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unforth · 7 months

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I had a day off yesterday.

And I can already practically hear the assumptions that such a statement is prompting the reader to make. Those assumptions are wrong. I don't mean I didn't work. I did, for about 8 hours. That's not at all what I mean.

I mean my wife took the kids out at 9:30, spent the night with her mom, isn't back yet the next morning.

There are things I NEED people on this website to understand about parenting. And I've talked about it before, and I'll talk about it again, because honestly the way that Tumblr as a cohort talks about parents makes me sick. Multiple polls have shown that only about 2% of people on here are parents. We're a huge minority, and we're constantly talked over, ignored, or accused of being bad parents (like, personally, I have had people reply to my comments or come on to my posts and tell me I shouldn't have my kids). In my case, being a parent means I'm almost 41, I'm married to @ramblingandpie, and our children are inching up on being 8 and 6 years old.

My entire day, and therefore my entire life, revolves around them. I'm up most mornings at 5 AM, because that's the earliest they're "allowed" to wake up, and so my brain just defaults to being awake around then - better to wake up before them, at least then I get a few minutes in the morning. Between 5 and 7, I sit with them, do my social media, work on side blogs, study Chinese. Then it's helping them get ready for school, then my wife or I or both get them on the bus, and then I work until the last possible minute, which is either when I need to go pick them up for an after school activity or when I need to go down and meet them off the bus. My afternoons are after school activities, chores such as washing the dishes and cleaning up toys, talking with them, working with them, playing with them. Their bedtime starts at 7:40, and my son gets scared if I leave before he falls asleep so I sit with him until about 8:15. As soon as he's asleep, I go fall on my face, sleep as best I can, then wake up and do it again. Overnight, it's hard to sleep deeply, because about once a week someone will wake up in the middle of the night and need help. That could be as minimal as a hug or as complex as having to completely change the bedding on a bunk bed at 2 AM while also comforting a child who is afraid they'll be in trouble, or afraid they're sick, or afraid of their nightmare, or, or, or. Further, if a child is awake, there is always noise. I usually study Chinese with two or more competing sources of noise. I read the same way. My life is loud, and active, and consists of constant interruptions.

I adore my family, and I love my children, but this is terrible for me.

I do all of this as an neurodivergent introvert. My clinical depression is at least medicated, mostly because post-partum depression after I gave birth the first time nearly drove me to suicidal in under a week (we were expecting this and were prepared, fortunately, getting help was as simple as a phone call). The constant noise and interruptions and forced socialibility are about the worst combination of home-life I could be subjected to. I spend far too many early mornings just breathing deeply and gearing myself up to be subjected to the wall of Loud, Boisterous, Needing-My-Attention that is every minute when anyone else in the house is awake.

So what did my day off look like?

I helped get the kids ready to go and did some morning chores. I'd been up at 4:30 AM so I also had already social media'd and studied. Then, while my wife finished the preparations, I started work, and I worked from about 8 am to about 4 pm, straight. I didn't get hungry so didn't bother stopping for lunch. No one interrupted me, no one asked me to look at anything they'd built, no one broke my concentration, no sounds could be heard except those I'd chosen myself.

I'd been out the day before at a local shopping street and listened closely to the things the kids said they wanted, so at 4 I grabbed a couple orders I needed to ship for work and drove to our local downtown, dropped the orders in a post box, then went back to the shops and did some Christmas shopping in the 45 minutes or so before everything closed. I think I'm basically done with what we'll get them - other bigger things will be left to grand parents - so that's a load off, I literally had a stress dream earlier this week about it being 12/24 and having forgotten to do the shopping and having to go to (oh horrors) the mall on the day before Christmas. (Reminder: I'm a Jewish atheist. It's just virtually impossible not to Holiday in the Culturally Christian Hellscape that is the US. Also, my wife is Christian. So.) Found something cute for my wife, too, even tho I already know the main thing I'm getting her. Then, I realized - one of my favorite restaurants is on that block. So. I went there. I sat by myself at a table, only the indistinct restaurant hubbub around me. I read four or five chapters of my book, and ate a savory crepe, and drank lovely fruit tea, and got a scone to-go that I'll eat for lunch today. It was more than I probably should have spent on myself - about $25, including tip - but fuck it. I only get maybe a handful of days off all year, and I'm allowed to indulge a little.

Then I came home. There were no lights on. There was no noise. I had considered doing some more merch work while watching TV on the actual television (my kids are too young for subtitled shows, so usually if I want to watch My Shows I either have to do it on my computer when they're not around, or put them on and read all the subtitles aloud while trying to keep up and process the actual meaning of what I'm reading). But when I got back, the quiet and dark was so goddamn NICE that instead I curled up on the couch and read more of my book. I did that until bedtime - still about 8:15, because I'm exhausted. Then...I went to bed. And I slept long and deep, knowing that there was no chance I'd be interrupted and woken up, I didn't have to be, even in sleep, alert to every noise and possibility that I'd be needed.

I'm still exhausted and burned out, but even one night to myself felt really, really nice.

Saying "Tumblr does X" as a universal statement is doomed to failure, but generally speaking, the parenting posts I see on Tumblr, the ones with tens or hundreds of thousands of notes, speak what's apparently widely seen as a truism on here: that unless someone wants to spend 24/7 with their kids, to be 100% emotionally available at all times, is always kind and patient and perfect, they are a bad parent, maybe even abusive. I remember when covid started, there were multiple posts actively mocking the "oh god, my kids are now home all the time, how am I supposed to do this?" attitude that a lot of parents posted in despair. WhY dId YoU hAvE kIdS iF yOu DoN't WaNt To SpEnD tImE wItH tHeM?

Look at what my usual day looks like.

Look at what my day off looked like.

Do you really think I don't want to spend time with my kids? Do you really think I don't love my kids?

But I'm not a fucking MACHINE. I'm a PERSON. That's what people on Tumblr seem to forget. PARENTS ARE PEOPLE. The same tumblrinas who post ~uwu be kind to yourself rest if you need to, you should forgive yourself for that mistake you made~ will turn around, with zero sense of irony, and post "you're a bad parent if you ever raise your voice around a child."

Expecting parents to be perfect means expecting parents to be inhuman. It also means that a parent can't be poor (can't spend all your time being the perfect parent if you have to work multiple jobs or weird hours!), can't be introverted (can't be a perfect parent if you're not completely emotional available, god forbid socializing is exhausting for you), can't be on the ADHD or autism spectrum (what do you mean you forgot to get your kid to a doctor's appointment once? what do you mean over-stimulation can make you angry? how dare you get angry at a kid!), can't be depressed (gotta get out of bed every single day, gotta always be upbeat, patient, happy, or else that's Evil), can't be (like my wife) physically disabled (what do you mean your hands hurt too much to hold a child's hand? are you denying them touch?? CRUEL). And when the only answer you can offer to that is, "if you can't be that perfect you shouldn't be a parent," then you're saying people who aren't middle class to wealthy, people who aren't neurotypical, people who aren't physically able, shouldn't have children.

And honestly...what the fuck is your problem?

I'm not perfect. I tell my kids to just leave me alone sometimes. I raise my voice, especially when one of my kids starts punching the other, but also sometimes just cause I'm exhausted and Can't Anymore. I've forgotten an appointment by accident and felt like a total fucking idiot, and I've skipped an after school activity because I just wasn't up for taking them. I've served them more unbalanced, unhealthy meals than I can count. I've made many, many mistakes, but I've also done my best, and I love my kids, and I hope that when they grow up, they'll still love me even as they recognize that I wasn't perfect, just as I've come to accept my own parents' short-comings while still loving them very much. They're people, too, and the older I get, the more I understand where they were coming from.

When I fuck up, I apologize.

When they tell me they're unhappy with something I've done, I apologize, and I try to do better. Sometimes I even succeed.

This shit is hard, yo. And it's getting harder every year.

I'm BEGGING Tumblr: you need to start seeing parents as people. The way y'all talk about parenting on here is toxic, and genuinely harmful, and frankly exhausting. You have no idea what the reality of raising kids is like, and you need to shut the entire fuck up.

I had a day off yesterday.

I might get one more before the end of 2023.

I already can't wait. I am so, so, so tired. sigh

(if you actually read this whole rant and even a single word of it resonated for you, please reblog it. I'm tired of never seeing positive posts about parenting while I see negative ones with a bajillion notes.)

#unforth rambles #parenting #momblr #nothing prompted this #i just think about writing posts like this all the time #because the low-level background buzz of how much tumblr hates parents is a constant stressor tbh #and every once and a while i tip over the line end up Writing the Thing #and so here we are again #god i have so much to do today and instead i procrastinate with this #oops

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cuteitgirlinspos · 10 months

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౨ৎ How to romanticize this school year 🎀

I know school might be tiring , boring , or even scary , so here are some ways to romanticize this school year , next school year , and all the future school years to come

౨ৎ Stretch in the morning and drink water , usually when we wake up for school most of us don’t wanna get out of our bed and are extremely tired or drained out due to either waking up early or not getting enough sleep from last night 🎀 , so it is very important to stretch doing some poses you already know or watch videos on YouTube that are abt 5 - 10 mins depending on how much time u have , drinking water is also good for your skin and fastens your metabolism it will also hydrate you in the morning which can lessen how tired you were when you woke up . 🧚🏽‍♀️

౨ৎ sleep early , I know this might be very hard for some people because of the amount of things that they have to do , but you can limit the amount of time u take to do those things and take naps or sleep around 8 - 10 MAX , sleeping around these times are more healthy than sleeping around 12 pm or 3 am in the morning , your body needs the most rest it can get to keep it going 🎀

౨ৎ Please be yourself in school , many people tend to want to fit in and change themselves bc of what other people think , what their friend group says , or even how the internet influenced them to behave , you don’t have to change your behavior / personality just to fit in a group / area , real friends / loved ones will love you the way you are 💗🎀 .

౨ৎ Don’t disrespect teachers for no reason at all please 😭😭 , many teachers don’t get paid enough for dealing with kids all day long , make sure you’re being respectful to them and being nice / positive , one way you can do that is by simply greeting them good morning everyday or saying bye to them everyday .

౨ৎ PLEASE try on your grade , obsessing over your grade isn’t good either you don’t have to be sad / mad at yourself bc you didn’t get a 100% remember that everyone isn’t perfect , although you should try and bump your grades or try to be better at the subject you’re struggling with , when teachers notice you try your best in class they most likely bump your grade or try to give u extra credit even if you got a low grade . 🎀

౨ৎ Don’t start drama for no reason , trust me it’s not worth it ; you can get in trouble and that can be draining always try and be positive if someone else is being negative , rude , or annoying ; ignore them or don’t talk to them ; don’t try to engage with bad conversations with them to also get YOU in trouble , if you’re a good student and you barley get in trouble your teachers might let you go or not pay attention to it the first or 2nd time u get in trouble . 🤗

౨ৎ I can not stretch this enough , PLEASE organize your things , being organized can make school less stressful for you since you know where all your things are ! it’s much more easier than stressing when you need a notebook / paper / or an assignment and you can’t find it , an app that can help you be organized is notion ; using notion can track your to do’s like if you finished an assignment , need help with something , and be organized in general 🎀 .

౨ৎ Don’t be nasty , most people like me don’t like to hang around people who smell bad or do disgusting things , stick to a scent that smells good ; you don’t need a bunch of perfume sprayed all over you unless you have 2 or more perfumes mixed together that smells heavenly 😋 , PLEASE use deodorant and brush your teeth TWICE a day that way you can be clean and healthy , also take a shower everyday there’s no point of missing a shower be clean . 🎀

#coqeutte #barbie #aesthetic #school #back to school #summer #romantizing school #romantize your life #pink pilates princess #pink pilates girl #tips #study tips

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at1nys-blog · 6 months

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Next Door -Masterlist-

Pairing: Roronoa Zoro x fem!reader

Summary: When you try to save your friends from bad press (your father's opinion on them) ending up having to find a way to survive it turns different than what you expected, but along the way there are your best friends, new friends and a very annoying gym bro that lives just Next Door

Started: 21/12/2023

Finished: scheduled to end 25/08/2024

Trope: Enemies to lovers

Status: 【Not Started yet】【Ongoing】【Finished】

Updates: twice a week 11:30 pm CET

A/N: THIS WAS POSTED FIRST ON MY AO3 ACCOUNT SO MY GOOD FRIEND COULD READ IT TOO AND BECAUSE I WANTED TO TRY SMAU IN THERE and now I can stop screaming. By the way, I waited to posted it on here because I didn't know if I was going to commit or what, so after 14/15 chapters I think I am committed enough. I have to apologize for future typos but I am too lazy to correct and screenshot everything once again lol

Vol.0

Ch.1: Vol.0 Ch.1- Profile 1

Ch.2: Vol.0 Ch.2- Profile 2

Ch.3: Vol.0 Ch.3- Kicked Out…

Ch.4: Vol.0 Ch.4- Kids…

Vol.1

Ch.5: Vol.1 Ch.5- Less pictures

Ch.6: Vol.1 Ch.6- ON MY ANCESTOR

Ch.7: Vol.1 Ch.7- Annoying Rich People

Ch.8: Vol.1 Ch.8-Karma is a Bitch

Vol.2

Ch.9: Vol.2 Ch.9-Luffy is a kid

Ch.10: Vol.2 Ch.10-Proposal

Ch.11: Vol.2 Ch.11- Sabo...

Ch.12: Vol.2 Ch.12- I wasn’t lying

Vol.3

Ch.13: Vol.3 Ch.13- Zoro would never be funny

Ch.14: Vol.3 Ch.14- A weird one

Ch.15: Vol.3 Ch.15- You love me

Ch.16: Vol.3 Ch.16- Turning point

Vol.4

Ch.17: Vol.4 Ch.17- @yasUsopp you are dead

Ch.18: Vol.4 Ch.18- Drunk you

Ch.19: Vol.4 Ch.19- In vino veritas

Ch.20: Vol.4 Ch.20- Is that punk boy?

Vol.5

Ch.21: Vol.5 Ch.21- You are missing

Ch.22: Vol.5 Ch.22- There is no way

Ch.23: Vol.5 Ch.23- Plan in action

Ch.24: Vol.5 Ch24- Bartolomeo the black sheep

Vol.6

Ch.25: Vol.6 Ch.25- Good Taste

Ch.26: Vol.6 Ch.26- Day out

Ch.27: Vol.6 Ch.27- Wedding Surprises

Ch.28: Vol.6 Ch.28- DUDE NOOOOO

Vol.7

Ch.29: Vol.7 Ch.29- Call the firefighters

Ch.30: Vol.7 Ch.30- Little Kids

Ch.31: Vol.7 Ch.31- I will found out

Ch.32: Vol.7 Ch.32- you*

Vol.8

Ch.33: Vol.8 Ch.33- is my pfp

Ch.34: Vol.8 Ch.34- oopsie

Ch.35: Vol.8 Ch.35- we are not friends

Ch.36: Vol.8 Ch.36- ass bitch what is wrong with you

Vol.9

Ch.37: Vol.9 Ch.37- Usopp the trendsetter❤️‍🔥

Ch.38: Vol.9 Ch.38- ** **** *********

Ch.39: Vol.9 Ch.39- *** ******* ** ****

Ch.40: Vol.9 Ch.40-*** ****

Vol.10

Ch.41: Vol.10 Ch.41- *** * *****

Ch.42: Vol.10 Ch.42- ****************

Ch.43: Vol.10 Ch.43- ***** ****** ******* ****

Ch.44: Vol.10 Ch.44- ****** ******* **

Vol.11

Ch.45: Vol.11 Ch.45-**** *** *** ******

Ch.46: Vol.11 Ch.46-** ******

Ch.47: Vol.11 Ch.47- ** ****** ****** ******* * *** **** ****

Ch.48: Vol.11 Ch.48- ***** ***

Vol.12

Ch.49: Vol.12 Ch.49-*** **** * ******

Ch.50: Vol12. Ch.50- ***** ********

Ch.51: Vol.12 Ch.51- **** ********

Ch.52: Vol.12 Ch.52- ******* *****

Vol.13

Ch.53: Vol.13 Ch.53- ****** **/****** ***

Ch.54: Vol.13 Ch.54- ***** *** ** ****

Ch.55: Vol.13 Ch.55- ******** ****

Ch.56: Vol.13 Ch.56- **** ********

Vol.14

Ch.57: Vol.14 Ch.57- * ********* ***

Ch.58: Vol.14 Ch.58- ****** ****

Ch.59: Vol.14 Ch.59- ****** ***

Ch.60: Vol.14 Ch.60- ******** *

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pengweng-quack · 2 months

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Bloodbound

Carlisle Cullen x Human!OC

Summary: Place Carlisle in the Edward situation of falling in love with a human, and see what happens

Chapter 5/?

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8

Notes:

This is on Ao3 under the same title and username if you'd like to read it there (https://archiveofourown.org/works/54527830)

I was on vacation that's why posting was delayed in both here and Ao3 lol

Leave your thoughts (or don't, your choice) in the comments, I enjoy reading through your thoughts :)

Word Count: 2622 words

General warning: I used some religious references in this story so read with caution if you're not so keen into reading that

TW for this chapter: thoughts about insecurities

PM or Comment to be added on the taglist for this one!

Masterlist

“What do you mean?” Carlisle asked, threading carefully on what will happen next

“You’re not human.” Celine concluded with Carlisle not answering her question immediately “What are you?”

“My love…” Carlisle started, looking at her, but he was met with no kind of adoration in her eyes anymore “Yes, I am not human. But I do not intend on harming you.”

“I know.” Celine said, the glint of calmness was now back in her eyes “I just need to know what you are. For my peace of mind, I guess.”

“You’ll either laugh or get extremely concerned if I tell you what I actually am.” He whispered lowly, ashamed of himself

“A vampire?” Celine asked him again

“How did you know?” Carlisle asked almost immediately. He looked at Celine, realizing that she didn’t actually know and that it was just a rough guess that he confirmed.

“A vampire? In a hospital?” Celine asked her, her eyebrows furrowed at the irony of it. There were so many questions running in her mind

“I-I have to go.” Carlisle answered, standing up and picking up his clothes, quickly wearing his shirt and rushing out of her house to his car

‘She knows’ Carlisle was panicking as he drove off back to their house. Thoughts swirled chaotically in his mind, making it impossible for him to think straight. He hit his steering wheel in anger before driving back home in silence, his grip on the steering wheel painfully tight

“Celine knows.” Edward announced to everyone, carefully reading Carlisle’s thoughts

“What do you mean, ‘she knows’? We were careful with it.” Rosalie asked her

“We were careful, Carlisle probably wasn’t.” Edward continued in conclusion “I tried telling you that this was the same as with me and Bella before, but no one believed me.”

“Will we have to move?” Renesmee asked

“No, no. Carlisle will decide on that.” Bella assured her “Besides, we can’t move yet, you need to finish your high school.”

“Well, with what’s happening, we might have to.” Rosalie said, sitting down on one of their couches

“I’m sure Carlisle will have an explanation.” Esme said, trying to calm everyone down. She was just as nervous; would they really just leave Celine like that?

“She figured it out on her own.” Edward said, reading into her mind “She’s not mad. Actually, she’s driving to our place now, at an incredibly dangerous but legal speed. Celine wants to chat with Carlisle.”

“Carlisle left her?” Emmett asked “Weren’t they just having sex earlier?”

“Emmett!” Edward yelled, covering Renesmee’s ears as she laughs at their antics

“My question still stands. Weren’t they just doing something earlier?” Emmett said, chuckling as Renesmee lightly slaps Edward’s hand off her, wanting to listen to what was happening

“Yeah, she’s kind of annoyed about that. But she’s more annoyed that Carlisle just ran away.” Edward said, still reading into Celine’s mind

“Couldn’t even wait until she fell asleep.” Rosalie said, playfully rolling her eyes

“So, you’re warming up to her now?” Jasper asked, teasing her lightly

“I mean, you heard Alice.” Rosalie shrugged “One way or another, she’s gonna be a vampire. We only prevented that rogue vampire from doing it early on.”

“You just want her to not jump first into being one of us?” Bella asked her, knowing and understanding what Rosalie now meant when she was still human

“She’s smart, she would think of the consequences first.” Esme said, already having heard stories about Celine from Carlisle “Besides, Carlisle won’t push her into that.”

“Carlisle is—

“I fucked up.” Carlisle announced, rushing in the house. All of them yelled and closed their eyes, having just seen him in his boxers

“Carlisle, go wear something!” Esme scolded, getting Carlisle to rush up to his room and get dressed into something more casual

“He technically told Celine that we’re vampires.” Edward told everyone as he rushes down the stairs

“Did you even see her reaction?” Jasper asked, Carlisle only shook his head no

“Well now you will, because she’s outside the house.” Jasper said, opening the main door of their house, seeing Celine

“You didn’t tell me that your house was very cold.” Celine said as a greeting to everyone, shivering from the coldness

“Come, let’s talk in my office. Then I’ll introduce you to my family.” Carlisle said, walking to her and taking her hand, leading her to his office

“What now?” Celine asks, rubbing her hands together in an attempt to warm her down. Carlisle immediately grabbed the hanged coat in his office and placed it on her shoulder. The sight of her in his clothes warming him up a bit

“I don’t know.” Carlisle muttered lowly “What do you want now?”

“Well,” Celine said, sitting on the table of his office “I’m not scared that you’re a vampire, if you’re worried about that. And I don’t plan to make that this week’s hospital gossip too, if you’re somehow more worried about that.”

“Thank heavens.” Carlisle let out a big sigh

“Why?” Celine asked him “Is it like a vampire law to not let any non-vampires know about your existence?”

“Kind of, it’s tough to explain.” Carlisle answered, moving closer to her. He knows that he won’t do much help with her being cold, he just wanted to be near her

The silence between the two was comforting but nerve-wracking. Carlisle couldn’t figure out what was going on Celine’s mind

‘Probably filled with calling me a monster’ a part of his mind said to him

“I think you owe me the truth.” Celine whispered softly, looking at him with a smile “The whole truth, no more of that weird ex-girlfriend stuff. Because you and I both know that that was a very shit lie.”

“Where do you want to start then?” Carlisle asked, walking and grabbing some chairs for her to sit on

“How old are you?” Celine immediately asked, sitting down on the chair that he offered to her

“You have to be a bit more specific than that, my love.” Carlisle chuckled softly, joining her in sitting down

“All of your ages then.” She told him. Her eyes had this twinkle of curiosity, wanting to know more about him

“Well, I was 23 or so when I was turned into a vampire.” He answered, as Celine furrowed her eyebrows, he took it as a sign to continue “It was the 1600’s, we didn’t have a really good date tracking date by then.”

“You’re roughly 300 years old.” Celine said, a shock on her face

“382 to be exact.” Carlisle revealed, getting him to shy away.

‘Now it looks creepy’ he thought to himself, watching her reactions

“Wow, never thought I’d date that old.” Celine teased him, getting him to let out a sigh of relief

“To be fair, you are already four years older than me in a sense.” He tried to tease her, letting out a small laugh

“I’m four years older than you and 350 years younger than you at the same time. I wish I could say that the math isn’t mathing but it is.” She said, a smile resting on her face.

And Carlisle could only wish that he could freeze the moment between them, take a picture of them and engrave it in his mind, a memory that would remind him of their short-term happiness.

Because who would choose an eternity of being stuck the way you are?

“Esme is 127, Edward and Alice are 121, Rosalie and Emmett are 107, and Jasper is 178 but he’s the last to join us alongside Alice, minus Bella.” Carlisle continued introducing his family

“Bella? As in Bella Swan? As in the chief’s daughter?” Celine asked as ne nodded in response

“She’s with Edward, she’s 35.” Carlisle continued “And the youngest, Renesmee, she’s 16. Edward and Bella’s daughter.”

“So, humans and vampires can procreate too?” Celine asked lowly

“Yeah, but if you think that I’m only pursuing you for that, then you’ve got it all wrong.” He immediately assured her

“Then why pursue me?” Celine asked, looking at him, her eyes begging him for an answer

As Carlisle gazed at Celine, a profound sense of sorrow washed over him. The weight of her pain and self-doubt bore heavily upon his heart, stirring a deep well of empathy within him. He longed to ease her burden, to carry her suffering as his own. Carlisle realized that she always doubted herself underneath the confident aura, thinking that she was worth nothing if she couldn't bear a child.

“Because my heart belongs to you. I belong to you.” Carlisle answered as he stood up, his hands cupping her cheeks and leaving a peck on her forehead

Celine wiped the tears threatening off her face. Never has she felt so loved until now, until with Carlisle. He hugged her, thinking that the tears coming out of her were tears of sadness, of disappointment with herself.

“You’re so kind to me.” Celine mumbled, wrapping her arms around him

They stayed in that moment. Celine has never thought to feel this way so easily about a man, it’s like she was drawn to him. It was as though the universe had conspired to craft their love story, aligning the stars to guide them together.

He was made for her.

“Are you two good now?” A brown-haired woman asked, checking in the office. She was jaw-droppingly gorgeous, getting Celine to subtly feel inferior to her

‘Why did Carlisle not end up with her?’ She questioned to herself

“We are, Esme. Just needed to collect ourselves.” Carlisle answered to her, wiping off the tear stains before leaving small kisses on the apples of her cheek

“Good, your kids are dying to meet her.” Esme said, a smile on her face.

She was gorgeous, her brown hair rested nicely on her shoulders, her eyes held the same golden shade that Carlisle had. Esme had this maternal aura around her, subtly informing Celine that the Cullens is in no need of a mother figure to fill in

‘Then what am I here for then?’ Celine questioned to herself, stopping her face from forming a frown

“Well, since you’re here.” Carlisle said, motioning Celine to come closer to him “My love, this is Esme. My sister.”

“Hi, I’m Celine!” Celine greeted her with a smile and a small wave. Carlisle instinctively placed his arms around her shoulders, pulling her closer to him. Esme immediately liked her energy.

Celine was a fresh breath on a warm day, the one that feels like you’re being lifted by the wind itself.

“We’ve heard a lot about you.” Esme said, opening the door a bit wider for them to go out of “Come, I’m sure the kids would love to meet you.”

“Rosalie is kind of…iffy with you right now. But she’ll come around.” Carlisle warned as they walked out the room. There were seven looking adults, all looking and watching them as they come down the stairs

“Everyone,” Carlisle said as they get down the last step of the stairs “This is Celine.”

“Hi!” A girl with a pixie cut greeted. Celine couldn’t help but notice how she was towered by everyone else in the room “I’m Alice! I’ve seen this happen.”

“Alice, don’t—

“Oh, it’s alright.” Celine assured to the guy with brown hair, a face that was vaguely familiar to her “After finding out that vampires are real, what more is there to limit the imagination?”

“I’m Bella.” Bella introduced herself “Though I know you already know that, seeing as I remember seeing you grow up.”

‘At least there’s a familiar face’ she thought, letting out a small sigh of relief

“You make it weird saying it like that.” Another guy with brown hair teased Bella. He was really buff, getting Celine to be intimidated “Emmett by the way. This is my wife, Rosalie.”

The woman that Emmett pointed at, Rosalie, only looked at her. A face that Celine can’t seem to figure out what it was saying to her. Rosalie was drop dead gorgeous, any insecurity that she felt earlier to Esme was now tripled in Rosalie’s presence. Her gold hair, which was tied up in a ponytail right now, shone golden.

‘I don’t belong here’ her mind cruelly told her

“Babe, don’t do this now, please?” Emmett said to his wife, rubbing her shoulders to try and calm her down

“It’s fine. Must be unusual having a human be over casually.” Celine assured them again.

‘Who am I to complain about their behavior?’ she thought to herself

“I’m Edward, Bella’s husband.” Edward, the guy that tried to stop Alice earlier, introduced himself “And this is our daughter Renesmee.”

Renesmee waved her hand at Celine cheerfully. Whatever kind of nervousness she got from Rosalie was relieved with Renesmee. She was a walking sunshine.

“I’m Jasper.” A blond guy, Jasper, said with a small wave. He shared the same hair color as Rosalie did, though his was just above his collar “Pleasure to finally meet you.”

“Pleasure to meet you too.” Celine said to everyone

Celine felt awkward with everyone’s eyes on her, getting a feeling that she wouldn’t fit in their perfectly made illusion of a family. It was making Celine feel pity for herself.

“Carlisle, have you told her?” Edward asked quietly

“Tell me what?” She asked instead of Carlisle

“My kids…” Carlisle started slowly “Some of them have special gifts. Edward can telepathically read minds, Alice can see into the future, Jasper can control emotions, Bella can block Edward’s telepathy and basically anything that is of the using of mind, and Renesmee can transmit thoughts to others.”

“So—

“I didn’t intend to, but it was practically just yelling.” Edward confirmed her suspicion, getting Celine to push her lips in a thin line and just nod in response

“I do not plan into turning you into a vampire—

“Thank you.” Celine said, looking at Carlisle “I’d love to do some thinking first before making a final decision.”

“What?” Bella asked, her eyes widened at Celine

“It won’t be an easy transition for me.” Celine answered, looking at Bella “It may have worked out for you, but it wouldn’t immediately work out for me.”

“I would understand if you also would want to go back to how we were.” She continued, now turning her attention to Carlisle “Seeing as I’m technically rejecting you now.”

“Oh no, I don’t see that as a rejection.” Carlisle said, shaking his head no to her “Even if for a short while, I would love to be given a chance to pursue you. To make you feel loved and appreciated.”

‘It will be more than enough for me to carry for eternity’ Carlisle wanted to add. He looked at Edward and slightly shook his head no, asking him to not say what his thoughts wanted to

“Are you sure?” Celine asked him again

“Of course.” Carlisle answered almost immediately, a comforting smile on his face

“Then, I think a second date should be in the talks soon.” Celine said, kissing Carlisle’s cheek before walking to the front door

“It’s been an honor to meet you all.” She said, looking around the family that was watching her “I would assume that it won’t be the last time we’ll see each other.”

Celine walked out and closed the door behind her. The family was listening intently for her car to leave before even thinking of saying their thoughts out loud

“…I think that went well.” Esme said, her hand clasped together and her lips pushed in a thin line “It didn’t, that was shit.” Rosalie said, shaking her head no at Esme “At least she wasn’t jumping headfirst into being a vampire.”

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mirisss · 10 months

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Chapter 8

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Warnings: anxiety, exercising (dancing + warming up), self-doubt, self-hate, angst, reader being a bit mean to herself (thoughts), almost fainting, mentions of the possibility someone will hit reader, food, eating, mentions of past abuse against (Y/n),

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(Y/n)’s POV

After we had finished eating, Seungmin and I regrouped with the others before, once again, splitting up as the members had some different schedules up until lunch. “Have you decided who you wanna go with for now, (Y/n)?” Changbin asked while we all began walking to the elevators. “Yeah, I decided to go with Danceracha up until lunch and after that, we’ll see,” “Yes! We got (Y/n)!” Felix exclaimed happily making some of the employees around us look at him with weird looks before they returned to what they did previously. “Alright, Changbin and I’s meeting should be over around 2 pm, maybe a little later. Do you think the rest of you will be ready for lunch by then or sooner or later?” “I can’t really say for us, it depends on how many changes we wanna do to the choreo and how long it takes us to learn it,” Minho answered Bang Chan, it sounded a bit complicated but I think seeing them dance will be a lot of fun. “Our vocal training with the coach is scheduled between 9.00 am to 1.30 pm, so we should be done by 2 unless we run over too but I don’t think we will as the coach is on a very strict schedule,” Seungmin said, he was apparently the one who had booked the training session so of course he was the one who knew all the details. “Mm, okay. Well, when the three of you are done with your vocal training, why don’t you stop by the dance studio and see how it’s going for Danceracha, if they seem to be running late, bring (Y/n) with you and meet up with us for lunch. Minho, Hyunjin, and Felix will just have to eat later unless the other choreographers want to eat too so you can take a break,” “Yeah, that sounds good to us, how about for you (Y/n)?” “Oh, yeah, that’s fine, Jinnie,” “Great, we’ll see you later. We have to go now or we’re gonna be late,” And with that, the group split up.

Minho took my hand and led me into an elevator with Hyunjin and Felix following us. They guided me to a big room with an entire wall made up of mirrors, in one corner there was a small-ish black couch, and beside the couch, there was something that seemed like a computer - probably where they controlled what song played in the speakers. I looked around the room with awe, it had a somewhat cozy feeling as I turned back to the mirrors and saw how the three dancers were looking at me with love-filled eyes and sweet smiles. “Want to warm up with us, (Y/n)?” Hyunjin asked as Minho walked over to the computer and began typing away. “I don’t know how,” “That’s fine! We usually follow one another, today it’s Hyunjin’s turn to lead the warm-up so all you need to do is face the mirror and imitate Hyunjin’s movements, and if you struggle with anything you can ask any of us for help, but really all you need to do is try your best,” Felix said as he came over and put his hands gently on my shoulders before shaking me lightly to make me smile. “Okay, I’ll try!” “Great, let’s start then. In 30 minutes the choreographer is coming so we need to be ready by then. Jinnie the floor is yours,” Minho said, using a tone I was unfamiliar with, it was stern, leaving no room for arguments.

Hyunjin faced the mirrors just like the rest of us, though he was standing a few steps in front of us, I stood beside Felix, watching Hyunjin’s reflection in the mirror carefully. “Have fun, (Y/n)!” “Hm!” I nodded my head before focusing on Hyunjin once again. Minho took out his phone and hit play and a second later music filled the room and Hyunjin began moving, with the rest of us following his lead. Minho and Felix had no problem keeping up but I struggled a bit, the other two probably knew what movements would follow one another, I, however, did not. But as I remembered what Felix said before we started I began calming down and stopped focusing on all the mistakes I made and rather focused on just having fun as I tried to keep up with Danceracha. After warming up for 15 minutes I was sweating like crazy and I was very tired, my vision was becoming a bit blurry, and my movements were slower. “Hey stop! (Y/n)’s about to faint,” Felix shouted alerting everyone, even myself, of my swaying body and my weak legs. Felix quickly stepped closer to me before he gently hooked his arm around my waist and helped me walk over to the couch in the corner of the room. Minho and Hyunjin went to get some water and towels. With just over 10 minutes left before they had to meet with the choreographer, and I was taking up their time. This is why no one likes you. This is why no one wants you. An angry, dark voice resonated inside my head. The voice made me shrink back into my shy and shut-off self, I couldn’t look at Felix, I knew he would be angry, I should have been able to do this, hybrids are supposed to be good at exercises, but I’m not. “Hey, (Y/n). Are you okay? Does anything hurt? Can you see me? Are your eyes okay?” His voice was silky smooth, deep, and warm, it was filled with worry and love. He doesn’t actually care. If you look at him you know he’ll hit you. “(Y/n), please, look up at me?” Run away, he doesn’t want you. They don’t want you. They hate you. You’re a waste of space. Felix gently put one of his hands on my chin and then lightly tilted it upward so my eyes would meet his, I froze as soon as my eyes met his. His eyes were full of worry, adoration, love, fright, and anxiety, no matter how hard I searched for any feeling of hatred, I could find nothing alike it. It’s all fake. “Are you okay?” “I, -” My voice cracked as I just noticed how dry my throat was both from the exhaustion but also from the anxiety the evil voice brought with it. I broke out in a small coughing fit as I tried to catch my breath. “It’s okay, look at me, you’re fine, (Y/n), I’m here. Minho-hyung will be back in a few seconds with some water for you,” As soon as Felix had said it, Minho came jogging back into the room with four water bottles in his hands, closely followed by Hyunjin who had some towels in his arms. “Here,” Minho said as he handed a water bottle to Felix who opened it before giving it to me. I gladly took it and gulped down half the bottle, soothing my sore throat. “Feeling better now?” Felix asked as he took the water bottle from me, closing it before taking a towel from Hyunjin’s arms. He unfolded it and carefully patted it against my forehead, wiping away my sweat. “ I’m sorry,” “Why are you sorry? (Y/n), you don’t have to apologize,”

“I ruin everything,” “(Y/n), I’m sorry but I’m going to raise my voice a bit right now. You don’t ruin everything. Anyone can faint when exercising, you don’t mean any less to us because of this, we are the ones to blame because we should have thought about the possibility of this happening. This is not your fault. It could just as likely have been me or any of the others who fainted. We all love you, so so so much, nothing would change that. Okay? Listen to me, WE LOVE YOU” I was startled as Felix raised his voice at me, he wasn’t screaming but he was speaking significantly louder than he ever had before around me. Usually, something like this would have me shivering and crying, yet with Felix my eyes were locked with his, I was frozen as I listened to his warm voice as I saw the tears escaping from his eyes. There was nothing but sincerity in his voice. Minho and Hyunjin had walked out of the room shortly before this to stop the choreographer from stepping inside before Felix and I had calmed down. I could hear their voices as they conversed outside the door, joined by an unfamiliar voice that I assumed belonged to the choreographer. “Please, (Y/n). Don’t put yourself down, we love you, I love you, so please, please love yourself, if not for your sake for ours,” I slowly moved my hand up to his face and wiped away the tears that had streaked his cheeks. “I’ll try, for you,” Felix enveloped me in a warm hug before he took a deep breath and calmed down from his crying.We sat there, our arms encircled around each other, as we were shaking from crying, sniffling, and trying to calm down from what just happened. “Please (Y/n), please believe me when I say that we love you,” I couldn’t answer him verbally so I opted to just give him a tighter squeeze before I let go of him and moved back a tiny bit. I shakily put my hand on his cheek and wiped away some of his tears with my thumb. Felix took a deep breath before wiping away my tears too. “I have to get ready now, we can’t keep the choreographer waiting any longer,” “I’ll just stay here so that you guys can focus,” “(Y/n), you wouldn’t be in the way,” “I know, but I still feel shaky, I don’t think I can stand up just yet,” “Are you sure you want to stay here then? You don’t want to go to some of the others?” “I’m sure, I want to see you and Minho and Hyunjin dance,” “Okay, bunny. Just let us know if you need anything,” “I promise,” “Good,” Felix gave me a kiss on my forehead before he stood up and walked over to the door to let Minho and Hyunjin back inside.

15 minutes later and I finally stopped feeling nauseous and shaky. My eyes were locked solidly onto the way that Danceracha was moving. The smoothness, the precision, the look in their eyes, it was mesmerizing. “With this move, I would prefer if we could do it like this,” Minho said as he showed what he meant, the choreographer watched closely before discussing it further with Minho going back and forth until they reached a move they were both happy with. All three of them glanced back at me every now and then, when they saw that I was watching them they just smiled and looked away again. Soon a few hours had passed and it was time for lunch, to me though, it felt like only a few minutes had passed from the moment I shared with Felix, as we both cried, holding each other. “Come on, let’s meet up with the others,” Hyunjin said as he waved me over with a tired but happy smile on his lips. Danceracha looked exhausted, quite frankly they reeked of sweat but they had been dancing none stop for a few hours. “Weren’t Han, Seungmin, and Jeongin supposed to stop by when their training was over?” “Yeah, they should be coming any second, it’s only 1.35 pm. The vocal room they had booked is five floors above this one so it takes a few minutes to walk between them,” Felix answered as he tenderly took one of my hands into his before leading me to the door. After we had stepped outside my nose picked up the familiar scent of the youngest Stray Kid.

“Hyungs! (Y/n)! Hi!” “Ya, Innie, you’re not supposed to scream right after training,” Jeongin just turned and gave Seungmin a playful glare in return before he continued smiling and jogging in my direction. “Hi” I waved to the three of them. Seeing them run and smile, being so carefree and happy, it made me feel like maybe there is hope for me too, that one day I can be freed from all of my worries, from my past. As long as I stay with them, as long as I’m with my family I’ll be fine. No more being alone. No more darkness. “How was it? Watching dance practice?” Jisung asked once he too caught up with us. I looked at Danceracha, pondering over whether or not I should tell the others about my accident. “It was fun, I wish I could dance like them,” Minho looked at me, understanding my decision of not telling them yet, or I think he did because he began talking about something else as he began walking toward the elevators with the rest of us following. Seungmin walked beside Felix and me, he tenderly took my free hand into his as we were walking. It wasn’t until he did that that I realized just how cold my hands were, when Felix took my hand into his I didn’t think about the heat difference as Felix had just been dancing for a long time but Seungmin had not and his hand almost felt like it was on fire compared to mine. “Wow, did you take a trip to the North Pole? Your hands are so cold!” Seungmin proclaimed as he laughed. “Oh, I didn’t even think about it, holy, (Y/n), we need to get you some tea or some hot chocolate to warm you up,” As the two began fussing over me Minho looked back, surely after he heard them speak of my icy hands. His eyes spoke so loudly, as he stared into mine, he knew I was cold after the panic attack, even if I had calmed down and wasn’t crying anymore, my unconscious mind hadn’t let it go just yet, it had pretty much shut down. “I’m sure she’ll be fine after she gets some food, we all need it so come on, let’s move it, Chan-hyung and Changbin are waiting for us by the cafeteria, their meeting ended a little earlier than they thought it would,” Chan had apparently texted Minho that info just now, I didn’t even notice him checking his phone.

After arriving at the cafeteria we quickly found Chan and Changbin, they had taken a large table so we could all sit together this time. We ordered our food and then Minho told Chan, and the others, about what happened in the dance studio. Everyone looked worried but they were happy nothing worse happened. “Maybe it would be best for you (Y/n) if you went home to rest for the rest of the day. You’ve experienced a lot today and maybe we shouldn’t hurry this exposure too much or things like this will happen. We need to gradually expose you to our hectic schedules. If you want I can come home with you,” “What about the meetings?” “Changbin can handle them, the hardest one is finished already, the last one is just for the name of the album and we’ve never had a problem with those meetings before, besides Changbin has handled meetings like this alone other times too,” “I’m actually feeling quite worn out so maybe going home would be best,” “Uh, hyung, actually, I don’t think I can take this next meeting on my own,” “Huh? Why not?” “They changed the schedule, the album name meeting is tomorrow, and after lunch, we have the meeting regarding the music videos,” Bang Chan let out a loud sigh, he looked really annoyed, but I wasn’t scared of him, because I knew he wasn’t upset with me, and he isn’t like my previous owners, he wouldn’t hit me. “Ugh, why do they change the schedule every time? We always put it like this, then they change it only to switch back to OUR original schedule… ugh. Well, (Y/n), sorry that means I can’t take you home,” Chan looked at me, he looked disappointed. “It’s okay. I think I can just rest on the couch in the dance studio, don’t worry,” “I could take her home, we don’t have that much left to go over for the dances so the part I miss Minho-hyung and Lixie can teach me tomorrow,” “As long as it’s okay with Minho and Felix, it’s okay with me, you know I rarely but in regarding the dances, that’s Minho’s responsibility,” Chan said the last part as he chuckled because Minho gave him a fake annoyed glare. “Mm, take the bunny home, make sure she gets some rest,” “I will,” Hyunjin gave me a smile before we all continued eating our lunches.

After we all had finished eating Hyunjin called their driver to come and pick the two of us up and drive us to the dorm. “Take care and rest well, (Y/n). We’ll see you tonight,” Jisung said as he gave me a warm and tight hug. “Change into the new pajamas we got for you, you know the one that was so warm and fluffy!” Jeongin said as he then reminded Hyunjin where it was. Everyone either hugged me before saying goodbye or just waved and smiled. Soon it was just Hyunjin and I, as we waited in the lobby for the driver to come. “He’s here, come on, (Y/n), we can go home and watch a movie and maybe draw some more,” “That -” YAWN “- sounds nice” “Haha, tired I see,” And so we got in the car, I barely sat down before my eyes were closing. The last thing I remember is hearing a low humming from Hyunjin as I rested my head against his shoulder before I fell into a deep sleep.

~ To Be Continued ~

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anamoon63 · 27 days

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Hi guys, I am writing this in case anyone wonders why I have been kind of MIA lately. No, I haven't forgotten you, but I have had a difficult week, more than a difficult week, I have been through a real ordeal. Where or how it started it's a long story which I don't have the time or the energy to tell, so I'll just share a brief chronology of what happened during this past week.

Friday May 3 - I turned in my finished work and set out to do my sims posts, play and rest for the weekend since more work would be coming my way on Monday.

Saturday May 4 - My husband came down with the flu, I spent most of the day with him in the emergency room.

Sunday May 5 - I spent it taking care of my husband, who fortunately no longer had a fever. I barely slept two hours at night giving care and medication.

Monday 6 May - My birthday, we couldn't go out for dinner as usual, so we celebrated at home.

Tuesday, May 7 - My son comes down with the flu, too, another afternoon in the ER and sleepless night caring for him and bringing down his fever.

Wednesday, May 8 - My son starts to feel better, and begins to recover very quickly. I start working on the following translations, at the same time I take care of both my husband and my sick son, do food, laundry, order home medicines, and all kinds of small chores, including disinfecting things. It's like going back to 2020.

Thursday, May 9 - My husband no longer has a fever but does have a cough that won't go away and minor problems with his asthma.

Friday, May 10 - Mother's Day, my son was feeling fine, my husband still had a cough, and had a doctor's appointment at noon, when he returned, we celebrated at home just like on my birthday, I spent the rest of the day working, and juggling a thousand other things. In the evening my daughter started to feel sick, but still no fever.

Saturday, May 11 (yesterday) - My daughter woke up with a fever, another visit to the ER. She was prescribed flu medicine, painkillers and rest, and sent home.

And that's my odyssey so far. On top of it all, from Wednesday through Saturday we were in the middle of a heat wave with temperatures of 37ºC with real feel of up to 45ºC; at night we get a "cooler" temperature of 29ºC. So imagine a person with a fever of 38 ºC and with this heat, obviously it's not of much help.

Surprisingly, I haven't gotten sick so far, but I'm not claiming victory. I have been taking care of my family for a week, sleeping two or three hours a night, getting up at different times to check on them, or give them medicine. I don't have time for getting sick! Lol. Thankfully, everyone is better and last night for the first time in a week I was able to sleep straight through. Honestly, I don't need many hours of sleep, but I am routinely and usually I am in bed a 11 pm and up at 8 am every day, so all this did upset my sleep cycle a little bit.

Anyway, that is the reason why I wasn't here much, since the whole day I was too busy, and at night I was so tired all I wanted was to go to bed. I apologize if I've fallen behind on your updates, I'm not ignoring you in any way, I just didn't have the strength or the time, not even to play The Sims. If I did, it was just a little free play to distract myself.

Last week I told you that I was juggling a lot of things, well now I have even more things, lol, at times I feel really exhausted, and even a little cranky from lack of sleep, the first few days my feet and legs hurt so much from going back and forth, but I'm fine, healthy, and in good spirits. Today I believe, as never before, that the universe does not send you more than you can handle.

At this point my family is already in recovery, if I don't get sick too, it's likely by I'll be able to get back to my simming routine. Now, if I do get sick, I hope to recover as quickly as the others. Whatever happens, I'll be around. Know that, even if I don't comment, I read you, and I am with you, especially with those who are going through difficult times of any kind.

Ok, I said to myself this was going to be a short post, but I made a wall of text instead (for a change). My apologies if it's written in a sloppy or confusing way, I just wanted to write it quickly to let you know where I have been and what has been going on with me these days. I hope you are all well, please take care of yourselves, health is a treasure that can be lost at any moment, the flu is a nasty disease, we must never let our guard down and forget to take the necessary measures to prevent it.

Last, but not least, I want to thank all of you who have mentioned me, tagged me, sent me asks and/or stars to my inbox, commented and/or liked what few posts I could do these days, I appreciate it very much and I'll try to reply to you as soon as I can, though I've fallen so far behind that I don't know if I'll be able to find your mentions in my notifications. In any case, thank you very, very much to all of you for thinking about me in my absence. 💗 I'll see you soon, hopefully, with more sim adventures, stay tuned!

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What If Steve Were To Leave Hawkins? Part 12

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11

This part is mostly just a filler but still fits as part of the story. I worked a 14 hour shift today but wanted to make sure I posted something to keep my everyday posting streak going. So here is an average day in the life of Steve and Eddie, enjoy! The angst will continue tomorrow, I promise.

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After an amazing several days in the city for the boys, Steve had to go back to work. The coffee shop renovations were completed and Betty was eager to get back to business. He was worried that Eddie would be disappointed at the upcoming mundanity after all the fun they had been having. Over the course of the past few days, Eddie and Steve had seen all the touristy sights they could. Steve took him to the Skydeck at Sears Tower, Shedd Aquarium, the ferris wheel at Navy Pier, Lincoln Park Zoo, and all of the iconic restaurants that he thought Eddie might enjoy. And he did enjoy it. Eddie was having the time of his life, as was Steve. And it wasn’t even just the fun activities that were making them so happy. It was spending time together and learning more about each other that was making them so joyful.

However, their fun had to come to an end eventually. Steve’s shift started at 6 AM when the coffee shop opened and he knew it would feel longer than usual with Eddie waiting for him to finish. From 6 AM to 9 AM, the hours seemed never ending. All Steve wanted to do was go back to his comfortable bed and cuddle with his boyfriend. But instead, he had to deal with increasingly difficult coffee orders from middle-aged customers.

His mood lightened considerably once Eddie stumbled downstairs from his apartment and took a seat at one of the tables facing Steve at the counter. He grinned at Steve and gave him a cheerful wave. His hair was untamed and he was wearing Steve’s only black shirt along with a pair of blue jeans. Steve doesn’t think he’s ever looked better. He waited for a break in the amount of customers before making Eddie a coffee, black with more sugar than coffee. Just how he liked it.

Steve carried it over to him at the table and affectionately pat his shoulder, “Good morning, Eds. What’re you doing?”

Eddie leaned further into Steve’s touch as he took a sip of the coffee and sighed in contentment at the taste. “Mmmm, this is great. 10 out of 10, the best coffee I’ve ever had, thanks babe,” he said before taking another sip. “I’m working on some song lyrics. I had an idea for a new song.”

“Well, I can’t wait to hear it,” Steve murmured before looking at the corner. He saw a few people walking in and sighed, “I have to go but I’ll come back over when it slows back down.”

“No worries, Stevie. I’m fine sitting here, watching my man at work. Go forth and make their brews, barmaid!”

Steve rolled his eyes at his theatrics and raked a hand teasingly through the mop Eddie called hair. He listened to Eddie’s squawk of protest as he went back to work.

Steve knew he loved this job but it had never felt as right as it did just then. Eddie sat in the shop for the entirety of Steve’s shift, smiling whenever they made eye contact and occasionally wandering up to the counter when his coffee cup ran dry. He looked slightly misplaced in the small coffee shop amongst the businesspeople and college students, being the only metalhead present, but Steve wouldn’t have it any other way. He loved looking past

whichever customer he was serving to see Eddie scribbling song lyrics furiously into his notebook with his tongue poking out the corner of his mouth as he concentrated.

Steve was even happier though when his shift ended and he could spare Eddie all of his attention. He had some ideas for what he and Eddie could do once his shift was over at 3 PM but he desperately needed a shower to wash off the sticky smell of coffee. “Hey Eds, let me take a shower really quick and then we can do some more exploring, okay? Didn’t you want to check out some bar tonight?”

Eddie rolled his eyes in fond exasperation, “it’s not just ‘some bar’, Stevie. It’s a gay bar. And your first one so I think we should go. If you’re cool with it.”

Steve looked at him unimpressed. “Why wouldn’t I be cool with it? I’m dating you, aren’t I? We can go tonight.”

He pecked Eddie on the lips before grabbing a clean towel and walking into the bathroom. He wanted to look good tonight if he was going to show Eddie off.

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Eddie decided to call Uncle Wayne once they returned to the apartment. He had some time to kill while Steve got ready and it had been a couple of days since he had spoken to the man. With a glance to his watch, he nodded and made the call. He knew that Wayne would be heading to his overnight shift at the plant soon but they should have enough time to chat briefly.

“Munson residence, how can I help you?”

Eddie chuckled at such a formal greeting coming from such an informal man, “My god, you answer the phone like a butler. Uncle Wayne, how are things?”

The bored inflection in his tone disappeared once he realized it was Eddie on the line. “Hey son, I’m alright. How’re you liking it in the city?”

Eddie looked at the bathroom door to ensure Steve couldn’t hear him. He could hear the water going still and the muffled sound of Steve singing some Wham! song. Jesus Christ.

“I really like it here, Wayne. Steve’s been amazing and it’s the total opposite of Hawkins. No one even looks at me twice. I think… I think I’d like to stay here.” Eddie whispered into the phone’s receiver.

Wayne was quiet for a moment but when he spoke he was confident. “Look Eddie, I know you’ve never had it easy here. You’ve always been meant for more than this town. If ya like it in Chicago and ya like being with Steve, you should stay there. Ya don’t have to come back to Hawkins.”

Eddie closed his eyes as he processed his uncle’s words. “I don’t want to leave you to live by yourself. And I don’t even know if Steve would want me around all the time. I know I can get annoying.”

“Stop that. Eddie, I’ll be fine on my own. I’ll miss having ya around but I’ve always just wanted ya to be happy. If being in the city with Steve does that, ya should stay there. And I’ve seen the way he looks at you. He wants to keep ya around,” Wayne reassured him.

Wayne had to get going to make it to his shift on time so they said their goodbyes. Their conversation gave Eddie a lot to think about. He would miss living with his uncle but Hawkins was still relatively close. Close enough to drive back and visit with the old man on a whim. And moving out of Hawkins would definitely make him happy, especially if he could be with Steve. With his mind mostly made up, all he had left to do was have that conversation with Steve.

Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16 Part 17 Part 18 Part 19 Part 20: Epilogue

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#soft times in Chicago for Steve and Eddie #just a chapter of the boys being happy #I can guarantee that the kids back in Hawkins are feeling the opposite lol #stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #robin buckley #dustin henderson #steddie #fanfic #mike wheeler #max mayfield #lucas sinclair

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badgallly · 4 months

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The Chosen One Part 6

Hello my loves, how are you? It took me a while to post part 6 but here it is finally. Hope you like it ! Sorry for the mistakes, English is not my first language. stay safe and enjoy! xoxo <3 Note: I put Neymar and Messi as if they were still at PSG ;)

part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4 part 5

7:00 AM

I finish closing my suitcase, phew… I had to put a lot of clothes in there, I went Blair Waldorf and put my best clothes in my suitcase, I know it's excessive for 3 days but after all I've never been to New York before, and it's not every day you go to New York, much less go to NY with Kylian Mbappé, right?

Kylian… after everything that happened yesterday I couldn't help but forgive him, he seemed sincere with his words:

Flashback:

_My intention was never to scare you. I know I was stupid earlier and I've already apologized, despite knowing you for 2 days I think you're a strong and warrior woman. I know I'm being repetitive, but it was because I regretted it before. But I want you to accept my apology, please. I don't want to fight with you tomorrow about the trip Y/n, you are a very delicate flower and I hurt you, I'm sorry?

'Very delicate flower' he said…I catch myself smiling remembering those words, no one has ever praised me with such sincerity. Kylian continues to be an unknown to me, after all, was he the calm or the storm?

In the midst of my thoughts I feel a hand on my shoulder and a voice that I immediately recognized:

_ y/n?? All good ? I get a little scared and see Kylian standing in front of me analyzing my expressions. _ What a scare Kylian, I'm fine. _ is ready? I nodded. So let's go down I have a meeting today I can't be late. _ I agree and pull my suitcase and follow Kylian down the stairs.

Time break

We arrive at the heliport and I see a luxurious jet in the distance, Kylian suddenly takes my hand and smiles which makes my heart speed up a little, I smile back and he guides me to the luxurious jet.

I go in and I'm impressed, I've never been to one before. I've been with millionaire men but none of them introduced me to their luxurious lives and their daily lives. I'm at the door, paralyzed and open-mouthed at the same time, analyzing every detail of refinement and great taste. I feel Kylian's hand going down to my waist and approaching my ear: _Did you like it? I feel goosebumps running through my body at the sudden action: _Yes, it is very beautiful and elegant! I say smiling and looking at Kylian who smiles slightly.

Time Break 3:00 PM

The trip was great and peaceful. It was an 8 hour journey, but everything went well. In the first few hours Kylian and I talked a little, then we ended up sleeping for the rest of the trip.

Right now I'm in the hotel room taking my different clothes out of the suitcase (yes, I exaggerated a little), Kylian appears at the door on the phone:

_Yes, confirmed! At night I will be present and I want a table next to me, as I will be accompanied by a lady. Until later! –y/n I'm going to an important meeting now, but first I want you to get ready and ready at 7:00 pm, remember that team party I told you about? — I nod. Yes, I remember. —So, be ready, okay? Until later! I sign again

Until! Oh my God, I only have 4 hours to get ready? So I have to start soon. I'm going to start doing my nails, I have a lot of work ahead of me…

19:00 I finish putting on the second pair of my earrings. I'm ready! I'm wearing a long black dress with a slit on the leg, I chose it because it's elegant and sexy at the same time, plus it fits like a glove on my body. I admire myself in the mirror and take some photos when I hear footsteps approaching.

I turn around and see Kylian looking at me from head to toe. I blush when I see him looking at me like that.

_You look stunning y/n. _Thank you Kylian. I smile still blushing He extends his arm to me: -let's go ? I nod and take his arm going down the stairs.

Time break

19:40

We just arrived at the event, it's a private team party but there are still lots of paparazzi and people at the door. Kylian holds my hand and we get out of the car. Several flashes are pointed at us –Kylian Kylian! The public and paparazzi scream thirstily for a photo of Kylian, who just waves at them, flashes are also thrown at me. When I suddenly see a little boy coming out of the crowd running towards Kylian with a PSG shirt in his little hands and then I see the security guard holding him and scolding him: —Get out, stupid boy! The brute man says shouting at the little boy he looks sad and with tears in his eyes. I immediately let go of Kylian's hand and shout:

_Hey! Release him and leave him alone! The security guard is scared by my attitude and immediately releases the little boy. I take his small hands and take him to Kylian:

–Hey calm down. I wipe your tears, let's sign this shirt, hmm? The little boy smiles looking into my eyes.

Kylian is standing there looking at the whole situation and gives a smile looking at me and then at the little boy. He signs the shirt, talks, takes photos and hugs the little boy. The little boy hugs me too and is soon called by his mother who thanks me:

–thank you miss! It was his dream, may God bless you!

_it was nothing! Thanks! I smile at his words. Kylian takes my hand again and we enter the room.

_Your attitude is very sweet, y/n, you made that little boy’s day.

_thank you, Kylian. I blush lightly Kylian continues eye contact deep into my eyes until a voice breaks us out of our trance:

_ heyyy brother! A dark-haired man greets Kylian and hugs him hey bro! _ Achraf this is y/n, y/n this is Achraf Hakimi. _ Nice! - we say in unison, greeting each other. Kylian holds my waist and introduces me to his other teammates. He takes me to say hello to the last player with his back turned. _ Hey Neymar! When I hear that name my heart stops and my legs feel weak.

Neymar Neymar was a regular visitor to the club I work for, and he was once my client. He didn't want anything to do with the other girls as soon as he saw me, I became his number 1 girl. He visited twice a week, even though I didn't want to, he paid a lot of dollars for me and I couldn't refuse because it was already helping to pay off the debt I have at the club. Over the course of his visits to the club we became confidants, he told me about his day to day life and I told him my whole story. He offered me several times to pay my debt and get me out of there, but I wanted to do it myself, and I also didn't want Neymar to get involved in this, there are dark things behind this club and I wouldn't want to get him involved. However, he took a break from visiting the club, due to personal problems and injuries he acquired in matches that required care.

_ heyy bro! He turns around and greets Kylian _ I want to introduce you to someone. Y/N I think you already know Neymar.

_neymar this is y/n. as soon as Neymar sets eyes on me, he becomes static and nervous, just like me. I just hope he pretends he doesn't know me.

_my pleasure y/n! says Neymar, stuttering, he greets me with cold hands and pretends to be normal.

_ Pleasure! I say looking away. _ kylian, I'm going to get a drink, I'll be right back! says Neymar, clearly uncomfortable. It goes off like a rocket. _What strange Neymar did you see? Strange…

_I think it's nothing, he just wants to drink earlier to enjoy the night. I say disguising _ it must be. But changing the subject, you look beautiful, y/n, this dress looks perfect on you! _thank you kylian! I look away, looking at the floor. During the party I met other people and some of the players' wives, at this moment I was talking to Antonella, Messi's wife, who is very friendly and nice. I take some selfies and see that I need to touch up my makeup.

I ask Antonella for permission, and I see Kylian with his friends near the bathroom, as soon as he sees me he gives me a wink and I return it with a smile, I go into the bathroom and touch up my lipstick and makeup. As I leave the bathroom I hear a conversation between some men, even though the sound is loud I can still hear the men's conversation and I immediately recognize Kylian's voice:

–Your new girl is hot bro – true, where did the big boy find this cat? – probably another passer of time for Kylian, right brother? His heart is just one and it's called 'rose'. Says a voice that I recognize as Achraf's.

That name ROSE echoes through my head again, I hear Kylian laughing, which just gives me a lump in my throat and a tightness in my heart. I decide to continue walking out of the bathroom when I bump into a very pretty blonde woman.

_look if it's not destiny, then are you Kylian's new 'hobby'?

_who are you?

TO BE CONTINUED…

#kylian x reader #kylian mbappe imagine #kylian mbappe #mbappé #mbappe x reader #kylian imagines #mbappe psg #kylian #kyky #mbappe

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millerflintstone · 10 months

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I got home at about 10:40 ish and that was not expected. I was hoping it would be 8:30 pm ish. Herein lies a tale ...

Unfriendly stopped in after he got off of work at 5 to pet Gigabyte and see how she was. She basically greeted him by peeing. I had told her at about 4:50 ish pm that he would be coming soon and she perked up. She's got a lot going on with her legs what with her IV line and the fact that it changed paws. They added a new line for blood draws to a hind leg so she really could not stand herself up all day today. She started trying to move herself to her small litter pan and could not. I asked Unfriendly to pick her up and I slid it under her and she basically just let go of her bladder as soon as she sensed it.

After that, she passed out again. We went to go get some dinner, planning to get back by 7:15 so that the doctor coming on the shift would be finished with the team huddle. We had burgers at a trendy-ish place and then went back to the ER

It started picking up with the after work emergencies a little after we came back in. He headed home. I wanted to stay because I knew I wouldn't be able to rest unless I knew the latest numbers.

A little after he left, a blonde, skinny lady came in yelling, "She's dying! She's barely breathing! She's almost dead! Please help!"

It was neat to see the team just swoop into action, but I couldn't see the dog because most of the med team was assembled on the other side from where Gigabyte was. I heard the lady explaining very loudly that her older, senile, bigger dog just lost it and started flipping out. That dog attacked the smaller dog who had a chunk taken out of her neck and had apparently split her tongue and possibly hurt her head.

I noticed the lady's husband (?) was there also and he was so quiet compared to her. I heard one of the techs or maybe a doctor (there are 2 on each shift) or the office manager try to talk to this woman in soothing tones. It didn't seem to help because I heard her saying something like, "She's all I have left. I'll die if she dies."

The way this lady affected the energy in the room was palpable. I could feel my own anxiety and had to push it away. I noticed Gig struggling again and this time she just used the pee pad she was on. I asked a free tech to help me get her a new pad. As she settled back in, she started falling asleep again. I figured it would be worse if she felt my anxiety while I gave her pets, so I closed her cage and went to the waiting room after I told the tech that helped me that I was just waiting to talk to the doctor when she was free and that I'd be in the lobby.

More doggies had come in for help at that point and one kitty. I realized I needed to turn in my work file. I told the front desk rep I'd be back and did that. Took me about 15 minutes because I ran into an issue. By the time I walked back, the cops were out front.

A lady who had been waiting with her dog when we came in at 7:15 ish am was outside and filled me in. Apparently the blonde lady threatened to kill herself and her husband if the dog died. I'm sure whatever protocol they have in those situations kicked in and the cops were contacted. When the blonde lady saw the cops coming into the ER, she flipped out. Basically a "how dare you?" reaction and then she LUNGED AT A DOCTOR with the cops there and everything.

Then they cleared the triage area of people who were there with their pets and some folks just stayed in the lobby. I didn't go into the lobby because the cops were questioning the lady.

They ended up getting her dog transferred to the ER/ Specialist group that I took Gigabyte to for her neuro and ophthalmology consults. The lady I chatted with who filled me in on what I missed, told me she saw the dog and she looked very rough. I saw the little gurney he was on when they wheeled him out and felt for the pupper. It's bad enough to be injured but I'm sure feeling her human's histrionics did not help. I wouldn't call her a Karen, though. They both reminded me of FL beach trashy folks from the Ft. Lauderdale area. I say that as an unfortunate FL native that grew up Dade and Broward counties.

Anyway!

Gigabyte is continuing to trend better. Her BUN is down to 68 from her high of 128 and creatinine is 5. Her normal is 4. Her highest was too high to read but was about 10 or 11 when the sample was diluted. Her temperature is also getting a bit higher. It was 99 at the last check vs 97 when they took her off me and put her on heat support. 101-102 is normal for kitties. So, we shall see if she gets to go home tomorrow.

#it's always some fucking entitled yt woman I swear to glob #gigabyte #er vet things #i'm so exhausted and apologize for the typos and confusion I'm sure I'll edit tomorrow

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chiquititaosita · 2 years

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Monster Trio catching Latina S/o dancing to cumbias while doing chores on deck and joins her

Songs will be included at the end of the post :)

Crack fic, fluff, Established relationships, Y/n is just in her ✨señorita✨era, slight nsfw it’s suggestive. Zoro being a dacryphiliac, slight racism mentioned in sanjis (angst)

Luffy

Song- “El Chico Apartmento 512 ” by Selena

-Luffy was going to get you from waxing the Sunny’s deck, but it turns out you beat him to it.

- you’ll be shaking your hips little by little. Just humming to it.

- you’re just moving your feet to the beat. It’s all muscle memory.

-“ Hey y/n I just wanted to see if- OOOH LEMME DANCE WITH YOU!” He’ll run straight towards you to dance with you.

-you’ll feel relived when it’s just him. you find it funny over the fact. You finished cleaning the deck at 5:12 pm when the song has number 512

- if he finds you singing along. He’s gonna be terrible so terrible y’all will get a warning from a cranky zoro who can’t nap in peace 😭

-“what? I liked the song!” luffy will pout.

-either that or he won’t care. He’ll just be on his way to play with ussop and chopper

-“it doesn’t matter we can’t let you or zoro get arrested because of some cumbia.” Sanji explained as he was serving you a drink and appetizers.

- That was until he saw a angy y/n with her eyes twitching, and your delicate skin shivering. this was one of the rare times luffy or sanji has ever seen you mad like at all. We don’t tolerate Selena slander

-“y/n Chan is right behind me isn’t she.” Luffy just nodded silently. as you kicked his back, and slapped him with the chancla.

”never turn off my shit again unless I ask you to.”

-you let him go and just continued your chores.

Zoro

“Piensa en mi “ byGrupo Mojado

-Zoro would be napping and bopping his head along to the song playing.

-he’d just be bored, without you again missing you in your presence. He goes to see what you’re doing and you’re dancing with a teddy bear

- he couldn’t help but blush and smile. “Oi, if you wanted me to dance with you should’ve asked me.”

-“AHH! How long were you standing there!?!”

-“ a few seconds.” he rolled his eyes as he walked over to you after leaning against your door entry way.

-he began dancing with you. “Like this right?” He mumbled. And you nodded in reply.

-THE FACT HE REMEMBERS HOW TO DANCE CUMBIAS WHEN YOU TAUGHT HIM IS SO ADORABLE

-“what is guy saying it’s pretty catchy.” He asks as you both continue to dance in your sleeping quarters.

-“ Piensa en mi means think of me and llorar por mi means cry for me.”

-“you think you can cry for me right now?” He whispered huskily as he threw onto your bed.

-“ZORO!”

Sanji

Song- “Chiquilla ” By A.B Quintanilla III Y Los Kumbia Kings

- now this would happen when you’re helping sanji clean up the kitchen and the dining area. Since you always help him wash the dishes. you and your music playing.

- When you started putting up the dishes that were ready to dry, you saw a familiar blonde cook hum along to the song.

-he then lit his cigarette and puffed out the smoke, chuckling lightly as he is watching you dance while cleaning like a true Hispanic mother waking you up around 7-8 am blasting cumbias.

-“ Oi! Luffy I thought I told you I don’t want you in my- Y/n! MEROLINEEE!!! What are you doing?! washing dishes!?” He was so shocked and you giggled at him placing the clean dish down embracing him. He couldn’t help but feel bad, but relieved at the same time.

-The crazy captain was driving the poor guy to insanity Lowkey.

-“helping you so you can have more time to relax. You overwork yourself corazón.” You stood on your tippy toes to kiss him if you’re short.

- he just sighed happily at you. “Since you’re the one insisting on me having this time of relaxation, would you care to have this dance with me mon amour?”

-“why of course. this song reminds me of you heavily.” you giggled at the fact that the song does indeed remind you of sanji. talking about how you have him trapped in thoughts just by seeing you and only you.

. “This song reminds you of me?” His eyes widened a bit as you took the cigarette out of his mouth back onto his acrylic ashtray. you nodded

-“it’s a cute love song that’s why, talking about how I stole your heart.” it really reminded of how society won’t like y’all mostly because of racism. you were surprised about how much he wanted to pursue you. In which he succeeded.

- So far everyone’s been supportive. I mean yes y’all have had people give you weird stares at you in public. but that didn’t matter to sanji, he’ll literally kick in a bitch. Like this one time someone told you to go back into your own country.

THOMP

-and of course it was an old person. He got him real good and defended you countless times

- nah but that’s when you knew he was the one. Because sanji really did keep his word. And he always will.

-“you really have captured my heart my darling.” he grinned as he spun you around. Mans was good at dancing.

-“since that day I have confessed my feelings to you, you have never been out of my sight. I knew I just have to protect you. I’m sorry you have had to go through so much. Mon amour.”with the most beautiful hair, pretty (colored) orbs. A beautiful smile. And a kind heart.If only you could understand how lucky Sanji is to have someone like you.

-“I promise to do my best to protect you with all of my life, and strength that the oceans let me, just to be by your side.” He whispers that type of shit into your hair when you’re dancing with him. you hugged him as the song ended

-“Any special Request for dinner tonight?”

-“you.” You’ll smirk at him, he’ll carry you bridal style and let’s just say the dish tonight was cafe con leche 😏😏

#one piece imagines #sanji x latina reader #zoro x reader #luffy x reader #zoro x latina reader #luffy x latina reader #one piece fluff #Spotify #one piece x reader #sanji x fem reader #pirate hunter zoro #roronoa zoro #straw hat luffy #straw hats x reader

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everythingwrongwithizumi · 2 days

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Pairing: Daryl Dixon x fem!Oc

warning: Death, graphic depictions of death, maybe not so accurate surgery, dead children, graphic depictions of child deaths, cussing?, insinuations of relationship abuse and child abuse, dead walking,

w/c: 2k

a/n: This was… best with me in this one and let me know what y’all think. This was just like an introduction sorta the storyline will pick up next chapter don’t worry! >< I hope you all enjoy and this is my first time writing something like this so please let me know what y’all think!

CHAPTER ONE. That Day

How did this happen…

What the hell went wrong…

I don’t understand…

This is wrong… everything’s wrong…

One Day Before Outbreak

7:48 pm

“-Yes I understand, but what you need to know is that my schedule is busy and my hands are tied…. Will you just drop her off before I start my shift, I have back to back surgeries already and it’s my first week…. I know, I know just- hold on let me call you back”

My eyes shifting towards a man standing in the middle of the road. I felt myself reach for the seatbelt to unclip it as I slowly came to a stop. what the hell? What is he doing in the middle of the road surrounded by trees? And why were his clothes so bloody? The familiar click of my seatbelt went off and the belt sprang back to where it came from.

Before I could unlock my door and get out I made eye contact with him. It all happened so fast it felt like it was slow motion. The look in his eyes… they looked so… empty and sad. The look was one familiar to any surgeon, he had given up…

I watched as a semi truck ran straight into the man from the other lane. I could barely register the honking before it was too late. The truck had come to a stop so I took that as my cue to leave for work.

With the sun nearly escaping the grasps of the horizon, the world darkened as I pulled into the hospital I was just getting to know. As I walked into put my things away I got a text from Adam, my boyfriend. He let me know that my daughter was in the daycare in the hospital.

After I put my things away and searched the OR board I was indeed right about my back to back surgeries. Excited I went to scrub in to prepare for my first surgery of the day, an Arthroscopy.

The surgery had been a success only taking about an hour. After I was finished closing the incision I thanked the nurses and everyone else then I left the OR and scrubbed out. “Hell of a surgery,” one of the male residents complimented me with a smirk in his face.

I watched as he purposely raised his arm over his head to stretch his biceps. “Ryan. It was a Arthriscopy,” I deadpanned and crossed my arms. He shrugged, “And it was done beautifully by a beautiful surgeon.” I rolled my eyes and decided to go check on my daughter before my next surgeries which would have me not taking any breaks.

As soon as I walked in I noticed the kids or rather the lack of them. It was just my daughter and four other kids the same age. The hospital allowed children between the ages of 3-6 to be placed under their care so naturally Mae got along with the others seeing as she was just a 5 year old.

I ran up to her and grabbed her pulling her into a giant hug, her squeals of laughter filled the air, a sound I loved. “Mommy did you save a life yet,” she asked making me grin and lightly pinched her cheek, “you bet your peach I did!”

After tickling my daughter some more I bit farewell promising to come back after my fifth surgery.

Day of outbreak

6:34 am

I was sweating.

It was my 7th surgery this shift and I still hadn’t had time to check in on Mae. Focusing back on my surgery it had been tough and go for a while now. We had to put him in bypass because his heart couldn’t take the stress of not one but two tears in his artery.

Successfully and tiredly we finished removing the tissue and bone spurs causing the pain in his back however… another artery blew… and then another…

“Time of death 8:02 am”

I pulled my mask down and stretched my arms taking a moment to look around the room. After about five minutes and three the gloves in the bin and started to scrub out.

While I was in the middle of scrubbing my finger tips, red nail polish began chipping before I looked up and the sight before me caused my eyes to widen and to drop the soap in the sink creating a soft thud.

Two days earlier

I was smiling ear to ear as I watched Mae carefully apply a fresh coat of red paint to my nails. The look on her face was one of pure concentration as her brows furrowed and her lip was pulled in by her top teeth.

“Daddy’s gonna be home in a minute, you might wanna hurry it up,” I teased the little girl and she showed no interest in listening or paying attention to me.

Once she was in my pinky nail the door swung open causing her to mess up slightly. I looked up to see Adam in his usual dead eyes and unamused expression. Recently he’s been distant and distracted. There were nights I’d have to beg him to hold me while we slept.

Again, as usual he made his way straight to the bedroom of our small two bed apartment. His shoes laid messily by the front door next to a neat pair of mine and Mae’s. Mae began to hold tears in her eyes as she looked up at me. I stared at her not knowing what she expected me to do and I only smiled, “What a beautiful job you did. How does Friday sound for a touch up?”

I watched as her lower lip quivered and I carefully pulled her in for a hug. I could hear her sniffles and soft cries, “I’m sorry I messed up, it was an accident please don’t be mad at me mommy.” Instead of responding I started rocking back and forth softly before shushing her quietly.

“You mind telling me what that was,” I questioned Adam in the kitchen after I put Mae up for a nap in her room. “What are you going on about this time,” he replied not looking at me. My eyes narrow as I get closer to him “I have never once raised my voice at my daughter or belittled her for accidents,” I kept my voice low and spat the last word out at him.

He slammed the kitchen knife on the counter before pointing it at me “Well maybe that’s the issue. You need to do your job as a mother and discipline her mistakes. I told you years ago I didn’t want this, and you just had to keep her. If it wasn’t for you and your mistakes I wouldn’t have to be getting on her for her own mistakes.”

I was speechless. Yea sure, Mae wasn’t planned, but calling her a mistake was low. “What the hell is wrong with you? You can’t even say her name you pig-“ I wash cut off by an oddly familiar sting to my face. Gripping my cheek I glared at him as he walked out of the kitchen disregarding the food he was about to prepare and walked out.

I glanced at the front door where it was just my shoes and Mae’s shoes neatly placed by the door.

Day of outbreak

8:07 am

I watched as the patient, Mr. Henry bit off my anesthesiologist face off causing a panic. After two nurses attempted to pull him off he bit one nurses neck and scratched the others face. Soon the anesthesiologist was woke back up and bit another nurses arm and soon the OR was chaos.

I watched as two nurses ran out of the OR, into the scrub room before the anesthesiologist grabbed one of their caps pulling her back and taking a chunk out of her neck right in front of me. The other nurse had ran out of the scrub room. As the blood splattered on my face I took that as a sign to run out of the scrub room.

The hallways was no different. Chaos spread and soon my worries flew to Mae on the second floor of while I was in the fifth. I ran to the elevators and made it in through the screams and bloodshed. Ryan and another resident who was gripping his arm ran into the elevator with me just before it closed. Then pressed the first floor as he wanted out as soon as possible.

“What the hell is happening,” Ryan nearly shouted causing me to flinch. It was clear he was looking to me for answers. In all my years of medical school and residency I had never been taught what to do when humans began to eat other humans like they had rabies.

“I-I…” I didn’t get to finish before Ryan’s screams surrounded the small box we were in. The other resident had grabbed his shoulders, pulled him back and began eating his cheek. I screamed in terror but immediately closed my mouth as his blood sprayed everywhere.

The elevators dinged and the doors opened to doctors and nurses running around urgently. They seemed aware of what was going on and there was someone being devoured at the nurses station. Gasping, I ran to the daycare center only to find two little kids eating the intestines of one of the workers—the same one that greeted me earlier.

Tears filled my eyes as they didn’t take notice of me. I looked around and found my baby’s perfect little shoe and the blood. I walked over to the area and walked to the wash area.

It felt like the walls were closing in, the pastel blue and ocean animals mocking me as my baby girl stood facing me. Half of her face was missing, a giant chunk on her neck and right leg was gone now replaced with seeping blood, her tiny nails once painted red were stained red along with her hands. Her hair was a mess as were her clothes.

I wanted to gag, to run, to hide, to grab her and pull her close and never let go even if it killed me. As soon as she came running to me, her little hands reaching out to me I knew I had to leave, leave and never come back.

Tests blurred my vision as I ran out of the center. I could hear the little groans and growls behind me until I heard a scream. I quickly turned and saw the little boys and my little girl attacking a patient.

I chocked out a sob and ran to the nearest exit. The sun was beating down in me and all I heard were screams and gunshots. I needed to get to the parking garage my car was at. Thankfully it was on the first floor and as soon as I made it to the entrance a car showed no signs of stoping as it crashed into the bar that allows cars in and out.

I watched as it crashed into a nearby restaurant which was also crawling with people eating other people. I stood there, my car only ten feet in the garage. How did this happen…. What went wrong?

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luvleeknowie · 11 months

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Seungmin: Long distance

𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗹𝘂𝗱𝗲𝘀: 𝗱𝗼𝗺!𝗦𝗲𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗺𝗶𝗻 𝘅 𝗦𝘂𝗯!𝗳𝗲𝗺𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿, 𝗼𝗿𝗮𝗹(𝗳 𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴), 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽, 𝘁𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴

S: "Let me show you how much I've missed you!"

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I'm finally meeting my long-distance boyfriend after 3 whole years! I've missed him so much, emotionally and physically. So, currently I'm waiting at the airport for him, It's 8:00 pm and it's freezing.. To be honest being an idol isn't easy, Seungmin has been on a U.S tour for the past 3 years but Seungmin wanted to see his old house and his friends from when he lived in the US for a bit, the members also wanted to see what it's like to live in America so they all decided to extend their visiting time.

I just scroll on my phone, leaning on a nearby pole when all of a sudden I'm lifted off the floor, I look up to see Seungmin. He spins me around and embraces me to the point where I can't breathe. "MINNIE!" I shout, hugging him back, earning a few judgemental looks, but I'm with the love of my life so honestly, I don't care..

Seungmin shines his amazing smile before finally placing me down. "Minnie, I missed you so much!" I say hugging him harder.

"Baby, I can't breathe. Loosen up your grip." Seungmin says, laughing.

"Oh, sorry.. " I say letting go of him.

"Let's go home, I'll drive!" He says, holding my hand and entwining his fingers in mine.

We walk halfway towards the car when I abruptly stop.

"Seungmin."

"Hm?" He says, stopping as well.

"Your luggage..."I say, face palming. His eyes widens and he runs back.

Once we put Min's suitcase in the cars boot. Seungmin sits in the drivers seat, and I sit on the passenger seat. He starts the car, and before we know it, we are on the road.

"So, did you bring any souvenirs?" I ask, choosing a song.

"Yeah! I got you so many things and I can't wait to show you it!" Seungmin says.

"How was it there? I told you to face time me at least once every three days, but you'd only face time me about 5 times a month.." I say pouting.

"I know. I know. I am sorry, but I've been really busy." He says, placing his hands on my thigh and smirking.

"Uhu, doing what?" I say, crossing my arms,

"Well...I found a bunch of toys we can try out when we get home." He says, moving his hands north.

"Yah! Kim Seungmin! You make even the most innocent questions dirty!" I say, moving his hands off, to which he chuckles.

Once we get home, it's 10:00 pm. I shuffle with the keys and finally open the door.

"Home sweet home!" Seungmin says from behind me.

"Go take a shower, I'll make breakfast." I tell him, pushing him towards the bathroom.

He holds the door frame and pulls me by the waist. "Do you wanna join me?" He asks me,smirking.

"No, I gotta make food for you so we can sleep straight after." I tell him.

"Boringggg," He sighs, shutting the door. I walk over to the kitchen counter.

After about a good 25 minutes, I felt someone grab my ass while I was cutting vegetables at the counter. It wasn't just a butt slap. It was a butt grab. (Seungmin spends too much time with Leeknow) I look back, and obviously, there's seungmin. His hair is all wet, and the water from his face is dripping down. As a natural instinct I look down, his abs were chiselled and defined. He was wearing just joggers, so that's all I could see. I look back up at him and make eye contact.

"Go get changed, and I'll be done cooking the food by then." I tell him, turning my attention back to the food.

"Haven't you already eaten yet? Why are you making food now?" He asks me.

"Well, the food isn't for me. It's for you! Are you not hungry?" I ask, turning back to face him.

"I am, but I'd much rather eat..." He says, pulling me closer by the waist, then he bends down so that he was at my height.

"You." He says, grinning, making a blush rise up my cheek.

"Well, what are you making?" He asks me, using my shoulders as a head rest as I finish chopping the vegetables and place it into a pan. Halfway through making the meal, we are still in the same position as earlier, with him resting his chin on my shoulder, but this time, he presses his whole body onto me, additionally his boner pressed against my ass. He knows exactly what he's doing.

"Y/N..."He whispers in my ear. He's barely done anything, and I am already aroused.

He turns off the stove before saying:

"Let me show you how much I've missed you." He looks me in the eyes for consent, and the second after I nod, I am lifted off the floor.

He practically runs up the stairs and drops me on the bed. He hovers over me and connects our lips while unbuttoning my shirt, I let him do so while I cup his face. He then removes my shorts and slips off my panties. The cold air hits my sensitive area, making me gasp. Seungmin starts nibbling on my neck, leaving red marks all over my neck. He then makes his way to my cleavage and chest, marking, nibbling, sucking and kissing those too before leaving a trail of wet kisses down to my pussy. He purposefully breathes and whispers near my core, which sends shivers down my whole body.

"S-Seugmin...no teasing." I whine.

But he doesn't listen. At one point I got so impatient that I grabbed his hair and pushed his face into my pussy. (CHILLLLL Y/N) .His mouth is magic. His tounge swirled around my clit before he started sucking on it.

"S-seungmin..." I moan out.

His tounge thrusted inside me. I am really sensitive down there so it didn't take long till I had to cum.

"Min- I'm gonna cum." I said breathlessly.

"Okay baby, cum for me." He whispers, in a husky tone.

Without further ado, I watched him lap up all my juices. Once he was done, he unbuckled his pants and let his cock spring free. I gulp at the size.

"You ready princess?" He asks me.

I nod my head in amusement. He lines himself up against my entrance. He slowly pushes into me, and lets me adjust before he starts to thrust into me at an animalistic pace.

"Seunmin...God..." I moan out arching my back at the extreme amount of pleasure given to me by my boyfriend. He thrusts harder and deeper. After a few rough thrusts I feel him twitch inside of me.

"Baby, are you ready?" He asks me, tilting his head ever so innocently.

I nod and before I knew it we both release together. He flips onto the bed space near me, panting.

"I love you baby." I say hugging him.

"I love you too." he says smiling.

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phoenix-ian · 18 days

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I am supposed to study all of this, but I can't seem to plan or quantify anything for a while now.

May 21, 2023

8:56 Pm

Reading through my old posts and realising that I'm struggling with executive function and task paralysis.

That no matter how much I actually want to, I can't bring myself to start the task?

So in this picture I have my entire first year med school syllabus that I have to cover for my upcoming two months of exams. It's not even the whole syllabus. Just headings of things. The syllabus that I have to mug up/ cover— whatever you want to call it— is atleast ten times more than what I have written up there.

So coming back to the executive dysfunction. I can't seem to figure out how to study, what to study, what to do and what time limits/divisions to do.

The difficult part is the time blindness, I am having a difficult time figuring out the timeline. I can't seem to see time in a way where I can organise accordingly and I know when the exams will near my brain will start working because of the rush and curse me at the same time for not starting earlier.

In one of my earlier posts I have talked about how I used to manage things by dividing time before but that's what I have been struggling with.

What to divide exactly?

The variables keep shifting and I can't have one plan that is gonna stick for a while. Let alone a plan— I am having difficulty with drawing even a broad outline of what my plan is supposed to be really.

The thing is I can work without a plan— and of course it is going to be downright difficult but I can do it to a certain degree. Of course it would be better with an organised plan and my results would be better.

So let's break it down— okay.

I have been passing my anatomy and biochemistry — barely but yes I have been passing.

I've failed all my physiology major exams. Falling short of marks 4-5-6 marks.

Leaving that out of the way —

Let's start with anatomy —

I had initially thought that I should cover the unit abdomen this month but I have really come to realise that felt very overwhelming to the point that I couldn't even look at the book.

And another error is that I forgot to add one unit on the list— that is thorax.

So now I have a total of 6 gross units.

So for anatomy I'll cover thorax along with upper limb.

Then comes physiology — I'll revise the units I have already studied once before at least :

I'll cover Respiratory and cardiovascular.

For biochemistry—

I'll have to cover all the molecules of life or whole of metabolism. What should I do? Molecules of life it is then.

This is a very fucking ambitious task list to keep.

Simply because, we haven't even finished our syllabus in classes right now. Classes are still being taken.

The way my schedule is set up— I have classes from 8 am to 4 pm.

So the bigger question is— how do I divide the time again?

Where I can cover what is being taught in class, complete assignments and also study the previous stuff.

I'll figure it out. I have to figure it out. There is no other choice I have. It's expensive to fail. It very much fucking sucks and I can't curse the system any less than what it deserves.

Oh yes, the first year was only 10 months long. Fuck them.

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