#bc she took the dog and if I have no roommate and no dog I will not sleep bc the murderers will come | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

vauxxy · 8 days

Text

my camp half blood oc ^_^

YALL SHES ADORABLE

her name is odette van schmidt and she’s a child of dionysus 😇

her story is actually rlly funny tbh. makes me crack up a bit. so here it is

basically dionysus met her mum (a rich socialite) at a party she was throwing for the opening of an art gallery, and it was getting late so everyone was going home. odettes mum looked over at dionysus and was like ‘omfg these old geezers r soooo boring. wanna hit the club?’ and dionysus was like ‘have my baby’ SO SHE DID.

9 months later she gave birth to odette van schmidt: the lying, unstable (possible future addict), drama queen JOY of dionysus.

by the time odette turned 14, her mum was like ‘right. this girl needs to get her ass to boarding school’ bc she could not stop CAUSING A RUCKUS. she was a menace during important parties and events- not because she wasn’t good at parties; but because they weren’t fun. while her mum agreed with her, she had grown out of her party girl phase and had to settle down.

well, odette didn’t fight her mums decision to send her to boarding school. after all, that’s where the craziest shit happens, doesn’t it? especially in new york.

so imagine this: odette van schmidt, the pretty girl with weird eyes and designer clothes CHOWING DOWN ON SPECIAL BROWNIES WITH HER ROOMMATE WHO LOOKS LIKE HOMELESS MAN IN A PRETTY GIRLS BODY.

odette could NOT stop getting into trouble. always sneaking off with her friends, partying her weekends away. by the age of 15 she had developed a pretty bad habit of taking a shot of vodka every sunday morning to get through the preachy ass mandatory services.

odettes mum had enough when she found out her daughter wasn’t taking her meds everyday at 8:00, and was instead lighting up at 4:20.

odettes mum had to call her baby daddy and tell him to pick her up for the summer. odette heard this call, and jumped to the conclusion she was getting sent to REHAB. so she ran.

she ran fast and fast and fast and fast. all the way from manhattan to queens.

ofc odette always saw weird shit. but she just always chalked it up to sleep deprivation, adhd, maladaptive daydreaming, and later in her teens: drug induced hallucinations.

after walking around new york aimlessly for 3 hours to escape rehab, her mum gave her a call.

“hey odette… can you come back home? bc ur lowkey a demigod and I WONT SEND YOU TO REHAB BABY IM SORRY I WONT ITS FINE YOU WERE ONLY SMOKING WEED ITS OKAY BABY-”

BOOM. hellhound right in the middle of the dingiest 7/11 in all of queens.

odette booked it- already terrified by what her mum said, and even more so by this terrifying dog thing.

she ran down at alleyway, hoping to escape the gross mangy dog, but she wasn’t fast or sharp enough to lose it or outsmart it. the hellhound attacked her from behind, ripping through the back of her shirt and leaving a scar that ran across the length of her back.

like that shit was BIG. like, from her neck down to her hipbone.

odette was vengeful thoguh. she was more angry than she was in pain, so she took out her pocketknife and started stabbing and punching that thing away. LIKE. HOW WOULD THAT EVEN PROTECT HER FROM A HELLHOUND??? but then the mutt started chasing its tail and howling like crazy, making it easier to put it down like an old dog.

and poof.

into thin air.

“alright what the fuck”

so there she lay- sitting and panting and wheezing in an alleyway, bleeding out. so she decided to pray,

“god i’m sorry for drinking on sundays! i’m sorry for using bible pages to roll! i’ll do anything to make it up to you!”

“girl, it’s fine.”

all of a sudden, there was this middle aged guy in front of her with the same eyes as her and the worst fashion sense she’d ever seen.

“i didn’t know jesus shopped at h&m…”

“jeez, you sound like ur mother.”

after 10 awkward seconds of silence, odette passed the fuck out. bc her back is a war zone. obviously.

when she woke up the next day, she was at the most rank hospital she’d ever been to. but all the doctors were cute. they were all blonde and spoke like poets and had such gentle hands. but they were wearing the most atrocious orange shirts.

good thing I’VE got STY-

odette looked down at herself. “are you fucking kidding me.”

orange was not her colour. it was purple.

after she got all healed up, two blonde 13 year olds who looked just like her arrived at the infirmary. “hiiiiii welcome to rehabbbbbbb”

“oh my god i’m actually going to kill myself”

castor and pollux eventually cleared up mostly everything about camp (after fucking around with their new older sister a bit more, of course), and proceeded to take her to get some food in her tall ass stomach.

she ate. and then she ate a bit more. and then she complained. and then she asked if her mum has her ‘crazy meds’. and then she asked for new clothes. and then she called her mummy and asked her for new clothes or perfume or anything. and then she walked over to the big house to complain about something again.

and as soon as she walked through the doors, screaming about how she can’t party with a torn up back- she was claimed.

“oh my gods odette. we have your stuff. its fine. it’s cool. you’re my daughter btw. and no drinking at camp.”

“… why would my mum fuck a guy who shops at h&m?”

“I DO NOT SHOP AT H&M, I AM A GOD-“

odette blanked. she wasnt really good at faces. much better with names. that’s what u get for being a history buff who can’t make eye contact i guess.

“… which one, sorry?”

“… dionysus?”

“oh. that checks out.”

#pjo #pjo oc #pjo ocs #percy jackson #pjo fandom #pjo series #dionysus #child of dionysus #dionysus kids #cabin 12 #cabin 12 oc #odette van schmidt #odette

28 notes · View notes

honestmouse20 · 8 months

Text

On Wednesday I had to bring my lloyd plush to work to return it bc my roommates dog chewed his headband off. But before that I'm standing in line at starbucks with him in my arms, not really paying attention.

And one of my leaders comes around th3 corner and asks if I'm taking him on an adventure. It took me a second to catch on but I jist laughed and said no I'm exchanging him.

But it's so reassuring that even if I Was a grown adult walking around with a plushy, she wouldn't have cared yk? I always worry about wearing ninjago shirts and things out and it makes me anxious. Bit it was super sweet to see that no one was batting an eye as I stood in line

#faith restored in the world kinda moment #ninjago #d rambles

42 notes · View notes

bitchboynasty · 3 months

Text

My roommates dog is so fucking weird. I like dogs and I get along well with most dogs but my roommates dog HATES me and I have a really hard time reading its body language and vibe. I came home just now and it fucking bit my leg (it has done this before but not as hard as this time, and usually it’s more of a heel nip than a bite) and then would not STOP trying to bite my leg. My other roommate was up luckily and grabbed his collar so I could move freely thru my house. She tried letting him over once I got in the house and took my jacket and stuff off and he did it again! Both times caught me totally off guard bc he didn’t growl or raise his haunches or flatten his ears or even run. He literally walked over kind of quickly, bit me and then would try to get behind me to bite me again. It’s 4 am can I catch a break.

#I’m not trying to be evil or cruel but if he comes at me like that again #I cannot say my instinct isn’t gonna be to kick #sorry!

6 notes · View notes

satanstruemistress · 7 days

Text

@technomaestro You have no idea what you’ve just unleashed 😂😂😂

Between my roommate and I, we have 6 of the little bastards! (Affectionate)

Here they all are:

That particular one is mine. Her name is Pumpkin Leigh, she’s the only girl, and she was found outside my mom’s old house. She adopted me. She’s obsessed with me. All the boys look at her like she’s the reigning queen. (She is). She has zero interest in returning to her stray ways. She takes one look at the outdoors and goes “Ew, no thanks”. Addicted to cat nip. Plays fetch. Like a weirdo.

(Punkin on a Punkin)

This confused looking fellow is Oliver George. He’s my roommate’s cat. I love him. He hates humans in general? He has a crumply ear because he had a boo-boo of some sort. It got fixed, and it gives him character. He likes Pumpkin and my sister. He tolerates everyone else. If he escapes the house it’s at least an hour getting him back in, and it often ends with someone (me) getting shredded. He looks at me and says “You’ll never take me alive!” And proceeds to fight with all his ten-pound might. And then is super sweet when I finally return him to the house.

2-for-1 special, this is Jack Daniel (black) and Potter Maxwell (orange) they’re brothers from the same litter. Mom was a short haired calico and Dad was a long haired black cat. Jack got mom’s coat and dad’s color, Potter got mom’s color and dad’s coat. They’ve never been apart a day in their lives. Potter has the worst RBF I’ve ever seen on a cat, and Jack will only let you love on him while you’re trying to wash your hands. Any time Ollie escapes, Jack has a meltdown when he comes back in, because apparently he doesn’t recognize him.

This is Sylvester James and I think he needs 3 pictures to really hit home how fuckin’ insane his transformation was. We found him outside a friend’s house, and we thought he was just a normal sized escapee, bc he looked healthy enough, but then he got fed regularly and a safe place and he turned into that enormous, majestic, long-haired beast. He’s so soft. It’s like petting a cloud. He also talks a lot for no reason. Also an occasional prison breaker. If Ollie refuses to go quietly, Sylvester is the opposite. If he escapes you can just pick him up and you can hear his little pea brain go “Rats! *finger snapping noise* Foiled again!”

This fucking chaos gremlin is the baby, Floki Alexander. My roommate’s ex bf left him with us when he got dumped until he could get stable. He’s so sweet. He’s fucking insane. He’s almost three, and still has insane kitten energy. Loves kisses and cuddles and unattended glassware. If there’s a cup left sitting, Floki will knock it off and break it. Sits by the door, contemplates escaping. Ultimately does not.

Bonus:

This is Daisy Mae, she’s technically my brother’s dog but she’s really not friendly so he couldn’t keep her where he was living, so I took her and I’m working on socializing her better. He will have to pry her out of my cold, dead hands if he ever wants her back.

She loves her kitties so much. She gets kisses and snuggles and ear cleanings from them.

She’s also fucking rotund because the only way my ex-roommate could get her to warm up to him was by human food. She’s on a diet now, and we go for walks.

I was going to add more pictures to really solidify how cute they all are, but alas there’s a 10 picture limit on mobile apparently.

#cats #my cats #dogs #my dog

4 notes · View notes

marlesbian · 1 year

Text

How i perceive Remus Lupin

disclaimer: im not gonna talk about his life after the war, after he lost all of his friends bc i don't want this to be depressing.

Basics:

Remus John Lupin

Born March 10th 1960

Bisexual and Demisexual

he/him cis male. (Love the trans hc though)

Gryffindor

REMUS LUPIN WAS A DISABLED MAN. HE HAD A PHYSICAL DISABILITY!!!

WELSH white/jewish/arab/black idc i love all of these hcs he just HAS to be born in Wales.

Life, family and history:

His family was working class, his dad worked a minimum wage job at the Ministry of Magic and his mother was a History teacher.

He was born very loved, he was so welcomed and celebrated.

He spoke welsh fluently and had a very strong welsh accent.

Hope and Lyall’s marriage was happy and it was obvious they loved each other. They were that leftist couple where the woman was treated like a person and the others would get all surprised. They went to protests and riots together, they were very open minded and believed that love was the answer for everything.

They lived on a farm, a small cottage on wales. The house itself was small but they had a garden and a huge space in the back where they raised chickens and an old dog who grew up with Hope.

His parents were maximalists, their house was small and full of stuff, full of books, candles, mugs on random places and cute decorations.

He was a mummy's boy, his mother was his best friend. He and Hope always had their afternoon tea together, each reading a book or gossiping about their neighbors. She loved to hug him. She always made him biscuits and she was an awesome cook.

Lyall was also a great dad, he read to Remus every night, he took Remus on walks and taught him carpentry (because that was his hobby).

Lyall made every single furniture in the house, their favorite was the bookshelf he made as a wedding gift.

They married at 22 and had Remus at 25.

They spent their weekends making picnics, playing in the grass, watching the sunset. They took Remus to the beach on the last sunday of every month for good luck and to wash away bad energy, starting the month right.

Whenever Remus got sad or had a bay day Lyall would make him hot chocolate and bring it to him.

After the attack on Remus, their relationship got a bit rocky but they got through it. Their love for their son was the greatest thing so they worked it out.

After the attack, they got extremely overprotective of Remus. Wouldn't let him go out, wouldn't let him make friends, they doomed Remus for a lonely life out of fear that their son would suffer.

Lyall didn't leave them after the attack, yes the guilt and regret almost took him, but he stayed. Because his son needed to be taken care of, he needed to be loved and so did his wife.

Their house was very secluded, they didn't have any neighboring farms or houses, so nobody noticed the screams of the change and they were safe. Remus did not go to school and was homeschooled until he was 9.

He had a cool lesbian aunt (Lyall’s sister)

They only let him go to Hogwarts because Dumbledore himself went to convince them to, saying that Remus would be safe and everything would work out. Dumbledore did not do this because he was good, he did it because he knew someday there would come a war, and that having a werewolf on his side would be useful. It was part of his strategy.

Hope got very sick when Remus turned 16. She had breast cancer. She died when he was 20.

They both accepted Remus warmly after he came out. Lyall always knew ever since Remus was a kid. When they first met Sirius they figured out he was in love with their son and that their son loved her back.

Lyall died in 1997. He helped his son all throughout the 80s, he took care of him, he helped him, loved him.

Hogwarts years:

His first friend was Peter. Peter was quieter than his other two roommates and easier to talk to at first, because he was not as agitated and as nosy. They befriended playing chess (Remus was terrible at it but he wanted to try)

Remus was very smart but he studied really hard, nothing in life came easy to him. He was hard on himself and craved academic validation.

His favorite teacher was, of course, Prof McGonnagal. He had Madam Pomfrey as a motherly figure (even though nobody would even come close to his mam)

He loved DADA and care of magical creatures, he was actually quite terrible at potions and it was his worst subject.

He was the prank master, he always came up with their best ideas, but he rarely got detention because he was a great liar and had an awesome poker face.

He got extremely close to James in 3rd year, for some reason, in 1973 they were inseparable (probably had a crush on each other). James always followed him to the library and Remus went to see him at quidditch practice. James was his best friend in the whole world, they could talk about everything with ease, no shame and no filters, James was always accepting.

His platonic soulmate girl best friend was Lily, though. Lily was one of the first people to figure out he was a werewolf, she was the first person he came out to. They just understood one another, just with a look they shared a whole conversation, he could read her better than anyone. The whole school thought for years that they were dating, but their relationship was exclusively platonic. They were like brother and sister.

Every single person had a crush on him at least once in their lives. It was impossible not to.

He taught younger students with subjects they were struggling. He made sort of a club and many people joined in, specially on exam season.

Random headcanons:

Remus is actually the most complex and interesting person. He is so soft and easy to break, he loves tea and hot chocolate and reading in the rain, he is also hard and brute and loudmouthed, he fights people when he is angry and he can be mean if he wants to.

He drinks whiskey and smokes cigarettes and pot, he listens to loud music and goes to protests and he also reads romance novels from the 1800’s and talks about philosophy and greek tragedies, Remus has layers, PEOPLE HAVE DEPTH. He doesn't just have one aesthetic or one shallow personality, Remus is much more than the soft boy or the cunt.

He started smoking marijuana at 15, his Da gave it to him to help soothe the pre moon pain.

His disability was an intrinsic part of himself, it affected his mood, the way he behaved around people, it affected his social life and as he got older, it affected his mobility as well.

He started using a cane at all times to walk when he turned 27, before that he only used it after bad moons or before when he was too sore.

He had an absolutely filthy mouth, swore like a saylor.

He appeared to be quiet and shy but when you got to know him he was actually very easy to talk to and always managed to surprise you. To people who didn't know him, he seemed very mysterious but in all honesty he was just secluded. He had trouble talking about his feelings, about his thoughts, about everything, he thought he was a burden and a mistake, but he knew how to put up a face.

He listened to rock, glam rock, hard rock, rock n’ roll and punk (and jazz when he was with his mam)

He did a lot of drugs, it was the 70s and Remus loved drugs, he snorted coke, he took shrooms, he smoked weed ALL THE TIME, he took acid, and every single hallucinogen you can think of. It was just a phase in his life, he only used them socially, on casual occasions, after he turned 19 he just stopped. He had a high tolerance for alcohol but he didn't really like to. He used drugs to keep his mind quiet but he was very uncomfortable with it because he lost control of himself, of his mind and he had enough of that feeling of helplessness once a month.

He was a marxist-lenininist, a big radical leftist (like the rest of his family) and he went to protests, walks and manifestations. He gave everything on those and sometimes got a few hits from the police. He mainly fought for workers rights and unionized since he was 15.

His laugh lit up the world.

He secretly loved puns and make terrible jokes sometimes. He was great at self deprecating jokes.

Sarcasm KING.

He ate a lot, everyone was scared of much much he ate and never seemed to gain any weight (because of the werewolf metabolism).

He loved reading the news.

He drank his tea with a slice of lemon and drank it unsweetened (when he was feeling sick he sweetened it with honey) and put just a spoonful of milk in it. He wasn't much of a coffee person but he drank it occasionally.

When he and Sirius moved in together, just the two of them, Remus gave them a wooden spoon he carved himself. He carved little stars on it and a moon, a half moon because that was his favourite, it meant that he was himself, and that he had full control over his body and mind.

He always wanted to be a teacher. He loved helping and teaching people but he was very insecure about it.

Physical appearance:

Tall, 193cm. Big nose wonky nose (he broke it a few times, either punches or the moon). Freckled face, light brown eyes and sandy wavy/curly brown hair. He was very skinny had some muscle. Ugly hot (so so so so hot). Crooked teeth and the most beautiful smile. His lips were full and soft and deeply red, almost purple.

Style:

Grandpa sweaters, wool sweaters, jeans, overalls (especially when he was taking care of the farm). Caqui pants, plain white shirts. Didn't really like wearing clothes that showed his scars, so he avoided wearing shorts and short sleeved shirts around people he didn't know well, when he became an adult he decided to not give a fuck. He wore loads of oversized band t-shirts and jean jackets.

Color pallet: Brown, beige, olive green (and green variations), petrol blue (and blue variations), mustard yellow.

Sirius was literally the love of his life, they were connected by the red string. Their love was the most raw, pure, intense, true love in the world. They were each other's soulmates. He never stopped loving Sirius, not even for a second, not even after all the mistakes he made, his love for Sirius was unconditional. They understood each other, they talked about everything. He literally worshipped the ground his girlfriend walked on. Stan wolfstar forever.

(this isn't very long but i want to add on this in a few days when i get more inspired)

#remus lupin #remus john lupin #moony #moony toast #wolfstar #the marauders era #marauders #marauders era #remus lupin headcanon #remus lupin supremacy #remus solos your favs #remus and lily #remus and james #remus and sirius #remus x sirius #bi remus #bisexual remus lupin

27 notes · View notes

therhythmafterthesummer · 1 year

Note

Want more wereroomies chris and pretty with their parents scene

Like chris’ mom was so eager to made them roommate and then after they got together when he told about their relationship to his mom, she’s like ‘told you pup 😉’ kinda. When they visit his parents house first time his mom sooo kind and cooking and and idk i just want more 😭 (just your thoughts even in one sentence is more than enough for me ofc if it doesn’t bother you 😬)

Sorry for rambling

i gotchu bby

i have many Thoughts™ on this one

when it comes to Chris and his parents, you bet they LOVE our dearest Pack Mum. His mum specially, of course. back when they were having that conversation of her being a good candidate for a roommate, you bet Chris' mum was hoping they'd become A Thing

mostly bc she'd known Pretty for a while now. Chris' mum just picked up Her Vibe once and she was like "this is the type of person i want for my son. i must do something about it"

so she took the chance when Chris handed it to her on a silver platter skjdhsjkfd

so, of course, when Chris told her they had gotten together, she almost screamed (she didn't, she kept her composure just so her son wouldn't know how badly she wanted this to happen since our pack mum moved in)

his dad was a bit more apprehensive. he didn't know her, and she was a human, so he wasn't sure how to take the news (especially when Chris told him how serious this all was)

it took only one lunch for all those doubts to wash away. Chris' dad was On Board as soon as he learnt all she'd been doing for Chris' pack, even before they got together. it made him respect her a lot

(it was a bit awkward when Chris' mum asked him how exactly they got together. you bet your ass he was super blushy and shy and he avoided the topic as much as he could until he spilled the beans, and all his mum did was laugh lol)

not like it'd matter, since Chris is alpha of his own pack, but since he keeps a good relationship with his parents, he would much prefer that they got along well

all in all, chris' parents love our dearest pack mum

now, when it comes to Pretty's mum, she absolutely adores Chris. this boy smiled at her once and he got her wrapped around his finger

especially when he would offer his help whenever he went to her house for anything she might need him. change a bulb, move furniture around, walk the dog... Chris is That type of son-in-law

what sold her fully on Chris was not only all that, but also how happy her daughter seemed to be with him, how respectful he was, and the fact that her dog loved him

you see, Joaquín is her Shitty People spotter. if Joaquín doesn't like someone, she'll hate them immediately. for her, it was a good sign that Joaquín liked Chris (and of course he did.....)

i haven't mentioned this in the stories bc i haven't deemed it relevant, but she doesn't know that Chris is a werewolf. and i don't think they'll tell her

"the less she knows, the better" is what pack mum said to chris when they were on their way to have brunch with her

apologies if this doesn't make sense, i've been playing video games for too many hours. my eyes and my brain are fried dkjhfskjdfhsdjk

but i had fun thinking about this, so thank you, dear anon !

#anon #ask #wereroomies ask #wereroomies headcanons

17 notes · View notes

jihyocentric · 1 year

Note

hi hi hi lumi im here!! i saw the last answer u did for my last ask and ive been meaning to respond but i've just had no time and been a bit stressed so it took me a bit, and im sorry abt that, but im here now!!

nahyo really is just a couple of possessive codependent losers and yknow what i think they're perfect like that. and so does jeongyeon apparently lksjfklsd

no but i can totally see jeongyeon loving what nahyo have but also being nervous to intrude, especially with how her and jihyo started off on the wrong foot but watching nayeon give jihyo her little lesson abt jealousy definitely helps improve it

awwww for nayeon it goes: bff jeongyeon to roommate/crush of my dog jeongyeon to girlfriend #2 jeongyeon that's actually adorable

all the jealousy is def gonna lead to some MAD sexual tension on all sides i think that's perfect

and there we have it that's 3mix yall!!

-🐶 (im really tired rn so sorry if this isnt as extensive as some of my other asks but i promise im seeing them and appreciating them!! <33)

oh things will get steamy between jeonghyo for sure! but right now all i can think about is fluff... and about being busy it's just like i've said before, don't worry about it, take your time and take care of yourself anonie!!

took a bit longer to answer this bc now that i'm free from college i've been resting (and by resting i mean playing too much genshin impact)... yes i am ashamed.

but here's a little jeonghyo thingy in puppy!hyo au 🤍 late thanksgiving hc i guess!

jihyo has been trying hard to like jeongyeon.

jeongyeon's loud laugh still scares her, but she was sure she'd get used to it just like she did with nayeon's. jihyo's ears are sensitive, but she still finds it the cutest thing when nayeon laughs loudly, and punches her shoulder, so maybe jihyo could accept jeongyeon being loud that as well. after promising to nayeon, jihyo really started to try and accept jeongyeon as a whole.

the thing is that nayeon was never a nuisance, and jihyo never had to learn how to like her. even when she was still getting used to living with nayeon, jihyo has never felt bothered by nayeon's unique personality, always head over heels for her. sana and momo, nayeon's friends, never scared her either, so jihyo didn't know why jeongyeon triggered her that much. apart from her being jealous of jeongyeon with her owner, that is.

after weeks trying to accept jeongyeon's presence, jihyo would still go after nayeon when her owner had to answer the door. jihyo could sense jeongyeon's presence from afar, and she had to check her scent each time, so that she knew there was no threat and jeongyeon could go inside their home with her approval.

"are you going to do this every time?" jeongyeon asks jokingly, not moving an inch while jihyo reached closer, sniffing her clothes.

jihyo moves away, happy with her little research. jeongyeon still smelled like jeongyeon. nothing different, which meant there were no threats that jihyo could sense or other people's scents in her. jeongyeon's scent was strong and present, one of the best jihyo had ever found in a human. nayeon's was still better, sweet and acidic just the right amount. too bad that jihyo and mina were the only ones with a sense of smell sharp enough to notice those things.

"she likes it." nayeon comments, pointing at jihyo's wagging tail. jihyo quickly tries to prevent her own body from exposing her feelings, but the attempt is useless. "what did you bring for us?"

"pumpkin pie for your sweet puppy," jeongyeon says, charming. jihyo looks at nayeon and pouts. jeongyeon was cheesy and only nayeon could call her puppy. maybe sana too, but it always made jihyo flustered and nayeon didn't like it one bit.

"don't say that. 'puppy'. that's for me only." nayeon pats jeongyeon's shoulder. "let's get inside, sana and momo are here already."

jeongyeon frowns but accepts nayeon's request. jihyo moves to sit on sana's lap, a bit bored after playing with mina and momo the entire evening and not being able to put together the lego figure that was supposed to be formed once all of the pieces were in place.

"hey there, cutie," sana coos at jihyo, allowing the puppy to rest on her lap. jihyo could be clingy, and that's when she was the most adorable. at least that's what sana always thought. unlike mina, who could be very picky at times, jihyo was always up for a good cuddle.

nayeon was setting the dining table by the time jeongyeon came from the kitchen. for jeongyeon's luck, sana gets called by mina to help her and momo with the legos, and jihyo no longer has her warm lap to sit on. instead of waiting for nayeon, jihyo looks at the only lap available, and it happens to be jeongyeon's.

"'m going to sit here." jihyo states rather than asking. jeongyeon is taken aback, but she certainly doesn't refuse jihyo's approach, letting nayeon's puppy sit on her lap. "you're warmer than sana," jihyo mutters, her head falling back against jeongyeon's shoulder, body relaxing.

it is certainly a surprise for nayeon when she goes into the living room and finds jihyo sleeping on her best friend's lap, ears twitching and tail swishing softly, as if she's dreaming. she looks at them fondly for minutes and almost forgets to call them for dinner.

#🐶 anon #nayeon #jeongyeon #jihyo #3mix #nahyo #2yeon #jeonghyo #puppy!hyo #fill #...kinda

29 notes · View notes

trickstarbrave · 6 months

Text

i dont know if my roommate's dog is a good fit for the house. my cat doesnt leave her room. his cat is anxious as all hell and has resorted to hiding whenever he's out and being clingy with me and my wife. he is going potty in the house, which is making the other dog whos normally well behaved pee in the house. my other roommate's cat is like, fine but she also doesnt like him and just jumps around on furniture when he's out so he doesnt get in her face.

also the dog keeps destroying his owner's stuff. and he doesnt have the money to keep replacing it. nor do i have the money to replace it and buy stuff for the dog.

i just feel bad bc we already took him home im just sick of the house smelling like piss. he's very sweet and loves attention but he's high maintenance and we cant give him the attention he needs. but just abandoning him again seems so heartless.

2 notes · View notes

lavender-long-stories · 7 months

Text

Part 1 - What He Left Behind

Spoilers for What He Left Behind

Let's start with the opening sentence, because I swear to god, when I read it I laughed so loud. I knew something dramatic was on the way. When Sasuke is absolutely livid about Naruto's behaviour? Chief's kiss. The "like some whore you took in for the sex"? Phenomenal.

Fun fact this story was originally called 'Asshole' in my files because of the opening line.

Coming back at the beginning of the story after reading the ending makes me so fucking angry. [...] [Naruto's] reasoning is nonexistent.

I was actually under the impression people would feel bad for him, but I think I underestimated how much pure rage I instilled in everyone about him.

You said you didn't want bashing in the comments

I had to add this because it was the only comment I was getting. >.> I get that Naruto was pissing everyone off, that was kind of the point but there was cute shit going on focus on that.

"[Sasuke] wasn’t sure he wanted to see it when it split. But he would. He had made this decision." This is not the bare minimum at all [...][Sasuke] is already being a better husband and father

I love how sometimes I just need to make Sasuke supportive and he's considered the top-tier man.

The "cogito, ergo sum" in Naruto's perspective is literaly "no thoughts, head empty" bc?

Can he blame the tumor?

there is a void Naruto-shaped between them that will be filled with respect and love, this is nice

I love this description of their relationship hahaha

"How did he still eat only take-out and quick-cooked rice?" She isn't judging him but she is judging him so hard

Wheels coded.

I love that one of the good things Sasuke thinks about Hinata is that she is sane, his bar clearly isn't very high, but who knows, right?

When you're used to extremes, basics will impress you XD

It makes me sad that Hinata is grateful for being treated with respect by Sasuke, because they don't even know each other really well, he is just being a well-mannered human being and respecting her space. This is the bare minimum.

People often don't give you the bare minium, so when you get it, it feels like the world.

Yeah... the signs of abuse. This shit broke me. Not gonna lie and tell you I didn't laugh when Sasuke went for a hug, but boooy if this shit wasn't heavy.

I want to make a point that not all abuse is physical, and sometimes it's not even intentional. (That doesn't dissolve fault. If you did something to someone, it is your fault whether or not you mean ti.)

“Once you start making excuses, it turns from bad behavior to abuse.” Yes.

I like that Sasuke said this because it's hard to think that your friends could be capable of being not great people, just because they are fine people to you.

Hinata's tantrum in the car is the best piece of literature ever, I laughed so hard because girlie has been through some deep shit, she deserves to go apeshit sometimes, okay? She even cursed!

I have a head cannon that Hinata just needs to scream out of her little quiet body every once in a while so there isn't a Hyuga massacre.

I wish my dad loved me like that LOL

Babes, are you okay?

"It’s just like a roommate, and the roommate gets a dog." I compared my friend's kid to a dog once and she said it was actually worse than having a dog, the father wasn't very happy with us but he didn't disagree lol. Point is, at least he wants the kid.

Sasuke is a different level of unbothered in this story.

I think this story awakened a monster in me, the monster that loves the trope of roommates acting like they're married until they fall in love.

🤝 I need to make like 30 of those because I love not quite a couple but completely living as a unit moments.

I totally forgot about the bath situation.

I like writing mildly dramatic situations handled very humanely. People fall in the shower all the time. I love having people have to actually deal with situations. I think it shows more of their character than anything.

“Why aren’t you at work?” “I don’t want to come back and find a pregnant woman bleeding out on the floor.” This is my kind of humor. I fucking love him.

Sasuke's dry humor in this gets to me.

Oh yeah, the cringe baby clothes. Why does this shit even exist? Why do people even buy that kind of thing?

Not me having opinions and making characters talk about how much I hate cringe baby clothes. >.>

What He Left Behind

Pairing: Sasuke x Hinata Rating: T

Description: When Sasuke is confronted with an abandoned pregnant Hinata, he does the only thing he can think to do, he takes her in. Strangers to friends. Friends to lovers.

#sasuke x hinata #Hinata Hyuga #hinata hyuuga #sasuhina #sasuke uchiha #comment highlight #what he left behind

6 notes · View notes

lon333ly-girl · 2 years

Text

I ended up at a sober living home In 2019, due to a drug induced psych ward stint (I still don’t know why or how I ended up in a psych ward and I don’t want to ask). I was 18. Apparently! Whatever I did was very bad. My parents would not let me come home from the psych ward. So, I was forced into rehab instead. After that I was sent to a sober living home in West Haven, Connecticut called “Step up Inn”. The house was four stories. My bedroom area was on the very top floor, in a nook, in a large bedroom area shared with two other women. There was a house dog named “Max”. Him and I instantly became the best of friends and he slept with me every night. Max the dog was my only friend there.

(*・ω・)ﾉ__̴the house ı̴̴̡̡̡ ̡͌l̡̡̡ ̡͌l̡*̡̡ ̴̡ı̴̴̡ ̡̡͡|̲̲̲͡͡͡ ̲▫̲͡ ̲̲̲͡͡π̲̲͡͡ ̲̲͡▫̲̲͡͡ ̲|̡̡̡ ̡ ̴̡ı̴̡̡ ̡͌l̡̡̡̡.___✧ & my room

I Enjoyed observing the other people who lived in the house with me. The lady who breathalyzed us three times a day was a beautiful soul. She was beyond smart and info dumped about criminal justice whenever she got the chance. (She is now a lawyer - <3 ) One of my roommates was a hairdresser and braided my hair. I did dumb things like take suboxone and whippets but i stayed (unwillingly) sober from my DOC while i resided at Stepp Up Inn. I never got kicked out. I didn't (and still don't) know how to drive, so my world in West Haven, Connecticut was very tiny mostly concocted of places I could walk or uber to. In walking distance there was a Walgreens (very important as i was on a lot of medication), a crystal store, and a cvs. I spent most days pacing in the backyard, smoking marlboro reds and listening to music. I paced on the sun heated pavement with bare feet, absorbing the warm energy. I doordashed mcdonald’s for breakfast everyday. I took a ton of gabapentin and drank a lot of coffee. I took max on walks. I look back on the time I spent in sober living as blissful. All of that gabapentin might be why. Or maybe, my poor and selective memory turned a nightmare into a sweet daydream to protect my delicate mind.

⊂==⊃ $ ( ＾◡＾)っ ♡︻╦╤─

In sober living, i gained control over my autonomy. this was monumental and why i feel so connected to connecticut. I had been forcibly institutionalized for two years. against my will. It was time to set myself free. I NEEDED to be free to surbive. so i did a lot of illegal things while i was there to make money to move myself out. To give you a glimpse into my brain at the time - my anthem was Ashley all day “trick” bc i turned your man into a trick, got the bread then dipped! (embarrassing but whatever) here’s the link to the playlist -

This is just the beginning of my story in Connecticut. With that money I made, I moved myself out (against my parents wishes) into a room that I found on craigslist.

Im writing this three years later because I am currently feel very connected to who I was when I was in sober living. I feel bad for her, I have compassion for her and I just want to hug her but I can't turn back time, so a blog post will have to do.

To be continued…..

Livia

#autism blog #actually autistic #autistic experiences #autistic adult #soberliving #sober living home #autistic blogger #Spotify

3 notes · View notes

transboysokka · 8 months

Text

okay sorry I need one more vent post

my roommate at the old place, I’ve always gotten along great with (our dogs are best friends and she pretty much raised mine when she rescued his as a baby)

is there a bit of a language barrier there? yeah

but also she’s just passive aggressive like I never cleaned the house a lot but tbh neither did she. and anytime I did do anything I think she just assumed it was her boyfriend who’s ALWAYS there? but we would never have a conversation about a single thing house-wise

like okay, if I’m cooking I’m gonna wash all the dishes in the sink, not just my own. But several times I’ll leave like. A cup in there for a day (it’s just one cup!! it needs friends before I can wash!!) but then she uses dishes and washes allll of hers but leaves me the cup? Shit like that. But like overall it’s been fine

We had a two year lease and we just finished one year (we lived together somewhere else for a year before that) and

1. only her name is on the lease. hehehe fine by me

2. she knew the landlord prior to renting (a former student’s parents I think?)

3. this house was tiny okay

So anyway in the last year her boyfriend has been totally living there full time which we never really had a discussion over and somehow I’m still in charge of 14,000 of the 25,000 rent (my room is bigger but ????) and half the utilities

So I got a job out of town and the conversation evolved from

“I got a job out of town but I’ll keep living here bc I know we committed to two years and it would be shitty to leave you”

“Actually what if I did move out?” to which she was like “okay sure, I can find someone to move into your room”

Wow, permission, great

I started looking at places but it took about a month to land anything. Work hasn’t started yet anyway.

The first week I start going up for the new job I casually mentioned my move in conversation to which she was like “wtf I thought you weren’t doing that anymore? you just never left so I told the person I had lined up that they can’t have the room??” and I’m like. Okay all of this is brand new information to me, I didn’t know I was on a time crunch??

anyway I did find a place and signed for it and was like “listen I know this is a shitty situation (and I know I make way more money- I didn’t say that part) so I’m offering to keep paying for my room here even though I’m not living here” and she was like “that’s crazy I can’t ask you to do that” and we never even continued/revisited that conversation??

Anyway as soon as she knew I was leaving she just mentally checked out and the interaction between us wasn’t huge. I think she judged me for some reason? like she didn’t think I was putting my dog in the best situation by moving to a bigger city?

She recently quit her job (she’s opening a restaurant now or something?) and randomly MARRIED HER BOYFRIEND who STILL for some reason won’t take over my part of the lease like girl you were so ready for me to be out of there anyway.

Anyway not that I expected it but she didn’t help me with this move at all. Not even for like translation things that we both know would have helped me. I even asked if someone could be down at the old house to help load the movers when I waited for them up here with the dog and she made some excuse, like okay

So this has been HARD to do all alone (she forgets, she’s been in a relationship for years) especially being gone for work 12 hours a day without a day off. So I forgot some small stuff moving (also I’ve never moved out of a place still being lived in- that’s hard to make sure you’re not forgetting anything) and like. I had some extra moving boxes (brand new) that I left for her bc why not and she wasn’t home for me to ask if she wanted them

So anyway she’s been texting me

1. you forgot your pictures on the walls! (“omg no way I will have to make time to come get them”)

2. all these cleaning supplies in the bathroom? im gonna throw them away for you I guess idk why you forgot them (lol I know you’ve never cleaned a bathroom but ??? I left those on purpose bc you’re still living there?????)

3. you left some food in the cabinet I’ll help you throw it away (it was like. rice and vinegar. again, thought those might come in handy)

4. “did you forget your boxes?” “no I thought you might want to use them” “so I think you should take them with you when you come get the pictures” “lol I mean if you don’t want them you can just recycle them?”

and then she went OFF on me like “I’ve been dealing with your mess ever since I got home and I just really hate that dismissive tone you used just now”

like ?????????

yoh I know this is a long ass post but wtf do I do about that like I’d like to continue being friends even though she’s seemed far from interested in that for a while now…

#this is long im SORRY but advice would be helpful #I still haven’t replied and we STILL gotta figure out what we’re doing about the rent/apartment???

1 note · View note