i couldn't go a day without you

this is random but i feel like i have a moral obligation to promote these fics on more than just my sideblog sooooo if any of you enjoyed Captive Prince, you NEED to go read a few fics right this second, okay? okay.

  • Love of the Second Star (this one is complete now yay)
  • The Veretian Flytrap (a wip that updates every couple of days and has been literally murdering me for a month straight)
  • Touch You (this is a wip by the author of Love of the Second Star and it’s updated twice so far, but i can tell it’s gonna kill me)

these fics are honestly amazing and i’m gonna spend the rest of my days pondering how i can convince these authors to write larry fics too. 😈

OKAY? okay, thank you for your time and you’re welcome for reccing these fics. they will truly change your life for the better. 🙌🏻

pvtdoughnuthole  asked:

Valentines day date? Yuri X Viktor

“How many years is this, now,” Yuuri teases, as Victor sits across from him in a restaurant. 

“Hmm?” Victor asks, looking up from his meal. 

“How many Valentine’s Days have we spent together?” Yuuri clarifies. 

“Only a couple more than the years we’ve been married,” Victor smiles. They both know how long that’s been: it’ll be 15 years later this year. 

“Hmm, really?” Yuuri asks, tapping his finger against his lips - a habit he’s picked up from Victor. “Because I specifically remember a couple years that we were both away at a competition or another, or on a business trip where we missed it.”

Victor frowns and thinks for a second. Perhaps there were. “But we always made up for them,” Victor nods. 

“We did,” Yuuri grins, his eyes sparkling in the candlelight between them. If anything, Yuuri looks more gorgeous than when they first met. There’s a few streaks of silver in his hair to match Victor’s, and he’s got crinkles at the corner of his eyes and lines at the edges of his mouth where he’s been laughing too much over the years. Victor’s proud of those. 

“So it’s probably been right around 15 valentine’s we’ve spent together, then,” Victor says. Probably less. Which seems a shame because any chances he’s missed to dote on Yuuri seems like a waste. Even after all this time, there is no one else Victor would rather be sitting with. Whether it’s Valentine’s Day, some rainy day in April, or snowy day in December, it doesn’t matter. 

“You’ve got that look,” Yuuri teases, smiling, eyes crinkling at the corners, just the way Victor loves. 

“What look?” Victor asks, even though he knows the answer. 

“The ‘blinded by love’ look,” Yuuri says. Apparently it’s one of Victor’s four main expressions, so Yuuri and Yurio tell him. 

“Is it a problem?” Victor teases. “Are you finally getting tired of it after all these years?”

Yuuri chuckles, because it is absolutely absurd that he’d ever tire of Victor looking at him that way. As if he’s the only one in the world. “No. Never a problem.” He makes sure to say anyway. 

They eat in comfortable silence for a few moments, happy to just be in each other’s presence. 

“So, what did you get me this year?” Yuuri asks finally. “Am I going to come home to a rosepetal-covered bed again?”

“It’s tradition, can’t stop now,” Victor doesn’t deny it. Every Valentine’s they’ve spent together, Victor’s made sure that they’ve had candles, chocolate, and a perfectly-laid-out bed, roses and all. It’s cheesy, cliche even, but the first time he’d done it - the look on Yuuri’s face, and the tears (sorry Yuuri, he’s not going to pretend it didn’t happen, no matter how much he’s asked to) - had told him Yuuri was getting nothing less than that every year. 

“I suppose I’ll have to give you time to light the candles when we get home, won’t I?” Yuuri smiles. 

“As long as you’re not getting tired of it, I won’t stop,” Victor tells him. 

“No, not tired of it. Never. It’s something I look forward to, in fact,” Yuuri tells him. But Victor already knows it. They clasp hands over the table, fingers twined together, Yuuri’s wedding ring glinting from its spot between their fingers. 

They don’t need more than this. Valentines isn’t so much of ‘professing your love’ to them, but rather, just a confirmation of what they feel every day. Mostly, it just gives Victor another excuse to spoil his husband. 

This year, however, is a little different. Although in the beginning years Victor had showered Yuuri with gifts, ranging from stuffed animals to cars (which he’d been told was too extravagant), as they’d grown older, all they needed to be happy was a night out together, no distractions, and an evening to themselves, no lavish gifts. But right now, there’s a small box in his pocket that seems heavier than it should. 

He knows he’s already married to Yuuri, and they’re still so deeply in love there’s no point in being nervous about it, but for some reason, there are butterflies in his stomach at the thought of giving Yuuri another ring. 

It’s just a simple vow renewal. It’s been 15 years. That seems like a long enough time to have waited to ask Yuuri to marry him again. He’s surprised he held back on their tenth anniversary, to be honest. Still, he can’t wait to ask. He can’t wait to see the look on Yuuri’s face. Anything for those bright eyes and soft smile.

His other hand that isn’t holding Yuuri’s clenches around the box in his pocket. Maybe later. After a walk around the park. He leans in for a kiss, and Yuuri reciprocates without hesitation. 

“I love you,” he says, and Yuuri smiles. 

“I love you too,” is the easy reply. 

((Sorry, for some reason, I just really wanted to write an older-married-couple date? I know that wasn’t in the prompt, so I hope it was alright.)) 


there’s a good reason these tables are numbered honey, you just haven’t thought of it yet // panic! at the disco

theconsultingdramaqueen  asked:

Ok ok but now I'm dying for Obi-Wan's Groundhog Day, 'cause there'd be so much Sad but also shenanigans? Of course he'd try to help Anakin The Jedi Way at first, but that's already failed and he still doesn't know exactly how Palps got to him. Soon the day becomes a Quest to really understand Anakin the way he couldn't during the war, and without fear of fucking up the Chosen One, he's free to use some...unorthodox tactics. Hilarity ensues. Anakin is confused but more likely to just go with it.

Ahhhhh OMG I can’t believe this didn’t occur to me before. Obi-Wan’s Groundhog Day would ALSO be fantastic (and, just a guess, he might not need QUITE as many re-dos as Anakin to get it right, hahaha.) And while hilarious, it could totally also end up being Moving and Sweet and Full of Feels because, as you say, he’d realize eventually that in order to figure out WHY it all fell apart, he has to really get into Anakin’s occasionally doofus-y brain. And then they both end up understanding each other better and everything is sweet and adorable and everyone lives Happily Ever After. 

I feel like Anakin’s going to be so disoriented during some repetitions of this day, though, because like…he’s GLAD Obi-Wan wants to spend all this time with him all of a sudden, but it’s also kind of weird that he showed up the second Anakin woke up this morning and he hasn’t left his side all day? (Oh, the FACE Palpatine makes when Anakin shows up at the opera WITH Obi-Wan, who has INSISTED on coming along and refused to take no for an answer. Not only has Skywalker shown up with That Boyfriend Palpatine Hates, but Obi-Wan also keeps shushing him every time he tries to start talking to/brainwashing Anakin. Anakin just shrugs helplessly: “He really is a big fan of the opera, Excellency.”) 

Obi-Wan 10000% spends at least one day drunkenly telling everyone at the Temple what he really thinks of all of them. One day where he gives in to all of his most flirtatious tendencies and runs off romancing his way across the Galaxy and/or dramatically sweeps Anakin off his feet. And another day handing Maul his own ass with the Darksaber over on Mandalore. Most of the rest of the time he’s dutifully trying to fix the universe, but even Obi-Wan needs a day to indulge once in a while. 


[Jihoon:] I also bought you a present, and I’m pretty sure you’ll love it!

[Bonnie:] A present? :o What did you get me?

[Jihoon:] Shh. It’ll be waiting for you when we get home in the evening, sweetheart. :)

Happy birthday to one of my favorite people in the world, @cafewoozi​! I’m sorry that I couldn’t include much else in this since I’m super busy, but I didn’t want to let your birthday pass without giving you something “hand made”, heh~. I hope you spend a well-rested day filled with happiness and joy in the company of your most loved ones. Thank you for being a part of my life and thank you for your friendship, one that I cherish with all my heart and soul. Here’s to many more birthdays and don’t forget to invite me as the maid of honor to yours and Jihoon’s wedding, thank you. I love you Bon. :’) x 

Update time

Hello everyone! I feel as though it’s time to offer up an update and tell you all how I’ve been and where I’m heading.

First off, I just want to thank all of you for going through this grad school journey with me. I remember the day I made this blog, sitting around waiting for a seminar talk to begin on a Friday afternoon in January 2013. I have no doubts in my mind that I could not have made it through without this blog and all of you. This community has been one of the best parts of grad school for me. Knowing that I wasn’t alone has helped me do everything I needed to do to be successful. You all helped me keep my sanity, laugh at the good times and the bad, and hold my hand through every new experience.

This Saturday I graduate. I picked up my gown and hood and everything today, and I’ve been on the verge of tears ever since.

I’ve got offers for part-time faculty teaching positions in my department through the summer, and then I’m joining our occupational therapy department in the fall. I know it may sound strange, but I am more than thrilled to be able to work in a cadaver lab again. It was so nice to be welcomed into a department and be told how qualified and amazing I was, and that they wanted to get me before someone else could recruit me. I was selected because of my qualifications, and not because of some political departmental move. 

I am so happy. 

So for now, as things trickle down and I wrap up projects and papers, my posting on here will probably slow down. I will post things as they happen and become relevant, and I will be as sad to leave you all as I am my research lab!

I would still like to provide any advice and knowledge I have to you all, so if you have thoughts or concerns, keep them coming! Also, I would love to give shoutouts and love to the whole gradblr community, so if you have a blog you’d like me to promote, just let me know! And if anyone is interested, I may even post my personal blog so you all can keep up with me through life!

This is not goodbye, I will never say goodbye. I will let you know if there are new blogs to come, but for now I want to keep the love and support going in this wonderful gradblr community! So thank you all again. You will forever hold a remarkable place in my heart.



Week 1, day 7

Finally home.

And finally finished! The first week was definitely a challenge to myself, and while it was hard I’m happy with how it worked out. I’ll be posting a full version with all of them at the end of the month, and I’ll do the same (in separate posts) with the other weeks. I won’t be doing one a day for the other weeks, but I’ll definitely put out more than one per week. Hope you guys enjoyed them!

Day 1, Day 2, Day 3, Day 4, Day 5, Day 6


After much deliberation I have made my decision. I’ll start out by saying I’m not leaving Tumblr, honestly that would allow this anon/anons to win and I just can’t stand that. Now that that’s out there, I am going to take a couple days for myself. I’ll still answer askes/messages but everything else will be on hold. And when I saw a couple day I really mean a couple days. I feel like everyday I spend away from here is a win for the anon. Also I have made the decision to leave anon on. Now some of you are probably sitting there thinking I’m crazy, but I feel like it’s unfair to take that away from everyone just because a small group of people. I’m sure I’ll receive more hateful messages but that’s ok because I have that all power thing called the delete button. Hateful anons have done a lot of damage to our family as of lately and it needs to stop. And now I want to spread a message of love to all of you. I saw all the reblogs and the outpouring of love and support. At first I’ll admit I was surprised. One I didn’t think that many people cared and I guess you could say I had lost a lot of faith in the Spn family. But that faith and love has been renewed. So thank you, I love each and every one of you from the bottom of my heart and all of your messages of love and support made today a lot easier. And now I have a message for you anon, I could fire back with anger and I could fire back with hate but I’m not going to. All I can say to you is I hope you get help, I hope you find whatever is missing in your life that has caused whatever pain. I won’t wish bad things on you I just hope that maybe you can learn from this and maybe consider that there is a human being behind each and every blog you attack. Now that I’ve said that back to my lovely followers. I love all of you and can’t tell you how much I appreciate your support, it has meant so much to me. ❤️❤️❤️

ever since that night that i woke up in the middle of the night to pee and found a spider in the bathroom… my life hasn’t been the same. now i can’t go to the bathroom without being scared, and i don’t really like going at night when i’m half asleep and without my glasses…. for about five days after the Event, i could still see the spider every time i closed my eyes…….. i, it changed me as a person……….. i’m just more, i’m Woke…….. so i’m taking this moment to recognize once more ron’s brave heart………. he was only a kid and he was scared but he followed the spiders…… because he was supporting his friends, because it was important, he wanted to run but he waited until harry was done talking to that fucking disgusting monster size spider………. and then a bunch of big ass spiders were coming for his tiny scared ass but my boy, he faced it all…….. me? i would’ve said to harry “lmao hasta la vista amigo i’m staying in the castle”………. i mean i saw a, probably, teenage spider (cause it wasn’t that big but it wasn’t That Small either) and still, i ran to china as soon as i saw it, for a second i thought i was The Flash, fastest (man) alive barry allen who??????? anyways,,, it scarred me for life………….. it left a mark……. Damn you teenage spider!!!!! damn you!!!!


the christmas invasion aired 25/12/2005. happy birthday, ten ❤︎

Not only did I leave the house without a coat for the first time this year, but I nearly did a Marilyn Monroe after making the mistake of wearing a long, floaty maxi-skirt that has slits to the knee on each side, on a day when it decided it was going to be unexpectedly gusty, catch you by surprise windy kind of day…trust me, no one wants to see my scrawny, bandy legs in all their gangling glory lol

Originally posted by andrewcdreamer

Yuta Scenario : [1st] Couldn't let You go like this.

Okay, so this is my first Scenario that I’ve ever made, I do love reading it but (trust me) I can’t write something like scenario very well LOL, Requested by my sister, and I’m going to split it into some chapters. My ‘big sis’ @nctuhohahyes help me by correcting and review my story. without you I can’t post this Scenario Mia! Big thanks! <3 

Song recommendation(s) : 
Bigbang- Day by day 

Originally posted by y-ta

Your boyfriend Yuta was staring at the night sky hopelessly; the awkward moment between you couldn’t be denied. The mini park in front of your apartment was pretty windy today…and neither you neither him wanted to break this silence… This was the first time you and Yuta finally met after the huge scandal he had as a member of the famous boy-group NCT 127 and the leader of a SM rookie girl-group who debuted not too long ago…They were caught at private party at the beach…and it was hard denying it.

Actually you were the leader of the new SM girl-group and unfortunately your 3-year relationship with your lovely Senior-Yuta was exposed not even a year after you debuted. SM didn’t know about your relationship and they tried to deny it, but pictures paparazzi took of you were more than a solid proof you were at least in a some-relationship. Yuta never say anything to his manager and you were afraid of revealing it to anyone too. Even if your group members supported you always from the start, just like all NCT members supported Yuta. You felt bad towards many people, many your fans called you a betrayer but well you knew you they were a right… Because dating someone form a world-wide group would bring so you so much hate…

“Did you eat your lunch?”
“My manager ask me to…”
“Me too..”

Yuta finally tried to break silence, but all you could do was acting stupid and answer him with just a simple sentences pretending you were fine, but dying deep inside.

“You know I always love you, right?” Yuta asked you suddenly.
“I do. And you trust me if I say you that too, right?”  you answered and questioned him the same thing
“I know, I know…” Yuta approached you, holding your hands.

Suddenly, the coldness of spring night was gone.

“Tell me now, what should I tell my manage?” You asked, facing him with teary eyes.
“Tell them we didn’t dating? Maybe we should tell them we didn’t have any relationship…to avoid all this hate?” he said.
“I can’t lie to my fans Yuta. You know that…” you started feeling uncomfortable with the way Yuta was talking to you.

As soon as you finished your sentence, he released your hands, bringing again all the coldness from before, the way he didn’t look into your eyes, hurt you inside…
“Then look at me and tell me if you just want to break up with me, if…” You try to cup his face, but he already slapped your hands.

It felt like the sky fell down onto you, you almost could hear your heart breaking into pieces, although if it was a joke, you couldn’t accept it.. He never hit you that hard on purpose.

“Stop joking, honey…” You started laughing bitterly, hitting Yuta’s chest lightly with your small hands.
“Y/N I’m serious right now…” Yuta stood up, as his voice raised, so high it panicked you.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” You held your tears back, you knew you couldn’t cry in front of him right now, it would only make you look pathetic.

“We promised each other to surpass all those obstacles during our time together, right?  No matter how hard it would be…we would always stay strong…together!” You were trying really hard to make your point without shaking.

“Y/N!! It’s not the right time to keep your promises!!” Yuta started yelling.

“You know I really dislike this situation, right? Can you calm down a little bit?” You stood up and faced Yuta, your voice started shaking, your body trembling…You tried holding his hand but he back away.

“You didn’t get the point!!” Yuta was yelling at you once again; you could swear your members heard his voice from the 10th floor.

“Then what?!! You and I should break up, so I don’t get a lot of hate? Or we should break up because you are worried about your solo album won’t be a huge hit after all this scandal?!”

“Y/N!!! I never want to yell at you like this, but can you please just do what I’m telling you to do?!!!”
“Oh really? You hate yelling at me now?!!! You’re the one who yelled at me first, and you know what, you don’t even have any right to order me what to do or what not to do! ”
“No girl, yes I have… but…”
“Nope, I’m so done with you, tell your manager we are not dating anymore, oh if you want you can tell SM that you and I were just a bit drunk at the party and we had gone a bit overboard… But there was no serious relationship from the start. You tell them that, I don’t care about what you want anymore. Just leave me in peace then.”

Your heart was breaking slowly, you felt deeply hurt, but you had to shut him off because you couldn’t stand anymore his coldness and cockiness. When you turn around to make your way towards the dorm, Yuta grabbed your hand tightly… he couldn’t let you go like this.

“What is it now? Please stop acting like you are feeling sorry…I understand, your fame and you career is much before me…I don’t blame you, but next time when you would get yourself a girl…just don’t promise her a serious relationship. You are such a jerk…”

Your voice was trembling; small tears were falling down on your cheek.  You had to make your point and tell him how much he hurt you…you never expected him acting like he didn’t care about you anymore…after all these year together…

"I don’t even want to talk with you anymore!! Gosh Y/N!! Just go! Just let’s go on our own way!! ” He pushed you away really hard, releasing your hand…

You looked back at him, finally realizing how different was from the Yuta you had known; the way he hit you twice today and his angry gaze making you feel miserable…you never imagined him be that scary. With no words left, you run to the building behind you, hurrying to your apartment….

- To be continued -

Three things the signs I know have done
  • Aries: Smoked a cigarette and played with my hair while we listened to your favorite songs / Having random competitions, like who can keep their legs raised the longest or who the best kisser is / Punched and broke a mirror because you hated the way people saw you
  • Taurus: Baked a cake together while we talked about all the things that make us happy to be alive / You argued with people for weeks on end just to defend a friend that you thought was hurt and wronged by them / Calling me in the middle of the night and crying because you felt like you were not worth anything to anyone
  • Gemini: Taking me to a random party and showing off all of your amazing party game skills / Doing your best to cheer your friends up, even though you were also feeling like crumbling down inside / Opening up to me and telling me about all of the things that you never trusted anyone else to handle without hurting you
  • Cancer: Crying about how much you love your friends and how much you wish you knew them earlier / Skipping school to take care of me when you found out I've been sick and alone for days / Having really deep conversations about runes, magic, and meditation over cups of tea
  • Leo: Climbing on top of your car and dancing to your favorite song blasting on the radio / Getting all of your friends to do activities with you, and making sure we all have a good time / Ranting for hours when you felt like you were being replaced by your best friend
  • Virgo: Having long discussions about politics, stars, and whatever else you felt was bigger than us / Watching my favorite movie together, only for you to point out details I've never noticed before / Breaking down from being overwhelmed because you were trying to help too many people with their problems
  • Libra: Gathering your vast variety of friends and introducing us to one another / Riding random buses the entire day to see where we would end up / Always the one to end the fights when your friends were at each other's throats
  • Scorpio: Tried your hardest to cut toxic people from my life, even if it meant burning some of your bridges for me / Talked for an entire day about everything you couldn't tell other people until your throat was sore / You used your friends without them knowing in a complex scheme to get free stuff for them
  • Sagittarius: Taking a walk in the city at 3 am talking about everything and anything that was on your mind / Taking care of your friends after a party, even though you were the one that was partying the hardest / Always having the brightest smile even when everything around you was unbearable
  • Capricorn: Staying with me and ensuring me that everything was going to be ok when I felt like the world was falling apart / Always know what's for the best in the long run, even if it means that you have to cut some ties / Making sure your friends were doing well in school because that was what they needed, despite their protests
  • Aquarius: Sending me letters, souvenirs, and messages from all of the amazing travels you've done / Taking me on a 2 day drive with no destination because you felt like it and wanted to escape / Laughing at something out of nowhere, but never being able to describe what you were laughing at or what made it so funny
  • Pisces: Spending lazy days trying to explain to me how different perspectives make the most ordinary things seem bizarre / Making sure your friends were never suffering as much as you, even if many of them did nothing in return / Having as much fun as your high friends despite being completely sober

A Coliver 2x03 Coda - (ao3)

Lounging back against the pillows, Connor tilts his head to the side and smiles. Oliver’s in the bathroom, disposing of the condom and getting a washcloth, and he’s humming all the while. 

Oliver is humming and Connor’s trying not to find it unspeakably endearing. 

He walks back in the bedroom carrying a washcloth and Connor reaches for it, automatically. But Oliver ignores Connor’s outstretched hand and takes the cloth to Connor’s stomach himself, wiping away the mess. 

The cloth is warm, almost soothing, and Connor relaxes a bit under it. Oliver’s movements are efficient and almost perfunctory but nothing about the gesture feels like simple courtesy. To Connor, it feels like being taken care of. 

Task complete, Oliver glances over his shoulder to toss the cloth into the laundry basket before leaning down to kiss Connor’s stomach. 

He lazily nibbles and pecks up Connor’s chest, kissing the ribs he can find, detouring to circle a tender nipple with his tongue. Connor tangles a hand with Oliver’s and trails a hand down Oliver’s back, lightly scoring the skin with his nails. Until finally, Oliver captures Connor’s lips with his own.

The entire process is effortless and slow. No building pressure or hurried anticipation of what’s to come. Just pleasure, simple, unadulterated pleasure. 

Oliver bites on Connor’s lips just to feel Connor’s smile against his own. Connor angles his head and presses up to take the kiss deeper, almost bruising, because he can. It’s taking the time to revel in skin against skin and lip against lip as their hears beat as one. 

With a final kiss that lingers, Oliver pulls back and rests his arms on Connor’s chest. Settling legs between Connor’s and notching his chin on his forearms, Oliver licks his lips rather obscenely and Connor’s huffs a laugh in response. He absently traces patterns on Oliver’s skin and delights in Oliver’s weight on him. It’s grounding and comforting in a way Connor never expected. 

“Do you need anything?” Oliver asks. 

Connor’s about to shake his head in no when he glances up. Oliver’s got that look in his eye again. That look of devotion and caring and…and love. 

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I can’t tell
If I’m helping us
Or if I’m ruining us.
All I know is that I’ve been
Drunk all week long and I can’t
Seem to go a day without reaching out
To you in hopes that you’ll grab my hand
And pull me back into you arms and never let go.
—  This is me trying
Before You Exit asks
  • Three Perfect Days: Whats the best vacation you've ever taken?
  • Dangerous: If you were to get arrested what would it most likely be for?
  • I Like that: Name 5 things you like about yourself.
  • Heart Like California: Describe your crush.
  • Raindrop: Do you prefer sunny days or rainy days?
  • A Little More You: Name 5 people you couldn't live without.
  • Settle For Less: Who is your dream guy/girl?
  • Soldier: Who do you turn to when you need support/advice?
  • End of the World: You have one day left to live, what do you do?
  • How it's Always Been: Do you have any family traditions?
  • Three Words: Who was the last person you said "I love you" to?
  • Better Off This Way: What's the toughest decision you have ever had to make?
  • Letting Go: What is a bad habit you wish you could get rid of?
  • The Best Thing: What is your happiest memory?
  • Naegi: You led us to victory, Togami. These men and I will follow you to Hell itself. Now, address your people.
  • Togami: I always knew this day would come. Ahem. Fellow Ultimates, we have traveled far, and up many stairs to get to this point. Fighting side by side, plebs and elites, alike. I'd like to take a moment to say that I couldn't have done it without the help of each and every one of you.
  • Naegi: Aww, that's a nice thing to say. Togami: Of course, I'm not a liar, so I'm not going to say any of that.
  • Naegi: Ohhh shit.
  • Togami: I mean, really. I could have done this whole final trial myself. But, to be fair, you did absorb a bit of despair for me, which was nice. You were an adequate meat shield, and no one can ever take that away from you.
  • Naegi: Fuck! FUCK! Shut up! Shut up!
  • Togami: So, for those of you who came in late, and Hagakure playing Bejeweled back there, shoot for the stars! It'll make it more fun when I kick you back into the dirt.
  • Hagakure: You're not better than us!
  • Togami: My sweet ass hair says otherwise.

anonymous asked:

After he left, I couldn't sleep. I was exhausted, but I couldn't rest. He was the only image I saw when closing my eyes. After 49 days without him, I went to my doctor and told her that I was having night terrors and anxiety. I lied. She gave me powerful sleeping medication. I always take too many pills, but it's the only I can sleep without him.

Please go to your doctor and tell her the truth. That way, she can help you out entirely. And remember this, it is unhealthy to depend on pills to sleep. Please stay safe and healthy.

No Help Whatsoever || Rysher
  • Asher: Senior year was finally upon them, and Asher could almost see the finish-line from where he stood. In just a few short months, college applications would start, and he already had quite a few schools in mind that he'd apply to. A few were in New York, but given that he lived in the greatest city in the world, he knew he would inevitably want to settle down there. For four years of his schooling, he wanted to be elsewhere, to experience something new. While most people were feeling the anxiety of a new chapter of their lives on the horizon, Asher simply couldn't relate. Aided by the fact that his relationship with Ryder was still as strong as ever, he doubted anything could try to bring him down. It seemed that life took that as a challenge that afternoon. Right after his science class, he walked to his locker to switch out his textbook for the one he'd need for his AP Government & Politics class, unaware of the jocks that were walking down the hallway in that moment, Ryder among them. It was the loud snickering behind him that caused him to turn towards them, looking around as to what they could possibly be laughing at when he noticed that their gazes were firmly stuck on him. "Can I help you?" he asked despite his better judgement, genuinely confused as to what they could want. "Doubt that there's anything I'd want you to do for me, faggot," one of them said, causing his friend beside him to egg him on with his boisterous laughter. Asher furrowed his brows and couldn't help the way his eyes darted to Ryder, as if waiting to see when he'd intervene. "What did you call me?" he asked, even if he knew he should've let it go to continue on with his day without the ignorance of his peers getting the better of him. "I called you a faggot 'cause that's what you are, cocksucker," the other responded as he took a step closer to Asher, clear with his intention to intimidate him as he stared him down.