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rianafying · 3 months

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this is not necessarily a happy journal entry but

i’ve had a lot of happy moments lately. and relief. also chaos but that’s nothing unusual, the happiness is. noticed something that made me upset just now. also opened bumble god knows why. i know fully well i don’t want to date, and yet, i opened bumble. it’s not like i have time to kill. in fact, i have no time. there’s so much stuff i’m meant to be doing. i just added a whole bunch of stuff to my master to do list. here comes the hyperventilation. i prayed the other day. i felt so bad that i prayed. can yall imagine how much anxiety it takes to get to a point where i genuinely broke down enough to beg god for help? but it means something. it means i have hope. it means i want things to get better. it means i feel it’s worth it. this is a start contrast to my indifference and disinterest in living last year. things are different now. i am different. nothing changes. everything changes. it feels like a cycle but also there’s something new about it. everytime i regain my will to life. you can’t force these things. it has a mind of its own. also going back to bumble, it’s such a waste of time for me and also it makes me feel a few things: 1) like dating is so strange, i don’t have it in me to do the whole ritual, it’s not organic, it feels forced, and superficial, it’s not for me, not for who i am right now. 2) it makes me think about aspects of myself that i have struggled a lot to make peace with, such as my appearance, my personality etc through the lens of others, like why would i ever subject myself to such torment, when i know i hate being perceived 3) i am too impatient and disinterested to send the first message or to wait for a response and then to carry on a conversation. there’s more points but ill just keep rambling for eternity. why am i even saying all this, why am i thinking so much about it, clearly this has struck something in me, since i feel so strongly about it and am desperately trying to make sense of it. the thing is. i like who i am. i like how things are going. that is not something i can say like ever. but can now. and i’m doing fine. and i do have the time. to be silly. to waste some. i don’t actually have to do the things, i just want to do them. and a break is never long enough to do everything i ever wanted to do. instead i’ll focus on the progress i’ve made, which is anything but little. i should be and i am extremely proud of myself. oh funny thing happened the other day, i accidentally splashed boiling water onto my face and chest when trying to break a bone in my stockpot. and i gave myself a pretty nasty burn that covers more than half my face. the left side. my left. your right. the side with the mole. anyway, so i dealt with it, i’ve been told to avoid exposing my face to the sun or heat in general. so ive been eating a lot of cold foods. and coincidentally watching that episode on gilmore girls where the dragonfly inn catches fire, and sookie can’t use the stoves until the insurance company pays for the contractor to fix them and she lists cold foods, all types of salads and carpaccios. i don’t eat raw meat/fish and i’m over my salad craze. i’m craving a hot roast chicken sandwich with cold tomatoes and zesty mayo on toasted brioche buns. the way i make it. i’m rlly hungry. and there is this lingering melancholy that just grows if i don’t address it every now and then.

for someone who is absolutely terrible at writing, i sure do write a lot. and this is technically writing. right?

even though things are better, i’m not yet okay. my mind still spins too fast. nothing sticks. i’m in distress because my friends are distress. how can we actually be happy if the ones we love are not. so many people so many attachments. it’s been a while since i’ve even had the mental capacity to care for others. i’m hungry as fuck. something is off, something feels bad. is it my hunger. is it my messed up sleep schedule. is it my perpetually cluttered room. is it the pressure of expectations. is it my godawful health, mental or physical. is it eternal.

i can’t fix everything. i can’t fix anything really. i can’t fix things at a rate fast enough to keep up with the pace of destruction. in this life there is too much to fight against. but also too much to fight for. at least i can take solace in the fact that it ends. which is not so much a fact to me as it is a hope. god forbid the heavens exist. i couldn’t take another minute of being, after i have been so relentlessly my whole life. i’m hungry. i’m scared. i’m hopeful. i’m apprehensive. always anticipating danger but never quite ready for it. nothing is ever right enough. except when i find a bit of poetry that changes the fabric of my being. maybe i just need to be receptive in case some poetry finds its way to little old me.

#personal #journal entry

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thecryptcatt · 2 years

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Sewing is awful.

I've never sewed (I hope that's the correct term) in my life, and I decided to give it a shot. Sewing by hand is time consuming, but I've gotten the hang of it... Using a sewing machine is very different. I made the world's worst bow tie for my dog, Sookie...

The Doctor would be disappointed.

But, I did manage to make something.

His name is Dean, and he's a little cream-colored squirrel- complete with the freckles. I thought it was a fitting name, seeing as it's a squirrel (and because Sookie is often called a hellhound). She's been in love with the little guy since I started making him. I got to see the excitement in her eyes while she watched me make him :3

I'm really enjoying the whole stuffie making thing, and I'm debating whether to make the rest of the supernatural crew: Sammy, Cas, Jack, and maybe even Crowley and Gabe. It'll take me absolutely forever, but I think it's worth it for the gag, and for the dog.

Other than that, I don't have much else going on. It's nice to finally be home and in my own space, even if that space is shared with my sister. My parents are snappy, as expected. I don't think anythings changed in the time I've been gone.

I decided to FINALLY sit down and finish work on my art final, which took absolutely freaking forever. Don't ask for the meaning or symbolism though. My lizard brain just thought PEGIN and that's what I did!! It's A2 in size I think, and it took about a month?? I honestly can't remember.

Tomorrow I get to see my girlfriend, and I am so excited... But also nervous. She isn't out to her mom yet, and so I can't introduce myself as her girlfriend. I love her with all my heart, and I know she's the girl I'm gonna marry. It's just gonna be a challenge to make sure I stay "platonic" when her mom's around. Oh boy.

I'll most likely update tomorrow evening again, or whenever something big happens. Whatever mental or psychological illness I have is giving me all kinds of memory loss, and I think that maybe journalling here can help me better remember the important things.

Anywho, goodnight yall ♡

#superntural #doctor who #dog things #sewing #fuckin pegin

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track2hack · 4 years

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yet another super lesson on amigo today, started off with some smaller jumps and ended up halfway on the standards (about 60cm/2ft-ish?) THEN got told to take our saddles off to do w/t/c and a lil jump to finish off. mum was sick this week so didn’t go with me but I gave chilli a pat and rugged him up anyway because he looked sad lol

#riding journal #chilli is SUCH a sooky horse hes like a giant lapdog #which is absolutely mums type of horse lmao the horse she rode before him was a cob called sherman and he was the same #i think my type is probably the stubborn assholes? i like the tall chunky stubborn ones who try their heart out when you Click w them #like the horse i rode before amigo (duke) was also a super stubborn spotty pony but when you clicked. you Clicked #and w amigo too were finally getting it now and we both can have fun doing more complicated stuff #rather than amigo always trying to fight me and throw tantrums/stick his ass up

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red-velvet-x · 5 years

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Texts I never sent..

The reason shit feels so different with me is because it IS different with me. I'm not demanding, I'm understanding, I'm not excessive I am the excess. I will be your good kind of crazy. I'm unbearably thoughtful, caring and kind, I will bring light love and optimism into your life. I don't respect laziness to respond. I don't respect being ignored.

I've ruined so many birthdays and New year's and momentus occasions by ending up in tears due to the relationship I was in and so.. I learnt a long time ago to really love myself without the need of confirmation of who I am.

I am so happy within myself and I honest to God genuinely do not need anyone else to satisfy my need for love. Everything with romantic love with you is a cherry on the top of my already incrediblbly fun and balanced life and if I am to open myself to all that you are I need to know that all this good feeling is coming from genuine, honest communication about what our connection means to each other.

I need someone who can be honest with me 24/7. My love language speaks raw, open and honest communication. Really thoughtful presents, consistent stable love and a genuine commitment to self development and growth together.

I'm not looking to fill some void in my life I am calling in a heart centred connection that inspires growth and love and I really do hope that is you.

#texts i never sent #love language #communication #love #hard and fast #im sick and sooky #kodi #process #musings #writing #expression #journal #dear dairy #heal

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thegayhimbo · 3 years

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Something that should be cleared up about Steve Newlin from True Blood and when he was turned into a vampire:

It's mentioned that Steve disappeared from his car in the middle of January (during the year Sookie disappeared to faerie land between seasons 3 and 4). According to "Steve Newlin's Field Guide to Vampires (and other creatures of Satan)," he was taken by vampires who glamoured him. The only thing he remembers was being in his car one moment, and then waking up and digging himself out of the ground as a vampire.

What's important to note is that Salome claims in season 5 that Steve Newlin had only been a vampire for 4 months. This means that he would have been turned in July despite being kidnapped in January. This gives the impression that Steve was held prisoner as a human by vampires for 6 months (probably as punishment for all the bigotry and hatred he spread against vampires with the Fellowship of the Sun) before they glamoured his memories away and turned him.

In Steve's journal, he mentions he doesn't know who turned him (although Eric implies in the revised notes of Steve's journal that it was probably Nan Flanagan who turned Steve), but he does know that after he was turned, he was slivered and taken to the Authority. Turns out Salome was the one who ordered him turned into a vampire, and she's the one that kept him imprisoned for 4 months in a cell with nothing but True Blood to feed on as further punishment, and to later groom him into replacing Nan Flanagan (as the Authority was starting to grow sick of her incompetence). Steve even describes the Authority as his true makers since they're the ones who taught him about being a vampire (which is why Steve knows how to glamour Jason in the season 5 premiere).

Your miles might vary about how sympathetic you are towards Steve, but at least there's an explanation for what happened to him during those months.

#true blood #steve newlin #nan flanagan #salome agrippa #the vampire authority #steve newlin's field guide to vampires (and other creatures of satan)#the fellowship of the sun

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magicalsookie · 6 months

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hello kitty birthday spread!!!! happy birthday my beloved 💖🎉

artists/brands used i could credit: hoshimirari haete studio global gift

#sookie talks #sookie creates #sookie's journals #kawaii #stickers #stationery #kawaii stickers #kawaii stationery #journaling #journal spread #kawaii journaling #kidcore #scrapbook #kawaii scrapbook #scrapbooking #sanrio #hello kitty

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welcometotheocverse · 3 years

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ABC A-M for El?

A) Their full name.

Elliot Michael Gilmore.

C) Height.

Uuuh yknow what gonna say he’s about as tall as Rory for most of his life

D) Pronouns.

He/Him.

E) Species (if not human).

Gilmore Human F) Favorite beverage and/or meal.

His favorite food hands down is Sookie’s chicken dumpling soup.

G) Hobbies and favorite pastimes.

As a kid, riding bikes with Rory and Lane and trading pkmn cards with Lane. As a teen: listening to music with Rory and Lane, reading scientific journals/books on whatever his Special Interest Of The Week Is. Hanging out at Andrew’s and discovering what new books got brought in. Just walking around Stars Hollow. Research And Infodump sessions with Rory. ( they specifically carve out time to read about whatever interest they’re into that week/month and then infodump to each other about it after) Throughout it all, hanging out at Luke’s either in the morning lull or the afternoon lull. ( he likes it when it’s quiet and Luke and he can just nonverbally chill lmao)

H) Something they’re exceptionally good at.

Making people around him act nicer lmao

He’s a total math and science whiz. He has pretty good memory recall ( slightly better than Rory, though she beats him at literature, reading comprehension and written tests. )

He’s beaten Kirk’s high score at DDR and Dean’s in arcade games.

I) 2 things they really enjoy. He likes going to Luke’s specifically when it’s quiet like in the early morning or afternoon lulls.

Watching Battlebots ( though he stops for a bit when his friendship with Dean sours, he picks it up again)

J) 2 things they’re not really fond of.

Noise.

Unkindness/Unfairness.

K) 1 of their pet peeves.

Passive Aggression

L) Their favorite kind of weather.

He loves winter because Snow. Outside of that he likes rainy days.

M) A few interesting facts about them.

He figures out he’s asexual before figuring out he’s aromantic.

He’s a bit romance-repelled. ( it’s why Lane and Rory talking boyfriends/crushes and ppl asking who he’s dating as well as some of the festivals centered around romance make him super uneasy. )

He doesn’t manage to come out about it to anyone but Rory and Lane until he’s been at Yale for a while. ( and of course Logan, Colin and Finn know since they were there/helped him through it)

He was in the basketball team in Chilton but never played/was kept as reserve which honestly suited him just fine. ( he might have held back in practice to make it happen tbh)

Both he and Rory had a teacher in primary school tell Lorelai they show signs of being neurodivergent but Lorelai, who was still working as a maid at the time, didn’t have the money for a test at the time ( and then with El his anxiety disorder took priority.)

After he got diagnosed with General Anxiety ( at some point before High School/pre s1 Pilot) he and Rory and Lorelai went to Luke’s and he made them comfort food/all their favorites. It cemented Luke as a dad figure for El. ( alongside Andrew)

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rinnnyxr · 3 years

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You love reading. You have hazel eyes. You love camping. You dress in bright colors. Your favorite subjects in school are/were Creative Writing and Art.

You have dyed your hair pink before. You enjoy going shopping. You love chai tea. You are artistic. You love macaroni and cheese. You’ve cried yourself to sleep. You wish you could travel more. You’ve questioned your sexuality. You’re a good dancer. You’re a good singer. You have neat handwriting. You look significantly younger than you are. You don’t watch TV. You love smoothies. You love fruit. You are fascinated by stars. You are fascinated by sunsets. You like to play in the rain. You feel lonely. You love caramel apple cider. You like to try new things. You hurt inside. You write in a diary. You can run fast. You can lick the tip of your nose. You’re double jointed. You love to worship. You are shy at times. You appreciate beauty. You’re asexual. You’ve been bullied. You love summer camp. You’ve encountered the supernatural. You’ve wowed people with your talent. You have regrets. It’s painful to think about your past. You often feel exhausted. You love strawberries. You love lasagna. You look like your mom.

Bold what you like Italics what you have tried but don’t enjoy..

01. Key Lime Pie 02. Tater Tots 03. Sourdough Bread 04. Cobb Salad 05. Pot Roast 06. Twinkies 07. Beef Jerky 08. Fajitas 09. Banana Split 10. Cornbread 11. GORP (Raisins & Peanuts) 12. Jambalaya 13. Biscuits ’n’ Gravy 14. Smithfield ham 15. Chicken fried steak 16. Wild Alaska salmon 17. California roll sushi 18. Meatloaf 19. Grits 20. Macaroni and cheese 21. Crabcakes 22. Potato chips 23. Cioppino 24. Fortune cookies 25. Peanut butter sandwich 26. Baked beans 27. Popcorn 28. Fried chicken and waffles 29. Clam chowder 30. New Mexican flat enchiladas 31. S’mores 32. Lobster rolls 33. Buffalo wings 34. Indian frybread 35. Barbecue ribs 36. BLT (bacon, lettuce, and tomato sandwich) 37. Apple Pie 38. Frito pie 39. Po’ boy 40. Green chili stew 41. Chocolate-chip cookies 42. Blueberry cobbler 43. Steak 44. Chicago-style pizza 45. Nachos 46. Philly cheese steak 47. Hot dogs 48. Reuben sandwich 49. Cheeseburger 50. Thanksgiving dinner (Turkey)

I’m extremely tired at the moment.

I hate when people don’t wear socks with their shoes unless they’re sandals or something. I don’t like meat.

I didn’t do anything productive today. Work is getting on my nerves.

I can’t remember the last time I worked out at the gym.

I play video games.

My favorite color is pink.

I’m sick of stores like Hollister and Abercrombie.

I’m going to the beach soon. Summer is my favorite season.

I love my car. I have an amazing boyfriend.

Ice cream is an addiction to me.

My iPod doesn’t have enough space for all of my music.

I ate mac and cheese this week. Smoothie King is amazing!!

I’m going to be a sophomore in college.

I love shopping at Sephora and Ulta.

I spend way too much money on things I want. I paid for the majority of my car.

I am always cold. I have a pool in my neighborhood that I go to.

I fail at beer pong. I’ve been accused of stealing someone’s drugs.

I don’t wear glasses. County fairs are so much fun! Spiders scare the shit out of me. I am an aunt.

I’ve been with my boyfriend for more than 4 months.

I listen to old music. I can play the piano.

I wish I could play the drums.

My room is messy. I eat so much and don’t gain weight. My camera is falling apart.

The only thing I order at McDonald’s are their fries.

Chick-fil-A has amazing milkshakes. I’ve used a tanning bed before. Tan is such an ugly color for a car.

I moved twice within 2 months.

I think bros are pathetic.

Construction work wakes me up every morning.

I want to paint my room a different color.

I’ve had the same job for at least 2 years.

I know someone who is currently in jail. I refuse to drive with certain friends because they don’t know how to drive at all.

I hate sleeping anywhere besides my bed.

I could go for a donut right now. I’ve had a panic attack and it was scary. I have been to the ER. My medicine always makes me drowsy.

I hate pancakes and love waffles.

I rarely watch TV.

My iPod is slooooow.

I own a Blackberry.

I text more than call people. Bonfires are my favorite. I have never been camping.

I have friends that are twins.

The last time I rode my bike was over 5 years ago.

I know what the red ring of death is.

I love to look up at the stars. I have a good memory. I avoid drama at all costs. I don’t understand how someone can eat something that smells disgusting.

Like hard boiled eggs and tuna.

I have to take medicine on a daily basis. I have something on that is not mine.

Those shape up shoes look so stupid and cost a ridiculous amount of money.

I’m going to get another piercing before summer is over.

I have met a lot of jerks in the past. I’ve only had one job. It would be so cool to visit haunted places. I rarely blow dry my hair unless I’m in a hurry. I love music from other decades.

Never have I ever failed a class.

But I was close.

I’ve had an addiction to the Sims in the past.

I love roller coasters. I get along very well with my boyfriend’s family.

He gets along with mine too.

I need to go shopping soon! I had my wisdom teeth removed. Usually I don’t like to watch movies when I’m hanging out with people.

Next month I’m trying something new. I am super skinny. I own more clothes than I can wear in a month.

I buy high end make up constantly.

I miss someone a lot right now.

I wish I could reconnect with old friends.

I haven’t seen my best friend in over 6 months.

I have flown an airplane.

Storms freak me out!

I love to bake desserts.

I still live with my parents. I’m very happy with my life.

My eyes play tricks on me when I’m tired. I went to see Toy Story 3.

I loved that movie.

I laugh at stupid things all the time. Olive Garden is my favorite restaurant.

I live in a new house.

Sometimes I miss my childhood. It would still be cool to get a Barbie Jeep. I was very shy when I was little. I have never been in a mosh pit. I have been to a different country than the one I live in. I wish gas was cheaper. I am extremely ticklish. My first year of college flew by.

I go to community college. I wish I had a kitty.

Traffic always makes me mad. I love to buy things that help me be more organized. I don’t weigh enough to donate blood. I have sang onstage.

I have been in a play. Gotta miss the old days.

I have a song stuck in my head. I sing in the car. I’m very obsessed with my teeth being perfect and clean. I own a ton of stuffed animals.

I own a studded belt.

I get along with most people. High school was the worst time in my life. Middle school sucked too. I have never been on a cruise.

I stayed up super late last night.

I have currency from other countries than the one I live in.

We recycle in my house.

If I had the money I would move out. I used to play the orchestra.

Skinny little loser guys in Tap Out shirts are stupid as shit.

I love using Skype.

I log onto my Facebook a lot. I know someone who lives on a farm.

I have been to a rooftop pool.

Italian food is my favorite. I really hate hypocrites.

I pretty much have no clue what twitter is.

Winter sucks.

I hate snow.

I wish I had a bigger bed.

I hate going to the doctors.

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holycherryblossompainter · 3 years

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Thoughts on Gilmore Girls season one episode three "Kill Me Now"

The Gilmore's are terrible, complaining about essentially the personalities of "the people your mother employs" (Richard) and firing them over trivialities

But also that cake looks yummy 🎂....and now I want cake. Dammit!

Rory's wearing a choker! That takes me back!

And we're still at Friday night dinner

Emily Gilmore's potential is gathering dust in that house, that life (not Lorelai like her golf clubs in the attic). Her negotiating and manipulating skills are top notch. She'd make a killer CEO or lawyer.

The fancy wedding Lorelai is in charge of is a double wedding. For identical twins! 😬

To identical twins! 🤯

Richard is as thrilled about golfing with Rory as Lorelai is. They agree!

The terrible hat is the best part of Rory's golf ensemble!😂

I do NOT like how Jackson decides what produce to bring Sookie because he knows more than her. I think it's supposed to be cute. But it's like mansplaining on steroids.

Michel put a post it on one of the male twins to tell them apart 🤣

Rory lights up when Richard says he's over their international division. I'm 100% convinced my new theory that what Rory actually wants is to travel the world (not be a journalist, but someone told her that's the way to get what she wants and then she gets stuck on journalism)

Places Rory wants to go: Paris, Rome, London, Prague, Istanbul, Fez.

The Lorelai's plan to backpack around Europe after Rory graduates High School.

Richard and Rory bonding:

Richard: "and then if you like we can get some lunch." 🙂

Rory: That'd be great. 😀

Richard: Fine. 😃

Rory: Cool. 😄

Richard: Yes. 😁

Me: awwww

Kirk! He's a swan wrangler this week.

Michel was attacked by a band of swans as a boy!

Drella! (Harp lady) and she's into Michel's bod!

Rory has a 4.0 (I had one too, until calculus destroyed it)

Damn! Environmentalist Luke with his sleeves rolled up and stubble is 🤤

Rory stole a towel!

Lorelai's cheeseburger and fries looks sooooo good (apparently I'm hungry tonight)

Miss Patty: Let passion be your choreographer....and then she grabs the guy

Drella plays what she feels....unless you give her $100

Lorelai looks sooo sad and hurt while Rory chats with Richard. 🥺

The ship wars get so intense in this fandom that I'd forgotten how little the guys actually feature (at least 3 episodes in lol)

Mory playing Babette home. Awww

Rory wants to get the book from grandpa anyway so Lorelai gives her a lecture about asking to borrow things, and how Rory stretches out all her sweaters, and then they argue about who's boobs are bigger. Traiiiiinnnnnwreck.

Sookie loves being a chef so much. I love watching her love her career. It's beautiful!

Lorelai ran from that life, but Rory wants it.

Sookie caused an accident because she saw strawberries.

Jackson has quite an overreaction. And Sookie chases him. Through traffic. Are they already dating?

Drella drinking on the job 😂

The two pairs of twins are going to share a condo in Tuscon. 🤨

I really like Lorelai's purple dress for the wedding she's in charge of.

Emily is so snooty. No leftovers. If Lorelai brought me leftovers I would be doing jumps and claps and squeals of joy.

I have no idea what book they're so excited about. And I have a degree in English.

#gilmore girls #great 2020 rewatch

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thecryptcatt · 2 years

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I have been INCREDIBLY inactive

So, my depression and all round intrusive thoughts have been driving me up the wall, and I haven't had energy or motivation to do... Pretty much anything in life. But, I'm constantly working to do better and be better.

I've been journalling a lot more! Not just about my feelings, but about all things in life! I'll be uploading a flip-through on my pinterest eventually, which I'll link at the end of the post. I'd do it on tiktok but I don't like tiktok..

my journal ^

I've also been binge watching Supernatural. My parents have been in love with the show for pretty much my whole life, and they used to binge it while we still stayed in Kansas. Now, they've passed it on to my sisters and I, and we've become a pretty weird family.. We even went to some haunted castle in town. Unfortunately, no ghosts :((

My dad and I will be ghost hunting in the UK tho. We don't really get along, and I don't think we ever really will, but maybe wandering around dingy old buildings will help us bond!

I am currently on my way home from some roadtrip adventure with my mom and my sisters. We stayed at some fancy resort in the mountains and I got to experience day drinking! I think I've had a total of about three brandy and cokes, and one apple spritzer thingie. And for someone who's never had real alcohol before, that's wild. I feel fine, though.

A weird selfie from inside an obscure roadside market thingie ^

Welp, time for another 2 hour or so drive back home. My dad's been working, so he didn't come with.. So we get to see him and the hellhound soon!! I love Sookie with all my heart, but she's terrifying..

Anyone heard of the Black Dog on the Isle of Man? As someone with Irish blood, she gives me the spooks ^

I'll try and post again tomorrow ♡

my pinterest is @osullivanhannahlee

#superntural #road trip

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cloviaglade · 4 years

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I noticing a trend where I'm doing this thing where I write my friend's oc and my oc together doing things....

Anyway here is Sorrel and @belphegorasmr 's oc Sookie becoming friends (sorta) at a Lucifer can suck my @$$ club

"THE INCANTATION, SOOKIE. DO YOU KNOW IT OR NOT!?" The demon professor bellowed.

Sookie already felt bad enough being the only student unable to cast this spell. Heck they are the only human student with no magical powers! They already felt bad enough that they had to be exempt from the casting portion but not even remembering the words to say… wow.

"Today puny human!" a demon classmate sneered from the other side of the class.

IIt's just a bunch of words why can't they remember! They studied so hard! The pressure was about to get to them when the human sitting at the desk next to them started tapping on the desk very loudly and coughed. Sookie looked over and the girl carefully gestured to the paper where she has written the incantation.

"rosmarinus mentha petroselinum enchelycore pardalis" Sookie read of the page.

"Finally… yes that is the incantation. Moving on-"

Sookie sighed with relief. That classmate is new...well newish. She came in a few weeks ago. She rubbed her forehead with her fingertips, flipped back to her notes, and started writing again. Sookie should thank her for the help… but what was her name again...

Right as the bell rang signaling the end of the day Sookie tried to thank her. She was packing up her books into her backpack with sookie sorta standing nearby trying to think of a way to introduce themself.

"Great… look at what you've done now Sorrel…" the human said to just herself loud enough that Sookie could hear.

"S-Sorrel? Uh hey. I-"

"Not intrested." Sorrel said as she brushed past Sookie.

Sorrel groaned. Curse her kind nature. 4 visable pact marks and no knowledge of magic. How does someone even get that many pacts without knowing any spells? Can they even cast? She never seen them get called on to cast any of the spells. Oh Demeter they are a walking mess with that many pacts and no magic to make a demon submit. She cant imagine the horror that will occur when all those demons come to "collect".

Sorrel opened her locker and unzipped her bag. She placed the unneeded books and collected a project for the club she recently joined. Well not that she can really call it that. It's just Satan and his little brother Belphegor from what she has heard. More of a brother bond thing she will inevitably be the third wheel in. She won't admit it but she only agreed to it out of fear. She has no interest in hating on Lucifer but she is great with pranks. In her herbology of the three realms class she came up with a really good one that could accomplish both the clubs and her own.

"Hey… you didn't let me finish."

Oh.. not this loser again.

"I only helped you because I wanted the class to go on. There is no need to thank me. You owe me nothing." Sorrel explained. Why is her kind always so eager to make friends?

"All I was going to say was…" Sookie a notebook in their hands. No that wasnt a notebook that was Sorrel observational diary. The one that if a demon read it would report her and have her expelled at best beheaded at worse.

"You forgot it." Sookie said.

Sorrel reaches up and grabs sookie by the collar of their uniform pulling them down to her level.

"PLEASE TELL ME YOU DID NOT READ IT!" Sorrel growled through clenched teeth. She snatched the journal away from them.

"No-no I wouldnt dare." Sookie only grabbed it and was trying to return it. They assumed it was just notes for the class they were just in.

"Good! Now if you excuse me I have a club meeting to go to." Sorrel said and stormed off.

Sorrel walked towards the House of Lamentation. This is the first time heading to the house but she has a GPS app with the address put in. She was walking along but she could tell she was being followed. She was coming up on a turn soon and according to her DDD there will be a long stretch of road to the house of Lamentation. Surely she wouldn't be followed there… unless her follower is really really dumb.

Sure enough Sorrel was followed. Oh now they are going to get it. Sorrel pretended to trip but what she really did was leave a trap. A few short moments and the spell was activated.

"WHAAAAAAA!!!"

"Gotcha!" Sorrel shouted. You won't believe who was following her.

"Sookie! Why are you following me!? This place is dangerous!" Sorrel shouted surprized that out of all the things that could have followed her to the house of Lamentation ot would be this human.

"I'm just trying-"

"No you go the other way! I'm taking a huge enough of a risk as is heading this way. You could die. If you value your life you will wait for the vines to dispel and go the other way! I don't Care what you are trying to do you don't ever come this way ever again!" Sorrel explained before running off.

Finally… she reached the House of Lamentation. She texted Satan to let him know she was on her way. Satan welcomed her in and lead Sorrel to what would be the meeting room. She wasn't expecting their to be a formal room for the club since it was just satan and his brother but I guess they are taking this clube thing very seriously.

"Here it is go and head on in. Belphie is already waiting inside." Satan said as he opened the door.

Sorrel wasn't expecting much… but this…

This was just sad.

It was a musky old closet. Some of the clothes that hung from the hangers were rotted with age. Belphegor was already in the room sleeping in an open cardboard box cuddling his cow print pillow. There was a dusty moldy cushion, a metal fold out chair and another box slightly crushed as if someone tried to sit there but it caved under their weight. There was a whiteboard and a corkboard in the room with various papers and notes scribbled on them.

You would think with a house this large and upscale they would have a better room to set up in.

"...where do I sit?" Sorrel asked, trying to hide her disgust. Why did she agree to this?

"The cushion. The chair is for the founder and president satan." Belphegor said from his box.

"Ahh…" Sorrel cringed a little. She took off her cape and covered the cushion with it before sitting on it. Satan took his spot and pulled out his phone.

"So is the meeting starting?" Sorrel asked after a few moments of awkward silence.

"We are waiting for one more member." Satan said.

"Why are they late…?" Belphegor growled from his box.

"They said they would be running late." Satan clairfied.

Sorrel did wonder which brother of theirs could g the forth. Mammon had every right to want to join a Lucifer hating club. She was introduced to him while he was strung up upside down. Then there is Asmodeus who hangs around Satan fairly often. The two seem to get along well… but Asmodeus doesnt seem to hate Lucifer. Which brother is it then?

A few more moments passed and a patterned knock on the closet. Finally… maybe this club meeting can be done and over with so Sorrel can finally get some fresh air.

"Sorry I'm late…."

Oh of all the rotten…

"SOOKIE!?" Sorrel gasped.

"Welcome in. We were waiting for you. I see you have met our newest member." Satan said.

"Uh… hi. I just got a little tangled up was all." Sookie tried to make themselves small desperately not wanting to be in thsi situation.

"Who kept you?" Belphegor asked from inside his box. His tone has the faintest hint of anger.

"No… nobody. It's fine" Sookie replied. They wanted to avoid any more conflict.

"If you have a problem you don't have to be afraid to ask for help. We keep telling you to stand up for yourself." Satan added.

The meeting began in earnest. Sorrel trying to contain how completely terrified. She toned out most of the meeting. She took a few deep breaths calm herself as best she can. Those pact marks on Sookie must belong to some of these brothers. Somehow this lanky disaster human manged to pact at least 4 of them. No wonder why she didn't recognize the marks. The seven lords rarely make pacts. She needs to be on Sookie's good side. Someone with that kind of power could be useful.

"Sorrel you texted me earlier that you had an idea." Satan said snapping Sorrel out of her thoughts

"Oh yes…" she dug into her bag and pulled out a folder. She pulled a few papers out and passed them to Satan. He glances over each page.

"I don't understand what these documents mean…" Satan said.

"They are human world legal forms. One is for child support for Satan. It says he needs to take responsibility as a parent. Another is a summons to court for Belphegor to sue Lucifer for not winning the celestial war." Sorrel explained. Sookie snickered at the idea but the demons seemed a bit confused.

"And what do you plan to do with these forms?" Satan asked.

"We make a ton on copies and mix it into whatever paperwork that he needs to do." Sorrel said.

"Brilliant! Meeting adjourned. I have some copies to make." Satan said getting up from his chair and leaving the room.

"Hey wait I can help you with that!" Sorrel called out but he didn't listen.

Sookie sighed. They were the next to walk out of the closet. They didn't have any hard feelings against Sorrel. She was just trying to protect them...right? She has to have some merit for Satan to have taken notice of her. Then again Sorrel did tangle them up in vines in an area she thought was dangerous and left them alone and vulnerable.

Whatever. They could live with seeing Sorrel in class and once a week for this stupid do nothing club. Satan did seem happy with her idea. They can tolerate her for Satan's sake.

"Wait. Sookie." Sorrel tapped on Sookie's sholder.

"Sorrel! Geez... I'm just heading to my room." Sookie explained.

"I… I just want to apologize. Not just because you have powerful demosn on your side. I was rude." She said slightly bowing her head.

"It's fine… I guess you were trying to watch out for me. But I'malsosorryifIdidsomethingthatupsetyou" Sookie apologized back. Why where they so weird?

"No you where just trying to be nice. I was dismissive. Regardless we should exchange numbers not only because we are in a club together but because sometimes you just need a human to talk to." Sorrel explained.

"Uh thanks I… I promise I won't text you at weird hours or anything." Sookie said as they pulled out their DDD and gave Sorrel their number.

"Would be amusing if you did." Sorrel smiled.

#obey me #obey me!#obey me ocs #obey me oc #obey me fanfic #sorrel

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mon-dayragingslut4monstaxday6 · 4 years

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This is the first episode of a Drama titled Korean Boyfriend.

Cast:

Park Mi Sook: (reader/ reader’s interpretation)

Lee Chan Young: Park Seo Joon

Euhn Jeong Ja: Park Min Ji

Choo Dae Hyun: TBD

Word count: 3k

Warnings: none(?)

I’ve been in Seoul for a week now. The biggest move of my life. I lived in the United States since birth, but I’ve vacationed here before. Got an opportunity of a lifetime from my job, to transfer to the South Korea location. A good friend of mine and I got to find a place together, but the expenses got a little much, on top of paying off my student loans.

To clean the slate of my debt, I got into sugaring. I got the suggestion from my friend, who juggles between a few Sugar Daddies, to afford going to school for another bachelor's degree. Out of all my options, I only stuck to one, a restaurant mogul in South Korea. I kept things smart, keeping things strictly online. He offered to fly me to visit him, but I kindly declined the offer. I’m not ready to get physical with him. I’m not a virgin, I’m just not ready for the sex. For declining the visit, I had to really make it up to him. He hasn't been aggressive to me, but I could see the potential. I wouldn't necessarily say I'm afraid of him, but his wealth is intimidating.

After moving to Seoul, and after completely paying off my expenses, I kept contact with him, but I refused to tell him I moved. If he knew I moved, he would want to meet. I want to cut things off with him, but with the contract, I have to live with this for another few months to fulfill the year long commitment.

Staying in hiding is getting old. Jeong Ja and I have been spending too much time unpacking, we deserve a break. Changing into our best outfits, we head out into Itaewon to go clubbing. Time to get our drink on!

The first club feels like a drag, couldn’t vibe with the music. A second club, the drink selection was too limited. Then naturally, the third one was just right. The music was hype, the drink selection is full, and the people look more approachable.

We pound some drinks and head to the dance floor. We dance like idiots, we’re not appeasing to these people, who cares.

I feel like there’s eyes on me. Is it because I’m dancing like an idiot or because I’m dressed more American?

I sign to Jeong Ja, telling her that there are some guys who are looking at us. She looks around and jokingly signs about her disgust. Using American Sign Language outside of the United States has its perks. I let her know I’m going back to the bar to get another drink.

At the bar, I order some water. I can’t have this alcohol hit all at once. I lean against the counter while I sip my water. Phew, I’m getting warm! Someone freakishly tall stands beside me and orders a beer. He must be at least six feet tall!

“Are you American?”, the man asks, in a thick Korean accent. I roll my eyes from the assumption. I look up to meet his eyes and holy shit he’s handsome! A delicious jawline, high cheekbones, a fucking sexy adam’s apple, straight full brows, and sweet eye smile.

I point to myself to see if he was asking me. He nods. His lips are full, his bottom lip tempting me to pull it between my own. His lips would feel beautiful on my neck or chest. Snap out of it! I can’t be this touch starved!

“How did you know?”, I bashfully look away.

“I recognized a sign you did with your friend”, he rubs his thumb along his beer bottle.

“You know American Sign Language?”, I gasped excitedly.

“Only a few signs that I picked up from coworkers”, he elaborates. So, he works with people who spent time in the states. Probably is in the business industry.

“Have you ever been to the states?”, I start small talk.

“Myself, no. Have you been to South Korea before?”, he raises his eyebrows before sipping his beer. I feel a sweat droplet fall down my forehead. How am I so warm? I dab the sweat off with my knuckles.

“Every few years I would come here to see relatives, I recently moved here for work”, I drink more water to cool myself down. I’ve been out clubbing before, I should be used to the body heat.

“Congratulations”, he nods, holding up his beer to cheers. We clink our drinks. I see the size comparison of our hands. Am I really imagining his hand wrapped around my throat or squeezing my breast or ass? I shamelessly am.

“But I’m still new to Itaewon, maybe you can show me around?”, I propose. Oh goodness, did I just nonchalantly ask him out? He’s surprised by my abrupt question, but is impressed by my gumption. He shouldn't be shocked, American girls can make the first move.

“Really?”, he wonders.

“To be honest, I’m feeling really warm and would love some air”, I sigh, fanning myself. I stumble from being a natural cluts, he doesn’t hesitate to grab my arm to keep me from falling. His strong grip only enhances the fantasy of his hands on my body.

“Are you ok?”, he worries.

“I am, I just need some air”, I laugh it off. Damn, I never was this much of a lightweight. He escorts me out of the club, leaving his beer behind, and immediately sitting me down on a bench. I need to text Jeong Ja! I grab my phone from my pocket.

“How are you feeling?”, the kind, handsome stranger continues to worry.

“I’m feeling fine right now”, I inhale sharply.

I’m outside of the club for some air. Don’t worry, I’m not alone, I’m with someone. I’ll see you at home! - Park Mi Sook

“What’s your name?”, I stuff my phone into my bag.

“Lee Chan Young”, he smiles. Shit, his Korean sounds sexier than his English.

“I’m Park Mi Sook, but people call me Sookie”, I grab onto my purse, nervous about sitting so close to this man.

“Sookie? How cute”, he chuckles. There’s little wrinkles that fan his eyes when he smiles. Seeing him illuminated by the streetlights and neon lights from the various bars and restaurants gives me a new perspective of him. His white dress shirt perfectly hugs his body. I could tell he has defined pecs under that shirt. The touch of pink from a neon sign above us gives him a softer look. I can feel the depth of his eyes. I can see my reflection vividly in the dark pearls. The sparkle from the string lights across the street add something special to his eyes.

“Tell me about yourself, Chan Young”, I rest my elbow on my knee, holding my head up. That's when I knew, I'm fucked up.

“What do you want to know?”, his face relaxes.

“What do you do, what was your life like, where do you see yourself in five years, what’s your biggest regret, blah blah blah”, I list.

“Why me?”, he continues.

“You approached me, remember?”, I tease. He gives me a cheeky grin, leans back onto the bench.

"I work in architecture under my family's firm, expected to take over in ten years or so when my father retires. A lot happened in my 27 years of life, but I don't really have any regrets", Chan Young confesses, running his fingers through his hair. A man of mystery, huh? No worries, he might be reserved, I can respect that. I'd love to learn more about him.

"What about you?", He changes direction of the conversation.

"I studied journalism, got here to be an editor for a magazine. I was pretty average growing up, nothing too special. I hope to be chief editor of the magazine in five years. My biggest regret is dying my hair green my first term of college, I should've gone with blue", I reveal, giggling like a drunk idiot. The neon lights are getting blurry, my mind is getting fuzzy. I sway in my seat, helplessly. Chan Young holds me by my shoulders to keep my back straight. I whine from my lack of control.

"I never was this much of a lightweight", I groan. Chan Young bites back a smile.

"I'm stronger than this", I mumble, fighting back tears. He notices my quivering lip. Scooting closer to me, Chan Young rests my head on his shoulder, patting my back. Don't cry, don't cry! Mama didn't raise you to cry in front of strangers! I miss mama. I wish her and dad moved to Seoul with me. Dammit, I'm happy that I wore waterproof mascara tonight.

"Excuse me, what are you doing to my girl!", Jeong Ja shouts from afar. Chan Young flinches, but keeps my head still.

"I'm sorry?", Chan Young panics. She runs to us, holding up a hand, threatening to slap him. I wave at her to stop.

"Jeong Ja, don't", I babble. She finally gets a good look at him and stops her temptation of wrath.

"Sookie, a-are you ok?", She notices the tear streaks down my cheeks.

"Did you do this?!", Jeong Ja points to Chan Young.

"No, I'm just drunk. We were talking", I pat his chest. Damn, it's firm.

"Hope the talk was good, I'm taking you home", she grabs my hand.

"No!", I shout.

"Please don't move me, I don't feel so good", I warn her. Chan Young immediately balls up my hair and feels my forehead.

"You're warm, let me take you to an open area", Chan Young murmurs. He lifts me, bridal style, and keeps my head elevated. Surprised by the sudden movement, I take a deep breath to prevent myself from hurling. Chan Young takes diligent steps, finding a nice open space for me to breathe. Jeong Ja follows us, worried he'll drop me.

"How are you feeling?", He smiles. His face looks better up close. I give him a thumbs up, I'm too scared to talk. He finds a nice secluded bench outside of the crowded neighborhoods. He lowers me down so I can stand up, holding my hair in a bundle so I can have a breeze on my neck.

"You will feel better if you throw up", Chan Young advises. How is he so nice to me? Why?

"Why are you so nice?", I mumble.

"Are you trying to fuck me?", I blurt out, making Jeong Ja burst into laughter. I never saw anyone blush faster than Chan Young. I grin from cheek to cheek.

"I'm kidding!", I cackle. He's so tall that my head is eye level to his chest. He's choking on his words. I'm swaying side to side, almost tripping on my feet. He grabs my shoulders to keep me still.

"Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry. I overstepped. This isn't me", I ramble. Chan Young notices my anxious plea. He cups my cheek and lifts my head to meet his eyes. There's a chuckle under his breath. His smile is so charming, I almost forget I'm on the verge of throwing up.

"Mi Sook, how are you this cute?", Chan Young whispers. Fuck, don't puke, don't puke. I cover my mouth, heaving.

"I'm cute?", I ask, muffled.

"I'm going to go get some water", Jeong Ja got the hint to leave.

"You think I'm cute?", I hiccup.

"You're very cute", he compliments.

"Even though I'm going to throw up?", I exhale.

"Yes", he chuckles. I want to kiss him. I grab his hands off my shoulders. His hands are firm, but soft to the touch. Nope, nope, I'm going to puke. Where can I go, I can't puke on him! There's a bench, no. A lamp post? No. A tree? A tree will do! I lunge to the tree. Holding onto the trunk, I vomit the variety of colors that I drank tonight. Chan Young soothingly rubs my back with one hand while the other keeps the hair away from my face.

"This fucking sucks", I dry heave.

"You're doing great, Sookie", Chan Young comforts.

"I shouldn't have drank", I groan before hurling once more..

“It’s ok, aein”, Chan Young softens. Did I hear him correctly?

“I’m sorry you’re here, Chan Young”, I apologize, wanting to wipe my mouth.

“Don’t be sorry, I’m happy to help”, he continues. Why is he so sweet? We just met. He has no reason to be nice to me. Unless he’s that desperate for a hookup. Would he be desperate enough to hook up after I vomit? Gross. Am I interested in seeing him after this? Absolutely. Would I consider...having him stay the night tonight if I didn’t vomit in front of him? Yes.

“You can go home”, I cry out.

“I don’t want to leave you alone”, Chan Young refuses. I hurl one more time and I'm confident that I'm done. I feel a lot better. I spit out whatever is left in my mouth. I got some strength back. I straighten my back and stretch.

"How are you feeling?", Chan Young wonders, still holding onto me in case I'm not as strong as I feel.

"I feel better. Not great, but I feel better", I assure. Jeong Ja comes back with a bag full of water bottles. She hands Chan Young and I each a bottle. I gargle a mouth full of water and spit it out, washing out my bad choices.

"Chan Young, this is Euhn Jeong Ja. Jeong Ja, this is Lee Chan Young", I introduce. Jeong Ja squints her eyes, suspicious of Chan Young and his intentions.

"Listen, boy. I'm her best friend, hurt her and I won't hesitate to kick your ass", Jeong Ja threatens.

"He's not hurting me. He's a very good guy", I scoff. Chan Young is flattered by the compliment.

"And how do you know?", She asks me.

"I have been puking here for like five minutes and he held my hair up and rubbed my back. He's a gentleman", I point to him.

"You look like you needed help", Chan Young defends himself.

"And thank you", I thank him. Jeong Ja hands me a tissue from the grocery bag to wipe my mouth.

"Let me take you home. So I know you got there safe", Chan Young offers.

"Fine. No one would try to snatch us if they saw you with us", Jeong Ja rolls her eyes, accepting the offer.

"Hey, be nice", I shoo at her.

"Oh please, he wants you. I don't have to be nice", Jeong Ja teases. Chan Young gets bashful and runs his fingers through his hair.

"I'm just joking, you're fine", Jeong Ja laughs. I get a buzz in my purse, must've gotten a text. I swiftly check to see the notification.

It's been a while, darling. I expect to hear from you soon, wearing that robe I got you. -Choo Dae Hyun

Fuck. He's going to catch on that I moved.

I'll make it up to you. - Park Mi Sook

I have to think of something. I can't keep this lie.

"Are you ok?", Chan Young catches my attention. I hide my phone.

"Me? I'm fine, the light just hurt my eyes", I laugh it off. Chan Young reaches out his hand, inviting me to take it.

"Let's go, you seem tired", he smiles. Maybe things can be different. I want to know more about this man. What made him so caring? Does he do this often? Was it his family that raised him to be good or was it on his own accord? Is he single, is he in a relationship? Not that I could see myself dating him, he's too good for me.

I take his hand and lead the way to the closest bus stop. We make small talk while we wait for the bus. I learned he's an only child, same as me. Although he never visited the United States, his parents often have. I told him I'm left-handed, but my parents were in denial for the first five years of my life, he got a kick out of that. We talked about college and funny stories we had from the parties. The bus picked us up and the conversation continued, laughing at funny embarrassing stories. Jeong Ja sadly was more of a third wheel, but she participated in the conversation. Although I'm learning quite a bit about him, there's still a lot missing.

The bus ride was brief, but we took him to our apartment, gave him a little tour. He commented on how cutely decorated it was. Jeong Ja and I have a thing for cute animals and soft pastels.

Jeong Ja immediately heads to her room, waving goodbye to Chan Young and I.

It's just us now. What do I say?

I go to the kitchen, hoping to find a good snack to munch on.

"Would you like something to eat?", I offer, opening the fridge.

"No, thank you. The water was enough for me", Chan Young declines. I close the fridge, wondering how I could get him to stay. Chan Young wanders to the kitchen, leaning against the counter, crossing his arms.

"It's pretty late, you can stay on the couch for tonight if you want", I continue, my voice shaking.

"I'm fine", he shrugs.

"Do you want me to stay?", he mumbles.

"If you don't want to stay, you don't have to", I choke.

"You just need some sleep", Chan Young whispers. I do. I do need some sleep.

"If I didn't throw up, would you have kissed me tonight?", I bow my head, looking at our feet. A soft chuckle hums in his throat.

"I would have", he assures. My hands tremble from the thought.

"I guess another time then", I turn to hide my growing smile. Chan Young steps in front of me and lifts my head by holding my cheeks in his palms.

"Till then", he whispers. He leans in, leaving me speechless. The tips of our noses touch. He shakes his head to give me a nose kiss. I could see the terror on my face in the reflection of his eyes. What I would give to kiss those lips. Just once.

Without sharing another word, Chan Young kindly leaves my apartment. Dammit, I realize now we didn't exchange numbers before he left! I guess if we see each other again then it'll be meant to be. Seoul is a big city, I doubt I'll see him. At least we'll have tonight to reminisce on.

#kdrama #korean drama #k drama #k drama original #kdrama writing #korean romance #korean boyfriend

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dodgergilmore · 4 years

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3: after Jess came back/their argument at the Pub because Rory went back to her mom and basically 'rejects' the whole preppy rich lifestyle after getting her drive back. I think it would've been interesting for Rory to maybe stay single for the rest of the season and work on herself more (and get some actual serious therapy), it would've also been an interesting contrast to her mother finding herself in a very serious relationship that is also riddled with some serious

4: questions and conflicts (though I know that all of this goes against Amy's plan for Rory and her mom, but still. I just wish there was a more original positive ending/development to Rory as a character). Rambling aside, this makes me wonder. If you could change anything in the OG series/revival for the general plot/characters, what would you change?

Definitely agree there should’ve been more single Rory! That’s a good point, too, that after Rory goes back to Yale the story really just marches right on without really unpacking the events of 6x01-6x08. It doesn’t help that the April plot comes immediately after, so there’s not room for the Rory/Lorelai story to breathe because we’re right into the next conflict. Again, what a shame!!

I find season 7 to be a real slog to get through where it feels like those moments where you’re reading and you suddenly realise that you didn’t internalise a single word you just read, but they stick the landing with 7x22 especially with where Rory is concerned!

It’s easier for me to think about what I would change about the revival, maybe because there’s significantly less material to pull from? I always love hearing what other people would change about the series/revival, though!

With the revival.......the way for me to change as little as possible is just if the character motivations were better fleshed out or, in some cases, given at all.

I like the idea of Rory’s conflict centering around her professional life and even shifting course (similar to how it was Harvard until it was Yale) but let’s begin the episodes with more success for Rory! Let’s see the exact moment where journalism stops clicking for Rory – it doesn’t even need to be this big dramatic moment, it can be as simple as it no longer feeling fulfilling and I think there’s plenty of material there for conflict given that this was always the plan so what happens when that’s no longer the plan?

Let’s just scrap Paul altogether. Please. Please. Luke’s wifi passwords may have been the only running gag I liked?

I know people hate it but I can see how the Rory/Logan mess could fit in as a way of clinging to the past and escapism, which was how I interpreted it in the revival anyway but I need clearer character motivations!! The relationship is given so much real estate in the revival but we still know so little about what’s going on there? Instead of dropping the audience right in the middle of the affair, let’s see the actual moment they see each other for the first time after however long and see the struggle of the situation there, like addressing the whole ‘he proposed’ elephant in the room.......idk I have zero emotional investment there so I’m not too interested in delving into what that story would look like, but, importantly: let there be consequences! Again, it doesn’t even need to be this big dramatic thing but some disapproval from Lorelai’s end, even if it’s just in conversations with Luke, and some guilt on Rory and Logan’s end would be appreciated! I can actually see a path for Logan regressing in the time since Rory rejects his proposal, but I do feel for his fans here. If we see those beginning moments of the whole affair, though, we could get an explanation for how he ended up here.

More Jess, obviously! The stuff we got was good but I would especially loooooove to see some Lorelai and Jess hijinks. I can’t cook up something worthy but I want it to be an actual plot line and just be something light-hearted so we can explore that dynamic further!

Give Lane something to DO!!!!!!!! I’ve seen people mention maybe she runs the music shop in Stars Hollow or gives lessons, which I can absolutely vibe with! But I would also love some Lane/Rory/Paris fun-times! I don’t know what this would look like or where it would be but this revival needed more friendship moments.

Luke and Lorelai have moments of poor miscommunication in the original series, yes, but nine years later and they haven’t actually discussed kids? They’re only now getting married? Not to sound like a broken record but I need better character motivations here!! The kids stuff gets completely dropped after, I believe, the second episode? anyway so I wouldn’t even include that stuff – let’s get Paris involved with the plot in other ways, even though I liked all that we got of her. I think Richard’s death could’ve been used as a turning point for Lorelai – same with Rory, actually – with regard to getting married.

With the LL wedding, I totally buy that they would do a quiet little secret wedding before the big event and it was a sweet moment, but knowing that it only happened this way because of budget reasons is kind of annoying! I would think that this wedding would be, like, top priority because it’s The Ship of the whole show and also because it’s a natural way to bring all of these characters we’ve come to know into the same space: Emily, Jess, April, Sookie, the townies, etc. they all should have been there!

Also, because I am me...........Rory and Jess would share a dance at the wedding and there would be a callback to how he owes her a whole prom. Pepper in a little romantic tension from both sides, y’know?? Just a peppering, though, because I am shooting for a slow burn here and I actually like the foundation the revival sets up with them and her book writing.

The pregnancy................sigh. My feelings on this are very complicated and I am still unpacking them tbh! My biggest issue with it is that this show has a weird history when it comes to pregnancy/sex that it feels kind of......icky. Given how much the show focuses on parent-child relationships, I think there is potential there for a what would Rory as a mother look like? story. How does that change the dynamic between her and Lorelai and Emily? It would be very different from Lorelai’s experience because Rory is an adult and has a huge support system. The lack of build-up to this in the revival, though, is so questionable. Like, we see Rory with both Paris’ and Lane’s kids and they don’t really do anything with that???? I’ve decided that I don’t like it as an ending, but I can see how it could work as the beginning of a story if that makes sense? As an ending, it’s just this big, ‘gotcha!’ plot twist that we don’t know how we’re supposed to respond to, and Lorelai looks horrified! Again, it feels icky. As a beginning, though, it opens up stories to explore and I think it would allow for Rory to let go of some romantic dependencies and invest herself in a non-romantic relationship – even moreso in the actual revival, obviously, but girlfriend needs to be single for a bit, phew!

Emily is actually my favourite character so I come out of the revival feeling very validated lmao BUT I am scrapping that “Berta has an indistinguishable accent, isn’t that hilarious???” mess! I am scrapping it right out of my redux!!!

I really liked the Michel stuff! All of that stays!

#ask #i am not a writer at all #i take so long to respond to questions but i just want to be as comprehensive in my answers as possible lol #hope this along the lines of what you were looking for!#Anonymous

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