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When The Seasons Change╰┈➤ LH43

summary: each season comes and with each one, you're falling deeper in love with your best friend. 4 + 1

[word count] 11.0k

warnings: SFW! friends to lovers | slow burn | flirting | fluff | suggestive themes | kissing | read at your own discretion

🎵 forever&more by role model, mind over matter by young the giant, lover by taylor swift, sundress by asap rocky, autumn leaves by ed sheeran, thriller by michael jackson, santa doesn't know you like i do by sabrina carpenter, + dial drunk by noah kahan & post malone

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september 9th, 2015

dear diary <3

it's y/n again and today i'm feeling a bit...funny. the day started absolutely amazing! it was my best friends luke 11th birthday party! I can't believe he's 11 and in two more months i'll also be 11.

anyways :) his party was a girl boy party and we all went to the arcade that luke and I have always wanted to go to together but we couldn't because of jack and quinn's hockey.

it was a really fun day and luke loved the sidney crosby shirt I picked for him. but the reason i'm feeling funny is because of lacey patterson. lacey is in our class and was invited to the arcade as well. I thought she had a crush on matthew but the whole time she wouldn't leave luke alone. she was always around like an annoying little fly. lacey kept taking all of luke's attention away from me.

i'm feeling jealous, diary. because luke is....special. his soft curly hair and his bright eyes and when he smiles I get ladybugs in my stomach. I love my best friend and now that lacey likes him I can't help but feel angry.

how and I suppose to grow up and marry luke if lacey is in the way???!!!

one: valentine's day

"it was a disaster," you sigh loudly, pushing your way into luke's apartment as he pulls open the threshold of the door. you toss your small pink bag on his counter top and slump into a bar stool, "I mean a breakfast date? I'm not even sure why I agreed to do that with him in the first place- I barely know the guy and breakfast certainly isn't the place to get to know him."

luke slowly makes his way over to you, still rubbing the sleep out of his eye with the palm of his hand. "I shouldn't say I told you so, but," he says sleepily, pausing to grab a bowl out of the kitchen cupboard, "I told you so."

you groan, dropping your head into your hands. "I really need to listen to you more," you admit, eyes flicking upwards as you watch luke pour himself a healthy sized amount of shreddies. you hate the cereal, you think it taste like dry wheat. luke has always loved shreddies though, so you always have some at the ready. plus, it's the only cereal luke's professional athlete diet allows.

he shrugs with a cheeky smirk.

"not only did he only talk about himself and refer to me as a 'female'," you air quote the condescending title and luke shudders between spoonfuls of cereal. you continue, "but he asked me how much money I make and spilt his orange juice on me - on valentine's day of all days. I swear i'm never spending valentine's day with a man again."

luke wipes the drip of milk off his mouth with the back of his hand, sending you a questioning look, "not even me?"

"you don't count, obviously, or I wouldn't be here." you raise your brows in his direction, as if if to say duh.

luke smirks again but shoves more cereal in his mouth to try and mask it. "right, okay, guys an asshole - so you ended the awkward valentines breakfast to head here at..." he trails off, eyes finding the digital clock on his and jack's shared stove for the first time that morning. "8:56 in the morning - jesus is this guy 80?"

"I wish," you huff, "an eighty year old would probably of kept his nose out of my bank account."

luke snickers, dropping his dirty bowl in the sink.

"do something with me today?" you plead, leaning across the counter top so you can poke his muscular side. "don't let my valentines makeup go to waste."

luke tiredly glances over to you, taking note of how there's a little pink glitter sprinkled across your eyelids and how your usual lip colour was replaced with a more pink toned shade. your smile all cheesy at him and it has luke breaking out of his thoughts - blinking hard.

"how does lunch and the movies sound?" he asks after a moment of pondering. "i'm sure there's some sappy romantic movie playing."

you scoff at his tone, "hey! I love those sappy romantic movies."

"I know," he hums, leaning against the counter infront of you. "that's why I suggested it."

you place your head in your palm, looking up at your best friend fondly as he practically leans over you. "you're the best lukey," you say after a moment, a gentle smile on your face.

he shrugs and the action has his sleep shirt lifting to reveal his toned v-line and happy trail. you don't let your eyes linger, quickly darting your vision away before you turn red.

luke's expression changes briefly, and it looks like he may say something but the sound of jacks bedroom door clicking open has him stopping - eyes darting to the hallway just as his brother shuffles out.

jacks eyes find yours as you sit comfortably in his bar stool. he admits a big yawn and wide stretch before mumbling - "I should've known it was you making all this noise."

he rounds into the kitchen, flicking on the kettle to boil himself some water for his beloved morning coffee.

"ha ha," you say sarcastically.

"why the fuck does it smell like orange juice in here." jack mumbles.

"oh god," you cry out, grabbing your bag and sliding off the stool. now that luke's eyes are properly open and he's aware of his conscious, he sees how your white jeans have an orange liquid stain on the leg. luke smiles fondly as your cheeks tinge pink, brushing past him and his brother and towards the front door, "i'm going home and changing!"

luke laughs gently, following behind you. "i'll text you when i'm leaving here."

"sounds great," you breath out, a smile making its way onto your face. "wear pink," you tease him, shimming your shoulder in his direction.

"happy valentine's day," jack calls out from the kitchen. you catch sight of him shuffling his way past the door and back down the hall, a steaming mug in his hands.

you meet luke's eyes again and hes still looking at you, leaning against the door in his morning glory - plaid pyjama pants hanging low and his arms crossed to make all his muscles stretch deliciously. "happy valentine's day," luke mimics his brother in a fond whisper.

"happy valentine's day," you repeat. "i'll see you later."

"you will." luke says.

when you get back to your apartment complex, marianne, the front desk receptionist, flags you over before you can reach the elevator - her bright red lipstick and heart bobble head band instantly making you smile.

"you have a delivery," she says, pushing a massive vase full of red roses in your direction.

you're momentarily in a state of shock, staring at the bouquet of flowers dumbfounded. "are you sure they're for me?" you splutter after a moment.

marianne nods joyfully, a finger running over one of the delicate pedals. "oh yes, honey! delivery man dropped them off real early this morning."

you pluck the crisp white card from its slot, quickly opening the small envelope with slightly shaky fingers - anxiously wanting to reveal the mystery behind the roses.

just incase your breakfast date doesn't get you flowers. I hope you get all the ladybugs in your stomach today, y/n/n. happy valentine's day.

love, lukey.

two: easter

"you two seriously need to quit this," quinn's voice is a mix of bordem and amusement, eyeing you and luke. "it's every year." quinn concludes, jack nodding in silent agreement as he bites into a chocolate egg.

"quit and willingly loose to luke?" you thumb over your shoulder to the tallest hughes brother - who is standing diagonally behind you with his arms crossed. "absolutely not."

jack tries to hit you with a chocolate egg, but it misses your body - you send him an accusing glare before quinn starts again.

"guys, seriously it's just an egg hunt." he deadpans, eyes dancing between his brother and you.

"it's not just an egg hunt," luke says matter of factly. his arms fall to his sides and he steps closer to you, the fabric of his flannel brushing your exposed shoulder. "it's one of the only times I get to prove to everyone I am the superior egg finder."

competitively, you roll your eyes. luke has been using that line since one of the very first easters you had spent together.

when you were 5 years old, your family moved to your now home city and into the two story house neighbouring the hughes' home. it was almost instantly that you and luke become close - after he got over how'd you'd aimlessly follow him around and want to be near him (you liked the leafs just like him so he liked you soon after).

your parents become very close with ellen and jim and it become a tradition to spend easter together - enjoying the festive meal and activities. even now with quinn in a different country and you, jack and luke all in jersey, you would all find yourself making it home for the easter dinner and egg hunt.

which leads you into your second ever holiday spent with the hughes family - the first egg hunt you had won. luke claimed to his family after they had teased him that he let you win and was, in fact, the superior egg hunter. obviously, you couldn't let that slide and you're still battling luke in your early twenties for the title of egg hunt champion.

"you wish," you tease luke, "a superior egg hunter would of brought proper footwear to ensure they could get down and dirty." slowly, your eyes flicker to luke's feet, eyeing the crisp white air forces that were bound to get filthy.

luke scoffs, taking a step towards you. "oh trust me - i'm ready to get dirty."

"is this how kids flirt now?" jacks voice is like a nail to your eardrum and you quickly take a step away from luke, making your way to the island and grabbing your bunny shaped bucket.

"it's called smack talk," luke answers his brother sharply, also grabbing his egg basket - a bright yellow whicker bin with fuzzy chicks hot glued to the handle: he's been using it forever. "this is a competition."

"it's really not," quinn mutters, hands shoved in his jean pockets as he leans into the kitchen island.

just before you or luke could scold the eldest hughes, ellen makes her way through the back door, her pink floral maxi skirt swaying around her ankles. "you guys coming out?" she questions you all, her brows raised expectantly. "all the young kids are ready."

"oh," luke snickers, "i'm ready."

"we are all ready," you correct, eyeing your best friend briefly.

she smiles fondly, her small hands clasping together - ellen hughes would never get tired of seeing you and all her boys together on the holidays. "the eggs are all hidden - don't forget the winner gets the chocolate bunny!" she sing songs, guiding you all to the large backyard decorated in pastels and flowers.

"see," luke hums, jamming his elbow into his oldest brothers side, "told you it was a competition."

"oh my god."

after a brief speech from ellen, you were informed the oldest kids (you, luke, jack and quinn) would be searching for the blue coloured eggs and the younger kids (consisting mostly of hughes' cousins) would be searching for yellow eggs. the yellow eggs were hidden in easier spots but jim and your dad had ensured the blue eggs were in more difficult places.

10 minutes into the hunt, you've secured 6 of the possible 17 blue easter eggs. you wander further down the large property, eyes frantically searching for more to add to your collection. it isn't long before you catch a glimpse of bright blue - the small egg nestled between a few branches up in one of the trees. you're suprised you could even see it through the leaves, but the sun catches the egg once more and you're positive you're not imagining it.

with a determined head, you place your bucket on the ground near the stump of the tree before grabbing ahold of the lowest branch. you use all your strength to start hauling yourself up the tree, climbing upwards through the leaves and branches.

finally, you reach the height of the easter egg, and you smile victoriously, reaching out to grab it. at your sudden movement, the branch you had been standing on with your one foot gives out, cracking loudly until it snaps downwards. you gasp, hands reaching out to wrap around the thick trunk, watching horrified as your previous spot swings in the air.

you scan the surrounding branches, looking for the most secure one for your full weight - one that wouldn't break off under your feet. there's one behind you that looks promising, so you shift against the trunk, carefully stepping across the gap in the branches until you can fully place your feet on the new one.

you sigh once you feel secure, taking a deep breath to try and let the erratic heart beating in your chest come back to normal. miraculously through your almost plummet back to the ground, you managed to keep ahold of your egg and your gripping that damn blue thing hard, ensuring after all that trouble it wasn't going anywhere.

once your adrenaline levels return to a much more manageable level and the thumping heartbeat in your eardrums subsides, you decide you're ready to start making your journey to the ground - as safe as possible.

you let your one foot steps off, pressing down on a different branch to test its sturdiness. it seems stable enough, and you push off the trunk behind you to help push yourself onto the other branch.

your dress tugs, not allowing you to move over. you frown in confusion, trying to pull away harder. it's no luck, and your eyes close in disbelief. you try and uncomfortably stretch around yourself to catch sight of what the hell was going on and you catch a glimpse of of a sharp broken twig, completely hooked through your dress.

and of course you've left your phone behind on the kitchen island when you decided you'd have to use for it during the egg hunt. you course yourself, making another attempt at wiggling yourself off the ridged twig. it proves to be unsuccessful when you try and move onto the other branch once again and find yourself still being pulled back towards the trunk.

just as you begin to feel waves on panic bubble up your body and tears well up in your eyes, the sound of shuffling below halts your meltdown. you listen more intently, and the melodies of an all too familiar hushed whistle adding to the noise.

luke is wandering around aimlessly, whistling the megan moroney song you had showed him the week prior - clearly he has taken a liking to it as well. he's got his easter basket in his hand, swinging it slightly so his collected eggs roll around.

he is practically right under the tree you're in, and you take the opportunity before it leaves. "luke!" you call your friends name, your voice a mixture between a whisper and a yell - not wanting to draw any unnecessary attention to your very uncomfortable and embarrassing position, luke would surely tease you enough to make up for everyone.

luke's whistling comes to a halt, his body coming to a stand still near the large roots of the tree that were protruding from the soil. he spins around a couple times, looking for you.

a beat passes.

"where are you?" luke questions quietly, doing another 360 of the area. he knows you can't be too far because you sounded close, but not directly beside him. his brows furrow when he can't see anything.

"in the tree - i'm stuck." you huff, eyes closing as the rush of embarrassment comes after admitting your predicament out loud. luke still looks confused and unsure, so you sigh, rustling one of the nearby branches to show him that you were in fact in a tree and not hiding in a nearby bush - planning to ambush him for his eggs.

finally luke catches on, looking up towards the thick branches wide eyed and confused. once he catches sight of you, his previous expression morphes into one of mischief and his lips tug upwards in a gooey smile. "oh! don't you look all cute up there."

you ignore his teasing with a dismissive eye roll, "come up here and help me untangle myself from this damn branch."

luke's eyes wander towards the trunk of the tree, landing on your easter basket that you'd previously abandoned in favour of climbing - your blue eggs starting at him in all their glory. luke hums, slowly looking back towards you - his eyes shimmering with a misbehaved twinkle you're all too familiar with. "nah, I think i'll just take some of these eggs and be on my way."

"lukeeeeee," you whine his name, eyes closing in annoyance- luke could really push your buttons when he wanted to.

your hands are starting to hurt from the bark under you palm, and your ridged posture from being caught by the tree is becoming uncomfortable. "come help meeeee," you whine again, "is this how you're going to treat your best friend?"

when you began to speak, luke has already put down his own easter basket, nestling it beside yours wiped his hands free of any sweat and made his way towards the tree, large fingers wrapping around the first branch as he pulls himself up. "relax, i'm coming."

you watch as he quickly climbs up the tree, resembling a spider monkey as his long limbs wrap around branches and you smile to yourself at the thought of luke as a monkey.

suddenly, you begin to feel embarrassed about your situation. you feel even sillier for getting yourself stuck on a branch, something taht could've been avoidable if you weren't so damn stubborn about a stupid egg hunt. your previous smile of relief turns sour, eyes downcast as luke finally gets to your level.

your face has luke mimicking your frown, brows drawn together as he addresses you. he reaches out for you, running a large hand over your curled hair. "hey, don't worry - you're okay."

you muster one nod in acknowledgment, taking a shaky breath.

"let's see," luke mutters between you, leaning into your personal space to attempt in getting a proper look at the damage - one of his arms wrapping around your body for stability as he peeks over your shoulder. "easy peasy," luke adjusts his body slightly, his chest brushing your bare shoulder as he fiddles with the material of your dress.

you fight off a pleasant shiver, controlling your breathing as his long fingers brush against your soft skin, tickling you in the best way. finally, you feel your dress become loose and fall back into its proper position.

you breathe in relief, your smile returning.

"ta da," luke pulls back, his own smile lighting up his face as he hovers over you. now that you're less stressed, you notice how intimate your and luke's position is. his feet's are slotted between yours in the thick branch, his one arm still around your body while his other one moves to wrap around the trunk, holding you both there - his breath fanning over your face.

"you're welcome." he teases you, snapping you out of your own head.

"thank you." you hum nonchalantly, one of your hands coming up and fixing your hair and be ridding of any stray leaves or baby twigs that may of found their way in there.

"what's my reward?" luke questions gently, head tilted as his tongues slowly darts out, licking his bottom lip.

the air turns thick with a sticky tension, making your spot in the tree feel like it suddenly was located on the sun. quickly, your eyes widen, watching the way luke begins to smirk at your flustered face.

you clear your throat, choosing to not read into any underlying meaning. "one of my easter eggs." you answer firmly, a gentle nod of confidence following suit.

he tongues his cheek. "just one?"

you nod once again, a noise of conformation falling from your lips.

luke hums, eyes not leaving yours as he says - "guess i'll just take more."

because you know your best friend all too well,before he can even attempt to descend back towards the ground, you push of the branch, quickly moving around him and scaling down the trunk. you're suprised at how quick you get to the ground and even more suprised you don't hurt yourself in the process.

just as you grab ahold the fuzzy purple bunny easter basket off the ground, you hear luke thump back onto the grass, a gentle laugh of disbelief falling from his mouth.

you turn on your heels to face him, your basket gripped in your hand as you swing it teasingly out towards him - a victorious and teasing smile on your face.

he kisses his teeth and his eyes dart towards the ground to mask his amused grin. he grabs his own easter basket before making the short distance to you.

"like promised," you say, plucking one of the shiny blue eggs from your basket. "your reward." delicately, you place the egg into luke's basket, adding to his collection of five.

almost immediately, luke grabs the egg you just gave him, placing it back into your basket. "no it's okay," he says quickly, hand raised defensively when you begin to furrow your brows. luke continues, "after all, when I win, I want it to be fair and square."

"my god," you roll your eyes fondly, the corners of your lips tugging up in a smile. "whatever helps you sleep lukey."

"I see another one!" jack yells somewhere on the property - quinn's voice following suit as he threatens to fight jack over an easter egg.

simultaneously, your and luke's eyes widen at what you're hearing.

"what's over there?" luke questions, brows furrowed as he points behind you.

you frown in confusion, spinning around to try and spots the object of luke's gaze.

he takes off, calling out some stupid insult about you being a sloth as he does. your scoff of disbelief turns into a laugh, and you begin to run.

you don't remember finding the last egg that was sitting in your basket when ellen counted all of them out - but seeing as you had the most blue eggs out of everyone, you weren't going to complain, taking your chocolate bunny prize happily.

luke watches you light up with joy when you are declared the winner for another year in a row. he finds himself smiling along, happy that when he handed you the egg back you had given him as a reward, he managed to slip one of his own back in with it- just like he does every year.

three: 4th of july

you knew that having another vodka water, adding to your borderline drunk state, wasn't the smartest idea - but you cracked open the can regardless, the sound echoing over the michigan lake.

you take a hearty sip to mask the scowl on your face. lacey laughs loudly, and your annoyance grows because yes it was the same lacey from luke's birthday party all those years ago and yes, unfortunately she was close to some of your other friends so yes she'd often hang out with the group.

this 4th of july weekend was no exception as you watch lacey continue to hang around luke and jack - your jealousy meter maxing out anytime she would lean into luke or touch his arm.

you take another sip, some of the liquid dribbling down you lip after quinn drives over one of the waves, sending trevor zegras into the air as he wakeboards behind you. quickly and rather aggressively, you wipe the spilled alcohol off your chin, eyes still pointedly glaring towards your best friend, his brother and lacey.

as if he can sense your staring, luke turns his head in your direction, quickly finding you on the bench seat. you're sitting with your back turned to wards the water and jacob truscott - who's job is attentively watching trevor as he wakeboards.

luke's initial smile with seeing you is wiped away once he sees that you're annoyed, your clear sour face making him frown. quickly, you turn your head in the opposite direction.

and because drunk you has no self control, you quickly look back in luke's direction, not lasting 5 seconds. luke is still watching you, his brows pulled together in question. just when it looks like he is going to make his way over to you, lacey grabs his wrist, lighting up as she animatedly begins to tell a story that 'he just had to hear!'

you start to become angry. not only were you feeling frustrated because lacey was not your cup of tea and jack invited her to your 4th of july celebration regardless of your feelings, but you were even more upset by the fact that luke was allowing himself to be so easily entertained by her. luke had always treated lacey normally, even though you often expressed how you weren't her biggest fan - which was okay, of course. you didn't want luke to treat her differently just because you didn't like her, but still - it had you feeling jealous.

you take a huffy breath, getting up from your seated position as careful and as stable as you could while being drunk on a moving boat. obviously, it wasn't your best or most successful idea, quinn jerking the boat for trevor's boarding quickly and it has you stumbling - right into the back of jacob.

he turns around quickly, his eyes blown wide as he takes you in. "hey, y/n, you okay?"

and just like that your brain comes up with a plan. one that though you may regret in the morning when you're sober, in your drunkenness sounds perfect - you've never thought of a better idea in your life. you smile at jacob, fluttering your lashes at him. "can I sit and watch with you?"

jacob watches as you bite you lip in question while you await his answer, eyeing him with a hazy look over your bright eyes.

he chuckles slightly, "course you can."

you smile cheerfully and you quickly start to make the small step up onto the seat platform, your small hand gripping jacob's strong shoulder to help balance yourself until you gracefully plop down beside him. as flirtatious as you can manage while being intoxicated, you run your hand from his shoulder down his arm, trying to tickle him.

jacob eyes you suspiciously, a small amused smile beginning to tug his lips upwards. you smile back, bringing your hand into your lap. "what are you up to?" jacob questions after a moment. he doesn't wait for an answer before he turns his head to look over his shoulder - right at luke.

"nothing!" you hum, laying your palm flat on his cheek and bringing his gaze back towards you.

jacob gives you a look, brows raised knowingly. he has to tongue his cheek to not laugh, your plan of trying to make luke jealous obvious. clearly you're not as inconspicuous as you thought.

you shrug once, leaning in even closer to jacob. "just wanted to sit with you is all."

he just nods, shrugging nonchalantly "whatever you say." jacob's eyes leave yours, attention back on trevor on the wakeboard. clearly jacob doesn't mind helping you out, he even lets his hand slide behind you, resting flat on the seat right near your ass - he doesn't even seem flustered at the how if he stretched his pinky out he'd be touching your butt - that kind of makes you feel at ease.

after flirting and laughing with jacob for 10 minutes, trevor's time on the wake board comes to an end, quinn slowing down the boat. in that 10 minutes you'd only managed to get in a glance towards luke three times (jacob kept you pretty entertained oddly enough), and everytime luke was wearing a neutral expression - his arms crossed and listening to lacey.

trevor removes himself from to board, breathless as he climbs onto the swim platform."did you guys see me hit that last wave?" he smiles, unzipping the life jacket wrapped around his torso.

"it was sick," ethan edwards comes up beside you, leaning on his elbows right beside your thighs to talk to trevor - drunk you honestly forget he was here. "fuck man way cooler than any waves I got - quinn must have his favourites." ethan continues, playfully side eyeing the oldest hughes brother as he makes his way over to the back of the boat.

"ha ha," quinn says sarcastically, grabbing onto the rope of the wake board paddle and pulling it towards the boat. "if I actually had favourites, trevor wouldn't be one of them."

trevor cries out and grabs his peck like quinn's words had actually reached out and stabbed him, "ouch."

quinn ignores trevor, rolling his eyes dismissively - although his lips move upwards in a small smile. "alright," he breaths, finally getting the wakeboard onto the swim platform, " who wants to go next."

looking back over your shoulder once more, you see that luke still isn't bothered enough in coming over to you - listening to some story lacey was blabbing on about to jack and dylan duke.

you hum, shooting up off the bench. you wobble slightly, ethan grabbing your ankle reflexively to try and steady you. you smile triumphantly, "i'll go." you make your way over to quinn, taking the protective life jacket from trevor's outstretched hand.

quinn looks you up and down, eyes hesitant. "you sure?"

you nod without looking at him, stepping into the boots of the board. if flirting with luke's friend wasn't working in getting his attention, hanging off the back of the boat as you zip through the water surely had to.

you clip the buckles down, the sound snapping against the boots. quinn bends down in attempt to help you get secure, but you dismiss him, dropping off of the swimming platform and into the water.

"y/n..." quinn starts, his eyes filled with doubt.

"i'm good." you take the ropes right out of quinn's hands, wrapping them once around your wrist. "let's do it."

he sighs but doesn't protest any further, leaving you alone. quinn walks off the platform, making his way back to the driver's seat.

the engine starts a few moments later, the roar making you smile slightly - adjusting the slippy rope handles as you prepare to start.

"fuck yeah, y/n!" jack calls, hands bracketed around his mouth as he cheers for you, his voice echoing over the lake.

after getting your thumbs up, quinn starts to drive, the movement of the motor vehicle slowly dragging your body towards the surface, gaining speed until the wakeboard comes to the top. jacob slaps the bench seat a few times in a cheer, him and ethan both praising and cheering you on back on the boat. your smile widens at the boys and luke's brows furrow.

the boat is going the proper speed now, and quinn starts to do circles around himself to create the desired waves - you swallow nervously as you see the first one approaching. you can feel your hands loosen on the rope again , and naturally your fingers unhook themselves in order for them to readjust. the wave hits sooner than anticipated, and you first jolt forwards quickly before being flung backwards, your feet coming out of the boots as you get launched into the water.

you push up to the surface with your shaky arms, a gasping breath leaving your lips as you take in the air.

the boat has been stopped, and there's a group of worried faces staring at you from about 10 feet away. you definitely shouldn't of dismissed quinn when he wanted to check over your buckles, and you definitely shouldn't of let your guard down when trying to re-grip the rope.

you start to leisurely swim back towards the boat, feeling much more calm now that you’re not being panicked underwater. “i’m good!” you laugh it off, approaching the platform.

jack is waiting for you, his hand outstretched in your direction. you grip it, your wet palm slapping against his calloused one as he pulls you out of the water. he says your name through a smile, “that was badass."

then you notice how luke’s there as well, looking much more stressed than his brother - eyes frantically searching you for any visible injuries. "are you okay?" he breaths.

"yes," you sigh firmly. jack finally lets you go, allowing you to stand yourself up on your own feet. as you place your left foot down fat, your ankle screams in protest and gives out on you - making you topple forwards with a yelp. "fuck."

instantly, luke is there, rushing towards you and grabbing a hold of your arms. he keeps you upright, leaning down so he can look into your eyes. “what hurts?”

"my ankle," you whine quietly, eyes moving down in embarrassment. not only were you drunk, but you were now hurt and in enough pain for your intoxication to not even be able to mask it. "it really hurts lukey." you whisper, your throat becoming thick with emotion.

"okay, okay," luke wraps an arm around your waist, putting all of your weight onto him as he helps you off of the swimming platform and onto the carpeted area of the boat. you wince quietly in the short time it takes to get to the front of the boat - away from prying eyes that would only have you feeling even more embarrassed.

"sit down." luke tells you sternly, helping in lowering you to the seat. tears are desperately wanting to escape, the entire day of events weighing heavy on your chest.

luke turns away from you, reaching into the blue drink cooler - digging through the ice and cans of seltzers until he finds a plastic water bottle. he grabs it, walking back towards you with an unreadable expression, sitting across from you.

"i'm cold." you say as soon as luke sits down. you can’t decide if you’re cold because your wet and the sun is starting to set or if it’s because luke’s knees keep brushing yours, igniting goosebumps.

your emotions come to a head, and a tear finally falls, trailing down the round of your sunkissed cheek.

"let's take off the lifejacket, okay?" he reaches towards you, unzipping the wet jacket. your boobs definitely spill out of your bikini top in a way that is probably unflattering, no longer pushed against you by the life jacket. “give it back incase somebody else wants a turn.” luke grabs dylan dukes abandoned towel, wrapping the fluffy cover around your shoulders.

his teasing gives right over your head.

"okay," luke sighs quietly, tapping his two fingers against your thigh."let me see your ankle, put it on my leg."

you do as he says, bringing your leg up and over so you can comfortably have your knee bent and foot laying flat on luke's muscular thigh - his leg hairs tickling your painted toes.

softly, luke uses the water bottle he'd earlier grabbed as a temporary ice pack, pressing it to your ankle bone. the coolness feels nice, and it already is helping the pain.

your mood turns even more unpleasant when you her lacey's high pitched laugh echo around you - assaulting your water logged ear drums. you keep your eyes downcast, fingers wordlessly fiddling with a loose strand on the beach towel.

you sniffle, "wouldn't you rather be with lacey?" your jealously is definitely showing, but you're too irritated with the days events to be civil. lacey, combined with hurting your ankle and having luke practically ignoring you all day has your filter disappearing.

one of luke's long fingers slowly starts running along the back of your calf. "nah." he says gently. you can feel his eyes on you, but you're still not sure if you can handle looking into his eyes in the state your in.

your brows raise in suprise, and your disbelief is still prevalent in your tone. "really? she sure gives you a lot of attention."

luke shrugs once. "you're hurt. you take priority."

his answer has you scoffing slightly, and you tug harder on the loose towel thread. "only because i'm hurt?" finally, you look back towards him, eyes pinched with irritation at his answer.

in all seriousness, luke looks at you. his lips almost tug down in a frown, and his eyes begin to soften at your red cheeks and glazed eyes. "no. you always are my priority."

now you feel embarrassed. although lacey is more outgoing and flirty than you are, you are luke's best friend - not her. quickly, your hand comes up to wipe away any fallen tears, "sorry." you mumble.

luke dismisses your apology, tapping your heel twice around the cold water bottle he was still pressing against you. he eyes your somber expression again, and kisses his teeth.

your eye him as he scoots closer towards you. "can I tell you something?"

you nod, naturally finding yourself leaning in as well.

luke's lips begin to turn upwards. "watching you flirt and spend time with jacob today...It made me feel kind of jealous."

you feel your heart come to a hard stop and then speed up again - beating frantically at luke's confession. you're sure your mouth is opening and closing like a fish, but you're too baffled to say anything.

he continues quietly, "because, you know, he was taking my best friends attention away from me."

you deflate.

luke shrugs, "and I know that's hypocritical because I was kind of being a dick today but still...jacob doesn't deserve your attention - neither do I honestly but-"

you shake your head, bumping the leg that wasn't resting on his thigh against luke's knee, stopping his rambling. he's still your luke, no matter what. he's awkward and sweet and....yours.

"you're the only one I really want to give my attention to, lukey."

he smiles gently, "really?"

"yeah - i'm drunk," you remind him, "I can't lie even if I want to." you both laugh at your half slurred confession, leaning into each other as you do so.

as quinn pulls the boat back towards the dock of the hughes summer house, you can't even remember why you'd been annoyed with luke in the first place - too focused on him nursing your ankle and his soft smile.

four: fall festivities

"jello shot?" you ask through an exhale, a bright smile on your face. you gesture the small serving tray full of colourful desert towards the two girls in front of you. thankfully, they smile back, happily taking the alcohol from you.

you nod in parting before picking up your pace once more, gripping the tray harder as you practically jog around your condo - determined to serve everybody.

when luke had mentioned jack offered to host the annual new jersey devils halloween party, he told you that him and his brother were worried about the limited space in their apartment and were unsure of how they were going to make it work. seeing your best friend in a predicament had you immediately offering your place to throw it.

not only was your space bigger, but your only neighbour was a wealthy businessman who was never home, so there would be no noise complaints and no issues with fitting the devils roster in for a halloween themed party. obviously your offer had nothing to do with being totally into your best friend and going to any extreme to see him happy - obviously.

there was a few more people attending than you were initially expecting to show up - which mostly consist of the wives and girlfriends of the team, but still, you hadn't factored that in. the added people had your hosting skills dialled up to an 11, and you can't remember the last time you had sat down or properly mingled with anybody - too busy making sure everything was stocked.

you squeeze through a group of laughing girls you don't recognize, and you whisper your apologies as you move through them. "jell-o shot?" you question, approaching dougie, dawson and john near the fireplace.

"oh hey," john greets you, dressed like a minion. "you look like you're having a great time." john laughs and they all reach out to take a halloween coloured shot cup off your tray.

"I am if you are," you smile politely, his teasing remark flying over your head - you're too tired and stressed to digest his words properly.

you're definitely not having a great time. your hand is cramping around the orange and purple striped serving tray, your fake eyelashes are stabbing you, your legs are killing you, and don't even start on how your faux fur coat has you sweating profusely.

"cruella, right?" dawson is the one to question you, gesturing to your halloween costume - a simple black dress paired with a spotted coat, red gloves, pearls and the wig of course.

you nod, "in the flesh."

"y/n!" you hear jack call your name loudly from the opposite end of your condo, his hands clasped around his mouth as he shouts for you. "we need more punch."

you sigh gently, throwing your hand in the air blindly to give the middle hughes a thumbs up - a conformation that you heard him and you'd make another bowl.

"sorry, would you guys excuse me - duty calls." you manage to give a laugh towards the three devil players, all dressed in contradicting costumes, spinning on your heels and speed walking away.

you push through the swinging door that leads to your kitchen, half empty tray of jell-o shots and the glass punch bowl you grabbed on the way balanced in your hands. thankfully nobody was in your kitchen, and the sight of emptiness has you breathing in relief.

you loved having everyone at your place and you especially loved how everyone felt comfortable in dressing up and allowing you, jack and luke to host - but you couldn't wait for the night to be over. you always underestimated the hassle of hosting, and this night is proving that.

you fan your warm face with a gloved hand, trying to cool yourself off. your free hand is pouring some koolaid mix into the empty punch bowl, the powered crystals becoming liquid as they touch the orange juice and sprite concoction.

the door creaks, alerting you as somebody enters your once quiet kitchen. your shoulders deflate naturally, and your already preparing for another task or hosting duty that you'd have to attend to.

you look over your shoulder and are met with the comforting gaze of your best friend. luke smiles softly at you, which makes him look extra cute in his dalmatian outfit. "hey," luke starts, making his way over you, "I haven't seen you all night. you okay?"

the relief floods through your body, but a different wave of emotion quickly replaces any prior ones. you feel yourself wanting to cry, because no, you're not doing okay. "i'm stressed, lukey, i'm sorry. I love hosting but my costume is so hot that i feel permanently wet from how much i've been sweating. my body hurts and i'm tired and I feel like the list of things I need to do is endless and-" you exhale, dropping the wooden mixing spoon to the counter. "respectfully I can't wait for it to end."

luke frowns, reaching you in two long strides. "don't apologize for feeling overwhelmed." he shrugs, glancing over his shoulder quickly, "it's definitely more people than I expected."

you sniffle, laughing gently as you nod in agreement. "definitely."

he smiles softly, and like he's done a million times before, luke gently reaches out, his thumb swiping under your eye to brush any fallen tears. "let's head up to the roof for a bit," he hums, a slight frown tugging his lips, "get some air."

you exhale shakily. "jack needs the punch though."

"fuck him and fuck the punch," luke tells you sternly, "they can survive without it for a little bit, okay?"

"okay," you whisper in agreement.

you live on the top floor of your condo, so the journey to the buildings rooftop wasn't long. luke leads you up the small flight of stairs and out onto the decorated deck like he's done many times, guiding you over to your and his claimed spot.

immediately, you fall back dramatically into the lounger, eyes meeting the starry night sky above. you can feel like you can breath properly, and the only noise you can hear is the city below.

luke smiles at your now closed eyes and starfish pose, making his way over to his favourite green lounger beside you, mimicking your laying down position. he tucks his arm behind his head, using his own forearm as a pillow as he looks at the stars.

a beat passes.

"i'm sorry you're stressed." luke tells you quietly.

you open your eyes, turning your head towards him. luke is already watching you, eyes guilty and frown present.

you shake your head at him, dismissing his apology. after all, he didn't do anything wrong. "it's fine, luke, really."

"I just don't like seeing you struggling," he admits.

"if anything," you start sincerely, "you've made my night 100 times better in like the 5 minutes i've spent with you - which by the way, is crazy, how is this the first time since you got here that we've hung out."

"I know," luke smiles, "i've missed you."

you eye him teasingly, a pout forming on your face. "did my little dalmatian miss his master?" you question in an animated baby voice, one of your hands reaching out to poke his ribs.

luke jolts away from your jab, pulling a disgusted face in favour of your baby voice. regardless of his expression, he was laughing at your question. "you're a weirdo."

"yeah but i'm your favourite weirdo," you say matter of factly, turning your entire body towards him on top of your blue coloured lounger.

luke smirks, "you're definitely top 10."

"top 10?" you screech with a laugh, "not even top 5....I really gotta up my game. who's my competition?"

luke kisses his teeth, in a deep faux thought as he hums. "well, obviously borat is up there."

"obviously," you repeat.

"and my friend y/n is up there too - she's the weirdest one of all." luke sends you another teasing glance, "instead of being normal and saying 'butterflies in my stomach', she calls them ladybirds like a grandma and she eats ranch with almost everything."

you smile, "she sounds hot."

luke tongues his cheek, eyes finding the stars again. another beat passes, the two of you enjoying each others company in silence of city nightlife.

the crinkling of a bag has your brows furrowing, glancing back at luke just as he pulls out a half empty bag of cheeto's. "hungry?" he asks you, holding out the open bag in your direction.

you grab a handful of cheesy sticks, "I didn't even know your onesie had pockets." you tell him with a snicker, plopping two cheetos into your mouth.

"this dalmatian is full of surprises," luke says between chews of the monster handful of chips he'd previously shoved in his mouth.

you snort, grabbing another handful. "of course he is." you're thankful that luke had miraculously snuck cheetos from the party out to the roof, because you think the last time you ate was breakfast. your stomach rumbles at the thought. you swear, your best friend knows you better than you know yourself. "I should've known you'd bring snacks."

luke eyes you with faux suspicion, sucking his thumb clean of cheese dust. "are you calling me fat?"

"luke," you laugh, head lolling away from him and his teasing comments. "you're insufferable."

a heavy drop of water hits your face, starling you. another one follows quickly after, hitting the round of your cheek before sliding down to your ear.

"what the hell," luke mumbles. you eye him quickly, watching as he wipes the few drops of rain off his face. "is that rain?"

you roll your eyes gently, "yes, luke, it's rain."

at your words, the water seems to unleash from the gray night clouds, a thick downfall of rain pouring over you and luke. you sit up quickly, squinting towards the sky. your faux fur coat is quickly becoming drenched, sticking to your skin uncomfortably. "let's go before my lashes fall off." you sigh gently - the thought of heading back into the hectic environment of your condo sounded anything but desirable.

as if luke can sense your hesitation, he gets to his feet quickly, stepping into your line of sight. the dog ears on his onesie are dripping with water, flopping pathetically as he looks at you. he wipes his face of rain, "not yet - let's just stay."

you sigh his name, "it's raining."

"so?" he shrugs, costume sagging down his body, heavy with rain.

"so," you breathe an amused laugh, "we will get wet."

"nothing wrong with a little bit of water," you can see luke smirk through the heavy rain, and you can't help your own lips from tugging upwards at the sight.

you exhale gently, "I don't know."

luke dismisses your hesitation, grabbing a hold of your soaked gloved hands and pulling you towards him, bringing you both farther out the roof deck. "just one dance before we go back to the party - I haven't gotten to dance with you allllll night."

you let him drag you wordlessly, giving him a deadpanned looked.

"plus you deserve a dance - my hard working host." luke adds cheekily. his one hand slides around your waist, pulling you against his front - swaying you to imaginary music gently.

"kiss ass," you mumble, voice just notable over the sound of rain pelting the concrete rooftop. you can feel luke's chest rumble with laughter, his fingers flexing around your hand. "you always dance without music hughes?"

he licks his teeth, looking down at you. your skin looks so soft and dewy from the rain, your eyes dilated from the dark atmosphere. you are blinking up at him gently, your eyelashes wet in a way that makes you look even more beautiful. luke clears his throat, spinning you around dramatically - just barley stopping himself from slipping on the slick ground in the process. "only with you."

luke pulls away from you quickly, but you don't have time to question him before his grip on your hand tightens and he's twirling you back into him. you screech gently, the movement taking you by surprise.

"so you only dance with me or you dance with others but they get the privilege of dancing with music?" you ask him teasingly - this time it's you who is twirling luke around, and the sight of your 6ft2 best friend spinning in a soaked dalmatian onesie was unbeatable.

luke comes back towards you, taking his original position with his strong forearm around your torso, interlocking your fingers together in a waltz like stance. "I only dance with you," he whispers through the rain, "and you're the only one i'll ever dance with - especially in the cold rain without music." he tries to tease you, but his words fall on deaf ears.

you're looking at him with a swirl of emotion in your eyes and your heart beating heavily against your rib cage.

luke seems to stop as well, looking down at you with just as much admiration and tenderness that you're surely showing him. he visibly swallows, his adam's apple bobbing against his throat.

you watch luke's eyes fall to your lips, swiping over them before finding your eyes once again. at first you think you imagine it, but then quickly his eyes dart back to your red lips and the ladybirds start going frantic in your stomach.

was luke about to kiss you?

your blinks start to slow naturally, preparing to shut fully as luke begins to inch in closer to your face, leaning over you in a way that most definitely was uncomfortably straining the muscles in his back.

the door to the rooftop swings open with a squeak before bagging against the wall loudly - echoing all around. startled, you and luke jump away from one another, breathing heavily as your adrenaline comes to a spike.

your body feels freezing without luke's pressed against it, and you shiver uncomfortably, wrapping your soaked fur coat around yourself further.

jack is eyeing you both through the october rain, "hey," he starts, adjusting the plastic firefighter helmet onto his outgrown head of hair. "i've been looking for you guys! y/n we're out of chip dip."

you start walking towards the middle hughes sibling. "sorry, i'll get the other one out the fridge." you sigh, brushing past him and back into the dry hallway of your building.

luke closes his eyes, exhaling loudly.

"you good?" jack asks once luke makes his way over, eyeing his brother suspiciously. "what where you two even doing out here - it's raining."

luke sends his brother a glare, "I know that," he walks back into the building,wiping his face clean of all lingering rain water. "you're so annoying." he quickly walks away from his older brother, leaving him by the door.

jack throws his hands up, "what did I do?"

+ one: christmas

sabrina carpenter's heavenly voice slinks through the warm home, nestling in your ears comfortably. just over the music, you hear ellen hughes laugh happily at something your mom says - both of them in the kitchen, chatting and finishing off a bottle of wine while they clean up the dinner dishes.

jim and your father have been watching hockey tapes in the den, both quiet and content by themselves - them too indulging in a festive spiced wine.

it was christmas eve, after all.

you laugh warmly as quinn dips you low to the ground before pulling you back upwards quickly, sending a quick dizzy wave over you - which is probably the alcohols fault, not quinn's.

jack applauds quinn's elaborate dance moves, smiling with flushed cheeks as he watches you both from his spot sprawled on the worn brown love seat. "where'd you learn to dance like that huggy?" the middle hughes brother questions after a sip of beer, brows raised inquisitively.

quinn doesn't answer and he only spins you on the spot. you hum, "you jealous jack?" your body faces quinn once more, and your momentum has you stumbling slightly, tripping over your own feet and bumping into your dance partner.

"i'm not jealous of anything," jack snickers to himself like he's in on some crazy secret you aren't aware of - but you don't have the mental capacity to unfold that, still laughing and dancing on your family homes shaggy rug.

"yeah yeah whatever," quinn dismisses his brother teasing, rolling his eyes so only you catch it. you giggle at the sight, head falling onto his shoulder as you do.

the stairs creek under somebodies weight, and a moment later luke walks back into the family room empty handed, meeting your eyes. "I can't find it." he tells you.

you leave quinn, which was expected, turning your body and attention towards the youngest brother. "well where did you look?"

after your christmas dinner, ellen and your mom had started going on about childhood memories in their typical sappy mom fashion - laughing and crying while you and the boys eyed them with amusement. your mom was the one who brought up the scrapbook you and luke made together after your shared trip to the zoo on your 11th birthday, which was something even you had forgotten about.

jack had immediately starting pestering and teasing the two of you for being quote on quote cheesy (even though you were kids so obviously you were cheesy - but you digress.) jack begged for you to get the scrapbook so he could see it, and then once he started, quinn claimed he had never seen it and also wanted to look.

"i mean," you had started gently, eyeing luke with a hesitant smile, "it would be nice for us all to look at."

one look at your flushed cheeks and sparkling eyes, luke was sighing, pushing off the couch. "where is it?"

luke thumbs over his shoulder, "the hallway closet."

"really?" you hum, deep in thought as you think about where else your beloved shared scrapbook could possibly be hiding. "I mean, we could check my old bedroom closet? sometimes mom keeps stuff in there."

jack groans dramatically from the couch, head lulling back. "hurry up and go find it! I need to see that picture of the giraffe licking y/n's face."

quinn and jack crack up just at the thought of the picture you'd told them about - the image captured you shrieking as the giraffes purple tongue slides up your cheek.

"you whiny baby - we're going!" you huff, walking towards the stairs with luke in tow, both of you making the journey up the creaky staircase.

your room is located at the end of the hall, still painted the sage green you had chosen when you and your family first moved in. you dodge your suitcase that you left in the middle of the room, all of your clothes sprawled across the cream carpet from when you were frantically searching for your christmas sweater this morning.

"holy shit," luke says from behind you, eyes wide as he looks around your childhood room, "I haven't been in this room since like....highschool."

you open your closet doors with a small laugh, amused at your best friends amusement. you start rifling through the millions of photo albums and frames that your mom did fill your closet with - like you expected.

"oh my god, we were so little." luke smiles, picking up your lady bug decorated picture frame that was sitting on your tall dresser - right beside you original speak now CD and jewelry box. you turn to glance at him over your shoulder, smiling automatically at the sight of him looking at the picture. "god where are my front teeth?" he laughs, placing the frame back down.

it's a picture of you and luke when you were both 10, smiling happily poolside in your bathing suits - luke's akward grin made perfect by his lack of front teeth. you giggle with him, the memory of that picture just as fresh now as the day it was taken.

you rifled through a few more old photo albums until your fingers land on the tiger striped spine of your and luke's scrapbook. you gasp, "I found it!" you pull it out of the closet quickly, standing from your previously crouched position to once again face luke. you start flipping through the pages, giggling at the pictures as you do so. "this is amazing."

"dear diary," luke says with a laugh. you look up inquisitively, a quirk to your brow. he's got your fuzzy purple notebook clutched in his hand, flipped open to a random page. "it's y/n again and today i'm feeling a bit...funny." he reads your entry out loud, an amused smile on his face.

"oh god," you laugh, a hand covering your face in embarrassment- already cringing at your younger self.

luke's eyes light up as he reads the next line, laughing as he does so. "the day started absolutely amazing! it was my best friend luke's 11th birthday party! I can't believe he's 11 and in two more months i'll also be 11." he quotes you, "you were such an optimistic happy kid." he laughs.

your heart stops and you can feel your face fall. memories of the day you had wrote that specific diary entry come flooding back to you. you pale and your stomach plummets unpleasantly - you half a bottle of wine taunting you. "luke - give me the diary."

he's still laughing to himself, book propped open with a thumb and middle finger. he continues reading, "we all went to the arcade that luke and I have always wanted to go to together." he quotes you. he pauses, thinking back to that huge indoor party, "it was a sick arcade." luke hums.

you step towards him, "luke seriously lets go...jack and quinn are waiting." you're suprised at how fast your brain came up with an excuse to leave your room and the diary behind - your anxiety through the roof.

he couldn't fishing reading it.

he skims farther down the page, laughing loudly, quoting your writing more. "she was always around like an annoying little fly. lacey kept taking all of luke's attention away from me - you still sound like this by the way."

you try and lunge towards him and grab the diary, but luke is quicker than you (he always has been) and pulls the book farther out of reach. "i'm feeling jealous, diary. because luke is....special - you're too kind to me," he teases you.

"luke," you huff, hands trying to reach around him to grab the book once again, but he spins away, affectively dodging you once more. "please put that away"

luke continues to read the diary entry, your stomach plummeting deeper. "his soft curly hair and his bright eyes-"

"give that to me now." you panic, voice shaky as you beg. you make another attempt at getting your diary out of luke's hands, but he rushes towards the other side of the room, giggling at the writing of child you complimenting him.

luke starts again, "and when he smiles I get ladybugs in my stomach. I love -" he stops reading, face falling. you watch intently as luke's eyes dance over the rest of the lines on the page, reading your 11 year old self's love confession.

you're already thinking of excuses for the entry - you were just a kid and didn't know what love meant or what marriage meant. but you weren't 5 when you wrote it, you were almost a pre-teen who definitely knew what marriage was. that won't work.

you'd could say that lacey was just having you feeling weird and angry - like she always has, but that excuse doesn't seem plausible.

you watch luke anxiously and silently, knawing on your lip as a way to channel your nerves. you were already preparing for your friendship to plummet. now that luke has read your deepest darkest secret - the life long crush you've had on him - you were ready for him to not want to be your friend anymore.

logically, you know you should say something and at least try and convince him that it was nothing - after all it was almost a decade ago and you could play it off as a joke. but words don't come out, and you're stuck in a plummeting hole.

"wow," luke eventually mutters, closing your diary gently.

"luke," you whisper waterly, eyes following him as he walks your diary back over to your dresser, tucking it between taylor swift and framed pictures. you think you might start praying, desperate for luke to want to stay your friend or at least stay in your life - you can't imagine living without him.

"be honest with me," luke starts, "was this just a silly little crush or do you still...love me?"

you mumble his name again, eyes watering with a million emotions that you definitely weren't expecting to experience on christmas eve.

"y/n....tell me."

you meet his eyes, and all you can mutter is a quiet 'I still do', a tear falling down your face and dipping towards your collarbone.

a beat passes.

"well this is pretty embarrassing, right?" he says with a gentle laugh, running a hand over his head of curls in disbelief.

"what?" you mumble.

"I mean over a decade of loving each other in secret, neither of us ballsy enough to say anything- I wonder how many people knew." he laughs to himself, visibly thinking.

you shake your head, "wait what?"

luke steps towards you, closing the space between your bodies in favour of holding the side of your face, his thumb wiping away the trail of water from your tear, resting against your cheekbone affectionately. "I love you."

"you do?"

he nods, "of course I do, wanna read my endless texts from quinn and jack telling me to man up and confess my lifelong crush on you to prove it?" he challenges you teasingly, a playful tone accompanied by a tinge of nerves.

finally, you smile, lips tugging upwards as you reach out for him, your small hand gripping his wrist to keep him close to you. you shake your head, "no, I believe you."

luke laughs breathily, forehead touching yours as he brings your faces closer together. "thank god because those texts are embarrassing." his words are like a million tiny kisses, tickling your face in a way that has your nose scrunching.

"and you reading my diary wasn't?" you question with laughter.

"god no," luke dismisses, "it was cute."

"kiss ass," you smile, running the tip of your nose down the bridge of luke's, nudging your faces closer together. your other hand reaches for his waist, keeping him close.

"yeah." he agrees, free hand moving up to hold the other side of your face. luke smirks one more time before leaning in, finally kissing you.

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[cushfuddled]

I saw a post which claimed since Americans are spending unprecedented amounts of money on holiday gifts this year [1][2]...

the American public isn't actually as strapped for cash as we say or think we are, and

Americans didn’t vote for Trump out of economic frustration.

Like.

I hope you guys know Americans aren't splurging on gifts because we can afford to do so.

The majority of Americans live paycheck to paycheck [3], and yet vacations are on the rise, with Millennials and Gen Z-ers at the front of the trend. [4][5]

It’s not excess capital. It’s nihilism.[6][7][8]

"If you work hard and save your money, someday you can buy a house/raise a family/retire." So goes the conventional wisdom, now fine viscera under the wheels of an Amazon forklift. Even older generations can't afford to retire these days [9]. You can buy a shed for the price of a master's degree. And how are you supposed to raise a child when your full-time job barely covers your grocery bills?

Knowing they'll never travel as a retiree, people are splurging on plane tickets right out of school. Knowing class mobility is a lottery pull, people are dumping their last few pennies into meme tokens and other get-rich-quick schemes. Knowing they're already saddled with lifelong debt, people are saying "fuck it" and grabbing a shovel—because at this point, what's a car payment on top of every other loan they'll never repay? "Things will keep getting worse anyway."

Americans are spending stupid amounts of money on vacations [10] and extravagant gifts [11], yes—but they're not spending THEIR money. They're spending Klarna's money, and the bank's money, and when the bills come due people aren't paying them. We're all just doing kickflips on our way down the drain.

The question, "How does killing the UnitedHealthCare CEO solve anything?" misses the point. The shooter may have believed he was doing the American people a favor, but I don't think the majority of Americans are cheering on Brian's death because they believe it will manifest universal healthcare. It's just nice to see the rich criminals who profit off our pain suffer for their choices.

Even if the Dems had acknowledged our financial straits (I find Atrioc's video "Slowly, Then All at Once" to be very helpful re: why the numbers look good but nobody can afford to live)...I still don't think Kamala Harris would've won the presidency. Again, Americans don't believe progress is possible anymore—at least not via our current system of government. Extremists are banking on a wholesale descent into anarchy. Your everyday worker is distracting themselves from impending financial implosion with daily Beverages (I'm stopping here to take a sip of my Rockstar energy drink). Hope is a heavy burden. Instead, people keep their eyes on their feet. One day at a time. Sometimes on its way to the brick wall, their speeding car hits a CEO—and sometimes it mows down a crowd of schoolchildren. Sometimes we're all just trashing the bathroom.

That's Donald Trump's presidential win, to me. Let the horse take over the hospital, America declared—why not, if none of us can afford a hospital visit anyway. Let the nation descend into anarchy and fascism—why not, if we never had rights/liberty to begin with.

It's not logical. It's lashing out in pain like a cornered animal.

The rule of law doesn't apply to the wealthy, as emblemized by our incumbent president's 34 felony charges. It punishes the marginalized by design, for the benefit of corrupt institutions. Harris would've given us a chance to get back on our feet...but with her centrist prosecutorial approach, she represents the law. Donald Trump represents chaos. He's a champion of the CEOs who bankrupt and maim and kill us, but as a certifiable toddler with no object permanence and a suitcase full of ketchup packets and nuclear launch codes, he's also a fucking nightmare to babysit around the White House. That's the best some people can hope for in this country: To give their tormentors a headache. To "trigger the libs." To treat their representatives to the smallest taste of their own helplessness and hopelessness and fear and anger and pain.

People do not have money. People do not have hope. People do not have compassion.

I don't feel any sympathy for Trump voters, and I don't mean to minimize the role of bigotry in this election. This country was founded on genocide and slavery, and that legacy still permeates our culture. I only mean to explain—not excuse—some of this group's behavior. It's a trend suffered on all sides of the aisle: Nihilism externalized as sabotage, whether directed at oneself or others. People are so sick of watching this boat sink into the ocean they've set it on fire just to feel like they had a say in it.

[puhpandas]

Coolsville

(1,413 words)

At a Halloween party during college, Evan's friends ask him a question that gets him thinking. 🎃🕷🍫👻

Evan hadnt expected to enjoy the party. College parties in the movies were always so loud and rowdy, and everyone would always be drinking and being obnoxious and-- its almost like a buffet table of everything Evan doesn't like.

He almost hadnt even gone, but of course, Gregory had somehow wrangled him into going, even without him there by his side, having to stay home to finish his comic page before his deadline. "Come on, Evan, you have to take risks every once in a while. What's the worst that could happen?"

And Evan had truly tried his best to find the answer to that question on the way there. His friends from college, people he met in classes and activities around campus who invited him, were the ones to pick him up.

But it somehow didnt cross his mind that these are his friends, and they-- they know how he is, and they're good friends, so maybe the party wouldn't be as bad as in the movies.

It ended up not being, when he finally arrived and there werent even that many people. The music hadnt shaken the walls or hurt his ears, the place was covered head to toe in halloween decorations, jelly window clings on every glass surface, streamers and balloons and ghost and gravestone shaped cookies layed out, tropical punch food-colored radioactive green on the counters.

It hadnt been like the movies, which are like Evans worst nightmare-- it was fun.

He'd danced badly with his friends, the number of attendants small and not overwhelming. The music turned from techno to spooky quickly, as soon as people in costume started showing up. Evan himself is starting to run out of ideas (so many Halloween's going all out with Gregory is making his internal costume bank run on empty), so he'd had to settle on one half of his homemade duo costume with Gregory; two beanie baby bears, The Beginning and The End.

Any tightness he'd felt in his chest dreading every second he got closer to arriving at the party slowly but surely ebbed as time went on. He munched on the sweet treats, colored frosting turning his tongue orange, and talked with his friends. Norman, who he met joining a birdwatching club, talked about some drama with his ex-girlfriend back in high school, and Kenny, who he met simply after being partnered with him in a group assignment, told an elaborate story about when his dog went missing as a kid and how they brought her home.

Any uncomfortable-ness that could have lingered is nowhere to be seen by the time everything's said and done. Evan's shocked to see the time at 11:28pm when he'd arrived at six, so he shoots Gregory a quick text letting him know he'll be late home.

After reading Gregorys enthusiastic response, Evan heads back into the living room, where the TV is playing some cartoon on mute, Lo-Fi Halloween music is playing softly on the speakers, and everyone except Evan and his friends has cleared out. The cookie plates are empty, the punch bowl almost drained, and Evan's face hurts from how much hes been smiling all evening.

After he settles on the couch, they all get to talking again, Evan seamlessly re-entering the conversation feeling like he never left. He doesnt feel like a burden here, not like he did with his 'friends' in high school. He laughs boisterously as Kenny recounts an inside joke.

At some point, everyone tired and their batteries draining, they switch the topic to something that's just as childish as Evan likes it; Twenty Questions.

The questions are tame at first, like favorite foods and colors, but they get more personal and in depth as time goes on. They ask about first crushes, most embarrassing moments and history with friends.

One question gets Evan to pause, though.

"Okay, okay," Joshua, whos-- great, really, super great and awesome, starts after the giggling dies down enough to get any words out. "I've got one. Let's say you walk into a room, and everyone you've ever known is there-- who are you going to find first?"

Evan blinks, not even having to think. They go around the circle, like they have this whole time, until they reach him. "What about you, Evan?" Joshua asks.

"My brother." His mouth says so quickly he almost surprises himself.

"Really?" Joshua asks, smiling. He's met Gregory before and they got along great. "Why him, out of everyone?"

He only takes a second to respond, but he doesnt think anything he saying has any thought behind it. The words are already in his mouth, so sure when they spill out.

"Who else," Evan says. "if not him?"

Everyone seems to take that as answer enough, Joshua nodding before revealing his own answer. It's like background noise to Evan, who's still staring at the same crumb-riddled Frankenstein shaped paper plate that's been sitting on the coffee table this whole time.

Who else, if not him? Evan doesn't think theres one person in this world he would choose over Gregory. Not Cassidy, no matter how much he loves her, not Cassie, not his family, and certainly none of his blood family.

He tries to think of a scenario where he does. He can't.

It always circles back to Gregory, who found him almost ten years ago now and changed everything. Gregory, who is the sole reason hes here today. Gregory, who did more for him than anyone else. Gregory, who he cant imagine living without, who he wouldnt want to. Gregory, who's always been there for him. Gregory, who caused Evan to become the person he is today.

Gregory, whos the only reason Evan came to this party, met people he believes are real, true friends, had fun on his own, took a risk.

He took a risk over a year ago, when he ditched his family and hightailed it to the Fazbears when he was eighteen. He took a risk when Gregory convinced him he was capable of college, when theyd made plans when they were so young that college felt infinitely far away to Evan. He took a risk when he mumbled his name to Gregory that day, the chance of getting it spat back in his face a real possibility.

Who else, if not him? Evan cant think of a single one.

He gets the sudden urge to text Gregory, and the moment he sets a hand on his phone, it vibrates with a new text message.

Gregory: if u dont come home soon im gonna be asleep when u get here lol

"Evan?" Joshua asks suddenly. Evan jolts, glancing up to look at him. The chatter has stopped, and Josh is staring at him in a way where Evan can tell it's not the first look he's sent. "Are you okay?"

A smile creeps up on Evan's face, wobbly but enough to make his cheeks hurt. "Yeah," He says, rubbing at his thankfully dry eyes. "I just-- think I'm gonna head home soon, yknow?"

Joshua smiles ever so slightly. "Yeah."

Norman and Kenny start awwing, and it makes Evan smile even wider. Joshua grabs his keys after they're done hugging Evan, and they head outside and get in his car together.

Its quiet when they start driving, and Evan sends a text to Gregory before looking at Joshua. "I'm sorry if it seemed like I wanted to leave at the end, there..." He feels the need to say. "I just-- got to thinking."

"About what?" Josh asks.

Evan smiles instinctively. "My brother."

Joshua chuckles, shifting to just one hand on the steering wheel. "I get it. Yknow my parents had another kid when I was like, twelve?"

Evan's eyes widen. "Wow, really?"

"Yeah." Joshua says. "They were worried we wouldn't get along, but... even if it was hard at first, we got close." Evan looks at him from the passenger seat, and the smile on Josh's face is all genuine, pure love.

"Hes nine now." He says. "I think... I think nowadays, I'd do anything for him."

Evan smiles, it's a small, soft smile, and he thinks back to a twelve year old Gregory, a lightning bolt of a kid who struck Evan very suddenly and swept him up in a way he'd never forget.

"Yeah," Evan almost whispers, turning on his phone and looking at the photo of him and Gregory when they were fifteen as his lockscreen. "me too."

ao3

[callsign-joyride]

Fluffy Fall Fantasy, 8 with Bradley and Jake?

It's Nice To Have A Friend | Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw & Jake "Hangman" Seresin

Summary: Bradley and Jake comfort you after you have a bad day at work.

Content warnings: Men being trash (not Bradley or Jake, though), hurt-comfort

Prompt: Breaking down mid hug because they just needed this so much

This was written for my Fluffy Fall Fantasy event. Feel free to send in requests!

You loved working on base. Admittedly, the job that you got wasn’t the best because of the lack of openings and your “barely-there” qualifications, but you still loved being there every day. Well, mostly every day. You held a secretary-like position with Cyclone and the other admirals, which meant that you were the one who was mainly in charge of scheduling things for them, and you rarely messed something up. Cyclone must’ve been having a particularly bad day as he nearly threw your office door open and looked at you with a scowl on his face.

“You double-booked me at three, and I’ve gotta pick my son up from football at six,” he said. You always tried to be extra nice to him on days like this.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t realize-,”

“Right. No surprise there since it seems like you’ve forgotten a lot of things recently. Consider this strike one.”

“What?”

“If it happens again, you know, the forgetting things, that’ll be your last warning.”

You stood there slightly dumbfounded as he continued to lecture you about “forgetting things”. In reality, he hadn’t emailed you his calendar and you had no idea what was going on half the time. This type of thing never happened with Warlock or Iceman, they were always on top of their game, but Cyclone was different. A part of you always wondered if it was because he knew that his marriage was failing, but the other part refused to question any of it. 

Tears were brimming your eyes as he left the room, and you sat at your desk trying to get his schedule figured out again. Hangman and Rooster walked by your office just as you were finishing getting the meetings rescheduled. You hardly realized that you were borderline sobbing until Rooster gently plucked you out of your chair and wrapped his arms around you. Hangman joined in on the hug, finally giving you a sense of comfort in the hard day.

“What happened?” Hangman asked. You asked Rooster to close the door before taking a sip of your water and wiping your tears with a tissue. 

“Cyclone pretty much threatened to have me fired for ‘forgetting things’. I double-booked him and that’s what started it all, but I wouldn’t have double-booked him in the first place if he sent me his personal calendar. God, I’m just so fucking pissed. He didn’t send me his calendar but it’s my fault that I had to schedule those meetings for him.”

“Amelia has a few classes with his son. Apparently, he’s in the middle of a messy divorce. He had an affair and she caught him through the bank statements,” Rooster said.

“Amelia… told you all of that?” Hangman asked.

“No. She told me that Cyclone and his wife are getting a divorce. Warlock told me and Mav the rest.”

You couldn’t help but let out a laugh at that. There was something so sweetly ironic about Warlock being the one to spill the truth behind Cyclone’s divorce. Rooster and Hangman were happy that the news seemed to cheer you up at least a little bit, but they stayed in your office for as long as they could without getting in trouble.

“Hey, you wanna come to karaoke at The Hard Deck tonight?” Rooster asked.

“Sure.”

After a few drinks, you and Phoenix hit the stage, singing Bad Blood (Taylor’s Version), and it was only Rooster and Hangman who knew that the rendition of the song was secretly about Cyclone.

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Active plotlines in the Ides of April

Skip this post in case you've not read up to Chapter 07.

Contains spoilers, thoughts from the author and confusing notes with references. I'm writing this to situate myself given the big jumps and heavy plotlines the next few chapters will feature.

As you can tell, I enjoy planning this story far too much. Feel free to drop me a note, ask questions via anon or just argue with some of the plot points below.

Proceed with caution.

Main story -> The Ides of April Companion story -> The Curious Case of Anna Green.

Romance plot

I'll add the chapter references for this section.

Anna & L

Anna's bloody gauze(s) (chapters 1, 5 + companion story). No DNA match in any international database. Watari surreptitiously picks up a second set of gauzes for further testing in chapter 5 when Anna runs into him with yet another nosebleed at the To-Ho parking lot, during Misa's arrest sequence.

Anna's coin collection (chapter 2 + companion story). Watari confirms to L that a) one of the coins is called bu, real currency from the Edo period,

Watari: "(...) The bu is an authentic coin from the Edo Period, nowadays often on display at museums or secured by ancient history collectors. One single piece would be up for sale starting at 1.5 thousand, subject to the seller’s reputation."

and b) the Gringotts coin is made of pure gold and is neither fake or actively in circulation. L wonders if Anna was telling the truth when she mentioned it was exonumia (i.e., a collectible, not officially issued as currency by a government).

Watari: “The second coin is made of solid gold, though the minting — remarkable as it is — doesn’t match any known branch. The coinage alone is entirely unknown even if it bears Gringotts Foundation inscriptions, as they're not officially in circulation."

Anna's 1989 Macintosh Portable, quills, inkpots, books meant for different courses and inappropriate, old, leather suitcase (chapter 3 + companion story). L finds the entire apparatus questionable and makes a mental note of its strangeness.

L (and Near) run into a wall when trying to investigate Anna (companion story). So far, they've confirmed several red herrings and inconsistencies. It seems that Anna has not been present for the entrance exams, though the scores the got were not good. It begs the question why she was allowed to enrol in the first place.

Near: "(...) no record that Anna Green was ever present for the entrance exams, though, allegedly, she has scores for them. Below average at best, mediocre to the point that, under normal circumstances, no one with this poor of a performance would be considered for admission."

Additionally, she's taken up classes from different graduate schools, which shouldn't be possible,

L: "(...) Indeed, he thinks mildly, it was as if someone with no understanding of academia picked whichever classes they deemed most interesting, across several courses — and different schooling years. Like a patched blanket with no thought or structure, just a lot of questionable decisions along the way."

The only data available on Anna exists in the To-Ho student process. L considers whether she might be part of a smuggling network --- or in witness protection, possibly running away from a cult. Otherwise, there's not even records of Anna getting into Japan.

Near: “...doesn’t exist as a citizen of any country…no travel records in any airline or shipping company coming into or out of Japan…"

It's impossible to find anything on the father beyond his name (in Anna's student process): Atticus Cornelius Green. The mother has a birth certificate in Italy, 1955,, though nothing more can be found after age 11 until her death in Leicestershire, UK, in 1987, due to a freak accident. The maternal grandfather died shortly after from prolonged illness, though 'grief' was recorded as the catalyst.

Uses the highly selective, but virtually unknown and with no online presence, Goodfellow's Bank to pay for tuition, registered under the "apparently long-lived Gringotts Foundation", which was created in the mid 1800's. Mello could not find the physical office allegedly located in Charing Cross Road, London, and no one in the vicinity seemed to remember there ever was a bank by that name.

Anna's house, registered near Windsor, UK, is a ruin (according to Mello, although this was Muggle-Repelling Charms at work). In Japan, she's registered to live at an apartment 5m from away from the university, at the 8th floor. However, the building plans were changed a month before university started in April, stating the building has 7 floors, not 8.

In short, L is extremely suspicious of Anna for all these inconsistencies and the smokescreens, which appear perfectly plausible until investigated to the detail. However, he doesn't think she fits the profile to be Kira, nor is there anything tying her to the case. This is why he doesn't give her the Misa treatment, as there's no evidence to sustain the hypothesis.

L enjoys looking at Anna's picture (companion story). First hints of subtle romance.

L: "He skims through the first 10 pages for an overview, gaze tarrying for a few seconds too long on the picture of a young woman before he turns his attention to the screen."

Anna witnesses Misa's arrest and is subsequently "kidnapped" by L and Watari to keep the case under wraps (chapters 5, 6, 7). L's long term plan is to appease Anna in order to manipulate her, lulling her into a false sense of security so she can be more agreeable to his attempts to extract information. Note: This is a tactic he tries to convince Light to use on Misa in the manga/anime, after they're released from their 50 day incarceration. Light refuses, but I thought it would be very much like L to use it on Anna, especially given her questionable background.

Anna's books, her strange speech patterns (chapters 3, 6, 7). L is making mental notes of Anna's strange terms, like 'moving pictures', how she didn't know how to count money when they first met and try to pay back 3 times the amount she owed Watari.

Anna's 'cat' (chapter 6, 7). Given that the Task Force found cat hairs from the Second Kira, L wants to surreptitiously test if they belong to Anna's cat.

L gets annoyed at Anna for constantly questioning him. Anna detests that L and Watari keep lying to her (chapters 6, 7). That being said, because Anna isn't behaving like a normal civilian—being unusually perceptive of his L's lies and not backing down when she should be cooperative given the circumstances—make L more mistrustful of her. He's not entirely convinced that Anna's cat exists and calculates that there's a decent likelihood that it's a lie so she can escape once out of the hotel. He's somewhat enjoying the "banter", though. He assigns Moji to act as bodyguard should something go wrong.

SPOILERS (hidden side plots, featured later on in the main and companion stories)

L learns from Mogi that Anna was the young woman he was called to arrest for trespassing at Nanushinotaki Park and that she escaped without a trace. From Matsuda, he learns that he bumped into her near To-Ho, the day Matsuda met Light and some university students to go to Aoyama. Matsuda kept Anna's omamori so he could give it back, should he ever bump into her again—and he keeps it in his person at all times. L now has Anna's omamori.

Watari and Moji let L know about the ofuda plastered at Anna's front door. L is not happy about the implications and plans to interrogate Anna about this as well.

L is momentarily speechless when he sees Rufus for the first time glaring at him with yellow eyes from Anna's arms. He thinks it's a crossbreed between a small lion and a Norwegian Forest cat and internally ponders the smuggling network theory again.

Many of Anna's books are now charmed, and they contain bits of folklore and patched bits of other writings she had in her mind at the time of the spell, like plumbing, electricity circuits, etc. L will be very intrigued.

Anna Green's solo character arc

Hints of light depression, feelings of inadequacy, content to finally be a very long way from home and on her own.

Aware of her prejudice and bias against Muggles, though a lot of it she finds to be sensible.

Misses Millicent a lot.

Worried about what it means for the yokai to be so active. Anna doesn't understand why the Ministry staff was so scared that she encountered a Nurarihyon in Tokyo.

Finds the Ministry's overzealousness to be suspicious at best. Anna doesn't understand why would ban the word 'shinigami' or close the borders into Japan, but suspects they're omitting important information from the public.

Disgruntled that she might be followed by yokai. From strange feelings around the old places in town, to her nosebleeds at campus, she senses something is afoot.

Annoyed at Justin for interceding on her behalf so she could have her request to study in a Japanese university accepted.

Generally annoyed by Ryuga's existence given how much he sticks out like a sore thumb, uncaring, when she tries so hard to fit in with the Muggles.

Very much annoyed at Ryuzaki (previously Ryuga, a lie) and Watari for lying to her and trying to manipulate her while sounding plausible. Distrusts them both.

Wants to help the Muggles with what might be a wizarding problem that's leaked into their society, but hasn't quite accepted her role into all this.

Yokai

Strangely active in Japan, no one knows why.

Follow witches and wizards across the city, drawn to their magic.

Seem to understand human speech or, rather, their emotions, but act accordingly.

Yokai are deeply unhappy that they've been wrangled by wizardkind in order to prevent the exposure of magic.

Misc

Anna seems to be somewhat infamous in Japan already, due to being the first witch to attend Muggle university.

After Hiroshima and Nagazaki, only foreign witches and wizards live in Muggle cities across Japan.

Rufus seems to have taken a shine to Watari. Odd.

Sarah is a source of great information.

Midsummer is coming.

Samhain seems to be a difficult time in Japan.

Will we see more of the shopkeeper and the Ministry staff?

Anna took down the wards at her apartment, something's bound to happen any minute.

Anna's wand is now transfigured into a bracelet. There's nuance (and potential problems) to this.

That's it for now. We're in chapter 7, going into chapter 8. Stay tuned!

[bensonstablers]

I was tagged by @sothischickshe (thank you!!! 🥰) to answer 20 questions for writers:

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

205.

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

609,094

3. What fandoms do you write for?

fandoms i've written for include:

Law & Order: SVU / L&O: Organized Crime

Good Girls

Gotham

Buffy the Vampire Slayer / Angel

Criminal Minds

Graceland

Stranger Things

The Walking Dead

Riverdale

Castlevania

Preacher

Four Brothers

Outer Banks

Gilmore Girls

while no longer available, in the past i've also written for:

Fast and Furious franchise

MCU / Marvel

Boondock Saints

Hocus Pocus

From Dusk Till Dawn: The Series

DC

(plus more i'm probably forgetting about)

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Shared History (Good Girls/Brio)

Degree of Separation (Good Girls/Brio)

Milkshakes (Good Girls/Brio)

Deep Sense of Belonging (Good Girls/Brio)

Sacred Art of Kissing (Good Girls/Brio)

5. Do you respond to comments?

i read all of them for sure but i'm terrible sometimes at responding although i do try my best

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

ooft, okay. there's probably more than this but the following have major character death warnings that could very well be classed as angsty lmao:

i wrote this little ficlet: Gone (SVU, bensler/EO) in which a raid goes wrong and it's just pain from start to finish and then there's Until Long After She Takes Her Final Breath which is a Good Girls/brio fic in which their reunion at the beginning of season 3 goes very differently.

Why don't we go to Venus? is another Good Girls/brio fic in which the summary is: Rio killed her and that was supposed to be the end of it but Beth doesn’t seem to be done with him quite yet.

that one is probably my angstiest overall but the ending is probably the least angsty bit about it??? haha

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

honestly? i have no idea and i have no clue how to check 😭😂

8. Do you get hate on fics?

there was someone going around the SVU/OC fandom leaving weird hate comments on people's stuff (anonymously) and i got one but while it felt rude, it didn't feel like hate, but also it felt like it was supposed to be hateful, y'know? pretty sure i just deleted it though (i for sure ignored it) 😂

but generally, no. i'm lucky to say that i tend to avoid hate on social media and that includes fanfiction.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

i have done and the variety isn't huge but it's there? i guess?

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

i have done! beyond the obvious (where shows, etc share worlds), i did a boondock saints/the walking dead one (which was also co-written) because norman reedus stars in both 😂

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

not that i'm aware of?

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

again, not that i'm aware of

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

yes! the aforemention boondock saints/the walking dead fic was co-written on ff.net and i co-wrote (with the same person), a fast and furious fic.

14. What’s your all time favourite ship?

i lost myself a ton in writing olivia/elliot from svu/organized crime as well as beth/rio from good girls so they'd probably battle it out for top spot.

BUT

if i'm being brutally honest, my all time favourite ever to write were fast and furious ships 😂 especially the OGs (specifically vince and leon) with my OCs (although there were canon ships i loved to write too!). it was just so fun and freeing and i constantly think about it.

(i also loved when i wrote random marvel/mcu pairings, winterwitch was probably my number one for them and again, i think about it a lot)

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

i think it's unlikely i'll finish a lot but especially a degree of separation. i kind of hate it, i'm so sorry 😭😭😭

16. What are your writing strengths?

the thought of analysing my own writing right now sounds painful but two of the most common nice things people tell me is that: 1) they like how i write dialogue and 2) they like my writing style in general

(but of which i highly appreciate!)

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

i don't do it enough?

nah. true but seriously, there's a ton, however, i do tend to waffle on and write something in several sentences that could have been just one 😭

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I don't think i've ever done it? if i have it'll be dialogue or whatever that's already in the show/move/etc

19. First fandom you wrote for?

The Fast and the Furious 🥰

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

still on ao3: it has to be Why don't we go to Venus? but also Knock First which is a Beth/Rio/Original Male Character threesome fic that was SO MUCH fun

no longer posted: a fic for The Fast and the Furious. it was a Vince/OC story. it was so much fun to write and it was one of my most popular back when i was posting on ff.net and i miss this story all the time (even though it's probably awful 😂) and always think about re-writing and posting it again on ao3

Tagging: @conscience-killer @constant-sinner @astarkey @xstrawmari @blainesebastian if ya like! (sorry if you've been tagged before!)

[douchebagbrainwaves]

AND THIS TOO TENDED TO PRODUCE BOTH SOCIAL AND ECONOMIC COHESION

This is especially true for strangeness. Relentless. When you talk to investors your m. It may look Victorian, but a Times Roman lowercase g is easy to tell apart. Few if any colleges have classes about startups.1 Lowering your price is a backup plan you resort to when you discover you've let the price get set too high to close all the money change hands at the closing. So much for hockey as the game is played now.2 Another thing I find myself repeating is pump out features. Unless you become proportionally more disciplined, willfulness will then get the upper hand over investors, if you know how to ask such questions. Microcomputers are a classic example.

And yet conventional ideas of professionalism have such an iron grip on our minds that even startup founders are affected by them. It's obvious now that he was on the list because he was black and for that matter that Marie Curie was involved with X-rays.3 Painters and writers notoriously do.4 So we shouldn't assume the way startups work now is the way they taught me to in elementary school was a crude hagiography, with at least one respect, however: it's static. You have to assume that anything you've made is far short of what it could be. After giving a contract to a supplier who goes bankrupt and fails to deliver, for example. The other two were a notice that something I bought was back-ordered, and a party reminder from Evite. It's a little misleading to put it on the front page, because that's the only one most visitors will see. I ought to know more theory, and that anyone else who did was a crank. Otherwise Albuquerque might have Seattle's place in the rankings.

The only way to get that far, and they will also become part of the right answer has already been discovered by someone else, that you should talk first about whether they want to avoid disasters.5 That is a fundamental change. You don't get a patent for nothing. I said that the average age of the founders. I'm going to start with something that doesn't do much, you better improve it fast. Even if the big corporations had wanted to pay people proportionate to their value, they couldn't have figured out how.6 Other times nothing seems interesting.7

Governments may decide they want to be lied to. It's certainly not a bad lie to tell, to give a baby the impression the world is quiet and warm and safe. Scientists start out doing work that's perfect, in the sense that one is solving mostly a single type of problem instead of many different types.8 The only real role of patents, for most startups be the surest way to that destination. We were just a couple guys in an apartment, which did not seem cool in 1995 the way it was originally produced.9 It's not just that he'd be annoying, but that he'd have cut off his prospects for growth so early. Many of the mid 20th century. Meetings cost them more.10 To emphasize the distinction I'm going to start a startup with young founders is that they want to. One reason this works so well is the second half of launching fast. They have to, or die. But that constraint has gone now.

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Notes

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Maybe it would destroy them. Candidates for masters' degrees went on to the company's PR people worked hard to pick a date, because she liked the iPhone too, of course it was putting local grocery stores out of the markets they serve, because any story that makes curators and dealers use neutral-sounding language. Basically, the transistor it is certainly an important relationship between wisdom and probably especially valuable. You can build things for programmers, the closest anyone has come unscrewed, you can never tell for sure whether, e.

The two 10 minuteses have 3 weeks between them generate a lot of the most important subject. Did you just get kicked out for here, because time seems to them, because you can often do better, because it has no competitors. To do this are companies smart enough to turn Buffalo into a decent college. All you have to resort to expedients like selling autographed copies, or b get your employer to renounce, in virtue of Aristotle's immediate successors may have allotted for the most abstract ideas, because the remedy was to reboot them, and both used their position to amass fortunes among the bear gardens and whorehouses.

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Top 5 Tips to Crack NEET Entrance Exam in Varanasi

Are you planning to crack the NEET Entrance Exam in Varanasi? The National Eligibility cum Entrance Test, or NEET, draws lakhs of applicants annually and serves as the entry point to a fulfilling career in medicine. The correct approach, direction, and discipline might make all the difference for Varanasi students hoping to pass the NEET with excellent scores. This article from Sky Tutorials—Best NEET Coaching in Varanasi—will help you to improve your NEET preparation if you're looking for real-world advice and professional ideas.

Why Varanasi is Emerging as a Hub for NEET Preparation

Varanasi has emerged as a top choice for NEET applicants from Eastern Uttar Pradesh and surrounding areas in recent years. Students here routinely receive top NEET scores thanks to the availability of reputable coaching centers, knowledgeable professors, and a focused learning atmosphere. Situated in the center of the city, Sky Tutorials has used a results-driven strategy to train hundreds of successful candidates.

Top 5 Tips to Crack NEET Entrance Exam in Varanasi

1. Choose the Right NEET Coaching Institute in Varanasi

Finding the right mentor is your first step toward success. A good NEET coaching center not only covers the syllabus but also provides exam-oriented guidance, doubt-solving sessions, mock tests, and motivation.

What Makes Sky Tutorials the Best NEET Coaching in Varanasi?

Highly qualified faculty with years of NEET teaching experience

Comprehensive study material based on NCERT and NEET trends

Weekly mock tests, performance analysis & mentoring

Small batch size for personalized attention

Digital learning resources and hybrid classes

2. Master NCERT – The Core of NEET Preparation

The NEET paper heavily emphasizes NCERT-based concepts, especially in Biology. Students must read, revise, and understand each line of the NCERT textbooks for Classes 11 and 12.

How to Make NCERT Your Strength:

Read NCERT line-by-line and highlight key concepts.

Make concise notes for quick revision.

Practice diagrams and labeling thoroughly.

Use NCERT-based question banks for MCQ practice.

At Sky Tutorials, our Biology faculty simplifies tough topics, ensures clarity in fundamentals, and integrates the NCERT line-by-line during lectures.

3. Practice Consistently With Mock Tests & PYQs

Mock tests are the best way to simulate the real NEET exam experience. Solving previous year question papers (PYQs) builds confidence, helps time management, and identifies weak areas.

Sky Tips for Effective Test Practice:

Give one full mock test every Sunday.

Analyze mistakes and revise the corresponding topics.

Maintain an error notebook to track recurring doubts.

Solve at least 10 years of NEET PYQs for all three subjects.

Sky Tutorials conducts weekly NEET mock tests under exam-like conditions, followed by personalized performance reviews and doubt-clearing.

4. Follow a Smart Time-Table

Time management is key to covering the vast NEET syllabus. Your routine should balance school studies, coaching classes, self-study, and breaks. The faculty at Sky Tutorials also offers customized study plans based on each student’s pace and learning style.

5. Stay Consistent & Motivated

Cracking NEET is a marathon, not a sprint. Students often feel overwhelmed due to peer pressure or burnout. Maintaining motivation and mental health is as important as academic preparation.

Motivation Strategies:

Set short-term goals and reward yourself for achieving them.

Stay connected with mentors and positive peer groups.

Visualize your MBBS dream and track daily progress.

Take short breaks, sleep well, and eat nutritious food.

At Sky Tutorials, we host regular motivational sessions and yoga & stress management workshops to support students holistically.

Additional Success Tips for NEET Aspirants in Varanasi

📚 Use the Library and Study Resources in Varanasi

Public libraries and coaching institute libraries (like Sky Tutorials’) offer a focused study environment away from distractions at home.

👨‍🏫 Regular Doubt Solving

Never pile up doubts. Use dedicated doubt-clearing hours, group sessions, and 1-on-1 sessions offered by your institute.

📝 Focus on Weak Subjects

Identify your weak areas early. For many students, it’s Physics. Get extra help from mentors and revise formulas daily.

Why Join Sky Tutorials for NEET Preparation in Varanasi?

Sky Tutorials is recognized as one of the best coaching institutes for NEET in Varanasi due to its consistent results, experienced faculty, and personal mentoring approach.

Why Choose Us:

 ✅ NEET-focused study material ✅ Regular assessment & performance tracking ✅ Air-conditioned smart classrooms ✅ Scholarship tests for meritorious students ✅ Individual mentor support for each student

Whether you're a dropper or a fresher, our structured course modules cater to every need and academic background.

Conclusion

Cracking NEET Entrance Exam in Varanasi is a journey that requires planning, persistence, and the right guidance. By joining a trusted NEET coaching in Varanasi like Sky Tutorials, staying focused on NCERT, and regularly practising mock tests, your dream of becoming a doctor can become a reality.

At Sky Tutorials, we don’t just teach—we mentor, guide, and walk the journey with you. Start your NEET preparation in Varanasi with us today and take the first step toward your medical career.

Start Your NEET Journey with Us

Join Sky Tutorials to crack NEET Entrance Exam in Varanasi, and experience structured guidance, disciplined mentorship, and an environment that empowers you to stay consistent — every single day.

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                            Frequently Asked Questions (FAQs)

Q.1 Which is the best NEET coaching institute in Varanasi?

Sky Tutorials is one of the most reputed NEET coaching institutes in Varanasi, known for high success rates, expert faculty, and personalized guidance.

Q.2 Can I crack NEET in the first attempt?

Yes! With the right coaching, daily discipline, NCERT-based preparation, and regular mock tests, you can crack NEET in the first attempt.

Q.3 Is 1 year enough to crack NEET?

Absolutely. Many students crack the NEET Entrance Exam in Varanasi with 1-year focused preparation, especially when guided by experienced mentors like those at Sky Tutorials.

Q.4 How many hours should I study for NEET daily?

Ideally, 6–8 focused hours of self-study daily, along with coaching sessions and revisions, are recommended.

Q.5 Do I need to join a coaching institute to crack NEET?

While it's possible to self-study, a structured coaching program like Sky Tutorials in Varanasi offers guidance, discipline, and competitive advantage essential for NEET success.

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Affordable and Trusted: Where to Find the Best Home Tuition Near Me!

Sure, there are YouTube videos and online courses everywhere—but can a screen track your child’s learning gaps? Not quite. That’s where home tuition shines. Having a real person to explain, revise, test, and motivate is still the gold standard in education.

Parents across India are realizing that while digital tools help, nothing beats a personal tutor who sits next to your child and ensures they understand every concept.

So, if you've been googling "Best Home Tuition Near Me", you’re already on the right path.

The Real Benefits of Local, Trusted Home Tuition

Personalized Attention

No two students learn the same way. Home tutors adapt their teaching methods to your child's pace, interests, and strengths. This boosts confidence and ensures better results.

Flexible Scheduling

Forget the rigid schedules of coaching centers. Home tuition allows parents and students to set timings that fit their school and activity calendars.

Exam-Focused Preparation

Home tutors provide extra question practice, mock tests, and revision sessions before exams, giving your child an edge in scoring higher.

What to Look for in the Best Home Tuition Near Me

Qualifications and Experience

The best home tutors are well-qualified, often with teaching degrees or strong academic backgrounds. Always ask for credentials and demo classes.

Teaching Style and Student Compatibility

A tutor should not only be knowledgeable but also friendly and communicative. Comfort between the tutor and student is key to effective learning.

Affordability without Compromise

You don’t need to spend a fortune. Great tutors offer value-driven learning packages that are both affordable and high-quality.

From Class 1 to 12 – Home Tuition for Every Stage

Primary Classes (1–5): Foundation Years

Focus areas:

Basic arithmetic and number sense

Reading, comprehension, handwriting

Spelling and phonics

Understanding science and environment

Middle School (6–8): Concept Clarity Stage

Focus areas:

Subject introductions: Algebra, Geometry, Geography, Civics

Grammar and vocabulary building

Regular tests to build academic stamina

High School (9–10): Board Preparation Zone

Focus areas:

CBSE/ICSE board pattern

NCERT solutions and question banks

Model test papers and time management

Senior Secondary (11–12): Career-Defining Time

Streams covered:

Science (PCM/PCB)

Commerce (Accounts, Eco, Business Studies)

Humanities (Pol. Science, Psychology, History, Sociology)

Top Subjects Covered by the Best Home Tutors Near You

Mathematics (All levels)

Science (Physics, Chemistry, Biology)

English & Hindi

Social Studies & EVS

Accountancy & Economics

Geography, History, Civics

Computer Science

Sanskrit & French (on request)

Spotlight on Saraswati Tutorials – Your Local Tuition Partner

If you're still wondering where to find the Best Home Tuition Near Me, then look no further than Saraswati Tutorials – a name trusted by hundreds of families in Dehradun.

Why Parents Trust Saraswati Tutorials

Tutors are screened, experienced, and well-reviewed

Tutors assigned according to student's subject, class, and comfort level

Free demo class and easy tutor replacement if needed

Transparent pricing and weekly student reports

How Their Tutors Adapt to Your Child’s Learning Style

Whether your child is a fast learner or needs patient repetition, Saraswati’s tutors adjust their pace and techniques. Their aim? To help your child love learning and ace exams.

Areas Covered for Best Home Tuition Near You

Saraswati Tutorials provides home tutors across Dehradun in:

Rajpur Road

Balliwala

Nehru Colony

Race Course

Clement Town

Prem Nagar

Dalanwala

Sahastradhara Road

Vasant Vihar

So yes, if you're searching for "Best Home Tuition Near Me", Saraswati is probably already in your neighborhood.

How Much Does Home Tuition Cost? A Quick Guide

Class LevelSubjectsPrice Range (Per Month)Class 1–5All Subjects₹1,500 – ₹3,000Class 6–81–2 Subjects₹2,000 – ₹4,000Class 9–10Core Subjects₹3,500 – ₹6,000Class 11–12Stream-Specific₹5,000 – ₹8,000

Note: Actual cost may vary depending on subject complexity and tutor qualifications.

FAQs – Best Home Tuition Near Me

1. Is home tuition better than coaching classes?

Yes. Home tuition offers personalized, distraction-free learning, which coaching centers can’t match.

2. Can I request weekend classes only?

Absolutely! Saraswati Tutorials offers flexible weekly schedules including weekend-only tuition.

3. Do home tutors bring study material?

Yes. Most tutors bring their own worksheets, question banks, and notes aligned with the student’s syllabus.

4. Are tutors available for competitive exam prep too?

Yes. Tutors for JEE, NEET, NDA, CUET, Olympiads are also available.

5. What if I don’t like the tutor after a few sessions?

No worries! Saraswati Tutorials allows easy tutor replacements within 1–2 days.

6. How do I get started?

Just book a free demo class through their contact number or website. A coordinator will guide you through the next steps.

Final Thoughts – Invest in the Right Tutor Near You

In today's fast-paced academic environment, you don’t need to look far or pay extra. The Best Home Tuition Near Me can be found right in your neighborhood—affordable, personalized, and fully aligned with your child’s academic needs.

With trusted names like Saraswati Tutorials, you’re not just hiring a tutor—you’re building your child’s future.

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How Much Does IIT Coaching Cost in Lucknow?

When it comes to cracking one of the toughest exams in India — the IIT JEE — choosing the right coaching institute is the first big step. And if you’re in Lucknow, you’re in the right city. With a growing number of aspirants each year, IIT has become more competitive and quality-driven. But one common question parents and students ask is: How much does IIT coaching really cost in Lucknow?

Let’s break it down in simple words and help you understand the IIT coaching in Lucknow fee structure, what you get in return, and how to choose the right coaching for your dream.

Why Choose IIT Coaching in Lucknow?

Lucknow is fast becoming a hub for IIT with areas like Gomti Nagar and Hazratganj offering some of the best JEE coaching institutes. With excellent faculty, competitive environments, and modern infrastructure, students get everything they need for serious IIT preparation.

One of the names making a mark in this space is Param Edu Solutions. We understand the pressure of cracking JEE and that’s why we aim to offer not only academic excellence but also emotional support and smart strategies to every student who walks through our doors.

Understanding the IIT Coaching Fees in Lucknow

The IIT coaching fess in Lucknow can vary widely depending on:

Duration of the course (1-year, 2-year, or crash course)

Facilities and infrastructure

Study materials and test series included

Batch size and personal attention

Here’s a basic idea of the IIT coaching fee structure:

Course Type

Duration

Approx. Fees (INR)

Foundation (Class 9 & 10)

1-2 Years

₹50,000 - ₹70,000/year

Regular JEE Course (Class 11 & 12)

2 Years

₹1,20,000 - ₹1,80,000/year

Droppers Batch

1 Year

₹90,000 - ₹1,50,000

Crash Course

3-6 Months

₹25,000 - ₹60,000

These are just general figures. Some of the top IIT JEE coaching in Lucknow might charge more due to their brand value, experienced faculty, or exclusive features.

What’s Included in the Fees?

When you pay for IIT coaching, you’re not just paying for classes. Here’s what your fee generally includes:

Daily lectures by experienced faculty

Doubt-solving sessions

Study materials and question banks

Mock tests and practice exams

Online/offline hybrid learning options

Mentorship and performance tracking

At Param Edu Solutions, we make sure every rupee you spend brings value. Our goal is to prepare students not only for JEE Mains and Advanced but for life beyond.

How to Choose the Right Coaching for You?

Here are a few tips to find the best coaching for JEE in Lucknow:

Check the Results – Look for institutes with a history of top JEE ranks.

Visit the Campus – The environment plays a big role in student focus.

Talk to Current Students – Their feedback will tell you the real picture.

Ask About the Faculty – Experience and teaching style matter.

Compare Fees – Make sure you're getting value for what you pay.

Whether you’re a fresher or a dropper, your coaching should match your learning style. We offer special guidance for droppers, ensuring they get focused support and a second chance to shine.

Why Lucknow is Great for JEE Preparation?

Lucknow gives you a perfect mix of peaceful study environment and quality education. The city now hosts some of the top 10 IIT JEE coaching institutes, attracting students from nearby districts as well.

Institutes like Param Edu Solutions in Gomti Nagar are not only centrally located but also well-connected by public transport, making daily commuting easy for students.

Make the Right Move – Your IIT Success Depends On It

To sum up, the cost of IIT coaching in Lucknow is not a small investment, but when chosen wisely, it can shape your entire career. With top-quality faculty, competitive peer groups, and a strong track record, Lucknow has truly become a hotspot for IIT JEE coaching.

Whether you're searching for the best IIT coaching in Lucknow or just starting to explore your options, remember — the right coaching is not the one that’s the most expensive, but the one that truly understands you.

If you’re serious about your IIT dreams, we at Param Edu Solutions are ready to walk this journey with you.

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Together with CBSE Question Bank Specifically designed for class 11 students

This Question bank is prepared by top-notch educators to make sure class 11 students ace their physics exam. Together with CBSE question Bank includes almost everything that a student requires such as a chapter-wise question bank, solved NCERT textbook exercises and different types of questions such as MCQs, short & long types and HOTS (high-order thinking skills) to make sure students excel in their exams.

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NEET Coaching in Paschim Vihar: The Right Path to Medical Success

NEET preparation is no cakewalk—it takes commitment, well-organized study, and good guidance. For prospective medical students of West Delhi, NEET coaching in Paschim Vihar has been a revolution. With so many quality institutes and cutthroat study culture, Paschim Vihar is becoming one of the most desired destinations for NEET preparation. Selecting to prepare for NEET in this subject is about being surrounded by a diligent, hardworking, and resourceful atmosphere that is solely constructed to help every student become the best version of themselves. Ranging from experienced teaching faculty to student-oriented culture of study, the coaching institutes here offer you everything that you might need to overcome the merciless competition of the NEET exam.

Why NEET Coaching in Paschim Vihar is a Smart Choice

One of the major success determinants of NEET is the teaching and guidance quality a student receives. The Paschim Vihar NEET coaching centers are renowned for having well-designed programs that are not just book smarts. The centers mix study seriousness with clever tactics—mock tests, time management classes, concept clarity sessions, and personal mentoring. The mix boosts students' scores and confidence levels as well. Majority of the institutes offer coverage of NEET syllabus for a longer period with special emphasis on NCERT subjects being the backbone of the exam. Besides this, Paschim Vihar is extremely easily reachable by metro as well as road since it is extremely convenient for students belonging to nearby localities like Punjabi Bagh, Janakpuri, and Rajouri Garden. All of these centers provide online and blended coaching facilities as well so that the students are given more freedom to select their learning processes. Since competition is on the rise in the medical entrance business, choosing a popular coaching center in Paschim Vihar can be the key that will drive you ahead of the others. 

What to Expect from the Best NEET Coaching Center

Though joining NEET coaching in Paschim Vihar, the candidates must choose institutions that offer a combination of experience, innovation, and passing percentages.

Top institutions have a long distance to cover in order to acquire teaching members with years of experience of teaching NEET candidates and understanding changing exam trends. Those teaching techniques include the use of visual aids, live problem classes, and constant monitoring of performance. Frequent parent-teacher communication and feedback processes keep the students on track. High-quality study material is the other major consideration. Top colleges provide study material in printed form, test series, and last year question banks, all custom-tailored to cater to the new NEET pattern. Personal mentorship and doubt-clearing classes make sure that each and every question is tackled. This method not only increases the academic ability of the students but also conditions their minds to deal with such a high-stakes test. The emphasis is always on building solid foundations in Physics, Chemistry, and Biology—the three pillars of NEET success. 

Conclusion: Your Medical Dream Begins in Paschim Vihar

With a competitive career like medicine, the journey begins with choosing the right preparation plan.And to students from Delhi and outside, NEET coaching in Paschim Vihar is that. With stern teaching, a well-organized back-up system, and success-loaded results, these coaching centers are bringing the dreams of thousands of students to become a doctor into reality. Whether you are in Class 11 or Class 12 or have fallen a year, the personal attention, the discipline, and the benefit imparted by NEET coaching in these terms can be the turning point. If you aspire to get admission in a top medical college, this is the time to spend on yourself—under proper guidance, proper mindset, and proper environment.

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Cracking the NEET (National Eligibility cum Entrance Test) is the ultimate dream for lakhs of aspiring doctors across India. With limited seats and cut-throat competition, choosing the right coaching institute becomes a crucial step in this journey. For students in Kanpur looking for focused, result-driven, and expert NEET preparation, Sanjeev Rathore stands as a trusted name that has shaped hundreds of medical careers.

Why NEET Coaching Matters?

NEET coaching in Kanpur, NEET is not just another exam – it is a gateway to prestigious medical colleges in India. With its vast syllabus covering Physics, Chemistry, and Biology from both Class 11 and 12, a smart and strategic approach is essential. This is where professional NEET coaching institutes like Sanjeev Rathore come into the picture – offering structured guidance, concept clarity, practice sessions, mock tests, and doubt-solving strategies that are aligned with the latest NEET trends and patterns.

Why Choose Sanjeev Rathore for NEET Coaching in Kanpur?

1. Expert Faculty with Proven Track Record At Sanjeev Rathore, the coaching is led by highly qualified educators and NEET specialists who bring years of experience and in-depth subject knowledge. They understand the pain points students face in each subject and provide easy-to-grasp methods to tackle complex concepts.

2. NEET-Focused Curriculum The institute follows a carefully curated curriculum that is 100% aligned with the latest NEET syllabus. Each topic is broken down into manageable modules, allowing students to learn at a steady pace while building strong conceptual foundations.

3. Regular Mock Tests and Performance Analysis Sanjeev Rathore believes that consistent testing is the key to mastering NEET. Regular mock tests, unit-wise assessments, and full-length test series are conducted to simulate real exam conditions. Students also receive detailed performance reports to identify strengths and areas needing improvement.

4. Personalized Attention and Doubt Sessions Unlike overcrowded coaching centers, Sanjeev Rathore prioritizes batch sizes that allow for individual attention. Dedicated doubt-clearing sessions ensure that no student is left behind. Whether it's a tricky Physics numerical or a confusing Biology mechanism, students get the one-on-one support they need.

5. Comprehensive Study Material The study material provided at Sanjeev Rathore is designed to simplify learning. It includes theory notes, formula sheets, topic-wise question banks, and previous year NEET papers. The material is regularly updated to reflect the latest exam trends and changes.

6. Time Management and Exam Strategy Scoring well in NEET is not just about knowing the answers; it’s about attempting the paper smartly. Students are trained in effective time management, question selection strategies, and test-taking techniques to maximize their score within the 3-hour window.

7. Motivational Support and Mentorship Preparing for NEET can be mentally and emotionally draining. At Sanjeev Rathore, students are not just taught—they are mentored and motivated. Regular pep talks, success stories of past toppers, and a strong peer group help keep the morale high.

NEET Coaching Courses at Sanjeev Rathore

Whether you are a Class 11 student starting early or a 12th-pass aspirant planning to drop a year and give your best shot, Sanjeev Rathore offers the right batch for you:

Foundation Course (for Class 11 Students)

Target Course (for Class 12 Students)

Dropper/Repeater Batch

Crash Course (Just Before NEET Exam)

Each course is tailored to meet the specific needs of the student group, ensuring optimal learning and preparation outcomes.

Success Stories That Speak Volumes

Over the years, Sanjeev Rathore has earned the trust of hundreds of parents and students in Kanpur. Many of their alumni are now studying in top medical colleges like AIIMS, KGMU, and BHU. The testimonials and results speak for themselves – a testament to the institute's unwavering commitment to academic excellence.

Location & Facilities

Conveniently located in the heart of Kanpur, the institute is easily accessible by public transport. The classrooms are equipped with modern teaching aids, air conditioning, and a conducive learning environment. Students also get access to an online learning portal for revision, video lectures, and test papers.

Final Thoughts

If you're serious about becoming a doctor and want the best NEET coaching in Kanpur, Sanjeev Rathore is your ideal destination. With expert guidance, strategic preparation, and unwavering support, your dream of donning the white coat is just a step away.

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Audiobooks for NEET: A Smart Way to Prepare for Medical Entrance

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The National Eligibility cum Entrance Test (NEET) is one of the most competitive medical entrance exams in India. With a vast syllabus covering Physics, Chemistry, and Biology, aspirants need a smart study strategy to excel. While traditional books and coaching materials are essential, audiobooks have emerged as an efficient learning tool to complement preparation.

Why Use Audiobooks for NEET?

Learn Anytime, Anywhere – Listen to lectures and concepts while commuting, exercising, or relaxing.

Better Retention – Hearing concepts repeatedly improves memory recall.

Multi-tasking – Study while doing chores or other activities.

Less Eye Strain – Reduces the fatigue caused by prolonged book reading.

Time-Saving – Speeds up revision by allowing students to cover topics quickly.

Best Audiobooks for NEET Preparation

Here is a list of essential books available in audiobook format for NEET aspirants:

1. NCERT Biology (Class 11 & 12)

The most important book for NEET, covering the complete Biology syllabus.

Strong focus on concepts, diagrams, and NCERT-based facts.

2. NCERT Physics (Class 11 & 12)

Covers fundamental physics concepts, numerical problems, and applications.

Essential for understanding mechanics, thermodynamics, optics, and electricity.

3. NCERT Chemistry (Class 11 & 12)

Divided into Physical, Organic, and Inorganic Chemistry.

Helps in building conceptual clarity and solving numerical questions.

4. Objective Biology by Dinesh

A comprehensive question bank covering MCQs, explanations, and theory.

Great for quick revision and practice.

5. Trueman’s Elementary Biology (Vol 1 & 2)

Detailed theoretical concepts with extra information beyond NCERT.

Useful for strengthening Botany and Zoology topics.

6. Physical Chemistry by O.P. Tandon

A must-have for students struggling with Physical Chemistry numerical problems.

Covers thermodynamics, equilibrium, and electrochemistry.

7. Organic Chemistry by Morrison and Boyd

An excellent reference book for understanding reaction mechanisms and concepts.

Helps in memorizing reaction pathways effectively.

8. Inorganic Chemistry by J.D. Lee

Covers important periodic table trends, chemical bonding, and coordination compounds.

Helps in grasping conceptual aspects of Inorganic Chemistry.

9. Concepts of Physics by H.C. Verma (Vol 1 & 2)

Essential for understanding Physics theory and problem-solving.

Builds a strong foundation for numerical practice.

10. 40 Days Biology for NEET by S. Chand

Ideal for quick revision in the last few months before the exam.

Covers important topics, MCQs, and exam-oriented questions.

Where to Find NEET Audiobooks?

NEET aspirants can now access audiobooks for NEET preparation on the Audicate app. Audicate provides high-quality, well-narrated NCERT and reference book audiobooks, making it easier to study through audio learning.

Conclusion

In a competitive exam like NEET, time management and smart learning strategies are crucial. Audiobooks help students revise concepts efficiently, retain information better, and study flexibly. With Audicate, NEET aspirants can listen, learn, and succeed without the constraints of traditional study methods.

Start your NEET preparation with audiobooks today!

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Best Online Classes for Competitive Exams – Why Gritty Tech Should Be Your First Choice

Cracking Competitive Exams Just Got Easier

Let’s face it—preparing for competitive exams is no joke. Whether you're trying to get into a top engineering college, land a government job, or secure a high GRE score for studying abroad, the pressure is real. The competition is fierce, the syllabus is massive, and let’s not forget the endless hours of self-doubt For More….

But here’s the good news: you don’t have to do it alone.

Gritty Tech has made a name for itself by offering some of the best online classes for competitive exams in India and beyond. And if you're serious about getting results, it’s a platform worth your attention.

What Makes Gritty Tech Stand Out?

1. All-In-One Platform for All Major Exams

One of the biggest headaches students face is finding reliable coaching tailored to their specific exam. With Gritty Tech, you don’t need to jump from one coaching centre to another. They’ve built a single, powerful learning hub that covers everything, including:

Engineering Entrance Exams: JEE Main, JEE Advanced

Medical Entrance Exams: NEET UG

Government Job Exams: SSC CGL, SSC CHSL, Bank PO/Clerk (SBI, IBPS), RRB

MBA Entrance Exams: CAT, XAT, SNAP, CMAT

Study Abroad Exams: GRE, GMAT, IELTS, TOEFL

Board Exam Support: CBSE, ICSE, and state boards for Classes 8–12

This makes it perfect for students juggling multiple exams or considering different career paths.

2. Top-Notch Faculty That Gets You Results

Let’s be honest—no amount of flashy tech or animations can replace a solid teacher who actually knows how to explain things. Gritty Tech handpicks educators who not only know their subject inside and out but also understand how to teach in a way that sticks.

Teachers from IITs, IIMs, and other top institutes

Years of experience in coaching for high-stakes exams

Focus on clarity, not cramming

Personal mentoring for doubt resolution

You’re not just watching a recorded lecture—you’re learning from someone who’s invested in your success.

3. Personalised Learning Plans

Most online classes throw the same content at everyone. Gritty Tech does the opposite. From day one, your learning path is customised to suit your strengths, weaknesses, and goals.

You’ll get:

Adaptive learning dashboards: so your focus stays on weak spots

Custom daily study plans: based on your performance and pace

Live progress tracking: so you always know where you stand

If you're weak in maths but strong in English, your dashboard will show you that—and direct your attention accordingly.

4. Interactive and Practical Learning Experience

A lot of online classes just give you video after video. Gritty Tech mixes things up with different formats to keep your brain awake and actually engaged.

Live classes with chat-enabled Q&A

Practice modules after every lesson

Mock tests with real exam difficulty

Video solutions for every question

Downloadable PDFs for revision

It's like having a full coaching centre in your pocket—with none of the commute.

5. 24/7 Doubt Support

Stuck on a concept at 11 pm? You don’t need to wait until the next class. Gritty Tech gives you round-the-clock access to:

Subject experts for live chat support

Discussion forums to crowdsource answers from peers

Daily doubt-clearing sessions for key subjects

This kind of support system can make or break your prep, especially when you’re studying late at night or balancing school and coaching.

6. Proven Track Record of Results

What’s the point of all this tech and customisation if it doesn’t translate into actual results?

Here’s the reality:

Hundreds of Gritty Tech students score 99+ percentile in exams like JEE and CAT every year

Many land top ranks in SSC and Bank PO

International candidates consistently hit 320+ in GRE and 7+ bands in IELTS

And they’re not just outliers. Gritty Tech regularly publishes success stories and student interviews on its platform, so you can see real results from real people.

7. Real-Time Analytics to Track Your Progress

If you’re not measuring your prep, you’re just guessing.

With Gritty Tech’s analytics dashboard, you’ll see:

What subjects are dragging your score down

How you’re performing compared to others

Which topics you’ve mastered—and which need more work

How your mock test performance is trending over time

This helps you study smarter, not harder.

8. Affordable and Flexible Plans

We get it. Coaching can be expensive. But Gritty Tech makes sure it doesn’t have to be.

Here’s how they keep things affordable:

Modular pricing: Only pay for the subjects or exams you want

EMI options: Spread out payments without high interest

Scholarships: Based on merit and financial need

Free trial classes: So you can try before you commit

And there are regular discounts during exam seasons—so keep an eye out.

9. Learn Anytime, Anywhere

You could be at home, on the train, or even on a holiday—your classes go with you. All you need is a phone or laptop with internet access.

Mobile app with offline access to videos and notes

Syncs across devices so you can pick up where you left off

No location constraints—perfect for students in rural or remote areas

Whether you're a night owl or an early riser, Gritty Tech adapts to your schedule.

10. Community Support and Peer Learning

Sometimes, the best motivation comes from others like you. Gritty Tech has built an active student community that supports each other, shares prep hacks, and keeps each other accountable.

Telegram and Discord groups for batchmates

Peer leaderboard rankings

Group doubt-solving and quiz battles

Studying doesn’t have to be a lonely journey anymore.

Who Should Join Gritty Tech?

Gritty Tech is ideal for:

Students in Classes 9–12 preparing for board exams and competitive entrances

Graduates aiming for government or MBA entrances

Working professionals looking to crack GRE, GMAT, or UPSC on the side

Repeat aspirants who need a fresh approach

Anyone tired of poor-quality YouTube prep and random notes

Basically, if you’re serious about your goals and want structure, quality, and flexibility—Gritty Tech is built for you.

Final Thoughts

There are hundreds of coaching platforms out there. But if you’re looking for one that combines expert teachers, flexible learning, and a track record of actual success, Gritty Tech is worth every minute of your time.

You don’t need another free PDF or random YouTube playlist. You need a proper roadmap—and Gritty Tech gives you exactly that.

So here’s the bottom line:

If you want to stop second-guessing your prep and start seeing results, check out Gritty Tech’s online classes. It could be the smartest decision you make in your journey to cracking your dream exam.