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And so, you have walked through the end. How was it? The walk, the final dungeon/trial, and that last fight. Lay it all out on the table for us
Ohhh gosh. This is going to be a long one, bear with me. Naturally, major end-of-Endwalker spoilers incoming
So we picked up the game at the Omicrons' section and went through to the end of 6.0 in a sitting. I bawled from the moment Alphinaud said the only way forward was for the two of them to sacrifice themselves, so I could walk on, to the moment Hyth and Emet showed up. All my friends' sacrifices cut deep but those were my KIDS, my BABIES, I told myself if nothing else, I'd make sure they were safe ;-; And there they are, throwing themselves into the void to keep ME safe.
Destroyed me. The endwalk was beautifully done. It really drove home that even when you're totally and completely alone...you're not alone. You have friends and allies and people who love you, all pulling for you. I was openly weeping through that whole section--up til a certain pair showed up
(Hyth applauding from an upper box like BRAVO, BRAVO)
(Look. Okay. I cannot interpret these comments in any other way than Partner A being lowkey resentful that you spend more time with Partner B. For the love of the star, my guy, just ask Azem to spend more time with you, that's all you gotta do here)
(Narrator voice: he would not)
TEARS AGAIN
HI BABY BIRB I'M HERE TO SAVE YOU
This part's a lot of screenshots so I'm gonna link to the post instead but. The part where Emet gives you a whole list of places to go and things to see. That was him going "you're not my Azem. But you're an Azem, and I know how to handle those. I'm going to motivate you the best way I know how to survive this fight. Because part of them has to live on."
Quick break to cry and gpose in the flowers
(This game gave me glowy rainbow flowers it's so good to me)
I am going to think of this the next time I see a massive flock of tiny birds in the sky. Okay, let's fight
Oh you are KIDDING me, I exclaim into the call with my raid group, who are helping with this part
KAY GUESS WE'RE DOIN THIS
The fight was VERY cool, especially the part where you have to block her big hit with a tank LB, and she goes to rewind it--only to meet with your friends helping you out
And then YOU get to enrage for once!!! Finally!!!!!
Of course we can, baby bird <33333 We have never not been friends. Welcome home <3
DON'T MIND ME I'LL JUST BE HERE CRYING FOREVER
;u; <333
AND THEN THERE'S THIS ASSHOLE
I have a feeling that is a lie
Man. I genuinely do feel for Zenos. Imagine being him. Imagine not having a single other person to connect to, because you were never taught how to make connections with other people. How very lonely his life must be. This is the fictional overpowered high-fantasy version of the dude who gets in fistfights because that's the only way he knows to achieve physical contact with another person.
How sad his life must be.
Kay, guess we're doin this
Y'all. They made that fight SO cool. The multiple-lives mechanic, the way everything flowed, it really did feel different from any other part of the game. Now I get the "A TEST OF YOUR REFLEXES" memes I've seen around. Delightful.
God damn I've actually hit the photo limit for a single post, which I had no idea existed. Continued in a reblog, I guess!
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Kasumi, Thane, Shiala for the character ask meme
OHHHHHHHHH i do be too in love
FIRST IMPRESSION
K: a THIEF??? you give me HEIST??? i studied art history in college, and got very focused on art crime and museum security and made several professors quite anxious, so the first time I played 2 and recruited her, she immediately soared to the top of my fave list
T: oh ho oh HO tiddy window. he is... ooh. him pretty. then he talked. HE'S HOT!!!! uh oh weren't you gonna romance garrus?
S: when she feel out of the thorian i was like wat. i am getting my ass kicked by a plant booger. why are you HERE. WHO ARE YOU
IMPRESSION NOW
K: i will die for you. i wanted to see more of her in 3. i wanted to heist the casino with her. extremely in love, forever and always, and if i wanted to punish myself and make another shepard it'd be to romance her
T: shattered. one of the most deeply romantic LIs out there imo. watching him come alive again. unrecoverable. i'll forever love him. also hes hot as fuck lemme lick him. he didn't die, he blasted kai leng in the face the second he leveled his pistol. i will also go to my grave foaming at the mouth what they did to him
S: wife. omg please benchpress me. the first time i played and had that conversation post-thorian and its like oh. you're badass as fuck. a commando and studied for centuries w benezia? AND THEN SHE FLIRTS W YOU IN 2 AND THERE IS NO OPTION FOR FOLLOW UP???? i thought about that scene all the time. and with the next couple playthroughs, every time i got to see her i was like. oh no youre even prettier. oh no you're even cooler. and now its just terminal brainrot. god i wish we couldve recruited her/romanced her. that would have been mad dope. thank god i am sometimes capable of writing fic
FAVORITE MOMENT
K: ohhhh a toughie. it feels like a cop out to say all of them, but her VA does such a damn good job bringing so much personality into her lines so like even going and checking in on her between missions was a delight to hear her comment on squadmates. that heist was so good tho. hoot every time she jumps on the jet and gives hock that jaunty wave. WHAT A BABE!!! i also love when she goes HAha while in combat
T: when he finally talks about irikah and kolyat. it felt so special and intimate to learn about them. and when he cries before kissing shepard. yes.
S: when shE FLIRTS IN 2 OASIFHLJISUDH but seriously when shes free of the thorian and says she wants to help the colony in recompense. that. meant a lot to me. also i watched the renegade version on yt and the fact that she'll just. let shepard kill her without a fight.... that...... ow
IDEA FOR A STORY
K: well. i've got several fics in the works for her w mercy shepard
- new orleans heist
- vinny (the first man kasumi kills)
- ANDERSON NEVER ARRESTS MERCY AU: CRIMELORD MERCY SHEPARD where kasumi is their right hand, and eventually they end up on the trail of saren. alternate recruitment of squadmates >:)
T: i've got a google doc titled cleaning supplies which um. has been the filth i've been posting in chunks. the other fic for him that i just have a barebones bit is hurt/comfort after mercy visits alchera, beginnings of a romance between them. and of course, sports coach au that i will absolutely start actively writing once i've gotten a couple more "essential" mercy fics done
S: i am working on stellan and shiala's first in-person date after the war, inspired by you, the powerful @yellingaboutmasseffect, where they do the floating howl/sophie walk. and then i like to play around with a full-on howl's moving castle shepala au, that i'd probably post scenes from, rather than any sort of longfic. and im still writing very married sleepy fucking. um. yeah. that's almost complete
UNPOPULAR OPINION
K: i will never regret she's there because she makes my life worthwhile, but why was kasumi recruited in the first place?? she's a thief, not a murder powerhouse
T: can't be considered a dilf til kolyat forgives him and even then, hun, you've got a lot of work to do for your kid (which, he does, of course. but it can't be ignored that thane just. abandoned his child)
S: i think she would've made a more fun companion than liara
FAVORITE RELATIONSHIP
(ignoring shepard)
K: i thought the one she had with the spectre jondam bau was fun. i'd write them going on an interrupted heist-turned-date. or a slow burn enemies to lovers thing. if i had time. i also love that kasumi and samara hang out, referenced in 2
T: thane/irikah, of course! what a powerful couple.
S: i would love to read about shiala studying under benezia, and then the curdling relationship has soverign's indoctrination worms between them. to her being sacrificed to the thorian. and then her learning the death of her teacher. like. there's a lot there and it hurts my feelings when i think about it. love that for me :)
FAVORITE HEADCANON
K: her grandmama. i have her as a badass cat burglar that raised kasumi as not only a beloved grandchild, but also her protege. powerful woman. also cared for mercy, but she dies when kasumi is seventeen
T: that he's got a dick like a vodka tampon
S: she's absolutely ripped. i know it. you know it. we all know it. i like the idea that she's both beefy and intellectual. and in my shepala-rotted brain, she's got a real talent for growing flowers :')
#thank you for the asks!!!#these were a lot of fun#and also got me wanting to work on some docs....#hope you enjoyed!!! i think i got a little carried away#kasumi goto#thane krios#shiala#mass effect#literally the top three im hideously in love with thank u#thane/irikah#shrios
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sasharcy for ask game :0??
:D !!!!!
send me a pairing and i’ll tell u who…
proposes - sasha most likely
kills the spiders - neither. sashas too freaked out by them and marcy doesnt like killing them so they just trap them and puts them outside
comes home drunk at 3 am - i feel like both of them would do this fksndjsjsj but sasha does it a bit more often
initiates duets - marcy for sure. hed have like that “:D” face as theyre poking sasha trying to get her to join
falls asleep first - bold of you to assume either of them sleep. fknskdj ok both of their sleep schedules are probably broken but sashas is less broken so hed fall asleep first
plans spontaneous trips - uhhhh yk what actually neither of them. sashas working on not being too overbearing (ig??) and marcy doesnt want to have a repeat of amphibia, so they try not to do too many surprise trips. it sounds like something both of them would like to do tho
wakes the other up at 3 am demanding pancakes mcdonalds bc neither of them can cook - marcy probably
(changed) sends the other random pics - marcy of course 😌 memes, random bugs, pretty flowers, the sky, u name it
brags about knowing karate even though they never made it past yellow belt - sasha pre amphibia probably. post amphibia tho, neither bc both were in literal military forces so they both know how to fight. sasha would still brag abt it more tho
comes to a complete halt outside bakeries/candy shops - marcy 100%. not just bakeries or sweet shops, but also like toy stores, gift shops, game stores, arcades, anything w something cool to catch his attention (this actually sounds so cute tho wtf 🥺)
blows sarcastic kisses after doing ridiculous shit - both of them no i wont elaborate
wears the least clothing around the house - uhhh sasha probably. he just walks around in a tank top and boxers when she can
has icky sentimental moments for no apparent reason - both of them, but sashas still getting used to being vulnerable so marcy has more of them
edit: FUCK I FORGOT THE GROCERIES AND THE FISH AND THE DEAD GUY FNSNNSNJS
shops for groceries - uhhhh both of them but they keep forgetting and putting it off til the last moment n they take turns doing midnight grocery runs
remembers to feed the fish - neither. marcy has to keep making reminders for themself and sasha didnt even know they had fish
killed the guy - sasha
hid the body - both of them it was a team effort
#ty for the ask :D#this was actually pretty fun#they dont come home drunk very often but if any of them were to do it itd probably be sasha#marcy would burn anything they touch while sasha doesnt rly know how to cook too many dishes#dksjjddjs this is a cute ask game !!#amphibia#sasharcy#sasha waybright#marcy wu#ask game#ask#ship game#sporadicsprinkles
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jily for the ask game
ULTIMATE SHIP MEME!
Send in two (or more) names and I’ll fill all this out about the ship!
General:
Rate the Ship - Awful | Ew | No pics pls | I’m not comfortable | Alright | I like it! | Got Pics? | Let’s do it! | Why is this not getting more attention?! | The OTP to rule all other OTPs
How long will they last? Til death do they part
How quickly did/will they fall in love? YEARS James always wanted Lily to like him- but this turned into a proper crush around 4th yr. This started flaming into a straight up infatuation- but I don't think it was love-love until maybe late 6th year. Lily always thought James was a waste of potential- she noticed he was fun and charming and cute when they were around 12/13, but *sigh* why'd he have to have that terrible personality? She finally started seeing that he could be amazing near the end of 6th year- and by 7th she was crushing so hard- this was love by like January 7th year
How was their first kiss? -it was hot, unexpected, passionate
Wedding:
Who proposed? -James
Who is the best man/men? -Sirius
Who is the braid’s maid(s)? -Marlene? idk women never have friends of their own in these books.
Who did the most planning? -James like I can see him being INTO this sort of thing- which Lily finds adorable
Who stressed the most? - Lily because of the family drama aspect with Petunia
How fancy was the ceremony? - Back of a pickup truck | 2 | 3 | 4 | Normal Church Wedding | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Kate and William wish they were this big.
Who was specifically not invited to the wedding? -Vernon Dursley. The letter was written just to Petunia but a +1 was offered
Sex:
Who is on top? -much of the time Lily
Who is the one to instigate things? depends- but I see James doing it slightly more
How healthy is their sex life? - Barely touch themselves let alone each other | 2 | 3 | 4 | Once a couple weeks, nothing overboard | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They are humping each other on the couch right now
How kinky are they? - Straight missionary with the lights off | 2 | 3 | 4 | Might try some butt stuff and toys | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Don’t go into the sex dungeon without a horse’s head
How long do they normally last? -It's either a quickie, or like a night of sex- no inbetween
Do they make sure each person gets an equal amount of orgasms? -James loves to see Lily fall to pieces so I can see him being like 'if I don't make her orgasm so much she can't sass me, then what am I doing?
How rough are they in bed? - Softer than a butterfly on the back of a bunny | 2 | 3 | 4 | The bed’s shaking and squeaking every time | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Their dirty talk is so vulgar it’d make Dwayne Johnson blush. Also, the wall’s so weak it could collapse the next time they do it.
How much cuddling/snuggling do they do? - No touching after sex | 2 | 3 | 4 | A little spooning at night, or on the couch, but not in public | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They snuggle and kiss more often than a teen couple on their fifth date to a pillow factory.
Children:
How many children will they have naturally? -only had 1 :( but if they hadn't died, I can see a brood of like 3- harry and then years later the other two as Harry was very much an accident
How many children will they adopt? - might adopt 1 or 2- James is big on bringing in kids who need a place.
Who gets stuck with the most diapers? -technically Lily, as she's at home with the baby more (very typical 80s) but when James IS home he takes them all to make up for it.
Who is the stricter parent? -Lily
Who stops the kid(s) from doing dangerous stunts after school? -James usually is the one to catch on to these and stop them, given how he was walking trouble as a kid himself
Who remembers to pack the lunch(es)? -James
Who is the more loved parent? -I mean it's equal- but James is a bit more fluffy and fun- so there's that slight bias at times
Who is more likely to attend the PTA meetings? Lily
Who cried the most at graduation? -James
Who is more likely to bail the child(ren) out of trouble with the law? -Depends on how they got in trouble- but I can see either depending on who would have a better chance of being successful or is handy
Cooking:
Who does the most cooking? -Lily by a slim margin
Who is the most picky in their food choice? -Lily
Who does the grocery shopping? -both
How often do they bake desserts? -like once a month or so
Are they more of a meat lover or a salad eater? -salad
Who is more likely to surprise the other(s) with an anniversary dinner? -James is more likely to arrange surprises- but something like a dinner? Eh I guess Lily- I see James being SUPER over the top
Who is more likely to suggest going out? -James
Who is more likely to burn the house down accidently while cooking? - James
Chores:
Who cleans the room? - Lily
Who is really against chores? - James hates them
Who cleans up after the pets? - both but Lily more often
Who is more likely to sweep everything under the rug? -James
Who stresses the most when guests are coming over? -Lily James doesn't care if their house looks sloppy- but Lily is related to Petunia so I can see Lily's mum as being a very tidy sort
Who found a dollar between the couch cushions while cleaning? -James- finding stuff is what makes it fun
Misc:
Who takes the longer showers/baths? -James
Who takes the dog out for a walk? -James
How often do they decorate the room/house for the holidays? major holidays only for the most part- but i can also see birthdays getting banners and all sorts of stuff
What are their goals for the relationship? -i don't get this question. like... just love one another and have a good time? like what other options are there?
Who is most likely to sleep till noon? -Lily James on moon days might do that- but I see him as a parky early riser
Who plays the most pranks? -JAMES
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Feral Fatality
(Part 3)
Last update for now! I hit a wall and so...I need to shift direction, make way for my requests (up til now I merely wrote one word) so gonna forget this one for the time being and push this deep under every article I have in the works—
Anyways, some fluff before I disappear *insert peace out and fade meme*
Pairing: Jason Voorhees x Fem!Reader
Word count: 1.6k
Warnings: Nothing extreme, a little blood only.
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The masked killer gave you one shook of his head before he took off.
Saving you... for last?
Why weren't you afraid? Hell, you are going insane.
You looked down at the corpse under you. Time to clean up the mess, no one would want a rotting bitch on their doorstep.
Standing up, you decided to drag the body into the woods, maybe an animal would be happy to eat her flesh.
Huh, you were taking everything so well.
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After you left her body a good distance away from your cabin, you went back to wash up, the red liquid on your skin was beginning to itch. You took off your clothing, the blood on your them was hopefully still removable, you wouldn't want to throw them away if you can help it.
Your thoughts strayed to that of earlier. You killed someone. You killed Betty.
And it felt good. Euphoric, even.
You never thought you could end someone's life, one of many that wanted you dead too.
"It was self-defense..." you assured. They intended to kill you anyway, the food they served for you was possibly poisoned. Even a fool would notice how suspicious they acted.
Not to mention Eloiza declared it straight to my face.
Then again, she would still die with the murderer out for her blood, it's just that I ended her myself.
Everyone's probably dead by now.
You stared at your hands– your palms, swollen from gripping your murder weapon.
"...Jason Voorhees. I wonder if he'll kill me too..."
You trailed off as your head drooped, your previous high fading out as your limbs felt heavy. Wobbling your way to your bed, gravity did its thing and you fell on the soft sheets and blacked out, the distant ringing of screams but a mere lullaby to you.
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The ever-rising sun warmed your slumbering form as its rays peeked through the gaps of the window, stirring you into consciousness.
You groaned, rolling away from the prickles of their heat, wanting to get more sleep from last night's events...
Last night?
You shot up, rubbing your grogginess away as the thoughts of the past evening came rushing in. You couldn't believe it. Or did you? Did you really do it?
Was it all a dream??
You brought your hand to your right cheek, the action so sudden that you smacked yourself, instantly regretting it when you felt like you've just planted your face on nails.
"God fucking—" You clenched your teeth and squeezed your eyes shut, muffling your scream. Little tears threatened to pour out so you looked up to keep them in. When the pain numbed down, you exhaled and panted hoarsely.
Well, damn me if it was a dream, that fucking hurt!
A gurgling noise.
Right, I didn't eat anything for dinner.
You sighed, time to take care of your business before anything else! You could eat a whole stallion with the way your stomach grumbled. You stood up and plodded to the cupboards where you kept your food. Unfortunately, you didn't have a horse at hand, and you doubt you could even kill such a beautiful animal, so some easy-to-open corned beef would have to do. Maybe two-three cans would sate your hunger.
Knock, knock.
"Yeah, yeah, wait a bit, I'm opening dinner... breakfast. Dinkfast or breakner? Mm." You responded nonchalantly, still lethargic from both the pain and exhaustion. You pulled on the ring of the can. And it resisted like a lil shit. Three more tries and it didn't budge. You slammed it down the table, huffing.
Easy-open my ass!
Knock, knock.
Yeah, right, the door. You moved to grab the knob and whipped it open. Your face met with a broad chest, a bluish, dark gray shirt stained with what looked like dried blood and dirt. Slowly trailing up, you froze as you met two blue orbs staring down at you from behind a hockey mask. Your jaw dropped.
The silence dragged on for who knows how long before you broke away and fumbled. Absolutely lost, you did what a totally sane person would do.
You stepped aside and invited him in.
"I, uh, come in then, Mr...Voorhees." You uttered, your eyes unblinking as you looked anywhere than at the killer who took careful steps into the cabin.
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Jason trudged to the cabin you resided few hours after he finished cleaning up the mess. Ten meters away and muffled words followed by a silent scream reached his ears. Five large strides and he was at your doorstep, coming to a halt and contemplating on barging in and scaring you even more, or knocking.
Knocking seems to be the calmer option, although he was concerned if you were hurt again. He doesn't know why he's feeling such...emotions towards you, technically a trespasser but different...
A minute passed before he knocked, twice. You answered something about eating and made-up words. He knocked again after he heard you slam something down and huff. Before he knew it you opened your door and stared. You were a lot shorter up close, craning your neck up to meet him.
You looked at each other for a while, before you moved out of the way to let him in. Even going as far as calling him Mr. Voorhees, which baffled him. So you knew who he was. If so, why didn't you leave or scream at him? That and a bunch of questions ran around his head.
He needs answers.
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You stood to his left, facing his side as you felt awkward. You were in a room with a mass murderer, a legend. What's more, you were the one who let him in. You pinched the sleeve of your navy blue jacket from behind as you rocked on your feet. Was he here to end your life? No, no wait, if he wanted that he could have done it when you were asleep. You're pretty sure he could break down the door and crush you with it and you would never wake up again. Same as just now but he...he knocked? What will you even do if he decides to carry out the task now? You were, by no means, fit to fight back. You can't even open a fucking easy-open can! He could snap you like a twig any second now.
You waited, resigning to your fate and wishing you were reincarnated as a rock in your next life.
"..."
Well, nothing happened. He just stood there, unmoving as he faced the opposite wall.
A grumble and he whipped his head to you, making you flinch. Curse your stomach for being such a whiny shit. But you couldn't resist your hunger anymore, you need to eat. Moving a step at a time around him, you took hold of the can and pulled, swearing when it didn't budge. You were gonna die at this rate, if not by the killer behind you then by fucking starvation.
You felt a finger poke your shoulder, not even a flinch as you were too frustrated to care at the moment. You turned around to face the man, he was looking at the can you were holding.
"Oh, uh, I haven't eaten anything? The damn can just won't let me have what's inside." Since when did you talk this much?
He gestured, his gloved palm exposed, as if waiting for you to give him the can.
You placed it in his hand. With one tug, ONE TUG, of his finger it opened. It looked like he just touched it and the lid gave away. You huffed in disbelief as he handed it over to you with two fingers. You grabbed a spoon from the drawer and started wolfing down the contents. If you were gonna die might as well be full.
When it was empty, you glanced at the other can on the table, untouched. You looked back and forth a couple of times between the man and at it. You guessed he understood since he silently picked up the can and opened it for you. The corned beef ended in your stomach seconds later.
You set the last can down, only to pick them all up and dumped them inside a garbage bag you set up yesterday. Grabbing your tumbler from beside the sink, you took large sips from it.
Wiping your mouth with the sleeve of your hoodie, you walked past him and went to sit on the bed. He followed you. You stared at the one who murdered everybody else, standing in the middle of the cabin.
"..."
"So...Am I supposed to die now?" you asked. You sneaked a glance at the machete in his holster.
He didn't give you any response, but he stepped closer until he was in front of you. You didn't look up.
The man raised his hand, and you shut your eyes, expecting the worst— only hoping it was painless and quick.
You almost jerked when you felt his hand on your head.
But what surprised you was how gentle it was, no pressure at all, not even close to a killing move. Then you realized...
He's...he's patting my head.
His hand...wasn't cold nor warm, but the way he did it was akin to petting a little animal; stroking the top of your head so softly you sniffled. This made him stop and step away from you, his hands waving— hovering around you it was practically comical.
"N-No, I'm alright," you answered his silent question. "It's just...I've never been patted like that before and I...It was nice."
You've been subjected to abuse and degradation most of your life that a gesture, one that meant no harm or malice, made you cry. You wiped away the wetness of your eyes before you looked at him.
"Thank you, Mr. Voorhees. I actually wouldn't mind if you kill me, but I guess you won't...?"
He gave you a soft grunt in reply, and you giggled.
The man patted your head once more, before he made his way out of the cabin, closing the door quietly behind him.
You let out a quiet breath. Jason Voorhees simply appeared on your doorstep, helped you with your food, patted your head, and walked out without a word.
It's crazy and it wasn't a dream— if the throbbing on your cheek was any indication.
You're happy though. More than happy to be alive.
#jason voorhees#jason voorhees x reader#jason x reader#jason voorhees x fem!reader#feral fatality#athenawrites#my writing#slasher fic#slasher x reader#slasher x fem!reader#friday the 13th#horror fic#fluff#slasher writing#slasher fanfiction#jason voorhees fanfiction
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@hisarchenemy asked, Gimme a playlist bb, so I can listen to it while slowly dying. Ajdhsksh
meme. inbox me ‘playlist 💽’ to get a mini-playlist for your muse from me! :)
you gave me quite the fucking task w this one lmao mycroft is complicated idk how the hell you play him so well
1. 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄 𝐀 𝐓𝐀 𝐓𝐄𝐓𝐄 by indila; (there’s accents on the real french title that i’m unable to include w my formatting/font) ok i’m just gonna say i got off super lucky w this one and i hope you love it as much as i do for him. the vibe is super fast paced but i just, idk it hella fits for some reason and i rly hope you agree. here are the lyrics for this song in english, i’m not going to include just one section w this song bc i feel like all of it has to go together. but there are a lot of allusions that are very fitting to me like, ‘ And I walk alone, Hidden under my parasol’, ‘Speak to your head‘, and my favorite, ‘I am in burn-out mode, Do I have to repeat myself to you? It burns, it stings and it gets to my head’
2. 𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐒 by mr. elevator
3. 𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐓 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊 by marnie, ok the beginning of this song too when it goes
Quick-fire, I'm on time, you're ahead of schedule
Blue walls, propaganda makes some scarey stories
Straight lines, colour-coded, lead the way to a dead-end waiting room
Machine is drab with fluorescent and buzzing lights
This corridor smells so strange in this alphabet block I'm in
Fear and loathing, and wandering
Alphabet block
(and additionally,)
Cigarettes litter ground, medieval houses
All the cars, bumper to bumper, not enough space
Break it down and resign to the fact that there are no promises here
In this town, swallow hard, don't ask questions, right?
Just turn around, wait a week, til the alphabet block is gone
Fear and loathing, still wandering
Alphabet block
Holding on, holding on
Everybody's the same when it matters
Holding on, we're holding on
Hold my hand, don't let me go
this was very hard no you do not get bonus songs 😂😂😂
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Hadestown Act I Sentence Meme
Under the cut you will find 212 lyrics from the first act of the musical Hadestown to use for your enjoyment!
Road To Hell
1. “Once upon a time there was a railroad line.”
2. “Don’t ask where, brother, don’t ask when.”
3. “It was the road to Hell. It was hard times.”
4. “It was a world of gods and men.”
5. “It’s an old song. It’s an old tale from way back when.”
6. “It’s an old song and we’re gonna sing it again.”
7. “We got some gods in the house tonight!”
8. “See, on the road to Hell there was a railroad line.”
9. “They was always singin’ in the back of your mind.”
10. “Everybody, meet the Fates.”
11. “If you ride that train to the end of the line where the sun don’t shine and it’s always shady, it’s there you’ll find the king of the mine.”
12. “Someone’s got to tell the tale whether or not it turns out well.”
13. “Not everyone gets to be a god.”
14. “Don’t forget that times are hard.”
15. “This boy was a muse’s son.”
16. “You might say the boy was touched, ‘cause he was touched by the gods themselves.”
17. “There was one more soul on this road.”
18. “Girl, come on in from the cold.”
19. “Thus begins the tale of Orpheus and Eurdyice.”
20. “It’s a tale of love from long ago.”
Any Way The Wind Blows
21. “She was no stranger to the world, no stranger to the wind.”
22. “The weather ain’t the way it was before. Ain’t no spring or fall anymore.”
23. “There ain’t a thing that you can do when the weather takes a turn on you, ‘cept for hurry up and hit the road.”
24. “People turn on you just like the wind.”
25. “Everybody is a fair weather friend. In the end, you’re better off alone.”
26. “When you’re hungry and there ain’t enough to go around, ain’t no length to which a girl won’t go.”
27. “Sometimes you think you would do anything to fill your belly full of food.”
28. “You know how those muses are, sometimes they abandon you.”
29. “This poor boy, he wore his heart out on his sleeve.”
30. “You might say he was naive to the ways of the world.”
31. “I liked to hear him sing and his way of seeing things, so I took him underneath my wing.”
Come Home With Me
32. “You wanna talk to her?”
33. “Don’t come on too strong.”
34. “Come home with me.”
35. “Is he always like this?”
36. “Your name is like a melody.”
37. “A singer? Is that what you are?”
38. “Oh, a liar and a player too? I’ve met too many men like you.”
39. “He’s not like any man you’ve met.”
40. “I’m working on a song, a song. It isn’t finished yet, but when it’s done and when I sing it, spring will come again.”
41. “Spring will come.”
42. “I haven’t seen a spring or fall since…I can’t recall.”
43. “That’s what I’m working on, a song to fix what’s wrong. Take what’s broken, make it whole.”
44. “Oh, he’s crazy. Why would I become his wife?”
45. “He’ll make you feel alive.”
Wedding Song
46. “Lover, tell me if you can, who’s gonna buy the wedding bands?”
47. “Times being what they are, hard and getting harder all the time.”
48. “Lover, when I sing my song, all the rivers’ll sing along.”
49. “The rivers gonna give us the wedding bands.”
50. “Lover, tell me if you can, who’s gonna lay the wedding table?”
51. “Times being what they are, dark and getting darker all the time.”
52. “Lover, when I sing my song all the trees gonna sing along.”
53. “The trees gonna lay the wedding table.”
54. “So when you sing your song, the one you’re working on, spring will come again?”
55. “You wanna take me home? Sing the song.”
56. “Lover, tell me when we’re wed, who’s gonna make the wedding bed?”
57. “Lover, when I sing my song, all the birds gonna sing along.”
Epic I
58. “Where’d you get that melody?”
59. “It came to me as if I’d known it all along.”
60. “It’s an old song, a song of love from long ago. Long time since I heard it though.”
61. “You’ve heard that melody before?”
62. “Remember the tale I told you once about the gods?”
63. “Remember how it used to be? Their love made the world go round.”
64. “Hades was king of the underworld, but he fell in love with a beautiful lady who walked up above in her mothers green field.”
65. “He took her home to become his queen where the sun never shone on anyone.”
66. “The Gods sang his song of love and the world sang it with them.”
67. “That was long ago, before we were on this road.”
Livin It Up On Top
68. “On the road to hell there was a lot of waiting.”
69. “These days she never stays for long, but good things come to those who wait.”
70. “Well it’s like he said, I’m an outdoor girl.”
71. “She forgot a little thing called spring.”
72. “Are you wondering where I’ve been?”
73. “Been to hell and back again.”
74. “Like my mama always said: when you’re down, you’re down and when you’re up, you’re up.”
75. “If you ain’t six feet underground, you’re living it up on top.”
76. “Let���s not talk about hard times. Pour the wine, it’s summertime!”
77. “Who makes the summer sun shine bright?”
78. “Who makes the fruit of the vine get ripe?”
79. “Who makes the flowers bloom again, in spite of a man?”
80. “Let me tell you something that my mama said to me: you take what you can get and you make the most of it.”
81. “It was summertime on the road to hell.”
82. “You might say it was in spite of herself.”
83. “For a moment there, the world came back to life.”
84. “Let the poet bless this round.”
85. “To the patroness of all of this, Persephone, who has finally returned to us with wine enough to share.”
86. “If no one takes too much, there will always be enough.”
87. “She will always fill our cups and we will always raise them up to the world we dream about, and the one we live in now.”
88. “Livin’ it up and we ain’t gonna stop.”
All I’ve Ever Known (Intro)
89. “He had a gift to give. He could make you see how the world could be in spite of the way that it is.”
90. “She’d seen how the world was. When she fell, she fell in spite of herself.”
All I’ve Ever Known
91. “I was alone so long I didn’t even know that I was lonely.”
92. “Out in the cold so long I didn’t even know that I was cold.”
93. “All I’ve ever known is how to hold my own.”
94. “All I’ve ever known is how to hold my own, but now I wanna hold you too.”
95. “You take me in your arms and suddenly there’s sunlight all around me.”
96. “I don’t wanna go back to the lonely life.”
97. “I don’t know how or why or who I am that I should get to hold you.”
98. “When I saw you all alone against the sky, it’s like I’d known you all along.”
99. “I know you before we met and I don’t even know you yet, all I know is you’re someone I have always known.”
100. “Now I wanna hold you close. I don’t wanna ever have to let you go.”
101. “Say that you’ll hold me forever. Say that the wind won’t change on us.”
102. “Say that we’ll stay with each other and it will always be like this.”
103. “The wind will never change on us as long as we stay with each other.”
Way Down Hadestown
104. “That was not six months!”
105. “Better go and get your suitcase packed. Guess it’s time to go.”
106. “She’s gonna ride that train til the end of the line.”
107. “Did you ever wonder what it’s like on the underside?”
108. “You either get to hell or to Hadestown, ain’t no difference anymore.”
109. “Everybody tryin’ to get a ticket to go, but those who go they don’t come back.”
110. “Down there it’s a bunch of stiffs. Brother, I’ll be board to death.”
111. “Takes a lot of medicine to make it through the winter time.”
112. “All them shiny little heads and tails, where do you think they come from?”
113. “Everybody shines by the sweat of his brow.”
114. “The wage is nothing and the work is hard.”
115. “It’s a graveyard in Hadestown.”
116. “Mr. Hades is a mean old boss!”
117. “An eye for an eye! A lie for a lie!”
118. “You better forget about your wishing well.”
119. “I missed ya.”
120. “Mr. Hades is a mighty king.”
121. “Must be making some might big deals. Seems like he owns everything.”
122. “Kind of makes you wonder how it feels.”
A Gathering Storm
123. “He came too soon. He came for her too soon. It’s not supposed to be like this.”
124. “Well, til someone brings the world back into tune this is how it is.”
125. “Touched by the gods is what he is.”
126. “Finish it quick. The wind is changing. There’s a storm coming on.”
Epic II
127. “Hades is king of oil and coal and the riches that flow where the rivers are found.”
128. “His loneliness moves in him crude and black.”
129. “He thinks of his wife in the arms of the sun.”
130. “Jealousy fuels him and finds him and fills him.”
Chant
131. “Low. Keep your head low.”
132. “You gotta keep your heard low if you wanna keep your head.”
133. “In the coldest time of year, why is it so hot down here?”
134. “Lover, you were gone so long. Lover, I was lonesome.”
135. “When you feel that fire, think of it as my desire.”
136. “I am keeping one eye on the sky and tryin’ to trust that the song he’s working on is gonna shelter us from the wind.”
137. “In the darkest time of year, why is it so bright down here?”
138. “When you see that glare, think of it as my despair.”
139. “His black gold flows in the world down below and her dark clouds roll in the one above.”
140. “That’s why times are so hard. It’s because of the gods.”
141. “The gods have forgotten the song of their love.”
142. “I’m trying to believe that the song he’s working on is gonna harbor me from the wind.”
143. “Did you think I’d be impressed with this neon necropolis?”
144. “Everything I do, I do it for the love of you.”
145. “If you don’t even want my love, I’ll give it so someone who does. Someone grateful for her fate, someone who appreciates the comforts of a gilded cage.”
146. “Think of them as my embrace of you.”
Hey Little Songbird
147. “Hey little songbird, give me a song.”
148. “I’m a busy man and I can’t stay long. I got clients to call. I got orders to fill.”
149. “I got walls to build. I got riots to quell.”
150. “They’re giving me hell back in Hades.”
151. “Hey, little songbird, cat got your tongue?”
152. “Always a pity for one so pretty and young when poverty comes to clip your wings and knock the wind right out of your lungs.”
153. “Nobody sings on empty.”
154. “Strange is the call of this strange man.”
155. “You’d shine like a diamond dark in the mine.”
156. “The choice is yours if you’re willing to choose, seeing as you’ve got nothing to lose.”
157. “Wasn’t it gonna be the two of us? Weren’t we birds of a feather?”
158. “Let me guess. He’s some kind of poet and he’s penniless.”
159. “Give him your hand, he’ll give you his hand-to-mouth.”
160. “He’ll write you a poem when the power is out.”
161. “See how the vipers and vultures surround you. They’ll take you down, they’ll pick you clean.”
162. “People get mean when the chips are down.”
When The Chips Are Down
163. “Life ain’t easy. Life ain’t fair. A girls gotta fight for he rightful share.”
164. “What you gonna do when the chips are down?”
165. “Help yourself, to hell with the rest. Even the one who loves you best.”
166. “Take it if you can, give if you must. Ain’t nobody but yourself to trust.”
167. “Aim for the heart, shoot to kill. If you don’t do it then the other one will.”
168. “The first shall be first and the last shall be last.”
169. “Cast your eyes to heaven, you get a knife in the back.”
170. “Nobody’s innocent now that the chips are down.”
Gone, I’m Gone
171. “My heart is yours, always was and will be. It’s my gut I can’t ignore.”
172. “My heart it aches to stay, but the flesh will have its way.”
173. “The way is dark and long. I’m already gone.”
174. “Go ahead and lay the blame. Talk of virtue, talk of sin.”
175. “Wouldn’t you have done the same in her shoes, in her skin?”
176. “You can have your principles when you’ve got a belly full, but hunger has a way with you.”
177. “There’s no telling what you’re gonna do when the chips are down.”
Wait For Me (Intro)
178. “Hey, the big artiste! Ain’t you working on your masterpiece?”
179. “What do you care? You’ll find another muse somewhere.”
180. “Wherever she is is where I’ll go.”
181. “What if I said she’s down below?”
182. “She called your name before she went, but I guess you weren’t listening.”
183. “Just how far would you go for her?”
184. “Course there is another way, but nah, I ain’t supposed to say.”
185. “It ain’t for the sensitive of soul. So do you really wanna go?”
186. “With all your heart? Well, that’s a start.”
Wait For Me
187. “You have to take the long way down, through the underground under cover of night.”
188. “Ain’t no compass, ain’t no map. Just a telephone wire and a railroad track.”
189. “Wait for me, I’m comin’.”
190. “If all you got is your own two legs, just be glad you got ‘em.”
191. “Who are you to think that you can walk a road that no one ever walked before?”
192. “You’re on the lam, you’re on the run. Don’t give your name, you don’t have one.”
193. “Don’t look no one in the eye.”
194. “That town’ll try to suck you dry.”
195. “They’ll pluck the heart right out your chest.”
196. “I hear the walls repeating the falling of my feet and it sounds like drumming.”
197. “I hear the rocks and stone echoing my song.”
Why We Build The Wall
198. “Why do we build the wall my children, my children?”
199. “We build the wall to keep us free.”
200. “That’s why we build the wall, we build the wall to keep us free.”
201. “How does the wall keep us free my children, my children?”
202. “How does the wall keep us free?”
203. “How does the wall keep us free? The wall keeps out the enemy.”
204. “Who do we call the enemy my children, my children?”
205. “Who do we call the enemy?”
206. “Who do we call the enemy? The enemy is poverty and the wall keeps out the enemy.”
207. “We have and they have not my children, my children. They want what we have got.”
208. “What do we have that they should want my children, my children?”
209. “What do we have that they should want? We have a wall to work upon.”
210. “Our work is never done my children, my children.”
Why We Build The Wall (Outro)
211. “There are papers to be signed. Step into my office.”
212. “A lot can happen behind closed doors. That’s for sure, that’s a fact.”
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Disagreements:
Who is more likely to raise their voice?
Kuro. Hajime usually tries to stay calm during an argument where as Kuro is very emotion driven outside of prosecution
Who threatens to leave but never actually does?
I don’t think either would be that cruel
Who actually keeps their word and leaves?
Kuro might try to run away at times because he’s scared he’ll hurt Hajime but Hajime always stops them
Who trashes the house?
Neither they’re clean fighters
Do either of them get physical?
they grab each other’s shoulders or clothes some times but they would never deliberately try to hurt each other
How often do they argue/disagree?
it’s very rare but when they happen they’re big
Who is the first to apologise?
flip flops
Family:
Do your muses plan on having children/or have children?
they have a daughter and a son, Yume and Daisuke
If so, how many children do your muses want/have?
2
Who is the favorite parent?
both parents are loved dearly
Who is the authoritative parent?
Kuro tends to be a bit stricter but Hajime is more protective
Who is more likely to allow the children to have a day off school?
Hajime is very serious about the children’s education but he knows when the children need a mental health day
Who lets the children indulge in sweets and junk food when the other isn’t around?
Kuro pretends to be mad when they steal cookies and candy but he was young once and he and his sister did that themselves so he lets it slide. Hajime joins in on the sweet stealing
Who turns up to extra curricular activities to support their children?
Depends if they’re working on a case or not
Who goes to parent teacher interviews?
They both try to actively be a part of their children’s lives so they both attend meetings wherever possible or at least have one of them appear
Who changes the diapers?
Kuro and Hajime split the baby care evenly and take turns doing diapers
Who gets up in the middle of the night to feed the baby?
Kuro doesn’t because he has more difficulty sleeping in comparison to Hajime
Who spends the most time with the children?
They both try to spend as much time with their children as possible.
Who packs their lunch boxes?
They have a roster as to who’s turn it is
Who gives their children ‘the talk’?
Hajime has a better way with words
Who cleans up after the kids?
Hajime is a bit of a neat freak so he does
Who worries the most?
Kuro
Who are the children more likely to learn their first swear word from?
Hajime
Affection:
Who likes to cuddle?
Kuro is a little cuddle monster
Who is the little spoon?
Kuro unless Hajime is really tired and emotional
Who gets naughty in the most inappropriate of places?
I’m not qualified to divulge that information
Who struggles to keep their hands to themself?
Really depends on the situations
How long can they cuddle until one becomes uncomfortable?
Till the end of time
Who gives the most kisses?
I like to think Hajime does while Kuro is a ball of blushes
What is their favourite non-sexual activity?
Snuggling and watching movies
Where is their favourite place to cuddle?
On the couch
Who is more likely to playfully grope the other?
I don’t…. think they would?
How often do they get time to themselves?
Not that often when they get their jobs and the kids but they make it work
Sleeping:
Who snores?
Hajime maybe
If both do, who snores the loudest?
Still Hajime
Do they share a bed or sleep separately?
Share a bed
If they sleep together, do they cozy up together or lay far apart?
Depends on the night. they tend to cozy up most of the time though
Who talks in their sleep?
Kuro is an avid sleep talker
What do they wear to bed?
I can’t speak of Hajime but Kuro has a wolf onesie
Are either of your muses insomniacs?
Kuro isn’t an insomniac but he doesn’t sleep much
Can sleeping pills be found by the bedside?
Hajime insisted Kuro get a prescription after he figured out he wasn’t sleeping and was endangering his and their child’s health
Do they wrap their limbs around each other or just lay side by side?
little bit of both
Who wakes up with bed hair?
Both
Who wakes up first?
Kuro most times, Hajime really struggles with surprising him
Who prepares breakfast in bed for the other?
Hajime does when Kuro is sick
What is their favourite sleeping position?
Spooning
Who hogs the sheets?
Not always but it’s Kuro
Do they set an alarm each night?
Hajime does
Can a television be found in their bedroom?
Probably not because Kuro prefers books
Who has nightmares?
Both but Kuro more than Hajime
Who has ridiculous dreams?
Hajime probably
Who sprawls out and takes up most of the bed?
Daisuke and Yume
Who makes the bed?
Both, gets done faster
What time is bed time?
10:00pm at the earliest 3:00 am at the latest
Any routines/rituals before bed?
Kuro has to read at least one chapter of his book
Hajime has to make sure that all the windows are locked
Who’s the grumpiest when they wake up?
Kuro
Work:
Who is the busiest?
Kuro is a workaholic
Who rakes in the highest income?
Kuro as he is a pretty successful prosecutor
Are any of your muses unemployed?
the kids because child labor laws protect them
Who takes the most sick days?
Kuro because he works himself sick and Hajime forces him to stay home
Who is more likely to turn up late to work?
Neither
Who sucks up to their boss?
Kuro is technically Hajime’s boss but Kuro tends to try and get on Edgeworth’s good side
What are their jobs?
Kuro is a prosecutor and Hajime is his detective, they tried to keep their relationships under wraps so they could work on cases together but a murder case unraveled that
Who stresses the most?
Kuro
Do your muses enjoy or despise their careers/occupations?
Kuro may be a workaholic but that’s because he loves his job and has dreams of fixing the system
Are your muses financially stable?
they make a decent living
Home:
Who does the washing?
Kuro
Who takes out the trash?
Hajime
Who does the ironing?
Kuro
Who does the cooking?
They take turns
Who is more likely to burn the house down just trying?
the kids
Who is messier?
Kuro
Who leaves the toilet roll empty?
Neither
Who leaves their dirty clothes on the floor?
the kids
Who forgets to flush the toilet?
neither
Who is the prankster around the house?
Hajime
Who loses the car keys when it comes time to go somewhere?
Both seem to remember
Who mows the lawn?
Hajime
Who answers the telephone?
Kuro
Who does the vacuuming?
Hajime
Who does the groceries?
They Brocery shop
Who takes the longest to shower?
both if they shower together
Who spends the most time in the bathroom?
Neither
Miscellaneous:
Is money a problem?
Not a problem as in they’re rich but they aren’t struggling either
How many cars do they own?
1 but they prefer walking
Do they own their home or do they rent?
They own a small house, sometimes an apartment depending on the story
Do they live near the coast or deep in the countryside?
They’re closer to the countryside
Do they live in the city or in the country?
The city
Do they enjoy their surroundings?
They like their home
What’s their song?
Hold me by Farid Momodov
What do they do when they’re away from each other?
Wait for the other to come back
just kidding they spend time with friends and family and catch up
Where did they first meet?
Hope’s Peak Academy Reserve Course
How did they first meet?
Hajime found Kuro crying after he got picked on by bullies
Who spends the most money when out shopping?
Both were raised to be pretty frugal
Who’s more likely to flash their assets?
Not sure
Who finds it amusing when the other trips over?
Both stifle a laugh
Any mental issues?
Not in the non-despair au but Kuro does still have to deal with the trauma of his parents’ murder
Who’s terrified of bugs?
Neither
Who kills the spiders around the house?
Neither. They use the cup and paper technique
Their favourite place?
The park near their house
Who pays the bills?
it’s a team effort
Do they have any fears for their future?
Kuro is worried for his family’s safety as both a prosecutor and a necromancer but Hajime is his rock the entire time
Who’s more likely to surprise the other with a fancy dinner?
Hajime
Who uses up all of the hot water?
Neither
Who’s the tallest?
Hajime
Who’s more likely to just randomly hop into the shower with the other?
Hajime
Who wanders around in their underwear?
the kids
Who sings the loudest when singing along to the radio?
Kuro when he think’s he’s alone
What do they tease each other about?
Hajime’s sensitive hair and Kuro’s workaholicness
Who is more likely to cringe at the other’s fashion sense at times?
Neither
Do they have mutual friends?
Each other’s former classmates
Who crushed first?
Kuro and he crushed bad
Any alcohol or substance related problems?
I hope not
Who is more likely to stumble home, drunk, at 3am?
I mean Maybe Kuro? he can’t hold his liquor well
Who swears the most?
Hajime
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Lockdown Diary Part 6
A personal account during the lockdown in the UK due to the Covid-19 outbreak.
23/03/2020 8:30pm Boris Johnson, UK Prime Minister, gives a live address to the nation to, effectively, put the country on lockdown to stem the spread of the deadly coronavirus strain, Covid-19.
Many of us have been self-isolating for days but this latest development within the UK in reaction to the pandemic feels very serious and very scary. I decided to keep a simple diary and where better but online.
Day 151: Great hour or so last night around Foggy’s. When I got home I watched World War Z and some stand up by Nate Bargatze and drank and smoked loads. Today, I got up just before 2pm and felt soooo unmotivated. I was going to have a day of doing fuck all but had a change of heart around 7pm so did my stair climb then walked for over an hour (7km) and got home at 9:30pm!
Day 152: Typing on day 153. I popped up and saw Foggy last night. One of the reasons was I wanted to take him a beer to say thanks for looking over my mitigation statement for my impending court hearing for speeding. He liked what i wrote but has given me some key amendments. Basically free solictor advice and I am very grateful. While there he hit me with the news that Ham’s sister, Preeya, has died (last Friday 14th August) from Covid 19. To say i was gobsmacked is an understatement. She was 49. The family could only talk to her over a loud speaker and had to say good bye that way as her life support was swithced off. Fucking hell, it’s terrible. And, what makes it worse, is how complacent I have become about the disease while it’s causing so much tragedy. As I said to Foggy, it’s important to renew our efforts in combatting this disease so that Preeya’s death at least means we learn. I also feel guilty for not realising that many people have passed like this - just because I (sort of) knew Preeya doesn’t mean I shouldn’t feel any less sorry for the dozens of people dying and many more affected everyday. My emotions are in turmoil and yet I’m not directly affected.
Day 153: Typing this on day 154. Gone midday before I woke up. Beers in the evening and watched Den of Thieves. Great film.
Day 154: Woke up at 2:37 pm FFS. Just done a walk and I feel like shit (booze induced).
Day 155: Went to bed at about 4am yesterday but was up at 10am today so, usual Monday correction of sleep patterns. Two long walks today plus a little housekeeping on photos, sharing to the Oundle chatter group, so, quite constructive. Hoir chat with dad plus a chat with a recruitment agemt about a helpdesk manager role in Peterborough.
Day 156: Typing on Day 157. I saw Karen sitting with TTP (and two others I couldn’t make out) at the T&K on my second walk. Why does that piss me off so much? I am being like Jack in Midnight Run. I need to let go.
I am also getting wound up with Tumblr - I can only make entries on this diary blog on the PC - when I try on the Android or Apple apps, they pop up with ‘post too long’. Trying getting info from Tumblr’s online help on that though - fucking not happening. I think I might move this to a Google Blog...it’s not like anyone else reads it. I’m not sure I’d want that - it’s far more a private diary now rather than the cute ‘blog’ idea it started out as. It is now a disciplinary exercise more than anything.
Day 158: Feeling less sorry for myself now. It’s 10pm and I am having a midweek beer as I wait for tea to cook.
Day 159: Decided I will split this diary into 30 day sections to appease Tumblr. My second walk today was at 8pm ‘cos it was pissing down from about 4pm ‘til 7:30pm...very dark and so wet. Home by 9.15pm.
Day 160: I went shopping in Corby (Tesco and Asda) - I only really went so I could get blue eggs. £75 on booze! I was going up to Fog’s tonight but at around 6pm it started to piss down. So, I shall drink at home. It’s 9.15pm, I think it’s going to get messy.
Day 161: Not sure when I wnet to bed last night but I didn’t get up until 2pm. Nice long walk (9km) in the rain!
Banners and Sam G went to London to have a few with Andy P. I’m a little flabbergasted, it’s like there’s no Covid19 all a sudden.
Day 162: Bank holiday Sunday so I am having a beer or two. Tea’s cooking, gonna watch The Accountant on BBC1 at 10.30pm. Today I got up at 1.55pm and managed to have a shower and be downstairs to see the start of the Belgian GP. Hamilton won, pretty easily. I then did my stair climb and a 9.8km (6 mile) walk.
Last night I watched a rather quirky, entertaining comic horror film called Ready or Not and then Ricky Gervais - Fame. That’s the tour I saw him live after seeing Henman’s final tennis match at the Davis Cup at Wimbledon. Bloody funny - the recording could even be the show Karen and I were at. Bed at around 5am, hence not egtting up ‘til way past midday!
Day 163: Bank Holiday Monday, just like a Sunday. I am making this entry on my phone as I'm now able to due to breaking up the diary blog into 30 day sections.
Molly's Game, a film I've tried to rewatch several times but it's never been free, is on BBC2 tonight. I'm recording it right now but actually watching Seinfeld from the start on All4. The first couple of episodes are a bit ropey if truth be told. Luckily, I know it improves.
Day 164: Managed to get hold of Michelle via her daughter Daisy to place a nice big order for C. Just as well ‘cos Tim’s ignoring me!
Rang and spoke with Barry Haddon today to check he’s OK.
Day 165: Picked up C from Michelle’s in Yarwell. While there I was mauled by her over friendly Staffordshirebull terrier getting bit on the thigh. Twice in six months I’ve been bitten by dogs.
Karen WhatsApp’d to see if I’d seen Miley Cyrus on the Live Lounge!
Day 166: Forgot to say that yesterday, I also bumped into and chatted with Pete Gilder. We mainly talked about (getting caught) speeding.
Today I did over 22k steps and I am fucked.
I replied to an email from Shirley at work HR. After the furloughed staff call on Thursday, which I didn’t attend, they want us to cash in some (more) hoilday, which is fine by me, but I have also asked if we are any clearer as to what happens on 1st October, when the rentention scheme ends. I await her reply.
Day 167: Another 20k stpes today. Just 24k needed to have completed 1m steps since the start of July.
It’s Friday, about 9.45pm. I’m going to watch Molly’s Game and have a few beers.
Day 168: Got up at just before 2pm. It’s now 10.15pm and I am just having my first beer, Today was a lazyish day, completed 12k steps.
Day 169: Completed the 1m steps with 24 days to spare. Woohoo. Now, I am unsure whether to reduce the walking I have got so used to doing? I think I might keep up an average of 11k steps a day which is all I would have needed to accomplish to reack 1m in 3 months.
I’m pleased I did it today since I :went to bed a nearly 5am this morning!
Day 170: Actually typing this on day 171. Feels weird having done the 1m steps, almost like I’ve nothing to do. However, I am of course going to keep walking but not quite as hard/much. I did feel liek I was walking myself into the ground all in the name of finishiong the task ASAP. So, today I only had one walk, did 11,5k.
Yesterday’s Italian GP was a cracker. Hamilton had a penalty and ikt ended up with Gasly winning. Full of incident including a red flag so the race ‘restarted’.
I completely forgot ot make this entry on the correct day?
Day 171: I have decided to press on with the walking - not quite so urgently as before - to see what I can achieve steps-wise in 3 months. So, today, an unusually hot day for September, I did 18k steps plus cleaned the bathroom, hoovered my room and stairs and hallway. I am fucked!
Today I have bought a set of smart scales and a new pair of Skechers. The Skechers were almost free (£69 reduced to £30ish which I had in Paypal) and the scales were £20. Still, I shouldn’t. I don’t know what will happen at the end of October when the CJRS ends plus I don’t know what punsihment will be dished out, any day now, for the speeding offence! Fuck it!
Day 172: An eventful day. Boris has restricted gatherings to no more than 6 people and will use ‘Covid Marshalls’ to police this. It’s causing a stir amongst the online community. I have set up accounts with Gurushots and Picfair to showcase my snaps. The latter offers the opportunity to sell them. I watched Anchorman 2. It was pretty good. I also postd on the Oundle chatter group about walking in front of a car the other day - the driver, a yound lady, was enchanting the way she just smiled and let me pass - I used it as an opportunity to ask about George Higgins saving a child from near death at the hands of a lorry, the post about which has disappeared.
Day 173: Lots have seen my post re: my car incident but the bait hasn’t been taken.
Sarah Haines made a nice comment about my photo posts on the Oundle Chatter group also saying that she doesn’t know me but, it turns out she does. She is James Watson’s ex from when I first moved to Oundle so we caught up on Messenger.
Rachel Harris posted a meme slating Boris about the fact we were all encouraged to go out and about (inclding the Eat Out to Help Out scheme) and now we are being sent back to ‘our room’. Some of the comments continue to slate the government. I couldn’t resist commenting that, had the royal ‘we’ maintined social distancing and remembered there’s a fucking pandemic, perhaps we might not be under impending severe lockdown, as it now looks like. I also mentioned photos I have seen (one posted by Rach herslf) whereby you could be mistaken for thinking that there isn’t a pandemic. I have finished the comment with a line about we can only blame ourselves, not the hapless government! I wonder what reaction that will get!
Day 174: Scales were delivered today. If they are accurate I am a little over 11 stones, from 12st 7lbs before lockdown. Can’t quite believe it. I have a yearly diabetic review with Lynne in October so i can check then. If the scales are wrong, I’ll be livid on 2 scores!
Friday night beers as I type. Been looking forward to them since last Saturday!
Day 175: I do not trust the new scales. I get a different reading each time I step on them and by 10-12 lbs. Fucking things. Boots arrived today - they’re going back as well. Footy season started today. Posh lost away to Acrrington Stanley. “Who are they?”
Day 176: The GP was reflagged again today (a new track at Tuscany. A red flag two races on the trot is most unusual. Hamilton won.
Day 177: I managed to get the scales working. I’m pretty much the same weight I was prior to ld (about 12.5 st). This leads me to believe that if I wasn’t doing all the walking I am, I would be as fat as a fucking house. On that note, Google Fit is playing up. It loses the step and heart point count for each walk (although the workouts retain the route map info) Wtf?
I think K and TTP might be a thing from a post I saw on FB whereby some chap (who I don’t know) commented on TTP’s post that it was nice to see him and K. Kinda gutted if it is true but I shouldn’t be. That’s all I will say on here.
Day 178: Jim contacted me today to let me know he’s leaving RCI. He was quite secretive about why and what’s going on but, there it is. He went on to say that HR will be contacting me shortly to call me back from furlough. Sueanne is taking over as team leader but that’s temporary. and that they will most likely promote from within. I struggling to think what it would be like if Mark was boss! The way RCI are and how disjointed it is with Jim as boss, I shan’t take it as read until HR do contact me. Also, I dunno how I feel about it...I have got so used to not working. But, and it’s a big but, I doubt I’ll have a job after the retention scheme finishes so, if this does pan out, it’s good. I’ll be back to job hunting while in a job, as per before the pandemic.
Also, I received an email letting me know the punishment for my speeding offence was 6 points and a £233 fine, plus costs (£90) and victim support (£34), £357 in total. More than I expected. But, no ban, so I’ll suck it up.
Day 179: Having midweek beers. I'm in that sort of mood.
Day 180: I WhatsApp’d Jim to let him know HR haven’t contacted me. His garbled response went from telling to give them a shout and let them know he is leaving, to which I asked ‘don’t they know?’, he then said hold fire (on Sueanne’s instruction) and she has said for me to sit tight and then, finally, that HR will contact me! Fuck knows what’s going on!
I had a diabetic review with Lynne today. When you go to the surgery you have to let in, which I was by Keren. It was nice to see and chat with her. She is back with Ronnie which was news to me. Then Lynne came and got me. It was nice to see and chat with her also. She weighed me and I’m 12st 3lb. Apparently in Jan last year I was over 13st!
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#StrikeStrikeStrikeDay part 2
Because I can’t just NOT do Javetherine content today. They’re my ride or dies!
I don’t have time to do a fully original thing, though, so instead y’all are getting an ask meme.
falls asleep on the couch: Oh, any of them. Katherine, if she’s trying to meet a deadline. Davey, as he’s studying. Jack, because he can sleep any and every-damn-where.
makes friends with the neighbors: Katherine’s better at small-talking them in the halls, but Davey is the one who thinks to bring food to the ones who have recently moved in.
is the adventurous eater: Jack, because he’s never been able to afford to be picky about eating. He’s basically Leslie Knope going “I’m going to drink these nine glasses of milk” and Davey and Katherine are running in going “NOPE! NO!”
hogs the covers at night: Katherine is a cover THIEF, and she’s always in the middle, too. Davey compensates by pulling an extra throw blanket up in the middle of the night. Jack just fucking jetpacks in his sleep.
forgets to do the dishes: Davey, though not maliciously. He’d rather wait til there was more than one plate, so it’s worth the water, but then he gets caught up in something else and forgets until Katherine whips a sponge at his head.
Jack just eats out of the box over the sink like he’s FERAL.
tries to surprise their partner more often: They all try to surprise each other in different ways. Katherine is more of a little gift-giver. If she sees a cute little notebook or trinket or what-have-you that reminds her of one of the boys, she picks it up for them immediately. Davey is more the type to show up at their workplaces at lunch to take them out for a quick meal and walk through the park. Jack is whole hog, “Hey get up it’s 3 AM and our flight to Disney leaves in two hours.”
leaves dirty laundry on the floor: Jack throws his shit everywhere because he lived with the other boys for the longest time and they are all Nightmares. Katherine leaves her clean laundry lying around because she hates folding. Davey is ready to murder them both.
stays up til 2 AM reading: Kath and Davey are always at opposite ends of the couch, engrossed in their novels. Jack alternates between whining that he can’t sleep without at least one of them to cuddle with and seeing how many shreds of tissue he can stack on their heads without them noticing.
sings in the shower: Katherine always belts “I’m gonna wash that man right out of my hair!” when she’s shampooing. Jack and Davey are less than amused.
Davey does it if he’s in a really, truly great mood, and even then, you really have to be listening for it. Jack and Katherine get matching sappy-ass smiles on their faces when they notice.
takes the selfies: Kath hauls them in for the standard slightly-crooked-somewhat-goofy shot at parties and birthdays and etc. Jack, on the other hand, goes full Instagram boyfriend on them until Davey just hides his face in his hat and refuses to come out until Jack puts his phone back in his pocket.
plans date night: Davey, for sure. He’s usually down for whatever Jack and Katherine want to do, but sometimes he gets a bee in his bonnet and plans out a special night for the three of them. Those are always the best nights.
#strikestrikestrikeday#newsies#javetherine#jack/davey/katherine#jen does words#this feels short and goofy but i am Willing to Elaborate or do other headcanons if asked
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jaesung 😈 (the playlist thing)
send whatever emoji you want and i’ll make a playlist for our brats from shuffle kgfsj — ( accepting )
caffeine — lolo zouai
rollercoaster — bleachers and charli xcx
bambi — tokyo police club
smile — portugal. the man
vcr — the xx
#i'm LKDFJLSDGF#that progression sure is something !#riotvcn#╳┊: — walk around ‘til 3 am. •「 ask meme. 」#╳┊: — tell me what i know again. •「 answered. 」
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the salty af munday meme
❥ Has someone ever ruined an FC or character for you?
oh boy is this going to be a long story– but yes. jiro from my hero academia? just looking at her pisses me off and it’s because of this girl at a con. so long story short but this con i went to was airing the worldwide premiere of the my hero academia film, like months before it’s theatrical premiere. so i woke my ass up at 3 am, got in line– but the issue was nobody knew what line led to what and everything was this big ass mess. so i was asking around trying to make some sense of this and like i go to this other line and ask ‘what’s this line for?’ – and this person i don’t fucking know dressed as jiro has the fucking audacity to yell at me and say ‘STOP ASKING THAT. PEOPLE NEED TO STOP ASKING THAT IT’S HOW WE GOT INTO THIS MESS.’– was i pissed oh yeah? but i was also tired and didn’t have the energy to snap at her so i just walked away, but til this day i regret not saying shit to her because i would’ve gone motherfucking ham and ANYWAYS because of miss sassy girl i don’t like jiro, the end.
ps. i got to see the movie that day and i hope to god she didn’t, fuck you.
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Lenny’s Relationships With The Members Of StrayKids
Get ready for a mess. All gif credit goes to gif owners.
Chan:
Since he rooms with Lenny, he was one of the first people to meet him. Chan loves him . . . A lot. He helps Lenny with his pronunciation and clarity when he is singing and Lenny really appreciates that. Chan envies his height a bit (but who doesn’t). He loves sharing a bunk with him as well because he gets to swing down off of the top bunk to see if Lenny is awake and ready to practice.
Woojin:
Woojin is so protective of Lenny it is sometimes even scary. He will be constantly giving Lenny bear hugs and buying him food even if he isn’t hungry. Woojin sees himself in Lenny to an extent so he nags him at times, but Lenny really needs that at times because his mother would nag him at times and it helps him stay sane. Woojin laying in bed with Lenny and just asking him about what he did during his traveling and everything.
Minho:
Minho is a salty sailor when it comes to Lenny. Mostly because Lenny got to bring his cats with him and Minho didn’t. But when Lenny isn’t in the dorms, Minho will be cuddling with Lenny’s cats in the living room. Minho likes talking to Lenny because he just wants to know more about him (even though Lenny is lowkey scared of him.) So they will sit out in the living room early in the morning, drink coffee, and just talk.
Changbin:
Changbin loves Lenny but makes fun of him because he cannot rap for his life. Lenny always makes fun of him in return for how he short is and Changbin is always yelling “ReSpEKT yOUr ELdeRs”. Changbin also rooms with Lenny so when Lenny isn’t home, he plays with Lenny’s cats (especially Casper).
Hyunjin:
Hyunjin has become really good friends with Lenny since he joined the company. He has seen Lenny at his lowest points and encourages him to keep going. They go on late night snack runs together and end up walking around in convenient stores not being able to decide what they want because “they want something new.” But then they end up getting the same stuff they always do. They have also started taking the same classes so they are study buddies.
Felix:
Meme brothers from different mothers. Right when Felix met Lenny he gave him a look and Lenny sent the same look . Felix loves trying to teach him how to rap and helping him to to perfect his dancing (even though he is really good anyways). They constantly send eachother memes to eachother even if they are in the same room.
Jisung:
Jisung is the only member (besides Felix) that can make Lenny turn into a straight up crackhead. Lenny and Jisung will be up til 3 am doing who knows what, usually playing video games (cause like . . . Teenagers) and yelling at eachother over one of them hitting the other with a blue shell. Lenny will follow Jisung into the recording studio and listen to Jisung rap and ask him about the lyrics, he will also help with lyrics at times. Jisung makes Lenny feel like he is back at home with his friends and helps him when he is homesick.
Seungmin:
Seungmin and Lenny have a soft relationship. Seungmin was very startled when he first met Lenny but then he started to grow very fond of him. When Chan and Changbin aren’t home, Seungmin will go into Lenny’s room and watch him do calligraphy. When they have free time, they will walk to a nearby park and sit on the benches while watching all the people in the park. (Like an old married couple)
Jeongin:
Jeongin and Lenny are still getting used to eachother so they are just aWKwaRd around eachother. Like, awkward laughing, glances, body contact. But, Jeongin looks up to Lenny because he wants to be like him but also be himself. Jeongin also loves Lenny’s cats, especially Gobi.
#god that took me a hot minute#if anyone wants me to make a cat analysis i will#lennys friend analysis will be coming out soon#lenny#stray kids#stray kids oc#stray kids male member#stray kids au#original character#au#oc#chan#woojin#minho#changbin#hyunjin#felix#jisung#seungmin#jeongin#han jisung#hwang hyunjin#kim woojin#lee minho#kpop#kpop oc#kpop au#kpop male addition#male addition#male!kpop
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Strangers and Coffee (Part 2/3)
Pairing: Tom Holland x Female OC
Word Count: 2,060
Warning: Slight slight angst, First-Degree Burn
Note: This is for @starksparker 4K writing challenge.
Summary: When an frustrated girl with reading glasses causes an accident and gets burn, she ends up meeting a not-so-stranger stranger.
Part 1: http://winterridinghood.tumblr.com/post/174087869117/strangers-and-coffee-part-13
Part 3: http://winterridinghood.tumblr.com/post/174265652003/strangers-and-coffee-33
“Ahhh!” I yelped jumping up from my chair.
“Oh no,” the boy said, quickly standing next to me, “I’m so sorry.” He had an accent, British I think, or possibly even Australian, but that was in the back of my mind. Right now, all I was think was ‘Oh my gosh! This drink was hot!
An employee was at my side before I could register that there were other people around. “Are you alright?” They asked. I wanted to yell “What do you think?” But I did the opposite.
“I, um, I think so.” I couldn’t stop looking at my arm. It was pink and starting to hurt.
“Here let’s take you to the back and see what we can do.” The employee was leading me to the back, but I stopped them.
“Wait,” I took a step back, “I have to get my stuff. My computer’s out and-"
"I’ll take it to you.” The Foreign boy said.
I turned to him and all I could see was a fuzzy person that was wearing, what looked to be, a blue sweatshirt. I still had my glasses on and the guy was by the table where all my stuff was. I don’t know which was worse, having all my possessions out in the open in a shop full of people and me not being around them or knowingly have a stranger put all my stuff in my backpack and trust that he will bring it to me.
The guy must have noticed my silence, “Let me help, it’s the least I can do."
"Um, miss,” the employee said, “we really need to start looking at your arm."
I gulped, not wanting to have my arm be any worse of condition, I said, "Okay,” nodding to the guy and walk behind the counter to the back of the store. The back of the store felt automatically cooler. Probably to keep all their ingredients fresh or something.
The employer stopped by the sink and asked to look at the arm. He examined it for a minute before he sighed in relief. “Oh, thank God!"
"What’s up?” I asked, looking between him and my arm.
He had the smallest of smiles on his face, “Your skin is only red and slightly swollen, and there’s no blistering appearing. That mean it’s only a first degree.” I nodded. “We have to put it under cool water from a few minutes right now, or it will get worse.” I nodded again. “I need your permission to do that."
"Oh, Okay.” I nodded once more, probably more than I needed to. “You have my permission to,” I paused, “do what you gotta do."
The employee huffed a laugh and nodded as he turned on the water from the sink and put his hand under the water. It was that time that the Foreign Boy came in to the back with my backpack in hand. He found us immediately and jogged towards us, passing by another employee who seemed in awe that two costumers were in the back of the shop.
"Hey, are you alright? 'Course you’re not. Don’t know why I asked that.” He stumbled over his words a little. It made me crack a smile. He tried again, “How are you feeling?"
I shrugged, "Alright, I guess.” The employer cleared his throat and looked back and forth between me and the Foreign guy.
“You ready?” He asked.
I took a breath, “As I’ll ever be.” I gave him my arm as he checked the water once more time.
“Does it hurt?” the Foreigner asked.
I tilted my head on one side, “Not as much as I th-HAAAAA-HAA!” I huffed out as the employer put my arm under the water.
“Hey!” Called out the Foreigner.
“Sorry,” said the employer, “It’s still somewhat fresh so it was gonna hurt a little, but the worse of it is over. I’m Zach by the way."
I sucked in a breath, "Nellie,” I turned to acknowledge Zach, because my hand-shanking-arm is currently under a faucet, but he was shaking hands with the guy, who introduced himself as Tom. I looked at my arm again. About three inched of my forearm was red.
“Okay, miss, you’re gonna have to be under there for about 20 minutes. I’m not a doctor, but this is our number one thing we learned when we start training here. The manager is out for the day, so if you need anything, just call for me. I have to write this down to give to her, our manager, I mean.” I tried to turn around without leaving my arm from where I was, but it was very difficult. When he was finished talking, my head was turned at an angle that I could see a fuzzy person speak, but it wouldn’t have been better with my glasses off. So, I just called out an okay and turned back to my arm.
I sighed and scratched my forehead with my free hand. Well isn’t this just lovely. I thought sarcastically.
Foreign Guy walked around me so now he was facing a few feet in front of me. “I am so sorry,” he said looking from my arm to me, “I should’ve watched where I was going. I was so in thought that I wasn’t paying attention. I’m really sorry."
I shook my head, "Don’t be sorry, man.” I adjusted my glasses but figured I didn’t need them for the time being. I began to take the off, and now I’m glad I did. With my free hand, I took my glasses off. “If anything, it’s my fault. I shouldn’t have freaked out like I did.” I tucked the arm of my glasses in my shirt and let it hang there. “I shouldn’t have gotten frustrated over a-a-a, a um,"
It suddenly felt like my mouth was dry. As stated before, I’m a person of the internet. This means I know what memes are, and I know what fandoms I’m in, as well as which Hogwarts House fits me best. But no matter what you read on the internet, it will never prepare you for actually meeting someone that said memes or fandoms are about. The first thing I realized was that they guy in front of me was British. The second: Tom Holland was three feet away from me. The Foreign Guy who I accidently made spill coffee on my arm was right in front of me. I swore, which made me cover my mouth with my right hand, which is supposed to be underwater. I gasped softly as I put my arm back under the faucet.
There was silence between us. I was embarrassed and I didn’t know what Tom feeling. Does he get this often? It felt weird just to think of him as Tom. Should I say Mr. Holland? No. This isn’t one of my high school classes. Damn! He might think I’m some crazy fangirl or something. I have to stay cool and calm.
I made myself focus on the red mark on the arm. "My computer,” I said before I cleared my throat.
“I’m sorry?” He asked. I couldn’t see his face, but I bet it was weary.
I took a deep breath, “I got frustrated over my computer, laptop, or whatever. Um,” I let out a nervous chuckle. I should have left my glasses on.
“Really? What has your laptop done to you?” He asked curiously.
My first thought was what I ended up saying out loud. “What hasn’t my laptop done to me? That’s the real question.” Not the worst thing that could have come out of my mouth, but also not the best. Though hearing a chuckle made me feel more relaxed. Maybe a little too much because I let out an explanation of my computer shutting off and a little about my final project. I mainly kept my eyes on my arm, thinking that if I were to look at Tom Hollands face, I would start stammering again.
“Wait,” he said after I finished with my explanation, “That’s mean you had your laptop on for 30 minutes, but you weren’t doing anything?”
I fought back the need to roll my eyes, “Yes, thank you for the reminder."
He apologized again, "That came out harsh. What I meant was, why do you have the timer on for so long?"
That wasn’t the question I was expecting. I shifted the weight of my legs, "Well, I’m usually doing school work 'til late at night. I start right when I get home, I take a break for dinner, then I go right back before it shuts itself down."
I risked myself a glance at him. He looked confused, ”'School?’ I thought you said you had a profess- ohhhh. I forgot. 'School’ and 'Uni’ are the same in the States.“ He nodded to himself
I chuckled and nodded with him, "Yup. Anywhere with a person teaching something to someone, it’s basically a school.”
“Interesting.” Silence again, for a minute at least, “Can I ask you something?” He sounded cautious.
I replied with the same amount of cautiousness that he had, “Go for it."
He paused, as if he was choosing his words carefully, "You know how I am, don’t you?” He said it like he would be disappointed if I said yes.
“Yeah, I know you,” it came out quieter than I intended too.
He sighed and nodded, “Can I ask why you didn’t act like you did until a few minutes ago? I’m genuinely curious. Unless you didn’t notice until now because you were in pain then and aren’t now. If that, then I complete understand. That sounded weird."
I chuckled at his words. "No, that’s almost right. I just couldn’t really see you with my glasses on.” I was about to adjust the glasses on my head, but when I remember that nothing was there I rolled my eyes and pointed to my shirt. I studied Tom’s face for a second. I found a need to explain myself again, “These glasses are only for reading or computer work. Can’t really see anything more than two feet away from me."
I took off my glasses off from shirt and put them on with one hand. I was harder than I thought, being right handed and having to unfold the arms with my mouth.
I put them on and I held out my arm free arm in front of me. "Everything past my hand just gets fuzzier and fuzzier,” I dropped the arm. “You look like a guy. I see your features and what-not, but I can’t tell any real details.” I took off my glasses and put them back on my shirt, blinking rapidly at the sudden change of my sight quality.
“Yup,” I groaned, “Now you look like 4K Ultra HD."
This made him laughed, "That clears a lot of things up."
"I’m glad.” I just made Tom Holland laugh. My life is complete.
“Can I ask you one more thing?” He took a step closer.
I leaned on the counter, “Ask away. It’s not like I’m going somewhere."
"Right,” He leaned on the counter, “Do you, do you think that,” he paused, “Do you think that if you knew who before you took off your glasses, you would have let me take your stuff to you? If that makes sense. I don’t think it did."
It was my turn to laugh, "You have a thing where you answer your own questions. Did you know that?"
He shrugged, "I’ve may have noticed from time to time.” When I didn’t say anything, he asked again.
I smirked, “No offense Holland, I would have second guessed myself on leaving my stuff with any stranger. Even if it was Beyoncé or someone like that."
"Beyoncé, really?” He mused.
I thought for a moment. “Honestly, with Beyoncé, I think it’s more on the fact that I am not worthy for my stuff to be held by her hands. Which reminders me, you can put my backpack down now."
"Right,” he said and he gently leaned my backpack against the cabinets on the floor. “No one is worthy for Beyoncé.” Tom said in thought. I agreed.
He then quickly snapped back up, making me raise my eyebrow by his sudden movement. “You alright?” I asked.
“You called me 'Holland’."
#kavys4kwc#writing challenge#peter parker#peter parker x reader#tom holland#tom holland x reader#marvel#marvel imagine#fanfiction#tom holland imagine#coffee shop au#coffee#spiderman#spider-man: homecoming#spider-man#tom holland au#my writing#writing
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Stolen from @littledonkeyburrito, as usual~
1. Do you prefer guys to shave down there?
I have no preference. As long as the hair isn't making things difficult, like getting caught in hands and toys and teeth, he can do what he wants.
2. Do you prefer liquid, mousse or powder foundation? Why?
I don’t really think about it because I don't wear foundation. My skin's clear enough that I don't need it, and even if it wasn’t, I wouldn’t wear it because I would sweat it off in minutes. (Setting spray? I destroy setting spray ;A; it’s the worst.)
3. How much does your mother know about your sex life (or lack thereof)?
Next to nothing, I guess. All she knows is that I've been with Ash for a while, and that I was with Seb for a while too.
4. Do you enjoy watching cooking shows?
Not really. Like if one's on in a waiting room or something then I'll absently watch, but if I have any say in the matter then I don't know watch them.
5. Do you worry about gaining weight?
Only if it affects my health somehow. Aside from a recent fluctuation from hormonal fuckery, I can usually do whatever I want without my weight changing at all.
6. Have you ever used fake tan?
Nah, I've never needed to. I tan really dark, really quickly.
7. How do you organize your make-up?
I just put different kinds into little ziplock bags to keep them from getting lost in my makeup bag. Pens in one, eye-shadow and eye brushes in the other.
8. Do you ever look at someone cute, and automatically make a move?
Hahaha, holy fuck, I would never have confidence in my own desirability to do something like that. What would the point even be?
9. Do you live in a house, apartment, or another type of arrangement?
An apartment, but I’m hoping like crazy that later this year I’m able to move into a house.
10. What’s one event your town has that you don’t like to participate in?
Toowoomba has the Carnival of Flowers. I usually avoid it because it’s too hot, and too noisy.
11. Are any of your siblings married? What are their spouses’ names?
Nope, though Clare (the bitchy, transphobic one) is engaged to a lovely guy named Simon who deserves so much better.
12. Does your father have any creepy or scary friends you don’t like?
I haven’t spoken to my dad in years. I haven’t spoken to any of his friends in even longer. Though he’s all about being friends with Jesus, who certainly creeps me the fuck out. Does he count?
13. Do you watch any shows that you know your parents wouldn’t approve of?
Ha! Literally anything that’s not conservative or whatever, they would disapprove.
14. What venue was the last real concert you went to at?
Some concert hall in Brisbane, I don’t remember what it’s called.
15. Does your best friend and their mom have the same last name?
Yes, no, no, yes, and half plus their dad’s last name.
16. What color is your cellphone?
Black.
17. Are you currently waiting for a phone call? From whom?
No, thank fuck.
18. Do you have any drugs in your bedroom?
No
19. Is there a feature on your face that people compliment you on?
Sometimes my eyes or my skin.
20. What are your plans for the rest of the week?
Nothing, thank fuck. This past week has been exhausting and I am grateful for the chance to finally fucking rest.
21. How many studded belts do you own?
None.
22. Has your partner ever had braces?
I don’t think so?
23. What have you eaten today?
A sandwich, and some spicy noodles.
24. What’s your favourite thing to do?
Quietly spend socially antisocial time with loved one/s, perhaps gaming or reading, gently touching but otherwise not interacting.
25. Did you wear a jacket today?
Lord no, it’s way too hot.
26. Have you kissed more than two people of the same sex?
Eyyyup!
27. How many times have you had sex in one day?
Twice I think? Or maybe only once. I don’t have sex very often.
28. Did you exercise at all today?
Nope, but I’m scheduled for it tomorrow.
29. Would you ever move far away for a job opportunity?
Only if the new location was geographically close to somebody I care about. I’ve worked too fucking hard on my relationships to waste it all by distancing myself from any more of my loved ones.
30. Are you too shy/embarrassed to tell people your middle name?
Negatory.
31. If not, what is it?
No bc internet, but anyone who knows me well will know it anyway.
32. What day of the week is garbage day on your street?
I always forget the exact day; it’s either Tuesday or Wednesday.
33. What is something new you learned today?
That it’s possible to complete Dark Souls without ever levelling up.
34. Do you need a haircut?
Not a full haircut, but I do need a trim. It’s been about six months since my last one and my split ends are insane.
35. Can you say the alphabet backwards?
If I try, yeah.
36. When was the last time you ate popcorn?
Too long ago! Probably during a D&D session.
37. Do you like eating out at restaurants?
Cheap restaurants. The more expensive they get, the less I enjoy the atmosphere.
38. Is your name common?
My first and middle names are semi-common, and my surname is very rare, at least in australia.
39. Do you look older or younger than your actual age?
Before I transitioned, I was mistaken for up to ten years older. Now that I’ve transitioned, always younger.
40. Were you ever a Pokemon fan?
Yus!
41. If you could get rid of one season, which one would you choose?
Of which show?
42. Have you ever performed in front of a large group?
A couple of times, yeah.
43. Are you hungry right now?
Nah, I just ate.
44. Have you ever had the chicken pox?
Nope. I should probably get vaccinated.
44. How often do you do laundry?
About once a week.
45. Do you know anyone who snores?
I do. It sucks, cause I used to not snore at all. Then randomly, about a year and a half ago, I just started snoring for no reason at all.
46. Would you make a good movie critic?
I think, with some training, I could. I’m good at being analytical and critical of things.
47. What goal are you aiming for this year?
1) Move house in March/April, 2) yisit Dusty in May/June, and 3) build a computer in July when my tax return comes in!
48. What’s the farthest you’ve walked?
In one day? Hard to say, I used to walk a lot but not so much anymore.
49. What does your favourite shirt look like?
My current fave is just a plain black blouse. I like it because it goes with almost everything.
... what? I’m poor, I don’t own much clothing.
50. What made you feel most accomplished in your life so far?
Realising just how many people I’ve surrounded myself with who care about me. Realising that I’m going to be okay.
51. What can’t you afford but wish you could?
BASIC LIVING REQUIREMENTS LIKE DECENT FOOD AND CLOTHING AND STUFF LIKE THAT
Last 10 people in your Facebook messages inbox:
(excluding group chats)
1. Moses
2. Sage
3. Ash
4. Maz
5. Kathryn
6. Maddie
7. Seb
8. Chloe
9. Tammy
10. Ruin
1. How long have you known 1?
Since the day he was born.
2. When did you meet 2?
A few years ago, though we didn’t really talk til Miitomo became a thing.
3. When was the last time you saw 3?
About half an hour ago.
4. Have you and 4 ever gotten into trouble together before?
Oh ho ho, have we ever.
5. How old is 5?
31? I think?
6. Have you ever taken a shower at 6’s house?
Nope, I’ve never been to her place at all.
7. Have you ever taken a dump at 7’s house?
Haha, yeah.
8. Have you ever thought about going out with 8?
Mmmmmmmaybe :3
9. What about 9?
Not going out, but we’ve fooled around together.
10. Would you ever go out with 10 or ask 10 out?
I actually used to want to, but now we’ve settled into a much more satisfying dynamic.
11. What’s the best memory you have had with 1?
No specific ones, but watching him start animating from scratch and achieve great things has been amazing.
12. What’s 2′s lastname?
nooooot my place to spill it on the internet :P
13. Would you ever take a bullet for 3?
Maybe. It’s hard to say without the situation actually happening.
14. What would you do if 4 died?
I’d be pretty fuckin’ sad.
15. What would you do if you found out 5 killed someone that you were related to?
Depends on who it was. I’m not very close to most of my relatives.
16. Would you take care of 6 if they were sick?
Of course, assuming she was close enough to do so.
17. Would you kill 7 if it was the only way for your other friends to survive?
Yep. Sorry dude. If it’s any consolation, I’d say the same for literally everyone else on this list.
18. Has 8 ever cooked for you?
She has not, on account of her living half a world away. But we have promised to cook for each other when we finally meet!
19. How many times have you and 9 fought?
I don’t think we ever have.
20. Have you and 10 ever cried together?
I don’t think at the same time, but we’ve each had times where we cried with the other, yeah.
21. Have you and 1 ever kissed?
Ew. No. He’s my brother.
22. Do you ever dream of 2?
They’ve been in my dreams once or twice before.
23. Is 3 a boy?
Nope.
24. Does 4 have any kids?
Noooope.
25. Do you want to marry 5?
Nah, I don’t think we’re really suited for that.
26. How did you meet 1?
it all started when my mother gave birth to him
27. What was your first impression of 2?
meme master
28. Would you ever date 3?
I currently am dating 3!
29. Are 4 and 5 friends?
They have never met.
30. Who is 6 going out with?
Nobody at all.
31. Is 7 a boy or girl?
It feels weird calling him a “boy”. He is a man.
32. What would you think if 8 became your stepbrother/sister?
I would wonder how the fuck her parents 1) met mine, and 2) didn’t despise each other
33. Is #9 a dork?
Of course, and I love that about her.
34. What is a random fact about #10?
They make incredibly tasty vanilla custard.
35. Who does #1 have a crush on?
Probably his girlfriend
36. Does #2 have any stalkers?
Alas, I think they do, though hopefully they’ve all fallen away by now
37. If #3 said they were in love with you, what would you say?
I would say it back to them, and we would kiss, because it is already common knowledge that this is a thing.
38. Is #4 hot?
My sister is an incredibly gorgeous lass and anyone she fell for would be very lucky to be with her ^_^
39. Who is #5 best friends with?
Her sister, I think.
40. Does #6 have good fashion sense?
I don’t think she tries to, but she certainly doesn’t look bad or anything. Her hair is excellent for sure.
41. Is #7 single?
He is not! He started dating a lovely lady recently, which was delightful to hear. Hopefully I get to meet her in a couple of weeks.
42. Would #8 and #9 make a cute couple?
Ahahaha, I think they’d drive each other up the wall.
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3 and 13 for the fanfic end of year ask!
Thank you for asking! These were fun questions (from the ask meme).
3. favorite line/scene you wrote this year
This is most likely a bit too long, but here’s a sneak peek into one of my unpublished stories:
The silence dragged on, and then, Kaoru couldn’t take it anymore. “You should go to her. Right now.”
“No.”
Kaoru raised her brow in disbelief. “Why not? Kenshin was really upset, she needs you. Are you really going to let suffer alone?”
“Kenshin’s tougher than she looks.” Hiko said dismissively. “She knows the name of my hotel. If she gets in trouble, she can find me and I’ll rain hell on anyone who tries hurt her. But not before she asks me to.”
“That’s…” Kaoru bit her lip, tempted to say something she knew she’d regret. Suddenly, she didn’t wonder at all why Hiko had had troubles raising a child. “Then, at least tell me where I can find her. Please. I need to go to her and apologize.”
“No.”
Kaoru growled, clenching her hands into fists. “And pray tell, why not?”
Hiko huffed. “You can lead a horse to water, but you can’t make it drink. Trust me, kid – I have tried. No, Kenshin is the sort of self-sacrificial idiot who will never step out of the miserable little life she had made herself, if not by her own choice. She’s difficult like that. She’ll run and run, until she decides not to.”
“But surely I can talk to her? Try to help her?” Kaoru said, trying to make any sense of Hiko’s arcane musings.
Hiko scoffed, shook his head – and then the bastard decided to start walking down the stairs. “’til later,” he called out loud and lifted up his hand if farewell, holding up a bottle of-
“Son of a bitch-” Kaoru gaped, unable to believe what her eyes were telling her. Had Lord Seijuurou grabbed a whole bottle of their most expensive champagne? Really? “How wasted are you?”
“Not even nearly enough.” Lord Seijuurou declared without turning around. “I’d recommend you to do the same. It passes the time.”
Kaoru stared – that, that bastard! “You seriously aren’t going to give me even a hint where to find her?”
“I’d rather watch you sweat for it. After all, what a man has to fight for, he will always appreciate more than a price neatly handed to him.”
“What?” Kaoru stated, oddly furious. “Women aren’t things.”
“Yet, the principle still stands.” Lord Seijuuro turned around, and pointed his bottle toward Kaoru. “Besides, you have everything you need to find her yourself, don’t you?”
13. favorite writing song/artist/album of this year
I rarely listen to music while writing, but here’s the song that I often listen to when I am editing:
The Modern Quest - Mario Lucian Andreano
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