#(sorry just pretending im on twt this is what they do)

[danrifics]

guys do you think dan has a crush on phil?

[lilioopdf]

everything in between

pairing: reader x literally anyone i think (no names are mentioned!)

notes: fluff, 0.6k words, no warnings i think (except maybe one word that just means poop)

a/n: hi!! it's been awhile 😓 i wrote this a few weeks ago but i was too busy to edit it and then i started disliking it so i ignored it but i think im p okay with how it is now! if you’re reading this, i hope you’re having a lovely day/night rn and thank you for reading!! 💗💗 (also if anyone here sees this and knows how to properly tune the twt feed of a new acc please lmk 💔💔) okay that’s it please enjoy :p

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he’s been uncharacteristically soft lately.

not that you’re complaining— of course not.

not when he’s this close to you right now, his body heavy and warm between your legs, face buried into the crook of your neck.

out of instinct, you reach out and play with his hair, gently massaging his scalp, coaxing out a low groan from him, his chest rumbling with the sound as he shifts slightly to give you better access to the rest of his head.

it must’ve been the separation, you think. people say that anyway, that distance makes the heart grow fonder or something. it must be true, if the time away has resulted in this.

why else would he allow himself to be this close to you right now? when he’s done nothing but try to set boundaries this whole time, citing PR reasons and his career.

it’s a little strange, to be honest. having him this close to you. you wonder what it must be like to be able to just casually touch him like this, often. has anyone ever had the privilege?

a deep inhale from him snaps you out of your thoughts, as he lifts his head to look at your face, gaze still a little hazy with sleep. he blinks once. twice. before laying his head back down, sighing as he says quietly, “you smell nice.”

he whispers it as though it’s a secret, and you find yourself at a loss for words, only capable of mustering out a simple, “oh.”

the hand previously playing with his hair stills, and you let it drop off the couch, only for him to look back up at you, an almost panicked look in his eyes.

“don’t stop,” he pleads, reaching out after your hand. “it feels nice.”

you oblige, lifting your hand back up, a little awkwardly this time, as your elbow accidentally hits his shoulder. he jolts away, tensing up before relaxing again.

“shit- sorry,” you apologise, the words leaving you in a hurried mess.

he shakes his head slightly, his hair tickling your chin with the motion. “no, don’t apologise. i’m just a little sore.”

you wince. “sorry, maybe i should’ve woken you up to sleep on the bed instead.”

he’s quick to correct you, gently enveloping your hand in his as he speaks up again, “not from you. just— from training. it’s been brutal lately.” a pause. “i like this.”

you blink a few times, processing his words, before choosing to change the topic instead. “do you have any training today?”

he hums in response, shaking his head. “no, do you? have plans today, i mean.”

"no."

there's an even longer pause.

its awkward, and you want to squeeze your eyes shut and pretend to be asleep, the air heavy with the desire to ask the other for something that seems like too much.

he finally breaks the ice. "maybe we could hang out then." he lifts his head to look at you again, eyes looking at you almost a little expectantly.

a few seconds pass and then, finally— you nod, inhaling deeply. "yes, okay. we can... hang out. of course."

you're grateful for him, to even be this close to him right now, in more ways than one. despite the awkwardness at times, he's sweet to you, and consistently kind.

you're so wrapped up in your thoughts that you almost miss the way the corners of his lips quirk up into a small smile at your response, and you feel a gentle smile making its way onto your face in return. oh.

you're grateful for him, for you, and for everything in between.

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thank you for reading this far!! stay hydrated and stay safe!! 💗💗

[cider-est]

The full lineup is almost done!! (just needs some touch ups and a Chunsik design👍) FEEDBACK IS GREATLY APRECIATED!!

Design process under here (whole lot of yapping)

General thoughts: Ive given them in my previous design sheet (you can find it in my blog)(tldr: designs match characters but still childish, 8-12 years old). Only thing different here, is that these eggs were eggs who I had less of a clear idea of what I wanted to do with them (though I still really liked where I ended up!!)

Empanada: Didnt want to go for the full sweet lolita route, mostly because I thought it'd take away the "little kidness" of it all, but something that still resembles the aesthetic. She's wearing "carneirinhos" (idk the name in english) which is very cute little girl to me, and shes also a demon! Her tail resembles a frying pan!! Though I might change her fringe (it was supposed to be baby hairs but now that I think about it, her type of hair probably wouldnt have them) and put some argyle pattern in her sweater vest. I just forgor💀 to do that...I also wish I had made her shorter, but unfortunetely I drew this before the eggs did the height check (YES ITS BEEN THAT LONG).

Sunny: My beautiful baby girl. She means the world to me. I love this minecraft egg with all my heart. Shes wearing Light up sketchers and some fairy wings like Pomme, and shes actually wearing a swimsuit, she just put a tutu over it. The diamonds they're always holding are rings, they have a "terere" in their hair (idk name in english😭😭) and the beads were inspired by an artist on twt (@\BLUETOMATOSODA). Also if you are wondering why her hair looks like tentacles, its because I had originally made it puffy, but changed my mind after doing the lineart, so i had to get creative with me covering it up. Just pretend she has a fan, shes a star after all!

Pepito: Basically, he is very smoll. Chiquito even. He has strawberry hair and MASSIVE glasses that take up his entire face. Hes wearing a swimsuit aswell (dont ask how it works idk either), and has floaties since he cant swim. Hes got crocs, since flip flops hurt his toes, with a spider man charm on them! Also hes got a sunhat, mostly cause I wanted some other accessorie but didnt want to go with gas mask since it'd kinda kill the whole swimming vibe (since his model is wearing a swimsuit). sorry if its not too accurate to his character. Side note: Him, Em and Sunny all have freckles! Him and Sunny all over their bodies while Em just has on her cheeks.

Leo: Cute sporty vibe, love her shorty spiky hair. Wanted to try to make her face spiky aswell, for the whole shark dad thing. Shes got a necklace with a shark tooth (I guess she got it from Foolish??). He changes tshirts randomly, and opens and closes his attack on titan hoodie depending on the tshirt's expression (basically my version of Leo changing her player heads constantly). His trainers have dragon wings and also: whealies!!

Dapper: Im gonna be honest: did not expect to like his design THIS much. The colouring really elevated, with the long blue hair (the same colour as the ghosties!). Wanted to make them, y'know, dapper, so I had to sacrifice some of the "little kid vibes" unfortunetely, but I think it fits her still. The hat has part of the helmet that they used to wear a lot, demon horn to match Pomme, and a suit that is VERY inspired by Death the Kid from Soul Eater (very fitting for a reaper in training imo). Might be my favourite design!

Ramon: Jesus fuck you'd think designing your fav egg would be easy BUT NO. I struggled long and hard. Again, he doesnt have that much "little kid" vibe whatever man😭😭 Im just happy that I even managed to make SOMETHING. Hes got Create googles, his meathead is a massive hat that completely hides his hair. Very simple, very Ramon, though I will probably end up making a version with an ugly sweater just like he likes instead😔. I still like it but. man...

ANYWAYS IF YOU READ ALL THAT MWAH, YOURE A REAL ONE, THANKS FOR ENTERTAINING MY THOUGHTS🫶🫶🫶

[blubushie]

blu i need to bitch because this discourse pops up every two months and the tf2 fandom is pissing me off as usual.

someone on twt was bitching about medicpauling because people still take a joke tweet by pinkerton to mean that pauling is a canon lesbian even though valve has never stated that anywhere in the source material whatsoever.

they even said that medic is "heavily implied to be a gay man" and i feel like im going insane bc how did u even come to that conclusion. heavily implied gay where??? who told you this lil bro. if anything he is implied bisexual because the official comic artist drew him with a wife but funny how people always choose to conveniently ignore that. it's giving bi erasure.

ppl just rlly hate bisexuals in general but no one is ready for that conversation.

It's just bi erasure yeah. People do not like us and prefer to pretend we just don't exist. This is coming from a bisexual man who on some days (and quite often) swings full into gay and feels no attraction to anyone who isn't a man. If you're bisexual you're something tainted—look at the concept of gold star lesbians. You're not considered "pure" unless you're a man who's never slept with a woman, or a woman who's never slept with a man. Bisexuals are too close to heterosexual and the queer community hates us for it, so at worst they're extremely biphobic (see the "Straight+" discourse from a few years back where people insisted that bisexuals were just straight people experimenting or some shit) and at best they pretend we don't exist at all 🤷‍♂️

In my experience gay men don't seem to care much if you've slept with a chick. Lesbians can be fucking vicious though. A lot of them REALLY hate men and any woman who's ever slept with a man is now tainted somehow, even if she's had to sleep with a few men to decide she's a lesbian. It's just radfem/terf shit (you know these are the same lesbians bitching about trans women). To any lesbian who's faced this shit, I am so sorry. Sleeping with men hasn't invalidated you, don't let those kinds of people get under your skin cuz they're not worth your time.

I don't reckon the tweet by Jay was necessarily a joke tweet—I think it's more that he'd like her to be a lesbian, said as much, but he's just one writer on a group project and doesn't speak for Valve. The tweet was deleted and I imagine that was done for a reason—imo it's most likely he caught some flak from Valve for it, whether because it was spoilers on their project or because he was speaking something as canon that they hadn't green-lit.

Medic is implied to be at the least bisexual though yeah—Demo mentions his wife in-game. Artists can draw what they like though, so I'm not taking non-canon art from an artist as canon unless Valve confirms it.

Honestly wish people worried less about "waaaah muh labels" and just enjoyed their ships or shut the fuck up. It's annoying lmao

[miiilowo]

Going through the recent posts on this blog has made me feel so validated in my opinion that this is probably the stupidest bit of fnaf lore ever conceived bc I’ve been seeing people on twt pretend like it’s genius and was planned from the beginning and stuff and I’m gonna be so real I don’t know how much longer I could’ve taken it . It’s so over

this is the stupidest thing theyve done so far because its not out there enough to be completely deniable (ex: springtrap mpreg) and we're just going to have to accept it and accept that people are gonna be using this to explain lore shit for the rest of time. this is fucking awful. i hate the illusion discs but the explanation for fnaf 4 is RIGHT THERE if you dont want it to be a nightmare. we literally already have an explanation. why on fucking earth did they think it would be a good idea to introduce HALLUCINOGENIC GAS CHAMBERS into fnaf. having william sic the illusion-disc-a-matronics on michael wouldve been bad enough for his characterization as is, but this is FAR worse. they have no idea what theyre doing. this is so out of character i cannot even begin to explain it. i know people who dont give a shit about him or his actual personality will think im pulling that out of my ass, but this seriously is so far out of the realm of "things william afton would feasibly do" that when i first saw a post about it i ignored it because i thought the person who made it was trolling. like i thought the MIMIC was bad. im so fucking sorry mimic baby youre not nearly as egregious as this come back im so fucking sorry

[byebyeeeea]

hi idk who to go to abt this cus i want to do it anonymously and i feel like ur a pretty big name in traffic twt and i think you are mutuals with this person...

but theres someone on traffictwt who is abt to turn 18 and dating a 14 year old and everyone is acting like its normal and i just feel like its not and that 14 year old is in danger

i dont want to start anything so if its not a big deal to anyone else can u confirm that 14 and 18 isnt a big deal and that theres nothing for me to worry abt? if everyone says its ok ill let it go but i dont feel right just not doing anything im sorry for getting you involved i dont know who else to go to

um. WHAT??

18 and 14 is most definitely NOT okay !!! i have no idea whos pretending like it is but its NOT . its gross and definitely concerning — might also be illegal as far as im aware. i dont know who this is about , i havent heard any of my moots being in this situation but it makes me sick even thinkinf of it ugh

don’t apologise for speaking out, i understand the concern and it is very valid. thank you for doing the right thing, however im not experienced with this and with all honesty have no idea how to handle a situation like this .

if anybody knows who this is about (or if anon is able to share) please let me know ?? i dont feel comfortable not knowing Who on my tl this could be and im pretty sure im not the only one !

[noona96n]

Just see this in twitter by someone :

"Why do people read shonen for subtextual doomed yaoi click bait when X exists and you don’t have to pretend?"

"I'm starting to think maybe people should read actual BL manga. perhaps considering manga written with actual gay characters in it in addition to shipping m x m from whatever battle shounen you're into."

Like because of those subtext, there can be fanfics and fanarts, right? And then I decided to read your fics and this blog of yours are the best...

okay, so... there are so many things in those tweets i have issues with lol

the first being the judgment and policing. both tweets u shared w/ me have those vibes and i h8 those the most, in fandom space AND irl. just... why? let ppl enjoy what they what. I'm all about recommendations but not w/ this sort of disdain and condescension... they're just unnecessary.

the second is kinda related to the first in that it's all about preferences and circumstances... should be more open-minded and consider that, maybe, ppl LIKE actions and mysteries and whatever and the shipping is a side gig... we just happen to like the relationship dynamics between some characters within these media and we ship them.

honestly, ppl really, really need to learn to just not be bothered by what other people like.

the third thing being NOT EVERYTHING WITH INTENSE SAME SEX FRIENDSHIP IS QUEERBAITING. there are nuances to relationships beyond the typical heteronormative, allonormative, and amatonormative ones.

ngl but i never really understood why ppl thought some anime or drama are queerbaiting when friendships and kinships are just as intense, maybe even MORE intense than romance. and not everything is romance either, jesus christ... just because a relationship or a dynamic doesn't neatly fit with their version of how relationships work doesn't mean the creators are queerbaiting... relationships are so saturated with cultural and traditional nuances, even languages! and they can be very situational as well. idk why ppl insist on examining relationships from such narrowed lenses.

well, sorry about that... i just get really upset when i see that sort of bullshit discourse ya know? hence why im not on twt anymore lol

anyway, i totally agree with what u say about the subtext leaving rooms for fanfics and fanarts!!!

personally, it's what's left unsaid that motivates me to create fanwork!! it's the potential we could play around with that's interesting <3

don't be bothered by those tweets (if u were, that is)... their judgement of ur preferences doesn't say anything about u but reflect WHO THEY ARE so just enjoy what ur like to ur fullest <3

[sea-drifter]

more Zhongluc headcanons hehe

Bit of Hidden strife event spoilers for those who haven't done it yet under the cut

also inspired by this post on twt i found on pinterest

Zhongli helping Diluc with hand picking some grapes for making grape juice.

Zhongli's basket was full so he tried to throw a few grapes over Diluc's basket, only for Diluc to catch it with his mouth.

Diluc realizes his actions and is red in the face, while Zhongli had to process what just happened.

"It was...instinct...."

"Me and my brother used to play with grapes when we were children....he would throw some at me and i would catch them in my mouth, knowing how i like them so much..."

"how can you get any cuter-" was all Zhongli could think, and unconsciously throws another grape at Diluc, which he catches.

Diluc catches what Zhongli just did and lightly punches his arm.

"Im sorry, I just wanted to see your flustered face again." Is what Zhongli thought he said to himself, until he saw Diluc's face brighter and redder than it previously was.

"A-a slip of tongue, im sorry if it made you uncomfortable-"

"n-no, it's- it's alright, i just didn't expect it is all...."

An awkward atmosphere fills the air as two tomato heads pick grapes.

"AHHHHHHHHHHH WHY CAN'T I CONTROL MY MOUTH- " "But this side of his is indeed very cute..." "BUT HE MUST THINK IM A WEIRDO NOW-"

"Zhongli-"

"Ah yes, do you need something?" he was snapped back to reality, and pretending he was not panicking in the inside just now.

"I just wanted to ask if...you'd like to stay for dinner? Adelinde is preparing it by now, and I thought I'd invite you since you're already here...."

"Oh...the pleasure is all mine Diluc."

"Then, shall we bring these grapes back to the winery? I'll be taking care of some business, but I'm sure I'll be able to join you."

"Maybe thinking out loud was worth it..."

[starglitterz]

cynosure. (vii)

─── chapter 7 ! ~ bubble tea

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summary; you and xiao are genmates under the famed streamer company genshin impact. the chemistry between the two of you is undeniable, and your fanbases absolutely love your collaborations. but when you both start meeting up offline more and more, your connection starts to deepen past just harmless flirting and playful banter. with these real feelings starting to affect both your job and reputation online, how will you two react when your relationship becomes the internet’s cynosure?

a/n: apologies for the ugly formatting i needed space for 10 images so i removed the banners LMAO,,, hehe i hope u all like this chapter bc i certainly do (it went kinda far from my og plan LOL) also i forgot to add this but reading order is; 1 2 3 4

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facts !!

scaramouche is a famous tea channel, he starts informs people about drama in the youtube community. his sources are usually untrustworthy but everyone believes him because he's pretty. has been cancelled numerous times but still comes back every single time, much to the chagrin of the poor streamers whom he sets his eye on to make his next video about.

feiyun slope is is the northeastern area in liyue harbour. in-game, wanmin restaurant is actually in chihu rock, but for story purposes it's now at feiyun slope since that's usually where business occurs in the game.

hu tao and yanfei were on a ghost-hunting date, they had stopped to take a break after quite a long time without seeing any ghosts and that's when hu tao texted in the groupchat.

xiao's contact name is tiny because of a joke w his chinese name that i mentioned in a previous chapter. xiao’s chinese name is 魈, read as xiāo and meaning 'demon’, but the word for 'small’ in chinese is 小, read as xiăo. basically if you mispronounce xiao’s name the meaning will change, and so y/n nicknamed him tiny bc of the word 小.

while yanfei says the username is 'genshin-impact-updates', the actual poster is 'gi-updates'. just take this as yanfei having a rare lapse of memory, pretend it's not bc i realised twt usernames can't be that long <3

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a/n; YOOO SOME DRAMA??? LMFAOKMDKSD also i dont know how bubble tea works so i cut out a whole part i had planned for this but! genesussy helped me out when i was asking qs in the discord server hehe 😎 ty genesis btw!! <3 besides that im sorry for delaying this chapter for like 700 years T_T i didnt have any time to write it </3 fun fact i nearly cried editing parts of this on mobile bc it was so laggy omg,,, but now that it's out, i hope u all like it !! also send me theories abt what u think will happen next or perish /j ily all, im abt to go sleep now (i just realised i always finish cynosure chapters late at night HAHA) so goodnight my loves ! or good morning when u read this ! either way i hope you like this chapter and continue enjoying cynosure <333

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[yandere-dandelion]

Hi, can you do part 2 where izuku finds and kiddnaps bully reader from the League of villains, please ?

Sorry it took so long /: there’s a lot of shit going on rn but I did my best

Gender neutral, no smut

Hope you enjoy!

Toga had been particularly violent lately and it was certainly taking a toll on you.

You knew she wouldn’t let you die because she needed your blood, but that did little to comfort you when she tortured and taunted you for hours on end.

You’d started seeing things, too— isolation fucks with your head for a while, and it had been weeks since Toga kidnapped you.

The rats, though? Those were real.

So, could you be faulted for rejoicing, at least a little bit, when Izuku finally came to your rescue? Sure, he’d kidnapped you, but he was nice to you, dammit!

When that turned out to be one of Toga’s tricks, you lost hope.

So, when the door to your prison opened, you didn’t bother turning to face the door. You were too tired and too sore for that. Instead, you simply stayed in your corner, facing the wall.

And when Izuku softly called your name into the darkness, you just laughed.

The sound startled both of you. It was hoarse, spiteful, and without mirth, more like a bark than a laugh.

“This again? That trick won’t work on me anymore, Toga. It’s getting old.”

Izuku’s heart shattered.

If he hadn’t already killed Toga, he would have murdered her right then and there. Fortunately, she was already dead in a ditch— he had tortured and subsequently executed her for crimes against his darling.

“Puppy, it’s not Toga. It’s me, Izuku!”

“That’s what you said the last three times. Then your face melted and you stabbed me. Why don’t you try something different? Pretend to be my mom or something.” You snorted.

Toga may have crushed your hope, but she had yet to crush your sense of humor. That was still a work in progress.

Izuku didn’t think it was as funny as you did. Instead, he was filled with rage, and sorrow. “I know she’s tricked you before, but I promise, it’s really me. I’m here to get you out.”

Despite his promises, you tensed when he came closer. Izuku’s eyes filled with tears.

It took much more effort than it should have to turn and face him. He let out a gasp and a broken sob when he saw your face— cheeks hollow, eyes sunken and dead, skin marred by cuts and bruises.

And yet, even like this, you were still beautiful.

Izuku couldn’t help but surge forward and envelop you in a hug.

His tight grip was painful, especially with your injuries, but he quickly loosened it when you cried out. “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to hurt you! Are you okay?”

And the concern on his face, the kindness in his voice, made you burst into tears.

“Please, not again. I can’t do this again, Toga.”

“I promise you, Y/n, I’m not Toga. I’m your boyfriend, Izuku.”

You couldn’t get your hopes up.

“Why do you keep doing this to me, Toga? You’ve won! He’s yours! Stop playing games, just take my blood and leave!”

Izuku just kept holding you as you both cried.

He relished the feeling of you in his arms again. You waited for the pain to start.

But Izuku did something Toga had never done before.

He unlocked your handcuffs.

That’s how you realized that it was really him.

Your newly freed hands immediately wrapped around him and you crashed your lips against his. Despite your foul breath and the taste of blood and tears, Izuku eagerly kissed back.

You could have stayed like that for hours, but Izuku broke the kiss to pick you up off the filthy ground.

“Let’s go home, Y/n,” he whispered.

As he carried you to the car waiting outside, you nuzzled into him and breathed in his scent, the scent of home.

You resolved to be kinder to him after that— he may have kidnapped you, but he was nice to you, dammit!

But making fun of people who kidnapped you was a bad habit you would never break.

Endnotes:

1. TOGA BABY IM SO SORRY FOR DOING THIS TO YOU YOURE MY SECOND FAVORITE CHARACTER TwT

2. Not much bullying but whatever, I did my best

3. Hm this isnt the best but I’m tired and it’s been waiting for a while. Here’s a word of advice: sometimes good enough is good enough and sometimes all you can do is all you can do.

[aphrodite1288]

Do they know u boo?! Cause im sure as fuck them dont. Also, ks got caught by random exols that exposed him on twt. Are you all so crazy to think that some random exol wouldnt mention and take pinture of them and throw it all over Internet if they saw them in europe or usa. Cmon. Lol.

They do know me boo 😅 I met them years ago and I never shared anything I'm the biggest example to invalidate your argument you're using to prove me wrong 🤦🏻😂

I attended all their concerts and met them in Japan several times I even met them backstage, I don't like to brag but I'm a VIP I even met Twice and BTS, NCT, MonstaX, Fx, BOA, SNSD, Bigbang, Vixx, 17, IU, Sunmi, Manamoo in Backstage 😉. In Europe Kaisu weren't caught because honey when they want to hide they can as we said many times: idols are Ninjas! Have you ever heard of Chen with his gf dating?? Didn't you know it until she was 7 months pregnant??same with Bobby's wife! Why NO ONE TOOK PICS OF THEM? WHY THEY WERE NEVER CAUGHT?? While they were in korea all the time and Jongdae went with his wife few times to LA for 10 days and no one knew 😉 And many more celebrity couples. I saw Kaisu in Osaka and kyoto and I wasn't able to recognized them if they didn't talk. They don't go around in big famous and crowded streets with no masks or caps on?? Also Ksoo and Ji mostly go to country side and very private hotels and far away places 😉 also it's only you who didn't hear about them traveling. We all know, I understand you feel left out.

Most fans who saw them took down their posts because of S/M and expect us one day to disappear as well! When we're warned. I personally know the person who met Kadi at an extremely secluded hotel restaurant in Europe thanks to Admin fallone who lived there. Please don't come at me with your stupid basic non-logical arguments coz they're invalid and you came to the wrong person who has proof and Answers of all your questions. If only I could share what I have but I can't, also you don't deserve it.

Listen I know you're only saying this to come at us using the "ksoo is gay' card in order to attack us but I know you're the type of fan who reads "ksoo X your-name" typa fanfics 😂 I bet you dream of ksoo Oppa pinning you against the wall and fucking you hard. It's okay to say you're homophobic and that you can't accept he's gay when you promised to love him and support him no matter what with all his qualities and flaws, andI understand you're disappointed in him and in yourself that you couldn't keep your promise.

Sorry I won't pop your fanfic-ish bubble fantasy. It's okay to be "Oppa is mine" typa fan, no need to be ashamed and pretend to be into "ksoo is gay and I'm okay with it " typa fan just to seem cool and not come off as homophobic and get yourself attacked and your ass dragged down since it's 2022 and homophobia is no longer a thing and you can't fit in and you hate it. Stop fighting with yourself and say it: you're homophobic. I'm gay and I had many experiences with homophobic people who hide it like you. I can smell y'all 😅 I'm no longer responding to your asks. IF you don't like Kadi and you're homophobic you can go to zillions of accounts shipping ksoo with females go there and enjoy your fantasies with people who share your interest, why bothering us? Oh! Wait I forgot you also don't like that since you're an "Oppa is mine and he fucks me every night in my dreams" typa fan.

@Admin_Yoshida

[hyetomi]

local florist! jungwon

pairings: gn! reader x jungwon

genre: fluff ! just fluff ! acquaintances to friends / lovers ? idk but it's hinted that their relationship will change in the future

warnings: none

word count: 960 words

notes: i got sidetracked ... so here's a jungwon as a florist au !! inspired by his vlive with cactuses and a prompt i started on twt ! im sorry for any mistakes i wrote this in like 30 mins

"So… what's wrong with my Spider Plant?" you asked, fidgeting with your sweater's sleeves as a nervous habit of yours.

"Alright so," the florist in front of you said, eyebrows furrowed in concentration as he fiddled with your plant. He lifted his head after examining it and continued, "I don't know." 

He looked at you, staring into your eyes. You stared at him back blankly. It was silent for several seconds as you tried to comprehend what the boy said. Only when his words fully registered in your mind did you start to freak out.

"What do you mean 'I don't know'? Aren't you a florist?" you shouted in panic.

"I'm new! And I was left in charge by the owner because he has some family matters to attend to!” he retorted. “I literally just started working on the day you came and got your plant! That was like…”

He stared into the ceiling as he tried to recall the day he saw you buy your beloved Spider Plant. You stared and frowned at the boy 一 Jungwon, as seen on his nametag 一 as he tried very hard to remember. Honestly, it seemed as if he had already forgotten about your problem. For a person who was supposed to be helping others with plants, he was terrible at it.

“2 weeks ago! Speaking of, how did you manage to kill your plant within 2 weeks?” he asked with a grin, his adorable dimples showing, only for it to falter when he saw your expression. “Did I get the time wrong?”

“Listen, Jungwon-” you started, but was cut off.

“How did you know my name?” Jungwon questioned, looking at you suspiciously.

“You’re wearing a name tag.”

“Oh.”

“Alright. Listen, Jungwon.” you tried again. “I just want my poor Hank to be healthy again. If you don’t know anything, I’d be better off searching on Google. And, by the way, you have no room to speak about my incapabilities to take care of Hank. I see you tripping over air while trying to reach your canteen table, although that's not too relevant with the topic.”

“How did you know that?” Jungwon asked you, looking at you suspiciously once again.

“We go to the same school. We’re in the same grade, you fool.” you answered him with a flat face, not amused with his words.

“Oh.” Jungwon mumbled, trying to recall whether he had seen you in school or not.

“I’ll give you time to process this information while I search for ways to revive my Hank.” you said, trying not to snicker at his expression.

Meanwhile, Jungwon was trying exceptionally hard to recall whether he had seen you in school. He blames it on his friends. Maybe if it weren’t for them being so hard to control, he would have remembered you. Especially since you were in his grade. How embarrassing of him. 

Honestly, he has never really shown any interest in anyone at school, so he has never bothered to remember the people around him. Except for his friends (he’s not so interested in them either) and his friend’s (namely Sunghoon) childhood friend. What’s their name again? They were very interesting. Actually, to think about it, they looked exactly like you! What if-

“Oh my god. You’re Sunghoon hyung’s childhood friend.” he blurted out.

You laughed. You laughed loudly. 

Jungwon was very embarrassed. How did he not remember you? He slowly sank onto his stool and hid his face between his hands, brown hair flopping onto the table. He knows his face and ears were as red as Rudolph’s nose, it could’ve brought a red rose to shame.

“You don’t have to hide, I can understand why you don’t remember me!” you reassured the poor boy in front of you and tried to stop your laugh, which you failed to do. “Earlier, I didn’t remember your name either, you know.”

“But still… it’s embarrassing!” he wailed, his words muffled by his hands. You laughed harder, making the boy shrink further into his seat.

“Well, you can make it up by helping me heal Hank. I just found out what’s wrong with it. I’ve been making it face direct sunlight.” you explained. “But apparently, Spider Plants aren’t supposed to have the sunlight directly on them.”

“Didn’t Mr. Yoon tell you exclusively to not do that?” he inquired, lifting his head to face you.

You were silent for a few seconds as the boy snorted at your guilty expression.

“Anyways, we need to soak it for a while.” you told him, pretending like you didn’t hear his previous statement.

“I’ll do it, give me Hank and I’ll soak it.” he offered as he lifted the pot off the table.

Jungwon took large strides towards the back of the shop as you watched him carry your cherished plant and tried to revive it.

“My name is Y/N, by the way!” you shouted after him. You walked over to the stool where Jungwon was previously seated and sat on it while you waited for the boy to finish.

“Well, Y/N, let’s get ice cream after this while we let Hank soak! I’m closing in around 20 minutes.” he suggested as he walked back to the front desk.

You thought about it for a while, before agreeing.

“That’s my seat, by the way.” he teased, earning an eye roll in return.

"I'll let you get your stool back. Only because you're cute." you said nonchalantly, smiling when you saw his cheeks bloom and how he tried to hide it by face-planting on the desk.

Let's just say that the flower shop did not get any new customers because a loud, high-pitched scream scared them away.

(And you had an amazing date hangout afterward.)

[glitchbirds]

tmi/transitioning related things (mostly centered around surgery in this specific post), mildly nsfw at points. also this is very long

ok why do i find it easier to talk about these things on here, a public account where strangers and vague acquaintances follow me, than on my private twitter where only friends (mostly v close ones) follow me. idk. it just feels less embarrassing (IE: humiliating) if i picture the intended audience as more neutral/mixed and not consisting of multiple people who have met me in person and/or who have known me since middle/high school

also this is very rambly and maybe not coherent. apologies. this has been swirling in the back of my head since last night and im just throwing it into text post form and proceeding to pretend to forget it exists.

i feel like for most of my life i was extremely ambivalent about top/bottom surgery personally because i had such a detached sense of self (let alone attachment to my physical body) that i just didnt care. and as i got older i at least reached a point of like, ok, top surgery is definitely in the cards because i dont like my chest and its more of an inconvenience than anything, but i never really thought of it as like, overtly dysphoria-inducing to have breasts? my main issue was (and still is) always just how other people view their presence on my body. ive tried wearing a binder a grand total of two times, but it was uncomfortable (esp since i am Fat) and just drew my attention MORE to their presence. and this year it finally hit me that a lot of my current issues w/ my chest are resolved if i just… dont wear bras anymore. because just like a binder, bras mean im constantly thinking about the pressure on my chest. so i dont and im significantly better off for it, even though i Am constantly worried by the possibility of people staring. like. i have a big chest unfortunately and (sorry) the nipples are constantly making their presence known. but like. even when i wore bras the nipples constantly showed and i hated THAT too but at least now i dont think about them as much when im in public unless im speaking to someone directly, but then i can at least cross my arms or something.

ftr. the knowledge that just Deleting The Nipples Outright is even an Option with top surgery was a game changer and ive been set on that for years. i honestly think if you forced me to chose between removing the breasts and keeping the nipples, or removing the nipples and keeping the breasts, id have to think about it for a long time before deciding, because i think the latter option would solve way more of my remaining dysphoria than the former. having a chest does not bother me tremendously because again I Am Fat and fat cis men can have large chests too, so it doesnt feel like it automatically makes me read as A Woman to strangers... just in combination with other factors.

(in the end i would probably settle on top surgery and keeping the nipples if i HAD to, if only because i suspect the breasts to have some connection to chronic pain, but it wouldnt be ideal for me. i want these bitches gone.)

as for bottom surgery… WELL. no one on this god damn website(or twt) likes talking about bottom surgery seriously, or at least no one i know, which is unfortunate because it makes me feel like im alone here in caring about it in any capacity. i feel like a lot of my transmasc/trans guy friends only want(ed) top surgery and dont care about bottom surgery, which is absolutely fine and i support that and love that, but it does make it feel very difficult to even acknowledge the possibility that i might want it for myself because its like theres no precedent. (and ofc theres also the possibility that out of my friends there are others who are in the same boat as me and just dont want to talk about it publicly, which. Very Fair because clearly i am also having issues just Talking About It.)

ive also gone back and forth over wanting it for years, and then back and forth about what Kind i’d want, though ive learned over time that phallo is preferred for fat transmasc ppl and its probably what i would lean more towards getting for myself regardless of that. though the fact that its more expensive/can have more complications/requires more surgical procedures and longer recovery time, Does Scare Me A Bit, and that circles back into the aforementioned "i feel like a freak talking about this at all in the first place" feeling... like i dont even know how to talk about having these concerns in the first place because i feel like nearly everyone i know has simply decided to not bother with this and will somehow judge me for wanting it for myself. even though im aware thats nonsense. idk. just the fact that its literally Dick Surgery combined with my usual aggressively high levels of self-isolation = This Is The Most Humiliating Topic In The World To Me. how dare i acknowledge to others that i possess genitalia or that i may wish to alter them in some fashion to feel more comfortable. i feel like if i DID go through w/ getting phallo i would just go radio silent online throughout the whole process for months on end because id be too nervous to even acknowledge its happening.

which, in general is also something i wish i could fix in myself. :/ i have spent the majority of my life becoming more and more private and for the most part i dont think thats a bad thing but it unfortunately is/was combined with a lot of repression and trauma and im just barely beginning to fully untangle some of that and now im in a place where i dont WANT to be as reticent as i am but it feels impossible to really stop; and/or i feel like people ive known for years will be shocked and appalled if i suddenly acknowledge the fact that i am a human being capable of carnal thought. like, man, fucking look at the way im talking about this and dancing around the subjects. look at it. i am twenty five years old. i am a mess.

i think my other major concern w/ phallo that i didnt already note above is connected to this- i dont mind the idea of having skin graft scars, but i DO mind the possibility of someone looking at a scar on my arm and being able to tell. you know? like idk, someone knowing im trans and seeing that scar and suddenly Knowing the state of my genitalia without me even acknowledging it. which is probably. me being extremely paranoid for no good reason, because phallo isnt the only procedure in the world that requires skin grafts, most people in the world are not super well versed in Transmasc Surgery details, i could chose less obvious sites for skin grafts like the thigh, etc. but the thought just makes me deeply uncomfortable. though not AS uncomfortable as it used to make me? testosterone has done a LOT for me the past few months to make some of these things matter less to me and get me over some of these hangups i have had for the majority of my life and i am deeply deeply grateful for that. like i can guarantee i would not be making this post if i was not on T because i would just be too freaked out by the vague possibility of anyone actually reading this fucking Manifesto im crafting here.

idkkkk. it wouldnt be the end of the world if i decide against getting bottom surgery in the near-ish future- or ever- but like. GRIMACING ok let me rip THIS bandaid off, i have never in my entire life been comfortable with penetration . it is either uncomfortable or outright painful. i suspect i have vaginismus or something similar, and i know there are treatments for that and i could eventually reach a point where i Am comfortable with it, but frankly i do not Care. while there are times where i may wish that this was not a problem i have, i am mostly content with allowing a significant portion of my equipment to remain in relative disuse.

so like. idk. frankly it would probably be better for me to go through the whole process of bottom surgery so i actually have Fully Functional Genitals for the first time ever. ftr even typing that sentence makes me want to die i am like at war with myself and my own prudishness even when i am as vague as possible. i am also cutting out a LOT of other details rn because i would probably just keel over from a heart attack if i Did include them.

Ok Well. i have talked for like 1500 words about my problems disorders and publicly humiliated myself enough for one day. if youve read through this whole thing you have nothing but my apologies. and also my gratitude. but mostly the apologies.

[stayarmytinyzenmoa-l]

YOUR NEW UPDATE IM SCREAMING I EVEN WENT TO YOUR ASKS INSTEAD BUT ??? CAN WE HAVE MORE MARS CHAPTERS BC I NEVER KNEW I WANTED POV FROM THE ANIMALS BUT THE TEA OF MARS BEING SMARTER THAN BOTH ATEEZ AS A WHOLE AND MAJORITY OF NCT PLS AKHAAKB

plus jisung, jeno, and jaemin panic searching/buying a shiba inu to replace mars and jaemin not being close to him but knowing the exact habit mars has BUT ALSO jaemin rlly out here saying jeno is the closest one of the three of them to mars when he said that ;;;

this chapter tho is making me think which of the nct and anima members know mars has been going back and forth without y/n knowing but not worrying bc they know mars is just going to the ateez/nct dorm like mars could straight up have a whole adventures of mars miniseries atp HAHAHHA

BESIDES THOSE THO:

1) SOFT BESTIE YANGYANG LIKE IM NOT SURE ANYMORE WHAT TIMELINE WERE AT WITH YANGYANG IF HE'S GOT PINK HAIR BUT I IMAGINED THAT SO SOFT /PINK HAIR/ BESTIE YANGYANG IT IS

2) WOOYOUNG IMMEDIATELY TEXTING YEONJUN WHEN JONGHO SAID THAT PLS;; the intuition BUT ALSO TASTE GO YEONJUN (you're my exception in the face of seonghwa im sorry hwa , jun is just too strong) PLUS yeonjun wanting to collab for a while pls imagine how good the song would be lord !!!

3) i forgot stalker make-up artist sasaeng buT HE CAN CHOKE (threat) BUT DEF I FEEL LIKE WOOYOUNG AND for some reason YANGYANG (idk who else would) would either come to collect the collection he has and either keep it bc y/n simp and bestie squad but would also auction and sell it off on twt in their stan accs to get that cha ching 💰💰

AHAHAHAHAHA YEAH THIS CHAPTER WAS A GOOD ONE HEHE BUT YES I'm planning on doing some Mars chapters for fun, maybe I can like alliteration it like the "Marvelous Misadventures of Mars" or something and it's just him having fun and occasionally the other pets can show up too. Debating on adding dialogue and playing it off as everyone else hearing barks and meows lol lol

Also yuh they're really stressing out AHAHAHA but Jaemin seemingly not caring at first and then him being the one to search up Shibas available for sale/adoption he cares he just pretends not to, totally the guy to be like "I don't want a pet" but when the pet shows up anyway he's attached at the hip to it HAHA Jaemin's shoes may or may not be the ones usually victim to Mars, there's a reason why Yangyang keeps his sneakers above his closet HAHA

But I gotchu, all eight members of ATEEZ and ANiMA+NCThree know that Mars escapes to the NCT Dorms, (Y/N) doesn't know that Mars escapes the NCT dorms periodically to explore (she thinks its inescapable, but it is, indeed, escapeable through other means).

1) YES this is during February so we're talking faded mint/silver haired Yangyang but we love a bestie

2) *cue tiktok sound* HE KNOWS Wooyoung's going to be pretty pivotal these next chapters, he just doesn't know it yet, but YAAS YEONJUN A KING RECOGNIZING A QUEEN I imagine that the song will have a heavy dance beat to it

3) He is a very forgetable person considering he's our new antagoist muahaha but oh yeah, those two would 100% capitalize off of his maniac collection HAHAHAHA it's what any best friend would do, and if they don't then (Y/N) will lmao

[hkeroro]

ep5 thoughts

inconsistency very much present throughout the episode

i swear if half of the scenes are just fillers there’s no need to keep the 1hr 30mins format

the sudden villain profiling for seokhyeong’s mom?? shinhye accused of stealing her ring (my bet is shinhye was just taking back what was hers - the dowry)

the fact that we get like 20 mins of that w no proper resolution bcs suddenly it’s a timeskip???

i kind of get the point of the whole scene bcs it wants to amplify seokhyeong’s apprehension towards relationships (the whole his family being the in laws from hell trope?) but its like okay thanks for that what are we the viewers gonna do that w that info?

i feel like it merely just adds on to his characterization??

but him not pushing minha away when she confesses and let’s her try again, ok that was CUTE 🥺

BUT OK PRIOR TO TIMESKIP HOW MANY TIMES DID SHE TRY AGAIN?? will it still be a addressed in future eps (feels a bit weird if its bcs it’s been a year hello?) or forgotten huhu

only other standout scene was eunji’s mom and how the parents will donate every year under the name of the heart donor, sooo soo precious and thoughtful uwu

also plss can we get progress on ikjun and songhwaaaaa (i love them tgt as besties or sth more but i wanna see how things are set up for them ACKK)

honestly dunno how to feel abt the gyeoul scene too……..ppl on twt are picking on straws saying her prompt action was correlated to her being in a busive household tooo??? im sorry but seems like a stretch?

personally feel like it wasnt ooc too bcs we’ve seen time a few times of how gyeoul kind of just goes into stuff bcs she feels it was the right course of action at the time? debatable on how we view it as right or wrong (kind of like s1 where jeongwon and ikjun have diff responses to her actions yknow)

but also like i feel her being more reserved abt her feelings (not towards jeongwon but in general) and not opening up as much is gonna be a theme they explore in the next episodes since jeongwon (who’s highlyyyy perceptive) keeps bringing it up

but also the next ep is alr a timeskip LIKE MINHAS SITUATION ARE THEY GONNA ADDRESS IT OR PRETEND ITS NOTHING BCS ITS BEEN A YEAR? 🤨

idk its just so weird if it is gonna be addressed bcs it’ll be like, bruh it’s a year and they still havent resolved that issue, kind of thing no?

timeskips if used correctly make up the whole show but like everything else this season that also seemed outta place to me??? i very much welcome a timeskip but maybe a few months later instead since there’s a few things i’d like a resolution on before everyone moves on?? anyways

NEW INTERNS AND RESIDENTS ACKKKK ESP FOR GS!

i’ve been lobbying for kang seungyoon (loml) to be gyeoul’s new GS resident for the LONGEST TIME (seungmin - the oc i created for seungyoon has been a staple in almost all my fics plEASEEEE) and it’s so sad he won’t be there since he taesoon(?) in racket boys

🕯🕯🕯🕯🕯hoping for an OST still 🕯🕯🕯🕯🕯🕯

BUT LEE JONGWON??? OK IM LISTENING

ending the rant with the fact that im always so close to dropping the show but it always leaves me back coming from more (w the guise of maybe next week’s ep will be better and LEE JONGWON)

[getsojaded]

chemistry || calum hood

word count: 3.8k+

warnings: mentions of weed, swear words, mention of injury, food & the slightest bit of sex talk

a/n: hey twt moots ;)) anyways, this is inspired by this post! i hope u all enjoy <3

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It was about 11 pm, and I had just finished taking an unnecessarily large amount of notes for chemistry class. With a sore, shaky hand and a vision that was starting to go blurry, I had finally finished ten pages. Who knew that there was so much information about 5 organic compounds?

I yawned in my seat, stretching my arms out and removing my glasses. I was more than thankful that I can call it a night, and walked towards my bathroom to get ready for bed, which took a good 30 minutes. It usually doesn’t take me that long, but fuck, I was exhausted this whole day. After all my skincare was completed, I walked back to my bedroom and hopped into my bed, prepared for a well deserved rest. After slouching for a good three and a half hours, comforter and pillows had never felt so good against my body. 

Just as I was about to fall asleep, I heard a loud ding! from my phone and I opened my heavy eyes, which immediately annoyed me. I ignored the first one and tried to go back to sleep, but one ding turned into six and I couldn’t take it anymore. I angrily ripped the covers off my body, sitting up right after reaching for my phone on the nightstand beside my bed.

6 New Text Messages from: calum hood

hey wyd rn

can you do me a favour

i need your help

im at this party right now and i’m about to get high as fuck but i forgot about our homework for tomorrow and i was wondering if you could do them for me

you don’t even need to make them look pretty like how you do it just take down the important shit

please

“What the fuck?” I whsipered to myself as I looked at my phone. “Who does this bitch think he is?”

to: calum hood

are you fucking serious right now

from: calum hood

please i’m really sorry LOL i completely forgot about it

i know your smarty pants finished it the second you got home please

i’ll literally buy you starbucks tomorrow morning

As much as I hated to admit it, his last text message kind of convinced me. I was a sucker for coffee, and could really stop spending money on it every morning. But was I really about to lose some more sleep just to do the party boy’s notes? I barely know this kid anyways. How’d this guy even get into college? 

to: calum hood

is it gonna be a venti

from: calum hood:

if that’s what you want, sure

I knew I was going to regret this decision, but I threw on my glasses and put my hair up once again, walking towards my desk. “I can’t believe I’m doing this,” I sighed out, opening my laptop and gathering my supplies together. I unlocked my phone, seeing that the time was 12 am. Am I doing this for coffee or am I doing this because he’s attractive and I couldn’t really say no to him? I groaned and leaned my head on my desk, texting him back.

to: calum hood

i hate you so much

get me a venti iced white mocha no whip and an extra espresso shot

actually no make that two extra espresso shots cause bc of your dumbass im staying up 

from: calum hood

i gotchu angel

thank you so much, see you tomorrow :)

“Fuck off with the petname and the smiley face,” I angrily cursed at my phone, picking up my pencil and beginning to write another ten pages of notes. 

“I hate this bitch,” I said, throwing my pencil onto my desk and slamming my laptop shut. The time was now 3:45 am and tired was an understatement for me. I crawled into bed, falling asleep almost immediatly, hoping that these 5 hours of sleep will give me enough energy to get through class tomorrow.

-

“You have got to be fucking joking me,” I mumbled, reaching over for my phone to turn off the alarm. I was definitely not a morning person, and the fact that I didn’t get at least 7 hours of sleep meant that I was not going to be in a good mood today.

I slowly crawled out of bed and began trudging towards my bathroom, seeing I had gotten a text meesage from the man himself. I rolled my eyes seeing his name pop up, opening the conversation between him and I.

from: calum hood

goodmorning!

to: calum hood

fuck off

I set my phone aside, getting ready for bed in the slowest way possible. I honestly could care less about what I looked like today, so I decided on a hoodie and sweatpants. I went back into my room and packed my bag with everything I needed, including Calum’s stupid study notes. I threw it over my shoulder, putting on my shoes and walking out the front door, into my car. Thankfully my college was not too far from my apartment, so it didn’t matter if I was running a couple of minutes late.

Parking my car and walking towards class, more and more annoyance filled my body, hoping that nobody would say a word to me, or even better, look in my direction. As I walked into the classroom, I walked towards the empty seats in the very back, choosing the one closest to the wall. I got settled into my seat, leaning the side of my head against the wall, hoping that I’d get the tiniest bit of extra rest.

“The last text message you sent to me wasn’t very nice.” I heard a voice beside me say. I opened my eyes and looked up, seeing the stupid Calum Hood. He was holding two cups of coffee - one for me, and one for him I’m assuming - and was wearing a maroon hoodie, which he actually looked really good in.

“I don’t think you deserve to have a nice goodmorning text, because you are the reason I’m in a pissy mood today, thank you very much.” I responded, taking my coffee from his hand and placing it on my desk. I reached into my bag and took the study notes I wrote for him, slapping it onto the desk beside me.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered as our professor began to speak up, indicating that class had begun. “What can I do in order for you not to be mad at me?” I turned to look at him. He had the biggest pouty face I had ever seen, which was absolutely adorable. But I’d never tell him that.

“Just shut up.” I sighed, turning back towards the board, opening my notebook and beginning to take notes. 

Not even ten minutes later, a green sticky note caught my eye as I was writing. My eyes gazed towards the sticky note, scoffing at what was written on it.

Pls forgive me :(

I turned towards Calum, who was currently well focused on the board in front of us. I lightly chuckled, knowing he was more than pretending to actually pay attention in this class.

I thought I told you to shut up, I wrote underneath his writing and stuck it back onto his desk, and continued from where I left off. I got maybe 5 words in before I saw the neon green appear back onto my desk. I can’t shut up if I’m not talking.

I rolled my eyes before crumbling the paper in my hand, looking at Calum once again. “You’re distracting me. What do you want?” I asked him, the brunette boy turning his head to me once again. 

“For you not to be mad at me.” He responded. “What can I do for you to at least smile at me? Besides telling me to shut up.” 

I stared at him with the bitchiest face I could put on, then rolled my eyes and began to take down more notes in my book. First, he makes me write ten pages for him and now he’s distracting me in class. Can he leave me alone for at least five minutes? 

“And now you’re not gonna talk to me. Fine, be that way.” He grunted. The two of went back to what to we were doing for the remainder of class.

-

“That’s all for today folks, I hope you have a good rest of your day and don’t forget to read pages thirty to thirty-five and finish questions one to twenty-seven.” Our professor said to all of the class, which resulted in me grabbing my bag and standing up immediately, wanting nothing more than to just get the fuck out of this place.

Please don’t talk to me please don’t talk to me please don’t talk to me-

“Hey wait,” Calum said and grabbed my hand. 

Fuck

“Yes?” I asked him, turning my body towards him as he let go of my hand. 

“What’re you doing the rest of the day?” 

“Nothing, why..?”

I saw that Calum had the cheekiest grin on his face after I gave him my answer. “As an apology for making you write down my notes, thank you very much by the way, along with making you angry this whole morning, how about we go get breakfast on me, and we can do our homework together, except I will do all the work, and you just copy my answers? How does that sound?”

I thought about it. One part of me just wanted to flip him off, go back home and get the sleep I missed out on last night. The other part of me was actually kind of down for that idea. Free food, free homework answers and I get to hang out with pretty boy? I wasn’t really losing anything here, huh? 

“I mean, I would say yes, but I took my car here and also I’m dressed terribly right now, the last thing I need is for more people to see me looking like this..” I trailed off, looking down at my current outfit and laughing lightly. “Babe, you don’t even look bad whatsoever right now. However, if you insist, you can go home and change and I can come get you when you’re ready. Is that a plan?” He asked in response. First angel, now babe? What is this guy doing?

“I mean.. I could do that...but-” “Pleeaaasee?” Calum cut me off, pressing his hands together, acting as if he was praying. 

“Ugh, fine, I’ll go with you! I’ll go home and get ready, and I’ll text you when I’m done.” I responded as the both of us walked out of the classroom, towards the parking lot. 

“Pinky promise you won’t cancel on me last minute?” Calum asked, extending his arm and putting his pinky in front of me as we reached my car. I hadn’t even noticed that he walked me to my car, which honestly made my heart flutter when I realized. 

“Are you kidding me?” I laughed lightly, taking my pinky and sticking it out with his, interlocking it. “Pinky promises mean everything, sweetheart. I’ll see you later.” He responded, winking at me then walking away. Getting into my car, I hit my steering wheel, squealing while I repeatedly hit my head against my wheel. “Fuckin’ angel, babe and sweetheart?! What’s next?” I asked myself, driving back to my place to get ready for this little study.. session? Hang out? Date? 

I never noticed how nervous I was to hang out with Calum until four different outfits were placed on my bed, with no ability to choose which one looked best. “Fuck, these are all terrible.” I groaned, flopping onto my bed and closing my eyes. I was interrupted by my phone ringing, seeing that Calum was calling.

“I know you pinky promised that you wouldn’t cancel on me, but angel what is taking so long?” He asked, laughing into his question. “I’m so sorry,” I groaned, getting back up and looking at the outfits I planned on my bed. “I’m having a little wardrobe crisis. I have zero idea what to wear.”

“You could’ve showed up in the hoodie and sweatpants and I’d still find you gorgeous,” He responded, making my heart flutter for what felt like the hundreth time today. This man throws small compliments left and right and it’s kind of driving me crazy. “But lemme see what you got planned out. I’ll make it easier for you.” I responded with an okay, quickly snapping a photo of the clothes that were currently on my bed. 

“Okay first off, none of these are bad at all. I think you could’ve chose any of these and rocked all of ‘em. Second, little shirt big pants is always the way to go. I say the second one.” He told me, choosing a white long sleeved shirt and the baggiest light wash jeans I had in my closet. It might’ve been basic, but Calum was right - you really can’t go wrong with a little shirt big pants combination. 

“Okay, thank you.” I sighed in relief, taking the clothes into my hands and walking into the washroom to change. “You can come now, I’ll text you my address. I’ll probably be done by the time you get here.” 

“Now was that so hard?” He asked in response, causing the both of us to laugh. “I’ll see you in a bit. Bye bye!” 

“Bye Calum, see you later.” And with that the call ended. I quickly changed into my clothes, put my laptop in my bag - along with everything else I needed - and slipped my shoes on. Once I finished doing so, I heard a loud honk outside, indicating that he was outside. 

Walking out of my house I saw Calum exiting his seat, walking over to the other side and opening the door for me. “Wow, what a gentleman.” I laughed as he closed my door and got into the drivers’ side once again. “You look great.” He told me, his eyes focused on my outfit. “All thanks to you.” I said nervously, as he started the car. “Where are we going again?” I asked him. 

“You can never go wrong with IHOP,”  He said proudly, with a wide grin on his face. “How’d you know I loved going there?” I asked him, gaining a chuckle from him in response. “Not sure if you knew this, but I’m a mindreader.” He joked, causing me to roll my eyes and laugh in response. 

Arriving at the place and ordering our food, Calum and I began to have a little conversation. It started off with an are you still mad at me? which resulted into talks about other classes, finals and parties. 

“You’re telling me you’ve never been to a party?” He asked in shock, me shaking my head as I took a sip of the water that was given to me. “Are you kidding me? We’ve been in college for what, two years, and you’ve never been to one?!”

“Yeah, in case you didn’t notice, I go to school to learn and not to party. I don’t ask people to take ten pages of notes for me so I could blaze up, unlike somebody I know,” I responded, Calum looking at me in disbelief. “I cannot believe you just called me out like that. I said I was sorry!” 

“Yeah yeah, I know. You’re making up for it with free food and free homework answers, so I decided to get over it.” I responded, laughing. “Also, when are we gonna start doing the questions?” I asked as the waiter came with both of our plates of food, thanking them as we began to eat. 

“I mean, we could go back to my place and work on it, if that’s alright with you.” Calum said, his mouth full of pancakes. “Is that your way of trying to get in my pants?” I asked jokingly. 

“You’re a fiesty one aren’t you?” He asked, with a simple nod from me in response. “Well to answer your question, no that is not my way of doing such a thing, I’d be much more smooth about it.” 

“Oh, so you think you’re slick or something?” “Nah babe, I know I’m slick.” There’s the cocky party boy that I was much more familiar with. I rolled my eyes in response.

“I’m gonna ignore what you just said.. Anyways, I am fine with working on it at your place.” I told him, getting a nod in response. Throughout the whole breakfast, we got to know each other quite well. I learned that he played soccer in highschool, but due to a torn ACL he had to quit. But because of that, he got into music and started playing the guitar. I told him that if there’s enough free time when we finished, he should play me something. He happily agreed to it, saying that I will fall in love with him after I hear his singing. I just roll my eyes at his cocky compliments about himself. 

I also got to hear his totally wild college parties that he goes to, telling me about this one time one of his friends’ houses got shut down due to the various noise complaints from neighbours down the block. “you should come join me in one”, He offers, with a “fuck no” in response from me. 

“C’mon, they’re not that bad. They’re actually really fun, and everybody’s always so nice.” 

“I literally can’t tell you the last time I got high, and the last time I got drunk it was not pretty, I’m retired from that shit.” I said, as he paid for our food and began walking back to his car.

“Oh, so you used to be rowdy?” He asked, the two of us laughing in unison. “High school me was a different story, we don’t talk about that.” I responded. “The things I would do to see that side of you. You gotta go to at least one before you get outta this place. They take a lot of stress off your shoulders for the night.” He told me as we walked towards the front door to his place, which made me laugh at the fact that he tried to make parties seem like a really good thing. A simple Maybe, was all I responded with as we got settled into his apartment, which was fairly clean to my surprise. 

We were currently sitting across each other at his dining table, the both of us reading over the textbook and him answering the questions after every section. He worked effeciently, which also took me by surprise. I underestimated this guy a lot, didn’t I?

A good two hours later, Calum had finished all the questions for homework and I had finished copying them down, thanking him for doing such a thing.

“It’s no problem. I had no idea that the notes were ten fucking pages long, you deserve a break after that- wait, you wear glasses?” He asked me, analyzing them.

“Yeah, only at home though. I don’t really like how they look on me,” I replied, taking them off and rubbing my eyes. He took them in his hands and put them back on me, smiling. “They look really cute on you, I like them.” He said, causing me to blush. “What’re you so flirty for?” I asked. Keep these compliments up and I might just fall in love with you before you even sing, I thought to myself.

“Well, with somebody as pretty as you, I gotta slip in a flirty remark every chance I get, eh?” He smirked, taking my hand, and taking the both of upstairs. “Don’t take this the wrong way, my guitars in my room.” He reassured me as we walked inside his room. He took the guitar from the side of his room, and sat on the edge of his bed, gesturing me to sit down next to him.

“Ready to fall in love with me?”

“Try me, Hood.” 

He chuckled, playing the intro to Sam Smith’s Leave Your Lover. “Holy shit, I love this song,” I whispered, watching his hands strum the guitar.

He began to sing, immediately amazed by his voice. It was so soft and raspy, I literally could listen to it all day. I closed my eyes, leaning my head on his shoulder. He laughed softly when he noticed, continuing on with the song. 

He finished playing the outro, which caused me to open my eyes and look up at him. “So, how was that?” 

“It was beautiful, your voice is so pretty.” I responded, smiling at him. “You should drop outta this whole college thing and just become famous.”

“Oh man I wish, but I think it’s too late for that.” He told me, now leaning on my shoulder, which made me want to scream and kiss him. “Did you fall in love with me yet?”

I patted his cheek with my hand lightly. “Not yet Cal, not yet. Stil kinda angry about that whole ten pages of notes thing.” 

“You’re never gonna let that go, are you?”

“Nah.”

He laughed, then took my hand and intertwined it with his, rubbing circles on it with his thumb. “What if I told you I’d be down to do this again, minus the whole ‘let me do this for you today as an apology’ thing?” He questioned, lifting his head from my shoulder and looking at me.

“What do you mean, ‘this again’?”

“I mean picking you up with a coffee before class, bothering you the whole time, getting breakfast with you afterwards, studying together, and then playing a song for you once we get too lazy to finish our assignments.” He replied with a soft smile that made my heart warm and my cheeks red.

“And what if I told you that I’d be down to do those things aswell?” 

“Well then my love, I will pick you up on Wednesday at 8:15 with a venti iced white mocha with only one extra shot of espresso, because I won’t keep you up to write more notes. After class, I’ll take us to any place you wanna go. Denny’s? IHOP? Waffle House? You name it. Then, we can go back to my place, study our asses off and then I can play you as many songs as you’d like. How does that sound?” He offered, the biggest smile appearing on my face.

“That sounds perfect.”

“Now if we’re going to be doing this... does this mean I can finally take you to a damn party?”

“Fuck off, Hood.”