that way i could be working out right now

Yuri on Ice and my Mental Health

Wednesdays are fairly important to me at the moment.

Yuri on Ice of course drops on a Wednesday which always makes me so happy I don’t know what to do with myself.

But it’s also the day of my counselling appointment.

And increasingly those two are related.

Two weeks ago I brought up in my counselling appointment that the only thing that was breaking through my shell of numb indifference to the world, the only thing that could make me feel, was Yuri on Ice.

At the time I was embarrassed but my awesome counsellor was all “No! Embrace it and use it to help you!” and she was right. We scheduled in my responsibilities (like studying) broken up with “spend time online involved with Yuri on Ice” and it worked 

I was significantly happier this week when I went back but my balance of activities is still way out of whack so we took it a step further.  So now I have 10 minutes of studying followed by 30 minutes of “Yuri on Ice/Tumblr” time followed by another 10 minutes of studying followed by 10 minutes of “getting up and moving around the house, possibly doing chores”

It seems such a little thing but it is massively helpful and I’m looking at that like “Yeah I can do that!”

I’ve also scheduled time away from Yuri on Ice to spend time with my husband.

I’ve also scheduled time with my kid but some of that is Yuri on Ice related cause kiddo is a fan of the show as well.

Making time in my schedule and life to be involved in this fandom and not have to apologise for it or feel guilty or silly is great. I’ve been given permission to be excited and happy about this and that’s really great.

Also I talked a bit about the story and about how the main character is anxious and depressed at the beginning but the show is about him finding confidence in himself and even when he had a breakdown in episode 7 he came back and did well despite that and she said “That is a really positive message and really positive thing to have in your life.”

So all those people saying “Yuri on Ice cured my depression”? Guess what? Yuri on Ice might LITERALLY cure my depression…or at least put it back into remission.

Scrubs {Sentence Starters}

  • “Ahh. Uncomfortable silences and alcohol. Just like thanksgiving at home.”
  • “You have no chance of being normal.”
  • “Don’t ever be afraid to come to me with stuff like that.”
  • “A person doesn’t have to be perfect to be exactly what you need.”
  • “It’s the kid inside of us that keeps us all from going crazy.”
  • “I don’t dislike you, I nothing you.”
  • “Nothing’s worse than a ninja - they’re masters of every style of combat.”
  • “Have you been in the supply closet, crying?”
  • “It sounds like you’re asking me out on a man date.”
  • “There’s a good chance I’m gonna kill someone.”
  • “The only way you could be more useless right now is if you actually were the wall.”
  • “Gosh, now I’m too proud of you to be mad at you.”
  • “Relationships don’t work they way they do on television and in the movies.”
  • “Sometimes it feels like you’re holding back.”
  • “All you do is bitch about your relationships all day long!”
  • “We’re only four seconds in and I’m already regretting my decision.”
  • “I can’t believe you lost our bottle opener.”
  • “I think we both know there’s a little more to it than that.”
  • “Does this lipstick make me look like a clown?”
  • “Why don’t I ever listen to me?”
  • “Well isn’t that just the pickle on the giant crap sandwich that is my day.”
  • “Come on, what’s the worst that could happen?”
  • “I can’t help but notice you love telling jokes.”
  • “Do you want to be alone?”
  • “You’re telling me that you actually made a decision that had a positive impact on your life?”
  • “Can you get that for me? I can’t reach it.”
  • “Don’t look in her eyes, she might steal your soul.”
  • “I refuse to be judged by a grown man wearing a hockey jersey.”
  • “That was my mistake. I keep forgetting that you’re a horrible, horrible person.”
  • “Why are you so afraid of loving me?”
  • “Do you want to cry a little?”
  • “Why do you have to jump out and scare me all the time?”
  • “What do I know about good relationships?”
  • “Newsflash! You can’t drink and then come to work!”
  • “Why is there a pancake in the silverware drawer?" 

The Difference Between Us is an upcoming My Little Pony fan game about Fluttershy on her first date with Pinkie Pie. Fluttershy never knew that Pinkie felt that way about her, and she struggles to figure out what she wants and how she feels about Pinkie as she finds her way through the date.

There are three main routes through the date, and each route has three endings, all with several different variations depending on your prior choices. There are no bad endings, just different ways of exploring a new relationship and the new feelings that come with it. All of the mane six as well as the cutie mark crusaders make appearances to offer advice, hang out, or even put on a show. And all along the way, Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie will be telling stories, sharing secrets, healing old wounds, and, hopefully, growing closer.

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Emergency Commissions

Hey guys, another problem popped up. This /needs/ to be reblogged, this is going towards debt I have to pay off.

Unfortunately when you hit an adult age, our insurance gives you a thing called a deductible. I have to pay off $650 with all of my hospitalization and visits to my clinic, to keep myself healthy of course. (From my back and my medication I’m currently taking to control my depression, weight and blood pressure.)

Right now, I need to pay off $144. In 9 DAYS.

If you guys could help out in any way, that would be lovely. I’m lowering my commissions down so that flat colored drawings are only $20 until the end of January to go to paying off this $650. I repeat, drawing is my only way of income as of now. I’m working on getting more money in another way but that’ll take a while and it’ll be after this due date passes!!!

Payment and even donations can be sent to and email keep for a commission request. PLEASE help me out, this is really serious and I have to pay off this bill.

To you,

I wish that things could have gone differently for us. I really wish that there was some way to make things work out. I don’t know what you’re doing right now and I don’t know if I even cross your mind anymore the way I used to. I don’t know how easy I was to forget or if you still lie awake at night thinking about me too. I don’t know if you ever consider calling to check up on me anymore or if you’ve just moved past that entirely. I don’t know if I’m anything more than the girl you know will do you favors because she still cares. Hell, I don’t even know if we’re on the same planet anymore. But here’s to a clean cut and a nice ending. I hope you’re having a nice life.

—  💜
Beautiful Stranger [Chapter 2]

Originally posted by jinyoung-ahh

Chapter 2 of Beautiful Stranger


Series Genre: AU/Smut/Fluff

Jinyoung stood up immediately.

“Y/N?” his smile widened. “What are you doing here?”

“I work here. You-you’re the new boss?” you stammered, completely taken aback by seeing him

Your heart was pounding. There’s no way this was actually happening. You thought back to the way you acted last night, the things you said, TO YOUR BOSS. You were mortified.

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Apology | Mingyu Angst | Oneshot

Request: hi! can i request a hella angsty seungcheol/mingyu (whichever one you feel most comfortable writing about) scenario based off the song “i’m not sorry” by dean (he’s the bad guy, not you)? i’d prefer a fluff ending but that’s okay if not. thank u sm ! i love ur writing so much shahsha uwu

Based off of this song

Word Count: 3,662

Originally posted by spoilerhoshi

You opened your eyes and stared at the ceiling you used to think was white. Upon closer inspection it looked a lot more grey. The room that used to always feel perfectly warm now felt cold. Sometimes it felt too hot, but it was never just right–it was never the way it used to be.

“When is the last time you’ve even kissed me?” You shouted through tears, you wished you could just talk it out with him but that never seemed to work.  Perhaps this was the only way you could get through to him. 

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the death knell of tavi gevinson’s relatability is set to plinky music from teen vogue in the video where she shows them her “new york apartment” and shuffles around in silver prada sandals, just like thousands of other kids in manhattan, although they’re usually one-up on a trust fund and one-down on a successful fashion webzine. I wonder what it’s like to be a girl online + in your early teens right now and not have a massive gevinson-inspired inferiority complex. it’s kind of a beautiful irony, because there’s just no way that today’s smart 14-year-old girls see her as the one who “could have been them.” is there another tavi out there in the works? if there is, I don’t wanna know. 

im having a shit time and my room mate and i are out of money and food. we just got out a brutal relationship with the same person and are kind of dealing with all that stuff (being cheated on, sexually assaulted, abused all that kind of stuff!!! lmao!!!) and were looking for work just everything kind of sucks right now!!!

we have a place to live, and thats nice, but we have nothing else left and we just need some help right now 

if you could throw anything our way to help with food and bus fair wed appreciate it a ton
even reblogs help is my pay pal 

also im always sellin nudes lmao hmu :)

Hey guys. I didn’t want to have it come to this, and I hate asking because it’s just not something my family taught me to do, but I’m not working currently, and I really could use some help with money.

I can’t afford to feed myself or my cat at the current period of time, and I’m worried because I don’t have anyone to turn to in my family or elsewhere to get any. While I’m going to start working soon, I won’t get paid until the end of the month, meaning that I have absolutely no way to feed myself from here on out.

It would help me a lot if anyone could donate to my paypal (, I believe) and send in even a couple cents. I’m just really scared right now because, as of today, I have no more food and no means of getting any.

I’m seeing a lot of armies mad at exo-l’s right now and I think it’s because they’re misunderstand why we think BTS didn’t deserve the award. It’s not because we don’t like BTS or think that BTS doesn’t work as hard it’s because there is no way bts could’ve won if Melon was actually using the criteria that they said they were. It’s the same with BlackPink’s win. I like BlackPink infinitely more than I like IOI but IOI should’ve won hands down given how we were told the awards were going to be given out.  You can’t tell people that the awards are going to be given out for a certain achievement then change it after the fact, that’s not right. So i’m not saying that bts doesn’t work hard or that they don’t deserve a daesang, we’re saying that it wasn’t possible for them to win that daesang without foul play being involved on melon’s part. It’s not bts’s fault and they don’t deserve this drama just like BlackPink doesn’t deserve the drama. It’s about the fact that Melon is being shady and that’s not right.

rick, you’re still bleedin there buddy


One of my personal favorite ‘tip’ posts on the subject >>>

I know I’ve seen more but I can’t seem to find them right now ;-; I would encourage you to search though, they’re around!

My wordy post on drawing Men vs women >>>

Again this is NOT A TUTORIAL. I would have liked to go more in depth and actually detail out logistics of how to draw body and form and mass but the reality is, such a thing takes a lot of time and I don’t have any- at least not right now. If getting me to do tutorials/quick courses is an interest of you guys though, let me know! I could consider ways of working out time to do so in the future :)

These are just really quick general tips to keep in mind when drawing, and drawing Xadril, specifically. I cannot overstate the importance of reference when learning how to draw people and body types, however- reference really is your best friend when learning to draw anything!  

Happy Valentines day! Have some Buttonso! And some cake.


anonymous asked:

Could you possibly do an image where the turtles react to their S/O dancing and I then in middle of the song they do a dab or some popular dance move? Thank you!


When he sees you pulling the Moon Walk in the middle of the lair he just stops what he’s doing and watches, chuckling and smiling to himself at how friggin’ adorable you are being right now.  He might take a sneak pic, but then go on his way and let you continue your jam-out session.

Originally posted by gifsofthe80s


Hoo boy, the Shuffle really gets him worked up, and not like hot-and-bothered kinda worked up, like, he wants to dance too!  Maybe a little jig or a a twirl with you, but then he’d go on his way.  You make it look easy and fun!  It’s surprising to him.  He definitely records it if he can, but other than that he just laughs and watches you.

Originally posted by technoislife


When he sees you start pulling the Single Ladies moves he definitely grabs a camera.  It is the most adorable thing he’s ever seen, apart from you of course, but he can’t help but chuckle and gush at how cute you are.  It’s rare to see you jam out this freely in the lair; he can hear his brothers chuckling in the background as well and tell them to hush so they won’t disturb you.  

Originally posted by superiorgirls1


Oh boy, when you did the Gungnam Style he immediately joins you, no question about it.  If he gets the chance to boogie with you he won’t let it slide. PARTAAAYYYY

Originally posted by charleighvp

Who You Are

Pairing: None - Reader is part of the team

Word: 1,281

Request: yes! Leave requests here

Warnings: LGBT hate crime for any sensitive readers (ps, you should never feel insecure and you are all beautiful little muffins and I love you ok)

Summary: Anon requested:   Hey, could you write something where the team(inc. reader) is working on a lgbt hate crime, and the reader gets really uncomfortable and no one can understand why, but then they come out as a lesbian and the team is all really supportive and positive? No pairings or anything. Sorry if this is a weird request I’m just really insecure in my sexuality right now and thought something like this might help. I love your writing by the way, you’re really talented! :))

A/N:  Thank you for reading first and foremost.  I love knowing that there are real people out there enjoying my writing - it’s reassuring and heartwarming!

Secondly, as a bisexual female, I can COMPLETELY relate to your sitch.  I’ve only recently come to terms with my sexuality, and I can understand that it’s hard to accept yourself for who you are.  Please, please, please never feel insecure about who you like or who you are, because you are special and deserving of love and if anyone ever tells you otherwise, then screw em, alright?  I love you and there are plenty of people out there who love you too.

P.s., I adore this request.  I’m honored to write this, thank you for requesting.

Originally posted by toyboxboy

“We believe we are looking for a white male in his late 30′s, early 40′s.  He’s choosing his victims based on their sexuality,” Prentiss said to all the cops in the room.

“There’s a chance that this man may be in denial of his own sexuality, taking it out on these victims.  He’s angry about who he is,” Morgan rattled off.

“He’s killing his victims with blunt objects, and his rage is evident by the extreme overkill.  This man is incredibly dangerous,” Rossi added. 

You were sitting, listening to your coworkers give the profile, trying to keep yourself together.

“If you gather anymore information, please let us know immediately.  Thank you,” Hotch finished, dismissing the room of policemen and women.  “Dave, Reid and Y/N, can you three go to the medical examiner’s office and see if you can find out if there was any sexual assault to the male victims?”

The three of you nodded you heads and began to gather your things. 

“Prentiss and Morgan, go to the bar the victims were last seen.  We need to find out if anyone knew them personally.”

Once Hotch was finished giving out orders, everyone went their respective ways. 

The entire time to the M.E., your mind was racing, unable to fathom why even in the 21st century, queer people were still considered targets to hate crimes.  It made you scared for yourself, too, knowing that people would treat you differently based on your sexual orientation.

Hotch was certain these murders were because the unsub was fighting their own sexuality, but you had your doubts.  You felt in yourself it was truly just out of spite because these victims happened to be queer.  You knew what it was like to be unsure of your own sexuality, but in no way did you think that would lead to something as cruel as this.

You twiddled your thumbs in the backseat of the SUV, feeling incredibly too insecure.

“You okay?” Reid asked from the passenger’s seat.  He was looking at you with slight suspicion and you felt yourself shrink under the profiler’s stare, but you managed to fake a strong composure, not giving away that the case was bothering you too much.

“I’m fine,” you replied with a slight smile.  Reid pressed his lips together and nodded, not wanting to pry. 

The rest of the car ride to the M.E.’s office was silent.  Your secret seemed to be burning a hole in your mind.  You needed to pull yourself together.  If your team grew any more suspicious, you’d have to tell them, and that was the last thing you wanted.

“The male victims seem to be the least injured, actually.  The overkill was evident on the female victims,” Dr. Farley, the M.E. told you.

“What about sexual assault?” David asked him, studying the female victim on the table.

“None that we could find,” the doctor replied.  You took a closer look at the body, something near her thigh catching your eye.

“Reid,” you said, motioning to the body.  “Give me a hand?”  You carefully lifted the woman’s leg to see the marks that showed a sign of struggle.  “You said you didn’t find sexual assault even on the female victims?” you asked.  Reid was helping you to carefully lay the body onto its side.

“Yes, there was no evidence of that.  Not on male or female victims,” the examiner said, coming to look at what you were looking at.

“That’s because you were looking in the wrong place,” you said, pointing to the rear end of the corpse.  The bruises on her thighs looked like a pair of hands had been holding her down, and her rear end looked destroyed, overkill suddenly seeming like an understatement.

“So this man is not raping the men, but the women, and he chooses not to do it in the… front,” Reid said, his face growing red.

“I’m beginning to think this doesn’t have much to do with our unsub’s own sexuality,” Rossi admitted, dialing the phone to call Hotch.

“Just a purely hateful man,” you muttered, mainly to yourself.  Looking at the woman made you feel incredibly more insecure about yourself.  You couldn’t understand how it was possible for someone to hate a person just because of who they like.  Your face grew hot, and you felt almost sick to your stomach.

“Y/N, are you sure you’re okay?” Reid asked, but you were already out the door.

“So this unsub is mad at the women for being gay.  He takes it out on them the worst because that means that they are incapable of liking him, and with his narcissistic personality, he sees that as offensive and rapes them from behind.  We’re sure he’s not possibly gay and in denial?” Prentiss rambled after hearing the new information.

“If he was in denial, he’d be raping them from the front.  He’s probably come to accept his sexuality,” Hotch stated.

“Then why the hell is he killing gay men, too?” you asked in a too defensive tone.  Everyone in the room looked at you in shock.  You seemed to be taking this case harder than anyone else.

“Can I talk to you for a moment, Y/N?” Hotch asked.  Your sudden outburst obviously didn’t sit well with him.

“No,” you said.  This was it.  No more hiding the truth.  “I’d rather you all hear this, okay?  I know that I’m taking this case a little too seriously and that it’s quite clearly getting to me.  But as a gay woman, it’s hard not feel offended by this asshole just killing innocent people just because of their sexual orientation.  It’s really disappointing and discouraging to know that there are still people in this world who can’t accept others because of who they are and I just really want this son of a bitch to get what he deserves, alright?” you told them.  Their faces were all mixed with shock and awe.  Before you let any of them get a chance to say anything to you, you stormed out the door of the conference room with tears beginning to stream down your face. 

A weight has just been lifted off your shoulders, but the room still felt heavy.  You sat on a bench just outside of the police station.  After a few minutes, JJ walked out the door and once she saw you, sat down next to you.

“I wanted to tell you guys sooner,” you muttered, unable to look at her.

“It was your decision,” she replied, rubbing your back.

“I don’t know why, but I was scared to tell you.  I just didn’t want anyone to treat me differently or look at me differently,” you said.  JJ sighed and rested her hand in her lap.

“Y/N, you’re always going to be a part of this team and part of this family.  And you more than anyone should know that it’s a family’s duty to be accepting of one another and love each other unconditionally.  Every member of this family loves you, no matter what.  In fact, now that we know this about you, we probably love you more than we ever thought we could.”

You looked over to meet her eyes.  “Yeah?” you asked, almost in a shy tone.

“Of course.  Come here.”  She pulled you in for a hug, and instantly the world felt light again.  Of course they wouldn’t care, what were you thinking?

“Let’s go,” she said, pulling you off the bench and back into the conference room with the rest of the team.

“Y/N, you ready to give this son of a bitch what he deserves?” Morgan asked you with a smirk. 

You smirked back.  “Hell yeah.”

Under the table, Ryn’s hand was creeping slowly up Dorian’s thigh.

The sly little bastard appeared, for all anyone could tell, to be wholly invested in the story the Marquis was telling him. His pretty face was attentive but expressionless, he nodded at all the appropriate times.

And under the table his fingers found their way into Dorian’s laces, and made themselves friendly with the flesh there.

Dorian coughed, nearly choking on his bite. Everyone around the table looked at him in alarm and concern – even Ryn.

“Try some water,” Ryn suggested, helpfully, innocently. When Dorian glared daggers, he handed him his cup.

“Oh,” Dorian said, later, as they walked through the manor’s darkened gardens on their way to their room. “I’m sure you think you’re very funny and very clever, but I assure you, the moment I get you alone – “

Ryn smiled in the moonlight. He said, “We’re alone now, and you’ve done nothing at all.”

“Why, what a cheeky thing you are,” Dorian said. “Don’t coquette at me when I’m threatening you.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it,” Ryn said solemnly. “But I’m afraid for a threat to be effective, you have to use a little more detail. Unless you plan on throwing me over your lap right here in the middle of the Marquis’s gardens, then I’m afraid I’m really not impressed.”

Dorian caught his wrist as he made to pass, and pulled him back to himself. He pressed him hard against one of the decorative pillars, in a spill of silvery moonlight. Ryn’s smile was infectious. “You live for scandal,” Dorian accused, and kissed him. There was no missing the mischief that danced in his lover’s eyes.

Ryn curled his fingers in Dorian’s shirt. He pushed his thigh boldly between the mage’s. “Still think I’m terribly dull?” he asked, and Dorian couldn’t help but to laugh. It almost came out, then. He almost said it, confessed to the love he had been harboring for well over a year.

Had he had a little more wine with dinner, he might have done it.

“You are a great many things,” Dorian told him instead. “Dull is not one of them.”

Some things are better gone (Peter Parker x Reader)

Request: I’m kinda stalking your blog rn dont mind me bUT YOU ARE AN AMAZING WRITER OH SHIT. Is it okay if you do me a drabble at some point, if so could it be 14,15,21,35 and 44? Love your work so much and i hope its not too much to ask for!!

A/N: This is very angsty as I was(and am) in a pretty bad mood while I was writing this and I needed a way to let it out.

Drabble 14: I do not like you

Drabble 15: I love him 

Drabble 21: Are you jealous?

Drabble 35: You hurt me

Drabble 44: I’m sorry

List of drabbles:

‘’Please, let me explain’’ Peter tells you as he enters the living room, seeing you laughing at a movie on the TV.
You quickly turn around to look at him and furrow your brows, an angry expression on your face.
‘’Leave me alone’’ you hiss at him, feeling the rage burning inside you, turning back around to return your attention to the TV.
He tries to sit next to you, but you get up, turning off the TV and walking to your room at the Stark Tower, the happy mood you had, instantly gone.
‘’Oh, come on, don’t be mad’’ he says, following you.
‘’Leave me alone’’ you repeat, not even turning around to look at him. He ignores you and just keeps walking behind you, trying to catch up to you. He walks into your room a second after you and closes the door behind him, turning around to look at you. ‘’I didn’t tell you you could come in.’’
‘’Why are you so mad at me?’’ he says furrowing his eyebrows.
‘’Are you serious?’’ you say, finally turning to look at him. ‘’You hurt me. You slept with her out of nothing but spite because of the fight we had. You didn’t even have the guts to tell me until a month after. And you wonder why I’m mad?’’ you shout.
‘’I told you I was sorry! And don’t go playing the victim. A month later you already had a new boyfriend, as if nothing had happened between us’’ he says, getting closer to you.
‘’Are you jealous?’’ you ask, a harsh laugh leaving your mouth. ‘’You know what? I love him. He has done nothing to me but love me, not like you.’’
‘’Don’t act as if you didn’t love me anymore. We dated for years, [Y/N]. You can’t just forget about that.’’
‘’Oh, watch me, because I can and I will. I don’t love you anymore. I do not even like you. I just feel disgusted when I look at you, so leave my room before I have to kick you out myself.’’
‘’Please, [Y/N]. I’m sorry’’ he says, a begging look in his eyes.
‘’I said leave. And do it now’’ you tell him, turning around and not letting out a breath until you hear the door close.
Some things are better gone.

anonymous asked:

Hello! I'm a dedicated jikook lover and I really appreciate your blog and headcanons~ your English skills are not bad at all! Could you maybe do a hc with insecure Jimin and Jungkook making him feel better?

aw thank you! I’m honored you appreciate my blog! So here we go..

- Jimin sings all the time, not because he likes to, but because he feels like his voice isn’t good enough

- he stays up all night just to work out because he can’t believe anyone would like his body the way it is right now

- he often stands in front of the mirror and looks at himself, trying not to seem weak or broken

- Jungkook notices that Jimin doesn’t make jokes or laughs as much as he did before- he also doesn’t tell his opinion anymore and Jungkook guesses it’s because Jimin thinks his opinion isn’t as important as the others are

- he knows his guess is right as soon as he sees Jimin standing in the bathroom, touching his face insecurely

- Jungkook can’t hold himself back when he sees Jimin sobbing, touching his stomach

- “Hyung~ ah you look so handsome again!”

- Jungkook stands behind the smaller one, putting his arms around Jimins body

- “Look at yourself..So pretty!”

- Jimin watches Jungkook kissing his shoulders and neck

- “I wish my face would look as handsome as yours does!”

- Jimin softly smiles when Jungkooks hands caresses his upper body

- Jungkook does it everytime he sees Jimin being insecure

- “Jiminie~ Please sing for me! Your voice is so angelic!” - “what the- it’s 3 am, Jungkook!”

- it takes four weeks until Jungkook doesn’t kisses Jimins upper body but finally kisses his lips

- “I really really like you.. Everybody likes you..How could anyone not like you? You’re perfect the way you are and I don’t want you to change..”

- Jimin is overwhelmed by the way Jungkook treats him

(just imagine this happen.. my heart..)

“Get Out of the Way Before I Murder You” (Zico)

Requested by anon

Full prompt: Get out of the way before I murder you. + I think you forgot who wears the pants in this relationship + Just sleep with one eye open, that’s all I’m saying

Originally posted by hobiholic

    “I’m leaving.”

    “What the fuck are you talking about?” You glared right back into Jiho’s blazing eyes.

    “You heard me,” he said, “Now get out of the way before I murder you.”

    You laughed bitterly. “Just go to bed, Jiho.”

    “Like I could sleep?” he said.

    “I don’t give a fuck if you sleep or not but there’s no way I’m staying in your apartment,” you snapped, and then turned to go.

     “You know what your problem is?” Jiho called after you as you walked away. “You forgot who wears the pants in this relationship. This isn’t gonna work, you know. Just sleep with one eye open, that’s all I’m saying- I can’t stick around like this.”

     You stuck up your middle finger as you walked into the hall and then slammed the door behind you.

     It was only when you got to your car that the tears began to slide down your cheeks. You didn’t even know how the argument had started- it had something to do with Jiho commenting on how much free time you had- but it had ended up with the two of you shouting at each other, Jiho about how you didn’t have a good job and asked for too much regarding how little you did and you about how Jiho never made any time for you, and did he just expect you to be okay with that? And of course you didn’t spend all your free time blowing off- most of the time you weren’t at work you were working on the online college degree you were trying to get. It was true, Jiho helped you out with your apartment payments sometimes and he spoiled you a bit, but you’d never asked him to- he just did it- so to have it held over your head as if you were some sort of gold-digger hurt your pride.

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