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Narfi

☆ The Baby Fever AU ☆

Loki x fem!Reader

Summary: You're going into labour - unexpectedly. The problem? It's way too early and Loki isn't home...

Warnings: pregnancy things, birth, pain, swear words? angst, panic attacks, tooth rotting fluff

Word Count: 5k (Whoopsies 👀)

a/n: Yaaaay! It's time for y'all to finally meet Narfi! 🥳 Ella is a big sister now! 🥰 I decided to wrote things slightly... 'different'. You'll see. I hope you like it! I tried my best! ☺️

Sidenote: I'm not a pregnancy/birthing expert, so... 😅🙈

Tagging: @km-ffluv @lokisgoodgirl @eleniblue @vbecker10 @loz-3 @jennyggggrrr @lokisninerealms @peaches1958 @multifandom-worlds @fictive-sl0th @loki-laufeyson-1054 @lovingchoices14 @simping-for-marvel @stupidthoughtsinwriting @lou12346789 @kimanne723 @coldnique @lady-rose-moon @mostclevermiss @aagn360 @acefeather2002 @iamlokisgloriouspurpose

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The day had started quite normal. Well... As normal as a day could start with being a little over six months pregnant. You had gotten up quite early to prepare breakfast and say goodbye to your husband, since he left for a mission quite early. Seven in the morning, to be precise, so you got up at six, in order to surprise him with your self-made pancakes. No, you didn't do that for Loki before every mission, but you did it today, since he had to go with Tony - about which he was everything but amused. He had been grumpy all day yesterday after getting to know that. But well... The mission had to be done and Tony was the only one available together with Loki. Though, it wasn't just that. Loki didn't like to leave you alone, now that you reached the seventh month. Sure, you weren't close to birth yet, but nevertheless... It didn't sit right with him. He didn't have a good feeling about it.

Just when you flipped the first pancake in the pan, the door to the kitchen got quietly opened and closed again. "Darling? What in all the nine realms are you doing here?" You knew that he would protest, seeing you up this early. You didn't care, though. You were pregnant not sick. "Preparing a delicious breakfast for my husband," you announced, turning around to face him with a smile. "Since he has to go on a mission with the mean and annoying man of steel." Loki sighed, shaking his head, "Don't even start..." and stepped closer to you. He was already dressed in his full Asgardian armour – except for his helmet, ready to go. "That's really sweet of you, my queen, but you didn't have to do that. I'd rather have you in bed, resting and growing our baby boy." Loki said, cupping your big bump and leaning down to bestow a loving, but sensual kiss upon your lips. You couldn't help but smile in the kiss, lifting both your hands to rest on his leather clad chest. "I know, baby, but I just wanted to do that for you. Wasn't able to sleep anyway for the last two or three ours." The God's expression changed; his face now reflected worry and concern. "Why couldn't you sleep? Is everything alright?" You nodding and rubbed you palms up and down his chest in order to calm him. "Yes, of course, Lokes. I just had a few Braxton Hicks contractions, got kicked by your son a few times and needed to get up to pee two times." Loki nodded, now slightly relieved by your answer, but not entirely. His big hands roamed over your protruding stomach, caressing it gently. "Are you sure, my love?" "Yes, I am." You said, capturing his lips for a quick kiss. "Now sit down and have some pancakes - unless you like 'em burned." Loki rolled his eyes but smiled, causing you to giggle. He gave in in the end, of course and sat down, eating your self-made pancakes. The God couldn't lie... He loved your pancakes and he loved that you surprised him with it. But no matter how much he would love to help you clean up now, wake Ella and bring her to the kindergarten, before spending a lazy morning in bed with you, he had to go... And he absolutely hated it.

"Be safe, okay?" You told him, standing in the door frame of the main door. "Of course, darling. Don't worry about me." Loki wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you as close to him as possible. "You two be safe, yes?" He said, nodding at your belly and you. "Yes." "Good. Take it easy and rest. I'll be back in two days." You nodded, standing on your tiptoes to kiss him one last time. "I'm going to miss you, Lokes..." "I'm going to miss you and my princess and prince as well." You smiled at him, squeezing his thick leather clad shoulders. "Don't annoy Tony so much, yeah?" You said, teasing him slightly and knowing exactly that this would never even happen in your wildest dream. They were going to annoy the hell out of each other... "I'm afraid I can't promise you that, my love." Loki chuckled, winking; before he turned to leave.

After saying thoroughly goodbye to Loki, you cleaned up the kitchen, woke up Ella and got her ready for kindergarten, before bringing her there, of course.

While your daughter was away, you cleaned up the house a bit and did some laundry. Much to your dismiss, you had to take a lot of breaks, due to quite a lot Braxton Hicks contractions. At some point, it even really started to annoy you. It hadn't been that bad with Ella...

Hours ticked by and the Braxton Hicks didn't get better. Rather worse. So, you tried to lay down and sleep, give your body some rest. At first, that was perfectly fine - until you woke up again, with a sticky feeling between your legs. Rubbing your eyes tiredly, your brain needed a moment to catch up. Frowning, you shifted, feeling like you've gotten your period - what was impossible. What in all the nine- Oh no... That was the moment in which your brain had finally caught up, sending a shockwave through your whole body. Within seconds, you sat up and threw the blanket aside. On your sleep shorts was a wet patch - and no, you didn't pee yourself. Your eyes widened at that sight, heart hammering against your chest. Your water broke. Your fucking water broke. That couldn't be. It was way too early. You were not even seven entire months pregnant. "Oh no, no, no..." Panic started to course through your system, as you got up and made your way as fast as possible into the bathroom. It was true. Your water broke. The Braxton Hicks contractions weren't Braxton Hicks... They were real contractions. Not knowing what to do or how to react, you did the only thing your panicking brain could think of... Calling your husband. Grabbing your phone, you quickly tapped on his contact in order to call him; praying to the Gods that he was able to accept your call while flying on the Quinjet. To your sheer relief, he could. "Darling? Everything al-" You didn't even let him finish his sentence. You couldn't. You were way too afraid and panicky. "M-My water broke, Loki." There was silence on the other end of the line for a moment. "I beg you pardon, w-what?" "My water broke. I-I'm in labour." You said, swallowing hard as you felt the tears coming up in your eyes. "I-It's way too early, Loki! I-I shouldn't be in labour now! I'm not even halfway through the seventh month! I-I don't know what is going on! I-I'm afraid! Loki, what do I do now?!" You sobbed, rambling. "Okay, okay, darling. First, take a deep breath please, then tell me exactly what happened." "O-Okay." You did what your husband said, took a deep breath. "I-I had contractions all morning. I-I thought they were just Braxton Hicks, but they weren't. I decided t-to lay down, have some rest, a-and now I woke up and my... my water was broken. I-I'm in- Ughhh..." Another contraction caused you to cut off your own sentence. "L-Labour... I-I'm in labour."

On the Quinjet, Loki literally froze to the ground in pure shock. Your water broke?! You were in labour?! How could that be? It was way too early and- Oh no... His eyes widened at the realisation which dawned suddenly on him. It was too early - for a normal pregnancy, but... not for a Jotun pregnancy. His blood froze in his veins. Seemed like that baby inherited way more of his Jotun genes than he anticipated. Than everybody anticipated. Not even the healers on Asgard saw that coming...

"L-Loki?" Your weaky, shaky voice snapped him immediately back into reality. "I'm sorry, darling, I'm right here. Listen... Normal pregnancies last for about nine to ten months, but Jotun pregnancies last about seven, which means..." "Oh gods... O-Our baby is a Jotun?" Your voice was filled with so much fear. "Not entirely, I think. But my Jotun genes are strong, I'm afraid. I'm so sorry, my love. If I would've known, I-" "No..." You interrupted him on an instant. "Don't blame yourself, please. I-I think I'm ready to give birth, it's just... so sudden, I..." You took a deep breath, feeling the next contraction creep up on you. "I just want our baby to be okay. I-I couldn't stand if something would happen to him. Y-You said he's presumably not entirely Jotun, so what if it's still too early? What if he's not ready to survive outside my womb yet? O-Oh gods..." Another wave of panic rolled through you, causing you to stumble back slightly. "Y/N, love, hey... Listen to me. This won't happen, okay? Everything is going to be alright. You will be alright and our baby as well. Don't panic, please. This is not good for either of you." You nodded, more so to yourself to persuade yourself that he was right. "O-Okay.... Okay. I-I'm going to call Heimdall, so that he can open the Bifrost for m-" "No!" Your husband interjected immediately, voice filled with fear and worry. "W-What?" You were confused now. "You can't do that. I-It's not safe. Travelling with the Bifrost while being pregnant - no problem at all. Travelling with the Bifrost while being in labour - dangerous. It could harm the baby. You can't go to Asgard, my love. It's too late. You need to have our baby here, on Midgard."

That didn't help your anxiety either. Not at all. You were prepared to give birth on Asgard, just like you did with Ella. It was way safer, given the fact that the healers knew what they were dealing with. Your babies weren't just normal babies after all. Certainly not your son. He was a Frost Giant. How on earth would be human doctors able to deal with that? "Ohhh no, no, no, no... I can't do this, Loki. I can't do this here, without the healers!" You could swear, you never felt so much fear in your life than in that moment. "Love, please... I need you to stay calm. I know this isn't easy, but hyperventilation is going to make it worse. Please, my queen, please." "A-And what do I do now?" You cried, unable to hold back the tears anymore. Loki's heart ached, knowing that he should be with you right now and not on a damn Quinjet, heading for Sacramento. "You are going to call an ambulance and make sure you're under medical supervision, okay?" "O-Okay." "I'll look after the rest and try to come back home as fast as possible. Call me, if you need me, yes?" "Y-Yes." "Good. I love you. We're going to make this, I promise." Loki hated to hang up now, but he had to. The God needed to make sure that this Quinjet was no longer heading away from you, but back to you. So, he headed for the cockpit, where Tony was.

The billionaire said casually in his chair, working on new blueprints for an even better suit. The Quinjet was on autopilot. "Stark!" Loki bellowed. "We need to turn around and fly back!" An exaggerated sigh could be heard from Tony, before he swiftly turned around in the chair. "No, absolutely not, Reindeer Games." "It's urgent, Stark. An emergency!" Another annoyed sigh from Tony. "I know you don't like to be on this mission with me - what goes both ways. I don't like spending time with you either, but this mission is impor-" The man didn't get any further. Loki, which had clearly lost his patience with the billionaire already, grabbed him the lapels of his sweatshirt, pulled him roughly out of his chair and pinned him with a thud against the nearby metal wall. Tony was way too perplexed to fight back. Not that he would stand a chance against the God. Without his suit, he was nothing more than a normal man. That was what Loki thought at least. "This idiotic mission is not even in the slightest important to me. My family is important to me. I tell you there's an emergency and you just keep on mocking me?" Loki snarled; a dark chuckle leaving his lips. "Big mistake - and you should know that, Stark. I have to go back to my wife and unborn baby. Y/N went into labour way too early. I don't care about rescuing cats from trees. All I care about right now is the safety and health of my wife and child." He tightened his grip a bit, while Tony just stared at him like paralyzed. "Now turn this Quinjet around, Stark or you are going to wish you had taken my brother on this mission instead of me." Tony blinked; the words reaching his brilliant brain. Immediately, the usually so quick-witted man lifted his hands in awe. He didn't know. How could he know? "Okay, Reindeer Games, okay! I surrender! Just... Let me down." With another angry snarl, Loki let go of Tony - who went to the control board on an instant and changed the destination of the autopilot again. The God witnessed it, gave the man another intense look, before he turned to leave. "Idiot... He could've just said that this was about Y/N instead of threatening me..." Tony muttered under his breath, unable to hear for Loki, as he sat back down on the chair. "Don't fret, my love. I'm coming." Loki mumbled, staring out of the small window. His heart was aching for his wife. He should have never left. He just should've stayed.

You couldn't remember much. Calling an ambulance and riding with them towards the hospital was one of those things.

"Okay, ma'am can you walk?" One of the friendly paramedics asked. A man with ash blonde hair and a lip piercing. You nodded, steadying yourself at the hallway wand. "I-I think so, yes." "Alright. We will steady you." Together with the two paramedics, you made your way down the elevator and hallways of the Avengers compound. It was quiet. Nobody was home. Except you. It was a rare thing to happen, but it did happen. Unfortunately, right on that day. "How far apart are your contractions now? Can you tell that?" The woman with a ponytail asked. "I-I, um... Uh..." You were still shaken up. Loki's words managed to calm you, yes, but only to a certain extent. "I think about an hour apart now." "Okay, and your water broke?" "Y-Yes." You reached the ambulance after a fifteen-minute slow walk, the paramedics helping you inside. "And how far are you exactly?" Asked the man. You swallowed. "Twenty-five weeks." The man and woman's eyes widened, shock written all over their face, causing you to quickly add some more information. "B-But, uh this-" You started, but help your breath as another contraction rolled over you. The pain causing you to bend over, gritting your teeth. The grip of both the man and woman tightened, in order to keep you steady. After taking a few deep, deep breaths, you continued. "This isn't a n-normal pregnancy... M-My husband isn't from, u-um here. He's uh, halfway Asgardian and Jotun, a-and this baby has a lot o-of Jotun genes apparently. T-That's why our son's coming earlier." Your gaze met both their eyes, which reflected still shock, but also disbelief. They clearly needed a moment to get along. Blinking, the man nodded. "O-Okay, um. We just get you to the hospital first. Then we'll see." Said and done. About fifteen minutes later, you were in the hospital - and from that point on, everything went a bit blurry. Your heart was beating fast against your chest, as the car came to an halt. You weren't ready for this. You weren't. No matter if this baby was actually ready to be born, it was still too early. Even for the Jotun pregnancy - as you realized a few minutes ago. This caused a fresh wave of angst and panic course through your system, making your hands shake. So many thoughts were cursing through your mind. What if the baby wasn't going to survive this? Loki wasn't here. What if he couldn't make it back in time? You needed him. You couldn't bring this baby into this world without him, could you? And with that not enough... A contraction like you never had before rolled over your body, causing you almost to black out from the amount of pain. Panting hard, you suddenly felt something else within your body. "I-I-I need to push. I-I, oh gods. I need to p-push." You stammered out, shocking the paramedics again. "Ma'am, are you sure? You just told us your contractions were about an hour apart." "I-I know, but- ahhhh." You couldn't resist this urge any longer. You had to. "Okay, quick, get her inside. We need to check on her!" The woman said, quickly helping the man to get you inside the hospital.

This didn't help your anxiety as well. Quite the opposite. It became even worse. So bad, that you couldn't fight it anymore. It started to cloud your mind; invading your brain. You halfway passed out on the way, but everything was a blur; constantly switching between consciousness and unconsciousness. Bright light, some strange voices saying words you couldn't make out - and the faint cry of a baby was all you could remember.

The Quinjet had been going as fast as possible - and yet it took Tony and Loki almost three hours to get back to the Avengers compound. Without even saying a single word to Tony, Loki stormed out of the Quinjet the moment it touched the ground. You and his son were everything he could think about right now. There was nothing more important to the God in all the nine realms - except Ella and probably his oaf of a brother. So, he made his way straight to the hospital, stormed through the doors and headed immediately to the maternity ward. Good thing that he was here before, when little Morgan was born not so long ago. It helped him now to remember the way.

With quick steps approached Loki the first nurse he saw in that big, white hallway... A man with very short, pink hair.

"Excuse me, would you please lead me to my wife? Y/N Y/L/N. She must be here." The nurse stopped in his movements, turned to face Loki, eyes widening slightly. You could tell that the man was quite a bit shocked at what his eyes saw. And maybe he wasn't taking Loki seriously. "I, um... I'm sorry, Sir, but I'm afraid I can't." The God frowned. "What? Why not? I demand to see my wife!" The male nurse shook his head. "I'm sorry, Sir. I can't allow a stranger to go-" "I'm not a stranger! I'm the husband and father of the child my wife is currently bringing into this world!" The God balled his hands to fists, clearly angered now. But the nurse didn't budge. "I understand your worry and concern, but I am not allowed to, Sir, until I have this checked." Loki sighed. Probably it wasn't a good idea to literally storm into this hospital, still dressed in full Asgardian armour and armed to the teeth... Loki was sure he was going to hear from Fury about this - and Steve. But what was he supposed to do? That was Y/N - and his unborn baby! A deep breath left Loki's lips as he turned around and took a few steps away from the nurse. With a snap of his fingers, a green shimmer enveloped his body, changing his armour into a hoodie, black jeans and a pair of sneakers. Then he turned to face the man again, who stood open-mouthed across from him, clearly shocked and surprised at what he just witnessed. "Please. I'm begging you. I just want to see my wife and child." If his son wasn't born already - what Loki didn't hope... He was never one to beg. Never. But this situation, with him not knowing how you and the baby were doing, had him on his knees. At Loki's pleading look, the nurse gave in. "Alright, Sir. I'll have a look. What's your wife's name again?" "Y/N Y/L/N." "And you are...?" "Loki Laufeyson." "Okay. I'll be right back." Loki nodded, being very relieved. "Thank you."

About five minutes later, the man came back - with a woman in tow, which definitely looked like a doctor. The God felt how his heart sped up. Was this a good sign or a bad sign? He didn't know. "Mr. Laufeyson?" The doctor approached him. "Yes. My wife is she...?" "She is alright." Relief washed over Loki. "Thank the norns... A-And the baby?" "Alright as well." Loki swallowed. "S-So he's already born?" The woman nodded, giving him an apologetic smile. "He is." His shoulders slumped, sadness overcoming him like a big shadow. "I missed the birth of my son..." He mumbled under his breath, nevertheless loud enough for the doctor to hear. "I'm sorry, Mr. Laufeyson, but the little man couldn't wait for his dad to arrive." Another nod from the God. "How did the birth go? Without complications, I hope?" "Yes. It was a natural birth, although your wife went through a lot of stress and panic attacks. During the birth she was constantly slipping in and out of consciousness." Loki's eyes widened at that. Oh norns... Apparently, you had been so afraid of the sudden situation you were thrown in. Fear of giving birth. Fear of giving birth too early. Fear of the baby's health. And he couldn't be there. No, he sat on a fucking Quinjet towards Sacramento with Tony Stark. Great. "Can I see them, please?" "Of course. Want to pick up your son first?" Loki's heart sped up at the thought of seeing and holding his son for the very first time. "Yes, please." "Follow me."

The doctor led Loki down the hall and around the corner into another hallway, until they came to an halt in front of a big door with two window panes in the middle. "This is our newborn nursery. Before you can enter this room, you have to change." She handed Loki a blue hygiene coat, who quickly put it on. "Ready to meet your son?" The God nodded, almost impatiently.

The woman then led him through the newborn nursery, in which countless cribs stood. Some empty, some with a baby inside. Loki was pretty sure that he had never seen so many babies in one room in his life before. His eyes travelled from one to the other, as the doctor was leading him through the big room.

"There we are." She announced then, stopping in front of one of the cribs. "Meet your son, Mr. Laufeyson." Loki wasn't able to see much yet, but what he saw, was a tiny, blue hand peeking out of the crib. Like Ella, was his son born in his Jotun form - as it seemed. The God's eyes widened slightly, before they searched for Dr. Martin's - as he could read on the little name plate; his brain already working fast to come up with an explanation. Sure, they didn't see a blue baby every day... Just as he wanted to open his mouth, Dr. Martin spoke up. "Your wife told us." She said, smiling softly. He blinked, was a bit taken aback. A blue baby... And nobody lost it? The doctor seemed to read the confusion on Loki's face. "Your baby boy isn't the first special baby we had here." She explained further, before she turned on her heels to leave. "I give you a few minutes of alone time with your son now. I think after that we can take him to his mama." Loki was still in some kind of shock, unable to say a word and just watched the friendly and understanding doctor leave - until a soft, but demanding whine ripped him out of his trance; causing his stomach to flip. The God's head snapped immediately direction crib. Cautiously, he approached the little bed, taking the first look on his newborn son. The little boy was wrapped up in a light blue teddy bear babygrow. Little legs pulled up against his belly; tiny hands balled into fists. His eyes were still closed, but his face was contorted, as another soft whine left his pouty lips. A tuft of black hair was on his head. Loki wasn't able to see a lot of his skin, but as he could tell from afar, it was blue. Familiar marks and ridges adorned his son's face and head. Loki's heart did another somersault, as it fell hopelessly in love with the baby boy. He was beautiful. Just absolutely beautiful - and he was his.

"Hello, little man." Loki spoke in a soft, hushed tone. As soon as his voice urged to the baby's ears, his tiny face seemed to relax; clearly feeling and hearing that his father was close. Without hesitation, Loki reached inside the crib and took the baby carefully up in his arms. "Welcome to this world, Narfi." He managed to choke out, before his emotions got stuck in his throat and a few tears escaped the corners of his eyes. He was blessed with becoming a father again... It was hard to grasp for Loki. He needed a few moments to realise it; feeling pure love and proudness course through his veins. It eased the pain and sadness of missing Narfi's birth a bit. He was here now - and he would not leave his or your side again. "I am so sorry I missed the moment you saw the light of the day, but I am here now, my little prince. Daddy's here now." Loki enjoyed the first precious moments he spent with Narfi, holding him close and letting him feel all his love. One thing was missing though... A thing he did with Ella as well. A thing he would make sure to catch up on later, as soon as he was alone with you and his son.

You blinked your eyes open, adjusting to the sunlight, which flooded the room. The first thing you noticed was the white ceiling above you. You tried to remember what had happened. Your memory was blurry. All you could think of was calling Loki in a panic, telling him you were in labour. You remembered his words and that you called an ambulance, just like he said. You remembered riding with them towards the hospital, but after that it became a haze. "Y/N?" A voice called suddenly out to you. "Love, are you awake?" A familiar voice. Loki. You turned your head in the direction where his voice came from; gaze landing on your husband, who sat beside your bed on a chair, shirtless, skin tinged in blue - and with a small bundle resting against his bare chest, causing your eyes to widen. Loki wore a smile, gentle ruby eyes looking at you. "Hey, my love." He whispered, reaching out his hand for you to take - which you did. "Would you like to meet our son? I think he's very eager to meet his mama." A wave of emotions and feelings over rolled you. You had given birth? How could it be that you couldn't remember? "I-I-I yes, oh gods, Loki... I-I-" "Shhhh, everything is alright." He hushed and reassured you immediately, giving your hand a squeeze, before handing Narfi over to you. You took your newborn son into your arms with shaky hands. This moment seemed so surreal, and yet it was happening right in front of your eyes. "H-Hi, my little prince." You whispered, feeling the tears pooling in your eyes. At your voice Narfi opened his eyes, his father's beautiful matching ruby eyes looking up at you. "Hi... I'm your mama." The baby just stared at you with big eyes, cuddling closer to you. You couldn't help but smile, feeling the tears fall now. A thing you immediately notice was, that - unlike Ella, Narfi stayed in his Jotun form and didn't shapeshift. Perhaps he needed a bit longer for that - which wasn't a bad thing, of course. "What happened?" You asked then. Loki was more than willing to explain everything to you, from the very start.

"How are you feeling now, love?" Your husband asked in the end, after having a long conversation with you. "Tired and exhausted, but I-I- Norns, Lokes, I'm so sorry you missed the birth... I-I should've called you earlier o-or-" "Hey, it's okay, darling." He interrupted you, leaning forward to place a lingering kiss on your forehead. "Please don't blame yourself for this. If anything, I am the one to blame, because I wasn't here earlier. But I am here now - and that is what counts." You gave him a soft, but still slightly saddened smile. "Does Ella know?" Loki nodded. "I called Jane, explained everything to her. She agreed to pick Ella up from kindergarten and to tell her." You smiled, thinking of how excited your daughter must be. "I can't wait for her to meet her baby brother." Loki chuckled, placing a big hand on Narfi's back. "Me neither. But for now, you have to rest, my love. I'm right here." He said, learning down to kiss you leisurely, before he rested his forehead against yours. "I love you so much, my queen... And my little princess and littlest prince as well. Thank you for gifting me the wonderful life I never thought I deserved."

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[TEASER] finger trapped (ripped to its seams) ➵ ji changmin

ji changmin x reader

with an unexpected reunion, you and changmin relive the memories of cheongju—and confront what could’ve been between you two.

inspired by ➵ "seasons" by wave to earth, the last five years

general genre/warnings ➵ friends to almost lovers, angst, fluff, the last five years story-telling method aka present will be told going backwards while past will be told moving forward (i hope that makes sense), missed chances, unexpected reunion, keeping secrets & lying, hurt/comfort, jealousy remains but love triumphs, tiger parents, journalist reader (u kno i had to do it), reader is a nerd and changmin is a student-athlete, kms jokes from jongseob (all /lh), finger traps aren’t efficient after all

word count ➵ est. 10-15k

playlist ➵ end of beginning by djo // high school in jakarta by niki // i know it won't work by gracie abrams // no big deal (i love you) by dodie // keeping tabs by niki // no one knows by stephen sanchez & laufey // so what now by renee rapp // i wish i hated you by ariana grande // the 1 by taylor swift // seasons by wave to earth

a/n ➵ shhhhhhh.... i know that i'm still writing this but a lil motivation and accountability goes a long way SOOO !!! this is just a lil teaser for the upcoming jichang fic for the deoboyznet event <33 thank you again to my lovely @hcuyk for beta reading !!! (i've only written 1/4 please understand.) but i'm dedicating this to my lovely @sungbeam whose love for changmin is one i'll forever feel even to my ribs and @wavesmp3 who forever remains an inspiration in the way i write </3 plus, i've posted these snippets anyway so :P if ure interested in this fic, feel free to ask to be part of the taglist for this! and dont forget to always leave feedback <3

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it’s a late night on a tuesday, about to be a midnight wednesday, and you’re in a convenience store as you scout for your dinner. all hauled up in the newsroom, the idea of ordering food during a time where restaurants would still be open slipped your mind. now, you’re left to scan through the same options you’ve eaten for the past years since you started living in seoul.

the convenience clerks are familiar with you, both kim jongseob and kim jiwoo. with your constant late-night meals at the store, you’d talk to whichever one had a shift. jongseob is saving up to upgrade his setup at home to record more music. with all the stories he shares about his time in underground rap battles along with the short verses he’s performed for you, you’re positive that he’ll get signed to a label soon. as for jiwoo, this is one of the many jobs she has in order to save enough money for fashion school. you’ve seen her sketches and outfits she’s put together and you’re hoping that she’ll get accepted.

a sigh leaves you. you didn’t have a problem with eating the food here but you were craving for something new in your life in seoul. the perpetual cycle of eating takeout food and unconsciously skipping meals for work needed to be disrupted just for a moment. but you weren’t seeking michelin-star food—all you wanted was home cooked, something from home.

the spice of tteokbokki, the burn of freshly fried hotteok, and the sweetness of homemade peach iced tea—mr. kim’s convenience store had it all.

your tastebuds long for cheongju.

“planning to beat your record of spending 23 minutes on deciding what to get?”

you roll your eyes before looking to your right, seeing jongseob stocking up the drinks in the fridge. “i hate you.”

“what? i’m just saying, you’re taking a lot longer to decide today.” he chuckles before placing the last bottle of sweetened probiotic milk in the fridge. “none of the options look good to you?”

“sort of,” you hum before you scan through the aisle of packaged meals. “i think i’m craving for something different.”

“i get it. the food here can get boring, which is why i’m planning to order pizza if you want to split the costs.”

your eyebrows shoot up at jongseob’s suggestion. “really? you’d share pizza with me?”

“yeah, as long as you pay for your share.” he shoots you a smile before grabbing on a trolley carrying empty boxes. “unless… you want to pay for the whole thing.”

you bite back a smile as you shake your head. you should’ve known the guy would ask you to buy him food, but you knew that he needed the money and you at least had a stable income to keep you comfortable. “fine,” jongseob’s smile grows as you fish out your wallet from your pocket and pull out a couple of bills. “just order enough for us two.”

“of course,” he says as soon as you hand him some money. “i’ll make sure to order the most expensive thing on the menu.”

you scoff at his joke. ��just make sure to treat me to something.”

the bell by the door chimes. “sorry, can’t hear you over that! need to attend to a customer!” jongseob quickly runs away from you while dragging the trolley. that little shit just knew how to press your buttons, but you love the kid, anyway.

still, you stand in the middle of the mart and your heart longs for home.

then, you shut your eyes, and you’re transported back in front of the familiar aisle filled with bags of potato chips and sweet corn. the noisy fan along with the soft sounds of mr. kim’s korean drama fills your ears. a mix of yellow and orange hues paint every corner of the mart, including you—and you’re not alone.

your best friend stands on your right, wearing the unbuttoned school uniform polo over a tank top along with jogging pants. he’s lost in thought as he scans through the options of snacks you two can have for today’s afternoon. he starts to giggle to himself, probably from a silly thought he’ll share with you in the next second or a memory involving you, and the dips in his cheeks appear—your heart thumps in your ears.

and just like how quickly you were transported back to cheongju, your surroundings transformed into the cool-lit convenience store found in seoul. all you have left is the image of him bathed in the sunlight.

but he fades away like the ink on old receipts, never gone, because the glowing image of him warps into a different version who stands next to you in the cold mart. he’s grown a few inches taller and his hair doesn’t get in the way of his line of sight. while he wears a green sweater, you notice that he’s gained some muscles. his eyes scan through the aisle behind you filled with different brands of instant ramen.

but he bites the inside of his cheek, and his dimples appear.

it’s a tornado that brews within you, enough to uproot trees and displace buildings, all because of an unexpected reunion with changmin. why did the universe decide to bring two ex-best friends on a random tuesday night? what brings him to the convenience store at the same time you’re there? and why did it have to happen a day before the interview?

you weren’t going to commit the same mistake; keep your eyes off of him and make your way out of the store. it didn’t matter if you had an empty, growling stomach, or gave free money to jongseob. you need to leave without the distant, familiar face noticing.

your feet act fast, and you're almost certain that might’ve caught his attention, but it didn’t matter as you see jongseob standing behind the cashier with his phone out. “i just ordered the pizza. it should arrive in about… 20 to 30 minutes.”

“yeah, about that…”

“don’t tell me you’re taking your money back.”

at the sight of jongseob’s pout, you roll your eyes. “no, keep it. i just—i need to go.”

“what? why?”

you peek behind you. it seems like he didn’t recognize you, after all. “i’ve got… work!”

“but don’t you only have your interview with the bo—”

“hey!” your fingers snap at him. “you cannot—i mean, you just… just take the goddamn money.”

“but we’re supposed to share the pizza. you haven’t eaten.”

an exasperated sigh leaves you. “jongseob, just treat me next time. i can eat at home.”

and you’re ready to leave the convenience store, bid farewell to jongseob and a delicious pizza made for two, and never greet or say goodbye to the living fragment of what you last know of cheongju—

“y/n?”

and the plan failed.

when you meet his gaze, you’re able to take in the different version of him. he’s grown so much—it’s such a pain that you weren’t there to witness it. his eyes are a pool of emotions; you can’t identify them.

all it takes is one breath from you. “changmin.”

a beat passes.

“i’m just gonna… go through the storage,” jongseob points his thumb at the back of the mart, “and maybe kill myself afterwards. i don’t know.” before you can protest, he’s already gone. (and he still has your money. that fucker.)

taglist ➵@winterchimez @miusgirl @jenoscafe @sweet-unicorn-world @mosviqu @vernyangel @stealanity @deobi0412 @blue-rainydays @maessseongs

#the boyz x reader #ji changmin x reader #ji changmin angst #ji changmin fluff #the boyz imagines #ji changmin imagines #the boyz scenarios #ji changmin scenarios

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cryptiles · 2 years

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RANDOM TEXTS — PART 1 / PART 2

— details ; brothers x gn! reader ; head-cannon based ; 〘🐙〙 ; obey me m.list ; they/them/you/yours

— summary ; domestic texts between you and the brothers

— requests are open as of 7/9 , match-ups are closed.

— a/n ; since y’all liked the first part so much , i’m feeding y’all with another. this one was kinda unhinged , i kept wanting to use ‘ oh my god ‘ as a reaction but then i remembered theyre demons.

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LUCIFER

“ why does the class size have to be so big , i can’t remember everyones names. 😐 “

“ well , maybe if you stopped texting and instead focus on your work it won’t be that hard. “

“ jeez thanks for believing in me. “

“ anyways i need help , do you know this guy named Willya ? “

“ he’s supposed to hand up some overdue work today. “

“ Willya ? no , i have not. “

“ WILLYA PUT DEEZ NUTS ON YOUR CHIN BITCHHHH “

LUCIFER HAS BLOCKED YOU.

“ damn. “

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MAMMON

“ MC ARE YOU IN ONLINE CLASS ? “

“ NO LMAOO THE STUPID LINK ISNT WORKING. “

“ OI SEND ME THE LINK I LOST IT 💀 “

“ NVM I FOUND IT , I ACCIDENTALLY THREW THE PAPER AWAY. “

“ DUMBASS. “

“ BROO WHY DID DIAVOLO TRY ONLINE CLASSES ? THE TEACHERS ARE OLDER THAN MY GRANDMA , THEY LITERALLY CANT DO SHIT THIS IS SO FUNNY HELPP. “

“ MC ENOUGH. LMAAOAOAOSO “

“ RIGHT HAHAHA LOOK AT STUDENT#1 CAMERA ANGLE , THE FUCK IS THATTT 😃”

“ MAMMON STOP MAKING FUN OF THEM I CANT KEEP GOING OFF CAMERA PRETENDING TO SNEEZE SO I CAN LAUGH. FUCKING HALT. “

“ IM GOING TO YOUR ROOM THIS IS WHOLE THING WAS STUPID AS HELL , WE’RE SHARING YOUR LAPTOP SO SCOOT OVER. “

“ IM BRINGING SNACKS TOO. “

“ AND OUR SHARED BLANKET 😼 “

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LEVIATHAN

“ 😭 “

“ 😭😭 “

“ 😭😭😭 “

“ are you okay ? and why are you crying in numerical order… “

“ i’m not okay mc 😭😭😭😭 “

“ the human world had a pre-order bundle for ‘ insert long anime title ‘ and i missed it because i slept in. “

“ how am i supposed to be okay after that ?! “

“ it had a pc and stuff in it too 😭😭😭😭😭 “

“ i see. “

“ well i’ll let you know that i bought 2 already , one for you and me. “

“ REALLY ? “

“ YOU’RE THE BEST MC THANK YOU 😭😭😭😭😭😭”

“ STOP ADDING ONE MORE CRYING EMOJI EVERYTIME YOU CRY , PLEASE. “

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SATAN

“ SATANN GUESS WHAT “

“ ?? “

“ I FOUND A CAT THAT LOOKS EXACTLY LIKE YOU ITS SO FUCKING CUTE. “

“ ‘ insert cat pic ‘ “

“ ITS JUDGING ME SO BAD ITS MAKING IT CUTER. “

“ MC WHERE ARE YOU AS OF RIGHT NOW. “

“ I HAVE TREATS , TOYS AND EVERYTHING WHERE TF ARE YOU. “

“ UHH TBH IDK I WAS JUST WANDERING AROUND AND I FOUND IT.. “

“ WHAT ?? WHERE ARE YOU ? “

“ IM FUCKING LOST SATAN. IDFK WHERE AM I. “

“ STAY WHERE EVER YOU ARE WITH THE CAT IM COMING TO FIND YOU. “

“ HURRY PLEASE THE CAT IS LOOKING AT ME WEIRD AND ITS WALKING AWAY. “

“ IM MAKING A BAD DECISION AND FOLLOWING IT. “

“ MC , AS MUCH AS I LOVE BOTH YOU AND THE CAT PLEASE DONT FOLLOW IT. “

“ MC ? “

“ FUCK. “

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ASMODEUS

“ bye 15/50 for chemistry , again. “

“ finna kms fr. “

“ mc its alright , half the class did like shit anyways. “

“ yeah but ‘ disliked persons name ‘ beat me , you know how embarrassing that is ? “

“ damn , that is embarrassing. “

“ thanks a lot for the compliment 😐 “

“ wellll at least you didn’t fail chemistry like her , i mean who ever fails that subject has to be hella stupid 🤭 “

“ … “

“ WAIT I MEANT MATH. “

“ NOT CHEMISTRY. “

“ SLIPPED MY MIND IM SORRY MC “

“ WRONG INSULT IT WAS DIRECTED FOR ‘ disliked persons name ‘ “

“ IM SORRYYYY “

“ YOU BITCHH 😾😾”

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BEELZEBUB

“ have you tried mango sago ? “

“ that shits bussinnn “

“ mango sago ?? i never heard of that before , what is it ? “

“ its a chinese dessert ! i’ll make it for you one day 😼 “

“ that’ll be nice mc thank you. “

“ also could you help me open the door ? “

“ i’m carrying food from madam screams , i’m trying not to eat your favourite dessert so please hurry 😭 “

“ i love you beel , AND IM OTW “

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BELPHAGOR

“ ‘ tiktok edit ‘ “

“ broo they’re so fineee and for what 😩🙏”

“ whats that song ? its been on loop in my mind but im too lazy to search it up. “

“ i’ve heard it everywhere but idk the name. “

“ in that case… should i gatekeep 😻 “

“ I WILL BLOCK YOU BITCH “

“ I INTRODUCED YOU TO SO MANY SONGS “

“ IM PRETTY SURE ITS THE OTHER WAY AROUND 🤨 “

“ MY MUSIC TASTE IS IMMACULATE COMPARED TO YOURS “

“ PLEASE ALL YOU LISTEN TO IS TAYLOR SWIFT AND DEPRESSING SONGS “

“ THE BASICS BITCHH 🤌 “

“ STFU THEYRE GOOD “

“ YK WHAT IM GATEKEEPING THAT SONG YOU DONT DESERVE IT “

“ i’ll kill you. “

“ again ? at least make it special “

“ mc please stop-“

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#obey me #obey me x reader #obey me fluff #obey me x you #shall we date obey me #requests are open #obey me x gender neutral reader #obey me x mc #om! lucifer #om! mammon #om! leviathan #om! satan #om! asmodeus #om! beelzebub #om! belphegor

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khodorkovskaya · 1 year

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08.02.23

holy shit you guys, i went to see a medium today and it was insane.

everyone had to sit around in a circle and he would place his hands on the shoulders of every person for five seconds. and then you had a minute long one on one chat with him. here is what he told me:

im hypersensitive. i mean duhh obviously, we been knew. that is my biggest obstacle in life and always has been.

my hyperhidrosis comes from the fact that my liver is too hot. which is interesting bc i never thought about it this way but it makes sense that my liver doesn't function like a regular person's. because i have trouble digesting alcohol and sugar. and that's what the liver does, right? and combined with the fact that im always sweaty and overheating it makes even more sense. he also said that having a hot liver is linked to me being hypersensitive. which idk what he meant by that but why not.

i have scoliosis. which is probably true idk. my body is not super symmetrical and im tall so i know im probably gonna end up with back problems when im older. but compared to my peers who complain about backpain 24/7, i can't relate. my back never hurts and i have quite good posture. so idk about scoliosis. but it wouldn't surprise me bc i remember in kindergarten the nurse told my father that i might have scoliosis and he cussed her out and said that she was stupid and that she made it up. but hey, maybe if he had actually listened to the nurse and taken me to the doctor, i could've known sooner.

i need to take vermifuge ????? like wtf. do i have tapeworms??????

anyway, yeah, it was crazy. he also said i have anxiety and self esteem issues.

but like... im not over the tapeworms thing. if it's true im gonna kms. it sounds terrifying. and my stepdad keeps laughing at me! he's been schadenfreude-ing about it the whole day today! like "ohhh you're gonna have to poop in a jar and a doctor is gonna stick his hand up your butt to pull the worms out". like jesus christ... i wanted to see a medium to ask him for help with my drivers test. and what did i get instead?? "you have tapeworms and scoliosis". fml!

anyway, today i had my last exam of the semester and it was horrible. i have a cold and a fever and it was just not a vibe. i think im gonna complain to the student union because this class was just a joke and it's unfair how the professor can do whatever he pleases.

this night i had a dream about sarajevo and B. and you know, i wish the medium could've pointed that out and helped me get over B. but nooo. fucking tapeworms!

#i have to admit the tapeworms thing is hilarious #like wtf #february

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doublesidedgemini · 2 years

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10/21 - 10/23

snuggled up in bed with my precious pup, watching nightmare on elm street ‘n playing some pok’mon silver to wrap up the week :) I always tell myself I’m going to watch one horror movie every night of October but this is only like my 3rd or 4th horror movie for the whole month 😭

tw after the cut: ed, restriction, cal log, suicidal ideation, bugs/insects

I really hate my life :) and that’s one of the many reasons contributing to my ed spiral. I want to write up a “relapse” post soon but eh. But I fr walk downstairs or come into the house and often the first words out of my mouth are, “I just want to fucking kms.”

My living environment is NOT good. There are so many fucking bugs in the kitchen. The rest of the house is a mess but you don’t know horror until you’ve watched a horde of flies circle around all the left-out food in the kitchen. I want to fucking die. For the record — I am not the one leaving food out lol. No wonder why my eating issues have kicked up again. Who the fuck wants to eat anything when there are bugs flying/crawling all over the place it’s prepared 🤢

Anyway. Cal log:

10/21: 745 cals

10/22: 1,000 cals exactly!

10/23: 875 cals - 424 cals burned at the barn = 451 cals! 🥳

Yesterday, I was happy to weigh myself on my friend’s scale and see I’ve lost 10 lbs in about a month. Today, that’s not good enough. I think it’s reasonable to shoot for losing 15 more by Nov. 1k cals will be my HARD limit, otherwise I’m going to try to stick to 700-800 range and exercise more. I get plenty of exercise with my horse, but I am going to start doing small & easy exercises you can do while WFH.

Side note— my sister saw me heat up a can of soup and go upstairs. She and her husband then ordered food for only themselves 🙄 if they ordered Thai I’m going to be PISSED. On the one hand, I wasn’t tempted to go over my cals so that’s good. I know I just want to be angry because my sister and brother in law piss me off so much. But on the other hand, I think it’s really fucking rude.

Oh, and I’m all out of weed so ofc my rage is building. Lmao. So many things wrong with me and absolutely no energy at all to fix my life. Much easier to just starve myself and hope it one day kills me <3

#gem’s personal ana diary #tw ana vent #tw ana shit #tw ana diary #tw sui ideation #mental health vent #sorry for the long angry sad post lol #if you read all of it we’re besties now sorry you did that to yourself #lol jk I don’t expect anyone to read this #too psycho for my friends on twitter and too psycho for tumblr too somehow #i alienate everyone #goodbye

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nightcall99 · 30 days

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Dreams from 21.4.24

A lot of dreams that I don't remember, most of it was working through the frustration feelings from yesterday. There were other emotions that I can't really put into words, like a claustrophobia from inside of my skin.

In one of them, I was in the toilet stall getting changed but I was taking ages. Not only that but I was on my period and so much blood was coming out and I kept putting on pads but they were soaking through within seconds. The door of the bathroom didn't come down low enough, which meant that people could see that I was putting the pads in the trash can. I felt really self-conscious about it. I was trying to change into a dress. I felt the dread of changing my clothes on top of everything else due to the door gap, as everyone would be able to see my bare legs.

Then there was this other dream where I was in a restaurant eating food and SM was there. But I kept getting this feeling like I shouldn't eat anymore.

In another dream, I was at work (but at the sister store) and it was 5pm, so I asked MN if I could go on my dinner break. I was doing the evening shift and should have gone on my break already, so it was a good thing I remembered. I looked at the time, and thought that being back at 5:40 wasn't too bad. I went outside and got on my sit-down bike-like contraption, like a recumbent I guess, and my first thought was to get some food at an eatery but then the thought disappeared from my mind. I ended up so far away that I was lost and couldn't really recognise anything. Suddenly I was 3-5 km away from work and my break was basically up but I did feel I would get back in time. I recognised various shop fronts that looked like the ones from my irl local viet town (which matches up with the distance apart).

As I was pedalling back, it dawned on me, I thought, Wait a minute, I started work this morning, I started at 9am not at 1pm, I've already had my break today, what am I doing? Why did I bother? MN must have gotten confused and thought I was doing the evening shift even though we've been with each other since the start of the day. It was AL who was working the evening. I don't even know why I was riding my recumbent back to work now when I should just go home. I think I just needed to get it straight. I got back and MN wasn't there anymore, he had gone home. I said to AL, Wait, I shouldn't have even gone on break, it was time for me to go home. She didn't say anything but looked amused.

Then it came to mind that I needed to update her on the fact that I'd caught up with MS (old friend I haven't seen in years) recently ,as I saw his face flashing in my mind. But I barely had anything to say about the catch up because I barely remember it, even though it happened only a few days ago. I don't remember what he and I spoke about. Usually my conversations with MS leave a strong impression but it's like the time we spent together passed by in a blink of an eye and he was never really there. AL didn't really care anyway, so I left.

As I walked out, I realised that I left my recumbent inside but I didn't want to go back in there and retrieve it. It was going to take longer for me to walk all the way home. It was dark now. I grumbled a bit because usually I’d get home so much faster with that contraption but now it would take like half an hour to an hour. I was resigned to it, since it didn't matter if I got home faster. I was just gonna lay there anyway.

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parttimedragonslayer · 5 months

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Day 30 (Day 37) - Complete December 6 2023

Went to the gym for a weights session. Bench, deads and a bunch of dumbbell stuff. Was a pretty short session, probably not the 40 minutes scheduled, but I’m counting it anyway.

Day 31 (Day 38) - Complete December 7 2023

Rest day

Day 32 (Day 39) - Incomplete December 8 2023

Was supposed to run, but it was one of my early start days so there’s no way I was getting up at 5am to run. Planned to run when I got home, but it was raining so I used that as a lame excuse to not go.

Day 32 (Day 40) - Complete December 9 2023

4km non stop! I was pretty sure that I could do it after my previous 3km, but it still seems weird to me that I can now run 4km non stop. I’ve not been able to do that for a long, long time, and last time I could do it, it wasn’t this easy. I’m still going really slow, but I’m not dead by the end and I feel like I could go further.

Day 33 (Day 41) - Complete December 10 2023

Cross training at the gym again today - deadlifts and a lot of dumbbell work. The schedule said 30 mins cross train or 15 minutes run. I ended up doing about an hour of cross training, so I’m thinking that in future I will try and do less weights and a bit of extra running. I’m a little worried about how my feet and knees will go with extra running though, so I’m a little hesitant to increase it over the scheduled runs. I’m going to have to get used to it though, I’m going to be doing a lot more kms in the weeks to come.

Day 34 (Days 42-44) - Incomplete December 11-13 2023

Things got a little rough here. I had a massive binge episode and I spent a lot of time cocooning in bed and I just couldn’t pull myself out of my little depression for three days to get myself to work, let alone to go for a run.

I suppose this was triggered by the one year anniversary of mum’s death. I hadn’t expected to be bothered by it, but in the week or so leading up to it, I did start thinking about it a lot. I think it’s finally starting to sink in that I’m never going to see her again. Living in another country, I don’t think the reality of it has really settled on me, because even if she were still alive I wouldn’t have seen her. I would have called her or texted with her, but even that wouldn’t have been super often. We weren’t that close before I left, she didn’t play a massive role in my life. Generally contact with her was always a hassle, it was emotionally draining. But now, after a year, I think I’m finally starting to miss her.

Day 34 (Day 45) - Complete December 14 2023

This was the second 4km non-stop run. I was a little worried that after 3 days of nothing I might not be able to just step back into where I left off. But it was fine. Started getting a little tired during the last kilometre but was still able to finish strong.

Day 35 (Day 46) - Complete December 15 2023

Another rest day. Thought about skipping it, but the next scheduled day is a 5km non-stop run and I don’t want to do that straight after yesterday's 4km non-stop run. Also it’s a Friday so that means an early start, and it will be dark by the time I get home.

Day 36 (Day 47) - Complete December 16 2023

My first 5km of the program and my first non-stop 5km run for a decade. I made it. I was struggling a bit for the last km, and a lot for the last 500metres, but I made it. I didn’t stop.

I’m might finally be learning to tell when it’s just your brain saying “I don’t like this, let’s stop” and when your body actually needs to stop. When I want to stop I check in with my lungs and see if they are just working hard, or if they are burning or struggling to get enough air. I check in with my calves to see if they are actually hurting, or just tired. Usually I find that I’m just tired and working hard, but not actually hurting, which means that I can keep going.

The last couple of runs I’ve noticed my left knee feeling a bit strange. It’s not hurting, it just feels a little swollen or puffy. It doesn’t look swollen, it’s just the sensation it has, like it’s a little harder to move, perhaps? I’m not really sure how else to explain it. It always feels better after an hour or so, but it’s something I want to keep an eye on.

Day 37 (Day 48) - Complete December 17 2023

Cross training at the gym today. Bench, deads and dumbbell work. I then jumped on the treadmill for a bit as well. It was only for 7 or 8 minutes while I was waiting for Steve to finish up.

Day 38 (Day 49) - Rest day

I feel like I could have skipped this rest day, but I had an unexpected earlier than usual start this morning so that’s enough reason for me to keep the rest day. I think I’m going to swap around some days later in the week to better suit my schedule as well.

#running #runblr #10k training #10k diary

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doctorbea777 · 6 months

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if you would like to be thrown in the trash upside down you can judge me

one: today was the second day of the most important entrance exam in the country, and I didn't take it because I forgot to bring my identity card. That's it. When I got there, people were super ignorant and uneducated, but this was just another day of interacting with public servants.

Anyway, I wasn't sad about it, not for long. Next year will be the year and, well, it wouldn't be this year anyway.

I've already made a list of the things I'll need next year, but I'm really anxious. It's like a silly fear, but it exists and there's no way to ignore it.

about stupid and emotional things: lately I've been missing a specific person a lot. I've been thinking about him all the time and I haven't been able to accept for 11 months that he's just not my friend and that I no longer have him to comfort me or anything. it is unbearably silly to think about him. it makes me a repetitive person, writing and talking about it to my friends. He doesn't deserve all this attention, all these unpublished texts about him on my blog. Today, when I went to Letterboxd, I read a review of his, which he wrote about a film that I didn't even pay attention to, and at the end he wrote that he loves his girlfriend. Because I'm resentful, I remembered when he said he loved two different girls, one who didn't even care about him and the other who didn't care about him either. It's even funny because, in my head, all this love he feels for her is a fear of being alone. because when he met her, around Christmas, I think they were only together a few times and he already asked her to be her girlfriend. I know, I'm not in his head to know, but if it wasn't love, it was despair. or emotion. or passion. everything else. Does every man fall in love with the first girl he sees of her breasts?

anyway,

All I know is that it was cowardly. I was a super private person, but I always gave him my support (and love). ever. I've always done my best as a person for him, and sometimes I wonder what the hell I did wrong to be thrown in the trash upside down. When I hear ABBA's music I always think of him. like Angeleyes or one I don't remember which one or who said I could have been that one. but how could I be that if we live 648 km away?

It's madness after madness.

I just know I'll keep thinking about it. Sometimes I have some envious thoughts, but what should I do? This really makes me angry. what kind of person would want to be thrown in the trash upside down? remain silent? I don't think anyone can judge me for that. Maybe it can, but I promise it's not a bad thing. Above all, even if it makes me sad, etc. I wish infinitely for him to be happy and loved. that he has a family and that he is the great father that I know he has inside him. he has a giant heart. I wish everyone could be friends with him for at least a week. He's one of the guys worth being alive. he is good. It's incredible. I think because of this I will never be able to erase the memory I have of him. Perhaps, until now on 12/11/2023, at 9:19 pm, he is the only one that I really knew how to like. the only one I really loved, I really loved, I loved how Mia loved Sebastian or how Emma loved Dexter. in fact, exactly how Emma loved that bastard. I hope he never finds out about this, it would be even more humiliating than the stupid letter he never responded to.

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holdmytesseract · 4 months

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Yay open requests! :)

Hmmm, I want to see you write a one-shot where the Reader is a travelling actor who comes to Aldwinter to perform for the town with her troupe, and Will Ransom of course becomes romantically fascinated by the reader while she's there. That's all, I'll let you determine how far it goes between them. ^_^

And if I may be selfish, maybe make the Reader a larger-sized redhead (like me) haha

Attraction

Will Ransome x fem!Reader

Summary: When a travelling actor comes to Aldwinter, Will is completely swept off his feet; hit by the arrow of love.

Warnings: mutual pining (sort of)? fluff, lil' bit of suggestive smut - blink and you'll miss it, not exactly a happy end - but there's hope! tell me if I missed something!

Word Count: 2,4k

a/n: Sorry this took me so long, friend! 🥺 I really hope you like this! It's been a while since I lastly wrote for Will, but I tried my best. 🧡

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Will's eyes roamed the quite big crowd of people, as he stepped carefully down the few steps which led to the altar. On a Sunday mass like today, the little chapel Reverend Ransome called his own, was always bustling with people. Something which made the vicar very happy. He gave friendly, confident looks left and right, as he made his way down the aisle and stopped close to the door. It was a tradition for him to personally see off his churchgoer.

After all, they were his sheep - and he was the sheepherder.

Once almost everyone had bid their goodbyes and only a few people were left, Will suddenly recognised another familiar face within the small group of people... And he was the last one to stand up from the pew.

"Dear Sir Ambrose!" Reverend Ransome called out his old friend with a smile. "What takes you to Aldwinter on this rainy Sunday? I haven’t seen you around in months!" Charles laughed and grabbed the hand of his friend; shaking it thoroughly. "Well... I had to go to Essex anyway this weekend. Business trip," he said; winking. "Therefore, I decided to go to mass in Aldwinter and visit my friend!"

"Well, I am delighted to see you, Charles." "So am I."

The two men talked for a bit. About everything and anything, until... "Charles, I know you well... This business trip and the want to visit me can't be the only reason you're here..." Charles laughed up again; clapping his friend on the shoulder. "You indeed know me well, William. These are truly not the only reasons... Let us sit down."

Will let himself guide to a pew by Ambrose, before they sat down beside each other.

"I have something you might be interested in... It concerns the children in school, here in Aldwinter." Will nodded; pricking up his ears at the word 'children'. "I am all ears, Charles."

"Our children came home from school last week - entirely excited and happy, and when my dear wife asked what was going on, they told her about how they had been visited by a wonderful lady and her troupe. They said they told them stories - bible stories, but not only through words... They dressed up and did a play! Like in a theatre! Can you imagine, Will!"

The vicar's eyes went wide in fascination, wonder and excitement. "Charles, that... That is fascinating!" The man beside him nodded. "It truly is. I soke out the lady and her troupe, of course and she would be willing to make a stop in Aldwinter, too - next week! They're heading to Essex anyway. What do you say? I thought it would be great for the children here."

Will smiled and nodded. "Yes, please do so. That would be indeed wonderful." Charles smiled. "Great! I am going to contact the dear lady then and tell her to ask for revered Will Ransome when in Aldwinter.

Aldwinter was a sweet, cosy village. You had to admit that. Sure, it could be cold and rainy - like you heard, but summers here were wonderful.

The warm sun was shining on your face, as you walked together with your troupe towards the tavern Sir Ambrose told you to go and where you could stay during your time in Aldwinter. With curious eyes, you looked around. You had never been here before. You never were long at the same place, after all. As a travelling player, you were one day here and the next day miles away - but you wouldn't want it any other way. It was the life you chose and loved with all your heart.

After the kind woman described the way, you walked the short distance to the church; hoping that you took the right paths. You did. Seeing the elderly, but beautifully crafted building, you smiled and tuck a strand of loose red hair nervously out of your face and cautiously stepped through the wooden doors. There was no one to be seen.

Once you reached said tavern, you told your fellow companions to go and settle, while you would meet the contact person Ambrose arranged for you.

"Excuse me?" You approached the lady in a dress and apron, as she cleaned up some tables in said tavern. At your words, she looked up to face you. "Yes?" You gave her a gentle smile. "I'm looking for reverend Ransome... Do you know where I can find him?" "Sure, miss. You'll most likely find him in the church at this time of the day." "And how do I get to the church? Apologies, I've never been in Aldwinter before." "Oh that's not a problem, miss." The lady smiled and put her rag away; wiping her hands on her apron. "The church is not difficult to find..."

"Apologies, Miss. I was up the stairs; sorting some things. I didn't hear you right away."

"Hello?" You called out; walking down the aisle. "Mr. Ransome?"

Just when you were about to call out again, you heard some rustling coming from another room; probably the backroom and only mere seconds later there were steps. They grew louder and louder, until they revealed the man you had been searching for - or well, told to go to...

... and you had expected a lot, but certainly not that.

Reverend William Ransome sounded to you like you were going to be face to face with an elderly, friendly man with glasses; perhaps in his fifties. You were wrong... Oh so wrong...

You swallowed; were taken aback by the man's beauty. You had never seen a more stunning man than him - and you had seen a lot as an travelling actor...

In front of you stood a tall man in his late thirties, probably early forties. Longer, blonde-brown curls framed his face, which seemed to be carved out of marble. High cheekbones, a sharp jawline, stunning blue eyes and perfectly shaped lips and nose. The beard covering his cheeks, chin and upper lip suited him without a doubt.

Will wore brown cord trousers which were attached to brown braces. Underneath those, was a puffy white shirt covering his upper body - but not entirely. Two buttons were undone; displaying a little bit of his chest and the fine, dark hairs which grew there.

"You must be the famous Miss Y/L/N." Will smiled and stretched out his hand. "Will Ransome. I'm the vicar of this cosy, little town." Still a bit stunned you placed your hand in his. Will brought it up to his lips; bestowing a small kiss upon your knuckles. His lips were so soft and gentle, you almost melted on the spot. His beard tickled your skin; leaving a burning sensation behind - in the best way possible.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Reverend." You smiled; trying to not lose your composure. "I'm Y/N Y/L/N, indeed." The vicar smiled back at you; blue eyes sparkling. "The pleasure is mine."

Will offered you to sit inside his little office, so you could talk about the performance and when you and your fellow companions were ready to perform. You noticed that you got along very well with the man sitting opposite of you. Clearly, you were sharing a great chemistry. He was the sweetest, kindest and most polite man you ever met - and he seemed so enamoured with what you were doing for a living.

A date for the play was quickly settled... Tomorrow morning, as soon as the children finished school.

Will watched your every move; completely fascinated and enthralled. He hung on your every word.

Sure, he was watching all of the fantastic players; performing the story of Moses, but you... You were so special. Whenever you spoke, Will's eyes seemed to light up and he couldn't help the smile on his face.

The vicar didn't know what exactly it was that got him so hooked, but he couldn't deny it...

Was it your talent? Your passion? Your beautiful, kind and determined character? Was it your beauty itself? Perhaps all of it?

Will couldn't point it out.

"I-I wanted to-" Will had to clear his throat. "I wanted to ask, if you'd be interested in a little sightseeing tour through Aldwinter tomorrow?" He gave you a nervous smile. "That is very kind of you, Will, but... We actually don't stay longer than a few days at one place, so..." Will nodded. "I-I understand. But please... Just one more day. I'd like to give something in return for your wonderful work." You bit your lip; weighing your options, but then sighed.

After the show ended and all of the children had left with their parents and Will had bid them goodbye, he cautiously approached the woman he couldn't get off his mind again.

"Miss Y/N?"

His deep, yet smooth voice urged to your ears; causing you to smile as you packed your utensils together. "Yes, Mr. Ransome?" The vicar lifted a hand; "Please... Call me Will." smiling as well. "Will," you repeated - and caused Will's heart to speed up. Hearing you roll off his name from your tongue did something to the man of god.

"Alright. One more day."

The vicar smiled, "Thank you." and helped you to pack your troupes things together.

You watched him help Gabriel - one of your colleagues and couldn't help but smile. You've never met a kinder man in your life and you had to admit that you could not wait to spend the day with him tomorrow, but... Was it really a good idea?

While you spent the next day in Aldwinter, the others decided to go to Essex. Aldwinter was too boring for them - something you absolutely didn't agree with. Yes, the weather was moody and often not the best, but nevertheless was it a beautiful, cosy, little town. You liked it - and especially the vicar who lived there.

I could get used to this, you caught yourself thinking; immediately slapping yourself across the cheek - in your head.

You met Will rather late in the morning after breakfast. He had a few things to do - duties to follow as the people's reverend; therefore it was almost lunch time when he stood in front of your room at the tavern.

He showed you around - like promised. The beach. The sometimes quite scary and dangerous marshes. The beautiful forests and of course the town itself. Will introduced you to a few important people and in closing of the day, he invited you over to his little house for dinner.

You were completely amazed and excited about the fact that Will was an excellent cook. The Shepherd's Pie he cooked was delicious, and you dared to say like no other than you've eaten before.

His smile even widened.

Later that evening - it was already dark outside, you were seated beside him on his little sofa; a glass of wine in both his and your hands.

"Thank you for showing me your home, Will. Aldwinter is beautiful." You smiled and took a sip of your wine. The man reciprocated your smile; gave you a dazzling one of his own. "I'm delighted to hear that, Miss-" Y/N..." You interrupted him. "Call me Y/N."

"Y/N..." You nodded. "I really enjoyed it. The time we spent together." Perhaps was the alcohol you had consumed making you a little bold. "You are a very kind man, Will." He blushed, "Thank you, I... I am flattered." and inched closer to you. "And you are the most beautiful and talented woman I have ever met."

You blinked; were almost blushing, too. "Mr. Ransome are you... Are you trying to woo me?" A small, kind of nervous chuckle left the vicar's lips. "Perhaps."

You shook your head; drinking from the wine again. "But we hardly know each other..." "I-I know, but..." He swallowed. "You fascinate me, Y/N. You attracted my attention like no woman did before, I... I feel as if an invisible rope is pulling me to you. A higher power, which keeps on shoving me into your direction. I-I just... I can't help it. I feel myself utterly attracted to you."

Once again you started to shake your head, "Will... Stop it, please..." and sighed. "We can't give into this. I'm going to leave tomorrow and we'll probably never see each other again."

"Please..." The man beside you begged then; seeing how you struggled. Will wasn't a man who took advantage of this situation, but he felt how torn you were. How you actually wanted this and was just held back by the 'What if...'.

"We?" It was everything the vicar was focused on. "We can't give into this?"

You realised the mistake you made way too late.

"Does that mean you feel the same?" Will's heart sped up after those words left his lips. Words filled with hope.

"I-I-I..." You didn't know what to say. It was true, but you forbid your body to feel it; knowing exactly that it would only lead to pain.

He inched even closer, until your thigh almost touched his.

"Just one kiss..." The reverend whispered and before you could do or say something, your lips melted against his. Will sighed in the kiss; hands landing on your waist.

"Tell me to stop and I will." He said in a gentle voice, while he pulled you onto his lap.

You let it happen.

Just one kiss turned into two - and two turned into way much more, until-

Will closed his eyes for a moment. It wasn't a nightmare... Far from it...

Will ripped his eyes open, only to find himself breathing quick and heavy. Sweat pooled on his chest; coating the fine hairs growing there. His puffy night shirt was totally dishevelled - just like his hair.

The vicar sat up in bed. As he moved, he felt the tightness of his underwear and the straining arousal inside.

He had dreamed of her again. Y/N. The beautiful woman with flaming red hair and stunning Y/E/C. The woman who had fascinated him like no other, when she visited Aldwinter a few months back to perform a play with her troupe. The woman which whom he had spent a wonderful night with - and who had left him to live her dream and travel around the world as a player; leaving only a letter and her shawl behind.

Will smiled; remembering the words written on the piece of paper.

One day, l promise I'll come back to you - if you are willing to wait for me.

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softboyscully · 7 months

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VENT POST!

okay i have this awful awful habit of getting crushes on people my friends later tell me THEY have a crush on. i also have a nasty habit of never telling anybody abt anything i am thinking ever, so i can't explain to ppl that i had a crush on that person before they told me bc i didn't tell anyone before & it would just sound weird now.

so that just happened !. there's this girl and she's SO gorgeous and buff and funny and witty but tbh i've never really spoken to her? i get so anxious talking to people anyways and with her, even when she spoke to me once, i totally shut off. like literally no thoughts in my brain, not even panic, just total fight or flight (and i tend to go freeze). it was actually so embarrassing, she said something funny to me and i was like "yeah" and literally couldn't even make eye contact with her. but we do run in the same friend group so i see her around.

my friend, on the other hand, is way funnier & wittier & braver than me. she made a joke w my crush (we'll call the crush sarah), which spiraled into them texting each other, which spiraled into them talking all the time and making sex jokes together and now they're kind of becoming a couple kinda and it fucking sucks. and i don't want it to suck, i want to be happy for my friend, but it fucking sucks. i've had a crush on this girl for MONTHS now and it doesn't even matter bc it's not like that "lays any claim" or anything obviously, but like fucking christ!!!

now for the real sucky part: because i, apparently, am a total fucking masochist, i keep asking my friend for details. and updates. and she gives them to me. and i want to fucking kms. she sent me a screenshot of a text she sent to sarah calling sarah "baby" and i have never felt anything like it. its so stupid & stereotypical but literally like i was shot in the heart.

and to top it all off my aunts dog fucking died today

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loiswolf · 11 months

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Day 36 July 4 Raymore - Melville 144kms

Unfortunately today was not quite the joyride I anticipated. I guess it wasn’t too bad. Leaving at eight I had to turn left after a couple of kms to head east for about 40kms. The wind had turned slightly and was now blowing from the northwest. It wasn’t really hindering me but it wasn’t helping either.

The clouds ahead looked a little ominous.

It had been raining during the night and the morning was quite cool. I already had Pinky on when I was hit by the odd light shower. Pinky hasn’t been out of her sac for a long time. My main concern has been protecting myself from the sun for the past few weeks. On Saturday it was 30°.

So the first 40kms were probably the usual pace. Dishearteningly slow when you know there are another 100kms to cover.

Not on the map below is a First Nations town called Muskowekwan. There was a service station there with a convenience store. I was ready for my break after 40kms so I stopped. They had coffee and a picnic table outside so I took about 15 minutes out before getting back on the road.

The next 40kms were easier as the wind was behind me on and off. This incredibly long goods train had stopped so I was able to take a photo then measure it.

It was 2.2kms long! It was blocking 3 level crossings and the last 200m it was overlapped by the Via Rail passenger train. This was the train I was possibly going to take from Saskatoon to Winnipeg. A couple of my more wealthy friends had recommended the train as a luxurious experience. Anna ( who I met at Saskatoon) had taken it from Toronto to Saskatoon in the economy section. She spent four days on the train, sleeping with a carriage full of snorers who were unable to shower as there were no facilities to wash. They only had access to limited food options as they were not permitted in the dining carriage. It ran 7 hours late as is has to give way to the good trains. I too would have been travelling economy so I’m kind of glad I dodged that bullet. Incidentally I received an email back from Via Rail today informing me that Shirley would have had to be either boxed or bagged. ( I’m not sure if she would have been eligible for the bag.). Last night I was also treated to the regular passing of the goods trains which didn’t bother me….the very loud train whistle/horn did. They have to sound the horn every time because they are approaching a level crossing.

Anyway, I was able to bypass the cars waiting to cross the railway because I was continuing straight ahead to Ituna. It definitely seemed quicker to my lunch stop at Ituna but I was really looking forward to the last leg.

Ituna was another dead old town with a very ordinary cafe. I didn’t want any of the lunch options ( too heavy) but was keen for the French toast or pancakes from the breakfast menu. Nope! It was too late for breakfast ( even though I saw him deliver omelettes to another table) so I just had coffee again. The motel last night had kindly left 3 muesli bars with the coffee maker so I was able to sneak a couple of these out of my bag and have them for lunch.

Still 55kms to go I was keen to get going. If you look at the map you’ll see it was virtually a straight line from Ituna to Melville and it was exactly going the same way as the wind. Yay!. Didn’t I work that out well?

The road today hadn’t been totally boring. There were even some hills in the first leg. The last 55kms had little towns to look at about every 10kms. They were the usual rundown ghost towns but some of them had a couple of well kept homes.

I’ve noticed all the churches here seem to have these minaret type structures on top.

Another thing to look at were the dams, the tumbledown sheds and the different colours of the crops again.

In no time I was at Melville. I should have checked where the shops were before riding ahead through the town which had nothing much at all. I had to loop around to the highway to find the supermarket and get something for afternoon tea, dinner and dessert.

Then I returned to my motel which is pretty much the cheapest place I’ve stayed in so far. It’s actually pretty good. It has all the essentials….except maybe good enough wifi to post this.

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howitstarted · 1 year

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12/8/2022

Its been a few months since i last posted but here i am again. i relapsed today i mean i broke my really long streak a while back but yk today i feel like i cant contain my emotions anymore im just struggling so much with everything its so hard, school is getting harder to keep up with specially my 5th period which im hopefully getting changed because i cant deal with taht class anymore ita so much it makes me so overwhelmed and thats not good because then i get annoyed then mad then sad and the i end up crying and sh ehich again not good. today started out so good i got a / in my bio review book which i showed my mom but im sure she wasnt impressed after all school is my jod and i litterally have no other obligations besides that, also rn i think my girlfrienf (alex go a few post back to get informed if you dont know) i dont know i was just sad and crying my eyes out and i guess my msgs came off as me not wanting to talk and it bothers me when they assume i dont wanna talk like stop thats all i wanna do i littlery sob whenever i cant see them of when i miss them too much. but anyways second semester is about to start and i cant wait to get switched out of mrs barrs class because like i said i cant handle her class at all. i feek like she just knowd too much, i simpply cant keep up. Im also look for a job but no one seems to wanna hire me which sucks because evryone else around me is getting a job and doing things meanwhile im here writting on a blog im doing mainly becuase i want to actually die. i just feel so left out like everyone else is doing things and im here suck on this stupid mental state that i cant ever get out of. i thoight sophomore year was gonna be different but no, i mean its a little better im dating the love of my life but i still have very much homophobic parents that arent gonna be okay with me loving who i wanna lovw which is fine i know they nevr likd me all that much anyways. sometimes i feel like they wouldnt even care if i was permanently gone. i dont know why my brain thinks that maybe if i tried to kms people will start paying more attention, i dont want to actually kms i just wanna i dont know get close to it so people know im not okay, so someone can finally listen to me and give me the help i need, because i know i need people and i tried asking for it but my school counselar nevr e-mailed me bcak and i cant do much about that, all i wanna do is feel okay. i wanna be normal and be happy just stay regular i dont wanna have very high highs just so i can have low lows its driving me insane aand i cant kepp doing it.

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caminotravels · 2 years

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Day13: Najera to Granon : 29 km

Yesterday’s walk really did a number on me. The left side of me really got burnt, which is unusual, because it really wasn’t as hot as most of the other days. So last night I felt like I was a rotisserie chicken. Well done. 🍗

I was glad that that was all over with, and we have a new day today. I woke at 6:30 and decided to get up and start my day. It’s going to be another long one 27 km maybe 29 depending on where the hotel is. The morning was very brisk which was great. You could put in the first 7 km quite quickly. The terrain is much better today as well. Starts off with really red soil and rocks, which is such a difference from the past days. The scenery is actually quite beautiful today. Lots of Rollinghills, we’re still in vineyards, but also there is corn fields .

I made it to Azofra and had a cuppa coffee and something to eat. There was a little kitten about eight weeks old hanging around my chair, playing with my hat and bag. She was so sweet and I sat her on my lap while I ate my breakfast. It was hard to leave her behind, but I handed her to another pilgrim, who is happy to cuddle her for a while.

The next 12 km was very scenic, rolling hills with variety of color , green and reds and was so beautiful.

I’m now sitting in a village, called Santa Domingo. I stopped and had a lemon, Cerveza, and a half a sandwich. As I still have 7 km to go and we’re in the hottest part of the day now , I won’t stay here long. I’d rather just get going and get to my destinations for the night. I know it’s going to be 27 to 28° in the next half an hour so I got to get moving.

I started off, and of course it was so hot. And it was mostly long, uphill journey . About 4 km in I could see a tree, so I’m hoping there is somewhere I could sit under it for a while just to cool off . When I got to the top there was a seat, and there was another pilgrim sitting there enjoying the shade. We chatted for a while he was from England, and he’s not staying in any hostels at all he’s camping. I asked him how is he having his showers and he says he’s doing it in rivers, and whenever there is a tap. I said he is a true program, because I need add a nice hot shower when I arrive and a soft bed.

After 10 minutes I left him and had the last 3 1/2 km of intense heat. Of course it’s all uphill, but I finally found my hostel for the night, and I could have a shower and relax.

I’m totally exhausted again, I cannot do another 30 km day. If Jay wants to continue on tomorrow he can but I’m going to make it just to the little town called Belarado. It is only about 18 km away, but my feet are really sore and I’m still so burnt. I think that is enough for me. We’re ahead of the game now anyway, as we’ve done 3 x 30km days. Because we have done this, we will be ahead of schedule. Which I don’t need to be, so I’m going to talk to Jay when he finally arrives and discuss the next few days of where we can plan not huge walking days.

Right now I’m going to relax have a shower and call it a day. I don’t even think I’ll go out for dinner, I think I’ll find a supermarket and just get some tuna , baguette and a bottle of wine and eat it here. So that’s another day on the Camino over.

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theoatmealshow · 2 years

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(TW ED MENTAL ABUSE)

Being the 4th sibling with a 17 year age gap.

Let me introduce you to my siblings will hide identity due to privacy

Red: she is in her 30's she is a red head brown who enjoys Harley Davison and yellowstone. She has 2 kids pufferfish (16) and Benson (13) she is divorced to her ex let's name him asshole 🙄 (fr tho fuck him he's a dick) works at a nursing home

Bogi: she is in her 30's she has blonde/silver hair due to dyeing it she like friends Pokémon Go and always traveling around christan she has 2 kids as well knee who is (13) and Forest:who is (10) she has a ex husband named let's say Kevin due to family jokes) works with a brand we won't name

Bex: she is 30's she loves Disney the marvel universe traveling expectly to Saint George Island Christian ✝️ she has two kids bug (12) and flower (6) and an amazing husband named mickey works for Disney travels

Bench warmer he is 16 he is the golden child he gets straight A and B plays baseball basketball 🏀 baseball ⚾️ and tennis 6"2 very has a girlfriend named Lake homophobic and racist

Oatmeal AKA ME!!!!! I am 17 I made B C grades I am in my schools anime club I like anime cosplay Manga reading writing cats expectly mine (my pfp) I'm Trans ftm and pansexual

Eleven: he is 7 (he'd called 11 bc he has the shaved head for it 🤣🤣) he makes stirght A plays baseball ⚾️ likes to run around and be goofy like minecraft and fnaf and he proudly says he has 14 girlfriends

My mother: (57)she likes Disney and Marvile and anything hary poter. She's very relious. She was a school teacher aid now she is a director for a after school program very homophobic

My father: (57) he likes guns bows duck disnsty making leather work he works with leather in the winter and mows in the summer. Very Christian very homophobic

I will probably write more about all them due to me living with father mother bench warmer and eleven but I do see the rest alot. Anyway on with the rant...

See I am the 4th out of 6 childern. I have never been the smartest child or the prettiest either. My family are all very bigger humans and that's fine till your mother body shames you daily then it's not bloody fine.As the Trans pansexual human I already have body imagine problems. I have struggled with it all my life and it sucks. I got told to kms daily and it's just fucking wrong. My parents told me when I was a child if your arm can't go around your waste and touch you are not skinny. That all never bother, But today made me snap. So father made me give up my cat (not patches) due to it being a bitch to everyone.

So after that I was depressed and crying. My father got me a strawberry frosty frosty we ate it and went home. When we where on the ride home my dad asked if I want to go to a restaurant when my mom came home I said sure. We came home cried and watched heartstoper. I texted him i didnt want to go and he said give it time and to come it will be fun. I agreed got dressed and then benchwarmer refused to go with us till my dad forced him. We get in the car and my dad asked me to get more water for my cats due to the fact we are having a heat wave where I live.

I agreed and asked about the hoes and my father said bench warmer needed to fix it he refused so me and bench warmer got into a heated fight bc I do chores for him all the bloody time and the one time his chore blocks me from stuff 😒. We wait for my mom in a parking lot and he bitched about the heat. Well after I told him not to fucking ruin my mums mood she was dancing in the car to shape of you. But then he asked to physically fight me mind you he's 6"0 and I'm 5"5 so fuck. We get into the car it's a van to be exact and my mum stops the music and it turns to me and him fighting about the hoes at that point I didnt care he was just being a bitch. Then he called me a hippo and a Faggot and a retard alot more slurs. After that we went to the restaurant still heated I came home went to my bathroom turned on the ice cold water and stopped under After two hours that felt like 5 mins. Went to bed cold and depressed. And worse about it my brother didn't give a rats ass about anything when he came home he played with his friends on the Xbox and screamed on the top of his lungs how he sucks and how his team is bad.

This is the normal truth of the Oatmeal household.

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normandyandback2022 · 2 years

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June 13 -14

June 13

We didn't rush out of the hotel in the morning. As it turns out, our breakfast was included which I thought so when we booked the room. Either that or the young lady who checked us off the list was so excited about talking to us about America that she decided to comp us. It was a nice and relaxing drive only about 2 and a 1/2 hours to the hotel in Assisi. We just stumbled on a hotel that was in the town limits for 75 bucks a night with a pool and spa and a 4 star rating, I think. It should be anyway. It is very plush with travertine and marble floors and walls everywhere. Andrea was very helpful about getting us located in our room which is a double bed with AC. He gave us the top 3 attractions in Assisi, So we decided to try to get to a couple of those that afternoon. He gave us the correct parking place with and escalator up to the town. Only one of the 2 escalators was working so we had to climb halfway up. There is much more to see than the top 3 and we tried to see about half of the town that afternoon before we stopped for dinner. It is very hot for over here, 86 - 88 degrees and, did I tell you there are a lot of hills in the town of Assisi. We decided that we wanted a salad for a change and stopped at a pizzeria that had a mixed salad with tuna fish, tomatoes and black olives. The owner said it would be enough for two people and we had a couple of beers to go with it. We actually could not finish it all but did our best. The owner is actually Albanian and his helpers came after we ordered. We had a really long conversation with one of his helpers who was interested in how we travel, which is different from most Americans he has seen. It was a very interesting and productive conversation. The owner was behind the bar while we were talking most of the time and said at the end that he had never served a single salad to two people before although he said he didn't like big meals in the evening either when we ordered. He never hesitated when we asked him to have a single salad for two people. June 14 The 1st thing we did in the morning was wish our daughter Concetta a Happy Birthday for her 50th birthday. It was very late or rather we thought early in the morning in Denver, but she was actually getting ready for bed and got the message on the 13th. I hope it doesn't bring bad luck. Every breakfast meal we have had since we have been in Italy has included at least scrambled eggs, bacon and one other warm meat. They also have an array of cold cuts, several kinds of cheeses, pastries, fruit and various and sundry snacks. Of course there is an automatic coffee machine where you can get 7 or 8 different kinds of coffee and sometimes the coffee actually hits the center of the cup. This hotel has a huge breakfast area with an outdoor patio overlooking The Valley. You have to share that with the smokers though. Today we saw the Basilica of Saint Francis of Assisi. It is massive and has as his tomb as well as several other prominent members of the Catholic Church including at least one Pope. Ironically, it was built after he was dead and the Catholic Church decided to bring him back into the fold, because he had taken away many of the faithful because of his simple lifestyle and his belief that everyone should be treated with dignity and respect and given the rights of the sacrament no matter what they have done. We learned a lot of this from walking to the Basilica with a Canadian lady who had been living in Australia for a long time and was a student of Saint Francis. She was admittedly not very religiously oriented but she liked what he stood for and told us that when he died he wanted to be buried with the paupers and thieves as a normal person. The church decided not to do that and built the great Basilica in his honor so people would come and visit him and remain with the Catholic Church. We had heard about a small town named Spello about 10 km away. We headed over there because it is actually probably an older town than Assisi and it's a completely walled city. We knew it was a neat place and The Australian lady told us they have the festival of flowers this coming weekend. They have it every year on the 60th day after Easter. It's an impressively neat city, But we couldn't find a tourist office to get a map of the best things to see so we just wandered around and stopped for coffee around 2:30 before heading back to our hotel. On the way down to our car we met a man and his son-in-law who were in town for a wedding from Chicago. The brother-in-law's sister was getting married and his wife is the bridesmaid for the woman getting married. Apparently the mother of the bride rents an apartment in Spello every year for several months. We had a nice 15 to 20 minute walk down the hill talking about life in general and Elizabeth was talking to the son-in-law about Mississippi state and Alabama football. As we got to the end of the hill, we were going in the wrong direction so we had to turn around. The man told me, finally, the dirty little secret is that the groom tested positive for COVID yesterday so everybody is segregated and they don't know what's going to happen. It would have been nice if the jerk had told us when we first saw him, “Hey we've been exposed to COVID, back away, but he didn't. Maybe he got there today which I think is true because he was looking for coffee for the apartment they had rented, so hopefully he has not even been near the groom or anyone who's been near the groom when we had met him. We chilled out for a couple of hours before going back to downtown Assisi for dinner. We shared a pizza and we hunkered down for the night.

Scroll down for a few photos. I’ll add some more later. Today is the 15th about 1730 hrs, our time. Gotta head out to find a place to eat.

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