#BOTH OF THEM ARE SMART FOR THE LOVE OF GOD

[casuallyanidiot]

Group Participation!

Group project for a class where everyone hates each other, but they somehow fall in love with you???

Yandere! m Academic Rival! x gn! Reader x Yandere! m Nerd!

Dead Dove Do Not Eat! MDNI! Tw. Noncon, Yandere, Dubcon, Oral, Voyeurism, semi-public sex, recording

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When you got your assigned partners for the assignment, you actually considered just dropping out entirely. The two names on the paper were of the two people that had made your academic career an absolute nightmare.

Yandere Academic Rival is pissed that he has to work with you for once.

It’s not like you guys are nearly on the same level, so Elias just knows he’s going to have to be on your ass to make sure that you’re not going to manage to fuck this up for everyone. His normal opportunity to try and show you up has been dashed, and now he’s passive aggressively adding notes on to literally anything you write.

“I just feel like this is taking too much space. We can cut down on the word count much more if we remove this part.”

“Dude, that's literally just our hypothesis”

“As I said. You should let me write this part. It will be much better.”

He’s so set on taking over bits of your project, but then he whines about how much he has to do. He spends hours nitpicking everything your group does, but he seems to love focusing on you in particular.

“Come on. You should at least come with me to dinner. I’m staying here after hours to try and fix your mistakes."

“What the- no one asked you to do that???”

“Well, we might as well punch in the failing grade ourselves if I don’t. Sit down. You’re not going anywhere until I can thoroughly check what you’re up to.”

Yandere Nerd isn’t much better.

You had hoped that Marcus would tamper down on his creepiness now that there was someone else present when you interacted with him, but you had no such luck. 

He’s a lot more brazen in his advances now. His hand tries to worm its way between your clenched thighs under the table, prodding at your crotch with a mischievous grin like you weren’t sweating bullets. He likes to insert your nudes into the shared draft at ungodly hours at night, making you constantly have to be on the lookout to remove it before Elias would see.

Now, Marcus is smart. Smarter than both you and Elias. Getting him on this project was a guaranteed first class mark in the bag, but it was a goddamn headache making him do anything. You literally had to get on your hands and knees to beg him to do his paragraph on the introduction page. He took a photo, grinned, and finished it flawlessly in less than an hour. You shuddered to think what he would ask of you next.

It wasn’t just him, either. You had been doing your best to manage them both, but it was getting out of hand. Not to mention, but Elias was getting more and more needy.

“You’re working with me today. Not him.” He would scoff in disdain, grabbing your wrist and tugging you off to crowd you against some cafe booth while he tried to get you to drink a coffee you could barely afford. It was hard to keep up with his insults when Marcus would be firing off texts saying “Bby where r u? :(“ followed by a photo of his weeping cockhead. For whatever reason, your so-called rival kept wanting to dig through your phone to see what could possibly be taking up so much of your time. You had to appease him by sneaking off together to the bathroom so you could suck him off so he would drop it.

“God you’re so filthy. I bet you would do this for anyone, wouldn’t you?” He’d hiss between moans. As much as he acted like he was above you, he couldn’t stop the whimpers pouring from his lips as he came down your throat. He couldn’t stop the little admission of love when he thought you were too busy swallowing, either. 

Your days were filled with a delicate balance of trying to finish your work, corralling the two of them into actually making progress, and staving off their demands for more and more time with you by trying to make them cum in random spots around campus. A hand job here, and thigh job there, and you were nearly finished with this stupid ass assignment. You’d done a pretty damn good job stopping them from finding out about each other too. Their whispered threats about what would happen if they caught you with anyone else rang cold in your ears every time they tried to ask for more.

It all came crashing down when Elias snapped one day. You were sitting in a study room that had been booked so you could actually try and edit this damn thing properly and just be done. Your fingers flew across your keyboard, the noise filling the otherwise silent space between you. You didn’t notice when he stopped, but you did notice when he was suddenly right next to you, his shadow looming over the words on screen. You paused, sweat forming on the back of your neck.

It was a blur after that. His hands were tugging at your clothes, bending you over the desk as papers and pens scattered to the ground. “You’re so fucking annoying,” he panted in you ear as his hips snapped against yours. The sound of skin on skin replaced the ambience of a productive workflow, and you were left scrambling and stifling your moans. 

“Always going around, looking at me like I mean nothing. You think you're better than me? You think you don't need me?” He was rambling, his hand on the back of your throat as he held you in place. He was angry, but there was a desperation to his words. It was like he needed you to affirm his words, to tell him everything he'd been hoping that would tumble from your lips for weeks at this point. You were no stranger to getting pounded at this point, but there was an urgency to the way you tried to plead with him to stop. 

“N-ngh~! Elias you gotta hah, y-you gotta stop. Marcus is on his-” He shut you up with a kiss, his lips sliding against yours as he cradled your face.

“Shut the fuck up,” he demanded, his voice ragged as he squeezed your neck in slight warning. “Don't mention that asshole. You're… you're always with him. Do you like him more than me? Tell me. Tell me right now or I'll make it so you can't sit for a whole week,” he demanded, and you could practically hear the insecurity dripping from his tongue. He didn't even give you time to answer. He just shoved you against the table again, your chest flush with the wooden surface. 

From the corner of your eye, you could see your face down phone lighting up. The vibrating notifications were sporadic at first, but the longer you didn't answer, the more frequent they became. Your stifled pleas for mercy were only met with grunts, and it wasn’t before long before your toes were curling and a heat in your belly grew more and more prevalent. But before you or Elias could finish, the door opened. 

Marcus just stood there for a moment, a genuinely shocked look on his face. You could have sworn Elias smiled, like it was some kind of victory to show how you were on the brink of orgasm to the guy he’d been quietly jealous of this entire time. But then, Marcus just grinned. It wasn’t genuine. You knew him well enough to know that.

“Oh? What do we have here?” 

You’d never known his voice to be that smooth, that controlled. Marcus locked the door behind him, his face unreadable as he walked in and pulled out his phone. Elias moved to cover you now that he was done showing off, but the other man put out his hand to stop him silently. You trembled beneath him.

“Oh please, there’s no need to stop for me,” he smirked, practically shoving his screen in your so-called rival’s face to show off a video of you sobbing and moaning while stuffed full of a cock that was certainly not the one currently inside of you right now. “ I’ve already seen it all,” he practically sneered. Elias’s grip tightened painful on your hip, and you panted as you craned your head to see his expression. He went pale before his face flashed with fury.

“You fucking asshole-!”

“Please, like you’re not doing the same thing right now. I should’ve known to keep them on a tighter leash,” Marcus sighed and brushed his hair back as he fixed his glasses and approached the other side of the table you were currently bent over. He wordlessly undid his belt and pants, his dick slapping you across the face as he fisted your hair far harsher than he normally would. You barely got a word in, trying to argue for your innocence before you were choking on his length. You coughed loudly, but they ignored your struggling to stay locked on each other. 

“There’s no point in arguing,” Yandere Nerd’s voice was sharp and cold as his hands worked your head. “We might as well work together until we can figure out how to deal with this,” he sighed, frustration simmering under the surface.

Elias looked genuinely taken aback, but he gritted his teeth as he started up the effort of fucking into you once again. Your eyes widened as you tried to get out of being fucked from both ends. Every time you tried to moan or cry out, Marcus’s tip could shove deep into your throat, causing you to gag. Your toes curled, and your back arched as you spasmed. 

“Fuck you,” he snapped between groans, his breath hitching as he switched between lovingly stroking your lower back and nearly breaking the table. “Fine. We’ll have to keep them in line. I didn’t know they’d be running around getting fucked like some low class- ngh!” He cut off his rambling as he leaned in and suddenly started pressing kisses and bites to your shoulders.

“Maybe a- shit yeah breath baby. Maybe a tracker for good measure,” Marcus suggested between snarls. “We can split the costs.”

Your stomach sank as they started to discuss the logistics about how to keep you quiet and pliant between the two of you while they kept thrusting into you like you weren’t even there. You sobbed, the sound muffled pitifully. Who knew that, this whole time, they’d actually been able to work together just fine?

[withluvvenus]

　　　　　　𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝓟𝐄𝐓𝐒 　　Ი︵𐑼　　!!!! 　　　　　　　　　elementary teacher dr edition .

　

　

　

　

　　

　　one . 　　goa 　　male cavapoo puppy !

૮･ﻌ･ა　oh my god , goa is the most playful puppy i may have ever gotten the honors to love and cuddle , well , goa hates being quiet and in one place , but i still love to cuddle with him . no matter how much energy he has in his tiny puppy body , he is super sweet and was one of the easiest . he was named after one of my favorite places from when i was younger , goa . it's a place in india with beaches and beautiful essence .

　　two . 　　mae 　　female golden retriever puppy !

૮･ﻌ･ა　my lovely mae is one of the most sweetest puppies one could ever meet on the streets . she's respectful , smart , and honestly the best to go to when you need someone to comfort you when you're down . she will actually sit there with you until she feels as if the person is feeling better . she was named after my birth month , may ! and the fact that she looks like spring as a puppy .

　　three . 　　aura 　　female holland lop bunny !

Ი︵𐑼　aura , my baby bunny , is the most quietest thing ever . she hates being seen by strangers and even more , hates to be perceived . she's usually sitting in a corner or hopping around out of sight . she's just a sigh little thing , also she looks like a marshmallow and i just love holding her . her actual name was aurora because i found that name so pretty , but my brother started calling her aura and now she's aura !

　　four . 　　aloha 　　female mini rex bunny !

Ი︵𐑼　alohaaaa , my cutie pie . this one is actually a brat , like in the most iconic way ever ! she roams my home like she's the one paying rent , looks like she's judging every new person and goa , and hates when she doesn't get what she wants . she actually came with aura , or what i like to call them , the opposite sisters . although they aren't twins , for me they are . i was the one who named aloha , only because this was when i couldn't stop thinking about the beach and the recent cruise trip i had taken alone . my first ever solo trip , actually !

　　five . 　　lady 　　female cavalier puppy !

૮･ﻌ･ა　aww lady , she's a nod to the movie ' The Lady and The Tramp ' , like i could not pass the oppurtunity when it was literally standing sweetly with two bows in her ears right in front of me . she's a sweetheart and very very dramatic , matt often says that she takes after me and i think that's the cutest thing ever ! she's honestly my little baby because she's the eldest out of all the puppies .

　　six . 　　tramp 　　male schnauzer terrier puppy !

૮･ﻌ･ა　whoever assumed that there is a lady but not a tramp would be awfully wrong . tramp actually is matt's puppy , but he obviously becomes mine also when matt and i start dating and move in together . when matt first met lady , he was ecstatic since he had tramp at home . tramp is just like his counterpart from the movie , energetic and so in love with lady . these two are so adorbs together , i can't even .

　　seven . 　　mauve 　　female cocker spaniel puppy !

૮･ﻌ･ა　mauve !! whenever i see a picture of her , my heart actually wants to burn alive because i don't actually have her in my house . she's not my dog , yet . we actually buy this cutie of a puppy when matt and i move in together !! so she's somewhere distant in the future ( literally one month tops ) but she's there ! she's absolutely lovely and just like mae , they both get along perfectly . they're practically sisters !

　　eight . 　　trevor 　　male labrador retriever puppy !

૮･ﻌ･ა　trevvv !! this handsome pup is matt's and has been since matt and his brothers have been sharing trevor . trev usually travels around , occasionally with chris , rarely with nick , and mostly with matt . don't underestimate the amount of love he receives though , since his whole family is head over heels for this little baby . however , he usually stays with matt . he's one of my dogs when matt and i move in together , just like tramp .

　　nine . 　　angel 　　female tabby kitten !

₍^. .^₎Ⳋ　angel is an angel , a very tired and exhausted but happy angel . matt once said how much he ached for a cat , and well obviously this prompted me to get one for us . when i returned with her in my arms , matt was so happy and jumping with childlike joy .

　　honorable 　　mention 　　

₍ᐢ·͈༝·͈ᐢ₎　we have a class pet , a hamster . the kids call him ' hammy ' because they couldn't come up with any other name even though matt and i told them they have a whole week to decide . they were just so excited to see that they have a class pet now ! but yeah , hammy is a hamster and we co parent him !

　　　　　　　　　　　　　 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗹𝘂𝘃 ✶ 𝘃𝗲𝗻𝘂𝘀

[not-maggie]

hi my love you should do a spencer agnew x reader but based off that one reddit story with the two friends who are secretly in love with each other and then the sperm donor thing. because thats cute. you should do that.

Baby Fever

Spencer Agnew x Reader

A/N) I just got this request and cranked it out because it's so cute! Hope I did it justice! Thanks anon <3

Baby fever hit almost every girl in the world, and unfortunately, it was hitting you hard. Every video on your feed, every post you saw, all contained adorable videos of babies. You wanted a baby, a child of your own, someone to love and watch grow, a person to raise and see their life build around them.

 One small problem, you were single. Painfully single. Like, no chance of finding a boyfriend anytime soon, let alone someone to start a family with. So, like any smart woman living on her own in L.A, you looked into sperm donors. Is getting pregnant on your own while living in one of the largest cities in the U.S a smart decision? Probably not, but your chances of finding the one aren’t looking too good right now, and you’re a smart, capable woman. You can do this, right? You have the Smosh family to help, they’re not the most traditional family, but they’re yours.

Just one issue, the sperm donor. Do you really want to go to a bank and get some random college guy’s jizz who probably only did it for the money just so you can have a little you? You don’t even know who the donor is, the child would be yours, yes, but the father…that's a special connection you want your kid to have. Someone you trust, someone you know, someone like Spencer. Oh, Spencer. Your best friend since you started at Smosh. You two started around the same time as editors and quickly grew close, bonding over games and movies. You became the dynamic duo of chaos, where one was, the other wasn’t far behind. You liked Spencer, like more than ‘you’re my best friend and work husband’ liked. You loved him, and who’s better to be your sperm donor than your best friend, right? It’s just because you trust him, not because you’re totally head over heels for him and would love to start an actual family with him, that would be crazy. 

And that’s how you pitched the idea to him. It was a Saturday night, movie night at Spencer’s. You were both lying on the couch, you tucked against his side, under his arm, as the credits for some dumb movie rolled on the screen. “Hey, Spence,” you began softly, not wanting to break the cozy quiet. He let out a small hum, prompting you to continue. “I’ve been thinking, and y’know, I finished college, I have a good job with Smosh, I’m at a comfortable place in my life right now.” He tilts his head to look at your face, you pick at your nails as you talk, a nervous habit you formed, and he always picked up on. He gently takes your hand in his to stop your fidgeting, “and…?” he knows there’s more, he always knows, he can read you like a book. “And…” you continue, “I think…I think I want a baby, I want a little me, y’know. So, um, I was thinking, since I obviously don’t have a boyfriend or fiance or anything…would you…would you be the sperm donor? I mean, obviously you don’t have to if you don't want to, and it’s totally up to you, and you don’t have to answer now. But, um, I trust you, and honestly I’d rather have you be the father of my kid than some rando…”

Spencer’s brain dies, fully, 100%, shuts off. Here you were, in his apartment, on his couch, curled up into his side…asking him to be the father of your child, and he has to pretend that it’s because your best friends and he’s not totally in love with you. god you two were terrible Someone pinch him because he has to be dreaming. “I- um, yeah.” He finally answers after a moment of silence, “yeah, thats…thats a huge honor, (y/n/n). I…if you want me to, then I’d love to…” And there it was, the agreement, the details needed to be planned out, but Spencer was going to be the father of your child. 

Monday morning rolled around and Spencer entered the Smosh office, finding Shayne talking to Courtney and Angela. “Talk, now, please,” he immediately grabs Shayne’s arm and drags him away. Shayne gives a confused goodbye to the other two as Spencer drags him into an empty conference room. Shayne knew about Spencer’s crush on you, having heard it originally after a long day of filming and Spencer’s tired ramblings. Shayne was a support for Spencer, since he knew a thing or two about liking a coworker, he offered advice to the poor gamer. The door closes behind the two, “What’s going on?” Shayne immediately questions.

 Spencer leans against the table, face buried in his hands“(YN)askedmetobethefatherofherchildandIagreedtodoit.” He quickly mumbles out. “Uhh…what?” Shayne didn’t catch any of that. “(Y/N) asked me to be the father of her child and I agreed,” Spencer repeats louder. Shayne freezes, “holy shit! Did you two….y’know? Did you at least tell her you like her?” Spencer’s face burns at his questions, “no we didn’t y’know,” he rolls his eyes. “And no…I didn’t tell her…” “Dude, why the hell not? She’s asking you to have a kid with her!” Shayne eyes widen at Spencer pure stupidity (lovingly). “It just didn’t feel right! What was I supposed to say, ‘yeah I’ll have a kid with you, by the way, I’ve been in love with you for three years’?” “Uh yeah, actually, that’s what you were supposed to say,” Shayne deadpans. “Look, dude, what do I do now?” Spencer sighs in defeat. “You gotta tell her man.” Spencer knows Shayne’s right, any idiot could see that Shayne was right, but it didn’t make it any easier. He knew what he had to do, “fine,” he relents, “I’ll talk to her.” Shayne gives him a smile and a pat on the shoulder, “let me know how it goes.” WIth that Shayne leaves the conference room to return to his previous conversation with Courtney and Angela, leaving Spencer alone with his thoughts.

You were at your desk editing a Pit video when you got a text from Spencer, “Can you meet me by the parking lot?” You quickly save your work and throw on your Spencer’s hoodie and make your way outside. You find Spencer leaning against the side of the building, “hey,” you greet quietly, sensing his nervous demeanor. “Hey, um listen…I need to tell you something,” he runs a hand through his curls, yeah, he's nervous. You nod softly, prompting him to continue, “So, um…You asked me to be the sperm donor for you…and um, obviously I would love to…but I…I need to be honest with you.” He braces himself, “I’m in love with you, I have been since we started working here, and I assumed I would never be able to get you so I was content with just being your best friend. But then you asked me that, and I…I would love to start a family with you (Y/N), but the right way, y’know? Together, as a couple…” 

You stare at him in stunned silence for a moment before you smile, “Spence, I asked you because I love you too. There isn’t anyone in the world I’d rather start a family with. I guess I could’ve just asked you out, but in my brain this seemed easier, I dunno why.” You admit bashfully, embarrassed at your own stupidity.  Spencer lets out a relieved sigh, “so, do you…want to go on a date? Do this the real way?” He asks softly. “Yeah, yeah I’d love to,” you agreed with a small giggle. Maybe you would be able to have a real family of your own, a weird, nerdy, but true family.

[gunwoo-bh]

you like because, you love despite part six [date night] - myg

date night

chef!yoongi x korean!f!doctor!reader | mdni 18+

summary »» Your friendship always made sense to you and those around you. It wasn’t difficult when both your parents grew up together as best friends too. Your moms always used to refer to your friendship as being written in the stars, whereas your dads believed it impossible for you two, being girl and boy, to be best friends. Your mothers constantly remind them how wrong they’ve been to believe that. Or were they?

cw »» fluff, pet names, some tooth rotting stuff for sure, yoongi being scared of feelings, reader being the same, cussing, two idiots in love and oblivious about it, heeeaavy flirting, more cuddles, yoongi is horny as hell

wc »» 7.6k

author’s note »» HI EVERYONE! I appreciate all the love you keep giving my story, this fic has been a labour of love honestly and I love it so much. I will be taking the smallest break between this chapter and the next, not only to write it because of how important this next part is but because, if I'm being honest, I am feeling burnt out in my personal life. I hope everyone understands. But for now, enjoy the chapter! :D

“What do you mean you chickened out?”

“Exactly what that means, man!”

“What happened?” 

“If I say it you’ll think I chickened out over some stupid reason…”

“I can’t tell you that until you tell me though, bro…”

Yoongi can’t help but glare at his friend, holding no animosity behind it but conveying his annoyance at the situation, “I can’t even be mad at it either…it’s dumb. I’m dumb.” He scoffs, rubbing his face harshly. 

“Stop! Tell me what happened. Come on.” 

Yoongi glances at Namjoon, chewing the corner of his lower lip, “We were sitting in her living room and she went to clean up, insisted I stay on the couch so I did, because I am not gonna fight her…”

“Smart man, she is always right. Get used to that.” He teases. 

Yoongi snorts, “Okay, well, I am sitting there finally getting the courage to just get her attention so we can talk and I can tell her.” He clears his throat. “And she starts screaming ‘oh my god’ over and over. For a second I thought something bad happened but no, and here comes the thing that stopped me from just telling her,” he takes a deep breath and releases it, “Seokjin sent the engagement announcement text and photo to the group chat.”

“Oh.” Namjoon covers his mouth, staying quiet. 

“Yeah.” 

“Oh shit.”

“Yup.”

“What did you do?”

He sighs, “I considered riding the coattails of the happy moment, but I felt like a dick the moment the thought even crossed my mind…”

“So, you said nothing?”

He shakes his head, “We just talked about the engagement for a bit…she said one day that’ll be us,” Namjoon’s eyes widen, “but she didn’t mean us ‘us’ just that we’ll be married some day to other…people.”

“And that was it?”

Yoongi nods. 

Namjoon sits arms crossed, reaching for his beer and sips it, “Wow.”

“Yup.” 

Sitting in a tent restaurant in the middle of November, Yoongi had spent the last week bottling all of his feelings down and not updating his friend since sending him that clear, yet cryptic, text. Both men are around a table of ramen and booze, the first time in a while since they’ve managed to hang out. 

“Actually…” Yoongi starts, Namjoon’s eyes snapping to him, “something else has been happening…”

His friend senses the reluctance in his words, “What’s that?”

Yoongi points at him, “What I’m about to tell you stays between us, yeah? And I don’t wanna hear any jokes about it because I am aware of how it’s gonna sound when I say it…”

“Gotcha. Go on, say it.”

Yoongi sucks in a breath, “For the last few weeks…her and I have been sleeping together,” Namjoon’s eyes widen, “and not like that, but just…sleeping over at each other’s place like, in the same bed…”

His friend is quiet for a moment, “Like, you guys are, like, just sleeping there?”

“No, we cuddle and I hold her…” He lets the sentence hang.

“That must confuse the fuck outta you…”

Yoongi scoffs, “Yeah, no shit…”

Both men sigh, reaching for their beers and quietly taking a sip. It’s late now, Yoongi far more than aware that he should head home to get some rest.

“And she’s going on a date?”

Yoongi sighs, eyes closed as he breathes in deeply. 

Ah, yes. This. 

He found out from Jimin three days ago that a colleague of yours had set you up on a date. He didn’t know the details of how it came to be, but Jimin, in his infinite wisdom, had shared it to Yoongi in the hopes he had some information. 

Yoongi didn’t even know that was something you were entertaining. It had come as a complete shock to him and he hated how caught off guard he was when facing Jimin. He didn’t want to text and question you from finding out about it from someone else. He wanted you to come to him, but since the day he found out, almost like the universe shifted, he hadn’t seen you at all, or heard from you much. 

He was slowly going insane from not knowing what was going on in your head. 

“Yeah.”

“Shit, dude.” Namjoon rubs his mouth. “You okay?” 

Yoongi finally lets go. 

“It fucking sucks, but I have no one but myself to blame for that. I keep looking for the right moment to tell her and I keep waiting too long. What do I do then? Shove my head into the ground and ignore this feeling,” he taps his chest, “until the next time I get the guts to tell you and when it inevitably fails again…” he huffs a dry laugh. 

“Do you even know if she’s going on the date? She could decide not to go…” God bless his friend for trying to cheer him up. 

Yoongi sighs loudly, “I don’t know. I know fuck all. We’ve barely texted these last few days and I haven’t seen her in about three…”

His friend frowns, “That’s…unusual for you guys…”

“I just…I’m starting to think I just need to move on, y’know? To let go of my feelings and maybe just let myself stop holding on…” Yoongi’s heart hurts as he even utters those words. Not loving you feels like a mockery to the universe. 

Not that he would ever admit to this out loud but Yoongi does wholeheartedly believe he was born to love you. And he is – was? – okay with that. He is okay with that. Yoongi can’t just stop the way he feels about you, he just knows as such. 

“We both know, even if I haven’t known you for as long, that you have loved her for too long to just let go…” 

“I know, but it feels like the only logical next step…”

“Or,” Namjoon carefully tries his approach, “you tell her anyway. Let her make a decision.” 

Yoongi has thought of that more than a few times because maybe, just maybe, it was possible you could feel the same. It would be the easiest way to go about it and then, if it all falls apart, the only thing to do is live with the awkwardness for a bit and move on. Be friends. What you’ve always been. 

Yoongi rubs his face, “I want to…”

“She’ll always love you, y’know?”

“Yeah, I know…”

Namjoon sighs, “Maybe the date won’t work out…”

Yoongi laughs, “I appreciate you trying to cheer me up, but every date she’s ever been on has ended in a relationship. No matter how long it lasted…” he sighs, “god, I sound so fucking bitter…”

“You’re in love with your best friend…it’s gotta fucking hurt…”

Yoongi stares at the condensation on his beer can, licking his lips, “I still have her in my life at least…”

“Just text her, bro. She’s probably overthinking the whole thing too.” Namjoon kicks his foot under the table. “I mean, think about it. It must confuse her too how you’re both into cuddling and sharing the bed now, and now she has a date? I think she’s probably in her head as much as you are…”

“She asked me to stay…”

“But you went for it. You didn’t have to.”

Yoongi sighs, “I’ll see what happens…with her date.” 

Namjoon nods, “Good idea. Go see her. Or text her. It’s weird to think you’re not talking right now…”

Yoongi digs for his wallet and takes out a few bills, placing it down on the table as he stands, “Let’s share a cab and go home.”

Namjoon follows his friend as they hail a cab, dropping Namjoon off first and leaving Yoongi a few minutes more before finally getting home. He stumbles up the steps, already hating the slight hangover he is going to battle first thing in the morning before work. The entire time he stumbles through his apartment he replays the conversation he just had with his friend and as he pushes into his bedroom, his eyes settle on the messy bed. 

He misses you something awful.

Yoongi doesn’t even bother changing into different clothes before throwing himself on his bed, patting the side of the bed you had been sleeping on and hating the emptiness.

“Getting too fucking old for this shit…”

Yoongi hates the feeling in his chest. It’s like the weight of the world is pressing against it, with his ribcage caught between it and unimaginable pain. That’s what loving you felt like in that moment. The sensation is probably worsened by the alcohol coursing through his body. Right now, it may feel like anger directed at you, but Yoongi knows it’s all weighing down on his shoulders. Your not knowing how he feels isn’t really your fault, but his.

He pushes himself off the bed, reluctantly undressing to get ready for bed. He drags his feet back from washing up and slipping on his shirt when he pauses in his shuffling. He swears he just heard knocking, but in his state, it could very well be in his head. He smooths out his shirt, rubbing his chest as he waits and is shocked when he hears knocking again, this time louder. He’s not imagining things.

He peeks his head out of the bedroom, waiting to hear it again, only for it to be the doorbell, causing Yoongi to rush to the door. He doesn’t even think twice before swinging it open, and the wind gets knocked out of him when he sees you standing there. He stands tall, licking his lips nervously as your eyes meet. 

“Hey…”

You smile timidly, “Hi…”

“Excuse me?”

“Remember you asked me to set you up with a nice guy? I got you a date with a friend of mine.” Jiwoo, your colleague, proudly announces to you. You obviously can't tell her you're no longer interested in that idea. I mean, yes, you could. 

“Oh…so, have you told him about me yet or…?” 

She's so excited, “Yes! And he's looking forward to it. He usually doesn't let us set him up on dates. I showed him a photo of you and he was sold!” 

Biting your lip, you chuckle dryly, “I see,” you suck in a breath, “what's his name?”

“Kim Woohyun. He owns a marketing company. He's thirty-four. He's my brother-in-law's younger brother.” She opens her phone to find a photo, which she shows you as you take it from her. 

He's handsome, stereotypically so. You can't deny that but you can't help but be disappointed at your lack of interest in the guy. Before your growing feelings for Yoongi this guy would have hit every single requirement on your checklist for a man. Handsome? Check. Successful? Check. Age appropriate? Check. Good references? Check. But now? None of that mattered. 

“I guess, it wouldn't hurt to go on a date?” You hope she hears how unsure you sound. 

“Oh my god! Awesome! I will give you his number and I’ll give him yours so you guys can figure a time and date! You are going to love him!” She’s so excited she doesn’t catch your lack of it. 

You give her your phone and it doesn’t take more than fifteen minutes before you receive a text from Woohyun confirming he was given the right number. As you sit in your office texting him, it occurs to you that for the first time in the few times you’ve been set up? You don’t actually care to go on the date. 

No, you’d rather be somewhere else. 

Present Day

“Do you also enjoy long walks on the beach?”

You snap yourself out of the reverie you’re stuck in, “Shoot, sorry?”

Woohyun laughs gently, sipping his glass of wine as he leans back in his seat, “Am I boring you?”

You shake your head, “I’m sorry, I am so tired. I probably should have started with that.”

“Long shift?” 

You nod, hoping the reasoning is enough to get him off your trail, “Yeah. I had a lot of appointments to squeeze in today and I basically got ready at work to come here…” you tuck a strand of hair in mild embarrassment. 

“I think sometimes my life is crazy, but I can’t imagine what being a doctor is like…” he shakes his head, smiling at you. 

Woohyun is charming. He’s well mannered, kind, a good listener and patient. You texted him on your way to the restaurant warning him you would be late a tad and you had felt truly embarrassed at that even though you never intended on going on a second date. Your heart truly wasn’t in it. 

“It can be but I’m lucky compared to some other doctors. I still work insane hours sometimes though. As proven by today…” you take a sip of your wine too, hiding your nerves. “And don’t you also work some insane hours? You own a marketing company.”

“Did you look me up?” He grins, shamelessly flirting with you. 

You mouth the air, feeling awkward, “Uh, well, yeah…who doesn’t in this day and age?” 

Woohyun smiles at you, not taking his eyes off of you as he brings his glass to his lips. You almost feel like you’re being scrutinized when he watches you that way and you don’t enjoy how judged you feel as he clears his throat, leaning forward to look you in the eyes. 

“Who is he?”

Your jaw goes slack, mouthing the air for a few seconds, “What?”

“The guy.” You continue to play dumb, hoping the subject gets dropped. “The guy you’re not over.” 

“Oh! Oh no! I don’t have–There’s no–I mean…” you trail off.

Woohyun chuckles, “Look, I may be single and looking to mingle, but in the last couple of years of going on dates I’ve become really good at figuring out if a date is going anywhere and this,” he gestures between you, “is not going anywhere because your heart isn’t in it.”

You almost want to fight. To prove him wrong but he gently grabs your hand as he speaks again, “I’m not offended, just so you know. But I can see it all over your face that you have someone else on your mind…” he sucks in a breath, “so, who’s the ex?” 

You freeze because it is far more complicated than it seems, “Not an ex.” 

“Oh?” He looks surprised. “Unrequited love? Friend’s ex?” You make a face. “No. Then, a friend’s brother? No? Okay. Uh, co-worker?” You sigh loudly. “Childhood best friend?” You choke on your wine and sigh loudly as Woohyun breaks out into a smile. “Ding ding! Childhood best friend it is then…”

“Why am I even entertaining this? Is this a joke to you?” You sigh. 

He shakes his head, “No. I can imagine how much your situation sucks.”

“You really shouldn’t be this eager to find out. Your date turned into a dud…” He clicks his tongue at your words. “Is this how you entertain yourself after a failed date? You try to get them to open up about their feelings to revel in the bullet you dodged?” 

He continues smiling but this time it’s gentler as he puts his hand against his chest, “I’m sorry. I may have become jaded by failed potential dates, but really? If you’re not into me? Then odds are, as gorgeous as you and let me say that you are a fucking ten outta ten, I am not into you either…” you mouth the air, “but also, you’re obviously having a shit time with whatever is happening with your childhood best friend?”

And you don’t know what it is about Woohyun that makes you open up and answer, “Yeah…”

“Childhood best friend, gotcha. I don’t know what’s going on there but I could tell you would rather be with him or her…?” he trails off.

“Him.” 

“With him, then.” He leans back when your meal arrives, and you suddenly feel awkward letting the meal continue, but Woohyun seems almost unbothered by the whole situation. “So, we can either really awkwardly end dinner and go our separate ways? Or,” he takes a bite of his steak, “we can try to be friendly, and you can tell me what’s up. Because right now? I don’t know much, but if you're torn over your best friend like this? He’s either an idiot or he has no idea that you have feelings for him…”

You huff a breath, in disbelief at his ability to read a complete stranger, as you smack your lips. What’s the worst thing that could happen? You wonder over and over, thinking through all the ways this could go wrong if you’re not careful. He doesn’t seem like a bad guy, and under any other circumstance, this date might have been a success if it wasn’t for your heart essentially belonging to your best friend now. 

“He doesn’t know…” you look at your plate, hesitantly picking up your utensils to begin digging in. 

“Ah…so, how long has this been going on?” 

“It’s recent…” Woohyun watches you and urges you to tell your story. And just like that you unload everything that’s happened these last few weeks, not going in depth but covering all your bases so a stranger can share his opinion over the wreck that is your current love life. 

You don’t realize how nice it is to just let everything come out with someone who really won’t have any bias or personal feelings about your situation. Woohyun listens without interrupting, only asking questions for clarification but he doesn’t share his opinion yet. The meal on your plate progressively gets smaller the more you talk through your history with this complete stranger who, after all this, may not be a stranger anymore. 

“So, you basically ghosted your best friend when we got set up on that date because…?”

You're glad you switched over to water when your glass of wine was empty, “Because it means having to face the reality that I am falling in love with my best friend and that is terrifying…” you thank the waiter who picks up your plates, “and I can’t– I won’t lose him…” 

“Mhm.”

“Mhm, what? What does ‘mhm’ mean?” 

He chuckles, “I’m sure you might have been asked this before but uh,” he clears his throat, “have you ever considered he might feel the same about you?” 

You laugh, unable to stop yourself as you blush when people around you look over to your table, “No. Never, because he’s…there’s no…” you let the sentence, and confidence, die right then and there. 

“Ah, just give it one second…it’ll hit you soon enough…” Woohyun is a little shit who thinks he knows everything and maybe with good reason, because some of the truths he’s dropped on you have hit harder than ever. You sigh softly and look at him, “There it is. It’s hitting you right now, right? That maybe all this denial you’ve buried yourself under this entire time might actually hold some truth…”

“But why wouldn’t he say something?” 

He chuckles, “For the same reason you don’t want to confront what you’re feeling…at least, I think.” You wait for some enlightenment coming from Woohyun. “Because he doesn’t want to lose you. Losing you is probably the last thing he wants.” 

“I just…never thought about the fact that somehow he could maybe feel that way towards me…” you confess. 

“It never crossed your mind that for the same reason you’re not telling him anything, he’s doing the same…?” He leans his chin in his hand, staring at you. “Look, I don’t know you very well and I don’t know him, but from what you’ve told me you two are as thick as thieves, right?” You nod. “I am not gonna hold back, okay? But it sounds to me like you two are a bit slow…”

You gasp at the insult, prompting him to laugh, “Ouch! Rude much?!” 

He’s laughing while watching you, “Look, I am telling you this as a guy who tried going on a date with you who has now heard your entire dilemma? Sounds to me like you two have feelings for each other and you have no idea what to do with that information. That’s all I’m sayin’...” he shrugs.

You sit back, “Fuck you.” He laughs harder as you shush him, other guests in the restaurant staring at you two. “Shhh!! Sh!!” 

Sitting there in comfortable silence with this man you’ve just met – who under any other circumstance would have been a fantastic date – makes you reflect on where your heart is at the moment. There is no more confusion about where you are emotionally. You’re falling in love with your best friend and trying to figure out what it means for you two. 

“I can’t believe I figured it out while on a date with another guy…” you mumble.

“You’re welcome. My services are free today…” He snarks, making you chuckle. “Where is he right now?” 

You shrug, “I don’t know…I’m thinking right now he’s either home or…I don’t know. I haven’t seen him in a few days…” you admit. 

Woohyun takes his wallet out while looking at you, grinning softly, “Tonight’s on me. I had fun even if the date didn’t turn out the way I had hoped…” You are about to protest but he stops you. “Go find him. Even if nothing happens, you want to be with him tonight and it shows. You haven’t stopped blushing since mentioning him…”

Staring at him in shock you can’t help but chuckle, “Thank you, that’s very kind of you…considering…” You rub the back of your neck. 

“Do me a favour and you don’t owe it to me obviously but,” he sits straight, “don’t wait too long to do anything, because it sounds to me like you two are just so afraid of losing what you have that you are missing what could be instead if you just let things happen…” he stands up, “and stop missing out on that, mhm?”

He extends his hand and you take it, “Thank you. I don’t know if it would be weird to…stay in touch but…”

“Oh please, keep in touch. I wanna know what happens because I’m a sucker for romance and plus, I want an invite to the wedding.” He winks as he guides you out of the restaurant after paying. The nearly freezing December air chills you to the bone as you turn to Woohyun, “I’ll get you a cab. Please shoot me a text to say you made it safe…”

“I will.” You smile timidly, looking up at him as he hails you a cab with ease and opening up the door for you. “Thank you.” 

“Sure thing.” He gets you in and before shutting the door he playfully eggs on. “If you do have a friend looking to date a guy that’s decent please send her my way?” 

You burst out laughing as he shuts the door and you lower your window, “I will. I feel like that’s the least I can do now…”

He looks at you, gentlest smile on his lips before he shuts the door for you and waves you off, the cab driving off. You look back for a moment and he’s still looking at you as you smile gently to yourself. 

This was good. Meeting Woohyun was a good thing even if the date didn’t work out the way he had hoped. Given that things weren’t going to be awkward, you might have made a new friend for life. You open your phone and shoot him a quick text thanking him for being a great listener.

Woohyun [10:39 PM]: Any time! Text me when you make it safe, mhm?

The ride to Yoongi’s feels longer than it actually is. You know this because, from anywhere in the city, you’re aware of how long it takes to reach his place. But this journey gives you the time you need to mentally prepare your explanation for Yoongi about your disappearing act. You sincerely hope he understands and forgives you since neither of you is known for pulling a stunt like that. It just isn’t like you at all.

The cab comes to a full stop, startling you enough to make the driver laugh as you blush. You pay your fare and step out, staring up at the familiar building. You sigh, wrapping your coat tighter around you as you climb the stairs. You shiver when you reach the door, standing in front of it. You could let yourself in, but you hesitate. So, you knock and wait.

Nothing.

There are lights on, so you know he’s home. You shift your weight from side to side, feeling the chill settle in your bones as you knock once more and wait. Still nothing. The longer you wait, the more uneasy you feel, leading you to ring the doorbell, hoping he maybe couldn’t hear you. Just as you start considering leaving and going home, you hear his footsteps approaching the door.

The door swings open, and there he is, looking like he’s ready for bed and surprised to see you standing there at his door.

“Hey…”

“Hi…”

Yoongi hates that his first thought when he sees you is how beautiful you look. He realizes within seconds that you must have just come back from your date, and jealousy creeps up his spine at the idea of another guy enjoying your beauty this way. He doesn’t usually consider himself a jealous person, but when it comes to you lately? He hasn’t been able to stop his feelings from overwhelming him. 

But there you are in front of him, wearing a stunning outfit he hasn't seen on you before, and the way your hair cascades in gentle curls down your shoulders reminds him of how much he loves you. He’s also immediately willing to forgive and forget your lack of communication. However, judging by the look on your face, it seems to weigh heavily on you because you look concerned. 

He clears his throat and moves aside, “Come in, it’s cold..." 

You walk past him, and Yoongi tries to shake off the beginnings of his hangover as he holds your arm while you remove your heels. You look up at him as you suddenly reach your normal height, neck craning to meet his eyes, and Yoongi sighs softly as he asks if you’re okay. 

“Yeah, thank you…” 

He releases you, and you carefully step into his spot, with Yoongi following closely behind. He rubs the back of his neck, watching how timidly you shuffle around, arms crossed over your chest as you turn to face him. His eyes roam the length of your body, taking in the way the skirt you’re wearing clings to your hips and stops midway down your thighs. Damn, what a guy he is, he thinks as he wonders what it would feel like to slip his hand between your legs, and damn, he’s never let his thoughts go that far. He knows he’s in trouble now, with his feelings growing wildly out of control for you. And something else. Calm the fuck down, Yoongi.

“You okay?” 

You hum, “Mhm. Just…just wanted to see you…” 

He licks his lips, huffing a quick breath, “Yeah?”

“I’m sorry.” He knew this was coming. “I felt weird spending the nights with you when I said yes to going on a date.” 

His chest tightens, “Why?” 

“I felt like I was doing something wrong…” You confess and Yoongi understands right away what you mean by that. 

“You weren’t.” 

You hum, “I know that.”

“You wanna stay over?”

He’s never seen so much hope shining in your eyes when you look up at him, “Could I?”

“Yeah, of course you can, silly.” 

The dam must break for you because you rush into his arms, crashing into his body as he wraps his arms around your waist. He lowers himself when you wrap your arms around his shoulders, Yoongi burying his face in the crook of your neck as your feet dangle when he stands at full height. 

“I missed you…” you mumble in his ear. 

He chuckles, squeezing you tighter, “I missed you too…” 

He feels your legs moving, for a moment wondering if he grabbed at one if you would wrap them around him. Yoongi wants to know what having you pressed against him that way would feel like, carrying you to bed like he’s so badly wanted to do every time you two stayed over. But instead he puts you back down, pulling back as you keep your hands on his shoulders. Yoongi shamelessly looks at you, admiring your date outfit as he plucks at the fabric of your top. 

“You look beautiful…” he meets your eyes as you gasp at his comment, blushing furiously. 

“Yeah?” 

“Why do you sound surprised?” 

Giggling, you squeeze his shoulders, “You’ve never…said that before that’s all…”

“I have. I must have.” But you’re shaking your head, making him realize he hadn’t. “I’m sorry, I should have more often…”

You shrug, “It’s okay…” 

He clears his throat, “How was the date?”

“Good. It was good.”

Yoongi’s heart sinks as he tries not to overthink it, “Yeah?”

“I’m not seeing him again, not that way any way, but yeah it was good.” You chuckle, pulling away slightly but Yoongi doesn’t let you go, pulling you against his chest. 

“Why wouldn’t you see him again if it was a good date?” He swallows thickly. 

“We hit it off more as friends, but he did say I was a ten outta ten so,” you chuckle, timidly tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, “I guess my ego is feeling pretty good right now, but we agreed to try being friends. He wants me to set him up on a date.” 

You seem happy with the outcome, “And you’re not upset it didn’t work out?” 

You shrug, “I honestly didn’t want to go on the date…”

He looks down at your outfit, “You look like you wanted to go on the date…”

You grin softly, laughing, “Well, what if it worked out, right? Wouldn’t hurt, so I made an effort.” 

He wants to thank your date with a lifetime amount of meals at his restaurant for turning the date friendly. He’s never been so grateful. 

“Speaking of,” you officially pull away, Yoongi missing your warmth, “could I borrow some clothes?”

Yoongi nods, taking your hand in his and tugging you to his bedroom where he finds a pair of sweatpants and a shirt, handing them to you. He sits on the bed when you disappear in his ensuite and he’s not even spread out on his bed for longer than twenty seconds when you come back out, wearing his t-shirt but still sporting your skirt. You're tugging on the edge of it when you walk to him as he sits up.

“This stupid thing is stuck again and no amount of tugging on it is doing anything. Help?” 

You stand between his legs and he swears the universe is constantly testing his resolve, testing how long it will take him before he snaps and finally does something about his feelings for you. He grabs your hips, angling you sideways as he tugs on the flimsy zipper, concentrating on the task at hand and not on the way your hand holds the back of his neck for purchase. He gives a firm tug on your hips, earning a gasp out of you as he looks up.

You’re staring at his face, lips parted and pupils wide as he smiles gently, “Got it.” You snap your eyes to his fingers and he’s tugging the zipper down, your breath visibly catching as he grins. Oh. For the first time in all the years he’s known you, Yoongi gets a hint there may just be some requited attraction between you two. He pats your hip and lets go of you, “Go get changed…”

You're holding onto your skirt as you disappear again and Yoongi puts a hand to his chest, chuckling at how hard his heart is beating in his chest. His nerves are getting the best of him, urging his brain not to overthink what’s happened between the two of you recently. 

When you come out of his ensuite again you’re dressed head to toe in his clothes, the sight making him feel warm as he looks at you. You’re both smiling gently, staring at each other. 

“You ready for bed?” 

“Mhm.” You nod.

When you both crawl into bed, you easily snuggle in his side as you hook your leg over him and he pulls you as humanly close as possible. Yoongi worries you’ll feel his heart beating out of his chest as your fingers trace patterns on his chest when you look up at him, chin on his chest when he looks down at you.

“Hey…” your voice is small, playful and even flirty. 

“Yeah, doll?” 

“Why do you call me that?” 

“You don’t like it?” 

“No! I do, I do…” you are quick to assure him, making him chuckle. “I was just wondering…”

“I like it, that’s all…” 

“We’re okay, right?” 

He licks his lips, “Yeah, always.” 

You both fall quiet, the feeling of your gentle breathing nearly lulling him to sleep as you speak up again, “I haven’t slept well these last couple of nights…”

“Yeah?” He’s surprised by your confession. 

“Mhm.” He licks his lips. “Me neither, if I’m honest.” He looks down to you as he asks, “I missed having you here…”

“Is this weird? Us…sleeping together like this…”

The question lands heavily and the air shifts in the room, “I don’t think so…I think it’s very us actually.” 

You laugh, “We’ve never done this before though…” 

“Well, I guess, even after years of friendship things can change and evolve…” 

You giggle, hiding in his chest but Yoongi cups your cheek, forces you to look up at him and you glance at his lips before meeting his eyes, “Yeah, I guess so…”

“You did look beautiful tonight…by the way…” he clears his throat, his thumb gently caressing the high point of your cheek. He feels your hand crawl its way up his chest and you do the same, cupping his cheek and gently holding him.

“Thank you…” your breath catches again, “you know what I miss? And I am aware how random this is…” you giggle.

He frowns, shaking his head, “No?”

“Your black hair.” He’s caught off guard by that one. “What?”

“I thought you liked the blonde?” He chuckles.

“Oh, I like it but I think black suits you better, makes you look more handsome.” Your hand moves from his cheek and you drag your fingers across his scalp as he moans softly at the feeling. “Okay…” you chuckle.

“Shit, sorry…that…that just felt nice…” he’s blushing, feeling warmth rushing to his face at his reaction. You do it over and over again, massaging his scalp and earning little breathy moans out of him. Yoongi is willing himself to stop but each time your nails go over the spot, he grows putty in your arms. He’s breathing softly as his eyes snap open, pulling your face up to his as he stares down at you, “Doll, I need you to stop that…” he pleads with you. 

He doesn’t realize how hard he’s breathing until he feels his chest heaving, your hand rubbing it in order to ease the intensity of his breathing. 

“Okay…” 

You’re in love with him. You’re certain of that now. 

Getting such a reaction out of him is all the evidence you needed to know he felt something for you that wasn’t just about the physical. There’s reassurance in this newfound knowledge and you feel relieved for the first time in weeks. Now, it’s all about taking the steps to explore the changes in your friendship. How do you suddenly go from being best of friends to being best of friends who are going to explore dating? Slow down, you tell yourself. You need to tell him how you feel first.

Your face is so close to his, glancing to his mouth and pulling back slightly, “You okay?”

He’s nodding, looking down at you, “Yeah, I’m sorry I just…”

You sweetly shush him, running your fingers through his hair, “It’s okay. We’re okay.” 

He slips his arm under you and around your shoulders, pulling you in closer as you end up a mess of tangled limbs hugging each other. You feel his lips against your forehead, pressing a few kisses to it as you settle like this together. A comfortable silence falls, making you believe he had fallen asleep but you feel his hands squeezing your body gently. 

“Yoongi,” he hums, “how did you know I was on a date?”

You feel him go rigid for the quickest moment before you hear him mumble, “Jimin.”

You laugh, feeling him pull back to look at you, “What a gossip, I love him…”

Yoongi looks concerned, “Was he not supposed to…?”

“Oh, no, he wasn’t under any obligation to hide it. I’m just, I’m not surprised he told you…” you’re just looking at each other, your fingers gently combing through his blonde hair. 

“What was he like?”

“Huh?”

Yoongi sighs, “Your date.”

You snicker, “He was nice. A bit older than me. Woohyun. He owns a marketing company. It was a fun dinner and I think, if anything, I made a friend, which I’m sure is not what Jiwoo hoped for.”

“Jiwoo. Nurse?” 

You shake your head, “Nah, she works in OB. Woohyun is her brother-in-law’s brother I think…”

“She wanted to be a matchmaker, huh?” He chews the inside of his cheek.

“She tried, but she maybe gave me another friend…” 

“And he was okay with that?”

Your chest feels heavy, not quite ready to tell him how Woohyun had called her out on having someone else on her mind during their date, “Yeah, there was no ‘spark’ other than it felt like talking with a friend. Honestly, it felt like one of my regular gossip sessions with Jimin.”

Yoongi chuckles, “I’m glad you at least made a friend.” he leans into your touch as you continue combing through his hair, “You weren’t too disappointed?”

“No. Not at all.” You look at him. “I went on the date to make Jiwoo happy but I was going to tell him my heart just wasn’t in it, y’know? But he caught on.”

Yoongi breathes out deeply, “Good guy.”

He almost sounds jealous, the thought making you chuckle, “He really is. He’s going to make some other girl really happy…”

“You sure you won’t have any regrets?” He looks like he regrets asking that the moment it leaves his mouth. 

Your hand stops its movement in his hair, now resting at the nape of his neck, “None. Whatsoever.” 

“Good.”

Both Yoongi and you relax, falling silent as you let sleep take over with the feeling of his hand rubbing up and down the length of your back as you snuggle closer. You don’t realize how quickly you fall asleep, just that you do.

You open your eyes with a yawn, covering your face with your arms before stretching in bed. When your hand doesn’t hit Yoongi’s body you immediately assume he’s gone to work but when you grab your phone, which he must have plugged in for you. Sitting up in bed you smile when you notice your outfit from last night neatly folded on his dresser. 

Things feel different.

You grab your phone, noting that the time is just past eight that morning. You respond to a few texts when you hear the door open, and Yoongi pokes his head in before swinging it wide as he leans in the doorway with a small smile. He has an iced Americano from the coffee shop at the end of his street and walks over to the bed, sitting in his empty spot. You scoot closer as he hands you the drink, and when your eyes meet, he glances at your lips, and you catch him in the act. You break into a smile, thanking him as you sip the divine drink he got for you. 

“Morning.” He chuckles. 

“Morning. Thank you.” You mumble with the straw between your teeth. 

He stands up again making you protest as he chuckles, “I brought breakfast, I’m just grabbing it…”

You laugh, watching him disappear before returning with a container you recognize, “You ‘brought’ breakfast. You raided your own restaurant…”

He shrugs, “Perks of being the owner?”

You scoff as he opens the container to reveal seaweed soup, “Oh yes. Thank you.” 

“Easy,” he pulls it away, “we’re sharing.” He hands you a spoon as he holds one in his other hand. 

He runs to the kitchen to grab a tray for the soup and you both have breakfast in bed, talking very little between each bite of the delicious meal he brought over. You look up at him, snorting as he looks at you.

“What?”

You shake your head, “Why haven’t you given me cooking lessons? I basically rely on you…”

He’s mid-bite, eyes squinting at you like you’ve said the most ridiculous thing on the planet, “You have me. You don’t need to think about that.”

It’s your turn to squint, staring at him, “Uh, basic life skills? Maybe I want to cook? What am I gonna do when I have a husband some day and I can’t cook him anything?”

He swirls the spoon in the soup, “Don’t worry about it. Maybe he’ll like cooking?” 

His nonchalant attitude about it makes you grin, “You little shit.” 

He chuckles as he steals your drink to steal a sip of it, handing it back to you and you can’t help but shake your head, crossing your legs as he shrugs, “What?”

“You just don’t wanna teach me.”

“That’s not it!” he insists. “You don’t need…to concern yourself with that.”

Did he just insinuate he would always be there for you to be the cook in your life? He sure did and he said it with certainty, like it was the most obvious thing. You hum, content with life as of this very moment as you sit in your best friend’s bed, eating delicious food and in his company. 

And this is what you imagine happiness to be as you look at reels on your phones, showing the funny ones that pop up on your feeds and laughing at this absurdness of it all. This is being happy. You spend the few hours before he has to go open together in bed, snacking and drinking coffee as you laugh over silly reels, talking about your date or talking about your plans for the holidays.

“So, holidays. Are we driving up together or separately?”

You snort, “Every time I try to offer going separately, we always end up going together because you wanna save on gas. So, I’m just gonna say together…”

He chuckles, “Alrighty, then.”

“Have you heard from your grandma?” You tentatively ask.

He nods, “Yeah, her doctor has her on pain management meds right now. He’s still trying to convince her to get treatment but even I’ve realized she’s not going to. She’s tired but she’s still the same, pretty much…”

“Good. I mean, that’s as good as it can be.” You smile, hoping it was comforting enough to him. “I’m glad we get to see her for a week though. It’ll be nice to see everybody.”

“Mhm. My mom is beyond happy we’re both coming down.” You smile at that, looking forward to the chaotic holiday week you were bound to have there. 

“I bet she is.” You giggle as you move closer to him. “I can’t wait to sleep in for days in a row and not have to wake up butt ass early…”

He laughs, “Don’t say that. You always end up disappointed because you’re always awake bright and early even when you’re on vacation…” 

Pouting, you grab his hand, “Let me live in the fantasy now and be disappointed later, okay?”

He laces his fingers with yours, “Alright.” He squeezes your fingers before sighing, “I should get ready to go down…” your pout makes him sigh, “are you okay staying here? Or are you working?”

“Not until tomorrow…” he unwillingly untangles his hand from yours. “I can stay if you want me to?”

“Please, I’d like that.” He stands up, looking at you. “I’m letting Jungkook close up to get him used to it, I can’t physically do these twelve hour days anymore…” 

“So, you’ll be back around…?”

He frowns, “Somewhere around seven or eight. Maybe earlier if it’s quiet…” 

You push yourself to your knees, dragging yourself to the edge of the bed as he watches you like a hawk. You surprise him when you wrap your arms around his shoulders and he latches his around your waist, pulling you closer as he buries his head in your neck. You’re both humming contentedly as you hug, feeling him squeezing you periodically before he pulls back first. 

“I’ll see you later?”

Smiling at him, you nod, “Yeah. Have a good day at work…” he squeezes your waist once more before letting go completely. You sit back in his bed as he gets ready, popping in and out of his bedroom as he waltzes in one more time to grab his charger as he looks at you. 

He walks around the bed to your side, eyes trained on you like a man on a mission as he cups your cheek and leans over to press a kiss to your forehead as you break out into such a giddy smile, your cheeks growing bright pink. 

“I’ll see you later, doll.” And with a grin, he walks out.

author’s note »» Part six is over and done with! Reader and Yoongi are being such flirts now, and I can't wait to explore more of the flirtiness these two will have! I really hope you enjoy this! I will see you all soon after I take a small break! :D

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[kohvan]

About Jacob, John, and their relationship

Sometimes, I wondered why Jacob and John didn't really communicate throughout the game. There are little to no interactions between them, and for me, it made no sense. They're brothers. Jacob loved John and protected him when he was little. John, I'm sure, loved Jacob, too, because he flipped the whole damn USA upside down to find him. And yet... The only connection between them is Joseph. Only Joseph contacts John or Jacob, and it seems like they have no direct contact with each other.

At first, I thought it was Jacob's guilt and shame that caused it. For sure, he felt deeply ashamed of himself: he failed to protect John. He lost his control and got into a juvenile, and John suffered without him around. And then — the war. He came back ugly, from inside to outside. He was ashamed that his little Johny, that kind and big-eyed boy, would be terrified. He looked more like a beast than Jacob John once knew. And when John found him, it was the worst way imaginable: he didn't find his protector but found a failure that cried lying on a dirty cot in the middle of God-knows-what kind of facility. From Jacob's perspective, it ruined their relationship. From Jacob's perspective, John wouldn't want a brother like that. Would probably hate him, even.

Then I thought it went for both sides. John felt guilty for being the one who "snitched" their family to his teachers. John felt guilty for ruining it and eventually getting them all separated. And Jacob was always the one with a temper, so he'd probably be very angry at John and hate him, so it would be better to avoid him...

But then, it doesn't make any sense, really. For over a decade of running their Project, wouldn't they get along once again? Because it seems that Joseph did. Joseph communicates very closely and intimately (in a familial way) with both of his brothers. Why wouldn't they be the same towards each other?

And oh, it hit me. Joseph. Joseph fucking Seed. Comes out once again to ruin something precious.

See, here is the thing. John's fully under Joseph's control. You can argue or not. You can think John's the "favorite child," but it's not true. Joseph needs John for his traumas. Joseph needs John the way he is: angry, maniacal, unstable. When John cried about killing a woman? Joseph said John's gifted. When John overstepped by drowning the Rook? Joseph humiliated him and threatened him.

Jacob needed months to recover after they found him. So who'd John lean to? Joseph. Who'd John see as an adult figure? Joseph. Who'd John open his heart to? Joseph. John wouldn't want to throw it on Jacob, not when Jacob was still a mess. So John and Joseph reestablished their sibling closeness over time. And of course, John shared his life with Duncans (and we know he did because Joseph described it in detail in his Book). And Joseph? He used it against John. Joseph used the same tools and words to keep John in line. At the same time, he was that loving brother who supported John.

It was a smart, carefully played game. Joseph made sure his hold on John's pulse was tight.

And what if Jacob steps in? John would get distracted. Another adult figure, another loving family member in his life, would make him feel better. Jacob would never manipulate John or force John into obedience, not with the way he always protected and loved him. Jacob would support John and maybe scold him brotherly, and it would melt away John's anger. It would melt away John's traumas.

And Joseph doesn't need that. Joseph doesn't want John to betray his loyalty. Joseph needs John alone and depending. On his love, his attention, his punishments. That's why Joseph made sure Jacob's still not close with John.

I'm not saying he did this on purpose. He's not that evil. He loves his brothers. He wants the best for them, I'm sure of that. But again... What if the Voice said it would go against God's plans? Joseph loved his daughter, too, and he mourned killing her. It's something... subconscious. Not purposeful. But still, I think, even if without really meaning it, Joseph is the one guilty for Jacob's and John's relationship being so distant.

[riteliso]

And yet somehow Catra is the same

ugh fuck it yes they're both idiots

and they're meant for each-other

and the ability to scheme doesn't ACTUALLY make you SMARTER OR SUPERIOR TO ANYONE ELSE

I fucking GUESS

this is stupid thinking about this show too much is making me examine my actions and habits

If you look so sour about something that even ADORA can tell maybe you're not as walled-off as you thought, kitty.

First off, it's adorable. Second, I know there's debate over whether Adora is trans or if it's just allegories and all that and I don't have an actual OPINION because I value the ALLEGORY over any potential canon and it's fictional and my preference depends on what day it is,

But when people debate that I never see them mention that Catra kicks her right in the dick here and she bounces back fine. Which with either set honestly crazy to come back from that without even a SECOND of being winded

First off if I posted every gay look in that fight we'd be here all night so we're doing without

second of all this is the most pathetic "up on the fridge" thing I can imagine

what next you gonna tell hordak how she finally finished a book with no pictures? shut up

God, she used to be SO in love with her, without even a SINGLE asterisk

like jesus fucking christ

it's pathetic and sweet at the same time

Like I said you could convince Adora to eat a rock with minimal effort

I lost to my girlfriend and people were mean to me and I fucking hate everything and this is stupid and I HOPE EVERYONE BUT ME DIES AND I HOPE I DIE TOO

Y'know I tried to type that out as a joke but I remember being a teen that's just actually what's going through her head

There's actually a lot in this episode, it's way more dense than I thought.

So what we're getting here is actually mirroring when Catra caught Adora earlier, and didn't let go.

Even though Adora tried her hardest to hold onto Catra, she failed.

And Catra can't handle that.

Second place is bad enough

But mattering less to Adora than Adora matters to her

Well, next time she gets the chance

She's letting go on purpose.

She doesn't want to be saved, but she doesn't NOT want to be saved.

I mean, from her perspective, Adora failed to save her at the mirror, then couldn't save her when she was still feeling-- scared. And like she needed her.

Once Catra saved herself, once she did everything on her own, suddenly Adora shows up and does one thing, taking all the glory even though ONLY THE TWO OF THEM ARE EVEN THERE

How is she SUPPOSED to feel? She accepted you weren't coming, did all the work, and then the second she allowed herself ANY amount of satisfaction in a job well done, you showed up and took it from her.

Yeah, it's an emotional reaction, but-- C'mon. It fuckin smarts.

ALRIGHT SO

Here's how we're doing things, right? We're gonna go one episode at a time, and I'm gonna give my thoughts whenever they come up. This is a train of thought type beat, alright? Unlike my usual grandstanding authorial and analytical self, this re-watch is purely for the rant factor. If you don't know me, and you just happened upon this thread because you like reading she-ra rewatches, hello. I'm a writer from Canada who found she-ra in 2025 and is currently on her sixth watch through. From that, hopefully you can discern that I like this show, even if I'm likely gonna criticize parts of it. We good to go? Good. We start with S01 E01.

RIGHT, THE SWORD PART 1! A zoom in, with an angelic singing being drowned out by digital bloopy fright zone vibes, and then Adora being a fuckin dweeb as her leitmotif plays in a decidedly crystiline synth-y tone.

Now, what do we learn from this? This, aside from one gripe I'll have more to speak on later, is an excellent introduction. With the music alone we're essentially taken from the beauty of the planet, the overwhelming dread of the fright zone, and then into a hopeful tune that isn't FREE from these sort of digital themes in the music, but is very defined and separate FROM them.

This isn't gonna be one of those things where I praise literally every single fuckin thing so keep your panties on, I'm not gonna full-on overanalyzing avatar this shit, but the most important parts of a story are the beginning and the ending.

Now, when I say that, I am speaking pragmatically. Every part of every story is important-- but when it comes to what people remember, what they love, what they never shut up about-- it's the start and the end. You need to nail the take-off and the landing, people will forget the turbulence from the rest of the trip.

Now, what does THIS bitch's intro tell us about her? Well, a lot, honestly. Most of what we know about Adora at this point is she plays by the rules, but she is a notably goofy person. She's goofy, but she's unwilling to goof-OFF too much.

And while we get a taste of the rivalry they have instantly, with "That's low, even for you." "You know nothing's too low for me~"

We instantly see that that is not the CORE of their relationship.

I'd like to praise the voice direction in this show for the first of many times here. The voice actors do amazing work in this, and the direction can be felt throughout.

"Come on, you look stupid hanging there" can obviously be a seen as a strange first line to show the warmth these two share, but the inflection from Catra's voice actor, AJ Mikalcha, makes it read as downright sweet.

Also don't get used to me using names of the crew besides ND Stevenson because I'm so awful with names I was still calling Catra Katara half the time on my second re-watch and I was like 90% of the way to realizing I kinned her at that point

Also don't make fun of me for kinning Catra there's no RESPONSE to people making fun of you for kinning Catra THAT DOESN'T MAKE YOU SEEM MORE LIKE FUCKING CATRA OKAY

Anyway, the following scene makes it clear that this is not a one-way dynamic. The two banter, and it's clear Adora knows how to get under Catra's skin and annoy her as well. This is notable in a few places MUCH further on, but it is a difference worth highlighting NOW.

Once Adora leaves, Catra's primary goal is still to get under her skin. She's angry about it, she's mean about it, but she's still just doing what she's always done. The relationship between the two doesn't actually change as much as the context does. I'd say the relationship itself doesn't change much until the final season, at a scene I'm sure I'll have a lot to say about.

On the flip-side, Adora's goal when it comes to Catra is simply to fight her off. But that's not all there is. At points, it's clear that Adora holds some sort of REVERENCE for Catra, and while Catra is very capable of very mean things, don't get me wrong, Adora sees Catra as more of a threat than she realistically is.

At a few moments I'll point out she also relishes in getting under Catra's skin, but admittedly those are few and far between.

People have gone over this introduction billions of times, so I won't BORE you to death with it, but Shadow weaver's introduction does hint at a lot of what we'll learn later. I think it's very notable that while Shadow weaver brings a dark gloom that encompasses both our leads, her vile tendrils only dare to touch Catra. We learn the specifics of the dynamic these three have later, but it is a very unique and terrible situation to be the least favourite of an abusive guardian. Especially if you are repeatedly reminded of that fact.

I'm not gonna go over all the body language shit I've seen other text posts about it there's plenty of them a lot of focus in this show goes into tiny details where characters are constantly reacting to the world around them, and very rarely do we get lame stretches where anyone's face is just frozen and unflinching while they listen to someone else.

with all due respect to the setting at this point in time the bright moon rebellion is so pathetically anemic it's the two teens, some movie night lesbians, an immortal princess queen, and a bunch of fucking trees.

And you'd think the one carrying the team would be THE IMMORTAL PRINCESS QUEEN, BUT NO, ITS THE FUCKING TREES DOING ALL THE GOD DAMNED WORK

This introduction is fine. I don't particularly like it, nor have any strong feelings about it. It establishes the relationship between glimmer and her mother, but besides that it doesn't honestly do much. And don't come at me with "Uh, all it needs to do is establish that relationship?" Yeah, no shit, but we just had a better introduction to our other lead characters. And yes, those are the MAIN leads, the sort of heart of the show, but that doesn't mean that the other characters are unimportant. Glimmer's development later on is truly interesting, and Bow becomes a massively inspiring character. Fun jokey times are fine or whatever to show that they're immature and don't know the first thing about war, in contrast to our full-blown child soldiers raised from birth in the fright zone, but we really don't learn anything particularly INTERESTING about our best friend squad compadres in their intro, nor do we really see any of it until episode 2, to be frank.

This is something we don't actually see much of-- Catra has this ideal of being a conqueror, but it's very clear that she doesn't want that. Her threats are vapid and aimless-- She can enjoy some chaos, sure, but a shit-stirrer isn't gonna use that feces to build brick shithouses that they never intend to fall.

I think this should have been elaborated on more, personally. Catra is comically terrible with authority, and her plan, as stated later, is to wait it out until her and Adora are the ones calling the shots. But we don't really see what she thinks conquering even looks like, and it's not clear whether that's that she hasn't even imagined it and just likes evil words, or if she genuinely wants to rule with Adora as her Queen.

I gravitate towards the first, but that's partially because I wake up and post shit like "I want to destroy the world and rule its dust" and then forget I posted it when someone likes it 5 minutes later. If she do, in fact, as studies point toward, "be just like me fr," then I fully understand. If not, then I'd like to understand.

aw :(

Fuckin dweeb pulling the "my mom doesn't want me hanging out with you anymore" card

HA! Ah, what a bitch. Anyway, she's lashing out, but it's also quite tragic. A lot of people seem to think Adora IS, in some way, a people pleaser, but in reality she just has such an ingrained and violent sense of justice that she wants to right every wrong she has ever and will ever come across. She believes her validity is tied to what she can provide to the world, and she's got a natural sense of charisma, so it's natural for someone who refuses to blend in and naturally tends to put people off like Catra to have this view of her.

In reality, Adora is just-- a good person. And people LIKE good people. She's not a good person with an asterisk-- a good person with terms and conditions-- someone who falls into the definition of a good person while feeling and being treated like something else. Catra is the "a tomato is a fruit" of good people. Adora is just, like, a 1 dollar costco hotdog of a woman. An inarguable good treading water on this earth, no matter how hard it tries to pull her under.

Imagine falling for a brat with mad hops, like a fucking 50 foot vertical, you say you're too tired to play their favourite board game and they go hang out on your neighbour's roof, couldn't be me. Get fucked I guess

Yeah this is sad. Empathy is very much a learned skill, and people who don't learn empathy don't GET happy FOR people. Catra's not a complete person yet. She's not ready to be. That doesn't happen for a really long time, during an exceptionally long manic spiral. We'll get there, calm down, don't think about how far away that is and how much I've already yammered on.

Anyway, if you find yourself getting jealous or annoyed instead of getting happy for people, consider empathy isn't what you thought it was, and that you might still need to work on yourself.

fucking porno framing. Immensely sexual image, really. These bitches violently gay I suppose, I think I'm picking up on that during this sixth re-watch.

Buddy you got no idea how many problems those two already have you literally lose your little tiara at some point I think it ends up in the middle of a tree in space or something it's kinda unclear

Adora elbows her square in the nose during this so to everyone accusing Catra of physical abuse I just want it to be clear that Adora started it :/

Actually I'd like to retract that joke immediately because I know how people get about these two

My feelings are that they are literally child soldiers who were likely raised sparring each-other.

I was raised sparring other children and I ended up fine! Not for war, for Karate. And I didn't end up fine. And neither did they. Anyway, my point isn't even specifically that because this is sci-fi fantasy it's ridiculous to hold real life standards to it, it's more-so that because it's sci-fi fantasy there's extenuating circumstances that are going to affect how these two characters treat each-other. I'll go into hotter takes later, I'm sure, and get people to send me plenty of death-threats, but I'm gonna go into the nuances of exactly what forms Catra's abuse takes, and how it differs given by the separate circumstances we're shown the two in throughout the show.

my girl when I'm tryna live my best life playing as blue toad in mario 3d world

also holy shit we're only like halfway through this I am an AGONIZING yapper jesus fuck

Okay, what to say about lighthope-- well, their first words are "balance must be restored," far before they say Adora's name, so it somewhat lays out their secret priorities for us there. Besides that, I dunno, they got circuits on them? I don't have particularly strong feelings about lighthope, nor their introduction. I think they serve the setting and are written well, I just subjectively am not a sucker for the way they be. Their friendship with Mara is cute tho

I was gonna point out this is cute and how often I do this exact brat tactic but instead we data moshin, nothin wrong with a little data moshin, I'm down

This is the only reason she even wears a ponytail I'd stake my fuckin life on it

Once she leaves the fright zone that thing's fucking vestigial like a tailbone or having "any pronouns" in your bio when it's pretty clear you're very much a "she/they" type of bitch by now

glimmer why don't your windows have glass

or alternatively

how the fuck do you open and close that window

you can absolutely fucking hear her from this distance what on earth are you trying to pull

you a pillow princess tho how many of those arrows are just hitatchi magic wands attatched to a stick with duct-tape after the series ends do you think

The fuck you mean BOTTOM drawer we lookin at left and right here

or is this similar to my pillow princess comment and she's just addressing him and giving him an order

"Bottom; drawer."

It's established later on that he's a tech wiz but at this point in time they don't really give us much to lead us to the fact that he made that fucking thing

she's a freak

yes it's very sweet that she sleeps this way but I don't think it's some bdsm powerplay thing or anything like that, which would honestly be more tolerable, I think she's just like that

like how the way I'd sit in high school was to get two chairs and face them toward each-other then sit cross-legged across both

even if there weren't enough chairs to go around

people would sit on the FLOOR because I wanted to sit criss-cross-applesauce across two chairs, they wouldn't even ask for one of my chairs

also since I was sitting, again, cross-legged, it would have made more sense for ME to sit on the floor

I mean I think I got asked ONCE for one of the chairs and I just said "fine" but besides that people just let me sit on my fuckin throne

She really is kinda dumb, though. Like I ain't complaining, it's a character trait, but like obviously even if just you get in trouble Catra's gonna get blamed, you've seen it like at least once a month for your whole entire life

Mind you, can't really have Catra for the next part, because Catra's reaction to Bow and Glimmer wouldn't be "just let me have the sword" it'd be murder

oh wow we hit the image limit looks like we're doing TWO SEPARATE POSTS FOR THE VERY FIRST EPISODE YEE-HAW!!!!! THIS IS GOING TO TAKE ME FUCKING FOREVER

[im-not-a-virgo-im-a-lesbo]

I was deep in the percy jackson is not stupid trenches, and now I'm back in the vi is not stupid trenches, I am so tired

[sweetestflow3rs]

i’ve like done lil tidbits about kyle ( vani’s mom ) but i don’t think i’ve ever really gone into tidbit talkin’ about jamie ( vani’s dad ) except for the fact that he killed kyle & is currently in prison ( & that porn comic i did of him & bailey that has his old adult design ). which. my bad guys.

like unlike kyle who was able to endear herself to a lot of the people she met, jamie was… not that. man made enemies on first introductions, it’s surprising he had friends. like to best describe jamie, imagine whitney, but instead of whitney having the small grace of secretly being a fucking dweeb with a slight moral conscious that they know they are doing fucked up things, jamie is aware of his fucked up shenanigans and he has no remorse for it LMAO

he harasses, degrades and beats the shit out of people for shits & giggles, it’s why he had such a thriving career as an underground fighter before he got arrested. like a moral consciousness that is constantly beat out by his own selfish need for dopamine and adrenaline. the only thing that holds him back is bailey ( & used to be kyle ) cause he knew that he’d be chewed out by them after, which is worse to him than having to deal with past orphanage director’s weird punishments. just… the definition a wild fight dog kept on a leash

[leporidaecervinae]

sickening thought: dennis' god hole vs. mac's catholic guilt. the evidence of a god and the absence of one. emptiness vs. loneliness. dennis' mommy issues vs. mac's daddy issues. there are other parallels but my brain stopped working. someone smarter than me come help me with this one i beg.

[blackthornish]

"Yes, I’m sad, Kit thought. I’m stuck and frustrated. I wanted to impress you at the Shadow Market and I got so caught up in that I forgot about everything else. About how we really shouldn’t be doing this. About how I can’t tell you we shouldn’t be doing this."

[resident-gay-bitch]

Okay yeah I’m definitely thinking about Wayne and Hopper now like there is so much ANGST just waiting to happen with them but they could truely just make eachother calm

[itspileofgoodthings]

my romantic self-esteem is just absolutely rock-solid. for whatever reason!

[lautity]

omg how did you guess i think about her.....steps in front of username to cover it. ignore that

edit from after this was written: i am so sorry. i am so so so sorry for this. it's like a whole fic i have no one else to say this to bc no onecares about them HAJKDSAHKSJHD i am . shaking. so sorry. omg. don't hate me

anyway you are so correct ARHJHKS pathetic autistic lesbian who grew up alienated from her peers bc she was "weird" and ppl didn't wanna be friends with her....until zoey came along and actually tolerated her (used her) and turned her into a dog basically.

she'd do anything for zoey....anything..........they are so homoerotic codependent friendship coded. zoey is MOST DEFINITELY in love with hailey but in like a very unhealthy "my feelings for you make me look weak so i need to make you weak by treating you like this" (plus zoey is just a bitch to everyone in general)

and hailey just takes it. bc she admires zoey so much. like she canonically sees her as a mentor. even though they're likely the same age. and yes yes she is in love with zoey because who wouldn't be. who wouldn't fucking fall for the only person who ever like. talked to her. who sings so well and acts so well and controls every room she enters. who has the power over people hailey could only dream to have one day......and also she's SO hot

NOW. THOUGH. it is canon that they have a third roommate. what if i told you it was greenpeace girl herself - harmony jones. (not canon. not even hinted at)

i just think. harmony is soo passionate about the environment. passionate in general. also autistic. good at masking though. but takes no shit. she's the first person zoey can't manipulate or degrade and it SUCKS. she's like 5'10 to me and basically towers over zoey of she's wearing her huge thrifted black boots. and it makes her so flustered and SO angry

and like. it is pretty funny to intimidate hatchetfield's favorite knockoff regina george. zoey passes her in the hallway and actually has to look up to meet harmony's dumb stupid sparkly gorgeous eyes......and harmony just smirks.........and zoey like. regains her composure. tears her eyes away and hisses "get out of my way" and practically sprints to her room. slams the door. and harmony calls after her "sorry princess" and zoey is so angry and flustered she bites a pillow not to scream

hailey and harmony are soo special too. harmony sees hailey, because she's willing to. she likes listening to her ramble. she likes seeing her happy & not constantly hiding herself in fear of being abandoned again. she is soooo down bad for hailey she'd do anything for her.

sounds like a pretty weird roommate dynamic right. WRONG. polyamory beam.

hailey looks at harmony like she carries the stars in her eyes. harmony looks at her the same. zoey is added into this and feels a little out of place. for the FIRST TIME in her life, zoey chambers feels out of place.

hailey and harmony make a huge effort though. because they are also still very much down bad for this bitch.

harmony just has like.....zoey on a leash. a mean lesbian with an even meaner lesbian on a leash. zoey eventually leans into it. her new role of being harmony's pretty princess........

she starts being less cruel to hailey. she's still like a bitch, that's just in her nature, but there's sweetness to it.....she makes an effort to learn stuff about hailey. hobbies and favorite musicals and all that. she learns that hailey can actually be kinda sorta cool (in a lame way) if she's not constantly biting her tongue.

staring at you really hard like a cat. they (you) could never make me hate you zazz haileydilmore.

i am actually really obsessed with 'in love with her, but not as an equal'. princess and handmaid coded. fondness but its buried under so much scorn. you Could tell her. and it'd probably make her more devoted. but she'd already do anything for you, so why give her that leverage?

there's this specific feeling some people (especially like. popular hot girls. lol) give you where they make you feel important. like. just by being around you, by deeming you worth their time, they're calling you special. even if they aren't actually being nice to you. unspoken affection of letting you stay close to them. it's like a really fun addictive feeling and i think hailey is always chasing that from zoey

harmony teaching hailey that she deserves so so much better than how zoey treats her.......i don't think that would be immediate but it would be like. a slow build-up of being less and less comfortable w/ zoey's demands before she finally flat-out refuses to do something. probably with a "you aren't even nice to me, zoey. I don't think you ever have been."

i think....zoey hates seeing harmony and hailey happy together at all it makes her So Mad because she had hailey first. and she's been stolen. by what? being kind??

the Entire Time zoey is ruminating on this harmony and hailey are both trying to kind of invite her in and be like hey we arent mad at you we should probably all talk (The Polyamory Talk™. zoey does not know this i dont think). but zoey is both upset/jealous and maybe a little tiny bit worried that she'll fuck up whatever they have. because she does maybe feel the littlest bit bad about hurting hailey. a little bit. because there is actually something nice about this happier, more confident, more assertive hailey. maybe she feels a miniscule amount of guilt that she was the reason she was miserable for so long.

they do finally ask her out and shes so out of her element waugh......because yeah harmony has her whipped.

+ ur so right zoey is never nice, persay, but harmony definitely dulls some of her edges and she's a lot more able to say things with affection rather than spite. and harmony's reign ushers in clear communication (or else), so when zoey has issues with hailey there is no more passive-aggressive comments that leave her spiralling

ugh i think zoey wld still snap at hailey sometimes and harmony always mediates.....theres something kind of fun about hamony being a protector. maybe zoey feels a little left out sometimes because of this, like she's the third or the spare or the least wanted. not a feeling shes used to! of course they reassure her that this is not true. but maybe she makes a bit more of an effort with her temper, anyways. you understand

[lazaruspiss]

my sibling is starting to write fic and it's so. like they've been drawing for forever and never seem insecure about art. but writing is still new to them! so the fic isn't working how they want it to. i got to point at their pile of like, 20 something filled full size sketchbooks and go, look, you've made all this art, practiced all this time to be good. and how many things have you written? 3? you keep going! you keep doing it and it will be countless one day!

[reuptakeinhibitor]

i love stobin working retail jobs and sharing a resume so much but consider this. steve follows robin to bloomington, indianapolis, west lafayette, wherever she decides to go and they get a little apartment. maybe they decide to go out of state but i think they stay in the midwest. then st takes a page from buffy and steve works construction while robin goes to school.

[kelpiemomma]

friends i am begging you, if you want to get a dog and have never had one before, DO YOUR RESEARCH ON BREEDS.

i was working with a lady the other day who was telling me she wanted a puppy and had never had one before, so she went and adopted a 7 month old husky/border collie mix from the shelter after being denied at [pet store] for working too many hours. i'm pretty sure she got this dog because it has complete heterochromia and is a very tidy black and white, like a standard border collie.

please. do NOT do this. look into what dog breed will BEST fit your lifestyle. if you work long hours, do NOT get a working dog breed. maybe even don't get a dog. maybe get a less affectionate cat. i do not give a single FUCK if the dog is pretty. do both yourself and the dog a favor and get the dog that fits your life!!! do not get a working dog and stick it in an apartment or house and wonder why it's eating your furniture and destroying your house!!!