Body Swap 👫 (Iwaizumi Hajime/Reader) ➸Rated T, fem!Reader, 2.1k words    ➷Humor, fluff, awkwardness, mild miild nsfw but not explicit, I will say I can only assume this kinda thing happens when you swap bodies lol    ➷ Masterlist, Part 1, Part 2, ✈Part 3, Part 4

You initially dreaded the conversation with Hajime’s parents, wincing on the way through the door with a slight panic washing over you. But after a short and pleasant talk with them, you came to find the conversation flowed more naturally than you’d anticipated.

They’re not as doting to Hajime as they are to you, you note, but they’re friendly and pleasant and you feel as if you’re talking to your own family. Much like your own parents wanted a son, Hajime’s always wanted a daughter, so they often acted as your second set of parents. You feel a bit silly in retrospect, they’re as charming as ever with Hajime as they are with you.

They mostly inquire about Hajime’s day, and after a bit you excuse yourself to ‘study’, escaping to Hajime’s room. You’re beginning to feel positive about the next school day after the interaction, confidence boosted.

Who knew you would turn out to be such a good actress, better than you thought! Award winning, honestly. This whole body swap will be a cake walk. You can totally pull off being Hajime!

It seems you can definitely pull off the acting portion, but the sweat sticking to your clothes from your exhausting (emotionally and physically) practice is starting to make you consider the hygiene aspect of the swap. Which, has you feeling wildly uncomfortable.

This cosmic joke, shitty trope of a situation has you experiencing humiliation and embarrassment at levels you didn’t even realize were possible to achieve.

Normally after a grueling practice, you wouldn’t hesitate to hop straight into the shower and blast the hot water over your skin, feeling your muscles and aches soothed. But this isn’t your skin, or your muscles. You’re consistently reminded every hour, minute, and second, that it’s all Hajime. You should feel comforted that he’s definitely experiencing the same emotional crisis as you, but it only serves to heighten your distress.

Cheeks immediately heating at that, you recall the conversation with Hajime from earlier at the park.

“Just... let’s not think about it. And let’s definitely not talk about it. It’s a natural part of life.”

You know full well of the agreement you came to with red stained cheeks, but is there any way you could go without it? And drench yourself with Axe body spray? Or whatever it is guys like to use. You bet it would make a good repellent, no one would want to talk to you if you smelled like that.

You scrunch your nose, dashing the thought immediately, definitely not. Not only would it make you feel gross, Hajime would whack you first thing in the morning, and probably shove you in the shower himself.

‘No big deal, no big deal, it’s no big deal, you can do this!’

You find yourself chanting silent encouragements as you peel your shirt off, pitching it into a laundry basket. When you catch your reflection, a dark pink creeps across your features.

Yep, that’s still Hajime’s face, 

‘Gaaah, don’t look at me like that!’

You press your hands to your face, but you end up peaking through your fingers anyways. The low sweats definitely don’t help, and neither do Hajime’s well defined abs.

You’d been true to your word when you told Hajime you hadn’t seen anything, but now you’re a little desperate to know what the deal is downstairs.

You won’t look. You shouldn’t.  You don’t look. You definitely do not look.

You look,

pulling the sweats down, and shoving the briefs just past your thighs, you bite your lip at the revelation.

Okay.

Alright.

This is fine.

This is totally fine.

Hajime is just secretly packing.

WHAT THE FUCK?

You suppose it wasn’t necessarily a secret, it was always assumed of Hajime. You’ve also been privy to the third years’ cock talk at lunch, and he always did exude big dick energy, but damn Hajime.

Wait. Are you—

NOPE.

NOPE NOPE NOPE YOU ARE NOT DEALING WITH THIS RIGHT NOW.

You cover your face again, a recurring action today it seems, cheeks burning rampant and hotter than ever before. You feel a prickly hot and itchy feeling light a fire up your back to your neck, the heat of pure, unbridled, embarrassment coursing every vein.

Were you... getting a boner?

NOOOOOOO.

From being turned on by Hajime? While you are Hajime?

This is some paradoxical bullshit you are simply not having right now, not tonight, not tomorrow, and hopefully never again.

Despite the shame and humiliation beating down on your psyche, you risk a glance to see how much bigger he looks than before.

“Cold shower, yep. Cold shower helps, right?”

You immediately shove the briefs the rest of the way down, before hopping in the shower, starting it up at the coldest setting. Hopefully the freezing water will wash away not only your transgressions but also your mortification.

You squeak at the cold, bite your lip and shiver, tough it out, and will away the uncomfortable situation.

You sigh, hoping the morning will go smoother than the swell night you had, hopping down the steps of Hajime’s house.

You cross the street to meet up with him and Tooru, already seeing their figures across the road.

“Ha-Hey.”

You almost slip up with his name, but you make a clean save. Mentally patting yourself on the back, you glance to see Hajime’s bitter expression and—

Your jaw drops when you catch sight of... yourself. Your silent wish for a trouble-free morning is cast aside as you examine his appearance.

Hair unkempt, face completely bare, not even moisturizer or at least sunscreen to be seen, did he even try?

“Ha hey to you too, Iwa-chan.”

Tooru raises a brow at the odd introduction, clearly noting the slip up (and also the fact that Hajime usually settles for a short grunt and never a ‘Ha-hey’), but you can’t be bothered to entertain him right now with the current Hajime dilemma.

“Right, whatever,” you direct your attention to Hajime, “can I grab that thing I lent you yesterday?”

“What are you talking about? You’re being weird, Hajime.”

He warns you with a stern look, but you aren’t having it,

“I’m not, I know you have it, we can grab it right now. Tooru, you go ahead. I’ll see you later.”

You push Hajime back in the direction of your house, and Tooru frowns at his abrupt seclusion with zero explanation.

“Are you guys seriously ditching me?”

Tooru raises a brow, arms akimbo with a disgraced look.

“Yeah, we are, Shittykawa. Let’s go.”

You hate to diss Tooru without a solid reason, but it’s pretty on brand for Hajime, so you bite out the nickname with minor discomfort on your lips. You impatiently grab Hajime, before pulling him towards the steps of your house, Tooru’s complaints going unheard behind you.

“Hajime! You’re not wearing any make up! And my hair is a mess!”

You whine out, sitting him down at your vanity.

Hajime merely scowls,

“Seriously? That’s what this is about? Don’t scare me like that, I thought there was something wrong.”

He moves to stand, but you shove him back into the seat with a little more aggression than intended, you lowkey forgot how strong Hajime was.

And Hajime looks up at you with a incredulous expression, feeling a little scandalized, as a woman, that you would handle him like that.

“There IS something wrong though. I look awful! At least wear some foundation and mascara, that stuff is easy to apply!”

You pull out your make up box, flicking on the mirror light.

“I think you look fine this way,” he huffs, “you don’t need all that shit.”

A frown tugs at his lips, and you feel your heartbeat quicken at his earnest display. You bite back a wistful sigh, this is exactly the reason you’ve always been so drawn to Hajime. Rough around the edges, but there there’s no bullshit when it comes to him. He doesn’t disguise his intentions, doesn’t waste time saving face. He’s just genuine, unadulterated, Iwaizumi Hajime, what you see is exactly what you get, and you honestly wouldn’t have him any other way.

Setting aside your thoughts for another time to privately dwell on, you ignore the feeling. 

“Really? That’s nice of you to say. Keep going.”

You smile, pink dusting your cheeks. You hope your expression doesn’t look too soft as you continue to apply the makeup to his face.

“Fishing for compliments now? No way, Shitty-L/N.”

“Nooo! Don’t call me that!”

You pause mid powder to cry out in your indignation, to which he masterfully ignores fixating his gaze on something more interesting than your whining, like the window sill.

After a bit of complaining, back and forth bickering about how uncomfortable the make up feels, you continue with a light highlight and mascara. You stop once you’re satisfied with your work, not bothering to deal with any extras like eyeliner or eyeshadow.

“All this for what? It tickles, and you can’t even touch it.”

Hajime’s hand hovers over his cheek, careful not to smudge anything. You must’ve smacked his hand away too many times, it seems.

“You get used to it. Plus it can be fun to try different brands and colors, and the little confidence boost isn’t bad.”

“Not that you need it.”

Hajime sighs out, standing from the seat to stretch. You’re sure it’s meant to be an insult to the crude ego you (and Tooru) tend to display, but you sense an underlying meaning that winds up boosting your ego even more.

“Anyways, we’re all done! And with time to spare.”

You chrip, gleaming with pride at your work. Add that too the list of things you should be, actress, and make up artist (next to pro volleyball player of course).

Hajime glances to the mirror, “’looks nice, I guess,” he hums in very faint approval.

That’s as good as a compliment to you, so you’ll take it!

He shifts to make way for the door, hooking his school bag over his shoulder.

“And it was definitely easier to do it on you than myself. Hey, maybe when you learn how to put it on yourself, you can do it for me when we switch back?”

You hover around him eagerly, and he rolls his eyes, resisting the urge to not smack his own body.

“No way in hell. The most I’ll do while we’re switched is that eyelash shit and the foundation or whatever,” he pauses, averting his eyes, “and only because it makes you so happy for some damn reason.”

You grin, ecstatic with his unexpected compliance, pulling him into a hug,

“And that’s perfect, eyelash shit and foundation or whatever is good enough for me!”

“H-Hey! Knock it off!”

It feels weird, being so much taller and hugging your body, but it still feels right considering it’s Hajime despite it all.

He tentatively returns the embrace, albeit awkwardly with one arm.

“We’re gonna be late if we keep bullshitting. Let’s go!”

He gently pushes you off and hightails it out of your room, and you laugh trailing after his awkward stomps.

 “Also, wear your skirt higher!”

You call out behind him.

“What? No way in hell! This is the school standard, you always wear it too high!”

He spins around, uncomfortably smoothing out the skirt pleats as if the action could make it lengthier.

“I have nice legs, and I want to show it off!”

You growl, chasing Hajime down the stairs, grabbing onto the waistline of the skirt.

“That’s stupid and you know it. Just who are you trying to impress?! They shouldn’t like you for your legs!”

He holds a tight grip on the skirt and you scowl, prying Hajime’s hands away to yank up the garment.

“No one, it’s called fashion!”

You successfully tug the skirt higher, but a bit too much considering your panties are on full display.

You snort at the sight, “Hajime, you dog, are you wearing my strawberry panties?”

Hajime feels a sense of shame at the sudden breeze, mockery, and unfathomable humiliation.

“Knock it off, it’s just a school uniform idiot! And what the fuck else was I supposed to wear?!”

He tugs the skirt back down and you click your tongue, grabbing a fist full of the fabric to hike it back up. 

“What are you two doing, we’re gonna be late!”

Tooru swings the front door open with a huff, eyes locking onto the both of you. You freeze position, instantly dreading the conversation that’s sure to take place shortly, whereas the tall setter halts at the display before him.

His precious, dear, sweet, childhood best friend’s hands are grasping at his brutish, caveman, heathen of a best friend’s biceps.

Said precious bestie’s hands are trying to shove aforementioned despicable heathen’s grip from her skirt, cheeks bright red

“Uh, this... isn’t what it looks like?”

A/N: I had extra extra fun with this part hahahaa,, sorry for the cliffhanger but I had to do it to ya, next part soon!

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Masterlist, Part 4

Red Velvet Reel 8: Dirt Nap:

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Pairing: [Married] Spicyhoney (Underfell Papyrus x Underswap Papyrus)

Summary: Edge is sleeping in too much, and it's starting to freak Stretch out. Too bad he sucks at confrontations, and Edge takes this opportunity to springboard into a topic Stretch never ever wants to discuss. Now they're both unhappy.

Characters: Edge (Underfell Papyrus) & Stretch (Underswap Papyrus)

Contains: Mpreg/Skelepreg! Domestic Fluff! Sleepy Edge! Worried Stretch! Anxiety! Discussions of death and wills! Crying! Emotional hurt/comfort (mild tho)! Misunderstandings! 

Rating: Teen and up! (I guess?)

Note: The official start of Phase II! :D Should clarify the title is a pun/double entendre, lol, nobody actually dies!

Sleepy mornings were his favorite.

Edge was too tired and out of it to put up his usual defenses, indulging in the raw affection he sometimes struggled with in his more alert moments. Waking up to see his husband snuggled up against him, so openly relaxed and at peace, never failed to soothe the unspoken concerns in Stretch’s soul.

...Were.

Stretch shifted into a more comfortable position, propping his head up on his arm as he watched Edge sleep. He stroked down the arms wrapped around his waist absently, glancing at the clock on the bedside table.

11:30.

There was that familiar prickle of concern. This was the second weekend in a row Edge slept in past 10. He usually only ‘slept in’ until 8:30.

“Darlin’,” he asked softly, running a gentle hand down a shoulder blade and along the humerus, “Are you feeling well?”

“Mmm...” Edge complained, turning further into Stretch’s chest to escape the tickling fingers. Stretch laughed at that reaction, enjoying the way his husband’s shoulders shook by extension. “Stop...”

Stretch rolled onto his back, bringing Edge with him. The sleepy monster huffed, rearranging himself into a more comfortable position, cheek pressed against his husband’s chest. He blinked blearily, voice rough with sleep, “Why’re ya up?”

“It’s past 11, Babe,” Stretch placed a hand on Edge’s forehead, discreetly feeling his temperature, “That’s the third weekend I’ve been the one waking you up. I’m getting worried you’re coming down with something...”

Edge gave a dismissive snort, “M’fine, Honey Bear.” Stretch smiled at the pet name, rubbing circles on Edge’s shoulders and pulling him closer. It did nothing to soothe his frazzled nerves.

“Yeah? Then why are you so sleepy, hmm? This entire week, I’ve been the one waking you up for work. You don’t usually sleep through your alarms.”

“You’re a bad influence,” Edge teased, obviously more awake now, although he still didn’t lift his head. “You and your laziness. Blue warned me, but-“

“I’m serious, Pap,” Stretch persisted, grabbing his husband’s hand and threading their fingers together, “What if you’re getting sick? We should go see Undyne again-“

Edge made a face at that, “Stretch-”

Shaking his head, Stretch continued earnestly, “What if something’s wrong with you? What if something’s wrong with Pancake?”

Edge changed his position so he was resting on his elbows, almost like a cat. He maintained eye contact as he put his head back down, tracing lazy hearts over the sternum.

“The baby is fine. I am fine,” Edge said slowly and carefully, mouth quirking into an almost mischievous grin, “Since they are your child, it’s only natural they crave sleep. That’s a good sign.”

“Heh,” Stretch smiled briefly, resting his hands on Edge’s hips loosely. As much as that comment filled him with warmth, however, that sense of unease and dread was overpowering. “We still need to get it checked out. I don’t know what I’d do if anything happened to you.”

“If anything happens to me, you would adjust and carry on.” Edge sighed almost like he was disappointed, like that was the most obvious answer in the world. Like it didn’t make Stretch’s soul freeze at the mere thought.

“Don’t-“ His throat felt tight, a heavy and unpleasant feeling settling in his bones, “Don’t say that!”

“Why not? I’ve been a part of your life for 6 years and 4 months. I’ve only been a part of your daily life for 1 year and 8 months.” Edge was so blasé and frank about it, like he was talking about the weather or something. “It would be difficult and painful,” he cupped Stretch’s cheek as though that made this whole horrible conversation any better, “But you can do it. I know you can.”

“What are you even talking about?!” Were they having the same conversation? “I’m even more worried now, thanks, so we’re absolutely going to the doctor now. Even so, it’s probably not life or death-“

“Yes it is!” Why was Edge still going on this horrible tangent?! “Life and death are all part of the same thing! Gain comes with loss. I could die today, tomorrow, two years from now, or twenty. We all Fall Down someday. Actually, back home-“

“Edge,” Stretch grabbed his face, butting their foreheads together, more than a little desperate, “This isn’t Underfell! You don’t need to worry about dying anytime soon!” He let out a little, shuddering breath, thoroughly spooked, “Geez, how can you even be thinking about this now of all times-“

“Papí.” He recognized that tone of voice, oh no- “We cannot control what events come our way, but we can control our reactions-“ Edge cut himself off when Stretch hugged him a little too tightly, face burrowed in the junction between his neck and shoulder. He pet the back of his husband’s skull gently. “You never know what could happen, so it’s very important we have a plan.”

Stretch shook his head stubbornly, feeling the beginnings of tears as his soul seemed to thunder in his chest. He wasn’t going to think about it. He wasn’t going to imagine this. “No.”

Edge went quiet for a moment as though he was actually surprised by the strong reaction he was getting. Bastard. “Let me tell you what I want you to do when I dust, then-“

Stretch groaned as loudly as he could, voice starting to break, “You are literally killing me!”

His husband continued to stroke his back reassuringly. “Well, in the event of my murder, Red is going to avenge me, if necessary. You don’t need to worry about that.”

Stretch wanted very much to make a snappy and irritated remark, but found himself trying to regulate his breathing. This was such a stupid thing to be upset about-

“It’s very selfish, but I want you to keep wearing my ring, and if possible, sprinkle some of my dust on it. When you proposed, you told me you would be mine forever- so I’ll hold you to it.”

Stretch’s shoulders shook with the force of his head shaking, unable to articulate anything coherent. He wished this was just idle talk- a cruel and morbid prank- but he knew his husband was being serious. Edge continued to stroke his skull, using his other hand to hold him close.

“I won’t ask you to remain celibate or single, but remember, I own your heart. My ring always goes first. And if you DO end up with someone else, which you can, and maybe even should if Pancake outlives me, then-“

“Stop, stop!” Stretch gasped incredulously, feeling like he was going to burst into tears, “How can you possibly want to talk about that?”

Edge looked at him incredulously,  “It’s an important conversation we need to have. I have several plans for Pancake’s future, but I need your input first.” He pulled out three folders from his inventory. “The pink folder is in case we both die and it’s for our brothers. The yellow one is in case I die and it’s for you. The blue-”

“Oh my God, you’re gonna die-” It felt like a knife had been thrust into his soul, and he could practically feel Edge turn to dust in his arms. Why else would he have such detailed plans? “You’re gonna die, and leave me alone with Pancake-” His chest was starting to hurt, and it felt like it was getting harder to breathe as the waterworks started.

“I am not going to die! I’m fine!” Edge pulled him against his chest, alternating between patting and rubbing his back. He actually sounded alarmed now, “Why would I die now, when I have so much to live for? Don’t cry!”

Stretch tried to say something else, but it just came out as a watery blubber.

“I’m not going anywhere. I’m okay, Papa Bear.” Edge held him until he managed to get his breathing back under control. Maybe he didn’t have Edge’s soul reading ability, but it wasn’t hard to tell his husband was definitely spooked, “Why are you crying?” Edge brushed away the tear tracks gently, “This is a complete overreaction! I’m not going to dust from sleeping too long-”

Somehow, that little phrase cut through the haze of grief and Stretch saw red.

“I’M overreacting?!” Stretch sputtered in a rage, pulling away with an indignant huff, “You-! How dare you!”

He didn’t wait for Edge to answer, “I was just asking if you were coming down with a cold! You’re the one talking about death! I’m sorry I worry about you?! This whole death talk cruel and unnecessary-“

Edge flinched, pulling away, and Stretch was immediately filled with remorse.

“Babe, Sweetheart, love of my life, please,” Stretch wasn’t above begging, literally clasping his hands in supplication, “I didn’t mean it that way. Sorry.”  

This was a weird, bad awkward. Stretch kept talking nervously, “If you want to discuss the future, how about we look at the best and happy one! Like, how we want to decorate and furnish the nursery! Or look over at Blue’s baby shower theme and venue suggestions! Literally anything else, please, please.”

For a long moment,  Edge was quiet, something unreadable in his expression as he scrutinized his husband’s face. Finally, he nodded stiffly, “...Ok.”

Great. Now Edge was mad or disappointed in him, and he felt bad again-

“I’m sorry I upset you,” Edge said quietly, obviously considering his words very carefully, “If it makes you feel better, I will go and see the doctor.”

“No-“ Stretch sighed scrabbling at his face, “You’re right, I overreacted- you’re not dying, you’re just, like, utilitarian and morbid. Efficient and morbid?” He kept his hands over his face, not wanting to see Edge’s expression at that poor word choice. “Anyway, I know you hate the doctor, and I was getting carried away, so-“

“It’s fine.” Edge’s tone was still cautious and calm, and he quickly got out of bed. Stretch only lifted his hands to look up at his husband when he felt the gentle weight of a cellphone on his chest. “You should-“

“Are you mad at me?” Stretch sat up quickly, cellphone tumbling to his chest as he caught Edge by the wrist. “I’m sorry- I know this sort of conversation is important and you meant well, so I didn’t mean to be dismissive or anything. I’m sorry I didn’t react well, but you just caught me off guard-“ The words just started tumbling out, a roiling sense of unease that was making his anxiety spike, “And then talking about Pancake like that was just a little too much for me! I mean, they aren’t even born yet and you’re already prepping for a future where you’re not there and I just- I can’t even begin to even think about a future without you and I can’t fathom having them but not you so I just panicked-“

“Papí.” Edge’s tone was firm but warm, taking his hands with a squeeze that was too tight to be pleasant. It sure got him focusing on that instead of his frenzied thoughts though. “You need to calm down. We’re done talking about that.”

He let go of his husband’s hands only to move onto the phone, “You will call the doctor and set up an appointment for Thursday morning. Then you will come downstairs and we’ll have brunch.”

“I love you.” Stretch buried his face in his husband’s ectostomach as he threw his arms around Edge’s waist. “I’m so sorry-“

“Why? I made you cry.” Edge’s tone was warm and he rubbed his back fondly. “I’ll make you a Coolada-” Edge stopped himself. “Maybe tea would be better. I’ll add some honey. And I’ll make some of those grit things you love so much, with extra butter to it this time. We’ll also have eggs and toast and… Uh...”

Why didn’t Edge include any Underfell dishes in that line up? Edge wouldn’t eat the grits or eggs, and he almost always made Greempanadas when he was in a Brunch mood...

“Whatever else you want.”

This was backwards. Edge had a very definite uneasy tension in the way he was carrying himself, and Stretch should be comforting him. He didn’t have a reason to be this discombobulated. “But-“

“Call her, and then come down when you’re ready,” Edge was stern, as though he could read his mind, pulling away and making his way to the door. He paused at the door jamb, looking over his shoulder, “It’s fine. Stop agonizing over this.”

Stretch watched him leave, trying very hard not to agonize. He had obviously offended/hurt Edge with that comment, to the point his husband was backing off anything related to Underfell. That wasn’t what he wanted at all, but how was he supposed to turn this around? Edge, understandably, didn’t want to talk about it anymore…

Right, Edge was the kind of guy who appreciated actions over promises and words. Thursday, ok. That would give him several days to show Edge... something. But what? [ Start of Phase II: ███████░░░░░░░ 50% ]

197.

When is the next time you will take a shower/bath? Which one will you take? I’ll have a shower when I get home from work tomorrow - I already had one this morning once I’d had breakfast.

Are you currently waiting on someone to do something for you/to you? Nope, I’m just passing the time until it’s time to go and feed Monty.

As a child, did you ever get the chance to go to Disney World/ Disneyland? I went to Disneyland Paris when I was eleven with my dad. He took me to Paris for October half term and pretended he wasn’t going to take me to Disneyland until the last day when he surprised me, haha. It was freezing cold but I loved it.

What state do you live in? What’s the best aspect about this state? I live in a county in England. The best thing about it is the weather and the scenery, plus how dog-friendly everything is.

Are you someone who is really committed to politics in your area/ country? Nope. I studied it at university, but I’ve pretty much done a complete 180 since I left and grew up.

When was the last time you were on a boat? Where did you travel on it? When my aunt and uncle visited and we did one of those little boat cruises on Derwentwater. It was basically just a boat trip around the lake and you can get off where you want and visit the stops.

Are you planning on going anywhere with someone, sometime today? I’ve just got to go and feed Monty in about 90 minutes or so, then that’s me done for the day. I won’t be taking anyone with me, though.

Does your family ever have any kind of weird traditions in your house? I don’t think they’re weird, but I suppose outsiders might think that.

When is the next time you will attend a family reunion? Where will it be? We don’t really have those as we all live in different countries.

Do you have any friends who act like they dont know you in public? Nope.

Do the things you do normally have to have reasons behind them, or not? I mean, everything happens for a reason of some kind, but those reasons are normally “because I want to” rather than anything moral lol.

Do you like cereal? What would you consider your favorite kind of cereal? I go through phases of eating cereal - I’ll have it daily for weeks and then won’t touch it for months, lol. My favourites are shreddies, cheerios and crunchy nut cornflakes.

Do you find your school to be loaded with hot guys or not so much? It definitely wasn’t, lol.

If you have siblings, have they moved out or do they still live with you? I don’t have any siblings.

Do you ever actually like going to Wal-Mart or is it regularly boring? We don’t have WalMart here.

Do you know anyone who has or has had any kind of mental illness/ disorder? Sure, quite a few people. People are much more open about things like that nowadays.

alright, so today was pretty chill all around. I think my alarm went off at 11 and I turned it off and went back to bed, lol. I think I woke back up around 12:47 pm, at which point I got up and made breakfast, then checked a few things before jumping into the rest of the Evidence lecture, which was three hours, not bad, so I sat through that. During one of their built in ten minute breaks I went to go see if I could grab a package that was left on the front porch, but I stepped outside and was immediately like NOPE because it was fucking freezing and I was in a tank top and pajama shorts, lol. Someone ended up bringing it in later so that was dealt with. I finished the lecture around 5, at which point I was gonna try to work on the Ramona Flowers cosplay wig that may not be happening next weekend but will be good to have for future events, but now I had a wig head so it would be easier to work with when it wasn’t slipping everywhere, but yeah I’m fairly sure I made it worse and now it’s just a super uneven choppy mess, and like, her hair style is supposed to be like choppy and such, but definitely not like this lol. At this point I might just get another one and start over now that I at least know a little bit more about what I’m doing, it was only like $18 so as far as wigs go that’s pretty good. But once I was basically giving up on that I got a phone call from my dad. There’s some sensitive issues going on in the church right now that I won’t get into out of respect for the victim, but basically the church is kinda floundering in figuring out what to do. The situation was originally brought to my dad’s attention actually before the church because he’s a lawyer and very well trusted by the community, and we do have a personal relationship with the victim’s family, so he’s very much involved in the thick of this. Now, this is something I’ve done quite a bit of research and learning on, and how a church handles an investigation right now can really make or break the church, if they don’t do this right it could very quickly turn into a nightmare for them, so I immediately pointed my dad to the organization GRACE (Godly Response to Abuse in the Christian Environment) which specializes in this type of work and performing independent investigations that will treat everyone fairly and not have issues of the church trying to cover their asses, it’s run by one of Billy Graham’s grandsons (I’d write his name but his last name is like 95% consonants and there’s no way I could spell it right, but his first name if Boz) and my dad was looking at it and he’s gonna bring it up with a pastor he’s been speaking with tomorrow, and I think there’s a good chance they’re going to contact them, which I would be very happy to hear, because as much strife that its attached school has brought me that makes me not mind if it was burned to the ground, I do not share that indignation with the church, and I very much would like to make sure they do this right, for the sake of the victim and for the countless other survivors of sexual abuse in the church who are watching and trying to decide whether to come forward. The sick part in all of this is the abuser (child rapist) is now a “missionary” to a third world country where he runs A FUCKING ORPHANAGE and if that’s not the most horrifying thought I don’t know what is. The statute of limitations have all already lapsed here (petition your state lawmakers to remove statutes of limitations on child sex crimes! Illinois did it last year and it’s such a great step forward in bringing these monsters to justice!) but if it’s still going on there that creates a whole other series of questions. My dad did say he’d love to have me there as a co-pilot on all of this because it is something I know very well, and this will likely take a while so if I end up back in New York (no news on the job of course) next month I can definitely be there for it, so that would definitely be an incentive for me because (this sounds awful but) I would very much like to be able to help here (I am the type of person who wants to be in the middle of immense suffering and hurt because that’s where people helping need to be). So I guess we’ll have to see what plays out here, but I am very much hoping they handle this correctly, which would be a great achievement  for the church, and not screw it up, which would injure the church greatly. So I guess we’ll have to see what happens there. After the call ended I put on the great british baking show and painted my nails and toenails because I wanted them to look nice for the wedding this weekend, since it’s a backyard wedding and everything and I’ll probably be wearing sandals. Once I finished with that I finished up the practice questions which always takes longer than it says it will, but I did get through all of them. I looked at tomorrow’s schedule and there’s no 3 hour lecture, which means I can break it up a bit more if necessary, which is good. I continue to enjoy the british people baking things, I’m sad I’m on the last season that I can seemingly get access to, imdb says there are 8 seasons but everywhere I look to watch it only has 1-4, so I’m guessing they don’t have syndication or whatever for it to be shown here (I don't actually know how any of that works but that would be my guess). And I pretty much watched that until I decided to get ready for bed. I’m experimenting with not showering at night and doing it in the morning instead when I don’t have like, a pressing concern in the morning that would cause be to have to wake up earlier to shower, mainly before I adore the way my hair dries after a shower and it never looks that good when I wake up, so I feel like I should use the time it looks good to my advantage. And yet it’s already 1:05 am, so I really should be getting to bed. Goodnight my dears. Love you lots.

#11

(1) Do You Sleep With Your Closet Doors Open Or Closed? closed - if they’re opened even a fraction I have to get up and close them!

(2) Do You Have Freckles? I do! and I think i’m getting more as I get older, is that a thing?

(3) Can You Whistle? only when i’m breathing in lol.

(4) Last Song You Listened To. Brightside by last night saved my life.

(5) What Is Your Favourite Colour? purple.

(6) Relationship Status. single.

(7) What Is The Temperature Right Now? according to my phone it’s 12 degrees but I don’t agree.

(8) Did You Wake Up Cranky? not really.

(9) How Many Followers? idek. a hundred or so?

(10) Zodiac Sign. aquarius.

(11) What Is Your Eye Colour? brown.

(12) Take A Vitamin Daily?   I barely even remember to take my daily medication as it is lol.

(13) Do You Sing In The Shower?   who doesn’t?

(14) What Books Are You Reading? I've just finished rereading all of the harry potter’s, so nothing just now.

(15) Grab The Book Nearest To You, Turn To Page 64, Give Me Line 14. i’m not gonna do that because i’m lazy.

(16) Favourite Anime? i’m not all that into anime.

(17) Last Person You Cried In Front Of?   last time I cried I was alone, however the last person I cried in front of was my mum and dad when I was watching moana the other day haha.

(18) Do You Collect Anything? concert tickets.

(19) What Did You Have For Lunch? homemade mushroom soup.

(20) Do You Dance In The Car? yes but only when i’m driving!

(21) Favourite Animal? I love a giraffe.

(22) Do You Watch The Olympics? I usually only try to see the gymnastics, but I watched more when they were in London in 2012.

(23) What Time Do You Usually Go To Bed? during lockdown it’s been like 2am, before that it was about 11pm.

(24) Are You Wearing Makeup Right Now? hahah, I've not work makeup since march.

(25) Do You Prefer To Swim In A Pool Or The Ocean? given the choice, a pool. but i’d rather not swim.

(26) Favourite Tumblr Blog? I've barely used tumblr recently so I don’t think I have a fave anymore.

(27) Bottled Water Or Tap Water? I never used to bother but more recently it’s been bottled.

(28) What Makes You Happy? recently it’s been organisation, having something to fill my time with, cooking and speaking to my friends.

(29) Post A Gif Of What You’re Currently Feeling Right Now. again, no, because lazy. but it would be something about being tired and in pain.

(30) Do You Study Better With Or Without Music?   depends!

(31) Dogs Or Cats? dogs.

(32) If You Were A Crayon What Colour Would You Be?  mmm, maybe like a yellow or an aqua. not sure why. 

(33) PlayStation Or Xbox. neither.

(34) Would You Swim In The Lake Or Ocean?   lake.

(35) Do You Believe In Magic?   yes.

(36) What Colour Shirt Are You Wearing? it’s my pj’s and it’s navy.

(37) Can You Curl Your Tongue?   yah, my sister is the only one in the house who can’t do it.

(38) Do You Save Money Or Spend It?   a bit of both really. mostly save though.

(39) Is There Anything Pink Within 10 Feet Of You?   my bedroom walls are pink and I have a pink cushion next to my bed, and that’s the only things I know for certain because the lights are off lol.

(40) Do You Have Any Obsessions Right Now?   new girl.

(41) Have You Ever Caught A Butterfly?   no actually.

(42)  Are You Easily Influenced By Other People?   I think so tbh.

(43) Do You Have Strange Dreams?   all the time!

(44)  Do You Like Going On Airplanes?   I don’t mind it, the bit I don’t like is take off/landing, turbulence, turning in the air so that you’re at a right angle with the ocean (??? NO THANKS), or security..... but other than that long list, i’m ok haha.

(45) Name One Movie That Made You Cry.   just one? god. any Disney film. although if you mean sad as in, upset sad? probably I am legend. I wept like a BABY when he had to kill his doggo.

(46) Peanuts Or Sunflower Seeds?   if I had to pick, sunflower seeds (although, ew).

(47) If I Handed You A Concert Ticket Right Now, Who Would You Want The Performer To Be? all time low, I miss them and their gig here was cancelled.

(48) Are You A Picky Eater?   not overly picky, but if I think I won’t like something then I don’t force myself to try it.

(49) Are You A Heavy Sleeper?   noooooo.

(50) Do You Fear Thunder / Lightning?   no I love it.

(51) Do You Like To Read / Write? meh, i’m not a big fan tbh.

(52) Do You Like Your Music Loud?  Y E S. 

(53) Would You Rather Carve Pumpkins Or Wrap Presents?   wrap presents, only because I can never be bothered with scooping the insides of pumpkins out.

(54) Put Your Music On Shuffle, What Is The First Song That Came Up? chocolate by the 1975.

(55) What Season Are You In Right Now? (Weather) technically we’re in summer but it was the rainiest day ever today. no shock there tbh.

(56)  What Are You Craving Right Now?   interaction with people who aren’t my family. no offence to them haha.

(57) Post A Screenshot Of Your Tumblr Feed. no - lazy.

(58) What Is Your Gender? female.

(59) Coffee Or Tea? lemon and ginger tea and literally nothing else.

(60) Do You Have Any Homework Right Now? If So, What Is It About? nope - although I could be doing with getting some reading done before beginning uni in august.

(61) What Is Your Sexuality? straight.

(62) Do You Make Your Bed In The Morning? sometimes.

(63) Favourite Pokemon? Charmander.

(64) Favourite Social Media? insta.

(65) What’s Your Opinion On Instagram Stories? I like them?

(66) Do You Get Homesick? not really.

(67) Are You A Virgin? yes I am.

(68) What Shampoo And Conditioner Are You Using Right Now? tresemme, although sometimes I use a garnier hair mask or conditioner once a week.

(69) If You Were Far From Home And Needed To Sleep For The Night, Would You Choose To Rent A Crappy Motel Room For $60 Or Sleep In Your Car For Free? I was going to say I've seen horror films with people sleeping in their car, but I've also seen horror films with motels, so actually, it would probably depend on the area or situation.

(70) Are Both Of Your Blood Parents Still In Your Life?   yes.

(71)    Whats The Next Movie You Want To See In Theaters?   a quiet place 2 springs to mind.

(72) Do You Miss Your Ex? I don’t have one.

(73) What Is Your Favourite Quote Right Now? what’s for you won’t go by you.

(74)   What Eye Colour Do You Find Sexiest?   I don’t really have a preference tbh.

(75) Did You Like Swinging As A Child? Do You Still Get Excited When You See A Swing Set?   yes and yes!

(76) What Was The Last Thing You Ate?   a packet of wotsits haha.

(77) What Games Do You Have On Your Phone? two sorting games and that’s it, i’m so boring.

(78) Would You Give A Homeless Person CPR If They Were Dying? Why Or Why Not? that got deep. i’d like to think I would but honestly idk, and not because they’re homeless, but literally because i’m the worst at any sort of interaction, and in emergency situations I always freeze. so I would like to think I would, but until i’m ever put in the situation, I've got no idea how I would react.

(79) Been On The Computer For 5 Hours Straight?   I have been previously in life, but not for a good while.

(80) Stalked Someone On A Social Network?   yep.

(81) Do You Like Meeting New People?   nooooooo i’m the most awkward person EVER.

(82) Do You Wear Rings? If You Do, Take A Picture Of Them. I have a couple of rings but I only really wear them on occasions.

(83) Do You Sleep With Your Bedroom Door Open Or Closed? closed, same as the closet doors question.

(84) What Are Three Things You Did Today?   I made homemade mushroom soup and Malteser cake, I done the fishes and the washing, and I started to sort out my wardrobe pretty late in the evening and then regretted it because i’m only halfway done and I had to stop cos I was in so much pain so i’ll need to finish that tomorrow. busy day.

(85) What Do You Wear To Bed?   pj sets which are shorts and short-sleeved mostly, sometimes just shorts, and sometimes bed socks.

(86) List All Of Your Different Beauty Products You Have Right Now. I have a bunch of bare minerals makeup and skincare products, I use hairspray and dry shampoo, and I have a heat-protection gel that I sometimes use. that’s all I can think of but the only thing I've really used these last few months is the skincare stuff.

(87) Are You A Day Or Night Person? night mostly.

(88) List All Of Your Video Games On Your Phone, Console Etc. literally the two sorting games on my phone and that’s it lol.

(89) Tell Me About A Dream That You Had And When It Happened. I recently dreamed that me and one of my besties who has recently become single moved in together.

(90) Favourite Soda Drink? diet irn bru or black cherry and raspberry rubicon.

(91) What Sounds Are Your Favourite? I like the sound of rain late at night.

(92) Do You Wear Jeans Or Sweats More? jeans usually but during lockdown I've barely been out of pj’s or workout leggings.

(93) How Do You Look Right Now? like shit haha.

(94) Name Something That Relaxes You. watching Disney films.

(95) What Tattoo Do You Want? I actually have a list on my phone.

Well it’s already past 1 so I should get writing, and this may end up being a long one, we’ll see. today was just not good on a lot of levels. I woke up to a phone call from my doctor’s office wanting to set up an appointment at 8:44, and of course my alarm had been set for 8:45, so that was great. My room was fucking freezing because I need to take out the window fan that lets the outside air in, my roommate had left so I just dragged my whole comforter into the living room with me, then shortly afterwards realized I didn’t really need it because it wasn’t cold in there, lol but whatever. We had to wait a bit for court, they’ve been pretty good with getting me in there quickly lately, but there was another lawyer on the other side of the case and I think it was unclear if his client was going to join or not. So we wait, and around 10:15 we get sent into the virtual courtroom with instructions to stop your video and mute your volume until your case got called, so we waited through 1 or 2 and then got called. I didn’t know how this was going to go because there were a lot of variables in place here, but I did my research and was ready, so when opposing counsel started saying they hadn’t heard back from us on this and I was just like “Actually I called your office on (date) and spoke with your receptionist (name), then left you a message saying we had left and he needed to take it up with the other person, and asked to call me back but I never heard back.” It was pretty epic because I thought ahead and I was ready. So he was kinda pissy after that, I find it so much fun being able to mess with older lawyers on the other side of cases and they just get so mad that this kid is making them look stupid, and I take so much pleasure from this (to be fair, the majority of the time dealing with lawyers on the other side of cases are perfectly professional and often times friendly because we both want to solve the case in a way that would benefit our clients and a lot of the times that’s going to involve working with the other side to make that happen) but there are just a few real sleezeballs who just start super condescending, which just makes me think oh I’m going to have fun making you look stupid in front of the judge haha. tangent though, the other lawyer was kinda pissy after that and made a few comments about my client that were definitely unnecessary and I did call him out on a few of them. We ended up setting a hearing date but they couldn't book us until late January, and the other side was pissed about not getting to see the child (who's like 17 1/2 years old) and I knew I could’ve just let it go, but I thought it would be better for my client if we worked something out, so I suggested a plan that should work well. BUT YEAH, that was just court and there was so many other things that happened. I was on clinic of course, and we were rolling through volunteers as we started assigning cases and several had to drop out, so that was a bit of a challenge to set everyone up, especially when there’s multiple parties, so I have to set up a google meet for our volunteers, the client, and a translator like today, so that was some work. and yeah, the entire day I didn’t even have a second to breathe, it was literally one thing interrupting another that I’m trying to do and trying to prioritize what needs to happen first, so that was a lot. we only ended up having one person get to file today, but we have 3 set up to file in the morning so I’ll get that done and cover they’re hearings because I’m mostly free tomorrow (except my haircut at 4:15, and if we submit in the morning the hearings won’t be that late). so that took a while, but I ended up finishing at like, 6:30 or so. at that point I joined the game squad we have to play among us which is apparently the new big thing, so far I’m absolutely terrible at it but in a welcome change of pace I’m not always being set as the impostor as I am on several other games similar to that. I’m still terrible at actually getting things done in it, but it’s definitely better that being the bad guy every time. so I think it’s growing on me at least. we played for a bit, and after I decided I wanted to make some ramen, so I did, but I was stupid and didn’t put it into a big enough bowl (the bigger ones are plastic and the ramen broth sticks to and discolors everything plastic, so I had a ceramic bowl) so I was trying to be careful walking the few steps from the stove to where I was sitting on the couch (and no, nobody here ever actually eat at the kitchen table). and of course since I was trying to be careful and my body is the fucking worst my legs started shaking just when I was almost there, I managed to put the book down with only a small splash and kind of controlled fall onto the couch, but that was still a bit impact on the couch and kinda messed things up. I managed to smack my knee on the table the ramen was on, so there’s a bruise there but there were already like 6 bruises on my knee (my knees just always look bruised for some reason) so it’s hard to tell which one it actually is. At 7:30 we started recording for the podcast which mostly worked well, my mind was kind of spacey but I was doing my best. I had pulled some ice cream out of the freezer before we started recording, and during a commercial I said brb so I could put it away. Now trying to be extra careful now that I know they had been shaking, and I make it to the freezer okay but walking back it got bad at the last second and I tried to fall back on the couch, but it made a big sound that I had to edit out of the episode. so I’m of course upset about all of that but I’m not going to get into all of that tonight because this is already way too long and it’s almost 2 am and I have to be up for court at 8:45 tomorrow!! but yeah, after we finished recording I edited the episode while watching Psych (and pausing at appropriate times so I could hear parts of the episode I was working on). I'm definitely getting better at actually running the editing program and not just hitting buttons until one of them works, so I’m very happy about that. by the time I finished it was like 9:30 for me which means it was 10:30 on the east coast and that’s pretty late, so I’m going to upload the episode in the morning. Tomorrow’s going to be interesting, it might be super hectic or it might be pretty much empty, we’ll just have to see. but yeah, I watched a bit more of Psych and then went to shower and start getting ready for bed and now I’m here and did I mention it’s almost 2 am? Because my body is definitely feeling that, so I’m gonna go sleep now. Goodnight peeps. Stay awesome.

alright. so. today was good. Jess is coming at 3:45 am and we’re driving to the airport to fly to Florida for CollectiveCon this weekend. but in the mean time I should give you a day post from today. Today was pretty good. I woke up at some point over 11, stayed in bed for a bit and then got up and made some oatmeal (because oatmeal has fiber in it) and then started working on the dreaded legal drafting assignment. it was a motion to extend wardship, which is the first of our assignments that I’ve actually drafted in the real world before, but this one is contested (which is bs but it’s ok it’s school it’s fine) and the ones I wrote were uncontested (because contrary to this fact pattern DCFS is like “you want services???? you can have all the services!!!!!!!” because nobody actually wants to stay in care) so that complicates it a bit, but it’s going back to case-based reasoning, meaning pulling up cases and analogizing to them, which is the shit I’m good at, so that should be good. I got through the statement of facts and through my first point, so that’s a good start on that. I then went to my civil rights book and read the cases that were assigned for this past week that we hadn’t gotten to yet in class, so when we do get to them I would have some idea what we were talking about, and be a lot better off if I got called on probably. So I did that for a while, until like 3:30, at which point I made a salad because the romaine lettuce in my fridge was not looking all that good, so I cut it up and portioned it into servings, and stuck two of them in the freezer, so maybe that’ll work as a thing, idk, we’ll have to say. But then I took all the random assorted stuff I had for salad, not really other vegetables lol but I had croutons, cheese, dried cranberries, wonton strips (which I bought for a recipe like 2 years ago but were still perfectly crispy, so why not), and fat free italian dressing. it was alright, lol. not the best thing in the world but decent at least. I really liked the little place I got a salad from on Tuesday after going to the doctor, which is good because they’re currently building one right next door to my school, so then I’ll have two salad options right by school which will be nice. So I ate my salad and went through some things, then got ready to head over to school. Walked to the red line like I always do, it was kinda chilly but not absolutely freezing, so that’s good at least. I’m glad we’re not buried in snow like my family in New York is at least. I got to school with plenty of time to spare, which was good because that happened to be the moment by stomach decided it was going to give way (I knew it was coming all week, I’m just glad it wasn't on the airplane) so I took care of that lol then went up to class. Class was fine, it was on editing and revising, which I tried to take notes on even though I already knew all the information, lol, but hey, that’s my life. We got out at 7, so I went home and found that my tv had recorded Brooklyn 99 for me so I watched that, which was fabulous of course, I’m very glad they are back. Then I watched an episode of 9-1-1, which was also really fucking good and I ended up like, crying over it, so props to them for being awesome. Then I decided it was time to start packing, which mostly consisted of me ripping my room apart trying to find very specific things and then throwing it all over in the other direction trying to find the next thing. I couldn’t find my bathing suit (our airbnb has a hot tub) but that’s ok because I can improvise, and I found everything else so it’s all good. And yeah, then I sat down to write this. My roommate is in the shower right now, when she finishes I’ll shower and then try to get a little sleep if I can manage, guess we’ll see how that goes lol. I’ll try to update as much as I can throughout the weekend, I’m sure some very exciting things are gonna happen. Tomorrow night they’re doing a screening of Scott Pilgrim (because Brandon Routh) and then like a Q&A with him about being evil ex #4 (or somewhere around there) and Jess has never seen the movie so we’re gonna go watch that and she’s totally gonna freak out at how hilarious he is as the evil vegan and it’s gonna be awesome. So we’ll be doing that tomorrow night and then cosplaying over the weekend. We’ll be at the con tomorrow too but Brandon and Courtney won’t be there yet, so we’re just gonna wear normal clothes (lol, who does that) and stroll around for a bit. Saturday will of course be featuring our Nora Darhk cosplays (as 14 year old Nora and present day Nora) and then Sunday we’re gonna do a dry run of Ava and Sara for C2E2 in two weeks. So yeah, should be awesome! I’m super excited. And yeah, I guess that’s it. Hope you’re having fun with your life. I don’t have anything else to say really so I’ll end here. Goodnight dear ones. Have an amazing Friday.