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elaine-abroad · 9 months

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Volume 4

Week 3

This past week has been the slowest and least exciting week so far. There have been many ups and downs. Some days have been fun and others have made me kind of want to go home. It also rained the entire week which made going out a lot more inconvenient and annoying.

To start off the week, Grace and I went out to a cafe. There was a girl who sat near us in our painting class who recommended going to this specific cafe because it was a Harry Potter themed one and after hearing that, we really wanted to go. Overall, it was a little underwhelming. I don’t think it registered that it was a cafe and not an actual Harry Potter attraction. You had to buy a drink to enter and the floors we could go to were just seating spaces that had a Hogwarts vibe.

It was still cool though. I got the “jelly smoothie” which tasted like bubblegum and had some candy on top. Grace’s matcha drink looked a lot more related to the theme and even had a chocolate Sorting Hat on top.

Because it was raining, we wanted to find other indoor places to go to. Unfortunately all the nearby shopping centers were either not what we were looking for or one that we had already gone to. To continue with the cafe theme though, we wanted to go to another animal one. There was a sheep cafe relatively near so we headed to that.

The sheep weren’t actually in the cafe area for reasonable reasons. We weren’t really looking for more sweets at that time and wanted to get some real food so we ended up leaving. I had to get some close ups of the sheep before we left though.

We went to a small place that had noodles. It was similar to that one katsu curry place we went to previously where you order on a kiosk and pick a spot along the counter to sit at.

We went back after because it was raining so hard. It cleared up later so Bianca and I went to this burger place called Mom’s Touch for dinner.

My order here was similar to what I got at Lotteria only the patty was replaced by a slab of fried chicken. It was pretty good but a little saucier than I would have liked. Anyways, that was the end of my weekend.

The start of this school week was dreaded. On Monday, I had my traditional painting midterm as well as my visual journal project presentation. I have a lot of frustration for this painting class and this midterm session only added to that.

Basically, we were given the choice to paint either the orchid or the chrysanthemum, or both, on a folding fan that we’d purchased. It could be literally anything, any composition, but it could only be using those two plants. I for some reason just couldn’t get the orchid down and was somehow painting the chrysanthemum better so I decided I was going to paint only chrysanthemums. We were given some time to practice and I felt good. My practice chrysanthemums were looking really nice and I was semi confident in myself. I even tried practicing the orchid because I had the chrysanthemum down.

I definitely think I could’ve done better in the midterm, but it’s really not as easy as it looks. The folding fan is not a flat surface as the paper is obviously very folded. The paper is a lot thicker and of a different texture than our practice paper, meaning it can hold different amounts of water before bleeding. The practice paper bleeds really easily so I adjusted, but when I tried to apply that to the fan, it was too little water and ultimately too dry.

I hated how the chrysanthemums were turning out on the fan so I put in an orchid. It also didn’t register that I could’ve created a visually interesting composition, but I kind of just threw multiple flowers together.

Now, that wasn’t even the worst of it. After we finished painting, my teacher gave each of us 10 sticky notes and told us to go around, look at everyone’s work, and put our sticky notes on our favorites. I thought this was messed up and humiliating because someone with a “meh” fan could have 20 votes because of their friends while someone else could have a better fan but only 5 votes. Some designs were definitely better than others and vice versa, but I didn’t like it. I felt like it was a public display of who had a “better/worse” fan, but art is subjective.

It didn’t really help that I got a whopping 4 notes (3 being from my own friends). I mean I wasn’t super happy with my work, but I think it deserved more votes than it got. My teacher said we had to upload a pic with the number of votes we got to the portal. I didn’t want the grade to be based on the number of votes because I’m pretty sure mine was one of the least favorites so I snuck in 3 pity votes from myself. It’s a little pathetic, but I was a little scared.

For my visual journal class, we were supposed to come up with a picture book story, create characters, and draw out a couple scenes. Some of the presentations were really impressive so I felt a little insecure about my work. Fortunately people liked my story idea so I felt a lot better. I won’t say much, but my story is about the little people behind traffic lights because I used to think people actually manually controlled the lights when I was younger. Here are my characters:

The next day we were finally introduced to colors in our painting class and had to paint flowers. It was hard to say the least. I can paint multicolored flowers with watercolors fine, but this was getting on my nerves.

To add to our list of visual journal field trips, we went to the National Museum of Korea where we were given an hour-long tour. My favorite part was the video that played on all the walls in the room.

My week kind of went downhill from there. Tuesday night was when I started feeling weird and then I woke up on Wednesday with a cold. Wednesday and Thursday were the worst days of my trip and I blame it on the weather/air. My friend Bianca thinks I got Covid from the club. Grace got sick after me and Bianca was fine so that kind of proved her wrong.

I left my room Thursday evening to get some food with Bianca. We revisited the pho restaurant and it made me feel a lot better.

I was trying my best to recover for the Friday field trip to Everland, an amusement park. I was looking forward to this trip for a while now so I definitely didn’t want to miss it. Unfortunately it was raining and the school emailed us saying that they weren’t going to cancel or postpone it. We suited up with cheap raincoats and umbrellas, and headed out.

The start of this trip was just another example of how unorganized this program is. We had an intern named Kyle leading us this time and he got us to the entrance at about 9:40 am. When the park opened at 10, we started going in before the staff stopped us.

Apparently, the school never bought us our tickets and didn’t tell Kyle either so he thought we were good to go when actually we weren’t. He had to go and buy 50 tickets. He would’ve probably known to buy tickets if he had all the money we paid, but if he didn’t know then I wonder if they had given him money to buy them. They better have paid him back if he had to use his own money. I felt bad for him but some people said how they didn’t and showed their annoyance.

There were literally no rides open because of the rain. We went on one roller coaster without our raincoats and came out pretty wet. After looking at the map, I saw that there were only three actual roller coasters which is disappointing because I thought it would match Great America. We found out there was a zoo attached to the park so we ended up spending most of our time there.

It was funny to see the animals hiding from the rain as well.

We went on a lot of safari rides where we saw many lions, tigers, and bears.

We even got to see a giraffe being fed up close!

We ended up doing a lot of indoor things like the 4d show, ghost shooting ride, and show with actors.

Everland was not as cool as my friend made it sound like. It was still fun and I made some new friends out of it. I hung out with Deborah, this girl I met when I first checked in, and her roommate for the day, and then her other friends that night. We went out for dinner together and even got bingsu for dessert.

It was interesting to see what kind of non art/STAMPS students were in the program. I found out one person in our group was from Uzbekistan and another was from Turkey but pursuing her PhD in Hong Kong.

They wanted to go to a karaoke place and we ended up staying there for over an hour. It was pretty fun, especially since we picked kpop songs with English and only sang the English.

To start off the weekend, Grace and I took a trip to the Myeongdong district. I liked the atmosphere because it was absolutely filled with street food vendors. There were also more foreigners than Hongdae which surprised me. We ended up leaving but vowing to come back for the vendors as they only accepted cash.

Later that evening we brought Bianca along and went to the Korean stew place from before. It was very good again.

Like I said, this week was a little lamer than I wanted it to be. The weather sucked and I got sick, but at least it ended better than it started. It feels weird that three whole weeks are gone and I only have one more week left. I know it will be bittersweet to leave, but I do want to go home.

-Elaine

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howdoyousleep3 · 2 years

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No self care story, but something for the new Mama:

What the Daddies would bring you after you brought life into the world--

Steve--A massive basket full of blankets from your shared bed, delicious foods he made specifically for your delicate tummy, a pile of new books that he'll be reading to you every night, and three new SD cards for his camera as he fills each and every one with pictures of you and the babies.

James--Enough flowers to block the windows, a state-of-the-art heated massage pad for your hips and lower back, the sweetest smelling bath products so he can help bathe you every night and help you feel human again, and --secretly, out of sight of the nurses--the smallest coffee brewer on the planet, so you can have all the *decaf* coffee you want, whenever you want.

Andy-- the biggest and softest teddy bear he could find in the gift shop, warm socks and a pile of his sweaters, bag after bag of matching baby clothes for both of you to go through together, teary eyed and laughing.

3DW Steve: Every single item with 'World's Best Mom' or '#1 Mommy' on it. Hats, mugs, shirts, baby onesies...everything. New items every day, handed over with kisses and praise. Only under questioning will he admit to also getting all the matching 'Best Dad' stuff as well. He'd been wearing 'Awesome Dad' socks since the birth.

Alpha Steve--He can't even focus enough to bring you anything you don't specifically ask for, and even then, he has to be shoved out of the room. All he wants is to be wrapped around you completely, taking in all the changing scents and feelings that come with being a life-giver. He growls at the nurses and doctors, every single time, and constantly falls asleep with the babies in his arms.

What the boys and babies would bring you after you brought life into the world--

Bucky--Billions of balloons of every conceivable color, covering the ceiling and making the lights dance multicolor, a white noise machine to cover all the beeps and blips of the hospital room, and a diffusing humidifier to fill the room with soft scents and gentle warmth.

Bunny Buck--Egyptian cotton sheets, soft woolen towels, Sherpa slippers, and nauseatingly expensive body lotion. You deserve to be soft and warm and protected.

Smol Steve--Sketch after sketch after sketch of you and the babies, candid moments of feedings, skin time, falling asleep, baths...every instance captured forever outside of memory, with the loving touch that can never be found through a camera lens.

Stevie Baby--Enabler of guilty pleasures and distracter of nurses, he brings you burgers and fries, milkshakes and chicken nuggets. The Switch console he slipped under your blankets was a nice touch as well.

Bucky Bear--Face masks, exfoliating scrubs, and a full mani-pedi setup just for you. Self care is best care, and you gotta feel your best to be the best for the babies. They gotta know that their Mama is the baddest bitch in town.

Happiest of Mother's Days, to our newly minted Mama K. You are already an amazing mother, and you will remain one for the rest of your life. You and your husband and your little girls are blessed to have each other.

#askK #my shadow tag #self care sunday #happy mothers day #oh my god #I got to the end of the daddies part of stopped because I was crying lol #shadooooooowww #🥹😭 this is so much in the best way possible it’s everything I wanted to read rn #i lub it I lub it I lub it #and I lub you

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nonamem9 · 1 year

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my most vivid dream as of recent (probably because i woke up earlier at 7 am then sleep again). February 10 , 2022 (Thursday)

its daytime, i was back in the white square house again, in my room (which is the center of the house), mom is a cunt so i wasted so much electricity by plugging unnecessary things. the speaker system is kinda weird with the volume as i adjust it. i got out of the house

i became a runaway child (because i dont like my mother) and my clothes are what i was wearing before i go back to sleep, im walking on this street and Ping Lacson was campaigning but his name is Kiko Pangiligan, i climb on this garden patch where the wall look like castle crenellations as i sang along with his campaign song for a short bit, then i am suddenly at this house.

im at this beige house that for some reason everyone (probably my previous classmates and neighbors) gathered around here, i walked back nd forth around the front porch where everyone is. there's this one guy talking about pc culture on youtube like its 2016-2017. i and 4 others try to sneak in this house, its just a kitchen and a cube in there. i walk away from this house

im at this street that lowkey reminded me of one of my neighborhoods while we're in poverty in Mandaluyong, Tubbo (at least 5'10 but probably 6'0) was there walking, i tried to high five him "Hey Tubbo!" (despite not watching him that much.) but i realized he was wearing a white Sony WH-1000XM3 headphones but they're smaller, he's having a phone call while looking at people. as i realized it i covered my mouth with my left hand eyes wide open, looking at my back looking at other people who saw it. the girl standing at my right is unimpressed. Tubbo didn't noticed the happening, and i continued walking.

Suddenly its night time and i'm at a bridge with my former male classmate from all over the years, one of them, let's call him Jay Dee, the main guy of this group, told us to go to the other side of the bridge (its a road yet no vehicle is using it.) and we ran.

this is how i run in the dream: (im wearing knee socks to cover my legs)

(M9 in Nov here saying that the run is more dramatic, video from the original feb drafts)

abut a bit more stiff and slower, yet i travel twice the distance compared to real life. i remember covering the glare of the lights using my left hand. we reached to the sidewalk and im one of the first 5 to made it. we decided to cross the road again and Jay Dee gives us a surprise, burgers, chicken and fries. i got it myself way too early instead of him distributing himself and apparently the burgers have this "certificate of authenticity" which is just a handwritten note from his mom made with a piece of paper that reads "Hi thank you for the [somethinig somthing here i forgot]! :)", which is taped on the burger wrap along with the brown sauce for the siopao. i do not know why is it there. this next section is gong to get weird.

its day time again (near noon ish) and im still holding my food in this public transit concourse/tourist attraction whatever and my mom is here again but even more of a dick, apparently we're gonna ride on a ferry but it looks like this on the side.

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its half as wide as a bus on the inside, absolutely ridiculous. I Never Watched Encanto but I distinctly remember a female member of the madrigal family (M9 in November here, its most likely Mirabel with glasses) is heavily involved and is trying to stop my mother. me and my sister are inside the "ferry" sitting on the left side holding her ipad with the purple case (its broken and trashed irl) and im witnessing this bullshit as the ""ferry"" moves. said encanto character complained about this section where it has no water. i got out of the """ferry""" and climb on these scaffoldings and i touch, no, played around these golden atari (M9 in Nov. here, its more like a hookah with no tube) lookin joysticks???? there' are several of them at this area, they move few metal rods. and turns out my mom was possessed by DICK GUMSHOE‽‽‽‽‽ (in a brown coat) according to a sci-fi high tech ass tablet held by said madrigal family member.

[terrible image of a map.]

i woke up at 9 am.

note from november: golden circles are the joysticks, long yellow lines are the gates that are affected by it which are connected in sync with the other joysticks in varying ways like some sort of puzzle

#dreams #politics #filipino politics #election campaign #mcyt #tubbo #headphones

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weirdlizard26 · 2 years

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Favorite Comfort Things

THANK U @lychee-aes for the tag!!!!! ily bro :-)

Comfort Food: mcdonalds,,,,,, esp a burger + fries + milkshake combo! but really most mcdonalds stuff kasjfdf but also mom’s sorrel soup!!!!! and this other thing my mom makes that apparently. does not have an english translation kgjdfd its just pieces of chicken fillet fried in batter! i dont get to eat either of these very often tho which is sad ;w;

Comfort Clothes: a big thick and warm sweater with a full zipper,, thats where its at

Comfort Item: usually i only have one outside and its whatever backpack or bag i have with me! i cant wear those right now tho, but i do wear a fanny pack everywhere at home rn and it has become my new comfort item! makes me feel safe :-)

Comfort Character: the twinsies :-)

i mean its MOSTLY donnie akjngfdgd but leo is also there :-) but tbh any donnie from any tmnt iteration is also included here! rise donnie just means the most to me :-) he just like me fr

Comfort Song: the only individual single song i consider a comfort song is まっさら by kana-boon! but i mostly go for albums and playlists! my biggest hit is my mcr playlist akjnfg i always go straight to it when i am the MOST distressed! also the lightning thief, hadestown and spongebob musicals,,, my most beloved

Comfort Youtuber: oh absolutely brian david gilbert. cant forget my biannual dances moving rewatch! and also the entirety of bdg channel rewatch!

Comfort Videogame: hades :-))) i dreamed about it for a whole year and then my partner gifted it to me and i have NEVER looked back, ive never been actually obsessed with it but i always enjoy playing no matter what :-)

Comfort Film: i dont really watch movies bc it takes up all the spoons i have available and takes me the entire day kgdfjgfd but if i had to pick one you KNOW it would be rise of the tmnt (the movie)! i mean ive watched it at least 10 times before i had to seriously cram for my exams (which i am officially done with as of today btw!) and i will likely keep rewatching it once i recover my spoons

Comfort Show: rise of the tmnt!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! which im sure isnt a surprise to anyone akjgndfgd

Comfort Stim: ACTING OUT LINES FROM ROTMNT AND SINGING!!!!!!!! also spinning :D and touching some fabrics and surfaces but i cant remember any off the top of my head

Comfort Activity: singing :-) and most music-related activities! drawing too!!!

Comfort Book: sad to report i dont really read these days 😔 but this used to be this detective series from the kids’ section at the library i used to go to in middle school! i dont remember the name or anything about it but i was really into it as a kid akjngfd

THANK U FOR THE TAG AGAIN!!!!! i had a lot of fun doing this :D

imma tag @volt229 @mrblanchett @quee-r-code @pksuperred but ofc no pressure as always!!

#wl26 #@jay i know ollie already tagged u but u can consider this a double tag <3 as a treat #long post

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whateuniceats · 2 years

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Visited Mom’s Touch a few weeks back for lunch takeout and got their deluxe thigh burger with fries, but also a side order of their chicken poppers.

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hospitalterrorizer · 2 months

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diary143

2/4-5/2024

sunday - monday

monday is the last day off, so i feel like i need to make tomorrow count, or something. i can record tomorrow, actually, pretty exciting, idk if i will, though.

the internet being bad makes a lot of stuff hard, despite that, i've found a way to waste a lot of today, or not waste it, it was nice. i went out with my gf, just the two of us, we walked to get food, the food was good, this japanese restaurant, we just got these sandwiches/burgers (not w/ beef though , she got a shrimp burger thing, i got chicken), they were good, kind of insanely huge and we didn't have to east anything else today really. we also got milk tea. i never really like boba in mine, and my gf likes it but today didn't get any, cuz it'd upset her stomach too much. it was also nice and cloudy out today, we got some stuff from target.

i've just been kind of enjoying decompressing from all the physical stress today, of the past little bit. the moving and the job, very very hard on me, basically. but i didn't do nothing today, the walk wasn't bad but i did decide i had to scrub the floors, some, or at least a good chunk. it seems like maybe i just can't get this place clean for real. using an abrasive sponge, working in pretty small zones and soaking up what i scrub out and putting it in water immediately, nothing is working, heavy duty cleaner, nothing. it's getting better but it won't go away completely, these fake wood panels are way too porous and i think the laminate is fucked or something. i don't know what to do really, just keep trying, but it's probably basically futile.

i also kind of got some of my favorite socks dirty because i just thought, i'll try and start in the bathroom, but then i decided i needed to get more of the apartment, it was absentminded i was just focusing on cleaning, and they're dirty, these really long and nice american apparel socks my gf gave me, they were hers, she says they'll be fine when we get bleach on them and stuff, plus if that doesn't work, she says she will try and get her mom to get them drycleaned i guess. i tried to wash them. i'm pretty sad about this but it probably will be okay. even if the bleach doesn't work there's other stuff we can try, is i guess the point.

i just went and scrubbed them a little, gently, with detergent, something came out i think. i think i'm probably sort of crazy about this kind of thing but whatever, it makes me hopeful about the bleach, is what i'm thinking. anyway. the apartment. idk, it feels not sticky in the places i cleaned at least. so as long as nobody wears their shoes all over in here, we should be okay. or i guess me, since i'm the one that cares a lot, i'll be okay. i'll be okay no matter what i guess.

youtube

music to space out with. funny how this band sounds like some people trying to do xiu xiu a bit.

re: music rn, the problem song sounds really really really close, i need the right channel to be thicker sounding, but the tone is right, just needs more body for presence, left channel has something a little plastic in it, maybe the solution is lower the left channel by 1-2 db, and then raise the group they're both in by 1 db so they can both be equal + louder together, rather than graphically eqing? idk. putting these notes down for later, maybe, tomorrow i might just decide to work on the rest of the songs so this phase can be over with, and then i pick out the 'still a problem' songs, and get to work on them.

just did some listening to some tracks on the album, it's so weird how they sound when listened at low volumes, which makes me think i need to correct something but idk, it's also like, i use 2 different programs to listen back to music sometimes. vlc is weirdly quiet and ugly sounding, and mpv seems super clear and accurate. it's interesting, i did testing by uploading the current issue song to soundcloud privately and then testing if the upload sounds more like mpv or vlc, it sounds more like mpv, but it also gains a touch of clarity there or something. it has to do w/ the compression i suppose, that the site adds to music.

the same desire still stands, add more body to the right (make some shelving towards the end in the lows less aggressive? maybe just move it down out of the low mid range), and maybe cut around 1k in the left channel? and then i will drop it by 1-2db, raise the group by 1, that should be good on the guitars, snares need a tiny bit of punch, what do i do there, maybe just up the level? i'll try that tomorrow.

listening to holy molar at super low volume, they have a similar issue w/ how my stuff sounds at low volume, that record went to printing, so that's okay i suppose, it's not an issue, it's literally just got headroom, i think. i think the issue is, if anything, that my guitars don't really have headroom, but it's impossible for them to as far as i can tell, because of their nature as weird digital synths going thru weird digital distortion.

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i listened to a diff recording but it's a good song, the version on the 03 ep that's compiled onto this record.

anyway i am sooo sleepy, but i am looking forward to working on music tomorrow. tobeehonesttttttttt. i need to have my head together for that,

so,

byebye!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#Youtube

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oonajaeadira · 9 months

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Happy Sunday Adira! For your sentimental asks, 14, 24, 40!

Hello, my Lovely Jam. My Lucky Jellybean. My Luxurious Jalapeño. Having a good SundaySundaySunday???

I'm making chicken Kiev and tater tots. Because I can.

What’s your favorite food from what you grew up eating at home?

Oh ho! A loaded question because my mom has always been kind of a terrible cook!! She's gotten a little better over the years; mostly because of things I taught her. And I am really not a great cook. Actually, the reason I don't eat ham or pork that isn't processed is all her fault. The way she overcooked things...and what she roasted them with...the salt....the unrendered fat....the texture....*shiver* I remember spitting meats into napkins when my parents weren't looking and flushing them later.

ANYWAY. As a child, I loved Twinkies, Oscar Meyer hot dogs (sometimes cold, right out of the package), milk with Quik chocolate powder in it, and pizza burgers. Pizza burgers is something my mom made up to use up stuff in the kitchen. It's basically toasted burger buns, spread with mustard and some kind of spam mix and then baked until crispy.

DISCLAIMER: All of these things make me make the Pukeface™ 🤢 now and I wouldn't touch them with a festooned hazmat shield. Except the Quik, of which I have a big Costco container of on my kitchen counter because when I want something sweet but don't want to eat, it scratches that itch.

Let's see if you can spot it.

Is there any sort of folklore or mythological creature you were told about as a kid?

My parents are basic, so it was Santa and the Easter Bunny. I knew they weren't real very early on, but I also knew that the minute I didn't believe anymore, they would stop giving me presents in my stocking and basket. So that was more my con than theirs.

YouTube videos you genuinely enjoy watching.

I truly miss Glove and Boots. They were my favorites. I have a few witchy channels I'll pop by every now and then, but I don't really jive with the prescribed pagan thing, so I'm mostly just there for the tarot deck reviews. And when I'm sad, the fastest way to cheer me up is to play me anything shittyfluted (esp. Take On Me. Classic.).

I think my favorite channel is Arnold Mackey. He's just some old dude in his house doing lipsyncs into the camera. I mean, maybe "lip sync" is generous. More like just opening and closing his mouth. They're pretty awful, but you can tell he really enjoys the songs. He's recently switched over to just doing karoke in his easy chair and that's fun too. Am I laughing at him? Sure. Is it partially out of being stupidly endeared of him? Fuck yes. Is he my hero? 100% He reminds me of the old guy who used to come to my college karoke night and sing a tone-flat version of Madonna's "Crazy for You" and whom I adopted as my grandpa. This lovely, genuine human often supplies me with beautiful serotonin and he is an angel.

I found him when I was researching the old song "Isle of Beauty" for a show I was making. I think this is my favorite of his. Especially since it's one he sang himself and then lip syncs badly to a recording of his own self....singing terribly. I love it so so so much.

sentimental asks

#ask games

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infoglitch · 10 months

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Nexus: Ogre slayer. [1/1]

(hey remember that book I told you all about. Yeah it's here and here's the first page. Well technically the first three pages since this comes from the definitive edition of the book which is a way for me to fix the many spelling mistakes I had when I first wrote this plus also allows to add extra content. Because I'm fuckin stupid. anyway enjoy)

[season 1] "new beginnings"

We see a young boy standing in front of a woman. "Where are you going?" The boy asked. "I'll be visiting your uncle. I'll be back in two days. So make sure you and siblings don't bug your father when he's busy with work ok. There's enough food for you three." The woman said. She patted the boys head. "See you later Johnson" the woman said.

Ridge forest. 203X

We see a young blonde male standing in front of a grave wearing a black jacket with a red t-shirt underneath as well as wearing white jeans.

His eyes were a brilliant emerald green and he had a small smile as he knelt towards the grave.

"Hey mom it's... It's me, finally moved out after i turned 17" the male said as he looked at the bouquet of flowers in his hand some being roses and others being poppies.

He placed the bouquet down as he began to speak "it's been what....9 years?" He continued. "9 years without you. Things happened. bros become a dickhead, sis is god knows where and here I am talking.....to a god damn grave...." He spoke in slight Shakey voice.

"I'll be leaving for the big city, like you and I always dreamed" he continued. He then got up and headed to his motorbike and hopped on.

He revved up his bike and was off, he drove through an army of blackwood trees and then some bits of desert and then finally passed a sign saying 'now approaching highway City, NY'.

The male smiled as now he was approaching the one place where he could become the one thing he dreamed of.

After a few miles he started seeing more and more skyscrapers and eventually was riding over the asphalt roads, however though as he was driving his stomach started growling.

"Ugh great, of all the things I thought I didn't need to pack it had to be a lunch" he groaned but then smelled the aroma of cheese burgers, fry's, chicken, and all his other favorite foods.

He started following where the scent led him, to a blue and white building with a neon billboard saying "T'jo's bang shack" it was an odd name but he didn't care he needed to eat.

He parked his bike and enter the restaurant, when he entered the interior as his shoes touched a wooden floor, he saw iron walls as wooden tables were all about the place, god damn this place was fancy. Regardless the boy sat down at a small booth and started looking through his wallet as a waiter walked up to him.

"What may I get you mister? Uh what is your name sir" the waiter asked. "Oh it's Johnson, Johnson red!" The boy, Johnson said.

The waiter noded and took Johnsons order and went to the kitchen. As Johnson sat there he looked around at area and saw some people chatting and flirting with each other, the usual stuff ya see.

Then a boy entered who was probably 15, he looked around and then walked up to Johnson, "hey uh is this table taken?" He asked "well my seat is obviously taken but you can sit here" Johnson responded as he pointed to the other seat of the booth. The boy sat down, his hair messy and colored a nice chocolate brown, his eyes a similar chocolate brown, he wore a white jacket with gray shorts, aswell as wearing a green and mint checkered wrist band.

"So uh..... What's your name anyway?" The boy asked "it's Johnson and your name is?" Johnson responded. "Names Xander, xander oakgreen, I'm Abit of a chick magnet here." he spoke with confidence as he kicked up his feet. Johnson raised a eyebrow as he shoved Xanders feet off the table.

"Oh really?" Johnson asked, "yep, the lady's Loooooove me!" Xander continued, "then flirt with one" Johnson said clearly knowing he's about to have a laugh.

Xander just stared trying to compute, then nods and gets up and walks to a pink haired woman. "hello beautiful~" he said to the woman who appeared in her 20s, she then seemingly groaned and turned "I'm lesbian freak" she said and she sprayed him with pepper spray, Xander started walking around backwards rubbing his eyes and Johnson just laughed.

"God damnit" xander said after that frowning, "well atleast she wasn't straight " Johnson said still chuckling, Xander just glared "I got sprayed in the eyes!" He said while he pointed his eyes which had tear stains below.

"Well regardless your a riot man. Friends?" Johnson said sticking out his hand Xander looked at and shook it. After that Johnson and xander got their orders and they started to chow down.

"So." Xander said while eating, Johnson raised his head and tilted it in confusion "what?" Johnson asked. "Considering how I've never seen your face before now I'm pretty sure you're new." Xander said.

Johnson noded "so?" He asked, "so what lead ya to come into the big city." Xander proposed the question

"Well it's uh...it's complecated" Johnson replied and Xander simply nodded and started sucking on his sodas straw as Johnson went back to eat his chicken sandwiches.

This was rather peaceful. If only she was here with him.

Then there was a loud ROAR as Xanders eyes widen before he shoots up as him and Johnson turn their heads to look out the window.

Through the window there was a giant boar looking beast but it's front hooves turned into hands similar to that of a primate and it's tusk were coated in this pink crystal , same for the end of it's tail which it held in its hand as if it was a mace.

"What the-" Johnson said before a woman shrieked "OGRE BEAST ATTACK" and everyone else except Xander and Johnson booked it out of the restaurant

"This shit again? Ugh I need a break from this job..." Xander groaned as he walk out the restaurant and Johnson was just confused as he immediately followed Xander. "Ok one what the fuck is going on?! two the fuck is that?!" Johnson asked Xander who started unsheathing a sword with a sabers guard but a katana's blade and it had black shine on the edge of the cutting side of the sword, the sheath however was green with a mint green thread teather.

"One I'm an ogre slayer and two that's a ogre Beast, once a animal turned into something like a ogre also I hunt ogre beasts if the name wasn't obvious" Xander explained completely calm.

"Now sit back, relax, and watch me give the ass kicking of a lifetime" he continued confidently as he walked towards the beast as it glared at him with its glowing pink eyes. Xander chuckled as he pointed at the beast with his sword. He seemed to map out a route that began at the beasts hand and then went to tail for some reason and finally stopped at the head.

Xander then smirks as he sheathed his sword. The beast the raised it's claw and slashed down using gravity as a booster, Xander then side stepped backwards and then leaped back as he avoided the beasts hand and he felt the air of the impact enter his lungs as his smirk turned into a wild grin.

"fang 1, navigation" xander said as he land on the hand and started Bolting up the beast arm as if the air he breathed in pushed all his strength into his legs.

The beast slammed it's other hand on its back trying to squash Xander, Xander then ran to its tail and then sprung off the tail and right on to the beasts head.

He took out his sword in the reverse grip and stabbed it into the beast head. As it roared in its fury it's face started to bloat and started to puke out blood, it spilled out of its mouth as it drown on the blood in its lungs.

Johnson just stood there amazed. He couldn't believe what he saw but it was fucking AWESOME.

Xander then removed the sword from the beasts head and stepped down. "Now then I probably have a lot of explaining to do" he said as Johnson nod profusely before Xander sighed, smiling Abit.

#nexus: ogre slayer #original story #johnson red #xander oakgreen

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bangtanintotheroom · 1 year

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What is ur fav food? Mine is shrimp pasta 🧍

Oof, I always have trouble sticking with just one, it depends on the mood. But if I had to narrow it down to three, it’d be:

1. Curry

2. Burgers

3. Chicken Alfredo

Shrimp pasta is the bomb! I can only eat it when I go out though, my mom can’t touch or eat shrimp 😮‍💨

#asks #m1sss1mp

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13 Horrible First Date Ideas

I get it; we all make bad decisions when we're stressed, and there are few things more stressful than going on a date. You want this person to like you, as well as think you're unique, cute, and creative. Don't let your imagination run as far as these date suggestions! 1. Cemetery

13 Horrible First Date Ideas Sure, it'll be nice and quiet, and no one will bother you. If you want to have a quiet date, go to the park. There's no need to scare your potential partner with thoughts of their unavoidable death. 2. Massage You may believe that a nice neck rub will relieve tension and allow you to see your date in less clothing, but lying silently while strangers touch you is not a comfortable first-date activity. Save it for when you're married and stressed all the time. 3. McDonalds

13 Horrible First Date Ideas Nobody wants to feel as if they're on a low-cost date. Throwing money around isn't the key to a long-lasting relationship, but even a smidgeon of "classy" and "fancy" is required to make a good first impression. You can get fries later, but don't make them the main attraction. 4. Club First dates are for getting to know each other in a casual setting. Even if you are friends and have a good relationship, the club is not the place to have conversations and play footsie. Dancing is fun, but why not try a salsa or jazz club instead? 5. Literally Anything that Involves Messy Food For the fifth date, skip the BBQ, pizza, burgers, chicken wings, and pasta in favor of something that can be eaten with a fork and knife without making a mess. Not only will this help you avoid embarrassing yourself, but it will also make your partner feel more at ease. 6. Competitive Sport

13 Horrible First Date Ideas Make your date feel as if they must compete with you. Nothing good can come from this. Best case scenario: you discover they are a hater. Worst case scenario, the date will begin with sports and end in the emergency department of your local hospital. 7. Meeting the Parents First dates are stressful enough without having to meet the mother. Your date's mother may be the life of the party, so keep it cool, friendly, and reserved. And, like, if the first date goes well, you can begin opening up to your "new mom". 8. Double-Date It is difficult to devote your entire attention to one person. It's difficult to strike up a conversation with someone you don't know. Consider tripling the amount of stress by introducing two more people into the mix! Your friends may be fun, but your date is here to spend time with you and only you. 9. The Wild You may have noticed that the key to a first date appears to be an intimate setting that allows you to focus on your date, talk to them, and spend quality time with them. The true key, however, is comfort, and a camping trip in the woods does not qualify. You'd be surprised how many people think this is a good idea, but believe me when I say it isn't. 10. Destination Date The first rule of first dates is to not put your date in a situation from which they cannot escape. Even if you want to ensure that they have to spend time with you, taking them to a location where they can't immediately leave will make your date uncomfortable. Even if it's a romantic dinner in Paris, no destination date beats the security of knowing you can leave and never see your date again if you lie about your cat being sick. 11. Your Favorite Dive Bar Drinks serve as a social lubricant. They facilitate genuine connections between people by breaking down barriers of shyness and inhibition and allowing conversations to flow smoothly. There is, however, a distinction to be made between going to a nice bar and going to your local dive bar where the music is bad, the floor is sticky, and the lighting is poor. 12. A Boat Ride You might think that not giving your date the option of a sly escape will guarantee a successful first date, but trust me don’t make them feel stranded on a boat. No amount of beautiful city skylines or Titanic references will help them feel more comfortable in this situation. 13. The Opera You know what I mean? This has the potential to be a good idea. It's elegant, you'll look great in it, and it's extremely romantic. However, consider whether your date is comfortable dressing up, whether they will feel comfortable in this type of environment, and whether they enjoy high-pitched singing in the first place. Read the full article

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soilthumb25 · 1 year

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About IHOP

The gracious White Gables community by Crescent Homes in Summerville provides surrounding southerly pleasures consisting of several fine Summerville dining establishments. Crescent Homes uses an widespread list of economical houses including three-bedroom, two-bedroom, three-bath homes, a four-bed, four-bath property, six-foot (5.9 m) or six-foot (1.5 m). The Latest Info Found Here featuring brand-new residences with famous environment is approximately three miles coming from historic Summerville, South Carolina. Now in its 25th anniversary, we yearned for a technique to stretch the past. With this job we are trying to carry record and brand-new experiences to this neighborhood.". — Chris Ries, Community Design Hanging in your gut: It's been a great adjustment since 2012. But that's not how this venture started. Locals of White Gables may relax at their preferred dining establishments within minutes from home. The brand-new function feature brand-new kitchens, shower rooms, laundry and laundry washing devices; a restaurant-like walk-in refrigerator; brand new devices; the food items court to be named after a popular black man; and the latest component: the "Avengers" bistro. As viewed in this brand new record, the new kitchen space and laundry are the first dining establishments in White Gables. Alex’s Restaurant A local area favorite since it opened up in 1972, Alex’s is a family-style bistro. It are going to take spot in the small room responsible for his moms and dads' bistro in North Bay, as properly as within a few kilometers of their home in the San Fernando Valley. Coming from lunch and dinner, the dining establishment's food selection is composed of sandwiches, salads, pizza, chick and fish, mixed greens, and even more. In enhancement, Alex is providing cost-free meals consisting of seafood and cheese. You’ll love their fresh Buttermilk Pancakes and they are additionally understood for morning meal specialties such as Baby Beef Liver, Thick Sliced Fried Bologna Sandwich, Pancakes along with Pecans, Flounder, and Hamburger Steak. Their well-known Lunch Specials include Hot Chicken Fried Lunch, a Chicken Chicken Fried Burger/Baked Sandwich, a Chicken Chicken with Peanut Butter and Garlic Burger and a Breakfast Burger along with Bacon, Cheddar Cheese and Tomatoes.

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evoanakin · 2 years

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Make me forget.. but remember it her for me:

She likes the moon, especially when its bright and big. She always once to be an astronaut.

If she can’t decide on anything, play rock papers scissors with her

She loves watching Dr. Dray on youtube and other skin care or anything in her interest for a long time to learn new things. She’ll research anything that puts interest on her or things she doesn’t know yet. If she sees something she likes, she’d look for it and find a way to look for it.

She loves tortang talong, ground beef with 80% lean with little of onion and more of the torta and egg. Sinigang na hipon with lots of tomato (don’t forget to smash it). Tinola with lots of ginger and bokchoy. No to pizza unless it margarita pizza or anything mushroom. She loves mushrooms on burger, burger steak, pasta etc. She only eats outer and mid part of a chicken. Never put cilantro on her food. She loves crabs it especially dungeons one. She drinks water after meals with lots of ice. French fries should be inside the bag and close it, she likes it a little saggy. She loves beef belly, mostly she likes beef and not pork. If its work, she likes the fat toasted. Never do double dips on dips. She likes her egg sunny side up and burnt in the bottom.

Too much heat causes her to panic, bring a fan for her cos she can faint. Day or night, her sunshade should be put. No food in the car only in the trunk. She likes a “new car smell”. Her favorite car is the GTR. When she gets home, she wipes her phone, bag, wallet, AirPods and her make up. No shoes inside the house. No outside clothes in the bed. When you use your pants in a dirty place, be mindful, don’t sit on the sofa just on the floor. She likes taking really hot showers, never cold even if its hot outside. She brushes her teeth no matter what, 3 times a day and always in circular motion. When she gets off the shower she put lotion when a little bit bet so that it sticks to her body more. Turn of the AC when she comes out. When its cold, she likes heater on her especially her feet. When on of her skin care falls, wash it and let it dry before putting it back. Anything that falls on the floor, wash it. Never touch her face or anything without washing your hands first. When shes laying in bed, never open the lights when she about to sleep, it wakes her up. Brightness should be low and no loud sounds. She likes sleeping with one pillow between her feet, in her side or to cover her head and one her actual head. She wears jogging pants and shirt/tanktop. She a light sleeper. When she snores, roll her or wake her up.

She likes cracking her body. Crack her back at night, every night. When she has headache, advil not tylenol. When she has stomachache or cramps, give her hot compress in her back cos it hurts the most. She gets panic attacks sometimes or anxiety, have a paper bag and she has her inhaler. Lets her do her breathing exercise to calm down. Never tell her to calm down or relax, but just hug her or give her a moment. When shes sick, give her ginger soup or ginger boiled in water with honey or ginger tea with 1tbps of honey. She bites her nails when she nervous or scared.

She loves Chester Bennington, her song to her mom is perfect. She cried when he died also with Avicii. Her crush are Chris Hemsworth and Erika Linder. She listen to different kinds of genre but mostly western music or hiphop. She loves Britney spears and a little bit of Mariah. She loves dancing hiphop music and sexy like when she could wear heels. She likes being the DJ on roadtrips or in a party.

Her favorite color is pink and purple/violet. But she likes gold and anything sparkling. Something boho style or vintage. Anything that looks girly, she likes it. Anything thats boyish, she likes it. She likes doing different colors or styles of make up she sees online. Not just that but also the hairstyles that she sees, she can do it. She doesn’t wear socks most of the time.

She likes the beach but can’t swim, bring her a floatty and never leave her alone in the water. Bring sunblock always and put again after 1-2hrs. She likes drinking in the beach and having snacks with beach towels and beach chairs. She doesn’t like walking especially when its far. Drop her off at the nearest entrance.

Her favorite flowers are peonies like blare. She loves gossip girl one of her favorite shows. Atypical and favorite movies is harry potter all of them.

She allergic to cinnamons

She needs wipes when shes taking a shit. Her shampoo and fem wash should be a cold one.

#imissher #iloveher #Gracell

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aiiaiiiyo · 3 years

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Mom's Touch Cajun Chicken and Burgers in Korea! Check this blog!

#darkrealm190 #foodporn #food #delicious #Mom's Touch Cajun Chicken and Burgers in Korea!

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koushisatori · 3 years

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if you can't believe in others, at least believe in us

kyoutani x gn!reader

genre: as ordered: a bit of angst w a touch of comfort

warnings: one (1) big jealous idiot, miscommunication

word count: 5.4k

note: this is smth an anon asked me to do (but like...nearly a year ago, I'm not sure if anon is still there or if they remember and my dumbass deleted the ask so I just beta-ed through whatever I had but I know they called me out on enjoying jealous characters so here we go) I'm sorry, mysterious anon, I'm stupid </3 Anyway, that's that. I don't remember if reader was supposed to be female or not so I made it gn!reader (but if I forgot to change something, pls tell me so I can fix any errors c: It's also my first attempt I apologize in advance)

In the beginning, you weren't sure why your boyfriend is ignoring you

You can't remember doing something that would annoy him, nor do you remember an instant of anger in his eyes that would give you a hint about his reasoning to stay away from you

He explained early on that sometimes he just needs a day of distance because Kentarou could feel the anger simmering right under the surface, enough that something small could tick him off already, and he would hate if you were on the receiving end of this unexplained fury

Both of you also made sure to promise each other to clearly communicate, the relationship between the two of you would not last long if you're not properly telling each other what might be bothering or hurting...just in general cross a boundary

Communication probably was one of the most important aspects of your relationship

cue to the actual situation: your boyfriend avoiding you

So, Monday evening you think maybe it's this overwhelming sensation of unexplained anger and that something at morning practice ticked him off completely

But then Tuesday comes and goes, and your boyfriend had avoided you all day long, did not even bother to read your messages,

on Wednesday, you try to talk to him, but all he does is glaring at you with a look that leaves you speechless and kind of heartbroken,

Thursday is the day you're replaying everything you did on Monday, trying to find something that he could have misunderstood, yet no matter how hard you think about it…your brain won't come up with a reason that explained why Kentarou was so upset with you!

So you decide to make him talk to you on Friday

Enough is enough, right? For gods' sake, he is your boyfriend! You miss him and his strong arms that give hugs so warm that you melt right into them

You don't get a second alone with him until school ends

you practically sprint out of the school building over to the gym, knowing that he had a free hour, which means that he is probably the first person there - your only chance

There he is, sitting with his back to you, aggressively chewing on a bun filled with chicken - his usual that reminded him of his favorite dish - glaring holes into the ground

After taking a deep breath to calm yourself, you carefully aks: ''Kentaro…Ken…?'', slowly stretching out your hand, wanting to rest it on his shoulder to maybe help to soothe him a bit

he flinches instead and his heated, agitated gaze meets your eyes, making you recoil in return

''…will you talk to me, I miss you…'' you say softly, realizing how it hurt being ignored by him

''Ah, suddenly you miss me…'' he spits, narrowing his eyes ''…didn't fucking seem like it the last time I saw you…''

''Kentaro, baby, I have no idea what you mean,'' you plead, keeping your voice low to hide the desperation lacing it, confusion written all over your features

all Kyoutani does is growl, hopping down from where he's sitting while shouldering his gym bag

''...shouldn't have been so flirty with Shittykawa like that then-'' he grumbles - ''Ken, I didn't-'' you insist, but he continues ''twirling your hair, batting your pretty eyelashes at him, fuck you Y/N, if you want him, then feel free to take a fucking leave" Kyoutani cusses, not even listening to you

You shake your head, ''Kentaro, no, you totally misunderstood the situation,'' you follow up, panic seeping into your voice now that you knew what he referred to, ''I love yo-''

''Tsk'', he moves to leave

you try to take his hand but, instead of turning around, Kyoutani just rips it away from you, tucking it into the pocket of his jacket

from behind you, you hear Yahaba and Oikawa approaching (talking about Volleyball and Captains duties)

once they guessed what must have happened, they offered you their help (they both swear that Kyoutani will never ever find a ''cute s/o as you are, y/n-chan, I'm worried for my little angry pomeranian kohai'' )

Usually, you would try to talk to him, but after enduring a week of radio silence and now this treatment, you were tired of upholding something that seemed like a lost cause

you just wave both setters off and leave the school grounds, a frown plastered onto your lips and tears swimming in your eyes

Kentarou had not listened to you, did not even really look at you, and the few seconds he did, his eyes were filled with rage instead of the warmth he had usually reserved for you (and only for you)

If your boyfriend thinks avoiding you for a week and blaming you for something ridiculous without hearing you out is how you handle a relationship…maybe you would have to consider not pursuing it any longer

Which is easier said than done

The whole night you wait for a message, anything, and then all Saturday morning

you still had hope left

You get one from Yahaba, who tells you that Oikawa tried to clear up the situation as well after the reason for your fight dawned on him (Kyoutanis piss poor mood and behavior towards him a strong indicator) but Kentaro, again, just ran off

The future team captain even called you after your lackluster answer, listening to you getting the frustration and sadness out of your system

It didn't matter, right? Your boyfriend decided to unofficially call it quits by implying that your feelings for him were not genuine instead of using his mouth to talk to you and disregarding everyone involved

as if he wanted to ignore the truth as a convenient excuse to get out of your relationship

that's the conclusion your brain came up with

You softly sniffle in the privacy of your room, clutching a pillow to your chest (which has seen more tears in the last two days than in the past three years), deciding that it would be a good idea to go into the city to treat yourself

knowing that your mother has a hair-dresser appointment somewhen today, you go and announce that you would join her to finally buy the latest season of your favorite series

once there, you additionally get microwave popcorn, chocolate, and ice cream, as well as a pretty shirt you saw on a mannequin while window shopping

you feel a lot better after spending some money and ignoring the lingering sadness of your presumable break up with Kyoutani (who you love ok, it is not that easy)

In between your stops, you meet Iwaizumi and Oikawa munching on fatty burgers (celebrating your cheat days like a holiday and indulging in whatever your heart desires, is what makes it easier to stick with healthier habits the rest of the time was the questionable explanation coming from the brown-haired setter, pointing at you with a soggy potato fry)

after a moment, the setters eyes turn sad, a frown replacing the smile on his lips

he wraps his fingers around your wrist to stop you from going just yet, apologizing for being the cause of your fight and for being unable to talk some sense into him

(you assure him that it is not his fault, knowing that your friend will probably brood over it otherwise, which wouldn't be fair)

Iwaizumi adds that Kyoutani will come around and that his cooldown time is just longer than those of other people (and if not, he will give him one of his famous volleyballs to the head and use his status as only truly respected senpai to talk some sense into him) but you again decline their suggestions

after saying goodbye (and seeing Iwaizumi give his best friend an assuring gentle pat on his shoulder, the secret softy in the usual harsh ace shining through)

If Kentaro was willing...able to throw away your relationship this easily, he can't possibly really love you, and you'd accept this even if it's hard and painful

Now remembered of what you had attempted to forget about, you feel your eyes sting with unshed tears (you thought there was no possibility of you having more tears to spill, yet the impossible seemed to be the case) you look down at your phone to text your mom and frown

Kentaro 🥰: we need to talk. Kentaro 🥰: meet me there [location]

For a second, you hesitate, biting your lower lip harshly…you really want to go and talk to him but…

The tears still sting in your eyes and blurring your view reminded you of what you had gone through the whole time, and that it was his turn to finally come to you

break up or makeup, the ball was in his court now

so while walking to where your mother would be waiting for you, you begin to type

You: No.

You: I waited for you all week, even though you ignored me, and now you expect me to run the moment you choose to stop being a childish idiot?

You: if you decide to speak to me then comqjdkn

Kentarou wouldn't say he feels particularly bad. Not at all! If someone was to ask him, he would probably answer fucking peachy, what the fuck are you asking for or growl angrily. No one would bat an eye and further question him, nor guess that maybe he wasn't as great as he pretended because he missed his gorgeous better half, but…it was his fault, wasn't it?

Of course, he originally thought he had a valid reason to be upset. And if he had just spoken to you about it, everything would be solved now. Instead of being a decent boyfriend, though, his pride overtook his thinking processes once he realized that his behavior wasn't even the slightest bit justified. Not that he knew this when he saw you speaking with Shittykawa right before school. All he could see was his gorgeous s/o shyly fiddling with her fingers, conversing with a leaned forward, very involved Oikawa Tooru. He would have fetched you away from the brown-haired setter. He had no qualms about showing his possessiveness. God, Kentarou wouldn't have hesitated to growl at the tall, brown-haired boy if not for the question he heard coming from the Captain.

''Y/N-chan, how is it that you, an adorable, charming individuum, is with a brute like Mad Dog-chan? I really-'' Well, that's where he decided to leave you with the setter. He didn't need to hear your answer. Didn't want to witness an excuse or maybe the truth. If both of you were so fucking smitten with each other to flirt this blatantly, why don't you just go and cheer for him, hold his hand, and kiss his cheek goodbye? It was his choice to distance himself.

Kyoutani couldn't help the feeling of betrayal and hurt washing over him. Maybe you just used him as a stepping stone to get closer with Oikawa, and Kyoutani has been too blind to see it. He never doubted you or your relationship before, but it's not a secret how eruptive Kyoutani could be. It has always been beyond his imagination how someone so cute and sweet like you could love a person like him. Your friends thought so. The teachers. The whole school! Everyone questioned your poor judgment. And when you came running up to him, you're cheery voice calling out for him, everyone present looked at you like you grew a second head. It's the reason why seeing you with Trashykawa ticked him off so bad. It catered to his biggest insecurities and fears. He knew that all those skeptics would be delighted to see you, everyone's darling, with the schools' star setter. They all would agree that the pretty, handsome young man is a better fit than the always hostile-looking troublemaker.

While Kyoutani didn't take Oikawa seriously in most cases, he undoubtedly was one of the most devoted people Kentarou had ever met. If Oikawa wanted to get a new serve right, he wouldn't stop trying and repeating it until his legs gave in, and Iwaizumi dragged him out of the gym. When he wanted to find more advanced players to practice with, so he could, in return, give this new knowledge to his team, there was no way he would not manage to make it happen. Even if his ideas, wishes, and plans cost him blood, sweat, and tears (like getting Kyoutani to actually train), Oikawa never backed down. Kentarou had heard that Oikawa's last girlfriend dumped him because of his passion for Volleyball. Yet Kyoutani couldn't help but think that, in you, the ambitious setter would have found someone that would be able to handle it. You usually came over to watch the team when you knew that Kyoutani was there to play. You sat on the stands with your homework in your lap and a Seijoh-coloured pencil wiggling between your fingers, not bothered by the noises coming from the court. You play with your earlobe while you frown at whatever problem you came across. You patiently wait for practice to finish. Kentarou was sure that you'd be someone Oikawa would actually try for. You weren't one of his squealing fangirls, hanging from his arm on every opportunity, but his friend. You didn't pester him to take selfies with you while pushing cute bentos into his hands. When you bring food to practice, then it's for the whole team to share. If he wanted you, Oikawa would probably have to win you over and make sure that you'd stay. Courting and all that jazz. In all seriousness, Shittykawa would be a fucking idiot if not.

The dyed-blond wing spiker had been so sure that he was rightfully mad that he didn't stop to think twice before he reacted this coldly towards you. But, and this made it even worse, Kentarou knew that he was wrong the moment you asked what happened after an entire week of enduring his silent treatment. The second he heard your shaky voice and saw the tears welling up in your eyes, his brain rebooted, and suddenly he wasn't so sure of his own reasoning. You two were together for about half a year. Kyoutani - by now - was confident in his ability to identify most of your expressions. All he could decipher in your eyes was pain, paired with a need to understand, but…if he was in the wrong…it would mean that he had hurt you the whole week, which in conclusion implied that Kentarou had been the world's shittiest boyfriend. Fuck, he thought, I don't deserve y/n.

His situation didn't get any better the moment Oikawa entered the gym. The person Kyoutani thought he had a real reason to despise now tried to mend the rift between the two of you.

''Mad Dog-chan, I think you misunderstood something there. Well, no, you decided to not listen-'' The taller male says, hands gesturing wildly. While his voice still had that annoyingly cheery tone, it had something commanding hidden underneath. And oh, how Kentarou hated when someone demanded something of him, even if it was for his own good. ''Don't want to hear it.'' the blond mutters, already aggravated. The brown-haired setter resolutely puts himself in the way again. ''Oh, but you have to! That morning, Y/N-chan literally declared her love for yo-'' - ''I don't fucking care.'' Kentarou barks, not looking Oikawa in the eyes.

After another fruitless attempt to get properly into the gym, he growls and turns to leave. Already on his way to grab his stuff and take a leave, he hears Oikawa yelling. ''You answered and justified why I asked Y/N-chan to begin with!" And then louder, even though he could make out Iwaizumi trying to wrestle his childhood friend back into the gym, "APOLOGIZE, YOU IDIOT! YOU BETTER GROVEL FOR Y/N'S FORGIVENESS! THEY DESERVE BETTER THAN THIS SHOW YOU'RE PUTTING ON, AND YOU KNOW IT!"

This happened on Friday evening, and the guilt was gnawing away on him ever since. On his way home, Kyoutani had automatically taken the detour to your house. Kentarou enjoyed bringing you home (and more often than not, you pulled him inside with you, making him cuddle you!). It makes him feel like a good boyfriend, and he knew that you arrived there safely. He would never tell anybody and deny it if you ever decided to share this, but Kentarou relished in the feeling of your hand holding his all the way while going on about your day. He admired that you'd pet every cat and every dog you meet on the trip home together with him. You were perfect for him…why again did he act like this?

What caused Kyoutani's attempt to apologize - in his usual overly blunt and partly aggressive kind of way - was Yahaba, though. Both boys denied being remotely something beyond 'not really enemies'. But his future team captain was definitely one of the very few people that could and would tell him to his face that he fucked up without real repercussions. He would presumably even help Kyoutani to get it together.

After Yahaba had called you and listened to your heartbreaking rant, the setter realized that you, his friend, and his 'not really enemy' needed to talk ut out. Totally immersed in your tirade, you accidentally let slip that you couldn't endure Kyoutani's treatment any longer. That being pushed over by your boyfriend with brash and hurtful words after handling the cold shoulder was too much. That you expected Kyoutani to break up with you on Monday either way. In-person, if he had mercy on you or continue his treatment as a silent method of doing so. While you told Yahaba about your planned ''get over it-self-care'' weekend (involving tons of ice cream, movies with crying guarantee, lots of blankets, and no smartphone), the setter had already put on his jacket, shooting a message to Kyoutani.

From Yahaba: get your stupid fucking ass outside to meet me, or I'll bench you the complete season next year

Even though the wing spiker was sure that Yahaba's words were nothing but empty words, Kentarou allowed himself to accept this threat as an excuse to put his pride aside. Because, even though Yahaba annoyed him to no end - not as bad as Oikawa but still - Kentarou was also aware that you and he were friends. If someone could help him gaining your forgiveness, Kyoutani had to accept and admit that it was Yahaba. Meeting his light brown-haired teammate was kind of awkward. Kyoutani was unsure what he had to expect, though he should have seen the rough treatment coming. Yet, getting told that you, the person Kentarou was undeniably in love with, felt so neglected and hurt that you deemed this relationship to be as good as over allowed the guilt monster in his chest to grow. Shitty Oikawa was probably right ordering him to grovel and beg on his knees for you to even hear him out.

Your answer to his message was partly unlike you. Well, the last sentence. You usually were pretty forward with him to avoid miscommunication and uncalled-for moping around. And while you sometimes send keyboard smashes to express the chaos you felt, they were always in a separate message and not so…random. The text definitely meant something like ''then come to me'' but somehow, Kyoutani had an uneasy feeling about the whole thing.

Besides, he couldn't just wait till Monday and hope that you'd accept his apology! You may send him away today already, but he still had a teeny-tiny bit of hope. If he let the thoughts of him leaving you or the other way around fester in your mind for two whole days, though,…you'd probably realize that leaving him wasn't that bad of a decision. You'd come to the conclusion that all your admirers could treat you better than Kyoutani did. And he was too selfish to let you leave. Even though all he did the whole week was being self-centered and stuck up, he would be damned to begin being a saint now and let you go. That you at least were willing to talk to him was…a relief, to say the least. Kentarou hoped that this translated to you being willing to put up with him a little longer if he apologized correctly. That you're not opposed to giving him another chance to make things right.

At your house, he was greeted with darkness. Not even a single light illuminating any of the rooms he could see from his spot on your front lawn. And the ones he saw were your and your mom's most-used rooms. Your room window, your mothers' workroom, and the living room area with an adjacent kitchen. All of those rather significant rooms and the lack of light in them seemed to be a dead giveaway for Kyoutani that no one was home. Kyoutani guessed that you were probably out with your mom, glancing over to the empty spot in front of the garage.

Oh god, your mother had been the only supportive person of your relationship. Maybe it's in your family to see the best in everyone, even in shitty people like him. But if you told her about his behavior, she'd most likely not welcome him with a smile ever again, no matter if you forgave him.

There weren't many things Kyoutani could do in this situation, but it wasn't as late as nature let it on, and after a few seconds, he had decided to sit down at the front door and wait for you, hoping that it wouldn't take too long for you to come home. As if fate wanted to tell him something, the wing spiker had put on the jacket with the half-full power bank. He had worn it to the shelter when he visited it this week while distracting himself from your absence in his daily life. You had gifted him the piece of clothing, which is probably why he unconsciously had decided to wear it to everything he did after school in the first place.

Kentarou passed the time by snarling at people eyeing him for a moment too long to not be judgmental, petting the neighbors' cat wandering over to him, and watching videos. Every time he thought ''Y/N would like this'', his heart stuttered guilty.

To Kentarou, it felt like an eternity until your mother's car finally drove up the entry. To avoid your mother's potentially deadly stare, he nervously checked his mobile, realizing that he had waited for a little more than 3 hours. Yet, the wait had done nothing to soothe his nerves. They instantly spiked up again while his heart threatened to jump out of his throat.

She will hate me. Your mother would hate me, she'll hate me, she'll ha-

''Ah, Ken-chan! Good evening.'' Your mother greets him with a tired, yet still gentle smile. Oh. The blond blanches. He'd never admit it, but he enjoyed the treatment he received from your mother more than he should. Being spoken to without suspicion and receiving a warm smile every time without fail was a welcome change to his daily life. Your mother didn't listen to people trying to bad-mouth him. To her, he simply was the boy that - normally - treats her child the way a mother wished for. Even if he pulled a face as long as a fiddle.

''I didn't know you were coming, Ken-chan, or I would have messaged you…but now that you're here, maybe you can assist us out and help Y/N inside? It would help a lot.'' His gaze immediately flitted over to you on the passenger seat. With your arms crossed in front of your chest and that stubborn but endearingly cute pout on your lips, he nearly missed the tiredness your body emitted. Kentarou wanted to rush over to your side immediately but was stopped by your mother again. ''I don't know what you two are fighting about…but please talk to each other. I don't want my baby to be this sad. Especially now, and…'' she rests a hand on his shoulder, her eyes kind and comforting ''…I also don't want to miss you here, alright?'' He stiffly nodded and watched your mother carrying in plastic bags filled with various medicine packages and food.

After coming back to his senses, Kyoutani finally stumbled over to your side, practically ripping open the car door. This new perspective revealed a plaster cast wrapping your whole left leg and a removable wrist brace on your right hand. ''Bab- Y/N…what the fuck…happened?'' His honey-brown eyes continued to wander over your injuries, and with every second, he found more. Scratches and scrapes, bandaids and bandages peeking out from underneath your clothes. ''I'm so sorry,'' he whispered, hanging his head low.

All your intentions to fight his helping hand and limp over to the door by yourself disintegrated into nothing. You never witnessed such a devastated, beaten expression on his face before. Instead, you settle for ''Will you help me?''. A question asked quietly to your fingers picking at a loose band-aid edge on your arm and pressing it back onto the irritated skin.

After you loosened your seatbelt, he waits for you to carefully place your arms around his neck. It is followed by Kyoutani lifting you out of the car so gently as if he was afraid you might break. This whole situation in itself already contradicting his brash appearance and usual behavior. It would give whiplash to all the people pretending to know him. But he was always caring in his own way when it came to you. It's why you loved him after all. Because you usually knew that he loved you, too.

For a few moments, the atmosphere between the two of you felt awkwardly tense, both of you unsure how to interact with each other. The mostly blonde wing spiker breathed out a sigh of relief when you fully leaned into his chest once he stood upright, resting your head against his shoulder. A bit of maneuvering through the front door eventually lead to Kyoutani passing through the hallway and taking you to your room, where he was gently lowering you down on the bed.

It was a now or never kind of situation. For the both of you. While Kentarou was trying to find out where to begin his apology, he took a few steps back in case you wanted space until everything was cleared up.

You unconsciously helped him making a decision by impulsively grasping onto his shirt the moment he started to withdraw, stopping him in his retreating movement. Kentarou saw your lower lips wobbling, teary eyes looking up at him pleadingly.

''Please stay,'' you say weakly, which is enough for him to throw the whole thinking process away and simply sit down next to you, intertwining both your hands. ''I'm staying. I'm not leaving. Not now nor this relationship if you still want...an ''us''. The wing spiker took a deep, shuttering breath. '' I'm sorry, Y/N…'' he finally manages to say, honey eyes locked onto your linked your hands. ''I have been fucking stupid all week. 've been a fucking terrible boyfriend, the worst to ever exist.''

As if to encourage him...to show your boyfriend that his apology was not for nothing, you shuffled around until the last bit of distance between the two of you was closed. You hum, acknowledging his words while leaning your head on his shoulder.

''I didn't think you're cheating or something, …'' Kyoutani immediately assures you. There was no way he would allow you to think that he would accuse you of something like this. ''I had no reason to be jealous, but I was insecure. Let it get the best of me. Despite our promise to communicate, I was sulking. 't was easier. I'll do whatever the fuck you want for you to not give up yet…'' he says, taking his time with every sentence.

With a sigh, you squeeze his hand. ''It will probably take a lot of cuddling and attention from you...'' you say thoughtfully ''...but I forgive you…if you promise to not do this again…'' you murmur, tilting your head upward to press a chaste kiss to his jaw. ''Otherwise, I'll accept Iwaizumi-san's offer to get your thinking process restarted.'' For a moment, your voice had its usual joking edge. But you knew talking out everything was necessary. ''But, in all honesty, 'Tarou....please, never do this again. I am honest. I will not endure this a second time. When you tell me that you need a day or two for yourself then that is totally fine. If you feel yourself giving into whatever insecurity, talk to me about it. I am sure there will be an explanation or a solution but don't leave me in the dark. Don't treat me like that. I love you. Only you and no one else. But the time love can withstand straight-up ignorance by your partner is limited.''

Slowly, your boyfriend nodded, squeezing your hand to tell you that he understood. You would probably cling to him for a while but were sure that he would survive the extra closeness. Not even half a second later, his head leans onto yours cautiously.

''…and try being nicer to Oikawa-san, Tarou, he hasn't done anything to you.'' You add humorously before small giggles started to erupt from your lips. ''Also...Baby…'' you start, being interrupted by choked-up hiccups and giggles. By using your nickname for him, you take away another persistent fear of his. What he does not miss, however, is how you wince in pain before you continue, ''…who helped you put this into words? I mean…I loved it, but…,'' You leave unsaid that words usually are not his strong fort.

Biting back a smile, he frowns, huffs, and puffs…, but the way you are looking up at him, eyes shining with relief and adoration, allows him to admit defeat. He sighs ''…it's how Yahaba said I should say it…'' It usually would be an odd enough statement to make you throw yourself all over him with laugher. As a slight replacement, you squeeze his hand a bit, still shaking with suppressed laughter. ''I promise…that I will talk to you. Can't promise the Shittykawa part.'' Another soft chuckle leaves your lips before you look up at him again. ''I hope you try nonetheless. You should not let Iwaizumi-san hear you calling Oikawa-san that, though, I don't think this would turn out well for you…so...maybe stop this at least.'' Kentarou rolls his eyes at you, but in the end, he nods.

You wait for another second to clearly distinguish the two topics before you continue. ''…Thank you…for coming and finally speaking with me instead of break-'' A hand on your lips muffles your words.

''Don't say these words. I'd never break up with you,'' Kentarou grumbles, a light, uncharacteristic light pink settling on his cheeks. You stick your tongue out, which leads to him taking his hand off of your face with a surprised noise, rather dumbfounded that you had licked his hand. It gives you the chance to lean up and finally press your lips against his. ''I'm not leaving you either,'' you murmur, feeling his lips twitch upwards slightly. You decide to leave the teasing for another day.

Moving back into your previous position was enough of a hassle to hiss in pain. It brought back Kyoutani's awareness of the second problem at hand. ''What did happen to you?'' Kyoutani asks in an attempt to tamper down the excited, happy beating of his heart.

''Oh, this...uh, when I answered your text, I got driven over by a dude on a bicycle,'' you casually drop. It was kind of entertaining to watch his expressions change at an unequaled pace while processing your words. In the end, it settled into something akin to passive-aggressive worry. The way he was immediately fretting over you while cursing and cussing out the bicycle dude was his own way of caring. As you watch him retrieving the food your mother bought, while mumbling about how you're a dumbass for not paying attention to your surroundings, how he'd come over every day until you could go to school again to bring and teach you the stuff you would miss and how he would fucking murder the bicycle idiot if he ever finds out who dared to drive you over, you can't help the smile forming on your lips.

Once again, you are proven that loving him - while occasionally troublesome and demanding - was everything but wrong.

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