hello i need genuine advice… was this rude of me?? bc she said she felt like i was degrading enha by using the 🤨🤨 like as if i think enha is lesser than nct but i was just being playful🥲 if it’s actually mean then imma go apologise to her if it’s not then i will still apologise bc she’s my 🫁 AHAHAHA no way am i losing her over something like this
hello my mutuals and followers a.k.a default MOAs, so far your girl got accepted in 6 and rejected from 0 schools out of the 15 she applied to.
You’re on a blind date but the only person you want attention from is your best friend (who won’t give you any)
➪ Pairing: Xiaojun x fm!reader, ft WayV
➪ Word Count: 1.9k
➪ Genre & AU: fluff, angst, best friends-to-lovers, idiots-to-lovers, blind date!au
➪ Warnings: Food (reader eats meat), swearing (read: overuse of the f word)
➪ Note: Xiaojun is a bit of an idiot, Kun handsomeness overload also I don’t know jackshit about western classical music so everything here is crumbs I got from google anna (yes i will start using telugu words now since i haven’t used my mother tongue with someone other than my family in a long long time and i’m going insane)
“Oh!”, your date gasps, recognizing– for the 5th time that night– a piano piece playing on the restaurant speaker, and you internally groan.
“Isn’t this Tchaikovsky’s Symphony No. 1?”, he asks you with a hint of a smile and raised eyebrows as if you were the artist out of the two present.
“I don’t know”, you shrug slowly, “It sounds like that one piece from ‘The Nutcracker’ to me”, and you hope you managed to hide your disinterest in both the topic of conversation and him. You pick up your cutlery, popping a few pieces of meat into your mouth and taking your time to chew.
This was your 24th– no– 25th blind date, courtesy of your mother’s admirably strong desire to find herself a son-in-law and potential father to her grandchildren as soon as your career was deemed stable, and you wouldn’t be here hadn’t it been for the promise you made when you first chose the corporate world over science and math and art.
“We’ll let you major in business, on one condition— you’ll marry early.”
And 17 year old you agreed, because it wasn’t a problem 17 year old you would have to deal with.
You met 25 men from 19 different careers, most of them being either insufferable or incompatible. They want different things in life, and the urge to argue and convince them to see the way you see the world is difficult to suppress.
You’re starting to see why business majors don’t have much of a personal life.
ASK ME WHICH DRAMA
working on changing my writing blog’s theme. complete makeover.
he literally TALKS in tiny my heart can’t take this much cuteness
i’m convinced 70% of SMent’s direct income goes to its producers
hey everyone!! so i may be doing something really impulsive, but personally, i really really love this name since it ties in to my indian culture and heritage and i just basically really love the name fjdmdk so…
i’ve decided to change my alias to ira
i’d appreciate it if you called me ira from now on, since i already feel super comfortable with a name that’s based off of sanskrit :> huge shoutout to my bestie nix for coming up with the name, i love you so much <33
tagging my moots underneath the cut:
hello friendly reminder that you do not need a special occasion to use nice things! if you wait long enough your nice bath bomb won’t be as fizzy! your favourite fruits will go out of season! candles are meant to be burned, not looked at! you’re not enjoying your special tea if it’s just sitting in your cupboard! you’re allowed to have nice and special things on completely ordinary days! heck, it might just make that day special!!
My mother taught me something when I was little. It is a quote from a dear elderly friend’s late husband. They were alive in the Great Depression. He served in the second World War and she sang opera to the troops.
He always said that “Life is the occasion.” There is no need to wait to use the fine china or bring out the good wine. Life is the only occasion we need for those special things we covet and hide away in our pantries and closets. Enjoy it.
my biggest secret is that i’m not over my ex
is tumblr glitching? i can’t open my blog site on desktop