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chuluoyi · 7 months

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studying for dummies

- fushiguro megumi x reader

you have an important exam coming up and are having a hard time to study. luckily, your boyfriend knows how to make you feel better

genre/warnings: college au, total fluff !!!

notes: i love writing college aus for megumi bc he never got the chance to in that cursed manga called jjk :') to the nonnie who asked for this, i knew i have to write it when i received your ask ehe <3

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"Why is this so hard..."

Megumi turned to you, sliding his headphones off with a questioning look when he heard you sigh once again, plopping your head down on the textbook. "What if I don't make it? What if I have to repeat a year? Ugh..."

Megumi continued to stare at you, with a flat expression. "So long as you study, you'll pass."

You threw him a sullen look, irked. "I know that! But studying itself is hard!"

The graduation exam was fast approaching and everyone in your grade was losing their head for a reason. Well, not your boyfriend though. While you were busy cramming your poor brain with ethics and physics in his apartment, Megumi was leisurely stuffing his ears with his headphones and catching up to the latest chapter of his favorite manga, without any care of the impending doom.

"You have to take breaks," he scolded then, truly meaning well. "You can't go on without food or rest. And don't overthink it, I'm sure you'll—"

"That's easy for you to say, Megumi—you're a natural genius," you interjected, crestfallen. The stress of failing several tryouts just got to you before you realized it. "Unlike you, I'm a dummy. I have to actually study."

Megumi remained quiet, watching as you turned back to your textbook, determined to give it another shot. Seeing your discouraged expression, something in his heart softened slightly.

And in that moment, he knew what he had to do to lift your spirits up.

He walked over to the little kitchen in his apartment to whip you some lunch, and throughout it all, you were still fixated on your studies, occasionally talking to yourself.

"Can Yuji even solve this problem...? I can take being called dumb but surely I can't be worse than him!"

Megumi found it amusing that you used his best friend as your benchmark for passing. Your way of expressing it brought out a low chuckle from him. How adorable.

Many were wondering what made him to date you—Fushiguro Megumi was always on the top of his class, stoic and indifferent, while you were just... you, a go-getter with cheerful personality that made up most of your academic shortcomings.

To Megumi, you were like a ball of sunshine that he didn't know he needed though. And now, wanted to protect.

While you were still lost in your thoughts and tangled up in physics concepts, he came back to you, gently patting your shoulder. "Hey, I made lunch. Want to join me?"

And needless to say, your eyes lit up with literal stars as you whipped your head towards him. "Yeah!"

Seeing you that excited made something inside Megumi soar. He had always been fond of your smiling face. Watching the fatigue melted a bit from you as you sat down in front of him, a subtle smile found its way onto his lips as well.

"Ooh, hotpot! Megumi, thank you!"

"Yeah, yeah..."

"Mmm! This is tasty!"

"Mm-hmm, have your fill."

You were giddy as you finished your lunch. It was evident that he had prepared the hotpot with your preferences in mind, choosing almost all of your favorite ingredients.

And you were feeling daring now that you knew that he was keeping you in his thoughts.

"Megumi, if I can score higher than 70% in that exam..." you started, smile gradually widening. "Can we celebrate it by going on an overnight trip to Kyushu afterwards? You know... just a little something to look forward to..."

Your boyfriend immediately fixed you with his unwavering gaze, even with his cheeks still filled with rice. But he didn't dwell on it long as he nodded lightly. "Sure."

"Really?!" you beamed, totally bursting with excitement. "Eeep! Megumi! You’re the best!"

How could he ever say no to you when your eyes were literally shimmering with glitters? Megumi never had it in him to. And hey, a trip for two to commemorate your graduation sounded so nice too, it was actually making him eager.

And so, with your tummy full and energy recharged, you enthusiastically redid your mock-up exam. And when you got 90% this time, Megumi actually initiated the first move and pulled you into his lap, giving you a light smooch on the cheek.

“Whoa...” you were so ready to tease him, poking his pink-tinted cheeks. “Do I get a kiss for every mock-up exam well done now?”

He huffed—flushing, turning away with slight frown. “To give you something to look forward to, remember?”

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elsweetheart · 2 years

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ok hi same anon and i agree, i’m not a stone but i love stone identities so much! also can i pls get some nsfw hcs of stone ellie helping her gf de-stress during exam season :))))

stone tops are the backbone of our society i salute them i also giggle and kick my feet for them🫡

combining this request with this one:

your dealer!ellie au is so so so so good !!! her talking about how pretty you are with pretty pink eyes… im literally barking rn pls do a part 2 (maybe with some smut cause im down bad) if you have the chance !!! <3 xoxoxox

it’s dealer!ellie i hope you don’t mind! gotta love our stone stoner 🤭

brief daddy kink mention + obvious usage of weed so skip if that makes u uncomfy. fem reader !

herbal therapy — dealer!ellie

🎀 smut !! reader calls ellie daddy, drugs are involved, mentions of stress

• it had been a long week, you had literally been living in the library with your head buried in your books and laptop preparing for your exams. pressure was being applied from everywhere in your life, and before you reached your breaking point you decided to grant yourself a day to relax.

• well, you don’t exactly decide — you can’t concentrate on your work because you started crying due to the stress, and in that moment you just needed your girlfriend to make it all go away.

• so, you show up to her dorm with your bag and a downturned pout, tears welling in your eyes. her brows furrowed when she saw how done you looked and slowly pulled you into her arms, eyes flickering over you. “oh! hey! you’re crying!” she whispered, eyes wide and face worried.

• she pulled you into her room and shut the door, bringing you over to her bed and sitting down, pulling you onto her lap. “talk to me, what happened?” she was sure to speak gently not knowing how fragile you were feeling. you sniffled loudly, wiping your cheeks with the backs of your hands. “s’just too much. need a night away from it all. wanted to be with you.” you tell her dejectedly and she nods in understanding, squeezing you close and resting her chin on your shoulder. “I’m yours all night, you’ll be alright.” she comfort, kissing your cheek.

• she orders you both a pizza, and god she’s just being so fucking gentle with you it makes you wanna cry everytime you look at her. she even holds you whilst you eat your pizza, her leaning her back to the wall with you laying with your back to her chest, sat up so you can eat. she doesn’t expect you to reply to her too much, but she’ll talk to you quietly in your ear about the movie you’re watching or something that happened to her earlier. her voice is so comforting it soothes you enough for your stress to start melting away a little.

• “you wanna get a little high? might help you relax a little, babe.” she all but whispers in your ear after your food had gone down, the movie on the screen illuminating the room. you turn your face to her, running your eyes over her freckles, her eyebrow scar, her pretty green eyes. it takes you a moment to respond because you’re so mesmerised by her, finally getting out a weak “mhm.” which makes her smile like she’s proud of you, pressing a kiss to your slightly parted lips.

• she prepares it all for you, letting you get the first hit like she always does. the two of you had figured out what your limit was, and honestly the two of you rarely smoked together because she was constantly telling you it was bad for you etc — but times like this did call for a little herbal therapy. you smoked your usual amount until your eyes were all pink and hazy just how she liked it and you felt fuzzy and warm on the inside. she finished off the rest easily, her tolerance way higher.

• she leans back on the bed and you lay down with her, practically trying to climb into her clothes with how close you wanted to be. “wish you could shrink me down so i could be in your pocket all day n’you could take me everywhere.” you hum into her and she chuckles low in her chest, palms flattening against your back as she rubs up and down. “i wouldn’t put you in my pocket, come on now. i’d obviously have you sit on my shoulder like a little parrot. s’way cooler.” she theorises and you pull back, nodding with doe eyes and a serious expression which makes her laugh even more at you taking her answer to heart. “you’re so cute. my cute little lady.” she cups your cheeks with a funny voice making you giggle before she presses her lips to your puckered one’s. you melt into the kiss and it deepens naturally, her hand pushing your lower back to arch you gently into her. you take it one step further, hooking your leg over her thigh and her hands roam lower, squeezing your ass as she slips her tongue into your mouth. you whimper, the weed having you so sensitive to touch that everything felt amazing and you’d barely even started making out. you felt the warmth and wetness begin to spread in your panties and if you weren’t high you might’ve been ashamed over how easy it was.

• her lips attack your neck as she encourages you with her hands to grind against her thigh, causing you to whine in satisfaction at the warm friction against your clit. “mhm?” she cooes against your skin when you do, making you all the more wetter knowing exactly what you had in store. ellie was gonna look after you, just like she always does.

• deciding enough was enough, ellie gently rolled you onto your back— pushing herself up onto her knees as her eyes ran over your heaving figure for a second. “y’wanna take these off for me?” she pat your pants lightly, leaning over to her bedside table to drink out of her water bottle before cupping the back of your neck to sit you up a little and holding it to your lips, pausing you in your undressing. “good girl.” she praised casually, eyes on your wet lips. as she did up the cap of the bottle you were quick to pull off your pants, grabbing at her tshirt to pull her back to you. as you did this, you caught the ghost of a smirk at your desperation on her face before she kissed you again, holding herself up over you.

• her larger hand crept down you, before nudging your thighs a little wider and cupping you through your panties. you gasp at this, and she chuckles at your reaction, digging her fingers in slightly. “ellie…” you whisper against her lips and she pulls away to kiss your chin before dropping her head to look at what her hand was doing. her hand trailed up and brushed over your clit making your legs jerk slightly and her fingers curled around the fabric of your panties. before you could wonder what she was doing, she gently tugged them up, causing the material to bunch and rub against your sensitive button.

• “mm—mgh, o’mygod” you whimpered, not being able to do anything but pant for a moment. she was looking back up at you now, watching your reaction and she let the smirk grace her face once more, continuing to tug. “y’like that?” she mutters, almost slightly taken aback and you nod, swallowing down a thick gulp. “so sensitive.” she commented teasingly even quieter than before, beginning to pull your underwear off completely unable to wait any longer.

• she pushed herself off you so she could ease her way down the bed, coming face to face with your cunt. you went to close your legs, but she gently eased them open— taking your hand that covered your modesty and running her thumb along the backs of your knuckles looking up at you. “s’just me.” she cooed and your heart fluttered, nodding as if hypnotised. “just you.” you repeat in a broken whisper before her eyes are on your pussy again, thumbs coming even side of the lips to spread them apart. she was high, so naturally she was entranced by how pretty it was taking a moment to admire you as she dragged a finger through your soaked slit.

• “please.” you eventually pouted and she snapped out of it, dragging a thumb up to your clit making you moan. dipping her head down she began leaving wet kisses on your thighs, pleased hums leaving her when the sensation of this would cause you to spread your legs for her even wider trying to urge her face closer to your heat. “m’gonna take care of you. gonna take care of you so well, pretty girl.” she promised against your warm skin and you mewled, hands curling into the sheets beneath you.

• ellie pushed a finger inside your wet warmth and you melted into the sheets, for once not making sound. your eyes were screwed shut and you were holding your breath without realising, trying to focus solely on the feeling of her finger being gripped by your walls. her finger didn’t move, and you were pulled out of it when she looked up at you with a gentle yet stern expression, hazy eyes focused in one yours. “breathe.” her hand stroked your thigh lovingly and you released a shaky breath. she began moving her finger again, working you open before adding another and curling them up against your gummy spot.

• your back arched off the bed and she took that as the perfect opportunity to wrap an arm around your thigh and pull you closer until her hot mouth was on your slit, licking up any juices that had leaked from you. the substances inside you heightened the euphoria of this, tears welling in your eyes as she mouthed at you hungrily.

• you didn’t know how much time had passed, it all had blurred into one as ellie made you cum over and over. during the last orgasm she drew out of you, her hand dragged up to your tummy feeling the way it spasmed and clenched and remained tense after you had hit your peak. something in you was still holding onto that stress whether you realised it or not.

• she pushed herself up rather abruptly, and your eyes fluttered open to see her staring at you, taking in all of your features analytically like she was going to draw a picture of you. your brow was still slightly tense, your jaw too. you pressed your lips together swallowing, just waiting for her next move — because ellie always knew what to do, ellie always knew how to make it better. you still looked hungry, and she realised you needed more. “you need to get fucked.” she told you so casually like it was an obvious realisation and you inhaled through your mouth, head dizzy with just how serious she was. you couldn’t help a whine slip out your mouth as your teary eyes gazed into hers, still convinced that you were too sensitive from the orgasms you’d already received. “i know, baby.” she whispered, cupping your face as if she’d read your mind. “my girl is still all tense. y’just need a little bit of dick to let go of it all don’t you?” she cooed so gently that you felt a tear roll down the side of your cheek and onto the pillow beside you. she swiped it away with her thumb, lips still glistening from you and nodded, a pout on her own face. “yeah. need me to make it all better.” she kissed you, and your breath caught in your throat when you tasted yourself. ellie had a way of making your head get so fucked, to the point where all you knew was her. she didn’t even have to try to take charge you just naturally… gave it all to her.

• you don’t remember her getting up, you just knew she was just suddenly lazily clipping her strap on onto her harness, not bothering to remove her sweats underneath. your senses were alive and practically vibrating within you when she swiped the plastic tip along through your folds, sighing like she could feel it herself. “els, want it—please.” you heard yourself say and she didn’t keep you waiting, pushing it in slow to the hilt and holding it there, kissing you through the stretch.

• “need you to relax for me. big breath in, okay? do it with me.” she whispered and you blindly followed her. the two of you, faces close, eyes locked just breathing together. your high felt elevated, and in that moment you thought the two of you might just become one person. she seemed to give in, latching her lips to yours and sucking on your bottom lip, both hands cradling your neck like she couldn’t get enough. “you gonna let me take care of that pretty pussy?” she breathed into your mouth and you were whimpering out desperate ‘yes!’s before you could even stop to think. ellie was fucking you, slow and deep and you were crying because there was truly nothing better in the world than her giving you exactly what you needed in that moment.

• lost in the moment, she pushed your knees up to your chest and your mouth fell open as she hit your spot which spurred her on to grind her strap into you with even more energy. “‘taking me so well. look at that. look how good you’re taking it. fuck me.” she cursed, gently wrapping her hand round your chin to make you look down at the soaked plastic disappearing in and out of you.

• “mm—hmhph daddy!” you sniffled and she was suddenly kissing you again so hard it nearly knocked the wind out of you. you didn’t mean to say it, but nothing ever seemed totally off the table with ellie as she just wanted to make you feel good — she knew being ‘daddy’ was what you needed, and boy did it sound pretty coming from your swollen lips. “mhm. i’m daddy. cum for me m’right here. keep takin’ it for daddy.” she groaned against your lips, doing everything in her power to get you there. she knew snaking a hand between you and letting you hump your abused clit against it would seal the deal and it did— your ears ringing as you tumbled over your last peak. somewhere in the back of your mind you thought about the students living on the other sides of ellie’s dorm walls hearing all of this but you couldn’t bring yourself to care as she talked you through cumming. “good girl, so fuckin’ beautiful.”

• ellie got what she wanted too, a completely relaxed and limp girlfriend. it’s almost like she could see the previous, remaining stress float away from your body like steam and she smiled, catching her breath. she slowly pulled out, glancing at the mess you’d made of her strap and the blanket beneath you. “messy girl.” she tutted lightheartedly with a grin on her face and you reached weakly for her, using the rest of your energy to do so. “gotta clean you up, babe.” she reminded you but you pouted, so naturally she was crawling back over you and pulling you into her chest to cuddle. “inna bit.” you slurred, seeming drunk and fucked out which filled her with endless pride.

• she kissed the top of your head, resting her chin on it as you enjoyed the sleepy silence before she spoke. “‘that help you at all?” she knew the answer, hell— she was feeling smug as ever, but she needed verbal confirmation. she needed to hear you say it. “mhm. needed it bad n’i didn’t even know. but you always know.” you were muffled in her tshirt, practically asleep at this point.

• it was true. ellie always knows. ellie always makes it better.

• her lips attacked your neck as she pulled you to grind lazily on her thigh and you let out another shaky moan, causing her to hum an encouraging “mhm?” against you, turning you on even more. her hands were warm when they pushed up your shirt to squeeze at your tits, your moans only getting more lustful.

• deciding enough was enough she gently rolled you onto your back, pushing herself up on her knees.

• she orders you food, your favourite kind - and the two of you curl up and watch a movie, ellie doing her best to

#dealer!ellie #ellie williams smut #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams headcanons #ellie tlou2 smut

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ricciardosgirl · 10 months

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i don't want anything

from 𝑦𝘰𝑢.

just everything

with 𝑦𝘰𝑢.

felix catton x reader.

trigger warnings ; smut , oral , kinda asshole felix.

time :

the healer

and the

killer.

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it had been two months since i'd seen him. the ghost of felix catton lingers within the halls of oxford , sticking out like a sore thumb. he had been gone for two months , he went home for break — whilst i stayed in preparation for exams.

those months dragged on , on and on. felix and i weren't a thing , of course not — but what we had between us was no fluke , it was a spark. we'd been talking for only a few weeks before we began sleeping with each other.

that was the time of our lives. we'd sneak into each other's rooms , the thrill of that alone starting off the night with the heat of adrenaline. men and women should be kept in separate buildings . . but we didn't care.

i remember one night — maybe a few months ago now that he snuck into my room. it was late , around three am - neither of us could sleep. we'd been texting each other for hours on end , so we decided to close the gap and meet.

i was sat on my twin sized bed , draped in my heated blanket half naked as i waited for him. it was a particularly cold night. he entered soon after , he was only a short walk away.

my eyes darted up to meet his as he entered my room , i could've swore i saw a god in that moment. he was quite literally shining in the moonlight - messy brown hair compliments his oddly nice attire. he didn't waste any time.

" hey. " he whispered , crawling into my bed and snuggling between my heated blanket. he was . . cold. so cold. his long tatted hand wrapped around my frame perfectly as he laid a few kisses along my collar bone. " hey. " i whispered back , edging closer towards his cold body.

" i missed you. " i couldn't help but admit , i could just hear the smile crinkle onto his posh face. " yeah ? how much. " i turned by body around fully to face him , not answering as i pulled him in for a savory kiss. he tasted like cigarettes and red wine , the posh bastard. our bodies began to sync , hands and body interwoven.

he was the first to break the kiss , staring into my eyes for just a quick glance before he got to work. felix was always a giver. his hands quickly unclipped my bra as my own hands worked at his belt - struggling ever so slightly with the tightness. eventually , i got it off - not without help from him. he laughed a little about that.

he threw his shirt over his head - throwing it god knows where in my room as he pulled me beneath him , draping sloppy kisses down from my mouth down to my breasts. he gave them a bit of love , twisting my sensitive bud's with a bit of pressure — a rough sense of pleasure we had both found ourselves adoring.

further and further he went until he reached my now soaking panties , he placed a kiss on my clothed cunt. without warning however , he ripped them off. i was slightly offended , but i knew he'd buy me a new pair. or at least i thought he would.

he got to work , using one finger to stretch out my cunt with ease , his mouth lapping up my delicate juices with ease. i felt a rush - i was on the metaphorical cloud nine. my hands rushed towards his hair , giving his brown locks a tug as i moaned out his name. with each moan i earned more pleasure from felix — it was music to his ears.

this went on for awhile , until he got bored. we switched things up quickly as i caught a glimpse of the clock — we both had to wake up early for a class. he pulled me up and turned me around , arching my ass up for him. he gave my small ass a slap , leaving a large red mark.

" atta' girl. "

i knew what he liked , what he loved. i'm just not sure if he ever knew what i liked and or loved. he wasted no time , slipping his hard cock into my entrance - causing my head to find refuge in my pillow. i bit down hard , not wanting to wake up anyone.

" cmon' pretty girl , you can take me , that's it. . "

he slapped my ass again , now slowly rutting his hips. he grappled my hair — pulling me up with ease as he began to abuse my cunt.

it was like our bodies were made for each other , gleefully tailored to each other. he pulled my hair and i reached for his hand - which he didn't give me. tears welled in my eyes from the constant thrusts and force . . but something within me only likes this treatment from him.

after awhile we switched positions. now , he's on top of me - finally in a comfortable position on my back. the classic. " open your eyes , look at me. " he demanded - i had been so fucked out of my mind that my eyes were glued shut.

" cmon' " he placed his hand on my cheek - i relaxed a bit . . opening my tear filled eyes. " there you are pretty girl . . look at you. " he smiled , still thrusting with vigor into me. " i'm close , i'm close. " i muttered , he nodded and knew it was time to wrap things up. he leaned down and pressed his lips together with mine once more , my body unable to keep it together any longer.

i climaxed with force , body going numb as he continued to thrust for only a few more minutes - before he pulled out and coated me with his cum. rapid fire almost , covering my stomach and my neck.

he sighed in relief , pressing one more kiss to my forehead before getting off the bed and standing up. he stared to dress. " where are you going ? " i whispered , body still weak as i sat up slowly. " back to my room. " nonchalant , it hurt my feelings however. " i thought you were going to stay with me tonight ? " i felt awful , i felt as i did something wrong.

" what changed ? " i asked - still unsure. " nothing - i . . i just need to sleep in my own bed. " he pulled on his shirt , i sighed and stood up - cleaning myself up with a towel i had laying around. " i'll see you tomorrow ? " i spoke up , nervous of what answer i might get. " yeah , maybe. i'll text. " and with that . . he left.

he left me a mess , dirty sheets , ripped panties and a ripped apart heart. i stood naked in my room for a few minutes - hoping that maybe , just maybe . . he'd come back.

but that was the last time i'd ever see felix catton alive.

#saltburn #fanfic #angst #felix catton #writing #smut #saltburn brainrot #felix catton the man that you are #smut with plot #i feel bad for the reader rip

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medstudydiary · 2 months

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I passed my exam!

Preparing this has been a rollercoaster. I studied a lot, the topics requested were changed in the middle of the session and there were so many things that could go wrong.

And a lot of them did go wrong.

I wanted to stay home instead of going to the exam so badly I started hyperventilating. I didn’t feel ready. And I wasn’t ready, or at least not enough.

I did know soooo many things, but I had some topics I didn’t know or didn’t know well and I didn’t want to risk the humiliation of staying silent in front of a question.

And the last reason is exactly why I did go to the exam. Because that fear of humiliation was my ego being hurt by the mere thought of not knowing, of looking like an incompetent idiot. And I don’t want to live in fear. I’d rather be rejected and learn to be untouched by that than to only show up when I feel perfect and lose opportunities, time and self confidence.

And, even though he only asked me things I didn’t really know, I passed the exam. I didn’t get a good grade, but it was still better than many people’s.

And I was so happy with myself afterwards. Because even if I didn’t get a good grade because I didn’t know some things, I did work hard for this exam. I recognised the hard work I did, as much as I recognised what I should have done better.

I felt stupid for crying before going to the exam because when I sat down in front of him and he asked me exactly what I wasn’t prepared on, I felt peace. I didn’t give a damn about anyone’s opinion about myself. In that moment, I realised that even if I were rejected and had to prepare the exam again, I would have been okay.

This experience actually made me realise that academic rejection doesn’t mean you’re less worthy. It means that you have to fix some things on your preparation. That’s literally it.

So do show up to the exam. Even if you only know the half of it. Do it, especially if you’re scared of humiliation, because it cures you. Rejection therapy at its best lmao.

So I’ve hated studying for thus exam, but I’ll be forever grateful for learning that the world won’t burn if I don’t pass an exam or if I get embarrassed by a teacher. I can only control how I react to things. And I can control whether to circle a fear or to dive right into it.

And the second one is always the best choice.

#study aesthetic #study blog #study inspiration #study motivation #study notes #studyblr #studying #studyspo #medicine #med school #anatomy

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starskq · 3 months

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JEALOUSY / C.S

Pairing ◊ reader x sumin (ft. Hyunwoo, Jinsik and Ive's Liz and Wonyoung)

Genre ◊ best friend to lovers, fluff, slightly suggestive

Warnings ◊ making out against a wall at a party

Word count ◊ 2,64k

Summary ◊ You and Sumin had always been best friends, until a certain party were you couldn't contain your jealousy.

a/n ◊ Literally inspired by a dream I had. Requests are open! Enjoy.

You and Sumin had been inseparable since childhood. Growing up in the same neighborhood, attending the same schools, and sharing countless memories, your bond was forged in the fires of shared experiences. Whether biking through the park on sunny afternoons or staying up late discussing your dreams and fears, you were always there for each other. But recently, things have started to change. Little glances lingered too long, casual touches felt electrifying, and an unspoken tension hung between you.

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Stacks of books and notebooks surrounded you and Sumin at the library. You had a big exam, and studying together had always been your way of preparing for big stuff like this. The table you chose was in a quiet corner, away from the usual hustle.

Sumin leaned closer, pointing at a complex painting on your computer screen. ‘’I think you need to approach it differently; maybe use this technique instead?’’

You nodded, your attention divided between the problem and how his face was just inches from yours. You could feel his breath, warm against your cheek.‘’Yeah, that makes sense,’’ you said, your voice softer.

You worked through the question together, your hands almost touching. Every time your hands brushed, a spark of electricity seemed to pass between you. You found it hard to concentrate, your mind drifting to how his eyes sparkled with intensity.

After a while, Sumin leaned back, stretching. ‘’We’ve been studying for hours. How about a break?’’ He said, putting his arm behind you to rest at the back of your chair, turning his body towards yours.

‘’Good idea,’’ you agreed, your heart still racing from closeness. You stood up and walked to the nearby coffee shop. You couldn’t help but steal glances at him as you waited in line.

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Even when you hung out with your friends, there was tension. It was game night at Hyunwoo’s apartment, a tradition you always looked forward to. Liz, Hyunwoo, and Jinsik were already setting up the board game.

‘’Finally, the dynamic duo arrives,’’ Jinsik said, a teasing grin on his face when you both walked in.

‘’Sorry guys, we got a little stuck on studying,’’ Sumin said as you sat down with a bag of snacks you bought.

Liz raised an eyebrow, a mischievous smile on her face. ‘’Studying? Is that what they call it these days?’’

You laughed nervously, a blush creeping up your cheeks. ‘’Very funny.’’

As always, you all settled in, and the game started with light-hearted banter and friendly competition. As the vending progressed, you found yourself sitting next to Sumin. Whenever you reached for the same game piece or card, your hands touched, lingering longer than necessary.

Hyunwoo noticed and smirked a bit, leaning closer to Jinsik to whisper in his ear. ‘’Do you think they’re even aware of how oblivious they are?’’

Jinsik chuckled, shaking his head lightly. ‘’Nope, completely oblivious.’’

Sumin caught their exchange and shot them a warning look. "What are you two gossiping about over there?"

‘’Nothing,’’ Hyunwoo said, feigning innocence. "Just enjoying the game."

As the game continued, you felt Sumin's knee brush against yours under the table. You didn't move away, neither did he. The contact sent a jolt of warmth through you, and you found it increasingly hard to focus on the game.

——————

One day, during the summer, after finals, you and your friends decided to go to the beach to enjoy the sun. You and Sumin walked side by side, setting up your towels and umbrella close to the water.

As you played in the waves, your friends watched with knowing smiles. Liz grinned, looking at the two boys. ‘’I give them a month before one of them confesses.’’

You and Sumin splashed each other, laughing and chasing each other in the water. At one point, he sought you and tried to drown you. You shrieked and tried to do the same by pushing him, both laughing hard.

You lay on your towels, the sun warming your skin. He turned his head to look at you, your eyes closed, a peaceful expression on your face. He felt a surge of feelings, his heart aching. As soon as you opened your eyes, he quickly looked away, his cheeks flushing at the idea that you caught him staring at you.

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He parked his car in front of your house, his palms slightly sweaty as he waited. They had seen you dress up countless times before, as you went to numerous parties together, but tonight felt different for some reason. There was an unfamiliar knot in his stomach. He took a deep breath, exited his car, and walked to your door. Just as he was about to knock, the door swung open.

You stood there, and for a moment, he forgot how to breathe. You wore a tight black dress and boots, your hair straightened and shiny. Your makeup was flawless, highlighting your eyes and lips in a way that made his heartbeat.

‘’Hey Susu, ready to go?’’ You asked, a big smile plastered on your face.

He blinked, trying to find his voice. ‘’Uh, yeah, ready.’’ He managed, his voice sounding higher than usual. He cleared his throat, trying to regain his composure. ‘’You look…wow.’’

You tilted your head, a teasing glint in your eye. "Wow, huh? Is that all you've got?"

Sumin laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. "I mean, you look amazing, y/n. Really."

You stepped closer, your perfume intoxicating him in ways he did not understand. "I know," you said with a playful smirk, enjoying his flustered reaction. "But it's nice to hear you say it."

Sumin swallowed hard, his eyes flickering over your face. "You always look good, but tonight... I mean, you just... you look stunning."

‘’Well, thank you,’’ you replied, your voice softening as you felt your cheeks flushing.

You walked to his car together, and the air was tense. As you drove to Hyunwoo’s place, the car's silence was filled with excitement and nerves. He glances at you out of the corner of his eye, taking in the way the streetlights plate off your features.

‘’So, are you looking forward to the party?’’ He asked, trying to make casual conversation as he turned the wheel to the right.

‘’Definitely,’’ you said, turning to face him. ‘’It’s been a while since we all hung out like this. And Hyunwoo’s parties are always epic.’’

He chuckled, his shoulders relaxing a bit. ‘’Yeah, that guy sure knows how to throw a party.’’

You arrived at Hyunwoo’s place, music and laughter spilling into the night as his apartment window opened. You walked up to his apartment; inside, the party was in full swing. The host greeted you with a big smile and a drink ready in his hand. ‘’There you are! It took you long enough.’’

You chuckled, ‘’Good to see you too, Woo,’’ you entered his apartment. ‘’I had to make sure Susu didn’t get lost on the way.’’ You said, giving Sumin a little smile.

They both chuckled, and you made your way to a corner of his living room, spotting Liz and Jinsik laughing on the couch. They both raised an eyebrow at the sight of your outfit. ‘’Wow, you look amazing,’’ Liz said, hugging you.

‘’Thanks,’’ you replied, glancing at your best friend, who was still dazed.

Jinsik noticed his friends’ flushed cheeks and clapped him on the back. ‘’You okay, man? You look a bit flushed,’’ he said, a knowing smile on his face.

He nodded quickly, pursing his lips. "Yeah, I'm good. Just need a drink."

You made their way to the kitchen, where Sumin handed you a drink. You accepted it with a smile, your fingers brushing momentarily. The touch sent a shiver down his spine, and he hoped you didn't notice. You walked back into the living room, settling on the couch beside your friends.

Hyunwoo told silly jokes, always as talkative as ever, when you recognized a tall girl arriving: Wonyoung. She was Liz’s and Hyunwoo’s friend from their major, but you rolled your eyes when you saw her coming. Her crush on Sumin was so obvious it was almost embarrassing.

‘’Hey guys,’’ she said, her high voice echoing, as she gave a little hug to Liz before sitting beside Sumin, who was beside you. ‘’Hey, Sumin,’’ she greeted him, touching his arm slightly. ‘’I haven’t seen you in ages!’’

‘’Hey, Wonyoung,’’ Sumin replied, smiling politely. ‘’It’s been a while, yeah. How have you been?’’

As they talked, Wonyoung moved closer, her hand lingering on Sumin's arm. Your stomach tightened, and a wave of jealousy washed over you. You tried to ignore it, but it was becoming increasingly tricky as Wonyoung leaned in, laughing at something Sumin said. You felt your best friend’s eyes flicking to you quickly. You knew he had no interest in winning young whatsoever and was being his friendly and polite self, but you couldn’t help gripping your cup a little more challenging.

Liz, standing next to you, noticed the shift in your demeanor. "You okay?" she whispered.

"Yeah, fine," you replied, forcing a smile. But your eyes betrayed you, fixed on how Wonyoung was practically draped over Sumin.

The conversation continued, and Wonyoung’s touchiness only increased. She laughed loudly, placing her hand on Sumin’s chest for emphasis. Your patience snapped. You couldn't take it anymore.

You grabbed Sumin’s arm and dragged him from the couch, not caring about how rude it was. Sumin looked surprised but allowed himself to be pulled away. You dragged him through the crowded room and into a quieter corner near the kitchen.

‘’Wait, y/n. What are you doing?’’ He asked.

You turned to face him, your heart pounding. You needed to devise a reason for dragging him away other than your jealousy. "I... uh, I just wanted to see if you wanted a drink," you said, grasping at straws. "The kitchen has some new stuff Hyunwoo got."

Sumin frowned, his brow furrowing. ‘’Y/n, what’s going on? You seemed upset back there."

You bit your lip, your eyes wandering, searching for another distraction. "Oh, did you see that game Hyunwoo set up? We should check it out."

As you were about to go near the beer pong table, Hyunwoo and a few of his friends settled; he grabbed your writs and pulled you towards him. ‘’Y/n, you're avoiding the question,’’ he said, his voice dropping slightly as he looked down at you.

You looked up at him, the proximity making your heart pound. You could feel your facade dropping. ‘’It’s nothing. I just... thought we could hang out alone for a bit,’’ you said, your voice soft.

Sumin sighed, "You know you can tell me anything, right?"

Your heart ached at his sincerity. "I know, Sumin. It's just..." you trailed off, unable to find the right words.

Before you could devise another distraction, he leaned in and crashed his lips against yours. Your eyes widened in surprise, but you quickly melted into the kiss, your hands reaching up to tangle in his hair. The kiss was intense, filled with all the unspoken emotions and tension that had been building between you. The kiss quickly deepened, and the world seemed to disappear around you.

His hands slid around your waist, pulling you closer as your lips moved together with urgency. You responded eagerly, holding him as if afraid to let go. There was so much tension between you.

His heart pounded in his chest, his mind spinning. He had dreamed of this moment for what felt like forever, and now that it was happening, it was better than he could have ever imagined. He deepened the kiss, his tongue brushing against yours, eliciting a soft moan from you that made his blood run hot.

You stumbled slightly as he backed you against the nearest wall, the excellent surface pressing into your back starkly contrasting the heat between you. The kiss grew even more passionate, your breaths mingling in the small space between you. You finally pulled back for air, both breathless, your foreheads resting against each other.

‘’Fuck,’’ he whispered, his voice rough and hoarse, as he squeezed your waist a bit. ‘’I’ve wanted this for so long.’’

Your lips curled into a smile as you locked eyes with him, and he slightly pulled away. ‘’Why did it take you so long?’’

Sumin sighed, brushing a strand of hair away from your face. His fingers lingered on your skin, sending shivers down your spine. "I don't know," he admitted. "I guess I was scared you might not feel the same way. Or I was a total coward,’’ you chuckled.

You rolled your eyes playfully, your hands still resting on his shoulders. "Man, you're such an idiot. I was so obvious about my feelings.’’

Sumin's eyes widened slightly, and he let out a breathless laugh. "Really? I thought I was imagining things. I didn't want to risk our friendship.’’

"Risk our friendship?" You repeated, shaking your head. "We've always been more than just friends, Susu. I thought you knew that.’’

Sumin's expression softened, his thumb gently tracing your jawline. "I guess I was blind.’’

‘’You were,’’ you said, reaching up to cup his face in your hands. He leaned faint your touch. "Well, now you know," you said softly. "And for the record, I've liked you for a long time, too."

Sumin's eyes lit up, a smile spreading across his face. "You have no idea how happy that makes me," he murmured, leaning in to kiss you again, this time slower and more tenderly.

You heard someone clearing their throat beside you, and you pulled away. Jinsik, Liz, and Hyunwoo are watching you, wide grins plastered on their faces.

‘’We were looking for you,’’ Hyunwoo said as he crossed his arm on his chest, a slight smirk on his face. ‘’But I guess we are interrupting something.’’

Liz put her hands on her hips, a smirk curling her lips. ‘’We had no reason to be worried then.’’

Jinsik laughed, pointing at you, still leaning against the wall, your cheeks flushed. "Looks like Sumin found something interesting to do.’’

You rolled your eyes but couldn't help the smile that tugged at your lips. "Hilarious, guys.’’

"Oh, come on," Liz said, stepping closer and poking your arm. "You can't just disappear like that and not expect us to come looking. Especially when you dragged Sumin here.’’

He rubbed the back of his neck with a sheepish smile. "Okay, okay, you caught us. We were... talking.’’

"Talking, huh?" Hyunwoo said, waggling his eyebrows. "Is that what they're calling it these days?’’

Jinsik pretended to be scandalized, holding his hand over his heart. "In front of everyone, no less. Have you no decency?’’

You playfully swatted at Jinsik. "Oh, shut up. We were just—‘’

"Making up for lost time," Sumin finished, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Right, y/n?’’

You nodded, your smile widening. ‘’Exactly.’’

Liz sighed dramatically, leaning against Hyunwoo. "Well, it's about time. We've all been waiting for you two to figure it out.’’

Hyunwoo nodded, clapping Sumin on the back. "Seriously, man. We were starting to think you'd never make a move.’’

"Hey, it was mutual," you protested, looking at Sumin affectionately. "We both needed to figure things out.’’

"And now that you have," Jinsik said, "we expect much more PDA. This has been a long time coming.’’

"Not too much PDA," Liz warned, raising an eyebrow. "We still have to be able to look at you two without cringing.’’

Sumin laughed, taking your hand and pulling you close. "Don't worry; we'll keep it PG.’’

"Mostly," you added with a wink.

Your friends groaned in unison, but their smiles showed they were genuinely happy for you.

#xikers #xikers smut #kpop imagine #kpop scenarios #xikers fluff #xikers x reader #kpop smut #xikers imagines #xikers scenarios #choi sumin #xikers sumin

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bep1erfics · 1 year

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kim gyuvin - back to you 😵‍💫

“why, oh why, does god keep bringing me, back to you?”

synopsis: during your finals week, you happen to run into your childhood crush while studying at the library. 📚

kim gyuvin - back to you

strolling down the chaotic hallways, the bells finally rang, signalling that it was the end of school. you walked towards the lockerbays, grabbing a few textbooks and your bag, so you could study for your finals at the library after school.

as you closed your locker, your friends ran up to you and invited you to come with them to the arcade with a few other boys from your class.

“hey! y/n, come with us to the arcade. we need you to win that stupid dog plushy so taerae will stop nagging for it.”

you wanted to go so badly, but on the other hand, using the little time you had to prepare for your exams was more important than anything. if you needed to pull all nighters at the library to pass, then so be it. you couldn’t risk getting grounded again, as it mean absolutely no going out or any pocket money for three months.

your mom’s nagging started ringing in your ears:

“if you spend so much time with your friends after school, i’m gonna send you to boarding school”

hell no, you weren’t gonna risk being confined to your room OR go to boarding school.

“nah, you guys win it without me. i’m gonna study at the library, taerae’s loud voice is gonna send my eardrums bleeding for a good five hours.”

you said bye to your friends and quickly ran to the library, losing track of time. it was a thursday, meaning that the library was usually filled to the brim due to it being a weekly study-day.

dashing towards the library door, you push it, feeling ever so restless. your doll eyes scan the quiet building, finding no free seats. you were about to exit the library, giving up. but there was one seat left at the back, next to a boy that seemed to be in your grade.

gaining up the courage to ask the guy if he could remove his bag so you could sit next to him, you couldn’t help but want to take a good look at his face as only his back was in sight.

you leaned in closer, maybe a little too close because the guy finally turned to face your direction. if it wasn’t already bad enough, your eyes were opened so wide as you realised it was kim gyuvin, the talk of the whole school.

the both of you used to be friends in elementary school, but drifted apart as you grew up.

if you were daydreaming, gyuvin looking at you with the most puzzled expression plastered over his well-proportioned face woke you up.

“can i sit here, please?”

you gulped hard, standing there in silence. gyuvin sighed hardly, finally removing his bag and placed it on the table.

to be polite, you thanked him and quickly sat down, taking out your laptop and tried to not freak out. butterflies started popping out of your chest as gyuvin’s intimidating stare was seen in your peripheral vision.

‘why is he looking at me?’ you thought to yourself.

hoping he didn’t remember you, you automatically ignore his whole existence, blocking out your thoughts with the loudest music ever.

out of habit, you accidentally “quietly” sang the song you were currently listening to, forgetting that the most popular guy at school was right besides you.

“oooooooohhhh wwwhhhhhy oooohhhh whyyy does gooood keeeeep bringing meeeee, bacckkcckk to youuu BABY”

“hehe”

gyuvin started to laugh hysterically, so loud that the entire population on earth franticly gave him the biggest side eye.

you took your headphones off, wondering why he was laughing like he had just witnessed two monkeys making out.

“what’s so funny, gyuvin?”

you put your hands on your mouth. calling him by his first name wasn’t on your to-do list. was he gonna think you were weird for calling him by his name when he literally forgot yours?

“i didn’t know you could sing so well, y/n.”

at this point, you were shocked he even remembered your name. his stunt at the start of your study session made you think he thought you were a random hell of a nerd sitting next to him. your cheeks started to turn bright red.

“now you’ve got me in the mood for singing. what about we ditch the library and go for some karaoke?”

“i’d rather burn in hell than sing with you”

“says the one that wanted to marry me in kindergarten. cmon, i’m not taking no for an answer.”

gyuvin’s eyes softened, practically making you give in.

“fine, but promise me you won’t tell anyone about that stupid crush i had on you.”

“to be completely honest, i liked you as well. if you confessed to me earlier, i wonder what would’ve happened between us?”

you pinched his fingers and then crossed your arms, regretting your decision to come to the library. spending your whole allowance on claw machines probably would’ve prevented you from being forced to go to karaoke with gyuvin.

taking your silence as a sign of you being embarrassed, gyuvin grabbed your hands, dragging you out of the library.

let’s just say from then on, you couldn’t get your mind off of gyuvin. were you really about to fall for him all over again?

#boys planet #kpop imagines #boysplanet999 #kim gyuvin #gyuvin #boys planet scenarios #boys planet imagines #ricky boys planet #fanfic #keita ciipher #shen quanrui #fiction #gyuvin boys planet

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asocialangel · 1 year

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hey!! i was wondering if you could do sitting on itzy’s lap headcanons? kinda like your recent skz one ^ thank u <3

LITERALLY A YEAR AFTER i'm soo so sorry, maybe u don't even use your acc anymore, maybe you're not even a midzy who knows ?! I just stopped writing for a year, but when i came back to it, your request was still inspiring. I hope you like this, lovely anon <3 (it's acc worse than a year, it's 14 months lol)

Other verions: Yeji - Lia - Ryujin - Chaer - Yuna

sitting on itzy's lap out of habit.

Yeji - 422 words - fluff

Each member will be published separately (over the course of few days, i just need to finish writing one girl) because the post would be too long otherwise For a little twist it won't be exactly like skz, I'll make it "sitting on their lap as it is a habit of yours". Hope u like it and i hadn't forgotten u <3 lots of love

Yeji: would play along with it, hugging you from behind, until she'll realize what she's actually doing. Then she'd have a sudden moment of realization, and ask what you're doing here. Seeing how relaxed you are, she'd go back to her activities, accepting her fate, maybe even enjoying it.

"Neeext". The monotonous voice of the make-up artist resonated in the busy waiting room, and despite all the noise and movement, the seat previously occupied by Lia found a new model. As everyone got swift and active, preparing for the showcase, you were the only calm one. Maybe, obviously actually, it was because you weren't involved in it, so the stress couldn't get to you. Itzy were the ones getting ready. Each member was immersed in something, and the professional staff too. Make-up, hairdos, outfits checks. The room was as busy as an anthill. Apart from you, only one girl was now calm: Yeji. She was peacefully scrolling through her phone, one remaining hair clip in her hair. She barely paid attention to her surroundings. She had been the first to get readied up, so she was enjoying left over time to destress and get her mind on something else.

๑

"Sooorry? Sorry !" Yeah... Obviously when in a busy room, people like you, just standing in the middle, get in the way of others. If you were gonna stay here with your friends and be useless, at least don't be bothersome. So while excusing yourself, you walked towards the couchy bench Yeji was sitting on. As she was the only one done, the whole bench was empty. But without even thinking about it, you walked up to her, laying your hands on her shoulders, and sat on her lap. She looked up startled. This had forced her to lift her eyes from her phone. And as she realized what just happened, a pinkish color started filling up her cheeks.

"Uhmm-h-hey what's up? What are you doing?"

"Uhm, sitting ?" You answered naturally, unbothered, not even realizing how awkward Yeji had gotten. "What are you even doing on your phone ? Sending bubbles to MIDZY? I swear you're always thinking about them~" you continued, clueless. Your body was perpendicular to her's. And while you still latched on to her shoulders, looking down to her phone screen, she stared at you right in the eyes for a couple seconds, while you remained unfazed. "Yes I do love them" she finally replied, lifting her phone up again and getting back to typing. "You wouldn't need to get jealous though”.

A\N is this good ? I really liked this request, which was my second ever request i got so i was over the moon, but for some reason i had stopped writing. I think it was because i was very busy in April of 2022. I had exams etc, and i never came back to it ! Until i had an awakening again, this April of 2023. Idk why. Who knows, maybe in a month i'll get bored of writing again (i wish not). But the idea of starting to write again came to me in late December. So basically this project is all over the place, but it's fun ~ ( i was writing the headcanons in a lodge in Hwange hahahah). Will my BLLK followers mind me posting this ? K-pop stans and animes fans are cousins anyways <3

#itzy headcanons #itzy fluff #itzy x reader #itzy imagine #itzy #yeji x reader #yeji #hwang yeji #hwang yeji x reader

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soapyghostie · 1 year

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I just found your account and I love your writing so far, it's nice to have a slasher headcanon account that's sfw

Anyway I wanna request the reader getting comforted after having a meltdown due to stress(I'm not sure how else to word it)

I was hoping for Ash Williams, Billy Loomis and Chop Top if possible

Thank you and sorry if I wrote anything weird I'm still kinda anxious sending asks to people

Hey! Yeah, I agree. There isn’t enough sfw accounts anymore for slashers. Also, this was a great ask! I could get pretty creative because of how vague your ask was. I hope you enjoy a little bit of my creative scenarios with the characters you picked. 🤗

Ash Williams

The most likely time you’ll get stressed out with him is when you guys are fighting deadites. There’s so many of them that it leaves you exhausted, physically and mentally; however, you don’t want to turn into one so you don’t have a choice.

When you and Ash found a resting place, you sat down immediately. The exhaustion took over your whole body and your mind was racing; all you could think about was ways to keep you and Ash from getting killed. Nevertheless, Ash was never any help easing that stress; he was always an out-there kinda person, getting into trouble and fighting these beasts for his own enjoyment.

Ash stopped his glory rant when he heard your breathing become uneven: he could see how stressed you were about the whole situation. No matter how much he loved fighting deadites and bragging about how amazing he was, he loved you even more and he’d stop all this heroic business if you asked him to. Just say the word and it’s over.

He walked over and sat down next to you. He put his hand on your back and rubbed circles into it, attempting to calm you down. He whispered words of comfort. Even though he finds deadite killing fun, there was one time in his life he didn’t. It had overwhelmed him. After all, he had to kill the people he loved just to survive so he understands.

Ash keeps watch while you rest. He doesn’t want you to burn out, but he cares too much about you to let what happened to his other loved ones happen to you. Once you are all rested up, it’ll be time to hit the road and fight deadites again.

Billy Loomis

You’re the smartest kid at school; you care a lot about your grades and getting into a good college. Then there is Billy: a party animal who gives zero fucks about grades. He doesn’t know how the hell you guys started dating because of how much of a polar opposite you guys are, but here you are.

It was senior year and you were trying to get yourself into college while preparing for exams: you had several essays to write and study books to look over. You were extremely stressed out. Well, apparently Billy can sense when you're stressed because here he comes through your window!

Billy teases you tremendously about how you only care about school work and that you need to get out more. Maybe if you lived a little, you won’t get so stressed out all the time. Don’t listen to Billy, he just wants you to come party at Stu’s house. If you want to study and get into that D1 college, then you go!

Once Billy stops teasing you, he, for real, shuts your study books in front of your face and makes you lay on your bed. You need a break. Seriously, you're mentally draining yourself so chill. He’ll turn on your favorite movie and make you some popcorn.

Billy will cuddle you until you fall asleep. Then he’ll get up and make sure everything is neat and tighty. He’ll leave your movie on so you have a little background noise; also, so you don’t hear him leave. He doesn’t want to startle you. He gives you a kiss on your forehead and leaves out where he came in.

Choptop Sawyer

It’s not just anything that stresses you out, it’s Choptop. He’s your stressor. This man will literally give you gray hairs: just look at Drayton’s hair. Poor Drayton will probably die from a stroke caused by no other than Choptop and Nubbins.

Anyways, yeah. Don’t think that Choptop doesn’t know he’s causing you stress because he definitely does. He’s just doing it on purpose because he’s a little shit like that. However, he actually knows his limits surprisingly.

If you tell him you need alone time away from him, he completely understands or he’ll try to be less of a shit head. He’ll offer you a massage or some food, anything that you want. He wants to show you that he cares and his appreciation for putting up with him. He knows it’s a lot.

He’ll tell you jokes; his jokes are so bad that they're good. He gets you laughing every single time. Jokes are a great way to get someone to show their carefree side. You and him will tell jokes back and forth all afternoon long, forgetting about the stresses of the day and Choptop.

Choptop will pull out his record player and play some of his favorite stolen records. They help him relax so he hopes they help you relax too. Bonus if you guys end up dancing in the living room and get the whole family to join too.

#slashers #slasher x reader #slashers x reader #horror #dead by daylight x reader #dead by deadlight #slasher #ash williams #ash williams x reader #evil dead #billy loomis #billy loomis x reader #ghostface #scream #chop top sawyer #chop top sawyer x reader #texas chainsaw massacre #tcm #sophi ghostie writes

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lonelywhalien22 · 2 years

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be my study buddy?

pairing: wooyoung x reader

rating/genre: fluff, sprinkle of angst, college au

summary: your late arrival to a stat class goes from worst nightmare to surreal dream when a chance encounter becomes something more.

warnings: anxious reader, some cussing, finals and exams (if that scares you like it scares me)

word count: 3.2k

song(s) to listen while reading: the book of you & i by alex benjamin, pass you by by alaina castillo

note: this was born out of my love for wooyoung's long hair era and an encounter I had in college that literally turned into nothing at all unfortunately. also I promise I have other stories that aren't set in college lol. but my college peeps this is for you ;)

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"Oh hey!" you hear someone say behind you.

Slightly startled, you turn around and stare at a now very familiar face.

"Hi..."

"It's me, Wooyoung. Remember, from our Stat class?" The guy in front of you tries to clarify as a silence fills the air.

But your silence has nothing to do with a lack of memory. You totally remember his name. In fact, you've probably said that name in your head more times than would be appropriate for anyone to know.

~~~ a few months ago ~~~

It all started on a rainy Thursday in October. You remember because you had to hurriedly tie your hair back in a university bathroom before arriving late to class. The unpredictable weather had fooled you once again, and your hair had taken major damage from the elements after only minutes of having to walk across campus on a strangely warm yet rainy day. After securing your hair into a simple bun at the back of your head, you sped-walked to your Stat class, dreading the stares that came with arriving late to a lecture where most people were already checked out. You sighed to yourself softly before pushing the classroom door open as quietly as you could.

Scanning the crowded room, you looked for an empty seat, but all of them were scattered in the center, of course. You cursed in your head and averted your eyes, preparing to suck it up and brave the awkwardness of a dozen whispered "excuse me's".

As you began slowly shuffling your way down a row, you heard a not so soft, "Hey!"

"Sorry," you stammered out, barely looking toward the voice out of an assumption that you were in the person's way.

"I was just trying to say you can sit here. I can move my bag from the seat."

Desperate to remove attention from yourself, you turned towards the source of the voice, seeing a hand proceed to drag a bag off of a seat. Without thinking too much, you quickly sat yourself down, whispering off a quick thanks before pulling out a binder and a pencil. As you tried to quiet your mind from reliving the embarrassment and focus on passing the upcoming exam, you thought you felt a pair of eyes on you. The guy who had moved his bag kept looking in your direction every few minutes. You shifted in your seat, beginning to worry that there was something on your face, or maybe he could see the rushed hair job from fifteen minutes ago. You pretended not to notice, and eventually he seemed to find interest in something else, repeatedly tapping his foot while turning away from you for good.

When the lecture was finally over, you began packing up, careful to make sure you didn't leave anything behind while the lecture hall quickly emptied out. This class really was a snooze fest.

"Got caught in the rain too, huh?"

Glancing up, you realized that backpack boy still wasn't gone either. You finally turned to look completely at the source of the voice, doing everything in your power not to immediately look back down. Donning a red hoodie and grey sweatpants, his eyes were piercing upon first glance. He had jet black hair that was kind of wet, presumably from the rain, and it fell a little in front of his face. His hand went up to sweep it out of the way as he suddenly gave a bright smile and a little chuckle.

"Uh, yeah" you said back, a little caught off guard because he was good looking. Really good looking. And then you realized he could tell that you'd trudged through the rain earlier. Fantastic.

You continued to pack up, assuming that was the end of the conversation and desperate to escape the attention. As you pulled your bag over your shoulder you started walking past him towards the exit.

"I'll see you around," you said politely.

But really you were fully prepared to never see him again. In college people came and went all the time. Classmates changed with every semester. Teammates switched with every group project. Your phone was a graveyard of transactional messages from unmarked numbers.

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On your next day of Stat class you arrived ten minutes early to find a good seat, determined not to relive last Thursday. Sitting down, you pulled out your stuff and busied yourself with reviewing notes. Shortly after, you heard a backpack plop down on the floor beside you, and someone slid into the seat directly to your left. You eyed the room, noticing all the empty seats.

Who the heck sits right beside someone in an empty lecture hall?, you thought to yourself.

You decided to just pretend the person wasn't there, keeping your eyes on your notes to keep things from getting even weirder.

"How're you feeling about this exam?" you heard beside you.

You paused your scribbling for a minute, wondering if the person was talking to you. Hearing no other response, you slowly looked up and to your left, coming face to face with backpack boy once again. He looked at you as if you hadn't just met one class ago - as if you were already a close friend.

"Good," you said automatically as you stared at him blankly. Then, as you really thought about it, you looked back at your notes before muttering, "well honestly, I'll just be happy if I get a B at this point. These practice problems are so annoying."

"Wanna work together on some of them? I'm in a study group and we got all of them done except for number fifteen."

"Oh. Yeah, sure," you responded, surprised that he was serious. "I think fifteen is the one I worked through a lot last night; you can look at what I did for that one if you want," you offered halfheartedly.

"Awesome, thanks!" he shouted and you flinched inwardly. He was loud, a total contradiction to your quiet demeanor. You exchanged notes and wrote down solutions as the lecture hall filled.

"I'm Wooyoung by the way," he said with a quick glance at you and another smile, finishing up the last bit of his notes.

"Wooyoung?" you repeated, and he nodded quickly. "My name's y/n," you said slowly, trying not to stumble over your words.

"Wanna study together for the test? You can join my study group in the library tomorrow night if you want," he offered casually.

"Oh. Um, sure."

This guy is really nice, you thought to yourself, but he's probably just trying not to fail this course like the rest of us, another part of your brain interjected.

Wooyoung gave you some more information about the study group along with his number so you could find him later before the two of you gave your attention to the lecture.

You did wind up going to the study group, though things started to take a turn between the two of you. The first couple of study sessions you stuck to class material and the upcoming exam. You would come by and Wooyoung would always usher you to sit by him, removing his backpack from a space he was saving. Once the work was done, you'd chat with him and the rest of the group a little bit before heading out. You slowly learned little things about him, like that he was a health science major and was part of a dance crew. You also learned that he loved to laugh, his humorous energy often keeping the study group energized, and sometimes he would bring what he claimed were self-made treats, but no one ever believed him because they tasted too good.

When the exam was over, you were surprised Wooyoung still asked if you'd be coming to study group. You went along with it, the social activity having become one of the highlights of your week even if you weren't completely honest with yourself about it just yet. When you came to the first "study group" after the exam, you noticed Wooyoung was the only one who was there. He eagerly waived you over, another one of those heart-fluttering smiles on his face.

"Hey...is no one else coming?"

"Nope. Guess they're not as dedicated as we are," Wooyoung joked before chuckling to himself and looking down a little.

It didn't occur to you to question why he'd texted you directly to meet this time, rather than using the larger chat that had been made for the entire group.

As you nervously sat down, unsure of what to say without any clear agenda, Wooyoung cleared his throat and asked, "you wanna get some coffee?"

"I'm not really a coffee drinker, I always wind up just getting a hot chocolate or something instead," you laughed, a little embarrassed. He laughed back and shook his head.

"You're probably smarter than the rest of us caffeine addicts."

You smiled and looked down again, half-heartedly pulling out your binder, still searching for some imaginary topic to study for this class when you knew damn well there was no new content after just finishing an exam.

Honestly, why am I even here? You thought to yourself as you saw Wooyoung wander away from the table.

Staring blankly at old notes for another fifteen minutes, you were a little lost in your thoughts when you saw a white cup slide into your view. You looked up and Wooyoung was already downing a second cup in his other hand.

Wow, he wasn't kidding about liking caffeine, you thought to yourself, assuming he'd just bought himself two cups of coffee.

As he finished a sip, he sat down and glanced back over to you, noticing your confused expression.

"You said you liked hot chocolate, right?"

You blinked several times at him and he pointed to the other cup, pushing it even closer towards you.

"Did you get this for me?"

"Yeah..." Wooyoung said slowly, before doing some thinking in his head. "Wait - you thought I just bought myself two large cups of coffee?" He laughed out loud with the brightest smile and clapped his hands, full of a big energy that you'd gotten used to by now. "What kind of person do you think I am?!?"

The playfulness behind his words made you laugh at yourself and you came close to a real smile for the first time in awhile.

When you finally looked back up at him you noticed Wooyoung was still staring at you, a bit more serious this time. He asked how you wound up doing on the exam and the conversation went from there. For the next two hours the two of you went from talking about Stat to complaining about your worst professors to discussing all the things you wished you could be doing instead of drowning in school work. All throughout the conversation Wooyoung kept making you laugh, shifting closer and closer to you until you were in breathing space territory. You didn't even think about it like you normally would have. He made you forget everything, including the time. That was until a couple of clearly stressed chemistry students asked if you still needed the table to study. It must have been obvious how little of that you two were doing. You and Wooyoung quickly packed up your bags and left the library.

"Which way are you headed? I can walk you back to your place if you'd like," he offered as soon as the library doors closed behind you. It was already nighttime, stars sprinkling the sky and a light breeze in the air.

"Oh, no that's fine! I'm, like, on the other side of campus, and I was gonna listen to a podcast or something on the way," you rambled nervously without thinking, instantly regretting the decision.

"Oh. Ok. Well, I'll see you in class then."

He swayed back and forth a little before finally turning and walking away.

Shit, why would you decline??? you cried inside of your head.

Your fear had completely taken over in that moment and you beat yourself up for it all the way back to your empty dorm, sad that the one friendly connection you'd made all semester had potentially been punctured by your nerves.

October fell into November, and you eagerly awaited your playful conversations with Wooyoung every class until the end of the semester, but things never went further than that again. You had a few more study group sessions for other exams and assignments before the stress of final exams came and then the subsequent distance and time of winter break completely killed all contact.

By the time January came around, you hadn't heard from Wooyoung since you'd both wished each other luck on the final exam. But you definitely hadn't stopped thinking about him - his smile and that infectious laugh that would completely snap you out of whatever sour mood you were in. The way he would lean into your conversations with his whole body, and how he always had a quippy comeback or joke for every situation. As you had another daydream about him on a random Saturday during break you realized with dread that you may have caught some feelings.

You convinced yourself that you just missed a friendly face amidst the everyday loneliness of college. It was too painful to think you had missed out on something more through your own doing, or lack thereof. You knew those types of thoughts would drive your brain into overdrive, so you pushed them deep down and tried to find other ways to distract yourself until the schoolwork of the new semester provided the perfect antidote. And soon those sweet daydreams were replaced with bitter anxieties once again.

~~~ the present ~~~

Which brings you to this chilly morning in February. You're waiting in line for the free hot chocolate some school org is handing out, freezing your ass off and checking the time on your phone. It may be cold, but you sure as heck aren't gonna show up late to class - warm beverage in hand or not.

"Oh hey!" you hear someone say behind you. Slightly startled, you turn around and stare at a now very familiar face. It was backpack boy. Wooyoung. In the flesh.

"Hi..." you stall for a second, thinking of something to say. Your heart is beginning to thump in your chest as if you've seen a ghost from Christmas past, which in a way you have.

"It's me, Wooyoung. Remember, from our Stat class?" he says it a little bluntly, his normal smile a bit measured, which makes your heart hurt.

"I remember you."

"Oh."

"I mean, how could I forget? You were the only reason I made it through that class without losing my mind," you say before thinking, clearly a little too excited to see him again.

"Really?" Wooyoung asks, his smile growing a little more.

"Yeah," you nod your head shyly, deciding to lean in rather than back away from the fear this time. The line in front of you finally shifts and you move forward, not even thinking about being late for your class anymore. This line could take forever if it meant you got to see that seratonin-boosting smile for a little longer. You turn back towards him then, taking a second to admire his features. His hair is longer, almost reaching his chin in waves, and parted in the middle. You imagine what it would feel like to run your fingers through it and -

"Y/n?"

"Huh?" you utter back with wide eyes.

"There's this fair coming through town this weekend," Wooyoung mentions. "I was thinking about going and checking out the food, wasting money on games, trying not to barf while riding every ride...live on the edge, you know?" he says, smirking at the end. "Any chance you'd wanna come? I'll make sure it's fun! I promise," he says with a wink.

You nearly stop breathing at that. As your mouth hangs open to respond, your brain trying to comprehend what's happening, you hear someone at the booth call for the next person. You've finally made it to the front of the line.

"Thank you," you say quickly, grabbing the warm cup and moving out of the line, waiting for him.

"Still a hot chocolate lover, I see," Wooyoung says after he grabs his cup and jogs towards you.

"Ha! Yeah, I am," you reply, staring at him again before looking off to the side.

"So...is that a yes for fried foods and barfing on rides together?"

Your head snaps back towards Wooyoung, remembering his earlier invitation. And there's that fear again. Right in the pit of your stomach. Your palms start to sweat and your heart rate speeds up.

Jeez, why is this so hard? You think to yourself. Aren't you always complaining about how lonely college is? Just say yes and have some fun for once!

Fun. You start to think about all of the fun you and Wooyoung managed to have together in the lecture hall of a Stat class of all places. All those late night chats in the library "studying". How you completely forgot about all of your problems when you were around him. So you take a deep breath and release it, hopefully not too noticeable to him.

"Sure." you say curtly, without giving yourself any room to talk yourself out of it.

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"This is gonna be sooo fun!" Wooyoung says triumphantly as he does a little jump and fist pump, his silly, loud self back to how you remembered in the Fall. It brings a smile to your face. A real one. Suddenly there's a shout of his name and he turns away from you for a second before looking back at you, a little embarrassed.

"Ahhhhh, I'm holding up my friends," Wooyoung says a little regrettably. "I'll text you later with more details, yeah? I didn't make you late for class, did I?"

On a high from his enthusiasm, you immediately shake your head.

"I'll be fine, my class is pretty close."

That's a total lie. It's one of your furthest classes and you always have to get up extra early to get there on time. Hence the reason you had even bothered to wait in line for a free sugar boost.

"Ok, well I'll see you soon then. Bye, y/n," Wooyoung smiles at you one more time and waves before running off towards his friends.

You're late to class that day. And you have to do the awkward shuffle across a row of tired students to find a seat. But it doesn't matter. You're on cloud nine for that entire lecture and the rest of the day, the sweetness of the hot chocolate making you think about how much of a rush Wooyoung brings to you every time you let yourself think about his smile. The deep dark chocolate depths of his eyes, which you always become mesmerized by when they look your way. The warmth and comfort that his friendliness brings you with every interaction. Just when you thought the cold winter had buried your memory of him for good, just one short conversation had melted the ice away, and now all you felt was warm and fuzzy and giddy inside.

#ateez fluff #wooyoung fluff #wooyoung x reader #ateez

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themavywavy · 1 month

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Pairing: Akashi Keiji x Reader

Word Count: 0.7k+

Summary: You thought you would be able to do it all but when things get complicated and you feel overwhelmed due to your upcoming exam, Akashi keiji is there to hold you still and remind you how he has always got you.

First post!! Yeah, time to win tumblr over!! Whoohoo!

As a third year, you had quite a burden on your shoulder. From worrying about which university you wanted to go to, to what you wanted to do in your future, it seemed as though you weren't sure about anything.

There was this thing that you really wanted to do but your parents were against it, however, you had managed to coax them into agreeing to, at least, let you give the exam. That is right, you wanted to join the Police Academy after your high-school graduation and for your further studies, you considered it to be a pretty good option.

The problem? Your parents weren't so fond about the idea and they certainly didn't like it when you flunked your college entrance exam.

You tried to explain it to them that you were busy preparing for something that you actually wanted to do, but they had dismissed it by saying that you simply were giving them excuses rather than owing up to your mistakes. But that wasn't the end of it, it became worse when your parents got to know how one of their colleagues' daughter passed the college enterance with flying colors. They had reprimanded you, asked you what you were doing.

At that point, you weren't sure what you were doing either. After getting all the snide comments from your parents, you weren't sure if you would be able to clear the exam that you were preparing for.

And hence there you sat in the library, working your pretty head off over formulaes and revision for the exam that you were supposed to be taking the next day.

The day started off fairly well, you going out of your house so that your parents don't make it their goal to direct all their attention on you, but sitting there in the library made you feel overwhelmed.

You looked at the clock,

6:49 P.M.

It read and you quite literally slammed your face against your book. Only 15 hours were left until your exam.

"Ugh, I still have so much to go through!" You whined silently, feeling frustrated at what life had thrown at you. "I wish I had one more day."

You wanted to scream, shout and curse at whoever was responsible for coming up with the idea of exam.

"How long have you been cooped up in here for?" You heard a familiar voice call out to you in concern, you were so busy lamenting that you didn't even hear him coming. You looked up from your book to see Keiji standing in front of you with a frown on his face.

You huffed at him, "Easy for you to say, you already know which university you need to go to."

"Don't you too?" He raised one of his eyebrows behind the glasses that he was wearing.

"I do, but this wasn't something I was studying for the past 3 years, was I? It was the college entrance exam and now I have suddenly changed tracks, I feel like I don't know anything." You said, "Ugh, I don't know what my parents are going to say once it's over."

He sighed as he bent down to be in your line of sight, "Don't think too much about it, you are going to do well. You have been studying hard for it."

"If studying for the exam you want to give just a month prior is something that you consider good, then sure." You protested. "Besides, my parents are going to quite literally disown me if I don't make it. My dad was spewing tales about his friend's daughter yesterday and how I could have at least tried to do better for my college entrance exam."

He hooked his finger under your chin and lifted up your drooping head so that he could look at you better, there were subtle dark circles underneath your eyes from studying so much.

It was clear to him that you had been sacrificing your sleep to catch up with the course. But to him, you looked really pretty, nonetheless. It was your determination that he admired the most in that moment.

He knew, it was a hard choice to give up something you had practised for three years just for the sake of your passion, it was risky but still you had done it and now that you were so close to your goal, he wasn't going to let your hopes go crashing down the roof.

"You know, someone told me that sometimes things are hard but it dosen't mean that they are impossible," He whispered softly, his finger still under your chin in case you decided to turn your face away from him.

"And even if your parents give up on you," he moved closer to you than he already was, his free hand going around you and resting on the Chair that was kept behind you, caging you between him and the chair.

"I will always be there for you," he whispered and if he hadn't been standing so close to you, you would have probably missed what he had said. "I will always beleive in you, always, and you might miss it the first time, but you need to be strong enough to get up and try again. And as long as you do that, you will never fail."

He could see the tears brimming in your eyes and a smile twitching on your face, the smile that he loved so much.

For a fact, Akashi keiji knew that you would always get what you wanted. You worked day and night to pursue your goals. Sometimes, you would fail and sometimes you would succed but he knew that you would always get back up again and do it all over again after you fail.

But pheraphs this time, you had been strong for too long without confinding in anyone. Pheraphs, it was the confirmation you needed to go after the things you wanted, and he would always be there to tell you how you are going to be okay.

It was in that moment when Akashi Keiji saw the small smile on your face, he decided that as long as he lives and as long as you would allow, he would make sure to always be there for you and to give you the push from him that you required. That was the least he thought he could do for you.

He bent down to gently press his lips against yours and you sighed into the kiss, your tense shoulders relaxed and your brain seemed to calm down a bit.

It reminded you how often he would be there to be your anchor, to make sure that you don't loose yourself and in that moment you knew that you loved him.

#Akashi Keiji x Reader #Akashi Keiji fluff #Akashi keiji x reader fluff #best boy #god knows how down bad i am for him #Akashi keiji #Akashi keiji oneshot #akashi keiji imagine #Akashi keiji imagine fluff #akaashi keiji #akashi keiji x reader

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hjemne · 4 months

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Long rant. If my housemate turns up strangled then you're not allowed to use this in court against me or whatever. My genuine opinion is that this guy needs amphetamines and financial hardship, and he's not going to bother getting better without that

Housemate has 6 exams to pass, then one more year of university. Housemate has taken 2 years out already. Housemate goes to Very Prestigious University who very rarely lets people take 2 years out to begin with.

Housemate moves in mid-April. Literally does not leave the house for over a month. Lives off deliveroo. Does negative amounts of housework. Comes out to shower twice a day for 30+ mins with boiling hot water. Otherwise is in his room 23/7. Turned down all offers to socialise 'until after exams' starting two months before exams.

Housemate does not go to revision classes. Housemate does not go to lectures. Housemate does not do anything.

Day before first exam, housemate realises he misread his exam timetable. He has not prepared for the exam the next day. This is somehow not his fault. Housemate decides to take a third year out. Housemate misses the first exam. Housemate's father flies across the world to support him.

Housemate schedules a meeting to discuss taking a third year out. The meeting is at the same time as his second exam. Housemate misses his second exam. Very Prestigious University decides he cannot take a third year out. Housemate thinks this is unfair, because one person in the past was allowed to take three years out. Housemate does not appreciate how exceptional it is to be allowed to take even two years out. Very Prestigious University gives him a very generous compromise of averaging his mark for the final four exams, ignoring the two he missed. Housemate does not appreciate how exceptional this offer is.

Housemate has 6 days between the meeting and his first (third) exam. Housemates sister flies across the world to support him. Housemate decides the day before his first (third) exam that he is dropping out. Housemate immediately gives up at the second first sign of trouble. Housemate wants to change to a different course but stay at the Very Prestigious University. Housemate is fucking deluded about his reality.

Meanwhile, I have sat 6 exams in 8 days at the same Very Prestigious University, representing over 60% of my final grade for my entire 4 year degree.

Housemate has ADHD and depression. I have ADHD and depression. Housemate faced close family bereavement last year. I faced close family bereavement two months ago. Housemate is sad because 5 years ago he was 'falsely accused of rape' and lost friends. I was raped by my domestic partner last year and could only start processing it a few months ago when my housing no longer depended on staying with my rapist. Housemate thinks he has suffered more than Jesus on the cross and so should get special exemptions to university rules (he also thinks he should get his third year off because he misread the single paragraph rule around taking time off). Housemate doesn't seem to consider that other people also have things going on in their lives, but which they have to push through and deal with by actively engaging in the support available instead of months-long self-imposed isolation. Housemate told the university staff who have been helping him that it's the university's problem if so many people are struggling. Which may be true but is a bold fucking move from the guy who has done nothing for multiple years and then expects the university staff to bail him out last minute and do what he wants them to do.

Housemate is also a terrible housemate. Housemate continues to misgender NB housemate. Housemate owes NB housemate hundreds in unpaid bills that he forgets about. Housemate got me alone in his room at 2am and tried to kiss me despite me giving zero indication that I in any way wanted that. Housemate does not do the very very simplest of household tasks despite multiple verbal, texted and printed reminders. Housemate leaves blood (from acne) in the bathroom for others to clean up. Housemate is so goddamn useless and willfully, deliberately ignorant that he doesn't bother trying to unload the dishwasher "because he doesn't know where plates go" my brother in Christ you have spent four months in this house and it is a tiny fucking house!!!!!!! Use your eyeballs you obtuse motherfucker!!!! do you not have a shred of curiosity or independence?? Is there truly nothing going on upstairs?? It's not even that he needs everything spelled out for him, because no matter how many reminders he gets, he still doesn't do it. He needs everything done for him. He doesn't even get his groceries from the shop 5 mins away bc he gets everything delivered. He is 23. He has actively and deliberately cut himself off from others, and then moans about not having a 'proper university experience'. He genuinely seems to believe in his own self-importance, genuinely seems to believe that rules should bend around whatever he wants to happen. He thinks he's the world's specialest and most persecuted little guy when he's really just an incompetent man who cannot function without being coddled by mummy or without being bankrolled by daddy, who is driving himself further into his mental health spiral by refusing to face up to responsibility or reality or consequences. And he can afford to do this because his family are extremely wealthy, so he can always find an escape from doing anything even slightly hard. Because family money gives him the ability to do nothing at all! And so he wont! Because he's not even attempting to manage his ADHD, and so he will always procrastinate until the last minute, then use his money to wiggle out of it anyway. It's destroying him!! And he's destroying my sanity!

I'm going to start tearing him limb from limb with my teeth.

Only positive is that I now look incredible in comparison. Doesn't matter what grade I graduate with, because I at least will graduate

#you need a proper reason to take a year out and it has to be signed off by a third party (eg doctor recommendation) and the university #it's fairly straightforward to take a single year out but if you want to take more than one then you need a REALLY good reason #like you took the first year off for mental health reasons but then you get hit by a bus and need extensive surgeries #then theyd give you a second year off #a third is so so so so so rare like i think you basically need a long long succession of family + medical + financial catastrophes #also they literally had to write an entire set of exams for him and him alone bc they changed the exam format for the year after him #and hes the only guy on his course to be 2 years behind (i presume)#like yeah dude no shit the academic office wasnt falling over themselves to help you #you're causing them so much work and demonstrably doing absolutely nothing in return #you should be grovelling for forgiveness over missing exams not blaming them for student mental health #(which the university should absolutely do more for and is absolutely responsible for creating incredibly mentally damanging environments)#goddamnit im angry #because hes just not trying #because he doesn't have to try because he can use his money to avoid working #rambles #cw sa mention

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prince-everhard · 1 year

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Weekly Oneshot Challenge - week 5

Title: Tested Rating: gen Fandom: Naruto Word count: 1219 Summary: [fantasy AU] Sasuke is one step closer to avenging his family. The only thing standing in his way of his next goal is the Adventurer’s Guild entrance exam, and nothing is going to stop him from passing. Especially not a pink-haired wanna-be adventurer.

Sasuke waited by the gates to the training field for the guild assessment to start. He wasn’t anxious, he told himself, but focused. Driven. Ready to take one step closer to avenging his family. The travel passes granted to higher level adventurers would allow him to seek out his family’s killer in whichever country he had fled to. Gaining access to the guild was just one step on many, but he was absolutely ready. He’d literally filed his application the day he’d turned sixteen, the minimum age for the test. Age didn’t matter to Sasuke. His family’s killer hadn’t even been sixteen yet. Sasuke shook his head. He couldn’t let himself get distracted. All he needed to worry about today was the entrance exam.

To his right, his fellow Adventurers’ Guild hopeful Naruto was waiting as well. Sasuke had met Naruto a few times on his travels and was pleasantly surprised to see the blonde there. The surprise being pleasant was also a surprise to Sasuke. Naruto was a young monk following in the footsteps of one of the most unpleasant people Sasuke had ever had the misfortune of meeting- a semi-famous author with more vices than virtues and a voice both booming and grating. Naruto, while sharing a similar volume and eye-searing attire (seriously, what kind of monk wore orange?), was quite competent on the field and took Sasuke’s prickly nature with grace and good humor. He wouldn’t drag them down in the exam.

Their third for the entrance exam hadn’t shown up. The proctor to their left seemed unaffected by the unexpected absence or the delay it had caused, but it left Sasuke feeling chafed and jittery. Being this close to one of his goals, but unable to complete it, sat poorly on his mind.

As if sensing his mood, Naruto bounced over and nudged him none-too-gently in the ribs. “Don’t look so sour, jerk. We’ll pass this exam even if it is just the two of us.” Sasuke opened his mouth to- snap? joke back?- but was interrupted by a different proctor walking up to their gate, another examinee in tow.

“Your exam partner fell suddenly ill,” said the proctor, “so we’re putting you with someone whose partners were also otherwise unable to complete the exam this year.” And he gestured to the girl beside him. “You’ll begin the exam shortly, so be prepared.”

Sasuke took the moment to look her over. She was wearing armor that looked pristine, for one, not to mention that both her breastplate and the leather he could see peeking from behind her chainmail were stamped or tooled with little flower designs. The wood of her axe handle and shield had been stained in some way so that they were a bright, cheery pink. Her hair was pink. She wore a simple diadem with a single green gem on her forehead. She smiled sunnily at her new teammates and Sasuke fought the urge to scowl. She looked soft.

“My name is Sakura,” she said, still smiling. “I look forward to working with you both.”

Sasuke shoved her into the mental box of just another obstacle he’d have to face to achieve his goal. He didn’t even respond to her greeting, just turned toward Naruto. “Try to keep up, loser.” And he walked away from them both to stand closer to the gate.

The proctor looked over the top of his book at Sasuke with a raised eyebrow, but Sasuke ignored him just as easily as he ignored the low chatter behind him where Naruto and Sakura were having a conversation. Let the idiot make nice and keep an eye on her for the exam. Sasuke just needed to pass.

After a moment, the proctor put his book away and cleared his throat. Naruto and Sakura moved closer. “In one minute, I’ll open this gate. There is a minor clan of goblins inside that have been terrorizing nearby villages. They have been trapped in here by higher level guild members. Your job today is to eliminate all of them.”

Sasuke re-evaluated the scope of the exam. While the fenced area wasn’t terribly large, it was the size of at least a large village and had plenty of trees and cover for the goblins. Without exact numbers, they would also have to take the time and energy to search the area and make sure they’d left none behind. A daunting task for three, even more so for only two. Sasuke side-eyed the new girl, but she was checking her equipment straps and didn’t notice his gaze. He fought the urge to pinch the bridge of his nose in frustration. Hopefully she would at least be useful in searching.

The proctor pulled on the rope keeping the gate secured, and it swung open with a creak. “Begin!”

All three of the examinees rushed in to be met with an equally eager goblin horde. Sasuke immediately lost himself in the flow of battle, drawing his sword in one hand and keeping the other ready to cast arcane energy if anything got too close. The new girl was fighting outside of his peripheral, but he could hear her occasionally grunt or shout. Naruto was just inside his vision, about twenty feet away and mowing through enemies with surprisingly graceful punches.

Several minutes passed, and the goblins didn’t seem to thin or slow in the slightest. Sasuke had already needed to move twice to avoid getting his feet tangled in the growing pile of bodies around him. He pressed closer to Naruto, who turned to him with a manic grin. “I thought he said this was a minor clan! This is easily twice that number!”

Sasuke was about to reply when things went wrong. A goblin, bigger than the rest and wearing some scavenged armor, bore down on his left and he was barely able to pull his sword up in time to parry. Another goblin grabbed onto his right arm and bit down, clinging in such a way that he couldn’t reach it with his magic. A third charged him head on.

Naruto called out, but he was blocked in his own fight with four of the goblins. Sasuke prepared himself to take the hit.

There was a puff of displaced air, a solid back and pink hair in front of him, and then a truly horrendous crunching noise as Sakura bashed the goblin with her shield. It flew back thirty feet and crashed into a pair of goblins that had been rushing toward them. Sasuke watched it skid another ten feet and land in a pile of vaguely goblin-shaped mess. Sakura spun on her heel and lopped the head off the goblin that was sword-locking Sasuke. She grinned at him, fierce and maybe a little bit smug. “Try to keep up, loser!” She then launched herself at the goblins she’d toppled with their comrade.

Sasuke sliced the goblin off his arm as Naruto fought his way over to him. The monk wasn’t even looking at his opponents as he laid them out with expert blows. Instead, his eyes tracked Sakura with a dopey look on his face. “I think I’m in love,” he told Sasuke.

Sasuke shoved him into one of the goblins that was trying to run for it in retaliation.

#fanfic #naruto #fantasy au #prince fic #weekly oneshot challenge #finally i have fulfilled my burning desire to give sakura a battleaxe #anyway i hope y'all enjoyed it

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easypeasyhoneycassie · 7 months

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what do you do when all your life you have been discussing your problems with your friends, but now your problem is about your friends or friendship in general?

this is a delicate topic, and i don't want to seem ungrateful. but i do have dissatisfaction towards my friends, and i think admitting it would do me good

i think the issue can be boiled down to me feeling being unfairly treated. I compare my friendships with other people's friendships, and how my friends treat me and their other friends

people i feel the closest aren't usually available, and are usually not as supportive as i would like them to be. i don't even think they consider me as their close friends (a personal truth)

they are very independent, have strong and well-informed opinions on things, sorted out how they want their life to be, have career/interests/hobbies they spend a lot of time on. i support and share to my other friends what they do or want to promote, but when it comes to what i do or want to promote, they don't show much support

i have a writing account for film analysis/reviews, poetry, and articles. from my memory, they never liked (as in clicking the like button on) my posts and i don't think they even read them

i seldom show up on my friends' social media posts, but they would take pictures with/of their other friends when they hang out and tag them. their friends exist in my memory but i don't think i exist in theirs. even when i do the same thing for them, they wouldn't reciprocate, so for those friends i don't do that (often) anymore.

for one of them, i guess i'm not a friend she wants to show her "audience". i'm not sure if that's a good thing or bad thing, because it's possible i'm her private friend and the friends she shows have a public audience like she does.

last week i was in a bad place, partly because of the weather, and i think my approaching birthday contributed to that as well

it was a revelation i had when i was having a breakdown

i was nursing a headache for a few days, migraine on the left with muscle tightness on my left neck and shoulders. i woke up at 2.40am after sleeping for 4 hours. i sat up and tried to meditate the pain away. i rubbed the left side of my head and after a while i started crying.

i have heard we store traumas (or literally evil spirits) in our muscles.

i realized my birthday is coming and i feel devastated. not because i'm aging, i tell people i'm turning 30 this year because it means nothing to me. but birthday, or birthday celebration, has always been a sore subject of mine.

i didn't have a lot of friends since i was small and during my studies. my birthday always landed on Easter holiday, or exam periods. at least that's what i tell myself why no classmate celebrated/knew my birthday. even in my household, we didn't celebrate birthdays.

i never have a boyfriend or someone i've been seeing during any of my birthdays. the guys i've celebrated their birthdays with? they never stayed long enough until mine came. (most of them were boring and not suitable for me so i wouldn't want them to stay tho but still)

my last boyfriend broke up with me less than a month before my birthday. a guy ghosted me one week before my birthday. it was 6 years ago, then it was 3 years ago and i still remember.

even my current friends don't usually remember it, or celebrate it. i ask them out for their birthday celebration, and i need to ask them out for MY birthday celebration. sometimes they are busy during that time and would promise to rain check, and they would forget and my heart is too tired to remind them again.

my heart gets tired when i feel abandoned or forgotten. my heart is tired.

during my year 1 in college, my classmates prepared a surprise for me and i cried because no one ever did that for me. that's a memory i still cherish. that's the only memory i can hang on to because i don't have a birthday as happy as that after it.

some friends don't have birthday, they have birthMONTH because the whole month is for celebration. and wow, the amount of friends they meet up with, restaurants they go to, gifts and messages they receive are unfathomable for me.

a friend suggested that i "subtly" tell people on the first day of the month that my birthday is coming on social media. i think it's embarrassing to do so but it's a fun idea and made me laughed a little.

i probably told myself i don't care about birthday celebration, but clearly that's just me being forced to accept to avoid disappointment.

even in daily life, not many people i know would interact with me. sometimes, very rarely because i'm afraid they wouldn't text me back, i would reach out, we would have a polite conversation (2-3 replies) and that's the end of it. i was still the quiet, gentle classmate they didn't talk to a lot, and of course they have met enough friends in life, there's no need to look back at and interact with people they only used to study with.

i know part of this problem can be solved by changing my perspective. i'm not sure if the other parts are problem of mine or the friends that i have. i think if i can change my way of thinking, the problem will no longer exist.

anyway, i wanted to be alone and not meet people which is a sign i consider my depression is crawling back so i forced myself to go out with a friend tonight (who hasn't make me sad yet bc we only became closer again last year, and she is a sweet and care-free person which is what i need rn)

thank you if you have read till the end

#personal #friendship #relationships #very long post #text post #self reflection #depression

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bep1erfics · 1 year

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how would zb1 help you while studying for your exams- hyungline 🤍

requested by: anonymous 🍥

p.s i’m sorry i’ve been inactive! here’s a little gift i’m so sorry 😭

zhanghao:

looking at your distressed face, zhanghao could tell that you needed some words of encouragement as studying for exams wasn’t the most ideal thing to be doing on your precious weekend.

- he would come over to check up on your often, rubbing your back and reassured you, as you were anxious about your exams

- if he could, he would help you note things down and told you key facts/information on the subject(s) you were studying for

- at the end of your study session, zhanghao would prepare a hot chocolate and put on your favourite movies, letting you rest your head on his chest

hanbin:

as hanbin was helping out at his mom’s café, you decided to tag along as your exams were in two days. that way the calming atmosphere would help you concentrate more than you would at home

- unpacking your bags, hanbin places a cappuccino on on your desk, giving you the biggest & flashiest smile you could dream of

- as you started to unwind, your hands started to shake due to being overwhelmed by the amount of assignments you had to catch up on while still having to study for your upcoming exams

- keeping a close eye on you, hanbin walks over and puts his arm around your shoulders, asking if you were okay

- in the end, hanbin ended up spending majority of his time helping you study. even though he was by your side hanbin still helped out at the café, serving customers which made your day a little brighter

matthew:

“what’s wrong babe”

- matthew tried telling you about his crazy stories for the 50th time but you’ve just had it. usually you weren’t this grumpy, but the stress from studying finally got to you.

- “can you shut up for a second? i’m busy, leave me alone” you respond, harshly. buying your tongue, you realised you had hurt him deeply as his eyes turned downwards and left the room, shutting the door behind him.

- after your small argument with matthew, you lost focus even more after overthinking the whole situation once again, screwing your relationship up. one flaw you had was you always took your anger and stress out on people which is what you needed to work on.

- sighing, you stood up from your study spot and found matthew looking anxious on the couch. to make things right again, you immediately apologised and hugged matthew tightly, telling him you were just overwhelmed from studying.

- he then walked with you to your room where he gladly volunteered to help you. but, instead of helping you he literally doodled random pokémon on your papers…

jiwoong:

“ahh i know this one”

- jiwoong and yourself sat down, trying to figure out the answer to this stupid question you’ve been working on for what seemed like hours. jiwoong tried his hardest, but he would just mention that he ‘knew’ the answer but was in fact struggling as hard as you were.

- you two eventually gave up and moved on to the next answers until you took a break and spread yourself out on the couch, pigging out. little did you know, you fell asleep right away after being so exhausted for hours.

- jiwoong smiled at your restless body, kissing your forehead before deciding to move you upstairs to your shared bedroom. with his strong + muscular build, he grabbed you and carried your body up the stairs with ease.

- let’s just say, this study session turned out to be a 5 hour nap as jiwoong plopped himself on the other side of the bed, falling fast asleep. what a productive evening.

#boys planet #kpop imagines #fanfic #sung hanbin #ricky boys planet #ricky #zb1 jiwoong #zb1 #seok matthew #kim gyuvin #han yujin #zhang hao #kim taerae #park gunwook

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