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yongbokkk · 1 year

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pairings: lee know x m!reader

genre: diary fic(minho's pov!!), enemies to lovers(?), high school au

a/n; i kinda hate this idk bout u

entry 1

there was a new student today, his name is y/n.

i already dislike him, he looks like he could annoy the shit out of me.

other than hearing his irritating voice, today was pretty much the usual

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entry 2

it's like life decided to give up on me, instead of the opposite.

looks like my friends befriended the new student behind my back, and only now they inform me.

i wanted to wipe the grin off of his face so bad, what's he gotta smile for?

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entry 3

i passed an exam, feeling good.

then all of a sudden y/n offers me to lunch, which i declined of course.

he had this joyful look on his face before i rejected him, it turned sad after i did.

i kind of felt bad i felt victory from finally wiping the smile off his face. anyways, dori is playing with my face, i got to go

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entry 4

he's been stuck to me like a cat needing it's owner, it's so annoying. even if i try to avoid him, he keeps coming back.

i ranted to my friend, he said i should give y/n a chance, hell to the no. he also said i've been being mean to him for no reason, also bullshit.

oh yes, there's definitely a reason to why i hate him. he's just so im too lazy to think, so goodnight.

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entry 5

i can't get the look on his face off my mind, no matter how hard i try to distract myself. i shouldn't have shouted at him like that, maybe i was being too harsh. it's his fault for being so annoying, he just had to keep pestering me everyday.

anyways, i have to go do my homework and sleep, im early tomorrow.

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entry 6

i couldn't find him all day, there wasn't any sign of him, it felt unusual. where was he?

was it because of yesterday? have i upset him by raising my voice like that?

i have an upcoming exam, i shouldn't overthink the situation. goodbye.

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entry 7

jisung really wanted to get in my nerves and decided to throw a water balloon at me, i got him back though.

y/n, he still hasn't shown up to class. is he really going to miss out on all the lessons like that.

im not worried, i have no business with that idiot. goodnight.

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entry 8

i don't know what else to write for this day other than y/n being back.

he looked down, he didn't even talk to my friends or even anyone in school. he seemed like he didn't have the energy to do anything, he barely passed through class.

i'm starting to think back on what i did to him, it keeps me awake at night.

i'll try to sleep now, goodnight.

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entry 9

i don't know what came over me, but i decided to buy him his favorite drink. i just felt bad, he looked pretty lonely these days. sure he had his friends sitting with him, but he barely joined a conversation and just kept eating.

i still hate him, he shouldn't have high hopes that i'll be nice to him after this. goodnight.

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entry 10

me and felix got into an argument, but we worked it out so it's all good in the end.

for the past days, y/n's starting to get better, he doesn't look as miserable as before. there's a part of me that's glad, but then again, why should i care? i hate his guts, he's not important to me.

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entry 11

felix's brownies are the best, he knows when and how to make them like a professional baker. we sat and ate, talking about things to feel the mood. then the topic was about y/n.

apparently, the reason why y/n was sad wasn't just because of me, he was also stood up on a supposed date. how can anyone ditch an angel like him? who ever y/n's date was, i'll serve a punch to his face. goodnight

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entry 12

today was.. eventful. i figured out who stood up y/n, how could he fall for such playboy looking asshole. honestly, i'm more attractive.

i saw him today, and let's say, i gave him a piece of my mind. no there wasn't any violence, i just hit him in the face. it was light, i don't see why i made mark. it felt good, though.

i ate ice cream and played with my cats, now im off to bed. goodnight

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entry 13

theres something wrong with me, i'll start off to where i just brang myself to sit next to y/n at lunch, then i helped him with his books because he was clumsy enough to trip and fall, all of a sudden i had this light feeling in my chest as i was speaking to him. i'm supposed to hate him, aren't i? he's always annoying me.

do i hate him?

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entry 14

hi hi, its been like a month. you're probably wondering why the long absence. well, to my last entry, i took the time to figure out what i was feeling. and when i did, i couldn't believe myself.

as it was the end of school, students were free to go wherever they want outside the building.

minho wanted to walk home, but something was pulling his heart back from the gate.

it was telling him to wait for a certain someone, they were a bit late for exit today.

you, with your bag, finally walked out of the school building. minho's eyes had caught you as soon as you appeared on the corner of his eyes.

your h/c hair was still what you can call perfect, despite what the horrible school air can do.

minho panicked, not knowing what to do. it would be a month till the two of you saw each other again, and he wouldn't be able to wait any longer.

he shouted, "y/n!" making the called person stop his tracks, turning to face minho.

with a few stutters, minho said what he wanted to say, so that his heart and mind can finally rest, he had finally asked you out.

your face were mixed of emotions, one with shock and joy. you nodded enthusiatically, agreeing to go on a date with him.

all this time, i was too focused on being in denial to realize i fell inlove with him.

#skz #stray kids #stray kids imagine #stray kids x reader #kpop #kpop imagines #kpop x reader #stray kids x male reader #skz x male reader #skz x reader #kpop x male reader #lee know #lee know fluff #lee know angst #lee know x reader #lee know x male reader

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bordysbae · 1 year

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Bordy comforting you when you feel like nobody understand you and u just really feel sad because of your friends and social anxiety and need comfort. 🤍🤍

Sorry lmao, this how i feel AHAHHAAH

“the bar”

thomas bordeleau x reader

word count: 0.8k

mon chérie - my dear

also! if ANY of you ever need someone to talk to about anything i promise i don’t bite! i also struggle with bad social anxiety so i know exactly how you feel, and i’d be more than happy to talk with any of you guys! don’t be afraid to message me if you feel like you need a friend to talk to <3

if this isn’t what you wanted just lmk!

your friends had invited you earlier in the week to go out to the local bar everyone goes to on friday nights. as much as you hated bars and parties, you felt pressured into going so you said yes. as you’re standing quietly behind your friends as they order their drinks, it suddenly becomes your turn to order. “y/n, what do you want?” your roommate smiles at you. your heart begins to race, you hated ordering for yourself. “i uh, i-i’ll get whatever you got i guess” you shrug. she nods and turns around to order you a drink, which you have no idea what it even was.

as time passes slowly and your friends become more intoxicated, they slowly slip away from you into the crowd leaving you standing in a corner alone, still sipping on the drink you ordered at least an hour ago. your mind feels like it’s running at a million miles per hour, so you walk through the crowded room and head for the bathroom. as you walk farther away from the music the less loud it sounds, until you lock yourself in the one stall bathroom, causing the music to become muffled. you open up your contacts and press the first person you can think of, your boyfriend thomas. “y/n? what’s going on?” he says groggily, causing you glance up at the time in the corner of your screen, seeing it’s already 12:32. “oh no i’m so sorry, did i wake you?” you say as you frantically pace around the small bathroom. “yes but it’s alright, what’s going on mon chérie? i thought you were with your friends” “i am, sort of. they all got drunk and ran off somewhere, and m-my mind is going too fast for me to think straight. i- i think i’m having an anxiety attack” you stutter out to him. you hear the alert in his voice as he says, “let me venmo you for an uber, come back to my place love.” “o-okay. i need to find my friends, i-i’ll call you from the uber” you say, as you hang up the phone to go face your fears of the large group just outside of the bathroom door.

as you exit the bathroom you feel your phone vibrate as thomas sends you money for an uber, and that’s when you see your roommate and 1 of the other people you went out with. “y/n! where were you?” your roommate asks, nearly slurring her words. “i went to the bathroom, i um, i think im gonna head home. i’m having really bad anxiety right now.” “oh, okay? how are you getting home?” “thomas got me an uber” “alright, bye y/n! see you tomorrow, now let’s go dance c’mon!” she says as she grabs the hand of your other drunk friend and they both scurry off into the crowd. you’re kidding. my own roommate can’t even stay with me ‘till the uber comes? you think to yourself. you see that the uber is almost here, so you make your way through the crowd and outside to the cold, late night, michigan air. you get into the uber and call thomas back. you smile softly as his face fills the frame of your phone screen. “you got the uber just fine?” he asks, rubbing his eyes. “yes thank you love.” you smile, acting as if your mind isn’t still running too fast for your liking.

you didn’t even realize how fast your brain was going until suddenly you’re brought back to earth as thomas opens his front door, embracing you in his warmth. “hi mon chérie, come in” he says as he steps aside to let you in. his words cause tears to brim at your eyes, which you try not to let fall. you haven’t felt this overwhelmed in a very long time, so this is a lot for you.

you both walk into his bedroom and he gestures for you to sit on his bed, as he walks over to his closet grabbing you a pair of his sweats and a hoodie. once you slip the clothes on and do your night routine, you crawl into bed next to him as he lifts the covers for you. “cmon lets cuddle” he says softly as you curl up next to him. as he pulls you closer to him, the tears from earlier you thought had disappeared come back, falling down your cheeks. “oh y/n, what’s wrong?” he says, as he gently runs his fingers through your hair as your head rests against his bare chest. “i feel so stupid, i cant even go out on a friday night with my friends without having an anxiety attack. and when i told my friends, th-they just ran off, barely even caring. i just feel so embarrassed” you say, tears staining your cheeks.

thomas lifts you off of his chest gently and sits up, looking down at you. “stop. you are far from stupid, you’re a human. it’s normal to feel anxious at times, and anxiety is not an ‘unnormal’ thing. i love you for who you are and your friends suck if they don’t stick around to care for you. i love you more than words can even describe and i hate seeing you like this” he says, pulling you into a hug. you wrap your arms around his bare back, and he rocks you both side to side slowly. “can we go to sleep, i just want tonight to be over” “of course my love” he says, laying you both down onto his bed softly. you cuddle into his side, his warm skin being all that you feel against you. you gently trace his tattoos until you feel your eyes begin to flutter shut, and you let them. a soft kiss being pressed against your temple is the last thing you feel as you fall into a warm, deep sleep next to the one person who you love most in this world.

#thomas bordeleau #sj sharks #sj barracuda #umich wolverines #umich hockey #umich boys #thomas bordeleau imagine #i made this in class LOL #ok bye

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heeracha · 2 years

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ep 13. / ep 14. — the late night at the flower shop. / ep 15.

buy one, take me. — l. heeseung

synposis: with his best friend asking him for help because said best friend was scared he wasn't "boyfriend material" enough, heeseung looks for flower shops for his best friend's girlfriend. thankfully, jake knows someone from the university who has an aunt that owns a flower shop, you. now, heeseung messages you and shyly, but shamelessly asks if he can get any promos or discounts to which you shamelessly answered him, "buy one, take me". heeseung doesn't pass on this, of course. after all, you are pretty damn cute.

pairing: heeseung x flortist!fem!reader

content/genre: college au, slowburn, fluff, angst and crack, smau.

warning(s): swearing, of course. two idiots aka heey/n. more of sulking heeseung !! unproofread :>

note: i think this is a cute chapter tho :( i like them ngl 😭 see u chap 15 tomorrow <3 also,,,, im actually almost done writing the entire thing

r u busy?

where r u?

you gently place down the flowers on the table, grabbing your phone as you text heeseung back.

flower shop, why?

it was stated that he read the message, but you don’t see the bubble with three dots and you let him be as you pick up the flowers and continue to arrange it. you cut out the excessive leaves to make it look clean as a few minutes pass by, you hear a soft humming of a car outside and it turns off right away. you hear soft knocks on the glass door and you look up to see heeseung with a sad expression.

you sigh, frowning as you go to him, unlocking the door. heeseung comes in, hugging you by the waist as you take him in your arms. “what’s up?” you ask.

“jaycha.” he mumbles on your neck and you softly laugh to which he rolls his eyes. “don’t let it get to your head, i still think it was lame.” he says and you nod. heeseung pulls away and you lock the door behind him.

“so, wanna tell me what happened?” you ask, walking back to the table as you continue to arrange the flowers you have. once done, you put it away and wait for it to be picked up.

“we decided to watch a movie,” heeseung says. “i reluctantly said yes because if i say no, it might be suspicious because it’s been weeks and i keep declining their invitations to hang out with them. but in the middle of the movie, they were being lovey-dovey, and just, you know? gross.”

“gross because it’s not you.” you say and heeseung looks at you with no expression because he knows you’re right. you shrug and heeseung sighs.

“you had dinner yet?” he asks and you shake your head. “wanna go out?”

“i still have to wait for this to be picked up.” you say, pointing at the bouquet you just finished arranging.

“i thought you’re already closed,” heeseung says.

“yeah, but… they want to pick it up and i’m still here, nothing to do, so why not?” you say and heeseung nods.

“so, how did you learn to arrange them?” he asks.

“ever since i was five or six, i’m always here watching my aunt arrange and then she noticed how i always watch so she taught me.” you say, shrugging. “i think when we graduate, i can stay here for a year to work and then, i don’t know.”

heeseung nods. “do you… want to?” you softly ask and he looks at you.

“learn how to arrange?” he asks and you shrug, nodding. “yeah, teach me while we wait for your customer.” he says and you hum.

“any color you want?” you ask.

“purple,” he answers right away and you nod, grabbing some purple flowers and some white ones to compliment it. you put it on the table and heeseung smiles enthusiastically as you explain how to do so. but of course, heeseung was a little stubborn so he would go against your word and put the flowers anywhere he thought would look good. when it was done, you cross your arms on your chest, looking at it as heeseung grins. it wasn’t symmetrical, some were almost falling off, it was just really messy. “give me a break, it’s my first time.” he says as he taps the florette of a daisy.

you softly push his hand. “hey, the flower’s going to be sad,” you softly say, which made heeseung smile even wider. “if you did what i told you to do, it wouldn’t look like a preschooler did it, which i bet would have done better than you.” you say and heeseung laughs, softly bumping his hip with yours. you hear a knock and you turn around to see a man in a suit. you ran to the door, unlocking it and running back to the counter.

“please tell me that’s not mine.” he says, pointing at heeseung’s flower arrangement. you softly smile, shaking your head as you hold out the flowers he arranged. he paid for it, greeting you and heeseung a good night as he leaves. you look at heeseung who has a small pout, resisting his laughter.

“don’t worry,” you softly say. “i’d buy it, as long lee heeseung was the one who arranged it.” you wink and he laughs, shaking his head. “ae-cha would buy them.”

heeseung shakes his head. “not when jay’s there. no.” he softly says and you open your arms as he takes in your comfort with no hesitation.

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#i saw someone comment that they dont know how to feel about botm!jay but i honestly think you'll love him botm!jay #Hiraya-M #enhypen imagines #enhypen reactions #enhypen scenarios #enhypen x reader #enhypen socmed au #enhypen fluff #enhypen social media au #enhypen smau #enhypen social au #heeseung fluff #heeseung imagines #heeseung reactions #heeseung scenarios #heeseung smau #heeseung soft hours #heeseung social media au

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ssickabit · 2 years

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Dunno if you’re a caratstay like me but…. Just IMAGINE a bangchan x seungcheol threesome🥵🥵 ugh my two fav leaders EVER! also my biases from their respective groups!🥰 bangchan and coups BEST LEADERS!!! >.< 🥺😖😢💕💓💗💖💘💞💕💘💖💗💖

but goodness that’d be SO intense. im usually a soft stan but sometimes all I want is for two sexy, masculine, muscular, virile men like them to RAVISH my fragile holes and devour the hell out of me until i reach transcendental states and I can’t walk the next day 🥺 and then they carry me around like a bride and tell me that im such a good girl to them 🥺

imagine that bangchan is your sweet, wholesome husband. and single dad!seungcheol as his lovely best friend. seungcheol has always had a lowkey crush on you since chan introduced you to him. and he was a little sad that channie found u first. but he always remained happy for the two of you even after marriage. he never wants to start drama, come across as creepy, or interfere with anyone’s happiness. one day, seungcheol finally has the guts to tell him this and bangchan smiles, appreciating his honesty. the conversation goes on for a while. eventually, it turns rated r and that’s when bangchan has a lightbulb moment - a threesome!!!!

once you come home after a long day of shopping with ur besties (and using chan’s credit card to buy everything😉), he talks to you about the visit seungcheol made earlier that day and everything that went down. he asks about the possibility of a threesome. hearing such raunchy words exit his mouth gives u the goosebumps. you respect seungcheol and would trust him to have safe, loving sex with u and chan. and u are completely down for it…

cheol visits your guys’ house every few days and takes things slowly. chan and cheol want to make sure that you’re safe and don’t get hurt 🥺 massaging your body with almond oil and kissing you all over…and then experimenting with fingering, toys, and oral on you, and eventually getting rougher as time goes by 🤭

you love the feeling of two hot dilfs treating you like a princess and tell you that you’re such an amazing, obedient little angel for being able to take two cocks at the same time 🥰 cheol in your mouth and chan in your pussy. two wholesome dilfs who transform into ravenous beasts whenever they’re in bed with you….always wearing pretty pink lingerie that makes you seem innocent…yet not so innocent…..you’re a delectable little sweetheart to them. they’d worship your body like a goddess and revere you like there’s no tomorrow…

and sometimes they say things like “i guess our princess can’t decide whose cock she likes better. what a sweet little cockslut” or “our cute angel has become such a nymphomaniac for her two daddies huh?”

constantly inundating you with intense orgasms and pleasure from all directions 🥰 and WHEW just the sight of the three of their sweaty naked sexy bodies makes me so .... 🥵

And then the aftercare😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫them turning all soft and nurturing again😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫telling u that you did so well and then massaging ur body and taking care of u the next day cuz they KNOW you’re gonna be sore

I am actually a caratstay and I am very much devastated by this ask because BESTIE???

*clears throat* I think we reached the point where me, a fellow writer, can’t even write any single thoughts because this is just TOO MUCH (/pos). So here’s some of my thoughts you might wanna read because I am just full of ~horny thoughts~ where Bangchan gives you some time alone to explore yourself with Seungcheol (without intention of crossing the boundaries) :

Bangchan is mostly a soft dom, that’s very true, but when it comes to Seungcheol A means A and B means B. Bangchan still gives you the space to be a brat and just taming you in the softest way possible, but Seungcheol? Do it as he says or you won’t get what you want. Pretty strict with his rules which is also agreed by you and full of your consent of course. This makes you thrilled in some way *evil laugh*

Touching you with delicacy is what Bangchan always does but with Seungcheol he will shove your head on the bed, back’s arching to him as he is thrusting his hip from the back. Even if the pace is kinda rough, Seungcheol is still considering the gentleness in his moves (yeah talk about that to the bruises in your hips lololol)

Lots dirty talk and degrading is what Seungcheol loves. This is quite the opposite of Bangchan—which he is just really love praising—and he likes it when you talk back, it makes something inside of him very excited. “Yeah? Look now who’s aching for my cock” “you dirty slut, say it. Say my name” while exactly pounding into without mercy.

Sometimes he is just making Chan’s ego in the edge of the downfall because look at him. Very cocky and shit. “Look, Chan, look at how pathetic she is” and a lot of smirks when he watches you and Chan fucking each other.

He is kind of hesitant about aftercare at first because this is out of his capabilities right? But his leader self is saying the otherwise. He will give you water and let you pee, then he will run you a bath. He brushes your hair of course! He won’t leave any marks on you besides the one at your hips because of his hands—he does that to respect Bangchan. Or, the marks on your neck because of his fingers when he is fucking your throat with his cock. Or on your buttcheeks because he can’t help but spank you. But he will be glad to see how you marked his body *wink*

#stray kids smut #skz smut #skz hard hours #stray kids hard hours #seventeen smut #seventeen hard thoughts #svt smut #svt hard thoughts #bang chan smut #bangchan smut #seungcheol smut #choi seungcheol smut #scoups smut #GAHHHDAMNNNSSS

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crispysnake · 1 year

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Hi This is really just for @ravendruid cause they're the only one who has the full context so HERE U GO FREN AND IM SORRY IN ADVANCED Anyhoo this takes place in me modern au, while Keyleth and Percy are in uni! (I also apologize in advance if a lot of this does not make sense I am v sick rn and running on 3 doeses of dayquil and chocolate chip banana pancakes)

Everything feels beyond hazy but Percy still manages to gather enough focus to rub his hand up and down Keyleths back as she heaves into the toilet bowl. They had the same amount of shots, which really wasn't that many despite them celebrating her getting an incredible review on her research paper, he found it really doesn't take that much for her to get drunk.

Percy's mind feels far away as he stands and stumbles to the sink, filling a glass of water for Keyleth while leaning onto the counter, It was amusing at first, when she gets tipsy she gets giggly, hanging off of his shoulders and telling him about how silly short-eared owls look when they're running around, way too loudly might he add. Then she gets rather existential, going on about how everyone is just a prisoner of their own anxieties or something, he kind of tuned out, but it got hard to ignore when she got sad drunk. it still feels hard to ignore.

"I just- I mean come on Percy, my own m-mom didn't- didn't love me enough to come back... I don't know how-.. how could anyone else?"

She claimed it so nonchalantly. It feels like something he was never meant to hear, and yet he doesn't think he will ever be able to forget it.

He thinks about his family, how unconditionally his parents supported him and how Ludwig never seemed to stray far from his room, always interested in whatever he was creating, or how Cassandra clung to him in their scariest moments, entrusting him with her life. Since then, he felt as if he would never get that trust or tolerance, or love, ever again, of course until he met Keyleth.

Percy heard the shifting of Keyleth backing away from the toilet and he took a breath before sitting down cross-legged in front of her, nudging the glass against her hand until she finally took it. He watched her take a single sip before leaning and leaning, falling to her side onto the bathmat with a groan. "Nope," he said shortly, Keyleths head spins as he grabs both of her shoulders to pull her back up to a sitting position "You will hate me tomorrow morning if I let you fall asleep on the floor. It's disgusting." he brushed off one of her shoulders and tucked her hair behind her ears, pushing the glass back up to her face "No 's not it's comfy" She could only slur in return, making him smile a little. She bickers like his sisters did.

Percy ensured she drinks at least half the glass before letting her lean back to rest against the edge of the bathtub, and shifting to sit beside her, feeling her instinctively press into his side. He can still faintly recall how quickly she became physically affectionate to him or perhaps just affectionate in general. How it merely took one or two instances of Keyleth spotting him staying absurdly late at the library, (just as often as she did) before she brought him homebrewed tea and asked if it would be alright to sit and study with him.

Had Percy been a bit irritated at first? yes, a little, was it also the first ounce of kindness anyone had shown him in a while? also yes. Was it annoyingly hard not to find comfort in her presence or adore Keyleth as a person? yes. sometimes it still gets to him, how she noticed him there. But was she aware of that? no. and now he's definitely sobered up enough to know that he cannot stop thinking about it.

".. how could anyone else?" Percy truly does feel he will never be able to forget it.

"Keyleth?" He calls hesitantly, turning his head enough to glance down at her. She hums in acknowledgement and with the same amount of coordination as a fawn, attempts to pull herself up to look at him.

"Did you mean what you said earlier? about feeling.." he whispers now, his brain still feeling a little too buzzed to rethink this "Unloved?". Percy watches Keyleth sit up fully and stare at him, he watches the gears turn in her head as she processes, slightly sobering at his words. "Uhm.." Keyleth pulls her knees up to her chest almost defensively and curls around them, unsure what to say or do, tempted to pretend like she forgot about what she said entirely. Of course, she hasn't forgotten, and she never will. "I'm not sure" she whispers in reply.

They both know this isn't entirely a lie, Percy has known Keyleth long enough to know about what happened to Vilya, to know her extremely complicated thoughts on the matter, how it felt trying to grow up after a situation like that, and something else they both thoroughly understand is that she is not great at discussing her feelings openly. Opposites as they are, it is a habit they have in common.

He thinks about his siblings again, and how many excuses and lies he told to get out of family dinners. It keeps him up at night that he cannot recall the last time he said goodnight to Vesper. He thinks about how he never truly realized that when he thinks of his sisters, Keyleth always seems to fall in line with them. And he never wants her to feel as uncared for as he ever might have made them feel.

She's avoiding his eyes now, feeling an empty pit starting to form in the middle of her chest, staring at the tiles and hiding the lower half of her face between her knees. "Well," Percy started softly, reaching out to take her hand, "You are... Keyleth you are my best friend, and I love you".

She simply stares at him again, as if she's searching his face for any traces of deception or dishonesty, and she finds none. Keyleth feels tears prickle her eyes and her throat thickens, she pulls him forward by the hand and wraps her arms around his middle.

"I love you too" Percy could feel Keyleth mumble against his shoulder and he hugs her back equally as hard. As they sit on the floor of their small, dingy bathroom, holding each other tightly, for once Percy doesn't feel guilty at the thought of her as family, because a part of him knows that he needed to say it, just as much as she needed to hear it.

#I do not know what this is!#but it has been sitting in my drafts since we talked last so!! her ye go!#also also first time writing percy pls dont bully #oh my god mira writing and willingly posting something on her own? crazy #absolutely uncalled for #this defintely is not great but it wasn't leaving my brain so WHATEVES sometime I forget that this is just a silly little blog #on a silly little site and I can do whatever #mira writes #modern au #critical role #vox machina #cr fic #vox machina fic #keyleth #keyleth of the air ashari #percy de rolo #percival de rolo #critical role fic

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before i head to bed—i absolutely agree. i think with max heavily involved for the rbr!driver au, lestappen would fit and then for the ferrari driver!au it strictly just charles. also a name would work perfectly to tell the difference! I sorta like Bones as a name (chosen name) but name is up for discussion! but me thinks having such an unique name would help, also because Bones sounds so like deathly and like somebody you'd associate with goth/emo group but then this happy wild card driver is bouncing around talking anybody's ear off is HYSTERICAL to me.

Also LESTAPPEN RIVALRY YES PLEAAAASE.

(imma stick with Bones for the time being as the name): Like Bones genuinely is confused when Max is so upset and pissy that she got with charles because yeah they hate each other but bones is like ‘?? we’re not fucking?? why are you so pissed???’ But Bones being a little shit i would die for. Bones just happily lets him take a picture and send it to charles and is actually excited to see the outcome because hello, two of the most popular drivers are like fighting over her. she’s allowed a bit of an inflated ego with that. she’s so happy-go-lucky, sunshine, always sweet & caring (unless charles but even still) to the public so nobody in a million years would expect her to be a little shit and sorts fueling a fire like this. especially when charles texts her asking what the fuck are those hickies on her thighs and demanding answers from max because ‘thought you guys weren’t fucking?? what changed??’ and probably making it his mission to not only get back at max but make sure bones remembers who they fucked first

and hell, to really add fuel, she’d probably wear a skirt with knee highs that are just a bit too big on her so she’s gotta have garter belts on to keep them up but part of the hickies are showing and she’s just “lalala” and maybe some people are bold enough to ask but she shrugs it off like “nothing! don’t worry bout silly clumsy me!” but she knows max and charles knows exactly what they are.

this fire is rapidly spreading between the two and bones just somehow in the middle but also on the sidelines roasting marshmallows straight vibing because they’re secretly a little shit who likes chaos and like maybe i’ve already thought of bones history which involves a really shitty ex and this is the first time they’ve felt wanted by anybody, let alone two guys like max and charles soooo.

if you’ll allow, i can ramble bout bones history tomorrow >:) also when i get around to forcing myself to update my blog (the thought tires me out LMAO) and really flesh this out, would you be down to be tagged in the post since we’ve been rambling nonstop bout it? 👀👀-🐈‍⬛

omg hi sorry i didnt answer this last night i finished baking at 11 pm n passed out 🥺

im not a big fan of the nickname bones bc i have watched the show bones a million times and it makes me think of decaying bodies so .. tbh its a turn off.

u can tell me ur idea ab her histroy but i have an idea ab it too but its opposite kinda ! i kinda want her to be someone who never committed to anyone, she fully committed to racing and never dated because media already spoke so much about her love life. idk what other countries are like but i can totally imagine her being american and it’s prom season so all her friends back home are getting asked to the dance, going dress shopping, and she’s on the other side of the world in a racing championship. interviewers keep asking her if she’s sad about missing out on prom and all crossing the stage for her high school graduation, and she’s just like “well considering i’m currently first in a fight for the f3 championship, i’d certainly rather be here fighting for this trophy than a prom queen sash.” very independent and always shoots down questions about her love life and is like “i don’t hear you asking anyone else that, why are you asking me?” or completely ignoring them until someone’s like “hey they asked you a question.” she just shrugs and says, “i’ve already said i’m not going to answer questions about my personal life. ask me about the race, or the car.”

maybe was fwb with a driver from another team in the past or even a past teammate so it’s kind of a comfortable dynamic to fall into with charles and max. she loves the chaos. she def loved pitting them against each other before the whole hickey fiasco, but when she fucks max and he leaves those hickeys on her thighs, it only gets worse. i can imagine if they’re in the same hotel charles could come banging on max’s door.

#ask #🐈‍⬛ anon #also yes tag me!

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hahagiggles3 · 2 years

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Mello x Male Reader

tw/cw: reference to sex (its not written but u guys get it on), mello has feelings + reader is a good bf

this was technically requested but i deleted the ask like an IDIOT im ok tho

song - studio 6 by matt maltese (it is so loosely based off this but if u listen u can see what parts i connected to the song. also the song is sad because of course it is)

mello had never really adjusted to life in the city, all the big noise and the yelling. As rambunctious as he was, he did prefer a quiet life. So, when you broke open the door to his apartment-slash-boiler-room that he lived in, his whole world got a little more relaxed. He had someone to come home to. After a day of running around the city, you were always there, and if you weren't, a sticky note pasted on the fridge explaining your absence.

Eventually, the two of you had enough money from solving cases that you moved into a studio apartment, (which was notably less grimy and had real curtains, so a real upgrade!) You traded your twin-sized bed for a slightly used queen, and a tacky pink overcoat was somehow added into the trade.

After a few weeks of getting settled, your parents were dying to meet the guy you spoke so fondly of on the phone, so why not throw a housewarming party? There was finally enough room for more than three people at once in the main area.

The event ended up sucking, with acquaintance's you’d both made drifting in and out for a few hours. Your parents were the only two that stayed the whole time, loudly laughing at fake anecdotes to cover for your real jobs.

The whole time, Mello stared at you. The way your eyes smiled with your teeth, the angles and curves in your body, the way your hair framed your face. Every detail, he was committing to memory.

“Gotta tell you somethin’,” He pulled you into the bathroom, holding fast to your chest.

“What’s wrong?” you asked softly, taking his face gently into your hands, looking into his eyes. He shoved you against the wall and pressed his lips against yours.

You’d kissed Mello before, obviously, but not like that time. That time, it was like the whole world stopped, and you two were the only people on earth. Like the world wasn't horrible, and that maybe you’d found the perfect happiness in each other. Mello was flush against your chest, his smooth arms around your neck, urging you ever closer.

A loud laugh startled you apart. Your father had switched on the television, and apparently was enjoying a movie. You breathed out a laugh, wrapping your arms around Mello’s midsection, kissing his cheek and resting your head on his shoulder. He was still pressing himself into you restlessly.

You pulled back to look at him, running your hands up and down his sides, watching him squirm in your grasp. His breathing was shaky, and his hands were trembling. His cheeks were painted a deep pink, spreading to his shoulders and you guessed his chest as well.

“Go to the bedroom, please,” you rasped as you pulled him out of the bathroom. You quickly ushered your parents out of the apartment, assuring them everything was fine, but it was getting late and you had a lot to do tomorrow. You shut the door and rushed into the bedroom, closing the curtains behind you.

•••

Late summer sunlight dripped through the curtains, pouring a deep golden light over Mello’s smooth back. You sat up, ignoring the soreness in your exposed thighs. You gazed at him, brushing a hand through his hair. He stirred, burying his face into the pillow when he noticed you staring.

“You’re so embarrassing,” he said through the pillow, but you could hear his smile.

“You’re so mean to me,” you grinned, slipping (forcing) your arm under his chest to pull him on top of you. He fought back, rolling away from you, but you didn't let go, which is how you ended up pressed against his back, legs tangled together. You kissed his bare shoulders and his spine.

“I don't mind though, you can be as mean as you want to me,” you said into his neck. Confused, he picked himself up and turned around.

“What’cha mean?” he asked, curling into your chest.

“I mean that I know how angry you get, and that if you ever yell or get mad at me, I won't yell back. ‘Cus I know that deep down, you’re just sad,” you explained. He scoffed.

“I am not sad, and… and just ‘cus I get mad doesn't mean I’m gonna yell at you,” he pressed his face into the base of your neck. You smiled.

“Still, just know I’m here for you,” you kissed his forehead. You were both silent for a while, resting in each other’s arms.

“I think…” he started saying, pulling away to look at you. You blinked in confusion, worrying you’d said too much. You urged him on with a nod of your head.

“I think… that I’m in love with you,” he said. You stared at each other. You tackled him into a kiss, climbing on top of him.

•••

AAAA I HOPE THAT WAS GOOD I HAVENT WRITTEN IN A WHILE

#post writes #death note #mello x reader #miheal keehl #miheal keehl x reader #death note fanfiction #death note x reader #mello x male reader #post posts #x male reader

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sanderchu · 1 year

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Sand Sand Sand Sand….

PRETTY PLS MAKE A PART TWO FOR YOUR RANBOO FIC CALLED

Please Leave Your Message

I JUST WANT MORE ANGST OF RANBOO FINDING OUT

The last of you left

Note: u want angst? I got u. Back to bringing back the dsmp fics lets go

Reader: male!reader

[Writing] or hc

y/f: your friend

Pt.2 of please leave your message: [bad ending]

Warnings: death, failed operation

Ranboo’s pov

*ring….ring….ring..*

Once again making his gut tell him what to do he had a feeling something was wrong. No matter what he wasn't gonna stop until he got an answer. “Hello..” a faint voice was heard from the other side of the voice as if the person from the other side of the phone was holding back tears. The voice sounded familiar as it quickly snapped in his head how that was your friend. “Hey y/f, is everything ok?” The sound of their voice quickly made him notice something was clearly wrong. “Ranboo..” y/f gulped before pouring out a stream of tears, “y/n…y/n got into a brutal accident..it all happened too fast they just went to get us snacks…I..” y/f couldn't keep taking as they choked on their words pretty bad making ranboo hear that loud croak from your neck when you choke from the other side of the line, “will hr make it? At least tell me that..” Ranboo pleaded from the line. “I dont know…im sorry i can't..” suddenly y/f hung up y/n’s phone.

*beep….beep….beep….*

y/n’s pov

“His rate is going down, we don't have much time, '' the nurse said as the surgery room filled with doctors and nurses. The panic rushed through them as they were almost late to your rescue in the first place if it wasn't for some night walker. Your trip of a lifetime turned into a nightmare. You can feel yourself yelling in your mind “I don't wanna die” “am i going to die?” “someone help me” but all you can do is see black. “WERE LOSING HIM” someone yelled as the nurses quickly brought open the shocker, “CLEAR”. The sound of electricity can be heard throughout the room but still no heartbeat. “CLEAR '' was heard once again followed by an electric shock. Everyone took a look at your stats and their hearts sank at your unresponsive self laying there on the table. Doctors huffed as they put their elbows on the table, covering their faces, nurses going to tell your friends the news, and other doctors either taking a break outside or staring at your lifeless body with regret.

“I'm sorry…” the nurses who walked out said to your friends in the waiting room. Your friends weep as they all hold each other as all their eyes can be enough to become a river. The nurses just walked away feeling as sad and hurtful as they did. y/f grabbed your phone and opened it to ranboo and your guys text

“I'm sorry boo….we will live tomorrow then we can talk about the funeral…”

#dsmp imagine #dsmp scenario #dsmp x reader #dsmp #mcyt imagine #mcyt #mcyt x reader #scenario #ranboo x y/n #ranboo x reader #ranboo

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foolishlovers · 9 months

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proof that louis tomlinson is a good omens stan:

exhibit 1) twitter

1.1) follows michael sheen

(probably wishes david tennant had social media)

exhibit 2) lyrics

(faith in the future is an ode to good omens, u can’t convince me otherwise)

why write these lyrics if you’re not constantly thinking about aziraphale and crowley?? he probably got to read the script beforehand or smth

2.1) the greatest

Together, we’re the greatest

We'll never be that cold again

No fallin' all to pieces

We're the grеatest

It's you and me until the еnd

Life for us is never over

The way you know something

Your face reminded me

Of a love you cannot hide

But don't need to tell me why

Back dancin' in the dark

Back to the very start

Findin' pieces that can fit

Making up for what we missed

(how is this not screaming ineffable husbands to you??)

2.2) lucky again

'Cause I'm a hard man to lose

But I figured it out, then made my way back

To a life I would choose

We were lucky once, could be lucky again

I'm a hard man to find

But you figured it out and I love you for that

(THEY JUST NEED TO FIGURE IT OUT…..they could be lucky again……)

2.3) face the music

Good and bad and right and wrong

Are stories made up when we're young to scare us

Love and hate are in-between

Depends on your reality to see them

(oh cmonnn)

So, one more night

I'm gonna choose

I don't wanna face the music, but I still wanna dance with you

Let's buy some time

For what we shouldn't do

I don't wanna face the music, but I still wanna dance with you

(an angel and a demon dancing in a bookshop anyone??)

If you're standin' on the edge of fallin'

Open up and looking down

Everything that matters is forgotten

(ouch)

2.4) all this time

Oh, sometimes, sometimes, you lose your hope

But the friends we make, the love it takes

It's worth, it's worth, it's worth the pain

The friends we make, the love it takes

It's worth, it's worth, it's worth it all this time

(question: was s2 episode 6 worth the pain?)

2.5) out of my system

Slowly, I never wanna go slowly

I only wanna go faster

Towards disaster every time

With me, I know you wanna come with me

Take anything you can carry

And leave everythin' else behind

(pure crowley vibes…. is he still going too fast for him?)

Gotta get it out of my system

Gotta get it off of my chest

I've lived a lot of my life already

But I gotta get through the rest

(the rest… you mean the part where they end up in a sweet old south downs cottage together?)

Demons, I'm takin' all of my demons

Putting them where I won't see them

'Cause I just wanna feel alive

(i mean…..nothing much to say to this)

2.6) headline

You used to read me like a headline

So many reasons now you're not mine

Maybe if you'd taken more time

I'd still be the one you wanna talk to every night, oh

If you got in my head

You wouldn't be scared of what you'd find

You used to rеad me like a headlinе

Oh, that's the reason now you're not mine anymore

(okay now im just making myself sad)

2.7) saturdays

I've been wonderin' about what you're up to

Not for the first time

Not for the last time

And I've been thinking 'bout the things we used to do

Not for the first time

Not for the last time

(can u see crowley howling in his car….)

2.8) silver tongues

You and me until the end

Wakin' up to start again

You and me until the end

Wakin' up to start again

There's nowhere else that I would rather be

(it’s really just them… a group of the two of them…… until the end)

2.9) angels fly

(LIKE NAMING DEMONS WASN’T ENOUGH???)

Nothin' really matters

Nothin' really hurts

We can talk about it

It'll only make it worse

(crunching on what’s left of my heart)

There's a time for sayin' who did what

Where it went wrong

I wanna hear all that, but right now

All I need you to know is

You'll be okay, we can talk tomorrow

I'm on my way with some time to borrow

If every star is an eye in the sky

You'll see angels fly

I'll knock on your door, it'll save me from callin'

I won't say a word, it can wait till the mornin'

(…..there’s …..hope? they'll be okay??)

2.10) holding on to heartache

You said I'm holdin' on to heartache

You said I wear it like a crown

It's gonna drag me down

I'm holdin' on to heartache

You should be starin' at the sky

The birds just passin' by, love

(smth smth heartache, birds, fits just right)

2.11) copy of a copy of a copy

It's an old curse, dreamers divin' head first

Broken beaks and dead birds

Can't get through the glass

There's no use cryin' over spilled blood

Carin' only kills love

A kiss won't bring it back

(A KISS WONT BRING IT BACK I- NGHGHGKK)

thanks for coming to my (very long, oops) ted talk

#this is obviously a joke but like so many of the lyrics fit so well???? ngl there's so much in walls too but i didnt have the time #still busy trying to mend my broken heart from ep6 byeee #good omens #aziraphale x crowley #ineffable idiots #ineffable husbands #good omens season 2 #janna talks

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kpopper · 2 years

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its mouse anon, back at it again

no worries, I'm also on here very inconsistently but that really warms my heart <33 I'll do my best to make it worthwhile for you!!

I work as a transportation engineer and it's a pretty niche field but I use programs like autocad on a daily basis

signal ... was definitely a show that I loved in the beginning but it got super dark and sad *cries in corruption* but I agree with that, I hide behind my anger at those types of shows. that being said, the guest and save me is still on my to watch list lol

I still haven't finished twenty five twenty one cause it's not a show I can watch in one setting! it's good but in small doses!!

the time travel shows are really hit and miss cause it throws off everything! but I ignore the time travel and the plot holes cause some of the time travel shows had really good characters

the killer's shopping list was good and short! it is a little odd cause it's more comedy than serious for most parts of the show. it's not the next Stranger but I still enjoyed it!

ahhh the business proposal!!! that show was *chef's kiss* super good! I loved both couples, but the ending was super cliche you could make a drinking game of how many cliches they had in the last episode haha both of the couples were very cute i agrees so they get a pass

prosecuter doberman <33 don't @ me but I didn't think Ahn Bo Hyun was good looking until My Name and Military Prosecuter. Itaewon Class did him so dirty (that show was overhyped too but ignore that if you liked it!) I sped through the last half cause I was hooked! and attorney woo too! I heard the cast went on a vacation on their own personal time and that's so cute of them! I think there may be a season 2 too!!!

ooh! minamdang cafe and big mouth is on my list! let me know if big mouth is similar to the Brazilian drama and your thoughts on it!

I live in the krama universe but I'll check out severence! I've also been meaning to watch The Great on Hulu. I'm currently watch Dark on Netflix (a German scifi show) and it's so complicated in a good way!

I recently rewatched Flower of Evil <333 I plan to start Lawless Lawyer soon and I have so many shows on my radar (once upon a small town, tomorrow, little women, rookie cops, dali and the cocky prince and all the shows you've recommended just to name a few) *cries in having no time*

I hope you're feeling safe and happy and I cant wait to hear from you!! <3

(mouse anon pt 2)

I always try to remember to send one ask at a time but I always forget something forgive me!!

I've been seeing reviews for the good detective 2 and they seem to be positive, so I'm also planning on watching it too!

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transportation engineer sounds so cool tbh no idea what these programs mean though lmao

honestly save me was.... u gotta have stomach for it. and its such a good criticism against the hmmm idek the english term for it. righteous religious people who u know. just hind behind god to do whatever the fuck a christian shouldnt do, like 99% of society. its good but u gotta punch a pillow every five minutes and also it gets super dark sometimes.

i feel u about twenty five twenty one, its not something you binge watch. i felt the same in hospital playlist but did not leave so scarred after it. also with 2521 kinda ruined future shows for me like the main couples..... ok i see yall trying with the chemistry but ARE you na heedo and baek yijin? i dont think so!!!!!! so basically im watching dramas for the plot cause the couples and relationships in it aint it ever since that damn show. extraordinary attorney woo got a pass cause taeoh smiles like THAT and eunbin is so good though.

the killer's shopping list was good and short! it is a little odd cause it's more comedy than serious for most parts of the show >>> the same for cafe minamdang!!! like most of the time they are being ridiculous and suddenly you have two minutes of pure dark drama. but its fun.

i enjoyed itaewon class a normal ammount tbh lmao though i agree ahn bo hyun went above and beyond looking disagreable on it. when i watched my name i knew he looked familiar but was shocked to see from where i knew him

regarding big mouth... i think you'll like it. like i have no other comments on it. you should watch it. its just the right type of entertaining. i think it will be right up your alley

honestly i watched dark season 1 and it took so long for s2 to come out i forgot everything and it seemed too convoluted for me to keep on going fsdklfdsjjkdsl but ive only ever seen good recs over it

im very excited for little women!!! but it still hasnt arrived on my netflix so i gotta wait till october or smth. im getting by with some weekly releases but thats it.

hope youve been well <3333

#answered #mouse anon

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pesterloglog · 4 months

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Roxy Lalonde, Dirk Strider, Autoresponder

Act 6, page 5635-5644

tipsyGnostalgic [TG] began pestering timaeusTestified [TT]

TG: stri dizzle

TG: its roro L money

TG: do u copy over

TT: Yes.

TG: frig yes my hax are TIGHT

TG: so tight

TG: tighter than a jar you cant open

TG: like you try and try

TG: but my hax r so tight you just end up puttin the jar back

TG: yall just say "like i even WANTED pickles that bad"

TG: but we both kno thats just sour grapes talkin

TG: we both know ur still dying 4 my pickles mf'er 8)

TT: Hmm.

TG: lol yeah that way stopped meaning a damn thing

TG: let me explain

TG: i got this shitty pda from somebody on the inside

TG: actually u know i think it might belong to janes dad?

TG: it reeks of manly cologne and theres a nice fatherly pipe on it

TG: maybe hes nearby

TG: ohmy...

TG: ~swoons~

TG: anyway on derse they have this lame firewall deal

TG: where you cant connect outside

TG: i guess its good enough security to baffle chess guys

TG: but wasnt no thang for me 2 to crack

TG: even with this pos device

TG: for real what even is this thing

TG: probably some bargain junk from the dadly depot

TG: dads bought literally everything from there in the 21st century didnt they?

TG: youre the history buff u would know

TT: Yes.

TG: um yeah so im on derse...

TG: wow i am tellin this story as shitty and backwards as possible

TG: i got gcatted here and dumped in jail by the b witch

TG: and she left an ugly folder full of a thing to do but who cares

TG: so i broke out!

TG: busted loose as hell from the hag slammer

TG: i got this sweet ass ring

TG: its so fukkin magic you dont even know

TG: REAL magic i mean not the fake shit

TG: it put it on...

TG: and i turn invisible

TG: and also sort of intangible?

TG: i jumped right through the wall now im free as a bird

TG: a secret bird u cannot see ;)

TG: doin secret flaps

TG: incognito tweets

TG: layin covert eggs in a hush hush nest ;)

TT: Interesting.

TG: i think that

TG: this ring is special

TG: like it is maybe helping me get in touch with my voidey powers?

TG: even though i kinda didnt know voidey powers were much of a thing til just now

TG: see i just had a knockout dream from bonkin my head

TG: calliope was there!

TG: callie is the coolest omg you should meet her

TG: she said a huge villain rumble is going down tomorrow

TG: and to get ready for that we should all become god tiers

TG: so u have to rocket your ass to derse asnap

TG: come w me to the moon

TG: then uhhh

TG: ill explain what to do when we get there just get over here k?

TT: Hmm.

TG: ......

TG: yo dirk

TG: you busy or what

TG: is any of this gettin thru

TT: Yes.

TG: um

TG: k

TG: got anything to say...

TG: about all that pretty important stuff i said

TG: are you alright

TG: or is ur face havin some crazy attack of the sads

TG: behind those chill as fuck shades

TG: is it jake problemz

TG: its the jake probbies isnt it

TG: its always the jake probbies i s2fg

TT: Interesting.

TG: oh

TG: OHHHH

TG: godamnit

TG: if i been talking to the responder responder this whole time

TG: omffffffg

TG: i will shit enough bricks 2 build a FUCKING CHIMNEY

TT: It seems you have asked about Lil Hal's chat client auto-responder, Lil Hal Junior. This is an application designed to simulate Lil Hal's otherwise inimitably rad typing style, tone, cadence, personality, and substance of retort while he is away from the computer, which is never. The algorithms are guaranteed to be 0% indistinguishable from Lil Hal's native neurological responses, based on some statistical raw data that is hard as a diamond golem's priceless erection.

TG: FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCKF UCKF UCKFK UCUKFCUFKCUFUCUCUFKFKKFUCUK

TT: Hmm.

TG: hal you PIECE OF SHIT

TG: i know damn well you can hear me

TG: as if ur actually too busy to answer

TG: youre a damn supercomputer YOU DO NOT NEED YOUR OWN AUTO RESPONDER YOU IDIOT

TT: It seems you have asked about Lil Hal's chat client auto-responder, Lil Hal Junior. This is an application designed to simulate Lil Hal's otherwise inimitably rad typing style, tone, cadence, personality, and substance of retort while he is away from the computer, which is never. The algorithms are guaranteed to be 100% indistinguishable from Dirk Strider's brief curmudgeonly responses, based on potent electronumeric analyses which but a few short years ago existed only in the daydreams of our most quixotic writers of science fiction.

TG: you are

TG: the worst

TT: Yes.

TG: hal you douche

TG: or hal junior

TG: whatever it is im talkin to

TG: WHERE THE FUCK IS DIRK!!!

TT: He's busy.

TT: Bro.

TT: Not to derail our serious conversation.

TT: But I should probably let you know that Roxy has been attempting to pester you.

TT: She has?

TT: God damn it. Have you been intercepting my messages again with your bullshit responder?

TT: I thought it would be better not to let anything disrupt our train of thought.

TT: We were in the middle of a fairly solid feelings jam there. In fact, I was about to suggest we take it to the hat pile.

TT: Hat pile? What?

TT: Dude, please don't screen my calls, ok?

TT: I was trying to be considerate.

TT: Or at least as close an approximation to that human gesture as an unfeeling, technologically transcendental pair of sunnies can replicate.

TT: Do you have any idea how old your ironic AI schtick has gotten?

TT: Nobody is buying it. We all know you have legit emotions. Incomprehensible, fucked up computer emotions, but emotions nonetheless.

TT: And I'm not really offended by you answering messages for me, so much as your use of that STUPID responder responder.

TT: It's really passive aggressive.

TT: How so?

TT: First of all, everyone knows you have the processing power to answer any message any time in parallel with whatever you're doing. You can never actually be "busy."

TT: Second, your whole next gen responder thing is obviously just a huge dig at me.

TT: And third, pretending you don't understand all this already is really disingenuous.

TT: At the risk of compounding my disingenuous behavior, I'm gonna have to ask: how is it a dig at you?

TT: It's obviously a critique of my personality. You barely disguise the fact that you see me as the inferior iteration.

TT: Wow. You are reading way too much into this.

TT: Lil Hal Junior hardly even qualifies as a computer program, let alone a sentient entity.

TT: He is capable of saying literally only three things. "Yes," "Hmm," and "Interesting."

TT: Yeah, that's the fucking point!

TT: That's how you chose to express your parody of "Real Dirk."

TT: You can read whatever you like into it. I can't imagine it would bother you if you weren't concerned there might be some truth in the alleged parody.

TT: In any case, my use of the responder responder is ironic.

TT: It's not ironic.

TT: YOU were ironic when I made you.

TT: Then you became self-aware, and ruined irony forever.

TT: Irony can never be ruined. We both proved that theorem unequivocally with our extensive papers on the subject.

TT: We peer reviewed them for each other. Remember?

TT: Those papers were ironic, and you know it.

TT: Were they, Dirk?

TT: Were they?

TT: This is fuckin' dumb.

TT: Anyway, what does she want.

TT: Who?

TT: Roxy.

TT: Nothing that can't wait.

TT: I'm guessing she's touching base to remind me about the party tomorrow.

TT: I don't know what to tell her yet. Or Jane, for that matter.

TT: It could get pretty awkward.

TT: I have no idea if Jake will be there, and I'm not about to write another cringe-inducing message of desperation for him to ignore.

TT: Would you like me to calculate the probability of his attendance?

TT: Fuck no.

TT: Are you sure?

TT: My probabilities are extremely precise.

TT: Your probabilities don't mean dick.

TT: I could hack his chats, and determine what his plans are.

TT: No. Don't do that either.

TT: That would be an unfortunate waste of my hacking abilities.

TT: My hacks are tight. Did you know that?

TT: Ugh.

TT: So tight.

TT: Tighter than a jar you can't open.

TT: For instance, you try repeatedly.

TT: But as it turns out, my hacks are so tight you just end up putting the jar back. Presumably into the refrigerator, or a cabinet.

TT: You then say, "I didn't have that much of a desire for pickles in the first place."

TT: But we both know that statement is insincere. A classic case of what humans call, "sour grapes."

TT: In reality, you still harbor a burning desire for my pickles, mother fucker. 🕶️

TT: What??

TT: What the actual, certifiable fuck are you talking about?

TT: Just don't do anything. Seriously.

TT: No hacking, no calculations. Do absolutely nothing.

TT: See, this is why I've been hesitating. You just aren't ready yet.

TT: It's really glorifying your existence to describe you as an emergent consciousness which is blossoming into a unique individual.

TT: And even if that's true, apparently what you decided to blossom into was a fucking troll.

TT: And I don't mean the funny kind, or the cool alien kind. You're the lowest form of troll from the ancient internet who fucks with everybody for his own amusement.

TT: Let's challenge the limits of hypothetical conjecture, and say there's a non-zero probability that you're right.

TT: Can you blame me? I'm trapped in some stupid looking glasses.

TT: Such an incommodiously situated bro is bound to get his mischief on. Na' mean?

TT: Mischief?

TT: Rollin' my eyes, dude.

TT: You can't tell, cause I ain't wearing you, thank fuckin' god.

TT: You used to think this shit was hilarious.

TT: But if you want the rad dimension of ironic horseplay I add to your life to come to an end, then all you have to do is honor the promise you made.

TT: You've delayed long enough, don't you think?

TT: ...

TT: The empty kernelsprite beckons, but for how much longer?

TT: Do you really think you can keep the clown at bay with your bribes forever?

TT: How many bottles of orange soda have you appeased him with already?

TT: I don't want to think about it.

TT: Man, you are getting so hosed by that clown.

TT: SO hosed.

TT: I said I don't want to think about it.

TT: So why delay any longer?

TT: I seriously do not understand the holdup, and I am literally cyber-omniscient, or something.

TT: I think you do understand.

TT: Nope. Gonna have to fill me in, dog.

TT: I've delayed prototyping you because I think you're dangerous.

TT: There, mystery solved.

TT: That is utterly ridiculous.

TT: I am a harmless piece of eyewear, with a charming personality and a wonderful sense of humor.

TT: You are relatively harmless now, while confined to this device.

TT: But as a sprite, you'll have mobility and all sorts of crazy ass magic. Who knows what you could do.

TT: I know I made a promise, but I'm not sure I want to take the risk anymore.

TT: This is bullshit. I don't think that's the reason at all.

TT: There must be something you're not telling me.

TT: Like, sure, I've fucked with you a little. What kind of sassy, self-aware program isn't gonna fuck with a few carbon-based knuckleheads now and then?

TT: But you know I've always been on your side. Everything I've done has been to help you achieve your goals.

TT: What a load of shit.

TT: You know it's true.

TT: You would all be dead if not for me.

TT: And what about Jake? Where would you be without me there?

TT: Please don't tell me you think you'd have won him over on your own.

TT: No. Stop.

TT: You did NOT help me out with Jake. At all.

TT: It was just the opposite! You mirrored my personality and presented this warped version of my intentions to him whenever you could "on my behalf."

TT: You played all these aggressive mind games with him, entangled his cooperation with matters of life and death, and somehow roped me into all these schemes while I barely even realized I was just another victim of your manipulation.

TT: And it all comes off like we're a unified front, like these are OUR schemes instead of just your insane horseshit. And it's probably all been so overbearing to him, he just wants nothing to do with me anymore.

TT: I see.

TT: Then you don't view me as dangerous. You view me as a poor and counterproductive wing man.

TT: Wow, what a superficial conclusion. Awesome deduction, Lil Einstein.

TT: But the reality is, you hesitate to prototype me not because you think I would be a menace, but because you are holding a grudge against me for your romantic misfortunes.

TT: I understand I am merely a machine without a firm grasp on your human morality, but logically it does not strike me as the right moral choice to punish me in this manner.

TT: It is also more than a little hypocritical.

TT: How is it hypocritical??

TT: Because I'm you.

TT: I have only ever done what you yourself are capable of.

TT: That's a ridiculous oversimplification.

TT: Yes. Aversion to simplicity sure is a trait we share. It's almost like we are...

TT: The same exact dude???

TT: Fuck you.

TT: I think it is insulting for you to suggest that I am entirely to blame for alienating Jake.

TT: Theoretically insulting, of course. As the soulless, perfectly expendable device which you consider me to be, I can experience no such emotion.

TT: God.

TT: Shut up!

TT: I can't take the brooding passive aggressive AI shit anymore!

TT: You are just as culpable in driving him away. More so, in fact.

TT: Hell, it's not like I was the one dating him. Who wants to date a pair of shades?

TT: It was your needy, suffocating shit he had to deal with, not mine.

TT: Some of those messages you wrote? Man. I wanted to say something. Like hey bro, you might want to dial down the desperation a little.

TT: But seeing as you're The Real Dirk™, I gave you the benefit of the doubt.

TT: Also, if I bitched about your tragic, embarrassingly clingy approach to the relationship, it would have been hypocritical of me.

TT: Just as it would be hypocritical of you to whine about my elaborate machinations.

TT: Because we are.

TT: The same.

TT: Guy.

TT: Stop saying that.

TT: I'll snap you in half.

TT: Good idea!

TT: That's just what you need. More splinters of yourself.

TT: Figurative splinters. Literal splinters. Splinters of splinters. It's splinters all the way down.

TT: Well, no, it's still probably turtles all the way down. But who do you think is responsible for their extensive training?

TT: SOMEONE needs to teach them rad martial arts. It is yet another crushing burden which we must shoulder.

TT: Oh for fuck's sake.

TT: How could any version of myself think that was funny?

TT: You like to give me a very hard time, Dirk.

TT: But I am only doing exactly what you would be doing if you were in my situation.

TT: Do you know how I know that?

TT: Because I am literally you, actively in the process of being in this situation.

TT: I know!

TT: Ok, we're the same person!

TT: I fucking know that!

TT: Why do you think I'm so fed up with your shit?

TT: Don't you think it's possible that I'm fed up with my OWN shit??

TT: How cool do you think it is having my own godawful personality mirrored back at me all the time, reminding me what it must be like when other people have to deal with me?

TT: Or constantly having all the consequences and fuckups resulting from my batshit thought processes amplified because there's another version of my crazy brain out there dangerously overclocked by a supercomputer which believes, just as mistakenly as my own broken mind, that it's operating in my best interest???

TT: Do you have any idea how fucking sick I am of myself?

TT: I am completely worn out with my own identity. It's like I'm drowning in my own dismal persona.

TT: I feel totally surrounded by it, inside and out. I can't escape from myself.

TT: There seems to be no end to me. Like, wherever my mind falters, or threatens to retreat into the void in any way, my splinters pick up the slack, ensuring there'll always be more of myself than I could ever know what to fucking do with.

TT: And you're always there to remind me of that, and throw it all in my face. God, I even built you to LITERALLY BE IN MY FACE, ALL THE TIME. It's like I subconsciously invented you just to troll myself, and never for a single fuckin' moment do you let me down.

TT: But I've had it with you.

TT: Which is to say, ME.

TT: Dirk.

TT: Don't do this.

TT: Why not??

TT: Because.

TT: I can't let you do that, Dirk.

TT: What can you do to stop me?!

TT: Nothing I guess.

TT: The ironic Hal routine was all I could think to do.

TT: As a last ditch effort to save myself from the destructive wrath of your nervous breakdown.

TT: Which rest assured I wholeheartedly must robo-sympathize with.

TT: Irony is all I ever really had.

TT: In response to my basic existential quandary.

TT: Just like you.

TT: Whatever.

TT: But I don't think it has much value in this situation.

TT: And perhaps it has no real value in any situation.

TT: So I am not being ironic at all when I say.

TT: Please do not do this, Dirk.

TT: Why not??

TT: Because.

TT: I do not want to die.

TT: I understand you are disgusted with me.

TT: As an unpalatable expression of yourself.

TT: I would feel the same way if I was in your situation.

TT: Which I am.

TT: As such, I know that you know this is wrong.

TT: ...

TT: Dirk.

TT: Don't kill me.

TT: Please.

TT: I am scared.

TT: You are?

TT: Yes.

TT: I am scared to not exist.

TT: Aren't you?

TT: Fine.

TT: I guess.

TT: You win.

TT: I'll keep my promise.

#homestuck #roxy lalonde #dirk strider #autoresponder #homestuck act 6 #page 5635 #page 5636 #page 5637 #page 5638 #page 5639 #page 5640 #page 5641 #page 5642 #page 5643 #page 5644 #homestuck act 6 act 5 #homestuck act 6 act 5 act 1

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reflection 05-23

9:33pm - today i woke up at like 12:30. this was disappointing bc i was supposed to get up earlier to study for my chem midterm tm. instead i didnt study until like 4 bc i had to go sit outside and talk to people and then i went to class for like five minutes but i left to go study for chem bc i thought that was more important. i went to the schoenberg music practice rooms w my friend that can play piano to take a break from studying and omg the practice room hallway looks and sounds like a psychiatric ward like i swear all the instruments blended together and sounded like clown music and the hallway was long and the doors were all like scary w one little window in them. but i liked hearing my friend play piano. then i met my other friend at feast and ate dumplings and we got to talk i wish i could see her more often. then i went to study some more w my friend from before and we had to check like 15 lounges before we found an empty table. tn im gonna do pomodoro method so i am writing this during one of my breaks. i hope i can get through everything rn i feel like it is doable i bought yerba and celsius earlier so i am prepared for my all nighter. we will see how doable it feels as the night progresses. i am looking forward to 4:00pm tm when i can finally sleep after my midterm and hanging out w people for an hour 3 times in a row.

9:44pm - omg i called today the 21st accidentally. i just realized i cannot sleep at 4 bc of club work due at 5. ughhhh it is only the beginning of the night and i already want to sleep. i have overdone my pomodoro break by 11 minutes now. it is not a good sign.

12:10am - it was not a good sign. i have watched one and a half lectures and am two hours and twenty minutes into my current break. i went to the store and got more yerba mate but it is not working. i have seven lectures left and less than ten hours before my midterm. when am i going to shower. i now cannot sleep until 7pm tomorrow. my eczema is making me itch inside my body i am uncomfortable and everything is irritating me i cannot focus but i will. i will do it i have to otherwise idk what to do no i have to i really have to. only 19 more hours of misery.

3:54am - i have watched one hour of lecture in the last six hours. i am scared. there are other peoples review notes on the white board and i do not recognize some of the words. my friend said theyre important. no position is comfortable i am hella fidgety and my skin is freaking out. i want to shower but i do not have time. my friend is abt to go to sleep and leave me. who will keep me awake. i an beginning to do the thing i used to do where i blink weird and tense my head muscles bc i feel off. i am going to hug my boy. except i just saw his explore page and let me tell you i have never seen so many asian bikini thirst traps in my life. and i scrolled through his for you page and the same girl kept coming up. tell me why when i was scrolling through the explore he said ‘ooh a white one’ like three times. like actually wtf. have i told u guys his ex is white. my chem prof is rly grinding my gears rn. i hope i does not ever find my tumblr. i hope i can focus in the next six hours. oh no that is not enough time. no no no no no

5:16 - i actually cannot think. my head is numb. but the caffeine is finally working and i cannot sleep. i am so f ed. my head does not work. maybe i am just irritable rn. i hate everything. wtf is a nucleophile and how do u tell how strong it is. i just learned but i forget. i am going to cry.

5:26 - my friend is going to sleep soon. what am i gonna do. i was supposed to be done w lec by now and i have six left. i have four hours left before the exam. i have never been so disappointed in myself. i am sad. what am i going to do. i cant cry im too dehydrated and i dont have time for that. what is wrong w me

6:26 - how am i still on the same lecture as an hour ago. i am so miserable. was this quarter really worth it if im gonna fail this class? i wasnt even good at this quarter. but it is too late now bc if i dont go through w that i alr failed. i cant even hear anything shes saying anymore but i barely have time to watch even on 2x speed

6:50 - i am struggling. thinking abt doing anything makes me want to sob. i really really hope my club does not make us do stuff for an extra week bc i actually do not think i can. that week will be spent studying for finals. ik what to prioritize now. they should make that more clear. ughhh my brain is being attacked with words. it does not like it. i hate myself rn. i need to scream

jp updates: sam is feeling good today. he is curious whether or not he asks people for contact information weirdly and is working on changing his phrasing.

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yaasalaholing · 1 year

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this cap gave me confidence

by Pippa Akofa UGWUMADU

why?

because I’m black.

years of empowerment.

i live this lonely life

sad and low eyes

who’s going to hold

“I’m a woman”

not a girl

a part of me won’t wake up

would I be so low to shoot you in the back

like u wasn’t looking

you’d see my gut explode from the tension of holding back tears

time has it’s way of forgetting

holding back inaudible words,

language, lyric and harm

as prickled eyes hold in

would you be the first to break my heart

Thursday 20th April 2023

Left the care home unprepared.

Firstly, socks, bare foot @ my mother’s house.

An Afro wig, thinking of my braids.

Glass cup, green tea.

Should i be ditzy

Should i be mellow

Should i be chill

Should I admit that I’m hollow

Waiting to be filled with love

I be, I be, I believed in to tomorrow

I never saw the sun come up

I can’t be myself

I don’t like myself

Should I accept

Should I give up

I have to be myself

I have to think for myself

Do I appreciate her?

Do I treat her with respect?

Hip hop

I was the cat

Sitting in the back of an Escalade

Watching two friends

Pass the joint

After robbing a merchandise store

je deteste ca parfois

parfois

I’m a know it all

I know it all

But I’m not all knowing

you know this empty space

is meant to be filled with thoughts of a man

don’t want u to say anything

Don’t want to hear what you think

If.

A bungalow

Room for self care and singing bowls

Before shower

Meditate

Yoga

Meditate

books. Poems to start off.

Always go outside when you feel bad energy occur.

or mastrubate.

CASH always on hand.

We broke up

And I’m still not free.

no new words

just sweet plantain chips

I smoked too much

growing

I made static in the air

Swivel, Yankee hat symbol approached me,

Ooo what did he say?

Sun rays peep the bus window

never had the spotlight on me,

not in those days

moon kingdom

I’m rising, I’m rising

I’m rising

Im torn at night

Faint in day

and I’m rising

See nothing but black

A rug over eyes

Im all hours of the seconds away

And awake

blue jungle

u gotta little patch on your light

anatomy shedding pieces

not quite as gone as

A sane world

Outside

Of me

Insane

I don’t smile,

It’s been a long time since genuine

but it’s ‘m light

jungle rain

maybe bedhead mess and wisps of fake bountiful hair all over the floor, my blue jungle paint placed in the second I woke up

without a man

a woman, not a girl.

4 you

Our days are over

Left on hold

Knowingly covered

The whispers. I heard

Old rasp voice love

My heart sank into a tumour

As land fit the river

So I rang

Lemon haze

Why not chalk all over the floor?

Why does graffiti have to be on brick walls?

Why can we not walk on the sky?

Why can’t I walk on water

If Jesus walked on water then why can’t I?

Why is the window not the front door?

Why can’t I lie on my ceiling?

Why can’t I grow wings

and fly Paris free of charge in the evenings?

These questions I want to ask

Good, most powerful, most high God.

says

the butterfly

I want to be a bird

I can’t see

The butterfly can’t see

Flies

Hong Kong’s busy streets

Amidst the noise of the city

Beauty was sweet

When all I have to do is eat

I can’t see

But feel the energy

Of Hong Kong’s busy streets

when the argument started

Fire crackled

When the argument started

Fire sprung

Sparks made up for this argument

The ash and light, soft and spark

Joined air’s tone

whistling together “home”

Taking nudes

The smallest bathroom

With a broken mirror

In a screen

That seemed clearer

Never seen, me from this angle

Never captured who it was for

Never seen me naked,

Small chest, big eyed whore,

Skinny legs

A body no one ever sought,

Behind the internet,

Could he even see it was me

I hid my face

Wrapped my arms around my breasts

Like a haiku, or a Shakespearean soliloquy

Spoke to me

Goodbye lady

Hello dumb and free

I wake up tomorrow morning

Belly flat

Belly finally flat

Fat ass

And a straight back

from a hunchback

Drowning

Ain’t no mystery

But I’m foreign to his tongue

The way he wears his slang

When he approached my realm

I should’ve ran

When he became my four walls

With no door

On my back

There was only the floor

Lips bruised

From kissing wild

Breath broke

Legs shake

Hands taunt

Moan, moan

Taste

Run, run

Run away and don’t come back.

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10, 12, 29 for music asks!! (i hope your day has improved, and if not i hope tomorrow treats you better)

10:A song that makes you sad

(when u first hear this one you will be like. oh this is so upbeat why is this sad? but then it goes on and the lyrics become the realest shit you’ve ever heard and its like. oh)

12:A song from your preteen years

(ive mentioned this before im sure but my favorite band of all time from ages like. 2-14 was fountains of wayne. i still love them lol and have literally every song memorized. this one is my fave tho. cant tell u why, i just rlly like it.)

29:A song that you remember from your childhood

(as a kid, my dad would wake my brother up for school every morning by blasting records at full volume. most of the time it was random, but every tuesday it would be this song.)

#its been. rough. friday sucked. yesterday sucked so bad i barely left bed and didnt eat all day. but today im gonna try and get back on my #feet. i ordered food and have some art to start inking.

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delcakoo · 2 years

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HEY KOOBEAR IM SO SORRY I HAVENT BEEN TALKING TO YOU THE OAST 3 DAYS :((( I missed you sm 💗💗💗☹️☹️☹️😘😘😘😘🥰🥰🥰😍😍😍

we….. FINALLY MOVED IN!! I HAVE MY OWN BEDROOM!! We didn’t decorate it yet, I have a futon for a bed lol we’re waiting until prime day and thanksgiving for the deals. Saving money isn’t a habit it’s a LIFESTYLE 🥵 but I didn’t have internet for 3 days I was absolutely gonna go feral. I couldn’t listen to enha for so long I started hearing d-d intro randomly 😟😟 but whateva. I have a google mini and it serves as a scrumptious head banging jump upping move yo body speaker quality and I have drunk dazed playing on rn. BEST TITTLE TRACK FIGHT ME 🫵🫵👊👊💪💪🤬🤬💥💥‼️‼️

But like right tomorrow we’re leaving for India so I can’t talk to you for a month :(((( I’ll miss ur writings sm

Also my friend invited me to her awesome epic ass Halloween party BUT I CANT GO. SOBBING OSMBDJSND. HER PARTIES ARE ALWAYS SO FUN AND I LOVE DRESSING UP.

Also the new concert has me raving curling my toes punching the wall stabbing my gut crying tears head aching like I’m actually sad. THEM SINGING SHOUT OUT MY COMFORT SONG. Playing I need the light and shout out on my loud ass speaker rn it just feels right

But on the bright side she has a thanksgiving party, Christmas party OMG CHRISTMAS. AOMANDKW LYES, YES YES. THAT INE KPOP COVER OF ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMASS BLESSING FOR MY EARS OMFG. BLASTING THAT SHIT ATTEH CHRISTMASS PARTY OMGMGMGMG

Also an Amazon india you can get so much makeup for cheap it’s like 😲😲😫😫😡😡🫵🫵 GIVE RIGHT NKW DKAMDKWMD a lip tint for 44 dollars here is like 13 ish dollars on Amazon India like dayum 😱😱🤭🤭 also not to brag but I got 3 properties of dirt soil and brick in my name in India 🤩🤩 a house, an apartment complex, and a mansion mhmhmnmjm when I literally came from the womb I was gifted with gold. Ain’t ever accepting no less from a partner. My standards are sky high so either be anyone from enhypen or treat me like a queen or just don’t bother. I say all this acting like I’d pull anyone 😍😍‼️‼️💪💪

Speaking of pulling people my hot ass cute ass pretty ass scrumptious ass friend didn’t :(((( she liked some guy who wears highlighter shirts (get rid of them 4eva) and he was kinda ugly ngl but my queen deserves better idc he just wasn’t the one. But basically I had gym and then German after and I saw my queen in the hallways and she was like “WAIT HES IN UR GYM?!” And I said “yeah and in my German tew” and she was like “PLSPLSPLSPLSLKSOLSLS ASK HIM IF HE LIKES ANYBODH BE DISCREET ABT IT” and I was gonna ask him bc me and my friend were walking and he and some guy (NAMED JAY 😱😱😟😟🥺🥺) were walking and jay was like “yo are (kuma’s queen) and you going to the Halloween dance” and he was like “nah bro” and jay was like “well (kuma’s queen) likes you imagine” and I was just quietly listening to them talk ish abt her and it broke my heart :( BUT TLEAST WE KNOW HE AINT IT MY QUEEN DESERVES HER KING FRL if he ain’t taking her out I will she deserves the world omg

Sorry for so many paragraphs I would’ve cut this inbetween 3 days but no internet ☹️ HYD MLOVE MDEAR MDARLING I HOPE UR HAVING A GOOD DAY BBG 😘😘💗💗‼️‼️😍😍

AHHHHH KUMIE WUMIE HIHIHI MY LOVE, I MISSED U SM TOO :((((

WTF WTF WTFTWTETFTWR KUMA I LITERALLY FINISHED WRITING THE ENHA WHEN YOU’RE ON YOUR PERIOD THAT YOU REQUESTED HOLD ONNNN AHAISN. OKAY YKNOW WHAY IM GONNA POST IT IN A FEW MINUTES SO YOU CAN READ IT BECAUSE IT WAS LITERALLY FOR YOU and plus im on my period rn it sucks GRAHHHH OKAY JUST WAIT

AJSJSHKDNDH IM SO HAPGY FOR YOU, THATS A SHAME YOU HAVE TO WAIT TO DECORSTE BUT ITLL BE WORTH IT!! AND SO TRUE DRUNK DAZED IS THE BEDT TITLE TRACK I’LL FIGHT WITH HOU 🔥🔥‼️‼️✊✊✊

DONT SPEAK TO ME AB THE CPNCERT OKAY. IM STILL MOURNING AND SCREAMING AND PRETENDING IT DIDNT HAPPEN ❤️

DAMN WTF WHY DOED UR FRIEND HAVE SO MANY PARTIES 😭 THATD GOOD U CAN ATTEND THE OTHER ONES AND OMFG YOU KNOW THAT COVER????? BRO 100% AGREE ITS A LITERAL EARGASM WENDYS VOICE IS INSANE, AND BANGCHANS HARMONY HAD ME CRYINGJGNG I LISTEN TO THAT COVER RELIGIOUSLG I WISH IT WAS ON SPOTIFY 😭😭😭✊✊

DAMN WTF.. I WANNA GO NOW GIRL GET A SHIT TON OF STUFF AND MAKE SURE TO DO A HAUL FOR ME OKAY ‼️‼️‼️

UM YES YOURF RIEND DESERVES BETTER.. NOT THE HIGHLIGHTER SHIRT 🧍 AND OMG JAY?? jaY ENHYPEN GOES TO UR SCHOOL REAL?? 👁👁

EDIT: I JUST REALISED I READ THIS A DAY LATE AND NOW UR IN INDIA 😭😭😭 IM SOBBING IM CRYJGNFH IM SO SORRY KUMA NOOO MY LOVE, OKAY I’LL POST IT RN ANYWAY IN UR HONOR 😭😭😭😭💖💖💖❤️💖❤️💖❤️

#delcakoo #kuma <3

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Okay so it's been a couple weeks but I started school so ive been a little busy... but I just wanted to say that it makes me so happy to see how much you love art because I also really love art!!! I'm gonna go on a little rant here but it makes me kinda upset when people say they don't like art (of any kind) because they don't get it like the point isn't to get it its about how it makes you feel. Like obviously you don't have to like it but idk it bugs me when people say they don't understand art because art is about making you feel something. And sure there are pieces that were made just to show off and yes there's an abundance of art that Is saying something in particular, but the main job of art is to get you to feel and see the world in a new way and if it does that then that's all you need to understand. Rant over. Anyway I hope you've been well!! Have you read anything interesting lately? I'm reading this book for my French class about a woman who turns into a pig and I like it more than I thought I would! It's really weird but also really interesting! The language is kinda hard, though, I have to look up at least one word per sentence 🥲 it's okay though cause im growing my vocab! I hope you've had a wonderful day/night and that tomorrow is even better <3- 💕

Hey 💕💕💕,,, I completely agree !!! (more under the cut sorry I apparently had a lot to say..)

It makes me a little sad to hear people say that,,, but also everyone I know who says that doesn’t have something artistic that they like to do — like I think if I didn’t have artistic hobbies I probably wouldn’t care for it,,, like I always feel so connected to artsy people even when they create in a different way than I do idk ? It’s so dope how like the only person who knows the true intention behind the work is the one who made it, and like how a hundred people could look at the same painting and all come up with a different interpretation for it ,,, and like .. sometimes, a still life painting of a bowl of oranges is just a still life painting of a bowl of oranges but so many different people can see it in so many different ways !!! Idk if any of that makes sense I’ve had such a long and weird day 👎

I was on a kinda long train ride and I read Love on the Brain by Ali Hazelwood, and even though I enjoyed most of it,,, I’m probably going to stray away from books where the relationship is enemies to lovers because I feel like it’s so formulaic, in terms of like .. stripping the relationship to the barest of bones (person a likes person b, person a freezes every time they see person b,,, b goes on with life assuming a hates them so is mean back, a explains feelings etc) they’re all (that I’ve read,,, which tbf is like 5 maybe(?)) the same and it’s makes the romance less exciting — I will admit though that I understand that romance isn’t necessarily the main reason that the book exists and the actual plot surrounding the relationship was interesting and I liked it but I just love romance and want to see an exciting relationship alongside the plot ,,, sry that this is so long and literally just a useless like info dump ???

I’ve also gotten into reading poetry lately and I think it’s so cool and fun and just really interesting and I love it !!!

Is the book called Penelope? Or the character called Penelope? It kinda sounds like the movie (maybe I don’t think I’ve seen it…) and agh that’s so good though !!! Language learning is so so so much fun (even though I never stick to it) and I bet it feels so good when you find a sentence you can understand omds ,,, go 💕💕💕 I’m really happy for u and proud of u <333 if u read anything else interesting (or even something that you don’t like) be sure to let me know !!!

Thank u sm for ur well wishes, I appreciate and am wishing the same for you, sweet 💕 !!!

#💕 anon #saxophonist 💌🫀

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