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jkslipppiercing · 9 months

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Bumblebee 01 | jjk

• summary: Jeon Jungkook was your high school bully. What are you gonna do when your parents are forcing you to marry him as the country's most well-known CEO?

• pairing: ceo!jk x reader, high school bully!jk (more to come in upcoming chapters cuz i dont wanna spoil anything.)

• genre: enemies to lovers, slowburn, high school bully to lover, arranged marriage, CEO/billionare romance, marriage of convenience.

• warnings: cursing. choking. tiny fluff. baby angst.

• WC: 3.5k

• a/n: make sure to read the teaser so everything makes sense ♡ please dont hesitate to send me an ask and tell me what you think! happy reading <3

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"Y/N! Can you fucking stop for a minute?" Jungkook yelled after you as you stomp away from the ballroom, where the company event was advancing.

Well, long story short, you made a scene at the event earlier that evening. You were so exasperated about your parents planning something behind your back, and making your decisions on your behalf, that you just- ran. You ran away. You couldn't take it anymore, too many people, too many noises, too many things happening all at once.

You were practically suffocating. So taken aback by the sudden new piece of information, that your breath caught in your throat. Speaking of which...

As you resume your stomping, you realize that the steps that have been following you for the past 15 minutes suddenly stop. You halt, just when you hear Jungkook pant; "Can we talk? Please?"

He takes a few steps toward you, his long strides causing him to end up just a few inches behind you. He's close enough, you can sense his presence as he places his hand on your waist. "How do your tiny legs move so goddamn fast?" He chuckles, the breathy action rising goosebumps on your neck.

Snap out of it, Y/N!

You turn around, and when your eyes meet his galaxy ones, you just about take in your surroundings.

You walked away far enough into a quiet neighborhood. The type where there are a few townhouses lined up on either side of the street. The type where flickering stoplights provide dim- somewhat romantic- lighting. But this isn't romantic for you, not in the least. This is Jungkook you’re talking about.

You take a deep breath as you struggle to find your voice. "First of all, Jeon, my legs aren't tiny." okay...that was weak as hell...goddamnit.

Your face blushes a deep shade of crimson when you realize how weak of a comeback that was. Almost 1st grade shit.

Your eyebrows scrunch in irritation after Jungkook places his hand on your waist yet again, forcing you closer to him. "Oh, yeah?" You almost stumble in the process, causing him to smirk in response, "They look pretty tiny to me, bumblebee."

You push him away as you try to distance yourself from him. "Don't fucking call me that." You seethe, he laughs. The movement of his lips catches you off guard. It sounds so graceful that you let yourself get lost in the moment- in Jungkook; his chocolate eyes that hold as much as the galaxy holds in terms of beauty. His lips, the little arch of a bow on the top lip resting on top of the fuller, lower one. The slope of his nose, the messy ruffle of his hair, he's just so...ethereal.

Your eyes soften as you take his beauty in, and your lips lift in a small adoring smile. Suddenly, the world melts away as you truly take the time to bask in his beauty. You can't help it- you were never able to control your facial expressions. One look at the man before you, and all your troubles disappear- as if they were never there- as soon as your eyes rest on his magnificent features. Features that could have very possibly been sculpted by the gods and gifted by the heavens themselves.

Now, Jungkook is the one that's caught off guard. "What?" He blushes. He fucking blushes. A light rosy pink kisses his cheeks just when his eyes grow double the size. You could've never imagined a more adorable sight than this. This whole scene is unbelievable. So unbelievable that you want to forget how mad you were at jungkook, and that you had to marry him in- oh my god! How the hell could you forget?!

"There's no way in hell I'm marrying you." You rush out.

All traces of the earlier blush on Jungkook's cheeks vanish as his face contorts to form a frown. "Fucking hell." He scoffs. "You've become even more annoying than ever, huh?" He glares at you in disbelief.

You return the glare with utmost disgust as you sneer; "Fuck you, Jeon Jungkook. I hate you." The words roll off your tongue tasting bitter. They've always said that the truth tastes bitter though...right?

"Likewise." He answers.

"Y/N, can I come in?" Your mother's muffled voice resounds behind your closed bedroom door.

"Ugh. I feel like shit." You mumble as you slip further under the sheets of the bed, nevertheless shouting a response, "What is it, Mom?"

You've been locked in your room for the whole day, refusing to interact with your family, and avoiding all three of them.

Turns out, your brother, Mingyu, knew about it all along. He was all up for you marrying Jungkook, considering Jungkook was incredibly popular back in the high school days, and even more so now. He claims that not only will you gain even more clout as a CEO's daughter, but you'll also become a billionaire's wife. "All your needs will be fulfilled", "Your parents know best", "Jungkook will treat you right"...a bunch of crap, and you're having none of it.

"Y/N. This behavior is unacceptable coming from a girl of such high responsibility." Your mother starts. "What will you do all day?! Sit in this crappy room and do nothing? Not on my watch, young lady. You have a whole lot of planning to do, and I'm having none of this crap." She finishes off with her hands on her hips as she frowns down at your slumped figure, your head resting against the headboard.

"You think it's fair of you to treat me like this when you were planning to marry me off to somebody without my consent?" You frown. You had a point, nobody can deny. In this society, arranged marriages resembled ancient relics from an outdated history. No one did that anymore, nor were they interested in the concept. Consent, people. Consent.

"Y/N, I don't think you quite understand the position we were in. Some things happened that you...still don't know of." Excuse you? There's more? "I want you to hear me out until I finish what I have to say. Please be patient." Well, there goes your heartbeat at 150 per minute. You probably need to go to a cardiologist.

"First off, based off of the analytics of HG enterprise- marketing, sales, and publicity- the analysts estimated about a year before the company goes bankrupt." Woah. That was not what you were expecting your mother to say. Your dad had always boasted about how successful HG was, so where is all of this coming from?

"But why? I thought it was doing fine?" Your confusion is beyond eminent on your features at this point, the earlier irritation long gone, and reciprocated with intrigue. Your mother takes a deep breath before she continues; "Unfortunately, there came a time when no agencies would accept any collaboration with us, claiming our concept to be too cliché or overused." She purses her lips.

HG: Heterogeneity; the quality or state of being diverse in character or content. At first, HG Enterprise was well-accepted into the industry for its wide diversity of lingerie. Generally, many women often complained about not finding the right size of lingerie, or not being satisfied with the designs as they were always too bland or too wild. Although, with HG Enterprise being an open-ended brand with various options to choose from, there was never an issue, which is why this issue is hard to digest.

"After the company did well based on the concept for the past years, modeling agencies only now started showing dissatisfaction regarding collaborations. To this day, the conflict seems rather peculiar as it doesn't seem logical, but nothing makes sense in the fashion/business industry, as they say."

"As much as this breaks my heart to hear, where does the part where you all lied to me come into play?" Your dad loved the company, so of course, you're not going to be happy hearing about the business going downhill.

You're about to question your Mom again, but she speaks, "Just when your dad was considering selling the company off to someone and retiring-", You interrupt, "Wait, what? Selling it?" Your eyes bulge. Your dad loved the company with all his heart, considering he built it all from scratch and had no base to start with. He did it all on his own, so giving it up must be hard for him.

"Let me talk, young lady." Your mother shushes you as she resumes her explanation. "Out of all the things your dad expected to happen, it wasn't Jeon Jungkook contacting him himself, suggesting an offer when HG was teetering on the edge of bankruptcy."

Your eyebrows almost shoot to your hairline. "Your father contacted him back, requesting a meeting, and he immediately agreed. When they met up, Mr. Jeon's offer was quite generous...and surprising." Your mother tries to hide a smile as you straighten further and wait quietly for her to drop the bomb, resembling a five-year-old with big eager eyes.

"Mr. Jeon offered a merger." Oh.

"What? Why would he want a merger? How would it benefit his agency?" Now you're even more confused.

"He claims that the merger would be of major success. He wants to bring back the 'diversity in people and lingerie' by advertising models of all different races, sizes, and beauty, from his agency, wearing all different designs of lingerie from HG. He mentioned it would benefit both ends and would indulge the concept of diversity even more nowadays, as he says that our society is in dire need of such a message." You bite back a smile. Way to go Mr. Jeon. That's clever as hell.

"While your dad was all up for the idea, saying it would sweep HG back to its feet and give it a greater push than ever, there was a catch." She hesitates. "They just keep on coming, huh?" You scoff.

Your mother waves you off, "Your dad is getting old Y/N. He's forgetting things, he lacks his previous abilities, and he's slacking in this field of work. After 50 years of working his ass off, as much as he hates to admit it, he knows he needs to quit and pass everything on to you."

Your eyes bulge for the 100th time, "Me? Why me? What about Mingyu?"

"Oh, honey, Mingyu is still young. He's only twenty-two and he still doesn't understand the meaning of responsibility. He's still got a long way to go, but you're already mature enough to handle things on your own." Her eyes soften, glistening as her own words seem to get her emotional.

"Oh, Mom...c'mere." You pull your mom in for a hug while both of you are sitting on the bed and rub her back gently.

She pulls away with a deep breath and continues. "For the merger to happen, we need a reason for it, and that reason is your marriage to Jungkook. Does it all click, now?" She waits for you expectedly.

"Yes, but I still need time to process everything. I can't digest the fact that i have to marry Mr. Jeon out of all people-" You realize your slip up a bit too late.

"Why? What's so horrible about Mr. Jeon?", she squints her eyes suspiciously at you. "He seems like a wonderful person. Quite humble for a person in his rank." She nods approvingly at the statement.

Oh, Mom, how I wish you knew. Your mom never knew about Jungkook bullying you in high school, so she suspects nothing. Innocent, oblivious soul. Jungkook is the cockiest bastard alive. Too much of an asshole for his own good.

You laugh awkwardly, "He...um...yeah, he's not that bad. What I meant was I couldn't possibly marry a stranger, you know?" Will she take the bait? "Oh! Well, that's why you have about six months to get to know him better!" She beams. Thank god.

“But, Mom…There’s still one thing that I don’t understand.” Your eyebrows knot in thought. Your mother nods in silent demand for you to go on. “Is Mr. Jeon okay with marrying me?” Your mother smiles. “Why don’t you ask him that yourself?”

"Put something revealing on. Mr. Jeon is coming for dinner in about...thirty minutes."

Thirty minutes?!

"What?! Why didn't you tell me before?! No way in hell I'm getting ready that fast. You all go ahead and enjoy dinner." You purse your lips sassily as you turn around in your bed and cover your head with the sheets.

"Y/L/N Y/N, if you don't get up in 3..." You're a twenty-six-year-old woman, why is she treating you like a child? "2..." The warning tone alarms you, so you straighten quickly enough it would've given you whiplash. You knew your Mom well enough not to disobey her. She was a goddamn psychopath. "I'm up!" You spring out of your bed and into the bathroom, hearing the faint sound of your Mom chuckling as she exits the room. She leaves you be, and that's when you realize...Jungkook is coming here in thirty minutes.

Ding Dong!

The chime of the bell has butterflies raging in your stomach. He’s here.

You finish touching up your makeup and fix your dress into place, then head for the stairs. You were never one to dress to impress, but you just couldn’t pass out on an opportunity to show Jungkook that the fragile and frail bumblebee he used to bully in high school is long gone. There stands a queen bee in its stead.

Your outfit consists of a plain pastel green dress that was simple, yet elegant. It makes your eyes pop and magnificently highlights your facial features. It accentuates your curves in such a way that would’ve had sixteen-year-old-you blushing. It makes you feel powerful- at least, powerful enough to face the man downstairs.

Your heels announce your arrival as you descend the stairs, making your way down to the dining room. Jungkook comes into view as you descend the last two steps, and when you reach the end of the staircase, you’re planted directly in front of him.

Freshly shaven, suit-clad Jungkook meets your eyes as he seems to marvel at your beauty. He looks star-struck, in a way. Like your magnificence might stab at his heart if he looked at you longer than intended.

He’s wearing his signature all-black suit and chunky boots, which add a sprinkle of Jungkook’s personality to make it look like his. His hair isn’t in the usual messy ruffle it’s always in, but this time, he slicked it back to expose his forehead.

“Hey.” Your voice surprises you with its breathiness.

Get a grip, Y/N! Shut up.

“Yeah, um, hi.” Jungkook stutters. Is he flustered? You really can’t tell.

“You clean up pretty nice, Mr. Jeon.” You bite back a smile. He really does.

“I know.” You roll your eyes. He’s such an ass.

“I was literally trying to be nice for once.” You scowl. “I take it back, you’re, like, the biggest eyesore I’ve set my eyes on in a long while.” You smirk in achievement as a silver of Jungkook’s irritation shines through his poor attempt of a poker face.

Just as you notice Jungkook open his mouth to respond, your Mom’s voice cuts through the silence. “Come on, lovebirds! There’s enough time for chit-chat after we eat dinner!"

"Shall we?" Jungkook offers his hand in invitation, so you lock it with yours as you head toward the dining room. As you go to take a seat beside your brother, he surprises you by saying; "Y/N, I believe it is only eligible for you to dine beside your future husband." Oh, how much you'd love to smack that grin off his stupid face. "Right." You say awkwardly.

As you round the table to sit beside Jungkook, he hurries out of his seat to pull the chair out for you to settle in. You slowly and thankfully thank him as you take a seat. In conclusion, the whole thing feels super awkward.

You were now sitting opposite your brother, with Jungkook beside you and your Mom facing him. Your dad sits at the head of the table.

Jungkook is the first to shatter the deafening silence, “I’d like to start this gracious evening by thanking Mr. and Mrs. Y/L/N for taking the time to invite me to this dinner.” He smiles politely.

Something you’ve noticed recently is that Jungkook acts like a robot when he’s around your parents. His movements are automatic, and his eyes lack the usual mischievous glint they possess whenever you’re with him. It’s weird, almost like he’s trying his best to not mess up, or maybe it’s because he actually wants to be a part of this family.

Jungkook was raised by his dad after he accidentally got a model knocked up. The model- now Jungkook’s Mom- was working at his dad’s agency at the time, and had slept with him for money. This, of course, is heartbreaking to hear, as he seems to treat your Mom like his own; always bowing down to her purely out of respect, speaking to her extra formally, seeming as though he thinks he’ll mess up if he didn’t. The thought alone makes you tear up.

“Of course, darling, it’s always a pleasure. You can count on us, we’ll always be here for you- whether you like it or not, young man, you’re stuck with us!” Your mother’s words have you all chuckling as the dinner resumes.

Your Mom’s care towards Jungkook is eminent as she places extra food on his plate, shushing him when he complains about being full, and urging him to eat more. You feel pity toward the man as your mom can be quite a stubborn woman, so you stand up and look at Jungkook, “Mr. Jeon-“ Jungkook interrupts you. “Please, just call me Jungkook.” “Okay, Jungkook, will you come fetch the salt with me from the kitchen?” You wait expectedly.

Jungkook looks confused but agrees nonetheless. As he gets up and you both make your exit from the dining room, your brother takes the salt shaker off of the table and hides it in the chair next to him when your parents' eyes are on you, so no one notices. “But we have the salt right-“ Your Mother goes to reach for the salt, only for her eyes to fall on an empty space on the table. “Here. Oh, I thought I put it right there. I guess I forgot.”

“Don’t worry, Mom. They’ll take care of it.” Mingyu smiles to himself.

“I thought you wanted to get the salt?” Jungkook looks at you with big doe eyes and a pouty mouth as you make your way to the porch located outside the kitchen.

“I just saved your ass, I deserve a ‘thank you’.” You snicker. The chilly breeze of the summer night cools you down. You can finally breathe.

“Well, thank you.” Jungkook says as he comes up beside you. You hum in return. “Now that we’re alone, I think we should use the time to properly talk. You know…the merger, the marriage, you moving in…” What? No way in hell. Not happening.

“Oh, for fuck’s sake. No. I’m not doing this.” You turn around to leave, but Jungkook’s hand stops you. Just like two nights ago, his hand circles around your waist and pulls you to him. The position has your black flush against his chest as you face the door. “Stop fucking running away from me every time.” His head dips into the crook of your neck as his husky voice reaches your ears. He breathes in your scent, his nose nudging against your skin. You should push him away, but he feels like heaven. You close your eyes in appreciation for the contrast of sensations you’re experiencing right now; the cold air kisses your cheeks, but Jungkook’s body warmth has you feeling hot. Your head swirls in the moment, unable to think correctly. You’re incapable of anything at this point.

“What makes you think you’re in a position to order me around?” You say in an implicit challenge. You’re provoking him, you know that. You simply want to push his buttons and see where his limits lie, only because you always knew how much of a sucker Jungkook was for a good challenge. His hand rests on your waist as the other snakes up your body, finally resting on your neck. You take a deep breath when you feel him do so. “Don’t tempt me, sweetheart. I just want to talk.” He says lowly. You hum out a response, and as soon as you do so, his hand tightens, barely cutting off your air supply. He loosens his hold on your neck after a couple of seconds, his voice sounding behind you as it sends chills down your spine. “Use your words, Y/N.” You can practically hear the challenge in his tone just as you could’ve done in yours. You take a deep breath before uttering a quiet “Okay.” In contrast to your thundering heartbeat. Your feelings are raging, and there’s a wet pool of arousal between your legs in dire need to be taken care of. If Jungkook could turn you on this much without having to be inside you, he was a massive step up from all the other men you’ve been with.

Jungkook steps away from you slowly but surely, and you turn around just in time to see him smirk in triumph. You scoff in return.

This is about to be a long conversation.

#jungkook x reader #jungkook ff #jungkook #jeon jungkook #jungkook fanfic #jungkook x you #bts jungkook #bts fanfiction #enemies to lovers

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wlntrsldler · 15 days

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poisoned mercury | smau: stories! (after hard launch)

a/n: just wanted to post more of luke and five star flirting. hehe.

smau masterlist | series masterlist

yn_yln posted a story!

we’re going to the championships!

tagged clarisselarue.

clarisselarue replied to this story!

clarisselarue: BACK TO BACK 🔜 🏆

yn_yln: YEAAAAA BABY

clarisselarue: home court advantage 😈

lukecastell4n replied to this story!

lukecastell4n: IM SO PROUD OF YOU FIVE STAR

lukecastell4n: SEE YOU SOON

yn_yln: WDYM SEE YOU SOON

yn_yln: ARE YOU COMING TO THE CHAMPIONSHIPS

lukecastell4n: duh i wouldn’t miss it for the world

yn_yln: BABY WHAT

yn_yln: CALL ME RN

lukecastell4n: 🫡🥰

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pretty sure this is dangerous. put your seatbelts on!

tagged yn_yln and lukecastell4n.

travisstoll replied to this story!

travisstoll: you’d think they haven’t seen each other in 10 years the way they’re always on each other

connorstoll: FR 😭😭

lukecastell4n replied to this story!

lukecastell4n: goddamn im whipped

lukecastell4n: is this how i always look when im with five star

connorstoll: yes. it’s sickening

lukecastell4n: oh well 🤷🏻‍♂️

yn_yln replied to this story!

yn_yln: SJSJSJSJKSK

yn_yln: sigh i love him

connorstoll: please get out of my dms with this shit i already get enough seeing u two in person

yn_yln: HATER

connorstoll: AND IM PROUD OF IT!

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yn_yln can sleep anywhere 😭 (as long as lukecastell4n is there)

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lukecastell4n: my five star ⭐️

yn_yln reposted this story!

yn_yln: my favorite place in the world 🩷

lukecastell4n replied to this story!

lukecastell4n: fuck you got me kicking my feet in the air

lukecastell4n: have i told you that i love you today?

yn_yln: about ten times 😭

lukecastell4n: yikes im lacking

lukecastell4n: i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love yo-

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yn_yln: you’re ridiculous 😭

yn_yln: i love you so much

travisstoll posted a story!

forget luke we want yn_yln as the new front man for poisoned mercury 😭😭😭

yn_yln replied to this story!

yn_yln: haha you’re so funny trav

travisstoll: your rendition of hopelessly devoted to you deserves a grammy

yn_yln: OH GOD I SANG THAT?

yn_yln: I DONT REMEMBER

travisstoll: “sang” is a stretch. i would use “screech”

travisstoll: i figured when luke had to carry you out the karaoke bar 😭

lukecastell4n replied to this story!

lukecastell4n: LMFSOOD

lukecastell4n: remind me never to buy her green tea shots ever again

travisstoll: we shouldve known it was gonna get bad when she said “i dont even feel anything”

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five star down 😭

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yn_yln replied to this story:

yn_yln: OH MY GOD IM SO EMBARRASSED

yn_yln: YOU HAD TO CARRY ME OUT THE BAR?

lukecastell4n: don’t be embarrassed

lukecastell4n: if u wanted me to carry you home, all u had to do was ask

yn_yln: how do u manage to make me blush over the phone castellan?

lukecastell4n: can i come over and make u blush in person?

yn_yln: ….

yn_yln: door’s unlocked

lukecastell4n: eta 8 minutes

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would you guys believe me if i said three minutes ago they were in a heated argument about the best girl scout cookie

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yn_yln replied to this story!

yn_yln: THIN MINTS FOR LIFE

yn_yln: anyone who says otherwise has no taste

chrisr0driguez: gotta go with my boy on this one

chrisr0driguez: samoas >>>

yn_yln: … i need to have a talk with clar about her choices

chrisr0driguez: Y/N?!???

lukecastell4n replied to this story!

lukecastell4n: FIVE STAR JUST TOLD ME U SAID SAMOAS WERE BETTER

lukecastell4n: i knew i could count on you

lukecastell4n: my brother 🤝

chrisr0driguez: 🤝

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she loves me i swear.

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yn_yln: unfortunately 😔

lukecastell4n replied to this story!

lukecastell4n: u were made to humble me huh

yn_yln: duh

yn_yln: but i love you

yn_yln: i miss you already

lukecastell4n: stop i will drive this tour bus back to north carolina

yn_yln: would u pls

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travisstoll replied to this story!

travisstoll: if luke doesnt reply its because we locked him in the bathroom bc he tried to convince the driver to turn around to go back to unc and bobby got annoyed

travisstoll: we like bobby we dont want him to quit

travisstoll: and he looked like he might if luke kept begging

yn_yln: HELP I WAS JOKING

travisstoll: now y/n

travisstoll: u should know better

travisstoll: luke does not joke about u

yn_yln: pls let him out the bathroom he’s sending me voice memos from his apple watch

travisstoll: fine

#frances writes #poisoned mercury #luke castellan x you #luke castellan blurb #luke castellan one shot #luke castellan fic #luke castellan imagine #luke castellan x reader #luke castellan pjo #luke castellan fanfic #luke castellan #luke castellan smau #percy jackson smau

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edenmemes · 1 year

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god of war: ragnarok starters

may contain spoilers !

❝ trust? you have broken my trust. ❞ ❝ you seemed troubled in your sleep, even for you. nightmares? ❞ ❝ if you’re not fighting dirty, you’re not fighting, right? ❞ ❝ the worst is still ahead of us. we must be strong. ❞ ❝ it’s times like this i really miss home. ❞ ❝ you must live with your deeds, but do not be troubled by them. ❞ ❝ you don’t strike me as someone who fears death. ❞ ❝ that is not who i am anymore. ❞ ❝ the problem doesn’t have to reach our doorstop to be our responsibility. ❞ ❝ please don’t make me do this. ❞ ❝ the storm is getting worse. ❞ ❝ i’d offer you a hug, but why traumatise either of us further. ❞ ❝ whatever anger you’re feeling, whatever loathing toward me...it’s nothing to what i’ve said to myself. ❞ ❝ i know the hate that burns you from within. i’ve felt those flames...known the comfort of their warmth. ❞ ❝ i do not need you to protect me. ❞ ❝ be glad you have a home to remember fondly. ❞ ❝ you’ve come a long way since i first met you. ❞ ❝ the pain only grows. will i ever be free of it? ❞ ❝ i need you...i can’t do this by myself. ❞ ❝ got a case of pride, i get it. hope yours clears up quicker than mine did. ❞ ❝ you were given an impossible problem. do not blame yourself for failing to solve it. ❞ ❝ you speak of your deeds with shame. ❞ ❝ i wronged you. and i cannot change that...and can never apologise enough for it. ❞ ❝ we do not know what lies ahead. i wish to enjoy the time we have left. ❞ ❝ there is no need to shoulder this burden on your own. ❞ ❝ i suppose that’s all any of us can hope for in the end. that our death has purpose. ❞ ❝ i don’t need to hear about your mistakes. i’ve made enough of my own, thanks. ❞ ❝ some free advice? you don’t want to let anyone catch you talking to your sword. ❞ ❝ you reek of cheap mead and that is by far your most endearing characteristic. ❞ ❝ i expected you to come and find me. that no matter how hurt or angry, you wouldn’t abandon me when i needed you the most. ❞ ❝ you started this fight --- i will end it. ❞ ❝ you don’t have to do this kinda stuff just to keep my mind off things. ❞ ❝ could i ever think of this place as home again? after all that’s happened? ❞ ❝ all too often, people are blinded to all but their immediate self-interest. ❞ ❝ not exactly a calming presence, are you? ❞ ❝ know that all reigns end, and all empires fall. ❞ ❝ do not doubt the lengths i will go to. ❞ ❝ so much has been taken from me and i’m supposed to let it all go? ❞ ❝ if you don’t think i could lead us, just say so. ❞ ❝ i’m not saying anything you haven’t thought. ❞ ❝ there’s no making this right, is there? ❞ ❝ love should be---could be---stronger than hatred. ❞ ❝ it seems to me we share a common enemy. ❞ ❝ i know how bad it can get with one’s own kin. ❞ ❝ seems the only thing i can do right these days is destroy everything around me. ❞ ❝ i am haunted by your incompetence. it keeps me up at night. ❞ ❝ so i’m not allowed to give you a nickname? ❞ ❝ oooh, getting nosey. getting personal. ❞ ❝ that’s the most dangerous and irresponsible thing i’ve ever heard. ❞ ❝ i haven’t given up hope on you. ❞ ❝ i had hoped my days of ceaseless battles were over. ❞ ❝ to grieve deeply is to love fully. ❞ ❝ the truth is always more complicated. to imagine it’s simple is dangerous. ❞ ❝ you're a killer, just like your father. ❞ ❝ you think you just get to walk away? ❞ ❝ uh...someone’ll clean that up. ❞ ❝ i dont know if we’re breaking fate, or fate’s breaking us. ❞ ❝ how can you, of anyone alive, be squeamish about war? ❞ ❝ oh, wow...that’s quite the compliment. ❞ ❝ i grow tired of your lack of empathy. ❞ ❝ to abandon a poisonous path and walk another is no small challenge. ❞ ❝ can i get you a water or something? ❞ ❝ confronting the past comes with a price. ❞ ❝ i want things to be the way they were. ❞ ❝ being in love’s always a risk. that’s what makes it fun. ❞ ❝ i was always fond of our talks, you know. ❞ ❝ curiosity’s all well and good...but so’s privacy, yes? ❞ ❝ whatever you ask, consider it done. i am forever in your debt. ❞ ❝ what’s the biggest thing you’ve ever fought? ❞ ❝ so...was this all that you hoped for? ❞ ❝ the closer we get, the more tightness grows in my chest. ❞ ❝ your path leads to countless deaths. unimaginable pain and suffering. ❞ ❝ can’t you take a joke, you old goat? ❞ ❝ everyone takes it easy on you because they’re scared of your father. ❞ ❝ that’s family. you got to keep them close where they can make you good and crazy. ❞ ❝ maybe, for the moment, you’re of more use to me alive. ❞ ❝ look at the ruins before you and understand the truth: this was your doing. ❞ ❝ forgive me. my words were chosen carelessly. ❞ ❝ my success does not come from luck. ❞ ❝ just shut up and drink. ❞ ❝ no matter the size, every creature has a weakness. ❞ ❝ sometimes we never really know the ones we love. ❞ ❝ tell me about your homeland. ❞ ❝ leadership? not really my strong suit, let’s be honest. ❞ ❝ what am i gonna do, walk around with a bandage on my head, begging for attention? ❞ ❝ why are you so bent on hurting me like this? i’ve done nothing to you. ❞ ❝ you seem like a calm and reasonable person. are you a calm and reasonable person? ❞ ❝ i’ve seen my fair share of bloodshed, but this is an awful lot for one morning. ❞ ❝ if you’re planning on killing me, at least let me finish this song. ❞ ❝ everywhere i look, i am reminded of my mistakes. ❞ ❝ i have seen many lands. many realms. i can tell you with some certainty: no such paradise exists. ❞ ❝ do something about it or shut up already. ❞ ❝ breaking tension with humour is the sacred duty of a travelling companion. ❞ ❝ forgiveness can be powerful. even for the unworthy. ❞ ❝ you have no idea the kind of shit i’ve been through. ❞ ❝ our actions have consequences. to be reminded of them is not a punishment. ❞ ❝ take the hint. go away. ❞ ❝ something is on your mind. what is it? ❞ ❝ what a twisted little soul you have. ❞ ❝ your eyes say everything. ❞ ❝ me and you against the world, huh? just like the old days. ❞ ❝ there is no making things right. only better than they were. ❞ ❝ without me? i thought we were partners. ❞ ❝ this will end in blood. the only question that remains is which side is willing to spill more. ❞ ❝ i have lost myself before. more than once. ❞ ❝ you cannot sneak up on me like that. ❞ ❝ is it always moral to kill something that’s trying to kill you? ❞ ❝ we’ve gotta be more than a bunch of stories with our endings already written. ❞ ❝ the smell is making my eyes burn. ❞ ❝ you are staring... ❞ ❝ even the brightest among us carry darkness. ❞ ❝ anyone ever tell you that you babble when you’re terrified? ❞ ❝ every path i walk...leads back to vengeance. ❞ ❝ maybe our families are just meant to be enemies. ❞ ❝ i know how it feels...to lose a parent. ❞ ❝ your love of this place...i can feel it. anyone can. ❞ ❝ what you can do is get the fuck out of my sight. ❞ ❝ it was stupid of me to hope in the first place. ❞ ❝ is that regret in your voice? ❞ ❝ there are things even gods cannot control. ❞ ❝ you don’t care about anyone beyond yourself. ❞ ❝ say something. i enjoy hearing your voice. ❞ ❝ does it frighten you? that is why you must do it. ❞ ❝ the dumb doesn’t fall far from the tree. ❞ ❝ you’re quite agitated, even for you. ❞ ❝ ain’t you never seen a legend in the flesh before? ❞ ❝ you are one of the few i would call a ‘friend’. ❞ ❝ this place is kinda pretty, when things aren’t trying to kill us. ❞ ❝ i find the hues and shades of your shortcomings almost moving. ❞ ❝ i still might kill you when this is over. ❞ ❝ i wish i could do more, i really do. ❞ ❝ do you ever have those moments where you wish you could...go back? rewrite your own past, make different decisions. ❞ ❝ do you want me to stop talking about your muscles? ❞ ❝ you are a formidable warrior, but even more than that, you have a good heart. ❞ ❝ this world takes more strength than it gave me. ❞ ❝ i’m trying to save your life, you big jerk. ❞ ❝ at least something out here doesn’t wanna kill me. ❞ ❝ i’ll just say it. i’m getting a really terrible feeling from this place. ❞ ❝ violence changes us. you are not weak to feel its effects. ❞ ❝ i’ve always loved you, you know. ❞ ❝ what side are you on anyway? ❞ ❝ everything was fine until you showed up. ❞ ❝ i have been...falling back into my old ways. angry. distrustful. ❞ ❝ one day, you will have to survive. without me. ❞ ❝ you don’t have to like me but...we’re gonna have to trust each other. ❞ ❝ you think war drives me? or power? wealth? no. never has. ❞ ❝ and they say i’m the bad guy. ❞ ❝ you feel it in the air, don’t you? the anxiety. ❞ ❝ i’m not being weird, you’re being weird. ❞ ❝ sure you’re up for breaking the rules like this? ❞ ❝ doubt is a weakness we cannot afford. ❞ ❝ mm. i do not like riddles. ❞ ❝ it just seems like a lot for someone your age. ❞ ❝ use the judgement of a man and not of a child. ❞ ❝ so what are we supposed to do? roll over? do nothing? ❞ ❝ war will not give you the purpose you seek. ❞ ❝ nasty hit! are you alright? ❞ ❝ well, glad you survived the first day. ❞ ❝ what do you think? is there a right side in this war? ❞ ❝ didn’t you ever have an awkward phase in your youth? ❞ ❝ you will not find me good company. ❞ ❝ how about we just don’t kill each other? ❞ ❝ what have your promises ever been worth? ❞ ❝ why would you come this way alone? ❞ ❝ leave now, whether you value your life or peace in your death. ❞ ❝ i put you in so much pain. put you in a terrible situation. ❞ ❝ the most difficult battles are fought within. ❞ ❝ it’s not my job to teach you everything. ❞ ❝ thanks for patching me up. ❞ ❝ loss can do things to a man. ❞ ❝ i don’t know why i thought i could do this alone. ❞ ❝ i will do what it takes to keep you safe. ❞ ❝ a desperate creature can be the most dangerous. ❞ ❝ you’re just sharing your thoughts on a subject you know nothing about. ❞ ❝ this isn’t who you want to be. ❞ ❝ i knew this was going too smoothly. ❞ ❝ can one man do this much damage? ❞ ❝ this is your final warning. ❞ ❝ you have a lot of nerve, know that? ❞ ❝ i am counting on you. to be safe. to be smart. ❞ ❝ uh, maybe that’s not a good idea? ❞ ❝ well, that was violent. ❞ ❝ don’t go to too much trouble on my account. ❞ ❝ are you not a soldier? are you not a leader of people? ❞ ❝ just when i thought you couldn’t get even more godly. ❞ ❝ do you wish to speak of what happened? ❞ ❝ you have no hold on me any more. ❞ ❝ have you ever been in love? ❞ ❝ mind if i give you the best advice you’ve heard all day and possibly ever? sleep. ❞ ❝ you’ll have my wise and faithful counsel always. ❞ ❝ look, i just want to do the right thing. ❞ ❝ all i ask for is a good night’s rest. ❞ ❝ you’re angry with me, aren’t you? ❞ ❝ we live in strange times. ❞ ❝ do you hear that? i thought i heard a voice. ❞ ❝ any outsider is considered a threat. ❞ ❝ it is not always wrong to trust people. ❞ ❝ never thought i’d be so relieved to be back here. ❞ ❝ well, we all make mistakes. ❞ ❝ this is the craziest thing i’ve ever done. ❞ ❝ when we get out of here, i’ll give you some space. ❞ ❝ violence cannot prevent violence. ❞ ❝ the truth can be a cruel thing. ❞ ❝ defy your prophecy at your own peril. ❞ ❝ i must say, i think we make a good team. ❞ ❝ where would you even be without me? ❞ ❝ calm your mind. control it. ❞ ❝ you look...weirder than i imagined. ❞ ❝ we must tread carefully. danger is close. ❞ ❝ there are worse things to discover about someone you love. ❞ ❝ i know how it feels to be wronged. ❞ ❝ did you just wake up with the urge to be a pain in my ass? ❞ ❝ is it revenge if justice is served? ❞ ❝ sometimes there is no other way. ❞ ❝ all journeys come to an end. ❞ ❝ you’re the first person that i’ve talked to in a really long time. ❞ ❝ i’ve been waiting my whole life for this moment. ❞ ❝ so...do you forgive me? ❞ ❝ sorry, i’m just really excited to talk to you. ❞ ❝ is there any way to stop fate? ❞ ❝ it would be the first time in a while i have something truly mine. ❞ ❝ the earth is the reflection of those who tend it. ❞ ❝ i have to say. i am profoundly unimpressed. ❞ ❝ i did not come to you for a lecture. ❞ ❝ perhaps there is a measure of monster inside us all. ❞ ❝ i was about to look for you. ❞ ❝ i said we would speak no more of that. ❞ ❝ peace cannot endure without force to protect it. ❞ ❝ what is it you will not tell me? ❞ ❝ where has everyone gone, i wonder? ❞ ❝ i suppose we’re all entitled to walk our own paths. regardless of where they end. ❞ ❝ you are in way over your head. ❞ ❝ so much about that day i wish i could change. ❞ ❝ it is difficult to seek forgiveness when you feel unworthy. ❞ ❝ i don’t recall asking you to come along. ❞ ❝ don’t you know who i am? ❞ ❝ real power does not need to flaunt. it emerges when the time is right. ❞ ❝ i don’t move, you don’t move. don’t do anything you’ll regret. ❞ ❝ sorry we got off on the wrong foot there. ❞ ❝ i meant it when i said you’re not a prisoner here. ❞ ❝ the culmination of love is grief, and still we open our hearts to the inevitable. ❞ ❝ why aren’t we working together? ❞ ❝ maybe together we can take back what’s ours. ❞ ❝ you don’t hear me spreading your business all around town, do you? ❞ ❝ you judge me? you? ❞ ❝ you think i’m being stupid. ❞ ❝ go before i change my mind. ❞ ❝ you deserve nothing but pain. ❞ ❝ always expect the unexpected. ❞ ❝ don’t go telling anyone about that. ❞ ❝ i shouldn’t have listened to you. ❞ ❝ you think my anger is irrational? ❞ ❝ prophecies are slippery by nature. ❞ ❝ seek no quarrel with me, and i’ll have no quarrel with you. ❞ ❝ you’re a destroyer, like me. ❞ ❝ you think i’m trouble? you just met me. ❞ ❝ not sure that makes me feel any better... ❞ ❝ let me see the monster inside. ❞ ❝ i know what you’re doing. trying to play on my sympathies in the hope i let you live. ❞ ❝ i do not want you to feel alone. ❞ ❝ the mistakes of the past need not be repeated. ❞ ❝ never mind...i shouldn’t have asked. ❞ ❝ i regret many things. killing you will not be one of them. ❞ ❝ do you believe in fate? ❞ ❝ you can’t kill what you can’t catch. ❞ ❝ i just could use some fresh air, is all. ❞ ❝ i told you never to come back here. ❞

#roleplay meme #roleplay starters #rp meme #rp starters #long post for ts #gow spoilers #god of war spoilers

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borzoilover69 · 14 days

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I *need* the 3 paragraph essay on davejake. They give me brainworms, please

Alright here it is, me rambling at length about davejake to some person, now copy pasted on tumblr!

So as you already know (or dont) i often frame dave and jake hanging out as clubbing buddies. That's all there is to their relationship. My personal headcanon is that dave is such a loser postgame. I think he would fall out with karkat because he doesnt know how to clean up after himself and gets more aloof and sort of a jackass down the line (count it on bad parenting!!) and it pisses off karkat so bad they dont have a tumultuous breakup they just sort of fizzle out bcus both of them dont have the balls or the energy to tell the other its over they just sort of stop talking.

It doesnt just impact his relationship with Karkat, I imagine he'd fall out with a lot of his friends because it's okay to be an insufferable prick when youre 13 or 16 but less so when youre in your 20s. This would especially impact his relationship with John. If you look at it from a subjective opinion, its a wonder they ended up friends in the first place. They have different interests, contrasting personalities, and different ideas of fun. I like the idea that John would have depression postgame, and I think that Dave just wouldnt know how to handle it at all, doesnt really know how to connect. Theyd be stuck in this thing where they can't think of a single good thing about the other when they're apart, but when they're togehter it's fine. You know its bad when you dont have literally anything to talk abt with your best friend. hes totally indifferent to any of daves comments on politics or the ilk.

Dave understands that time and relationships dont go well at all he cant stay in touch with old friends, but also doesnt really desire cant new friends, stuck perpetually in limbo.

and thats the thing sort of the same with jake. jake hits it off big but realising so many people want him and desire to be around him makes him lose touch with his old group so hes grown distant too, theyd get along because they dont care enough to know the other on a deeper level and it suits them just fine. like they might wonder but thatd open a pandoras box.

For Dave it’s the fact that Jake doesn’t show outward opposition to his brand of bullshit, and doesn’t ask nor desires to get deep with him, so it’s fine. Here for a good time not for a long time. They can do all the things that dirk is too much of a shut-in prude to do. (Same goes for John) and just hangout. Hookup a few times.

For Jake, Dave is a strider (something he likes) and again, doesn’t ask and isn’t someone who wants to get deep with him which suits him just fine because Dave can be fun if they’re doing something fun and Jake doesn’t want to go alone. Which he doesn’t. Jake English is the type of guy to fill his entire schedule just to avoid talking to people one on one that hes known for a long time (doesn’t want to get intimate just wants to have a lot to talk about with no qualms.)

Like he also doesn’t want to know Dave on a personal level but he can convince the guy to go on benders because Dave has nothing really going for him and they can bitch about their selective friend groups w/o it coming back to bite both of them in the ass due to them obviously not going to tell the others about it. Which is great. For them.

Its funny as hell to imagine them helping each other but they genuinely do not give a fuck about that at all. Funny In the glaringly not endgame our friend groups both sort of ditched us but we sort of also enabled that to happen (we lack the ability to try hard at it for too long without getting uncomfortable) and base level of similiartiy that doesn’t show signs of fluctuating so as long as they’re generally entertaining and on board to party and do fun things they are friends and or in relations (complicated and a sworn open secret) to each other.

Honestly it’s likee canon. To me. Im a big fan of less than conventional relationships. A lot of the fun comes from exploring the lengths they would go to stave off boredom in the face of immortality and trying to stave off having a deep conversation or revelation while tiptoeing around issues they have with others and with themselves through a safe haze of vices. Like they’d get close to it but get interrupted.

Dave and Jake are silly as heck. Love those goobers. Their relationship to Dirk is purely they know to not fuck with each other because it’d genuinely upset dirk really bad but they do it anyway. And it’s true they see attributes of their best friend in the other with added benefits of them not being so uptight as their best friends from childhood.

#davejake #dave strider #jake english #homestuck #home2t4ck #borzoi meta #borzoi talks #asks

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flora450 · 2 months

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So lowkey some mini spoilers involved in my long rant but I was thinking out of all the kings who would be husband material/father material (minus luci cause we don't know enough about his chracter so I won't include him in my little rant) also spoilers for chapter 5!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So first is our angry boy satan. I definitely know for a fact that he is father material and is a great dad figure. According to sitri, in one of our text chats with him. I've seen a spoiler in his bath card where he even interacts with one of the kids in ghenna, and he's offering words of encouragement to them. Now the man isn't all green flags, let's be honest, I feel like because he gets off to MC's anger it can be hard for him to take the Mc seriously or even hear them out properly so they may or may not be able to have proper talks when issues in the relationship occur, however I do belive that if worst came to worst and he truly did hurt the Mc's feelings he would definitely be quick to make things right and properly hear them out and apologize for his behavior while hugging them tightly. Also, gehenna is known to have romantic traditions, and they take marriages seriously, so of course, the king of that country would take it seriously too. If he had his own kids, i feel like he would be protective of his children, especially if he has a daughter. So he gets a 9/10 score for being hubby material.

Up next is Bell! I love this man sm and tbh I really feel like he would be a great father and husband, but due to his need to wander, that plays a huge role in how his score will be affected. He is super possessive of the Mc, and from what I've seen from his selfie card and bloodshed card, he wants them baddd. I feel like he would want to be by their side cause in his butt card dong-gyun calls beel out about how he cannot call the Mc "his" cause he isn't even by their side and there not even married or dating! Which is true, like if you like it, then you gotta put a ring on it, beel????? But beel has to wander cause in his bloodshed card. He states it's not safe to be around him, and he even states that in his selfie card. So let's say him and Mc do have a kid together he would definitely love his kid to bits, he would try to visit more often, but he would be very scared if his child was near him for longer periods of time cause he dosent want to put the kid in danger. I feel like beel would send mc presents while he's away to let them know he does think about them, and he would text the mc more often, trying to show that he does love them. plus, I see him as the jealous type if Mc gives the kid more attention than him, like if he came back to avios after a long journey and he comes visits mc while there with their kid, I imagine the mc coddling their child so much that they dont even notice beel is back and he gets all pouty and sad, it would make bael hysterically laugh at the site. For now, beel gets a 6/10 cause he doesn't want to be a dead beet dad, but he didn't marry the Mc and didn't make it official cause he wants to keep Mc safe.

Next up if levi! Idk if I see this man has husband or father material but i think he would try his best! He definitely is strict but as we seen in the event with orias, I firmly belive levi would treat his spouse and child like the way he treats orias (like how he doesn't hang orias or threaten him violently) idk I feel like levi would benefit from having a cheerful and bubbly spouse and imagine him having a kid like his spouse? Bro would definitely be smiling and denying he is smiling when his subordinates point it out. In his bloodshed card when the Mc displays a more outgoing side to them levi doesn't seem to hate it, idk that's just what I noticed from his bloodshed card in the first part of the story. Man does have a past that he needs to work on if he does become a father, so for now, I give him a 7/10 because he would provide for his spouse and kid and he would give his child the life he never had, he would be jealous of his child especially if Mc coddled them (so him and beel definitely are jelly types) but he wouldn't say anything and just take his annoyance out on his subjects. Who knows, I want to believe levi has a soft spot for kids like the way Satan does, but we don't yet so we will see as the story progresses.

Last but not least, another favorite of mines along with beel is mammon :D he would definitely be a great dad and spouse but then man does have his delusions and it can cloud his judgement and cause issues in certain matters. Idk y but I see all the kings as girl Dads don't @me but I like to imagine that Mc and the child would be attached to one another and he dosent think nothing much of it cause of Mc tends to be more present but the kid would be so greedy for mcs attention, mammon would feel so left out and get all pouty. I want to think that he sees his spouse and child as his greatest treasure, so he would spoil them a lot, but Mc needs to ground the kid to make sure their not THAT spoiled. I think if mammon had a kid, he would be afraid for their health since it is revealed in chapter 5 that he was a wee little sick boy growing up. He would be constantly montiroting the kids health and growth and EVERYTHING but you wouldn't be able to notice it cause he has a calm composure and it's hard to read him, so Mc as his spouse has to also GROUND HIM and let him know that their kid will be fine. (Damn I need more lore of mammon and his unbringing, I hope we see more in his L cards and future chapters) man's gets a 7/10 cause he tends to be delusional and spoils the kids a lot leaving Mc and his subjects with much work.

#what in hell is bad #whb #whb leviathan #whb beelzebub #whb satan #whb mammon #whb spoilers

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jaemified · 10 months

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major, minor, and the things in between - nishimura riki

"are we friends, lovers, or whatevers in between?"

pairing ; nishimura riki x fem!reader

genre ; slice of life, enemies to lovers-ish (y/ns mean to riki smh), romance, drama, fluff, small angst, non idol au

warnings ; swearing, drinking, brief mention of blood (someone gets cut), mention of offing yourself but its just niki making a joke

wordcount ; 7.0k

synopsis ; though never quite well acquainted, sim y/n had always felt strongly against nishimura riki, until her brother jake had forced them to get along. but, what was meant to have them get closer turns into something a little more.

note (5/29) - there isnt rlly much mention of jake/nikis actual siblings but for one scene theirs like additional (baby) siblings

note (7/10) - its finally here!! im a little upset it took me 2 months to write 7k since i used to be able to write 4k in 8hrs but summer has been kicking my ass so im glad its out despite being 10 days past release date

taglist 🏷️ ; @stinkoscope @asyleums

read below the cut !

"'when im with you, i.. im so happy. i like you, na bora!' 'i like you. i like you too! i really really like you!'" y/n cried at her computer screen, rewatching 20th century girl for the 2nd time this week, before being so rudely interrupted by her brothers presence, bugging her with the same, repetitive question. the same question hes been asking for years on end now.

"the guys are coming over and of course you know niki is gonna be here as well. i want you to talk to him. why cant you just be friends?"

"id appreciate it a lot if youd leave, this is my space."

"i dont know if you noticed, but this is a small flat with not much room to move around. its not only you living here you know." jake reminded.

of course y/n knew there was limited space, she knew the moment she first realized she had already circled about the unit, trying to escape her brothers nagging.

"if you know theres not enough room for you and me then what makes you think theres room to accommodate an additional 6 other grown ass men. go to your room, im doing homework.'

'annoying..'

"you were literally just crying watching 20th century girl milliseconds before i walked in, and im not asking much y/n! all i want is for you to talk to him, even pretend like youre getting along, thats it!" jake remarked, before catching the pillow y/n attempted to throw at his face.

'so damn annoying.' y/n thought, growing more and more annoyed by her brothers constant nagging as each second passed.

"whats so hard about getting along with niki? hes a good kid!" jake complained. since his little sister couldnt get along with one of his best friends, it made even the intimate gatherings.. unpleasantly awkward.

"hes annoying, like you are being right now."

"no, why do you really hate him so much."

"i dont know! he just reminds me of someone i guess? and he always cheated on projects back in middle school. even stole my ideas so he could make it look like im in the wrong."

"thats it? youre holding a grudge over him just being a middle school kid from, what, 5 years ago? cmon, theres gotta be something better then that. not to mention even if there wasnt, that makes you sound hella dumb holding a grudge from the 7th grade when youre graduating next year."

y/n thought to herself. of course there was another reason, but it seemed unnecessary to bring up. and she also just didnt want to share it with jake. or maybe, it wasnt the right reason after all.

"well hes cocky as hell and is still a better dancer, basketball player, volleyball player then i, not to mention ive been playing longer and layla likes him more then she likes me!"

"thats your fault youre never home, laylas just more used to him. and me. i am clearly her favorite between you and i."

"more like his fault hes practically living in my apartment cause hes never at his own home. and how can she be more used to him when ive known her since way before she met riki.."

"tough luck." jake pat y/n on the head on his way out before shutting the door.

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the sound of the doorbell awoke y/n from her, well, what was meant to be a quick nap (which later turned into a 4 hour sleep). just as she slowly got out of bed to answer it, she heard jake yell from down the hall, "ive got it! make sure you dont look stupid or anything in front of my friends!"

she rolled her eyes and climbed back into bed, thinking about her outfit. standard pajamas, plaid shorts and a black tee (which probably wasnt even hers). she thought about how the one person out of the 6 she didnt want to see would be out there. truth be told, even she herself didnt know the best explanation as to why she hated riki so much. y/n figured it was because of a little mishap back during freshmen year and she just couldnt bring herself to apologize for everything that had been said during that time, so she forced herself to continue hating him. 'yeah, seems about right.'

the sound of the door opening caught her attention and the next thing she knew, there was a boy in a cream essentials hoodie jumping onto her.

"oh shit, what the f-"

"hi y/nnn!" sunoo smiled, carefully getting off his best friend.

y/n was in joy once she realized who it was, and brought him into a tight hug.

"hey sunoo! god it feels like forever since i last saw you!"

it was really only a week.

"i know right! its been too long!"

she smiled, no matter what mood she was in, sunoo always was the sunshine in the rain.

"so, whos here?"

"oh, you know the usual. sunghoon, heeseung, jake, and jay hyung. niki and jungwon are supposed to be setting up something in the courtyard."

"setting up what?"

"a volleyball net. jake was on nikis ass all week and wanted him to 1v1 you while we all played basketball. jungwon just wanted to help however he could, hes been tired all week from his job and the dance program."

no fucking way.

"youre saying i have to be alone, with nishimura riki? hell no!"

"isnt it great?" "this is a disaster!" they both exclaimed in unison.

"how is that bad?" "how is this good?!"

sunoo signaled for y/n to continue first. "i just cant stand riki. jakes been on my ass to talk to him but i didnt think hed actually talk to him, or that hed even listen either."

"seriously? i always thought you had a thing for him. i mean, you look good together, you both share mainly the same interests, mainly the same circle, not to mention the undeniable love you have when your eyes meet-"

"okay thats enough! you know what, how bout we go outside, im hungry anyway."

sunoo shrugged and went along with y/n down the hall.

he was slightly surprised when he saw niki and jungwon sitting on the couch, having a sip of their drinks.

"back already? i thought you were setting up the nets."

"yeah, but it was easier then expected. and we didnt even need to go to the lobby for the stuff. it was all already in the courtyard." jungwon told the two with a smile, proud of their work.

"y/n." niki looked at her with that stupid grin she had always hated.

"nishimura."

"i didnt know youd be here." he observed, ignoring how she had addressed him by his last name instead of niki, or riki.

she scoffed, crossing her arms.

"i live here dipshit. you think id run away just cause i knew you were coming?"

niki got up from his seat and walked closer, and closer, until their faces were mere centimeters away.

"just like you ran from all our problems in freshmen year huh?"

"you realize it was all because of what you did, dont you?"

it took niki a minute to notice how close they were. he looked down at her lips before realizing what sunoo and jungwon were saying in the background. "are they about to kiss?"

"hell no!" y/n and niki both yelled out in unison, quickly pushing away from each other.

"whatever. i need to use the bathroom, i cant stand seeing your face." she remarked to niki.

as soon as y/n closed the bathroom door, she let out a breath she never knew she was holding in, slowly trying to register what had just happened. 'did i really almost kiss him.'

minutes after being stuck in the bathroom for so long, she left and walked into the main living space, only to notice everyone was gone.

well, almost everyone.

"are you serious."

y/n dryly stared at the boy sitting on her couch, in her spot, watching her favorite show.

"i forgot you were still here." niki yawned.

"where is everyone?"

"did you seriously not hear them say theyre gonna get food and that theyll be back in.. three hours or more?"

"three hours or more? it does not take that long to get food, youre fucking with me." y/n walked into hers and jakes individual bedrooms to see if anyone was hiding from her, to her dismay, niki wasnt lying.

"it does if youre getting food from busan."

"why the fuck are they going all the way to busan for food??"

"language! my young ears cant take this!"

"shut up nishimura youre only 11 days younger."

"more like 11 years at heart cause you act like a grumpy old lady all the time.."

"whatd you just call me?"

"nothing!"

"so why are they going all the way to busan for food again?" y/n reminded, getting niki back on track.

"cause they got a friend whos house is down there and hes in town for the weekend, they said theyll bring us home our own order."

y/n walked into the kitchen, rummaging for food.

"what are you doing now?"

"looking for food, im gonna die if i see your ugly ass face any longer."

"what are you on about 'ugly'? girls at school love this face."

"and apparently you loved those girls too much in return.."

niki got up from the couch and walked over to the kitchen bar, sitting down. "are you still mad at me about that?"

she stopped what she was doing and looked at niki, not saying anything, hoping it was enough of an answer.

"so you are." 'so he isnt all that dumb'

"look, i didnt know she had bad intentions, and you were right, i shouldve listened to you. but you really have to stop avoiding me. how was i supposed to tell you i didnt realize what she was trying to do if you keep running away?"

"how do you not realize no matter how many times i warned you?"

"i thought you did it because you were jealous."

"i did it because i loved you!"

niki froze, thinking he was crazy, thinking maybe he hadnt heard right.

"you what?"

"past tense. loved, not love. and how could you think so badly of me? we were supposed to trust each other, always tell the truth, and you thought i told you she would end up using you was because you thought i was jealous? how could you?"

he sighed, thinking about what he had done, realizing how badly he had mistreated y/n in the past, realizing there was no reversing it. he walked into the kitchen where y/n was, backing her into the corner as the kitchen was just as small as the apartment itself.

"get away from me!" she yelled, throwing ramen packet after ramen packet at niki.

"no. i know i havent been the best to you-" "more like you know youve been the worst."

niki glared at y/n.

"-and i know theres no reversing it. i realize i cant undo the past, but what i can do, is fix our future. i want to show you i can be better to you then i was then. we can be what we used to be before, us. our spark."

"there is no us, or we, or, our. but maybe just you, caught up in your daydreams." y/n pushed niki out the way, and walked out the kitchen, not noticing she was slowly being followed.

"i loved you too you know. except for the fact that i still do."

"can you just please leave." she turned around, now facing him.

her vision blurred, head dizzy, face stained, all as her glass like tears trickled down her cheeks.

"hey, its okay. dont cry."

"get away from me!"

niki attempted to hug y/n as she fought against him, trying to run from his grasp, struggling to no avail. she eventually fell still in his hold, forgetting its natural warmth and comfort.

"im sorry for everything." was the last thing y/n heard before falling asleep, growing tired and stressed from everything that had just happened.

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it was late at night by the time everyone else had come back, 2am to be exact. traffic was unusually heavy though it was a saturday night, not to mention the designated driver and his understudy (heeseung and sunghoon. yikes, scary night) ended up being the most wasted while everyone else was still tipsy. poor jungwon, still tired from a 4 hour nap after being on 2 hours of sleep all day, had to drive everyone through the slow traffic.

jake, who was slightly sobering up, turned on the lights in the dark room and dimmed them as his head was still throbbing. he walked into the living room and saw y/n, fast asleep with her head on nikis shoulder with his arm around her as he finished the rest of avengers endgame.

jake knew his sister well enough to know she had been crying once he focused on her puffy red eyes. but, it was a sweet moment, y/n was passed out, niki was barely conscious, and everyone was painfully drunk or achey. he figured he would just yell at riki for whatever happened in the morning.

sunghoon and heeseung ran into the kitchen (as best they could without tipping over) for water, jungwon had knocked out as soon as he sat down in the chair next to y/n, jay was busy trying to figure out how to use jakes water filter, and sunoo was sitting at the kitchen bar eating a pudding cup.

jay called for jakes help, just as his eyes had fluttered shut. begrudgingly so, jake got up and helped the three boys it the kitchen. "you press the bottom button, not the top button. the top is for ice."

"thanks." "yeah whatever."

"i know youre tired hyung, but so are we. where are we all supposed to sleep?" sunoo quietly asked, putting his hand on jakes shoulder.

he thought, looking at the three sprawled out in the living room, and the three bubbling nonsense in the kitchen. "jay and sunghoon can stay with me, ill move niki and y/n to her room, you can stay in the living room with jungwon and heeseung hyung. but move jungwon to the couch since he drove everyone."

"thanks-" sunoo cut himself off as he heard the sound of jakes receding footsteps.

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morning came, and though it wasnt a good one, y/n wanted to remedy that. or, remedy the nasty hangover she knew everyone would be experiencing.

she had woken up with her eyes puffy and red, and even though she didnt want to get up she knew she would have to eventually.

"is that hangover soup i smell?" jake asked tiredly, rubbing his eyes as he walked out his room.

"well i know riki doesnt know how to cook and jungwons still asleep. so who else would be making it?" y/n flashed a tired smile, pouring a serving for jake.

"so, why were you crying last night? and dont say you werent or that you just didnt sleep well. ive lived with you long enough now to tell the difference between your 'i didnt get enough sleep' eyes, and your 'i was crying pretty hard' eyes." he interrogated as he took a big sip of the soup. so good he almost felt better already.

"what did he tell you? or were you watching me?"

"he didnt tell me anything, he was already asleep by the time we came back. i just saw the look on your face and knew."

"just reminiscing on some bad times is all."

jake raised a brow at his sister, taking another sip.

"you dont have to tell me now if you dont want to. but i do want to hear about everything. later. when my head isnt pounding like when i heard mom push you out in the emergency room. after i take a nap. and when youve bought jungwon some coffee."

"me? why do i have to buy him coffee? im not the one who drove him because the designated drivers were too wasted."

"we typically treat him to an iced americano since hes always up taking care of us when were drunk, but we havent gotten this wasted in a while. and he spent so long getting sunghoon out the house, not to mention the long drive to the point he ended up falling asleep as soon as we got back."

y/n thought about it before mumbling a, "tough luck" to jake, patting him on the back before walking into her bedroom.

she was met with the sight of niki making the bed as she walked in. "when did you wake up?" she quietly asked.

"not too long ago, you?"

"about an hour ago. i had to cook for them."

"ah. did you sleep well? i know sleeping upright on the couch mustve been a lot less comfortable then this."

"i guess. i dont remember waking up to walk here though. jake probably carried me."

"he was way wasted, snoring loudly way before i woke up. how else do you think you got here?"

it took a minute for it to click in y/ns mind when she realized it was niki who took her to the room and slept next to her. this whole time, she thought it was her brother who lent his own room to his friends.

"of course not, he just asked me to help or make sure you got to bed safely and that i could stay with you since there was nowhere else."

'that bastard.. ill kill him one of these days. im surprised i havent already.' she spoke to herself in her head.

"so. are we good now?" niki questioned, walking over to the other side of the room.

"how can you ask me such a thing after making me relive one of the worst memories of high school ive ever had?"

"it wasnt my intention. i was just trying to explain-" "theres nothing to explain when i had already given you multiple warnings. thats on you."

y/n threw a pillow at niki and walked away, back outside.

"what was that all about?" sunghoon asked, taking a sip of the coffee he had just made. 'where did he get silk pajamas from. are- are those mine?'

"what?"

"not to bother, but i mean, you were kind of yelling." heeseung explained to y/n.

she let out a sigh, rubbing her forehead in stress.

"i dont want to talk about it right now. i- actually. you know what? ill be back."

"where are you going?" sunoo asked y/n, following her to her room just as niki walked out.

"somewhere, not sure yet. dont follow me."

"i wont, i know how much you value your alone time but- oh youre changing. hold on ill turn around. but please be safe. when will you be back?"

sunoo turned back around and saw she had changed into beige cargos and a white crop top. realizing he was staring, he looked around the room, before a certain picture caught his eyes. he walked closer to get a better look. it was baby jake feeding yogurt to baby y/n. 'awe, they were always close werent they.' he hadnt even realized y/n was talking to him, and by the time he faced where y/n was standing, she had already left out the front door.

y/n🤨; srry, u were so immersed in that picture of jake and i as kids, but i rlly wanted to leave. i cant handle being around niki. see u l8r

sunoo😴 ; no worries, have fun, stay safe, and dont take any candy from strangers lol

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y/n drives to her favorite cafe she always used to visit with her brother, mama han's. she sits down at the bar and scrolls deep into her camera roll, coming across some mundane memories of her and riki back when they were close.

"what can i get you, hun?" the waitress, jiwoo, asked with a small grin. she didnt look to be any younger than 40 something now, compared to the last time she visited the spot. jiwoo was always the waitress here, even served the two frequently in their childhood when they visited from australia.

"just a vanilla shake is all. extra whip please."

"sweetie, arent you lactose? it must be pretty bad if you want extra dairy."

"yeah, it is. but, im not comfortable talking about it at the moment if thats alright."

"of course it is. just hope youre doing okay." jiwoo pat y/n on the shoulder, before reaching down to get the ingredients.

"hows your brother? havent seen either one of you in a while."

"hes well, a little hungover, but hes fine."

jiwoo laughed as she poured milk into the blender. "of course. what more to expect from your brother. well, how are you? i realized i didnt really ask."

"im alright. and, do you remember niki?"

"little niki from when you were kids? the one you used to like- oh dear, dont tell me hes the reason as to why youre so down?"

"long story, but yeah. its fine though, ill deal with it. but what about you, whats going on? did you ever pursue your dream as an actress?"

"no, and i regret not going for it. i didnt get to be in stairway to heaven, but shinhye and taehee did though. which is why you need to go for what you want, otherwise you really will regret it." jiwoo advised, adding the cherry on top of the extra whip prior to sliding the glass over to y/n.

"so i should forgive him?"

"if its what you want. though i dont know the backstory, i do know that as long as its something you want then its worth a shot. the worst he can say is no, you know?"

"yeah.. oh and jiwoo, can i get a chocolate shake to go?"

"no problem, just give me 4 minutes. and- oh dont worry about it, put your card away! its on the house."

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y/n heard her phone buzz in the center console as she pulled into an empty parking lot. she turned the engine off the car and pulled out her phone.

sim jaeyun ; Can you come home

Y/n Sim ; can u stop using caps

sim jaeyun ; I don't think it matters but okay

sim jaeyun ; can you stop disappearing whenever you're mad at someone

Y/n Sim ; can you change my name so its not in caps

sim jaeyun ; can you stop changing the topic and just drive back because niki wants to talk to you and i was getting worried

Y/n Sim ; can u change my name

'sim jaeyun' has changed your display name to 'y/n sim'

y/n sim ; i bought u a shake from jiwoos

sim jaeyun ; no you didn't she probably got it to you for free

y/n sim ; cz im her fav sim

sim jaeyun ; im going to tell all the guys about how you pissed yourself at disneyland on splash mountain

y/n sim ; driving home rn

sim jaeyun ; no texting while driving love u

y/n sim ; lyt

she let out a small laugh at her brothers texts. she quickly got out the car, taking some pictures of the sunset for her instagram, and posting it, before driving out as the milkshake was beginning to melt.

niki got the alert y/n had posted and pressed the notification at the top of his screen. he didnt miss how the caption referenced wave to earth as it was always their favorite band to listen to together.

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after getting back home and taking a relaxing shower (thanks to everyone leaving 2 hours prior), y/n had continued to keep herself up at night for the past week before deciding it was time to talk to riki.

she pushed her feelings aside, waking up on a random wednesday morning at the crack of dawn then randomly told herself 'ive got to do this, for my brothers sake and our friend group.' (or so she unconvincingly tried to convince herself, but thats already another thing she didnt want to get into at the moment) y/n quickly threw on whatever clothes she could gather laying about the floor, then ran to grab her car keys and hurry out the door.

as soon as she swung the big piece of metal open, she was met with the familiar sight of nishimura riki knowing when hes done wrong, his guilty face, with his hand raised and ready to knock.

"what are you doing here at the ass crack of dawn?"

"what are you doing ready to run out your apartment like its the olympics as the ass crack of dawn?" he responded to her question with a question, with the intent of knowing how much she hated it.

"actually, i was about to leave to see you. i think its time we had a talk. you know, after my.. moment, that i had last week."

"yeah. i know. its not your fault i realize now, or, im telling you that but ive realized it since the moment i lost you. i think-"

niki was interrupted by jake shouting from across the flat, "if youre gonna finally have this talk i think you should go somewhere else! can you leave soon? 'cause my girlfriends gonna come over at like 12!"

"i seriously doubt any place is open for us to be going to at 5:41 in the morning." y/n yelled in response.

"you know well mama han's is open now, and jiwoo works day and night, just go there so i can be alone!" "for 7 hours?"

niki laughed in response as he registered what jake and y/n were arguing over.

"what girlfriend?-" "-talking stage, technically, but he says theyre dating because she accidentally kissed his cheek on their first date when reaching to grab something near him."

"i remember her lips on my skin like it was yesterday, meanwhile you have yet to kiss niki." jake scoffed in english, the words flowing smoothly off his tongue with his accent before walking closer towards where y/n was standing.

"gross. if anything her accidentally very barely brushing her lips against your stupid face is the only action youll ever be getting if you keep trying to get rid of your one and only favorite little sister." y/n muttered in response, slightly ignoring niki muttering about how he thinks y/ns accent sounds cute.

"really?"

and so y/n found herself driving to mama han's cafe with niki after jake called their eldest brother, complaining she should listen to him because shes younger and if she wouldnt listen to jake himself then maybe she would listen to her older-older brother.

"you should listen to your older siblings but jake, if you had someone coming over you shouldve told her in advance. and what are you even gonna do alone for 6 hours??"

after being seated and placing their orders, niki brought back the conversation from earlier that had sort of been killed by jake.

"i get it, youre mad at me, and i shouldve listened to you. i know i fucked up and i know you see it too. i get it if you dont want to forgive me yet, or if you ever even will. but when you decide we could be good, im always here for you."

"why would i be here if i hadnt been prepared to forgive you?"

"huh?"

"i seriously question how dense you are sometimes."

"thanks for believing in me."

"no problem, but seriously. i forgive you. as much as i hate to admit it since i know youll use it against me, but i kinda missed having you around. i mean, you were my first love among other things but you were also one of my first and closest friends. it wont always be the same but im sure if we try enough we can get pretty damn close."

"god have you always been so philosophical?"

the two burst into laughter together, smiling as they took a sip of their milkshakes, reminiscing on the times they had spent together in their earlier high school years. it was moments like these that they has missed the most.

by far the most fun together (said niki), by far the most fun theyve had in a while (said y/n) after having spent the morning together, discussing and going over whats happened in the past few hours before going to pay. "ive got it," niki said, pulling out his card. "its the least i can do."

"thank you for today. i know i was hard on you but i needed this."

"no worries, i think ive owed you for a long time now right?"

"i need to do something in here real quick. you mind waiting in the car?"

"wait are you gonna be okay? i dont wanna leave you here alone."

"im a regular here, i know the people. its fine."

"are you sure?"

"if you go ill let you have the aux."

thats all it took for niki to run straight for the car, rushing to open the door.

y/n laughed as she saw him waving from the passengers seat, before going to talk to jiwoo who was busy wiping down the counters. she took a seat at the bar and felt comfort as jiwoo flashed the same smile she always would throughout y/ns childhood.

"thats a hell of a boy youve got there. special one isnt he?"

"you could say that in the very least. hes definitely special to me though."

"thats the boy you were tellin my sister about? he aint from round here, that right?" an distinct, familiar, voice spoke from the back kitchen.

"auntie jiwon?" y/n questioned in shock.

jiwon is jiwoos sister, she also used to work at the cafe just as much as jiwoo did. had been a favoritre of the customers including the sims themselves before moving to the countryside, only popping up on occasion. jake would call jiwon auntie since she was older and it had also grown on y/n.

"thats my name isnt it?" she chuckled as y/n ran up to hug her.

"wow, i cant believe it. i havent seen you in like, 7 years!"

"been a long time right? well, im just down here for a short while before i gotta go back. just here for a weddin and thought to visit my sister at work."

"thats great auntie, too bad you arent here for longer."

"yeah, well. thats what happens when you get 3 divorces and run out of money, that right jiwoo? but, seriously, whats with that boy of yours? he dont seem to be from here."

"hes not, hes from japan, for the dance academy we all go to."

"that explains a bunch. i always knew youd be a dance. you have quite the physique for it, no?"

jiwoo interrupted jiwon from rambling on the way she always would, quickly seeing y/ns desire to leave as she has other things to tend to.

"alright well, im sure y/n has plenty of things to do as do we, so we all really should be going. its about time for the regulars to start coming in." jiwoo awkwardly laughed as she too seemingly forgot her sisters idiosyncratic personality.

"you dont want to spend time with your auntie jiwon is it? kids nowadays have no sort of respect for their elders. you could drive a preacher to drink!"

y/n awkwardly cleared her throat and put on a smile, frozen in a sort of way as auntie jiwon hadnt seemed to be the same as she was 8 years ago.

"oh im only joking now! go on then, ill just see you in another 8 years." she sighed, overexaggerating the moment.

"its not like youre her real aunt anyway." jiwoo muttered, yet jiwon heard it.

"like your supposed to be? what are you to her anyway?"

"someone whos around of course! i practically raised her and babysitted her on top of running a restaurant with my own children whenever her parents would be in office from dusk till dawn with her brother busy at school with his own life."

"i was there too you know! she would tell me things she never told you."

"she only told you things because you made her! she was scared of you!" jiwoo rolled her eyes at jiwon before quickly gesturing for y/n to go.

"what are you doing- where is she going?" "somewhere where youre not."

as y/n go back into the car, she slightly scared niki in the middle of a game.

"what happened in there? looked kinda tense. never seen the other lady before."

"jiwoos sister. shes kinda crazy and possessive and scary. didnt even know she came back."

"maybe we should go.. shes kinda walking towards the car so i suggest to step on the gas."

"shit- shes what??"

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within the next few months, niki and y/n drew closer to one another like they were before.

it was only a matter of time before their unresolved feelings for one another began to surface, yet they continued to push it down with all their might, not wanting to ruin anything like before.

so here y/n was, watching some random kdrama out of boredom, completely uninterested before she received a text from niki.

nishimura ; help

sim ; with what

nishimura ; baysitinf

sim ; the fuck

nishimura ; hold - my brother just took my phone

sim ; babysitting?

nishimura ; yes pls

nishimura ; jake literally js dropped off ur sister here while my brother was having a hyper thingy

nishimura ; hes just very hyper

nishimura ; send a swat team.

sim ; i dont rlly wanna watch sarang tho😐

nishimura ; BUT ITS UR SISTER??

sim ; yea but she’s a headache i have to deal with that like every weekend

sim ; i gave her to jake so i can have a free day just for her to bounce back to me😒 sim ; i hate guys named jake

nishimura ; thats what u get for abandoning a 5 year old

sim ; then im not helping

nishimura ; that lego set i bought you arrived today

sim ; see u in 20

and so here y/n found herself driving towards nikis apartment, reminding herself to lecture her brother once they both get home.

“good thing you came otherwise i mightve actually killed myself.”

“this better be good, i dropped crash landing on you for this.”

with that, niki stepped aside to point at the kids behind him without breaking eye contact with y/n, not wanting to look inside only to furrow his brows as she tilted her head in confusion.

“is this a joke?” she scoffed.

“what are you talking about?” his jaw dropped once he saw sarang and hiro getting along together just fine, completing some puzzle together. “i swear they werent getting along and hiro was just bouncing off the walls, plus sarang was like having a meltdown about ice cream!”

y/n slightly grinned then spoke, “you look fine. they look more then fine. you don’t need my help. did you just want an excuse to see me?”

“no! i- i mean i kinda wanted to see you but that’s not why- i, ughh!”

y/n held back a small laugh at nikis frustration before she heard the two kids watching them giggle adoringly at their older siblings.

“riki has a girlfriend!” “y/n has a boyfriend!” hiro and sarang exclaimed in excitement.

“im going home.”

“absolutely not.” y/n groaned in annoyance while niki pulled her into the house by grabbing onto her shoulder.

“so.” he awkwardly started, rubbing the back of his neck nervously with the palm of his hand.

“so??”

“about yesterday.”

“what about it.”

“we’re good right?”

“of course we are.” she reassured.

just as niki was able to reply, sarang began to cry loudly, like she saw a monster in her closet or something.

“what happened?”

“i cut myself!” she cried, showing the skin between her fingers. her and hiro had been doing small arts and crafts for the past hour, so she has hurt herself with the scissors.

“just put a bandaid on and ice it.” y/n rolled her eyes, shaking her head while not even bothering to look up from her phone.

“you’re so mean y/n unnie!” sarang pouted before holding her ‘injured’ hand up to nikis face.

“what is this, the school nurse? you gotta be a more helpful sister then that.”

“i am helpful. i asked her what happened then gave her a solution.”

“but you were so mean to her.”

“im teaching her to be tough! our parents were hard on me and my brothers, so we have to be hard on her.”

“but you aren’t your parents. you’re y/n.”

“but what if i don’t want to be just y/n?”

“well, then that’s not something you can control. you’re you whether you like it or not. you gotta learn to accept life as it is. that’s what really being hard on yourself is, and that’s what it does to you.”

niki goes over to sarang to pick her up and carry her over to the kitchen. he sets her on the counter and grabs a pastel flower print bandaid before placing a small kiss onto where he placed the bandaid.

he coos at her lovingly, with him who’d always seen her as his own sister having had watching her grow up since she was born despite her not really remembering much of him.

y/n felt her heart melt as she saw how good he was with her baby sister.

she got up from her seat to go over where they were, wrapping her arms around nikis waist to envelop him with into a warm back hug, pressing her head into the space between his shoulder and neck, letting it rest there.

“mean unnie.” sarang stuck out her tongue at y/n, pushing her face away from niki as she stuck out her tongue back.

“what are you, 5?”

“no but she is.”

niki sighed before pulling away (he really didnt want to but you didnt need to know that) grabbing his car keys, and picking up his brother.

“let’s go for some ice cream.”

so here you were, sitting at the local ice cream parlor together.

niki’s face turned as he watched you absolutely devour those three scoops (scoups) of mint chip.

“i seriously dont see how you could eat that. it tastes like toothpaste.”

“why are you talking when you’re eating plain vanilla.”

“hey, sometimes basic is better!”

“well you don’t have to like mint then. ‘cause me and this kid do!” she jokingly replied, hugging said kid (hiro) while niki and sarang rolled their eyes with their vanilla cones.

“hate to be a bother, but you guys are such a cute little family. youre just like me with my kids when they were still young. and, little girl, you really have your fathers eyes.” an elder women from a table across the parlor smiled, patting y/n and niki on the shoulder as she ignored her husbands remarks “stop disturbing the little couple!”

“do we really look like a family?”

“sort of, if you really think about it.”

“okay but she had to be lying because your eyes look nothing like sarangs.”

“i mean.. if you look closely enough.”

“you aren’t even korean!”

they laughed together, for the first time in a while.

“okay, but on a serious note. what are we? are we friends, lovers, or whatever’s in between?”

“i mean.. I guess for now, in between.”

“please date y/n unnie! shes sooo lonely and boring.” sarang interrupted, tugging on nikis sleeve.

“yeah! and i want more playdates with sarang!” hiro pouted, looking up with puppy eyes at y/n.

niki laughed at the kids’ reactions, before taking y/ns hand into his.

“well, no matter what you decide, let’s see where this takes us. they seem to be up for it anyway.”

“you’re right. alright, fine. but if you fuck this up again, you realize you’re not getting another chance, right?”

“i promise i won’t hurt you again. it already cost me everything last time.”

“glad you’re aware.” she bitterly mumbled.

“so. you will date me then?”

“ill think about it.”

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st4rgzer · 7 months

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Can you write a about the reader loving Matt sm but knowing he doesn’t like her back. Liek don’t have a super happy ending but also don’t have a super sad one. Do it inspired by me and …

UNREQUITED (matt sturniolo)

summary: the reader experiences some unresponsive feelings from a special someone

genre: angst

cw: taylor swift references maybe…? Is that a warning? Other than that I really don’t think theres much

a/n: as always, @iha8you ‘s request, ly, also dw you’ll get him🙏

This winter had been hell for me, it was always my favorite holiday, the cool air, snow, when it rained and I got to stay home playing boardgames with my mum, or I finally got to read that book that had been collecting dust on my shelf for ages now that it was dark and rainy. No, none of it this year. Every time I hung out with him I held my breath, in fear I’ll do something wrong, take too much space, become too much of a liability. Its stupid, just stupid, I’m his best friend, known him since i was 16 years old, but he seemed so much more older, and wiser.I belittle myself next to him, instead of just letting go, I take a mental note of every little gesture he does that correlates in any way to me, every choice of words, I save them to then divulge them later. It’s draining, not knowing if its just all in your head. If you’ve got it wrong…

“y/n? Hellooo, are you there” i snapped out of my meditative state.I was cross legged on my bedroom floor with two of my closest friends, I didnt even remember what we were talking about anymore.

“yeah sorry i was just distracted” I sighed tying my hair back into a low ponytail and resting my hands on my knees

“we were talking about Matt? Y’know you actually have a chance with him, did you see the way he talked to you earlier?” My friends were only feeding into my delusions, the other nodded in agreement. Even if he did actually see me like that, i dont know what i would do, we’ve been friends since highschool, everything would just be too weird and messy, it wouldn’t be right, no, not with me, not with him.

“No, guys, stop, you’re all just talking nonsense and it just makes everything worse” I groaned, placing my head between my hands.

“C’mon, who could ever leave you?” She says giggling, looking over at my other friend, it wasn’t funny, not in that moment at least. I felt despaired, I know it’s obvious I like him, maybe no one actually takes it seriously when i throw in some extra compliments once in a while of some flirty remarks, but I never try to hide it, except the real thing of course. I know my love should be celebrated, I shouldn’t settle for someone who just tolerates it, but I keep going back to the same thing, always, no matter how many people I see, no matter how many excuses I make to not hang out, its like a moth to a flame, I know im bound to get burnt, trust me. My friends keep convincing me, I feel petty having to listen to them try and make me feel better. Sometimes I come close to actually getting serious then I just think its a waste of time, he just always assumes im fine when my eye contact becomes non existent and my words get mixed up, I dont think he notices it at least, I dont think he ever notices. I guess this means im just doomed, It doesn’t matter how many times my friends reassure me, how many “glances” i pick up from him, Im never going to be one of his main concerns, unrequited. Im always just dimly lit, just enough. I should start trying to accept, settle, “always the bridesmaid, never the bride”.

a/n: this is kind of sht i wrote this at 1:00am, I’ll write more with requests🙏😊😊

#matt sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo x reader #sturniolo fanfic #matt sturniolo image #matt sturniolo angst

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slayingfiction · 1 year

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What would your advice for just-starting-out young authors be?

I love new writers! I’ve never known a better way to escape my reality and live a thousand different lives.

I started writing when I was young, maybe 12 or 13 years old. I am now 25, and very much consider myself to be a child, but still, in my 10+ years of personal writing and classes, here are some of the best tips I can give anyone who is new to writing, regardless of age.

Read. Read. Read. Then read some more. The easiest and fastest way to learn how to write is by reading and studying how other people have written their stories. Study their balance of dialogue vs description vs action. Study the words they use and what they’re choosing to describe. Study the scenes that make you feel something, or pull you to the story even more, and dissect it until you understand how to do it.

Daydream. At night, in the morning, before and after school, during school, during work. When people are trying to talk to you, just daydream. Image worlds with populated moons. Imagine worlds with multiple human-like species all living in the same area. Image a boy who goes home and cries to his adoptive vampire parents, and girls who practices knife throwing every night to prepare for the apocalypse that no one sees coming. Dream of everything and anything because that’s how you keep and improve your creativity. Eventually you may even write something with it.

Write for yourself. Always start by writing what you enjoy, and love your characters and your stories. Everything about your first draft should be because you love the story, not what other people like. You will never please everyone, so start with yourself, and build a community with the ones who love your story as much as you do.

Do it on your own timeline. If you want to write a book in a month, edit the next and publish right after, do it. If you want to write the first five chapters of 8 books without finishing, do it. If, like me, you want to write your first novel at 18 years old, and 7 years later still not feel ready to publish, that’s ok! You are not falling behind anyone else, you are exactly where you should be on your own path.

Practice. Your writing will improve with practice, that’s how it works, it’s how it always works. No way to skip right to publishing a first draft and becoming famous for it. Practice and just keep writing, you will improve.

Challenge yourself. While you may love fantasy or romance, or maybe all your story ideas are too big for only one book and they all end up being series’, you need to try new things. Write a mystery short story. Write poetry on how you feel. Write one page on how you could survive a zombie apocalypse as long as you have your coffee in the morning, it doesn’t matter, just try new things. Trying new things is how I wrote this haiku: Take a deep inhale, Breathe fresh air into my lungs, I savorfreedom. Is it the greatest haiku ever? No, but it makes me happy, and reminds me that I can write, good or bad, and still be proud of myself.

Keep all your projects. Good or bad. Look back on them years later and think, yeah that was terrible, at least I’m better now. Or maybe think, this wasn’t as bad as I thought it was. It’s a progressive journey. You can take your time. DONT EVER SHAME YOUR YOUNGER SELF FOR THEIR WORK. THEY TRIED THEIR HARDEST AND WROTE AS BEST THEY COULD. WE ARE PROUD OF OURSELVES, NOT EMBARRASSED OR SHAMED. Whether the work is from years ago or days go. Be kind to yourself, no one else owes you that.

Compare. Compare to popular novels, compare to your friends stories or to people online. Compare and see if your character are developed enough, or if your story makes sense, or if it’s relatable. When comparing however, keep in mind that your written style will be different than all others writers. Your first novel will not be the same as an author’s 10th book that just went viral on TikTok. It takes practice and time. Compare for style, technique, structure and plot. Not for popularity, worth, importance, and don’t feel down thinking that someone writing at a higher grade level makes them better, it doesn’t.

Share your work. If you are embarrassed, use a pen name. That’s perfectly fine. Put your work out there and get feedback. Having one person saying your story is (negative criticism here) is going to happen, don’t freak out. It doesn’t mean your story is flawed and should be tossed. If most people are saying that, then maybe it’s time to revisit the story and plot. Getting feedback from people reading your story is important, you want to ask specific questions so you don’t get generic answers. Get real reviews from real people, the mean voice in your head doesn’t get a say.

Learn the difference between perfect and done. I know, I know. Perfectionists around the world just scoffed and thought ‘I would if I could’. Here’s the thing, it’ll never be perfect. A word won’t be right, you can’t find the right way to convey an emotion, your choice of vocabulary isn’t up to your standards, I get it. You want your work to be absolute perfection so that everyone loves it and no one can say a bad thing about it, but it doesn’t work that way. Instead make it to ‘complete’, then nitpick some details, then it’s done. Done is good, it’s where you want to be.

Self-publishing? Pay for a professional editor and a graphic designer. It makes a difference, I promise.

There’s lots of others, but I would say as a writer-starter-pack, these should get you started, then you will learn lessons all on your own, or find them as you’re writing later on. Truly, just have fun, and the rest will come with time.

Happy Writing!

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bridgyrose · 28 days

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“I thought you were going home for the break.”

Blake looked up from her book to see Ruby standing over her. “I… decided to stay here for winter break. I’m still a bit nervous about trying to go see them.”

Ruby sat down with her. “Yeah, but, dont you think you’ll have to talk to them at some point?”

“I do but… only once I’m ready.” Blake closed her book and sighed. “And right now, I'm not ready.”

“Anything I can do to help?”

Blake shook her head and got up, stashing her book back into her bag. “I’ll figure it out on my own. Though I thought you’d be with Yang and your dad.”

“Dad and I arent exactly in… talking terms right now,” Ruby said a bit nervously. “He’s still not exactly thrilled about me being at Beacon, especially with what we did at the docks.”

“I figured he’d be proud of you guys.”

“He was, but, well, you know how parents are, right?”

Blake sighed and looked away for a moment as she thought about it. “I… I should get back to the dorm.”

“I’ll come with-”

“I want to be alone.”

“But you’re my teammate, I shouldnt leave you alone.”

Blake paused for a moment as she looked at Ruby, struggling to find any excuse to be alone. It wasnt like she could just tell Ruby not to come back to the dorm, nor could she just stay with team JNPR when the rooms are already pretty cramped, but it wasnt like she had anywhere else she could go or stay for the couple weeks that break was. Finally she let out a sigh and motioned for Ruby to follow. “We can have a quiet day then, right?”

“Of course! No adventures, just us, homework, and a good book.”

“You know I do more than just read, right?”

“Well, yeah, but its a cold day and its not like we’re going to be going outside or going to have classes. And while Weiss and Yang are away, we dont have enough people for a board game without asking Jaune and his team, but then that’ll give us too many.”

“You’ve put a lot of thought into this, didnt you?”

“I dont think anyone should have to spend break alone.”

Blake smiled a bit at hearing that, watching as Ruby got up to follow her. “Then, maybe we can do something else. Besides read or play games.”

Ruby looked at her. “And what do you have in mind?”

“We could talk about the people we like.”

“Talk… about the people we like?” Ruby asked with a blush.

“You know, talk about boys or girls we have a crush on. Maybe even do some of that girly stuff that Weiss likes like doing our nails.”

“I didnt think you’d be into that kind of stuff.”

“I’m not normally,” Blake admitted as she opened a door for Ruby. “But the way Weiss talks about doing her nails like its some sort of intricate ritual, I think it’ll be fun to try. Besides, I’ve realized that we really dont know much about each other beyond liking to read.”

“We know plenty about each other.”

“Like what?”

“W-well, you uh… you… like to be alone.”

Blake giggled a bit as she watched Ruby fumble around a bit while trying to find anything else she knew, blushing a little. While it wasnt exactly uncommon to see Ruby like this, it was different to see her be so uncertain of herself and a bit more shy while she tried to think. Just another thing that made her fall for her leader the same way she had started to fall for Yang. “You arent completely wrong.”

Ruby sighed. “Alright, maybe you arent entirely wrong that we dont know each other that well.”

“We have been spending a lot of time with your partners. Weiss drags you around where she wants to go, and Yang and I have been trying to get a bit closer so we can figure out how to work together like you and Weiss.”

“I wouldnt take Weiss and I as a… good example to follow. We still argue a lot and the only reason we seem to be working well together is because Weiss has decided to try to follow my lead and take a step back from trying to be the leader.”

“And yet, you both seem to be able to work with each other almost as if you’ve known each other for years.” Blake sighed and opened the dorm door for Ruby, letting her in first. “I envy that. Yang and I still have to call everything out and even then, its hit or miss if what we do works.”

Ruby sat down on Weiss’s bed and took her shoes off. “And you dont see the training she puts me through. Sometimes I wish she’d lay off trying to get everything perfect. Though, I have to admit, having a silent signal for what we want to do has made things a bit easier.”

Blake closed the door and went to her own bed, taking her book out of her bag to set down on her pillow. “Still, it all seems to be working for you.”

“You and Yang arent exactly slouching either when it comes to working together. I’m a bit jealous with how often the two of you go off together.”

“Jealous, huh?”

“W-well, not exactly too jealous, just… well… you know, the two of you are always going out to eat together and she knows you a lot better than Weiss and I do, so… you know…”

Blake smiled a bit as she watched Ruby try to hide her own blush as she fumbled with her words. It was refreshing to see her just as nervous as she was, even if it may have been for different reasons. “Yang told you I wasnt going home, didnt she?”

“...yeah, she did.”

“Well, I guess now’s a better time than any to get to know each other better.” Blake smiled a bit and pulled out a bottle of Weiss’s nail polish and sat down on the floor. “We can start simple by playing twenty questions. You start.”

Ruby nodded and sat down in front of Blake. “Alright, what’s your favorite color?”

Blake uncapped the bottle and made sure to get the excess nail polish off the brush before carefully painting Ruby’s nails blue. “Violet. And yours?”

“Blue.”

“I figured it’d be red.”

“I like red, especially strawberry red, but its not exactly my favorite color.”

“With how much red you wear, everyone thinks differently.”

“The cloak my mom made for me when I was younger was red, and I never could find a blue that matched it,” Ruby answered, keeping her fingers still. “And once I started sewing my own clothes, it was easier to get ahold of black and red fabric than it was any other colors.”

Blake paused for a moment. “You sew your own clothes?”

“I thought it was my turn to ask a question.”

“R-right, it is.”

Ruby took a moment to think. “So, what made you want to be a huntress after you left the White Fang?”

“I… wanted to do something to fix the damage I’ve caused.” Blake dipped the brush in the nail polish again before starting another finger. “Before I realized how far Adam was willing to go, I… I thought following the White Fang was the right thing to do, that those that left were just cowards willing to give up on changing everything. But after a few years, I started to realize that we did a lot more damage than good. It didnt take long for me to start looking for excuses to avoid missions or to start looking for other ways to get the job done while hurting as few people as possible. After I left, I told myself I was going to fix things the right way.”

“Sounds like you’re on the right path now.”

Blake nodded and slowly started to move onto a third finger, making sure to be careful not to stain Ruby’s fingers. “I hope I am. Though, there are some days that I think what I’m doing isnt enough.”

Ruby moved her hand away for a moment to let the nail polish dry. “Your turn.”

“So, who taught you how to sew?”

“I learned on my own.”

Blake smiled a bit and moved Ruby’s hand back towards her to finish off the rest of her fingers. “Seems a bit tough to learn on your own.”

“It was.” Ruby held herself still again, letting out a soft sigh as she kept a smile on her face. “Yang taught me how to cook and build weapons, but when it came down to sewing, that wasnt something she was good at. And dad… well, he threw himself into work often, coming home late and usually a bit too tired to do much else beyond making dinner. So I’d look up how-to videos and learned to sew. It didnt take long for me to start sewing my own clothes and making my own style.”

Blake paused for a moment as she listened, Ruby’s story sounding a bit different from how Yang would describe life when she was younger. Not that Yang really said much, but she always made it sound like she was the one who taught Ruby everything and that their dad was there more often than not. Still, she couldnt look away from the smile that Ruby kept, even if the smile wasnt as genuine as it could be. “Still sounds like a great skill you have.”

“I wouldnt have made my own combat gear if I hadnt learned. Any hobbies you have besides reading?”

“I… never really got myself into much.” Blake finished Ruby’s left hand and started to paint the nails on her right. “My mom taught me how to cook and my dad made sure I could live on my own if I ever needed to. But after I ran away, I… didnt exactly have a lot of time to pick up anything else. Most of everything else I learned to do was on the fly by other members of the White Fang. Lockpicking, basic hacking, pickpocketing… mostly things that were needed to get the job done.”

Ruby smiled a bit. “Maybe you can teach me a few things.”

Blake went quiet for a moment as she finished painting Ruby’s right hand, giving a small smile as she pulled away. “So, what do you think?”

“I… think I dont quite understand why Weiss likes this,” Ruby answered.

“Once your nails are dry, we can remove the polish if you dont like it.”

“Let’s keep it on. Besides, we still need to do yours, right?”

Blake nodded and passed the bottle to Ruby, holding out her left hand for her to paint. A blush crossed her cheeks again as she felt Ruby gently hold it still as she painted her nails. “So… anyone you like?”

“Well, I like you and Weiss. Then there’s Penny and Jaune, Nora and Ren are pretty fun to hang around as well-”

“I meant as a crush.”

“Oh.” Ruby paused for a moment. “I… havent actually thought that far yet. Part of me thinks I might be a bit broken because I havent had a lot of interest in people like that.”

“I doubt you’re broken.”

“I tried dating a guy at Signal and I… couldnt do it.”

“Maybe you need to find the right person.” Blake blew on her nails as Ruby pulled away to dip the brush in the nail polish again. “Or get to know the right person.”

Ruby shrugged and pulled Blake’s hand back to finish her nails. “I think I’ve met someone that I might be able to make things work with.”

“Is that so?”

“Isnt it my turn to ask a question?”

Blake nodded. “I guess I am getting ahead of myself.”

“What about you? Anyone that you like?”

“I-” Blake paused for a moment as she tried to figure out how to answer the question, her blush started to grow a bit. “There… might be someone on our team that I like. And I hope I can get to know her a bit more.”

Ruby smiled a bit and finished painting Blake’s nails. “Maybe you’ll have a chance to.”

Blake nodded and pulled her hand away, smiling as she looked at her now black nails. Then, she looked up at Ruby, relaxing a bit as she let out her breath. “Would… you go on a date with me? Nothing fancy, just… a trip around town and maybe you can teach me a thing or two about sewing.”

Ruby paused for a moment, hand shaking as she put the nail polish away. “I… I think I’d be up to that. We can go tomorrow if you dont have anything else to do.”

“I’d like that.”

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mikkokomori · 26 days

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you are very adamant on not showing proof. i get wanting t' like, stay kind of private, but if you're going to try to cancel someone at least actually do it with any level of credibility. the only people you'll get are people who dont care enough to look at you critically. it just looks like a smear campaign.

Assuming this is who I think it is, I suggest getting off of anon and facing me. You seriously have the nerve to come to my blog and accuse me of lying while safely hiding behind anon?

Seeing as how you are being immature about it, we can do just that. Starting off with how he claims to have been uncomfortable making NSFW jokes yet turns around to do the exact same thing as well as sexualize me without checking to see if I was alright with it at first/using it against my partner to make it look like he was crossing boundaries despite having been asked multiple times if he should stop:

(He had also drawn my sona (a character meant to be seen as gender-neutral) by giving them big breasts, which caused me to feel discomfort at the time since he hadn't asked if he could do so prior to sending me the image, though I will not be putting that in since I don't want to post that sort of thing on here!)

Implied accusations of my partner being a SAer (Navi at one point had him tell it WITHOUT checking to see if it was alright with being told-- that he had a dream about watching my partner do so towards me, though it was on instagram and are now lost):

Forcing me to tell him who I'm talking to despite having told him I didn't want to/begging my partner to tell him the things we talked about in dms:

For some reason getting offended that I was in a "secret relationship" with my partner pre-dating:

Making a marriage joke in a gc he made excusively to keep my partner out yet getting upset when no one knows what he's talking about (Which he apparently admitted to Navi itself the one who he had seemingly "remarried" was myself) (I had no knowledge of this at the time!):

Claiming he's cutting me off despite me already having done so (My messages were sent a day before he decided to do so):

Claimed I had been aggressive towards him despite our last messages towards each other dictates otherwise (As for context in mine, I had his friend Alix-- known as Tazawa send him my message, which is why I speak informally in the first 2 messages!) (for his claims of me being aggressive, I had only been putting my foot down to call him out on his behavior):

The context of the two messages above:

There is far more screenshots of his behaviors as well as his dms with others and his friend Alix doing just as much crap as he has (i.e. joining the server and immediately going to my dms to tell me to comfort T despite having been told 2 or 4 hours prior I was emotionally unwell to be talking to anyone, saying she dislikes my partner yet acting like his friend towards him, calling me and my partner hypocrites while trying to get private information out of Navi about who we had gone to get advice from then, once again, acting friendly towards us, being passive aggressive towards others for no apparent reason, going into other peoples dms to "not tell him she's doing this but", claiming she's an outside witness yet having had Skylar to force reconciliation with me and T, etc.)

As for the anon asking why I seem so surprised about him seemingly liking proship stuff, I hope you know I don't stalk him to know what he's doing! Did you forget I already had him blocked? Or the fact that I will immediately start panicking if I see any form of reminder of him around? Excuse my language, but you spout a lot of bullshit for someone who doesn't seem to take into account various people have said he's hurt them as well.

But I'm sure either you, or them for that matter will claim that these are false screenshots or "taken out of context" despite saying you wanted the evidence. Frankly, any bullshit he spouts about me can easily be rebutted because of the fact both he, Alix, Skylar, and I all were in a gc where we had made up for the things he was upset over the first time-- as well as the fact most of the stuff he's told me in the confrontation screenshots where he claims I was being aggressive have also been disproven when I showed them to others and they said the most I was being was stern with him (Keep in mind, this was during a moment I was unmasked! I don't fuck around when something serious is going on, and it says a lot when people infantilize/put me on a pedestal and get surprised when I don't act bubbly towards them.), so no, there wasn't any instance in which I was "aggressive" towards him.

Was I mad during those messages? Yes. But I did my best to be as polite as possible. Did I have moments where I acted cold towards him? Yes. But that was just how I was when I stopped putting on pretenses that I was fine being treated like some sort of toy for entertainment. I am frankly not a bubbly or optimistic person and I hate being treated as if my actual self is some sort of apathetic, heartless monster by people who will immediately call me a liar the moment I become distressed and emotional.

He talks a lot about having been worried about me, about if my partner would blackmail me and supposedly "got worried" when a joke about who has The Biggest Thighs TM because he assumed it would be used for blackmail despite the fact that during the time, he had begun begging for the pictures to be sent again and only backtracked when he realized my partner was in on it. Claims he was fine with my partner despite a few days ago venting to me and to Navi about how he was a red flag and he hated him, how he ruined everything and took everything he had. Says he was aware of his own problems, yet refused to actually work on them, and look where that's lead him to now. Proceeded to villainize me towards others all because I wanted boundaries, which he quite literally broke in his last message AGAIN by going out of his way to have Alix as his spokesperson send me his final response despite me already having blocked him on everything.

Even had the nerve to say he was "in love" with me despite only knowing me for at the most, 3-4 months, and already having had someone else he was into. Taking a server joke seriously and actually ASSUMING he would marry me in the future. Had his friend Alix encourage this by lying to him that I would eventually return his feelings and then pressuring (guilting) me to confess to him despite me not viewing him in that way. Told people random ass rumors to paint my partner in a bad light, would complain about shit just cause he felt like it, spammed chats knowing everyone was busy already, got upset when people didn't comfort him despite not taking it when it's actually PROVIDED to him, trauma-dumped out of nowhere without even asking others if it was fine (which he claims I had said I was fine with it to whenever, which is not the same as actually asking if he could do so at the moment), acting possessive, borderline stalking behaviors, stealing stuff that Navi and I had put shit into and claiming it as his own, and lots more.

Yet you still want to claim that I'm the one lying? I've tried to be polite about it on other peoples posts, I've tried to keep everything vague because I know for a fact if I said anything, it'll cause problems, I've tried being patient with people who question me, other victims, or my friends over it, but frankly, no one ever seems to understand if I say it nicely. Would you have understood better if I had made an aggressive call-out post wailing about how he's a terrible person and everyone involved with him or who likes him is as well? I think you should learn to give others the benefit of the doubt, because the internet isn't just black and white as you make it out to seem.

Nevertheless, even if this isn't enough, you have a variety of others who have interacted with him have screenshots of his and his friends' behaviors towards them, just in case you feel like seeing those.

And by the way. Don't think you can treat me however way you want just because I act friendly towards everyone, including yourself. I am NOT your friend, I am NOT someone you expect to shit out content you want, and I am NOT someone you should expect to entertain you when you're bored. You can hide behind your anonymity, but it'll just go to show how low you can get to knock others down a peg.

Have a nice day, Anon.

#anon asks #miko talks #sunny talks

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ilovehimyourhonour · 11 months

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003. freshman are weak

📂 xu minghao x fem! reader . written series , university au , best friends to lovers . mentions of alcohol / being drunk , reader calls woozi short (short king🫶🏻) . inspo — I love your smile + I got you something .

a/n fell into some sort of writing slump/blockage lol, but im back!! there really isn’t too much plot but whatever ig.

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“you said yes to the date because you need to get over minghao,” jihoon summarizes the twenty minute rant you had just threw at him. his simple sentence had your makeshift speech looking foolish.

“basically,” you awkwardly shrug. the boy across from you merely hums, the disposable coffee cup comes to his lips as he softly nods his head.

“woo, I came to you for some sort of help. but so far you’ve just sat there and done nothing.” he glances over the plastic lid, eyes squinted.

“I don’t really know what you want me to do, or say. you made your decision when you agreed to the date, there’s nothing I can do now.” he firmly places the cup onto the table between you, his hand falling back into his lap.

“woozi,” you whine. “please, just give me some sort of advice. give me something.” the boy only sighs, grabbing his phone from his jean jacket.

“tell minghao,” his attention remains on the screen as he speaks. his thumbs begin to dance along the bottom half of the device. “tell him youre hopelessly head over heels and just get it done with, or don’t. doesnt effect me any.” he sighs and places his phone onto the table. “but either way, don’t go on that date.” you frown and he abruptly stands from the table, taking his phone and cup with him.

“wait,” he ignores you and heads for the exit. “this kid,” you mutter beneath your breath as you jog after him, fellow students glance as you pass their tables. “woozi!” you call out as you step outdoors. “jihoon!” you know he can hear you, and this wouldn’t be the first time he purposely ignored someone. “for someone so short you walk awfully fast,” you heave as you finally reach his side. “what did you mean don’t go on the date?”

“exactly what I said. dont. go. on. the. date.” he sighs, you can tell he’s growing tired of the subject. he comes to a stop, you stumble over your own feet at his abruptness. “i’ve known you long enough to know you dont simply just get over things, especially not what you feel for hao. if you go on this date you’ll be leading your date on, thats not fair to them, or you. you can’t force your feelings away, so whatever you do regarding your love for minghao—cancel your date.”

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curse jihoon and his rational thinking. curse minghao and his handsome face. and curse hoshi for being so adorable.

mingyu chuckles to himself as he fills hoshi’s shot glass, again. hoshi, with tears streaming down his cheeks, practically lets out a sob as he brings the alcohol to his lips.

“I think thats enough,” seungcheol snatches the bottle from mingyu’s hands. he places it next to him rather aggressively before he turns to you, his cheeks are tinted pink and his eyes are glossy. “are you really going on a date?” you huff, arms crossing over your chest.

“everybody is always in my business,” seungcheol places his elbow onto the table and sits his chin into his palm, waiting for the answer to his question. “I dont know,” you cave. “jihoon said I shouldn’t go, but what’s he know?”

“exactly! that guy always thinks he’s so much better than us,” mingyu leans against your side, his alcohol breath fanning across your cheek. “who are we talking about?” he giggles into your shoulder.

“how much did he drink?” you question seungcheol, who merely shrugs, obviously not really caring.

“but I agree with woozi, you shouldn’t go on any dates—unless its with minghao.”

“yes!” mingyu shouts, you hiss and cover your ear. “hao loves you so much,” his fingers come to the hem of your shirt, mindlessly fiddling with the material. “sometimes I get annoyed when I see you guys,” mingyu’s voice has fallen into a whisper, but with his close proximity you can hear him perfectly. “the two of you live in oblivion, he pines after you and you pine after him but neither of you do anything about it.” his whole fist now clutches onto your shirt. “it makes me sad, and angry. like just kiss already!” he throws his head from your shoulder, sending you a wide-eyed glare.

in your semi-buzzed state registering his words took a little longer than necessary, your brain seemed to lag over the implication of mutual pining—because there was no way any of that was true. mingyu is drunk, his emotions are unstable, he doesn’t know what he’s talking about. you take a glance at seungcheol, but he’s busy tending to the mess hoshi had came to be.

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the ticking of the clock, the turning of pages, the clicking of keyboards—everything seemed to be doubled in volume.

you softly sigh as you drop your head onto the wooden table, the slight collision has you hissing in pain. you shouldn’t have accepted mingyu’s challenge, neither of you needed to know who could take the most shots in a minute, because you both knew to begin with that mingyu was going to win. maybe you were just trying to set yourself up to forget the man’s drunken words, if that had been your plan it severally backfired.

“you look awful,” joshua plops himself into the seat across from you with a laugh.

“too loud,” you frown. “shh.”

“you really shouldn’t accept anything from mingyu, whether its a challenge or food. I once watched him spit into his smoothie and then hand the rest of it to chan,” you lift your head and lean back into your seat.

“thanks for the advice,” you hum, a hand coming up to ruffle through your hair. “where were you when I needed it?”

“in bed, wearing my silk pyjamas.” you cant help but grin, joshua’s smile grows as he sees yours. “so,” his smile drops as he leans forward. “I heard you have a date.”

“how does everyone know my business?”

“there aren’t a lot of things jeonghan doesn’t know, we are blessed to have him in our group.” you scoff. “anyways, what did minghao say when you told him?” joshua’s eyebrows raise and a giddy look spreads across his face.

“he told me he was happy for me,” you mumble. joshua’s smile drops, again. he practically throws himself back into his chair, his lip sits curled as if he’s disgusted with what you had just said.

“happy for you?” he mutters, eyes wandering past you. “its so much worse than we thought.” his eyes narrow, seeming to focus on something. you hesitantly turn in your seat, gaze landing on an approaching minghao—in his hands two coffee cups and a brown paper bag hanging from between his teeth.

“what did you mean-?” joshua only shushes you, leaving you to stare at him with a slacked jaw.

“you’re late,” joshua quips as minghao reaches the table.

“the line was long,” he mutters as he sets the coffees down, taking the paper bag from his mouth. “I got you something,” he grins, reaching into the bag. as he withdraws his hand the most beautiful croissant you’ve ever seen sits between his fingers—you physically can’t help but gasp. “I know they’re usually out so I grabbed you the last one.”

“how did you even get the last one?”

“freshman are weak,” he shrugs. you grin softly as he tosses the paper bag to the third party, sliding you one of the coffees as he crosses behind you, taking a seat at your side.

“thank you,” you smile as you lean towards him. he remains silent, but his lips twitch—a signal he was holding back words. “what?”

“nothing,” he shakes his head.

“now you have to say it,” you giggle.

“its just,” he sighs. “I love your smile.”

@cinnamoroxie @hellodefthings

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thehopelessexception · 1 month

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how can a person know everything at 18 but nothing at 22 (almost 24)

warning: im writing this while im on my period and eating ice cream.

i've been dissociating for what now? half a year maybe more. i dont recognize reality. i feel im floating in this sea we call society and i've been feeling the wilson of the story here. i assume everything that's happening around me is real, ofc. but that doesnt make it any less a convenient arrangement i build for myself to try to act like a real person and not freak out. i am feeling out of reality. like the part of the game where you let the sim on auto-mode. i am the sim on auto-mode. and i don't know how to stop this stage of oblivion.

to make a vague introduction, the thing with me is that im a living paradox of a full time contradiction. i am flamboyant but i hate being perceived. i like to speak up for myself but i hate people thinking about me because of it. i have my own process of how i understand things. i trust logic and i question everything. im quite skeptical over things when there's no empirical evidence. i seek for knowledge. critical thinking, data analysis and the whole stuff. i know myself. i sometimes look like i am too obnoxious, frivolous, morally corrupted (people have told me that), when i obsess over something —because i sometimes treat people like they are stupid (not my intention really)—; but probably the only thing im completely sure of is myself. i tend to be a confident person, to have an ego, to not let the guard down, to calculate every single move. and lately i am noticing myself being impulsive, insecure, nervous, weird, saying stupid shit, nonsenses, feeling small. and i don't know how to make it stop. the thing is i put my whole self-esteem backed up by my intelligence, however im not sure of anything anymore. i don't know if the reason behind not recognising myself lately is the fact i have somehow a new crush —or a new hyperfixation for that matter— or just the natural act of growing, also known as the quarter life crisis.

i have this thing where i hyperfix on random stuff, i've been like this my whole life. one of my friends even made a powerpoint of all the things i've been obsessed with over the years. and the issue here is that this things never last that much, or maybe they do? i actually never though about it. the most random ones i remember are probably me buying ice-cream cakes of this specific brand every week for two months. i also got obsessed with eating too many scrambled eggs all day every day for a very long time. then it was that turkish telenovela on an airing channel. then ofc succession, and it grew into watching every single movie kieran culkin was part of. the world cup. mbti —im intj by the way—. red white and royal blue (i watched it five times in a day), then nicholas galitzine —did yk he has a lineage that comes all the way from the romanovs?— and his entire filmography. and also politics, i got way into politics; election campaigns, follow up candidates, history, economy, the law, etc (my candidate lost tho) (we're succumbing to disgrace) (like literally we collectively, as a country, haven't had any kind of good news since then) (please help me). and etc etc. but the thing is, i also hyperfix on random people, or not so random i guess. it doesnt happen very often tho, im quite picky, but the procedure is this: i meet someone, they draw somehow my attention, i want to know everything about this person, i talk to this person a lot (medium to long term) (week to months), and then this person becomes my friend or i get bored and completely ignore them for the rest of my life and move on.

but this time is different, or im feeling it different. i find myself questioning everything i know and i was convinced of. i dont know if it has something to do with the fact that i met someone, probably the first person wise enough to make me question if i was ever correct about anything. maybe i am hyperfixating on this person, idealizing them. but it's truly amazing how much more data this person has about everything i know of. and right now i feel way too insecure, because even if this person told me they find me smart and they enjoy talking to me, i am always thinking that if i say something not completely fact-checked they'll think im stupid. it's absurd. it's a boohoo situation, i know. and it's a process im having about who am i, or what am i supposed to be. some months ago the whole context around my life changed or i think it changed? i dont know how to explain it, —i mean i know how but i would have to talk about other things not related to this (politics stuff, things happening in my country, etc). i'll probably will make a new post about it someday—. but the whole issue is, i dont know myself anymore. and everything is crumbling.

im afraid the person i build for myself it's a fraud. or doesnt exist anymore.

i remember myself at 18, and i was this marvellous whole person. independent, smart, focused, driven. that girl spent their whole days outside her house. did everything she wanted to. wasnt scared of anything. and i look at myself now and think how? the pandemic has a lot to do with it i guess, but when i first heard taylor saying that in nothing new i thought "that wont happen to me". guess what, i was wrong.

for my fellow girlies being 23 —in my experience— is exactly how they say it will be. the worst age of your life.

next month is my birthday and im pushing 24. and i have to say my life is a mess. but i dont know if i can call it a mess because it is truly a mess or because i am a complete drama queen. because people probably have worse problems than mine, and i am what you call a white girl, only poorer —and a third world country citizen—. the issue is, i am almost 24, almost 25. almost 27. ALMOST 30. and i did nothing with my life. absolutely nothing. my mom had me at 29 for god's sake.

and by nothing i mean everything i do is not enough to feel it worthy of a life well-lived. should i look for a job and work while studying just to say i am extremely occupied because i have somehow a life? just to feel something? even if that makes my stress situation and anxiety even worse? should i somehow save enough money so i can move from my parents house? even if for my whole generation it's close to impossible? is studying something i (kinda) like enough to not feel like shit about myself? i've never had a boyfriend, nor girlfriend. shoud i look for one? get myself one? even if i dont think any of that would make me happy? i dont think i know happiness as a state of mind, nor the concept of it.

i dont feel like i have many anecdotes to tell in my future. should i measure the life-worth by anecdotes? my friends feel the same way i do, but they have a more organized life. jobs, boyfriends, careers, plans for the future, one of my closest friends move to the other side of the world with her boyfriend (!) in the blink of an eye. but they aren't much happy nor they have many anecdotes either. and i dont have the money or the guts or the available friends to create any.

every day i understand fleabag a bit more.

my favourite anecdotes about my life are from when i was about 13 and 15 years, also known as the worst time of my life. i didnt appreciated it back then, probably none of us did. but when we were teens everything was possible and we didnt have a care on anything other than mundane stuff or rebellious stuff but nothing more than yelling at people, drinking and smoking weird shit (i never had weed tho). not a real responsibility. being careless, free, avoiding consequences that mattered. i think that girl hates me right now. and i am not sure if that's the feeling i should have or if it's just utterly pathetic.

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