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[warmau]

{Special} College!AU Hendery

major: general biology 

minor: infectious diseases

clubs: part of chinese culture club with sicheng + tutors sometimes but he gets off-track easily, wont admit it out loud but attends the magic the gathering gettogethers often as well, extraterrestrial enthusiasts club

sports: he originally joined xiaojun for one of his ballet classes as a joke, but ended up really liking it and now he shows up regularly and the professor thinks hendery’s upbeat, chattery attitude is so “charming” and xiaojun just,,,,,,rolls his eyes like ma’am you don’t even know,,,,,,,,

hendery is a force to be reckoned with - not necessarily in a bad way, but if you aren't a high-strung energetic type then 

it can be hard to keep up

but the truth is, hendery is just like that because he’s a natural born people-pleaser 

making others happy by making himself the goofiest he can be actually brings him a lot of joy

and he finds no shame in carrying the ‘class clown’ title from high school into his college years

he takes everything with ease, kun and xiaojun frequently ask if he’s being an idiot on purpose, and hendery just thinks its hilarious 

yangyang and yukhei usually just egg on his jokes and stunts 

yukhei likes to partake in them too 

but yangyang is a little too smart 

and wont take on any bet thrown at him the way these two will

and believe me, hendery’s got a record for it 

in his freshman year, he applied to a bunch of frats - only to see if he could past initiations 

getting pied in the face, lugging mattresses across the quad, standing up in the middle of class to profess his love to the professor 

all of those tests were easy-peasy ,,,,,, and even though he’d passed them all ,,,,,,, in the end he didn't even join any of the frats

just thanked them for the “fun times” while the other recruits eyed him like he was insane

basically, he will do anything asked of him - especially if itll make for what he refers to as “good comedy”

if it really is “good comedy” you have to ask the spectators - and the people who end up being pulled into it - which more than often are either his friends or his classmates

so why general bio? and even weirder - why infectious diseases?

well as silly as hendery is, the silliness doesn't translate well into art or literature 

like he tried his hand at poetry and pottery and other humanities 

and lets just say ,,,,,,,,,,, it didn't work out

(he’s banned from the literature department)

science on the other hand,,,,,,,,

leaves much more space for silliness than hendery could have ever imagined

although its a lot of math and rigorous testing - hendery enjoys the adventurous part of science

he likes opening textbooks with colorful, kind of icky, diagrams

have you ever seen the inside of a cell? hendery thinks it looks like a clown maze at the amusement park - he loves it!!!

biology is one of the most hands-on sciences 

and when people in his intro course were gagging at the idea of disecting a frog

hendery was just like “leave it to me - even though i was only half listening to the professors instructions!”

and diseases are even more interesting to him

because their genetic makeup is so funny, and their scientific names are even funnier!!!!!!!

“hey xiaojun, you know what i learned about today? leptospirosis. LEPTOSPIROSIS - doesn't it sound kinda like leprechaun!?!?!? i almost died laughing in lab!!!!!” 

xiaojun: how is that even funny

kun: just let the child amuse himself

sometimes people mistake his enthusiasm about his major as meaning he isn't actually interested in it as a career

just taking part in it like some inside joke

but that's far from the truth

hendery is actually a pretty proficient scientist when the topic intrigues him

and although hes loud and a little disruptive in actual lab

there are rare occurrences when you can find him quietly working on his results and papers

there’s nothing funny about making a mistake in science, hendery knows and understands that 

and even though he doesn't tell many people it - he does have some interest in taking steps toward entering the medical field

but hes kept it a secret - because no one would take him seriously anyway so there isn't any point in talking about it

when hes not in class, making the professor groan and the students snicker behind their laptops

he’s usually at someone elses dorm rather than his own

he’s almost always given an invite to a party, people are always calling him over to join them for late night drinking or karaoke 

because if hendery is there - it is guaranteed to be a good time

on multiple occasions, ten and kun have had to come to his aid

there was one time where hendery kind of totally overdid it and ten even had to facetime hendery’s mom 

she had given him an earful over the phone, thanking ten when she was finally done

and just as hendery thought he could scurry off, ten had told him he had his own lecture in store

hendery’s busy social life isnt a problem for xiaojun though, who he shares his dorm with

hendery’s gone most of the time so xiaojun dumps all his stuff in the closet and is happy to use the extra space for ballet practice

,,,,,,,,,,until hendery stumbles in at 4pm on a sunday and is like “hey!” before passing out directly on the floor

look me in the eyes and try and tell me hendery doesn't have corny meme stickers on his laptop. you cant. 

although hes wild, and a hand full, his friends do really care about him

and when they’re all together 

kun and ten admit that hendery is extremely good at cheering them up

xiaojun and yangyang do have to agree that life would be boring without him

and sicheng and yukhei, who never interfere with his lifestyle choices, reveal that hendery is a good friend

when anyone needs something

hendery will jump through hoops to get it

and he’s usually up for taking the blame if something goes wrong

that’s exactly how you end up meeting hendery

back in highschool you two hadn’t ever interacted, mostly due to the fact that you had transferred in during senior year

and you were a bit on the reserved side

with an interest in quiet library's and flying under the radar till graduation

while hendery was much more of a social butterfly 

with people begging for him to follow back on instagram or make it to their weekend parties

you had both existed in virtually different worlds - until you found yourself in a really, really, really bad situation

it had been the literal last day of highschool 

you were one hundred and one percent sure you had absolutely everything out of your locker, most importantly - your college acceptance letter

which was one of your proudest achievements, but also the only document with your student id notification which you’d need for registrations and the acceptance orientation

giddy as you walked out toward the bus, you rummaged around in your bag one last time

just so you could pull it out and read it all over again when -

you must have looked absolutely insane on the curbside, dumping everything out of your bag and digging around like a rabid animal

but it was gone - your folder with your letter, and not to mention your graduation certificate, GONE

you scoop everything back up and run back toward the school - you’re happy that you see a figure coming out of the front door

because that means you can still get inside

the boy brushes past you and the door shuts behind him - you pull at the bar and then he turns around, taking his headphones off

“oh, the schools closed. the janitor let me out but-”

your eyes are so wide and full of terror when you turn that hendery can’t even finish his sentence

you look like you’ve seen a ghost and he asks you whats wrong

“m-m-my- a-a-accept-acc- my-m-”

hendery doesn’t understand any of your muttering - so he does what he always does when his friends go into a stupor

he grabs you by the shoulders and gives you a good shake

you’re about to yell at him, but it actually lets you collect yourself for a moment

you turn and start feverishly banging on the door 

“what are you doing?!”

“you said something about a janitor - if he hears us he’ll let me back inside and i can get my letter!”

hendery sort of stares at you, for the first time he’s in the position where he looks at someone and thinks - seriously? are you insane, all this over some letter?

when usually he’s on the receiving end of such judgement

but either way, he tells you to stop - the janitor isn’t going to hear some loud bangs and come running

you guys are going to have to do something bigger to his attention

before you know it, hendery’s dropped his bag and circles around the school

you follow him, not sure of what else to do - but when he’d said you had to do something bigger, it sounded like he had a plan

and hendery does have a plan - he stops outside the large glass window right under the gym

“ok, you - go back to the front entrance. when the janitor steps out, run in through the door and get your letter.”

“how are you going to get him to step out?!”

hendery looks around, pushing aside some of the shrubs and picking up a rock

you look at it, then him, and then the window

“you're not going to-”

he feigns offense, “destroy school property? of course not! now go - run to the front.”

you only half believe him, but you need that letter more than anything, so you circle back to where you started

it all happens in a blurry flash - you hear something shatter, you hear the door push open a minute or two later, you dash passed and down the empty halls

you’re so focused on getting your letter and getting the hell out of there that you don’t notice the voices outside or the big crack in the window as you’re running back 

with your letter in hand, you sort of disappear before you can get caught up in whatever hendery’s plan was

and hope that he at least got away too

the next time you see him is at freshman orientation

you’re surprised that this school was his choice and under any other circumstance you’d brush it away

but you’re itching to know

so when you approach him and ask, how did he help you out on that faithful day (does he even remember it?)

hendery grins, wide and bright

“of course ii remember it! the janitor caught me and ii had to do community service or pay a fine. spent half my time cleaning up garbage in a park because of you!”

the words aren't malicious - actually he doesnt even look mad when you apologize for such a big inconvenience

instead he just tells you it was worth it - it took him sometime, but he figured that the letter you’d been going on about like crazy had to be something ultra important

you hadn’t even known this dude - and yet, he was talking to you like he had just done a favor for an old friend

since then, you’d grown closer to him 

and now you both where in your junior years - you’d become a part of his friend group and he had become someone so much more than just a stranger 

looking back at it - you’d never thought you and him would get along on such a deep level

but you did, and you suspected it had most to do with the fact that no matter how goofy or dumb his antics were

hendery had never and would never intend to hurt anyone 

in fact, he’d put himself in harms way first

and his loyalty was something lost on most people your age - you admired it 

sometimes, you were even jealous of the pure-natured almost naïve way he went about life

so now you’re sitting in his dorm, xiaojun is at his desk watching ballet recitles and you’re shifting through hendery’s messy pile of books and papers

“isn’t your lab due tomorrow - how did you manage to lose it?”

he rummages through his backpack and whines

“i didn't loooose it- i bet kun stole it!”

“kun isn’t taking a bio class, you just probably tossed it out like always.”

“hey!”

you turn to see hendery’s signature pout, deep dark eyes big and hurt

“you’re making me sound so dumb!”

“hendery,,,,,,,sometimes - you are.”

he sticks his tongue out and you continue to look through the pile, your hands stop when they reach the thin, silver book that is your highschool yearbook

your copy is at home, you wonder for a second why hendery’s is here

“did you find it?!”

hendery bounds over and you cover it up quickly - giving him a playful shove away

“no, now keep looking - or else you’re going to have to re-do all fifteen pages tonight!”

he whines, but returns to his corner of the room. your fingers tap the stack of paper and you feel a weird wave of nostalgia hit you

it’s broken up as the door swings open to the dorm and sicheng walks calmly through it

he passes you a handful of crumpled papers

“found hendery’s lab report in our trashcan.”

you turn to glare at hendery who puts his hands up and grins

“oops?”

after you leave hendery to retype his lab, you find yourself thinking about that yearbook again

you’ve been hendery’s friend for almost three years now - but in highschool you guys hadn’t even spoken

you’ve never thought about it before, but it’s almost shameful that you lost all those years 

because hendery is a good friend, a lifelong friend

you and him could have had so many more memories together if instead of meeting on the last day in an almost comical twist of events

he could have been in your literature class, or you could have been his tutor and then you two could have just bonded like you did in college and become friends, even maybe-

lovers

you stop walking as the word flashes through your mind

“no, that’s just,,,,,,,silly.”

you toss the momentary curiosity to the side - if anything, ever since you started college you’d only had one crush on somebody

a crush so secret, you hadn’t even dared to write it down in your journal - let alone tell anyone

and you planned on keeping it that way

afterall, you had a degree to get and you were so - so close.

a couple of weeks later you find yourself handing in the last paper before a small spring break, you plan on going home when you get a call

hendery’s voice full of excitement

“whens your train home?” 

he asks, not bothering with a greeting - he’s probably the only person you know who likes to jump right into any conversation

“tomorrow, around three.”

“cool - so that means you can party tonight!”

you roll your eyes - that's another thing you’ve gotten into since being hendery’s friends, parties

although they still aren’t your favorite pastime - you have to admit, they can be entertaining

and you and ten have sort of agreed that as the responsible ones, being at the party would at least mean hendery (and on most occasions yukhei) would have a safe way to get home

“maybe, depends on the party.”

hendery’s laugh is a sound so familiar - and so nice you sometimes think you can hear it forever and not grow sick and tired of it at all

“actually this time it’s at johnny’s place in the city! he finally got out of the dorms since he’s in graduate school now - but ten convinced him somehow.”

you know johnny suh, who doesn’t, a graduate student in film studies and super close friend of ten’s 

back when you and hendery were still freshmen, johnny was the one known on campus for being a little too wild

but now, hendery seems to have stolen the title

“well if it’s at his place I guess it’ll be pretty small, im just happy we aren’t going back to that frat.”

hendery makes a disgusted sound

“nah! that place was boring and remember how i almost punched that guy out for-”

“yes, i remember. what time should i be heading over?”

“ill pick you up at ten!”

you hang up and smile, something in your chest warms a little - a feeling you haven’t felt before 

sometimes he can be so crazy, and then sometimes he really is a gentleman 

the thought doesnt occur to you as being unique in anyway, and you try hard not to fester on that weird feeling in your chest

hendery is late - because of course he is - but you’re used to it and give him just a little bit of a scold as you two walk toward the metero

other than that the conversation is the same, plans, friends, potential people you’ll run into at the party, etc.

you and hendery stand close to each other on the subway, his hand comes up to hold your shoulder when the cart jerks or someone is pushing past you to get in

you poke the hole in his tshirt hem and mutter that he should at least ask xiaojun to sew it up

when you both get to the party, johnny is already half a wine bottle in by the flush on his face and the way ten is chasing after him 

sicheng and kun are there, mingling among themselves and waving you guys over

hendery says he’s going to join them and you’re about to step toward them to

when you feel someone tap your shoulder

you turn, and something in your body feels like it snaps

yukhei smiles at you and starts asking where hendery is - but you are looking over his shoulder at the person behind him

lee taeyong

the computer science major who had also studied alongside johnny at your college when you were a freshman

you had seen him when you had just started your first couple of weeks and that entire year had been like you were enchanted

he was an otherwise reserved, soft-spoken person

but his reputation was the unattainable heartbreaker - who would turn down confessions politely but with little to no regard

he was beautiful when you last saw him, and he was beautiful now - all this time later

whats he doing here? 

you’d been to johnny’s place before and had never seen him around, other graduate students sure but not taeyong

“ah! by the way - this is taeyong. he graduated but i met him because he’s here to-”

you bow a little and rush through the crowd toward the solitary confinement of the bathroom

to your luck, two voice shout from inside that its occupied so you escape to the stairs of the building - going up a couple of floors until the sound of the party is nothing but a drawl

you don’t know why, but seeing him hurts

it’s because he was the first person you ever really loved

you don’t get it too - your communications with him had been limited to a two time greeting in the computer lab late during finals week

you had seen him around, you’d once even followed him embarrassingly through the library

you knew nothing about him but his major and his beauty

so what made your heart fall so hard never really made sense

the way you’d felt was so confusing and therefore it made you so ashamed

you had thought about telling your friends to understand - why, but never did

and so you curl up a little and think that tonight its only a good idea for you to go

“ah! there you are - hey, are you crying?”

hendery’s voice breaks you out from your thoughts and you unravel a little to huff at him

“im not crying, im just -”

he sits down and puts a hand on your knee

“did some asshole try something, if you need me to get them let me know - you know how good ii am at rock throwing!”

the little inside joke makes you crack a smile and you shake your head

“its not that, i was just feeling a little cramped in there.”

he pulls to cans of beer from his jean pockets and sets them down

“that’s fine, we can party up here! just the two of us!”

you’d resist - but something about his cheer wins you over

you spend what feels like hours up there, hendery running back and forth between the flights to bring back more beer and snacks

you dont know how many cans are littered around you until your head falls against his shoulder

and if you were sober, you’d feel him tense up

“hey hendery - wanna hear a secret?”

you giggle and hendery turns a little, your eyes are glittering and your speech is just a little bit crocked

“sure, but ii think this should be your last can!”

he slips the beer from your hand - and you make a badly attempted reach for it that just lands your palm against his thigh

again, his body goes into alert, but you just keep going

“i have a crush on someone.”

you hiccup and hendery swallows - his heartbeat is a loud thudding in his ears

“o-oh yeah? on who?”

“wwwwwwwellllllll,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,”

you sit up and hendery looks at you again - you brace his shoulders

“taeyong.”

you hiccup and grin

“lee taeyong.”

with that you let go of hendery’s shoulders which have dropped anyway

you tilt your head back and hendery lurches forward to grab you when you start tipping over

your eyes close and you feel your head hit something soft - probably the front of hendery’s shirt

you whisper the next sentence, but hendery never hears it

“used to - i used to have a crush on him but now i think i,,,,,”

the words don't come out but it doesnt matter, hendery touches your cheek with his palm and sighs

you’re out cold for now

and he says something you never hear too

“damn, and here i was. stupid enough to think you were going to say my name instead.”

 the incident doesnt come back to you - not even when you’ve had an advil and are drinking coffee in the morning as you pack for home

your group chat is talking about yukhei doing something weird and your other texts are normal

so you just assume ,,,,,,,, nothing happened

and that's what it feels like 

until you’re back to classes after spring break and 

“soooooooooooo, a little birdie told me a secret over the break!”

you turn your head and look up to see yukhei

he plops himself down in the chair across from you and nearly sends the whole table shaking

you grab your laptop and coffee before it knocks over

“you and your giant knees need to be more careful.”

he waves it off and leans forward

“so, lee taeyong.”

your fingers, which had been diligently typing up your homework stop short

yukhei claps his hands and points a finger gun at you

“so you do like him! well, good news for you i got his number at the party and you guys are both all about work and school and-”

you shut your laptop and the noise makes yukhei’s voice shake for a second

“who told you about taeyong.”

yukhei scratches his head and leans back

“well i probably shouldn’t tell you but hendery. he heard taeyong and i got introduced by johnny so he thought i could help you-”

hendery?

something twists

hendery, did i tell hendery? when?

you stare into your lap and gasp

the party, i got drunk and i told him at the party and he -

“w-who else knows?”

yukhei waves his hand, trying to calm you down

“just the usual, but we all support it - im pretty sure taeyong is single and -”

he told, everyone?

a multitude of thoughts runs through your mind, but the biggest question is why

even if you were a little out of it, you know you wouldn't have just told hendery to go about spreading your secret

you’re sure, even if its fuzzy, that if you confided in him - you would have made it somehow clear that no one else should know

and hendery was close enough to you, that if there was a chance you hadnt done that, he’d instinctively know

which only leaves one real explanation - hendery isnt your friend, he spilled your secret to humiliate you

all these years - all this time - was he just waiting for it? for the right moment to make you some kind of laughingstock?

you stand up and gather your things, you ignore yukhei’s confusion and when he tries to stop you - you just push past him

it must be for payback, he must have been actually so pissed about that stupid stunt he pulled for me in highschool. after all, he probably got a stain on his record because of it and so he plotted to make me look like a fool one day right - right!

your logical brain starts moving, making up more and more scenarios

he probably thought - oh why do I have to take the blame for some stupid stranger! but didn't know what else to do so he befriended me and made him trust me

your brain runs like a crazed engine, but something in your chest fights against it

suddenly you think about it again

trust, hendery is the one person i fully trust. there isn't any reason for him to hurt me

a glimmer of that hopefulness washes right away when you get a text from an unknown number

you stare at it and re-read it

the anger that had powered you before surges up through you again

‘hi, this is lee taeyong. your friend told me how you feel and while im grateful for the compliment - ii don't want to let you pine for no reason. im currently not looking for a relationship, but lets be friends if the chance arises.’

what kind of stupid text is that - i don't want to date you! im not some lovestruck idiot! why are you treating me like one? why did hendery make me out to be one? hendery - hendery - im never going to fucking forgive you

and you don't - you block the number, you delete the contact, you know his schedule and you make it a point to avoid him at all costs

even his friends, who you thought were your friends once, aren't immune from the cold shoulder

and so when kun ends up sitting beside you on the bus - you’re so damn headstrong about it all that you get off at the next stop

part of you knows this is childish, and you’re supposed to be the big adult - the responsible one

like you’ve always been

but 

but hendery isn't even making an effort to reach out

actually, you think you’d probably haven given in by know if he’d called you or tried to reach you

he knows your schedule too so you thought hed track you down and at least ask whats going on

but he hasnt

which all you take is the fact that your point has been proven

this insane theory about how he’d befriended you for almost three years was just to find someway to get back at you in the end

and he’d done it! and he was satisfied! 

and it hurt

that's what it was 

painful

after a while it was less and less about your stupid little crush on a senior, and more and more about the fact that you had lost you friend

a person who you thought would have your back forever

a person who the universe didn't intend for you to even be near, to ever be close to

the opposite end of the spectrum and yet he had defied that all

and had left an impact on you that you thought would be with you forever

the blind kindness, the forgiving heart, the prone to accidents and silliness and just horrible decision making in general all for the sake of someone elses happiness

all of that had made you cherish him

at this point - you found yourself sitting up in bed - staring at the screen of your phone that used to ping nonstop with his texts

and realize you missed your friend

and worse of all

you missed your friend who you were starting to fall in love with

lee taeyong had been this ideal for you, beautiful and studios, the perfect match

you had daydreamed about bringing him home to your family, how he’d probably be so sweet and gentle 

but he was this stand-in, he was a dream that you thought you had

when in reality

your dream didn't consist of the graceful, hardworking, flawless man

it was

as you closed your eyes and really thought about it

it was always hendery

clumsy, laidback, overflowing with flaws man that at the center of it all was crafted with a heart of gold

but was he? would someone like that really sell you out?

your answer comes just as the end of your junior is approaching, you’re so mentally exhausted from school and your own feelings

that you don't have the time to focus on anything anymore but getting to your dorm and getting to bed

you accidentally drop one of the textbooks in your hand and when you reach down to get it - another hand extends for it too

you look up and 

oh god no, not right now!

“ah -- hello.”

taeyong gives you polite smile and you barely have enough energy to reply with your own small nod

“how are you?”

please don't do this to me, i don't want to make conversation with you

“fine, and you?”

“good, work hard on your finals!”

you say you will and are happy that he ended it so quickly when,

“also, i am still sorry i couldn't accept your feelings.”

the heavy blanket of tiredness suddenly feels like its aflame on your back

really, did you really have to say that?

some kind of newfound energy spikes up in you and you turn to him

“I know you're my senior, but ii need to say something to you.”

he titls his head

“i don't like you, i had a brief crush on you in freshman year but ii got over it. and no im not saying that to save face, ive already felt enough embarrassment about all this. ontop of that I don't have time to crush on you - im in love with hendery and yeah, i can say that now because it doesnt even matter.”

“YOU’RE IN LOVE WITH HENDERY?!?!?!?”

“YUKHEI?”

you pivot around so fast, this time all your books go flying

you hadn’t even noticed him in the haze of weakness and yet - there he is, right behind taeyong

like an unbound puppy he rushes up to you and grabs your hands

“I THOUGHT YOU WERE INTO TAEYONG!”

your instinct is first to tell him to not be so damn loud

but you’ve lost what pride you thought you had and yell right back at him

“NO IM NOT AND YES - I LOVE HENDERY - BUT HIS STUPID ASS HASNT EVEN TRIED TO TALK TO ME AND I HATE HIM, I LOVE HIM BUT I REALLY HATE HIM RIGHT NOW TOO!”

yukhei jumps up and down

you’re not sure he registered the last part of your sentence because something gleams in his eyes that you aren't sure you like

taeyong shakes his head, quietly picking your things up 

“ah, these kids really,,,,,,,,”

you pace up and down your dorm room like mad scientist

why did I do that? why did ii yell that out to the whole campus to hear - what is wrong with me?!?

you check your phone, but there isn’t a call or a text

yukhei has probably blabbed about it to hendery right now - what is going on why is no one telling me what is going on

you pick your phone up and scroll through the blocked contacts, you unblock everyone 

and you do get a flurry of text - but none of them are from hendery

ugh, im so stupid - not only did he trick me into being his friend but now he knows how ii feel about him and is probably laughing about it

you stop and put your hands on your face and groan

fuck you hendery, no one in the world could make me feel this crazy but you

some more time passes and you’re now sure that you’ve just embarrassed yourself further

you spotted kun on the way to your last final yesterday and had almost waved at him like everything was all peachy

when it wasnt

and now as you were packing your things up to leave the lecture hall you almost jump from your skin when someone shouts your name

you look down and beside a shocked professor is 

hendery?!?!?

“DID YOU THINK YOU WERE THE ONLY ONE WHO WOULD GET TO SCREAM ABOUT THEIR FEELINGS?”

oh my god - what is this kid about to do

you watch in shock as the professor taps hendery’s shoulder, but is ultimately ignored

“YOU MADE ME GET ALL DEPRESSED FOR NO REASON - I REALLY THOUGHT YOU WERENT EVER GOING TO SPEAK TO ME AGAIN AND THEN YOU JUST GO ABOUT YELLING THAT YOU LOVE ME? THATS NOT FAIR!”

you panic a little because the professor brings out his cellphone and hendery’s gotten in trouble for you before

you kinda think that's going to happen now too

but,,,,,,but you want to hear what he has to say too

“ITS NOT FAIR SO IM GONNA DO THE SAME THING - GET READY BECAUSE IM GONNA LET EVERYONE KNOW THAT I - WON KUNHANG - AM IN LOVE WITH YOU TOO!”

just as he finishes, you see the professor put down his phone

your head spins, but you let your feelings be pushed to the side as you maddash toward hendery

the professor probably dialed for on-campus security, and whats worse is this idiot just said his full name! well - let me at least help him out like he helped me!

you grab hendery as soon as you get near him

looking him in the eyes and every part of you is screaming a million and one things

to yell back at him, to get angry, to tell him to fuck off, to tell him you love him to his face, to ask if hes insane for real

but you just

kiss him

the professor jerks back and you can feel hendery’s knees almost give out 

when you pull back you turn to the provfessor and smile

“we’re doing impromptu theater, was it any good?”

your bluff actually manages to work - the security gives you two a stern talking to and tells you to tell the theater club to knock it off with these “public disturbances”

you squeeze henderys hand behind your back when he tries to insist it wasn't a performance, it was his true confession

until you’re finally free of the guard and you let him go

“you could say that kiss was fake all you want, but i know it was real.”

is the first thing he has the AUDACITY to say to you

and although you want to blow up

you want to ask him about how this all happened in the first place

you cant bring yourself to be mad

you just look at him and then sigh

“how’d it end up being you,,,,,,”

he shrugs his shoulders and suddenly his voice gets a little quieter

“i ask myself the same thing,,,,,,”

you furrow your eyebrows and huff

“excuse me? are you saying im not likable-”

he puts his hands up and shakes his head

“no, im just saying you’re right - we definitely aren’t the people we thought we’d fall for. ii mean c’mon, when you said taeyong that night - i just knew you know.”

“knew what?”

“that he was the right choice for you. im just a stupid kid compared to him, there’s nothing about me for you to fall in love with.”

he’s not lying, you can tell by the way his tone is soft and there's a real self-hatered woven into it

your anger about whatever slips away because this is a side of hendery you knew existed but that you also knew he fought hard to not show

“hendery, you are stupid. you’re stupid because you legitimately think you’re inadequate of attention and love. do you know why you’re popular - its not because you’re so funny.”

he stands up straight and the serious look on his face is handsome, but it makes something sharp wedge in your heart

“its because you are one hundred percent selfless. and not for some kind of advantage, but because you really want to help.”

your shoulders drop a little

“i envy you, your hearts pure and your intentions are always good. living life that way is so beautiful, that's the first thing about you that i feel in love with.”

a silent pause follows after

the rawness of the situation dawns on the two of you in a way you didn't think would ever be possible

you've told a lot of things to hendery, you subconsciously spilled one of your biggest secrets to him

so it only makes sense that when it came down to this moment you’d really, honestly tell him everything

you feel as maybe you've made it a little awkward, lecturing him in a moment where you both have confessed when suddenly

you feel his hand take yours

that signature smile back on his face

“oh yeah? what else did you fall in love with?”

half of you wants to snap, the other half - the one that wins bursts out into laughter

the list is long, but in the moment you just answer

“the fact that you’re soooo good at throwing rocks!”

“hey, it is a charm!”

he leans in and his lips settle on yours, they’re warm and soft and you circle your hands around his neck

you had thought about what kissing him would feel like before - once just for fun, but recently for other reasons

you didn't expect him to be so reserved, letting his lips sort of softly part only when you push a little closer to him

its a good second kiss, though you don't think anything will ever beat your first lol

and nothing beats the story too - which makes it to the front of the student journal

(both you and hendery get a talking to from theater club who was NOT happy about you lying - but ultimately did like that you ended up together)

you are in perpetual embarrassment shock for a while

but hendery eats it up! - if anyone as much as mentions it he’‘s like 

“let me tell you the beautiful tale of our lov-”

and you have to clamp your hand over his mouth like lol sorry don't mind him

even in the early stages of dating, you can tell that hendery is that kind of significant other

just like he is with friendships, he gives himself wholeheartedly to the other person

like yes, you just started dating and you know most people don't start off shouting that they love each other 

but you guys are different and although you've somehow become a little shy of using the word

hendery is in it - you are his love, his lovely, his lovable, his capital L love of his goddamn life and if he doesnt get to say it a million times well then

he just isn't trying hard enough

and although his affection is overflowing, and his love language is obviously expression

it is not smothering at all because in reality, you feel exactly as much as he does

its just that you show it off differently, but those who are your friends know

because hendery used to be able to do anything and everything

hence his notoriousness for being down for any dare

but your love language? protection

“no hendery, you are not going to drink hot sauce out of the bottle because yukhei said you couldn't do it.”

“no hendery, you are not going to dress up like the shrek just because ten bought the costume on amazon”

“no hendery, you are not going to climb that fence - hendery get down!”

you aren't trying to limit his free spirit - youre just worried

when you were just friends he was always in some kind of trouble, either with people in authority or covered in bruises and scraps from the aftermath of his silliness

you explained it once to him in the simpliest terms you could think up

squishing his cheeks between your palms youd looked him in the eye and said

“you are my boyfriend, and if you break your arm doing something dumb - what does that mean 1) your arm is broken and 2) you cant hold my hand with that arm so that sucks for me and you - right?”

to be honest you could dangle holding hands or kisses as leverage and hendery will give up on the spot

because lets be honest, he cannot live a day without at least giving you some kind of physical affection

the boy is a bursting pile of cheesy love - and you really try not to use that against him 

because it really is so wonderful and pure

but if he wants to do something dumb you will put your palm out when he leans in to kiss you and he will get all fretty like a big baby

kun at some point: don't you feel like youre a dog owner with a big, misbehaving puppy

you: no, not at all.

kun: really?

you: at least a misbehaving puppy listens sometimes

kun: ah, i see

hendery’s kind of dates include a lot of latenight fast food runs and showing up to your dorm with the excited news that he got a hold of someones netflix password so you guys can binge corny tv shows

you thought he’d be the type to want a new adventure everyday, but surprisingly enough, hes very VERY content with staying in and just snuggling

not to say you two don't have some very memorable and slightly embarrassing date stories 

ahem, that one time hendery got you bubble tea and you were waiting outside and he said “look I can balance both our drinks on my head!”

of course he spilled them all over himself

and you two used up all the napkins in the store before escaping the cashiers glare into a nearby store to get hendery a new tshirt

hendery isn't super flashy by the way, his clothes are mostly comfortable basics, and he likes a bit of an oversized fit

so when you wear them they’re extra loved and cozy

hendery gets a bit fidgety the first time you do it - and you really cannot tell why

you wonder if he doesnt like you borrowing his clothes, but then you roll over a little to cuddle against him and he freezes

and you’re like 

oh, that’s why

hendery - although loud and energetic in all other aspects of life - is a pretty bashful lover

his hands are always a little shaky and he waits for you to lead in with anything more than kisses

and you actually think its very, very adorable 

because he gets this kinda dreamy look in his eyes and his voice gets softer

and when your lips are on his collarbones its like the only thing he can even do is whisper your name against your hair

its a side you enjoy keeping all to yourself, and hendery is so thankful because oh my god no one would let him live it down

xiaojun gets a little grumpy that you and hendery are always around more - but he likes you as a person

(to him, youre the only person who can really keep hendery’s ambitiousness incheck)

so he lets it slide

plus you finally got hendery to stop coming around to his ballet practice, because you refuse to let hendery do so until he finishes his labs

and you know hendery is smart, you tell from the way he can offhandedly answer questions about his major 

and even though he has this idiotic habit of dumbing himself down for comedy

seeing him run up to you and show you the first perfect score on his lab, it really makes you swell with pride

and his interest in infectious diseases and all the weird diagrams of micro-organisms and whatnot doesnt phase you

actually his passion for it makes you excited to listen to him talk

and ten is like ew that thing looks like a bug

and youre like “listen to me, if hendery thinks the cell membrane is cute then you say its cute. ok. or. else.”

gosh when you guys get together - theres this energy that is so ,,,,, sweet - its almost a little dizzying

because its obvious that these feelings you two can so freely show to each other now have been piling up for a while

and now its free reign

sometimes hendery’s bangs get long and hell lean in to kiss you but his hair will tickle you first 

and you always do this like giggle and hiccup when you get tickled

and hendery once blinks and goes

“you know your hiccups are number 105 on the list of things I love about you”

and you laugh because lol wow do you really have a list

and hes like pffft no

(he has a list, it is in his iphone notes)

hendery the type of boyfriend who spends like five weeks planning a celebration for your anniversery

but on the day off hes like F I cant do this and abandones all his plans

and just shows up in front of you with twelve different bundles of flowers and ten different stuffed animals

and is like

“I know you really like roses, but also you said you liked sunflowers when we went to that farm and i know your a cat person, but you also like wolves so I got you-”

he just really really really wants to make you happy

and sometimes you can tell that he thinks he doesnt

that he compares himself to people he thinks are better for you

and that's when you’re just like hendery, look at me - its you. its only going to be you.

because the universe might have felt like you two didn't fit, but its so obvious you do

you made up a rule that if hendery tries to talk down about himself he has to do ten pushups with you on his back

but you never actually make him do it ,,,,, you just spend like an hour telling him he’s so dumb - because you are so in love with him

as you guys go into senior year together, hendery becomes your biggest cheerleader and you become his

and seriously you two could get through anything togther

one afternoon, as you’re walking back from class and hendery slides his palm into yours

you see johnny and taeyong across the ways - they’re picking some people up or something and taeyong notices you two

he waves

and you both wave back

when you get to your dorm and you curl up in hendery’s arms, you feel him play with the ends of your hair

“I never asked you, why did you tell everyone about my crush on taeyong?”

“when you said you liked him, I thought you meant like in the moment - and so I thought I could get yukhei to set you two up.”

“but didn't you already have feelings for me?”

hendery smiles a little against your hair

“yeah, but nothing mattered more to me than making you happy.”

you clutch the front of his shirt a little - the sentence makes you want to cry

from happiness, but also because of course - you had jumped to conclusions thinking he’d done it to hurt you 

but its hendery, of course he only did it to help

“wanna know something dumb?”

hendery moves back a little so he can look at you better

“hmm?”

“ive always wished we knew each other better back in highschool - maybe then we’d have more time and none of that would have happened. maybe we could have fallen in love all those years ago.”

he scrunches up his nose and you sit up

he follows suit and takes your hands in his

“yeah but - it was worth it. and hey, if we’d been buddies or whatever you might have never left your letter in that locker and ii would have never gotten to throw that rock through the window.”

you roll your eyes

“reall-”

“that was a stupid thing to do, and its the only stupid thing ive done that im so happy i did.”

you let yourself fall forward, right into his arms, they’re warm and they feel so perfect around you

“oh - and shouting out how much i love you in front of your whole class. that's another stupid thing im proud of.”

*this post was commissioned | other college!aus 

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hi can i request a angst where jaehyun and his s/o is an architect will live korea to pursue their dreams while also jaehyun focuses on his idol career

5. “i will support you even though i’m far away”

2. “i cant let us fade away” + “you’re the best part of my life”

Hi! Thank you for requesting! This idea is brilliant that I immediately write them down 💚 Ooh and this will be 85% fluff and 15% angst I’m sorry 🥺

(Angst)

5. “I will support you even though I’m far away.”

2. “I can’t let us fade away.”

(Fluff)

1. “You’re the best part of my life.”

word count: 1,2k words

You looked down at the envelope in your hand. The things written on the paper will change your life forever. You weren’t ready to open it, but not gonna lie, you really waited long enough to know the result of your hard work.

You open the lid nervously, taking out the white official paper inside before unfolding the paper to see what’s written on it.

‘Dear Ms. Y/l/n,

I am delighted to inform you that the Committee on Admission has admitted you to the class of 2021.’

You squeals in happiness when you finished reading the first sentence of the letter. “Mom! I’m admitted!!!” You run out of your room to your mom who’s cooking in the kitchen.

After a mini celebration with your family, you went back to your room, looking back at the letter, feeling proud. Sketching buildings and houses have been something you’re good at, and one of the reasons why is because of your desire to build a dream house for your family to live in. You want your family to live comfortably and happy, with your own design.

While you daydream about what’s going to happen in your upcoming life chapters, a notification pops up from your phone. You peeked into it to see who texted you and you smiled. It’s him.

Jaehyun <3: Hey, are you free for a date night?

You: “Hey baby! Yes, I’m free and I have something to tell you ~

Jaehyun <3: I’m excited! I’ll pick you up at 11, love. See you later ~

“I miss you so much!” Jaehyun hugged you so tight that you have to hold your breath with a smile drawn on your face. “Stop, I can’t breath!”

“Oops, sorry. I can’t help it.” He puts his hands back on the steering wheel and you leaned forward to give him a kiss. After all, you both can only date in his car to avoid getting caught by paparazzi and being careful not to hurt his fans.

Now that his car is parked in the middle of the park, he leaned closer to you while playing with your hand, squeezing it a little bit and your cheeks

“So, what is the thing you want to tell me, hm?” He asked.

You sighed. You were actually afraid that this might not end well because pursuing your dream job means leaving him and that you will be miles away from him without being able to come back home often.

“Well, the thing is... this.” You take out the letter you brought along to show him nervously, a small smile drawn on your face while expecting his reaction.

“Hm?” Jaehyun opened the letter you passed to him and a minute after he read the first paragraph, his eyes lit up in happiness. “Baby, you got admitted!” Before you got to reply he engulfed you in a hug again, slightly moving your body along with him in excitement. “Y-you’re happy?” You asked, voice muffled by being pressed to the crook of his neck.

“Of course! I know this means a lot to you. Going to this university is a dream and now you’re going for it! I’m so happy for you.”

For a moment, you feel like all the worries you have been thinking of were useless. Of course, he would be supporting and happy for you and stuff, but the fact that you both are going to be far away from each other still bothers your mind.

“Thank you for kindly supporting me, hon, but this means I’m going to be far far away from you.” You uttered sadly and he quickly sighed.

“I know. Remember when you first told me that you’re applying and I whined and told you I’m gonna be so sad if you got admitted? I am now. I feel like, you’re already going even though you’re still here with me and your departure will be in like two months?”

You can’t help but feel sad at what he said. A drop of tears slip out of your eye and you quickly wiped it off your cheeks and he immediately panicked. “Oh no, I made you cry! I’m sorry! This waas supposed to be a happy moment for you but I ruined it! Shit, I’m a terrible boyfriend,” he ranted.

“No, Jae. You’re the best part of my life. You’re not a terrible boyfriend. I love you, a lot.”

His look soften when you confessed just like that. He pats your back lovingly while you try to wipe the wetness on your cheeks. “It’s okay, we shall make sure that we will cherish every moment left to make up all the time we’ll be away from each other.”

He runs his fingers through your hair, brushing them against your hair to feel your beauty longer than he usually does. You smiled while keeping the eye contact before speaking out to him, “I will support you even though I’m far away. I will always be your number one fan, Jae.”

“I know it, I know for sure. We’ll keep in touch, right?”

You nod, and when you both hug it makes you sadder than it was already been that you cried on his hoodie that night, feeling sad and happy all mixed together, with him by your side.

The last two months ended with you two spending time more often than usual. His manager made it possible and he was being considerate enough to make his schedule worked for both of you to hang out. He meets you after his drama filming and often offers you to help you preparing your things before you move. Everything was going well and for a short moment, it made you forget that you’ll actually be leaving your family and loved one in a few hours.

Jaehyun stayed by your side before you have to check-in. He waited next to your family while you talked to your other family and friends, him being covered in a mask and a hat. He promised himself not to cry on the day when he would send you to the airport, but he thinks he’s going to fail. And he’s right.

“Aw, look at him, he’s already crying!” One of your family points up at him and he immediately wiped out the tears, embarrassed that your family gets to see him cry.

You smile bitterly as you approach him to give him a tight hug. He hugs you tighter, inhaling your scent before he’s going to miss your presence in the time beings. “I’m going to miss you, for real.” He mumbled against your hair, feeling a little bit relieved when your family left you both to give more privacy.

“Believe me, I’m going to miss you too, more than what you can imagine. Promise me to always work hard and achieve what you dream of, Jaehyun. We’re going to support each other, right?”

He nodded, as he rubs his hands against your back lovingly, before the announcement played on the background, reminding you of how little time you got before actually leaving the country to pursue your big dream.

“I can’t believe you already have to leave,” he sniffles. You laugh in tears, “Yes, I have to, by now. Stay healthy, baby. I’ll call you when I arrive.”

“Goodbye, love.” You waved to him as you drag your carrier with heavy steps, entering the other side while making sure you still see his figure through the transparent automatic slide door until he vanished completely out of your sight.

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Garden of Eden

A/N: Basically @wickedlangdon made me listen to East of Eden by Zella Day and it somehow turned into a scenario of shapeshifter Michael being the snake that tempted Eve (Eva) in the Garden on Eden. Canonically, it was satan, but hey - this is fan fiction. 

Also - this could technically be reader insert, but it’s basically Michael seducing Eve. 

Warnings: religion kink, vaginal sex, sex in nature, voyeurism, degradation (kinda), i use a few lines michael said in the show and i cant tell if its cheesy or not. 

Word Count: 2.4 k

Michael had watched them from a safe distance for days now. He’d seen these new creations be so pure - so innocent. But below the naive exterior of the two they were human. Humans that he was just aching to corrupt. 

He wanted to taint them. Michael wanted to smear himself all over God’s creations. Soon enough, he knew they’d be marked by him and his chaos. 

One of them captured his attention more than the other. The curves of her nude body were almost enough to have him beg for mercy. Her softness and chasteness had his mind racking for ways to ruin her. 

Michael shifted his form into that of a serpent - blending into the lush green plant life of The Garden. Watching and lurking on an unsuspecting Eve. His favorite time was when she bathed in river. Cool water making goosebumps raise on her skin, water droplets adorning her nude breasts, her hair slicked back and falling past her shoulders. 

Of course she had to be one of His creations. No one else could create something so delectably perfect. 

--

In order to get to the man, Adam - Michael knew he needed to start with Eve. Not because he believed her to be the weaker sex - on the contrary. He saw the power God envisioned for women. He could see the rawness of her feminine nature and knew  if he wanted something done right he’d have to go through Eve. 

Eve held the answer to Michael’s prayers. A world full of sin and carnal pleasure. He could achieve with the help of her. 

Testing his own patience, Michael awaited for the moment of Adam’s distraction to put forward his plan. He knew his window would be slim, but that just made the excitement in his stomach grow. 

Eve sat against a tree alone, humming a tune unknown to Michael. It was soft and made his ears ring in a way he was unfamiliar with. Her lips were glossed over with the traces of berries she swiped from the bushes. Seeing her suck on her blackberry stained fingertips made him realize the time was now. Her eyes were closed and her index finger was secured around her pout. If Michael did’t know any better, he’d think she were the one seducing him. 

Tempting him. 

Michael shed his skin - his snake skin, as he slithered along the bush. He felt each and every limb transform onto his body as he returned to his true form. Shaking freely from the prison of his other body he proceeded to walk towards the unsuspecting woman. Michael’s toes dug into the moist dirt, taking in the feeling of walking. 

He had crawled on this garden for too long. It was his time to run. 

--

“Eve..” Michael was surprised by the sound of his own voice. It had been too long since he had heard it spoken aloud. Low, smooth, and sinfully, silky. Her name dripped from his lips. 

The woman’s head snapped up at the unfamiliar voice. Tilting her head to one said she looked into the man’s eyes. It was all she could see, really. It was all she knew of Adam as well. Vague outlines with piercing eyes - only this strangers eyes weren’t Adams. 

These were a pair of well calculated eyes that held a depth of knowledge in them. Eve didn’t know how to explain is, but the way his eyes lingered on the rest of her form made her tingle in a way she’d never felt before. 

“Who are you?” her voice is even sweeter when it was directed at him. 

“My name is Michael.” he got closer to her. 

“Are you new here?” Eve was curious about this man. God never mentioned anyone else besides her and Adam - and she’d never seen him before. She’d remember this gaze too well if she had. 

“Not exactly,” he took a seat besides her and placed a hand on her thigh. “I was here before you and Adam.” he explained. 

“Why haven’t I seen you?” she questioned both his words and the feeling she felt on her skin by his touch. 

“I’m only seen when I want to be seen, but I dear, see everything.” his hand cupped the curve of her hip. “Would you like to see... everything?” a devious smile spread on his face. 

The confusion on Eve’s eyes only made Michael want to push her further - drive her to the edge with his temptations.”What do you mean?” her voice lowered with fear of the unknown. 

“Oh, Eve. Hasn’t God told you? There is so much to this world beyond what you see. As a matter of fact, I think if you saw it, you’d be powerful than God himself,” Michael shrugged, planting the seed in her mind. 

“What is it that I can’t see?” she frowned. She’d just met this man yet his words were providing her with a headache. 

“All it takes is one taste.” 

“A taste of what?” 

“There’s a reason God forbade you from tasting the fruit of that tree.” Michael gestured to the Tree of the Forbidden Fruit. “He doesn’t want you to be more powerful than him.” 

Michael could feel the confusion radiating from Eve. Her eyes sparkled with curiosity over the man. “Come with me,” he grabbed her hand in his and pulled flush against his body. He had her follow him to the tree. They both peered up at the dangling fruit. 

A symbol. 

A symbol of temptation and sin that Michael wanted to leave on Eve’s tongue. 

He picked the most perfect fruit off the tree, holding it up to his nose. “Delicious,” he inhaled deeply, his eyes scanning over her body once again. 

“Taste it.” he held up to her, the fruit grazing her lips. 

“I-- don’t know. I can’t..” her words denied his offer, but her mouth watered at the promise of the unknown. 

Michael shrugged and took a big bite of the fruit himself. The sweet nectar coated his lips. He made sure to swipe he freshly bitten fruit of his lips - leaving a trace of its sweetness. 

“Taste it from my lips.” 

Eve’s eyes glanced at his stained, wet lips; they were practically dripping in the fruits sweet delicacy. 

Michael leaned his face against hers, his lips brushed over hers, making her breath hitch in her throat. He chuckled quietly, his soft breath fanning her face, “No need to be afraid, Eve.” 

He pressed ghosted his lips over hers, making her eyes flutter shut. Letting instinct, human nature, take over - she kissed him. The sweetness of his lips awakening something in her. 

A kiss with the forbidden fruit wouldn’t be enough for her to see - Michael knew that. She needed to taste it. 

He pulled back from the brief gesture. Her fingertips were at her lips, attempting to make sense of the emotions she felt. Again, Michael brought the fruit to her lips. 

Eve nodded her head and bit into the fruit, locking eyes with Michael as she did. As the fruit went past her lips, things became different. She blinked, once, twice, three times, before her vision adjusted. 

Not only was she now accurately aware of Michael’s handsome face, but the rest of him as well. 

Long golden hair grazed his shoulders, he wore is neatly parted in the middle. She noticed a small braided strand tucked behind his ear. As her eyes dropped, she took him in. All of him. 

He had broad shoulders and narrow hips made of porcelain skin. There was another part of him that peaked her interest. His manhood, hanging proudly between his legs. 

Her heart was beating rapidly in her chest, her breathing quickened, and her head was spinning. Eve slumped back against the tree for a moment as Michael chuckled to himself. 

The harsh bark dug into her back - it was only then that she realized a sense of shame. Shame a guilt coursed through her. Shame for what she’d done and guilt over impure thoughts that clouded her thinking. She realized he could see her - entirely and without filter. Her arms crossed over chest in a meek attempt to hide her breasts from him. 

“Eve,” the way he sang her name made her heart drop to her stomach. He was making her feel like, truly, no man had before. 

“What’s happening?” her voice was weak, searching for a strand of hope. 

Michael grabbed her wrists and made her remove her arms from her chest, exposing herself to him once again. “No need to be so shy. This is who you really are. The blind has been removed from your eyes. Delve into your pleasures..” he dragged out the last letter of the word, making a longing ssss, sound linger in her ear. 

He pressed his hot body against hers. The heat from him felt unfamiliar, but she melted into him nonetheless. He cupped her face in his hand, crashing his lips on hers. He kissed her slowly. Each swipe of his tongue coaching her. He took his time, letting her carnal pleasure build. She kissed him back with little hesitation on her part. Her lips parted open as his tongue slipped inside her mouth. The faint taste of the fruit, that was now at their feet, lingered in both their mouths. 

Eve pulled back, trying to catch her breath. “Michael..” she was about to protest, Michael knew, but he stopped her with his index finger on her lips. 

“Shh,” he shook his head. “Did that feel good?” he dragged his nose along her jawline. 

“Yes,” she admitted without delay. 

His tongue licked a spot underneath her ear before kissing it, “If it feels this good, can it really be that bad?” he tempted her. His mouth moved from her neck down to her shoulder, nibbling on it playfully. The art of temptation lied within the balance. 

“Michael,” she whined. 

Michael could feel himself getting hard as he toyed with Eve. It had been less than ten minutes since she had eaten from the tree and she was now eating from Michael’s palm. She had just become unblinded and yet here she was... desperate for something she didn’t even know. All she could feel was the drenching ache between her legs.

Arousal.

His hand traveled down the valley of her breasts, past her navel, stopping only when the tips of his finger tips could brush against her pussy. 

“Do you want me to fuck you?” he whispered in her ear. He slowly let one of his fingers begin to play with her wet cunt. Collecting her wetness on his finger, he brought it up to his mouth, sucking it clean. “Sweetest fruit in the garden,” he smirked. 

“You’ve eaten from the Tree of Knowledge, Eve. You know what you want. Tell me.” he kissed her neck. She could feel his hardening member press against her thigh and she imagined what it must feel like to have him inside of her. Her face burned with excitement and shame. 

“Fuck me,” the words fell from her with ease. She spoke the truth; she wanted him to show her the pleasures she’d been missing on. 

Michael grabbed her leg and hoisted it around his waist, giving himself better access to her dripping center. He took his cock in his hand and aligned himself at her entrance. He rubbed the head of his cock, which dripped in his precum, over her swollen clit a few times. Each time he moved the tip up and down her folds, he threatened to enter her, but never gave her the full satisfaction. 

“Please, God..” she begged for him to fuck her. 

“That’s right,” he pressed her against the tree with his body, “I am your God now,” he growled at the same time he pushed himself inside her. 

As Eve was about to moan out in pleasure, he caught her lips with his, hushing her with a deep kiss. Her sounds were muffled by his mouth as he pushed all the way inside her tight cunt. Her warm, wet walls hugged him tightly. 

“Fuck,” Michael cursed into her mouth, “You’re exactly what I need. We’re gonna tear down this fucking tree.” he bit down on her soft neck. 

His hips thrusted into her is slow deep movements. Her ass felt raw against the bare bark of the tree. “Tell me how much you like being my little whore.” his fingers dug into her hips as he held her in place. 

“I broke the rules,” she gasped, tightening her walls down on him - milking his length. 

“No need for rules anymore; chaos has won,” he moaned into her ear. 

Eve felt herself boiling over. Every fiber of her body was on fire. Like a brewing pot about to boil over, she was about to cum. “Michael!” she rasped out, as the head of his cock rammed against her cervix, “Oh God,”

“That’s it,” he coaxed her, “Cum all over my cock. Taint me with your sin.” 

She whined and whimpered, hiding her face in the crook of his neck. She felt her stomach burn in pleasure. She began to move her hips along with his, chasing her release. 

“Just like that.” Michael unhooked her leg from his waist and pinned her to the tree; he began bucking himself into her over and over. 

“You’re going to take my seed,” he panted against her mouth, that hung open in soft moans,

She nodded her head, completely fucked out on his cock. 

Michael released his load into her pussy - staying inside after their release. He rested his forehead against hers, his arms on either side of her head, as he held her to The Tree. 

He grabbed her face again and kissed her. He was surprised when Eve grabbed the back of his head and pulled his harshly into her lips. She kissed him with such hunger - no other fruit could suffice now that she had tasted sin. 

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Thank y’all for reading. I’ve been working on 2 other fics for WEEKS and can’t finish them, but somehow got this one finished super quick so if it is trash don’t drag me sdjkjfskslf 

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[yyxgin]

okay i can see the theme better now 🙏 you’re so precious. and oh you have such a nice theme on desktop!! it’s cute and i like the pfp (currently squinting to figure out who it is).

um i have been led to believe gyoza are japanese dumplings. 🥟 <- that’s a gyoza, remarkably similar on ios; looks more like a cornish pasty on android/pc. i’ll be honest i follow from a cookbook and making the skins is so mf long-winded i went to the market and bought wonton skins from the thai place ✋ however making the skins was the thing im most proud of. it’s whatever though bc i get lazy and don’t do them properly (i’ve got a second cookbook and that lady uses a pasta maker to do her noodles and i think the rest of her dough assuming the recipe calls for it but i haven’t followed her recipes yet bc i want to make her bao buns instead).

extracurricular,, was something. i remember my dad sitting through like final ten minutes of the last episode w me purely bc he was sitting down before going to work and i was like ‘yeah that’s his boss but they met under different circumstances a different time and he doesn’t know that’s his boss’ and my dad was like ‘wot 😐’. in all honesty, i binged prison playbook in like four days which was a fucking achievement bc those are 1hr30 each and there was 16. i did not play that weekend.

i think my favourite fantasies are

the bride of habaek (i’m reading the manga bc of this now 🥺)

the school nurse files (there’s only six episodes!)

kingdom (okay it’s not a fantasy more of a horror but it was the first kdrama i had watched in two years and it made me wanna watch them again so...)

i haven’t seen hotel de luna but ive heard many good things!! a friend of mine watched it purely bc iu was in it. i say that’s the correct reason to watch any drama. (i watched start-up purely bc i saw nam joohyuk in the line up and then squealed when i saw bae suji too bc she’s my favourite singer-turned-actress... and then got second male lead syndrome to kim seonho 🤡)

if you let me talk about dramas forever i would but i must stop 🤧 are you looking after yourself today? ~🌻

thank god !! dhsj also thank you !! i have jeongin as my icon on my desktop theme hihi

woah you're really working hard on those dumplings 😳😳 it sounds like so much work but i bet it's worth it when it tastes so good !! i hope the second lady from your cookbook has some tasty recipes, tell me if you find something remotely easy and not easily burnable djsj

i was also so confused at the end of extracurricular and i was like "i nEED a second season" but you know what ?? after a while, i kind of like the open ending. also 1 HOUR 30 MIN EACH OF THAT DRAMA ?? nah. could never be me. i was watching sky castle (also bc of kim donghee 😔😔💔💔💔💔) and that one had 50min episodes i think ?? and that was HARD AF FOR ME I EVEN KEPT FALLING ASLEEP OR ZONING OUT SOMETIMES but i made it through thankfully

I'VE NEVER HEARD OF THOSE FANTASIES I WILL MAKE SURE TO CHECK THEM OUT THANKS FOR THE RECS

my best friend was watching hotel de luna bc of iu as well but she said it was boring ?? idk, i didnt see it so i cant really tell, but yeah. that made me kind of not want to watch it lmao

((also you're always welcome to ramble about dramas to me i am really inexperienced but i will always listen)

am i looking after myself ?? weeeelll i am eating berries and i have also been listening to dreams cb on repeat today so i would say so<3 i kind of have a job interview tomorrow tho so im stressing but other than that, i'm fine. what about you ?? you better be looking after yourself or i'll come and do it for you😡

[nina-priest]

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Fielding Questions

Interview: John Stansfield Illustration: Studio Monik

It’s ten years since Noel Fielding’s androgynous elf Vince Noir baffled our screens in cult TV hit The Mighty Boosh. He talks to us about getting back to the roots of comedy, and why he’s quite happy to become the eccentric old guy kids point at in the street

It’s hard to think of Noel Fielding as a veteran of the UK comedy scene - the boy prince of surreal fascinations still has a youthful look and a glint in his eye that intones mischief is about to be made. But at 41 years old (forty one?!) he must take his place as one of the elder statesmen of British comedians. When asked about his age, he is as incredulous as anyone you might mention it to. “Forty one. I know! How did that happen? I’m one of those Peter Pan figures.”

Indeed, when you look at his career so far - spanning some 20 years - you realise he’s achieved quite a lot, ergo he’s been about for some time. “Hang on a minute, he’s just done a series, then he did a series before that, then he’d done a tour and then he’d done a Boosh tour, then a Boosh show, then a radio show, then three Edinburgh shows. All those things take about a year, you go, ‘Yeah he’s gotta be getting near 40,’” he wistfully remembers. “Unless he was a child when he started doing it.”

Fielding shows little sign of ageing, however - he still has an infectious positivity about him, meeting every sentence with an “awesome” or “amazing” as if everything is new to the man who was Vince Noir. After such a long time bringing new and baffling comedy to stages and screens it is refreshing to hear someone be genuinely excited about their next project, especially when he’s spent the last few hours on press calls.

With his new tour An Evening with Noel Fielding, the title is the kind of name Bob Monkhouse might have chosen, or Les Dawson. Not the man who popularised the art of crimping. Though the real reason behind the title of the show is less a settling down, and more his usual anarchic self. “I had no idea what it was going to be,” he says. “It’ll be an evening with me, but I had no idea what that was. I thought it was quite [an] old school [idea] as well. It’s not the sort of thing that I would do but I thought it just might be funny. Also, I had no ideas so thought I’d best be as vague as possible.”

Having now written and trialed the show he has a clearer vision of what he might be putting in front of people’s eyes and minds. “Some of it’s stand-up, some of it’s characters, some of it’s stories, some of it’s animation, so it’s quite complicated putting it together. It’s not just a stand-up show. Got a lot of elements to it, so it’s quite a bugger. Some bits can’t really be rehearsed”

An Evening with Noel Fielding reflects his career so far, taking in little bits of everything to make something new and different. He is looking forward to touring again, though the hedonistic days of The Mighty Boosh tour of 2008 may have to be toned down. “The Boosh tour was 100 dates and we partied massively. It was like being on an Aerosmith tour or something. It was great and I would never change it but it was very full on.” Now, he says, he’s happy to be getting back to what he loves - stand-up (of sorts). That buzz of a live audience that TV work cant duplicate “feels a bit more like returning to your roots,” he says. “When you first start it’s always in front of an audience. You spend years doing a TV show and it’s not the same. Even panel shows, there is an audience but it’s not quite the same as stand-up either. You end up having to remind yourself of what comedy is in it’s basic form, which is just you in front of a bunch of people.”

After two series of Luxury Comedy that have split critics and fans alike, it’ll be refreshing to see Fielding taking to the stage for the immediacy of live performance. “The first [series] was quite Marmite,” he admits. “The people who hated it, really hated it. Or really loved it, there was nothing in between.” It was the first time Fielding had faced such criticism for his work, but rather than recoil he went about putting it right. “I knew there were good elements of [the first series] but just needed to house it in a way that people could get into.” The second series was much better received thanks to the tinkering by Fielding and co - “weirdly this time we were ready for battle after we’d made it and everyone went, 'Yeah that’s pretty good,’” he says. “And we were like, oh, okay, really? The people of the internet were even kind and you know what the internet’s like. They hate everything.”

When asked if he’s looking to do more Luxury Comedy, he starts to wander off into the other possibilities available to him at present, like a child who hears an ice cream van while discussing his day at school. “Could possibly do another series, or just do Fantasy Man, or do a film, I’m quite excited about this live tour, I’ve not been on tour for a while, but this feels quite different.” As his mind draws him away, the elder statesman brings him back to the subject at hand - the tour - and he’s excited to be back performing to crowds in contrast to the process of making TV behind closed doors and then hoping people like it: “It’s like a sort of secret,” he says of TV. “Until we first started doing Boosh shows we just couldn’t believe how many people would come dressed as Boosh characters and we were like wow. We weren’t sure if anyone was watching this and yet they came dressed as the characters and they would give us little presents.”

The Mighty Boosh was the show that launched him into the headspace of many a fan, and gave him such a loyal base - but it is ten years since Howard Moon and Vince Noir first stepped on to our screens to become the alternative comedy duo of the day. “[Boosh] were on Gold the other day. Which blew my mind. That means I am old. It’s like Last of the Summer Wine. It happened. Deal with it.”

“You never really feel old in your head,” he says, unworried. “I sometimes worry about, 'How long can he wear make-up for?’” He breaks into laughter. “You go from being slightly trendy to being someone who’s eccentric. I’m happy with that. The one the kids point to in the street and go 'That guy who wears a cape, I think he used to be on the telly. He’s a bit weird.’” He chuckles to himself. If anything, he feels that with comedy, the older you get, the better you get, provided you keep pushing yourself - “The more you do it, the better you get. Rich Hall. He’s just like a master, he’s been doing it for years. God knows how old he is. He used to write for Letterman. Gigs gigs gigs. Joan Rivers [was] 81, still doing gigs every week. Incredible really.”

The comedy world needs more role models like Fielding: getting older and maybe even a little bit wiser, but still excited, eager to learn, looking for the next thing that might make him, and by association those around him, laugh.

And after all, don’t our heroes usually wear make-up and capes?

[fatrainbowmermaidunicorn]

Gotta Find You (Jungkook x You) (ONESHOT)

A/N:I dont know if this angsty, but its inspired by BTS- Heartbeat and Joe Jonas - Gotta Find You. 💜

To me Heartbeat is about lovers/group of friends who are separated, living in a different world but always known something is missing, that they are fated to do something else together with each other. So they feel incomplete and empty before meeting one another eventhough they lived a full life (somehow like how bts are before they meet each other, all the farmer and pianist stuff you know?) and after they get together, they achieve something wonderful, (which is the most wonderful group in the world of course 😂) and when something tears them apart, they went all out to search for each other again to feel complete (even if its too late)

Well.. that is my understanding of the song but I dont know what I wrote and I almost didnt post this bcs I feel like it sucks so bad 😭 but please, try to enjoy it 💜

Jungkook, are you alright?" Namjoon looks back behind him to the maknae who stops midway.

"Y-yeah.. just that..." Jungkook puts a hand on heart, feeling it racing. "Shes here hyung,"

"Who's here?" Namjoon looks at him puzzled.

"My soulmate. My soulmate is here. Shes out there, in between thousand of our fans out there hyung,"

Namjoon looks at the younger as if he is crazy.

"What are you talking about Jungkook? What soulmate? Is this one of your anime crap again?"

"No hyung. I dont know who she is, or what she looks like, or her name  or anything about her. But I know shes here, and when I see her, I'll know hyung,"

"Okay, stop being weird. We are minutes away from starting our show. Can you stop being weird Kookie?" Namjoon sighed. This is not the time to be crazy.

"No hyung, you dont understand. I have always known. When shes sad, or shes happy or shes mad... I know it sounds crazy, but I know, no matter how far apart we are, or how different our worlds are, we are bound to meet and be together, because.." Jungkook smiles. "We are fated to be. Its already written, our fates. Shes my heartbeat hyung, and I'm hers,"

"Okaaayyy... I seriously have no time for crazy right now. Lets go!" Namjoon pulled his hand and ran to the other members to do their motivational circle chant. "Goodluck, lets do our best and lets have fun guys!"

The show went well and Jungkook and Taehyung are playfully running around the stage, waving goodbye to their fans before ending when Jungkook froze, eyes locked with someone in the crowd.

"Hey Kookie? Whats wrong? All okay?" Taehyung whispered, brows furrowed in panic.

"Its her. I found her hyung," Jungkook mumbled.

"Found who?" Taehyung was confused and dumbfounded.

"Her.. my soulmate..,"

/////

Jungkook plays with the necklace hes been wearing for do many years, fiddling the strap as his mind wanders. The noisy background of his hyung playing around while getting ready for their concert in a few hours doesnt bother him at all.

"Hey, you okay?" Jungkook looks at the voice to find Taehyung looking down at him, smiling. "You seem out of it," his eyes didnt miss the way the maknae's hands fiddling with the necklace. "Y/N?"

Jungkook lets out a soft smile.

"Who else hyung? Who else would have occupied my mind like this?"

"What are you thinking about? You can  tell me Kookie," Taehyung take out a chair and sits besides the maknae, smiling. Jungkook sighed.

"It was at a concert exactly like this that I first met her hyung,"

"I know," Taehyung smiles. "I was there remember. I thought you were having a stroke," he laughs, making Jungkook smile too.

"I miss her hyung,"

"I know you do. We all know. And we all do too," Taehyung gives a sad smile. "But you will see her again yeah?"

"Will I?"

"You will Kookie. I promise," Taehyung pats his back. "Afterall, you are soulmates,"

/////

Y/N had the shock of her life when one of the members himself ran after her after the concert is finished. At first, she thought maybe its a fan cosplaying as Jungkook or something and ran after her because she left something. But standing a meter away.. looking straight into his brown doe eyes and bunny grininng smile, Y/N is almost 100 percent sure that its the real Jeon Jungkook.

But when he opens his mouth and breathe out oh so slowly, "Its you," Y/N got confuse again. Is this one of her old long lost friends that she should know?

"Uh.. excuse me?"

"Its you," Jungkook took a step closer and hold her hands which she retracts immediately.

"I-I think you have the wrong person S-sir. I dont know you," Y/N stammered.

"I dont know you either," Jungkook laughs. "But I know its you,"

"Huh?" Y/N was starting to think that he is absolutely crazy.

"I know it doesnt make sense, but.. lets get a coffee with me. Right now. Your choice of place and I'll tell you everything,"

"Errr..." Y/N ponders for a moment. Even if she picks the place, he can still kidnap her or kill her or something right?

"You can pick somewhere where there are a lot of people. And you can even tell your friend that you are going out with me. Here, take my photo and give it to them. Better yet, take my number and my identification photo," Jungkook smiles and place his ID on her palm. "Feel more secure now? I'll give whatever you need, I just want to talk to you. Need to,"

After thinking for a few more moments, Y/N finally agrees after passing all his details to her friend. Of course, not after a 5 minute high pitch shreik she received atter her friend recognized the man as Jeon Jungkook.

"So.. uh.. what do you want to tell me Jungkook-ssi?" Y/N asks as they sit face to face at a crowded coffee shop, Jungkook in a mask.

"Well..." Y/N can hear his smile. "Y/N, you are my soulmate and I have been looking for you since forever,"

/////

"Come on you two. Enough being sad. Its show time," Namjoon stand between them, patting both their backs.

Taehyung winks at Jungkook, giving him the encouragement he needs and get a smile in return.

"I'm not sad hyung!" Jungkook laughs, although he perfectly know he cant hide anything from his hyungs.

"You got that right Kookie. You have the whole world at your feet, you have everything you have ever dreamed of, yeah? And most importantly, we have each other," Namjoon smiles.

"We do hyung. We always do," Jungkook nodded and follow his hyungs to the stage. He does have everything. Supportive family, incredible hyungs, lovable fans and he is doing what he loves, and good at, even being paid for it. But no matter how perfect or successful he is right now, it will never be the same without her.

///

It took a while for him to convinced her about his crazy theory. Its hard to believe, but deep inside Y/N know what he is saying might be true. Her life, as perfect as it is, just doesnt seem... complete. She always feel thats hes destined for more, for something else, for someone else. All her relationship never lasts, theres always this empty feeling in her. But after she starts knowing about Jungkook's group and seeing his face on TV and magazines, it just feels different. Which is why she went to their concert in the first place.

And right now, listening to what he saying, describing exactly what she's been feeling. The feeling she cant even put into words, she knows hes telling the truth.

"Y/N, no matter how far apart we are, or how different our worlds are, we are bound to meet and be together, becaue its already written. You are my fate, and I will always find you,"

Those words struck a cord in her and with a smile she agreed to give him a chance, to get to know him,

And well, 3 years later, here they are, madly in love and finally ready to tell the world about them.

/////

Jungkook tighten the scarf around his neck and put his gloved hands inside his coat pocket. The weather is cold but he still insisted to take a walk. Its the perfect time to do so, since all his hyungs are all exhausted after their concert and immediately retreated to their room once they reach their dorm, so no one will interfere or asks him what hes doing or where he is going.

Jungkook walks through the night, pulling the mask that covers his face even closer. He has been warned to always conceal his identity, no matter where he goes. Even just for a short walk in a nearby neighbourhood.

You are an international star, somebody is always watching you, they said.

And looking at every passerby that keeps glancing back everytime they walked past him, the giggles and the whispering, he knows they are right. No matter where he go, people know who he is. People are watching.

This is the life he chose. And he dont mind it.

Until her.

/////

"But manager-nim, we want to go public. You have to understand," Jungkook flashed his doe eyes to the manager, making him sigh.

"You," he turned to Y/N who is frozen to her chair. "How about you? Do you want to go public?"

"I-I.. uh...,"

"Dont be afraid baby, tell him. I am right here. Always, remember?" Jungkook smile and squeezes her hand for strength.

"W-well," Y/N gave Jungkook a small smile. "If its the best for Jungkook.. and it makes him happy, then yes. I want to go public with him,"

"It wont be good for him!" The manager snapped, making her jumped. "You think I am doing this because I simply want to ruin your life or something? I am doing this for his own g-"

"Good?" Jungkook snickered. "My own good? Manager-nim, we both know its for the company's own good. And since I am not under any dating ban, I am just asking out of courtesy, so no matter what you say, I am going public. I love Y/N, and I want people to know that too," Jungkook slammed the table and drag Y/N out, not looking back.

"Are you sure its a good idea Kookie?" Y/N asked in a small voice as she snuggle closer to him in their bed. "Maybe your manager is right..."

"Hey baby," Jungkook smile and stroke her hair. "Everything is going to be alright. As long as you love me and be by my side, its going to be alright,"

"But-"

"No buts," Jungkook sits up and looks at her. "I told you so many times baby... I have known that I will love you with everything I am even before I met you. And when I see you there at the concert... after so many years.. you think I am going to ever leave you? I love you. And its not just a normal kind love baby, my feelings for you are magical, supernatural, beyond everything anyone could ever imagine," he grins. "And you think I am going to let some manager stops us, you are crazy,"

Y/N's heart soften a bit after listening to him, leaning in closer and hugs him.

"I love you Jeon Jungkook,"

"And I love you L/N Y/N. And I promise you, no matter how far apart we are, or how different our worlds are, I will find you, we are meant to meet and be together, because you are my fate and I am yours baby,"

/////

Its for her own safety Kookie. You know its the right thing to do," Taehyung gave him a small smile and pats his back. We will wait for you in the van. Take all the time you need okay?"

Jungkook sigh and looks back at Y/N whos lying in bed with tubes and wires all over her as his hyungs all retreat to the van waiting outside the hospital.

Going public isnt a good idea afterall. It started with virtual harresment and then it quickly starts being physical and within just one simple second where they both decide to forget about it and just live their life, Y/N ended up in the hospital.

Jungkook take her hand and rubs it slowly as Y/N stirs and open her eyes, smiling at the sight of him.

"Hey..."

"Hey baby," Jungkook cant help but feel the tears pooling in his eyes. Seeing the love of his life in this condition, all because of him.. everything is too much.

"Why are you crying? I'm fine," Y/N smiles. "Hey, I love you. And you said, no matter what happens, as long as I am besides you, we will be okay right? I am beside you right now Jungkook, although like this..," she lets out a choked laugh.

"How can you even joke right now?" Jungkook frowned.

"Because joking is supposed to make you smile," Y/N smile and reached out to touch his face. "I love you Jungkook, no matter what,"

"I-I have to tell you something," Jungkook takes a deep breath.

"I already know Kookie," Y/N smiles.

"N-no you dont. How can you? Let me say it Y/N,"

"I heard your hyungs and your manager Kookie. You guys are pretty loud. I'm not dead you know," she giggles.

"Y/N, let me explain so you will understand..."

"I understand," Y/N smiles at him but tears are rolling down her face.

"You are not supposed to understand! Im leaving you Y/N. I have to leave you because of my career! My stupid career! You are supposed to scream at me, hate me, hit me!" Jungkook's whole body shakes, angry tears running down his own face. How could they make him do this? Telling the love of his life that they are over, while shes laying in a hospital bed? For the same reason he needs to break up with her?

"But I do understand Kookie. I love you, thats why I understand," she squeezes his hand tight.

"I-I cant do this,"

"You have to Kookie. I wont let you choose me over your dreams. I wont!" Y/N shakes her head as much as she can with her condition.

"B-but you are my dream Y/N," Jungkook starts to sobs. "I didnt know what I was missing until I found you. How can you ask me to let you go?"

"Because I will always be with you Kookie. We might not be together, but you know I'm always with you. In there," she smiles and points to his heart. "In there, I'm always yours and you are always mine. Yeah?"

"I cant do this without you. I was only by myself before, if I didn’t know you baby, maybe I’d have given up. You make me everything I am today!"

"Lies Kookie," Y/N giggles between her tears. "You are already great before you met me and you will be great without me. I promise. Do this for me. Okay?"

Jungkook looks down, shoulders shaking as he sobs, hands squeezing hers tight.

"Hey.. dont be like this," Y/N pouts and slowly reached out for her necklace on the bedside table and place it in his palms. "As long as you have this, know that I am here, waiting for you. Come find me Jungkook. When you are all done, come fine me, and I'll be here, waiting for you,"

Between sobs Jungkook looks at the face that still keeps on smiling at him. Between all their ups and down, never failing to smile at him.

"I will find you. I will come back and get you. I promise," Jungkook swore to her and most of all, to himself.

"I know you will Kookie, you always find me. Because-"

"You are my destiny,"

/////

Jungkook stops at the sight of a huge billboard. A billboard filled with the seven faces, faces of him and his hyungs.

Namjoon was right. He have everything he had ever wanted. But even from the first day, something always felt missing, something always tells him that theres something more for him out there, somethimg is wrong, until he met her.

Now thats shes no longer with him, no matter how successful and fullfilling his life seems to be, it will never be enough.

He looks up again at the billboard, his own smiling face staring right back at him. Is this enough? Is this what hes meant to do for the rest of his life? Even if it meant that he will feel this empty feelings every single day?

He slowly take out his gloved hands from his pockets and fiddle with the necklace again. Clasping the locket tight, Jungkook whisper softly, "I found you princess.., I'm coming to see you..."

/////

"I know its hard Kookie, but you know its for your own good right?" Namjoon looks back from the front seat of the van at the maknae. Jungkook just nod weakly.

"You will see hee again Kookie. After everything is over and done, when you are free to do whatever you want, you will see her again," Namjoon tries to make him feels better.

"Yeah?" Jungkook looks at his hyung weakly. "And what if I dont? What if over and done is too late?"

/////

Jungkook continues walking in the cold air until his feet takes him to rows and rows of cold grey stones and he stands in front of one.

"Hi princess..." tears rolls down his face, no sign of stopping. "You promise me you will wait for me to find you, but you lied didnt you? I-I'm sorry I was late... I-I'm sorry I was late to find you.." He knelt down, the ground still fresh, proving to Jungkook of what he doesnt want to believe is real and traced the cold grey headstone with his fingers.

L/N Y/N Lover. Friend. Daughter Forever Be Missed.

[arbeaone]

The Skinny Magazine Published on November 05, 2014

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Fielding Questions

Interview: John Stansfield Illustration: Studio Monik

It's ten years since Noel Fielding's androgynous elf Vince Noir baffled our screens in cult TV hit The Mighty Boosh. He talks to us about getting back to the roots of comedy, and why he's quite happy to become the eccentric old guy kids point at in the street

It's hard to think of Noel Fielding as a veteran of the UK comedy scene - the boy prince of surreal fascinations still has a youthful look and a glint in his eye that intones mischief is about to be made. But at 41 years old (forty one?!) he must take his place as one of the elder statesmen of British comedians. When asked about his age, he is as incredulous as anyone you might mention it to. "Forty one. I know! How did that happen? I'm one of those Peter Pan figures."

Indeed, when you look at his career so far - spanning some 20 years - you realise he's achieved quite a lot, ergo he's been about for some time. "Hang on a minute, he’s just done a series, then he did a series before that, then he'd done a tour and then he'd done a Boosh tour, then a Boosh show, then a radio show, then three Edinburgh shows. All those things take about a year, you go, 'Yeah he's gotta be getting near 40,'" he wistfully remembers. "Unless he was a child when he started doing it."

Fielding shows little sign of ageing, however - he still has an infectious positivity about him, meeting every sentence with an "awesome" or "amazing" as if everything is new to the man who was Vince Noir. After such a long time bringing new and baffling comedy to stages and screens it is refreshing to hear someone be genuinely excited about their next project, especially when he's spent the last few hours on press calls.

With his new tour An Evening with Noel Fielding, the title is the kind of name Bob Monkhouse might have chosen, or Les Dawson. Not the man who popularised the art of crimping. Though the real reason behind the title of the show is less a settling down, and more his usual anarchic self. "I had no idea what it was going to be," he says. "It'll be an evening with me, but I had no idea what that was. I thought it was quite [an] old school [idea] as well. It's not the sort of thing that I would do but I thought it just might be funny. Also, I had no ideas so thought I’d best be as vague as possible."

Having now written and trialed the show he has a clearer vision of what he might be putting in front of people's eyes and minds. "Some of it's stand-up, some of it's characters, some of it's stories, some of it's animation, so it's quite complicated putting it together. It's not just a stand-up show. Got a lot of elements to it, so it's quite a bugger. Some bits can't really be rehearsed"

An Evening with Noel Fielding reflects his career so far, taking in little bits of everything to make something new and different. He is looking forward to touring again, though the hedonistic days of The Mighty Boosh tour of 2008 may have to be toned down. "The Boosh tour was 100 dates and we partied massively. It was like being on an Aerosmith tour or something. It was great and I would never change it but it was very full on." Now, he says, he's happy to be getting back to what he loves - stand-up (of sorts). That buzz of a live audience that TV work cant duplicate "feels a bit more like returning to your roots," he says. "When you first start it's always in front of an audience. You spend years doing a TV show and it's not the same. Even panel shows, there is an audience but it's not quite the same as stand-up either. You end up having to remind yourself of what comedy is in it’s basic form, which is just you in front of a bunch of people."

After two series of Luxury Comedy that have split critics and fans alike, it'll be refreshing to see Fielding taking to the stage for the immediacy of live performance. "The first [series] was quite Marmite," he admits. "The people who hated it, really hated it. Or really loved it, there was nothing in between." It was the first time Fielding had faced such criticism for his work, but rather than recoil he went about putting it right. "I knew there were good elements of [the first series] but just needed to house it in a way that people could get into." The second series was much better received thanks to the tinkering by Fielding and co - "weirdly this time we were ready for battle after we'd made it and everyone went, 'Yeah that's pretty good,'" he says. "And we were like, oh, okay, really? The people of the internet were even kind and you know what the internet's like. They hate everything."

When asked if he's looking to do more Luxury Comedy, he starts to wander off into the other possibilities available to him at present, like a child who hears an ice cream van while discussing his day at school. "Could possibly do another series, or just do Fantasy Man, or do a film, I'm quite excited about this live tour, I've not been on tour for a while, but this feels quite different." As his mind draws him away, the elder statesman brings him back to the subject at hand - the tour - and he's excited to be back performing to crowds in contrast to the process of making TV behind closed doors and then hoping people like it: "It's like a sort of secret," he says of TV. "Until we first started doing Boosh shows we just couldn't believe how many people would come dressed as Boosh characters and we were like wow. We weren't sure if anyone was watching this and yet they came dressed as the characters and they would give us little presents."

The Mighty Boosh was the show that launched him into the headspace of many a fan, and gave him such a loyal base - but it is ten years since Howard Moon and Vince Noir first stepped on to our screens to become the alternative comedy duo of the day. "[Boosh] were on Gold the other day. Which blew my mind. That means I am old. It's like Last of the Summer Wine. It happened. Deal with it."

"You never really feel old in your head," he says, unworried. "I sometimes worry about, 'How long can he wear make-up for?'" He breaks into laughter. "You go from being slightly trendy to being someone who's eccentric. I'm happy with that. The one the kids point to in the street and go 'That guy who wears a cape, I think he used to be on the telly. He's a bit weird.'" He chuckles to himself. If anything, he feels that with comedy, the older you get, the better you get, provided you keep pushing yourself - "The more you do it, the better you get. Rich Hall. He's just like a master, he's been doing it for years. God knows how old he is. He used to write for Letterman. Gigs gigs gigs. Joan Rivers [was] 81, still doing gigs every week. Incredible really."

The comedy world needs more role models like Fielding: getting older and maybe even a little bit wiser, but still excited, eager to learn, looking for the next thing that might make him, and by association those around him, laugh.

And after all, don't our heroes usually wear make-up and capes?

[1112lw]

Every question!!

SDFFSDFG DAM OK SIS

LONG POST AHEAD IF U LITERALLY WANNA KNOW ME PERSONALLY JUST READ THIS LMFAO

1: Name: Arche/Jupiter, my close friends know my real name so!

2: Age: High school has just been done so try to guess

3: Fears: Heights, oral presentations, the dark

4: 3 things I love: Drawing, men- concept art n stuff like that

5: 4 turns on: Oh here we go- uhh thighs, messy hair? when they give u The Look or when they. say things i will not talk about here HHGBDF n uhhh Arms 👀👀

6: 4 turns off: weird macho attitude, overly confident bullshit, being selfish and fuckboys in general

7: My best friend: not sure what this means but my bff is named Daphnée n i love her and ive known her my whole life so 

8: Sexual orientation: homosexuale

9: My best first date: :))))))) as if

10: How tall am I: sigh. I’m 5″4

11: What do I miss: sometimes i miss the feeling loved ig

12: What time were I born: 12:19

13: Favourite color: pink!

14: Do I have a crush

15: Favourite quote: My senior quote!! “if what doesn’t kill us makes us stronger, I’m telling you I’m immortal”

16: Favourite place: well? my room ig? I like my yard too

17: Favourite food: ugh ramen,,,korean dishes are TASTE as fuck but i also like classic ass spaghetti so like lol

18: Do I use sarcasm: does it look like i dont

19: What am I listening to right now: dr.phil LMFAO

20: First thing I notice in new person: Hair and eyes!! also how they laugh

21: Shoe size: Like. a 7-8 in women’s 6 in men’s 

22: Eye color: Hazel/Golden yes bitch let me be special

23: Hair color: it’s either dark brown or golden brown idk

24: Favourite style of clothing: bruv its either kpoppie fuckboy or uwu skirts pastels

25: Ever done a prank call?: no i have anxiety

26: Meaning behind my URL:

27: Favourite movie: rise of the guardians and HTTYD

28: Favourite song: Comeback Home (BTS cover)

29: Favourite band: looks in the camera i dont know nan molla huh

30: How I feel right now: I’m fine im hungry

31: Someone I love: shoutout to my babeys in my server ily

32: My current relationship status: Single(tm)

33: My relationship with my parents: theyre fine ig just a bit tired

34: Favourite holiday:

35: Tattoos and piercing I have: Ear piercings? that’s it

36: Tattoos and piercings I want:

37: The reason I joined Tumblr:

38: Do I and my last ex hate each other? I sure hope not?

39: Do I ever get “good morning” or “good night ” texts? A bit ig?

40: Have I ever kissed the last person you texted? Literally no

41: When did I last hold hands? Like last Friday

42: How long does it take me to get ready in the morning? 20 minutes

43: Have You shaved your legs in the past three days? no i havent shaved in like months

44: Where am I right now? in my room, in quebec, canada

45: If I were drunk & can’t stand, who’s taking care of me? bitch i sure hope my friends would

46: Do I like my music loud or at a reasonable level? fuck my ears 

47: Do I live with my Mom and Dad? yeah

48: Am I excited for anything? yeah? yeah

49: Do I have someone of the opposite sex I can tell everything to? ig? always

50: How often do I wear a fake smile? just at work tbh

51: When was the last time I hugged someone? not long ago i cant tell but my friends r cuddle monsters so 

52: What if the last person I kissed was kissing someone else right in front of me? i havent kissed anyone so 

53: Is there anyone I trust even though I should not? lemme think uhhh no not rlly im not dumb 

54: What is something I disliked about today? i woke up n i thought i had school lol

55: If I could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be? oh john cock i want to be ur best friend

56: What do I think about most? i daydream 24/7

57: What’s my strangest talent? uhhh i can put my thumb behind my hand?

58: Do I have any strange phobias? trypophobia, if thats “weird”

59: Do I prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it? depends on what the video is, mostly behind

60: What was the last lie I told? idk answering to my deadname

61: Do I prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online? online

62: Do I believe in ghosts? How about aliens? I slightly believe in ghosts? also aliens GOTTA exist so 

63: Do I believe in magic? i think!

64: Do I believe in luck? yeah

65: What’s the weather like right now? very pretty i filmed a video outside!!

66: What was the last book I’ve read? L’Étranger d’Albert Camus in french class

67: Do I like the smell of gasoline? yes my dad’s a mechanic

68: Do I have any nicknames? a lot a lot

69: What was the worst injury I’ve ever had? bitch @ my birth #neverforget 

70: Do I spend money or save it? i have 40$ in my name right now

71: Can I touch my nose with a tounge? no

72: Is there anything pink in 10 feet from me? yes highlighter

73: Favourite animal? cats or otters

74: What was I doing last night at 12 AM? FBISDFD NO WE DONT TALK ABOUT IT

75: What do I think is Satan’s last name idk he can have any last name he wants!!!

76: What’s a song that always makes me happy when I hear it? everytime i start hearing “waiting for you anpanman” or “i just wanna go home” 👀👀

77: How can you win my heart? aaahh. be a twink. b fashionable. b funny. cheesy. pls romance me like a npc in the sims 2

78: What would I want to be written on my tombstone? s(he) died smh

79: What is my favorite word? cunt is SUCH a satisfying word

80: My top 5 blogs on tumblr? oh great uh honestly cant be fucked 

81: If the whole world were listening to me right now, what would I say? please have brain. PLEASE

82: Do I have any relatives in jail? i sure hope the fuck not?

83: I accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow me with the super-power of my choice! What is that power? either invisibility or mind reading

84: What would be a question I’d be afraid to tell the truth on? ahaaa “what are your intrusive thoughts”

85: What is my current desktop picture? my lesbian sims getting married LMFAO

86: Had sex? no

87: Bought condoms? no

88: Gotten pregnant? NO

89: Failed a class? i think yeah maths last year

90: Kissed a boy? :(((

91: Kissed a girl? no

92: Have I ever kissed somebody in the rain? no

93: Had job? I have a job rn so 

94: Left the house without my wallet? yeah when i go to school

95: Bullied someone on the internet? define bullying?

96: Had sex in public? virgin squad

97: Played on a sports team? yeah

98: Smoked weed? no ew

99: Did drugs? no ew

100: Smoked cigarettes? NO EW

101: Drank alcohol? yep 

102: Am I a vegetarian/vegan? no i’d die

103: Been overweight? i’m twig

104: Been underweight? i think i was underweight when i was young? i was very Small

105: Been to a wedding? yes very long boring

106: Been on the computer for 5 hours straight? bruh. everyday

107: Watched TV for 5 hours straight? probably?

108: Been outside my home country? ONCE

109: Gotten my heart broken? TWICE !

110: Been to a professional sports game? yesss canadians game!!

111: Broken a bone? no

112: Cut myself? not technically 

113: Been to prom? SOON SOON SOON SOSOSNSBFSHDD

114: Been in airplane? once

115: Fly by helicopter? i am not rich bitch

116: What concerts have I been to? noneeee- WAIT NO MARIE MAI

117: Had a crush on someone of the same sex? not sex but for the purpose of pretending i have a penis yes plenty

118: Learned another language? yeah!! i learned english, i almost learned spanish and i’m trynna learn korean now

119: Wore make up? i try!! but i’m not super good

120: Lost my virginity before I was 18? not 18 yet but it’s goin that way

121: Had oral sex? as if 

122: Dyed my hair? i wishhh

123: Voted in a presidential election? I WISH THE ELECTIONS R ONE MONTH B4 MY BIRTHDAY 

124: Rode in an ambulance? nope

125: Had a surgery? yes at a week old 

126: Met someone famous? i think yes but i was super small

127: Stalked someone on a social network? define stalked?

128: Peed outside? yes

129: Been fishing? YES

130: Helped with charity? i think? we do volunteering so 

131: Been rejected by a crush? not directly

132: Broken a mirror? no 

133: What do I want for birthday? boyf......boy..boyff

134: How many kids do I want and what will be their names? oh man uhh maybe 2-3, i dont know their names yet honestly

135: Was I named after anyone? MY DAD NAMED ME AFTER A FUCKIN CLIENT HE MET. as for my actual name now I named myself after my fav video game character. lit

136: Do I like my handwriting? yeah!!

137: What was my favourite toy as a child? bitch hot wheels

138: Favourite Tv Show? hells kitchen,,,,judge judy,,,anythin like that

139: Where do I want to live when older? honestly i wish i could just live in japan or tokyo, or new york? but i will most likely end up in montreal 

140: Play any musical instrument? i used to play the clarinet last year!!

141: One of my scars, how did I get it? the one on my knee, i scratched my desk with my knee 

142: Favourite pizza toping? my dad makes AMAZING sea food pizzas,,,

143: Am I afraid of the dark? a lot

144: Am I afraid of heights? A LOT

145: Have I ever got caught sneaking out or doing anything bad? idk prolly? im a bit of a goody two shoes or however u spell it

146: Have I ever tried my hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end: dont we all

147: What I’m really bad at: organizing my anxiety n shit i get overwhelmed

148: What my greatest achievments are: finishing high school 

149: The meanest thing somebody has ever said to me: honestly has to be that time someone dug up my vent post about being dysphoric to try to say i hated myself with some dumbass DySphorIa Is SelF HaTRed argument

150: What I’d do if I won in a lottery: pay my parents’ debt off, buy 284223$ of BT21 merch, pay my whole college/uni and transition

151: What do I like about myself: idk i like how i literally do not give a fuck anymore and ive learned to love myself instead of trynna care

152: My closest Tumblr friend: @peptobismol-official​ @ace-landofthesun​ @dorkalisious​ and ana but idk her @ anymore :((( ana pls

153: Something I fantasise about: we dont talk about that

154: Any thoughts on the paranormal?: lit. please stop crawling in my ceiling !

ok now that u know my whole biography. go doxx me ig. bye bye

[faunusrights]

OFFAL HUNT REMASTERED LIVEBLOG // CHAPTERS 10 + 11

we had a week of peace and now we’re gonna get annihilated!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i have no clue how long this liveblog may end up but hell and high water i’m combining them both

she tore the jade pendant from her neck and flung it into the darkness.

let’s give a warm welcome, to sadness,

i’m very excited for all-new cinder content hhhhhhh if u havent gathered by now I Love This Bitch and I Love Her Many Problems so im thankful for this gift 😞

Cinder was a ruin, her pride carved and served like slabs of meat.

i can FEEL diesel n kc rly patting themselves on the back for every bit of wet meat they can toss at me!!!!!!!!!! U HEAR THAT I CAN FEEL U!!!!!!!!!!! but also i still love this shit w/ all my heart!!!!!!!!!! IM NEVER GONNA STOP SAYIN IT

She had never looked at Glynda’s files.

im so sorry cinder baby but that whole thing? is still HILARIOUS oh my GOD i cannot believe you fucked up that badly. u shoved yr entire head into a beartrap. u absolutely crapped yr pants on that one. yr gonna be thinking abt that on yr deathbed,

/looks at the chapter title again

hhhhhhhh im. so pumped. its gonna be hard to talk abt most of this w/o doing a million fingerguns a minute but i’m gonna try my best

Cinder approached the mirror and touched its silvered face with black-tipped claws,

I SAID IM GONNA TRY MY BEST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

She was iron barbs beneath the nail bed, glowing coals underfoot, the singular capacity to do harm. She was a beast, armed with fang and claw and a deep, dark void where her compassion should have laid, and she was dressed for dinner.

HHHHHH god YES THIS IS THE CINDER IM THIRSTY FOR............ i literally cannot say anything that isnt a massive 👈😎👈 but AAAAAAA

like im reading thru this and i cant cherry-pick lines this whole bit? is SO GOOD...  kc n diesel are Yet Again obliterating me w/ their mastery of the narrative style of offal hunt and i just love all of this i rly wish i could explain how offal hunt is EXACTLY MY BRAND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! F U C K

The final touch on her mastercraft disaster: the four sawed-off horn stumps which grew among her silver-streaked hair.

HOOOO B O I i am. Losin it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE HER HORNS.......... CINDR...............

Wretchedly, she wondered: did Glynda even respect her now?

any other villain: my plan didnt work and im mad >:( cinder fall: my plan didnt work and now im mad but also mostly sad :(

CINDER’S TRYING HER BEST GOD.......... i literally hate how the remaster has made her So Soft, Actually... I BELIEVE IN U CINDER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE U!!!!!!!!!!!!! DO YR BEST

Every part of her was hot and hollow. She was sick with loathing.

i LOVE HER.... CINDER I HOPE U KNO THAT YR LOVED... god tho i dont like how SAD I AM RN... cinder’s so small and the world is so big and wants 2 Shit On Her blease

honestly like. im rly- LOOK I SAID THIS BEFORE BUT. this is why im rly lovin the new cinder content because in the first version we only got glimpses of her internal machinations and now we’re in full-blown Always Sad territory and everything is suffering :)

She blinked. Her double did not.

‘well’, thought murphy. ‘that’s terrifying.’

she’d only survived thanks to a keen instinct for danger, cultivated during her tenuous teenage years.

i NEED. I NEED. CINDER BACKSTORY. all these lil nuggets dont constitute a meal! I WANT A BIG MAC AND FRIES. WHAT THE HELL WAS THIS BABY DOING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

also again. the body horror of offal hunt? peak content. Im Lovin It

its getting harder to divine what is and what is not a 👈😎👈 because we got bits sprinkled around and theres only rly a spoiler potential if u glue em all together so im still being extra careful and the answer is blared in everyones faces so this whole kondor scene will go uncommented unless some Bullshit Happens which it will, so,

When she had become so invested in Glynda’s approval? When had a desire to be recognized as something inhuman, something ferocious, something black and terrible and capable of keeping up with Glynda Fucking Goodwitch turned into this?

oh! oh! i have the answer! i do! i know the answer! it’s you a lesbian,

The spectres of her youth haunted this city, owl-eyed children and fox-eared teens. They’d been a second sort of family, the only kind she’d had within these walls, and she’d wondered what had become of them in the past decades, but…

It was too sentimental, and she wasn’t meant to be a creature of sentiment.

oh boy okay wow

okay so actually this bit made me cry??? fuck OFF im losing it!!!!!!!! LET HER BE SENTIMENTAL!!!! LET HER HAVE PPL TO CARE ABT!!!!!!!!!! IM LITERALLY CRYING IM GONNA DIE!!!!!!!!!

She would go barefoot from this point on, her heels clutched at her side. When she left the hotel room to steal into the night, she promised herself not to look back.

im sorry im just. so sad rn. i havent cried over a fic in YEARS and we still have another chapter ago i hate this SO MUCH..............

here comes chapter 11 

if i cry even once more im going to stab!!!!!! im not sure what BUT ILL STAB!!!!!!!!!!!!

Even without his wings, the Manticore would easily have been twice the size of any of the other Grimm, far outstripping them in sheer bulk.

HATI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HATI HATI HATI

holy shit we actually get to see him this time!!!!!!!!!!! WE GET TO SEE THIS LEGENDARY BOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS CHONCC,

also hes a manticore now which is, Radical, may i just say, and just a little bit sexy,

The effortless grace in each move betrayed power most Grimm would not live to achieve. Once he stood, he had to dip his head low to meet her eye to eye. His canines were the length of her forearm.

if u werent here for the remaster? we never even SAW hati but now hes here, hes Big, and rly thats all that matters,

Like a child who’d been allowed to lie and lie until at last they’d strangled themself in the web they’d spun, Cinder couldn’t speak. Could only wait on his verdict.

every single one of cinder’s inherent themes is killing me and this business w/ family? stop. im dying. this is rude

The scant space between them popped and cracked like an sparking flame, warm and effervescent, and this time, Cinder lingered, hugging Hati close.

IF I CRY ONCE MORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I MEAN IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IF U ASSHOLES MAKE ME CRY ONCE MORE I WILL DOXX YOU,

aaaaaaaaaaaaaah im loving this content i rly dont have words for it dhjfgsdfgjh i just, rly like the words, and the order theyre in, and i honestly keep forgetting to liveblog it cause i just wanna READ EM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Tempting as it was—as it always had been, ever since she’d left the relative safety of the wastes and learned what happened to scraggly-limbed teens with horns and fangs and gleaming eyes—

with every chapter i desperately have 2 kno more abt baby cinder i HAVE to know i am so. UNBEARABLY CURIOUS... baby cinder what happened... what happened 2 u....

A lantern’s glow warmed her, bleeding into the darkness leeching at them both. It was a gentle gold across her skin, and like an answering signal from a distant outpost, Cinder saw a flush of light through the dark fur lining Hati’s throat, as though flames licked at his insides.

i forgot. that cinder glows like that when she feels Loved or full of pride and you know what i dont like these chapters. they were made to hurt me and i Dont Like That (im mclovin it)

From the safety of Hati’s neck, she found it easier—after all this time, he was still her bastion.

WHEN YOU REALISE? THAT YR ACTIONS HAVE CONSEQUENCES?? STOP,

For a regular person, the machine would be able to draw out short bursts of power, the likes of which no Semblance could ever channel. The taxation would eventually destroy the soul so deeply, so thoroughly, as to leave it empty for good.

For a Witch? For—

the fact. she cut herself off before she could think ‘for glynda’. has me on the FLOOR. this bit is just So Much i dont like it

Glynda Goodwitch would not abandon this hunt. Cinder knew it, had read it from her palms like an open book—Glynda Goodwitch did not know how to stop. If it had been anyone else on Remnant, they might never return, might never pull themselves back into action after today—but Glynda did not have a shred of self-preservation.

me, knocking against cinder’s head: u kno for someone w/ so many schemes in yr brain yr pretty dumb and gay, huh,

firstly let’s talk abt cinder’s “””””””””””””””””””self-preservation””””””””””””””””””” instin-- whats that? not found? yes

[Glynda’s] eyes were empty, hungry, insatiable.

i feel like ive read this line before! lets jump back a chapter--

In [Cinder’s] eyes, there was a subtle, endless hunger.

WAKE UP CINDER SHE’S YR SOULMATE!!!!!!!!!!! THE COFFEE’S READY U CAN SMELL THE BACON FROM HERE WAKE UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

With a fluid leap, they were in the air, the ground quickly shrinking beneath them. Pressing her face against his neck to shield herself from the wind, she closed her eyes and prepared herself for what was to come, trusting Hati to deliver her safely.

that said i ADORE my boy hati is literally the best part of offal hunt kc and diesel do not interact,

He was frozen in horrific anticipation, like watching an imminent tragedy and being absolutely helpless to stop it. Like all the tension was mixed with grief and hopeless, futile fear.

when will offal hunt be nice to me. when will any of these characters get to be happy. hello. im full of sadness.

The sound was like a saw working back and forth, but resonating inside her head, rattling every tooth in her jaw, deafening to her ears.

im literally gritting my teeth at this i can hear it in my own head and its Very Bad!!!!!!!!!!!!! GOD AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

okay god i can barely handle to quote anything more this bit is hurting ME so lets swiftly move on before I Die

Cinder closed her weary eyes, sinking into sleep like a shallow grave.

BE NICE TO HER!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BE NICE TO HER JUST THIS ONCE, PLEASE, IM BEGGING YOU,

They only knew death, only ever sought death; fangs and claws slicked with blood, magic rending meat and marrow apart, and everywhere that choking, scalding heat, spilled blood like magma, like the core of a planet.

hmm... that seems like a 👈😎👈 ~reference~

They were all alert, ears pricked, hackles raised like Hati’s. They all fixed on the same spot, somewhere beyond the darkness of the cave opening, and though she could barely think, she knew:

She was out of time. The Witch was here.

oh no.

okay so THATS CHAPTERS 10 AND 11! i only cried ONCE and u kno what thats. a Victory. these two chapters were VERY GOOD i rly loved em and i can tell new readers r gonna have a blast w/ this shit!!!!!!!!!! meanwhile i, a veteran reader, am full of peril,

terrible.

[garethito]

You know... I've been meaning to ask you about this for a while, and yesterday's tag thing that you did with those Bale gifs only like... fueled? My curiosity? Lol, if that makes sense. Could you like... relive? The Champions League final from this year for us? Like, your perspective on it? Or maybe even the actual whole day of the final? Sorry, God, I know this is weird, but I just love how you tell stories from your life! I have seen you do it with some other anons once!

First of all, THANK YOU SO MUCH for this like, you guys always send me such interesting questions and Im so??? and OMG no this is not weird stop this is such a wonderful question to ask!! And omg you liked how I told the stories to those anons that is so sweet thank you so muchhhhh ❤️❤️💝❤️💘💘💞💞💘

But also this is making me really emotional I dont think I will be able to write this without tearing up but here we go!!! I was at school today and we had a special day so we didnt make any classes, so I had time to formulate an answer to this, and to complete it at home 💞

Quick WARNING?? Yes I am perfectly aware of how crazy and overdramatic this whole story sounds, but the thing is that this is how I truly feel about this day in my life. So yeah lol. Football is basically my life!

I would like to start this by saying that the day of the 26th of May 2018 is the most important day of my entire life as a football fan. There is nothing that could even come close to this. Absolutely nothing. Never in my life have I cried like in that night. Never. Absolutely never. I have looked at my life as a person, at my hardest times, when I cried a lot, but not even that can even slightly compare to the amount of crying that I have done on that glorious day of May 7 months ago. When I say crying, though, I dont actually mean crying, no. I mean violently sobbing, screaming at the top of my lungs, shaking and feeling numb. But in the best way possible, the happiest tears that I ever shedded.

My actual perspective, like you said, though, starts from the 2nd of May, a day after our semi-final second leg against Bayern. From that day, until the 26th, my mind, my body, my soul only thought about the final. I could not even focus on the Clasico on the 6th, neither on the last La Liga match. I was so fucking nervous, words are not sufficient to describe….. At least once every 2-3 days I would go to the bathroom with severe stomach aches and sit there until I would try to calm myself down so that my grandmother wouldnt get worried. I thank God, the Universe, or whoever you think invented life for the fact that highschool had nothing special during that period, just a few tests, that I got the best grades on, because had there been something big, I would have surely failed. That was a nightmare. Just think about it. Horrible La Liga season, then those fucking shaky as fuck second leg matches against Juve AND Bayern. I was literally so pessimistic that I am scaring myself right now thinking about it. All these bad scenarios played through my head ”What if Zizou loses his job? What if this will be the start of our downfall? What if this is the last Champions League final we will play? What if, what if, what if….”. I always tried to tell my brain how stupid I was, that we are Real Madrid and that we will win, like we always do, that we are the best fucking team in the Universe and that nobody even comes close to being like us. But its like these voices in my head wouldnt stop, it was so scary.

Come 25th of May I was an actual lifeless corpse. No matter how much I tried to call my best friend, who was in Bulgaria at that time, and telling her that I cant take this anymore, and her telling me that its going to be okay like it always is, that she doesnt really know my team well but she knows we will win, no matter how much of that was happening, I couldnt fucking stop being nervous and constantly thinking about this match.

On the morning of the 26th I woke up with a severe headache at about 8:30-9 AM. The only things that I remember from that whole day are the constant empty feeling, the amount of times I listened to Hala Madrid Y Nada Mas and the amount of pictures, videos, promotional/support videos I saw and watched. I called my friend one last time and I told her that now I am optimistic, that we will win.

My whole emotional state was ruined, however, by Gareth not starting. I dont need to explain the whole February-May Gaz-Zizou situation because I think everyone knows it too well by now and what I fucking felt about it. I have never been so enraged in my entire life. After all he has done, still no place in the starting XI. Though, this is pretty much the only thing that has ever angered me about Zizou. I love that man too much, I dont think there will ever be a coach that will ever come close to him, a coach that I will ever love as much as I loved him, but this whole situation really, really angered me. As I said, not going to get into details, I think that is enough. Though, I tried to only focus on my hardly achieved positivity about the match. 

The match started and my emotional state reached its lowest point. I couldnt take it anymore, I felt impossibly sick from being so nervous, I got the most severe migraine ever, my eyes were literally about to pop out ugh again, remembering that gives me chills. Dani got injured, and I got angry again, because he didnt deserve it, the World Cup was literally about to start like God give this man a break!!!

Halftime at 0-0, my optimism grew, believe it or not. I felt like we will have more urgency in the second half and that we will win this.

The second half came, with me just desperately hoping for a goal. Because we were playing so well, we deserved a reward!! And it did come, with Benzemas goal, God I felt so relieved and happy. I have seen people saying that his goal was not good but? You literally take everything that is being offered to you in a Champions League final! He scored, he gave us a goal, we were 1-0 up, and I was literally screaming from joy, I was shaking so much and I was the proudest person alive. God, I love my team. Then, Liverpools equalizer came. I didnt think anything of it. I wouldnt get rid of my optimism. I was looking at my boys and I knew we would win.

And Oh My God, here we fucking go. 

Minute 61. Gareth comes on. I was so grateful that he at least got to play 30 minutes, I literally only wanted to see him. At that time, considering everything that was happening, I was already emotionally starting to prepare for his departure to another team. I was watching him in those moments, flashbacks through my mind of all the glorious times I got to see him, all of his goals, everything.

And then…

All of a sudden…

62:58

That moment. The moment in which my soul has definitely left my body. The most beautiful moment I have ever lived in watching football. The moment in which I was the proudest person alive. A moment I will never, ever, ever forget, for as long as I get to live. The moment I have literally seen history being made, right before my eyes. The moment in which I literally evaporated, left the Earth, idk how to explain this but I hope you understand me. My idol, that had suffered so much that season, scored a fucking bicycle kick in a FUCKING UCL FINAL. ARE YOU KIDDING ME. The happiest, most full of joy, best, most emotional moment. Ever. No exaggeration.

My perspective on this? Oh well, brace yourselves. If you think everything that I have written so far seems insane, get ready for this.

I was on my bed, watching the game, shaking. I saw the passes, beautiful passes, that ended up with Marcelo controling the ball (incredibly, as he always does, my Brazilian sunshine). I saw him swaying to the side, and then passing a high, aerial ball in the box. Gareth came up to meet it, with… a scissor kick. That he scored. I literally fucking exploded like there is no other word. I jumped off my fucking bed and I ran literally across the house and came back, making the most inhuman noises ever I swear. I came back to my bedroom and I collapsed on the floor and I literally started fucking bawling my eyes out, and even that seems like an understatement. Screaming at the top of my lungs, bawling my eyes out, literally all of it happening on the floor. My grandmother literally came in and she thought something happened to me, but then I just pointed to the screen and she understood lmao. And from that point onward I cannot say anything anymore, because I dont remember anything else but me on the floor, literally. After like 15 minutes I hardly even managed to get back on the bed, and guess what?

82:41

AGAIN. 

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???? I dont know what to say anymore. Like he literally toyed with everyone that night, he didnt care about anything. Again, with a pass from Marcelo, he literally goes from FAR FAR FAR away and he shoots and… scores?? How much do you think my poor fragile self can handle? Like, WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU SAY TO THAT?? Except for bawling your eyes out even more, if thats even possible? Its been 7 months and I still dont have words for what happened that night, like 2 goals ARE YOU KIDDING ME??? LIKE DO YOU UNDERSTAND I WAS LITERALLY DEAD LIKE ??? I LOST EVERY SINGLE BIT OF MY SANITY THAT NIGHT. 2 goals, 2 goals in 20 minutes, he was about to get a fucking hattrick. A fucking HATTRICK IN HALF AN HOUR, but Karius unfortunately stopped that shot.

The match ended and… I dont remember anything other than barely seeing the screen, I literally had a blurred vision.

We fucking won it. We DID IT. THE DECIMOTERCERA WAS OURS.

In the moment in which Sergio lifted it I… I dont have words, did I go into another Universe, did I ascend, did my soul leave my body I dont even know but what I do know is that I spent the rest of the night, up until like 6AM, crying my heart out. And this is what I mean by ”I have never cried so much in my entire life”. Like I have never spent a whole night crying.

I went to bed at like 6:30, woke up at like.. 10?? I think you can imagine how I woke up, I literally felt like I was going to die but I spent the rest of the day catching up on everything that happened the entire night.

And then, of course, the celebrations, Cibeles, Bernabeu… of course your sensitive girl bawled her eyes out again lol!

Every day ever since it happened, I have always been thinking about this day. About all of it. No point in counting how many times I rewatched the goals lol! But I think you can imagine haha 💘

So yeah, this is pretty much it DSLKFDKJFKDFJKDFK. The story about my best ever day of watching football I made it unecessarily long (Im so sorry). I think the only conclusion that I can get from this is Hala Madrid Y Gareth Y Nada Mas lol! 💘💘

[angelixii]

1-140 (anything you haven't answered already) - Felix

Oh, hello! Thanks for the ask!! 💕

3 fears - Spiders (I get frightened when I think about them) heights (slightly) and the public (anything like murder, kidnapped, ya know stupid people)

 3 Things I love - Music, Idols, and animals

 2 Turns on - ig Hats (like snapbacks) and glasses

 2 Turns off - oof I don’t really know.. ig self absorbed or a fudge boy

 My best friend - C: @straykids-sk (wuv you)

 How tall am I - 5′2

 What do I miss right now - My cat that passed away :c (her name was P.J)

 Favourite color - Blue, red, and sometimes green

 Do I have a crush - no not really

 Favourite place - my home

 What am I listening to right now - theres a website called asoftmurmur.com and it has noises like rain or waves and stuff like that

 Shoe size - pretty sure 10 in US womens

 Eye color - brown

 Hair color - light-ish brown

 Meaning behind my URL - I chose Felix cause hes my bias wrecker and hes angelic C:

 Favourite song - Theres like a million but 5SOS’s She Looks So Perfect wil always be a favorite (idk why)

 Favourite band - Ill just chose Stray Kids cause I don’t wanna write them all out

 How I feel right now - kinda tired but ig ok

 Someone I love - Ill say my best fren Georgia (@straykids-sk) cause i wuv her

 My current relationship status - single and i kinda wanna stay that way for a while

  My relationship with my parents - We all live in the same house and its just us (I have one other sister but she moved out. But shes here a lot tho) and we all get along well

 Favorite season - probably Spring c:

 Tattoos and piercing I have - none and I don’t really want any

 Tattoos and piercing I want - ^^^

The reasons I joined Tumblr - Georgia wanted me to and I thought it would be fun (I was right c:)

 Do I ever get “good morning” or “good night ” texts? - no :/

 Have I ever kissed the last person you texted? - oh heel no she my best fren I would never

 How long does it take me to get ready in the morning? - when I have school like 20 minutes at max

 Have you shaved your legs in the past three days? - I did today

 Where am I right now? - at my house on my laptop c:

 Do I like my music loud or at a reasonable level? - reasonable level cause I’ve always had ear problems and they are sensitive (even tho I always have my earbuds in)

 Do I live with my Mom and Dad? - yup

 Am I excited for anything? - not that I can think of no

 Do I have someone of the opposite sex I can tell everything to? - nope :/

 How often do I wear a fake smile? - not THAT often

 If I could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be? - oooof I don’t think I could answer that question

 What do I think about most? - probably k-pop

 Do I prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it? - Definitely behind

 What was the last lie I told? - It was kinda a joke but “i’ll do it because im the good child”

 Do I prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online? - Eh depends on who it is but facetiming/video chatting

 Do I believe in ghosts? How about aliens? - ghosts kinda and aliens, I mean sure we’ve barely discovered space, who knows whats out there

 Do I believe in magic? - sometimes yeah

 Do I believe in luck? - I mean yeah

 What’s the weather like right now?- theres nothing really going on

 What was the last book I’ve read? - uhhhhhh fully on my own (not in class)? The Maze Runner Scorch Trials

 Do I have any nicknames? - Kassadoodle, Kassidilla, Kassy

 Do I spend money or save it? - I’m trying to save as much as I can rn in my little money jar c:

 Can I touch my nose with a tounge? - nah

 Favourite animal? - Lions and Fennec Foxes

 What was I doing last night at 12 AM? - uhhh im pretty sure saying goodbye to Georgia on video chat

 What’s a song that always makes me happy when I hear it? - oo um I cant really think of one rn :/

 What is my favorite word? - yeet

 My top 5 blogs on tumblr (not in any order)

@honeylixs

@zoxsu

@tinyfigureskater

@stray-kids-dork

@straykidsmate

 If the whole world were listening to me right now, what would I say? - I probably wouldn’t say anything cause im shy and afraid people would judge me on what I say c:

 Do I have any relatives in jail? -not that I know of

What is my current desktop picture? - a pic of Bts

Had sex? Bought condoms? Gotten pregnant? Have I ever kissed somebody in the rain? Had job? Smoked weed? Smoked cigarettes? Drank alcohol?

no to ALL those questions C:

Am I a vegetarian/vegan? - nope don’t think I could ever

Been overweight? - …

Been underweight? - no.

Gotten my heart broken? - nah

Been to prom? - nope

Been in airplane? - nope and I never want to really

Learned another language? - I take required (cause im one of the more intelligent kids in school. I know shocker right?) Spanish classes in school but im on summer break so I dont remember any c:

Wore make up?- nope

Dyed my hair? - nope

Had a surgery? - plenty of ear surgery and had my tonsils removed

Met someone famous? - nope

Stalked someone on a social network? - nope

Been fishing? - no but my dad has always wanted to take me and it sounds kinda fun

Been rejected by a crush? - nope never really had one and if I did I would never have the guts

What do I want for birthday? - ooo idk but i have to wait till next year anyway cause its already passed

Do I like my handwriting? - sometimes when my hand cooperates

Where do I want to live when older? - with my girl Georgia

Have I ever got caught sneaking out or doing anything bad? - nope ima good child (yeah ok suuureee)

What I’m really bad at - running :/

What my greatest achievments are - managing to keep straight A’s and I dont even study cause im online so

The meanest thing somebody has ever said to me - “u bird cage” - Georgia c;

What I’d do if I won in a lottery - ooooooooof idk

What do I like about myself - uhhhhh heh ig my hair or eyes/eyelashes

My closest Tumblr friend - Georgia (yes I do know her irl but shes honestly the closet tumblr friend I have so)

Any question you’d like? - hmm idk

Are you outgoing or shy? - definitely shy, unless with people im close to then quite crazy

What kind of people are you attracted to? - funny, cute and nice people

Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now? - hA no

Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable? - kinda

Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with? - oof idk

What does the most recent text that you sent say? “ohhhh no XDD” (sent to Georgia)

What are your 5 favorite songs right now? - (I already answered this question and don’t wanna answer again)

Do you like it when people play with your hair? - yes I love when freinds at school did (once we were watching a movie in Spanish and my friend next to me was playing with my hair and I almost fell asleep heh)

Do you think there is life on other planets? - totally

Do you like bubble baths? - I haven’t had one in forever

Do you like your neighbors? - only one cause I think im related to them somehow or they are to like my uncle

Where would you like to travel? - out of this hell hole country c:

Favorite part of your daily routine? - checking my tumblr and stanning talent

What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with? - stomach

What do you do when you wake up? - check my notifications on my phone

Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker? - I wish it was more tan than it is (im quite pale)

Do you ever want to get married? - yeah

If your hair long enough for a pony tail? - yes but I hate pony tails so I never do it (I used to all the time as a kid)

Would you rather live without TV or music? - I rarely watch t.v anymore and listen to music almost all day so

Have you ever liked someone and never told them? - I mean yeah

What are your favorite stores to shop in? - I dont really have one for clothes but I do like Walmart

Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance? - I mean sometimes

Do you smile at strangers? - If the smile at me first yeah

Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about? - not that I can remember no

Ever wished you were someone else? - no (as much as I hate myself no)

Favorite makeup brand? - son;t wear any so I dont got one

Last thing you ate? - a Reese cup

Ever won a competition? For what? - not a big one I can remeber no

Ever been in love? - c:

Facebook or Twitter? - dont have a fb and i barely use twitter anymore but twitter

Twitter or Tumblr? - DEFINITELy tumblr

Are you watching tv right now? - i mean its always on for bg noise and light so ig so

What color are your towels? - all kinds of colors

Favorite ice cream flavor? - either Strawberry with out the strawberries or cookie dough

First person you talked to today? - my mom

Last person you talked to today? - Georgia

Name a person you hate? - C: theres too many

Name a person you love? - once again, theres too many

Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now? - C: theres too many

Do you tan a lot? - I barely go outside so thats a no

Have any pets? - too many

Do you type fast? - I mean kinda yeah

Do you regret anything from your past? - everything XD

Ever broken someone’s heart? - I highly doubt it

Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt? - C:

Is cheating ever okay? - hell no

Do you believe in true love? - I mean sure

What your zodiac sign? - Pisces

Do you believe in ghosts? - why is this question on here twice?

Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page? (via catscuddlingandyou) - “…but not at all overwhelming, the balance of the different fragrances was subtle and flawless.” Twilight - Breaking Dawn (Do NOt ask me why thats the closest book its not mine and ive never read it and i NEVER plan on it)

oof that took like two hours heh.. its now currently 2:18am. and im very tired

but thanks for the ask anyway love! Im sorry for the wait! I was busy today. But im probably going to go to bed now

[ohgoddard]

Fist of Festivity: A FoF Christmas story.

“Bells will be ringing… that sad sad news. Ooh what a Christmas, to have the blues..”

The song from the Eagles comes softly over the radio as numerous people sit around a Christmas tree, laughter all around. Outside the window of this small room falls a heavy snow, unknown to the city of Atlanta for some years now. Inside though, safe from the cold and sleet, a warmth of happiness of friends and family creates all the comfort they need. The room they find themselves in is not one too glamorous, but it can be seen that an effort at decorating was found. Garland was hung around the ceiling with golden tinsel laced within it. A tree that was decorated with homemade ornaments from the years of childhood and family memories that they have accrued. On it are numerous pictures of a smiling child, keepsakes of cities they have visited. In the kitchen, not too far away in this small apartment, a kettle is being warmed up for the hot chocolate. 

The Laurens household was a jolly location.

Jade and Riley cuddle close together on the couch, home from college for the holidays. Each wore a gaudy Christmas sweater, bad enough to make even the most blind men reel. But they loved it. In the frenzy of college life, both women had taken an absence from detailed hair upkeep. While Riley had kept her half-shaved style, the usual colored accents she added to it were faded and nearly gone, the color returning to its usual black. Jade cannot be faulted for allowing her hair to grow a bit longer, seeing how she was never the one to have it cut. Her ginger hair has grown beyond its pixie style to a more side-swept and curly one. Although, it was still a tight cut. A memento she refuses to let go.

Underneath the blanket they hold hands and huddle close together, despite the heat turned up and the closeness the actual warmth is still to be desired. The small TV on the wall her mother had, turned to the news because of course it is, said that the snow fall wouldn’t stop until tomorrow morning. The roads were closed and buses and trains halted.

Jade’s mother returned from the kitchen with two hot mugs in her hand, giving them to Riley and Jade as she sat on the small stool next to her kitchen counter.

“I’m sorry about this, Riley. If I had known there’d be a storm i’d have gotten the cot out of the storage!” Riley gave a small chuckle. “Don’t worry Mrs. Laurens, its fine I assure you. My parents are totally understanding. I honestly could go out right now and make it back just fine.”

Jade lightly slapped Riley, making the type of face where one is only playfully mad. “No you will NOT. It is twenty degrees outside and iced roads everywhere! You will slip and fall and hurt yourself running.” Riley turned and gave Jade a sort of incredulous look. “I’ve run on ice before! As part of my training I run on all terrains! Even in the academy I ran on ice!” 

“But it's christmas eveeeee” Jade replied with a big set of puppy dog eyes. Riley rolled her own before hugging her girlfriend.

“I wasn’t going to do it, just that I could.”

A small chuckle escaped Mrs.Laurens as she sipped on her own cup of hot chocolate. She was dressed very much like a mother on Christmas eve. A full blown gingerbread house style sweater, and red going on grey hair pulled up into a small bun behind her head with soft reading glasses on her nose. “I hope you know that you couldn’t leave this place anyways, Riley. I’d have to use my powers to stop you.”

Both women turned to look at Mrs.Laurens with a surprised look. 

“Mom you have a quirk?!” Her mother gave a smiling, sagely nod.  Jade stood up fast, almost knocking over both hers and Riley’s drinks. “WHAT?!?! How have I never known until now?!”

“Oh you’ve seen it, believe me.” Riley stroked her chin like a monk, grinning. “I think I know what it is. You can control heat, cant you?” Mrs.Laurens sipped her mug again, before replying with a “Nope.”

Jade, now squatting on the couch, sneakily bends forward to whisper something into Riley’s ear. Riley then stands up. “Welllll, I suppose I should at least try and make it home. Gonna be a professional hero in the future can't let a little snow keep me down, know? So i’ll just be on my -”

Mrs.Laurens set her mug on the counter, slowly turned to face Riley and crossed her arms. Then she raised an eyebrow at her. “Really? You’re gonna leave?” Jade was confused, was she using her quirk now? She looked at Riley, and saw with surprise that she was hesitant in moving to the door. “Y-yeah. Just gonna head home, don't wanna take up any space here y'know?” Mrs.Laurens stood up and walked towards Riley, a good half a foot shorter. Looking up at Riley, she speaks again. “Really?” Mrs.Laurens drew the word out, lacing it with the most smug tone.

Riley bowed her head and spoke softly “......no…” And as she returned to the couch, Jade could only watch on with amazement. “How..how did you do that mom?!”

“Oh Jade, it's a special power that not even the most powerful heroes have. The power of a mother’s intuition and command.” The loudest groan escaped Jade as she threw herself backwards onto the couch, and subsequently on Riley. “Moooooom you corny nerd.” Mrs. Laurens giggled. Riley sighed and brought the blanket around her body to warm herself, when a thought occurred to her.

“Jade, why are we using a blanket to warm ourselves? And why are we stuck here due to ice? You literally control the sun.”

“Because I told her she’s not allowed to use powers on Christmas eve, that's reserved to Jesus and no one else.”

Jade gave an agreeing nod, but whispered to Riley just loud enough so that only the two of them could hear. “I also set the tree on fire last year, so we’re trying to avoid that.”

“Ah.”

Jade’s attention turned to the tree, mostly to the boxes underneath it. Riley had brought some presents home with her to give to Jade and her mom, so they too joined the rest under the tree. But the one that caught Jade’s attention was a nondescript white box with a simple blue bow atop it. It did not have the careful wrapping of her mom or herself, nor the chaotic tapping and ramshackle method of Riley. And just as she was about to ask her mom, she yawned.

“Well children, I think its time we should go to bed and all. Riley, I hope you don’t mind sharing a room with Jade. I’d have her sleep on the couch, but I don’t trust her to go poking through the gifts.”

Riley snickered as Jade’s face turned red. “Mom! I wouldn't! I'm a good kid now!” “Mhm sure hun. My, if you could hear the stories. One christmas eve, Victor caught her hiding in a hollowed out portion of the couch so she could wait for us to go to sleep. And another, this was when Joseph was over, she tried to bribe him in Santa’s own cookies to bring her a gift! And another-”

“MOM!” Jade’s face had achieved a color of red equal to her hair, as Riley was leaning against the wall covering her mouth to hide her grin. She loved how Jade looked when she was embarrassed, it was cute.

“Fine, I’ll stop. But I learned a few things from Joseph! So don’t go sneaking, I’ll find out.”

“I won’ttttt” Jade said like a child, dragging out the last word.

As the goodnights were spoken, each retreated into their rooms. Jade’s room had not changed much since she had left for college. Which was bad for the bed situation, as she and Riley would have to nearly be on top of eachother. Which Riley seemed to have guessed, given the salacious look on her face. “You better get off that face and attitude in the next five minutes. This is Christmas Eve at my mom’s house!” Jade spoke in a  quick and angry whisper, which only caused Riley to snort in laughter.

“I wasn’t thinking that! Well, now I am. Your fault really.”

A pillow entered terminal velocity and found it’s destination to be Riley’s face.

“Fiiiiine.”

As the two of them slipped under the covers and into each other’s arms, it was not long until they had visions of sugarplum fairies dancing in their head. Except Jade, who in the last few minutes of lucidity before falling asleep in the embrace of her girlfriend, thought of this : what is in that box?[i].

Christmas morning was freezing, and Jade’s mom was almost about to forgo her respect for Jesus to allow a bit of supernatural fire. However, the heater eventually sputtered to life and delivered a bearable atmosphere. Mrs.Laurens cooked a delicious breakfast, cranberry bread and pigs in a blanket. A small tradition in their household that Riley was strongly considering getting her parents to join in on. And of course, after the meal the real treasure awaited them.

Mrs.Laurens passed out each present to each, and a hearty amount was in each person’s pile. Riley got a mess of work-out shirts and shorts, headbands, and a small fortune in green tea kitkats (her favorite). Jade got art supplies, several t-shirts from bands and shows she liked, and a new laptop. Her mom mostly got knicknacks from Boston, but she loved them anyways.

After the initial fervor died and everyone got their gifts, Jade was looking around at her family. It was a happiness she hasn’t felt in a long while. The snow still fell outside the window, meaning that the weatherman was wrong again. Or, ironically, it means The Weatherman escaped prison and started causing a snowstorm. Still, inside the apartment it was warm and nice, the laughter of Riley and her mom exchanging stories about her aside. However, it was during all this taking in that Jade noticed the small box again. It must have been overlooked in the present handing out, and was pushed to behind the tree. Jade walked over to the tree and picked the box up, looking at it further. It fit within her one hand, and had no indication as to who it goes to.

But there was a tag on the blue bow. An initial of “JE”.

Jade’s mom noticed what she was looking at and stood up. “Oh my, I completely forgot.” her daughter turned to look at her. “That was left behind a few months ago for you. By Joseph.”

The box suddenly felt so much more heavier. Riley’s laughing expression left as she looked at Jade, replaced by a numb and shocked one. Jade’s was much the same. Her mom smiled. “Well? Go ahead. Open it!”

Jade gently removed the ribbon from around the box, and opened it. Inside was a note.

She picked it up, not paying attention to the other object within it.

”Hey there Solar Flare. See what I did? It was funny cuz it rhymed. Anyways, I don’t know if I’m going to be there to give this to you. I may not be a psychic, but I know my time is limited. Right now as I'm writing this, you are asleep in your room and your mom is still out at the hospital working. She’s the real hero, y’know? She saves more people than I ever have. And I think you will too. I found this the other day while packing my stuff, and I thought you might want it. 

Give ‘em the heat of hell,

-Joseph Ellington, Reverse.

P.s. I’d slap my knees at the jokes I make around your house if I still had them.”

The signature where his name was became water stained as a single happy tear fell from Jade’s eye. She gently folded the note, and tucked it into her pocket before returning to the other contents of the box. Resting on the bottom of the box was a necklace of iron beads, and a small scrap of paper.

She lifted the necklace up, revealed them to be dogtags. At the end of them read, “Laurens SHS Agent : Reverse.” It became an instant addition to herself, as she put it on. The metal felt cold against her skin, but at the same time comforting. Like a hug from an old friend. And finally the paper. As she picked it up and unraveled it, she almost dropped it out of pure emotion.

Giving each other the biggest hug and holding a small baby was her dad and Reverse. Each in their costume, Reverse in his boxing get-up and her dad in his stark white and red glory. Between them was a small baby with red hair. On the backside of the photo was writing.

“first time meeting uncle J, he called her a great ball of fire!” 

“Jade, honey? Are you alright?”

As she looked up , her eyes streaming and face beaming with happiness, she said

“Happier than ever before.”

And as she showed her mom the picture, and she joined in on the crying, followed by Riley who thought it was the right thing to do at the time, Jade heard a soft voice in her mind.

“Merry Christmas, kid.”

[pertinax--loculos]

Character Study: Cassidy (1)

1. Intro My name is Cassidy Vick, but you probably know that already. I know, I know, you’re probably all sick of seeing me up here. But I’m hoping that I’ll be able to use this opportunity to pass on some knowledge.

Note to self: too immodest??

Some people may say that I’m just naturally talented, but I don’t believe that’s the be-all and end-all. You can only get so far on raw talent. At some point, you have to start putting the work in. And it is my belief that someone who works hard, and works consistently, will always end up outstripping someone with natural talent that just coasts along.

Note to self: ugh, is that too preachy? Feel like it’s starting to sound like a self-help book. Maybe:

I have worked hard to achieve what I have, and I feel I can offer

Note to self: nope. Implies other people just don’t work hard. Hmmm…

I don’t think of this ceremony as an ending, but as a beginning

Every journey begins with a single

Our college lives may be over but our real lives are just

I lucked into a love of an industry that is expanding rapidly, and I have a good head for academics. I keep my head down and I put on whatever face I think will go over well with whoever I’m talking to at the time stay polite and professional, and so I’ve been able to develop contacts that have given me the opportunities I’ve been offered beyond graduation. But I don’t know what to choose. I don’t wanna offend anyone. I don’t wanna make waves. Up til now it was easy. It was all laid out for us, y’know? It was simple; follow the rules at school and graduate top of the class, go to college, knuckle down and complete that degree. But now? The real world? Yeah, I’m not sure I wanna deal with that.

I’m not sure I’m cut out for making my own decisions.

Why can’t someone just tell me what to DO, why cant I

Note to self: Scrap all this. Start over.

2. Family “Mail, Cassidy!”

The bolt from her room was far from graceful, but Cassidy didn’t care. She skidded into the kitchen, overshooting the table and having to scramble back to get close enough to snatch the letter from her mother’s hand.

“Well, I didn’t think you’d be that enthused,” her mother said with a smile.

Cassidy flipped the letter over in her hands a few times, the lump in her throat preventing her from speaking. The crest in the corner seemed to mock her, the division into thirds forming a smirking face. The envelope seemed incredibly thin.

“Well, are you going to open it?”

“I don’t know,” Cassidy said, her voice faint.

Her mother’s face softened, and she stepped over to squeeze Cassidy’s shoulder. “You know we’re proud of you no matter what, right?”

Heat flooded Cassidy’s eyes, and she blinked rapidly. She knew. Of course she knew. It wasn’t her parents she was worried about disappointing; it was herself.

“Do you want to take it up to your room?”

“No.” A note of despair had entered her voice; Cassidy swallowed laboriously, caught her lower lip between her teeth. Try as she might to hold the envelope still, it continued to shiver slightly, magnifying the fine tremor of her hands. “No, I— just give me a moment.”

“Take as long as you need.” Her mother moved away again, tossing the other letters onto the bench before she busied herself with stacking the dishes.

She hadn’t gone to college. Neither had Cassidy’s father. Both worked unskilled jobs, scraping together enough money to keep their house on the border of the suburbs. But they’d never have enough to move. Never have enough to enjoy a night out if it wasn’t planned weeks in advance. Never have enough to change up their yearly date night on the waterfront for their anniversary.

This was Cassidy’s opportunity to do what they hadn’t. Her opportunity to not only grasp a higher rung on the ladder, but to carry her parents up with her.

She took one, final, deep breath, and slowly peeled back the flap on the top of the envelope.

Her hands were shaking so much that she couldn’t read the letter to begin with. She had to drop the envelope and steady the thick, expensive paper with both hands, squinting a little against the itch at the back of her eyes.

We are delighted to inform you that your application was successful…

Cassidy shrieked and bolted across the kitchen, throwing herself into her mother’s arms. Behind her, the letter drifted slowly to the floor.

3. Friends Cassidy was going to kill Eliza.

She simply could not believe she’d flaked on her. They’d been planning this night for weeks, tweaking and adjusting the itinerary, considering all angles, the pros and cons of each place at each time. Eliza had even insisted on having the final say on everything, claiming that she had enough experience to make Cassidy’s first bar crawl a night to remember. They’d had to postpone twice due to assignments and hardass professors that refused to allow extensions.

And fifteen minutes after Cassidy had arrived at the first bar, Eliza had texted her and said she couldn’t be bothered.

Well, she’d actually said she was sick, but Cassidy had heard the excuse enough times that she knew what it really was. A blow-off.

God, she was so stupid. She should’ve known this would happen. She’d thrown herself into her friendship with Eliza because of nearness rather than a true aligning of interests, but her first-year roommate was notoriously mercurial. All the reassurances, all the denials that anything would come up, all the claims that Eliza was so excited; Jesus. Cassidy just shouldn’t have gone out. It would’ve been less embarrassing, having Eliza scream at her over the phone for standing her up rather than being stood up herself.

She swiped impatiently at her eyes. They were tears of frustration, of course. Not distress. Not rejection.

The glass on the bar in front of her was slick with condensation, the liquid inside vivid green. Cassidy eyed it for a few seconds and then sighed, sliding a twenty onto the bar and leaving the drink untouched. It was a long walk home, and half of it was seedy enough that she really didn’t want her perceptiveness impaired. The notion of getting a taxi floated through her head as she made her way out of the bar, but she dismissed it just as quickly. The timing was all wrong — too late for people to still be coming into town, too early for the taxis to start showing up unprompted. And the last thing Cassidy wanted to do was skulk in front of the bar, alone, for god-knows how long. It was intimidating enough just weaving her way through the crowds of smokers lining the pavement.

Away from the main bar strip, the streets were quiet. Her heels clacked impossibly loudly against the concrete, a signal broadcasting her position to anybody else who might be out here. She rubbed her upper arms briskly, though she knew the goosebumps weren’t due to the cold.

At the corner of Fifth and Valdegreen, she paused.

The decision should’ve been easy; turn left, five blocks down before a right, another three blocks before another right, and then it was four blocks back before a straight shot to the campus. Well-lit, past a couple of all-night businesses that employed security. For a woman walking alone at night, it was the safe option. It was the sensible option.

It was the long option.

Cassidy’s feet were already aching, and every time she thought about why she was out here, walking home from the bar by herself, the tears threatened again. She just wanted to get home.

The alley opposite her was shrouded in darkness. Even the buildings seemed to have their backs turned to it; few doors and fewer windows, because who wanted a view of another brick wall? The three blocks down the alley consisted only of private residences — no cameras, no security. Cassidy didn’t know exactly the sorts of things that happened in alleys like these, but she had a pretty good idea.

The shortcut also eliminated ten blocks of walking. Cassidy threw back her shoulders, lifted her chin, and marched into the shadows.

She nearly made it, too.

A tiny sigh of relief escaped her as she crossed the second narrow lane that serviced the access road she was walking down. There had been no hint of movement so far, no noise except for the clack clack of her heels. And she had passed the two points that always made her heart race, the two dumpsters on the previous blocks that could hide anything or anyone. This final block was a straight shot, no nooks or crannies for someone to hide. Her steps slowed a little, a concession to the pain in the balls of her feet.

A few metres ahead of her light flared.

Cassidy stopped dead. For a moment she thought it was the Orn, someone trying to blind her with light manipulation, but after a moment the flash resolved into a flame. It was just bright enough for her to see the outline of a person, leaning against the wall to her left.

She’d been standing still for too long; suddenly she felt paralysed to the spot, too awkward to keep walking when it was so obvious that the person had startled her. Panic unfurled in her chest as she wondered if she’d get away with a quick, oh, you scared me!, a nervous laugh before she continued on. But then the prospect of turning her back on the stranger wasn’t exactly a welcome one, either.

The flame disappeared, leaving behind a small glowing coal that Cassidy eventually recognised as the tip of a cigarette. She’d just resolved to say something, anything, to let the person know she’d seen them and would recognise them if they tried anything when they spoke.

“Cassidy Vick, as I live and breathe.”

All thoughts of speaking, of running, of everything left Cassidy’s head as she gaped into the shadows. After a beat a soft chuckle reached her ears, and light flared to life off to her right.

That was light manipulation, no question about it. Or, considering the man it illuminated, technically it was illusion.

“Jay?” Cassidy croaked.

He tilted his head as he took a drag off his cigarette, considering.

“So, I’ve got an reason to be in this dodgy-ass alley at way-too-late at night,” he said. “What’s your excuse?”

“It’s a free country,” Cassidy retorted. “I don’t need an excuse.”

Jay’s lips quirked, though his eyes remained distant. “Seems like a risky route for a late night jaunt.”

“Oh, shut up.” Cassidy hitched her purse a little higher onto her shoulder and started to walk past him. Jay Johns was among the least preferred of all the people she could’ve run into, but at least she knew he wasn’t going to hurt her. Most likely. Probably. “I need to get home.”

“Kinda a long walk.”

“Speak for yourself,” Cassidy snapped without looking at him. “I live on campus. God knows what the hell you’re doing all the way out here.”

“Hey!”

His voice wasn’t particularly loud, but it was authoritative; Cassidy had halted before she’d really thought about it, and she spun around more to make the reaction appear voluntary than out of any real desire. “What?”

“Why are you walking home by yourself?” There was a tiny frown on his face. It looked genuine, but Cassidy wasn’t stupid enough to trust anything he said or did, typically-unconscious actions included.

The thought, the memories that came alongside it, brought her anger to the fore, and it was easier to embrace that than the nostalgia or the hollow space inside her chest. “Oh, don’t pretend like you fucking care,” she spat, face twisting as she glared at him. “You showed your true colours a long time ago, Jay. You can’t fucking fool me.” She turned on her heel again and stalked away, not bothering to listen for a response.

The only upside to the whole thing, she reflected later, flopping onto her bed and kicking off her heels with a sigh, was that for fifteen whole minutes she had completely forgotten about the whole situation with Eliza.

4. Rivals “What’d you get, Bridget?”

Bridget smoothed out the papers in front of her, proudly displaying the bold, red 96% emblazoned in the top corner.

Relief flooded Cassidy’s chest, and she felt her smile become more sincere. Her voice, too, as she gushed, “Oh, wow, congrats! That’s so great!”

Bridget clearly picked up on the change in tone; her smile was far too bright as she looked up. “How’d you go?”

“Yeah, really good.” It was a struggle to temper her expression, to keep it from becoming triumphant. “Ninety-eight.”

“Oh, that’s awesome!” Bridget gushed in turn, no sign of envy or disappointment present. “Well done! You so deserve it!”

Cassidy thanked her as graciously as possible, then turned back to the front of the classroom before her facade cracked.

Honestly she wasn’t entirely sure whether the ongoing feud with Bridget was all in her head. The girl always seemed entirely honest, suitably encouraging and impressed whenever Cassidy beat her in a test or assignment, never letting slip a snide comment or backhanded compliment. But she had to feel the same way, had to realise they were in exclusive competition for the top of the class. There was no way she didn’t resent Cassidy beating her at least on some level. Surely.

Or maybe she just wasn’t as preoccupied with being the best as Cassidy was. Maybe coming in second didn’t bother her as much. Maybe that was why she was able to be so amiable.

“Maybe she’s just secure enough in her own abilities to not have to compare herself to other people,” Jay had said, not entirely kindly, a few months before they’d stopped talking. Cassidy had ignored him; easy enough, given it was something she’d been doing more and more as time went on.

And so the competition had continued, in Cassidy’s head at least, the wild highs when she came out on top, the bleak downswings when Bridget triumphed instead. And those were the worst moments, because Bridget was always perfect; sympathetic but not pitying, proud but not arrogant. It almost would’ve been easier if she’d just rubbed Cassidy’s face in it. Crowing and bragging Cassidy could’ve dealt with, because she would’ve known the next time she won that it was definitely affecting Bridget somehow. As it was, she could never be sure.

She topped the class, that year and the next and the next. She’d been disappointed in her final scores during their last year of high school, until she’d discovered that although it wasn’t what she’d expected, it was still higher than Bridget.

They’d gone their separate ways, different colleges, different majors. That should’ve been the end of it.

It wasn’t.

Cassidy just started following her on social media, keeping tabs on the unspoken competition, still feeling surges of resentment when she saw Bridget get a scholarship or a dean’s award or a job offer right after graduation, knowing it was unhealthy but unable to stop herself. Something about the girl kept Cassidy checking in, kept giving her incentives to strive for her best, to beat Bridget.

And so it was no real surprise that, sitting covered in blood and handcuffed in the back of a police car, Cassidy didn’t think of her parents or friends or her future.

She thought of Bridget.

Winning all along.

[thebeatles-archive]

3 Fears clustered holes . . . that’s all i can think of bye

3 things I love the beatles , the 80′s , star wars & so many more but smh just three things it says

2 turns on being v nice & beaut

2 turns off the opposite of not being v nice . uuuuuuuuh if you a trump supporter , don’t be near me . 

My best friend @sirmccartney , @glimmerkeith & @bwayne : ]

Sexual orientation bisexual

How tall am I 4′11″ but i can kick your ass

What do I miss right now my salad i ate three hours ago I DONT KNOW

Favourite color green

Do I have a crush yes

Favourite place wherever there’s food

What am I listening to right now bicycles , rollerskates & you - the archies

Shoe size im a size 5 i think

Eye color brown

Hair color jet black

Meaning behind my URL THE BEATLES , LITERALLY . THE BEATLES

Favourite song ticket to ride - the beatles

Favourite band The Beatles

How I feel right now content !

Someone I love my friends ??? john lennon ???

My current relationship status single

My relationship with my parents muy bueno !! i love them

Favourite season Summer

Tattoos and piercing i have my ears . i wear only one earring on my left

Tattoos and piercing i want i want tattoos but have zero clue my dude

The reasons I joined Tumblr my friend said to join because there was a young justice fandom & i didnt even know what a fandom was until i joined but lmfao im not even in the fandom

Do I ever get “good morning” or “good night ” texts? no wtf ??? someone change that

Have I ever kissed the last person you texted? I . .. never kissed anyone . nope

How long does it take me to get ready in the morning? 20 minutes . doesn’t take me long

Have you shaved your legs in the past three days? no

Where am I right now? bed

Do I like my music loud or at a reasonable level? LOUD UNTIL I CANT HEAR ANYTHING

Do I live with my Mom and Dad? ye

Am I excited for anything? GUNS N ROSES CONCERT NEXT MONTH !!!

Do I have someone of the opposite sex I can tell everything to? i dk ?

How often do I wear a fake smile? a lot 

If I could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be? my grandfathers . i never met em on both sides of the family .

What do I think about most? my school

Do I prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it? behind

What was the last lie I told? shit who knows

Do I perfer talking on the phone or video chatting online? phone

Do I believe in ghosts? How about aliens? I SEE GHOST EVERYDAY & ITS NORMAL TO ME . & ja i believe in aliens . only a fool wouldn’t .

Do I believe in magic? if we talkin’ about white magic , yes .

Do I believe in luck? sure 

What’s the weather like right now? DESERT BITCH

What was the last book I’ve read? Indian Killer by Sherman Alexie

Do I have any nicknames? baecon

Do I spend money or save it? save . . its hard

Can I touch my nose with a tounge? WHO THE FUCK

Favourite animal? dogs , horses , pandas , tarantulas , more dogs

What was I doing last night at 12 AM? watching My MTV 80′s on this mtv channel

What’s a song that always makes me happy when I hear it? currently ? mr blue sky

What is my favorite word? yikes

My top 5 blogs on tumblr IDK

If the whole world were listening to me right now, what would I say? “henlo you stinky people”

Do I have any relatives in jail? NOPE

What is my current desktop picture? the beatles but they’re zombies

Had sex? no

Bought condoms? no

Gotten pregnant? no

Have I ever kissed somebody in the rain? my dog

Had job? cvs

Smoked weed? no

Smoked cigarettes? no

Drank alcohol? no

Am I a vegetarian/vegan? no

Been overweight? I AM OVERWEIGHT

Been underweight? yes

Gotten my heart broken? no

Been to prom? friend’s

Been in airplane? yes

Learned another language? yes, German

Wore make up? ye

Dyed my hair? yes

Had a surgery? gallbladder bc i had stones : ‘ ] shit hurts

Met someone famous? YES

Stalked someone on a social network? no

Been fishing? yes

Been rejected by a crush? oh gott no

What do I want for birthday? more beatles merch

Do I like my handwriting? HELL NO

Where do I want to live when older? i still wanna be in LA

Have I ever got caught sneaking out or doing anything bad? no

What I’m really bad at DRAWING

What my greatest achievments are being the first in my family to attend college

The meanest thing somebody has ever said to me “go back to your country” ig lmfaoooooooooooooooo

What I’d do if I won in a lottery go to paul’s $2k vip thing

What do I like about myself nothing : /

My closest Tumblr friend @sirmccartney YEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH BOOOIIIIIII

Any question you’d like? Oh worm ?

Are you outgoing or shy? shy

What kind of people are you attracted to? nice people

Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now? No . . . . 

Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable? Not really, but I wouldn’t have much to contribute.

Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with? i think with syd ?? fuhashuf

What does the most recent text that you sent say? “BITCH I SWEAR”

What are your 5 favorite songs right now? i cant think its 10 pm 

Do you like it when people play with your hair? i mean i wouldn’t know ? unfortunately i have spd & there’s scars on top of my head so i dont think . . . that’s pleasant . . . 

Do you think there is life on other planets? OF COURSE , THERE’S ALIENS !!!!!

[amaloaf]

All of them

3 Fears3 things I love2 turns on2 turns offMy best friendSexual orientationHow tall am IWhat do I miss right nowFavourite colorDo I have a crush ^ already answered these

Favourite place

my room of the senior lounge in my school

What am I listening to right now

a davenchurch playlist (current song: Something I Need- One Republic) 

Shoe size

9-10 womens

Eye color

brown and gold

Hair color

ALSO brownish-gold

Meaning behind my URL

haha Fenton called me a walking paradox as a joke and it stuck!

Favourite song

literally dont have one but im currently loving “Waving Through a Window” from the dear evan hanson soundtrack

Favourite band

either panic! at the disco or fall out boy

How I feel right now

absolutely awful but you sending this completely boosted my mood!! 

Someone I love

oh sweet jesus, Fenton and Ellie and Pear and Cade and Vinny and Dylan and Sydney and Daffy and Simon and Nico and Jayme and Kiwi and Arily and this is going overboard but i cannot hold all my love in

My current relationship status

painfully single and desperately needing to get laid

My relationship with my parents

no

Favourite season

fall

Tattoos and piercing i have

none, unfortunately 

Tattoos and piercing i want

a septum piercing, 1mm gauges, a second piercing, an outer ear ring, sleeve tats of intertwining roses and dandelions, magnus’ railsplitter somewhere (im still deciding on where..) 

The reasons I joined Tumblr

all my middle school friends had it

Do I ever get “good morning” or “good night ” texts?

not anymore

Have I ever kissed the last person you texted?

i kissed my dad before 

How long does it take me to get ready in the morning?

cosmetically? five minutes max

Have you shaved your legs in the past three days?

unfortunately i did yesterday  

Where am I right now?

at my desk, sitting on pile of laundry im neglecting 

Do I like my music loud or at a reasonable level?

i like it quiet

Do I live with my Mom and Dad?

both, but unhappily 

Am I excited for anything?

death, also graduation i guess

Do I have someone of the opposite sex I can tell everything to?

my friends Cade and Dylan are good buddies 

How often do I wear a fake smile?

….. next question

If I could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?

the mcelroys, specifically travis 

What do I think about most?

not to be dark but death 

Do I prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it?

neither, but behind if i have to be

What was the last lie I told?

“no mom i totally bought this”

Do I perfer talking on the phone or video chatting online?

i dont do either v much but i really like vids when i can get them

Do I believe in ghosts? How about aliens?

yes and yes (i saw three ghosts in my life)

Do I believe in magic?

hell yeah

Do I believe in luck?

mostly

What’s the weather like right now?

clear night skies with a slight fall nip in the air

What was the last book I’ve read?

animal farm by george orwell 

Do I have any nicknames?

M.K., M, Loaf

Do I spend money or save it?

both? 

Can I touch my nose with a tounge?

nope!

Favourite animal?

hgnnnnn cant choose, maybe sharks?

What was I doing last night at 12 AM?

sleeping 

What’s a song that always makes me happy when I hear it?

Hips Dont Lie! 

What is my favorite word?

bludgeoning because im a nerd 

If the whole world were listening to me right now, what would I say?

CUT THE CRAP AND LEARN TO LIVE TOGETHER IN PEACE GOD DAMN IT

Do I have any relatives in jail?

i deadass dont talk to my family but im p sure one of my cousins was arrested last week 

What is my current desktop picture?

that picture of the sloth photoshopped on a dolphin with the P!NK lyrics

Had sex?

B)

Bought condoms?

no

Gotten pregnant?

oh god no

Have I ever kissed somebody in the rain?

no but my first kiss with a boy i got sprayed on at a waterpark 

Had job?

im a partime paralegal 

Smoked weed?

yep

Smoked cigarettes?

for a long ass time in middle school (if im bein real honest im going to pic it back up again probably)

Drank alcohol?

ya

Am I a vegetarian/vegan?

definetly not

Been overweight?

currently am

Been underweight?

when i was born

Gotten my heart broken?

plenty of times

Been to prom?

yes

Been in airplane?

oh yeah, i love flying

Learned another language?

took spanish for 10+ years and dont know a damned word of it 

Wore make up?

ye

Dyed my hair?

no but i really want to 

Had a surgery?

yes! some work on my ear after i fucked it up as a baby

Met someone famous?

a band called After Romeo 

Stalked someone on a social network?

i tend to go through social media when i find new accounts i like but its never stalkerish 

Been fishing?

got the license and everything

Been rejected by a crush?

yea, ive only ever had one crush where it panned out 

What do I want for birthday?

a binder 

Do I like my handwriting?

no

Where do I want to live when older?

idk, im praying i dont end up back in vegas

Have I ever got caught sneaking out or doing anything bad?

got caught reading awful porn once does that count

What I’m really bad at

ohh im really holding back on saying “everything” but if i had to choose wind instruments 

What my greatest achievments are

my art, my relationships, my baby handling skills

The meanest thing somebody has ever said to me

ill give you the second worse: “ well at least being a fattass made you bouncy”

What I’d do if I won in a lottery

buy a house, get a super crazy nice computer, give some money to the friends listed up earlier on the list and draw for all eternity 

What do I like about myself

my eyes and my good heart and my ability to fake good things

My closest Tumblr friend

oh definitely Fenton or @whyldkratts

Any question you’d like?

feel free to send in your own question! 

Are you outgoing or shy?

yes

What kind of people are you attracted to?

soft bellies, thick legs and hips, nice pecs, soft long hair, nice lips

Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now?

idk maybe? i hope so, yall can feel free to make the first move ;3

Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable?

no, i actually like it! 

Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with?

my buddy Cade

What does the most recent text that you sent say?

ok

What are your 5 favorite songs right now?

Something I Need, Michel in the Bathroom, For Forever, Waving Through a Window, and Freeze Your Brain 

Do you like it when people play with your hair?

oh yes!! please play with my hair!!! ((and playing with OTHER peoples hair??? oh boy howdy dont even get me started!!!!))

Do you think there is life on other planets?

hell yes! 

Do you like bubble baths?

sure, no real pref either way

Do you like your neighbors?

NOPE

Where would you like to travel?

yes!

Favorite part of your daily routine?

sleep

What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with?

*sweats* yes?? (probably my boobs and stomach, also my arms)

What do you do when you wake up?

stare at the ceiling and mentally prepare myself for the day

Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker?

darker, it lost a lot of melinin when i hit puberty for some reason??

Do you ever want to get married?

yes! even if its just a platonic life partner marriage! 

If your hair long enough for a pony tail?

yep

Would you rather live without TV or music?

telivision my man

Have you ever liked someone and never told them?

yep! one time it went to shit the other time it went fairly ok

What are your favorite stores to shop in?

target and hot topic

Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance?

normally yes but you gotta kno when to get the hell away from certain folks

Do you smile at strangers?

sometimes

Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about?

OH yeaaah

Ever wished you were someone else?

every god damned day

Favourite makeup brand?

cheap 

Last thing you ate?

mashed potatoes

Ever won a competition? For what?

won a college science fair in middle school once 

Ever been in love?

im always in love

Facebook or Twitter?

twitter always (pst mines @emiglody95

Twitter or Tumblr?

tumblr 

Are you watching tv right now?

no

What colour are your towels?

beige and brown 

Favourite ice cream flavour?

cookie dough or coffee 

First person you talked to today?

my mother or Ellie i can remember 

Last person you talked to today?

Pear or my day, again i cant remember 

Name a person you hate?

Prestly, Kevin, Zoe, Mike

Name a person you love?

hmm ive already listed a lot of people already so lets go with: Wilson

Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now?

remember Kevin from two asks ago? 

Do you tan a lot?

im outside a lot but my tan is mostly natural 

Have any pets?

my dog, Gus! 

Do you type fast?

yes actually!! 

Do you regret anything from your past?

im not lookin to type a paragraph so lets go with yes

Ever broken someone’s heart?

yeah,, 

Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt?

every day

Is cheating ever okay?

no, but if your partner got seriously fucked up and it was a total accident and you trust them then MAYBE you can reconsider not throwing their asses out

Do you believe in true love?

to an extent 

What your zodiac sign?

leo! 

Do you believe in ghosts?

id better ive seen three of ‘em

Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page?

“ Its fine”, she said primly as she turned back to the trays of jewelry. 

[lebilliam]

Hey sirmcartney asked me to do this

I’d rather be doing this over my school ish anyways :’)

Ask me some questions!

3 Fears: Ghosts :((( , fat insects , failing stuff 

3 things I love: i fukin love talking to my friends and hanging out , listening to music that i havent heard in forever, and that post workout glow 

2 turns on: i can send them memes :) , i can laugh and not give a heck with them

2 turns off: i cant send them memes :( , being mean to me (im sensitive af)

My best friend: zoo wee this is a hard one but id prob say logan or brian or adam or morgan or alex. take ur pick. (morgan and logan tbh)

Sexual orientation: str8 

How tall am I: 5′9″ according to my ID

What do I miss right now: intimacy

Favourite color: orange!!!!!

Do I have a crush: ;)

Favourite place: currently ive been digging the imagination room

What am I listening to right now: affection // Cigarettes After Sex

Shoe size: it varies on the brand but normally 9.5 or 10? idk im bad

Eye color: brown

Hair color: black 

Meaning behind my URL: its bc i wanted a recognizable alias that i could use across platforms 

Favourite song: i always say liztomania by phoenix

Favourite band: Maroon 5 fanboy here but ive been a fan of Cigarettes after Sex for a while now

How I feel right now: STRESSED and ANGERY

Someone I love: myself (kinda)

My current relationship status: 

My relationship with my parents: we dont really talk that much but good i think?

Favourite season: oof i like the heat but im gonna say winter bc i get to be emo and i can go walk on fresh snow 

Tattoos and piercing i have: none atm

Tattoos and piercing i want: hmmm idk if i want anything big but i always thought the track shoe/wing thing would be nice

The reasons I joined Tumblr: all my friends had it so i thought i would be cool if i made one

Do I ever get “good morning” or “good night ” texts?: i have gotten some before and i appreciate them 

Have I ever kissed the last person you texted?: the last person i texted? surprisingly no

How long does it take me to get ready in the morning?: depends if i shower but i can get going in ~4-5 minutes

Have you shaved your legs in the past three days?: nope!

Where am I right now?: imagination room!

Do I like my music loud or at a reasonable level? hell yea who doesnt

Do I live with my Mom and Dad? not atm im chillin #dormlife

Am I excited for anything?: excited for the weekend

Do I have someone of the opposite sex I can tell everything to? hell to the yea of course

How often do I wear a fake smile?: everytime i feel weird around people idk usually i wouldnt say i smile that much unless im gooning 

If I could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?: I believe that the world will introduce me to people when i need it (lame answer: idk anyone but maybe like my friends’ friends)

What do I think about most? this week it’s been the french essay i had to write but overall i think about being appreciated 

Do I prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it? id be on both sides if i could but if i had to pick one id totally be in front

What was the last lie I told? oh haha i dont know (but i do know)

Do I perfer talking on the phone or video chatting online? PHONE CALLS

Do I believe in ghosts? How about aliens? Hell yea what else am i supposed to be afraid of. aliens are super cool man of course i think theyre real

Do I believe in magic? NOPE! but theres been some crazy magic tricks where i almost believe but then i see the “how it’s done” video for it

Do I believe in luck? hell yea of course! why would it not exist? 

What’s the weather like right now? ughgh it’s disappointingly hot 

What was the last book I’ve read? Huis Clos by Jean Paul Sartre (i had to read it for class but it really is a great work of art)

Do I have any nicknames? B, Lil B(ones i have heard the most) Billiam, Broletariate Biu (my mom calls me that), (billy bear is an old one and i dont know why they ever used it in the first place), goomph, toad, frog, ugly ass, nerd, dork, dingus

Do I spend money or save it? i spend it haha kms i really need to save more efficiently

Can I touch my nose with a tounge?: nope just tried and looked like a fool

Favourite animal? oof i want to say dogs but thats basic but dogs are so loving like i dont get it how do they do it

What was I doing last night at 12 AM?: i was up and i was emo. jk i was hanging out and watching bad Freshman xxl cyphers

What’s a song that always makes me happy when I hear it? Get Low by lil Jon or Faded (the remix) or change your mind by the killers. im gonna go ahead and say that change your mind gets my shit hyped UP

What is my favorite word? satiation

My top 5 blogs on tumblr: idk if im going to be honest i dont really use tumblr that much for personal blogs but i do love foodporn, til, ruined childhood

If the whole world were listening to me right now, what would I say? love each other. 

Do I have any relatives in jail? i dont think so? oh jk theyre not really a relative but they’re a close family friend’s relative

What is my current desktop picture? FUKIN FUNCTIONAL GROUPS THAT I DONT EVER KNOW OFF THE TOP OF MY HEAD EVEN THOUGH THERES A TEST IN 10.25 HOURS

Had sex? ye

Bought condoms? ye

Gotten pregnant? cant really say that i have :p

Have I ever kissed somebody in the rain? yes

Had job? yep! summer job at the zoo which was cool af

Smoked weed? once or twice 

Smoked cigarettes? never.nope.disgusting

Drank alcohol? yes

Am I a vegetarian/vegan? i tried being vegetarian for a bit but then i wasnt eating enough red meat

Been overweight? as a kid i feel like i was overly big but now that i think about it i dont think i was fat

Been underweight? definitely

Gotten my heart broken? homeboy who hasnt?

Been to prom? yeep

Been in airplane? yeep

Learned another language? heck yes! english kek and im in the process of learning french. i tried learning lithuanian after a life changing experience. 

Wore make up? surprisingly no

Dyed my hair? nope! i dont want to bleach my hair

Had a surgery? uhhh does laser surgery count? bc ive had 3 so far and i might have more

Met someone famous? every time i walk by a mirror ;) jk i met the senator of WA and the mayor of Tacoma a couple times

Stalked someone on a social network? pfft hell yes

Been fishing? yep! it’s always an experience

Been rejected by a crush? rip me yes

What do I want for birthday? i want to have a nice get together with friends where we do stuff that i dont have to pay for (but i dont think thats how life works anymore)

Do I like my handwriting? I love it in pen and when i hit my ecrivain stride, but otherwise when my hands get sweaty its just a fkin mess 

Where do I want to live when older? i’ve always said paris, but zaragoza spain wouldnt be too bad!

Have I ever got caught sneaking out or doing anything bad? yea boi

What I’m really bad at: believing in myself 

What my greatest achievments are: i was a smart kid in elementary! i got some awards for getting good grades and i went to a competitive thing for piano once and i placed a couple times in some random races ive run

The meanest thing somebody has ever said to me: oof i dont want to really relive that experience

What I’d do if I won in a lottery: id ask /r/personalfinance 

What do I like about myself: id like to think im gaining/losing healthy weight

My closest Tumblr friend: on tumblr?? idk i said i dont really use tumblr for friends but i’d probably say memequeen or sirmccartney

Any question you’d like? when am i going to meet up with my RA? no one knows idk i forgot about our meeting and hes really cool about rescheduling so i might do it this saturday

Are you outgoing or shy? it really depends on how im feeling but id like to think im pretty outgoing!

What kind of people are you attracted to? NICE FRIENDly people who can laugh. laughing is important to me

Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now? personally i think yes

Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable? nope!

Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with? @thoseloverseyes most def

What does the most recent text that you sent say? “haha and then what ;)” jk it says” thank”

What are your 5 favorite songs right now? boy oh boy am i not ready for this question. Id think “this love, maroon 5″, humble (its a bop), “the air that i breathe, “open - rhye”, and rollin by calvin harris or this house by japaense breakfast idk the last one always changes

Do you like it when people play with your hair? i had a weird experience once but idk i think im willing to let other people touch my hair? not a fan 

Do you think there is life on other planets?of course. this topic is not up for debate. just bc our defition of life has not been found that does not mean that there is not life in other places where we are either 1) not looking or 2) life that we cant recognize due to our weird weird obsession with water like life does not have to use water as a conduit for essential functions

well that was fun and id say it took some time. it def got me feeling better about life. 7.8/10 i would do it again but im sweaty af from this hot ass room

peace!