#get up helps sm with my procrastination

[shinsoukover]

comfort album, comfort album

[lostgirlmuseum]

Who the Hell is Daryl?

Summary: Bucky is in love with you, and finally finds the courage to tell you. But what happens when it sounds like someone else is already in the picture? (Miscommunication!)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x f!Avenger!Reader

Words: 2k

Warnings: Miscommunication trope! Only one small mention of “Y/N”, teensy bit of yelling, let me know if I missed anything.

A/N: Wrote this a couple days ago and put it in drafts, spontaneously posted bc I'm procrastinating on an essay. Okay I'll get back to hw now :(

Dividers: @firefly-graphics

He was going to do it. He was really going to do it. 

He was finally going to ask you out.

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To the surprise of everyone on the team, you and Bucky had become fast pals after you joined six months ago. Something about the two of you clicked. ‘Opposites attract’ and all that, but Bucky always felt it went deeper than that.

The two of you had never argued, something he felt very proud of, considering he argued with most people. But not you. Never you.

The moment he decided that he needed to man up and ask you out wasn’t anything fancy. You were sparring with Wanda across the gym, and he was simply watching you work in tandem. He watched the entire 15 minute session, and didn’t take his eyes off you, even as you approached him. 

“Buck, I’m out of water, can I take a sip of yours?”

He nodded, “Sure, Doll,” and tossed you his bottle. 

You shot him a charming smile and opened the cap, and not-so-gracefully chugged half the bottle. You wiped your upper lip and handed it back to him. 

“Thanks, Jamie,” you breathily said, and jogged back to the arena. 

His head was completely empty except for a single thought, tumbling through his desert mind like a tumbleweed.

I’m going to marry her someday.

He shocked himself with the thought, he wasn’t sure where it had come from. But he couldn’t help the grin that snuck its way onto his lips as he realized he didn’t disagree with the thought.

Of course before marriage is dating. One step at a time Buck. 

After his realization, he had spent the next three days planning the perfect way to ask you out. He went through an entire list of ideas, but none of them seemed good enough for you. He wanted it to be perfect. But as the clock ticked on and he started running out of paper, he realized it was best to just be honest about his feelings. 

You had just gotten back from a solo mission, and Bucky was hanging out in your room as you showered.

He was blushing like an idiot and fidgeting like crazy on your bed as he waited for you to hurry up. It was surprising he had so much self control as to not blurt it out while you were showering.

“Oh, Bucky,” you called from the bathroom, the sound of the water pausing.

“What’s up?”

“Could you set an alarm on my phone for 7:30 A.M. tomorrow before I forget? I think I left it on the side table.”

“You got it, Doll.”

“You’re the best! I’m almost done, I’ll be out in like two minutes,” you called, and soon after the sound of rushing water resumed.

Bucky grabbed your phone and typed in the passcode, his heart fluttering a little as he thought about how you trusted him enough to know it.

But the flutter stopped almost as quickly as it started, the moment your phone turned on and resumed on your text string with someone. He would’ve ignored it, but a red heart at the top of the screen caught his eye.

Who the hell is “Daryl,” and why does he have a heart emoji next to his name?

Bucky couldn’t help himself as his eyes flitted over your last texts.

Daryl ❤️ I’m back in town, lemme know when you’re around 

You About to leave for a quick mission, but I’ll be back tmw evening. I miss you sm :( how about we meet up Monday morning at 8 at Bernie’s cafe?

Daryl ❤️ Lets do it. And I miss you too, can’t wait to see your beautiful face!! I love you, be careful

You Love you too, and Im always careful 😘

Bucky felt sick to his stomach. You had never mentioned a brother named Daryl, or any other kind of family member. And you’d told him about all your closest friends, and none of them were named Daryl. How did Bucky not know you had a boyfriend?

Bucky fought the urge to scroll up, and quickly tapped out of the app, and set the alarm you asked him to set. 

So you were meeting this “Daryl” tomorrow morning?

Bucky heard the water stop, and the sound of the shower curtain shuffling.

Shit. You were getting out. Fuck, he wasn’t ready to face you.

You’d never mentioned you were in a relationship before. He would remember. How long have you been dating? And more importantly, why did you keep this from him? Did you feel like you couldn’t trust him? Maybe you weren’t as close friends as he’d thought.

“Which movie did you want to watch tonight?” You asked, peeking out of the door with a turquoise towel wrapped around you.

“Um, I’m actually really tired, suddenly. I think I’m going to go to bed.” Bucky stuttered, avoiding your gaze as he quickly stood up.

“Oh, okay,” you responded, disappointment and concern lacing your voice. “Everything okay?”

“Everything is fine. Glad you got back safe. Good night.”

With that, Bucky ducked out of your room and practically ran back to his.

Bucky tossed and turned, and once he got over his embarrassment, he settled into a familiar depressive feeling. Of course you didn’t like him back. What the fuck was he thinking? He’s—well, he’s Bucky. Broken, only destined to ever be your friend. How could he be foolish enough to think you would love him like he loves you. At about hour 4, the heartbreak started turning into betrayal. Betrayal that you kept this from him. And soon enough, that betrayal festered into a kind of resentment, something he’d never felt for you before.

He didn’t get much sleep that night.

Bucky checked the clock for the 20th time in the past 5 minutes. 7:45 A.M. You were probably about to leave. Bucky felt his heart clench. He was usually up by 7, and eating breakfast in the common area by 7:30. He sat at the barstool, dragging his spoon around his now soggy Coco Puffs, waiting for you to appear. Why he felt the need to torture himself, he didn’t know.

Finally, he heard your steps coming down the hall. 

And there you appeared, wearing the most beautiful sundress he had ever seen. It was lavender, and had small white flowers adorning the skirt, and it fell just above your knees. 

Bucky took you in, and his momentary adoration turned back to his heartbreak. You were dressed up as if you were going on a date. There was no chance this wasn’t your boyfriend.

“Good morning Bucky, did you sleep okay last night?” 

“Yes.” He lied. Maybe you would tell him the truth if he asked. Yes it would hurt hearing the truth from your mouth, but he wanted to give you a chance to tell him your secret. “Where are you headed?”

“To meet a friend,” you nodded smoothly. 

Maybe Bucky was crazy. Maybe he was overthinking all of this. Maybe Daryl really was just a friend.

“Which friend?”

“Penny.”

So you were just flat out lying to him now. Bucky nodded and waited for you to leave before moping back to his room. He wanted to cry. And he did for a minute, or two, but his tears turned from sad to angry when he remembered you were now lying. You never lied to Bucky, and Bucky never lied to you. At least, he thought that was how it was. He clenched his fists, mad at you for betraying him, but more mad at himself for believing he could ever have you.

He didn’t move from his bed.

“Bucky?” Your voice emerged after three knocks to his door.

He couldn’t get himself to respond. 

The door slowly creaked open, a stream of light flooding his dark room.

“Hey Buck. You okay? You seemed a little off this morning.”

“Fine.” He mumbled, not turning over in bed to face you.

A pause. 

“Jamie, what’s wrong?” You asked, closing the door behind you and flicking on the light. 

“Don’t call me that.”

“What?” You asked, slightly taken aback. You thought he loved your affectionate nickname for him.

“I don’t want you to call me ‘Jamie’ anymore.”

“Okay…”

He felt the bed dip as you sat next to him. 

“Bucky,” you whispered, “please talk to me.”

He sat up and gave you a pointed look. Was he being immature? Yes. But what could he do, he just discovered that his best friend has been lying to him, and doesn’t love him.

“Where were you?” He asked.

You furrowed your brows a moment, trying to piece together where he was going with this. 

“I was at Bernie’s with Penny.”

“Don’t lie to me.” He sneered.

Your eyes widened at his bite.

“I’m not lying? Bucky, what is going on?”

“What’s going on is that you’ve been keeping the fact that you have a boyfriend from me. Why don’t you want to tell me?”

“A boyfriend?” You blinked. “I don’t have a boyfriend,”

“Why won’t you be honest with me?” He yelled, and you scooted back.

“I am!”

“Then who is Daryl?”

“What?”

“I saw your texts last night, when you asked me to set your alarm.” Bucky looked down at his lap, ashamed.

“Bucky,” you sighed, and a look of understanding crossed your face. A moment later you held out your phone to him.

“What?” He asked, dumbly looking at your outstretched hand. The screen was on your text string with Daryl.

“Call the number.” You simply said.

“What?” He repeated.

“Take my phone, and call the number.”

Confused and suspicious, Bucky grabbed your phone and hesitated over the call icon. 

“Go ahead,” you urged.

He pressed the button. 

Ring.

Ring.

Ri—

“Hey!” A familiar feminine voice rang through the speaker. “What’s up hon?”

“Hello?” Bucky said, looking from the phone to you to the phone.

“Uh, hi? Is that Bucky?”

“P—Penny?” He sputtered.

“Hey Bucky! What’s up, is everything okay? I thought Y/N was calling.”

“Hey Pen,” you interjected, “Everything’s fine, I’ll call you back in a bit, kay’?”

“Sure thing, bye, love ya,” Penny added, and hung up.

Bucky stared at the now blank phone, baffled.

“I don’t understand.”

“Bucky,” you sighed, and tilted his chin to look at you. “I don’t have a boyfriend. Penny is in my contacts as “Daryl” because it’s my funny little nickname for her. My Dad has had a best friend since grade school named Daryl, and they don’t see each other often, but when they do it’s like nothing has changed. They get along like no time has passed. I call Penny “my Daryl” because I know that even if we don’t talk for years, we are so close that I know we would be the exact same.”

Bucky sat quietly for a moment, simply taking in your story. He felt really stupid.

“I’m sorry,” he started, “I shouldn’t have yelled at you. I’m sorry I called you a liar.” He struggled to meet your gaze, ashamed of what he did.

“Jamie—can I call you Jamie now?”

He nodded sheepishly.

“Jamie, I forgive you. But I wish you had just talked to me about it, and asked me. We are usually so good about being open with each other. What happened?” You asked, wide eyes looking into his.

“I know, I’m sorry. I flipped out, I guess I was just shocked, because I was going to—” he licked his lips, “well, I was…”

“You can tell me, Bucky. Honesty, remember?” You soothed, placing your hand on his leg.

He gulped.

“I was going to ask you to be with me.”

You tilted your head, not quite understanding.

“Like, I was gonna ask if you’d let me be your boyfriend.” He mumbled. “So when I saw that you were texting and saying ‘I love you’ to some guy, I guess I was just blindsided.”

“James,” you smiled, moving yourself to sit on his lap. You brought your forehead against his. “You silly, jealous man.” You gently stroked his cheek with your right hand. “You want to be my boyfriend?"

"It sounds so juvenile, I don't know, I just want you to be mine, and for you to call me 'yours,'" he mumbled.

"I accept," you giggled, and watched his glittering eyes shoot to yours.

He had started to say something, but he stopped when you brought your soft lips to his.

“I'm so happy,” he whispered between kisses.

Suffice it to say, Bucky completed step one of the path to marrying you.

A/N: Tysm for reading! If you liked it, please feel free to let me know!

Also I'm sorry if the ending sucks, I wrote this in a couple hours and Idk why I'm so bad at endings gahh

Here's my Masterlist if you'd like to read more!

[cherryobx]

Hey!! I saw that you are taking requests (I also want to procrastinate studying, lol), so I thought I would request a Rafe oneshot where maybe he is helping his girlfriend move into her dorm and a bunch of frat guys start hitting on her and asking if she needs help and he gets all territorial and jealous? Just some cute fluff? Please and thank you, lovely!!!

Move-in day || R. C.

summary: Rafe helps you move in to your dorm but becomes territorial when a guy doesn't get the hint.

word count: 1.3k

a/n: i'm not sure i like this one but bare with me i haven't written anything in more then a year so, thank you sm for the request!!! i love how all of you are supporting my procrastination and/or procrastinating yourself haha

warnings: some guy

You unlock the door, revealing your dorm room. It’s very basic and bland but you can’t wait to start decorating it to make it feel more like home and a safe space for you to relax in. There are two single beds on each side of the room. Also two closets and tables for you and your roommate who hadn’t moved in yet. Your roommate was assigned to you by the school since you didn’t have any friends or acquaintances that were also going to this college. You’d much rather share a room with someone you know but it is what it is.

You choose a side of the room and sit on the edge of your new bed, looking around the room and taking everything in. You can’t believe you’re actually here. After all the hard work and applying to many different colleges, you got into your dream school. You’d only dreamed about this place in your head and now you’re physically here.

You then leave the room and on your way outside you dial Rafe who dropped you off and then went to find a good parking spot near the housing. 

“Yeah?” he answers the call.

“Where are you?”

He describes where he parked his car and directs you to him. You already see him from across the parking lot and give him a wave, which he returns with a big smile and a wave of his own.

The trunk of his car is popped open and he’s already stacking boxes into the carts provided by the school.

“How was it?” he asks as soon as you reach him, referring to the room. 

“Pretty okay.” You shrug and grab a few bags from the back seat, slinging them over your shoulders. Then you manage to grab a box of your books as well. It’s heavy but the room is not that far away.

“Are you sure you can carry that much?” he calls after you.

“It’s rude to call your girlfriend weak, Rafe.”

“I’m not calling you weak!” he defends himself.

“Yeah, right,” you laugh. “Third floor, 5th door on the right.”

You leave him unloading the car in the parking lot while you make your way back to the building. On the way to the third floor, you bump into some guys on the staircase. 

“Hey! Need any help with that?” one of them asks, hands already outstretched. Since your shoulders are already hurting because of the weight of the stuff you’re carrying, you accept his help. What were you thinking taking the stairs? The elevator was right there.

He takes the box from your hands and lets out a grunt. “Damn, that’s heavy! What’s in here?” he starts making his way up the stairs and you follow, adjusting the straps of the duffle bags on your shoulders. The dude’s friends follow you two, whispering something unintelligible behind your back but they’re too quiet to make out what they’re actually saying.

“My books.”

The guy chuckles and asks where your room is. You tell him and soon enough you reach the third floor. He pushes open the door leading to the third floor dorms and holds it open for you while you scramble past him to your door. You fish out the key from the pocket of your pants and open the door. 

“You can just put it on the table.” I let the guy into my room while his friends linger in the doorway.

Thanking him, you throw the bags on your bed. He places the box gently on the table and then turns to you. “What’s your name?”

“Y/N.” You give him an awkward but polite smile, hoping he’d get the hint and leave now but he leans against the desk, crossing his arms on his chest instead. He looks like he’s not planning to go anywhere.

“You wanna come to a party tonight, Y/N? Bunch of upperclassmen are throwing a little party for the freshmen. You could be my date.”

You stare at him, eyes wide. “Uhmm, thank you for the invite but no. I have a lot to unpack and-”

“Oh come on!” he interrupts. “We could have fun and get to know each other. And drink.”

“No, thank you. I appreciate your help and all but I think you should go now.”

“Don’t be like that! You haven’t even given me a chance.”

“You will not get a chance either way. I have a boyfriend.” 

“So? You’re in college now, let loose. He doesn’t have to know. ”

Meanwhile Rafe has finally made it to the third floor with the two carts full of your belongings. He pushes them out of the elevator and towards your room. Already from the elevator he can see two guys standing at your door, which he finds very suspicious. He faintly hears the conversation going on in your room and his blood starts to boil. When the two guys standing there notice him arriving, they scurry off and Rafe scoffs before entering your room.

“Know what?”

The guy leaning on your desk is startled and he stands up, not so cocky anymore. “Uhh…”

Rafe now stands between you and the guy whose name you don’t even know. He straightens his back and stares him down with that mean look he has but which he has never used on you. The other guy is obviously intimidated by him since Rafe is basically towering over his shorter frame.

“She said no. She has a boyfriend. So I suggest you leave before I punch you in the face so hard no girl will even look in your direction ever again,” Rafe growls.

“Whatever she’s not worth it anyways.” The guy shrugs and turns to leave. Rafe’s fists are clenched by his side and he looks like he’s about to strike when you place your hand on his back, making him look at you over his shoulder.

“Drop it.” Rafe takes a deep breath and you feel his shoulders relax under your touch.

The guy lets out a scoff as he leaves but Rafe’s eyes remain on you. “Are you okay?” he asks, worry laced in his voice as he turns to face you, hands now on your shoulders.

“I’m fine. He just helped me with my books and he got the wrong idea.”

“A very wrong one at that. I was so close to punching him in his stupid face for even talking to you in the first place.”

You place your hand on his chest, feeling his heart beat under your palm. “You can’t stop every guy from talking to me. You’re not even here most of the time.”

“Watch me.”

“Rafe.”

He rolls his eyes.

“I’m serious. But he was a jerk anyway. I go for non-jerk guys.” Your lips are turned into a slight smirk.

“Do you now?”

“Yeah.”

“Am I not a jerk?” he asks, hands sliding down to your hips, pulling you flush against him.

“Oh, you definitely are, but just not to me.”

“I’d never be a jerk to you. You know that, baby. But you’re mine. I can’t stand the thought of guys like him talking to you.” He lets out a frustrated sigh.

“I know but I can handle myself.”

“I know you do.” But the next time he visits, he hands you a little box which contains a necklace with his name so everyone knows you’re taken.

[luvfy0dor]

RRRRAAAAAH i’m so insane abt dad fyodor i’m!!!!! imagine him helping the kid with schoolwork and attending parent meetings i’m so? feel free to decline! <3

“Multiplication Sucks ♡” - Dad!Fyodor Dostoevsky x GN!Reader ੈ✩‧₊˚

Warnings; None!

Description; Fyodor helping his daughter with her homework assignment, I'm so sorry it's so short : [ I tried writing a scenario for a parent teacher meeting but I kept scrapping my ideas, ill do a part two at some point i promise!

A/n; I LOVE THAT WE ALL LOVE DAD FYODOR SM DJSJEJS THANK YOU DAD!FYODOR ANON FOR BLESSING US WITH THIS WE LOVE YOU 💜 ALSO IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG TO GET OUT ANON AHHH 💔

Headcannons !! ༊*·˚

• Fyodor is the type of dad to let his kid waste no time when it comes to homework. He wants them to get it done the very night it's assigned so they can relax afterwards and not gain the habit of procrastinating.

• You will catch him walking your kid step by step through their homework. He's not the type of parent to yell out of frustration, especially not over his kids homework.

• He can help the child with most subjects, but he's especially good at math and therefore some sciences. He's good with history, too.

• At one-on-one parent teacher meetings, he already knows what to expect. He knows his kid is well behaved, he raised them well mannered and respectful. He also knows that his kid is smart and does well on their assignments, they get it from their papa.

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(As always, d/n is daughters name, p/t is parental title)

You sat on the couch with Fyodor, leaning on his shoulder while you watched a movie. He seemed relatively intrigued while he chewed on his fingernails. His hair was messily pulled back, his bangs falling through the grip of the ponytail holder and back into his face. His free arm was around your waist, holding you close. Your daughter was being relatively quiet, you couldn't really hear her footsteps going back and forth around her bedroom like you usually could. All of a sudden though, you could hear some frustrated groans. Fyodor definitely heard it too, turning his head to look at you. After a second he got up from the couch and walked towards d/n's room.

He knocked on your daughter's door lightly, opening it upon hearing a soft "come in". He walked into her bedroom, his eyes immediately falling onto the young girl slouched over at her desk with a pencil in hand. He tilts his head and notices the sheet of paper in front of her, half finished with lots of scribbled out things.

"What's wrong, Malyshka?" He asks, reaching out and rubbing her back in consolation. The young girl sits up with a pout, her lip quivering a bit. "Multiplying is stupid!" She says sadly, placing her pencil down gently and crossing her arms. Fyodor picks up and examines the paper, humming as he reads over the simple and basic multiplication problems. "Well, I can help you. There's no need to cry over it." He says, petting her head gently and putting the paper back down. "Is it this one that's troubling you?" He asks, pointing to one of the problems with the pencil. She nods, sniffling.

"16 x 2..." He hums for a moment, thinking of a way to explain this to her. "If you can do 6 x 2 and 10 x 2, all you have to do is add them together." He says, handing the pencil to her. "You're a smart girl, I know you can do it." He says, remaining at her side while she uses the strategy he provided her. Her tongue slightly pokes from the corner of her lips as she comes to her conclusion of 32 after a couple of seconds.

"Is that right, papa?" D/n asks, looking up at Fyodor for approval. "Yes, you did a good job." He praises her with a proud smile, patting her head. She nods and moves onto the next question, and before she knows it, she's done! Fyodor was happy that she didn't give up and powered through, finally starting to grasp the concept. All she needed was a little more help, the help that her father was right there to give her.

A/n; AHHHH I love dad Fyodor sm like imagine him going to father-daughter dances omg I die

[gorgeouslypink]

HIIII PINK!!! When I heard you were leaving I was so sad I even started crying and started to doubt myself on entering the void. I was like “how tf am I going to get into the void without pink???” I started procrastinating reading some of your post basically stalking ur page staying up til 4 in the morning (I was desperate 😭). I realized that I already read all of ur post, nd I just was surprised on how much time I wasted trying to get into the void. And I always dreamt abt putting a success story in your inbox. I already had all the knowledge i needed so what’s the point of more? I deleted tumblr and thought of anything that could help me get in the void. I did SATS while listening to my subliminal playlist, i daydreamed abt the void and my desires for fun, i affirmed for my void concept randomly throughout the day, feeling of the wish fulfilled, listened to delta waves when I was abt to sleep, and I meditated once a day for 10 mins. Meditation was optional but whateva 🤷‍♀️. I ONLY DID THAT FOR THREE FREAKING DAYS. And Im still mad at myself for wasting time procrastinating for 9 months. I was going to take a nap and I was in a drowsy state, so might as well affirm for the void right? I started saying affs like “I’m in the void”, etc etc. Once I started affirming, everything was just calm Yk? My body wanted to move but it was like it couldn’t cause the state I was in was calm asf. So I closed my eyes and just repeated the affs in my head over and over and over until I got this feeling like as if my body was floating, then I payed attention to it for a split second then ignored It after. I kept on affirming then I felt like I was being pulled then let go and it was as if I was falling. Everything got darker and quieter. So then I got scared and jumped because that scared me soo bad (I’m a easy person to scare 😔). After that, I felt like I was actually a master at the void, I took a nap again and I had the same feeling but when I felt like I fell I kept my calm. Then I couldn’t hear my fan which was louddd, I opened my eyes to total darkness, I was scared for two seconds and realized I was in the void!! Ngl I had a whole list set up with my desires and I was ready to affirm and goooo!!! But I realized how calm the void is and stayed there for what felt like 5 minutes. I did affirm I had all my desires and that I was able to wake up in the void under 5 seconds. When I woke up from the void it was 9 pm and I took a nap at 2!!! I woke up with all of my desires nd shi. (I would explain in more detail in how I got in and stuff like that but I was in a rush and didn’t want to make this too long 😀)

BUT THANK YOU SMM PINK, IM GOING TO MISS U SM. YOU HAVE BEEN A REALLY BIG HELP WITH MY VOID JOURNEY, I TRULY APPRECIATE EVERYTHING U HAVE DONE FOR THIS COMMUNITY, MAKE SURE TO ENJOY UR SELF 💗💗💖💖💖💗💕

✌️😼

Hi love!!! Omgosh I'm so proud of you! This is so cute and you deserve this so much and I'm genuinely happy for you. 💗

[discoveredreality]

intro post <3

don't mind me editing this like every single day lol

my dm's and askbox is always open if u want to talk <3

anons are welcome too <3

also if u want to make new friends i am right here pls say hi im fucking lonely😭

anyways

BELOVED MOOTS <33333 (everyone is tagging them and this is fun)

this in no particular order just whoever pops up on my dash or smth idk. not every moots just the ones i actually know lol. ok so

@im-ur-sleep-paralysis-demon THEY'RE AMAZING LOVE THEM SM IF U DON'T FUCK OFF BECAUSE OMG KJHLGJKFJHLKYFJHKJGL

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@book-girl4eva SHE'S AMAZINGGGGG. IT'S SO EASY TO GOOF AROUND W HER I LOVE IT. SHE ALWAYS SLAYS SO HARD. EVERYTHING ABOUT HER SLAYS. idk if you'll see this but this is for u pookie <3

@mil-pinterest-sss-here-i-am ??? questioning why we're moots. but he's literally so nice. literally will be my therapist and help me w maths because that shit is impossible 😭

@dandelionflowery omg literally so kind and everything all the time. so fun fun reading their fics and doing shit together omg

@sweetwarmcookies16 OMG RIJGDJFGIJFGIF THE BEST I LOVE PLAYING GAMES TOGETHER AND TALKING AND EVERYTHING. ALSO AN AMAZING WRITER

idk brain isnt braining ill add ppl as i go along

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about me

i'm ari. she/her. nicknames welcome. go wild. dude/bro/girl/literally anything is also fine. i use 'lol' and '<3' too much. minor. literally the biggest procrastinator and so disorganised i dare u to find someone worse than me. i'm indian but i live in australia. bengali/north indian idk. band kid :D my pinterest is here. PLEASE DM ME IF U WANT TO. I NEED FRIENDS. IM AWKWARD AND BAD AT MAKING CONVERSATION BUT STILL PLS 😭😭😭

personality/star sign or whatever

according to the mbti test here i am an istp-t. i am also a cancer. i found out my sun, moon and rising signs and the marauders version and i wrote it down and lost it so then i redid it and i lost it again so i can't bother at this point someone help me :(

time zone

Australian Eastern Standard Time (AEST) i think?? SUCK ON THAT AMERICANS AND WHOEVER ELSE EHHEHEHHEHE ;LSDJFSFJIJFDJF;LJ

my music taste

i love taylor swift, conan gray, olivia rodrigo, sabrina carpenter and honestly a lot of other stuff lol. also love bollywood music.

favourite books and authors

i love reading and i'm usually a really fast reader lol. i love harry potter (fuck jkr tho), kotlc, chetan bhagat books, the inheritance games, agggtm, literally all of karen m. mcmanus's books, the divergent series, pjo and hoo, lorien legacies, the selection, powerless, soc, girl in pieces, dictionary of lost words and bookbinder of jericho, all the books by amish, and a bunch of other books.

dni

idk the usual?? if u think ppl arent valid or you're literally an asshole. honestly you all can go get stuffed. idgaf

tag games and shit

yes you can absolutely tag me. i love tag games and chain asks. sometimes i may not get to doing it but i usually will and it makes me so happy when i'm tagged lol

tags

i don't post that much stuff so i don't really have mulitple tags for my posts. anything or any shitposting or thoughts will be tagged #ari's shit. for asks it's #ari gets an ask?

fandoms!

i'm literally obsessed with drarry but i'm mostly part of the marauders fandom. i'm starting to make my way through all of the marauders fics. i love love love hermitcraft. i'm an ethogirl literally who doesn't love etho?? also really into trafficblr. i literally love six of crows so much like omg. desperately trying to get through the magnus archives im only 8 years late haha i also love kotlc sm. (team foster-keefe forever!) i'm low-key in love with keefe sencen cause omg. aaaand also a bunch of other shit but those are the main ones idk bro

i'm bored and this is too long already might as well add more so here are a bunch of userboxes :D

and that's all not because i have self control but because there is a limit to images per post 😭😭😭 i literally had to delete some of my aesthetic images for this soooo

all the above photos are not mine, i got them off of pintrest.

my profile pic is obviously from the makowka picrew here

the beautiful dividers are linked here. these are by @saradika-graphics she is a literal star these dividers are so good

IK THIS IS WAY TOO FUCKING LONG AND I KEEP ON ADDING SHIT MORE SHIT SO IF U ACTUALLY LIKE READ TO THE BOTTOM THIS HERE IS FOR U LMFAO ILYSM <333333

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❝ THE PARTNER PROJECT ❞ — JAKE SIM

PAIRING → jake sim x fem!reader || GENRE → friends to lovers!au, non-idol!au, dancer!au, fluff, angst || WORD COUNT → 8.6k

FEATURING → tomorrow x together’s yeonjun; le sserafim’s chaewon and yunjin; nmixx’s lily; ive’s wonyoung and liz; and newjeans’ danielle || WARNINGS → mentions of food, contains an argument or two between jake and reader (lmk if i’m missing any!)

SYNOPSIS → being part of the same dance team for two years and counting, jake and y/n have never found the courage to confess to each other about their feelings, until one day, they are forced to grow closer as they just so happen to get paired for the first time as the team prepares for a new performance. and luckily for the both of them, they’ll be partners for the entire season. and who knows? this particular partnership might just evolve and grow into one that will last them a lifetime.

AUTHOR’S NOTE → after putting together jake’s birthday fic extremely last minute (heh ,, procrastinator things <//3), it is finally here !! this is my first time writing such a long fic, but i honestly enjoyed it sm, and it makes me wanna write more of them in the future !! happy birthday to jakey, and i hope you all enjoy this one !! <3

“jake totally has a crush on you.”

“chaewon!” you whisper-yelled with wide eyes, “be quiet!”

you and your close friends and fellow dance members, chaewon and yunjin, had stepped into the empty dance studio where you would soon be having practice with the rest of the team who would be arriving just any minute. this team included you, chaewon and yunjin, along with four other girls, called lily, wonyoung, liz and danielle. 

in addition to all of you though, there were also seven other guys, one of them being the one and only, jake sim, whom you’ve had a secret crush on for what felt like forever, but was really only for nearly two years. however, this was more or less only a secret kept from the guys, because you seven girls tended to hang out and talk about lots of things, a common subject being crushes since you were all dreadfully single. and so, you were very open about your crush on jake to them, but never would you let that kind of confidential information reach even a mile within the boys’ ears, because who knows how that news would spread? rumours could start, information could reach so many in such a short amount of time, and you could experience heartbreak and rejection before you could even let jake know about your feelings yourself. 

now, it was no doubt that you seven were close with the boys; however, what’s said between the girls stays between the girls. it’s an unspoken rule. 

however, today seemed to be the first day of potentially failing this prioritised goal of yours because of chaewon’s slip of the tongue. you just hoped none of the guys were within hearing distance of the spilled secret. 

“he does not!” you continued in a soft yet demanding tone. 

“y/n, i’m serious,” yunjin responded. “based on my intuition, i give you a solid 90-percent chance that he actually likes you too. and you know my success rate for these things is high, such as the wonyoung-sunghoon confirmation incident last week!”

“yeah, yeah, i get it,” you playfully rolled your eyes, “but seriously, there’s no proof that tells me that he actually does like me back. plus, what is there to like about me anyway?”

you looked down, slightly sad, distracting yourself with the sweater paws of your crewneck. 

“y/n, stop,” chaewon frowned, placing a hand on your arm, “you’re talented and pretty and caring and kind and so many more beautiful things. jake definitely has good taste.”

she ended her point with a smirk, and you finally looked up at her and couldn’t help the smile rising to your lips before smacking her arm. 

“don’t get my hopes up.”

after around five minutes, everyone finally arrived in the studio, along with your senior and dance coach, choi yeonjun, and you were finally able to catch a break from your friends about all of the jake nonsense. however, whether they were temporarily finished with their attempts to convince you of their strong senses or not, it didn’t matter, because the thumping inside your chest wouldn’t slow down for even two seconds as you watched the man in question step into the room. 

he was glowing—you could’ve sworn he was—with that beaming smile of his that was always on his face whenever he hung out with the boys. 

oh, how nice it would be to be one of the guys right now. 

his wide grin that pushed his cheekbones up, crinkling his eyes into shapes that screamed joy were so contagious, it had you smiling as well, but you used everything you had inside you to shove it away so that it wasn’t obvious you were staring—oh, right, but you were forgetting the most crucial part of that whole plan: looking away. so immediately and unfortunately, you drew your eyes away from the gorgeous man that you could so easily stare at for hours and hid your smile away that so wanted to be let out. but staring at jake was not worth the risk of letting him know your true feelings for him. 

“okay, everyone, listen here, please!” yeonjun started loudly. “i have important and exciting news.” 

the sounds of chatter died down as all of you gathered around, eager to listen to what your senior had to say. 

“during today’s practice, we’re going to start on a new performance…”

everyone gasped and smiles lit up the room, followed by a few whispered exchanges. 

“…i want us to do something that we don’t do too often, and that is dancing with partners, meaning every guy and girl have to partner up with each other...”

mixed emotions filled the room, and a different expression could be seen on every face as you scanned the people around you—some shocked, some excited, some nervous.

“…this will be a different style than what we’re used to, but i think it’ll be fun. and i’ve been working on the choreography and formations for this dance all week, but i still haven’t picked the partners for it.”

“or—!” danielle raised her hand and began excitedly, “maybe we can pick the partners since you’ve done a lot already, coach. doing this, you can have a little bit of a break.”

yeonjun thought for a moment, hesitant, “i don’t usually let you pick your own partners for several reasons, but i suppose this time wouldn’t be such a bad idea to. go ahead; we’ve been dancing together long enough, i trust you guys.”

danielle, as well as many others’ eyes, lit up at the unexpected decision made. 

“okay, while i just get some stuff ready for us to start, you all go and begin picking your partners,” yeonjun said. “i’ll give you three minutes, and then we can start.” 

and after three minutes, yeonjun was ready, and so were the fourteen of you with your partners chosen. 

somehow, from some blessing or some curse—you didn’t know—jake ended up as your partner, and you couldn’t have been more shaken up. 

having been a team for a while now, it was a habit for you all to work on coming to a decision together, so that’s exactly what you did, somewhat huddling up as partners were being chosen. 

“i think me and sunoo have similar styles, so we can go together,” liz suggested, followed by several agreeing nods. 

“and we all know i don’t pick up choreo the fastest,” danielle blurted out lightheartedly, laughing as she continued, “so maybe i should go with ni-ki so we can balance each other out.”

and yunjin just had to go on and say, “and i think jake and y/n dance well together, but we don’t get to see you two dance side by side very often. it would be nice to see you as partners this time.”

you narrowed your eyes at her in a death stare that was as subtle as possible, but she only gave you a smirk with a playful look of pride in her eyes, happy with her suggestion as the rest of the group agreed. 

and that was how you ended up by jake’s side—as his dance partner for this season. 

you didn’t know if your heart was beating and unsteady hands shaking because of how nervous or how excited you were to be paired with him. but you concluded that though you had known him and danced in the same team with him for two years now, at this moment, you were so anxious to make the smallest slip-up and wanted to do your best at looking good in front of him. 

so yes, you were extraordinarily nervous, to say the least, and your body couldn’t be tenser with these uncontrollable nerves and feelings locked up inside of you.

and this really didn’t help your case as jake suddenly, yet so delicately and softly, placed his hands on your waist from behind, catching you so off guard that you jumped slightly under his touch. you two both laughed it off, but instead of feeling relieved of anything, your awkward laughs just made you feel more embarrassed. 

that was when you snapped back to reality and realised yeonjun was already teaching the choreography. 

why would you jump when he’s touching you?! it was literally instructed, right before your own eyes? you scolded yourself internally, taking a deep breath in an attempt to calm yourself down, even if just slightly. 

“sorry,” you felt jake whisper beside your ear from behind. felt, because not only did you hear him, but shivers also rushed down your entire being as jake’s breath brushed against the shell of your ear, and you hoped for the life of you that he wouldn’t get too close to hear your rapid heartbeat himself. 

you shook your head, looking into his eyes through the mirror that you stood before, and smiled naturally in response to his apology, letting him know it was okay. 

and for the next few hours, practice continued just like that—learning the dance with a few awkward moments shared between you and jake every so often. 

being paired with your crush, you would have expected time to pass by more quickly, because ‘time flies when you’re having fun,’ but no. time slowed extremely, because you were so nervous. 

you had danced with jake before—of course; you were a part of the same dance team for two years and counting—and you had even been partnered with him before; however, you had never had him to yourself, and also never for an entire dance. and with your feelings only growing every day, of course, you were nervous about this project. 

being so focused on your own feelings and also trying to pick up the choreography quickly without mistakes, you didn’t fully notice that jake was also struggling because he had similar feelings as you, since he liked you too—a lot. 

his feelings for you began the moment he walked into the studio on his first day of joining the team. your smile was radiant as you talked and laughed with your friends in the middle of the practice room, and he immediately fell for you. 

ever since, he had gotten to know you better, and he absolutely fell in love with your personality: how you were so kind and how you had your own quirks. 

throughout these two years, you two found it difficult to interact, both being shy when it came to talking to each other privately, one-on-one. of course, you two were friendly with one another, but neither of you ever made much of an extensive effort to take your friendship any further. 

even though there were countless nights where he would imagine what it would be like to have you as his girlfriend and to take you on all of these dates, such as going to an amusement park or arcade or even watching the stars together, he still didn’t dare to ever ask you out. 

so, yes, you both were struggling to say the least, and yeonjun noticed this and decided to confront you two about it. 

“what’s going on?” he asked you both seriously and slightly frustrated. “if you guys can’t work together, i’m going to have to choose new partners. you all chose these pairs, and if you can’t show me that you can be responsible and work together well, i can’t let you guys choose your partners again in the future.”

“sorry, coach,” you apologised, guilt laced in your voice as you couldn’t even look into his eyes. “there’s no need to change partners. don’t worry about us; we’ll work hard and make sure we don't fall behind.”

yeonjun, sceptical, looked at you and jake, who nodded along to everything you had to say, “there are only ten minutes left of practice, but i want you two to stay behind until you’re able to dance this piece as well as everybody else.”

“yes, coach,” jake said with a nod. 

yeonjun then looked at you before you shook your head up and down quickly in understanding. 

“okay,” yeonjun started assertively to grab everyone’s attention, “let’s end practice here. a reminder that we have the retreat tomorrow, and we have to meet here at 10 am. jake and y/n, please clean up the studio when you’re done. i’ll see you all tomorrow.”

and with that, everybody began packing up, and within minutes, with a final good luck and goodbye wave from your friends, your coach and all of your dance mates were gone, leaving just you and jake, alone in the empty studio. 

“well, i guess it’s just us,” jake began, breaking the silence as he sent you the softest smile, reminding you of how much your heart ached for him. 

“yeah,” you agreed, continuing under your breath, “just us.”

“should we go over the dance?” he asked.

“yeah. actually, can we go over that one part that we were having trouble with? the one that’s like—” you demonstrated the move by lifting your arms and placing them in position.

“there were actually a lot of parts we were having trouble with,” he said with a chuckle—oh, how you loved his laugh, “but yeah, we can start with that one.”

as he finished his words, he made his way, stopping in front of you before placing his hands on your hips. and it was only then that you remembered what kind of partner work this part included; if you hadn’t forgotten earlier, you wouldn’t have asked to go over this part first, then you wouldn’t have to start with cleaning the dance flustered. 

heat rose to your cheeks, and your arms slowly made their way around his neck, preparing for the following moves. 

“ready?” he counted, “five, six, seven, eight—”

and after an hour of additional practice, you both agreed that you were ready for next practice, but also ready to eat, because your stomachs had been in need of some food a long time ago.

“how about let’s just run it through with music one more time, yeah? and then let’s get something to eat; i’m so hungry,” jake suggested, and you nodded before he went to play the song.

you got in your starting position, and jake ran to his spot beside you, holding your hand like the routine began.

you couldn’t keep track of how many times you had run this routine with jake today, but the more you did it, the more comfortable both of you noticeably felt. you were both less tense and having fun as you danced through it, and whenever you would make eye contact, large, happy grins would be exchanged. 

the song finally began to conclude, and you both made your way to your ending position, your body in his arms, faces close as you held the ending pose. and as the music came to an end, you two stayed there for a few more counts, and during that time, you could’ve sworn his eyes rushed down to your lips for a split second. 

or maybe not. 

either way, you decided to just brush it off and not think about it too much or else you’d potentially be getting your hopes up for nothing. 

you two stood back up, and joyful laughter escaped your lips before some celebratory high-fives were exchanged. 

“we did it!” you exclaimed. 

“yes! good job!”

“you too,” you smiled softly, looking into each other’s eyes for one long second before you snapped yourself back to reality. “now let’s get some food; i’m starving.”

so you two quickly cleaned the practice room and packed up before excitedly leaving the studio to go get something to eat together. 

you two ended up deciding on a place after jake had recommended it to you and encouraged you two to go, and of course, you couldn’t help but give in to his adorable proposal. 

so he took you to a nice, middle-class-type restaurant, and once you two sat down, he had a wide grin on his face as he suggested you try the steak, which is what he usually ordered and what he was planning to order again this time. 

so with a soft smile, you agreed, and he ended up ordering for the both of you.

after having practised together for almost the entire day, you two had grown closer, and conversation came easily and naturally, which both of you were grateful for. 

“you know,” jake started, eyes on his straw as he swirled it slowly in his cup in front of him, “we’ve danced together for so long, why is it only now that we’re actually partnered with each other?”

“i know, right? i was thinking the same thing.”

“yeah,” he nodded before letting his straw go and moving his eyes to look into yours. “i’m really glad we’re partners this time.”

at his genuine words, the look on your face visibly softened, and you paused for a moment, collecting yourself internally, “me too, jake. you’re actually not as bad a partner as lily says you are.”

at your playful remark, jake’s jaw lowered in a look of feigned offence, “wow, is that really the way my image is perceived among the girls?” 

“yup,” you nodded slowly, lips pressed together as you let out a joking sigh. 

and jake just looked at you and laughed, loving that he got to experience this side of you, with no others around. just you two.

eventually, after the food arrived and jake offered to cut your steak for you like the gentleman he was, and after you both finished eating, after all of the laughs shared, after he ended up sneaking his way through and somehow paying for the entire bill, and after you smacked him on the shoulder and playfully scolding him for doing so, he ended up driving you home, as though he didn’t already do enough for you the entire day.

“thanks for the ride, jake,” you said as he parked, dropping you off.

“no problem. today was a lot of fun, we should do this kind of thing more often.”

“we should,” you said, unable to contain your smile, and neither was he.

“go inside now. i need to make sure you get in safe,” he told you.

“thanks, jake. see you tomorrow.”

“see you tomorrow.”

savouring the last moment you had with him for the day, you eventually pulled yourself to get out of his car and make your way to your door. 

heading inside, you gave him one last wave and watched as he began driving away. 

and once he was out of reach, you squealed to yourself and ran giddily to your room. boy, were you going to have a good sleep tonight. 

⎯⎯⎯⎯ ❦ ⎯⎯⎯⎯

“…yunjin, check. jay, check. heeseung, check. y/n, check. and danielle, check. okay! we can all make our way to the bus now; we’re all here,” yeonjun told all of you. 

it was retreat day one of two, and you couldn’t be more excited. this was an opportunity for bonding and growing closer to the members of your team, meaning, maybe you could get some more one-on-one time with jake too. 

following yeonjun, you began making your way outside and into the bus that was ready to take everyone. 

boarding, there were multiple rows of four seats down the entire interior of the bus, but in every row, the seats were separated in the middle by an aisle, leaving two seats on either side. 

taking note of this, you noticed all of your friends sat down with each other, in pairs, in the same rows. you girls did have an odd number after all. so you ended up sitting alone, which you didn’t really mind anyways. 

as the boys began trailing in afterwards, you noticed jake was the first one to come in and you smiled to yourself. he looked so happy and handsome, as always. 

what you didn’t expect was the following question from him, and you didn’t expect him to ask you out of everyone here: “can i sit here?”

“yeah, of course!” you answered, simply smiling on the outside but absolutely beaming on the inside with ecstasy as he took the seat right beside you. 

⎯⎯⎯⎯ ❦ ⎯⎯⎯⎯

what were five hours of road-tripping felt like a duration that just wasn’t long enough. 

though you were forced to stay seated in the same spot and same position for such a great amount of time, somehow, sitting with him had the hours pass like they were nothing. 

you two were able to talk for hours without growing bored, and if the conversation ever died down, the silence was never awkward. just simply being in each other’s presence was enough for both of you. 

jake noticed as your eyelids began to grow heavy, “you tired?”

“yeah, a little,” you answered, followed by a slight chuckle. 

“here,” he said, patting his shoulder, telling you to rest your head on him. 

you smiled, grateful, and made yourself comfortable. 

as you did so, jake’s heart rate quickened, yet also grew extremely soft, seeing you resting on him. he adored you. 

once your team arrived at the retreat destination, jake woke you up gently, and eventually, you all exited the bus, jake letting you go first, making you smile at the reminder of how much of a gentleman he was. 

you thanked him and got off the bus. 

“okay, everyone, go drop your things off in your rooms, and we’ll meet in the cafeteria in fifteen minutes for dinner,” yeonjun announced after a briefing once everyone was out of the large vehicle. “what are you waiting for? go, go! i’ll see you all in fifteen.”

you all laughed before everyone made their way to their rooms. 

some time had passed, and after relaxing and unpacking for a few minutes, it was finally dinner time. 

excited, you entered the cafeteria with wonyoung and liz, only to be met with the sight of jake already sitting with others. 

you hadn’t planned with him to sit together, but after everything that happened over the past couple of days, you just naturally expected it. 

perhaps he had been sitting with you long enough already for one day that he got bored and needed a break. maybe that’s why he was sitting with jay and sunghoon—and lily. except jay and sunghoon were only talking to each other, leaving jake and lily who seemed to be having lots of fun conversing and joking with one another, just as you were beginning to get your hopes up that maybe he liked you back. but no, he was just a nice, friendly guy, not just to you, but to everyone. 

the night continued, and you ended up sitting and eating dinner with chaewon, liz and jungwon when all of a sudden, riki started going around to every table, attempting to convince everyone to place 7 minutes in heaven. 

it was a stupid idea, almost everybody thought so, but he was the youngest on your team, and a clever one at that, that somehow he convinced you all in to playing. you don’t even remember how he managed to pull you into doing it, yet here you were, sitting in a large circle in sunoo and riki’s shared room, along with everyone else, about to spin a bottle to decide which two of you would go into the closet first. 

you all were hopelessly single anyways, so why not just give it a go? 

looking around you, a minority was excited while the rest of you looked slightly uneasy about playing the game, but before you could think too much into it, riki rubbed his hands together with a smirk on his face, “ready?”

and with that, he spun the bottle. 

you all watched anxiously as the bottle circled, and circled, and circled. it almost looked like it wasn’t slowing down at all, but eventually, after a few seconds, it slowly came to a complete stop, and you all watched, anticipating who it would land on. 

sunghoon. 

shock was the most common expression painted on people’s faces, while some of the boys began cheering the boy on. eventually, though, the bottle was spun again, and you all watched closely to see who sunghoon’s match in heaven would be…

jang wonyoung. 

your jaw dropped, and you all looked at each other and at the two chosen ones before you exchanged eye contact with yunjin who gave you a smirk, remembering that she did predict correctly the fact that they both liked each other. however, neither of the two knew of the other’s feelings, which made this match all the more exciting. 

with sunghoon getting up first to lead the way, they both entered the closet, and riki locked them in from the outside. 

the rest of you looked at each other and began talking and predicting the things they were doing in there. 

“well, let’s hope sunghoon finally makes a move this time,” jay whisper yelled to the group. 

eventually, seven minutes were up, and you could imagine sunghoon and wonyoung’s shared frightened reaction when riki violently knocked on the closet door to inform the two that their time was over. 

the two could have been kissing for all you know and suddenly one could have bit the other’s lip as a reaction to the sudden noisy interruption, but you chose to hope otherwise. 

the two later came out, cheeks a dark, rosy pink that made you excited for them. you hoped everything went well during those seven minutes. 

you chose to take seeing everyone’s lips intact as a good sign. 

as the two joined the circle again, everyone began bombarding them with questions that you all forgot there were more rounds to go before the sound of riki exaggerating the clearing of his throat overtook your chatter. 

“we will now begin the next round,” riki said in a loud, deep voice, laced with some sort of fancy accent to add to the act he was trying to play which had you all chuckling softly. 

everyone’s eyes were on riki’s hand as he grabbed ahold of the bottle in the middle of the circle and quickly spun it. 

and you all watched as the bottle landed on you. 

your eyes went wide, and you felt a wave of nervousness crash to the pit of your stomach. 

you didn’t expect to be chosen, at least not near the beginning, considering the chances since there were fourteen of you—fifteen if you include yeonjun, the spectator who got to be entertained by the drama without having to participate in it. perks of being a senior to a group of drama-prone teens. 

you were shocked and more nervous than excited since, really, there was only one boy you’d want to be stuck in a closet with, and the chances of the bottle landing on him next weren’t exactly very high. however, even if it did land on him, it wouldn’t make you any less anxious. in fact, it would probably make the feeling worse, if anything. 

so you all watched as riki spun the bottle again to choose your match. 

you and chaewon grasped so tightly onto each other’s arms that you wouldn’t have been surprised if you cut each other’s circulation off in anticipation. 

it felt like an eternity watching as the bottle spun. you just needed to know immediately who you’d be going into that closet with for the next seven minutes. 

finally, the spinning of the bottle seemed to slow, and your eyes followed it anxiously, and eventually, it landed. 

your brain was trying to process the situation that you subconsciously blocked out the sound of everyone’s gasps. 

you looked into jake’s eyes, directed down towards the floor, to try and find a reaction or get a grasp of what his expression reflected about how he was possibly feeling. but it was of no use; he was unreadable. 

the bottle had landed on jungwon. 

besides chaewon and yunjin, jungwon was the member you were closest to. you two had known each other the longest of anyone on the team, having been on the team the longest. and not to mention, he was a former crush of yours from many years back. 

before you knew any of the people who were currently sitting in this circle, you liked jungwon. and even though it had been years since you did, and thinking those feelings subsided a long time ago, somehow, you felt an unexpected, subtle excitement as you realised that at this moment, those feelings from the past were beginning to resurface. 

but you took a deep breath in and reminded yourself to stay strong as you stood up and made your way with jungwon to the closet. 

he walked in first, and you followed. 

“good luck, love birds,” you heard riki blurt out before shutting the door and locking it. 

jungwon rolled his eyes at the boy playfully and you shook your head as you then turned to face him. 

“hi,” you let out softly with a small smile. 

“hey,” he returned, a slight grin painting his adorable features. 

“wow,” you started. “coming to this retreat, i definitely didn’t expect i’d be in this situation, especially with you of all people.”

“i know,” he chuckled. “riki’s such a kid. but honestly, i think everyone’s low-key enjoying playing this game.”

���just wait ‘til it’s their turn though,” you said, causing both of you to laugh as jungwon nodded in agreement. 

“are you enjoying the game?” he suddenly posed. 

your eyes subconsciously snapped to his and you felt

your cheeks begin to heat up slightly at the question. luckily, the light in the closet was barely existent. 

“i mean, yeah,” you said. “it's only the second round, and me and you only just got in here. and at the end of the last round, we didn't even get to discuss how wonyoung and sunghoon’s turn went. i’m actually dying to know what happened!”

“same,” jungwon said. “those two better have kissed or something. it's painful watching them be so oblivious to each other’s feelings.”

you laughed, “i know, right? anyways, how about you? how are you liking this game?”

“yeah, like what you said, the game only really just started, and to be honest, i’m glad you’re the one i’m in here with. we’ve known each other for so long, y’know?”

“yeah, totally.”

“y’know, i guess, y/n, i’m probably only going to get this opportunity once, and so i might as well say it now—” with jungwon’s words, your heart began increasing in speed, feeling as though with every pump, it was rising, closer and closer to your throat that with each breath, it became harder to breathe in anticipation for what he was about to say, and you were quite sure of what his next words were going to be, “—i like you, y/n.”

there they were.

a feeling overcame your body with those four words that you had never experienced before. it was as though time had slowed, and you could barely think straight, a sudden mix of nervousness and excitement that wasn’t there before becoming apparent. 

“you don't have to like me back or anything, or even say anything for that matter,” jungwon told you. “whatever you do, i won’t be mad at it. i just thought i should let you know, because it’s been a long time since i’ve felt this and wanted to tell you, and since we’re in private, i figured this was a good opportunity to do so.”

his eyes dropped from yours, and you stared at him, wondering how such a kind, respectful and brave boy could exist in this corrupt world. and he had been in front of you this entire time. 

your heart was pounding, and riding the high you currently felt from the sudden boost of confidence his confession gave you, you gathered the courage to say, “jungwon, you can kiss me if you want.”

his eyes travelled back up to your own, giving you an almost confused expression that quickly lit up into a smile of relief and happiness. 

he took a step closer to you, and with that, his hand came to gently cup the side of your face. he gave you the softest look as his eyes travelled down to your lips, and you watched as he leaned in before you closed your eyes and met him in the middle. 

the kiss was nothing short of incredible. his lips were soft and moulded against yours almost perfectly. 

after a few seconds when he pulled away, if you were being honest, you almost wanted more, but it was for the best that you just let it be, and you smiled to yourself at what had just happened between the two of you. 

“th—“

“okay, lovebirds, time’s up,” riki announced, bursting open the door, causing you and jungwon to both jump slightly at the sudden interruption. 

as riki made way for you two to exit, jungwon looked at you one more time before gesturing for you to head out first, so you did, and once you made your way to the rest of the group, still sitting in a circle around the bottle on the floor, you watched as your friends eyed you with confused expressions, as though they were unsure whether to congratulate you or scold you. but how would they know what happened in the closet? 

yunjin cleared her throat awkwardly and began speaking, “you two know that the walls are really thin here and we can hear lots of what you were saying in that closet?”

“what?!” you blurted out, eyes wide in shock. 

“yeah,” riki added, “it was hard to notice when sunghoon and wonyoung were inside because we were all talking during their turn. but you guys started talking right away, and we noticed, and we couldn’t pass down the opportunity for good tea.”

“i—“ jungwon let out, eyes furrowed in slight worry and disappointment. 

you then looked to jake beside him and noticed how his expression seemed to be even sadder than jungwon’s, which confused you. 

“anyways, it’s okay, guys. we’re like family anyways. the secrets are bound to come out at some point,” riki brushed off. 

“family?” liz questioned, a slight tone of disgust in her voice, “you can’t say we’re like family and then proceed to spin the bottle—“

“watch me,” riki challenged with a smirk as he grabbed hold of the bottle and spun it yet again. 

liz rolled her eyes before watching the bottle along with everybody else when it slowly landed on jake. 

you looked at him immediately after a soft gasp left your lips, and his expression remained the same as the last time you checked: disappointed and sad. it brought a frown to your face. 

as riki held the bottle in his hands again, preparing to let it loose, you were reminded that someone would have to go with jake, and the thought of anybody else going into that closet with him alone built up an indescribable jealousy within you. it was lame and unfair of you to feel that way, but—you. you looked down. 

the bottle had landed on you. 

you stared at it, giving you a clear confirmation that you were indeed seeing it correctly and your brain wasn’t making things up in attempts to soothe your envy. 

you blinked a few times before looking up and meeting eyes with jake—and then to everybody else. 

“y/n again?!” sunghoon exclaimed. 

“should we spin it again? y/n already went,” riki pointed out. 

“no, no, let her go again. it’s getting exciting,” you heard your senior cut in from a few metres away, causing you all to laugh—all but you and jake. 

you looked at him again, swallowing nervously before he stood up, “let’s go.”

walking into the closet with jake, the air had never felt so thick with tension. 

“you kissed him, right?” jake asked you once riki locked the door, sitting on the floor with his back against the wall to which you did the same, making sure to keep some distance between the two of you. 

“was it that obvious?” you asked sadly. 

“we basically heard the entire thing,” he explained to you. “i didn’t want to, and i tried to convince the rest of them, but they all shut me up and didn’t bother listening to me; they just wanted to listen in on you and jungwon.”

“well, thanks, i guess,” you said. 

there was a long moment of silence, more tension filling the small closet, before jake broke it, voice cracking with hurt as he asked, “why did you kiss him?”

you snapped your head to face him, confused, “what?”

“why?” jake repeated, “tell me, why did you kiss him?”

“i—“ you paused, shocked, “jake, this is 7 minutes in heaven you're talking about. that’s the purpose of the game!”

even you were taken aback by how loud your voice got towards the end of your point. 

“you didn’t have to kiss him. you know that,” he said, voice growing angrier with each word that left his lips. 

“jake—“

“and most of all, you didn’t have to be the one to initiate it,” he finished, voice breaking down painfully. 

more silence. 

“why are you so upset about me kissing jungwon?” you asked, frustrated. “it was just a kiss!”

“it wasn’t just a kiss—“

“but why does that matter?!”

jake paused for a moment, taking a deep breath in before answering. 

“i thought we—“ he said, gesturing between you and him, “—were—i don’t even know, y/n, but all i know is that i feel like i was being led on.”

you scoffed, “‘led on?’ you feel led on?”

jake eyed you, confused. 

“what about me? you have been talking to lily all day ever since we got off that bus, and you’re so friendly with literally every girl—if anything, i should be the one to feel led on!”

“really?” jake asked, upset and offended. “do you even hear yourself right now? i was talking to lily. it’s a part of my personality to be friendly with people! meanwhile, you're over here kissing other boys! how does that sound for being led on? hm?”

“why does it matter, jake?” you asked, rolling your eyes. “it was just a kiss, and it’s not like you and i are a couple! you don’t own me.”

he scoffed and rolled his eyes, shaking his head as he began standing up, “whatever, y/n.”

“okay! time’s up, love bi—“ riki didn’t end that sentence, because immediately after he opened the closet door, jake shoved his way through, leaving not only the closet but the entire room and building too. 

you slowly walked out of the closet, being met with everyone no longer sitting in a circle and making themselves occupied with anything they could find if it meant avoiding your eyes. 

“where did jake go?” you asked, voice slow and sad. 

heeseung pointed to the door of the room, letting you know that he left. 

⎯⎯⎯⎯ ❦ ⎯⎯⎯⎯

the next day was the last of the retreat, and you were mentally and emotionally ready to go home. 

and after a whole morning and half of an afternoon of training, lectures and team-building games, it was time to go home. 

you all packed your things and got ready outside to board the bus as yeonjun began taking a headcount. 

“okay, we’re ready to go.”

climbing onto the bus, you noticed jake had taken a seat beside the window, but to the spot beside him, you noticed was his backpack. 

he probably wants to sit alone. 

so jake watched as you walked past him, sitting farther down in the bus with wonyoung instead. and if he was being honest, he was disappointed. 

he wished that you two hadn’t argued and that things would return to the way they were when you were on the first bus, heading to the retreat the day earlier. 

he wished that instead of jungwon, he himself would have been the one to be inside that closet with you first. 

he wished that he could have kissed you in that closet when he had the chance. 

but instead, you two only fought, and now, whatever relationship you two had before was broken. 

⎯⎯⎯⎯ ❦ ⎯⎯⎯⎯

that evening, a couple of hours after arriving back home, your team had practice, and one by one, everybody slowly and tiredly arrived at the studio—all except jake. 

“jake told me he isn’t feeling well tonight, so he’s going to be staying home,” yeonjun informed all of you. “but it’s okay; we can make do without one member for today. i appreciate the rest of you coming after an exhausting retreat. shall we get started then?”

throughout practice, you were unable to keep up with the rest of your team because jake wasn’t there. yes, he was your partner, but the studio also lacked his important presence. 

like riki had said the day before, you all really were like family, and without one person, it was like a puzzle piece was missing from the entire picture. 

the fact that you and him also left it on bad terms had you feeling uneasy the entire practice, and even though you were still upset with him, you also hoped he was doing okay, especially knowing you were the one who caused his pain and absence. 

eventually, practice ended, and trudging yourselves out of the studio, tired, you all got to go and finally get some rest. 

arriving home, after washing up, your body felt a sense of relief as it hit the comfort of your mattress; however, your mind was still not at ease as thoughts of jake and what had happened the day before, along with the repercussions of it all, lingered in your head, making you unable to fall asleep. 

bringing yourself back to the argument, your heart began racing with frustration and restlessness—you just wished none of it had ever happened and that jake was okay right now… and speaking of the boy, you wondered what he was up to. 

somehow unable to combat your curiosity, the next thing you knew, your phone was in your hands, the screen being one of the only things lighting up the darkness of your room. 

your fingers typed faster than your brain it seemed, and suddenly, you clicked the send button for a message now delivered to jake, asking what he was doing right now and if he was doing okay.

immediately after sending it, you turned your phone off, set it down, and closed your eyes, trying to block out your thoughts so that you could get some peace and quiet to allow you to fall asleep. 

however, you were very unsuccessful, and your mind began racing, coming up with possibilities of how he would answer and what his thoughts would be when he read the message from you. and suddenly, a deep feeling of regret dropped to the bottom of your chest. 

you quickly checked your phone for any reply. 

and, nothing. 

you curled your body into the foetal position, groaning as you banged your fist onto your mattress in regret. 

you checked your phone again. 

still nothing. 

this continued for a couple more hours, before eventually, not remembering how, you fell into slumber. 

⎯⎯⎯⎯ ❦ ⎯⎯⎯⎯

arising the next morning after what was not enough hours of sleep, your mind immediately went to the messages you sent last night, and you quickly opened your phone—only to be met with no reply, yet again. 

your face grew a deep frown as you turned, face in your pillow, to let out a long, agonising groan. 

you checked your phone again with a glimpse of hope that maybe he sent a reply in the last few seconds, but of course, there was nothing. however, you did notice the time, and you realised how early it still was. he was probably still asleep. 

lost in your thoughts, you ceased to notice your eyelids fall heavy, and before you knew it, you were returned to dreamland. 

the day continued, and you ended up waking up not too long after falling back asleep, getting up to start the day. 

hours passed, and there was still no word from jake, and you were beginning to get worried. it was now deep into the afternoon, he had to have woken up at some point and seen your message. 

so instead of waiting on a reply that may never even come, you decided to take things into your own hands, and go to him yourself. 

⎯⎯⎯⎯ ❦ ⎯⎯⎯⎯

the violent knocking on jake’s door had him knowing exactly who it was who wanted to see him, because who else would be so desperate to talk to him face to face? he could only think of one person, and that was you. 

he was hesitant to answer, but he also knew better than to leave you outside in the cold, and with your persistent personality, he just had a feeling that if he didn’t open the door anytime soon, you’d still wait, even if it meant spending an hour in the cold. 

“what do you want?” jake asked you after using everything he had in him to open the door. 

“can we talk?” you asked, a soft and gentle tone in your voice. “please?”

after looking at you for a second longer, he decided to let you in. 

“how are you?” you started, genuinely concerned. 

“fine,” jake answered, flat and blatant. 

he led you to the living room where he then sat down before gesturing with only the movement of his hand for you to do the same. 

you took a seat a few feet away. 

“can we talk about what happened yesterday?” you asked, breaking the tense silence, “i don’t like the way we left things, and i think it’s taking a toll on us both.”

“fine,” there it was again with his one-word answers.  

you sighed. 

“i was only sitting with lily that day because it was sunghoon’s idea to have the 02z unit sit together for dinner,” jake took initiative to explain. “and this was planned before we even had that long practice that day—the day you and i had to stay overtime.”

you nodded to let him know you were following. 

he continued, “i didn’t expect it to hurt you, and it was never my intention to, but i recognise that i should have maybe thought of how you would feel about it before i did it.”

his explanation hit you so deeply that you felt lame about the justification of your actions that you were planning to give. 

“yeah,” you nodded, eyes on your fidgeting fingers laying on your lap, “thanks, jake.”

he sat there, briefly looking into your eyes before giving you a casual smile and a single nod. 

now, it was time for your side, “after seeing you sitting with lily—and jay and sunghoon—i ended up sitting with liz, chaewon and jungwon. and i hope you don’t find that strange or bad because you know, everyone knows, that me and jungwon are close and we’ve known each other for years longer than anyone else on the team. so that was a reason why we were sitting together. and then another reason was because he’s chaewon’s partner for this season, and they wanted to sit together.”

jake hummed in understanding. 

“but that’s no excuse for kissing him,” you went on, eyes unable to meet his. “i’m sorry for kissing jungwon. i didn’t know something was going on between me and you after seeing you seem so close with lily. and i don’t know if you know, but i used to like jungwon a long time ago.”

you let out a soft laugh as you reminisced. 

you continued, “so i guess, during 7 minutes in heaven, when jungwon confessed to me, some of those feelings just came back, and a part of me was also still upset at you—which i’m not anymore, because i understand now.”

interrupting you for a brief moment, jake said, “wait, sorry, but before you continue, it’s almost time for practice actually. want me to drive you?”

“oh,” you let out. “yeah, that would be great.”

“okay, we should get going now then,” he let you know before you both stood up and began making your way to the door. “sorry, continue.”

“but yeah,” you started again, “i guess that’s just what was going on in my mind at the time. and i didn’t think it mattered, because i didn’t know you thought you and i were almost a thing.”

“i didn’t think we were, and i still don’t,” jake clarified while he led you to the car, “but i thought we were on the path to maybe something more than just—friends.”

“is that what you want?” you asked in a soft tone as you gave a small smile. 

“do you want it?” he replied. 

you laughed, “i asked you first,” 

“fine,” he smiled, stopping in his tracks and turning to face you. “yeah, i don’t think it’d be such a bad idea.”

“yeah?”

“yeah.”

“okay,” you said. “well, me too.”

a hopeful grin grew to his lips, “so does that mean—?”

suddenly, leaning in, you left a quick kiss on jake’s cheek. and as his eyes grew wide and looked at you, you had already turned on your heel and began speed walking away. 

however, before you could barely even make it three steps away, he called your name and said, “you missed.”

you turned around and smirked before asking, “wanna show me how it’s done then?”

he sent you a cheeky grin in return before quickly grabbing your chin and placing his lips on yours. 

you felt as he smiled through the kiss, and you closed your eyes, practically melting on the spot. 

eventually, he pulled back slightly with a smirk, whispering against your lips, “this is to make up for the seven minutes we lost in the closet the other day.”

and with an almost urgency, he pressed his lips against yours again, this time more passionately, so many feelings that were built up over these two years being expressed through that one kiss. and you loved every second of it. 

⎯⎯⎯⎯ ❦ ⎯⎯⎯⎯

holding the end pose as you and your boyfriend practised the dance routine for one of the last times ever, he told you, “i think we’re ready. 

you nodded, agreeing, before replying, “i think so too.”

his shining smile graced his lips as he couldn't take his eyes off of you. 

still holding the last pose, with faces just inches apart, jake leaned it to kiss you—a lot. 

it started with just one peck, which led to another. and another. and another, until he left no area of your face untouched. 

and before he finished, he left one last long kiss on your lips. 

eventually pulling away, you asked him with a cheeky smile, “what was that for?”

“just making up for lost time.”

and with his answer, he only dived down to kiss you more, thoughts filling his dazed and drunken mind of how happy he was to have gotten you as his partner—not only for dance, but for life. 

AUTHOR’S NOTE → thank you so, so, so, so much for reading until the end !! that means so much to me, and i rlly hope this was an enjoyable read. if you liked it, it would help out a ton if you liked and reblogged and even left feedback as well! whenever i read feedback from y’all it makes my day and just motivates me write more, truly <3 also, as some of you know, this was my first time ever writing a fic so long, let alone a fic over 4k words :’> i hope i did it justice, especially considering it was for jake ,, and for his birthday ,, haha. also i’m sorry, this fic was a lil self indulgent kdndj loll ,, and tell me why i started shipping jungwon and y/n more than jake and y/n as i was writing that one scene- JSJSJDJD *heads to the corner to cRY* no but in all seriousness, this was such a fun one to write, especially for jake. thank you for reading and thank you in advance for your love and support on this one <3 and ofc, happy jake day <3 i love you all !! thanks for reading <3

[junipers-archive]

Hi !!! I love your fics so much! They make me physically feel things and that’s the best feeling 🥹 if you do requests could you write something with Spencer where his gf is still at uni and just really overwhelmed with studying or writing stuff because she procrastinates do badly and she like blames herself but he makes it all better and looks after her ?🥹

Thank you sm!! honestly I needed this bc I've been over-working myself too :')

You were tired, no, beyond tried you were drained, worn out and fatigued. But to be fair, it was your own fault, you were the one who had insisted on persuing a phd, but unlike Spencer it was your first one. And you didn't think it'd be this hard.

But thats beside the fact, as of current you were on your way to meet said boyfriend for lunch.

When you finally get to the agreed resturaunt you can barley hold yourself up, it'd been a tough night you'd had three exams upcoming and you'd unwisely decided to pull an all-nighter.

When you see him a wave of relief follows as you basically flop against him. And maybe its the way you start to shake or the silent sighs you let out while clinging to him but you don't realize he's led you back to your car until you look up.

"Where are your keys?" he's looking down at you with a concerned expression and you can't hold back your tears now.

"W-what are you doing?"

He tilts his head like you've said the most absurd thing in the world, finding the keys in your purse and opening the car.

Once you're both inside he finally answers, "We are going home."

You feel terrible, all he wanted to do was eat lunch, he took time out of his busy schedule and now he has to take care of you?

"You-You don't have to Spence, I-I'm sorry, I just, I had a hard time studying because my professor she wanted an essay by the end of the week and I procrastinated and it's all my fault i'm so stupid-"

He silences you as he puts his hand over yours, reaching over as he drives you both home, squeezing it comfortingly.

"I know. I know Y/n, I was a phd student too and I know. And you're not stupid, you're just tired. It's okay to be tired."

Those words alone make your heart clench.

When you get home to your shared apartment he carries you bridal style despite your attempts to disuade him.

He lays you down on your couch, placing the fluffiest blanket you own on top. Kissing your forehead as he relieves you of his warm arms.

"I'll be right back." You're about to argue for him to go back to work but he pecks your lips, letting them linger sweetly before you can.

He returns with his hands filled with your favorite tea, two facemasks, an entire cookie can, a menu and more.

About to question him he answers like he can read your mind,

"For take out! Remember that Chinese place we were looking at?"

He sits down on the other side of the comfy sage couch, lifting your feet to rest on his lap and replacing your thin no-show socks with fuzzy penguin ones, turning on the tv he hands you the remote.

The tea is placed beside you on the coffee table, the cookie can sits between you and once he orders from the menu he helps you apply the face masks.

Funnily enough he grabbed the only ones you had that were animal themed, and when you're both 'exfoliating' and relaxing he looks like panda and you a duckling.

You watch 'Star Wars: Return Of The Jedi' and he answers the door when the takeout gets there.

As you're eating Kung-pow chicken, snuggled against him, now changed into your comfiest pjs you realize you'd forgotten to say thank you. But nothing seems like a big enough thanks for what he's done, so you reach over to squeeze his hand, and he gets it instantly.

"There's no need, its my job to take care of you. I love you. You're my person." And he's smiling and he's perfect and you think then that you could sit here in this moment for the rest of your life.

[peachdues]

Hi Peach!

the latest episode of KNY and your recent posts have just made me go and reread TGW - don’t ask me how many times I’ve read it now cause I lost count 🤷🏼‍♀️

I love your take on my emo King so much. Giyuu is quite a deadpan character but you are able to write him having silly/funny moments so well. They don’t feel forced at all. Adding comedy to the endless of list of your amazing writing skills 🩵

And I’m so looking forward to the part II Tanjiro visit scene (poor poor boy) and the Miko chastising Giyuu for having an empty house (she will be chewing him out I can’t wait)

I went back and reread the first TGW teaser you ever posted and I hope you don’t mind me asking but was reader always going to be a Shrine Maiden or did that idea come later as the fic came together?

Now I need to be so honest with you - Peach ‘IT TAKES TWO’ killed me in the best horny way possible, I am quite partial to a wee bit of SaneGiyu so seeing them in a threesome fic the scream I scrumpt 😭 mean corruption kink Giyuu forever

I hope you’re getting lots of smooches and fresh air

much love

-🫧🫧

(PS no stop no don't write for Shinjiro, he’s totally not everyone’s anime dad crush at all 😉😚)

BESTIE BUBBLEEEEEEEEEE!!

So tickled that you reread TGW again. Honestly, I’ve fallen right back into the brain rot it, and spent a good portion of today writing for it 😭 seeing Giyuu smile in last night’s episode made me MELT.

and ALSMSKAKOAKS as always your compliments reduce me to an absolute puddle and I will never be solid again.

I’ll answer your asks about TGW below!

I won’t give away Reader’s backstory quite yet (that comes in Part 3!) but I will say — she was raised in a shrine and doesn’t have a lot of personal items either. She’s actually so overwhelmed by the fact she finally has a home — something that she can call hers, that she almost cries 😭 but you’ll see Giyuu feel sort of insecure about it for the first time (he just wants to impress his girl lmao).

As for your question about when I decided to make Reader a shrine maiden in TGW..

TGW came about because of the “I’m not your enemy” scene that was teased in the OG teaser — hence, why it was the first look. The entirety of TGW bloomed around this one mental image I had of Giyuu strangling his lover. I decided pretty quickly it would be his BOJ.

I knew she was going to be a civilian when I published the OG teaser, but I hadn’t settled on anything more concrete than that. HOWEVER, the second scene I wrote was the first time scene that ends Part I — I wrote that entire thing in like an hour while procrastinating. I first teased the virginity loss scene like, maybe two days after the OG teaser? So in the span of those two days I decided she would be a Shrine Maiden. It was a pretty easy decision — I needed her to have some flexibility RE her background but also give her a stable place Giyuu could come back to and see her. So that’s how I decided! But to answer your question, she was pretty much a Miko from the start, minus like two days lmao.

As for the Tanjiro scene — honestly, I’m enjoying the thought of it sm. Especially because he, like everyone else left alive after Muzan, had NO IDEA Reader even existed.

Giyuu actually takes off from the Butterfly Mansion to get her as soon as he regains consciousness and doesn’t tell anyone where he’s going — so when they show up concerned to his estate, you can imagine how SHOOK they are to se that not only is there a woman there (the implication of what they did the previous night being very clear lmao), but also that she’s introduced as his fiance. Like, “here she is, this is mine. I love her.”

I’m so glad you loved It Takes Two 🫡🫡 I am happy to provide spit roasting always!!

Sending you much love!! Please stop encouraging me to write Shinjuro I have too much to do!! I’ve already started HELP

[soracities]

I need advice pls & i hope u can help me.I have important exams coming up for which I need to be working extremely hard and practice everyday,so that I able to score well in them to get into a good college but I feel frustrated and tired and then end up procastinating and using my phone and wasting sm time.Like before last week,I was doing so well and then then since last week,whenever I try to sit down and solve all these math problems basically,it feels very annoying idk if it makes sense.I mean I haven't even worked that hard or for long enough to have a burn out .I'm sorry that you have to listen to this random person on the internet rant also seeing your posts and reblogs do motivate me to read more and idk but u seem like a very intellectual person tbh.I aspire to be like u. I also want to read more and stay consistent and disciplined in doing so - being disciplined and consistent is a struggle for me TT

I think discipline and consistency is hard for anyone, especially because there's nothing easily romanticized about it--but at the end of the day, intimidating as it all feels discipline and consistency are also nothing more than a series of small, individual tasks, repeated one after the other. I think if you spend all your time looking at all the things you still need to do, all the lists you haven't checked and counting the achievements required to get there you will overwhelm yourself to the point of inaction (or procrastination). But they are all only a series of little tasks, in the end.

I don't know how much help this will be for you, but one of the best pieces of advice I ever got when I was younger was to never underestimate the impact of small term goals. It's so easy to get caught up with a mythical distant future with a daunting list of demands, but try asking yourself instead: what can I do today that will help me the most tomorrow? Not a week from now, not a year from now--tomorrow. So if, for example, you have 10 maths questions to do over the weekend, instead of worrying about the fact that you have 10 maths question looming over you over the weekend, break them down so that you are only looking at each individual task.

To do the first question for example you only have one task: Read the question. And now that I have read the question, I only have one task: write the sum down. Now that I have written the sum down, I only have one task: find the first requirement. Now that I have found the first requirement, I only have one task: work out that requirement.

And so on and so forth, for each step. And when you have finished the first question, that means you have one thing less to do for tomorrow (or even just for the next hour).

It's been a very, very long time since I had to sit down and study, especially for exams, so while I absolutely understand the pressure and sympathise with you so much, anon, I know there is a limit to how much insight I can give beyond this. All I know, all that has stayed with me, really, is the importance of allowing yourself to try as much as you can to focus on what you can do and what you have done instead of everything that you feel is still waiting for you. I don't know when your exams will be but it they are the most daunting to you right now, then break them up into their little tasks, and break those up into timelines for you to focus on--a week, two weeks etc., Sending you all my love and support and believe me, there is more than enough time for you to become the things you envision for yourself 💗

[jadeittic]

HS + Y/I: 2022 (SERIES)

EXTRA (6) (REMAKE) -- ive been procrastinating a lot this yr so i guess we're back on track with hs + y/i

PREVIOUS. NEXT.

HARRY STYLES + PLATONIC!EX-1D MEMBER!FEM!READER

WARNINGS: are ig comments even warnings anymore 😭-- and there will be new uses of face claims.

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harrystyles I am so proud of my girl who I call a sister from another mister. She doesn’t have any idea how much she means to me. You are loved, YN LN. (By me which who loves you the most.) You deserve the world. Thank you for being there always. It’s always us against the world.

HS + Y/I. Glasgow. June, 2022.

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[adhdduckie]

jjk headcanons ( as people in a class)

ft. Toge, maki, yuuta, nanami, todo and sukuna.

pt 2 of jjk headcanons ( as people in a class ) pt 1 here

my masterlist here

( should be studying for exams but procrastination so oh well)

Toge we all know hes such a sweet misunderstood boy. We love him tho. He's definitely gonna have either the worst grades you've ever seen or he's gonna be in the deans list ( honours list? depends where ya'll at) we all know how he talks in ingredients, but that's not gonna stop him from having a bunch of friends that hang out around him just for his aura yk. He's gonna be the sweetest boy and he'll remind you of a little cat. His handwriting, it's gonna be so cute. i feel like he has little stars on the Is instead of the usual tittle. he writes small and slightly cramped but it is so easy to read. When writing essays i feel like he'll have so many pages of all these tiny tiny words. I think he's definitely got an affinity for the sciences and maths. I think that there would definitely be many people who would be interested in him romantically, but he's only going to have eyes for one person. ( maybe i'll write a fic abt that ( x reader maybe ) )

Maki Zenin

def a girl boss. so proud and pretty. I think she would be a jock like yuuji but man shes got some of the best grades you'll ever see. she's gonna be really intimidating to everyone when she first introduces herself in class, but that isn't going to stop a bunch of guys from going up to her and being rejected ( lmao at their pain) her handwriting i think, would be like close to calligraphy. She's so extra like megumi but special in her own way, like her z's would be crossed. I think that she would be quite good at drama and acting but her preference would be in musical theatre, and hell she's good at it.

Yuuta

quiet boy reborn. Man, he's gotta be the most awkwardest boy you're ever gonna know, but he's also very shy and kind. Would not hesitate to beat someone up if they've hurt his friend. personally, he would be the one i would like to be friends with. His grades are above average for someone who doesn't spend a lot of time studying, and his friends get so annoyed about that. His handwriting would be cute and childish, but still really neat. I think that his laptop background would be a collection of images of his friends, like him and rika when they were really young, and everyone else is several different locations. When you first see it you instantly know he's a really good friend, and would cherish everyone. Gotta paint his nails. idk but i would want to so badly

Nanami

he's practically the professor. Super serious, constantly asking questions and getting answers right. His exams results are like in the 99 percentile which is like insane. HE is so consistent with his grades, like damn bro what else you do with life?? He looks so tired and done with life half of the time or he's just sipping on his coffee. I think he drinks two cups of pure expresso in the morning and has a cup of tea for the rest of day, in his fancy little cup. His handwriting, i don't know how to describe it but it's like so extra. Definitely prioritises his handwriting over contents of notes but he does well either way.

Todo

you would never see him in class. He's got like some crazy excuses, but i swear you're not even aware he's in your class until you get paired up for something and he's like, "wanna meet up? if you get it wrong Im doing it myself" I think he would be so annoying to work with but like if you're friends with him he would actually be quite helpful. You would have no idea what his handwriting is like. He's never written a thing in his life for school and he's happy about that. He skips out on school a lot to go see the model meets like takada. No clue how he even passed high school if ur in uni together.

sukuna

bro if i was in school or uni with this man i would instantly drop out. He's a fucking pain in the ass and i hate him sm rn. But i'm sticking to the head-cannon. His grades- probably pretty good, maybe like a genius or something but so irritating. His looks gain the attention of many girls, but his misogynistic and shitty personality pushes a lot of people away. He's a pain to work with for group projects, would totally run off and do the work himself and get everything wrong and blame everyone else for not doing anything when he wouldn't let you help. He's fine, but like not impressed with him. His handwriting would be old and traditional and if you live in japan, he would write in traditional Japanese. and practically no one knows what he's writing.

lemme know if you have any suggestions for anything else i should write! hope ya'll enjoyed, have a nice day/night!

[jmakumatized]

I'm procrastinating on my schoolworks rn so I'll be pouring out all my thoughts about Zoé in Adoration here in the meantime （￣︶￣）↗　

⚠️ Adoration spoilers ⚠️

It was mentioned in the episode that Zoé is in 8th grade while Marinette's class is in 9th, which likely means Zoé is probably 1-2 years younger than Chloe. I expected her to be older because if not, that would mean Audrey had Zoé when she went to New York, leaving little Chloe behind. It could be that either (1) their mom cheated while away, or (2) Audrey and André Bourgeois actually separated (which is why Audrey left for NY). Later on, Audrey had Zoé but then separated from her father to get back with André. Most likely the latter or maybe I'm just missing something lol

Anyways I love that Zoé developed such a close bond with André and the hotel staff. She's also much more confident in standing up against Chloe which is great. Maybe soon she can finally help Chloe be a better person (but alas the creator probably won't ever make that happen).

Moving on... ZOÈ MY SWEET BABY IS SO IN LOVE W/ MARINETTE!!!!! And despite listening to Marinette gush about her crush on Adrien all day, not once did Zoé look jealous or even a bit annoyed 😭❤️. Instead, she just looks at Marinette so lovingly with her adorable doe eyes. And she even cheers Marinette on in confessing to Adrien. She's too precious for this world oml I LOVE HER SM😭

[pouringmyheartoutforpaper]

Hi there! I've seen you around and just wanted to say that I love your blurbs so much<3 I always find myself smiling like an idiot while reading them

I wanted to request something. I'm not that big into AU's but there are some that I really like. So College!Steve and reader, they're not roommates or anything, but are really good friends, being so clingy and affectionate with each other that they always get mistaken for a couple.

And she comes over to study for whatever subject she has a paper to write for and they're both sitting at the desk, the reader in his lap while she's leaning forward to read and take some notes while he's casually leaning back in the chair, balancing a book on his stomach and her back, pushing his glasses up when they slip down his nose, and from time to time checking in on her, abandoning his book to wrap his arms around her middle and hook his chin over her shoulder, looking down at her work and asking about it and if she needs help.

He's so sweet and always asking if you can manage the task, squeezing your waist or hip and praising her from time to time, telling her how well she did....

oh my gosh hi!! i love your writing so so much im so happy you like my little blurbs and thoughts <3 college!steve is so so cute. i know i personally get very stressed out when i have papers to write, but hed be so sweet and make it sm easier. i hope you like this lovey <3

you and steve aren't technically dating, but you both know you're bound to each other. there's no need to rush, and you're very shy, so steve is content to wait as long as you need.

you mentioned that you're having trouble finding the motivation to start writing, always procrastinating the paper till the last moment, your eyes getting teary looking up at him cause you're so stressed. he pulls you in for a hug and tells you to come over after your classes, that he could study with you so you won't have to be alone. always wanting the best for you.

when you get to his apartment he makes you a coffee. a sickening amount of sugar that he didn't like, but always tastes anyways to make sure it's just how you like it. setting you up on his desk, your laptop in front of you, the blank word document staring at you. steve laid on the bed, knees propped up to keep his book in front of him. glasses resting near the tip of his nose. his brow furrows as he tries to focus on the book, but the words are too damn close together and he keeps getting lost.

"...steve?"

"yeah, honey? you okay?"

"can you come sit with me please?" your voice so shy and shakey, making his heart swell.

"of course babydoll, stand up for me." sitting down in the chair with his legs apart before pulling you onto him by your hips. he doesn't mention your entire body getting hot and how he can feel your heartbeat, but he notices. rubbing circles into your arm with his thumb to calm you (and honestly himself) down. leaning back and propping his book onto your back, reading a little better now. the room quiet and comfortable except for the sounds of pages turning, slow typing, and heavy breathing.

when he looks up you have two whole paragraphs. your compatibility shows when he gasps at the work you've done, while you sign because you haven't done enough.

"look at you, baby!" the pet name making your heart flutter, "you wrote that so quick. good job honey." he coos.

you giggle at his praise. he'd be lying if he said he didn't know how much it affects you. he watches your every breath, so of course, he notices your… liking of praise.

"thanks, stevie." your voice is so sweet it makes him blush.

it stays like that for a while, his constant praise and shoulder rubs until you get about seven paragraphs on the document. turning around to look at him struggling to read his book, the words on the page mixing together in a way that made his head hurt.

"you want help stevie?" you whisper, not needing to raise your voice with the short distance between you.

he looks up at your soft voice, his face forming a pout subconsciously that you swear could make you do anything he asked.

"my head jus' hurts. it's hard to read." he complains. whining a little bit because he loves when you baby him.

you stand up, ignoring his whimper at the loss of contact.

"ill read it to you, come lay in my lap sweetheart." the time spent studying and the late hour slowly disintegrating your filter.

and oh his face lights up like a kid on christmas. your lap? is he in heaven ? he gets up so fast and settles onto the bed with you, his head resting on your thighs as you angle his desk lamp at the book. starting to read a few pages before his bookmark, knowing that he probably didn't process the past few pages. he stares at you while you read the next chapter, a goofy smile adorning his face. and he thinks he might die when you take his glasses off and run your hands through his hair while you read.

so its really not his fault when he starts dozing off. how could he not? your hands so gentle and your thighs cradling his head. giving him little head scratches that made him shiver. eventually, he falls asleep on your lap. you look up when you hear his snoring. smiling adoringly at the soft smile over his face, his mouth parted a little bit. cheeks pink and pretty. so beautiful.

you place the book down to enjoy the moment. savoring every second of it. letting your mind wander all over steve. one particular idea coming to your mind, the timing just feels so right.

unbeknownst to you, he too was already planning to ask you out on a date the next day.

[celestie0]

Hi Ellie!😊 I was wondering if kickoff!Gojo has a routine? Like rituals he usually does every day and little interesting facts about him.

And I also wanted to say that I started writing a fanfic about GojoxReader, about history. But now I hope I don't get bored and abandon the fanfic. 🤣

Bye~

hiii my dear!! ouuu yes strangely enough i feel like he...doesn't really have many routines?? LMFAO like he's more type b personality than type a, i picture him to be a hella procrastinator so every day he's just chillin until like last minute he crams for exams in like three days or something, and then once finals are over he's just. chillin again LOL like i think he's just naturally smart so he doesn't have to have a study routine or anything like that. he probs enjoys not having each day be like the one before yknow livin life on the edge. BUT he has hella discipline when it comes to soccer fs he doesn't take anything soccer related lightly

similarly when it comes to morning routines, day time routines, before bed routines, i don't think he has many of those either since i'd picture he's got a really unpredictable schedule? like w practices n frat events etc, sometimes he's getting like two hours of sleep n other days he's like...sleeping in until noon or something haha. i picture he falls asleep pretty fast n tries to get some shuteye wherever he can n suffices on mini 15 min naps throughout the day. but yeah anyways i don't think he has like a oh im up at 6am everyday n go to bed at 10pm everynight sort of thing

in ch7, there was a scene where suguru was like "ohh never skip the pre game ritual man" or something like that when gojo said he was going to skip his run. yea i would say the only ritual he does without fail before every game is go for a run!!! i think it helps him clear his head and he likes the runner's high lol. he's also giving me wellness podcast dude vibes i feel like he does wimhoff breathing or meditation or some shit like that before games HAHAH

OMG sorry this is so long i'm in like a weirdly imaginative state rn plus im on pc n i always type a lot when im on my pc haha. but thanks sm for the question <33 this was fun to think about

aaa im so happy to hear you started to write your story!! if you ever decide to post it i'd love to read it :) and yess lol it's such a struggle to not abandon fics hahah

[bombshelllblonde]

hiiihihii!! im backkkk to tell u abt my rdr playthough bc im bored asf haha

¡love this game omg!! the graphics, the story, the details UGH!!!!

hunting is actually so fun for no reason- i bought so many fancy ass guns too 😭

also my play type whenever i play ANY story game thats open world is to do every possible thing every except the actual story so i get a bunch of stuff and then its so muvh easier

in short i have 6000+ dollars 😋

bonus of exploring everything is i got thw white arabian and i love her sm ‼️‼️ i named her pearl and she is my baby

dress up is my seconf favorite hobby

my fav outfit rn is the red vest w the floral pattern on the front (i forget what its called) n the black french dress shirt underneath + the bison necklace talisman

(also arthur w medium-long length hair n short facial hair>>>)

this game is so detail oriented, its kind of insane- im doing a high honor run atm, and i came across the blind beggar for the third (?) time and the blind guy said and i quote

"that is which killing you will finally help you, friend- to hear and see."

is this foreshadowing this feels like foreshadowing

also ik arthurs dies (bc of tiktok edits and fics, they artists in this fandom is amazing!!!) and im not prepared at all 😭 im going to procrastinate so bad 

ALSO CHARLES DESERVES SO SO MUCH I LOVE HIM

yk the hole lil speech he has at the campfire yk "most human beings seem to know why they were born but, for me- its seems i was just mean ton hurt and suffer myself" that one

im bawling istg if he doesnt get a good ending im going to be writing a formal complaint to rockstar games

anyways

tw opinions (ik bro its crazy to have opinions in 2024 whattt no wayy)

ive gotten to the point in playing where im in ch 3, and the only way i can progress the actual story is to help micah rob a stagecoach or whatever

micah is a bastard and i dont like him

him as a character is rlly well written and awesome but,,,,,hes,,,slimy,,and i hate him,,,,so he can wait for a little longer ☺️

my favorite characters rn in no particular order is

arthur (obviously) , charles , sean , javier , tilly , marybeth , and kieran

my pookies ‼️‼️

moving on im so sorry this is so so long 😭 idk anyone who likes rdr irl lmao

anyway hope u have a nice day and no wolves attack you and spoke ur horse who bucks you off a cliff

(in rdr btw)

((true story also))

yo, having 6k in chapter 3 is amazing. good for you!

my first playthrough i got the white arabian and i named her Lemoyne Tree as a tribute to the state of Lemoyne and my favorite post malone song Lemon Tree. But she always got super dirty so i then went to the lake next to Strawberry and tamed the red chestnut arabian. I LOVE LOVE LOVE that one, she's gorgeous and arthur always gets that one when i play it. my beautiful baby girl Diablo <3

also yes. heckin FUCK MICAH BELL. even from the beginning he's been a slime ball. hate that man <3

i won't go too far, but just keep yourself high honor towards the end of the game. you need that to be your first ending. :')

Charles deserves the absolute world. just listening to him speak and hanging out with him at camp, and the missions you continue on to do with him throughout the game are so much fun. charles is someone i wish i could have in my real life because he seems like he would be the best person to speak to and hang out with. he is so lovely and down to earth. even arthur says it a couple times throughout the game. charles gets a good ending i promise.

my top blorbos are Arthur, Dutch, Charles, Hosea, and Josiah Trelawny my absolute beloved <33333 just wait until you go on the mission with Charles to find trelawny. one of my favorite missions ever ever ever ever!!

a lot of people dislike dutch, but i love him so much. he is my actual father. i love him.

i also hate john. let me know how you feel about that little greasy weasel of a man. :)))

i'm so so so glad you're having fun and i am very invested, so please continue to keep me updated on what ur doing because i need to live vicariously through you. if i could erase my entire mind and replay the game over and over again for the first time, i totally would