I used to work as a telemarketer too, I lasted a week & cried everyday, I went to my boyfriend one lunch & cried while he hugged me. That job made me hate myself. In that one week I didn't make one sale & they fired me before lunch on the Friday, I left straight away without saying goodbye to anyone & fist pumped in the air the second I left the building. I was never happier to be fired in my whole life & what said really brought all that back. The job made me feel dirty and disgusting.
Right? It’s the worst. I was actually apparently doing “well” on my first day by numbers, but I felt awful.
An old lady cried on the phone, telling me she was poor and had nothing to give. We were supposed to keep phone calls that didn’t result in a lead under 3 minutes, so you didn’t waste time on non buyers, figure out if they could be sold and if they couldn’t then don’t waste the time.
I called a woman and she told me that she wasn’t going to buy anything but since she had developed a chronic illness and felt completely isolated from the world that she wouldn’t mind if I stayed on the line and chatted with her. And I did. I talked to her for 38 minutes, then went to lunch and called my then husband and started to cry.
I quit when I came back from lunch and the team lead was confused because I had numbers on the board and so in his eyes I was doing well… But I was dying.
Omg I just read the last Dave fic. And I LOVE it can you please do more continuation. I'm having so many feels right now
Of course I can! I actually had a really good idea for this continuation. But I decided I’m not going to cram it all into one fic, So let me know if you want a continuation. I hope you enjoy! And anyone who can get the reference wins a hug! And later on, I’m basing this off of gravity falls episode! You’ll see in the later chapters!
Tom smiled very big when he saw Marco sitting on his bed in his room. His Marco had come to visit him! Tom jumped and ran towards the human, but stopped a little short when Marco didn’t greet him with the normal hug and kiss. “Mar-Mar? Is everything okay?” Tom asked. Marco stood up and looked over at Tom who tilted his head.
“I don’t love you, I never really loved you.”
Marco looked down at his phone curiously and hung up. “Tom hasn’t answered his phone… again.” He told Star. She shrugged and kept chewing on her wand.
“Maybe go stop by. He’s probably busy fighting with his stupid cousin.” Star complained. Marco sighed and nodded, pocketing his phone and waving goodbye to his friend. He took his scissors from off the table and cut open a portal, stepping into Tom’s room.
He was expecting something normal, like Tom was just busy, but that’s not what Marco got.
Tom was fast asleep on his bed, and standing over him was Dave. “What’s going on here?” Marco demanded. Dave grinned and held his arms out to give Marco a formal hug. But the human made a face and pushed him away. “What is happening here?” Marco asked again, advancing towards him.
“Tom is just resting after what you put him through. I expected more from you Marco.” Dave smirked and crossed his arms.
“What do you mean?” Marco asked. He ran over to shake Tom awake, but the demon didn’t even stir. Marco shook his harder and began to get worried. “What happened!? What is wrong with my Tommy!?” Marco demanded.
“Marco, you came in here and told the poor thing you didn’t love him. He was devastated.” Dave explained. Marco’s eyes widened with shock and confusion. He growled and grabbed Dave by the collar, pulling him forward. “You better explained everything now!” Marco hissed.
“Have you ever heard of a puppet spell?” Dave asked. Marco raised an eyebrow. “My dear Marco, when a human falls asleep or let’s their vessel shutdown, a puppet spell allows me to use you however I see fit.” He grinned.
“Are you saying that when I was asleep, you made my body and voice tell Tom I don’t love him!?” Marco screamed. Dave smiled.
“Correct. You remember our talk, right? I needed his last supporting beam to fall, and you wouldn’t do it, so I did myself.” He explained.
“And why won’t he wake up?” Marco hissed.
“A sleep spell Marco, a sleep spell.” Dave explained. “Oh you should have seen how broken and torn my dear cousin was, I just HAD to help him.” Dave said with a fake tone of sympathy. “My poor cousin was dying of a broken heart, so I offered him a way out. A sleep spell. It puts him in a sleep in which he can control his dreams, making them whatever life he wants. He’ll never wake up, but I really don’t know why he’d want to, what does he have to live for out here?” Dave asked. Marco raged.
“ME!” He yelled.
“Not as Tom knows, he thinks you don’t love him. So I offered him the spell, he went to sleep, and now he’s happy. Dreaming about you and a life you two can spend together.” Dave explained. “Meanwhile, he’s out of the picture, and I have a coronation to attend.” Dave grinned.
“You did this to Tom so YOU could become the heir!?” Marco demanded.
“Yes, why else would I do it?” Dave asked. He picked up his coat and swung it around himself. “You can take him if you want, I have no use for a sleeping demon. There’s no hope of him ever waking up, not while his dreams are as fantastical as he wishes to make them.” Dave explained. “Goodbye Marco, I hope never to see you again. You have school to attend, and I have a kingdom to run.” Dave spoke, and left the room.
“Star! Star I need help!” Marco cried. He was holding Tom in his arms and Star shot up out of her seat.
“What happened!?” She cried.
“A sleep spell, Dave cast a sleep spell on Tom and I don’t know how to wake him up!” Marco was near tears. “He-he used a puppet spell to make me tell Tom I don’t love him! And then-then-” Star cut Marco off. She understood what happened. All she really needed to hear was that first part and sleep spell. It was clear Dave used it to get Tom out of the way, by breaking his heart. “How do I wake him up!?”
“We don’t.” Star said, with a face that made her seem nauseous. “We can’t. His dreams are =… his dream! Anything he wants he can have and in this case… he wants you. That was something taken away from him in the real world.” Star explained. “He’s not gonna want to wake up and even if he did… I have no idea if there is any possible way to reverse a spell this strong.” Star finished.
Tears pooled up in Marco’s eyes and he held onto Tom tightly. “Please! We have to find a way!” He sobbed. Star held still for a long moment before the hearts on her cheeks turned into lightbulbs and lit up.
“Wait! If we can’t reverse the spell, maybe we can convince Tom to wake up!” Star cried.
“How?” Marco asked, still holding Tom close. Star grabbed her wand and rooted through a chest of magical items. She pulled out two tiaras with purple gems on them. She put on on herself and then put one on Marco.
“We are going to go inside his dream! Talk to the Tom who is conscious in his head and tell him to wake up!” Star told him. “It’s like that movie you’re always croaking about.” She waved her hand and Marco cocked his head.
“You mean inception?” He asked. “That was a good movie!” He defended. Star shook her head.
“No it’s not, and neither is this fanfiction.” Star told him. She lit her wand up and the gems on the tiaras lit up. “Let’s go.” Star told Marco. And with s flash and glittery swirl, the two friends were inside Tom’s dream.
A sigh escaped your lips as you watched him sit mindlessly, eyes staring
at no point outside the glass window of the café. His face was resting against
his palm, expressionless even as you made attempts at conversation to engage
him. However, you knew he wasn’t interested, and for the past few months that
the two of you have spent sneaking out on dates, Kim Taehyung was no longer
interested. Simply put, he was bored.
The two of you sat in silence, the atmosphere neither awkward nor tense.
The sound of the piano playing at the front of the café seemed much louder than
it did when you were visible to the public. Even the fan of the heater buzzing
as it turned made much more of an impact on you than the person who sat across
You wondered what had happened. You wondered when the excitement of being
together had faded. Was it when the cold winter came to extinguish the fire
that kept you both warm when together at night? The wind that blew from the
mountains or the oceans to the city made the days passing by colder than the
I’m going to close my blog. ( not hiatus … so sorry )
There are several reasons but the biggest one is about my mother. She’s suffering serious illness which makes it necessary for me to take care of her.
I love SHINee and I won’t stop loving my boys. But it’s hard for me to keep my blog while taking care of my mom.
Since I made some precious friends here on Tumblr, I was worried sick about closing my blog … I cried a lot … but I decided.
SHINee has you guys but my mom has only me.
Although I’m leaving Tumblr, I’ll be a shawol forever. Thank you so much for having supported me and making my life colorful until today. I’ll never forget the day I found Minho in “ Hello Baby ” who healed my wound caused by my baby’s death. I’ve been really happy to fangirl with you all.
Again, I’d love to say this … Thank you and I love you ♡
Rip to one of my ultimate favourite characters of all time. I’ve grown up with these characters (it’s been 7 years bruh) and it always breaks my heart a bit when they die. I remember season 1 episode 1 when I first saw Glenn and I immediately liked him (especially when they would make him do all the dangerous stuff and he’d freak out😂). As the seasons went on he still remained one of my favourite characters and seeing his character development (along with all the other characters) made him feel like an actual person I knew (ok that sounds stupid but that’s how I felt). I knew the day when Negan would kill him would come as that was a very important part in the comics and I really didn’t want it to happen. But it did and I cried for about 4 days and ate 10 pounds of junk food because of how attached I got to Glenn. Sorry this is pretty long and serious I just wanted to say a proper good bye to an amazing and loved character. Goodbye Glenn and thank you Steven for making this amazing character come to life ❤️
Ps I ugly cried while I typed this
T_T *gross sobbing* This is your fault! I can't stop crying! Garak could've had BOTH! FUCK DAMMIT! *screaming* Fuck, I can barely do bleak, sad endings like this, it's fucking beautiful but... FUCK. For the health of my feels, I'm HC'ing that the letter was missent early, like that other 'goodbye, I love you' letter prompt you wrote for Garashir a while back. B/c I'm an emotional weenie, so for now I think I'm gonna go read some Fluff to resuscitate the pieces of my soul, so great job. *weeps*
I cried too, so I can relate.
I’ll write some fluff soon to make up for that heaping pile of emotional wreckage. And I’ll save my own thoughts of the ending for myself because your view is far more optimistic than mine was.
“Why are you not coming with me?”, Sehun asked you while pacing in front of you.”Sehun, I can’t just leave everything like this and travel with you and your parents, who are pontecially dangerous”.”But you’d be with me”.”I can’t Sehun”.”What do you want to come with me?”, he asked while placing his hand on the book that you were reading, you slapped his hand away, “nothing, why do you keep insisting?”, “we’ve traveled together so many times before”, “yeah, but now it’s different”, “how so?”, “now your parents think we’re dating”, “there’s not gonna have that much difference”.
“Y/N! At least for the weekend! You can get back on monday”, you looked at him considering it while he tried to ask cutely, but falling it while he shaked you, “Sehun! Oh my god, stop it! You’re such a kid, seriously.I’ll talk to my parents”, he stopped immediately and smiled “I knew it”, “uhum, sure”, “what’s wrong with you today? you’re all intelectual”, he said while grabbing your book.
Starco Week #2 -Last Goodbyes- ✩ Inktober Day #4
A piece I did at school. Honestly, their pose looks weird. Marco’s trying to avoid star because he’s trying not to show his feelings. He’s trying to be strong but it just makes him seem cold. And star tries to prevent him from leaving. I almost cried while making this.
In another life we had time. Three weeks didn’t turn into three days within the blink of an eye, he wasn’t going to college and I wasn’t moving. I never cried into his chest when he told me he would never forget me, and how special I was to him. His arms didn’t hold me tighter when I told him that I didn’t want to ever let go. His eyes never fell when he realized that would be goodbye for quite sometime. The letter he gave me didn’t make my heart feel like it was going to fall out of my chest. I don’t lay in my bed wishing that his arm was holding me tight while the other brushed through my hair. He doesn’t send me messages saying how he wishes things had turned out differently, and in our favor. My best friend doesn’t have to hold me while I sob into her shoulder about how much I miss him. His mother didn’t tell me she would still love me no matter the distance or trouble we got into, and we had all the time in the world for things to go our way.
But that’s not how life works. There’s no parallel universe that I can jump to where things will be different. In this life he was gone before I could even finish falling for him, and I’ll never know how things would have turned out had we gone down different paths.
can’t stop thinking about everything we could have been