#or it's just bc im more aware now i know what's happening when n track it

[peanutblowandjobsandwich]

i've had like on average at least 2 panic attack/breakdown things each month which is a lot kinda tiring that it's happening so often lol

[wildgirllz]

request for our little lawboy sam winchester

So, the reader and sam have an age gap i want this to be during s2 so 20 and 23 and reader is utterly and irrevocably in love with him, but unfortunately its all unrequited (its not) She thinks samsnot into her bc he sees her as a kid and when she sees how hes acting around madison (s2 werewolf girl) she gets more upset and goes straight back to wherever theyre staying at and gets a little drunk and shes blasting some taylor swift song like enchanted or something (or you belong with me) and dancing and screaming along to it while crying when dean and sam enter and theyre like dude what even and she gets a bit embarrassed and maybe deans aware of her feelings

No idea how this end so ill leave it up to you and if you want to make changes or add anything cause you think it makes more sense you can and im so sorry this was so specific and long 🫡

TYSM LY

Ofc!! Here you go! (The gif is a distraction)

Sorry it’s short I didn’t know how else to do it 😭

Sam Winchester x Fem!reader

Warnings: a lot of whiskey, alcohol consumption, angst, not a happy ending, depression, bad self image.

You take another shot of whiskey, feeling the burn as it slides down your throat. You've lost track of how many you've had, but at this point, you don't care. All you can think about is Sam, and how much you love him. But you're too scared to tell him, too scared to face the possibility of rejection.

And then there's Madison, the werewolf girl that Sam has been spending so much time with. You've seen the way he looks at her, the way he talks to her. You know that he's interested in her, and it breaks your heart.

You take another swig of whiskey, feeling the tears welling up in your eyes. You don't know what to do, how to make the pain go away. All you can think about is how much you want to be with Sam, and how impossible that seems.

The door opens, but you don't even turn to look. You don't want to face anyone right now, especially not Sam. But then you hear his voice, filled with concern, and you know that you can't ignore him.

"Y/N? What's going on?" Sam's voice is soft, gentle, but it only makes you feel worse. You can't bring yourself to look at him, to see the pity in his eyes.

“God, Y/N. You need to stop drowning yourself in this shit.” He was disappointed. The guilt felt like a hot shower going down your back.

You take another shot of whiskey, hoping that it will numb the pain. But it only makes things worse, the room spinning faster as the alcohol takes hold.

"Y/N, please talk to me," Sam pleads, taking a step closer. "What's wrong?"

You shake your head, the tears flowing freely down your cheeks. You can't tell him the truth, can't bear to face the possibility of rejection. So you just keep drinking, hoping that it will make the pain go away.

He thinks you’re hopeless, dirty, immature. He’s right. You need to get over him.

Dean steps forward, his expression concerned. "Y/N, come on, talk to us. We're here for you."

But you can't bring yourself to say anything, to tell them how you feel. All you can do is cry and drink, lost in the darkness of your own thoughts.

As the night wears on, Sam and Dean had made their way to their beds, giving up at cracking your numb mind.

You become more and more lost in your own pain, the alcohol making it hard to think clearly. You don't remember much after that, just a blur of tears and alcohol and pain.

In the morning, you wake up with a pounding headache and a heavy heart. You know that you'll have to face Sam and Dean, to try and explain what happened. But you also know that nothing will ever be the same again. You'll always love Sam, but he'll never feel the same way about you. And that knowledge is the hardest thing of all.

[aviatrixcadenza]

For the WIP ask -

❔

📝

Hey Pyro :D

I feel I should go with my two Among Us wips for this one, huh? warning for death n violence in the first one, oops. Im gonna stick this under a read more, it got long.

So my first is an animation, that haunts me as as all my animations do, set as all good animations should be, to ABBA's Gimme Gimme Gimme (a man after midnight)

its so dark.

Theres lowkey a lot of people dying and gore, oh my god, but its mostly off screen, so hey! this is what is affectionately known as my angst Au, and I have currently story boarded about 24 seconds, when its meant to run over the entire length of the song.

hhh.

Its uh, what I would call the finale of that au? some context, there's two impostors, both with very different reasons for being there, and both with very different reasons for even being imposters. Those two are Pink and Cyan.

Pink, my bastard child, is probably considered the true imposter, but in their defence, they didn't want to be there. Their species, a line of asexually reproducing autonomic plants prone to adaptable mutation, just so happened to have a seed whistling through the vaccum just so happened to pierce the glove of the poor og pink on a spacewalk. in the wake of the 'my glove just got depressurized in vacuum' the seed was missed, and pink (bastard) ate pink (poor bastard) from the inside out, with a unique ability to preserve a certain amount of the og meat's memories, to go along with the inherited memory passed along their family lines.

so pink is pink now, and obviously better than their predecessor bc that guy died and they wont, except theyre on a ship tracking towards a hyperjump, which is really, really bad new for a species that cant survive hyperjumps. also purple, the xenobiologist with a degree in psychology, whom had slowly been befriending them, just straight up asked them if they were an imposter, and they may have panicked and eaten their face, so there's that.

And that kinda kicks off everything.

And then there's Cyan. Cyan is the security officer, and his job is to protect the crew. Cyan is a very decorated, very senior security officer, who should have probably gotten trauma leave, but this is MIRA, because he just came from polus where he was one of only two survivors of a devastating alien viral attack, which cumulated in him having to shoot his not-his-friends-anymore.

Basically, Cyan's crew just got 'The Thing'd, and Cyan....

..well Cyan's been feeling sick lately. Cyan's been bleeding black, lately. Cyan's just came to awareness over the still gurgling body of his junior officer with Cyan's knife in Limes gut, and he's still not sure if he was the one in control, the one who did that or not.

So Cyan's having a fun time.

and thats what ultimately leads into the finale. Of their crew of twelve and one civilian occupant, Lime, Purple, White and Brown are dead, Pink has been revealed to not be pink, Green, Black, Red and Yellow are currently MIA, and Cyan just got ejected by the monster on board. The only crew that Blue, the captain, has been able to find is her second officer, Orange and his very scared child, on her way to the emergency lifepod's after she made a call to scramble the ship, the last broadcast before the internal systems went down. Because the skeld is slowly getting dragged into Polus's gravity, and Blue is very, very scared for her crew.

The Crew in turn, are scattered around the ship, some injured, some fighting to reboot systems to make sure the lifepods can even detach (MIRA incompetency at work again), one no-longer-crew desperately trying to get the engines going so they can commandeer the ship, and one with a gun in hand hunting down the sunovabitch that killed her friends. Red has never handled a gun before, but shes maybe not exactly thinking straight right now.

Because here's the thing. Ghosts are very, very real in my au, and there is a certain lime ghost who does know how, and they've just learned they can affect the physical world still, and whats a little possession with lives on the line?

And here's the last thing. Cyan, poor ejected Cyan floating in the vacuum, the infected imposter fighting against himself to stick to his job to protect and save the crew..

Well, Cyan hasn't had the good manners to die just yet. And Cyan is pissed at Pink.

And that's what kicks off the angst au finale animation :D

Annnnnd then a complete tone change, with a small excerpt from the other, much more comedy Among Us au, aka Define Imposter, aka Lime joins the Idjit Crew (affectionate) aka that Time I Accidentally Wrote a Hallmark Movie in Space, whose current reviews are "I would kill for them and I'm stealing them' from Brass, and 'I hate that I enjoyed it and it was Amogus,' from an anonymous irl, which I feel is pretty good for feedback:

"Captain," Lime stressed, "surely this ship can't be above board - wasn't this particular line of freighters recalled over ten years ago?"

Brown laughed sheepishly, pausing in the hallway, "I mean, technically yes, but ours is pretty refurbished and she’s had some extensive overhaul done to her, so they gave us a pass." 

The lines 'the outer rim’s are short on functioning deep-vacuum capable ships so they run them well past their use-by' and 'no scrapyard mechanic even wants to approach the nest Yellow has going on at the back of the ship' were left unsaid.

"Besides!" Brown chuckled. "She’s a good ship, this old girl. I've been flying her for over the decade, and she's nothing if not reliable." She banged on the wall for emphasis.

Unfortunately that particular poor panel, unable to take anymore in its decades of abuse came loose at browns savagery, falling from the wall with a great clatter, and revealing the Skeld’s innards and some horrifying little charm probably left by Purple, bouncing once then falling flat with a final death rattle.

Both Lime and Brown stared at it, silently, before the captain coughed abruptly into the offending fist. 

"I'm going to go get an engineer to fix that. Good talk, Comm's Officer Lime." Brown nodded stiffly, clapped lime on the shoulder, and broke into a brisk jog down the corridor and around the corner.

Lime felt that small shred of reassurance Brown had just allowed him slip away just as mournfully fast.

Ty for asking! :P

[stellaestra]

how would stray kids interact with mc in high school if they ever met? // high school au headcanons [stray kids/reader]

pairing: skz hyung line + mc [reader]

description: who would mc interact with in high school if they ever met? what kind of interactions would they have? // bulletpoints headcanons + small snippets

genre: platonic, high school au, friendship, humour, hurt/comfort

author’s note: this could be a stand alone or not, the mc is the same bodyguard/intern au!mc...it's just a "what ifs" kinda thing, fellas

p.s. some of the scenarios are based off real life events that happened to me in high school but i overly exaggerated some of them for the shit and giggles,, tell me which event actually happened to me in the askbox lmao I'm curious

pls I'm funny i swear

cw: minor swearing, just teenagers being teenagers, idiots, mention of blood (?) uhh mentions of violence (??)

unedited

// no beta read, we’ll die like men

---

bang chan

mc is a '00 liner,

she doesn't interact with her seniors pt.1

to interact with them; it would have to be a school event or a collab project between the seniors and the juniors

possibly would be approached first by chan during sports day or a school festival for something

he thought that she's a pretty decent track runner when he saw sprint during the sports day track event

after that incident, chan would greet her in the hallways or wherever if he ever comes across her

mc would always awkwardly greet him back

“hey! you’re that really fast track runner, you did great that day!” chan complimented her in the hallways. out loud.

mc prays to whoever above there that chan would stop talking so loud as she could feel her face burn when she felt eyes on her.

cue to her awkwardly smiling at him and nodding, “yep, that’s me, yes, alright, senior chan.”

chan finds her adorable ever since that first few encounters

he also found out that she hangs out with felix just as much as he does

(love rivals (for felix) arc when)

he doesn’t know who to be envious of

that mc gets to spend so much time with lix or

felix being able to spend so much time with her

the never-ending saga

(love rivals (for felix) arc turned into possible rivals to friends arc)

(okay, im joking)

their respective friends group made a running joke

about how chan and mc are love rivals for felix

(it eventually became theirs as well)

(it's funny)

once he made her go off-tangent about felix

she was really passionate about his freckles and smile

for a moment

he really did think that she has a crush on him

no surprises there tho

felix IS absolutely cute

(friends arc?? omg, all for felix, HA)

he really really finds her adorable

he could go on for days

esp her little habit of covering her mouth when she speaks

sweater paws bc he almost always sees her with a jacket on even if it was a hot day

it's like a second skin on her

he once asked her if she ever removes her jacket

“only when im on school ground or during school events like assembly, i’ll take it off, senior chan.”

“eh? don’t you feel warm underneath that during a hot day?”

“...i do remove it sometimes, i guess...but i like wearing it bc it’s comforting.”

one time chan saw her without her jacket and wears short-sleeves uniform, he really wanted to shower her in his affections n also it’s such a rare sight that he almost couldnt recognized her

“haha hey, you didn’t wore your jacket today!”

“they’re in the laundry and...today’s a hot day...unfortunately, haah.”

he once tried to ruffle her hair but found her dodging his hand so fast at breakneck speed

that he was kinda concerned

she told him that her hair hasn't been washed yet so it's dirty

but the thing is: she told him every time he tried to ruffle her hair

“you’re not letting me pat your head on purpose.”

“senior chan, i wouldn’t do such a thing.” he noticed the little teasing smile before it disappeared.

he wondered briefly if she has always been this playful and cheeky with others her age

chan is aware that she speaks formally towards him out of habit though so he lets it slide and let her take her time growing comfortable with him.

he knew she was lying but let's her be anyway

bc she's his cute little junior

---

lee minho

another case of mc's "no seniors juniors interaction"

minho’s very attractive so mc will definitely avoid him at all cost

plus, he looks intimidating to her so bye bye

to not step on any of her classmates' landmines that has the hots for him

drama isn't her thing, she already witness a handful and even got thrown into the fire as fuel before

no thank you she liked having her life in high school as peaceful as possible

mc would make her conversations with him very short n blunt

she's not gonna catch anyone's hands today, my dudes

really, she doesn’t

minho thinks of her like a small kitten that needs to be taken care of

bc of how she always scutters away from chan whenever he’s with him

if they ever interact

it would be when the juniors have the collab with their seniors

like a science fair, where the students have to come up with things to showcase

his class coincidentally collabs with her class for that particular event

he told chan about it and he have never seen chan pout and deflate like that

the only person he does that to is felix...if not, it’s jeongin.

chan sure adores this little junior other than felix huh…

then again, felix and mc does hangout a lot and so does jisung and her

so he took this chance as to know more abt her

coughs because jisung seems to be talking a lot about her coughs

(minho + mc love rivals (for jisung) arc pt. 2 when)

(mc really about to fight 2 seniors because she's stealing their respective juniors huh)

(the never-ending saga of love rivals)

he approached her inside that shared classroom for the collab event

she looked constipated when he approached her group of friends

even more so when he directly asked for name and whatnot

it kinda made him want to tease her even more now

he found out her name and what they were planning to do

heard her cursing under her breath

he decided to join their group on the whim

found out that mc is just a little shy whenever he approached her

her friends are somewhat protective of her

he got glared at by one of them once when he wanted to greet mc in the hallways

and mc kind of hid half of herself behind them

so whenever she’s on her own, he would try to approach her as slowly as possible

like. dealing with a cat and you’re a stranger trying to gain their trust

what he never will forget nor stop teasing her was about

her spinning on her heels to walk into the direction she was previously coming from

just to avoid him

he couldn't help but find it hilarious

he won her over when he brings the topic of cats wandering around their school campus

saw how her eyes lit up brightly

“the stray cats here are fun to play with, right?”

“yeah, me and friends decided to name a few of them too!”

he mentioned it to her because he saw her playing with the cats when she was waiting for someone or when she has time to play with them during recess

and the ramblings of a high schooler about cats commences

he wasn’t bothered about how much she talked

would nod along with what she says

because wow, shes really passionate about cats

that's a huge bonus for minho

and that was how minho adopted another kitten

whenever they weren’t busy with their own things, they would play with the cats together

playdate with cats <3

she would tell him that one particular grey cat was called

“this cat’s name is miss universe! they’re so cute, right?” she picked the cat up and cuddle with it, eyes sparkling with joy

“why did you guys name them that?”

“because why not?”

“fair enough point.”

and she laughs

he was glad that she stopped being so cautious around him if he was being honest

since the way chan was talking about her so affectionately made him really curious about her

casually mentions that jisung talks about her a lot

expected her to be bashful about it

but all she does was

“oh, cool, what did he say? I’m a weeb? Hah, he’s the same as I am” + "he should've said to it my face, senior minho, hmph"

so making her flustered backfired on him

poor minho

here’s your “you tried” star

mwah

so yeah, minho adopted a new cat (his little junior)

---

seo changbin

same case as the two above, unfortunately

if they do ever interact, it's short and pleasantries

mc does kinda find him intimidating to certain extent

she's not good with dealing with intimidating looking people

but when he smiles, her shoulders feel less tense when she interacts with him

thinks of him as a pretty cool senior

he made her listen to his rap once n she told him that he's so cool n that stuck with him for days

imagine a junior telling you that you're so cool with that starry-eyed expression

your ego would go off the rooftop

after that, changbin would make it out of his way to greet her in the hallways

RAP MUSIC BUDDIES???? POTENTIAL

pat her on the head occasionally

if she doesn't dodge like hell away from his hands

“why do you keep avoiding them”

“no, don’t pat me, you’re treating me like a cat”

“I’m not?” lies, ever since minho told him that she reminds him of a cat, he really thought about it more

“you have that same look minho gives me when he tries to pat me…hyung…”

“we’re really going to make you call us oppa one day, watch us”

“um, yeah, no.”

“let your cute senior pat your head!!”

“im gonna run away!”

he knows that the younger ones in their friend group do interact with her

esp felix and jisung

for innie’s circumstances, that’s different

she does comes to him every once in awhile to abuse her title of his cute little junior to get a chance to listen to a teaser of his raps or songs he composes

found out that she does like rap songs! a lot more than he thought

they became those friends who shares new songs they found out and share it with each other

even at ungodly hours like 2am in the morning

that would not stop them

“this song reminds me of you”

“hey hey hey listen to this, psst”

“This shit SLAPS, go listen or else im gonna fight you in the school hallway, coward”

he became smug about it and boast about his knowledge to 3racha

jisung complained that he thought she only listened to anime songs or soft indie songs because he saw her playlists before

changbin told them that she has other playlists that’s for more “intense and aggressive” songs

they were floored and the conversation starts like this,

“what do you mean she likes listening to yours and ours music and raps?”

“im not kidding, she does! she even showed me her playlists that were filled with rap, rock and metal songs!!”

“my little mc? likes those songs? are you sure you’re not dreaming?”

“it’s a public playlist, i even followed her playlists”

“If you’re wrong, hyung, im really gonna fight you on this! bc I KNOW her first”

“doesn’t mean that you know her BETTER”

lots of petty bickerings

chan and jisung has a big revelation about mc that day at school

(there goes mc’s little rep within their group of friends)

he did warned them to not tell her that he told them about it and

that they actually are aware of her music taste

or else

she tried to rap really fast one time, trying to rap like how he does

he had to witness her biting her tongue live

changbin would never think someone like her would have

such a vulgar language

every profanity he knows came out of her mouth

he quickly got her something to soothe her wounded tongue

after fretting over her though, he started teasing her

relentlessly

she threatened to sue him

"I'll sue you"

"with what money?"

"my 2 fucking dollars lunch money!"

"that's not enough to pay anything, not even your attorney!"

"fight me!"

he’s that older brother figure that mc would come to whenever she has no one to tell her woes to

their relationship turned out to have lots of playful banters and teasings

he gives very comforting hugs and pats

mc doesn’t want to admit it tho

well, until, changbin caught her snuggling into his hugs one fine day

“admit it, you like them, you like my hugs”

“okay, fine, i DO like them, they’re great hugs, don’t let it go to your head.”

“I KNEW IT”

“You’re so loud, shut up, hyung!”

“OH MY GOD, YOU FINALLY ADMIT TO IT, IM GONNA TELL THE WORLD-KSDFNKSDNF-”

"FUCK- I SAID, SHUSH"

rip in peace, changbin

he didn’t expect someone like her would have so much strength to smother his mouth with her hand and shut it

the more you know

curiousity killed the cat????

---

hwang hyunjin

avoidance at all cost (pt.2) despite being in the same year

why? exhibit a: he's considered very attractive in her year and that her classmates n batch mates have crushes on him

coughs one of the school princes coughs

their batch year prince

she's really gonna swerve away from him

interactions will be kept at a bare minimum

one time hyunjin n some others wanted to borrow a textbook from their class because they have forgotten theirs n he chose hers

she could feel cold sweat forming as she feels the death stare of some of her classmates

that gta [wasted] sfx whenever ur character dies

yeah that's mc

that was probably the last time she would even think about it

when he returned it back to her, he smiled at her, the really cute eye smile and she felt like she made the target on her back bigger lol

goodbye mc you've lived a good life

your friends will definitely will play never gonna give you up during your funeral (it's a promise)

jokes aside

hyunjin would probably noticed the panicked look in her eyes and wondered why

since his friends like felix and...jisung...and seungmin are like on good terms with her

he probably wondered about it a lot

borderlines on overthinking since both felix and jisung are particularly close to her

so she should know that he’s friends with them

ever since that encounter, it would come across his head whenever he saw her hanging out freely with felix or jisung or both of them

or when he come across her in the hallways

sometimes he wants to greet her but it feels like it would scare her away

esp when she looks ready to run into the opposite direction

if he ever made eye contact with her

so his plan to befriend mc has started

tried to join into the trio hangout; jisung, felix and mc

mc never did protest his presence like at all

but does occasionally look stiff when he's near her

eventually shes comfortable enough with him

but not enough to actually hang out with him alone though

that thought kind of made him feel envious towards the other boys

and a little left out

as a teenager, he has too many emotions to handle so

jisung and felilx caught the idea and told him to let her

take her time because she kinda. shy. (???)

that didn't stop him from mulling over it tho sometimes

one day he found her waiting at the bus stop

it was in the evening, she was still in her school uniform

he was kinda on an errand run too

kinda didn’t want to sit on the same bench as her

afraid that she might run away

she noticed him standing there eventually albeit very anxiously and kinda awkward

a casual greeting slipped past her lips which shocked hyunjin to his very core

he splutters back a reply

“on an errand run, errand boy?"

"huh?"

“uh, um, pretend that i didn’t say anything.”

“right, sure, but may i sit next to you, the bus seemed to be late and my legs are kinda tired.”

“oh, uh, yeah, sure, but you didn’t have to ask, y’know?”

“well, didn’t wanna scare you off…"

“it’s nothing personal, if that’s what you’re worried about,” + “it’s just. didn’t wanna step on a landmine and the girls in our batch seemed to adore you a lot and me being close to you might set off the wrong signal…?”

“that’s absurd, you’re...being unreasonable..i mean, its none of their business-!”

“i know, im sorry, my bad, it’s not your fault either, it’s not anyone’s fault, to be honest.”

for a moment, he found her reasoning to be petty and unreasonable until it finally clicks inside her head, from her point of view when he really thought it through.

“...no wait, im sorry, i think, i kinda get why when i really thought about it.”

“yeah, it’s no biggie, don’t worry, im sorry too, we’ll both get over it”

“...um, we’re friends, right?”

“...i suppose so, if you dont mind, dummy.”

a giddy smile crossed his face while mc struggles to not stare at him looking so cute like that as she coughs into her hand, avoiding eye-contact

pretty boys have too much power in their hands

and she’s one of their fallen victims towards their charms

this isn’t fair for her heart

so when the bus arrived

they sat beside each other on the bus

hyunjin did most of the chattering while mc listens

he was so glad he cleared smth up with her

if she allows it, he would definitely tried to hug her

until he remembers that one time changbin told him he almost got punch in the face by her

when he tried doing it the first time and startled her

yeah no not now

maybe sometime in the near future, a long-awaited hug would be great

(if he was honest tho, he really wanted to cry when she told him the truth)

(it felt like a heartache)

but it’s okay now though

they’re friends now (somewhat) and that’s all that matters

---

[masterlist]

[tillthelandslide]

Photographer : Henry Cavill Fake Instagram

Author’s note: Hi everyone. Hope you enjoy another fake instagram post. I really do enjoy making this so keep sending me requests, this one wasn’t a request but my own idea, I’m slowly working my way through some different careers so people can relate more to each one if they see their career being represented. Unfortunately, Tumblr on my phone keeps messing up, I usually like to include emojis here and there because to me it feels more real but it wouldn’t let me.

Anyway hope you enjoy - L

Tagged: @harrysthiccthighss @thereisa8ella @magdelen69​ (if you want to be tagged in my post please message me :)

yourname_photography:

yourname_photography had an amazing day shooting with @henrycavill such a pleasure working with you love.

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fan2 your photography is so good

  ↳ yourname_photography aw thanks love

  ↳ fan3 honestly one of the best photographers out there atm

henrycavill thanks for the amazing day, I had such a nice time, you are so talented

  ↳ yourname_photography oh hush sir, was a joy working with you, you make my job very easy, lets just put it that way

henryfan “love” are they dating or not, we need answers

  ↳ ynfan she’s british, she calls everyone love, but if they were then we should all be happy for them, they don’t owe us answers

henrycavill:

henrycavill it is always such a joy when I get to work with amazingly talented people like @yourname_photography. So lucky to have you in my life, let alone get the opportunity to work together

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yourname_photography oh hush, you’re the talented one in this relationship kind sir

  ↳ henrycavill <3

  ↳ fan5 relationship? are they dating?

  ↳ fan6 think they’re just friends but I’m happy for them if they are dating

anyachalotra so talented, these are epic

  ↳ henrycavill she sure is

  ↳ yourname_photography thank you Anya

freyaallan:

freyaallan I had such a nice time shooting today with @yourname_photography. Thank you to @henrycavill for making it happen, now I understand why you love her so much. And thank you y/n for making me look so beautiful, think these photos are the best I have ever recieved from a photoshoot.

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fan3 “now I understand why you love her so much” ?? omg they are dating

  ↳ freyaallan I meant he loves working with her and loves the photos she produces, she is one of his favourite photographers

  ↳ fan2 good save

yourname_photography you were beautiful all on your own, needed no help from me miss. It was such a joy working with you, for sure have to do it again sometime

  ↳ freyaallan oh hush! and i’d love that

henrycavill glad you both had such a good time on set, i have always loved y/ns work, she has such a keen eye for this stuff

  ↳ fan2 this post is basically become them trying to convice us all that y/n and henry aren’t dating when we all know they are. good attempts though

photographydaily these photos are clean af

celebrumourmagazine:

celebrumourmagazine Famous Actor Henry Cavill and the photographer Y/n are now rumoured to be dating. The pair have had many photoshoots together and have a history of confusing fans with their comments on each others posts. But what is really tipping people off is a quote from Freya Allan, Cavill’s co-star in the Netflix show; The Witcher, where she said “I had such a nice time shooting today with @yourname_photography. Thank you to @henrycavill for making it happen, now I understand why you love her so much”. Allan then tried to cover her tracks by commenting on how y/n is one of Henry’s favourite photographers. Cavill too posted “I have always loved Y/ns work, she has such a keen eye for this stuff”. Seems fishy to me, wonder if we will get an explanatio soon. C’mon we deserve it.

Photo by @yourname_photography

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fan3 the level of disrepect in this post is on a new level. 1. referring to Henry as famous and then not using the same terminology for yn who has worked with so many famous actors, musicians, polticians etc and is renowned for her amazing word. 2. “Cavill’s co-star” she’s her own person sis. 3. “we deserve it” no you don’t, you haven’t done anything to deserve anything from them

  ↳ yn-hen-fan thats the tea sis

geraltofriviafans ffs leave them alone. there is the little thing people like to have. its called privacy

celebrumourmagazine:

celebrumourmagazine Famous actor Henry Cavill and Photographer caught kissing on a boat whilst on vaccation with friends and family. We knew they were dating!

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fan5 annoying that they didn’t say anything we all would have been okay with it

  fan3 your comment perfectly shows how you wouldn’t have been okay with it. maybe they just wanted some privacy

  fan2 I just found out that this photo amongst a few others were leaked from their phones. Ffs why can’t people respect their privacy y’all wonder why they didn’t say anything; this is why

henrycavill:

henrycavill well the cats out of the bag... not the way we intended to tell you guys which is a shame. We are very sad that this is the way you all had to find out. With both of our jobs being very demanding (we love them nonetheless and are very grateful) we don’t often get to spend time with each other so wanted some time just to ourselves, we wanted to share this amazing relationship with all of our fans when were ready but unfortunately that opportunity was taken from us. We hope you can understand: you all are very important to the both of us and we truly did want to share this with you, but both got a bit too caught up with having each other to ourselves. These photos were taken by one of our mutual friends whilst we were on holiday and were leaked from our phones. I am so shocked that they even managed to do this but I will not let them get anymore attention than that.

To my love @yourname_photography: the last couple of months with you have been bliss, I found myself falling more in love with you everyday. Your dedication to your work is truly inspiring, how deeply you care for and love those around you is second to none, you have taught me so much about so many things but the main thing I will cherish is what you have taught me about myself; you have taught me to truly accept myself and have taught me to see myself the way you see me. I love you more than I can even begin to explain and I can’t wait for what’s to come. Having you to myself has been truly wonderful but sharing how amazing you are not only to me but all those around you is something I am going to enjoy. Everyone should know the amazing things you do not only in your photography career but in other aspects of your life <3

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yourname_photography this is too sweet Hen, I love you so much. The past couple of months with you have been absolute perfection and I will cherish them forever. You are by far the best thing that has ever happened to me and I am beyond lucky to have you and have had you to myself but I’m ready to share you and to share us with the world

  ↳ henrycavill lets do this shit

freyaallan I was worried that I was going to be the one to leak the news and although I’m annoyed it came out like this I’m glad it wasn’t me XD, wish you could have announced it on your own terms though. I’m beyond happy for the both of you

    ↳ yourname_photography the sweetest girl <3 I thought you recovered quite well in that post XD

anyachalotra the cutest couple of all time... there, i said it

   ↳ yourname_photography said it you did. we are beyond grateful for you and how supportive you were of us from the get go 

   ↳ henry cavill thank you anya, your support means the world to us

yourname_photograhy:

yourname_photography to my beloved Henry: the love you have shown me was one I didn’t believe in growing up, the kind of love I thought only excited in fairytales, books and movies. Boy oh boy was I wrong. The love you give is the kind of love everyone deserves, the kind where you give yourself to someone else fully without any selfishness or expectations. To most people you are Superman, Geralt, August Walker, Charles Brandon, Napoleon Solo and many others. But to me you are all those things and more. You are the guy that brings me my favourite soup when I’m sick, the guy that sits with me for hours trying to pick which photos from a shoot are the best, the guy that brings home lillies because you know they’re my favourite flower, the guy that sends me care packages when you are away, the guy that sends me goofy selfies of you and Kal, the guy that rubs my back and plays with my hair when I cant sleep, the guy that introduced me to my second family: the Cavill’s, the guy that works his god damn hardest everyday, the guy that puts in so much effort to raise awareness for endangered species and the fight that Durrell do, the guy that does so many amazing things yet expects nothing in return. You are the epic love of my life and I do not deserve you <3, you amazing, beautiful human, never change <3

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fan6 HOW CAN ANYBODY NOT LIKE HER? THE WAY SHE TALKS ABOUT HIM, I MEAN UGHH SO FLOOFY

fan4 this post got more likes than henrys bc everyone realised they cant not like her

   ↳ henrycavill you made me cry ): now come give me kisses

   ↳ yourname_photography im coming, oops nearly tripped over kal

   ↳ fan 8 haha she’s commenting as she’s doing it how cute

joeybateyofficial all the haters be like “hmm, fuck” bc they realise there is -9182 reasons to hate you

   ↳ yourname_photography thanks for bringing the geralt comments here, someone had to do it :)

   ↳ joeybateyofficial it’s a honour :) happy for both of you... always knew he was a big soft... despite his rock hard abs

   ↳ yourname_photography spend a lot of time looking at my boyfriends rock hard abs much then? XD

   ↳ henrycavill not as much as you @yourname_photography, ayeee XD

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I love your Society Au so much can you pls give us more info I also really want to know how Camilla would react when she finds out what luz has actually been up to

the serotonin this ask gave me

took a While for Camila to find out. hell, she learned Eda existed LONG before she realized the masked kid some people talk about is HER kid. I imagine she’d find out like,,,after shes put in The Box for general mind-control maintenance and the gang was showing up at the same time to burn an entire clutch of boxes to the GROUND. arson times. course they checked the boxes to make sure nobody was in there but in the middle of checking there was an issue and shit started blowing up prematurely. Camila’s box got knocked over so it Broke w her for a moment. she came to consciousness to see everything exploding and on fire with some kids grabbing unconscious/mind-controlled people and throwing them out of the way. Camila takes 1 look at the kid with the red canine mask grabbing at her n knows On The Spot that, without a doubt, thats Luz. she’d seen the masked kid from afar before when they were causing shit but never up close. you can imagine the shitshow that followed when Camila was demanding answers and Luz looked ready to bolt to the nearest countryside barn for the next week and succeed.

Amity and the twins are the only ones who know of and have seen life outside of the Boiling Isles. so, ofc, one day when Luz and Amity are on Okay terms and Not trying to fight each other, Luz asks what the world outside the Boiling Isles is like. shes Very excited bc shes heard from her mami and adults who weren’t born in the town that, while its certainly not perfect, its better than this place and actually kind of fun and, you know, not as overrun with mutants and kind of...normal. as normal as it could be, at least. n Amity just. stares at her for a moment. bc its then it starts to sink in that Luz, and everyone else in Bonesborough, really are trapped. Luz has no idea what a center park looks like, what skyscrapers are, hell, she probably hasn’t seen a fully-leaved tree in years. n Amity knew what all of that was bc she got to grow up with it. maybe not always experiencing it but she at least got to See it. n many other people in Bonesborough had no idea what any of those things looked like, either. she spent many hours explaining all she could to Luz, who listened with such interest you’d think Amity was telling her where Belos resided.

Eda will, on occasion, go ‘missing’ for a few days. typically its when she wants to hide away for whatever reason, or is following a trail to something that might be important, or simply just went Off The Grid for a while. everyone got used to it after a while, and the rule of thumb is that if theres absolutely ZERO sign of Eda by the dawn of day four, then they should probably start looking for her. chances are she got captured or stuck somewhere. Willow found out that sometimes when Eda goes missing, she’ll appear closer to the sketchier parts of Bonesborough and generally just act,,,,fairly normal. Luz asked her about it once and Eda gave the simple answer of “living without people feels wrong after a while” and left it at that.

the kids have gotten v good at holding their breath, considering the amount of times they’ve had to dive into the nearest body of water and hide under the surface. Amity did not know this. so when Willow jokingly shoved him off a small stone bridge into a pond and he didn’t pop up after a moment she started Panicking. Luz was quick to assure “nah its cool he can just hold his breath for a while” and proceeded to show off. anyway im gay for underwater kisses so u get to imagine that.

Viney helped Emira that ONE time (on accident, mind you) and now Emira is emotionally attached. you showed her basic human kindness, now shes staying forever. any time the twins are out and about and Emira ‘happens’ to spot Viney she NYOOMS over w the best Casual Flirt face she can muster like “hey Vines, hows it goin?” n Edric at first gave her an apologetic look but then he thought Viney was cool too n also started bothering Jerbo so now Barcus pitifully watches from a distance. it was one of these “lets annoy the pretty mildly-nice kids” sessions that Amity found out her siblings are A) disasters and B) aware of the Double-Track kids existence

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[ waking up hard ] requested.

@jaiuneamesolitaiire​: (bc iM still not over sleep humping Tae). he wakes up with a hard on.

warnings: dry humping, (slight) somnophilia, cum in pants, suggested penetrative sex, heavy petting, (slight) exhibitionism, mentions of drunk sex; angry sex, some stuff happens in a car.

A/N: requests for reactions are now open and without commissions. if you want to send a reaction request in, simply send me an ask!

NAMJOON

It has been weeks since you've properly seen your boyfriend. What with the comeback just around the corner, it really called for long hours at the studio or days spent in the practice room. He was always coming home beat, too tired to hold a conversation let alone have sex. Simply sliding into bed behind you, mumbling a goodnight before drifting off into sleep only to wake up early the next morning to repeat the routine again.

You missed him, of course, but you knew that this was what you signed up for when deciding to be the girlfriend of the leader of the World's biggest boy band. And you knew that he loved what he did, so who were you to stand in the way. It was just going to take some getting used to waking up in an empty bed, having breakfast alone.

This morning was a little different, though. Like normal, the sun shined through your flimsy shades, brushing against your face and filling your bedroom with warmth. You moved to stretch, preparing yourself to fix yourself some coffee, body stilling from the strong hold around your waist. All at once taking in the light breaths tickling the back of your neck.

Was today his day off or had he slept in late? You couldn't bring yourself to figure out the answer, quickly becoming overwhelmed with happiness. He was here and he was with you and holding you and snoring, getting the rest that he deserved. Who were you to ruin that by reminding him of the schedule he could be missing.

No matter the trouble he could get in, he needed to rest. He was perfectly fine here holding you close, leg over your thigh and hands on your stomach and hard dick pressed against your ass... wait. You tried to be subtle with the shift of your hips, only wanting to ensure that what you were feeling was actually what it was.

The sound of the groan that fell from his lips, followed by the upward thrust of his hips were answer enough. Murmurs words fell from his lips and you couldn't help but wonder what he was dreaming of... you, maybe?

It had been so long since he touched you last, since you felt the delicious stretch of having him deep inside of you. So naturally, you did what any sexually frustrated girlfriend of a pop star would do and pushed back. Slowly wiggling against him until his covered cock was wedged right against the crack of your ass.

Joon was quickly shifting behind you, arms tightening around your waist as a whisper of a moan fell from his lips. He was blinking awake behind you, pressing himself harder against you. “What time is it?” His words came out groggy and whimpered, but your attention was so far from what he was saying, no your main focus was the stiffness between his legs.

With a shrug you were turning in his arms, hand finding the curve of his neck, taking in his sleepy eyes before capturing his soft lips into a loving kiss. “I'm sure you have enough time to rest a bit,” Words mumbled against his mouth, hands traveling from his neck down the front of his shirt. “Or something more,” Teeth biting into your lower lip as you looked up at him, hands reaching down to toy with the elastic of his shorts.

Namjoon grinned down at you, eyebrow arching as he leaned down to press his lips against yours fully. “Hm, you're right. I think I could make some time for that,” He spoke on a chuckle, hands inching up the front of your tank, as he moved his body closer. 

JIN

He was always good about waiting for you when you were working late. Oftentimes falling asleep on Yoongi's couch while he waited for the two of you to be finished in the studio. No matter how often you told him it was fine, that he didn't need to hang around every night during this collab, he didn't mind it. Liked watching you work and liked seeing the look of satisfaction on your face after every session.

Tonight was no different. Yoongi sat in front of his laptop, putting the working adlib vocals into the track while you stood in the studio booth, headphones over your ear while you recorded whatever notes you thought would fit. Jin fast asleep on the couch, laid on his back, his arm over his stomach as quiet snores fell from his lips.

“Let's add some whoas for echo,” Yoongi's voice broke through the speakers and you were instantly nodding, vocalizing the tune in different ways, watching the look on Yoongi's face shift as he listened.

Yoongi was such a serious worker which was why you tried so hard to make sure you were doing a good job. Never arguing, trusting his artistic vision. You learned a lot from working with him and hoped that you could be as talented as he was soon.

He was nodding when he was satisfied, hand lifting to stop you. “I think that should be good for tonight. Thanks, Yn.” Reaching up, you pulled the headphones from your ears just as Yoongi was lifting himself from where he sat.

A small grin spread across his lips as he glanced down at you. “Why don't you get him tucked into a real bed, I'll see you tomorrow.” He was gesturing to your boyfriend with a laugh, a sound that you echoed.

“He's so nice, always waiting.” You commented. “He really likes you,” Yoongi grinned, reaching his hand to ruffle your hair, pulling a grin onto your lips. He was turning to lift his laptop from the desk, making his way to the door. “You did great today, we're almost done,” One last compliment before he was making his way out of the room.

With bounced steps you were heading over to Jin's sleeping body, a single leg slinging around his waist until you were perched up on his lap; straddling him. Palms finding his covered chest, you leaned down to press a gentle kiss to the tip of his nose.

A gesture that was intended to be innocent, a cute way to wake up your ever so dotting boyfriend, until you felt it. Twitching to life against your thigh as his nose scrunched from the feeling of your lips. Was he hard? This whole time? Or since you got on his lap?

Something entirely different, something more sultry fueled your motions as you leaned back down, lips finding the length of his neck. Open mouthed kisses pressed against his skin as you began to rock your hips against his, whimpered moans dying against his skin as you shifted to feel him better.

“Oh fuck,” You hissed, feeling him brush against your clit. The unintentionally loud words hitting his ears and making him stir. With heavy blinks, Jin's vision was quickly focusing on the bouncing girl on top of him. Your eyes screwed shut, lips biting into your lower lip as you rolled your hips.

His large hand landed on your hips, forcing your eyes to snap open as your movements stilled. “Don't stop on my accord,” He mumbled with a grin, lifting himself up into a seated position, mouth finding where your jaw met your neck.

Too stunned to speak, arousal buzzing through your veins, nothing on your mind but your nearing release. Jin picked up on that, all too aware with the way you got when you were turned on. “Keep going, I want to watch you make yourself cum,” His words hushed, cheeks tinting from the sound of them.

You were grinning, hands finding his shoulders as you began to move against him again, breathy moans slipping past your lips as he lifted his hips to meet yours.

YOONGI

Like most nights, Yoongi had fallen asleep with his head on your chest. A leg between yours and fingers hanging loosely off the hem of your shirt. You laid on your back, hand in his hair as your chest rose and fell. It was his favorite position to fall asleep in, part of you were convinced it had everything to do with his slight obsession with your breasts, but with how cute he looked asleep like this, you couldn't bring yourself to argue.

Not like your argument would hold much ground when it came to him. Whatever Yoongi wanted, he got and he made sure to make it well known around your small circle of friends or the millions of fans that were constantly screaming his name. You fell into both categories which made it that much harder to say no to him.

Sleeping like this, though, was more comfortable than you thought it would be. You quickly found yourself yearning for the weight of his head on your chest and an unbearable emptiness rising when he was not here to snuggle you. You just slept better this way.

So your annoyance was understood when you were being pulled from your peaceful slumber by a pair of wandering hands. At first, you were sure that it was all in your head, your sleepy mind playing tricks on you as you were being pulled from your slumber.

But there were things that your mind never seemed to get right and the exact feeling of Yoongi's cock was one of them. Pressed firmly against your thigh as hand slid underneath your shirt, inching higher and higher until he was able to grasp your bare breasts. Arousal pooled between your legs from the sound that left his lips, the breathy groan that had you squeezing your thighs together.

Quick to snap your eyes shut as his head lifted to check if you were awake, his face twisting with confusion but it quickly being forgotten as he turned his attention back to the task at hand. Skilled fingers tugging and pinching at your hardening nipple as he began to buck his hips, rubbing his hard cock against the outside of your thigh.

“I know you're awake,” He spoke in that morning voice that always seemed to turn you to putty, but because you were such a committed actress you kept your eyes screwed shut, curious to see how far he'd go without interruption. “Not saying anything?” You could hear the smirk in his voice.

Yoongi was ripping his hand from your chest, the action shocking you but not enough to stir you; you knew him well enough to know what he was up to. The same smirk still playing on his lips, he reached his hand between your legs, easily wiggling his fingers under the lace of your panties.

“You're so wet,” He whined out, pushing his hips forward to create some friction for his pulsing cock. Fingers completely bypassing your wanting clit to stroke your damp folds, teasing your entrance but careful not to push his fingers inside. Without thought, you were spreading your legs for him, silently begging that he gave you more than he was willing.

“Want something?” He taunted, fingers sliding up to find your clit. He was moving his hips as he would while fucking you, groaning at the friction and creating small quick circles against the sensitive bud.

Your back was automatically arching, hips rounding forward as you tried to feel more of him. “Yoongi, please.” Eyes sliding open just in time to see the smirk on his lips grow into a smile.

All at once he was pulling his fingers from inside of you, hands working to push sweats from his hips. “I have thirty minutes before Hoseok starts collecting for practice,” He grinned, reaching for your waist to lift your body onto his. “And I would really like to watch you fuck yourself on my cock,” 

HOSEOK

It wasn't the first time Namjoon was calling you to come collect your drunk boyfriend, although you wish it were. Hoseok was a lot of things, talented, artistic, comforting... but someone that could hold their liquor was not one of them.

He wasn't one of those wild drunks that went out and vandalized shit or cheated or anything like that, more of an emotional drunk that would loudly express his love for the people around him before passing out on someone's couch.

Most nights, it would be cool for him to spend the night, sleep it off and head home in the morning. But ever since Joon got a new girl in the house, you found yourself making the thirty minute drive more often than not to come collect the love of your life because his best friend wanted the house empty for him and the love of his life.

An annoying desire on Joon's part, never understood why the drinking couldn't just happen at your place since everyone knew how Hoseok got after a few beers. It would just save you the drive. And having to see Namjoon who never seemed to warm up to you no matter how much Hoseok promised he would.

Met with the signature bored expression and eye roll as he pulled the door open, Namjoon waved you inside. “He's on the couch. You need to be quiet, Hua is already asleep,” He pinned you with that disciplinary glare he was always pulling on the guys. As if you cared about that witch's sleeping habits.

Of course, she never gave you a reason to believe that she was a witch, but someone that would willingly date Kim Namjoon? Yeah, they couldn't be that great in character.

Joon led you all the way to the living room where Hoseok laid sprawled out on the couch, shirt riding up to reveal his well worked on abs and hair sticking up in all directions. “I'm going to bed, make sure to lock the door when you leave,” Nodding, halfheartedly, you waited until Namjoon was making his way up the steps before making your way toward your boyfriend.

“Wake up,” You mumbled, crouching to poke your finger into his side. “Wake up, baby. Time to go,” A second attempt with a harder poke when he didn't as much as stir on the first go around.

A grumbled response fell from his lips, body shifting before he was settling himself again. “Hoseok,” You tried, louder this time, shaking at his shoulder. Slowly, his eyes began to blink open, a sleepy smile taking over his features.

“I'm dreaming of my pretty girlfriend,” He announced to no one in particular, lazy hand lifting to brush his fingers against your cheek. From the dazed look in his eyes, you could pretty easily piece together that he was still drunk. It didn't matter, he could sleep it off in the car.

“You're not dreaming, baby. Let's go home where you can sleep comfortably,” You tried again when his eyes began to shut, hand reaching to push at his hip. You were not expecting to have your small hand grasped in his large on, him lifting it to his lips to press soft kisses against your knuckles. “I'm hard,”

Loud laughs left his lips at the end of his words, his eyes opening to take in your expression that was quickly shifting into one of intrigue. “You want to do it?” He followed your silence. “Right here, on Namjoon's couch,” That dopey grin of his was growing, lips wrapping around your finger leaving a wet kiss against it.

If anyone understood the distaste you had for Namjoon it would be Hoseok, easily picked up on the way you did things just to spite him. Having sex on his couch? Would definitely fall in that category. But at the same time you weren't completely insane.

“What if he comes down?” You uselessly wondered, already lifting yourself from your crouched position in front of him, maneuvering his body until you were able to comfortably sit on his lap. His hard cock instantly meshing against your covered slit.

“So what if he comes down?” He countered with a smirk and that was enough to convince you, get you to push down against him, a hushed moan falling from your lips from the friction. You could feel Hoseok's grin on your lips as he reached his hands up to grasp your ass, fingers gripping the waistband of your leggings and slowly pulling them down.

JIMIN

Jimin always made you feel loved. Heard. Seen. Special. He knew you through and through and he loved you with every fiber of his being, there was never any confusion with where you stood with him.

Which was why you were riddled with surprise when visiting him today. He knew that you were coming and even if he hadn't, you'd never guess he'd act the way that he was acting right now. Openly flirting with the pretty blonde that was supposed to stand cameo in Yoongi's music video. The same pretty blonde that spent more time with him that you could ever imagine, what with the fact that she was their stylist.

Now let there be no question, you trusted Jimin with your life. He never once gave you a reason not to, it was just that he was standing a little too close for comfort, laughing a little too hard at something that couldn't be that funny, allowing too many suggestive strokes of the shoulder to go unchecked.

Your disgust must've been written all over your features, Jin moving to stand beside you with a plastic coffee cup in hand. He handed the chilled drink over to you, a small smile spreading across his features.

“Why don't you just tell him to knock it off?” If his best friend with no romantic tie to him whatsoever was noticing the blatant flirting, there was no way all of this was just in your head, right?

He was flirting. Right in front of your face. Didn't even bother to check if you came to say hi, because he was too busy talking up this leggy bitch. And what was he even doing here? It wasn't like he was a part of the shoot? Just came to say hi and decided that a simple word took hours to deliver.

So you charged over, gave him a piece of your mind in front of everybody, despite the tint in his cheeks at the fact that he had just been caught you let him have it. He deserved it for acting the way that he had.

Now, you knew Jimin would never cheat on you... it just wasn't in his DNA, but that didn't mean you'd readily excuse flirting, allowing this hussy to think she even had the chance to steal him away. What did he think this was?

Jimin was rushing behind you after the dramatic way you splashed your iced drink in his face, effectively ruining his white t-shirt. You ignored his attempts to explain while entering the car, ignored his apologies the entire way home, ignored his promise that you were the only girl he had eyes on.

Banished him to the couch when he tried to climb into bed beside you. No way would you share a bed with the likes of him. You needed a moment to cool down, get your feelings in order before you were ready to wrap yourself in him again.

But that was hours ago. Now after 2AM and your king sized bed was feeling a little too roomy. You missed the rumble against your back as deep breaths let his lips while he slept, the strength of his arms around your waist. Wide awake with half the mind to go downstairs and propose sharing the couch.

Your pride was too strong for that, so you just laid there, staring at the ceiling as the minutes ticked by. Thinking, wondering if you had overreacted back there. If the drink in the face was a bit too much, no matter how much you wanted to do it since seeing it so often on TV.

Almost positive you had thought yourself into delusion with the sound of your bedroom door opening. The quiet, “Baby?” filling the room in your boyfriend's voice easing your worries. Jimin took careful steps toward the bed, “Are you awake?”

Nodding, you turned your head to the side to see him. He was quick to start up his apologies against, regret written all over his features. A soft smile was quickly spreading over your face, head shaking as you waved him over.

“It's fine, I'm not even upset anymore.” Jimin was quick rushing toward the bed, quickly sliding beside you. His arms wrapping around your hips as he planted soft kisses against the side of your face. “You know I love you so much, right?”

“I know,” Your head moved at his words, accepting the warm kisses with a large smile. He was quick with maneuvering his body onto yours, shifting your legs to either side of his hips as he pushed forward, covered crotch pressed against your panties.

“And you know you're so sexy when you're upset,” He pushed forward again, hardened cock somehow bumping against your clit perfectly. A soft moan fell from your lips, one that he was quickly swallowing with his own. “You want to?” His hips were moving against yours slowly, hands mapping out the sides of your body.

A quiet giggle was leaving your lips, fingers tangling in his hair as you nodded, reaching down to the hem of his shirt, slowly peeling the fabric from his body.

TAEHYUNG

Apparently, dating Taehyung meant more than just having him as your boyfriend. He was something of a package deal and that package included going on impromptu road trips with his friends and not offering up a single complaint.

Now you loved road trips as much as the next man living out of his car, but you had your heart on spending this weekend alone with Tae, at your home, where pants were optional. Not squished in a too small car, sat on his lap with his arm as a makeshift seat belt. That couldn't be safe.

You kept a brave face, though. Smiled brightly each time if he asked if you were good, not wanting to let on this was at the bottom of your list of ways to spend the very little time you two had together

Taehyung loved his friends and he loved you, so in turned he'd love it if you got along with his friends. Which you did, for the most part. They weren't your best friends in the world or even your first pick, but you could definitely see why Taehyung liked them so much.

They were cool guys that had a lot of opinions on things that weren't really any of their business, for example your relationship with the second youngest of the group. Oh, if you had a dime for each time Hoseok weighed in on one of your disagreements, the amount of times you rolled your eyes when Jimin expressed how he'd handle a situation.

But this weekend wasn't about you, it was about Taehyung and making him happy. So you were going to endure all the annoyance, suppress all the eye rolls until Sunday night where you two were finally alone again.

Fast asleep with his head resting on your back, fingers clasped together as he held you close to him. Jungkook had taken the spot beside him, head leaning against the window as he tried to get some rest too. Namjoon on the other side, headphones pressed in his ear as he typed away on his phone.

Jimin and Hoseok sat in the singular seats placed in the middle. Jimin argued profusely with Yoongi in the front sleep, while Hoseok navigated for Jin who tried to drive through the heavy rain.

Tae shifted underneath you, grip tightening on your waist as his hips rose. A mumbled sentence left his lips as he rolled his hips. Eyes widening at the feeling of his hard cock pressing against your thigh.

See!? This was exactly why the two of you needed to be alone. That way you'd be able to do something in this moment, instead of trying to ignore the growing dampness with each rock of his hips. “Baby...” He mumbled out quiet enough to not be heard over the arguing men.

Taehyung pushed up into you, hands moving to grasp your hips and you began to wonder if he was actually asleep. Although, there was no way a conscious Taehyung would try anything like this with his friends so close. He had to be asleep.

You could feel his breathing shifting with the way his hips sped up, fistfuls of your shirt being grasped under his palm, ensuing a fire at the pit of your belly effectively melting away all restraint.

Subtly, you pushed back against him, teeth cutting into your lip to trap any moans threatening to slip. There was no telling how worked up whatever was going in his mind had gotten him, but all it took was a few rolls of your hips to push him over the edge. A hushed curse fell from his lips as his body tightened, wetness bleeding through his pants and meeting your legging covered bottom.

Fuck. You definitely didn't think that through. Taehyung flinching awake from the sensitivity of your butt still pressed against his sticky cock. “Move, babe.” He groaned, not fully aware of his surroundings yet.

“She can't,” Namjoon spoke evenly, not even bothering to look up from his phone. Your head snapped in his direction with wide eyes, confusion taking over Taehyung's features as he gently shoved you from his lap, only to catch sight of the wet spot on his upper thigh, the thin wet lines that connected your ass to him.

“Oh, uh... shit, fuck.” He stammered, hands reaching for your hips again to pull your body back down onto him.

JUNGKOOK

If anyone deserved twelve hours of sleep it was your hard working boyfriend. With his obsession with perfection, he constantly overworked himself to rework every last thing he did until he was satisfied, or until he was being forced away by a deadline.

You loved that about him, his desire, drive to be the best. Loved to see how focused he got and that small smile that would shine when he got close to the end he was hoping for. That didn't mean he didn't mean you were willing to let him work himself to the bone trying to achieve it.

Which was why you texted his management after he had slept through his first alarm, letting them know that he didn't feel well and would be resting for the day. Of course, they were understanding, wanting their golden boy to get his rest so he would be at his best when they needed him to be.

If only Jungkook understood that the world wouldn't implode if he took a day off. That the next day would be business as usual and he'd more likely reach his goal faster now that his body was all well rested.

How lucky he was to have you in his life.

In the time that he slept, you were able to eat breakfast, shower, shave, wash your hair, go to the store and make lunch. You ate quietly in the kitchen, putting away the ingredients you had left out just in case he woke up while you were eating.

Now you sat beside him in bed, back pressed against the headboard as you flipped through your latest read. Recommended by Namjoon and filled with large words that you constantly found yourself having to look up. But other than that, it was a really good read.

His teammates, friends had taken a real liking to you. Constantly congratulating the boy on the lasting relationship that he had with you. You couldn't help but feel prideful at the praise, knowing that it was hard for you two to get to where you were now. A lot of trust was needed when dating a worldly loved pop star.

That was a learned trait that took a while for you to perfect. Jungkook, though, ever gave you a reason not to trust. Took care of you like no one else, loved you like his life depended on it and you loved him right back, just the same or even more. Wanted to be with him for as long as possible.

Your attention was being pulled from the book at the feeling of the bed dipping. Jungkook laid flat on his back, bare chest raising and falling as quiet snores left his parted lips. He must be waking up, the loud snores that usually left his lips slowly disappearing. Planning to finish this chapter before going down to whip him up something to eat, you turned your attention back to the words on the page.

Three sentences in there was a tug at your wrist, gentle but filled with purpose. You let him drag your palm toward his body, until you were feeling his hardened cock underneath it. Eyes snapping up to his face, only allowed a second to take in his smirk before he was sitting up, leaning to press open mouthed kisses against your shoulder.

“Where's your shirt?” He mumbled, fingers brushing against the clasp of your bra while his hand moved yours against his. “I got chili powder on it, I-,” Words cut off by the way his cock jumped from the flex of your fingers.

“You called the boys, right?” Despite his worry, he still worked on the clasp of your bra, grinning in triumph at the snap, wiggling it out of the way enough so he could grasp your breast. You nodded, full focus now on stroking him through his shorts.

“Such a perfect girlfriend,” Jungkook pulled your body back against his chest, fingers teasing your quickly hardening clit as his hand left yours, sliding down the length of your body between your legs. “How could I ever thank you?”

Tilting your head to look up at him, a smirk spread across your features. Hand slipping down the front of his shorts, closing around his heavy length. You watched the way his eyes fluttered from the way you pumped him, slowly you leaned up to press your lips against his. “I think you could come up with a few ways,” You grinned, while pulling away.

[mattygraygubler]

our campus: chapter 4 (tom holland fanfic)

summary: frat!tom and reader go to the same college and y/n is tasked with being his tutor, they don’t really get along at first (because i love reader and tom hating each other trope)

warnings: none ?????

word count: 2.1k

a/n: so many texts and so much dialogue fuckin kill me also texts are bold

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“I don’t know what you did to get her to give you a second chance, but I need to warn you.” Ally said. Tom turned to look at her, they had only ever spoken when necessary for theater stuff. 

“Warn me?” He asked. 

“Y/N can make your life either very, very good or very, very bad. She has most of the professors in this school wrapped around her pinky. And she doesn’t make it obvious, but she’s the smartest person I’ve ever met. She can really help you if you let her.”

“Well, thanks.” He said awkwardly and turned back to his stuff. 

“One more thing.” Ally said. Tom turned again and raised his eyebrows. “Don’t you dare catch feelings.” “Seriously? No need to worry about that.” Ally scoffed. 

“I’m serious, Tom. Don’t. She doesn’t need that right now.” 

“Yeah, fine, I get it.” He said. 

“Alright guys let’s get started.” Gigi said, signaling rehearsal was about to start. 

* * * 

It was finally Friday, and your phone was blowing up as you walked to the library. Class had gotten out late, so you were walking as fast as possible so you wouldn’t be late to your meeting with Tom. 

Al

if Y/N is ok with it its fine with me

Iz

i still dont know how i feel about this

Em 

pretty pretty please guys i really like this guy and he really wants me to go

You

what are we talking about i was in class

Al

harrison invited em and all of us to the delt party tonight

Iz

and i said we shouldnt go bc of what happened

plus isnt tom a delt? wouldnt that be a bit awk?

You

honestly i couldnt care less. after the week ive had im gonna too blacked to even realize where we are

Em

lets take it to a vote

aye

Al

aye 

Iz

nay

You

im abstaining

Em

the ayes have it! delt BABEEEYYYY

ill have harrison put us all on the list

You 

glad we got that sorted ill see u guys at mine at 8

You walked into the library, checking your watch and seeing it was 4:02. You bit your lip. Hopefully he didn’t give you any crap for being late. 

You walked quickly into hlab, and you knew you looked like a crazy person. Your bag was falling off your shoulder, you had a coffee in your hand and your water bottle tucked under your arm, and your phone in your other hand. 

You scanned the room and saw Tom sitting across from Max, both of them had books out. 

“Hi,” you said breathlessly. Max slid over a seat so you could sit across from Tom. “So sorry I’m late, crazy day.” 

“No worries dar-” You heard him start to say darling, but stopped himself. “No worries. It’s only 2 minutes after.” 

“How long have you been waiting?” You asked.

“Max and I have been hanging out for a while, not a big deal.” 

“Speaking of, I’m on alc duty for tonight so I better go.” Max said, did his stupid handshake with Tom, and walked out. 

Hlab was almost empty except for some freshman. Most people don’t like studying on a Friday, who could blame them?

“So I got a copy of your lectures from this week. What do you want to start with?”

“I don’t care.” 

“Ok, what is currently confusing you the most?” He thought for a second before saying “Astronomy.” You nodded. 

“Great, grab your notes and your textbook.” He pulled out a notebook and his laptop, opening the online textbook. You pulled out your laptop and a pen and highlighter. 

“May I?” You asked and pulled his notebook to your side. You went through his notes, circling certain things with the pen and highlighting others. 

“These are really good, Tom. I like how you put question marks next to things that confused you.” He laughed. 

“Do I get a gold star?” He joked. You rolled your eyes. 

“So phases of the moon.” You started. 

“Wait a second,” he said after you had been talking for a while. “You’re telling me that the moon doesn’t actually, like, change?” 

“It’s all shadows.” You replied. He nodded and seemed to finally be getting it. 

“The phases will most definitely be on your next lab, which isn’t open note, so make sure you memorize them.” You said. “Let’s move onto stats.” He groaned. “What?” You asked. 

“Statistics is so stupid. Letters and numbers shouldn’t go together.” You rolled your eyes. 

“Stats is easy, I promise you. This is the first unit, all we’re doing is descriptive statistics and graphing. Let’s start with some vocab.” You said, highlighting certain words in his notes. 

Once you could see his brain was about to explode, you moved onto writing. 

“There’s not much to talk about, just email me your most recent paper so I can go through it and look for themes we need to discuss.” 

‘“Themes?” He asked. 

“You know, on going issues that need to be addressed.” He nodded and emailed you his paper, which you would read tomorrow. You heard your phone buzz and took a quick glance. 

Em

al dont be upset

Al

then dont give me a reason to get upset

what is it

Em

……….. It’s themed

Al

are you kidding? were not freshmen, i dont wanna go to a stupid themed frat party

Em

its blackout !!!! itll be fun i promise

You turned your phone back down and didn’t realize you had an upset look on your face. 

“Everything ok?” He asked. 

“Just arguing in the group chat.” 

“Do you need to go?” He asked. 

“No, no, just arguing about tonight.” 

“What’s tonight?” 

“Tonight is not related to political conflict, which is what we should be talking about.” He laughed. 

“Do you ever have fun?” 

“Excuse me?” 

“I’m serious, do you ever have fun, or do you just go to sleep surrounded by planners and textbooks.” 

“That’s not funny. There’s a lot more about me that you don’t know.” 

“Clearly.” 

“So we’re starting off with socioeconomic issues over time and the class strugle. Did you read the Marx chapters?” 

“Yup. Didn’t understand a word of it.” 

“Ok, let’s get into it.” You said and began rambling about the bourgeoisie and the communist manifesto. Politics was your favorite subject, you could talk about it for hours. 

You were having a really good discussion with Tom. It was global political conflict, and he was able to connect the themes to both America and England, which made you really pleased. 

You were pulled out of your discussion when your phone vibrated. 

Iz

pickin up panera anyone want anything 

“Jeez it’s already past 6:30, I gotta go.” You said. 

“Oh, I’m sorry.” He said. 

“No it’s not your fault, I get so into politics I lose track of time.” “I can tell.” He said as you both packed up your stuff. 

“Wanna grab some food?” He asked. 

“Sorry, can’t,” you said. 

“Why, got a hot date?” He joked. 

“Maybe,” you said. 

“At least let me walk you to wherever you’re going.” 

“You don’t have to do that.” 

“Well where are you going?” 

“Congression Hall?” You replied. 

“Wait, you live there?” 

“Uhm, yes? Me along with practically every other junior.” 

“What floor?” 

“8.” You said. 

“Should’ve guessed.” He replied as you started walking across the quad. 

“What’s that supposed to mean?” 

“Honors 8. I forgot you were in hc.” He was referring to the eighth and top floor of Congression Hall, which was reserved for the honors college juniors. 

“Yeah.” You said simply. 

“I’m on six, by the way.” He said. “That’s why I was curious. I’ve never seen you around there.” 

“I’m not usually, I only really use it for sleep.” 

“Of course,” he replied. 

“I assumed you lived in a frat house.” You commented. 

“Nah, next year.” He said with a wink. “Speaking of frat houses, there’s kind of this party going on at Delt tonight-” 

“I’m aware.” You said, cutting him off. 

“Ah, well, if you want I can get you on the list.” You smiled to yourself. 

“No need, I’m already on the list.” You said. 

“Oh?” He said, clearly embarrassed. “Because of delta nu?” 

“Nope.” You said, not offering any other information. 

“Well maybe I’ll see you there then.” 

“Even if you do see me there, I will be pretending I don’t know you.” 

“Why?” He asked, clearly offended. “I run that house.” He joked, trying to play off the embarrassment. 

“No offense, but your reputation would not be good for mine.” 

“What’s that supposed to mean?” 

“Well I have a certain reputation in the greek community, and if people see me with you they’ll get the wrong idea.” 

“The wrong idea?” He asked as you walked in the lobby of your building. 

“Well, see, the thing is,” you said, stepping into the elevator. He pressed the button for six and eight. “I have certain standards. If people see me with you, they’ll think I’ve…” 

“Wow, you are really uptight, aren’t you?” 

“Excuse me?” 

“Certain standards? Jesus christ, you’re not the queen, Y/N. And I don’t have a bad reputation. But god forbid I don’t live up to your ‘standards.’” He said, storming off the elevator without another word, clearly upset. You sighed. Good job, Y/N. 

Tom got to his room and threw his stuff on the floor, collapsing on his bed. His head hurt from all the tutoring, and trying to focus on not staring at your lips. 

delt juniors

Tom

aight important question guys

Cal

whats up tommy

Tom

do you guys know a girl called Y/N Y/L/N? shes a delta nu

Joey

dan knows her ;)

Cal

fuck, Y/N? what are you doing with her? 

Tom

shes tutoring me stop buggin 

Max

i know her which u know shes in hc with me 

Liam

oh danny DEFINITLY knows her 

Will

who doesnt know Y/N? shes a hot commodity

Tom

what do you mean? 

Cal

shes like the perfect girl next door, totally hot and so smart which just makes her hotter

Will

doesnt help that shes a huge fuckin flirt AND can hold her alc

Joey

dan is being suspiciously quiet……..

Dan

shut up joe

Liam

care to share with tommy your story with Y/N, daniel? 

Dan

i hate u all 

fine

i was like in love with her freshman year

and i thought she was into me too

and we made out a couple of times but nothing else

the second she found out i was in delt she stopped talking to me

like complete radio silence 

Tom

wtf? Why? 

Cal

she doesnt fuck with delts

thats like common greek knowledge

Will

maybe its because shes gonna be dchi sweetheart? 

Joey

nah theres gotta be something else

Harrison

well i just put her on the list for tonite

Tom

wait YOU put her on the list?! 

Harrison

yeah i invited her friend Emily Gold and she doesnt go anywhere without Y/N and these two other girls

Cal

Ally Park and Isabelle Miller

Harrison

yeah howd u know? 

Cal

theyre like those cool girls from high school everyones obsessed with that are just out of everyones league

Tom

wow american high schools are so weird

Dan

tom if u wanna get with her i wont be pissed

Tom

nah like you said she hates delts, and after three tutoring sessions with me i guarentee i am her least favorite delt ever

Liam

theres no fuckin way she shows up tonight

she wouldnt be caught dead at a delt party

Noah

wait you said Y/N Y/L/N may come tonight????

DIBS

DIBS DIBS DIBS

I CALL DIBS

Cal

noah u seriously show up just to call dibs?

Noah

yeah bro have u seen her? if she comes tonight and any of you try to cockblock me i stg ill deck you

Dan

pretty sure tommy has rightful dibs to this one

Tom

nah fam she hates me so fuckin much

let noah try his luck

i doubt she’ll even show

Max

she’ll show. 

Tom

what makes u say that? 

Liam

max does know her best

Max

she and ally and emily and isabelle are ride or die. they circulate who picks what party they go to and if its emilys turn and harrison somehow conviced her to go, Y/N wont miss it

Dan

she hasnt set foot in a delt house since freshman year, you seriously think she’ll show? 

Max

five bucks says she does

Dan

youre on 

Noah

i just wanna make it clear

that if she does show

D I B S

[parkjmini]

Outlier | the end

poly!au: park jimin x reader x kim jennie while your lovers said they needed you, you wondered if they knew how much you needed them. word count: 3988 genre: angst warnings: explicit language

[an]: nothing is medically accurate lmao im so sorry i researched like 70 percent and then i implied everything else so dont trust me idk what im talking abt. but a BIG thank you to everyone who sent me so so so much support and feedback for this entire series bc i wouldn’t have had the motivation to finish. getting those messages after posting a chapter made me giddy for my own story and i know what happens. I truly love interacting with my readers and going into plot/character analysis, i just love hearing everyone’s thoughts and thinking processes bc we all interpret things differently, again, thank you everyone who enjoyed reading this story (: 

prologue . 01 . 02 . 03 . 04 . 05 . 06 . 07 . 08 . the end 

After confirmation of the surgery, it became prepping sessions. Your doctor slowly took you off the chemo and gave you medication to ease any discomfort. You were given less visiting hours because you needed to rest. 

But your troubles stirred when you were alone. The moment replayed in your mind when Jennie told you that they were broken up. There was nothing you could say, nothing for you to fix. Jennie and Jimin were respectfully dating you, aware of your decision for still wanting to be with the both of them. It didn’t feel the same though, it didn’t feel secure or safe.

There was no way you could date them separately. Jimin lacked what Jennie brought to the relationship and vise versa. It wasn’t complete without the both of them. Your nurses didn’t let you worry about that, brushing away Jimin and Jennie during your resting hours. 

Jungkook visited you once after you added him back onto your list. He also brought you a vase of your favorite flowers. There was part of you where you didn’t want to make things awkward, but the other part didn’t allow for that. Instead, you blurted out that you knew about his crush on you. Then, he left quickly after you rejected his offer to be with him.

Hoseok respected your time and didn’t visit when he wasn’t allowed to. You were aware of how he had other important events in his life, but you really wished he tried to see you more. You’d hate to admit it, but Hoseok seemed to be the only person you could turn to for any non-biased advice. Since he stopped coming around often, you had to turn to your nurses.

The two weeks were absolutely the dullest moment in your life. You thought that living in your small town with your mom was bad, this was worse. You were stuck in a huge hospital with no friends majority of your stay. Your nurses were only with you for max ten minutes before they needed to go. You had the television, sleep, and your own nervousness.

Surgery was a big decision, so big that you even called your mom about it. You didn’t have the best relationship with your mom, so calling her was a surprise to even her. She totally didn’t bother to follow up on your life, so she never called first. But, you couldn’t go into surgery with the possibility of death and not tell her about it.

She offered to fly over and you insisted that she didn’t. So when she arrived to see you, you didn’t hesitate to give her a piece of your mind.

“What are you doing here? I told you that you didn’t need to come. Where did you find which hospital I was staying at?” You groaned into your pillow.

Your mom set her things down and crossed her legs while she took a seat across from you. “I asked the school. I’m your mother, for fucks sakes.” 

“Yeah, well you didn’t think that when I was growing up, so now that I’m dying, you decide you should start caring.” You rolled your eyes at her gasp.

“How dare you say that to me? I raised you when your dad walked out on us.”

“If you think being drunk and picking me up from my after school programs means raising me, then yeah. You did great mom.” Your sarcasm came out in train wrecks when it came to your mom; she drew the worse out of you.

“(Y/N), you have cancer and you decide to let me know when you’ve already decided for surgery is not exactly the most responsible daughter thing you pride yourself to be.” She shot back.

Your nurse came in to cue that she only had 15 minutes left before she needed to leave. “It honestly didn’t cross my mind that I needed to tell you since you’ve never cared enough to call me these past years except to invite me to your stupid wedding. Might I also add that you didn’t tell me about until the day before, so that makes two of us.”

“I didn’t raise you for you to treat me like this.”

“You didn’t raise me at all, what are you saying? But how about we talk about something else, since that’s all we ever talk about. News flash, mom, I have fucking pancreatic cancer and I’m going into surgery tomorrow. I’ve been going to chemo these past three months and I have almost to no hair. My body is bruised from being poked by needles. I am dying! Thanks for even having the audacity to come see me before my maybe death tomorrow. Don’t let the door hit you in the face.” You shouted as loud as your lungs let you go.

Your door opened and you both stopped your argument to see Jennie and Jimin standing under the frame. They looked stunned and confused to see the lady who you resembled. “Did we come at a bad time?” Jimin asked.

“No, since this is your visiting time.” You crossed your arms, glaring at your mom.

“Who are you two?” She asked, rudely.

“Mom, that’s my boyfriend, Jimin and that’s my girlfriend, Jennie. Welcome to the modern society of polyamorous relationships where I love two people at once.” Jennie and Jimin have never heard such sarcasm run out of your mouth. You were always just subtle, but this side of you was new.

“Hi, it’s nice to finally meet you.” Jennie stepped forward and your mom got up.

“Well, I can see that you have a whole double life I know nothing about. I guess you don’t need me anymore. Good luck on your surgery and whatever you call a relationship.” She grabbed her things and walked past Jennie and Jimin.

“She was pleasant.” Jimin said sarcastically and you rolled over on your side.

“This is why I never brought you home with me for the holidays.”  Jennie hurried to cuddle up to your side. 

“At least we avoided an awkward argument over Christmas dinner.” She chuckled and kissed your ear.

Jimin sat on your opposite side. “Are you ready for tomorrow?” 

Sitting up in Jennie’s arms, you buried your face in your hands. “No. I’m so scared.” 

“You’re going to be fine. Jennie, Hoseok and I are going to be right outside of your door. We’re going to be with you when you’re recovering. We’re with you every step of the way, we already packed our go-bags.” Jimin tried to comfort you, but you sobbed into your hands. You couldn’t help but cry so much nowadays. Staying strong was hard when you were so vulnerable. 

“And if something happens? Will you be there with me?” It was a rhetorical question that caused them to both fall silent.

“Nothing will happen. They’re highly trained professionals and I made sure you had the best surgeon in this hospital.” Jennie bragged proudly and Jimin laughed.

“Yeah, seeing her demand it was very terrifying. But, she did it. You’re in good hands, baby.” Jimin smiled and kissed the top of your head.

“Can you two just lay with me for the last couple of minutes before my nurse comes and kicks you out?” You sniffed and moved over for Jimin to join the sandwich fest.

“(Y/N), I love you so much.” Jennie and Jimin said in unison, and the unsettling feeling set back into your system.

A group of nurses and surgeons rolled you into a double door room. It was dim, except for the big spotlight that shined above you. Squinting, you saw the surgical masks that blinked back at you.

“Ready?” Your doctor was smiling behind her mask.

“No.” Your voice trembled from your nerves; your palms slick with sweat. “I want to be okay.”

“And you will be, (Y/N). We’re going to start with the anesthetics and we’ll get everything going. Relax, I’m right here.” She held onto your shaking hand and you stared back up at the bright light.

You felt the drugs enter your system, slowly stripping away your consciousness. You’ve already cried out all night your worries and said a few important goodbyes before the day arrived. The jittery feeling caused your body to shake uncontrollably and you were so terrified. This could mean recovery or death.

And while you hoped for survival, you knew the chances were split between the two options. Death was unavoidable, but to die so early shook your bones. Your dreams have just been memories of past events in your life, reminding you of the life you lived. The life you might soon leave. It was harder to ignore death than it was to wish for recovery.

Once your eyelids fell over your eyes, you’ve never felt more alone in your entire life.

“Would you stop pacing? You’ve been walking back and forth for the past two hours.” Jennie complained.

Jimin stopped in his tracks and narrowed his eyes at her, “I’m nervous.” 

“What happened to ‘it’s going to be fine’ and ‘you don’t need to worry’?” Jennie laughed and Jimin rolled his eyes.

“I can’t help that my body reacts the way it does when I’m the slightest worried. How are you so calm about this? They’re literally cutting her open in that room.” Jimin gestured to the closed doors.

“By not thinking about it like that. I’m thinking about the lovely time I get to spend with my girlfriend when she’s done.” Jennie muttered.

Jimin walked up to her and pointed to his chest, “you mean my girlfriend?”

Hoseok pushed the two apart. “She’s both of your’s. Are you two done making a scene in a hospital?” 

Jimin went over to sit next to Hoseok’s other side, making him stuck in the middle of a not-so-friendly feud. Even though they showed up together for visits, they were incredibly hostile to one another when they were alone. 

They slept in separate beds, Jimin taking over your room and Jennie in her’s. They ate dinner with their own friends and didn’t bother to tell each other about their whereabouts. They mostly spoke to each other in scoffs or groans.

Suddenly, the hallway doors were slammed open and nurses were rushing in a big machine --- a defibrillator.

The three of them stood up, seeing how rushed and hurried the nurses looked. The surgery door opened and a surgeon walked out with sweat dripping down the side of his head. The sound of a flat line heartbeat caught the attention of Jennie.

“Her heart isn’t beating, is it?” She was afraid to hear the answer to her question, her chest rising and falling violently.

Your doctor held the door open for the other nurses and defibrillator. “Her pulse went out, but we’re doing our best. But prepare for the worse.” 

Jennie collapsed onto the floor, bawling. “Holy fuck, we’re going to lose her!” She shouted with heavy tears running down her face. It was like her words pulled Jennie’s heart down to the pit of her stomach. Her whole mind and body were shutting down at the news.

“You have to stay calm, Jen.. we’re in a hospital.” Jimin tried to get her up, but she kept slipping his grasp.

“I don’t care! That’s our girl in there and her heart isn’t beating!” She exclaimed and Hoseok helped with holding her up.

Jimin’s head was in shambles, utterly speechless at what was happening. Hoseok was numb to the news, unaware to how to react. They wanted to stay optimistic, that the defibrillator will work. It had to work. 

“Why don’t you two go outside and get some air? I’ll stay here for any further news. Please... it’s not a suggestion. Go.” Hoseok needed to clear them out before they both stressed him out more than he already was.

Jimin walked Jennie outside. The light breeze clearing their heavy, crazy minds. Jennie was choked up by her tears, constantly wiping at her wet cheeks. Jimin stared at the ground, listening to her sorrows. His heart too heavy to express.

“Aft-er -- everything.. --Jimin --- I’m.. really, truly sorry...--” Jennie had trouble speaking with the endless waterfalls from her eyes.

“--Jen..” Jimin barely got out.

“No.. listen to me first. I’ve felt really guilty about all the rumors. We should’ve never gotten together in the first place, especially with someone like me. I’m known as the campus hoe, right? I can’t hold onto a stable relationship even if I wanted to and now my --- girlfriend --- is-- she’s -- dying.” Jennie cried harder, holding her face in her hands as she slid against the wall and onto the ground.

“I didn’t do anything with Jisoo ever. I don’t know how many more times I need to tell you, but I would never hurt you or (Y/N) like that, especially coming from a place where that has happened to me multiple times. Maybe you’ve always secretly doubted our relationship, considering how we got together through an accidental one night stand.” 

“Through our three months together, I fell head over heels for you, Jimin. I’ll admit it. I liked (Y/N) first, but you had a piece of me I didn’t think I could give to anyone after Taehyung. You’re so open, so understanding, so kind. I’ve never fully gotten the chance to explain myself because you keep shutting me down and every time, I believed that my explanation doesn’t matter. I’ve been devalued my entire life by my partners and sadly, I made myself feel that way with you when you ignored my pleads. But I think now is the best opportunity to tell you because we honestly don’t have anyone else who understands us the way we do. We’re both suffering because our girlfriend is in there not breathing. Our girlfriend, Jimin. I love you and through everything, you’re the one of the only people in this world who knows my struggles.” Jennie held him by the shoulders, so he could look her in the eyes as she gripped onto the only hope left in her life.

Jimin invited her into his arms, holding her tight. He had forgotten why he was upset before. He just wanted to be with his girls. He wished, hoped, prayed that things were back to how they were before the misfortune. 

“I’m sorry for making you feel invalid. I’m sorry for hurting you the way I did.” He admitted and Jennie sobbed harder into his chest.

“It’s okay... -- we’ll --- be...”

“--- Okay?” Jimin finished off and she nodded. 

You couldn’t breathe or move. Your lungs collapsed into your chest and you struggled to supply oxygen to your body. You screamed, but no noise came out and your arms were glued to your side. It was like you were trapped in a motionless body.

Everything was turning fuzzy and a white light blurred your vision. This was it. You were dying. You weren’t sure what realization hit you. Maybe it was the lost of breath and your heart rate slowly declining. Maybe it was the blinding light that caught your attention ahead.

Your memories started flashing before you. Jennie and Jimin flooding your mind. Your eyes scanned for anyone else, but them. However, you were left with scenes of your once perfect relationship.

Your first date night. It was the day you officially joined your partners. Jennie hurried you down to meet Jimin. He was cleaned up nicely, standing all cool against his sleek car. He peered up to see Jennie with the biggest smile on her small face, hand holding yours. 

She told Jimin the news and he was overjoyed, ready to hold you in his arms. He rushed you into the car and it didn’t feel much different than it was when all three of you hung out. The only difference was that you’ve never been more intimate with your best friends. 

Your first kiss. You anxiously sat next to Jimin on the couch during a lazy movie fest you were having with them. He had his arm wrapped around you, twirling the ends of your fingers with his. Your heart beating so fast, being not use to the touching from either of them.

He picked up your chin, knowing that you were distracted. It was an instant spark once your eyes connected and soon, your lips did as well.

Your first ‘I love you’. This moment was one of your favorites. It was Jennie’s birthday and you three were excited for the day ahead. However, a huge storm was rolling in and you were almost home. Jimin insisted in stopping to buy more snacks before rushing back. 

Once you all stepped out from the convenience store, it was showering, pouring heavy amounts of rain. Jennie, you and Jimin were drenched within seconds of going outside. Your plastic bags filled up an inch with collected water. Jimin’s leather seats in his car pooled with rain. All three of you laughed with glee as you marveled the escape from the wet mess.

And you suddenly stopped to admire the way Jimin’s eyes disappeared cutely and how Jennie’s nose scrunched up, her adorable snort catching your attention. In the midst of their happiness, you blurted out, “I love you two.”

The news of your mother’s wedding. An invitation was addressed to you. It had pretty cursive handwriting and a beautiful design. It was a wedding for your mom and her boyfriend, inviting you to join them for an evening of unity. You weren’t aware of them even being engaged, let alone a marriage. 

Jennie and Jimin never mentioned your mom, knowing you didn’t like pressing on too much about her. Their initial reaction was for you to go, until you explained that you didn’t even know she was getting married. You had crumpled up the invitation and threw it away in the trash.

Jennie consoled you, reassuring you that it was perfectly fine that you don’t attend. While you sulked in the living room, they approached you with the idea of still giving your mom a gift to congratulate her. It showed that you were the bigger person and that you acknowledge her efforts. They made you a better you.

Throughout every flashback, and every memory, your heart was searching for something beyond them, an image that wasn’t them. You laid there, dying, and all you saw was your girlfriend and your boyfriend. There had to be more than that and your heart was looking, waiting, for any other memories to surface. 

But nothing. It was only them and you couldn’t help, but feel a little disappointed. For the last few years of your life, you’ve revolved your entire world around these two people. You’re alone, not because you’re not social, but because you chose to focus all of your efforts into your relationship. And as you slowly lost sense of your consciousness, you became regretful about how you lived.

You heard distant voices, “1, 2, 3!” and you slowly opened your eyes. There was a rush of air that filled your lungs. Your vision adjusted to the bright spotlight and the many surgical masks above you. 

“She’s awake! We got her pulse!” They cheered and one of the nurses pulled down his mask.

“You’re going to be okay, Ms. (Y/N). The surgery was a success.” He smiled and you nodded, reaching for his hand to hold to make sure it was your reality. 

“We’re going to move you to your recovery room now, but you did really well.” The young nurse cheered with so much excitement, there were tears in his eyes. He was a complete stranger that just saved your life, yet he was even crying for you.

“T-Than-k yo-u.” You barely made out and he patted your shoulder. You shut your eyes again and felt the bed move and the voice of Hoseok calling after you as natural light hit your eyelids.

Several hours after the surgery and going over the post-surgery care, you carefully sat up in bed. Hoseok had to leave, but the two stayed. Jennie held onto you tighly, and Jimin blinked at you with stars in his eyes. But the thought you had while you were close to death never left your mind. 

“There is something I need to talk to you about.” You began, and Jimin and Jennie shared glances. “There was a lot to think about when I went under, my heart stopped for a few minutes and I was so close to my death. All I saw were our memories. I saw you two, but... something inside of me longed for something else, something more.” 

“If it’s not the three of us, then I don’t want to be in an individual relationship with either of you. That would mean making me choose and I don’t love one more than the other. It’s either both of you or neither. I will always love you two with all that my heart has to offer, but my life is so valuable and I need someone who is going to recognize that. I realized that the best for us is that there simply is no us. I love you both so much, I really do, but right now is not the right time. I’ll never forget us. ”

“Jennie, you were the first girl I love. Jimin, you were the first boy I love. But throughout it all, I won’t try to remember us. Maybe we’ll realize each other’s worth once we’re ready for it and we’ll be new people when we meet again.”

Jennie didn’t let go of your hand, instead, she nodded to every single word that you poured from your heart. “If that’s what you think is the best option for us, then I’ll accept your decision.” She agreed and no longer shed any more tears. She knew it was for the better, even if it did break her heart.

With a turn of events, Jimin was actually the one crying this time. Jimin’s tears spilled down his plump, supple cheeks. It was difficult for him to talk.. it was difficult for him to express how he felt in general. “I felt so regretful because I thought I was going to lose you forever when I was ready to trade my life for your’s. I’m just happy you’re alive and breathing. I respect your decision and I think that you’ll always know what’s best for us three.” 

Your heart was healing, bit by bit. The shock of almost death woke you up and you no longer wanted to be trapped in something that didn’t seem to work out well anymore. It was time for an end. It was time for change and you were more than thankful to have Jennie and Jimin, who loved you so much, they were willing to let you go and live life with no more regrets. 

Jennie smiled before gently kissing your hand, “I’m unsure how long me and Jimin would’ve lasted without you, but we were two people who fell out of love for each other, but back in love through you. I want you to know that even though you felt like you didn’t belong in our relationship, you were actually the connection between us. You were the reason there was an us.”

It was an epiphany ---- you were not the outlier in the relationship. You were the core center. Jennie and Jimin were more than thankful to have you in their lives, who loved them so much, that you were willing to look past their differences and to fight through every trial. 

“You were the reason there was an us.” That single line replayed in your thoughts, in a constant loop. And you smiled at Jimin and Jennie, the monitor beeping being the only noise in the room.

“I love you both, don’t you ever forget that.” 

[juliivn-blog]

[ bill skarsgård, cismale, he/him, 29 ] BRAIN STEW by GREEN DAY? whenever i hear that song, it reminds me of JULIAN NILSSON. maybe because they’re SELF-RELIANT but also CAVALIER. they’ve been living at mulberry apartments since SEPTEMBER of 2018 in APARTMENT 203 and have 1 ROOMMATE. [ lainie, she/her, 21+, cst ]

hello bitches it me ( lainie ) back at it again !! this time bringing u the anti adrian and pls be wary bc there are a lot of sensitive topics down below ( tws for major drug use, drug addiction, death, grief, shitty parenting, neglect, abandonment?? kind of idk better safe than sorry ) also u can find a tl;dr at the bottom since it’s literally SO LONG

BACKGROUND

so bear with me bc his background info is kind of Long!! his mom and dad are from just outside of st louis, missouri. his mom came from a pretty wealthy family and she was just like tryna be ~rebellious in her young adult years by dating julian’s dad (who came from a super trashy family and had a Bad Boy Rep). when she was 19 and he was 22 she got pregnant ( with julian ) and her fam was like get rid of that baby or ur gone !! but they were “““madly in love””” and she was on her rebellious shit so they literally eloped to the city ( st louis ) and got an apartment together and had julian but never actually got married bc they were too cool ( read: irresponsible ) for that. ofc this ended up being rly miserable bc she was used to living the rich life and now her family had disowned her, and suddenly she was starting to realize this dude she had a kid with was kind of a deadbeat party boy with no interest in having a family, not to mention she started realizing like?? i don’t actually want a kid this is a lot of work?? so like julian’s childhood years were a lot of him having to learn to take care of himself and not having anyone to depend on most of the time. and that’s not to say they didn’t both care abt him on some level bc there were definitely times they paid attention to him and gave him a birthday party or two but for the most part he was on his own

his secret favorite memory is flying a kite with his dad when he was 4 but u would be more likely to win the lottery than get him talking abt that

fast forward 5 years and finally julian’s dad, now in his late 20s and getting antsy, peaces the fuck out to los angeles to live his best party boy life. baby julian is very upset bc even tho his dad doesnt pay a lot of attention to him he like idolizes him. julian’s mom is saltier than EVER about having to take care of a kid but she doesn’t wanna go to LA ( especially for this asshole she doesn’t even like anymore ) and her parents won’t have anything to do with her or her illegitimate child so the NEXT 5 years are a lot of moving around from shitty apartment to shitty apartment and job to job by themselves. his dad would now and then send weird postcards and letters and pictures and stuff from cali so he had like a vague idea of the fact that his dad was living his own life somewhere that looked super wild, and when he was 11 years old he sent a letter back asking if he could come live with him. his dad contacts his mom, there’s a bunch of fighting, but in the end julian did indeed get to go live with his dad in los angeles, mostly bc his mom just didn’t give a fuck anymore and was lowkey like…u know what fine take him i can have my life back

obviously his dad does not know how to be a dad !!! he kind of thought of julian as his little like…..sidekick like he just thought having this 11 year old kid around was hilarious. so julian went to LA and was living with his dad and his dad’s friends in a relatively nice apartment but like it’s always filled with people doing drugs and having sex and it’s just. not child friendly at all. so that’s how julian was introduced to weed at the ripe young age of 11!!! from there on out he was like a big time weed and cigarette smoker, was very early having sex and trying other drugs, and by the time he graduated high school he was already hardcore doing coke

so julian like kind of wanted to go to college bc some part of him did crave normalcy, but he was way too far up his own ass to get his shit together for that !! plus like….he didn’t rly have good role models. so his first year after high school instead of getting on a good path for his future he decided living his best life would include moving into an apartment with his cokehead best friend. it was around that time that julian met his first boyfriend. he was already totally aware he was bi, had slept with boys in high school, but this was the first time he rly fell in love with a guy. he was like……….head! over! heels! for this boy. julian met him at a club and he was like sort of soft and relatively innocent until they started dating and julian got him smoking weed and then snorting coke

this next part is very triggering so please read with caution !! when he was 23, julian tried heroin for the first time. for about 6 months it gradually got really bad, his life started spiraling, and his bf was like….becoming unable to deal with it, especially bc while julian was getting worse his bf was kind of trying to move in the opposite direction and get off the coke and get his life back together. there was a lot of fighting, but his bf kept not actually making the move to end things bc he loved julian and was just like hoping something would turn around. one night, however, in a moment of weakness, he let julian talk him into trying heroin with him. it was kind of an “i promise i’ll get clean if u try it with me this one time” thing. being in and out of consciousness and not really aware of what was going on, he didn’t notice that his bf was overdosing and he ended up dying simply bc the heroin was too much for his body and he stopped breathing. julian didn’t notice until the morning when he woke up, and obviously that was by far the most traumatic thing that’s ever happened to him and left some deep ass emotional scars

so following this, he actually did check himself into rehab. he was there for 3 months, got completely clean, but he only managed to stay that way for two weeks before he was first snorting heroin again and then back to shooting up and selling drugs

it was about 2 yrs later when he was 26 that he met his next bf while he was doing a deal at some seedy bar outside of town. they quickly fell into a completely unanticipated relationship–notably, julian’s first since his boyfriend’s death. in spite of that trauma and feeling guilty even as he did it, he started introducing this boyfriend to drugs. in his mind, it was kind of a thing where he fell in love really fast and really hard out of nowhere and he saw this sad little thing with no place to go and drugs are the only thing he’s ever known himself, so it was very natural to be like “here try this it helps” and also naively convincing himself he’d never let what happened before happen again

so 3 years later they’re living together and completely broke, living mostly off the money julian makes selling drugs and whatever else they can scrape up, when his bf decides he wants to do a road trip across the country. julian’s very impulsive, doesn’t really give a shit about anything in LA anyway, and to top it off has a hard time saying no to him. SO a road trip it is !! they make it all the way across the country before finally using up the last of their money and realizing they don’t have enough to get back

they stopped in north carolina for a while while julian saved up enough cash for them to at least get somewhere they liked better, which is how they wound up in baltimore !!

here their jeep completely broke down and julian sold it so that the money from that plus the money he made selling drugs they could put toward a deposit on an apartment

it’s in their heads to get back to la eventually, but baltimore is kind of their ~scene so julian’s in no hurry. he’s selling drugs again but they use a lot of what he’s supposed to sell so......they’re not going anywhere any time soon anyway ytseugukhej

PERSONALITY

so now that his lengthy as fuck background is over with………julian is an extremely EXTREMELY dry sarcastic person. the guilt over his bf has made him a hell of a lot worse, like his sense of humor is so so much darker than it was before that happened, but he’s honestly just a rly sarcastic person to begin with. he has some softness inside especially for people he rly cares abt, but you will not catch julian being sentimental or taking literally anything seriously unless you’ve managed to seriously worm your way into his heart

he’s not like a GRUMP tho at all he just….doesn’t take things seriously. he’s literally the embodiment of every bart simpson meme

“whatever my dude” is his aesthetic

he’s very careful about his drug dealing, he won’t go around talking about it or anything, he does it all under the radar as much as he can and especially having done it for so long now and having experienced a lot of traumatic crap, he’s pretty good at what he does and he won’t fuck with people he doesn’t trust

even when it’s warm it’s not totally unlikely to see him in long sleeves bc he has really bad track marks all over his arms from shooting up so much, especially in the early days when he was really bad at it

he absolutely will not talk about his past and if anything even close to it comes up in conversation he will skate right over that so qUICK ur head will spin

i think that’s IT FOR NOW if u made it this far i commend ur effort and attention span. im gna list some plots n stuff below ( beyond the song connections ) and hit me uP for some angst bc ya girl is here for the drama as usual

CONNECTION IDEAS

u can find song connections HERE

any and all drug related things !! people who buy from him ( especially weed, he’s a lot more lenient about to whom he sells weed as opposed to other stuff ), people he introduces to drugs, friends he actually does drugs with

he’s very dry and enigmatic but he’s also quite social so seriously give me friends for him. he’s high a LOT but not always and he likes being out doing stuff

definitely somebody or somebodies who don’t trust him and his drug addict bart simpson vibe please please give me people who don’t like him

along that same vein it takes a lot to get julian worked up and in fight mode bc he prefers to just let things roll off his shoulders but it would def be fun to have someone who gets him to that point

also somebody who?? maybe thinks they can “fix” him and genuinely does their best to try and persuade him to change his life and that it’s not too late to turn everything around ( this is basically the song connection medicine by daughter )

if ur muse is randomly from st louis missouri????? hit me up with a past connection from way back in julian’s childhood

also someone he went to high school with in LA if they’re from LA. this person would probably not be surprised at the way julian turned out ystefygdjhs

AND TL;DR BECAUSE THIS IS SO LONG

a drug addict and dealer who learned to take care of himself from an early age because of neglectful parents. got a boyfriend addicted to drugs and lost him to an overdose when he was in his early twenties, went to rehab, relapsed, met another bf years later with whom he decided to road trip across the country and got stuck in baltimore. dry, sarcastic, kind of a douche, epitome of every bart simpson meme, walking tragedy. 

[dacresprincess-blog]

Consimilar / Part 2

PART 1

First of all a big shoutout and thank you to everyone who read it and everyone who left me any kind of feedback, no matter if it was in form of a reblog,like or comment. I appreciate every single one of you and my heart is literally going to burst from how much love I received. 

Also a happy new year! I knew we still have a day to go but this year im hosting my familys new years party so I´ll be pretty busy tomorrow and the day after. To everyone, stay safe! Be aware of your surroundings and have fun!

Summary: Y/N is a bad girl and when she finally sees Billy the new bad boy in town she has to have him. What happens when two hard shells see eachothers soft insides?

Warnings: swearing? slight dirty thoughts, maybe grammar bc i didnt proofread

Words: 2,3k ish

A/n: I hope you guys enjoy! Im still trying everyday to improve my writing and find other words to describe surroundings and make it more vivid so again any kind of feedback is appreciated! Have fun reading!

After her last class ended, Y/N made her way outside to meet up with Steve and Nancy, yet they were nowhere to be seen but Billy was leaning on his car with a cigarette in his mouth.  She watches him as he blew the smoke out of his mouth, fighting her thoughts about everything else his mouth could do.

Y/N intentionally walked closer past him than she needed, to catch his attention. Right when she past him, acting as if she didn’t see him and pretending to look for Steve’s car, she hears his voice. 

„Wanna take a ride with me, princess? “, he asks and lets out another smoke cloud out of his mouth. Y/N stops and smiles to herself but then neutralizes her facial expression and turns around. 

She looks past Billy, who was smirking that she actually reacted, at his car and eyed it up and down, it was a nice car, but she knew better than to compliment him on it. 

“Waiting on someone?”, Y/N asks stepping closer to him and now looking up at him. He was definitely a head, if not more, taller than her. 

“Waiting on you princess “, he replies, taking his last puff from his cigarette before tossing it across his car and then leans back on his car. Y/N rolls her eyes and without answering starts to turn around to walk away from him. “Come on princess. You’ll take a ride you will never forget”, he says putting his hands into the pockets of his denim jacket which made his broad shoulders look even stronger and more muscular than they probably already were. 

She sighs and turns around now standing 3 feet away from him. “Billy Billy Billy”, she shakes her head. “I thought I made it clear enough that I’m not the type of girl that you’re used to. “ 

Billy’s facial expression changed at her words. He clenched his teeth together making his jaw look more prominent and Y/N sweared she could even see a vein in his neck pulsating. He didn’t think that Y/N would turn the tables so fast and simple. 

Billy groaned. He tried to find his words to smooth out the situation. He didn’t want to make Y/N feel cheap or compare her to any of the other girls, he knew that she was different and apparently, she made sure everyone knew about it. „I didn’t meant... “, Billy started to speak but was interrupted.

„Y/N! “, both hear a loud voice ring through the parking lot. Billy looks up over Y/N`s head and Y/N turns around to see Steve standing at his car with the keys in his hand. Y/N turns around and looks up at Billy. 

“Well I would love to conversate a little longer with you Billy Hargrove but duty calls”, she says and motions with her head over in Steve’s direction. Y/N turns around and quickly walks over to Steve who already sat down in his car and started the engine before she opened the door and plopped down in her seat.

Y/N looks over to Steve and sees him shaking his head. “What Harrington? “, she smirks knowing that he was mad at her for not listening. “I told you to stay away from him Y/N”, he sighs and backs out of the parking lot. 

“And yet here you are talking to him, not once but twice in one day”, he says stressing every word carefully, thinking Y/N would eventually understand it better. He drives out of the parking lot and Y/N looks out of the window and watches the ginger girl skate towards the blue Camaro.

Steve kept talking about how bad of an influence Billy was, but all Y/N could think of was how his blue eyes looked like the ocean she would love to just drown in. “...he just not the ...the love bird kinda guy”, Steve says pulling up to Y/N’s house. “Wait...speaking of love birds...where’s Nancy?”, Y/N asks completely ignoring everything Steve had just said to her. Steve stops the engine and Y/N watches him fidget with the keys. “Uh, she had...she had a club or something she had to go to “, he answers not looking Y/N in the eyes. Y/N sighs and then smiles putting her hand on Steve’s shoulder. 

She could always tell if he was lying, not because she knew him for literally 10 years but because he was so damn bad at it. 

But then again, she also was aware of the fact that Steve hated it when Y/N knew something she wasn’t supposed to, so she just let it slide this time and didn’t wanted to kick him when he was already down.

“Thanks for driving me home Stevie “, she simply said and plants a kiss on his cheek. She grabbed the door handle and was about to step out of the car when Steve grabbed her arm. 

She looked back into his eyes and saw his soft face. “Y/N promise me you don’t get involved in a situation where you’ll end up hurting.” 

Y/N smirks back at him. “Steve, I promise. I’m just having fun. I just need a bit of change in my boring life.” 

She steps out of the car and closes the door behind her. Then makes her way to her front door and opens it. She hears Steve start his engine and turns around to see him drive away. 

It was later in the evening and Y/N was sitting in her room and doing a bit of school work that she missed while she was absent. 

Suddenly she hears a door slam shut and rolls her eyes because she already knew what was coming. 

She prepares herself mentally to hear another round of screaming and hitting walls from her parents who were always busy working and away on “work trips” but once both of them were home at the same time it was a total mess. 

She gets up and locks her door and then goes to push the play button on her stereo system but only puts the volume on medium, if it was too loud her dad would also come and slam on her door. She rolls her eyes when she hears the topic of today’s fight between her parents. Both accused the other of cheating, which was actually the truth but only Y/N knew for sure. 

Still both of them were to proud and selfish to just file for a divorce because „that’s not how you handle tough situations in this family. “ They were going on for a good hour and Y/N keeps on trying to refocus on her homework, but it just doesn’t work. „And that girl up there is probably not even MY daughter, right? “, her dad screams. It was quiet for a bit and Y/N listens to what her mom would answer because this isn’t the first time her dad had accused her of foisting a child on him. The silence was interrupted by her mom shouting back at her dad about how he was changing the subject. 

Y/N rolls her eyes and sighs and then goes to open her window, she couldn’t stand to listen to their repetitive argument anymore. She steps on the roof of the house and walks to the end, from there it was an easy jump down since it wasn’t too high up anymore and also it wasn’t her first time doing it. She steadies herself on her feet and then walks quietly to the street. She was furious and mad and everything you could imagine.

Her parent’s argument was replaying over and over in her head. It was just too much for her, there was not a place in this world she could call home, where she could go to and be appreciated and loved for what she is. She was furious, and tears started to well up in her eyes, not because she was sad but because everything was so damn stupid. “How could...How...uuuggh.” 

She was talking silently to herself and was too frustrated to realize a car stopped a few feet in front of her. She passes the car when she suddenly hears a familiar voice call. 

“Hey Princess.” Y/N takes a deep breath trying to decide what to do, she slows down in her walking but then continues at her normal pace again. 

The engine of the car starts and slowly moves beside her. The window of the passenger side was rolled down and Billy was calling after her. 

“Princess slow down.” Y/N was so furious when she got out of her house that she forgot her jacket and now that she cooled down a little bit and was distracted by Billy, she realized how cold it actually was. 

“Come on, you’ll freeze your cute little ass off.”, Billy said making Y/N stop in her tracks. Y/N sighs and argues with herself quickly before deciding that she would rather spend time with him than risk getting a cold. She opens the door of his car and throws herself in. “Why are you out here all alone princess? “, Billy asks and starts to drive. “I just like to cool down the temperature of my body to match my heart you know? “, she answered back sarcastically making Billy chuckle. Billy wasn’t asking anymore questions after he saw that her eyes were teary and her nose was all red and sniffly, he realized that she wasn’t in the most talkative mood and didn`t mind because he wasn’t either. 

Both of them were silent but it wasn’t an awkward silence, it was actually soothing. The radio was on and music was playing while Y/N looked out the window, yet she noticed how Billy kept glancing at her. 

“Take a pic Hargrove it’ll last longer “, she groans making him chuckle. “Just wondering why you won’t tell me your name “, he shrugs and focuses back on the road. 

It caught Y/N off guard because she didn’t think that he would still think about that, she actually thought that he would ask her again why she was out alone. Y/N smirks and then turns her head to look at him.

 His left hand was steering while his right hand was lightly grabbing the stick. The sleeves of his denim jacket were rolled halfway up, and Y/N could see a few veins pop out because they were so muscular. 

But she also noticed a few darker patches on his arms and a few fresh scratches, she brushed it off not thinking much about it and then her eyes wander to his face. His eyes were focused on the road and his eyelashes were so long and thick that one would think he was wearing eyeliner. His shirt was half-buttoned up exposing his chest and the locket laying on it. 

Still there was something off about this look. He looked different from what he usually looked like. Also, his hair was messier than it normally was, and Y/N could tell that it wasn’t intended to look like that. 

„Why do you need to know? “, Y/N asks quickly before he would notice that she was staring at him now. Billy chuckles. 

„I just like to know the people I’m picking up off the streets in the middle of the night and drive them around, you know? “, he chuckles. Y/N scoffs. 

“You don’t have to drive me around I was fine walking by myself Billy.” She goes to grab the handle of the door pretending as if she would get out before Billy leans over and grabs her arm stopping her. 

He laughs softly, and Y/N turns her head to look at him. Both of their eyes meet, and Billys face was closer to her face than she had expected.Both swallow and Billy presses down on the break making the car stop abruptly. 

Suddenly Y/N notices a dark patch under Billy’s right eye. Billy was too focused to look into her (y/e/c) eyes when Y/N puts her hand on his face.

“What happened? “, she asks quietly. Billy takes a deep breath and clenches his jaw then pulls back and sits back down in his seat turning his left side of his face away from Y/N. 

“Nothing “, he mutters quietly. Y/N narrows her brows and looks at his hands again. His knuckles were clean, and Y/N knew that he wasn’t just in a fight besides today in school he hadn’t had the bruise yet. 

“Billy”, Y/N says quietly and straightens herself up in the car and turns her whole body towards him, now sitting sideways in the seat. 

“I got into a fight what else do you think?!”, Billy said with his voice getting louder by every word. Before Y/N could ask anything else he starts driving again. “Where to?”, he asks aggressively pressing down on the gas pedal making Y/N fall back in her seat a little bit. 

Y/N takes a deep breath and gives him the directions he had to drive. He pulls a cigarette out of the box and holds it up to Y/Ns face. “You mind?”, he asks before putting it between his lips. Y/N shakes her head and Billy gets out his lighter and lights the end of his cigarette while driving. Y/N watches him as he rolls down the window and lets out a smoke cloud out of the window. 

The car ride was silent, and the air was filled with lots of questions for Y/N, but she didn’t want to ask him anymore since he also didn’t ask her anything and she appreciated that earlier from him. 

Once he had pulled up to the house Y/N gets out and turns around and leans down to look back into the car. 

“Hey Tiger. Keep this”, she motions with her hand between the two of them. “To yourself. I have a reputation to lose in this town.” 

She gains a soft chuckle from Billy and realizes how she lightened up the mood then closes the door. She starts to walk to the house and when she hears the engine start and sees him drive away, she walks to the back of the house and then over the street. 

She walks up the street and passes three houses until she makes it to her actual house then makes her way to her room the same way she made it out. Y/N wasn’t the brightest at school, but she wasn’t stupid enough to trust Billy Hargrove fully and tell him where she lives.

She already told Steve, she knows what she is doing.

PART 1

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[wanna-one-imagine]

Wanna-One Hwang Minhyun Friend to Boyfriend Scenario!

Another part of the Wanna-One Boyfriend scenarios, enjoy! (You + Minhyun)

Let’s say you and Minhyun were longtime friends, bffs

Right now in college together, Minhyun is senior to you though

A completely playful and platonic relationship no question about it

Not that Minhyun would appreciate yet anoTHER girl chasing after him, anyway

You saw while girls liked him, he was nice, attractive and clean

(yes you admitted he was the epitome of beauty it’s not a crime !)

he doesn’t have to know that though

All the ladiez were jealous that you two were so close

Even though you two were literally just friends and that’s it

You don’t even hug or hold hands do skinship or anything (but you did know everything about each other)

(fears, aspirations, every embarrassing moment, secrets)

You did exchange “love you”s with each other though, but it was a family/friend thing not the othER THING 😏

He didn’t really date much, claims to have “high standards”

Went out with pretty, elegant women that didn’t overtly fawn over him

Your close friendship, however bothered most of the people he dated, leading a large amount of his relationship attempts to go up in flames

He didn’t seem to care much though, and never blamed you for that (even though you always felt bad)

“If they can’t accept my best friend then it wouldn’t work for me anyway”

You always gave him love and life advice (that may or may not be unsolicited but who’s keeping track hohohoho)

You taught him cute moves that he could use on his girlfriend, like brushing her hair behind her ear or conversation starters

He practiced on you sometimes because he is awkward and sometimes he got little flutters from the small actions but he always just thought it was because he was pretending you were the girl he was dating LOL

Very protective of one another, wanting the best for each other

You didn’t date much, for no reason really 

Anyway coLLEGE

Lots of late night studying on your part

You would hang out in each other’s dorm rooms cause why not

friendship is beautiful

Minhyun was smart and always offered to help you, either by teaching you a concept or by making you a snack or coffee 

You had done the same for him when he was stressed out or preparing for exams

wow look at this beautiful symbiotic relationship, mutualism at its finest

Anyway winter break rolled around, and you decided you would stay at the college in order to continue working, while Minhyun would go visit home

You both didn’t text/chat online much, so while he was away you didn’t contact each other that much

Anyway over the break one of your friends offered to set you up on a blind date (probably bc Minhyun wasn’t always hanging out around you) and you had no reason to say no

You called Minhyun for the first time over that break, and you guys caught up a bit before you remembered to mention that you were going on a blind date

Minhyun was silent for a bit, and then curtly responded:

“Good for you.”

ummMMMMM

You felt some cold air from him, but you brushed it off and just continued the conversation normally but he said that he had to go soon after

You didn’t think too much of it

But Minhyun?

He was startled because he had suddenly got angry, for no reason (so he thought)

He briefly wondered if it was because you said you were dating now

But he told himself he didn’t care 

He paced around the house, muttering hypotheses and theories of why he was having this reaction

Literally convinced himself that he had a medical issue

weirdo

When he returned from his break, somehow you two seemed... different?

You started going on more blind dates, mostly to just meet new people

You thought it wasn’t causing you and Minhyun to drift apart, especially since you weren’t as bonded with the other guys, and it was just going on dates for you 

You didn’t see it as anything more than that, just getting to know people, so it was no big deal

But to Minhyun every second you were with another dude it was hell

Every time you said another guy’s name or asked Minhyun for some advice, Minhyun felt his heart sink

He found himself caring about what you wore or if you looked too pretty or if you were out late

He was deadly curious about what you were doing but simultaneously didn’t want to know

Took him literally a month before he figured himself out (and it took a lot of internet searching)

Liking you had never occurred to him really

Not because you were not attractive or charming or even because you were best friends were so long

But because he had told himself for some weird reason that his ideal type was strictly someone more... quiet and classy

Not you, who was very free and open and lively with Minhyun

But that’s why you were so special to him

Because you two were comfortable together, and that’s what mattered

And Minhyun didn’t want you to be that comfortable with someone else

Suddenly everything became very clear to him

That how much he treasured you crossed the bounds of friendship, he wanted you for himself and he wanted himself to be yours

For a couple days, he kept these feelings hidden up in himself, because he was stressing over how he should act with you and what he should do about his emotions

But that didn’t last long

You were hanging out with Minhyun, watching a tv show in your dorm room one day when you suddenly remembered that you had a meeting with someone, not even a blind date lol 

(but Minhyun didn’t know that)

You got up to go to your closet, about to get ready

When you suddenly felt arms snake around you, stopping you from moving

Shocked by the sudden contact that you had never felt before, you barely managed to sputter out “Minhyun? What... what are you doing”

Without thinking at all, Minhyun responded truthfully and bluntly

“I like you. Don’t go.”

Your heart sped up abnormally fast

For some reason, this confession of Minhyun “liking” you was impacting you more than all the times he had said that he “loves” you

You were shocked, but you prioritized Minhyun more than anything; you couldn’t just leave your best friend after that confession, that was just cruel

You quickly texted the people you had to meet that you couldn’t make it to the date, and just sat down with Minhyun while he clearly told you what had been on his mind for the past month and a half

How ever since you had told him you were going to start dating, he got sad and angry

How he thought he was sick but it was just jealousy (you laughed at that one)

How he couldn’t stand seeing you with other guys, but he felt as if he couldn’t do anything because you never bothered him in his previous relationships

And this was shocking to you, it really was

He was aware that you didn’t have feelings for him (yet) but he wanted you to objectively look at him and give him a chance

All this atmosphere made you somewhat awkward, a feeling that you barely got with him

It was like that for some time, for days he treated you normally as he did before but you were always self conscious now

But over time, you took notice of all the little things that he always did for you; from making you snacks and giving you massages to always knowing what mood you were in and knowing the right thing to say, all the time

And you started to realize of every time your skin brushed his, and how you would blush in response

Or how you would be talking to him and then just stop because he literally had the face of a god, making your heart speed up

And randomly one day you jusT HAD TO walk in on him changing in his room (hits self why are you writing about this illegal!)

You saw him changing out of a shirt (thats literally it you just saw his beautiful smooth back which you had seen before) but it made your mind turn into alphabet soup and you audibly gasped and dropped whatever shit you were carrying (because thats what happens right)

Minhyun turned around and that arroGANT FUCK smirked at you and freaking got all confident

“Like what you see? It’s yours if you want it”

Your mouth dropped open and you just blinked at him, making him genuinely smile

But that didn’t last long because you ran up to him and hit his bare skin asking if he was insane

“Could you be any more shameless Minhyun??? Seriously?”

Cue embarrassed “haha”s from Minhyun

Everything was pretty much back to normal in terms of awkwardness (except for the becoming-more-frequent heart flutters and butterflies and blushes)

And one day you two were just hanging in his dorm room and fell asleep on his bed while watching something

When you woke up in the morning, you were all snuggled together, his arms around you, who were facing his chest (im dead)

You were shocked and started getting up, but you realized that you really liked the feeling, thinking I could get used to this, as you laid back down on him

I like him, don’t I. (YES Y/N YOU DO JESUS CHRIST)

You giggled to yourself as silently as possible as to not wake Minhyun but surprise he had already been awake for an hour, unable to fall back asleep

And the fact that you had decided to stay there with him in that intimate position told Minhyun everything he needed to know

He signaled he was awake, opening his eyes, meeting yours

He raised his eyebrows at you, and thanks to the telepathy of best friends you know what he meant. Is this a yes from you?

And you nodded in response. Yeah, it is.

And that was that

Your relationship stayed pretty much the same, except some added cuteness and skinship ;)

You were obviously still best friends, but now you were best friends that liked kissing sometimes yaknow the usual

You both understood one another so well, and were already comfortable with another, already knew everything about the other person

Both of you thought you were very lucky to have been in this situation, to meet and be with the other person

hehehehehehehehe adorable

A/N: Holy shit I feel like this ended up being super long, hope that’s fine with y’all lmao.

also jesus christ he’s so beautiful this is ILLEGAL !

[just-pig]

Super Seventeen || Chapter Four

word count: [1942]

featuring: [some meanie]

published: [august 25, 2017]

i’ve been so ignorant of this fic recently :”) you guys are more than welcome to yell at me to update lmao

That evening, Wonwoo could hardly sleep.

Not because there was a lot on his mind (although he definitely was thinking at about a million thoughts per minute), but because he had been researching the glyphs decorating the NCT arrow that Jisoo had trusted him with for the night.

He had this feeling that he should know about them. At the same time, he had no idea why he should even have a clue about what they are.

He started his frenzy with random google searches: wooden symbols, arrow decorations, symbolic arrows, etc., hoping to find something useful. (He didn’t, but along the way he obtained the fact that people used arrows way too often for tattoos).

It wasn’t until his phone lit up with a notification that Wonwoo realized he’d been sitting in front of his computer, left hand death-gripping the wooden shaft of the arrow, right hand fiddling with the trackpad for at least an hour and a half. Exhausted, his eyes did an automatic scan of who the sender was.

gyu > wonwoo hyung!!!!! > jisoo hyung wanted me to transfr some info for u

me > you’re w/ jisoo hyung right now?

gyu > we went to the coffee shopp togther after we left hq > and then i wennt to his house bc i accidentally spilt coffee on him > oops

me > … > what does jisoo hyung want

gyu > idk > he said something about herogliphs??? > and the arrow that u guys showed me > ??? im hoping u understnd him

Wonwoo’s eyes immediately flitted towards the arrow. Hieroglyphs…. Of course!

me > they’re called hieroglyphs

gyu > so you do understand!!! > okok my job is odne > gn hyung!!!!! sleep well :D

me > gn

Wonwoo now understood why the symbols had seemed so familiar. Hieroglyphs. He hadn’t delved very deep into the subject before - as he was more into science and math as opposed to ancient culture and mythology - but he had definitely stumbled upon the term more than once. He didn’t know much, but what he was aware of that it seemed to be an Ancient Egyptian form of communication. Similar to Korean, it used symbols and characters for certain sounds.

He frowned. But why would NCT deal with Ancient Egyptian hieroglyphs? And did they actually take the time to learn the meaning behind the symbols, or were they completely bluffing? (Knowing NCT, they were definitely the kind of people who could pull that off).

Wonwoo sighed. Glancing over at his clock, he was greeted by the numbers 12:32 in big, red block lettering. Reflecting on the fact that he had school the next day, he decided to call it a night.

~~~

As a temporary replacement for their blown-up building, the entire school had transferred to a different school’s building. It was a newer school that had just opened a few weeks ago so no one was really there yet, letting Wonwoo’s school have plenty of space to conduct their classes.

“Has anyone heard of the Ancient Egyptian communication technique referred to as hieroglyphs?”

Up until this point in his history class, Wonwoo hadn’t really paid attention to what his teacher had been saying. But that sentence definitely caught his attention. Immediately sitting up straight, he raised his hand, and was surprised to find that only a handful of the students in the classroom were doing the same. This is an Advanced Placement class, for goodness sake. How can you have not heard about hieroglyphs?

“Interesting. Well, hieroglyphs are essentially the Ancient Egyptian language, expressed in symbols.” The teacher stuck a picture of an bird on the board. “Much like our Korean culture, each symbol represents a sound. This hieroglyph, for example, produces the sound of ‘a’.” She continued sticking up pictures. “Keep adding more hieroglyphs, and you get a word. The word I’ve spelled out is arbitrary, an English word for random.”

There were some sniggers upon hearing the definition of the chosen word. Wonwoo, on the other hand, found this all somewhat intriguing - he would have to look into the topic later on.

“There are a few hieroglyphs that are just words. You don’t need to combine smaller fragments.” Posting another picture, she said, “This is the word ankh -” She wrote this on the board in English letters for better understanding “- and it’s commonly perceived as the Ancient Egyptian symbol for life.”

Wonwoo’s eyes hyperfocused. That symbol...  wasn’t it one of the hieroglyphs decorating the arrow?

He had brought the arrow with him to school today (he wasn’t sure if that was the best idea, considering it was a pretty lethal weapon), and his hand itched to reach into his bag and pull it out. But pulling out an arrow in the middle of class was not the best choice.

The symbol for life. Wonwoo never thought that NCT could be this deep. He’d have to tell Jisoo later.

~~~ (why are the page breaks happening so often this is such a pet peeve of mine loiwendlks)

Lunch. One of Jeonghan’s favourite times of the day. Apart from sleeping, of course. Sleeping is always a priority.

Sitting at their usual table, chatting with his friend Taehyung, Jeonghan was surprised to see Wonwoo beelining for their table out of the corner of his eye. As he got closer, he realized that Wonwoo seemed to be headed for Jisoo. Not his problem then. He continued talking with Taehyung.

He didn’t think it would be anything too concerning. He certainly hoped it wasn’t. If there was something that Jeonghan hated the most, it would be having to deal with his superhero persona during school hours. He wasn’t quite sure why - it just bothered him, having to mix his secret identity with his social life while maintaining equal balance on both sides.

So it definitely irked him when he noticed Jisoo walk hurriedly out of the lunchroom with Wonwoo. What happened this time?

He glanced over at Seungcheol, who hadn’t seemed to notice. Slightly panicking now, Jeonghan nearly dropped his sandwich (Taehyung snickered at this, earning a glare from Jeonghan).  

“Can you…” Jeonghan hesitated, unsure of how to propose a proper statement for a quick departure. “Um… hold on. I need to go to the washroom.”

“Now? You just -”

“I drank a lot of water, okay? Fluids.” With a final cheesy thumbs-up, Jeonghan quickly slipped out of the cafeteria, at the same time muttering to himself, ‘Fluids? What the hell was I thinking?’

He also hadn’t planned this out very well in his head because when he finally was aware of where he was he glanced around to find no sign of Jisoo or Wonwoo. The hallway also went both ways horizontally, taking a turn in different directions at the end of the corridor, leaving Jeonghan incredibly stressed - should he turn the wrong way, he would be heading in exactly the opposite direction that his friends had gone.

He supposed he could’ve just gone to the washroom and went back into the cafeteria, but he didn’t bluff his way through Taehyung’s suspicions for nothing. Jeonghan was going to find his friends. He just had to hope that they didn’t leave for the stupidest purpose.

Or maybe…

Jeonghan shuddered. This would be one of the stupidest ideas he ever made.

As superheroes, identity was a crucial thing. To this day, Jeonghan remembered the chills that ran down his spine when Pledis was laying down the regulations: Number one - Keep your identity a secret, no matter what. (Being the rebel he was, Jeonghan had then chosen his given name as his alias - in the process, dragging Wonwoo, Mingyu and Seungkwan with him. Pledis would’ve forced them to change but by then they’d already signed the contract, so they couldn’t exactly do anything).

So at one point, they had wondered what would happen if they used their powers in everyday life - subtly, of course.

After experimentation, they discovered that their powers were only at full boost if they had their suits on. Appearing as a normal civilian, Wonwoo had estimated that their powers were only an eighth of their full capability - roughly enough to not look completely insane.

Smiling slightly to himself, Jeonghan inspected his hands before dodging into a secluded corner by the lockers in the hallway, followed by a brilliant ribbon of light hovering around his hands as he was rewarded with a device falling in his hands - an LG G5 [a/n: there are so many kpop idols promoting this I had to].

He frowned at this. His mind had imagined a rose-gold iPhone 6 and he was surprised of the result, although he assumed this was what he got for using his powers when he wasn’t supposed to. Whatever, it would do.

All he really needed to do was track the location of his friends. He could’ve done it with his own phone, but that wouldn’t be fun, would it?

In other words, Jeonghan was already planning an elaborate hidden camera in his head.

He apparently was not aware of how bad of an idea that would be.

~~~

“Well you fucked up.”

“I didn’t mean to knock him unconscious! What did you expect me to do? First he sends us creepy messages from an unknown number and then tells us to turn around! Wonwoo and I just did what we thought was the best plan for self-defense!”

Blinking to adjust his eyes to the blinding light, Jeonghan realized that he was in the school nursery, and surrounded by half of the team.

“HE’S AWAKE! Oh thank God,” Jisoo said. Turning to Jeonghan, voice slightly guilty, he added, “I’m sorry about… um… punching you, although truthfully you pretty much asked for it considering what you did.”

Jeonghan hesitated as he tried to remember what had happened up until that point. The hidden camera… and then making Wonwoo and Jisoo turn around, only to be greeted by Jisoo’s fist. He guessed that explained the subtle ache in his nose. “Oh. Sorry about that,” he chuckled.

Wonwoo awkwardly stepped in. “Oh, and one more thing before I head to class - can you… not mention this to Seungcheol hyung? He’d kill us otherwise.”

Jeonghan raised an eyebrow. “I guess. Although if he asks about any bruises, you guys are the ones coming up with a solution.”

Jisoo scoffed. “We already had to when we brought you here.”

“Okay, bye hyung!” Wonwoo then departed with Jihoon, Soonyoung and Jun, leaving Jisoo and Jeonghan alone (Jisoo had study period currently, so he wasn’t particularly worried about going anywhere).

“Why’d you follow us anyway?” Jisoo asked. “Wonwoo and I purposely went all the way to the far boot room just in case someone would find us.”

Jeonghan shrugged. “When Wonwoo came to get you, he seemed so nervous, so I just assumed something was up. Seungcheol didn’t notice so I went - keep in mind, after rudely  dismissing Taehyung.”

Jisoo grinned. “Sorry about that, then. Wonwoo was only nervous about being discovered by anyone else but overall there’s good news - he deciphered one of the hieroglyphs on the arrow.”

Jeonghan frowned. “Hieroglyphs? Were those the symbols on the arrow?”

Jisoo nodded. “And one of them is the symbol for life. Considering how out of place it is from the other ones, Wonwoo’s guess is that it’s some kind of watermark, whereas the other hieroglyphs are some kind of message. We’re going to have to have a session just to figure out what the message is though.”

Knitting his eyebrows, Jeonghan said, “You guys have to be careful, okay? I don’t know much about Ancient Egyptian mythology, but I do know that hieroglyphs are commonly used for spells and whatnot, so just… be wary.”

Jisoo smiled. “Of course.”

[tayegi]

Hii u lovely creature. First i just wanted to say i love ur work, this last chapter was...quite shocking since well how Jk was talking and reacting towards the OC. Im really not good with theories really and specially if i gotta write them down in english but i was thinking since u said this would have 3 parts that maybe...just maybe was like one part of each of the characters? Like one were we view in detail the feelings of the OC, then JK and the Jimin? Maybe? Idk sorry. Anyway love ur work :)

Anonymous said:Thank you for being able to find the time to write equilibrium, and thank you for being able to find the time to update it as well- and come on tumblr at all tbh. I know it must not seem like it but most of us really really appreciate it. Please don’t feel rushed to update and take as much time as you need. Thank you again for your work.

Anonymous said:hey! thank you SO much for continuing equilibrium. I’m really enjoying the plot and character development. its very interesting and you do a rly good job at weaving all the layers of meaning together. you’re one of my favorite writers 💗 hope ur having a great day!

Anonymous said:(3) I wonder what is it that jimin saw on jungkook as well, I don’t think that just good looks and the fact that he is good at a lot of things are enough to fall in love or accept being in that kind of relationship ¿ or maybe yes or I’m missing something. Anyways I absolutely adore this fic!! I love your detailed descriptions and how you put important little things and hints and how you think of every single word!! Really thank you for sharing it with us! You have created a huge masterpiece.

Anonymous said:(2)The days when jimin went away must have been the best days of his life, and I wonder now with Jungkook away how the dynamics between jimin and the oc would be, especially her. It would be really wow and not wow at the same time if she turned like kook. I doubt because she knows she doesn’t have a “connection” with jimin, and is more than aware that he wants jungkook. But maybe things will change like they did with him.

minsuguk said:(1) It surprises me how the oc feels about jimin, accepting jungkook’s possesiveness and mad terms in order to keep him in that crazy relationship which is the only way she can have a just little bit of jimin. But again, I’m not surprised because it’s kind of what Jungkook felt ¿ I mean he saw something in her, and she saw something in jimin. And jungkook was aware of her and jimins feelings and he proposed being together in order to be with her as well.

Anonymous said:I want to feel bad for all of them, but I feel bad for none of them. That’s a lie I feel slightly bad for o/c but shes doing it to herself because she wants to keep this tiny connection to Jimin and that’s the start of her problem! All in all this is gonna end badly. I knew that necklace was gonna come back and bit her in the ass.

Anonymous said:(part 2) You know how Jungkook is all fucking crazy in denial about having a connection with her could she be in the same denial except (but not crazy) I mean Jimin had to have noticed the reader was always with him in the beginning now they don’t even touch each other its all so fucked up because you cant feel bad for anyone at this point (I am scared for the reader though because how far will jungkook go if she let jimin touch her)

Anonymous said:Jimin CAN’T be oblivious to this whole situation if he was able to hear his name being called when Jungkook was fingering the mc he had to have heard something else. Could he be ignoring this situation to make sure he is able to stay with jk the same way jk and mc are using each other for the same thing? bc if it was obvious that jimin was in love with jk before anything happened did he have to “get through” 1 on 1 with the mc like she did with jungkook (part 1)

Anonymous said:oh dude the relationship in equilibrium is on the verge of becoming a huge trainwreck but i can’t stop reading it cos i want to see how big of a trainwreck it will become. can’t wait til we get to the point where the relationship just swerves off the track and just goes kablooey! rip.

Anonymous said:oh my gosh I absolutely adored reading the new chapter of equilibrium! I’m so amazed that you find the time out of your busy day to write so much! thank you so so much for the new chapter. i’m really curious to see how this story line will progress, and I do wonder what will happen with jimin and y/n over that weekend… hmm anyways thank you again!! this is my first time writing to you aha I’m so nervous and also !! I love you please take care of yourself

Anonymous said:I HATE YOU SM I’m kidding I love you lu 💕💕 I can already feel the angst approaching aghhssh I’m going to die

Anonymous said:The new update has me a bit fearful of jungkook. He seems to be a little bit to possessive-at least to me anyways. I wonder if jimin has noticed the change in jungkook as well? When he said that the oc was the only one who understood him it reminded me of the conversation they had in ch4 about his family not approving of his major. When i read that scene the first time, i kinda got the sense that that was why jungkook liked the oc.

Anonymous said:Shook again from Equilibrium updates @.@ Thanks as always!!

Anonymous said:omggggggg equilibriummmm the tension just keeps building and building up I AM SO READY FOR THE SHIT TO HIT THE FAN

Anonymous said:It’s really interesting because there are elements that show a legitimate fear the OC has when it comes to Jungkook. I can’t wait to see more (well I can obv and I will NO PRESSURE FJDKSKSKS but you know what I mean~). Also thank you for updating so often like. I have barely any work & a shit ton of free time and I still just can’t write so you’re??? Like how??? Thank u sm. 💕

Anonymous said:First of all - thank you for updating. You could throw a sentence of Equilibrium in my way once a year and I’d still cry of happiness. And second - I love this story so much you don’t even know. Their relationship has taken such a sharp turn suddenly and Jungkook’s motives are clearer and clearer while the MC still seems to be sort of oblivious? Ah I have so many speculations but there’s not enough characters in asks haha. Anyways it was amazing once again, thank you!

yaja-time said:Equilibrium is too my favorite writings of your.. probably one of my favorites out of all the fics I’ve ever read. But I love it so much I would wait 10 years for you to update. Shit I’d even be happy if you updated with only using 10 words. I understand you have a life and I for one am very grateful for your writings, because they are amazing. So thank you for writing.

Anonymous said:Poor Equilibrium OC :( Sadly this scenario hits close to home with her and Jungkook. But good job as always Lu! I appreciate the work you do, have me on the edge of my seat!

bluefullmetaltitan said:Lol. I’ve been waiting for you to say that!! Yayayay! I support you 100% cause like, it shouldn’t matter how long it takes. I’m in love with all of your writings!! Thank you!!

Anonymous said:bruh, equilibrium tho. i loves it like i loves you. but for real, its amazing and incredible reading smaller details from earlier chapters come back into play and seeing how everything slowly links together (how you have the willpower to write so much is incredible)

Anonymous said:I loved equilibrium babe it's so good keep up the amazing writing I loved the last chapter it's a very good storyline 👍🏼👍🏼 and please In the equilibrium let her end Up with jimin and more jimin smut please 😂😂 seriously loved it 💋💋

Anonymous said:When I first started reading equilibrium I thought it was about the three of them learning how to function in a polyamorous relationship. But in the first 4 chapters, you revealed the MC's feelings towards Jimin, & then showcased Jungkook and MC alone. Then, when Jungkook got possessive, & you wrote Jimin's and MC's back story, I was like, "she's not seriously trying to romanticize this relationship, is she?" BUT YOU'RE NOT, YOU'RE SHOWCASING LEGIT PROBLEMS IN A REALISTIC STORY. I AM HERE FOR IT

Anonymous said:Im living for Equilibrium rn🔥🔥🔥🔥, your such a good writer. Loving all your works 💖💖

Anonymous said:why do I feel like jungkook semi poisoned jimin so he couldn't go 😫equilibrium is so good rlly got me questioning everything lol

Anonymous said:Hello tayegi, i just want to say, you're the first writer I read in this bts fandom and im so thankful for that. And im so pumped for equilibrium jajajajajaAaaaa 🙏

Anonymous said:I have to be honest I was all for jungkooks protectiveness in early chapters cause I thought it was hella cute but after reading equilibrium chp 11... Im not too sure anymore. Like he actually made me kinda scared and trapped especially during the end (guess that's how good you're writing is). On a positive note, loving this series and I hope all three characters get backlashes for this messed up relationship lmao

Anonymous said:I don't get how anyone can complain about ch11 being "only 3k" like there was so much that happened in that chapter it didn't even feel like it was "short." I'm even amazed you can write such great quality stories despite being a phd student (do these children know what that is???) AND it's like midterm season rn like the quality doesn't drop despite this. And honestly I feel like these chapters have been getting updated pretty frequently these days I feel really spoiled haha

Anonymous said:EQUILIBRIUM IS SOME OF THE BEST WORK I'VE EVER SEEN ON HERE!!! LIKE I WAS AT SCHOOL TODAY AND I READ EVERY SINGLE CHAPTER AND I WAS SO OVERCOME BY WHAT WAS HAPPENING. AND WHEN I FOUND OUT THAT JUNGKOOK WANTED THE READER TO HIMSELF I GOT SO SHOOK!!!! LIKE I KINDA KNEW SOMEHOW THAT HE WANTED HER ALL TO HIMSELF. HE JUST WASN'T GONNA LET JIMIN HAVE HER ANYMORE HUH? BUT I'M SO EXCITED FOR WHAT HAPPENS NEXT!!! *sorry for yelling i was too excited for this series ily~*

Anonymous said:Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa?! There was an Equilibrium update?! *runs to open tab so that it's the first thing I see after class* Bruh, I can't wait to dive in. Thanks for being a thug about all of those comments. Best part about creating works of art/expressing creativity is that you get to make people think, invite them to have an opinion and start conversations. If anything, Equilibrium provokes its readers to have a clear opinion. That's a success in my book. ;) Fighting always! - Happy Reader

yonggukssmolgf said:I love you. I love your blog. I love your writing. I love the equilibrium series. And I just love how you just take your time to update. Like you do things at you own pace and I like that about you. I followed you because you're an amazing person, you love your followers, and you never disappoint with your fics. Thanks for existing and I hope I made your day a little bit happier!🐼😙😀

Anonymous said:Excuse me young lady... yeah I'm talking to you Lu...Yupp.... you're being mad disrespectful, how dare ruin my nights peaceful sleep but updating equilibrium like that... do you not want me to graduate... it's senior year and I'm head deep into my writing... yeah thanks a lot for ruining my life... JK I LOVE YOU 💕

Anonymous said:I just read chapter 11 of Equilibrium and it made me want to CRY! I love the story so far and it's written amazingly well but it's tOYING WITH MY EMOTIONS! I'm super excited for the updates 💙💙💙💙

seokjinniemin said:oml I just finished chapter 11 of Equilibrium and boy howdy am I SHOOK. Equilibrium is by far one of my favorite fanfic series I've ever read! You're such an amazing writer, they way you convey the stress and anxiety of the oc is just phenomenal. And the small details you put into it like damn! I'm so anxious about this and how it's going to progress, especially with the oc and Jimin being alone. I feel like shit is going to hit the fan real soon o_o

Anonymous said:oh my god that new chapter of Equilibrium actually murdered me LMAO. i absolutely LOVE how every detail counts; like all the little small things that readers wouldn't think matter end up mattering the most. i love this series so much and ily Lu!!

Anonymous said:oh my god that new chapter of Equilibrium actually murdered me LMAO. i absolutely LOVE how every detail counts; like all the little small things that readers wouldn't think matter end up mattering the most. i love this series so much and ily Lu!!

Anonymous said:wtffff please ignore that anon i think you've been updating so quickly!! and i love the story sooo much it's so great no matter how lengthy it is. the content is what matters quality >>> quantity i really love it and know you work hard and appreciate it ❤❤

Anonymous said:Sometimes I think people are just plain dumb. Like, wtf, i am happy that you updated such an amazing story! You do not have the obligation to provide anything for us, you do it because you like it. People should be more grateful and learn to respect. Thank you for de update, you are straight up amazing

aichan11 said:I just read Equilibrium 11, it's so good! I sent you a message before, sorry if it was out of line. Just wanted to tell you how much I enjoy your writing :) of course I have my own wishes/hopes about how the 3 people in Equilibrium would turn out but I don't want to risk influencing your writing. I can't wait for the whole balance to just tip over and see what happens. Is that too evil of me? Hahaha

Anonymous said:The new chapter was intense! I wonder what Jeon is hiding.. I feel bad for both Jimin and OC. Poor jiminie doesn't know what that kid is doing, and OC is stuck cos of jjk. I love your work Lu, stay classy ❤️❤️

Anonymous said:ahhhhh!!! another amazing chapter babe!!! Love the dynamic,screwed up characters

[jess-oh]

Reflection

hey journal,

it’s been a while. haha.

i just read some old journal entries i wrote the summer before leaving for Chicago for the first time and it was pretty interesting! I totally forgot I even tried to journal each day even back then. I wonder how that me would feel seeing me as I am now. Not totally grown and not as mature or far along as I might’ve liked. But someone that did go through a lot and is still standing today.

I... play the victim mentality. A lot. I’m also incredibly selfish!

For so long, I didn’t understand why Chicago became such a fire show. I thought I was so confident and all cool and good back in California and had reached a place where I felt super confident and aware of myself but boY WAS I WRONG. I WASNT THERE AT ALL! I constantly struggled with feeling like a burden back in California so it’s no surprise that that just followed me to Chicago! LOL.

I think I really need to learn who to receive well. By being genuinely grateful and never taking anything for granted. I think a part of me likes to serve all the time bc I never have to worry that I’m actually being selfish bc im doing such a selfless thing. I think I am actually smart and don’t give myself the benefit of the doubt a lot of the times. It’s not that I fail a lot in the areas in which I fall short. It’s moreso that I am so incredibly hard myself for not being able to do a better job that I end up just never moving forward and never get any better. Which discourages me even more. Which causes me to do worse. And the cycle continues over and over and over again. 

I want to do so much. I want to be that perfect friend that always knows what to say and has all the right answers and the truth of the matter is, im not. im not perfect and i still have a long way to grow. im still trying to figure myself out now by understanding my strengths and weaknesses. i have gotten in my head a lot by focusing on just the areas where i lack. im constantly trying to compensate for something or another. I try so hard in school and do my best to maintain a high GPA bc i failed in high school. And even though I do have a good GPA, I can’t help but feel immense shame and failure when i look back at where i was in high school. a lot of time has passed since then and a lot has happened. ive grown and gone through some tough stuff and im still somehow still standing here today. ive learned that grades really arent everything in the face of life. And yet, I can’t confess that I only went to Columbia College Chicago bc it was the only school I got into. That I failed almost all the AP classes I took. That I didn’t even pass any of the exams. That I ended up graduating with a 2.9 GPA weight and probably more like 2.6 unweighted. I feel so much shame that I am always too afraid to just be honest and unapologetically me about it. 

i still feel on edge being home. it went well at first and im doing my best to just be a good steward and a good daughter/sister for my family. i had a fairly deep and insightful conversation with my sister this morning. i got to watch a movie and learn more about my mom today. ive been doing my best to not be bitter but to just instead be grateful and present in the moment. i got to talk to my dad last night when he drove me home from the airport and actually offered to buy me in n out. i was even surprised when my mom agreed to watch a movie with me today. and i was more surprised when she was actually willing to spend over $100 on me today at uniqlo just so i have more clothes. i was really timid in asking and was afraid she would immediately say no and question why i even thought to bother asking at all. 

but i am really stressed and on edge. im afraid that my sister is going to tell me im being annoying and talking too much so im trying to be aware of how much i talk and what i say so as to not get on her nerves. im afraid of eating too much food and my mom calling me fat or there being another miscommunication like my junior year and shit just hitting the roof and everything going down the hole. i really dont want that to happen again and im doing my best to keep open communication and pretend like everything is fine and pretend to be chill and calm and normal and fine when i am definitely not. 

a part of me wants to reach out to pjosh and ask how he thinks ive grown this past year. i know he believes i have and maybe i just want to hear it from him rn for my own sanity and to feel validated and know that i have done some good even if i cant see it right now. but i also dont want to be so dependent and clingy and reliant on him. i do want to do my best to just take this time back home to really process and reflect and re-evaluate my life so i can come back stronger than ever to chicago when i do eventually return. sigh. i do really want to do a good job.

at least im pretty happy with how i left things in chicago! i did feel present and like i was a part of the community monday night with the other movement kids. i was happy. and i was pretty nervous to post a “see you later! have a great summer” post in our chat but ended up just going for it anyway and actually got some positive responses from people im not even very close to. i was happy. im glad i got to hangout with them one last time before leaving.  and i was really happy when david made an effort to greet me and side hug me when he got to my apartment ^_^ im really glad we’re on good terms again.

no wonder people didnt like me for so long. i was so bitter and in my own head about everything for so long and couldnt let go of it bc it had become my identity. i just constantly carried around negative energy wherever i went. 

but i do want to do better.

and, i want to get back with God. I’ve been too afraid to so far. I think in large part bc im worried about how other people view me or going too far or losing my community or what i do have now. but i think the solution to all my problems and how to get back on track with God is to simply be present and honest and vulnerable with Him. It’s to allow myself to feel everything ive been denying/avoiding. It’s to let myself cry free of judgment. It’s to just be present and here and with God and intentional and deliberate in the space I have with Him. It’s to just be.

and i hope i can get there. 

please God.

i pray this all in your name,

amen.

[zacayas]

no real regrets

first fic im writing abt olaya since me and ana gave up on zm

maya hooks up with ollie at a frat party and zm ends. apart of the um d&n au bc i can.

honestly this is just a (kinda) drunk!maya fic for ana

word count: 3327

When Maya walked into Delta Nu Gamma - the first frat house she happened upon throwing party - and up the front steps, planning on ignoring the toll person and heading straight inside when a voice caught her off guard. “Maya Hart?” Stopping in her tracks, she looked over only to have to crane her neck up to meet the eyes of some tall mousy haired kid.

Was she supposed to know him? He looked somewhat familiar.

He must’ve caught on to the fact that he wasn’t registering to her because he supplied an answer. “Oliver Grayson.” Oh, now she remembers. AHS pride and joy, the golden boy. He was always the talk of the school, you couldn’t walk into their old high school on a Monday without hearing about his accomplishments during the Friday before. Even people from her old crowd would talk about him, plenty of them thought he was good looking. Something, it seems, that hasn’t changed.

“Ah, yes, The Golden Boy,” he gave her a sheepish smile at the comment.

Unfortunately because Oliver stopped her, Toll Boy noticed her, asking for the $10 entry fee. “Nah, it’s cool Goose, I got it.” Then he moved around ‘Goose’ placing a hand on Maya’s lower back, guiding her to the drinks. “Finally decided to join the party scene?” He raised an eyebrow, pouring her a cup of whatever it was that Delta bought, handing it over to her before getting his own.

“Who says I’m just joining.” He gave her a look which in return just made her shrug.

He’s right, this is her first time in the “party scene” since starting college - something that surprised everyone, Maya Hart going to college - but sometimes you just need to let loose and tonight was one of those nights. Things weren’t exactly paradise at the moment for her, school was as hard as she assumed it’d be (even if she’s only here to study art) and things with her and Zac have hit some sort of wall. She figured it would happen at some point, deep down, but after all the shit they went through in high school she just ignored the possibility of it ever really happening.

It was getting harder recently. She still loved him, he was special to her in a way no one else would be, but she wasn’t sure if she was still in love with him.

Thinking about all that put a weight on her chest she didn’t want to deal with. That’s how she ended up at Delta.

“Didn’t know you went here,” Maya said instead, ignoring her train of thought.

“I can definitely say the same.” That wasn’t surprising, no one expected her to go to college. “I figured you’d stay in New York,” her eyebrows frowned together, “I always thought NYC was like, artist heaven or something.” He continued, bringing his cup to his lips.

“How do you know I’m an artist?” her eyes narrowing, her cup weighing in her hand. Ever since that one fateful high school party where she cheated on Zac, drinking hasn’t really been something she did. And than when she and Zac went public she stopped drinking all together - she was serious about her relationship with him, her stunt at the winter formal wasn’t her only way of proving it. Now that she wanted to let loose, actually have the taste of alcohol burn the back of her throat, she felt awkward about it. It’s only been a couple of years but it’s felt like a lifetime.

“We were in the same art class for four years,” he didn’t even seemed bothered by the fact that she had no idea.

She brought her cup to her lips, taking a giant swig before commenting. It took her a second to regain her baring, the taste feeling foreign. Oliver didn’t make a comment. “Really?”

He nodded, letting out a chuckle, “Yeah. Weirdly enough, it wasn’t hard noticing when you shared a class with Maya Hart or her Band of Misfits.” He smirked at her letting her know exactly what it was that he was implying.

Her response as to roll her eyes.

Maya was surprised that she stuck around Oliver this long, knowing that she didn’t exactly come to this house to socialize with anyone. Though their session of catching up was cut short as someone came up to them, saying they needed people to play some beer game. It didn’t take a lot of convincing for Maya to make her way over to the table, the night quickly becoming a blur after that. She remembers the game, remembers doing shots with Ollie and some randoms, but after that it’s pretty much non-existent until she’s sitting on the couch with Oliver, being forced to drink water and eat bread.

“My buzz is going away,” she would say in between sips and bites.

“That’s sort of the point.” She narrows her eyes at him again but doesn’t say anything.

“What time is it?” Oliver pulls out his phone to tell her it’s just after 3. She watched as he got a couple of text messages that remind her that she probably has texts from Zac. All that makes her want to do is grab the nearest bottle of alcohol and chug it down. Instead she reluctantly just munched down on bread. Another twenty or thirty minutes went by, the alcohol pretty much gone from her system. She and Ollie stayed sitting on the couch, kind of talking kind of not. For someone she's never really talked to, she had no problem sitting with him now. They sort of had the same sense of humor.

Though she always sort of knew that, she vaguely remembers going back and forth when it came to ragging on their old history teacher. Vaguely.

She wasn’t sure how it happened, who leaned forward first, but before she knew it, they were sitting on that couch making out. It’s been awhile since she’s kissed someone that could keep up with her. Don’t get her wrong, she enjoyed kissing Zac, but the boy wasn’t exactly the most experienced. Oliver knew what he was doing, with a lot more than just kissing.

At some point they headed up stairs, clothes got discarded. Maya didn’t really feel the guilt until the next morning when she woke with Oliver’s arm draped around her waist. She moved his arm off her, not really caring about being careful, and started collecting her clothes. “Where you going?” Oliver’s groggily voice asked, making her look up at him as she pulled a leg through her pants.

“Home,” Maya replied. pulling on her shirt. She looked at her phone to check the time and saw her notifications have been blown up by Zac. “Jesus.” His name glaring up at her, making her stomach turn. She knows after this there is no way they were going to last. She fucked this up.

It’s been fucked up for a long time.

Maya was correct about her and Zac not lasting. At first she avoided talking to him for the first two days, not sure what she would say and not really wanting to deal with the matter. By day three she finally answered his FaceTime just to tell him that she fucked up, fucked some guy. Just as blunt as she could make, no point in sugar coating it. At first he was quiet, just staring at her through the phone before he went off. She didn’t blame him. This is the second time this has happened - the first going as far as she did - and she was completely sober when she made the choice to sleep with Oliver.

He yelled at her about how he shouldn’t be surprised that she was sleeping around, that he couldn’t believe he forgave her after the first time. Couldn’t believe he allowed himself to fall in love with her.

It made her cringe, but she took it all. She was aware that after this, there would no long be “Maya and Zac”, hell, there would be no Zac in her life ever again. She didn’t eve care to correct him about the fact that she was sleeping around. Up until she met Oliver, she had been completely faithful to Zac. But she had no energy to or felt any need to say otherwise. Let him hate her, God knows she deserved it.

She didn’t go to another party since than, concentrating on her studies and spending most of her time alone at a coffee shop just off campus. She hadn’t seen Oliver since that night and, though it was a great night, she was thankful for it. Truthfully she wasn’t sure what she’d do if she saw him and what she needed more than anything was to just concentrate on herself. It’s the one thing that she and her mom agreed on after she called her up pending the breakup with Zac.

Dating Zac did help her grow some, got her to want to college and not be as much as a misfit as she once was. But she wasn’t sure who she was by herself and now that she was single that’s what she needed to figure out.

A month or two passed before she ran into Oliver Grayson again. She was at her usual spot in the coffee shop when his voice grabbed her attention. It was a moment of vague remembrance, but when she looked up and saw his mousy brown hair she knew why it sounded familiar. He was standing there with some people who didn’t register at all to her, smiling and chatting it up. It almost made her want to draw him, but she pushed the urge away, returning to writing the essay due in two days time.

Her ears seem to have a mind of their own however, picking up small parts of his conversation.

“Matthews, I’m telling you, no one fucking cares.” The words came from one of his friends, “Ow, what the hell.”

“Don’t talk to Riley that way,” Oliver said, “Unlike us, she’s a pure soul. We must keep it in tack. It’s our only redeeming quality.”

A feminine laugh followed, “That’s the stupidest thing you’ve ever said Ollie.”

“No. I’m sure I’ve said stupider things.” At that moment, Maya looked up again to see Oliver smiling down at a brunette in jeans and a flower blouse. She just got a side view of her face but Maya could tell she was attractive. Definitely Maya’s type, if she was looking for someone to pick up.

Just at that moment however, Oliver looked in her direction and caught her eye. Of course, she thought, letting out a sigh. Without so much as a second thought, he made his way over to her, sitting in the vacant chair across from her.

“I don’t remember inviting you to sit down,” she commented, looking at him over his laptop screen.

He shrugged, “I had a feeling I wasn’t gonna get one.”

“So why did you sit down?”

He shrugged again, “I decided to invite myself,” he reached over and picked up her notebook, scanning over the notes she took. “I always enjoyed the work of Caroline Woolard.”

“You know of Caroline Woolard?” She took her book back, raising an eyebrow.

“Kind of, Mom has a couple of her pieces,” he smiled at her, “Anyways! He got up, scooting the chair in, “there’s gonna be another party at Delta if you want to stop by this weekend, if not...” he took her pen and her notebook back again and wrote down his number. “Put it to good use. I have World studies every Wednesday and the professor is the worst.” He gave her a wink and went back to his group of friends, dropping an arm around the only girl there.

She put the number in her phone, though she wasn’t sure why, but never did text Oliver. Not until a good month later. Midterms were coming up and she was starting to stress out and needed some sort of way to get relief. It’s how at 2 am on a Thursday night that she texted him asking if he was free - her roommate having gone home for the weekend, thank God. It didn’t take long for her to convince him to come over, clothes being discarded almost as soon as he walked through her dorm door.

The booty calls sort of became a routine thing. They never really got personal, he’d show up at her dorm - occasionally she’d show up at the frat house - she’d get the release she’d need and that was it. It worked and Maya didn’t feel like she was going against the whole “finding herself” thing she agreed to do.

That was until another month went by and a lot of the students went home for Thanksgiving break. Somehow during that small four day weekend, instead of the usual hit it and quite it, they ended up actually spending time together. Somehow, well Maya was getting dressed he convinced her to go get pizza with him for some sort of attempt at Thanksgiving. They ended up in some hole in the wall that Oliver swore was the best pizza around.

“I know why I didn’t go home,” (they both sort of knew why) Maya said, pizza in hand, “But why didn’t you?”

“Since the divorce they’re pretty much people you want to avoid,” Oliver took a sip of his Coke, “Don’t get me wrong, love ‘em to death, but I’d rather not have to watch the screaming match of a decade happen well I try to peacefully eat mash potatoes.”

The conversation moved on from the serious topic quickly, Oliver bringing up some stories about high school. He’d mention events that were sort of caused by her old Band of Misfits, laughing at her attempts to defend their antics. They both knew that was a lost cause, there was nothing really that could justified.

“Listen, I had no part in that one okay. Johnson decided to let the fireworks off during the dance all on his own.” The mention of their freshman dance were the gym caught fire bringing a smirk to her face.

“You guys were honestly insane.” She nodded, her smirk growing. “And of course you’re proud of that.” He rolled his eyes.

“What about you? Didn’t you ever do anything ‘crazy’ during high school?”

“Never lite a gym on fire if that’s what you’re asking.” She gave him a look, “I once went with a bunch of people to a cabin and went skinny dipping with a couple of girls?”

“That’s weak.”

He mocked an offended look. “Not all of us can have crazy life styles Maya!” He threw his hands in the air, shaking his head.

She let out a small laugh, but truthfully she wasn’t sure if that’s what she call what she had in high school. It could get crazy she supposed, but the rumors were crazier than anything she ever really did back than. They sat in silence for a couple minutes before Oliver opened his mouth again, “Actually, I was convinced to spend the night in an old abandoned asylum that was said to be haunted. If you ask my buddy Trae, that was the craziest thing I’ve done.”

Maya shook her head, “Why would you spend the night in a haunted asylum.”

“Said to be haunted,” he corrected. She narrowed  her eyes. “It was nearing Halloween and my girlfriend at the time suggested it. Everyone but Trae thought it was a splendid idea.”

“Trae seems like the rational one.”

“He was.”

She leaned forward, resting her elbows on the table. “So... did the place turn out to be haunted.”

Oliver shrugged, “We thought we saw a figure or two but there was nothing really to prove it. Not sure if I really believe we saw anything or if it was just our minds playing tricks on us.”

“Are you saying you don’t believe in ghosts?”

“Nah, I believe in ghosts, I just don’t think we saw anything that night.” The rest of the night was them talking about possible experiences they’ve had - Maya lived in a shitty part of New York were more than one person has died around her neighborhood, all the kids living their knew a couple of the areas were bound to be haunted. From their they talked about memories in high school, things that are going on in their lives now, almost anything and everything.

It’s been a long while before Maya got this deep with anyone.

She didn’t share much about her personal life, but she was sharing more than she had in a long time.

They were at the coffee shop, Maya actually letting Oliver sit with her as she stuffed, when some randoms came around. “Hey Ollie.” Maya continued to work, but she couldn’t ignore the sweet tone of voice that said his name. She didn’t even have to look up to know Oliver was smiling at whoever spoke.

“Hey Riles.” From her peripheral she could see that he leaned back in his chair. “What’s up?”

“We’re stoppin’ in to get coffee dumbass.” A new voice said. “Ow. Jeez Riley.” Oliver laughed.

“Oh! Okay. Riley, Jones, this Maya.” At this point she looked up, giving the two new comers a forced smile, “Maya. Riley - she went to high school with us - and Jones, her boyfriend.”

Riley sent her a bright smile, one that went from ear to ear and Maya wondered if it hurt, smiling that wide. “Hi! Yeah, I remember you. Didn’t you date Zac?” Maya recoiled at his name. She tried not to give her ex much thought, the guilt of everything that happened still kind of there.

“Um. Yeah.”

Riley’s smile didn’t falter, “I used to date his younger brother,” Maya nodded, looking at Oliver for some sort of social queue on what she was supposed to do. She didn’t do well with small talk and she never really cared to learn how.

“I don’t think she cares Matthews,” Jones said, quietly but enough for everyone to hear.

Oliver let out another laugh, shaking his head. “We still on for Friday?” That caused Maya to raise and eyebrow, curious about what they were going to do Friday.

“Yup!” Again Riley looked over at Maya again before turning attention back to Ollie. “Is Maya coming?”

Oliver opened his mouth, shut it, gave Maya a thoughtful look before shaking his head. “I haven’t asked her yet.” Riley let out a small hum but didn’t say much after that. Soon enough her name got called for her coffee and they were out of their hair.

As if nothing interrupted them, Oliver went back to his work, highlighting things here, jotting down notes there. All Maya did was stare at him with narrowed eyes. About 30 seconds passed before she decided to ask, “What’s going on Friday?”

“A bunch of us are taking a trip up to Universal Studios,” he replied, not even looking up.

“Oh?”

“Yeah.” He turned a page in his book, “I’ve been meaning to ask you but usually I’m preoccupied with other things when we’re together.” 

She leaned forward, disregarding her current work, “And how long have you been planning this trip?”

He shrugged, “A couple days? Maybe?” He looked up at her, “Would you be interested in going?” There was something in his voice that caught her off guard, worry maybe. Outside of studying together at the cafe and that one Thanksgiving dinner, they don’t really do anything together outside having sex. Maybe he thinks she wouldn’t want to go.

“Depends.” He raised an eyebrow, “Are you paying for me?” He let out a laugh.

“Yeah.”

“Than I’d be interested.” He smiled at her but didn’t say anything else about it, returning to his work.