever way you need.

Are you looking for a cocktail dress?"

Nat smirked "Yes, Tony is having a party tonite and my friend needs an appropriate dress. Something blue."

Sophia stuttered "Tony Stark? How exciting. Why don't you and Miss...."

"Y/L/N, I'm Y/N Y/L/N"

"Of course. What size do you usually wear Miss Y/L/N?"

Y/N flushed "I don't know, I haven't gotten myself new clothes in ages"

Sophia pulled out a tape measure "Well lets see..." And quickly took her measurements. "A size 7 should fit nicely. I have some dresses that would be perfect for you. Please have a seat and I'll have them brought over.

Can I get you something to drink? Coffee, water, tea, soda, champagne?"

Nat nodded "Some champagne would be nice. And none of the cheap stuff."

They spent an hour looking at dresses until they narrowed it down to 3. All shades of blue. Y/N tried them all on and was overwhelmed when she saw herself in the mirror, she felt like a princess.

"I can't choose, they're all so pretty. What do you think, Nat?"

"I agree, it's too hard to choose so we'll get all three. Tony loves throwing parties so you can never be too prepared." Nat replied

Y/N shook her head "I couldn't, that's too much"

Nat laughed "too much should be Tony's middle name. Don't worry about it." She turned to Sophia "what about accessories?"

4 hours later they had all 3 dresses and accessories for each one, plus enough everyday and business style clothes to last a year. And shoes and lingerie. Nat gave Sophia a stern order to make sure it was all delivered to the tower before 4pm. Then they went for hair, makeup and mani-pedi's.

Y/N didn't know how to process everything that was happening. Less than 72 hours ago she was in her cell with no inkling that her life would change so drastically.

"Thank you so much, Nat. I just...."

Nat smirked "Don't worry about it. I have a feeling you're going to feel right at home before too long."

They went back to the tower after a late lunch and finished getting ready. At 9pm they took the elevator to the penthouse where the party was already going full swing.

Nat led her to the bar and poured a glass of champagne for both of them.

Y/N just looked around, watching people, unsure of how to interact.

Steve and Sam were playing pool when Sam noticed Steve was staring at something by the bar.

"You checking out Nat again? I thought that was over."

Steve shook his head "It never really was on, just occasional stress relief. Besides she has something going on with Bruce. Look next to her, in the blue dress. That's Y/N, we found her at the base where we found Loki's scepter. She's a mutant, turns sound into light. She was humming the other night and had this glow around her like a mist of colors. It was beautiful" he sighed.

Sam laughed "You sound smitten. Why don't you go talk to her?"

Steve blushed "I wouldn't know what to say."

"How about hey Y/N you look beautiful, wanna have my babies" Sam offered

Steve snorted "Give me a break.

It looks like Nat is busy with Bruce so I should go be a good host. Don't want to leave her alone with all these strangers. She's been a prisoner since she was a kid so might not be good socially."

Sam laughed as Steve walked away.

Y/N was looking out the window when Steve approached her. She turned and looked at him.

"It's a beautiful view"

Steve was staring at her and agreed "Yeah, it's gorgeous"

She saw he was looking at her and felt her face heat up. "So Nat said Tony throws parties like this all the time"

Steve nodded "This is actually pretty tame compared to some. Before he became Iron Man I think partying was his priority. It's still a favorite past time.

You must be overwhelmed with all this if Strucker kept you prisoner since you were 10. You'll get used to it. We are mostly a happy family." He smiled softly at her.

After the party died down the team sat around drinking and chatting. Most of them tried to pick up Thor's hammer and failed. Only Steve moved it at all but he still couldn't pick it up.

Then Ultron showed up and made a mess of everything. Y/N tried to use her powers to help fight him but was thrown against a wall and knocked out. After Ultron was gone, she came to and heard arguing. Steve helped her up and kept his hand on her back to help comfort her. Once the team decided on their course of action he took her to her room.

"I need you to stay here for now, ok? We'll be back as soon as we can" he told her gently.

Y/N shook her head "I can help. I could come with you and-"

"No" he told her firmly "We need to evaluate your abilities and work together before you get into any fights with us. I don't want you to get hurt so please be a good girl and wait here for me"

She felt a funny tingle when he called her a good girl but pushed it back "Ok. I'll wait here. Please come back safely."

"I promise, sweetheart" he kissed her softly on the lips and made sure she was safe in her room before he left.

While the team went to Africa to stop Ultron, Y/N was having dreams about Steve but with her lack of experience couldn't figure them out. The only sex she had was when Strucker forced himself on her and she thought she would never actually enjoy sex but her dreams said otherwise.

In the morning she saw what happened on the news and knew that it was Wanda messing with the Hulk. If she had been there she could have broken Wandas hex and prevented all that destruction and death.

She jumped when Jarvis spoke to her "Miss Y/N? You have a phone call from Captain Rogers."

"Umm ok how do I take the call?"

"I'll put him thru"

Steve's voice came thru the speakers in her room.

"Hey sweetheart, how are you? Did you get some sleep?"

"Hi Steve, I slept a little. I had strange dreams. My life has turned upside down.

Are you ok? I saw the news. Wanda was there wasn't she? If you had let me come I could have prevented-"

Steve cut her off "No. You don't even know if you could have helped Hulk. You aren't going on any missions any time soon.

I just wanted to let you know that we will be gone for awhile. After that mess we have to lay low. Just be a good girl and make sure you eat and sleep. I'll be back as soon as I can."

Y/N felt so helpless as she saw the teams adventures on the news. They went from Africa to Korea. She was frustrated and wanted to help but couldn't so waited for them, for Steve, to return.

When Tony and Bruce returned they barely noticed her and rushed into the lab to work on something.

Steve came to check on her and gave her a sweet kiss before she noticed the twins were with him.

Wanda looked at her "Hello Y/N. Nice to see you again"

Y/N was confused "Steve why are they here? They are nothing but trouble and can't be trusted."

Wanda cringed "I know we have done awful things to you in the past but we didn't realize how bad Strucker was, too caught up in our own rage and grief. I promise we won't hurt you. We want to help stop Ultron."

Y/N looked at Steve "If you are taking them then I should be able to go too. I can help."

Steve chuckled "I know you want to help honey but I don't think a light show will do any good."

She pouted "I can make lasers too. I hate staying here while you risk yourself. Please, Steve." She begged

Her begging did something to Steve but not something that would help in a fight. He was about to tell her no again when Clint walked by

"She's not wrong Cap we could use all the help we can get."

Steve gave in "Promise me you'll be careful. I'd hate to see you hurt."

Y/N didn't do too badly considering the circumstances. She even took out a few robots on her own, including the one that tried to get Pietro and a young boy he was protecting.

Sokovia was still destroyed but most of the people were saved. Sometimes you have to accept how things turn out.

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After a few days rest Y/N, Sam, Wanda and Pietro started training to become official Avengers.

Y/N and Steve started dating, taking things very slow since she was inexperienced and in no rush.

Nat was devastated that Bruce had disappeared and started spending a lot of time with Steve and Y/N. Every night he would walk Y/N to her room, kiss her good night and leave her on her own.

After a few weeks she noticed Steve and Nat seemed really close and she asked him about it.

Steve shook his head "You have nothing to worry about sweetheart. Nat and I are just friends. We've been thru some tough situations together but there's no romantic feelings. She's just lonely because she misses Bruce."

She nodded trusting him.

They went on like this for awhile until General Ross brought up the Sokovia Accords. She took Steve's side but he didn't want her involved in the fight so she made her way to the quinjet and waited for Steve and Bucky. She saw what Zemo did and the fight that came after but couldn't bring herself to hurt Tony so found herself waiting on the jet again.

Y/N went with them to Wakanda and then on the run with Steve and Sam. After months dating, Steve told her he loved her and then told her he had to leave for a couple of days to meet up with Nat for cash and intel. They met up every few weeks and he always came back in a lighter mood.

One time when he returned he asked Y/N for a favor

"I don't want to be separated but Shuri figured out how to remove Bucky's brainwashing and I want you to go help him. Just be a friend. He really likes you and I think it would be good for both of you. You're the only one I can ask, he has bad history with Sam and Nat. I promise I'll come visit when I can."

She looked at him sadly, not wanting to leave the man she had fallen in love with but wanting to make him happy and be his good girl so she went to Wakanda.

Y/N and Bucky became close friends. She didn't mind if he didn't want to talk and they would just be together. If he did want to talk she listened without judgement and she was there for his nightmares. She helped him tend his goats and thought she could have fallen for him if she hadn't met Steve first.

A couple of times a week Steve would call to check up on her but it was always brief because Nat always called him away after a few minutes. He kept promising he would come visit but something always came up.

One day, Shuri showed up at Bucky's hut where Bucky and Y/N were playing chess."I have news, Captain Rogers contacted me and told me to tell you, Thor and Hulk have returned. Asgard was destroyed and all of the Asgardians that survived are here, setting up a home in Norway. New Asgard.

That's not all, the Captain and Tony Stark have worked things out with Gen Ross and Sargeant Barnes is being pardoned. You can go home soon, back to the states but there will be a celebration in New Asgard in a month.

Y/N wondered why Steve didn't call her and went thru Shuri instead but she was trusting and believed he just had too much to do.

Y/N and Bucky spent the next month as they had spent time in the past, strengthening their friendship, enjoying nature and herding goats. They both expected Steve to show up at any time but he never did. He only called once and explained that he was very busy helping Thor and Valkyrie set the new town up. Y/N told him they could help but Steve insisted they stay in Wakanda.

Finally it was time to leave, both of them were excited at being reunited with Steve but also nervous at meeting a whole new group of people.

Steve came in the quinjet to pick them up and after a quick hug and kiss on the cheek he spent the rest of the flight talking to Bucky. Y/N realized they were best friends but she had hoped for a better reunion with her love. She sat alone trying to talk herself down from the anxiety that was building up.

When they arrived in New Asgard the whole team was there to greet them. Nat and Bruce were wrapped around each other while Wanda and Vision were holding hands. Steve was suddenly in a bad mood right after they landed and left saying he just needed to work it off. Nat disappeared shortly after.

Thor gave Y/N a fond greeting and introduced her to Val. They took her and Bucky to a dressmaker to create Asgardian style robes for the celebration the next night. Steve didn't come to see her at all so she figured he was still busy helping and she stayed up talking to Bucky until they were both exhausted and fell asleep in the early hours of the morning.

Chapter 2

#steve rogers x you #steve rogers x reader #steve x natasha #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes fanfiction #james bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you #with friends like you

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aamezish · 1 year

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highlight of the story is i slept at 4 maybe

idk how you guys survive with less sleep i sleep 6 hours daily and its never enough

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gennabi · 2 years

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soulmates? soulmates.

barista!chifuyu x reader (no prns) • 1.4k

platonic; fluff, prob some angst idk, humour??, soulmates au obviously, barista au

ft. bff kazutora + one mention of boss!inupi , second hand embarassment (im sorry) , i wrote this while thinking its like a drama/show if that makes sense , a warning that im going for humane characters so everyone will have flaws 😁

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□ 1 ─ stupid timer

24 hours.

one day until you meet the so-called "love of your life". you slouch yourself against kazutora's side as you lay your head on his shoulder. he groans. "what is it this this time?" you lift your wrist wordlessly and he gapes, eyes widening so much you think they might pop out, "no fucking way..."

muttering string of curses, you let your hand fall dramatically before you roll your eyes in annoyance. "stupid soulmate."

"so... what are you going to do?" he asks once his brain somewhat registers the shock. "apparently people can sleep through them, or at least that's what i found on the internet," you purse your lips and nod to yourself. your best friend turns to you and there's a crease between his eyebrows, "sleep?" you confirm, "sleep."

he stays still for a moment, racking through ideas of what might be helpful and then, an excited 'oh' leaves his lips. "why don't you.. just stay at home?"

you frown at that. you too once upon a time thought that would be a great idea. but it appears that the universe loves picking fights. because when you searched it up, hundreds of stories popped up. and that yes, unfortunately, they met their soulmate anyway. from their soulmate being the one to deliver their parcels to their house, to straight downwards "i accidentally threw the ball too far, please let me pay for your window". by the encounters you've read, you're confident that the gods or whoever invented soulmates are giggling and kicking the air every time. is that why they create soulmates in the first place? to pass by their free time with joy over people's agony?

and when kazutora hears your explanation, he mirrors you as a frown of his own surfaces. "shit. that must suck...."

it's times like this that you envy kazutora so much. you see, your one hell of a best friend is very fortunately soulmate-less. and it hurts that every day you're reminded of it by the absent of numbers on his wrist, but you choose to say nothing about it. because even if you do, what can he even do for you? cause it's certainly not his fault that you have a goddamn soulmate.

you only sigh in response as you nuzzle your head further onto his neck. "it does."

12 hours.

it's nine in the morning when you're awake. finding yourself in the comfort of kazutora's bedroom, you immediately head for your house. oh, did you forgot to mention that you and kazutora are neighbours? sweet right. totally scored a goal there.

you quickly exit your house as soon as you finish donning yourself your work attire. you catch a glimpse of your dual hair coloured bestfriend unlocking his door when you walk past his house, a wish of safe journey following afterwards.

oh. did you mention that you're actually late right now too?

you mentally curse kazutora for letting you sleep in when he knows you're going to sleep like a log because damn his bed is to die for─ have you seen his mattress? one dip and you're out of this world. your loathing session is interrupted by a loud grumble and you groan. great. first thing in the morning and your stomach is already aching.

fuck you, kazutora.

4 hours.

"why am i the one at fault here?" you can picture kazutora rolling his eyes through the phone as you're walking home. letting a sarcastic chuckle slip past your lips, you glare at the air. "oh i don't know? maybe because i wasn't planning to? and you slept later than me anyway and you know that mr.inui is so fucking strict too." your bestfriend opens his mouth to defend himself when you cut him off. "he told me to come to work by seven tomorrow. he's so ruthless.." "alright, alright. babe. now, go get yourself a breakfast first. i promise i won't do it again, i didn't know. and stop crying, you sound ugly." "hey i wasn't crying─" a hiccup bubbles on your throat and you chew your mouth in embarassment. "fine.. thank you kazu."

you end the phone call and look around for any nearby cafe. you spot one thankfully and let yourself in and as if on cue, your stomach lets out a noise for the nth time.

the blue-eyed waiter at the counter lightly chuckles when their eyes meet yours and you could only muster an awkward smile as you seat yourself. they make their way towards your table, pulling out a small note and a pen in the process. and while you're grateful they're the only one who heard it, you think they decide to serve you only to mentally laugh at your misery more.

you order (normally, thank lord) and they confirm it before excusing themself back to the counter. looking for something else to distract your mind on─ and totally not so that you won't embarassingly meet eyes with the waiter again, you opt to resume your work while waiting. mayhaps it'll ease the burden of tomorrow. just thinking about tomorrow makes you sick.

your food soon came and in an instant, all your responsibilities are swiped off the table as you heartily dig in, of course not before thanking the waiter. you've been dying all day long, can't blame you for doing so. and when you're sure you've scrapped off every inch of the plates, you resume your work because hey, who wants to stay up all night doing work? obviously not you.

and so with your back slouched (you should totally work on your posture by the way) and eyebrows furrowing, you let the screen of your laptop consume you whole.

you remember forcing yourself to sleep when the digits on your wrist states 2.00 in all its glory. you were getting kind of tired from all the work and granted, you had a food coma so what better way than to just sleep right there and then? sure, you could've just went to your home since that's what you initially planned anyway but your head were pounding way too loud to your liking for you to even lift it.

and when you flutter your eyelids open, you're greeted with the same waiter as before, seated opposite you. eyes droopily scanning your surroundings, you take in the dark and empty cafe, minus the lights shone at your place, the counter and what you assume the back room. and that the sign on the door is already turned over to 'closed'.

groggily stretching your back, you yawn. "sorry for sleeping. what time is it─," your gaze naturally shift to their nametag, "─chifuyu?"

"10.40."

"shit─ you could've wake me up, i'm so sorry."

"you looked comfortable so it's fine."

blinking your eyes at chifuyu in disbelief, you throw your head back as a strange noise leaves your throat. first they had to hear that weird sound from your belly and now they probably would've heard you sleep talking or saw you drooling even. give it to chifuyu for witnessing things only kazutora does just by being a mere stranger.

chifuyu softly smiles at you when they stand on their feet. "i'll go prepare something for you to freshen up to." you quickly whip your head up to protest. "no, no, it's fine." "don't worry, it's on the house..

and nice to meet you. i'm chifuyu. he/him."

you silently watch as his figure disappears into the back room. lifting up your hand for a final check on your foolproof plan, you're mortified to see the numbers still there. it should've been gone by now!

..don't tell me... chifuyu is my soulmate?

no. no. if that were the case, the timer would've erased themself the moment you woke up. so then what is this? did the universe caught up to you and went two steps ahead by pausing the countdown until you meet your soulmate? are you fucking kidding me...

in so much despair, you turn to chifuyu and wail when his footsteps are heard. "chifuyu!!"

"um please don't cling on me!! uhh.."

"y/n!!! it's!! y/n!!! no!! pronouns!!"

"okay y/n, please don't cling on me!! you're going to make me drop─"

clack!

and let's give it to you for being a total bother to a stranger named chifuyu.

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nathank77 · 12 days

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4/7/24

6:18 p.m Edited at 7:01 p.m

I slept until like 5:30 p.m. at least I got around 8 hours... I took a Benadryl last night at 8:30 a.m cause I wasn't seeing any mental pictures.

I must passed out around 9:15-9:30 a.m. so I got enough sleep thankfully. I hate having to throw in Benadryl but the glasses were driving me crazy.

I think I'm going to call them and get a replacement for the rimless. I'm going to ask for another pair of Beaus. Then it'll be a win-win.

I'm waiting on a refund of over 100$. That'll make going to lens crafter possible. However I got to wait like 10 business days or something.

I'm still considering getting the kohls purchase with a pair of shoes now. It would be like 217$ with sneakers, white Adidas high tops, 12 pairs of under armour boxers and 6 pairs of socks. Maybe I'll cut out the socks it'll bring down the cost.

However I want to be able to go to the Southbury Tango soon.. but looking at the pictures turns me off, I want to see the girl of my dreams there or at least find a pretty girl I could start to talk to.

I'm going to spend the day debating whether using the kohls cash makes sense or if I should let it expire. The more boxers I get, the less wear and tear each pair takes. When I got 30 pairs of boxers ranging from Adidas to under amour they lasted like 7 years, cause I mean they got washed and worn like once or twice a month. Quality/quantity does make a difference. It would be nice to pack away all my stretched out mediums..

If I do the kohls purchase I could take all my stretched out mediums and put them in the attic. And once I get my refund I could make a 100$ payment to my credit line..

Or I could forgo this and check kohl's often for deals again.. although I like the white Adidas- they'd be my "shit" pair. I would wear them everywhere and only wear my black ones when I do something I want to look nice for, preserving them longer.

However then lens crafters is out of the picture for a longer time. I suppose if I get another pair of beau for free to replace the rimless, I'll be happier.

Do I really need to spent 300$ at len crafters? When I have 2 pairs of cheek touching Ray-Bans and 2 pairs of beaus. A tight pair of rimless and an ugly pair of Craig's..... I mean and the overheads if they fit....

I mean it would be ideal. I would probably go to Bristol or west farms... I got to go to west farms for the apple store anyways... and I could see what being fitted for comfortable frames cost. Without an eye exam. I don't need a brand. I care about brands for clothing cause I'm weird, I mean tbh branded clothing makes me look less poor, beyond that they are a popular brand bc they are made of good quality...for glasses, I mean especially at lens crafters, I could get the yearly protection plan, I would pay 34$ more and if I broke the lens or frames I'd pay a small copay like 25$ to have it replaced. They would fit my face, my focal point would be accurate but i couldn't put it on a credit line.... I'd have to actually swipe my card there...

Does buying the kohls purchase stop me from buying the lens crafters glasses? Sorta but not entirely. When I get my refund I can apply the entire refund to my credit line. Then I'd be paid down to like 340$.. and I'd have to like August.. it could stop me.

What's more exciting? Well it's debatable the kohls cash helps, I love comfortable boxers. Two pairs of sneakers in total is helpful. I won't need boxers or shoes or socks for a while. Boxers for like 5 years, socks for at least 2 years, shoes for a year at least...

But glasses man, I want my focal point right. I want the lense width, the lense height and the hinge to hinge width to be accurate and comfortable...... yet I can't buy lens crafters glasses online and use my credit line otherwise I'm once again buying, "online" glasses. I really need to be fitted. Maybe I can get my thick black frames.

I got a lot to think about and consider. Idk if I'll game. Idk what I'm going to do. I got to shower, set up my sleeping pill and brush my teeth later after my second meal. That's the extent of my list of things I actually have to do..

Maybe I'll game and hallucinate more. Maybe I'll watch mindless trash for TV and barely hallucinate.. I'll go over my retail therapy options.

Lens crafters, seems like the obv choice until I got to take my card out and swipe...

Lens crafters will absolutely make the southbury tango impossible for a while... or any meet up group at that rate... that costs money.

Kohls will put me out but I can pay that remainder out and still maybe do the southbury tango... by May....

So yea I'm just going to think everything over. I got my prescription in march and the longer I wait to get glasses at lens crafters the less wear time I get on the frames and lenses bc I get a new script March 2025.... that's the issue... I'll have years of wear time on my kohls purchase though.

About Elise- I feel like maybe I'm just having 500 visual hallucinations... now it's just her wedding photos. Do I believe in us romantically? Idk maybe I scared her away.... maybe she was like it was always friendship. Maybe she was like you're absolutely never going to be apart of my family even as a friend. Either way as long as she's happy that's all that matters to me.

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dear-c--inlove-p · 7 months

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Dear C.

I haven’t slept all night again.. I was reminded by all of our time again, and it just left me crying even now as I write this.. i don’t even know what’s worse anymore, the weekend or week days.. I don’t sleep at all at weekends.. and over the week just 2-4 hours and after I’m plagued by hallucinations again and it’s getting worse over time.

I’ve thought of a plan to have my last good bye for you, but I just can’t.. as soon as I think of that I’ll start crying my soul out again..

I’m thinking of texting u just to see how u are doing and maybe make u less alone, but that’s probably a lost cause from my side on how distant I am.. I just don’t feel whole without u, I miss u..

It turns out you are doing better, I’m glad for this and i hope u will continue to move forwards, even if there are going to be step backs I know you and i know you will make it through it stronger. I wish I could have walked that path with you holding hands side by side, but my time in this chapter of yours is seemingly over. Even through I won’t be by your side anymore.. I’ll always be with you, not physically but my heart belongs to you and it’s yours entirely.. I hope it can protect u even a little bit and keep you comfort reminding you no matter what will happen in your life that u will always be loved.. I hope it keeps u save and gives you a little push if u stumble back or are scared to take another step.. I hope it serves you good now that I’ll be gone…. Please always keep in mind that u are beautiful, u are kind and caring, loving and so full of love.. you have a beautiful voice and body.. u are smart and have a good soul, always keep in mind that u are enough, u aren’t weak and u made a ton of progress throughout many difficult problems, please enjoy your life and farewell my love..

You may skip the this part now as it will just be my last thoughts feelings and regret, idk if that’s already the last thing I’ll leave behind for you if u ever miss me or if all manage to still be there to write something again in the future but if I am I’ll definitely come back someday and write something for you even if u forgot about this blog.This part will be confusing cause I don’t have a clean mind and cry throughout this.

I feel sick.. my love to you seems logically like an unhealthy obsession and it hurts so much, it hurts having u gone, it hurts having thoughts about your future without me by your side.. it hurts having lost a part of me…

You gave me the best and only years of my life that I felt loved and made me hopeful for the future. You are an amazing person and u gave me everything, even through we had our differences and fights I still loved every second of it cause it was with you. You really were the only star I could see with my eyes through this dark night sky that lead me forward in hopes I could someday reach you and be worth your efforts.. no matter the mountains or the the or hardships I faced u kept illuminating the way for me and my heart.. but that warming and comforting light is now gone, I wasn’t strong enough and shed more darkness towards your light than respond in kind and grow with and for you as I get closer. Every time I see your picture I have to actually shed a tear and hold back with every little remaining power I have not to lose my self completely and especially in puplic. You were a blessing to me C and I hope you will one day see your worth not through the dark clouts but through your beautiful and alluring eyes.. people that will be your friends in the future really can be happy to have you, and your partners can consider them selfs lucky to have someone as astonishing as you in their lives and can walk together with you throughout the chapters of your life.

Even through there are things that still traumatize and haunt me to this day duo to our mistakes, in this moment I can’t see them nor give you any blame in any way for them. Even through I know u won’t forget about me once I’m gone from all the times we talked about it, instead please try to atleast remember some of my good moments and not this broken and pathetic remnant of my former self, although I still wish that u could forget about me entirely…

My only regrets apart from not having the strength to work at my problems and staying with you, is that I won’t ever see your breath taking smile whenever u talk about something u like or find interesting, or ever seeing your eyes filled with love towards me and that I’ll never been in your warm embrace listening to your heart beat ever again.. that we won’t have a family together anymore.. or build our future together.. atleast in those 5 years we known each other, you were my one and only family that I truly loved and cared for..

There may be coming one more post as part two after a few days cause I can’t go on right now my eyes are too filled with tears and I can’t see what I type or pull out any thoughts nor feelings… I love you C, even if I’m no longer there..

In Love,

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crystallllines · 1 year

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I think i already stated this but the concert was very good, despite the crowding and lots of people singing loudly which would have felt unsafe if not for my mask; we left a little early because Jack wasn’t feeling well and I know I was tired (so I imagine my mother, who Churro said was up very early, was also tired & I didn’t want either her or Jack driving like that)

I got lots of videos for Sooz, mainly motivated by her birthday being tomorrow and this being a nice gift for her

Someone in the audience traveled all the way from Italy to see the band. Raine, the frontman, said the guy had “been on his ass” (in a nice way, but still more or less his words) for the past 20 years about performing in Italy. This felt like a nice shout out to my halftalian cousins, who are both directly (sent me Superman’s Dead) and indirectly (got little sibling into the band) responsible for me knowing about the band.

Seeing them perform live with my mom felt way overdue. It absolutely had to happen because it wouldn’t be fair that I got to see them twice and never with her. We listened to the band on the way up (with a brief pause so I could play a Russian cover of ET by Katy Perry & an English demo of Novaya Model’ by t.A.T.u. with Wild af lyrics for Churro) and again all the way down. Mommy got home safe. She said she had a wonderful time. I slept about 4 hours maybe, which is pretty much what I thought I’d get when I decided to pop an adderall at fucking 18:00.

there w as no live pussy riot but a digital version of nadya played onscreen behind the band, which was pretty neat considering this was the spiritual machines ii tour (digital stuff, AI, it’s all the same stuff. (I’m kidding))

It would have been nice if they played Annie, but I can see why it was kept off the set list. Interesting that they opted to leave off songs from their first album, but otherwise I’d say they represented every other album they’ve released (based on what I got to hear, idk what else happened after we left)

#our lady peace #mommy #Spotify

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ineedtotalkorimgoinginsane · 2 years

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I really need to stop reading. But i feel like if i do, i’m just gonna lose myself

I know it is a way of escaping reality blah blah blah but it just became an obsession. I just saw that i spent 9 hours reading. 9hours. Last year i stopped going to college so I could read more, in my bed. I need to stop but i know that right after this shit im writing, i’m gonna read again, till 10 am. I can’t stop

The stories that i’m looking for are quite weird. If i could rn make up the perfect trope for me it would be: Prostitute meets a violent John in a futuristic or past world. They live an impossible love, filled with toxicity, dramas, and tears. I don’t know if i want a good ending or a bad one. What i know is that as soon as i see the happy ending coming, i leave the story and go look for another without ever finishing it. I stop at the angst. But if the ending is going bad im gonna read it till the end, till the author’s note with face full of tears.

My favorite story is actually something like that. Violence, sex, death, and blood. The couple kill themselves at the end. I read it 4 or 5 times, the author deleted it a few years ago. So idk. Do i like bad endings ? Maybe.

The worst part is probably my eyesight. I am destroying my eyes. And I’m realizing that me possibly becoming unable to see shit doesnt stop me from reading. Which is quite scary. I can’t stop

I need to constantly disassociate. Constantly. I need to be out of this body almost 20/24.

Yesterday (i think?) i was at a friend’s house. Slept there. I felt immensely bad. First because i become insanely self conscious of my appearance when i’m with people, but also because i can’t fucking read.

Talking about my appearance. These days i felt better about myself, mostly my face. I developed this « even if i feel ugly, some people are ugly charming because they look unique. So i coule be that ». I KNOW i am not ugly, im even pretty to most people. Yet i can’t stop feeling that way.

So i felt better about this. I even let people take pictures with me and post them.

Until. Today.

Today i talked with an old friend of mine. From high school that i met irl recently after 4 years of not seeing him. For some reason he felt like he needed to tell me that i looked « disgusting » in high school. Apparently, he meant it to compliment my new appearance. My « glow up » as he said.

Well.

It made me feel like utter shit. Because i remember that during this time, i thought i was very, very pretty.

So is my conception of myself wrong ? If i find myself pretty when im supposed to be « disgusting » doesn’t it mean that when i find myself ugly then i just look monstrous ?

And now i’m asking myself. When do i feel pretty ? The answer is simple: when men makes me understand that i am. I don’t give a fuck if a woman tells me im pretty. Even less a straight one. And that’s what concerns me. I constantly need male’s validation about my appearance. And i think that’s why, when im reading books, i always need to be in the flesh of a prostitute/exotic dancer. Because the character is always VERY wanted by men.

That also explains why i feel uglier than before. Because men were way more interested by me when i was a teenager. Around 16-17 were my « golden era ».

I felt like i lost them, so i filled the gap by wearing insanely slutty clothings. Like, extremely sexy to look like some of the characters i wish to be.

Except that

These characters are all prostitutes! So now, i just give the wrong message, and i feel like i repulse them because who wants « easy girls ».

Even tho im far from being easy. I’ve had lots and lots of demands from men. Never accepted one. I’ve never had a boyfriend because none of them pleased me. I was always too deep in my books. Wanted a violent man driven by blood is simply not possible in this world unless they are a psychopath or a serial killer. And even if such men existed, they would probably hide it because « hey, i’m gonna beat u up, make u cry, fuck you hard but only love you and only you till the day i die » shouldn’t be a catchphrase that works on women. Except it would definitely work on me

I tried to look on the internet what could be the cause of that. Of my obsession with the male’s gaze.

The answer was: Daddy Issues.

Daddy issues is, to make it quick, when a girl didn’t have enough love from her father and compensate this lack of « father love » with men.

Except that i had a hell lot of love from mine. Hell, all my gifts and first memories are with him. I’m a daddy’s girl from head to toes and i’m even his fav.

I also had a hell lot of betrayal in the form of heavy beating. My dad would beat us, me and my siblings, when we did « bad things » according to him. My dad was not someone who could restrain his anger, just like me now. So one day he was my best friend, the other he was the one who hurt me.

That definitely explains my lack of trust for people tho. I don’t trust anyone. I feel like everyone, even my siblings, talk behind my back, secretly hate me and are definitely not loyal.

Every time i get too close to someone i feel dumb, like i’m falling into someone’s trap. A one sided relationship. So then i get mad. Very mad. And i push them. Then i pull, then push. Again and again.

Idk, i wish i was someone’s number 1 in their heart. Even if i have no one in mine because of my lack of trust and the paranoia i have of being taken for a fool. But even if someone tells me that i am their number 1 i’m not gonna trust them. And i’ll become even wary, and just push them.

Anyways. It’s 5h21. I need to read. I hope i will wake up soon so i can do things. Been a month i’m rotting in my bed. I need to go to the post office, applying for a job to do besides University and start doing yoga. Been a year i say that i should start yoga.

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