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The Nanny - Chapter 2

I am completely overwhelmed by everyone’s amazing and encouraging responses to my first chapter. It’s hard to explain just how much your comments mean to me! You guys are just the best. I hope you enjoy everything to come!

Special thanks to Corinna, my amazing Mandarin translator!! And always Kaiya and Liz. Love yall. =)

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“Do I have to go to school today?” Daisy looked up at Melinda imploringly from behind her bowl of cereal.

“Eat another bite, Daisy, and yes.” Melinda answered, glancing at her daughter from the island where she was assembling a turkey and cheese sandwich for Daisy’s lunchbox. The disappointment on Daisy’s little face made her want to change her mind, but her shift started in an hour. She couldn’t call out now unless there was some kind of emergency.

“But-but I wanna go to work with you.” Daisy sounded like she was on the verge of tears.

Melinda set down the sandwich and immediately went to crouch beside her little girl. She was used to Daisy’s reluctance to part from her. Especially when she was a baby, her separation anxiety had made it difficult for Melinda to go anywhere alone. But this was something different. She usually wasn’t this clingy anymore unless she was sick…or something was upsetting her.

“Daisy, xiǎo huā,” Melinda had given Daisy the Mandarin nickname when she was still just a baby: little flower. Melinda put a hand on her back and switched to Mandarin, as she frequently did at the house with Daisy. “What’s wrong?” She probed.

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Doyoung “mom” protecting the kids 24/7  👨‍👦👦   

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All because they do not wish to see anyone else suffer the way they do.

you know what? and this is why even understood isak. he understood why isak was so hesitant to make the thing between them public, he understood homophobia and he saw how internalized it was for isak, because he went through something very, very similar. this is why when isak’s friend asks him where he forgot his snapback, even tells them in the cafeteria. this is why even never pressures him to come out, never gets upset with him for being timid. he doesn’t get upset when isak lies to eskild, and part of that is because what he has with isak is just so fucking great, and isak is worth waiting for.

this is why even is so patient. when isak goes in for a kiss in front of the cafe, and he backs off, even just laughs and smiles, because it’s okay. it’s okay that he isn’t ready for that, it’s okay that he’s still coming to terms with his sexuality and what it all means in the grand scheme of things (isak is one for the parallel universes, after all) and it’s okay because it’s them and they’re together and that’s all that really matters.

and when isak is ready, even is there to support him, to guide him through it, to squeeze his hand metaphorically and physically, because he knows that’s what isak needs (he’d wished someone like that had been there for him in the past, but it’s okay because seeing the expression on isak’s face reminds him that he was strong and now he can be strong for other people, too) and that’s what makes him such a great boyfriend, and why isak and even fit so perfectly together.

I just woke up from the craziest dream. A friend and I were in Kohl’s trying on shirts and this girl our age came out of the fitting room in a pretty dress, and I told her she looked great. The girl looked surprised but pleased, and we started talking. The girl was like, “Sometimes I come into places like this with lots of mirrors so I don’t forget how I awesome I look." 

So my friend, the girl, and I walk through the store together, talking about random things, looking at jewelry (the girl found a pair of Vera Wang earrings and wistfully commented that they looked like dying stars and that her brother would love them) and socks. 

Meanwhile, we start to notice people around us are glued to their phones. One lady has her hand over her mouth in horror, tears streaming down her face. Kohl’s seems an awfully lot more empty than it had been. The girl brightly suggests we look in homewares. 

We go to the back of the store and start smelling all the Yankee Candles, and the girl is like, "People can be so creative. Vanilla lime? Genius! I’m going to miss this.” My friend asks if she’s going on a trip and the girl is nonchalant, like, “Things will be changing for me real soon and I’m not going to be able to enjoy things like candles anymore.” My friend wishes her all the best with whatever and I say we’ll buy her the candle so she has something to remember us by, and the girl is all, “You both are very kind. I won’t forget that, I promise." 

So we go to check out, but no one’s there. So we wait and wait, and then the girl shrugs, takes the candle and the Vera Wang earrings, and goes to leave. My friend and I are mortified, crying that she has to pay for them, and the girl is like, "I doubt they’ll mind,” as she leaves. Then my friend notices the store is completely empty and takes out her phone, which is blinking with dozens of missed calls, texts, and alerts. 

She opens one of the alerts and it takes her to a breaking news video. All over the world, there is chaos. Horrifying things are devouring people and destroying cities. A giant cube of sand with teeth and weird proboscises on every side is sucking up people in Rio, and a slow-moving slender titan made of clouds is walking through San Fransisco and leaving nothing in its wake. Off the coast of Japan, something is rising from the ocean but the video cuts out. 

Terrified, we run out of Kohl’s and find the girl standing at the curb. She’s staring at the sky over Route 1 as a giant, shifting mass of black mist descends. The girl turns to us, smiles, and says, “That’s my brother. Thank you for a lovely day of shopping. I’ll never forget it." 

Then the skin of her face and neck begins to crack and flake away, revealing fault lines of indescribable things underneath. My friend starts to weep. I manage to get out through chattering teeth that I hope her brother likes the earrings, and the girl–barely human now–smiles with the remnants of a million devoured suns and says, "You know, if everyone had been as nice as you two, we wouldn’t have come to this." 

And then she squared herself exponentially and swallowed everything up. 

It was awful.

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Have you ever found yourself wanting a metric ton of DAI music? Have you ever thought to yourself, aw man, DAI’s soundtrack was 15 hours shorter than I wanted it to be? If that sounds like you, then this is a link for you.

I’ve ripped all the music from this game - that is, all the ambient snippets of music that you hear while running around in the world, and all the music that happens in cutscenes - and it turns out there’s 16 hours (1.6 gigs) of it.

(- here’s the download link -)

So if you’ve found yourself wishing you had the heaps of music that never made it to the official soundtrack, you can now roll around in hours of it. 

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A great leader is not born but made through exhibiting constant care and support for others, putting others first no matter what, enduring suffering and hardship often in silence, exerting great humbleness, having a continual struggle for self-improvement, and above all, giving the most thorough and sincere love to each and every member.

Though we call her God Jihyo, every human has their limits, and now she needs us most. Although she may never show us all of the pain, stress, and both physical and mental injures that she has incured, we know what a tough road it’s been. Twice wouldn’t be the Twice we know without her amazing leadership. Twice’s leadernim fighting! God Jihyo fighting! #GetWellSoonJihyo

I will never get over this

(x) The subtlety and realness of this scene. That instinctual urge to protect. THAT’S JOHN. WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY JOHN

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