#sumb talks

[sumbreon]

working today cause were updating a system, not needed to do anything all morning so just sat on the call listening, comes time for our side to start testing and the internet dies :]

#sumb talks #couldnt have timed it better

[zwolfgames]

Yandere Draco Malfoy x reader (Part 2)

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Warnings: Slight forced friendship

part one here: Part 1 , Part 3

It's been a week since the accident.

The hallway had been closed of for a few days to investigate but after finding nothing aching to magic traces, they re-opened it so that whatever poor sucker walks in next could aslo get a chandelier on their head!

But thats besides the point. Draco hadn't stopped writing notes to his father, each one more urgent as he didn't want to genuinly die at Hogwarts. Wich you found reasonable, you weren't that invested into the student life either.

Obviously Harry Potter and his gang had to investigate behind the teachers' backs. because 'Oh it could have been Voldemort trying to distract Harry!'. You'd like to tell Potter to wake up and show him that not everythings about him, but essentially it is, so you'd just shut up.

After about two weeks, Draco had promtly decided that because you saved his ass, you two were now friends.

Not an arrangement you agreed with, as the biy just wouldn't leave you alone! Or worse, he'd scare your other friends away!

"C'mon Y/N. You can't be friends with such.. lowly people... I'm better for you in every possible way." Draco boasted after he had glared at the girl you were talking too. You were littarly only talking about homework and he still intervened.

"Malfoy, I am one of those." You dead panned and looked at him in annoyance.

"I told you to call me Draco." He glares slightly. You're unfazed by his nasty snarls by now.

"Yea, I know. i'm just ignoring your requests." You shrugged and simply walked on to class. The blonde followed suit tugging you back by your robes' hood so you'd be next to him.

You simply rolled your eyes, slowing your pace so he wouldn't tug at you again like the attention seeker he is.

Luckily, he didn't share this class with you, so he had to pout and walk off when you arrived at your door.

Sure it was nice that he wasn't an asshole anymore, atleas tto you... But the constant intrusion of your day was getting annoying. You had friends, you had a life and he wasn't able to just worm himself in, no he wanted all of your time and it showed.

Who could have tought someone would go that deep with trauma bonding...

And then, for absolute no reason, it happened again. You were walking in the halls, too secluded for your liking.

Draco was chatting your ear off about potions and how everyone else does it worse then you two.... he doesn't even let you do anything... so at this point he's just boasting about his own skills.

But a quick flash of red alerts you as it pelt straight at Draco's face. You tug him towards you in a quick motion, the fired spell blasts against the wall and ignites a fire.

A flash of a silhoutte speeds away from the other end of the hall and before you know it you're speeding after them.

Draco shouts for you to stop but catching who-ever almost killed the blonde twice was way more important.

Your robes ruffles due to your fast sprint. You keep catching glances of this person fleeng behind corners. Finally, you think you've managed to catch them in a dead end!

But no, this sumb castle has to play favourites with the attempted murderers and open the wall just to troll you.

You bang your fist on the wall in anger as you failed to catch the mystery person.

After a few minutes Draco comes running up behind you, visibly exhausted.

"It's a student." You huff with a cold look.

"A student? Trying to kill me? Don't they know who my father-"

"They do. Why do you think they want you dead? Either they hate you or they hate your dad." You scoff and pat your robes back down.

"Well if I'm being targeted then so are you. We come as a pair." Draco announces proudly.

"We don't. Who said that?" You frown in distaste.

"I decided it." Draco smirks and wraps his arm around your shoulder.

Expensive cologne penetrates your sense of smell.

"If thats so then I think it's better we part ways so I'm no longer a target." You shake your head. Draco visibly stiffens and his eyes darken slightly.

"Not happening. I need you close to keep you safe." He explains as if even a single word of that was true.

"... Draco, I'm the one keeping you safe." You scowl and the blonde bites his lip.

"You're scared..." You narrow your eyes, voice now a whisper.

Draco looks offended and doesn't say anything back, thats more then enough of an answer for you.

"Fine. I'll stick around." You sigh and pinch the bridge of your nose in annoyance.

"Good." Draco simply smirks and lowers his arm to your waist.

"You'll be staying in my dorm then, to keep me safe." He smiles smugly. You deadpann at the idea alone. One, that would never be approved, and two, no thanks.

"Not happening." You shake your head again. (h/c) hair swaying in the motion.

"I'll make it happen." Draco's expression tightens as he walks away from the wall with you in his hold.

You're starting to get creeped out by both the mystery person and your... friend.

And just like he said, it would happen, it did.

You don't know how he convinced Snape and your house's teacher to make this move happen, but it did. He must have paid them off... there's no other way.

So here you were, being glared at by other Slytherins as you moved your trunk to Draco's dorm.

Where did he throw his other roomates? Not a clue. 

Was this even safer for both of you? Especially for you?

You gulp as Draco opens the door for you. He seems too overjoyed at this move.

You drop your trunk by one of the beds, a bit weirded out by the absolute lack if windows in the Slytherin dungeon. What's wrong with sunlight, huh?

Ans just like that, you've found yourself a new roomate....

Couldn't get it done in two parts either, but It's gonna be one chpater on Wattpad instead of in parts like its here so it doens't matter.

taglist: @maggiecc

#yandere #yandere x reader #oneshots #harry potter #yandere draco malfoy #draco malfoy #xreader #reader #gn reader #gender neutral reader #reader insert #hogwarts #mystery #roomates #spells #attempted murder

[plantwithoutplot]

Some ASL headcanon just for you ❤️

- Making is their big sister

- Out of the three of them, Luffy has the best eyesight

- they're so used to sleeping together that now they can't sleep if they're alone

- each of them had a favorite bandit in the Dadan Family

- Ace and Sabo only talk about Luffy with people they trust

- Ace actually loves hugs he just doesn't know how to ask (= he's afraid people will refuse)

- Ace refuses to accept that his little brother(s) are taller than him, thank you very much

- Sometimes, they miss their treehouse

(kdjdnd hope you like it!!!)

FIRST OF ALL THANK YOU FOR ALL THESE AND FOR TAKING THE TIME TO HELP ME STAY MOTIVATED 😭😭🤧💕💕💕

― Makino is totally their big sis HELL YEAH!! Either that or y'know when you have a cousin who is way older than you and they're a cool adult in your life while still giving you sibling vibes??? That 🫶🩷 Gosh yknow what would be amazing?? Fics where we see Makino being a teenager and playing with the trio and all 🥹 like not just being the Reasonnable Adult™ but also a young adult playing pranks with her younger brothers, teaching them dumb stuff and tricks and just being that older sibling who sneaks you treats behind your parents' back or share their wine glass with you when the adults are looking away 🤣🤣👌

― Ooooh this isn't a headcanon you see often 👀 (eheh, get it? See-) I would love to know if there is a reason why you have this HC??? ヽ(・ω・*)ノ

― THIS! YESSS!!!! 🪇🪇🪇 I always imagine how weird it must have been for all of them once Sabo 'died' because?? They always fell asleep under their own blanket and woke up entangled in a cuddled pile... And then one of them is missing. And then Ace and Luffy build their own 'countries' outside of Dadan's house. And then little Sabo, even without his memories, doesn't sleep the same anymore but he can't pinpoint why why why―

They are a set - do not separate 🥲❤🩵💛

― Ooooh definitely!! These boys are 300% the type to be selfish and play favorites lmao Though they all have a soft spot for Dadan (while still being Ace's favorite 🤧)

― Oooooh this ain't a HC you see often, I am very very very curious about why you picture it like this? The overprotectiveness, perhaps? 🤔🤔✨ (I always imagine the contrary so I am genuinely curious lol because I imagine these idiotic older brothers to talk about Luffy to anyone they meet, and then people are confused because they know more stories about Luffy than they do about Ace/Sabo 🤣)

― THIS BOY IS A HUGGER PLEASS DO HUG HIM (plus he must be so so so warm and give the best hugs even though he would be awkward at first because he is shy aboit sumb stuff)

― THIS IS A PAIN ONE MUST EXPERIENCE TP UNDERSTAND 🥲🥲🥲 It's okay Ace I know it is hard tp accept your younger sibling growing taller than you but I promise Denial Land is an amazing country to settle in!

― 🥲🥲🥲🥲 why must you attack me like this- (lies lies lies i love the angst) They do because it truly WAS their safest place. Nothing bad ever happened in that house. They built it for themselves. They were always COMPLETE, there. They were safe and sound and where their dreams were nothing to be laughed at. Their freest haven, up till they found their chosen families. Even if none of the brothers are the type to dwell onto the past for too long, their minds do wonder back to it when they need to remember what 'home' and 'safe' means to them.

THANK YOU AGAIN FOR YOUR MESSAGE 🥺 I managed to write some today and move past the bit that my brain had blocked on for the past two weeks!! I will keep working hard so that you get to enjoy more of Speak Up, Boys! soon ٩(๑˃́ꇴ˂̀๑)۶🩷

#aslinn rambles #speak up boys! #one piece #one piece headcanons #asl brothers #aslinn answers

[exulansisguy]

i shuld kms o should disappear how can i be so fucking stupid im so dumb im so dumb shes so nice and then i do this and fuck everything up shes already sivk and now shes for sure feeling worse i tried to explain but i dont even know if she'll believe im so dumb im so dumb im so dumb im so dumb im so sumb i swear i wasnt talking aboy her ans i dont evem have anyone to rant because im fucking invisible oh my god i want to disappear i want to disappear i want to disappear i want to disappear i want to kms i should kms

[herequeerexitentialfear]

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[mycrazyweekend]

Mt. Sumbing: Journey to My Inner Self

Friday, 1 July 2022

“Oh, jadi itu cowo yang dibilang ganteng? Segitu aja?” I said to myself, when I sat on the bus. He, in the other hand, was checking everybody and giving some instructions along with the leader of this club.

Tonight the journey would start; we’re going to Nepal van Java in Magelang to hike mount Sumbing, the third highest mountains in Java after mt. Semeru and mt. Slamet subsequently. Along, the way I understood that his charm is not his face, but his aura and gesture. When I asked for antimo to get me sleep, and no one had, he offered me paracetamol instead and also cajuput oil. Lebay sih, tapi cukup caring.

Saturday, 2 July 2022

Base Camp Symphony, Butuh Kaliangkrik

“Damn it, I left my hiking shoes down there.” Nepal van Java, before the dawn, as cold as Niflheim. Facing my panic, I tried to calm myself down. Thank God, mbasan brought it to me.

Approximately, at 5 AM we started to prepare for our hiking trip. After having a quick shower with hot water I mingled with the old men to show my guitar skill-- which was failed. Then, me and the girls went to local restaurant to have a glass of hot tea and a shared plate of indomie goreng. 

By the time I entered the restaurant, there’s a couple of eyes staring at me, as sharp as ice palette, but as warm as rising sunrise at the same time. Sitting in the corner of the restaurant with around a half dozen friends, laughing, chattering. I thought he was not from our group, he was just a random wanderer, decided to hike with his friends. I don’t think that I will know his name, he’s just like a wind that just passed by.

After having breakfast, we prepared for the briefing and the girls are advised to take the ride first, so that no one will be left behind. I took one of the rides, prepared for the best and the fastest ride; this motorbike track was as extreme as roller coaster. Holding on tight to the motorbike handle bar, I starred at a breathtaking panoramic view of greenery rolling hills. The rare scene of my life, a little bit remind me to my experience riding ATV when I was 17.

Pintu Rimba - Camp Site

8.30 AM - 11.00 AM

That best and fastest ride was over in a sigh. From Pintu Rimba (Jungle Gate), we started to walked to first post. The scenery was various garden and I don’t want to slow down in order to keep my pace. Also there’s a girl from our group offered me her ionic drink which I took for a gulp.

We stopped at first post and there’s a ‘convenience store’ or so called warung. I bought a slice of watermelon to keep me hydrate. After 1st post, it’s time for thousand of ancient rock stairs.

From the first step, I chanted sayyidul istigfar and tasbih sentence in my heart. Somehow, my carrier felt lighter. Pine wood around us, very calm and tranquil. I miss both the sound and the smell of dense woods. I keep my pace, my heart speeded up endlessly. I charged my soul energy with 1 second breath technical. Somehow, it helped. The road was long and three of us - me with two female senior hikers, could’t keep talking.

One bend, to second bend, and I don’t really remember how many bends were there, as long as the pine woods gave us their fresh air, I would keep going. Until then, we arrived in second post. No warung there, and we were the first who stopped, four of us including one mister who gave me a drive to plazman.

Then, came two Chinese couple, or a guy from Batam, and then some people until I couldn’t count. The Chinese guy helped me to picked my carrier, they’re such a kind and lovely person. I then, continued my journey with these two girls, didn’t realize that this cool guy who I saw in the restaurant was with us with one or two of his friend.

There are lots -- they said nine --- rocks (as part of the springs) along the way. For some rocks I did really need others’ hands help because my carrier was too big and my legs are short. That was very extreme but I was confident and trust God. Always said “in the name of God” for every step that I took.

The stroll from second post to third post was the best!!! The land was flat, the scenery was remarkable, green below, crystal blue above, and it’s not as far as 1st post to 2nd post. We saw the gate, and arrived in 3rd post; the camp site. I laid my body upon my huge carrier, watching the white clouds moving fast in the blue sky. I need a supporting setlist but I haven’t download anything and the signal was very fluctuate. Some people made the tent but I didn’t do anything.

The three girls offered me to stay in the same tent with them. I would like to, but then I turned down. Because the list showed that I will be in the same tent with mbasan dan aprin. So it was, three of us in the tent. Gue ngga ngebayangin sih kalau jadi ber 4 or ber 5 di tenda betapa syempitnya. Udah paling ideal emang 3 tenda karna carrier kan segede gede gaban. Gimana natanya kalau berempat. Belum kalau pada bau ketek atau bau kentut. Dah bener bgt ini mah.

Maksi zonk wkwk tapi ya tetep kita makan meski kaga abis. Tumblr juga zonk ternyata bocor dong anjim. Akhirnya gue tinggal. Summit yang awalnya rencana pagi dari post 4, karna camp site di post 3, jadi summit akan di hari yang sama buat nge hemat waktu, tapi tidak dengan tenaga hehehe. Di ransel gue bawa mid-layer heat-tech gue, hard shell gue si wisteria cakep, tempat minum, headlamp, senter, sun glasses as everlasting property, and a jar of brown sugar. Gue naik cuma pake kaos polyester dari mandiri adventure, tanpa inner apa2. Puncak sejati, here we go... 

Road to Puncak Sejati

2 PM - 5.30 PM

At first, just like the previous trip. I tried to catch the pace of these two girls, but I realized my energy was suppressed. As it got higher, the oxygen was thinner. I felt super cold, meanwhile my daypack was brought by a random man, in which he’s already walk to the top. At first we were a dozen, and then it was 5 or seven of us and then it’s four of us; me, A (the charming guy I met in the restaurant), and the Chinese couple. The Chinese girl kindly gave me her bomber jacket because she’s already had a cardigan. Did that make her stop the journey? Already sick because she offered me her jacket? Again, I am too overthinking. But I think she’s fine bcs she took a lot of photo. in fourth post.

Belum nyampe post 4 tuh rasanya udah kek mo metong. Udah dingin, tenggorokan super kering, napas dah abis bgt. Tapi gue tetep melangkah, because each breath that I took has a thunderous sound. Pingsan ya pingsan aja dah, selama kaki bisa melangkah, gue ngga akan menyerah. Ngga ada satu detik pun perasaan ragu dan pesimis. Beda banget sama paderman jaman dulu. Yg ini gue ngga ada perasaan pesimis maupun optimis, yaudah jalan aja berhenti jangan sampe nyaman karna tar bikin males jalan. Oiya gue dapet tips juga dari salah satu mbak senior ini, kalau istirahat cukup 10 tarikan napas apa 10 detik apa gmn gt. Kalau gue sih, batesnya jangan sampe ngerasa nyaman duduknya.

Then, kita nyampe post 4 mirip banget kayak Scotland! Cakep bgt! Alam terbuka dgn kabut putih tebel. Si Chinese couple ini pada akhirnya nyerah dan mutusin buat balik ke camp. Setelah pipis bareng Chinese girl, gue balikin bomber jacket nya karna gue liat dia juga udah kedinginan banget. Awalnya si cici ini insist gue aja yg pake karna gue mau lanjut ke atas. Tapi gue bilang engga, jaket gue di atas, bentar lagi jg gue bisa pake jaket gue. “Pake jaket yg ada di ransel aja. Ngga tau ini punya siapa, pake aja dulu tar di atas paling ketemu sama yg punya.” Oke. Akhirnya gue cuma berdua sama si A. Abang ganteng hehehehe

“Jam berapa ini bang?” Jam set 5 “Masih nutut kan waktunya sampe atas” nutut. Dia bilang. “Kayaknya ini di atas bakal gelap karna kabut” then I said gue bantu baca ayat kursi, percaya nanti bakal cerah!” Selama naik setengah jalan pos 3 ke post 4 dan khususnya post 4 ke puncak, gue tuh berasa jadi Bella Swan yang diajak hiking sama Edward Cullen, kita mostly gandengan tangan terus. Itu juga sih yang bikin gue keep going, gaada pikiran apa cuma “ayo Bella, lu nggak lemah, lu bisa.” Tiap detik berhenti, minum, napas dah putus2, tapi tetep jalan. 

Di sela sela berkali-kali istirahat itu kami sempet get to know each other tipis-tipis. “Dari mana bang?” “Medan” kata dia. “Berarti batak dong?” he’s nod. “apa marganya?” Gue kepo dong, apakah sama kek mantan? “Siregar. Tapi saya muslim.” Wah, sabi nih, kenapa juga dipertegas kalau dia muslim. Apa dia denger ya gue dzikir-dzikir, pastinya sih gue selalu bilang bismilah tiap melangkah di batu terjal. Si A luar biasa banget lah, bener2 kayak cowo gue banget; bukain botol tiap gue mau minum, ngabisin pisang gue, nyimpenin sampah inaco gue, kasi jaket orang ke gue, pegangin tangan gue. Ya Allah, nyaman banget ya gandengan tangan berjam jam sama cowo ganteng.

Akhirnya keliatan tebing-tebing batu, sisi bawah puncak sejati. Kita ketemu satu orang, kata dia udah deket. Beneran udah deket dan dia bilang agak sedikit climbing pake tali. Gue udah bayangin kayak wall climbing gt, mana dia bilang 5 meter. Ternyata 5 meter itu jalan dari gue berdiri sampe puncak. Sebelumnya gue sama si A juga sempet duduk di sekitar Batu yang hawanya anget. Gue udah feeling ini deket makam sih, tapi emang rasanya nyaman, spot oke banget buat piknik sama pacar. Kami sepakat ini spot nyaman bgt, ngga dingin dan landai, tapi summit is calling, so we continued our journey. Pretty much sure it was Watu Lawang. 

Setelah agak climbing ringan gt, akhirnya gue nyampe puncak sejati! Si dua mbak senior ini nyambut gue dengan wajah sumringah! Ini bener2 berasa kek lari marathon! Disambut hangat, diajak tos dst. Tapi gue fokus cari jaket gue dan kasi jaket ungu itu ke A, tak lupa properti berupa kaca mata hitam.

Ngga lama setelah foto singkat. Si mbak2 keceng ini dateng ke gue trus nanya “eh jaket gue mana?” “Hah?” Gue dalam keadaan kedinginan, cape, dan jujur ngga tau itu jaket siapa yg tadi gue pake. Ngga ada tenaga buat panggil si A yang telalu asik foto2 di atas. “Gue ngga tau. Itu bukan?” Gue nunjuk tas si A, yang ada jaketnya. Trus dia melengos dan turun. You know what dia akhirnya hipotermia dan ghibahin gue abis-abisan di tenda dia. I’ll tell you in the last chapter how I know this ya.

Rasanya gimana sampe puncak? Lupa ngga nyebut nama Allah. Ada perasaan takjub ngga percaya bisa sampe di atas sana. Rasa cape seketika ilang tapi bersamaan dengan consciousness juga. Such a beautiful sunset. Ada smoke from the create juga, jadi pemandangannya lengkap.

Back to Camp Site 

5.30 PM - 9 PM

Sebelum turun teknik layering gue udah sempurna banget; polyester seragam MCA, mid layer heat tech uniqlo dari fleece, dan jaket waterproof wisteria gue yang lapisan dalemnya juga fleece, jadi bisa lo bayangan double fleece. Super anget. Kita turun dalam keadaan belum bener-bener gelap. Bintang-bintang di angkasa udah mulai antri. Pas udah gelap gue ketemu si Aprin mau ke atas. Gue kasi semangat sekaligus ada rasa khawatir sama dia karna ini udah terlalu malem dan dia belum ke atas. Pemandangan sunset cakep banget, I have the urge to make a poem ketika liat senja itu.

Otw camp, gue bertiga sama A dan mas Hendra. Si mas Hendra, ngewakilin A buat ngegombalin gue, “tau nggak apa yang nggak bisa dihitung jumlahnya? Bintang di langit, ikan di laut, sama rasa sayangannya A ke mbak... Bayangin loh dari pos 3 sampe puncak, sampe sekarang, dijagain, ditungguin terus.” yaAllah, salting. Iya juga sih. Gue bales, “semoga Allah senantiasa membalas kebaikan hati mas-mas ini, yang mau nemenin dan jagain gue.”

Second teasing, pas gue liat ke atas, pertama kali ngeliat langit bertabur bintang terus gue bilang “cakep,” dan mas Hendra bilang “A, dia ngomong cakep pas liat elu loh.” Gue cuma bisa melotot kaget, “hah, enggak! Apaan sih.” “Nggak papa mba, biar si A semangat.” Wkwkw “semangat lah ya!” Gue sambil dorong pundak dia, kayak ababil kasmaran.

Gue disuru makan roti sama dia, jalan ke post 4 lumayan cepet, nah rada anjim juga nih yang ke post 3, bebatuan. Sampe gue ngga inget berapa kali jatuh. Kaki udah bener-benet titik darah penghabisan but do I have choice??? Dah malem dan emang kudu nyampe camp. Gue ngga sambat apa-apa, bintang-bintang bertaburan di langit sama tangan anget bang A, adalah semangat qu.

Akhirnya kita ngga cuma bertiga tapi ber 4 sama 1 pendaki yang ketemu di jalan. Gue kira dia orang mandiri juga, yg eventually bukan. Dia pake raincoat, dan akhirnya kita insist dia kudu pake jaket pink si mbak2 keceng. I mean, see? Apa yg terjadi udah jadi kehendak Allah. Allah berkehendak buat kasi jaket ke mas itu instead of ke ownernya sendiri. Mungkin doa ibu mas itu kenceng banget, ngga mau anaknya kedinginan. Otherwise, who knows apa yang menjadi prasangka mbak itu. Mungkin ada rasa sombong dst, maka jalannya menjadi seperti ini. Gue juga ngga bisa kasi jaket gue, karna siapa yang tau itu jaket siapa. Kalau jaket orang gimana?

Alhamdulilah bgt ngga hujan juga sepanjang jalan. Dan udah keputusan yang tepat gue nggak cuma bawa headlamp tapi bawa center juga, karna headlamp si A batre nya abis. Tau gt gue bawa batre cadangan juga. Untung banget gue inget, karna mereka sempet make hape buat jadi penerangan; si A awalnya pake hp, trus si mas Hendra bilang karna si A mimpin jalan dia kudu pake headlamp. Jadi headlamp mas Hendra dipake A, mas Hendra pake HP si A. Tapi itu ngga terlalu lama karna gua langsung keluarin senter gue yg batrenya masih baru itu setelah udah duduk 1-2 kali.

Lutut gue mak rasanya udah ga karu2an. Sampe mas Hendra bilang “udah berhenti dulu yang rada lama, mbaknya udah abis banget nih tenaganya.” Sampe yang nge state orang lain, bukan gue, saking positif vibe nya gue. Gue berkali-kali nepok kaki gue kasi positif vibes “bisa ya, yuk bisa kita bertahan. Kamu kuat kok.” Trus si A “pegel ya?” gue cuma senyum aja “banget” terus dia ikut pijetin lutut gue tipis-tipis. Tapi ada pancaran salut dari mata dia buat gue. I thought he liked my smile. Karna instead of merengut, gue lebih banyak menebar senyum ke alam yang kelewat cantik ini. Lagi-lagi gue kebelet pipis. Akhirnya gue pipis di semak-semak yang ada crossed line nya, dan banyak buanget. No wonder ya seliter gue sendirian yang abisin. Nggak lama after itu, kita nyampe ke tenda si mas yg ketemu di jalan itu.

Jam 9 lewat akhirnya kita nyampe juga ke pos 3. Gue ambil makan malam dulu di tenda dapur, lauk lele. Aduh ribet banget makannya dan gue ngga abis samsek karna sambelnya rada kureng nampol. But at least jangan sampe asam lambung gue kambuh. Ada lagi drama gue kira hp gue ilang, udah suudhon aja sama Allah. Sempet2nya counting blessing dari Allah. Nyesel banget gue kenapa itung-itungan sama Allah. Gue cuma bisa istighfar sama solawatan aja pas tidur, udah ngga mood ganti dan cuci muka. Tapi tetep solat. Gue mencoba ikhlasin kalau emang HP gue ilang.

Tengah malem ujan deres luar biasa. Alhamdulilah tenda aman dan anti bocor, kek pembalut 36 cm. Gue sepanjang malem cuma tidur ayam dan batuk-batuk mulu. Gue juga kedinginan menggigil, nggak nyaman bgt. Padahal udah ada salon pas di punggung kanan kiri sama telapak tangan kanan kiri, sama sedikit minyak kapak. Tak lupa, setelah gue pake, gue kasi ke A minyak kapak sama salonpas super hot nya.

Kira-kira apa ya next yang perlu dibawa pas hiking? Kayaknya tumblr proper sama jahe sama heatpack pundak buat angetin badan. Sama mukena yang bisa dijadiin bantal. Tak lupa lots of protein bar jaga2 kalau males makan nasi, sama dermies Micellar Cleansing Gel gantinya double cleansing.

Sunday, 3 July 2022

I was woken up by my alarm. My fckn alarm, from my cell phone, dgn keadaan batre mefet bgt. God answers my pray! Di gunung bisa-bisanya gue panik dan counting blessing. Gue ngerasa malu dan hina. Pembelajaran penting juga buat gue untuk nggak terlalu memikirkan duniawi, dan selalu khusnudhon sama Allah.

Ngga cukup hape dibalikin, gue keluar tenda, yang gue lihat pemandangan sunrise terindah, seindah sunrise bromo kapan tahun. Jujur malah lebih suka yang ini karna warna goldennya teges dan unlimited membentang horizontally. Sampe gue bisa berdiam lama di depan pemandangan itu, ignoring udara yang dingin banget.

Lagi-lagi gue pipis untuk yang ketiga kalinya. Trus denger cerita salah satu panitia yang sempet ilang di pertigaan gt, dan pada akhirnya dia denger suara bapak-bapak yang bilang dia salah jalan tapi ngga ada sosoknya. Trus dipandu sama burung buat balik ke track yang bener.

Setelah sarapan dan packing, jam 8an lebih kita turun. Karna mbasan ditaksir sama salah satu panitia, jadi kita dijagain sama mas itu, sepanjang jalan. Sangat membantu apalagi ketika gue kudu ketemu itu batu-batuan lagi, ya Lord, need help bgt. Tapi emang pemandangan post 3 ke 2 the best sih, apalagi pas masx muterin lagu summer sunshine nya the corrs. Yang gue rasain adalah, time flies, gue udah dewasa ya, padahal pertama kali gue nyanyiin lagu itu secara full adalah pas ujian praktikum musik kelas 5 SD, dengan suara nervous yang merdunya dibuat-buat. Di usia gue yang ke 28, gue dikasi berkah sama Allah untuk bisa nyanyiin lagu itu lagi, dengan suara yang tulus dari dalam hati untuk mengenang masa kecil gue yang ternyata bahagia dan tanpa beban. Pagi, itu gue denger dan nyanyi summer sunshine, di tengah hutan, dengan ngelihat hamparan hijau tanpa batas, cheers for the upcoming adventure in life. Gue. Bahagia. Banget. Gue ngga perlu nilai dan guru musik, gue yakin, detik itu, di gunung sumbing, nilai nyanyi gue A+

Sampe di pos 2 masih nyanyi aja. Sampe ditanya bapak2 “jago main gitar, nyanyi, kamu main piano juga ngga?” hehehe engga, SD doang main gitar. Nah, kemudian perhatian gue teralih ke mas-mas analog nicsap kw. Dia kmrn juga summit tuh. Kita ngga ngobrol samsek. Ini saatnya to take a chance. Somehow, summer sunshine literally gave me the spirit of sunshine. Gue memberanikan diri nanya ke dia awalnya merk kamera dia, ngasal bgt. Trus gue bilang gue jg pake analog, tapi nggak jago packing jadi nggak kebawa kek ribet gt. Dia mainnya juga ilford sedangan gue bilang ke dia gue yang 40 rebuan aja dan dia dah ngeh juga, itu film sinematik ya. Aduh cucok deh pokoknya, nemu orang baik hati kek si A, nemu anak analog niscap kw, nemu mas2 yg selera musiknya ok bgt, tapi sayang dah pada taken hatinya wkwkwkkw bye bye. What happen in mountain stays in mountain ajalah ya.

Kalau mas2 yang selera musiknya relate ini maksudnya si mas yang muter summer sunshine. Kita sempet lama tuh ngomongin musik, mulai dari dave grohl, chester, kurt, sama chris cornell. Dia jg amaze kalau gue tau weezer, dia kaga tau aja kalau lagu say ain’t so ini salah satu lagu disetlist bikinan mantan w hehe.

Pos 2 ke pos 1 dengan keadaan kaki kek okky jelly drink bener nyiksa, mana kaga bisa rikues lagu. Please next time wajibun banget donlot lagu dari spotify, bikin playlist hiking. Tapi toh ternyata bisa turun dgn selamat, naik roller coaster ride tangan pegel karna melawan gravitasi tapi untung w kurus jadi bisa nahan beban sendiri.

Siang menunya soto tapi w lebih memilih indomi kuwah, setelah mandi air anget. Ngga lama setelah itu kita balik Jkt. Sebelum balik, itu bus kan parkir di resto gt, gue bungkus makanan dan drama pun terjadi. Dari cletukan kakak2 medan ini gue jadi ngeh kayaknya gue dighibahin abis2an sama tenda sebelah setelah gue ceritain perspektif gue tentang tu jaket bangsat.

Awalnya kecewa, tapi setelah gue pikir2 jaket itu berfaedah kok buat orang lain. Jadi emang itu udah jalan Allah. Cukup tau aja, kalau emang orang-orang ngga suka sama gue, itu hak mereka. Setidaknya gue baik ke diri sendiri, ngga self blaming, dan berbuat baik - tulus ke orang lain. Karena ada orang-orang baik yang baikin gue, contohnya si A. Mungkin gue gabisa bales ketulusan hati dia, tapi gue bisa balikin karma baik semesta dengan berbuat baik juga ke orang lain.

Gunung Sumbing, dengan puncak sejati dan jalur spiritual butuh kaliangkrik ini emang spesial banget. Banyak cerita yang gue dapet, dan bisa dibilang evaluasi dan observasi diri gue lumayan berhasil. Gue jadi lebih mengenal diri gue, perkembangan watak gue di usia 28 ini dan yang nggak kalah seru, gue akhirnya bisa bikin puisi lagi :)

Reminder to myself:

Lebih sering bersyukur ketika diberi kebahagiaan

Less self blaming, before you do that, please mikir realistis

Kurangin ego, breath in - breath out

Mt. Sumbing: Journey to Reignite Inner Spirit

                              by Amanda W.

A glimpse of golden shade in crystal clear horizon Manifesting thin line of tangerine colour as the sun goes down Bursting joy collides with the smouldering crater’s silver smoke Have you ever glanced and taken a look?

Edelweiss caressed by gusty wind Picturesque rolling hills beneath daydream Griping the ancient roots, wake to incinerate Wandering mind lost due to incarcerate Reigniting the wholeness of lonesome

-Puncak Sejati, 2nd July 2022

[my-apollo-gies]

im rewatching arcane which means im here to write a pointless essay on the parallels between nico and jinx

(arcane spoilers, obviously)

character introduction

both characters are introduced as younger siblings to sisters who have essentially raised them, and therefore both nico and jinx aspire to be like bianca and vi, respectively, and are very enthusiastic about this. for example, nico is upset when he cant join the hunters, and powder is determined for her bombs to work, so she can fight. however, the audience is in a situation where they believe that both characters do not suit the role of a fighter- partially because they are both notably younger than the other characters involved, but also because they are both portrayed as quite nerdy: nico with their mythomagic; powder with her bombs.

betrayal and turning point

as they were both introduced as younger siblings very much dependent on their older sisters, both nico and jinx are very strongly linked to their sisters, and so their betrayal is linked to them. nico finds out from percy, who he trusted, that bianca is dead, and powder gets blamed by vi for- well, a lot, and they both suddenly find themselves in a position without their respective sisters. it is also worth noting that the person who breaks them the news is the one who they end up seeking revenge on throughout most of the rest of the series (just talking about the first series, in nicos case).

"mentors" who turn out to be arseholes

after their sudden isolation, nico and jinx are both in a situation where they are easily manipulatable, as they are desperate for someone to fill the space that their sisters had filled. nico has minos and jinx has silco. both minos and silco use nico and jinx's anger as a means to manipulate them for their own needs, and at this point in both their character arcs, they grow up a lot, becoming more of a fighter, although neither the way they would have wanted.

the elephant in the room

so, jinx is a villain, or at least an antagonist. obviously. there are several reasons as to why nico isn't, although he does come very close at some points, most notably in tlo, when he takes percy to the underworld. this was most likely down to sheer naivety, like what a lot of what jinx's earlier actions were. however:

intervention: jinx is left to fully develop as a villain, whereas percy and co are able to stop minos during botl, and, reluctant as nico is, he does end up back at chb

plot: i wont go into detail now on the arguments but either hazel or nico is the most powerful demigod, and god knows how percy wouldve won if nico was a villain

sisters: vi's goal is stated very clearly to be revenge, whereas bianca is just as oblivious to the world as nico. this means that powder also wants to seek revenge from the beginning, whereas nico wanders in wide eyed.

character: there is, of course, just the chance that nico is all around just a more compassionate character. he's shown to notice both hestia and bob and they're often willing to sacrifice themself for others, straight off the bat. i'd argue that they're the most compassionate character in pjo.

#anyway this is sumb i just have too specific a pattern w my blorbos #also there is no way that jinx is straight but im talking about character arcs here so thats not very relevant #nico di angelo

[sillybert]

Gggghhh

#im dumb #its all my fault #i feel so bad about it #i wanna talk to someone about what happened but #im scared of yalls reactions #i keep trying to feel something #nothinf works???? #dumb sumb dumb stupid dunv

[alien-origins]

sometimes I decide not to speak my mind or opinion because I don’t know Big Words and add “like” to my sentences and popular media has brainwashed me into thinking that just because I’m a girl who don’t know how to describe things like a 1800th century scholar I’m inherently dumb.

#like i KNOW im smart #but im so scared of talking about my opinion because people will belittle me or talk back to me with words that make me sound like a child #and i hate it #and i want to describe things i have ideas of but i dont know how to really formulate the idea into words that arent simple and again i look #like a kid #fuck society for making me feel sumb just because im not 100% well spoken or whatever #idek how to put this feeling into words

[meatflavour]

Found out I fit in a women’s size 1 pants??

#womens sizes are so sumb though bro just put waist measurements its so much easier #txt #body image // #body talk //

[cowboylikemeg]

goodnight

#I HATE APPLYING FOR COLLEGE EWKDKAKD #i wish eveything was on commo n app #i wanna apply for this honors college thingy but its a seperate application and its such a hassle and i wanna die Hahhaha ahhaha thingz #ANYWAYS UH #today was GOOOOOOD #ok real talk #i LIKE this guy but my friend has a crush on him too and she told me a while ago and so now: I Am Going To Keep My Feelings To Myself #UNLESS **** makes amove or somethingjskajd THEN i will partake BUT orher than that: nothing is going yo happen :D #BUT we always laugh and smile at each other in this one class and I FEEL MYSELF BLUSH EVERYDAY ITS SO WEIRJDKAJ I NEVER BLUSHJDS #ive literally never had a Guy Friend before so this is awkward #wait no jk ive had a couple before lol #im sumb WHAT AM I SAYINGDJSK #DUMB #okay uhhhh anyways #HE ACTUALLY tries to talk to me ??? which is Lit Rally crazy luv #AND we have the same sense of humor and crackheadness I LOVE IT #but for now: We Are Friends #vibes #okay #GOODNIGHT

[sumbreon]

just read the words "wet signed" in an email... was like 'is... is that a typo..?' nope! they want it signing on paper with ink. surely theres a better way to phrase that...

#sumb talks #not for me to sign at least but still #dont like wet signed...

[snowbees]

billy Joel makes my heart and ears nut

#thunder talks #big shot is such a fucking bopper #except for when i make the dumb sumb connection #its smart but >:(

[perfectpaperbluebirds]

@sicktember Prompt # 20: Doctor Visit/Checkup

Title: The Best Medicine

Fandom: N/A

Based on this post by me. (Sick doctor)

A physician leaves work miserably sick. His RN girlfriend takes care of him.

(Author’s Note: This breaks the rule I set of less than 2k words but I wrote it before I decided to do this challenge and thought it worked well here. I just needed a sick doctor having PE performed on them ok 😅)

Due to the fact that it was 6:30 AM and she was still more asleep than awake, it took her a while to realize the man she was dating was standing behind her as she waited in line for coffee. However, in her defense, she had never seen him in this coffee line at this time of day before (and she herself was here at this time every day).

It wasn't until she heard a familiar, sniffly yawning noise that she turned and caught his eye. 

"Shane? What are you doing here? You're usually sleeping right now." She didn't go to greet him right away, mainly because she didn't want to lose her place in line, and only two people stood between her and caffeination.

He too looked startled, though happy to see her. "Molly, hey," he said. There was a squeaky rasp to his voice and he had to clear his throat before he could continue. "Had an early meeting that got cancelled at the last minute. Since I was already awake, figured I'd come into the office early and clear out my inboxes."

"Gotcha. Well cool, that means I get to treat you to coffee for once. You find a place to sit and I'll get the drinks."

He shot her a grateful look and stepped out of line.

Molly ordered, received, and paid for the coffees quickly, tipping generously, before going to join Shane. He kissed her on the cheek as he took his cup, and they shared a warm smile as they made their way to a little sitting area, sharing a bench against the wall.

"Kathy's coffee is the best in the hospital. You'll love this."

"So you've told me many times. I'm glad I finally get to try it. What did you get me?"

"A surprise. You'll like it, trust me."

"Cheers, then." With another smile, they tapped their cups together before taking long pulls of their beverages.

"This is delicious," he said after a moment. "Best I've ever had from here. Thanks, babe."

"My pleasure." They sat for a bit in companionable silence, sipping their drinks. However, Molly couldn't help but cast sidelong glances at her partner with increasing frequency. Now that she was next to him, she saw he looked quite unwell. He was pale and shivery, with a flush over his cheeks and ears, and looking overall rundown and uncomfortable, a far cry from his usual easy smile and warm, steady demeanor.

"Is everything ok, doc? You really don't look good."

"You're saying I look ugly today?" he countered teasingly, dodging the question. 

She nudged him playfully. "You're just as handsome as ever. I'm saying you look sick. Are you feeling ok?"

He shrugged. "Think I'm just tired. Not used to being up so early. My head and throat are kinda sore I guess."

"Just tired, huh?" She reached out and placed her palm to his forehead, then his flushed cheeks, and finally his neck, where she could feel the swollen lymph nodes she had already seen. She clicked her tongue scoldingly.

"That's a fever, Doctor Mitchell, and a high one at that. Why in the world did you come to work today?"

"No kidding, really?" Shane leaned back against the wall, rubbing his neck and looking sheepish. "I can't even remember the last time I had a fever. Had to have been before medical school. Guess I forgot what it feels like."

"Hmm. Well regardless, you need to go home. You can't risk infecting your patients and staff."

"Yeah, of course. I'll go now."

When he stood, she did as well, wrapping her arms around him in a tight hug.

"Feel better. Get lots of rest and fluids."

"I know the drill," he rasped, smiling a little. "I am a physician."

"Sometimes I have my doubts, mister 'doesn't know what a fever feels like.' Sports medicine doesn't deal with the flu much." She kissed his shoulder fondly.

"Yeah, yeah." He pulled away, running his thumb over her jawline. "Thanks again for the coffee. I'll see you later. Text me when you have time. I'm sure I'll be bored out of my mind."

"Will do."

She watched him go wistfully, wishing she was going with him.

Naturally he wasn't far from her thoughts for the rest of the day. The hospital OB-GYN clinic was as busy as ever, and the hustle and bustle kept Molly, an RN, quite distracted, but every moment of downtime found her wondering how Shane was doing.

She texted him a few times as he requested. The first time he replied right away, saying he had made it home safely and was relaxing on the couch. The second time he replied a few hours later, saying how tired he was and how he really was starting to feel unwell, but he was doing fine. The third time he never replied.

Her plans for the weekend had been solidified in her mind as soon as she felt how feverish he was. She practically ran out the door as soon as she clocked out. Her first stop was her house to change clothes, shower, and gather some supplies. Her second stop was Shane's favorite soup and sandwich place for two quarts of soup and two sandwiches to go. From there, she headed to Shane's condo across town.

She hadn't informed him she was coming because she had wanted it to be a bit of a surprise. Initially her plan was to leave the soup and sandwich on the stoop and ring the bell, then duck out of sight until the last minute. However, her plan changed when she caught a glimpse of him through the front door.

He was fast asleep, sprawled out on his stomach on the couch. Bundled under two blankets and snoring with his mouth open, surrounded by a nest of used tissues and dishes, he was the picture of illness.

She didn't have the heart to wake him by knocking, so instead she used her copy of his house key to let herself in quietly, being careful not to let the cold air in with her. He didn't stir even after she shut and re-locked the door. After removing her coat, she deposited the items she had brought in the kitchen, then returned to his side. Perching on the edge of the couch, she ran her hand over his face and through his hair to wake him.

He stirred weakly, mumbling and snuffling as he opened his eyes. His face lit up upon seeing her, and he quickly sat up, leaning all of his sleepy, overly-warm weight against her for a tight hug.

"Molly, you're here! I'mb so habby to see you," he croaked earnestly.

She hugged him back just as tightly. "Of course I'm here. When you stopped replying to my texts, I knew I had to come check on you. You look so sick, poor guy, and you're so stuffed up. Are you surviving?"

He shrugged, pulling away. "I guess. I'mb doi'g ok. So achy and tired. Just been sleebi'g all day." He licked his cracked lips and tried to swallow, which resulted in a grimace. "Budt you should go, babe. I don'dt wandt you to catch this. It's ndasty."

As if to prove his point, he turned away from her to cough productively into his elbow, thick and chesty. He followed it up with a honking nose blow that was far less productive. She watched this display sympathetically.

"I'm not leaving you all alone and sick like this. And anyway, if I do get sick, I think I know a doctor who could take care of me." She bumped her shoulder against his. He smiled wanly. "Now, have you taken any medicine recently?"

He sheepishly averted his eyes. "Umb… ndo. I… don'dt really have anythi'g to take."

"Ugh, Shane. Don't tell me you're one of those 'it only treats the symptoms' purists."

"Ndo, it's ndot thad. Like I told you, I just haven't been sigck in years. I've never thought to buy cold mbedicine."

"You're such a guy," she sighed. "Even if you are a doctor. You at least got your flu shot right?"

"Yeah. Budt they're already sayi'g it's probably ndot goi'g to be very effective this year."

"Of course they are." She sighed again. "However, I had a hunch this would happen, so I came prepared." She quickly retrieved a bag from the kitchen which rattled with medications, sitting down beside him again. She selected the ones she wanted and shook them into his hand, watching closely as he swallowed them.

"You're acti'g like you don'dt trust mbe to take care of mbyself," he teased, taking several gulps of water to chase the pills. 

"That's not necessarily true. I just want to do everything possible to help you feel better."

He had to cough harshly again before he could answer, hard enough to redden his face. "I love thad you wandt to take care of mbe. Budt you should really go. I'mb so contagious right ndow, and I don'dt wandt to try to stay away from you."

"Then don't. I came here to be close to you. I don't care if I get sick. It's the weekend anyway. I'm here for you and only you. Besides, you were probably contagious yesterday too, and we still made out. So it doesn't matter anyway."

"You're too good to mbe," he mumbled, finally succumbing and leaning his full weight against her, closing his eyes as he wrapped his arms loosely around her. "Budt I still don'dt approve. You're staying AMA, just so we're clear."

"Call me a rebel, then," she murmured, stroking his sweaty hair.

He sneezed suddenly, only once, but wet and laborious, catching it in his elbow. She quickly pulled a tissue from the nearby box. He took it gratefully, blowing his stopped nose as best he could before resting against her again. He sighed deeply as she resumed her petting.

"You're lugcky the desire to be taken care of when sigck is a deebply ingrained biological traidt," he continued to mumble, sounding sleepier by the second.

"I am, huh? Well you're talking an awful lot for someone who has no voice."

She felt him smile against her, but he did fall silent for a while, aside from his sniffling and soft coughing. She thought he was going back to sleep when he spoke up again.

"You know whad would mbake mbe feel even better thad mbedicine? Sumb soubp."

"Hmm, well it just so happens you have a girlfriend who thinks of everything." She gently shifted him off of her, going back to the kitchen and returning with a quart of soup and a sandwich.

"Sal's chigcken rice?" he rasped, his eyes lighting up hungrily as he sat up straighter. 

"Naturally. We've been together almost two years. I know what you like when you're not feeling good."

"You're a lifesaver," he groaned, taking the proffered food and digging in right away.

"I'm glad you have an appetite anyway. I won't ever forget last year's stomach flu incident."

 "Ugh, don'dt rembind mbe," he said with a shudder. "Bud other than thad one time, I'll always have an abbetite for this soubp. This is all I've wanted all day." He wolfed down the food with unexpected vigor.

"Well then you're lucky I think of everything, like I said. And to think you wanted to kick me out."

"I ndever *wanted* you kigck you oud. I'm just goi'g to hade mbyself whed you ged sigck," he mumbled, swallowing a mouthful.

"Maybe I won't get sick, did you think of that? And like I've been saying--" She leaned in to kiss him fully on the mouth, long and hard, until he pulled away gasping. "--I don't care. As long as you promise to take care of me if I do, I won't complain about a few days off. So stop worrying."

"Ugh, take it easy babe," he moaned, pressing a hand to his forehead. "This fever has mby blood flow all mbessed ub. You can'dt be usi'g your lips on mbe like thad."

"Don't worry, I'm not planning to seduce you today. Unless you instigate it of course." She gave him a wicked look and he flushed. 

"You're something else, Mol," he muttered, unable to hide a smile.

"Just eat your 'soob'." 

He did what he was told while she tidied up his sick bed area. When he was almost done, she fetched another bag from the kitchen and began rummaging through it. He eyed the items she pulled out suspiciously.

"How much crabp did you bri'g? And whad are you doi'g ndow?"

"Something I've always wanted to do. And something I think will make you smile."

"I feel like I've been smili'g since you godt here."

It was Molly's turn to flush and smile. "Something that might make you laugh, then."

She sat close beside him on the couch with her stethoscope around her neck, placing a little tablet of paper and a pen in front of her on the table. 

"Constitution:" she both said this out loud and wrote it on the paper. "Well-nourished. Unwell appearing today. Complains of malaise and myalgia. Lymphatics:" 

She had been neatly writing everything down as she spoke. After the last word, she reached out to gently palate the visibly swollen lymph nodes in his neck. He moaned softly as she massaged them, the moan turning into a cough.

"Cervical lymphadenopathy noted. Lymph nodes tender to palpation." She wrote this down as well.

"Whad are you doi'g, Mol?"

"You get to be a doctor all the time. Today you're definitely the patient, so I'm taking my turn being the doctor and doing a physical exam on you. We need to make a diagnosis after all."

"Ah, of course. Mby apologies, please continue," he said with a little laugh, wiping his nose with a tissue.

"Thank you. Open your mouth please." Inserting a thermometer under his tongue, she also took his pulse with her watch as the thermometer calibrated. 

"Resting heart rate is elevated at 86 bpm. Temperature is abnormal at 101.8 degrees Fahrenheit."

"I could've told you thad. I just toogk my tembp before you godt here."

"I find that hard to believe since you were sleeping when I got here. Now shh. Actually say 'ah'." She situated a tongue depressor in his mouth, peering in. "Throat erythematous and inflamed," she said and wrote. "Now lean forward a bit if you would."

He did as he was told, looking slightly put-upon and she slid the diaphragm of her stethoscope under his worn university tee shirt, placing it on his back as she listened to him breathe for a moment. "Minor ronchi noted. No crackles or rales. Minimal concern for pneumonia at this time."

"Well thad's a relief," he said, sniffling wetly.

"Shh, I still need to listen to your heart," she said, sliding the diaphragm of the stethoscope around to his chest. 

"Terrible beside manner. I'm leavi'g a ndegative review."

She gave him her sternest "doctor" look. He merely smiled impishly. She sighed, biting back a smile of her own, and listened again.

"Normal rhythm. L-1, L-2 heard."

Setting aside the instruments, she slid her hands under his shirt, feeling gently.

"Skin is overly warm or feverish. Abdomen is soft, non-tender and non-distended."

"You didn't have to go under mby shirt, you know. Abdominal exam cad be done over clothi'g," he said, smirking.

"I was being… thorough," she said with a wink.

He chuckled hoarsely. "Someone's godt the hots for their patiendt. Thad's trouble," he murmured, stifling a yawn as he pulled his blanket closer around himself with a shiver. 

"Neurologic: grossly normal. Tremors noted due to chills. Psychiatric: patient is oriented to person, place, time. Behavior normal, but appears lethargic, fatigued and sleepy."

After writing down these final notes, she cuddled up beside him on the couch, wrapping him in her arms and pulling him close as he started shivering in earnest. He nestled against her wearily.

"How did I do?" she murmured. "Did I make you laugh a little at least?"

"Very thorough and efficiendt," he mumbled sleepily, coughing. "And yes you did. Whad's your diagnosis and treadtment plan, doctor?"

"At best a severe case of rhinovirus. I'm more inclined to think influenza due to the fever, but we'll continue to monitor. No active intervention needed at this time. Bed rest at home, OTC medication as needed and adequate hydration recommended." At this she handed him his water bottle. He drank several big gulps before handing it back to her and snuggling in again.

"If that's what the doctor orders," he sniffled, closing his eyes. 

She held him for a while, since that seemed to be all he wanted, just rubbing his back and stroking his hair. However, they were forced to move when Shane pulled away to break into one of his barking, painful coughing fits. He tried to settle again after the fact, making a face. 

"I don't feel good, Mol," he mumbled pathetically. "This sugcks."

"I know, doc. But I'm doing everything I can to help you feel better. I didn't realize your fever was so high though," she murmured. "And that was after you took medicine. But you seemed just fine yesterday. You don't do anything by halves, do you?"

"Thad's one of the reasons you have the hots for mbe, you know id is," he croaked.

"The only thing with the hots around here is that fever. You're sweltering."

"Sorry," he mumbled, yet made no effort to move off of her. Instead he sneezed wetly into his elbow.

"Update, you're sweltering *and* gross," she said conversationally. Yet she made no effort to move away from him either, kissing his forehead instead. He yawned as she did. "And sleepy."

"Thingk I'm just sigck," he muttered.

"Yeah, let's go with that. Do you want to go back to sleep right now?"

"Ndo. Ndot while you're here. I'm too sigck to sleeb anyway."

"There's no such thing as being too sick to sleep. But if you don't want to sleep right now, I have one more present for you." 

"You've already given mbe too mbuch."

"There's no such thing as that either." She carefully shifted out from under him again and attempted to head to the kitchen once more. Before she could take more than a step though, he caught her hand and made her turn around. Seeing his imploring look, she stepped back into the V of his legs. He wrapped his arms fully around her, burying his hot face in her abdomen. 

"Thangk you mbuch for the soubp and mbedicine, baby. You really are a lifesaver. I just wanted to tell you thad."

She nuzzled her face into his messy hair. "Anything to help you feel better. I can tell you're still miserable though."

"Nodt miserable with you here." 

"Just sick."

"Mhm," he mumbled, sleepily as ever. She let him hold her for another moment or two before speaking again.

"Seriously though, I have something else I want to give you. It'll just take a second to grab."

"Fine," he sighed. As he pulled away, she saw a hazy, pre-sneeze look cross his face. Sure enough, as she trotted to the kitchen, behind her she heard him emit a pair of messy, rough sneezes.

"That soup really got your nose going, huh?" she asked as she reentered the living room.

"Guess so," he sniffled, blowing his nose thickly. "Thad's the poindt though, right?"

"Indeed it is." She moved to the entertainment center and quickly plugged her laptop into the TV.

"Now whad are you doi'g?"

"Maybe you should stop asking questions and just wait and see."

"You know I hade surprises."

"That's not true at all in my experience, so I'm calling your bluff on that one. But you won't have to wait long for this one either way."

After a few setting changes to allow the laptop display to be projected on the TV, Molly popped a disk into the drive and started it up.

"Are we watchi'g somethi'g?"

"You and your questions." She tossed a thick DVD case into his lap. He picked it up, his eyes widening happily.

"The original Jurassic Park trilogy? Holy crabp, this is awesome!"

"I'm glad you approve," she laughed, stepping into his arms again. "It was going to be your Christmas present, but I figured a sick day at home is an even better occasion."

"This is perfect, love. You're ambazing," he mumbled, squeezing her tightly.

"Anything for my best guy." She nuzzled his hair again fondly. "Anything to help you sleep."

"I don'dt wandt to sleeb while you're here though. I don'dt wandt to mbiss out on seei'g you."

"Well then you're in luck, because I'm planning on staying here all weekend. So I'll be here when you fall asleep and when you wake up. No time wasted at all."

A grin split his face. "You'd do thad for mbe?"

"I wouldn't dream of doing otherwise. Doctors need to be looked after too, especially by their nurse girlfriends. So you stretch out and get comfortable and leave the rest to me."

"You're cooler than anadomy and dinosaurs combined, you know thad?"

Molly giggled happily. "I don't know if I'll ever come back from such high praise. You better quit while you're ahead, Dr. Mitchell."

"Only if you promise to make mbe coffee in the morni'g. Your good coffee."

"Sounds like a plan," she said with a grin and another kiss.

#sicktember2021 #sickfic #everyone is hotter with a fever #prompt 20

[rocketink]

LITTLE WHITE LIES

You don’t need Mingyu as a new roommate. Not when it’s impossible to bite your tongue around him. Not when you are arguing with him and suddenly complimenting him. Or, in a soulmate world, you can’t lie to your soulmate, but you didn’t know that.

pairing: mingyu x gender neutral reader

genre: fluff, crack, a dash of angst maybe?? + soulmate! au + roomate! au

wc: 2.8+k

warning: I think that none uwu

notes: find minghao’s soulmate au! here. Also I think this turned out differently than how I wanted but I needed to post it haha.

Living the college life along with your best friend is a teenage dream come true. You've spent half of your life planning on where you would live, how would your apartment be, what would both of you study (and many more things that are actually impossible to plan in advance). Everything was fine at first: living out of town, in a big city where you could find anything you wanted, partying, meeting new people, studying something different and -the most important part- living with your friend. Eventually, it all became too much and you both began to feel the pressure of not living under the same roof with your parents, overall when it came to paying for the apartment.

"We need to do something," Your friend told you one day.

"I know," You sighed "We'll figure something out."

"What about a roommate?"

You thought it through for a second. Your apartment had a spare room you both used as a storage room, it even had a bed on it and it wasn't that small, so there would be no problem with three people living in an apartment that is actually for three people. Still...

"No,"

"What? Y/n, why?" Your friend seemed stressed and you almost felt bad, "it would be much better if somebody lived with us. If we split the rent into three we won't have to be so stressed about the money every month."

"I would rather get a part-time job. Look, I want to live with you and just you. Another person will make things worse and I don't want that."

"Do you realize that we would still be the same, just with another person around, right?"

"As if that was just a little change!"

Your friend groaned and so did you. You knew you were being irrational but living with someone is complicated, and you didn't know if you were willing to live with another stressed-out student. Personalities can clash. The mood could get worse.

"Look, let me find someone nice. I pinky-promise you that if you have a meaningful reason to hate them, we'll kick them out and find each of us part-time jobs and we'll manage. Just let me try," your friend extended her pinky and you entwined it with yours, your thumbs touching.

Find a meaningful reason to hate them? Tsk, that isn't hard at all, you are sure you'll find something in no time. Your friend can't find the perfect roommate because the perfect roommate doesn't exist.

Turns out the best roommate does exist. Kim Mingyu is the name. You accept him because he is friends with Wonwoo and you happen to owe the older boy a favor. Still, Mingyu is just as Wonwoo described him to be: clean, organized, hates disorder, can cook very delicious food and loves to have some company. He forgot to mention how incredibly handsome he is and how you share the same hobbies and preferences. 

You get nervous around him all the time because you hate to admit your new roommate is the closest to your ideal type you’ve ever met, and even if you are in the same room all you answer are monosyllables. One day it all gets even weirder. You wanted to watch something on the television but he already was watching some netflix show.

“Mingyu I really want to see this new series, can I?” You are sure he would gently give you the remote control, but he doesn’t.

“But I’m watching my show.” He looks taken aback at himself and you frown.

“But your show is on Netflix you can watch it anytime. Mine is live, there's no way I can watch it anytime later.”

“This is the first time in the week I’m watching television. I want to have it to myself.” This time he frowns and he checks himself in the mirror beside the sofa. “What am I doing?” You hear him whispering.

“Mingyu you are straight-up being selfish. Can’t you just watch it tomorrow?” You stop thinking for a second, did you just call him selfish? Without you actually wanting to do that?

“Selfish? You talk to me for the first time to call me selfish?”

“Yes, and I’d do it again.” Why can’t you speak nicely?

“Well, you’re so boring. This is the first time we talked, I barely even knew how your face was before today, you don’t want to get to know your new roommate don’t you?” Oh no, he didn’t. He slaps himself and you almost want to laugh. What a stupid, random guy.

“You shouldn’t even be here! Me and my friend were perfectly fine by ourselves, you being here is a mistake. I don’t care how hot you are, I don’t like you.” You seem unable to filter your words around him, so you turn around and leave. You hear him doing the same thing. In the end, nobody watched television that night.

You text your friend and roommate right after throwing yourself to your bed.

To: roommie

I fought with Mingyu

From: roomie

Really? What happened?

To: roomie

He’s just brutally honest.

And just like that began a push-and-pull with Mingyu you are not very proud of. You fight about almost everything: he nags you for not doing the dishes when you don’t have to and you complain that he keeps leaving the television on playing sumb shows. You even got to fight about your hobbies which are the only thing you have in common.

“I’m so done with you two.” Your roommate tells you. “You guys are the softest around me, why can’t you filter your words with each other?” No one ever answers them.

Christmas is coming and for the first time you are not excited. Your friend leaves to see their family and you stay because your parents are spending holidays somewhere else and you’ll celebrate right after. But the reason why it gets so stressing is because Mingyu is not leaving either.

One day, he steps out of his room looking extremely handsome. He wears a black jumper with a white shirt underneath, jeans and a horrible brown hat.

“How do I look? Be honest.”

“You look really fine, but for the love of god change that hat, it looks like my uncle’s” boring was the word you actually wanted to say. Just boring.

“I- I wasn’t expecting you to answer my question.” You try to play it cool, as if it was a joke so you roll your eyes.

“Our dear roommate left an hour ago.”

“Oh, I always ask them for honest advice about my fashion.”

“Mingyu, your fashion sense is amazing. You always look hot” Once again, you surprise yourself being honest rather than teasing him. Fast, make a comment about how ugly his hair is, “you have nice hair, it will look even better if you keep it swept back.”

“Thank you Y/n, this means a lot coming from someone as attractive as you.” You feel yourself blushing and he immediately turns around and slams the door to his room.

Did I just flirt with Kim Mingyu without being conscious of it? Why is my mouth behaving as if it had life on its own.

Mingyu leaves twenty minutes later, still too ashamed to look at you. He just mumbles something that goes like “date” and you get it. When he comes back, he is not wearing his typical smile and you know something is off.

“How did the date go?”

“Awful.” He looks surprised once again at his own words, but he shakes his head. He looks tired. “I don’t think they were the one for me.”

Come on Y/n -you panick- say something, a little white lie ‘that’s probably because you’re boring’ will do.

“That’s probably because they’re boring.” Oh god, you feel like strangling yourself.

“I think I am the boring one.”

“How can Kim Mingyu be boring?” You asks willingly -this time-

“You tell me, you hate me.”

“I may hate you, but I know for sure that you are not boring. We share hobbies you know? Are you calling both of us boring?”

For the first time, he laughs softly at you and you melt.

Oh no. Feelings. No. Protect yourself.

“I like your smile.” Damn it Y/n.

“Really?” His smile widens and you think you’ve never seen a prettier human being. “I like your smile too, even if I barely see it.” And just like all the times he talks to you, he looks honest. You smile too.

“I should go to bed.” You say, breaking the moment. He nods.

“I should, too. Goodnight Y/n.”

“Goodnight Mingyu. Oh, and don’t rush yourself to find a partner, your soulmate will come when you least expect it. Just enjoy yourself.” And this is the first time you willingly say something nice to Mingyu, sharing the piece of advice you always tell you yourself when you’re feeling down for not having a soulmate.

“I will, thank you Y/n.”

“So you’re telling me Mingyu is the most similar person to your ideal type, that you can’t filter your words around him and that’s why you bickered so much, that you called him hot twice and ever since he goes to you for advice?” Your roommate feels lost a week after coming back from holidays and watching all the furtive glances you’ve sent to Mingyu. You feel lost, too.

“Yes. We’ve been nice to each other ever since. He keeps on asking me for fashion and date advice and I can’t lie to him, I really can’t. I’ve tried everything. Do you know how many times I’ve wanted to tell him he actually looks like an ugly fish? A lot. Wanna know what I end up telling him? That he looks like an adorable puppy.”

“Well, that’s embarrassing.”

“He calls himself a puppy ever since. I want to cry, that's so adorable I feel my heart melting. I hate feelings.” Your friend looks pretty amused at your antics but you are just distressed. “But the best part is that I have developed feelings in what? Three weeks? Just because I can’t contain my words when I’m around him and because he gives compliments back and flirts back and I’m full-time panicking?”

“Wait. He flirts back?”

“He says I’m a kitten because he is a puppy and we fight all the time. Everytime I call him hot he says it’s a big compliment coming from me. He always tells me I’m the best and that he’s glad we’re friends. One time he asked me to cuddle because he stole my blanket and then he stood up and left and so did I”

“Y/n, are you listening to yourself? He’s as embarrassing as you are, he definitely likes you back. Soulmate culture”

“No, he doesn’t like me back. Quit the soulmate thing, we’re obviously not” You sigh, feeling a little sad, “He just thinks it’s a joke and he jokes back and when it gets out of hand he just behaves like the emotionally constipated person he is and I smash my head against the door because I say embarrassing things for real, god knows why, and he just… Jokes.”

“Oh dear.” Your friend gives you a hug and you hug them back. You needed to vent. “But how do you know he’s not interested? He acts very suspicious around you, he won’t ever call me hot. He even may be having trouble to keep his words to himself, that does sound like a soulmate thing, doesn’t it?”

“He’s been going on little dates. Tonight he has another one, he’s just asked me about his outfit and I’ve just embarrassed myself again, that just leaves it pretty clear. He doesn’t like me back. We’ll never be soulmates.”

“Wait, did you just say tonight?”

“Yes, tonight.” Your friend frowns and they check their phone, “is everything okay?”

“It’s just that Wonwoo told me they were going to watch movies. He’s pissed because Mingyu has been a little sad lately and he cancelled his date to console him.”

“They what?”

“Y/n, I’m going ro be honest with you. Since I came you’ve been looking at each other and looking for excuses to be clingy. It's disgusting. Think about this: if you like him a lot, you behave differently around him, you can’t lie to him and you joke-flirt all the time. Maybe that has a special meaning?”

You look at them scared. Mingyu can’t be your soulmate. If he was something would have happened, something else. As you’ve said before, he should be finding it hard to lie to you too. Maybe you’ll need to ask him about it? Mingyu and you... Soulmates... Would it be such a crazy idea? Just when your friend’s about to leave your room to let you think, they receive a message. 

“Look at this,” It’s a message from Wonwoo, it reads: why is Mingyu coming all dressed up? “talk to him, okay?”

You wait for Mingyu to come. It’s late when he’s back and your roommate has already gone to sleep.

“Hi” he greets.

“Hi,” you greet back

C’mon Y/n, you can do this, just ask a simple question ‘did you have fun on your date?’

“Did you have fun with Wonwoo?” I hate myself.

Mingyu looks surprised but he laughs it off. 

“Did Wonwoo tell you?”

“No, he told our roommate,”

“And why did our roommate tell you about it?”

Okay, you have to lie just one more time. If this one works out, you just forget about Mingyu being your soulmate thing. Just try this: ‘Because they asked me about you”

“Because I asked them about you,” you have no remedy.

Mingyu raises his eyebrows. You are not in the teasing mood.

“Look, I just want to ask you something. If the answer is no you can just forget this has happened and we can move on. Do you find it hard to lie to me? Because I find it hard to lie to you. I just can’t. It was nice when we were fighting over factual things like who left the tv turned on, but it’s not anymore because I keep telling you things I feel deep inside and you just make jokes about it.”

“What type of things, Y/n?” His gaze is intense and you have to look away.

‘That you are the worst person I’ve ever met’ try it, just one more little lie.

“That you are the best person I’ve ever met. That you are incredibly hot and attractive and you can pull any outfit and you are so nice and easy to be with. That I appreciate our friendship because I think it’s sincere and I’m not always that honest with my friends and that makes it special, but sometimes I say things I don’t want to say because you don’t feel the same.��

“That you hate me?”

“That I love you, Mingyu”

Mingyu releases all the breath he didn’t know he was holding.

“You know how hard it was for me to figure out why I was being an idiot with you? I love my Netflix shows and I don’t really want to give anyone the remote but I always end up doing it because it’s not that big of a deal, why couldn’t I do it with you? Why was I being so rude and careless?” He looks embarrassed but then he smiles, just the way you want him to smile, “and then everything changed between us and I didn't want to compliment you but it was so easy not lying to you. You looked just fine afterwards so I supposed you took it as a joke and continued. Just to let you know, y/n, I mean them.”

“So they weren’t jokes?”

“I can’t joke about this because with you I always say what’s on my mind. And in my head you’re the most precious person ever.” You feel like crying, finally a mutual feeling. This feeling can only be resumed in one word: soulmate “You weren’t joking either?”

“I wish I was, just how many times have I embarrassed myself in front of you?”

“As many as I did.” Mingyu runs to your side on the sofa and hugs you tightly, “do you know how many times I’ve wanted to do this?”

“As many as I did” you hug him back and rest your head on his chest. His heart is beating as fast as yours. “Does this mean you won’t go on dates anymore?”

“Why would I? I have a soulmate that I love.” You peck his lips and he gives you another kiss right after, “besides, they weren’t dates, they were friendly hangouts with Seungcheol and Joshua, and sometimes Wonwoo.”

“But why did I dress you up then?”

“A little white lie maybe? You just assumed they were dates and I never stopped you, I like going well-dressed everywhere though. Wonwoo still doesn’t get it.” You snort. “I haven’t gone on a date ever since I understood I liked you, at some point in Christmas.”

“We can stop with the little white lies then?”

“They don’t work out,” he smiles and goes for another kiss, “and I can finally tell you I love you anyways.”

#seventeen #mingyu #seventeen x reader #mingyu x reader #seventeen imagines #mingyu imagines #seventeen fluff #mingyu fluff #seventeen angst #mingyu angst #seventeen au #mingyu au #seventeen scenarios #mingyu scenarios #seventeen fanfic #mingyu fanfic #seventeen oneshot #mingyu oneshot #seventeen drabble #mingyu drabble

[evilpuppyboy]

I also like microdosef on shit like that by having ocd ovviously my expericnes gonna b different that ppl w scgicophrenia buit the amount of sumb bullshit u see abt ocd

Ppeople will literallyr treat a normal ass ritualistic actuon like someon nust did the most horrifying thing ever. Dude u wanna know what having a stupid little ritual is like. It is like. Alright im gonna do tbis thing its not like. "I am. Creeaaaaazy. I have to open and close the door. My mind. Ough i have to this is so odd and disturbing"

Watcbef a criminal minds episode that was rhe dubmest shit ever literally a guy was cutti g a dandwich in half and they played super unsettling music and scare cues like. Are hou serious. Im gonan shit myself have you EVER talked to someo e wigh ocd. Did u run ur dumb fucking episode by them. Its like they view pol with 'odd' behavior lime creepypasta monsters literally stupud

#if i find the scene ill link it its sl fu king funny i showed my ma and we died laughing abt it #ableism/ #🍓