#send help it is 2am i have class at 9:30

[dappersautismcreature]

yall im totally going down a rabbit hole (researching wayyy past what i need to for the 4maxhalo cowboy AU im planning) but qsmpblr... did yall know binary code has existed since like, the 1500's? not quite as a code, from what i can tell (help me im literally reading some musty old pdf from 1981) but for math, in fact there is speculation it may have existed earlier. (help me i am reading an old math website from 2006 that obviously hasnt graced a screen in over a decade -__-) basically i thiink it was is that in egypt they used a shorthand (instead of modern day calculators lmao) to multiply larger numbers, for example 60X70, by dividing one number by two a bunch of times and doubling the other number the same amount of times.

so binary in computers comes from halving, mathematical roots.

there is another instance of direct language to a sort of binary substitution cipher, but instead of 1's and 0's it is A's and B's and random instead of following a pattern. this was first seen in the 1600's.

then the modern day understanding of binary code to numbers started, in the 1920's and 30's with a number represented in 1's and 0's based on halving, like this:

^^ if you look at this chart you'll see that they halve 125, but instead of using decimals, they have a remainder, and that remainder decides whether it is a 1 or a 0. isnt that interesting? this was being created in the early days of computing when basic calculations took a lot of design and thought.

so calculators, when doing big multiplications and such, will go through a series of simpler dividing and multiplying in twos, based off of the binary code assigned to the inputted factors.

like these examples

so unfortunately this means that in the wild west (im going for 1870's-90's) they sadly would not know what binary code is :((

still,, isnt this fascinating?? O____O

*holding gun up* isnnt is-isnt this fascinating O____O?

heres the sources btw: https://www.cs.cas.cz/portal/AlgoMath/NumberTheory/Arithmetics/NumeralSystems/PositionalNumeralSystems/BinarySystem.htm#:~:text=The%20modern%20binary%20number%20system,used%20symbols%200%20and%201.

[3] �Glaser, A. (1981). History of binary and other nondecimal numeration (Rev. ed.). Los Angeles: Tomash Publishers.

[ethicallysourcedhumanmeat]

my schedule is so fucked.

Mon: leave for school by 830am, leave school at 4pm go directly to work until 7:30. Home by 830 depending on errands. Homework/practice/arrange until midnight (or later)

Tues: leave for school by 8am, 12-4 rehearsals. home by 430, leave for work by 5, leave work at 830, pick kid up at karate, home by 930. Homework/practice/arrange until midnight (or later)

Wed: leave for school by 8am, rehearse for 30min, 2hrs class. Practice/run errands until lesson at 3. leave for home at 4, home by 430, leave for work by 530, leave work by 830 home by 9. homework/arranging until midnight or later

Thurs: leave by 8am class until noon. every 2nd thursday 1hr bass lesson, rehearsals from 130-530, meet kid at karate, leave dojo at 9pm, home by 930. Make sure Mike has Friday's charts for the studio. Feel guilty about not doing homework until midnight.

Fri, leave by 8, Recording Studio until 1230, Festival planning until 130, practice/warm up 1hr, lesson at 230, leave school by 330, home by 4, leave for skating by 530, leave skating by 730 home by 8. practice/homework/arrange until midnight. Force myself to do something for fun (stare at blank fanfic doc) until 3am.

sat: wake up at 7am crochet and scroll for 2 hours, clean for 1hr minimum. Transcribe/Arrange off and on all day. run an errand for my mother. Try to make myself do something (see friend's bands play usually) learn completely random song at 2am

Sun: wake up at 9am. disociate for 4 hours run and errand and do chores. Dissociate until 9pm then do whatever homework I didn't finish during the week and generally send an unhinged email to at least one of my teachers at 2am.

i started a worksheet at 9 when i got home, realized that actually i didn't need to do it, and also i needed to finish the charts for my co-write now that all the vocal melodies and horns have come back, which should have been copy paste.

I made a very simple lead sheet. clearly marked repeat numbers all they just had to do was add the extra systems, copy and paste the rhythm section into them and write their melody/lyrics in. I even exported the file so the one person not usung musescore could do it.

Dante sent me easy to insert horns, Bliss sent me his vocal melody in the format with lyrics, my vocal melody was in. I open jakob's sib file to export so i can just copy paste and...

like ok I knew I was editing his division of bar but like. Instead of using the vocal staff, he put it in piano, left all the repeats and staff/system text for the lead sheet, deleted all but a random set of chord symbols in the middle of his melody, no lyrics.

He's done the least, trued to derail us every time we were on a roll and keeps insisting he doesn't need a say in writing or arranging the instruments, and he couldn’t just do the easiest thing. like it was more work to do what he did than to just write over it.

Dante doesn't write lyrics, he stayed and contributed to the format and themes when we wrote lyrics. Jakobs argument for not helping with hirns was he doesn't play one. Neither does Dante but we all know what they sound like. Dante and bliss put an intro line together and three of us agreed on it before dante finished adding horns himself.

someone sat in the corner on his phone.

like man, suck my dick, you've been in this program 3 years and you still cant even use notes to count to 4? I'm sick of this. I should have spent 30mins finishing pitching my melody and maybe 30mins copy pasting and formatting, 2hours it took me because of this guy.

[chaeiimimi]

2 AM (Suna Rintaro X Reader)

Warning: angst! Toxic relationship mentions of drinking

Part 2

Arguments were always inevitable in relationships, but too much of it is pretty unhealthy

And that is what exactly is going on between you and Suna, you've been in each other's throat for a couple of weeks now and it doesn't look like it's about to end soon

You don't even know how it started- well yes you do know, it all started when the outside hitter from the female national team, Mira wanted to practice with him, which resorted to him coming home late and tired for weeks and taking out his fatigue on you, now all you know is you wake up to an empty bed, eat breakfast alone, leave for university, go home, cook dinner for yourself because you know he will not be joining you since he comes home so late and if he does come home early you argue over random things that doesn't even make sense, that usually results to you sleeping with backs facing each other

But today you decided that you were going to fix your relationship, it was a friday and you only had one class in the morning, after class you went to the grocery store to get yourself some ingredients for dinner and you even brought a cake from his favorite bakery

You took your phone out and texted Suna a quick "hey, can you come home early today, I'm cooking steak" you even put a shiny heart emoji at the end

You ate your lunch first and watched a few series before getting started on dinner

You were feeling good, you had music on, hips swaying side to side as you hum to the song playing on your speaker

By 7 PM everything was ready, the table was set in a fancy way, the steak was cooked to perfection with some stir fried vegetables and mashed potatoes, wine on the side, the cake was on the fridge and you even had candles to help with the atmosphere

Suna usually went home by 8 during Saturdays and it was already 7:30, waiting for half an hour wasn't so bad so you took off your apron, had a quick shower and changed your clothes into something nice, you even put on a little bit of perfume and make up

The clock struck to 8:00 and you still haven't heard the opening of the front door, thinking that something must've came up you decided to wait it out a little longer

9:00 no Suna was heard, but you were persistent, you waited patiently until you just dozed off in the couch

You woke up feeling an ache in your neck maybe due to the uncomfortable position you had in your couch, you looked at the time and it was already 2AM

And still, no Suna

A sting hit your eyes and before you know it you were already crying

'dammit' you repeat over and over again while agressively wiping your tears

You made your way to the kitchen and heated the food up and plated your own food

You went to the table and ate in silence, 15 minutes into eating that you heard the familiar click of the doorbell, it revealed a dishivelled Suna

He was taken aback seeing you aggressively stabbing the meat

"hey" he greets

You just looked at him and nodded, not having the energy to even speak

He seats at the chair in front of you, he finds it actually surprising to see you up so late, were you waiting for him? He saw your text 11 hours late and wasn't able to tell you the team was going out for drinks

"Can you not sit there?" you said finally having enough of his staring

He looks at you with a "huh?"

"I'm trying to enjoy my steak, I can't enjoy it when you're sitting right there, your food is at the kitchen, you can heat it up and eat after I'm done" you said with the most monotone voice and emptiest eyes

He was petrified, you were not screaming at him, questioning him or even starting an argument with him, you were merely asking him a favor yet it was far worst

He cleared his throat and got up, went to the kitchen and heated his food, he was so darn hungry carrying Bokuto and Atsumu to their apartments was no easy task

By the time he finished heating his food up, you were already done with yours, you didn't bother to look at him when you made your way to the sink and wash your dishes

Only then was he able to see that you were wearing the dress you wore on your first date

Suna's stomach churn in guilt, he knew he was in the wrong here and he wanted to apologize but how could he when you won't even spare him a glance

He ate quickly hoping that he get the chance to talk to you before going to bed

You took off your make-up and had a warm half-bath, slipping on your silk pajamas and brushing your hair

By the time you were done with your skincare, Suna was also finished with his shower, he waited for you to finish scrolling up and down his phone

You approached the bed and he was expecting you to lay down but you didn't, instead you took a pillow and opened the cabinet and got yourself a blanket

Suna's eyes widen

"where are you going?" he asks trying to mask the panic in his voice

"I'm sleeping in the guest room"

"what? why?"

You scoffed at his ridiculous question

"I just don't want to sleep beside you tonight" you weren't planning on hiding your hatred towards him

"wait-c-can we t-talk it out?"

"I'm tired Suna lets talk about it in the morning before I leave"

"Leave?"

"I'm going home to Miyagi, I want to take a break"

"But you haven't talked to me about this!"

You scoffed again at the Audacity

"I'm tired Suna, I'm sick of this, I feel so alone and neglected, I feel like you aren't there anymore, I don't want to end this but I need some time and think" for the first time tonight your voice hinted emotions

Suna sat there, his knuckles clenched it was turning white

He knew fully well why you're like this and he hated it because he knew it was because of him

There was a long defeaning silence between the two of you

Before the twisting of the knob interrupted followed by "there's cake in the fridge by the way, my birthday cake"

So I'm planning on making a part 2 of this and I'm accepting requests now, you can send me one with an ask, I write just about anything except for SMUT

[http-lostforever]

Give Me Credit

Paring: Namjoon x Reader Ft. hints of Yoongi, Jimin, and Jin

Genre/Warnings: College!au, fluff, crocs, enemies to lovers, unrealistic job age, overdose on coffee, foul language (what do you expect), You and Yoongi teaming up against an asshole Namjoon, hints of you being a foreigner, angst if you squint.

Summary: You’re the poorly picked Student Tutor for a philosophy class, who, never actually shows up but bribing the fairly young teacher with Starbucks seems to be working out pretty well, well it was until the annoyingly intelligent Kim Namjoon shows up. 

“You know someday you’re going to get in a shit ton of trouble from ditching class all the time.”

Your teachers voice traveled through your ears as you sat upon his desk and watched as he wiped the large white-board, ridding the surface of the lecture notes for the day. Shrugging your shoulders, even though he couldn’t see you at the moment, you sipped on your well made caramel macchiato. Eyeing the mountain of whipped cream that sat on his frappuccino with a certain hunger in your eye.

“Is that the day I don’t bring you Starbucks?” You asked while taking another sip.

“Yeah, probably.”

The two of you laughed at his answer, knowing full well that it was about 80% true. The other 20% would be someone telling for him, or actually caring that you only went to a whopping 11 classes in the whole first semester. But of course all of the girls in the class were too busy fawning over the young teacher, and you had a majority of the boys wrapped around your finger, unknowingly and unwanted, that no one said a word.

“So Mr. Min, my most favoritest teacher in the world.” Batting your eyelashes for effect and leaning forward. The blond haired male looked over, fake annoyance written across his face as he playing with your antics. With the brightest smile you could muster, you opened your mouth but he quickly cut you off.

“Touch my fucking whipped cream and I’ll fail your ass.”

“I bought the fucking thing.” You mumbled and sipped on your drink in defeat.

“And that’s not my problem.” He clapped back, but not before ruffling his hand through your hair, sending strands in every direction he could. He quickly grabbed his drink and escaped your short reach, a fiery rage burning in your eyes as you followed his every move. A heart melting gummy smile was etched into his face, one few had the privilege of see, especially during his class. 

“Nothing is ever your problem, it’s so unfair! You are like what? 5 years older than me? 6?”

“4 years and 7 1/2 months actually, but what’s your problem is that a new student will be joining your class next week. You need to be here Y/n, because you’re the student tutor it’s your job to help anyone of the students and he will need someone to help him get caught up to where we are in this semester. Just show up or else I’ll send him to you.” He slowly made his way back over to your side, sitting next to you as he sipped his drink happily.

Normally people would frown upon befriending your teacher in such a way that you even send memes to each other when it’s 2am, causing a fight between the two of you telling each other that it’s bad to be up at such an hour and the other should be getting a good night's rest.  But from the very first day you showed up (which was actually the 3rd day of school as you missed the first 2 from sleeping in.) Two cups of coffee placed in your hands (as the first one had been made wrong and the barista insisted on remaking it) and a pair of neon pink camo crocs on your feet you offered Yoongi the other cup thinking he was a student but quickly found out otherwise as he began the class with your public humiliation.

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‘Please introduce yourself, since it seems you had decided that this is your first day’ The short blond male sipped on the coffee you so graciously gave him, sneering at you as he expected for you to break down under the public embarrassment.

‘Oh yeah no problem man.’ You gave him a thumbs up and even had the audacity to walk down from the top of the lecture hall--where you chose to sit since you had decided it would be the best place to sleep during class-- and walked your happy neon croc wearing ass down each step until you stood next to him and sipped on your own coffee. ‘Hey what’s up guys I’m Y/n, I’m 21, a scorpio, I don’t really know why I took this class but it turns out I’m really good at philosophy so I decided fuck it why not, you know? I’m pretty chill and I missed the first two days because I tried to set my alarm and ended up putting it in my calculator not once but twice, wack right?”

Taking a step back you sat yourself on the teachers desk and continued talking, swinging your feet so all 250 students could see the glory that was your crocs. Mr.Min stood there with his mouth hung open in disbelief at your actions, fully expecting that you would cower beneath him and break under pressure but so far that was all not only being proven wrong, but also being thrown back in his face and shoved down his throat.

‘Uhhh my major is in philosophy so you might see me around but honestly if this class doesn’t have participation points then I wouldn’t count on it, but besides that is there anything else you want to know? Oh, Also I really like crocs, like how universal are they man, the strap is up and you are casual, yet fun. But the moment you flip that bad boy down? You’re ready to rock and roll, sports mode baby.’ You demonstrated with enthusiasm in front of the class before bringing your drink back up to your lips and looking over at your new asshole of a teacher as he stood frozen in shock.

‘Just…..just go back to your seat Miss Y/n, we’ll talk after class.’ Mr.Min whispered, his eyes wide with shock as he slowly nodded his head and walked over to the white-board to begin the lesson.

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“What do you mean I have to introduce myself? Also why the fuck is someone coming in the second semester, they should just wait till next year?!” You looked at him, brown eyes smiling down at you as you vented your anger. Everyone in class knew that if they wanted help then they email you or something, in person isn’t your thing and never will be.

“Y/n it’s just a greeting. Give the man a quick hello, smack on the ass, and call it a day. You’re not meeting the fucking queen.”

“Yeah but you also don’t have half the boys in the second year philosophy class breathing down your neck as they spam you email with poorly written promposals. I didn’t even know college had a fucking prom!” You chewed on your straw in frustration before shaking the cup around in disapproval at its emptiness.

“And having my female students ask if they can sleep with me to get their grade up is any better?” Yoongi growled, obviously frustrated at the topic which meant it happened recently for the 100th time now.

Con’s of being a hot young teacher.

“Come on Yoongi, I’ll wingman you. I’ll find you a nice date and once the girls know you’re taken they’ll stop!” Looking at him with a bright smile, he couldn’t help but smile back before picking up his large hand and placing it upon your head, a common gesture from him.

“Y/n...sometimes I forget that you are technically ranked as the top philosophy major student in this college.”

“Why because I give such great advice?”

“No...because you’re so fucking stupid.”

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With that day ending in a fake (friendly) fist fight between Yoongi and yourself, you continued your week with staying at home during class time, which was quite unfortunate since Yoongi was your friend but class wasn’t, and meeting the said boy outside of school for human interaction was your only option.

The small ding of your phone notified you of a text, quickly looking over in that direction you sighed at who texted you. Speak of the devil and he shall appear.

Yooooongle[9:55PM]: Hey don’t forget that the new kid is coming tomorrow

You[9:56PM]: Do I have to?

Yooooongle[9:56PM]: Yes

Yooooongle[9:56PM]: We talked about this

Yooooongle[9:57PM]: You’re coming to class whether you like it or not

You[9:58PM]: Bet

Yooooongle[9:58PM]: Y/n

Yooooongle[9:58PM]: Come to class or else

You[9:59PM]: Love you :-)

Yooooongle[10:00PM]: Don’t say I didn’t warn you

Yooooongle[10:01]: Love you :-(

As much as you loved the man, you really do, class just wasn’t at the top of your list for tomorrow. And it wasn’t like he was going to march into your apartment and drag your ass to class so there was nothing to worry about. Stretching your arms over your head you slowly stretched yourself out before heading to bed.

Waking up with no alarm was nearly euphoric, the birds chirping next to your windowsill as you raised from the bed like the true Disney princess you are, it was bliss. What also was bliss was the knowledge that Yoongi’s class was already 30 min in and you hadn’t been interrupted yet, meaning the threats he sent were empty (which you already guessed they were) but sure enough you’ll show up in his break time with coffee and a bright smile on your face, making him forgive you instantly.

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“Class who can tell me the meaning of life according to Socrates?” Yoongi yelled out into the crowded hall, which magically was silent as a morgue as he looked for anyone who could answer. With no hands raised and his patience growing thinner by the second, not only from you being gone but also that this was the easiest question he could ask the class, he slammed his hand on his desk and sighed. “Did anyone actually do the reading? Anyone?”

“According to The Apology of Socrates, written by Plato, An unexamined life is not worth living. Socrates believed that life was meaningless if he could not continue to seek out knowledge and believed that ignorance in man was evil.” A airy, yet deep voice echoed through the silent hall. Startling Yoongi as his back was turned towards the door, turning around he nodded towards the tall male. Acknowledging that he was in fact correct, then proceeded to write it on the board.

“Students talk among yourselves for a few.” Yoongi called out before walking toward the newcomer.

“You must be Mr.Min, I’m Kim Namjoon. I must say you are much younger than I expected.” Namjoon let out a hearty laugh while Yoongi laughed awkwardly to fill the silence.

“Yes I get that a lot, now Namjoon I have a student tutor who can help you get caught up with the assignments and such, not that there is a ton since we just started the semester.”

“Oh no need to worry Mr.Min I won’t need any help, I was the top philosophy major in my previous college so this should be easy for me.” Namjoon smiled, one that seemed to rub Yoongi the wrong way for some reason.

“Are you saying my class is easy Mr. Kim?” Yoongi shot back quickly, analyzing Namjoon’s face as he paled at the thought of openly insulting his teacher.

“No no no no I’m sorry sir- I didn’t mean to offend you! I’m sure you’re class is perfectly adept and at the level it needs to be!” He stumbled over his words causing Yoongi to snicker. If there was one thing Yoongi didn’t like more than you not showing up to class with his regular coffee, it was a student who tried to kiss his ass. With his threat to you fresh in his mind he intended to get back at the both of you.

“I’ll let you off this once Kim but to do so I need you to do me a favor.”

“Anything!”

“Here’s the address of my student tutor, please go bring her to class for me.”

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Freshly showered and smelling like god hand picked flowers and rubbed them on your body, you were feeling good. It wasn’t everyday you got to have a morning like this, some days you had Chemistry at the ass crack of dawn and each day you tried to see how close you and your lab partner Jimin could get to lighting something on fire without the professor noticing. You loved the little squirt with all your heart, he was a greasy kid at first. Intelligent as all hell in Chemistry which helped him get into a higher level class right away, but with the constant compliments and cheesy ways of asking you out on a date, you decided you had enough.

But when he tried to back hug you while you happened to be messing around with the schools bleach and the white vinegar you smuggled off of your closest culinary major, Seokjin (who loves hearing about your adventures in class since his are always boring or about rejecting girls) you poured a bit too much and instantly the heated concoction began to produce a heavy Chlorine gas which caused the lab to get evacuated and class was off for a week before it cleared out for sure.

Jimin learned that you were a bit on the carefree side and he needed to be careful around you, but the real respect came from him seeing you hand Yoongi a caramel frappuccino and swiping the whipped cream just as he was about to eat it. Nearly every student was scared of Yoongi, he was ruthless with grades and if you interrupted him once, he had no problem with docking your points for that day. But for some strange reason instead of flunking you from his class, Yoongi set his drink down and wrapped his arm around your head while giving you the worst noogie of your life.

The lesson was never learned but with a reward of a ticked off Min Yoongi and a mouth full of whipped cream, who could ever stop? Pulling the most comfortable pair of (slightly) fashionable joggers and a graphic tee with Jin’s favorite selfie of 2019 (gifted to you for your birthday by the man himself), your trusty black crocs, and a light running jacket, you were ready to roll out.

The first thing on your list was to waste some time at the nearest starbucks until Yoongi’s class was over and you could apologize with his favorite drink. But just as you were about to grab your bag, a round of knocks echoed off your door confusing the hell out of you.

Did Yoongi actually come to my house?

Setting your bag down you slowly walked over to the door, grabbing the handle with caution and opening it at a snail's pace you were met with a tall man, dark skin and honey brown hair. You nearly laughed at the thick rimmed glasses that rested upon his button nose, but the look of pure annoyance that was written on his face caused you to hold your tongue.

“Mr.Min sent me to-”

“Tell Yoongi that I don’t want anymore strippers at my house. The three in the bathroom are enough to deal with anyway, do you know how many fucking boxes of lucky charms they’ve asked for? 6! 6 boxes! That’s a lot!” You rambled, laughing at your own joke while he stayed silent.

“No, I’m not a- Mr.Min sent me to come.”

“Ohhhhhh I got it, sorry man I know that I’m cute and all but coming to my house is a bit much man. How did you get Yoongi to give you my address anyway? Isn’t that like an invasion of privacy or something? Eh actually he’d give it away for a corn chip who am I kidding. Sorry kid the answers no, I’m a free spirit of the wind, here how about this? It’s not you, it’s me. There...now see ya!” You began to close the door, ready to grab your bag and head out but Namjoon had other plans.

Grabbing the closing door with his obnoxiously large hands he slammed it open, the look of annoyance was now replaced with a nice emotion between pissed and rage. He let himself into your house and slowly cornered you.

“Listen here, don’t fucking say another word or I swear to god I will sew your mouth shut.”

You nodded, eyes wide and lips sealed shut. Not at his threat but more so you could keep the laughter from coming out.

“This is a fat disappointment.” Namjoon snickered as he looked you up and down.

“What do you mean?” You straightened up, head tilted to the side out of curiosity.

“That you’re the student tutor, I mean look at you. There’s no way you can be the top student.”

“Well coming from you that doesn’t mean much, give you a pair of round glasses and I’d mistake you for willy wonka any day!” You said with a fake laugh “Let alone the fact that you base intelligence off of looks, aren’t you supposed to be a philosophy major?”

“At least I’m not the one wearing crocs like it’s still cool.”

“Don’t ever insult the crocs man, that’s crossing the line.”

“When was Socrates trial?”

“399 BC”

“Wow so she does know a thing or two, I’m genuinely surprised. After looking at the teacher who runs the class I wasn’t sure if we would actually be learning philosophy or how to be a soundcloud rapper 101.” Namjoon sneered closing the front door then leaning against it. “To be completely honest I’m not even sure if you’ll compare to my intelligence considering the teacher is not even a year older than me, maybe I should apply and you can be my little pet?”

Now normally someone insulting you was like a slight breeze, it wasn’t important and not everyone can like you so you’ll let it slide most the time. Now your friends? That a completely different subject, no one and you mean no one, insults your friends.

“What did you just say?” You slowly looked up, a deep rage filling your eyes as Namjoon looked around your house. Not measuring how angry you had gotten in the last second.

“What I’m sure the change would be nice for you. Maybe you can follow me around and actually learn something for once, I’m sure other benefits come with the job to- oh” He looked over from your kitchen, observing the oddly cute knick knacks here and there and the small Ryan plushie Jimin had given you in attempt of courting you that sat upon the fridge. Slowly dragging his eyes from the kitchen to you he was caught mid sentence, slight fear filling his chest as he saw the look of pure hatred that filled your glare.

“I would be real fucking careful about what you’re going to say next..”

“Namjoon, Kim Namjoon.” He smirked, clearly getting a kick at how angry you got.

“Okay Kim Namjoon, you fucking insult my friends one more time I’ll make sure to rip your balls clean from your body and show the word just how good you are at deepthroating them, got it?” Yoongi certainly had rubbed off on you.

“Let’s go then.”

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It didn’t get better from there.

Although Yoongi wasn’t too happy as you told him what the walking tree giant had said, he got a kick out of your reaction as well and promised himself that if he was able to, you’d be paired with the narcissistic asshole as much as humanly possible. But the first challenge was getting you to even show up, and with the knowledge that Namjoon would be there everyday. It’s going to be impossible for you to even think of going on campus.

“Yoongi you don’t understand, he said I’m your pet! Your pet!” You yelled as Yoongi sat on the edge of his desk watching you pace back and forth in curiosity. Grabbing your hand as you paced by he quickly pulled your body onto his and cupped your soft face with his large and calloused hand.

“I can’t let him take my pet away from me, now can I?” Yoongi cooed softly into your ear. If it wasn’t for the knowledge that he was 100% joking you’d probably swoon any day now.

“Woof” You mocked before being pried from Yoongi’s grip and into the muscular arms of another.

“She’s not your pet Min!” Jimin scowled at him, hilariously petting your head as he cradled you against his chest and away from the pouting Yoongi.

“I don’t believe she’s yours either half-pint.”

That voice.

That fucking voice.

Namjoon waltzed in, packet of papers gripped loosely in his hand as he closed the distance between himself and the 3 of us.

“I just wanted to stop by and congratulate Y/n on receiving the 3rd highest score on her Chemistry test.” A mocking smirk rested on his devil-like plump lips.

“3rd?” You quickly ripped the papers from his hands, yours in your right hand with a mocking 97% scribbled at the top and his in your left with a 99%. “Who’s second?” You asked looking at Namjoon once again.

“That’d be me.” Jimin whispered from above, his arms sliding down from your shoulders to rest on your waist. A loud scoff erupted from Namjoon as he looked between the two of you.

“Jimin I thought you’d be smarter than to lower your standards to such a girl.”

The room went silent, each boy looking between you and another. Waiting, analyzing what the next move was. To say it hurt was an understatement but you weren’t going to let him get to you. 

“Anyway I’ll see you tomorrow Y/n, let’s hope you get a higher score than me on the philosophy quiz.” And with that he walked off to his next class leaving the three of you still encased in silence. 

“Y/n-”

“No I’ll beat him if it’s the last thing I do!” You yelled, breaking out of Jimins hold, the grabbing your bag and running out of the lecture hall. Leaving not only your wallet but half full starbucks as well.

“Hey Mr.Min?” Jimin timidly asked, hands fidgeting with the hems of his blue shirt as he looked at his shoes.

“What happened to the confidence you had before Jimin?” Yoongi mocked the younger.

“I.....I was wondering if you could help Y/n out on her test? I don’t like the way Namjoon treats her and maybe if she gets a higher grade than him, he’ll leave her alone.” 

“Jimin, no wonder you like Y/n, you both are so stupid. She’s not our #1 for nothing, and even if she gets the highest score. Namjoon won’t stop until he gets what he wants.” Yoongi huffed out then took a sip of the drink you brought him. 

“And what’s that?”

“Her.”

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You went home with a fire in your eyes and a war in your heart, nothing was going to stop you from studying like a madman for the quiz tomorrow. There was no way in hell you were going to let that asshole Namjoon get a better score than you on a test that’s right in your field.

With the fuzziest pj’s you could find and all of your hair pushed back by a headband you were ready to start. Padding through your phone one last time to find the perfect playlist and to set a timer, a quick text pops up on the top of your screen.

Unknown[8:26PM]: are you ready for tomorrow?

Unknown[8:26PM]: Btw this is Namjoon, figured you weren’t smart enough to figure it out so I saved you the time.

You[8:27PM]: Am I supposed to be impressed or can I block you now?

Unknown[8:28PM]: You wouldn’t block me

You[8:28PM]: Bet

This user has been blocked

Just as you set your phone down and finally prepared yourself to study a loud pair of knocks hit your front door causing you to groan inwardly and throw yourself of the comfy desk chair (which had the heater pointed at it) and begin to head down the hallway, blanket burrito and all.

The knocks sounded again, this time a tiny bit louder. With no hesitation you flung the door open, not fully ready to see a disheveled Namjoon standing at your door as it was surprisingly pouring rain. His honey colored hair stuck to his forehead and his glasses were wet with water droplets, no doubt he was not currently able to see, and his dark green hoodie was soaked fully. It looked as if he ran here.

“Why in the ever loving fuck are you here?” You snapped at him, clearly not ready to greet a guest. Let alone your self proclaimed arch-nemesis.

“Unblock me now.” His voice was curt and eyes hardened.

“You’re telling me that you ran all the way over here to tell me to unblock you? Are you fucking with me?!” You ran your hand through your hair, or as much as you could, with disbelief. He seriously is gonna be like this?

“I said unblock me Y/n.” 

“Namjoon I don’t even know how you got my number in the first place, but that definitely does not mean that you can just run over here in the rain and bang on my door whenever you feel like it!” You began to yell at him, slightly agitated that he would be pulling a stunt like this, especially this late at night. 

“Y/n-”

“No Namjoon, ever since you showed up you have made it clear that you hate me for some odd fucking reason. You’ve made it your lifes mission to make me feel like I’m not as intelligent as you and now you’re running to my door like a madman in a romance film and freaking out over me blocking you?!”

“Fine you want me to make your life hell? I’ll do that then.” He spat the quickly whipped around and stomped off into the rainy night.

“I DIDN’T EVEN SAY THAT, WHAT THE FUCK.”

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With the clear evidence of no sleep hanging below your eyes you trudged into the philosophy lecture hall, coffee-less and tired as all hell. And if you being there wasn’t a shock for everyone, it was the icing on the cake when you didn’t even realize Yoongi was trying to get your attention the whole time and instead you marched right past him and made your way to your designated seat. 

You know, the one right fucking next to Kim Namjoon.

“Aww did someone stay up all night studying?” Namjoon joked with whoever decided he was decent enough to be a friend. Glaring at the said male you sat down in your chair and slowly lowered your head onto the table, you felt sick to your stomach. 

“Come on Y/n it’s rude not to answer people, or maybe you should go back home and relearn Korean if it’s too hard for you. Who are we kidding? It’s a surprise that you even learned this much Korean in the first place!” Namjoon and all of his friends barked out in laughter as they taunted you. 

Yoongi who could hear most of what they were saying was beyond furious, but as he handed out the tests he stopped at your table.

“Y/n please see me after class.” Yoongi spoke softly, careful incase you were feeling sick or had a headache, but also to give you a sense of comfort from himself. 

“Ooooh is Y/n in trouble? Not surprised since she never actually shows up to class. Maybe she really isn’t as smart as everyone thinks she is, maybe she’s been fucking the teacher this whole time and he’s just been giving her A’s as a cover up for her stupidity-” You quickly looked at the test, a 10 question test with mildly detailed parts. Slamming the paper down you fill out each one in a record time of however long Namjoon had been taunting you for, plus a minute or two. Standing up and cutting off his sentence you placed the paper on Yoongi’s desk and stormed out of the hall in a rage. 

Just as the door was closing you could hear Yoongi call out your score,

“Y/n 100%”

The echoing of the door filled your ears as you sped through the halls and towards the culinary kitchen, in a moment like this there was no comfort like the arms of the one and only Kim Seokjin. Slamming the stainless steel double doors open and tying your hair up, you are met with the displeasing sight of Jin surrounded by a handful of fangirls as they watched his decorate his practice cake for the finals in a few months.

Hearing the doors slam shut he barely lifts his head, normally uninterested with who shows up but the teary eyed look that was painting your face was enough for him to request for everyone to immediately leave. Within seconds he had his large arms wrapped around you, crushing your head into his broad chest as he cooed into your ear. 

His back was facing the door so anyone who came in would only see the broad shouldered man hugging something, but with your constant bad luck streak a handful of voices filled the kitchen.

“You should have seen her, she was out of there faster than a bat out of hell.” His deep yet distinct voice made your body stiffen, signalling Jin that whoever that voice belonged to was the one who made you like this. His protective instincts kicked into full gear as his favorite baby cub (You being his first, Jimin being second, and Yoongi could be considered third) was distressed by a boy. 

“What? I’m probably right I mean she’s never in class yet always has the highest score. How can that not be suspicious? She has to be fucking Min.” Namjoon continued on, sadly on his part, giving Jin a pretty good rundown of why you were like this. 

The second Namjoon walked in and saw a fairly tall and broad male hugging someone he was about to tell the others they should just leave, but as he made his way around and the same mustard yellow hoodie you were wearing filled his vision he stopped. 

“Well, we found the bat boys.” One of the other boys mocked, “Hey dude why are you hugging her for so long,don’t you know she’s fucking Min?”

“Who even is this guy anyway?” Namjoon asked, walking closer to the two of you before Jin slowly unlatched himself from your crying form, a small sob ringing through Namjoon’s ears like a bell as he immediately stopped in his tracks with wide eyes.

Jin slowly turned around, placing you behind him and earning a few gasps of shock from your bullies. 

“You-You’re Kim Seokjin! We’re sorry!” Two of the four boys scream then run out of the kitchen like chickens with their heads cut off. Thus leaving Namjoon and a tall boy with straight black hair and bunny teeth. Seokjin looked over towards Namjoon, a deadly glare in his eye as his hands gripped your arms tightly. 

“We’re going to take this outside in just a secon-”

“Jin” Your voice was surprisingly strong for how much you were beginning to crumble at the moment. “It’s fine just let them be, I’m going to head home anyway.

Giving Namjoon a ghost of a glance you passed by him, hand in hand with Jin and exited the culinary room in mission of going home for the day.

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It was the fifth day in a row that you woke up and it seemed like a dark cloud had been cast over you, your normal happy giddiness was gone, hiding away in the shadows. You didn’t feel like yourself lately to the point, you picked a pair of worn out nikes over your school-wide famous crocs. Slowly dressing in more of a grey and black color scheme, a complete 180 from your normal bright and happy wardrobe. 

Something was wrong, be it the constant bullying from Namjoon or how his words were finally starting to get to you, it wasn’t normal and everyone knew that. Especially when you walked into Philosophy class (on a normal day at that), dark grey sweater hanging loosely from your body and a pair of black joggers on your legs, no color was found on your outfit. You set a small cup of coffee onto Yoongi’s desk with no greeting, not meeting the eyes of the shocked and terrified teacher as he noticed the drastic change in your personality.

He always made fun of how you always wore bright colors but secretly admired how you were never afraid to wear a color or pattern with the belief that if you thought you looked good in it then other people must too. But as he looked at the black monochromatic colors that were on your body he couldn’t help but feel terrified at what was truly going on in that head of yours for you to not only not greet him whatsoever but also be so muted and depressed.

You silently made your way up the steps and towards your seat, ignoring the shocked whispers of everyone around you as they were wondering the same thing as your teacher and dear friend. But most of all you looked down at your black shoes as you slowly made your way into your seat, ignoring the absolutely petrified look that was displayed on Namjoon’s face. 

His eyes raced your body for any type of color that could be secretly hidden in your clothes, a simple trick that you were going to take off the sweater and yell out a ‘happy late april fools!’ with your normal jolly smile on your face. But as his eyes met yours all he could focus on was how dark the circles under your eyes had become, how your nose and lips were red and puffy from crying but only noticeable from the close proximity he was at. 

“Oh wow she actually showed up to class! Whats with the black are you depressed now? Did Mr.Min start refusing your service or did he realize your too stupid for his taste?” One of Namjoon’s friends taunted you from behind. Tears threatened to spill from your eyes but you were quickly saved as Yoongi passed by with the test in his hand and slammed it on the males desk, giving him a firm glare and a quick ‘shut your fucking mouth’.

You looked at the paper, it was as if you couldn’t think or see straight no matter how hard you tried. You couldn’t think of anything as an answer so you glanced around, from the corner of your eye you could see Namjoon glance at your paper, you’d think he’s concerned but from your past experiences all you could assume was that he was mocking you, and you give up. You give him what he wants. 

Writing your name at the top and a quick ‘I’m sorry’ at the top you gathered your things in a hurry and raced down the wooden classroom steps, setting your paper on Yoongi’s desk your eyes met as he pleaded silently for you to stay and explain what was going on. But with a shake of your head you walk out the door, all eyes on you then on Yoongi as he sighs and grabs you paper, crumpling the edges slightly.

“Y/n 0%”

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Yoongi wasn’t sure about what to do, you were his best friend, only friend at that. But ever since Namjoon started his bullying shit you became, different. More isolated, quiet, and now you were wearing no color whatsoever. And if that’s not a cry for help then he doesn’t know what is. Looking down at your test paper he sighs as he stares at the blank sheet, nothing but a small messily scribbled ‘I’m sorry’ written at the top. 

To be completely honest he wanted to beat the living shit out of Namjoon and his friends for making you feel like this, for taking away his sunshine. He was even more nervous at how Jimin and Jin were going to react, considering the two are much more touchy and emotional towards you, compared to himself. Setting your paper down he looks up slowly, eyes burning with their dark rage as he meets the apologetic eyes oh Kim Namjoon. 

“Mr.Kim you will be meeting me after class.

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Jimin was unaware of the current situation at hand, considering he was double majoring in dance and Chemistry. An odd mix but he loved the two subjects so no one stopped him, and that’s what he absolutely loved about you. How the moment he told you his majors (slightly afraid that you were going to make fun of him like the others) your eyes lit up with amazement as you questioned him.

‘So are you gonna be a chemist by day and a dancer by night? Oh my god that’s so fucking cool!’ 

You were supportive of him no matter what he did and he adored you for that, the happiness that you carried with yourself was addictive to him as he was a worry wart. But being around your carefree sunshine was enough to have him ready to marry in a week.

Jin was somewhat the same, he met you as you had stumbled into the culinary room asking if anyone knew how to make a ‘good ass cup of coffee’ and suddenly requested him by name. You barged right in, ignoring the teachers threats and continued to give him a slightly detailed order of what he soon learned was Mr. Min Yoongi’s favorite drink. 

But he wasn’t taking any of your shit saying ‘do you really think that I’m some little coffee boy you can boss around?’ normally if a girl was put on the spot by Jin he would be relived of their presence soon after but instead you laughed, you fucking laughed at him  and said ‘oh Mr. Kim Seokjin if you were just some coffee boy I wouldn’t have come to you for help. Plus you are way too handsome to be just a coffee boy.’

He warmed up to you slowly, it took a few weeks before he slowly accepted your friendship, it also took a few lunch trips to your expense but you were happy with it nonetheless. And soon after a switch flipped in Jin and you became his little babygirl, nothing was allowed to harm you and the happiness you brought into his life. In fact the two of you had a knock for sharing clothes and accessories with each other so you brightened up his life in more than one way and he wouldn’t be able to imagine a life without you.

But as Jimin and Jin walked down the hall, laughing like no one could stop them (A trait they both learned from you) They never saw your huddled body walk towards them as you were normally a circus and a half wherever you went. Your shoulder hit Jimin’s roughly and he quickly turned around to apologize and continued walking, never realizing it was truly you.

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Yoongi’s eyes bore holes into Namjoons as he shifted uncomfortably under the gaze of your three best friends, of course the other two were confused as to what was truly going on as they had just walked into the room but nonetheless were staring at Namjoon as if he had done something wrong.

“What’s going on?” Jin asked Yoongi, trying to judge just what exactly Kim Namjoon could have possibly done for the man to be so livid.

“You’ll see” Yoongi spoke harshly while glaring daggers still. 

The sound of the door closing signaled for the men to all look over with joyful faces as they knew you entered the room. But the deafening sound of Jimin’s texts books hitting the ground was all anyone would hear as your colorless body walking into the lecture hall, hood pulled up over your head and you eyes facing the floor. 

“Y-Y/n” Jimin whispered gently, almost in disbelief that this was truly you standing before him, this person dressed in black and grey was truly his sunshine.

“Y/n what happened?” Jin gasped as he quickly ran over and grabbed your pale and tired face in his hands, the black bags under your eyes were more prominent than he saw the other day. 

“Y/n please listen to me.” Namjoon quickly turned towards you.

“No Namjoon, it’s okay, I get it now. I really am stupid and insignificant, I’m an idiot for being best friends with my majoring teacher and I’m sorry for insulting you. I resign as student tutor and I’ll see you all on monday, have a good weekend Mr.Min.” You voice was small, smaller than you wanted it to be but as you uttered Yoongi’s title a clear sound of heartbreak was heard through out the room.  Turning around you took one final glance at the boys who were your friends and your nemesis who you hoped could maybe, just a small sliver of a maybe be something more.

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Walking into Chemistry class on monday you wore all black once again, slowly setting your books and items on the desk and seat next to you. Ignoring the watchful eye of Jimin as he was clearly trying not to cry with how you were acting. 

“Morning Jimin.” 

“Morning Y/n.”

Those were the only words said from your mouth the entire class.

When the clock hit 11:00AM you briskly opened the door to Yoongi’s classroom, passing his desk in a rush as you had no coffee, no greeting, nothing to give to the heartbroken male as he watched you pass his desk with a hint of tears lining his sorrowful eyes. Studently slowly began to rush into the classroom, filling it within minutes. Which means the seat next to you was definitely taken from the man who started this all. 

You looked at Namjoon from his side profile, his jaw was clenched as he chewed on the inside of his cheek in frustration. 

“Hey look Y/n you seem kinda down is Mr. Mi-” 

“If you don’t fucking shut up I swear to god I’ll beat the shit out of you.” Namjoon snapped at the male behind you, then moved his chair close to yours and slowly slid off his red rain coat and draped it over your shoulders and placed the hood over your face, shielding you from the world. 

The class continued with Namjoon glancing at your nonmoving body underneath his red jacket, confusion was written on his face as you took no notes but still seemed to understand what’s going on. He slowly slid your notebook to his side of the table and began to flip through, eyes widening upon realization.

“Mr.Kim can you please open Miss Y/n’s notebook to page 57, her notes are what the class note-takers are made from as she took the previous summer to learn this years material.” Yoongi asked Namjoon but also subtly informed the class about what was truly going on.

“You mean the class note-takers are her notes? They always help me so much!”

“No wonder she can skip she already learned all of this!”

Yoongi looked over towards Namjoon and smirked before nodding his head and continuing with the lesson.

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“Y/n you have to let us in” Jimins nearly crying voice pleaded on the other side of your door. 

“Come on sunshine just let us in before I break this door down.” Yoongi casually threatened. 

You groaned loudly, wrapping yourself in the softest blanket you could find and made your way towards the door, sliding it open just a tad bit, enough to tell them to go away. But also enough for Jin to cram his fingers through and slam your door open, nearly hitting your head in the process and allowing a Jimin to fling himself on you like you were rose to a floating piece of wood.

“Jimin get off of her we need to post up real quick.” Yoongi looked at you with a soft glare as he neared you. He gently grabbed your face in his large hands and chuckled, “If you ever thought you could get rid of me that easily, you’re wrong Y/n.” 

Unexpectedly he pulled you into a hug, but nothing was like a Yoongi hug as he truly knew how to hold onto someone like they meant the world to him. His arms laced around your back and up into your hair, cradling your body against his as the two of you were comfortable in each other presence.

“Y/n I know we all just made up but we also need you to promise not to tear out heads off and feed it to Jin’s Sugar gliders.” Jimin asked, knowing you are the softest for him and would usually say yes. 

“Am I too late?” 

You body froze.

You lungs were restricting your ability to breathe as that damned voice hit your ears.

“Y/n.....can we....talk?” You turned around slowly, scared that he was all of a sudden going to pounce and worsen your condition. But so far he seemed safe, plus the boys brought him over so maybe it was safe?

You nodded slowly and followed him outside your apartment and into the frigid night as it was getting colder as fall was around the corner. Tightening your grip you wrapped the blanket closer to your body and unconsciously huddled closer to Namjoon for warmth, to which he gladly accepted and slung an arm over your shoulder and pulled you into his chest. 

It was unfamiliar and scary, being wrapped in the arms of the enemy who smelled too much like the bath and body work candles that you loved so much. It was like having a snake wrapped around your neck and expecting it not to bite.

 “I’m sorry Y/n. I’m so sorry for everything I did, for everything I started. You never deserved any of that when you did nothing wrong in the first place. And this isn’t an excuse for what I did because nothing could explain that but I was just so afraid of you. I’ve never met someone who was as smart as me but so much more kind and radiating with happiness, I was jealous and angry that so many people liked you that I tried to find any way to tear you down and by god I regret doing that.” He tightened his grip around you and slowly began rocking back and forth, burying his nose into your hair as he continued to talk.

“Please Y/n I can’t stand seeing you like this, knowing that I killed a light that so many people loved and admired is tearing me apart so please, whatever I can do to help I will. Just please find your light again.” 

You breathed in slowly, taking in his intoxicating smell before you pulled away and pulled his arms off of you. His eyes were clouded with hurt and guilt at your actions, knowing he took it past the point of no return and it was all his fault. But when you grabbed his hand and mused a small smile he felt as if his heart was bursting into millions of little pieces.

“Friends?” You tilted your head and gave him a toothy grin.

“Friends.”

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The next few weeks in class were interesting to say the least, Yoongi had once again been restored to his rightful pedestal of best friend forever. While Jin and Jimin were keeping a close eye on how Namjoon was around you, passing their test with flying colors as he confronted the class on what happened and of course as 11 AM philosophy students everyone just looked at him and gave a quick  ‘okay cool now can one of you guys explain this to me please’. 

But as the weeks went on a little rift had become a large rip between yours and Namjoon’s relationship. Where he had been eating lunch everyday with the 4 of you at break and taking you home, even hanging out for a few hours to watch movies and play games. Now have turned into him taking you home and quickly running off before you could even mutter a thanks towards the lanky boy. He also began to be more secluded during break and talked only with Yoongi then would run off as the bell sounded. 

It was a peculiar rainy day, nothing seemed to start it off on the wrong foot. Yoongi canceled class under the excuse of “My alarm didn’t go off, oops.” A direct from the email you received a half an hour before his class started. Because he was your only class for the day you were now free to do whatever you liked, which was rare on a day like this. You slowly sipped your coffee as you sat in the large windowsill placed in your living room a perfect place for relaxation on a day like this. 

Just as the warm cup touched your lips a deafening knock was banging against your door. Rolling your eyes and you knew who it was and not too happy that he had been avoiding you for the past two weeks,but you’ll humor him. Walking over to the door you fling it open to be met with an oddly familiar sight of Namjoon standing at your door, soaking wet from the rain as his hair is plastered against his forehead. His red rain jacket was keeping his clothes dry for the most part but his face was absolutely drenched. 

“Unblock me Y/n.” He whispered with a small smile on his face.

“What are you talking about Namjoon.” You couldn’t help but smile and shake your head.

He stepped up closer to you, closing the distance between your two bodies drastically, as he slowly slid his right hand down your arm until his fingers were laced between your own. 

“That night, when you blocked me.” 

“Yes I remember that night Joon.” His nickname slid of your tongue like smooth honey which cause him grin giddily. He gently pulled your body to follow his as he stepped outside into the rain, immediately the cold droplets began to hit your face as you looked up at the man before you. If you were the grinch your heart would have grown twice the size of your body just by the look of adoration he was giving you.

“I wasn’t angry at you, I was angry that I couldn’t do this. I love you Y/n, from the first time I saw you in your black crocs and shirt with Jin hyung on it I’ve loved you.” 

Slowly Namjoon lowered his face towards yours, looking into your eyes just before we both unconsciously closed them as his plump lips met yours for but a second. He pulled back, staring at each other for just a second more as the memory burned into our brains. He quickly dropped his head and fully pressed his lips against yours, latching your top between his two. His hand gently slid up the side of your arm and laced itself through your hair and onto the back of your head as he pressed our heads closer together, closing any distance between out body that could possibly be there.

With a sudden lack of air we both pulled away, lips red and pump as we gasped for breath. Namjoon gently rested his forehead against yours, a blissful sweet smile graced the two of our faces before he swooped in for another quick kiss then wrapped his arms around your body and rocked back and forth as the two of you stood in the rain.

“Will you be mine Y/n?”

“Yes. but you ever insult my crocs and were splitting.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it.”

[writing-in-riverdale]

writing prompts

1. “im not saying im gay, but I would be if they were asking.”

2. “spin the bottle is such a cliché. im in.”

3. “i have to go in there with you? i didn’t sign up to play 7 minutes in hell .”

4. “are you new here?” “we’ve been in the same math class for six years.”

5. “you really shouldn’t touch that… i told you.”

6. “i recognise you. do you have a dog.”

7. “ you’ve never seen harry potter? ”

8. “we have to stop running into each other like this.”

9. “is it weird if I say that your dad’s really hot?”

10. “i know it’s 2am but can we meet up?”

11. “i’ve waited so long for this moment, but now it’s here I don’t know how to feel.”

12. “you can’t just say that and then disappear!”

13. “would it be alright if I pet your dog?”

14. “we can’t call the police! they’ll never believe us!”

15. “why are you buying plane tickets? Are you leaving?”

16. “i don’t want to be your partner either but we have to get this assignment done.”

17. “i never hated you, you just make me feel things I don’t understand.”

18. “it’s your fault, and i don’t think this is something you can fix.”

19. “this isn’t easy for me either.”

20. “i would never do this to you if i didn’t have to. you know that, right?”

21. “can you at least promise me that?” “i don’t think I can, not this time.”

22. “im sorry but it’s very hard to focus when you’re dressed like that.”

23. “on a scale of 1 to 10, how hard to you want me to hit you?”

24. “you can’t go in there alone .”

25. “this seems like a lot of effort to go to for a mediocre joke.”

26. “you didn’t go through my photos did you?!”

27. “uhh, I went through your photos and I have some questions.”

28. “i swear to god, if you tag me in one more bad meme i’ll make you regret it.”

29. “i really want to kiss you right now. i know i shouldn’t, and somehow that makes me want it more.”

30. “you have individual ringtones for everyone? what’s mine?”

31. “why wouldn’t you lock the door?”

32. “did you know kissing burns calories?” “im happy with my weight, thanks.”

33. “your bad pickup lines aren’t cute, they’re just bad.”

34. “i don’t think you’re ever too old for trick-or-treating.”

35. “i forgot what we were fighting about in the first place.” “i didn’t.”

36. “fuck you.” “not with that attitude.”

37. “you know my house has a door? you don’t always have to use the window.”

38. “you know, i was joking in that birthday card when i said i’d help you hide a body.”

39. “wow, you really are blind!” “thanks for the update, can i have my glasses back now?”

40. “i think they have a crush on you, which sucks because i’m kinda into you.”

41. “you can’t say that in front of children!”

42. “i didn’t realise it meant so much to you.”

43. “i wish i was sorry, but I don’t regret any of it.”

44. “my friend thinks you’re cute, personally i don’t get it but this isn’t about me right now.”

45. “not everything is about you!” “untrue.”

46. “my mom told me i shouldn’t talk to strangers, and you’re definitely strange.”

47. “i can’t believe you fell asleep when i was showing you my favourite movie of all time.”

48. “you shouldn’t be out here alone, it’s dangerous.”

49. “i could lie here with you forever. i wish I didnt have to leave.”

50. “everything’s changing and i hate it! i liked the way things were.”

51. “you look so incredible, if that didn’t look so good on you i’d probably tear it off.”

52. “do you think they noticed that we left?”

53. “the funny thing is, you could have fixed this and you didn’t even try.”

54. “that was super cheesy and im lactose intolerant.”

55. “are you staring at me or are you staring past me?”

56. “sounds stupid. when are we doing it?”

57. “can we tell my parents that i’m at your house, just incase they get suspicious?”

58. “its just a blind date! whats the worst that could happen?” “i could go.”

59. “i trusted you, and so i guess i should have seen this coming.”

60. “okay, but this is the last time I bail you out!”

61. “all I know is that if you don’t tell me to stop I’m going to kiss you.”

send in requests to my ask box including the numbers and the character you what and a small plot if you have a way you want it to go otherwise i’ll put my own spin on it!!

don’t be shy to request multiple and different fandoms! im up for trying new things (celebrity’s are always welcome)

ro x🦋

[cythoughtsnmemories]

27.12.21

Request bf to go try d glide at CHIJMES after our wkday dinner. So hot! Lol but an experience lah. Shall go ice skating w him some day.

Long wkend just past so fast. Had half day on xmas eve. Watched my drama till 4 then prep and went Grace's hse for steamboat n xmas exchange. We said to buy gift of budget of $30 but I got a gift which I think at most $10 :( We played quite a few different card games and only head home ard 2am. Shag

It's okay, I got 2 surprise the next day. Woke up 9+ and meal prep alone at home. Suddenly, there was a delivery, I tot was for my sis or dad but it looks like food. I asked who ordered and d delivery man showed me the receipt. It was from my buddy aka team leader. 2 pin of Udder ice cream hehehe~ I'm so touched!

Meeting bf 12 at platform to go lunch tgt. He said he went to collect his stuff, so I tot maybe something for his uniform. Quickly clean d kitchen and only left hse at 12. Oops! Open my hse gate and saw him hiding beside hahaha~ saw him holding the pie which I wanted to try so badly but nvr get it. 1st thing I felt was guilty hahaha~ cos I just said him a few days ago that he nvr plan where to go nowadays, and I have to request then he go w me. I was really touched!! He pre-order and went to collect for me! Actually he love me a lot in other way, his words, also trying to spent more time w me, check on me. I'm so not thoughtful :( haha

I con't meal prep a little after lunch before we took a nap. Make bf do mask w me, while waiting for sis to finish cooking for xmas dinner.

We were quite on to book a trampoline fitness class next day, last min after dinner. Was quite excited! Regret didn't drink enough water cos 1 side of my ear was echoing. After d class, I had cold Sweat and feeling giddy. That's it, I puke in d toilet. Lucky bf was ard and we went for a drink. So sweet of him to travel longer route, just to acc me to d stn I'm alighting. Can't ask for more. Managed to meet my SSC for late lunch. It's always a good time, but I felt a bit tired though. Bus ride home, feels like taking forever. I had diarrhea once I sat on d toilet bowl. Took pills for diarrhea after I ran toilet d second time. God! It's didn't stop. The whole night I ran 4 times more. Had to call in sick.

Hmm, manager asked me to reschedule today's meeting when I told her I'm on mc and she had no time to attend. Wow~ no help given. Sad life, got to crawl out of bed to send email, to inform reschedule exit interview meeting. Seen d doc, then realized I had overwork my muscle ard my core and causing me to have diarrhea. Feeling better after d meds n nap. Met Della for dinner before she return to her hometown on Wed. Finally!! So happy for her. Oh and she got promoted, for d 1st time in her career. Really hard work paid off!

Can't wait to meet bf tmr! Hehe Goodnight!

[marcholasmoth]

OSRR: 2098

so i have a total of ten chapters of material to cover:

23-27 for physics

4, 7, and 8 for differential equations, and

9-10 for chemistry

if i do one chapter a day i'll be caught up in time for the end of the semester. but that doesn't include exams. chem i can do in one day, i have no issues with chem. diff eq is a lot of material, and i KNOW physics is going to take the longest. so i'll do physics first so i can actually know that i've passed the class, and then take an incomplete on diff eq so i can focus on it the week after classes are finished, so i can get it all done in one solid go, and i can have help from my professor if i need it. i also won't have work tying up my time, and even the week of finals i don't need to get up to get joel, because tomorrow is the last day of his contract.

speaking of which, he's applied to a few jobs and hasn't heard anything and doesn't expect to for a while due to the virus. he has an in for one of them, which is awesome, and i hope he gets that one because it's in boston and he can just take the bus down from londonderry, but he will also get to see dean more often. so i really hope he gets that one. plus it pays more than what he has now, but quite a margin. so i'm hoping for that. he's a smart cookie and has a goal of six figures by 30, and he's well on his way. if he's able to get back into cyber, which is where his degree is, he'll basically be able to state what he wants for a salary and get it. so that's cool. i'm proud of him. he's so smart and talented. he thinks he's just clever, but i have eyeballs and i see the truth 👀👀👀

yeah. so i'm tired. i know it's past 2am, and that it's 1000000% my fault for staying up this late, because there's literally no one else to blame. so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

i think i might want panera tomorrow. i have a gift card so that's fine. yay!

i also bought a bunch of stuff today, so now i have mother's day gifts, birthday gifts, and fun things for quarantine coming. i'm glad i still have a job.

* last bit is gross. if you don't like gross, suffice it to say periods SUCK.

one last gross thing: periods are awful. i thought i'd get a pass this month because i bled literally all of last month, but i guess not. it hurts a lot less this month, but there's way more old blood than usual. which kinda makes sense because my body went from "here have a SEIGE" to nothing literally overnight, so there's a lot of dark. but i'm glad my body gets weird when i'm on my period, because usually a pint of ben and jerry's will send me to the bathroom for an hour, but when i'm on my period it doesn't? it doesn't make me have diarrhea like milk things usually do. i was hungry and my stomach hurt and i ate the ice cream and felt better? like, what the fuck bro?? idfk.

have some adorable pandas that i keep giggling and crying at because they're so goddamn cute:

[12b-nondo-blog]

Set Free

William Sendo

I’m never allowed to go to ‘foreign’ places without my driver.

Growing up, I have always been accustomed to being fetched either by my parents or my driver. It was only when I entered De La Salle University last grade 11 when I was taught how to commute. There’s a catch though. My mom said that she I am only allowed to commute only when it is an emergency. Believe it or not, I do not even have Grab downloaded on my phone. Never have I ridden a Public Utility Vehicle alone. I always had to be accompanied by someone that I know.

One odd thing is that, mom does not let my driver accompany me to a place that we seldomly go to. Basically, the only places that my driver is allowed to accompany me is to anywhere in Makati City, Bonifacio Global City, Pasay and/or Taft. I have to admit; my driver really is bad when it comes to navigating unknown places. You might ask, why won’t my driver just use GPS applications like Waze or Google Maps? Simple answer. The ability to connect to the internet is very expensive. This made my trip going to Binondo delayed, and sketchy. If I tell my parents that I have to go to Binondo, they would probably suggest that they would come with me. But, where’s the fun in that?

I had to create a plan. To a relief, it wasn’t that hard. I just had to find a friend to come with me and accompany me in commuting. And so luckily, I had found Jericho and Joseph. Jericho had a restaurant near Binondo. I saw this as an opportunity I cannot pass. Joseph however, gave me a counter-offer to come with me to Binondo. Being very passionate about cinema and photography, Joseph, together with his PracRes groupmates, asked me if I could help them create a film for their thesis. The good thing is that, the location of the film was only in Arroceros forest park. The said place was only a few steps away from LRT Central Station; which was also just a station away from Carriedo Station – the closest station to Binondo and Jericho’s restaurant. What a perfect combination. We set March 9, 2019 as the day we execute this plan.

Aside from the Binondo trip, I was supposed to go to my friends’ party in BGC. I wasn’t sure whether or not I would be able to go since I did expect that this day would be filled with everything academics related. I expected that I would be really tired by the end of the day and I also prepared myself to not feel sad just in case I wouldn’t be able to go. Besides, academics first right?

I told my parents that I had classes on a Saturday; thus, classes will start at 7:30am – 5pm. I didn’t tell them that I had a birthday party later on the night, since neither was I sure if I would even have the chance to attend it.

I was off to school at 6:30 in the morning with my driver. He dropped me off and I told him to fetch me at 5 in the afternoon. I arrived at school 7:00. I waited for Joseph until 7:30am. We rode a jeepney going to Arroceros Park as we cannot take the LRT since Joseph had a toy gun that would soon be important for the film. Admittedly, I was pretty nervous. As far as I can remember, the last time I rode a jeepney was about 5 years ago with my mother. Filming started at 8 AM and ended at around 12:30 PM. The plan was to go back to La Salle to drop off our stuff. We booked a Grab going back to school.

We arrived back at school at 1AM. I texted Jericho that we were already in school. He promised us the day before that we would go together to Binondo. He wasn’t replying to any of my texts and messages in Messenger.

1:00 PM – 1:14 (Me)

Jericho, san ka na?

(sent this multiple times)

1:15 PM – (Jericho)

***o, kagigising ko lang. Sabi ko sa inyo gisingin niyo ako.

No one told me that texting already had a built-in alarm that you could send to anybody. This conversation basically just repeated until 2AM. He was very late. I started thinking about my friend’s debut. The party is 5 hours away. Binondo to BGC? Will I make it on time?

We took the LRT going to Carriedo station. I trusted Jericho so much. He told us that he lives near the place and that he is very familiar with it. Contrary to this, he was very confused on where to go when we arrived there. We walked around this market full of unusual (well, at least for me) objects. This included: airsoft guns, sex toys, knives and stalls selling/offering fake ID/documents services. We came to a point that he admitted he did not know where he was going anymore. Joseph, being the braver guy in our company, asked some of the locals where Sta. Cruz Street was.

We arrived at Kim Hiong: Food Garden at around 3 pm. His grandfather sat on the cashier half asleep. Jericho gave a kiss to his grandfather while we proceeded to our table. The walls were painted and green and were filled with old pictures of their menu. In my opinion, the restaurant may have looked a bit cheap because of the plastic tables and chairs. The servers welcomed us warmly. One of the managers then approached us to give us the menu.

Ah ito pala mga kasama ni sir! Said the manager.

The menu was crumbling. It looked like they didn’t even bother reprinting the menu since the store opened decades ago. I happen to ask Jericho when they started this restaurant. There I found out that they weren’t really the first owners of the restaurant. Jericho told me that they purchased and renovated the restaurant about 10 years ago. I’m still hopeful that the food will be good. We weren’t able to choose our own food. We actually let Jericho pick his favorite from the menu. Besides, he was going to be the one to pay for the food anyways.

They first serve us Beef Stew soup. I get to be the first one to have a taste. Jericho waited anxiously for my review whether or not I liked it. Was it good? YES. The soup was warm and was mixed properly. I just wish that they should have at least put some beef bits in it. They soon serve us Beef Shrimp Fried noodles. The noodles were good. Maybe I give it a 8/10 for a score. It was fine but I got satiated really fast. The serving itself looked like they just poured the noodles in. Lastly, they served us Fried Wonton. In my opinion, the fried wanton did not taste good. One of the reasons that I hated it was because for me, it did not taste like Wanton. For me it tasted more like Chicharon – and I hate the taste of Chicharon.

4:00 pm – We finished eating. Before leaving the place, we noticed that Jericho’s picture when he was young eating was posted outside the restaurant. It was literally the center piece of all of the advertisements. We found it very funny and decided to take a picture with it.

We started walking to Binondo. Even though Jericho’s place is basically Chinatown already, we still wanted to experience what it was really to be like in Binondo. Weird but, I’ve been to other countries’ Chinatowns more than the number of times I’ve been in Binondo - well, this is my first time in Binondo. I already had some ideas and expectations of what we will be able to see in Binondo.

I expected that it Binondo would have a lot of stores – especially those stores that sell herbal medicines. Indeed, we actually saw a store selling those stuff. Personally, as someone who prefers prescribed medicines over DIY herbal medicines, I find it quite weird to see Chinese herbal stores. I asked Jericho why they love selling different types of herbs, and he told me that the Chinese have a lot of beliefs when it comes to the benefits that different herbs bring.

Next, we visited this lucky charm store. The store was full of gold items, gems, lucky chrms and many more and plus, they differed in sizes. My personal favorite was a globe that was made out of (fake) gold. I really loved how it looked like. I personally don’t believe in lucky charms, but I have to admit that the amount of work put into these items are phenomenal.

The third store that we went to was this specific store that sold Chinese delicacies. Jericho brought us there because he wanted us to taste his favorite snack/dessert there. He brought us to the side of the mini-grocery wherein the Almond Jelly were to be found. The Almond Jelly looked like a white Leche Flan. I personally did not like the taste since it reminded me of the scent that my dad loves to put in our car. It was that specific smell that you would smell from an item that stayed in the car for a long amount of time.

Lastly, we went to Binondo Church. Outside, I was really amazed of the old architecture. When we went inside, I was astonished of the painting on the ceiling of the church. It’s really uncommon to see painting on the ceilings in churches here in the Philippines. That’s something I only see in churches abroad. Of course, I offered a prayer before leaving. I prayed that I would be able to catch up to my friend’s birthday.

It was already 5:15pm when we arrived back in La Salle. My driver was already there since I did tell him to fetch me at 5pm. Now, I had the choice. I was really tired, smelled bad and wasn’t even wearing party clothes at least. Will I still go to her party?

I hope she understands why I wasn’t able to go. I technically did it for academics. The Binondo trip was really something special. Not because of we are required to go there for CNF, but what I have experienced with my friends. Casing point, having to make your own decisions felt so amazing. The spontaneous decisions that I have made me feel that I was set free. From going somewhere I’m really not supposed to go to (alone), to riding PUVs even though I’m not allowed to, to eating food that I’ve never really tasted before, to going inside stores I normally never bother to even look at or to simply just going to a Church with my friends. And that is what I traveling should be, go where your feet could take you and try to keep it as spontaneous as it can be.

[conjure-elemental]

arwen for the otp thing

Arthur + Gwen, the mighty and historic pairing of legends, is about to be slammed into some fluff because I love that shit 

((sorry this is so late!!!))Anyway,  my headcanons! [And here’s the ask meme if anyone wants to send me another pairing name! Preferably BBC Merlin, Sherlock, or a platonic Harry Potter or Labyrinth pairing?]

Okay so this is gonna take place kinda in a Modern!Reincarnation!AU but before Merlin and Arthur find each other again. 

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1) Who rocks the Ferris Wheel seat and who flips out and begs them to stop?

~~Honestly I think Gwen would bc she thinks it’d be funny to watch Arthur squirm, and he wouldn’t even be able to get mad because her laughter clears the negativity from any area immediately 

2) Who is always horny and will have sex at any time, at any place and at any time?

~~I wanna say neither? But probably more likely Arthur?

3) Who is more into taking showers/baths together? Who tries to make it relaxing and who tries to make it sexy time?

~~bathtime is a mutually relaxing, kinda sacred time in which they wash each other’s cute, freckled shoulders and Arthur immensely enjoys playing with Gwen’s hair. 

4) Who likes to walk around the house naked and who tells the other to go put some clothes on?

~~Arthur walks around naked, or at least half naked, all. the. time. As if we don’t get enough of that in the canon show, this artwork from deheerkonjin proves that it’s a pretty widely accepted thing. (WARNING! link leads to VERY NSFW Merlin/Arthur fan art!) // yeah I know that link is switching it up from Arwen, but it proves my point- he’s an au naturale kinda guy 

,5) Who sleeps on the couch when they get into a fight?

~~Even though Arthur is a stubborn ass, he’d always let his queen take the bed :* 

6) Who takes photos of the other while they sleep?

~~I wanna say it’s Gwen. In a modern!AU, I think she’d make a pretty good photographer! Plus, she treasures her loved ones above anything- with the invention of a camera, she’d be snapping and savoring those keepsakes for ages. 

7) Who said “I love you” first? and who ends their arguments in a fight with “Because I love you”?

~~Arthur said it first  (p sure it’s that way in canon too), and then Gwen would definitely end an argument with that before storming out tearily, leaving Arthur to sit there and curse himself while his heart slowly dies :’( 

8) Who likes to wear the others sweatshirts?~~They both switch sometimes! Arthur’s usually fit her pretty well, a little big but cozy..... and hers just... well let’s say it comes up a little short in all directions, but it always amuses her, so he sticks with it. Plus, her clothes always smell like flowers!

9) Who wakes the other up in the middle of the night to tell them a cool dream they had? Who has the most nightmares, and who sings them back to sleep after?

~~Gwen often dreams of the “old days” when everyone was together and happy, and reminisces about these times with Arthur. Arthur is haunted by nightmares and flashbacks about the final battles, and Gwen sings him back to sleep with the folksy lullabies that the village people knew.  

10) Who is more likely to cheat?

~~Look we all know what happened between Gwen and Lancelot, I love Gwen, but if she didn’t feel secure/cemented in her relationship with Arthur, she’d be prone to wander. Once Arthur proves his devotion to her, however, she’s 100% faithful. 

11) Who makes fun of the other for having a crush on them, and who has to remind them that they are in a relationship?

~~ ooh I honestly don’t know this one, I’ve thought about it for a few minutes and I’m stumped 

12) Who starts a food fight in the kitchen?

~~Arthur plays with his food because he can’t cook worth a damn. He playfully tosses things at Gwen, and she’d pretend to be stern about it, but she would give in pretty quickly. :) 

13) Who initiates duets? and who is the better singer?

~~ Gwen often sings while she works, and what a beautiful voice she has! Arthur would be the one to join in rather obnoxiously, much in the style of a shanty singer at The Rising Sun, but they have a good time. 

14) Who starts the hand holding? Who grabs the others butt? Who slides their arm around their waist? Who likes to put their fingers in the belt loops?

~~ Gwen loves hand-holding... and butt-grabbing. Arthur’s butt is a grab-magnet. Arthur loves putting his arm(s) around his loved ones, and in belt loops. <3 

15) Who likes writes the others name on their wrist?

~~Gwen has a lot of nice drawing pens and will doodle all over wrists and ankles :p 

16) Who is more seductive when they are drunk? and who is louder in bed?

~~ARTHUR FOR BOTH, TO THE HIGHEST DEGREE POSSIBLE 

17) Who is more protective?

~~Arthur would jump in front of a rampaging boar for Gwen, but Gwen probably has a whole network of people looking out for Arthur when she can’t access him directly, so really it’s both but in different ways? Also, Gwen would kick ass with a sword if necessary 

18) Who talks to the other while they are sleeping?

~~Arthur is v mumbly in his sleep 

19) Who drives and who has the window seat?

~~ Gwen drives because she definitely adapted to the modern life a lot quicker than Arthur. He rides shotgun to fiddle with the radio and try to help navigate (fun fact: she probably already knows where she’s going)

20) Who falls asleep in the others lap and who carries them to bed?

~~Gwen often nods off on Arthur and he happily carries her to bed and tucks her in :’)  

21) Who cuts the others hair?

~~ Gwen cuts Arthur’s hair! If Arthur tried to approach Gwen’s hair like that, his hands would get swatted away at lightning speed. #Don’tTouchMyCurls

22) Who is super bad at sexting? and who sends them encouraging messages throughout the day?

~~Arthur is really bad at sexting but makes up for it with real-life technique, so.... also, Gwen always sends cute messages throughout the day 

23) Who thinks they are not good enough for the others love? and who’s more afraid of loosing the other? Who thinks they keep messing up, only for the other to tell them they don’t need to worry?

~~I don’t like to think about these sad things :(  But I will tell you that in The Once And Future King (by T.A. Barron), Arthur dealt with a lot of insecurity issues and it added so much depth and color to his character. Gwen is always there to reassure him, telling him that no matter the pressures their lives put on them, they will always remember their sweet and humble beginnings. 

24) Who starts random slow dancing with the other in the kitchen? Who holds the other just above the ground and kisses them?

~~ARTHUR ON BOTH eeeeeeeeeeeeeeee 

25) Who says shitty puns and sex jokes just to see the other giggle and blush?

~~ listen. Gwen has such an awful sense of humour that you would never see coming. Filthiest jokes ever, coupled with shameful puns? Gold. 

26) Who kissed first?

~~I don’t remember what it was in canon but I really feel like Gwen would just lose her control after a certain amount of mutual pining (over the class status divide thing) and lay a big one on him and he’d be swept completely off his feet 

27) Who orders take out at two in a morning? and who wakes the other up at three in the morning to go downstairs with them to get a glass of water because it’s too dark?

~~  “Gwen. I’m hungry”“.....Arthur it’s literally 2am. Go back to sleep.”“I can’t! I’m starving! I feel like I could eat a horse!” “Well I have a big day at work tomorrow, I’m not getting up to cook.”“Fine. I’m ordering food.” ----one hour later, five minutes after his head hits the pillow again---“Gwen....?”“.....what.”“Can you please get me some water?” “.....are you kidding me?”“I heard some weird noises coming back up the stairwell and I’m not too keen on poking around down there right now....pleeeeeease?”“Oh, fine.”“I love you!!!!”“Love you too....”

28) Who writes poems/stories and love songs about the other? Do they sing the songs the write for them?~~Arthur has so many secret poems and songs that he’s written, but never shares them because he’s scared that everyone will tease him.

29) Who does some crazy stunt to try and impress the other and who ends up driving them to the emergency room after it backfires?~~Arthur is the showboat that ends up hurting himself, Gwen is the one who drives him to the emergency room, slightly panicked but mostly exasperated 

30) Who is embarrassed when they have to wear their glasses and who thinks they look super cute?~~Arthur. detests. his reading glasses. Gwen finds them adorable- “so scholarly!” 

[girlfriendyouneverhad-blog]

Notes in a Jar 

* which I failed to give and finish since there's no reason to. 

* supposed to be, inside the jar, you will find 365 notes. Each morning you can pick one out and read it to start your day off with a smile. One a day, and you're not supposed to cheat. However, things had to end. 

Anyways, I want to share what I've written.

1. Good morning JD! =) You got my heart when you cooked my favorite food: shrimp. I can still remember those times you pissed me off, and every time you do, you always send me pictures of shrimps to get my attention. I didn't know you'd really cook it for me.

2. Hi JD! Do know that it makes me feel so damn special when you carry my bag. I know it is a common gesture but somehow, I like it when you act like a gentleman.

3. JD! JD! JD! I find it really cute when you say "LAB'' meaning hug. You look like a baby when you do that.

4. Hey Mr. Sayson, I will always remember the time you went grocery with me. We pushed the cart together and sometimes you wont allow me since pa gentleman nasad ka. I also wont forget how you chose which napkin should work for me. (Modess or Sisters? HAHA)

5. Morning John, remember how they teased us when you had your Free Speech Activity? I didn't know teasing would go real eventually. :) 

6. Good morning BULLY. I will never forget how you used to tease me and how I always argue with you in our chat room.

7. Hey good kisser. Let me kiss you. :* :* :* :*

8. Hello baby! :) Remember how we used to take videos while we go out? =) You have no idea how often I watch that when I miss you.

9. Hi John, do you recall that drama night when you shared why you and your girlfriend broke up? I was somehow sad it happened to you but eventually, you became mine (Temporarily) so no regrets, I guess?

10. Do you recall that night I shared how my love story went and how it failed? I was being vulnerable at that time. Didn't expect I'd share it with you but I was glad you were there to listen.

11. I can still remember your sleeping face next to me. You looked like an angel na ug mu mata, devil na. >:) HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!

12. Hello to the guy who carried 6 heavy plastic bags - left and right but wont even let me carry anything. Whyyy sooo thoughtful babylove?

13. John Derrick Sayson - my great violator. He ended up dancing in my class.

14. Hello to this one person reading right now. Hey, I wanna thank you for putting up with me. I know I can be very clingy, moody and OA but you still stayed. 

15. Blessed to have a guy who can definitely change my mood from sad to happy or from happy to angry! >:) I want more of theseeeee with you!

16. Hello to the guy who held my hand while I was sleeping. Delighted to see you lying next to me. #Clingy

17. I will always remember how we sat soooo close next to each other in the jeepney. #BahalagLastripBastaFrontSeat

18. Reminded of our twinning moments in Malapascua. =) It is still funny to think how you paid attention to every little thing I say. When I asked you to wear plain white, you did. I was too careless to say that and I totally forgot I said that. But you arrived wearing your hot white shirt that highlighted your pretty face! <3

19. Hello JD, I will never forget how you made fun of my tummy, pimples, and my morning star however, it wont make feel conscious or uncomfortable when I dont wear make up or if I look haggard whenever you're around.

20. After the longest period, you became the reason why I stay up late to talk to someone over the phone.

21. You became the reason why I always check my phone even during classes. 

22. You always give me a happy feeling when you visit my class after your class. =) How time flies, before, you were just a mere trainee. Now, you became a huge part of me.

23. The first and last person I think of everyday.

24. My first guy travel buddy.

25. Hello taong dagat! Do know that whenever I go to the beach, it will always remind me of you. Everyone knows I cannot swim, so I'll always look for a salbabida. You are my human salbabida, and I will always look for you.

26. My personal TIG. Tig bitbit sa bag, tig bitbit sa laptop, tig kugos, tig baba, tig picture, tig kuha but mas TIG ko. TIGUWANG <3

27. The guy who made me do the pina talikod-relationship goals. You were so cute back then. :) I love relationship goal pictures but I didnt know you'll be the one to initiate.

28. The main reason why my memory is getting low. We had a lot of pictures and videos together. Do know that I watch them all the time! 

29. The guy who always got my back when feeling tipsy.

30. You are the main reason why I had to treat Donna a box of pizza!

31. I find it really cute when you call me by my name or nickname especially when I say something funny. Samoka Jesssaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!! AMAEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

32. The guy who made me laba a guy's undies! HAHAHAHAHHAHA!

33. The guy who look absolutely cute when filled with lipstick! 

34. My favorite tung-its buddy! :) I can remember how tikasan you were when we were playing cards during our Malapascua trip. Since hapit naka mapildi, you wont even tell me na padaug nasad ko! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! 

35. My health conscious trainee who wouldn't allow me to drink softdrinks, who would stop me when I eat too much or who would take me away when I feel like eating a lot again.

36. You are someone who would walk with me no matter how far that walking goes..

37. The guy who would drink my beer to save me para di ko mahubog. 

38. I love how comfortable you are with me. You don't mind farting or pooping even though I'm around. 

39. You can make me laugh no matter how I angry or upset I am! It makes me want to kill you!

40. The first guy who took me to a skating ring (?). I can still picture out how happy you were while playing around when we were in SM Sea side.

41. I can still remember the things that you're willing to do when I was soooo upset when I cant skate the first time we went to SM Sea side. I cant imagine you checking the trash bins to check if someone threw their skating cards or patiently wait outside and ask random people if they want to go skating cause if not, you'll ask for their skating coupons instead. 

HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! Why do you have to be sa thoughtful!

42. I appreciate all honestly when you had to tell me about whats going on between us. I admire your courage of telling me how you and your ex never really settled the score about your relationship. I can see how difficult it was for you to hurt me but since you knew I deserved it, you gave it to me though it may make you appear as the bad guy.

43. It makes me laugh how you made others jealous by hugging and kissing me in front of them, especially to those who are into you.

44. I really appreciate those nights wherein my shift ends at 10pm and sometimes I have to go home around 2am and you always wake up around 1 or 2 to check if I'm already home or if I have already eaten. 

45. Chowking; First kiss. I don't know whats up with you but you kissed me all of a sudden. You didn't mind even if others were staring. I would lie if I say I didn't like it.

46. One-call-away. I got drunk with my friends. I don't remember much about what happened but I was shocked to see you there. You took me home and kept me safe. You were careful when we were in the jeepney, you held me as if I'm a baby. When I got home, you made sure I'm covered in bed. Thank you for always saving me. 

47. Your heartbeat is my favorite melody. Your sleepy voice is my favorite music.

48. For three years, I waited for someone to buy me a piggy stuff toy. Two other guys promised me that but you're the only person who's able to fulfill my wish. #WorthTheWait (To think it's the first time you'd be giving a stuff toy to a girl).

49. We always find each other. No matter how long we fight, fate knows how to play with us and let us see each other again.

50. After the huge argument, you still stayed and slept in our boarding house. You even helped me out in wrapping my Christmas presents. :) 

51. The guy who loves to bite me! No matter where and when, he will definitely bite me. #GigilBesh?

52. Hey JD, I know everyday is a struggle whenever I'm around. I make you do things you don't usually do. And I make you feel things you don't usually feel. Sorrrrrrry!

53. My anime buddy. So far, you're the only guy who can make me stay up soooooo late just to watch anime together.

54. Hey JD, you're the only person who always demand to have my hair tied. Knowing how much you love tangkugo, I'm afraid you will just bite me! >:))

55. Why do you always love teasing me? Hihihi I will always remember how you say things that could embarrass me or could piss me off just to see how I would react.

56. Baby talking has always been a part of me and I'm happy when you also do it even though you don't like it. HAHAHAHAHAH I can be contagious sometimes.

57. Hey JD, since I became close with you, I want to grow old with you. Who would have thought 'Kasama Kang Tumanda' will become our theme song? HAHAHAHA

58. It amazed me how you could recognize my scent. You always say 'hala baho ni Jessa' when you find something that's mine. You when when I wear your clothes cause my scent is there.