Sometimes, puppers needs love

After a long night of work, coming home to him is the best part of the day. 🙂

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Pros and Cons of working like a Vampire

Sleeping in is a natural occurrence for me, but my family would sometimes look at me as I slept comfortable for, well, forever. Why get up? Well now I have a perfect reason to settle any whispering around me.

Overnights.

Yep! I got an overnight position at my local grocery store and it has been a huge improvement in my life. But what goes up must come down and by down I mean being supported by your cap’s lid as you doze off for an hour amist the shift.. Yep!

Pros? I don’t have to deal with rude customers who think they can bully us into doing what they want. Ever. I also don’t have to worry about rushing about when corporate overloads us because “you can handle it” *click*

Cons? I have done a complete 180 for my sleep cycle and have been such a ride. My eyes hurt when they closed. My temper flared when things went differently in the morning. My patience for people have shortened

My parent is a bit worried about me and have been keeping a real hard look at me. With love of course. He makes sure he sees me sleeping (because sometimes I’m too awake and stay up) and makes sure I am eating correctly. Making meals is always fun for him because then leftovers are separated into little meals for me. Ultimate assurance I have food with me, which as a food junkie I can’t complain.

Overnights, it’s really a interesting and calming. Especially when I see that there is 47 order hours set up and only 27 scheduled work hours for that day. It makes me feel better with the whole deal.

Been waiting forever

Giovanni:

You could have been waiting a day

You could have been waiting a month

You could have been waiting a year

You could have been waiting years

You could have been waiting lifetimes

You could have been waiting forever

None of it seems to matter when you find that one piece that completes you, whether you like it or know it. Whether you could completely imagine yourself with them or didn’t even know about them. It’s almost like the world starts spinning a bit slower, or maybe I just made it sound slower so I could have more moments.

Lucifer: Did you?

Giovannii: 🙂 The world will never know, but it was completely worth it.

Counting Stars – A Long time Fiction from a Fan

Everyone we  striving to be noticed. To have that golden beam hit one of them and stay on one. It was all the glee club knew. New York City seemed like the place to achieve that, and while a few got their fifteen minutes of fame, it was Rachel Berry who hit it big time first. She was the lead of ‘Funny Girl’, Broadway’s sweet heart. She was the breakaway star of the group, everyone thought. But then it all turned after one winter fashion show. Now she had to compete with her long time best friend Kurt Hummel who was growing exponentially in fame.They tried to be friends. But the lima Ohio misfits couldn’t seem to hit that note right.

Years later and  Kurt Hummel hasn’t gone back to Lima or talked to anyone he knew there for a while now.To be accurate, he hasn’t talked to anyone since he started his rise to fame mainly because before then no one was interested in hanging out with him. That is until Rachel Berry finds him and corners him into coming back to Lima, to save the glee club. The same glee club that allowed the two to be friends. But after all these years, can any of the members manage to cooperate. Kurt doesn’t think so. But like everyone else, he’ll have to try to do something more than showing up to help. For the first time in forever they’ll have to sacrifice their wants for what the club could need, before it’s too  Pairings: Kurt/Blaine, Britanna,Puck/Quinn, Finn/Rachel

Most BS Yet- 2

AUTHOR’S NOTE: This is the proper next part to The Most Basic Story Yet.

Still on the first floor was a round of seats assembled, matching the room’s aesthetic, and waiting were his parents. Lounging with her feet up on the ottoman, his mother had her eyes closed with the sunlight pouring right on top. Her gentle chocolate curls shimmered in the spotlight, and long slender fingers moving ever so slightly to brush them. The rest of her was no different, having more of the appearance of a twenty-year-old than a near forty-year-old one. Still, the minute she could hear his footsteps her long lashes fluttered open and he was greeted with a disarming smile. It was hard to be annoyed by the servant while looking at her, the joy from just being near her was already intoxicating.

His father stood by, looking around in thought. His hair didn’t have much curl to it rather it took on volume for it’s beauty. It was cut asymmetrical and the left side showed off the man’s natural highlights. Dressed in a royal suit, small badges and awards twinkled together as he turned. His eyes don’t hold as much joy as his mother did, rather focusing on the boy uneasily.

When Lux came to them, he bowed swiftly from the waist. “Father. Mother.”

“My darling.” His mother whispered in glee. She raised her hand as high as she could, and he met her there to allow a soft caress of the check. They shared a brief smile together.

His father coughed. “Has everything been packed?”

Lux broke away from his mother. “Yes. Everything is packed. There is just one more thing to consider.”

His parents waited.

“I don’t want to go.”

His mother slouched further in the chair while his father took a steady breath, holding onto the chair as he did.

“This is not up for discussion Lux. You chose the school and now you must follow through.” His father answered sternly.

At his side, Lux balled his fists. “I didn’t know a bunch of nobodies were going to be there. I don’t want to deal with them.”

His mother gave him a sympathetic look.

“You don’t want to deal with them or what you had done?” His father snapped back, waving a finger in his direction.

“Them.” Lux said loud and quick.

His mother stood up and placed herself between them. “Gentlemen, please. This is no time for fighting. Haven’t we all done enough of it?”

His father shot him a hard look. “I’m not sure. Lux?”

Lux shot the hard look right back, his rage boiling his insides. “I am not forcing anyone to do anything. It was their choice-”

“You are the reason they were sent here!” His father stepped past the mother and came right to Lux’s face, not mercy and sympathy anywhere on his face. “Your words have much more power and you know that.”

On his face, a grin broke on it. Slippery and sly, Lux leaned away from his father. “Anybody can sing, but it takes a real musician to get the crowd going.”

A hard slap echoed in the chamber and Lux stumbled back.

The mother instantly repositioned herself in front of her husband, frantically looking back at her son. “Antun, Antun! We mustn’t hit. He is egging you.”

“He knows better.”

The grin on Lux’s face slightly disappeared, the stinging sensation spread across his face and the feeling of cold metal pricking his nerves. His body curled itself but at the same time tried to position it to attack back. The sensation of want raced through the boy at lightning speed, sparking nerves and sending distant memories to his brain. He covered his mouth and looked at his parents.

The doors to the gallery burst open with a gust of wind rushing in past the two people entering.

“Princess Antonela Aklina Vitezic, your majesty.” The servant bowed and quickly vanished, closing the doors.

A small girl walked to the King, her dark hair flittering around her shoulders by the gust of wind. She smiled brightly at him, her chocolate eyes warm to the sight. The dress she had on was bright yellow and slowed around her ankles, which had a pair of shorts seen underneath when the girl spun around. When she was done she bowed playfully and laughed, her father joining her.

“Ela.” He embraced her in a small hug.

Ela turned to her brother slowly retreating to the wall. “What are you doing Lux?”

He rolled his eyes and removed his hand from his mouth, licking his lips for any blood. “Just speaking my mind, that’s all.”

Ela shook her head and pulled him away from the wall. He didn’t try to resist. She looked between the two men with a smile. “I heard the slap.”

The room went silent. Their mother sucked in a harsh breath.

“It was nothing.” Lux corrected standing straight. “Don’t worry yourself about it.”

Ela laughed into her hand. “I wasn’t. Knowing you, you probably deserved it.”

The parents suppressed a smile from their faces, just barely.

“Be nice you two.” Their father squeaked out.

Taking the mother’s hand, the parents made their leave in silence. The children watched as they go.


The moon

If you see the moon at a concert, it’s no coincidence. It can’t help but be enchanted by what it hears. It is the sole reason that throughout all the heavenly reigns, song and music has never been threatened. Sure they have on other planes such as this one (Earth) tried to demonize it. But for a higher diety to insult music is to insult the moon. No one would dare to do that.

Heaven or Hell

Dead or Alive

-Giovannii to Lucifer and Uriel

Inspired by seeing a very bright and present moon at a concert. It seemed pleased to be there as the rest of us were.