i would be peeing all the damn time

The night starts with a big, spicy Philly cheese steak. It’s about 6pm. I’ve been wanting to try the cheese steak from this corny, 50’s retro place for a long time. I gobble down the big greasy bowl of meat, hot sauce, and cheese, then head to the coffee shop for my weekly draw group. A little after I get home, about 10pm, a stomach ache comes on. “Damn, guess spicy foods are out.” I’ve been getting stomach aches every time I have spicy Thai or hot wings. I google search about spice pain- possible stomach ulcer? “I guess I have been stressed lately, but no more than usual I don’t think…” File under “Will investigate further later.“ According to the comments on this health website, a glass of milk will help. Gulp one down, go to bed.

Wrestle to sleep for about an hour. Realize the ache is just over the required pain threshold to keep you from sleeping. Do some work on my comic, more tired, but stomach worse. Will play batman until I fall asleep. I feel like I’m just running in circles… How many times have I failed this mission? Batman, batman, stomach now hurts too bad to enjoy an active task like video games. Deliriously tired. Would be great to sleep through the rest of this abdominal temper tantrum. Try the old “hot shower will make you sleep” trick. Take some Pepto-Bismol, and some generic acetaminophen. Out of the shower, hurts to walk around now, and to lie down. Guess I’ll have to wait it out with my eyes open. Call and leave my Doc a message, maybe will get a spot in there tomorrow. Need to get that ulcer discovered… Time to enjoy a passive task like watching TV. Breaking Bad feels like the right mixture of funny and painful, just like me and my burning spice belly. Damn, I can’t even enjoy that part where during Hank’s interrogation of that meth head, Wendy, she accuses Hank of trying to buy sexual services from her on behalf of an underage “football player” (a misunderstanding involving Walter Jr. from a few episodes before). Oh hell. Time to look up what time emergency medical clinics open. Guess I’ll have to pay out of pocket since I can’t wait for my Doc tomorrow.  It’s about 4am now. Earliest clinic opens at 8. Now hungry again, but can’t eat what with all the pain. One hour down. Man, this is really starting to hurt. Can I really wait 3 more hours? Sitting is starting to hurt as much as lying and standing. And I’m still not enjoying TV. Okay, I’ve come to a decision…. 

“Hey, Kayla, my stomach still hurts, I’m thinking about driving to the ER, do you wanna come?” “Oh! Ya, sure. What time is it?” “It’s 5:30”. I  call the hospital “Hey, I’ve had a pretty bad stomach ache all night, I’m thinking of coming by.” Operator: *long pause* “Haha, well, okay! We’re open all night, so just come on in.” 

Driving with a stomach ache is not so bad, because you’re already hunched over. Wish Kayla could drive, but she doesn’t really know how, probably would have a panic attack and would definitely crash. Interesting that they have ER parking, I wonder how many ER patients drive themselves here… All bodily positions hurt my insides now, signing in to this place sucks. Give Kayla half the paperwork to fill out, glad she’s here, or this would be really boring. Man, they sure take a long time for someone trying to get into an empty emergency room… Signing in with a nurse, she ask me my height and I say “ ‘5’’8”, but I notice she puts down “ ‘5’’7”… They want to look at my pee, they always want to see my pee. I pee, no blood, so whatever that tells them means I’m getting an ultrasound first. Then a young nurse named Ken, a cool Asian dude with screws through both ears, squirts so much morphine into my IV that I lean back and audibly say “oh my god.” I feel it ripple like a shock wave from my arm down to the ends of my body. My belly is feeling alright now. 

The ultrasound technician tells me that babies are the least common thing she uses ultrasounds for. My joke has fallen flat. Back in the room, the doctor and his manila folder tell me “Good news! No gallstones, there are kidney stones inside your kidneys, but since they are inside, you shouldn’t be feeling the pain from those.” “Wait, does that mean I have to pee those stones out at some poin–” It is not discussed again. Seeing that neither organ has the appropriate stones, Doc would “rather not expose me to more radiation than necessary” and is working on discharging me. But, “I won’t leave here without a diagnosis.” 

In I go to the CT scan tube. That hot squish of contrast dye spreading through my veins. “Okay, we’re moving you into a room upstairs.” Says a hippy technician. Upstairs in my sweet and swanky single with couch, a person I’m pretty sure is just a businessman disguised in medical scrubs types on a computer. He takes down my answers to what seem like pre-surgery questions. “Do you have anybody specific on file in the event you are medically unable to yield consent  for yourself?” This, combined fact that they won’t feed me, makes me wonder what it is I’m going into surgery for. I saw this same thing about a year and a half ago with the whole brain debacle, but that’s a story for another time. Several medical people dip in, sprinkle breadcrumbs of information; it’s like a game show challenge that combines a scavenger hunt with a jigsaw puzzle. You have to gather the pieces of information from their hiding places, then assemble them in the correct order to reveal an answer. A tech comes in and spoils the game, “You seem to have a lot of questions, so I just want to make sure, you know you have appendicitis right? We’re about to take it out.” “Thank god,” I think. “It’s not the spicy foods. Spicy foods are still in.” Downstairs, in pre-op, I complain to my plain-clothes surgeon about how analog tests like pressing on my stomach are remarkably inaccurate, since a doctor’s subjective interpretation of my poor description of say, “the pain is slightly higher” can rule out appendicitis, the same appendicitis that a machine might spot an hour later. I tell him that I almost got sent home. My surgeon tells me he’s been doing analogue tests for 30 years, and not to worry about it. I start to tell him how “my deadpan reaction to pain also causes a lot of people to misdiagnose me, that a lot of people laugh when I describe how I’m in pai–”, but he walks away in the middle to get dressed for surgery. The operating room has big TVs and lights, it looks like a set, and I consider the possibility of fake hospitals as the anesthesia takes the wheel.

In the recovery area, the nurse tells me how big, inflamed appendixes can be agitated by spicy foods, foods high in fat, and dense foods like heavy cheese. I see an image of a spotlit cheese steak appear in a black void. Nurse feeds me ice chips and tells me she craves ice chips when she’s dehydrated. I suggest that she only craves ice chips because she works in a hospital, that ice chips are too unsatisfying a thing to crave at random, and that most people would just crave water. She agrees. Back upstairs in my room, it is now 8pm, and it has been 26 hours since I’ve eaten. I’ve been hydrated only through IV’s. The driest mouth and the clearest pee. Because the lingering anesthetic can cause nausea and vomiting, they will only give me jello. I go nuts on the jello. They continue to give me every jello I ask for, one at a time, like a test. Way past where I though the cutoff point would be, the nurse tells me “That’s it! There’s no more jello! You ate all the jello on this floor.” You’re damn right I did, you’re damn right….

I literally just yelled at a plant?

Okay so I have this little tree thing in my room, and I gave it some water, and I guess a little too much water (the water was in a gallon jug, so I don’t have to keep filling up a bottle whenever I need to water my plants) and it’s in a dish to catch the water it doesn’t need. WELL, it literally started pouring out the water and it actually looked like it was peeing?? Well it started running down my dresser onto the floor where I have a wreath sitting there for now, so I started getting mad. So water keeps coming out of the pot and I’m scrabbling to find a cup to catch the water in and the only thing that didn’t have anything in it was a mini crystal/glass cauldron, so I put that where the water was dripping and I put it up to the dresser thinking the water would stop coming out, but it kept coming, so I moved everything under the dresser and put the dish there to catch the water, and in the process I lost my balance and kinda fell but caught myself halfway on the floor? All the while I kept yelling at the poor plant to ‘stop peeing damn it’ and I ran and got a towel and was drying everything up (by this time the water stopped dribbling out) and I’m waiting for my stupid class to load so I can’t exactly dry it all right now so I have the towel sitting there, soaking up all the water, and I also apologized to the plant.

Whats wrong with me. Yelling at a plant. Getting mad at a plant. APOLOGIZING to a plant. Like yeah ik they’re living but can they understand English? I mean, negative energy can affect them. Anyways…sorry tree-plant.

anonymous asked:

How would US Papyrus and UT sans deal with an S/O who was a total social media and just plain technology newb (like doesn't even know what memes or hashtags are) and is basically barely understanding society with its "confounded techno lingo" (just wondering since this was literally me up until two months ago)

Undertale Sans

okay so a hashtag is used on twitter…”

“So like this?” you type out a trending hashtag. 

“no no. no space sweetheart. keep it all one word.” Sans patiently explains. 

“That’s stupid. It makes it hard to read,” you complain, but type it out anyway.

“i know, but that’s how it is,” the skeleton shrugs. 

“Are you sure this is how I’ll be able to connect with the teenagers better?”

The skeleton nods, taking your phone. He types out the word ‘memes’ on Google and gives you back your phone, explaining the term and the logistics of internet jokes. 

“C-Cash me outside, how about that?” 

Sans snickers and you shoot him a glare. 

“you’re saying it all wrong sweetheart. say it like i do,” Sans explains the proper way of saying it and you throw your phone on the couch in frustration. 

You’re never gonna learn this! How are you supposed to connect with Frisk and their friends now? You feel like a 80 year old elderly person when you’re nowhere near that age. Heck you bed a grandma has more internet lingo than you.

“why don’t we take a break and try again tomorrow? i’m beat,” your boyfriend stretches, pulling you close to him and giving you a kiss on the cheek.  

You grab his wrist and pout, not wanting him to leave just yet, “Sans please, just one more time? I promise I’ll get it.”

Sans sighs and sits back down and continue instructing. Eventually, you and him both fall asleep, your bodies intertwined in such a small space. Your soul flutters lightly during your sleep, appreciating how Sans stayed up just to help you out. You couldn’t ask for a better boyfriend. 

In the morning, the doorbell rings, waking you and Sans up. Oh crap! You overslept! You ask Sans to answer the door while you get ready, brushing your teeth and throwing on a fresh pair of clothes. You meet Frisk and some of her friends in the living room who all greet you with a smile. 

“CASH ME OUTSIDE HOWBOUTDA” you loudly proclaim, believing that you made a good impression on Frisk and their friends. 

Well you made an impression alright. 

Sans howls with laughter, actual tears streaming from his eye sockets, while Frisk and their friends all visibly cringe, one kid can’t even look at you in the eye anymore. The human ambassador smile politely, but you can tell that you just murdered their innocence. 

“(y/n) please don’t ever do that again,” Frisk pleads. 

You blush furiously and nod, deciding to never speak again. Oh man, you wish you can jump off a bridge right now, there’s no coming back from this one. 

“have fun you guys,” Sans winks at you, shooing you all out the door and leaving you alone with a bunch of teenagers. 

Welp. It’s going to be a long afternoon. 

Underswap Papyrus

“Eyyyyy what are  thoseee” Papyrus points at your feet as you enter your hous. 

“Uhm, shoes?” you tilt your head in confusion. 

“DAMN DANIEL BACK AGAIN WITH THE WHITE VANS!” Stretch laughs, knowing full well that you won’t understand. 

“THESE ARE NEITHER WHITE NOR VANS! PLEASE SPEAK ENGLISH!” you cry, not appreciating being laughed at. 

Stretch chuckles, kissing you on the cheek, “Never change, hon.” 

Your boyfriend disappears into his room, leaving you confused and alone in the hallway. Okay, that’s it. You’ve had enough of this. At first, the teasing was funny, but now? You can’t stand it. Being the rational adult that you are, you should probably go upstairs and have a civil, mature discussion about this with your beloved boyfriend. Or. Or. You can pull an all nighter learning everything you can about the internet so he can never make fun of you again. Yeah. Let’s do that. 

Later that night, you wait for Stretch to fall asleep to enact your planning. As his arms curl around you, you nudge him softly, making sure he is really asleep. When he doesn’t stir, you confirm it’s safe and make your way out of his hold. But every inch you move away from him, the skeleton just pulls you back into his arms, nuzzling in your neck. You let out a huff of frustration. This would be extremely cute in a different situation. After thirty minutes of your fruitless endeavour, you whisper loudly so he would wake up. 

“Paps, I need to pee,” you hiss. 

Stretch grumbles and lets you go, falling back asleep instantly. You tuck a pillow under his arms so he won’t notice your absence. Grabbing your phone and headphones, you make your way to the couch downstairs and wrap yourself in a warm blanket. You enter in the password and Bing a single word. Memes. Everything floods at you all at once like a rainbow burst from your screen, shooting you right into your mind. Doge, Spongebob, Twitter, Protips, Damn Daniel, Kermit, Salt bae, you absorbed it all like a sponge, and for the first time in your entire life, you are awake. How did you ever live your life before this? How did you ever live without the beauty of internet jokes? You have truly gone through a….memesformation. 

You must’ve fallen asleep at some point because the next thing you know, Stretch is shaking you awake, “Hon? Are you okay? Why are you on the couch?”

“Wha…?” you blink the sunlight out of your eyes and try to remember what the hell happened last night. Suddenly, everything comes back to you, “OH SHIT WHADDUP!” 

“Excuse me?” Stretch steps back in surprise. 

You crack a wide grin, leaping off the couch, “You can’t make fun of me anymore, Paps! I know everything! I’ve seen everything! You can no longer tease me about this anymore!” 

The skeleton’s eye socket widens as he clutches his chest, falling to his knees at your mercy, “No, babe. Tell me you did not. Tell me there’s still a piece of the old you inside. Please, I’m begging you.” 

You smirk cruelly, twisting the knife in even further, “I even made…a reddit account.” 

999999 damage. Congratulations. You’ve become a meme loving fuck and now your boyfriend lives in fear of your meme powers. There is not a day that goes by without you acting out or sending him a meme. You finally have your revenge. 

Dating Them Includes - Yugyeom (GOT7)

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  • Would never lie to you bless his soul 
  • Wouldn’t at all mind bending down to kiss you on the top of the head or wrap his arms around your shoulders 
  • Would secretly crazy fucking love it every time you pointed out how good of a dancer he is, especially in front of his hyungs 
  • One day he could be kinda quiet then the next day he’d run you up the wall with his snarkiness 
  • He doesn’t cry often, but if he does, he’ll only let you see 
  • Will walk down into the dark basement for you and turn on the light when you’re too pussy to do it yourself (bless his soul once more
  • He’d often second guess himself 
  • You’d often tell him that you trust his decision and that you’re with him every step of the way 
  • Would clapback at a bitch real quick if anyone tried to throw shade at you 
  • Get em babe, I’ll hold your oversized coat’ 
  • Being able to tell when hes frustrated even though he hides it 
  • Wouldn’t leave you alone if you were upset. Even if you yelled at him he’d stay and try and get you to talk to him and tell him what’s wrong 
  • Can’t keep his hands off you when it’s bed time 
  • Like honestly 
  • This kid would be all up over you, around you, under you (inside you
  • His arms like two damn jimmy proof deadbolts yo 
  • ‘Yug, let go, I gotta pee’ *he snores louder
  • Would be super diverse in bed like 
  • One night it could be really passionate and slow and super intimate, heavenly shit 
  • The next he’d have you bent over the kitchen table, going hard, making the wood moan as loud as you
  • A relationship with him would be really worthwhile, all in all. There’d be ups and downs, but with him you’d know he’d always be there for you. He’d be your pillar.

anonymous asked:

A headcanon of jealous dazai pls

Technically, I’ve already done this a lot of times; but since I haven’t posted in forever and I know you guys love jealous headcanons, I’ll do it. Hope you enjoy!(:

Osamu Dazai

  • I’ve said this like a million times, but I genuinely believe that Dazai isn’t really the jealous type. Like, he has complete faith in your relationship and trusts you with all his heart; not to mention his generally easy-going personallity. But everyone has their limits, and hun, you do not want to test his. Jealous Dazai would interfer with whatever interaction that was making him jealous and give the poor a venomous smile. He’d make regular conversation, but the menacing air as well as his malicous intentions would be clear. The tone of his voice alone would be so terrifying and vicious that it’d send whoever the sorry perpetrator running, peeing their pants in the process. When he’s about to leave, he’ll subtly threaten them, making damn sure that they know, there won’t be a next time.
  • If it were a situation where his s/o does something that makes him jealous, he wouldn’t jump to conclusions. He’d calmy ask you, face to face, to explain it. Afterwards, he’d go back to being his usual childish self, pouncing on you and exclaiming, “I knew my y/n would do no such thing!” with lots of hugs, neck nuzzles, and pecks all over your face.
  • If this was mafia Dazai, things would get NSFW. (;
Summary of Tyler Posey's Solo Panel at EyeCon

Here’s a a summary of what Tyler Posey said at his Solo Panel at EyeCon. 

(Source of the pic)

-> The Panel started with the Attendees filming something for “I love Teen Wolf Day”   - interesting! 

-> And Eaddy May’s introduced Tyler Posey, seems like Eaddy’s gonna mc-ing the Panels

-> Eaddy said that if her sons turn out to be anything like Tyler  she’ll be proud. She also said that the other day they had to get him a jacket, because he was shiver but does never complain.

-> Eaddy almost made Tyler cry with her words and that it makes her happy when he cries (good tears of course.)

-> Tyler said he’s getting a tattoo removed (the one on his ribs/side)

-> Eaddy said she’s got the right to go Victoria Argent on anyone who asks Tyler a mean question

-> Tyler got an apron from a fan and said, “I’m gonna wear this naked”

-> Tyler loves naps

-> Tyler said that Jeff (Davis) doesn’t let anyone give input on the show, except for Dylan (O'Brien), “It’s not accepted for us to give (jeff) any input…. other than Dylan." Dylan gives a lot of input though

-> Jeff has never given Tyler any freedom with scenes 

-> It was Posey’s idea for Victoria (Argent) to kick him off the table as she tried to kill Scott in S2

-> Tyler told that he’s writing on a script right now, one which he is writing on since he’s 13. It’s a American Pie Stoner Comedy - "A silly Stoner Character." 

-> He’d like a scene of Victoria coming back as wolf and showing him the ropes

-> Eaddy says Scott is her connection to Allison because he was the last person with when she died

-> They said they’d want a Victoria/Scott relationship because it would be funny and he’s her last connection to Allison

-> "I’m a monkey.” - Tyler is on stage, acting like a monkey

-> Tyler said that Scott’s arc this season is one of the most important he ever had on the show, “…much more important than becoming a true alpha.”

-> Tyler’s most irrational fear is flying, “I just don’t wanna fall out of the sky."  He also hates Spiders

-> "When I was a kid I used to think I’d poop and see spiders in the toilet." 

-> Tyler said that in S4 "leadership” will become a second nature for Scott. All he knows is how to protect people, as many as he can.

-> Tyler wants to protect people like Scott does which is one of similarities between him and Scott. He quoted Allison, “We protect those who can’t protect themselves.”  

Eaddy threw in that he did not protect Allison and Tyler injected, saying that he tried, “… I tried. I tried to take her pain away, but I…” and he sounded really sad saying that.

-> In Tyler’s opinion nothing can top S1 of Teen Wolf because they were young and it was all new

-> Tyler was drunk the first time he met Jill (Wagner), “When I met Jill I had a couple of drinks….of soda.”

-> When he first met her he was peeing and she screamed “Posey. Posey”, so he turned around but didn’t realize behind was a glass wall and she could actually see him.

-> When he was a kid he wanted a rollercoaster sleeve tattoo, now he wants something more traditional. His dream sleeve tattoo would be ocean themed, an Octopus maybe. He basically wants tentacles down his arm.

-> He says he get paranoid about all his tattoos something because of his future career but he just wants the tattoos so damn much

-> “I want my fiancee (Seana) covered in tattoos.”  

-> Tyler said that TyHo came into a shot one time carrying a chainsaw and that he scared TyPo to death. “I almost pooped." 

-> Tyler thinks that everyone is responsible for the success of Teen Wolf, the fans, Jeff’s scrips, the crew and everyone. He wants the scripts put into a museum. "You know how earth can sustain life because everything is right? That’s what Teen Wolf is like. It’s the perfect storm." 

-> "I don’t wanna be like Stiles. I wanna be someone awesome.” Tyler wants to be Kira or Allison so he can kiss himself. 

-> Eaddy says a reason why Teen Wolf is successful is because of Tyler Posey

-> Tyler said, that when Scott was little he wanted to grow up to be popular and, “… he got it and people started dying around him…. He’s gonna put his powers to good use.”

-> He said the most memorable gifts from fans were some cool skateboards. 

-> Tyler says that the fandom has never surprised him because he understands their love and that the show deserves all the dedication.

-> Tyler is hungry. 

-> Scott knows that he is powerful, but he does not see himself as cool and awesome as he really is. Scott’s too humble for that.

-> Someone got Tyler a scone and now he’s eating. 

-> Eaddy says that she adores Seanna (Tyler’s fiance) 

-> Scott know’s he’s a “monster” and has the power to kill people, but he doesn’t want to. It’s a constant struggle for him to stay good and he has to remind himself of it every day

-> Every part of Scott’s pack is useful to him. “He needs everybody and everybody needs him.”  

-> Tyler’s favorite color is: sea foam green

-> Tyler says that there is no time to properly mourn but it always be there, “We don’t have time, we have to protect people" 

Eaddy added that Beacon Hills is at war and that Scott is a soldier against his own will and now he’s a general.

-> If Tyler could write an entire season, Scott would be handcuffed to the bed by Kira. They’d be about to get it on… and then there’d be a explosion. 

-> Scott wasn’t listening to Allison’s heartbeat as she died, he was paying attention to her and her words. "He was paying attention to her words, not her heart.”

-> Scott’s been more comfortable with Allison than with Kira. The relationship is still new and awkward, but still sweet and good. 

-> Tyler wants to get back into music after the show, he wants to become a music producer. He’s producing a rap-song with friends right now

-> He’d like to do music for the show

-> Posey’s life goal is to write a movie, direct it, film it, act in it and do every song 

-> Blink 182 influences Tyler trough life

-> Eaddy said that Posey and JR would sit and sing in the Van or the trailer together while Tyler plays guitar.

-> Tyler says that JR is one of his best friends and one of his favorite people. “JR is one of my best friends. He’s the best." 

-> The Tiki tattoo on his ankle has green smoke coming out of his eyes because he likes cool art and got engaged in Hawaii. "I like tattoos that look cool, they don’t always have to mean something.” 

-> Tyler got a new tattoo on his thigh just last week. It’s a airport he and his dad used to go to a lot when he was a kid. “My goal in life is to be good dad and have a family, have fun and enjoy life." His tattoos are a reflection of that.

Eaddy added, "You’re gonna be a wonderful father.” 

If I missed anything or confused it, just let me know! Thank you for everyone who live-tweeted! 

I can’t stop staring at this.
I don’t feel any smaller or healthier but clearly I am.
I’ve cut back on sweets, don’t ever eat out (bitches be broke out here) I’m not a fan of soda or beer. I’ve started taking long walks to be able to visit my best friend and her new born little man (whom I can’t get enough of) Or I walk to my doctors appointments even though Lately because of my pkd I’ve been in a lot of pain, I just push on. Not even because I thought it would help me lose some pounds but because I’m sick of being in my room all the damn time. I also feel like all the medications I have to take are taking a strange toll on me. I hardly have an appetite so I only eat when I have to and I drink so much water I’m peeing like every ten minutes lol
This is only 17 pounds lighter but holy hell am I impressed.
I want to tone my arms and get rid of a little more tummy so I can’t wait to join an actual gym
Maybe I’ll start doing my squats again
Tone my Spanish booty up some more

-shrugs- I just wanted to share here since for the first time in a long time I feel… Good about myself :)

Say It Ain't So, Part 10

Hey everyone, Sorry it took so long to get part 10 out. Its pretty short this time. I hope you like it. Let me know what you think. Forgive me if I tag you twice or miss your tag. Forgive the typos. I think I’ll wrap this story up in 12 parts. The other parts are here 

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Thud, thud, thud….

Rae could hearing the music from the warehouse from several blocks away. Finn turned to smile at her, clearly excited about tonight. The bass from whatever this track was had rattled the car. I thought this shit was supposed to be secret. You can hear it from miles away. Rae had spent most of the car ride trying to decide if she would take another one of those pills. By the time Finn found a space to park the car, she decided against it. I’ll just get drunk, nothing else.  

Rae took Finn’s hand and they followed Chop down the road to the warehouse. Chop was jumping up and down as he walked, clearly the most excited of the gang. Rae had to admit to herself that she was nervous. Even with Finn holding her hand and sneaking kisses every few steps, she felt like anything could go terribly wrong tonight. Chloe glanced over her shoulder and Rae and Finn. She gave them a smile and joined arms with Archie whispering something in his ear. Archie didn’t give anything away and  Chloe almost looked back again but stopped herself. What the fuck is that about?

“Alright girl?” Finn asked. She had involuntarily squeezed his hand. 

“Yeah, I’m alright.” She smiled at him push her doubts and Chloe out of her mind. No one would ruin this night for her. Finn smiled back at her and kissed her lips softly. 

The warehouse loomed in front of them and streams of people were going inside in various states of dress or undress depending on how one looks at the world. Rae thought most of the girls were basically naked in the dead of winter. Not unlike Chloe. 

The light from the doorway was the standard black light and neon paint splashed on the wall mad it look like a killer clown got sick on his way inside. It wasn’t a doorway really, but a rolled up hatch of some sort. Chop whispered a few words to the “bouncer” and he wave them inside. The music was a form of industrial house music and Rae could feel the whole building shake to the bass pounding in her ears. Her body relaxed and she was finally in heaven. Finn tugged her arm, “Drink girl?”

“Yeah, I’ll come with you.”

“Don’t worry I’m not leaving your side tonight.” Finn yelled before pulling in the direction she could on guess was a bar. Archie took her other hand and went along with them. She noticed that Chloe had seen some girls she knew from somewhere because they ran up to her and started hugging her. Chop and and Izzy were ahead of them and Keiran and Danny brought up the rear. 

Once at the bar Finn started yelling drink orders and Rae took things in while she stuck her finger through one of Finn’s belt loops. Izzy nudged Rae and they both started dancing and laughing.

“Shots first!” Chop yelled as he handed everyone a small neon cup. “Where the fuck did Chlo get to that fast?” Chop asked.

“She saw some friends, I’m sure she’ll catch up with us.” Rae said as she took her cup. Izzy stuck out her bottom lip. Rae kept forgetting she couldn’t drink. Izzy quickly recovered and continued dance with Rae. Finn turn away from the bar and the gang took Chop’s shots. Finn started handing out the other drinks.

“Let’s dance.” Finn said as he wrapped his free hand around Rae’s waist and clinked his cup against hers. They made there way to the biggest dance floor Rae had ever seen. It was just a bit smaller than a football pitch and on the second level she saw the deejay waving his arms in the air and screaming at the top of his lungs. The gang minus Chloe were jumping up and down and dancing to the hypnotic beat for what felt like ages. Archie and Keiran would leave to get more drinks while Rae made it clear that Danny was not to leave her eyesight. Rae noticed that Finn made sure some part of him was always touching her at all times. It was some much fun that Rae lost track of everything except Finn.    

It was half past 11 when Rae got the urge to pee. Fuck! Maybe I can hold it until after midnight…no can’t do it. Damn it!

“Finn,” Rae put her hand on Finn’s shoulders to stop is jumping, “we gotta find the loo.”

“All right girl.” Finn took Rae’s hand and lead the way. I hope he knows where he’s going. Finn saw Barney and a few other blokes we know, asked about the toilets and they pointed to a dark passage a few feet away. He turn to Rae and tugged her hand with a reassuring smile. Rae smiled back and followed him down the corridor. It was a cold passage way and near the end were red emergency lights that illuminated the entrance to the ladies and gents. 

“I’ll meet you right here, all right?” Finn said letting got of her hand and giving her a quick kiss on the cheek. He waited until Rae opened the door before he turned to go into the men’s room. Inside the ladies, a few girls were fix their makeup or getting a quick fix of white powder. When one girl straightened up from inhaling whatever it was, Rae recognized Stacey Stringfellow. She was with some girls that Rae didn’t know and she hadn’t seen Rae yet. Rae ducked into the nearest cubicle before being noticed. Luckily the toilet was relatively clean and Rae quickly did her business and holed Stacey would be gone by the time Rae got out. Rae heard the doors open and close and the chatter died down. 

Rae kept her head down as she walked toward the sinks. “Well well look who it is. What are you doing here, Earl?” Stacey spat out, she was alone by now and Rae wondered why she hadn’t left with the other girls. Fuck really? Was this bitch waiting for me?

“Fuck off Stacey, I’m just trying to have a good time with me mates.” Rae breathe with as much annoyance in her voice to make it abundantly clear that she was not here for Stacey’s shit. 

“Oh luck at you, someone’s grumpy. I guess a bit of Finn has rubbed off. Shame really, what of waste of such a fit boy.” Stacey giggle and tugged on her pony tail. Does she know any other hair styles…

“Right, well I’m off…” Rae turned and made her way out the door. When she opened the door she saw Finn waiting and was greeted with a smile that quickly fell when he saw Stacey hot on Rae’s heels.

“The fuck are you doing here,” Finn mumbled as he took Rae’s hand and lead her away. 

“Fuck you Finn, you must be madder that that fat cow to actually want to be seen in public with her!” Stacey shouted from behind. “I can’t believe you went from me to her of all the girls in bloody England.” Finn was walking faster and Rae tried to keep up. Once he found the gang, still dancing and laughing he turned to Rae. Rae hadn’t let Stacey’s words get to her and she could see the relief in Finn’s eyes when he saw her face. He leaned in and kissed her gently.

“Where were we? Ah yes I was dancing like this,” Finn started jumping up and down to the rhythm of whatever song this was, “and you had your arms here,” Finn put Rae’s arms around his neck, “and you were jumping too I believe?” Finn yelled over the music, Rae laughed and they continued dancing. A few minutes later Chloe found her way to them with a few of her old mates. They joined in on the dancing with the gang. Danny and Chop reappeared with more drinks and there was five minutes to midnight on the neon clock overhead. Keiran had found a cute little blond to dance with but he stayed close to the group. 

Rae noticed that Chloe noticed how close Keiran and the girl were dancing and she gave Chloe a sympathetic look. Chloe just smiled and moved closer to Rae. “Its okay babes. To be honest and because I’m high, I never really loved Keiran that much anyway. Not like I loved…"Chloe stopped her self and glanced at Finn who looked confused and a little annoyed that Chloe had pulled Rae away from him. "Sorry, Rae but you know its now easy turning feeling off. I love you and I’d never try anything on him I promise. I’ll get over it soon, its just being here brings back memories of that first kiss…."Chloe looked down with guilt.

"Its all right Chlo, I get it.” Rae said but she was a bit shocked. She knew something was up with Chloe all this time but she didn’t think her feels for Finn were still so strong. She glance over to Finn who was dancing next to Archie and laughing even though he kept his eyes on her. She smiled and looked back at Chloe. “He’s a hard one to get over that’s for sure.” Chloe hugged Rae and kissed her on the cheek. 

“Thanks babes!” She started dancing again and her friend moved closer.

“Hiya Rae!” all three said in unison. 

“Hi,” Rae replied with a small wave that immediately made her feel like a dolt. But then Finn caught her hand before she put it down and kissed it. Rae could hear lustful squeaks and moans for Chloe and her friends. 

“All right, Chlo?” Finn asked and she started to dance with Rae again. 

“Yeah, just girl talk. She’s yours again!” Chloe laughed and danced with her friends. Then the ten second countdown had begun. My first new years kiss with Finn is about to happen. Get this right Rae! Finn was already pulling Rae closer to him as the clock ticked down to midnight. He looked directly into her eyes and smiled. 

The clock struck midnight and Finn pulled Rae closer and kissed her softly at first, but the kiss became passionate and deep. Rae felt light-headed and delighted all at once. She felt Finn move one of his hands to the back of her neck and the other to her lower back. He held her tightly as she tugged on the hairs on the back of his head. When the came apart Rae pulled him into a hug and rest her head on his shoulder and light kissed his neck. “I love you,” she whispered. She felt him hug her tighter and he pressed his mouth against her neck.

“I love you too, Rae. This is gonna be a good year as long as we’re together.” Finn said as he smiled on her neck. Rae opened her eyes and saw that everyone was still screaming and dancing around them but they were perfectly still. She wanted to stay that way forever but the beat of the next song got the best of them and she started dancing again. This time Archie and Izzy appeared with tiny glasses of champagne and passed them to everyone.   

“Cheers and Happy New Year!” everyone shouted. The gang hugged and kissed each other then continued to dance and drink. After a few hours the crowed has thinned a bit but that gang were just as excited as ever. They laughed and joked about things they were seeing around them. There were a few couples having sex in not so dark corners of the warehouse. 

“Finn I hope you don’t get any ideas about you and my Raemundo!” Chop shouted over the music. The deejay had changed and the music was more of an up tempo ambient sound. Still good dance music but not as loud. Finn smirked at Rae and she could swear she saw a bit of disappointment in his eyes. She laughed. 

“What girl? You can’t tell me you weren’t thinking about it too.” Finn yelled in her ear. Hell yeah I was.

“No of course not, I’m a lady, ” they both laughed and Finn pulled her into another kiss. Suddenly, an air raid alarm with off. At first Rae thought it was the beginning of some trance song but then she saw people running. Finn grabbed he by the waist and looked around.

Chop ran up to them and yelled “Cops! Let’s go!”

Finn grabbed Rae and pulled her toward the exit. She reached out and grabbed Chloe’s hand. Danny was in front of them along with Archie, Keiran, the little blond girl, Izzy and Chop. They made it out a side door into an alley with a large crowd of kids. They were all trying to push their way out to the street and avoid the cops that could be seen entering the warehouse. Chop was going on about how mint this night had been and Archie was sing a song that he made up. Finn and Rae walked hand in hand smiling at each other. 

People started pushing from the back. Rae assumed the cops had found the side exit. The crowd got more and more rowdy and people were trying to run towards the front. A big blond twat ran in between Finn and Rae’s hands separating them and then all hell broke loose. She could hear Finn yell her name but she was being pushed to the side and forward. Luckily she still had Chloe’s hand and they held each other up and decided to just get out of the alley and make it back to the cars. Rae kept looking to the side hoping she would get a peak at Finn but all she saw were bodies rushing forward. Her heart was pounding and the alcohol was starting to make her dizzy. Finally, she and Chloe made it out of the alley. They still didn’t see anyone else in the gang. A couple of Chloe’s friends emerged from the crowd and scurried over to Chloe. Rae thought one was Lori and the other might be Sara. She wasn’t sure. 

“Wow, that was epic!” Might be Sara yelled and threw her arms up.

“Don’t relax now we gotta get to the car. Where’s Glory?” Lori said looking around. 

“Chloe you want a ride?” Sara asked not looking at Rae.

“Nah babes I’m gonna find the rest of my friends. See ya around” Chloe said as she squeezed Rae’s hand. “Let’s just go to the car and wait for them, yeah?” She said to Rae and started to walk. Rae kept looking around. She saw several torchlights that meant the cops were close. She and Chloe walked down the street where the cars were parked. She was still feeling uneasy without Finn around her. The street was starting to clear out but she heard a lot of noise and running behind them. She kept turning back to make see if it was anyone else in the gang, but it was always someone she didn’t know. She started to turn around when she noticed that Chloe had frozen. She looked and Chloe then she turn to see was Chloe was looking at. Ian, Saul and their loser friends were walking toward them. Fuck! Rae wanted to turn and run but they had already been seen and the twats were heading to them with sickly grins on their faces. Chloe began to shake. 

“Let just keep walking Chlo, the gang bound to be at the cars by now. They’ll see us soon.” Rae said as she pulled Chloe forward. 

“If it ain’t the hog and the piglet…oink oink!” Ian yell from a few feet away. His loser friends laughed and she heard Chloe take a deep breathe. “What you too slags all dressed up for? No decent bloke gonna want anything to do with either of ya!” Ian was now standing in front of them blocking their way. 

“Fuck off, and let us pass.” Rae said looking in his eye to let him know she meant business. Chloe let out a weak whimper and Ian laughed harder. Rae could feel a warm breath on the side of her face and from the smell of him she knew it was Saul. He started to lean closer and raised his hand to touch her. Rae quickly moved away from him before she could touch her. 

“Frigid as ever.” Saul said and a sickly voice that made Rae’s stomach turn. 

“Yeah, it makes no sense really mate, I fat girl like that should put out for anyone willing to put up with ‘er.” Ian laughed. Rae could feel the air get colder around her. She tried again to push past them but Ian and Saul kept blocking the way. “You gonna scream, fat girl?” Rae closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Stay strong Rae. You’re perfect and these twats are scum. 

“Oi! Rae!” Finn yelled from behind, she could hear him running hard behind her. “Rae!” She turned to see his smiling face. He obviously had no idea what she and Chloe were up against. She could see the rest of the gang running behind Finn. 

“Who’s this wanker.” Saul shouted and Finn got close enough to hear him. “Hey pretty boy, why you running after my girl.” Rae felt like she might be sick.

“I said FUCK. OFF!” Rae shouted as Finn got to her. 

“The fuck did he just say? Fuckhead, Rae’s my girl and you heard her, fuck off.” Finn glared at Saul as Ian and the rest laughed from behind. “Did I say something funny?” Finn glared at the rest of the losers. Rae could see that he was starting to recognize them. “Chlo, you still hang out with these twats?" 

"Who the fuck you calling twats?” Ian yelled and stepped closer. Chop, Archie and Keiran appeared behind Finn.

“Seems clear to me he was talkn’ 'bout you and your mingy friends,” Chop bellowed with a toothy grin. 

“So our Chloe and this fat bitch have back up now.” Ian said as he turned back to Rae and Chloe. Then Ian was on the ground and Saul soon after that. Finn and Archie were standing over them glaring at the rest of their loser friends. 

“When Rae says fuck off, I’m pretty sure she means it.” Archie said as he adjusted his glasses and then he kicked Saul in his stomach when he tried to get back up. Ian was out cold and blood oozed from his nose. 

“You alright girl?” Finn said as he took Rae’s hand and then took Chloe’s in his free hand and they headed for the cars. Once they made it to the car, Finn helped them both inside and shut the door.

“I’m sorry Rae, I choked. I didn’t expect to see them so soon.” Chloe whispered from the back seat. “If Finn hadn’t gotten to us when he did…” Chloe started to cry. Rae had expected Finn and the others to be in the car by now. She looked out the window and saw Finn jogging a bit down the pavement. She opened the door and got out. Are those twats still at it? But when Finn moved to the left, she saw Izzy on the ground with Chop and Archie hovering over her. Oh shit.

“Chlo somethings wrong with Izzy,” Rae said as she jumped out the car and ran to help. Izzy had blood running don her legs and she was white as a sheet. Chop was trying to wake her with tears running down his face. Finn had his hand on Chop’s back and Danny was pacing back and forth. Keiran was running across the street to a call box. Rae knelt down and checked Izzy’s pulse. It was strong but slow. She nodded to Chop and whispered words of comfort in Izzy’s ear. Rae felt a panic attack coming on as she heard her friend crying and talking at the same time. You gotta be strong Rae, they need you. Don’t fall apart, not now. The ambulance was there a lot sooner than expected. Apparently several had been called out to this location because of the rave. The medics assessed Izzy and took her and Chop to hospital immediately. The rest of the gang followed.


At the hospital, there was a lot of pacing and crying. Finn held Rae for comfort but she was numb. Izzy had lost so much blood. Parents were yelling at them, calling them irresponsible for taking a pregnant girl to a rave. Linda kept asking them if they were on drugs. Chloe’s parents kept trying to make her go home. Danny’s parents dragged him out of the hospital which made him laugh and cry at the same time. Izzy’s mum sat quietly holding herself while her dad was nose to nose with Chop. Archie and Keiran were trying to hold them apart.

The first bit of news from the nurse was bad. Izzy was further along than everyone thought and she had lost too much of blood. The nurse struggled to tell them that she had an early second trimester miscarriage. There was damage to her uterus as well since it was in the process of stretching to make more room for the baby. Rae remembered Izzy complaining about a cramp the other day but it went away quickly.

“How the fuck does a doctor miss that? Isabel said she was just a couple months gone.” Izzy’s father was yelling at the nurse. 

“Bloody hell Rae, that means she probably got pregnant at the end of summer,” Chloe whispered. She had sat down on the other side of Rae as her mum stood in front of her arms crossed over her chest. Izzy’s mum was crying uncontrollably, so Chloe mum went over to comfort her with Linda as Izzy’s dad paced back and forth yelling at no one in particular. Chop had sat himself on the ground with his head in his hands.  Archie and Keiran on either side of him.

After an hour things got quiet. No one knew what else to say so they all sat in various positions looking at the ground. When the doctor finally came out everyone jump out of their seats.

“I was able to stop the bleeding and Isabel is doing well in recovery. I couldn’t save the baby but we were able to repair the tear in her uterus,” the doctor address Izzy’s parents. Rae could see that Chop was relieved but also gutted.  He’d lost his baby. The lads went over to support their friend and Rae and Chloe held each other. Izzy’s parents were going in to see their daughter. The nurse came out to let them know that only family would be allowed to see Izzy tonight and it was best if they all went home. 

“I can’t leave ma Izzy nurse, I’ll just stay right here. You guys go home, I’ll call you laters, all right.” Chop ordered. Rae had never seen him so serious. Everyone said good night to Chop and Izzy’s parents.

“Rae you are to be back home the day after tomorrow, in the morning young lady. Don’t you dare give me that look, you’re lucking I don’t drag you home with me right now,” Linda said as everyone was walking to the car park. Finn squeezed Rae’s hand and pulled her closer to him. “Finn, I’m sorry but Rae needs more boundaries and structure. I know you both think you’re adults but, what happened tonight proves you’re not ready.”

Rae and Finn were on their way back to his house. Rae hadn’t said anything the entire ride and she knew Finn was the last person to initiate a conversation. She kept glancing over at him and she could see that he was gripping the wheel pretty tight. "Ya know its not like I’ll be in another country. We’ll just have to get used to our old routine again,“ Rae offered. Finn made a slight nod. 

"I don’t think I’m gonna like not waking up next to you,” Finn whispered and Rae could his voice cracking. He reached over and took Rae’s hand. He’s so dreamy. Oh my Finn! “So why did that twat call you his girl?” Finn had parked in front of his house and he was now looking at Rae. Oh bloody hell.

Who cares if it’s canon or not? I just wanna read the thing as it is. Canon or not, kishi-made or kishi-approved or kishi-illustrated or whatever the fuck you call the novel, it is still Sakura-centric and for God’s sake, I want something that is focused on the heroine, officially linked to the manga or not, for a change! I will take what I can and be happy with it, thank you. If you think we’re being idiots about this, well thank YOU. Here’s your opinion, you can shove it. Need I tell you where? I can probably rape your dash with a long-ass essay about the art of shoving it, if that’s how you roll.

And while we are on the subject of essay-writing, don’t start with me with those freakishly long MIDTERM PAPERS about how I don’t understand the fundamentals of being an anime heroine for that matter, because at the end of the day, may I please, please, PAINFULLY remind you guys that these are still really just characters drawn WITH pencil ON paper and NOT living people, so please spare me the damn diatribe and just let me, us, fans of Naruto in general, the faction who don’t normally jump into these freaking brainless ship wars, bask in enjoyment! Aaaargh! Can’t I read a damn novel and enjoy a damn good anime series without these asses dishing out their obnoxious, judgmental, self-righteous discourses on aprons and abuse and feminism and all other worldwide social issues?! Quit raining on people’s parades and just let them have their fun. Stop peeing all over people’s happiness!

I mean come on, man, these are ninjas! NINJAS! I can’t believe people would actually rather spend time discussing the abomination that is Sakura Haruno wearing an apron than bask in the awesomeness of these shinobies and kunoichies! Jesus, the woman is cleaning their house and is wearing an apron for the simple fact that she didn’t want her clothes to get dirty! Stop talking about the implications of that damn apron to female empowerment. Don’t concern yourself too much about how this might affect the future generation’s view on feminism, or how they might view domestic abuse as something that is positive, because I can assure you, the young readers of this manga are much more invested in learning the hand signals and memorizing jutsus and running around Naruto-style than learning about morality and social issues from a damn manga. Jesus, get over yourselves! For the love of God! Just because she is cleaning the house does not mean she has been locked down and has been stripped of power! Good grief. Remember what happened to the little boy who jumped too much into conclusion? (He got chidoried. Yup. He was fried.)

Shoot, I can’t even, I mean I’m posting this whole thing and I rarely ever post about Naruto feels. I’m usually just a happy walrus and now I actually wrote an ESSAY (fuck) and I’m acting like a drama queen complete with running mascara. This is me in 9 tails mode, awakened by insufferable fandom know-it-alls. Sheesh. People are so unbelievably annoying.

anonymous asked:

Sorry I was the anon asking for the previous prompt! I just realized there was a format you wanted so ignore my last ask me. Uhh so 83. breakfast Sourin?

(I really have no format for prompts, you can send them however you want and I am still working on your other one.  It’s turning into one of those “5 times it wasn’t blah blah blah” things and a little longer than expected hehe)

Sunlight stabs Rin’s eyelids and he groans as he rolls onto his stomach to bury his head under his pillow.  Not only did Sousuke conveniently forget to shut the curtains again Rin had obviously slept much later than planned.  The sun usually didn’t manage to hit his side of the bed until well past nine.  This was prime ten-thirty going on eleven sunlight he had warming his back and he isn’t as thrilled about it as some people might be.

Some people mostly being the giant cat of a person he has sprawled out next to him.

“Sousuke.” Rin mutters, voice muffled under his pillow as he prods Sousuke with his foot.  "Shut the curtains.“  He twists a little and manages to bend himself enough to poke his toes into Sousuke’s side.  "Seriously shut the damn curtains.”  Sousuke shifts and mumbles something incomprehensible and Rin thinks that he’s accomplished something at least.

What he accomplished is Sousuke rolling over and flopping himself into the patch of sunlight.  Right on top of Rin.  Rin slaps weakly at Sousuke’s sides as Sousuke snuggles down onto him and gets one arm wrapped under Rin’s stomach.  The other one is stretched out next to Rin’s head and he resists the urge to just bite it.  The urge grows as Sousuke nuzzles his nose into Rin’s neck and pushes the pillow off his head.  His head is, thankfully, turned away from the window.  Sousuke sighs and Rin shivers at the warm breath against his skin.

“You have a damn body pillow for a reason,” Rin mutters.  He’s all for cuddling and personally still can’t sleep without a pillow or two to curl up with.  But this whole sprawling on top of him and using him for a full sized body pillow was getting a touch ridiculous.  He fidgets and shifts until he’s managed to move enough that all of Sousuke’s weight wasn’t pressing him into the mattress.  This only seems to encourage the use of him as a pillow and he easily finds himself on his side pulled against Sousuke’s chest with Sousuke’s legs tangled in his own.  "Sousuke,“ he wines.  "I still want to jog before it gets too hot out.”

No response other than a nuzzle to his hair.

“Sousuke,” he tries again, “I really need to get up.  I have to go to the bathroom.”  He’s obviously in love with a damn asshole because the response this time is a squeeze of Sousuke’s arm around his waist and if he really did have to pee he would have been in trouble.

Okay.  Last resort.  Otherwise he’ll apparently be stuck in bed all day.  Which wouldn’t be horrible if Sousuke was at least awake and willing to be doing something.  But no.  Sousuke is content to laze and nap and Rin is not in the mood for playing pillow to a giant lazy cat today. “Sou,” he practically coos and he can feel Sousuke’s interest perk up in the way he tenses ever so slightly and the breath on Rin’s neck catches.  "If you let me up I’ll make you breakfast.“  Sousuke hums a response against Rin’s neck.  "Yeah.  I’ll even wear that apron you bought me.”

“What else?”


“What else you got for me?”  Rin tries to pull away now that he knows for sure Sousuke is awake and just screwing around but Sousuke refuses to let him go and Rin sighs.  "You gonna come back and feed it to me?“

“Breakfast in bed?”  He can feel the smile, large and childish and eager, against his neck.

“Yeah.  I like breakfast in bed.”

“You’ll just pull me in again and then want to sleep all day and I don’t want to do that today.”  The grin is gone and a pout is in it’s place.  Rin doesn’t even have to see Sousuke’s face to be able to see these changes clearly in his mind.  "Plus.  If you stay in here you won’t see me in the apron.  You know my standing on that.“

“The apron is for the kitchen only,” Sousuke pouts.  "But it’s such a good apron for-“

“You have my terms.  Let me up and I cook you breakfast in the apron.”

“If I don’t?”

“No breakfast and no apron.  For at least a month.”

“…. fuck.”  The arm around Rin’s waist loosens.  He stays where he is for a minute, pressed tightly against Sousuke’s chest, before rolling away and off the bed.

“Breakfast first.  We can do that later.”