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celamoon · 3 years

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There’s so many Saiki x reader fics that I wanna write but I don’t have the time for it and UGH I’ll just toss them all here in hopes that I’ll actually write it one day.

Reminder to self: Italics - Means alternatively and not part of regular script

1. Spooning - Hurt/comfort (My mommy and daddy issues are showing LMAO)

Saiki spoons you whenever you get into a fight with your parents. He doesn't have demanding parents like you do but he tries his best to help you out. So he settles for holding you close to himself even though he hates physical contact, and he settles for drawing little shapes on your back while you cry into his chest. He hates skin-to-skin contact with just about everyone, but for some reason, he can't bring himself to push you away. He lets you rest on his chest until your quiet sobs are nothing more than soft snores, and he helps you wipe a piece of hair away. When he's sure you've fallen asleep, he lets himself close his eyes. You wake up the next morning, still in his arms, close to his chest.

2. My Sunshine - Hurt/No comfort, Major character death

Every time 'you are my sunshine' comes on Kusuo's playlist he feels his heart break little by little. because years ago you used to sing it to him before he reset the earth back by one year. The first words of the year to him were always 'you are my sunshine', you always smiled at him as if the year didn't reset again, and you always sang the song on the way to school. His only regret was not realizing that you were throwing up petals sooner, and not confessing to you before you let yourself wither away. Now all Kusuo has left for himself is a short voice message you sent him years ago to soothe him to sleep.

3. Sweet Melody - Player au (OOC from canon)

Saiki’s one of the most notorious players in the school, he even dumped Teruhashi after dating her for a month or so. After losing a bet to one of your friends, you become hell bent on playing the player. You successfully lure him in, and eventually you two start dating. The only issue is that you can’t seem to play him the more you get to know about him. Turns out it was the same case as before, he only pretended to open up to you and kept everything important to himself. He plans to breaks up with you in front of the school like always only to find out that you had dug deeper than he intended and had more than enough dirt on him. He tethers between actually dating you and only pretending to date you before he decides upon breaking up with you for the better.

4. Good in Goodbye - Exes Au (Reader's side)

Saiki broke up with you as planned in Sweet Melody so you write a song reminding him of all the dirt you have on him. Your goal isn’t to break his heart anymore, it’s to remind him of all the people he’s hurt. You fell for him hard, much harder than planned, so you decide to toss everything into a song that blew you up. You two meet up at a modelling gig years later after you find out that Saiki’s your photographer. He’s changed, but so have you.

5. All Time Low - Exes Au (Kusuo's side)

Saiki's side of the break up. Seeing your ex in your class every day is hard, but being unable to move on hurts more. Especially since third year has just ended and college is laying ahead. Stuck brooding over his feelings for you, Saiki decides to become a photographer in hopes to have you as his model and muse one day. The universe proves to be on his side this time, especially since you were his next model. He wants to reconcile what you once had, but you seem to have other plans.

6. Better than Revenge - Player Au (Again)

Saiki breaks up with you after Teruhashi finally steals him from you. What do you do? Cry over it with ice cream, then do what every good student turned bad does. You play. She breaks your happiness so you teach Teruhashi a very important lesson. No one out-dos you, especially someone like her. She may have a fanbase, but you have something better, you have an army and that army is always ready to throw hands for you regardless of who it is.

7. Talkative - Hurt/comfort

Saiki k angst where he calls you annoying so you completely stop talking and you lock yourself in for a week. Saiki is forced to teleport to your place after you don't show up to school. He finds you sitting in your closet, looking sicker than ever. He bites down on his words and helps nurse you back to health as an apology.

8. Heather - Hurt. ANGST!

You're Saiki's best friend and you watch Saiki fall in love with Teruhashi over the episodes. Third year finally begins, and you watch as Teruhashi's confession runs in success, cheering for the newly formed couple as if you were alright. You start drifting away, and Saiki doesn't seem to care that much. Until you hear that he broke up with Teruhashi and find him in front of your door, eyes brimming with tears with apologies spewing out of his mouth.

9. Fine. - Angst (semi-prologue of My Sunshine {2})

You and Saiki get into a particularly bad argument over him spending time with Teruhashi over the weeks and he accuses you of being clingy and selfish. So you leave the house because he’s being preposterous and you need time to calm down. You and Saiki have never fought like that before. Your vision gets blurry from the tears and you pass out onto the pavement from exhaustion. You wake up in the hospital room and find your boyfriend with dark circles under his eye. He had never been so terrified of losing something. The only issue is that you're not actually awake, and that you've just passed.

10. No u - Psychic! Reader au (Written)

Funny enough the new transfer student isn’t strange. If anything they’re hot as hell and Saiki swears he’s never like this. Things make sense once he realizes the other student is psychic and used mind control to have everyone love them. You find Saiki’s struggle out of your web funny and decide to entertain him. How? By seeing how far you can get with the teasing.

11. (Insert vine) aWw hEll nAww - Soulmate AU

It’s been around 3-4 decades since Saiki was born and so far he hasn’t aged a day past 18 since he never found his soulmate. Y/n finally waltzes into his life one faithful Monday morning and Saiki teleports away instantly because he’s enjoyed not aging and he was not doing this now. Y/n on thé other hand starts to age slowly (so does Saiki but shh) and eventually they decide to track the man down because wHO THstE HELL JUST WALKS OUT FROM THEIR SOULMATE LIKE THAT HUH?? Chaos ensues.

12. Darkened Wishes - Thousand Crane Au

Kusuo left you years ago, so you fold a crane a day for 3 years so that you could wish that he would return to you. What they didn't tell you though, was that for each wish you make a thing of the same value is taken away from the earth. After you make the wish you find out that Kusuo's wife suffered from a miscarriage and passed away. You feel terrible so you hide yourself, but you made the wish, so the cranes won't leave you alone until you fulfill what they granted you. After all, you aren't allowed to back away from a wish you made, they already opened up the path for you anyway.

13. It's Tough to be a god - Corrupt CEO AU

Y/n is the heir to the L/n business empire, one step away from rising to the top. After manipulating her parents out of the line to the top of the business empire and paying her way up positions, they set out to finally secure the position of CEO. Though evil in their ways, they're incredibly good at treating their workers like humans. They lack nothing, except for that final company that they need to buy over.

Saiki Kusuo is the CEO of the Saiki Enterprises. After his brother started a rival company to out-business the Saiki Enterprises, Kusuo's been cautious in whose business contracts he accepts. He receives a contract from the L/n business empire to purchase a branch of the company, and he refuses for security reasons. This ticks off Y/n, who then does everything in their power to destroy Kusuo's company, including seduction and destruction.

(Or alternatively) Kusuo wants nothing to do with that business he's inheriting and sells it off to Y/n, only he accidentally signs off himself too. And now he's in a mess of 'I'm techincally property' and paying the fine of breaking the contract. Lucky for him, it's just one year of 'dating'. Kusuo has never had such a migraine before, but he supposes if he can't destroy you the business way, he should break you down, starting from the heart. He finds that you're an excellent manipulator though, and soon he's the one stuck in your web.

14. Contacts - Scientist! Reader (Written)

Meet Y/n L/n, world's youngest awarded engineer. You hate Kuusuke, but I mean his brother was Lowkey kinda cute-

You're an engineer, an excellent one that is. You created all sorts of devices to help out psychics since you're one yourself. One of them which Kuusuke stole from you when you were 4-5. Some days you wanted to punch him in the face for that. But ignoring all of that, you finally manage to make it into PK Academy and you're absolutely determined to become friends with Kusuo. He tolerates you, maybe even thinks of you as a best friend, but the only issue is that he refuses to wear those contacts that block out his petrifaction powers. The house erupts into chaos as you try to get Kusuo to wear the lenses.

15. Object - Yandere Au

Saiki has a lot of potential to become a yandere. He’d be able to do it so smoothly too! He’d make sure that your love meter is high, ask you out, sweep you off your feet, all while he kills anyone who would even dare to look your way! He’ll even control the world if he has to! After all, his darling can’t have anything other than perfection right? And of course, you’re the entire thing that the new perfectionist modelled after! No one is ever going to become perfect like you and Saiki will make sure of it. But of course, his pretty little thing isn’t allowed to know about all of this. After all, you’re the only thing that can’t be tainted with sin in his eyes.

16. Names - Fae Au OH GOD I JUST SAW SOMEONE POST ABT SAIKI K AUS AND I COMPLETELY FORGOT MERMAIDS AND MYTHICAL CREATURES EXISTED-

There's one rule when you meet a Fae. You're not allowed to give them your name. Y/n bumps into the fae that's been the talk of the town lately. Ever since said Fae stole away Teruhashi, the townspeople have been terrified of him. Funny enough, Y/n becomes friends with said fae. Saiki wants them to join him in his place but Y/n declines. Funny enough, there's another boy trying to court you. Saiki decides upon one thing, he's going to get your name before that wretched boy gets to your heart.

17. Your Highness (or Pensées D’amour) - Royal au (Written)

Saiki Kusuo is the reputable heir to the Psi Empire. Ever since the eldest of the two ran away to beat him in conquering nations, he had been left the throne. His grandparents had anointed him as the heir to the throne after his parents had mysteriously disappeared. The only issue lies in finding another noble or royal to marry. Princess Teruhashi from the Gardenia Kingdom has a huge crush on him, but Saiki isn’t interested in her. She feels too fake to trust, not to mention her atrocious thoughts. Another issue is that Saiki doesn’t want to marry someone for status, he wants to marry for love, ironic enough.

Y/n is the infamous royal of the Sirius Kingdom. Hotheaded, fiery, competitive and passionate, they’re well loved by all of their people, and hated by all the nobles. Their parents never forced them into any marriage and they spend their day getting to know the commonfolk and taking suggestions from them to their parents (which are always rejected).

The nobles are planning something against the royal family, and in a desperate turn of events they find themselves promising themselves to Saiki Kusuo of the Psi empire in exchange for help. Kusuo helps them out, and in the end both get their end of the bargain. Kusuo gets himself a person who genuinely loved him, and Y/n gets themselves a willing listener for the commonfolk.

#I love you mwah #saiki x reader #prompts for my messy brain #saiki k x reader #oh if you like deadass want me to write one leave me a comment or anon ask and I'll do it #I am 1 ask away from actually writing these #IM ALSO CLOGGING UP THE TAG IM SORRY BABES #kusuo x reader

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sly-merlin · 3 years

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HUMSAFAR - let me love you forever || lee jooheon

HUMSAFAR || companion or a fellow traveller.

• pairing || jooheon + doctor! y/n

• Ages || 32 and 30

• Genre || transition from angst to fluff to angst to fluff / almost divorced au

• Word count || ~7k

• Warnings || angst???

A/N :: this piece is dedicated to my dear SEVEN @msmadness99 , written for the @kafenetwork kafeholidays event! a little note for you at the end seven! enjoy🥳

beta readers ::my cutie @hunjins and sweetest @adamfoolcry (thank you so much for being patient and correcting me my two grammarly professors) and i hope you enjoyed your cameo aria)

Synopsis ||

At our parting neither you cried nor I

But why is it that neither you slept peacefully nor I

Even as grownups, we sometimes fail to understand how to keep going when the going gets tougher. Easiest decision? Give up. You chose it. Jooheon respected it. But with each passing day, apprehension of parting forces him to finally realise what he should have been doing before the going got tougher for the both of you!

He has a choice. Either to lead you closer to him or let you further away from him. Choosing the former, he makes you wear the binoculars to the past countering your impulsive decision with another of his own.

Without a word spoken, how would he say “Let me love you forever?”

Playlist: rainbow-sana, still falling for you, sixteen - ellie, you are the one for me - Shania, every man of mine - Shania (this one is just for fun)

At our parting of ways, neither you cried nor I

"I can’t take this anymore, jooheon. It’s not love if it suffocates you. Sign these papers so we can both move on. Please!” you pleaded.

November 29

You pleaded.

He complied.

The very next moment, he regretted it.

He was lost in the old conversations when your emerging figure broke his train of thoughts. He removed the baseball cap shadowing his eyes to take a good look at you. You looked tired. Incessantly massaging your nape, you passed his car with heavy footsteps without even sparing him a glance. Checking over his shoulder, he felt his confidence fading away as you neared your own car. His trembling fingers opened the door but his legs refused to move. The fear of facing you after two weeks settled in as shivers travelled from his hands reaching his chest but a voice in his head screamed for him to budge. Today was the day he had waited a long time for. He had been gathering the courage for two whole days and that might not be long for others but for him they were.

Inhaling a deep breath he walked around his car to approach you. From what was obvious to a stranger’s eye, you looked like you were struggling with your bags. Did she lose her keys again? Jooheon wondered.

“Lost something miss? I mean missus.” He corrected himself with emphasis.

He noticed you pausing your actions. Your back was still facing him but you were no more rummaging through your bag. When you turned around, he was met with a pair of furrowed brows.

“What are you doing here?” you asked in an ice cold voice.

“I just- I just wanted to see you.” he replied forgetting his love-speech he had memorised earlier.

“Leave! And never come here again. Anyone could recognise you here!” you deadpanned but couldn’t hide your worry for his privacy making him smile involuntarily.

“How are you?” he continued ignoring your warning.

“What exactly are you looking for joo?” He loved the way the nickname rolled off your tongue.

“You.”

“I won’t repeat again joo. Do not bother me again!”

“And why is that?”

“We are divorced.”

“Not yet!”

“It’s just 13 days joo. Then you’ll be free.”

“But I don’t want to.” You rolled your eyes at his sharp tongue.

“Papers are signed joo. I’m not sure where you are heading but save yourself the hard work and focus on your career instead. I need to go home.”

You whirled around to continue the search for keys when jooheon smoothly picked you up to place you on the car hood causing you to let out a small yelp. Holding you securely, he closed the unwanted distance to rub his forehead against yours to ease the creases on your head. Right when you were about to release the breath you held, his lips met your right cheek in a sweet kiss. His one hand cupped your chin in the softest of the manner and twisting his own face to the right, his cheek met with your lips to earn one for himself as well. Before you could decipher his train of actions, you were positioned back on your feet. Winking at your baffled face, he walked back to his car, all while smiling like an idiot.

“What are-?

“Don’t forget to eat something. I’ll see you tomorrow. Oh and check your pant pockets!” he shouted inappropriately loud for a public place.

His car left the parking lot and unconsciously your trembling fingers traced the pant pockets. The keys were in your pocket and like always, he was the one that reminded you!

Time passed but you kept staring at the empty space, transfixed by his actions.

But then, what’s this that neither you nor I slept peacefully!

The glass photo frame in your hand was stained with salty mixture of your tears and the mascara that was adorning your eyes till few minutes ago. Your fingers brushed the drops away to save the photo but the endless stream wasn't helping much. With back against the bedroom door and the chilled surface beneath, your body slightly shook at the midnight coldness. The heater managed to increase the temperature of the room yet it failed to release the warmth that your heart yearned for.

The photo you held with your dear life was taken in Rome, at the congratulatory trip you both had taken on your first marriage anniversary. You both were standing on the top of the Spanish steps when the tourist photographer had clicked you with hands interlocked and eyes trained on each other, a perfect heart-warming moment. You both considered yourself lucky as a few months after your trip, sitting on the same stairs was banned. Your fondness with this piece of glass and paper couldn't be described in mere words, at least you always failed to explain your love for it. And now this immortal memory was your solace in nights.

You didn’t clearly remember the day, month or year when you first encountered it. you didn’t remember the exact time when the loneliness you felt when he went away for weeks on tours, the desire to snatch few moments for the both of you, the love that still grew with each day despite not being close was morphed into a guilty conscience of your inability to shower him with the same amount of love and affection you desired when he was away. What started with him ended up with you? Even in med school and his rap rehearsals, you both managed to take some for each other leaving no room for complaints. But as the years passed, you got occupied but you still got by, somehow. Even when he went to endless tours you took it upon yourself to surprise visit him from time to time so he won't feel alone and for that you even started double shifts to use them for leave. You did what you could until it was impossible to give your all and finally you grew tired of it. It was a year ago when you had your first fight over the issue. Jooheon had taken hiatus and booked a vacation as a surprise but you were unable to take any leave. In his displeasure, he had thrown some harsh words at you but nothing that a sweet love filled apology couldn't fix. But that small argument developed into extended string of many.

"Let's have a baby y/n. It's been more than 10 years since we got together. I think we are ready for an addition" he had proposed, only two days after you were promoted. You were burdened and confused.

You refused.

He complied.

When few months passed you felt like a liability on the man who wanted nothing more than to have a family with you. So you proposed the end.

"I can’t take this anymore jooheon. It’s not love if it suffocates you. Sign these papers so we can both move on. Please!” you pleaded.

He hesitated but agreed. You'd be lying if you said it didn't hurt. You expected him to start another fight with you but more importantly for you!

That was a month ago and now you were lying on the cold floor crying yourself to sleep to pass another night.

Jooheon??

You had never called him that. It was always joo for you! Since you were 19? 20? He couldn't remember but it had always been joo.

Ignoring the trivial fights that stretched over for more than a year had been one of the biggest blunders of his life. For what he considered insignificant, you took as warning. The things he remained oblivious of, marked the end of a decade old relationship. As much as he wanted to stop you, he couldn't. How he could be selfish when it came to the person who had loved him selflessly almost half of his life.

He complied when you pleaded. And his heart ached at the absence of any tears.

I failed her! These words repeatedly played in his head for two weeks. Who else was to blame for the calamity than himself? He was the other pillar of the house that you both had built once. He, instead of protecting it had shattered you as well.

That was a month ago. Following a week after that cursed day, you both signed the papers and had queued your petition due to winter holidays. Year was ending and so his life.

It was two weeks ago. When he moved out of the house. You had insisted upon shifting into the hospital dorms but he refused. You complied.

But miracles happen at unexpected places. For him, it held true.

Two weeks ago, you had called him for separation of an old joint account. You had opened your wallet for your id card when he had found his hope. In your wallet laid multiple stamp sized photos of him, some old some new. He was aware that you used to get your favourite photos in stamp size just to carry around but why his! When you had curtly made it clear that your feeling for him had died down.

With chaotic mind he had reached home. The entangled mess that his thoughts were found themselves making straight queues of responses that lined up from his head to heart.

There was a chance you had lied. Why? He didn’t know. The only think he was sure of was that he loved you. And perhaps you did too! And he couldn’t let you further away from him.

Your impulsive actions would be compensated by his own!

In the eyes that hold my beloved, who else can be beheld

5 December.

“I have to attend appointments joo. You just can’t turn this hospital into a picnic spot. If you don’t want to meet the security then don’t ever show your face again!” you warned again.

From the past three days, he has been camping in your office. Though he did wear a mask and a cap, you were still afraid his fans would recognise him causing trouble for you in the hospital.

“Yo! No need to be aggressive woman. I just came to eat your homemade food. I’ll go right after that. You want to eat with me?”

His crinkled eyes were persuading you to agree but always knowing better, you shook your head and left the room after picking up few charts.

Shutting the door with a thud, you left the room. Jooheon’s palm met with the table, the loud noise coming back to pierce through his ears.

Why were you so stubborn!

All he wanted was a response of some sort that, if not a guarantee, would give him an assurance that he was indeed chasing his old y/n. not that lack of any was going to stop him, he was just getting anxious. He was already late. The only way to have you back was to crawl towards you, slowly, cautiously until you were ready for him to run to you.

Till then?

A little effort and lots of waiting!

6 December

You saw him leaning against your car. Again!

“What do you want Jooheon?”

“Go on a vacation with me?”

You rubbed your forehead in frustration, “are you high joo? You cannot ask me to trips! You shouldn’t even be here in the first place. You probably don’t remember but we are not together anymore!”

“Have you lost your mind y/n.” he mimicked. “The divorced is not finalised yet.”

“I don’t know what bit you in a month but all this is not a joke for me joo. I’m not taking divorce to go on fun holidays wi-

“Nothing is a joke for y/n.” his voice suddenly grew serious, “just two weeks is all I’m asking from you.”

“We. Are. Separating! What part of this are you finding hard to understand?”

“Separation to separating? Nice journey baby.” He snarked, standing tall, jamming his hands in his pockets.

“I don’t want to be anywhere near you.”

“You owe me few days y/n. I’m just cashing those.” He said nonchalantly.

“We both owe each other many things but you don’t find me demanding any?”

“Three weeks”

Wrapping your arms around yourself and ignoring his requests, you circled the car.

“Two weeks?”

You opened the door and threw the bag onto the seat.

“Please y/n.” you yapped at the proximity of the voice, gulping at him literally sitting on his knees!

“Joo do-

“I’m not asking for reconciliation. I just wanna spend some time with you. Nothing more, nothing less. I don’t wanna leave you with a guilt y/n. please.”

9 December

“Of all the places, why here? If this is where you want me to waste my 15 precious holidays then sorry I’m out!”

“Can’t you just shut your judgemental mouthpiece and concentrate? Kihyun is about to enter the stage.” He whispered, picking some piece of lint from your jacket.

Yes, you were on a vacation. Your guilty conscience had over weighed your screaming rationality and also because he was too persistent. But this was opposite the vacation he sounded so excited about! No offence to kihyun, you loved the elder but the operas were not your thing and certainly not with a body running on 2.5 hours of sleep and caffeine!

“Look look, there he is!” jooheon slightly jumped on his seat.

You begrudgingly craned your neck to notice the man entering the stage with other two artists. Without further ado, the world-famous opera singers greeted the audience and began singing.

Taking a look at jooheon's face, you observed how his eyes lit up when kihyun's voice reverberated in the auditorium. The seemingly incurable boredom due to the same old melody slowly dispelled as the prominent wrinkles emerged around his eyes, the deep dimples appearing as if his cheeks had been scooped out.

He was invested in the performance and you in a very particular audience. You thoroughly enjoyed the side view of the exclusive affair until you just couldn’t anymore.

12 December

For the tenth time, you tried your best to push yourself but the heavy, soft clouds forced you further into the bed. You felt snug under the warm blankets, the relief of not having to wake up and run to the hospital at 7 a.m. finally crushing you but in a warm way.

Kihyun's high notes still echoed in your head as you prepared breakfast. This was the reason you weren’t super excited over watching him being all majestic on the stage. Since college days, you never liked how his voice would live in your head for several days after only an hour of performance. As for the recent one, it was two days ago, the day you last saw jooheon. You had tried to call him the day after with the purpose of throwing a small gratitude speech regarding his gentlemanliness for dropping your sleepy self to home but you weren't lucky enough to receive an answer. You felt annoyed at first for his carelessness towards the so called vacation but your annoyance died down after a much needed 8 hour nap. Now, you were sprawled on the couch eating away the delicious food while catching up on an old show.

No sooner had you finished the food than you ran for the door.

"My queen!" He squealed, pouty lips trying to touch you before his needy arms could. You rolled your eyes, opening the door for him, turning around only at the dramatic gasp he let out.

"What?"

"That's not how you greet your guests missus!"

"Guest?" You scoffed before continuing, "since when joo?" Strolling around the living room, you missed jooheon's perplexed eyes.

"Do you wish to stand there for the whole day?" You jabbed to which his lips merely curved up in the disgustingly adorable half smile that you hated so much.

"Do you want to eat?" You offered

"No. I'm good. Just here for a pick up."

"I could've taken up the surgery Mr. Nam is doing today! You wasted my two days!" You shouted from the kitchen, pouring some juice for him.

"Looks like someone slept well. Your zombie eyes are gone woman" he looked through the glass, clearly poking fun at your swollen eyes. "And please refrain from mentioning scissors and blood for a few days. Also take an extra coat."

"Umm what are we exactly doing?"

"I'll let you know missus!" You groaned at the overuse of the title you were no longer associated with but remained silent. For the time being.

"FUCKIN SNOW TUBING! You screamed in horror as your now soon-to-be ex hubby parked the car. "You know I hate this so much. What are we doing here?"

"Chill madam. You won't die. Besides you said you wanted to try it once before dying and according to an ancient saying who has seen tomorrow so let's go."

"No thanks"

"Thank me later baby" he snickered.

"I don't want to wear those already worn tubing pants Joo! Let's just go back." You protested but he merely rolled his eyes at your weak protest and grabbed your arm, dragging you along the railing.

After obtaining the tickets, you both were guided towards the changing area. A man handed you the snow pants wrapped in clear plastic.

“Sir are these pants washed?” jooheon asked, very obviously ridiculing you.

“Yes mister. These clothes are dry-cleaned and sanitized for proper care.” The man explained politely.

Jooheon’s judging brows danced in sync before he left you alone to change. The pants were comfy but you couldn’t say same about the whole tubing thing you were going to experience. You weren’t against snow or the related activities, but the ski slopes were frightening. Even thinking about the steep run, you felt nauseous.

Wintry air blew your hair as you stepped outside of the lodge area and into the white carpet zone. The temperature seemed to be decreasing as you took slow steps for the tubing area. As jooheon took your hand in his, you knew there was no escaping.

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"Did you take my pictures? I got to post it. Everyone needs to know I went for tubing. They are going to be shocked boy!"

You kept mumbling while sipping your hot chocolate. You were busy staring at the snowman marshmallow melting into the drink that you missed his loving gaze on you.

"Yeah of course everyone needs to know. That the scaredy cat y/n, who's afraid of slopes, after 8 years of resolution, finally went to snow tubing"

"Are we going somewhere else" you mistakenly voiced your hope but feeling embarrassed, immediately drew your eyes back on the mug.

"No. You ain't feeling it but you are pretty overwhelmed. Let’s just buy some pasta and then I'll drop you home. I forgot my glasses so I can't drive too late"

Your face instantly dropped at his open disregard for your subtle indication. Blowing on the hot drink, you tried to drown his words with loud slurping but the disappointment was evident on your face.

Jooheon took a note of that, suddenly feeling not so exhausted!

And just like that another day was over!

13 December

The car rolled along the few bungalows that lined up across the apartment building where jooheon was residing since last month. He had called you to pick him up for his car had suddenly stopped working which was quite strange considering how much he cared for his boy toys. But here you were, returning the favour of his kindness!

"What are you aiming for Joo? This is not a holiday, it's just a city tour. And now a bookstore? Why are you choosing all the boring things in the world! Do you want me to throw you out of my car? You huffed as he mentioned the next destination.

“Bookstores? Boring? For you?" His nose crinkled as if he smelled a burnt egg.

"I love reading and you know that! But these days I- I don't get enough time to finish a book. Not even in a month! I don't wanna hoard more books and then feel guilty while passing our library" hearing yourself, you understood how frustrated you were over the fact that even after building a mini library to enjoy your love for reading , you weren't able to do the same.

"Yes I know! That’s why I don't understand why you refuse to make some time for yourself. Just like this vacation. You can take some days off. You are no more under strict supervision y/n. You can use your allowed days!"

"I know I'm promoted and all but it comes with a responsibility. I just can't leave everything for juniors and seniors to handle while I enjoy a cup of coffee!"

"Don't tell me they don't get their paid leaves! When they are not considerate enough then why do you bother so much about t- stop? Stop the car right here!"

Startled at his howling, you hit the brakes and parked the car in the permissible area.

"What was that bitch! You wanna kill me or something?" His eyeballs widened into infinity as your chest rose and fell with newfound anger. For a tiny person, you sure had some Good temper.

Horrified, he sheepishly smiled at you before pointing outside with his finger. Your focus changed scenery when you looked outside, blood calming in an instant, hands smacking your own face in astonishment.

"Oh shit! This is still alive!"

"Cut the profanities kid."

Some other time you'd have sliced off his tongue for calling you a kid but all your attention was diverted to the store outside. Jooheon chucked to himself as your eyes gleamed with something he had been missing from days and he was simply satisfied.

The Renaissance book cafe!

The place you once called your home! Not dramatically but literally as all your time beyond studied was spent there!

The bell chimed as you both entered the cafe. The air smelled of the warm memories that still lived within you but the consciousness that the walled space provided wasn't something you'd have carried with you.

It was a nice cosy 2 storey building, owned by an old couple. They both used to sit on the receptionist seat together, making everyone coo at their loveliness towards each other. But nothing remains steady! The old man was sitting alone, reading some comic book, not caring about anyone's arrival.

You exchanged an understanding look with jooheon before entering further.

The aroma of gold liquid felt oddly similar.

"Came for the books and stayed for the coffee. “You mumbled

"Come for the coffee and stayed for you" He whispered in your ear before walking away. “I need some short stories to detoxify myself.” He announced, stretching his arms not glancing behind. He knew if he did he's found you stunned and glued. But instead you passed him weakly, going straight for the fiction section.

"At least someone has enough time to properly read. Unlike me!"

Jooheon's heart knew your now dulled expression was not just because of the books. The old couple had been the subject of jooheon's final graduation project but being too busy with rookie career you had happily offered to do the observational worksheets for him. Their smiles, little arguments, interactions with each other and customers had taught you more about life then you'd have had on your own. His arm outstretched on its own but he retracted. He couldn't!

"Hey y/n. Let’s go upstairs!" He said, gripping your hand tightly, dragging you along with him.

"Slow down joo."

Nostalgia warmed your body as your feet led you to the section devoted solely to the majestic 1700s and 1800s. He watched as you grinned, fingers brushing on various titles

"How much time do we have?" You queried hopefully.

"Umm." He pretended to count, “the whole day" you slightly jumped on your toes at his words before picking up your favourite classic from the shelf.

"Which one do you want?" You asked like your hands weren't on the other copy of the same volume.

"I always read same as you!" He felt offended at you forgetting the most significant detail.

"Oh ok."

Shoving his copy to his chest, you made your way to the distant two seater couches. The setting of the table was incredibly inviting. It's was situated on the corner where there was minimum light, perfectly providing you the comfort of home.

"Oh hear me out y/n. There's a superb paragraph" You shifted your gaze towards him as he sipped on his coffee. "Once upon a time there's was a 19 year old boy named as Lee jooheon. On insistence of his friends, he once visited an amazing coffee shop. The ambience of the shop was so alluring that he decided to take a stroll. No book caught his eye but a certain pair of eyes did. The beautiful maiden's captivating eyes seduced the poor man into daily visits. With each passing day, he found himself getting trapped inside those y/e/c orbs. He wished the woman would spare him a glance or two. He wished she'd call his name one day. He desired to be born as the bookmark in his next life or the book itself! For she'd stare all day lo-

"Well if the young man didn't shut his mouth then the not-so-young maiden would pour the hot coffee onto his head." You whisper yelled as he cowered away dramatically.

"Chill. I'm just trying to have some fun. It's totally cool"

You nodded knowingly before fixing your gaze on the lost words.

Only if you knew what he truly meant by it!"

His eyes had the song that I never sung aloud

16 December

"I wanna stay here. Backstage!" You pouted, pulling shownu by his arm.

"Jooheon would kill me!" He shrugged.

"Please noni don't wanna stand with those mad fangirls and besides, I have heard your songs plenty of times. What difference it'd make"

He pressed his lips together, eyes glaring at you. "Wow y/n. It's been like 14 months since you attended our last concert. Now you don't wanna even stay in the audience. Where's the y/n who loved the thrill of bass!" His spoke and went on to ruffle your hair.

"14 months?" You chuckled. “No way! Your calculation is so wrong!"

Shownu folded his arms against his chest giving you a no-nonsense look, "then care to explain why your dear husband is shouting at everyone to not cause any problem because his precious wife is attending after 14 months! Even the food delivery man knows that you are here. After 14 months. Precisely"

A wave of guilt coursed through you as you took in his words. You truly didn't remember the last time you went out to support your husband. Another breeze followed at the realisation that jooheon was actively making efforts. For what? You couldn't say but being aware of his little measures, you didn't want him to stop. Why? You couldn't say that either but something tender had made its way to your heart and thawed the ice.

Despite having the VIP seats, the commotion that was going to follow made you anxious. It wasn't that you weren't fond of the monsta's power packed concerts but fangirling over your family members didn't set right onto you or you could say you didn't feel thrill that the rest of audience dealt with. You were glad that kyun's girlfriend was present to provide you the much needed company.

The evening was about to end and you were catching up with mina when suddenly your voices drowned out among the hooting of the crowd.

"Well everyone, someone has a special surprise for you all. This is a complimentary performance dedicated to all of you. Please enjoy and merry Christmas everyone"

The lights focused on the single chair on the centre stage. After a few seconds, the spotlight was occupied by a raven haired man.

Jooheon

“What is he doing up there? With a guitar?” mina jerked her head in your direction and found you equally flabbergasted by the whole scenario.

“I don’t know.” you barely managed to whisper back.

“I never knew he could play that?”

Mina’s wonder laced look and also of everyone present in the arena was worth capturing. Because they had simply never seen that man with a guitar before. He was always the enthusiastic, wildly alive rapper on stage. His secret acoustic career had always remained exclusive for your ears. Until now. With hair down and a simple hoodie, face rid of any makeup, he mirrored the younger version of jooheon who learned guitar specifically for you.

You noticed how his eyes met yours for a second but darted away. He cleared his throat nervously. Not only you but the whole arena could sense the odd overwhelming feeling that he radiated. The audience seemed all ready to see him in action but you slightly chuckled at how fidgety he was being. You could only hope he won’t run away from the stage.

But instead he exhaled mightily, shifted his posture and the very familiar tune resounded in the quiet place.

“When was the last time he sang this to me?” you quizzed yourself.

As he proceeded with the song, you felt like something you treasured for so long was being exposed to the whole world. Unlike others, the lyrics spoke differently to both of you.

You’re still the one I run to

The one that I belong to

You’re still the one I want for life

Look how far we’ve come my baby.

You knew, among the sea of people, the only ears he wanted to reach were yours and you wanted nothing more than to scream on the top of your lungs that you indeed would run to him and he was still the one that you needed.

You wanted to. But you chose not to.

19 December

Your hand secured in his, he took painfully small steps to match yours as you were too busy ogling at every piece of item displayed in the showrooms. You weren’t interested in buying anything as you had told him earlier and he was pleased with anything as long as he got to be with you. Knowing that you were not keen on spending time outside in the cold, he was initially afraid of your reaction when he had suggested the idea of doing Christmas shopping. But your sparkling eyes had liberated him of the worries. Slipping into the crowd was easy but keeping a pace was getting difficult. It was an hour ago and now his one hand was crammed into his pocket and other one was holding yours. He had a Christmas presents list tucked in his shirt pocket but the warmth of your happy eyes was not something he wanted to lose at that moment. It was early in the evening so having plenty of time on his hands, he was more than happy watching you smiling like an idiot.

“Oh shit! Why didn't you remind me? We have to buy toys for ari!" You reminded him. Aria was minhyuk's three year old daughter and being the only kid in your friend circle she was more than just spoiled.

"What to get this time?" Jooheon's muffled voice got lost in his mask.

"What?"

He crouched down to speak in your ear, "I said what to buy?"

"Oh ok. Umm how about a roller coaster? She can play with it in summers and a Lego set of-

Jooheon was already looking at you when your head snapped up. "Which Lego set should we get?"

"A musical theatre"

"A hospital building"

"No"

You both cut each other and shouted, gaining unnecessary attention from a few passer bys. Slightly bowing to particularly no one, you dragged him by his elbow to enter a small antique shop.

"Why would a 3 yr. old need a hospital building" he sounded bothered by your choice.

"And she ain't going to be a musician either"

"Oh so this is about that hmm? Sorry to burst your bubble but she's going to be a rapper just like me."

"Yeah yeah we'll see-

"Do you want to buy something sir" you both turned inside the shop to find an old man smiling at you both. He bended forward forward in welcome which you both returned immediately. A glance at his face and you were already feeling awkward for barging into his shop without any purpose but before you could say anything, jooheon took your hand and pulled you outside.

"That was so rude joo!"

"Better than just standing there and looking like thieves caught up in the act" he explained and you merely nodded, getting distracted by the hamleys store in your eyesight.

"There it is!"

Jooheon chuckled at your cuteness and let himself follow your wordlessly.

"Didn't you make your list this year?" You asked, counting the sparkles on the night blanket. Of all members, including you, jooheon was always the most excited one on Christmas. He was always the one to write a list of gifts for others. That's why you were sitting on the concrete bench of the shopping centre, bags resting beside you.

You turned your head to find his eyes unwrinkled, trained on the night sky, face inscrutable under the mask. His was still just like the statue behind you, but his body radiated unprecedented sadness. But you knew him. Hesitantly, your hand reached out to break him from the bubble he had packed himself in. His shoulder trembled under your touch as he finally faced down.

"What?" He whispered.

"I was saying if you prepared a list for the gifts. We can get them so you won't have to shop alone."

"Oh!" He evaded your sight as his right hand mechanically clutched his coat just where he heart resided. You could swear you saw a flicker of something on his half covered face but didn't press any further.

"You ain't gonna get anything this time?" You asked carefully.

"No." He politely refused

You couldn't comprehend the sudden change of demeanour. He was fine in the store while surfing through the shelves so you couldn't understand the reason for his foggy behaviour. Maybe he was tired, you thought and suggested he end the day.

As you both walked the same pathway again, you couldn't help when you passed that antique shop.

Tugging at his arm, you caused him to stop.

"Umm joo, we were rude to that old man. He must have mistaken us as customers. Don't you think we can get something as an apology and maybe I'd find something good as well!" he nodded in affirmation.

"Oh yeah. We should. But hurry up it's getting colder"

You nodded enthusiastically taking a step back to enter the shop. Jooheon shook his head at your childish mannerism. Following you, he found your awestruck gaze at a wooden Christmas tree. It was a polished piece laced with beautiful ornaments. At the centre was a small golden star sparkling enough to blind someone but his gaze was fixed on something else that shone brighter than the artificial piece.

"Can we take it joo? We'll place this on the fireplace shelf, right beside your bronze mic."

The smile on jooheon's face dimmed at your words. Despite denying it several times, you were doing it too often for it to be considered an honest error.

You hummed again pestering for a response but none came.

"Joo! Can we get this?"

"I'll be waiting in the parking lot" before you could respond, he left. You were perplexed at his sudden action so you hurriedly apologized before paying for the tree.

You were breathless by the time you reached the car. Jooheon's head was resting on the steering wheel, arm limp by his side. Concern clouded your mind at his distressed state as he didn't make any move even after hearing the car window noise. Placing the gift pack on the backseat, you called his name. He immediately lifted his head only to look the other way and that's when you heard a muffled sniffle. You inched forward to rub his shoulder but he swatted your hand away as soon as it made contact with his body. It wasn't rude but still something prickled.

"Joo! Baby! Are you fine?"

"Ye-yeah. " He finally looked up but adjusted his cap to hide himself. "Let me just drop you home. Do you want to eat something? I'm not hungry so we can get something for your choice" he babbled, shifting the gears.

"What happened joo. Why are you so upset? Are you feeling sick?" A trail of questions left your lips. The more he remained silent, the more you became anxious.

"No I'm perfectly fine."

"Joo-

"I don't wanna talk about it y/n"

Irritated by his rejection, you resorted on picking your lips instead of paying him any further attention. But your attempts at ignorance went futile when he let out another choked sniffle. For the first time, you felt helpless. Your destination was near and all you could was twist the ring in your third finger, trying to distract yourself.

"I'll keep the toys with me. I'm gonna visit them tomorrow so I'll give it to them. Take your tree though"

You were already home!

"Are y-yeah I'll do that. Good night. “You remained rooted in the seat for the next few seconds but when there was no hope left, you whirled around to pick the paper bag from the backseat. Just when you clicked the button to open the door, your peripheral vision caught something on the space above the glove compartment. It was not there earlier!

Without thinking twice, you touched the paper picking it up, "is it a bill?" You were about to unfold it but jooheon acted faster than lightning to snatch it. He was swift yet failed as your grip was stronger.

"Go away joo. It'd tear!" You twisted your whole body towards the window as he struggled.

"Y/n it's mine."

He kept trying but you sneakily opened the door and jumped out of the car. You heard a loud curse but without a care for the man, you focused on the task at hand. Nothing was visible due to the natural darkness so you turned on your camera flash to look at it. Jooheon was also out of the car by now.

"Binoculars to the past?" You read out loud the words written in the centre.

"Is this some poetry joo?" If you had looked up, you'd have noticed the drained colour on his face. He was eventually going to tell you about it but he wasn't ready yet. And you kept reading out loud twisting his insides.

"Number one, sleep. Number two, meet up with hyungs, have a coffee with the old couple. Would she agree for the concert? Snow tubing to freak her out, guitar practice? Visit my parents, buy Christmas gifts? And test the waters? Withdraw the application?” your breath quickened as you recited the list.

“WI-withdraw the application joo? You also agreed to it now I don't see where the problem is-

“You can't see the problem” he interjected in a tired voice. “All this is a major problem y/n. We are divorcing and that's the problem. We'd never eat or live together and that's the problem. We'd never be there for each other and it might not be a problem for you but it is for me! I can't thin- you don't know how much I'm regretting giving in to you. I don't want to live without yo-

You didn't let him complete before you ran inside the building. He called after you but didn't follow.

But it was not over for him!

There was animosity, Indifference and anguish

The one who I was parted with had everything

But be didn't have unfaithfulness

Sprawled on the bed with the photo in hand you were missing him more than ever. The intensity of the pain you felt left you shook. You glanced at the ceiling with blurry vision. In the past week, jooheon had managed to bring the same felicity that you had known once. But with each passing tear, it flew away. You had already bid farewell to him three weeks ago. It was already over from your side so why you were still wounded. You were scared that one more day and you'd end up giving in to him. And you wanted everything but to cause him further affliction.

You winced at the constant noise of your phone. It was buzzing and there seemed no end to it. Sniffling sharply, without looking at the contact, you picked it up.

"Who's I-

"Don't leave me" the wretched sob that pierced through the phone had you dead. Pulling yourself up, you gulped against his words. He was breaking but so were you. Sounded like he had some things to say, you had too. “Please y/n. Each day is harder than the last. Please, just one more time, give me a chance to make you happy. I won’t fail you again.”

The image of his crushed face flashed through your mind and a moist hiccup shook you up.

“I’d never fight again. No arguments, I promise! I’ll change myself. Just give me a chance.”

Disbelief washed over when you heard his words. He was cursing himself for being the source while it all had started with you and not him. Your much needed explanation that followed flowed with struggle. “I- you were doing more than enough. I’m unable to return your love with the same intensity. You can find someone better t-to d-devote yourself to. I can ne-

“Did I ever say you were not doing enough? Did I- I’m sorry if I ever made you feel like that. I never meant to.”

“You didn't do anything, joo. It felt the emptiness between us. You must have too! We can both do better than this joo. I proposed divorce after calculating everything. You were not happy anymore joo. I was getting bus-

“I was happy. Very happy. I respected your decision because you said you didn’t love me anymore! You never told me that my supposed happiness was the reason.” he choked out a reply. “You co-could have talked to me. It’s not like I wouldn’t have heard you. We could have found an understanding. There were two people in this relationship y/n. You had no right to decide for me!”

His words echoed through your room. You hid your face in your knees, trying to maintain the tranquillity and he didn't speak for a few minutes, donating you the time to collect yourself.

“You were-” you began, harshly rubbing the tears off your cheeks, “you were suffering joo. You took hiatus, twice, for me and I couldn't manage some time to be there with you. I knew how it felt to be the one waiting joo. I knew how you felt when I wasn't there to share your life.”

“Half of my life, I’ve been away. You never thought about a divorce before.”

“Because I thought everything would be solved one day. But I don't know how we exchanged places. Since last year you were the one waiting for me. The days are longer when you are suddenly left alone joo.”

“And instead of asking me, you simply decided for me as well. Why did you wait for all these years?”

“I loved you joo. I would never have left you just because you were a little busy.”

“Then why can’t you expect the same from me dammit. Why can’t I spend few days, dinners and nights alone? Why can’t I return you the love you showered me with all these years?”

“You wanted a baby and I was-

“I want a baby with you! Whenever you want and even if you don’t its fine, totally fine. You could’ve said so instead of putting so much pressure over yourself over nothing. This is not the y/n I fell in love with!”

“You should go home joo. It’s getting late.”

“Why didn't you wait a little longer? Am I not worth it?”

“It’s already too late for-

“I can’t let your stupid decisions drive our future. It’s not you! It’s we! And I’ve decided to try again. First but not the last. I’m willing to do this again and again until we no longer need it. We can’t live without each other. Don’t lie anymore. Not to me, not to yourself. We can make through. We promised to love each other forever. Let’s fulfil it. Can you do that?” he asked, expecting nothing yet everything. He hated how quiet you were but it meant you were pondering as well.

You bobbed your head like he could see you. Without much thought, you hang up the phone to let him in, this time for a lifetime.

He was my companion!

4 years later, 23 December, 20:00

"Jooheon where the fuck are you?"

Despite balancing yourself on the two ladder chair, you still lacked a few centimetres for reaching the top of the tree. Star in hand, you waited for your husband but he didn't respond.

"The fuck Lee jooheon! I said put the star on!"

"Why are you cursing in front of a baby?" He cried, scrubbing his hands on the apron.

“You are so annoying. Why did you buy a burj khalifa if you weren’t gonna help!” hips jutted out, you questioned him.

“Well I have some questions too! Why are you so short? Why aren’t you using the big ladder? Why am I in the kitchen? Why is Yves eating the carpet?”

The sarcasm fell off his face when you both saw your daughter. She was lying down and was indeed chewing the side of the carpet that she held in her tiny hands. You both sprinted for the middle of the room where she was enjoying herself.

“Bad baby!” as soon as you picked her up, she wailed like you had snatched her favourite toy.

“She’s just 2! Don’t talk to her like that” he reminded as you handed her over. She was a papa’s girl after all. “Go to the kitchen! I’ll stay here.”

You pursed your lips, refusing the offer. Smiling mischievously, he circled around to hit your butt with his knee before coming back to place a sloppy kiss on your cheek. You clicked the same cheek as he ran away, making horrible plane noises to make Yves laugh. She was pleased, you weren’t.

“Lee jooheon, go back in the kitchen before I make you regret your decision.”

Your warning voice echoed through the house as you raced after them.

And you never ever regretted opening the door that day!

With sunshine and shade, there was no parting ever.

hey SEVEN! it’s candy. you can call me SIMMI ! the past month was such a happy ride with you. in the beginning i wasn’t aware of your blog but as time passed and we talked more, we found out abt our similarities, our love for jooheon and hoshi’s cheeks (this info is impo) and our interests! my sytherin sister! i’m glad you were assigned to me(this is how the message read). i hope we can continue having fun together. and thank you so much for being the sweetest person. ilysm (and this was not a typical christmas fic but i hope you enjoyed it a bit!) now i can bug you without being terrified of that stupid anon button. MERRY CHRISTMAS CUTIE PIE!

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omgjasminesimone · 4 years

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50 Random Dialogue Prompts

1. “So...I’m your emergency contact?”

2. “Oh my god, would you please shut up?!”

3. “It’s on my to-do list.”

4. “You don’t even know what you want.”

5. “I would die for you. You know that, right?”

6. “You can be so annoying sometimes.”

7. “I’m going to have to punish you for that.”

8. “Can you please put down your phone?!”

9. “You smell incredible.”

10. “Geez, you’re so needy.”

11. “This is your playlist? Wow, you have terrible taste.”

12. “...Am I supposed to know who you are?”

13. “Are you...high? You?!”

14. “We’re going to be destitute, aren’t we?”

15. “Do it again. I dare you.”

16. “It’s hard to look at you directly. It’s kind of like staring at the sun.”

17. “You really know how to bruise a guy’s ego. Laughter was definitely not the reaction I was going for.”

18. “Wow, who knew you could get more beautiful?”

19. “Where is it? Don’t play dumb, I know you know where it is.”

20. “...Why are you being so nice to me?”

21. “What do you want for it?” “It’s not for sale.” “Yeah right, everything has a price.”

22. “You just broke my nose!”

23. “Oh my god, you stole it didn’t you?!”

24. “Why are you following me?”

25. “Would you stop for one second and let me explain?!”

26. “I just want to snuggle.”

27. “Come on, I know you can do better than that. Kiss me like you mean it.”

28. “How does such a small body consume so much food?”

29. “When did you get a tongue piercing?”

30. “Let’s set some apartment rules. I’ll start. Naked Tuesdays.”

31. “God, I missed you.”

32. “No way. There are a lot of things I’ll do for you, but that’s where I draw the line.”

33. “I’ve never loved you more than right at this moment.”

34. “You have many talents, but cooking isn’t one of them.”

35. “If you don’t love me anymore, then I need you to tell me and let me go. Because otherwise, I’m not going anywhere. I’m still so in love with you.”

36. “I....I...I can’t even say it out loud.” “Then whisper it in my ear.”

37. “You are a drunk mess.” “I’m just drunk in love with you.”

38. “That skirt is very short.”

39. “Ow! Did you just bite me?!”

40. “Hell no.”

41. “My dad is going to be so mad at you.”

42. “...I don’t have my wallet.”

43. “If you don’t drive me to the hospital right now I’m going to call an ambulance.”

44. “You’re a liar.”

45. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

46. “Would you relax?”

47. “I’m going to destroy that game station with a hammer if you don’t turn it off.”

48. “When you said I wouldn’t be able to walk tomorrow, this is definitely not what I had in mind.”

49. “I hate this. We’re never doing this again.”

50. “Just name it. Whatever you want, it’s yours.”

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onlysmagic · 3 years

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🌌 ——— MEET CORDELIA .

hey hey hey! it's me, honey, back again. i've miss everyone so very much. how have you all been? good, i hope. for the time being, i'll be playing sweet cordy again ( nothing new . . . nothing's changed . . . still the same old cordy! ) but noah could be coming back soon ~* and maybe some new muses *~ ooOOoOOh. as always, hit the heart for a new old friend and i'll im you to get the party started!

cordy’s stats 🌌 cordy’s wanted connections 🌌 cordy’s pinboard

thanks again for an incredibly warm welcome back! i've missed you all terribly!

🌌 — THE STATS .

FULL NAME * . CORDELIA AMI WANTANABE . NICKNAMES * CODY , DELIA , CORDY . AGE * TWENTY-FOUR . DATE OF BIRTH * APRIL 3RD 1996 . STAR SIGN * ARIES . HOME TOWN * NARA , KANSAI , JAPAN . GENDER * CIS FEMALE . SEXUALITY * ( CLOSETED ) BISEXUAL . NATIONALITY * JAPANESE . ETHNICITY * ASIAN . FAMILY * WANTANABE TSUYOSHI ( FATHER , MAINTENANCE WORKER - JAPANESE ) & WANTANABE AMI - FORMERLY ITO ( MOTHER , FLORIST - JAPANESE-CANADIAN ) . OCCUPATION * UNEMPLOYED . PLAYLIST * COMING SOON . QUIRK * STELLARKINESIS , OR THE ABILITY TO CREATE AND / OR MANIPULATE STARS AND USE THEIR STELLAR ENERGY .

🌌 — THE STORY.

ONCE UPON A TIME , IN A FAR-AWAY LAND known as nara , an ordinary girl is born to two parents who love her ( but cannot seem to love themselves. ) they name her cordelia and, from a young age, there was always something a little . . . off about their sweet girl. now, many parents would claim that their child glows & a light seems to follow them wherever they wander, but the wantanabes would be right.

it isn’t until the young girl turns 10 that she realizes that no, not everyone can bend space and time to their own whim. not everyone sees the universe as a malleable thing, able to be crafted in one’s own image should they wish. in fact, she is the only one she knows who can do anything of the sort. okay, her dad has superhuman-like strength ( in that he can help her open bottles and things of that sort ) and her mother is incredibly quick-witted, but neither of them can conjure hot balls of gas and light whenever they wish. cordelia can. it’s her mother’s idea to keep it a secret, out of fear that someone could find the young girl and exile her for being so . . . different. delia doesn’t see the harm in it. what’s the worst that can happen? at that age, all she tended to do was bring a bit of starlight to the light-polluted nara and its surrounding areas. it wasn’t like she was dangerous in her mind, it’s all fun and games . . . until someone gets hurt.

and who should get hurt? why, her beloved parents, of course. a freak accident ( a rush, a blur, not knowing where her powers could take her. ) cordelia was swallowed whole by the guilt of seeing both of her parents in the hospital, doctors whizzing around them while not knowing what in the world had gotten to either of them. they couldn’t for the life of them guess; most thought lightning had something to do with it. if they only knew it was the little girl sitting at each of their bedsides, hot tears streaming down her cheeks.

they both eventually got to go home -- becoming known around nara as the lightning couple, due to the belief that they both were struck by lightning, despite the outlandish odds -- but cordy knew that she wouldn’t be able to go home with them. she would never forgive herself if something worse ( and there wasn’t much worse that could happen to either of them ) so she found hosu and ran, ran, ran. of course, when she arrived safe and sound, she wrote to her parents, but she’s broken inside knowing that, well, it has to be this way. it’s breaking them all, but it has to be this way.

🌌 — WELCOME TO THE ISLE.

THE BROWN-EYED girl shows up on the island shaking. she'd never done anything so brash before, yet, here she was, so many miles away from everything she'd ever known and with nothing to her name . . . nothing other than that stupid quirk she'd been all but cursed with.

stupid stars. stupid light. stupid gas. stupid universe.

. . . so what if she's not exactly eloquent, she's too angry to care. what a wicked way to go, but cordelia figures it's better her than her parents. they do forgive her, eventually, but it takes quite a few conversations that last hours upon hours and some good, old fashion groveling. afraid of growing so close to someone that she can hurt them again, cordelia becomes a master of being seen and not heard; it's easier to not be missed if no one really knows you, after all.

but it's incredibly lonely. living by a rule that an eleven-year-old version of herself created is becoming harder and harder with each passing day, especially when she starts having to lie to mom and dad when they ask about her friends ( cordelia never did like that sad sounding sigh that would always come across the line. ) so she creates these fanciful friends and their fantastic adventures across the isle. they all have their own quirks but they learn to live with them, learn to love them and, by extension, themselves. yeah, it sounds something out of a coming-of-age film that cordelia would probably love . . . but what her parents don't know won't hurt them.

but it'll end up hurting cordelia. karma's been chasing not too far behind with its sight set on her and, one day, it finally gets her. a horrible accident, her mother exclaimed, so much blood and just -- what, what is going on? cordelia's heart was in her throat and she wanted to scream until she broke the sound barrier. she nearly went supernova ( quite literally, too. it took everything in her not to explode right then and there. ) her father was hit by some punk drunk driver and was announced dead on arrival . . . what? why would the universe do such a thing? why would those stupid stars that everyone swore by decide to take such an inherently good person away?

it wasn't fair. cordelia fell into a deep deep depression. the stars didn't shine nearly as brightly as they once did ( there was no one to create new galaxies for anymore. ) every night, she'd watch the stars she'd created for her father, her mother, the old friends she knew in nara, die slow deaths. soon, there would be nothing left in the world with her namesake on it and cordelia, all at once, found that to be a crying shame. call it her father's optimism finally rubbing off on her, or just simply finding it hard to keep lying to her now-widowed mother.

she was going to find some friends . . . anyhow, anyway. if karma, the stars, the government, anything or everything was keeping an eye on her, she’d at least give them a worthwhile show.

🌌 — PERSONALITY TRAITS.

POSITIVE : appropriate, brave, balanced, sugary, polite, organized, practical.

NEGATIVE : co-dependent, stuffy, standoffish, aloof, lethal, anti-social, incapable, dishonest.

LABEL : the doll . . . beautiful but fragile / untouchable.

EASTERN ZODIAC SIGN : THE RAT . . . a clever, quick thinker; successful, but content with living a quiet and peaceful life.

WESTERN ZODIAC SIGN : ARIES / THE RAM . . . a fire sign. a passionate, motivated, and confident leader who builds community with their cheerful disposition and relentless determination. uncomplicated and direct in their approach, they often get frustrated by exhaustive details and unnecessary nuances.

PERSONALITY TYPE : INTJ / THE ARCHITECT . . . highly analytical, creative and logical.

🌌 — THE CONNECTION IDEAS .

AURIGA / THE CHARIOTEER . . . you and cordelia live in the same building. you have the ( un ) fortune of living above her, and in the middle of the night, you awaken to so many odd noises. when you look outside your window, you see her in the middle of the field painting the night sky with thousands of sparkling lights. stars . . . and so many of them! maybe you like them, maybe you ask her to spell out a swear word in the sky, or maybe you just want to sleep.

CASSIOPEIA - THE QUEEN . . . cordelia rubs you the wrong way. that emotionless void of a girl has gotten on your last nerve and you are going to show her. how? you're not sure yet, but she will rue the day she ever crossed you. wait, what do you mean she's not that bad? that's not fair! you're supposed to hate her . . . wait, did you ever?

CYGNUS - THE SWAN . . . you fell for a vision. no, literally, a vision. they say you only dream up faces you've seen in real life, and for some reason, cordelia is that face. maybe she visits you in dreams and messes with your head, or maybe she's that serial killer who runs after you down the never-ending hallway with a knife in her hand and a smile on her face. how do you deal with seeing her . . . all the time?

GEMINI - THE TWINS . . . something happened and you were both in a tough situation, with cordelia being in the tougher of the two. you two strike a deal to help one another, but you tell her that she owes you. whatever she owes you, that's the deal ( please don't be weird about it tho ) and, for as long as you'd like, she can run around and do your errands for you, tell everyone your blunt opinion of them ( she's pretty good at that ) or just have to listen to you sing the entire aladdin soundtrack over and over again at 3 am. your call.

LYRA - THE LYRE . . . cordelia's never been the type to truly understand people. she always thought that it was because she was so sheltered growing up, really choosing to spend her time with her parents and a select friends from school. however, as she's grown up, she's come to learn that she does want to understand people . . . she just can't. not for trying, but she's too blunt, too sardonic, too -- cordelia. which is why she enlists your help. you're the golden child and she'd like a little bit of that sparkle to shine on her, thank you very much.

ORION - THE HUNTER . . . call it fate, destiny, whatever you will -- something brought you and cordelia together for a fun summer romance. however, now that summer’s melted into fall and everything is getting colder, so did your romance. you broke it off in a way that you thought was amicable but cordelia would be quick to disagree with. she doesn’t want you back, per say, but she does wish that she could have had better closure than a single text message . . . then again, she wasn’t exactly an angel in the relationship either. after she drops off one of your hoodies, you find a crumpled up note stuck in the pocket of someone confessing their love for cordelia . . . during your relationship. seriously, it includes your name and everything! do you confront her, or do you try and get the pair together?

URSA MAJOR - THE BIG BEAR . . . she didn’t mean to, honestly !! you just so happened to be hit by that star and, oh god, it’s like the entire ordeal with her parents all over again. only except she doesn’t really know you. every day during your stint in the hospital, you receive a bouquet of beautiful flowers -- maybe they’re your favorites or maybe they’re the type you cannot stand -- with the same note. i’m sorry. you figure it isn’t from anyone you know; it can’t be, can it? on your second-to-last day, the apologetic message is accompanied by an address and a little, scratchy handwritten note asking to meet someone there. against your better judgement you do, but no one is there . . . until you look up in the sky to see an incredible array of different-colored gasses ,you’ve never seen a nebula up close, save for photographs. a tall, black-haired girl walks beside you and begins to explain that she did not mean to hit you with a shooting star. she was simply practicing but her aim isn’t where it needs to be. do you believe this girl, or run as far as you can away from her?

#quirks:intro

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detroitbydark · 4 years

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My favorite Haz prompt is Haz walking in on reader masturbating and fantasizing about him, but I'm not sure if I sent that one to you yet or not. I've sent it to a lot of people lol

Hey Love! You haven’t asked me yet and it really is one of my favorite smutty tropes. I did go a little off plan with this. I hope it’s not too disappointing.

Title: Singing in the Shower

Pairing: Roommate!Haz/Reader

Warnings: female nudity, female masturbation, pining

Word Count: 1500+

A/N: This is loosely based off of the story of how my brother scared my sister-in-law while she was taking a shower and she fell and blew her knee out.

You were at your wits end. Harrison’s schedule had synched up with yours and he’d been home every minute you were for two weeks. Two weeks of seeing his shirtless chest and low riding joggers in the morning. Two weeks of hearing him warbling off-key to whatever new playlist he’d just made. Two weeks of walking into the living room of your shared flat to see his long frame stretched out and relaxed on the couch, his thumb tucked into the waistband of his jeans.

You loved Harrison. You really did. Legitimately. That was the problem. A mutual friend had set you up with Harrison when he’d been in need of a new room mate. You’d needed a new place to stay and his flat was beautiful with tons of natural light and a price you could afford without having to sell your plasma. You weren’t prepared to fall for your roommate. He made it so easy with his soft smile and his silly antics. His propensity for bringing you home take away when he’d known you’d had a rough day and sweets when your period started had only gotten you there faster. He was a goof and thoughtful and sexy. You were doomed as soon as you’d moved in.

You had your first dream about him a month after you’d moved in. It was full of innocent kisses and soft embraces but things progressed quickly from there as your waking mind caught up with your nocturnal one. Erotic dreams of Harrison had become a regular occurrence only leading to having to take care of the arousal on awaking and having to add batteries to your bi weekly shopping list.

You weren’t a screamer by any means but you couldn’t help the soft sounds you made as your fingers stroked between your folds and you brought yourself off. It was all well and good with Harrison at work but, with him home, you were terrified the thin walls between your rooms would give you away. You hadn’t gotten off in two weeks and you felt like you were ready to implode.

You curl up on the couch in oversized sleep pants and a tank top with a cup of coffee pressed warming between your palms. It was Saturday and you had nowhere to be and all day to get there. You were thoroughly enjoying your lazy morning as Harrison exited his room, airpods in his ears and a black hoodie in place.

“Going for a run, Love. Want to come?”

You let out a low laugh. He knew better than to ask you to do anything physical before 10 am. You waved him off.

“Think I’m going to take a shower. Maybe clean up a little bit around here.”

Harrison shrugs and throws you a cheeky smile before he heads to the door.

You wait approximately two minutes before you’re in the bathroom. You que up your speaker while you start the shower. Clothes are shucked unceremoniously and you slip quickly under the hot spray. Dream Harrison had taken you up against the shower wall last night and you’d been thinking about it since you’d woken. You’d been uncomfortably wet for over an hour. With Harrison out of the house on a run, you were going to take advantage of the free time to see the dream to completion. Closing your eyes you let hot water beat over your face, the water slicking your hair back as your hands run up over your stomach, the tips of your fingers circling around the pebbled peaks of your nipples. You try to think of what Harrison’s long calloused fingers would feel like as you pinch one nipple, rolling it between your fingers enjoying the spike of arousal that shoots straight to your core. You imagine the cocky smile Harrison would shoot you as you whimper his name into the stream of water. Your other hand brushes your hair back over your shoulder as you imagine Haz’s lips along your shoulder. Would he use his teeth and nip at your neck? In this fantasy he does.

The hand not fondling your breasts slips down between your thighs, stroking through sopping, slick folds. Fantasy Harrison murmurs praise in your ear as your back arches.

“So sweet for me, love. So ready for me, aren’t you?”

You can’t help but moan “Yes, Haz, please…” Your fingers rubs your clit in smooth, quick circles. You’ve been so turned on since the moment you awoke that you know it won’t take long. You imagine fantasy Harrison turning you toward the shower wall, placing your hands against the wall while his hands rest on your hips and he lines up with your cunt. When he slides inside you, your fingers circle your clit faster. Your climax is quickly approaching as you start gasping out Harrison’s name. Every muscle in your body is tense as you feel your body gripping at what you can only imagine. You’re so close. So close…

“BOO!”

Harrison’s voice cuts through your fantasy. Your foot stays planted while your knee attempts to turn. You cry out as you feel something in your knee pop and you crumple to the shower floor.

Everything happens so quickly. Harrison is pulling the curtain back and you’re yelling at him to go as you clutch at your knee. Water pelts Harrison’s back as he tries to figure out how to help you up. His eyes are wide and full of concern.

“Christ Haz!” you shriek trying to cradle your knee and cover your tits. “Turn the water off! Get me a towel!” You can see the moment when he realizes that you’re naked and his cheeks flush bright red as he turns to shut the water off and drapes a fluffy white towel across you. He’s still standing one foot in the tub, one out, hovering over you. You’re both breathing heavy as you try to stand. You suck in a sharp breath as pain shoots up your leg. You turn your eyes up to Harrison whose hands are hovering, trying to figure out if he should touch you or not.

“What the hell were you thinking?” You whine.

Harrison shrugs pathetically. “I forgot my card. I was gonna grab some of those chocolate croissants you like from the bakery on the way back. I heard you say my name! I thought you knew I’d come in” Harrison looks at you apologetically. “If you didn’t know I was home, why were you saying my name?!”

You can feel your face heating up as he continues to watch you, he’s gaze becoming curious. There was no way in hell you were going to admit that he’d caught you masturbating.

You do the mature thing.

You change the subject.

“I think I messed up my knee up” you let some of the pain your feeling bleed into your voice. It’s distraction enough for the time being as the pair of you try to figure out how to get you out of the shower. After trying to pull you up by your arms and trying to let you do it by yourself Harrison lets out a frustrated grunt.

“I’m gonna just pick you up.”

“Oh hell no you’re not.” You growl incredulously. You watch him roll his eyes as he rubs a hand through his dripping hair. He pulls his hoodie over his head and tosses it in the corner. It lands with a wet smack. His white under armor clings to his chest.

“Shut up, Y/N and let me help you.”

You glare for a moment. Harrison raises an eyebrow, daring you to challenge him. A deep sigh escapes your lungs as you attempt to readjust the towel before you give him a nod. He lifts you gently, only bobbling for a second as his arm sweeps under your legs for support. Your arms go around his neck instinctively and you hide your face against his chest.

When he sets you on your bed you think that’s it but he grabs one of your sports bras and tees from your dresser. He tosses them your way before he slips out of the room. You pull the clothes on quickly. He comes back with a pair of his sweats and a dry towel. He’s pulled his wet shirt off. Your knee is the only thing that keeps you from actively drooling over your roommate.

“I figured it’d be easier for you to get my sweats on.” He moves behind you and starts toweling at your hair. “We’re going to get you checked out by the doctor.”

You try to argue but you decide against it as he gently works the towel over your hair. You manage to get his sweats up over your legs and hips. He was right. His sweats fit much easier over your rapidly swelling knee. You both sit quietly.

“So,” he begins nervously, “I can only think of one good reason you’d be saying my name when you thought I wasn’t around.”

You bite your lip hard. Glancing across the room you can see him watching your reflection in your mirror, his blue eyes don’t leave yours.

“Harrison…” you should just own up to it. You should tell him.

“Yeah, love?”

“Think I’m ready to head to the hospital now.”

#harrison osterfield #haz osterfield #harrison osterfield fic #they were roommates #prompt #hoforhaz #haz osterfield fic

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nisaadventures · 4 years

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I’m turning 30 in 10 days... yikes.

The last year of my life has sucked... lol. Okay, it wasn’t all bad. I’m exaggerating... but I’m also not. I know there were plenty of nice moments in the last year... but when I think about the last year of my life, its just full of so many firsts... awful firsts...

First time celebrating their birthdays without them...

First holiday season without them... anyone else miss mom’s turkey? Most people don’t like traditional thanksgiving dinner because the turkey is more often dry... mom’s was never dry... Okay the key people.. Don’t actually cook your stuffing in the turkey. Its just going to suck all the juice life out of your bird... I mean come on. Trick #1 stuff the turkey with fresh cut oranges and yes, you can leave the skin on... #2 do majority of the oven time in an oven bag to keep the moisture in. #3 cook breasts down. Its the part thats usually most dry, so duh... keep it in the juicy, buttery goodness of the pan. I never made the entire meal, I usually just helped mom with everything. These are just some things I’ve taken away in my observations.

Halloween trip to Disneyland without them... Disney is always a good time, but I’d be lying if I said my heart didn’t feel heavy in some way... and that is saying something because Disneyland is my happy place lol.

Looking forward to 2020... Hoping that it had so much better in store for us.

Dear lord... what a joke.

Going to Hawaii for our “family trip” without them...

A pandemic without them... I mean yes, I’m thankful they aren’t out there with COVID on the rise... I’m glad they’re not stuck at home because COVID. Mom and Michael are both too much of busy bees to be cooped up in the house for too long.

Not going to lie... picking up where they left has been hard. All of moms plants... The dogs.. Taking care of the backyard, where Michael usually would. Mom would definitely do too much at once. She’d be out in the yard planting something and pulling out something else in her damn UGG boots! wth mom?! Those are expensive! lol. “Oh its fine.. I’ll wash them.” Omg lol. Either that, or she’d be over here trying to move heavy a$$ pots by herself and I’d have to stop her before she hurt her back. Ayiyi.

Keanu and Aria’s birthdays without them... seeing my babies sad and missing their grandma, grandpa, and aunties has been hard. It will be out of nowhere sometimes... and all the nights of Aria waking up in the middle of the night crying. I feel you baby girl... I get it. I miss them too... Its okay to be sad... Mantras...

You were her little rays of sunshine. Grandpa and grandma loved you SOOOO much.

Mom would babysit the kids on Saturday mornings, while Kuya, Vaness, and I went to workout. They’d go get breakfast, pancakes and eggs, at UJs. She’d take them to Target, the dollar store, Walmart, etc. just so they could look and maybe get something to play with together. She always crafted with them.

Living in this house... especially with COVID... has been hard. I miss just sitting at the dinner table, eating sho mi, and talking about work. Mom and Michael getting all worked up over some crazy manager, or something going down with the union.. yup, that’s where I get it from... advocacy and leadership skills FTW. One thing they could always talk about for HOURS was work lol.

I remember when I was a little girl, Mom would let me play in the bathtub until I was all wrinkled. She would let me bring all my toys into the tub. At one point I even had a care bear doll that she, for some reason, let me take in the bath lol. She’d throw it in the dryer for me after I was done.

I remember going to the grocery store with mom and leaving with two full a$$ grocery carts because we had a full house at all times. I mean it was Kuya, my cousin Jojo, my brother Derric, my cousin John, Bubba, my cousin Jay, me and whoever else was over the house lol. When Kuya was in high school, it was all of his buddies partying at our house and crashing on the floor in the living room, dining room, and all the couches. She was the #1 host for sure.

“Are you hungry? Did you eat yet?”

Thats love.

All of Kuya’s high school friends called her Mom. My friends called her Mama Fern. She loved that.

I remember playing hide n go seek in the dark in our tiny town house.. Later in the bigger house on Glenbriar... where mom actually tripped and broke her arm... But she laughed so hard she peed her pants, so she was a good sport? lol. Needless to say, we sort of stopped playing after that.

I remember making dim sum with mom for the first time. Such a hot mess, flour and food everywhere, but so fun. We definitely didn’t do that again until there were more adults around to help lol. Mom knew how to run through a kitchen like a tornado. Hot mess! but the best cook.

Mom was always careful. She always wanted to make sure we were safe, that I was safe. I couldn’t go outside unless one of the boys was with me. When I would swim she would get nervous, even though I learned how to swim at a young age thanks to Kuya. One day, we were having a bbq, lots of family over, I was playing in the jacuzzi (drawing on the wall of the jacuzzi with a piece of chlorine... don’t play with chemicals kids lol) and she thought I was drowning? So she jumps her a$$ in there fully clothed and yanks my a$$ out. I was shocked as hell, so I naturally started crying hella hard and complaining about the fact that she scratched me when she yanked me up out of the water lol.

Keep in mind that that was not the first time one of the twins jumped into the pool fully clothed to “save” someone hahaha.

Speaking of fully clothed in the pool... The time auntie tripped and fell slo-mo style (that questionable, are you going to catch your balance, speed) into the pool LOL. Mom was dead laughing at her. Most hilarious video.

Those twins lol.

Jeeze.. speaking of the twins. They had this crazy connection. Tell me why when mom got sick with suspected viral meningitis and had to be hospitalized... Auntie straight up followed her right into the ICU with viral meningitis...

Who remembers their 50th birthday? Talk about doing it BIG. So much fun. All the performances. Lani was there... KMA performances and kuya and John getting down for Maglalatik. Who doesn’t like seeing some half naked, buff dudes, bang coconuts together? haha. The twins getting down with their hula performance. Cute!

I remember when Mom and pops were going through their divorce and she would text me after midnight. I was going to Sac State and of course I was team NO sleep at the time. I would be in the AIRC studying. I’d comfort as best as I could from a distance... and then come home on weekends to be there with her when I could.

She found her footing again. Started going to the gym with Kuya more... Started running all the time... all of her half marathons and finally she did the Nike Women’s Marathon.

Hiking Half Dome with her. What.a.badass.

That is really how I see her. She was so badass. When she was my age she had my 9 year old Kuya and I was on the way... She was working and supporting us and then eventually decided to make a better life for us, and went back to school... NURSING SCHOOL. wth. I can’t even imagine doing that right now, but reminding myself of where she has been and how much she PUT IN WORK... That keeps me grounded in the fact that we are responsible for our lives. If you want something, you have to work for it. You can’t just hope for better... you make better happen.

I guess its that reminder... her strength... her and Michael’s love and hard work... That keeps me going.

Being mindful... being thankful... acknowledging my own strength...

But with that said... August has been increasingly hard. I don’t like to think about my birthday. I don’t even want to plan anything. They’re not here... I can’t celebrate with all my loved ones and friends. Thank you COVID...

We’re just getting closer and closer to the anniversary? Nah.. lets not call it that... anniversary sounds like something nice... something to celebrate... This is NOT that. The day your loved ones are taken is not something to celebrate... I mean honestly, if I had to pinpoint the worst day of my life, that was it.... When I think about that day I can’t breathe. Terrible memories... so many sleepless nights. I’ve come so far. Its still hard, but I’ve come a long way.

Anyway... this post is sort of random and nostalgic. Things I hold onto. Things that make me happy cry... Things that weigh heavy on my heart.

Here’s my playlist for grief... reminders of them... collected over the last year:

Aloha for now -Kaleo Vai & Passion

One day at a time -Jennifer Chung

In the end - Gabe Bondoc, Melissa Polinar, Passion

Round and around -Kolohe Kai

Fade Away -Rebelution

Alive -The Green

New Day -Kimie’

Angels above me -Stick Figure

Memories -Maroon 5

Wish you pain -Andy Grammer

100 -Katchafire

Everyday life -Coldplay

Out of the darkness -Isla vista worship, Bre Reed

Amen -Andra Day

Grateful -13 Crowns feat. Poo Bear

Rainbow Connection -Gwen Stefani

Be okay -ZOE worship

With you -Eryn Allen Kane

Dont worry -Mesto feat. Aloe Blacc

Just livin’ -Sensi trails, Kbong

Remember me -Miguel, Natalia Lafourcade

Even more -Major

Let it be -Xav A.

Give Thanks -Iya terra, Stick figure

Mr. Sun -Sammy Johnson

Rest easy -Thrive, Nico of Tribal Theory

Sunny Days- Allen Stone

Today’s a new day -Common Kings

Mother’s Love -Jonah Jaxon, Micah G

The bones -Maren Morris, Hozier

Give you blue -Allen Stone

And we remain -Johnnyswim

Yellow -Kina Grannis

Streetcar -Daniel Caesar

Meant to be -Bebe Rexha, Florida georgia line

All you need to know -Gryffin, slander, Calle Lehmann

Like I’m gonna lose you -Jasmine Thompson

#ohanaovereverything #threeoh #grief #memories #family #loss

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celestialmystical · 4 years

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Crystals, a Kalimba, & Lancome Perfume

This morning, September 9th, 2020, I woke up without my consent. It was one of those abrupt, rude awakenings you get quite frequently if you live at my parent's house.

My first thought when I woke up like this was, "Out of all the things I'm not going to miss about America, (which is a lot), having to hear my dog bark at the top of his lungs so early in the morning is at the tippity tip top of my list."

The last couple of days I haven't been able to sleep well because today, at midnight, or I guess tomorrow, I am going to go on a plane to South Korea, where I'll be living for a whole year--at the least.

I've been in a mixture of excitement and nervousness for the last couple of days which I just call antsy. When I'm antsy, even if I fall asleep, the slumber is restless and unsatisfying.

Even the day before I was feeling antsy and tired, but because I had an 'open house' where my friends could come in and chill with me while I packed, it cancelled out my tiredness completely.

It started off with hanging out with my friend, we'll call him Sad Boy, at my local Starbucks. We hadn't talked in a while, probably not since the start of quarantine, six months ago. We had a lot to catch up to each other, and because we both basically have the same astrological chart, we were able to really connect and be there for each other.

It made me think: Am I really ready to leave America and go to South Korea?

Later, we went back to my house and other people came over. We'll call them: Slow Walker, Hot Manga Chick, and Avatar.

We all mostly just sat in my room and talked and caught up with each other. I had one of my suitcases packed before I met up with Sad Boy and didn't really do anything productive while we were all together. But it was extremely fun and comforting to know how much my friends love and care about me.

They were the ones to convince me to write this blog.

Again I thought, Am I ready to go?

Anyway, before dinner time, which was like 6:30, they left.

Then, 10 minutes later, after a long day of work in a hospital and an hour drive, showed up my friend, Birthing Hips.

After I was done eating, we went up into my room, talked, caught up, and I thought she was going to leave, because I thought she was very tired from her long day of work. BUT she stayed. And I am so grateful and thankful that she did.

Without the amazing, practical Birthing Hips and another guest I will mention later, my packing would have been disastrous.

Going through my dresser was fine and easy. It was just delicates, pajamas, and shorts. Birthing Hips helped me slim down my pickings for those things.

Birthing Hips helped me roll my clothes and put them in these plastic bags that you squeeze the air out of so it compresses and makes less space. Birthing Hips used her magical birthing hip strength to squeeze the air out of the bags for me which was no easy feat let me tell you.

Once it came to my closet, that was a more difficult issue.

I told Birthing Hips, I'm just going to take everything that I want to bring off of my hangers and put them in pile.

She was like k.

So, I pulled one thing off. Then another. And another. And another. And another. And another.

Each article of clothing made Birthing Hips' eyes go wider and wider.

Once I was done with my closet, which only had five pieces of clothes left in it, I turned to Birthing Hips, who was starring at me like I was crazy, and said, "That's summer. Now onto winter."

Birthing Hips looked beyond stressed for me. I was oblivious.

I took everything out of the cabinet below my closet and plopped them all onto the same pile.

I said, "Done!"

The pile was higher than my fan, who wears the only bucket hat I own better than I do and is named Rebecca.

Birthing Hips looked at the pile and was like, "Yeah, you're going to have to cut that down."

But I'll be gone for a whole year! I need all of these! I thought then.

But I trusted Birthing Hips because she is so logical and practical, and I am very much whimsical and impulsive, which I know isn't a great thing to be when you're packing. Plus, she has been to South Korea before.

So I tried cutting it.

After a couple of minutes, Birthing Hips spoke again: "I feel like you're just putting the same pile to the other side of the room."

Which I was. But I honestly couldn't imagine myself not having all of those clothes. How am I supposed to know what I'll wanna wear there? I'm going to be there for a whole year, shouldn't I bring everything?

But no. I couldn't. I could only bring 2 suitcases, 1 carry-on, and the suitcases couldn't be anymore than fifty pounds. I wanted one suitcase for clothes and shoes, the other for everything else.

So I really had to think which outfits I had to have now versus what I could have later, when my parents could ship it to me.

Finally, I was able to cut the pile half it's size. And then I cut it again half it's size.

Birthing Hips approved and it was go time.

That's when the amazing Glitter Queen came over with McDonalds and box for me to put stuff that I want shipped to me later in. Yay. She also helped us roll and squeeze the bags of clothes. And helped me decide on only four pairs of shoes.

That was difficult for me. FOUR???

Anyway, after the clothing suitcase, Birthing Hips looked at my other packed suitcase and saw it was still kind of opened.

She was like, "I have a strong feeling we should look in there."

Glitter Queen agreed after hearing about the struggle of me packing my clothes.

They opened it and were immediately mortified.

All of my toiletries were haphazardly placed without protection in the top zipper bag of the suitcase and everything inside was a mess that looked like I was just trying to cram as much stuff in there are possible--which is exactly what I did.

Birthing Hips laughed and took out something, "A crystal? You're bringing a crystal?"

"I'm bringing three of them." I told her.

"This is going to break if we don't wrap it with something."

"Why are you bringing a Kalimba?" Glitter Queen inquired and took out the little instrument that I painted. "Do you even touch this thing?"

"I do!" I yelled.

I took the Kalimba from her and tried to play the Avatar theme song. I failed miserably but still said, "I love this thing. I have to bring it."

Then Glitter Queen took out my huge Lancome Perfume. "Girl, this is going to break and shatter everywhere."

It went on like this. Everything they took out, they had something to joke about how it would break. So we had to take some things out, like one of my crystals because it was an easily breakable one even if we did wrap it, and we had to take out a jewelry box made out of glass. We had to put a lot of things in little baggies to make sure if anything spilled it wouldn't go everywhere.

It made sense to me when they were explaining how each item could have lead to horrible damage and I wasnt angry at all but thankful. It was just so funny to me how I didn't think about any of that at all when I was packing and what might of happened if we never opened that suitcase.

I also took out the Kalimba but I would not compromise the Lancome Perfume.

Priorities, you know?

So we put that in one of my purses and put a towel over everything else.

As I was putting the Kalimba back on the shelf I said, "This is so cute though, even though I don't really use it. I wish I could bring it."

"So you finally admit you don't touch it?" Glitter Queen said.

We all laughed.

Again I thought, Am I ready to leave all of my friends who are so amazing and helpful in so many unique, beautiful ways?

Later we hung out outside with another one of my friends, we'll call him Pumpkin Ghost, which was fun because we spilled, sipped, drank, and choked from laughter on all the tea we had for each other.

I thought, I am so lucky to have such amazing friends. Even though I want to explore the world on my own, am I ready to leave everything and everyone I love and know, and instead, follow my heart and face the unknown?

The next day came, which is today. Nothing really special happened. I ran last minutes errands. Taped shampoo down and put it in a plastic baggie like Birthing Hips told me to do. My mom gave me a pedicure, which hasn't happened since I was a child, but we bickered and talked the same. My dad and I went to get food, we kind of talked and he mostly played on his phone, like usual.

Night time came, my parents drove me to LAX. We listened to my r&b playlist on the way there. I watched everything out of the car window with the mindset that this is the last time I'm going to see all of these things that I've seen several of hundreds of times since I was three years old.

Am I really ready for this?

I felt somber and forlorn and confused.

We parked in the parking lot at the airport. Already I was feeling what I've been craving, to be the minority in terms of race. It felt scary and uncomfortable, but also thrilling and exhilarating.

My parents walked me into the airport, helped me out with checking in my bags, and getting my ticket.

Then it was time for me to go through security. SO I had to say goodbye.

I hugged my mom and then I hugged my dad, and he held me so tight and for so long, tighter and longer than any other hug I've ever received from him. And he started crying. I cry now as I write this but then I was just so overwhelmed with everything and the line was moving.

Then I really thought, I could leave now. I could stop this now. Am I really ready? Do I really want to do this? This is a big step. A huge step. Moving across the world into a country that doesn't primarily speak English. What am I doing?

But my feet moved on their own. I got on the escalator, waved goodbye to my parents, and went through security.

As I waited in the airport and kept myself busy, I still kept asking myself, Am I ready? Am I ready? Am I ready?

Then I got on the airplane. Got myself situated. Buckled my seatbelt. Waited more.

Am I ready? Am I ready? Am I ready?

The airplane slowly started backing up and make it's way onto the ramp.

Am I ready? Am I ready? Am I ready?

It drove to the edge of drive way and started speeding against it.

I gripped onto the arms of my chair, watching out of the window was the background blurred by faster and faster.

The plane lifted, and my gut dropped, but my heart soared and lighted my entire being and came out of my throat:

"I'm ready."

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whirlybirbs · 5 years

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“ wait , did you just say you love me? “-Santi?

oops i changed the prompt a little.......... ;)have some santi x np!reader with frankie as a wingman

The first time you ever meet Santiago Garcia, it’s at 3:23am and you’re pounding your fist on the door to his apartment -- one level above your own -- with exhausted eyes and frustration boiling over.

Fucking Metallica.

Over. And over. As loud as could be.

“SLEEP WITH ONE EYE OPEN --”

“Hey! It’s fucking early, man!”

The music cuts and the door swings open. Dark eyes narrow and meet your own. Your lip curls into a snarl. The man on the other side gives you a once over. You’ve got no pants on. Your hair is a mess.

“Could you... turn it down?” you seethe, “Please. I’ve... I’m right below you. I can hear it. Loud and clear.”

“Right.”

“It’s late.”

“Yea,” a dismissive chirp, “I’ll, uh, I’ll turn it down, lady. Have a good night.”

The door slams in your face.

It’s morning. It’s 3:25am. The sun is going to rise in --

“EXIT LIGHT, ENTER NIGHT, TAKE MY HAND, OFF TO NEVER-NEVER LAND!”

Metallica kicks back on, this time louder.

He sees you in the Starbucks line the next morning on his way to work.

(He’s picked up a lax job at the local precinct running organized crime cases; Santiago can’t retire. He doesn’t have it in him. Despite the knees and the neck injuries, the retired Army Ranger still has the fight.)

You look at him from your spot in line and he can see the anger on your face.

Behind his sunglasses, Santi smirks. He picks up his to-go and walks out, leaving you in the shop without a word.

You hate Santiago Garcia.

He’s an ass. Bullheaded and rude and stuck-up and you don’t care if he’s served your country -- he’s a terrible neighbor and an even worse person. And all he fucking listens to is one Metallica album. One. One self-titled album, again and again. The stereo shakes the ceiling above your bed.

It’s been three weeks since you’ve first knocked on Santi’s door.

You’ve slept, maybe, a combined 10 hours since.

You’re not sure how no one else in the complex isn’t going bat-shit by now -- just two days ago you watched Santiago traipse by and greet Mrs. Lopez across the hall as if they were best pals.

On the twenty-second day of self titled album bullshit, you storm upstairs again.

This time, it’s 8:54pm and you’ve got an early shift tomorrow morning at the hospital. You don’t have time for this.

“What?”

You want to punch him in his stupid, smug, handsome face.

Instead, you ram a CD of the band’s 1996 album Load into his chest and narrow your eyes.

“Play something else. If I hear Enter Sandman one more time, I’ll crawl through your window and smash your stereo.”

Santi just looks at you, then the CD, and closes the door in your face.

It’s not a bad album.

But it’s bad when it’s played purposefully into the night.

After you’d given him the CD, you’d been blessed with silence for two whole nights in a row. Absolute silence. In fact, there’s no movement in his apartment at all.

On Thursday, however, Santiago is back to his usual antics. And his music is on. It’s a different album, albeit on, but you’ve, at this point learned that white noise and headphones can do the trick if you ignore the thrum of the drums and bass that rattle your walls.

You accept the fact this is now your life.

And then on Saturday, there’s silence.

And more silence.

And more.

And for a whole three weeks, you see nothing of Santiago in the Starbucks below your apartment, hear nothing of his usual Metallica. Mrs. Lopez asks you one afternoon if he’s alright.

You muster up the nerve to knock on his door.

Nothing.

You start to miss the music.

You, quite literally, run into him in the elevator.

He’s got a dufflebag slung over his shoulder, sunglasses perched on his nose as he shifts through a playlist on his phone. You’re not looking and neither is he. You connect shoulders and upon realizing it’s him, you almost say something.

There’s a bruise along his cheekbone -- a laceration is there, and it’s deep.

You blink. Santiago spares you a single nod.

“You’re back.”

He pauses half-way down the hall.

“Yeah.”

You hold the elevator open.

“Mrs. Lopez was asking for you.”

Santiago makes sure, that night, to play his music as loud as he can.

You see him more and more.

And then, one afternoon, he strolls into the pediatrics waiting room with another man and a baby stroller. There’s a baby girl in there, about six months with big eyes and bright giggle. The man checks in under the name Frankie Morales and when you walk into the exam room to find Santiago Garcia bouncing the baby girl in his arms, you nearly drop your clipboard.

Frankie, the father, blinks between the two of you.

The tension is so thick you could cut it with a butter knife.

“You two know each other?”

It was awfully nice of him to decide that, once he find out you were a pediatric nurse practitioner who was his best friend’s kid’s primary care, he’d shut his fucking Metallica off at a decent hour.

It’s 2:21am.

There’s banging on your front door.

In a bleary haze, you stumble out of bed. Anxiety pricks at your brain, wondering who the hell was trying to break your door down so early in the morning -- and then you hear the hushed panic of a phone conversation on the other side of the door.

“Frankie, que es tu problemo, huh, I think she’s fine. It’s a cough,” a breath, “I’m knocking on her door right now. Just calm down.”

Santiago spares you an apologetic look.

You take the phone, gesturing for him to come in. And for the next hour, you walk the Army-Ranger-single-father on the other line through a small dosage of aspirin and a heat compress for his baby girl. You even move to your laptop, juggling the phone and Morales’ personal information and his questions while Santi chews his lip.

“I’m making you an appointment for tomorrow morning,” you say softly, “So we can get the cough squared away and make sure it’s nothing serious, but it sounds like a cold turned upper-respiratory to me, Frankie. I wanna get her on a round of antibiotics so we can kick it in the bum.”

It’s 3:47am when you finally hang up the phone.

Santi’s face is soft.

“Thank you.”

You shrug.

“It’s part of the job.”

Santiago tags along to the appointment the next day. He brings you your coffee order from Starbucks. You’re not sure how he knows it but you don’t say anything. Instead, you thank him. And he smiles for the first time and your world stops.

You hate him, you try to tell yourself, you do.

He hates you, he says in his head, he does.

Both of those are lies.

You drown it out to the sound of Metallica overhead.

No pining for your neighbor in silence in this apartment complex.

#triple frontier imagine #santiago garcia imagine #santiago pope garcia imagine #pope garcia x reader #oscar isaac imagine #thechandlerbingdance

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howlingwind · 5 years

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01. what’s your name/alias you go by ??

my name is jeff !! lmfao (i don’t let memes die) it’s not my real name but i’ve gone by cody on tumblr for a long time

02. what’s your age ??

twenty. jfc i’m old. but also apparently a fetus??

03. what’s your zodiac sign ??

aries, which couldn’t feel further from correct lmfao

04. what’s your ethnicity ??

uhh mostly italian & sicilian, but you could probably point to any white place in europe and i’ll have a little bit of that in me. i’m also 1/16th native american but it’s such a small amount and sadly i don’t even know which tribe to learn more about them.

05. what’s your nationality ??

‘murican

06. what’s your favorite band and/or musical artist ??

i’m super indecisive about everything, so it’s difficult for me to pick faves (as you’ll see in a sec) but… mac miller, post malone, johnny cash, eminem, tenacious d, colter wall, kehlani, bruno mars, snoop dogg, elvis presley, justin timberlake, sublime, the rolling stones, etc etc there’s probably a lot i’m forgetting tho. i like most types of music except country. well, modern country anyway.

07. what’s your dream job ??

uh, i don’t have one? i mean yeah, i’d love to be a writer, or game dev, or a narrative director on a game, or direct, write, or act in movies or television, but like…i could live without any of that stuff. i just want to make a decent living, be able to own a house, not completely hate my job. yknow, not a glamorous life but a good one.

08. what’s one place you would love to visit ??

idk there’s a lot of places i’d like to go, but i’d most like to visit alpha centauri, even tho that’ll never happen lol

09. what’s your favorite tv show ??

i can’t pick that! but i love a lot of shows. general hospital, lucifer, the 100, supernatural, stranger things, izombie, south park, legends of tomorrow, once upon a time, arrow (at times), dragon ball, big brother, riverdale, chilling adventures of sabrina, that 70′s show, the ranch, umm… i could probably keep listing forever.

10. what’s your favorite movie ??

hmmmm, again i’ve got a list but… joe dirt, the new guy, why him, the waterboy, 50 first dates, all the spider-man movies, thor ragnarok, man of steel, 21 jump street, 22 jump street ,and a fuckton more lol

11. what’s your favorite song ??

constantly in flux, but the current faves are — creep by radiohead, stay by post malone, no below by speedy ortiz, unshaken by d’angelo, cruel cruel world by willie nelson, wanksta by 50 cent, shooter by lil wayne & robin thicke, stressed out by 21 pilots, self care by mac miller (along with practically everything on his final album), and i will always, un-ironically love only in america by riff raff. he’s not the greatest ever but that song is hilarious and always puts me in a good mood.

12. what’s your favorite sport ??

can i say rocket league? lol

13. what’s your favorite food ??

pizza, unquestionably. cereal is a damn close second tho. or pot stickers. damn, i’m hungry…

14. what’s your favorite face claim to use ??

typically, i’ve always really liked using paul wesley, chris wood, and matt daddario. i’m using lindsey morgan for the first time now though, and i really like her as an fc too.

15. what’s your least favorite face claim ??

to use?? um pretty much any singer or model just bc their resources aren’t too great. i really didn’t enjoy using pete davidson as much as i thought i would, either lol

to see… uh probs emma roberts or andy biersack. emma for obvs reasons but also bc i once had a really bad experience with people using those fcs. idm people using whoever they feel like using tho.

16. what’s your favorite character of yours to play ?? which do you think you’re most like ??

oh man, uhh i really enjoy writing chrissy & theo. they both speak to me. but tbh i’m not much like any of my characters? i’m boring af so i tend not to make any like me lol. i am kinda like theo in the sense that i’m quiet, and really just try to be a good person. other than that i’m most like jason solely based on the fact we’re both human lol

17. what’s your sexuality ??

danversexual. attracted only to fictional danvers women, examples including carol, kara, and alex danvers.

lmfao but nah i’m just a boring straight boy. well, like 99.9% straight. jensen ackles makes me question shit.

18. what’s the last movie you saw in a cinema/theater ??

captain marvel (thanks to dani lol). only two months late but it was worth the experience haha.

19. what’s the worst injury you’ve ever had ??

thankfully i’ve never really hurt myself too terribly except for a broken wrist, but between the ages of 10-17 i’d occasionally hurt my back by sitting weird, usually in an attempt to play video games without the glasses i desperately needed lol. once when i was like 11 i laid belly down on the couch with my elbows up on the arm of it for like three hours, which messed me up for days, then a few other times i hurt myself, but another bad one when i was 17, i had my back curved while sitting and propping my laptop up on my knee, tried to move and literally just cried, crawled on the floor, and laid there all night until i forced myself to move in the morning. lol luckily it hasn’t happened since i lost a little weight.

20. what’s a random or interesting fact about you ??

uhm, nothing? i literally can’t think of one, i’m dull af. i uh.. i replaced my own cpu cooler once? lmfao

21. do you listen to music while you write ??

sometimes. a lot of time i just like the silence or ambient background noise, but if i’ve got a fitting playlist for the vibe of what i’m trying to write, i’ll use it!

22. are you a morning, day, evening, or night writer ??

i’m a never writer, apparently v___v but lol ideally a night writer, my best work is between the hours of 12am & 4am, but my sleeping schedule is so inconsistent, and so is my dad’s who spends literally every waking moment of his telling me different stuff he wants done, so it’s tough to hit that sweet spot. i write whenever i get a chance tho.

23. have you ever roleplayed intoxicated ??

lol nah i’ve never even had a drink. like what teenager doesn’t have a drink at some point?? i told you i’m lame.

24. what language or languages do you speak ??

english, barely. and assassin’s creed 2 taught me some italian swears. and ac: odyssey has had me occasionally dropping “malaka” bombs since the day i first played it haha.

25. how long have you roleplayed ??

officially, about 9 years. i started at 11 on myspace, rping dragon ball z stuff. but basically about 12 years, if you count how from the ages of 8-11 i’d put an anime pic up on my myspace, pretend i was older, and talk to roleplayers i didn’t realize were roleplayers lmfao.

26. favorite roleplay genre ??

i like pretty much anything, tbh. as long as it’s well thought out, has an interesting plot, or whatever. sometimes it doesn’t even need that, it just needs to catch my eye or line up with something i’m looking for. but yeah, supernatural, multi-fandom, sci-fi, romance, town rps, high school/college rps, anime rp (well, pokemon mostly), harry potter… i’ve done it all tbh and don’t particularly have a favorite.

27. one sound you hate & one you love ??

the sound of cotton stretching is the absolute worst thing to me. or scratching cotton. idk, it just sends chills up and down my spine and makes my hands feel weak lmfao. i’m weird. i really love the sound of rain, or fire crackling, or like “ambient” harp or ukulele music.

28. do you believe in ghosts ??

short answer, yes. long answer… i’m pretty sure i was friends with a ghost girl as a kid?? like no joke, even looking back at it through rational “adult” eyes, i’m still convinced. my fam moved into a new apartment, and pretty much right after that i started having dreams about a girl my age at the time (11-12). i’d never seen her before but the dreams would be like just conversations, like i was visiting a friend or something. i don’t remember them much, but i do remember the feeling of someone else in my room all the time, like you know how if someone else is around you just know even if you’re not looking at them? like that. there was even one night i was getting in bed, laid there a minute, and then i could have absolutely sworn somebody came in the room and sat down next to me on the bed because i felt the bed sink a little under their weight, but i looked and no one was there. i had a really vivid conversation/dream/thing that night. then a few nights later, for the first time since moving there i didn’t have one. the next morning my dad was really freaked out and said he fell asleep in the chair, but woke up and couldn’t breathe, and felt cold little hands over his mouth. he rationalized it as just waking up from a nightmare but i didn’t think so, so that night when i went to sleep and saw her i got really upset, yelled at her for it, and woke up right after. then i never saw or heard anything even remotely similar again, like she left or disappeared or something. it’s so weird, and i know how crazy it sounds, but yeah. don’t get me started on the topic of ghosts lmfao. THEN AGAIN, like a year later we had a carbon monoxide scare, but i really doubt the two were related because that would mean there was an entire year that we were breathing it in and the monitor didn’t do anything lol

29. do you believe in aliens ??

no alien story, thankfully, but it just makes no sense not to believe in them to me. like, we probably don’t have them on earth, and we’ve probably never encountered any, but it’s as close as you can get to a mathematical certainty that there’s some other life out there in the universe.

30. do you believe in true love ??

like, people who are just meant for each other, like romantic soulmates? nah not really. but i believe that two people can grow to truly love one another. whether it’s based off an initial attraction/infatuation, or a friendship, or both. i’d actually argue that’s a simple explanation of the biological science behind the feeling of love, but that’s an essay i’m not gonna write lol. but there’s apparently a lot of different types of love, so i guess “true love” is suggestive?

also slightly unrelated but i don’t-quite-believe-in-but-am-open-to-the-idea-of soulmates, not necessarily as two souls who are just meant for each other romantically and always end up together, but more as two or more souls that gravitate toward each other to make up the important people in each other’s lives, like family members, lovers, or close friends. but that’s more of a theoretical idea/possibility than an actual belief of mine.

31. do you hold grudges ??

um, yes. lol i try not to, and i really do want everyone to be their best/happiest selves, but some people man… some people can take a long walk off a short pier lmao

32. do you have any obsessions right now ??

PO KE MON GOTTA CATCH EM ALLLLL. also… life is strange (thanks dani lol). supernatural. stranger things (thanks dani & steph) the 100 / clexa / becho (thanks steph). lucifer. captain marvel (thanks dani). the song “creep” by radiohead and all its covers (tom ellis, haley reinhart, etc). cyberpunk 2077 (thanks dani). as you can see, i’m easily influenced lmfao.

33. do you drive & if so, have you ever been in a crash ??

nope i don’t drive, precisely because i’d definitely end up in a crash lol

34. do you like the smell of gasoline ??

uh that’s a big fat no from me, chief

35. do you prefer writing fluff, angst, or smut ??

i like it all equally, i think. i just really like writing & rp in general. i did run a smut rp once in the past tho. it gets old quick tbh and is the one of the three i can live without lol

36. are you in a relationship ??

bahahahahahahaha no.

37. grab the nearest book to you and turn to page 23, what is the 17the line ??

❝ “and why would that be?” kronos’s golden eyes glittered. ❞

— the last olympian by rick riordan.

38. put your playlist on shuffle and list the first four songs that pop up:

1. season of the witch – donovan 2. riot van – arctic monkeys 3. busta rhymes – qveen herby 4. der kommissar – after the fire

also i gotta cheat because it’s too perfect that the next two are

5. stay – mac miller (one of my favorites ever that i forgot to mention above) 6. only in america – riff raff (i just love this ok. the video is hilarious but tw james franco for those that don’t like him)

#pandemonium: task #// i’m always last 😔 lmfao #// also this is like a mile long idek why so if you actually read this?? you’re a saint lol #→ por queue

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bapdirt · 6 years

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hey, i'm not sure if you're still taking these but if you still do the otp questions, can you do them for himup and younglo? :) if not, just ignore this, haha.

1) Who rocks the Ferris Wheel seat and who flips out and begs them to stop?Himup: Jongup rocks the seat, Himchan yells and hits his arm until he stops.Younglo: Zelo rocks the seat by accident and freaks himself out, Youngjae starts doing it to see him freak out.2) Who is always horny and will have sex at any time, at any place and at any time?Himup: They’re both up for it, Jongup likes doing it in riskier spots though.Younglo: Youngjae likes to get Zelo excited until he’s willing to sneak off to have sex, or hurry home.3) Who is more into taking showers/baths together? Who tries to make it relaxing and who tries to make it sexy time?Himup: Himchan likes the baths, it gives him time to wind down with Jongup. Jongup likes the shower so he can do a little dance while he listens to music, but he’s the one to start washing Himchan’s back, next thing you know they’re fucking.Younglo: zelo likes to have a bath at the end of the day, sees it as a chance to get off with Youngjae before bed.

4) Who likes to walk around the house naked and who tells the other to go put some clothes on?Himup: Jongup really doesn’t care for clothes around the house. Himchan doesn’t mind.Younglo: Zelo walks around naked, Youngjae asks him to at least wear shorts, his mother would catch a heart attack if she knew what Youngjae was seeing on a daily basis.5) Who sleeps on the couch when they get into a fight?Himup: Jongup likes to sleep on the couch anyway, and he likes to give Himchan his space after an argument.Younglo: Zelo stomps off to the couch even though Youngjae asks him not to.6) Who takes photos of the other while they sleep?Himup: Himchan has a folder just for Jongup. Jongup, unknown to Himchan, has more pictures.Younglo: Youngjae likes to take videos of himself fucking with Junhong and sends it to be group chat.7) Who said “I love you” first? and who ends their arguments in a fight with “Because I love you”?Himup: Jongup said it first, he was drunk and honest. Himchan ends the argument with that sentence, Jongup folds most of the time.Younglo: Youngjae admitted it first because it’s just how he feels and he knows Zelo feels the same. He also ends his arguments with that line, but it’s more sarcastic than anything.8) Who likes to wear the others sweatshirts?Himup: Himchan has the habit of stealing clothes, period, so Jongup ends up with half his sweatshirts missing.Younglo: Zelo tries to wear Youngjae’s sweatshirts but only the oversized ones fit him correctly. 9) Who wakes the other up in the middle of the night to tell them a cool dream they had? Who has the most nightmares, and who sings them back to sleep after?Himup: Jongup might wake Himchan up if the dream stays on his mind. Himchan has the most nightmares and Jongup talks until he falls back to sleep.Younglo: Zelo wakes Youngjae up with weird dreams and nightmares. Youngjae winds him back to sleep.10) Who is more likely to cheat?Himup: Neither.Younglo: Neither. They both have trust issues already.11) Who makes fun of the other for having a crush on them, and who has to remind them that they are in a relationship?Himup: Himchan makes fun of Jongup for having a crush on him, Jongup doesn’t even care to remind him that they’re together.

Younglo: Youngjae teases Zelo about how infatuated he was in the beginning, Zelo reminds him that Youngjae confessed to him first.12) Who starts a food fight in the kitchen?

Himup: Jongup starts it, Himchan ends it.

Younglo: Youngjae starts it and is somehow surprised when Zelo fights back.

13) Who initiates duets? and who is the better singer?

Himup: Himchan tries to start it but Jongup isn’t having it. Their voices compliment each other.

Younglo: Youngjae tries to get Zelo to sing, he thinks he actually has a really nice voice.

14) Who starts the hand holding? Who grabs the others butt? Who slides their arm around their waist? Who likes to put their fingers in the belt loops?

Himup: Himchan for like all of those. Jongup likes hand holding in private and putting an arm around Himchan’s shoulder.

Younglo: Youngjae attacks this boy with affection all the time. When Zelo tries to do the same Youngjae sometimes rejects him.

15) Who likes writes the others name on their wrist?

Himup: Jongup likes to write Himchan’s name in messy scrawl and then wash it away not too long after.

Younglo: Zelo writes Youngjae across his own palms and wrists, likes to send pictures to him if he can work up the nerve. Youngjae calls him an idiot but saves all the pictures anyway.

16) Who is more seductive when they are drunk? and who is louder in bed?

Himup: Himchan. He talks a lot. Jongup is shy but he’ll make some noise when he’s really into it.

Younglo: Zelo, though they’re both on the more quiet side, whispers and soft moans.

17) Who is more protective?

Himup: Himchan, overly so. Jongup doesn’t mind.

Younglo: Youngjae because he’s been watching over Zelo for a long time. Zelo has a mean streak when that childish jealousy hits though.

18) Who talks to the other while they are sleeping?

Himup: Himchan. Never. Stops. Talking. Jongup’s said this before himself lmao

Younglo: Youngjae ends up talking to himself until he finally notices that Zelo has drifted off to sleep. Then he’ll stop.

19) Who drives and who has the window seat?

Himup: Himchan drives, Jongup stares out the window, music playing.

Younglo: Youngjae drives and Zelo watches him, records him while driving. Lots of half finished videos of Youngjae’s smiling face before he slaps the phone out of his hand.

20) Who falls asleep in the others lap and who carries them to bed?

Himup: Himchan falls asleep in Jongup’s lap while they watch something on tv, or while Jongup is playing on his phone. He doesn’t move him, he’ll stay still until Himchan wakes up and drags them both to bed.

Younglo: Zelo likes to curl himself up in Youngjae’s lap as much as possible. A lot of time on the weekends is spent like this.

21) Who cuts the others hair?

Himup: Jongup let Himchan cut his hair once and never again. Their stylists is the only reason he stopped letting him do it.

Younglo: Neither. Youngjae wouldn’t dare let Zelo cut his hair and he wouldn’t want to mess with Junhong’s either.

22) Who is super bad at sexting? and who sends them encouraging messages throughout the day?

Himup: Jongup forgets to respond to sexts, he doesn’t mean to, Himchan gets embarrassed if it’s too much and tells Jongup to stop sometimes. Himchan sends encouraging messages throughout the day, Jongup responds to those.

Younglo: Zelo is bad at sexting, frets over what to send back if he can’t send nudes. Youngjae wants him to widen his vocabulary. Zelo sends encouraging messages and silly pictures to cheer Youngjae up.

23) Who thinks they are not good enough for the others love? and who’s more afraid of losing the other? Who thinks they keep messing up, only for the other to tell them they don’t need to worry?

Himup: They both of times where they doubt they’re enough of the other. It’s easier for Himchan to express the way he feels to Jongup, but Himchan has to watch for certain signs when it comes to Jongup.

Younglo: Zelo has moments when he wants to back out so he acts out of character, self deprecating jokes and low moods. Youngjae assures him that he’s good enough, that’s why he’s with him.

24) Who starts random slow dancing with the other in the kitchen? Who holds the other just above the ground and kisses them?

Himup: Jongup starts slow dancing with Himchan in the kitchen just to make him laugh, but then they end up swaying there for an hour to one of their playlists. Dinner burns. They don’t pick each other up.

Younglo: They like to start slow dancing with each other, but Youngjae does it seriously and Zelo gets embarrassed. He picks Youngjae up just to spite him.

25) Who says shitty puns and sex jokes just to see the other giggle and blush?

Himup: Himchan has a dirty mouth, okay? Always ready with the sex jokes, but he ends up blushing and giggling at the end of them with Jongup, too.

Younglo: Youngjae has the occasional sex joke, but shitty ass puns aplenty. Junhong hides his face if it’s too much but he’ll have a dirty joke to tell at the wrong time himself.

26) Who kissed first?

Himup: They went in at the same time. One look shared and they kinda went for it. Their teeth knocked together on the first try.

Younglo: Youngjae asks to kiss him first, Junhong turns his face away to laugh each time Youngjae tried until he got cursed at.

27) Who orders take out at two in a morning? and who wakes the other up at three in the morning to go downstairs with them to get a glass of water because it’s too dark?

Himup: Jongup orders food at two in the morning because McDonald’s is open 24/7 near the apartment. What else does he have to do. Himchan makes him get a glass of water since he always wants to be up at ass o’clock in the morning.

Younglo: Zelo orders food, Youngjae adds on his own stuff so he doesn’t mind when the delivery man comes knocking at weird times. Zelo begs Youngjae for a glass of water when it’s too dark.

28) Who writes poems/stories and love songs about the other? Do they sing the songs they write for them?

Himup: Jongup writes about Himchan when he’s feeling particularly affectionate but Himchan isn’t there, or he doesn’t want to say what’s on his mind. He doesn’t sing them though. Maybe.

Younglo: Zelo would write about Youngjae a lot, too embarrassed to say so. Might put one line into a song that’s he’s releasing if it isn’t obvious. Youngjae likes to sing his songs to Zelo, though.

29) Who does some crazy stunt to try and impress the other and who ends up driving them to the emergency room after it backfires?

Himup: Himchan tends to do stupid shit and end up hurting himself. Jongup never has to take him to the hospital, but he has to work kinks out of Himchan’s back later.

Younglo: Zelo had to go to the doctor after pulling a muscle. Youngjae drove there in a frenzy after Junhong tried to do a triple back flip

30) Who is embarrassed when they have to wear their glasses and who thinks they look super cute?

Himup: JONGUP. He thinks they’re a hassle to wear but his prescribed glasses are goofy. Himchan wants him to wear them more often, has like a hundred pictures of him with them on.

Younglo: Neither of them are embarrassed. They like glasses actually.

#these are long #himup #younglo #otp questions #long time no see #college is killing me #I’ll be back writing soon #until then I’ll do whatever else

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Review: To All the Guys Who Loved Me (2020)

The leading man is a lowkey villain for a majority of the show, but everything is fine in the end. This show is also known as “Men are Men” and for good reason.

Synopsis

Seo Hyun Joo is a dedicated webtoon PD who often goes the extra mile (or 10, or 100) to make sure her writers deliver quality work on a timeline. While her own dreams of being a webtoon writer have been quelled, she still brings passion to her work and is considered one of the best in the business. When her writers get her fired right as she was up for a promotion, and possibly her own webtoon, she is suddenly left looking for a job. Her adoptive younger brother Park Do Gyeom violates his contract as a webtoon writer with the same platform so they can be a package deal somewhere else. Enter the secretive Hwang Ji Woo, the CEO of a pharmaceutical company looking to enter the cultural goods market by way of creating a new webtoon platform. He hires both of them to build it from the ground up, but it is unclear why he would want to do this and why he wants Hyun Joo specifically. As Hyun Joo and Do Gyeom seek answers, all they get is more questions.

MZ Overall: 6/10, wouldn’t watch again but all the side characters/storylines are great

This is one of those shows that has great side characters but leading actors with eh chemistry and a weird relationship dynamic. The main reason I watched it to the end was for an explanation of their past lives. Between the side characters and the plot, what the main drama lacks is made up for--just not enough that I would want to watch it again. The ending is sweet and we finally see a different side of Ji Woo, but too little too late. If you like this then you will probably love Kill Me, Heal Me (2015).

MZ Review

I started watching because I was intrigued by the past lives storyline and a young Hyun Joo’s proclamation of never wanting to get married. My great question of course ends up becoming “well, does she get married?”. I won’t answer that for you here, but suffice it to say that it is satisfying. My second, arguably more important, question was “what is going on with these past lives?” There is no satisfying short answer, you’d really just have to watch it to find out. I will say that it is pretty well done and the main drama around the past lives was what kept me watching.

Well, that and Hyun Joo’s friends. Each of them get a small story line of their own, and I was just as if not more invested in some cases in those. I love a rom-com where the friends aren’t there to either to make the leading lady feel bad OR be a plot device. This show really delivers in that respect, and I would almost be tempted to watch for them again. My favorite was definitely the friend who was dating her ex-husband AND a man 8 years younger than her, with both of their knowing consent. Of course, it isn’t that neat and simple, which makes it all the more fun to watch. There truly was not a disappointing moment with Hyun Joo’s friends.

I have a lot of small gripes with this show that add up to me not really enjoying it as much as I could--CEO Hwang was the one who caused most of them. This was primarily because of his complete and total inability to communicate with anyone about anything (until the end of course). We see how capable Hyun Joo is the entire series, and yet he continues to make the same mistakes of their shared past. Sigh... We don’t see another side of him until the last two episodes, which also hurt since he could have been like that the entire time??? Siiiiiiiiiigh. At least he (kind of) redeemed himself at the end. And hey, maybe him acting that way was the point, but if so I did not appreciate it.

I’d say give it a watch, but know you are in for a lot of frustrating moments between the main leads.

AC Overall: 6/10, wish it was more about the sides

By the time I got to around episode 10, I had emotionally given up on the show. Like MZ, I was intrigued by Hyun Joo not wanting to get married and stayed for the past lives and the side characters. CEO Hwang was so frustrating throughout the show, and the villian was strong--until she gave up completely way too early in the series. Honestly, the show would’ve been more enjoyable if it focused on the side characters a little more and CEO Hwang was just as lighthearted as Hyun Joo throughout.

AC Review (Spoilers)

Men are men, amiright? Let’s talk about the main male leads: CEO Hwang and Do Gyeom. The former pissed me off most of the time because he was so manipulative when he didn’t have to be, and I was annoyed at the latter for even liking Hyun Joo in the first place. The CEO I could justify a little because his actions remained true to his character throughout the past lives, and through the episodes (barring the last two). But Do Gyeom?? I’m usually not a fan of I’m-in-love-with-my-sister-who-isn’t-biologically-my-sister-even-though-we-grew-up-like-siblings storylines, and this is no exception. It seemed like he was just confusing Hyun Joo’s maternal care for him for romantic love, and, well, men are men I guess. I did appreciate that he wasn’t pushy after confessing, and could’ve done a lot more to cock-block CEO Hwang. And he was honest and didn’t jump into a relationship with Seo Yoon either. So, I respect him for at least that.

Hyun Joo was great--Hwang Jung Eum is a good, consistent female comedic actress, and she played this role perfectly. She and her friends held the show on their backs (men are men--lol last one I promise).

Speaking of them, her friends! This show could’ve been a real gem had it been more like Hello, My Twenties or Hospital Playlist and followed each of their storylines more equally. The past lives thing was cute but played out, and the friends went through some interesting situations alongside Hyun Joo and CEO Hwang’s mess. Juggling your ex-husband and a younger man? Under-appreciated housewife with career woes?? Infertility scare??? Yes please! All this plus Hyun Joo figuring out her views on marriage would’ve made for a great friendship or slice-of-life show, especially for viewers going through similar things.

Also, the villian was weak--another reason why the show should’ve just been about Hyun Joo and her friends. Kim Seon Hee was supposed to be the cock-block Do Gyeom couldn’t be, yet she folds once she--wait, why did she fold?? One minute she’s trying to bring both CEO Hwang and Hyun Joo down, and the next she’s depressed because CEO Hwang called her out and blamed her for their deaths in the past life? Un-be-lievable. At least her daughter was consistent--Seo Yoon didn’t fall for her mom’s tricks, and gave Do Gyeom her best effort despite her inexperience. She was good to watch. I just wished she didn’t end up becoming Do Gyeom’s PD and grew into her own a little more.

Overall, there were so many good things in this show that weren’t the main lead’s romance or the villain, that I wish it had just gotten rid of these storylines, or at least minimized them to focus more on the other ones. The last two episodes gave us a taste of what the show could’ve been, which made them both satisfying and depressing. Give it a watch if you like, but maybe while multi-tasking?

#men are men #to all the guys who loved me #Hwang Jung Eum #kdrama #K-Drama #kdramareview #k-dramareview

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tramsstudyblr · 4 years

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Korean (& Korean-related) Favorites

To boost my own motivation to continue studying Korean. Here’s a couple of lists of some of my favorite things. (under a cut because otherwise this will be too long!)

Favorite youtube channels (language resource related):

All things Korean (Only been making videos for about a year, but has a lot of really informative videos both in regards to language but also culture)

Talk To Me In Korean (They have so many videos + a whole website, of language resources. Everything from grammar to pronounciation, and miscellaneous other topics. Also they have been producing a ridiculous amount of content these past 6 months on their youtube channel, so it can be a bit overwhelming/daunting, but I really recommend this channel)

Learn Korean with GO! Billy Korean (a lot of grammar lessons, as well as general advice and reccomendations for studying, videos about culture. Has a livestream every sunday where he does an indepth lesson on a grammar subject. Splits everything into beginner, intermediate and advanced learners. Has a new series of videos for beginners. Also practice videos for intermediate and advanced learners)

K-waterbottle (not really a language resource as such, but he explains korean memes)

There are a lot more channels out there, Billy Go has two videos recommending other youtube channels. But I haven’t gotten around to checking them out.

Favorite youtube channels (other):

영국남자 Korean Englishman/Jolly (In theory they could I guess be used as a language resource since they have subtitles that are both in English and Korean. But mostly, they are entertainment. English guys introducing Korean food and culture, also Ollie is trying to learn Korean, and that is frequently hilarious. They are super funny and I adore their channels.

Some South Korean vloggers I follow to:

planD플랜디

Mejoo and Cats

냥숲nyangsoop

댕은Daengeun

수린 suzlnne

이욜 eyol

하루한끼 one meal a day

Favorite variety shows:

The Great Escape (Three seasons of a group of Korean celebrities taking on the most ambitious elaborate escape “rooms” you’ll ever see. The budget for this show must be astronomical. Its one of my comfort shows actually, I love this show. Its funny and delightful)

New Journey to the West (My most favorite variety show. I love and adore it! Group of Korean celebrities, dress up, travel to places [though for the most recent seasons been confined to Korea for various reasons] and play games. Its a heartwarming as well as funny show, and the castmembers feel like they are family. Some of them have actually worked together for almost 20 years, including the producer, so they really do have a familiarity with each other, but even the newer kids are welcomed in the family). It also has spin-offs!

Kang’s Kitchen (The cast get to run a restaurant, with all the ups and down. It’s a bit more serious as they really do focus more on doing their best instead of being funny, but they still do manage to be funny, no the least because of the ways they mess up. Its actually even more heartwarming and a comfort show for me)

Various shorter spin-offs, featuring different pairings of the cast on their youtube channel

(one of the writers on NJTTW is also a writer on the drama Hospital Playlist, so there are also videos related to that show on this youtube channel, but I haven’t watched that drama so idk much about them)

I Can See Your Voice (Okay, so the synopsis of this is a bit... iffy I know. But the actual show actually manages to be geniunely uplifting at times, despite it. The general idea is that, celebrity guest, along with an expert panel have to guess who in a line-up of complete strangers, are the tone deaf and the talented singers. And everyone in the line-up then gets to perform. And I know it sounds like its just a set-up to laugh at the people who can’t sing. But all of the tone deaf performers just seem so game for it and getting to perform on stage on TV must be a powerful incentive. I started out just watching it for specific guests, but then the last two-three seasons I watched all episodes regardless of guests, because of the interviews with the people participating, its very refreshing after mainly idol/celebrity focused things I’ve watched, to listen to ordinary people and their stories)

Favorite K-drama:

(disclaimer: I have a bad habit of starting to watch a drama and then quitting before I’ve watched all episodes. But I do have a few I finished!)

Memorist (I finished this one recently. Crime drama with a lot of twists [some more expected than others] I appreciated it for its focus on plot and not really having a explicit romance angle since I wanted to watch something for the mystery. Anyway it was really quite good and entertaining)

Because This Is My First Life (I love love love loved this drama! A romance I could really get invested in)

It’s Okay That’s Love (You ever watch a kdrama that deals with mental ilness in a way that isn’t wildly offensive? This one is actually pretty good)

Moonlight Drawn by Clouds (I love this drama. Or do I love the way this drama played out in my head more? Tricky question. It’s a great drama either way [though the one in my head is slightly better].)

Favorite Korean Movies:

Masquerade (2012)

The Good, The Bad, The Weird (2008)

Jeon Woochi The Taoist Wizard (2009)

Parasite (2019)

Spellbound (2011)

The Handmaiden (2016)

The Man From Nowhere (2010)

The War of Arrows (2011)

The Grand Heist (2012)

The Merciless (2017)

Train To Busan (2016)

#Alive (2020)

Assassination (2015)

Secretly Greatly (2013)

The King and The Clown (2005)

Favorite Korean Music:

(I will not link to youtube music videos because then we’ll be here for an eternity and this will never get done. But I will list some songs) I got into kpop/kvariety all of this two years ago, but I was for some reason mostly drawn to groups that had been around for some time.

Groups

Block B (Don’t Leave, Yesterday, One Way, A Few Years Later, Toy, Her, Jackpot, Very Good, Movie’s Over, Be the Light, Romantically, Mental Breaker, Walkin’ In The Rain, Like This)

Winner (Millions, Ah Yeah, Remember, Well, Raining, Movie Star, We Were, For, Air, Fool, Love me Love me, Island, Really Really, Immature, Baby Baby, Don’t Flirt, Color Ring)

Sechskies (Road Fighter, pom saeng pom sa, Come to Me Baby, Couple, Yegam, Heartbreak [original and remastered versions], Reckless Love, Round & Round, Something Special, Smile, Backhug, Drinking Problem, Be Well, Vertigo, It's Been A While, Sad Song, Three Words)

Super Junior (Make You Smile, Ahora Te Puedes Marchar [okay so neither of those two is in Korean, but I love them!], Animals, One More Time, I Do, This is Love, Stars Appear, Islands, Evanesce, Bonamana, One More Chance,)

Buzz (Thorn, Tree, Coward, My Love, Don’t know Men, The Love, The First Summer in 8 years, Just One, Travel to Me)

Dreamcatcher (Chase Me, Good Night, Fly High, You and I, What, Deja Vu, Scream, R.o.S.E BLUE, Boca)

Speed [Sadly disbanded before I even found them, but I spent like a week obsessively watching every youtube video of them performing Don’t Tease Me. And after listening to some more of their songs I found I liked them] (Don’t Tease Me, Pain the love of heart, One Day, It's Over, That's My Fault, Luv Ya, Never Say Goodbye, Why I'm Not)

Miss A [sadly also disbanded before I found out about them] (Hush, Bad Girl Good Girl, Only You, Good-bye Baby, I Don't Need a Man, Breathe)

Solo

Park Kyung (of Block B. He has like 10 solo songs, I love them all and are by far my most played songs. So I could list all of them, or just leave it at this)

Kassy/케이시 (Listen to This Song[seriously, do listen to it, its so comforting], True Song, Tock Tock, The Day Was Beautiful, Story of Nightfall, When Love Comes By, Let it Rain)

Eun Jiwon (of Sechskies [and many variety shows]) (I'm On Fire, Hooligan, Same, Hate, Worthless, Trauma, 8t Truck, Never Ever, Adios, While Buzzed/Fuddled)

Bonus (random songs I like)

Park Hyoshin - Wild Flower

Park Hyoshin - Snow Flower

Sejeong - Flower Way

Twice - What Is Love?

Crayon Pop - Bing Bing

Vixx - Error

Zico - Human

Zico - The Language of Flowers

Zico - Being Left

Zico - Balloon

Wonder Girls - Why So Lonely

Wonder Girls - Nobody

Seventeen - Clap

BTOB - Way Back Home

g.o.d - The Story of Our Lives

g.o.d - A Funny But Sad Day

Gaho - Start

Lee Hi - Breathe

Urban Zakapa - I don't Love You

IU - Love Poem

Crush - Beautiful

Ailee - I Will Go To You Like The First Snow

J-Walk - Frappuccino

Melomance - Gift

I could probably spend another week or two adding songs to this list, so lets cut it short now.

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the very large sp3arb tag

so @sp3arb has tagged me in a total four tags recently and i’m finally getting around to all of them!! tysm for all the tags, meri (btw i love your name?? i think its super cute!) and i hope you learn a bunch of unnecessary stuff abt me lmao (under the cut bc this is a long ass post)

i dont have a name for this tag

1ST RULE: Tag 9 people you want to get to know better

im not tagging anyone bc im bad at things and most ppl i wanna know about, meri has already tagged so

2ND RULE: BOLD the statements that are true.

APPEARANCE: - I am 5'7 or taller - I wear glasses - I have at least one tattoo - I have at least one piercing - I have blonde hair - I have brown eyes - I have short hair - My abs are at least somewhat defined - I have or had braces

PERSONALITY: - I love meeting new people - People tell me I am funny - Helping others with their problems is a big priority of mine - I enjoy physical challenges - I enjoy mental challenges - I am playfully rude to people I know- I started saying something ironically and now I can’t stop saying it - There is something I would change about my personality

ABILITY: - I can sing well - I can play an instrument - I can do over 30 pushups without stopping - I am a fast runner - I can draw well - I have a good memory - I am good at doing maths in my head - I can hold my breath underwater for over a minute - I have beaten at least 2 people arm wrestling - I can make at least 3 recipes from scratch - I know how to throw a proper punch

HOBBIES: - I enjoy sports - I’m on a sports team at my school or somewhere else - I’m in a orchestra or choir at my school or somewhere else - I have learned a new song in the past week - I exercise at least once a week - I have gone for runs at least once a week in warmer months - I have drawn something in the past month - I enjoy writing - Fandoms are my #1 priority - I do some form of Martial arts

EXPERIENCES: - I have had my first kiss - I have had alcohol - I have scored a winning point in a sport - I have watched an entire TV series in one sitting - I have been at an overnight event - I have been in a taxi - I have been in the hospital or ER in the past year - I have beaten a video game in one day - I have visited another country - I have been to one of my favorite band’s concerts

MY LIFE: - I have one person that I consider to be my Best Friend - I live close to my school/work - My parents are still together - I have at least one sibling - I live in the United States - There is snow where I live right now - I have hung out with a friend in the past month - I have a smart phone - I own at least 15 CDs - I share my room with someone

RELATIONSHIPS: - I am in a Relationship - I have a crush on a celebrity - I have a crush on someone I know - I’ve been in at least 3 relationships - I have never been in a Relationship - I have admitted my feelings to a crush - I get crushes easily - I have had a crush for over a year - I have been in a relationship for over a year - I have had feelings for a friend

RANDOM: - I have break-danced - I know a person named Jamie - I have had a teacher that has a name that is hard to pronounce - I have dyed my hair - I’m listening to a song on repeat right now - I have punched someone in the past week - I know someone who has gone to jail - I have broken a bone - I have eaten a waffle today - I know what I want to do in life - I speak at least two languages [i don’t speak two, i speak one and sign in another] - I have made a new friend in the past year

alphabet tag

Rules: answer the questions in a new post and tag 10 blogs you would like to get to know better

I was tagged by Roxanne ( is it ok if I call you Roxy? I like Roxy) Actually @lxx-fxlix And for some reason it did not give me the notification you did, I was casually stalking your blog when I saw:

A: age? 16 (01 liner)

B: birthplace? North Carolina

C: current time? 7:53 pm

D: drink you had last? Arnold Palmer (half sweet tea, half lemonade)

E: easiest person to talk to? for me, it’s my irl best friend gwen and my best friend on here, krys

F: favorite song? oof i’m super indecisive so i’m just gonna commit to mayday by got7 (it always changes but mayday has stayed on my constantly rotating playlist for nearly six months now; most are on for six weeks, max)

G: grossest memory? uh probably when one of my swim lesson kids tried to eat a bug (they were like four) and i had to make them spit it out into my hands

H: hogwarts house? proud slytherin!!

I: in love? i love a lot of people, but i’m not IN love

J: jealous of people? not anymore, my self-esteem has gotten so much better in past years

K: killed someone? uhm a couple of times in fics (*cough* jinjin in not like this *cough*)

L: love at first sight or should i walk by again? not love but pls walk by again bc i’m probably enjoying your aesthetics

M: middle name? christine

N: number of siblings? one, an older sister

O: one wish? to adopt a kid with no family or an unhealthy one (obvs when older and financially stable)

P: person you called last? my sister called me yesterday morning, and before that i had called my friend to tell him abt a near death experience when i was driving

R: reasons to smile? something good will happen to you, you’ll meet someone wonderful, and there’s always new experiences to happen

S: song you sang last? poet by bastille (an underrated fave)

T: time you woke up? about 8 am

U: underwear color? light heathered grey

V: vacation destination? i’d love to go to greece someday! santorini would be my first choice, and then my great-grandparents old village near thessaloniki

W: worst habit? probs my dermatillia (picking at acne on my face until it bleeds, then picking at the scabs, leaving a bunch of scars that will never go away)

X: x-rays? i got one on my tailbone one time, two years after i sprained it bc my mom didn’t believe me

Y: your favorite food? uhhh most anything tbh; i quite like the honey butter chicken sandwich from pdq

Z: zodiac sign? libra

✨ Fun Facts Tag ✨

Rules for this are:

Have fun with it!

Tag some of your mutuals

1) Favourite colours:

orange!! and after that, any kinds of pastel or muted darks

2) Favourite song at the moment:

lotto by exo has been on replay in my head, my car, and my earbuds

3) Last book you read:

the sun and her flowers by rupi kaur

4) Last TV show you watched:

i tried to watch part-time idol bc hyunbin from jbj was in it, but within the first 15 minutes they set up an unnecessary relationship so i had to nope out of there real hard; i then reverted back to rewatching white collar for the fifth time

5) Last movie you watched:

does john mulaney’s nerflix comedy special comeback kid count?? if not, probably nightmare before christmas way back around christmastime

6) If you have a pet whats their name?:

four dogs: pheonix, kino, midge, and bess; three horses: little man, gem, and andy (ironically i’m allergic to dogs and horses, and my dad keeps buying more)

7) If you have siblings how many?:

one, my older sister

8) Favourite thing to do on a weekend:

i love doing my swim lessons and seeing all my kids!! i haven’t been able to lately bc of the weather,

9) Best tumblr friends:

i only talk to @cheesyramynry on a daily basis, but i have a lot of blogs that i consider friendly acquaintances or casual friends as well!!

10) Favourite thing about yourself:

i value my compassion and empathy above all else; i am very much the mom friend and love to be it

11) Favourite memory:

ah i have so many; i think rn i’m gonna go with this past christmas, bc it was my last one with my grandfather

12) 3 weird habits:

swallowing gum, taking all my pills in descending size order, i tend to mimic how a singer sounds when i sing along to the song (ex: if they have a british accent, i’ll subconsciously sing in a british accent; if they stress certain syllables in certain ways, i’ll do it too)

13) What would you call your style?:

comfortable (stretchy jeans, t-shirts, hoodies) and with a few signature Gay Things (jean jacket, flannels, oversized mens’ button ups, a couple gay/bi pride shirts)

14) Odd talent:

if i have lyrics in front of me to a song i’ve never heard before, i can predict the pattern of the tunes and rhythm and sing along the first time

15) Do you have a tumblr crush?:

literally all of aroha and all of the sk fandom (y’all are the loveliest fandoms i’ve ever been a part of)

the stray kids tag

Rules: answer the questions in a new post, and tag 10 blogs you would like to get to know better.

I’ve decided that in celebration of Stray Kids pre-debut album I needed to create a tag. The ultimate goal for The Stray Kids Tag is to learn about your Tumblr mutuals, and have fun answering the Stray Kids related questions! Here we go:

1: When did you decide to join the Stray kids fandom?

i saw a thread of information abt the suspected nine members before they were officially announced and was like ‘yes i must stan them and love them with all of my heart.’ so uh,,,,, back in august or september??

2: What is your favorite episode of Stray Kids? uhm, i’m gonna expose myself rn and let y’all know that i’ve never actually seen a full episode of the show; as soon as i heard it was gonna be a survival show, i knew that i couldn’t watch it bc my heart was too weak and i was emotionally incapable of becoming too invested while watching it; but from clips, i quite like the episode with the 3:3:3 mission, and also the last episode when all nine were reunited and told they were going to debut together

3: Who would you say is your bias in Stray kids?

my initial one was chan, and they i got rlly confused, and then slowly came to realize that it was jeongin (anything else after that is a fucking mess)

4: Who would you say is your bias wrecker in Stray kids?

literally kill me all of them bias wreck me so hard bUT hyunjin, jisung, seungmin, and chan have been wrecking me so hard in particular lately

5: What line would you want to be apart of in Stray kids? uHHH not dance line bc swimmers have 0 coordination on land; i quite like singing even tho i’m not good at, so probably that, but i can also hit all of chan’s english rap parts in 3racha songs, and keep up with lafayette’s raps in hamilton, and a lot of the english rappers i like too so uh,,, sign me up for rap line too

6: What is the first song you heard of Stray kids? hellevator

7: What is the first song you heard of 3racha? i think it was either hoodie season or runner’s high

8: What is your favorite song on their pre-debut album?

young wings or school life or yayaya (or grr or 4419 or glow or hellevator)

9: What is a concept you’d like to see Stray Kids try in the future?

i love their current optimistic and slightly rebellious teenager concept rn bc its an Eternal Mood; but i always love myself a soft boyfriend concept

10: if you could meet with the members of Stray kids for one day what would you say to them?

how proud of them i am, and how proud of themselves they should be; i would tell them about how they’re saying things that resonate deeply for their fans and i love that they’re talking abt real world problems; i would also make sure to tell them (chan and 3racha especially) to make sure to rest more, and eat well, and take care of themselves emotionally as well as physically; and finally i’d like to tell jeongin how wonderful he is and that he’s doing so much at such a young age (lmao he’s actually eight months older than me but that’s no the point) and to never lose his cute little smile

finally done!! meri, if you actually read all of this, uh thank you????? i hope you now know everything you wanted to know abt me, and probably more than you wanted to know

i’m bad at tagging people, so if you also made it this far and haven’t done some of these tags, choose one, or a couple, or all of them and do them yourself!! just say that i tagged you!!

#mel talks #tags

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