#I'm seeing my friend before he goes to work so he's only really available early in the a.m. and I have to shlep a fair ways out to see him

[obstinatecondolement]

Bitches will stay up all night because they're afraid of oversleeping and missing a bus. It's me, I'm bitches.

#I was just going to be like 'well I'll just lie down for a little bit and then get up to get ready' #but I literally do not have time #because I need to shower 😭 #I'm seeing my friend before he goes to work so he's only really available early in the a.m. and I have to shlep a fair ways out to see him #it will be good to see him but... #it's not easy having a good time #even smiling makes my face ache 🥲

[layanasstories]

For my dear friend.

This person knows that I am talking to them.

As promised... your early Christmas Gift! What started as an idea for a one shot, ended up as a multi part fan fic, 5 parts to be exact. I really hope you enjoy this one.

With love, Layanasstories.

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Lost and Found

Part 1

I'm hanging at the bar with my umpteenth drink in front of me. It was how long? One, two weeks? I don't remember very well, nor do I care much. Probably because of the amount of alcohol I've had. And so it goes every night these days. I come here with a stabbing pain in my heart and leave the bar numb. I look up when my glass is taken way and a cup of coffee is put down. "Hej! I hadn't ffinisshed that sjet!" I protest while trying to sit up straight, but the bartender doesn't care. "You've had enough Layana. You had the chance to wallow for two weeks, now it's time to put yourself together again". "Iff I can't trink anymore, can you be my dissstrasion?" I slur my words while fluttering my eyes at Phil. "Oh, god no. Not in the state you are in right now". He pulls up his nose in disgust but I can see his eyes are full of pity. “I know it hard you lost Richy, Layana. But you can’t keep on going like this.” He tries to encourage me, but to no avail. Due to his words I feel the tears well up. “It is not just Richy. Someone else got lost too you know. A friend.” Even though the alcohol had hit me hard I still was able to choose my words carefully. As long as I don’t know if he survived or not, I will not speak of his name to people who doesn’t know him. “I am sorry to hear that. But still, I believe your friend nor Richy would have wanted you to get wasted all the time, to sooth the pain”. He sighs walks around the bar and sits on the empty barstool, next to me. He gently puts his hand on my shoulder “Listen, drink the coffee and then I will bring you back to where you are staying, okay?”. I make a noise that sounded something like ‘sure’ and I nod.

It's amazing what can happen in a few weeks time. I started a new case, somehow this has become a thing for me, solving crimes. It wasn’t a big one, something was stolen and I found it back within a few days. The plus was that I got paid for solving it. Also I don’t drink as much as I did before. Ironically thanks to Phil. He banded me from visiting the Aurora during the weekdays. He only allowed me to visit the bar if I worked for my drinks. So, I worked on Friday and Saturday nights, then at the last hour before closing, I was able to take my spot at the bar to enjoy my well earned drinks. Yes, he even would mix me the most weird or special mixes for me. Besides that we talked during the moments I was working at the bar, we also texted almost daily. He grew on me, more then I expected. Sure he is the womanizer as the guys from the group already had said, back then. But most of the time only when he is at the bar, as if it is a image he has to hold high. The eternal bachelor, who does his own thing whenever he wants, it suits him. I'm glad he's not looking for a steady relationship or a relationship at all. Because I am not looking for anything like that. That doesn’t mean we don’t flirt on occasion. It’s a fun game to play but we both know not to go to far with it. Okay, maybe one time we crossed that line and we ended up almost kissing.

I am standing in front of my coatrack to get my jacket. It’s Friday evening, just past diner time, so I am getting ready to go to the Aurora. But suddenly there is a hard knock on my door that startled me. I don’t expect anyone so I peek trough the hole in my door to see two police officers waiting. Carefully I open up. “Good evening officers, what can I do for you?” I ask them when I open the door slowly. “Good evening miss, we are looking for Ms. Layana Schmidt.” Both had taken their hats off and the more senior one spoke. “That’s me.” I answer them but I am still a bit wary because I still no idea why they are here. “We are only here to deliver this to you.” The other officer hands me an envelope. They both put back their hats on, tap it and say goodbye. As soon as I closed my front door I open the envelope. Shocked I look at the paper in hand, my hands start shaking and my breathing stops. I read aloud almost in a whisper. The State vs Mr. Jake Samuel Hernandez (defendant). Subpoena to testify in trail in a criminal case. To Ms. Layana Schmidt. You are commanded to appear in the State court at the time, date and place shown below to testify in this criminal case. When you arrive, you must remain at the court until the judge or a court officer allows you to leave. I didn't even realize that I had stood against the wall in the hallway, in tears I sink to the floor and sit down. After weeks I had the answer, he is alive. But he had failed to shake off his pursuers. And now I'm being subpoenaed to testify against him. Feeling the panic creeping up, I frantically try to grab my phone. It's only in moments like this that you actually know who your friends really are. Because there's nobody but one that I can turn to. I haven’t spoken to anyone of the group since the happening in the mine. It seemed like they had forgotten about me the moment they had their Hannah back, and lost their Richy.

Layana: Hey Phil, I am not sure if I can make it tonight.

I thought it was best to cancel. I can't fake a smile and act happy. And how the hell am I going to explain to Phil why I got the subpoena. I can't say anything about Jake and what his whereabouts are. Phil is the last person Jake would want to see. Let alone that Phil knows about Jake's existence and his criminal activities. I imagine Jake's expression as I walk into the courtroom with Phil by my side. Disgust? Betrayal? Confusion? Probably all three. Although Phil is the only friend I have right now and I don't know if I can handle this alone. At this point, Jake doesn't have much to say. If he wants to get out, he should accept what is being done for him.

I'm pulled out of my thoughts by a message from Phil.

Phil: Hey. What’s up?

Layana: I don’t know how to tell this on the phone.

Phil: You’re are okay?

Layana: Yes, I am okay. Nothing bad happened. It’s just…

Phil: It’s just??

Phil: Just come to the Aurora, you don’t have to worry about working.

Phil: Let just talk about what’s going on before opening. And then we will see.

Layana: Thanks Phil.

Phil: No problem ;)

#duskwood #duskwood everbyte #duskwood jake #duskwood game #duskwood mc #duskwood jake x mc #duskwood jake x player #iamjake #duskwood fanfiction #duskwood fandom #duskwood phil x player #duskwood phil x mc #duskwood phil

[rejectedbad]

Rejected Bad: Pedicure

The following is a rejected script from an early season of Breaking Bad.

FADE IN:

EXT. ABQ STRIP MALL – DAY

Saul sits in his car, nervously looking around. After a moment, he exits the car and walks into a nail salon.

INT. NAIL SALON – DAY

Saul walks over to the receptionist.

SAUL:  I'm here for a pedicure.

RECEPTIONIST:  We don't have any available appointments.

SAUL:  I don't need an appointment. It's urgent.

RECEPTIONIST:  I'll see what I can do. Please have a seat.

Saul goes over to the waiting area and sits down. He looks around nervously, checking his phone every few seconds. After a few minutes, he notices Mike walking past the salon. Saul immediately gets up and walks over to the receptionist.

SAUL:  I changed my mind. I'll come back later.

Saul quickly exits the salon and gets back in his car. He sits there, taking deep breaths, trying to calm down.

CUT TO:

INT. SAUL'S OFFICE – DAY

Saul is sitting in his office, surrounded by piles of legal papers. His phone rings, and he hesitantly answers.

SAUL:  Hey, Mike. What's up?

MIKE (V.O.):  I'm at the strip mall.

Saul starts to panic, looking around for a place to hide.

SAUL:  Oh, really? What are you doing there?

MIKE (V.O.):  Just looking around. You know, checking out the scene.

SAUL:  Oh, right. Yeah, I know how you like to do that.

MIKE (V.O.):  Listen, Saul. I'm not happy you about losing another bet. But I'm not going to hurt you badly this time.

Saul breathes a sigh of relief.

SAUL:  Thank you, Mike. I really appreciate that.

MIKE (V.O.):  But if you ever cross me again, I won't be so nice.

SAUL:  I understand. I won't do it again.

Mike hangs up, and Saul puts his phone down, still shaking. He looks over at a photo on his desk of him and his old law partner, Kim.

SAUL:  I miss you, Kim. You were the only one who understood me.

Saul picks up the phone and starts to dial.

CUT TO:

INT. JESSE'S HOUSE - DAY

Jesse is sitting on the couch, playing with his dog, Meth Head. Saul knocks on the door, and Jesse gets up to answer it.

Jesse opens the door to reveal Saul, a bundle of nerves.

JESSE:  Hey, man. What brings you by?

SAUL:  I need your help, Jesse. I need you to teach me how to not suck at betting.

JESSE:  (laughs) Sure thing, Saul. But it's gonna take a lot of work.

SAUL:  I know. And I'm willing to do whatever it takes.

Jesse nods and leads Saul into the living room. Meth Head jumps up onto the couch and starts licking Saul's face.

SAUL:  (laughs) Looks like we're gonna be best buds, huh, Meth Head?

Jesse and Saul sit down on the couch, and Jesse starts to explain the basics of gambling to Saul.

JESSE:  Okay, so the key is to know your odds. You gotta calculate your risk before you put any money down.

SAUL:  Got it. And what about the lemon and salt thing?

Jesse grins mischievously.

JESSE:

Oh, that's just something Mike does for fun. You only do that when you're playing with friends.

Saul laughs, feeling relieved.

SAUL:  Thank God. I don't think I could handle another round of that.

Jesse and Saul continue to chat and strategize, with Meth Head snuggled up between them.

FADE OUT.

#jesse pinkman #meth head #mike ehrmantraut #saul goodman #rejected bad #breaking bad #lemon and salt

[six31]

Giant survey, then and now

While going through some recently acquired archives of my early days (i.e. my Xanga account from 20 years ago), I found one of those survey things that tells people all sorts of random stuff about you. I thought I'd take a stab at filling it out again to compare the answers. Formatted painstakingly for clarity.

STARTERS

date 2004: August 29, 2004 2024: February 29, 2024

time 2004: 11:39 p.m. 2024: 10:48 p.m.

name 2004: [first name] 2024: [first name] or Six, which I didn't start using until after the Xanga was created.

age 2004: 22 2024: 42

birthday 2004: 1/4/1982 2024: 4/1/1982 (I have since moved to a commonwealth country)

school 2004: University of Georgia 2024: The same, class of 2004

BASIC

eyes 2004: Brown 2024: Brown

hair 2004: reddish-brown 2024: brown with gray at the temples, although at times chocolate brown, ginger brown, brown with caramel highlights, pink, red or purple, depending on what wig I'm willing to tolerate that day.

height 2004: 5'0" 2024: 5'1" or 155 cm

shoe size 2004: 6 1/2 2024: 7, or 7 1/2 if I plan to wear insoles. I was probably a 7 back then too. Shoes aren't supposed to hurt, regardless of what pop culture tells us

when is your bedtime? 2004: Paper clear time + 30 minute travel + 1 hour. So roughly 1 a.m. on a good night 2024: Whenever I feel like, which tends to be sometime between 11:30-1 p.m.

HAVE YOU EVER…

flown on a plane: 2004: yup 2024: many times

ever been so drunk you blacked out: 2004: nope 2024: at least twice

cut your hair: 2004: I desperately need a haircut 2024: During the pandemic I couldn't stand the feeling of hair on the back of my neck, so I buzzed it all off with a #1 clipper

FAVORITE

shampoo 2004: Joico Kerapro. I have 2 liters of it under my sink 2024: See the last question. My husband has the long thick curly hair, so I use whatevers available in the shower

fav color 2004: sage green 2024: mostly true, but I also like purple, and I'll always default to gray when I'm chosing a product/item of clothing. If there's a color called pewter or charcoal, even better

day/night 2004: night 2024: still a night owl

summer/winter 2004: summer…i don't like cold! 2024: summer, but I really prefer autumn

lace or satin 2004: satin 2024: satin

person to talk to face to face 2004: The redhead 2024: Randy. I miss him terribly

person to talk to online 2004: Seth. Definitely seth. 2024: Carl

RIGHT NOW YOU ARE…

wearing 2004: short shorts and an old t-shirt. My equivalent of pajamas. Oh, plus an avocado and clay purifying masque 2024: An oatmeal tank top and a pair of capri leggings

eating 2004: my words 2024: M&M's I hide in my desk so my husband doesn't eat them all in one sitting

drinking 2004: tea 2024: Raspberry Coke Zero

listening to 2004: Meat Loaf - Bat Out of Hell 2024: the very loud crickets outside, because the windows are open

HAVE YOU EVER… IN THE LAST 24 HOURS

cried 2004: no 2024: not in the last 24 hours

worn jeans 2004: jean skirt 2024: jean shorts. jorts, if you will

met someone new online 2004: not online 2024: no

done laundry 2004: I took Gavin to the laundromat 2024: Marc puts in a load before he goes off to work, and I take it out, fold it and put it away in the afternoon

drove a car 2004: yup 2024: yes! In fact, it was my first time behind the wheel of an Australian car, driving on the left side of the road. Every time I tried to put on my turn signal, I hit the wiper blades instead. I will never, ever relearn the correct way, it's too deeply ingrained at this point.

talked on the phone 2004: Yup 2024: No

DO YOU BELIVE IN…

yourself 2004: more often than I used to 2024: barely

your friends 2004: yes 2024: much more than myself

destiny/fate 2004: nope 2024: no

angels 2004: nah 2024: no

ghosts 2004: not in the traditional sense 2024: There are things we don't understand but I'm hesitant to ascribe them to the supernatural

UFO's 2004: "We've been coming to this planet and probing people's anuses for over fifty years and the only thing we've found out is that one in ten of them doesn't mind it all that much." 2024: Kids in the Hall was so fucking gay (laudatory)

FRIENDS & LIFE

do you ever wish you had another name? 2004: yeah 2024: I have another one now, and I go by it in some circles

do you like anyone? 2004: yep 2024: yes

which one of your friends acts the most like you? 2004: If you put all my friends in a blender, the metaphoric result would act something like me. 2024: I don't know? There are parts of me in all my friends and vice versa

which friend have you known the longest? 2004: Tim 2024: I'm still in touch with Tim, bless his heart

who do you go to for stuff? 2004: Depends on what I need 2024: Depends on what you mean by "stuff"

who do you hang around the most? 2004: Glenn, Katie, and the rest of the copy desk. 2024: Marc, Jimmy, Mika, Ethan, Cleo in person, the rest of the Gang online

worst feeling? 2004: being forgotten or ignored 2024: being forgotten or ignored

OTHERS

Keep a diary 2004: In spurts 2024: Oh man, as part of my last move I consolidated and scanned in all the diaries I've been holding onto for years and years, so now I have a digital copy of every journal I've kept. By and large, two things were consistent: 1) they all started with some variation of "Paper feels better to write on than a computer, and even though I've started many of these and lost interest, THIS ONE WILL BE DIFFERENT." and 2) they all peter out at about 35 pages.

Like to cook? 2004: I have a few select dishes I do well 2024: I'm trying to learn how to cook more, and not just recipes from food companies trying to get you to buy their prepared food. It takes me three times as long to shop for groceries here in Australia because I get flustered when they don't have things I used to regularly buy, like Shake 'n' Bake and sweet pickle relish, kosher salt and graham crackers. Bloody graham crackers! Its a learning process

Fold your underwear? 2004: nah, it gets piled up 2024: yes, it fits better in the drawer that way

Talk in your sleep? 2004: I grit my teeth pretty loud, so I'm told 2024: I still grit my teeth pretty loud, and they're noticeably shorter than they were when I was in my 20s, and I've been told if I don't get a handle on it, they'll cost about $10,000 to replace

Set your clock a few minutes ahead? 2004: every room in my house is in a different time zone 2024: this house is run by Google devices, so everything is synchronized but the microwave, which is several hours off.

Bite your fingernails? 2004: yep 2024: I quit cold turkey when I was 38, then had to relearn how to use my hands

Believe in love? 2004: sure 2024: Yes

LAST…

Movie you rented? 2004: We buy them by the handful around here 2024: I have no idea. I mostly watch things that are available for free on streaming

Movie you bought? 2004: Lost in Translation 2024: Who buys movies these days? I think I bought my mother a copy of Moonrise Kingdom back in 2012

Movie you watched? 2004: The American President 2024: The Fifth Element

Song you listened to? 2004: Poe - Not a Virgin 2024: The Rolling Stones - Gimme Shelter, part of my 120 bpm walking playlist on Spotify

Song that was stuck in your head? 2004: The very same. I made the discovery that it falls nicely within my range 2024: Albert Hammond - It Never Rains in Southern California, which was shared by a former mentor in SoCal kvetching about the near-flood conditions they were experiencing

Song you've downloaded? 2004: buncha Liz Phair stuff 2024: I bought the soundtrack for Fran Bow

CD you bought? 2004: Outkast - Speakerboxxx/The Love Below 2024: Lol. Lmao even

CD you listened to? 2004: Meat Loaf - Bat out of Hell, per Glenn's request. Learn something new everyday. The CD now lives in my car 2024: From Exile - Monolith. My brother's band

Person you've called? 2004: Gavin 2024: My mother-in-law

Person that's called you? 2004: My brother, Ben 2024: My husband Marc

TV show you've watched? 2004: Sealab 2021 2024: Ramsay's Kitchen Nightmares

Person you were thinking of? 2004: Bo. I shoulda called him yesterday for my New Media project. 2024: a college friend who's going through a rough time at the moment

DO…

You wish you could live somewhere else? 2004: I belong in the mid-atlantic region 2024: I belong in South Australia

Others find you attractive? 2004: yeah. Attractive attractive, not this "she's cute and has a nice personality" bullshit 2024: Some do, yes

You want more piercings? 2004: I wanted an eyebrow ring before I learned about the whole severing a nerve to your face thing… 2024: I don't even use the holes I have

You want a tattoo? 2004: I'd never be able to settle on design I could love for the rest of my life 2024: same

You drink? 2004: Citron and ginger ale, baby 2024: Still my go-to cocktail, but I'm more of a craft beer person these days

You do drugs? 2004: nah 2024: In Texas I used to buy delta-9 gummies from a local small sister-owned business, which I would consume at the rate of 10 mg every two weeks. Nothing more than that.

You smoke? 2004: only second-hand 2024: From approximately December 2004 to Ausgust 2014, I regularly smoked clove cigarettes. I switched to e-cigarettes for about 4 months before quitting completely

You like cleaning? 2004: my things need to be in an order that I can understand 2024: Marc runs a very tidy house and I'm mostly on board. Ironing can be very zen if you let it

You like roller coasters? 2004: hell's yeah 2024: hell's yeah

You write in cursive or print? 2004: a hybrid of the two, just like my father 2024: a chickenscratch hybrid of the two that's getting worse and worse

HAVE YOU…

Ever cried over a boy/girl? 2004: Who hasn't? 2024: yes

Ever lied to someone? 2004: yeah 2024: yes

Ever been in a fist fight? 2004: nope 2024: no

Ever been arrested? 2004: Nope 2024: no

NUMBER

Of times I have been in love? 2004: every time I think I'm in love, I realize later I'm not. 2024: twice

Of times I have had my heart broken? 2004: At least twice. I can't remember because I don't dwell on it 2024: multiple times

Of people I consider my enemies? 2004: three 2024: I'm too old/tired for enemies

Of CDs that I own? 2004: about 100 not counting mp3s 2024: One. I gave away my entire collection when I moved, save for From Exile - Monolith

Of times my name has appeared in the newspaper 2004: every day for the past year my name has appeared in 6 pt type on the opinions page of The Red & Black 2024: From October 2011 to February 2016, my name appeared in the corner of every page I designed for The Gaston Gazette and The Shelby Star, a number that is conservatively north of 6,000.

Of things in my past that I regret? 2004: 2. One, not getting into design sooner, Two, not getting the help I needed back when I realized I needed it. 2024: 2. One, getting into design in the first place, Two, not getting the help I needed back when I realized I needed it.

[melancholybliss92]

I'm so excited !! I will be going to look at a house next year. It's not available on the market yet until the 16th. I am set on this house because of the area so I will wait to see what it looks like inside. I am set on it so I'm really hoping it's not a fucked up house. Whether I'm in a relationship or not I will have my OWN house. Unlike them homeless hoes that seek a relationship to have a place to stay. Or that stupid fat Italian bitch the crazy 40 yr old was with . If he wanted to be with her, he would have stopped her from moving when she was In philly. And also when she moved and he came to visit for 2 weeks . He would have rented an apartment already to prove he serious. I looked up rent in kansas its cheaper than philly. She know she ugly as fuck and she in denial and making herself sound like she's wanted. And also he tried to string me along saying stay with him in the current house for 5 years so when he sells it he makes more money to buy a bigger house. I'm already seeing alot red flags with him and his stupid ass homeless hoe family. Hes not speaking up for me .The sister and husband is unstable welcoming more runaway homeless bitches and then lying and making corny post to make them look good . That's the only bitch her fat son can get. A homeless hoe that is submissive because the min she argue with them she will be kicked out. They all liars and hoes looking to breed and get married so they have a place to stay .they said her family is rich, own properties, own a nail salon etc. but why is the bitch inside a fat dudes parents house to this day. If they are so rich why don't they get her an apartment or give her a house. Why does she have to park and stay in someone else's house for 2 years . They fronting and lying . I don't like people who ask about me behind my back, spying on me out of jealousy, making snide comments about my business but their shit stinks. and then hyping an actual loser bitch up. Her actions speak for herself and his neice is still homeless in her moms basement. I see why they both best friends. Two corny homeless bitches go hand in hand . Trust me , if her family is rich. They will never ever let her stay in some fat dudes parents house in the hood. They will make sure she goes to college and she has a place to stay. I don't lie like that and I don't need to hide my business . I'm praying if my realtor can check for an earlier date. The faster I get out the faster i feel like im free with my own space. I know the ugly ass fat bitch in kansas is jealous because i look better and is smarter she waiting for the relationship to end. He still has pics of me and him on fb. He can either apologize to me or be alone in his small piece of shit house. U can be in a relationship with other people and visit them from your own house. I'm done living with another piece of shit. It's all types of issues when one isn't working and doesn't have a life and their family is jealous of u and he's not speaking up. I didn't ask him for money back in early August 2020. This was before I even pass my exam and got thus job. We both decided he goes back to his mom's house to play his stupid league of legend game. The man downstairs didn't make any noise at that time because I wasn't really working. The man downstairs is another one of them welfare disability people that doesn't work they stalk u all day and watch your routine. I stopped talking to him at night for only one week. He hurried up and came back right away to open another internet in my apartment . Thats on him . He's crazy . If he didn't open internet in my house, I already have Comcast. We wouldn't see each other or argue. If I don't get that house I'm going to see then I will be really sad. But I don't know yet. Gotta wait till it hits the market .

[sokkas1mp]

I gonna break in this acocunt with me being angry about something that doesn't really matter (very fitting for tumblr if you ask me), this article.

First: "And I’m sorry to open with this, but part of that is due to the age difference between them. Two years is hardly worlds apart (I’m personally working with four), but a 12-year-old boy and a 14-year-old girl are. Especially the way these two are drawn. Not to be too voyeuristic about Y7 cartoons, but Katara has clearly gone through puberty, while Aang hasn’t. There is something just…off, about a sixth grade boy having a full on make-out sesh with a high school girl."

This argument is one of the most stupid ones if you ask me, because it blatantly ignores the culture we have been presented by the show. I can understand why people find this weird, but we have to try not to look at it as if its our society, because its not. In A:tla, specifically the water tribes, 16 is marrying age. Right there, our "age norms" (idk what else to call it) are very different. And there are no divisions between ages in their world like we have with middle and high school. To me, two people are fit to be together based on their maturity, not their age. That's why 45 & 40 is not the same as 15 & 10, or 20 & 15. This is the same for Kataang. They have very similar life experiences and matured together, literally side by side, so a two year ago gap is irrelevant.

Second: "...Katara took on a very maternal role with Aang. Sure, she’s a caretaker and sort of a “mom friend,” but it’s a bit more than that. She served as his literal guardian during the show’s run—there’s just no other way to look at it. By the third episode, she called herself his “family,” and later even went on to role play as his mother to get him out of trouble at school. Aang, meanwhile, was… Well, I wouldn’t say “immature” for his age, […] However, Katara is 14 going on 25, while Aang is just, Aang."

There's a compilation of Katara doing thing with Aang that if someone saw a mother doing with her son they would call it incest:

Katara definitely acts motherly towards Aang, but that is just her nature. She is more than just motherly with him. And some people like to call the check kisses familial (which is kinda weird imo), but we know Katara herself doesnt think that:

"Easy there, big brother" She pushes Sokka away. Not to mention, this was about a scene or two before she kisses Aang on the check.

Calling someone close to you your family does not mean you see them in the same way you see your parents/siblings. And Sokka played Aang's father in that scene, but we aren't sitting here using that as evidence to call him Aang's paternal figure.

Something Aang haters forget (or chose to ignore) is that being lighthearted and goofy does not equal immature. Yes, Aang does some juvenile things, but that shouldn't take away from his growth and maturity.

Third: "In fact, in the last season, Katara was shown to be uncomfortable each time Aang kisses her, and even went as far as to tell him to back off with the romantic stuff in the episode before the finale, because she was confused about how she felt. [*new paragraph*] Yet, in the end, she just trots up and blushes at Aang, than happily makes out with him when he goes for it,"

Katara initiated 2/4 of the kataang kisses (not including the check kisses). The kiss in The Cave of Two Lovers and the kiss in the finale. Yes, she's the one that "goes for it" in the finale (she also initiates the hug). She only pulls away once out of the 3 times we see a kiss end (this would be excluding the kiss in The Cave of Two Lovers). She wasn't confused about her feelings, she didn't want to have to worry about a relationship when they were nearing the end of the war.

Fourth: "The post-canon comics only furthered the lack of exploration of her feelings in this relationship"

Fifth: "[referencing a scene in The Promise in which Katara is jealous of a fanclub being around Aang] "I'm sorry, this amazing, adult communication is blowing me away"

The are both still teenagers, who have zero previous relationship experience. Also, Aang had no ill intentions and Katara recognized it.

Sixth: [refencing Katara's role in The Legend of Korra] "Did Katara want to do anything other than sit in a healing hut and be known for having Aang's kids?"

This is another argument that just pisses me off. You can not use Katara's lifestyle in her 80s (she is 85 in s1) as judgement for her adulthood. It's purely assumption based. Constantly this author assumes that because she is in a relationship with Aang, Katara would drop her whole personality. What? Katara would not and could not be forced to do something or conform to some label and Aang wouldn't let it get to that point either. He would squash any idea that she is just "The Avatar's wife" or "The mother of the Avatar's children" the minute he heard it.

Seven: [comparing Katara's reaction to Aang The Desert to Aang's reaction to Katara in The Southern Raiders] "You'll spend a long time looking for her condescending tones. "Anger won't help, Aang," Katara never said, because she got that he was processing something painful and needed to sort it out himself. This difference in behavior is something that would be really fitting for a twelve year old boy to learn and understand. There's just no indication that he ever did."

Maybe I'm remembering wrong, but I don't remember Aang being condescending towards Katara. He was offering his advice because he knew her and knew that she would regret doing what she thought was right when her judgement was clouded by anger. And guess what. He was right. He never forced anything on her, either. Sure, he was a bit more pushy than he could've been, but in the end he let her go on the trip with no complaints. He even agreed that this was something she had to do.

Eighth: [referencing The Ember Island Players] "When the actor says 'Wait! I thought you were the Avatar's girl', Aang agrees. Katara is his."

You know damn well Aang doesn't see Katara as just his. And she's give him PLENTY of reason to believe that his feelings are reciprocated (which they are).

Ninth: "It's the story of a woman who swallows everything lest the man she's interested in has to learn anything about his behavior that violates her boundaries."

Ha! You said she was interested in him.

But in all seriousness, you mentioned how Katara stood her ground and told Aang that she was confused, but apparently now she's swallowing her feeings.

Tenth: [talks about the cloud babies daddy issues]

I don't disagree with what is said here, for the most part, but I don't think it is a reflection on Aang and Katara's relationship.

Eleventh: "... given what what we got with Kataang, it's completely unsurprising that Aang and Katara's parenthood/adult life was defined by a lack of communication and availability, at least from what we can tell. This also puts Katara's choice to immediately moved to the South Pole once Aang died in perspective; perhaps the city he poured all his energy into, at the cost of his family, held some bitter memories."

Once again with the lack communication. We can't use the early years of their relationship to determine their whole relationship. Also, there wasn't consistently a lack of communication, you just pointed out one time and ran with it.

We don't know at what point Katara moved back to the South Pole, but there are plenty of reasons for Katara to leave Air Temple Island:

a) Her son moving in/or planning to move in with his family.

b) She was no longer needed in the city and thus had no need to stay.

c) She wanted to go back to her native home for comfort after the love of her life died at a relatively early age.

d) The next Avatar was discovered and she came home to train them.

That's all. Thank you for reading my unnecessary rant if you made it this far, and I just want to close out with a few things:

- There were some things in the article that I did not include for the fear of this becoming a novel of me repeating myself.

- I agree with most thing said in the final segment of the the article. Most, not all.

- I appreciate the author for not trying to shove Zutara in just because Kataang wasn't there. That is becoming increasingly uncommon, so it was nice to see.

#kataang #pro kataang #katara #aang #pro katara #pro aang #atla

[ya-girl-mc]

Sweet Indulgence

Character: Kuroo Tetsurou × Fem Reader

Concept: Y/N and Kuroo spend their Valentine's evening with a homecooked date night dinner; then came "dessert" 😏

⚠️ Warning: Sexual content (also contains a minor spoiler from the Haikyuu!! manga since I referred to a lil detail there for Kuroo's character in this fic)

A/N: Happy Valentine's Day ya'll esp to those who'll be spending it alone (me lol 😔✊). This fic was requested by a dear irl friend of mine who's one of the biggest Kuroo trash I know so here ya go 😉

☆☆ A Haikyuu!! Fanfiction ☆☆

"Damn it."

Kuroo's disgruntled voice caused Y/N to look up from her morning coffee as she gazed at him inquisitively. "What's up?"

A deep frown etched on his face, he sighed and set his phone down on the table, his attention once again on his half-eaten breakfast. "The Chief. He needs me to work overtime tonight, of all times. I swear that old man is giving me way too much load for how much I'm getting paid-"

Y/N brought up her coffee mug to her lips, gazing at her boyfriend sympathetically as she listened to him rant about his rather unfortunate office life. While Kuroo loves and is adept at his new job at the Sports Promotion Division of the Japan Volleyball Association, his overbearing boss made matters far from pleasing.

Ah yes, the toil of the working class.

"-and we even made those dinner reservations tonight for Valentine's Day."

Oh, right. Like any typical run-of-the-mill working class couple, Y/N and Kuroo were looking forward to a classy dinner to celebrate the 14th, yet the unforeseen circumstances seemed to have derailed their evening plans. Huffing in annoyance, he set his utensils down and shot her a guilty look. She was quite disappointed of course, but it couldn't be helped; it's all part of the game, as they say. "It's fine, we could always go at a different time. You do what you gotta do."

"You know, when you act all level-headed like that, I can't help but feel even worse," Kuroo sighed, thoroughly frustrated at how his boss managed to ruin their dinner plans.

She grinned at him as an idea occurred to her. "What time do you get off work today?"

"Probably 8 or 9, at the latest. Why?"

"Great!" Y/N chimed, chuckling sheepishly as soon as she noticed the impassive expression on Kuroo's face. "Well...not because you have to work overtime since that definitely sucks. I mean, I'd have enough time to prepare us a fancy dinner for date night." Her eyes lit up in excitement, her mind already racing with ideas as she began to ponder on what dishes to prepare.

Kuroo grinned at her in amusement, feeling himself gradually get over his workplace woes. Glancing at his phone, he briskly cleaned up after himself and proceeded to grab his belongings. "Thanks for the meal, but I'd better go on ahead. The earlier I can get there, the sooner I can get everything done."

Y/N followed suit and ushered him to the entrance of their shared apartment. It was pretty rare to see Kuroo invigorated on a weekday morning as he usually lazed around with her for a bit before they both headed off to their respective offices; the idea of a scrumptious date night dinner prepared by his lover definitely served as extra motivation to get through the day.

After adjusting his tie, she proceeded to ruffle his hair to try and straighten his stubborn bed head, but to no avail. "I don't know how you can seem to pull off going to work with bed hair, but anyway, do your best today, Kuroo-san!" She teased and saw him off with a salute.

Damn it, how adorable.

In one swift motion, he wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her close, his lips pecking hers ever so slightly as he pulled away, chuckling at the dazed expression on her face. "I'll make it up to you later, I promise. Then, I'll be off." He waved at her as Y/N watched his retreating figure, her heart still pounding from their prior interaction.

As I thought, cohabitation really is the best.

*****

It was just about past 7 in the evening when Y/N arrived at their apartment with an armful of groceries. Despite getting off from work as early as 5:30, she lost track of time in the supermarket, completely engulfed with the multitude of ideas that raced through her mind. Cooking was a passion of hers, and there's nothing she enjoys more other than spoiling her significant other with her culinary prowess.

Unloading the bags on the kitchen's countertop, Y/N's eyes scanned over the ingredients, thoroughly pleased with her purchase.

Seared rib eye steak paired with a classic red wine jus, a creamy and delectable potato au gratin as a side dish, and a decadent chocolate mousse dessert for that extra indulgence...ahhh it's perfect! I'll make sure that every penny spent on these ridiculously expensive ingredients will be worth it!

Y/N threw an apron on and proceeded to undertake the necessary preparations for each of the dishes, determined to salvage what's left of her and Kuroo's Valentine's Day plans with probably the best dinner she'll be preparing by far. She recounted on the recipes she had sneakily studied in-between working hours, finding herself completely engrossed with the tasks at hand.

Okay, the gratin's baking in the oven...once there's 30 minutes left to its cooking time that's when I'll start preparing the red wine jus. Then I'll be searing the steak, let it rest, then prepare the mousse in the process. Yep, I got this in the bag!

Once more immersing herself in her culinary escapades, Y/N was finally down to the last task of whipping up the chocolate mousse when the front door opened, signaling Kuroo's arrival from work as the wonderful aromas that wafted from the kitchen uplifted him from his weariness. With her back turned towards him, he shut the door and sauntered towards the kitchen, a scheming grin on his face as he crept towards his oblivious girlfriend.

"Y/N," he breathed teasingly into her ear, causing her to yelp in surprise.

"Goddammit, Tetsurou!" She hastily switched off the hand mixer to avoid splattering chocolate mousse everywhere, shooting him a dirty look in the process. "You're lucky I only had a mixer in my hand! What if it was something else, like a-"

The sight of her handsome lover, still clad in his office attire with a bouquet of flowers in his hand, rendered her speechless. He chuckled as Y/N continued to gawk at him, stepping closer to wrap his free arm around her shoulders. "Happy Valentine's Day." Kuroo tenderly pressed his lips on her temples as he handed her the bouquet.

Ahh, great. Now I feel like crap for yelling at him like that. Unable to suppress the smile that made its way to her face, she sheepishly accepted his gift, standing on her toes to plant an appreciative kiss on his cheek. "T-thank you...and Happy Valentine's Day, too."

The warmth that adorned her cheeks just made her even more irresistible, yet Kuroo tried to reel in his urges as he allotted a reasonable distance between them. "So, what did my cute lover prepare for date night?"

As if on cue at his inquiry, her eyes immediately lit up. "Well, I started off by preparing the potato au gratin since that takes the longest to cook. I infused the cream with a little thyme, rosemary, and a dash of lemon zest to cut back on the heaviness. Then, for the rib eye steak, I-" Kuroo simply listened on as she rambled, the corners of his mouth turning upwards as she explained the entirety of the cooking process of each of the dishes she had prepared. While he didn't understand a majority of it, it was utterly endearing for him to see her so engrossed in the fervor of her culinary passion.

So basically, she prepared a fancy potato dish, a steak dish, and chocolate mousse for dessert. Damn it, she's just too adorable when she goes all out.

"-so anyway," Y/N continued, grasping Kuroo's attention once more. "Can you check if the mousse tastes fine? I'm a bit concerned that I may have fallen short on the sweetness." With a spoon in hand, she scooped a generous amount and held it out for him to taste.

Taking it into his mouth, Kuroo's eyes widened as the dessert's decadence flooded his taste buds. The mousse was not overbearingly sweet due to the dark chocolate she used, yet it still delivered the right amount of indulgence for a dessert; the perfect balance of flavor was definitely to his liking. "Wow, that's delicious!" He exclaimed and was tempted to beg for another spoonful.

Y/N grinned, her pride swelling up at his positive feedback. "Yay, glad to hear! I'll be popping this in the fridge to chill while we have dinner."

Setting down the bouquet of flowers on the countertop, she proceeded to take the bowl; however, Kuroo had something else in mind as he held her arm and leaned closer, peering at her inquisitive expression. "Why don't you give it a taste as well?"

"Uhm...okay." As she reached for another spoon, Kuroo snatched it away from her and shook his head dismissively. Scooping a spoonful of the mixture, he applied a dollop of mousse on his fingers and held it out, a mischievous smirk on his face.

"Here." 

The atmosphere between them suddenly shifted, and with Kuroo eyeing her so earnestly, she couldn't help her cheeks from flaming up at his promiscuous gesture. Amid Y/N's brief contemplation, he brushed his fingers across her lips and gently pushed them into her mouth.

Her heart thumping at how unbelievably alluring Kuroo was at their proximity, she locked her eyes with his, her tongue slowly lapping up the remnants of chocolate mousse. It was long gone, yet she continued to suck fervently on his fingers, earning a shudder from him. She slowly took it out of her mouth, keeping her gaze trained on his. "You're right, it is delicious."

Kuroo's eyes darkened with lust as he took a step closer, running his thumb across her lip to collect all remaining traces of the mousse. His tongue slowly darted out of his mouth and licked his thumb clean, grinning as Y/N simply stared at him, her mouth slightly agape. "I know that you just prepared us a delicious dinner, but there's something else I'd rather eat right now."

Unable to hold himself back any longer, Kuroo slipped his hand behind her head, pulling her close as his lips urgently met hers. The force nearly made Y/N stumble, but his arm immediately went around her waist, stabilizing her position as she met his kiss with fervor. As their tongues intertwined, both of them could detect a hint of sweetness from the remnants of the chocolate mousse which only intensified their thirst for the other.

Y/N struggled to breathe as Kuroo's tongue relentlessly explored her mouth, the hands that held his blazer beginning to tremble. He took her bottom lip into his teeth, the sharp sensation causing her knees to buckle as he backed her up into the countertop, pressing himself even closer to her. Her head was beginning to spin, and if it weren't for Kuroo's lean stature holding her in place, she would have collapsed then and there.

"T-tetsurou," Y/N gasped out as Kuroo trailed his lips across her jaw and down to her neck, wincing as she felt his teeth graze the skin. His hands wandered down to her waist as he hoisted her up on the countertop, his tongue darting out to soothe the love bites he left along her neck. Pulling away momentarily, he eyed her with raw passion and need as he loosened up his neck tie, the seemingly mundane gesture igniting Y/N's desire.

"Strip for me." His voice was low, commanding, yet she could sense the desperation it conveyed. Her heart pounding wildly, Y/N proceeded to remove her apron and unbutton her blouse, her face burning at how Kuroo's eyes scrutinized her every move; however, her current position hindered her as she struggled to discard her skirt. Leaning back on her forearm, she slightly lifted her hips and slipped off her skirt with her free hand, causing Kuroo to grit his teeth at how unbelievably erotic the entire scene was.

Now down to her underwear, Y/N attempted to pull him towards her yet he shook his head defiantly, his finger trailing from her lips down to the swell of her breasts. "I meant all of it."

"You should've clarified it earlier," she huffed, completely flustered at how Kuroo enjoyed making her squirm.

He then responded to her quip with his own. "I didn't think that needed to be clarified, Y/N."

Completely at a loss on how to respond, she sighed in defeat and conceded as her hands moved to discard the last few pieces of clothing, eventually swallowing hard as she noticed how aroused Kuroo had gotten through his slacks. He wanted to take her then and there, but as his eyes wandered to the bowl of chocolate mousse atop the counter, he decided to have a little bit more fun; it was Valentine's Day after all.

Y/N followed his gaze and immediately caught on on what he was planning to do, sighing internally as the dessert she painstakingly made will be used for a completely different purpose. Yet, she fidgeted in anticipation, unable to deny how much the prospect turned her on. Kuroo chuckled, the gestures she displayed serving as all the confirmation he needed to proceed.

Reaching for the bowl and a ladle, Kuroo scooped a generous amount of mousse and poured it on her body, his own breathing picking up as he watched the slightly viscous mixture cascade down her bare chest. "That kind of tickles," Y/N remarked shyly, keeping her eyes trained downwards as she couldn't bring herself to look at him.

As I thought...this is kind of embarrassing after all.

Kuroo sensed her apprehension. He leaned towards her and pressed a reassuring kiss on her cheek, a gentle smile adorning his face. "I'll be cleaning this off of you in no time."

Before Y/N could process the implications of his words, she flinched in surprise as Kuroo's tongue boldly lapped up the mousse on her chest, her hands immediately moving towards his hair as she trembled in pleasure. His hands on her thighs, he abruptly pulled her closer towards him, her legs wrapping around his waist in the process. The sweetness of the mousse and the lustful moans Y/N released overwhelmed his senses as he ran his tongue over her nipple, her hands tightening its grip on his hair in response. It was starting to hurt a bit as she pulled at the strands, completely lost in her own passion as he stimulated her, yet Kuroo didn't mind; rather, it only encouraged him further as he began to take her nipples into his teeth, causing her to cry out at the sensations he induced.

"T-tetsurou...enough, please," she begged in-between gasps as she lifted Kuroo's head from her chest, her eyes dazed and completely overcome with desire.

"All right, all right. I'll stop," he rescinded, pulling away from Y/N slightly as he grinned at the panicked expression on her face.

"N-no, that's not what I-"

"You want me to touch you elsewhere, right?" Kuroo once more reached for the ladle and poured a generous amount of mousse along her thighs. In an instant, he was down on his knees as he positioned her legs atop his shoulders, the new angle allowing him an enticing view of her soaked core. Glancing up momentarily at her, he shuddered in pleasure as he noticed the lustful way she was looking at him.

Licking his fingers clean, he kissed hungrily down her thigh, his tongue darting out to lap up the sweet mixture. Y/N moaned uncontrollably, twining her fingers with the strands of his hair in an attempt to keep him in place. Kuroo's mouth eventually reached her inner thigh, the warm breaths he let out teasing her entrance. He looked up once more to seek out her permission as the single nod she managed was all the confirmation he needed.

His lips and tongue began to stimulate her most sensitive parts, Y/N's grip on his hair tightening as she gasped out in pleasure. She was intoxicating, the high-pitched noises and gestures she made guiding him in his ministrations. As soon as his lips touched her sweet spot, she jerked in surprise, causing Kuroo to cease his actions. "What's wrong? Did that feel good for you?"

Y/N nodded earnestly as she looked down at him; the sight of Kuroo on his knees with his head in-between her legs was just too much to take. Taking her silence as a signal to continue, he resumed his earlier actions, her every response, no matter how miniscule, fueling his own arousal. He decided to take it even further as the deliberate moans he let out caused Y/N to whimper at how pleasurable the vibrations felt.

"T-tetsurou...!" She gasped, her insides tightening which signaled her fast-approaching release. Kuroo made no attempt to stop as the movement of his lips and tongue intensified, pushing her on the verge of coming. Her entire body began to tremble and it wasn't long before she finally climaxed, her upper body slumping forward as she struggled to regain her breathing.

Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, Kuroo swiftly stood and allowed Y/N to lean into his embrace, his hands stroking her hair as her breathing eventually evened. "You okay?"

"Y-yeah, thanks for that," she mumbled in embarrassment, her head pressed against his chest as she listened to his heartbeat, her eyelids gradually becoming heavier.

However, Kuroo was far from being done. He tipped up her chin, all traces of his earlier composure long gone from his face. "Sorry Y/N. We're not done yet. Not when you got me all worked up from that." He drew back and gently pulled her arm, his hands moving to provide support as she hopped down from the counter, her legs slightly wobbling. Her entire body still felt quite sensitive from the remnants of her earlier passion, yet she was eager for more.

His hands moved frantically as he turned Y/N around and pushed her down, her front pressing against the cool surface of the granite countertop. She heard Kuroo curse under his breath as he took in her new position, her face burning at how much more exposed she felt; yet, she couldn't deny the anticipation she felt for what's to come. "Hurry..."

"Shit, hold on...let me just-" Kuroo was frantic now, completely engulfed in his own desire as he reached for his pocket for a condom; he always kept one in hand for "emergency purposes", as he claimed. Holding the packet momentarily between his teeth, his fingers fumbled as he unbuckled and unbuttoned his slacks. Ripping the wrapper off with his teeth, he proceeded to put the condom on, positioning himself behind Y/N. He wrapped his arm around her waist to pull her close as his other hand held his throbbing length. "I'm going in."

He plunged himself deep, both of them moaning uncontrollably at the sensation of their joined bodies. Her insides were unbearably warm and tight, yet she still managed to take in the entirety of his shaft so easily. Snapping his hips forward, Kuroo let out a throaty groan as their position allowed him to reach even deeper parts inside of her. Completely overcome with his overwhelming need, he began thrusting wildly, his grip on her waist tightening.

Y/N grasped the edges of the countertop at the sheer force of his thrusts, her entire being staggering at how relentlessly Kuroo made love to her; but, she was not one to complain as she eventually moved her hips along with his, taking him even deeper than before.

"Shit...Y/N, you feel so good," Kuroo moaned, his teeth nibbling along her earlobe. It was during times like these when she and him indulged in each other that Kuroo strays from his usual composed and laid-back demeanor; she took pride in being able to witness and experience this completely different side of him.

Their lustful moans echoed throughout the apartment, yet despite her current state-of-mind, Y/N managed to recollect herself, well-aware of their neighbors risking on hearing them. She brought up her hand to her mouth to silence herself; however, Kuroo withheld her attempt to do so, too far gone to care about such matters.

"It's too late for that now. Don't hold yourself back, let me hear you." The unbearably seductive manner he had whispered those words fueled Y/N's desire ten-fold, and it wasn't long before she felt her incoming release as her insides tightened, eliciting a throaty groan from Kuroo.

"I-I'm close...Tetsurou...!" She began calling for him even louder then before. Gritting his teeth, Kuroo wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her to a standing position, the new angle allowing him to plunge himself even deeper. His release was fast-approaching as well, his mouth falling atop her shoulder to stifle the lewd noises he was making. Y/N reached up and grasped his hair to keep him in place, her hips moving urgently against his as he showered her neck and shoulders with kisses.

It was just too much to bear, the lustful noises she made intensifying at the sensations he invoked. Moaning out her name, Kuroo lifted her leg and increased his pace, the pleasure of their love-making pushing them on the verge of insanity as they eventually climaxed, Y/N's entire body slumping against his body. Their chests heaving, Kuroo brushed his lips against her cheek, carefully pulling out of her as he collected her languid form into his arms, both of them gradually coming down from their high.

"I love you," he murmured tenderly, his lips brushing against the top of her head.

"I love you, too." Y/N's hands grasped his blazer, glancing upwards to return his smile with her own, both of them in a state of euphoria. It was short-lived, however, as she immediately recollected herself, her panicked eyes darting around the kitchen. "Oh my god, the gratin! And the steak, it's probably oxidized by now...and the chocolate mousse! Only you got to eat it, Tetsurou, you idiot!"

Kuroo couldn't hold back his laughter as she scrambled around the kitchen to collect her discarded clothes, abruptly switching the oven off before moving to check on the remaining dishes of their long-forgotten date night dinner. However, he stopped her in her tracks as he gathered her once more into his embrace. "Before that, I think we should clean up the counter - and more importantly - ourselves first. Besides, even if you feed me burnt crap, I'd still be happy to eat anything you make."

He'd expect her to swoon over his words, yet she only shot him a narrowed look, her hands pushing against his chest. "Butter me up all you want, you're not escaping dish duty tonight."

Kuroo chuckled and watched in amusement as Y/N marched to their bathroom to take a shower, his hands reaching for a rag and disinfectant. He proceeded to wipe the countertop clean, the grin on his face widening as he did. "It was still worth a shot."

#haikyuu #haikyuu fanfiction #kuroo tetsurou #smut #kuroo x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu kuroo #request

[nightswithkookmin]

JIKOOK BE CONCEPT- EXTENDED ANALYSIS

ANON: Hey Goldy, so I want to ask, what makes you look at one moment and decide the tension in there is nothing but then in another moment you claim Jikook are having issues? I ask because of the conclusions you drew on the photoshoot video when you said they were fighting but in two other instances where we can all clearly see that the mood between Jikook is tense like Jimin's mood in the Be Concept Clip and the other interview you have said it's nothing. I don't mean this in a disrespectful way, I just want to understand your thought process if you can walk me through it. It's ok if you don't respond. I love your posts regardless. Keep it up.

Thanks for your question.

I think I try my best as much as possible to share my thought process on why I reach certain conclusions and in instances where I do not have much time to delve deeper into a conversation I state an NB indicating I would be talking further about that particular topic later on?

I think the first thing I can point out to you right off the bat in regards to your question is that we may most likely be having different understandings of tension as pertains to shipping simply because we ship Jikook in different ways.

Again, I do not mean to say my perspective is superior or that someone else's is inferior. I'm just saying we may be having different views on the topic based on the differences in our shipping styles.

To me tension is not just a sense or feeling or mood. It is one of the metrics I employ in assessing whether or not a ship is real- stay with me.

In my experience, while people may be good at hiding a relationship, they can never hide the intimacy of the relationship or the stress of keeping that relationship a secret. Secrets are stressful to keep and they leave stress trails in their wake. It's as simple as that. If any ship is real in BTS you will see its stress marks.

It's not easy standing there, watching your man's nipples being played with, or having another man grope your intimate partner for entertainment purposes while you stand there smiling for the cameras- you can smile, but it's going to be fake.

It's not easy hearing how your man sneaks into another man's shower to watch him bathe and compliment the size of his dick.

It's not easy hearing how you can't stand next to your man in a line up while another person takes that position even if it's just for work.

It's not easy pretending not to love your man, while watching everyone else love on him. It's not easy being told what you can do and not do with your partner much less by your own peers.

It's not easy hiding your love and affection for the person you love, holding yourself back from kissing them, or hugging them or doing any of the intimate stuff you are so used to doing with them- not when you have to be around them all the time.

It's not easy having cameras shoved in your face during your alone, private time with your man, when you are watching them on giant screens and they are right there next to you but you can't hold them- please listen to JK's demo Delcacomania which he released on his birthday last year and you will understand why he cried when JM flew from Paris to see him on his birthday. I cried too.

My point is, it's really not easy keeping a relationship a secret within the same work space as your partner. It's not as easy as other shippers make it seem. That shit is stressful and stress begets tensions and tensions begets conflicts- especially if there are other people attached to the parties in the relationship.

A secret gets heavy before it gets easy but you can never erase the stress that comes with hiding that secret especially not in a group as diverse in personalities as BTS. There are bound to be clashes, there are bound to be slip ups- moments where the fourth wall is breached and many others.

Stress is usually one of the first indicators of people keeping anything a secret. I've been called toxic for this, but I pay a lot of attention to conflicts and tensions within the group dynamics regardless of the degree of that tension because that conflict to me is a sign of stress.

I can tell you for a fact, any ship that is kumbaya in BTS is not real. Any ship whose existence doesn't stress out the group dynamics is a ship made in Disney heading for Never-land. Conflict and tension is a sign of stress and stress is a sign of keeping secrets.

That's not to say every single tension within the group, between Jikook or any other ship is as a result of them keeping that ship a secret. I think we can rule out all forms of contrived tensions at this point- you know which ones I'm talking about. Ain't no damn person up in there tryna steal nobody's man in BTS. The fuck?! Lmho.

Then there are those tensions that are as a result of mood swings, bad hair days, a call being delayed, a missed period- what? some of them have girlfriends, cough cough. Yea, Don't mind me.

Tension could be caused by anything really and so I think it's not enough to point out tensions but you have to try and ascertain the cause and effect of that tension to see if that tension is as a result of the stress that comes with keeping Jikook a secret or whether it is rather causing stress or going to cause a stress in their relationship dynamics-

C'mon, now y'all know if Jimin should thirst over another man that that is going cause a lot of stress not just for JK but the group as well because Jikook's mood affects them too.

Jimlous and Jeonlous are also signs of the stress that comes with keeping Jikook's relationship a secret. Let's be honest, if they were out all of those wouldn't be happening. People wouldn't cross their boundaries as much as they do.

From my perspective, both of Jikook are constantly reacting, poorly might I add, to their relationship being a secret. It seems to me they both hate what they have to do to keep eachother a secret within the group.

Jimin keeps JK a secret by acting as if he is available and JK keeps Jimin a secret by acting as if he doesn't want him- cold, nonchalant, and the way I see them I think it drives them both crazy. Lol.

Jimin doesn't want to come out but he doesn't want to be kept a secret either. He just wants to be in that glass closet whereas JK seems to want to be out or completely hidden- he is not about that middle ground life, I feel. But that doesn't mean he doesn't make compromises especially where Jm is concerned.

Jimin is very conscious and highly judgmental of himself and I think he projects a bit of that into their relationship dynamics. As such he is constantly worrying about feedback, about how their relationship is affecting the group's dynamics.

You see this in the way he runs to JK upon the least complaints by any member about JK. Like when Jin complained about JK not choosing his bag over JM's, or when RM complained about JK buying a birthday present for only JM and not the others.

Or when RM complained about JK showing a song he had written to JM first before showing it to him in a VLive- now they didn't mention who they were talking about exactly but I knew from the moment JM started reciting Jikook's go to response for whenever they are called out for constantly being together, the whole 'we just so happened to be together in that moment,' that they were talking about JK. I don't know, I could be wrong.

JM is constantly trying to mitigate Jungkook's tendencies for exclusivity in their relationship especially where it conflicts with the groups interest even though that exclusivity and preferential treatment feeds directly into his love language.

It's that kumbaya in him I keep talking about. He would sacrifice their happiness for the groups. In my opinion.

But JK aint about that life. His entire philosophy is to pursue personal happiness first. So often, you would see him weaponizing their relationship secret against JM- trying to out him and shit. which in turn, ends up causing their relationship a ton of stress.

The best illustration I can give for this is when JK posted Ending Scene in early parts of 2019 and people started speculating Jikook had broken up because it was a break up song. JM immediately responded to that post with two posts, one about the Calico cat or something and the other pointing out how that song was just a cover. Jimin hates it when JK does something to create the impression that they are not together especially when they are together.

But at the same time, he would take a step back from their relationship, ask for space to try and nurture his other relationships with friends and family when he feels JK coming on too strong on him- like Jimin what do you actually want! You drive me nuts!

What I'm trying to say is that when you point out that JM looks tensed, you should be able to explain why you think he looks tensed.

And if you think his tension goes to the root of their relationship, then you should be able to predict the consequences of that tension too. Lol.

For me, I filter their tensions through their established patterns of behavior, their personalities and the actions that arise from their personalities- listen, the Maknae line can be very melancholic for no reason sometimes. Not sure what goes on but boy can they brood!

You have to consider all these things.

Tensions are obvious, obviously. Or maybe not. Most of them are quite easy to spot. Some not so much. They do go undetected if you are not hyper focused on them in certain moments when they happen or aren't aware of the context or subtext behind such moments.

Perspective is everything. We all don't have the same perspective. But no one holds the truth when it comes to Jikook. We can only speculate in a way that holds meaning to us.

Take for example Jimin and Jin's call during Jimin's VLive in March this year. There are a fraction of shippers who do not believe that that call was intercepted by JK at all simply because they do not see the subtext of that moment. Why would JK do that and not just reveal his identity, they ask. A valid point.

Then there are those who see JK interrupting that call as plausible because they believe they can differentiate between JK and Jin's call voice. Equally valid point.

Then there's me, who think yes that was JK's voice but goes further to try and anwer the questions raised by the first group as that, JK was pushing the boundaries both with JM and Bighit for barring him from doing a live with JM.

As such, I believe that call was an act of rebellion on his part to be allowed to Jikook with his man on the VApp. All that protest would then lead to a pivotal moment of him and JM having their VLive but under heavy surveillance. Lol.

Actions have consequences whether good or bad. Whether positive or negative. It's the cause and effect principle. Every effect has a predictable cause and every action has a specific and predictable effect.

If a moment of tension is created between them that is substantial, it is going to produce a subsequent substantial reaction. Law of Newton- I can't make this shit up. Lmho.

Another moment of this nature for me would be the VMin's unit interview filmed in February/March and released in June during Festa.

Now, if you were following the tensions between V and JK around that period, the context and subtext of that Interview would be easily apparent to you- V was just shading JK left right left. Bless him.

All that random flirting with Jimin- JM lost his Mochi cheeks, his pinky has grown were just code for JM is a grown ass man now so stop being possessive over him.

I have said Jikook have been asserting themselves against eachother this year following the lows of late 2019 and especially around that time period.

For Jimin, that self assertion takes the form of checking JK's over possessiveness over him as that is a huge cause of tensions within the group throughout the years and something that I feel really bothered JM in the later half of 2019 and early half of 2020.

Why does it bother him when he used to be the one enabling that shit in JK? The members, keep up. Lol but not just the members. Remember I said earlier how, Jikook had come under heavy scrutiny with May 2019 to June this year. JM I feel wanted to keep things really on the low but JK- sigh.

Believe it or not, JK dumb whipped ass exposes Jikook more than JM does in their relationship. In the very least his possessiveness and chest puffing when anyone breathes near JM is one of the biggest tells.

We all know Tae is one of the members that have openly pointed out his displeasure with JK keeping JM to himself, cutting him off from his friends and all. Now we all know also that Jimin's pinky is a huge deal to JK. The moment he saw VMin comparing pinkies that's when he began screwing with us for real! Lmho.

JK made a big deal about JM's pinky and also seemed to have a thing for JM's Mochi cheeks too, calling him his Mochi and shit right in front of Tae's salad. Listen, TAE KNOWS. He knows!

So I found it interesting, how those parts of JM were specifically the things that V felt had changed about Jimin- I mean go back and look at Tae's facial expressions and smirk when he started talking about that. Lmho.

Then Jimin clapped back with that whole pinky line from their song Friends, pointing out how contradictory Tae was being. Lol.

To me that has always been one aspect of Tae and JK's ship dynamics that I enjoy so much. Tae is constantly teasing and shading JK and it's so subtle yet passive aggressive sometimes. you might miss it if you don't understand the context of him saying certain things in certain moments.

He don't spare JM sometimes either. Chileee. You never know with this man. Lol.

I mean did y'all catch his jab at JK during Festa when JK brought up the rain fight and he said, yea but that was a long time ago though- give it a rest. When I tell you, this man knew JK was trying to one up him over the whole dumpling fight thingy he had with JM. Lmho.

Then in that dynamite MV reaction VLive when JK and JM tried to eye fuck through the viewfinder? Let's not look into the camera he says so eloquently then side eyes JK- I LOVE THIS MAN!!! Please stay on their necks for me. They play too much! Lmho.

JK's possessiveness over JM is one of the causes of tension within the group I feel and JK have said his hyungs try to teach him not to be so possessive. Tae, RM and Suga to me are those hyungs who keep him in check the most, most times.

All that being said, just because there is tension present between them in a given moment doesn't necessarily mean it's as a result of a conflict between them as I have explained in past posts.

The inverse of this is similarly true. Truth is we can never know these things for sure. We can only speculate.

And personally, as I keep pointing out I have my own metrics for assessing these kinds of things. I get it wrong sometimes and when I do, I simply adjust my metrics and keep it pushing.

It's my own customized metrics, the lens through which I filter their interactions and make sense of their moments and It works for me. Isn't that what having an opinion is about?

I find, some of their interactions or moments follow an established pattern of behavior from their past moments and so it's much easier to call those.

For instance, you don't need a six foot page analysis to identify Jimlous or Jeonlous when you see it. You don't need a crystal ball to tell you when JK nibbles on Jimin's ear that Jimin is nervous. They did that in 2018, they did that in 2019, they've done that in 2020- to me that's become a pattern and when I see JK anywhere near Jimin's ear depending on the setting I will conclude JM is nervous and JK is trying to comfort him.

All that would be left for me to determine then is why Jimin is nervous at all in that moment and if I find he has no reason to be nervous in that instant my next assumption then would be that Jeon Jungkook is horny. I'm not kidding. Jk scares me. Lol.

Don't mind me.

He could be horny or he could be touchy, or he could be just expressing his affections through skinship. All of that is valid so I would employ an elimination approach?

I would rule out Jikook sexual foreplay in instances like that based on whether or not JK's gesture was a mission given to him by the staff based on Jimin's reaction to that gesture- He seemed pretty disappointed when he learned that JK bopping his nose was just a mission.

At times too I test out theories.

Yes, Jimin is an extrovert but does he freeze out JK when he is being an extrovert? He doesn't. We have seen him grabbing the Jeon titties in behind the scenes photoshoot, we have seen JK shove his butt in JM's dick face, we have seen 50 shades of JK grab JM's neck and dip his hand down his neck into his chest region to warm himself up. We have seen Jikook at behind the scenes photo shoots countless times. They gravitate towards eachother.

So if he is being his extrovert self with every body but JK, and JK is orbiting him but not interacting with him as they have done in the past then honestly I don't need my crystal ball to assume something is up between them. Why? Because Jikook's interactions behind the scenes aren't susceptible to false conditionings as compared to the intentional, exaggerated versions of their interactions on camera which sometimes can be laced with fanservice.

Jikook is not fanservice. Most of their behind cameras are moments of them breaching the forth wall. Like JM walking into JK's room without noticing there were cameras in the room. Their mood in there was not a performance and wasn't intended for the cameras and yet they were still close. Them taking a picture at the back of the track was equally that- unintended for the cameras.

What I'm saying is, we have seen Jikook when they are working on camera and when they are not working on camera and that mood in that behind the scenes photoshoot video doesn't fit either description of Jikook in those settings to me regardless of whether I know them personally or not.

What that moment fits into for me is a pattern of behavior that has been consistent with Jikook over the years. And I know people box JM into this whole extrovert personality but as I've said I don't believe anyone is completely extroverted or introverted.

JM to me has a certain degree of introvertedness in him and I've talked about this. He seems to have a bit of an avoidant personality too where he recoils into himself or shut people out in certain moments like how he says he drinks alone and becomes much quieter when he feels stressed out.

He doesn't open up as much about his problems it seems, he bottles it all up untill it eats him up- I'm glad he says when gets like that JK notices his mood and often comes around to do something that makes him laugh. Jimin does same for JK when he is feeling anxious- Please, Jikook is real ok?

So stop telling lies. Lol.

I think this avoidant personality becomes more prominent in moments when he fights or argues with people.

In Manila it was that moment where he noticed JK staring at him and so be moved his seat back to avoid JK's gaze. In VMin dumpling fight, it was him going out to drink with Suga after the fight- classic avoidant behavior. In Yoonmin it was him asking Suga not to touch him when Suga put his hand on his back even though Suga was sat right next to him.

In 2017- was it the behind scenes photoshoot for the billiard pool games? We saw JM literally running away from JK. Lol. He literally side-eyed the fuck out of JK, yeeted himself away from JK the moment he finished posing for the cameras. In that OT7 footage where V was playing with JK's hair, again, he yeeted himself out of there real quick at the end of filming- dude literally said deuces bitches. Lol.

And in the Jin birthday VLive 2019, he pulled away instinctively when JK's knee touched his. In all these instances, JM was keeping up the facade. Smiling and interacting like his normal slytherin/ honorary hufflepuff self but his instinctual reactions is what gave him away. In my opinion.

To me that is a pattern of behavior on JM's part. When he is angry or mad st someone- he avoids them. And it's harder if he has to be within the same space with such person.... I'll circle back to this.

All the times since 2015 when he's been 'mad' at JK he's done just that- Akekeking with everyone else, amplifying his extrovertedness, latching on to his 'clutches' within the group, all the while keeping JK at bay while stealing glances at him to see his reaction at the same time.

And when he notices how that's affecting JK- he literally smirks in satisfaction. Meet evil chim everyone- And I say this with love, he is vindictive as fuck. I mean this is the same person who didnt hesitate to kill Army in a game just for disobeying him- allegedly. Same person who said he would whoop his bandmates except of course for JK and force them to bow at his feet if he was ruler. Did y'all see Tae turning to check JM's reaction when JK made fun of his singing in run? Did you see his passive aggressive reaction to JK after that clowning?

Listen, we all should be scared of Park Jimin. He is sweet and all but fuck with him... I dare you. PJMs are gonna revoke my PJM membership are they not? Oh God! Lol

JK is similar to JM in this regard. He avoids when he is angry or edgy. Try touching him in that state and he is pulling away. He did it with Tae in the Dynamite MV behind scenes where Tae tried to touch him and he pulled away and the whole not wanting to hold hands with Tae at the KBS interview thingy- it actually broke my heart watching that bit. JK. Sigh. Will post and delete the Taekook video I am talking about as soon as I post this- out of respect for their shippers.

JK does the same to JM too sometimes when JM irritates him. Manila and also around On promo when they had that Alex Almanto whatever unit shoot- they were all having fun, there's a cut and suddenly he is pulling away when JM holds him, does the lip thingy, and glares at JM. He turns away to look at Hobi, which I just think he was trying to hide his expression from the camera lol- JM almost burst out into laughter and I nearly peed myself watching that bit- JK can be very petty sometimes. Lmho

He did the same in this controversial photoshoot. He was mad at both JM and Namjoon which explains the part he was dragging his feet when he was walking away from JM. It wasn't because he was waiting for Jimin. He was avoiding Namjoon who was walking ahead of him. In my opinion. And the part he stood with Jin and RM- JM did something hilarious JK giggled a little but turned immediately to Namjoon and when he noticed RM laughing too he stopped laughing. Then he did that thing were he put the fear of God in RM when RM stood close to JM. JK was so angry he forgot his manners when he bumped into Jin in that moment and again, like always. He looked away to avoid the scenery.

Now I don't know what had gone on there but I'm still trying to reconstruct that moment to figure it out. All I know is something went on involving those three and may be Tae too as I have pointed out in previous posts.

JM was mad at JK, JK was mildly mad at JM but heavily mad at RM.

All these things I've mentioned are patterns of behavior that have repeated over the years from my delusional point of view of Jikook's interactions and of their interactions as against the group dynamics.

Circling back to the Be concept clip and JM's mood in there, I gotta ask. Do you think Jimin's mood was as a result of the stress of keeping their relationship a secret in that moment?

It wasn't to me. Even after looking away from JK he went back to looking at JK again. When their eyes met he smiled a little. Whatever was going on with him had nothing to do with JK or their relationship. If it did, he would have been much more hostile than that and frankly JK wouldn't be sat there cheesing the way he was doing in that instance. His butt would have been on fire.

JM seemed- serene and peaceful to me. I actually enjoy him most in his moments of quiet like these.

RM's reaction to that Jikook moment however is an indication of stress to me. He seemed excited, probably wanted to play with his Jiminie but when he noticed JM had looked away his instincts was to check JK's reaction. Not anybody else, JK.

When he noticed JK was smiling at JM he dropped his hands and seemed a bit deflated. That deflation right there is one of the signs of the stress I'm talking about.

RM isn't just the leader he is their friend. Like V his bond with JM suffers from time to time due to our elephant in the room. I am often fascinated by RM and JM's friendship dynamics and would definitely love to have conversation about their dynamics.

I hope this answers your question?

Please keep supporting Jikook. Jikool is real.

Signed,

GOLDY

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listen I have so many questions about Stanford Sam, like this kid who was raised in the wild, barely aware of acceptable social conduct arrives with his 2 ectoplasm stained t-shirts at his dorm and like ????? is he very aware of it at first? or does he think he's hiding it well? and like moving in with Jessica?????? he doesn't know how to water plants and that you have to pay electricity bills ??? Like obviously he's not stupid, we know that!! But there are certain things about ordinary everyday life that are just impossible to pick up when you're raised like that. And this is just surface-level stuff, like I feel overwhelmed just thinking about how many tiny things I do in a day, just normal life stuff that I've always done, that Sam would be like ???? so weirded out by, or maybe creepily fascinated ??? Would he try and copy everyone around him maybe??? and then all the odd things that he'd probably do !!! like just basic marine survival nonsense he's dad probably taught him applied in mundane life situations that would make him stand out and he wouldn't even notice !!! And he thinks he's doing fine, people seem to accept him, but then suddenly someone mentions like... TRL or something and he's like ??? and then Dean picks him up and it all falls to pieces, because it's so EASY and ingrained and he doesn't have to pretend and it puts it into perspective how not okay he was doing at Stanford even when it felt like he was ?? god I'm just rambling, like I barely even have headcanons, I'm just so overwhelmed by all the possibilities of how this would play out !!!!

Holy crap, first I wanna apologize if this has been sitting here awhile. The Ask notification location in settings instead of notifications on the app is so weird and I get them so rarely I don’t think to check. (and the website shows that I have 4 but this one is the only one it’ll show? How does tumblr work? Oh yeah, it doesn’t lol.)

Anyway, I have so many thoughts on this! But they’re not necessarily cohesive?! Like first we all know Sam is super smart. He’s curious. He’s inquisitive. But he’s also sheltered in weird ways. There are things he’s known about the world that most people would never know about, let alone kids his age at any given time; yet the existence of those things--and the understanding that therefore potentially anything could be real--also lends itself to keeping him childlike--he had an “imaginary friend” at age nine and believed in the Easter bunny through age eleven, which is much later than the average probably???

By middle school, he definitely would’ve been feeling the strains of his otherness around his classmates, even if they weren’t constantly moving around, but of course the nomadic lifestyle just makes it even harder.

I think Sam is a very observant person, though. He figured out something was up with their dad and The Truth at age 8! So people watching is Sam’s saving grace for getting along in the mundane world. He definitely learns to mask his otherness by mimicking mundane people.

And I get sidetracked here because then I start thinking about exactly how their childhood went. We know John used Pastor Jim and Bobby as childcare/parenting support to some degree. I don’t think we really know anything about Caleb, maybe I’m forgetting something, but my headcanon is that Caleb functioned as a “fun younger uncle” type to Sam and Dean: cool, responsible in a pinch, but mostly not given childcare responsibilities because of his wilding tendencies. (they learn swears accidentally from Bobby and John, but Caleb TEACHES them.) Sam and Dean didn’t even know about Missouri until s1, so she’s off the caretaker list. They had that babysitter they met up with in uhh... Swap Meat! But largely we assume that Dean had a lot of the caretaking responsibilities; maybe with temporary babysitters in other places the same as Swap Meat.

And lbh you just can’t expect well-rounded, informed child-rearing from a kid only four years older. There’s a reason I associate a lot of weechester flashbacks with Sammy watching TV like in Something Wicked, because literally little siblings are A LOT and sometimes you just want them to sit still and quiet and leave you alone for a bit omg.(wait, give me a minute, I’m imagining little 6 year old Dean on the phone with Bobby because John ran out for food supplies and isn’t back yet and Sammy is still asleep but Dean’s creeped out in the longterm room they’re staying in because he KNOWS about the supernatural already. but then bobby gets on John’s case about it--and instead of never leaving Dean alone with baby Sam again, Dean learns from John’s belt not to call anyone when he’s left alone unless it’s an ACTUAL EMERGENCY. Or maybe, because marine, John doesn’t use his belt; maybe he uses PT instead and every time Dean thinks about calling Bobby for that reason again, his abs ache from the memory of punishment situps, or his arms get suddenly shaky thinking about doing pushups til he just couldn’t anymore.)

I haven’t read all of John’s Journal, and I know it’s not actually canon, but IIRC the bits that I’ve read from the wiki show John and the boys staying with a family friend in Lawrence for a few weeks, MAYBE a few months before John visits Missouri and everything STARTS. I think if he hadn’t picked up and left with them then, the family friends would’ve been contacting CPS because they’re starting to think John’s grief is making him unhinged. (I really want to read the journal tbh--there are bits I’ve seen that make me fantasize even more about boyking!sam storylines... but I’m getting even more off track.)

So we’ve got this weird/interesting dichotomy of kids that are groomed with these hyperspecialiizations, too weird to really fit in with other kids but sheltered from the actual hunter life also--like the fact that there ARE other hunters, like as a THING, not just their dad’s rando friends that, as kids, they may just assume know about the supernatural because their dad told them! (jfc they’re SO PRIMED to be each other’s entire world omg I’m gonna die)

So like, by being quiet and observant (an imaginative kid, by nature and by nurture as John starts to take Dean out more and leave Sam alone with his own thoughts), Sam would pick up a lot of things. But they’re never anywhere long enough for him to fully grasp everything and he would definitely suffer a bit from the Dunning-Kruger effect--not having enough knowledge about a thing, but having just enough that you don’t realize you don’t.

Let’s say Sam observes and picks up some things about normal residential life by being around a few mundane babysitters. The nature of John’s “work” would mean that, even if they were in a more in-home-daycare-like situation, they’d be likely to be the “after hours” kinds of kids that are still there when everyone else is picked up and the babysitter would normally be doing their normal life stuff: changing clothes, cleaning up from the daycare kids, making dinner, etc (sam and dean would definitely help, either out of kindness or duty or because it’s agreed that if they help out John will get a discount on their care costs--don’t mind me, just projecting my childhood onto the winchesters hahh. I’m NOT going to go off on a tangent about Dean already having so much experience caring for babies cuz of Sam. He definitely doesn’t have all the under-4s following him around begging for attention while he burps one of the three babies their babysitter cares for after a bottle. it DEFINITELY didn’t make Sam (age 4, 5, 6 maybe) jealous enough to repress the memory so that over a decade later he would claim that Dean doesn’t even LIKE kids.)

Uhh... what was I talking about? Oh yeah, Sam. Observing normal life. Anyway so maybe after things settle for the day, sometimes a babysitter will sit at the dining table with the weekly bills and their checkbook and do the bills. And Sam kind of loves things like this: it feels like something important; it feels like playing school before he was old enough to go (quick aside here: John totally enrolled Sam in school early, both because that’s the only way his age works with canon timeline and because it would make life easier if Sam was in school just like Dean--more cost-and-time efficient.) And maybe Sam goes and sits at the table and just. Watches.

And then he asks questions. When he’s curious, he doesn’t keep his questions to himself as a child (unless the subject is expressly forbidden: see Dean’s reaction when Sam brings up Mary). But his age would inevitably limit the scope and understanding of those questions. Adults are generally disinclined to fully explain the adult world to children, especially when it comes to finances, and in the 80s and early 90s?? With most of the adults of that time that I knew, those kinds of questions were considered rude and nosey. He might understand that adults have to pay bills; he may even understand something about utilities; but he wouldn’t necessarily understand all the requirements and frequency.

Though their nomadic lifestyle wasn’t stable by any “normal” definition, one thing to be said about mostly living out of motels is that your power is never cut off, or your water, or your heat. There’s always television, usually with cable. And the only form of payment you see going on is dad handing over cash or plastic at the front desk--one and done. My headcanon usually disallows the idea that they would’ve squatted in empty houses when Sam and Dean were kids (John makes plenty of bad decisions but I just don’t see him staying in a place without power or water with CHILDREN. Teenagers? SURE.) They would learn how to clean house and make proper beds even when it wasn’t always necessary with housekeeping available--both because of John’s military parenting style and because John would be most likely to opt out of daily housekeeping to lower the risk of having people ask questions.

So yeah, there are so many little intricacies of the mundane world that Sam wouldn’t be conditioned to even think about. Even the realization that he doesn’t know enough about regular life, as he grows up and longs more and more for that very thing because he’s never had more than a glimpse of it, wouldn’t necessarily be enough.

Would his natural curiosity lead him to ask those questions? He can’t ask John because he already asked Dean and got a dismissive answer because ‘what does any of that matter, Sam? we’ll never have to worry about that shit.’ and if Dean seems borderline offended by the sheer audacity of the questions in the first place, he knows John will be worse.

In the 90s, life skills were still kind of a thing in most U.S. schools. But in a really inconsistent way. Sometimes it was in health class curriculum; sometimes your math class would actually do a short focus on balancing a checkbook and banking if there was a chapter, but a lot of times those parts get skipped. You never use the whole textbook. Sometimes life skills was only in Home Ec, but H.E. was completely elective in my area when I was in middle school (the same exact years Sam would’ve been in middle school) and I’m assuming the same for most of the U.S. Sam may have taken it, or he may have taken something else instead (wood shop or computer class were the alternatives in my area). Maybe the nature of school hopping meant that he HAD to enroll in Home Ec, because resources for the other electives were finite, but somehow always managed to miss the bills and budgeting portion. Maybe he couldn’t even take Home Ec due to class size or resources and they just put him in a study hall for that period. (Maybe they put him in the computer class, where he mostly does book work until he gets a turn on the PC he has to share with his classmate.)

As an observant person, Sam totally would’ve known about TRL, I think. There’s no way at least one group of kids in the halls or lunchroom wasn’t talking about it every day in high school, especially with the advent of Britney Spears and Eminem and Jesse freakin Camp. Maybe he goes to someone’s house to try to hang out or to study and they turn it on and Sam watches raptly because it’s such a strange phenomenon and he hardly ever gets to hear new music, much less watch the videos. But he can’t actually get into it because the fangirls are annoying and his analytical mind won’t let him suspend his disbelief about how the voting works. (Maybe he tries giving it another shot in their motel room sometimes, but Dean vetoes that bubblegum pop shit IMMEDIATELY--no Sam, look, that shit isn’t REAL music; most of them don’t even play instruments. And it’s really not fair because Dean TOTALLY watched MTV’s The Grind in the early 90s for his fix of suggestively gyrating bodies before he figured out how to access porn without getting caught.)

Sam and Dean actually make a LOT of pop culture references, which always fascinates me. I imagine they did a lot of TV watching and VCR/movie renting in the times they weren’t working on a case with/for their dad (projecting again; my dad’s house was a very boring place on his weekends). The nature of Dean’s idolization of John and disinclination to let Sam have his own separate likes means they have a mix of age-appropriate pop culture knowledge and a lot of Boomer-era TV and movie knowledge--Dean more than Sam, maybe when it comes to things like cowboy movies and TV lol.

Anyway, as the realization that he doesn’t really know how anything works crept in, maybe Sam would try to lowkey create situations where he could ask his friends/his friends’ parents those normal life kind of questions. But maybe after his first few tries, he’s become so uncomfortably aware of how weird he is to even need to ask that he stops asking. Maybe he starts to tap into his specialized skills and starts snooping/creeping around their houses to try to glean knowledge. Maybe he scours the library for books on ‘what you need to know for life’--I have the urge now to do a google search on actual titles of books on this subject that may have existed at the time, but I’ve already spent a lot of time on this without going into research spirals. lol Maybe he can’t find exactly the things that are pertinent--still doesn’t fully realize that, though--and in the meantime his cache of esoteric knowledge continues to build.

So he gets to Stanford and he mostly understands how the financing works; enough to get by with enrollment and stuff. He understands that he’ll need to get a job of some sort to make ends meet because he’s there to be normal and normal people don’t pay for everything with scammed credit cards and billiards money; he knows that much. But he doesn’t really know about wages, minimum wage, freaking payroll taxes, etc. (I feel like Dean would’ve had odd jobs as a teen, some legit some under the table, but that the nature of John (and Dean) wanting to keep Sam home and safe would’ve made the subject of Sam working through high school a banned topic. And anyway, much as I’m not a fan of the characterization in Drag Me Away (From You), what Dean said to Sam about the impossibility of getting into college with the way his academic career would look is accurate. So Sam would’ve probably spent most of his free time on academics so he could get the fuck out, rather than trying to get a job.

Maybe having to buy his textbooks would be a surprise? John probably always qualified for Sam and Dean to be on free lunch/free book programs in public school, not to mention the likelihood of the records being at least partially counterfeit. But at the same time, John was probably very hands off with their school enrollment crap once the boys were old enough to handle it themselves, so Sam would at least have an inkling.

Sam would be a weird mix of no-boundaries and too-secretive, and his first attempts at acting normal would be a bit too put-on. He’s got experience acting per 1x16 (oh, maybe he did drama instead of home ec somewhere lol), but acting on stage is so much different to acting in a more personal setting. On stage you have to exaggerate your movements to project all the way to the back. Early-Stanford Sam, I guess, is a bit like Soulless Sam. He knows there’s something off about him compared to the people around him, and he just does his best to pretend he’s the same as them without calling attention to his differences, which ends up coming off robotic. A little Stepford. A little uncanny valley. He learns to bite his tongue every time he’s about to let something normal only to his family roll off it; learns to be even more vague than he used to be, because now he’s around strangers ALL THE TIME.

At some point, Sam has a little-but-big breakdown about a payment he missed or the fact that he had to steal shampoo because he didn’t even have toiletries in his budget and couldn’t even afford a bottle of White Rain or Suave, so since he was stealing anyway he got the special brand he really likes and then feels too awful to even use it and doesn’t wash his hair for a week. Brady takes pity on the cute but hapless puppy-boy who is a physical and academic behemoth but has obviously been living off-grid on some kind of militia commune for the past forever--at first the rumor was that he was Amish on rumspringa but the amount of times Sam has busted out some supremely random survival knowledge in casual conversation changes that rumor quickly--and has no understanding of the world. And by the time he moves off-campus with Jess, Sam has this masking thing down pretty well; he can almost forget he’s not normal sometimes and Jess only knows about his previous helplessness in a cute, anecdotal kind of way.

And then Dean comes and gets him and Sam’s all “you and Dad still doing credit card scams?” and Dean’s like “well hunting doesn’t pay the bills.”

AND SAM’S LIKE, NEITHER DO YOU DEAN! DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT BILLS ARE?! BECAUSE I DIDN’T AND IT WOULD’VE BEEN NICE TO KNOW!

#ask #@princessconsuelapark #stanford era #sam winchester #pre-stanford era #sam n dean #john winchester's a+ parenting #long post

[genevievemd]

Does Ethan's demeanor change towards coworkers and interns after they get married or before, and does it after having Elizabeth?

I forgot this question in the last ask does Bryce go from easy loving to paranoid after having his daughter?

What habits of Ethan and Genevieve change after having Elizabeth? Not routine habits habits like things they despised but now loved. Like my cousin's husband he's not a dude who liked taking pictures but after having his son he takes pictures of my nephew almost every day and is very enthusiastic about it in fact the first question to my cousin after coming from work is 'did you take pictures of him?'

While Genevieve's pregnant, is Ethan the cool calm collected husband or the freaking out, paranoid, over protective partner. I went to one of my cousin's appointments with her when her husband couldn't make it mannn the types of father's to be's I saw was funny and terrifying 😂 I can assure you every single one of them was scared😂

Does Genevieve get an image problem with new interns who don't know about Ethan's and gen's history?

How did they choose god parents and who? Also do both if their kids have the same god parents?

Is Genevieve close to Natalie's mother?

Natalie as a maid of honour.

Do have bachelor parties. Idky but I don't think Ethan's the type of guy to have one.

Does Ethan see her in her wedding dress before the wedding.

I want to know what happens when they are having sad days and how do they heal from it. Like today I was having a sad day because everybody was fighting today and fighting for me just dampens my mood so when I'm having a sad day I can't smile, I mean it doesn't reach my eyes as it usually does and I can't bear noise like not even listen to music because noise hurts I heal from it by talking to my bestie or you guys but she sleeps early and isn't available to talk so I'm talking to you and I'm feeling better!☺️

How well can Ethan read her body language? And how well can Genevieve read Ethan's?

What is their comfort food, place and activity?

Does Natalie play the piano like Genevieve? *Gasp* do they do a duet!!

That's it for now my thumb's hurt from all the typing and yours will too after answering these😂 have fun! And I'm sorry for this😂😂 I'll ask the remaining ones later

Alright I have returned from war, and am ready to tackle the second part to the ask you sent me earlier today. Lets do this....

Does Ethan's demeanor change towards coworkers and interns after they get married or before, and does it after having Elizabeth? I think before they’re married it changes slightly, you kind of see it now. He’s softer after meeting/falling in love with MC. I think he’ll always hate interns and be the domineering Dr. Ramsey but Gen has definitely softened him a bit.  And once they have Elizabeth, he definitely gains more patience, but again he’ll always be who he is. Especially with the interns. Just a softer version with more patience

I forgot this question in the last ask does Bryce go from easy loving to paranoid after having his daughter? I think so, I think the first year of Kaili’s life, Bryce is paranoid to a degree. 

What habits of Ethan and Genevieve change after having Elizabeth? Not routine habits habits like things they despised but now loved. Like my cousin's husband he's not a dude who liked taking pictures but after having his son he takes pictures of my nephew almost every day and is very enthusiastic about it in fact the first question to my cousin after coming from work is 'did you take pictures of him?' Why is that totally an Ethan thing too 😂 he rarely uses social media until Lizzie is born and then turns into one of those parents that’s constantly posting photos of their kid. And honestly? I don’t know... I think this is another one I’ll have to get back to you on. 

While Genevieve's pregnant, is Ethan the cool calm collected husband or the freaking out, paranoid, over protective partner. I went to one of my cousin's appointments with her when her husband couldn't make it mannn the types of father's to be's I saw was funny and terrifying 😂 I can assure you every single one of them was scared😂 He’s a mix of both. Gen is incredibly nervous and worried her entire first trimester and so he tries to be as calm and caring as he can be to soothe her worries. But he’s also overprotective. He’s always been her protector in a way and that definitely amplifies once she’s pregnant. But he’s incredibly doting and does whatever she asks, gets her whatever she needs.

Does Genevieve get an image problem with new interns who don't know about Ethan's and gen's history? I’m saying yes and no. I’m sure there are a few landry type interns who think she’s using him, coupled with rumors of Gen “Betraying” Esme and her image is definitely perceived differently by some interns. But also once they see the way Ethan looks at her, and she him, the rumors die down and no one questions her imagine that much.  Beside’s Ethan shoots down any and every rumor or negative claim thats aimed at her. 

How did they choose god parents and who? Also do both if their kids have the same god parents? Ethan wants to choose them based on practicality and who would be best at taking care of Lizzie and Grayson. He makes a pro/con list for everyone. Gen wants to choose people she loves and trusts. They compromise and pick someone they trust and who they know would love their children as they do. Sienna is Lizzie’s godmother, Natalie is Grayson’s and Bryce is both their godfathers. But they both know that should anything happen to them, their entire circle of friends would help in a heartbeat. 

Natalie as a maid of honour. Yes. But so is Sienna. Gen spent weeks mulling over whom to choose for weeks. She wanted Natalie because they’ve been friends since they were 4, but also Sienna because that’s her other best friend. Ethan came home one night to find her crying into a glass of wine because she needed to make a decision and was stressed. He then suggested she have both, it’s not an uncommon thing these days and this way no one’s feelings would be hurt. (my cousin had two). 

Do have bachelor parties. Idky but I don't think Ethan's the type of guy to have one. Oh Ethan is definitely not the type to have a bachelor party. Bryce and Naveen try to convince him to have one but he never backs down.  Gen on the other hand, she has a bachelorette party. Well not a party, per say. She is not the type for strippers or anything crude. She and the girls do a weekend away at a spa. Mimosas and massages. 

Does Ethan see her in her wedding dress before the wedding. He does not. She spends the night before in the hotel suite her and the girls are getting ready in. He doesn’t see her until they do a reveal photo. Just her and Ethan and a photographer to capture the moment he sees her all done up in her dress. (One of the few times Ethan has ever cried)

I want to know what happens when they are having sad days and how do they heal from it. Like today I was having a sad day because everybody was fighting today and fighting for me just dampens my mood so when I'm having a sad day I can't smile, I mean it doesn't reach my eyes as it usually does and I can't bear noise like not even listen to music because noise hurts I heal from it by talking to my bestie or you guys but she sleeps early and isn't available to talk so I'm talking to you and I'm feeling better!☺️ Okay first, I’m sorry you’re having a sad day. Sad days are the worst. I am sending you lots of love Second, Ethan is the type, I think, when he’s having a bad day to want complete silence and a glass of scotch. To be alone to just digest the day. On those days, Gen cooks him dinner and lets him be. Sometimes he wants to just hold her the rest of the night and enjoy the quiet comfort she gives him. Other days he doesn’t. Gen can always tell which kind of sad it is by the way he greets her when he gets home.  Before they’re living together, like in current canon time, if he’s having a day when he wants to just be alone with her - he’ll either text her to come over and ask her to come over before he leaves the hospital.  Gen is the type of person that feels things deeply and needs to talk about them. No matter how silly the emotion may seem to someone else, she needs to talk about. Otherwise, she’ll get stuck in that headspace for a long time. In the beginning of their relationship, like current canon, she’s very hesitant to lean on Ethan as much as she wants to. She’s all in with him, no going back, but she doesn’t feel like he’s there yet. So now, she tends to talk to Sienna or Bryce even if the only person she wants is Ethan. There are some days, the worst days, are when she doesn’t care and goes straight to him. And he is quick to give her whatever she needs. Which is usually to let her vent out her frustrations and then just hold her the rest of the night. She finds the most safety and comfort from touch. 

How well can Ethan read her body language? And how well can Genevieve read Ethan's? Extremely well. Gen is not a hard person to figure out, not once you get to really know her. Ethan knows what every frown or look means. I think it freaks him out at first, how well he just knows her, but overtime he loves it.  Gen knows him just as well, though sometimes he can be hard to read. But 80% of the time she can read him like a book. Especially when he finally stops pushing her away and lets her in.  Plus they’re both amazing diagnosticians, it doesn’t take long to figure out the problem

What is their comfort food, place and activity? Gen - her favorite comfort food is peanut butter cups, and as silly as it sounds mac and cheese. When she was a kid, she spent everyday after school with her grandparents - her mom’s parents - and whenever Gen had a bad day, her memere would make her mac and cheese and they’d sit and watch tv until she felt better. (Ethan found this out after he met her grandma, and on a day when Gen seemed to be struggling, he told her to come over and he made her a fancy version of mac and cheese. She cried.)  Her comfort place is the beach, she grew up in a coastal town and no matter they weather, the sound of the waves could calm her down.  Her comfort activity is watching some mindless comedy show. Something where she doesn’t have to think can just escape for a bit. (her other favorite is snuggling with ethan while he reads to her, from whatever book or medical journal he’s currently reading) 

Ethan - does this man have a comfort food? Can I say scotch lol I don’t know.  His comfort place is probably his apartment. Its his own space where he doesn’t have to be Dr. Ramsey, he can just be Ethan.  Comfort activity, I’d say its probably like reading or something like that. 

#thank you for these #it was amazing #ethan ramsey x mc #ethan x gen #fireycookie #asked and answered

[notyour-mariaclara]

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I woke up one morning without you by my side. Nothing new, really. Not until I sat up from the bed. I sniff once then twice, the familiar scent of bacon and pancakes is not present.

Maybe she went to work early. I thought to myself and prepared myself to go to work too. Pushing the uneasiness in the pit of my stomach.

After fixing my tie, I grabbed my phone by the nightstand. No new message. It's not that we leave messages anymore if one of us leaves earlier. Not anymore. I sigh and headed to the dining to eat my breakfast. But the emptiness of the table welcomed me. That's when my gut feeling got stronger. Something is not right.

I hit the realization that you never went home last night. The house was empty when I got home, thinking that you just have to work overtime again. Which oftently happens lately but you always send me a message about it. I don't wait up for you 'till you get home because I always fall asleep.

My eyebrows met as I speed dial your number. It rang for few seconds then followed by a beeped.

"Hi! I might be busy as of this moment. Just leave me a message, I'll get back to you soon!" You giggled before the call dropped.

I stare at my phone, wondering when was the last time I heard you being cheerful.

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"I'm home." I said as I removed my shoes and change into my house slippers. You welcomed me with your pout and arms crossed.

"What's wrong, love?" I chuckled because of your cuteness. 4 years of being together and I can't still get over you.

"It's Saturday and you left without me."

"It's too early for you to get up and I did text you, I need to drop by the office for the new storyboard." I pulled you closer as my arms snaked around your waist.

"But what took you so long?" Finally giving in and you put your arms on my shoulder.

"Because of this." I took a step back to show my bag.

"Yes, hun? That's still the same bag." You said in confusion.

I chuckled and tugged you towards the sofa to make ourselves comfortable. I pulled out 2 boxes from my bag and you gasped.

"Wh-what? But why? You don't have too." You said with a pout.

"Love, your phone will barely make it 'till next month. Your screen is smashed from last month's incident." I stated.

"Yeah, thanks to Bokuto-san." You rolled your eye but laughed.

"One for you and one for me." I said and you squealed.

"Thank you, thank you!" You threw your arms around me and showered me with kisses.

"Anything for you, love." I said and kissed your lips.

We both excitedly opened our new phones. That's how we spent the rest of our Saturday afternoon.

"Hello. I'm busy and I'm not sure if I can get back to you unless you're my husband."

I looked at you and you just flashed me your gummy smile.

"What was that?" I asked.

"It's for my voicemail." You said innocently.

I facepalm myself and shook my head at your antics.

"What will your officemate think if they hear that?"

"What? It's cute." You laughed. I scoff before laughing too.

"No, change it."

I whined and you refuse until I attacked you with tickles just so you change it.

"Stop! Stop! Okay! Okay! I will!" You surrendered.

I put my arms around you just to secure you that you won't run to hide because I know you well enough. You giggled at my action and started recording again.

"Hi! I might be busy as of this moment. Just leave me a message, I'll get back to you soon!"

You giggle and ended the record.

You looked up to face me and smile. I held you tighter as I snuggled my face in your neck. And traces some butterfly kisses.

"Now, it's time for you to pay back the phone."

"Ohhhhh, sir, I am more than willing to pay."

You said and we both fell into laughters.

It's been a year since you did that record. I sent you a message but I received none until I reached the office. Still no you. I can't help but to worry and be distracted the whole day. I'm already thinking of things, why you didn't come home and contacted me. Maybe, you slept over to some friends and your phone ran out of battery or maybe you suddenly went home to your family or maybe all of the hundred reason I thought of, doesn't make sense because you weren't careless like that and you don't want other people worrying about you.

That's when I started thinking of the worst that maybe you caught up in an accident. It was lunch time when I decided to go to your office.

______

"Good Afternoon, I just want to ask if she's in?"

I ask the receptionist. She's also your friend so she's pretty much familiar with me too.

"Eh? She's on leave for 4 days. It started yesterday. Didn't she tell you?" The lady behind the desk asked confusedly.

"I…" I was lost for words.

"Is everything okay between you two? She seems so distant lately and she's even the first one to go home every time." She explained

I can't mask my upset feeling bubbling in my chest.

"But she always works overtime." I stated.

"Overtime? Our company no longer extends our working hours due to our financial setbacks for months already. Surely, you know that we're considering to file bankruptcy, right?"

I was surprised because I don't know a thing about the bankruptcy let alone her lying to me about her overtime.

"Is boss there?" I heard some random staff ask the receptionist.

"Thanks." I said to her and walk my way to the exit but stopped when I heard her replied to the staff.

"Nah, boss is on leave too. As if the company ain't crumbling already." She scoffed.

My hand shakes and exited the premise. I sent a text to the office saying I have an emergency before trying to contact you for the nth time. My emotion is slowly rubbing in me, I lossen my tie. To no avail, I can't still contact you. Frustration slowly creeps in me. I drove home, my thoughts driving me crazy.

You said you're going to work yesterday but the thing is you filed for a leave since yesterday. You lied.

"She lied." I threw my briefcase without a care and crashed myself on the couch.

You've been working late recently, I can't even remember when it started but you lied. You're lying for some time now. Slowly, anger is penting up inside me. Inno Kei, your boss. He use to hit on you, is it only a coincidence he's on leave too?

I untangled the tie and whipped it on the floor. Unbuttoning my dress shirt because suddenly, I feel suffocated. I raked my hair, shaking my brain to reason out your action. I don't even want to think the worst. Because you're not like that but why does everything's falling into pieces. The possibility of you cheating on me, is no longer impossible.

The day went by, by me contacting your phone, I even called your family just to check but they don't know a thing. I even lied to them because I don't want them to worry. I called your best friend Kiyoko but she's not answering my call. I resorted into alcohol while waiting but still no traces of you.

The next day, I didn't go to work in case you come home. I tried to look to for you. Places where you like to go. Places I hope where you'd be. But still no you.

I don't want to think that you'd go to another man but I realize, these past few months after that incident. Everything changed, the cold shoulder, the emotionless responses, just everything. My chest starts to heave as I slowly see things clearer. Even if you do go for another man, I wouldn't blame you. There, I realize what truly is happening lately, how come I didn't see this sooner.

"Oh, God." I buried my face in my hands. Brimming tears of frustration, worry and sadness, consumed me. I don't want to lose you. It's all my fault. The day goes by, waiting for you to come home as I drown myself in alcohol and regret.

_________________________

3 days since you've been gone. I plan to stay home to wait again but my team called because the pitching for the new book is today, as much as I want to be alone and wait for you, I can't risk other people's job. So, I went to work, still thinking of you.

"Hey, Love. Please come home. Let's talk, please or just tell me you're fine. That'll be enough for me. I love you. I love you, please." I sent my 18th voicemail to her number. 115 missed call and 84 unseen messages, still not enough for you to come home.

_______

When I saw your shoes by the door, I don't know what to feel. Ecstatic? Anxious? I don't know. I quickened my phase inside our house. No signs of you in the living room and even in the kitchen. I went to our bedroom. My heart increased it's beat, nervousness is eating me the moment I saw the room empty but the closet was left ajar. I open it only to see most of your are clothes gone. My hand began to shake.

"Love?"

I went to the next room. My hand slowly reached for the knob. When was the last time I went inside this room? 3 months ago? I took a deep breath and open the door.

There I see you on the floor. Your body leaning on the crib. I felt my chest tighten and I took a step forward but you woke up. Fluttering your eyes open and snapped your head towards me. Your eyes widened in surprise. Your lips quiver.

"Keiji…" you call me breathlessly.

Why do you sound as if you're leaving me? I glance at your bag beside you. You followed my gaze and I heard you took a deep breath.

"Where were you?" I asked worriedly and took another step forward. You stood up.

"I…" You look on the floor looking for answers.

"I can't get a hold of you for 3 days. I was worried, Love." I enveloped you in my arms. Nourishing your scent that I miss for days, scent that I took advantage for months.

I hugged you tighter, feeling your warmth. Caressing your hair, letting you know how glad I am that you're back. You started to sob in my arms. After awhile you break off the hug and I swear I heard my heart break.

"Keiji," No, call me love.

"I waited for you for 3 days, where did you go? I got worried. I even went to places to look for you." I said pushing the stinging pain in my eyes.

"I was at Kiyoko-san's--"

"But I went to her apartment. She said you weren't there." I grab hold of her hand

"I told her to lie."

"I-Is there something you want to tell me? How come you didn't tell me that you're having problems with the company? When did you start keeping things from me?" I can no longer hide my frustration and pain.

She shrugged off my hand and took a step backward.

"I-how? How can I? I cannot even talk to you about our own problem. So tell me how, Keiji?" You said exasperatingly. Trying to conceal your emotions but everything can be seen in your eyes with welled up tears.

"Is that why?" I asked.

"What do you mean?"

"I-Is that why you went to ano--"

"Oh my god!" She scoff and laughed bitterly while tears stream down her face.

She lost it. She went back further in the room. Putting good distance between us.

"You actually thought I was with someone else!? Tell me!?" She challenged. My breath hollowed as I brushed my hair due to frustration. My other hand on my hip.

"What do you want me to do!? I came to your office and found out everything. That you're lying about your overtime and you filed for a leave when you didn't said a thing to me. You grown distant and cold the passed months--"

"Did you just realize that in the past 3 days that I was gone? You just suddenly notice, just now!?" I shut my mouth because she's right. I only took notice of everything, too late. She started to cry harder. I took a step closer to reach for her but she moved back. She's hurting so much.

"What I want you to do? I just want you to see me again. To talk to me again like we used too. I want you to look at me without hurting. Without pain."

I tried to call your name but you only shook your head.

"You waited for three days? I waited for six months! Ever since…" you choked on your tears.

"Ever since I lost the baby, I lost you too." She look at me in the eyes. I can no longer control my tears .

"The first three months was bearable, because I know we're both mourning but it seems that we never got the chance to go back to each other. We got lost. I lost my husband." You sobbed.

"I was scared. It was my fault that I can't provide for the both of you. That you needed to work too because my salary is not enough. I-I should have insisted you not to work but I didn't. Then we lost our baby. I saw you broke. It hurted me so much because there's nothing I can do to take the pain. I fought strong in front of you but by the end of the day, I'm so weak. That's why I pretended as if nothing happened because I don't want to make the same mistake. I worked hard for the promotion because I know that will help us a lot. That promotion, is enough for us. Even if you stop working. I-I... didn't know this was the consequence." I explained with tears and shaky breath. Feelings from losing our baby came back again. But this time it hits harder because I might lose you too.

"You are by my side but I still miss you everyday. You slowly fell out. I waited for you everyday, waiting for you to look at me with love again. Until one day, I realize that I can't continue like this anymore. It hurts me to see you but I can't even feel you. I can only take so much pain, love. That's why I stayed late outside drinking or I'll crash at Kiyoko-san's. I was hoping you'll come through and ask me but you never did. I don't know what to do anymore with our marriage." You broke down and fell on your knees.

"I have my fair share of regret, love. We both struggled. There was never a day passed without thinking of our angel. I thought losing you was my consequence because I failed to protect our baby." I rushed by your side and nestled you in my arms. We're both on the floor. I held you tighter than ever.

"No, don't say that. I don't want to lose you. I'm so sorry. It's not your fault, okay? I'm sorry, if I hurt you." I buried my face to your hair, until you tangled your arms to my waist and cried harder. I shifted our position and cradled you in my arms.

"I'm so sorry, love. I didn't mean to push you away. I neglected you all these time when you needed me the most. I'm so sorry. Please, don't leave me. I beg you." I cried as I held your head to my chest.

You shook your head and look up to me.

"I won't. I-I can't. I love you too much."

"I love you too." I said as I wipe your tears away. I held your face as I brushed your hair away from your face and tried to dry your face but you kept crying. I place a kiss on your forehead.

"I love you so much." Then kissed your lips and you hiccuped because of crying to much.

"Let's try again. Let's fix our marriage, hmm? Let me make it up to you."

You nodded and I carried you to our bed to tucked you in bed and hold you all night.

#haikyuu short story #haikyuu fanfic #akaashi keji x reader #akaashi fanfiction #akaashi x y/n #akaashi x you #akaashi keiji #haikyuu!! #akaashi x reader

[e11evenkeys]

Pitch: The Adventures of Danger Rabbit- Chapter 2 Friendly Friendly (part 1)

Long story short, my dad wasn't arrested. Ms. Harper made her displeasure quite clear as far as my new form was concerned, but I wasn't taken away. Because of my mistake, dad had a reputation for being a careless father, and I was seen as a delinquent. Teachers started watching our family like we were career criminals, but dad raised me to be a good kid.

Regardless of the truth, I had a reputation that stuck with me as I grew up. Even into my junior year of high school, kids thought I was bad news. It didn't help that I had the worst luck imaginable, unlike Mr. Nickels, who I still had yet to find. Trouble seemed to seek me out. Just the simple act of walking home from school was dangerous enough to warrant fear of chaos. Freak accidents were a norm, and they only fueled the fire when it came to the negative light everyone shined on me. Of course, my dad always had the worst end of the fiascos because he had to deal with the aftermath.

If I had any luck at all, it was spent when I had the fortune of finding my two best friends.

B James was a girl who moved to town after my accident. Her parents were professional magicians, so naturally, I tried to get in good with them. I had hopes of them helping me. It turns out I didn't have to work too hard. BJ was fascinated with my form and impressed with my ability to create my own magic. I told her I didn't mean to transform myself, but I don't think she cared. She wanted to make new spells like her parents, and I suppose she thought I could help her. She overlooked how the rest of the school avoided me, but that might have been easy, considering no one flocked to her lunch table any more than my own. Remember when I said creating new magic was dangerous, well, BJ didn't care. We hadn't even graduated high school yet, but she'd created more spells than a person could count. It's important to keep in mind most of those spells had adverse effects or didn't do what they were meant to, but they did something.

My friend Wesson, a satyr I met in my freshman year of high school, didn't use magic at all. To be fair Fae, because of their natural abilities, didn't need magic as much as humans did. Even I had natural powers after my transformation like super hearing and invisibility. Which I'm sure is how Mr. Nickels managed to avoid capture for so long if he also possessed the same abilities. Wes being a satyr, was super fast and super strong, among other things, whether he appeared to be or not. We became friends after I tried to join the school's Creature club. There weren't many Fae that went to our school, so the club was meant to be a way of letting them all meet one another. Unfortunately, when I tried to join the club, someone pointed out I was born human, and that I was only what I was because I cursed myself. I couldn't join the club. Technically they weren't allowed to exclude anyone, but I thought it best to pick my battles wisely and let it go. Wes, being the best guy in the world, found me the next day and told me he thought the other kids were dicks for not letting me join the club. From that day on, I couldn't remember a time I couldn't fall back on the friendship Wes and I had.

It was two weeks till summer break. All of the ends of the year testing was out of the way, so everyone was waiting for the school year to come to an end. That Friday afternoon, I decided to walk BJ home. Despite my being close to Wes and BJ both, they never seemed to like one another. Every day I'd have to make a conscious decision whether to hang out with BJ, who loved playing magician and getting into trouble, or Wes, who was basically the brother I never had. BJ won that day because Wes had a meeting with the principal.

BJ should have taken the bus home, but I guess that would have been less time she got to work out new magic with me. We took a lot of back roads that day that eventually spit us out into the Dead Woods. It was the town's biggest forest, and it sat in the middle of everything. We learned in history class that old settlers named it the Dead Woods because back in the early days, when people were still coming up with most of the modern magic, they had to go far away from homes and buildings so bad magic wouldn't destroy anything. A lot of people died out there. Despite the bad history, it was a beautiful place as long as you knew where you were going.

"So there's this summer internship I read about," BJ said as we walked under branches while leaves crumbled under our footsteps.

"What kind of internship?" I asked.

We stopped walking so she could take her spell book out of her bag. The pages of her hand made spiral held weight and took time to flip through.

"For magicians. I thought you might want to go for it," she added.

"You want me to be a magician?"

"You created a working transmutation spell when you were 11."

I laughed at her, calling it a "working spell."

"Yea, and I've been trying to undo it ever since," I said with my amused tone still vocal.

"I could help you."

"I don't want to be a magician," I said in my most definitive voice possible.

"But I do."

I took a few steps away. I didn't want to stand too close while her book was out. Some of the stuff in that thing didn't need words to be activated. As she flipped through the pages, there was a danger similar to throwing a grenade into a kid's birthday party. Pages glowed and faded as her hands turned them over. I'm not sure how she managed to carry something around like that without constantly hurting herself.

"Then you should do it," I said as I crossed my arms and leaned against a tree.

She came near, and I knew to expect puppy dog eyes to fluff some kind of catch. That's what people do when they want something

"I need you."

I asked, "why," but she turned away.

"I need your spell," I thought she said, but I couldn't make out her words for sure, and with my big ears, that meant she was really quiet.

"What?" I asked.

"I need your spell."

I stood up straight.

"The spell that gave me fur and left with only eight fingers," I said before I continued with, " the spell that made my feet too big to wear shoes and ears big enough to hear my dad when he gets off at night."

"I have to submit a working spell to be considered."

"Then use one of yours," I said.

"None of mine work."

"What about the one you use to change your hair color?"

"It blinds anyone who sees me cast it."

"Then just use my spell, you don't need me for that, I wrote the words in some book, and I'll give it to you."

I wanted to get off the subject. Anyone who knew me knew how long I tried to find a cure for my curse. After years of turning over stones to no avail, of course, I gave up hope. That's not to say I didn't wish and dream for a way to change back, but being a bit of a pessimist meant I couldn't help but see the uneasy reality of how unlikely a cure was.

"It wouldn't be right to take credit for your work."

"But, it's alright to strong-arm your friend into an internship that'll take up our entire summer?" I didn't mean to sound nearly as argumentative or sarcastic as I must have at that moment, but it came out that way.

"There's a chance we won't even get it," she said, basically pleading with me at that point.

"If I say yes, will you leave me out of whatever experiments you're about to do?"

"But I had something special planned for today."

"That's my price."

"Deal, but you have to stick around to watch."

"In case something goes wrong?"

"I didn't say that."

"You didn't have to," I replied.

We exchanged a mutual grin before she adjusted her glasses and finally flipped around in her book to find the newly crafted spells. We spent most of the afternoon in the woods. BJ wrote a spell for growing plants faster, but it made anything made of wood burst into flames, including all the papers in my backpack. She tried to put out the fires with another spell meant to create rain clouds, but it summoned a swarm of butterflies that flew into the flames. Needless to say, they all died. They died quickly, but at least the fires went out.

By that time, it was getting dark.

"We should get moving," I said as I picked our bags off the ground burnt as they might have been.

"We will never speak of what happened here to anyone, right?"

"Like always," I said with a chuckle before handing BJ her ruined bag.

We started on our way out of the woods.

"Do your parents know you're applying for this internship?" I asked.

"Not yet."

"Don't you think they should know?"

"I'll tell them once I, " she started to say before I cut her off with, "did you hear that?"

"Hear what," she asked.

There was a sound coming from the bushes ahead of us. It was too big to be a cat, dog, or rabbit.

"Stand back," I said as I put my arm in front of BJ.

"Is someone there," I called out into the distance, but no reply was returned.

Only the rustling of the bushes broke the silence as something or someone came near. It was close. There was a momentary pause of nothing but the bugs around us falling silent, and then whatever it was lunged out at me.

It was Wes. He made me fall backward and rip the arm of my button-down shirt.

"Shit," I yelled out.

He tried to catch my arm on my way down, but he was too slow.

"Sorry, dude," Wes said with a laugh as he helped me to my feet.

"What are you doing out here?" BJ asked in a tone more annoyed than me, but I was the one with the ripped shirt.

"I need Pitch."

"Well, he's walking me home from school."

"Schools been out for 3 hours now, and you know how to get home."

"You want me to walk by myself," BJ asked.

"No one ever offers to walk me home, and we're the same age," Wes said sarcastically.

I cut in, "Wes, what did you need my help with?"

"I need your ears," he said.

"Let me get BJ home, and then I'll swing by your place."

Neither of them was even looking at me anymore; they were staring one another down.

"Alright, just make sure 'Bug Burner' isn't with you."

"You saw that!" BJ exclaimed.

"I'll be there, alone," I said as I held BJ back from Wes.

A few uneasy, and unwelcoming glances were exchanged before we took to our separate ways.

"I don't know why you hang out with him," BJ argued.

"Wes is cool," I said.

"Wes is just short of being a toddler. He doesn't use magic."

"I don't use magic."

"That's different; you can't afford it."

"That hurt," I said.

"You know what I mean."

#anthropomorphic #magic #forest #outdoors #nature #lady bug #satyr character #original character #story #chapter

[prolifeproliberty]

Hi, I love your blog! I'm Catholic and genuinely curious about which beliefs differ between Catholics and Lutherans. I think my grandpa was Lutheran at one point but he never really talked about it and I'd really like to know! I know inn general we believe a lot of the same things, but what are the differences? Stay safe and healthy!

Hi @soxrox12, sorry this answer took so long! I wanted to take the time to explain everything as clearly as possible and give you a thorough answer.

The basics of what Lutherans believe (what we teach to adolescents and those new to the faith in Confirmation) can be found in the Small Catechism. If you want a more in depth version and don’t mind some more academic language, you can read the Large Catechism. If you’re a total theology/history nerd and want to read about the back and forth arguments between the original Lutherans, the Catholic Church, and other Protestants, the rest of the Book of Concord has all that and more!

To really understand the differences, we have to go back to the origins of Lutheranism with Martin Luther in the early 16th century. Luther was a Catholic priest who, in his studies of scripture, saw major discrepancies between what the Catholic Church was teaching the common people (many of whom couldn’t read and very few of whom had access to the Bible outside of hearing scripture read at Mass) and what he saw in scripture. 

The Catholic Church today is not the same as it was in the 16th century, but we still have some major differences. I apologize if I get some Catholic beliefs wrong here, I’m basing this on my understanding of Catholic teaching from my research and from talking to Catholic friends. 

I’m putting this all below the cut so I don’t flood everyone’s dash with this extremely long post!

Christian Freedom: Luther had a big problem with the church requiring Christians to observe certain traditions and festivals as a matter of law or obligation. Unless something is specifically commanded in Scripture, it’s optional or a matter of Christian freedom (aka it might be a good idea, but you don’t have to do it). Examples include fasting for Lent (or in general), liturgical gestures (genuflecting, kneeling, making the Sign of the Cross), and so on. We also don’t have any Holy Days of Obligation - while we observe many of the same feast days and festivals as Catholics, we never say anyone is obligated to observe them. 

Holy Communion: One thing Lutherans and Catholics have in common is that we both believe that Christ’s Body and Blood are truly and physically present and are truly and physically received by the communicant. Most other protestants see it as a symbol, or see Christ’s Body and Blood as spiritually, but not physically present. This was a big sore spot in the 16th century when Luther met with others who were questioning Catholic teaching. One story goes that he and other theologians were sitting around a table, and the others were arguing over whether Christ’s Body and Blood were truly present. Reportedly, Luther, frustrated by the back and forth, carved the words “This is My Body” into the table and covered it with a cloth. Every time someone (*cough* Zwingli) argued against the Real Presence, Luther whipped off the table cloth and pointed to the words. Jesus’ words on the issue were good enough for him. 

We do, however, differ with Catholics on a couple of issues related to Communion. 

1. We believe the bread and wine are also still present - we don’t believe that they changed into Body and Blood, but that the Body and Blood are united with the bread and wine. We call this “Sacramental Union.”

2. We don’t believe that Jesus’ sacrifice on the Cross is being repeated every time we celebrate Holy Communion. We also don’t see it as the priest offering Christ’s Body and Blood as a sacrifice. Instead, we see it as participating across time and space in the once-for-all atoning sacrifice that occurred on Good Friday almost 2,000 years ago. Rather than offering the Eucharist, we are receiving it from Christ for the forgiveness of our sins. 

Sin, Baptism, and Confession:

I’m putting these all together because there’s a root difference in the way Lutherans and Catholics view sin that shows up in both Baptism and Confession. 

Like Catholics, Lutherans believe in original sin - that is, we are conceived and born sinful and in need of a Savior - as well as actual sin (we have sinned against God “in thought, word, and deed, by what we have done and by what we have left undone”). However, we don’t distinguish between the two when it comes to how we receive forgiveness. We believe Baptism washes away ALL sin, and that in Confession and Absolution as well as in Holy Communion we receive forgiveness for ALL sin. 

In Confession and Absolution, we confess all our sins, both those we know and those we don’t, and we receive absolution for all of them. We don’t do penance or have any other steps. Confession is:

Step 1: Confess sins

Step 2: Receive absolution from the pastor as from God Himself.

And that’s it! We do “corporate confession and absolution” (aka confession as part of the liturgy that the whole church says together - very similar to what Catholics have in the Mass) in any service where we have Holy Communion, but we don’t ever require private confession. It’s always available on request if someone is particularly bothered by a sin and needs to hear the pastor absolve that sin specifically, but it’s never mandatory (see “Christian Freedom”). 

The Pope, Church Hierarchy, and Tradition:

Luther also had a big problem with the Pope and the hierarchy of the Catholic Church, as he saw lots of potential for and examples of abuse of power. He has some very harsh words about the Pope in his writings. Many Lutheran churches belong to a synod that has a president and some kind of structure, but we don’t view our Synod president the way Catholics view the Pope. A synod is more administration and support, with some ecclesiastical supervision (although that often doesn’t work out the way it should, which is why my church left our synod and we are now an independent Lutheran congregation). 

We view Scripture as our highest authority and our Lutheran Confessions and other doctrinal writings as an explanation of what Scripture teachers. We do refer to the Church Fathers for clarification on some issues, but if something is not found clearly in Scripture we don’t take it as doctrinal.

Intercession and Prayer/Mary and the Saints:

We don’t ask for intercession from saints who are in heaven, or from Mary. We only pray to the Triune God - Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. We learn from the lives of the saints, and we believe they are in heaven with Jesus, but we don’t seek their direct help here on earth. 

We don’t pray the Rosary, mostly because it includes those prayers of intercession to Mary/the Saints. We do have several prayer liturgies like the Litany (which our church has been praying a LOT lately because it’s been historically used by the Church - including pre-Reformation - in times of hardship, plague, etc.). 

We respect Mary as Jesus’ mother, but we don’t necessarily see her as our Mother or as Queen of Heaven or Co-Redemptrix the way Catholics do.

Essentially we say that our prayers should be directed directly to God and that the Holy Spirit is our mediator who makes intercession for us (Romans 8:26-27).

Monastic Orders and Priests:

We don’t have monks or nuns or any of the monastic orders. Those who wish to go into full-time church work can be Deacons or Deaconesses, and the responsibilities of those roles vary from church to church. Typically they teach (Sunday School, sometimes Bible Study or Confirmation) or are in charge of the charitable work the church does (food pantries, etc). 

Our pastors typically go to four years of seminary - 2 years of classes, one year of vicarage in a congregation (like an apprenticeship, working under an experienced pastor), followed by another year of classes before ordination. Then the pastor receives a Call from a congregation, decides whether to accept or decline that Call, and, if he accepts, stays with that congregation until he receives and accepts a Call somewhere else, retires, or (very rarely) for some reason the congregation asks him to leave (usually only if he’s doing something really wrong and is unrepentant). 

Our pastors are also free and even encouraged to get married and have children. My pastor has five children and I’ve lost count of how many grandchildren. 

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This is by no means an exhaustive list of the differences, but these are the key areas that come up most often when I talk to my Catholic friends. I’d be happy to discuss any of these areas in more detail or point you to specific things in our doctrinal books that address them. 

Just for fun, here’s some similarities:

Liturgy:

Our liturgy is VERY similar to the Catholic Church’s liturgy. We have “Divine Service” instead of “Mass”, although you can find some very “high church” Lutheran congregations that do use the term Mass and call their pastors “priests” and “Father.”

We also have Matins, Vespers, and other services with very similar liturgies to what the Catholic Church uses. 

Here’s an excellent example of an Easter service (and here’s the bulletin if you wanted to follow along) from a high-church Confessional Lutheran congregation in Virginia that I attended when I was an intern in D.C. This was their live stream for this Easter, so due to the small attendance they didn’t do Communion, but otherwise you can see generally what our services are like. 

#theology #lutheran #catholic #liturgy #divine service #holy communion #baptism #confession and absolution #book of concord #prayer #faith #religion #christianity #confessional lutheran #confessional lutheranism

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BIOGRAPHY

“IF YOU PURSUE, THEN YOU WILL REACH YOUR DREAMS”

Leonard Quemado Claveria, was born in Igbical Hamtic Antique. He had a award in the college as the member of International Agriculture exchange Association in Japan. After he graduated in college he goes to Japan to work. He working in the piggery. He almost two years in Japan. After two years he go home to antique, for a few months he goes to manila and looked for a job because there was nothing in the province.

Then after one year he going home to antique because he couldn’t do his job. He help to his father in the farm, sometimes he planted the vegetables in their field. He returned to manila and find the jobs. He work in the Mall of Asia as a sales boy in the cellphone. After five years he thought of doing a business here in Cavite because he was tired of looking a job and he wanted to rest. He started a business in 2018. Since his small business has gradually grown in his effort and perseverance because of his diligence, he bought two cars and now he had a two stores.

And also he bought a land in alapan and vista verde. Every December they also have a Christmas party and he gave them a money as a bunos in his staff at store. He was so kind person, he treated his staff for their birthday and he celebrated the party in his house. Leonard's work has provided his extensive exposure and experiences in agriculture and he developed in Japan. He doing work enjoy because for his it’s give a energy. He said when he woke up with new ideas everyday and with solutions to conquer the challenges that cropped up the day before.

TRAVELOGUE IN PALAYA NATURAL FARM

Our recent trip to Tanay Rizal at PALAYA NATURAL FARM, we spent a good three

days. PALAYA NATURAL FARM is about three (3) hours drive from Cavite to Tanay Rizal.

The drive was okay, but you'll have about 30 minutes of rough roads when you're near the

farm. We just went a long with the shaking of the car, and we laugh. Be warned that in

the PALAYA NATURAL FARM there is absolutely no phone or internet signal. That's why if

you're waiting for an important message or call it'll have to wait until you're back in

Cavite. And we're here. When we enter we saw the PALAYA NATURAL FARM has

plantations of vegetables, fruits, and herbs. You are immediately greeted with greenery

and fresh air.

There been impressed with this tall and fat tree with the swing. I think this is the first

time that I saw an actual Calamansi plant. The son of my uncle he became so curious

with the fruits, and vegetables growing all around. There is always something so relaxing

when you see a walking lined up with greens.

PALAYA NATURAL FARM main produce are dragon fruits. I showed how they have

cement blocks for the dragon fruit trees. The blocks are cut and are used like, so. This is

actually my first time to see a dragon fruits plantation. PALAYA NATURAL FARM doesn't

just grow produce. You could even book a night here for that your nature experience and

you can take pictures for your memorable places in this PALAYA NATURAL FARM. Rates

for the wooden huts and tents are very affordable. They had no air-conditioning needed. If

nipa huts are not your thing. You could go for the tents. The only drawback is that they

only here one restroom for all the guests. Hopefully in the future, they could install more.

There was another large tree that gives a nice shade with Its towering branches. The

tents and hunts still work even if it was sunny.

PALAYA NATURAL FARM had a cool breeze. There as a running stream behind the

mountains where you could swim or just made around. If you wish to take a bath in the

batis, don't worry the water is clean, and they made a make shift pool using rocks as

divider. I'm not sure through how “swimmable” the batis would be through if there are

more people of about 10 or 20. For lunch, we had the option of dining by the stream but

since there was a buffet. My uncle choose to go to PALAYA NATURAL FARM mess hall,

because many people had already purchased their goods. Still, we had fresh fruits and

meats to buy at a very cheap prices. We are certainly had a unique and enjoyable.

EDUCATION

Having a high-quality education is the basis for changing a society's trend toward a prosperous economy. Higher education is not just based on books or things learned in our schools. Although, among these key elements to having a good education, practical education based in our daily life to be still necessary. Education is strong if it is combined with the knowledge of formal studies in certain subjects and matters of life, and how to live well. Education is the way to a successful future for a nation. Without it, and if the citizens of a society do not have a solid and solid foundation of education, it will be difficult for them to achieve development.

It is only necessary to understand that education will lead them to their aspirations. The primary purpose of education is to have knowledge of things and information now, in the future, and in the future. It is mechanism by which one's thoughts, feelings, and interactions are formed. It is also the source of good and good events in our world and the changing environment. Education is necessary for our youth because it will be their weapon in the life of their future. Their youth is the state in which they direct their thoughts and feelings to the things they need in their old age.

Education is important because it enables a person to gain insights into his or her life, personality and community. It is shape of thoughts into a successful world that everyone needs to fully take advantage of the world and realize its goals. Young people should only get adequate education through their experience and formal programs available in schools. It will be their weapon, so, they can deal with things that will be their future. And since they are our hope, it is only righting that we give them all the education they need so that they can reach the dreams they want to achieve.

PERSONAL NARRATIVE

“Simple birthday is the one more year has been successfully completed”

We all know that birthday is one of the happiest events of our lives. One person's birthday is held once a year. This is the best gift the Lord has given us. And for our young people, these are the happiest and most troubling events in our lives. There is a meal, a song, a dance and a drink that the

young people are celebrating their birthday with. This day is my 18th birthday so I wake up early and went to church by myself. When I got home the door and windows were locked. When I opened the door, I was surprised at the surprise of my friend and classmates that it was a day, I will never forget in my life. I cried for their surprise at me and I'm very happy with what they did to surprise me. My parents also enjoyed what my classmates did. After we all eat, my were watching and Arvie song happy birthday for me. My cousins ​​then stood up to give me his gift to. As I accepted their gifts, my friend she had prepared a message for me. As she walked over to me and spoke her message to me I was moved to tear because of the two of us.

When she handed me his gift she told me to open it, so, I opened it. Before my birthday I thank my classmates and especially my friends who made me so happy. Before my classmates came home, I gave them even a small dish and so on, so that they could have something to eat for their brother or father. My friend brought her home because we were still singing. Before she came home I also brought him food,and we took him with me to their house. Before the day ended, I told my parents how unexpected things were and how grateful I was for the time, money and effort that they’ve spent for my birthday. I had no idea that it would be one of the most memorable moments in my life and how simple yet eventful it is. If someone looks through it, the celebration would be normal, simple, and nothing special; but, for me, it would be something that I will be always thankful for and a moment that I would acknowledge God’s grace through our family.

REACTION TO A PERSONAL NARRATIVE

My reaction to Vanissa Iligan Personal Narrative are; It was a typical essay that a student will make. But because it is personal and it was by the first person point of view it was easy to interpret and can easily understand by the readers. Also it can be that entertaining as it came from personal experiences, that the first person shared to all the readers. The emotions and feelings as easily interpreted because we can understand the essay easily as the writer wrote each words specifically so we the readers can’t have a hard time to understand the information inside of the body of essay. Since Personal narrative also narrates us the personal experience of the writer we can also somehow indentify what kind of person the writer is as he or she describe or write down the way how he or she deal in that particular encounter of her personal narrative.

Lets moved on now in the whole paragraph and what is written on it. The paragraph are well arranged. The writer used of grammar are all correct she have no misspelled words and she write the information detailed by detailed. Also I can understand easily the whole context and I never get bored while reading it maybe because the writer wrote it really well and I can understand each sentenced clearly. Also the emotions showed in the essay is easy to interprets and I can feel those emotions too each sentence. All in all the Personal Narrative really conveys the information well and we can understand it easily and we can also feel what kind of emotions that the writer has upon constructing their personal essay.

AUTOBIOGRAPHY

“WHO AM I”

My name is Flordeliza Claveria Oliveros. I was born in Bongbongan Hamtic Antique. I started school when I was six year old. When I am grade two I stopped studying for two months because I took care of my sister daughter. In the morning she brought on me in the house of her husband in Bugasong Antique. After two months I go home to continue my studies. As I entered our room I was ashamed because I had not been to school for so long. After my class my teacher talked to me because of my absentism. I told him why I hadn’t been to school for so long. When I was in high school I see the hard work of my parents for our needs in school. What I do after my class I helped to water the vegetables in the field, so my parents are taking up our needs for projects in school and etc.

When I was in grade eight my sister Corazon is a very sweet and kind, she would do anything for me. But my younger sister Cristine and me fight like cat and dog. Sometimes when no one was around, Corazon would come up to me and she would bite my toes for no reason. I still love her but only because she is my sister. When I’m grade nine I decided to joining as a part of children of mary (COM) in our church. Every sunday I attend the mass and after that I went to the grotto of Mama Mary and prayed. During the children of mary (COM) had a activity in church I join and participate.

When I was in grade ten my brother entered the seminary because of financial constraints. When my brother seminarian come home and he asked for his allowance to my mother. My mother have no money that day, so my mother do was borrowed the money of my auntie for the allowance of my brother. A few weeks my mother talked to me to stop studying because my father couldn’t work because he was older and he want rest. In evening I thought of what my mother said. In the morning I heard to my auntie my cousin had come home from Manila and he was looking for a cashier in his store. I thought of him I want to work for my family. In two days later my cousin said he want to work in his store. So I stop for one year because lack of financial. Until now I still working to my cousin store, as a working student because I want to finish my studies.

CRITIQUE MOVIE

This movie “Coach Carter” was from 2005 by Paramount pictures and it is directed by Thomas Carter. It was based on a true story, in which he was a head basketball coach of Richmond High School, California, Ken Carter made the headlines in 1999 for benching 15 players of his undefeated team due to a very bad academic performances. This action is known as the lockout, but this kind of action was very criticised by the Richmond High School, the players’ parents, the city, and media commentators. Ken Carter was maintained that his athletes must take their studies a seriously, so they could get an access to college and other opportunities later on thier life and the community opinions eventually was changed when they're started to see his reason, and after that he was praised for his determined emphasis on prioritising these good values for his players.

As much dismayed by the poor attitudes of his players as well as their have a very bad performances on the court, Carter sets about to changed both. He was an immediately imposes a strict regime typified in written contracts that he was included stipulations for respectful behavior, a dress code and good grades as requisites to being allowed to participated. These initial resistance from the boys is a soonest dispelled as the team under Carter’s tutelage becomes a undefeated competitor in the games. However, when the overconfident team’s behavior begins to stray and Carter learns that too many of players are doing poorly in their class, he was takes immediate in action. Carter was cancels all the team activities and he was locked the court until the team shows acceptable academics improvements. Carter was fights to keeping his methods, to determined to show the boys that they're need to rely on more than sports for their futures.

You should not only see this kind movie because of the basketball, that is just a bonus you get, but you should see this film if you like to see this films about people who make a differences. Ken Carter was makes a difference to some of a poor players without hope in their lifes. The team was starts out whit no hope or dream about getting in to college and the team was got no unity. All these things was plus many more are Ken Carter trying to change. So if you like to see youngsters with a poor life getting a new chance in life, you should differently see this movie. This movie was could sound kind of boring, but its actually not. This movie has a many lot of moving moments and inspirational speeches and scenes. It's not only moving moments, there are also an action in it, on the basketball court, but also in their life.

FACIAL RECOGNITION

MY SORROW ACCOMPLICE

Joshua Oliveros. He is my cousin, he is loving, kind, helpful, hardworking, considerate and above all godly. I remember him whenever I was sad because he was always the first to approach me when I had a problem. He was my friend because when I was sad and when I had a problem, he first approached me so what he was doing to me was going to make me happy until my problems disappeared. He was a simple man and preferred simplicity and above all, from his clothes, food, etc. His simplicity.

He does not like things that are complicated or confusing. He was honest. He always maintained her family's trust in his and the people connected with him. He is an emotional person and sometimes he thinks too much about the little things in his life or the lives of his loved one. He doesn't talk very much unless there is something special to one or close to him. He is a pragmatic person, and he believes in right actions. He is a philosophical man and sometimes he wants to counsel people when they do something wrong. He loves to travel to new places, and feel different cultures. He is a family man. Family was the most important part of his life, and it came Foremost. His favorite shows are movies and TV series. She wants to hang out with her friends. He was a positive person, but he looked on both sides positively and negatively because you never knew what was coming.

REFLECTIVE ESSAY

MY SENIOR HIGH SCHOOL JOURNEY

As a Senior High student, it wasn't easy for me. Lots of trials came, there was the right to give up because I was struggling. Because of this I am content with myself, I fight for the beauty of my future. And giving up on this I never did, I continued my life as a student, even though it was very difficult for me to make and succeed. Since I surrender I know I have no purpose in life.

Now that I am a Senior High, I hope my family can finish school and someday find a good job as I relive the hardships and perseverance of my family's experience knowing that I can only afford to spend time with them. What a great day to go to school. Life indeed is not that easy. The moment we get out and face the real world, we need to be strong and determined to be able to survive. There would be a lot of challenges that we never get to understand yet until we get to experience it ourselves. So, I am really grateful enough that I was able to gain all the knowledge and strength during my senior year and finally decided the path that I want to take in college.

TESTIMONIO

CHANCE TO CHANGE

A lot of people change, chill, on and off in worship, sometimes we can't avoid that, because we're just human, we make mistakes, we're not all perfect, like me, I'm Florence Oliveros actually I'm not active in the church. this is about my faith in lord, I know I am superficial because I just barely managed to keep up with god, so yeah, as a youth I can't avoid being in love, hurt and broken heart, poor for me to go to church that time, because it was so heartbreaking for me to have an ex boyfriend who is my churchmate then my best friend who is still my rival. I also don't know why we broke up, maybe it's my fault because I have a bad attitude, every time I see them talking, together, laughing, when they're happy I'm sad, I can't explain how they feel, sometimes I just want to get away , so I don't see them that way, yes it hurts but I have just thinking about broken love life, you are going to dramatize that is wrong, and that should not be my prayer then, one time I decided not to go to church because I would see them, I would only feel sad, about a month ago I went crazy and didn't go to church, for no good reason I'm laughing right now, since they came to my house saying hello, asking why I didn't go to church, my answer was "Do not know" that came to my mind. I didn't explain it until they asked me in person, but it was a joke that I probably didn't care because I was jealous.

No choice, I miss the sermon because sometimes I see them, I don’t know the topic, sometimes I just pray, ask why I feel like this? So my younger sister Flordeliza explained that they were just friends and they were close to me, boy was just helping us get back together, and more explanation. So I was enlightened, there was even a cry, because they had missed me in serving GOD, and my music ministry seems to have neglected me, so I kept thinking about what they said if I stayed focus in a man who once loved me and lost me, I will lose to the LORD, for it is said that the LORD'S only love is changing and that I have forgotten, that there is still love for me and that they are many. So I asked if there was still a chance to change my perspective and return to my ministry, and their answer to every body needs a CHANCE TO CHANGE, and to give my ex back, actually I should give it to him. because I had a lot of bad thoughts about her so I did. I prayed that my anguish would be gone because of that past, all was well and thanks to the LORD, for I suspect that he had corrected me.

DEFINITION ESSAY

I am Flordeliza Claveria Oliveros and I am a person of many personalities, traits, and identities. Many ways, that I recognize myself, in fact, are the ways to bestow who I am. My Identity is just something I can fully give. My little brother, who is so kind to me is the only one who understands me every time I have a problem or not when I'm sad he wants me to be happy. My parents, will do everything for their children. I was humanities and social sciences because I wanted to be a teacher someday. I can say that I am a responsible person and a hard working student.

I have a friends because I like to communicate with other people and get to know new interesting individuals. I enjoying my time at school because it is really nice to study, with your friends and they ready to help you when you didn't know the assignment or project. I'm a enthusiastic person and I think this is a strong point of mine. My friend saying that I'm a very funny and a good friend. As soonest as I meet a new people who are happy to meet me, I feel comfortable with them. I believe that friendship is the most important values in our life. We can exchanged a new ideas, find a many interesting things about each other and a experience in a new things. I appreciated friendship and people who surround me.

To meet a new people who support all my efforts to grow up and develop my skills not only in the subjects but also in my hobbies gives me a lot of energy. Many of those friends who surround me now I meet a guy on the street while doing my hobby. I’m was inlove with photographer guy , so the thing I love doing so much became even more enjoying. I was decided to take beautiful pictures of accidental people and share these photos with them through Facebook. I feel the happiness inside seeing how they are happy to looking at the pictures where they are walking or sitting somewhere in the park. In this way, Monica became my best friend and we both believe that we meant to meet because she studies the same classes and we have similar life goals.

Self Obituary

Flordeliza Claveria Oliveros, was 19th year’s old. The seventh daughter of Ma. Cora C. Oliveros and Nelson B. Oliveros. She was born in Bongbongan Hamtic Antique. She started school when she was six year old. When she was in grade two she stopped studying for two months because she was took care of my sister daughter. In the morning her sister was brought on her in Bugasong Antique. After two months she go home to continue her studies. As she entered in their room she was ashamed because she had not been to school for so long. After her class, her teacher talked to her because of her absentism. She told him why she hadn’t been to school for so long. When she was in high school she, see the hard work of her parents for their needs in school. What she do after her class she helped to water the vegetables in their field, so her parents are taking up their needs for projects in school and etc.

When she was in grade eight her sister Corazon is a very sweet and kind, she would do anything for her. But her younger sister Cristine and her was fight like cat and dog. Sometimes when no one was around, Corazon would come up to her and she would bite her toes for no reason. She still love her sister but only because she is her sister. When she was in grade nine she was decided to joining as a part of children of mary (COM) in their church. Every sunday she was attend the mass and after that she went to the grotto of Mama Mary and prayed. During the children of mary (COM) had a activity in church she was joining and participating.

When she was in grade ten her brother was entered the seminary because of financial constraints. When her brother seminarian come home and he asked for his allowance to her mother. Her mother have no money that day, so her mother will do was borrowed the money of her auntie for the allowance of her brother. A few weeks her mother talked to her to stop studying because her father couldn’t work because he was older and he want rest. In evening she thought of what her mother said. In the morning she heard to her auntie, her cousin had come home from Manila and he was looking for a cashier in his store. She thought of him she want to work for her family. In two days later her cousin said he want to work in his store. So she was stop for one year because lack of financial. Until now she still working to her cousin store, as a working student because she want to finish my studies. She will become a teacher someday.

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Can you do a Harry Potter au where both Bellamy and Clarke independently discover the room of requirement and then all of a sudden start running into each other there and getting angry because this is supposed to be /my/ room and what do you mean I'm not using it right I can use it however I want to

Obviously, Bellamy is happy to be a prefect. It’s a huge honor, and he thinks he’s good at it. For all he knows he can be a little intimidating, he’s always been good with kids, and the younger students know that he’s someone they can trust, that they can come to for advice and help, when they need it.

It’s just that they think they need help a lot. Every time he’s in the Hufflepuff common room, he’s constantly besieged, being asked for homework help, to mediate disputes, what he’s reading, what he’s doing, if he wants to play chess, and even if he deals with them, it feels constant.

As problems to have go, it’s a good one, but sometimes he does just want time to himself.

The library is a little better, but he still thinks of it as more of a social space. It’s where he can do work with his friends from other houses, and he still has plenty of people coming up to ask him for help.

What he wants, by two months into his fifth year, is to just have a place where he can breathe. And, maybe, play video games. The ban on technology is still newly lifted, and even though Hufflepuff has the highest concentration of muggles and muggleborns, his Nintendo Switch is still something of a novelty.

He’s not looking for the Room of Requirement, when he finds it. He’s heard rumors about it, of course, but mostly as a place to hide things, not a place to hide people. But the door appears when he’s thinking how much he needs a break from everything, and he knows it wasn’t there before, so it must be a place for him to get away.

It’s clear, when he goes in, that he’s not the only one to use the room for this purpose. There are half-finished projects lying around, things that are less hidden and more private. There’s definitely some porn, which makes sense even if he has no interest in investigating it, and a bed, and a couch.

Most importantly for his purposes, it has a television and a place to plug his Switch in, so he flips the cushion on the couch, puts his feet up, and settles in for a few hours of real, honest-to-god privacy.

What a concept.

*

Going to the room becomes a part of his routine. He doesn’t do it often, both because he wants to be available for the kids who want to talk to him and because he doesn’t want to hog the space. The room seems pretty good about not appearing when people are in there and really need to be alone, or at least that’s his interpretation. There have been times when he passes by and the door refuses to appear, and once he monitored it after that and saw Gina and Raven leaving after, straightening their robes. But other times, he’s been in there and had other people come in, so apparently the room considers solitude to be his preference, not his need. And, to be fair, he’s never been upset about having the company. Miller and Monty came in once, clearly looking to hook up, but they were happy to play some games with him, and he left after to give them some alone time. And the other people he’s in there are mostly people he likes, ones who are looking for solitude of their own and don’t bother him.

After about a month, Clarke Griffin shows up, and that’s–different.

It’s not, precisely, that he dislikes Clarke. He learned early on that Slytherin was full of pureblooded bigots, but Miller is a Slytherin, and they made friends fast, so he was more wary of them than outright hostile. He and Clarke clashed in a fairly natural way, but it was a clash of personalities, not of ideals. They’re just the kind of people who liked to bicker, and they still like to bicker.

They’re not really good at being friendly, though.

Clarke takes a second to take him in. He’s on the couch with a bag of chocolate frogs, playing Breath of the Wild. It’s what he’s done basically every time he’s come in here, except sometimes he has different snacks.

“Really?” she finally asks.

“What?”

She flops down next to him on the couch, putting her feet up with a huff. “You need a special room to play video games?”

“I need a special room to get some alone time. The first years really want to tell me how to kill moblins, and they suck at it.”

“How are you supposed to kill moblins?”

“Wait until they’re asleep and rain death from above.” He glances at her, frowning. “What do you do in here?”

She bristles. “Why should I tell you?”

“Because if you don’t, you can’t do it. I don’t mind sharing, but I’m not leaving just so you can do some unidentified thing.”

“What if I want privacy?” she asks, in a pointed way, and he tries very hard to not think about Clarke coming in here for some alone time.

“I just got here, so give me an hour and then it’s all yours.”

She thinks it over, then says, “I’m working on a project.”

“That’s it?”

“All you’re doing is playing video games, is that supposed to be better?”

“Not better. I’m just surprised you’re being so sketchy about a project.”

She huffs. “It’s a Slytherin thing.”

“You’re not making this make any more sense.”

“Secret santa,” she finally says. “We’re doing a house secret santa and the point is half coming up with something that your giftee will like and half figuring out who got you and what the gift is. So I’m making mine somewhere there aren’t any Slytherins.”

“That’s actually kind of cute.”

“Way better than video games,” she teases, and he kicks her foot.

“Shut up.”

*

When he gets back from winter break, Bellamy actually finds himself rethinking his use of the room of requirement. In part, it’s that he assumes Clarke won’t be there, now that her project is done, and she’d become something of a perk, so if she’s gone, he’ll have a lot less fun. She was coming in at the same time he was every week, and they weren’t exactly hanging out, but it was close. She made fun of him for needing a place to hide from the Hufflepuffs and he threatened to tell the Slytherins what she was working on.

Fun, by their standards.

But he also has to admit it doesn’t really feel needed like it used to. The first and second years have settled in and made their own friends, so they’re coming to him less, and he could probably just stay in the common room.

He doesn’t want to, but he could.

This is, presumably, why he can’t get the door to appear, though. Because he doesn’t need a place to be alone right now, not really.

Honestly, what he needs is a place where he can hang out with Clarke, but—

The door, obediently, materializes in the wall, and when he opens it, Clarke is already there, sitting on the couch with her legs tucked under her.

He can’t help his grin. “Hey, how was your break?”

She moves her books so there’s room for him to put his stuff down. “Okay. How about yours?”

“Kind of awkward. My sister is really bitter that I got magic powers and she didn’t so every time I go home she’s angry at me for like a solid week. So I barely have time for her to get over before I’m coming back.”

“I guess that would be weird for muggle families.”

“I can’t decide if it’s would be worse if she was a squib. They’re probably both tough.”

“Is she your only sibling?”

“Yeah. What about you, any siblings?”

“No, just me.”

“But you’re halfblood, right?”

“Yeah. I think my parents wanted more kids, but it wasn’t in the cards.”

They chat about families, and it’s only when they’re getting ready to leave and he remembers how he got the room to open that he realizes he doesn’t know what she was doing.

“What did you need in here, anyway?”

“Oh, one of the first years is sick, I didn’t want to catch anything.”

He snorts. “I’m sure there are other places you can go to not get sick, Clarke.”

“I was here, the door appeared, so I must have needed it. QED.”

“QED,” he agrees. “So I’m not going to see you here next week?”

“Not unless I need it for something.”

“Cool. I guess we’ll find out.”

*

“Did you know technology still doesn’t work in the Slytherin common room?” she asks him next week, when he finally remembers to actually ask what she’s doing. They spent about an hour talking about movies, somehow. He’s still not sure how.

“So, let me get this straight—“

“Queer,” says Clarke.

“What?”

“You’re not straight, right? I’m not either. So we’re getting it queer.”

He laughs. “Okay, yeah, let me get this queer. You made fun of me for needing a special room to play video games, but here you are dicking around on your phone.”

“Your Switch works in your common room, you don’t need a special place for it.”

“Your phone works in the library.”

“So does your Switch. Where is it, by the way? Did you beat the game?”

“I can actually play in the common room now,” he says without thinking. “It’s quieted down.”

She nudges his shoulder. “So what are you doing here?”

The answer is, of course, looking for her, but he can’t say that. “Games are fine, but I still can’t really concentrate on homework in the common room, so–”

“So, you’re such a giant nerd that you come to the room of requirement to do homework.”

“The homework needs to get done, Clarke.”

She smirks over her shoulder. “But it didn’t.”

“And you barely looked at your phone.”

“Well, I didn’t have that much to do.” She bites the corner of her mouth. “But I’ll probably want to do the same thing next week, so–”

He nearly sags with the relief of it. “So I’ll see you then.”

*

By the third meeting, Bellamy’s sort of forgotten about the logistics of what I need a place to see Clarke might be. She’s usually there before him, and he figured that it wasn’t a big deal. Even if she wasn’t there, he could still have a place to meet her.

So when he goes over early because he actually wants to get some work done, he’s not expecting it to make any difference. She’ll show up when she shows up. No big deal.

Instead, when he opens the door, Clarke just kind of–appears, in her pajamas, looking confused and disoriented.

“Bellamy?”

“Hey,” he says, slow. “I, uh–came early.”

“What am I doing here?”

“I guess I needed you,” he offers, because he’s not sure what the fuck else to say. He spontaneously summoned her. There’s no other explanation.

To his relief, she laughs. “Wow, that’s actually really smooth. Seriously, what have you been coming here for?”

“I needed somewhere to spend time with you.”

“Really?”

“That’s how I get the door to show up, yeah.”

She bites her lip, grinning. “I just ask for somewhere to hook up.”

“And then you never use it.”

“I haven’t used it yet,” she corrects, tugging him in. “What were you doing here early?”

“Nothing this important,” he says, and kisses her.

*

Next week, they go to the room together, which Bellamy has to admit is a lot more efficient.

“So, is this an acceptable use of the room of requirement?” he teases, kissing her jaw. “Or do we need to play video games too?”

“This is all I’ve been wanting to do with the room of requirement for weeks,” she says. It’s not like they haven’t made out other places, but he’ll admit that he’s been looking forward to being here. It feels like their place. “But I wouldn’t mind playing video games after we hook up.”

“Perfect,” she says. “That sounds like exactly what I need.”

#flowerclarkes

[stay--satan]

I could say that I'm sorry but I can't even remember how it happened - JASON TODD X READER (PART I)

Hi 👋 can you do a the 17 prompt and can it be that Jason cheated on the reader(female)?

PROMPT LIST

17. “I guess you finally did it. I’m leaving you alone” PART II HERE

WARNING: ANGST AND CHEATING 

"You don't understand Y/N, I'll hurt you like I did to everyone else" "Jason, this entire sad boy attitude is only attracting to teenagers. Drop it."

Jason and Y/N were too much complicated and long to explain in full sentence we're gonna explain in phrases about their time together

- They met in a party that they both didn't wanna go. - They gave the first kiss that night, but only met again about a month later - She held him at gunpoint when he broke in her house while wearing his Red Hood costume - "I was shot" "Goddamnit then why did you came here and not a hospital? Just because I love you doesn't make me a skilled freelancer nurse!" - She googled how to stich my boyfriend's leg and he laughed while bleeding out on her floor. It was also the first time she said I love you. - They've been together for a year and half by this time, so yeah, it took them some while. - A few weeks after this day, she noticed he started to push her away. Not showing up for their nights, not answering her calls, making up lame excuses and etc. - But hell, he didn't expect to her to come to Bruce's place with angry eyes. Now they were arguing over this.

"Look" she said already tired of that argument "I know who I am with, don't you think I've done my research? How do you think I knew you were here?" he let out a sigh "I could kicked you out after that night, but I didn't. What changes now that I know?" "Everything. I... Look at my life, Y/N! I'm a late 20's man who can't have a relationship for more than a year before start to fuck up. I'll fuck you up, and for the first time I feel like you don't deserve this" "You don't get the right to decide this by yourself, Todd!" y/n hit your fists in the table already annoyed "You're the first man that I've loved. I'm not leaving you because you had trust issues in the past" "It's more than that..." "Well, breaking news Todd, YOU'RE NOT THE ONLY PERSON IN THE WORLD TO HAVE PROBLEMS. So whatever is yours, get over it." He senses the angry in the tone and decide to keep quiet.

"I'm sorry" Jason show up by her window after a day "I know I keep hitting in the same key, but you don't understand for real" "You keep saying that, but did you ever bother to explain?" And beside his huge fear over this, he did. They both sat for hours as he tells her about Robin, the Joker, the pit, the lost days, his family and everything. "Okay that seems to be a little more to process" she exhale deeply. Jason wide his eyes scared starring at her and she bursts out laughing "I'm so sorry, but that sounds like the saddest thing Bjork ever writted" she says between laughs and Jason started laugh loudly.

He tries to push her away again a few times after that day, but she always ended up at his door with angry fists. Really, she tried to punch him the other day screaming 'Wake the Fuck UP, Todd". And after a huge year, he takes her advice and get over. He lets himself for the first time to sink in a relationship that could lead to somewhere. They have fancy dinners, family reunions, he introduce to her his family (though he's really stressed out over this), invite his friends over her place (since he couldn't leave but you loved it), surprise gifts and stuff.

"Babe, could you grab my towel?" he screams over the bathroom. She didn't respond "Babe?" he steps out walking over her bedroom "Yeah, I think I'm available at night." She's over her phone, he couldn't help to just stand over her door and listen "Yeah sure, he'll not be in here I guess" He helds his breath arching his brow. What's she talking about? He doesn't have much time to think about because now she's yelling to him how wet the floor is. But that doesn't let him get over the hammer hitting in his head over that phone call. For almost every night he left for patrol, he ended up in the top of the building in front of her house looking if there wasn't something strange. Then the dates and coming over started to being delayed, she changed her hair he notices but doesn't say anything. Whenever she fell asleep, he started to look over the house something that could give away but nothing. He couldn't be that paranoid, could he? I mean, the phone calls didn't stop neither but all he could see through the days was more and more random papers over her desk with a lot of phone numbers. For a second he thought about calling one of them, but he knew her better that she would find out and kill him a second later. So he takes a break during the day and follow her car, as this was the normal thing to do. She goes first to her favorite bakery buy the usual donuts and goes straight to her work. He waits until 30 minutes later to get in the building. Fixing his hair, he makes his way though the reception grinning to the secretary. He leans down and tries to compliment her to get informations "So... Audrey?" Jason reads her tag getting back to that smile "Are you sure you can't tell me a few informations. I'm just trying to be a good friend for my pal's girlfriend" "No, Mr Grayson" she giggles letting out a blush. He wasn't that stupid to give his own name "I'm not allowed to tell you infos about our employees" "Oh c'mon Audrey, live a little" he brushs his hands over hers making her face extra red. Jason felt horrible, but it was the only way out of this "Just tell me, has Y/N L/N been talking to anyone lately?" She lets out a dramatic sigh finally spitting up "Well, I've see she has hanging out a lot with Mr Gale from 12th floor. He's kinda like her boss, I saw her leaving to the garage with him last week..." His face drops. So he was right this entire time. "... around eight. So if you're interest..." he hears her voice after processing. He just say goodbye thanking her while leading his way back to his bike.

The next seven hours felted like seven days. Jason Todd has been cheated. Of course that would happen to him, why not? Ugh, now he had to pick up his stuff at her place and go over that entire drama. But that wouldn't be his problem tonight. Picking up his jacket, he goes over that bar that he clicks into his head out of nowhere. Walking in he goest staight to the bend asking for the next 4 shots of whisky. If he couldn't handle the truth, he would drink it. "I honestly thought you wouldn't come" he hears the whiny voice coming from behind. So that's how he remembered the bar. Audrey puts her hand over his shoulder. Jason takes another shot before glancing her eyes. "You know, your pal's girlfriend I think she's finally coming clean to him tonight" frowing his brows angrily "She left early today saying that she had this huge thing to deal with her boyfriend" "Well, I guess now it's their problem" he smirks as she leaned closer.

Jason cursed himself for coming to Y/N that night, but he couldn't help the angry taking over him. Maybe if he was lucky he would catch them on act and he could prove his point. He was to drunk to care, it was 2 fucking am. Stumbling over his feet, he makes the way over the door picking up his spare key for the last time. He takes a deep breath thinking about everything he would scream to her about it and opens the door. But not in his most paranoic dreams he thought about the scene that follows.

The entire room was in flowers and candles, but not in a cheesy way, it was remarkble. Walking on a bit a wild Y/N jumps in front of him with the wildest smile "Took you long enough, hi!" she smiles and his eyes open as this was the scariest shit he had witnessed. She had a 'I'm Sorry" ballon and puts in his hand "So, I know I've been missing out lately but I didn't want to tell you before I had everything under control but..." She picks up a bottle of champagne with that huge smile still "I'm a big boss now!" she laughs over jumping in joy. Jason, still standing behind the close door, roll his eyes letting the balloon out in the air "Are you fucking kidding me?" Her smiles disappear and her entire excitment goes away "You can drop the shitty act, I know everything" he says stumbling over the words "Are you drunk?" Y/N says worried coming closer to him but he goes to the opposite direction from her "Jay, something happened?" "Yeah, it did. You fucking liar, I knew it would end this way" he points at her angrily "You blow your way up then, uh? How many?" She couldn't believe in his words, swalling the cry that was about to come out she whispers "What are you saying, Jason?" "You and that fucking piece of shit cheating on me." her eyes widened in surprise "Don't do this, I know I fucking knew it" "What the fucking are you talking about and you better have some good explanation" "Oh so now we're going to facts?" he says sarcastly walking in circles in the room "We start with the phone calls, and then the 'I'm sorry I'm late' or 'I won't make it in time' and then walking with your pimp to the garag-OUTCH" he screams holding his nose over the huge punch Y/N gave him. "HOW DARE YOU, AND HOW DO YOU EVEN KNOW ABOUT THAT?" "I WENT TO YOUR JOB AND ASKED AUDREY, EVERYBODY KNEW EXCEPT FOR ME" She was so angry that she could feel every nerve of her body moving around her "Are you shitting me, Todd? He has PTSD over the accident he had years ago!" she screams her lungs out "I have been walking with him to his car over the last 4 years and he has been thinking of retiring, so I've been working like hell so he could offer me his spot." she goes over by the desk where he once saw full of papers. She picks up throwing in his face "This? These are the clients I've been talking so I could get a good reference." "wHAT ABOUT THAT CALL 'HE'LL NOT BE HERE AT NIGHT" "IT WAS ABOUT TONIGHT YOUR ASSHOLE AND I WAS TALKING TO JADE TO HELP ME PUT THIS" and suddenly, everything makes sense. If he only had asked her early. His faces drop realising the mess he made, sitting on the floor he puts his hands over his face "Jay, I know it seemed really suspicious, but you could asked me first" She says more softly walking to him "I know you have trust issues, I should be more open to that" Jason starts to cry when she puts her hand in his hair "I'm sorry about punching you, I'll go get some ice" He start to sobs louder and shake "Babe c'mon, it's okay. It was just a fight okay? We're okay" he shakes his head negatively "No, we're not" he says between the sobs "We're not" Y/N lifts his face so he could stare at her. "I fucked the secretary over the bar's bathroom" Y/N let's her face drops in shock looking for words to say "I could say that I'm sorry but I can't even remember how it happened" She just kneels putting her hands over her face and looks for air so she could speak "Ho-How could you do this?" her whisper in a voice he knew it was disapointment "You-you could have talk to me Jason, you could just..." "I know, I fucking know" he screams holding his head still "Y/N, I'm impulsive. I followed you the entire day, I had been spying this house every single night making theories, I'm so sorry" he couldn't even face her, by only hearing her heavy breathing and shaken voice "Well, Todd..." her voice comes out softly again as she stand up "You were right. You're problematic... And congrats, you did it. I'm finally leaving you alone" He stands up way to fast, Jason never felted more desperate "Y/N please please" "GET OUT, JASON" she points to the door. This was it, there was nothing he could do. He was too dirty to talk to her, with Audrey's lipstick still in his body he was too dirty to stand up and saying anything. So he just left the house and heard the huge scream the girl gave bursting out in tears. Jason Todd did it again.

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