#not only does it have to be after 11:30 pm. it needs to be fully dark

[mizzfizz]

my leon drabble is calling out to me…

[eternalgoddessofart]

Chapter 2: Love at First Sight

Today....was a long day. Around maybe 11 or 12 at night all she could hear was her brother yelling and running around. The next thing she could hear was the front door slamming and Sam's car starting and leaving. She guess he wanted to do a night drive but wasn't so sneaky with it and she just went back to sleep.

As she fell into a deep sleep her eyes shot open as she looked around she was in a room of just...well white. Everywhere she looked it was nothing but white. "Hello? Is anyone there?" She asked only to be met by her voice softly echoing in the room. "Ms. Witwicky?" A voice called from behind her. She froze as a shiver ran down her spine from the deep and calming voice. She turned only to see nothing. "W-who's there? Who are you?" she asked. "Do not be alarmed Ms. Witwicky I come in peace and I will be there soon to protect you and your home." The voice said as she just felt worried as she looked around. "Protect me? From what and who are you? Tell me!" She yelled as everything soon fell back before the voice could answer.

"Sweetie hey I'm gonna leave money for you to go out with your friend." Her dad said softly shaking her gently. she groan as she look up at him. she looked at her clock to see it was 8 in the morning. "Dad, why are you up so early?" she mumbled still slightly tired. "Your idiot brother is at the police station." He said sounding disappointed. she shot up concern running through her. "Is he okay? Do you need me to go with you?" She asked about to get out of bed before he stopped her. "No, no sweetheart it's okay you get some sleep. If I don't get to see you before you leave I love you and have fun and be safe." Her dad said kissing her forehead as she smiled. "Well I might as well get ready I told Mikaela to pick me up around 9:30," She said getting up. "Okay sweetie have fun and make sure to stay out of trouble I can only deal with one kid causing me heart issues." She laughed softly. "Don't worry Dad I'll stay out of trouble," She said as he walked out as she got into the shower. As she was under the water her mind wandered to the voice. Who was it...and what was it protecting me and the earth from?

She brushed it off as she got out of the shower and after drying herself off got dressed. She put a pinkish brown over-the-shoulder crop top and some denim shorts she placed the shorts over her tummy as she touched. She started to work out a bit but her stomach was still there but going away slowly. "Once I am smaller...maybe better boys will look my way..." She said softly as she heard someone's horn. She looks to see Mikaela as she smiles she quickly does her hair and put on a nude color for lipstick and her jewelry. "I'm coming Miky." She yelled out her window as She puts her boots on and grabbed her money as she ran out. She saw her mom in the kitchen. "Hi mom I'll see you later. Love you." She said kissing her cheek as she smiled. "Have fun sweetheart be home by 11 pm." She said as she ran out.

(outfit of the day)

"Hey Kora you look pretty." She said as Kora finished doing her hair. "Thank you now let's get going," She said getting behind her as we drove off. The few hours we spent was great and definitely cleared her mind about that dream she had. But not fully the voice played in her head over and over and just couldn't leave her thought for a moment.

"Hey, you okay?" Mikaela asked her as Kora looked back at her as she zoned out while drinking her milkshake. We stopped at Burger King for dinner. "Oh sorry just thinking of this weird dream I had. But, I'm okay do what were you asking me?" Kora said looking at her not wanting to talk about the dream. "Oh well um is Sam seeing anyone?" She asked not meeting her gaze as Kora smiled. "No, he isn't. There's a reason you're asking?" Kora teased as she could see Mikaela's cheek become slightly flushed.

Before she could tell Kora, they heard a loud thud and someone groaned near them. They turned to see Sam on the ground Kora gasped getting up to help him and so did Mikaela. "Sam that was...awesome," Mikaela said trying to sound sincere. "It felt awesome." He groaned sitting up. "Are you okay Sammy?" Kora asked as he quickly came up he looked so scared but from what? "No, I'm not I gotta go my car is chasing me!" He said grabbing their mom's bike as he rode off. Kora look to see the car he bought following him. She looked at Mikaela as she looked at Kora. As they both ran to her scooter to try to catch up with them. "There they went under the bridge." Kora pointed out as they quickly went under as they looked around. "I wonder where he-ugh!" She groaned as Kora and Mikaela were knocked off the scooter hitting the ground.

She looked back at Sam, annoyance in Kora's eyes. "What is your problem, Sam?" Mikaela asked annoyed as Kora looked at a giant robotic creature running towards them. She quickly grabs their arms to pull them all up. "W-we need to run Not!" Kora yell as they look back for a moment as they all start to run. She look back only to see the creature get sideswiped by Sam's car as it drove in front of us opening its door. "It wants us to get in," Sam said pushing the girls into the car. "Get in the car!" He yelled as they all got in. Before they could put their seatbelts on they began to drive around crazy to get away from the other creature who was not a police car.

"We're gonna die!" Mikaela screamed gripping the seat. "We're not gonna die, This car is a kick-ass driver," Sam said as the two yelled at one another Kora watched as they were getting close to a glass wall. "S-sam!" She yelled as they both looked. "We're gonna die!" Sam yelled as they drove through it. After an hour or so of driving they pulled around a warehouse in the shadow to hide from the creature. The doors were locked and the lights came off. "We're locked in," Sam said as Kora rolled my eyes. "No shit." "Well at least we got away from the monster," Sam said as they watched the police car drive by she sighed. But then they heard the sounds of brakes and then saw red lights. "You and your big mouth..." Kora hissed out softly as Sam's car tried to start up but couldn't for a moment. One more time and it started as it drove past the police car almost hitting it. Once a few feet away the car did a full 360 opening its door as they all fell out of the car.

Once they were out Sam's car turned into the same creature as the other one and the two began to fight. As they fought the other one that had red glowing eyes launched a smaller robot near them. The three got up and they started to run. As they ran Kora and Mikaela looked back as they heard Sam scream. He was tackled to the ground by the robot. "It's got me!" He yelled in fear as Kora ran towards them pouncing on the creature as we rolled for a moment. She screamed as she tried to keep the creature off her as it left small scratches on her. Soon all she felt was the creature was pushed off her as Mikaela came out of nowhere with a chainsaw and started chopping it up.

While she did that Sam cheered for a moment. "Get him, get him!" He said while helping her up. "You okay?" He asked looking over ora. "Yeah, just a few scratches is all," She said as they looked back at Mikaela's finished job. "Not so tough without a head huh?" He said kicking the head away. As they caught their breath it was quiet to quiet. "It sounds like they stopped fighting," Kora said softly as she went up Sam and Mikaela following behind her.

As they got to the top Sam's car, well what is his car stood looking at us. "It's a robot, like a super advanced robot. Probably Japanese. Yead probably Japanese." Sam said to the girls as Kora rolled her eyes walking closer. "Woah Kora be careful," Sam said softly trying to reach for her. "I'll be fine Sam he doesn't want to hurt us." She said softly as soon the two followed close behind Kora. The metal creature looked down at them.

"I think they wanted something the murdering one wanted our grandfather's glasses," Sam said as she looked at him and then at Sam's car. "Do you talk?" Sam asked as his car started to turn on his radio. "XM Satellite Radio...Digital broadcasting brings you..." He answered as Kora looked at him. "Oh, you speak through the radio," She said as Sam's car clapped his hands pointing at her. "Thank you...you're beautiful...you're wonderful." Kora giggled softly. "So, what was that last night?" Sam asked him."Visitor from heaven and earth Hallelujah." Sam Car said pointing to the sky. "Visitor from heaven...So what are you an alien?" Mikaela asked. All Sam's car did was point at her shaking his head before he changed back. "Anymore...questions you wanna ask?" He said as he opened his car door for them. Kora smiled as she was the first to get in deciding to sit in the front seat. She watched as the two debated outside well more of Sam convincing Mikaela to get in. Ultimately, the two got in and they drove off to god knows where. They watched as he drove as Mikaela sat between he siblings.

It was quiet until Mikaela spoke up. "This car is a pretty good driver," Mikaela said as Kora nodded with her. "Yea...why don't you sit on my lap?" Sam asked as Kora and Mikaela looked at him confused. "Why?" "Because you don't have a seatbelt and you don't wanna sit in Kora's lap do you?" Sam said and well he was convincing enough that she did end up crawling onto his lap as Kora just giggled. She gave Sam a smug look as his cheeks were slightly red as he smiled. "You know that um seatbelt thing was a smooth move," Mikaela said as he chucked saying thanks. "You know what I don't understand," Mikaela asked as I looked at her. "What." Me and Sam asked in unison. "Why if he is supposed to be this super-advanced robot why he turns into this piece of crap Camaro?" Mikaela asked as Kora gasped. "Mikaela that was so mean. I still think he looks incredible" Kora said rubbing his steering wheel.

The car then screeches to a halt and opens the door for Mikaela and Sam. Kora tried to get out but the car locked the door as she got scared. "S-Sam!" She screamed as we then drove off. "It's...alright We...aren't...leaving them." The car spoke as It was glad she had her seatbelt on the car flipped only to be on two wheels she yelped holding onto the seat as it seemed to scan a 2014 Chevrolet Camaro and transform into that. Kora gasped and smiled as she looked at the new interior. "Wow, you look so badass!" Kora squealed as the noise made happy noises. Sam's car then went back to get her brother and Mikaela. "You're glad you came back with my sister but you look good," Sam said as Kora got into the spacious backseat. After maybe 10 or 20 minutes they drove to a field and they all got out looking to the night sky. They watched four large what looked like comets began to land one was a few feet away as Sam and Mikaela went to see what it was.

While Kora stayed next to the car. "Are those your friends?" She asked as she looked inside. "Yeah..they are...my friends." He opened the door as Kora got back and we went to get the other two. Soon they made it to an alley all three of them came out as they weren't alone for too long. Soon they heard the sound of wheels against pavement and the roaring of engines. Kora watched in awe as a large Peter-built semi-truck, blue with red flames, began to shift. All that was heard was metal scrapping against one another till they were met with a giant robot like we saw with Sam's car. 'He is huge...but his eyes are so...soft and gentle' Kora thought enchanted by him in a way. It felt like everything disappeared as it was just her and him as he felt so...familiar.

The others that was with him, an ambulance, A GMC Top Kick Black truck, and a slick silver car transformed as the blue and red robot that had caught her eye as he leaned down to look at Kora and Sam, Mikaela staying close to them. "Are you Samuel James Witwicky and Kora Maria Witwicky, descendants of Archibald Witwicky?" He asked as her eyes widened. 'That voice...the one from my dreams.' Kora thought as Sam gently placed her behind him slightly as he nodded his head. She looked back at the robot as he was staring at her as if...he thought the same as her. "They know your names" Mikaela said.

"Yeah.." Sam said as the robot began to speak. "My name is Optimus Prime. We are Autonomous Robotic Organisms from the planet Cybertron." "Or you can call us Autobots for short." The green rescue robot said as he crossed his arms. "Autobots." Sam and Kora said as she smiled at the name it seemed fitting for them. One moved forward behind them as they turned to look at the smallest of the five. "What's crackin' little bitches" The silver one said doing a back flip as Kora giggle nodding her head towards him. "My first lieutenant, Designation Jazz." Optimus introduced. "This looks like a cool place to kick it." He laid on a car as he nodded back at Kora. "Nice to meet ya little mama's" He said as she giggled her cheeks slightly flushed

Kora look back at Sam and Optimus as the two seem to be glaring at Jazz. She understands Sam but...why Optimus. "How he learn to talk like that?" Sam asked his tone slightly annoyed. "We learned Earth's languages from the World Wide Web...but it seems he learned other things as well," Optimus said his tone slightly harsh. Once the two finished they looked behind them to find the top truck was aiming his gun's arms? at them. The two hiding behind Kora slightly. "My weapon's specialist Ironhide." Optimus stated watching.

"You feeling lucky punk?" Ironhide asked them as she heard Sam gulp as Kora just rolled her eyes a smile on her face. I was enjoying these guys. "Easy Ironhide." Optimus warned leaning down just in case. He seemed unedge from this as she wondered why. "Just kidding, I just wanted to show my canons..." He said his tone slightly down as Kora gave him a softer smile. "I liked them they are very nice, look like they can do some damage." Ironhide chuckled as he looked at his leader. "I like this little femme."

Optimus smiled slightly as he introduced the green rescue truck that was by his side as it was sniffing the air. "Our medical officer Ratchet." "Hmm..the boy's pheromone levels indicate he wishes to mate with the black hair female," Ratchet explained as I giggled the two looking away from each other. "And it seems the other pheromone suggests she is feeling strong emotions for.." Ratchet stops as he looks up at Optimus. Kora cheeks become red as she look away. "Well its because...he just seems so familiar. I've heard you in my dreams talking to me."

"I was able to communicate to warn you what is to come Kora. I will get to that soon. It seems you three already know of your brother's guardian, Bumblebee." Optimus said as she look up. They looked up at Bumblebee as he playfully punched the air. "Check on the rep, yep, second to none." His radio said as she giggled at him. "So you're my guardian?" Sam said as he nodded but soon a laser hit his throat as he coughed holding it. "His vocal processor were damaged in batter, I'm still working on them." He said as Mikaela walked closer to Optimus as Kora followed her. "Why are you here? I'm sure she would know if she heard you but it seems she is just as confused as us." Mikaela as she looked at Kora as she looked at her then back at Optimus.

His large blue orbs stared at her as Kora's cheeks flushed. Her heart beat fast in her chest. What was this strange feeling when she is near him? And why didn't she want it to stop? it was electric and made her feel light as if she knew he be there for her for the rest of her life. "Kora? you okay?" Sam asked as she came out of her world everyone stared as she realized she was just staring at Optimus. "Yea I'm fine I promise." "But back to you said Mega what?" Sam said as Optimus presses something on his head and a blue laser shot out of his eyes. It created an image around them causing them to move so they can watch it.

"Our planet was once a powerful empire, peaceful and just. Until we were destroyed." His hologram of Megatron appeared. Making her spine shiver in fear, his red orbs looked to be full of anger and looked hungry for power. "Our war finally consumed the planet and the all spark was lost to the stars. Megatron followed it to Earth where Captain Witwicky found him." Optimus explained as Kora and Sam smiled. "Our grandfather." The two said as Optimus nodding continuing the story.

"It was an accident that intertwined our fates. Megatron crash-landed before he could retrieve the cube. Captain Witwicky accidentally activated his navigation system. The coordinates to the Cube's location were imprinted on his glasses." He finished as Sam looked up at him. "How'd you know about his glasses?" Kora and Optimus looked at Sam. "EBay." They said together as he stared at her. Kora face was slightly red as she crossed her arms. Her stomach turned as his blue orbs stared at her so intensely

"If they could learn our language from the web, they would be able to find those glasses you've been trying to bid for money." Kora said glaring at Sam as he looked down guilty. Optimus cleared his throat as they stared at him. "You know I've noticed you stare at my sister a lot." Sam said as Kora slapped his arm the bots chuckled but stopped when Optimus looked at them all. "If the Decepticons find the all spark, they will use it's raw power tp transforms Earth's machine and build a new army." Ratchet spoke up as the three stared at them all.

"The entire human race will be extinguished, Sam and Kora Witwicky, you hold the key to Earths survival." Optimus said standing tall as all autobots stared at the three humans before them. "Sam...you better have those fucking glasses at home." Kora said her tone stern as Sam looked pale. she sighed as she looked at Optimus. She calmed as she knew deep down no matter what...he be there to protect her.

Here is chapter two sorry it took so long life and college got in the way. I hope you guys enjoy!

[decisiontimeat45]

"I went to the doctor, I said 'I'm feelin' kinda rough.' He said 'Let me break it to you son, your shit's fucked up.'" - Warren Zevon, "My Shit's Fucked Up"

About me:

I'm 45, approaching 46. I was diagnosed with epilepsy at 13 from a TBI, and put on a medication called Carbamazepine. I was on that for 30 years. The entire time, not one doctor or pharmacist informed me that 10 years after I was put on it that it could cause loss of bone density.

At age 31, I fractured the transverse process on T12-L4 vertebrae in a fall.

At age 37, teeth started to fracture. The first was on a goddamn soft jalapeño bagel with cream cheese. Not joking. It painlessly snapped on a holiday weekend with no dentists available.

At age 43, I had an employee (I was a chef for 3 decades) attack me for sending him home over his insubordination. He was violating food safety standards, enough to get a health department violation. In the assault, I had multiple broken ribs and another TBI, which drastically increased the frequency of seizures.

The choice was made to undergo an EEG to see where the seizures were occurring in my brain and if we could treat them surgically. To do this, I needed to undergo a stay in the hospital without my medications and have seizures while monitored.

The two seizures I had IN THE HOSPITAL BED fractured my T6 and T7 vertebrae and caused severe issues in my cervical vertebrae.

The cervical vertebrae: I had C5-C7 fused at age 40. Now, there is narrowing of the spinal canal from C3 to T1 both vertically and horizontally.

Essentially, the surgery I will need, either now or later, will leave me unable to move my head much side to side and up or down. If I do it now, those are immediate effects. If I wait, I can lose some fine motor skills in my limbs. The only positive to doing it now is keeping those motor skills fully intact and relieving the cervicogenic headaches I've had since the EEG seizures. That's it.

However, here's where my dilemma comes in:

My career as a chef requires head movement. I have to be able to look side-to-side and up-and-down. I'm not a sit-in-the-office type of chef; I have to be knee-deep in the shit. That just who I am. Even with injuries before, I would dive into it. Fuck how much it hurts. That's my work ethic; eat a cocktail of NSAIDs and go to work.

My hobbies are playing a guitar, painting, throwing a baseball, tabletop RPGs. These will all be affected drastically by surgery, whether it be now or later. I do need to look at a guitar neck at times - every guitarist does at some point. I paint tiny RPG miniatures, which requires fine motor skills and being able to look down at times. Throwing a baseball is not like tossing or playing catch, it's pitching-style. That's a lot of spinal movement, from the neck down. Your head has to turn fully to the side to throw like that; that's ashtray fine with the fractured T6-T7. Playing a tabletop RPG, especially as the Gamemaster, requires the ability to look down; you look down at dice rolls, notes, miniatures, etc.

When I was a kid, I remember being roughly 11 or 12, sitting on the cast-iron steam radiator in my parents' living room. For you kids, that's one of these things.

They got HOT, like burn you if you didn't have a blanket in between, but they kept you warm. They literally sent steam through the system to heat the house.

So I was sitting on that, on a rare instance of being able to stay up to watch the 10 pm news on WKBD Fox 50 out of Detroit. My mom, a nurse, was sitting in her chair crocheting. The lead story was about an attempt to prosecute a doctor for helping patients die.

I asked my mother why a doctor would do that. It was then she explained to me what Death with Dignity was and who Dr. Jack Kevorkian, the doctor they were attempting to prosecute, was and that he was actually doing something great. That a loss of quality of life to medical conditions was a horrible thing and that no one should ever have to live through it.

This was at least a 45 minute long conversation, and by the end, I had decided that I will never live a life where I cannot do things I love due to a medical condition. If my life ever gets that bad, I'm done.

For years, I thought if that day ever came, it was fully on me. But, like Marijuana laws, some states are starting to relax on Death with Dignity. It is becoming accepted.

Now, it feels like I'm coming to that point, far earlier than I thought I would.

My family knows my wishes. My wife has known since we were dating. Our children - 25, 17, and 17 - have known for several years. Everyone understands and accepts this decision, as they all agree with the concept of Death with Dignity.

So what is the dilemma?

I'm fucking 45. I can have the surgery now, and essentially lock myself into DwD now, or not have the surgery and possibly have 5-10 more years before it reaches that point, allowing my mental health decline, knowing there's an eventuality coming, having a time frame. The entire time dealing with the decline slowly. First, my gait and finger dexterity will decline, then it will extend up my limbs until I finally have surgery.

That's IF I can even have the surgery either way. Remember that medication I mentioned earlier, carbamazepine? I wasn't told about the loss of bone density until after my back was fractured. By then, the damage to my bone density was done. We don't even know IF I can have surgery right now, which means I just live in pain, slowly losing the ability to do things.

That's not even getting into the loss of a 31 year career as of this week. I've spent my entire life in kitchens. While I know other things, it's a bit late to go get a degree and switch careers, not to mention if I can even do those by the time I am done with either surgical path, even I can even have surgery. Disability? Like that's going to be a viable option here in the United States much longer. Hell, it's barely an option now, with the first application a guaranteed rejection. We're talking a legal battle just to be declared disabled. In addition...I don't see myself as disabled, not yet anyway. Granted, that could just be me, in total denial. Right now, I can still walk. I can still use my limbs. I just can't do my job because of the health issues.

I call that a big loss of the quality of life any way you look at it. Don't you? Can't do hobbies, can't work, can barely do the things one needs to do in life without pain.

Granted, I may not qualify on any singular condition or even all conditions combined. If not, I plan to fight legally for the right.

Why am I here, on Tumblr, writing this out? I just need to vent to someone other than family or close friends. I don't want to burden them. Yes, I have a therapist, once a week. It helps, but it's not enough. You can only fit so much into a 50 minute session. Besides, I don't have a session this week; my sessions are always on Mondays, and it's Memorial Day. There was no room to fit me in the rest of the week.

I'll probably use this Tumblr to vent about this on and off. Feel free to offer advice, support, etc. It's appreciated, but I cannot guarantee I will follow it. If you just want to talk trash, take your shit somewhere else.

If you read this, thank you. I'll be around for awhile. No, I'm not going to unalive myself; I can't do that to my family. Don't worry about that. I'm fine, I'm clear-headed. This is just a journal of my journey through losing my ability to do things I love, either fast or slow. Maybe I'll find a way to handle this, and it will inspire someone in the future. Maybe it will help someone else understand and cope with this decision later, a decision of theirs or someone they care about who makes this choice.

[harshadha]

I Bought the iPhone 16 and Immediately Regretted It

I Bought the iPhone 16 and Immediately Regretted It

I fell for it again.

You know how it goes—Apple drops a new iPhone, the internet loses its mind, and suddenly your perfectly good phone feels ancient. So, like a responsible adult, I impulse-bought the iPhone 16 at midnight, fully convinced this would be the upgrade that changed my life.

Spoiler: It wasn’t.

The First 24 Hours: "Wait… This Is It?"

I unboxed it with the excitement of a kid on Christmas morning. Held it up next to my iPhone 15. Squinted. Turned them both over.

The differences?

The cameras are stacked vertically now (revolutionary, I know)

The Action Button is a tiny bit clickier

It weighs, like, two paperclips more

I handed both to my roommate and asked, "Which one’s the new one?"

She guessed wrong. Twice.

One Week In: The Disappointment Sinks In

The Camera: "Better" But Who Cares?

I took 100 identical photos of my dog. My friends couldn’t tell which were from the 16. Night mode is slightly brighter if you zoom in 300%, but let’s be real—nobody’s doing that.

Performance: "Faster" But… Why?

Apps open maybe 0.2 seconds quicker. Games run the same. Scrolling through TikTok? Identical. Unless you’re editing 8K movies on your phone (you’re not), you won’t notice.

Battery Life: The Only Real Upgrade

The 16 lasts about an hour longer than my 15. But here’s the thing—my 15 already gets me through the day. Was an extra hour worth ₹85,900? Absolutely not.

The Price Tag That Made Me Gasp

Phone Starting Price iPhone 15 ₹79,900 iPhone 16 ₹85,900

That’s ₹6,000 more for… what? A slightly different camera bump and a battery that dies at 11 PM instead of 10?

Here’s what else ₹85,900 could get you:

A weekend trip to the mountains

A new PlayStation 5 and a 4K TV

213 avocado toasts at that bougie café

Literally anything more exciting than this phone

Who Should Actually Buy This?

✅ Maybe if…

Your current phone is held together by duct tape and hope

You’re still rocking an iPhone X (you’ve suffered enough)

You make money from smartphone photography

❌ Skip if…

You have an iPhone 12 or newer

Your current phone works fine (it probably does)

You’d rather spend that money on something actually fun

What I Did Instead

In a rare moment of clarity, I:

Returned the iPhone 16

Gave my iPhone 15 a deep clean (it deserved better)

Used the refund to book a spontaneous weekend trip

Best decision ever. That trip gave me more joy than any phone ever could.

The Truth Nobody Wants to Admit

We’ve been tricked into thinking we need a new phone every year. But the upgrades are so tiny now that unless your current one is actually broken, you’re just paying thousands for bragging rights.

Your iPhone 15 (or even 14 or 13) can still:

Take great photos

Run all your apps

Survive being dropped in a panic

Make calls (remember those?)

Save your money. That ₹85,900 could buy you real happiness—not just a slightly different rectangle.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to go apologize to my bank account. And maybe buy my iPhone 15 a drink for putting up with me.

iPhone 16: The Phone That Finally Gets Out of Your Way

You know that feeling when your phone just… works? That's the iPhone 16. After using it for a month, I stopped noticing it - and that's the highest compliment I can give.

Here's what actually matters when you're just trying to live your life:

It Never Makes You Wait That tiny pause when opening your camera? Gone. The slight stutter when switching between apps? History. It's like your phone finally learned to keep up with you.

Photos That Look Like Your Memories That sunset last night? The iPhone 16 actually captured it how you saw it - not some oversaturated version your phone thought looked better. And both sizes finally take the same great zoom shots (no more camera envy).

Battery Life You Can Actually Count On Left the house at 7:30 AM with 85% charge. GPS all day, dozens of photos, doomscrolling at lunch. Got home at 10 PM with 18% left. No battery anxiety is the best feature nobody talks about.

That Extra Button You'll Actually Use Mine's set to:

Open the camera (because kids don't pose)

Start a voice memo (for shower thoughts)

Turn on the flashlight (still fumbling in the dark after all these years)

It Just Feels Nice in Your Hand The slight curve fits your palm like that coffee mug you always reach for. The matte back doesn't become a fingerprint museum. It's the first iPhone in years that feels designed for humans.

Should You Buy It?

👉 Yes if:

Your phone dies before dinner

You've ever missed "the shot"

You're still using an iPhone with a home button

👉 No if:

Your current phone works fine

You upgrade just because it's new

You're waiting for Apple to reinvent the wheel (they won't)

The Truth: This isn't a phone that'll impress your friends. It's a phone that'll stop frustrating you. And after years of flashy features that don't matter, that might be exactly what we need.

Now if they could just make the perfect iPhone case…

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[forestryfae]

holy fucking shit is it possible to get more self centered. holy shit.

stepmom called at like 22:30 the first time. didnt answer. clear sign to not fucking call again id say given most normal people are asleep by now. called again like ten minutes later and i thought well maybe its an emergency. surely shes not stupid enough to call twice in the evening around most peoples bedtime. <--- said by someone who was once called by her 7 times in half an hour and all they wanted was either a chat or they bought me a lamp at ikea idfr

nope. shes chatting away and shit asking where i am, whether i want to celebrate christmas with them, fully expecting me to let them help me when i move into an apartment.

first of all lmao wtf. im not asking them for fucking help moving my shit, if i did theyd go to sweden that exact day and be like "oh were in sweden right now but we can come by later :)" like they did when we asked them to maybe come help w the house. dad was tasked with contacting a lawyer for me once too, he promised hed do it he knew how horrible i had it and when we got to the meeting w my support team he told me he hadnt done it. 2 months i waited and he just hadnt bothered. btw i got really sick a few days later. fever, exhaustion, the whole thing.

and then shes like "it must be so nice to have your legal guardian and finally have someone who gets stuff done" yeah well dad was useless and mom was actively hindering me from talking to a lawyer and you and dad knew how bad it was but you didnt do shit to help so. thanks for that ig.

btw letting me stay for a week during christmas does not count. i really want to say im grateful but rn i dont feel grateful. im pissed. they knew how bad it was and did fucking nothing. i talked about how bad it was and they did nothing but try to talk down how bad it was, atleast dad. sure, stepmom defended me sometimes but having my dad say the shit he did and acting like it was no big deal living alone in a rotten cold house w two cats while i was severely depressed and utterly isolated and only helping if he felt like it. holy fucking shit. yeah dude atleast its getting taken care of i fuvking guess. being a parent doesnt stop when your kid turns 18 and if you marry a dude w kids you cant just. not talk to the kids if it doesnt suit you

and shes asking for all this info about where i am and so on and i just gotta lie. i dont wanna have to argue with a grown ass woman at nearly 11 pm and tell her i straight up dont want them to know cus theyve been utterly useless at all times except like. two times. dad fixed some electrics and i got to stay for christmas and thats it. ive been driven home after shopping sure but whose fucking fault is it i dont have a license? could unsupportive parents who offer to help but dont ever let me drive be part of the problem? could the lack of legal help and effort be a part of the problem?

and obvs im answering in single words and the occasional sentences cus im fucking annoyed and trying not to be rude but shes chatting away about shit she has no business knowing or getting involved in at almost 11 pm. so the call ends w her asking if im sad cus i "sound so sad" like no im not sad. tell her im not sad. she said something afterwards i dont remember but i did wind up saying that "well its kind of really late to call someone at 10:30 in the evening" and she starts. going on about how she just really missed me and missed talking to me and at this point internally im just fuming. she called that late at night just to chat? is she fucking stupid?

like its not bad enough the only times i ever get called is when theyre bored in the car and need entertainment so i have to sit there listening to my own voice echo out of their handsfree while the mic is garbling their voices so bad i can barely tell wtf theyre saying over the sound of traffic. and now shes calling in the middle of the night tol cus her emotional need is too important to let people sleep

[lexcellence]

A timeline of the start of my weekend:

Friday, 7:30 PM: Erin becomes massively nauseous out of nowhere, conks out early

Friday, 8:45 PM: I put Oli to bed, make sure they're both good, and go downstairs for the weekly BitD session

Saturday, 12:30 AM: the game ends

Saturday, 12:32 AM: the kid wakes up crying and throws up, a fact I am alerted to by the phrase "DAD THERE'S SPAGHETTI IN MY BED 😭"

Saturday, 12:45ish: the sheets are changed, the kid is cuddled and starting to snore, I carefully abscond to start on laundry, and confirm with Erin that we will not be doing our family shop in the morning, and I'll walk to the store myself at some point

Saturday, 2:00 AM: I am violently ill. I elect not to wake anyone up by announcing that there is now spaghetti on my slippers.

Saturday, 2:45 AM: the kid has a false alarm, and does not throw up. Erin, on the other hand, does.

Saturday, 3:00 AM: laundry is finished, I go to bed, utterly exhausted and struck by the uncomfortable sensation that I've forgotten something. Not something important, but something that's gonna itch until I figure it out.

Saturday, 4:16 AM: Three minutes after waking up, I figure out what I was missing. That line in Lose Yourself takes on a new meaning. I roll back over, and eventually go back to sleep.

Saturday, 5:45 AM: the boy does NOT awaken and demand breakfast, defying all established precedent. Elsewhere, in Hell, Lucifer dons a sweater.

Saturday: 9:30 AM: the kid wakes up, throws up, then comes into my room to breathe in my face a bunch while asking if he can have eggs.

Saturday, 9:31 AM: I explain that he's been throwing up, and while I would happily make him something simple like toast, he should really let his belly rest.

Saturday, 9:32 AM: "I want eggs, though?"

Saturday, 9:32 AM: "Dude."

Saturday, 9:32 AM: "Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease can I have some eggs, I promise not to throw up!"

Saturday, 9:33 AM:

Saturday, 9:45 AM: the boy is cheerfully gobbling down an omelette, and only mildly distraught that I'm not letting him have pickles too.

Saturday, 9:50 AM: my tired ass goes back to bed, fully intent on sleeping

Saturday, 9:51 AM to 11:30ish: the kiddo draws upon the focused totality of his autistic powers and asks me a non-stop stream of questions about random digi/pokemon shit. i answer to the best of my ability.

Saturday, 11:33 AM: the kid stops asking questions, then proceeds to come into my room with a book, hover over me, and read.

Saturday, 11:34 AM: "You need something, buddy?"

Saturday, 11:34 AM: "It's very rude to interrupt someone's quiet time, Dad. 😒"

Saturday, 11:34 AM: I apologize profusely, and attempt to sleep.

I am thankful that the kid is able to speedrun his way through being sick to the point where he was hurling Friday night and just fine by Saturday afternoon, but sometimes it would be nice if he didn't immediately get all of his energy back when I'm sick too 😮‍💨

[gamerbearmira]

I had this idea of protective mama Mirabel au. She'll be like-

(Isabela is 15 and Mirabel is eight)

"ISABELA VALENTIA ROSAS MADRIGAL WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!" Mirabel shouted. she knows full well Isabela wasn't supposed to be sneaking out at night so she was pissed.

It was about 11 pm at night and Isabela's curfew was ten.

"YOU ARE NOT MY-" she tried to yell back but a shoe was thrown at her head. She should be happy that she has a gift because if she didn't there was no way she was getting out of Mirabel's grasp. But that still didn't save her Mirabel managed to hit her before she fully made it into her room.

"YOU ARE GROUNDED UNTIL I SAY SO" her words echoed through casita. She knew isabella heard her and she hopes Isabela would be nice and not try anything

-

(Mirabel is 13 and Camilo is 13)

Camilo tried to sneak a girl into the house but...nothing gets passed, Mirabel.

Standing right outside the door was Mirabel waving goodbye to the girl he was supposed to let in. Camilo could have sworn he saw fire in Mirabel's eyes.

She pushed him back inside and casita closed the door after she walked in.

"Camilo you know full well no one is allowed in this house after 8 pm...it's 10:30," she says calmly while she's grabbing her shoe.

He tried to reason with her, he tried to beg, he tried everything but he knew the rules. Mirabel had mercy on him though

"I'm gonna give you 3 seconds," she says as she raises her arm up with the shoe in hand. Of course, 3 seconds weren't enough. Mirabel was so pissed she gave him the double shoe pain

-

(Mirabel is 12 and luisa is 16)

"Luisa I already told you that you can take a break today" Mirabel reassured her dau- Hermana. Mirabel made sure that whatever the town needed would be postponed. Whoever tried to disagree with her was deeply scolded to the point that they don't even want to look in Luisa's direction let alone talk to her.

"bu-" Luisa tried to speak but Mirabel wouldn't allow it.

"no Luisa go take a break, I don't want to hear another word about it" and with that Mirabel sneaked Luisa back up to her room where she can sleep and relax.

Later Mirabel would follow Alma around just trying to see if someone dared to say something to her. Mira was only 6 feet behind her but can quickly run off if she thinks Alma is going to turn around. Thankfully no one dared to talk to her.

-

(Dolores is 16 and Mirabel is 9)

Mirabel insisted on she and Dolores have some quality time together while picking out fabric for clothes and such. Mirabel had made her ear muffs so if they ever need to go into town Lolo would be ok. they both know Asl/SSL so communicating wasn't a problem.

Some guys ruined their evening when they tried to catcall Dolores but Mirabel wasn't going for that. Mirabel knows what they were doing was wrong because her father told her what they were doing.

-

"Papa, what does cat calling mean?"

"well...that's when a guy is...being disrespectful to a woman" he refused to answer any more questions she had.

-

She made Dolores sit in the fabric shop and wait for her until she came back. Mirabel said she had "business" to take care of. Mirabel found those men and lead them down an alleyway saying that Dolores had a message for them and they had to hear it in private.

Once they were far away enough she gave them a world full of physical and emotional pain. No one disrespects her Nina prima.

Dolores heard it all but decided not to say anything. The three men told Alma about it and she tried to scold Mirabel but Lolo told her she heard nothing about that.

the three men were scolded instead and Mirabel and Lolo had a nice day full of embroidery and clothing making.

-

This au will kind of be in modern times where the adults work 24/7 so she had to step up and be the parent. This au will have crazy shenanigans so stay tuned!

Luisa, Antonio, and Dolores are her angel children and Isabela and Camilo are her gremline children. But all 5 are usually gremlins soo...

Shiiiii 💀💀 mfs aren’t safe from her, she pretty much adopted all them and they couldn’t do nothing to stop it 😭 I’m not surprised she stepped in on so many occas, I mean she only wants the best and she only wants them to be safe.

[mochikeiji]

Exact Replica

Request: "Hi! I really love you're writing and was wondering if you could do prompt 25+29 for Kuroo Tetsuro from Haikyuu? And could it be angst to fluff? (Maybe Kuroo was ignoring the reader due to lots of work/stress so reader feels neglected?) It's totally up to you tho! Ty so much!!"

25. "Would you notice if I was gone?"

29. "I didn't mean it."

↠ Pairing: Kuroo Tetsuro x F!Reader

↠ Warning: angst to fluff, mentions of pregnancy and kuroo's sad childhood

↬ Word Count: 3.7k

↠ a/n: okay this is my longest one yet. I swear the prompt screams angst to fluff so much that I go into it.

↳ from Go! Go! Gogatsu Event

Kuroo Tetsuro achieved many great things in life after graduating from his university, with multiple acknowledgements and honors. Landed a position as a young CEO from a sports association at the age of 24, he had enough money in his pocket and bank to stable both of you financially. Life was good to him after having to build from the roots  of his ruined childhood; the only years of defeat Kuroo doesn't ever want to repeat. His father and mother were in the same position as you both are; owning your own shared house, good working environment, investments and stability, married.

Up until this day Kuroo questions why his parents split. They were fortunate that they had every thing completed, sadly it was the family and love that wasn't taken care of. You could be the happiest person, yet the void inside would still be there, Kuroo thought. Foolish people were to neglect something more valuable than any object that is given. Whether it was his father or his mother that stopped nurturing what they both bonded for the longest time, they were both fools to let each other go over something simple. He vows to never let history repeat itself.

But now the tables seemed to have flipped for the both of you. Your lives not far from what he had ran away from. If Kuroo could eat his words back, he would've now that he was running late yet again to coming home, forgetting about the promise he swore to about joining you after a full month of being occupied in his office. Coming home to have you already tucked in bed, but suffering in silence.

Most days he didn't bother greeting you in the morning and night. As a good wife, you understand. He was a busy man with an important position to maintain.

There were times where you'd be tapping your foot down on the floor as the clock strikes at an ungodly hour with your messages still not bothered to be replied to or even read. But you understand. He's working! Always doing what he can for the both of you like the good husband he wanted to be.

Even if sometimes he'd come home without a kiss or a simple, "I missed you." you understand. He's drained. No time for silly, endearing affections. You've done them a lot before back when you were younger. You're adults! Married! A married partner shouldn't be feeling so needy when the other was only doing their part.

Even when sometimes your insecurities would kick in whenever you'd visit your husband to drop his forgotten lunch again, only to see him flocked by different women; probably secretaries, interns, and assistance.

You understand. You always did took such good care of what you two have.

Well had.

His home office door slams shut, awakening you from your nap on the couch. Didn't Kuroo notice you when he walked in? Looking at the clock you noticed it was near 11:30 PM since he's arrived. Late again, maybe he hasn't eaten anything? No worries, you thought sadly. Stretching your aching muscles, you made your way to the dining area. So far dinner was left untouched once more. Just how many times has it gone to waste because you continued on cooking for two?

Or rather, three.

You beam at the sudden reminder while preparing your husband's plate. You'd always miss him whenever he'd come home, never had the chance to surprise him at the right time of your little discovery about a week ago. Fear did struck you because of the possible reactions he'd give, but you were so excited in sharing the news that a couple would share the equal happiness from, you couldn't contain it any longer.

Maybe you should've chosen another time unbeknownst to you how your husband was hunched over his desk, clearly in displease of the previous events that had occurred during the meeting back in his office. Hence why his work stack added more piles of predicaments, only fueling his headaches more wishing he could just lay down peace and quiet without disturbance.

He grumbles at the knock on his door, only typing furiously with emphasized taps on the keyboard. You, not sensing the emitting aura from the room took it as a response for you to enter. It surprised you a bit on how disordered his home office had become. It was obvious his coat had been thrown carelessly as it lays on the floor, wrinkled. Carefully placing the plate full of food on the small coffee table at the side, you gingerly picked up the article of clothing. Lightly trying to smoothen out the lines before hanging it behind his door and turning back to your husband.

"Tetsu?" cautiously calling out his name, you were kind of wary at the fact he didn't turn to see you unlike he does before whenever you'd enter the room. "I brought you your dinner. You came home pretty late." you tried to maintain the light hearted tone of your voice to hide how nervous you were in telling him the big news.

The atmosphere was kind of eerie when all he did was hum meekly from your words. Feeling a bit disheartened from his lack of attentiveness, still forcing a smile, you padded a little closer behind him with your hands clasps together. "I also wanted— well needed to tell you something." averting your eyes away from him as you prepared in your head. With a small hope he'd turn around for once after a long time.

"Can it be another time? I'm in the middle of stuff here."

Another time.

Why is it always next time? It's frustrating enough to not see him or have him speak to you even for a moment, but this made your stomach churn in an unpleasant way. Frowning at his poor reply, you gulped a few of your sentence back. Not fully trusting your emotions getting in the way, "You never really talked to me before, Tetsu.. I get that you're busy, but it wouldn't hurt for you to give a little minute for me."

Even just a second as long as he'd finally notice you.

"(Y/n) if you understand then why bother? You can clearly see I'm busy." chest huffing out a harsh sigh, still not bothering to turn around. Gripping your hands tightly, your patience were starting to snap. "You're always busy, Tetsu! I never had a proper conversation with you again." raising the volume of your voice a little made his actions come to a halt. Chair revolving around to face you. His appearance made it obvious how exhausted he has been; tousled hair that he usually takes longer to style, the light forming bags underneath his eyes from the screen and lack of sleep. The visible annoyance marked in his expression. But couldn't he say the same for you?

"Fine. Here, you have my attention now. Are we talking properly now?" his way of provoking you wasn't in the right place. It only made you look at him in disbelief because you've grown to never meet such side of your husband before. The news you had originally planned to share vanished from your head, replaced with the restrained emotions that has been building up inside your heart, tipping over.

"Tetsu, what is wrong with you?" looking at him now seemed like you were talking to someone else. His words were curt and short with no intention of prolonging the conversation, itching to get back to work so he could be done with it. "I already you I'm just busy. I would be done by now if you didn't want to talk properly with me." he says as if he's the one in distraught. "Seriously, nothing's wrong but I think you aren't. You're never like this."

"That's because you never cared to noticed in the first place!" wailing out the collapsed emotions that has weighed you heavily. It was too late to stop yourself from voicing out the things your husband left aside. A full month of being a good, understanding image of a wife thrown away to the rubbles without even appreciating the the long nights of you waiting up for him, cooking meals even though the next day they'd end up being in the trash, tolerating the coldness of the used to be warm sheets, putting up with the insecurities you took upon yourself to hide to avoid troubling your husband further when all you wanted was for him to assure you that he still loves you and only you.

The fascade you put up just for him crumbles. And it infuriates you more of how he still doesn't notice.

"(Y/n), you know I've been working! There's so much stuff that needs to be attended for just so you and I could live normally!"

"Tetsuro, we are stabled, it's okay to slow down a bit. How is this any normal to you when you don't even realize how this affects me?!"

The chair slides back roughly against the floor with a loud creak as he towers over you. Glowering eyes with a dark expression looming over his face, clearly now enraged. "You're being selfish right now. I'm here doing what I can to support us and all you could think of was you, you, you. Can't you see I'm doing this for you as well? God what else do you want from me, the world?"

"I only wanted you to give me your time and attention even just for a second, Tetsuro! I've been doing my best for you all this month and I never said anything to trouble you!"

It hurts when he said how you were being the selfish one when it was the opposite. It dawned to you that all those days of giving your all for him wasn't once noticed. "Will you ever grow up already? Attention? Really? We're adults, (Y/n) not teenagers for fucks sake. My time is just wasted because of you!" he doesn't stop there even if you've had your mouth already shut from how he portrayed you as. His words were beginning to leave a deep scar in you as you quiet down to the next line.

"If you think that nothing is troubling me, there is! And you just happen to add in for crying out loud!"

There were no words exchanged after his meltdown. Pinching the bridge of his nose, he looks away from you— who's eyes were already watery. Unable to even tell your side anymore at the ache of your heart. "So..I'm just troubling you then?" quivering out your words, Kuroo clenches his jaw as the bubbling frustration was being held back with the last bit of restrain he had.

"Would you notice if I was gone, Tetsu?"

Instead of being alarmed by your chosen form of sentence, you watched with sad eyes as your husband pulled back his chair and faced his workload. He didn't even noticed you're already crying silently, "Not now, (Y/n). We'll talk later."

He doesn't even noticed how you walked out sobbing with a shattered heart nor the door in the living room closing. Leaving him alone for the next few hours in peace like he wanted.

Time went on quickly when one doesn't take their eyes off from their consecutive workaholic state. With a groan, he almost slams his laptop shut before stretching his bones, slowly relaxing the tense muscles. It's up to his co workers and assistance to deal with the load he's prepared to dump onto them after they threw all theirs to him. Hoping to freshen up his face, Kuroo tidies his desk up before making his way to the door. Stopping in realization of the now cold dinner that was left on the coffee table.

His stomach growled loudly at the lack of food it's digested in the longest run. It was still good if he heats it up, he does miss eating home made meals than his stale ones back in the cafeteria of his workplace. Grabbing the plate carefully he first made a short journey to the kitchen to heat up his food. Unusual it was to have all the lights out in the house. You'd always leave some opened when he was awake. Then again the guilt started to crawl up to his chest knowing he's the cause of why you'd forgotten.

Now entering the bathroom with water running down his face, he plans ahead the apology he owes you when he wakes up tomorrow morning. He could reschedule his own time since he is the boss. He closes the faucet right after he was done rinsing. Looking around for the towel his eyes caught something below the small organizer you put up next to the sink. Grabbing the towel above the first part of the organizer, bending down slowly to avoid getting cramps, his actions were quick to grab the object that caught his attention the moment it seemed so familiar and surprising.

Pregnancy test. Two lines for positive.

Having a child with you was the last thing he's yet to accomplish from his list, and here it was. As much as he wanted to be in denial, it all felt like surge of contentment drowns him in because he was going to be a dad. However his body began to tremble whilst still holding the test and staring intently at it. The previous guilt that was crawling beneath his bones became a dark, desolated hole of anxiety and fear that ate him whole. The things he's said and done will never be taken back no matter how he apologizes to the past events a few hours ago.

Hours ago. It was already 2:25 when the fight had ceased. Deep down he knows he couldn't wait until the next day to plead for forgiveness. After all, he did vow to never leave you both a day feeling heavy alone. Kuroo felt nauseous of how much of an asshole he had treated you. Like starting a game of volleyball once more, he was beyond nervous when he approached your shared bedroom. There was no excuse of his actions indeed as he solemnly enters the dimmed room. He sighs a little shaky when he closes in your bed, "Baby?" he starts, "Baby, are you awake?" it was one of the little things he's memorized that you'd do when you both aren't in good terms. You never really slept, just pretended because you always had the heart to wait up for him.

When he gets no response he reaches out to pat you, only coming to the sense that the sheets were left untouched; no warmth traced behind. You weren't there, any where. His blood runs cold and immediately fishes out for his phone in his pocket, speed dialing your number while he circles the entire area of the house in case you'd be there. Now he was more terrified when he hears the familiar voice mail from the living room couch where you had slept while waiting for him.

You left your phone. His wife wasn't home— his pregnant wife.

"Fuck." running a rough hand through his tangled hair. The lump on his throat grows but he refuses to let out a string of sobs. It was his fault you were gone at such an ungodly hour. Kuroo felt more than a bigger asshole than before he's made you come to the point of leaving home. Just as his mother did and never returned. The one thing he swore you two would never be the same came to life, only thought now is Kuroo doesn't know whether you've left him for good after being a neglectful husband and to have dishearten his own beloved wife like that.

"Would you notice if I was gone?"

Rang in his head as he stood outside the neighborhood, running. Chasing after a hallucinated image of you any place he tried to remember you'd be in. A fool he has been to have left you in a loveless marriage. He loves you, he really does. He can't imagine a life without you in it. Just as it was about to become the happiest he's wanted, he pushed it all too soon. A bad husband, he cries. "(Y/n), please come home." legs aching and panting from having to study all areas. It was pitch black; there were no opened spots for you to even go at an hour of slumber and chaos. The only convenient store did not even have you in it. You were no where to be seen and Kuroo breaks.

Of course he'd notice when it was all too late. The past he's ran away from was still the place he's returned now that the house was only occupied by nothing but rotten memories of the love he didn't took care of. The exact replica of a married life he desperately tried to dodge. "I'm so sorry." for the lonely nights he's left you to sleep, over thinking of what may have been your fault and always figuring him out tirelessly. For the small efforts of adoration he didn't took a glance at and gone to waste. For the words that were never even meant for you to ever feel. For being a neglectful husband. He was sorry he noticed too late how he ruined his precious wife.

Now he's left you on your own out in the dangers outside. If anything horrible happened to you he will forever be crushed. But the world thinks that second chances are given to those who truly deserve them after you came in quietly, slipping off your sandals and waving back to your friend who had dropped you off home. Your short break to the convenient store changed when you met up with her and drove back to her place to rant about what happened. Being the sluggish person you are whenever sadness hits, you never noticed how long you've over stayed. It wasn't like your husband was going to know if he still was working.

Much to your surprise that he wasn't, you stifled a gasp to find him with his hands holding his head that was leaned down on the table. His shoulders were lightly jolting with escapes of audible sniffles, indicating that he was in fact crying. If he looked exhausted before, it wasn't enough to describe his current state; as if he was a man who'd lost every thing as he sat there with all hope lost. Your foot padded on the creaky part of the floor in attempt to tiptoe over his hunched back to comfort him. Squeaking in the awkward situation you've put the room in when Kuroo turns his head behind to see you standing there a bit frightened, but concerned when you saw how disheveled his face looks.

"Tetsu—" his name got cut off short from when you almost tripped over your balance at the sudden impact of Kuroo throwing himself into your arms with his weight. You couldn't make out what he was mumbling on about, but you melt to his embrace even if he squeezes the living day lights from you, afraid that he was going crazy and you weren't real. "Thank God," litters of kisses were placed on your clavicle, "You're back."

He repeats, slowly convincing himself that you are indeed home in his arms, safe, no harm detected. Just home. "I'm so sorry.."

"I didn't mean it. I didn't mean any of what I said, I-I'm so sorry." your bodies swayed gently to the sound of your hushes and his cries of apologies. "Please don't leave me like that again. I was so scared."

"Shhh, it's okay, Tetsu. I'm sorry. I'm okay— we're okay." leading him to sit down at the couch, you placed the bag of different brands of sweets and junk on the table before facing your husband. You had to stifle in a laugh watching him wipe his nose, you couldn't help but be reminded of a mini Tetsuro by looking at him. The argument that stung you faded when he took a hold of your hands and mumbled another apology.

"You shouldn't be sorry for anything. I should be.." flickering his eyes from your belly to your bloodshot eyes from your own fiasco back in your friend's place, he slides in closer next to you where your shoulders touched. "I haven't been a good husband lately, have I?" he looks at you expectantly. Frowning, you still nodded. Tired of hiding your own feelings from him.

"I know you're busy most of the time, Tetsu. But I just wanted you to recognize me as your wife." thumbs quick to swipe away the tear that had shed from your eye, "We're in this together, remember?" he pulls you right from the arm, shoving your face to his chest in need to hold you for all the times he should've. Ignoring the dampness of his white long-sleeved polo, breathing in the scent of your sweet shampoo. You were still so forgiving and understanding despite on how equally tired as he was you are.

"I'm so sorry I've made you feel as if I never cared anymore. You never deserved that." his lips found it's way to the crown of your head. "I don't deserve you, and I really don't want to lose you after me being stupid." giggling through tears, fist connecting a soft punch on his chest, bubbling a chuckle to the surface as he lightly pulls you away from hiding.

"I really didn't mean all of those things I've said, baby. I love you and only you." stroking ever so lovingly your cheek, you don't catch on to the fact that his other hand was placed over your stomach protectively. Making a silent promise to not only you, but the soon to be new addition to the family that he will never again neglect what he should've cherished more and looked after than the constant worries at the back of his head.

Because he will never again repeat the replica of a broken family he once was born in.

© all content belongs to mochikeiji. Please do not repost or copy, ありがとうございました!! (=^･^=)

[from-a-reckless-writer]

because, i think it's stupid that lena wouldn't have a back-up plan after alex took the device from her...

“Hey, Alex,” Lena calls, jogging to where Alex was putting her jacket on. Everyone was already gearing up to go home and she’s been thinking about this for the past hour. 

So, Lena shoots her shot.

“Yeah?” Alex turns to her, motor helmet in hand and already clad in her leather jacket.

“I was wondering if I can bring home the tracker? I know it’s a long shot but I was thinking maybe if I get another look at it, I can reverse engineer some of its properties and try to come up with a another way to get Kara back, I know Nia’s already doing the time-travel the but it can’t hurt to-”

Alex mercifully puts a stop to her rambling and puts a hand on her arm to stop her nervous fidgeting.

“I left it on top of the workstation.” She smiles in reassurance. “Of course you can take another look at it. Anything to help Kara.”

Lena lets out a relieved sigh. After everything that’s happened today she’s still a bit wary of stepping on anybody’s toes. That showdown with Alex was really something not to mention that talk after.

“Okay, okay. Thank you.”

“Alright. Good night.”

She sprints to the lab--which looks like more of an awkward gallop in her high heels--and snatches the tube-like device from the table.

She doesn’t even realize she’s hitching an elevator ride with Nia and Brainy—too caught up with planning out what to do with the device—till Nia speaks up, “Hey, that wasn’t bad for a first day.”

Lena looks up from the device in her hands, meeting Nia’s eyes.

“What’d I tell you, Nia Nal? Lena has always been extraordinary,” Brainy states, pressing for the ground floor.

“T-thank you,” she says, voice shaky and shy, but who can blame her? She isn’t used to this kind of appreciation. She still can’t believe they’ve accepted her like this, even though she very nearly ruined the whole mission by choosing Kara above everything else. 

It was a good thing Alex was there to call the shots.

Nia gives her a small smile before slowly closing her eyes and resting her head against Brainy’s shoulder.

They say their goodbye’s at the door and then Lena’s speeding her way to her apartment.

***

The device worked with Kara’s DNA before it got recalibrated, if, and that’s a big if, Lena thinks.

If she can extract Kara’s DNA, replace the core of the device, and input it in, then she can recreate the same tech she did earlier.

She already knows she’s not going to get any sleep tonight.

She pulls up in front of her building and heads straight for her penthouse.

Kara hasn’t been here for a year, what with their falling out and everything that’s happened with Lex. They didn’t even have a chance for one last movie night before Kara disappeared.

Her eyes start to sting with unshed tears at the thought, but knowing the work she has to do tonight, she quickly pushes it down.

Despite Kara not having visited her home recently, Lena knows there are many traces of her in this place. Namely, the lavender hairbrush living in her second bathroom drawer, the one she didn’t have the heart to throw away even during their fight.

She quickly makes for her bathroom, throws open the drawers, grabs the brush and puts it in a clean zip-lock, one she pulled from the kitchen.

She didn’t even bother changing clothes.

She was too busy outlining tonight’s lab work in her head to bother with something as trivial as changing clothes.

There are more important things to do, like busting inside the LuthorCorp tower, and down to what used to be her private lab. Lex hasn’t changed security. This, she knows. Therefore, she also knows that Mr. Johnson still works the night shifts and if she plays her cards right, she can sway him to open the door for her and keep it discreet.

Of course, you must be wondering why doesn’t she just use her private lab at home, instead? The reason being, her private lab is strictly an engineering and physics lab. What she needs right now, is enzymatic reagents and buffers; a gel electrophoresis machine and a PCR machine.

All of which can be found in LuthorCorp’s cutting-edge Biochemistry laboratory.

***

Turns out, she was right.

Mr. Johnson still does the nightshift and he was only a tad bit surprised to see her there. Already used to Lena staying holed up all night long, in her lab in the past.

He tells her he’s on her side despite the bad news about the Luthor Children’s Hospital, tells her that most of them here dearly misses Miss Luthor and hopes that Lex as CEO is only a temporary thing. He also tells her thank you again for the thousandth time for Lena saving his daughter’s life. Lena smiles warmly and asks if he can keep this visit under wraps if he doesn’t mind, to which he immediately agrees. Lena fights the urge to let out another sigh of relief.

See, Lex? It pays to treat people kindly.

It’s 11 pm when Lena reaches the labs. It was already dark, save for the lights of the big freezers. She knows there’ll be footage of her little excursion here but that’s an easy enough problem to solve when you have a Twelfth-Level intellect as back-up.

When she said she isn’t going to sleep tonight, she really genuinely means she isn’t going to sleep tonight.

See, it’s already 11 and she needs at least an hour to sterilize all equipment, another hour to sift through the clump of hair in the brush and look for an intact hair shaft. Then, she estimates 2 hours for extracting the DNA from the hair shaft using enzymes and she knows all too well how long a time it takes for a pipette to find the right fit during electrophoresis, not to mention the PCR machine can take 2-4 hours.

And even then, Lena still has to test the device, link it to her transmatter portal in order to open a portal once she gets Kara’s coordinates and after all that she isn’t really sure if this is going to be effective.

She has half a mind to call Brainy here and run her through all the probabilities.

But she knows this is something she needs to do alone.

***

It’s been so long since she’s had to do anything with physiology that she has to spend at least 30 minutes reading up the lab manual.

Extracting cattle DNA like she did back in college was an easy enough task with someone with the brains as hers, but a Kryptonian’s?

Lena had to do some extra calculations on what temperature to set and how much solution to use to get through Kara’s hair of steel.

In the end, she figured it out and soon enough the hum of the PCR machine becomes her only companion. It took a while to denature Kara’s DNA, she had to double the amount of Taq polymerase before actually getting it to the PCR machine.

It’s 4 am now, and she only has two hours before the LuthorCorp employees show up; two hours before her brother pulls up.

Thank God, for state of the art PCR machines that get things done in under an hour.

***

She’s been actively avoiding thinking of Kara throughout all of this.

But now, she’s home and in her private lab with Kara’s DNA strands in vials inside the LuthorCorp sterile container.

If she pulls this off, if this works, Kara would be home.

She won’t have to talk to holograms anymore, she won’t have to dream about bloody capes, she won’t have to feel incomplete anymore. Kara would be home. She can bring Kara home.

With a newfound determination, she sets on recalibrating the device. She takes out a vial of Kara’s DNA; gloved hands carefully inserting it unto the core of the device.

Now, onto the second part; linking her transmatter portal to open up at the exact coordinates the tracker points.

The whole process took her at least two hours. By the time she trudges to her bedroom to test the device, the sun was already peeking up from the horizon.

She opts to do it in her bedroom, granted that her physics lab was nothing more but the size of two small rooms mashed together. Her bedroom was more spacious and in the event that Kara needs to lie down, her bed would only be three steps away.

The device feels heavy in Lena’s hand, it actually feels alive. Lena supposes, it is. 

It does have Kara’s DNA in it after all.

She feels like this is one of those moments where it will be ingrained in your brain for forever. That small in-between in the middle of the Before and After. The realization of how important this moment is clears up her mind.

So, with sweaty hands she raises the device, clicks something on her wristwatch, watches as the tube fills with a blue hue getting brighter and brighter, till a streak of blue-white light beams out from the device and from a single point starts to form the beginnings of a portal.

Lena’s seen one too many portal openings for a lifetime to know in the next instant that this is it, it works.

She fucking did it.

***

A gust of ice cold air is the first thing that hits Lena once the portal fully opens.

The next was the sight of Supergirl. Kara. She was slumped against a boulder; cape tattered, hair dirty and face begrimed. She looked tired, exhausted, and in those first few seconds, Kara had her eyes closed.

Before it hits Lena all at once, Kara’s right there! She’s right there! She found Kara! Kara is right there, just three steps away—

“KARA!” She shouts, runs to the portal and into the Phantom Zone.

Kara jerks at the call of her name, squints her eyes at the bright blue portal before she realizes a figure is barreling straight for her, screaming her name.

A figure she knows all too well, a voice she knows all too well.

Before she knows it Lena’s crashing unto her place on the ground, two arms wrapping at Kara’s neck, sobbing, “It worked! Oh, God, it worked, I found you! I found you, I found you-”

All Kara could do was mutter a Lena in response, still suspended in disbelief.

Lena pulls back to touch her face and Kara finally takes a good look at her. Lena knows her hair was a far cry from her prim ponytails, she’s been tugging at it since midnight, her face was blotchy with tears and her eyes must’ve screamed exhaustion. But she couldn’t care less about her appearance, because Kara was here, she found Kara.

Kara was here and she’s crying too, also bringing a hand to Lena’s face and wiping at her tears.

They were crying and smiling and sobbing in each other’s arms.

“You found me.”

Lena leans in to Kara’s touch, both hands cradling Kara’s hand on her cheek, smiles in between sniffles and nods.

“I did, Kara I did. I found you. I'll always find you.”

“Take me home, Lena.”

***

Alex picks up on the third ring.

“Lena?” she answers, voice still groggy with sleep.

“I found her, Alex, I found her, she’s home.”

“What? Who? Lena what-”

“Kara. Kara’s home, Alex.”

The next thing Lena hears were sobs. She passes the phone to Kara, who was still in her filthy supersuit, sitting on the edge of Lena’s queen bed probably making it dirty beyond saving but Lena cannot find in her to care.

“Hi, Alex.”

She exits the room to give the Danvers sisters some privacy and also to prepare Kara a shower, grabs a couple of Kara’s clothes from when they still had sleepovers and left it in the bathroom counter.

By the time she comes back again, Kara’s put the phone down, still sitting on the bed and fiddling with her thumbs. Kara looked small like this and there’s nothing more Lena wants to do than to embrace her.

So, she does.

“Hi,” Kara says, as she holds Lena close, Lena straddling her lap, foreheads pressed together.

“Hi back,” she whispers, smile in her voice, Kara’s blue eyes were filled with exhaustion but still beaming bright just for her. “Would you like to take a shower? I’ve prepared the bath for you.”

Kara nods, refusing to pull away, “Okay, okay, great,” she mutters even though the both of them make no move to pull away from each other, choosing to remain in this quiet existence of overwhelming love for each other’s presence, instead.

There’s still so much to say and so much to do, but all of that can wait, everything can wait, there’s no rush.

Her hero is finally home after all.

***

When she opens the door, Alex crashes into her with an embrace so tight, Lena had trouble breathing. Kelly closes the door for them, they drove here still in pajamas Lena notices, as Kelly gives her a smile from over Alex’s shoulder.

“Where is she?” Alex gasps out, tears springing from her eyes at the sight of Kara’s supersuit on the floor, right next to her grimy red boots. Concrete proof that her sister really is home, that Lena really did the impossible.

“In the shower,” Lena murmurs, giving Kelly a cup of tea as Alex paces in anticipation, Lena was half-afraid she’d wear a hole in her hardwood floors.

“H-how?” Alex asks, too emotional to let out a full sentence.

“Well,” Lena begins, and takes them through the entire process of what she had done the night before, how she didn’t sleep, how she kind of needs Brainy to scrub clean the LuthorCorp surveillance system, how she replicated Kara’s DNA as substitute for the life force in that crystal, how the portal had opened in her bedroom.

Alex took all of this in with quiet tears streaming down her face and Kelly’s hand tight in hers.

“Thank you, Lena. Thank you.”

***

The sight of the Danvers sisters reuniting was something that would make even a grown man weep.

Alex collides into Kara, before she even gets the chance to say her name.

“Rao, Alex, I missed you.”

Alex couldn’t respond to hearing her sister’s voice again for the first time, so she just sobs into the embrace.

Lena has to wipe away a stray tear or two before turning around, feeling like this moment was something too precious to intrude on.

This moment belonged to Kara and Alex, not her.

Kelly did the same and asked Lena if it would be okay to use her kitchen, she wanted to fix Kara her first breakfast.

***

“Are you sure you’d rather stay the night here?” Lena murmurs unto the crown of Kara’s head.

They were both laid in Lena’s bed, she doesn’t why she asked, when the both of them are already in pajamas and are two seconds away from slumber still Lena can’t help but ask.

Surely, Kara would want to spend her first night back in her own bed rather than here, right?

“M’sure, I’m right where I want to be,” Kara says around a yawn, pressing close to Lena, and nuzzling into her neck. She was clearly wearied, which was totally understandable, hell the both of them were. Lena’s been up for 24 hours. She’s amazed her body hasn’t knocked her out yet.

After that emotional morning, Alex insisted Kara be checked in The Tower. And so they did, everything was fine with her vitals, though they all still insisted she stay a couple of hours under the sunlamps. All of them knows, there was no sunlight in the Phantom Zone.

Nia, Brainy and M’gann all had teary reunions with Kara. Although, Nia’s was the most amusing one, “I’m sorry, in advance,” she said between sniffles, “But I just couldn’t think of anything and- and- Andrea was grilling me so I just said you were with Cat,” she sobbed.

“It’s okay, Nia,” Kara laughs, “We’ll work on it together,” she promises.

Seeing Kara back with everyone, seeing her in her pastel clothes, seeing her without her glasses; laughing and soft and safe has Lena crying quietly again at the memory.

“Hey? Why are you crying? This is a happy day, remember? I’m home. You brought me home. No more crying, okay?” Kara tells her from her place in the bed.

“I know.” Lena quickly wipes a tear, “I’m sorry, I’m just happy. So, so happy.”

She is. She really, really is. Especially right now, finally laying in bed with Kara after a long two weeks of lonely nights.

Kara requested to be held tonight, asking Lena shyly, “C-can you hold me? For tonight? Please?”

Lena was powerless and now here they were.

“For the record,” Lena says, “I’m right where I want to be, too.”

[jenojaemssss]

dazed and confused

pairing: jeong jaehyun x gn!reader

genre/categories: angst, college!au, frat boy!jaehyun, a bit of fluff

word count: 3.6k (this was literally supposed to be a drabble wtf)

warnings: mentions of sex, allusions of sex yk the vibes, oh and a lot of cursing 'cause i lack the ability to keep language below 14+

synopsis: jaehyun isn’t scared of heights. he isn’t afraid of roller coasters that dropped at those terrifying heights. but he is, in fact, so utterly terrified of falling.

a/n: y’all this was supposed to be a drabble…but i wrote too much and now it’s a fic and idk how i feel abt it LOL anyways, it has not been (and will probably never be) proofread so please excuse any grammatical and spacing errors! i will now go cry with my 3 assignments due in like an hour.

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faded. drunk. confused. mentally unstable. all these words, along with maybe 30 more could be used to describe your current state as you sludge your way into a familiar bedroom at the nu chi theta house after puking up probably a lifetime’s worth of alcohol.

the god awful ringing in your ears and the throbbing of your head makes the room spin, but you’re awake enough to recognize that the room was currently occupied. before you can mumble out a string of curse words and a sorry, you particularly notice exactly who was inside the room.

you’re caught off guard by a, now pissed looking, jaehyun along with someone who you don’t immediately recognize. you realize then who’s room you just entered and mentally smack yourself, reminding yourself to rid of the habit.

the other person is hiding underneath a blanket as jaehyun does his best to cover their figure, protecting their privacy to shoot daggers at whoever was interrupting his ordeal.

it takes you a couple seconds to fully register what was happening in front of you and you scoff.

so that’s how it is.

jaehyun, on the other hand, has his eyes widened. so wide that you think there are more whites visible than the typical brown orbs. he’s gaping now, mouth open and trying to think of excuses as to why he was in bed with someone else after dumping you only 2 days ago.

in his defense, there’s no need for an excuse. the two of you were already over, and he could fuck whoever he wanted to fuck. you could be doing the same.

but you aren’t.

instead, all of yesterday and the day before, you hunkered in your bedroom, cuddled in a blanket with tissues sprawled all over your bed and the floor. you went to your classes, hoodie pulled up way over your head to shield your puffy face and baggy eyes, came home, drowned yourself in ice cream, and cried.

yet he’s here, hooking up with people after leaving you heartbroken. you should’ve listened to jungwoo when he warned you about his flatmate; about his tendencies to sleep around and leave his relationships in the dirt.

when you and jaehyun first began flirtatious interactions with one another, it wasn’t in your intention to start anything serious with the dimple-faced boy. yet one encounter followed another and you never realized how hard you were falling until you were up at 3 am smiling at messages he’d sent you the previous day.

when he asked you to be his girlfriend after about 2 months of successful dates, you were ecstatic. your mind raced back to jungwoo, correcting him telepathically. he was so wrong about jaehyun. he was the sweetest person you’d ever been with, and was so patient with you.

It even made jungwoo take back his words after you announced the relationship to your best friend.

he said jaehyun had changed since he’s been with you.

that change lasted about 4 months afterwards.

4 months of pure bliss; cute dates like picnics at 11 pm after going on drives, watching the sunset from the roof of a nearby apartment building, jumping fences into the expanses of lakes after hours.

4 months of being pressed into a mattress with jaehyun gazing down so lovingly at your writhing body. him pressing into you as your mewls surround the small bedroom. him holding you as both of you come down from your high.

4 months of falling in love with jaehyun.

all to waste after he texted you during class, saying that he needed to talk to you. at least he had the decency to not dump you over text.

jaehyun said something along the lines of “it’s not you, it’s me,” and mentioned that he “doesn’t like being tied down.” you remember nodding, emotions not surfacing until he stands up and leaves you at the coffee shop just around the corner of your dorm building.

your coffee shop. the one you two went to whenever you wanted to find the other. it was like your secret hideout, because no one from your campus knew of this place, even though it was so close to home.

you thought things were going so well, the two of you even making plans to meet each other’s parents over the coming break. but with only a few words from one side, and wordless nods coming another, everything faded to dust.

so as you stare at the man who shattered your heart with someone else underneath him, you plaster a polite smile before flipping him off and exiting the room. his shouts follow you, and you inwardly scream at him to shut up. he has no right to sound so broken at the moment.

you pass by jungwoo on your way out and he immediately notices your tense figure, trailing his eyes towards the direction you were coming from. his jaw clenches when he realizes, wanting to barge into the room and beat the living shit out of his flatmate, but instead follows you out the house.

the blaring music coming from the beaten house becomes muffled by the time you step foot outside the door, tears threatening, but not yet falling from your bloodshot eyes.

jaehyun isn’t slow to catch up with you, but is stopped by a raging jungwoo before exiting the house. jungwoo warns jaehyun to leave you alone, but jaehyun is persistent, pushing past his friend to grasp your shoulder before you could storm away from his reach.

his previous rendezvous has been completely forgotten, and all jaehyun could focus on was you. he notices how you reeked of alcohol, a hint of marijuana radiating from you as well. what he notices the most, though, was that you had a hint of his favorite perfume lingering on your skin.

before you have the chance to turn around, jaehyun is ripped from you, a loud smack following almost immediately after. jaehyun stands, one hand holding onto his pounding cheek while the other grip’s jungwoo’s shirt.

your best friend has both his hands tightly fisting jaehyun’s shirt, staring bullets into the boy’s face.

“you have no right to barge out here and chase us down after you let y/n go,” jungwoo growls. he sees red, heart hurting for his best friend. he cares about you so much. the two of you always fitting into one mold, completing each other, and every time either one of you had their hearts broken, the other would be there to fix and mend everything.

yet, he’d never seen someone hurt you as much as jaehyun did. however much you hurt, it hurt him equivalently. he knew this one was different, because the pain you felt was so much more intense than any you’d experienced before.

what pushed jungwoo even further off the ledge for him to act like this though, was that if he were to be in the same position as you, you would be doing the same thing. you’d also be doing your best to keep him from hurting himself over and over by someone who only meant trouble.

“woo, that’s enough,” you mutter out before coming to push the two boys away from each other.

“y/n, let me explain,” jaehyun grabs your arm as he says this, eyes searching yours for some form of reaction. your previously watery eyes are dry now, and the emotion that was threatening to overcome you minutes prior have all disappeared. you shrug off his hand.

“there’s nothing left for you to explain.”

it killed you, but you had to muster the strength to spit those words at the man you were falling in love with. you knew that it would have been worse if you were to hear him out.

“y/n please just-”

“that’s enough,” you whip your head in his direction, warning him with your eyes.

“but y/n-”

“i said enough!” you’re yelling now, slightly pushing the boy back. he stumbles over himself, and jungwoo takes this opportunity to grab your shoulders and tuck you safely behind his back. you had tears running from your eyes, frustrated at the tugging of your heartstrings because you’re supposed to hate him. you were supposed to be elated that you were in this situation, him begging for your time.

yet it hurt seeing him so broken in front of you, begging for another chance. it hurt so damn much, and you’re so angry at yourself for being such a pushover.

jaehyun straightens himself, looking in your direction but not quite at you because you're hiding your face behind your best friend’s denim jacket covered back.

“y/n, i just want to apologize.”

“there’s nothing to apologize for.”

“there-”

“no, jaehyun, there isn’t,” you use this as a stepping stone to emerge from behind jungwoo, who’s calmed down a bit since connecting his fist with jaehyun’s sharp features.

“don’t talk. let me finish,” you raise a hand before he could get another word out of his mouth. he shrinks a bit, but his eyes focus on your figure slowly approaching him, letting you know he’s listening.

“there’s no need for you to apologize for whatever you were doing because we aren’t together anymore and you can sleep with whoever you want. i don’t care, it’s none of my business. you don’t have to apologize for me walking in on you, because again, none of my business anymore.” you take in a deep breath before you continue.

“if you were going to apologize for breaking up with me, there’s no need. what’s done is done,” you whisper. you feel a huge lump form in your throat. you do your best to swallow it, along with your pride, and smile up at him.

you can’t really read him, but you can tell he’s in thought. you continue.

“if you were to apologize,” you began, sniffing up the snot that’s beginning to trickle down your nose. you probably look like a mess, but you could care less. you needed to get all of this off your chest. you wouldn’t have any other opportunities, so might as well do it now.

fuck the fake smile. fuck faking it til you make it. this is so much better.

“you should be apologizing for making me believe you were sincere with me,” you continue. jaehyun’s eyes go wide, and you notice the slight, subconscious, shake of his head. you proceed.

“i shouldn’t have believed it when you said i was different. fool me once, shame on me. but you continued to make me believe that i was different.” jaehyun opens his mouth, but you give him a look that shuts him up completely. he needs to fix that habit of always wanting to interrupt.

your ramble continues. “you should be apologizing for lying to me when you said you wanted to meet my parents. we set up the date and everything, and they were actually looking forward to meeting you, but now i have to tell them you aren’t coming,” you speak as calmly as you can. anything related to your parents always makes you ten times more emotional in every situation, and this was taking somewhat of a toll on you.

“you should be apologizing for making me feel special all the damn time. you made me believe i was the only one for you and that you were the only one for me. you made me feel so fucking foolish after you left, you know that? i thought we were doing so well, and you just left me in the dust after being so fucking vague. what do you mean ‘it’s not me, it’s you?’ it makes absolutely no fucking sense,” you’re almost hysterical now as you let everything fall down your face. you’re still eye to eye with jaehyun, and he looks taken aback by your declarations that he’s rendered speechless.

your next few words are what makes jaehyun’s world come crashing down.

“you should be apologizing for making me believe you were falling in love with me too,” you whimper. you’re full on sobbing now, and jungwoo assists you from falling to your knees.

it takes jaehyun a couple moments to register what was happening, a couple moments to fully comprehend what you were saying; what you meant.

you were so broken because you were beginning to love him. and he let you go.

“i’m..i’m-”

“leave, jae. do it when i’m asking nicely,” jungwoo’s low voice echos from your spot on the ground. your shoulder shake with every sob you’re letting escape you.

“jungwoo, let me fucking talk, okay? stop interrupting me every damn time while i’m trying to figure things out with y/n. this was our relationship, not yours!” he’s yelling now, and jungwoo shrinks. he knows he’s stepping over the line, but some things reach a limit, and jaehyun is reaching his.

“yes, i know y/n told you things, but did you know that i used to wait after classes when the weather turned bad just to make sure y/n wouldn’t be walking home in the rain? always forgot an umbrella when it counts,” he chuckles the last line, eyes teary.

“did y/n tell you that every single time my phone rang, i was internally wishing that the name popping up on the screen would be ‘lovely’ and no one else’s? i always wait for your calls, you know,” he directs it to you this time. “they always made my day.”

you raise your head when you realize he was walking to you. when you see his tortured expression while reminiscing his feelings for you, you suddenly had the urge to run up to him and wipe away the tears falling from his handsome face. you hated that that was your first thought, though.

“did y/n tell you i was falling too?”

you tense at his words, and jungwoo scoffs.

“if you were falling, why did you break things off?” the words leave your mouth before you had the chance to stop them. your mind was running a mile a minute because in what world did it make sense for jaehyun to dump you when he claims to be falling in love with you.

“i was scared,” he finally mutters after a couple seconds of painful silence.

“what is there to be scared of, jaehyun?” you’re standing now, jungwoo completely baffled at the interaction taking place in front of his eyes. he realizes then, that maybe jaehyun was telling the truth.

jaehyun was scared of falling.

jungwoo recalls all the times jaehyun has been in an actual relationship, but can only remember one other time that he actually introduced someone to the boys as his. all the others were just casual flings, where they'd be slipping out the door before anyone could acknowledge their existence.

when he broke things off with that past relationship, his actions were similar to the ones he’s portrayed the past few days. silence in his room instead of the typical blaring music from his sound system. a shocking decrease in teasing his housemates. jungwoo even noticed that he didn’t see the dimples on jaehyun’s face as frequently.

the one other person ended the same way, jaehyun breaking it off about 4 months into the relationship, saying he didn’t like being tied down.

he didn't like being tied down? he doesn’t like...shit, what a fucking dumbass. he’s scared of being in love, jungwoo realized.

“that’s what you meant,” jungwoo states his epiphany out loud and he stands up. he brushes off any dirt from his pants and begins to walk towards the house, knowing that whatever happens on the front lawn would heal more than harm.

you look at your best friend in confusion, but he plasters a grin on his face and looks in your direction before turning to jaehyun. “you need to stop being such a wuss.” and he’s back inside the house.

“it seems like everyone’s mission is to cut me off today, and it’s getting a little aggravating,” he tries to joke and you just stare at him in silence. he takes it as an, “i don’t care, just talk,” and begins his tangent.

“i broke things off with you because i was scared,” he begins. you follow his words with a nod, emphasizing that you’re listening to the man standing across you.

“i’ve never been in love before, and i didn’t realize how-how utterly terrifying it felt. i was close one time, but i broke things off before anything else could develop because i didn’t think i was ready for it. i felt like i was incapable of love for a while because of my stupid frat boy image, you know?” you nod in response to his rhetorical question and he begins moving towards the small bench sat on the lawn. you follow suit and sit yourself down a good distance away from him.

he talks again, this time sounding more regretful than anything. “i sometimes tell myself how idiotic i am because i let them go before. if i just had the balls to accept the fact that maybe i was falling in love, i wouldn’t have to see them roam around campus a couple months after with someone else.”

you remember briefly jaehyun’s previous relationship. it was the talk amongst your campus because the jeong jaehyun was in an actually relationship with someone. and people were making bets on how long they thought it’d last. same as they’ve been doing for your relationship with him.

“it all kind of got to me without much of a warning because like, shit, falling in love with someone meant checking your phone every 3 minutes cause you’re scared you missed their call, or calling them if they took too long to assure you they’re home safe, that kind of thing,” he smiles. “no one teaches you that.”

you chuckle dryly because he hit the nail on the coffin. no one tells you the details about being in love, only mentioning the feelings and not the irrational things you’d do for them.

jaehyun continues after he assures himself that you’re listening to his words and internally heave a relieved sigh. he was scared you were going to have things come in one ear and out the other.

“at the same time, if i kept them in my life, i wouldn’t have met you. we wouldn’t have developed a relationship, and i wouldn’t have began to fall in you,” he scoots a bit closer to you, and you let him.

“and you wouldn’t have broken my heart like this,” you retaliate and he physically winces.

“ouch. you’re not wrong though,” he smiles, dimples reappearing on his face.

“get to the point, jaehyun. it’s cold as fuck and i don’t have a jacket,” you complain when he’s silent for a little too long. you’re holding your arms now, hit by the frosty air. when he’s silent for another moment, you look up from your feet, ready to complain again. but instead, you’re met with a hoodie being pulled over your head and you’re stunned.

“when i said i was cold, i didn’t mean for you to give me your hoodie.”

“well, too bad,” he smiles widely. the hoodie smells like him, and you take in his scent. the sweater was a bit larger on you, so you begin to roll the sleeves up, pulling your arms out of the sweater paws.

“as i was saying, i realized i was falling in love with you and i was just- i don’t know, i was scared. i think i’ve said the word scared like 10 times today, but what other word is there?” he chuckles. you do the same.

“so i did what any other sane person would do and dipped. i ran away from my feelings because in my brain, it was the best thing to do. and i hurt you in the process because i was being a selfish asshole, and i’m sorry,” he finishes, you assume. as you’re thinking about how to respond, he catches you off guard with something you never thought would leave jaehyun’s mouth.

“oh, and i love you. i’m sure of it,” he declares.

and you’re crying again. as intoxicated as you were just 30 minutes ago, you swear that in that moment, you weren’t drunk on the drinks or faded from the j’s, but you were intoxicated by jaehyun.

the way he’s looking at you, the way he’s smiling at you.

he stretches out a hand in your direction, asking for your permission to take your own and grab his hand in response. his hand engulfs yours like a hug, and he intertwines his fingers with your cold ones.

“so does this mean you love me back?” he questions.

you nod, because you can’t think of anything else to say. you’re so utterly in love with him that you’re rendered speechless, you fool.

“and does this mean we can start over?” he asks, hoping for another nod.

instead, you speak. “why were you fucking someone else when i got here if you’re in love with me?”

jaehyun is now the one rendered speechless and gulps before answering. “have you ever heard of heartbreak sex?”

“isn’t that supposed to be with the one who broke your heart?”

“yeah, but if we had sex, i would only fall in love with you more.”

“and you don’t want that?”

“i do now,” he smiles.

you roll your eyes and say nothing.

“i’m sorry i hurt you.”

“you better be.”

“i promise i won’t do it again.”

“next time you do, i’m chopping off your dick in your sleep so you won’t be able to go have heartbreak sex with someone else.”

[another-fantasy-world]

hi could you please make another alice cullen x fem!reader?? i really really love your last one you made, it was so beautiful <3

||AN|| Thank youuu! I'm happy you enjoyed my last one, also, thank you for requesting!

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Pairing: Alice Cullen x Fem! Reader

Summary: Alice with a human girlfriend who’s more vampire-like than her.

Warnings: None? Fluff. Happy Couple.

Word Count: 2,084 words

GIF isn’t mine

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You were always the night owl, lived off coffee and good books and you only wear dark colors. Your routine includes waking up at 10 pm, Cooking and eating your dinner at approximately 11:30 pm, Studying until 6 am, Taking a shower, Make your coffee, and be at school at 7:00 am where you meet up with you too-bright-and-jolly girlfriend, Alice Cullen. After school you then either head home to your own house, or to the Cullens household, either way you crash into anything soft and just ultimately pass out, and your cycle repeats. Sometimes your girlfriend would join you in studying even if she didn’t need it, Sometimes you’d do other things with your girlfriend, some of the things you do aren’t appropriate for a house full of vampires with super hearing, and not to mention her nosy brother who had the ability to read minds. 

“Get out of the way before I pummel you to the ground asshole.” You grumbled to the guy who’s blocking your way and was staring at your girlfriend like she’s a piece of meat. You hated that but you couldn’t do anything. One, pretty sure it’s illegal to kill someone even if you’re thinking about all the ways you could and Two, you miss you girlfriend’s cold hand holding yours.

You see him shiver before grabbing his things and scrambling away, his goons hot on his tail. 

“You have the most creative mind I have ever come across. Really? Using his blood as paint after you use gamma rays to blow up his uhm. Yeah. Where would you even get gamma rays?” Edward scrunches his face as they all approach you.

“Pretty sure Carlisle would hook me up with some.” You smirked then kissed your girlfriend’s forehead, You held her hand in yours as she giggled, getting out of her trance like state.

“Carlisle denied.” She kissed your cheek before dragging you inside the school, where they all separated like the goddamn sea in that one bible story.

Safe to say, you were pretty feared in the whole town. Socially isolated, always has a cup of coffee in hand, dark marks under your eyes, a blank looks often settles on your face,always had earphones in, glared at people who made your family uncomfortable, scared people without trying and a student could’ve sworn he saw you drink someones blood which he says was inside your coffee cup. It was beetroot juice since you ran out of coffee but needed something hot to drink, so you made beetroot juice, with lots and lots of sugar. You were dubbed as a vampire or a witch, which was hilarious considering your girlfriend is a vampire. A bright, happy, sparkling vampire who doesn’t sleep in coffins whatsoever. 

“Have a good day baby, see you at lunch.” Alice kissed your cheek before bouncing in her classroom followed by Emmett who winked at you and Rosalie who raised her brows at you and told you to behave.

“I always behave!” You argued with a small pout on your lips, barely noticeable but Rosalie just smirks before walking gracefully into the room, sitting in between Emmett and Alice who just shooed you away. 

“It’s never a good day.” you whispered while walking away, fully knowing that they could hear you.

Lunch came so slow that by the time you sat at your usual spot, you already had thoughts on murdering your history teacher who ‘unintentionally’ spat at your face and drizzled her spit on your face like a waterfall.

“It’s only been half a day Y/LN, You’ll get through it.” Rosalie slides her tray of food over to you while petting your head.

“i don’t understand why you choose to go through this over and over again.” You groaned, laying your head on Alice’s shoulder. They just laughed and proceeded to talk about things that you don’t even bother to listen to.

“You’re coming over today right?” Alice asked you with that bell like voice that you so loved

“Hmm? Oh yeah, Cuddles?” You whispered to her, internally groaning at how soft you’ve become for your girlfriend. 

“Yes please. You’re warm.”

“And you are freezing cold.” You retorted, stealing some of her fries

“It comes with the package. Now come on, I’ll walk you to your room.” She pats you head while moving away, packing her things. Which low-key made you whine.

“But I always escort you to your room.” You complained

“That’s true, but I figured you wouldn’t be opposed to change.” She smiled, offering her hand which you took.

“Edward?” 

“Nope. Not telling you. I am not going on another shopping spree with that little devil of yours.” He sped walked away, dragging Bella with him

“I think you traumatized him real bad, Ali.” You chuckled

“Good.” She exclaimed

12 midnight, and you just woke up to Alice holding you while reading a book, She smiles at you before tapping her lips, asking for a kiss. You shook your head no, trying to get out of her arms to brush your teeth.

“Nope, kisses first before brushing.” She grips you tighter

“Eww. Morning breath. Alice please!” She just grins before showering your face with kisses.

“There. You can go now, Esme just finished your dinner.” She beamed at you, pushing you into the large bathroom that she has before sitting on the sink.

“Uhm...” You stare at her, confused

“What?” 

The both of you took an hour long shower, you didn’t even need to shower, Alice just persuaded you into doing so. Earning you different looks from different vampires the moment you walked down the stairs.

A suggestive smirk from Rosalie and a laughing Emmett A smirking Jasper A confused Bella with a disgusted looking Edward A smiling Esme holding a bowl of food  And lastly, A laughing Carlisle.

“Oh my God.” You groaned, walking to the dining room, thanking Esme for the food. 

“Really Y/N?” complained Edward who’s cuddling a still confused Bella

“What? Just because you decide to wait until marriage does not mean I have to.” You smirked, winking at Edward who would be blushing if he was human.

“Don’t talk while your mouth is full.” Scolded Esme who’s also trying to keep her laugh in

“Yes Mom. Anyways, Bella I love you, but you look like you’re about to shut down and ready to be pawned like an old computer.” You told her, biting into a chicken leg

“i’ll take her home.” Edward says, grabbing his keys and waits for Bella.

“Why is she here anyways” Grumbled Rosalie, who everyone ignored while you just tapped her head

“Let’s play chess when you get back!” You shouted after him

You finish your food quickly and washed your plates, much to the distaste of Esme, leading your giggling short girlfriend to the couch beside Jasper.

“Jasper~ Wanna watch documentaries of wars and judge everything they did wrong?” You ask Jasper who’s nodding at your request. Alice plopping herself on your lap as she stares at you laughing and smiling with her family.

She’s really happy to have found you the way she did, She reminisced the time when the two of you first met. You were browsing racks and racks of clothes, taking black colored blouses, shirts and button-ups that are your size before walking into a dressing room. While you were in the room, she started to have a vision about the two of you together, having dates and you carrying her shopping bags in this same store, making her all giddy. She was with Rosalie at that time, who just stared at her with a look of slight confusion as she basically bounced to you. You at first was taken aback that someone was actually talking to you, and it was a cute girl at that. Alice greeted you with a smile and a hello before handing you a green blazer and tie, telling you emerald green compliments your eyes and outfit before paying for what you were buying, writing her name and number on the receipt, leaving you dumbfounded at the store

At first she thought that the both of you wouldn’t work out, especially because of all the chaos that recently happened to her family and leaving forks. But you made the effort of always texting her little notes and telling her how your day was, even if she didn’t reply, slowly she felt herself fall more in love with you, letting herself reply and indulge in the visions that she had that involved you. Once she told her family about you, they were a bit skeptical, especially since Carlisle tended to your knuckle wounds one too many times. But upon seeing the love sick look on both your eyes and the loud complaining of Edward at how sickeningly cute your thoughts were of each other, they eventually accepted you as one of their own despite being human. 

And now she stares in awe as you spent about 2 hours criticizing documentaries with Jasper before Edward comes home, and when he did, you played a couple rounds of chess (You always lost, which made Edward laugh every time.) before she decided that she’s bored with you losing to her brother every round and just decided to pick you up and dash to her room. 

“What was that for love?” You ask her when she settled herself in your arms

“I just. I was bored and I realized that it’s been too long since we cuddled.”

“It’s literally been 4 hours since I woke up bumblebee.” You ran your hand through her hair

“I missed you. 4 hours is too long.”

“Awe. I missed you too. Want to pick up where we left off on How to Kill a Mockingbird?” You ask her

“Yes please, I love hearing your voice.” She puts her face on the crook of your neck as you read to her, one of your hand intertwined with hers.

Even though she can’t fall asleep anymore, she loves the way your voice sounds, it calms her down and she could easily compare the “peace” she feels right now to the “peace” she could remember feeling when she was asleep. She really did love you and she doesn’t hesitate to let you know. In multiple various ways. 

Like now, she cut off your reading when her soft lips touched yours. You immediately let go of the book to hold her face lovingly as you put all your feelings into the kiss like you always do. You always felt like your words are never enough, so you always try to express your feeling through physical affection.

As if remembering you need your air, she slowly pulls away, her forehead touching yours as you catch your breath.

“I love you” she whispers, kissing your nose

“I love you too.” You smiled, pecking her lips

Your moment was then ruined when Emmett started banging his fists on the door, loudly exclaiming that you all have to get ready for school. You growled lowly, rolling your eyes.

“Alright! Geez.” You grumpily picked up the book that was tossed to the floor before walking to Alice’s closet where you also keep some of your clothes in...

Only to see that they weren’t there.

“Uhm Alice? Darling? Where are my clothes?” You ask her

She walks to where you are, peeking in slightly before pecking your lips.

“Oops. Accidentally sent all them to your house. Guess you have to wear my clothes then.” She smirked at you, pulling out a lemon yellow trench coat, a rosy pink turtleneck and hot pink pants with a blue belt.

“Baby, Alice. Love. Darling. Bumblebee. Please don’t do this to me.” You pleaded but she just shook her head, handing you the clothes before threatening you with no kisses and cuddles for a week if you refuse.

Your shoulders sag with defeat as you change into the clothes Alice gave you, pouting while walking down the stairs of the Cullen Household. Alice smiles brightly as she hooked her arm around yours. Chuckles and giggles erupted the moment they saw you which made you grumble and murmur underneath your breath as you sip your cup of coffee made by Esme.

“You-” 

“Not a word.” You growled out, blushing furiously as you laughing girlfriend holds your hand while walking through the halls of Forks High school. 

Your girlfriend can be annoying at times, add that to her chaotic family, but you would never trade it for anything. Ever.

[chaeiimimi]

2 AM (Suna Rintaro X Reader)

Warning: angst! Toxic relationship mentions of drinking

Part 2

Arguments were always inevitable in relationships, but too much of it is pretty unhealthy

And that is what exactly is going on between you and Suna, you've been in each other's throat for a couple of weeks now and it doesn't look like it's about to end soon

You don't even know how it started- well yes you do know, it all started when the outside hitter from the female national team, Mira wanted to practice with him, which resorted to him coming home late and tired for weeks and taking out his fatigue on you, now all you know is you wake up to an empty bed, eat breakfast alone, leave for university, go home, cook dinner for yourself because you know he will not be joining you since he comes home so late and if he does come home early you argue over random things that doesn't even make sense, that usually results to you sleeping with backs facing each other

But today you decided that you were going to fix your relationship, it was a friday and you only had one class in the morning, after class you went to the grocery store to get yourself some ingredients for dinner and you even brought a cake from his favorite bakery

You took your phone out and texted Suna a quick "hey, can you come home early today, I'm cooking steak" you even put a shiny heart emoji at the end

You ate your lunch first and watched a few series before getting started on dinner

You were feeling good, you had music on, hips swaying side to side as you hum to the song playing on your speaker

By 7 PM everything was ready, the table was set in a fancy way, the steak was cooked to perfection with some stir fried vegetables and mashed potatoes, wine on the side, the cake was on the fridge and you even had candles to help with the atmosphere

Suna usually went home by 8 during Saturdays and it was already 7:30, waiting for half an hour wasn't so bad so you took off your apron, had a quick shower and changed your clothes into something nice, you even put on a little bit of perfume and make up

The clock struck to 8:00 and you still haven't heard the opening of the front door, thinking that something must've came up you decided to wait it out a little longer

9:00 no Suna was heard, but you were persistent, you waited patiently until you just dozed off in the couch

You woke up feeling an ache in your neck maybe due to the uncomfortable position you had in your couch, you looked at the time and it was already 2AM

And still, no Suna

A sting hit your eyes and before you know it you were already crying

'dammit' you repeat over and over again while agressively wiping your tears

You made your way to the kitchen and heated the food up and plated your own food

You went to the table and ate in silence, 15 minutes into eating that you heard the familiar click of the doorbell, it revealed a dishivelled Suna

He was taken aback seeing you aggressively stabbing the meat

"hey" he greets

You just looked at him and nodded, not having the energy to even speak

He seats at the chair in front of you, he finds it actually surprising to see you up so late, were you waiting for him? He saw your text 11 hours late and wasn't able to tell you the team was going out for drinks

"Can you not sit there?" you said finally having enough of his staring

He looks at you with a "huh?"

"I'm trying to enjoy my steak, I can't enjoy it when you're sitting right there, your food is at the kitchen, you can heat it up and eat after I'm done" you said with the most monotone voice and emptiest eyes

He was petrified, you were not screaming at him, questioning him or even starting an argument with him, you were merely asking him a favor yet it was far worst

He cleared his throat and got up, went to the kitchen and heated his food, he was so darn hungry carrying Bokuto and Atsumu to their apartments was no easy task

By the time he finished heating his food up, you were already done with yours, you didn't bother to look at him when you made your way to the sink and wash your dishes

Only then was he able to see that you were wearing the dress you wore on your first date

Suna's stomach churn in guilt, he knew he was in the wrong here and he wanted to apologize but how could he when you won't even spare him a glance

He ate quickly hoping that he get the chance to talk to you before going to bed

You took off your make-up and had a warm half-bath, slipping on your silk pajamas and brushing your hair

By the time you were done with your skincare, Suna was also finished with his shower, he waited for you to finish scrolling up and down his phone

You approached the bed and he was expecting you to lay down but you didn't, instead you took a pillow and opened the cabinet and got yourself a blanket

Suna's eyes widen

"where are you going?" he asks trying to mask the panic in his voice

"I'm sleeping in the guest room"

"what? why?"

You scoffed at his ridiculous question

"I just don't want to sleep beside you tonight" you weren't planning on hiding your hatred towards him

"wait-c-can we t-talk it out?"

"I'm tired Suna lets talk about it in the morning before I leave"

"Leave?"

"I'm going home to Miyagi, I want to take a break"

"But you haven't talked to me about this!"

You scoffed again at the Audacity

"I'm tired Suna, I'm sick of this, I feel so alone and neglected, I feel like you aren't there anymore, I don't want to end this but I need some time and think" for the first time tonight your voice hinted emotions

Suna sat there, his knuckles clenched it was turning white

He knew fully well why you're like this and he hated it because he knew it was because of him

There was a long defeaning silence between the two of you

Before the twisting of the knob interrupted followed by "there's cake in the fridge by the way, my birthday cake"

So I'm planning on making a part 2 of this and I'm accepting requests now, you can send me one with an ask, I write just about anything except for SMUT

[genesisrose74]

Christmas with the Karasuno Boys (HC’s)!!

Part 1: Daichi, Suga, Asahi, Nishinoya, Tanaka, & Ennoshita

Part 2 (Kageyama, Hinata, Tsukishima, Yamaguchi, Kinoshita, & Narita) here!!

A/n: Tumblr said my word count was too much so I’m splitting this bad boi up into two parts :p Enjoy!!

*****

Daichi

A huge romantic during Christmas, 10/10 quality cliche times spent together

You wanna go ice skating? Hell yeah sweetheart, he will make it the most beautifully romantic thing you’ve ever seen

Like straight out of a holiday postcard type beat

Istg the rink he takes you to looks like a more heartwarming version of Rockefeller Center

He’s a big keeper of tradition when it comes to making plans, but doesn’t mind a bit of nonsense fun when everything falls into place

Which is why you love to bring the team along on adventures because they make everything all the more entertaining

At first he’s confused like ??? You don’t have to do that just if they’ve been pestering you about it

But then he realizes you care as much about them as he does (hint: a hell of a lot) and they’re thus invited along for some stuff

Of course y’all also get some quality time together on dates with just you both

Anyways you and Daichi have talked a lot about traveling and how he was really interested in seeing new places

So as his gift you got him a carved map with a roll of red string and thumbtacks, so that he could plan out all the places he wanted to visit

You know how when Kiyoko found the “Fly” banner for Karasuno and all the boys cried?

Yeah

Like that but with lots more hugging and laughing

“You know you’re gonna have to help with mapping this out, right?”

“Is that an invitation I hear?”

“Oh, that’s a promise”

FJSFJDSK ALEXA PLAY AMERICAN BOY BY ESTELLE—

Please I love him; he is so damn sly and sassy I will die with this headcanon

Sugawara

I swear on everything that Christmas with him is equivalent to a Hallmark movie

It smells like joy and warmth wherever he is, and this season only amplifies it

He is such a cheeseball without even having to try

But it’s in the really endearing and heart-melting way,,, just MMM PERFECT

He’ll take you on a walk through those neighborhoods with those crazy light decorations in the front yard and buy you hot chocolate

If he sees a group of little kids gaping at all the lights, he’ll leave them starry-eyed with stories of magic, reindeer, Santa and so-forth

“You know, I’ve heard that Rudolph’s nose is supposed to be brighter than the world’s most powerful Christmas light”

Good heavens, children absolutely adore this man

Anyways he’ll make it a little game as y’all walk around this beautifully lit neighborhood, both of you with a different assortment of bingo squares printed on paper

First one to bingo chooses a movie to watch after getting back to Suga’s house

Will wrap a big fluffy blanket around you both and pull you into his chest while watching the movie

For his gift, you got a star named after him

It’s because y’all alway go stargazing for dates every month, just to sit out, talk and cuddle

Suga gave you the SOFTEST look after opening your gift and this cute little card you made 🥺

“Lets go try to find my new favorite star”

PLEASE HE IS SO SWEET

“Right now? Koushi it’s 11:30 pm”

“Just for ten minutes, and then I’ll get you home”

So y’all spend the rest of Christmas Eve on his roof, sipping warm tea and attempting to locate Star Suga

Asahi

Cuddle bear alert ‼️‼️

It’s basically hibernation time for him, because he’s not the biggest fan of cold

That’s alright with you though 😌 more coziness for you

Lots of quality moments indoors means more creative dates

A whole day devoted to chill present wrapping? Hell fuckin’ yeah

Nice music, pretty wrapping paper, shiny bows, maybe a little Christmas rom-com playing in the back — the whole shebang

You find out pretty quickly that despite how it sounds, it’s actually quite a satisfying and enjoyable pastime

Practically had to drag him out of your living room to secretly wrap his own gift

As much as he’s the king of timidity and soft™, he can be very playfully stubborn when he’s comfortable, hence why he was such an ass to get out of the room

I have no doubt that Asahi would melt for the most adorable, cheesy shit

So you not only bought him some really reliable headbands for volleyball use, but you also made a little coupon booklet

He can basically cash in paper promises for certain things, like getting to choose the next date idea, picking a movie to watch without any objection, having you make his favorite food, etc.

There’s one that he can exchange for a full out spa day trip, because good heavens he’s a sucker for those

Massage and exfoliation and everything — it makes him feel ✨refreshed✨

He was ecstatic fam, I don’t even know what to say

Like a puppy who just got a bunch of toys and a new backyard to play

Mans cashes in one almost immediately, and at first you’re confused

Like it’s Christmas time bubs, what are we gonna be able to do when most places are closed and it’s the holidays?

Then you read the paper

“Free hug (can be used and renewed <3)”

GIVE HIM HIS DAMN HUGS RIGHT NOW

He uses that one a lot throughout the upcoming days, to the point where he just keeps the paper on him for fun

“You realize you can just ask me silly, you don’t need to keep carrying the coupon around”

“Yeah, but it’s entertaining”

Cute little cheeky bastard

Nishinoya

LOVES LOVES LOVES CHRISTMAS

You know the 12 Days of Christmas? The song??

He gets you a small present EVERY DAY for all 12 days

Not to mention he has a big present that he saves for the actual holiday

Y’all are the type of couple to get ice cream in the middle of winter

Nishi loves his cold snacks any time of year, and you’ve thus picked up a similar taste

He will consistently pester you about what kind of present you got him

Gets pouty when you don’t tell him, but in the back of his mind he’s glad because it would ruin the surprise

Anything you get him instantly becomes his most prized gift tho

It could be a literal rock with googly eyes and he’d put it in a protective glass case for preservation

But of course you get him something better than that because he only deserves the best

He’s got this specific assortment of products to maintain his spiky hair and to make sure it’s healthy, but they’re pretty expensive to buy when he runs out

When he tore open your present’s decorative wrapping to discover a huge basket of basically every hair product he ever needed, he got wide-eyed

There was also a booklet of little notes you’d kept throughout the month that listed all the little things you noticed and adored about your precious boyfriend

He nearly CRIED reading them

“Baby, you didn’t have to do all that for me”

“You act like you don’t deserve all of it and more, Nishi”

Refuses to leave your side after that

Holding your hand, hugging you as tight as he can, etc.

He is head over heels idc idc

Tanaka

Another man who is obsessed with the holiday season and everything that comes with it

He is the biggest sap for this shit istg

Will spend hours trying to get you the best present of all time

And he succeeds exceptionally

Mistletoe? He’s got an ABUNDANCE on hand at any time, just to make sure he can get fair share of his kissies 🥰

His signature beanie appears in full force during winter

Sometimes you’ll pull it over his eyes before giving him a peck on the cheek and dashing off in the school halls

“I’ll see you after school, babe!”

Speech = jumbled + incomprehensible

“Uh hUh, you do that~”

He’s: adorable

I just know that he melts for really sweet and thought-out gifts

Like anything you give him he’ll adore, don’t get me wrong, but the ones done with special care and love are just his kryptonite

He brought you into a massive bear hug and spun you around when he opened a photo book of old pictures taken together, complete with lots of cute messages and anecdotes written alongside them

You and Saeko may have also gone in on another present for him without his knowledge

And on Christmas Eve, you dragged a curious Tanaka into his front yard to the sight of a shiny motorbike

It was Saeko’s old one that she’d held onto for a while, and an old schoolmate offered to fix it up nice in time for the holiday at a discount, so y’all decided to divvy up the lowered price and got it done for Ryu

Sweet boy was taken aback, with his hands clapped over his mouth and everything

Saeko patted him on the back as he stood there in shock, giving her baby brother a sweet smile

“All yours, little bro!”

Ya, Saeko fucking loves you 😌 and so does Tanaka

Overall very lovely, would cry to be loved by the Tanaka siblings

Ennoshita

After spending past Decembers with his fellow second year classmates (namely, the very enthusiastic Noya and Tanaka), he’s grown to know quite a bit about the different holiday events that go on around town

Still, Ennoshita is a pretty simplistic guy and is content with simply spending time with you

So when you recommended going to pick a Christmas tree out for your place together, he’s totally down

As long as he gets to help decorate too ☺️

Y’all end up picking a beauty of a tree ngl

It’s SO TALL

And a super stronk friend — fit for the most heavy duty of ornaments

It takes some damn work to get that bad boi inside and upright after driving back to your house

But like hell did that stop you

Now that it was all set up, sturdy, and given plenty of water, decorations were brought into the equation that same night

No rest until it��s all set up and looking mighty beautiful

Okay maybe some coffee breaks in between, but other than that the grind don’t stop ✋😤

Ennoshita is an expert at making Christmas trees look absolutely immaculate

Idk if it’s because he’s had to deal with cleaning up disorder for a while now?

Looking at you, ya second year loons

He just has the touch, fam

He’ll of course let you have input on which light colors, what type of ornaments, and so on

But honestly it’s really fun seeing him fully concentrated on making your tree the best it can be

He lets you on his shoulders to put on the tree topper 🥺

For his gift, Ennoshita really loves books, so you decided to get him 12 different (hardcover!!) stories — one for each month in a year

Along with a small sticky-note blurb on the covers of each to explain why you chose it, and to give similar title recommendations if he ends up enjoying

He was so surprised with how thoughtful and extensive it was

Loved it so much that he immediately started to read the first one, with you sat in his lap

“Chikara, you realize you’re meant to start this one in January?”

“Shh, I’m getting a head start”

[peaches-writes]

member: hyunjin  wc: 1.3k genre: fluff, high school au (yall r like reviewing for college exams in this or summ), bad boy au, secret relationship au (kinda)  note: me realizing my fave period wlw film is not on the internet and projecting one of my fave scenes from it to hyunjin to cope lmao

[9:40 AM] A piece of paper rolled inside one of your black pens greets you after recess break, left outside of your usually organized pencil case for you to notice first as soon as you return from the convenience store across the street. Without even unrolling it, catching sight of Hyunjin right after, ‘sleeping’ with his earphones blasting a familiar RnB song across the room, was enough to give you an idea on who it could be from. 

“What? Are you trying to cheat on exams now? It’s only the CSAT reviews, Y/N, how could you?” Your best friend and seatmate, Chaeryeong, snickers playfully when she belatedly notices the paper, elbowing your side before sitting down next to you with her snacks. “If I were you, though, I’d hide it on my eraser. I heard that’s more discreet!” 

You roll your eyes at this, following her actions and sitting down as well with your own snacks. From the corner of your eye, you see Hyunjin shift in his hunched over position exaggeratedly loud, almost as if covering up an amused chuckle from him. “It’s not a cheat sheet.” You reprimand sternly, eventually cracking from the façade and giggling anyway. Exchanging your newly-bought snacks in your hands with the pen on the table, you immediately twist its cap open and take out the cartridge where the message has been rolled haphazardly around. “It’s...something else.”

Curiously, Chaeryeong leans to your side of your shared table with her banana bread and rests her chin on your shoulder as you separate the paper from the cartridge. “What is it, then? Who’s it from? Are you in on a CSAT conspiracy? Are you dating someone behind my back?” She gasps scandalously, making you laugh even more that you almost drop the bare cartridge on your lap. Ignoring your flustered reaction, she reaches for your arm and begins shaking you frantically for emphasis. “Come on, let me in on the gossip! Is he from our year? Is he older? Is he a she? Is he a they? Because if it’s a they, I’d gladly be in your exam conspiracy but not in a poly relationship—you know, just giving you a heads up.” 

You hear Hyunjin shuffle in his position once more, changing the song on his earphones halfway to a quieter one that makes his intentionally faint giggle sound louder in your ears. It makes you want to burst into more laughter on the spot as well but you focus instead on returning the cartridge back in its barrel first then opening the message fully. 

‘Hey, we’re still hanging out after school today, right? I heard from Jisung that your friends are having extra hours of study group today :( 

- HHJ

P.S. You look really cute today.’ 

“’HHJ’?” Chaeryeong raises a brow before releasing a belated gasp, removing herself from your shoulder to slap your arm and hiss, “Ya! You’re still hanging out with that troublemaker, Hwang Hyunjin?!” 

Glancing to said boy’s side of the room, by the entrance door where your cram school classmates have started piling in once more, you shrug in feign denial and answer, “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Chae.”

This time around, Hyunjin purposely lets you and Chaeryeong hear him snicker.

-

[10:56 AM] “Ma’am?” You raise your hand up in the middle of a mock exam, lifting it down only when your proctor has reached your side to pass her your answer sheets. “Can I go to the bathroom? I’m already done with the exam.” 

Ms. Park nods and takes your answer sheet, gesturing for you to stand with a smile. “Sure, Y/N. Go on ahead.” 

“Thanks, ma’am!” You nod with an equally grateful grin, waiting for her to turn her back to you before subtly pocketing your eraser and standing up from your seat. 

You make a quiet beeline to the classroom’s back door where Hyunjin is seated, loudly opening the door to simultaneously drop the eraser near his foot. Stepping out of the room, you then make sure to close the door behind you quieter this time to hopefully avert the classroom’s attention away from Hyunjin.

Back inside the classroom, Hyunjin waits for your footsteps to fade onto the outside hallway first before taking out your eraser from its paper cover and noiselessly flattening the box-shaped structure.

‘Yes! We’re still on for later! I told them I’m hanging out with you but I kinda lied and said I’m tutoring you for something back in the regular classes heh...

- Y/N

P.S. You look really cute today too. Is that a new lip piercing? And...are you forgetting something?’

-

[11:01 AM] There’s a pink post-it note with its adhesive side turned upwards on the floor when you return from the bathroom. Finding Ms. Park sitting down on her table to watch over the students, you instinctively step on the folded note with the heel of your shoe and drag it over to your desk to discreetly hide it under your backpack on the floor. 

You then hurriedly retrieve your answer sheet from Ms. Park as per classroom policy during exams before settling back down on your desk, pretending to reach for your pencil case in the outer pockets of your backpack to pick up the post-it note from the floor. 

“Gosh, you two are so in love it’s so painfully obvious.” Chaeryoung mumbles teasingly under her breath as she steals a glance over to you while finishing her own exam. “If you keep this up, Yeji and I might actually spy on you two one of these days.” 

Heat rises up to your neck in an instant which you expertly hide by tilting your head away from Chaeryoung and elbowing her. “We’re not...in love or anything. We’re just hanging out.” 

“Sure, keep telling yourself that.” She rolls her eyes, returning her attention back to her work. 

‘Aah, now you’re lying. Am I rubbing off on you? You’re not making it any easier for me to win your friends over >:(

Anyway, it is a new piercing! I got it yesterday with Jisung so it’s still a bit painful but it’s cool, isn’t it? I also picked up something after the appointment that I thought you might like! I’ll show it later :)

- HHJ

P.S. Almost forgot! I was in a hurry to write a while back because Jisung kept bothering me but here’s your daily I love you from me <3’ 

“What does it say?” Chaeryoung whispers to you after a while, resting her head on top of her folded arms on the table. “The PG parts, at least.” 

“Shut up.” You hiss with a chuckle, re-folding the paper before pocketing it. “He’s just, uh...asking for tutoring later.”   

- 

[12:30 PM] You find Hyunjin tying his shoelaces by your cram school’s mini parking lot as you and your friends return from buying lunch at the convenience store. With only Chaeryoung noticing as she has her arm linked with yours and pointing at Hyunjin, you shoot a crumpled piece of paper to your boyfriend that lands right under his motorcycle.  

“For questions about ‘tutoring,’ you two sure are making it really dramatic.” Chaeryeong snorts in amusement at seeing you cover your mouth in giggles as you refrain from turning around to see Hyunjin pick up the paper. “You know, you two can talk to each other in person like normal people, right? At this point, I’m not even going to be surprised if a pigeon suddenly lands on your table during lecture.” 

“Yeah, well, he started it.” You defend yourself, dragging Chaeryeong to catch up with the rest of your friend group before they could notice the two of you acting strange. “Come on, we’re behind everyone else! It’ll look suspicious!” 

Behind you, Hyunjin excitedly opens the paper and flattens out the creases as much as he can, chuckling at your smaller than usual handwriting. 

‘It better be the matching lip rings you promised before! Now, I can’t wait to see you after class even more :( 

I love you too <3 The pen trick’s really neat, by the way. I really need to one-up you one of these days.

- Y/N’ 

m.list

[dontjudgesomeonebytheirblog]

drabble prompt: Dana's daily routine with her little, Lena!

@cosmicsiin

6:30 AM: Lena is woken up by the vibrator butt plug that she sleeps with every night, the vibrations serving as her alarm clock. With an hour and a half left until her first potty time of the day, she gets to work on making Mommy Dana's breakfast.

7:00 AM: Dana wakes up and comes downstairs to a beautiful spread of breakfast. Selena is treated to a hard fuck under the table as Dana eats as a reward for her services.

7:35 AM: While performing her daily chores, Selena can't hold her pee anymore and has an accident. Dana adds one strike sticker to her potty chart. Three strikes, and she's in diapers for a week.

8:00 AM: First potty break of the day. Nothing. Dana fucks Selena's throat once she's done with the potty, and pisses down her throat in order to make her have more in her bladder for the next potty break.

9:30 AM: Chores are done, now it's time to play! Because of her upcoming potty break, Lena doesn't want to be tied up yet, and instead opts for a time with her sybian toy.

10:00 AM: Another potty break, and Selena pees perfectly into the potty. Unfortunately, the opportunity for a gold star has already been lost for the day. After the potty break, she's tied up and fucked, with regular hydration.

11:30 AM: Selena is let out of her rope bondage and sent to prepare lunch for the pair of women.

11:55 AM: Selena is potty dancing, begging to use the potty ahead of schedule. Dana denies her this request, stating that she needs to stick to the schedule if she is a big girl.

11:59 AM: On the way to the potty, Selena's control finally fails, and she wets herself again. A second strike sticker on her potty chart, and she is now placed into pullups for the rest of the day, to stop leaks.

12:00 PM: another potty break, nothing once more.

12:30 PM: Done with lunch, Selena goes upstairs to get her daily enema, flushing out her butt so that Mommy can fuck her in there without worry.

1:00 PM: The enema is released down the potty, but a special plug is used to ensure that Selena doesn't pee while releasing the enema.

2:00 PM: Another potty break, another good potty usage. Selena gets an orgasm as a reward for good potty diligence. However, on inspection, small drips have been found in the pull-up. Dana initiates 15 minute checks of the pullups, to ensure that Selena's control isn't failing in ways that they can't tell.

2:15, 2:30, 2:45, 3:00, and 3:15 PM: all routine pullup checks, no issues found, though Selena is clenching her bladder much more than normal.

3:30 PM: While Dana is checking her pullup, Selena leaks out a drop of pee. Dana still gives her a pass.

3:45 PM: Just 15 more minutes until the next potty break, and Selena is worried. She can feel her bladder building and building, and another small dribble is found. No further strike stickers, however.

4:00 PM: Potty Break, Selena is unable to fully release her bladder, due to holding it for so long, doesn't fully pee.

4:15 PM: Selena complains that her potty muscles are sore, and need to potty again. Dana admonishes her, and says that big girls don't need to potty every fifteen minutes, and if she'd just peed like normal previously, she'd be fine.

4:29 PM: Unable to hold it any longer, Selena's control fails for the third time today, not only does she flood her pullup, but she leaks into her pants, causing a noticeable wet spot around her crotch. Sobbing into Dana's arms, she is put into a diaper, a third strike sticker applied to her potty chart. If she can avoid another 3 strike day for a whole week, she'll go back to normal panties.

5:30 PM: Selena waddles around the kitchen, preparing dinner for them. Her thick diaper crinkles as she walks, though she is grateful for that, as it means she hasn't wet them yet.

6:00 PM: Potty break. The diaper is pulled down around her ankles as if it is a pull-up, and Selena is able to pee properly into the potty. Normally, Dana would fuck Selena as a reward, but the diaper would be in the way. Instead, a large vibrator is put inside of Selena as they go to enjoy dinner and their shows.

7:30 PM: With the shows finished, Selena asks if she can get fucked now, since her diaper is still dry. Dana promises that if she makes the next two potty breaks without wetting her diaper, she'll get to be fucked right before bed.

8:00 PM: Potty break, not as much pee, but still a good amount.

8:05 PM to 9:55 PM: The women wind down from the day, enjoying their own activities, though Dana does keep an eye on Selena's wetness indicator.

10:00 PM: Potty Break. No wet diaper, good pee in the potty, Selena is granted her rough fuck.

10:15 PM: Dana creampies Selena and then scoops the cum out on her fingers to feed to the girl, before the diaper is taped up around her hips again.

10:30 PM: Selena drifts off to sleep, exhausted from the full day.

[yeocult]

ATEEZ as students studying

HONGJOONG:

king of self-care! but studies for 15 minutes then take a 2 hour break and calls it self-care (omg he thinks he’s me or smth)

has power naps every single day at least 30 mins because he’s Stressed

always thinking of ways to drop out during the middle of lectures

that one kid that talks to nobody & sits at the back of the class with his hood on to hide his airpods

doesn’t do it anymore bc one time it disconnected and “there’s some whores in this house” blasted out loud & now he’s paranoid

shows up to group studies but lets the group carry him,,, but he puts out One Really good idea to get his name on the paper

only cares about topics he’s interested in, other than that he’s just astral projecting

“yo can you send me your answers so i can compare mine?” but he copies it and says “we got the same answers” (all men do is lie</3)

calculates his marks; “ok so i need at least a 80 on this...oh wait no, a 95...damn okay...”

the type to arrives late with ice coffee

SEONGHWA:

wakes up at 5 am to study instead of staying up

scented candles and lofi music for the ~studying mood~

a linguistic learner

learns best by teaching others so he’ll do group studies often to help other people

teaches people without making them feel dumb

uses grammarly for his emails with 3 paragraphs asking 1 question with a proper greeting and a ‘sincerely, park seonghwa’

professor: ok - sent from iphone

you’ll never see him during exams week, he’s Gone

a loyal user of the outline method

his desk must be cleared at all times! a clean workspace makes it easier to focus

brings extra pencil just in case anyone needs them bc he’s the sweetest person ever (he’s fully aware that he’ll never get them back but it’s okay bc sharing is caring)

does his readings on time (you’ll never catch him slacking)

actually has his shit together for the most part 1/2

YUNHO:

writes “i love you” or “sorry” at the end of his tests (that he bombed)

the type to ask you to print “just one thing real quick” and it’s 15 page and at 2 am

uses emojis like :D & \(^o^)/ when sending emails to his professors

has a bad habit of copying word for word on the slide and he doesn’t actually understand/learn anything

goes to the library bc he thinks that’ll help him be in the ~studying vibe~

it doesn’t. ends up texting or watching youtube gameplay

has never heard of the colour-coding system in his entire life and ends up with a page filled with neon highlight

snacks breaks are the only thing keeping him Normal

leaves himself an encouraging note at the end of the reading page so when he’s finished he feels good !!

friends with all of the professors and uses all office hours

strongest points are his guessing skills in multiple-choice questions (process of elimination ftw!)

he tries his best, doesn’t care about marks that much because he knows it doesn’t determine him (and he’s right!)

YEOSANG:

probably runs a studyblr/gram

has the cutest note ever, his handwriting is so pretty!!

he thinks that buying an ipad pro & apple pencil will make him smarter

likes it bc he can doodle on it then erase them easily :”)

has to wear blue ray glasses because of how he looks at a screen so much

mildliners, muji 0.38 gel pen, 6 ring binder, minimal planner, washi tapes, you name it! he visits muji and daiso every other week

buys wayyy too many planners and notebooks which he never ends up using

only uses pastel mildliners because they’re easy on the eyes. cringes every time he sees yunho’s highlighters v_v

his flaw is that he spends 10 mins writing his header with brush tip pens

mutes the group project gc but gets his part done like the good classmate he is

sweats every time he gets an assignment back, takes a whole ten minute to mentally prepare himself

a visual learner; makes mind maps, flow charts, etc

actually has a working printer that he uses pretty often to prints lessons before class just to be Extra prepare

tells everyone he slept well but his bullet journal habit tracker for sleep says otherwise (plz rest!!)

exclusively uses college ruled paper like the sane person he is

SAN:

uses wide-ruled paper (unfortunately not everyone is perfect</3)

starts off very positive, motivated, and organized

then everything goes downhill by the second week

will definitely set byeol on top of his keyboard, take a picture, and send it to his professor as an ‘excuse’ as why he needs an extension (it works)

can’t sit still for any longer than 30 mins, his legs are always bouncing or fidgeting with pen

flashcard king! spends a lot of time on them but it’s worth it

a utensil chewer (always willing to share his pencil but when ppl saw the bite marks they’re like No Thanks >_>)

can’t study well with groups or himself bc he’ll be distracted,,, so he needs one person that can ground him bc when they’re in the zone, he will too be on his x game mode

sends his assignment at 11:58 pm hoping his professor will take the Hint (plz don’t be afraid to ask for help u_u)

prefers listening to ghibli studio soundtracks but then he either gets emotional or sleepy

sometimes forget to mute his mic and we just hear him groaning in frustration

“haha sorry i just stubbed my toe...”

then mutes his mic and goes back to his mental breakdown

MINGI:

the only person that studies every single day just to get his brain used to the information and running

probably listens to anime op or edm music for that Energy Boost

everyone either hates or love him because...

1. loves him bc he always comes clutched with study guides (and willing to share if he likes you enough)

2. he’s good at everything even if he’s not paying attention/doing it last minute

just naturally good at retaining information and applying them

asks Big Brain question that even the professors are shook

sometimes he gets super into the topic and wants to know Everything

“i’ve never failed an exam in my life” and he’s right! big brain mingi

fetal flaw is that he forgets easily (hence why the last minute) and has to write on his palm as a reminder

clicks his pens All the time so he switched to pens with caps just to keep others from jumping him

takes naps 10 mins before classes

actually has his shit together for the post part 2/2

“if no one got me, i know khan academy and quizlet got me. can i get an amen”

WOOYOUNG:

y’all know that one mf that doesn’t have a pencil?

yea he’s been using the same one someone lend to him before a test and never returned it

it’s been two months and it’s still working well and they’re never going to get it back

a minimalist,,,, but in a bad way</3 bc he carries his stolen pencil and paper that he spilled his energy drink over and that’s about it

just throw loose papers in his bag and forgets about their existence

doesn’t do binders or notebooks, just crumbled up paper

sometimes carries a textbook just to show everyone that he’s got his life together

really noisy for No reason, always wants to know other’s marks

a kinesthetic learner

hides his screen with he gets the kahoot questions wrong (you’ll never catch him slippin)

plays coolmathgames.com during class

doesn’t really know what to study/prioritize so he overwhelms himself with every single topic ever

thinks he’s god by pulling an all-nighter to look at the 60+ slides last minute

Swears he’ll change and do better next semester,,,</3

goes to the cafe, takes pictures of his notes & laptop, post it on his story, then leaves

JONGHO:

thrives off of red bull and ice americanos

gets notes and study guides from his upperclassmen because everyone loves jongho

an audio learner so he’ll probably work out or go on a jog while listening to lessons/audiobook

never pulls all-nighters bc it messes up his sleep schedule and says he’ll do it in the morning but he never does

doesn’t even own a highlighter, he’ll circle or underline stuff with a red or black pen

has never touched a textbook in his life

only the study guides and slides, his textbook is collecting dust rn

his notes are literally Only for him because his handwriting only makes sense to him

has questionable handwriting,,, it’s like decoding

multitasks a lot but it ends up taking a lot longer than he wanted to (bc it’s a myth)

very spontaneous; he’ll grind for 5 hours straight but sometimes he won’t even touch a pencil

works best when he talks about the work in groups and share information with each other, like having a convo about the topic

unmutes his mic Once after the lesson to say “bye”

does his work right after the lessons but then takes a short break & doesn’t even Look back for the rest of the night

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a/n: tag yourself ! i’m a bit of hohong (i projected myself on all of them in some way lmaooo)