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You have to pay for a membership for your local library? It doesn't come out of your taxes? :'O
Hey :) Yes,we have to pay for it,and it's also a foundation that's partly government funded,all in all it's pretty expensive lol.
I should visit a library somewhere else when i'm doing a city trip to see if our quality is so high in comparison...
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despite Jasper telling Raine not to call him for CATTs business after the finale, I feel like Raine would, indeed, end up calling him. a lot. because, like. there's an entire oppressive government to mop up, and as former Golden Guards both Jasper and Hunter would be a wealth of information.
it's a 50-50 chance whether Jasper will just hang up or whether he'll demand some ridiculous price for his help, but Raine has a dangerous castle full of an evil emperor's secrets to clean up, and the former Golden Guards are RIGHT THERE.
so like…
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"Whispers, I told you not to call me."
"I know, don't worry, I'll be quick. Is there a backup key to the treasury?"
"I'm sorry, what?"
"We can't find the treasury secretary and the key is gone and we KIND OF need the relief funds - "
"Ohoho you guys are screwed, if you try going in there without the key you're gonna get vaporized by the security system."
"I AM AWARE. Do you know of some other way to get in?"
"Mmm theoretically."
"…What's it gonna cost to get you to help?"
"I've been considering getting my own wifi plan. Could you get the fees waived for, like, forever?"
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"DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW TO GET UPPER-LEVEL ACCESS TO THE CASTLE'S CRYSTAL BALL NETWORK?"
"Hello to you too, Whispers."
"YES, HI, WE'RE KIND OF ON A TIME LIMIT HERE, NO TIME TO EXPLAIN BUT LILITH'S ACCESS WAS REVOKED SO - "
"Pfft wait, they actually locked her out? Oh, wait, she was alive when she defected, that makes sense…"
"JASPER PLEASE I KNOW THIS IS A LONGSHOT BUT IF YOU HAVE ANY IDEAS - "
"Here I'll just text you my username and password."
"…WHAT???"
"Yeah they never changed it, pretty stupid of them. There you go, sent, feel free to use it as much as you like, it's not like I need it anymore. Also stop calling me."
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"Listen I know you said you don't care to participate in government BUT I'm just putting out feelers so I wanted to know if you had any ideas on how to de-militarize the Emperor's Coven?"
"What makes you think I understand the first thing about political theory?"
"You were the Emperor's RIGHT HAND MAN."
"Haha yeah, doesn't mean I understood anything."
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"Did Belos actually acquire the XYZ artifact?"
"Oh, yeah, I got that for him like 20 years ago."
"Great! Do you know where he stored it?"
"Not a clue."
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"Whispers I am marathoning Cosmic Frontier with my kid, this had better be important."
"Sorry, just - quick question, we're trying to clear Belos's wing of the castle and we need to know, how many secret passages are there in this hallway?"
"Well in the hallway there's five, but there's another two in his chambers and one in his study."
"For the love of - "
"Hm? One sec. …Okay, Hunter says there's actually three in the study and seven in the hallway - wait, but Hunter, you never knew about the grimwalker lab? Huh. Okay so between me and Hunter there are eight in the hallway. That we know of."
"Great. Fantastic."
"Also watch out for the booby traps. And now that I think about it, one of the passages in the bedchamber is probably keyed so that only a human can enter, so you might want to recruit Luz for that."
"Is there anything I can do to get you to come help us clear this place?"
"Absolutely not. Wait, let me check - hey, Hunter, want to go back to the site of our torment to help Whispers and Mason do their jobs? Yeah, didn't think so."
"Alright, alright, sorry for asking."
"Oh, but I do claim anything you find pertaining to grimwalkers as, like, reparations or whatever. At the very least there should be a shelf full of journals in the lab. You can give what's left of Caleb back to the Clawthornes, though, he's their graverobbed great-great-whatever-granddad."
"Oh dear titan."
"Going back to our marathon now, if you have an emergency in the next thirteen hours I am NOT answering my scroll. Byyyyyyye."
SO fucking funny. "here's my password have fun kids" and that's how Raine finds out how jasper has known everything always all the time jehshdhdja. THAT SON OF A-
Don't forget jasper loves being bribed. When hunter is busy or at school jasper can be convinced to do stuff. Mostly with food. Food is a great motivator the man is hungry.
Raine: hey... Can you come and break down the wards in Belos's chambers?
Jasper: no
Raine: you want a house
Jasper: what
Raine: a house. White picket fence. Bay windows. Kitchen nook. You want one
Jasper: wh
Raine: mason will make you a house if you will come deactivate these wards
Jasper: why would I need a house. I have a house.
Raine: you live in a cave.
Jasper: I like my cave.
Raine: I bet hunter would like a house.
Jasper: I'll be right there
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this is the tiniest thing, feel free to disregard! but when u paste links, could you post them without the first chapter? then ppl who set chapter-by-chapter would see the first one, and ppl who changed the settings would see the whole fic! it's a small thing but sometimes im stuck without wifi and don't notice that a story is multichapter haha, thanks either way!!
I apologize but I don't quite understand what you mean by not posting the first chapter? Do you mean use the Full Work link instead?
We usually just use whatever link someone sends in, though I personally usually use the chapter by chapter link because some works are so long that it might take a while for it to load/cause it to freeze in full work mode. (At least my phone freezes if the fic is too long 😅)
But if it bothers anyone, please let us know, and we will see about using full work links instead. I apologize if it caused any inconveniences for you!
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balleyboley said: I think what they mean is to use this format: [archiveofourown.org/works/######] and not [archiveofourown.org/works/######/chapters/#####]. The reason for this (I believe) is that the former one automatically redirects to the version (chapter/full work) that the reader has as their default / no problem! and before anyone gets inspired and comes to ask you how to change their default fic settings, it's a ticky box under 'preferences'
Thank you for the info! We will try to keep this in mind when linking fics in the future ^^
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🥝🍐🍈 for the ask game! <33
HIII JACKS SORRY FOR THE LATENESS, I WROTE MY ANSWERS OUT, LOST THEM TO A TUMBLR GLITCH, WROTE THEM ALL OUT AGAIN, AND THEN MY WIFI WENT DOWN FOR MULTIPLE DAYS SO I COULDN'T ACTUALLY PUBLISH THIS ASK UNTIL I HAD A DAY OFF TO GET MY HOTSPOT WORKING... THIS ANSWER HAS JUST BEEN OPEN IN FIREFOX STARING ME DOWN UNABLE TO BE PUBLISHED BC IT WAS ON MY LAPTOP AND NOT MY PHONE HSLJSDFHLFDKSHJ.... THANKS FOR THE ASK EVEN THOUGH GOD CONSPIRED AGAINST ME ANSWERING IT, ENJOY
🥝 What’s your favorite trope/AO3 tag to write?
Last time I did this ask game, I went with a cop-out answer and said angst, but that's really more a genre than a trope imo, and as an AO3 tag it's verrrry broad. The funny thing is that, since I'm not letting myself say angst, I think I'm instead going to have to say Time Travel, which is very funny because I haven't posted very much time travel, lmao. The reason for that, though, is that every time I start a fic which involves time travel, it spirals massively out of control and ends up becoming such a large project that I never finish enough of it to post... 😭 But god I just love time travel so much, it's so juicy, there's such wide potential for both angst and comfort, fixing things and making them worse. Someday one of the many time travel fics rotting away on my computer will come to fruition... I swear it...
🍐 Is there anything in canon that you absolutely hate and love to fix in fics? A wrong choice made, a fuck-up in characterization, a misunderstanding never cleared up, a conversation never shown onscreen, etc…
Oof. Uh. Yeah... 😅 There's usually at least one of these in every fandom I get really into, and depending on what it is, I go back and forth on whether I subscribe to the "canon isn't real it can't hurt me" philosophy, where I just pretend it never happened, or the "canon is real but I came with a hammer" philosophy, where I acknowledge the event as canon but then explore whatever the problems are with it in my writing. Sometimes it just depends on the tone of the fic, too, haha. As a good example of this, I love Kanji from Persona 4, and depending on the fic, I'll either choose to explore the way he continues to reject his sexuality and the homophobia he suffers from the rest of the cast..... orrrr I'll just quietly sweep canon under the rug and write both him and the rest of the cast the way I think they should've been written to begin with. (I do the same with Naoto, lmao, he's my special little trans man)
🍈 Who’s your blorbo and what are some of your favorite headcanons/ideas about them that repeatedly show up in your fics? Free pass to rant about blorbo opinions.
I've ranted at GREAT length about my Minato headcanons before, so I'll just pick one I haven't really focused as much on which I've been thinking about more while playing Reload. My god Minato is so autistic and I love him so much. I basically always write him as having an extremely limited understanding of social cues, and, in an effort to make up for this, he kind of just defaults to being a passive yes-man since that's what's gotten him the least negative results in the past. This is how I understand him through the lens of his most criticized social links (such as Kenji, Kazushi, and Hidetoshi) where the "correct" answers tend to be just agreeing with people and letting them do as they please. The way I see it, he's just... so tired of trying to interact with people earnestly only to be misunderstood and accused of being an asshole just because he can't pick up on the silly little social dance that everyone expects him to know instinctively. It's only as he experiences his character development over the course of the year that he begins to hit his stride as a leader and therefore learns to step outside of his comfort zone a little and speak up for himself with the understanding that he might still be misunderstood sometimes and that's something he's willing to risk.
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so I finally got my new laptop yesterday! it's not new-new, it's an old one from my partner's work, but it was free and it works really well and I'm soooo happy with it 🥰
we're going to replace the SSD with a bigger one, add a second one (I need storage... I'm so glad it can fit two 😅), and upgrade the RAM, then it'll be perfect (for what I want to use it for - I have my old desktop PC for gaming, and my partner is upgrading his computer so if I want to play any newer games I can also use that. I'm going to try playing over Steam, I don't know if that'll work great over wifi but it's an option at least, haha)
it's insane how different of an experience this is compared to my old laptop. that one has an 11 inch screen, 4GB RAM, and is like 8 years old (a good, expensive 8 year old laptop might still be usable... but this was literally the cheapest one I could find at the time and it was already awful then). I never used the old one unless I really had to, it was so awful to use. having a 15 inch screen is so much better. I can actually see things, and have multiple windows open at the same time! and things just load! it's so fast!! I love it.
now I don't have any excuses why I can't write my stupid thesis 😬😬😬 which. I really need to do. I only have 5 months left until I need to be done, completely, so I basically only have 3 months to actually write it. which is definitely enough. if your brain and body actually work right...
#even my desktop computer only has 12GB of RAM so having 16 seems excessive to me. but since it's cheap and we're already opening it up... 🤷#I'll only have 3TB of storage though so my PC will still be used for all my 🏴☠️ stuff 😅#but that's kinda nice actually. now that's mostly just for storage and streaming the things in my library#it was kind of annoying when I'd want to use it for anything else while it was downloading stuff lol#anyway I'm just really happy about this#I might have to get a skin or something for it. it looks very very boring. plus it's almost the exact same model as my partner's work laptop#so it would get confusing lol#personal
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Sorry if I sent it again to you, my wifi sucks and I'm not sure if it was sent or not
Untraumatized hunter would have both of their parents alive and both of his siblings with him
Can speak fluent Spanish, and has connection with their culture (they are cuban btw)
Isn't really good at school but tries their best
is a jock, still popular in school
Plays as drummer in her brother's band, his name is Danny
Doodle in their free time and take online Courses
Met Robin in highschool and immediately hit it off, Hun's family approved the message
Graduated with an okay GPA
Works as an art teacher in kindergarten and a freelancer animator for online series in her free time
Her and Robin gets married and have 2 kids
Still Isn't as much of a religious but at least has an okay relationship with church, likes to attend ceremony on Sundays and catches up with Sydney
Still charismatic and quite flirty but nothing serious
Has low alcohol tolerance, doesn't do drugs
Still likes to get rowdy but at least doesn't get into so much troubles
Still struggles with a good sleep schedule but hey at least Robin is here to remind her to take a break
Doesn't fucking meet bailey 💀
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I got the post! I just haven't been able to respond to it till now! No worries! ❤️
haha, isn't it fun when parents don't die? *punches wall*
CAN HUN STILL SPEAK SPANISH? That's so hot- er, attractive? Respectfully, respectfully- hhibjb they would have just been a happy charming goober that gets the sweetest widdle thing as a spouse. 😭
NOT MEETING BAILEY IS SUCH A MKGJVHV MISTER, YOU ARE KILLING US HERE. LET US BE HAPPY, NO BAILEY AGENDA (sorry all simps, you can have him!!! 💕 He's attractive a red flag-)
#when so many issues would be solved if not orphaned#Man trauma messes ya up bad#They wouldn't be kidnapped by all these people if they had a family!#hunter the scandalous#dol pc#degrees of lewdity#dol#thatdodoanon#🦤 anon
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it's been a tiring week, I've had students cry in front of me, tell me how lonely they are, tell me they're convinced it's week 2 of the quarter and they're so far behind they're never gonna be able to catch up. And I think I've managed to help all of them get to people they need on campus to make things at least a little more manageable.
talking to disability services and getting accomodations is really scary when the culture you're raised in doesn't believe in disability or mental health at all, or consider it shameful to ask for help. getting food stamps comes with all sorts of ideological baggage. but fuck man, if you don't have to work two jobs and can get food stamps and use those 80 hours to study for your chem and bio classes, do it!!!!! no one has to know!!! so many things are protected and private and just waiting to make your life easier so you can do the important things, like studying to be a doctor
all the rich kids are taking the shortcuts and acting entitled to every accomodation and care and extra time and easier settings to Life. and brown kid culture is the opposite. self reliant, self sufficient, and sucking it up because you gotta be strong and avoid shame at all costs. that's gotta change.
i checked in with a bunch of students since talking to them, and they seem like they're getting their footing. it's not too late! it's never too late! you can fail your ochem class and do really bad in your other ochem classes and still end up going to get a PhD in a chemistry that is half built on organic chemistry. It's possible!
You only know it's worth it if you try. And if you give up at the start, you'll never know what you're missing out on--or discover what you don't like.
There are a lot of facets to being a doctor. Do you want to be a doctor, or do you just want a career that has face to face time with people? do you wanna be a doctor or do you want to take samples and analyze them and find out what's wrong with someone? do you wanna be a doctor or do you want to study disease? do you wanna be a doctor or do you want to revolutionize healthcare or expand access to programs?
every individual has a different answer and only you can find out for yourself if this chem class is gonna get you one step closer to chasing what you really wanna do.
The only thing that can truly truly stop you is giving up before you begin.
It's not gonna be easy! I worked two jobs and discovered all sorts of health stuff in college and was often miserable and certainly wasn't the smartest person in the room like, ever. It was really hard. But I did it. I clawed my way into accessing the things I needed to make it Doable.
There are two students I have who have already said, joking through their tears of frustration: "idk what to do, I guess I might as well drop out! haha!"
And I'm not kidding, but that's a fucking death sentence right there. Joking about that shit and getting so emotional and flippant puts the idea solidly in your head as a possibility.
When I have students who make comments like that, I know I might as well just walk away! because I know when I try to help them, even if I offer to do everything for them to get their problem solved -- wifi chip in her computer is busted so she can't do the online homework. guess what I have resources to get free computer loans on campus, and there are computer labs in the 24/7 library that are NEVER used, and I have SOLUTIONS as well as sympathy...
I know when a student says something shitty about themselves like that, they will REFUSE any and all help.
They are convinced they're hopeless and helpless. So therefore it's not worth helping them, because Nothing Can Fix This.
Guess what? It would be a lot less work to help you than some of the other students who are even further behind! and I am still trying to help regardless! but nope pessimism and self sabotage disguised as irony and humor have cut out the Rational part of the brain....they've decided theyrr done for.
You know that when you get upset, your brain gets flooded with hormones that make it difficult to think analytically?
it's really clear from the outside, lemme tell you.
I worry for my students, but I think the vast majority of them are gonna be good, and I am really happy. These are the parts of teaching I love the most. de Broglie equation and bullshit aside, sharing my fuck ups and experiences and knowledge and SEEING students enroll in the free tutoring, or knowing they reached out to therapists, or knowing they joined an org I recommended, is really worthwhile and special
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Video Surveillance Log #110809112
Log Transcription Begins:
View: Exterior Of Former O5-12 "Adam" retirement lodging, located [███████,██], at 11:██pm, View switches to the lodgings exterior barn. Where Former O5-12 is seen teaching a young man to work on cleaning the barn. The cameras detect anomalous interference, easily traceable and is quickly cleaned up, after 50 to 60 seconds of footage, the shot slowly starts to distort with static, however the view of former O5-12 "Adam" and the young man remain in focus as The former Overseer seems to be reprimanding the young man. The last frame visibly uncorrupted is the Former Overseer swinging his cane at the young man before the footage is ruined with static.
Several motion sensors picked up activity in the woods surrounding the house leading west. After approximately two hours a anomalous fluctuation is detected some miles away from the property, The young man in question was Alexander Quinn Silendit, a known Member of the Bright Family. Rumours State that Former O5-12 "Adam" took in Alexander as a means to reconnect with his Fatherly side. There were rumours that things were not as the former Overseer stated, but these rumours were never investigated until after the former Overseers unexpected demise. Alexander Silendit has been classed as a Possible Keter and id on the loose with unknown anomalous capabilities. If any reports involving static come through, please alert your site director and a mtf squad will be sent to investigate. Repeat, Alex Silendit is Loose and has Unknown Capabilities, if spotted in plain clothes do not engage. Report immediately and Back up will be on its way. Trackers were implanted, however any and all attempts to establish a signal lead straight to the point where the source of the anomalous field emenated from. Location: Unknown.
Adventure Log Entry #Who cares. Im free.
Uhhhhh so, I have no idea where I am, All I have is the clothes on my back, and AND I have his shitty cane. Sweet. Cool, where did this neighbourhood come from and how did I get here? Are any of these h- Oh sh-
Ad- Oh fuck that Dear Diary, its been two days, and whatever those things were, no im seein things obviously, ok cool a cul de sac, a nice little area, lets try one of these doors.
Diary Log #7 Wow there really aint shit around here is there? However I did find a house that was condemned for a bee infestation. That was wild. Thought I was goin crazy because it sounded like the wildest frat party Id heard ever. So thats a thing. Gonna try talking to the house and seeing what happens.
Diary Log #13 So... Ive made friends. With the bees. Thats a thing. Only took oh sixteen stings, two offerings of apples that I found. And literally trying to static every piece of workable technology to match the swell of the buzzing to make a point. But! They at least respect me now. And will occasionally sting intruders to the cul-de-sac. I think this... this is home now.
Diary log #32 Well. I managed to get A. ONE conputer monitor. Ive managed to hook it to an empty ethernet port. Ive never... really tried to connect to anything before. I wonder how hard that is. Could I... Become my own wifi router. I know I can type and click but... Can I really force the signal into the wider world. Where is the wider world? Right thats too many existential thoughts. Just focus on the task at hand and you will succeed. Thats what the old man said right. Right?
Diary Log #69 Haha Nice. Anyways promising results finally. Got my first memes to come through which means. Im home free. I can finally stop using this. Probably wont though. Its like saying hi to myself. From the past. I miss people.
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>wakes up
>opens tumblr
>sees @arafinweanappreciation tagging me in her post
>shuts tumblr
>panics
So, tag game!!
Relationship status: single haha what's the thing with people being in relationships weird as hell *sweats nervously*
Favourite color(s): i'll go with dark green and gold
Favorite food: avocado toast with boiled egg
Song stuck in my head: Bitter Water by Oh Hellos
Last thing I googled: "someone explain anarchy to me"
Time: 11:33 am
Dream trip: i don't have one but visiting Lviv and Kyiv and other Ukrainian cities once the peace returns sounds nice
Last thing I read: "Chosen by the stars" by Sircantus on ao3
Last book I enjoyed reading: the book of Genesis if you want a boring answer and "Life is a Dream" by Pedro Calderon de la Barca if you don't (that play is so good please someone ramble about it with me)
Last book I hated reading: ugh, probably "Assasin's Quest" because half the time i just. wanted to throw hands with characters so bad
Favorite thing to cook/bake: hmm, I'll probably go with tarte tatin even though I haven't baked it for ages
Favorite craft to do in my free time: writing and embroidery!!!
Most niche dislike: (having no idea what niche means) chores.
Opinion on circuses: straight Angry Feanor mode on animal ones, neutral/mostly positive on "human" ones
Do I have any sense of direction: yes if I was in the place at least once. i'm a Human GPS (holds my phone with google maps open and trying to catch the wifi) nothing to see here officer
Tags: @darkdrms @outofangband @largelylurking @queenlucythevaliant @redwinterroses - *shies away* like op said, you don't have to participate if you don't want to (i know it's not 10 tags but i don't know a lot of people)
#to say i panicked would be an understatement of century#seriously tho. someone ramble with me about life is a dream and anarchy#/my circus my monkeys
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Hi val! Got a request, it's okay if you don't wanna write it, but can you write about peter telling the reader he's going on a huge mission and he's excited about it but the reader is so worried they end up arguing? But when peter gets back from mission all bruised, the reader is still upset but dresses his wound anyway and it ends up with fluff??
abort mission
w/c: 2.4k
warnings: mentions of blood, swearing, and angst
a/n: woah woah woah i ended up writing way more than i expected but i loved this request so much :,) i hope you do too
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“we’re staying in this, like, super fancy castle while we’re there. it’s gonna be awesome,” peter rambles to you. he takes all the clean shirts in his drawer and throws them into a suitcase.
he’s packing for a mission in europe with the avengers, and you’re here to say goodbye. you’ve been pretty quiet while peter gives you as many details as he’s allowed to. it’s always an honor when the team invites him on. he gets so stoked about it. you’re happy he’s happy and gets to pursue his passion, but you’ve noticed a pattern.
every time peter leaves the country with earth’s mightiest heroes, he comes back in worse condition than the last. it seems like they protect everyone except peter. he’s oblivious to the fact that the end result is always his suffering. he’s just glad to be there. really, he gets nothing in return except scars that never heal, not even a permanent spot on the team. 
so, you’re not thrilled he agreed to go.
“plus, i get to miss two weeks of school.” peter beams, getting onto his knees to zip the suitcase. “feels like a vacation almost.” “you like school, though,” you remind him. you’re sat at the edge of his bed while you watch, rather than help. he hops up again with a shrug. “i like vacations more.” “it’s not a vacation,” you mutter to yourself, then speak up.
“how are you gonna catch up? that’s a lot of missing assignments.” with that same innocent smile, peter walks over to you. he grabs both your hands and laces your fingers together. “i’m a fast learner. besides, ned said he’d help me.” you sigh, looking down at the floor so you don’t have to look at peter. “or, you could. make it into a little study date when i get back,” he suggests while playing with your fingers.
“i don’t even want you to go,” you finally admit and meet his sparkling eyes. nothing could ever dull them. “why not? you’re gonna miss me?” peter teases, pressing a couple of kisses to your palm. “you don’t have to. i’m pretty sure france has wifi.” he wiggles his eyebrows. “oui oui, mademoiselle, eh?” despite yourself, you giggle at his french accent and tug on his hands. he sits down next to you with a chuckle.
“nat has been giving me lessons,” peter explains, you quirking an eyebrow. “she speaks french?” “she speaks a lot of languages, actually. she’s so cool.” peter scoots closer to you and sets his hands on your waist, his voice dropping. “you’d love her.” your face twists up in confusion at the idea.
you don’t have anything against the avengers, obviously. they’re good people. you’re just not the biggest fan of them at the moment, considering the circumstances they’ve put peter under.
“peter, i don’t want you to go,” you repeat more seriously than before. your teeth sink into your lower lip. “and, it’s not because i’ll miss you.” “none taken,” peter jokes, implying there should’ve been a no offense. he then realizes how distressed you look, so he cuts it out. “sorry, sorry. i’m done now. how come?”
you take his hand again and hold it tight. “what if you get hurt?” you ask in the nicest way possible, out of care. “i don’t wanna see you hurting, pete. this mission sounds really... dangerous.” he runs his thumb over the back of your hand, his grin faltering a bit. “it is, but i’m ready for it. i’ll be fine.”
you’re not convinced yet. that line he likes to overuse isn’t enough to do the trick.
his eyes searching for yours, peter brushes a piece of your hair back. “have a little faith in me, babe.” “no, i... i do. i have the most faith in you, peter.” you find yourself frowning as he twirls your locks around his finger. “that’s not the problem.” peter’s voice becomes a whisper. “what is it, then? talk to me.”
you do the opposite because you’re afraid you’ll upset him further, which is the last thing he needs right now. your silence prompts peter to fill it. “would it make you feel better if i say mr. stark is keeping an eye on me?” he’s smiling sheepishly, you scoffing. “oh, like he kept an eye on you in amsterdam?”
the only eye related activity that happened there was peter almost losing one of his. he’d come back with an eyepatch and couldn’t see out of it for over a month. to this day, there’s still a bit of blood in it when you look close enough.
“i already told you, that was my fault,” peter grumbles, turning so he faces forward. “i didn’t listen to him-“ “who gives a shit? he’s the one who put you in that situation!” you blurt out. you’ve been way too patient this whole time, and now you’re reaching your breaking point. “you say that like i didn’t wanna be there.” peter clenches his jaw, still mostly calm.
“either way, mr. stark,” you mock what peter always calls him, “was supposed to keep you safe, and he didn’t. i’m scared it’s gonna happen again.” letting out a noise close to a growl, peter stands up from the bed. “you’re not listening to me, y/n. everything was fine. i just-“ you’re not in the mood to hear him make excuses, so you interrupt.
“do you know any other sixteen year olds who fight literal terrorists on their free time?” you rhetorically ask and get to your own feet. peter tries to walk away from you, only you follow him. “you’re a kid, peter, in case you forgot.” he spins around to give you a nasty look. “do you know any other sixteen year olds who stick to fucking walls?”
your heart starts to race from his sudden outburst. he’s scary when he’s mad, and he almost never gets mad at you. all you can do is blink dumbly. “didn’t think so,” peter spits. “this is what i’m supposed to do, help people. is that so wrong?” his breathing becomes ragged as his anger grows.
“what about you? are you helping yourself?” you speak softly, expecting an answer this time. “you’re not my fucking therapist, y/n,” he deflects the question. “i am your girlfriend, though. i care about you so much, you know that.” eyebrows furrowed in concern, you reach out for peter. he takes a step back. it doesn’t take long for tears to cloud your vision.
“i was excited to share this with you, and i thought you’d be happy for me.” peter balls his hands into fists at his sides. his voice stays low. “instead, you made it all about yourself. you can never let me enjoy team stuff.” you’re speechless, peter nodding as he lets his words sit. “thanks for the support.”
“you’re an asshole,” you laugh out bitterly and wipe under your eyes.
he didn’t mean to make you cry. he was so caught up in himself, he didn’t realize you were.
peter’s whole demeanor changes. “y/n, baby...” he attempts to put a hand on your cheek, but you hit it away. “get off of me. what did i just say?” you sniffle, your tone harsh in contrast. “you’re an asshole, peter.” he changes his mind about feeling bad. you’ve berated him way more than he did you, anyway.
“you should go. i have to be up early,” peter decides, even though he’d said you could stay the night. whatever, you don’t want to anymore. “fine,” you agree shortly. “i’m leaving.” he stands there while you collect your things, shoving them into your bag. you’re going slow enough so he has a chance to stop you. he doesn’t.
you pass by him on your way to his door, sucking in a breath. here’s your official goodbye. “see you later, peter. don’t die.” “mhm, i won’t,” he replies, his tongue poking at his cheek. with one more shared look between you two, you make your grand exit, no doubt informing may of her nephew’s behavior before you’re gone.
peter immediately regrets the way he talked to you, and that you’re leaving things like this. you were only trying to protect him. you’ll never be able to save the city like he does, so this is how you do it. he truly is an asshole for not seeing that.
frustration consuming him, peter kicks over his fully stuffed suitcase, its contents spilling out. he grits his teeth.
“fan-fucking-tastic.”
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you don’t talk to peter the whole two weeks he’s gone except for some are you alive and yes texts. he’d called you quite a few times, and was sent to voicemail for all of them. he gave you the benefit of the doubt because of timezones.
it was actually because you declined, which peter knew deep down was the real reason.
he’s coming home from his mission today. you’re not sure when or if he plans on dropping by. you’re not sure you’d like him to, either. you don’t really get a choice in the end.
there’s a series of knocks at your window, at some ungodly time in the night. you’re all too familiar with this routine. it’s peter.
you slip out from under your covers, a scowl already painting your face as you go to the window. surely enough, peter is perched in front of it, clad in red and black. the suit must be new because you’ve never seen it. you push up the window and step aside so he can get through.
“thanks,” peter mumbles, climbing into your room less gracefully than usual. he’s sort of wobbly when he lands. “yeah,” you dully acknowledge. “how was france?” “uh, good. you know, lots of cheese and all that.” his voice is muffled from his mask, since he hasn’t taken it off yet. that’s odd. “i was talking about the mission, but cool,” you almost laugh back.
“the mission was... fine,” peter clarifies and scratches the back of his neck. he never describes something as simply being ‘fine.’ when the boy talks, he lectures. you’re starting to get worried. “that’s good. at least you didn’t die, right?” you say to lighten the mood. peter awkwardly chuckles. “haha, yeah. thank god for that.”
you hum and walk over to sit on your bed, peter staying where he is. “what time did you get back?” you wonder, a completely harmless question. “um, this morning,” he says in response, raising your suspicions. “why’re you still in the suit, then?” you squint at him. “i like it, by the way.” “thanks, y/n/n. i, uh,” peter trails off, no good explanations coming to mind.
you’re quickly developing a hunch for what what down. you wordlessly get up again, meeting peter by your window. he’s nervous to see what happens next. peter’s shoulders slump when your fingers land on his mask. you carefully lift it, revealing his face to you. his banged up, bloody face.
“surprise.” peter musters up a grin, you tossing the mask at his chest. you’re beyond angry now. it’s not at him, athough it is at his injuries. “please don’t be mad,” he nearly begs, you shaking your head. you go to leave your room for some space. peter’s fingers wrap around your wrist, pulling you back. “i should’ve listened to you, okay? i’m sorry,” he genuinely apologizes.
you still don’t say anything while you look over his beaten body. there’s a gash with stitches in it on his chin, a deep slice across the bridge of his nose, cuts littering his cheeks. he’s even got a busted lip for good measure. this might be the worst condition he’s let you see him in.
“you were right, y/n. i think... i think i’m gonna sit the next one out. it’s too much for me, clearly,” peter continues, fingers sliding down to lock with yours. “you should say you told me so.” “how... how did this happen?” you manage to get out instead. “the bad guy fought me,” he says with the hint of a smirk. “i won, though.”
it’s a relief that he’s handling this so well, even earning a laugh from you. that puts you more at ease.
“this is probably a dumb question, but are you okay?” you brush your thumb over peter’s cheekbone gently, avoiding his scratches. “not really. my face hurts a lot, and flash is gonna tease the hell out of me on monday.” his lips form a line, arms looping around your waist. it’s very much welcomed by you.
“you just spent two weeks trying not to die, and you’re worried about flash?” you snicker and draw a heart on his skin. peter shrugs a shoulder. “he’s so mean to me.” he brings you in closer to him. “besides, this is the normal kid stuff i should be focusing on.” you’re glad he finally came to terms with that. you’ve been saying it for the longest time.
you smile wickedly at him. “exactly. so is all that homework you have to make up.” peter lets out a breathy laugh, you laying your head on his chest. “i missed you,” he tells you quietly. “really wish i could kiss you right now.” “i missed you too, pete. so much,” you murmur into him. your hands settle on his biceps. “and, i forgive you.” “thanks, baby,” peter exhales.
“of course. once your lips are healed,” you pull back from his chest, making a kissing noise. “pucker up, lover- oh my god.” you’re looking up at him with wild eyes. peter gets reasonably startled from it. “what? what’s wrong?” “you... you’re bleeding!” you point at his stitches. he winces, touching the spot. there’s blood, alright.
“crap. do you have a bandaid or something?” peter gives you an apologetic smile. “mr. stark said i should cover them when this happens.” maybe, tony isn’t so bad after all. you nod and take him by his hand. “yeah, in the bathroom. come with me.”
peter sits on the edge of your bathtub while you patch up his chin. he tells you more about the fun parts of his mission, you placing the cinderella bandaid over his gash. you have those from a while ago and also regular ones. however, he preferred the princess design.
“you saw the real mona lisa? like, in person? that’s insane.” you grin, smoothing down peter’s bandaid one last time. “yeah, she’s even prettier up close.” peter returns the smile. “thanks for taking care of me, y/n. i swear i don’t deserve you sometimes.” now pouting at him, you crouch down so you’re at his level. “it’s the other way around, peter.”
“let’s just agree to disagree,” he concludes and tucks a stray hair behind your ear. “i love you, okay?” “i love you, too.” you press a light kiss to his bandaid, getting a giggle from peter.
yeah, it’s going to be hell finding replacements for his lips.
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Challenge and Hobbies
Note:
Set during ATEEZ’s quarantine period
all indented braced words are chat messages sent by the fans to avoid confusion haha!
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(During Yunho’s VLIVE)
[Do you talk with the other members while on quarantine? Who is the most talkative nowadays?]
Yunho read out a comment and pondered for a bit before answering “We do talk a lot in our group chat if that’s what you’re asking. As to who is most talkative...I think Seonghwa-hyung, Wooyoung, and San are the most active. The rest of us just talk as usual.”
[We haven’t heard from our Minyoung since your quarantine started. How is she?]
“Minyoung? She’s fine. She also doesn’t reply much these days to us.” Yunho said laughing “I think she’s been sleeping a lot lately. We think it’s the first time in a while she actually could sleep this much, although I heard that she’s been planning on going live soon too and hang out with ATINY.”
“Before our quarantine, Hongjoong-hyung, Minyoungie, and I filmed our CF with Pepsi. Have you all seen it yet?”
(During Wooyoung's VLIVE)
[Everyone had their lives except Hongjoong and Minyoung (excluding San and Mingi), do you know if they will also go live?]
"Hongjoong-hyung is planning to go sometime this week. I'm not sure with Minyoungie. She's been really quiet right?" Wooyoung laughs remembering how there were a lot of posts asking for the whereabouts of Minyoung and where did they keep her locked up.
"Oh but don't worry about our members. We're all doing well despite being in quarantine. We all want to meet ATINY together soon too."
[Can you please send Minyoung our message asking her to breathe on any of your accounts? When you were all packed with schedule, she posts something every day but now that you have free time, she hasn't been seen since.]
"Breathe? Ah!" Wooyoung laughed, almost wheezing when he read the comment. "She has been really inactive right? Oh! I can tell one update about her. She's been making these for us." He holds up his bracelets that Minyoung made for everyone in ATEEZ and their managers. "During our videocall last time with the members, she was busy making one for everyone. She also plans to give it to the groups from Kingdom. Don't worry about her! She's fine and still energetic!"
(During Jongho's VLIVE)
[Jongho can you please update us too about Minyoung?]
"Youngie? Why? Ahh because she hasn't posted? I'll tell her that everyone misses her." Jongho raised a thumbs up towards the camera.
"She's doing okay. I'm not sure if I'm allowed to say anything other than that." Jongho laughs before continuing "She'll more likely to go live soon! I'll tell her about your request!"
(During Hongjoong's VLIVE)
[Everyone but Park Minyoung has been accounted for. We demand to know her status 😭😂]
[Is Minyoung stuck in the Pirate Universe? Is that why she isn't updating?]
[Did Minyoung finally got arrested for the chaos she cause during Kingdom? haha! 😂 ]
[Guys it's probably the WiFi that's keeping her from us lol ]
Hongjoong laughed as he read through the comments on his live. Usually it would have been rude to talk about other members when it's a solo live but this apparently has been a running joke with ATINY ever since they started quarantine and Minyoung's apparent disappearance from their social media accounts.
"We didn't lock up Minyoung, everyone. She's as free as we are and yes, she has WiFi in her room." Hongjoong laughed as another set of comments with speculations poking fun at the situation
"I'll also pass along your concerns to her and maybe drag her out of her cave." Hongjoong chuckled as he moved on to another topic.
( During Yeosang's VLIVE)
[Please challenge Minyoung next!]
[Minyoung, we challenge you to go Live at least once within the week!]
Yeosang laughed at the comments. He was already aware as everyone has been exchanging stories during their individual lives that Minyoung is always getting brought up by the chat.
"Should we challenge Minyoung for the Sexy Back Challenge?" Yeosang asked trying to check chat's reaction and laughed when everyone was supporting the idea.
"Alright. Our Bunny, I challenge you to dance to Sexy Back. ATINY has been asking about you a lot so it's about time you go out of the cave." Yeosang grinned and chuckled to himself when he saw their group chat light up with a new message from Minyoung.
[Minyoung: Game on!]
Yeosang smiled mysteriously at the screen opting to keep it a secret that Minyoung was watching the live and she accepted the challenge.
(During the Group Live via Zoom Call)
[ATEEZ MINYOUNG has joined the call]
"Youngie! You're late!" Jongho greeted her as soon as she joins the call in the middle of the live and causing a flood of chat from the viewers that they could finally see Minyoung after over a week of radio silence from the girl.
"Sorry sorry. I fell asleep!" Minyoung used the camera as a mirror and tried to fix her hair. She wasn't wearing any makeup and she decided to pull her long brown and blonde hair up into a ponytail before greeting the viewers "Hello everyone! I'm sorry I was late. Uh..the signal is bad where I am." which prompted loud laughter from the members as she alluded to both her disappearance from social media and her current background which is a cave.
"Have you eaten, Young-ah?" Seonghwa asked as he tried to peer at her image on the screen
"Not yet oppa. I really just woke up from my nap a few minutes ago." Minyoung answered and looked as if she was setting up for a meal.
"Minyoung, you should probably explain why you weren't updating." Wooyoung grinned already knowing the reason, but he figured ATINY would be curious about it.
Minyoung pouted. "Are they saying that on chat?" She tried squinting at the screen reading some of the chat the flew quickly "Ahh. I was asleep most of the time?" She laughed awkwardly as she really did spend her quarantine eating and sleeping during the first few days. Then she got busy with bead accessory making then she started to paint some pieces.
"She was the sleeping beauty. It was even hard for us to contact her during the first few days. We only hear about her through our managers." Yunho explained and finished with laughter.
"I didn’t know we’d be calling each other that time and I really didn’t realize that my phone was ringing!” she exclaimed pouting bit as she waved her hand around “Oh and I couldn't go on a solo live because I broke my glasses. Even now, it’s hard to read through chat so I apologize in advance if I don’t interact as much." Minyoung added to her defense "I won't be able to read chat even if I went on."
"Did you still not get the replacement, Bun?" Hongjoong asked as he seemed to remember their manager saying it'll take around a week before her glasses arrive.
"Mhm. Not yet but it might arrive tomorrow so I can finally see again." Minyoung answered before taking a mouthful of her food.
"Everyone is saying you need to do Yeosang-hyung's challenge and update our account with the rest of the Kingdom photos." Jongho read the chat outloud for Minyoung
"Oh right! I forgot about the photos. I'll do that! As for the challenge, I'll do it on live next time. Once I get my glasses, I'm going on live the same day no matter what time." Minyoung promised staring at the screen.
“Minyoung-ah, keep it within boundaries of broadcast.” Wooyoung joked earning laughter from Yeosang and Yunho while a gasp was heard from Hongjoong, Seonghwa, and Jongho.
“Oppa! You make it sound like I’ll be doing something indecent. I can’t say for sure, but I at least know it’ll be on par with Yeosang-oppa’s.” Minyoung laughed as she shook her head a bit while she stuffs her cheeks full of food.
“You’re telling me our bunny is going to be doing that Sexy Back Challenge?” Yunho asked laughing as he pointed at the screen hinting at the two eldest members “and you’re also telling me they haven’t freaked out about this yet?”
“Yeah. ATINY was requesting for her and who am I to block their request, especially when it’s doable.” Yeosang shrugged “but I sure am looking forward to what you’ll do, Young-ah.”
“Minyoung-ah-“Seonghwa started only to be interrupted by Minyoung laughing “Don’t worry oppa! I won’t have a repeat of the performance evaluation dance. I mean even San-oppa and Wooyoung-oppa said that it was too much, so I’ll keep it below that standard.”
“That doesn’t make me any more reassured though.” Seonghwa sighed lightly making the 99z laugh
“I mean, who would expect you to suddenly dance to <Paradise Lost>? Even I was thrown aback that time.” Wooyoung laughed at the memory “The funny thing is though even our dance teacher was surprised you chose that song!”
“It was totally unexpected because she’s all bubbly and bouncy usually and then she chose that song. I head the teacher warned her after about it.” Yunho added as he took a huge bite of his meal
“I was scolded. They said I should choose songs appropriate for my age.” Minyoung said in between her bites which made her look like a hamster with cheeks stuffed. “but they said to prepare a female artist song and I thought I could probably show more range if I chose a sexy song instead of the bright songs.”
“Is that why you suddenly changed all your songs to be boygroup songs?” Yeosang asked
With a light nod, she answered “Mhm! Well part of it and I just really like the choreographies, so I tried learning them. Last time I was trying to learn Jessi-sunbaenim’s Nunu Nana. It’s not about whether it was a girl group or boy group dance. If I find the song interesting, then I try to learn the song.”
Hongjoong laughed watching the exchange “Still, to think you would choose a song that bold and you were like around 15? Everyone was just shocked to see you do that.”
Minyoung shrugged “They were the ones who told me to choose a feminine song.”
Wooyoung chuckled nodding, “I don’t think that’s what they meant though.”
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ATEEZ Minyoung Masterlist
Disclaimer: This is just a work of fiction. Any portrayal of real people is a combination based on what we could see on cameras and imagination of the author. This is purely fan fiction written for entertainment. Thank you for understanding.
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Writing Beary Corner
I had this sitting in my drafts for so long haha! I wrote it while they were in quarantine and was updating it but stuff happened and I only just got around to formatting it.
Again, stuff would look weird as my computer had to be sent back for repairs. It might be about time I look into buying a new one (after I save up some more haha) 😂
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Lost in Rome
hello, friends! Ever since "La Vita Dolce," I've wanted to write something else involving Italy and at least one Italian phrase, and so this lil story was born! Hope you all enjoy!
Ship: Tom Holland x Reader
Word Count: 1488
Warnings: mentions of drinking, vv slight language
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You had been walking around Rome for what felt like an eternity.
(It had only been like 30 minutes)
You knew the bar was right near Piazza Navona, but you'd only been to that part of the city one other time, having been staying south on the other side of the river in Trastevere.
You felt embarrassed knowing you were dragging your friends around the city without much of a guide, but you were too stubborn to admit that you were actually lost.
"Maybe we should've gone to Bar San Calisto again. It was cheap and close but noooo. I just had to look up a 'best bars in Rome' list" you thought as you continued to trudge on.
Not only were you lost, but you also didn't have the ability to look up where you were going, since you'd decided to go cheap and not buy an international plan or a vpn, choosing to only using wifi so you'd "stay in the moment."
That moment seemed stupid now that every marble wall and cobblestone street started to meld together in your brain as it continued to darken.
A trip to Rome was something you'd been wanting to do for years, so when your university offered up the chance to go study abroad for 4 weeks, you immediately began scrounging up the funds to go, even scoring a scholarship based on the fact that you'd taken Italian classes in school.
You'd only been there a week but thankfully had bonded with your roommate before even going, having struck up a conversation at the informational meeting the semester before. Since then, you had also bonded with those in the room next door, them sticking to you as their translator.
Finally, you couldn't take it anymore, stopping.
"Okay, look, guys. I'm really sorry but I literally have no idea where we are," you admitted, feeling guilty. Everyone else smiled.
"That's okay! This place is beautiful! I'm sure we'll find it eventually," your roommate, Olivia, said.
"Yeah. Didn't you say it was at Piazza Navona?" Aaron, one of your neighbors, asked. You nodded. "Well as long as we can find that, then we're basically there!"
After some wandering, your group found itself in the square in front of the Pantheon, which was a step in the right direction, but you were determined to actually find the right place.
There was a hotel right there, so you quickly stepped in to ask the desk worker to point you towards the Piazza, who explained that it was only a couple streets East of where you were.
Relieved, you and your friends quickly walked that way, breathing out a collective sigh when you walked into the giant open square, looking around at the familiar structures from the second day of class when you'd toured the area.
"Sooo... where's this bar?" Aaron's roommate Joseph asked.
You all circled the square from the inside and out a couple times, not seeing any signs with the name "Bar del Fico Roma" anywhere.
Dread started to wash over you as you realized the website must not have meant the bar was actually on the square, but was somewhere nearby. You felt stupid for not screenshotting the website page or, you know, actually looking it up first.
"Fine, that's it! I'm marching up to the next person I see and asking where this darn place is. We've made it this far!" you said, exasperated.
The first thing that caught your eye was a group of people who looked close to your age, talking in a small group. They were pretty well dressed, typical of a young Italian, so you immediately started over towards them, expecting them to be the most helpful in giving directions.
"Wait, y/n!" Olivia protested, but you ignored her, walking between a shorter boy and taller girl.
You couldn't help but sigh out the words as you started speaking, placing a light hand on the boy's arm.
“Scusa, potresti dirme dov’è la-"
"Excuse me, could you tell me where the-"
"Sorry! I don't speak Italian!" the boy answered in a British accent, turning to face you with hands in surrender.
You both seemed taken aback when your eyes met.
Tom Holland?
"Um, oh what was the word for sorry in Italian again?" the actor in front of you asked, looking to one of his many Spider-man costars around you. Before one could answer, you blurted out one for him.
"It's 'mi dispiace' or 'perdonami,' depending on how you want to say it," you started, realizing how stupid you probably sounded to be teaching a world famous actor Italian words after accidentally infiltrating his conversation.
However, Tom was more shocked by your American accent. Your eyes still widened as you realized what was actually going on.
"Oh my gosh, what am I saying, um. I- I'm so sorry. We're just trying to find this bar and got lost and-"
"Which bar?" he asked in return. You furrowed your brows and looked at him funny, wondering why he would care. He seemed to take notice. "It's just that, we're also headed to a bar and can't seem to find it, either."
You chuckled at the situation, baffled.
"Well, um, it's called 'Bar del Fico Roma.'"
Tom's eyes widened.
"Hey, that's where we're headed!" Jacob Batalon cut in, making you look at him and the rest of the actors in surprise. You could see your own friends shock from your peripheral.
"No way! Really?" Joseph said for you. The group nodded.
"I just got it pulled up on maps," Zendaya said, holding up her phone. Realization suddenly hit that she of all people was the one who you had been standing next to this whole time.
You and your friends all gasped incredulously, amazed at your luck after spending all that time lost.
"If you want, we can show you the way," Tom offered.
"What? No, no we couldn't impose like that," you began, knowing your friends were probably internally screaming at you.
"Oh come on," Tom responded. "We're all going to the same place anyways, not like we won't see you there. It's barely a five minute's walk."
"Seriously, y/n. Do you really want to go around asking more locals for help when we've got it right here?" Olivia asked, raising a good point.
"Alright, fine," you started, rolling your eyes. You turned back to Tom. "You know what they say, 'when in Rome.' Seriously, thank you. All of you. You're definitely saving our asses."
He chuckled as Zendaya began leading the way. Though the sun had set, lights throughout the roads and emanating from various shops lit the way.
Without meaning to, you fell into step with Tom, easily matching his gait as you crossed through the bustling piazza.
"So what brings you to Italy?" He asked. "You don't quite sound like a local."
"We're studying abroad through our university. Unfortunately for me, these goons keep following me 'cause I speak the language," you joked, causing Olivia to slap the back of her hand to your shoulder.
"Ah, I see. I was definitely confused when you went from Italian to American in an instant. Y/n, was it?"
"Yes! Yeah, that's me. And you're obviously Tom Holland."
"You better remember that later, he tends to forget his own name after a few drinks," Zendaya called back to you, causing the group to laugh.
"Hey! That was one time!" Tom defended himself. "Not my fault I was going through a breakup!"
He turned back to you.
"Don't listen to them. I'm quite fun to drink with. You should see for yourself."
"Is that some sort of offer..?" you questioned playfully, tucking your hair behind your ear.
"If everyone's alright with it, I figured you all would join us at the lounge. I'm more than happy to pay for a round or two," he winked.
The group was approaching the bar, and any anxiety you'd had about finding it finally quelled when you could see people outside laughing and drinking as they enjoyed the summer night.
"Hmm... I don't know..." you sing-songed, looking up at the sky.
"Dude are you crazy?" Aaron exclaimed, causing the others to argue in agreement with him.
"Okay, okay. Of course we would be happy to join you for a drink. Thank you."
Both groups cheered in approval.
"The only thing I ask in return is a little lesson in Italian and, if all goes well, a pretty lady's number at the end of the night," he said smoothly, giving you a look.
The others looked between you with wide eyes, surprised at his open flirting. You couldn't help but smile and blush before replying.
"I think that's something I can manage. Now come on, your first lesson will be in ordering drinks," you said, grabbing his hand to lead him in what was about to be the best night of his life.
And yours.
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A/N: Okay fun fact I thought up this concept immediately after publishing La Vita Dolce and just... never wrote it? The entire work was actually written around the one Italian phrase I used haha.
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Season’s Cummings
As part of the Citrus Dome Server Collab!!
Check out the other pieces here~
The Prompt:
The local news station hailed it as “the storm of the century,” and they weren’t wrong. You’ve watched the snow pile up beyond the window, building from a light dusting on the grass to literal knee-high drifts. And it shows no sign of stopping.
The place you’re stranded is stocked up on groceries, you’d charged every electronic device to your name, and you’d cranked the thermostat as high as it would go until the inevitable happens —
The power goes out.
So now you’re stuck indoors, with only a certain someone for company. The same someone you’ve been pining after for ages. Snow stacks up higher and higher outside. As the cold seeps in, and you both drift closer, you realize this was somehow the one thing you hadn’t thought to prepare for…
Pairings: Aged-up/Prohero Mineta Minoru/f!Reader
Tags: Uhh, it’s Mineta, senpai/kohai kink, generous amounts of drool, pretty vanilla sex, a little bit of feral sex, two horny gremlins mating, once again this is age-up Mineta
“Erm. Grape Juice-senpai, are you sure we’re prepared enough for this?” You eye the lounging prohero, also noting the growing pile of snow in front of the window behind him. Not only that, wind was howling outside and you could occasionally see the window frosting over. It was a bit frightening.
The Prohero Grape Juice, also known as Mineta Minoru, as well as your boss, waves a hand, looking far too lax for the situation. “Hehe, well. I know we’d be a bit snowed in, didn’t think it’d be so…much though.” He frowned and glanced behind himself, before turning back towards you with a leer. “But hey, if it gets too cold, we can just cuddle up for warmth!” His eyes glazed over and you’re pretty sure you see drool. When one of his hands starts to drift down his chest is when you abruptly turn around to smack your cheeks.
Okay, so sue you. You actually liked your lecherous and amorous-inclined boss. When you shyly admitted to your friends that you imagined fucking this bozo of a Prohero, they laughed at you. And if you were in their place, you’d do the same. But damn it, something about him did it for you. Or maybe you had a case of hero worship. He did save you after all. Though he might not remember it, you very much did. And ever since you joined his agency, you got to see sides of him that most others didn’t. After joining UA, you were told about how amazing Class 1A was, and you always felt so awed by them and their impact.
He wasn’t just a pervert and a flirt, he was also someone that wouldn’t hesitate to save others, like a real hero. And he was short, which was totally your type.
Taking a deep breath, you whirled back around to face your boss. Rather than pleasuring himself like his movements would have made you believe, he was on his phone, most likely checking his feed. You made your way to the snack corner. You had both come to this small town in search of some mid-tier villain that was trying to hit small businesses and then leave the city. Due to the fierce weather however, you and Grape Juice’s main priority was to check in to the surprisingly nice hotel you got to stay in for free. While it was worrying, you figured that the villain wouldn’t be able to go anywhere either. Especially now.
When you thought about the whole situation, the fact that you were both snowed in had to mean something.
This is my chance, you thought, securing your favorite brand of chips and a water bottle. For now, you would calm your hormones a bit and chill. Until the boss said so, you were still on company hours, which meant tracking and making sure you guys wouldn’t fail this mission. It’d be embarrassing and demoralizing to have lost to bad weather conditions. After all, Pro Hero Deku wouldn’t let the horrid, freezing weather stop him (for better or worse). If Grape Juice failed to capture such a mid-tier villain, it would tank his reputation, as well as yours.
You grabbed the remote, turned to the news and grabbed your phone. Not that you expected much from the latter. The wifi in this place could be better, and your data wasn’t faring well either.
“Oh hey, you’re actually doing something useful! See, hehe, this is why you’re my favorite sidekick.” Grape Juice rolled himself to the edge of his bed, looking oddly cute as he tugged his comforter with him to look like a grape burrito. “If you can, put a marker for our log in and-”
“Already done, senpai! Just getting the weather report for now. We’ll need to see if we’ll be able to patrol later on tonight.” This was good. When you guys were interacting like the professional heroes you were instead of friends after work, it became easier to actually look him in the eye without fantasizing about him between your legs. “Though truth be told, I’d rather not haha. It’s…going to be so cold.” You curled in on yourself just at the thought.
“Hmm.” When you looked up, you noticed Grape Juice was staring at you with narrowed, unreadable eyes, but then quickly switched his attention to the news report. Rather than analyze his weirdness, you also chose to focus on the news.
“…And we’re hearing that the snowstorm is going to worsen the more the night drags on. How upsetting for those out looking for some nice snow festivities.” Hmph, not surprising. Thankfully, you guys were staying at a pretty nice hotel, with room service and everything. “No, actually…We’re receiving word that this just may be the storm of the century, folks. With inches of snow piling up by the minutes.”
What? You furrowed your brow and looked out the window just in time to see the last bits of twilight disappear behind snow. “What?!” You leapt up from the bed and went to the window. You swore you could hear the window itself creaking from the amount of snow piled onto it. Which was a horrifying thought, because… because you and Grape Juice were on the third floor. This could not be happening.
“Well,” Grape Juice pushed himself up on his knees. You tried not to notice how he only came up to your collarbone because of that. You couldn’t help but notice all the cute things about him. And Grape Juice outside of his ridiculous hero costume was really, really cute. He had the style, the smug swagger, and the sexual intensity of a horny, touch-starved gremlin. And you would deliver the touch he so desperately wanted. “At least we’re good here! Heh, can’t say the same for that villain though. Probably shaking in their boots. Literally!”
You let his bravado wash over you, slumping your shoulders in relief. “To be real with you, I’m also shaking in my boots. But from the cold! Ya know?” You gave him a nervous smile and skipped back to your bed. “I’m surprised you’re okay with wearing just a t-shirt and shorts right now.”
“It’s because I’m a Pro!” He threw the comforter off of himself and proudly thrust his arms out. “And I’m your boss. What kind of example would I be setting if I was heavily decked out in winter gear?”
“A responsible one..?” You stared at him in confusion, and went back to eating your snacks. “I mean, you’re not like Shouto.” Fuck, he might take that the wrong way. “N-not that I mean any disrespect, senpai!” Grape Juice flinched and then shuddered. And you, you frowned. Had your comment stung that badly? You didn’t really care about the top three Heroes in all honesty. Nothing against them, but nothing from their flashy quirks and intense personalities really appealed to you.
You turned away from him and adjusted the sleeve of your winter sweater. You could hear him falling back onto his bed. Should you apologize? Or just go back to eating your chips and pretending this moment never happened? Ah, screw this.
Your butt met the edge of your bed, and you turned your attention back to the news.
“And that’s not all! We’re hearing that this snowstorm won’t be receding any time soon. How horrifying, haha!” Who on earth laughs at such an abysmal scenario?? You reached around your bed and grabbed your phone. Even though it was fully charged, you couldn’t help but be dismayed at the shitty reception. You huffed, and then turned your ire towards the newscaster. “We hope everyone has been stocking up on resources, because it seems like-” But whatever the newscaster had been going to say was interrupted by the power going out. The loud thrum of the power outage made you pause. And then you jumped up. From somewhere on your left, you heard Grape Juice do the same.
“Ah…well then.” He let out a nervous chuckle, and then a muffled curse.
“Senpai? Are you okay?!” You heard him let out a grunt, and then suddenly he was touching you. Or your arms, more specifically. Your breath hitched, and you hoped he didn’t notice.
“Yep! The Prohero Grape Juice can handle the dark.” His hands slipped from your arms to hold onto your hands. “If anything, I should be asking if you’re okay!”
You smiled. “I’m perfectly fine, senpai. But um, what are we going to do now?” His hand clenched down on yours, and you swore you could see something dark cross over his eyes, before he abruptly turned away from you.
“Can’t do it,” You heard him mutter, and your smile fell away.
“Mm? Can’t do what, senpai?” You moved to stand in front of him again, tilting your head this way and that, but you couldn’t catch his eyes. “You know, if there’s a-anything you want from me, just ask! I’ll be happy to provide.” You reached out a hand again to at least provide some physical comfort, but he jumped out of the way before you could.
“Anything, huh?” He finally met your eyes, and you blinked at the sheer intensity in his gaze. “You shouldn’t say stuff like that. Don’t you know that a guy like me enjoys it a bit too much?!”
Silence.
Well, partial silence. You could still hear the wind howling outside. But you were more focused on dissecting what you just heard. He liked it when you called him senpai? This whole time…
You licked your lips. “What if,” There’s no going back now. “What if I also like you, senpai?”
Of all the reactions you were expecting, him glaring wasn’t one of them. “You shouldn’t joke about that kind of stuff. I get it, I’m a lame Pro, but I still have feelings!”
“I do like you like though?” Fuck, you hadn’t meant to phrase it as a question. So you pushed forward. “I mean it! You’re the one I looked up to whenever I would hear about your class! And it’s your agency I wanted to join once I graduated!” By now, you were so close to him that he had no choice but to look at you, and the shadows on his face stood out.
But rather than get angrier, he blinked, and his expression cleared. “Ah, w-wait! This isn’t a prank or anything, right?! Y-you want me?” You stared at your boss. Really stared at him. He didn’t look like a sex-crazy gremlin, or the slightest bit horny. His eyes had lost their light, his lips were curled down, and he was rubbing his arm. He looked like the Minoru Mineta from the first time you met him, not sure if you actually wanted to join his agency. “I know I’m not the best Pro, or the most virtuous, but.” His brows furrowed, and he looked up at you with a renewed vigor. “But I want to make you feel good, if you’ll let me!” He slammed both his palms together and bowed his head, careful to keep his hair from touching you.
Something soft filled you, and you reached out a hand, placing it under his chin and tilting his head up. “You don’t have to be anything other than yourself, senpai.” You smiled brightly. “After all, I chose to work with my cute senpai because I like your work ethic, and your determination. Not everyone wants to be on top!” You let your other hand come up and pet his cheek. “Truth be told, I’ve wanted you for quite some time now, senpai.” His eyes widened, and then watered at an incredible speed. “Aha, wait! Please don’t cry!”
He loudly sniffled. “Man, if I had known that I had a cute little kohai that wanted me from the beginning, I wouldn’t have wasted so much time staring at your fanpages!”
You pulled away to stare down at him. “My what?”
“Anyways!” He practically shouted, “We gonna do this or what?” You smirked and made your way to his bed.
“Well, I’m happy you asked, Mineta-senpai.” You shimmied out of your pants, then panties. You held your panties up and watched the way Mineta’s eyes tracked them as he jumped onto the bed. “Let’s make this a little fun. If I cum before you do, then you can keep my panties. As a souvenir!” His eyes glazed over, and a copious amount of drool began to slide out of his mouth and pool on the sheets between you both. You tried not to be too bothered. You knew he would be at least a bit filthy, and if all went well, the sheets would be ruined one way or another.
Mineta took off his clothes with a speed and ferocity that probably should have stunned you. “Lay down, and let your favorite Prohero Grape Juice take care of you!” You giggled and complied, relaxing your arms and legs as you laid out. You let your panties dangle on the tips of your fingers before you dropped them. Mineta immediately situated himself between your legs, muttering to himself. While he did that, you took your shirt and bra off as well.
You tried your best to keep your breath even, but the moment you felt his touch on your thighs, it hitched. You waited with bated breath for his touch, and when you felt his tongue licking-no, slobbering all over your slit, you squealed. Your legs clamped around his head, but he managed to wriggle his way even closer, tongue circling around your clit before slipping into your opening, and then back again. His tongue was so wet, but once you got past that, you could admit that it also felt good. Relaxing back against the pillows, you spread your legs again and let out a quiet sigh.
Mineta moaned, and the rumble against your clit felt nice enough that you joined him. Soon enough, his fingers joined his tongue, and you panted and squirmed as his fingers-not that long, but definitely thick-thrust in and out of you at a slow, steady pace. “Mm, senpai, you feel so nice.” He leaned forward, his saliva dripping onto your chest, up to your neck, and finally onto your cheeks.
You were sharing each other’s breath now.
“Haaa, that’s what I should be saying.” His pace quickened, and your pleasure grew. “My cute little kohai is clenching down on my fingers. Clenching down on me.” You panted out as his fingers curled and scissored inside of you. “Ahh, I can’t wait anymore!” He pulled his fingers out of you quickly and you didn’t even get a chance to react before his dick was slipping in. “Forget the stupid bet!” His hands kept a brutal grip on your hips, keeping you in place. Mostly. The power of his thrusts had you slipping up the bed, and you were very grateful the pillows were there.
“O-oh!” Your hands clenched into the bedsheets as he hammered into you. His pace didn’t slow down, and he didn’t relent in his intensity. One of his hands left your hips to slip into your mouth.
“Suck,” He groaned out, and then whined when you obeyed. “Such a good little kohai I have. You’d do anything for your senpai, huh?” He pushed down on your tongue. Even in the dark, you could see his eyes holding lust and a deep admiration. “You, you like me for me. A-and you don’t care about my reputation.” You closed your eyes and bobbed your head on his fingers. He let out another groan, slipping his fingers out of your mouth to rub them on your clit. You arched up and let out an embarrassingly loud moan. You really hoped no one heard that.
“Are you close, baby? Gonna cum for your favorite Pro? Gonna let me k-keep y-” Mineta curled over you, shoving his face into your chest. “Dammit, how am I supposed to last long when your pussy is clenching down on me like this?!” His pace slowed, his hips jerking at a tell-tale uneven pace. You giggled and leaned down to kiss him. His tongue was in your mouth instantly, running over your teeth, curling around your tongue, and then thrusting in and out. It was sloppy, and with his fingers still on your clit, with him still pressing into you, it was also fucking hot.
You were going to cum, and you didn’t even care. The panties were just an incentive anyways. You got to fuck your senpai, and make him happy. A win-win for the both of you.
You broke away from the kiss, just barely aware of the string of drool that connected your mouths. “Mineta-senpai, I’m going to-”
“Cum?!” His excitement was cute enough that you didn’t mind that he cut you off. You met his thrusts as best as you could rolling your hips so he could fuck that particular spot inside of you that made you toes curl and eyes roll into the back of your head.
“Yes, yes yes yes yes yes!” For a long moment, you felt perfect. The burst of pleasure that rocked your whole body and left you boneless as your senpai kept fucking you, whimpering as he sucked on your tit. Not even your nipple, your tit. You inhaled as he released your hips to wrap his arms around you, and it was only due to his small size that you didn’t mind. Your head fell back, eyesight a bit wonky from the intensity of the orgasm that just rocked through you. Mineta, apparently not yet satisfied, continued thrusting into you, stupidly powerful thrusts making you clench and squeal. “Mineta-senpai, you’re…the best.”
“Hehe, yeah. I’m the best. I AM THE BEST!” His hands gripped your hips with a newfound ferocity and he flipped you over partially, leaving you confused and a bit dazed in the dark. One of his hands left your hips to grab his dick, and he aimed it right for your fluttering opening.
“S-senpai, wait,” Your weak cry fell on deaf ears.
“Plus,” The manic drive of a Hero pushed him forward. “ULTRA!!!”
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“So!” The receptionist gave you a bright smile, “Did you both enjoy your stay at Reaching Heights Hotel?”
You let your (grumpy) silence speak for itself, while Grape Juice sheepishly handed her his card. “It, haha, definitely helped me regain my drive!” The receptionist blinked at him, and then gave him a placid smile that only a front desk attendant could. And his card back. “Soooo thankyounowwehavetogobyeandsorryforthestains!”
You eyed Grape Juice as he turned to scurry away, and kicked your foot out, tripping him. Immediately taking advantage of his disoriented state, you snatched his card up and smirked down at him. You’re not quite sure how you look in that moment, but you are sure you liked that wide-eyed, vulnerable expression on his face.
“Next time,” You murmur, “I get to be the one on top, squeezing every last drop out of you, senpai.”
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world adventures, yay
I just finished packing and it only took a breakdown and a half. But the biggest success? Half of my suitcase is still empty and I can take MORE USELESS STUFF YASSS.
Yeah, for the first time since covid, I’m going abroad, I’m going on a study trip (field trip? idk english) to Italy and I’m really excited and absolutely terrified. I’ve been to Italy many times, but we were always just sitting on the beach, this time I’ll finally see some historical places.
My queue will be running as usual. Vi is coming back very soon and Ember is not going anywhere, so you guys are in good company haha. I’m not sure if I’ll be posting any “extra” posts after the queue, I have drafts but I might just leave them for when I get back.
I probably won’t be around tumblr too much, at least not around my dash liking posts and stuff, but I think my data should work, so I’ll be somewhere on the internet for sure, in the evenings and such. And there will definitely be wifi somewhere. So feel free to send me a message if you’re feeling lonely, either here or on discord (just tell me). Let’s be friends! (worst case scenario is that I’ll be feeling lonely every evening, so I could use some online company, but let’s hope I’ll actually make some irl uni friends now)
I might also be around twitter @/nikatyler22 - started off as a sims twitter but now I’m really just oversharing and complaining and sharing random thoughts. I might share some pictures there, I’m not sure yet.
So yeah, see you next Sunday! ✌
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Morning Sunrise ft. Beel and Belphie
A fic about the brothers and you get a free day in a spa hotel. On paper, it sounds great but not everything is going as planned.
Will the twins still get to enjoy their birthday even when it seems that everything is ruined?
Read on to find out.
I hear a knock on my door. I open it to find Levi. "Hey Levi, can I help you with anything?"
"Well, I have a huge problem." He looks very distraught.
Then he starts to rummage through his pocket and pulls some tickets out. "I won these tickets in a raffle. Sadly they are completely useless to me. They are for a day and night in a spa, for three people. Well, you can probably see the issue. First of all, I don't even have that many friends and it's in a region without wifi. Then there is a concert that weekend that I simply can't miss." Levi dumps all this information on me.
"I would have gone with you. You have Solomon and Henry. I mean any of your brothers would come too." I feel bad for Levi.
"That is so kind of you." His eyes sparkle. "You are a true friend!" Levi smiles gleefully at me.
"Sadly that concert is still more important to me. So I want to give these to you." Levi is holding the tickets for me.
"That is very nice of you. I will pay you back with some anime merchandise from the human world." I graciously take the tickets from Levi.
"That is super fair. There is a ton of stuff that I need." Levi agrees and leaves me alone.
I check the date it's on the night before the twins’ birthday. This is the perfect opportunity for a little early birthday celebration.
I already have gifts for them so this is only a bonus. Well, if they are up for it.
I head to their room right away.
I knock and hear someone say. "Come in."
I'm sure it's Beel.
I open the door. Belphie looks at me with a sleepy expression while Beel smiles at me.
"Hey you two, I have a question about your birthday." I get straight to the point.
"Sure, ask whatever you want." Beel sounds very enthusiastic.
"Yeah, as long as it's not too tiresome." Belphie is still half asleep.
"Levi gave me tickets for a day and night in a spa for three people. It's on the day before your birthday and I thought it would be great if we could go." With a big smile, I show them the tickets.
"That kind of sounds like a pain. I mean we have to travel to get to the place." Belphie sounds not really in the mood for it.
"They got this great spa massage that is said to give you the best sleep ever and they also got an enormous buffet." Luckily enough I know just the right thing to motivate him, and I also throw something out there that will make Beel happy too.
"Oh, that sounds great! I mean I wanted to go anyway since you can see the stars very well up there at night." Beel seems to drool for a moment.
"Haha that's so you Beel, but it sounds pretty nice now that I think about it. We can celebrate our birthday morning in peace. It will be great." Belphie changes his tune rather quickly.
"Great, I will get Lucifer's permission for us. I'm so excited!" I beam with happiness. A spa day to relax just sounds perfect.
"Yeah, it will be fun. I'll make sure to thank Levi later." Beel is in a great mood.
Even Belphie seems affected by it. "We just get him something anime-themed. That will make him happy."
With that, everything is settled.
Getting permission wasn't super easy but we did it in the end.
I only pack the bare minimum. It's a trip that will take a few hours after all. While the hotel is free the trip itself isn't so we travel cheaply. With a train and a bus.
The journey is pretty pleasant, even when I nod off on the train. We had to start very early to get to the hotel in time.
I lean on Beel's shoulder and Belphie takes two seats all by himself across from us. It's pretty comfortable.
At breakfast time we have to stop Beel from buying the entire food cart but other than that it's a fun time.
We eat at the train station before riding our bus into the mountains.
I sit next to Belphie on the bus ride. He is sleeping on my shoulder this time.
Beel and I talk about different topics. I have some plans at the spa for sure.
The bus is a bit late but there's no issue.
Once we arrive at our final stop I stretch my body. I'm all tense after the long ride.
Belphie studies the map on the side of the road and groans loudly. "This looks like a real hike."
I look at the map, the hotel is on the top of the mountain and we have to walk. Probably gonna take us an hour or two. Luckily I'm prepared. "We knew this Belphie. Just think of the nice spa treatment as your victory price." I try my best to motivate him.
"Yeah, and the nice food!" Beel doesn't lack motivation at least.
Belphie sighs and shrugs. "I will do my best. In the worst case, one of you has to carry me."
"Good luck with that, Belphie." I laugh at that.
"I'm sure you can do it." Beel gives him a friendly slap on the shoulder.
"I guess I have no choice." He shakes his head and groans. Then he starts walking.
Beel shrugs at me and we both laugh a little.
"Are you coming? You snails!" Belphie turns around and teases us playfully.
"I'll show you a snail!" I reply equally playful and speed up until I catch up with him.
In the end, we all walk together along the path.
It's more exhausting than I expected but the idea of a spa day is more than enough motivation for me.
Belphie, on the other hand, looks like he suffers.
"Are you alright?" Beel has a worried tone.
"I'm fine." Belphie doesn't sound convincing.
"I can carry you." Beel is worried.
"I can still walk." Belphie wants to push on just a little bit longer.
"Don't push yourself. Oh, look, that sign there means we are about halfway there." I point ahead to a fork in the road.
Beel looks at the sign. "Yeah, maybe we can take a short break then."
We've made good progress and are pretty much on time. "Sounds good to me. Let me check the map, I think there is a nice spot just a little bit ahead."I get the map from my side pocket.
"You don't need to do that just for me." Belphie doesn't want to be a bother to us.
"I'm getting hungry so I need a break." Beel is mostly concerned about what is best for everyone.
"In the guide, it said from the rest spot just a little bit ahead we have a great view of the hotel. I would like to see that." I chime in support of Beel and to give us all a well-deserved rest.
"I guess I have no choice. Let's take a break." Belphie shrugs with a smile. He knows very well that he needs a break but is too proud to admit that.
We find the spot just a little bit ahead of the path.
It's a very nice spot with a great view not just of the hotel but also the surrounding nature.
I look in awe of the beautiful landscape.
Beel enjoys the snacks we have packed and Belphie has decided to take a quick nap.
It's a very peaceful scene. It makes me smile to see them both so relaxed.
Then I feel a slight chill in the air. I notice some dark clouds on the horizon.
"That looks pretty bad." Almost as to confirm my bad feeling, Beel speaks up.
"Yes, we need to move asap. Have you eaten enough?" I worry about his huge appetite.
"I can eat while we walk. What about you, Belphie?" Beel tries to wake Belphie up.
He groans. "What is going on?"
"It looks like there is a storm coming," I say in an alert tone.
"Huh, I see, just give me a moment." Belphie gets slowly up. He seems pretty sluggish.
Another gust of wind hits me, something wet touching my skin. “We need to hurry, it's already starting to rain.”
"You are right." Beel looks with a worried expression towards the ever darker sky.
Belphie gets hit by some droplets of water and groans. "We should hurry." He seems to be fully awake now.
I can only agree and so we hurry back to the path upwards of the mountain.
The rain now really starting to hit us all and soon it's down pouring.
It hits so hard the road is hard to see.
I have never been so wet my entire life.
We hurry our steps more, especially when thunder roars through the sky.
It's coming down now.
We had been prepared but certainly not enough.
Then I see that Beel has come to a halt, just a little bit in front of me.
Our path is blocked by a fallen tree.
Belphie groans. "What are we supposed to do now? The path down is very far."
"Climbing it would be too dangerous too." The tree is huge and looks very slippery.
"It looks like there are rocks and mud on the other side too so removing it would only cause us harm." Beel has already scouted the situation.
"We have to take shelter from the rain. I saw a hut on the map, there should be a path right by marker 113." I have to speak loudly due to the rain and the wind picking up now too.
"Let's see if we are at 114 so it should be behind us," Beel confirms the marker.
"At least that's some good news. Let's get moving." Belphie seems very annoyed. I can't blame him.
Beel and I can only agree.
By now I'm entirely soaked.
Still, there is no resting now. We silently walk back to the waymarker.
Then suddenly something pushes me out of the way and something big crushes right next to me.
Then I realize that a tree just fell inches away from me. I look surprised at the tree and then at Beel. Who has shoved me away.
"Are you okay?" His face twists in pain and yet Beel is only worried about me.
"Y-yeah but what about you?" I can see that he got hit. His cheek is bleeding and his shirt is torn right at the shoulder. The tree must've hit him there.
"I'm good. Let's be careful." Beel acts like he is fine. I'm still worried. As soon as we hit shelter I will treat his wounds.
We carefully move as fast as we can. The ground is slippery.
"Beel stop pretending to be fine, you are limping." Belphie looks angrily at Beel. I look at him and notice that Belphie is right.
The guilt is ripping my heart out. "Beel come lean on me. It will only get worse if you don't." I can't stand seeing him like this.
"No, I'm too heavy for you." He bluntly refuses.
"I'm too wet and tired for this Beel just lean on us both." Belphie doesn't take no for an answer.
Beel sighs but doesn't refuse our help. "Fine."
"We should be there soon. Just hold on for a little bit longer." With that, I carefully take Beels injured side and Belphie takes his other side.
Belphie takes the brunt of Beel's weight.
I know he is much stronger than me but he still struggles.
This slows us down even more but nobody complains at all. We all might get wet but we just focus on getting to safety.
"There I can see the shelter." I can see a small hut in between the trees.
"Thank the demon lord." Belphie seems to be very relieved.
"Just a little more and we can all rest," I say this mostly to Beel.
Once we finally hit the small, but cozy and sturdy hut we are all very happy.
Beel sinks to the ground, checking his leg. "It's not broken at least so with some bandages and rest I'll be as good as new by tomorrow morning.
"That's good to hear. We got some wood so I'll make a fire." Belphie lights up the fireplace.
"I will treat your injuries. Take your shirt off. It needs to dry anyway." I don't care much about being wet right now and get my first aid kit from my bag.
"You should change into something dry first. If you stay like this we will have far bigger issues than my injuries." Beel looks at me with a stern voice.
"He is right." Belphie is already half-naked. I turn around blushing. "Belphie, gee warn me when you do this."
"There is no need to be shy. You should take a closer look while you can." At least Belphie hasn't lost his humor yet.
I throw a towel at him. "No thank you, and you both better not peek while I change." I huff, slightly embarrassed.
"It's not like you have anything we haven't seen yet." Belphie uses this chance to tease me.
"Just be polite, Belphie. I'll make sure he doesn't look, don't worry." Beel encourages me greatly with his words.
"Whatever. I will go and call the hotel for help and I won't look." Belphie shrugs.
I turn around and undress my wet clothes. Luckily, we planned to stay the night.
I'm glad to be out of my wet clothes and quickly dress something dry. I dry my hair and then turn back to Beel, to finally treat his wounds.
He didn't even bother to wear a shirt yet, which makes it just a little bit harder for me.
A bit embarrassed I treat his foot first. "It's a bit swollen. I will put some cream on it and a bandage. You should just take it easy for today unless it swells more we are fine." I give Beel a quick summary of my thoughts.
"Yeah, that is what I'm thinking too. I'll be fine by morning." He wholeheartedly agrees.
I hope he is right and carefully start to apply the cream. Beel slightly winces from the pain. I feel very bad for him. "Just a little more." I wrap the bandage around his foot, ankle, and a bit up his leg. "There we go."
Beel moves his food a bit. "Much better, thank you so much." He smiles gratefully at me.
"No problem, now I will clean your other wounds." I get the disinfectant and bandaids out.
Beel looks with great discomfort to the disinfectant. He doesn't like how it stings.
"I know you hate it but you know it has to be done. If you keep still I will treat you with your favorite chocolate bar." I'm being a bit playful, trying to cheer him up more than anything else.
"I will be good then!" Beel is instantly motivated by the prospect of chocolate. It's so cute that it makes me chuckle.
"Have you my favorite too?" At that moment Belphie comes back.
"Sure, I love those too after all. I actually got a value pack with all our favorites." I had planned to surprise them both on the trip back, but due to our current circumstances now is a better time.
"Oh, nice. Can I get them out of the bag? All this running made me kinda hungry." Belphie seems pretty chipper again.
"Sure, but what did the hotel say?" I'm pretty curious about that. I start to carefully disinfect Beel’s arm while I wait for Belphies answer.
"They can't get to us with this storm raging but they are sure it will be gone by tomorrow. They were very sorry about the whole situation. It sounds like they will greatly extend our stay." This explains Belphie's great mood.
"Won't the others be disappointed if we aren't back by tomorrow evening?" Beel seems conflicted.
"They will survive, plus we might just do it another time anyway. The hotel will likely give us some vouchers or something." Belphie doesn't sound concerned at all.
"Lucifer won't let us miss a couple of days of school anyways." I put a few bandaids on Beels shoulder and then start to disinfect his cheek.
None of the injuries are deep, this gives me great relief.
Belphie sighs. "Too bad really. How are your injuries?"
"I'm fine." Just then Beel winces from the disinfectant.
"Hold still." I can't work well with him moving around.
"Sorry." Beel mumbles.
Belphie has pulled out the bag of sweets. "Talk about a big stash of goods. You put Beel to shame." Belphie gives me a light chuckle.
"Not really, about 90 percent of my backpack was stuffed with food." Beel is eyeing the sweets.
"At least we won't starve." Belphie shakes his head.
"At least he didn't bring an extra pillow." I put a bandaid on Beels cheek. "There all done."
"Hey, I need that extra pillow and tonight you will be grateful that I also packed a blanket." Belphie buffs slightly.
"Ahh, thank the demon lord. Now I can eat!" Beel is just glad he doesn't have to sit still anymore.
He gives me and Belphie a fair share of treats before starting to shove chocolate into his mouth.
Belphie eats his portion with much enjoyment.
I suddenly start to shiver. "Now that I think about it. How are we going to sleep here tonight?" I haven't packed a blanket.
"I suppose we all share my pillow and blanket. It will be tight but we will be warm that way." Belphie shrugs like it's no big deal at all.
"Kinda like a sleepover in one bed." Beel doesn't look fazed at all either.
They both are probably used to this, meanwhile, I'm not.
"Are you saying that we should all cuddle up under one blanket?" It's pretty embarrassing to me, I blush.
"Yeah, unless you want to catch a cold." Belphie smirks at me.
"There is no way I will let that happen." Beel seems to agree with Belphie.
"Will we even all fit under that blanket?" I can't imagine that.
"Let me show you." Belphie pulls his backpack towards him and produces his pillow and a huge blanket.
My eyes widen and I gasp from the surprise. "How did you fit that in there?!"
"Magic, of course." Belphie is very amused.
Of course, it was magic. Pretty stupid question of me.
Belphie spreads the blanket out and I can see that it will fit all of us without issues.
Beel wraps the blanket around himself, with a bit of help from Belphie.
There is definitely plenty of space for me and Belphie left.
"As much as I'd love for you to be in the middle, we have to use Beel as our heater." Belphie seems slightly frustrated by this.
"It's kinda mean to refer to Beel as a heater but I'm fine with this." There aren't many other choices anyway. "More importantly, are you fine laying in the middle with your shoulder being injured?" I'm still very worried about him.
"It's fine he isn't wrong and it doesn't hurt that much anyway. I'm more worried that me and Belphie somehow squish you when we sleep." Beel is as usual mostly concerned about anyone but himself.
"Yeah, that would be terrible, as unlikely as that might be." Belphie seems troubled by the thought too.
"Alright, but if you have pain you have to promise to tell us." I look with a stern face at Beel.
Beel nods. "I will."
"Alright then, I'm tired so I will get comfortable now." Belphie yawns very loudly, it's a surprise he even lasted this long. He then proceeds to sit right next to Beel and without a second thought he snuggles up to him.
Beel doesn't even bat an eye. I'm used to Belphie doing the same thing to me so it's not that odd.
I again start to shiver.
"Come here, you need to warm up." Beel is very worried about my health. It would be very bad if I catch a cold. "You are right." I carefully move next to Beel, making sure I don't hit his shoulder.
He wraps the blanket around me. It's very warm, helped by Beels natural heat.
"You can move closer." Beel encourages me with a soft voice.
There is very little space between us even now. I still take his offer and scoot closer. My side is now touching him. I'm very aware of our closeness.
Beel puts his arm around me, erasing any distance between us.
I feel embarrassed but it's very comfortable so I settle down pretty quickly.
"Does it hurt?" I want to make sure that Beel is also comfortable.
"Hm? No, not at all." Beel seems almost surprised by my question. Has he forgotten about his injury already?
"Hey, can you hand me some of the snacks?" Belphie sounds like he is already half asleep.
"Hold on." A bit reluctant to leave my comfortable spot and reach out to grab the package of sweets.
"Thanks." Belphie eats one of his favorites with a gleeful smile. Then he grabs another one. "Here Beel for you." He can tell that Beel is still hungry.
"Very nice of you." Beel eats it with glee.
I take a turn and feed Beel next, while also grabbing one for myself.
Belphie and I repeat this a couple of times.
Then Belphie yawns again, very loudly.
I admit that I'm feeling pretty sleepy myself. The warmth of the blanket and the stress of the day finally seem to catch up with me. I yawn almost in unison with Belphie.
"We should all rest for a while." Beel makes a very good point.
"I agree." Belphie seems to be already half asleep.
"Sleep well." I get more comfortable at Beels side.
Soon I hear Belphie softly snoring. I, on the other hand, just can't find any rest. I try to focus on the sound of the Storm. My thoughts keep on coming back to feeling guilty. I know it's not really my fault but I'm still sad about possibly ruining their birthday.
I sigh quietly.
"Is something wrong?" Beel speaks in a hushed tone.
"I just can't relax." I feel bad for bothering Beel.
"Sorry, it's not very comfortable." He seems to think this is somehow his fault.
"No, that's not it. I just feel bad about today." I admit while whispering.
"But this is still pretty nice. I mean we are all safe and together." Beel speaks softly.
"Isn't this a bad way to start your birthday?" I just wanted them to have a nice day but now we are all stuck in a small hut.
"I can only speak for myself, but I'm with the people that I love the most and I can't think of a better way to celebrate my birthday."I can hear Beels smile in his voice. This comforts me greatly.
"He is right." Belphie chimes in, sounding more asleep than awake.
"Thank you both." I smile and relax a bit.
As long as they are happy I'm happy.
I can feel Beel squeeze me just a bit closer towards him.
After a while, the sound of both boys soft breathing and the sound of the rain on the roof lull me to sleep.
At some point, I wake up and realize it's the next morning.
I'm still curled up in the blanket. Now on the floor and sharing Belphies pillow. I feel a bit drowsy when I get up. Belphie is still asleep.
I can't see Beel anywhere. I sit up and look around.
My movements wake Belphie up. "Hm? Is it morning already?" He still seems to be more asleep than awake.
"Happy birthday Belphie." I smile at his sleepy face.
"Thanks, do I get a birthday kiss?" He smiles at me in a teasing manner.
"Maybe later." I can only shake my head at this comment. "I will go look for Beel." Slowly I get up.
I hear Belphie moving around. "Hold on, I'm coming."
Belphie gets up, sluggishly.
I grab my now dry coat and wait for Belphie at the door.
We head outside and I see Beel checking on the surrounding area.
"Good morning Beel." I get his attention.
"Good morning." He smiles.
"Happy birthday." I congratulate him with a big smile.
"Thank you." He smiles back at me and then notices Belphie behind me, "Happy birthday Belphie."
"Happy birthday Beel. How is the road looking?" Belphie stretches.
"It looks pretty fine. We should get help soon enough. Let's have some breakfast while we wait." Beel seems to be hungry again.
"Sure." Suddenly I notice the sun bursting through the clouds, flooding everything in the beautiful morning light. I look at it in awe. "Wow, this is so beautiful."
"It's hard to believe that it was so miserable here yesterday." Belphie looks at the sky with a smile.
"It's very pretty. I'm glad we came here." Beel has a very gentle expression.
"Let's eat out here and enjoy the sun." I think this is the best idea.
"Sounds perfect." Belphie agrees right away.
"Good that I haven't eaten all I brought yet." Beel smiles and heads back into the hut.
"Can you bring the picnic blanket from my bag?" Belphie seems to have blankets for all occasions in his bag.
Beel nods and soon comes back with a blanket and food. There's plenty for everyone.
We all get comfortable and start our breakfast.
"I think this might be the best birthday we've had in quite a while." Belphie smiles at me.
"I agree," Beel says in the middle of chewing his food.
I smile at both of them. "Next year we will make it even better."
With that, we all smile and look over the surprisingly great view.
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I’m struggling so much financially and honestly just wanted to vent somewhere. I’ve always lived in poverty and I think in my whole life I’ve had maybe 2 years where I didn’t have to stress about money and not be able to buy groceries or pay rent or be put into collections for not being able to make payments etc and that was when I was in college. For at least the past 5 years I’ve been struggling but I never talk about it. I don’t even know where to start haha I don’t even know what it’s like to not stress financially and be in debt. I’ll just start with the first things that come to mind with what I’m owing maybe. So it’s Dec. 23 and rent was due yesterday because we moved into this small suite attached to someone’s house on Nov. 22. It’s $1200 which is so expensive, but also the average price for BC if not even cheaper for a one-bedroom with a yard, utilities included. and no first and last, no pet deposits, etc because this is just short them for 4 months until the end of March because i reached out and asked and they said yes.
After 1 month I already remember why we went into the trailer almost 2 years ago and it’s literally because we can’t afford any other lifestyle. I think that’s the difference between us and some people that live in trailers, vans, etc. like we lived in a mouse & mouse shit infested trailer for 6 months breathing in their feces and urine and having it all over all our belongings. i literally had to take my whole life to the dump and we officially have no food storage because they ruined it all. there were at least 50-60 mice because a few birth cycles happened in the ceiling. I could write a whole post about my experience of living with field mice, but now isn’t the time so for rent, i only had $600 yesterday so that’s what I gave them. thank goodness they were okay with me asking for a few more days to make the other half. but I don’t even know when that’s going to be :(
my etsy shop veganveins has been doing so bad lately for more than one reason, most of my orders are just postcards and stickers, and while I’m grateful for them, that $1-3 profit isn’t going to keep my business going. and it’s so hard for me to work lately. the wifi doesn’t work sometimes for hours and I always get distracted by shawn and the dogs working from home in a small space. I need to get better at my time management. I got up at 8:30 today which is actually early for me so I’m proud of myself. I’m chronically ill and I really need to go get a blood test and see what’s happening because I haven’t gotten one since being diagnosed with graves disease again 1.5 years ago. anyways. i switched to a print on demand method this year for veganveins for some shirts and sweaters because i couldn’t afford to keep ordering shirts in bulk, and it’s honestly been so, so expensive and i barely make any profit. I’m currently owing my t-shirt printer $999 on one invoice (it was originally $2196 so I’ve at least paid half of it) but that was 2 weeks ago and I still need to pay it. Mario, my t-shirt printer has been with me since I started veganveins and I’m so grateful he gives me extensions on paying the invoices. every other t-shirt printer I’ve ever asked has said no. in addition to the $999 there’s going to be another $2200 invoice I’ll be receiving this week for my last order. I think because of the holidays he’s going to give me some time to pay off that too, but the problem is when I have outstanding invoices he doesn’t print new orders for me. He’s closed now until Jan. 4 so I just need to somehow make that much before then.
btw I don’t have a credit card ($8500 all used on veganveins and it got put into collections last march) and I had a fully used $5000 line of credit but I got a debt consolidation loan for $16,000 1 month ago and my payment for that is $167 a month. it fully paid off and closed my credit card and line of credit + $3000 overdraft which is nice. but now I don’t have any extra money except for what comes in. my credit is only 640 which is really bad in canada so I won’t get approved for a new credit card or loan until I build that up, which is going to be a few months of regular payments. so for regular payments, the $167 for the loan is due on Dec. 27. Yesterday the trailer loan which is literally unliveable from what the mice did until we renovate it came out for $260, that’s how much I pay once a month for it on the 22nd. I didn’t have $260 in my account so it got rejected and I got charged a $48 NSF fee. omg if anyone is reading this long i’m shook. i’m genuinely just writing this for myself to process my feelings and in case anyone was curious about my financial situation here you go haha. maybe some of you can relate, maybe some can’t. anyways. so now I somehow have to get $260 in my account for that for when they try to take it out again in the next few days.
another payment that was supposed to come out yesterday but hasn’t, but I’m sure will come out today is our truck loan. they deferred it for 8 months because of covid which was so nice, but we started paying it again 2 months ago. for both those months I called and made my payment a later date and that helped, but there’s barely any service here so when I called 4 times yesterday to try and change the date the payment comes out, I was on hold for 20-30 mins then my phone would disconnect and hang up. so that’s $586 and it will come out today, I have $0.46 in my account right now so it will get rejected and I’ll get charged another $48 NSF fee. this is why being poor always costs more and the banks are always harsher on those who don’t have money. today I’ll try calling again to see if I can ask for it to come out on a different day like january 10 instead, so I can first have time to pay rent and the trailer and also our $190 truck insurance which got rejected from my account 3 days ago, which was another $48 NSF fee. oh and something else i’m so stressed about is CIBC is going to put me into collections on December 28 if I don’t pay $1000, $700 of which is purely their fees. I have a $300 overdraft which they said i have to cover by then and the $700 is literally their $48 fees added up over the past 3 months. I got a text from them today saying my account is over and it’s because an amnesty international $11 monthly donation came out and obvi there’s no money in there, so that’s another $48 they charged. they’ve already given me a month to pay it and don’t want to wait any longer :(
I owe everyone in my family money, my sister $1650, my mom $700 and my brother also lent me $700. none of my siblings have money either and my mom definitely doesn’t so I hate that i had to borrow that much, and it’s literally been months. thankfully they’re so patient but i can’t wait to not owe them that
omg and i can’t even think about the amount of money shawn’s grandma has lent us. she’s genuinely the only reason we haven’t been completely homeless. but it’s a lot. like i don’t even want to say the number on here. she let us use it from her line of credit over the years and we’ve been slowly paying her back, but she lets us go months at a time without making a payment which i honestly hate doing, but have no choice. i’ve felt a lot of shame and guilt about this, but I also know that she genuinely would rather help us than see us suffer.
so i’m gonna talk about a big reason I’m broke this month especially - saving a pig named buster. his rescue cost me $1850 out of pocket that I didn’t have. but otherwise he was going to be killed in 2 days, he was my baby and I loved him so I had to do it. I somehow made $1350 that went towards it but I’m still owing $500, which I just asked for an extension for today until the new year. i’m not really supposed to talk about it but everything I’ve ever posted here has stayed here, so that cost was literally just from me buying the pig off the farmer. myself along with everyone else ive talked to is disgusted that he charged that much, but he wasnt budging and if that’s what it was going to take, of course I’m going to do it. I wouldn’t think twice about doing it for my dogs and Buster was smarter and more affectionate than them. i love him and I’m so happy he was saved. a non-profit organization transported him to a sanctuary and it was my biggest wish come true and the happiest moment I’ve had all year. my eyes are literally tearing up haha i love him so much. i could write a whole post about his neglect but basically he hasn’t had fresh water in weeks, he was only being fed handfuls of mixed nuts, he was constantly dirty in a muddy enclosure with an electric fence that he was always getting shocked on. he never got true love or affection except for when I gave him it. i posted an instagram story about him and asked people to message me and that i needed help, 2 people donated $111 and $120 each, and 2 other people donated $15 and $12. Someone also e-transferred me $20. These 4 donations equaled almost $300 ($277) and I was so grateful for those people wanting to help me help buster. if anyone else wants to help me with the cost of his rescue i still do need help and would appreciate it so much. this feels really weird and vulnerable for me to do and i’m sorry if anyone is annoyed by this post, I just genuinely am struggling and figured if someone does have extra and wants to help, there isn’t harm in that. but i do feel guilty for asking because i know there are so many other people struggling out there that need even more help than i do :(
i haven’t talked about it publically but i guess I will now, this farmer that I bought buster off of is the owner of the organic vegetable farm i was living and working at this past spring and summer. we worked really hard all summer to be able to stay there and park for free in the winter, but this past fall he told us no one was allowed to stay at the farm anymore, including us, so we had to find a new place to bring our 14ft trailer in to live. so that was an unexpected bummer and if we had known we wouldn’t be allowed staying there anymore (despite doing the labour of $1200 a month for free harvesting organic kale, for an off-grid spot he told us was worth $350 a month to park) we wouldn’t have driven 8 hours with the trailer and we would have stayed in the snow in northern BC and sucked it up and lived on the land we got the opportunity to rent this fall. Donna, the woman who is renting the land to us has been the biggest blessing in my life this year. I love her so much. Basically, she’s letting us live on 170 acres for $600 a month. letting us do whatever we want on the land (building a cabin, setting up rainwater catchment systems, having a solar passive greenhouse and a huge garden) LIKE WHAT. we could even open a farm sanctuary if we had money, i wanted to so bad but obviously that dream didn’t even come close to being reality. opportunities like this literally don’t exist in canada, especially not in BC. i cant even process my gratitude, i cry everytime i think about it. when we go back in the spring it’s going to be the beginning of the rest of our life :) i want to rescue so many senior dogs. everything we’ve always wanted to do we’ll be able to do, assuming we have money haha. but i want to have an organic farm and grow veggies to donate to families in need, especially since we live on stolen indiginious land and I see how the goverment actively restricts their access to fresh healthy produce. but anyways by then it was too dangerous to drive 8 hours back hauling a trailer in the snow and it was just easier to stay in the okanagan until the spring. i know the farmer probably doesn’t realize this and he’s also probably struggling financially but not being able to stay at the farm for the winter months we worked for, and buying buster for that price is a big reason I’m in the financial stress I am now so I figured i’d talk about it.
anyways. i think this is long enough and i think anyone reading this gets the point, i’m drowning in debt, my small business is almost costing me more to run and i’m not making nearly enough profit to live, the past few months ive been living off grid (not by choice) and just focused literally on surviving and not freezing and getting water etc and not having service or internet has affected me negatively. there’s internet now in the suite I’m in, it works really good in the morning and not as well at night, like for example tumblr doesn’t work past 5 pm for me to post photos. but ive been in a bad sleep schedule since i got here that i need to change. im sick and i need to heal myself. tomorrow i’ll set my alarm for 7:30. hopefully i make some money today. i got a social media managing job and it will end up being $1000 a month once i do the 3+ hours a day of work which im already feeling like i barely have time for my own basic life tasks. but i can do this.
if anyone reading this wants to help me out a bit, my paypal email is [email protected] or http://www.paypal.com/paypalme/veganveins
and my e-transfer email is [email protected] i have auto deposit so you won’t have to ask a question :)
this is my first time in 7 years i’ve made a post like this or asked for help. i won’t do it again but figured i have nothing to lose. if you read up to here i love you a lot and thank you so much for being here <3
#personal#finances#broke#poor#vegan#small business owner#graves disease#saving animals#off grid#I wonder if anyone will even read this all#debt#life update lol#p
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