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gingerjolover · 4 months

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HOLIDAY REQUEST SEASON EEEE HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!! okay so we know that julien definitely isn’t enthralled by the holidays because of the stereogum interview buuuut i cant shake the vision of julien and soft!gf facing off in a (ginger)bread (see what i did there!!!!!) house battle like idk i could just imagine soft!gf running errands at the store, coming across a gingerbread house kit and being like…..yes!

omggggg... also i see what u did there teehee

im gonna hc this bc this is sooo cute

i feel like soft!gf and julien compromise a lot in their relationship, like they show up for each other in many different ways even when the other isn't super stoked

jb shows up for you EVERY. CHRISTMAS. like yeah she doesn't love christmas but she looooves you so she indulges your every whim during the holidays

if we are in the same universe (soft!gf and julien have moved to LA and the house needed renovations/the end of touring/lots of events taking place and so on, so their holiday party/housewarming is taking place around the holidays) then you are zooooming around running errands trying to prep

thankfully munagenius is helping a lot and you thank your lucky stars for bff!kelli bc boy does she come thru for you

but it's exactly like that, soft!gf sees these gingerbread kits at like world market or something and there's a sale on traditional ones but then there's a midcentury modern kit and a camper one (these are real)

so you get a couple of the traditional ones (maybe for a mungenius hangout or group date night) and then get some of the cool ones

and you come home so excited and julien is matching your excitement because she doesn't like christmas but she likes how excited you get around the holidays and the constant twinkle in your eyes

julien greets you in the driveway, one of your dogs at her calf as she waits for you to park, her tattoos out and about in her linen button down

"didja buy the whole store?" julien asks teasingly, her hand pulling you into her by your beltloops, kissing your cheek and jaw in quick succession

"we have like 25 people coming over jay," you say unamused but unable to fight the smile at her affections, starting to grab bags

but boyfriend!julien is lowkey jacked and can get 95% of the bags in her arms as she quickly waddles into the house

julien is rifling through the bags when you get inside, pulling out the gingerbread houses before you can even butter her up

"i saw them at the store and i thought it would be so fun...look," you say grabbing the midcentury modern house and showing her the box

julien sees how excited you are and loves a good craft so she acts like its such a chore but once dinner has been eaten and the dishes have been washed, julien is putting plastic down on the dining room table and organizing all the supplies as if it was her idea

and lets be real, julien gets into it, okay?

soft!gf is a little genius so there's extra icing and candy and toppings for the houses on the table

and julien is constructing a masterpiece, murmuring to herself, "need a good foundation...good bones," or something like that

"i bet i could build us a real house baby..." "im sure you could jules."

and somewhere between letting the houses set and decorating, julien gets competitive

"i thought you wanted us to decorate it like it was our real house jay?"

"i do but im just going to do it better than you :)" and she smiles so sassily you're like fine, game on

and julien is soooo messy

she has icing all over her hands and on her cheek

and she's popping candies into her mouth left and right

"jay stop i needed those for my roof!" "you're roofing too slow babe, 's not my fault"

and there's Christmas music playing softly in the background, the dogs are sleeping underneath the table at y'alls feet and as it gets dark the Christmas lights husband!julien so diligently crafted around the house on a timer go off

and for the first time in a long time julien looks around and is so genuinely happy with the christmas-ness of her environment

and its silly like her and soft!gf are literally making replicas of their house out of inedible gingerbread and its so christmassy it should make her sick but she sees the streaks of icing on your cheekbone and how you've placed little m&ms in a repetitive pattern on the roof of your gingerbread house and she decides that the focused look on your face with your tongue peeking out, an almost ethereal glow behind your head from the Christmas lights is worth dealing with some of the lingering anger and resentment she has during the holidays if it means she can create new traditions with you and learn to love Christmas

<3 sorry its late guys

i feel like ive forgotten how to write and post and im in my imposter syndrome era ;P

#anon cutie #julien baker x reader #julien baker blurbs #julien baker hc #gingybread’s holidaze

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hospitalterrorizer · 3 months

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diary135

1/27-28/2024

saturday - sunday

the move will go crazyyy tomorrow.

today was already sort of crazy i guess. before i get to that just some sundry things, the problem song is really close to working i think, i just need to change the bass, that's rreally it and i think i have an idea for what to do, so i'm gonna do that. while ableton loads, what else, oh yeah, i really need to make 1 minute and like 15 seconds of music for the trailer still, for that movie. deadline coming, hopefully tomorrow we'll be moved in basically, and maybe i can just do it then and there. it'll be weird sleeping in a new place. honestly kind of scared.

the new place is bigger, but it's also made worse than the place we're staying. i think whoever got this building now believes people here pay too little and is kicking everyone out to do renovations and to then raise rent or something. this building is so solidly made, you can't really hear anyone through the walls, but there is no one to really hear anymore i guess. the sink in the kitchen is so nice, the space is kind of perfect to me idk, the new place has stuff that just seems like it could fall apart on us, like the a.c. unit is this window thingy i think. it's probably okay. it's really not as big an issue to me as like, the sink, the bathroom is tiny and has no medicine cabinet, but whatever i have a place to live. i'll also have to navigate to my job from there, if they really do call me back/add me to the roster or whatever, and stuff. i filled everything out for onboarding, probably next week i'd guess.

my gf's mom showed up today, and helped us move, her brother came too and he's so injured generally that he did nothing but stand around and smoke and unpack some stuff. he wasn't useless but he kind of wasn't super helpful. next time he might be more helpful i guess because he'll just be driving so we can load more junk. i value all our stuff but it also does feel kind of like junk right now. like, it frustrates me i guess, i wish it could be instant, instead of car rides with her mom who is falling off the wagon again because my gf's brother got dumped and is going to live with her again. i am somewhat certain their relationship is going to get so destructive again that he is going to come crash at our place for a while.

he made her yell at him, or really all of us, or just everyone in her life vaguely, not even in the car, today. he was so unhappy about moving back, he was masking it decently, but he said about the new place and my apparent disappointment (because i am allowed to not be happy about moving because it was never our choice, her mother seems to think different, she's almost offended that i don't like the place a ton (it's just not the place i've lived in for like 2-ish years now)), that things could be worse, and he started talking about his mom's house, and having lived there, it is pretty bad and gross, she went on a rant about how no one does anything, more than a rant, accusatory and loud, vague as well, no one helped her, she's given up, she does all she can, don't fucking talk about this, don't fucking talk to me, etc. it was unpleasant and it at least wasn't directed straight at me or my gf so it didn't spike anxiety in that way but the language generally reads as her being on the outs with everyone in her life. her husband is talking about quitting his job, taking her to florida. currently, all of her family has distant thoughts of florida, her brother's plan is to go there too, with his friend who is offering to take him there. i don't know if that will materialize, and i don't think her mom's husband will quit and go to florida. but maybe. to keep her to himself, even though he's cheated multiple times and whatever.

my gf says i worry about her family too much but it seems acceptable when they're in her life so much and act destructively and irresponsibly, her stepfather is a gambler, alcoholic, cheater, whatever. he threatened to call the cops on me once, her brother is insane and has groped me and attacked his mother and done plenty else, her mother has terrorized my gf for most of her life and the periods of her being kind to her are the rare bright spots in their relationship. they are also the only 'family' i regularly see because my stepdad is so covid paranoid and my mom is so depressed and trapped with my stepdad that she just does not really want to hang out or anything and i don't blame her but it's miserable. there's not a lot to text about. she doesn't even know how i am, these days, as in, being an androgyne or whatever, i have not come out or whatever it is i'm supposed to do re: my identity/failure to have one. her family doesn't care and as far as they are concerned i guess i'm just a weird boy to them. lately that has been kind of bothering me but there's no way to correct it, at least with her mother, she wouldn't understand.

thinking about it now, i even miss my stepdad. there's a lot of frustrating stuff about him, he is basically very bad to my mom in that he's controlling/paranoid, when i lived there, during covid, he basically (i feel like) took financial advantage of me and used guilting tacticvs to get me to give him basically all of my unemployment money, which i could have done something with, like saved in some way, idk, that was a huge amount of money i feel like even now he stole, i was only able to escape because of my tax return. he's taken advantage of my mom and i many times but he is also not entirely evil. i know he's why i basically am so attuned to/worried by ways my gf's mom behaves, with howe she yells at people about them 'not helping' even if they haven't, it's something nested inside about a kind of entitlement to others and stuff, and being a better person than everyone else, that is really venomous, it's in my stepdad too, but i just wish i guess we talked or something. he raised me, whether or not i like it. i am also worried about him 'accepting me' or whatever. my mom i think would but i guess she might be upset i'm partially a daughter now. or that i always was a kind of daughter. but idk how to make sense of that entirely. how does one even come out . it feels like the biggest block in my relationship to her, i can't say, oh i went to the club and did x, it feels like a level of hiding is there becuz there is a hiding there.

i know my dad, my real dad, would disown me, but maybe he has, idk, i have not spoken to him in a long time, over a year now. he is still a crypto obsessed libertarian reactionary who hates the liberal communists grooming american children, i think.

he used to just think about aliens a lot.

a lot of the people you have no choice to be around in life kind of round out to being a little horrifying. everyone is horrifying.

anyway, tomorrow we're going to try and move a lot of furniture. i'm not really excited for taking apart the bedframe. that was so awful to put together it made me wanna die.

the song is getting closer, i think what i need to do is roll off some high transients or something on the bass tomorrow, or up to the mids even, idk. it's hard but basically i can't have it interacting with the guitars in an ugly and weird way.

anyway i need to sleep now, it's 1 am. so,

byebye!!!!!!!!!!!!

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chaos-event-horizon · 2 years

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Aight so here's some irl stuff and an explanation of why I've been gone a while so strap in

TLDR: being softly yet forcibly removed from my parent's place and into a house where Toshinori and I will have an entire floor to ourselves, but at a cost (the cost is big money)

Big Long Might Read:

Okay so as some may know I live in the wild country on an old family farm sectioned off into various properties, and my great grandparents' old farmhouse was left to my dad when they died in 2019. My great aunts and grandmother and dad literally went to war over this shit because my aunt's are Actually Crazy and we're convinced that we were gonna turn the house into. Idk a crack den or Foreigner Orgy Fiesta Temple. Like at one point they accused my dad of poisoning our great grands because they couldn't fathom that 2 people in their mid 90s who had done hard farm and trucking labor all their lives would die of old age. Shit was nuts. It was An Ordeal.

Well we can't just leave the house sit and it needs some dramatic renovations (it's so old that most of the house is plaster not drywall and the electrical and plumbing are literally three quarters of a century old AT LEAST) so one of my brothers and his gf and friends had moved in and were paying for rent and utilities. 1 rough breakup later (roughly 1-2 weeks ago) everyone is moving out and my brother is devastated and depressed because the break-up partially happened due to his retail job having odd hours, and is back in our parents house again.

So dad decides that after everyone else gets out, in maybe a couple months, my brother is moving back over there and I'm getting thrown in with him and will have the upper floor of the 2 story farm house.

This is good news because it will mean that Toshinori and Hinata and I will have more space, and also will have to hide our relationship less. It will mean privacy that we very much need, cause it can be hard to hide the fact that we exist together.

But this is bad news... Because we live out in the sticks. Like on our way to our address if you roll down the windows on your car you will hear banjos playing in the soundtrack. We have our own very old well for water. We have a very old and delicate electrical system that runs itself ragged and can get expensive fast. Internet is a hefty sum.

But there is MORE bad news, because my "brother" will be let out of prison soon, and could very well try to break in and steal shit/beg for money/be murderous. There is also more bad news in the form of previously mentioned crazy aunts who have already, on more than one occasion, called the cops to tell them "something illegal" was happening at the house because they didn't like that people live in it.

So like. Been processing and having anxiety because my grocery store job having ass is broke lmao so I been having issues having the energy for social media. Tha's it.

#rian rambles

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mdcmould · 1 year

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On this day, the decorator was about to start construction in the bathroom, so he asked, "Xiao Li, what material do we use for this bathroom?"

Xiao Li showed melancholy, and said: "Ah, Master Liu, I have been looking at it for several days, but I haven't found a suitable material for the bathroom. There are too many materials on the market, such as artificial stone, resin glass, stainless steel, natural stone, etc. Solid wood, acrylic, etc., I'm almost confused!"

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did-ant-cheat-on-christin2z · 2 years

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did ant cheat on christina work 79ZQ!

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Also thank you, the store I work at had a candle room but they ripped it away from us during the renovation (cruelty) so a lot of our Yankee Candles went on sale and the one I feel in love with was Tangerine Vanilla. My classic favorites have always been anything fruit-scented, but I have a birch candle I enjoy as well. There’s a BIG Yankee Candle store in Deerfield Mass. that has rooms with different themes that I used to go to pretty often (there’s a butterfly conservatory down the street as well that I would go to as well) and last time I was there (last August- I’ve since moved so won’t be going again until next year at the earliest) I got some room plug-ins that were fall scented, so during spring I was like well my room smells fresh I don’t need any spring/summer ones but since summer has rolled in my room has returned to being a bit of a stuffy attic so I don’t think I would mind some fall scents like the berry lemonade or something. The closest Yankee Candle store here is in the state capital about an hour and a half away, back when I lived up north there was one in the mall 20 minutes from my house 😔 I did go to our mall today because I learned Bath and Body Works released their Halloween collection but honestly I don’t really have use for anything there right now. We have the soap dispenser we got from there last year that was a single use one my mom just keeps filling with replacement soap. The “Vampire Blood” theme doesn’t really fit our light, airy, pastel, butterfly, beach, etc. themed bathroom but like hey whatever man. Also went to Hot Topic but in recent years they have less and less I’m really interested in. I think I want to grab a Hellfire shirt from online but less and less I feel like I could easily spend $100 in one go. I kind of just go in, like around, go “this isn’t me”, and then just kind of leave. Most stuff I get really excited for now are online merch drops from like bands or YouTubers or something.

-Silver

ohh that giant yankee candle store w/ themed rooms sounds so nice 🥺 fruit scents are definitely nice and a good choice ! i typically go for soft cozy scents (typically baked good themed) and sometimes floral scents. that butterfly conservatory sounds amazing also, i went to a butterfly greenhouse w/ my gf a couple months back and it was rlly fun ^^

it’s unfortunate hot topic has kinda decreased in having good stuff to buy over the years.. i think most recently i got a pastel pink vintage strawberry shortcake shirt from them but i completely agree there really isn’t much that interests me that they’re selling anymore. the hellfire shirt sounds cool tho :3 it’s honestly easier to just buy stuff online anyways, i know i’ve found several things i’ve especially liked to only be online exclusive (looking @ build a bear specifically)

#letters 💌#silver ♡

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nataliedanovelist · 3 years

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GF - Timestuck AU: The Power of Mabel ch.6

While fighting over a time machine so one twin can win a pig or the other can win the heart of a girl, Mabel is left stranded in a snowy forest with no time machine and no brother. Oops.

ch.5 - ch.7 (finale)

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The air was still quite nippy and crisp, but the afternoon sun sparkled on the white snow and made the atmosphere pleasant to stand in if the Main Sequence Star was shining directly on a living organism, like it was on Stan from where he stood on the porch. He sighed tiredly as he dug into his hoodie’s pocket for a fresh cigar and lit it with his Zippo-style lighter. He knew he probably shouldn’t smoke with a kid in the house, but after the few days he’s had, he needed and had well earned a smoke-break.

The door opened and Stan hid his cigar by his side, his right arm glued to his hip to hide the newcomer on his left, but when he saw it was an adult, he relaxed and took another puff. “M’trying to quit.” He mumbled.

Ford snickered. “Yeah, it looks like you’re trying really hard.”

“Don’t be shitty.” Stan said casually.

“Mind if I lend one? I can replenish you in a few minutes.”

Stan stared at his goody two-shoes of a twin and handed him a cigar and the lighter. “You smoke?”

“Not often. For a celebration or after a long day.” Ford answered as he lit his borrowed cigar. “Maybe twice a month. Thrice?”

“Huh.”

Ford looked down at the lighter in his hand, and he was surprised when he recognized it. He can clearly remember seeing the tiny silver box in a store and thinking Stanley would like it as a Only One More Year of High-School present. “I gave this to you.”

Stan smiled as he took it back and pocketed it. “Yeah, it’s a good lighter. Only needed to change the flint a few times.”

“Hey guys!” A small voice called from inside the house. “Do you like vanilla or chocolate?”

The twins looked at each other, smiled, and called back. “Both. Both is good!”

“Both it is!”

Stan chuckled and shook his head. “Knucklehead… I knew she had to be family just by looking at her!” He bragged proudly.

“I suppose I was too distracted by the fact that a cold girl was at my doorstep to recognize the family resemblance.” Ford reasoned, shrugging. “I wanted to make sure I did the right thing. I didn’t exactly feel like getting arrested for kidnapping.”

Stan barked a laugh. “Yeah, you got a good point.” The conman yawned and stretched his arms over his head. “Guess I’ll head out tomorrow.” He mentioned offhandedly.

Ford stared at him, a little saddened and disheartened by this fact that was news to him. “You’re leaving?”

“I mean, yeah?” Stan equally stared at his brother, confused and not daring to be hopeful, but still. “What?”

“I just…” Ford hesitated and busied his mouth by taking a hit of his cigar. With everything that has been said and how well he and Stan have been communicating, he really didn’t feel like ruining it now. He relaxed his shoulders and said with his eyes on the snowy woods. “I was really hoping you would stay.”

Stan looked dumbfounded, like a child discovering candy for the first time, but he looked away and down at the porch floor. “Oh.”

“I’ll of course be taking care of Mabel until Dipper comes back in time for her…”

“He might not.”

“We got over our grudges. They can do the same.” Ford said firmly. “Still, you have a point. Dipper might not be able to come back. Regardless, whether it’s for a short time, a long time, or for the rest of my life, I will take care of her. I might not be the best for her, I can acknowledge that…”

“C’mon, Sixer, don’t be like that.” Stan scolded lightly, giving a sympathetic look to the nerd. “What else can you do, y’know? There’s no way in hell you’re gonna give her up, I’ll kidnap her and run away to Canada before I let you…”

Ford laughed and waved a hand as he smiled. “No no, I promise I won’t.”

“Good.”

“The point is, she loves you. Clearly. And it takes two, and I’ll be busy with my research, especially once the snow melts and the anomalies become more active in the spring and summer, but…” Ford bit his lip. This was a bad idea. If he makes it seem that the only reason why Stan needs to be here is because of Mabel, if or when she’s gone, then Stan will have no reason to stay. And there were many reasons why Ford wanted Stan to stay.

Despite how much of a social-cripple Ford was, he knew that Stan was homeless. His frequent traveling and how full his car was right now was enough proof of that. And Ford hated that for his brother.

But there was another, bigger reason why Ford wanted Stan to stay. So he better just say it.

“Do you know why I went to Backupsmore?” Ford asked.

Stan’s facial expression darkened as he looked away and he shrugged. “Cuz I fucked up your project?”

“No,” Ford answered plainly. “I may not have been accepted into West Coast Tech, but there were so many other colleges that wanted me. I could apply to Yale or Harvard or any college from New York to California and instantly be accepted.

“But I didn’t.” The author added grimly. “Stanley, when you left… When you were gone, I was a mess. So many days I just lied in bed without meals or sleep. Ma was hysterical. I failed most of my exams and only barely scraped a C in the ones I didn’t fail. My GPA dropped significantly and I even lost my Honor Roll. Thankfully my past grades were enough to let me graduate with a 3.2, but my clean record was stained and a lot of prestigious colleges didn’t want me.

“All I wanted at that point was to get as far away from Glass Shard as possible. Luckily there was a small college outside of San Francisco that practically accepted everyone and had a wide range of studies to offer, so I applied and was accepted by graduation day.”

“Good for you.” Stan grunted.

“No! The point is, I…” Ford groaned, feeling like he was failing, but he had to try. “I understand if you don’t want to stay. I understand you have your own life and things you want to do, and I can live without you again if I have to, but… I really, really don’t want to. Yes, I know that part of growing up is going in different directions and being independent and all the other bells and whistles, but it doesn’t have to be. So, if you can tolerate living under the same roof as me again, and if you’re okay with it, I want to offer you a job.”

Stan raised an eyebrow at the six-fingered man. “What kinda job?”

“The committee gives me monthly boosts so I can continue my research. As long as I prove to them once a year that progress is being made, I have a good income coming in. It is a big job, exploring the large woods, climbing mountains and waterfalls, combing the lake, mapping the Enchanted Forest, and hunting down monsters and anomalies to learn more about them. I’ve always managed to make it out of trouble alright, but… I need a partner, and I want to keep it in the family.” Ford smiled at the last sentence.

“What are you saying?” Stan sneered, not daring to believe, not daring to hope, but that stupid smile Ford had…

“I’m saying I want you to do this with me, Stanley.” Ford said matter-of-factly. “I can share the grant with you after bills are paid and groceries are purchased. We can renovate the small room on the ground floor to be Mabel’s bedroom and you can have the entire attic as your own space.

“I know it’s not sailing around the world, but… Please. Will you give me another chance?” Ford pleaded with a soft smile.

Stan grinned and shook his head. “Shit, Sixer, you’re a better salesman than me.” He looked him in the eyes. “Okay. Yes. I’ll stay.”

Ford’s cheeks puffed with happiness as he smiled, his lips pressed together, and he looked ahead, happily daydreaming his future. Being surrounded by weirdness for a living was amazing by itself; doing it with his twin and raising their niece together on top of it was better than anything he could have imagined.

Stan was watching him and laughed good-naturedly, then held out a hand to him. Ford blinked at it like a startled owl, but then returned the smile and sealed the deal with a high-six.

Both brothers stood contently outside with their cigars for a minute, but then heard a bowl clatter on the floor. Mabel must be making a mess in the kitchen, which was fine.

What wasn’t fine was the sound that followed of a body falling on the floor.

Ford raised an eyebrow and called calmly, “Mabel, are you alright?”

They both expected a quick “yeah, sorry, I’m okay,” and maybe an explanation to follow, like she tripped getting down from a chair or something. But there was no reply.

“Mabel, sweetie?” Stan hollered, trying not to sound mad or scared or anything but cool-under-pressure, but this voice trembled with fear.

Still no answer.

Ford and Stan quickly discarded their cigars and bolted inside. Racing like children for cookies, they soon stood at the doorway of the kitchen and were horrified to find Mabel sprawled on the floor on her front, her hair scattered over her face to hide her expression, and her legs and bottom-half of her body slowly fading.

Literally. Fading. Mabel was fading away. She was disappearing like a stain on cloth.

“MABEL!” The men screamed and were immediately on their knees beside her. Ford scooped her up into his arms and felt her pulse and looked over her.

“What happened to her?!” Stan cried out. “Pumpkin, what’s wrong?!”

Ford’s eyes widened in panic as a horrifying realization slapped him in the face. “Mabel… You changed history.”

The tired girl nodded with her eyes closed. “If… If you guys had a fight… and never made up… in my timeline, then I guess…” Mabel paused to yawn tiredly. It didn’t hurt, but she was really sleepy now.“I guess that timeline doesn’t exist anymore, huh? I guess I don’t exist anymore.”

“WHAT?!” Stan yelled and took Mabel’s hand and squeezed it. “We have to do something! You’re family! You’re… We can’t just let you d- not exist!”

Ford held Mabel tighter and closer to his warm chest, making her smile. She swore she could hear his heartbeat. It was too fast. She would have to fix that. Poor Ford was also shaking like a leaf. Mabel could fix that, too.

“I’ll exist.” She smiled up at her uncles. “In a few years.”

Ford bit his lip. He shouldn’t ask this, it was probably dangerous to learn about the future, but the worst was already happening. What else could possibly happen that was worse than losing his girl? Ford couldn’t help but ask, “When?”

“August 31st, 1999.” Mabel’s eyes dazzled. “You’ll meet Dipper, too.” She shifted her eyes to only Stan and whispered, “Did you know you were there? You came to see us when we were born?”

Stan’s eyes watered as he smiled at the new piece of information. “I did?”

“You did. I came out first. You were so proud when I kicked the doctor in the jaw.”

Stan made a watery chuckle and wiped at his eye. “That’s my girl.”

“Dipper came next. He was blue. Umbilical cord wrapped around his neck.”

“Was he okay?” Stan asked.

“He was fine. You knew he would be. You never doubted.”

“I never will, pumpkin. I swear.”

The fading is now much worse. It was spreading over Mabel like a virus. Her legs were hardly visible to the naked eye, and even her shoulders were losing color. This Mabel is almost completely gone.

Ford, pressed for time, bit his lip as tears flooded his eyes and he cupped Mabel’s cheek and cradled her. “I… I can’t let you go! We just started to become a real family! Wh-What am I going to do without you?!”

Mabel smiled and used the free hand not holding Stan’s trembling hand to caress Ford’s jaw and lower cheek, then cupping his face so her fingertips grazed his sideburn. “It’s okay, really. I’ll see you again, and next time it’ll be when both of you come to see us. Totally worth it.”

Ford held his breath, and shut his eyes, a tear escaping from each eye and sitting comfortably in the corners of his windows to his soul. Stan hiccuped a laugh and rubbed her hand between both of his. Both of them were doing everything in their power not to cry.

To that, Mabel laughed and said, “Boys are stupid. It’s okay to cry.”

The cursed power of Mabel. Making people be honest and breaking dams.

Ford curled into his niece, his face sloe to her heart, and cried gently. He wasn’t ready, but he didn’t think he could ever be ready for this.

Stan laughed with tears streaming down his face and he kissed Mabel’s tiny fingers trapped in his hold, then held their hands close to his bowed forehead and just focused on feeling her pulse between his palms.

It only lasted another minute.

Ford was mortified when his chest sank and his arms were empty. He threw himself back and stared at his lap and felt sick to his stomach to find his little girl missing.

Stan’s hands also clasped together and he squeezed tightly, his fists against his trembling lips as he cried.

The genius who always seemed to know what to do didn’t have a damn clue what to do with himself. He growled in his throat, squeezing his eyes shut and gritting his teeth, then let out a painful howl and moan that most definitely disturbed birds and made a deer or two gallop farther away.

Ford removed his glasses and held his knees, sobbing his heart out. Stan blinked his tears off his eyes, resulting in them rolling down his face, as he watched his brother completely shatter to pieces. He had seen him upset before, sure; all those years of bullying, of Pa’s outbursts and sometimes physical punishments, hopelessness that he was actually worth something. You don’t spend seventeen years with a person and not see them break every so often, granted the blessing to help them put themselves back together again.

But Ford didn’t need Stan to swoop in and fix it. There were no bullies to punch or parents to stand against or jokes to crack that would make this okay. All Stan could do was throw his arms around him and bury his face into Ford’s shoulder and cry, too.

So that’s what they did on the kitchen floor for over an hour.

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Dipper blinked to try to see, but all he saw around him was inky blackness for miles. His heart raced as he looked around for his sister. “Mabel? Mabel! Mabel, answer me!”

The boy scrambled and collapsed out of a portable potty at the fair. He blinked his eyes rapidly to adjust to the sunlight, scurrying off his hands and knees, clutching the warm time-machine in his hands. Wendy was still admiring her price and Robbie was still sulking, and Waddles was still trying to get away from Pacifica.

That didn’t matter! Mabel was stranded back in time! But how far back?! When was Mabel?! Dipper started jamming the button, but the machine wasn’t working, and it was soon swiped from him by a black-gloved hand.

“Mason Pines,” A gruff voice commanded above him and Dipper looked up to find two new guys with that Blendin guy. The two other guys were muscular and guarded with high-tech armor.

“You are under arrest for violating the Time-Traveler's Code of Conduct and for jeopardizing the timestream.” The man labeled as Dundgren stated as serious as death.

“Do you have any idea how many rules you just broke?!” Blendin squawked. “I’m asking. I wasn’t there with you. It was probably a lot, right?”

“Wait, wait please!” Dipper begged as the two members of the Time Paradox Avoidance Enforcement Squadrent each grabbed the boy by an arm. “My sister! She’s still back there! We have to get her!”

“You have the right to remain silent.” The man labeled as Lolph informed robotically. “Anything you say can and already has been used in the Court of Time-Law.”

“Let me go, Mabel needs-...” And Dipper and the three time-travelers were blasted forward in time.

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In the endless space of time, Dipper was levitated off the ground by a giant baby using the power of his forehead-hourglass to trap him in a baby-blue field. Members of the the Time Paradox Avoidance Enforcement Squadrent circled the two, and Blendin stood with his arms crossed over his chest and smiling smugly as the kid who caused so much trouble was getting what he deserved.

“You and your sister have broken the eternal laws of space-time.”

“I’m sorry!” Dipper cried out, trying to fight the energy circling him, but it was futile. “I’m sorry! Do what you want to me, just help my sister!”

“Your sister does not require help, nor do you require punishment.” Time Baby informed as he held his feet. “You are lucky the events that occurred do not change anything drastically. However, your timeline has shifted and therefore this reality’s version of you and your sister are no longer viable and will cease to exist.”

“What?!” Dipper squeaked and looked down at his body to find his legs disappearing. “No no NO! What’s happening to me?!”

“You and your twin sister will be born again on August 31st, 1999, but too many things are different in your timeline for this version of you to continue to exist.”

“W-W-What did I do wrong?! What did I change?!” Dipper cried out as his whole body was drained of color. “What changed in our timeline?!”

“Your uncles have amended their bond thirty-four years ahead of schedule. As unfortunate as this is, your sister miraculously delayed the plans of Bill Cipher by an entire millennia.”

“What uncles?!” Dipper asked, panicked as the fading reached his neck. “Who’s Bill Cipher?!”

“If you wanted the answers you sought out, you should have been patient.” Time Baby scolded. “We all get the answers we seek… in time.”

“P-P-Please!” Dipper begged as he appeared as a ghost. “Please! What did Mabel do?!”

Time Baby cruelly stayed silent, testing Dipper’s strengths, but he was dying, anyways. Might as well.

“She met the Author of the Journals. Your missing uncle.”

Dipper’s eyes widened. “Mabel…” He rasped, and then he ceased to exist.

#GF #gravity falls #gravity falls au #timestuck au #fanfiction #stanford pines #stanley pines #mabel pines #dipper pines #angst #why did i write this?#cuz fuck you that's why #I HAD TO I’M SORRY #pls don't hate me

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ahye-blog · 2 years

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Don’t start conversations

So the reason I’m upset is because I feel like I cannot connect to my gf in a deeper level. But it’s just not my gf, I think I’m incapable to connecting to anyone in deeper level.

So the problem is.. my gf has health issues and she is overweight. So I used to nag at her to get healthier and lose weight. Because her current stage is causing her pains and a few other issues. But she has many things to say why it’s not the right time, right place, right situation (work is stressful, house doesn’t have space, don’t want to go to gym squeezing with strangers, outdoor is hot) and I can never understand why getting yourself healthy (which means you will feel and live better also) needs to wait for right whatever.

And one of the things she always say is when she get her own place, she will make lifestyles changes. Okay.. so I stop nagging her then. Because to me, I really hate nagging and the only reason I nag is in the hope that someone will improve. If that someone refuses to improve, no point nagging anymore.

So I have been waiting 5-6 years for her to get her own place. But finally this is the year she can have her own place. And to me, this is so exciting and this is going to be major milestone in our lives as a couple. Having an own place, after waiting for it for many years and all the sacrifices that we made together.

But hey, every time I want to talk about this exciting stuffs like choosing location, how many rooms, calculating finances, renovation, she grumbles, say something negative and ruin it.

I have tried different ways I could think of. But maybe like I say, I’m fucking stupid person who cannot do anything right in my life and always a failure.

I don’t know what to do. I want to cry but I’m so stupid that I cannot even cry.

This is supposed to be our big happy, major milestone in our life journey as a couple. But I have decided not to initiate the conversation about this anymore.

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inspired-by-the-music · 4 years

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Missing the shinee universe guys. What kind of place do you think each couple would move into first? Who would wait until they were married or engaged first? Who would live in a condo, apartment, fixer upper home? -SLA

Ahhh, shinee universe! I had every intention of revisiting the shinee universe before I dedicated my whole life to the ever-expanding For You universe, so thank you for this question! feel free to send more!

Once Aimee and I sat down to talk about this, we pumped out our answers pretty quickly. A big chunk of the delay in answering was due to the fact that I re-read the shinee universe to get the answers canonically correct, so you should probably prepare for a novel, SLA! As always, pls feel free to tell me what you think! -Ash

It’s so weird to write these answers out of order, but I decided that it would be best to do this in the order in which the members get married!

Minho

It’s already established that Minho is total husband material, so it’s probably not shocking that he’s the first in this bunch to get married

Minho and his significant other don’t move in together until wedding plans are underway

They move into a house that isn’t technically in the city, but everything is still accessible on the frequent occasion that Minho wants to take his lady out on a date

Minho encourages his fiancee to make all of the fun decisions about decorations for the wedding and for the house while he deals with what he considers “boring adult stuff”

Although he tries his best not to show it, Minho gets so stressed from all the planning that he decides within himself that he’s NEVER moving again

So he picks a house that has every feature anyone could ever need. He even thinks ahead to make room for any future children.

All in all, Minho wants to settle into comfortable domestic happiness with the person he loves. Obviously, he’ll still be fun and competitive and exciting, but he doesn’t try to prove that by moving into a new, bigger, fancier house every other year or by making constant home improvements

Plus, he’s a little too busy helping Jinki to start his own projects

Jonghyun

Canonically, Jonghyun and his girlfriend live together in an apartment before they’re married

Although he is the second to get married, he wasn’t in any particular rush to propose until a few years into the relationship when his gf marries off the main characters in her newest best-selling novel

She had never written about a wedding before! Knowing that writing is where she explores her dreams, Jonghyun immediately goes into town to buy a ring after finishing the book.

(He left in such a hurry, in fact, that he left the book on the park bench. His heart dropped until he found it still sitting where he left it, guarded by a kind old lady who was feeding the birds)

He’s a pretty creative guy himself, so he doesn’t exactly copy the proposal from the novel or from any movies or dramas.

Very little changes in their daily lives after marriage since they were practically living as a married couple soon after their first hello.

The wedding rings aren’t the first matching rings Jonghyun and his girl wear to express their love, but there is something special about them that even Jonghyun can’t express in any song-- something that his wife can’t describe in any book

Onew

Jinki is shook because his girlfriend brings up marriage first

His response id delayed not because he’s afraid of commitment but because, “Wow, I didn’t think I’d ever get this far in dating!”

Then, he laughs as he reminds her about their catastrophic iconic first date, and she laughs too, and somehow it’s decided that this is an adequate proposal.

Jinki still buys her an engagement ring because “She deserves it!” It’s probably blue and beautiful.

On one of his days off, Jinki gets lost in one of those home renovation marathons on tv, and decides, “I can do that!”

He realizes very quickly that he cannot do that, but he’s already bought a new house that’s in desperate need of renovations so he can’t turn back

Minho and Taemin are the only people who respond to his SOS texts. Place your bets on who steps up to build that house from the ground up!

Onew and Taemin aren’t entirely useless. Onew helps with some heavy lifting, and Taemin. . . well, he makes good playlists, and his awestruck stares fuel Minho’s superhuman strength

Onew has a distorted sense of his contribution to the construction of his house. He brags to everyone, “I built my home with my own to hands!”

And he also constantly tackles home improvement goals that would never be accomplished without Minho’s help.

Taemin

While Taemin is one of those “live in the moment” people, he’s also one who believes in destiny. It was never a matter of if he would get married to his girlfriend; it was a matter of when.

Never truly afraid or embarrassed, Taemin told her outright very early in their relationship, “I’ll marry you one day-- when we’re al grown up!” He meant it, and she knew it. Neither of them is rushing to grow up, though.

In the meantime, they enjoy each other’s company. They don’t technically live together, but she stays at Taemin’s apartment most of the time because his balcony provides the best sight of the moon and stars she has ever seen

Their favorite pastime is pestering his group members.

Because Minho is her brother, he is the first target. Uninvited, they invaded his kitchen one morning, knowing well that neither of them knew how to cook to save their lives. Minho would have scolded them then and there when he barrelled down the stairs in his pajamas, expecting to find a burglar, had his wife not smiled so fondly at their effort to play house

Next came Jonghyun, but he wasn’t a satisfying target for any pranky because he always welcomes Taemin and his girlfriend with open arms. He even invites them to spend the night on the pull out sofa in the living room. His hospitality sends them onto the next victim.

If anything, though, they are Jinki’s victim. When he isn’t insisting on giving them a tour of the house he built with his own two hands-- the house Taemin watched Minho build-- or forcing them to watch home renovation marathons, Jinki asks them with a broad smile, “So, when are you two gonna get married and make me a grandpa?”

Key is the only satisfying target. Taemin and his girl were able to spend an entire weekend in Key’s attic undetected!

“What’s making that noise up there?” Key’s girlfriend asked on the literal day that she moved in.

Key joked, “It’s the demon!”

Determined to prove Key wrong (or right by terrorizing everyone), Taemin stomped on the floor and screamed, “I’m not a demon!”

Suffice it to say that Taemin is lucky to see his wedding day after the beating scolding he received from Key

Key

Key doesn’t really plan to get married. He’s not opposed or anything, but he would only do it after a series of serious conversations with his significant other

He’s not one to judge, but he feels like most people rush in their relationships, and he’s not really about that life. Lowkey thinks Jonghyun is a maniac for moving in with his gf just a month into dating but anyway

His house isn’t a mansion or anything, but it’s obviously too big for just one or two people. He likes to live lavishly. His bathroom is practically a personal spa.

The first time she visits, his girlfriend thinks he’s kinda weird for living in such a big place without a roommate, but she hides that behind compliments about the interior design or something.

Key is the least likely to fantasize about living with his significant other. Like, no offense, but his house is his sanctuary. He likes having his own space. Also, he’s kinda particular about his living habits(and he doesn’t really want to share any of his closet space).

Key only invites his girlfriend to live with him after they’ve been together long enough for him to decide that they can live together in harmony

This is somewhat unrelated, but I imagine that Key hired a housekeeper for a while, but he’s that kind of person who always went through the rooms to reorganize/clean things to his own (admittedly high) standard. So one day he wakes up like “What am I paying this person for?”

Key likes to complain and get under his gf’s skin, so she’s probably not counting the days until she gets to move in either tbh

They definitely 100% bicker the most out of all the couples, but that’s just how they communicate. They make up for their many petty arguments through the week with frequent ‘self-care’ nights wherein they watch dramas while wearing mud masks and sipping wine.

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zumpietoo · 3 years

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It's been longer since I have been on a date cause of covid and unlike Lili I realize I have some issues I want to work on. However, unlike I am not claiming I better than my ex's or that I am dating. Plus I am not a celebrity

Yep, exactly.....COVID kinda negates a lot of this all on its own, anyway....

Fun personal fact for me:

When Claudia confronted my ex-husband about having a GF (who, it turns out, had been his sidepiece for a decade and a half), he was shocked I hadn’t 2 months after our divorce was final, during a pandemic, found a new BF, myself. And that I was perfectly happy being alone----and maybe because I hadn’t spent nearly 15 years betraying my family....and yes, that there’s shit I want to work on/thru and being alone is not a terrible thing.

Oh AND, I fought, hard to keep the house we bought together in the divorce (versus selling and getting a LOT of $$ for it)----but that’s something we, now I, own....that I always loved and he always at least pretended to hate (tho, entertainingly, his initial plan was to “buy me out” and live in it with his asswhore, who now enjoys my old bedroom furniture, that he also supposedly hated)....but, again, I love my little house and moreso, Claudia does.

And I did make a point of renovating it---and reveled in getting do all things I had always wanted to do and he had always been ded against

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missleahlin · 5 years

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Comforting Ethan Dolan

Summary: The Reader accompanying the twins with the talk with Shane Dawson

‘So are you guys ready?’ Y/n asked while climbing on Graysons car.

‘Nah.’ Grayson shruggged, while Ethan your Boyfriend remain quiet.

Y/n has been one of the closest friends of the twins and is the girlfriend of Ethan Dolan, for one and a half year. She has seen the struggles of the twins when it comes to video ideas and she was there when their dad passed away.

So when Grayson suggested their next video idea which include the Shane Dawson, she was all for it.

Y/n saw the struggles of the twins trying to upload every Tuesday, even after their dad died, they haven’t stopped making videos and uploading on time. So Y/n can see that the twins are burned out and doesn’t seem to be enjoying making videos, but didn’t want to dissapoint the fans.

So the night before meeting with Shane, Ethan had a talked to her while they are cuddling and watching netflix.

‘Do you think they will be dissapointed?’ Ethan asked quietly while stroking y/n hand, eyes still on TV.

‘At first, yeah.’ Y/n answered while starting to face Ethan.

‘But if they are really your fans, they will understand. It’s not like you guys are quitting, just taking the time to rest and to cope with the things that you guys have been putting off.’ Y/n said stroking Ethan’s hand.

‘And if you guys haven’t notice on the comment section, that they want you to rest and they’re willing to wait’ y/n added.

‘Thanks bub!’ Ethan said while dragging y/n to lay down.

‘Now let’s sleep since we have a long day tomorrow’ Ethan added while pulling you closer.

While lost on your thoughts, you guys finally reached Shane and Ryland’s place.

‘Okay E, you ready?’ Grayson asked his twin while driving through Shane’s house.

‘Let’s do this Gray!’ Ethan answered, nervously while making eye contact with you in the rear view mirror.

When you guys finally parked, Shane and Rylan was there to welcome you.

‘Welcome! Its the first time I actually met you guys in person, Nice to meet you’ Shane exlaimed while reaching out for a hug.

‘Hi! Thanks Shane, for agreeing with this’. Grayson said reaching out for a hug.

‘Yeah man! We really admire you especially on Youtube community, so it means a lot to us’. Ethan said while reaching out for a hug.

‘By the way, this is Y/n, my girlfriend’ E added while reaching out to you.

‘Oh Hi, Nice to meet you! I’m a big fan!’ y/n said while going for a hug.

‘And hello Ryland, nice to meet you guys’. Y/n reached out and give Shane’s fiancee a hug.

‘Oh that’s a shoker, I didn’t know a Dolan have a GF.’ Shane said jokingly but smiling sincerely.

‘Well, you know with youtube community, some are still not accepting, so we decided to laylo for a while, since some fans can be possesive’. Ethan announced while reaching out to hug your waist.

‘Okay, so now that all the introduction is done, why don’t we come in and start our session, hahaha’ Shane suggested while guiding everyone in.

‘Are you okay?’ You asked Ethan, who’s still holding your waist.

‘A bit nervous, but I’ll be fine. But thanks for being here bub, Grayson and I really appreciate it’. He said while peaking your lips.

‘All good babe! I’ll hang out with Ryland and you do your thing with Shane okay.’ Y/n said giving E a hug.

‘I love you.’Ethan said while peaking your lips and catching up with Grayson and Shane in the Living room.

Y/n and Ryland hang out at the outside patio that Ryland has recently renovated for his video. They talk about life and find out that y/n is very similar with his sister Morgan, and promised to introduced them soon.

Y/n and Ryland stopped talking when they heard laughting and saw the twins and Shane standing up and joking around.

‘Hey, they look done, lets go join them’ Ryland suggested while walking inside the house, with you right behind him.

‘So are you guys done with your theraphy session, Dr Phil?’ Ryland joked while making the other laugh.

‘Hahaha, we should totally make that a series’ Shane added, while Ethan met your eyes, and you can see the relief in them.

‘We’ll thank you again Shane, we really appreciate, you finding the time to talk to us’ Grayson said hugging Shane.

‘Yeah, Thanks we really needed that, I feel lifted!’ Ethan added also going for a hug

‘Well I feel heavy!’ Shane joked, making everyone laugh.

You guys hangout for a bit behind the camera, joking around, laughting while you and Ethan make eye contact constanty. Everyone said their goodbyes, with the light feeling that the twins definitely needed.

On the drive home, the twins are quiet but you can tell the atmosphere is light and the twins are in deep thought. When you arrive home, Grayson walked off mumbling he needs to exercise to clear his mind, while your boyfriend quietly walk through his room.

‘Hey, you want anything to eat?’ You asked cautiously when you followed him in his room, seeing him already layinh down.

‘Nah’ Ethan simply said while smiling at you.

‘What?’ You asked, while sitting on the bed.

‘Come here!’ Ethan said while pulling you to bed making you fall down. ‘I Love you’ He quietly added while giving your neck a peak.

‘And thank you bub, for being their for me and Gray. I appreciate you.’ He added while hugging you thightly.

‘I love you too and I’m always here for you guys.’ Y/n answered while stroking Ethans hair.

‘Okay lets sleep first and eat later.’ Ethan mumbled falling asleep still hugging you with his head on your neck.

‘Okay sleep’. You mumbled closing your eyes and stroking Ethan’s hair till he fall asleep.

#ethan dolan imagine #dolan twins #dolan twins imagines #shane dawson #tuesday #fluff #ryland #grayson dolan #dolan tuesday

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cakesunflower · 4 years

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sentence prompts

OKAY SO i have a google doc full of like sentence prompts and these are 30 of them so uhhh maybe pick one + a (5sos) boy & maybe i’ll write something up for it?? i can’t promise the length, some may be longer/shorter than others, but yeah. please???

I’m on the bus and my 2-year-old won’t stop crying, except you just smiled at them and they did

I asked you to babysit one time and now my child keeps asking when you will spend time with them again

you asked me to the store with you and your child, and now my distant relative we met thinks I’m married with a baby

we are friends and my child’s first word was your name and I’m jealous but also kind of endeared

you’ve been sleeping at mine because your house is being renovated and we aren’t even dating, yet every time you wake up to the baby crying and sigh, “I’ll go” I feel like we might as well be married

our children are in the same class and we both hate their teacher, eventually the parents’ evenings are just us competing who can call out snarkier comments

we are the only two parents who agreed to attend the school trip (bonus: “so I guess we share this hotel room?”)

our children are best friends….yeah

I’m a struggling single parent who just got a steady job and I’m waiting in the principal's office because my kid bit another kid and man this parent is really lat-oh its my new boss oh god no

My son is blind and your son took it upon himself to be his personal bodyguard at school and can I just say you have a really great kid- oh you’re blind too.

My kid is great at sports and we had to move mid-season due to me getting a promotion, please let them on the team they’ll hate me forever otherwise, your kid already likes them too!

My kid is die hard rivals with this other kid in his club/team, and i just had to leave a really nice blind date because they got in a fight and the parents were called and oh hey its you.

Rivals from two different schools AU

Parents are CEO’s of rivaling companies AU

my family’s royalty and you work with yours in the local popular bakery and my parents, the king and queen, asked for your services for a ball and you’re invited to it and wow you’re probably sweeter than the cakes you brought

you work at this wealthy country club and i’m a regular who happens to think you’re very cute and i sorta wanna make my parents mad by flirting with you but i won’t tell you that

we’re just friends living in a shabby apartment and the shower stops working and we have to share cold water and we can only afford one bed tho it’s okay because we have each other but wait who’s this person you brought home last night nevermind we’re just friends

we hate each other but our parents are friends and set us up on a date and we’re messing with them so they’ll lay off tho you’re taking this fake dating to extremes and i quite like it but shut up i hate you why is your hand on my knee when they’re not around we’re just pretending ??

you’re my siblings bf / gf or best friends sibling and the first person you turn to is me and we stay up talking on the phone until 3am every night until we’re closer than they know and i don’t think this is okay

We met in Vegas one night and woke up next morning in a honeymoon suite naked, hung over and married AU

You are my annoying next door neighbor and you keep me up all night with your partying AU

You’re an underwear model and there’s a giant billboard of your toned body just across from where I work so I have to look at you every day AU

We meet every day on our lunch break by the hot-dog stand and one time I forget my wallet so you buy me a hot-dog (it was not a date ) AU

it’s my tradition to eat twizzlers while marathoning this show on it’s anniversary but i ran out so i’m in the walmart candy aisle at 2 am crying because i can’t find the twizzlers please help me

I adopted a kid and you help me take care of them all the time since we’re neighbors, but you came over and got so involved in the kid’s life so much they think that we’re both their parents instead of just me

I have a crush on my younger sibling’s tutor, but I don’t know how to work myself into the scene without making everything incredibly awkward for me

We’ve been hooking up for the past few weeks and holy shit it turned out you’re my fifth grader’s teacher oh god this embarrassing

my mom tried to set me up with someone over the phone but i told her i was already seeing someone else and that was a lie but, see, i’m going to my parents’ house for the weekend and they really want to meet this person so will you pretend to be my date?

we’re both high school teachers serving as chaperones for a school trip and our students kinda ship us and i think they somehow rigged the hotel rooms so we have to share one? and i’m so sorry in advance because i snore

i work at a convenience store that you frequent and i swear to god if i see you put something back where it doesn’t belong ONE MORE TIME…

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marcosllorente · 5 years

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more thoughts on viv as top pls

vivianne miedema is a submissive top. here’s my essay.

at first i thought viv was a bottom bc she’s sooooo cute and she’s got that innocent eyes and she sleeps with a teddy bear (no offense to our guy flip) but i was wrong. viv hugging lisa from behind was my turn tables. when tables turned.

you wanna come into my house and tell me viv ain’t topping that ? nah. like the TOP energy bitch.. she will never bottom in her life .

who’s that ? is that ur girl ? is that ur girl ?

the fuck she doing? she eating lisa’s neck? top

the rub™

the hand™ grabbing lisa’s shirt (tks to theroleofimagination)

look at the way she lifts up lisa? omg— miss miedema. por favor

her shoulders? she wants us to know she’s a top. she could be cocky if she wanted to. she’s the pfa player of the year bitch

she ain’t training. cos training is for the bottoms .

the fuckboy energy my dude.. my guy.. she won’t call you the next day !

you know she’s a top disaster when lisa is out there writing captions for her hauisdhasjkfas

anyways we kno lisa’s a big harry potter fan and she made viv watch them movies and dress as harry/draco

when ur girl wants you to be draco.. you just go for it ! Lisa is so powerful. her mind

VIV SHOW THEM UR SCOTLAND TOP………. yea why not. just boss her around i guess.

ICONIC moments during blind test lisa be like “OPEN UR MOUTH” and viv’s like :) ye of course i will open my mouth. i’d love to! put tht shit on my tongue idc.

bonus: i could be wrong but think viv is the one who’s always driving? top-y. i mean who the f* knows how to drive in this economy?

well, anyways. thank you for coming to my ted talk!

+MORE updates on top!viv.

thanks to mysterygirl51 now we know viv is the one doing all the renovation in their apartment (also look at her saying lisa is 1,50 lmaoooo we get it. ur tall and topping that)

also thanks to wvearp for reminding us of viv de-icing their car windshield all by herself. doing it all for lisa so she can vlog and shit! aye

thank you anon for letting us know that lisa likes wearing viv’s clothes. cos lisa is a bottom. if ur dating a tall girl and you wear her clothes ur 100% a bottom i don’t make the rules

now. this is a Moment of realizashun.. when lisa was drunk af and viv stopped her from doing anything stupid lmao look at her hand… she kne it. she’s used to it. she’s always ready to save her tiny gf

anyways imagine thinking viv is a bottom. delusional

the proofs keep coming! thank u @bestmediumcool

as i BEEN saying viv is a full sub that’s why she doesn’t mind being ass grabbed in public.

GUESS she just enjoys all the teasing.

thanks for coming to my ted talk

#ask #me at myself: paula.......boi #that's some energy you putting there

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h0llsss · 5 years

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I just want to get my life sorted, buy a house, renovate it into our dream home, travel the world and also get my dream job and experience all this with my gf is that too much to ask for?????

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el-mroko · 5 years

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My girlfriend has a dog. Tequila. I have a dog. Freja. I have a cat. Loki. I also have rats. Was three of them, now, with agreement with my girlfriend we adopted two more. I love them and treat them equally. She loves them equally too I’m sure.

We treat them as OURS pets. Not hers and mine, ours.

I adore her empathy and love and caring for furry friends. That’s how we met.

But lately things got nasty.

For some time now I feel like I’m the only one thinking about their well-being, taking care of them, feeding them (rats, cause my mom feeds the dogs at ungodly morning hours), cleaning after them or cleaning rat’s cage, or lately evening going for a walk.

She does that, or helps me sometimes, but only when I ask about it (often a few times before she finally does that). It’s like, she’s tired, she’s sleep deprived, she’s sick, not feeling well. Or we can do it some other time, we can do it later, there are more important things... I usually say fine if it comes to her health or fatigue, I understand she feels tired or hurt, and I do cleaning alone. Because it was mostly about cleaning rat’s cage.

But we both go to work.

I work for 7-8 hours a day. On different shifts. Sometimes it’s whole week on 8 or 12 or 14, sometimes it’s 14pm today and 8am tomorrow.

Her work is worse. 8 to 12 hours a day, night shifts, morning shifts, depends.

We live together, in my mom’s house. We both get to work by train and tram which takes us two-three hours per day. My workplace is one tram stop farther than hers. Frequently we wait for each other to return home together. She comes to my work and waits an hour or I’m doing overtime waiting for her. I love journeys with her, even if it comes to usual ride home.

Last week was hard on us. We’re having quite a serious renovation moving to a different room. Changing floors, painting walls, all that. We’re doing it ourselves as my family always did those things and was good at it. It wasn’t precisely planned. Nobody knew when would we start. It happened my younger bro is on a leave and I decided to take two days off - Monday and Tuesday - so we could do more things.

Kas, my gf, couldn’t take a leave, so she helped us after work as much as she could. She had free Tuesday. Unfortunately she had morning shift this whole week, meaning she had to get up at 4am to get to work on 6am, usually to 14.30 or 15.30 so she returned around 16-17. It’s exhausting, I imagine. Additionally, she doesn’t like her work. Doesn’t like people there - not everyone, obviously, but sometimes it’s hard on her.

I try to give her a lift to our train station - it’s around 10-15 minutes walk from home - or pick her up when she’s back. I admit, I tend to fuse about her waking me up this early, but I always get up and start a car, wish her good day and kiss her goodbye. Dammit, everyone would complain a bit. I always tell her to wake me anyway, I’ll just grizzle my part, but always take her to the fucking station. She wakes me only sometimes. This week she woke me up only yesterday.

I’m no sure it was because she doesn’t like bothering me, or because I was ill. I got sick leave from Wednesday because of my laringitis. I felt like shit this whole week, but I tried to do as much as I could, to help my bros and my mom.

Despite being sick, having a fever and sore throat, I spent whole days accommodating our room, arranging books and clothes and other stuff. I also tried to take care of our new rats - I tried to introduce them to my pack so they wouldn’t be bullied. I wanted to give them space and provide them all with runs. I also wanted to take our dogs out but I just wasn’t able to. Kas was working at work, I was working at home.

When she got back on Wednesday - she ate dinner, opened a beer, and went to sleep, which was fully understandable cause she slept only five hours day before. We’re cuddling, but soon I knew I have rats to take care of, and another room to make up - the one we occupied till now, with total mess and two separate rat cages (they weren’t yet introduced, hence more cleaning...). When she finally woke up, I just said she promised to help me, and promised to hang my bookshelf.

The atmosphere was tense.

When she got back on Thursday, she hung my shelf so I could busy myself with arranging books and adding final touches to our room. Then she started relaxing after work. Again, I was the one taking care of rats.

She always calls to pick her up. Which I do, day by day, everyday. Except yesterday, when I wanted to take our two dogs for a walk, because they’ve been home for a WHOLE WEEK, since SATURDAY to yesterday WITHOUT a SINGLE walk past a FENCE. Only running on our yard (it’s quite big), couple times a day (I took them once, on Tuesday, when Kas was home, for a run in fields behind my home).

I called her, having both dogs on a leash, that I’ll come on foot with girls to get her. I met with such a NO response I was in shock. She wants a ride because she’s tired. Dogs can wait.

An hour.

A day.

Next week.

I said no. I took them for a walk but didn’t get to the station. I figured they deserved better than 15 minutes after a whole week in a closet.

What I heard after I entered home hurt my deepest feelings. It was a low blow I was not expecting from her, ever.

She said I cared more about dogs and rats than her.

Till now I try to understand how and why she said that. How could she say it about her own dog. How could she say it about our pets, pets, that are dependent on us, totally.

Pets I try to fill only minimal needs, because she DOES NOT DO THAT.

The little one, the young rat was adopted ill. He required nebulization and injections. I cared about it. Then, he was bitten quite bad, I cared for that too. She didn’t even ask how’s he.

I bought our dogs a toothpaste, cause Tequila has much worse plaque than ever. And I’m the one using it, remembering and thinking about using it.

It does not matter if I’m on a leave, sick leave, or if I go to work. It doesn’t matter if I get back at 16, at 21 or 23. I take care of all those things, or at least I try, because almost each time I get back home and ask if anything was done, the answer it “no”.

I make her coffee, tea, breakfast if we get up together, we do both or I’m the one making it. Dinner is up to my mom or myself, supper or lunch or any meal, it’s always me. I’m the one serving sandwiches.I’m the one packing dinner to work. I’m the one making dinner FUCKING VEGGIES for work. I’m here to rub her back, to give her a massage, find something she can’t, translate thing she does not understand, make her a cocoa while she plays a game, clean a room so she can play a ps4 without a dust on a console.

When it comes to dirty work - I’m always there.

But I care more about dogs and rats than her.

#lęki i fobie bez znieczulenia #ive lost vg #pierdolenie i użalanie się nad sobą

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