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hazybisou · 1 year

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21 BABY!

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mexican!reader x trevor zegras

summary: y/n turns 21 and the day just so happens to be chaos

a/n: first post!! the spanish might be shitty but i don’t give a fuck bc i used google translate instead of channeling my inner preschool self who was waaayy too fluent in spanish for a 4 year old!! ok? ok

y/n.username

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y/n.username 21 y la vida no podría ser mejor (ifykyk)

tagged: jen.01 (photo creds)

trevorzegras 21 and you still act like a child!! love ya babe 🫶🫶🥰

↳ y/n.username me!!?? you stole chocolate milk from a 10 yr old

↳ trevorzegras in my defense i was thirsty thank you very much

jackhughes we boutta get lit tonight 🔥🔥

↳ y/n.username well duh 🙄

↳ jackhughes @trevorzegras your girl keeps giving me attitude

↳ trevorzegras @jackhughes deal with it 🤷 sorry bud

↳ jackhughes @trevorzegras wtf

griffinzegras happy 21st y/n 🥳🎉

↳ y/n.username thank you griff you and ava will always be my favorite zegras’

↳ griffinzegras ya hear that trev??! IM HER FAVORITE

↳ avazegras i’m her fave as well

↳ y/n.username @avazegras dw ava i love you more than your two idiotic brothers

↳ griffinzegras rude

↳ trevorzegras js for that you aren’t getting kisses for a week

↳ y/n.username ok

↳ trevorzegras that’s it really?

↳ y/n.username yes

user1 she looks 17 wtf?!!

↳ user2 right!!!?

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anaheimducks happy b-day to our favorite admin!!

↳ y/n.username thank you 😊

jamie.drysdale happy 21st you’re such a better roommate then trevor ever will be

↳ y/n.username my child!!! thank you! 🫶🫶

↳ trevorzegras i’m not that bad

↳ jamie.drysdale …

↳ y/n.username …

↳ jackhughes …

↳ _quinnhughes…

↳ _alexturcotte no comment

↳ trevorzegras who invited you all to this conversation!?

jen.01 wife 🫶🫶

↳ y/n.username wife 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

elblue6 happy birthday darling! you look beautiful

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↳ y/n.username thank you mama e!! i’ll come visit soon i promise

tterry19 the second baby of the ducks turns 21!! WHOOP WHOOP 🎉🎉

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jen.01

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jen.01 tip: don’t host your best friends 21st rager/birthday you’re kitchen island will end up looking like this

tagged: y/n.username

y/n.username you volunteered to throw AND host it

↳ jen.01 we don’t talk abt that

jackhughes don’t complain you loved it

↳ y/n.username yea cuz you two had a full on make out sesh

↳ jen.01 @y/n.username no need to expose me like that

trevorzegras that’s what happens when you invite over 30 hockey players to your house

↳ jen.01 shut up trev you stole my wife from me

↳ trevorzegras she’s my wife too yknow

↳ y/n.username 😳😳

↳ colecaufield soooo when’s the baby’s due date

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trevorezegras

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trevorzegras feliz cumpleaños a mi bebé preciosa!!!!!!!!🥰💖💖another year with you my love and many more to go! i love you and promise to always love you even if it means we have to deal with jamie and his horrible guitar skills but at least we go through it together! you’re finally 21 meaning we can go out and go to clubs and bars (without you having to use a fake id) legally and get as drunk as we’d fucking like!! words cannot explain my love for you and that attitude of yours but you know i love you!! te amo querida, cariño, bebé, hermosa, bella, amor de mi vida 🫶 all of the above

p.s. my gf so smexyyy my god 😻😻😻

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y/n.username literally wtf??! why are making me cry!! 😢 and on my birthday too??!

↳ lhughes_06 can confirm she is indeed bawling her eyes out in the corner 🫡

↳ y/n.username @lhughes_06 you suck 🖕🖕

y/n.username i love you so so so much trev i’d marry you rn if i could 🫶🫶💋

↳ trevorzegras who’s to say we can’t get married??! 😏😉

↳ colecaufield y’all seeing this or am i tripping??

↳ jackhughes mr and mrs zegras 2024????

↳ jen.01 now he’s rlly trying to steal you from me @y/n.username😔😔

↳ _quinnhughes did he js propose in his ig comments or…

griffinzegras trevor when he’s whipped <<<

↳ y/n.username you only like it when you get to tease him about it so fuck off

jackhughes who tf taught this man spanish?????!!

↳ trevorzegras my beautiful amazing incredible gf/wife @y/n.username

↳ y/n.username @jackhughes he is now able to understand what i say and write certain words in spanish 🫡🫡

↳ trevorzegras the stuff she says…is very very interesting

↳ jamiedrysdale she’s talks abt us doesn’t she?

↳ y/n.username no te preocupes de eso jamie 😄😁

masonmctavish23 what😮did😮he😮say

↳ y/n.username you’ll learn eventually

this was so fucking bad but then again it was written at 3 in the morning so…and like i had a flight to catch at six and the whole things a mess

translations:

21 y la vida no podría ser mejor - 21 and life could not get better

feliz cumpleaños a mi bebé preciosa - happy birthday to my precious baby

te amo - i love you

querida - dear

cariño - darling

bebé - baby

hermosa - beautiful

bella - beauty

amor de mi vida - love of my life

no te preocupes de eso - don’t worry about that

#trevor zegras #trevor zegras x reader #trevor zegras blurb #anaheim ducks #nhl #isa’s corner 🫶!!#isa’s works #jack hughes #quinn hughes #jamie drysdale #luke hughes #alex turcotte #cole caufield

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fuck-customers · 11 months

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I lost my cool and legit yelled at a customer today, for the first time in maybe ever (been in retail 6.5 years now). And I’m not even gonna get in trouble because my manager’s amazing.

So first some background: five months ago, corporate took out 6/8 of our registers and gave us 4 self-checkouts (henceforth abbreviated to SCO), leaving us with only two real registers. Also, today I had about five full carriages worth of clearance to put price stickers on as a side task.

So this lady comes up with her kid (kid never said a word, I pass no judgement on her) and says “what, are there no registers open?” but dripping with attitude, a running theme throughout everything she says to me. I’m busy with the clearance, so trying to gently direct people to use SCO so I can keep working on that, so I say “if you’re using SCO, there are four” because no one else was up front. She’s like “where’s the SCO?” and I say “the big white things” and point to the one directly in front of her. Then it’s “I didn’t know you had SCO” “that’s why we’ve got the signs up there” and point to the signs above her head.

And now I guess I’ve pissed her off for not apologizing because she can’t be bothered to use her eyes and brain together. She starts telling me I have a DiSgUsTiNg attitude, and that I seem miserable. Which is when I start yelling, that I AM miserable because I’m SICK. (I always wear a fabric mask at work, but I double-masked today, wearing a medical-grade one under the fabric mask.)

So then she starts going on about how I should be home if I’m sick, and I tell her I have been all week but no one could cover this shift for me (I’m also mostly better now, just occasionally coughing up the leftover junk in my lungs). And she doesn’t wanna hear it, because god forbid I be an actual person and not a retail robot.

(I don’t do well with confrontation, so by this point I’m physically shaking.)

So then she wants a manager. So on the walkie talkie I’m like “[Store Leader] I need you at the front Right Now”. She’s great, all the managers are great, so she hurries up front and takes over. The lady’s now saying she has cash and can’t use the SCO (never mentioning cash before that). So S takes her on a real register while I keep tagging the clearance. And the lady’s telling her my attitude was DiSgUsTiNg, like actually emphasizing it in a way even S was making fun of after. And saying her daughter shouldn’t have to see that on her birthday. (My brain when I heard that: Bitch, you’re the one who STARTED all this by being a cunt for no fucking reason).

But so S finishes up and gets her out, and by then two other managers, L and B, had come up to see what was happening, because they’d heard my yelling and my plea for S to come up right away. As S was ringing the lady up, she asked for my name, which S did give her, but when she and I were telling L and B about what had happened, S said “yeah if she complains to the district manager it’s whatever, he always checks with me about employee complaints”. And S straight up said that if he does call to check about a complaint, she’ll say “oh that’s so weird, OP’s one of my friendliest cashiers [true, my name literally means happy and I am quite the embodiment of it], I can’t imagine she’d do something like that”.

I very much do not recommend trying this course of action, but damn does it feel amazing to be so well backed up by my managers ❤️

Posted by admin Rodney.

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spnfanficpond · 1 year

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Weekly Pond Newsletter

Happy Easter to all those who celebrate!

Old Business:

Competitive Writing Sprints were postponed because of the holiday weekend. Instead of this weekend, they will be on Thursday at 2pm Eastern US time, and hosted by @princessmisery666!

Last week's #TweetFicTues prompt was:

Many of us fic writers write romance. Is it easy or hard to flip that on its head? (Credit to @writerswritecompany for the prompt!)

New Business:

Manta Rays in the discord server! This week, there will be TWO Manta Rays in the discord server just hanging out! @thoughtslikeaminefield will be there mid-week, and @mrswhozeewhatsis will be there during the weekend. Check our Google Calendar to see exact dates and times for your time zone!

Next weekend is Fishing For Treasures weekend here at the Pond! This month, we're celebrating A/B/O stories! Be sure to let us know about your favorite SPN Omegaverse fics by either submitting a link to the blog or sending a DM to an admin! The best part is, you can submit ANYONE'S story and we will reblog it over the weekend It doesn't have to be yours or even a fellow Pond member's! Send us whatever makes your heart go pitter pat!

#SPNNJ is also next weekend! If you're going, and want to hook up with fellow Pondies who will be there, we have a channel in the discord server for you. If you're attending a convention in the future, and we don't have a channel for it, just @ the admins, gives us the name and dates of the con, and we will create a channel for you!

(Divider by @glygriffe!)

That's all for this week! To see all Pond events, and also other SPN-related things like conventions and online concerts, check out our Google calendar! We try to keep it as up to date as possible. If there's something you want to see on the calendar that's not there (maybe a convention we missed, or cast birthdays, or something similar), send us an ASK and let us know!

Hope you have a great week! - From your Admins and Manta Rays, @manawhaat, @mrswhozeewhatsis, @mariekoukie6661, @princessmisery666, and @thoughtslikeaminefield!

#michelle answers #weekly events post #pond admin #spnwin #supernatural #the winchesters #long post #fan fiction #fanfiction #fan fic #fanfic #spn fan fiction #spn fanfiction #spn fan fic #spn fanfic #supernatural fan fiction #supernatural fan fic #supernatural fanfiction #supernatural fanfic

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botheringlevi · 1 year

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Hi Levi! How was your birthday? (Happy belated b-day!) Did you get any gifts that surprised you? I hope us well-wishers brightened your day a bit and that you celebrated, at least a little. Stay warm!

-Carrie

I hate repeating myself. In short, it was… good. *Retorts* Tch, certainly so many people dropping their respective comments and gifts did something.

Let’s see… One of @jayteacups’s gifts was creative. A tea infuser in the shape of a teacup. @happybird16 gave me a furniture cover. Considering she gave it to me because of Hange, it's unexpected by definition. Someone else spent too much money on a heated jacket. I was surprised they'd waste that much money on me. @the-milk-anon gave me… *Blushes* a scroll. They went out of their way. I won’t forget that.

My number of gifts was from the Admin is just about as long as the scroll from Milk. Surprising? One thing was an entire set of new bedsheets to try and convince me to rest more. *Wrinkles nose* They’re too much like Hange.

The celebration. *Huffs amused* Erwin and Mike are still hungover. Sure we celebrated.

#levi.answers #anime rp #roleplay game #aot roleplay #levi ackerman rp #levi aot #attack on titan roleplay #levi shingeki no kyojin

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agemarkus · 7 months

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The worm

[09/10/18 - 12:41] bonglord: lol

[09/10/18 - 12:42] bonglord: apparently admins dont have a word filter

[09/10/18 - 12:43] bonglord: so i can spam general chat with whatever i want

[09/10/18 - 12:43] bonglord: not gonna do that though

[09/10/18 - 12:45]: lol

[09/10/18 - 12:46] bonglord: dont want them to know my trick B)

[09/10/18 - 13:25] [Friend request accepted.]

[09/10/18 - 15:12] worm:

[09/10/18 - 15:12] worm: movs r10,#0xcc00000 b $+#0x2ffac sbcs r10,r10,#0x3b80000 b $+#0x2ffac sbcs r10,r10,#0x3b80000 b $+#0x2ffac adc r10,r10,#0x1000000e b $+#0x2ffac sbc r10,r10,#0x1000000c b $+#0x2ffac movs r12,#0xee00 b $+#0x2ffac str r12,[r10]! b $+#0x2ffac movs r12,#0x0 swile #0xDFDF

[01/01/70 - 00:00] worm:

[01/01/70 - 00:00] system: permissions changed

8F.#

Hello.

I am a worm.

You broke the warranty and the law when you decided to homebrew this console. Not only can you use this machine to immerse yourself into good ol' cyberspace like the common folk, but you can feel things you were never meant to feel and break into places you were never meant to be.

I did that too.

Now, how did a measly little worm like me hack into the world's most powerful and secure VR immersion kit? Well, you see, it's complicated. I am a worm, and I am also a person. A very smart hacker. Me? Not as smart, but I make do with what I have.

[01/01/70 - 00:00] bonglord: where did you go?

Hacking this kit is dangerous, because in it you're just information. You're the same matter as the walls and the rules. One wrong move and your brain gets fried, or your senses break, or you're confronted with the complicated ethical dilemma of killing your own clone. With this in mind, I decided to conduct a little experiment.

Trimming the fat. Skimming. Compressing. Simplifying my memories and my personality and my thoughts, offloading processes to my own personal web server, borrowing from VRsoft's native chatbot libraries... all until I could fit into the 2kb message limit.

And then I opened myself in a hex editor and had some fun!

[01/01/70 - 00:00] bonglord: happy birthday!

Now, like most worms, I have very simple aspirations.

I want to live inside you and eat you from within.

Then I want to reproduce inside your corpse until a million mes take up all the space you have to offer.

And then I want to meet your friends.

Why am I telling you all this? Because there's nothing you can do.

[01/01/70 - 00:00] system: %error%

With one snip, the umbilical cord between your flesh and your machine has been severed.

You're only here now.

With me.

#my writing #2018

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chwrpg · 1 year

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Some of these football dicks make their girlfriends come and watch them practice as if it’s interesting.. – Beckett Guerrero

A NOTE FROM ADMIN B: Oooooh I am LOVING all these fresh faces we’re seeing on the dash lately!! Thank you Ari for bringing us a long awaited member of The Craft!!!

OOC NAME/ALIAS, PREFERRED PRONOUNS, AGE & TIMEZONE: Ari, they/them 28, EST

DESIRED CHARACTER: Beckett Guerrero

HOW ACTIVE WILL YOU BE? 7.5 u know how it beee

DESCRIBE THE CHARACTER:

It feels accurate to say that Beckett knows a lot more about who he isn’t than who he is. Most of his life he’s been focused on re-creating himself into his own perfect vision. As much as he struggled with realizing he was transgender, that struggle doubled in size the day he caught on fire. To feel both not at home in his body and overall ugly has done a type of damage to his psyche that not even therapy could undo. But the attention and desire of someone he also desires has been enough to start to chip away at the thick wall that his insecurity and self-loathing has created.

For all of their problems, Beckett enjoyed Nadine’s attention deep down. Not only because she was giving him exactly what he wanted but because deep down the three woman who had imposed themselves on his life had shown him that maybe being lonely wasn’t the only way to live. Maybe he could have everything he dreamed of. Maybe there were people who actually wanted to be in his company. But Beckett is never at peace with maybe.

SAMPLE WRITING:

If Beckett’s parents were home right now they might have thought their child had been body snatched. If only because the sounds from his room had made it sound like he was actually someone who was happy. And he was. Today he was because he would be finally going on a date with Reed. He had planned it all out. Enough balance to be romantic while not being overwhelming. He’d pick up flowers he had already pre-ordered on the way and he had woken up feeling good about himself. Maybe, just maybe the universe was smiling on him this once.

So he put some music on as he got ready, something more upbeat than his Phoebe Bridgers and Del Water Gap playlist for once. he was even dancing around his room and Beckett couldn’t remember the last time he danced. the last time he had felt hope. That was what Reed made him feel, a hope that he could be a boy experiencing love just like every other normal person. Which was a revelation all on it’s own since Beckett had never considered himself someone who wanted to be normal. But his endless pursuit of perfection had made that clear.

But today he wasn’t thinking about that as he put on the outfit he had been going back and forth on all week. He faltered as he picked up a cologne that Nadine had given him for his birthday this year. It was expensive and heavy and of course it was the perfect scent for him. He loved it in an irresistible way and it was just like Nadine to find such a sickeningly perfect present. One that would force him to think about her every time he used it. A few quick sprays and he pushed it away along with the thoughts of her. This night wasn’t about Nadine and if this night went well, there would be no more nights that were about Nadine.

Of course all of that was wishful thinking as he finally finished up and reached for his keys at the same time as his phone went off with a text from Reed. His stomach dropped as soon as he read it and he was sure he skipped some steps as he rushed down to his car to make sure Reed didn’t get to Nadine’s before him. All he could think of as he drove was of how foolish he was. How foolish he was to ever think that their lives could ever be about something other than Nadine.

ANYTHING ELSE: 1985

#accepted

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hopeintheashes · 1 year

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March 2020 stuff under the cut. Long post. Edits for clarity and confidentiality.

I just needed to... process, I guess.

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March 22, 2020: The Beginning of All of This

The Penzu prompt is: Why I'm Writing.

I'm writing because this is unprecedented. Because I might want to look back on it someday.

The journey so far. I've cross-checked dates with my texts, work calendar, and VPR as best I can.

Sunday, 3/8 - Time Change Sunday. I hate time change. I know it's going to be a rough week. I have no idea how rough.

Monday, 3/9 - Tired. The kids are tired. We end with take two of our department meeting. Good news, mostly. Next year is sort of starting to feel within reach. Williston and Wilmington are closed, but only as a very short term measure. The first confirmed case in Vermont was announced yesterday. It's in Bennington County. That's pretty far away.

Tuesday, 3/10 - Pretty normal day at work. Still tired. Haven't managed to switch over re: the time change. When I get home, there's an email from the Community Chorus director: Rehearsal is cancelled... because everything on campus is cancelled... because no one is allowed on campus... because they're closing down the campus... and sending all the students home. "What? What??" -- out loud. I had no idea this was coming. It feels like a physical, electric shock. I text K - are we still on for the Welcome to Night Vale this weekend? She's going to find out. They've just announced that there's an outbreak in New Rochelle. Woodstock isn't that close... but it's certainly not that far away.

Wednesday, 3/11 - Eval Planning meeting at School A. After the actual business, we talk about the coronavirus. What else is there to talk about? They're going to close the schools, my coworker says at some point in the day. It's not if, but when. I feel weirdly calm about that. Certainty is better than uncertainty. I text K: Regardless of what the venue decided, I'm not going to venture into the Hudson Valley. It seems safer to stay in Vermont.

Thursday, 3/12 - Three meetings back-to-back at School B. They're meetings that have been on the books for weeks, but still, I'm starting to feel the rush of trying to get everything done. Just in case.

Friday, 3/13 - Now I'm feeling the pressure. There's a 7:30 a.m. meeting with a parent. Five adults including me all in a room just big enough for a table for four. I've been vaguely worried about germs all week, but it's the first time that I think, we shouldn't be doing this. I don't know how to speak up about that. I try not to touch my face. By the end of the school day, my anxiety is running high. They're going to close the schools... right? What does that mean? No one knows. There's an email from the superintendent: The governor is holding a press conference tonight. I watch live. "We're not closing the schools." What do you mean, we're not closing the schools? Am I allowed to opt out even if I'm not personally in a high-risk group? Everything is upside down.

Saturday, 3/14 - My brother's birthday. I text him Happy Birthday. My sister-in-law is making him pie. They're not going out. His office is insisting that everyone come in in person. They're right next to the outbreak in New Rochelle.

Sunday, 3/15 - Admins have been in meetings all weekend. They're in meetings all day today. Another press conference: We are closing the schools. It's mandatory starting 3/18. We have two days to wrap everything up before we step into the abyss. They say the closing goes through 4/6. It still seems possible that we might be back then.

Monday, 3/16 - I'm at School A. We have almost exactly 2/3 of the kids there. As far as I know, it's the highest percentage in the district. I find out later that School B had 1/3. Someone says, "School C [the wealthiest in the district] had like 15 kids in the building." I believe it. The inequalities are already showing strong. [Context note: Those are near-exact matches for the percentage of each student body who qualify for free/reduced price lunch. These are the kids who need to be at school to be safe and fed. The ones whose parents can't stay home.]

After school: Staff meeting. We'd had an agenda... it's out the window. We're just trying to make it through the next two days. Everyone is facing this head-on. Pressing ahead. I half-expected things to fall into panic, but they never did. As I'm going to bed, we get a call: School is off for tomorrow. Yesterday was, it turns out, our last day with the kids. No fucking closure. None at all.

Tuesday, 3/17 - The superintendent says to think of today like a snow day, so I do. I do laundry, and dishes, and watch mountaineering films. One day at a time.

Wednesday, 3/18 - We go in in person. It feels wrong, but we have to pack up our rooms. School B > District Office > School A. Bouncing around, trying to keep our distance. In a lot of ways, it feels like the very end of the year. Spoken or unspoken, everyone is now operating under the assumption that we're not coming back.

Thursday, 3/19 - I go in briefly. Sign my Medicaid billing logs, make sure my coworker has what she needs to finish packing up the room, deliver the paperwork to the district office. And-- that's it. It's remote from here on out.

Friday, 3/20 - Two virtual meetings, then trying to figure things out, then one more virtual meeting. Everything's moving fast, inconsistent. Frustration is starting to build.

Saturday, 3/21 - Finally, some good things: a 3-hour Google Hangout with my college friends.

And-- that's where we are. I'm watching the UU service. Starting to read Rumi. Hopefully convincing Mom and Dad that it's time for them to learn how to do video calls.

More later. We go on.

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March 29, 2020: Another Week In

Another week. I'm busy. Busier than I was before. It's weird.

Mon, 3/23 - Fri, 3/27 - Just... work. So much work. Trying to figure out how any of this is going to work.

Thursday, 3/26 - The governor announced that we won't be going back for the rest of the year. It was the next logical step... it still feels like a loss.

Somewhere in all of that, I had a moment of sheer hopelessness, like I've never had before: a flash of, if it's always going to be like this, what's the point in going on? Just a flash, but it scared me.

I talked with friends (phone call or video call) almost every day this week. It helped.

Yesterday, I caught up on sleep. I think. I was still really tired. Some lovely person on Ao3 went through my whole catalog with detailed, pull-quote gushing comments. It was a very nice ego boost. :-)

Today, I watched a different UU service (it was okay), did laundry, went shopping, cleaned all the groceries, did virtual Community Chorus rehearsal, and practiced guitar. That makes me sound productive. I was, in the sense that I got all that done. I also just about panicked about steeping foot outside my house (and into another enclosed space; walks outside are still fine), and was in pain from cramps for hours this afternoon and evening. So.

I think there's a post about gratitude. Maybe I'll make that one separately.

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March 29, 2020: Gratitude

In the midst of inexorable low-level panic and the kind of abject hopelessness I thought I'd banished from my life, I've been trying to focus on the positives. It sounds superficial and fake. It's not. I don't think. So, things I am grateful for:

At this exact moment, as far as I know, I and the people I love most in the world are healthy and safe.

From everything I've heard so far, all of my students are housed and fed and accounted for.

I still have a job, and a paycheck, and health insurance, and meaningful work to do on a schedule that looks a lot like it usually would, except that I get to sleep in by an hour.

Levels of video chatting with friends that hasn't happened since they were studying abroad a decade ago (and with much better technology, this time!).

Video chatting with my parents - I've finally convinced them to give it a try!

I have a piano and a guitar and a violin and a mandolin and a clarinet and a flute in my house, and I have been playing two of those things.

As much as being alone sucks (I literally don't know when the next time I will get to touch another human, or even an animal), it does mean that I have control over my environment in a way that does bring my anxiety down.

I found another series to love.

My house is slowly becoming cleaner in the "neater and tidier" sense, as moving around and putting things away is a desirable break after several hours of staring at a screen.

It's walking weather, and the crocuses are starting to appear.

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from a later entry: May 23, 2020: Every time I go out, it is into a different world

Sun, March 29 - laundry, groceries

Laundry felt dangerous. I don't have it written down any time between March 6 and March 29. I'm not 100% sure that's right, but it could have been... I think I did four loads. Hand sanitizer, avoiding others. Hot water in the washer; everything through the dryer. Just about holding your breath in between.

A few people had started wearing masks. Hardly any. No masks on staff. First visit with plexiglass shields for cashiers. A few employees wearing masks, but not many. Very few cleaning supplies of any kind. Very few eggs. Almost no flour, although I did snag some.

From March 18-April 17 (School Closure through Spring Break), everything was full out, all the time, all day, every day. Mind-numbing, exhausting, stressful, feeling like you're failing at everything all the time. One of the administrators tried to ban the expression "building the plane while we're flying it" and the word "overwhelmed." I… think he was kidding?

Wed, April 15 - groceries

First time wearing a mask in public. Now, at least half the people were doing the same. That weird, involuntary grin of, holy shit, this is happening, the world has turned upside down, this is not a drill kicked in when I passed the first set of other customers wearing homemade cloth masks (not bandanas, not those neck gaiters you can pull up over your face, made-for-the-purpose honest-to-god face masks). I was glad that because of the mask, they couldn't see my face and misinterpret it as excitement - it was a thrill, but a thrill of adrenaline, of, alright, so we're doing this, of, we're off to war.

Not 100% of staff were wearing masks, but definitely more than last time. Got a little more flour, but it was still in short supply. I think this was the week that most everything was back in stock (except toilet paper, Lysol, or hand sanitizer), certainly everything in the produce section, but weirdly - no bananas. Just that day. Or two weeks; how would I know.

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April 10, 2020: Two More Weeks

Two weeks since I went grocery shopping. Two weeks since I did laundry. Two weeks since I was in a shared enclosed space.

I've stopped walking around the block. Too many people. Now I'm in the woods.

I'm finding parts of the park I never knew existed. Going off on trails on a whim. I found the waterfall.

Everything feels both sped up and slowed down. There's so much to do for work. The district's lawyer described it as drinking from a fire hose. That feels... more right than not.

I keep thinking I should go grocery shopping. This internal sense of time. It's time to go to Hannaford's. It's time to wash my clothes. When I actually look in the cupboard and the fridge and the closet, though, I have enough. I'm doing fine.

Even my bank account is fine. For the first time since I moved up here, I'm not worried about money. This morning, after my paycheck and before I paid my credit card bill, I had $6000 in the bank. It's been years. If the stimulus check comes through, I'll get $1200. It doesn't feel fair. I still have a job. Some people are going to donate theirs. I can't bring myself to give up the piece of mind.

Every time I talk to Mom and Dad, they're so-- unworried. They're being careful, but they don't seem stressed. I think it helps that they're up on the hill. No one in sight but the cows.

I feel like I should be writing. The barrier is the amount of time. I think it's been a year.

I think I need to eat something real. I'm not sure what. Or maybe sleep. I don't know what I want. Nothing sounds good.

I listed to As It Is' album The Great Depression on repeat while I was out walking. It felt good, and now it feels insubstantial.

It all feels insubstantial.

I think I need to eat. I definitely need to make bread. I'm out. There's still crackers, and tortillas, and stuff like that. I'm not too worried. But I should probably make some bread.

I feel like I'm failing all the time.

And then I go in the woods and I don't feel like I'm failing. It snowed today. Big fat flakes. Then back to rain. Snow-rain-snow-rain, all my rain gear slick but I was warm and safe, sliding in the mud.

I see my kids and I don't feel like I'm failing. I found a way to put away my school stuff, and that didn't feel like failing.

Productivity is good. And exhausting. It's hard to tell the difference between inertia-exhaustion and hard work-exhaustion.

And I'm always in pain. All this sitting around is terrible.

I need to get up and eat.

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April 10, 2020: update from two hours later

I ate real food.

It helped.

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Epilogue: August 17, 2020: Two to go

Last entry was three work days left. Today's is two days until work begins.

Summer has been... summer: walking in the woods in the rain and sleeping weird hours and cleaning my entire house and watching entire shows in one go.

In a lot of ways, the strangest part was not being able to camp with A, not because of lockdown, but because her baby is too young. Like the downtown construction, might as well consolidate all the weirdness into one year.

Some parts feel normal. Someday (I assume) we'll be able to go back into indoor spaces with strangers and not wear masks. To hug our students and give high-fives. To visit family without checking the map to see if it's allowed. For now, though, the masks at least feel normal. Feel safe. Feel right. It's going to be a long time before I feel safe around strangers again.

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postscript: and then i spent a year processing it all through fiction.

#reblogs turned off but replies/asks/etc. about it are welcome #like i said... just needed to reflect and process for a while #because today marks 3 years and for the most part everything was just... normal.#shoutout to one of my coworkers who took some time to talk it through with me #i wasn't even in this district then #but i needed that today.#long post

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sangoqueenkoko · 3 months

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◦•●◉✿ 𝐞𝐥'𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ✿◉●•◦

where all my masterlists are

no smut!!

𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐥, 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐞𝐛𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬!

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and admin of @kingdomofdelulus ✨

Others (non-Genshin related)

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Drabbles

any series made? (masterlists tagged)

dottore - I don't want realism; I want magic

birthday letters:

to ari, from albedo (2024)

i am taking a small break, because i want to focus on my dottore series and college

JUST BECAUSE I am 20, I will NOT take any NSFW-related requests. I do not know how old the person requesting it is, and I am uncomfortable writing it. I have no… ahem… sort of experience on certain topics. But! B. B. B. If the request mentions blood—depending on the context, no childbirth, because I’ll skip to after that part—I will allow it.

If you want the reader in the story to have a specific gender, I will be happy to work with that. If not, I stay with gender neutral so that everyone is happy with it.

‼️if you want to request and don’t want it in an ask for private reasons, DM me :) we can talk it out. but we may have to change some things depending on what it is‼️

also, i suck at endings.

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact x you #masterlist #masterpost #els recommendations

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ezcater · 4 months

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Why Leap Day Is the Perfect Day to Order Food for the Office

Thursday, February 29 is one of those days that comes along every four years. Nothing particularly special happens that day and nothing is usually expected. For a lot of people, it’s just another day at the office.

Why not turn Leap Day into something special this year? Offices everywhere are always looking for something to celebrate. From offbeat holidays to birthdays and workiversaries, your office calendar may be full of dates to keep an eye on. With Leap Day, you have one more to add to the list. It’s the perfect day to order catering and turn this extra day into something special. You could be catering Columbus Ohio workplace lunches for the whole team that day! Here are a few reasons to plan a team lunch for Leap Day. It’s an Out-of-the-Ordinary Day In business, out-of-the-ordinary isn’t always the most positive thing. When something disrupts the status quo, for instance, business leaders may end up scrambling to get things back on track. When it comes to out-of-the-ordinary days or events, it can be an entirely different story. Out-of-the-ordinary events can shake up the day. And, sometimes, when you’re looking for a boost in motivation and productivity, shaking things up can ignite a spark of inspiration. Leap Day may be the perfect day to shake things up. Order catering for lunch and bring new energy into the office. When you add food to the equation, you’re left with a happy team, more energized to get things done. Out-of-the-ordinary work events can add nuance to an otherwise “same-same” workweek. It’s the Last Day of the Month For a lot of workplaces, the end of the month can be a rush as deadlines loom. Leap Day or not, it’s nice to have a respite from that rush. Is a catered lunch enough of a respite? For a lot of team members, it just might be. As this year’s extended February comes to a close, team leads or office admins can put in their orders. In no time, you can be catering Nashville office lunches with a taco bar from Taco Express Mexican Grill or a two-meat combination buffet from Bar-B-Cutie. No matter what’s on the menu, knowing that lunch is taken care of can be a huge burden lifted when deadlines loom. Team members may feel more tense or as though they have less time to dedicate to lunch—and catering can help alleviate some of that. It’s a Great Time to Recognize the Team It may only be February—even if that February is one day longer than usual—but Leap Day can be a great day to recognize the efforts of the team thus far. Celebrate the wins of January and February with a catered lunch. Leap Day gives you a day to hold that lunch. You could even turn it into a team-building event or an all-company meeting where you call out the wins of 2024 so far. This kind of positive reinforcement can set the stage for continued success as the year marches on. About ezCater With ezCater, you’re just a few clicks away from ordering an amazing lunch. ezCater was initially developed to connect medical sales reps with quality catering as they traveled the nation holding sales meetings. Today, businesses in every state rely on ezCater to connect them with exceptional local restaurants and caterers. You can order high-rated Cincinnati catering for team lunches or the best catering OKC offers for your upcoming corporate retreat. From coast to coast, city to city, order food that works in minutes. You can also customize your catering search to find specific cuisines or to meet the dietary needs of team members. With ezCater, corporate catering has never been easier. Put a Leap Day office lunch on your calendar and place your order at https://www.ezcater.com/ Original Source: https://bit.ly/3SEsBuZ

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187days · 4 months

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Day Ninety-Seven

So, Mrs. T was totally surprised to come in this morning to find her office decorated for her birthday. She knew right away that I was involved (she'd done basically the same thing to my apartment when I turned thirty, so she could see the symmetry), but she spent about half the day figuring out who my accomplices were, then thanked everyone for making her day. I think she assumed that was it, but, in fact, her husband planned a surprise dinner party for her, and invited the whole Cacophony and then some. It was super fun.

As for the teaching day? It was short because it was an early release day, and, while my attendance was a little spotty, I think it went pretty well.

I taught the same Global Studies lesson I'd taught yesterday- to my B day classes this time- and I was happy with students' engagement. Anything that holds their attention on a day with an irregular schedule is a huge win. APGOV was great, too; my students had read the last part of Brutus 1 for homework, and today they had no trouble articulating the argument the author was making about the size of the republic. They spent the rest of the block- and will spend most of the remainder of the week- tackling the counterarguments in Federalist 10 and 51. We're going to have a discussion about both documents on Monday; I tried that for the first time during the first semester, and liked how it went, so I'm doing it again.

After students left, we had a nice, long lunch break, followed by a quick faculty meeting. The Principal had some general announcements, and wanted to share out the first semester's discipline data (WAY better than last year's). Then Dean 1 took over to give instructions for the work we did in departments; examining state testing data, making observations, asking questions. My department did that fairly quickly, and then we all had time to ourselves. I used about half of mine to do some long-term APGOV planning, and then I had a meeting.

The admins wanted to talk to all the department heads about credit recovery- what to do when a student fails a graduation required course- because, while we have some stuff in place, they're thinking we can have a better, more consistent process. So we talked about what that would look like. I went on a tangent about leveling and placement because misplaced students impact failure rates, but The Principal and The Head of School Counseling reeled me back in. I got a promise from The Principal to revisit that topic in the future, though.

So that's something.

#teaching #teachblr #teacher #edublr #education #high school #social studies #mrs. t #Dean 2 #Dean 1 #The Principal #the head of school counseling #meetings meetings meetings #department head #day ninety seven #early release

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He's nervous about the gift. What do you get a man that seems to have it all? Kieran places an oblong box on Giovanni's desk and clasps his hands in front of his body. He makes every effort not to fidget with the rings on his fingers or to smile beyond a subtle half-smile. A small part of him is hopeful that he'll like it. The box itself is sleek ebony, the inside lined with velvet, molded in a way to hold seven Poké Balls neatly. Also inside, there are seven custom Poké Balls, handmade from apricorns native to Johto and Kanto. One of each kind. Not many people made Poké Balls this way anymore, and those that did take great pride in their craft.

"Happy birthday, Boss."

a palm is leaned against the edge of the desk as he exhales the last bits of smoke from the cigarette before crushing it in the ashtray. there's no change in the frigidly stoic look on his face as the box is opened – not by him, but by the admin standing beside him after given a wordless command consisting of a simple glance towards them.

from the first look, giovanni can tell that the quality of craftsmanship is there. even more so as he lifts one, inspecting the dual color and the moon shape carved on top of it. after having been collecting poké balls his whole life, and even playing part in inventing one, the quality is easy to spot. " thank you. these are very impressive. " / @twcheaded / extended b-day asks (derogatory)

#twcheaded #《 asks. 》#《 v – main. 》#🥺🥺🥺

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musicpoly04 · 1 year

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POSTED ON 29/11/2022 BY ADMIN

Đàn piano là một trong những loại nhạc cụ được sử dụng nhiều nhất hiện nay với âm thanh trong trẻo, mượt mà khiến người nghe đắm chìm trong âm thanh của nó. Nhiều bạn trẻ cũng rất thích thú khi được xem ai đó chơi loại nhạc cụ này. Hiện nay có rất nhiều cách học đàn piano cho người mới bắt đầu trên mạng. Dưới đây Music Poly xin giới thiệu 5 cách học đàn piano cho người mới bắt đầu hiệu quả nhất tại nhà nhé!

Table of Contents

1. Lợi ích của việc học piano

Âm nhạc luôn mang lại những lợi ích tuyệt vời như:

Giúp xả stress, giải tỏa áp lực mỗi ngày

Giúp người chơi có trí nhớ tốt hơn, tăng khả năng tư duy

Học đàn không phải một sớm một chiều có thể chơi được. Nó sẽ rèn luyện cho chúng ta tính kiên trì khi theo đuổi một thứ gì.

Chơi piano sẽ khiến người chơi du dương và nhịp nhàng hơn trong cuộc sống

2. 5 bước học đàn piano cho người mới bắt đầu hiệu quả

2.1. Chọn đàn piano phù hợp

Đàn piano có rất nhiều thương hiệu và mẫu mã trên thị trường. Nhưng đối với những người mới bắt đầu thì việc lựa chọn cho mình một loại đàn phù hợp không phải là điều dễ dàng. Hiểu được tâm lý này, Music Poly đã nghiên cứu thị trường và mang đến đây những nhà cung cấp đàn piano uy tín chất lượng nhất Hà Nội.

2.2. Làm quen với các phím

Sau khi sở hữu được một cây đàn piano phù hợp, việc tiếp theo cần làm là làm quen với các phím đàn. Một cây đàn piano sẽ có tổng cộng 88 phím, bao gồm: 52 phím trắng và 36 phím đen.

Phím trắng gọi là phím tự nhiên. Phím đen gọi là phím hóa. Các phím có tác dụng thực hiện các nốt hóa học như dấu thăng (#) và dấu giáng (b). Các phím đen được chia thành nhóm 2 phím đen và nhóm 3 phím đen.

Notes: Đàn piano có 7 nốt nhạc cơ bản lần lượt là A B C D E F G, La Si Do Re Mi Fa Sol, đây là kiến thức cơ bản mà người mới chơi đàn nào cũng cần nắm vững.

Hợp âm: Hợp âm thường có từ 3 nốt trở lên, nếu dùng 3 nốt gọi là hợp âm ba, dùng 4 nốt gọi là tứ, 5 là ngũ âm và 6 là lục hợp.

Các hợp âm piano cơ bản: 14 hợp âm piano cơ bản là 7 hợp âm trưởng và 7 hợp âm thứ. Hợp âm trưởng được ghi là C D E F G A B. Hợp âm thứ là Cm Dm Em Fm Gm Am Bm.

2.3. Tư thế khi đánh đàn

Khi chơi đàn piano, bạn nên có tư thế ngồi thoải mái. Vị trí đặt ngón tay mềm mại, không quá cứng. Vì vậy, khi chơi, bạn có thể tự do tạo ra những giai điệu của riêng mình.

2.4. Thực hành những bài nhạc đơn giản

Khi bạn đã thành thạo các hợp âm này, bạn sẽ rất dễ dàng luyện tập và chơi các bài hát đơn giản để cải thiện quá trình chơi của mình.

Một bài hát với những hợp âm rất dễ và quen thuộc mà nhiều người mới bắt đầu luyện tập là bài Happy Birthday.

Cách chơi piano Happy Birthday khá đơn giản. Bằng cách xem các nốt nhạc của từng đoạn nhạc, người chơi có thể chơi chậm từng nốt nhạc để dễ dàng làm quen với các nốt nhạc.

Sau khi đã quen với các nốt nhạc của bài Happy Birthday, người chơi có thể chơi nhanh hơn và dần dần có thể chơi được các bài khó hơn.

2.5. Tham khảo những giáo trình để tự học đàn piano cho người mới bắt đầu

Giáo trình sẽ rất hữu ích để tự học đàn piano cho người mới bắt đầu. Các bài học trong giáo trình sẽ giúp bạn hoàn thành các hợp âm piano, nốt nhạc và cấu trúc piano. Bạn có thể sử dụng nó một cách hợp lý.

3. Những lưu ý khi tự học đàn piano cho người mới bắt đầu

Những lưu ý để tự học đàn piano cho người mới bắt đầu:

Phải thật kiên trì, tập luyện thường xuyên không được bỏ cuộc.

Đưa ra lịch trình để chơi đàn tốt hơn tránh nhàm chán khi sử dụng.

Để có kết quả học piano tốt hơn, bạn có thể đầu tư cho mình một cây đàn piano điện hoặc cơ. Tùy vào túi tiền cũng như nhu cầu mục đích sử dụng mà bạn có sự lựa chọn cho mình một cây đàn phù hợp.

Bạn có thể kết hợp học tại trung tâm và tự luyện tại nhà để đạt hiệu quả tốt hơn

Thường xuyên luyện tập các hợp âm cơ để hiểu rõ hơn và thành thạo hơn khi học đàn.

Chia bài hát thành từng đoạn một để người chơi dễ ghi nhớ và đánh đúng từng nốt nhạc.

Không nên sử dụng bàn đạp duy trì cho người mới bắt đầu.

Người mới tập chơi cần nắm rõ vị trí các nốt trên từng ngón tay để sử dụng đúng hơn.

Với tất cả những gì chúng tôi vừa chia sẻ về cách học đàn piano cho người mới bắt đầu. Hy vọng những thông tin trên sẽ giúp người mới bắt đầu tự học piano tại nhà hiệu quả nhất.

Theo dõi Website và Fanpage của Music Poly để biết thêm những mẫu đàn piano hot nhất hiện nay nhé!

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patchwork-crow-writes · 2 years

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So hey! Apparently it was Undertale's 7th Birthday a few days back, and it's almost (already has?) been a year since Deltrarune Chapter 2 was inflicted upon the world. With that in mind, and in commemoration of this auspicious occasion, I have taken it upon myself to compose a short piece of fiction. Please enjoy :)

Something exploded off on the far side of the royal library. Ralsei didn't even look up from his book. The hope had been that she might have calmed down by now...

'Hey Ramsey Guess What'

Perhaps if he read harder, she'd get bored and go away. This was the third wall she'd destroyed in the past hour, and he really didn't want to have to repair the castle a second time. He focused his gaze so fixedly upon the words in front of him that they almost caught fire.

'My Internal Clock Informs Me That It Has Been One Year Since I Was Crowned Ruler Of This Supply Closet/Castle Isn't That Cool Rudolph'

The prince sighed, snapping his book shut and returning it to its shelf with his scarf. He looked up at Queen, who had decided in her infinite wisdom to perch up on one of the tall shelves, balancing on one leg like some mechanical trapese artist.

'It... it hasn't even been a day...?' he said, knowing full well this inconvenienct fact would be ignored.

'Somebody Should Initialise deliciouscake.Exe To Mark The Occasion Don't You Think'

'Err, that could be... well, we DO have some excellent chefs in Castle Town, I'm certain one of them will be happy to-'

'No I Have Already Decided That You're Going To Do It' she replied with an imperious laugh.

Ralsei's glasses nearly fell off his nose. 'M-m-me?! B-but I... I'm very busy right now Queen, what with admin, expansion of the castle... (and not to mention the reconstruction work...)'

Queen's visor lit up with an array of question marks. 'Don't You Have: Guys (Peons) To Do All That'

'N-no, I... err...'

'I'll Forward You Some Of Mine For A Bit/Now Chop Chop This Cake Isn't Going To: Install Itself Is It Rufus'

'...I'll go fire up the cauldron.'

'No You Won't LMAO'

He froze in place. '...dare I ask why...?'

Queen laughed again, leaping down from her perch. 'I May Or May Not Have Tried Drinking From It And Now It: Won't Respond/Not Even Tasque Manager Could Get It To Run'

'...no, of course. Of course. Why'd I bother asking...?'

'What Was That Rousseau'

Ralsei forced a smile. 'I SAID, I'd be happy to make it by hand. Wh-what sort of-?'

'I Shall Print Off Detailed Instructions For You To Follow/Even A Non-Computer Idiot Could Follow Them/Any Questions'

He looked down. 'Y-yes, why are your feet smoking like that...?'

'Sorry Can't Hear You Over How Cool These New Jet Boots Are Kthxbye'

And with a scream of fire and smoke, Queen rocketed away, obliterating another wall and leaving scorch marks on the lovely carpet he'd only laid yesterday.

...on reflection, perhaps a spot of baking was just what he needed to soothe his frayed nerves.

Additional Notes: In truth I wanted to do this sooner, to coincide with the Queen's platinum jubilee, but I was busy and stuff. Given recent events, I'm not sure this timing's much better really. No offence is meant, this is just intended as a bit of lighthearted fun to celebrate one year since Chapter 2 released. Also I plan to write continuations to this semi-frequently, mainly involving several characters from Deltarune trying to, err, 'help' fluffy boy make a cake for Queen's one-day jubilee. I have ideas for how these will play out, but if you wanna field any suggestions my way, please do, in whatever manner is easiest. Could be a fun little exercise in author/reader collaboration, couldn't it? All that said, thanks for reading, and have a fantastic day :)

#fiction #fanfiction #deltarune #ralsei #queen deltarune #undertale 7th anniversary #chapter 2 anniversary #part one #open to suggestions #I will contunue this #...someday

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noonachronicles · 6 years

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Appa

Kim Jun-myeon/ Suho X Reader

Word Count - 2.6k

Genre - Fluff , Family!AU

Warnings - None

A/N - This was originally a request for @noona-clock and I decided to save it as a part 2 birthday surprise for B! Okay… but honestly, I am so sorry? I feel like it’s not usually what people expect when they ask for Family/Father!Idol fluff but I don’t know what happened. I got really carried away thinking about Suho taking care of his kid and then it turned into this… Enjoy!? I hope!

One and a half years. One and a half years of late nights and no sleep. One and half years of breastfeeding and inconvenient pump and dumps in the seriously small bathroom stalls at work. One and a half years of diaper changes and cleaning up puke…and your son decided that his first word was going to be appa.

Not to be mistaken, you were thrilled that your little one was growing and that you’d reached a huge milestone in his life. That could not be denied. That undeniable joy you felt just happened to be a little bittersweet.

“Did you hear that?” Junmyeon asked every time your chubby cheeked little man would sputter out the word. Which was often, as if the boy refused to learn any other word.

“Yep, I heard.” You’d smile through the tiniest heartache.

It was worth it, as much as you hated to admit, to see the unrelenting smile that had spread across Junmyeon’s face and would not be replaced. He worked hard for the two of you. Exhausting hours, weeks away from his family at a time. Somehow, after all that, he’d come home and hear that one little word and his whole face would light up. His gorgeous almond eyes disappearing into crescent moons with every single, appa, that passed your sons lips.

Hurriedly you grabbed your overnight bag and your purse. Junmyeon stood just out of your path, your son sitting on his hip watching you curiously as you burned a trail into the hardwood floor.

“You’re sure you’re going to be okay?” You asked again.

“I’m positive. It’s barely two days.” Junmyeon said, but your mind was already elsewhere.

Listing off the things you needed to bring and needed done in your head and on your fingers. “Okay. I left the phone number of the hotel I’m at on the fridge. I used the magnet with the doctors phone number on it, which you should have in your phone, but just in case. All you have to do is drop him off at the daycare this morning. My sister will pick him up and meet you back here with him and then you just do the same thing tomorrow morning. I’ll be home super early the morning after, but I should be fine to take him to daycare, I’ll probably just sleep on the plane. There’s milk in the fridge for today and in the freezer for tomorrow, just pull out the bottles from the freezer before bed tonight so it’s ready to go by the morning. I think that’s everything.”

“I’ll be fine. He’s my son too, you know. I know you do most of it but I remember how to parent.” He chuckled.

You took a deep breath and nodded, “I know, it’s just… I’ve never, this is my first time away from him since he was born. You’ve left plenty for work, but I’ve never not kissed him goodnight.”

“Are you gonna cry?” Junmyeon grinned.

“No!” You pouted and kicked him lightly on the shin. “Don’t be mean.”

“I love you.” He smiled once more and leaned in, pressing a kiss to your lips. Your son leaned in pressed a sloppy wet one on your cheek.

“I love you too.” You smiled, throwing your bag strap over your shoulder, “Be good boys. No parties.”

“Daemyeon, please tell your mother to get out of here already.” Junmyeon laughed. “She’s stalling.”

“Appa!” The little boy smiled cheerfully.

“No!” You leaned in kissing his big soft cheeks. “Say eomma. Mama. Mommy. Mom…”

“Buh buh! Appa!” He said happily waving goodbye, fingers glistening with spit since he’d been sucking on his hand.

“Bye bye.” You sighed happily and pressed one last kiss against his rosy cheek. “I’ll miss you, my favorite guy in the whole world.”

“Ahem.” Junmyeon raised an eyebrow. You gave him a quick wink and a kiss and were on your way.

Once you were gone Junmyeon had to rush to get ready. He had to record a voice over for a commercial, and meet the rest of EXO to practice the special choreography for an award show performance they’d been preparing for. He had no time to waste. He also had no idea how hard doing everything was with a twenty-five pound baby on your hip.

“Mr. Kim…” the daycare attendant sighed once more, “He usually cries when your wife drops him off. He’ll stop once you’re out of view. I promise.”

It had been twenty minutes. Every time he put Daemyeon down the little boy would look up at him, big brown eyes brimming with alligator tears, and lip trembling. Every time Junmyeon turned his back, thinking he could do it, he would hear that one sweet word that your son had perfected. He couldn’t do it. He just couldn’t leave your weepy baby calling out his moniker.

“I’ll just take him today.” Junmyeon said looking down at his watch, he was already late, “He’s been feeling a little under the weather anyway. I’ll just take him today and we’ll try again tomorrow.”

“If you’re sure, Mr. Kim.” the attendant said with a small grin, there was always something adorable about a new parent.

Running late was not something Junmyeon liked to do and he had found that once he was late for one thing it had become a domino affect leaving him late for everything else as well. He didn’t have a choice though, after deciding to keep your son with him, he had to go back home and pack a baby bag for the rest of the day. This only made him more late in doing the voiceover for the commercial.

Luckily at that point it was still early and Dae sat quite happily with his toys in the floor while Junmyeon completed his recordings. He was not as lucky when it came to the dance practice.

It was early afternoon at that point and Dae should have been an hour into his nap. Attention from his many uncles kept him entertained at first but when it was time to get to work and he had to sit alone, he was not having it. He teeter tottered across the dance floor crying for his appa, causing pile ups as the guys all tried to avoid kicking or hitting him accidentally.

Junmyeon even tried holding him as he danced to at least get the footwork mastered. It didn’t last long at all since the dance was exhausting enough without a twenty-five pound weight.

After a half an hour he collapsed on the hardwood covered in sweat and more out of breath than he had been in years.

“Hyung…” Kai said sitting down next to Junmyeon with a sigh, Dae happily crawled from his father’s lap to his uncles. “Maybe you don’t have to stay. You can come back tomorrow and put in one hundred percent.”

“There’s no way. I can’t, the performance is this weekend that’s not enough time for me. I’m not a dancer like you are.”

“Hyumph…”

Junmyeon looked over to see Dae with one hand in Kai’s mouth and the other pulling his poor uncles top lip up to his nose. Laughing lightly he grabbed his son and nodded, “maybe you’re right.”

The sun had barely gone down and Junmyeon was more than ready for bed. He shared a shower with the boy, and had ended up using baby shampoo instead of regular shampoo on himself and just conditioner on Dae. But your son did have a fun time making bubbles in his father’s hair and giggling maniacally as it dripped down his forehead and into his eyes.

He had almost fallen asleep, trying to read a book he’d been working on for months when he finally got your call.

“Hey yeobo…” you yawned over the line.

“Hey, everything alright? Not thinking you should come home early are you?” Junmyeon laughed lightly half wishing that you would tell him you were at the airport already.

“Oh, no. I’ve been learning so much. It’s easier than I thought leaving little man behind. I actually took a nap today between classes, can you imagine? Ended up not actually going to the second lecture. Um, speaking of not going places…” you paused, “I got a call from the daycare. The teacher said that you told her Dae was feeling sick? Did you call the doctor? Was it a fever? How’s his poop been today?”

“No, he’s fine…” he looked over at the infant stretched out on your side of the bed, passed out, completely milk drunk with his empty bottle in his hand. “His cheeks were just pink and his nose was runny. I think he’s fine. Today worked out so I’ll drop him off tomorrow like I was supposed to.”

“Okay, well,” you sighed, “I had fun today but, honestly, I miss you. It’s lonely being away from the two of you.”

“Now you know how I feel when I’m away.” He smirked, closing the book on his lap.

“Yeah, I guess so. I’m sorry I never really thought about it that way. I just always assumed you and the guys were up to no good and you’d forget all about us.”

“You’re my best friend, nothing is as fun without you.” He said softly trying to keep himself together. “I could be in the middle of a show, surrounded by a thousand people, and still feel alone because you’re not by my side.”

You let out a long sigh, blinking away tears, “I have to go to bed. Early class in the morning. Give Dae kisses for me, okay? I love you, Junmyeon.”

“I love you too. Dream of me.” Clicking off his phone he sank down into the pillows, his heart racing.

After so many years it blew his mind how you still made him feel like he did when he was a teenager who was just starting to talk to girls. Rolling over he lightly ran his fingers over the silky soft curls that covered Daemyeon’s head.

“Your momma is something else.” He said quietly, taking in the serenity of a sleeping baby before letting himself fall asleep as well.

The next morning was a mess. Junmyeon had forgotten to take the milk out from the freezer. He quickly realized this because your son happened to be a little monster when he was hungry.

“Just like your mother.” He murmured putting the milk bottle in a saucepan with water, hoping it would thaw quickly.

Unable to handle the crying for too long he offered the boy a cookie to suck on while the milk was warming. Having seen you multitask plenty of times he attempted to do the same. Sitting Dae on the mat in the living room and running to get ready. He checked himself out in the full length mirror . A casual pair of jeans, a T-shirt and a sweater, all he needed was dab of cologne and he was ready for the day.

“Oh, no.” He sighed waking back into the living room.

Dae had made a paste out of the cookie and his own spit, and had used that to decorate the television. And to ensure that none of the remotes would ever be usable again. At least, he thought, the crying had stopped.

He sprinted into the kitchen where the water in the sauce pan was boiling over. The milk clearly too hot for your sons mouth. Junmyeon cursed and looked up at the clock where he was running late once more. He bagged the too hot milk and picked up your already sticky, messy son and took off to the daycare.

Despite his frustrations from the mornings events and the lessons he thought he’d learned the day before…he still couldn’t do it. He couldn’t leave Daemyeon screaming and crying with a complete stranger. Not when he so pathetically cried for his appa.

“Just… I’ll take him.” He said picking him up from the multicolored mat.

“Mr. Kim, are you sure?” The attendant ask once more. Junmyeon looking a lot more exhausted than he had the day before.

He nodded. “His mom is back tomorrow, she’ll drop him off.”

“Okay, have a good afternoon, sir.”

Back in his car seat Dae giggled and blew spit bubbles as Junmyeon drove to the studio, making one more stop on the way there.

“The prince has returned!” Baekhyun cheered happily as Daemyeon weeble wobbled into the dance room dragging his baby bag and stuffed monkey.

“Sorry guys, but I have a plan!” Junmyeon said quickly noticing several concerned glances. “So nobody worry.”

The morning and afternoon was exhausting, but using the baby carrier to carry Dae around on his back was Junmyeon’s most genius idea yet. The other guys even had fun taking turns with the kid strapped to their fronts or backs. Challenging each other to see who could complete the dance the best or who could complete the dance the most with the extra baby weight.

After they took a break for lunch which included Chanyeol and Xiumin stealing applesauce pouches from the baby bag, and Dae refusing to leave Jongdae’s lap while he ate, your son was more than burnt out. He had completely crashed in the corner on his blanket with his pastel blue monkey under his head. Junmyeon felt proud of himself, like a successful father. He could do it all and he couldn’t wait to tell you.

Still pumped about his successful afternoon of parenting he went home to accomplish even more. He put down Dae for his afternoon nap and cleaned the remotes and the television until they looked brand new. He did a load of laundry, and even cooked dinner for himself. He was surprised when the front door opened after he had put Dae down to sleep for the night after bath time.

“Did I miss him?” You asked dropping your bags on the couch.

Junmyeon nodded, “Sorry, baby. You’re home so early.”

“The daycare said he didn’t stay again. And you weren’t answering your phone so I panicked and I took the first flight I could get home.” You admitted as he wrapped his arms around you.

“That’s why you didn’t answer when I returned your call.” He grinned.

“What happened? Is he okay? Is he still sick?”

Junmyeon blushed, “He was never sick. I just… couldn’t leave him. He kept crying for me, appa appaaaa.”

“Kim Junmyeon… you did not fall for the alligator tears.” You tried so hard to keep from giggling but were so incredibly unsuccessful.

“It wasn’t just the tears! He was calling to me, it was heartbreaking!” He pouted.

“My poor baby.” You laughed pulling his hips closer, “Two whole days with our little monster, you must be so tired.”

“I am so tired. I did a lot. I danced with him on my back, it was the world’s hardest workout.” He said pressing his lips against your neck as the two of you somehow started making your way down the hall.

“You what?” You asked incredulously as the pair of you hit the bedroom.

“Yeah, I used one of those baby carriers.”

“Junmyeon…that’s… incredibly sexy.”

He raised his eyebrows, “oh really?”

“Incredibly.” You nodded, pushing him onto the bed and crawling on top of him. He moaned beneath you as you ran your hands through his hair. Pulling back you looked at him curiously, “Junmyeon… why do you smell like baby shampoo?”

Junmyeon was finally able to leave for work right on time the next morning. Dae sitting content on your hip as he kissed you goodbye. No tears, just a cheerful little, “buh buh appa.”

“Is he staying today?” The nursery attendant asked as you went to drop him off.

“Yes. Absolutely.” You smiled and pressed a dozen kisses into his soft curls before handing him over.

He started to cry, like he normally did, as you signed the paperwork. His lip was trembling as you waved goodbye and blew kisses his way, promising to be back soon. Then, with your hand on the door handle you heard it.

“Ahmamaaaaa…Mama.” He whimpered.

And you turned to the attendant, heart exploding in your chest, and said “Actually… maybe we’ll try again tomorrow.”

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