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So i did some research…

Owl Service is a Book by Alan Garner

The Bus routes actually exist in Chicago..

When I googled Owl Service the book appeared as well as the bird sign (in connection with the book) that Hobi is also doing..

This one book cover has 3 circles…its the same author another story but… there 3 kids in the book owl service -idk if this connects but i saw this book cover while doing my research and it reminded me of the wings cover- (just read the summary i put it there for yall)

bts has 4 circles for their 4 different stories…

Also the signs they put on the plates (again read the summary) look like all the wings signs put together…

59…61…. whats on 9th May and 1st June?!?!?! Concert in Chicago?? Lol

I swear to god if this is again one of Namjoons RMBook shit….😧😧😧😧

BTS BVS2 EP 5 HIGHLIGHTS:
  • Jungkook killing mosquitos while brushing his teeth
  • Ji trying to feed birds, meeting a parrot and they starting bowing to each other. The bird was scared for a second like “What is that human”
  • Taehyung deciding to go out in his pajamas and Jimin calling him dirty
  • Kim Nam Joon getting ready  while serving visuals
  • Jhope understands English now and the rest of the team were very proud.
  • There are 3 different bus routes and BTS got divided into 3 teams. Jimin and Jungkook, jhope and Jin, and Suga rapmon and V are a team
  • V, RM, and SG decide to get coffee. Taehyung kept telling the waitress at Starbucks “I don’t want a small I want a grande”. Rapmon will keep letting V be the one to talk so he can learn English faster.
  • Jin and JH kept running after their bus, meeting all kind of people who spoke Korean that guided them and not eating anything but candy and Gochujang (Red Chili paste)
  • Jungkook have been wearing the same shirt for days but wished it every night. 
  • JK said his nose got tanned, Jimin put his leg on Jk’s thighs to tell him his toes got tanned too.  They took loads of selfies, cute and derp ones too.
  • The teams kept meeting each other half way. Somehow this always happens, whenever BTS get divided they somehow always end up finding one another.
  • Jimin kept running cutely to cross the street and Jungkook followed him
  • Jungkook getting all frustrated when Jimin wanted to ask a guy for directions: he was like “Come here, I know”
  • Another waitress asked V what was his name and he said “VAN GOGH” she told him to spell it for her and he answered “VINCENT VAN GOGH”
  • Rapmon thought he lost his phone, Suga said he is not even surprised anymore.
  • Jimin singing to himself “let’s eat” and “coconut” song
  • BTS meeting a fanboy and were sooo happy. When the fan asked for photos, they gave him the famous “Important businessu” excuse. 
  • JM, JK, V, RM, SG ended up being the first to arrive at their new residence
  • V bumped into clear glass when he wanted to get out of a room
  • Vmin played together in the pool
  • Roommates: JM, V and JH, JK and JIN and finally Suga and rapmon who ended up sharing the same room again.
  • The boys will play ping pong to get money: Suga and V were one team and kept locking hands. Rapmon and JH were the second team and Jimin, Jungkook and Jin the third team
  • Everyone will keep betting and losing money, but Yoongi held V’s hand as to stop him. At the end, Suga’s team was the only one that lost none, as he said “get satisfied with what you are given”
  • Namjoon and Hoseok got 90 dollars
  • Suga and taehyung got 50 dollars
  • Jm, jin, jk got 50 dollars (They lost most of their money tho)

I’m truly baffled by people who react so negatively to news of others trying to make things easier or better. Especially when their reasoning is that THEY did it the hard way, the real way, they worked three jobs and never got any help and suffered (oh god did they suffer)

I mean, god, you’d think someone who walked fifteen miles to school uphill both ways in the snow would be the first to advocate for a bus route

Photos of Celebrities at Women’s Marches Around the World

One day after Donald Trump was sworn in as the 45th president, protestors took to the streets of Washington, D.C. — and other cities around the world — in opposition of the reality star’s policies not just on women’s rights but human rights. While celebrities stayed away from the inauguration, they came out in droves for the Women’s Marches with Amy Schumer, Charlize Theron, Scarlett Johansson, Katy Perry, Amy Poehler, Chelsea Handler, Madonna, Lena Dunham, America Ferrera, and Ashley Judd among those lending their voices to the cause. And, yes, many of them rocked pink pussy hats.

Scarlett Johansson

Scarlett Johansson flashed a grin at the D.C. march, where she was also a speaker about her experience with Planned Parenthood. (Photo: Reuters)

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Amy Schumer

Also in the capital? Amy Schumer, who arrived with her friends dressed in NASA gear. “March like everyone’s watching,” she wrote. (Photo: Instagram)

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Amber Tamblyn and Amy Schumer

Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants actress Amber Tamblyn quipped, “NASA’s finest @amyschumer.” (Photo: Instagram)

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Samantha Ronson, Amy Poehler

Amy Poehler, who was hanging with Samantha Ronson and Amber Tamblyn, also marched, repping for Smart Girls everywhere. (Photo: Amber Rose Tamblyn/Instagram)

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Amy Poehler and Lena Dunham

Poehler also selfied with Girls actress Lena Dunham, who captioned this photo, “Parks & Menstruation.” (Photo: Instagram)

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Ashley Judd

Ashley Judd was also among the speakers in D.C. She read a poem about “nasty women” and spoke about the sexual assault allegations against Trump. (Photo: Ashley Judd/Instagram)

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Cher

Cher, who was protesting in NYC days earlier, also went to the capital. “I want to give support and let people know that this was important enough for me to come and hear them and help them,“ she told People magazine. ” I want people to know that, as a group, we can change things,” (Photo: AP Photo/Sait Serkan Gurbuz)

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Jake Gyllenhaal and Maggie Gyllenhaal

Siblings Maggie and Jake Gyllenhaal made the protest a family affair. They were in D.C. together. (Photo: Shannon Stapleton/Reuters)

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Jessica Chastain

Jessica Chastain had more than enough credentials to get her into the D.C. march. (Photo: Instagram)

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Ariana Grande

Here’s pop singer Ariana Grande in a bus en route to the march, which she planned to attend with her mom and grandma. (Photo: Ariana Grande/Instagram)

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Melissa Benoist

Supergirl‘s Melissa Benoist had a custom sign that said, “Hey Donald, Don’t try to grab my p**** it’s made of steel.” (Photo: Instagram)

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Debra Messing

The Will & Grace alum wore a pink “meow” hat as she traveled to the march with pal Ali Wentworth. (Photo: Debra Messing/Instagram)

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Lena Dunham

Lena made a point to show off her shirt, which said, “Women are powerful and dangerous.” (Photo: Lena Dunham/Instagram)

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Jennifer Beals, Chelsea Handler, Mary McCormack, and Charlize Theron

The Chelsea host organized the sister march in Sundance, where many stars are attending the Sundance Film Festival, and rallied her buddies, including Charlize Theron, Jennifer Beals, and Mary McCormack, for their snowy walk on Main Street. (Photo: Getty Images)

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Chelsea Handler

Handler, giving fellow protesters a hug while rocking a Planned Parenthood hat, said of organizing the march, “If there’s anything I learned in the last year, it’s that we need to be louder and stronger than ever about what we believe in, so I joined some incredible women from around the country to bring our voices together in the streets of Park City.” (Photo: Instagram)

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Charlize Theron

“Representing here at Sundance!” the Oscar winner wrote along with this selfie. (Photo: Charlize Theron/Instagram)

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Kristen Stewart

Kristen Stewart, who talked about Donald Trump’s bizarre obsession with her, also marched in Park City. (Photo: The Park Record/Twitter)

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Nick Offerman

“I’m a nasty girl,” wrote Parks and Rec alum Nick Offerman, looking fetching in his pussy hat in Utah. (Photo: Twitter)

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John Legend

While Chrissy Teigen flew to Washington to be at the main event, John Legend made sure to pound the snowy pavement back in Utah. (Photo: Amy Kaufman/Twitter)

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Laura Dern

Laura Dern, who was also in Park City, carried a poster demanding “justice for all. (Photo by George Pimentel/Getty Images)

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Charlize Theron

Charlize wiped away a tear while listening to the powerful speeches in Park City (Photo: George Pimentel/Getty Images)

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Jurnee Smollett-Bell and John Legend

Legend also marched with Jurnee Smollett-Bell. (Photo: George Pimentel/Getty Images)

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Benjamin Bratt

Benjamin Bratt held a “Dolores” button for Civil rights activist Dolores Huerta. She was slated to speak at the march in Washington, but the documentary about her life, Dolores, was accepted into the film festival so she went there instead. (Photo by George Pimentel/Getty Images)

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Ian McKellen

There was an Ian McKellen sighting at the march in London. (Photo: Twitter)

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Gillian Anderson

The X-Files actress brought along her daughter, Piper, to march in London. “Proud to be one of many today,” she wrote. (Photo: Twitter)

Source: Yahoo Celebrity

Jessica Chastain

Jessica Chastain had more than enough credentials to get her into the D.C. march. (Photo: Instagram)

Source: Yahoo Celebrity

Ariana Grande

Here’s pop singer Ariana Grande in a bus en route to the march, which she planned to attend with her mom and grandma. (Photo: Ariana Grande/Instagram)

Source: Yahoo Celebrity

Melissa Benoist

Supergirl‘s Melissa Benoist had a custom sign that said, “Hey Donald, Don’t try to grab my p**** it’s made of steel.” (Photo: Instagram)

Source: Yahoo Celebrity

Debra Messing

The Will & Grace alum wore a pink “meow” hat as she traveled to the march with pal Ali Wentworth. (Photo: Debra Messing/Instagram)

Source: Yahoo Celebrity

Lena Dunham

Lena made a point to show off her shirt, which said, “Women are powerful and dangerous.” (Photo: Lena Dunham/Instagram)

Source: Yahoo Celebrity

Jennifer Beals, Chelsea Handler, Mary McCormack, and Charlize Theron

The Chelsea host organized the sister march in Sundance, where many stars are attending the Sundance Film Festival, and rallied her buddies, including Charlize Theron, Jennifer Beals, and Mary McCormack, for their snowy walk on Main Street. (Photo: Getty Images)

Source: Yahoo Celebrity

Chelsea Handler

Handler, giving fellow protesters a hug while rocking a Planned Parenthood hat, said of organizing the march, “If there’s anything I learned in the last year, it’s that we need to be louder and stronger than ever about what we believe in, so I joined some incredible women from around the country to bring our voices together in the streets of Park City.” (Photo: Instagram)

Source: Yahoo Celebrity

Charlize Theron

“Representing here at Sundance!” the Oscar winner wrote along with this selfie. (Photo: Charlize Theron/Instagram)

Source: Yahoo Celebrity

Kristen Stewart

Kristen Stewart, who talked about Donald Trump’s bizarre obsession with her, also marched in Park City. (Photo: The Park Record/Twitter)

Source: Yahoo Celebrity

Nick Offerman

“I’m a nasty girl,” wrote Parks and Rec alum Nick Offerman, looking fetching in his pussy hat in Utah. (Photo: Twitter)

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John Legend

While Chrissy Teigen flew to Washington to be at the main event, John Legend made sure to pound the snowy pavement back in Utah. (Photo: Amy Kaufman/Twitter)

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Laura Dern

Laura Dern, who was also in Park City, carried a poster demanding “justice for all. (Photo by George Pimentel/Getty Images)

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Charlize Theron

Charlize wiped away a tear while listening to the powerful speeches in Park City (Photo: George Pimentel/Getty Images)

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Jurnee Smollett-Bell and John Legend

Legend also marched with Jurnee Smollett-Bell. (Photo: George Pimentel/Getty Images)

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Benjamin Bratt

Benjamin Bratt held a “Dolores” button for Civil rights activist Dolores Huerta. She was slated to speak at the march in Washington, but the documentary about her life, Dolores, was accepted into the film festival so she went there instead. (Photo by George Pimentel/Getty Images)

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Ian McKellen

There was an Ian McKellen sighting at the march in London. (Photo: Twitter)

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Gillian Anderson

The X-Files actress brought along her daughter, Piper, to march in London. “Proud to be one of many today,” she wrote. (Photo: Twitter)

Source: Yahoo Celebrity

John Legend

While Chrissy Teigen flew to Washington to be at the main event, John Legend made sure to pound the snowy pavement back in Utah. (Photo: Amy Kaufman/Twitter)

Source: Yahoo Celebrity

Laura Dern

Laura Dern, who was also in Park City, carried a poster demanding “justice for all. (Photo by George Pimentel/Getty Images)

Source: Yahoo Celebrity

Charlize wiped away a tear while listening to the powerful speeches in Park City (Photo: George Pimentel/Getty Images)

Source: Yahoo Celebrity

Jurnee Smollett-Bell and John Legend

Legend also marched with Jurnee Smollett-Bell. (Photo: George Pimentel/Getty Images)

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Benjamin Bratt

Benjamin Bratt held a “Dolores” button for Civil rights activist Dolores Huerta. She was slated to speak at the march in Washington, but the documentary about her life, Dolores, was accepted into the film festival so she went there instead. (Photo by George Pimentel/Getty Images)

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Ian McKellen

There was an Ian McKellen sighting at the march in London. (Photo: Twitter)

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Gillian Anderson

The X-Files actress brought along her daughter, Piper, to march in London. “Proud to be one of many today,” she wrote. (Photo: Twitter)

Source: Yahoo Celebrity

Benjamin Bratt

Benjamin Bratt held a “Dolores” button for Civil rights activist Dolores Huerta. She was slated to speak at the march in Washington, but the documentary about her life, Dolores, was accepted into the film festival so she went there instead. (Photo by George Pimentel/Getty Images)

Source: Yahoo Celebrity

Ian McKellen

There was an Ian McKellen sighting at the march in London. (Photo: Twitter)

Source: Yahoo Celebrity

Gillian Anderson

The X-Files actress brought along her daughter, Piper, to march in London. “Proud to be one of many today,” she wrote. (Photo: Twitter)

Source: Yahoo Celebrity

Soulmate S.Coups

Part of the Seventeen Soulmate Series

When someone gave you a new nickname or directed a new compliment your way, it would make you pause, a fuzzy soft feeling rising in your chest. You knew that the new label would be appearing, written out in inky black letters, somewhere on your soulmate’s skin. Or when someone used a common nickname, or said something which had been said about you before, you tired to picture the letters growing larger, like they always did when a label was repeated. 

And just as you loved receiving any tidbit of information about your soulmate in the form of the words on your own skin, you hoped they would love receiving bits about you as well.

When someone called you something awful, however, it settled very uncomfortably with you. You knew that your soulmate would know. They would see the flaw printed out on their body. You dreaded the idea that it might change their perception of you.

Of course, you weren’t entirely sure they would understand everything. Because, as far as you knew, your soulmate seemed to be Korean.

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Make me walk a mile in the rain? Don’t mind me while I get you fired from your job.

Last week my fiancé came to my bar after work and had a few drinks, so he left his car in the parking lot and I drove him home in mine. We have amazing public transportation where we live so we decided to take the express bus back into town where the Operations Center and end of the line of the bus route stops right next to the parking lot of my bar. I took this bus five days a week this last winter when the roads were bad and made friends with all of the drivers. A few of them were nice enough to drop me off right in front of the door to the bar so I didn’t have to walk across a snowy parking lot. They said it was okay because the busses have to refuel after their route and they have to pull a u-turn at the Operations Center anyway, so this way they could just keep driving past the bar and continue on their way to the refueling station.

So we’re on this bus back into town and there is a new driver I haven’t seen before, but it’s been a few months since I’ve taken the bus so I didn’t think anything of it. I just got on the bus and said “hello!” Before dropping my money in the slot. We make it down into town and we make a routine stop at a transit center when the driver tells us that this is the end of her route and she is now out of service.

There’s still about two miles left between where we are and the Operations Center, where the actual end of the line should be, and where we need to go. She tells us we can take a different bus to a crosswalk about a mile from the OC and then walk. I got this really big whiff of bullshit, but I didn’t say anything at that point, I just got off the bus and waited fifteen minutes in the rain for another bus.

A few people who were also on my bus and waiting for the next told me this was the third time she did this to them this last week. Kicked them off her bus and then made them pay another bus fare to go up the street for one mile and then walk. I remembered what the other bus drivers told me about having to pull a u-turn and then go refuel, but if there’s no one on the bus, they can just go directly to the refueling center and avoid the last ten minutes of their route.

This lazy bitch was just kicking people off her bus and making them pay more money and walk so she could get off work ten minutes early!!!!

Here’s the revenge: So as I’m getting on the second bus, I see the phone number for the Operations Center printed on the side of the bus route picture so I call it. I tell them I was one of five people this bus driver let off the bus at the transit center and were told she was out of service. I ask in an innocent voice, “is it because they have to go refuel or something?”

I hear the dispatch guy let out a very annoyed “UGHHHH!!” then saying to someone in the background, “She knows she’s not supposed to do this, this is the last time!!” Apparently she had been told not to do it quite a few times and this was the final straw. We talk for a few minutes and I tell him I wasn’t trying to get anyone in trouble, but it was kind of shitty, and if I hadn’t had the day off and were trying to get to work, the conversation would’ve been completely different. He assured me this was going to be her last route, which I kind of felt bad about until I stepped off the bus and had to start walking the mile in the rain.

TL;DR Bus driver kicks people off bus in the rain so she can get off work ten minutes early, so I got her fired.

montponine  asked:

they don't start "dating" so much as they just. fall into a relationship and all of a sudden they're holding hands and spending a lot of time together and kiSSING(!?) and neither of them really knows when it started but they don't care. james says i love you to everyone bc he's v affectionate but when he says i love you to lily it's Different and everyone can hear it it's not i love you it's I Love You every time no matter how small the scenario it's always I Love You

James is pretty sure he’s been in love with Lily Evans since the beginning of fifth year but then he realises that’s not love because you can’t love someone you don’t know. She’s just very very very attractive. Then the Incident happens and he doesn’t know how he feels and Lily is even more in the dark because they were friends except for when he was a cock but now all she feels when she looks at him is burning burning burning.

The summer cools her off and she doesn’t expect him when she gets back. Well, she does, she just doesn’t expect so much of him. He’s grown, again, and she’s not sure if he’ll ever stop, and it suits him. There’s less tripping and squeezing under desks. Finally, he seems able to actually control all of his limbs. He can’t control his eyes though. James finds them wandering to her during lessons, lunch, once even a quidditch match. She’s so easy to spot with wine red hair and eyes which don’t seem to want to meet his, but do anyway. She keeps noticing things about him, things that weren’t there before. Or maybe she just never let herself notice them before? It happens all the time and she hates that she loves it.

It’s easy. Being friends. Like picking up a book your mum used to read to you at bedtime. You think you’ve forgotten the words, but they all come flooding back. That’s how it feels. To have his arm over her shoulders, to duel with him in DADA, to steal toast from his plate, to save the strawberry botts for her, to watch him and only him on the pitch, to share Potions notes, to throw parchment notes at each other in History of Magic, to borrow his scarf, to hold her hand to help her across boggy Scottish soil. All of it, everything - it’s natural.

People start assuming they’re together. They stop being Lily Evans and James Potter and become Lily and James, addressed as one. Sirius rolls his eyes and becomes bitter, interrupting conversations and not moving to allow Lily a seat. Mary and Marlene giggle and wink at her whenever she sits besides him, the traitorous gits. Everyone knows something is up. Except for them.

Then it’s summer again and he’s so far away and she’s too far away and they write. They write too much to go unnoticed, by friends and then by parents. Mrs Evans try to be nonchalant as she asks who all these owls are from. Mr Potter ruffles James’ hair when Sirius points out that James is spending more time replying to letters then he is playing quidditch. There’s talk of meeting up, but it never happens. Lily never quite manages to draw up the courage to tell James which bus route to take. James always fails to write down where the spot for apparating to is. So they go all summer never seeing each other, except in familiar g’s and friendly scribbles which Lily has to spend ages deciphering into something legible.

September comes and they’re both wearing their badges and neither one is surprised but both are slightly hurt the other didn’t mention it. Excuses are useless so they just say well done and attempt to organise the prefects, even though Remus spends the whole meeting making suggestive gestures at one of them when the other isn’t looking. And nothing has changed. Except James is taller, again, and Lily’s hair is shorter and her boobs are bigger (but James definitely hasn’t noticed that), but they’re the same. No one blinks twice when they’re the only two left in the common room. Everyone is used to seeing them together, heads bent close, people uncertain if they’re discussing rotas or the latest transfiguration journal. It becomes customary that if Lily’s the only one on a sofa, the other half is reserved for James. If James falls asleep with her head in her lap, there’s nothing unusual about it.

People call them a couple and they don’t think to correct them, not having discussed it but sort of knowing anyway. She kisses him goodbye outside the Three Broomsticks once, a peck on the cheek, the Marauders going onto Zonko’s and the girls visiting Honeydukes. He blushes but she doesn’t and then that’s a thing too. It doesn’t take long before the kisses are on the forehead, the nose, the lips. Always gentle, quick and not really anything of note except, every time lips brush skin, their hearts race faster. So no one’s surprised when, with the excuse of mistle toe, a short and swift kiss becomes a long, soft and languid one. (Until Peter throws a cushion at them.)

They’re dating, going out, boyfriend and girlfriend. They’re every synonym for together and they’re happy. Every inch of them says ‘I love you’, but they never say it. And then they do. And it just happens, and their hearts beat faster, and their breath comes short, but they’re not surprised. They know, everyone knows, how could they not be in love? James says it first, casually and then not casually at all. Lily says it back, into his neck, his lips, his heart, both of them smiling like they’ve been given the sun on a string.

So they’re in love and it’s a shred of light in a world which keeps getting extinguished around them. They’re not sure how or when it happened but it did and when they have nothing they have each other, because that’s just how it is.

Help an ND trans woman and her transmasc fiancé move out!

I really hate having to do this but my fiancé visceralhorns and I are moving this week and we could use some help. I am recently recovering from an intense bout of anxiety that left me borderline agoraphobic so I couldn’t work this winter or most of the spring. As a result our savings are almost nonexistent at this point and we both have to wait until fall before we can get more hours at work.

Also my computer, which Is important for a couple of my sources of income, is currently broken to add to that.

As two neurodivergent trans folx, finding safe housing is very tough and if we miss out on this opportunity we may not have another for a while.

We’re currently short on rent, money for furniture, for kitchen supplies, medications, food, pet supplies, and some miscellaneous stuff. On top of that my fiancé’s parents may be taking their car away so we will have to use lyft/uber to get to work since we’re not near a bus route.

I’m selling some clothes on my Grailed (Grailed.com/pelvispresleyrova) all profit will be going towards the move. And once my computers fixed I can do music commissions. But until then we’re stuck in a really tough place.

My PayPal is orcanair@gmail.com and my squarecash is $dorkshadow. Anything helps, this is a really tough time in our lives so any help at all would mean so much.

-Alison dork_shadow

Candy Apple Girl Charm Bottle
a spell based on the song “Nightlife” by Green Day, aiming to sweeten someone’s feelings for you

What You Need:
♥ Red/Pink Candle (optional)
♥ A Small Jar
♥ Cinnamon
♥ Vanilla (I used vanilla extract)
♥ Pink & Red Glitter
♥ Piece of Paper
♥ Red & Pink Pens/Colored Pencils/Paint/etc.
♥ Rose Quartz

What You Do:
♥ If you’re using a candle, light it. Try to channel its energy into your materials as you work.
♥ Take the slip of paper and draw a candy apple. Color it with the red and pink pens, and on it write the name of the person whose feelings you aim to “sweeten” (or the person you want to *ahem* “explore your vocal chord” ;)))).
*If you don’t have a special someone in mind, you could write a trait you want to have in a significant other instead!
♥ Drip a few drops of vanilla onto the paper and let it soak in.
♥ Put the paper in the bottle.
♥ Sprinkle in the cinnamon (love), pink glitter (love), and red glitter (lust/passion).
♥ Seal the bottle with the red/pink candle wax, give it a kiss, and charge it beside the rose quartz in the light of the full moon.
*or if your impatient like me, on a Friday.
♥ You can carry the bottle with you, wear it as a necklace, or just sit it somewhere (I sat mine by my rose quartz clusters ✨)

*bonus points if you play and sing along to the song while performing the spell!

And there you go! Go get your Candy Apple Girl.

lwoorl  asked:

Do you think the animorphs could have win the war if Eva had not been taken by the Yeerks?

Eva’s right about Marco: he’s a sweet kid, even to the point of delicacy, and he has no understanding of the vileness of the world.  He’s never tasted death, never watched one parent disappear while the other decayed.  The world has not yet made him hard, has not honed the sharp edges of his mind into razors and armored spikes.

  • This time around, when they’re all standing around arguing in Cassie’s barn, Marco becomes first the one to agree with Tobias.  “Think about it, man,” Marco says, grinning at Jake.  “Turning into animals? Saving the planet? It’s like something out of a comic book.”
    • “Our parents would kill us if they knew,” Jake says slowly.
    • “That’s why they’re never gonna know,” Marco says, laughing.  “How about it, huh?  We rescue Tom, we kick butts, and depending on how that goes we’ll talk more later.”
    • After the mission goes more wrong than they ever could have imagined, after they learn what hell looks like and lose a fight against the being who rules that hell, Marco misses nearly a week of school.  His parents are worried, of course, but neither of them can get a straight answer out of him.  Marco keeps his trap shut, because he knows this much: if Tom could be a controller, then anyone could be.  
  • Still, Marco loves his friends, and he can’t let them face danger alone.  He helps them infiltrate Chapman’s house, and the construction site afterward.  He goes with them to take down the yeerks’ supply ship, grumbling the whole time about how they’re all gonna die.  He rescues Ax, and does his best to stifle the nightmares that follow their encounter with the sharks.  Each time he gets home, he’s met at the door of his house by Eva, who is growing steadily more concerned and doesn’t know what to think of his increasingly-flimsy lies.  
    • He says to Jake, “This is going to be my last mission,” and this time he means it.  They barely make it out of that mission alive, and even then only because of the grace of Visser One (whose human host is a young engineer named Allison Kim) and her ongoing conflict with Visser Three.
    • Marco quits; Jake doesn’t try to stop him.  Marco agrees to stop morphing entirely, and so he walks home—and straight into an intervention.  
  • Eva and Peter don’t know whether Marco has joined a gang, started taking drugs, fallen in with the wrong crowd, or what.  All they know is that the withdrawn silences, the nightmares, and the free-falling GPA are all recent developments.  They have questions, and they’re not letting him get away without answers.  They tell him that they’re here for him, but also that they are going to leave town to go spend some time in Eva’s sister’s cabin in the woods for the next five days, and he doesn’t have a choice in the matter.  
    • “Actually,” Marco says, “five days in the middle of nowhere sounds like the best idea I’ve heard all year.”
    • Even this kinder, gentler version of Marco is still Marco: he watches both his parents carefully for the next seventy-two hours, and can hardly believe the relief he feels when they go that entire time without leaving their tiny corner of nowheresville long enough to access a yeerk pool.  
    • When those seventy-two hours are up, Marco sends a mental apology to Jake (who, although Marco doesn’t know it, is starving out a yeerk of his own at that very time) and then starts answering his parents’ questions.  He tells them where he’s been going lately.  Why he and Jake have missed so much school in the past two months.  What the nightmares are about.  
    • Eva and Peter think he’s crazy at first, because they’re God-fearing suburban Americans who have never once considered the possibility of aliens outside of sci-fi.  They start to listen a lot more closely, however, once he morphs a wolf in front of their eyes and then changes back.  
  • When the entire family gets home and Marco discovers that his best friend spent three days as a controller in his absence, he immediately rejoins the team.  Peter disapproves sharply of Marco continuing to fight.  Eva asks Peter, tears in her eyes, what choice they have in the matter.  It’s not like the human authorities are doing anything to combat the yeerks.  It’s not like they can fight back themselves.  And so they get in the habit of sending Marco out the door (or a window) any time Jake or Cassie calls, always begging him to let them know he’s safe the instant he can.
  • Funny enough, though, they do find ways to fight back. 
    • Eva listens to their description of the Veleek in careful detail, then she loads Jake and Cassie and Marco into the back seat of her sedan and instructs them to take turns morphing.  For nearly six hours she barrels up and down Highway 1 at speeds which leave Marco shrieking in terror at the turns, playing keep-away with the tornado monster until at last Visser Three calls it home in exasperation.  
    • Peter simply hands over his laptop to Ax and asks for help in “fixing” his code for the long-distance communications array.  Ax does one better and helps him design a program which gets them a permanent connection between the andalite home world and Marco’s own living room.  He stops by to call his parents twice a week, and once a month gives carefully-edited reports on the resistance to the andalite high command.
    • At first, Eva nudges Ax into staying for dinner after his twice-weekly calls home, on the grounds that she’s never in her life seen someone eat her cooking with that much enthusiasm.  However, it’s not long before she convinces him to bring Tobias by as often as he can.  It does them a lot of good, even though neither one of them will admit it outright, to have a safe place to get inside when they need it.  
    • Eva doesn’t love it, but she starts doing a lot of the kids’ homework as well.  She always does her best to quiz them on Algebra concepts or history dates when there’s time, but she also understands that sometimes the war has to take priority.
    • Peter installs an air mattress on Marco’s floor on a semi-permanent basis, and gets in the habit of lying to Jean.  Because Jake’s just a kid, at the end of the day, and there are a lot of times at the end of the day when he’s too wrecked or exhausted from yet another mission gone bad to face the thought of lying to his family.  
  • Eva dislikes David right from the moment Marco first brings him home, but she keeps that opinion to herself.  She sits patiently through the entitled little brat asking her where she’s from (implying, of course, that “San Diego” cannot possibly be the full truth) but also tells him that if he even thinks of borrowing their phone without permission she will make him regret it for the rest of his life.  With effort she ignores his repeated attempts to undermine her authority (she’s not his real mom, as he feels the need to remind her constantly) but when she catches him stealing money from Peter’s wallet, she snaps and grounds him on the spot.
    • David immediately morphs into a lion, unsheathing hooked claws as a growl builds inside his throat.  It takes a force of will Eva didn’t even know she had, but she stares him down without flinching.  Cold sweat is running down her back, but there’s not even a trace of a tremor in her words when she orders him to demorph now, young man, in her best Mom Voice.  
    • Miraculously, he listens.  He sulks about it all afternoon, whining to Peter and to Marco (neither of whom is remotely sympathetic), but the fact is that he can’t bring himself to kill a human.  Not yet, anyway.  
    • When David disappears two days later, Eva asks Marco only once what happened.  He tells her in two or three halting sentences, and afterwards she hugs him until he finally stops shaking.  She explains what happened to Peter, and neither one of them ever brings it up again.  
  • Marco’s house becomes the natural convergence point for all their meetings.  It’s only three doors down from Jake’s house, a five-block walk from Rachel’s, and close enough to Cassie’s usual bus route that she has little trouble getting there.  They don’t really converge there for the location, though.  They come for Peter’s willingness to cobble together a fake Bug fighter distress signal on the fly, for Eva’s no-nonsense questions about whether they’re sure it’s a good idea to attack Joe Bob Fenestre’s house before they know what they’re getting into.  They come for the cinnamon cookies that Ax eats by the trayful and the links to forum discussions about the latest yeerk activity.  
    • It might be a cliche, but the truth is this: at Marco’s house they are safe.  And in that small bubble of safety, they have freedom.  The freedom to talk openly about new morphs without fear of being overheard.  The freedom to come and go through the sunroom skylight that Eva leaves open at all times.  The freedom to be vulnerable and scared and not sure where they’re going with this war.  The freedom to be kids, and to ask an adult for help.  
    • Eva talks to Rachel for nearly three hours about her own parents’ divorce, and what it was like to realize she’d probably never see her dad again.  Peter keeps a stock of paperback novels in the living room, never minding when Tobias tends to return them with talon marks in their spines.  Eva teaches Ax how to cook cinnamon cookies and churros, chicken fajitas and western omelettes.  Peter becomes ever more convincing when assuring Walter and Michelle on the phone that Cassie is simply a delight to have around as she and Marco help each other with homework.  
  • Marco kills Visser One, and Allison Kim along with her, one sunny afternoon in May.  Visser Three witnesses the whole thing, not lifting a finger to intervene.  The kids have gotten in the habit of telling Peter and especially Eva absolutely everything, but this is the one thing Marco can never bring himself to tell.  
  • The war ends eventually.  Maybe it’s not better, or worse, than it would have been if Visser One had chosen a different host.  They take longer to figure out how to defeat Visser Three without Eva’s insight to the way yeerk leadership works, but they get there in the end.  Tom dies.  Rachel dies.  James and Kelly and several thousand humans and hork-bajir and taxxons die.  Seventeen thousand yeerks meet a terrible icy death in the vacuum of space; Eva finds out about it later and can’t bring herself to disapprove.  
  • One week after Rachel’s funeral, Eva is watching Marco’s latest NBC segment when she hears a knock on the door.  Muting the TV, she goes to answer it and finds Jake on her doorstep once again.  This time he’s got a backpack over one shoulder and a worn duffle bag with the name of a basketball team that rejected him tucked under the opposite arm.  
    • “Hi,” he says softly, voice hoarse as if from tears.  “Things with my parents are kind of a mess right now, and I was just wondering…”  
    • Eva pulls the door open all the way.  “Of course, honey.  Stay as long as you’d like.”
More stuff from Khorkina’s book

More Khorkina craziness:

-she thinks she was underscored at the 1992 Olympic trials on beam and was really robbed of making the Barcelona Unified team despite being underage lmao

-she thinks she was underscored and should have won vault gold at 1994 Worlds over Gogean

-she thinks the judges should have ignored her step on the landing during the 1994 Worlds bars final because she was young and inexperienced and that she should have won bars gold over Luo Li

-she claims that the Russian and Romanian teams were given longer bus rides/routes in Atlanta to sabotage them so they would be more tired

-she thinks the Americans only won the team gold in 1996 because of the sabotage with the bus thing, a bad crowd, and overscoring

-she says the only reason she didn’t do well in the team final or all around at 1999 Worlds was because of the Chinese equipment being too hard

-she says Produnova was scatterbrained and didn’t care about training, so that’s why she never lived up to her potential

-she thinks people don’t do her eponymous skills because they don’t have the technique or execution

-she thinks that the vault was set too low on purpose to steal her AA gold

-she thinks Raducan would have gotten a bigger punishment for her doping if she were Russian (I think in an earlier chapter she said Kabaeva got a suspension for the same substance while Raducan only had one  medal stripped and didn’t have any suspensions or anything else done)

-even tho she won bars in Sydney, she still thinks the Chinese were overscored on bars and too close to her because they didn’t have the same difficulty, execution, or “emotional impact”

-she thinks Zamo only won floor because she went after Khorkina and scores go up later in the final (lmao Zamo won because her routine was a billion times more difficult, Esther Moya deserved to be ahead of both Amanar and Khorkina ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ )

-Khorkina was being ableist and comparing her limping after injuries to disabled athletes -_-

Some insights into how the atmosphere between the Russian gymnasts, coaches, and federation was:

-the federation was really cheap and got them the worse tickets for 1994 Worlds and they had to train on hard surfaces/not in real gyms for both 1996 and 2000 Olympics

-the gymnasts had their rooms checked for food. pastries and stuff like that were confiscated, but chocolate wasn’t. khorkina always had lots of chocolate so she didn’t get her stuff confiscated.

-apparently before Atlanta some Russian gymnasts were snitching on each other about prohibited foods being in their rooms to the coaches because it would have repercussions and affect their team standing

#Scandals:

-Russian gymnasts would all get really drunk after competitions to celebrate despite being underage. Khorkina once passed out in the plane’s bathroom.

-The father of Khorkina’s son was married. He was cheating on his wife with Khorkina for 8 years and finally broke it off with Khorkina when she got pregnant.

Apply for CBYX!

For those of you who have not heard of CBYX, it is an exchange program between Germany and the United States that is sponsored by the U.S. Congress and German Bundestag. For one year, youth age 15-18 live with a host family and attend German high school. Going the other way, German high school students do the same here in the U.S. Best part is that CBYX is a full scholarship! Sound intriguing? We hope so. We bring this scholarship up now as the deadline for applications looms in the distance–December 1st. In order to arrange the details and finish the app in time, now is the time for action if you want to throw your hat in the ring for this prestigious scholarship.

To help you conceptualize the before, during, and after of being a CBYXer, we asked our social media expert Claire, who completed her year in 2010, to talk with us about her experience.

What made you initially apply to CBYX?

I applied to CBYX for a few reasons. My uncle moved to Germany many decades ago, and I’d grown up hearing this mysterious language being spoken by him and my cousins when they visited. My brother and I would sit with our German-to-English dictionary trying to pick up what was being discussed. That interest combined with a natural sense of adventure led me to favoring the more untraditional path of doing a year abroad in high school and wanting to do it in Germany. Unfortunately, being an exchange student in high school isn’t as common in the U.S. (yet), so winning a full scholarship helped convince my parents and school to support it.

How did you arrange the year abroad with your school?

Arranging a year abroad in high school is difficult if your school hasn’t had a student do it before you. I was the first at my school, and so I had a meeting with my guidance counselor as soon as I could to discuss my options. I suggest bringing materials with you about the prestige of the program, and emphasizing your flexibility. For example, I took online courses for English and History before I left for the year as they wouldn’t be comparable in Germany. I also took the SAT’s abroad as to be on track for applying to college when I returned. Basically, I’d speak in statements with your school about how you will arrange the year rather than coming with questions–as it opens up the door for them saying it isn’t possible or that you would need to repeat a year.

Was it difficult to learn German? Did you speak it before you left?

I hadn’t traveled outside of the U.S. before CBYX, so for me it was shocking to get off the train in Berlin and suddenly everything was in German–signs, announcements, labels. I had two years of middle school/high school German at my disposal which gave me limited vocab to work with. At first, I prioritized what I said because it often required running into a word I didn’t know, which was exhausting. But word by word and day by day my German improved. I was very motivated to learn because with each word I learned my daily life became a little easier and I got to show my true colors a little more. It is a humbling experience to have to lean on people a little more for help speaking or to learn the words for things, but it’s all part of the growing pains of learning a new language and tons of people have done it before you so there is no shame in it.

What was living with a host family like?

I lived with a family in a residential part of Berlin. At home in Pennsylvania, I had a single parent, was the only girl, and was the youngest of four. In Berlin, I was the middle child and had two sisters. The family welcomed me as one of their own, and despite my preconceived notion of all Germans being tall and blonde, I found myself blending in in a family of short brown-haired females. My first day with the family, my host sisters and I played dress up– giggling as we threw leopard print bras over our shirts and wore big clown-like glasses. I knew then that I’d found myself in the right home.

At the same time, it isn’t all easy–nor is your normal family. Living in someone else’s home requires some flexibility to their set routine, and communicating why you do what you do–which your mom doesn’t have to ask because she has seen you since you were born– but your host family has not.

What were the biggest cultural differences you experienced?

As cliche as it is, I was shocked by how blunt Germans were. I was used to a lot of sugar coating and it took a while to appreciate how Germans communicate. I also had to get used to the independence given to people my age, as there was a lot more hand-holding and rules back in the states. In Germany, I was treated mostly like an adult, which was duly awesome and scary as it meant quickly taking on a lot of responsibility. Lastly, using public transport was a big difference from taking a school bus or being picked up in a car by your parents. It put a lot of new pressure on me to know how to get home or remember bus routes and schedules.

How is German school different than American school?

German school was WAY different than an American high school. At least in my school–which was an Oberschule, I ended and started at a different time almost every day, depending on which subjects I had. I had a class of about 20 kids who I had my core classes with and my teachers rotated to us instead of vise versa. Exams made up the majority of my grade rather than homework or participation and exams didn’t include multiple choice but rather short answers and essays. Also, there was no such thing as substitute teachers, rather if a teacher had vacation or was sick, you just didn’t have that class. This said, every school is different, so yours may resemble an American school more.

Is there a “good” year to do it?

I did my CBYX program during my junior year. This is arguably the most tricky year to do it, as colleges are looking closely at your grades and most people take the SAT’s that year. It is definitely possible though and I had no issue graduating or getting into a good college. There are pros to doing CBYX as a gap year between high school and college, in that you don’t have to stress out as much about your grades at your German school and can defer your college acceptance.

Did you get to travel during the year?

I got to travel a lot. Some host families will take you on their family vacations. With other CBYXers living across the country and the abundance of train options, it is easy to visit them too. Additionally, going back to young people being given more independence in Germany, it is not unusual to go with friends to other countries and stay in youth hostels or travel in general without parental supervision.

Have you returned to Germany since?

I have been lucky enough to have returned to Germany several times in the years after my program, and also to have had my host family visit me in Pennsylvania. My host family still refers to “my bedroom” and when I’m back I curl up on the couch eating Erdnussflips with my host sisters and watch German soap operas like no time has passed. There are certainly still things about Germany I don’t understand and words I haven’t learned yet, but CBYX solidified Germany as a second home.

How has having completed CBYX helped you in the years after?

CBYX truly changed my life course, academically and professionally. Seeing an entirely different tax, welfare, and education system in Germany inspired me to study economics in college. I’ve volunteered supporting high school exchange students ever since I returned to the U.S. and have helped choose new generations of CBYXers. Speaking German has connected me with Americans and Germans alike in my city which has been the core source of a lot of my friendships. I also eventually found myself working at the German Embassy, which obviously wouldn’t have been possible without my year living there, the German skills I acquired, and the connections that came out of that. There are people who walk away from CBYX and don’t use their German again or don’t feel the draw to return back to Germany, but if you do choose to keep involved in German relations, CBYX is a very supportive, diverse, and well-connected community.

What advice would you give those applying to or on the program?

The best advice I received was as I was leaving on the airplane. A chaperone told me to “say yes to everything”. This year is a chance to try out a new sport, a new way of talking, a new style, a new way of being–lots of things that wouldn’t be possible or easy back home where everyone knows you. It is a chance to ask questions and expose yourself to new viewpoints. So just say yes. Personally, doing so led me to visiting my first nuclear power plant (I did not know the word for this and said yes anyhow) or to a planetarium show that blasted nothing but Queen (which if you haven’t done before, I highly recommend). I tried cow’s tongue, which is surprisingly delicious on bread, and fell off my bike twice during a community bike tour. I exited my comfort zone more than I stayed in it and came back feeling like I’d lived years within just one. I’d broken outside the bubble of home and gained a new understanding of myself in the process.

If you want more information on applying for CBYX or hosting a student, check it out here: http://www.usagermanyscholarship.org/

LOOKING FOR A ROOMMATE

Hi we’re two married 25 yo nonbinary individuals in need of a roommate in Springfield, IL. We’re looking for:

-someone relaxed and who is fine doing their own thing most of the time
-doesn’t need absolute cleanliness (we’re the type of people who are a bit cluttered but not gross, but we’re also depressed so sometimes dishes pile up a bit. Don’t worry, we’ll take care of it)
-is okay with two cats. We’ll take care of them but you’re welcome to pet and play with them, both are pretty chill
-preferably lgbt

Rent and utilities is $334 at the beginning of the month for the master bedroom. That includes electric, water, gas, internet, etc. You’ll also have your own bathroom and closet. We’ve got a washer and dryer you can use (but you have to use our dye/scent free detergent because Max has sensitive skin), and we have a parking spot. We’re not on the bus route tho, unfortunately. We also can’t handle smoke (I have asthma and sleep apnea and Max is probably allergic), so if you do, you’ll have to smoke outside.

We’re still interested in being friends with whoever rooms with us. We like video games, crafts, and cooking shows and have a lot of stuffed animals. We don’t have cable/satellite but we’ll share our Hulu.

Please contact either me or @icemakefrog if you are interested so we can get to know each other! We’d prefer you use the IM feature, not asks (since Tumblr still eats those). The room will be available in November, so as soon after that as you’d be able would be great.

Also, reblogs would be greatly appreciated!

EXO as people who rode my bus in school
  • Xiumin: The girl that always eats on the bus even though you're not supposed to. You like sitting next to her because she always offers you her goldfish or something.
  • Luhan: Sassy high school girl who makes funny jokes and makes friends with everyone, but secretly hates riding the bus; counting the days until she gets her driver's liscense
  • Kris: High school boy who sits in the back on his phone the whole time with sunglasses on. Little kids are intimidated by him, but he always helps them out of the back of the bus during fire drills cause he's hella strong
  • Suho: High school girl who sits in the front of the bus to help the bus driver with the younger kids; helps the substitute with the bus route
  • Lay: Kind hearted kid who obeys the bus driver and sits quietly in his seat either doing homework or working on his art project
  • Baekhyun: Girl who listens to music so loud you can hear it five seats in front of her and five seats behind her
  • Chen: The kid who made the bus driver stop the bus in the middle of a fricking corn field like five times because he was screaming too loud
  • Chanyeol: Late high school guy in a crap ton of sports; all the younger girls on the bus secretly have a crush on him
  • Kyungsoo: Middle school girl who literally will not let anyone sit with her. She either pretends to be asleep or says she had too many bags.
  • Tao: Little girl who has an iPad at six years old and goes on Snapchat with her friends the entire bus ride
  • Kai: Little boy who runs his toy cars along the window sill, gives all the pretty high school girls flowers
  • Sehun: That one 8th Grader who keeps trying to sit in the back with the high school kids but always gets kicked out

anonymous asked:

So in elementary I took the bus to and from school. We were horrible little gremlins. The school year wasn't even half way done and we went through seven *SEVEN* bus drivers. School resorted to hiring someone who used to serve in the army. We broke her too.

My bus route was voted the easiest because none of us talk to each other

Aphrodisiac pt 2

Originally posted by melanielovesgaysempai


Description :  You finally meet with the man who’s in love with the taste of your blood. Needless to say he wasn’t what you’d expected.

Pairing : Jin x reader

Word Count : 2,356

a/n : It took a long ass time, the writer’s block was real. But here’s part 2. Special thanks to @themansdemsuga for the much needed assistance.

part one

“… a mutual agreement between two parties, a human and a vampire, in which the human donor supplies the vampire with a fresh supply of blood for consumption on a regular basis, which may differ with each individual based on the personal preferences of the vampire and the health and willingness of the donor. There are two main ways in which this blood supply may be given.  The first is when the donor comes to the clinic and has his or her blood extracted by a nurse, after which it is bagged and delivered to the vampire. This is the method that is preferred by most donors, and is recommended,in the early stages of the contract. However, as time progresses and the donor and vampire become familiar with each other and develop a relationship, they may switch to the second and more, intimate, method which involves the vampire drinking directly from the body of the donor, which in most if not all cases will trigger a strong, if not overwhelming, sexual desire within ….”

You averted your eyes, effectively preventing yourself from reading the rest of the article you had found in the midst of one of many searches you had conducted in the week since you’d spoken to Dr. Choi. It still seemed a little weird that someone wanted to pay money ( a lot of it from what you’d read) to drink your blood, as if it was some fine wine or some shit like that. It made you… curious? Intrigued maybe. It’s probably what lead you to giving the clinic permission to give Mr. Kim, as you’d discovered his name was, your number so that he could contact you to discuss this whole thing.  You had so many questions. There were things that the articles didn’t explain or clarify on. 

Despite how skeptical you were, you needed the money that he would give you. You had searched and still hadn’t found a job. All the places within a 3 mile radius that hired students had either hired enough persons already or weren’t accepting applications. If this didn’t work out you were screwed. You’d exhausted all of your emergency savings and you were already paying off a loan from the bank. Even if you managed to somehow miraculously get a job, you doubted that the pay would allow you to keep paying for your tuition, the loan and the rent for the apartment. Even though it was in the more, run down, side of town and it wasn’t necessarily the safest place, (you were reminded of the fact every night when the sound of sirens were almost constant), it was still a roof over your head. 

Once again, you seriously contemplated dropping out after this semester finished, since you already paid for it. You grunted and rolled over, pressing your face into your pillow at the thought. Tears pricked the corners of your eyes out of sheer frustration, you bit into the flesh of your bottom lip in an attempt to hold them in but they still spilled over, and you were just too tired to even try holding them back after that. You’d always been a stress crier… and an ugly one at that. 

Sadly, your little pity session was cut short by the annoying sound of your ring tone. 

“Hello?”. You winced at the sound of your voice as it came out rough and thick, breaking a little at the end.

“Y/N?”, the unfamiliar voice at the other end of the line questioned.

“Yes”

“Hello, my name is Kim Seokjin.” You shot up in the bed at that, your swollen eyes widening as much as they could.

“Oh,” you stuttered, clearing your throat in an attempt to sound less depressing.”Hello Mr. KIm”

“I was calling to see if we could discuss things, but it seems I may have caught you at a bad time” 

“No! No it’s nothing really. It’s nothing for you to concern yourself with.”

He was silent for a second like he was considering your words before he sighed.

“Y/N I know you’re new to this whole contract business, so I don’t blame you for not being familiar with how it works. So I’m going to tell you. If you are serious about agreeing to this, the moment you sign that contract, I become responsible for your well being. It’s my job to make sure you’re at your best, be it emotionally, physically or mentally. So if you have a problem, it automatically becomes my problem as well. Regardless of what it is”

You dug your teeth into your bottom lip. As if you weren’t enough of an emotional train wreck without him saying this.

“So with that being said, would you like to meet with me for coffee today? We could talk about everything. How does that sound?“. It took a while for your mind to process the question. His voice had a strangely calming effect over you. All the anxiety you had felt had melted away, leaving your mind blissfully numb. 

“It sounds good. Where should we meet?”. You listened as he called the name of a shop you knew well and thankfully, one that was on your regular bus route so you wouldn’t have to walk too far. 

Even after he hung up you sat staring at the phone for about 5 minutes. For some reason he had you feeling abnormally giddy inside. Staring  at your reflection in the mirror across from you it dawned on you that you were meeting him in an hour and your really did look like shit. Your eyes were bloodshot and your face was swollen, your hair was on tangled mess of stubborn curls. You hadn’t been planning on leaving your house for the rest of the week so you decided to just leave it. Now the decision was coming back to bite you in the ass.


Miraculously, you’d made it there 5 minutes early. It had taken 20 minutes, lots of water,conditioner, baby oil and 2  wide toothed combs but you’d made your hair look appropriate enough to leave the house. You didn’t have any makeup so you’d washed your face, slapped on some moisturizer and hoped for the best.

You sat there waiting anxiously, pulling at the stray stings on the hem of your blouse. You had no idea what he looked like. Two men had walked in already and all 2 walked past you, and you just felt like they weren’t him.

The minute the clock on the wall struck 3:30 the chimes above the door tinkled as it opened again. You looked up, your mouth going dry instantly. The first thing you saw were legs, long and lean until they met strong, slightly muscular thighs hugged by a pair of slim fitting black jeans. Your eyes trailer higher, skimming over the black turtle neck that hugged his slender torso and broad shoulders. By the time you’d made it to his face it was like the entire cafe had gone dead silent behind him. Or maybe you’d just gone deaf as your mind tried to take in his intricate features. His pale skin contrasted with the bright pink of his plump lips and the delicate pink that dusted his cheeks. A gasp got stuck in your throat as his eyes locked on to yours, crinkling bit at the sides as he smiled discreetly and glided towards…you? 

“Y/n?”

You blinked up at him, finally registering that he was standing in front of you with  an elegant palm outstretched for you to shake. You cleared your throat, awkwardly stuttering out a greeting as you slid your small hand into his larger one.

You inwardly cursed yourself. You hadn’t even met him for a full minute and he probably already thought you were a nitwit. When he sat down you wiled yourself not to gawk at him, opting for observing the grooves in the table before you. He was good looking enough from a far, but up close he was breath taking. 

“You know you will have to look at me at one point or another”

You tore your eyes away from the table to look at him, your timid gaze meeting his unwavering one. His head was tilted slightly and he was giving you a soft smile that had your heart pounding harder than it already was. It felt like you were on the verge of going into cardiac arrest. A nervous chuckle spilling past your lips.

“Sorry, I guess I’m just really nervous”

“I can hear that. Your heart sound’s like you’re about to go into cardiac arrest. You have no reason to be nervous.” You held back a snort at his words.

“If the roles were switched right now you’re telling me you wouldn’t be nervous? Not even a little?”. 

“Got me there. I hope that once we discuss it you wont be as skeptical about…”

“I’m not skeptical. I want to do it”. The words came tumbling out of your mouth before you could stop them and you were this close to just throwing yourself out into the oncoming traffic. The smile on his face faltered. Shit… he probably thinks you’re desperate. Well you are, but he doesn’t have to know. 

You gnawed on your lip in the awkward silence followed your outburst. It maybe lasted for a minute but to you it felt like an hour. He was the first to break it, with a heavy sigh as he clasped his hands on the table, leaning forward.

“Y/N,I don’t think you understand the full extent of what you’re getting yourself involved in. It’s not just something you can just agree to. I’m aware that this is your first time doing this and walking into this blind is like walking out into the middle of the freeway during rush hour and waiting for a car to run you over.”. 

“ I know that Mr.Kim but…” you trailed off as you felt your voice wavering. You really weren’t in the mood for anymore crying. Even more so to breakdown in public and especially in front of him. 

Your breath hitched as his hand reached across to encompass yours, giving it a reassuring squeeze. 

“Even if I knew everything about this and I had my doubts I’d still agree. Because I have no choice. If I don’t agree to this I literally have nowhere else to turn that doesn’t involve me getting arrested. I have no money and no parents. I’ve lost my job and it’s become harder and harder to keep myself afloat. I used the last of my savings to pay for my tuition and I don’t know where the next dime is coming from. My only other option is to drop out of school. I don’t want to do that and the only way I can keep myself going is by agreeing to whatever terms and conditions are on this contract regardless of how I feel about them. That’s just how it has to be.”

Somewhere in the middle of this the tears had started again and you couldn’t even be bothered with trying to stop or wiping them away. You just closed your eyes and let them flow freely. 

After a while you felt him dabbing at your face with a napkin. You were sure you looked like some preschooler, face swollen and tear streaked with snot running from your nose. But you were too tired to even try preserving whatever semblance of pride you had left.

“You probably think I’m pathetic right now,” you stated, hating the way your voice came out small and broken. 

“I don’t think you’re pathetic. Not in the slightest.”. You perked up at that,realising he was telling the truth when your eyes met his.

‘Y-you dont?”

“Not in the slightest. I think you’re exhausted, Mentally, physically and emotionally. And it’s time you had someone to worry about you for a change. I’d like to be that person. But I can’t let you to agree to anything unless we talk about it and change anything that makes you uncomfortable and then we’ll take it from there.”

 You probably shouldn’t have but before you could even process what you were doing you were reaching across the table and hugging him. His entire body stiffened up and his breath stuttered to a halt. You pulled back immediately apologies tumbling from your lips. You felt even worse when you saw how tightly his fists and jaws were clenched.

When he opened his eyes you were stuck between wanting to run or stare. They were a deep crimson colour that faded back to a soft brown after he blinked a few times.

“I apologize if I’ve frightened you. that doesn’t usually happen. It’s just that your scent was a bit overwhelming. I’m not used to it just as yet so for now don’t get too close to me ok?”

You swallowed thickly, calming down a bit as you nodded, filing  the information away. You realised that he was right, there were a lot of things you didn’t know about vampires and would be really dumb to just dive in.

You were going to apologize again but you were cut short by the embarrassingly loud grumbling of your stomach. You really just wished the ground would swallow you up.

“When last did you eat something,” Seokjin queried, his brows furrowing. God, if that sinkhole didn’t open didn’t up soon you’d start digging one yourself.

“Maybe, possibly … last night”

“What did you eat?”

“… ramen”

He gasped like you’d told him that you’d committed some crime, before he rose up from his seat and indicated for you to get up. 

“That’s unacceptable. Come with me”

“Wait where are we going?” you asked, cursing your feet as you stumbled a bit as you followed him outside into the cool evening air.

“I’m taking you to dinner. I can’t have you thinking ramen is a full meal forever.” 

The Good Doctor episode pipes 1st note

I swear to you Shaun Murphy’s greatest rival on this show so far, not only is the terrible surgeons that treat him horribly but is that goddamn bus route that he takes every morning. A bus should not be late consistently, that’s the only consistent thing about this goddamn bus.

Ssamba’s Blog Post 3/17/17

Hello, this is Ssamba. ^^
Are you guys doing well? It looks like the weather has been getting better lately. Spring is slowly creeping up on us~
Due to the nice weather, I went to Jejudo with my mom. I left on Tuesday, and I came back yesterday afternoon hehe
I had a lovely time sightseeing.
My mom’s hometown is Jejudo. So I’ve always wanted to visit at least once with her.

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