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Day 19: Demon
Sean is having a lot of difficulty with his mental health. Evelien and Sean decide to take a mental health day: a day to enjoy every moment they have together.
This fanfic was inspired by the YouTube short film '15 MONTHS' by Jacksepticeye, located on his channel. I also wanted to add a couple unconditional love scenarios to this story. I hope you enjoy.
Seán sighed as he took the pills with a quick swig of water. He looked up at the window and stared at the big tree in his window. The tree was starting to lose its leaves, and happened to be losing leaves right now. They weren’t red, orange, or yellow, like they probably should be. They were brown and all crinkly. Seán missed the tree’s pretty stage…He had been too focused on how shitty he’s been feeling that he completely missed the beauty before the bleak set in.
Seán got up and started to make himself a cup of his own Top Of The Morning™ coffee. He watched as the coffee slowly spilled into his mug from a single sprout. It was black and bitter-looking…which is ironic considering the kind of coffee he had chosen: Morning Glory Light Roast. But all coffee is black…everyone knows that.
When the coffee finished spilling into the mug, Seán put the mug onto the counter and put a little bit of sugar into the coffee. He stirred the sugar into the coffee and put the spoon down on the counter. Then, he picked up the mug and took a sip of the hot dirty bean juice.
Seán looked at the coffee as he lowered it down from his lips. It tasted great, but…the feeling felt different. He wasn’t feeling satisfied, despite the good taste of the coffee. He felt…empty.
Seán placed the mug down onto the counter a little louder than usual, and walked back to his and Evelien’s bedroom. He looked at his girlfriend as she slept on the bed, her back facing him. He smiled a little bit. He knows what Evelien looks like when she’s sleeping…but he just had to admit it: She looks really cute when she’s sleeping.
Seán walked up to Evelien and leaned over. He kissed her cheek softly and widened his smile a little more when she hummed in response.
Evelien opened her eyes and looked up at her boyfriend. “G’mornin’.” She mumbled out with a smile.
Seán chuckled. “Good morning.” He replied.
Evelien opened her arms and let out a big stretch. She grunted as she stretched…before she dropped her arms and relaxed. “You comin’ back to bed?” She asked.
Seán nodded. “Sure.” He replied.
Seán sat down beside Evelien and laid his head on the pillow. He smiled as he looked at Evelien, and watched as Evelien slowly closed her eyes.
When her eyes were closed, Seán dropped his smile and looked down. He felt…moody. Down in the dumps. Really out of it. He should be happy. Why wasn’t he happy right now?
Seán closed his eyes as he felt his thoughts spiraling. What was wrong with him? He has a girlfriend, he has a well-paying job, he has a house, he has food and water, everything he needs. Why can’t he just be thankful for what he has? Why can’t he just be…happy?
Seán looked up at Evelien and widened his eyes as he realized Evelien was looking at him. He looked away, embarrassed to have been caught. Evelien placed her hand on his. “Are the demons kicking you down again?” Evelien asked.
Seán sighed and nodded his head. Evelien rubbed the back of Seán’s hand with her thumb as she watched Seán very slowly fall apart in front of her. This wasn’t the first time Seán has woken up unstable. It’s been happening a bit more often than they’d both like. But…Evelien didn’t want him to hide his true feelings from her. She wanted him to tell him when he’s sad, tell him when he’s happy, and tell him when he’s ashamed.
Seán sniffled as he felt an aching feeling in his throat. He felt like he wanted to cry. But he was still afraid of crying in front of Evelien. Even though they had known each other for years…lived with each other for at least one…He’s still fighting with himself about whether to cry in front of her or turn around to cry. But there was no stopping it now…A tear had already begun to fall from his eye, down to his cheek.
Evelien moved her hand up to Seán’s cheek and gently rubbed the falling tear off his cheek. “You can cry if you need to.” Evelien told him.
Seán sniffled. “I know…”
Evelien tilted her head. “Do you?”
Seán closed his eyes and squeezed them. He reached his hand up to his cheek and held onto Evelien’s hand. He didn’t want to look Evelien in the eye right now. He felt weak…stupid…overly emotional.
Seán opened his eyes as he felt Evelien’s arms wrap around him. He slowly wrapped his own arms around her, and hid his face in her shoulder. A small upside of being shorter than your girlfriend, is being able to hide your face in her shoulder while she rubs your head and back. It felt comforting…it felt safe.
[A couple hours later:]
Seán and Evelien were washing dishes together. Evelien was washing them, while Seán was drying them. He had just put a pan down inside the correct drawer, when he felt some wet droplets on his neck. Seán closed the drawer and felt the back of his neck. Where did the droplets come from? Was the ceiling leaking? That wouldn’t make sense…because if the ceiling was leaking, then the water would feel cold. But…this water felt warm.
Then, Seán widened his eyes as he heard a giggling Evelien behind him. He slowly started to smile as he realized the water on his neck was likely from the soapy water in the filled sink.
Seán turned to look at Evelien. “Did you-”
Seán closed his eyes and raised his eyebrows as more droplets of water were flung right at his face. Seán’s smile grew a little wider as he heard Evelien giggling even more. “Gotcha!” She cheered.
Seán opened his eyes right as Evelien started to dip her fingers into the soapy water again. Seán quickly grabbed Evelien, turned her around and pulled her in so her back was against his chest. Then, he started skittering his fingers on her sides.
“Now I’ve got you.” Seán replied.
“AAH! Bahahaha! Hehey! Dohohon’t tihickle mehehehehe!” Evelien giggled.
“Why not? You teased me, now I tease you.” Seán replied.
“Ihihihi’m nohohot eheven that ticklihihihish.” Evelien reminded him.
“So? Why would that stop me from tickling you?” Seán asked.
Evelien reached her arms back behind her and started squeezing his belly with her backwards hands.
“WhohoAHAHA! HEHEY! Now hohold on-” Seán stopped tickling her to grab her hands. “Don’t think you can tickle me back just yet. I’m not done!” Seán reacted.
“Buhuhut ihit’s not fair if you’re only tickling me.” Evelien reminded him.
“Well, it’s more fair for me…” Seán teased.
Evelien quickly brought her arms forward, pulling them out of Seán’s grip. Seán yelped and face planted into Evelien’s back. Evelien quickly turned to face Seán, and picked him up under the arms like a toddler. “Come here, shorty.”
Seán whined and pouted at Evelien, crossing his arms like a toddler as well. “I’m only a few inches shorter than you…” Seán reminded her.
Evelien smirked and blew a raspberry onto the side of Seán’s neck.
Seán uncrossed his arms as he tittered and giggled. He even began struggling to cover up his neck as well. His legs were kicking, his arms were flopping around, and he was wiggling around like a squirmy puppy to get out of her grip.
“Poor Seány boy…poor Jacky. So ticklish…and nowhere to go!” Evelien teased.
“Shuhuhush.” Seán mumbled.
Evelien lowered her boyfriend down to his feet and snuck some tickles on the right side of his belly. “Mr. Ticklee over here…” Evelien teased.
“Tihihicklehehee?” Seán asked, confused.
“Ticklee. The person that’s being tickled by others.” Evelien told him. “Did you know there’s a whole community based around the bonding and hobby of tickling?” Evelien told him.
“Thahahat’s gohotta behehe aha lihihihie.” Seán reacted.
“It’s not.” Evelien said with a genuine smile. “There are lots of fanfictions and fanart around of fictional characters being tickled for fun.” Evelien told him. “Ticklee is the person being tickled, and tickler is the person tickling others.” Evelien added.
“Ihihi dihihidn’t knohohow thahat.” Seán admitted.
Evelien giggled and blew another raspberry on Seán’s neck. Seán threw his head back with a fit of laughter, and smiled brightly.
“I can see why people enjoy it though. I certainly love hearing you laugh, Seán.” Evelien told him, still talking against his neck to further tickle it with her breath. “Your laughter fills my whole heart.” She added.
“Thahahanks Ehevelien.” Seán replied, leaning his head against Evelien’s chest. “Ihihi lohove your laugh too.”
Evelien chuckled. “Thanks, Jacky.” She replied. “Now: more tickles!” She declared.
“Wait! Noho!” Seán protested.
“Yeeeessss~” Evelien tickled Seán’s right side with all 10 of her hands.
Seán bursted out laughing loudly. “BAHAHAHAHAhahaha!” Seán cackled.
“Kitchy kitchy kitchy koo! A kitchykitchykitchykitchykoo!” Evelien teased.
“EHEHEHEVELIHIEN!” Seán yelled.
“Yeeessss?” Evelien replied.
“STAHAHAHAP! IHIHIHIT’S TOHOHOHOO MUHUHUHUCH!” Seán told her.
“Is it really?” Evelien asked.
“YEHEHEHEHESS!” Seán yelled back.
“Okay. I’ll move it down to 5 fingers then.” Evelien told him as a compromise.
Evelien removed one of her hands and used her left hand to hold Seán’s right arm up. And with her right hand, she tickled his right side.
“Ohohokahahay. Thahahat’s behehehetteher.” Seán replied.
“Glad you’re enjoying this.” Evelien told him.
“Meow.” Someone said below them.
Evelien stopped tickling Seán to look down at where the sound came from. Seán looked down as well, confused.
When they saw who it was, they both bursted out laughing. BB was rubbing his body against Seán’s ankle, and meowing for love. Evelien picked up BB and kissed his head before petting his ears. “Hi BB.”
“Meooow!” BB yelled loudly.
Seán laughed. “The whole world must hear his wisdom!” Seán declared, making fun of BB.
“Tell me your ways, Big Boss!” Evelien declared, also making fun of BB.
“Meeooooow!” BB yelled next before rubbing his face against Evelien’s chest.
Seán gave BB some pets as well, booping his nose as well while saying the word “Boop!”.
BB opened his mouth and tried to grab Seán’s booping finger. He then gave up, looked down and licked his lips and snout.
Seán looked over at the dishes beside the sink and groaned. “Evelien…we didn’t finish the dishes.” Seán told her.
Evelien giggled. “I know.”
Seán narrowed his eyes at her with a smirk. “We’re you tickling me so you could get out of doing the dishes?” Seán asked.
Evelien chuckled. “Well…it was more to help keep your demons at bay.” Evelien admitted. “But…not doing dishes happened to be an added bonus.” She said with a wink.
Seán chuckled back. “Why don’t I wash, and you dry for a bit?” He asked.
Evelien shrugged her shoulders. “Sure.”
Seán and Evelien headed back to the sink. He put his hands into the water, and started to wash. But when he looked at Evelien, he noticed something:
Evelien still had BB in her arms.
Seán narrowed his eyes with a smile. “You…have to put BB down to dry dishes, Evelien.” Seán reminded her.
Evelien smirked and slowly started to walk backwards away from him.
“Evelien…Evelien~” Seán called.
Evelien took off running with BB still in her arms and a big toothy smile on her face.
“Gab!” Seán yelled, reaching his arm out. Seán then sighed and smiled a bit. Looks like he’s going to have to chase her through the house…
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Can we please talk about what it would be like for dom reader and dom gab to absolutely wreck Sean's shit like absolutely WRECK HIS SHIT - 🦀
You, my dude, make my day whenever I see your requests. Your poly Sean and gab stuff is fucking amazing and I love you.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy 🖤🖤
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So to wreck Sean, you must first tease him and get him really worked up. Doing this is pretty fucking easy.
AKA: you and Gab make out and undress each other while Sean is forced to just watch. He’s literally sitting there whining with hands died behind his back because his hot girlfriends are making out and all he can’t touch.
Then, you guys edge him for a while. For some reason I feel like Gab is a fucking expert at edging Sean. She knows exactly when to pull away and how to leave him gasping for breath, helplessly bucking his hips up.
He doesn’t like bondage, but he has to be held still somehow or else he might just break the whole damn bed. So you ride his face with your knees on his shoulders so he’s not able to move around too much. Also you get orgasms so that’s a bonus.
Evelien has so much fun edging Sean. Seriously, she could do that all night. She probably would do that all night if you didn’t stop her. Sean is very thankful that only one of his girlfriends loves edging so much because otherwise he might be in a constant state of begging to cum.
When Evelien is finally ready to end his torture, AKA when Sean is close to tears, you move off his face and sit behind him. You pull him onto your lap cause you feel like having him close for this. Evelien thinks that’s fucking adorable.
When she lets him cum, he’s a mess. His hips bucking up and his back curves, pushing against you and desperately looking for something to hold onto.
Once he’s done, Evelien doesn’t stop. She keeps on going until he’s about to cum again and then removes her hand. He’s just a complete mess. He’s breathing hard, covered in a shine of sweat and begging. He’s not even sure what he’s begging for, just begging.
And then Evelien, fucking Evelien, just giggles.
You guys switch places so that you can put a plug in Sean. You don’t do it often, but whenever he’s wearing one he’s always even more sensitive and overwhelmed. You stretch him out and take your time with that. Waiting until he’s pushing back on your fingers and needing to be shushed by Evelien before you put the plug in him.
Once you’re satisfied that Sean is once again desperate and begging, you swop places again because Evelien still hadn’t gotten any pleasure. (Aside from the pleasure she got from torturing and edging Sean.)
Then, she rides him with the plug in. He’s overwhelmed and very much oversensitive. You’re pretty sure he’d just melt into the bed if you weren’t there to hold him from behind. He’s so oversensitive that he fucking bucks up when you scrape your nails over his nipples.
Once Evelien is satisfied and Sean thinks he might have gone to a different plane of being, the scene ends and Sean is treated to cuddles, food and many many compliments.
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Chapter 2 - SYS Switching Your Subconscious
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~Sean's Point of View~
I wake up refreshed for the day, thinking about the calming dream I had a few minutes ago. I was flying above purple clouds across a starry sky, the moon was shining brightly at full. I eventually dropped into a random house to explore what my head created with my imagination. Even though I was scared of heights, the drop didn't frighten me, and the fall was a light and soft landing. While I was thinking about it, I noticed that I had woken up on my own instead of an alarm clock blaring in my ears. Maybe I woke up before 5 a.m., that's probably why the room was very dark. I could barely see anything, yet I usually can see through the dark. What time is it? I turn towards my right to check my digital clock, but it wasn't there. No red glow. Strange, did Gabby steal my clock again? Did I knock it over? I use my hand to blindly search the top of my bedside table, but my hand reaches nothing and I almost fall out of bed. Wait, where..? Where did the table go? I turn to my left to wake up Evelien, but no one was there, which kind of freaked me out, but I realized I could be in Marvin's room, we could have switched bodies, his spell worked! This is Marvin's room! That makes a lot of sense now. I sit up and keep blindly searching on the bed to find his phone, and I feel a phone with a purse like cover case connected to a charger on his pillow. I fumble to open it and turn on the screen, stinging my eyes, and I see a displayed fanart wallpaper of himself. Of course, he has a huge ego. I roll my eyes at my small pun and check the time, finding it saying 1 a.m. Holy, I thought I got more sleep than 1 hour, I swear I went to bed at 12. Wait, didn't Marvin say that the spell would activate at 5 am? Maybe it done it earlier than he thought. I got to tell him it worked!
I swing my legs out of Marvin's bed, note that I reach the floor faster then I thought my feet would... I swear his bed is higher than this, or maybe he's shorter? No way. After going out of the room with my arms out protectively, I reach the hallway, and my eyes settle in the dark. Finally, where are the stairs... What the! Where am I?! I have never seen this hallway before in my life! Did they redecorate? Bull. Shxte. As I search each room I find a bathroom and turn on the light, looking in the mirror to confirm my thoughts. Nope... I was wrong.
My fingers start to comb through brown strands as I stare into my reflection, the now mid-chest length hair being tangled due to sleep. My baby blue eyes were actually replaced by olive-green. Over the yellow light in the bathroom, I noticed dark spots under long lashes, small freckles speckling the new face. I can guess that I'm now 14, I mean I look short. I might be older or younger, how could I tell? The bathroom was brightly lit, and my eyes were dry under the lights, I could barely see before, but now I could see the room a lot clearer. It was a small bathroom, with dark tiles and pink nap rugs on the floor and tan walls all around. Flowers trim the top of the walls and the ceiling was textured bumpy. A closet was placed left to the white entrance door, and the white sink counter located to the right of the closet. The mirror was framed with white wood and to the right was a brown wood shelfing area that goes above the toilet, filled with utilities: Toothbrushes, brushes, combs, body washes, sprays, towels, and soaps. To the right of the toilet was the bathtub shower mix, the protective coating around the shower walls being yellow and it contains a foggy window at the top. A pastel pink shower curtain was pulled to the wall. A few feet in front of the toilet was a black, metal, short shelfing that had a drawer for laundry and a white door to the right of that. The clock was located by the mirror and tells the time as 1:15 am.
It was quiet in this house, but I could hear shuffling on the other side of the new door. That could be a bedroom through there. As I look around, a soft thing brushes against my pj leg and I glance down. A black and white cat, their fur making them seem to wear a tuxedo, was looking up at me with green eyes, their tail swiping quickly. They meow at me and nuzzle my leg again, making a small quiet chewing noise. They kind of remind me of BB... Oh, god, I really hope this is a nightmare. If Marvin's spell actually backfired, this person is going to be terrified once they wake. They are going to wake up in my bed, in my home, scared and confused, and no one in the house is going to understand what's going on, well, except for Marv. I have to find a way to message them and help. I might not be able to get back home quickly, I have no idea where I am. I head out of the bathroom, turning off the light switch, which squeaks quietly, and went back into the room I was in before. They must have a computer or maybe I can find a way into their phone. I close the door and search for the phone on the bed. If I can't get in the phone, I can still use the flashlight, I don't want to wake up the family with the bedroom light. After a few shuffling of the sheets, I hear another meow. Another cat was laying on the bed, mostly white, with brown-orange spots on the ears and one on the back. I notice that its tail was stripped with brown and orange, long, and white tipped at the end . How did I not notice them before? They yawn and lick their paws as I search for a computer in the room. Luckily, they have a laptop by their bed, and I open it up. It is at full battery and there isn't a password. Thank the heavens.
I go through the applications to find any messaging apps. None. Guess I'll have to try Gmail. I open Chrome and enter my email. Maybe I should text them my password through the texting feature. They'll see the notification and be able to enter it in, and they'll be able to text theirs so I can access their phone. I hope that they will answer or understand what the message is.
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So I rarely have nightmares that deal with real life spooks (ie Slenderman etc) but I just decided to take a quick nap before getting back to Christmas prep and oof
I was dreaming Jack posted a preview for a new ego video where Evelien was talking to Henrik and he asked how Jack was doing.
E: oh fine I guess...sometimes I think I hear him talking to someone though
H: yeah...me too
And while they're saying this E (well the "camera" switched to first person pov so it felt like me) was walking up the stairs to investigate and you could kinda see Jack's silhouette sitting with his back against the wall (facing away from me) and just as Sneep says his last line E/me glanced up into a mirror at the end of the hall and now Jack (Anti) was instead standing behind the stairs and as I whipped around, shocked to see nothing was there, I heard Anti's laugh right in my ear and bolted upright in bed with a scream...
Hey @therealjacksepticeye could you call off your demon??
#Jacksepticeye#Jacksepticeye tag 2#anti#antisepticeye#septicegos#Jesus Christ that's a heart attack I didn't need!#i don't even usually have nightmares like that#oooofff#back to wrapping i guess 😅😅#lots of tags weeeee
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55. Ik heb tenminste een fiets
30/03/2020
Het is 15:11 en ik heb college in 20 minuten, dus ik zie wel hoe ver ik kom met deze blogpost. Ik luister voor deze 20 minuten nog steeds naar Slow Pride Month (we gaan verder met Hayley Kiyoko’s Sleepover) en Sanne is inmiddels al meer dan een uur in Nederland.
Gisteren heb ik niet al te veel gedaan. Ik heb wel B&T weer bestudeerd en nu ging het over poppen en Shakespeare’s The Tempest (it makes sense, I promise) en ik moest denken aan de engste Avatar aflevering: The Puppetmaster. Je weet wel, die Halloween aflevering met het bloedsturen. Aangezien de hele aflevering gaat over het weghalen van lichamelijk autonomie, moet ik het misschien gebruiken voor mijn werkstuk. Hmmm 🤔.
Ah, mijn leraar is er, dus ineens veranderde mijn scherm, want Zoom doet automatisch full screen. We gaan dus over een kwartiertje of zo beginnen.
(Ah, King Princess’s bekendste nummer: 1950. Hierdoor kent Harry Styles haar muziek.)
Anyway, B&T. Ik weet dat jullie niet veel hebben aan mijn geblabber over Avatar en Doctor Who en wat dan ook in relatie tot de stof, maar het laat alleen maar zien dat het interessant is en dat ik linken kan leggen met entertainmentmedia. Addy zou trots op me zijn.
Dus dat was mijn dag. Ik had wel weer Lulu’s salade gemaakt, want ik had nog over.
Die aardappelen zijn niet van mij. Even een segway: ik zit nu aan de instant noodles en Kath en Sophia eten vegan burgers in de keuken. Alsnog: een culinair verschil. Ik kwam de keuken binnen en alle groenten stonden mooi gesneden klaar en de soja-erweten vega burgers met vega kaas lagen in de pan. En dan ik zit met de instant noodles te klooien.
(Troye Sivan’s What A Heavily Way To Die is best wel sad.)
Terug naar het verhaal.
In de avond kwam Sanne langs om afscheid te nemen. Ze had allerlei spullen in de gang gezet, net zoals Delaney, maar ze had voor mij dingen aan de kant gezet: hagelslag, rooibos thee, chocolade muesli en... fietssleutels!
Yeah, Sanne had een fiets geleend van Nina, een Nederlandse student (toevallig van de RU) die met de Parijse vlucht een week geleden naar huis is gegaan. Nina heeft waarschijnlijk gerealiseerd dat ze niet terug gaat komen, dus ze had de fiets verkocht aan iemand genaamd Simon.
(Panic! At The Disco’s The End of All Things! Maar het staat dus op shuffle.)
Nou, Simon kwam de fiets dus ophalen bij Sanne, maar hij bleek te groot te zijn. Toen schreef Nina naar Sanne dat ze de fiets dan maar gewoon gratis weg kan doen, dus nu heb ik een fiets. Het is geen geweldige fiets, volgens Sanne, maar beter een fiets dan geen fiets.
Geen idee waar ik nu naar toe zou moeten, though. Toen Sanne gisteren afscheid kwam nemen van Kath, Sophia en Anouk (want die is hier regelmatig), kregen we het nieuws dat de Sloveense regels worden aangescherpt. Blijkbaar zijn Slovenen toch niet zo netjes als gedacht. Hier is er ook nog massale drukte in weekenden, zoals in Nederland. Als reactie komt de Sloveense overheid dus met sterkere maatregelen: mensen mogen dus niet meer in groepen naar buiten. Eerst was het maximaal 3 personen, nu maximaal 1. Verder mogen mensen niet meer buiten hun gemeenten komen, tenzij er geen bepaalde voorzieningen in de gemeenten zijn. Ook moeten mensen nu verplicht een mondkap (of een sjaal als je geen mondkapje hebt) en handschoenen aan in openbare overdekte plaatsen, zoals supermarkten.
Pfoe.
Toch wel handig, want nu kan ik zwaardere boodschappen op de fiets doen. Ik had een dag last van die fles wasmiddel. Yup, zo zwak ben ik nu eenmaal. Heb dus wel veel schouderoefeningen gedaan.
Dus ja. Dat was Sanne. Het was wel raar. Sophia vroeg ook al of het raar voelde en toen antwoordde ik van wel. Ik ging er nu eenmaal wel vanuit dat we dit avontuur samen zouden beginnen en eindigen. Dan alsnog, niemand had een pandemie verwacht.
Nou jongens, de les begint nu, dus dat is het voor nu. Oh God, jongens, mijn leraar heeft green screen en hij zit dus op een tropisch strand.
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16:31 en we hebben eventjes 10 minuten pauze en iemand had zijn camera aangezet:
BEDANKT VOOR DE DOG CONTENT LEONARDO!
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17:31
De les was om iets over 17:00 klaar, maar ik moest Lulu eventjes helpen met iets. De muziek is ook terug, maar ik had The End Of All Things op repeat staan, vandaar dat de recs stiller werden. Na deze keer ga ik verder. Zou ik Top 5 albums toevoegen aan 40. Yuè’s recommendations voor zelf-isolatie!?
Oké, waar was ik? Oh, ja, Sanne kwam dus gedag zeggen en daarna ging ze naar appartement 3 om ook afscheid van Aga te nemen. We zijn weer terug naar 8 mensen in het huis. Tereza heeft nu heel appartement 1 voor haar alleen.
(Sam Smith’s Too Good At Goodbyes. Ahhh.)
Ik heb mijn Thai opgegeten en toen ging ik terug naar mijn kamer. Eigenlijk had ik eventjes geen zin in weer een avond drinken en bordspellen. Waar had ik wel zin in? Videogames! Evelien doet aan tijdreizen (soort van vals spelen, maar het is chill), dus zij was de eerste van onze vaste Animal Crossing groep die de grotere winkel kreeg. Natuurlijk gingen we dat plunderen!
“Plunderen”? Eh, we nodigen elkaar constant uit om elkaars winkels leeg te roven 🤷🏻♀️.
(Catey Shaw’s stem klinkt zo goed in Night Go Slow. Dit is het enige nummer van haar die ik ken. Misschien moet ik meer gaan luisteren. Iemand had me dit nummer aangeraden en ik weet niet meer of het Dani of Floris was. Of iemand anders. Merel?)
Het was ook tijd voor een vallende sterrenregen, dus we hebben met z’n 4en een uur lang stilgestaan op het plein om sterren te vangen. Ja. Dat was dus mijn avond.
Ze zijn inmiddels wel gewend aan dit soort rare dingen. Je moet eens weten hoeveel mam aan moet horen over de Sims. (Ik: ”Mijn man is weer zwanger van een alien drieling!” Mam: 😐😐😐).
(Weer Hayley Kiyoko, want ik heb 5 nummers van haar op deze playlist. Nu is het Let It Be.)
Kijk eens wat voor een plezier we hebben:
Echt entertainment. Uiteindelijk ging ik ook maar weer naar AmazingPhil kijken terwijl hij aan het streamen was, want soms was het wel saai om te wachten op alle vallende sterren.
Wie heeft alcohol nodig in quarantaine als je ook een Switch en een goede internetverbinding kan hebben?
Rond 22:00 was ik wel weer klaar met spelen. Ging ik eens op tijd naar bed? Natuurlijk niet. Ik besloot onverwachts om het hele tweede seizoen van Most Popular Girls In School te kijken, die webserie met de namaak Barbie poppen.
(Om eerlijk te zijn past Casual Affair van Panic! At The Disco niet geweldig goed op deze lijst, maar het is nog steeds een slow jam.)
Ik was van plan om er aan te beginnen, maar 2 uur later had ik alle 17 afleveringen gekeken. Dat zijn er 5 meer dan seizoen 1 en blijkbaar heeft seizoen 3 rond de 28 afleveringen, dus daar moet ik even voor gaan zitten.
Oh, Trisha.
Dus ja, rond half 1 was het bedtijd. Ging ik slapen? Natuurlijk niet. Mijn lichaam is nog steeds te gewend aan wintertijd, de superieure tijd. Ik heb toen ineens de hele Heartstopper: DBH AU gelezen, want waarom niet? Ik heb een link naar deze korte webcomic in de reblog tag gezet (samen met nog wat andere dingen).
(Keiynan Lonsdale’s Kiss The Boy is eigenlijk ook overplayed, dus misschien gaat deze er ook van af.)
“Maar Yuè, ik weet niet wat Detroit: Become Human is?” Cool. Ik ook niet. Het enige wat ik vooraf van DBH wist is dat het een interactieve videogame is over robots die “deviant” worden. Het leuke aan deze webcomic is dat de lezers dus ook de keuzes hebben gemaakt in het verhaal, dus als je zin hebt om iets te lezen dat totaal voortkomt uit keuzes van het publiek, dan is dit iets voor jou! (Ik klink net als een reclame.)
“Maar Yuè, ik weet niet wat Heartstopper is?” 1) You should. Het staat op mijn 40. Yuè’s recommendations voor zelf-isolatie! lijst. 2) Ach, je hoeft het niet te kennen om dit verhaal te begrijpen.
En toen ging ik slapen, maar ik viel maar niet in slaap. Leuk. Heb ik eindelijk het idee om mijn oogjes toe te doen, gaat het niet. En wegens de tijdverandering, was ik tot half 5 (😱) wakker. Een paar dagen geleden was het half 4 geweest en dat klinkt minder dramatisch! Ik heb zelfs nog met Sanne geappt. Ze had vast niet verwacht om rond half 4 een bericht van me te krijgen, maar ja.
Sanne had uiteindelijk toch een taxi kunnen regelen, dus ze hoefde niet te lopen. Haar moeder had een hotelovernachting op de foute avond geboekt, dus dat werd het ook niet. Toen ze wilden annuleren, bleek dat het hotel niet eens open was. Wow, oké.
(Mary Lambert’s She Keeps Me Warm is anders dan in haar YouTube versie. Ik vind de YouTube versie beter, maar ja.)
Maar ja, Sanne was om 4 uur met de bus naar Wenen vertrokken en rond iets voor 8 kwamen ze daar aan. Ze vlogen rond 12 en om half 2 was ze terug op Nederlandse bodem. Uiteindelijk waren er 9 mensen die zich op hadden gegeven voor deze vlucht.
Ergens viel ik in slaap en ik werd rond half 12 wakker. Ach. Slaap. Geweldig. Ik had het gewoon zo mega heet dat ik niet kon slapen. Daar had ik een paar weken geleden ook al last van en ik weet niet waar het vandaan komt.
Tuurlijk heb ik vandaag alleen maar Animal Crossing gedaan. Aangezien ik gisteren aan B&T heb gewerkt, lig ik weer op schema met mijn vakken, dus ik heb de tijd om even Animal Crossing te spelen.
Haha. “Even”. Vanaf morgen laat mijn Switch zien hoeveel uur ik aan dit spel heb gespendeerd, want dat kan pas na 10 dagen. Eef had 80 uur gespeeld in de eerste 10 dagen, dus ik zie wel.
(Ik probeer mijn main Pride Month playlists musical-vrij te houden (daar heb ik Pride Month - musical edition voor), maar met A Soft Place To Land heb ik een beetje valsgespeeld door Sara Bareilles’s versie erop te zetten.)
Toen noodles gemaakt, begonnen met dit te schrijven, de les GLINT... en nu zijn we hier. Full circle.
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Nightmare
How exactly did Jack end up in his coma? TW: Panic Attacks and mild blood mention. Spoiler alert, its Anti.
The panel was going along smoothly, no one had asked any weird questions. Sean groaned internally, realizing he jinxed it. A girl had stepped up and was asking Mark something when her voice dulled into low warped sound, almost like she was under water. A wave of nausea hit him like a truck and he doubled over in his seat. Beads of sweat broke out on his forehead and his hands started shaking. His vision was blurred. There was a low hum, either from the audio equipment or something else he couldn’t figure it out. He was shaking but also felt very warm. A quiet laughing rang in the back of his mind, he knew it, he should know it, but he couldn’t place it right now. Someone grabbed his arm.
“Sean? Are you okay?” He looked up at Wade’s concerned face, his voice sounding far away. His vision wouldn’t focus.
“I-I don’t know…” he said. His voice sounded slurred to him. Wade said something to Mark and took Sean off the stage. Most everyone was confused and slightly worried. Mark and Bob stayed where they were, but glanced over occasionally to check in. Wade made Sean sit outside of the hall and went to get him some water. Sean leaned over, putting his face in his hands. What was wrong with him? He hadn’t had a panic attack on stage like this before, not even on the tour. He tried texting Evelien, but his fingers wouldn’t work properly. It didn’t make sense. Wade came back and handed him the water, sitting next to him. They sat in silence for a bit. His mind started to clear up.
“Feeling better?” Wade asked. Sean nodded silently. The humming dissipated and was replaced with the sounds of the convention. They sat there until the panel was over and people started filing out the door. Some came over to ask if everything was alright, Wade waved them away, saying that he just got dehydrated or something. The rest of the con was a blur, he couldn’t remember much. His mind was constantly foggy, he didn’t even realize when they got back to Brighton.
“What’s up with him?” Chase asked Gab when they got back.
“Stress, probably,” was her answer. She wasn’t sure, but hoped the tulpas could help him. Sean sat on the couch, watching the tv when Bebe came up to him. He laid on his lap before hissing at something behind him.
“What is it?” Bebe often hissed at Marvin when he was a cat, maybe it was that. He swiped at the back of the couch before realizing the magician wasn’t there. “Silly thing,” he muttered as the cat jumped onto the back of the couch. He heard the faint laughter again, almost inaudible. It was odd, he didn’t create Anti when he made the rest of the tulpas, did he? As he got up to use the restroom, his footsteps felt heavy. Each step echoed in his mind, and his vision blurred around the edges. He looked up in the mirror, the reflection wasn’t him. Or it was, but a much younger him. The figure followed his motions, like it normally should. His vision slid out of focus and a sharp pain stabbed his stomach, making him double over and grab the counter tightly. When he looked up, the reflection changed again. His heart dropped to his stomach. His eyes scanned the neck, making sure it was intact. Neon green hair. From what many fans considered to be his ‘glory days’. He leaned forward, the reflection followed, a bit delayed, grinning slightly. Enough to be noticed by him. The hair faded to blue. His vision darkened again, followed by the all too familiar glitchy laugh, with something tapping his shoulder. He spun around quickly, his breathing speeding up. When he turned back, the reflection showed him, as he was currently. His shoulders relaxed, he should probably sleep more.
As he left the room, Evelien was sitting with Bebe and Jameson, watching something. Jameson looked up and signed, ‘Are you alright?’ Sean looked at him confused. Jameson switched to writing it before his host nodded.
“Yeah, just tired,” neither the tulpa nor his girlfriend bought that, but they didn’t press it. The pain came back, like someone was stabbing him repeatedly. His neck started to burn, slowly going from one side to the other. He felt around his neck, when his fingers pulled away, what looked like blood was on them. A low buzzing noise filled his ears and head, there was a pressure on his head, like someone had their hands on the front and back and were squeezing as hard as they could on it. His vision started spinning. Evelien came into the kitchen.
“Sean?” Her voice filled with concern. She yelled to Jameson, “Go get Schneep! And hurry!” Jamie hurried off the couch, much to the annoyance of the formerly sleeping Bebe and ran to find the doctor. Sean’s knees buckled, and he sank to the floor. Evelien kneeled next to him. The tiles on the floor felt nice and cool against his burning skin. His vision went black, and the last thing he heard was Schneep, Jackie, Jameson, and Chase rushing to the kitchen.
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Evelien Smolders is switching to Kylie Jenner! Please unfollow Evelien‘s account here.
And follow Kylie Jenner’s account here!
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Man, I was wondering what if Felix and Seán switches between each other bodies?
That would be an epic disaster and a great source for your fan fictions 😂😂😂
Poor Marzia and Evelien for knowing their bois switch bodies.
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Septic Sam is Back!
Septic Sam is back! and a little displeased at Sean's ignorance of him...
This fanfic is for Shannon!
Sean was sitting on his couch, checking the comments on some of his old content. It was nice seeing people rewatch the videos and comment about it. “Comment if you’re watching this in 2020!” and all those fun comments. It was nice.
Suddenly, a bunch of familiar laughter exploded from a room nearby. Oh! That’s Evelien! In her room! She must’ve been watching something funny.
Sean was about to continue what he was doing, when he heard the following words:
“JAHAHAHACK HEHEHEHELP!”
Sean took off like a flash! He ran to Evelien’s room and ran right through the door frame. “What is it?! Where’s the fire?”
“Ihihihihit’s sohohoho weihihird!” She laughed.
“What is? You watching something?” Sean asked, looking at her screen for a moment.
Suddenly, a green being popped out from under Evelien’s shirt. It was-
“SAM!” Sean shouted with a huge smile on his face.
Septic Sam flew up to Sean and nuzzled its eye into his shoulder. “Hey buddy! It’s been forever!” Sean reacted.
“Wahait, What?” She asked.
“Oh! This is Septic Sam! My little buddy!” Sean told her.
She blinked and raised an eyebrow in pure confusion.
“That logo that you see on my youtube channel?” Sean specified.
“Yes?” Evelien replied, still confused.
“That’s Septic Sam!” Sean replied.
“OH!” She did the grabby hands to Septic Sam, and squeaked as Septic Sam flew to her and nuzzled into her cheek.
“Ahahahaw! How cute!” She reacted.
“Yeah! He’s been my little pet for a long time!” Sean admitted.
Then, Septic Sam turned to Sean with a narrowed, suspicious eye.
“Ihi- What?” Sean asked.
Septic Sam turned around, and stuck his eye tail out to him with his eye closed. It looked like an eye’s version of a pout.
“Uh oh...looks like someone’s upset.” Sean recognized.
“Uh oh...Why are you upset, little guy?” Evelien asked, scratching under the eyelid as if it were a chin.
The septic eye wagged its tail and raised its green eyebrow up with...what looked to be happiness.
“Oh! There we go!”
But the moment Evelien stopped scratching, the eye just...lowered its eyebrow and looked down at the lap it was in, with pure sadness.
“That didn’t help for long…” Evelien mentioned.
Sean placed a hand onto the eye to try and help it get better. But the eye turned around with a glare. Immediately, the eye flew up into Sean’s face with a growingly rageous glare.
“Whoa whoa whoa! I know I haven’t been hanging out with you much, but there’s no need to give me that glare!” Sean reacted.
The eye’s angry glare softened a little. Then, the eye shot out green goop into Sean’s face and flew away really quickly.
“Ew! Sam!” Sean growled, shaking the goop off his hand. The moment he saw the eye fly away from him however, his anger grew to hurt. “Sam wait…”
Sam flew away from Sean and perked itself on top of the fridge, where Sean couldn’t reach.
Sean followed Septic Sam out to the fridge and groaned. “I get it...you’re mad at me. And...I’m sorry. I haven’t been hanging around with you because...Well...it’s not an excuse, but…” Sean tried to explain what had been happening. “I haven’t been doing well. My Dad died, and I’ve been struggling with mental health as of late.” Sean explained.
Septic Sam looked at Sean with worry. Though Septic Sam couldn’t understand what had happened to make him sad, Sam could completely read Sean’s overpowering emotion.
“So...Please come down there...and I’ll try to make it up to you.” Sean offered.
Sam looked at Sean with hurt, but some hope in its little eye.
“Please?” Sean asked.
The eye finally decided to come down, and into Sean’s arm. But there was one little thing Sam wanted to do before everything was perfectly fine again…
Septic Sam wrapped its tail around Sean’s wrist and flew Sean over to the couch. Sean smiled and followed the little eye like old times.
Sam threw his hand, and tripped his foot so that he would faceplant the couch. And the plan worked perfectly! Sean fell onto the couch sideways, and flipped around. “What was that for?! You wanna break my arm?” Sean joked.
Sam nuzzled underneath Sean’s shirt and nuzzled onto Sean’s bare belly.
EEEhehehehehe! Thahahat tihihicklehes!” Sean laughed.
The little eye nuzzled and rubbed itself against Sean’s belly and his right side: His worst spot.
“NOHOHOHOHAHAHAhahaha! STAHAhahahaHAHAP THAHAHAT!” Sean laughed heavily.
The eye smiled with only its eyelids and quickly started tickling by both nuzzling and skittering with its wagging tail.
This drove Sean bonkers! His laughter was so loud and giggly while he squirmed about on the couch. Just light tickles were enough to drive him nuts!
“IHIHIHIT’S SOHOHOHO TIHIHICKLIHIHIHISH!” Sean laughed.
Evelien smiled and walked up to the couch, where Sean was. “Why hello, giggly boy!” She teased, tickling his chin before walking around to the front of the couch. Sean giggled more and used his chin to cover up the sensitive part of his neck.
“Getting tickled by Sammy?” She asked.
Sean nodded.
Evelien giggled as she sat down in front of the couch to watch.
Septic Sam was now wiggling across Sean’s sides and belly left and right, left and right, left and right.
“HAHAHahahahaha! HAHAHahahaHAHAHA!” Sean laughed.
“Awww, need some help, Jacky?” Evelien asked.
Sean giggled and nodded.
Evelien happily stood up and lifted his shirt up to reveal Septic sam. Septic Sam jumped up, showing surprise at the sudden bright light!
But instead of picking up Septic Sam, she knelt down...and blew a BIG raspberry onto his belly right beside Septic Sam!
“PPPPFFBFBBFBBBFBBBFFFFBBFBFB!”
“YAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Jack laughed.
“Kitchy kitchy kitchy koo, Jackieboy!” She teased.
“EEEHEHEHEHEHEHE! NAHAHAT YOHOHOHOU TOHOHOHOHOO!” Jack laughed.
“Not me too?? Oh boo hoo! Poor Jackieboy is getting tickled by Sam AND Gab!” Evelien teased.
“EHEHEHEHEVIHIHIHIL!” Sean laughed.
“Evil?!” She reacted.
“MEHEHEHEHEHEHEANIHIHIHIE!” Jack shot back.
“You little- I’m just gonna have to tickle you till you regret those words, Jack!” Evelien started blowing more raspberries onto Sean’s right side of his belly, to get him REALLY laughing!
And sure enough, Sean laughed like the world was about to end!
“AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Sean laughed nonstop.
“Who’s a ticklish bean? Who’s a ticklish bean? It’s Jackie! It’s Jackie Jackie Jackie!” Evelien teased wildly.
“AHAHAHAM NAHAHAHAT!” Sean laughed.
“Are too!” Evelien argued back.
“NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!” Sean begged.
“Yes! Yes yes yes yes yes!” Evelien replied happily.
Sean was DYING of laughter. And Septic Sam was watching the whole thing! It was even tickling Sean’s belly with its little tail!
“GUHUHUHUHUHUYS!” Sean begged.
“Yes Jack? Need a teensy weensy break?” She asked.
“YEHEHEHEHESSS PLEHEHEHEASE!” Sean replied.
“Very well!” She stopped tickling his belly and got up.
Sean gasped for air and breathed heavily after the heavy amounts of tickles he endured.
While Septic Sam kept Sean company with its cutesy ways, Evelien got up and got Sean a glass of water. Evelien handed Sean the glass and let him drink.
“Thahank you…” Sean said between drinks of the water.
“No problem, Sean.” She replied. “And it’s a pleasure to meet you, Septic Sam!” She said to Sam, cupping the sides of its eyeball.
The eye loved this, and nuzzled into her hands with its eyes closed.
“Cutie~” She teased.
Septic Sam snuck into Evelien’s shirt and started nuzzling onto her belly.
“Hahahahahehehehe! Hehehehey!” She laughed.
The little septic eye jumped out of her shirt and flew to her neck, nuzzling into that too.
“Hehehehe! Ahahahawww!” She giggled.
Septic Sam flew to her face with a bright, happy look on its eye.
“Little beanie boo~” She teased, tickling under the eyelid again.
“Septic Sam wagged its tail and shook its eyeball with its eyes closed...almost as if it was being tickled…
“Hey, is Septic Sam ticklish by any chance?” She asked.
“Yeah! Yeah, he is! On the tail and under the lower eyelid.” Sean told her.
“Good to know!” Evelien reacted.
“Yeah, he’s a good one. I shouldn’t have ignored him for so long...I feel terrible.” Sean admitted.
“Hey, he forgave you for that, didn’t he?” Evelien asked.
Septic Sam flew up to Evelien’s eye view and nodded.
“See? He forgives you!” She told him.
Sean smiled and tickled under the eye’s eyelid. “That’s good.”
The Septic eye flew around between the both, showing love to the both of them. All was forgiven!
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Slowly Finding The Light Again
Jack had been dealing with chronic illnesses and physical health issues as of the last year. And Gab has ridden alongside him through all of it. Today, she tries to show her love and affection by being all playful and lovey-dovey.
TW: Some implied depression.
Though most of you will know, Jack has been going through a lot for '15 months', as the video had presented. This was my personal way of processing the video, processing his absence and showing my love to the guy. Even if he doesn't see it, I still want him to know that I understand and I'm thinking about you, Sean. <3
Jack had been feeling down and out of the loop for months and months now. He felt like the world was passing by without him, and he both hated it, and loved it. He liked the thought of being an observer of an internet world without him. But...all he’d been getting were texts asking where he was. ‘Is he dead or something?’ and ‘I hope he’s doing okay’ are generally what people are sending him. And wishes for the future. Plenty of those. It was people like him that made him feel terrible for leaving YouTube so abruptly and without little notice.
Jack had recently uploaded the video ‘15 months’ to show cinematically what he’d been going through. It represented the nightmares he’s had every night, the numbers of pills he’s taking and the asthma inhalers he needs more than ever, to try and simply breathe. It’s been a terrible time for his mental and physical health. Truth be told, his whole world felt...shitty, I guess.
The only good thing going for him right now, was Gab. Gab had been staying by his side through it all. Gab was his best and only friend through this whole situation...The hard part is that he fears he may have lost Mark and Ethan...And he knows the Irish lads probably miss him...It’s been a while since he’d done an Irish Lads video with them...and without him, an Irish Lads episode couldn’t be made…
Jack and Gab were sitting across from each other, on their phones. Gab was probably looking at Twitter or some other social media, while Jack was catching up with Kevin and Dan. Soon, a text showed up on the top of his screen:
[Hey Sean]
It was from Gab...Who was only 2 feet away from him.
Jack chuckled at this and swiped down to reply.
[You could just talk, you know.]
Gab smiled. “I know, but I didn’t know if you would hear me.” She admitted. “Plus, I feel playful.”
Evelien: [5…]
He raised an eyebrow. “Whaaaat are you planning?” He asked.
Evelien: [4…]
Sean looked at her. “You’re not even gonna count down using your words?!” Jack asked.
“No.” She replied.
[2…]
Jack widened his eyes. “Oh shit…”
[Better run~]
Jack bit his lip, but didn’t run.
[1.]
Gab got up from her seat and tackled Jackie to the ground. “HEHEY! What are you even doing?” Jack asked.
“Playing with you!” Gab replied, tickling his left side lightly. “You’ve been so down lately, and I thought some tickling might make you feel a little better and more human again.”
Jack giggled and hissed while he laughed. “Eheheheheveeee!”
“I’m not Evelien, or Evie, anymore.” Gab smirked as she moved her fingers across his belly and slowly to his right side. “Iiiii’m the tickle monster!”
She leaned in and blew a raspberry onto his right side.
“AaaAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! FUCKIN’ HEHEHEHEHELL!” Jack laughed loudly.
“Tickle tickle tickle Jackie! Tickle tickle tickle tickle tickle Jackie Boy! Not so tough now, huh?” She teased as she tickled and squeezed Jack’s side.
“SHUHUHUHUT UHUHUHUP!” Jack ordered.
Gab gasped and covered her mouth. “How DARE you?! Telling your girlfriend to shut up?! You should know better!” Gab teased, pretending to be offended.
Jack was giggling. “Ahahahaw, can’t handle a little fihihihighter?” he teased.
“That’s it.” Gab started squeezing Jack’s right side, and blew a big, juicy raspberry onto the top of his right side at the same time.
“OHOHOHOHO FAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! IHIHIT’S SOHOHOHO BAHAHAHAHAD!” Jack cackled.
“Oooooh! Poor Jackie can’t handle the tickle tickle tickles from the tickle monster! Such a shaaaame!” She teased again.
“YOHOHOU’RE MEHEHEHEHEHEAN!” Jack told her.
“Wow! You must really need a lot of tickles if you’re still insulting me!” She reacted. This time, Gab started squeezing and digging into both sides, while she nibbled and nommed on his right side at the same time. “OMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOM! OMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOM!”
Jack’s back arched a little as he shouted out a super loud- “OHSHIT NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!”
Yeah...that.
“Are you regretting all your moments of backtalk from the tickle monster?” She teased, acting like an evil older sister to Jack.
“COHOHOHOHOME OHOHOHON! MEHEHEHERCYHYHYHYHYHY!” Jack begged, flailing his arms around wildly.
“Okay, fiiiiine. I guess the infamous tickle monster can give breaks.” She decided. She stopped tickling Jack and laid herself down beside the big baby.
Jack was a mess of breathy giggles and slight wheezing.
Wait…
“Jack, do you need your inhaler?” She asked.
“Ma...maybe…” Jack replied.
“Alright.” Gab was about to get up to get it, but a hand on her arm had made her freeze.
“Please stay...I’ll...get it in a bit.” Jack asked.
Feeling his need for love, Gab laid herself back down beside him and looked up at the ceiling.
“Thank you for that...I needed that.” Jack told her.
Gab smiled and held his slightly sweaty palm. “I love you Sean. And I don’t want you to forget it.”
Jack smiled and kissed her cheek. “I love you too, Evelien.”
The two of them laid together in the coolness of the house, and felt every bit of body heat between them that heated them up bit by bit. It felt amazing to them. Having the bit of body heat on one side, and the house’s air conditioning cooling them off on the other side...It was the perfect balance of cool and warm.
Jack soon got up onto his arm and booped her nose. “You’re so cute!”
Gab giggled at this and booped his cheek. “You’re cuter.”
“Am not! You’re cuter!” Jack poked her arm.
“Cuter.” Gab poked the front of his shoulder.
“No you.” Jack poked her side.
“EEP! Nohoho!” Gab giggled. “You’re always gonna be the cuter one!”
“You sound like you’re just begging for tickles right now.” Jack teased.
“Am not, liar!” She teased.
Jack giggled and tickled her side. “Are too, lee.”
“Lehehehee? What’s thahat?” She asked.
“It’s a term a certain community uses to mean ‘the one being tickled’. I found the community one day and not gonna lie: They sound fun.” Jack admitted.
“Lee?!” She reacted. “You’re the lee!”
Jack gasped. “Am not! I’m the ler! The one tickling others!” Jack declared.
‘Naaaah, you’re a lee.” She poked Jack in the side and tweaked his right side.
“EEHEHEhehe! Ahaham nahahat!” Jack laughed.
“Oh reeeeaaaally?” Gab teased.
“Yes really, ya little leeeeee!” Jack teased.
“That’s it! Get over here!” Gab declared, tackling Jack to the ground and kissing him. Jack widened his eyes in surprise, but kissed her back. They kissed for a moment or two, in sweet bliss. But that swet bliss was ruined (Or doubled) the moment Jack felt tickles on his belly. Jack pulled away from the kiss and started laughing while they were in close proximity. “Awww, Jack is all ticklish again!”
Jack giggled and tittered helplessly as his girlfriend tickled him with precise, and surprisingly sharp fingers. “Stahahahap ihihihihit!”
“And why should I, my cute little Jackaboo?” Gab teased.
“Ihihihit tihihihicklehes!” Jack reacted.
“Didn’t you know it was supposed to tickle?” Gab teased. “It was supposed to tickle the whole time! I’m surprised at you!”
Jack giggled and kicked his feet as he was tickled and squeezed.
“So you can figure out a game immediately, but you can’t figure out that tickling is supposed to tickle?” Gab teased, leaning her head in.
“Thahahahat’s ihihit! Cohohome hehehehere!” Jack started tickling Gab’s belly in an attempt to get the upper hand. “Nohohow wehehe’re bohohoth leehehees!”
“EEEEK! WAHAHAIT JAHAHAHAHACK!” Gab laughed much harder as she fell onto Jack’s belly.
Jack let out a big ‘OOF!’ sound and chuckled. “Ohohow!”
Gab, realizing her opportunity, blew a raspberry onto his belly.
“EEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! EVELIEHEHEHEN NOHOHOHOHOHO!” Jack laughed.
“Noooo? No what? No going easy on me? Cause I can certainly do that!” Gab started doing the tickle trick she had before: squeezing his sides, and blowing raspberries on his sensitive belly.
Jack tittered and bursted out cackling almost immediately after.
“Awwww! Coochy coochy coo, Jackie!” Gab teased him just a little more.
“OHOHO COOCHY COOHOHO YOHOHOURSEHEHEHELF!” Jack shot back.
“Naaaah, coochy coochy cooing you is so much more fun!” Gab declared. “Especially now that you’re all giggly and giddy!”
Jack finally tapped out of the tickle attack like a wrestler and laid there wheezing a little harder this time. “In…” Jack tried to show Gab by imitating the act of using his inhaler.
Gab got up and nodded. “Getting it.”
It barely took 10 seconds before Gab was back with Jack’s inhalers. Jack took the correct one, and breathed the medicine in. slowly, his lungs started to open up again, and his oxygen started to help him calm down from the tickling.
“Was that too much for you?” Gab asked, sitting down.
Jack shook his head. “Myhyhy luhuhungs are fuhuhucked. Buhuhut I feel great!” Jack replied, giving her a thumbs up.
Gab smiled and fluffed his hair. Jack looked over at her and smiled genuinely for the first time in a while. It looked like a fresh new face and yet, it looked like a glimpse of the old Jack was there ...If only for a second…
Gab noticed that a bit of the pain was already starting to seep into Jack’s eyes all over again. Gab crawled herself to Jack and hugged him tightly. “It will get better soon...You’ve made a lot of progress already.” Gab told him.
“Have I? I...Haven’t noticed much of a difference.” Jack admitted.
She moved some hair out of his face. “You may not...But that doesn’t mean it’s not there…” She smiled. “I see it.”
Jack smiled a little and held her hand. “I’m glad.”
“We’ll get through this together.” Gab let go of Jack’s hand and hugged him again. “I promise.”
Jack wrapped his arms around Gab and smiled a little. Her hugs were always so comforting. He really appreciated that. Maybe things weren’t nearly as bad as they were...Maybe he was getting better. Maybe those pills were setting in...Or maybe it was just the leftover euphoria from the tickling of a few minutes ago. He didn’t know.
All he knew...was that things were looking a little less gloomy...If only for a little bit.
Jack soon started telling Gab about a new video idea to help him slowly progress back onto youtube. It would involve himself talking to his youtube persona, and would be...something he’d seen a couple times, but never done himself before. Gab seemed to like the idea, and perhaps that was enough convincing to go forward.
The next day, Jack started setting up the tripod...
#non-sexual intimacy#Fluffy Mondays#affection#cutesy#jack being jack#jack needs a hug#evelien being cute#established relationship#ticklefic#switch!jack#switch!gab#sean mcloughlin is called Jack#evelien smolders is called gab#references to depression#trigger warning
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I’m now living for sub space Ethan and I wanted to know if you could do what Seàn would be like in sub space? -👾
Okay now that’s an interesting question. I had to think quite a lot about this. Also Sidenote, I feel like sub!sean with Dom!Evelien and Dom!reader is something we need to explore...
Anyway, I hope you enjoy 🖤🖤
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It’s pretty easy to tell when Sean ends up in subspace.
Usually, he’s very talkative but doesn’t moan or whimper all that much. There’s a near constant stream of babble but he doesn’t actaully moan very often. Also, his sentences actaully make sure. Sure, they lack some structure, but you can tell what he’s talking about fairly easily. There’s at least usually a verb and a noun and that shit.
When he slips into subspace though, that is completely reversed. Instead of talking or even babbling, he is made into this whimpering and moaning mess. He does sometimes speak, but it’s mostly single words or phrases that make no sense at all.
The switch is also quite sudden? I’m not sure why I think that. But yeah. One moment he’ll be babbling like always and then the next, he’s much quieter and all he can do is moan and whimper.
He’s also a lot more clingy in subspace. He wants to be touched and held even as you continue with the scene. Like if you’re riding him, he’ll beg and whine and wriggle around until you untie his hands and let him hold onto you. He just wants to feel more anchored.
After the scene, he likes there to be quiet when he’s still in subspace. Sure, you tell him he did good and that you love him. But after you’ve said that, you just lay beside him in silence.
When he’s ready, he’ll talk.
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Chapter 1 - SYS Switching Your Subconscious
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Jacksepticeye/Sean McLoughlin owns the characters.
Instead of this video being published on July, let's say it was published in September. And the break is going to be a week instead of a month. The current virus that is spreading around the world doesn't exists in this story.
P.S. Have you guys noticed most of Jack's "I'm taking a break" videos are released in July. I find that very weird and coincidental.
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~Seán's Point of View~
"Buy my coffee." I giggle quietly and press a button on my desk to stop the camera's recording. I turned off my lights in the back and front of the computer, and went downstairs for some coffee. I just finished talking to my fans through the lens about my planned out break for this month, now I have to send it to Robin. This break is going to help me so much, and it will help Robin, too; he won't have any videos to edit from me. I'll have the time to think about my emotions better, to hang out with Evelien and BB, and get more sleep. I won't have to worry about not uploading on time again because I'll be on break. I'll still check on my social media daily, but no more stressful 'due dates'. But what else should I do over the week?
"Mew." I felt something rub against my ankles and I look down to see BB the cat greeting me in the kitchen. "Good afternoon, sir." I kneel down and pet BB's head and back. "Ya got bored of Gabby's work? She's almost done." As I walk to the living room entrance, he follows me with pitter patter feet towards the couch and lays next to my thigh. "You want to watch a movie with me, Boss?" BB turns on his back and I scratch his chest. "Or do you want attention?"
"Seán? Where's BB?" Evelien enters the living room and sighs quietly. "There you are, you brat." I chuckle and look at him. "What did he do this time?" "He tried to chew on my cords again," Gabby pouts childishly and sits on the other side of BB. "He's probably missing Henrik."
I gasp slightly. "That's why your cuddling with me. Your pampering me till so I'll take you to him!" Evelien giggles quietly and scratches the kitty's head. "You could take him, I mean, you haven't seen them in a while." I bit my lip and set my mug on the brown coffee table. "I could check on them."
"Just stay away from Anti this time. I don't want you getting hurt again." I hold my arm slightly, touching the long scar through the fabric. I pull my hand away and smile. "I promise, I'll be okay. Big Boss will protect me!" I grin and pick up BB, walking downstairs to the basement. "Stay safe," I hear my girlfriend call as I opened the door at the end of the room. "I will!" BB meows loudly and the light of the entrance blinds my eyes. "My god," I enter the new room and go down more stairs till a white door is shown. I knock on the door lightly. "Coming!" An American accent calls out from the other side and Chase opens the door. "Hey, Jack, long time no see... for real." He moves away from the door and I walk in.
"Sorry about that, I was really busy, but not this month, I'm going to be on break." "Really? That's awesome!" A few jingles are heard after I set Big Boss down on the floor and he runs off to the living room area. "Yeah, and I finally will get some time with Evelien, BB, and you guys with no worries." I grin and fold my arms. "And more sleeping in for me." Chase chuckles at my phrase. "Where's everyone else?" "Oh, James and Henrik are in the living room reading, Marvin is in his room doing whatever he does, and Jackie is outside practicing his combat." The vlogger points behind him. My eyes widen a bit. Sh!t. "Is the shield up in the backyard? If the neighbors see hi-" "Relax, Jackie asked Marvin to put it up an hour ago. They can't see anything except grass and tree." Chase shakes his hands to calm me a bit and I sigh quietly. "Good, where's Anti?"
A shrilling scream is heard from the living room area:
"GET ZAT ZING AVAY FROM ME!" The both of us rush in the room and see the German doctor standing on the couch, moving away from BB, who was coming towards him. "Oh my lord," I mumble in embarrassment. Jameson comes over and picks up the cat. "Zank yo- OH MY GOTT!! STOP ZAT!!" Before I could predict it, Jamie starts chasing Henrik with BB in his arms and a grin on his face. Chase laughs out loud and we can hear more German swearing across the hallway. "ZIS IS NOT FUNNY!" I chuckle softly
"Your phobia of cats is!" I call out and sit on the couch. "When did it even start?" Chase sits next to me. "So you asked me something before this happened?" I nod. "Yeah, where's Anti?" "No clue really, he has been hiding in his room for a while lately. I hope he isn't hurt." I nod again and look at the TV. "Anything new happen?" "Nothing much. Anti hasn't been acting out as often as before. Jackie got more powers and Marvin is improving on his magic."
"The kids?" I ask hesitantly. Chase blinks and looks away. "Still no visits, Sammy turned 5, wasn't invited, but I brought her a gift a day before. I hope she got it." I smile. "At least you can give them something and see them every other weekend." He nods slowly. I bite my lip nervously. "Sorr-" "It's okay, would've told you sooner anyway... We got a new ego.." I smile at the thought of someone new. "Really? Can I see them?" I turn around to look and I jump in surprise and yelp after seeing someone right behind me. "Uh, Robbie...s-sor..y."
I saw another me, but with grayer skin, purple hair, white tinted eyes like he was blind, and a few stitches everywhere around him. He was hugging himself and looking away sadly. His voice was slightly deeper than mine, but quieter, softer, and a bit choppy. He wore a black and white stripped shirt and pants, and he walked bare foot.
"It's okay, buddy, you just startled him." Chase chuckles and pats his shoulder. "Heh, Robbie says.. hiiii.." Robbie, I believe that might be his name, grins cutely and waves slowly at me. "Hi, I'm Jack-" "I-I know..Chase.. talk bout....yoo.. lots.." He giggles deeply and fiddles with his sleeve. "That's cool, when did you come here?" I ask. "Man..ny...many... ni..ghts and daaays..." He looks at the ceiling and seems to daze his focus out of the conversation. "It was last week, he appeared in Jamie's room and he was running out silently screaming in fear. The poor thing almost scared him to death." I take Robbie's hand in mine. "It's nice to meet you, Robbie."
The same screaming was heard again and the two run back in the living room. "Zis is ridiculous, stop chasing me with the catz!" Henrik curled up on the couch after jumping on the cushions while covering his face in fear. BB meows in Jamie's arms and JJ sets the cat down by Henrik without him knowing. "Kitty?" Robbie looks at BB with curiosity and picks him up quickly. "Robbie! Put him down!" Chase grabs the cat from his arms. "No holding the kitty without permission, alright?" "O..kay..Can I ... hold.. kitty..?" "Of course." Chase hands the zombie BB and he meows loudly, licking Robbie's nose. "Kitty soft.." Robbie giggles quietly and pet the brown and black fur.
"Jack! Jack!" I hear a voice behind me and see Marvin with his mask above his face holding a leather book. "Can I practice some magic with you?" I shake my head quickly. "No. No, no, no, no." I mutter. "Last time you used magic on me, I couldn't walk for a week and a half-" "But listen! I can't practice this type of spell with fruits or objects, it has got to be with humans like you and I." I shake my head more. "No offense, but I don't want to end up in the hospital." Marvin pouts and his pupils dilate like cats do. "Please?" I huff. "No." "Please??" He pleads with bigger and twinkly kitten eyes, and grabbing my hands. i bite my lip nervously, feeling warmth come over me. Oh, god. Not again. Those f***ing eyes, he knows I can't resist those, and why does he have to use magic for that too? Why is he so freaking cute???
I look away after a bit. "Fine," I grumble quietly. I heard Marvin whisper many yes's and he looks through his book with jumpy feet. "Cuteness overload always gets him, doesn't it?" Chase mutters to Jamie, and I see him respond with a silent snicker. I glare at them and they look away like nothing happened.
"It's a body-switching spell." I look at the magician in worry. "Are you sure it's safe?" Marvin nods with a smile. "Of course. I wouldn't practice it with living people if it wasn't. All I'll need to do is say the words written here and touch you with my hand, then we'll switch." I think for a moment and grab Marvin's arm. "But how will we switch back? I don't know if I can read that." He glances at my worried face. "Don't worry. My spirit will be in your body, so I'll still be able to cast it when we'll switch. My magic is linked with my soul, not my body." He explains and points to the page on his book. Two silhouettes of people are standing next to each other with a double sided arrow between them. "It's that simple?" Marvin nods again. "Yep, no dangers."
"But if you say the phrase wrong, something else will happen, right?" Chase asks. "That's not likely, because I have been practicing the phrase. I know Latin after all, so no worries." I huff quietly and stand near Marvin. "Alright, but change us back right after, okay? I don't want anything happening," I demand. Marvin grins. "Okay, okay."
The magician starts speaking in the Latin language and holds my arm. Blue light sparks around his hand and my arm, but they disappear immediately after. "Huh.." I expect to look up and see myself staring at me, but I saw Marvin's disappointed face still. Nothing happened. "I swear I said it right." He mutters and looks at his hand. "Maybe you need to keep trying." Chase says. "Mayb-"
"̶̜̥̙̔̄͋̉̈́C̵̨̡̱̹̮̭̝̹̠̻̊a̴̧̱̹̤͔̙̪͓͖͎͓̳̝̟̮̓́̆̽͋͝ͅt̸̟̦̭̭̲̮͈̤̻̙̤͐ͅc̴͎͍̣̼̬̲̹̃͐͋͌̾̍̏ͅͅh̷̡̗̯̹̟͚̠̺̗̻̼͗̀͆͌̈́̊́͆͗̌̔̒̕͝͠ͅ ̸̡̡͚̰͉̣̗͖̠̘̬̜͇̃̿̒͒̒͋t̵̡̬̻̯͘h̵̢̛̼̯̺̹̬͆̌̔̂̾͘͠i̸̢̨͇̣͇̭̔͊̀̃́̃̌́̑͘͘s̵̹̥̟̰̟͍̭͕̹̮̞̎́̈́̚͜!̷̰̯͓̍̎̔̍͛̄̑͐̿͊͜͝"̴̛̛̝͇̓̒́́̋̽͋̊̉͗̊̎͘͝��̟̻
Anti appears behind Marvin and pushes him forward, and they both glitch away. "........what?" I mutter. Chase shrugs. "Don't know."
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~Marvin's Point of View~
I felt someone push me forward and my body is sparking with glitches. I run into someone, placing my hand on their back and I accidently push them as well. I saw my hand spark blue for a second, but that could be the glitching. They fall face forward into the pavement and a dog on a leash runs off. "God damn it, Anti! I'm so sorry!" I call to the person, but they chase after the dog. Anti giggles loudly and I knock his head. "Don't do that! I was in the middle of practicing magic." Anti smirks at my complaining. "I was just having fun," He glitches and his head twitches. "Take me back!" I order and he chuckles. "You're a magician, can't you teleport back home?" I growl and point at him. "Not out of the house perimeters, you know that. You are the only one who can use your powers outside of our home." Anti huffs and rolls his eyes. "Stop being a cry baby, it's not that bad to be outsid-"
"I will call Sean." Anti flinches and death glares at me. "Fine," He mutters and grabs me by my shoulder. The familiar sparks and glitches come around us and we are back in the living room. "Vhat happened?!" Henrik rushes over to me. "I'm fine, I'm fine. Anti was just pranking. I'll have to try that magic trick tomorrow and see what's wrong with it," I state and walk back to my room.
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~3rd Point of View~
Marvin leaves the room, as well as Anti glitching to his own, and the rest of the five egos and host stay in the living room to catch up. Jackie had come back in after an hour and they all decided on playing some video games, with Henrik leaving to finish some work. BB had followed Henrik to his room, but he kept the door closed, so he went back in the living room to hang out with Jamie. Robbie didn't know how to play most of the games on the screen, so he mainly watched them argue and fight jokingly. Soon, Jack had to go back upstairs to get lunch and talk with Evelien, his girlfriend.
As Marvin went through his book, he found a note at the corner saying that the spell will start in 15 hours after spell.
Marvin: Set an alarm for 5 am.
Jack: What? Why?
Marvin: The spell said that it will work after 15 hours. I'll also be setting an alarm to see if we switch then.
Jack: Ah, smart :0
Marvin: Do it now so you don't forget
Jack: Your so eager
Marvin: You're*
Jack: Don't correct me >:v
After their texts, they set up an alarm for that morning and continued to do their things.
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48. Ik kan dit blog gewoon veranderen in een Animal Crossing blog
22/03/2020
Nou, inmiddels is het niet 11:30, maar 18:52.
Korte blogpost deze keer, denk ik. Ook omdat ik zo snel mogelijk terug wil naar Animal Crossing. Ik ga kleding maken en iemand op Discord heeft me blueprints gegeven van pride t-shirts. Helaas geen QR code.
Damn, ik wilde de designs van mijn oude Animal Crossing overzetten, maar ik was vergeten dat ik mijn 2DS in Nederland heb gelaten.
Muziek voor nu is Pride Month. It’s been a while. Normaal is dit juist de lijst die ik het meeste luister.
(Troye Sivan’s Bloom... gaat dus niet over tuinieren. Oeps.)
Dus ja, ik heb niet veel nieuws, want ik heb gewoon mega veel Animal Crossing gespeeld. Mijn huis is inmiddels een opslag. Ik wacht tot mijn museum morgen open gaat. Ik kan tijdreizen, zoals Evelien, maar ik doe alles “by the book”.
Dit spel is gewoon zo hartverwarmend. Helaas is het alleen in het Engels te spelen, anders had ik Bram en Jasper zowat gedwongen om het spel te kopen (weet niet echt hoe, though), want zij zijn de enige die ik ken die het spel niet hebben gekocht. Zelfs de moeder van Merel heeft het spel. Merels hele familie heeft het spel, dus ze steelt constant hun fruit. Ik kan dus niet bij Bram en Jasper op bezoek en hun fruit stelen, want ze hebben geen eiland om te bezoeken en geen fruit om te stelen.
Jongens, doe mee met het eilandparadijs leven!
Jongens, ik had eiland als “ijsland” geschreven! Foute soort eiland...
Dat gezegd hebbende, dit spel is een duur spel. Het is €60 en ik kan begrijpen dat je dat niet snel uitgeeft. Een alternatief is Stardew Valley voor €15, maar dat kan je niet met z’n tweeën spelen op één Switch.
Dit spel is gewoon zo rustgevend. Het is geweldig om te zien en de muziek is relaxt. Je hebt zoveel vrije keuzes en waar anders kan ik eruit zien als een mix tussen een hippie en een verlepte heks? Ik wil alleen nog regenboogjes op mijn wangen toevoegen en dan is mijn Look(TM) compleet.
(SOPHIEs Immaterial is het beste voorbeeld van het “mere exposure effect”. Thank you Daniel James Howell.)
Dit is ook de tweede dag op rij dat ik voor 1 uur in slaap ben gevallen. Alweer 11 uur slaap deze nacht.
Maar ja, vandaag had ik mezelf gedwongen om iets productiefs te doen, aangezien ik vanaf vrijdag middernacht bijna alleen maar Animal Crossing heb gespeeld (oeps?). Ik ben niet de enige productieve.
Mijn productiviteit was schoolwerk. Nou, het begon shit. Eerst hing mijn computer vast en toen ging de batterij in één keer leeg (van 35% naar 0%), dus mijn computer viel uit. Dit kwam doordat ik mijn telefoon erin had gestoken. Ik weet dat dit ding het niet aankan om meerdere dingen op te laden zonder netstroom, maar ik was net iets te laat met mijn snoer insteken, dus mijn hele laptop ging uit.
Uiteindelijk heb ik alles van B&T doorgenomen. Hij had een 30 minuten lange lecture opgenomen en ik heb zowat dat hele ding getranscribeerd, want hij is die chille leraar die nooit zijn eigen notities toevoegt.
Ook kreeg ik van GLINT de opdracht om de film Kinsey te kijken en er een kort verslag over te schrijven, dus ik heb die film gezien. Toen kwam ik erachter dat de deadline op de 30e is, niet morgen, dus hoera!
(Todrick Hall’s nieuwe album vond ik eigenlijk helemaal niets, want het is overduidelijk dat zijn inspiratie de drag scène was, maar Amen is één van de goede nummers. Nou, ik weet, ik weet, de drag scène is geweldig, maar ik ben geen fan van drag muziek om te luisteren. Dan alsnog, de muziek is eerder gecreëerd voor queer dans.)
De film was oké. Ik ben een fan van Albert Kinsey’s werk, dus ik had meer focus op zijn eigenlijke werk en het effect willen hebben, maar aangezien dit een Hollywood film is, lag er meer nadruk op drama. Drama, drama en zoveel drama. Het had tenminste een mooi einde, dus de film was niet slecht, maar ook weer niet geweldig.
Ik vraag me altijd af wat mensen die worden afgebeeld ervan zouden vinden als ze dit soort films zouden zien. Hetzelfde met musicals, zoals Hamilton.
OH MY GOD, BROADWAY? Ja, ik las vandaag dat er twee shows al niet meer terug komen. Damn, ze zijn nu officieel gesloten “in previews” wegens financiële problemen. Ik had verwacht dat er shows zouden verdwijnen, maar in previews? Ze zijn dus niet eens officieel open gegaan.
(Lulu is een groot fan van Troye Sivan’s WILD.)
En man, Company had vandaag open moeten gaan om Stephen Sondheims 90e verjaardag te vieren. Er is een video gemaakt i.p.v. een mega groot feest, maar damn, dit is Sondheim. Ik zag dat sommigen op tumblr van plan waren om de Sondheim aflevering van glee te gaan kijken voor zijn verjaardag, maar ik was geen fan van die afleveringen (of van dat hele seizoen).
(Taylor Swift’s Delicate is op deze lijst, want ik vind dit oprecht één van haar beste nummers.)
Er is wel nog goed Broadway nieuws! Ruthie Ann Miles is in verwachting en ik heb staan janken van geluk. Ruthie Ann is in 2018 haar twee kinderen verloren in een groot auto-ongeluk in New York. Het was zo erg en ik heb het nieuws op de voet gevolgd.
Dus dat was het theatre nieuws van vandaag. Ik ga ervan uit dat de meesten thuis hier geen shit om geven, maar... I don’t care.
(Janelle Monáe’s Make Me Feel. Oh damn. Toen ze op de Grammy’s de tekst “Girl you make me.... boy you make me...” toevoegde? Rights right there.)
Nu hebben Kath, Sofia en ik eten besteld bij een Indiaas restaurant. We kunnen nog maar bij een paar plekken Boni bestellen, dus we gaan er ook gebruik van maken. De Finse dudes hadden blijkbaar in de middag daar eten besteld en ze raadden het heel erg aan.
En dat was de korte update voor nu. Om eerlijk te zijn kan je er dus gewoon van uit gaan dat ik bijna alleen maar bezig ben met Animal Crossing 😅😅😅. Deze game had gewoon geen betere tijd kunnen kiezen om uit te komen.
(Panic At The Disco’s The Overpass staat op deze lijst nadat ik ooit een post had gelezen met “the overpass is so gay” en ja, ja dat klopt.)
Dus ja, dat is het voor nu. Ik ga hopelijk zo eten en ik heb afgesproken om Merel een heksenhoed te geven in ruil voor een abrikozenboom.
OH ONS ETEN IS HIER.
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