#it's 1:05 am on a school night

[etherealily]

𝟡 𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕤 // Nate Jacobs.

Nate Jacobs + Fem!reader. Darker. SFW, but discretion advised.

Part 1 : Whiplash (thanks for the love on there)

Part 3 : Blessed

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Desc. : You should be grateful.

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He wasn't supposed to text you. He was supposed to take the beating you'd given him for being a prick, like a man, and shut the fuck up about it.

But here you were, midnight, staring at the chat that had started it all.

'yo, u up?'

You rolled your eyes, going back to your scrolling.

'I hate seenzoners.'

You liked his message.

'That's so much worse.'

'The fuck do u want?'

Nate Jacobs sent a voice message.

You could have just ignored it. You could just block him. You could just… stop. But the allure was far too much. The urge of finding out what he wanted was too strong.

"Guess where I am."

He could've just texted that. No need for a voice message, but he was Nate Jacobs.

"I don't know, the psych ward?"

"You wanna know? You'll have to drive and follow my instructions, though. You trust me enough for that?"

Ha. No fucking chance. "No, I'm good, thanks."

"Oh, so you'll text me, but won't see me in person?"

His voice was oddly sultry, as if he'd either just woken up or hadn't slept for days. Most likely the second one.

"Bingo. Go to sleep, Jacobs."

And then he sent you a picture of him from the bleachers of your school's football stadium - how the fuck did he get in?

"C'mon, don't you want to see what our school looks like at night?"

Uh, yes. But with him? No.

"It's 12:05, ASSHOLE. No fucking way."

"This is the scene where you cave and meet me and we have a cute little nighttime school montage where we sit and talk about life."

You listened to that message a good four times before you stopped laughing.

"This is the scene where I block you."

"I will come over if you don't come to the school. Uh, y'know, if you want your parents to think you're fooling around with the QB."

"I will literally shoot you if you come within fifty feet of my house."

"Come. I'll make it worth your while."

Was it possible to hear smirks?

"I'm not coming, Nate."

No way he was actually at the high school. It was probably an insanely good edit.

"You will be."

The FUCK was that supposed to mean? Not like he could force you to show up.

"Wanna bet?"

"Sure. Fifty bucks says you show up to the high school tonight."

"Not blowing fifty bucks on anything, even if I do win."

"What's it going to take for you to come? Look, I-I know it's been weird, and I might've scared you, but that's… that wasn't my intention, I swear."

Yeah, his intention was just to show you what his blood looked like. You liked his message once more, rolling your eyes.

"Dude, seriously, I swear, I'm not like, a serial killer or anything. You can bring pepper spray, a taser, whatever, if it makes you feel better. I'm just- okay, fuck, you're right. Dumb idea, trying to convince you like this."

Wait, okay, good. That was good. He was getting the message.

Another voice message.

"I forgot who I was talking to. You leave me no choice."

"What?" No.

And then, you received a video. He was teetering off the edge of the top-most row of bleachers. With a gun at his head.

"Come on, Y/N, this is getting really sad, that the only way I can grab your attention is by almost killing myself."

"I don't care. Do whatever. Not falling for it this time."

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"FUCK!", you yelled, as you found yourself running frantically through the school football field for the second time in two weeks.

You'd actually kept your word for a while, pushing out every Nate-related thought for a good night's sleep - you didn't fall for it.

Until McKay called and informed you that Nate wasn't picking up his phone - and that his last message was something along the lines of : 'Call Y/N if you don't hear from me in the next couple of minutes'.

He was deranged. Playing Russian Roulette with his own life was absolutely deranged.

"You actually showed."

GOOD, he was still alive, meaning you could kill him.

You didn't speak. That would simply complicate things, because then you'd have to look at him.

"Plus, you didn't flinch when you saw me. Think that's a win for me in the trust department."

You stood there, glaring at him as he jumped down from the bleachers, even doing that dangerously, as if he was a cat with nine lives, or he was playing a video game and would just respawn.

"You know, you could say something."

He wasn't getting impatient, though, like his tone was trying to portray. No, he was getting more amused. He liked this. He liked the fact that he got you to come to a basically abandoned-for-the-holidays-high school at midnight. He reveled in it.

"Like hey, Nate, thanks for convincing me to actually live a little for a change instead of staying cooped up in my house.", he suggested.

You punched him.

Yeah. You kept running across that field till you were close enough and you punched him right then and there.

You full-on punched him, shoved him back, slapped him, clawed at him. "Stop FUCKING doing this to me! STOP! You can't FUCKING do this to me!", you screamed, hitting him repeatedly on his chest.

He took every beating, and the fact that it seemed he was trying not to laugh just egged you on even more to actually kill him, make his nose bleed, make his head fall clean off his egotistical body.

Eventually, though, it seemed even Nate Jacobs had his limit. He grappled against your hands as he held them between both your chests, clenching his jaw. He wouldn't risk saying anything, seeing as your eyes were already burning with tears.

"You…", you cried out as he shifted his grip on your hands to only one hand, wrapping the other around you. "…Can't keep…"

"Shh, shh, I know.", he muttered as he rested his chin on your head. "Shh, I had to."

"No, you didn't."

He kissed your head, then your forehead, your nose, your cheeks, and stopped for a moment, hovering over your lips but not touching them, as though he was more scared than you were. "You know I did."

You wondered if he could taste the tears, whether he relished it. Knowing what little you did of him, he might have.

"I would've come."

"No, you wouldn't have. Shh." He was right, but there had to be some other way.

"You know what, sweetheart?"

It was sickening how he could do this to you and then use words of endearment against you.

"You should actually be grateful."

And that's when you noticed that he was actually gripping onto your hair, tightening it when your face didn't show any contortion due to pain (only contortion due to unbridled rage and the urge to stab him with your car keys).

"I usually hurt people to get what I want. With you, I'm hurting myself."

You fought the urge to say 'so fucking what?'

"You're not bleeding, baby, that's what you don't get. You're untouched, and safe, and not bleeding. Me, however?"

What was his point? That he was being a gentleman by scaring you half to death instead of having a normal adult conversation?

"I'm bleeding. I'm hurt. I'm in pain. But I'm still holding you."

He said it with exaggerated magnanimity, like he was doing you a favour, or something, like all your problems, trauma, worries, stress, had just disappeared because he was holding you in his 'big strong arms'.

"Then stop!"

"Neither of us wants me to stop holding you."

"I do."

He grinned, knowingly, with a subtle shake of his head. "No, you don't."

"Let me go."

"No."

"Let me go, Nate."

"Fine. Because you called me Nate and not Jacobs.", he nodded, letting go of you and throwing up his arms. "Don't hit me again."

"Was McKay in on this?"

He frowned momentarily, before realization swept over his face. "Shit. Yeah, no, he wasn't. I should text him, huh?"

Oh, now he was asking if he should be a courteous human being?

You watched him loathingly, as he typed out what you guessed was a half-assed apology.

'Sorry, McKay, I'm good, man. Chicks, y'know?' or some absolutely fucked up shit like that, to be sure.

"Done. Now, will you stop being so square and enjoy the fact that you're here at school at midnight?"

"What?" Enjoy?

"I'll bet this is your first time out at midnight period, let alone your first time out at midnight somewhere you're not legally supposed to be."

"Why am I here?"

The condescending look he gave you set your teeth on edge. 'Oh, poor, naive girl. Of course she doesn't even know why she's here. This is why I told her to stay in my grasp. She never listens.'

FUCKING ASSHOLE.

"You're my good luck charm. My good luck charm, but I heard you're fucking Shane. You can't be doing that."

The softness in his movements, the gentleness, it had either completely stopped, or entirely overshadowed the fact that he had put you through yet another nerve-wracking event that would raise your blood pressure.

Shane who, Shane who, Shane- oh. Shane.

Not so much fucking as went on one date with, but it was better for everyone if Nate thought you had already gone that far.

"Why not?"

"He's a punk."

"You're one to talk."

"Look, he plays defense. What if you're just, like, intensely fortunate? Can't have him sneak in a quickie before the game and then he's lucky."

It's like he wanted you to punch him again.

"He's on your team. You'll win anyway."

He shrugged, as though he could see where you were coming from, but was about to respectfully absolutely ruin your argument.

"I like to win."

"Not a team player, are you?"

"Never claimed to be."

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He was so clearly getting frustrated with your lack of response - the initial dopamine and thrill of being a disgusting element of surprise by shooting/not-shooting himself in the head gone.

But what could you say?

You'd already ghosted Shane after the date had tanked, so technically there was no reason for you to still be here. The chances of a 'lucky quickie' were virtually zero.

And so, you just stood there, the two of you, with inexplicable rage pooling within.

Your senses were heightened, your emotions wilder than the crazed look in your eyes as he stood there, looking down at you like an adult looking down at their childhood toy. As if you were the naivest, most precious, pathetically adorable thing he owned, reminding him of a simpler time.

At this point, even a rabbit's foot had been treated with more respect than you.

And you hated every moment of it because it was thrusted upon you, just like the silence of the eerie, void-like field you two were in.

"Why are you like this, Y/N?", he groaned, with the nerve to sound tired.

You? Why were you like this? What about him?

"You're… so cold." His hands flexed as if they were about to move from your hair to your throat. "Just… let loose, please. You're the reason I'm winning, I'd at least like to get to know you!"

"Oh, so this is like, an interview? Is she good enough to be associated with me? You think you're hot shit? Dude, I- you gotta realize how fucked up all of this is."

You were practically pleading. Acknowledge your absurdity, Nate Jacobs, please.

"Hey, whoa, look, you chose to associate yourself with me. Not my problem, ok?", he spat back, clearly happy with the return of banter.

"I didn't choose any of this!"

"You requested to follow me after I followed you. You chose not to block me after I followed you."

"You're putting this all on me?"

That's what normal people do ; they follow people back! He was grasping at straws, but it still seemed as though he had an iron grip on them.

"There wouldn't have been a first time if you didn't care so goddamn much." Like he was mocking you. You almost screamed. You almost hit him. He was so nonchalant.

But that… rang true. However, the humanitarian in you was adamant that there was absolutely no one cold enough to shrug off a video of someone slicing so effortlessly into their palm and exposing their blood so unabashedly.

Well, except Nate Jacobs himself.

"But, y'know what, Y/N?", he said, clearing his throat, matter-of-factly. "That's all in the past. Because now, now, we're going to sort out this arrangement between us and everything will go back to normal."

Normal? Normal as in, both of you go back to being strangers? Unlikely.

"Arrangement?"

"How this thing is going to go. Before every game, you fist-bump me. You don't touch any other players whatsoever, Blackhawk or otherwise."

Great, he was policing who you could fist-bump now.

"I- you brought me here at midnight for this?"

"Uh, no, I brought you here at midnight for fun.", he replied, scoffing. "But since you wanted to be all violent and physical, I thought we should stick to business."

Did he mean to be this insufferable? Was it a bit? There was no way an actual human being could act like this, yes? There was no way anyone could think that this was a justifiable response to a genuine question. Right?

At this point, you didn't know anymore.

Nate Jacobs had officially stumped you.

"If I say okay, can I leave?"

"No, you cannot leave, but you definitely can go sit over there and think about your little attitude before I bring out the tequila."

He burst out laughing at your annoyed face, slinging a heavy arm around your shoulder in an oddly possessive display of 'familiarity'.

"Relax. Loosen up, like I said, and you'll be fine.", he snorted, and that was your only indication that he did not, in fact, actually wish to put you into time-out.

The insane man with a gun had a sense of humour, apparently.

"You brought tequila?"

"I told you, the whole point of tonight was fun and getting to know the reason I'm winning better. So, sit."

You sat, still glaring up at him. You must have looked absolutely fucking cute or something, because he pouted at you before reaching into a duffle bag you hadn't noticed before and whipping out two bottles of straight tequila.

"Body shots?"

"Jacobs…"

"I'm joking, I'm joking. You'll come around soon, though. They all do."

Great. That's brilliant. You'd been reduced from a stranger, to a bitch, to a joke, to now a stereotype. This was just spectacular.

"Why me?"

That question seemed to genuinely catch him off-guard.

Good. Now he knows what this past week with him has been like.

"Hm?'

"Why me? Why am I the good luck charm?"

"I don't know."

"You could just be a really good player. You don't know, you haven't gone a single game without it, so you assume you're winning because of it."

"The third game was the one you weren't there for. You must remember hearing about it, though? Most embarrassing game for East Highland, I swear. 34-nil? That was shameful. That's why I decided, fourth game onwards, I wouldn't have to risk it because I got you."

Shit. That actually made sense.

"Okay, now you tell me.", he began, slightly turning the bottle in his hand around and examining the contents, curiously. "Shane Crestin? Seriously?"

"What?"

He scoff-snickered, taking an impressively large gulp before answering. "Y/N, the guy's a tool."

Look who's talking.

"He asked me out after the game."

"So, he knows you're my good luck charm.", he said, quietly, like a king trying to figure out where his men's loyalties lay.

Did Julius Caesar have a girl who he gaslit in order to get her to watch him in battle because of superstition? If so, she'd have been the first to stab him.

"Of course he knows, you made a huge spectacle of it that first time."

"Oh, yeah. But still, what a bastard. Trying to steal my lucky girl and her luck like that."

You needed to do a lobotomy on this man, seriously.

It wasn't even like you could ask him what the hell that meant because that would just bring him immense amounts of joy.

"You're not drinking. Why?", he inquired, opening the second bottle and forcing it to your lips.

You frowned as you held onto it. "I don't drink."

"Oh, bullshit. Come on, drink, don't be a nerd."

"I said no, okay?"

"Wait, do you not want to drink around me?"

He was really going above and beyond to break the 'dumb jock' stereotype, wasn't he?

"I can't believe it.", he continued, leaning back on the bleachers as he watched your face. "After all this, you don't trust me."

After all this, he said, as if he had spent his entire life working solely for your benefit. Like a tired mentor.

"I mean, dude, this is like… such a bitch move, you know that? I'm just trying to be nice."

"I don't know what you want me to do, Nate."

"Uh, trust me? Thought we were cool now, Y/N. You think I'm going to get you blackout drunk then have my way with you? Rape you? Are you scared to be around me? At midnight? In a quiet, empty football stadium where no one would think to look for you?", he questioned, still holding your gaze as he lifted his bottle to his mouth.

The elaboration of that statement unnerved you.

"I don't think you're going to rape me, I'm just-"

"Just scared of the possibility?"

"Don't take it personal, but-"

"There's no other way to take it. You're all but accusing me of assault. I thought you were different."

Was that meant to make you melt? 'Oh, no, I'm just like everyone else in that I don't want to end up in a ditch somewhere, the horror!'

"Maybe I'm not.", you shrugged.

"But you came. Tonight. No one else would have. So maybe you're a judgmental bitch like everyone else, but you've at least got your stupidly huge heart going for you."

If you strained your ears, that almost sounded like a compliment.

"Uh, thanks?"

"Drink, Y/N. Please."

Oh, fuck it. You needed that goddamn tequila to shoot through you with a vengeance.

"There we go.", he mumbled, watching you. "Dude, look at you."

"Hm?"

"You're finally badass."

His eyes lit up as he saw your finger enter the scene. He chuckled for a moment. "I'm being serious. I mean, you've beaten me up, what, three times so far - once in front of the entire school - and now you're doing underage shots with me at night at school, which is like, two illegal things at the same time."

See, that's where the difference between the two of you lay.

He thought that was being a badass.

You thought that was being a dumbass.

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"…So yeah. That's why I joined football, basically. Made me feel, like, stronger and more in control, I guess."

This asshole had just told the most human story, and now you had to see him as a person. The cunt.

You watched as he stood in the middle of the field, aiming and shooting at the banners that were strewn up all around the field.

God, he was so fucking terrifying.

How does he play Russian Roulette to bait you into coming one minute and then reload and shoot at banners like a child with his first Nerf the next?

"Control. Yeah, that tracks."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"You want everything to go your way. You get pissed when other people do things of their own will."

"Can't argue with that.", he shrugged, as he turned his back to you and shot another banner, impressively shooting right in the centre of the 'O' in a 'GO BLACKHAWKS!' sign. "You know how to shoot?"

"No."

"You should learn."

"I'll get right on that.", you scoffed, as you observed your tequila bottle intensely, ignoring him coming back to rest his feet on the bleachers from your peripheral vision.

"Open your mouth."

"What?"

"Humour me."

"I've humoured you enough tonight."

"Please? Pretty please?"

You rolled your eyes, but opened your mouth. You had no idea what you expected, but it sure as hell was not him stuffing the barrel of his gun in there. You suddenly felt the tequila evaporating from your bloodstream as he slapped your hands away after you tried taking it out, like anyone would. Shit, it hurt. FUCK.

"Just relax.", he whispered, so soothingly that he might as well have been talking you through a panic attack. "There's nothing to be scared of."

Besides the hot gun you've got basically lodged up my throat.

Suddenly, the amount of danger you really were in began to materialize in your head. He was right. It was midnight. It was spring break. It was at high school. No one would think to look for you there.

"Are you scared?"

Oh, God. He was one of those freaks who got off on these things.

You nodded, not really knowing what else to do.

"You think I'll shoot you?"

You shook your head.

"Kill you?"

You shook your head.

"Then why are you scared?"

Honestly, it was the fact that he wasn't going to do either of those things, and decided to shove a gun down your throat simply for shits and giggles.

"You need more tequila."

WHAT?

You frowned, but nodded. Anything to get the gun out of your mouth.

He poured it straight from the bottle into your mouth, watching with sick satisfaction as you swallowed, and you realized that he was psychotically drunk.

"How's that? I do it all the time, y'know? Hot metal plus cold tequila equals the best fucking night ever."

Um, ew. No. But that would be super unwise to say.

"You shove a gun down your throat then take a shot?"

"One of my more dangerous drinking games, yes. God, dude, look at you. Like, you're so fucking uptight, loosen THE FUCK up!"

You were unsure how much 'looser' you could get - you were already going along with his 'dangerous drinking game'.

"I am!"

"Not enough. Not even close. You need more."

"We're all out.", you said, (thankfully) pointing at the empty duffle bag next to him.

"Oh.", he sighed, slumping down next to you and using the duffle bag as a pillow. "Just- I don't get it. What is it about you?"

"That makes you get suicidal?"

He snorted, softly. "That makes me so mad?"

"You're mad?"

"Not like angry-mad. I mean like… crazy-mad. Like I go mad around you."

Five-year-olds could explain things better than him, but, to his credit, he was shitfaced.

"Really? Thought you were born that way."

"I mean, last week? When I kissed you? I don't do that shit. But it was the only way to shut you up. I-ugh. It's you, Y/N. Just fucking up my brain, one game at a time."

"Oh, oh, so you being a psychopath is because I didn't show up to one game?"

"When you're constantly worried about someone needing to be there, you do crazy things. Like cut yourself. I would have done it, too, seriously."

"I know. That's why I came."

"So, we weren't entirely strangers, huh? You knew me a little, at least?"

"Uh, no, we were definitely strangers."

"Now? What are we now?"

"Uh… friends?" You didn't mean that. You wouldn't be his friend if it killed you.

"No, I think I'd know it if we were friends." Phew.

"So, you tell me."

"What? No, you've been in charge this whole time, you tell me."

He just said you'd been in charge.

One offhanded, sweeping statement, and he'd shifted all the blame on you as easy as pie.

How did he do that?

It was obvious what he was referring to: the fact that none of these interactions would have happened if you just hadn't given a shit in the first place.

The fact that every single move of his had been linked to you, in whatever this weird everybody (except you) ante, sketchy poker game he was playing was supposed to be.

And it unnerved you.

Because in some twisted way, it was true.

"Acquaintances."

"But we've kissed.", he reminded, diligently and unwantedly. "Acquaintances - and classmates, before you suggest that - don't just kiss."

"Dude, then what do you want to be?"

Shit. That was what he'd wanted all along. For you to ask in exasperation, to give you his interpretation.

"You know, just… an average relationship between a man and his good luck charm." He inched closer, his hand loosening its grip on the railing as if it was going to do something, but there was no more tequila to reach out for.

There was only you.

And reach, he did.

First, his hands were on your cheek, like they had been a half hour ago. Then, suddenly, they were in your hair, and his tongue was trying to coax your words out of you directly from the source.

And you just let it happen.

If anyone knew why you let it happen, you'd have loved to start a suggestion box.

But you had a funny feeling that the only person who knew why was Nate Jacobs himself.

Fat chance he'd tell you.

[mavrintarou]

[1:05 AM] Kita Shinsuke

It's literally 1 AM and I need to share this sweet Kita that I've been hogging all to myself. He's just... something else. Lol. I write a lot about Suna and Sakusa but Kita definitely holds a special spot in my heart... or elsewhere.

Warning: fluff, angst (nothing between Shinsuke x Y/n), and explicit smut. Note: it is long - I don't think you guys ever complained, but I wanted to warn you guys regardless. .

Kita Shinsuke gently caressed his wife’s pregnant belly. Then, as she slept, a soft moan escaped her lips, and she nestled closer, seeking the warmth and comfort of his embrace.

A few months ago, when he met his son’s first-grade substitute teacher, Shinsuke couldn’t have imagined that he would feel a longing for another woman. Since his wife tragically passed away in a car accident, Shinsuke found himself single-handedly raising their two-year-old son with the support of his grandmother.  

“Dad, we have a new teacher since Mrs. Fukada is home with her new baby.” Shinnosuke announced excitedly, “She has a new baby girl…” he paused, locking eyes with his dad, his gaze filled with longing. “Can I have a baby sister too?”

Great-grandma Shin giggled, patting the little boy’s head. “I wish for a baby sister for you, too, Nosuke.”

Shinsuke sighs softly, “I’ll see what I can do.”

Once night falls, Shinsuke gently places a steaming cup of tea before his grandmother, commencing their cherished nightly tea ritual. They found solace on the patio, engaging in their nightly heartfelt conversations.

“It is time you find a partner.”

Although he had anticipated this conversation would arise at some point, he found himself partially surprised by its timing, catching him off guard.

“Your boy needs a mother. I can only do so much. You need someone, and you should give him more siblings.”

It was always Shinsuke’s dream to have a big family. Moreover, he and Shinnosuke’s mother dreamed of more children after his birth.

“I’m just… I don’t know if I’m ready.” Even though it’s been a few years since her tragic death, he still loved her dearly.

“I know you will never be ready, but you can try.”

The following day he had promised to take his son to school to meet his new teacher, who, Shinnosuke promised, is very pretty.

“She doesn’t have a ring on her finger, dad.” Shinsuke suppressed his laugh, unsure where his son was going with the conversation. “Maybe she isn’t married yet, and you can marry her?”

“Son, that’s now how it works – “

“Hi, Shinnosuke. Is this your dad?”

The last time Shinsuke was ever starstruck was with his late wife.

Shinnosuke tugged his dad’s hand and spoke excitedly, “Dad! This is Ms. Y/n – my new teacher! Isn’t she pretty.”

True to his son’s words, she is pretty.

Gorgeous if Shinsuke was being honest.

He felt hot all suddenly.

“Hello,” he greeted, praying his face was not tomato-red. “I am Shinnosuke’s father, and I hope he has not been a handful.”

Her smile radiated warmth, captivating Shinsuke’s gaze.  

As she stepped closer, a gentle fragrance of sweet perfume reached his nose. “Not at all,” she replied, her voice carrying a touch of admiration. “You have a remarkably well-behaved and intelligent son.” She affectionately tousled Shinnosuke’s hair, and he leaned into her touch like an adoring puppy.

Shinsuke longed for her hand to pat his head at that moment too.

.

Shinsuke attempted to keep his distance from Ms. Y/n. Instead, he would merely drop off his son outside of school, making arrangements to pick him up at the gates if he could, all to resist the overwhelming desire to do anything but kiss Ms. Y/n passionately until all his desires were fulfilled.

He could not give in to temptation.

But Shinsuke ran into Ms. Y/n everywhere.

At the grocery store.

At the salon.

At the clinic.

Complicating matters further, his son held a deep affection for her and frequently spoke about her with admiration.

His last hope for maintaining his distance and preserving his sanity unraveled when circumstances forced him to accompany his grandmother to the hospital due to a precautionary overnight admission for a cold. This left his son alone at home, intensifying his concerns.

“If you don’t mind, Kita-san, Shinnosuke can stay with me until great-grandma is released.” A look of surprise filled his eyes as he absorbed her thoughtful suggestion. Shinsuke was overwhelmed by the immense responsibility of managing his rice field, tending the crops, and caring for his grandmother; he struggled to ensure his son was never left alone at home.

Despite his gratitude towards her, he hesitated momentarily. However, when he glanced down at his son, whose eyes sparkled with anticipation, he couldn’t resist. “Please, dad?” his son pleaded, his excitement palpable.

Shinsuke sighed before agreeing; he crouched down, “You must listen to Ms. Y/n and behave.”

“Yes, dad.”

.

Shinnosuke was smitten by Ms. Y/n.

When Shinsuke arrived to pick up his son, he felt a pang of disappointment upon seeing his dad waiting at the door. “Do we have to go home, dad?” his son pleaded, his eyes longing. “Can’t we stay here with Ms. Y/n?”

“Shinnosuke,” Shinsuke called out his son’s name, his tone laced with a warning, the kind used when it was necessary to reestablish authority. Upon hearing his dad’s voice, his son’s shoulders slumped, and he turned away to retrieve his belongings. “Sorry,” Shinsuke apologized quietly, blushing under Y/n’s gaze.

“Don’t be. He is still young and doesn’t know any better.”

Shinsuke couldn’t help but observe her casual attire, with sweatpants and a loose shirt. “Regardless of that, he was being rude, and I need to have a conversation with him,” he stated, taking a deep breath. “thank you. I am truly grateful for your understanding and for looking after him. I can’t express my gratitude enough.”

“He was very helpful, I made him help me with chores, and we cooked together, so it wasn’t quite a vacation for him.”

Shinsuke’s throat tightened as he struggled to find his words. Nervousness consumed him to the core. “I…” he stammered, his voice quivering, “may I… may I take you out? It’s just my way of saying thank you.” As he uttered the question, her eyes bore into his soul, intensifying his anxiety. In that moment, panic surged through him as if he had ventured beyond the acceptable boundaries. “Please,” he hastily added, fearing she might feel obligated, “don’t feel obligated – “

“How about a date?” She interjected, catching him off guard. His eyes widened in surprise as her words sank in. “Take me out on a date,” she added, her tone laced with anticipation.

.

Nervousness consumed him throughout the date, hindering his ability to relax and enjoy the date fully. However, a wave of relief washed over him when Y/n reached across the table and gently touched his hand, reassuring him with a playful remark, “relax, I won’t bite.”

He wanted nothing but her to bite him because he only wanted to devour her.

They had dinner and walked along the river, getting snacks.

As they conversed about their lives and aspirations, Shinsuke watched her gracefully twirl and walked along the ledge, seemingly at ease.

Her warmth and vibrant personality enveloped him, and with each passing moment, he found himself falling deeper in love with her. Finally, stepping up beside her, he extended his hand, inviting her to grasp it as they walked along the ledge together.

“Kita-san,” she called softly, brushing loose strands of hair behind her ear. Concern etched across her face as she gazed into his eyes. “Is something troubling you?”

Y/n towered over him, her height surpassing his by two heads, causing him to tilt his gaze upward to meet her eyes.

Throughout his life, he had always been forthright with others, never shying away from expressing himself. However, he faced a challenging dilemma in this particular moment: between maintaining his hidden emotions or finally revealing everything. The decision weighed heavily on his mind, causing a moment of uncertainty.

He let out a sigh, realizing that he had nothing left to lose except for her. However, he knew deep down within himself that everything he had been feeling up to now surely meant something. He couldn’t possibly be the only one feeling this way. He had to be honest with her. It was a necessity, a longing that couldn’t be ignored.

“I really like you.” He responded in a hushed tone. “You’re a young single woman while I’m a single parent dad with a six-year-old son,” he began, acknowledging the difference in their life stages. “Yet, despite that, I haven’t felt this certain about anything in a long time. He found out tonight that he was seven years older than her.

“I must confess, Ms. Y/n, that I am undeniably attracted to you,” he admitted, his voice tinged with sincerity. “I apologize if my previous actions seemed rude, but I’ve been doing my best to keep my distance from you, to suppress these feelings I have for you.” He paused, carefully considering his words. “I don’t want to presume that you share the same sentiment, but every gesture, every glance, every smile you give me, they only deepen my desire for you.” A small smile curve his lips, “I can’t help but want more and more.”

A weighty silence hung in the air, the only sound being the gentle rustling of Y/n’s hair dancing in the wind. She fixed her gaze upon him, eyes locked in a wordless exchange.

“You have so many options, while I… I am limited,” he admitted with a hint of vulnerability. He paused, reflecting on the conversation they had just shared. “Listening to you speak of your goals just now; made me realize that perhaps we might be on different pages.” A furrow formed between his brows as he held her gaze, trying to discern her thoughts within her silence. “I might be over my head saying this, but I want to be upfront with you.” He exhales softly, “if Shinnosuke and I aren’t long-term possibilities for you… please tell me now so I can release you from any obligations.”

She playfully waved her fingers, beckoning him to come closer. As soon as he was within reach, she lightly flicked his forehead, a mischievous smile on her face. “You’re so mean to doubt my sincerity,” she teased, leaning to kiss the spot she flicked. “I wouldn’t be right here with you if I didn’t have deep feelings for you, too, Shinsuke.”

Hearing his full name uttered by her made his heart skip a beat.

He stares at her, looking at her longingly until she reciprocates the words, “I like you. I really like you too.” He releases his breath; he cannot contain the smile on his face. “Can I kiss you?” she whispered, leaning closer to him already.

“Please,” he begged.

Still leaning over the ledge, she brushed her lips against his before moving her mouth into a deep kiss.

She was the first to pull away, inhaling to catch her breath.

Shinsuke’s face turns a shade of pink, feeling lightheaded and on cloud nine.

Y/n stepped down from the ledge, and Shinsuke made a move to take her hand again, this time intertwining their fingers.

“Shinsuke, I might be bold asking you this on our first date, but… do you want more kids?”

Her question caught him off guard, but he quickly answered, “of course I do. Do you want children?”

She glanced at him, a smile on her lips, and she nodded. “I do.”

He smirked, “how many?”

“Maybe… two or however many…” she glanced at him from the corner of her eyes, “my future husband wants.”

Shinsuke was flustered by this woman, arousing him in all ways.

Glancing at his watch, Shinsuke couldn’t help but wish that the night could stretch on indefinitely. However, he also wanted to be a gentleman and ensure she arrived home before 10 PM.

She was about to keep walking down the path when he halted her. “Y/n,” he called her name softly, “I don’t – I don’t want the night to end, but I want to be a gentleman and bring you home….”

“Then don’t…”

His brow raised at her question, “what?”

She stepped forward, staring at him, “don’t be a gentleman then.”

He let out a low groan, his throat constricting as he struggled to suppress the lump forming within. “Please… stop,” he managed to choke out.

She closed the distance between them, eliminating any space that could fit even a piece of paper. Her large, doe-like eyes locked onto his, causing his knees to weaken and his palms to grow sweaty, and cock to expand excitedly inside his trousers. Finally, she whispered, “what do you want, Shinsuke?”

.

They barely made it through her apartment doors when he pulled and tugged her clothes off.

“Bedroom,” he growled against her mouth, “please,” he begged seconds later. Trails of clothes led to her bedroom; he could barely spare a second to break away from her lips to pull his shirt over his head.

Her blouse and skirt were discarded by her ankle, and he pulled away to admire her. He reaches behind, unclasping the clips to her bra and letting it slide off her body. Then, with her white panties left, he released a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding, feeling a wave of relief wash over him. Then, he locked his gaze with her, searching for a reflection of the fiery, passionate emotions that consumed him.

He doesn’t realize he has been biting his lower lip until she reaches up to tug it free. “Shin…” She guides his right hand to her breast, and his large rough hands instantly palm the mound, kneading the soft tissue, earning himself a soft moan from her. “More,” she begged, pressing the other hand to the other side. “Touch me, please.”

Shinsuke kisses her hungrily while his hands massage, squeeze, and flicker the hardened nubs. Her tongue meets his eagerly, dancing and swirling with his.

He pulls away to tug his belt, undoing the buttons before letting his trousers drop to his ankles. Even in the dim light in her room, he could see the damp, dark spot where his cock was leaking.

She drops onto her knee before him, and his eyes widen before he can stop her; she pulls the waistband of his boxers, freeing his cock. She was mesmerized by how thick his girth and heavy his sacks hung.

It had been a long time for Shinsuke and having Y/n’s fixed gaze on him only excited him more.

“Y/n…” he breathed; whatever else he had to say went down the gutter as her lips enclosed around the thick bulbous head. He lets out several foul words as she takes as much of his cock into her mouth, her jaw expanding to fit the width of his cock.

Y/n slurped and suckled to the point that Shinsuke felt he would embarrass himself soon if he didn’t stop her.

She pulled back but not releasing him when he gripped her hallow cheeks gently, “enough… or else I won’t last.” He steps back, freeing his cock from her lips with a pop. “Please stand.”

She did, and it was his turn to get down on her knee to pull her remaining piece of clothing down her legs. He looks up at her with a soft smile, “please take a seat on your bed.” She follows his command, and he spreads her legs and swoops in between, licking along her slit to her small, hidden nub.

Shinsuke slips a finger inside her, slowly thrusting before adding two additional fingers. He wanted to stretch her out; he didn’t want her to be uncomfortable when he replaced his fingers with his cock.

He had always perceived himself to have an average-size­ physique down there until one day, his under-classmate, Miya Atsumu, announced it loud in clear to the entire volleyball team in the locker room.

“Holy shit, Kita-senpai!”

Shinsuke had left his towel on the bench by his locker and had no choice but to return after a quick rinse completely naked. Everyone was getting dressed and didn’t bother paying attention to him until Atsumu casually glanced over and then had to double look, eyes bulging as he stared at Shinsuke’s private area.

And like boys, they all compared their sizes amongst each other.

That day, Kita Shinsuke was not only the captain of the boys’ volleyball team but also the thickest down there.

“Shin,” Y/n whispered, “you… I want you.”

He sat up, fingers still buried and working within her as he leaned over and kissed her. “Need to prep you – I don’t want to hurt you.”

She reached for his cock; her small hand felt good around it; he couldn’t wait to feel what her walls felt like. “You won’t hurt me… I can take it…”

The innocent teacher he was smitten by is replaced by a teasing minx. “You sure?” He teased, “what if you cannot walk tomorrow?”

Her grip squeezed around his cock, “thank goodness tomorrow is the weekend then?” she leaned to peck his chin, “Shinsuke, fuck me, fuck me until I can’t walk tomorrow….”

A low grumble escaped his throat before she was shifted onto the middle of the bed, he paused, and she sensed hesitancy. “I… don’t have a condom.”

“I don’t either.”

Shinsuke groaned as she unconsciously bit her lower lip. “I can pull out; do you trust me?”

She locked eyes with him, her gaze unwavering. “Shinsuke, if I didn’t trust you completely, you wouldn’t be here right now.”

He chuckled and kissed her quickly, “stop making me fall for you.” He whispered that and impaled her in a swift thrust. His forehead pressed against hers as neither could speak but only feel one other. He gave her a second to adjust and accommodate his size before she gave him the silent green light.

He gave light shallow thrusts until the pained expression became a pleasant expression.

Shinsuke needed to not only feel her deep inside but needed to press himself against her. He held his weight off her, but his chest pressed against her.

He threads his fingers through hers again, pinning her arms beside her head. He fastened his hips, thrusting deeper each time and feeling his heavy sacks ricochet against her ass.

God, he wanted to breed her.

The animal instinct in him just wanted to breed her over and over. Impregnate her so she will be stuck with him forever—he and Shinnosuke.

He was already pinning her down; all he had left to do now was cum inside her… forcing her to take his seed.

He would cum inside her over and over until she was overfilled to ensure his seed took place, and a baby… their baby is conceived.

But that would be for another time.

“Y/n…” he groaned, feeling ready to explode. It has been a very long time since he’s ejaculated. He needed to withdraw now in case his timing was off. “You feel so – “ his words are lost when he feels her legs wrap around his waist and arms around his neck. “Y/n – no… I’m – about to –“

As their bodies pressed together, her chest brushing against his, she locked eyes with him. Her gaze was filled with seductive allure, her eyes hooded and shimmering with a glossy sheen, “cum – cum inside Shin… cum inside me….”

“You –“ he tried to shake off her legs, but they only locked tighter, “you don’t know what you’re asking for…”

“Give me a baby, our baby….”

He quickly succumbed to the overwhelming pressure, causing him to crumble.

“As many as I want?” When she looked at him, slightly confused, “many as I want? Right? I’ll marry you, and you’ll give me as many babies as I want?” She did not need to answer him verbally; he felt her walls squeeze him repeatedly as her womb screamed Yes! Yes! Yes!.

He let go of her hands, hooked his arms underneath her legs, and hiked them over his shoulders. He mounted on her, bending her in half before pounding into her, “you’re mine, Y/n. Kita Y/n. Mine.”

He embraced her passionately, envisioning a future where they shared the same surname, and eagerly anticipated the joy of starting a family together.

“Y/n,” he let out a soft moan near her ear, his body quivering in a release as both their bodies trembled together.

.

“Shin,” Y/n whimpered, “how – how can you… too much…” She could barely lift a finger. However, Shinsuke has been going nonstop. Finally, after three rounds back-to-back, he wiped her down and laid beside her after truly making sure she would not be able to walk.

He has pushed her beyond her limits, bending and pushing her into positions she had never felt so vulnerable.

She lost count of how often they’d engaged in such intensive intimacy.

It was early morning when his husky voice woke her up, his hands grazing her sensitive body and shifting her so he could slide in easily.

It was in the moment when she blabbered, permitting him to cum inside of her.

She wouldn’t be surprised if she were pregnant after these sessions. She learned of Shinsuke’s breeding kink – cumming inside her with an excessive amount of cum that the both of them were a mess of body fluids.

He whispered lewd words into her ear, telling her how good she was at taking in all his seeds. He could not wait to marry and see her round with his baby… babies because he wanted a big family. He was a man of his word, ensuring she would be pregnant after he was done.

And he was nowhere to be done.

She lay flat on her front side; his grip on her waist had become numb as he pounded into her from behind.

.

Y/n busied herself with setting the table, briefly glancing up as Shinnosuke murmured something she couldn’t quite catch.

He finished setting the table with her when he came around to her side, tugging the apron she wore.

She crouched down to his eye level, “what’s wrong?”

He leaned in closer, his tiny hands cupping her ear as he whispered with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation, “can I… can I call you mommy?”

Y/n’s eyes widened with surprise as she gazed at him before responding, “do you want me to be your mommy?”

He nodded, his silver hair with dark tips fluttering, resembling his father’s. “I pray with granny every night, hoping you’ll become my mommy,” he confessed earnestly.

A month ago, Shinsuke and Y/n told Shinnosuke they were dating and seeing each other. Shinnosuke was overjoyed, sharing the information with all his friends and other school staff the next day.

Shinnosuke cherished the morning walks to school, gripping his dad’s and Ms. Y/n’s hands tightly. It filled him with a sense of warmth and belonging.

Y/n started to spend dinner with them and would head home after Shinnosuke went to bed. Then, of course, Shinsuke would take her home…

“Move in with me,” Shinsuke whispered; every night after their few rounds of lovemaking, he would ask the same question again.

As always, Y/n would answer softly, “soon.”

He would return home in the morning before Shinnosuke woke up.

Y/n gently ran her fingers through Shinnosuke’s hair, a tender expression of affection on her face. She adored the young boy, and in the brief period they had spent together, her heart had opened to this father and him. She had fallen in love with both of them deeply.

From the moment she first encountered Kita Shinnosuke, something about the boy inexplicably drew her in. As she inquired about his name and hobbies, his reserved yet bashful demeanor instantly sparked a connection within her.

“I like to garden with my dad.” He answered quietly, avoiding eye contact.

Every morning, she instinctively searched for him in her classroom, ensuring he was present. He was an intelligent and radiant student, and she cherished every moment with him. However, she couldn’t help but notice that his grandmother always picked him up after school while the other parents collected their children.

Y/n asked him one afternoon as she waited with him for his grandmother to show up. Shinnosuke was usually the last student picked up. “My dad is busy with the crops, so he doesn’t get home until after school; that is why my granny picks me up.”

Something deep within her urged her not to probe any further regarding his mother, as he seldom spoke about her.

It wasn’t until Mother’s Day that she organized an activity for all the students to create artwork to gift to their mothers. As the day drew to a close, she noticed Shinnosuke still seated at his desk, gazing at her. Concerned, she asked him, “Shinnosuke, why aren’t you getting ready to go home?” Then, she crouched down and inquired, “is everything all right?”

He nodded his head, a small smile on his face. “I have something to give you.”

Y/n raised a brow, “do you?”

He nodded his head again and pushed his artwork towards her. “Can I give this to you? I don’t have a mommy.”

Y/n’s heart ached for the boy. Everything suddenly made sense to her – why he rarely mentioned his mother.

By the grace of God, she met his father the next day.

And fell in love with him.

“What are you two whispering about?” Shinnosuke and Y/n spun around to find Shinsuke leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed and one leg over the other. His brow raised as he observed them. “Are you two planning something without me?”

Shinnosuke chewed his lower lip nervously. “I asked Ms. Y/n if I could call her mommy.”

Y/n shared glances between father and son, noting the striking similarity in their expressions. She has seen some photos of

“And what did Ms. Y/n say?”

The boy anxiously glanced at Y/n, awaiting her response.

Y/n reached out and gently took hold of his tiny hands, cradling them in her own. “Shinnosuke,” she said softly, “you can call me whatever you feel comfortable with. If you want to call me mommy, I would be honored.”

His hazel-green eyes welled up with tears,  and he turned to glance at his dad as if seeking confirmation that he wasn’t the only one who heard it.

Y/n shifted her gaze to see Shinsuke approaching them. He crouched on one knee, stepped forward, and presented a small black velvet box. Then, with a heartfelt tone, he spoke, “Y/n, would you also be honored to be called my wife?”

“Please, mommy?” Shinnosuke pleaded, his eyes filled with anticipation, mirroring his dad’s hopeful expression.

“Will you marry me, Y/n? And join us here, with Shinnosuke, granny, and me?” Shinsuke’s quivered with emotion, but he pressed on, his eyes locked with hers. “Together, we can create the family we’ve always dreamed of and build a life together as partners.”

Y/n’s voice caught in her throat as tears streamed down her face, struggling to regain composure. She hastily wiped away the cascading tears, desperately seeking an explanation. “Did you two… plan this?” she choked out.

In a striking display of synchronicity, the father and son exchanged lopsided grins before responding, “yes.”

A soft sniffle escaped her as she gathered herself, her voice filled with emotion. “Yes,” she replied, her eyes glistening with tears, “I would be deeply honored to be your wife, Kita Shinsuke.”

Shinsuke exhaled deeply, a sense of relief washing over him as he reached into the box and retrieved the ring. Sliding it onto her finger gently, he leaned in and tenderly kissed her hand. Then, without hesitation, he pulled her into a warm, embracing hug, his voice filled with sincerity. “I love you, Kita Y/n.” Finally, he gently released his embrace on her and extended his arms to welcome his son into the fold. “We’re a family now,” he murmured, voice filled with warmth and joy.

.

Life immediately changed in the Kita household.

Y/n and Shinsuke were married quickly in a small and intimate gathering; they exchanged heartfelt vows, surrounded by those who witnessed their profound commitment and their undeniable love for each other.  

Neither could believe that a year had elapsed in such a short time.

As summer arrived and the children enjoyed their break from school, Y/n began to notice the subtle changes in her body. After confirming her suspicions, she felt a mix of excitement and anticipation. Finally, the time had come to share the joyous news with her husband, letting him know she was finally pregnant.

Shinsuke couldn’t help but feel and act surprised and delighted as Y/n shared her news, even though he had already suspected it for some time. The unmistakable pregnancy glow, her fatigue, and the increased sensitivity during their lovemaking had all been telltale signs. Deep down, he had known all along, but hearing her confirm it brought him a renewed sense of joy and anticipation.

The physical changes to her body had become more apparent, making it difficult to conceal the news longer. Y/n leaned close to Shinsuke, her voice barely above a whisper, filled with excitement. “Shinsuke,” she breathed, her eyes sparkling, “we’re having twins.”

And he couldn’t have expected anything less. A wide smile spread across his face as he embraced Y/n, his heart brimming with joy and excitement for the blessing of twins.

. . .

E/n: To be clear, we know between the Inarizaki boys... Aran is probably the longest... I hope you enjoy my version of Shinsuke - in my head, he is definitely the top HQ character with the biggest breeding kink.

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FIC RECS

as of.....[05/12/2024]

☼ jason grace (the loml)

distance makes the heart grow angrier by @balletfilmss

he's an all american boy by @aezuria

take a break, catch a nap, have a snack by @hopelesslyromanticshark

rain rain go away don't come back another day by @hopelesslyromanticshark

i am my fathers son by @hopelesslyromanticshark

through a loving gaze by @pumpkinbxtch

so american (grecian) by @hopelesslyromanticshark

sweet on you by @supercutszns

the two times percy nearly caught them, and the one he did by @hopelesslyromanticshark

so obsessed with your ex by @balletfilmss

going to school with bf jason by @juneberrie

he wrote 'mine' on my upper thigh by @pumpkinbxtch

the sun is engaged to the sky by @aryxchse

but daddy i love him! by @balletfilmss

all of the chronicles of jj & smartiepants by @jgracie

jason grace x daughter of athena! reader hcs by @hopelesslyromantic-shark

levitating by @ssparksflyy

bookends, bestfriends, deadends by @astronomoney

sun dresses are so in! by @crownofgildedlilies

dating jason grace would include by @girlkisser13

little miss grumpy and little mister sunshine by @hopelesslyromanticsharkhark

☼ leo valdez (i need him in my life)

my boyfriend is my wallet by @sunnitheapollokid

property of leo valdez by @hopelesslyromanticshark

normal teenage things by @hopelesslyromanticshark

king of my heart by @pinkdiorluvr

the fish like your shirt by @hopelesslyromanticshark

she's like a shot of espresso by @letsmyy

flower king of my heart by @sunnitheapollokid

"my honeybee, come and get this pollen!" by @leovaldezluvr

love(sick) by @turquoisenintendo64

leo's sunshine by @sunnitheapollokid

☼ percy jackson (#1 book boyfriend)

home to her (smau) by @balletfilmss

save a turtle, fall in love, all in a days work by @hopelesslyromanticshark

the same type of blue by @aryxchse

the hot lifeguard by @aryxchse

sweater weather by @heartss4val

talk to me by @enviedear

i've got you by @triptuckers

what's he got that i don't by @ssparksflyy

distant lover by @leaawrites

bus stop by @sunniskyies

anti-curse by @kamaluhkhan

flowers by @leaawrites

stitches of fate by @duskiers

this fic (theres no title im sorry) by @aryxchse

beach talks by @aryxchase

dating percy jackson hc by @strawberries-and-summer-days

my peaceful nights belong to you by @crownofgildedlilies

percy jackson x daughter of athena! reader hcs by @hopelesslyromanticsharkshark

first date jitters by @cinemaconrad

talking to you about you by @aryxchse

☼ luke castellan (i can fix him)

i loved you in secret (smau) by @lizlovestofangirl

one year with luke castellan by @tangledinlove

"the dare" by @strawberries-and-summer-days

☼ clarisse la rue (my gf real)

if looks could kill by @rztaros

don't delete the kisses by @star-girl69

hands off by @larueluvr

music to watch girls to by @star-girl69

a helping hand by @cranberryjuice-posts

let me love you like a woman by @star-girl69

this is a life by @abbeym28

i like a challenge when the prize is you by @aphroditesmoon

gardens of babylon by @strawberryyivy

american teenager by @star-girl69

better than revenge by @star-girl69

wish you'd ask me by @aphroditesmoon

holding your hand by @lecsainz

☼ percabeth (my #1 ship)

percabeth post tartarus by @mallowsweetmiri

anything (masterlist here) by @percqbeths

[casual-video-transcripts]

"Garrett Hedlund on Brad Pitt in Troy and Friday Night Lights | Screen Tests | W Magazine"

Original Transcript by W Magazine

Edited Video Transcript by @/casual-video-transcripts is under the cut

[0:00] [Text on screen reads "W SCREEN TESTS WITH LYNN HIRSCHBERG"]

[0:02] [Text on screen reads "GARRETT HEDLUND"]

[0:03] Garrett Hedlund: I was raised on a farm, so...

[0:05] We only had like three television channels.

[0:07] I don't really remember the first movie I saw.

[0:11] I loved what films did.

[0:13] I would constantly,

[0:14] you know, go to the back of the VHS's

[0:16] and the address for Universal Pictures

[0:19] or MGM would be on there,

[0:21] and I'd just start writing to the studios,

[0:23] asking if I could be in their, you know, in a movie.

[0:27] And then...That's more of a what I remember, yeah.

[0:31] I don't remember my first audition really well.

[0:33] I just remember that I didn't do very well.

[0:36] You know, I think the phrase was after, "you sucked pond water".

[0:39] And that's a ridiculous phrase, but.

[0:41] [Garrett sputters.]

[0:43] I moved to Arizona when I was 14 to live with my mother,

[0:46] and I always wanted to be an actor,

[0:48] but being in Arizona, I was only a state away.

[0:51] I'd been flying from Arizona to Los Angeles

[0:55] for two or three years for auditions.

[0:58] Yeah, by myself.

[0:59] I'd get out of school and I'd fly into Burbank Airport,

[1:02] I'd get in a taxicab, I'd go to the audition.

[1:04] I'd taxi back, I found out I didn't get it,

[1:07] and then the whole while I'm back on Southwest, you know,

[1:10] flying back to Arizona, go to school the next day.

[1:14] Hee...

[1:15] I was 18 or 17-18, and I'd skipped

[1:18] my junior year prom

[1:19] to be this...to be this extra,

[1:25] and then by my senior year when prom was to go on,

[1:27] I was out in Malta, filming Troy.

[1:29] You know, it was funny, because, you know,

[1:32] the character Patroclus was,

[1:34] you know, [I'd] see little things, you know,

[1:37] references to him being a poet,

[1:39] and so I'd go up to Wolfgang and Brad the next day

[1:41] and I'd be like, "well maybe instead of this shot,

[1:43] maybe you could just have me on that hilltop over there

[1:45] just kind of writing a little bit."

[1:47] And... they were just, "yeah...

[1:50] yeah, that's a good idea."

[1:51] [Garrett pats the air like a one-hand shoulder pat and then chuckles.]

[1:53] Then after, you know, Troy, I went on to...

[1:56] go do Friday Night Lights, the football film.

[1:58] I played football for just a year in Minnesota

[2:01] and then a year in Arizona.

[2:03] But...

[2:05] I don't think was ever a -

[2:08] I think I, I was never really, I don't think I was ever the starter.

[2:10] Heh.

[2:11] I played like defensive end.

[2:13] I was always on defense, so

[2:14] I wasn't the glorious position.

[2:18] I wasn't the ball carrier, I wasn't the quarterback.

[2:20] I wasn't, you know, the one making the touchdowns,

[2:23] so I think that's where, you know.

[2:26] What draws me to certain different roles

[2:28] are the extremities.

[2:29] I mean, doing something completely different.

[2:31] I don't feel during the day that I'm the same person,

[2:34] you know, on Wednesday as I am on Monday,

[2:37] and our minds change, our ideas change,

[2:39] our opinions change constantly.

[2:42] I've been signed on to On the Road since 2007 or so,

[2:46] and I just,

[2:47] I remember reading the book in high school.

[2:50] I mean, I went online and looked,

[2:52] and it said Francis Ford Coppola's directing this,

[2:54] and I was like, "man, I'll never get a chance at this".

[2:57] [And] I still, I mean, we're halfway through filming

[3:00] and I still can't believe I'm a part of it.

[3:02] I auditioned in like March of '07,

[3:05] [and then] I found out on my birthday

[3:07] in September that I'd gotten it.

[3:09] I'd had to land in Chicago for a layover,

[3:11] and when I got to Chicago, my dad called me,

[3:13] sang me all of Happy Birthday,

[3:16] and then I land in L.A.

[3:17] and I get another call from

[3:21] home in Minnesota,

[3:22] and [it was]

[3:24] you know, it was news telling me that my father

[3:27] had dropped of a heart attack

[3:29] [Gasps from behind the camera]

[3:29] Garrett: after he got off the phone with me.

[3:31] So I was just like, I called him up in the hospital

[3:33] and I said, "you know, you can't do this, you know, it's my birthday."

[3:37] And he goes, "I know, son."

[3:39] And I said, I just got On the Road"

[3:40] [Garrett laughs softly.]

[3:42] He's like, "that's great, son."

[3:43] [Garrett sharply inhales.]

[3:44] So it was, you know, a weird balance

[3:47] of... you know...you know, when there's a great amount of good

[3:53] it can also be evened out by

[3:55] a great amount of sort of bad in a way.

[3:58] I sat down with lunch with Jeff Bridges.

[4:01] [Phone chimes.]

[4:02] Garrett: Sorry about this.

[4:03] [Garrett pulls his phone out of his pant pocket and then throws it away. You can hear the phone thunk against the floor.]

[4:06] [Multiple staff members behind the camera laugh and giggle.]

[4:07] Garrett: Hehe, sorry.

[4:08] If it was a car, it'd be out the window.

[4:10] [Someone behind the camera laughs.]

[4:11] Garrett: Just phones and gadgets and stuff,

[4:12] I'm not good with them.

[4:13] I don't appreciate them the way others do.

[4:16] It's like for me, you know when somebody gets a new car

[4:19] and they're so worried that scratch, you know,

[4:22] that first scratch, but after that everything's fine.

[4:24] I'm just saying, you know, everything to me in life

[4:26] is like the second scratch.

[4:30] [Text on screen reads "W"]

[4:31] [Text on screen reads

"director GREG BRUNKALLA

editor LYNN HIRSCHBERG

cinematographer SCOTT SANS

sound ROB CORSO

gaffer CHRIS FISHER

production assistant KALVIN LAZARTE

film editor BRUNX

production company LEGS"]

End of transcript

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Video Description:

In this Screen Tests interview, actor Garrett Hedlund (Tron: Legacy, Troy, On the Road) explains how he blew his first audition (the reaction, "you sucked pond water") and how he blew off his senior prom to shoot a movie with Brad Pitt.

Transcript I was raised on a farm, so. We only had like three television channels. I don't really remember the first movie I saw. I loved what films did. I would constantly, you know, go to the back of the VHS's and the address for Universal Pictures or MGM would be on there, and I'd just start writing to the studios, asking if I could be in their, you know, in a movie. That's more of a what I remember, yeah. I don't remember my first audition really well. I just remember that I didn't do very well. I think the phrase was after, you sucked pond water. That's a ridiculous phrase, but. I moved to Arizona when I was to live with my mother, and I always wanted to be an actor, but being in Arizona, I was only a state away. I'd been flying from Arizona to Los Angeles for two or three years for auditions. Yeah, by myself. I'd get out of school and I'd fly into Burbank Airport, I'd get in a taxicab, I'd go to the audition. I'd taxi back, I found out I didn't get it, and then the whole while I'm back on Southwest, flying back to Arizona, go to school the next day. I was , or , , and I'd skipped my junior year prom to be this extra, and then by my senior year when prom was to go on, I was out in Malta, filming Troy. You know, it was funny, because, you know, the character Patrick was, you know, I'd see little things. References to him being a poet, so I'd go up to Wolfgang and Brad the next day and I'd be like, well maybe instead of this shot, maybe you could just have me on that hilltop over there just kind of writing a little bit. And, they were just, yeah, yeah, that's a good idea. Then after Troy, I went on to go do Friday Night Lights, the football film. I played football for just a year in Minnesota and then a year in Arizona. But, I think I, I was never really, I don't think I was ever the starter. I played like defensive end. I was always on defense, so I wasn't the glorious position. I wasn't the ball carrier, I wasn't the quarterback. I wasn't the one making the touchdowns, so I think that's where, you know. What draws me to certain different roles are the extremities. I mean, doing something completely different. I don't feel during the day that I'm the same person on Wednesday as I am on Monday, and our minds change, our ideas change, our opinions change constantly. I've been signed on to On the Road since or so, and I just, I remember reading the book in high school. I went online and looked, and it said Francis Ford Coppola's directing this, and I was like, man, I'll never get a chance at this. And I still, I mean, we're halfway through filming and I still can't believe I'm a part of it. I auditioned in like March of ', and then I found out on my birthday in September that I'd gotten it. I'd had to land in Chicago for a layover, and when I got to Chicago, my dad called me, sang me all of Happy Birthday, and then I land in L.A. and I get another call from home in Minnesota, and it was you know, it was news telling me that my father had dropped of a heart attack after he got off the phone with me. So I was just like, I called him up in the hospital and I said, you know, you can't do this, it's my birthday. And he goes, I know, son. And I said, I just got On the Road (laughs). He's like, that's great, son. So it was a weird balance of you know, when there's a great amount of good it can also be evened out by a great amount of sort of bad in a way. I sat down with lunch with Jeff Bridges. Sorry about this. If it was a car, it'd be out the window. Just phones and gadgets and stuff, I'm not good with them. I don't appreciate it them the way others do. It's like for me, you know when somebody gets a new car and they're so worried that scratch, that first scratch, but after that everything's fine. You know, everything to me in life is like the second scratch.

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[aphroditestearsofjoy]

#𝟏𝟎𝟎𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐒𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

Although I am (extremely) new to the self improvement community on tumblr. I have seen the #𝟏𝟎𝟎𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐒𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 challenge from @dreamdolldiary come by a few times amoung self improvement creators. Because of my curiosity, I have finally read the challenge and I immediately knew that this was the ideal challenge for me to start my self improvement journey! The "goal" of this challenge is to start with holding yourself accounteble and to build healthy habits.

1. Pick a number of goals (3-4, both small and large) for every aspect of your life. 🩰 Physical I follow my weekly work out-plan. I eat healthy. I use my skincare consistantly. I go to bed before 10 pm. 🩰 Mental I make time for self love. I plan out my day and follow my plan. I journal daily. 🩰 Emotional I do the things that bring me happiness and fulfillment. I write the things that bother me down. I allow myself to feel my emotiong fully. 🩰 Studies I plan out all the work i am supposed to do. I do schoolwork daily. I keep up with all the tests & assingnments. I am productive in school. 🩰 Personal I compliment the people around me. I spend more time on crochet, knitting & sewing. I start dancing again. I have strated learning how to lay tarot cards. 🩰 Spiritual I do more reserch on my crystals. I make nature walks. I meditate daily. 🩰 Finance I plan out my winter warderobe (+budget). I sell my old clothes. I learned more on healthy spending habits. 🩰 Habits I start following my morning & night routines. I practise gratefullness. I read more often. 🩰 Skills I am able concentrate longer. I learn to let go of anything that doesn't serve me. I learned to speak up about my preferences.

2. Setting up reasonable time blocks for these goals. Revamp your schedule to fit your goals around your life. Morning: 6.10/ 7.00 am - Wake up and drink a glass of water. 6.15/ 7.05 am - Meditate and stretch. 6.30/ 7.20 am - Journal and make a to do list. 6.40/ 7.30 am - Make my bed. 6.45/ 7.35 am - Put on my clothes on. 6.50/ 7.40 am - Brush my teeth and skincare. 7.00 / 7.50 am - Eat breakfast 7.30/ 8.20 am - Go to school This is the morning routine I will be doing on school days and sundays. Waking up at the same time very day isn't something that helps me accieve my greatest good. So, i would rather sleep for an extra 50 minutes when it's possible. On saturdays i will wake up at 4.45 am (for work) and i won't meditate, journal or make my bed. I will make my bed and journal when I get back from work (1 pm).

Night: 8:30 pm - Clean my room 8:40 pm - Put together a cute outfit for tomorrow. 8:50 pm - Pack my bag for tomorrow. 8:55 pm - Journal. 9:05 pm - Cleaning myself up. (Skincare Toothbrushing, ect.) 9:20 pm - Do some yoga. 9:40 pm - put my pajama's on. 9:45 pm - Read, if I feel like it.

Study routine: 1. Clean up my study space. 2. Grab a drink. 3. Make a plan. 4. Study. This is what i will do to motivate myself to start with studying. On Ater i get back from school on Monday to Friday, I will do this and study for about 3 hours, after eating a healthy snack and drinking some water, while writing my thoughts down. On Saturday and Sunday I will follow this when I plan to study.

In the Weekend I will get bigger tasks done and focus on my hobbies and selfcare. Saturdaynight will be a selfcare night, where I go on a walk, put on a face mask, take a bath (I love them), paint my nails, reflect on my past week and do an extra long yoga session (and maybe a studio ghibili movie night 💗).

While I make a studyplan and make sure I am up to date on schoolwork on Sundaynight.

3. Setting up a system so you can actually stick to those goals. I will journal daily, and reflect on my day and smaller tasks. I will write weekly updates, where I will refect on my goals and set up new ones for the week. You can view my updates when you click on the following links:

🌷 Week 1 🌸 Week 2 🌷 Week 3 🌸 Week 4 🌷 Week 5 🌸 Week 6 🌷 Week 7 🌸 Week 8 🌷 Week 9 🌸 Week 10 🌷 Week 11 🌸 Week 12 🌷 Week 12 🌸 Week 13 🌷 Week 14 🌸 Week 15

[cha0ticspacebi]

✧.┊ ┊⋆ ┊ Welcome to Hellfire ┊⋆ ┊ .✧

I am but a humble elder fanfic writer who has been so very willingly been taken back into the world of fandom by the man, the myth, the legend- Eddie Munson. I thought I was done with this life but when the DM calls, you answer! All my works are posted and updated first to A03 under the name Cha0ticbi if you'd rather read over there. All my works are Eddie Munson x female reader and I don't use y/n My blog is 21+ so MDNI! If you follow me and don't have an age listed I will block you!! I’ve decided to keep two of my works 18+ because in them the reader is 18. All others have been marked accordingly.

dividers by firefly-graphics

➺ The Other Side of Reality (In Progress)✾ College student reader who dreams of more and gets just that when injured Eddie Munson falls through a hole in her ceiling. A canon divergent multiverse slow burn.

╰┈➤ 01

➺ You've Got Desire, So Let It Out ✾ You are a teacher looking for a dom to rock your world but along the way you help Eddie explore a side of himself he's never felt comfortable sharing until now. (Switch Eddie x Reader)

╰┈➤ 01 / 02 / 03 / 04 / 05 / 06 / 07 / 08 / 09 / 10

➺ You're an Image Caught in Time ✾ You got your soulmark when you were very young and don't know who left it. The mark never fades but some days you wished it would especially after meeting Billy. Childhood friends, soulmate AU w/ Dark! Billy Hargrove

╰┈➤ 01 / 02 / 03 / 04 / 05 / 06 / 07 / 08 / 09 / 10 / 11 / 12 / 13 / 14 / 15 / 16 / 17 / 18 / 19 / 20 / 21 / 22 / 23 / 24 / 25 / 26 / 27 / 28

➺ The King of the Hellfire Club ✾ You've traveled for your dads job before landing in Hawkins your senior year. You see Eddie Munson outside Nancy's house one night and now you just have to get the nerve to talk to him before gradation. Cliche high school sweethearts

╰┈➤ 01 / 02 / 03 / 04 / 05 / 06 / 07 / 08 / 09 / 10 / 11 / 12 / 13

➺ I Hear Your Voice and it Carries Me ✾ Omegaverse/roommates AU with Alpha mechanic Eddie, omega college student reader.

╰┈➤ Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 (Coming Soon)

➺ A Dungeon Master's Seven Deadly Sins ✾ Kinktober Prompts

╰┈➤ Lust / Envy / Wrath / Greed / Sloth / Gluttony / Pride

➺ The Next Scream You Hear Just Might Be Your Own ✾ Eddie is a scare actor at a haunted hayride and makes reader part of the show.

➺ Your Twisted Love Will Set Me Free ✾ Dark! Serial Killer! Eddie, He's possessive, obsessive, and we love him for it. This is dark as shit! Be warned!

➺ Titanic AU

[crestfallenna]

Ana Diary Week 1

04-04-2024/Thu •Protein shake and Fruit smoothie (Tot:100ml)= 100cal •Pistachio (30pcs) = 120cal •Jaggery (30g)= 100cal •Cucumber= 10cal •Lotus seeds (80g)= 300cal ‣15 min walk= -30cal ‣Water= 2L Total= 600cal 05-04-2024/Fri Weight(morning)= 55.3 kg •Protein shake and Fruit smoothie (Tot:100ml)= 100cal •Flatbread= 30cal •Vegetables (1 bowl)= 400cal •Lotus seeds (40g)= 150cal ‣15 min walk= -30cal ‣Water= 1.7L Total= 650cal Weight(night)= 55.2 kg 06-04-2024/Sat Cucumber fasting•Lotus seeds (80g)= 300cal•Cookies= 650cal•Fruits= 350cal‣15 min walk= -30cal‣Water= 600ml + ice creams+ chocolates + more cookies + vegetables + breadTotal= Weight(night)= i fkd up...i hate weekends.. i hate myself i love myself, i can do thisi HAVE to stay under 100cal tom, NO MATTER WHATi found this 20 min workout vid for burning 500cal...yay!!MealPlan for tom: cucumbers 07-04-2024/Sun Weight(morning)= 54.8 kg I fked up..AGAINi have school tom, I will have my first meal at 5:00pm AFTER I am done with my 500 cal workout. The food will be around 200 cal. I have to start water fasting on weekends if I keep on messing up, my dad bought a lot of ice cream….and I am ashamed of myself, it’s my fav food but still…I will not sacrifice my body goals for 15 min of pleasure! Weight(night)= 55.5 kg

[noosummert]

~ masterlist nct dream pt 2 !!

fluff ♡

angst ツ

smut ☆

done reading °

part 1

all

When you use your safe world ☆ °

8:25 am ☆ °

dance with a ghost ☆

“Just the tip” ☆

Drippin 00line ☆

reactions sleepy sex ☆

while making love ☆

Reactions: making out

texts “kinda miss…” ♡ °

Reaction: you sitting in… ♡ °

reaction you ask them… ♡ °

reaction: their s/o falling ♡

Their high school crushes ♡

texts: forgot something ♡

texts: after you confessed ♡ °

jealous texts ツ

texts: overhear they say ツ °

texts: “she’s sleeping…” ツ °

TEXT AFTER THE… ツ °

jeno

[12:23] ☆ °

[ WHY SO SHY? ] ☆ °

8:03am ☆ °

wild thoughts ☆ °

GAME OVER ☆ °

still your best ☆ °

another baby ☆ °

undone ☆

addicted ☆

Only For Me ☆

wild toughts ☆

The Lollipop Dealer ☆

thighs ☆

forever mine ☆

6:02 am ☆

8:28 am ☆

Facade?

Imperfect ツ °

i don’t love you ツ °

[6:19 pm]

[12:36 am] ツ °

traitor ツ °

The love that had never… ツ °

Sleeping under the Stars ツ

An Unwanted Love Story ♡ °

[12:44 pm] ♡ °

[11:27] ♡ °

lookin at u got me ♡ °

TEACH ME WHAT… ♡ °

the roommate contract ♡

The Devil and The Prince ♡

11:45am rooftop ♡

[2.03pm] kindness ♡

renjun

[19:56] ♡

haechan

teasing him ☆ °

jaemin

34+35 ☆ °

Destruction In My Mind ☆ °

[MASQUERADE] ft ljn ☆ °

After You ☆

third time ☆ °

LOWKEY ☆

Admiring You ☆

Taking Care Of My Baby ☆

I Love To Get 2 On ☆

Red Light ☆ °

spa days at home ♡ °

as your boyfriend ♡ °

12:46pm ♡ °

Wake Up With Me ♡

less lonely ♡

Birthday Blues ツ

IN MY DREAMS ツ

5:49 pm ツ °

jisung

2:54 am ☆ °

5:05 am ☆ °

9:17 am ☆ °

2:05 am ☆ °

4:54 pm ☆ °

5:47 am ☆ °

[3:02 am] ☆ °

desperate ☆ °

roommates ☆ °

why not now? ☆ °

arms, hands, fingers ☆ °

face sitting ☆ °

study session ☆

Teach Me ☆

2:05 am ☆

night drive ☆

sun kissed ☆

18:21 ☆

[5:46pm]

idk you yet ツ

four seasons ♡

as your boyfriend ♡

Wake Up With Me ♡

my minecraft boyfriend ♡

part 3

[acrux-jr]

Hi. Okay, you can ignore this if you would like, but can I request a Mike Schmidt (Fnaf) x half deaf reader? Or even just deaf reader would be great :)) and the reader could be abby's babysitter or something?

Even if you decide to not do this, I hope you have a wonderful day/night <3

Hi luv! Thank you so much. i am so sorry that it took so long! School was kicking my butt but now that it's done with, I had time to write ! But here you go! If you have any notes pls lmk this is just a quick oneshot but if you want a part 2 or want me to add part feel free to message me!!

Title: Read My Lips

Word Count: 3k

Tags: fluff, oneshot, deaf reader!

As you saw the flyer on the wooden pole.

Babysitter needed

Please call xxx-xxx-xxxx

You felt a tap on your shoulder and you friend came into view as you turned around.

She gave you a quizzical look.

She spoke as she signed.

‘You interested?’

You shrugged, you signed yes and nodded your head. She shrugged as well.

‘Extra cash.’

She nodded along and agreed. You ripped the flap of paper off and the two of you walked the remaining way to the park.

As the two of you sat, she signed about the cute boy in her class. This was your last year of college here before transferring to Gallaudet. Your friend buzzed with excitement as she continued to sign about how cute he was and how they were partners for a lab. You smiled and gave a chuckle when she explained how he fell on her by “accident” and offered his hoodie to her.

‘You he wants you, like bad.’

‘I'm hoping for that.’

As you eat your picnic you text the number, couldn't hurt to try right?

‘Hello, I'm texting about the babysitting job.’

Not even a minute later there was a response.

‘Hi yes. It's from 6 pm to 3 am.’

Your eyes widened and your friend peaked over. You looked at her.

‘ Long time working *N/S* (name sign). You think you can do it?’

‘Yes.’ You nodded and signed o.k.

‘That's fine. Quick information though I am deaf.’

There was a pause in the response time. After 5 minutes you sighed, your friend gave a quick wave and you turned your attention to her.

‘No text?’

‘Yeah.’

She rolled her eyes. ‘Fuck them.’

You smiled and gave the chuckle sign. You left your phone to the side, opting to focus your attention on the food and your friends' plan on what to do next.

You got home at 5 when the sun started to set now. It was kind of nice the longer nights and the cold weather.

You felt the vibration of your phone.

‘We don't know any asl. If you're still up for it you could start today.’

You titled your head and thought for a quick second.

‘That's fine I can read lips well. Or we can write/text.’

‘Okay see you at 6, heres my address *_________*.’

It was 5:05 now and from what you can remember that house was reasonably close just to walk to. You went into the kitchen where your dad was.

‘I have new job 6 pm finish at 3 am.’

You're father's eyes widened.

‘Long time work. You got job why?’

‘Extra money before going to Gallaudet.’ He nodded.

‘Ok, I'll inform your mom.’

‘Thanks. I start tonight.’

‘Ok I'll tell her when she's finished grocery shopping.’

‘You make what?’

‘Lasagna.’

‘Nice. I'll eat, finish, then go to work.’

You grabbed the lasagna and cut out a medium size square and sat next to your dad. He was watching the movie Monster-In-Law. Your dad has always liked rom-cons for some reason. You watched Jennifer Lawrence as a waiter at a fancy upscale party and looked at the guy she thought was cute.

You looked at the time at it was 5:40 pm. You waved to get your dads attention.

‘Going to work.’

He nodded. ‘Text me when you get to work.’

You went to the room and grabbed a hoodie since it was starting to get colder. It was a quick 10 minute walk from your house. You gave a slight knock to the door and waited.

The door opened and a disheveled looking man with wide eyes.

He began to speak. “Hi sorry, Abby won't…” he stopped in realization, he held up a finger for 1, and rushed to get paper and a pen.

“Sorry I'm still getting ready Abby is being a pain. Give me 5 minutes and I'll come back out.”

You read the sloppy writing and nodded. You motioned you to come in and you did. There was a little girl on the floor drawing. She looked at you and gave a small smile. You returned it. You got a crayon and wrote something down.

‘Hi! My name is Abby’

‘Hi, my name it Y/N.’

‘Mike told me you were deef’

‘It's deaf sweetie and yes I am.’

Just as Abby was about to write more Mike came out of the room. He had a pen and paper.

‘This is my sister Abby. She already ate but there are snacks in the fridge. The gig is $ an hour. It's low for right now but I am going to get another job soon with better pay, just gotta pass the interview. Her bedtime is at 9:30 latest 10.’

You read through it quickly and nodded. ‘Okay got it. What is you name?’

Mike reddened from embarrassment. ‘Mike what is yours?’

‘Y/N.’

‘Okay I have to go. Call text me if anything happens or any questions you have.’

You nodded and watched as Mike gave his sister a hug and said "see you later.’ You turned away as Mike began to say to call if the babysitter does anything.

Abby rushed back next to you.

‘Can you teach me some signs?’

You gave a smile and nodded.

She quickly scribbbled something down. ‘You have a pretty smile :).’

You gave an another and chuckled. ‘Thank you Abby. Here this is your first sign: thank you.’

She read and smiled looking up at you in anticipation. You brought your palm up and your fingertips touching your chin, you brought it down and slightly out before your chest.

‘Thank you.’

Abby repeated the sign a couple of times before you were satisfied with it.

‘Let's start with the Alphabet.

A B C……”

You wrote that letter and would point to the ones you were about to sign. Abby soaked it all in. She was excited to learn ASL, you found it endearing. Time flew and you started to point at a random letter and Abby would give the sign. You signed names and places to get her familiar with it.

It was already 9:10 and Abby yawned.

‘You look tired. Let's get you ready for bed.’

Abby nodded, sadly, as she rubbed her eyes. She led you to her. You tucked her in. She momentarily forgot.

“Goodnight Y/N.”

She gave a smile and signed goodnight as her. She gave a tired smile and signed it too. You put her night lights on and closed the door.

You went to the living room and snooped around. Abby left her crayons and pencils out, there was a couple of chapter books by the TV, you assumed were Mike's.

A thought occurred to you. You pulled out your phone and texted Mike

‘Just put Abby to bed, she ate a snack apple and some cheez itz before bed too.’

‘Okay, thank you. You can sleep as well if you want. I'll be home around 3:30.’

‘Okay got it.’

The conversation stopped and you gravitated towards the books and picked up a random one.

You nodded off around 1 am. You felt a shake and your eyes fluttered open. You saw Mike and gave a wave. You were about to start signing but grabbed your phone.

‘Sorry I was reading and I guess I fell asleep.’

He pulled his phone and read the text before replying. ‘Don't worry I don't mind.’

Before you could respond, he messaged again. ‘You can stay the night if you want to. There's no car so Im assuming you took the bus.’

‘I walked. I live right down the street. I don't mind walking back.’

‘No please I would feel better if you stayed, it's freezing and dark as hell.’

You puffed your cheeks and debated. It wasn't too far of a walk but understood his worry, it was also like 3 am and cold as hell apparently. You glanced up at him and saw he was staring. He coughed and looked away. You blushed, well yes he was dropped dead hot even with his disheveled look, if anything that added to the charm.

You gave a sigh and nodded. ‘Okay let me tell my parents so they don't worry.’

‘Okay great. Let me get you a blanket and some pjs.’

You texted your parents the update, and waited. You ohone vibrated, and you look up and saw Mike standing.

‘They in my room across from Abby's. I'll wait here so you can change.’

You nodded and got him. You entered his room, closed and locked the door. You saw the pjs plaid bottom that was soft. You looked around as you changed and saw his room was fairly organized clutter on his night stand and a clutter of books by the bed. His room was a pretty green color and his sheets were dark gray. You saw that under there was a bigger hoodie for you and it was a lot thicker.

You immediately put it on and was met with a cinnamon bourbon smell. You assumed it was his body wash, or deodorant, or even cologne. It smelt nice.

You made your way out and this time you had to shake him. He ended up falling asleep on the couch for the couple of minutes you were changing.

After a couple shakes he woke up and yawned. He grabbed the phone.

‘Sorry. Alright you welcome to anything in the fridge for breakfast before you leave, just lock the door and text when you do.’

‘Okay got it, goodnight.’

‘Goodnight.’

He got up and you sat down. He gave a little wave bye and you smiled at him.

You couldn't see it but he blushed as he walked into his room, feeling slight butterflies in his stomach.

You nodded off, dream filled with you and Mike in his room. Coincidently Mike had the same dream setting but more focused on the bed part.

It was 9 am when you woke up, Abby was watching tv cuddle by you on the floor. You gently tapped her shoulder and she squealed and smiled.

‘Hi N/S.’

‘Hi Abby. Goodmorning.’

It clicked what that sign was and she signed it back. She gave you pencil and paper and her drawing clipboard.

‘I have to go, do you want me to cook you something before I go.’

Abby nodded shly and you got up from the kitchen, you scanned the fridge and saw there was eggs and bacon, also there was some green onions. Omelet and bacon it is.

You cooked as Abby watched TV, bugs bunny and daffy duck. You made 3 plates, one for you, one for Abby, and one for me. You set it down in front of her.

‘Thank you.’ You smiled and nodded.

You ate and watched the show with her. Once you were done you grabbed the paper. ‘Okay I have to go, I'll text your brother but you should wake him up soon.’ Abby nodded, and as you were about to leave you realized were still in his pajamas and you left your clothes in his room. Abby saw the hesitation.

‘Whats wrong?’

‘I left my clothes in youe brothers room.’

‘It's open, he leaves it unlocked for me to go in and wake him up.’

You nodded, and walked to his door. You gave a knock before entering. He was still asleep, on his stomach. You tiptoed around, carefully not to step on anything that would make noise. You looked around the end of the bed, you picked up his clothes and found yours right where you left them. You turned yo look at him and noticed he was on his back, also he was shirtless, and that there was a tent in his blanket.

You grew warm at the realization and quickly and quietly rushed out of his room. You went to the bathroom and changed. You messaged Mike there was food and you were headed out now.

You left after signing bye to Abby again. You walked home and went immediately back to bed, the tiredness hitting you mid walk was unbearable.

You woke up to you mom shaking you.

‘12:30, wake up.’

You waved her off and was met with another shake. You groaned and flipped over to get up right.

‘Both father and I, going out to meet up with friends til 3. I made sandwiches, yours in the fridge on the 3rd shelf.’

“Ok. See you later, love you.’

‘Love you.’

Your mom walked off, and layed in bed. Your dream coming back to you.

Flashes popped up, you, Abbys and Mike having a picnic, you and Mike on a date, then the images of you and Mike making it in his room. You immediately shot up and scrambled out of bed and out of your room. You went to the kitchen and got some water.

Great now you had a crush for the dude you were babysitting his little sister for. Perfect. What could possibly go wrong here? You grabbed your phone from your pocket and saw there was a message from Mike.

‘Hey thank you for the food that was sweet.’

‘Oh it was no problem :)’

‘Hey I got called in 3 to 10 would you mind coming over again? If not, it's okay we haven't even gone over the schedule and what not.’

‘That's fine I'll be over at 2: 30 then?’

‘Yea thank you.’

You opened the fridge and there was the sandwich, you grabbed it, a coke, and then picked up a bag of chips next to the fridge.

Time passed as you watched Ella Enchanted. Once the movie was finished you went to your room and got ready quickly. You texted your parents as you locked up that you had another shift and would be home around 10 or 11 tonight.

You got there exactly at 2:30 and knocked. Mike was there with his phone in hand and looking cute though that didn't even cross you mind at all. Mike smiled.

He opened the door fully and stepped to the side.

‘Thank you again. I appreciate it. When I get home we'll talk about the schedule and everything then?’

‘Yeah that's fine.’

‘Okay bye.’

‘Bye have a good day at work.’ Mike gave you a grin and wink which threw you off. He hurried and gave Abby a hug and left.

The day passed by as you taught Abby some more signs, and then you made her dinner and watched TV with her as you ate. The night ended with the two of you doodling on the floor. She had a bear, a bunny, a fox, and a chicken all holding hands. You vaguely remembered that old chain that shut down a while back. You shrugged it off as she must've loved those weird animatronics.

You put Abby to bed at 9:45. You watched the TV the rest of the time with the subtitles on for the cartoons. You saw the door open from the corner of your eye and saw Mike exhausted coming through the door. You wrote a quick question in if he wanted food and handed it to him. He gave a quick nod.

You went to the kitchen, and heated up the left dinner. You gave it to him and he gave thanks. You started to pick up Abby's paper and left them on the kitchen table with her pencils. You turned around and then bumped into Mike. Your head hit his mouth.

You blinked as the pain slowly faded. You signed sorry and Mike waved you off. It's okay.

You were still pretty close as Mike held his mouth and chin. You saw there was a little red still. You didn't notice he the deep breath he took to calm himself.

Can you read lips?

You nodded and titled your hand back and forth.

Your eyebrows furrowed as he let go of his chin.

You're very pretty.

You're shot up at him, and you blushed. He smiled. If you're free tomorrow I don't work, maybe you could teach me ASL while Abby's in school.

You found yourself nodding, and Mike winked at you and put his plate in the sink. You felt giddy for tomorrow.

You left in a rush, even though Mkke offered the couch again. You politely declined writing that you it was okay and your parents expected you. He waved and winked goodbye. You never expected him to be so ... coy? It was kind of hot.

You've dated, of course, but Mike was something refreshing. All of the people you dated were kind of nerdy and quiet, which you didn't mind, but the relationships didn't last long. While Mike was a secret book nerd, he was teasing and so fucking hot.

The next day rolled around, and at 10, you met him at the diner. You wrote down your order, and the teo of you sat in silence.

[existencebringsonlypain]

1-70 skip all needed if they make you uncomfy

*deep inhale*

LONG POST INCOMING!

01: Do you have a good relationship with your parents?

yeah! they're lovely people

02: Who did you last say I love you" to?

probably my mom

03: Do you regret anything?

I regret many things. can I think of any right now? no

04: Are you insecure?

not really, generally

05: What is your relationship status?

single, but also a minor and aroace so it's not sad or anything

06: How do you want to die?

preferably suddenly without prior notice. that way I couldn't have regrets

07: What did you last eat?

a werthers caramel

08: Played any sports?

nope

09: Do you bite your nails?

not bite with my teeth, but I pick at them often

10: When was your last physical fight?

.....I cannot remember if I ever have fought anyone physically. don't think I have

11: Do you like someone?

I like a lot of people. romantically? no

12: Have you ever stayed up 48 hours?

yea. completely accidentally at first, but at one point i thought "ha, I've come this far, I'm just gonna hold out" and then I did

13: Do you hate anyone at the moment?

hate is a strong word. that said, I suppose I might hate jack, cody, juan, and phoenix from school

14: Do you miss someone?

uhhhhh not really

15: Have any pets?

four cats and two dogs. three out of four cats are rescues

16: How exactly are you feeling at the moment?

throat hurts but overall feel the same as ever. which is to say, not much.

17: Ever made out in the bathroom?

no. do people do that???

18: Are you scared of spiders?

not really, unless they're actively on me. theyre fuzzy and adorable

19: Would you go back in time if you were given the chance?

....no. I don't want to forget to do something and regret it for the rest of eternity

20: Where was the last place you snogged someone?

im aroace

21: What are your plans for this weekend?

take care of neighbors cat and otherwise sleep

22: Do you want to have kids? How many?

no. might at some point tho, but adopted, and only if they're older. only one.

23: Do you have piercings? How many?

ears pierced, nothing else. only one

24: What is/are/were your best subject(s)?

art, english, math

25: Do you miss anyone from your past?

no. mostly because I've forgotten them. cue existential fear of forgetting childhood friends etc etc

26: What are you craving right now?

anything cold

27: Have you ever broken someone's heart?

not to my knowledge

28: Have you ever been cheated on?

never dated

29: Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry?

nope

30: What's irritating you right now?

physical symptoms. am sick

31: Does somebody love you?

romantically? not to my knowledge. platonically? hopefully lol

32: What is your favourite color?

lavender. it took maybe four fifths of my life to figure that one out

33: Do you have trust issues?

if trusting too much counts, yeah

34: Who/what was your last dream about?

don't remember

35: Who was the last person you cried in front of?

probably random school people. I have issues with breaking down at school. usually can suppress it tho

36: Do you give out second chances too easily?

no, don't think so. if you break my trust I won't give it back easily

37: ls it easier to forgive or forget?

forget. don't mind how it's pretty much never optional for me

38: Is this year the best year of your life?

nOPE

39: How old were you when you had your first kiss?

older than I am now

40: Have you ever walked outside completely naked?

outside of my house? absolutely not

51: Favourite food?

actually do not know. crunchwraps from taco bell are very good. chow mein from panda express is VERY good. canned corned beef hash is great. that indian dish with the flatbread you dip in the spinach is v good.

52: Do you believe everything happens for a reason?

nope lol. some shit just happens

53: What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night?

uhhhhh don't remember. probably listened to a YouTube video

54: Is cheating ever okay?

look man i'm aroace and barely even understand what attraction is. i'm not the guy to ask about this

55: Are you mean?

not intentionally

56: How many people have you fist fought?

a whopping 0, here's hoping it stays that way

57: Do you believe in true love?

nah. it's all a spectrum. how long love lasts may be longer than your lifetime, but I don't think it's infinite. then again never been in love so

58: Favourite weather?

thunderstorm. the dark kind

59: Do you like the snow?

literally never seen it irl

60: Do you wanna get married?

nope. unless it's for tax benefits

61: Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby?

no that is so gross imo. you are calling me an infant. but again aroace

62: What makes you happy?

no clue, it varies and isn't guaranteed

63: Would you change your name?

eh. maybe. it'd take some time to get used to, maybe wouldn't want to put in the effort

64: Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed?

I'd kiss fluffy the cat as many times as it took for her to understand its an affection thing

65: Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do?

panic

66: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around?

yea. Ben D. he's great

67: Who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to?

my brother probably

68: Who's the last person you had a deep conversation with?

depends what you call deep. if this counts than whoever's reading this

69: Do you believe in soulmates?

isn't this a repeat? either way no, not exclusive to individual people anyway

70: Is there anyone you would die for?

prolly most of my friends and my parents

[real-time-twilight]

New Moon in Real Time

September 13, 2005 (Tuesday)

Moon Phase on This Day: Waxing Gibbous 🌔

🌄 Sunrise: 6:51 AM

🌅 Sunset: 7:35 PM

New Moon, Ch. 1-2 ("Party", "Stitches")

8:15 AM (Approx.) - Bella wakes up from a nightmare of growing old while Edward stays young

8:45 AM (Approx.) - Bella drives to school

8:50 AM (Approx.) - Edward and Alice greet Bella at school; Alice informs Bella that she will be having a birthday party for Bella at the Cullen house that evening

9:00 AM - Edward and Bella go to English class

12:00 PM - Bella, Edward and Alice go to lunch

3:00 PM - Edward drives Bella home in her truck

3:05 PM (Approx.) - Edward and Bella arrive at her house

3:10 PM (Approx.) - Bella turns on Franco Zefferelli's Romeo and Juliet (1968)

5:40 PM (Approx.) - Bella cries when Juliet awakes; Edward laments the difficulty of vampire suicide and explains the Volturi to Bella

5:50 PM (Approx.) - Charlie arrives home with pizza

6:45 PM (Approx.) - Edward tells Charlie about Alice's planned party for Bella

7:00 PM (Approx.) - Edward and Bella leave for the party; Edward informs Bella that Emmett and Rosalie are home from Africa

7:15 PM (Approx.) - Edward and Bella arrive at the Cullen House

7:20 PM (Approx.) - Alice declares it time to open presents

7:21 PM (Approx.) - Bella cuts her finger on the wrapping paper of her present from Edward; Jasper attempts to attack Bella; Edward throws Bella into the table, shattering the glass plates and cutting her arm.

7:22 PM (Approx.) - Emmett and Rosalie remove Jasper to the backyard; Esme follows; Carlisle examines Bella's injuries and moves her to the kitchen to remove the glass

7:23 PM (Approx.) - Edward reluctantly leaves the room

7:25 PM (Approx.) - Alice leaves the room as Carlisle removes the glass from Bella's arm

7:30 PM (Approx.) - Carlisle finishes stitching Bella's arm; Bella and Carlisle discuss his work, faith in God, hope for redemption, Edward's history and his reluctance to change Bella

7:40 PM (Approx.) - Edward returns to the kitchen; Alice gives Bella a clean shirt to change into

7:45 PM (Approx.) - Edward and Bella depart the Cullen House

8:00 PM (Approx.) - Edward and Bella pull up in front of the Swan house; Bella asks Edward to stay the night

8:03 PM (Approx.) - Bella enters the house, talks briefly with Charlie, and gets ready for bed.

8:15 PM (Approx.) - Bella goes to her room where Edward is waiting for her, opens the rest of her presents

8:30 PM (Approx.) - Bella and Edward share an intense kiss that disturbs her slightly, and settles into bed with a sense of foreboding

Pictured: Olivia Hussey and Leonard Whiting as Juliet Capulet and Romeo Montague in Franco Zefferelli's Romeo and Juliet (1968)

*these times have been edited since first posting.

[shadowoffandoms]

i just watched the entire sonic 2 movie and a few episodes of sonic boom it is 1:05 AM on a school night I should not have done that ™

[mitchywitchythings]

Don’t Believe In Lies

Summary: What happens when you leave a bunch of teenagers in a summer camp at an island? Not to mention that there’s something suspicious going on in that island. Chaos. Chaos is what happens.

Warnings: No Quirk AU, Cannibalism, Violence, Language, Angst?

Paring: Todoroki Shoto X Fem! Reader

Word count: 2,976 Words

Chapter 6 : To Risk Or Not To Risk? | Series Masterlist

The morning contrasted with the one of yesterday. Yesterday was beautiful, perfect even, but today. The clouds were a dark shade of grey that covered the sky and the sun was nowhere to be seen or heard from.

The heavy and powerful splashes of water that came pouring from above could be heard everywhere. Even asleep, the girls from class 1-A couldn’t help but shiver and pull their blankets up higher in an attempt to protect themselves from the relentless rain.

Jolting awake to the roars of the lightning and thunders that came with the rain. A startled gasp was let out. I took in heavy breaths and tried to calm myself down, my beating heart was frantic and I could feel the cold sweat dripping down both my forehead and back. Wiping them off I put a hand to my heart, concentrating on it and tuning out all of the sounds around me, finally managing to control my breathing.

Taking a look around the room, everyone was fast asleep, having good dreams I presume due to the slight smiles on their faces, or maybe it’s because they were relaxed knowing that school is over, even if only for a few months.

Moments like these were rare and fleeting these days. Smiling in contentment at the sight of them, reminded me of back when we still lived in the dorms. I threw the blanket off of me and climbed down from my bunk, grabbing my phone that was charging with all the other phones, I turned it on and checked the time.

“5:36 AM, damn it’s way too early to be up.” I huffed out in irritation.

Yet I can’t find any trace of being tired and wanting to go back to sleep. We were supposed to gather at the main building for breakfast at 8 AM sharp, so instead of being lazy, I decided to grab my things and take a long and relaxing hot shower before any of the other girls could wake up and we start fighting over who’ll be using the shower first.

You’d think there would be multiple showers in the cabin but no, there’s only one and last night let’s just say we fought a lot about who’d use it first. Tsuyu-chan ended up being the first one to use it, which sucks for the rest of us.

The bathroom wasn't luxurious or anything, just the standard bathroom you’d expect from a summer camp. ‘At least they got that one right.’ I jokingly thought. After taking a bath and changing into my clothes for today. I wore casual denim shorts with the camp shirt that the school provided and over that I wore an oversized hoodie that I stole from Shoto months prior, without his knowledge, of course.

Digging through my luggage even further, I finally found my umbrella and the cap that I borrowed from Shoto yesterday. Ironically, the umbrella had a clear and, red pattern all over it, the design of the umbrella was the umbrella corporation logo. I find it ironic having this because well, I think you all get the hint that I hate that fucking messed up corporation.

Taking another look at my phone, I checked the time, 6:05 AM. Still too early to be up, best to do something more productive than doing nothing. Outside the cabin, the rain was still pouring down cats and dogs. ‘I regret not packing more warmer clothes.’ I groaned, cursing myself for thinking that it'd be hot and sunny the whole time during the trip.

Grabbing my earphones from my pocket, frustrated that they became tangled up. Doing what must be done, I plugged them back into my phone, playing a random song then walked out of the cabin. But of course, luck wasn’t on my side and my hopes of having a peaceful morning were all torn down the drain.

“Where do you think you're going?” Mina dragged me back into the cabin.

“To explore.” I scoffed, raising my eyebrow at her.

Mocking me by scoffing back, she began to pull out her hoodie from her bag, “Without me?”

“I couldn’t sleep and you were. Didn't feel like waking you up.” In response, she gave me a tired smile, “C’mon, go back to smiling. You look so tired, I’ll show you around the camp later when you’re more awake.” Before she could argue back, I looked at her with a warning look.

“O-Oh.” She gulped dryly, “If you insist.” She plopped back onto her bed quickly.

Sighing in disappointment towards myself, I shrugged it off and rationalized that she’ll forgive me for glaring at her. ‘I didn’t mean it, I just couldn’t help it.’

~~~

A slight misty fog covered the whole camp as the smell of wet dirt and greenery-filled my nostrils. If you inhaled and exhaled, you could see the steam come out of your mouth. ‘I wonder why this place feels so cold, I can recall checking the weather reports and expecting more sunny and warm days instead of this.’ I yawned as I stretched nearby the lake.

The men under the umbrella corporation from yesterday, the amount of them reduced greatly today. And I don’t even know whether or not I should be worried about that. There were still a few men that I passed by when I was surveying the area, they were on patrol, still wearing full armored uniforms and carrying guns, which made me uncomfortable. I’m sure it will make everyone else uncomfortable later when they see them.

By now it was 7 AM and the rain hadn’t stopped yet. I had already walked all over the whole camp. And it was bigger than I initially expected. The camp was filled with the usual things you’d expect in a summer camp, rock climbing, obstacle courses, zip lines, and even a baseball field. But that’s not all they have their own laboratory!

All that’s great and all, but my suspicion arises at the firing range that they have on the campsite. It’s a bit far from our cabin, around a 10-minute walk. 2 umbrella corporation men were guarding it, so I couldn’t see much. All I could see were target bags and paper outlines of people with a target on them. I also have a bit about the guns used, and I’m happy to report that it’s all BB guns or paintball. Still hurts though it doesn’t kill anyone.

“Why would they need those?” I wondered to myself out loud when I passed by it.

The men eyed me with death glares, telling me to move along because the range isn’t yet open. He mentions as well that we could only use it by schedule along with our teachers supervising us.

Moving on and going back to the laboratory on the campus site, the door of it was the push to open type, it was made out of tempered glass and to avoid onlookers from looking inside and disturbing, they plastered a dark shade of tint all over the door. Of course, I tried getting in. Even attempted to pick the lock with a hairpin, which resulted in me breaking my hairpin in an attempt to open the door.

Walking on by the shore of the lake, just enjoying the view it offered, it was serene and absolutely captivating. Despite the weather not being the best, it didn’t take away from its beauty. Instead, it added to it, somehow the lake looked more beautiful when the rain was dropping in on it.

The surface of the lake moved so suddenly and weirdly. My heart began to fasten as my eyes narrowed down on it. Just as fast as the unknown object moved, it disappeared right away. ‘Fuck…’ The rain stopped coincidentally as I walked towards the lake, I threw the umbrella I was still holding from before to the ground and took off my shoes and socks. Stepping into the lake, I shuddered at how cold it was, goosebumps rose and the hair at the back of my neck stood up straight. ‘I know this is incredibly stupid, but I have to know if what I think it is, is right.’

Walking even more into the lake, only stopping when the water was up to my knees. There was a disturbance again in the water, it moved violently and headed straight towards me, quickly taking a fighting stance. I raised my fist and aimed at it, prepared for whatever was going to throw itself at me. It headed fast towards me, moving closer and closer until it was almost arm's length away from me.

“(Y/n), what are you doing?” Shoto yawned, stretching on the shore, perfectly safe and sound.

“Huh!?” My concentration broke and I looked back at him for only a second, “Shit, where’d it go?” I whispered to myself because when I looked at it, whatever it was, it was gone.

There was no trace of it or anything, not even a ripple in the water. It was completely calm and left untouched except for the part where I’m standing in it. I was confused, was it scared away because Shoto showed up or something like that? Could it perhaps be that it wasn’t what I thought it was initially, that maybe it’s just a fish? It doesn’t seem that far-fetched when you think about it, but we’re dealing with the Umbrella Corporation so expect the unexpected.

“(Y/n), you haven’t answered my question. What are you doing in the water? You should get out of it now or you’ll get sick.” Grabbing the umbrella from off the ground, he motioned me to come to him, then he rubbed his eyes to try and get rid of his sleepiness.

“I swear, I thought I sa-“ I quickly cut myself off in the realization of what I was doing, “Nothing, Shoto. Just wanted to feel the water a bit.” Smiling at him

He gave me a weird look but didn’t question any further, “Okay… You’ve felt the water now get out of it before you get sick, it’s freezing.”

He grabbed the umbrella that was carelessly tossed to the ground, closing it and waiting for me patiently to get out of the water. A tired look on his face that still wasn’t erased by his efforts from before. I looked back once more to the lake, somewhat hoping that whatever was there would be back at this very moment so that I could do my thing. Unfortunately for me, it was gone.

With a small disappointed sigh, I walked back to the shore. With each step I took, the water became disrupted and loud choosing sounds could be heard, “I find it weird that this supposed education camp looks more of a military training camp, I didn’t know this is what I signed up for” Shoto pointed out in a sleepy voice, randomly.

“Yeah, I even pictured and grabbed a copy of the map for this whole place. Guess what, they even have a shooting range.”

“Guess everyone is asleep and tired from yesterday.” I gestured to the deserted camp, finally stepping onto the false security of the ground.

“Yeah, I only woke up because I accidentally set up an alarm last night. Bakugo became furious and kicked me out.” Pouting he rubbed his eyes again, sighing in frustration he gave up on trying to rub away the sleepiness.

“Sounds rough, do you wanna sleep in my cabin? I’m pretty sure I can sneak you in easily.” I asked innocently with a glint of mischief in my eyes

“It's tempting... As much as I would love to cuddle with you, it’d be very inappropriate, Iida and our teachers would be very mad and disappointed in us.” His voice dry as he wrapped his arm around me from behind while I was still putting in my socks and shoes

“C’mon Sho, it was a joke. You should probably get used to them.” I laughed at his words, sometimes he was always taking things way too seriously!

“Oh…” He deadpanned, his tone slightly disappointed

~~~

By now everyone has gathered in the main building for breakfast. After that, each class has been given a schedule for today, only in the morning though since they’ve given us free time for the rest of the day.

The fresh aroma of bacon, eggs, sausages, and fresh milk filled the air. Students with different preferences for their breakfast, filled their stomachs till they were so full they could drop dead. I sat with my classmates at the tables that were reserved specifically for our class.

The morning weather got better as time progressed, slowly but surely the water that was left by the rain just at least an hour ago started to dry up as the sun finally decided to make an appearance. Gracing is with its powerful warm rays.

“Ahem! Excuse me! May I have your humble attention?!” The over-enthusiastic blonde camp counselor from last night grabbed everyone’s attention, forcing them to stop shoving their food in their mouth for a second.

“You have it now, continue.” Aizawa-sensei spoke from behind her, still in his sleeping bag and eating a single piece of bacon with his bare hand.

“Okay, so I wanted to begin with a good morning! How have you guys been feeling?” She quipped into the microphone

Groans of annoyance and disappointment were the replies from the crowd, “I understand as well! It’s totally relatable, I mean have you guys seen the weather?! Man, it’s crazy! Well moving on from that, right after breakfast we’ll meet at the stadium nearest to the lake got it, kids?” She smacked enthusiastically which made another groan of boredom in response occur, “It’s for our opening ceremony! That’s all, thank you!”

She gave a little bow before exiting the stage, with applause following after her.

~~~

After breakfast, the crowd gathered onto the seats provided for them, separated by grade and section. I sat next to Uraraka and we waited for at least 5 more minutes before the opening ceremony began.

“Good morning! Everyone full?” The man with long hair tied up in a man bun this asked time, from last night and a series of yes responded, “Alright then, that’s good to hear. Now for the welcoming speech, the director of this camp will give it to you. Please lend your ears to Mr. Chris Redfield!”

Emerging from out of nowhere was the man himself, Chris fucking Redfield. ‘Just my fucking luck. You have got to be bitching with me right now! He’ll fucking recognize me! And why is he even here? That’s just so random, isn’t he supposed to be on missions or something like that? Last I heard, he was somewhere in Europe looking for a kid or something like that.’ Panic filled me on the inside, and on the outside, however, I gave the exact expression Shoto usually gave, emotionless. I couldn’t panic, if I did I would only blow my cover.

“Good morning, I am the director of camp Akugoku. Here in this camp, you will learn skills and get experiences from outside of your regular classroom.” He walked around the stage, looking closely at us one by one like he was trying to find someone, “Here you will learn and hone your skills in order to survive. I’m not a man who likes to explain too much so that's all. Welcome to camp.” He finished and stopped in the middle of the stage, eyes locking onto mine.

My breath hitched as I took a nervous gulp. For a second I was shaken and disturbed by the new found information. Why the Hell, out of all people did it have to be him?! He’s not director material! What the fuck was going on in umbrella’s damn mind when they were assigning him to the the director here!

Tearing my gaze away from him, my hands instinctively snakes its way into Shoto’s, gripping it tightly, desperately as if I was afraid to let go, which is true. I felt like if I let go of his hands, everything I have and love will disappear right in front of me. Even if I looked away, I could still feel Chris’ stare boring into me. I let out an accidental whimper at his gaze, which made the dual haired boy realize that something was wrong.

He had just realized how tightly I was gripping onto his hand, so he looked to where I was looking at before and his eyes met with the apparent director’s. His protective mode turned on, so he interlocked our fingers and brought it to his lap with his other hand, he cradled it and without fail, his eyes never broke from the director's, the tension only growing stronger.

For what felt like minutes were only mere seconds, Chris was the one to finally break the staring contest between them and nodded at us before exiting the stage, passing the microphone to Yoshida or better known as the over hyper blonde counselor. Only when he got off the stage did my eyes follow onto his figure. He turned a corner then disappeared, I cursed under my breath in frustration.

“Wow! Such a warm welcome from our very own director, thank you! Now let’s give him a round of applause, please!” We followed her instructions

“You okay, (Y/n)? You seemed uncomfortable when he looked at you.” My boyfriend whispered into my ear.

“Never better, I just didn’t like how he stared at me for so long.” I whispered back

“It’s alright as long as I’m here I won’t let anything happen to you, so you don’t have anything to worry about.”

“Thank you, you’re so caring!” Squeezing his hand gratefully, I leaned onto his body slightly.

He only hummed in response.

[dreamslogs]

October 5, 2022: Log #63

🌩️Weather: Sunny with a high of 77, low of 45, humidity of 44%, feels like 66

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🎃8:00 AM: Wake up & do a quick morning routine

👻8:30 AM: Head for campus while talking to my mom & eating breakfast in the car

I ate a premiere protein caramel shake

🎃9:15 AM: Hangout with some friends from Japanese class

👻9:30 AM: Japanese lab

🎃10:10 AM: Japanese class

👻11:00 AM: Leave campus while talking to my mom

🎃11:15 AM: Do some quick grocery shopping

👻11:40 AM: Get home & eat a quick snack

I ate Quaker Buttermilk Ranch Rice Cakes

🎃12:00 PM: Do some readings for Historical Archaeology

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📺What I Watched While Working: Scooby-Doo Where Are You!

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👻1:00 PM: Eat lunch while watching Safiya Nygaard

I ate a snack plate of grapes, pepperoni, cheese cubes, carrots, humus, pickles, and okra

🎃2:00 PM: Take a nap

👻3:00 PM: Head to campus while talking to my mom

🎃4:00 PM: Biological Anthropology class

👻5:15 PM: Head home

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🎵Car Music: My Chemical Romance on shuffle

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🎃5:30 PM: Watch an episode of Andor

👻6:45 PM: Watch Abbott Elementary while hanging out with my roommates

🎃8:30 PM: Eat dinner

I ate a spinach salad and vodka pasta

👻9:30 PM: Eat a nighttime snack

I ate a lime popsicle

🎃10:15 PM: Separate for bed

👻10:30 PM: Do day 4 of my workout challenge

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📺What I Watched While Working Out: Violating Community Guidelines

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🎃11:00 PM: Do a quick shower & nighttime routine

👻11:10 PM: Read the Song of Achilles for a little bit

🕯️Candle Scent

Bath & Body Works: Mahogany Apple

🎃11:40 PM: Settle down in bed & watch Attack on Titan

👻12:05 AM: Turn everything off, take melatonin, and scroll social media until I fall asleep

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🖋️Notes on the day🖋️

Honestly, I was a little bored today because I didn’t have much to do. I love when I don’t have homework or much school work - but I’m at that point where I’m not sure what to do with my time when I don’t have something pressing to do. A good problem to have, I guess. I want so badly just eat junk food because it’s easy but I’m trying to stay strong and eat stuff I know I should instead. I’m also trying not to have late night snacks because I also did that a lot. Other than that, I am proud of my progress. Small barely there progress, but progress nonetheless.

[nataleykim]

05/06/2024 at 1:54 PM

Today I woke up at 8:40 am to go to my 10 am chem lecture, but I slept at 3:00 the night before so I only got like 5 hrs and 40 min of sleep. I feel my brain health deteriorating. 🤣🤣🤣🤣

I didn’t get breakfast because I was running late to class, but I got a coffee before my next class so that was my brekkie. Then I had Cava with my beautiful friends Nikki and Scar 🫶🫶 it was so buss.

I have so much homework to do and a chem midterm I need to study for my stress levels are actually insane. Like lowkey I think my hair be falling out. Ummmm it’s ok #livelaughlovethruthepain

I would rate today a 8/10 because I enjoyed seeing my friends today but mentally a 4/10 cuz of school stress.

[realsacred]

::’ How to survive school! ‘::

Uk secondary edition! (Ks3!)

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Year 8!

- Studying! -

Now that you’re in year 8 you’ll be learning more things. Aka “Building on the basics” the basics being what you learned in year 7! It helps to revise all your notes after school! Just have a read-through for 5 minutes for each subject!

(For school supplies and study methods you can have a look on TikTok,Pinterest,YouTube or Google. I have a brief list of supplies and study methods on my yr 7 post!)

Please if you haven’t already start keeping to a routine. For example (my routine):

7:30 am - wake up

7:35 am - Make bed

7:38 am - Breakfast

7:45 am - Brush teeth, skincare and hair

8:00 am - Get dressed into uniform

8:05 am - accessories

8:08 am - Check bag and pack snack

8:10 am - shoes and jacket if it’s cold

8:13 am - leave for school

8:30 am - 4:30 pm school

4:48 pm - take uniform off

4:50 pm - unpack lunchbox and rest until 5:15 pm

5:15 pm - do homework that’s assigned

5:50 pm - Revision

6:30 pm - Adding extra stuff to my notes

6:50 pm - finish studying

(Night routine + rest)

As you can see it’s a pretty simple 1hr 35m study routine which for me is very effective. Try and develop your own routine because it can keep you on track and really lowers the chaos level.

You can start wearing light makeup if you wish. (TikTok has great examples)

Start making your notes more descriptive, and write down anything YOU think is necessary + the required notes.

When you are taking notes stick to a colour scheme on that page, it helps if you don’t have an entire rainbow in your notebook. Also don’t highlight EVERYTHING, only what’s highlighted on the source you’re copying from and a few extra things that you feel you need for revision and exams. (Keyword :etc..)

I’ve seen this a lot when I was in year 8, people make their titles size of half the page in calligraphy. It takes up class time and is not needed. Try making a simple one or two line title with your pen or highlighter.

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- Appearance! -

l'm guessing you probably wear uniform!

For girls I recommend rolling your skirt up once if you have knee length skirts. If you have a dress then try have them mid way. If you have ankle length skirts then leave them as so!

(Sorry!)

If you are allowed to wear accessories, I recommend small necklaces, simple rings and crystal or beaded bracelets. Any hair accessories which match your uniform can also help!

If you aren't allowed accessories then get cute shoes! Please make sure they fit into the description of the shoes you need! For me personally I have Mary janes! But depending on your uniform you can wear doc martins or

"ballerina" shoes! You can also have a backpack of your liking and packed lunch, they don't need to match and they don't need to have specific colours (unless your school requires you to) keep it simple and cute!

If your school requires you to have your hair up and you care about that rule then I recommend half up half down, ponytail with your hair curled, braids or anything off Pinterest/TikTok!

If you are allowed nail polish or don't care if you aren't allowed, I recommend white, blue or black! Or whichever matches your uniform or is to your liking!

Please wear deodorant and body mist/cologne, it's not flattering if vou smell like a dumpster!

(This is copy and pasted, I can’t give more advice on appearance.)

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- Social! -

Now that you have a friend group from last year you can stick to them.

I recommend still trying to talk to people and being nice and maybe make a couple light friendships because IF your friend group breaks apart you’ll still have people to hangout with.

(If you want tips on how to make friends etc. go to my yr 7 post aka part 1)

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(Sorry that this was short!! I’ll post yr 9 tmrw or later today!)