before and after that i was sick

So I just realised something:

After our LI dies, we return to the moment just before they share their secret. 

Which means that, depending on who it is: 

Quinn doesn’t know we know she’s dying. (Or that we know she’s been sick.)

Estella still thinks her reasons for being on the Island are unknown by us.

Jake has no idea we know about Mike and That Arsehole (AKA Ludgren.)

Sean doesn’t know we’re aware of his family situation.

And Diego doesn’t remember the DNM we just had.

…..And for some reason, this actually makes me really sad.

HIS MOVESET!!! THE WAY HE DOES NEW SHIT EVERY WEEK SO BEAUTIFULLY AND NATURALLY!!! HIS ATTITUDE AND CONFIDENCE, THE WAY THE WWE UNIVERSE IS HIS COMMUNITY!!! HIS CHIPPER WAVE AFTER THAT SICK HANDSPRING JUST NOW…HIS SMILE…HIS SCI-FI PALADIN GEAR…I WOULD GENUINELY DESTROY THE UNIVERSE AND REBUILD IT WITH MY OWN TWO HANDS ATOM BY ATOM FOR MUSTAFA ALI

“My mom died of lung cancer on my sixteenth birthday. My birthday is actually coming up—this Saturday. Before she passed away, I was a good student and everything. I was probably going to get a scholarship for singing. But I stopped caring after that. My mom was my biggest fan. Even when she was really sick, she came to my singing recital in a wheelchair, with her hair falling out of her head, and she sat on the front row. I quit singing after she died. There was nobody to sing for anymore. My Dad raised us. And he was wonderful. You want to know how awesome my Dad is? He went to court and tried to legally change my birthday. Just so I wouldn’t have to go through it every year. It turns out you’re not allowed to do that. But he tried.”

We used to love each other before. You used to trace my spine and lighten up my world with your smile. We were perfect back then, but everything was ruined. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not trying to win you back. I just want to exhaust the remaining things about you, inside.
You know what, I still hate you after all those years. It’s been six years, to be exact. And every single day, I hate your existence. When there’s a time that I reminisce our past, it makes me feel sick. I don’t know what made me fell in love with you in the first place and how everything went from good to worse. You were the worst thing that ever happened to me.
I hate you for being so selfish and never tried to shut your mouth and let me win an argument. You didn’t hold my hand and stop me from leaving for that night. You just let me walk away and made me feel that you never loved me. You think only about your happiness, you never paid attention to my details. You never asked if I’m still happy, you think only about yourself.
I hate you for painting my world with your colors and made me used to love them. And now you were gone, it makes me insane because I see them every day. I tried to hide everything through smiles, but my eyes never stopped bleeding them. There’s no way I could escape because you planted flowers inside my chest and it continues to breathe your stupid name. I couldn’t breathe on my own.
I hate you for making me believe in your promises that you will stay, no matter what happens.
I hate you for being a part of my life, for scarring my heart with your love. You build walls around me with your kindest words and now that you were in love with someone else, I don’t know how to climb up, explore the world and start all over again. I’m afraid to jump on my own because you made me believe that fear won’t exist if you were here. I’m still afraid.
I hate you for making me in love with your favorite song. After six years, it’s still playing in my head.
I hate you, let me move on.
—  E.J. Cenita, A Letter For Someone I Hate The Most
How MM Characters React to Finding Out You're Pregnant

Jumin

  •  He already noticed slight changes to your mood and body before you did. 
  •  At first he thought it might be the flu, but that thought changes when you are too tired for your usual love fest in bed.
  • “I’m sorry, Jumin. I’m too tired tonight.”
  • Elizabeth 3rd also becomes extra clingy to you. 
  • Jumin makes you go to the doctor and they can’t find anything wrong. He insists to do further tests but you beg him not to.
  • “It’s probably stress, Jumin. I’ll be fine.”
  • Wrong answer. Jumin has cleared your schedule until he feels like you’re feeling better. 
  • A week later you realize your period hasn’t happened. 
  • Jumin knew this before you and scheduled another doctor’s appointment after asking Jaehee to research information on missed periods (poor Jaehee.)
  • He makes you go back to the doctor for blood work. Suddenly this all makes sense: The fatigue, your bras no longer fitting, and feeling sick. 
  •  The doctor walks in with the good news. “Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Han. You’re going to be parents.”
  • Jumin doesn’t say anything at first. His face loses color. The news is a surprise. 
  • “Sweetheart, are you okay?” You ask. You’ve never seen him this way before.
  • He nearly faints from processing all the emotions he is feeling on the way out of the doctor’s office.
  • Jaehee cancels all of Jumin’s meetings for the week citing “exhaustion” as the cause.  
  • Jumin holds you close to him later on that night, confessing he is both terrified and delighted at the news. He wonders if Elizabeth 3rd will feel jealous. omg really jumin. 
  • “I’m sure she’ll be happy too,” You whisper in his ear as you accidentally fall asleep on his chest. 
  • He admires the glow your face is beginning to show as you sleep peacefully. 

Zen

  • You’ve been much more emotional lately. 
  • Every time Zen had to leave on set you find yourself crying, but why?
  • You even beat yourself up about it. “Why am I acting so strange..?”
  • Zen invites you to come on set with him one day and you’re immediately say yes! 
  • You couldn’t help but keep refilling your plate with cakes from catering. Zen tries to crack a joke “You are what you eat, huh babe?” 
  • But it backfires.
  • It backfires BAD. 
  • You walk away sobbing. This is entirely out of character. 
  • “Wait! BABE! I’m so sorry!” He runs after you and pulls you in for a hug. 
  • You sob into his chest for a few minutes and then go silent.
  • He pushes you in front of him to see what’s wrong. “Babe…?” 
  • Your face turns white and you go limp in front of him. 
  • Zen FREAKS out and immediately yells for someone to help. 
  • He carries you himself to the ambulance and he demands you get rushed you to the hospital. 
  • The paparazzi outside of the set take photos of the incident. A video is uploaded to Youtube.
  • You regain consciousness when arriving to the hospital. “What’s…what’s going on?” 
  • Zen cries with joy seeing you’re awake and hugs you. “Shh. Just rest, my princess. We’ll find out. I love you.” 
  • He refuses to leave your side as the hospital runs a bunch of tests, but, you tell him he should get something to eat while they do an ultrasound. 
  • The doctor comes in a couple hours later and tells them it was a combination of exhaustion and dehydration.  “This is a common symptom in pregnancies. She’ll need to make sure she drinks more fluid and get rest.”
  • Wait. What? Both you and Zen look at the doctor with confusion.
  • The doctor informs the two of you that you’re already 13 weeks pregnant. He gives Zen a picture of the ultrasound showing a little baby bean! 
  • You start crying at news. It’s happy tears. Eventually Zen starts crying too. He’s just as happy. 

Yoosung

  • It’s not secret you and Yoosung wanted to have kids immediately.
  • You two tried every month for six months. 
  • You have a bulk stash of HCG strips in the bathroom, an ovulation 
    tracker on the your phone, and have read every article online on how to improve your chances at becoming pregnant.
  • Every month your period came, Yoosung started to doubt himself. 
  • “Is.. Is there something wrong with me?”
  • You’d hold him and reassure him. “Don’t say that. There’s nothing wrong with you! Sometimes it just takes time, I guess.” Deep inside, you wondered if there was actually something wrong with you instead.
  • After a year of trying, you both go to a fertility specialist to have tests done. 
  • The specialist tells the both of you there is a problem with your ovulation. They immediately start on you a treatment plan with fertility drugs. 
  • You act okay with the news, but in reality you are the opposite of okay. 
  • Yoosung finds you crying underneath the covers and panics. 
  • “Please don’t cry! It’s not your fault!”
  • Soon he’s crying too. 
  • By the third treatment cycle you start to notice changes in your body.
  • You start doubting your feelings. You try to remain calm. 
  • Every day you and Yoosung talk about all of your different things happening with your body.
  • When you take one of your test strips at home you notice a second faint line, causing your heart to skip a beat.
  • “Yoosung! LOOK!” 
  • Each test on each day has a darker, and darker second line. You two get hopeful. It’s been a hard two years, but it feels like you two are getting to the light at the end of the tunnel. 
  • You two are SO nervous at the fertility specialist. Yoosung can barely breathe.
  • The fertility specialist confirms what you two have been dreaming. You are pregnant!
  • Yoosung sobs tears of joy at the news.  You two are so happy to finally become parents. 
  • The fertility specialist interrupts the celebration with even more good news.
  • “There’s just one thing…”
  • He shows on the screen there are four baby beans. 
  • FOUR.

Saeyoung

  • Remember that one time he wanted to leave evidence he existed on you?
  • Well he wanted to do that again on your honeymoon. And then some. 
  • A couple months later you notice you are craving Honey Buddha Chips and Doctor Pepper more than normal.
  • At first Saeyoung thinks it’s really cute how much junk food you’re eating.
  • And then he realizes an entire giant box of Honey Buddha Chips are gone. 
  • He asks Saeran first if he knew what happened to them.
  • “Why would I eat all of your chips? I saw your wife with the box. Ask her.”
  • And then he wonders if maybe you’re emotionally eating.
  • What if she regrets our marriage? 
  • Later on in the day you visit Saeyoung in his computer room where he’s playing LOLOL. “Hey… Saeyoung.. we need to talk.”
  • Your voice makes him immediately spin around. He has tears in his eyes. “I.. I knew this day would come.” 
  • Your heart immediately sinks. “I’m.. I’m so sorry Saeyoung!”  You feel even more guilty at eating his precious Honey Buddha Chips as you add “I’ve been so hungry lately and they just taste so good. I’m so sorry for eating them I will never do it again!” 
  • Saeyoug looks at you confused. “Wait? You’re not leaving… me?”
  • “I WOULD NEVER LEAVE YOU.” omg you stupid idiot i love you. 
  • Suddenly you feel hot and sick. You run to the bathroom covering your mouth.
  • Saeyoung panics when he hears you vomit in the bathroom. It’s enough to get Saeran out of his room too. 
  • He’s never heard you this sick before and makes you go to bed. This goes on for a week. 
  • Soon he’s starting to search for answers online. He even goes to WebMD.
  • When you’re sleeping he calls Jaehee in a panic, worrying you might be dying and because you both are girls maybe she would know how women things work. 
  • Jaehee calmly explains to him that you’re not dead and dying. She suggests to him that you may be pregnant and should take a test. (I guarantee she facepalmed at the convo.)
  • A week later, you’re start having suspicions too. You look at the calendar and realize you haven’t had a period in two months.  “Could it be..?” 
  • You go to tell Saeyoung you think you’re pregnant and He confesses he already purchased a bunch of pregnant tests for you.
  • You think that’s the most romantic thing ever and hug him to pieces. 
  • He waits outside while you figure out how to use to use the test. How do girls pee on this thing omg. The test immediately comes back as positive. 
  • OH MY GOD SAEYOUNG WE’RE PREGNANT 
  • You rush out of the bathroom with the test in hand. You both are sobbing tears or joy together. 
  • You lean in to kiss him when you’re stomach starts to growl again. 
  • “Can.. Can I have more Honey Buddha Chips?” 
  • He’ll be glad to give you anything for you and the baby. 
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Lily, there are a million reasons why I love you. You make me laugh, you take care of me when I’m sick, you’re sweet, caring and you even created an egg dish and named it after me. She puts a little Italian dressing on the eggs before she cooks them, it’s called Eggs Marshall and it’s awesome. But the main reason is you’re my best friend, Lily. You’re the best friend I’ve ever had.

Marshall, I love you because you’re funny and you make me feel loved, and you make me feel safe. And for our anniversary you gave me a sweatshirt that says, “Lily and Marshall: Rockin’ it since 96″. I kinda wish I was wearing it right now, because it’s smells like you. But, the main reason I love you, Marshall Eriksen is, you make me happy. You make me happy all the time.

  • Sirius: So Muggles actually believe that little green men come down from the stars and pull them into their flying plates and stick shit up their arses for fun?
  • Remus: .... Pretty much, yeah.
  • Sirius: Where the bloody hell did they come up with that?
  • Remus: There's actually a lot of people who have come out and said they've experienced this kind of encounter.
  • Sirius: IT'S TRUE!!?!
  • James: Wait -- do I go on a date before or after I let them probe me?
  • Sirius: I DON'T WANT TO GO FLYING ON A GREEN MAN'S PLATE, MOONY! YOU KNOW I HAVE MOTION SICKNESS!
  • James: Should I call them after or should they call me? This is important. I don't want to seem needy, Remus.
  • Sirius: ARE THEY WATCHING ME RIGHT NOW? MOONY YOU CAN'T LET THEM TAKE ME!!!
  • James: What if they think I look fat in these jeans?
  • Sirius: I MEAN, CLEARLY THEY WON'T BE ABLE TO RESIST PROBING THIS FINE ARSE!!!
  • James: I want to come across as suave but like, not too arrogant...
  • Remus: ...............
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Kara

Kara meeting this guy - not sketchy at all

I think this is the same guy and he says he has information about for Kara. My guess is that it’s probably about Jack Spheer and his nano technology

This could be his car or someone else’s

That’s Kara in the fire. Kara most likely witnesses this guy getting killed after their talk (wearing the same trench coat from before). We hear Kara say he’s killed 2 people (probably talking to Lena)

Jack Spheer - all good villains come with a British accent. Jack has come to National City to present his nano technology. I think it’s supposed to help cure sick people? Side effects may cause mind control for ages 12 and over. Please ask your doctor if you can be a candidate for this trial.

Yeah. So Lena and Jack are exes. Obviously they are kissing. BUT my theory is that this is Jack using his technology on Lena. (Please be advised. Side effect may cause you to kiss your exes against your will. Please ask your doctor if you can be a candidate for this trial.)

Looks like Kara interrupts a date. Jack replies - Are you trying to get me in your crosshairs, Ms. Danvers? (sounds like a threat. I also think Lena will be under his control at this time, too)

Guardian. I don’t know what’s happening. He’s fighting someone.

What does she see?!?!?!?! Something bad. My guess - this is Jack’s computer and they found video documentation of test subjects….. or not. idk

It was literally a miracle that I got this.

Final battle scene?

This girl in blue could be Kara. I’m not sure. This girl is showing a video to Lena and she says - Who else has seen it? Then the girl says - The truth is what matters. Whatever it is it’s not good.

Supercorp!! Some nice Kara comforting sad Lena. This is probably at the end. Lena realizes what has happened to her and how, and is probably not feeling so great. (side note - I’m curious if the topic of consent will come up. Mind control does not give consent!)

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again:
The women of the walking dead are so much stronger-willed than the men. Michonne never lost her will to fight, even after losing her family. Rosita was willing to shoot at Negan point-blank.
Maggie stood up after watching her husband be brutally murdered, while very sick, and told Rick to fight. Sasha had watched Abraham die in front of her, and she still made it her priority to comfort Rosita and then get Maggie to Hilltop. Carol is strong willed in living her life by her rules, and nobody else’s. Tara lost her girlfriend, fought her way back to her family, watched two people get slaughtered in front of her in her home, and still volunteered to take the blame for the bullet.
Point is, the women of the walking dead own my heart and soul.

based on this post where lardo and shitty are accidentally pregnant

She was five weeks in and nothing was showing, but she’d been puking almost everyday and had refused Bitty’s pumpkin pie yesterday. Lardo hadn’t told her mom yet, and Shitty refuses to tell anything to his father, but she knows that his mother knew. Jack had called her immediately after Shitty freaked and told him a week ago, before freaking out himself and telling Bitty, who had broken into their apartment in order to make sure she was okay.

“I’m okay, people should stop asking me if I was okay, I’m pregnant, not sick.” She complained to Jack, who only answered by giving a silent nod.

“Shitty’s freaking out,” Jack said instead.

“I know.” She groaned and put her face in her hands. A moment of silence passed between the two before she lifted her head again. “I don’t want to chain him down like this or jerk him around emotionally. I know he wants me to keep it.”

“He wants whatever you want,” Jack said.

She knew that, but she could also read Shitty well enough to know that he was ecstatic and wanted nothing more than to have her keep it. And the scary thing was, she could also feel herself being as excited as he is.

“How are the two of us even remotely qualified to be parents? He’s just starting his job, and I have my job.” And Lardo wasn’t sure that her bosses would let her take a maternity leave. And even more terrifyingly, she just realized that she wasn’t on the life track that she had envisioned for herself with this job. Sports management paid a lot, and Lardo knew she was on the fast track to a good promotion, but now this forced her to look at her life, and she wasn’t sure she wanted to spend it all on picking up after athletes. But she wasn’t sure if she could provide proper care if she didn’t have this high paying position. And it was a downward spiraling mess of disaster.

It was as if Jack could read her mind, or at least the mood in her mind, because he puts a hand on her shoulder and leaned back on the sofa that they were sitting at.

“Maybe you’re thinking too much,” he said. “Just concentrate on whether or not you want to keep it, and trust in your friends to help you no matter which choice it is. We’re a team.”

She sniffed, and suddenly Jack found himself with an armful of Lardo. She let her tears and snot stain his sweater, and he held her through her trembling. When the two of them extricated themselves from their situation, Jack extended a fist, and Lardo bumped it.

“Got your back,” they said together.

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when jin comes back to the dorm after lotj

jin: hey roomie, did you miss me?
yoongi:
jin: of course not, what did i exp–
yoongi: what do you think?! hyung, i didn’t know who i was before you left and i find out i’m a shell of a man when you’re gone. i was worried sick about you and nobody fed me shit and everyone was so noisy and you’re asking me if i missed you?!
jin: …ok you can let go of my face now yoongi
jin: i missed you too

i remember being in high school.. laying in bed every single night until i’d fall asleep, praying. i was never really that religious but… there was something i wanted so desperately: a boy. just one boy. to prove me wrong. to take away all the confusion and the fear. one boy who i could fall in love with and be able to tell myself, “i’m not gay after all.”
i know you understand, you’re the one living it.
this is version number 3,456 of this letter. there’s so much i know that you need to hear. but you and i both know the truth, and even though only one of us has ever said it out loud i know it’s the only thing you’re ever really thinking about. it’s the reason you feel sick before volleyball practice, why you can’t focus in school, and why you sit in your car as long as you can before coming inside every night. it’s the reason you can’t fall asleep, and the reason sometimes, you’d rather not wake up…
you had this whole idea of what your life was gonna be. so did your parents. i mean every one thinks they know who you are, and you’re so scared that you’re gonna disappoint them, that you’re gonna lose them. you’re gonna realize that it feels so much better to have one person really know you and love you, than to have 100 people love you, and never really know you. i know it’s scary to feel so out of control of a huge part of your life. i know that the world feels so big and you feel completely alone. i know you’d give absolutely anything to change this. i know you’re hurting.
all i want to do is reach through and give you a hug and let you know that everything is going to be okay. but listen to me when i say: the struggle you’re going through right now is gonna make you who you are. it’s gonna make you so strong. it’s gonna make you so proud. they say sadness is just the absence of happiness, the more you hurt only means the stronger you’ve ever felt love. consider yourself lucky.
one day soon all of the anxieties and sleepless nights are gonna make the sound sleeps you’ll have more beautiful than some people could ever understand. you’re going to appreciate every. little. thing. there’s one thing i believe in this world more than anything, everyone deserves to fall in love. you deserve to fall in love. and not to ruin the surprise, but.. you’re going to. you’re gonna get to fall in love with a girl and it’s going to feel like your heart is on fire. listen, you’re just gonna have to trust me on that because there’s really no words to describe it. i’m going to tell you a secret. of course, you’ll figure this out on your own but, one day you’re gonna go into the abyss, and you’re gonna set up a little camp with a tall white flag: surrendering yourself to who you are. and one day other people in that abyss, just like you, they’re gonna see that flag, and you’re gonna help them surrender to themselves who they truly are. and even though i know it sucks not having a flag to guide you, your flag’s gonna guide others and you will never feel more proud of anything. it turns out you’re not so different, and you’re definitely not alone. i know you don’t feel this way right now, but, i love you.
—  shannon beveridge

banora-white-aka-dumbapple  asked:

The minute I saw "That time a bear broke into the house while I was stoned on cold meds." I knew I had to search your family lore tags to see if you mentioned it before. Whenever you're up for it, mind telling about it? I'm actually curious how did you realize it? Were you alone the entire time?

Ok, so it actually happened ON my 16th birthday, so October of 2006, two years after we moved to CO. I was attending the Germ Pit of Public High School, and got sick about a month in.  I was the sort of phenomenally boring child that didn’t have a curfew because I never went anywhere, and we had Cody, the Gentleman Shepherd at the time, so my parents felt it was OK to leave me alone for a few hours while they did errands.  

There’s something up with either the Bipolar or my allergies, but pretty much all respiratory medications make me hallucinate.  Doesn’t matter if it’s benadryl, nyquil or nasal spray, twenty minutes in I’ll be out of my goddamn mind.  But it beats not being able to breathe. So I’m in my bedroom upstairs bedroom, convinced I’m growing an exoskeleton, While Cody sits on the bed next to me, doing the Shepherd Thing where he plants his ass in front of my face and watches all the doors and windows.

I have nearly passed out when I think I hear a weird popping noise outside, but assume that it’s just me developing mandibles, so I don’t think much of it.  Cody, being the Responsible Adult, gets up to investigate.

A moment later, I hear him Barking, and know something is Amiss.  This dog Does Not Bark.  he didn’t bark when we picked him up at the shelter, he doesn’t bark at the door or the foxes or anything, but he is barking now.  I warp myself in the Extra-Soft Rainbow Unicorn Blanket for protection, and stumble downstairs.

For some context, the downstairs has an office, with a large set of sliding glass doors and a concrete porch, then a large wall with a heavy door that leads to a mudroom, which has a shitty little screen door leading to the outside.  It was in this room that we kept the cat food and littler box, because 1. they stank. 2. Cody would occasionally want to play with the cats Too Much and they could hide in there.  

Out on the porch is the Department Of Wildlife sharpshooter, pointing her tranquilizer gun into the Mudroom.  I squint through the haze of dayquil through the heavy door (which has a window) at…

It took me a good minute to realize that was a Bear eating the cat food, because my first thought was “When did we get a shag sofa?”.  Then DOW guy shot him in the ass in the dart, and I watched as a 300lb black bear dove THROUGH the door shitty screen door he’d gotten in through (It was the kind that closes behind you) and run off to the field across the street, pursued by four agents with dogs and bear mace.

The DOW sharpshooter, named Debbie, apparently couldn’t see the wall between us from where she was standing, and was very relived that neither of us had been mauled.   She stayed with me while I called my parents, and even gave me some stickers.  The bear had apparently gone though my whole neighborhood in a fit of hyperphagic madness, chowing down on garbage, cat food, a small vineyard’s worth of grapes and a couple of Mrs. Chin’s goldfish.

They successfully tranquilized the bear, and took him up to Pingree to be hazed and released, where he would hopefully leave people alone.

BTW, if you ever have to call your parents in a situation like this, leaving a voicemail of “Hey mom, I’m okay now, but a bear broke into the house and the Department of Wildlife wants to talk to you.” is not going to help your parents remain calm.

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I really really like animating hair you guys…

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thanks for @brighteronthesunnyside for letting me repost the gifs they made!  I’ve been sick and busy so I havent had a lot of art to post but a bunch of tangled stuff is coming out so I was excited to see a scene i worked on. cant wait for you all to see the whole thing is going to be AWESOMEEEE. 

Pepper Up, Peppermint

Sixth year Lily is home, sick, at Christmas. Can a visit from her friends cheer her up? A jily secret santa gift for @ihopeyoucanseemesmiling who requested fluffy Christmas jily. Merry Christmas!

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The jolly chime of the doorbell cut through Lily’s medicine-induced fog, rousing her. Even after the last echoes died away, she made no move from her nest on the sofa. She was closest to the door, sure, but she was also closest to death.

Exempt by default—let the healthy people handle it.

Except no one came, and the doorbell rang again. Lily winced. She’d never before fully appreciated the horror that was her parents’ novelty chime.

“Lily,” another horror—her sister—called from the back of the house, “get off your arse and answer that!”

“I’m sick,” Lily croaked. Or tried to, instead breaking off into a violent cough.

When the door rang again, Lily wished death upon her tormenter.

“I’m baking!”

(More like barking.)

The doorbell rang again—what kind of savage?

“Lily, bloody get that!”

“I’m ill!”

“If you were that ill, you’d be in bed rather than infecting us all.”

Lily propped up on her elbows, the better to yell. “I’m sick on Christmas, and you’re worried about germs?”

Christmas Eve, technically speaking, but wasn’t it close enough?

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Being married to Taehyung means

A/N: no one requested this but i was thinking about domestic tae and this happened

  • you could get sick and throw up one morning and he’ll convince himself you’re pregnant
  • and before you can even get to the pharmacy to buy a pregnancy test he already has a blueprint for a crib he’s gonna build
  • he’s terrible about doing the dishes but you’re terrible about cooking so you just share the burden
  • so he makes dinner in the evening before you come home and after you eat you do the dishes
  • and he always wakes up after you so you have to be quiet getting out of bed
  • but then when he finally gets up for breakfast he always has a huge smile on his face and greets you w a “good morning i love you”
  • he will use the bathroom w the door open, that’s just the way it is
  • like he could be in there taking a shower and he’ll leave the door wide open just in case you wanna join
  • but he could also be in there taking a poop and he keeps the door open just in case he needs you to toss him another roll of toilet paper
  • he is absolutely the type where he buys build-it-yourself furniture and insists he can do it without looking at the instructions
  • “tae, it says you have to screw this part in before you can put those two together”
  • “babe, i know what i’m doing”
  • and then he makes a mess and you finally convince him to let you help him
  • he’s also the type to be out with jungkook or jimin or whoever and see something that he knows you’d like
  • and when he goes to buy it he tells the cashier about you
  • “it’s for my wife”
  • “that’s nice sir. cash or credit?”
  • “credit. she really likes these, she taught me about them when i first met her”
  • “that’s nice sir”
  • “she’s really smart”
  • “that’s nice sir”
  • he’s the type to insist on a family bbq day even though he barely knows how to work the grill because it helps you all bond
  • he’s always singing around the house and sometimes you’ll be reading or watching tv or whatever else and he’ll just come up to you and sing to you until you laugh or sing along or kiss him just to shut him up
  • and he thinks every single day with you is a gift and he’s so happy he gets to spend the rest of his life with you
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“well, it can depend on what day of the week it is, what the weather is like outside, if there is some event going on in the downtown, what holiday is coming up, how many weeks after tax returns it is, or how many hours before Black Friday it is, if mercury is in retrograde, the number of times a black cat has crossed the strip club multiplied by the percent of people wearing the color pink, if I’ve been sick, if some dude won the lottery-”

PEP(PER) UP, PEPPERMINT

Sixth year Lily is home, sick, at Christmas. Can a visit from her friends cheer her up? 

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The jolly chime of the doorbell cut through Lily’s medicine-induced fog, rousing her. Even after the last echoes died away, she made no move from her nest on the sofa. She was closest to the door, sure, but she was also closest to death.

Exempt by default—let the healthy people handle it.

Except no one came, and the doorbell rang again. Lily winced. She’d never before fully appreciated the horror that was her parents’ novelty chime.

“Lily,” another horror—her sister—called from the back of the house, “get off your arse and answer that!”

“I’m sick,” Lily croaked. Or tried to, instead breaking off into a violent cough.

When the door rang again, Lily wished death upon her tormenter.

“I’m baking!”

(More like barking.)

The doorbell rang again—what kind of savage?

“Lily, bloody get that!”

“I’m ill!”

“If you were that ill, you’d be in bed rather than infecting us all.”

Lily propped up on her elbows, the better to yell. “I’m sick on Christmas, and you’re worried about germs?”

Christmas Eve, technically speaking, but wasn’t it close enough?

“Girls, that’s enough.” Lily’s mum, having just emerged from the washroom, silenced their fight. “Petunia, mind the biscuits. Lily, stop harassing your throat. I’ll get the door—likely it’s only Mrs. Baker wanting help with her dustbins again.”

After her mum patted Lily’s head, she stepped to the front door. And when she opened the door, both a blast of cold air and a deafening roar assaulted the sitting room.

It wasn’t Mrs. Baker at all, but a group of Christmas singers.

Lily threw her blanket over her head, cursing the damned do-gooders. But that wasn’t fair, was it? They were only the old lot from St. Agnes’s. (More loud than usual, but maybe they’d had too much spiked cocoa to keep warm.) She would’ve joined them, had she been feeling better. It’s just, Christmas was her favorite holiday, and—

Wait. Did someone just sing Hippogriffs?

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