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Highschool! Valorant boys reaction to you going to detention!!
Scenario: Highschool! Valorant boys reacting to you going to detention (and picking you up?)
Characters Included: Chamber, Yoru,
Pt. 1
(hewo guys I’m kinda flopping rn so I’m here with a hopeful banger, I thought of this idea at 11:23 pm last night so let’s hope I stop my reign of flopping with this post. If anyone’s interested, school is okay like it’s actually decent if you like sitting in a classroom with an aircon, 2 electric fans with the windows open for 4 hours.. i should’ve thought of an idea in said 4 hours of sitting in a classroom but i think all i was thinking about in that 4 hours was how hungry i was.)
Chamber - Vincent Fabron
- “Ms. L/n, you have detention after school.” The teacher announced. “Excuse me?” you asked, confuzzled of what you just heard. Your lovely, rich, French boyfriend looked over to you, then to the teacher. “May I ask why?” you placed your pen down. “You were caught cutting classes three times in the past two weeks.” the teacher sighed, putting his book down on the table. You rolled your eyes, cutting class to go to the cafeteria has inevitably come to bite you in the ass.
- At first, Chamber was sort of shocked? But not really. He didn’t really expect you to be in trouble, he was more worried of the fact he planned a cute little (expensive) date with you after school.
- After classes, you sloppily entered an empty classroom where detention would be held. Honestly, you expected this to happen anyways..
- There were about 6 people in the class, all away from each other. You sat down, almost in defeat. You were to sit here for about an hour and think about world war II or something, anything to pass time. Maybe think about what happened to you during April 11, 2017.
- Before almost drifting into sleep, you see someone peek out the window outside the classroom. And, a small spark ignited within you, a small spark of hope. You looked intently, and a familiar figure walked through the door.
- “Ah, Sir. Good afternoon.” your boyfriend said, his hands behind his back.
- I would think he’d pay the teacher to let you go, but guyss.. chamber isn’t like that.. okay.. he’d do it right away.
- “And who might you be?” the teacher in charge asked. Behind his back, a small stack of cash laid comfortably in his hands, the man chuckled before putting the stack in front of him. “A gift, now in return, please let everyone in this room go.” he said with a small smirk. Everyone in the room’s eyes widened and they looked at each other like the person before them had gone mad.
- “I- It’s prohibited to bribe teachers.. you should know that.” the teacher said, mouth still agape and eyes drilled into the cash that sat in front of him. “Both of us know you want it, I only requested something so small.” the male sighed jokingly. “Fine, you guys get out of here.” the teacher smiled greedily, taking the cash into his hands and counting them. Everyone in the room rejoiced, whooping and happy shrieks were heard before quickly leaving the room.
- You were the last to get out, you were in a moment of being impressed that he’d do something like this. “Sorry, my dear. The nearest ATM was farther than expected.” he chuckled. “How much was that?” you asked. “About 2k, teachers will take any cash these days.” he sighed. Then there was a pause of silence. “Oohh!! You care about me sooo much!!” you shrieked, wrapping your arms around his neck as you jumped up and down. “I know. Now, let’s get going. I have a date with you to attend.” he said, softly taking your hand into his.
Yoru - Ryo Kiritani
- When he heard you were getting detention, he scoffed to himself. And then thought if he influenced you to get in trouble and now going to detention.
- I would believe that Ryo has lots of appointments for detention, but he’d just not attend and so the teachers woefully gave up in trying to drag him into detention since if they did they would probably get their jaw smashed into a locker.
- He laughed at your face during lunch when you were going to serve your first time in detention.
- “HAH, YOU ACTUALLY GOT IN TROUBLE.” he cackled. You stayed silent, fuming in anger. “Oh, no.. what’s your mom gonna think about this?” he mocked before laughing again. “Ryo, shut up before I break up with you.” you threatened. His loud cackles then slowly turned into muffled giggles. He curled his hand into a fist before slowly banging it on the table while giggling. “I’m leaving.” you stood up and grabbed your bag. “Don’t.. don’t do it, don’t leave.” he smiled, gripping your hand softly.
- After class, he followed you going into the classroom not before chuckling once more. “Good luck, don’t die of boredom.” he snorted. “Whatever, fuck you.” you walked away.
- He then walked to the teacher’s faculty for some odd reason. “Ms. Emma?” he said, going up to the teacher who was correcting papers. “Ah, what a surprise to see you here Mr. Kiritani.” the teacher dropped her pen. “Yeah, I’m here to serve detention.” he said, then the teacher’s eyes widened. “Say that again?” the teacher said in a whisper. “Uhh.. I’m here to go to detention?” he repeated. “Y- Yeah, of course.. just go into the detention room and- serve your time.” the teacher sighed happily. “’Kay.” the male said plainly before exiting the faculty.
- In the classroom, the door opened revealing an awaited figure. You looked at the door, expecting another “problem child”. “Ryo!?” you shouted. “Shh.” the teacher looked at you from his newspaper. He looked at you with a smirk and sat down beside you. You looked at him with widened eyes. “I wasn’t gone that long, calm down.” he scoffed, placing his bag down. “What demon possessed you to be here..” you whispered. “Just be grateful I’m here.” he grumbled.
(ight this shit ends here, I’m hungry as FUCK bro i don’t have no food, part two is later when i successfully stop myself from starving, also did you guys miss me 😋🥰🤗🥺)
pls don’tflop pls dontflop PLS DONT FLOP.
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*pokes this blog with a stick to see iif it's dead or not* you doin aight? get any farther?
*startled awake* Ah! huh?
Yes. Alive. TT0TT Just haven't had a chance to play. u_u (stuff is stuffing regardless if I want it to or not, in another week I'll be going on vaycay for a week so.......well I'll probs get farther on my Steam Deck ver but I'm still in April there fjdklsajf TT0TT).
Wait no, slight lie. We got to play once (a week ago?). We got the Kyoto trip (Bebe was there! Yay!). The slap happened tho (NOOOO BOOOO! D:<), and from what I remember it was even more uncalled for than the other versions. So yeah that solidified that "no matter how nice you make Yukari sound, her actions still piss me the fuck off"
Anyway hot spring scene, Junpei still a doucher. REALLY WEIRD they changed it???? Felt more like a 3D ver of P3P's for some reason???? (i don't usually play the male's side with P3P so I don't have it as memorized as the FeMC side or 3/FES vers). Like???? You removed the ONE kinda cool thing about P3's hot spring scene and it was the interaction! P3P gets a pass because it's in VN style so it's choices. But what's P3R's excuse???? TT0TT Why did you get rid of the interaction in exchange for dialogue choices????
They also changed the ending porting iirc.....? Maybe there's more than 2 endings. But it did make me go like...."why?"
I think it's the movie's influence again, I successfully got out, we made a break for the entrance. But unlike the movie they all got out, with Junpei/Ryo fainting by the entrance rather than in the hot spring itself.
I......don't really see the need to change it tbh, it made more sense for Junpei/Ryo to faint while we waited out IN the hot spring...but maaaaybe there's other routes and I just didn't see them. I'll have to find out later when I.....reload it. BU
Anyway, Chidori died. Junpei was sad. I was apathetic as usual. I think I'm in Tartarus now.
Maybe I'll play more this week. Maybe I'll nut up and try to play Fortnite (I hate multiplayer games with a passion), but I want the Korra stuff. ;w; Do I have to play PVP to do the battle pass? Can't I just do PVE? (sorry off topic, but that's my dilemma atm). Gonna be honest, I thought Persona would get me into that damned game, but nope. TT0TT Korra beat them to it
Oh back to P3R round up.....I did get to start Mitsu's SL! :D
I think my line up of SLs is looking pretty snazzy, I might max them all!
I do think P3R could've given us a LITTLE more wiggle room. Couldn't give us that lil URL thing a biiiiit sooner? >_> Just make it more expensive for crying out loud! That should balance it!
Of course maybe they didn't do that so they could cover up for the (still?) lack of mini games in the damn game (really? you couldn't copy and paste the P5 fishing game???? I see a damn pier in the background while I'm on the school rooftop! TT0TT)
At least I'm pretty sure I haven't seen a mini game around flkdjasflkja
Anyway that's my P3R round up! ....WAIT! ONE MORE THING! jklsdjf;ksaf
This didn't happen to me. But my friend/ex-coworker is playing it on gamepass and kfljasdlkfjkajf jklfdsjafl;jak snnnnnrrrkkk dfkslfjlk;ajfljafl
He had like 90 some hours in it and......he got booted back to the tutorial day TT0TT And is back to level 1 kfdljasklfj;alf
He asked me what happened and I was like "????? I dunno man??? TT0TT Never happened to me before fjdklasjfl this wouldn't happen if you did the PS2/PSP vers jsdklafj Maybe it's gamepass??? You sure it's not NG+? Did you leave it running"
"No!"
So he could be messing with me, or he got a weird glitch but rip to him if true. u_u If it was a glitch, wow Atlus/Xbox wow fkdjsal;fjkadjf
#silly asks#silly answers#it all depends on what my bf wants to do#if he's playing his own games then I'm doing my own thing#which is either some project for myself or going through my backlog#korra just came out so that's on my to-do list tho#well on the BRIGHT SIDE....if Persona ever does come to fortnite I'll know where to go instead of floundering like I am atm kdsljflka
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WHAT TIME IS IT?! RUNAWAY TIME!!!
OMFG I ACTUALLY LOST IT WHEN YOU SAID NICO IS A CHIHUAHUA CAUSE ITS SO TRUE (their parent energy is so fucking cute and definitely what keeps the group in line I LOVE THEM TOO!!!)
the parents piss me off so much it’s not even funny anymore and i know there’s still so much more messed up stuff i’m going to see from them ((definitely except tina minoru in a lgbtq+ way))
LESLIE IS THE ABSOLUTE WORST!!! the scaly-ness of him is nasty af and the fake-ness of how like pristine he is is unsettling. like what girl? you could legit have anyone else WAIT YOU HAVE A HUSBAND poor frank but also like screw him too
ANYWAYS i’ve only been able to watch the first episode of season two so here are my hot inputs (((you know like hot takes, but hot inputs since i’m input runaway anon? yeah, okay, moving on)))
okay so it wasn’t jonah who framed the kids, it was mr. wilder… what was this mans thinking smh, ooooh i do love how the parents have their own secret lair
EEEEEEEEEEEEHHHHH DEANORU
mmmmmm i’m not feeling good about alex “teaming” up with his dad’s ex bestie
BAHAHAHAHAHA gert: “pretty white privilege for the win.” ugh i love gert, she’s the definition of girlboss ((((okay like all the gals are girlbosses, but gert’s the leader of girlbossing))))
okay, nvm i’m tolerating alex’s dad’s ex-bestie, making alex fix up that house for the money is giving major dad joke vibes
YUP IM SOBBING the little funeral they had for graciela was so beautiful, how others began to chop to add as offerings (((((not to mention the little pride flag, it’s the small things))))))
my heart is breaking! gert just needs to believe that she’s good enough for and deserves chase!!! i respect chase for not pushing anything atm but i also just want to shove them together myself and make them hug or kiss or something
OH YEAH SUPER SECRET LAIR FOR THE KIDS THATS SO COOL TRY TO BEAT THAT PARENTS
AWWWWWW OLD LACE CUDDLING WITH MOLLY
oop karolina meeting up with her dad? i feel that’s gonna cause tension once the group finds out
i have lots of free time tomorrow and you can absolutely bet i’ll be spending it watching runways
so until then yours truly,
~ input runaway anon
THE PARENTS ARE SO MESSY that it make sense when some of them ended up being messy like Karolina baby what are you doing and Alex too but it's Alex so like uh what's next (also the whole frank + the religion thing is so messed up like that is a cult sir r u ok why do u wanna join a cult)
Strangers honouring someone they don’t even know??? And it’s people who barely have enough for their own self??? That scene was so heavy ((cause look at the parents who has everything and yet they’re so???))(((the pride flag made me emotional too)))
THE SECRET LAIR!!! They went from one expensive house to another (but it is so cool tho like really, I love the whole vibe). Also, Gert has the best comebacks/lines even in the comic!! SHE AND CHASE ARE THE ONLY HETERO COUPLE I GENUINELY SHIP. You haven't seen the length what their love makes them do (shit will hurt<3)
To end this in the daily word of DEANORU SWEET BABY GAYS. And the Old Lace moments warms my heart, plus Old Lace’s connection with Gert = protecting everyone close to Gert and I AM HERE FOR IT.
I CAN'T WAIT FOR YOU TO BE SHOCKED BY THE NEXT EPISODES or not, tbh, sometimes it's like ah okay then AHHH THE GAYYSSS and DINOSAUR SO COOL, but that's just me.
Thank you for sharing your hot inputs, input runaway anon <3
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me: so I should probably gene them up slowly.
me, five minutes later: (genes them up almost completely)
#fr#flight rising#gremlin blabs#my dragon#tundra#goldenheart#everglow#everglow still needs paint but it's not in the mp right now#and it's a little more expensive on the ah atm#and i'm trying to save as much money as possible hjkm#but soon...#anyway look how WONDERFUL they are...#(smooches them)
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happy 100+ !! could i req chocolate chip for tohma from genshin ? how do you think he would coddle his darling?
TOHMA - "CODDLE"
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notes: yandere, yn reader
When he held you it was like you were two halves of one holy grail. His touch was indulgent, overbearing even when it was merely a hug. A hug between friends.
Then why did it feel like such a step over your boundaries?
The Kamisato clan's assistant had been nothing but kind to you. He'd joke with you, and you'd laugh along because you were friends. His protective nature was because he cared for your wellbeing. His constant clinginess was because he enjoyed your company.
Like friends would.
He'd treat you to a custom kimono, take you to all the sights in Inazuma worth seeing. Should he really be spending that money? He found it fine, he forced you into the graces of Kamisato Ayaka herself.
A little bit of manipulation and she was his personal atm which would then funnel to you in all he'd pamper you with. His coddling is done through lavish praise and presents. While you think nothing of it, it sends the message to the rest of Inazuma that you're taken.
...
"Tohma, you really shouldn't have..." The response sounded half-baked. It was honest, he shouldn't have given you this custom hair piece. He had Ayaka, and you couldn't even fathom how much this accessory could've cost him.
But you weren't going to turn something free down.
You eyed the expensive piece of jewelry in awe, watching the shimmer of amethyst embedded into gold and it nearly sparkled in the light of the sun. You turned it over in your hand a couple of times, unsure if it was even real.
"You're right, I should get you something more. Ah, Ah. Don't fuss about it! ...It's what you deserve."
He lifted a finger to your lips before you could manage a protest against him.
While his last words were surely of positive connotation, the look in his eyes when he spoke sent his words in the form of a shiver down your spine.
#yandere x you#yandere x reader#yandere genshin impact#yandere tohma#yandere tohma x reader#yandere imagine
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Oh?? In the stuffed animal headcanons you mentioned furbies,,, my time to shine! Can I ask for headcanons of the main 6 with an s/o Who has a furby collection? And seriously doesn't get why people are afraid of them? I'm like Nadia, but I tinker with my furbies. I have about 60.
Hey! Thanks for requesting I hope you like it! ( I also agree with you, I don’t get why people are scared of them, I have two in my room atm if were being honest I just think they’re neat
Request r open!
Main Six with a Furby Fanatic Mc
Asra
If he doesn’t have one already. He has one now. And he’s happy with that. A little too happy if you ask me.
There have been times where you were wondering where the rent money has gone, then, enters asra, holding one of those 200 dollar long furbies, so it can ‘guard over the shop’ this is the third one and if he buys another one you have every right to be scared. He most definitely buys those stuffed animals with the furby face sewn on, that go for about 50-300 dollars, putting the both of you in more debt
He probably buys really cheap, probably most likely haunted ones from the thrift store and spiffys them up the best he can with out spending too much money. Congratulations asra put you in crippling debt because of his ‘cursed’ furby collection. He likes to paint them nice vibrant colors, and if you wear false lashes, he hot glues them onto your furbies- and if you don’t, he buys some. And good ones at that (the one time he tried using dollar store ones to hot glue on, they melted and ruined his whole creation.)
He vibes the hardest with the wizard furby and has spent a good chunk of your rent money to buy it. He doesn’t regret it though, it’s a great mascot for the shop, (if your still doing the witchy magick thing in a modern au, if your not he keeps it around anyway) he also likes the jester furby and proudly named it after lucio.
Nadia
She. Does. Not. Understand. Like at all. She’s trying too! A+ for effort, but uh-ohmygod
Look, if it makes you happy, she doesn’t mind, even though their lifeless eyes are staring into her soul.... Does she find it a bit unsettling? Yes. But she’ll push through and buy you as many as you’d like as long as you promise to keep them out of the bedroom and away from guest :)
She does find a lot of joy In tinkering with them though. If you were to buy a broken furby, and want it working, she’ll have it working in no time. One to do some major modifications but don’t want to mess it up. Babe she got you covered. Do you want one torn arpart so you could use the parts for another modification? She has it done. Also if you have any your not to wild about, she will gladly take them off your hands and use their parts for one of her projects.
I feel like Nadia would like customizing plain white ones a lot, I think she’d find it as a good stress reliever, but her favorite one has to be the limited edition Easter furby she thinks it’s cute and classy. It’s also to only one she doesn’t mind having out if you have company over.
Julian
God. Oh god. Oh god please no. No. Nope nope nope nope NOPE.
Look, your his light, the love of his life, he loves you more than anything in the whole world and he doesn’t want to deprive you of your interest, no not at all. Just why. Why must your interest be so.....interesting? No unique. Why must your interest be so..unique. That’s a nice way to put it. Unique
Some one mentioned under my post about the stuffed animals- I don’t remember who it was or what exactly it said but I remember the gist of it, (and if your that person and your seeing this make your self seen so you can get the credit- if you want it of course!) they pretty much said that Julian would be scared shitless if he were ever doing something and furby accidentally turned on, and I agree. Bonus points if it’s during sex, because not much turns Julian off, but a furby waking up in the middle of it say “feed me mama” definitely does the trick. Espically if it’s this bad boy. That’s also the breaking point for him. You can have them, just hide them some where when he’s around. Please for his safety and sanity.
Julian hates all furbies equally sorry. He doesn’t have one that he even tolerates, espically after the furby being hungry during sex incident.
Portia
“They’re so cute!” She digs it. She probably had a furby collection when she was a kid and proudly used them to torture Julian. She still does. Julian still has nightmares. From then and now.
She goes thrifting with you to buy some for cheap that the both of you can customize, together, (she makes it a weekly date night for the two of you to customize a furby together. How cute.) and often buys customized furbies from small Etsy creators because she loves buying from small brands/creators, no matter how expensive it may be.
She also loves customizing her own furbies, she has like a million diffrent dies, paints, furs, eyes, glitter, anything else you need. She’s got it. She usually doesn’t sketch out what she wants it to look like in advance, she just goes for it, but if she does have something specific in mind, she does a quick sketch of it so she doesn’t forget. (She also customized a furby that looks like you, it came out more creepy than cute, but you like it anyway)
She likes cute looking furbies more than the creepy, cursed, ugly ones *ahem* asra, but as I mentioned before she usually buys customized ones from small Etsy accounts, but she is a big fan of the pink furbish furby. She thinks it’s very pretty.
Muriel
Bold of you too assume that he will judge your interest in anyway shape or form. If anything he admires how comfortable you are in your own skin, and hopes he can be like that one day. One day...
He doesn’t mind where you keep them at, if company is over or not, and let’s be hones, is company really ever over? He also doesn’t care if you have them on or off, BUT. The furbies get put away when your having sex. You see unlike Julian. Muriel has comon sense. (Well, more common sense than Julian, I should say, they’ll all dumb in their own way. Except for Nadia.)
He’ll pick up furbies and supplies for you if he’s ever running an errand and sees one, or something you might like, or we’re looking for. He isn’t big on furbies, but doesn’t mind customizing them with you, it gives him something to do, and a excuse to spend time with you. So it’s a win-win in his book.
Like I said before, he’s not to big on furbies. The ones he likes most are the ones you make together. But he doesn’t mind silver wolf furby he thinks it’s near, plus it reminds him of Inanna
Lucio
Is very weirded out, and is not afraid of showing it. If he feels like he struck a nerve, he tries his best to cover it up, or play it off as a joke. But let’s be honest. It’s not a joke.
They don’t creep him out as much as they creep out Julian, they just....give him the heebie-jeebies. He also doesn’t really seem the appeal. Why would you want something that looks like that, and wants you to take care of it all the time. “Jeez for that we should just have/adopt a kid.”
If you tinker or customize them too often or for too long, he gets very impatient and needy, which is very ironic being that he just recently said that he didn’t like furbies because “they’re ugly and you need to take care of them all the time! They’re just sooOOOoo annoying!” Ah irony. Gotta love it.
Also unlike Julian he does infact have a favorite. The angel furby. And if you customize it, tinker with it, or ruin it. He pouts until you buy a new one. He likes the white and the gold ya’know. It’s kind of his thing
Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed reading this very cursed content as much as enjoyed writing it! Also psa: ✨don’t make fun of people’s interest because you don’t understand them✨ :)
Also thank you for 150 followers and all the love on my last post! Today was my birthday and seeing that made my day instantly better than it was before so I really appreciate it :)
Next headcanon: main six reading and cuddling with mc!
Request R open!!!
#the arcana#the arcana game#asra headcanons#asra x reader#julian devorak the arcana#lucio headcanons#muriel headcanons#muriel the arcana#nadia the arcana#portia the arcana#the arcana muriel#the arcana main 6#the arcana asra#asra the magician#asra the arcana#the arcana headcanons#the arcana game headcanons#asra alnazar#nadia satrinava#nadia headcanons#the arcana nadia#portia devorak#the arcana portia#julian devorak headcanons#julian the arcana#the arcana julian#lucio the arcana#lucio morgason#the arcana lucio
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DIY for Transmasc Minors/Those still living with unsupportive family
For context, I'm just turned 17, still living with my parents and live in the USA. This is just my experience! It may not be the best/easiest way to go about DIYing. I'm going to do my best to make this as comprehensive as possible, and please let me know if anything if incorrect or if I should add anything.
Firstly, if you're under the age of 16, I don't recommend this at all!! DIY should be a last-ditch effort, after you've tried all else. Please seek therapy, a supportive friend group, and a good community before turning to illegal means, because, yes, purchasing and being in possession of T without a script is illegal.
What's it Gonna Cost?
For cost, you're going to need about $60 - $115 of reliable income a month. Depending on the site you use, and how many millilitres of (injectable) T you purchase, that's going to vary, but $60 is the typical minimum I can find. Don't forget shipping is going to be around $15-30.
This only includes the T!! Don't forget you're going to need needles, bandaids, and alcohol swabs if you're injecting, as well as blood tests.
What Kind of T?
Whether you use gel or injections is entirely up to you and your comfort. However, please avoid orals! Those are just gonna wreck your liver, no matter how painlessly tempting they may be.
Gels run more expensive, but with injectable, there's extra purchases/packages to be had.
Hang On, Blood Tests?
To make sure your levels are in a safe/normal range, you're going to need a blood test. If possible, look for Quest or LabCorp-esque places to get proper bloods done. I was too nervous to do that, given how closely my parents track my every move while I'm not at home, so settle for finger prick at-home tests if necessary. Unless the site advertises Discreet Packaging, I highly recommend having these sent to a friend and picking them up at school/when hanging out.
Do one before starting T, one at Month One, Two and Three, respectively. Based on your levels, adjust or figure out your dose. If everything is typical at Month Three, you don't have to test again till Month Six. After that, check at your One Year mark, then yearly thereafter.
Where/How Do I Get All This?
eroids.com is the first place I turn to when looking for places to order T. You can read reviews for each site listed, and get an average rating from people who've used the sites. If you want to go for gels, I suggest poking around Reddit and finding other people who've DIYed with gel, and asking them for their opinions and recommendations. Make an informed decision no matter what you choose, and spend PLENTY of time researching.
For needles, bandaids, and alcohol swabs I honestly just use Amazon. MAKE SURE you mark your order as a gift, or else you're probably going to run into the issue of the packaging being marked with "medical supplies." Imagine your overbearing parents seeing that and ripping open your package, and immediately assuming you're spending your days in back alleys shooting up. Not fun. Take my word, and learn from my mistake.
As for bloods, just poke around till you find a test that takes your free T and total T both, or go somewhere and have it done proper.
Now, you might try using a PO box to not worry about your family seeing any packages arriving, or having it sent to a friend with more relaxed/accepting parents. Later in the year (when I'm doing this) using the approaching gift-giving holidays to keep people out of your parcels might be plausible. Or maybe your family doesn't care. Ultimately, imagine the worst case scenario and judge what to do knowing your own situation.
Okay, But....Bitcoin
Ah, yes. Daunting, tricky Bitcoin. Majority of sites only accept Bitcoin as payment. But I swear it's not as bad or hard as it sounds. Your first issue is honestly going to be finding somewhere that doesn't require you to be 18+ to purchase it. Now, don't worry too much. For me, I got my older sister to put in all her details, and I just used my money to make purchases. You can do the same with an 18+ friend, relative, or relative of a friend's. Or, send an 18+ friend's CashApp the money necessary to make a Bitcoin purchase and transfer for you.
Now, my first order of T was only about $60, with shipping and everything, since I only bought 4ml total to begin with. If you buy a bigger vial, it's going to cost more. $60 was as much as I could spend without making my parents suspicious (they keep an eye on my bank account), so if you have a similar problem or a smaller spending threshold of concern, don't worry. Just spend your max threshold on buying Bitcoin as often as you can. The Bitcoin will be stored for you to compile and use later. Keep in mind its value may go down, so buy a bit extra if you're saving up over time.
I use an app called Edge to handle all my Bitcoin transactions. It's simple, easy, and you can use a card, a direct bank transfer, Apple Pay or Cash (if there's a Bitcoin ATM near you--no worries, there's a handy map in the app itself to lead you to the nearest one of those). I used Apple Pay, so unfortunately, I can't help with any other methods than that. You can also use CashApp, but Edge's verification went much much faster, and I was not in the mood to wait a few extra days.
There's going to be a fee, usually outlined before you select your payment type. I included that in the cost of the T above, which might be more or less.
And lastly, it's not instant. It usually takes a few hours, but if it's more than a few days, reach out to customer support.
Each site lists instructions with how to send payment once ordered. Just follow their instructions, and talk to them if you have any trouble. They're usually more than happy to help you send them money.
So I've ordered my T
Shipping times are going to vary!! Keep this in mind. If you used eroids, users typically include shipping time in their reviews. This may influence which site you pick. Domestic sites tend to have faster shipping and don't risk customs seizing your pack--if customs seizes a pack with an illegal substance, you're going to get a letter. That's pretty hard to find an excuse out of, way closer to impossible.
Typical processing times are 2-5 days, but may vary a little, depending on things that may include a lovely little pandemic. Shipping is typically 1-2 weeks for domestic sites, 3-5 weeks for international. Shipping prices tend not to vary much, however, no matter where the warehouse is.
Hiding Changes
This is going to be the tricky part. I've known some people to only go on T for three months or so, as to get some changes to reduce dysphoria, but not have family members notice. If you spend a lot of time around family, the changes are gradual and they might not notice. But keep your own safety in mind above all else. What's the worst that's going to happen if your family confronts you over your changes? How long will you be able to write off your voice as "a cold" before someone wises up? How much longer are you going to be staying with your family?
I'm out to my unsupportive family, so despite being discouraged from any transition of any sort, any and all voice changes I'm writing off as voice training. Facial hair? Minoxidil. More muscle? I've been working out. These may or may not be things you can use, so consider carefully.
Aside from your voice and facial hair, there won't be anything too difficult to hide or write off. Shave your facial hair away as soon as you get up if it develops/needs to be hidden. Consider and compile a list of excuses as to why your voice is changing in case of questions.
Hiding Supplies
This is going to depend a lot on your house and situation. Do you have animals, parents or siblings who invade your spaces and find your hidey holes? A piece of advice I read in an MtF guide to DIY is to hide something you won't get in trouble for where you plan on hiding your hormones, and see if anyone finds it over a few weeks. Repeat until somewhere safe is scouted.
I have small cardboard boxes I keep under my bed, in a cabinet I have in my room, and on my desk. Only bandaids are kept on the box on my desk. But the other places I hide things have an equal distribution of my supplies, so even if someone finds one box, I'll be able to continue HRT.
Try to keep your T much better hidden than other supplies. I'm in an arts-focused degree in college, and a very artistic person, so I've managed to write off needles and syringes as pieces to build a 3D art project for a portfolio. Try to find an excuse to use if your needles are found. Maybe the art thing works for you, maybe not.
Consider taking precautionary measures of removing/covering labels of your T if you're using an injectable kind. You might be able to get away with calling it a prop of some kind, for a TikTok video or something if it's found.
Disposing of Needles/Wrappers/Etc
Alright, so you've done your first shot of T, or applied your first gel packet. Congrats! Now, how to hide the evidence? Firstly, for gels, it won't be too difficult. Just use a plastic grocery bag and fill it with other miscellaneous rubbish and mix the wrappers in with that. Toss the tied bag in your own bin, or a neighbour's bin if that's safer. If that's not possible, do so at school.
Needles are a more tricky circumstance. If you're able to purchase and safely dispose a sharps bin, 100% do that. If you're in a place like me and that's not possible, go and buy some soda with twist-top lids, or get them from friends. Once the bottle is empty, you can toss needles into there. In my experience, 1ml syringes and the small needles used for T injections fit in these 500ml bottles no issue. I throw these sealed bottles in the bin once they're full. I know this isn't proper disposable, but I'm unable to get a sharps bin.
Never throw exposed needles into the bin, or leave them somewhere anyone or anything could possibly be exposed to them.
For T bottles, I've only ever found one site that sells it in containers smaller than 10ml. I'm not sure if the 10ml bottles would fit into the soda bottles or not, so follow the same procedure as disposing of gel wrappers. If that's not possible, use a sharp knife to cut open your soda bottle at the widest part and put the bottle in there, before using a strong adhesive tape (not scotch tape--duct tape or something similar) to seal the incision before disposing of it.
In Conclusion
I've left out a list of the changes T causes, and starting doses, because those are all easy things to find, which you probably know already. Regardless of what this small guide says, please keep your own safety in mind and do as much research as possible before moving forward with DIY, and know that I'm no kind of professional, and all this is based off my tiny bit of experience.
As of the original posting of this, I haven't yet started T. I'm going to start in about two weeks, however, and have gathered everything necessary. I may update this guide further as I take T.
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Lost and Found (Jason Todd x Reader) Ko-fi Request
JASON TODD x new fledging superhero female OC plssssss
I wanted to try to make this one as open as possible because I wanted to give more free reign over the imagination of the hero’s occupation as a hero, but hopefully these work for you! Always love writing for this beautiful, beautiful boy :’)
THE BACKGROUND:
- You have a very interesting choice for occupation as a so-called “hero”
- Within the scope of that title, many brave men and women under that profession might not exactly consider you to be on their… level, per say. Several very, very big names have become only a bit or vaguely aware of your new, bustling presence in Bludhaven, apparently making quick time and moving all the way to Star City or popping up in Metropolis in a single night.
- Villains don’t really know what to do with you. They most leave you alone, to be honest, because they have a feeling dealing with you is just a headache. The only villains that really have any beef with you are big time thieves, and Cat Woman is not happy about your new rising popularity but she’s still staying off your radars for now. (You’re working on her)
- Most heroes advise you to stay home, they’re the ones giving you the most trouble. Small run-ins have them instructing you to go ahead and give up this line of work and perhaps join a local law enforcement or help-group, they think it’s much better for you.
- You, however, are determined, and you’re rather set on doing what you feel is truly your happiest calling.
Jason Todd, currently donning the sleek, reinforced metal of Red Hood’s mask, gave the drug dealer one last good kick to the ribs, listening for the satisfying crack of a few that promised he wasn’t getting up or going anywhere anytime soon.
Goons littered the hallways, their blood spilling over across the walls. The acrid smell of cigars snubbed out by their own fluids flooded the deserted motel hallways. Car lights were punched out in the front of the parking lot of the cheap, off-the-highway motel they’d been hiding out at like a pack of rats. It hadn’t been hard for him to find them, to be honest, a much easier job tonight more than anything. Jason was just a bit pissed off so he let off more steam than usual.
Jason tapped one gun against the side of his mask, a light little thump thump as he set his hand on his hip, surveying his work. He’d dump the cash in a fucking river. It was blood money and he had better things to do then get his hands on it. He’d rather just break another ATM. Fuck, I’m still pissed off. I should get Thai tonight.
Normally, Jason had a very nice, selective choice of arsenal on his person. Guns he’d tuned up and had tricked out. Nice, pretty things that never failed him. Classic knives, the works, he liked having options.
Jason let out an aggravated sigh, muffled through his mask. He scowled, kicking another limp body for emphasis and turning, wiping some blood off the corner of his jacket.
His fucking problem was that one of his pretty, nice little guns was missing. Gone. Lost. He was one hundred-fucking-percent sure it was his last job in Bludhaven after tangling up with Dickie Bird and having to scram before he received any kind of dark tongue lashing from Bats or the Demon Spawn pulled some sick shit like pulling Alfred up on speaker again to discuss his misdemeanors. Like the little shit can talk. Jason had come scrounging back, searching through the dockyard left and right for his gun and found nothing. Nada.
He really liked that gun too.
Have to put in an order for a new one. Jason rubbed the top of his mask, hooking his fingers to prepare taking it off. What a pain. Thai it is. I’m starving—
“Hi! Excuse me, but is this your gun?”
Jason stopped.
It took him a second to process what he was seeing. Only a second, because he sensed no blood thirst or killing intent—he still cocked his gun and pointed it at the newcomer without a single hesitation though because what the hell, right?—and he needed that good second because even quick footed, always adaptable, always moving Jason needed that fat second to understand what the fuck was in front of him.
Halfway through what appeared to be some kind of… portal? It was the weirdest fucking portal he’d ever seen and he’d seen some weird fucking portals. A bright yellow, piss yellow, stretching in a warped, warbling kind of flame in the middle of the air, as though cutting straight through dimensions. Jason could get a peek of something behind. A city? He sniffed the air. A dock?
In the middle of the portal, with one, combat booted foot out, was a slender leg covered in black tights. Black tights led to a black fitted top that was clad by a… a construction vest? A neon green construction vest. Over her face—he assumed her because of the body and hair, but who the hell was he to know, right?—was a weird mask of a man, like some kind of religious figure, covering her entire face. Her hair was pulled back into two buns on either side of her head.
In one bare hand, held out to him by this new person in the middle of a piss yellow portal, was his gun.
Jason stared.
“Sorry, I know, this must look strange, right?” you quickly apologized, stepping fully out of the portal. It disappeared and you now stood before him, mask and stupid construction vest and his gun. “Here! This should be yours unless…”
You trailed off, mask looking pointedly at the bodies scattered around them. “Oh, unless it’s one of these guys’s. Sorry about that.”
“What the fuck?” Jason said, rough through his mask. He still had the gun pointed at you.
You beamed behind your own. “I come in peace! Just trying to return this. Found it in the dock by… Fifth? It was glowing, so that meant someone was looking for it—”
“Hold on,” Jason waved his gun at you for emphasis. You nodded at it, waving his gun back. Jason almost laughed. Who the fuck is this clown? “I’ll ask you two questions. Just two. Depending how you answer, I’m going to shoot you, got it?”
“Oh,” you said, sounding a bit sullen. You glanced at your watch. “Will this take long? I have two more deliveries.”
“No,” Jason said. “Depending on how you answer.”
“...okay, shoot,” you said. You paused, quickly holding a hand when Jason raised his gun. “Sorry, I meant figuratively, please. Ask the questions.”
Jason cocked his masked head to the side. “Who the fuck are you. Why the fuck do you have my gun.”
“I feel like those weren’t phrased as questions—”
Jason shot at your feet. You yelped, jumping up. “Jeez! Is this what I get for doing a good deed? Saint Anthony! I’m Saint Anthony!”
“Yeah,” Jason said. “And I’m Jesus fucking Christ.”
Jason prepared to shoot your kneecap out and you squawked, tossing the gun his way. Jason quickly caught it, inspecting it for any damage before narrowing his eyes at you behind his mask. You wiped your hands off your pants like brushing off germs.
“That’s my alias,” you said, tapping your mask, a pious man’s face printed over it. “Saint Anthony! You know, the patron saint of lost things? The guy you pray to when you lose shit?”
“Do I look like I pray?” Jason said, pointing his gun to the drug dealer whose brains he’d blasted out. You made a small noise, as though just noticing.
“Well, you never know. Met some strange folks who pray and still do some very questionable things—let’s not get hasty!” Jason put his gun down. “That’s my codename! Have to be careful with this hero business, you know. I felt like it fits because of my power.”
You pointed to his gun and it began to glow a soft piss yellow. Jason dropped it in disgust, pulling his other gun back up and getting ready to shoot you. “I can see what items are lost! If an item belongs to someone and they’re looking for it, it’ll glow and I can see it like that. Then I pick it up and it teleports me to whoever it belongs to.”
“What the fuck are you saying?” Jason said. “You’re a human lost and found?”
“Yes! But much more effective,” you reached into a sack you had strapped to your back, opening it up for him to see where several more objects were glowing a piss yellow. “I decided I should put my talents to use, so I go around returning lost objects. Everybody loses something once in a while, you know? The other day I found this strange looking little USB and it turned out it belonged to Lex Luthor’s secretary and oh, boy, that was a sticky situation when Mr. Superman came and—”
Jason shot at your feet again. You jumped, clutching the sack protectively to your chest. “What the hell was that for?”
“I just felt like it,” Jason said. He tucked his gun back into his strap and picked up his now found weapon, inspecting it curiously. “Weird fucking power, sweetheart.”
You shrugged in a what-can-you-do manner.
“You said you were a hero?”
“Oh, more of a good samaritan,” you said, waving a hand. “I’ve just been working with the police lately on stolen goods. Sometimes burglars are real clumsy and drop items, you know? Apparently night vision goggles are very expensive so they’re always looking for those.”
You sighed, rubbing the back of your neck. Jason watched you in idle interest, having a bit of fun with this interaction. Been a while since he met anyone so fucking weird. He kind of liked it.
“Anthony, huh?”
“Yes!” you slung your sack back over your shoulder, sticking out a hand to him. “It’s very nice to meet you…?”
Jason tapped his gun against your palm in greeting. He tucked it back into its holster, giving you a long look behind his mask. You stopped, cocking your head at him. “What?”
“No, it’s just…” you rubbed the back of your neck. “Ah, nothing really. If we’re all squared away here, you mind if I take off? I’ve still got this pair of chain cutters and this funny looking stone to deliver.”
“You ever worry you’re delivering it to some weird place?” Jason said. “Or to someone who, I dunno, might kill you?”
“Oh, all the time,” you said cheerfully. “But usually I can take care of myself.” Jason quirked a brow behind his mask. “But thank you for your concern! I’ll be off then, Mr. Red. Thanks for your cooperation!”
You grabbed the funny shaped rock from the bag, a piss yellow portal appearing in front of you. Jason watched wordlessly as you stepped halfway through before turning back to him, raising a small hand in a little wave.
“Live a good life, Mr. Red!” you waved harder. “If you ever lose anything again, I’ll be sure to look out for it!”
Jason offered a lazy wave back, kicking a goon in the head who’d started to rouse.
You curled your fingers into your palm. The portal began to swallow you whole and you watched behind your mask as Jason turned, stuffing his hands into his pockets.
You figured for this particular customer, perhaps it was better not to say he was glowing a very beautiful, very somber shade of yellow.
Looks like whoever lost you is looking very hard for you, Mr. Red.
#jason todd x reader#ko-fi request#jason todd#reader insert#batman reader insert#this was very fun to write
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Okay my little sneks I'm gonna talk about my other favorite thing- tea!
Now as some of you might know I'm in the south so most tea we have here is iced and loaded with sugar. This here ain't your grandma's cup of sugar Lipton swill this is the good stuff.
First up is my favorite blend, Black Metallic.
My all time favorite. All those teas are great on their own but together like this blows your mind.
Heaven in a cup. It has a nice sweet berry floral taste. My husband says it smells like incense.
Put a little milk in it and UNF.
It's my favorite for a reason.
I'm such a whore for August Uncommon.
Next up is Jet Black.
Yeah that's an espresso bean.
This is the smoothest. Most decadent cup of coffee- ...tea? You've ever put in your face.
Smooth top shelf tea and strong ass coffee that's not bitter and has a nice nutty aftertaste?
This is one of those rare things that you put milk in and take a sip and all you can say is
Oh god~
That's so good~
A good old black tea. Tetley, the good stuff. None of that Lipton or Luizianne in my house. Nope.
For when I'm too lazy/braindead/hungover to make anything more complicated. Just a staple. Also it's amazeballs iced.
Here's the Earl Grey chillin' in the cabinet.
Bruh. This stuff is so smooth. Put lemon juice in it if you're feeling fancy.
(Milk and sugar if you're a heathen whore.)
Three ginger. There's a dirty joke in there somewhere. This is my 'I feel like hot garbage' remedy.
Too bad the steep time is FIFTEEN MINUTES.
But heed your steep times, tea children. Otherwise you might as well drink tepid water.
Ah the redundant chai tea.
*groan*
Chai means tea, KAREN.
Go to your ATM machine and use your PIN number to go buy a hot water heater.
Someday I will obtain perfect black tea and make my own chai with fresh ginger.
No wonder people used to make a killing selling spices. This shit is still expensive.
Herbal tea! This is 'go the fuck to sleep' juice.
Or 'I am a ball of nerves after playing with the other humans and im trying to relax before I need to be locked in a padded room' juice.
It smells AMAZING. I like to throw a bag of this in with a black tea bag because I am a gigantic slut for black tea herbal blends.
I'M A TEA ALCHEMIST MUAHAHA
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Work in Progress: Wed
i have a first chapter for a fic about a bounty hunter (who is surprised? Fic below the cut :) This is slow going with things as they are atm but my mind (and the actual character I play ) are way ahead of me. Anyhow this is the fic, and a tidy little link to the AO3 where I will be posting.
Stronger (AO3 link)
The last place in the galaxy you would have expected to have found her, the pretty polished floors of the Senate building had echoed with laughter and teasing it had been okay then. Her uncle was a lesser diplomat, so as her father was a captain with his ship, he ferried him back and forth to their homeworld. Khahira grew up in space, stars, and silence bouncing her happiness back to her, and she was happy as a child. She had been content. She had a head of blonde curls, always dressed in lacy dresses her mother loved putting on her. Her ideal had been to marry her prince and live a happy life. That was until she was 10.
The year she turned ten, warnings began to circulate about pirates between Coruscant and their home colony. They had been more vicious lately it was said, but her folks put it down to wild tales to scare children. Just the same they prepared, be it pirates or sith, they wanted to survive. Her parents taught her how to hide on the ship and call for help. They taught her not to fight. She resented that.
There were significant gaps in her memory from when her mother had yelled hide, and she had been lifted out of the secret compartment by a large red Sith. She had been terrified.
"Captain, you said there were no life signs?" The Sith sounded annoyed as he bent down to look at her.
"Sir I.. " the Sith sighed as the man floundered. He was just an underling, and he knew not to cross a Sith.
"Just get a medic." He had reached out and touched her right eye-stopping the pain with what amounted to a kind and gentle touch. Entirely at odds with everything she knew about their enemy.
"Lord Faron, you found one alive?" The medic stated as he entered his tone more familiar, even friendly. "Shall we arrange to contact the Republic for exchange" the man's voice trailed off as he saw the tiny bundle near the Sith.
"She is just a child." The Sith replied, his voice cold as he turned to attend to the rest of the vessel they were inspecting." There will be no exchange. You are to keep her alive." 0event
Khahira ran a hand through her hair, rough and unsettled like her. It fell back over the scars. They served as a warning to others but a reminder to her that the past was dead.
She counted the lines on her whiskey bottle. She always kept tabs on her liquor, not trusting her roommates to not fiddle with it. Her Sith benefactor had succumbed to that tactic. They had buried him in the tombs he loved exploring.
Khahira took work as security in a cantina, and she was very good at her job. Her boss paid her well and let her stay in the dormitory the back. He learned not to ask where or what she spent money on, as long as she did not get drunk on his time. It was no secret that Khahira liked to drink in her off time.
Her cybernetics had come at great expense, rebuilding her face and eye after the damage from the ship, and she assumed the pirates had been the cause of her injuries, she still did not remember what had happened.
The republic had never even looked for her, but the Sith Lord Faron had decided he would take her and adopt her, raising her as his own until at 15 she had been dragged into Sith arguments and injured by a rival. After that, he had begun to hide money for her in investments, like property on Nar Shadda, in her name, so it paid her a tidy stipend. He had hired Rangan, the former medic and a friend, to take care of her and teach her skills so that she would survive. To shoot, and to dance in a close combat battle, to use her wits and keep her eyes open. She often spoke to the man she called her father and was upset when he warned her that there would be those who wanted her dead, so to protect her, he had kept her location a secret.
So well hidden was Khahira that no one knew until he died that he had a child. With his death, she was well off - an apartment on Drommund Kaas, and money coming from investments all over the galaxy, she put her trust in Rangen to supervise things and continued just to live her life the way she had become accustomed to. She liked fighting, and at least working here, she was able to legitimize her kills. She did not pick fights correctly, but when they came, she fought ruthlessly with a hardened edge that being around Sith had encouraged in her.
She drank at the bar in her off time, getting as close to drunk as she could by closing, Khahira could hold her liquor easily downing more than she ought to.
“Are you done?” a small voice next to her arm at the bar demanded, a petite dark-haired male stood there his expression grim. She noted the lightsaber but ignored it.
“Done with what?” She nodded at him, “Picking fights is a bad plan.”
“You took a walk with a Jedi the other day.” his general demeanor was one of curiosity more than anger, he sat on the stool closest to her so no-one could hear them.
Ah, that Jedi, who had demanded he be allowed to interrogate the customers in the cantina, and was angry when told that it would not be done. With his moodiness, she had thought him of poor quality for a Jedi, and it had shown in the fight that ensured. She never fought in the cantina, it was against her best practices, and the Jedi was itching for a fight. Usually, if they walk with her to the ledge outside, they simmered down, and she could just get them to leave. Not that she had an issue even killing Jedi, or SIth, rules in the Cantina were in place for everyone, but you kept more customers if you didn’t kill them all.
“I did try and send him home,” she replied calmly downing another shot.”He chose to start something…”
“That…” the Jedi shook his head, “does more or less sound like my master..”
“Your master? Did they send you here to clean up after him?” she asked, surprised at the behavior.
“More or less.” He repeated the phrase his tone was grim.
“Retrieve his body?”
“No.” he shook his head, obviously finding that task to be one he would prefer not to be called on to do.
“You want to arrest me?” she finally said, amused. That sounded like the Jedi she knew too far up in their rules to see how much it failed the people involved.
“Yes. But…” he glanced at her clearly conflicted. “You look familiar…”
“Grew up in the Empire, I doubt I look familiar to you,” she said shortly.
“Wait.” he took out a datapad and began to scroll through it, settling on something he handed it to her.
Missing child report. The title amused her, and it was the only sign she had perhaps mattered to anyone in the republic.
“So?”
“Is it you?” she should have just walked out then, but she nodded. Perhaps she really did enjoy the pain this bought on. She downed another shot of whiskey.
“I…” he stuttered as he tried to gather his thoughts. “Ahem, you were kidnapped.”
“What?” she shook her head angrily at the presumed insult to her father. "My father...The Sith saved my life; I was not kidnapped.”
“Before that.” he touched the image of her as a child almost lovingly. It was starting to creep her out.
“Look, Jedi, I don’t know what your game is, but I am pretty sure you have the wrong person.”
“You are my cousin." He said finally with a deep sigh, “Your parents are dead now, but you were taken from within the Senate tower."
Something sounded familiar like hearing the note in a song bu5 not being able to recall the lyrics, yet it all felt strange at the same time. She stared at her glass.
" Look, I never figured you were dead. We played together as kids." He paused, taking a moment, " it was My fault you were taken."
So who lied? Why didn’t she remember?
" Let it go." She replied, making her own choice to ignore the pain this conversation was causing.
"Yeah." He nodded," I thought I had, they get really strict on things like this, but…"
" You thought you killed me?" She asked instinctively, touching the scars " don't worry even as a kid I was tough. I survived."
"I see that. I owe it to you not to try and make you kill me." At least he u understood that much, the result of a fight with her or an attempt to arrest her, not that the Jedi had jurisdiction on Nar Shaddaa.
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I like quizzes...
1. What is you middle name?
Walter. Not kidding.
2. How old are you?
28
3. When is your birthday?
4th June
4. What is your zodiac sign?
Classical: Gemini
Revised: Taurus
5. What is your favorite color?
Deep purple. Also orange sometimes.
6. What’s your lucky number?
4, 16, 64... powers of 4.
7. Do you have any pets?
1 black cat, 2 lutino cockatiels, a venus fly trap and a "puppy" (shytsumiki is my Chise)
8. Where are you from?
Devon, south west England.
9. How tall are you?
175cm (about 5'9" in ye olde measurements)
10. What shoe size are you?
Like 7... ._. That's tiny. It makes it painful to walk. (EU 41, US 9)
11. How many pairs of shoes do you own?
One that I actually use. But then I occasionally share with my darling Angel shytsumiki, but I also have more impractical ones stashed.
12. What was your last dream about?
Ah fuck now I don't remember... it was interesting though.
13. What talents do you have?
Coding, origami, musical instruments, tech in general and uhmm not a lot else?
14. Are you psychic in any way?
No one's psychic. That's never been proven. I can barely read emotions when I look at faces. I am remarkably imperceptive.
15. Favorite song?
Starset's My Demons, Pink Floyd's Comfortably Numb or Focus' Anonymus 2.
16. Favorite movie?
Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home. But I do also enjoy me some others. Ask for my imdb if you're interested.
17. Who would be your ideal partner?
My babygirl shytsumiki was my childhood crush. No one I have ever met has come close to being so magically attractive to me.
18. Do you want children?
No, I have my babygirl shytsumiki and our pets are our babies.
19. Do you want a church wedding?
Noooooooooooo. One in the dead of night in the woods would be just lovely.
20. Are you religious?
In as much as I occasionally personify the world or the universe, but not seriously.
21. Have you ever been to the hospital?
Yeah. I even stayed overnight but only to stay with my little Angel shytsumiki.
22. Have you ever got in trouble with the law?
Umm... once as a kid I didn't know how to do anything nor what I was doing, and punched a teacher after she stopped me stealing and eating broken biscuits and had to talk to a policeman. But other than that, not since I was like 7. Gosh I was a horror.
23. Have you ever met any celebrities?
Yeah, I met the Linux Outlaws and co, I've met the Gadget Show crew, I went to see Biffy Clyro live... of all bands... I've spoken to a few coding legends too... erm... tweeted with Carmack, and Akira, that vfx guy for Star Trek...
24. Baths or showers?
Baths are soothing but I usually shower because I haven't always got the patience.
25. What color socks are you wearing?
Nihilism.
26. Have you ever been famous?
I should hope so. I was known as The Cloud Man by LO, got published in Linux Format, once had a thousand twitter followers and had feedback from strangers on my code. I am also in the OEIS, thrice.
27. Would you like to be a big celebrity?
Not in the classical papparazi pop star sense, but to be a household name who doesn't have to hide his face in public sounds okay. A legacy would be nice, after all.
28. What type of music do you like?
Uber metal and prog rock, usually. Soundtracks too.
29. Have you ever been skinny dipping?
Noooooooo eww.
30. How many pillows do you sleep with?
Two, but I often share two with shytsumiki and iunno if she counts <3
31. What position do you usually sleep in?
Sideways unless my neck hurts (physiological problem) in which case back or front.
32. How big is your house?
Three bedrooms but still pokey. We have too much stuff.
33. What do you typically have for breakfast?
A nothing sandwich with bread made out of thin air with a side of invisible chips.
34. Have you ever fired a gun?
Only a bb and a fairground one.
35. Have you ever tried archery?
Yeah once and I loved it and want to take it up again.
36. Favorite clean word?
Either discombobulate, defenestrate, pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis or jam.
37. Favorite swear word?
Fucknugget? Anything which is half swear and half clean is a winner in my book. Shitsticks.
38. What’s the longest you’ve ever gone without sleep?
Around 40 hours I should think.
39. Do you have any scars?
Myes. That's a story which perhaps requires a tw...
40. Have you ever had a secret admirer?
How would I know? If it's secret I wouldn't know. My little darling is my exsecret admirer though apparently.
41. Are you a good liar?
Nope. I am forgetful so I wouldn't even be aligned in the answers I was giving. Plus I just don't like it. It makes me too guilty.
42. Are you a good judge of character?
I hope so but haven't had many chances to find that out just yet.
43. Can you do any other accents other than your own?
Sure. It's-a pizza, italiano! But seriously I am okay at some but terrible at others.
44. Do you have a strong accent?
I wouldn't say so but no one would. I would just say "generic Southern English"
45. What is your favorite accent?
Some Southern hemisphere or east Asian I like a lot, also a few European.
46. What is your personality type?
INTP afaik
47. What is your most expensive piece of clothing?
I don't actually know, I don't go for expensive, nor care for my clothes especially.
48. Can you curl your tongue?
Yes.
49. Are you an innie or an outie?
Innie.
50. Left or right handed?
Right.
51. Are you scared of spiders?
Nope.
52. Favorite food?
Sushi.
53. Favorite foreign food?
...sushi. Alright, different answer? Takoyaki?
54. Are you a clean or messy person?
Extremely messy.
55. Most used phrased?
It changes every so often. Dunno right now.
56. Most used word?
Also changes. Still don't know.
57. How long does it take for you to get ready?
For climbing? Jk like a minute?
58. Do you have much of an ego?
Used to, now I don't.
59. Do you suck or bite lollipops?
Both.
60. Do you talk to yourself?
All the time. I know, right?
61. Do you sing to yourself?
Yup.
62. Are you a good singer?
Only if I try which is rare and even then rarely.
63. Biggest Fear?
Losing my Angel. Or dying.
64. Are you a gossip?
Nope. Not at all.
65. Best dramatic movie you’ve seen?
I don't actually know.
66. Do you like long or short hair?
Having? Long. Seeing? Don't mind as long as it's not a buzzcut. So from vaguely short and floofy to massively long.
67. Can you name all 50 states of America?
No I can't, and it would be weird to expect that of me.
68. Favorite school subject?
Maths and physics and IT.
69. Extrovert or Introvert?
Intro now, ex extro
70. Have you ever been scuba diving?
No but it sounds llike good fun.
71. What makes you nervous?
Jealousy and making the wrong moves.
72. Are you scared of the dark?
Nope. Used to be a bit when alone.
73. Do you correct people when they make mistakes?
Sometimes, less than I used to, when it would be useful.
74. Are you ticklish?
A bit. Less than I used to be since being bigger.
75. Have you ever started a rumor?
Nope
76. Have you ever been in a position of authority?
Not official governmently but I have owned projects, and in other places.
77. Have you ever drank underage?
Probably.
78. Have you ever done drugs?
Hasn't everyone done soft ones?
79. Who was your first real crush?
My Angel Baby shytsumiki
80. How many piercings do you have?
None.
81. Can you roll your Rs?“
Yes.
82. How fast can you type?
Reasonably fast I should think.
83. How fast can you run?
Reasonably slow.
84. What color is your hair?
Brown to me, dark blonde to my mum and ginger in an underground coding quiz apparently.
85. What color is your eyes?
Are? Blue.
86. What are you allergic to?
Probably prawns.
87. Do you keep a journal?
No, wish I could remember to.
88. What do your parents do?
My mum's a mosaic artist and my dad's a retired satcom engineer.
89. Do you like your age?
Ummm, it's alright??
90. What makes you angry?
Die hard cruelty and things that make people or animals suffer. Including wars, all of which are inexcusable. Come on people, the best for the most, keep up! I am the judge.
91. Do you like your own name?
It's alright. Better than some, not as cool as others.
92. Have you already thought of baby names, and if so what are they?
Bob Jim Ted because they are hilarious names. Not that I'm using them for anything but fiction.
93. Do you want a boy a girl for a child?
No. I already have my babygirl shytsumiki.
94. What are you strengths?
Code. Logic. Maths and science. Compassion perhaps.
95. What are your weaknesses?
Memory, communication and showing emotion.
96. How did you get your name?
My folks picked it from a comic. "Dan Dare: Pilot of the Future". Middle name from a great uncle.
97. Were your ancestors royalty?
Everyone's were. I haven't traced exactly how but have traced up to 500 years in some places.
98. Do you have any scars?
Yes, you asked that before.
99. Color of your bedspread?
Colour. Currently red and black.
100. Color of your room?
Colour! Well white as are all of them atm.
These are fun. Thank you.
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3:27AM 4/03/19
You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You both like sad.
Stranger: Hello
You: hello
You: hows it going fellow sad human :)
You: :(*
Stranger: Not actually a human
You: :O same here
Stranger: It's going alright, not really that good
Stranger: How about you
You: mehh could be better
Stranger: I feel that
You: anything particular or is it just life lol?
Stranger: Yeah, just need some inspiration to get me going again
You: aha i getchu
Stranger: How are things on your end? What can make your life better
You: ahh thats a big question
You: lets just say im quite an overthinker
Stranger: I know the feeling
You: So I worry too much about what I want to die with my life etc
You: but im going through a "not giving a shit phase" atm lol
Stranger: Yeah, that's a big thing for a lot of people
Stranger: I'm sure you'll find something you'll enjoy
Stranger: Umm are you in any programs? Like that the school offers
Stranger: Maybe you'll find something you enjoy there
Stranger: Its always good to have hobbies
You: hmm not really im quite an antisocial person so i hadnt considered it
You: i do music on the side for fun
You: but its quite pricey hahah
Stranger: Yeah
Stranger: Hobbies can definitely be expensive
You: yeah im currently saving up for some equipment so
Stranger: That's nice, goals yass
You: well what do you like to do for fun?
Stranger: ATM I'm into gaming
You: oo me too
You: although i havnt played games for a while
Stranger: Ahh
Stranger: I play shooters mostly
Stranger: I do enjoy other games occasionally
You: yaas pc or a console?
Stranger: Mostly console
Stranger: A little pc here and there
You: ahh i see
Stranger: Yep
Stranger: I'm just in love with edits in videos I want to be more involved with the community but like you I am also sort of antisocial at times
You: Ahhhh
You: you do edits?
Stranger: A little but I'm really not good
You: ah i doubt that
You: what types of edits
You: i wish i was good at video editing haha
Stranger: ATM kinda like a montage
You: ah thats cool
Stranger: I love the community but I'm just so scared of it tbh
You: ah i feels
Stranger: I've never really had anxiety and stuff, but I understand now
Stranger: There's a few people in the community I have a real hard time talking to
Stranger: Like my heart is bumpin' super fast and sometimes I get a sinking feeling
Stranger: Do you have any solutions?
You: aw one of my best friends is like that
You: hmm
You: well recently she's been forcing herself into social situations
You: umm
You: i would start small maybe just talk to a stranger on the bus or something
Stranger: I hate lfgs but it'll probably help
You: ahh understandable
Stranger: I suck online, in person I'm alright
Stranger: Idk why that is
You: i dont really like social situations but it doesnt make me too nervous
You: ahh really?its the opposite for me hahah
You: in person im awkward asf
Stranger: I can be too, but it's usually when I want people to stop talking to me
You: aha
Stranger: I'm not really one to tell someone to go away or shut up
You: For me it would take a while for me to be myself around you if id just met you
You: like id have to chill with you for a long time
You: yeahh me too tbh
Stranger: Yeah, I feel that
You: i get especially awkward if i like someone and im talking to them lmfao
Stranger: Oh lmao
You: thats the only time ill really be nervous
Stranger: Last time I was like that was middle school haha
You: ahh hahah
You: wait how old is middle school lol
Stranger: Do you play any sports or something?
You: we dont use those terms in the UK lol
You: yeahh basketball and I go to the gym a lot
Stranger: Umm like 12, 13, 14
You: ahh so how old are you now?
You: and are you into sports?
Stranger: 19 :/
Stranger: Yeah, wrestling
You: ahh 16 here
Stranger: Oh boy
You: Oo thats awesome
Stranger: Yeah it was fun
Stranger: Especially if you're good
You: i took up kick boxing recently
Stranger: Because then you can use it as like a line
You: i enjoy it way more than karate
You: ahh right
Stranger: Talking to a girl or something, be like aye come watch my matches
Stranger: Don't recommend sitting with them until after you shower tho
You: hahaha
You: ah well I am a girl so don't think i'd be doing that lol
Stranger: Idk some of the girls out here are spitting game
Stranger: Like when I was in school they were smooth af
You: lmaoo
You: id have to be extremely comfortable around someone to have game lol
Stranger: I'm just saying it's just natural for some
You: yeah ive seen
Stranger: One of my best friends, she had a guy miss his stop and go to her house I was like woah
You: god damn lol
Stranger: They ended up dating for two years
You: wow
Stranger: Yeah man, some people out here are experts, I've only been in a handful of relationships
Stranger: So I'm not the best when it comes to keeping people around
You: ahh i get youu
Stranger: Yeah, a lot of my relationships ended pretty bad
Stranger: How about you?
You: How old were you when u had your first serious relationship
You: aw damn that sucks
Stranger: Like 13
You: aha 14 here
Stranger: Wait what do you mean by serious?
You: when I had my first boyfriend
Stranger: Like sexual stuff or like
You: no just like
You: i dont even know what i meant tbh
Stranger: Yeah then, 13
You: rightt
Stranger: We we're together for a while going to each other houses to hang out and stuff
Stranger: I loved her family
Stranger: Super friendly
Stranger: We just drifted apart and I kinda was mean
Stranger: How did yours go?
You: ah suckss
You: well uh it was great at first
You: i was 14 he was 15
Stranger: Ooo
You: like we had a lot in common and many mutual friends
You: we were together for about a year
You: thinks just got ugly the last few months like he was really aggressive
You: and then yeahh that was that
Stranger: Like how?
Stranger: Idk I was just giving her the cold shoulder without even realizing it
You: at first he would just lose his temper and throw shit around or punch something
You: but then he hit me one time in front of all of my friends
Stranger: Yeah, that's a no no
You: and I was actually willing to forgive him but my friends didn't let me to
You: and im glad they didnt
Stranger: That's good
You: i was quite naive then but
You: nah lol
Stranger: I meant like them not letting you forgive him ahha
You: yeahh I know :p
You: were you in love with her
You: the girl you grew apart form
Stranger: Umm sort of
Stranger: Hard to explain
You: yeah love is a tricky word
Stranger: I tend to use it in the wrong sense
Stranger: Idk, she was really cool, we didn't really share many things but she was understanding
Stranger: Because we were completely different people
You: ahh
Stranger: At the end of the day, she had both her parents her whole life and was sheltered, I didn't so I knew way more than her in that sense
You: ahh :( must of been hard
Stranger: Eh, I had my uncles to keep me in check
Stranger: And even tho my dad wasn't there a lot to help me, he still showed me a lot of things
Stranger: Like never lay a hand on a woman, and look out for others
You: ah i see
Stranger: I'm the second oldest
Stranger: 2 brothers 2 sisters
You: ah wow
You: ive just got an older brother
Stranger: Was he nice ?
You: Well
You: when we were younger we pretty much hated eachother and he always hit me lol
You: but now he's more supportive and a much calmer guy
Stranger: Lmao
You: he had loads of issues i cant really hate him anymore
You: but he's quite a jealous guy so hes scared of other boys lol
Stranger: I feel that
Stranger: Oh really now? Like he doesn't have guy friends or
You: yeah hes been like a dad to me pretty much lol
You: nah he does but like
You: hes scared of my interactions with guys because, in his words he "knows what guys are like"
Stranger: That's true
You: so he would threaten me to not have a boyfriend and shit lol
Stranger: Yeah
You: im kind of glad he was like that though
Stranger: Have you been to a part yet?
Stranger: Party
You: prevented me from doing dumb shit
You: Yeah one
You: not really my thing
Stranger: Go to a few more then you'll see what he means
You: Yeah I pretty much understood from that party hahha
You: pretty much an excuse to drink, smoke and have sex
Stranger: Yep
Stranger: Like we come from different places
Stranger: Out here in Illinois people are like less picky
You: oh really?
Stranger: A lot of my friends back back in middle school lost their virginity to the same girl
You: whoa
Stranger: So like I your brother said, he knows what guys want
Stranger: When I mean a lot I mean like 3
You: damn
Stranger: Idk, I just don't like the idea of my mans being with the same girl as me
Stranger: I've always been like that
You: yeah i get you
Stranger: I'm glad you're close to your brother I'm not close to my older brother
You: ah what about your other siblings?
Stranger: Closer but not super close
Stranger: I kinda keep to myself now
You: yeah im close with him in one sense, but theres a lot i cant talk to him about
You: ahh i feels
Stranger: Yeah, like when I was 15, I stopped talking to a lot of people
Stranger: Depression hit me hard
You: shit :/
Stranger: Yeah, shit can be tough especially if you don't talk to people
Stranger: Just a fyi, if you have issues find someone to talk to
You: yeah definitely
Stranger: But be careful because some people will use it against you
You: yeah ive always been a closed book
You: especially females!!
You: they love having dirt on somebody
Stranger: Yeah
Stranger: That's how my umm relationship at 15 ended
Stranger: I told her what was going on and she told the whole school and stuff
You: wow wtf
Stranger: It was really bad because I was umm sent away for a little
You: jesus
Stranger: Yeah I was out for like two weeks
Stranger: 3 days at the hospital then about a little more than a week at the facility
You: ahh shit :c
Stranger: After that I didn't really trust anyone
Stranger: Tbh I only just started talking to people about my problems
You: yeah i get what that feels like people have broken my trust a lot growing up
You: yeah same really
You: I was forced into counselling and i hating going at first
You: my counsellor saw i hated talking to people so she encouraged me to talk to a friend
Stranger: The person I had listening, I didn't really like her do I stopped going
Stranger: So*
You: and this friend i knew i could trust so i told her a lot
Stranger: That's good
Stranger: I grew away from my best friend
You: Yeahh it felt really unnatural so i just prefered talking to someone close
Stranger: There's just some things I can't tell him
You: Yeah i get you
You: I was scared i would drive her away if i told her certain things
Stranger: Idk I want to tell someone but I don't trust anyone
You: but i still told her a lot
Stranger: It's not about driving them away
You: someone in the family maybe?
Stranger: Its about them telling the person
Stranger: I told you how I'm not close to my brother but we have a lot in common and he's closer to the family than me
Stranger: So I can't really vent to my uncles or cousins
You: right
You: ermm
You: the things you wanted to talk abiout
You: is it something that can be used against you in a way?
Stranger: Sort of
Stranger: It's more or less like I'll say something then they'll bring stuff to just destroy my character and stuff
Stranger: The way we talk is people get really defensive and start attacking you if they don't like what you have to say
You: ah i understand
You: thats a shitty position to be in :c
Stranger: Yeah, I can't tell any of my online friends either because I don't want people to think different of me if they know I tried to commit suicide
Stranger: One of the people in the community I love knows because she was one of the first people I told
You: damn
Stranger: But she told her bf back in the day and he sent me a lot of hurtful messages
You: people can be really ignorant about these kinds of things so i get its hard to talk about
You: what the fuck
You: thats so messed up smh :(
Stranger: It was like 3ish years ago but I still remember it
Stranger: He isn't with her anymore but when I do end up talking to her, my stomach sinks so much
Stranger: And my heart beats really fast
You: crap
You: have you spoken to her about that?
Stranger: Honestly just thinking about her just makes me nervous, not really very briefly
Stranger: It was just catching up and she has changed as a person and I'm just scared tbh
You: ahh damn
Stranger: Honestly, this is the biggest reason why I don't feel motivated. This is why I need inspiration
You: what specifically
Stranger: The fact that she knows that I tried to commit suicide and like I said I want to play a bigger part of the community and she streams occasionally and I don't want the community to know. Because I know I'll get a lot of messages and stuff
Stranger: Hate stands out a lot more than support
You: ahh definitely i feel that
Stranger: It makes me really nervous
You: what do you think would help?
Stranger: I don't know
Stranger: I over think as well
Stranger: Like idk one of my good friends I've been playing with for a year straight kinda did some lame shit so
Stranger: I'm not really trusting anyone
You: ah damn
Stranger: We umm got into some illegal activities and he liked about something and it was something big
Stranger: So I don't know how much he'll do to make the like true even if it means one of us will get sent away to prison
Stranger: Lie
You: ohh shit
Stranger: Yeah, so I haven't talked to that guy in like 3 weeks or so
Stranger: So I'm on edge and don't trust anyone
You: thats understandable
You: given everything thats happened
Stranger: Thanks for listening
Stranger: Even tho I don't have solutions for everything I will try to talk to people a little more so I can be a bit more friendly
You: Thank you too stranger this has been quite a good talk
You: and i never do this kind of thing lol
Stranger: Oh?
Stranger: What do you usually do
You: Nothing really I just swim around in my thoughts
Stranger: Aww
Stranger: I wouldn't mind listening to some thoughts (:
You: Like I know there is a certain person I can trust but I hate worrying people or burdening them with my problems
You: ahh I appreciate that
You: I don't even know where to begin haha
Stranger: It's cool just say whatever's on your mind
You: Okay just so you get a better understanding I'll tell you a bit about me lol
Stranger: I'm all ears
You: Right so ill just start to when I was around 10 years old
You: I always felt different and I was quite isolated from people because of it
You: like i didnt really have friends because the ones I had ended up hating me or breaking my trust or some dumb shit
Stranger: What made you feel different? Anything in particular?
You: and I got bullied for like a year
Stranger: Ahh
You: Uhh well
You: I thought differently to everyone else
You: Like
You: everyone was so much more willing to be ignorant about things just because it made them happier
Stranger: Definitely, I know how dumb people can be
You: And everyone around me would be after small meaningless things and I felt like I always thought big
You: idk what im saying hahah but yeah people pretty much thought I was a weirdo and i got bullied for it
Stranger: A lot of people miss the big picture
Stranger: I never really got bullied
You: so when i was 11 i had my first real real friends
Stranger: A little name calling here and there
You: yeah it really sucked im glad it didnt last too long
Stranger: What we're their names?
Stranger: That's nice
You: hahaha
Stranger: Were
You: I really don't remember now I left that school
Stranger: Awww
Stranger: One of my old best friends was cody
You: ohh you mean my friends
Stranger: He was a goofy kid
Stranger: Yeah silly
You: soz im so sleep deprived i read it wrong hahah
Stranger: It's okay
You: Well there was three of us
You: crystal, danielle and tamanna
You: them three*
You: and there was me
You: so it was a small friendship circle and i was friends with them from ages 11, 12, 13, 14
You: like there was additions to the group but i wont say much about them
Stranger: I feel that we all got our groups
You: but during these few years i was still that same weird different kid
You: but I suppressed that and acted like somebody else so I would have friends
Stranger: I sort of did the same thing
You: and yeah these friends weren't great, they lied a lot, said a lot about eachother (including me) behind eachothers back, spread rumours, told secrets
You: so I knew i couldnt trust them with the things i was thinking or whatnot
Stranger: Yeah, it's tough finding trustworthy people at that age
Stranger: You gotta find them before all that
Stranger: Hormones can do a lot to mess things up
You: so yeah, 14 years old was when I was really down about it, I felt lonely all the time because I was constantly stuck in my own thoughts
You: yeahh definitely
Stranger: Did you think about the same things
You: So I would spend a lot of time on my own which was the biggest mistake lol
You: pretty much yeah but
Stranger: Definitely
You: there was a lot i was thinking about
Stranger: Like what
You: Ahh things about people, things about like, our purpose
You: it got really unhealthy i guess
You: life**
You: i guess i asked a lot of questions which couldn''t be answered
Stranger: When I was younger I always knew what I wanted in life
You: ahh really?
Stranger: Yeah, it's kinda silly and a lot of people think it's lame but my friends and I all wanted to become pro players
You: ah thats sick
Stranger: That was back in the day 6ish years ago
You: its not silly at all
Stranger: It is, in the sense that it's a lot of work and a lot of people don't make it
You: True but, its good to have dreams and ambitions
You: something to work towards
Stranger: Most definitely but people need a back up plan
You: Yeah definitely
Stranger: What did you want
Stranger: Like in life
You: I never knew to be honest
You: generally I wanted to help or inspire people
You: but never knew specifically what
Stranger: I'm sure there's something that'll bring you in (:
You: but that all went to shit when i got olde rhahah
You: yeahh I'm waiting for it :)
Stranger: I'm sure you'll get the passion back and start caring again
You: I hope so
Stranger: Sometimes when I need motivation I watch some videos of people I look up to
You: Theres other things I need to fix first before that can happen
Stranger: For sure
You: ah thats nice
Stranger: Work on yourself before helping others
You: Yeah I know that I should but
You: idk i never really felt worth the effort I always thought everyone else was more important
You: second biggest mistake lol
Stranger: I feel that
Stranger: I was actually failing a lot of classes because I spent all my time helping others and not doing my own work
Stranger: So I just cheated on all my paperwork with friends
You: ah wow
You: damn
Stranger: That was middle school tho
Stranger: Can't do that in highschool
Stranger: You'll get into serious trouble
You: yeahh
You: its kind of like that here
Stranger: Academic dishonesty is a big issue
You: slightly different system
Stranger: Especially if you want to get into a big school
You: but theres mostly exam papers
You: oh yeah 100%
Stranger: Yeah
You: ahh I have such little time to fix up though
You: like last year I was really stupid
Stranger: Why
You: and the year before hahah
Stranger: What did you do
You: ahh lets see
You: so
You: when I was 14 I just fell into a deep hole of bullshit and stupidity and got into the habit of harming myself
You: and I left all of my old friends and found new, even worse friends
Stranger: I feel it, I did the same sort of
Stranger: Did they encourage your behavior?
You: but i "loved" them for the reason that we would smoke a lot of weed together
You: no nobody knew i hid it all the time
Stranger: Ahhh, yeah drugs are definitely something interesting
You: yeah definitely
Stranger: I don't think anyone who isn't there mentally should do drugs
You: dumbest thing I could have done in my situation as it was the only think I was relying on to make me even the slightest bit happy
You: yeah so true
Stranger: Happiness can be tricky
You: and then in that friendship group was this one guy who I wont go into much detail about but we were both mentally fucked up so we were just toxic together and fucked eachother up even more
Stranger: I did the same thing
You: and my mum found out about me harming myself so i was forced into counselling, my mum was getting panic attacks because of stressing about me
You: which made me feel shit so i started harming myself again
Stranger: Awww ):
You: and then at 15
You: is like one of the most important exams we do in the UK
Stranger: We do it at like 16-17
You: and basically i didnt really care much about life so I purposefully failed everything
Stranger: ):
You: here its 15-18
You: 17*
You: and then i left to go to a new school because i hated everyone there so im going there currently
You: and the most important exams
You: well the first year of it
You: are coming up
You: and yeah I'm still not in a really good place mentally
Stranger: Do you know why that is?
You: I don't smoke anymore but I rely on hurting myself wayy too much
You: I honestly do not, and ive thought about it a lot too :/
Stranger: Is it what happened in the past?
You: i think its just many small things that just add up
You: maybe
You: this is weird but recently like im remembering stuff from my childhood that I had completely forgotten about
Stranger: Yeah, something like happens to me
Stranger: It's just weird dreams of the past
You: yeahh me too
Stranger: A lot of it is middle school stuff like dances and stuff
Stranger: Like dates and what not
You: ahh
You: for me its like when i was really really young
You: but idk because these memories seem really bizarre that im wondering if im somehow making some of them up
You: one of them which I know is true is the first time that my dad hit my mum
You: he never did again but
You: I dont know why im remembering it now
Stranger: That's good
Stranger: Umm I'm not sure tbh
Stranger: Do you believe in like the guy feeling and stuff?
Stranger: Guy
Stranger: Gut*
You: sometimes i guess
You: actually yeah
Stranger: Maybe something is going to happen
Stranger: I believe in it, a few weeks back I felt weird and stuff and then it came true
Stranger: Hopefully nothing bad happens
You: hm
You: yeah hopefully
You: idk thats not the feeling i get from this
Stranger: What do you get?
You: its more like me just remembering a bunch of shit i forced myself to forget
Stranger: Ahhh
You: but i just dont understand why im remebering now
You: of all times lol
Stranger: Maybe something that happened triggered that memory?
You: i dont really know
You: like sometimes its in dreams
You: sometimes ill just be daydreaming in class and remember something vividly
You: weird shit lol
Stranger: Nah I feel that too
Stranger: I was always in iss so I day dreamed a lot
You: i know a lot of people say that like things that happen in your childhood affect you when your older
Stranger: Yeah definitely
You: but would it still affect me even if i didnt remember them?
You: cos like some of it makes sense
Stranger: Yes I'm sure it would
You: when i think of these new found memories lol
Stranger: It's hard to explain over text but yeah definitely
You: yeah i getchu haha
You: but uhh yeah, theres a lot i need to change in my life lol
Stranger: Start small, silly
You: where do you even start lmao
Stranger: Ummmmm
Stranger: So how is your studying? Good bad?
You: terrible i dont even study haha
You: im basically doing what i did last year
You: i just have no motivation for it i guess
Stranger: But your future silly
Stranger: Don't you wanna help people?
You: yeah i stopped thinking about that a while ago
You: oh yeah i was gonna talk about taht
You: so uh
Stranger: Help yourself
You: Yeah like last summer
Stranger: GET AN EDUCATION SO YOU CAN GO FOR WHAT YOU WANT
You: lmaooo
Stranger: I just want you to do something you enjoy
Stranger: And not be stuck with something you hate
Stranger: Passion matters a lot
Stranger: And I'm sure there's some guy that'll love that you do that stuff 😉
Stranger: You'll be a major guy magnet
You: But yeah a little before summer one of my friends killed herself because of the guy I used to date (the toxic relationship guy) and it just showed me how different people are to how they actually seem. I basically started hating people and became a selfish prick and drove myself a bit crazy until one of my friends metaphorically slapped me in the face and woke me up. The hatred lasted for a few months maybe
You: i agree i still need to think about what i want i guess
Stranger: Try some programs, clubs or something (:
Stranger: Hobbies are always nice to have
You: yeah id just rather do hobbies alone than with people
Stranger: My friend went through the same thing sort of
You: i still sort of hate most people hahah
Stranger: I feel that
You: its weird but because of that i feel like i can read people and i know exactly what someones intentions are
You: which is stupid but
Stranger: Yeah some people feel that way
You: yeah i always think that everyones a fake
Stranger: My brother feels that way and I hate him
You: so it makes it hard for me to get along with people
You: yeah its really stupid i need to learn to trust people
Stranger: It takes a while but people's true colors come out
Stranger: Start small, work your way up
Stranger: <(^~^<)
You: yah i should
You: i need to do some serious soul searching hahah
Stranger: Yeah, I wish I could help, but I always knew what I wanted
Stranger: I'm sure you'll find yourself
You: ahh well you've been a huge help just by listening
You: ive said stuff ive never said before to someone so
You: its been really helpful thanks stranger :)
Stranger: Listen, at the end of the day it's whatever you want
Stranger: We can leave things here if you want
Stranger: Just remember to take care of yourself
Stranger: And please don't hurt yourself
You: ahh well small steps remember
Stranger: Life is beautiful
Stranger: Oh shush
You: hahaha
Stranger: See you around (probably not tho)- J
Stranger has disconnected.
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Mister Glassman (Peter Parker x Male Reader) pt 2
https://lemonkatze.tumblr.com/post/173907445995/mister-glassman-peter-parker-x-male-reader < pt 1
You sat atop a building waiting for something to happen, anything really. Being a superhero is actually sorta boring most of the time, because there isn't a lot to do besides sit around and wait for something to happen. You sighed to yourself, watching the streets, but jumped to your feet when you saw Spiderman swoop in and basically fling a man that was on a bike into the air then started asking people if they knew the owner. You bit your lip contemplating what to do, I really should stop him… I think he's scaring people.
You place your hand to your stomach and begin to materialize a pane of laminated glass from your skin and placed it down between the building you were on and the one you needed to get to and walked across. This is your superpower by the way, you can create and absorb glass at will. You picked up the pane and absorbed it back into yourself before jumping from the roof in front of the Spiderman.
“What on earth are you doing Spidey?” you asked the boy who was holding a bike over his head. He blankly(?) stared at you,
“Woah, where'd you come from!” he exclaimed. A late reaction?
“Don't you have ‘spidey senses’ or something? Why are you asking me where I came from, or were you to busy freaking out civilians to notice?” you asked, deadpan. You slowly took the bike from his hands and put it down next to the entrance of the store you were in front of.
“Just leave a note or something, there's no way you'll be able to find the owner like this, or turn it into the police.”
Spider Man nodded at you and wrote a note and left it on the bike.
“So what are you doing in these parts ‘Artificer’” he said speaking your hero name. You pursed your lips,
“I always patrol through here…” you said in response to his question.
“Yeah but it's been a few days ya know?”
“I have a life spidey, I can't always patrol to stop petty criminals” you said waving your hand, dismissing his comment.
“Pft, you have a life? I've literally never seen you talk to anyone but me how could you possibly have a life?” He asked you.
“I take full offence to that,i have plenty of friends” you said straight up lying to him, you had all of (1) one friends.
“Oh ya? Name some” he said seemingly taunting you, you swore that if you could see his face he'd be smirking.
“If I did that I’d give away my identity, so why would I do that?”
“I was just kidding, come on gotta get a move on. Keep ‘patrolling for petty criminals’” he said swinging up onto a rooftop.
“Hey wait up!” you yelled up to him, summoning a pole from your hand to take you up to the roof of the building.
“I'm going to fall behind if you always just leave like that.” you said keeping the pole figuring you'd need it in the near future.
“Well I gotta keep you on your toes somehow glass man” he said mocking you.
“Don't call me that! That's not my name.” you said pouting under your mask. This elicited a laugh from the fellow super.
“ ya, ya, mister glass, lets get a move on” he said shooting a web to another building. You softly growled before running to the end of the building and used the pole ou made earlier and a pole vault and launched yourself to the next building.
In your superhero persona you were a lot more assertive and talkative, but Spiderman just inferorated you and it drove you to speaking more.
You followed him past the subway station and onto a train to wherever his next destination was, you were not entirely sure why you were following him around… probably because he told you to, to be honest. You found yourselves on top of a building looking over the town until someone yelled up at the two of you?
“Hey! You're that Spider guy on youtube right?!”
“Call me Spiderman!”
“Okay spiderman! Do a flip!” Spiderman does as he's told and does a flip,
“Ya!”
You snickered at him, you never really got attention like this since you weren't famous like he was and you didn't have very flashy powers.
“Maybe next time you can do the backflip off the building”
“Now why would you say something like that”
“It would be exceedingly entertaining to watch you fall from this building after doing a flip” you said with a shrug.
You continued to follow spiderman and help with his endeavors until he jumped down attempting to stop a car robbery, sticking the perp to the car. You inwardly cringed after they said it was their car, then why are you breaking into it…?
The car alarm began to go off and everyone who lived on the inside of the alley began to yell at Spiderman for stopping a man from breaking into his own car. You backed away from the situation and decided to reconvene with Spidey in a little bit.
You found a food cart since you haven't eaten since lunch and it was around dinner time. You ordered a corn dog and found yourself a nice fire escape to sit on to eat it. You pulled your mask down and quietly ate your corn dog, you weren't to into corn dogs but like you didn't mind them.
“Hey I've been looking for you, where'd you go?” You heard spiderman ask from behind you. You panicked and pulled your mask back up above your nose and turned you head, your solid blue eyes meeting the white ones of spidermans suit.
“Well I left while you were disrupting some people lives once again and decided to eat.” Spiderman laughed at your seemingly angry tone. He sat down next to you on the fire escape and lifted his mask to his nose and began eating a churro you only just now noticed he had. You continued to stare at him, wondering why he'd do that infront of you. Not that you could tell who he was just from the bottom of his face but still.
“What, do you want some?” he asked, you were startled by his sudden question.
“N-no? Why would i? You already ate off it and I don't even know you”
“Ah, you wound me so.” he said with a snicker, continuing to eat.
“Why did you even come find me?” You asked tilting your head a little in curriousity.
“Well you know Artificer, your sorta like my sidekick!” You were taken aback by this.
“I am no such thing! You take that back!” you exclaimed jumping to your feet.
“Huh? But you follow me around all the time?” ha asked eating his churro cluelessly.
“Yea because you ask me to, it's not like I do it because I want to be your sidekick or something. I could easily take you in a fight, so if anything you'd be my sidekick” You said crossing your arms. You were fairly confident in your fighting abilities but spidermans not so much.You've also had a lot more field time then him, just because he got recognized by tony stark doesnt mean hes better then you.
“Hmm… I suppose because I like your company then, your a little touchy but its funny at least” he said smiling at you. You blushed at this comment but huffed and turned away from him,
“Uh… Hey Spidey… there are some guys robbing that atm station over there” You say having only noticed robbery just now from having turned around. Spiderman pulled his mask down and looked at the Atm station you pointed out.
“Finally some action.” he said swinging over across the street. The two of you fought off the criminals but at the expense of the deli shop across the street and while tending to the people with in the shop the criminals did end up escaping. You offered to personally replace all glass items in the reconstruction because it was partially your fault, though mostly Spidermans.
You and spiderman both briefly spoke about the incident before absconding before the police arrived. You went separate ways to get home, him a lot quicker than you while you went liserly.
You arrived home and crawled in through your bedroom window and changed into your pajamas. The rest of the night was spent eating dinner and chatting with your mothers about your days.
#peter parker#peter parker x male reader#male reader#spiderman x male reader#spiderman homecoming#spiderman#fanfiction#my writing#author#avengers#reader insert#tom holland#mister glassman#lesbian moms#gay moms#romance
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OK, I’m here. Wow, I have so many thoughts and feelings on this chapter. Of course you know which side of the coin I stand on so I’m happy that she and Tae have had their moment together, but there is also some sadness too. I am so curious about how you’re going to play things out because while OC was still in love with Tae while sleeping with JK, their sex was a little more…pure? Is that the right word? What I mean by that is that in this chapter OC was riding on the coattails of betrayal so(1)
((more under read more))
there was almost a bitter after taste in the way that their sex came to fruition. Oh, I so hope it doesn’t plant a negative seed in their relationship! You are such an artist behind the keyboard, the way that you explain the characters feelings and emotions is palpable and so intense. “I’m not going to chase you!” the adulterer hollered down the shaft. Funny. He’d pursued you every day for weeks, never allowing you the dignity of your initial disinterest. No, he’d hunted, and eventually, (2)
humiliated you. And why?” This part was so intense and interesting and I can’t help but wonder if there’s more to it than what we see on the outside (especially since he’s done the complete opposite and has been chasing her for weeks, even after this going to her house to try and force a conversation.) I love the part where OC is trying to coerce Tae to look at her lingerie and he says “I don’t wanna give you another reason to think I’m gross. I’m kinda designed to stare at that kind of (3)
Oooooooooh! Interesting you should say that you think that JK + Y/N’s first sexual encounter was purer and not so bittersweet. Especially considering I believe 9 to be very much a mirror to this chapter; if you remember, she was still reeling from Tae kissing her and was spiralling into a depression over it all. I agree it didn’t come about quite so desperate in that case - her and JK’s relationship had been leading up to it, after all - but Y/N had similar thoughts while having sex with Jungkook. The whole ‘feeling like she’d found a new function with him, when having been built to serve another (Tae)’ thing.
Essentially, Y/N has a tendency to run from what scares or majorly upsets her. Let’s hope, indeed, that it doesn’t plant a negative seed. It didn’t with Jungkook, in his case… but this could go very differently. Or it could be the same. Maybe she’ll find herself in a relationship with Tae all of a sudden and all the happier for it. We’ll see. ;o
Yeah, that line of Jungkook’s was him signaling that he wasn’t going to pursue her down the stairs (bc of the risk of her hurting herself; he probably didn’t give a shit about himself getting injured) and her finding it ironic, giving his courtship of her.
thing.” He’s just so human and relatable in this part. It would be interesting to know his thoughts at this part. He’s come to terms with the fact that he’s in love with her by now and she’s practically offering herself on a silver platter and he’s confused because he wants her, but not at the expense of her dignity and their friendship. I love how he tries to stop her, tries to be a good, reasonable guy even in the face of massive temptation. Also, the oppa part really made me laugh! I have(4)
noona kink myself so that gave me a good chuckle. As for the last line, I honestly think the dreams will be good dreams, but whether that would mean anything, who knows. Our minds have a protective mechanism as well so sometimes dreams can be a type of Band-Aid, an attempt to try and make us feel better while we’re sleeping. Honestly, I don’t think there’s any coming back from a secret fiancé, even if there is some kind of miraculous explanation, that’s still something massive to not disclose(5)
Yes!!! It was important to me that Tae make comments like this. He’s very different to Jungkook, his relationship with Y/N is very different to Jungkook; he’s not afraid to get lewd or crude in a joking manner with her. I know some people might find that a turn-off, but I didn’t want him to be some weird, puritanical caricature. He’s my golden-hearted fuckboy and he loves sex, and it’s not taboo for him. ;D Jungkook hasn’t known her as long so he’s still pretty reserved, but you could see that was kind of shrinking away in Ch. 10 after they’d fucked like, a bazillion times lmao.
And yeah, that moment of him rebuffing her was also hugely important and very consciously written into the fic. It’d change the whole tone of the scenario if he hadn’t. He’s learnt his lesson and he wasn’t about to repeat it.
awkjdlwkj i’m glad you liked that bit but after some thought I decided to change oppa to daddy just to avoid the possibility that i was using it inappropriately. Hopefully you find that just as stimulating ;P
Interesting, you think they’ll be good dreams! Atm the climate seems to be that they’re negative ones. And yeah, it could mean nothing at all! Maybe that last line is just a red herring?! Dreams can hang over you in the morning, but the feeling will eventually dissipate. Wonder how she’ll feel upon waking up / later in the day?
but I also worry there’s no way to build a healthy love with Tae when the sex was partially founded on the desire to forget her heartbreak for a moment. Ah, I’m so confused and conflicted but I loved it. Thank you so much for sharing! I’ll never be able to get all my thoughts and feeling on paper, haha, so hopefully this will suffice. (fin)
Ah, that’s the key word there: partially. There’s more than enough history and heartache between those two that it could be overcome, if it’s right for them.
You’re more than welcome!! It was a pleasure, and I was so anticipating your response haha. Thank you for gushing in my inbox, it more than suffices. Your thoughts were a treat to read, as always :DDD
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no more chicken talk I'm hungry 😭
I actually saw some guy on youtube eat it and I mentioned it to my brother and he remembered and got me one from some Korean store he had found 😭
but only one since it was pretty expensive for noddle
lol ben 10 was most of my childhood, my brother even had a phase 😂 There was also a Sinhala dubbed version that went on tv (tho the names were weird in that 😂)
Ever since I've always loved Gwen's powers! so wings with mana manipulation 🤭♥️
yay! I would love to train with him!
btw did you watch the new episode of kny?
that's our tsundere boi 🤭
glad to be part of the family sis <3
Erwin's death really stung 😭 and all the other soldiers too 😭
but now is when shit really starts to go down....
fine fine fine — oi ik ya hungry but don’t ya dare talk ‘bout food with me sissy (me to myself 🤡)
ooooo i hope you’d enjoy it amanda!! <33 and ah — maybe you shouldn’t eat if often —
hm i see! for me pokemon & inuyasha was most of my childhood, when a bit more older i start watching some eng children cartoons like my little pony, ever after high and the lion guard. (pretty basic ik — but atm i was trying to improve my eng so… 😅) and yes relatable just relatable! i remember watching inuyasha the movie in my lang and the names were so weird, like why?? 😭😭😭
yuppppp fantastic <3 also — which side you want to be on? hero or villain or neither? 👀✨
yes yes yes my aniki of being flamboyant finally got the role how could i not? 😎 have you watch it yet sissy?
ara ara~ bakugou the boom boom boi *snickers* — 🤣🤣🤣
me too sis me too <33
i’m dying to watch the new eps but haven’t got time yet — UGH. let’s see if this fandom could bring me any more tears… (although — i wasn’t surprised as much as i expected bc MY DAD already spoiled that he’ll be dead since SS1 💀💀💀💀 i was like ‘wow erwin’s so cool!’ and then he’s like ‘nah he’ll be dead…’ i whipped around like ‘um excuse me?’ and he has one hand covered his opened mouth like ‘oops — it slipped —’ and i almost punch him at that… 🤜🤬
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Be My Baby Part 7
Summary: Charlotte goes by Charlie in the summer of 1963. Sebastian works at the resort her family is staying at. He teaches her how to dance.
Chapter Summary: Sebastian teaches Charlie a few ballroom dance moves.
Warnings: Swearing, smoking, I think that’s it
Chapter 7: Get Ready
(I’m in Greece atm and I may or may not have had too many glasses of alcohol the night before. So if there’s anything fucked with this chapter, let me know. I started it sober and ended drunk. woop)
I never met a girl who makes me feel the way that you do.
The next morning, I had to pinch myself to remember that the kiss with Sebastian was real. I glanced over and realized my sister was already out for the day. I jumped up quickly and got dressed. I actually took a moment to fix my unruly curls and grabbed my sister’s mascara to apply a few swipes.
I swung the cabin door open with a new sense of confidence. So much so, that I didn’t realize someone was standing by the cabin.
“In a rush to see someone?”
I nearly fell down the stairs when I heard Sebastian taunt me. I glared and carefully made my way down without falling. “You can’t scare me like that.”
He chuckled and glanced around. When he deemed the coast to be clear, he wrapped an arm around my waist so he could kiss me.
Instantly, I could taste nicotine on his lips. It was sour but oddly intoxicating. I wondered if it was because he was the one kissing me. “I thought I told you, smoking’s bad for you,” I said when we pulled away.
He winced. “Habits are hard to break.” He tugged me to his side as we started to walk up the path.
“I mean do you even know what’s in them?”
“Nope, I’d rather not know.”
I frowned. “Ignorance is not bliss.”
He smiled and shook his head. “Depends on the situation.”
The rest of the day, I spent some time with my family but kept my eye on the clock. I wanted to make sure I was around for Sebastian’s breaks. Every so often he’d walk by and send a wink my way. I blush and try to keep listening to my sister.
“Chris said we could do something together on his day off,” Laurie said as she whacked the birdie back over to my side of the badminton net.
I groaned as I tried to reach it in time. I nearly fell on my face trying to extend my racquet out. But the birdie fell flat and I had to pick it up and serve again. “What are you going to do?” I asked. I didn’t mind talking to Laurie about Chris. Now that I could see her point of view of being head over heels, her delusions sort of made sense. I only wished I could talk to her about my relationship and get some advice.
“Maybe he’ll kiss me.” Laurie squealed as she hit the birdie back over. “Do you think he’ll kiss me?”
I almost stumbled over my feet trying to return the lob. I cursed under my breath when I came up short again. “I don’t know, Laurs, maybe.” I shrugged and served. “He seems to really like you.”
She smiled. “You know, Charlie, you’re in a much better mood today.”
“I guess I’m just starting to like it here.” I let a smile play on my lips as I thought of Sebastian.
“Hi, dad, hi, mom.” Laurie waved to my parents as they walked by with their golf bags.
“Look at you two getting along.” My father remarked. "I think this vacation was one of the best ideas for this family." He said proudly. "My two girls are actually being friendly.
“Dad, do you have the time?” I asked.
“Sure, Charlie-Bear.” He pushed his sleeve up to glance at his watch. “It’s almost noon.”
“Okay, thanks. Laurie, I’ve gotta go, I’ll be back.” I promised and dropped my racquet.
“What?” Laurie pouted. “But I was winning!”
“We’ll pick up where we left off,” I said and started to make my way back to the hotel.
I walked behind the main building and Sebastian fell into step with me. “You’re not very good at badminton either.”
I rolled my eyes and nudged him. “I’m good at dancing.” I reminded him, which he chuckled and nodded. “Do you have your lunch break now?” I asked.
“Yep, half an hour.” He wrapped an arm around me. “C’mon,” He led me up a set of stairs to a smaller building.
“What’s in here?” I asked as he peeked in the window.
“Dance studio. Scarlett gives private lessons here.” He answered. “It’s empty now.” He checked the door and it was unlocked. “Alright, I want to teach you some ballroom dancing.”
“Really?” I looked surprised.
“Sure, it might be fun.” He turned the lights on and found a stereo in the corner.
“Where did you learn to dance?”
“Scarlett will teach me a step every so often just for the fun of it.”
“Okay then, what’s my first lesson?” I shifted my weight back and forth between my feet.
Sebastian turned on some music that sounded a lot like the type he played at dinners. He walked over to me. “Stand up straight.” He put his hands on my shoulders. “Stand with confidence.” Then he tilted my chin up. “Eyes always on me.”
“How will I know where I’m stepping?” I was a little skeptical.
“Trust that I’ll lead you.” He smiled. “Okay, so when I step back, you step forward. But don’t go until two.”
“What?” I was beyond confused.
“Just try, ready? One…”
Purely on instinct, and still confused, I lurched forward and stepped on Sebastian’s foot.
“Two…” He winched. “Never step on one.”
“Sorry. Are you okay?” I asked, feeling terrible.
“I’m fine.” He shook it off. “Let’s go again.”
It took a few times but we found our rhythm, even if it was a little choppier than usual.
“Eyes up.”
“Arms firm.”
“Keep your shoulders back.”
I kept tripping up as I tried to listen to every little thin Sebastian told me. After two songs, I stopped and huffed out of frustration. “You’re too tough.” I protested.
He shook his head. “You should see Scarlett. She’s strict. She was a ballerina in Russia when she was sixteen.”
“Oh, wow…what happened?”
“She escaped just like me. Communism was getting worse but there didn’t seem to be an end to it. Now she teaches dance here.” He shrugged. "People are afraid to hire immigrants from the USSR. They're worried they're spies for communism." He rolled his eyes. "The level of fear in this world is unbelievable sometimes."
“Well, I’m glad you came here,” I said quietly. “I wish you didn’t have to go through that but I’m glad I met you.”
Sebastian smiled at me. “Alright, enough with this boring stuff. Let’s let loose.” He went back to the stereo and switched tapes.
“Will you teach me more fancy moves?” I asked.
“What do you want to learn?” He wrapped his arms around my waist as the music changed again.
“What do you call it when the woman jumps and the guy catches her?” I rested my hands on the nape of his neck and swayed with him to the new song.
“A lift?”
“Sure.”
“Oh, I dunno. I’ve never done that. I think Scarlett has though. Maybe you can ask her.”
“But I want to do it with you.”
“You’re hard to say no to.” He chuckled and spun me around. But he didn’t bring me full circle. He stopped me with his hands on my hips so I was facing away from him. I could see us in the mirror and for a moment I couldn’t believe it was me.
Sebastian ran a hand up my arm and lifted it so I reached back. My fingers found his hair and I lightly brushed up against his temple. He grazed his fingertips back down my arm and I squirmed a little. I giggled as his touch tickled me. He laughed softly and I could see him smiling in the mirror. He tilted his head and exhaled softly over my neck.
Goosebumps covered my arms as we started to sway again. He focused a little more on my neck, though, as he kissed and lightly nibbled at my pulse point. I bit back a small moan and leaned against his chest, feeling his hips against mine.
We were only lost for a moment before we heard someone open the door to the studio. Sebastian and I quickly put a reasonable distance between us.
In walked a young man in business casual clothing. “Sebastian, what are you doing in here?” He gave him a stern look.
For a moment, Sebastian seemed to freeze up. So I quickly jumped in. I had been getting better at lying it seemed. “He was helping me look for my hair barrette.”
“Oh…” The man seemed to buy it purely on the fact that I was a guest. “My apologies. Did you find it yet?”
“No, I must’ve lost it somewhere else. Thank you,” I turned to Sebastian, “for helping me though.”
He cleared his throat. “Of course, miss.”
“Sebastian, where’s Scarlett?” The man asked as we began to leave the studio. “She has a lesson here and she knows she must always arrive five minutes beforehand.” He checked the expensive watch on his wrist.
“I don’t know, Michael.”
“Why don’t you go track her down then?” He replied impatiently.
Sebastian sighed and nodded down the path. “She’s right there.”
Michael turned. “Ah, Scarlett, so nice of you to join us.”
Scarlett’s face went sour when she saw the dark-haired man. “Alright, Michael, don’t get your panties in a bunch.” She hoisted a duffle bag further up her shoulder and walked past him.
“Watch your tone.”
She rolled her eyes and stomped up the stairs past Sebastian and me. “I was two minutes late.”
“You should always be on time.”
“You know what, Michael,” She spun around to glare at him. “You’re not my boss. You don’t own this place yet.” She snapped.
Michael squared off against her. “And when I do, I know the first person who’s going to be fired.”
She narrowed her eyes. “I’m sure your dad would love to hear that you fired the resort’s best dance instructor.”
“It won’t matter what he thinks.”
“I have class, Mikey, run along.” She hissed. “No one’s afraid of you.”
Michael’s jaw tightened but it seemed like he didn’t want to make more of a scene in front of a guest. “Charlie, would you like me to escort you back to the hotel?” His voice was still tense.
“Oh, uh…no thank you. I was going to ask Scarlett for a lesson.” I said, a little shaken by the encounter.
“Very well. She will for as long as she still works here.” He replied sharply and turned to leave.
“Asshole,” Scarlett muttered and walked into the studio with us following her.
“Who was that?”
“Michael, Robert’s eldest son,” Sebastian answered and leaned against the doorframe.
“He must be back from another booze-filled romp around Europe,” Scarlett grumbled as she walked around the studio, preparing for her class. “No wonder it was so calm here. Now we get to listen to why women deserve to be barefoot and pregnant and why segregation is a good thing.” She spat. “He’s disgusting.”
“At least Robert treats us like humans, Michael only respects rich white men like him,” Sebastian grumbled.
I wrinkled my nose in distaste. “And he’ll own the resort?”
“One day…I guess.”
“Not if I have anything to do with it. He’s only picking on me because he tried hooking up with me and I told him no.” She made a face. “Even I liked men I still wouldn’t touch him.” She sighed and looked around with her hands on her hips. That’s when she noticed the stereo was still playing music, something Michael hadn’t realized.
“What were you two doing in here?”
Sebastian and I both blurted out different answers.
“Looking for her barrette.”
“Dancing.”
We looked at each other in disbelief.
“I thought you said we could trust her!”
“She has a big mouth!”
Scarlett just laughed and brushed us off. “Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone. Just as long as you two weren’t fucking in my studio.”
“Scarlett!”
“Oh, my God…no we weren’t!”
She cracked up even more at our reactions. “I’m just kidding, geez, you two are so cute.”
Sebastian rolled his eyes. “Charlotte wants to learn how to do a lift.” He changed the subject quickly. “Would you teach us?”
“Really?” She looked impressed. “Ambitious, but okay. I’ll teach you, sure.”
“Awesome.” I brightened up. “So do we just have to book studio time or…”
“Oh no, we’ll have to start next Saturday when we all go to the lake.”
“The lake? Why?”
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