#i uhm need to work on my social skills

[surftrips]

BAD REPUTATION | LUKE CASTELLAN

BIG REPUTATION — CHAPTER 01

pairing luke castellan x fem!ares!reader

summary upon her arrival at camp half-blood, y/n quickly captures the attention of the gods and the heart of a certain brunette-haired boy.

author's note so excited to make this an official series! please let me know if you would like to be added to my taglist for bad reputation and other works featuring luke. this is going to be a mix of social media posts / short fics.

→ installment of this au read for context

As a child of Ares, you were stubborn, short-tempered, and walked around camp with a permanent angry resting face. At the same time, you were known to be loyal, protective, and funny. If being funny was the same thing as being sarcastic.  

The younger campers were scared of you, the older ones around your age respected you, but everyone admired you in some way or another. If not for your excellent fighting skills, you had a demeanor that not even the gods above could ignore. The way you carried yourself was captivating, so much so that your father had claimed you within the first week of your arrival at camp, and ever since then, you had proven your worth to anyone that watched. 

Perhaps one camper kept the closest eye on you, the curly-haired brunette boy did not believe in love, let alone love at first sight— not until he saw you. You and him had arrived at camp around the same time, but your paths did not cross until a Capture the Flag game weeks later, when you both happened to be on the same team. 

Word had already gotten around about your talent with the spear. Clarisse had introduced the weapon to you, and you had caught on quickly. You were in the middle of fighting off multiple campers on the other team when Luke appeared beside you. 

“Need a little help?” he asked.

“Nope, I got it under control.”  

“Are you sure?” 

Even though you were strong, it was still three against one. 

You relented, “Fine.” 

Luke chuckled, hopping in with his sword. You couldn’t help but admire him out of the corner of your eye, and you were glad that your helmet hid the expression on your face. 

You had gone on to win that game and many others alongside each other, in an unspoken allyship. In time, both of your reputations had begun to precede you. 

Each week, campers awaited to hear if they would be playing on the same team as you and Luke, and each week, they would be disappointed to hear otherwise. But your fighting skills were not the only topic of conversation, it was becoming abundantly obvious that a certain boy had fallen for you. 

“Dude, what’s going on with you and Y/N?” Percy asked Luke over dinner one night. 

“What do you mean?” Luke responded, still chewing on his food.

“Come on, you’re not exactly being stealthy about it.” 

Luke laughed, “Yeah, alright, you got me.”

“So you do like her!”

“What? No, who said that?”

“You literally just admitted it.”

“I said, ‘you got me.’”

“Exactly, I figured it out. You have feelings for her,” Percy declared.

You happened to walk over at that moment, interrupting them. “Feelings for who?” 

Luke coughed, allowing Percy to respond for him. “Uh, uhm… no one!”

“Percy, I literally heard you.” Even though he was one of the younger campers that you were close with, the blonde boy still found himself scared of you on occasions such as this one when you were staring at him dead in the eye. 

“Sorry, Luke, you’re on your own for this one,” Percy blurted out before running away.

You turned towards Luke, who had since finished recovering from his coughing. He was nervously smiling at you, some color had slightly rushed into his cheeks. 

“So, who’s the lucky girl?” you asked, smirking at him. 

“Oh, you don’t know her,” he said, shaking his head. 

“Are you sure? I feel like I know pretty much everyone here.” 

“She…. uh… doesn’t go here.” 

You couldn’t help but let out a suppressed laugh. “She doesn’t go here,” you repeated.  

“Nope! I’m gonna go get some dessert.” With that, he left you alone at the table, quietly laughing to yourself. 

You weren’t totally oblivious, you knew that you must have come up in conversation for the two boys to have behaved that way. However, you were content to see how far this would go, and how much teasing you could get away with before Luke got the courage to do anything about it.

Besides, you had a reputation to keep up, and being soft all of a sudden was not part of the plan. 

#luke castellan #bad rep fic #luke castellan x reader #percy jackson series #percy jackson #pjo #charlie bushnell #charlie bushnell x reader #luke castellan imagine #percy jackson x reader #pjo x you #luke castellan x you

[loverstheory]

wish i didnt feel so disposable to ppl

#im out here tryna figure out whats wrong w me cuz obviously im the common denominator here. its me im the problem. #but then i also have to reconcile how absolutely fucked my social skills are and how i really prefer being alone anyway.... like #i think i want company when really im just bored #bc im rly used to being by myself for so long its just a preference already. now i feel so weird and annoyed when im around even my friends #for too long #like i rly need my me time #i think more than anything in the past ive rly given myself to my friendships and conncections and now im like. fuck doing all the work. #fuck being disposable and literally not worth someones time #like im not gunna beg u to like me... u either do or u dont. im not gunna waste my time tryna convince u #im not gunna beg someone to be a good friend to me. like thats not gunna happen #but it sucks. idk i hate being in this frame of mind. ive been avoiding it all week #like what else do i need to change to be worthy of being loved uhm... and also do i still even want love in the first place #had an illuminating convo w a friend while back abt how if im rly sure if ppl dont like me.. #or if i project onto people my own feelings #or like how i percieve they feel abt me vs how they actually feel #and its like yeah i kind of do that. and i hate it and i cant figure myself out #it feels so stupid to be unsure of myself in this way. like i legit cant figure out if i want company or not #i cant figure out if im sabatoging myself or not

[jaemmphilia]

★ 𝘮𝘪𝘹��𝘢𝘱𝘦: 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘶𝘦 ★ || han j.s

★ summary: after nearly dying in the pool, you and han chill out together while you calm down. after you feel better, you watch as the boys have fun in the pool. later, you all are tasked to choose food ingredients without knowing what everyone else chose. you all cook the food together and then you all have a debate and get to know each other.

★ characters: bang chan, lee know, changbin, y/n (he/him pronouns, masculine frame), hyunjin, han, felix, seungmin, i.n

★ warnings: none that i can think of really, mentions of food and cooking, han is falling in love with the pretty reader :3, lee know and seungmin are onto han, mentions of jay why pee

★ word count: 2.6K (2663)

★ binnie's thoughts: welcome to part two of the mixtape series! uhm, i felt the need to start working on this right away, so pls let me know your thoughts by reblogging or commenting!!

★ requested?: nope, just a continuation

★ disclaimer: this fic in absolutely NO way represents the stray kids members as people. this is just for fun, so don't take it to heart. just enjoy!

After the nine of you– minus you, technically– finish swimming, you all venture inside to take  nice, hot showers and change into clean clothes before filming resumes. You’re seated on your bed, fresh out of the shower, your red-dyed hair dripping cold water onto your shoulders. You would grab your towel, but you’re too lazy to get up, honestly. You scroll through your phone, checking your socials when you hear a soft knock at the door. You turn your attention to the door before speaking:

“Come in!” you call out, and Jisung opens the door a bit, poking his head through. You chuckle at him, and you tilt your head at him. “What’s up, Han?”

Han opens the door more, stepping inside the room. He fiddles with his hands, and you can tell he wants to say something, but his nerves are getting the best of him.

“It’s okay, I don’t bite.” you bark out a laugh, which makes Han chuckle. You smile wider, liking the sight of his toothy smile. 

“I just wanted to check up on you. You know, to make sure you’re okay after what happened earlier.” he says, finally looking at your face and not at his sock-clad feet. 

You hum before answering him, “Yeah, I’m all good. And tell Changbin-hyung not to beat himself up about pushing me. I should have told you all about my fear of water.” 

“Yeah, but it’s not anyone’s fault. It was just a tricky situation that went south real fast.” he says, and you nod with a shrug. “We’re all going downstairs to play games and sing. Wanna join us?” he asks and you can’t fight the smile that creeps onto your face.

“Sure, sounds like fun. Maybe I’ll get to beat Felix at ping pong again.” you laugh as you stand, following Han to the downstairs area of the house. He chuckles as he walks beside you, and he can feel the warmth of your body touching his arm at your close proximity.

Once you step foot downstairs, you’re met with the gorgeous voice of Jeongin. He sounds amazing, and you can only wish to sound like him. You sit down on the bench behind where he and Seungmin are standing, just bobbing your head along to the music. You cross your legs as Han sits beside you, listening to the youngest member sing his little heart out. Once he finishes his song, you clap for him as Lee Know steps up to sing next. 

He picks a more upbeat song, which causes Han to jump up and begin jumping around, hyping up his (obviously his favorite) hyung. You laugh at the two of them, your stomach hurting from laughing so hard. You can only hope to be as close to them as they are to each other one day. Han can hear you laughing, and he wants to engrave the sound into his brain on repeat. 

Lee Know finishes his song and he looks around, wondering if anyone else wants to sing next. You bite your bottom lip, wanting to sing and show off your skills, but you don’t want to seem like you’re trying to upstage anyone. 

Fuck it, you decide and you get up, standing in between Han and Lee Know. You clear your throat, catching both of their attention. 

“Oh, you want a turn? Be my guest.” Lee Know says, handing you the microphone and the device to pick a song. You hope he doesn’t notice the shakiness of your hands as you take the device from him.

You search through the long selection of songs, before you get excited. You quickly choose the song “Song of Dann” by Kingdom. You honestly didn’t expect your audition song to be on the karaoke machine, but you’re elated about it. You sway from side to side as the song starts, and you close your eyes, a habit you have when you prepare to sing. Closing your eyes helps you get over the nervous jitters of performing in front of a crowd of people. You even do it when you’re singing in your room alone. You allow the music to take over you, the slow instruments burrowing into your ears, making you feel light and airy. 

You begin to sing, matching the pitch of the original singer almost perfectly. Your voice is a little deeper, and you often struggle with singing notes higher than your normal vocals. You start to get into it, the echo of the karaoke machine loud as it reverberates in the downstairs area of the house. 

Everyone stops what they’re doing to listen to you sing your heart out. They all feel moved by your performance, each and every one of them getting chills. They knew you could sing, but they didn’t know you could sing like that. Your eyes are screwed shut as you belt out the heartfelt lyrics. The lyrics are sad, full of emotions of heartbreak and pain. Han wonders why you chose a song like this. Did someone in your life hurt you? If it were me, I would never hurt you, he thinks to himself as he watches you.

When your mini-concert is over, you finally open your eyes, looking around you. You find everyone’s eyes on you, wide and shocked. You feel your ears get warm, and you laugh nervously. Why were they looking at you as if you had grown two heads? It made you nervous.

“Sorry. Was that too loud?” you ask, your hand coming up to tug at the short hairs at the nape of your neck. You take in everyone’s expressions, most of them showing shock. Your eyes land on Han, and you try to look away. You don’t want him to see your red ears. But the look on his face is hard to turn away from. 

His jaw is open a little, and you can see a little bit of the inside of his mouth. His eyes are wide, and you can clearly see the deep brown pools that are his eyes. He’s bare-faced, and you think he looks the most handsome like this. You both avert your eyes before you get caught staring. The rest of the boys would never let you live it down, you just know it. 

Changbin’s loud, gravelly voice snaps you out of your lovesick daze. “Are you joking?! That was fucking amazing!” he cheers, and then he cringes at the various groans from the camera crew. He bows in apology, his ears turning a nice shade of deep pink. 

You laugh softly at Changbin, shaking your head, “Thank you, hyung. I’m glad you enjoyed that mediocre performance.” you chuckle, earning a strangled noise from the older male. 

“Mediocre?” Han nearly screeches, causing everyone in the room to jump and express their complaints at the male’s loud noise. “That was nowhere near mediocre! You sang that song perfectly without vocal warmups! I could only wish to be able to do that!”

You wave him off as you watch Felix disappear upstairs. Where was he going? You decide not to dwell on it as you hand the microphone back to Lee Know. You walk over to the pool table and grab a cue. You watch as Changbin resets the pool balls. You honestly suck at pool, but Changbin doesn’t need to know that.

Soon enough, you are the last one downstairs. You sing another song by yourself until the staff motions for you to head upstairs. You go to where they tell you to go, and you’re surprised to see a table full of ingredients on it. You tilt your head and you hear a tapping noise to your left. You turn your head to see all the members standing behind glass walls, each of them pointing at the table. 

You can’t help but laugh at them frantically trying to communicate with you through glass walls. Lee Know is looking at the ingredient he wants you to choose, his eyes bugged out and wide. You feel your sides tense up from laughing so hard. 

You place your hand over a pack of various vegetables, looking at the eight guys. They all panic and shake their heads, some of them yelling, although it just looks like they’re yawning to you. You decide to tease them some more, and you place your hand over a carton of eggs. This time their reactions are neutral, a few of them giving you a thumbs up or a nonchalant shrug. 

You turn towards the camera, “Get a load of these guys. These are your boys, Stay?” you ask teasingly, running your hands through your hair, exposing your forehead. 

Han bites his lips as he watches you make a simple action look so effortlessly sexy. He knows his ears are red, but he’s too distracted by you to even care. He watches as you bite your bottom lip, tapping your chin as you consider your options. He thinks you look so attractive like this, your red hair fluffy from your shower, a pair of wire-framed glasses perched on the bridge of your nose. You don’t have any makeup on, so he can clearly see the freckles and acne scars that litter your cheeks. He so desperately wants to kiss your cheeks, knowing it would make you laugh and push him away, telling him to stop. He wouldn’t stop, though.

You finally pick your ingredients, a pack of sausages that look so tasty to you. You make your way to the boys, all of you laughing at the crazy faces Lee Know and Seungmin were making. You imitated Lee Know’s crazy eyes, making Chan double over in laughter. 

You’re a little surprised by how comfortable you’ve become with these guys. You just met them a few hours ago, and here you are laughing and joking with them as if you’ve known your entire life. You actually start to believe that you belong in this group. 

You all grab the ingredients you picked, and you all start cooking together. You wouldn’t consider yourself the best chef in the entire world, but you’re at least a bit familiar with how to cook. Growing up with an elderly grandma meant you had to help cook dinner in order to eat it, too. That was no issue for you, because you adored spending time with her. 

You cook with everyone, and you notice that while everyone else is eating, Chan is still standing over the grill, cooking the last bits of meat. You get up and walk over to him. 

“Let me take over. You need to eat, too, hyung.” you say, holding your hands out telling him to place the cooking utensil in your open hand. You can see him hesitate before he finally forks over the utensil. Huh, that was easier than I expected, you laugh to yourself.

Chan sits with everyone else as he puts some food into his empty bowl. You listen as everyone hums and moans at the taste of the food. Your heart swells, knowing that they all get to enjoy food that they made themselves. You finish cooking the rest of the meat and you bring it to the table, before sitting down in the empty seat next to Han.

Han tries not to tense up when he feels your arm bump into his when you get comfortable in your seat. The spot on his arm tingles. You apologize to him, running a hand through your hair again. He notices the way you push up your glasses when they slide down the bridge of your nose. He thinks you’re so breathtaking, even though you’re doing the most normal actions that everyone does. 

As you all eat in peace, the staff grabs your attention, explaining the task to you all. They say that you all are going to debate against each other based off of the lyrics from their songs. 

You’re a bit nervous, because of course, you haven’t participated in any of their songs yet. You’ve listened to their music many times, but not enough to memorize the words or the true meaning of said lyrics.

You wonder if you stayed quiet enough that they wouldn’t expect you to comment. Oh how wrong you were, my dear. 

The debate gets heated really fast, Changbin being the loudest of the bunch. He makes sure everyone knows what he thinks, and you feel bad for poor Chan and his eardrums, because Changbin is no different than a siren. 

You have to admit that he’s funny, and him being loud as hell just makes him funnier. You find yourself doubled over in laughter because of the comments he makes throughout the debate. You lean on Han as you laugh, and you miss the way he tenses up, his laughs becoming more nervous. 

After the debate and the cameras are off while the staff eats, the nine of you are talking about your families, just trying to get to know each other while you have a bit of privacy from blinding cameras. 

“So, Y/N-hyung. Tell us about you, we want to hear about you now.” Felix says, leaning back in his chair as he pats his full stomach. 

You take a sip of your soda, humming in acknowledgement. You knew this moment was to come, so you are prepared. “Alright, I was born in the USA, in Georgia. I lived with my mom, dad, and older twin siblings before I actually moved to Daejoon.” you start, scratching your shoulder as you speak. 

“I lived there with my grandma until she passed, and then I moved to Seoul. I moved hoping to push my musical career forward. My siblings jokingly told me to audition as an idol to different agencies, so I did.

“I didn’t really expect to get accepted, but I did. I did an in-person audition, and JYP wanted to put me in a group immediately. Now I’m here with you guys, and I really appreciate you guys being so kind to me. I know this isn’t easy for you all, and I bet you hated me before even meeting me, but I really do appreciate you guys working with me.” you finish your little rant and you look up from the table. 

The eight of them are staring at you, and they’re smiling at you. You can’t help but smile back at them, your eyes welling up with tears. You hate being so emotional, always crying at the smallest things. You wipe your eyes with your sweater sleeve as you laugh. 

“Sorry, I didn’t want to start crying, but I’m just really grateful.” you explain, and Han wraps his arm around you, patting your upper bicep. You automatically lean into his touch, liking his gentle pats. 

Seungmin and Lee Know exchange devious looks, which isn’t a good thing. They’ve both noticed how Han looks at you, he’s not very subtle about it. They’re confused about how you haven’t noticed yet. The two of them think it’s pretty cute, but they are also aware of what could happen if things went south. It would get so awkward. 

“Well, we’re all happy to have you join our family. It may not have seemed like it at first, but now that we have an idea of who you are as a person, we’re on board.” Chan says, causing everyone to nod and let out other kinds of agreements. 

You all clean up after dinner and you get ready to start filming the next part of the episode. You’re on dish duty with Changbin, and you can’t help but question his dish-washing methods. Does he have to be seated while he cleans the dishes? You don’t audibly question the older male, you just let him do his thing.

This doesn’t feel like such a bad idea anymore, and you honestly consider thanking JYP for making such a weird decision. You wouldn’t do that, though. Not in a million years.

#kpop x male reader #stray kids x male reader #stray kids x reader #kpop x reader #male reader #han jisung x reader #han jisung x y/n #han jisung x male reader

[captain-mj]

Okay okay okay, now that you have ventured into the territory of Ghost x König I finally have to find the courage to send you a request. I need more of this ship.

I don't have many specifics, enemies to lovers is always great, but Monster (any type, werewolf/bear, your avian soldiers, other unique folklore related creatures etc.) König and Handler Ghost? A combination/variation of the two? Ooooh, in general I am in love with your fantasy AUs. So whatever strikes your inspiration, if you have a completely different idea that comes up in regards to this ship I will probably eat it up, so feel free to venture away from the ideas provided.

If you do this I will kiss- oh wait I heard threats are the social norm in this ask box so uhm... yes... if you do this I will refrain from stealing your teeth. Yes, yes.

Werebear Koenig werebear Koenig werebear Koenig. I got you. Enemies to lovers? No problem! Also Ghost is a werewolf :)

I rewrote this six times before i liked it so pls... let me keep my teeth... I know it's short but I'll make a part 2 or something 😭

Ghost considered himself a selfish person generally. He also genuinely did not believe he was a good person. But with König, he tried to be better. König was polite and skilled, he saw no reason to be mean to him. They were only paired up because Ghost could overpower König, a feat not many people on base could boast. More accurately, no one but Ghost could boast. König was paired to him because Ghost didn't need a handler in the typical sense. It meant König didn't have to worry about it. He was new from KorTac, still adjusting to this. They both hated each other.

Ghost wasn't even sure he knew why. Neither had "punished" the other. They shared section of the base, a room, bathroom and hallway due to Ghost being a lieutenant and requesting the privacy, but they had quickly found rules that meant they never, ever saw each other unmasked unless it was on purpose. It meant they avoided each other pretty much constantly as a bonus.

Occasionally, when they did happen to be in the same area at the same time, it was a fragile truce. Their ranks were ignored and so was their work. Instead, they just continued doing what they were doing in as non awkward of a silence as they could manage.

But König slipped up. During a mission, he had shifted without being told and the wrong people got hurt. Luckily, the friendly fire was mostly just hurt egos and bruises, no casualties. He didn't think König would survive if he had genuinely hurt anyone.

Said shifter was angrily crossing his arms, looking at him with frustration. "They weren't moving fast enough. They needed to get to exfil and I didn't think they could make it at the pace we were going. I was trying to prevent anyone from getting hurt."

"I understand that. But you have to ask for permission, König. People could've gotten hurt." Ghost understood the frustration. Nonshifters could be annoyingly slow at times. Personally, he even agreed it was the right call, but he couldn't tell him that.

"Unlike you, I don't go feral when I shift." König hissed. "I'm in control. I was fine." Low fucking blow. It took a lot for Ghost to shove the initially angry reaction down.

Ghost stared at him and sighed. "I believe you. But the point still stands. You should've asked."

König scowled at him fiercely and Ghost just shook his head. "I know you're used to being a mercenary with no ru-"

"Fuck you, Riley." König suddenly got closer, towering over him. Ghost's heart did something funny that he blamed on fear. Nothing else. His breath moved the cloth over his face.

"König. Stand down."

"And what are you doing to do?" He growled at him.

Ghost growled back and stepped closer, ignoring the height difference. He hooked his ankle around König's knees and sent him to the floor, kneeling in front of him. "Don't ever. Ever."

"Ever what? Growl at you? Disrespect your authority?"

Ghost yanked König's hood up and guilt immediately flooded him. König shied away from him, all the fury going out of him. He looked away, ashamed. There were scars across his face, but they weren't too bad. It was the thick scarring around his throat, like he had been wearing a spiked collar or had almost been decapitated.

Ghost dropped his hood. The silence followed like a shroud. It ached and groaned between them.

König let out a shuddering breath. "I... I do not want you to do that again."

"I wont."

"I promise not to shift without your permission again, sir." Sir. ah.

Ghost wanted to apologize. It was funny. He did worse things to other people and never felt this problem and yet, he wanted to apologize. To König.

"Good. Don't let it." That's what he said instead.

König didn't look at him. The silence stayed. Neither slept.

#cod #cod mw2 #call of duty modern warfare #call of duty #call of duty modern warfare ii #simon ghost riley #ghost cod #König x ghost #König

[layviyu]

idk if the inbox is full or not but here it is (THIS IS MY FIRST TIME REQUESTING SMTH, SO LET ME KNOW IF I SAID IT WRONG!!)

can i have a ena and honami x gn! reader that is an amazing baker?? let's say that they made a vanilla cake and they were like so shocked that they asked for more!!

free feel to ignore if you want, julie <33

✦ HONAMI AND ENA x BAKER READER

short desc: honami and ena with a s/o who bakes really well and leaves them craving more of their homemade sweets

type: bulleted hcs

characters: mochizuki honami, shinonome ena

note: omg the instant i saw this i already had an idea;; THIS REQ IS SO CUTE I LOVED IT!!!!!!! ty for requesting catarina!!

@ mochizuki honami

honami enjoys baking a lot, so she always made sure to bake some sweets from you every now and then.

but when you made her an apple pie for the first time, she was pleasantly suprised when she took the first bite — it tasted delicious!

she didn't know you were such a good baker, and she was very happy to find out. she ate her whole slice with a huge smile on her face, and, after she finished, she looked at you with a shy smile on her face, and spoke:

"Uhm... do you mind if I take a few slices home? It tastes really good, and I'd like to eat some more later."

you agreed without a second thought, and honami was ecstatic. needless to say, she was eager to eat some more later.

ever since that day, you've been making sure to bake some sweets and deliver them to leo/need during some of their practices — and they're all really grateful for it.

saki's the one who's the most eager whenever you walk through the classroom's door while holding a small box full of treats, and she'll always be praising you while eating them.

"Hona-chan, [name]'s so nice, right? I love it when they bake these sweets for us, hehe!"

after honami found out that baking was one of your hobbies, it's not uncommon for you to go to the other's house and bake a few sweets, and eat them later while watching something together.

overall, she enjoys your sweets as much as you enjoy hers. after all, it's much tastier when they're made especially for the other.

@ shinonome ena

ena first found out about your baking skills when you went to her house with airi and mizuki to make a cheesecake for akito's birthday.

after the two had left, you decided to make a mini cheesecake for ena, knowing how much she likes them.

when she took the first bite, you could swear you saw her eyes glisten a little, and she was quick to finish it with a tiny smile on her face.

"So... when were you gonna tell me you're some sort of masterchef?"

she doesn't outright ask you, but you know her well enough to know that she wants more of your sweets.

sometimes, you bake her something for her to eat before or after her night classes, and she really cherishes it — especially when you also put a small note alongside it. she may not say it out loud, but she's always grateful for you.

she's always the first to ask if she can have a bite whenever you finish baking something, and always gives good feedback, no matter what you just made.

sometimes, you have tried baking together with her, but the kitchen ended up being a mess — flour all over the counters and your clothes. nonetheless, you both had a lot of fun, and she is always up for trying to bake with you.

someday, ena hopes she can bake as well as you do, so that she can also make your favorite sweets and make you proud of her.

layviyu — do not repost my work on any other social media

posted on: 01/16/2024 — last edited on: 01/16/2024

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[blankiebloo]

He loves me, he loves me not.

Xiao x Gn!Reader

Jealous reader

You've recently bought a bouquet of qingxin for your hardworking boyfriend, Xiao. Although you two are together, it's kind of hard to believe that you are, especially with Xiao's lack of social skills. Even though from time to time Xiao has a small smile pasted onto his face from your antics, he has a hard time expressing his feelings and showing you that he loves and cares for you. You end up being the one who holds his hand and hugs him, and he always does it back but, more awkwardly.

The main reason why you got him flowers is because you've heard from Verr Goldet that he tends to pick them or stare at them for a long time before getting back to work, and you thought that if you got him them, he would keep them and cherish them, maybe just a little.

Finally you've reached Wangshu Inn, flowers in hand you started to walk up the stairs when you heard Xiao's voice. "You should be more careful. If I got there any later you could've gotten seriously hurt."

"Ah, I'm sorry Xiao. I'll be more cautious the next time I go to any ruin."

Oh. The traveler. Recently, the traveler has been around Xiao a lot, and even if you'd rather not admit it, but you're jealous. The way those two have been getting close recently just rubs you the wrong way. How the supposedly super strong, unbeatable traveler, is needing your boyfriend's help more and more.

"[Name?]" You hear Verr say, pulling you out of your jealous thoughts. "Are you alright? You've been staring at the stairs for a few minutes now." She asks, concern laced in her voice.

"Yes, I'm fine. Uhm, I have somewhere to be, could you possibly give these qingxin to Xiao for me? Thanks," You ask bluntly and leave, placing the flowers on the desk.

You hadn't known exactly where you were going, but you just didn't want to be near the Inn or the traveler. You eventually sat down on a random hill when your legs got tired. The sun had started to set and the sky was turning orange with mixes of red and yellow in it as well, even some hints of pink in there too. Around you were qingxin, out of boredom you picked one and held it in between your fingers, admiring the petals and the comforting smell it makes.

You caress one of the petals, the softness of it reminds you of silk flowers. While you mindlessly hold the petal you're reminded of a silly 'game' you would do as a kid with flowers. You put the petal in between your thumb and index finger and you pluck it off while saying, "he loves me."

You took another one and said, "he loves me not." You continued doing this until you got to the last two petals, taking one in your fingers you say, "he loves me," you take the last one and finish, "he loves me not."

Even though you know this is some stupid childish game, at you taking off the last petal saying that he, "loves you not." It makes you tear up, the thought of Xiao not loving you stings your heart and breaks it.

You silently started to tear up, bringing your knees up to your chest and held them there, you buried your face into them and cried, your tears subtly getting louder.

Soon your small sniffles and short tears turned into full on sobs, your mind continuously replaying the sound of the traveler and Xiao talking.

"I love you, you idiot," Xiao said, reaching in between your arms and taking your chin into his hand and tilting it upwards to place a glaze lily in your hair.

"Xiao?" Your voice sounded so small, almost making Xiao feel bad for not saying something sooner. "How much did you hear?"

"All of it. I'm...sorry I didn't say anything sooner, I thought maybe a glaze lily would make you feel better." He admits, your chin still in his grip. "But what led you to allow a flower decide my feelings for you?"

"Mm, its just a game I would play as a kid with my old crushes," you sheepishly admit. "But..I thought that maybe it was right..mm, I know this may seem selfish but, it seems so weird to how the traveler has randomly become so dependent on you." You admit, your face growing red and burning in embarrassment.

"The, traveler? Tch, they're just a, friend? Whatever you mortals call each other, but it doesn't matter. They don't matter to me as much as you do." His eyes glowed with love and so much adoration for you. His grip on your chin tightened as he pulled your face forward, kissing you. Your eyes widened, your arms unwrapping around your legs and grabbed onto his shirt. You closed your eyes and relished in the moment before he pulled away.

"I love you, and thanks for the flowers."

A/N: Sooooo, how are we liking this one??? I personally think that I did pretty good, but I'd appreciate some feedback!

#blank writes!♡ #genshin fluff #genshin x gn!reader #genshin x reader #genshin x you #xiao fluff #xiao x gn!reader #xiao x reader #xiao x you

[ria-writes-stories]

For: @taminam02 because- art- I dunno I just wanna show my appreciation towards an artist that I enjoy the content of very much

Ship: Smokey bat (Uzi x Sam, cuz I noticed they liked the last one)

Genre: Romance, Cotton

Title: Cozzy cats

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(No one's pov)

Uzi was simply doodling in class, as usual, because her intelligence was far above the average of the class, meaning that every work that the teacher assigned to the class was under stimulating for her, therefore...the teacher gave a challenge enough for her. "Uzi, Sam, pair one for the group project-" "WHAT?!" Uzi said snapping her head up as her eyes widen while she broke the pencil she was holding in her hand as a few other students near her got startled by her sudden burst of a loud scream.

The teacher sighed and rolled his eyes. "Uzi- you need to partner up and develop social skills-" "I DON'T NEED 'EM!" Uzi said standing up on the desk angrily. "Ugh, Uzi please sit down." The teacher said rubbing his forehead as Uzi proceeded to point at the teacher while pressing the poor student's head in front of her onto the desk using it as support for the strange cat like position she was in. "BITE ME!"

The discussion was cut short by the bell and everyone left the classroom as did the teacher leaving Uzi unable to negotiate to do her project on her own, like always.

Uzi groaned loudly in annoyance as she kicked a chair and crossed her arms over her hands before hearing a snore which caught her off guard, startling her and making her turn around to see where the noise came from. To her surprise a drone was asleep, resting their head on their arms, folded over on the desk. He was wearing a cozy sweater and a beanie with his eye color a magenta. Sam was of course as usually far too stoned to be aware of what is going around him so there is no surprise that he was sleeping during class and even now when classes were over, just now Uzi realised the true challenge she had in front of her, however...she saw it as an opportunity. If he was this spaced off she could still do the project on her own and just write his name at the end of it. Great! Should she tell him about the project? Probably. It was the decend thing to do after all, right? Yeah.

Uzi walked over and gently shook him. "Hey- wake up." "Hm-? Duuude- huh?" Sam looked up at Uzi puzzled as if he expected someone else. "Uhm...so we got paired up for a project but-" "Where is everyone?" Sam asked confused as he looked around tiredly. "They left- school is over. As I was saying we got paired up for a project and-" "Who are you-?" "STOP INTRERRUPTING ME!" Uzi snapped like a hissy feline as Sam's eyes widen in shock as he raised his hands up. "We got paired up for a project however you do not have to do anything, I will do everything and credit your name as well so I'll be going off now, also my name is Uzi-" "Oh-? But- paired up for a project means we both work dudette." "Have you not been listening? Why even would you want to work when you can just not? Also what's a dudette-" "Dudette, it would be unfair if I let you do everything, come on I can do something too." Uzi looked at Sam utterly confuse as he got up and Uzi got a reality check on how tall this guy was besides her, as if it wasn't enough that she was already shorter than Lizzy and Doll...

"Ugh! Fine-! Just- follow me I guess." Uzi mumbled as she took her backpack and started to head out as Sam followed her covering his mouth as he yawned.

Uzi was thinking about the project while Sam followed close behind her, and before Uzi knew she was in her home. Strange...usually she was so lost in thoughts she bumped into all of the doors on her way somewhere, well, usually she didn't have Sam behind her to notice that she's so concentrated in her own world that she could hurt herself, so, he simply opened all of the doors and kept them open until she passed by, hell he even greeted Khan by waving, catching the old man off guard but he didn't seem to question much about why Sam was there or following Uzi, he was too uninterested.

Uzi threw her backpack on the ground. "Take a sit somewhere or something." Uzi said waving her hand as she took out her notebooks and school manuals.

Sam simply flopped onto the bed, resting on his back as he closed his eyes and simply breathed while Uzi opened her PC and began to take care of the project since she already does all of her homework throughout the week the moment she receives it, sometimes doing it during school recess and the small break between lessons as to save up time. Boring details shoo. Any who, while Uzi was working on the project Sam proceeded to get up and sat his head on Uzi's.

"?! What are you doing?" Uzi said with a slight blush on her cheeks as Sam simply looked at the screen. "I told you it's not fair if you are the only one to do the work dudette." Sam said as he placed his hand on Uzi's, which was resting on the mouse of the PC, which caused the angsty rebellious teen to blush further.

He moved it around and clicking at stuff, adding customize to the project, with some surprisingly intriguing animations and features that aren't found in the base of the program, things that Sam simply did on the moment in a few clicks. Uzi was genuinely impressed. "How... did you do that?" "It's just shapes dudette, it's suuuuper easy!" Uzi said in his usual slow sheepish tone as he gave a dorky smile. "You- can't even read!" Uzi said absolutely flagger blasted by Sam's talent. "Yeah dudette, only pictures." He said pulling some papers from under his beanie. How did those fit there? Uzi wasn't going to ask...

Uzi took the files and went through there. They were all advanced programming and engineering! Most of them were indeed based on pictures. Uzi looked up at Sam with a spark of curiosity as she didn't know of any drone other than herself and her dad to be good at these things. "What classes do you take again?" "Advanced coding and engineering dudette, but you seem pretty sharp yourself, why don't you come to those classes?" Sam asked politely as Uzi blushed a bit at the compliment and looked away. "Shut up! And- uh- well- I did take them but I found them...boring so I-"

"Boring? Wo-ho! You are smart dudette!" Sam said doing finger guns at Uzi as he winked and Uzi proceeded to turn around in her chair since it had wheels as she frowned while her cheeks grew extremely hot as she wasn't used to compliments. "Uh-?" Sam said scratching his head as he didn't understand what he did wrong. "So- do we continue the project-?" "Yes! The project!" Uzi said snapping from her flustered self as she turned to the PC. "Uh- I don't have another chair, sorry." She said looking up at Sam. "That's ok, we can work on the bed." "..." Uzi looked at the bed, considered it, and decided to just get over with it.

For the next two hours Sam and Uzi worked on the project together with Sam resting his head on Uzi's and lazily placing his hand on her's and clicking things as he didn't have the energy to just ask her for the mouse so he could do the work himself, and Uzi was too flustered to correct this bad behaviour of his. The project was done before you knew it and as Uzi sat her laptop to it's place as she noticed that Sam was barely awake at this point. "Alright. You can head home now, thanks for the help." Uzi said closing her eyes as she opened the door waiting for Sam to leave but when she didn't hear anything she peeked with one eye and realised that Sam wasn't moving, was he...asleep?

Uzi went over and when she was about to poke him she suddenly got pulled in by a pair of surprisingly strong arms. "WOAH!" Uzi said in shock as Sam pulled her onto the bed, holding her closely to his chest out of instinct. He yawned and then proceeded to go to sleep resting his head on Uzi's. "Hey! Cut it off! Let me go!" Uzi said embarrassed as her cheeks went ablaze. Sam's response? He simply took Uzi's beanie off and held it in the air out of her reach while with the other hand he held her down. Uzi's eyes widened in shock, and they widened even more when she saw that Sam opened one eye and stuck his tongue out with a mischievous smile on his face.

Uzi was absolutely unable to react to this as she felt her heartbeat in her chest as she groaned and tried to get her beanie back squirming in Sam's hand as he simply watched Uzi with a smug smirk, and after a long time of struggling Sam simply placed Uzi's hat back on as he chuckled.* "You're cute dudette." *He said with a sheepish innocent warm smile as Uzi had to move her beanie since it was slightly over her eyes as she blushed madly looking away with a frown as she didn't want to admit that he managed in fact to get her to such a messy state.

An lazy orange cat and a devious black cat, but either way, a cat's a cat. All cats have a hint of mischief, and all cats are stubborn, but they still enjoy affection in whatever shape and manner that they receive it as long as it is gentle and soft.

Silence fell over the two and before you knew it Sam was sleeping while holding Uzi closely with his chest pressing against her back while she was on her phone before she eventually succumed to the warmth of his body.

Two cozy cats sleeping together.

The end

#murder drones uzi #murder drones sam #murder drones smokeybat

[kiefbowl]

Hi, so I’ve read your posts where you’ve given tips on how to be successful during an interview. And I was wondering if you could give me some advice on how to get a raise at my current job? I’ve been there for 2 and 1/2 years, I’ve doubled the amount of projects that I’ve been assigned to (started off with 3, now 6 projects and helping with 2 other programs as well) but I’ve never gotten more than a 2% raise over the last two years and that’s mandated by the university. When I’ve asked about moving up to a higher role, I’ve been told to be patient. But… I don’t think I can be patient anymore… and I found out that 2 people who’ve been there less than a year are getting a possible 10-20k jump in their salary. I’m going crazy, and I need some help if you have any guidance :(

Working at a university I think might be a little different than out in retail or in a corporate job, but some of this advice might apply. I'm just thinking of my university, which was public and got government grants, and I don't really understand all that beyond that, so there might be some stipulations about how to pay workers. In any case, I think this is a great question and hopefully it can help you and others out.

When asking for a raise, you are asking to enter a negotiation, which to be the aggressor can have some upside. You basically get to start the conversation by stating plainly what you want, and what you're willing to do to get it, and what you'll do if you don't get it. The finesse is making sure you're arguing for things that align for the person who holds what you want. You can imagine that if you go to your boss and say "I want 100K more a year, I want to do nothing about it, and if you don't give it to me I'll set my house on fire" they'll just be like "uhm, what does this have to do with me." Find the common ground between your interests, and theirs.

It's well understood by people who hire and manage people that hiring is more expensive than retaining talent, so the big token you have in your court is that you'll leave. The rub is of course people don't know how to leverage this, because in their heart it's an empty threat. Finding another job can be hard, and you don't want to put yourself in a situation where you're trading down because you didn't get what you want at one job so you took a different, suckier job. So, you have to harden your heart, and make sure when you talk about it, it's not an empty threat. One way to do this is to have a job offer already, which means patience as you job hunt. Another way to do this is to be confident that you could get a better job, and not be specific when you'll leave, but signal to them you will when you can. "I know my skill set is valuable" can be said in very casual, polite, professional, and pointed way to get your meaning across. Now that confidence shouldn't come from pure delusion (which, it doesn't have to, most people have things they're good at and are valuable!), but you do have to sit down and have a good think. What are your transferable skills and what are your billable skills, in tangible specific ways. "I'm good at customer service" is not specific, anyone can learn that - "I resolve my tickets within SLA 90% of the time" is specific. "I know how to write" is not specific, that could mean anything - "I've been creating and updating our knowledge base articles" is specific. "I work in marketing" is not specific, that just says where you work - "I designed the 2022 social media campaign that brought in 2% more business" is specific. Now, maybe these examples don't relate to what you do or sound a higher level of work that you do, but don't be discouraged, this is just creative framing. A social media intern could make a couple tik toks and do that last one, hopefully they have the insight to the data to make the claim that it increased business. The creative framing comes from understanding what your job wants from you. What is it doing? What does it make? What does it supply? How does it make revenue? For a university, I'm not sure how much it's tied into direct revenue for itself, depending on your department, but it does ultimately fit into the infrastructure of how the university makes revenue, so think about what your department is supplying to the university.

If you help manage an onslaught of freshman ding dongs who don't know their ass from their head (said affectionately) who barge in with complaints and questions, you handle "intake" so that your uppers in your department can focus on other efficiencies. If you serve food at a food court, your speed and efficiency equals faster lines which equals faster turn over which equals more students which equals more money (just like any restaurant). Any industry, anywhere in the hierarchy, a worker can frame what they do in these kinds of terms to make negotiation easier and really point blank: please give me x amount more, if you don't you lose abc from me because I will leave. I'm willing to wait y months/train a replacement/work more hours/work fewer hours/nothing more because I deserve this because I know so-and-so and what's his name over there make that much and I do the same job/etc.

Good luck! :)

[nightmares-voicemail]

Natasha, say you were the Ladybug Holder, partnered with a Black Cat Holder and you had to assemble a team- who would you potentially call in as an ally and what Miraculous would you give them

Natasha

"Uhm, that's a difficult one. Logic says I should avoid involving people I know too well, maybe even use the Horse to recruit a team from outside of Achefall but... that doesn't seem very feasible. I need to pick people I can trust and I don't have such a big social circle.

"I can see Maris' point in that she wants more or less fix kwami-Holder pairs, so everyone can get comfortable with one power-set. But to be honest, I feel like if it was up to me, I might go for a smaller core-team, and give them Miraculous based on who is available and what is needed at the moment. Kwami swaps tend to happen anyway, and sometimes Maris even forced to recruit bystanders as one-time Holders, so doing it this way might help to make things more flexible, and hiding the actual size of the team could be nice too.

"Let's see... one person I'd surely recruit if they were willing would be Kris. There would be no sense not to- I know them enough to trust them. They are an adult, so they could use their powers more. And they're already involved with the Miraculous, they were since childhood. They're pretty good at improvisation, so I think they could get a lot of use from the Goat. If we needed more raw strength, they could also use the Dragon... they like swords, or at least I know they did as a kid. And if things were dire enough, they could back us up with the Snake... uh, on a second thought, maybe they wouldn't be that thrilled to have a time travel Miraculous. But it works pretty differently than the Rabbit, so they might be fine with it.

"Depending on the circumstances, I might try to get Sonya on my team. She already proved herself very capable, but of course I'd understand if she said no. Probably wouldn't be a very good idea to give her the Turtle again, even though the villains already know some of our team's identities, so it might be pointless to worry about that. But she could also use the Ox that works kinda similar, or maybe the Tiger would fit her too.

"It would be probably a bit too reckless to involve someone who is basically living with me, but maybe Saiyuki could be a good fit for the Fox or the Bee? Not sure why, it's just a hunch.

"Naota loves to do things for people just to make them happy, they would be probably a good fit for the Pig... wait, maybe they wouldn't be that comfortable to weaponize people's desires against them. Then maybe the Dog would work better, and Erica could have the Pig instead.

"Fletcher likes birds and sometimes it feels like he... I don't know, wants to prove himself I guess? So the Rooster might fit him well.

"I recall Hikaru mentioning once that in their childhood games she played pretend as a hero with lightning powers, so she'd probably enjoy the Dragon. If a sneakier approach was needed, I think she'd manage the Bee well too.

"Justin is a baseball player, so either the Dog or the Monkey could work well for him, since both of those requires throwing skills.

"Let's see, we're left with the Horse, Rabbit and Mouse. I feel like Eva could do well with any of those."

[[Eva belongs to Tsukiyomaru/Arcade Rabbit. I'm not sure if he can be found here, otherwise I'd tag him properly.]]

#Maris Stella #Natasha #Natasha Alexton #MLB #feeling bad for leaving out Hallie and Hitomi but not sure how much Natasha interacted with them #while Vivi used to work for Mrs. Alexton I don't think they arranged play-dates for their children #same with Alicia #other than Natasha commissioning that jacket once I didn't get the feeling they hang out that much #not like she's hanging out with Eva a lot either probably but Eva did try to help her #and while she'd be too tsundere to thank him directly she probably appreciates him trying to do the right thing #also Eva feels like the kind of character who is in everyone's social circle #one reason Natasha would consider giving Kris the Goat Miraculous is that devil-horn headband Kris used to wear a lot when they were kids #which Natasha thinks was adorable #but she's not going to admit any of that to anyone ever in human history

[love-in-my-twenties]

saturday, 13/04 ⋆｡°✩

☑️ visit my family

☑️ go buy a new notebook, i have to put it here or i'll forget

⬜️ read the literature for homework for teamwork skills

⬜️ look for an article for the hw

⬜️ notes - group dynamics (teamwork skills)

⬜️ notes - effectivity of a team (ts)

⬜️ notes - conflicts in a team (ts)

☑️ notes - morality (social psychology) + ideas for the project

I have 3 tests this week + one bigger homework for monday + need to return a book to the library on friday (I could extend it but I should finish it anyway, it's just a chapter from it for a project) + we really should start working on our project for social psychology and...... I have to admit I'm kinda stressed. It's the first time on this major that different deadlines piled up for me like that. But I'll handle it !!

ฅᨐฅ જ⁀➴

📝 notes on morality: ~2,5hrs

💡 notes for the social psychology project: ~2hrs

📆 signed myself up for an extra lecture on monday:)

📽️ bought a ticket for the new godzilla movie hehe

sooo... at the end I spent the majority of my time on the social psychology project..... It's 10pm now and I'll sit a little longer to do some notes for teamwork skills but... uhm.

Well, it's not like I'm mad cause it's not like I wasn't productive, I just focused on different stuff than I thought I would hahah

I thought that I'll watch a movie tonight but I don't think I'll have time for that😭

#studyblr #study inspo #to do list #studyspo #psychology student #saturday studying #diaryblr #uniblr

[theworldofmrplant]

have they domesticated me?

Pairing: Analogical & Child! Patton

Summary: Fae!Virgil&Logan adopt a 6-year-old Human!Patton not realizing it wouldn't be the easiest.

Triggers: child neglect/abuse + nightmares (not caued by virgil or logan this is not unsympathetic sides)

Word Count: 923

I originally posted this on ao3 under the username steampunkgoggles ^_^

Being lonely was never a problem for Patton, he’d been lonely his whole life, his parents had given up on raising him years ago, only doing the basics to avoid getting arrested, and due to that, he’d never learned the social skills he needed to make friends. So yeah sure Patton didn’t have friends or parents who wanted him but at least he had his stuffed animals and the animals in the woods.

—

It had been a mistake to walk into the woods because now he was lost, cold, and scared. Trembling Patton wrapped his cardigan around himself tighter, he was trying his hardest not to cry, he was a big boy! Big boys don’t cry over things that were their fault in the first place. Sniffling Patton sat down, he wasn’t a big boy, he was a lonely sad boy whose own parents didn’t want him. Laying down Patton curdled up under a tree and cried himself to sleep.

—

“He’s waking up”

“Oh shit”

Rubbing his eyes Patton sat up yawning

“Who’s there?” he asked looking around

“Ah good you’re awake”, the blue creature said to him

“W-what are you”, Patton trembled

“We’re fae” the purple one piped in standing protectively next to the blue one as if little 6-year-old Patton could do anything to the nearly 6-foot fae.  

“Oh! My grammy told me about you” Patton mumbled to himself trying to remember the rules of the fae she also told him

“Yes well, what are you doing under this tree?” The blue one said

“Uhm Parents don’ want me anymore”, he sniffled eyes filling with tears. 

The fae gave each other a look but the purple one was the first to speak up.

“Why don’t you stay with us?”

Perking up Patton gasps 

“Really?”

Both of the faes nodded. 

Jumping up Patton goes to hug the faes 

“I appreciate it”

—

The trek back home was long, but somehow having Patton along made it much faster, which was strange considering the fae were much faster than he was usually. 

“So what do I call you guys?” Patton smiled up at the two fae 

“You can call me anxiety I guess” The purple one muttered

“I am referred to as Logic” The blue one nodded

“Oh golly you must be really smart then” Patton giggled

“Erm well I- I suppose so” Logan blushes pushing his glasses back up his nose. 

“Hmmm I need a name don’t I hmm” Patton trailed off eyes lighting up as he got an idea

“Frogger! Like the video game character”, Patton laughed clapping his hands

“Of course, you’d choose that for a name” Virgil responded rolling his eyes

“Oh! Uhm, thank you?” Patton questioned

“No problem short stack” Virgil smiled ruffling Patton’s hair

—

Patton was asleep on Virgil and Logan’s couch, the two faes having made him go to bed as soon as he got home, of course, he obliged, exhausted from the walk home, which had lasted nearly half a day as Patton was very small and also very prone to getting distracted and lost.

“Are we really going to be able to take care of him you think?” Virgil said anxiously 

“We’ll do our best and that’s what matters” Logan smiled at his husband

Letting out a breath Virgil nodded and held his husband tightly and watched his son sleep. 

—

Raising a human son in a town full of mythical creatures was not as easy as Virgil and Logan had hoped it would be. They had to teach Patton the rules of course, and then proceed to explain to the 6-year-old why no he could not call his father's daddy and dada in public, and then proceed to comfort said 6-year-old and tell him that no they wouldn’t leave him. It was albeit harder than the men had thought it to be. But they made it work, and soon Patton was fully knowledgeable in all rules regarding the mythical creatures that resided in the forest. Getting him to follow those rules was a different matter 

“Frogger stop trying to touch centaur's tails it’s incredibly disrespectful” Logan hissed his patience wearing thin

“But Logic it’s so fluffy” Patton whined stomping his foot 

“Imagine if someone came up to you and started touching your butt” The centaur neighed 

“Frogger apologize” Logan commanded in a warning tone

“I’m sorry Mister,” Patton said sadly 

Huffing the centaur turned dramatically tail swooshing as he walked away. 

—

The hardest part about raising Patton though was the nightmares, not because the two thought it was annoying when Patton crawled into their bed in the middle of the night, clearly shaken up from whatever dream had plagued his brain prior, no that was the easy part. The hard part was realizing that they couldn’t help him, that no matter how many soothing words, bedtime stories, and cuddles they’d give him, that crippling fear, the nightmare-inducing thought that the two people who had grown to care about him most in the world, were going to leave him one day all alone. And that, that scared them. It hurt more than any iron, insults, or physical pain ever had. They cared about their son so seeing him hurt like this? Heartwrenching. 

Today was another night like all the others, Patton had come into their room sniffling, climbed into their bed, and snuggled right in between his fathers. Both faes smiled knowing that Patton felt safe in between them. And all three cuddled together, keeping each other safe from any night terrors that might plague their thoughts.

#-> writing songs of all they're dreaming ;; writing #sander sides #logan sanders #patton sanders #virgil sanders #fae #originally posted on ao3 #first post ! #fanfiction #writing #analogical #kid!patton #tw nightmares #tw child abuse #tw child neglect

[heyheydidjaknow]

Hey! Saw you do match ups, and İ always have fun with these, so, only if you want to of course, could İ get a match up please? (İ saw that we share fandons in genshin, dn and mysmes)

Uhm, what to say?🤔 İ'm a piscies, i'm ace, İ'm very smol like, 1,57m. İ have the same personality as a golden retriever. İ'm very anxious and sometimes have panic attacks. İ love to read and learn new languages and İ always think İ'm bothering people so that's why i'm gonna stop talking here 😅

I never thought someone would actually take up my offer, but I’m happy someone did. I’ve got one for each, so without further ado, here is who you would be best with and why.

First, Genshin. I think you and Lisa would get along well. First of all, Pisces is a water sign and Lisa uses electro so sparks are already flying, but ignoring my shitty pun, you guys would balance each other out. Lisa is a pretty chill, lowkey person, and you’re relatively excitable, so together you find a median, which is nice. You would be something like a breath of fresh air to her, and she would be a stabler, calmer force in your life. She’s also emotionally competent and seems to generally have her shit together, so she could act as almost your rock if need be. Your energy may even motivate her to do things with any semblance of haste or urgency. You two would make a great couple.

Death Note. I would say L but L shouldn’t be in a relationship and he dies at 25 so maybe that’s not worth it. Matsuda, though, would be a great boyfriend for you. First off, he’d match your energy, because if you’re excited about something, he’s gonna get excited about it. He’s not the biggest bibliophile in the world, but if you’re gonna talk about X or Y characters you bet your bottom dollar that he will at least remember how you felt about certain characters and try to ask you about it. Someone to be silly with would be hugely appealing to him, and if you happen to like a good conversation about ethics and morality he can hold his own in that sort of situation incredibly well. He probably wouldn’t be the best at handling if one of you freaked out because the two of you would probably both freak each other out and that’s not ideal but then at least you can stress yourselves out together. You would also probably never have to worry about bothering him, because guy will absolutely go and find you if you run off and will attach himself to your hip for the rest of the time he’s home. The two of you would be a bit chaotic, but all in all a good fit.

This last one is a bit tricky, but I think I’m gonna go with Jaehee through the process of elimination. Yoosung? Shit coping skills; you don’t need that in your life. The Chois have shit they need to work out before they even consider a relationship, V is a cuckhold, Zen’s too focused on his career and would probably unintentionally fuel that one insecurity, and Jumin Han is socially very obtuse. Jaehee is a nice girl with a stable job, simple ambitions and plenty of drive and passion. Post-story Jaehee would be a great girlfriend for you: strong willed, observant, calm typically but passionate about her interests. Like Lisa, she’s a rock; she isn’t gonna go anywhere, has your back when you need her, and if she goes off to pursue her cafe dreams has the time to pay attention to you and just hang out with you. She also strikes me as an audiobook person even pre-ending so you guys would have plenty to talk about, and someone to come around and just sort of be there next to her would do wonders for her mental state. It isn’t the most exciting couple, but it’s a healthy relationship that would make the two of you better.

Of the group, I would say Jaehee would probably be the best match for you, but any of the above would work well with you, I think.

#genshin #Genshin impact #genshin impact lisa #genshin x you #genshin x reader #genshin lisa #lisa genshin impact #lisa genshin x reader #death note matsuda #matsuda x reader #touta matsuda #death note x you #death note x reader #jaehee kang #mm jaehee #mystic messenger jaehee #mysme jaehee #jaehee x reader #mystic messenger #mysme #matchups #like none of these characters should ever date #but in fanfiction they’re less terrible I think #I feel a bit like a mom #I think it’s the way I’m describing the characters #but I don’t mind

[scentedchildnacho]

Northern Minnesota Dakota country police......uhm the woman who murdered her own boy....that reminded me of Ruidoso new Mexico....

And the dream catchers and the candles and the baby deer leg left in the park...

Universiteit Leiden on counter terrorism studies complains that the mother was not a mental.....she was a trained terrorist in biblical studies and maybe murdered a lot of orphans....its having to be a pragmatic scientific biblicalist its these humiliations of college haze ings that cause the violence not mentalism

Needs to make trespassing have meaning....humiliating compared to father educations

I would believe she was a mental though some mentals can have a strong bisexual pseudo politic and mingle in Hollywood circles so some mentals can serial kill....

Alynn devries in natchez Mississippi told me a demonic presence name as to why if it's Samaritan women Jews do not associate

I would believe tunica that her consciousness was really funky.....paranoid.....to do those things.....

Good theory everything complex is simple she probably had very poor cope ing skills with her paranoia and probably was very jokerish that way appeared very catatonic then frighteningly controlled....

Punishers come up to me all the time and try to force me to understand meaningless social theory like trespassing....so if you had to be her and truly possessed by punishers instead of occasional annoyances you would have to be pseudo police instead of trained police also ....

I was told I had to be more British like so I don't have that poor of cope ing skills if I'm homeless I cry if I don't have my little slippers so people like me stay near my friends if my friends want to take stuff that could hurt me from me I let them

The mentals in McKinney texas appeared to have figured out woke virals and dance and had a whole mental nation counter culture so a president was bipolar in the states so some are very high and very low functioning

Thats why I ran away from McKinney Texas trying to mess with my weight perception appeared very intentional then motels that kept wanting money like coming up to where I sleep and it was very used and disrepaired

Then understanding random spontaneous movement as gold digger slurs...or other slang and already understanding movement for video games and football....so they were very intentional people....so I ran away if they were going to be ables instead of disabled...

Phyllis chesler....if people want to put you on sedatives and keep coming up to where you sleep they expect you to have mental sex relationships with people who aren't select match instead the opposite of select match its people who call for sex work videos of people actually really uncomfortable and unattracted with each other

I would notice this as more liminal around black men...Jerry and Aaron are like my relations I was visiting my like kin in Biloxi

Willa Cather they are like my folk community

Kathryn turtle......fascistic instead of people allowed north south migration would view penetration as the movement of the ocean.....

Was the fantasy about the motion of the ocean or was it screw your career

[necroangelz]

fuck it! I'm still ranting on main xoxoxoxooxo

GOD i feel like crap lmaooaoaoa idkkk I'm just back up in the crib feeling like the most inadequate bitch evah!!!!!!!! everyone i know is better than me and i want to be better than all of them but i don't want to work! or do anything! i want success but i don't deserve success because i don't want to work for it! i leech off of people and get them to help me achieve success and that automatically invalidates all of my damn achievements!!!!!

everyone i know has something cool going on with them and then when uu look at me I'm just like . uh . I'm quiet and that makes people think I'm polite and well behaved . i speak English really well? and my mind is imaginative but i don't have anything impressive to show for it? (obviously if i want to be classified as a talented writer i need to have at least 2 books published before i turn 18 /s) and uhm

see i have absolutely nothing to hold against people and that SUCKS but i really don't FEEL LIKE investing my time in new interests or hobbies or cultivating my own skills because it's too much work for my dumb stupid brain

i don't even have the personality to make up for it bc i have the social skills of a fallen log rotting in the woods in an unexplored area of the countryside. I'm outspoken on the internet but it's because it's the fucking INTERNET people can do whatever they want online. irl I'm just horrible just plain downright horrible it's actually atrocious it makes me want to kms

i have a boring life i have more online friends than irl friends and i barely have any school friends at all and i have zero fun memories and i make so many mistakes and i don't have any talents or any qualities that actually amaze people and I'm lazy and i think bad thoughts about others and the only thing that makes me happy is knowing that others are doing worse than me and I'm so fucking lonely but i don't want to talk to people because I'm too shy, too nervous, too anxious, too scared, too tired, too annoyed with them, and I'm tired I'm so fucking tired what's WRONG WITH ME

#🌑﹕ the sky falls 𝜗𝜚 ︵

[talenlee]

CoX: Juke

Time to time, I write up an explication of characters I’ve played in RPGs or made for my own purpose.  This is an exercise in character building and creative writing.

…the police are the crime…

Dead drops and drunk tanks. A door left unlocked. A hole in the guard patrol schedule. An undersecured door, a familiar password, a moment of forgetfulness, or believable forgetfulness. In Praetoria, you could get a lot done by leaning on the way that everyone thought everyone else was corrupt.

Juke was one of them. Secret police, that is. You could only go along for so long, though, until it all went wrong. That’s when he found friends, found rebels, but not the resistance. Instead, it was dead drops and secret messages, and now, nobody knows anything he had to do with the revolution.

So that sucks.

If you’ve worked with Juke, something has gone wrong.

Clad in a skin tight stealth suit, Juke is a high-tech cybernetic operative who shows up in missions with clear purposes, and with clear intentions. You might not realise he’s involved in the same thing as you until he shows up, in the middle of an enemy fray, tasing and clubbing people with a containment rod. A stealth infiltrator, he shows up with mysterious devices for pre-emptively disabling a dangerous supervillain device but he needs someone in a cape for legal reasons.

Socially, he does tend to be the obnoxious kind of aloof. Playful and mischievous, the kind to poke people for unnecessary reasons, Juke carries himself with the air of someone who is getting away with something. And he always seems to be up to no good, always showing up around some really shifty Praetorian stuff, like runaway science experiments or traumatised unmedicated people trying to lash out while experiencing great distress.

And yeah, that’s shifty! That’s really shifty! It’s almost like he’s somehow connected to all these terrible things! Which he is, because when he was around on Praetoria, he was essentially, one of the people whose job it was to cause those terrible things. Part of a division of Powers that looks like the CIA’s CIA, he did terrible things, for a long time, convinced that it was all being done in the name of the greater good. And then when he finally broke, when he couldn’t do that any more… Well, he had to pivot, and suddenly he was the ghost of the resistance. He spent his time deploying information or sabotaging things but with the same skills that made him a perfect agent of an unrestrained police state.

Then the world ended, and what was he going to do? Walk off and find some place to eat snacks? Or clean up from the mess Praetoria made? What was the right thing to do…?

Mechanics

Okay, there’s an element of Juke, mechanically, which is going to sound like a complaint. And it is a complaint, a little bit, but it’s a little bit of a whine, really. See, Juke is an Epic Archetype, of the second set, the Villain Epic Archetype (‘VEAT’), which makes him the villain version of a thing like the Warshade or Peacebringer. These archetypes are more specialised and weird than the normal archetypes, and depending on what era of developer opinion you were reading, they’re either isolated because of their play complexity (hm) or their link to a specialised narrative (hm).

The hero archetypes, the Peacebringer and Warshade? They’re uhm. Not good? Not great. They’ve been improved, a lot, on Homecoming, by high level investment stuff, but the actual archetype you get out of them is ‘fine,’ in general. They get to be their own little secondary space, over on the side, and it’s a complicated conversation. For now, consider them on a lower shelf of power, where the best and most powerful thing they can do is probably fine.

But the VEATs, they were designed for a world of invention origin powers, with the incarnate system on the horizon, with developers who knew a lot of what they were doing and with limited ability to do anything truly unheard of to the programming of the game, and they are the most modern archetype in this ten year old game. The two VEATs each can do a cute trick of turning, by power choices, into two subclasses, which have some powers in common, but wildly different playstyles based on the powers you pick. And they’re not balanced against one another.

Look, both widows are really good. The Fortunata is so tough it can stand next to a Rikti Go-Fuck-Yourself Pylon without temporary powers or invention origin enhancements. The Night Widow can do that and put out enough damage to kill the pylon, again, without spending money on the build. Then, under that ridiculous standard you have the Crab Spider, which has huge area coverage, is tough as nails, and can run a big cloud of pets and the huge team-enabling power Venom Grenade. And then, down under those three, you have the Bane Spider. The weakest of the proper VEAT builds.

And uh, so like, hold on here because okay, I’m complaining about how Juke is a weak build.

Juke’s build has:

Juke has 45%+ defense to all positions and 40%+ defense to all types, meaning he is at what we call the defense soft cap.

Juke has 68% resistance to smashing and lethal damage, which is 7% shy of the hard cap for his archetype.

170% global recharge, which is permanent hasten, and permanent Reinforcements (a gang of little spider robots that normally takes eleven full minutes to recharge after it’s used up)

50% global damage buff, 30% of which is a team buff

Soooooooooo uh, don’t uh, don’t take the complaining very seriously. Bane Spiders are the weakest proper VEAT build. They are also completely gonzo.

History

The tradition in the roelplaying space for Praetorians is that every character (more or less) has a Praetorian counterpart. That is that any given character in Praetoria is then reiterated on in the Primal world (or, you know, vice versa, probably), and there are exceptions but the assumed default is that every character is one half of a pair of expressions on the same idea.

I don’t tend to make Praetorians that way – personally, I find the idea a bit of a retread and unless I can see a way to use the idea in some other form, I tend to only make my Praetorians as unique people, products of Praetoria, without a Primal counterpart. Yet, if you knew me, and you knew these characters, you might reasonable think that Juke is Praetorian Swivel.

They’re not. I mean, I can imagine someone with as it were, a fan theory that they are comparable characters, but to me they really feel different. They are both cyborgs, with a militarised background — Swivel, the US Military, Juke the Praetorian Powers Division — and they have the same hair and both wear skin-tight nonsense supertech suits. They both hack things remotely that they’re near physically, and they both are parts of small organisations operating technically, technically outside the purview of any governments. They’re both dangerous softboys, and both are immensely guilty about something — Swivel about his past of violence and Juke about being in the super-fascist super-CIA.

What I think separates Juke from Swivel is how I imagine them both handling being cornered. The whole point of Juke, story-wise, is that he’s very good at wiggling out of things, and knows it, and he’s self-defeatingly guilty, so odds are good you’re going to find him in a situation that’s dangerous for him, dumb to be in, and that he will find some way to get out of it. Swivel, by contrast, will cut his way out of it. The whole point of Swivel is that trying to contain him is a problem – sure, both boys will find a way out, but Swivel’s way out is through.

Juke, on the other hand, Juke is meant to squirm. He’s meant to be in situations where he wants to wiggle out of it, but there really isn’t any wiggling to do. He was a Praetorian Police operative, he did things that he shouldn’t be able to wiggle away from even if he wants to.

I guess that’s the thought that permeates Juke’s story.

When’s the best time to stop supporting a fascist regime? Yesterday. When’s the next best? Right now.

In a lot of superhero stories, there are people with bad backstories, or stories about revolting against something bad, but so often they’re forgiven in ways that I feel are very easy, that don’t relate to the way those things really are. You can’t be forgiven for a murder, because the person you murdered isn’t going to be asking you for forgiveness.

You gotta make good with what you got.

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#City of Heroes #Games #Making

[benefits1986]

Boses Bosses

Are we really products of the bosses we choose and we don’t choose? CHZ.  This is not about burning bosses to the ground. Ibahin naman natin atake para hindi same old shizummms. I could have talked about AHEB (A Huling El Bimbo) today, but, iniisip ko, next time na because ‘di ko rin naman po-post for a larger audience and may rerun like Mula Sa Buwan but uhmmm. Missed Zsazsa Zaturna because super daming ganaps outside Manila the past weeks.  One thing that I realized is that bosses have more insecurities than their subordinates. Yep. That’s correct. Hindi pa naman ako naging super boss but I have looked after junior na mga around 12 in my past life with my co-heads. Plus managing a pool of writers and editors din. Sama mo pa diyan ‘yung 7-day shoot sa Cambodia, the land of no English, turo-turo lang with a super lean prod team from Pinas. Tapos ‘yung lahat ng kausap mo talaga super work-life balance meaning 5PM tapos na dapat work with long breaks like manood ng football para happy sila. KOLs + team nila na lolollollollololl. Jusq. Dyslexic AF po tayo kaya talagang kahit may mga notes, emails and messages ako sa kanila, UHM. For a time, akala ko pa nga colorblind na rin ako kasi parang naiiba ‘yung mata ko when checking artworks na ‘di calibrated ‘yung screens at times. LOL. So far, hindi pa rin naman lalo ‘pag puro red ang chine-check. HAHAHAHAHA. Lagot na naman tayo kay Paps J as in Papa Jesus neto. Ako pa lang ‘yun. Dyslexia pa lang ‘yan. And kahit naman meron o wala kang skills or pake, at the end of the day, BOSS means gagawaan mo ng paraan because lagot ka rin sa boss mo. :D Plus, ‘yung chance na makapag-impart ka ng kahit katiting na worthwhile thing sa mga nasasakupan mo.  I remember my first mentor. Sabi niya, always strive to be a servant leader. Parang shepherd. Also, sa kanya ko rin natutunan ‘yung lessons about the geese pero Blue Eagle siyang nagpunta sa all-girls’ school. LOL. Lastly, siya rin nagsabi sa akin ng quote that goes something like: You don’t plant a tree to enjoy its shade. OPAK. Will talk more about this first mentor, my second dad sa Gemini szn para in time for his birth month. ‘Di ko siya boss pero siya talaga unang naniwala sa akin nung as in walang-wala akong alam sa mundo ng marketing. Though may mga times na away mode kami lalo na nung siya nasunod kung saan ako magiintern, because, of his innate ego boost shizzummmzzz, ako po ang sinangkalan niya. LELS. End of sharing.  Side Note: Siguro dahil mahilig ako sa blue saka first mentor ko is from tapat ng Diliman, if walang ikot, either UA&P ako on grant or dito. In fairness sa law school naman ng Katips, may mga friends (not super close though pero close enough) na mga mapuso at talagang nakikipamuhay with feelings sa mga nangangailangan. In fairness naman. Saka sumasabak talaga sa mga social issues na for the next gen. Law school na ba talaga next? HAHAHAHA. Slanted on digital laws for women, children and queerdom? HUY. Ang aga-aga na naman ng shitballs mo. Since may AI naman na, baka naman mas magiging madali ng mag-digest ng santambak na data. Diliman first and only, ‘pag hindi ubra, try natin Katips. Choosy? Kaso, TBT, Katips is more progressive sa syllabus. Maroon lang talaga first choice ko. Saka mas madali mag-commute. :D Check ko nga curriculum saka tuition. LOL. Check ko lang. Baka ‘yung onting grey hair ko, maging silver fox look na sa dami at tambak ng ganaps but, digital law. WHOOOPIE. Isa-isa lang. Stabilize ko muna H2 ng buhay ko.  Won’t enumerate all bosses because millennials are known to be career jumpers. LOL. Discuss ko na lang din ito some other time, ‘pag sinaltik ako.  My first boss naman is from healthcare research. Gig economy ito kasi nga, nung nag-stop school ako, sabi ko, gusto ko ng raket. Kahit ‘di super taas pay, I need to make up for the time na nag-first year ako ulit, walang credited units. UGH. Super cuddly lady neto. Saka OG stat girl sa Diliman to the point na ‘pag tests nila, naka tables pa sila. HAHAHAHA. She is very grounded na kahit siya na country manager nung firm nila, practical pa rin siya and super simple. Dami niya ring kwento about her daughter and how much she loves her daughter. Syempre, introverts attract introverts. Kaya, vibin’ kami. Shet. Sobrang introvert ko pala noon.  Siguro, ang pinaka pak na insight na nabitbit ko as a data transcriber tapos eventually, naging taga-tulong sa mga deck nila for presentation to pharm clients is at the end of the day, how do you make data dance. Syempre, consumerist pa rin kahit healthcare. Actually, intayin mo ang Genome Project paganaps. May trials na sa Osaka sa cure for cancer na personalized. HAHAHAHAHA. Hindi ito chismis kasi I have a friend na nilipad magulang dun. Dammmnnn. Long way to go pa, pero andito na. Also, very important ang insight. Wala pang AI shizzzummzz nun, and thankful ako kasi, iba ‘pag nakikinig ka sa mga woes ng patients and ng med practitioners. Won’t disclose a lot of it na kasi, we don’t do that shit.  Second boss, consumer insight x strat sa agency. Eto gigil sa life. And super duper sungit pero introvert. Hahahahahahaha. Syempre, ‘di kami vibin’ nung una pero wala e, napunta rin sa coffee x laptop huddles kasi the office cube is constricting talaga. ‘Di pa ako nagyoyosi neto kasi ‘di pa ako spiraling mode much noon. Sa kanya ko naman narealize na sa corp set up, sobrang daming kuda pero onti lang din naman bangka at sagwan. Also, know your worth kahit sunog is everywhere. Nag-mind mapping na ako noon pa pero, nakita ko na best pa rin ang yellow pad or scratch paper para mas dalisay ang iyong pitch ideas. Wala pang digital noon pero ‘yung framework naman, still the same. Perhaps pinaka memorable na project ko is to interview 100 people na walang bayad sa transpo stations. Shet. Sanay naman akong makipag usap pero ‘yung probing, nahasa po talaga tayo. KOL sa kanto levels. Ganern. Tapos para lang naman sa bagong slant ng isang cold cuts brand. EMS. Akala mo naman napaka importante ng pulso ng masa. LOL.   Siya rin nagsabi na lahat ng work paulit-ulit talaga so pili na lang ako ano ‘yung gusto kong ulit-ulitin pero pak ang pay and benefits. Wala lang talagang maasahang work-life balance sa ad. And that’s the bomb that dropped and popped + pooped. Alam ko naman ‘to pero syempre, naive kuno.  Third boss, still agency pero client management ang forte. Eto super chill, tahimik pero dammmnnn angaling mag-people manage. As in. Sobrang toxic ng accounts niya. Tapos ang coping niya is simple: Umiwas sa stress but know when to put your foot down. OG talaga kasi people are drawn to him. From the CEO to the kuya guards and ate tagahugas ng one too many french presses. Ang galing din netong mag-mitigate ng sunog. Kahit wildfire na, sobrang kalmado niya. Even ‘pag nagmumura siya, steads. Ganern. Sana all na lang talaga ako until now. Try ko pang mas maging kalmado like this Kuya. Very kuya talaga siya. Pati emails niya, messages, he shared tips paano maging swabe. UGH. Sana all.  The job offer in my dream job (noon) came before grad. OPAK. Pero, gagi po tayo. Since ad life is going to get in the way of taking care of mom, tatanga-tanga po tayo. Nag-NO si accla with feelings. Pero ‘di na naman nag-explain. Wala akong kahit isang connection sa kahit anong agency, kaya, sobrang galing na nabigyan ako ng chance pumili ng department ko. HAHAHAHA. Oks din ang pay grade and benefits, pero hard pass ---a very hard NO ko ‘to. LOL. Nagsisi ba ako? For a time, yes. Kasi, andun na ako e. Even mother dragon cried over this.  Fourth boss naman owner ng niche local brand. Sobrang girlboss niya pero beyond those chinky chixxx eyes, ang pinaka na hit akong sinabi niya about entrep: Ang challenge and win ng isang entrep is huli kang susweldo. OPAK. E ang yaman na neto. As in old rich gaming tapos FilChi pa. Ganda rin lagi ng OOTD niya. Siguro that time, mga 15 years tanda niya sa akin, pero slayiiinnnggg. Also, super generous neto kasi when I told her I’d be resigning, sabi niya, I can do hybrid plus she can give me UA&P masteral. Small company lang kami pero doing better than bigger fashion retail brands. I told her na mom needs me more this time and that I am super thankful sa stint ko sa kanya and marami akong natutunan. Also, I said no sa masteral offer niya kasi it’s too generous if mag-hybrid ako. She wished me well naman din.  The fashion world is my could-have-been game. Kasi ‘yung agency stint ko sobrang far-reaching niya saka events din is fun BUT tiring. Reason naman why I didn’t continue is because mhie, dumating na po ang Uniqlo, Forever21 at mega Adidas franchise noon sa Pinas. So, local brands don’t have a fighting chance kahit pa, lagyan mo nga KPop shizzzummzz and all the fashion week ganaps ang brand mo. :(  And soooo, napunta na tayo sa digital. Research, writing, befriending the bots and the likes. LOL. Fifth boss, naging parang tatay kong sobrang strict AF. HAHAHAHAHA. Mhie, ewan ko ba. Start up ‘to tapos sobrang ni-try ko lang sa JobStreet kasi wala namang mawawala ‘di ba? Try lang. Syempre, honest tayo na wala tayong alam except sa online selling + socmed + website nung previous org ko. Ganun lang. Did you know that back in 2010, you can easily earn 15-20K a month sa online selling? HAHAHAHAHAHA. Malinis ‘yun. Takehome tapos nasa bahay ka lang and doing your shit. Mas malaki pa sa mga unang pay ng ibang juniors. :D Tapos, I can look after mom pa. ‘Pag naman copywriting and pitch decks, 1 project starts from 5K to 20K din depending sa budget at nego skills mo? LOLOLOLLOLLOLL. So, swerte din kasi may access tayo sa ganitong gig economy. Email mo lang, a few F2F meet pacute, then poof. Game na. Basta may laptop + decent connection ka ng DSL. Chz.  Sooooo, learning, unlearning and relearning mode tayo. ‘Di naman siya paradigm shift pero talagang dito ko nakita ang next era. :D Shems. Daming ganaps. Daming game-changing eme. Saka maganda sa startup, you really fail and move fast. Siguro, ang pinaka grabeng naganap is nagbuild kami ng microsite in 7 days with a KPI of qualified leads for a BPO org. Shems. HAHAHAHAHAHA. 10 kaming under ng co-founders so inhouse lahat. Wala pang AI noon so, nganga tayong lahat. Natawid naman pero mhie, test of patience, pake and pakikipagkapwa-tao talaga ang project na ‘to. Syempre, maraming luha, pawis at dugo. Pero, looking back, sobrang nakita ko na flat orgs make the dream, the KPI, work and work hard. LOL.  Kung sukatan naman ng deadlines, ‘yung old website namin na chumawmaw na ngayon pero may laban pa rin naman, Dec. 24 namin naianak. Kape, yosi, inom, North Park, work, work, sunog, patay sunog, repeat.  Tawang-tawa pa ako kasi eto rin ‘yung time na may opportunity akong maging blogger/content creator slanted sa plus sized fashion. Boss ko is not a fan of KOLs. Ako naman, na-invite previously sa very few events. As a sort of tatay, sabi niya, ingat sa content creator’s world. Alam ko naman din ‘yun. Gusto ko lang siyang iprobe. Honestly, content creation is not difficult kahit noon, at lalo ngayon. Pero, curating content and distributing it ---’yan ‘yung talagang ball game at warzone na rin. ‘Di ko naman tinuloy itong blogging kasi I don’t like seeing pics of me. HAHAHAHA. Apaka babaw po. Pero, isama mo na rin diyan ‘yung whatever you publish is meant to be consumed by the public. Public trial lalo sa Pinas where socmed is chizmiz hub. ‘Di rin ako fan ng KOLs kasi iba pa rin ‘pag ikaw mismo naka-discover and nakapag-assess kung ang isang brand ay for you or not for you. Don’t get me wrong, content creators give you option, pero don’t be a passive content consumer. GIGO --garbage in, garbage out. Ganernnnn.  PS: Wala akong bylines masyado. Dati dream ko ‘to pero, di naman sa pagbubuhat ng bangko, nakapag-ghostwrite na po tayo for Forbes.com back in 201X. LOL. Maganda rin traction ng article pero syempre, outdated na ang content kaya natabunan na ‘yan nina Neil Patel, et al. CHZ. Hassle kasi bylines lalo sa cancel culture at clout chasers. Ako lang ‘yan a. Ako lang.  This boss and I had one too many really passionate discussions but, dito ko talaga na-train ang Taurus Twosome upgbringing ko --how to deal with real talk. HAHAHAHAHA. It was always tough and cutting but sabi nga niya, we agree to disagree. I’ve had 2 stints with this org and recently, may offer ulit... full work from home with few meetings F2F. Budol. Plus, puwede car plan. HAHAHAHA. Pero, sabi ko nga, since nakapag-start up na ako, iba ‘pag may access ka sa more manpower and more funding. I still am a startup girl. ‘Di na mawawala ‘yun.  Dito naman ako natutong mag-scope and mag-estimate ng makatao at maka-org na mga contracts. HAHAHAHAHHA. Shemay po. Pati aircon at OT ng mga tao at ekstrang tao ‘pag may putok na putok na deadlines na sabay-sabay ROAR mode, need talagang maitawid. Kaya ‘pag sinabi kong, kaya mong gawin ang isang pirasong task today, alam ko kaya mo yesterday ‘yan. CHZ. Pero sige, pad ko pa para happy ka, ako at stakeholders natin.  Speaking of startup to corp, ‘yung first expat boss ko naman... LinkedIn lang din. Try-try. Ganern. Eto naman ‘yung pinaka pak boss sa looks, sa demeanor saka pati sa angas. Pak na pak. Galing din siyang startup so, siya nga nagsabi na startup is life pero ‘yung funding and failing, easier blow siya sa corp. Hassle mag-translate ng content to English with context, mhie. Pero, wala e. Ginusto ko ‘to. Also, siya naman nag-open sa akin na the world is flat and ‘yung what if ko na mag-try abroad because ‘di ako masyadong bagay sa Pinas nagstart. E kaso, nagka-pandemic tapos hyperinflation pa. Saka ‘di ko talaga kaya ‘yung micro racism. Hindi sa boss ko a. Sa mga trips ko outside Pinas. Partida, puro Asian countries pa lang ‘yan pero I kennat.  Sabi nga ng startup tatay ko, while he and his fam are outside Pinas, iba pa rin sa Pinas. Kaya ‘yung invites sa HK na ilang taon na po nating nakukuha with gingko biloba and access to SA ng mga designer brands + exclusive employee mega sale + ganda po talaga ng pay grade like pang-BGC condo na po with parking, nagno-no pa rin po tayo, opo. Tanga ko ba? Kahit Herman Miller po ang patake home nila, at the end of the day, upuan pa rin ‘yan. Kahit nakabangko ka, puwede kang magtawid ng deadlines at magpatay ng sunog. In the same manner, kahit naka dress to the nines ng well-curated designer fully paid pieces, ‘pag ni-look down ka because of your race and/or gender, cancelled lahat ng bitbit mo; kahit alam mong mas magaling ka naman talaga sa kanila, English pa lang. LOL. Not naman all ha, pero a lot. A whole lot.  Over the years, my stints are not just based on titles and the pay. Thankful din ako kasi andito ako, here and now. Had I been darang sa kamunduhan, malamang I have soooo much more, almost all, but sabi nga ni Ariana in venti voice: Almost is (always) never enough. CHZ. Let’s goooowwww, 2023 and beyond. Para sa road to 2024. Fight kahit papaos na naman yata ako!  PS: Walang bad boss. Bosses are human beings. Kung baga, you just don’t meet eye to eye or you’re not on one page. Akala mo naman lovelife noh? Shet. ‘Yung workaholic past life ko, naghe-hello. Pero we don’t that anymore UNLESS kailangan talaga.