#class 11 maths chapter 7

[jirsungs]

NO IDEA ☆ l.dh

pairing: loser!donghyuck x fem!reader

no idea synopsis: a story where both you and lee donghyuck seem to get what you want. he's the perfect pawn in making your ex-boyfriend jealous and the smarty pants tutor helping you pass your math class. donghyuck has it easy too, he's finally able to seek out and experience the world of dating through you, his long-devoted crush and surprisingly enthusiastic tutoring student. but then again, when meaningless tutoring sessions soon evolve into reciprocated feelings, is it really that easy?

genre: college au, nonidol au, fake dating au, social media au (includes written chapters), classmates to friends to lovers, he's a nerd & she's a popular cheerleader (you see where this is going), he fell first but she fell harder trope, kinda based off to all the boys i've loved before, fluff, crack/humor, angst, one-sided pining that turns into mutual pining

warnings: explicit language, unrealistic college partying, talks about family issues (this does NOT reflect any of the idol's families!), yuqi has an ex gf, some alcohol consumption, kys and sexual humor, bullying, hyuck and his buds are mistreated ☹️, hyunjin is a bad bf!!!, cheesy af, unrequited love, bad insults that sound like they're from the 2000s, HELLA miscommunication

no idea playlist: btr's no idea, taylor swift's you belong with me, the vamps + demi lovato's somebody to you, james arthur's can i be him, ariana grande's daydreamin, fitz & the tantrums' out of my league, shawn mendes' treat you better, bruno mars' just the way you are, lonely god's marlboro nights, the 1975's i'm in love with you, sam smith's like i can, arctic monkeys' wanna be yours

author's note: FIRST HYUCK SMAUU! how we feeling 😏 i needed to get this idea out of my system! plus, i love this type of trope, and haechan just fits the nerdy role 😭 I HAD TO! but happy reading :D <3

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profiles: "ncu freaks" + jeno 🤔 | gal pals & two men

intro. #manifestationiskey 🩷

ep 1. but a FAILING?

ep 2. i guess i'm her tutor

ep 3. WHY IS HE ATTRACTIVE

ep 4. COUGH y/n bag him COUGH

ep 5. i know i can treat youuu bettterr

ep 6. YNHYUCK PLOT IS FINALLY SAILING!

ep 7. bro texts with his 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 𝓪𝓵𝓹𝓱𝓪 mode on 🐺👅

ep 8. bro fumbled HARD 🤦‍♂️

ep 9. LET THE BOY LIVE!! HES IN LOVE!!

ep 10. THE HARD LAUNCH GOES CRAZY

ep 11. lemme guess, fake boyfriend responsibilities? (written)

ep 12. jeno got me up... plotting

ep 13. AMAZING fake boyfriend

ep 14. meeting the ncu freaks? (written)

ep 15. #1 worldwide bitch

ep 16.

ep 17.

ep 18.

more to come. . .!

started: 09/06/24 finished:

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[johnwickb1tsch]

lessons in anatomy

a yandere art professor Wick x drawing model muse! reader AU...

CHAPTER MAP-> part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4 part 5 part 6 part 7 part 8 part 9 part 10 part 11 part 12 part 13 part 14 part 15 part 16

I.

-You’re a favorite amongst the studio art students at the university where you model. Not because of your looks, but because of your exceptional ability at sitting still. When you retreat inside your mind and you’re sitting in a position that doesn’t have any pinch points, you can go a solid hour without moving a muscle. 

-Maybe it helps, that you were once an art student too. You’ve studied the classical positions immortalized by the greats. The drama of the Renaissance martyrs to the quiet repose of the Impressionists to the silent anguish of the Pre Raphaelites. You do a damn good Odalisque, if you don’t say so yourself.

-You’ve been doing this for a while, and you’re pretty comfortable with it. That is, until you walk into the first day of Figure Drawing 101 to find the most handsome man you’ve ever seen behind the desk–decidedly not the usual portly, gray-haired, female professor who hired you years ago. He is tall, and dark, with soulful black eyes that make your lady parts ache. It’s incredibly embarrassing when your mitt veritably disappears in his in a cordial handshake (good lord, what poetic, long-fingered hands!) and you almost forget your own name. 

-He is incredibly gracious about your impression of a goldfish at feeding time. Undoubtedly, he’s used to this effect he has on women. Deep down, he must be laughing at you, and this more than anything helps you get a grip as you disappear into your little supply closet to change. 

-You emerge in your pretty paisley-print robe that sweeps the floor, and you realize you haven’t been nervous about taking off your clothes in class since your very first day on this job. Your palms are actually sweating, as you perch on the model stand with your legs crossed, watching him out the corner of your eye. He is stupidly dapper, in a dark tweed suit and tie. His hair swings down into his eyes as he reads something on his desk, and you’re not proud of what you would give for the privilege to run your fingers through that fluffy dark hair. 

-Thoroughly disgusted with yourself, you’re grateful when it’s time for class to begin. You’re surrounded by young adults who are [mostly] eager to learn with charcoal in hand. All eyes are on you, but its Professor Wick’s eyes you feel like a weight on your skin when the robe slides from your shoulders. You are so glad you can blame the air conditioning for your state of…attention. 

-You start with quick warm ups, then some five minute studies, and finally an extended pose with small breaks in between. When the kids take a break in the middle of the three hour period you slide back on your robe and make a round of the room, perusing the sketches. You can already tell who will be at the top of the class, but also who has potential for improvement if they work hard and practice. And some…better be good at math, because art is not their thing.

You do not hear him behind you, until he speaks. “I'm not sure how your clavicle could be at that angle…unless it was broken in two places.” You cover your smile with your hand as you glance back over your shoulder at him, a hot blush spreading like wildfire up your neck for some ridiculous reason. 

Mere proximity, you fear.

“Maybe their professor will set them straight.”

He chuckles with a charming self-deprecation that you find painfully endearing, scrubbing the back of his neck. 

“I like to see where everyone stands on the first day. I promise that lessons in anatomy will be forthcoming.” He only meets your eyes for a bare second as he tells you this, but you are astonished you do not spontaneously combust.

TBC...

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pinterest board/photo credits

[a3r3n]

from the Chasing Cupid series

Nct High Stories presents…

All About You

A Sungchan x reader story

“I want to make you stay”

🌼Pairing: Sungchan x girl!reader

🌼Status: ongoing

🌼Summary: Sungchan has a huge crush on Y/N, the school’s it-girl and co-captain of the Nct High Cheerleading Team, and all of his friends know this. Unfortunately, she doesn’t seem interested in him; actually, she doesn’t seem interested in any boys at all. Everything changes, though, when her Maths teacher threatens her that she would fail his class if she doesn’t get her grades up and suggests she ask Sungchan for help since he’s his class's best student. Will he be able, with his sweetness and charms (and a little bit of meddling from his friends), to warm her stone-cold heart and win her trust?

🌼Genre: social media!AU / high school!AU / fluff / crack / angst

⚠️Warnings: ignore timestamps, slight cursing, the serious ones will be added later in the chapters that contain them

✰Chasing Cupid Series✰

A/N (⚠️disclaimer): alright guys I’m so happy about this smau, it might be my favorite until now!! Btw, this is the fourth social media au I’ve written for the Chasing Cupid series, although you don’t necessarily have to read the previous ones to understand the story. It’s about Sungchan, and since I initially started this series when he was still in Nct, I decided to keep him in the stories as I did with Shotaro. This is also the reason why the main focus are Nct members and not Riize, even tho some of them could be mentioned sometimes. This said, enjoy the story!!!

🌼Taglist (open): @gukuwii @grassbutneo @t-102 @pxnklover @bbykaixx @yuyita-rosier @multifandomania @the-phantomss @mora134340

🌼Chapters:

[intro pt.1]: the cheerleaders / [intro pt.2]: the boys

[1] ➪ no uniform will be set on fire

[2] ➪ I love it when she’s bossy

[3] ➪ jumping off of the pyramid

[4] ➪ only say smart things

[5] ➪ the most perfect creature on earth

[6] ➪ Lee Donghyuck don’t you dare

[7] ➪ Zafina moves

[8] ➪ Sungchan has gone mad

[9] ➪ like Sirius

[10] ➪ life on Mars

[11] ➪ girl is serious

[12] ➪ character development

[13] ➪ international freak show ✍🏼

[14] ➪ didn't wanna punch him

[15] ➪ operation simping to loving

[16] ➪ judge I plead not guilty

[17] ➪ an admirer who can't give up

[TBA]

©a3r3n All Rights Reserved. Please do not copy, repost or translate any of my works.

[magnetokisser]

IN RAINBOWS - CHAPTER ONE

summary: mostly filler, introduction chapter to the reader and our beloved boys!

warnings: mentions of drugs earlier on, murder + death at the end

word count: 2.5k

a/n: the school system is based off my own so sorry if its a little confusing !! either way i hope u enjoy reading 🙂‍↕️ lowercase is also intended.

metropolis was horrible in the hotter months. it was only spring, so it wasn't at it worst, but once summer comes around i may have to consider an extended leave to gotham. peeling my eyes open, i ran a hand down my face as i felt around my bed for my phone. my fingers touched the cool screen of the device– at least something was somewhat cold. the screen lit up, the time reading 5:30. i sighed, looking towards my fan and wondering why i wasn't getting any air from it only to see my cat, kiwi, blocking the whole thing. not only was she blocking the fan, but she was picking at the laces of my shoes as well. i stood up and walked towards her, running my fingers through her fur and picking her up. "i need some air too, kitty." i murmured, feeling the rumbles of her purring.

i eventually put her down and went downstairs since i had to feed my dad's dog, buddy. technically i was living alone for the moment. dad was always on a business trip for something somewhere, but it's not like he was distant or anything. he was everything but distant. when he was home, he tried to hover, but he always gave up because i never did anything interesting or tried to hide anything from him. we were close, and that bond strengthened after my mother died. leading up to her death, they argued a lot. he was a person of interest for a bit, but the case was eventually closed since there were no leads. it was frustrating, but i didn't want to try to play hero. we have enough of those already.

buddy was still sleeping by the time i made my way downstairs to feed him. he was a doberman; usually my dad took him on his little business trips, but this time around he kept him home. setting his bowl down, i gently scratched behind his ears before going back upstairs to shower.

i usually took cold showers in the morning to combat the metropolis heat. they worked most of the time, but they got worse around the middle of the day. thank god it was friday. after about an hour in the shower i finally got out before quickly changing and starting my walk to school. since it was my senior year and i had already completed most of my core classes, i decided to take on an early class for the second year in a row and get out much earlier than everyone else. i start school at 7:00 while everyone else starts at 8 in exchange for only taking 4 classes and getting out at 11. since i only have four classes, i was finishing up my third year of science, doubling up on math and getting to eat lunch before leaving. i could just skip lunch if i really wanted to, but it's free food!

i wasn't necessarily the most sociable person unless someone talked to me or approached me first. that being said, i'm not a social recluse either. i have my good chunk of friends- one being closer than most, and that's laila; but that's because she's just stuck around longer. that, and she doesn't know how to do her homework on time. the second i stepped into the school, laila was next to me and matching my pace. sometimes i wondered if she could read minds, but that would mean she'd be a meta. and she was, as rude as it sounds, too gullible to be one. "hey! hey!!" she huffed, waving her hand infront of my face. she called out my name and i finally decided to look over at her, bumping my shoulder against hers. "what? if you ask me for homework help again i'm gonna have to say no. my afternoon is filled with watching twilight and sleeping." i said, giving her a cheeky smile. she grumbled to herself for a moment before letting out a guttural groan. "can't you just stick around for lunch or something and help me? you're smart! that's why you finished your classes earlier than everyone else!" and the exact reason i'm not taking electives. i sighed and shook my head, walking to my class with her.

"that's not how it works," i started, glancing at her for a mere moment, "i finished my classes earlier because i took all of my harder and more important classes freshman year. and if i remember correctly," i paused, giving her a knowing look, "somebody was too high half of the time to remember to actually come to school." i shrugged, causing her to kick me with a surprising amount of force. "shut up! can you just tutor me or not?" she begs, clasping her hands together and turning to face me as we reached my class. letting out my third sigh in the past hour, i caved and said yes. she thanked me at least fifty times before scurrying off to her class before the late bell rang.

my first class was astronomy, which wasn't as interesting as it sounded. if you didn't get it confused with astrology, you knew what you were expecting. i was expecting math, but not this much math. it was tedious, but i had to deal with it. it wasn't terrible, but i didn't necessarily like it either.

the teacher droned on for most of the class period, pacing around the classroom to make sure that nobody was on their phone or sleeping. he called on me a few times, unfortunately. the old geezer managed to catch me off guard a few times with some of the questions, but it was whatever. class had ended before i knew it.

my next two classes were both math classes, sadly. my whole school day seemed to be filled with math other than the singular english class i was taking right before lunch. it was a writing class, so it was bearable enough. i enjoyed writing, actually. though, that was only when i didn't have writers block. that, and the teacher was one of the few teachers who wasn't grumpy and mad at the students because his life was going horribly. he cared for each and every one of his students, though not overbearingly.

my astronomy teacher had a stick up his ass every other day for no reason at all– he cheated on his dying wife and often liked to make fun of her infront of the class. no one laughed. my math teachers, both female (and related) were lighthearted and funny. they made the classroom atmosphere calm and you wouldn't feel embarrassed to get an answer wrong. my english teacher, like i said before, was my favorite. maybe it was because i've had him all four years of highschool, but it seemed i was a mirror of himself when i was his age.

upon walking into the classroom, he greeted me with my name and a smile. "it's nice to see you've finally caught up on sleep. you finish supernatural yet?" he asks, taking a jab at my poor sleep schedule. "no, not yet. and hey, i get more than enough sleep." i huff, setting my bag down and sitting in the second chair by his desk. he'd never admit it, but he put the second chair here for me. he said it was for the students he'd have help grade papers. (aka me.)

"what are we doing today? another essay?" i ask, spinning around slowly. "no, actually," he says, stopping my spinning so he could sit in his own chair, "i've decided to be nice teacher for a bit and let you guys watch a movie. nothing special, just make sure to pay enough attention to write a theme analysis once it's over. it should take up the whole week." he explained, causing me to sigh. "okay, whatever man." i shrug, standing up and moving the chair out of the way. i go to sit in my own seat and play on my phone for the remainder of the class, having already seen the movie.

the bell finally rang, and i watched as the students in my class ran through the door to get to their next destination. some were going to lunch while some were going their next class. i waved goodbye to my teacher and made my way to the library where i saw laila waiting for me. she beamed at me and was quick to wave me over– a bit too happy. sitting down, i gave her a once over before looking around to make sure no one was in earshot. "are you fucking high dude?" i whisper, furrowing my brows at her. she fell into a fit of giggles, leaning her body into my own. her eyes were the slightest shade of red, but it was nothing too noticable.

"i'm not..maybe." she whispered as i pushed her off of me. "drink some water. you still have three more classes after this." i said, grabbing her waterbottle from her bag. she murmured something along the lines of 'okay, mom.' under her breath before begrudgingly downing her whole water. i spent the entirety of lunch babysitting my friend.

the moment the bell rang, i abandoned laila with her boyfriend and was off to my humble abode. since it was only about 11:15, i decided to get my homework out of the way before lounging around with kiwi and buddy. maybe i'd take him on a walk tomorrow, i don't know yet.

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walking in the door, i was pleasantly surprised to be greeted by kiwi and buddy. kiwi purred as she rubbed herself against my legs, presumably waiting for me to take off my shoes so she could ruin them once more. buddy on the other hand sat patiently as he waited for me to come pet him and tell him he could act like an normal dog. "jeez, buddy. what does dad do to you?" i asked, petting his head gently as kiwi snuck off with one of my shoes. i set my bag down and went to go change before returning to the kitchen and doing my homework. it was only around noon, so i had some time to kill before school got out. i let out a short whistle as i sat on the couch and watched as buddy raced over to me with enough speed to make my school's track team jealous. he was more than happy to sit next to me while i watched whatever piqued my interest at the moment. i ended up finding a movie to watch; it was an older movie, but i didn't mind. it was worth watching.

by the time the movie ended, buddy was restless and ready to take a walk. he let out a mixture between a bark and a whimper, ushering me to get up. "okay, okay," i chuckled, standing up and grabbing his leash and hooking it onto his collar. i slipped on a pair of slides before letting him out and locking the door behind me. i usually wasn't the one to take buddy on walks– that was my dad's job, and i know the dog got plenty when he went on business trips. speaking of my dad, i decided to call him and see what he was doing.

he finally picked up after a few rings, and i could hear his voice call out my name. "what's up, sweetheart?" he asks, messing around with something in the background. "nothing, just wanted to call and see what you were up to." i said, stopping so buddy could use the bathroom. "oh, you know," he paused, grunting as he lifted something, "just work stuff. what'cha doin? i hear birds; you outside?" he questions. "walking buddy. he misses you." i say, nearing the park. "oh, good. well, i've gotta go. i'll be home soon sweetheart, i promise." he promises, bidding me goodbye. i sigh and tuck my phone in my pocket, going into the dog park portion of the, well, human park? unhooking buddy's collar, i watch as the black dog runs off to go roll around in the grass and use up all of his energy. after a bit of me sitting on a bench and scrolling on my phone, a black great dane sauntered in and immediately ran over to me. he began to sniff at me, giving me pleading eyes as if asking me to pet him.

"hey, bud.." i smiled, scratching behind his ears. someone walked up to me and cleared their throat, causing me to look up. it was a boy with olive skin and black hair, with green eyes that tied everything together. "is this your dog?" i ask, offering him a small smile. why does he look so familiar?

"yes." he says, keeping it short. okay, wow? "uh..well, what's his name?" i ask, feeling the dog rest his head on my lap. seemingly begrudgingly, he gives me his name. "titus." he grumbles, his gaze falling on the dogs head in my lap. "it fits." i say, continuing to smile at him. before the conversation can get any more awkward, yet another boy walks over. "hi! sorry about him." he says, shoving the first boy to the side a bit so he could stand infront of me instead. jesus, they were tall.

"i'm sorry about titus, too. he likes to meet new people." the boy says, adjusting his glasses. behind those glasses are vibrant blue eyes that sit against beige skin with a head of fluffy black hair. "oh, it's okay," i say, lifting titus' head as buddy trots over to me so i can stand up, "what's your name?" i ask, wishing to know the name of my savior. "my name is jon! and this," he pauses, pointing a thumb back at his friend. "is damian." he finishes with a smile. "very fitting names." i say, stealing a glance at the raven haired boy behind him. i gave jon my name before putting buddy's leash back on. "it was nice meeting you, but i have to go. he'll fall asleep on the sidewalk if i don't get him home soon." i laugh, rubbing buddy's side as i waved at them. "i hope to see you around! byee!" jon called after me, turning and saying something to damian after i was put of earshot.

as i walked home, i still couldnt help but feel like damian looked and sounded familiar. i brushed it off and let buddy inside first after unlocking the door and went upstairs to change into my pajamas. turning on the tv, i held kiwi in my lap as i brushed her while the news anchor went on and on about a kitchen fire when the breaking news came on. i looked up, feeling kiwi nibble at my hand as i listened to the woman speak.

"it seems after six grueling years, the serial killer  known as the sundown slasher has struck again. known for skinning the faces of their victims, after sundown and earning their namesake, another body has popped up once again.."

i sighed and muted the TV, looking down at kiwi. i hated this. he was part of the reason my dad had cameras in and outside of the house. for a little bit  of my childhood i was sure the sundown slasher had killed my mom. but once the case went cold, i pushed the thought to the back of my head. shutting off my lamp, the TV was the only thing illuminating my room as kiwi and i laid down. i quickly sent a text to my dad before turning on some random cartoon and slowly dozing off.

[anonymousauthorsblog]

Turning Passions

chapter 11 • call it what you want

this chapter contains writing

lowercase intended

call it what you want - taylor swift

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y/n pov 3rd person

monday

“beep beep beep” the sound of y/n’s alarm blares through her room. she groggily gets up shutting it off from her phone, before looking at the percentage. she softly curses at herself for forgetting to attach her phone onto a charger last night before passing out. the night before, y/n was up trying to get the facials, the movements and the attitude down from the black swan. as she starts to stress realizing that her testing is coming up to audition for her part again. she gets off her bed, making her way towards her bathroom to freshen up for the day. she looks in the mirror going through the list of what to do for her day in her head. “class, dance rehearsal, dance practice,” she keeps repeating to herself feeling like she’s forgetting something. “class, dance rehearsal, dance practice, class, dance rehearsal, dance practice,” “is it a video she has to do with toge?” no. a test for school?. no. math. wait studying.” her eyes lit up. she goes around looking for her phone before reading back the messages her and megumi shared. “shit shit” she whispers to herself. she runs out to look for her friends forgetting to tell them she has company over later to see that they’re all gone. she rolls her eyes before continuing to get ready, praying they’ll understand her later when they show up to a boy in their home. y/n finishes up before packing for the day, to leave the house, heading to the rest of her classes.

the clock ticks “3:58” until the professor dismisses class, letting the students out two minutes early. y/n races towards the door to walk to the familiar studio she’s been spending most of her time in. y/n walks in, changing and doing her usual routine. she passes through the first original dance class easily as that class was basic rehearsals for those who gained a normal spot in the routine of swan lake. the class passes by until it’s time for her usual private with miss trin. y/n exits her original danceroom entering into the room she’s been practicing in for the pass week. she stretches making sure to hit every spot to ensure her to have a safe practice, until miss trins voice booms in. “WELCOME TO CLASS Y/NNNNN, TWO MORE DAYS UNTIL YOU PROVE YOURSELF ONCE AGAIN.” y/n rolls her eyes playfully as she responds “meaning i finally can learn the actual black swan dance?” miss trin nods at her question as y/n jumps up in joy. miss trin laughs at the girls sudden burst of energy before shushing the girl down. “ok, okay. but first i have to tell you, y/n i know you know the dance” the teacher pauses glaring at the ballerina carefully. “but this dance is hard, exhausting and difficult if you’re putting the right pieces together” y/n nods waiting for her teacher to continue. “i know you’ve seen it all about this performance on the internet, but i’ll have to let you know these dancers spent years perfecting this piece while you have two days, don’t disappoint because your dance teacher will take this away from you if she sees once mistake.” y/n gulps then nods her head slowly before getting up. “well let’s get to it, i only have two days” the girl then says. miss trin laughs before saying “alright but remember i better see face before i take this role from you personally!”

megumi pov 3rd person

it’s 5pm, and megumi is setting up for a video. he won’t have to leave for y/n’s until 7:00 and yuji has been on him for not posting, loosing content for his viewers. megumi sighs before testing the camera, mic and finally sitting down putting on his headphones and starting the video. “hey guys” he mumbles. his fans suddenly joining in as the comments go crazy. “i think it’s self explanatory what im doing today. playing ANOTHER game” he says. megumi then looks at the comments to see his views spiking, getting a bit nervous because he’s never really had such a viewing like this before. megumi plays through the game the time rushing from 5:00pm-6:20pm. megumi looks at the time before looking at the camera. “well uh i think it’s almost time to get off, but like usual i can answer a few questions.” he scans through the chat before seeing questions that catch his dark eyes. “do you nobara and yuji live together?… unfortunately”. “when’s the next stream with everyone, uh sorry ill have to ask yuji he usually plans that” megumi continues to scan through the questions until one about his fond friend comes up, “are you and y/n a thing, please just make out already” he reads eyes closing in disbelief at the last statement. “we’re just close friends” the comments start to shoot up at the response. “close friends so you’re finally admitting that she’s a friend?- well i’ve gotten to know her and i enjoy her company so yeah a friend.” he responds. the views start to rocket off after these interactions and megumi starts to get annoyed sharing particles of his private life. he glances more about these comments until one ticks him off. “y/n is always late and tbh not educated of anything, why her” megumis face turns into disgust before quickly defending y/n “y/n is not always late and even if she is it’s none of your concern. i would also like to let you know that she’s a very smart girl and excels in every subject” his fans began to roar in shock before typing the one word. “protective” “protective?” megumi repeats. “whatever, call it what you want” he scoffs before telling the chat to move onto a different topic from y/n. he glares at the time realizing he has to get off to meet this friend he was just taking about. he then wishes his fans farewell before heading off the live before trying to clean up to head to y/n’s place.

3rd person pov

y/n walks into place heading off to her dorm, her feet in shambles after the practice she just got down with. “she wasn’t lying about it being hard” she thinks to herself making sure her steps are calm and soft after the fast and demanding practice she just had. she walks into the housing and pushes up to the elevator too lazy to take the stairs up. the elevator dings as she gracefully walks in. she pushes the button and lets her head fall down. even though it was just monday she feels the stress of the world already falling on her shoulders. she turns her head from the left falling to her right shoulder before looking up and exiting the elevator walking to her dorm door. she opens her bag taking out her keys before hearing a “boom” followed by the laughter of toges voice. she quickly opens the door to see toge and maki with the special guest in the middle megumi, who’s sitting on their couch. y/n looks at the time a little embarrassed from being late, to watch the torture megumi has probably been through with the twisted friends she has. “Y/NNNN heyyy!!” toge yells, maki rolls her eyes crossing her arms over herself. “didn’t care to share you had someone coming over huh?” maki glares at y/n. y/n slowly walks in before looking straight and megumi, she gives an apologetic smile before walking up to him grabbing his arm, pulling him up and towards her room. “well! that was fun! hope you guys enjoyed your time but we have to study!” she says her voice pitch getting higher. y/n then gets into her room leading megumi in, suddenly letting go of his arm and shutting the door, she looks up out of breath “sorry..” she says. megumi looks at the girl and examines her before saying “forgot about studying?” he says. y/n looks at him before going to her desk, “no look, i have my math stuff out!” she broadcasts. megumi rolls his eyes playfully before taking his bag to set up to. y/n shifts over to her bed letting megumi claim her desk. she looks over before saying “sorry if my friends were weird” megumi looks over to the girl before saying “no, it’s fine mine are worst.” y/n laughs “guess that’s why our friends get along so well” megumi lets a small chuckle fall out before leading the conversation into studying. the two begin to study until y/n starts to daze off like the last time they’ve met. megumi shoots a glare and her before closing his book and sighing. his sigh catches y/n’s attention before she sits up straight, “sorry, continue” “no its fine” “it’s fine?” the girl questions. “but aren’t you here to study?” megumi grows quiet at the words the girl just said. he thinks to himself for a moment before getting stopped in tracks. yeah he was here to study and bring an educational tactic to the girl, but in all honesty- he enjoyed y/ns company. he enjoyed having someone who got him right away and wasn’t pushy like everyone. he enjoyed having peace and a friend who was growing onto him faster than he wanted. the boy finally looks up trying to answer before y/n beats him to it? “what or do you just like hanging around me?” megumi is caught off guard by her words, did she see right through him? he looks up in shocked before y/n burst out in laughter. “megumi you should see the look on your face right now!” she gets off her bed before stretching her head, “whatever i think you’re pretty cool too i guess” megumis face quickly turns into a scowl before getting up and gently hitting her with his notebook, “you didn’t even let me answer” he replies. “but you’re okay i guess.” y/n rolls her eyes before lightly shoving him. y/n then looks at the time trying to test her luck, “uh so i know im bored, do you want to watch a movie or something..” she says the last words becoming quiet.” megumi tries to read the girl and looking at the time, it’s definitely late- but the way he can understand how shy she got after asking that- he couldn’t resist. “sure.” y/ns head shoots up before running over to the living room, she sets up the couch before yelling at megumi to get in. they both make it on the couch before, megumi intrudes the scene.

“what are watching..?” megumi hesitates before y/n jumps up, “10 things i hate about you”. “a romcom?” “yeah duh- what you don’t like them?” y/n replies dramatically. megumi looks at the girl mouth slightly apart, “i just didn’t take you for that type” y/n scrunches her eyebrows trying to defend herself before the movie starts, she then shushes the black haired boy and they settle in, watching the movie play. an hour and 37 minutes go by before the movie ends and y/n looks at megumi. “how’d you like it??” she asks excitedly, megumi looks down at the girl before criticizing the movie. “i mean it was okay but-.” “but?? don’t hate on what you can’t have megumi” y/n snaps back. megumi then proceeds to get up before saying “thank you for showing me something i can’t have, but i do have to go back to my dorm” he teases. y/n rolls her eyes “of course!! let me walk you out i guess” the two walk towards her dorm waving bye to each other before y/n yells “YOU DONT HAVE TO ASK TO STUDY TO HANG OUT WERE FRIENDS SOO” megumi looks back before putting his hand up to shows he understands, he slowly walks back to his dorm, red and a little shy after that, but this time with a small smile forming.

y/n locks the door before walking towards the kitchen to find herself meeting with maki. maki sits there with a judgmental glare leaning against the fridge. “you know it’s getting harder to defend you everyday right? y/n looks over to maki confused, “what- defend me from who?” maki walks over before putting a hand to her hair, “cmon y/n you and megumi, do you think toge just shuts the fuck up when he has a new ship to sail? or..” y/n then gets up to leave “maki, seriously we’re just friends” maki then stands before responding, “you show all your friends 10 things i hate about you?” y/n stands there silent before leaving, “whatever floats your boat maki! i’m going to practice!” maki laughs before yelling to her “why because you know megumi will be there to see you” y/n enters her room, not without flipping off her friend, that’s leaving laughing at her actions.

*while megumi and y/n are studying…*

authors notes:

hello hello! welcome to chapter 11! thank you for everyone who supporting this smau! in this chapter we’re seeing the development between the two “friends” and how their friendship will blossom into something deeper! thank you all for reading see yall chapter 12! <3

fun facts:

• y/n watches romcoms as a stress reliever from dance!

• megumi got there before y/n due to her being late and toge and maki took an opportunity to poke and investigate him

• nobara, toge and yuji became shippers a while ago but after their recent stream became bigger ones. (they def have a fan page for a megumi + y/n account…)

• the black swan variation is one of the hardest things to do, y/n’s feet has never hurt this much after a practice.

tags list!

@catobsessedlady @prettynai @notveevee @1l-ynn @xcalkenf @heyheyitsurdaily @aceakariii @meltedoctopie @hannahgcherry @juliiizh @domainexpansi0n @makeshiftproject

[downtherabbitholethatisanime]

It's 4am and too hot to sleep so you know what that means?? Time to do MATH :D

In ascendance of a bookworm they mention the price of a lot of things and the mention of 'silver coins' or 'gold coins' makes it sound like a lot right there and from the reactions of everyone else around myne it's clear she's spending alot. But I have absolutely no clue how shocked I'm supposed to be cause myne herself doesn't seem to have any problem with throwing money at things she wants. Leise, Fridas chef, actually comments on it in the side chapters of the LNs saying that a poor girl suddenly coming into a lot of money all at once has clearly skewed her sense of money.

So I'm gonna do a very simple conversion just to make the math easier

10 lions=10 cents

Small copper=10 lions=$0.10

Middle copper=100 lions=$1.00

Large copper=1,000 lions=$10.00

Small silver=10,000 lions=$100.00

Large silver=100,000 lions=$1,000.00

Small gold=1,000,000 lions=$10,000.00

Large gold=10,000,000 lions=$100,000.00

So $0.30 for some fruit at a market. Giving a 6 year old a couple dollars as thank for walking your daughter home.

After that it falls apart a bit. Tulli and mynes mom are really excited to be making $2 a hairclip to the point of pulling all nighters. Then again in the light novel myne also shows a lot of surprise that they're so excited over making so little. She has to rationalize with herself that in Japan small crafts like bracelets were sold for 100 yen and she later finds out that the baskets they made the year before likely paid only a couple small copper on top of the families having to provide their own materials.

Someone correct me if I'm wrong on this cause I'm too lazy to try to find the chapter but Ralph working part time as an apprentice brings home about 8 large copper a month. Or 80$. He's a child only working 3 out of 7 days a week so let's say people who just sign on to be full time (can't remember the term) make double as newly signed apprentices to keep math easy. That's 320$ a month

They're poor and they're not affected by late stage capitalism so this math is still fine especially since it's normal to have several working people

Lutz states later that he feels weird saving money when the most any poor commoner saves is stashing loose copper around the house for winter prep. So 5-10$ stashed here and there as emergency money.

Benno offers myne 2 small gold for the rinsham recipe as a way to help myne save for her devouring. She raises it to 3 and benno, a rich store owner, is incapable of going higher. With this conversion he offered 20,000$ and agreed to 30,000$. Given the circumstances the conversion still holds pretty well

Apprentice outfits for Lutz and myne are either 8 or 11 small silver I can't remember. So between 800 and 1,100$ for hand stitched work clothes for a high end store. Which means it has to be made with higher quality materials and made to order.

So when myne offers a large gold to enter the temple she's offering $100,000. It's no wonder everyone was shocked

Slight spoilers

I'm pretty sure the reward for helping Angelica pass her classes was a small gold for Damuel and Bridgette and a recipe for Cornelius. Thats 10,000$, enough to make a poor lay noble like Damuel weep tears of joy cause he can finally pay off a debt.

She tells the other dutchys she spent 18 LARGE gold on making a book of another dutchys history. She spent $1,800,000 on materials for a hobby (of course it was less for her since she made the stuff in her own workshop but no one else knows that and shes not about to explain it)

This girl is absolutely insane with money no wonder everyone is speechless

Someone add more examples cause thinking it out like this is actually so funny

[meticulous-muse]

𝔦𝔫𝔯𝔬𝔡𝔲𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫

"At a parent's meeting, my English teacher proclaimed that I should start a blog."

Hi!! My name is Hebe, and I have been writing since I knew how.

At age 7, I broke my right arm and taught myself how to write with my left hand purely to continue my flow of stories and such. At age 8, I accidentally wrote a Harry Potter fanfiction so good that my entire class would have me read a chapter to them each week. At age 11, my short story was published in a collection and was illustrated by professional artists. Now, at age 16, I am a burnt-out aspiring musician with a scarily low physics average and a dream.

Writing is my medium—poetry, stories, or songs; its how I express myself, and it is what I would love to share with you!

I am not going to pretend that I am some undiscovered gem, but if you ever see my name in the nominations for Best New Artist at the GRAMMYs, laugh to yourself, because you witnessed whatever this is supposed to be.

𝔞𝔟𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔪𝔢

𝔫𝔞𝔪𝔢: Hebe :)

𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔫𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔰: she/her (any at all really)

𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢𝔰: MUSIC!!, sitcoms, doing side quests with friends, inside jokes

𝔡𝔦𝔰𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢𝔰: rude people (why??), physics n maths >:(

𝔪𝔲𝔰𝔦𝔠𝔦𝔞𝔫𝔰 ℑ 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢: james marriott, taylor swift, chappell roan, doechii, tyler the creator, iiso

ℑ 𝔴𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔢 𝔞𝔟𝔬𝔲𝔱 my life experiences and how I feel towards my own circumstances

𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔰𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡 𝔣𝔬𝔩𝔩𝔬𝔴 𝔪𝔢 𝔟𝔢𝔠𝔞𝔲𝔰𝔢 I would love to get my stuff seen and hope to be able to represent the unrepresented

[zialltops]

East Side Of Sorrow

Word Count: 76,093

Chapters: 16/22

Rating: Explicit

Warnings/tags: Minor underage, no piv till 18, Graphic Descriptions of Violence, loss of virginity, older man/younger woman, reader is 17-18, Joel is 49-50, asphyxiation, voyeurism, face slapping, knife play, mask wearing, somnophilia, breeding kink, slow burn, murder mystery

Summary: It started at one of two points when you were sixteen, but for the life of you, you cant recall which came first. All you know, is a defining moment led you to the stark realization that you didn’t like the boys you sat beside in math class, weren’t interested in the seniors on the football field under Friday night lights—you didn’t want to dance with a boy at your high school prom, or have your first kiss under the bleachers.

You wanted a man.

Chapter List & Links

1. Summertime’s Close

2. Hey Driver

3. Fear & Fridays

4. Spotless

5. Ticking

6. Tourniquet

7. Smaller Acts

8. Jakes Piano - Long Island

9. Jakes Piano - Long Island (Part 2)

10. Tradesman

11. Nine Ball

12. Deep Satin

13. Sarah’s Place

14. Darling

15. The Outskirts

16. The Good I'll Do

✨spotify link here✨

[neet-aspirant]

23–10–2024, Wednesday

im scared so fucking scared about physics oh god i need to do something nothing is working ill start meditating again and i need to practice physics every day oh my god if it goes on like this forget about neet I'll not even do well in boards please god i need to do good in physics im so scared of it

practiced maths (2h)

read amines (45 mins)

completed biotechnology principles and process video lecture (1h)

learnt psych questions (1.5h)

worked on psych project (2h)

read biotechnology principles and process chp (1.5h)

video lecture of psychology chapter (0.5h)

video lecture + ncert solutions of em waves (1h)

physics neet mcqs (doesn't even count because i feel like a dumb idiot oh my god im so scared) (15 mins)

english project (1h)

plan for tomorrow

6.45 - 7.30 do maths

7.30 - 8.30/9 attend online class (not sure of timing)

9 - 10.30 learn psych questions

break

11 - 12.30 do physics numericals of ac currents

1.30 - 2.30 psych project

break

4.30 - 6 do finish practical work

6 to 7 ray optics video lecture

7 to 8.30 eng lit

8.30 to 10 maths lecture

11 to 12 psych project

[itzsephig5]

1 (Starlight)

My Masterlist

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Intro 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 Updated Character Info 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 Final Character Info

Important info for this chapter:

A phone call is written like this

Y/n's POV:

I sat up on my bed in my dorm room. I rubbed my eyes as I looked around the room. I was exhausted because I had spent most of the night in the campus lab working on a project. I rubbed my eyes before I heard my phone ringing. I let out a groan before looking at my phone and seeing that Wanda was calling me. I answered the phone and put it on speaker. "What do you want?" I grumbled. "Wow. You sound amazing." Wanda tells me. I rolled my eyes. "Did you just wake up or something?" Wanda questioned. "As a matter of fact, I did just wake up." I say. I hear her laugh over the phone. "Wow your sleep schedule sucks." She commented. "I was in the lab most of the night. I had a project to work on." I responded. "That must suck." Wanda says. I just sighed. "What do you want and why are you calling me?" I finally asked. "Oh right." Wanda says. "Did you want to meet me at the cafe? I don't have any missions or anything and I haven't seen you in person in like a month." She asked me. I think about it for a moment. "Sure. I don't really have to do my project today because I basically finished it last night. What time are we going to meet?" I say. "An hour? I have to see if Happy will drive me." Wanda says. "Yeah, in an hour works." I say. "Okay I'll see you in an hour. I love you." She tells me. "I love you too." I say before hanging up my phone.

I finally got off the bed before going to the closet and picking an outfit out for the day. When I finally finished getting ready, I noticed it was around the time that I need to get to the bus stop so I could make it to the cafe in time. I grabbed my bag before walking to the bus stop and getting on the bus. About five minutes later, I made it to the cafe. I walked into the cafe and saw that Wanda was sitting in the corner, away from everyone else, which was understandable. I walked over to where she was sitting at the table before I sat across from her. "Hey, you made it." Wanda says. I nodded my head before I noticed the coffee that was in front of me. "You didn't have to buy me the coffee." I say before taking a sip from it. "Yeah, yeah. Just keep drinking it." She says. I rolled my eyes at that. "How have you been doing? Busy with classes?" Wanda asked me. I nodded my head. "Engineering is completely different from journalism." I commented. "Well, no shit." Wanda responds. I just took another sip of my coffee. "But to be fair, you are like super smart. I mean, you graduated high school at 14, graduated NYU for the first time with a journalism degree at 18 and now you're already a sophomore at NYU for engineering at 21. That's actually insane." Wanda says. I just shrugged. "It's not that hard." I say. Wanda scoffed at that. "Bullshit. I can't even do complex math at all, let alone as quickly as you do. It's crazy." She tells me. "I'm just really good at math." I say. "Uh huh. And what's your IQ again?" Wanda asked. I let out a huff knowing she had me there. "175." I mumbled. "Exactly." She responds. We both sat and caught up with each other. "Why don't you come with me back to the compound. I want to keep hanging out with you, and there are not enough women in that place. It's too much testosterone." Wanda says. I just laughed at the last comment. "I don't know. I think I would feel awkward around everyone." I say. I wasn't completely lying, I would feel awkward, but I had other reasons that I didn't want to go there. "Oh, come on. Please!" Wanda begs. "Everyone is so nice, and I think they would really like you." She adds. I just sighed. "Okay fine, I'll come." I tell her. "Yay!" Wanda says excitedly. I finished my coffee as Wanda finished her drink. "Come on. Happy is waiting in the parking lot for me, and I'm sure he'll be okay driving you as well." Wanda says as she stood up and dragged me to the car. I noticed that it was a fancy car, but I wasn't sure why I was shocked. "Hey Happy!" Wanda says as she gets into the car making sure I also got in. "Who's your friend?" Happy asked her. "Oh, this is Y/n! We've been friends for a while now." She explained. I just waved at the guy. "Well, it's nice to meet you." The man said. I nodded. "You too." I say quietly. I noticed that Happy was looking at me through the rearview mirror, like he was trying to figure me out. "Are you guys ready to go?" He asked us. "Yeah, let's go."

[random-mailbox]

Random-Mailbox's Favorite Sailor Moon Fics - Week 46 - Tutoring

Back to our regularly scheduled programming after the excitement of @usamamoweek2023 (check out the blog for various contributions, master post is coming in a couple of days to allow for any late submissions).

This week we look at fics where Mamoru takes on the role of a tutor for Usagi in various settings - ranging from high school to university. Some are more lemony than others.

Reminder that @smquickies2023 are next week! August 6-12 (and is open to any SM pairings).

As always, my apologies in advance for spoiling some of these for you (Fic Titles are linked to either FFN or AO3 entries).

we are absolutely made of glass - @cgsf

This one shot is a lemony culmination of years of build-up that led to Usagi convincing Mamoru to help her graduate.

The Physiology of Tutoring - @uglygreenjacket

Usagi’s dad gets Mamoru to become her tutor for Biology because Ami’s methods were clearly not working. Leading to higher grades for Usagi, but also a lot of miscommunications and half truths spoken that will have to be cleared up. 

A True Hero: An Essay by Usagi Tsukino - @linlamont

Mamoru, who has been dating Rei for a bit, agrees to tutor Usagi in English in spite of his girlfriend’s protests. In this enemies to lovers fic, Usagi and Mamoru slowly discover how to co-exist before realizing what they mean to each other. 

i should tell you to leave ‘cause i (know exactly where this leads) - @goddamnelsa

Usagi thought that taking a physics class in university would be easy if she does it with her friends. Except Ami has too much on her plate to help, so she has to rely on her TA. With their tutoring sessions moving from office hours, to the library and eventually his apartment, Usagi and Mamoru have to make a decision on what they want to become and how ethical that might be. Make sure to read the entire series of stories! 

Stuff Tippy Wrote -- Sailor Moon edition: Chapter 20: Usagi is bad at math - @tiptoe39

Mamoru is trying to help Usagi understand how to solve for X in a new way - using Choco Pies!

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That's it for this week. Here is the schedule for the next month:

August 7 - Thunderstorms 

August 14 - Food

August 21 - Proposal 

August 28 - Locked In

Here are the links to the previous Tumblr posts in these series to explore more amazing works based on different themes - make sure to check them out if you haven't had a chance! (Click on title name to go to the post) - I will keep updating the list every week as new posts come up:

Week 1 - Groundhog Day

Week 2 - Established Relationships

Week 3 - Sex Positivity

Week 4 - Unfinished Stories

Week 5 - Darker Stories

Week 6 - Potions 🧪

Week 7 - Reveals

Week 8 - 👻Halloween🎃

Week 9 - Wrong Perceptions

Week 10 - Non-Senshi AU

Week 11 - In-Progress Fics

Week 12 - Mutual Pining

Week 13 - Enemies to Lovers

Week 14 - Slow Burn

Week 15 - Christmas Part 1 - Ugly Christmas Sweaters and Santa!

Week 16 - Christmas Part 2

Week 17 - New Years

Week 18 - High School AU

Week 19 - Slice of Life

Week 20 - Coffee shop AU

Week 21 - Huddle for Warmth

Week 22 - Friends to Lovers

Week 23 - ❤️Valentines Day❤️

Week 24 - Do a Grouch a Favour Day (or Cheer Up Fics)

Week 25 - Soulmate AU

Week 26 - Amnesia Fics (and resources)

Week 27 - 🍀St Patrick's Day🍀

Week 28 - Fix it Fics

Week 29 - Prompt: Mug

Week 30 - Flowers

Week 31 - Traditions

Week 32 - Dreams

Week 33 - Friends

Week 34 - Body-Swap

Week 35 - Medical Assistance

Week 36 - Sex Pollen

Week 37 - Psychometry

Week 38 - What If

Week 39 - Missing Scenes Part I

Week 40 - Green Jacket

Week 41 - Dr Chiba

Week 42 - Birthdays

Week 43 - Fluff

Week 44 - First Kiss

Week 45 - Reviving Shitennou

[circusmania]

SIN Chapter 3

➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵ Notes: Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11

♡ ➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵

Deception.

Suffocation.

Desperation.

Dissolution.

It was already the next day, Friday, the best day of the week! Which also means one more day until Omar's party! I can't wait!

The first period went along swellingly, now for theatre.

I sat down at the desk, it was seated between Judy and Omar.

“You excited for tomorrow?” Omar leaned in, I nodded and smiled while taking the notes from my binder.

“There's going to be plenty of stuff to do! We'll serve chips, alcohol, fruits-”

“Wait alcohol? Aren't we too young to drink?” Judy leaned into our conversation.

“What's wrong with living a little?” Omar laughed, Judy looked at me concernedly.

“Hey, I won't even be going near the alcohol. You don't have to worry about me.” I told her.

“If you don't want to drink alcohol, that's fine, we're going to have a punch bowl on the table too.”

“I'm not worried about what I'll drink, I'm concerned about if we get busted! We're only 17-18, we have to be at least 19!” Judy exclaimed, keeping her voice down.

“Close enough, and it's highly unlikely that we'll get caught,” Omar said.

This didn't reassure Judy.

“If you're so worried about it, maybe you shouldn't come.” Judy tensed at Omar's words.

“I'll come…” Judy whispered.

Omar shrugged while Judy slumped into her seat. He opened his astrology book and continued reading. Oh! That reminds me!

“Omar, you like dark fantasy, right?” He looked at me giddily.

“Yessss?? Why? You interested in it?”

“No, but Marcus is. He's into dark fantasy!”

“Marcus? Marcus D Angelo?”

I nodded, suddenly remembering all the events that happened yesterday. I still want to be friends with him, though… if he starts to get out of hand, I'll have to put some distance between us.

I turned back to Omar. “Yes, Marcus.”

Omar thought for a bit.

“Oh, heh, that's not surprising.”

“How so?”

“He just seems like the type to be.” Omar shot me a smile before turning back to his book.

Hmm, I guess he does seem like the type.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: 🔔🔔🔔:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Math is my second least favourite subject. Period.

Judy and I were walking together to our math class; she insisted on holding hands. We both stood at the doorway, examining the classroom in a way. Marcus was sitting at our table. Early as usual.

Judy kissed my cheek before skipping to her seat, she passed Marcus while slightly smirking at him. I scoffed, can't she just leave the poor guy alone?

I sat down next to him, noticing he was reading from a scrunched-up paper. I leaned in a bit.

It was a poem.

“You write poems?” He hid the paper under his stack of notes.

“Maybe” He didn't face my way, probably embarrassed.

“Sooo, did you decide if you were coming to Omar's party yet?”

“Yeah, I guess it wouldn't hurt to check it out.” He smiled.

“Now, back to the poem-”

“You're not reading it,” Marcus said, back to his usual monotone voice.

“Oh please!! I love to write poems! I swear I won't judge!” I tugged on his arm.

“Hmm, not right now, but probably in the future.”

He turned to face me, smiling.

I backed up a bit, just now noticing how close we were.

“Are you okay? You're turning red.” Marcus pressed the back of his hand onto my forehead.

“I'm fine! Just getting a bit hot in here, haha!” I fanned myself while averting his gaze.

“Are you sure? The nurse's office isn't that far-”

“I'M SURE.”

“Okay…” Marcus returned to his paper while looking up at the teacher who just walked in.

I took a few deep breaths, trying to calm myself down. This was a normal reaction! We were close (ON ACCIDENT) and it caught me by surprise! Totally normal reaction!

I hopefully managed to return to my normal colour.

I sighed, I can't wait for tomorrow.

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ 🌃🌆🌇☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

Yesterday passed like a breeze. It's finally time for a well-earned rest.

Omar's party isn't until later at night, so I have plenty of time to relax.

I grinned to myself.

Sometimes I forget I live alone. I only just moved into my apartment, a few months ago. It still feels like my parents will just pop out of nowhere.

I poured some cereal into a bowl and then some milk. I sat down and ate my breakfast.

I scrolled through insta till I got a notification from Omar.

Hyped for tonight!!

😎😎😎

Suddenly, my phone chimed with a new notification from Messenger. It was from an unknown number; it read “Hi”.

Btw, Marcus asked for your number. Thought y'all were buddies, so I gave it to him

Next time warn me about it first, got scared for a sec

lol

I changed Marcus's contact to his name and texted him back.

Hi

Hi! Marcus right?

Yeah

Cool. Getting ready for the party?

No. The party isn't until 7:30 pm

Right 😅

What are you gonna wear?

He was so blunt while texting, it was getting scary.

Nothing too fancy. Probably a hoodie at best.

Oh, I see. And your friends?

Well, that's new.

Judy is either going to match with Vanessa or just going to be casual, Vanessa is definitely going to go all out and Omar is going to wear something semi-formal.

Oh

Have you and Omar been getting along? He told me he gave you my number.

You could say that.

:)

That was enough texting for me. It was getting a little awkward.

My phone chimed again,

Marcus hearted your message: “:)”

I smiled.

I really couldn't wait for tonight.

＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚🎉🎊🎈˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊

I stood in front of Omar's house.

Even though I was ten minutes early, the house was already full.

A cold hand touched my shoulder, pulling me away from my thoughts.

“Heyyyy! Are you ready to party??”

“Hey, Vanessa.”

As I guessed, she was wearing a very… uh… revealing black dress. It barely covered her thighs.

“I guess I am…”

She dragged me by the arm and inside the house.

I have been to Omar's house many times, but it always amazed me how big it is.

There were multicoloured lights everywhere, people dancing, people drowning themselves in-

“Hey, is that Judy?”

I stopped in my tracks, Vanessa too.

Judy was in a middle of a ring of people yelling “Chug, chug, chug!” in unison while she chugged a whole bottle of wine. Jesus Christ!

“She seems like she's having fun, now c'mon, let's dance!”

She shrugged Judy off and dragged me away to the dance floor. This time I resisted and slapped her hand away, making my way toward Judy.

“Judy! What the hell are you doing?!” I pulled her away from the crowd, however, to my surprise, she pushed me away.

“Oh, fuck off, bAbE!”

“Excuse me?” I asked; she most definitely was drunk.

“You're always hic chatting and hic hanging out with that fa hick, never have time for meee…”

She slouched onto me.

“Judy, that's not it at all. He's just new and … isn't making friends…”

“EXCUSES!!!!” Judy blurted out, pushing me yet again.

“Go awayyy”

“What-”

“GO away! Leave me, go to hic your new boyfriend!!” She wobbled away, leaving me alone, blushing…

Boyfriend???

I'm not gay, I'm dating her! I'm straight! I think…

I spot Omar in the distance, he's wearing very formal attire and chatting with some girls. I recognize some of their faces, they looked older, but I'm sure they were still in our grade.

Omar looks my way, he (supposedly) makes up an excuse to the girls and jogs toward me.

“Hi there Omar!”

He wraps me in a big hug.

“So glad you could make it! Is everybody else here too?” He asks. I cringed.

Judy is probably crying in a bathroom, Vanessa is most likely somewhere trying to get laid, and Marcus-

Where is Marcus?

“Yeah… uhm, have you seen Marcus anywhere?” Omar cocks an eyebrow.

“Marcus? No, haven't seen him. Probably didn't arrive yet, or didn't come at all.” He shrugged and patted me on the shoulder.

“I'm going to go back, catch you later!” He winked and waved before walking back to the girls.

This party wasn't turning out the way I expected it to.

I looked around, everybody is either dancing, drinking or talking.

Ugh, it was starting to get stuffy in here…

I made my way outside to the balcony, the music slowly fading into the background.

I leaned against the rails, looking up at the night sky. There were many stars up tonight.

It was pretty.

I smiled and closed my eyes, staying silent for some time.

I suddenly felt a new presence appear next to me.

“Judy, if you're finally done moping around, Marcus and I aren't dating. Final-”

“Bummer.”

I opened my eyes and saw Marcus beside me.

“Sorry,” I blushed out of EMBARRASSMENT, “Judy's just making these random accusations.”

Marcus didn't say anything.

“You and Judy are dating, right?” Marcus asks.

I nod.

“Why do you always go after her?” He whispers, most likely to himself. I don't say anything.

He takes a cigarette out of his pocket and places it between his lips. He takes his lighter from his other pocket and lights the cigarette.

I groan, “You really have to stop.” He shrugs in response.

“It helps me keep my mind off things.”

“What things?”

Marcus pinched the cigarette's butt, the flame dying out.

“How did you do that without it burning your fingers?”

Marcus chucked the cigarette off the balcony.

“Done it so many times, my fingers are already numb.”

He crossed his arms and leaned against the rails.

The party was starting to get louder, as if they were cheering for something… someone.

I wonder what's going on in there…

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[rosesradio]

Ceaseless Eve is currently the same length as the literal classic book I have to read for English class lol.

(The book is of mice and men by the way)

oh nice ! ao3 says it’s at 30,010–though i really have more like 39,047 when i add what i have in my drafts (i’ve written like halfway through chapter 11)

i want it to be as long as an actual pjo book, but i don’t know if i can get there based on the plot—based on the math from the word counts online i’m looking at about a 76.5k average for a pjo book, though i feel like i’m going to reach 55k. then again i’m usually wrong about this kind of thing in a good way—for one of my other fics, camp triple pine, while writing it i predicted it to end at 50k and it ended up ending at 70k (and still some people say it’s rushed 😅) so who’s to say until i’m done

i also read of mice and men in school, i forgot what year but i want to say maybe 8th or 9th grade, so 6 or 7 years ago. it was very sad, i definitely cried—but i think it was an important read because it showed the standing of different minorities at the time (mostly special needs—I wanna say autistic but i guess we don’t know because it wasn’t known at the time? i can’t say for sure)

anyways thanks for the ask sorry for the ramble etc etc 😅

[blankingbloom]

5/26/24

Dear Angelica (aka future me),

Hey! How are you? Before I start my thousands of questions, let me first say, congratulations on graduating and finishing your senior year of high school!!! this must be a bittersweet moment for you, as I am experiencing this at the moment as a junior watching the grades above me graduate and do senior activities. Graduating is a once in a lifetime moment, not everybody gets to graduate due to unfortunate circumstances, but congratulations! Thank you so much for staying strong, the k-12 system is literally horrible lol. I just wanted to say, I (17 year old Angelica) will forever be within you. I am you, but I want you to have no regrets or wising to be me because “life was so carefree” 💀💀 naw it’s not I’m suffering rn lmfao I have 3 summer classes, a job to juggle and volunteer opportunities to catch up on and college apps 😿 whomp whomp. I so desperately want to be you right now! It may feel insufferable at the moment and you feel lots of bittersweet feelings and loneliness being unleashed from hell (prison) (kleinisd) (kleinhigh); you should know that there is a whole chapter ahead of you and you’ve achieved a milestone! When something ends, a new opportunity arises. I hope you’ll feel better soon, knowing how I feel now will probably affect you 10x deeper (you’ll understand). Highschool for me was no fun adventure; I was barely sociable, barely any friends (like a few ofc I’m not a loser), I felt like I wasn’t on track to be my genuine real self anytime soon, but you have the opportunity to change that through college. I need you to be stronger for me until we get our masters in compsci 💀. Be an academic weapon once more for us plz!! I know you want that so bad. I know our experience wasn’t the best, especially during covid and certain situations, but there is a whole life ahead of us, that is depending on our actions. I trust us to keep it up! BTW Im missing a ton of the 2023 seniors, I can’t believe that it’s real. It low key hurt seeing everyone I had classes with especially in financial math, english, photography, and a&p graduate. It’s so bittersweet it low key hurt my feelings, especially seeing everyone I grew up with who were a grade above me. I don’t want to forget them at all, I want to remember who they are! I never peaked in high school, but I’m never going to see these people again, unless it’s by a rare chance someday, I doubt they would recognize me. I guess I just grew attached. Anyways, I have some questions LOL.

1. What is our plan after graduating Highschool? What college are we going to?

2. Did we end up submitting any of our SAT/ACT scores?

3. What’s your favorite song currently?

4. Are we still dating Ben?

5. Did we make any new friends?

6. What is your college essay about?

7. What made us stronger?

8. How was senior year? Was it any easier taking AP classes? Do we understand pre-calc?

9. Do we still want to take comp sci?

10. What happened to your H‑E‑B job?

11. Did we get any stoles/cords for graduation or not?

12. What was our final Highschool GPA?

13. What’s our class schedule?

14. What do we look like now? Do I still have short hair? Do I still look gay?

15. Can we crochet with greater experience?

16. What’s your biggest worry?

17. Are you happy?

Thank you for reading this!! Respond to my questions soon. Goodbye! I will always be within you.

Sincerely, Angelica

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REPLY:

Hi Baby Angelica!

Since you're from the past, I have so so so much to catch you up on. Time flies by when you're consistently stressed out. But don't worry! I will answer your millions of questions first! Then we can actually discuss :)

1. What is our plan after graduating Highschool? What college are we going to?

A: We are doing Computer Engineering! After hours and hours of research, I wanted you to have opportunities in both the computer science and electrical engineering fields. I want you to have a lot of pathways so you can have tons of money and opportunities! We are going to UT Dallas. We got CAPPED from UT Austin and UW-Seattle was way out of our budget sadly. Maybe someday my love :(

2. Did we end up submitting any of our SAT/ACT scores?

A: Hell no, they were too low LMFAO

3. What’s your favorite song currently?

A: Talk by Beabadoobee, Antihero by Taylor Swift, any MSI song

4. Are we still dating Ben?

A: Yes <3

5. Did we make any new friends?

A: YES! We aren't friends with.. those girl(s) anymore. They were bad for you. WE HAVE MORE GENUINE AND KIND FRIENDS!! There is a whole world out there waiting for you. I love my friends.

6. What is your college essay about?

A: Bugs. In the UT Austin essays, we wrote about photography, allergies, tamagotchis, etc.

7. What made us stronger?

A: Learning to adapt, spreading love, reading people, putting ourselves in uncomfortable situations in order to grow. Being with likeminded people!

8. How was senior year? Was it any easier taking AP classes? Do we understand pre-calc?

A: PRE CAL WAS MY MOST HATED SUBJECT. It is so fricking hard I dont think I ever understood the concepts. The AP Classes had lots of work in it but you managed your time fine and it was never that serious anyways (except AP 2D art) that sucked a lot. Senior year was shit im not even gonna lie. I didn't even attend like 98% of the events LOL. Fuck no I am not going back!

9. Do we still want to take comp sci?'

A: Computer Engineering babe dont sweat it

10. What happened to your H‑E‑B job?

A: OUR LAST DAY WAS TODAYYYYYYYY

11. Did we get any stoles/cords for graduation or not?

A: One stole for NHS, one stole for DUDU CREDIT!

12. What was our final Highschool GPA?

A: 4.6/6.0 LMFAOOO

13. What’s our class schedule?

A: -1st period: Late Arrival (Used to be Photography 4)

A: -2nd: AP Art History

A: -3rd: Photojournalism/Office Aide

A: -4th: AP Psychology/Interpersonal Studies

A: -5th: AP 2D Art

A: -6th: AP Pre-Cal (idk how u survived but girl... never again)

A: -7th: Early Release

14. What do we look like now? Do I still have short hair? Do I still look gay?

A: You got the short hair back and we still look gay asf. We have new pink glasses though and they're see through! We still have bangs. Shit load of stretch marks though smh. Im like 115 pounds now.

15. Can we crochet with greater experience?

A: fuck no

16. What’s your biggest worry?

A: If my roommates will like me, I'll feel lonelier, money, If ill be smart enough for college, if my friends now will still want to hang out with me :(

17. Are you happy?

A: I could be happier but I am okay! Not stressed right now :)

[kybee1497]

Fic tag game

Tagged by @dark-visitors (thanks Visi!!)

1) How many works do you have on Ao3?

75

2) What's your Ao3 word count?

300,411

3) What fandoms do you write for?

So so many, lol. Jatp, Wednesday, descendants, do revenge, first kill, Batman (eventually, I have plans okay I just haven’t like done it yet). I’ve also written one fic each for bridgerton and wynonna earp.

4) What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Season of Woe (Wenclair - Wednesday)

Don’t talk to me or my scary goth gf ever again (Wenclair - Wednesday)

Bat vs. bug (calliete - first kill)

Fire in my blood (Wenclair - Wednesday)

Hate to say I told you so (Kathony - Bridgerton)

5) Do you respond to comments?

Yes? I really try to, I’m just horrifically bad at actually getting to each comment. I think overall I respond to like 50% of comments in a super nonsensical order.

6) What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Ha. Hahahahaha I’ve actually been yelled at many many times for this fic and it was so so worth it

Always by your side

Also

Never saw you coming (I’ll never be the same) Aka Luke leaves

7) What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Oh fuck idk, I love me some fluff. If we’re going purely based off of soft fluffy vibes it’s laughing at clouds so dark above, the suns in my heart (I’m ready for love) or dancing to the rhythm of your heartbeat

8) Do you get hate on fics?

No thank god, I would cry for days

9) Do you write smut? What kind?

… maybe so. I’m a kink girlie what can I say.

10) Do you write cross-overs?

No? No, not yet anyways.

11) Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope

12) Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

Yes! I wrote a Bridgerton fic with my beloved wife Rach @itsthebooks (whomst almost divorced me last week but she did not file the paperwork so it’s all good 😂) for the bridgerton troped round last year. I am a menace and would not shut up about this fic until it was written. It was a lot of fun tho!!

Hate to say I told you so

13) What WIP you would like to finish, but doubt you ever will?

Oh god most of them. The adhd hypefocus gremlin is a bitch and a half when she changes fixations. I really want to finish promise me you’ll catch me but I’ve been stalled out on the third chapter for like 2 years. I also want to finish here we go again but I’m pretty sure I wrote myself into a corner and idk how to fix it without trashing it and rewriting and I don’t have the patience for that.

14) What's your all-time favourite ship?

Again adhd hyperfocus gremlin rules my heart and mind so it depends on the day tbh. In terms of longest reigning ships it’s jukebox and bellarke. Currently I’m obsessed with all things batfam (familial/platonic obvi) and DCU

15) What are your writing strengths?

I’m really good at diving into a characters head and the way they think. One of my fave Fics, writing wise doesn’t have any dialogue or specific action, it’s more character study than anything else. It’s really easy for me to just write and be able to flow through memory’s and thoughts and feelings and how the character experiences the world. I’m sure there’s a word for it I’m just not remembering but it’s my favorite kind of writing

16) What are your writing weaknesses?

Um probably that I get really bogged down in action heavy scenes, I focus too much on where they’re bodies physically are and what movements they’re making and it takes me a billion years to write and I think I put in too much detail but I never know how to trim it down???

17) Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

There’s a reason I’ve only failed 4 classes in my life and 2 were math and 2 were a foreign language. It is a struggle for me. I don’t want to have to work that hard to write and also I’m afraid of fucking it up cause google translate is not reliable. I’ll do the occasional word or term of endearment but that’s pretty much it. Usually if the characters are speaking another language I’ll mention it in story and then write the dialogue in English

18) First fandom you wrote for?

Jatp

19) Favourite fic you've ever written?

No, you can’t make me 🥺

Always by your side cause I’m so fucking proud of the pain I unleashed

As if it’s really that easy to get over you (just snap your fingers) the aforementioned fic with very little dialogue or action, just vibes and character study into drea from do revenge

20) What fic would you want to rewrite one day?

I have no idea, I’m vaguely hoping to rewrite here we go again one day but tbh I barely have the focus to fics the first time.

Tagging: @itsthebooks @a-tomb-with-a-view @wr0temyway0ut @thatbitchmabel @fandomscraziness22 @angelofarts and anyone else that wants to do it, I’m so tired and totally blanking rn

[effervescentbee]

Just an update on my homework, I turned it in at 11:51 pm, 8 full minutes before it was due <⁠(⁠￣⁠︶⁠￣⁠)⁠>

Now all I gotta do is study for my algebra, chemistry, and medical terminology test tomorrow ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ

This is what I get for thinking I could handle all these advanced courses when I am chronic procrastinator

And cause I feel bad posting without it being something fandom related take stressed out miles (note that any and all stuff about miles and school is definitely me complaining about my school work)

When miles got to his dorm the first thing he did was kick off his shoes and fall face first onto the bottom bunk (I always say bottom/top bunk cause I have no idea who has which bunk Q^Q)

It had been a long day

The worst part? His day wasn't over, he still had a mountain of homework to get through. Okay, maybe that was an exaggeration but it definitely felt like a mountain of homework when he sat down and stared at the pile of notebooks and folders full of assignments for each of his classes

This was always the hardest part, actually starting. Should he start with the easiest ones to give himself a bit of a break before getting into the harder ones? Or maybe he should just get the harder ones out of the way? Maybe it was smarter to start with his first period homework since it was due first?

Miles groaned as he let his head fall into his desk with a loud bang. why did this have to be so complicated?

Miles felt his phone buzz in his pocket, he should really turn his phone off unless he wants to get distracted. He pulled the device out of his pocket and nearly broke down in tears right then and there, it was a reminder that there was a test in his math class tomorrow, one he had not studied for yet

That just added to the list of work and questions of what he should do first. Now that he was aware he had a test it was probably more important to study for it then to do homework, it was worth more of his grade after all- but, he had missed so much schoolwork already and he wasn't sure if he could afford to not do the homework

Miles sighed as he pulled out his computer, he had to check his grades to make sure he could afford this, not doing the homework. He froze as he pulled up website, he really didn't want to check his grades

What if he was failing? He knew it was an unreasonable thought, just a few weeks ago he had all A's and he had been doing all the work he could and he knew he had been getting nothing but A's and B's on those, a missed day or two wasn't going to bring his grade down that bad, but what if?

Miles sucked in a sharp breath, checking his grades right now was not an option, and it wouldn't be an option until he was certain he was passing

What did that leave him with then? 7 classes worth of homework and a test to study for, all in- miles checked the time, it was 5:32

Right, 7 classes and a test in 13 hours, when he put it that way it didn't sound too bad. Miles looked through his homework, 2 worksheets, 3 packets, 1 essay, a few chapters of a book to read, and all the reviewing he had to do

Okay, he could start with math, his first period. All he had was a worksheet that would take maybe 30 minutes, then he couldn't move on to his next class and read the book, that would take him about an hour or so

The other worksheet would also take 30 minutes, each of the 3 packets would take an hour, the essay would take maybe two hours plus, and he could review for an hour at the minimum

That would all take... 8 hours at the minimum, let's move it up to 9 hours just to be safe. That left him 4 hours, he could use that time to shower and look over his work to make sure it was right. Then he couldn't go over his math notes one last time and then he'd go to class and he'll have all his work done and he'll be ready for the test

This could really work. Sure this means he has to stay up all night but it's not like it'd be the first time, besides, his parents always told him his number one concern in life should be school

With that, miles sat at the desk and began working on his homework

Just me projecting last week lol

Anyways I don't know how to tag and always use the minimal amounts so if someone could reach me that'd be great cause I suck at this