#I love all the classes. I’m never going to bully people about their choices. but also. man people who hate rangers do not know what they’re

[ranger-danger]

Dnd people who hate rangers are so funny. Oh you love bards, but think rangers are useless in combat? That’s rich. Next you’ll tell me you love monks, but think rangers are too weak. What do you love sorcerers and think rangers suck?

[b0ther]

LOSER LOSER LOSER !!! YUUTA

it's your typical story: the bully and the loser. you don't mind, though. not when yuuta's taking you in this good.

pairing : okkotsu yuuta x reader (masculine pronouns. amab) rating : explicit, not safe for work (sexual content) type : headcanon & short drabble(s) hehe tags : reader is your typical BULLY and yuuta is your typical LOSER who gets BULLIED, depiction of violence (please be mindful of the tags), high school AU, yuuta gets off from the bullying, reader has a giant cock as per usual, yuuta displays some obsessive behaviours, usage of the words "slut" and "baby" and "whore" and "idiot", dry humping, blowjobs, spitting, anal sex, slight dub-con word count : 1,962

author's note : all my kings who believe in sub yuuta supremacy. . . this one's for you. also i wrote this half asleep. sawry. will def write more for this prompt in the future. love u ol 🫶

( masterlist │ ask/request │ ao3 )

♡ you have never really paid much attention to LOSER!YUUTA, of course. why would you? you have shinier friends and your reputation allows you to trample on people in his class. you don't need him—you don't need to know him.

♡ oh, but LOSER!YUUTA? he pays attention to you. he pays attention hard. he watches your strides, heading to the cafeteria or the bathroom or out the school gates. he breathes in the air every time he gets the chance to indulge himself from being close to you. his cock throbs every time you just so much as elbow his shoulder in malice. 

♡ LOSER!YUUTA is such a nice boy—he crosses his heart and swears to himself that he doesn't enjoy seeing his peers getting their heads slammed onto the chalk walls along the hallway by your sturdy hands. in fact, he hates it so much that he would rather you kick his stomach and press your cigarette butts on his cheeks. the sacrifices he would make for his classmates are immeasurable.

♡ and soon enough, one of your friends would start pointing out how LOSER!YUUTA peeks at your direction constantly behind his book. his small and slender frame as if nonexistence between whatever the hell he is reading. you shake your head, laughing. "you can't name anyone in this school who doesn't want a taste of my dick," you wave your friends off, "especially not some fuckin' loser like him."

♡ you forgot about LOSER!YUUTA for a hot moment—ransacking school bags to find cash you can claim on your own; stepping on the feet of anyone who dares to tell you no. when everyone looks away, you find one pair of eyes occasionally stealing glances your way.

♡ curiosity, as curiosity does, eventually finds itself making its way to you. you love the attention, and when there is the opportunity to fuck something, what proper response are there but to chase it?

“Arent’cha curious of me?” You ask, backing him up against the wall.

Yuuta shakes as you tower over him, eyes darting back and forth between your face and the door that you won’t allow him to leave. 

“Hey,” annoyed, you grab his jaw after taking a deep breath of the smoke between your fingers, forcing him to look at you. “Look at me when I’m talking to you.”

“Sorry,” he stutters out, almost as quick as the moment your sentence ended.

You scoff—Yuuta feels your hot breath on his skin. It smells like cigarettes, but mostly, it’s his first whiff of you. His eyes turn wide at his body’s awful timing of letting his cock go rock hard.

He prays that you won’t notice his cock practically peeking from underneath his pants. You never noticed his hard on, after all. But that day, in the cramped janitor’s closet, you are given no choice but to notice. Especially with his little grunt, clearing his throat like he’s slick.

“See,” you let go of his face, shoving his head against the wall. “I got you this hard, and what did I do?” You rub your leg against his crotch, intrigued at how his face crinkle in sudden pleasure. You killed the cigarette on the wall next to his head—Yuuta can hear it die, and he can almost feel the heat too.

He whimpers.

“Oh, quit being so whiny.” Your hand reached over to palm his ass, still rubbing your knee up and down his clothed length. “You like me this much? Show me.”

♡ LOSER!YUUTA is not proud that he came all over his uniform pants just by rutting his cock on your thigh. well, maybe he is. no matter how he feels about it, he manages to pique your interest and make you come back to him for more.

♡ you don’t pretend to hide it. you’d pull him over in the middle of a crowded hallway, arms snaking around his waist where the whole school can see. words begin to spread, but you don’t care. neither does LOSER!YUUTA.

♡ LOSER!YUUTA would have to work for your cock, though. you aren’t letting him get to you that easy. besides, it’s fun getting him to jack himself off under the showers as you watch him squirm like the pathetic slut that he is.

♡ you’d take him right then and there—the more you do this, the harder it becomes to resist him—but you control yourself. there’s gotta be someone on their right mind in this exchange, and with all his good grades and straight a’s, LOSER!YUUTA is definitely too dumb when it comes to you.

♡ it’s a surprise when LOSER!YUUTA lets you into his room for the first time. it was just how you expected his room to be—simple, plain, boring.

♡ “my parents aren’t home,” he says as he fiddles with the hem of his uniform, not daring to look you in the eyes.

♡ LOSER!YUUTA, eyes wide when you instructed him to suck you off. you snicker at his stupid expression, and nodded at your crotch as you sat on his bed. “go on, i’m not gonna cum on my own.”

♡ but he is so eager to please you. so so excited. he sits between your thighs and marvels at the size of your cock compared to his face. you do not disappoint.

♡ “aren’t you gonna suck it?”

♡ LOSER!YUUTA is so good at sucking you off. you should have made him give you a blowjob earlier. he is gentle at first, kissing the tips of your cock, slobbering up the rest of your length for his taking, before eventually using his hot throat to welcome you in.

You don’t even know where the fuck he learnt how to give a blowjob this good—who the fuck wants to get blown by a loser like Okkotsu Yuuta?

For some ungodly reason, he lets you in his room. And for some ungodly, too, he lets you place a pillow between your head and the wall as he sucks you off like he spends his days practising his jaws to accommodate your length.

He’s probably expected you to come on him like this, huh?

Both of his hands are squeezing the base of your cock, continuously pumping, and his pretty lips wrap themselves nicely around your tip. You watch the top of his head between your spreaded thighs as he drags the top of your dick in and out of his wet mouth.

“Yuuta,” you groan, gathering the strands of his hair with your fingers. All that you can hear is the sound of his chokes—at your call, he looks up at you under his long lashes, his cheeks hollow as he continues his slobbering mess. “Fuck,” you breathe, tugging on his hair tighter, “aren’t you pretty like this?”

His already flushed cheeks became redder—there is a sense of pride blossoming in his chest. You complimented him. Yuuta’s vision blurs as he becomes more dizzy—he just wants to make you feel good. 

♡ you wouldn’t have guessed that if LOSER!YUUTA was to have a hobby, it was to suck you off.

♡ LOSER!YUUTA would never initiate anything first, of course. but a slut like him just needs a push—he’d beat your meat anywhere you want. the school rooftop, the karaoke room you took him to once. under a restaurant desk or in a hidden library corner.

♡ the vulnerability of it all turns LOSER!YUUTA on. and his neediness, his little whimpers and cries—he turns you on.

♡ you wonder how you never notice LOSER!YUUTA in his gym clothes: shorts and a shirt that is a little too tight for his body frame. he is full of sweat whenever he has to run the mile or throw some sort of lame spike across the volley net.

♡ eventually you find yourself fucking him.

♡ tight, tight hole. tightest hole you ever seen. you had to breathe to stop yourself from cumming when you first tried out his hole.

♡ you fuck him in the shower room, you fuck him in the gym storage, you fuck him on the teacher’s table on an empty classroom. he’s always bent over somewhere: ass up for you to take, and dick hard for you to jack off and leave him on the edge.

“Don’t— Don’t stop—” he begs, prettily. You’ve grown a soft spot for him by now. His moans titter like melodies, echoing in the empty classroom as you dick him down—you press both his hands on his back as you drill yourself harder into him.

“Giving me instructions now?” You grunt, and Yuuta whines. A chuckle escapes your lips as you raise your hand to give his full ass a hard slap. "Shut up and just take my cock."

♡ LOSER!YUUTA just wants you to kiss him.

♡ he reaches his arms around your neck whenever you press his knees over his chest, pulling you in.

♡ “no, no,” you chuckle, grabbing his jaw. “you don’t get to fucking kiss me, alright? i don’t kiss whores like you.”

♡ and LOSER!YUUTA knows how weak you are to his little whines. he claws at your chest, caresses the side of your face—”please,” he sobs, “kiss me, kiss— nghh—” your cock gets him so drunk that he can’t even finish a coherent sentence—he can’t even beg.

♡ his eyes roll back, nails digging into the blades of your shoulders. “i can’t, i can’t—”

“You can’t what?”

His little hole feels like it’s scraping your dick every time you pull out and slam yourself back in. He’s so wet, so messy, so tight, just for your cock and even after fucking into his asshole this many times, you wonder how he can still be so fucking tight.

“You’re t’big,” Yuuta closes his eyes, hand blindly grasping for your neck, desperate for something to hold on to. “I can’t—”

“Aww,” you coo, faking empathy as you grab his face. “Sure you can take it. You’ve done this a million times.”

Yuuta lets one of his eyelids fly open, and he is greeted with your lips, lazily grinning down at him.

“It hurts,” he cries softly, knees becoming sore as you continue to bend it over his torso. His dick aches at your lack of attention to it, oozing precum all over his uniform and on the floor where you were fucking him. “Fu– fuck. Please, please.”

You watch the way his hair sticks against his forehead with his sweat, cheeks billowed and chest heaving. He just doesn’t know the things he does to you.

“Little slut can’t take it?” You manage to keep your voice steady, as if you aren’t close to fucking his brains out. “Want me to kiss it better?”

As if he has his ears perking at your preposition, he shoots both his eyes open. Excitement flashes through his pupils, and between his grunts, he manages to ask, “Can… can you—?”

You laugh, “Of course not, idiot.” You let go of his face and stand on your knees, ready to pummelled into him even harder. “Here,” you lean down at his sweaty face, kissing the skin under his eye before spitting on his face, “You can have a taste.”

Yuuta squirms. You use the back of your hand to wipe the spit off your mouth and laugh again when you see Yuuta with his mouth open, tongue hanging out.

“God. Want me to spit in your mouth this time?”

Yuuta nods, wrapping his leg around your body as best as he can, and weakly tugs for you to lean down. Every taste of you is divine—he wants everything you offer him, and he wants so much more.

“You’re so hot, baby,” You rub his face. “Beg for my spit. Use your words. You can do it, right?”

[justabigassnerd]

Bad Decisions

Pairing - Jake 'Hangman' Seresin x daughter!reader, Jake 'Hangman' Seresin x Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw

Word count - 2,325

Warnings - alcohol, drugs, feeling uncomfortable, slight bullying

Summary - when a gathering with friends goes wrong, you call one of the most trusted people in your life to help you get out

A/N - whoa not only did I finish and submit my dissertation today. I uploaded a whole ass instalment of the Hangman junior universe?? I thought this would be a nice 'I've returned' gift for y'all! this was a lovely idea sent in by @weloveds and of course, I had to write it! I won't ramble anymore but as per y'all, please send in requests, feedback and enjoy!!!

Being in high school meant that sometimes you made bad choices. You had prided yourself on being someone who didn’t make those kind of choices. Your dad had raised you to know your own worth and to not make friends with people who treated you badly.

Yet somehow you found yourself surrounded by the exact people your dad warned you about.

Living near a Navy base meant there were a lot of transfer students going in and out of your school, the kids following wherever the Navy sends their parents. Some people who came were nice and you got on well with them, and others would people you steered clear of. When your friend Mary moved away because her mum got posted elsewhere you started to stick to yourself. You were outgoing enough to make friends, you just lost interest in doing so when Mary moved away. You figured that if people were going to be coming and going you didn’t want to run the risk of being attached to them. Your dad and Bradley had noticed that you had become more withdrawn and didn’t spend Friday evenings with your friends, finding yourself hanging out with the Daggers more and more, which nobody minded, they were just concerned. Bradley and Jake had double and triple-checked with you that no one was bullying you and once they had the confirmation you were just scared to make friends and then lose them, they encouraged you to try and let someone in. They told you that you didn’t need to be best friends with them, they just wanted you to have someone to lean on when you were at school.

You eventually got invited to join a group that had recently formed after a new load of Navy kids moved in. At first, they were kind and welcoming, letting you join in on their plans and never once making you feel unwanted.

But then they started to show their true colours.

Over time you noticed that they’d whisper a lot amongst themselves and when you asked what was going on they’d brush it off, saying it was an inside thing you wouldn’t understand. They also had a tendency to skip class and be disruptive when you were trying to work. You figured that’s how they were, but you didn’t know what they also did with their evenings. One day they decided to talk to you over lunch.

“Hey, y/n. Do you want to hang out in the park with us tonight? It’s Friday night so most of us have late curfews or none at all. I’m sure you’re in the same boat.” Lucy says, stabbing her fork into her meal as she glances over at you.

“I mean usually I hang out with my dad and Bradley, sometimes the other Daggers too.” You argue weakly, wanting to spend more time with your friends but also not wanting to bail on your dad.

“Oh come on. Friday nights as a group are so fun and you’ve never been there! I’m sure your dad won’t miss you for one night.” Jared scoffs as he takes a swig from his water. He wasn’t wrong. You had missed out on the Friday night meet-ups because of wanting to spend time with your dad and Bradley.

“Okay, I’ll come.” You say with a small smile as the group celebrates happily. You texted your dad just before your next class started and told him that you’d probably be out when he got home from work. He was quick to respond, telling you to stay safe and to contact him or Bradley if you needed anything.

You went home after planning a time and place to meet up with your friends and unsurprisingly the house was empty, giving you the freedom to blast your music as you showered and changed and once you were ready, you went to the park and quickly located your friends who waved you over.

“Hey, y/n! We gotta head to the corner store real quick to grab some snacks. Come on.” Jared says, leading you and the rest of the group to the small corner shop and while you went to look for snacks, the others went to the aisles containing alcohol.

“Hey y/n, distract the owner while we snag some of these will you?” Henry says, inspecting the alcohol in front of him.

“What? No. We’re not stealing.” You hiss lowly, not wanting to get everyone caught by your shocked words.

“Oh don’t be a wuss. Just buy some snacks, talk to him, and buy us time to sneak out.” Lucy whispers harshly as she picks up a six-pack of beers.

“No! If my dad found out about this, he’d-”

“Jeez, do you do everything daddy tells you to do?” Jared scoffs.

“Why’d we invite the daddy’s girl?” Henry says as he rolls his eyes. Narrowing your eyes you leave to stand outside the shop, refusing to get involved in their shoplifting endeavours. But you didn’t want to leave just yet, despite their comments you figured they could redeem themselves somehow. It took them about five minutes to emerge from the shop, bottles shoved in jackets as they tried to discreetly leave without being noticed.

“Thanks for nothing Seresin.” They hiss as they walk past you, but no one tried to stop you when you followed along behind them. When they found a secluded place in the park and got out the alcohol you started to get more uncomfortable than you already were. It got worse when other people showed up. People older than you and your group and it increased more than you already thought possible when they started pulling out bags of weed and began rolling blunts. With your uncomfortableness reaching an all-time high, you quietly slipped away while everyone was busy smoking and drinking and once you were far enough away, you pulled your phone out of your pocket. Your thumb hovered over your dad's contact for a minute as you quietly debated whether it was worth him knowing about what just happened before you moved to click on Bradley’s contact, lifting your phone up to your ear as the phone began to ring.

“y/n? Is everything okay?” Just hearing Bradley’s voice helped calm you but only slightly as you took a shuddering breath.

“Can you come and get me?” You manage to say, leaning up against a tree as a cool evening breeze makes its way past.

“Are you hurt? Should I tell Jake?” Bradley immediately asks, leaping up from where he was sitting on the sofa and rushing to grab his keys and put his shoes on.

“No. Don’t tell dad. I don’t want to ruin his night with Uncle Javy. I just want you to pick me up.” You say hurriedly, eyes darting around like anyone from the group could appear at any second.

“Okay, I won’t tell your dad. Tell me where you are, sweetheart and I’ll come and get you.” Bradley says, keeping his voice steady and calm as he could hear the obvious panic and stress in your voice. You relay your location to Bradley, and he promises to get to you as quickly as he can before getting into the Bronco and driving to where you were. He stays on the phone with you the entire time to make sure you were calm, telling you to keep talking to him and to tell him when you can see the Bronco so he can find you.

“I can see the Bronco.” You say when you catch sight of the familiar blue vehicle.

“Good, I can see you too. I’m going to hang up now, okay? I’ll pull up once I’ve hung up.” Bradley says softly, hanging up once you’ve acknowledged him and then pulling up alongside where you were. He barely turned the engine off and pulled the keys out of the ignition before he was leaping out of the car, immediately holding you by the shoulders and checking you over for any injuries.

“Are you okay? Did someone hurt you?” He asks, his eyes swimming with concern as he searches you over. Instead of responding, you wrap your arms around Bradley’s middle and hug him tight, taking him aback by the force of the hug but once he recovered, he was quick to reciprocate the hug.

“Woah, what’s up kid?” Bradley questioned worriedly as you continue to cling to him.

“Can we just go home?” You ask, your voice muffled as you spoke, but Bradley heard you nonetheless.

“Okay, let’s get in the car.” Bradley says softly, guiding you to the passenger side of the car and opening the door for you, waiting for you to get settled in your seat before closing the door and rounding the car to get behind the wheel. He begins the drive back to the house in silence, with only the radio playing quietly in the background.

“I think I made a bad decision today.” Your small voice makes Bradley raise an eyebrow as he briefly glances over at you.

“Why do you think that?” He questions, focusing back on the road as you stare out the window.

“I made some new friends at school not too long ago and at first, they seemed nice. I hadn’t made any friends since Mary left so it was nice to have people to talk to at school. But then they invited me out with them for the first time tonight and they weren’t at all what I thought they were like. They wanted me to help them shoplift some alcohol and then they invited other people from outside the group and they brought weed and I got really uncomfortable and that’s when I left and called you.” You ramble, your focus on the world passing you by in the window.

“Well did you help them shoplift? Did you smoke or drink?” Bradley asks, glancing at you briefly once more as you shake your head.

“No, of course not.” You say, glancing over at Bradley who nods at your words.

“Then I don’t think you made a bad decision today. You just wanted to have an evening hanging out with your friends. They’re the ones making bad decisions. You did the right thing by calling me. I’m proud of you for not feeling obligated to stay just because they were your friends. You’re better off without them anyway.” Bradley says, and you remain silent, processing what he said.

“I made a lot of bad decisions when I was younger. When it became obvious to me that my mum wasn’t getting better, I started doing dumb things to forget about everything that was going on at home. The things I thought would help, didn’t and after a chat with Mav I realised that what I was doing was wrong and that I needed to spend time with my mum. You didn’t make a bad decision today. Even if you did, it would be a learning moment for you. Not every bad decision is the end of the world. You’ll be okay, kid.” Bradley says as he turns the Bronco onto the road your house is on and soon pulls the Bronco into the driveway of your house. Jake’s truck was still absent, a clear indicator he was still at Coyote’s. As Bradley turns the engine off you turn to face him.

“Bradley. Could we keep this between us? Dad already worries about me enough and I’d rather he not know about everything that just went on between me and the group.” You ask timidly, fiddling with the hem of your shirt as you avert eye contact. Bradley remains quiet for a moment before exhaling softly and nodding.

“Okay, y/n/n, I won’t tell Jake.” He says, watching as you lift your gaze to meet his as you smile lightly.

“Thanks, Bradley.” You say, turning to climb out of the car with Bradley mirroring your actions. When you get in the house and head to the stairs after taking your shoes off, Bradley calls you back to where he was standing in the hall, and you approach him.

“I just want to promise you something before you disappear off upstairs. I just want you to know that so long as you feel that you can come to me whenever you need help, I won’t get mad or tell Jake if you don’t want me to. However, if I think you’re hiding something and you don’t tell us anything, I will voice any concerns to Jake but only because I care about you.” Bradley says gently, watching you carefully as you nod, taking in every word he says. When he finishes speaking, you give Bradley another hug, with him reciprocating quickly.

“Thank you, Bradley. I love you.” You whisper, squeezing him tighter as you speak, smiling when you hear a breathy chuckle escape his lips.

“I love you too, y/n. Now, how about you go and chill in your room? You’ve had a long evening so it’s probably best you get some rest.” Bradley says after pressing a kiss to the top of your head and releasing you from the hug. Once you’ve been released from the hug you grin up at Bradley before turning and heading upstairs to relax in your room. Once you had left Bradley’s line of sight, he headed into the living room and flopped across the length of the sofa and switched the tv on. He crossed his arms behind his head to act as a makeshift pillow as he mindlessly watched whatever came on the tv. His focus was hardly on the tv, all he could think about was how you trusted him to come and pick you up from the situation you had found yourself in. And he vowed to himself that he’d always be there when you needed him. You’d always be protected with him and Jake around.

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[spaceman-earthgirl]

Supercorptober Day 24: Enchanted

ao3 fic link. series link.

The Room of Requirement is Lena’s favourite place at Hogwarts. She’d found it in second year when she’d needed a place to hide from Morgan Edge and his little gang of bullies.

She’s in sixth year now and she still uses the room regularly. Sometimes it appears as a study room, sometimes it’s just a place to hang out that isn’t the common room. Other times it appears in various forms to help her study. Just yesterday, there were dueling dummies lining the wall to help her with her jinxes.

Today, it’s very similar to their potions classroom down in the dungeons, except this room is way brighter. There are ingredients lining the wall and a cauldron set up in the middle. She may be top of the class and not necessarily need the extra work, but this is how she stays at the top.

The door opens just as she finishes the potion she’s working on and Lena looks up to see Kara walking towards her. It’s always Kara, the room never lets anyone else in except for her. It’s like the room knows, just as much as she needs this space, this place away from people where she doesn’t have to worry about anyone harassing her for her last name, she needs Kara too.

“It’s a beautiful day outside and it’s a Saturday, what are you doing in here?”

“What does it look like I’m doing?” Lena retorts. What she doesn’t say was that she was just waiting for Kara to finish Quidditch practice, knew that Kara would coming looking for her when she was done.

Kara rolls her eyes, and Lena realises her mistake immediately as Kara steps forward and peers over the edge of the cauldron. She should have just told Kara what she was doing, lied about what type of potion she was making. All she’d wanted to do was try out an advanced potion, and she’d made it perfectly, but it also means that Kara is going to know exactly what potion she’s made because it’s very distinctive.

Lena may be top of the class, but Kara is a close second.

Kara smirks as soon as she realises what the potion is. She glances at Lena. “Amortentia? Are you making a love potion? And just who were you planning on giving this to?”

Lena goes red immediately. If Lena was going to give it to anyone, it would be Kara. Not that she ever would, she would never take that choice away from anyone, but Lena has been head over heels in love with Kara since second year and she’d hexed Edge and got sent to the Headmasters office while defending her.

“I..uhh…”

Kara steps closer, bumps her shoulder with Lena’s. Lena breathes in, Kara’s shampoo filling her nostrils, the same smell that’s wafting from the potion in front of her.

It’s supposed to smell like whatever you’re attracted to. It’s no surprise that it smells like Kara to her.

“So, there is someone?” Kara grins, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.

Lena rolls her eyes. “No, I’m just practicing. I wanted to try a more advanced potion.”

“And it looks perfect,” Kara observes, leaning over the cauldron again. She takes a deep breath, closes her eyes as she takes in whatever she’s smelling. “That smells so good.”

Lena smiles. “It’s supposed to.” 

“What does it smell like to you?” Kara asks, curious eyes finding hers.

Lena leans forward, breathes in again, the smell making her feel warm and happy. “It smells like parchment,” Lena starts, earning a quiet “nerd” from Kara. With anyone else, it would feel like an insult, but Kara says it with so much affection it just makes her feel warm again. “It also smells like something sweet, something flowery that I can’t quite identify.” A lie, it’s definitely Kara’s cherry shampoo. “And it smells like chocolate.” Which Kara inexplicably always smells like too, whether she’s eaten any recently or not.

“Lena Luthor, are you secretly a sweet tooth?”

Lena laughs, knew Kara would latch on to that part. “I’m just telling you what it smells like. What about you?”

“Like freshly cut grass and that smell of the air when it’s about to rain. And…” Kara pauses, eyes flickering to Lena’s again but this time holding her gaze. “And it smells like lavender.”

For a long drawn-out moment, Lena is confused. Kara loves being outside, her favourite place is the Quidditch pitch, so her answer make sense. But Kara is looking at her like she’s trying to tell her something.

Kara chews on her bottom lip, still watching her but Lena’s just not getting it.

“What-“

“You smell like lavender.”

Lena’s breath catches. “Oh.”

Kara’s eyes are anxious now as they flit across Lena’s face. “Is that okay? It doesn’t have to mean anything, I just wanted you to know.”

And now Lena is struggling to breath, her heart beating rapidly in her chest. She takes a deep breath, inhaling both the potion and Kara’s shampoo, the smell mixing and making her feel dizzy.

“I lied.”

Kara frowns. “You lied?”

“I know what the amortentia smells like.”

“What-“

“It smells like your shampoo. And did you know you always smell like chocolate? I don’t understand it and I don’t even like chocolate that much but it smells so good on you.”

“That’s ridiculous, who doesn’t like chocolate? It’s delicious.”

“Just like I think pumpkin pasties are delicious,” Lena points out.

Kara pulls a face. “You’re definitely wrong about that, but I think we’re getting side tracked. If I’m following this conversation correctly, how would you feel about going to Hogsmeade with me next weekend?”

Lena’s breath catches again. “Are you asking me out on a date?”

Kara nods her head, the movements almost frantic. Clearly, they’re both nervous.

Lena smiles. “Then yes, I’d love to.”

Kara’s face breaks into a wide smile too. “Really?”

Lena takes a leap, even though Kara has already taken a much bigger one, and she reaches out and takes Kara’s hand. “I’d love nothing more.”

[carpetbug]

I just got to read both chapters of your AU, and I am really intrigued. I assume Master Fu's death happened before school started, right?

I wonder how seeing a brutal crime scene is going to affect a 13 yo girl.

You mentioned that Adrien would get the Ladybug Miraculous, but not due to Marinette's choice. So does she know Adrien is the holder? Or did she lose/the Kawami took action and Adrien got the earrings without Marinette's approval?

Also, without Fu here, there is no rule that the "Black Cate and Ladybug must not know each other"

Are there any other "dark elements" that you are adding to this AU, other than Hawkmoth being a Murderer? (On that note, I feel Gabriel being Hawkmoth might be a red herring, since we never saw Hawkmoth)

Is Marinette going to have a "different core friend group"? Since she is more reclused in this AU (as seeing a brutal dead body would do to a kid) I assume she will be part of the class, but never be as proactive or "hyped" as she was in canon, like a mix of Julleka and Kagami personalities, with a pinch of Marinette on it.

I wonder if Bunnyx will make an appearance due to this timeline being "so deviated"?

Also, I can't wait to see what makes Marinette choose Plagg instead of Tikki as her Miraculous

first of all thank you so much for reading and for all the questions I love love love it <3

Master Fus death happens the summer (really only a few weeks) before freshman year! But Im having fbau!Marinette be 14 when she becomes guardian, so she turns 15 during the school year (befana) (same goes for Adrien, only he turns 15 in bubbler before Mari). Either way, she’s still a brand new teenager and she definitely definitely struggles having seen the murder scene, and just not having the support of Master Fu.

Marinette does not know Adrien is the ladybug holder! I don’t want to give much away, but the main idea is Marinette has someone else in mind and Tikki decides takes matters into her own hands. Since Beetle wasn’t the chosen holder by Feline, she takes some anger and her own guilt from disappointing Tikki out on him before coming to terms with him as a partner, and eventually getting close with him

Not entirely decided, but probably! More mental health/illness stuff cause what’s an AU without a little trauma, probably a bit more violent akumas/mature themes but just gotta wait and see

She has mostly the same friends, but she is much more recluse! She tries to stay out of class drama so bye bye being class president, and now she has bigger problems than high school bullies so she doesn’t stand up for herself as much against chloe/lila (but alya has no problem doing so for her), and she shies away from group events/having people over. This is a big reason why Adrien really wants to befriend her and help her open up :)

I don’t currently have any plans for Bunnix to show up since Luka uses the rabbit miraculous in this au, but it would be a fun cameo!! I’ll definitely think about it + I love Alix so i’m sure i’ll find a place to have her pop in. For now let’s say she leaves the brunt of the work to Tempore Lapin

A lot of different factors go into Marinette picking the black cat rather than the ladybug, but i’d say the biggest one is probably the difference between Tikkis support and Plaggs support! Tikki tries to remain optimistic a lot, looking at the positives and trying to comfort her holder when they’re not okay. Plagg aims more for a coping with humor technique, but can pull it together when really necessary. His support is based much more around wanting what’s best for Marinette, even if that puts him and the other kwamis in peril (not having a guardian/holders). He values her honesty and genuine struggles with caring for the miraculous while Tikki aims to reassure that Adrien he has what it takes and can do it! [TLDR: Tikki says “You can do this! I believe in you! You’re a hero!” Plagg says “I’m here for you! This is your decision! It’s not all on your shoulders!”]

Thank you for the ask, it’s greatly appreciated <3 Feel free to send more!

[imsosocold]

My issues with the Nimona movie

!Read the webcomic before interacting with my post for a proper comparison and also because it's a genuine work of art!

I read Nimona when I was very young and before I knew and understood queer stuff. It resonated with me in a way few things have ever done and it was one of the first times a story was more than an escape. It was a reflection of my existence, an honest one. It was dark and gritty and there was no clear cut happily ever after or answers and I loved it!  The vast amount of themes present and the story’s wide focus in addition to the wild, loose art really captured my heart. The Nimona movie is distilled in comparison, with less ambiguity and exploration present. Changes either weren’t elaborated on enough (having the story take place in a more futuristic setting rather than the medieval ages is an interesting concept but its not utilized accordingly) or actually weakens the initial story.

Focusing on Blackheart and Goldenloin, the lifeblood of the series, in the webcomic the both of them came from the same Institution orphanage where they were raised ( with seemingly little choice in the matter) to be knights. ( In fact, funnily enough Ambrosius used to pretend to come from a noble lineage as a sort of defense mechanism which ended up getting him bullied.)  It’s how the duo connected in the first place and it’s also what tore them apart. The conspiracy wasn’t as grand and crazy as the movie's was; Ambrosius was considered the “better” type of knight candidate, the “good” type of lower class person; naïve, polite, conventionally attractive, didn't question things, had believed in the system from a young age, etc. So before a joust between Ballister and Ambrosius the Director came up to the latter with an explosive lace in order to guarantee Ambrosius’s victory. While initially refusing to use it, after being easily defeated by Ballister, Ambrosius loses his hold on things and presses the button, leading to Ballister losing his arm. The Institution being ableist as shit expels Ballister, believing there’s “no use for an one armed knight”, and all this leads to Blackheart being a villain. The situation is much more complex and messy than the movie presented and it’s from an intentional betrayal from Goldenloin.  A great example on how the disenfranchised often have to turn on each other to survive, on how people are evaluated by usefulness, and how those discarded by society often have nowhere else to turn to but crime. And while the affection between them is less apparent in the webcomic ( it’s very clear the romantic relationship always had to be kept secret) it’s still present throughout the entirety of the story. It’s in how the both of them refuse to kill each other, how they make sure the other is always safe, how Ambrosius always makes sure Ballister escapes, how they can casually meet up with each other, how it’s implied that a lot of the time Ambrosius has been going along with missions to make sure Ballister stays alive. But they’re also the birthers of these cutting lines of dialogue:

“ You wouldn’t kill me.”

“Yeah, and I’m supposed to be the villain. What does that make you?”

With all this in mind, the ending for them in the webcomic made me shed tears, because they’re scarred and hurt and things will never return to how it used to be and the future is so uncertain but change was made and things are better and with the Institution gone they can finally be together in whatever way fits them. I get none of this from the movie, everything that was compelling and complex about the relationship between Ballister and Ambrosius was taken away for something more simpler and palatable.

Now for Nimona, who’s always been a representation of queer rage but a queer rage that isn’t rational or pretty or always justified. She loves chaos and destruction and killing people, in comparison to Blackheart who, while causing trouble himself, doesn’t want to hurt people, especially for the sake of it.  Nimona wants to reflect her hurt onto the world and she was initially interested in Blackheart because she thought he was the ruthless villain society made him out to be. But even when he isn’t that Nimona still genuinely cares for Ballister and also wants to stop the Institution at any cost, especially once learning  how they treated him. Nimona’s also playful and creative and emotional and she likes games and pranks and pizza. Nimona is a kid, including with, and not despite, her actions and powers, something even Ambrosius acknowledges as an example of his turn against the Institution. Still, there is genuine reason for Blackheart to doubt Nimona, with her penchant for violence and  her lying about her backstory and her keeping her motivations hidden, though it is her right to keep those aspects of her identity private. Nimona’s origin is meant to be unclear and the audience is supposed to be left wondering about her to the very end of the story along with Ballister, learning with the characters that the exact details don’t matter in application to who Nimona is as a person and her right to be a person, even if she isn’t entirely human or human at all.

The movie definitely smoothed over Nimona’s more sharp edges, shaped her rage in something more focused and applicable, and ( excuse the word choice) overall took the magic away from her. And the experimentation she’s been forced through, one of the only solid facts known about Nimona and one of the things that's unfortunately defined her, isn’t explored at all. The Institution was interested in her and what her powers could be harnessed for,  highlighting the nature of capitalism and the concept “ continued innovation and development no matter the cost” much better than the movie does.

Disappointingly, who isn’t covered at all is Dr. Meredith Blitzmeyer, a poc scientist who dabbles in magic and likes combining her fields of interest together.  A positive example of innovation and invention in the series, someone who creates for the sake of it and the learning process but never puts her work above others and offers it up to help people. She’s a great aid and confidant to Blackheart, who encourages his interests and acts as a support system. They even set up a laboratory together in the epilogue, plus there’s absolutely no romantic chemistry built up between the duo, just platonic male and female friends! 

For such an important character not to be included is a waste of potential and representation. 

And I know changes had to be made to update the 5+ year old webcomic material and in order to fit the medium of a movie ( if it had been an episode series, for example, I think the adaptation would be closer to the source material) and Nate himself wanted to edit stuff to fit his current vision. It’s not like the movie is bad either and I understand why people enjoy it, especially with all the representation ( genderfluid Nimona finally being canon made me so happy too, believe me).  

But I just can’t enjoy the movie. It just makes me mad and sad. I will always prefer the source material and refer to it for content. That’s it.

[cupidevanesco]

ALL OF THE GIRLS YOU LOVED BEFORE. | ksm.

➨ pairing: kim seungmin x SHS!reader.

➨ note: not proofread, highschool x forbidden love trope.

➨ word count: 7.5k

Seungmin was known as the biggest asshole among the juniors and seniors in highschool. No one knew what he was up to, breaking all these girls’ hearts and all.

so I wondered, how did I manage to make him treat me like this?

I walked around campus for a little while as classes have not started yet. I still had two hours before studying and had absolutely nothing to do, so here I was, walking around, kicking dried leaves that fell from trees.

i stopped in front of a big tree, this was my signature place.

I sat on the bench that was under the tree and took a book out to do something to entertain me. As much as I wanted to take my phone out and chat with people, I had no one to chat with — which left me no choice but to read.

It's not like I was reading something educational; I was reading fiction.

this school year had been tough for me, my class rank went down from first to fifth, I stopped being a people pleaser which made my friends progressively leave me, Day by day.

It’s fine, it's the last year of senior year anyway.

But other than that, I was focused on one person, and that was none other than Kim Seungmin.

me and seungmin was never fond of each other, we were always fighting since we met each other and this year, he bullied me so much to the point where I lost the energy to even do anything back.

it’s not because I was offended or affected by the things he did or said, it was just because I realized that I would benefit nothing from fighting all day with him — about absolutely nothing.

I never understood why he hated me, he would often try to trip me where there were a lot of people around, hide my things for laughs, make rumours about me, and more.

I don't even care anymore, but him and his friends’ bullying doesn't seem to stop.

to be honest, when he didn't use to bully me as much, half of me enjoyed arguing with him. I was enjoying it because he didn't do physical things, but now he had just gotten worse, worse than I ever imagined.

I don't even remember the first time we started fighting and why. all I knew was that he hated me and that was not gonna die down soon.

speaking of the devil, “hey loser,” A familiar light brown haired boy stood in front on me with a couple of his friends trailing him behind.

“What do you want, seungmin?” I blurted out, my voice having an annoyed tone to it.

“we’re not even halfway through the school year and you're already stressed, it's only march.” he mocked me, making me look up to see that nasty smirk he had.

“I did not ask that... I asked you about what you wanted?” I raised my eyebrow at him, completely ignoring what he had said earlier.

“Nothing much really, How are you doing y/n?”

I knew for a fact that he wasn’t actually asking me if I was okay, I knew that he would try to pull some sick joke that would ‘offend me’

“Better than fine seungmin, how about you?” I played along his little games, I honestly am itching to know what he actually wants.

“Doing better than you, as always.” Whatever, I’m aware that he has an answer for everything, why did I even bother to respond to him.

“Well thank you for your time, you can go on with your day now.” I smiled warmly at him. it was fake but I couldn't think of a better idea of shooing him away.

He walked away, murmuring something to his friends and laughing about it which I certainly knew was about me.

I continued to listen to music and read my book at peace when seungmin left, I know I should've just ignored him but he wouldn't leave me alone unless he completely ruins my day, but to his dismay, I just don't care anymore.

Half of me wished that we were in a book; where in the end we’re either going to end up as friends or lovers. It might be weird, but I would do anything for him to stop bullying me,

even if it was being his lover.

I would basically be delusional if I said that was possible, so I shrugged off the thought.

After almost an hour of reading, I realized that I ran out of coffee. I was too focused on what I was reading that I forgot I had classes in only thirty minutes from now.

I took all of my things and went outside of campus to buy coffee from my favorite coffee shop.

Time passed by and I already had my order and was ready to leave when seungmin walked inside the café.

weird, I never knew he went here.

he and his friends laughed at me again for an unknown reason while I did my thing and completely ignored them.

there was one thing I did whenever I saw seungmin in public; it was to ignore him completely like I've never met him before.

I was afraid that he’ll embarrass me in front of people that wasn't from our university. Being humiliated in front of people from uni was already horrible and being humiliated from strangers didn't make a difference, just worse.

I tried my best to ignore him, but I don't think he was gonna let me go back inside campus without embarrassing me in front of everybody.

I was cautious around my surroundings, I knew any time now he would be sticking his foot out to trip me, so I was looking carefully everywhere.

I was able to leave the shop without getting terrorized by no other than seungmin. It was honestly a surprise and achievement to escape his terrorizing and I was here for it.

I finally calmed down and reached my campus, continuing to enter and go straight to first period.

I wasn't too late to class and not that much people were there, and gladly my favorite seat wasn’t taken by anyone yet.

I sat by the window and put my things down under my desk, I pulled out my textbook to review some topics as we had a pop quiz today.

I wasn’t stressing out as much because I was actually able to focus yesterday unlike the past few days before yesterday and I completely understood the topic.

I always enjoyed first period and the rest of my classes before lunch because well, me and seungmin didn't have the same schedule which is a relief.

But still, we had the same classes from fifth to ninth period which was hell for me, I’m so tired of crumbled paper and paper planes being constantly threw at me.

usually, those paper planes and crumpled paper will have something written in in; I always fail to not read them because of curiosity as there's something different written in it every single time.

I ignored my thoughts and continued studying until the teacher came.

Time passed by fast as the class finally ended with the school alarms lowly blaring. I breathed the sigh of relief as I stretched out my arms and back from staying still for too long.

right before I went out, I put my headphones in, not wanting to interact with anyone i see; especially that guy.

While walking to my next period, I passed by seungmin who was clueless of my presence — thankfully.

he looked troubled while he was looking for the things inside his backpack. Was it karma?

I ignored it and continued walking towards my class, and to my dismay, seungmin ran back and ‘accidentally’ pushed me.

I fell to the ground as he looked back at me, staring down, probably contemplating if he should help me or not.

To my surprise, he started picking up the books that fell from my hands and gave them back to me. He muttered a little ‘I’m sorry’ and ran back to where he was before, probably still looking for the missing object.

I stood still, I was speechless since this was the first ever time that he did something like this.

Earlier morning, he was just mocking me and probably talking bad about me with his friends and now he's helping me pick up my things?

Why should I even think too much about it, It was his fault anyway, he accidentally pushed me, he's REQUIRED to help me.

it just feels so impossible and unreal for him to do something like that...

I once again shrugged it off and continued walking to my next class, grabbing a new drink from the cafeteria before going because my coffee was already finished.

once I reached class, the seat by the window was already taken, there was only one seat left; it was at the very back.

I'm not complaining though, but I do lack focus whenever I'm back there.

I suddenly remembered when I just started highschool, I always sat at the back of the class…

with… seungmin?

Oh, now I remember.

We used to be chill around each other because we had a lot of similarities, then suddenly, everything turned into a competition of who likes what better.

then it became academic, I won a lot when it came to acads, but these days he’s either ranked one or two, never lower.

his friends was right below him, meaning I was below his friends.

I don't remember exactly what we fought about, but at least now I know some detail.

I also remembered having a small crush on seungmin?

whatever.

I probably only did because he was the only person I talked to and he was also the only person in the whole campus with the same level as me.

the teacher walked in snapping me out of my trance, she didn't wait any second and started discussing, leaving me no choice but to listen.

Throughout the whole class, I felt uncomfortable because not only was my pants feeling all itchy, but my head and my back hurts and I kept on unconsciously trying to recall me and seungmin’s past interactions.

I lost focus on the lesson but still kept trying to listen whenever I catch myself losing focus. I needed to get my rank back.

I was doing something wrong with my acads but I don't know what, if I don't get my rank back this semester I will surely get myself tutored.

But to be honest, getting tutored traumatized me. My parents used to hire really rude tutors before to get me studying ‘well’ and all.

But if I needed to get tutored to get my rank back, I WILL get tutored.

I didn't realize that the class already ended, students were already packing their stuff and leaving while I was just staring at the half blank white board that was now being wiped by the teacher.

I quickly gathered my things and left, I knew I was gonna pass by seungmin again but remembering what he did earlier, I didn't worry too much.

As expected, I passed by seungmin and to my surprise, he was walking with a sweet girl. he had his arms wrapped around her while they were laughing and talking.

oh how I felt bad for the girl. She's gonna get her heart broken like the others.

I said nothing as I noticed seungmin taking a quick glance at me and looking away. I pretended not to notice and kept walking.

So many unusual things already happened today and I don't want to encounter more, because what the hell is happening?

first of all, seungmin bullied me and suddenly became nice, I remembered all of our interactions and lost focus, and now he's walking with a random girl who's ‘bout to get her heart broken.

I've seen enough for today, I’m already so drained. I just want this day to end, it feels so long.

I only had two more classes left before lunch and that still wasn't enough to keep me content, I needed this to finish early.

I can't take more of this bullshit.

I let time fly and barely noticed that i was already walking to the cafeteria, I walked to the back of the line and waited for my turn.

When I got my beverages, I went straight to the rooftop.

I didn't like eating inside the cafeteria, There was a lot of people there and I couldn't bear the loudness.

when I was at the last step, the door from the rooftop swung open revealing a girl crying real hard and running.

the same girl seungmin was with earlier.

after her, the expected came out.

A disappointed, bored looking seungmin comes out. arms crossed and walking slowly.

I tried to ignore him and walked straight past him but of course, he became the person he was this morning.

“Y’know, you’re a real loser eating here all alone everyday.” he looked at me with a straight and serious face.

I unwrapped my burger and took a bite, pretending to not have heard him as I had my headphones on.

“i know you can hear me.”

“i know you can stop being an asshole if you wanted to.” I blurted out, I was already as annoyed by everything and I didn't want him interrupting me.

“that doesn't even- you know what, I don't care.” — “just why are you choosing to be such a loser when you can just socialize?” he boredly asks,

“and why can't you stop annoying me! why can't you stop bullying me and breaking other girls’ hearts?! why are you doing all of this when you can just become a better person?!” I yelled at him, causing him to stay silent.

“why can't you just work on yourself than to try to make me better?” I muttered.

“Because I can’t okay!” He yelled at me, I now noticed the tears that were forming in his eyes.

“Yes you can! you were a much better person when I first met you!” I yelled back, I won't let myself lose in this so-called argument.

“I miss you seungmin.” I finally admitted, looking at him with full of hope that he’ll understand.

“what?” he looks back up, trying to process what I just said.

“i said I missed you, seungmin.” I stood still, not sure of what to do or why I said that.

“How? what do you mean? I don't understand.” he looks at me teary eyed and confused.

“i meant I miss the old you, the person who was fun and chill, the person who used to listen to music with me in my classes, the person who ranted to me when he needed to and also the person that I could rant to.” at this point, I could feel the tears in my eyes start to form.

“I-... I’m really, really, really sorry y/n.” He breaks down completely and falls on the ground, covering his face with both of his hands.

I couldn't help but feel bad, he looked like a complete mess right now.

I couldn't move and didn't know what to do, but I knew I had to do something.

I went closer to him and cupped his face with both of my hands, “i forgive you seungmin, cry it all out.” after that, I hugged him and ruffle his hair while doing so.

I could feel the warmth of his breath hit my neck as he finally hugged me back and cried more onto my neck.

He was mumbling his apologies and reasons while i only sat there and kept on comforting the poor boy.

I soon enough invited him to eat with me, and he gracefully agreed.

After lunch, me and seungmin went straight to our classes.

After that, all I knew was my day went smoothly with seungmin who wasn't bullying me, and in fact was even chatting with me when we got the chance.

All of our classes are finally finished and we bid our goodbyes and separated ways.

After walking for a bit, I realized that I left my phone in our classroom.

I rushed to the classroom I was last in and went straight to my seat, thankfully, the phone was still there.

while I was walking my way back, I saw a beat up seungmin sitting on the floor and leaning on the wall.

I ran close to him, “shit, what happened?” I immediately sat down and took out the first aid kit that I always bring as I tend to be really clumsy and fall wherever I go.

“some... some group of guys stole my stuff.” he groaned while pressing onto his bruised eye.

“that looks pretty bad. let me-” I stopped talking as I focused to medicate the wounds on his face.

as I was finishing patching him up, he suddenly spoke, “why are you even helping me? you suffered so much because of me.” for a small momentum, I stayed quiet.

I realized that he was staring at me the whole time.

“the clinic is closed... when you get home, put an ice pack on this would you?” I said, pointing at his bruised eye and ignoring his question.

he gave me a reassuring nod and stood up as I did the same.

“I guess I have to go now...? bye seungmin, stay safe.” I smiled warmly at him and turned away when he grabbed my arm and turned me around.

“thank you y/n... thank you for forgiving me and helping me. I’m really thankful that you're here.” he held my hand tightly, looking at me straight in the eyes.

I stayed quiet while just looking at him. “Y/n, I... I love you.” — “This is serious, I'm not playing with you or anything, I really do love you.”

I kept quiet.

“I loved you from the start, when I first met you, but things went wrong at home and I took my anger out on people here because I thought it would be unfair if everyone was feeling fine and I wasn't. I regret everything I really do, and you made me realize that.” he sighs as he looks down, letting go of my hands.

We stayed quiet for a few seconds and I finally talked. “it’s okay, I told you right? you could change...” — “and seungmin...” I said and picked up the both of his hands, recreating his previous action.

“i love you too.” I stared at him with sincerity in my eyes.

Seungmin broke down again and hugged me tightly, I did the same thing back and patted his back. I stayed silent, there was no need to say anything.

We were quiet for a few minutes. Seungmin wasn't hugging me anymore, but his head was laying on my shoulder.

“Hey… let’s go home and talk about it, huh?” I cupped both of his cheeks as I stared at his flushed face.

His hair was messy, his eyes were puffy, his lips were plump and was pinkish while his nose and his ears were red.

I tilted my head waiting for a response as he just nodded his head.

We both stood up from the slippery floor and walked out of campus, finally.

“Y/n, do you want to… hang out for a bit?” he asked, staring at me with puppy eyes

I smiled warmly, “of course, minnie.” I said as I wiped the tears in his eyes, making him smile slightly with a hint of joy in him.

I was taken aback when he linked his arms with mine and kept on walking towards the closest café.

I stayed silent the whole time, I wish I stayed in this moment, forever.

We entered the café, arms still linked. “Do you want me to order for you?” — “Actually, that's not a question, I'll order for you. what do you want to get?” he asked, and finally unlinked our arms.

“Um, are you going to pay? I can pay for my-” before I could finish, he cut me off, “no. I will pay y/n, I owe you my life.” 

“I get that I kind of changed you, but don't be drastically dramatic.” I laughed and looked at him, 

“shush… just tell me what you’d like… it's an order.” he cutely shushes me like a little kid, “okay fine, I’d like to have a belgium chocolate latte, please.” I smiled at him and leaned on my hand for support.

“Of course, m’lady.” He smiled again and winked at me, I rolled my eyes at his flirty response and waited for him to come back.

A few minutes later, he came back with two drinks and a few donuts that I didn’t ask for. He probably got hungry from getting beaten up or something.

I was surprised when he gently pushed the plate of donuts towards me, “I got you some extra stuff, maybe you’d like it?” he smiles at me with shiny eyes,

“What… you know what, I'm not even gonna decline. but let's share, okay?” I jokingly say, “whatever you want, my puppy.”

damn, we aren't even dating yet.

I laughed at his sentence and decided to sip my drink and take a bite of the food, at the same time feeding him.

I noticed how his ears would get extremely red when I gave him a bite of the donut, “you’re whipped.” I seriously but jokingly said, “yes ma’am.” He closed his eyes and nodded as a response.

I laughed at his silly little response and kept on doing my thing.

Half an hour had already passed and we decided that we should go home as the sky was getting darker. 

“Can I take you home?” He asks with the same puppy eyes he gave me earlier. as much as I wanted to scream and run and say yes, I stood strong.

“Seungmin, we've already spent a lot of time with each other, no need for more.” I said and placed my phone back inside my bag, he pouted at my response and crossed his arms, turning away from me.

I chuckled, “what are you doing?” He turned around my with his little pouty face and rolled his eyes, I didn't know he was so childish with people he was close with,

or only with me…?

“Please let me walk you home…” he mumbled loud enough for me to hear. “Seungmin, will you date me in the future?” I asked, waiting for a response.

Seungmin seemed to have choked on his words and turned to me, “of course?” he says in a questioning tone, like it was the most obvious thing.

“Then walk me home when we’re dating. Bye minnie! stay safe.” I said and walked the opposite way, I heard him groan and finally talk, “fine! stay safe too, Y/n.” — “thanks for today…” I wasn't too far to not hear as I smiled at his response.

I reached my house and the next thing I knew was I already took a shower and was ready to take a nap. I know this nap is gonna be peaceful remembering what happened today.

I was only supposed to take a nap but it turned into sleep, I woke up the next morning with horrible hair but a pretty face, odd.

I guess it was probably because I wasn't too stressed yesterday.

I got ready for school and time passed by like it was in a time lapse. I was able to focus well on my classes and even got a perfect score on two of my quizzes in two different subjects.

It was finally lunch break as I low-key searched for seungmin in the cafeteria, I just couldn't let him know that I was looking for him.

My heart rose as I saw Seungmin sitting at a table with a group of his friends, they were talking normally and laughing with each other.

I wanted to call his name so bad, I wanted to let him know that I was looking for him.

After a couple of moments of being interrupted by the noises of the cafeteria while eating, my mood suddenly changed.

Some girl was trying to hit on seungmin.

Why do I care? we're not together anyways.

that girl’s a whore.

why am I so affected anyway, he's still a player after all.

rip that girl’s ugly fucking face apart.

I ran to the rooftop, frustrated at the random thoughts that popped up inside of my head. I needed to clear my mind for a moment.

This is why I never eat at the damned cafeteria.

I tried to shrug the thought off and chewed my food ‘till there was almost nothing left, but then suddenly, the door swung open, revealing a smiling seungmin and the whore who now looked like she was ready to make out with him.

My heart dropped as I saw that they were about to kiss, in fucking front of me. 

“get a room.” I say as I pretended to be disgusted by the two and walked out, I saw seungmin’s shocked face before I did and that was all it took for me to start crying.

It was too stressful for me and I couldn't take it anymore. I went home crying and running. Does he treat every girl like how he treats me?

I didn't mind changing my clothes as I was too focused on the fact that seungmin was doing shit with other girls and it gave me a huge horrendous amount of feeling betrayed.

I cried myself to sleep as I had nothing better to do, my only choice was to cry about it because no one knows about what happened to the both of us anyway.

only him.

I shouldn't have trusted him.

I guess trust issues are actually useful sometimes, I should've let it take over.

I woke up from the sound of rocks being thrown at my window, I looked at the time and I knew that by this time my parents would be asleep. who could be throwing rocks at my window at two in the morning?

People would hate me if I said I didn't hesitate to look at who was throwing at the window because one, it's stupid, and two, it could be a killer and my life could be in danger.

but I couldn't care any less, I just wanted to make the dude stop. I just want rest and I can't even get that as well.

I stared in shock when I saw who was in our backyard, it was none other than seungmin.

Society would say that I'm stupid or I'm making a fool of myself if it found out that I let him in, because I mean, he got me pretty fucked up in just a day.

As he entered, I backed away, I didn't want to be close to him even though I literally let him enter my room through my window.

“Y/n are you mad?” He looked at me worriedly, “Well I don’t know seungmin, am I mad?” I looked at him straight in the eyes with an emotionless face.

“You might have misunderstood, it really wasn't what it looked like-” I cut him off, I didn't want to hear more.

“Misunderstood that you were close to fucking that girl? don't worry, it’s okay seungmin. we're not dating.” I replied bluntly and crossed my arms, at this point, I wanted to cry but no tears would come out.

I chuckled, “You’re so good at acting, minnie.” I combed my hair with my hand as I crossed my arms back again after, “please… I didn't mean to…” He walked closer towards me with a ‘pitiful’ face others might say.

“No, no, it’s okay seungmin! totally fine! I mean why are you even apologizing? like we're not even dating bro.” I sarcastically responded to his lame apology. 

“I’ll explain, She claimed to have liked me for years and I didn't know what to do so I acted through it! and she suddenly brought me to the rooftop and I don't know… I left her after I saw you.” he explained, making everything clear for me.

“so seungmin, are you implying that if we dated and some girl confessed to you, you’d fuck her?” I laughed and kept my arms crossed.

“No! no y/n please I really didn't want to! but my friends were making fun of me and calling me names and all…” he scratched his head, I've had enough of this bullshit.

“LAME! you're fucking lame! What kind of excuse is that?! leave my room right now. right now seungmin! fucking asshole.” I yelled and mumbled the last two words. I was so pissed off that I felt as if I wanted to jump off a cliff and die so that he could feel guilty.

The last thing I knew, he was hugging me and crying on my shoulder while repeatedly saying ‘I’m sorry, please don't leave me. I love you.

it broke my heart seeing him like this. my emotions took over me and forgave him, in the end, I was laying my head on his arm while staring at the ceiling.

the dim lamp made it comfortable enough for me to stay still, staying as quiet as ever.

“Y/n please understand if I want to keep our relationship a secret, if we start dating… y’know…” he suddenly speaks, not moving an inch.

“why?” I asked emotionlessly and bluntly, “because of my friends… My parents know you. my friends will snitch on me once they find out that I'm dating you.”

“why?” I repeated my question having no energy to form a proper conversation.

“Your parents, my parents, they know each other. my family talks a lot about how they're trying to beat each other on sales and will do anything to beat them, even if it means risking someone’s life.” he explained as I stayed silent, everything was starting to clear up.

“Seungmin, I'm sleepy.” I exclaimed and yawned, he played with my hair as I slowly melted at his touch and eventually dozed off and slept peacefully.

I woke up the next morning to see that seungmin was no longer by my side, there was only a pillow on where he had his arm and I was laying on it, he must've left while I was sleeping.

I got ready for school and the same thing happened just like any other day. I went to my classes, ate at the rooftop, went home and completely pretended that seungmin didn't exist at all.

it was already night time as I was getting ready to sleep, scrolling a bit on my phone before I heard someone throw rocks on my window again.

It's seungmin.

I let him in as he gave me a hug when he stepped inside, I hugged him back tiredly and laid down on my bed as he did the same as last night, putting his arms under my head as a pillow. 

“I missed you, minnie.” I exclaimed. “I missed you too, my y/n. he replied back.

“How was your day?” he asked, “aren’t your friends wondering why you aren't bothering me at school?” I asked, completely ignoring his question.

“Oh, yeah, they did.” he scratched his head, “what did you say?” I asked,

“I said that there was no point of it anymore, and that I got lazy.” he responded. “m‘kay.” I replied effortlessly as all I wanted to do was sleep. Today was a tiring day from me and I can't even say or do anything properly.

“You seem really tired… y/n.” he says as he played with my hair like last night, “It was a stressful day.” I explained bluntly and closed my eyes.

“I have something important to ask you.” He suddenly says, making me shocked on the inside but having no energy to show it.

“What is it?” I asked nervously, “Can you be my girlfriend?” he turned to me and cupped my face with his right hand.

“huh… you're just tired. Let's get some rest.” I say and shrug it off, closing my eyes once again.

“No y/n, please give me the permission to be yours. to be your boyfriend.” he says, making me open my eyes, I now realized what he has said was serious.

“seungmin… of course.” I say in happiness. I couldn't explain how happy I was, despite the fact that I was all sleepy and tired, I still managed to have the energy to smile and hug him tightly.

He kept on playing with my hair while hugging me back too, “Goodnight, sleep well, love.” I was too tired to respond and dozed off.

As expected, I woke up the next morning with seungmin gone and a pillow under my head.

I got ready, did what I did on a daily basis and everything was going completely normal.

I went to class, ate at the rooftop, went home, and have seungmin throw rocks at my window.

I woke up the next day with seungmin gone like usual and the same cycle repeats over and over again.

Six months passed and the same thing happened every single day, except I was doing better in my studies and I was now ranked second. 

I was walking normally when I saw seungmin talking to a girl who seemed to be flirting with him, he didn't seem to react the same way the girl was acting and stayed there, standing still while staring at her blankly.

I was relieved to see that he reacted like this, but suddenly, the girl started crying and pulled him into the… fucking janitor’s closet?

I stomped my way to the janitor’s closet, kicking the door open with all my strength.

“And what do you think you're doing?” I grabbed the girl by the collar, never in my life had I thought I'd do this, not even something similar to this.

I glared at the girl while she stared at me in shock. 

“Talk, bitch!” I said as I slapped her, seungmin got a hold of my hand which made me stop, “why are you causing such a ruckus y/n?” I froze hearing him call me by my name which he hadn't done since we started dating.

He looked at me coldly, as if we didn't know each other at all.

“what…?” I looked at seungmin, feeling betrayed. He pulled me out of the closet leaving the girl alone and took me to the same rooftop I just came from.

“Are you out of your mind?! do you want my family to find out and break us apart y/n?!” he yelled at me, rubbing his forehead in frustration.

“You might now care but I do, I care. I don't want my parents to fucking find out! I'll fucking die!” He yelled again, kicking an empty can of soda from the floor.

“So you'll let her do shit to you? huh!?” — “I’ve had enough of your bullshit seungmin! This is the second fucking time you let someone try to fuck you!” I yelled back at him, I wasn't backing down now.

“Y/n do you really not understand?! Did you ever consider my damn feelings!?” He turned around.

that sentence broke me completely, I absolutely had nothing to say.

“We’re not getting anywhere. I can't do this anymore, I tried to work this secret relationship shit thing and it's just not working. Let's end this. I'm breaking up with you.” I stared at him in frustration and sadness.

his face dropped, “fuck… no wait, I mean, I'm sorry babe, I’m just really stressed today-” I cut him off, “don’t sugarcoat it now seungmin, I'm sick of this bullshit.” I didn't say anything anymore as I felt like I was gonna have a mental breakdown right there.

In fact, I really wanted to work out things with him but I just couldn't, if our parents hate each other so much then there was no way, we were only in senior highschool and didn't have a job to at least support our decisions with.

I knew it was better to end things with him. It was the right person, but it was the wrong time.

If only I had met him when we're in college, working or something I could work out stuff with him because I know he can handle things without depending on his parents, but I didn't, I had no choice.

seven months passed and I finally was in college. I moved out and got my own apartment that my parents provided me that I soon enough would completely own as I finally got myself a part time job at a nearby hotel.

Being a receptionist was more than enough to keep me alive which led me to renting a larger and fancier apartment.

I was loving my new life at my job, college, my house, everything.

I also met a couple of new people who were hyunjin and jeongin, I met them at a campus project that required working with other college students and we met from making background props for apparently a really big film showing only in a month.

It was a perfectly fine day when I was met with a familiar light-brown haired boy who was looking… more decent now.

I was asked to show him around campus and tell him about all the upcoming large projects we have.

Wow, great timing and great person.

There was an awkward silence between us as I scanned him, he was wearing a simple blue cardigan jacket and some baggy white pants with some good ‘ol Jordans.

“Hi… Y/n. Long time no see.” He broke the silence by speaking in a happy tone that had a hint of nervousness in it.

“Hey, seungmin… I didn't expect to be seeing you today.” it was probably because the school saw on his information that he went to the same school as me in highschool and thought that we’d know each other.

Well great, because we do.

“Um… so…” he spoke and looked down, looking for words to say, “do you wanna see the campus or talk about the projects we have soon?” I talked confidently, I was NOT gonna show him that I was nervous.

To be honest, I missed him a lot but moved on from the past and now think of our past relationship as a sweet little memory of my highschool days.

“Um- we can talk about the projects! if that’s okay…” he said as I noticed his ears get red, like it used to. he's even more shy now.

stop it y/n.

“Yeah, totally. Where do you wanna talk? here or somewhere outside campus?” I asked nicely, waiting for a response.

“Uh, can we talk in a café or something?” He chuckled lightly, oh shit, the memories.

“Oh, yeah, of course.” I said as I put my phone back inside my sling bag and waited for him to lead the way.

He brought me to the closest café and we started talking about the upcoming projects and what he needed to help with. We finished talking after only half an hour and I was finally getting ready to leave.

“Hey y/n, you seem to know everything about campus. Why is that?” He asked me genuinely, raising an eyebrow. 

“I’m the university’s vice president.” I chuckled without looking at him, just gathering all of my things and shoving them in my bag.

“Actually, I've been saving up the courage to ask you this since earlier but can we talk about… you know?”

I knew it, I knew this was gonna happen.

I sat back down and sighed, “fine, make it quick. please.” I pleaded, to be honest I actually never wanted this conversation to end but of course I wasn't gonna say that to my literal ex.

“I… you know what, I'm not gonna talk about the past… I'm just gonna tell you how my days have been, is that okay?” Was he just trying to spend his time with me longer?

“Yeah, go on…” I said, “so… kinda unusual but I'm a caregiver, and I've got my own apartment too, my parents aren't controlling me anymore, thankfully. And yeah, I guess life’s pretty decent… but empty without…” he said, not finishing his words

“What about you, y/n?” He suddenly asked, “well, life’s alright. I'm doing well with my studies and I have an apartment too. I'm also a part time receptionist at a hotel,” I exclaimed.

he smiled, “You’re a receptionist? you must be rich now.” He laughed, “Not to be egoistic or over-confident or something but, it's kinda like that.” I joked around.

“But… gosh. I can't take it anymore, can we… hang out? sometimes?

I stayed silent, I didn't know what to respond. my choice would either fix all of my life problems or make more problems, but I'm saying yes.

“...okay.” I responded bluntly and stood up, “see you… tomorrow. I’ll show you around campus.” I left without hesitation.

I felt suffocated inside there, my heart was pumping really hard after I realized what I just did, I really agreed to repeat history with that guy, with seungmin.

I went home as we didn't really have school today, we just met up because the teacher just wouldn't let me skip a day and the student council wouldn't let me skip an after school meeting either.

It was already dark and I had to go to work today so I rushed home and changed into my work attire and went straight to work.

Weeks and weeks have past and me and seungmin actually started to hang out, things were working out better than before. We were able to go around places without being scared of being seen talking to each other in a friendly way.

Then suddenly, he invited me over to a café… a café I will never forget. 

It was the café that we went to a lot when we were in highschool.

I felt nervous and suffocated but I still went. My heart beating rapidly was also not helping, I saw him sitting there, wearing a sweater and baggy jeans near the glass wall, the same seat we were sitting in when we first made up with each other.

I sat in front of him, waiting for him to say something.

“Y/n… hi.” he greeted me, looking as nervous as ever. I tried to act normal and keep my cool while I was speaking though, someone here had to act all cool.

“Here’s your drink, I ordered earlier.” he says smiling while slightly pushing the drink towards me. I stared at the drink, A belgium chocolate latte.

“Thanks… so why did you call me?” I asked, “So I’ve been thinking…”

“I… I missed you, romantically. Please give me a second chance, y/n.” he held both of my hands, “Um… well, seungmin…” I was speechless.

“I’m really happy that we’re talking again, I've been so sad since we fell apart. I know we can work it out, I really miss you.” he begged.

“oh…” I sighed, “okay.” I looked down, wanting to just explode because I really gave in.

“thank you, thank you so much y/n you don't know how much you mean to me.” I saw him smile passionately while holding my hands tightly.

“Do you want to come over to my apartment and talk privately about it?” he asked, “Sure, seungmin.” I smiled warmly at him.

Once we were inside his apartment, I was surprised to see how clean it was.

We were now sitting at the couch with our unfinished drinks, “Y/n… will you be my girlfriend… I'll do better, I promise.”

it's not a sin to give him a chance, right?

“Of course.” I smiled warmly at him.

“Yes! Thank you! I love you!” he yelled with excitement and started to peck every part of my face.

After all the pecking he did, he hugged me tightly. “I never thought I was gonna be able to get you back, I love you.” he said while shoving his head on my shoulder.

I ruffled his hair and the next thing I knew, we were already walking at the park.

Months have passed, we were doing amazing, we announced our relationship with everyone and my parents weren't too mad, but his parents definitely were, yet we weren't gonna let them stop up and keep us apart, we didn't do all of this for nothing.

“baby… I love you so much.” seungmin suddenly spoke in his morning voice, facing me and hugging me.

I chuckled at how cute he was when he woke up fresh from sleep, “I love you too, minnie.” I exclaimed, making him laugh, still looking high.

“minnie… do you listen to Taylor swift?” I asked him, turning to him and ruffling his hair, “Yes, of course since you love her so much.” He said, 

“Well, I can relate to her, you know.” I smiled, “how?” seungmin asked, “because…”

“all of the girls you loved before made you the one i’ve fallen for. every dead end street led you straight to me, now you're all I need, I'm so thankful for all of the girls you loved before.”

a/n: hi everyone, so yes, as you can tell, this is based on a taylor swift song (all of the girls you loved before) I finished this in only two days so please bear with me if it's bad, but other than that, if you reached it here, congrats. I already consider you as my fan. Thank you for reading and have a great day! 

p.s if you want to see my other socials, you can find it at ⤵

[coffee-at-annies]

6+43 you pick the pairing.

6+43: Bookshop AU+Dance of Romance

This is very hard for me because I fully believe most hockey players cannot read. There is reason the Sidney Crosby School for Hockey Players Who Can’t Read Good is a thing that I believe with my whole heart that exists. You said dealers choice on the pairing so I hope you’re ready for an entire au and many, many pairings. Remember, you asked for this.

Anyway small independent bookshop owners Sid and Geno. They’re gay and married and semi-successful and it’s cute.

Kris is the bitchy barista who barged into their store one day and bullied them into adding a cafe and then took over running it.

He’s got some sort of situationship going with his longtime regular, Tristan, who has never picked up a book in all the time he’s been coming there. He is there every day for his caffeine fix and to do suduko or something else juuuuust close enough to be book adjacent but isn’t reading. I’m not sure there’s enough thoughts in Mouse Boy’s head to read a whole book. At least that’s what he wants us to think and I’m gonna give it to him.

Jake and Bryan (Rusty) are two kids Sid hired from the local college that basically never left after graduating and are still here.

Flower runs the bakery down the street and makes sure Sid has pastries for Kris to sell. He has tried and failed to lure Kris away to do coffee for the bakery. (Flower also used to work at the bookstore but left to go pursue his dream of the bakery and they love and support him but Kris isn’t leaving).

Marcus and Ricky are two Swedish dads that come in for kids storytime and let their kids play around.

They’ve started bringing new Swede-in-town Erik and his daughter with them.

Chad doesn’t work for the bookstore but will occasionally stop by kid in tow for Sid’s storytime.

Ryan Graves just got hired to run the late night shift so they can be open later. (Yes this is a graveyard shift pun)

Magnus is the delivery man who drops off and helps unload book shipments.

(This is a very crowded small bookstore)

Ned is there regularly for book club with EK, Reilly (who is new in town) and Jason (Zucker) (an old regular), along with old not quite married couple Carl and Patric (Hags&Horny).

(All people I believe can read, unlike Jarry)

Jared and Brandon are around somewhere. Probably. (Look I love them).

Zach and Conor and Teddy used to work in the store while in college but unlike Jake and Bryan they left after graduation. Some of them are still around town but some of them have moved away.

The only people I’m missing are 4th line and I’m sorry idc where cookie and neets are tbh and BJC is around. Probably. Maybe he’s a regular, maybe he works the register, idk idc.

That leaves, basically everyone you just said “hey you forgot X” aka Lars Eller and the kids/wbs. If you were wondering why I didn’t mention them, that’s because this fic is about them. Well actually it’s about DOC and POJ because my brain decided that’s the pairing. Don’t ask me why. Big Z is right there with the rest of his harem but no we’re doing PO and Drew (probably because of that silly tortilla video). Anyway all the boys are college students at the local college. Drew is in a study group with Radim, Valterri, Jansen, Vinnie, Sam (Poulin), and Ty (Smith). They’re all taking Professor Eller’s class and they meet up once or twice a week in the bookstore to drink coffee and go over the homework.

Where is PO you ask? Well he’s behind the counter working under Kris as the backup barista. Don’t worry, this romance isn’t going to be customer/barista. No, no. The reason they started meeting here is because Drew works at the bookstore. He’s been there for about a semester (and the summer) but hasn’t really spent much time in the cafe part. It’s not until Big Z talks Drew into running study sessions in the cafe that they start noticing each other.

See PO took Professor Eller’s class last year, so one day, after watching the boys struggle for with the homework for way too long, he pops out from behind the counter and sits down and helps them out. He’s welcome at the study sessions and sometimes when he’s not on shift he’ll bring his school work and while they’re majoring in different things it’s nice to bounce ideas off them.

If you want to know what they’re majoring in, actual real life DOC majored in sociology while playing for Dartmouth. PO has not been to college but he did tell Taylor that if he wasn’t gonna be an athlete he wanted to be a vet or a psychologist so I’m going with he wants to be a Vet Tech and is majoring in whatever is the veterinary sciences equivalent of premed is.

Anyway they hang out at work more and more. This goes on for like a month and then Geno comes up with a big idea for a fall event. They’re doing a Halloween party. Jake and Bryan and Drew and PO have to help decorate the store and on the day of it’s filled with college students, kids, and regulars. Drew is trying desperately to avoid getting his cheek pinched by the old ladies from the knitting circle again. PO is safe because he’s behind the cafe counter serving drinks. PO has fake vampire fangs as his costume. Drew showed up in a not-couples costume with Big Z. If you wanna know what everyone else wore, please see this photo. Except I’m pretty sure Kris is either a prey mantis or the letits are out whichever option makes you, dear reader, feel more insane.

Eventually Sid and Geno shooo all their employees to go mingle and have fun. Drew and PO end up in the makeshift dance floor, music blaring, and after a couple jokes and a some negging from their friends, PO gives Drew a half twirl or something and they laugh it off before the song is even over.

It’s not until later when they’re cleaning up, all alone, music still going in the background, that they start joking about it and one thing leads to another and they actually dance. PO gives drew the full twirl. They bust a move. They slow dance a bit. They’ve never been this close. They’ve only casually touched and now they’re pressed up against each other. They’ve been hanging out at the bookstore outside of study group and Ohohoho what’s this? A feelings realization. Except wait. They’re both idiot college students. So they both awkwardly disengage to go do their job and part ways.

In the following days things are so completely awkward between them at work that Kris throws PO out of the cafe and won’t let him back until he can look Drew in the eye. Drew meanwhile cancels study session because he doesn’t know how to be normal around PO. Don’t worry they can’t continue like that for long. You see there’s a big test coming up and Z ropes PO into helping Drew out cause it’s like 40% of their final grade and Drew has been failing the at-home practice tests something terrible.

They end up staying way later than the rest of the study group going over this exam. Its way late at night, only Ryan is there to lock up behind them, and PO has just spent 4 hours explaining the test back to front - forgetting his awkwardness in the face of his determination to make sure Drew doesn’t fail. Drew definitely stares at PO explaining for a little too long, decides fuck it and goes in for a kiss. These are idiot college boys so instead they bump noses or headbutt each other or something. Poor boys. Can’t even do a surprise kiss correctly. Drew apologizes and then they do have the confession conversation and then the actual kiss. And more kisses. After that, more studying.

The end.

[lunarsun12]

Yeosang Love Part 2

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It is the day, where the ‘Operation Get Yeosang to Love Us’. With all of the siblings trying to get Yeosang to say I love you, however they were struggling to get a reaction from Yeosang. Apart from Jongho and Mingi, they already gave up on the bet, as they hate doing the mushy stuffy. They are just pretending to try, just their siblings don’t bully them for being boring. However it has been 3 days Yeosang has said nothing and just walk away with a smile whenever they attempted, which makes his siblings not so happy. They decided to form an alliance to get the effective result.

Let’s come and find out what each of the siblings strategies, to make Yeosang to say I love you to them!

Ateez Main Chat

Today 6:00am

Seonghwa🌸: Kids! Why is Yeosang in the fetus position in my room? Looking very flustered and mumbling too much love

Hongjoong🏴‍☠️: I never seen Yeosang like this, after we adopted Mingi and Yunho

Seonghwa🌸: He gave me a fright, as he was hiding in my closet all night

Wooyoung🦊: Hey how we supposed to know…we broke Yeosang like this!

Jongho🐻: San, we should have never listened to you

San🐱: Hey! I just wanted some love he should have seen it coming!

Now let’s see what each of the siblings did that made Yeosang into like that

Flashback 3 Days Ago

Day1

10:00am - Mingi Attempt

Yeosang, has just woken up, to go his class. He went to the kitchen, to make breakfast and greeted with a smiling mingi. Holding a plate of heart shape pancakes at him.

Yeosang: What is this?

Mingi: *smiles* Your breakfast!

Yeosang: I can see that! Why are smiling like a clown, it’s creepy. Shouldn’t you have somewhere to be, you know being with plush family or something

Mingi: I want to hang out with you just us two!

Yeosang: Also what with the heart shaped pancakes! I’m not Yunho go and give that to him

Mingi: Come on! You need a good hearty breakfast, for you study!

Mingi: I can drive you to school! Save you the bus journey

Yeosang: If I say yes will you leave me alone?

13:00 - Wooyoung Attempt

It was his lunchtime and he was hanging out with friends and waiting for Beomgyu to come and eat together until he saw Wooyoung outside. Holding a lunch box in his hand

Wooyoung: Yeosangie! I bought you lunch in case you were hungry

Yeosang: Is it posion? Where is the camera?

Wooyoung: I’m shock! You think that, it made with my love and soul

Yeosang: I’m busy go away, plus you are never nice. You after something….

Yeosang: Now excuse me, I off to meet normal people who has a brain

18:00 - Jongho Attempt

When Yeosang, finish with his class. Once he got home. He was greeted with Jongho with hug saying he missed him.

Jongho: Hyunggggg! You are home!!

Jongho: Look what I made at school!

Yeosang: Jongho that is cute but why is my head about to chopped off by you

Jongho: No, no you don’t understand art

Yeosang: Thanks? Being sweet isn’t your thing

Jongho: I can do the bear aegyo

Jongho starts doing the bear aegyo, which somehow made Yeosang heart dropped a tiny bit but not enough.

Yeosang: *sigh* You nearly got me but you should do it on woosan they will love it. This is so not like you *pats Jongho on the head*

Jongho: *mumbles* I hate you san for making me do this

22:00 - Yunho Attempt

It’s late at night, Yeosang finally finished studying. He was greeted with Yunho, who said they should game together. If he wins Yeosang has to do something for him. Of course Yeosang agrees he loves a challenge. After many hours of gaming session and Yeosang won.

Yunho: Wow, you won that was totally unexpected

Yeosang: It was easy, how could you miss that barrel

Yunho: You leave me with no choice

Before Yunho have chance to hug Yeosang. Yeosang immediately bolted outside the door with a few gibberish

Day2

11:00am

Beomgyu and Yeosang chat

Yeosang🍗: I can’t believe I’m doing this but I need your help!

Beomgyu🐻: Who me? Little old me?

Yeosang🍗: Yes you! More like advice since you spawn of the devil!

Beomgyu🐻: That the nicest thing you said!

Yeosang🍗: It my siblings, they kept on being sweet to me and kept on giving me PDA! It’s disgusting!

Yeosang🍗: Even Jongho and Mingi are doing it! They hate it as much as I do

Beomgyu🐻: That strange…hmmm maybe they have challenge? To like annoy you?

Beomgyu🐻: Hyung! Don’t let them annoy you, just play it cool

Yeosang🍗: You are right, I will put on my best poker face. Thanks, you are actually helpful when dealing with evil things

1:00pm

Back at ‘Make Yeosang Love Us Chat’

Wooyoung🦊: This is boring! Yeosang barely said anything and just walked away when I made him that cake

Mingi🦄: Please he barely spoken today!

Yunho🐶: San you haven’t done anything yet? That is strange!

Jobgho🐻: Yes it is strange, as it San idea in the first place

San🐱: I’m waiting for the perfect moment

San🐱: How about we join forces? It will be faster

Jongho🐻: I’m out this is stupid! I’m supposed to be getting the attention, not him! This is too much for me!

Wooyoung🦊: I take mingi with me!

San🐱: That leaves me Yunho then!

Yunho🐶: Jongho is such a party pooper

22:00 - Wooyoung and Mingi Attempt

Once again Yeosang as minding his own business, with Jongho at the side. Giving his hyungs the side eye for being stupid. Behind the kitchen counters wooyoung and Mingi, has formed their plan.

Wooyoung: Mingi, do you remember what you have to do?

Mingi: Yes Yes I will ask Jongho to do something and you will do your magic on him

Wooyoung: Don’t screw it up

Mingi emerged from the kitchen counter.

Mingi: Hey Jongho! Can you help me with something?

Jongho: I’m quite comfortable here, do it yourself!

Mingi: You promised me last week

Jongho: Fine

When Jongho left the living room. Wooyoung immediately charged at Yeosang, who was minding his own business

Wooyoung: What you watching?

No response

Wooyoung: It seems so interesting isn’t it!

No response again

Wooyoung: If you don’t respond to me! I will hug you and give big kiss on your soft cheeks!

Yeosang eyes quivered a bit

Wooyoung: Here I go! I love you my favourite Yeosangie!!

Wooyoung gave Yeosang hug and kiss on cheek, still no reaction from Yeosang before wooyoung have chance did it again. Jongho came into the living room, with a crying Mingi at hand

Jongho: HOW DARE YOU SAY MY ARRANGEMENT SKILLS SUCKS

Mingi: *sniffs* You shouldn’t have touched my perfumes! It was pricey

Jongho: You asked and I deliver your request

Jongho: Yeosang hyung why is your face red like a tomatoe? Did you have a fever?

Before Jongho asked for Yeosang immediately ran to his room mumbling his breath ‘I can’t take this anymore’

[sweetcloverheart]

Clover Rants Miraculously - No Defense

Spoilers for script/ s5 finale leaks below, so readers beware and all that!

“But why are people defending Lila and Chloe? They helped Hawkmoth and are cruel to Marinette for no reason!”

Look, if I have to choose between two teenyboppers acting out out of spite and a middle school celebrity crush and a grown man who’s actively making bad choices that are hurting his loved ones with himself not even giving a damn because “he just really loves his wife”, then the decision’s practically being made for me - especially if I’m told I have to treat said teenyboppers like they’re Satan incarnate solely because they’re big meanies to the MC instead of everything else they’ve done in series while the man in question has to be celebrated and given everything he wants despite all the pain and bs he’s put both the leads and entire city through because dead coma wife made him sad :C.

And at least the show was honest about Lila being that petty and egotistical enough to team up with a supervillain because it might give her power (and also ruin Marinette’s day) - half the stuff she pulls doesn’t surprise or upset me that much because I was told from the jump she’s a little jerk with no attempts to excuse/humanize it (or telling me I need to feel bad/like her or I’m “bad” too like with Gabe). Meanwhile, of the two times Chloe joined Gabemoth, one required him to go out of his way to manipulate and isolate her into saying yes (Like yeah, she was already told she couldn’t be QB anymore and shouldn’t have been that upset/shocked Ladybug got a different hero to help fight her parents, but that doesn’t change the fact that Gabriel and Nathalie purposely made Chloe think Ladybug didn’t want her help specifically so she’d turn on her more easily), while the other was Chloe...trying to get out of gym class and thus waits for an Akuma to just show up and posses her (as opposed to Lila straight up grabbing one from the air that just happened to be passing through and giving Gabemoth her own evil plan to take down LB just because), so that one was just a regular Akuma of the day plot with a minor twist. Otherwise, Chloe’s just a self-centered jerk who does whatever makes her feel like she’s the best but overall is frankly harmless (as Marinette and co either ignore her or quickly undo her nonsense) unless she’s throwing daddy’s mayor title around - something that was also told to me at the start. The fact that the show is only now trying to make these two seem like, King Ghidorah levels of evil/bad (especially when they took no time to help build up Lila to her future big bad status like they clearly wanted it to seem like due to never using her more) when they’re done nothing to really earn it (yes, even with the events of “Ladybug” and “Miracle Queen”) is...kind of silly, especially in comparison to Gabriel’s crimes. Yeah, they should face some form of consequence for the bullying and deliberate akumatization, but on a scale that actually matches those actions.

On the other side of it though, Gabriel is literally doing everything he can to make his son and said son’s girlfriend miserable as possible as he torments the people of the city into becoming his willing/unwilling goon squad to fight two magical teenagers for their Miraculous, yet we’re supposed to just see it as “a misunderstanding” and accept him getting rewarded with the wish and Emilie’s revival because “oh, just let the poor magical terrorist have his dead wife back! He really is sorry and feels bad about it - not enough not to use his son as a bargaining chip for an evil magical eugenics cult and backstab the heroine after she gives him a chance to repent and steal her magical objects to get the Wish, but he really rweally fweels bwad”. If Chloe has to be disowned and Lila forced into one of her many alt-identities as a result of their actions, then Gabriel should not get to have his happily ever after self-sacrifice, even if it does end up hurting Adrien in the long run.

[mysteroads]

Chapter 8: Interlude With All Might

Summary: Izuku and All Might have a serious talk about the past and the future, and later we check in on Shigaraki and Aizawa.

Excerpt:

Toshinori opened his mouth, either to laugh at Hōō’s desire to spell bad words, or to express his concern that Shigaraki was teaching his four year-old daughter how to analyze quirks, but a sudden cloud crossed over Izuku’s freckled face. “What is it?” he asked instead. “Something wrong with the children?”

“No no! They’re fine. Loved to pieces, like I said,” Izuku quickly assured him. “I was just… Something happened in heroics today, and it’s been making me think about some things. Things I’ve already been thinking about, especially after taking to Mr. Aizawa and Shigaraki.”

Hiding his wince, Toshinori prompted, “What happened?” 

Staring at his hands, Izuku told him what had happened in the gym, how what had started as a fun diversion had turned into a hard lesson. 

“I couldn't see Toga's face, and Shigaraki was hiding whatever he felt, but I could see Dabi's. His eyes… His eyes looked like my eyes.” He swallowed, rubbing at his eyes as if to wipe something away. “Back when Kacchan first started bullying me, I'd stare at myself in the mirror and wonder what I'd done wrong, what part of me was so horrible that I deserved getting beat up by my best friend.”

“Young Midoriya…” Toshinori wished he were a more eloquent speaker. He could do off the cuff speeches about hope and goodness, give a villain a dressing down, or reassure a frightened civilian with ease, but he had no idea what to say right now. He tried anyway, “I’m glad that you and Bakugo are trying to make up your differences and get along now, but I just want to say again that you didn’t deserve to be treated so badly. By him, by me, or by anyone else.”

Izuku gave him a smile. “Thank you, All Might. It’s good to hear that sometimes.” His smile faded again. “Hanging out with the League, I’ve gotten hints about their pasts. I know they all have bad stories. Even Hawks, I’m guessing, since he’s the one who blew the whistle on the HSPC, and he came to UA so badly hurt. But this was the first time they’ve said anything concrete, and it was horrible.” His eyes filled with tears, but didn’t overflow just yet. “And they were scared of us, All Might! When they remembered we were listening, remembered where they were, they got scared! Dabi and Toga and Shigaraki, three of the most dangerous people I’ve ever met, got scared! I think… I think they thought we’d be mad, or hate them, or throw them back onto the street or in prison, because of what they told us by accident. I don’t agree with killing, I don’t like it, but if I was in that situation, all alone being threatened by a predator or an abuser— All Might I would’ve fought back, and I might’ve killed that person too!”

At this, Toshinori got up and sat down next to Izuku, pulling him into a tight hug. Izuku clung to him. “It’s a hard thing,” he whispered. “A hard situation. I pray that you never find yourself having to face that choice, but if you do, you have the right to protect yourself, Izuku.”

Sniffling, Izuku nodded, and hugged Toshinori a little tighter for a moment, before letting go. He scrubbed at his face with his sleeve, then accepted the napkin Toshinori offered him to blow his nose. “It’s just, I know that bad things like that are going to happen no matter what. It’s part of the human condition. Miss Midnight ended class early and talked to us about what Dabi said. She said that it’s one of the hardest parts of being a hero, knowing that there’s always going to be someone you can’t save, knowing that there are people suffering somewhere in the dark and you can’t do anything about it.” Izuku looked up into Toshinori’s eyes, and his whole chest hurt at the sorrow he saw there. “Was she right?”

[tutuandscoot]

I didn't watch Ellen show (it was never on TV in my country and I didn't have interest to watch), so I didn't have any opinion about her, but after the interview I started to dislike her so so much that I thought I was getting crazy because everyone loved her and loved the interview. She didn't respect them, not even for a minute, Tessa is better at hiding, but she didn't look comfortable and Scott was looking like he rather be dead than be there.

💯 agree with you. I watched it a bit as a kid (my mum had it on tv so I just saw it occasionally) and thought it was fine but yes later on I started to notice how BS it was. If an actor I liked was on it I’d watch (not the whole show just the interview) but everytime unless it was one of her besties (a middle age white woman) she was so disrespectful, roll her eyes, just ask the dumbest questions and then ruined it by pulling out some farce (like scaring the guest- thank fkn god she didn’t do that to Scott I would have killed her).

So yeh I watched the VM interview when it aired and you just knew she was gonna be so disrespectful. As I’ve said I’ve never subscribed to the shippy stuff so no amount of dumb arse Ellen asking over and over was gonna convince me it just made me mad 😡. No way she actually watched their performance or bothered to learn anything about them- she would’ve just been briefed on them being super sensual and their performances making people tweet that they were pregnant. She just perpetuated all the shippy stuff by only talking about that and not acknowledging their athletic achievements. And people get mad at vm for always answering with ‘we worked so hard and so much care and trust goes into it, we are so proud of how we have managed our careers and worked together we take such pride in that’ which for the record I love when they said that because ITS THE FUCKING TRUTH and damn straight they would be proud of it and each other and it’s so ignorant of people that they could t just accept that.

TS were obviously so uncomfortable. That she kept pushing the ‘they dated when they were 6+8’ bit is BS coz I don’t care what anyone tells me THAT IS NOT “DATING” in the respect it means anything- it’s cute but they themselves say they don’t know wtf was going on and didn’t even talk, their siblings ‘set them up’ and they just went along with it so a 60 year old woman continuing to push that when there is nothing there or nothing relevant to TS now being 28 and 30 is just feeding the insane people (sorry I’m ranting over and over I have a lot of grievances about this).

If TS were to have done any American interview I’d much rather they did Colbert or something. There would’ve maybe been a joke but then he would’ve moved on because he actually has class and respects his guests and knows how to interview people- I think Scott esp would’ve been much more comfortable coz he had mentioned watching the daily show (which Colbert was on). I mean Adam Rippon did Colbert after the olys so it was just coz VM had that “relationship” question going that they got pushed into doing Ellen because it was those people- mostly middle aged white woman in that audience coz sorry they are so gullible and tabloid media is literally made for that audience, they’ll believe anything no matter how fantastical it is (apologies I’m generalising here but you know what I mean- just look at the statistics for the middle aged WW who voted for T****).

And yes on a more personal note I can’t stand her. All the charity stuff and advocacy for gay rights was great but it just got out of hand I’m not surprised at all that all those things started to come out about her being a tyrant and a bully, honestly when you (sorry but she is a lesbian) have an audience full of screaming middle aged woman worshiping you… idk I don’t want to get nasty but yeah that can go to the head.

I feel so bad for VM and I don’t want to say that they had nothing to do with the decision to go on Ellen obs it was their choice but there’s a very good chance their manger/s were taking advantage of the buzz they got post olys. (I’ve complained before about just how much media they did esp morning shows where sorry but the hosts and producers tend to not be that intelligent (basing this off those kinds of shows in my own country). Obviously TS knew who Ellen was but I can’t imagine they knew it would be that bad with the way she treated them (they are used to the ‘relationship’ of it all but nothing this bad) you know, they trained all day every day (no time for day time tv) and not that I’m from there but I have a feeling there isn’t that hype for these kinds of ‘American celebrities’ in Canada- they seem to have more of their own identity in their pop culture despite the close proximity (idk that’s my take on it obs isn’t the same for every person)

So yes anon I was disgusted by it I hate that it happened.. I don’t blame VM for it they were only doing their job and to their credit they always pushed the truth of their partnership and shone a light on the strength of their team and the Canadian team and how proud they are to come from where they do and be really wonderful representatives of their country. Ellen is a troll I hate her I’m so glad that show is over she had no class or respect and I’m sorry I know I try to refrain from talking about people like this but the fact is she is true “celebrity” who is really just famous for being famous where as people like VM are real people who didn’t ask for any of this fame, why worked so hard at their very specific craft and are incredibly kind people who got all this crap for simply doing their job (skating) and chasing their goals. I only take comfort that in these difficult situations they have each other and take refuge in each other which unfortunately only made people go crazier. I wish people would just respect them for who they are.

*catches breath* 😰. rant over

[mayssa-m]

My mom keeps throwing at me hurtful sht and i dont even feel like she’s aware of what she’s saying it’s like she’s not my mother idk whats going on i don’t wanna paint this bad picture of her she really is a good mother but idk whats been going on w her the past like year and a half i feel like she’s got something against she constantly tries to put me down no matter how much effort i put in to show her love as somebody who isn’t affectionate, i don’t hug and kiss or any of that its more of helping her out and being easy on her even when i dont wanna do something im trying my best but i feel like she doesn’t see anything and i know the biggest problem is communication as somebody who doesnt show my feelings or speak about stuff that happens it fukks up situations even more though as i said then she doesn’t know a lot of stuff i had and assumes everytime she notices something wrong in me let’s say Ive been home for the past days and didn’t have the courage to go out because I’m feeling insecure and embarrassed of the way I look she’d ask me to go out even buy ice cream or anything, nothing wrong til here, Id be like “im not in the mood rn” she’d start bringing up every bad thing about myself, she’d start using things I had the courage to tell her before and start using them as arguments against me when she wants to start a problem with me and it really does hurt for example one day i had a school field trip and I said i dont want to go (I was always left out in class, was everybody’s last choice, nobody looked at me and no matter what I try i feel like people keep pushing me away+I was bullied by this group of guys+girls so was even more sensitive and uncomfortable with going especially that this trip was 2h long to get to the spot) I make the decision and simply tell my mom that I wouldn’t want to go she kept asking me several times and she would tell me some things like “let all your friends have fun, some things to say that I’m boring I always wanna stay home, she kept throwing stuff like that on me and at some point i cant take it anymore, a couple of months will pass and she would keep bringing that story up and mocking me about the fact that I didn’t wanna go on a field trip

if I didn’t wanna go there is a reason and she knows me damn well that I’m not the type of person to speak about stuff, I keep everything to myself, she never knew that I hadn’t had friends and was always left out til this year she realized, she still doesn’t know I got bullied, she knows nun of that and I know that the main problem is communication as even as I’m growing up with my mom I’m thinking I should try my best to open up to her, nobody else but her, I’m going out of my comfort zone for her and I learned to do that even with other people Im not as afraid to speak as I was, even with that I am 100% convinced it’s from her not knowing how to communicate with me, I would speak maturely with a low tone with her and you never know her reaction she would start shouting and start a fight, thr latest one I went out of my mind, broke down and started screaming histerically, it’s not of my nature as a calm person but I’m done hiding sht on the inside, it kept stacking up until I let it all out I couldn’t handle it anymore

if you don’t have an idea about a situation or about something please don’t try to interfere, you’re lacking so much background information and just information in general so either stay our or even if youre trying to help out try to get as much information as possible and don’t react to sht too quickly before knowing the rest as it’s never enough, you’re not in my shoes so there’s no need to waste your time or my time trying to understand

[milesxtan]

[cIs-male, he/him] Welcome to Aurora Bay, [MILES TAN]! I couldn’t help but notice you look an awful lot like [ROSS BUTLER]. You must be the [TWENTY-NINE] year old [VET TECHNICIAN]. Word is you’re [OPTIMISTIC] but can also be a bit [OBNOXIOUS] and your favorite song is [PARTY ROCK ANTHEM by LMFAO]. I also heard you’ll be staying in [AURORA BAY DRIVE]. I’m sure you’ll love it! @aurorabayaesthetic

tw: bullying.

Name: miles lee tan Gender: cis-male Pronouns: he/him Age: twenty-nine Birthdate: apr 2nd ( aries sun. gemini moon. pisces rising ) Sexual Orientation: heterosexual Romantic Orientation: heteromantic Profession: vet technician. shelter volunteer Positive Traits: loyal. optimistic. passionate. outgoing. confident Negative Traits: loud. tactless. gullible. dramatic. reckless  Likes: nightwing, late nights. martial arts. dbz. music. animals ( all kinds ). parties. soccer. hockey. movies. sex. pokemon. learning new things. tarot. philosophy. sunny days. tiger king ( joe exotic ). social media. tik tok. family gatherings. sexting.  Dislikes: waiting. twitter. strategy games. opera. reading. bullies. people who go out of their way to make someone else feel stupid. injustice ( the video game…and the other thing he guesses ). seeing other people treated like shit. sad sacks. clutter. messy landscaping. carol fucking baskin. animal abuse.  Quirks: knows karate and aikido. Has a 3rd degree black belt and used to teach in college. owns and drives a moped. loves to record himself ( mtv cribs style ). is really great with kids. surprisingly organized, his place is pretty spotless. doesnt wear shoes unless absolutely necessary. has a skin care regiment.  Father: laurence tan Mother: elizabeth (windsor) tan Siblings: lewis tan (42), xin tan (40; heartborn), ??? tan (38), ??? tan (36; heartborn), ??? tan (34), ??? tan (31; heartborn) Children: none Pets? Satoshi; “foster” dog Other: phaedra windsor; grandmother

Details:

Miles was born Miles Lee Tan to Elizabeth and Lawrence Tan on April 2nd twenty-nine years ago in Aurora Bay.

His siblings like to refer to him as the family’s April fools surprise.

One reason being is he was very much an accident. The plan was always 3 biological and 3 adopted children. A large loving family blended with those born from blood and those from the heart.

While Miles was unexpected, he never felt it growing up. A family consisting of nine different personalities is bound to have disputes and there have been a lot over the years, but they’ve always loved each other deeply. Family was important, a top priority always, and Miles grew up surrounded by love.

As a kid, he was always going a mile a minute. Always jabbering on, always into something. His mother, Elizabeth, never seemed to mind. If anything she embraced it using a somewhat free range approach to raising her children. She let them do as they pleased as long as they practiced reflection and responsibility after. The consequences were theirs whatever decisions were made.

So if he wanted to take apart the toaster, fine. He had to put it back together. If not? He would be working to pay for a new one. Want to stay up all night watching anime? Fine. If he fell asleep and failed his quiz the next day? The tv was gone.

It was a process for Miles, who multiple teachers recommended that he take some form of medication for his outbursts and inability to follow directions without being distracted or derailing the entire class. His mother refused, but she did begin to focus on helping him regulate and make better choices.

Did it work? Eh. But he managed to scrape by.

But where he lacked impulse control, Miles made up in kindness. He always the first to volunteer to help, whether it involved the teacher or another student. He’d give away  his lunch money to someone he thought needed it or sit with the kids that seemed alone, talking their heads off about the latest thing he saw on late night tv. 

He was the kind of kid you dreaded and loved all at once and if you ask him, he’ll tell you his childhood was a wonderful thing.

Some highlights include, starting Karate at age 5. Martial arts was one, if not the only way, to really get Miles to slow down and focus. It was and still is a passion for him. He earned his black belt by age 9, his second degree by 11, and his 3rd by 14, making him one of the youngest in the county to have a 3rd degree blackbelt.

Began learning Japanese at age seven. It started as self teaching, but eventually his parents brought in a tutor. 

As he hit his preteen years, Miles began to play sports. Soccer was his poison of choice and he was good…but some of the other kids found him to be odd. He was the youngest of seven, so there were always jokes made about the rag tag crew or about how he spent more time talking about japanese cartoons, comics and superheroes than he did the sport or the usual topics. Small, he was picked at, but Miles? He never really noticed.

He was the butt end of jokes, but always the first to laugh. He was confident, even then, that the things his ‘friends’ did were often in good fun and never to take advantage of him or be malicious. Even when his trips to the principal’s office became more frequent and his detentions began to pile up, he insisted things were fine. He was loyal and they just had different ways of showing their friendship to him.

He was sixteen when a new kid moved to town and his friends turned their attention to him. Miles thought they were looking to welcome him into the fold, he was a bit quiet, always reading, kinda awkward, but the more time they spent with him, the more Miles started to notice the shit way they were treating him. The jokes they had used on Miles, they were funny to him, but this kid? Not so much. It didn’t take long before he began to see their relationship with this kid and their relationship with him? They weren’t harmless and in one very explosive day, Miles not only stood up for the kid, but may have broken his best friend’s jaw.

He was ousted from the soccer team. Fine. He needed new friends. Fine. He had one and that was fine with him. He took it all in stride. Stayed confident and though he had a nasty mark on his record, his parents were proud he finally stood up for himself and someone else. In the end, his dad able to make it go away, but still.

That summer, on a mission to be his own man and less of a sheep. In the three years that followed, Miles juggled a lot of different things. He began helping at his dojo as well as the local animal shelter and his partying streak started up.

The closer he got to his senior year more pressure was applied-- or rather more responsibility was encouraged. School wasn’t exactly top priority and to him, that was fine. Why did a bunch of numbers have to dictate his life?

It wasn’t until he decided he wanted to help animals for a living did he realize good grades were probably a good thing. So he tried. Half way through his junior year, he attempted to study more, did more extracurriculars and started dating his childhood and close family friend, Sloane Danvers.

It was a lot of work. Real fucking work. But he felt-- accomplished. By the time he was going into the summer of his senior year, everything was coming up Miles. So much so, he missed how much Sloane was struggling. Though to be fair, she was pretty good at hiding it.

It wasn't until he caught her cheating on him did things splinter. It was a blow, a big one, but something they kept private. He understood her and her troubles and part of him kinda felt bad for not realizing sooner. They decided to stay together at least through graduation, though it was never quite the same.

Senior year came and went and by then it was too late to get in anywhere prestigious. Which was fine. He made his bed and he was quick to figure something else out.

He decided on taking a gap year so he doubled down on volunteering and started learning aikido. Phaedra, his grandmother, and his grandfather on his mother's side are loaded and they helped him pay for his out of state schooling that following August.

One bachelor’s degree and a certificate later and he took off to see the world. Partly on his grandmother's dime and the other as a wildlife technician. he worked and lived a variety of locations over the years. He's only returned to Aurora Bay in the last year, due to his grandfather's passing.

So while she’s off jet setting to ease the pain, Miles' taking responsibility for the upkeep of her Aurora Bay home. He has no clue about home repair, but he’s more than happy to squat, make sure she’s not robbed and start work in a town that’s always been hype and home.

[shion-yu]

Day 19 - "Why Wasn't I Enough?"

If he could go back in time and change it all, would he? Whumptober 2023! I’m using the @ailesswhumptober's prompt list. This story is about my OC Al - here’s his profile if you’re so inclined: https://toyhou.se/23743193.albert 

CW/TWs: Suicide (character death), self harm, chronic illness

"I think we should break up." 

The words lingered in the air, heavy and devastating for both of them. Al watched as Ollie's face turned from one of excitement to heartbreak in seconds. Al hated he had caused it; had taken that smile away. But he needed to tell Ollie now so his boyfriend - soon to be ex-boyfriend - could prepare. It wouldn't be fair to wait until the last moment to tell Ollie that their carefully laid plans would no longer be possible. 

"What do you mean?" Ollie asked him, his voice thin. "I don't understand. Don't say that."

Al sighed, adjusting the nasal cannula behind his ears and clearing his throat. He'd been listening to Ollie talk, once again, about how excited he was for the fall. How great moving into their own apartment in New York City would be. Al had let him exist in that dream for a long time - he hadn't wanted to ruin Ollie's finals, or graduation, or the high that had come afterwards. Plus, he'd hoped against hope that he'd miraculously be doing better by now. But it hadn't happened, and so he had to tell the truth no matter how much neither of them wanted to face it.

"You know I won't be well any time soon," Al said tiredly. He'd been in and out of the hospital all year with recurrent respiratory infections and had yet another one now. Although Al's CF had been relatively well controlled through most of his younger childhood, things had started to become a problem when he was in high school. He had missed so many days of classes that he'd had to repeat his freshman year. He met Ollie when he was a junior and Ollie was a sophomore. Ollie had no preconceived notions of Al and had just wanted a friend as he started at his new high school, having suffered terribly from bullying during his freshman year at public school. He'd managed to get a scholarship to Al's private school and Al had been drawn to his delicate but enthusiastic personality. They'd quickly become friends, and then much more. Al had always been the one to push their relationship farther, the gentleman of the couple if you would. He'd bring Ollie gifts and hold the door for him and pay for their meals out. He had been the first to initiate a kiss, then sex; the first to say I love you. He didn't regret it either, but now that he'd gotten sicker he worried that he was no longer the person Ollie had fallen in love with. The idea of holding Ollie back from the dreams he'd worked so hard for was one Al couldn't bear.

"You've worked so hard to get into FIT, with a freaking full scholarship," Al said slowly, looking down at his lap. "That's amazing. It's a once in a lifetime opportunity. But because of my health, I can't go with you anymore. I'm sorry." 

Ollie shook his head quickly, his eyes immediately filled with angry tears. It hurt Al to see him cry, but it was unavoidable. He believed he was doing this for Ollie's sake, because Al knew Ollie would never do it himself even if he wanted to. "How can you say that? No way," Ollie insisted. 

Al sighed, rubbing his temple. "You have to go, Ollie. You earned it. Maybe in another year I'll be healthy enough to join you... But this year, I need to stay here." He'd grown so weak it was even a struggle for him to walk; the apartment they'd found for themselves in New York was on the fourth floor in an old building without an elevator. The nearest subway stop was a good ten minute walk away. His doctors and parents - the people who took care of him - were all here in Ohio. It wouldn't be a good choice to leave now when he was already doing so poorly. "I can't stand the idea of holding you back," Al said, swallowing the pit in his throat back. "I wouldn't be able to forgive myself. Please, go to New York without me."

"Marry me."

Al was caught completely off guard by this question, although it was phrased much more like a statement than anything. Ollie's face looked frighteningly serious. "Wait... What?" Al asked him in shock. "Ollie, no, I can't do that. You know I love you. And I... I'd love to be married to you someday," he said, his voice wavering. "But right now you need to focus on building your career that you worked harder than anyone else to earn. You don't have time to drag me along and be my caretaker."

"Yes, I do," Ollie insisted with such conviction that it intimidated Al. "I love you, and I won't go to New York without you. It's not my dream, it's our dream. I'm sure I can defer my classes for at least one semester, right? That way we can wait until spring and hopefully you'll be all better by then."

Al shook his head in disbelief. "I don't know, Ollie. It sounds like you're sacrificing too much just for me. I can't hold you back."

"You wouldn't hold me back. I can take classes at the community college for a semester and it'll save me money overall," Ollie insisted. "It's my choice, and it's not a sacrifice if we're engaged right?"

"Ollie... Your whole life all you've ever wanted is to get out of this town," Al said sadly. "And what if I'm still not healthy enough by next semester? You can't know that."

"Then I'll stay longer. Yes my dream is to leave this town, but... I have another dream too. To spend the rest of my life married to you. So will you marry me, Al?" 

Later, Al would think back to this moment many times. Sometimes fondly, but mostly with regret. If he could turn back time, take it all back, would he? If he'd said no, things surely would have turned out differently. Ollie never would've lost his scholarship. He never would've had a reason to try to kill himself the first time. He never would've been successful the second time after failing to ever make up for that lost opportunity. In Al's most understanding moments, he realized that there was no way of knowing if these statements were true. Everything might've played out the same no matter what. But when Al was feeling most vulnerable, he regretted his answer because it made him truly believe it was all his fault. He should've known better. He was older, the more rational one from the start.

But instead, he'd said, "Okay." 

It was something he could never take back. They were married a month later, Al by proxy because he was too sick to leave the hospital. Their parents seemed reluctant to give their full blessing, but they did so anyway. They couldn't say no to Ollie's passion and Al, who at one point truly seemed like he might die. That was another maybe. If he'd never made it past twenty, what would have been different? Al felt such guilt related to his illness - both for being sick and for not being sick enough to die. If he had, Ollie would've been forced to move on without him.

It got worse when they moved to New York, trying to recapture that lost dream despite Ollie being unable to be re-accepted into the same program. Al was well enough to join him, but not well enough to work so he was always home. Ollie hated his day job answering complaints at the tabloid magazine and he hated his evening job of bussing tables at the diner. He hated their ugly and cramped apartment that was nothing like the brownstone he'd imagined living in. He hated himself for being so miserable, and he hated Al for being there for him to blame. Many times he lost his temper, usually when drunk, and told Al in no uncertain terms that he could be doing so much more if they weren't together. Al would cry, begging him not to go and Ollie's heart would melt every time. He'd feel guilty and play nice until his regrets overwhelmed him again. It was a vicious cycle.

Was it all bad? No - not most of the time. To the rest of the world, their marriage seemed infallible. They were Ollie and Al, always together and a beautiful couple. Most days, they both believed it too. But the cracks in their foundation could only hold so much regret, and at the end things had really started to crumble. Ollie's patience had worn thin and he snapped at Al often. "Maybe I should just kill myself. That or let's get a divorce." It wasn't the first time he said those words. But it would be the last time, and it was the first time Al had reacted so angrily, truly broken down from years of begging Ollie not to say such terrible things.

"Fine, if you hate me that much then just pick one already, I don't care anymore!" 

Al had regretted saying it even before it had fully left his mouth. He apologized quickly, his outburst leaving Ollie so shocked that it had completely diffused his anger. Eventually Ollie had nodded. Said he was okay. Kissed Al goodnight. They went to sleep side by side, the same as before: Ollie and Al. Together until the end, no matter what. Right?

Ollie didn't leave a note. They'd beaten everything they could have said to each other to death anyways, by the end. All the I love yous, the I'm sorrys, the thank yous. Any attempt at poetic justice would've seemed fake. But after so many threats, Al still didn't expect it to happen for real until he found Ollie's body, all signs of life long gone. 

Would he have done it all differently if he could? Al hoped he would've. But he was also a child, and Ollie had been too. When they were sixteen and seventeen, so in love and not afraid to promise each other the world, it seemed like nothing bad could ever happen as long as they were together. Every declaration of love seemed like the greatest feeling in the world. How could he have given that up? Al still treasured the memory of those early years, marred as they were by what had happened in the end. Even now he didn't want to give them up. So if he could go back in time and change it all, would he? Perhaps selfishly, Al didn't know.

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Saphira’s closure to Ron

*When saphira hears the Door knocking...She opens the door and saw Ron...She gives him a cold look as ron put a bag of money in her house While wearing a Tux and Holding a Boquet of Flowers and she said* Saph: “Ron What the hell do you want and why are you wearing like that?” Ron: “Saph...Please..I want you back into my life...I was wrong for hurting you and all..” Saph: “Ronald..You Got some Nerves To Come here and dressing up like a fool and thinking that there is a hope for you that i would come back..Well let me tell ya Something..its not going to happen at all” Ron: “ But why Saph? I’m being a good boyfriend to you right now..Why didn’t you come back to me?” Saph:” Because 1. Do you have any idea what you’ve done to me for the past 4 years of during our 7 year relationships? You’ve done horrible things to me! let alone having a Love Child who was not at fault here” Ron:”Like What?” Saph:*Sighs* “ Your even stupider than I expected...let me give you an examples here, YOU Never come to see me at the Hospital nor checking on me to see i’m ok.., YOU had the Gaul to Kill my unborn children to advoid child Support, YOU had been cheating on me with Other women Such as My Ex best friend kim and My arch Bully Bonnie Rockweller, YOU Showed up late at the Funeral and laugh about your Own flesh and blood heartlessly, YOU ruined My wedding with vegito by team Up with that “Class A” Nutjob Super buu guy let alone making my poor Hubby a Monstrous obese, YOU Have been treated me like an ATM so you can Spend it on Kim! YOU Have the Audacity to attempt to steal my money from my home AND my fathers Company as well, and last but not least YOU Humiliated me By ghosting me and Embarassed me infront of people in prom and in restaurants...Thats why I don’t come back to you because Of What you’ve done to me and let alone You! ruined my dates...Look I don’t want to see your faces again ok?...this time your going to Pay Me in every Single damage That you put it on me...And also i made you sign a Vow that your not going to get near me unless your paying compensation to me and vegito or else..your going to pay More for breaking the Vows...So I suggest you to leave me  and my beloved mates alone...and Don’t..ever..and I mean EVER Come back here unless you decided to pay...Cause if you don’t...I’ll call my lawyer and have your Salary be garnished...am i making myself clear?! and also..here’s one thing I will tell you right now...I’m Worth something more valuable than your Excuses ron and there are alot of men Who would agree with me ron...You Don’t deserve me and you Don’t deserve a life with me...and you don’t even deserve to have kids with me...So I’d suggest to stay that way...because Other wise..I’ll be moving away and you can send that money to me by Mail..and make sure you don’t get near me again..am i clear?” Ron:..*Sighs sadly* “Yes. Ma’m...I’m sorry...” Saph:..” Your “I’m Sorry”..Is not going to Fix damage that you’ve caused and it ain’t going to Fix anything that you’ve done upon others...and your “i’m sorry” Shit..will never bring back my children that you killed, you made your choice...Now live with it.....goodbye ron..” *Slammed the door and sighs softly*