#LIKE BITCH? THATS WHAT THE FUCKING TOILET PAPER IS MADE FOR???

[apelcini]

i love landlords because they will act like it’s your fault the toilet is so clogged that a plumber has to be called because you’ve been, uh.. flushing your toilet paper instead of throwing it in the bathroom trash can? this is not an exaggeration or a hypothetical but man i wish it was.

[skenpiel]

ooooooooooohhhhhhhh im so excited for halloweeeeeeeen

[maddiwrites]

Breathe With Me

Pairing: JJ x Reader

Summary: After finding out who hurt you on that horrific night, JJ helps you through another panic attack and makes plans to protect his girl.

Note: This was requested a long time ago after a chapter of my rewrite was posted! Instead of doing JJ x OC, like requested, I changed it to JJ x Reader so that people who don’t read my rewrite can enjoy it too. Hopefully this is okay with ya’ll. 

Word Count: 3.5k

WARNINGS: Sexual Assault!!! This chapter has descriptions of sexual assault. Please do not read if this is TRIGGERING!!!! 

National Sexual Assault Hotline: 1-800-656-4673

Masterlist

It was another regular day on the island. Hot and crowded with tourists. With everyone working, you decided to tag along with JJ and Pope to delivery groceries for Heyward’s business. Usually this meant going to Figure Eight, your least favorite place to be. Normally it didn’t creep you out too much, but because of a rather recent incident, you didn’t like being there.

Right after your dad went missing, you spent a lot of time with Kie as she lived out her Kook Year. Avoiding the Pogues and John B and surrounding yourself with stuck up assholes and their expensive drugs and alcohol helped you forget about your own family crisis. You would do anything to take your mind off your dad’s disappearance even if it meant getting high on whatever was offered to you. You didn’t ask twice about what it was. You figured if the rich people we’re doing it, it couldn’t be that bad right?

One night you did a long line surrounded by Rafe and a couple of his buddies. Pretty much everything after that was a blur. Your memories are fuzzy, like a puzzle piece you can’t piece together. The last thing you remember is your black hitting something soft, like a mattress or a pillow. You thought you heard the zipper of your shorts being pulled down but figured it was Kie helping you change into a pair of pajamas. 

The next morning you woke up practically naked with a blanket covering your bottom half and your bra pulled down to your stomach. You began to panic and ran your hands down your side, flinching at the tenderness by your hips. The skin was yellow/green and getting ready to bruise. Your breathing became shallow and your throat tightened up. You fumbled around the room you didn’t recognize for your clothes and slid them on, not caring what was backwards or inside out. You stumbled out the door and tip toed down the long staircase of the large house you were in. Figure Eight, you thought. 

You didn’t go home first. You went to Kie’s house. Because your body ached. Because you wanted to cry but didn’t want John B or the other boys to hear you. Because you were afraid to be naked around anyone but another girl. The second she opened the door, you sobbed into her arms and told her what you think happened to you. Kie tried to get you to go to the police or even the hospital, but you couldn’t fathom the idea of anyone knowing about what happened. Not even a stranger. Because you were embarrassed. You blamed yourself for this happening to you. You were high as fuck, trying to forget about your family troubles. You were the one to make yourself weak and vulnerable. No one else. Someone just took advantage of the position you put yourself in.

Kie didn’t pressure you. She wanted to support you in whatever decision you made, despite wanting justice for you and sending whoever the sleaze bag was to jail. She sat on the toilet and talked to you as you showered slowly. You spent most of the time staring at the wall and feeling ever inch of your body. You felt so dirty and no amount of soap or scrubbing could make you feel any cleaner. 

You stayed at her house for a couple of days until John B eventually texted her because he was worried. You both decided it was time for you to go home, but you never told them what happened. You were afraid of what John B and even JJ would do if they found out. And the last thing you wanted was for either of them to get hurt or in trouble.

John B didn’t notice something was off as much as JJ did. He could tell you were being more quiet and reserved than usual. Your usual style of crop tops and jean shorts changed to sweats and baggy t shirts. You slept with your door locked and didn’t touch a single can of beer since you came home.

Moving on from that night was a slow and gruesome process, one you don’t know if you’ll ever fully recover form. Luckily for you, JJ was a great distracter. He was an amazing story teller, he could make you laugh with a small hand gesture, and his laugh could draw you in for hours. No one was surprised when the two of you eventually started dating. Not even John B, who was a little apprehensive about it at first. 

To JJ, everything came to light when another make out session became heated. Like that morning, it became hard to breathe and your mind wandered off to what could have happened to you that night. In a blink of an eye, you were back in Figure Eight with someone pulling your zipper down. You could physically feel the bruises on your hips again and your skin burning. 

A panic attack emerged and JJ was left confused and lost. Fortunately for you, he was quick to realize something was seriously wrong and helped you through it. He breathed with you and talked you down. When you were calm, you explained what happened. At first he was pissed. Pissed at whoever could have done this to you and even a little bit at you and Kie for keeping this from him. He was ready to charge out of the house, grab John B, and find the sick son of a bitch who would touch an unconscious girl. But your cries stopped him. He’s never heard pain in your voice like he did that night. It physically cracked his heart into a million little pieces and he dropped every instinct he had and stayed with you instead. 

Since then, he’s been the most supportive and protective boyfriend. At every boneyard party, he would keep an eye out for any Kook that decided to show their face on your turf. He took note of anyone looking at you in a weird way. He carried the gun he stole from Scooter in his backpack for protection. He was serious about using it too. No one touches his girl and gets away with it.

Luckily, nothing happened between JJ and any Kook. No one made a move to talk to you or tease you. Kooks kept their usual distance from you, which not only made you feel better for yourself but because you didn’t want something to happen to JJ. You know the rules of the game of this island. Nothing bad ever happens to Kooks. They don’t know consequences. 

When Pope docks his boat, he asks if you would come with him to drop groceries off at the Thorntons. If he did it alone, it would cause two trips and he doesn’t want to waste time. 

As you go to agree, JJ steps in and shakes his head as he looks between you two. “I don’t think thats a good idea.”

“Why not?” Pope asks, completely clueless.

You subtly shake your head, silently begging for JJ not to say anything. Pope and John B still didn’t know and you want to keep it that way. Sure you would feel safer with JJ by your side, but you won’t be alone. You will be with Pope. And who would try to start something in the middle of the day anyway?

“It’s fine, J,” You tell him. You even try to joke. “I’m sure you’ll survive one hour without me.”

When you kiss his cheek, JJ turns to look at you with his brows pinched together with worry. “Y/N...”

“Seriously, J...” You say. “It’s okay. I’ll be fine.” You whisper that last part as Pope turns to get the bags. 

“You have your phone?”

You nod and pull it out of your pocket to show him. “Yes. I’ll call you if anything happens.”

As JJ walks in the opposite direction of you and Pope, you feel the tension in your shoulders get tighter. The sight of these homes gives you flashbacks. The worst part about all of this is you don’t even know who hurt you. It could’ve been anyone - a touron even. It would be easier to know who did it so you know who to avoid. 

Pope notices your change in behavior but doesn’t mention it. Instead he keeps a silent eye on you and studies your every movement. 

As you pass the golf course, you hear a couple cat calls and cheering from a group of teenagers. When you look up, you see Rafe, Topper, and one of their friends making their way over to you. You take a step behind Pope, hiding behind his body and keeping your eyes trained down on your shoes. 

“What do we have here?” Rafe whistles as he comes closer. He looks down at the bags in your arms and the beer in Pope’s hand. “Bring us something?”

“These are already paid for,” Pope glares at them.

“Oh, right, right,” Rafe nods as if he understands. Then he takes is golf club and swings it at the brown paper bag in Pope’s arms, causing everything to spill out of it. 

“Dude!” 

“Sorry, man!” Rafe holds his hands up in fake surrender. He leans down to pick up a beer bottle and tosses it to his tall friend. “Trevor, you feeling thirsty?”

The guy, better known as Trevor, cracks the beer open and takes a long sip. When he looks down, he spots you and eyes your figure up and down. Then he smirks to himself and a shiver runs down your spine. You don’t like the way he’s looking at you. Like a piece of meat or someone he knows too much of. 

Rafe catches his eye and smirks to himself. “Ah, yeah. I forgot. You and Routledge have some history.”

Pope looks over his shoulder at you and sees your chest rising and dropping at a quicker pace. You’re gripping the bags in your hands so tight that he can see your knuckles turning white. You look away from the group of Kooks at the golf course with a frown on your face. Something was wrong, Pope thought. 

“Yeah, you could say that,” Trevor chuckles. He looks at you again and tilts his head. “What? You don’t remember me?”

“Pope...” You feel like you’re choking. How could he know you when you have no idea who he is? You don’t like where this is going.

Trevor continues, “Can’t say I blame you. You were out of your mind wasted that night -”

“What the hell is he talking about?” Pope says, looking between you and Trevor. He wasn’t one to get confrontational or angry, but he didn’t like what he was hearing. He didn’t like how you were acting. Something wasn't adding up. He knew you’ve hooked up with Kooks before, but this one was different. 

“Almost as dead as her daddy,” Rafe chuckles. Something in Pope snaps and he pushes Rafe back by his shoulders. In retaliation, Rafe raises his golf club and smacks it against the middle of Pope’s back, causing him to fall down with a thump. 

“Pope!” You cry and drop the bags you were holding and kneel next to him. 

“Hey,” Trevor touches your shoulder to try and pull you away from the two fighting boys, but you flinch away from him. 

“Don’t touch me! Get away from me!” You cry.

Trevor immediately holds up his hands in surrender and takes a step back. Your outburst causes everyone to freeze in their movements, even Rafe and Pope. The wheels in Topper’s head start to move a little quicker too. He looks between you and Trevor and feels off about your connection. You looked terrified. And Y/N Routledge was almost never terrified. 

Even though you are outside, you feel claustrophobic. Your heart is beating so heavily against your ribcage that you wouldn’t be surprised if it were to break your ribs. Pope notices you’re two shades paler and having a hard time breathing. Tears are silently falling down your face and you continue to crawl away form the group of Kooks backwards. 

“Y/N...” Pope says quietly.

“We should go,” Topper says. He never hated you like some of the other Kooks did. Sure you never got along, but a small part of him thought you were cool. He knew something was extremely wrong and he couldn’t help but think it had to do with their friend, Trevor. He looks at Rafe who continues to stare at you with surprise. “Dude.”

“Yeah...” Rafe says slowly. “Trev, let’s go.”

The three Kooks scatter back to the golf course. You squeeze your eyes tightly and grip the fabric of your shirt, pulling it away from your body because right now it just feels suffocating. 

“Hey.” Pope crouches down near you and lightly touches your shoulder. His touch feels like an electric shock, making you flinch even further away. When you open your eyes, you’re back in some random Kook’s house on a mattress you’re unfamiliar with. “They’re gone. Hey, they’re gone.” Pope tries to be gentle with you, but he also wants to get you out of here and in a more comfortable setting. 

“JJ,” You manage to say. Your throat feels on fire. “I need J-”

Pope immediately starts fumbling for his cell phone and dials his best friend’s number. He bounces on the balls of his feet as he impatiently listens to the ringing. “Come on. Come on.”

JJ answers. “Hey! Sorry I’m on my way back now. You’ll never believe how much this lady tipped me. I swear I’m coming on every -”

“JJ, shut up and listen to me. Y/N...” He glances back at you and sees you’re hunched over with your forehead resting on your knees and your fingers through your hair. “She’s having a panic attack or something. I - I don’t -”

“Where are you?” JJ’s once elated tone has dropped to a more serious one. 

Pope tries explaining what part of the golf course they are near. 

“Okay. I’ll be there in five minutes. Pope, get her under some shade or something. And if you can, try to get her to look at you. She needs to open her eyes to see where she is.” Pope nods, forgetting that JJ can’t see him. “Pope!”

“Oh, yeah. Sorry. Okay, doing that now.”

JJ hangs up the phone so he can run faster. 

Meanwhile, Pope crouches down in front of you again and says, “Y/N/N, hey. Can you open your eyes?” Pope lightly taps your ankles. “Hey, it’s okay. It’s just me.” You slowly blink your eyes open and sniffle back the tears. Pope smiles when he sees he’s made some sort of progress. “Hey. JJ’s on his way. Why don’t we move you under some shade? It’s getting pretty hot out here. Can I help you up?”

You nod and let Pope help you up and bring you a couple feet away under a large tree. Your back rests against the bark and you try taking deep breaths to calm the swirling nausea in your stomach. 

It was Trevor. It had to be Trevor. From the way he looked at you, to the innuendo Rafe made. You knew in your heart that it was Trevor who had hurt you that night. 

A part of you always wanted to know who did this, but another part of you wished you never figured it out. Because now his face will haunt you forever.

About a minute later, you hear another set of footsteps quickly coming your way. You panic, your immediate thought going to Trevor. Would he come back? 

But then you hear your boyfriend’s beautiful voice. “Hey.” His tone is soft and gentle. “Hey, baby. Look at me. It’s JJ.” You open your eyes and meet the lovely blue one’s you fell in love with. He grins at you and takes your hands in his. 

“I’m so - sorry,” You sob, suddenly hating yourself for bringing this back up to your boyfriend and ruining Pope’s work routine. “I - I -”

“Hey,” JJ says and pulls your hands to his chest, palms down. “Remember what we did last time? Match my breathing, okay? Ready? Take a deep breath.”

Pope watches with awe silently from the sidelines. He’s never seen this side of either one of you. You so panic stricken and scared, JJ so intent with concern and intuitive. 

You follow JJ’s breathing until you feel calm enough to breathe on your own. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry,” JJ shakes his head. “Don’t be sorry. Do you want to tell me what happened?”

You look down at your hands that are folded in your lap. You want to tell him. Of course you want to tell him. But you’re afraid of what happens next. You’re afraid of how JJ will respond.

“Rafe, Topper, and their friend Trevor jumped us,” Pope answers for you. Like JJ, he’s also curious about what happened. Of course he was there for the physical breakdown, but he wants to know more about what you’re going through emotionally. 

“Did they hurt you?” JJ looks back at you and inspects every inch of your open skin for signs of scratches or bruises. 

You shake your head. “No.”

“Then...”

“I know who it was,” You say, your voice as soft as a whisper. 

“What? You mean. -” JJ’s head snaps back and forth between you and Pope. “Who?”

You dip your chin into your chest to hide your tears as they start to flow again. You take a deep breath and look back up at your boyfriend. “Trevor.”

“Who the fuck is Trevor?” JJ looks at Pope. 

Pope shrugs, “I don’t know. He was golfing with the other two Kooks.”

“Where’d they go?” JJ stands up, causing both you and Pope to follow him.

“No, JJ -” You try to pull him back to you but he slips his wrist out of your grip. 

“JJ!” Pope calls out to JJ who walks in the direction the other three disappeared to. 

“JJ, stop!” Your voice cracks which makes JJ turn around to look at you. “Please. I just want to go home.”

JJ freezes and bites down on his bottom lip, feeling conflicted. His head is telling him to run after the Kooks and beat every single one of their faces in until he finds the one named Trevor. But his heart is telling him to walk back to you and take care of you. 

“Okay,” he decides and wraps his arm around your waist. “Let’s get you home.”

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After you fall asleep later that night, JJ tip toes out of your room and silently shuts your door behind him. You passed out early, exhausted from the panic attacks and crying. In the living room, Pope, Kie, and John B are waiting. You had no other choice but to tell John B what happened. Now that Pope knew, it felt wrong keeping it from your brother as well. Of course it caused an argument, but in the end, John B only wants the best for you and to protect you. Which is why they’re here now.

“Ready to go?” JJ looks directly at your brother.

John B holds up his car keys. “Let’s go.”

“Whoa, where do you think you’re going?” Kie grabs John B by the elbow and glares at both of them.

“Where do you think?” JJ says.

When Pope and Kie stepped out of the room to check on you, JJ and John B both secretly decided that when you fell asleep, the two of them would sneak out and find this Trevor person and give him what he deserves. 

“Don’t be stupid,” Pope says, looking between the two. “You know how this works. The two of you end up getting in trouble and he gets to walk away clean.”

“I don’t care. I’ll kill him -”

“You can’t,” Kie says.

“I’m not asking for your permission, Kie!”

“Where’s the gun?” Kie says. “If you’re going to do this, I’m not letting you bring the gun. Leave it here.”

JJ looks up at John B who reluctantly nods his head for JJ to give it up. The blonde sighs and reaches into the back of his waistband and pulls it out.

“This is a bad idea,” Pope says again even though he knows the other two don’t give a shit. In a way, he kind of respects it. He would go to if he didn’t have a scholarship to worry about.

“Keep an eye on her. We’ll be back in a couple hours,” John B says.

“You better hope you are. Because if you’re not, you’re only going to be making this worse for her,” Kie tells them.

Kie’s words have both John B and JJ rethinking their decision. But only for a split second. 

JJ nods. “Don’t worry. I’d never leave my girl behind.”

[tsukidotcom]

Haikyuu HC to COVID-19 (Karasuno edition)

This is horrible 💀 im just so bored so I made whatever this mess is KFJSJDMSK enjoy

Hinata Shouyou

huh? isn’t it just the flu?

“No, hinata. People have died from it-“

AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH-

goes bananas

whenever someone sneezes or coughs, his soul leaves his body as he runs away to sanitize/wash his hands for a miserably long time.

eats an expired can of peaches thinking it’s his last resort

lowkey happy school is closed because homework sucks

but also highkey hates it because now all volleyball tournaments are closed

then gets all angry when he realizes he’d have to do online school???!!?? like wtf he got jipped.

thinks they could still do volleyball if they did online calls cus if the school can do it,, then vOLLEYBALL CAN

will probably miss half of the class calls from oversleeping/forgetting anyway.

sheepishly ask yamaguchi, yachi or tsukishima for help on assignments/notes. (he will NEVA ask kageyama. he’s always in competition with him here!)

still practices volleyball 24/7 in his backyard or room (maybe even with his baby sister??)

He’s really good at practicing all by himself from practicing all alone in middle school—

but will probably go crazy being alone all the time with his family. he just wants to play volleyball with the team again.

looks up “what to do when you’re bored” or “what to do at home while in quarantine” on youtube

Kageyama Tobio

probably says he’s immune to the corona because he’s just better than everyone else

doesn’t really think it’s real until school shut down because of it

When he sees that corona is airborne he wont know what that means so he’d probably think it’s produced by air itself?? which makes him think air is trying to kill the human race?? and will be so confused as to why it decided to pop up now???

DESPISES online school. He had enough trouble understanding it from the gecko, so now he has to learn it basically all by hiMSELF?!?

And no way is he just gona email the teacher for help. If he does it’s gonna be only once in his lifetime. Anymore than that he thinks he’s doin too much. He doesn’t want his teachers thinking he’s dumb 😭

he says literally nothing during the calls he just tries to pay attention? and fails because he’s on a computer. in his room. alone. he’s bound to daze off or stare at a pen for 5 minutes.

Obvi still practices volleyball. Very much misses it. At least Hinata had his sibling to practice with him. tobio is a lone wolf in his household.

When his mom goes out to get groceries he gives her one of those doctor masks so she doesn’t catch corona.

Few moments later through the internet he realizes that corona is smaller than air molecules so if you can breathe through something you could still get it so he struggles for an hour thinking he just killed his mother

When his mom is back he keeps his distance in case she’s carrying the plague

omg did she just cough or am i imagining things no she definitely coughed she has corona oh oh god

In reality she was just clearing her throat.

is lowkey worrying about everyone and how they are 🥺 (yes, maybe even hinata).

thinks he’s science smart by calling it covid-19 than corona.

Asahi Azumane

He just worries about everyones health

like he just imagines the worst case scenario’s and starts to get really worried if people got it. Always checks on everyone and asks if they’re feeling any symptoms of corona ❤️

He’s either not gonna get it or he gets it and dies there’s no inbetween

but he’s jesus himself so theres no way he nor anyone in his bloodline can get it

is very happy to know that dogs can’t get it.

Takes online school seriously and tries his best

And is honestly so sad school just ended??? even if it’s temporary, he could be learning, playing volleyball, and going about his day instead of staying in a cage. he’s a third year so—how would graduation even go..?

always is up to date on the news !! and notifies everyone if anything important is added/changed.

Always tells everyone to stay safe! Whether through text or before ending a call.

only buys a lot of toilet paper from the fear of there being no toilet paper in stock since evERYONE IS BUYING IT-

Starts to try new hobbies that he put off for the longest time cus quarentine is rlly getting to him.

Is all out a family guy so he doesn’t mind the extra time with his family.

Nishinoya Yu

OAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOA

420 blazin’

thinks going outside means you’re instantly gonna die from corona attacking your white blood cells (????)

but also probably doesnt care as he goes outside like everyday to run around and get rid of energy (and to practice volleyball, of course).

also why is it called white blood cells when blood is red ☠️ smh

Buys 101611018320129 bags of chips because that’s his comfort food

yay more gaming time!!!

Noya🐒: Tanaka do u wana play minecraft 2getr latr?

Tanaka🍌: HELL YEAH!!

doesn’t shower for three days straight because screw personal hygiene!! No more school!!! Can do whatever he wanted!! It’s basically summer!!!

until he’s forced to do online school.

Is def the class clown. Probably somehow kicks the teacher out of the call through a little bit of hacking.

“alright guys so i’ll be you’re substitute teacher for the day-“

tbh acts the same as he would in school. maybe a little more rebellious because, i mean, what is the teacher gonna do? send him to DETENTION? call his mOMMY?

Calls/spams literally everyone in his contacts because he’s so bored and lonely. Answer him!! Y’all will be on facetime for hours!!

He’s fun to facetime.

Will call you a loser if you don’t have an apple iPhone because then he can’t facetime you and facetiming is one of his favorite things to do to pass time (besides gaming)

HE A TRUE GAMER

Okay but he lowkey still tries at school for the sake of his grades and his future ;-; maybe calls asahi or sugawara for help??

always looks up his homework on the internet to see if he can get an answer key or something (he did that anyway even before corona but)

will do one subject for 3 hours thinking he’s finally done with everythinf till he realizes he has like 4 other subjects and needs to do those too.

Sending memes all the time

Tsukishima Kei

oh, what about corona again?

honestly could give NO fucks??. like ABSOLUTELY ZERO. nonxistent.

doesn’t even remember it’s still happening half the time.

is surprisingly very knowledgeable about corona.

he’s just smart and sciency¿ so he understands the ins and outs of corona like how it works and how its spread.

so if you tRULY want any update or background info on the corona virius, ask Tsukishima.

bitch don’t touch me you have rabies.

doesn’t care that he’s obligated to stay at home because he would have stayed either way. he very much likes being alone.

might go a little crazy cooped up in his room so he’ll hang with his brother/family or go outside before he says ‘okay that’s enough’ and goes back to his room.

isolation? oh okay *puts on headphones*

he rlly gonna be rocking it out in his room cus he can listen to music all day any day

developes a really bad sleep schedule since he had no way to get rid of the energy he got rid of at school.

still a huge tease so he says everyone has the corona virius.

is never online on social media which means he’s never up to date with his frIENDS. Doesn’t have a clue what those dipshits are doing and could care less (besides yamaguchi,, they probably facetime or call thru skype or something).

I bet the whole volleyball squad has a groupchat and honestly he puts all notifs on mute cus his phone keep goin DING DING DING DI DING ID DID IDKNG DING DIG

Brother: Omg why are you getting so many text messages?

Tsukki: Shut up

if he is online on the gc and he texts it would be simple replies like “Hi” “Okay.” “No.” “Goodbye.” and then he’s gone for another week

every first year is begging on their knees for tsukishima to give the answers or help them out and he obviously says: go do the hw yourselves idiots

besides yamaguchi!!!! again!! cus theyre gay for each other

maybe practices once in awhile with his brother or alone in his backyard but he doesn’t care

Tanaka Ryuunosuke

buys 101817 pounds of toilet paper because everyone else is? but not because of the same reason as asahi. he thinks toilet paper is the cure to corona.

GO STUPID AAAAAAAAA GO CRAZY AAAAAAAAAAA-

probably has a part time job at a grocery store so he still has to go to work 😭 i dont even know how he could have a job in the first place he’s probably always late-

still gamin with noya of course

GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY ROOM IM PLAYING MINECRAFTT

also buys like all the junk food thats in stock. and since he works at the grocery store he gets a ton of coupons and deals.

texts Kiyoko everyday goodmorning ❤️❤️❤️ and goodnight 😘😘 texts just to be left on read.

“i love it when she ignores me !!!”

scrolls through tiktoks for 1000 hours to pass time

School Is For Losers!!

similar to noya, he thought it was basicaly summer until he realized they were gonna be doing online school. literally had a fit and said he didnt wanna do jack squAt

Laughs so hard when nishinoya somehow kicks the teacher out of the call he’s like laughing so loud and hard he starts crying

all of the sudden has a better view on school

gets excited when he sees nishinoya on the call

makes funny and ugly ass faces when the teacher isn’t looking. everyone laughs and the teacher’s like 🤨

probably uses the green screen effect so he can change hus background (somehow) and accidentally misclicks a file so a girl wit a bikini becomes his background for .5 seconds before changing it to a cursed meme:

doesn’t get half the shit the teacher is talking about

but it’s okay because the half he doesn’t get is the other half noya gets

and the half noya doesnt get is the orher half tanaka gets

they’re two peas in a pod 🥰

until they try explaining it to each other and suddenly get confused?? mental malfunction ¿?

yeah im SMART!!!

s -

m -

a -

r - penis

t -

Daichi Sawamura

quite calm about the whole coronavirus

like he knows it is serious and understands how it is spread but he’s still calm about it??

tells everyone to sanitize and wash hands on a regular. and social distancing!!

honestly still wakes up like he does on normal school days and does all his academics just fine.

he even does gym activities (besides volleyball) for 30 minutes to an hour!!!! he be running on that treadmil! getting stronk!

does each subject on his own for 20-40 min each day. he’s really good at self discipline

makes sure sugawara and asahi are up to date on school work and will gladly help.

sadly can’t help the first years (and probably second years) because that info is deep in his brain and basically forgot how to do it after a year or two of not using it.

VERY VERY VERY sad that volleyball nationals are cut off. this is his last year and for it to be??? gone??? just because of some flu?!?! hates it.

he wishes school to go back and still has hope that school will go back to normal in a couple of weeks (even though it’s a slim chance).

asks the teacher questions whenever he has questions. He’s also vv considerate so he’ll ask questions he knows the answer to but asks them for anyone who’s confused ab it/wants to ask but is too shy. (literally i lov daichi sm)

Eats a healthy amount of everything

asks asahi for any updates on corona even though he’s quite up to date himself. he just wanna make sure he didn’t miss anything.

also doesn’t mind being around his family. he’ll do more chores around the house to help his parents out :> he’s literally perfect wtf

def does worry about everyone in the volleyball gc and anyone else he has contact with. Will also email classmates and ask if they’re doing all right. Even away from volleyball he’s a team player ☺️✌️

Is happy for the rest of the day when asahi tells him dogs can’t get corona.

Yamaguchi Tadashi

oaoaiquqhdkoaiaagadjsiwi?

doesn’t know what to believe anymore

keeps in touch with everyone!! always online 24/7 on social media, vball gc, you name it.

Literally everyone is acting so normal why are people so calm am i the only one worrying about this and the worlds future like this year has been really bad so far for not just me but the whole nation actually the entire world honestly like war almost broke out in january and now this corona stuff is really buttering my crissont the wrong way-

Even though tsukishima literally gives No Fucks, yamaguchi is the complete opposite.

like tsukki and yamaguchi call on skype and eVERY TIME yamaguchi starts with ‘how have you been? do you feel sick at all? have you drank enough water today?’ and so on

“What are you even worrying about?”

“Well...what if you get the corona virius?... it can be deadly, you know!! Thousands of people have died from it!!! The fact school is shutting down and people are panicking is making me feel like i should be panicking-“

Tsukki will then snarkily reassure him it’s fine and people their age are the least likely to get it bad.

Yamaguchi will feel a little better afterwords

“Thank you, Tsukki!”

Tsukki will ‘tch’ it off

Even though he gets really good grades he has triuble finding motivation to do any school work?? doing school work in his own home? 😐

His home was kinda a place he can chill whereas school is a place he can be fully focused

but now his home is ALSO school??!!?

Luckily he understands the work, at least.

When he sees tsukishima on the call, too, he instantly says hello.

“Tsukki!! Hey!! 😁”

“Shut up.”

“Gomen, Tsukki.”

Yeah. Even when they aren’t at school, he’s still the same as always.

He takes extra care of his family and always stays in touch with other relatives. Especially grandpa and grandma. THE SECOND he learned elderly people are at more risk you bet your ass he’s calling them making sure they’re okay. He checks up on them everyday now.

He peobably practices volleyball a little, too. He’s more focused on schoolwork though.

Sugawara Koushi

Have you guys ate dinner yet? 🥺

obviously checking up on everyone

he would fail as a mother if he didn’t.

Actually reads in his free time?? He finally has time on his hands to read these books so.... here we are!

Wakes up at a scheduled time everyday (minus weekends. Maybe sleeps for an extra hour or so).

He dresses in pjs rather than actual clothes because he’s not going anywhere with this social distancing thing.

Always tries to lighten the mood when all the students are on the online call. Maybe crack some joke or innocently play around with the effects.

He still pays close attention in class and does quite well on his own. No help from his parents! He can do everything on his own! He a big boi!

Does homework really well, too. Probably does extra work or more work than needed just because it makes him feel good afterwords.

Honestly i can see him cooking in his free time. If he doesnt feel like reading or scrolling mindlessly through his phone, he gonna cook.

Will make the best cookies in the universe.

HAS A HECK OF A SWEET TOOTH. NOT A DAY GOES BY WITHOUT HIM GETTING HIS PRETTY HANDS ON SUM TREAT

Honestly isn’t too good with exercise so he might gain a few pounds or grow the smallest chub 🥺🥺🥺 he would be so cute omfg.

is realy involved with his family!! they play a board/card game every friday night and have the best time.

if he has a dog, cat, or literally any animal you know he’s gona be hanging with them since he has more time.

Still! Playing! Volleyball! I mean by now every boy is practicing at least a little bit. He would probably be in his backyard playing volleyball with his family. Theyy’d set up a net and everythin! They’re all rookies at it but he still cherishes the moments with them.

It’s honestly still practice. Better than nothing

He talks about how his family plays volleyball and everyone is so jealous like 😭😭 makes him more grateful hearing half the volleyball team saying they have to practice alone.

Watching youtube videos of random videos/vines making him giggling.

“Hey, Dachi, look at this video.”

IS A SWEETHEART STFU !!!

[prorevenge]

After months of putting up with my roommate from hell, I got the revenge of lifetime and screwed her over out of a fuckton of money and got her to pay rent and life has never been sweeter! (This is a long one)

This is a long one but very much worth the ride, so buckle up. (also, English isn't my native lang, sorry if there are any mistakes)

This story takes place a couple of years back. During college, I lived with several roommates, all of them were nice and we got along well, except for this one bitch, let's call her Karen. if Satan and Hitler had a child and that child had a child with Stalin and Cruella de Vil, that would be Karen for you, she is a loud-mouthed stupid, egocentric bitch who has the face that scare the shit out of a toilet. She would never clean up after herself, she would always leave her plates and things at the spot where she last used them. I have lost counts of how many times, I caught her stealing my clothes without asking and if you so much as touch her clothes she loses her shit on you, or her drinking our lactose-intolerant roommates almond milk and any time we confronted her for drinking it, she would shrug and say "I only had a sip, stop being so stingy." She plays her music loud at night, invites stranger without giving any heads up, a time or two she didnt pay rent even though her parents are FILTHY RICH and she is wearing gucci and prada shit, Karen also fucking lies about everything, even things that are not worth lying about. like if she woke up 7, and you ask her, she'll lie through her fucking teeth and say she rose with the sun rise because she is a natural. (ps, this is something i actually heard her say to her parents while she was skypeing them....so cringy, who the fuck says that? but i digress)

Months we have fucking put up with her, of course we tried to get other roommates but unfortunately when we all moved in everything, all documents and contracts were done in her name so kicking her out would require a lot of effort and most of us were busy with school and work and life happens. So we ignore it as much as we can and try to move on.

We are now all seniors and in our final semesters, meaning graduation was coming, AND Karen is planning a backpack trip across Europe with her friends as a graduation gift to herself, this is important so remember this.

One of our roommates and my closest friend, Sasha, has had a crush on a guy that lives down the hall. Any time the two of them are together, Sasha and the Guy keep giving each other googly eyes and blushing faces; it was sooo cute. Sasha is a verbal autistic person and has never dated anyone because she has a hard time with socializing and understanding social ques and subtlety, which lets face it, that is the core of dating, especially flirting but with a lot of encouragement from me and the final roommate, Lola we got her to ask him out. He said yes. She was so happy, you guys, she flew back into the apartment and did an hour of happy dance with her arms flailing about and a shit eatin grin on her face; needless to say we were all so happy. Karen caught wind of this and it just so happens at that time she was having relationship problems, I guess her bf finally realized he's dating human garbage. Not one to be outshined, Karen behind all of our backs went to the guy's place and spun lies about Sasha, saying she is a serial cheater and even made a fake account for Sasha's so called bf. the guy never called Sasha, and eventually weeks passed by he told us why but by then Sasha felt like the damage was done and lost interest in him.

I. WAS. FUCKING. FURIOUS.

This, this level of dickery and bloody pettiness is the straw that finally broke the camel's back and I vowed I wouldn't fucking leave until I served my slice of justice. Here's another character that you must know about, Prof C. His wife two years ago was in a horrible car accident and as a result is in a wheelchair, this is especially problematic because she was a stay home mom that took care of their two special needs kids and they have a toddler at home. Home life is a mess for him, he is running ragged between working and single-handedly is taking care of his family, the uni took pity and also feared the workload would see one of their best and most beloved teachers leave the school struck a deal with him to help him out. In all of his classes there will be quizzes and midterms, this doesnt change, but assignments you submit and he corrects at the end of the year, this is important cuz our uni has zero tolerance on proffs that dont constantly update the students course works so that students have the chance to improve their grades.

Karen, the lazy and stupid bitch she is, is somehow skating through his assignments, even though they require a shit tone of research and writing. I accidentally learned that one of her older friends told her that she only needs submit the paper on its due date and to only write the first 3 pages and use a paraphrase tool for the rest of the paper so the plagiarism software wont detect it and would think its original material and when the end of the year comes, submit a hard copy but with the first pages being her actual work and the rest being completely plagiarized, professional work. Prof C won't know cuz the likelihood a man as busy as him thoroughly checking the work of 120+ students is pretty low. I grinned. A plan was beginning to formulate in my head. Oh, sweet mother of Jesus, she is going down! All semester long I let her do this for all of the 7 papers, one of them which is a term paper that has 20% on it alone, all the while I spied and gathered all of her pass codes, social media, her student ID, everything.

The end of the year came and I compiled all of her assignments, both the original one with the paraphrasing tools she used to circumvent plagiarism and the one she finally handed them in, and I even made photos were there are side-to-side comparison of the assignments. This is a good start but not enough. So, One day chillin at the living room I open a conversation about relationships, Karen is two timing her new boyfriend and is sleeping with some other Person. so, I ask her questions like "don't you feel guilty for cheating?" and "You do realize this is wrong?" and I even paraphrase my words in a way that is vague but also clear, for example I would say "It's not fair, so many people work so hard everyday to be successful and you are here cheating and lying your way to success." Karen, narcissistic as fuck, would respond with snippets of I dont care and how she isnt cheating, she is only having fun and that everyone does it so why not her too. This is too good to be true, even her answers are vague, its like god put his hand on my shoulder, looked me right in the eyes and said, "burry this bitch". and Id be damned if I didnt. As you probably have guessed it by now, I was recording EVERYTHING. The recording plus the photos, and her assignments were more than enough evidence, I sent an anonymous email to the Professor, and i tell the girls so that they can prep for the shit storm thats coming. Three weeks later, results are out. she failed and LOST HER SHIT. She was screamin, crying, wailing, what a sight to see! you best believe, the girls and I were laughing. She tried to talk to the prof, but he was not having it. she cried and begged for a second chance but he said a hard no. So now she has two options: she goes ahead and doesn't graduate with us, and takes on a whole 'nother semester for one measly course or take summer course and cancel her trip to Europe, which mind you she spent a fuckton on, something like 13, 000$ and I know it could have been much cheaper but Princess Karen only wanted the best so yh. The next couple of weeks she spent sleepless nights because she was calling and cancelling all the reservations she made, tryin to get her money back BUT (again, GOD really was out for blood that day) because the cancellation was so close to some her trip most places refused to refund, or some charged her cancellation fees. She only managed to scrap 5.5 K back together, lossin 7.5 K. OUCH!

Its not over, having damning evidence I, with earned gusto, told her she was going to pay all of the bills till we move out, which was in two months, payback for all the times she was late on payment or defaulted and she would from now do her part of the house chores or else Im gonna send it all to the admin and faculty dean and she will fo sho be kicked out and all those uni years will have been for nothing. She hated it, she fucking threw tantrums and cussed me out but my god if she didnt do whats told. she cleaned her stuff, apologized to Sasha for what she did, I forced her to come clean to her BF (dont know the guy but the few times i met him he was super sweet to us and i felt bad for the guy), I watched her actually do the dishes for the first time in like years. IT was fucking amazing and I don't regret it one bit. In fact, anytime I feel sad now as an adult, i kick back my feet and reminiscine and a slow shit eatin grin draws itself upon my face.

tl;dr roommate was super mean, i found out she was cheating on her assignments and so i snitched on her and as a result she had to stay the summer and retake the class again or else she wouldn't graduate.

(source) story by (/u/let-the-write-one-in)

[cro0kedme]

Okay I need to tell y'all this bc it fucking pisses me off that they did this.

Alright heres the story I was at a gas station and I was gunna use the bathroom and saw that sign on the women's bathroom door and tbh was kinda salty but whatever you know? They probably got stalls and some guy came in so they put the sign up no biggie but i walked in and what i saw was not a room with stalls it had just one toilet and one sink.

Are... Are u serious?? Ur telling me that u put up a mf sign that says "WOMEN ONLY PLEASE" when its not even a room with stalls but a single room with a single toilet and fucking sink????

Why do people fucking do this? I hope it wasent an employee/ manager/ owner and it was just a mf Karen being a little bitch so they just said "whatever" cuz they didnt wanna deal with them but even IF that was the case they shoulda just told them to go away or smthn. If they where being difficult they coulda said that they would call the police if they didn't leave (and they CAN do that)

But they still did it nonetheless. I ESPECIALLY hope it wasn't a trans girl or a guy who made an honest mistake. Bc like that would just make me even more angry.

And ya know even if it was a guy who did this on purpose; or hell even MULTIPLE GUYS doing this ON PURPOSE who fucking cares!? It doesn't have stalls to peek at people doin there business just a single room with a toilet and a sink with a lock.

And even if they didnt want those guys to do that (even tho it hurts literally NOBODY) and they told them as much, just fucking call the police on them. Cuz as much as the police suck at there fucking job they'll probably still come and escort them off. Especially cuz its a public place (even if it is just a gas station)

So I wanted to write on there stupid sign 'its a bathroom assholes nobody cares dipshit' but i didnt have a pen plus it IS a public place and i didnt want the little little kiddies to see so I just tore the sign off the door, looked straight at the camera said "I dont care" shoved the paper in my pocket and threw it away outside.

Im going back there tommorow because im not letting them fucking get away with this shit. If they fuckin ban me ill get someone else to go over there and talk some sense into them (assuming they r the ones who put the sign up and not a karen making them do it. Also even if it was a karen they shouldn't have listened to them and told them to suck it up or leave. And again if they didnt do that call the police on them for bein a lil shit. Bc y'all know if the employees didn't call the police on them karen woulda probably called the police on THEM)

But oh I hear u cry "u shouldn't get into fights with people who don't wanna change" and ta that i say, Idk if they dont wanna change, if they just fucked up or if it was a karen. Im going to ask them tommorow like i said and I'll get more info to get a clearer pic of why they put that stupid ass sign up on a bathroom that even non binary peeps could go to (but knowing stores theyd probs just say family bathroom but still)

Y am I going thro so much trouble for a stupid sign? Bc its fucking wrong! Thats why! I hope i don't need to explain why but even if its just in a gas station I dont stand for it! If ya are doin this shit in a bathroom that doesn't even have mf stalls then we got ourselves a problem.

U don't think starting fights with people over a sign is a good idea??? Oh my gosh! I don't give a shit about what ya think! Bc I KNOW that this shit is wrong and when smthn is wrong im GOING to make it fucking right bc im a stubborn person who cant take a hint.

So a simple PSA for y'all, don't do this shit or im coming for ya.

I'll keep ya posted on what happens tommorow or later in the day depending on what happens.

[sweet-steddie]

Home (g.d. & e.d.)

Summary: You’ve gotten a bad grade which means you’re having a bad day. The twins are more than ready to make you feel better. @shawnsababe here it is, almost lol. Hope you enjoy whatever this is!

A/N: Here’s my third Dolan twins imagine and I’m keeping my fingers crossed that everyone is pleased with it! If you’re liking the warm and fuzzy theme of my imagines so far, then this one’ll hopefully be right up your alley lol. Please reblog and leave feedback and maybe even drop a request or two off for me ;) Here goes!

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The lecture is almost over, thank heavens. The professor has just informed us all that our most recent test scores have been posted online, at which point 97 percent of the class pulled out their laptops to check their grades, effectively checking out of the lecture. I’ve just selected the “Grades” tab on my school website and am anxiously waiting for the test results to appear.

When the page finishes loading, I give pause. Major pause. Because the grade is not good. Scratch that; the grade is fucking horrendous. I bite my lower lip and my vision immediately goes blurry with unshed tears. Not here. I will not cry here. And I mentally recite this mantra over and over until everyone around me begins to rise to their feet and file out of the classroom.

I must zone out for a considerable amount of time because when I come to, I see unfamiliar faces and an unfamiliar professor entering the room and preparing for the class that’s scheduled to begin next. I make quick work of sticking my earbuds in and packing up my bag before I all but scamper from the room. I speed-walk into the nearest restroom and am momentarily pleased to find it empty before I occupy the first stall and lock the door, sinking down onto the toilet seat just as my tears begin to fall. I take a few shuddering breaths and my shoulders shake pathetically with hushed hiccups and cries.

I close my eyes and force myself to take a deep breath. And then I take another deep breath before gathering a wad of toilet paper to messily wipe at my tear stricken cheeks. I dispose of the tissue and dig my phone out of my pocket, waking up the screen to find it stacked with notifications. When my phone is unlocked, I thumb into my messages and am quickly reminded that I made plans for the day and fuck, if socializing isn’t the last thing I wanna do right now. I hate the idea of bringing the weight of my crushing self-pity to a gathering; it feels unbearably selfish.

I tap into the group message that I have with Grayson and Ethan. Through my puffy eyelids, I scan over the most recent texts. Something about if we should order takeout tonight. I sigh heavily through my nose as I type out Guys, I’m gonna have to take a rain check today. It’s just that I’m the dumbest bitch on earth and I’m never getting out of college. Hope you understand! and then I send it and thumb into my music app to put my library on shuffle. I’m only able to blow my nose and stand up from the toilet before I get an incoming FaceTime call.

It looks like Grayson’s calling and I haven’t looked in the mirror since I left class, but I’m almost positive that I look absolutely miserable. Unfortunately, there’s no time to fix that now. I sigh as I sit back down and accept the call, attempting to paint a smile onto my face to lessen the blow of my swollen eyelids and shiny nose. When the call connects, both Ethan and Grayson are staring me down through the phone, each with expressions of utter sympathy. None of us say anything and I allow my fake smile to slip as I fight back a second wave of tears.

Ethan’s eyebrows furrow as he watches me begin to break down. “Don’t cry,” he mutters softly, eyes softening at my vulnerable appearance.

“Whatever happened, it’s gonna be okay, baby. You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to,” Grayson adds just as softly, looking equally as distraught as his brother. Their concern seems to push me over the edge and I have to cover my mouth as I break down crying once again.

“I’m sorry, this is so uncomfortable! I’m sorry,” I blubber out between cries, gasping out wet breaths to attempt to keep the incoming tears from cascading. “I’m gonna be okay, I’m just being dramatic. I’ll be okay,” I reassure them, but it’s mostly me talking to myself and telling myself to get it the fuck together.

“Where are you? You shouldn’t be alone right now. We’ll come get you,” Ethan desperately tries to put a plan together to come to my rescue and I so appreciate him for that. But having them come onto my campus will only cause problems for them and the three of us are aware of that.

“No,” I protest, “it’s okay, I’m okay to drive. I’ll come to you guys. I don’t want you guys getting mobbed.”

“And you’ll stay overnight, at least. I don’t want you staying alone tonight,” Grayson states more than asks. But I nod along anyway, truthfully in no mood to be by myself for much longer.

“Come see us babe, we’re waiting on you. Come home,” Ethan coos gently. My heart melts at him calling his house home. And then it dawns on me that nothing in the world sounds better in this moment than being wrapped up in my boys.

“Okay,” I whisper out, giving a pitiful sniffle. Grayson looks like he would leap through the screen right now if he could. Both boys do.

“I love you,” Ethan pipes up before I can end the call.

“I love you too. So fucking much,” Grayson contributes and I’m able to crack a smile that’s small but genuine.

“I love you guys. I’ll be over soon,” I sign off and I wave at them before ending the call. I make myself as presentable as possible and stand up, finally registering that I’ve been sitting on a public toilet in my pants for the past however long. “Ew,” I mutter, unlocking the stall door and washing my hands before making a beeline out of the building and beginning my trek to the parking garage across from my apartment.

When I finally arrive at my car, I feel less like crying and more like curling up with my favorite guys. I load my things into the car and prepare for the 30 minute drive to the twins’ place and, in my haste to see them as soon as possible, the trip seems at least 5 times longer than usual. So pulling into the boys’ garage at last, then, is the sweetest relief I’ve experienced all day.

I don’t bother bringing my backpack with me when I hop out of the car and lock the doors, shuffling toward the twins’ house. I raise my fist to knock on the door but before I can make any contact, it flies open to reveal Ethan looking more worried than I’ve seen him in a long time. “C’mere,” he beckons me softly, reaching out to cup my face in his hands and bringing his plush lips to my forehead in a sweet kiss. I close my eyes at his attention, wrapping my arms around his middle and squeezing tight. Being in Ethan’s arms right now is like a breath of fresh air.

“I missed you, E. I need you. You and Gray,” I mutter and he hums, lips still pressed flush to my forehead. He pulls back with a soft smack.

“We’re right here. And we won’t leave your side,” he promises near my ear before planting a quick kiss there as well and reaching out behind me to shut the front door.

“E? Is she here?” comes Grayson’s voice from somewhere behind Ethan. I keep my eyes closed, knowing he’ll come and find us. Ethan’s taken to resting his cheek on top of my head and wrapping his arms around my shoulders, gently swaying us where we stand.

“Yeah, she’s here,” Ethan calls back and, sure enough, I hear the sound of Grayson’s feet padding nearer. And then his voice is much closer than before.

“Well lemme see her,” Grayson says softly and I feel Ethan place one more firm kiss to my forehead before releasing me and I open my eyes just in time to find Grayson waiting on me with open arms. He stares me down with droopy, soft eyes and gathers me up into his chest, holding tight. “How’s my girl, hm?” he murmurs into my ear, pausing to kiss the top of my head before his lips resume their hovering over the area near my ear. “I know I told you you didn’t have to talk about it, but please tell me what it is. Tell me what it is so I can fix it,” he pleads, voice a pleasantly deep rumble beneath where my head is resting.

I take a moment to inhale deeply, breathing in his woodsy cologne. “Gray,” I sigh out, clinging to the thick fabric of his hoodie with needy fists, “I failed my test in that one class I was telling you guys about. The one I’ve been having trouble in already. And if I don’t bring up my grade, I might fail the course. And if I fail a course in my last semester here, I might not graduate on time,” I begin to ramble at this point. I feel Grayson nod at various points in my speech.

“You’re not gonna fail, babe. You’re just having a rough time in the class; it happens. It’s only your first test,” Ethan soothes. And the thing is...he’s right. Grayson nods again.

“Exactly. You’re gonna do just fine, we know you are. We’ll help you study. We’ll fucking,” he scrambles to find the words, “we’ll come to your lectures with you. We’ll take notes. Whatever you need,” Grayson suggests and my chest does that fluttery thing that only he and Ethan can make it do. This earns a giggle out of me and I lean my head back so that I can look up into Grayson’s face. He seems mildly perplexed that I’m laughing.

“Thats so sweet, Grayson,” I smile up at him and use a finger to lovingly tap the tip of his adorable button nose. That earns the beginnings of a lopsided smile out of him. “I know you and E would do anything for me. That’s why I love you guys so much,” I gush, essentially staring right into Grayson’s face with major heart eyes. “Thank you,” I all but whisper before leaning up and into his face, kissing the light stubble below his cheekbone. The smile that spreads across his face is borderline dopey.

I give his firm body a squeeze before gently breaking away to show Ethan some love, as well. I slowly approach him, smile spreading shyly across my lips as I draw nearer. He must decide that I’m taking too long, because he reaches out a long arm and pulls me in with a gentle tug, causing me to stumble into his chest with an embarrassingly high pitched squeal of delight. He twines his arms around my waist and lowers his head so that we’re face height with each other, turning so that his cheek is closest to me.

“C’mon. My turn,” he encourages, waiting for a kiss like the one I gave Grayson. I snort at his cheesiness, but it makes my heart thud violently nonetheless. I don’t hesitate to lean in and plant my lips on his cheek, drawing it out before pulling back with a loud, dramatic mwah! “Oh yeah,” he gloats after I pull away and I can assume based off of the smug smirk on his face that he’s addressing Grayson now. “My kiss was better,” he taunts and I fondly roll my eyes at him before spinning around and allowing him to pull my back to his front as I watch for Grayson’s reaction. He stares back at Ethan with his expression portraying the utmost boredom, looking utterly unamused.

“Ethan,” he starts before even begins to address the teasing, “that didn’t even count. She felt sorry for you because you begged for the kiss. And she kissed me first, idiot,” he accuses and I know exactly what he’s doing. The bickering between the boys hasn’t even begun and my stomach is already bubbling with impending laughter, which is surely Grayson’s intent.

“You’re so fucking jealous, bro. You’re mad because she’s mine,” I feel Ethan shrug before resting his chin on my shoulder. I bite my lip at that lovely claim. It’s amazing to me, at this point, that I started this day so horribly and that it’s turning out so fucking well.

“How is that possible?” Grayson’s eyebrows furrow as if what Ethan said is the dumbest thing he’s ever heard. “That doesn’t make any sense, Ethan. Because she’s mine,” he responds as if it’s the most natural thing in the world. He looks at me, shaking his head in mock-exasperation and I laugh. Completely disregarding Ethan’s hold on my waist, he grabs my hand and entwines our fingers, pulling me towards himself instead. Ethan catches my hand just in time and I end up holding hands with them both, swinging both sets of our joined hands back and forth playfully.

The boys are wearing matching smiles as I stare between the two of them, all traces of their playful fight forgotten as we circle back around to the reason that I’m here. Grayson hip checks me, staring down into my eyes with a gentle grin on his pretty, pink lips, an unspoken gesture of comfort.

“Just to let you know,” Ethan starts, causing me to look over at him instead, “if you have any more trouble in that course,” he uses a free hand to gesture between himself and his brother, “Grayson and I will he happy to find your professor and kick his ass.” he deadpans, causing me to bark out a surprised laugh. The statement is so ridiculous that it catches me off guard and I end up having to lean over as I continue to choke out laughter. Whether this laughter is borne of Ethan’s declaration or out of delirium after having such a previously awful day, I’m not certain; I have a feeling it’s a healthy mixture of both. In my haze of mirth, I don’t quite catch on that I’m the only one laughing. When I’m reduced to chuckles, Grayson clears his throat.

“We’re serious.”

[ronanlyncx]

the best parts of the dream thieves (featuring me crying pt. 2)

part one

- “Ronan was everything that was left: molten eyes and a smile made for war” 

- Ronan’s second secret #gay

- Gansey: “i would have thought you had more muscles. Don’t feminist have big muscles?” i just want to punch him can someone please punch him

- gansey calling ronan an incredible creature #gay 

- “The elderly made ronan anxious” bitch me too!!!

- Ronan wanting to race kavinsky in the pig and adam is like dude no there is like 5 people in here we weigh too much and ronan goes: “noah doesn’t count” “Hey!” “You’re dead!” i love these nerds

- Gansey: “am I in your dreams?” Ronan: “Oh yes, baby” i hate him jsjksksk

- “Ronan sometimes dreamt of Adam, too” #gay

- Gansey and Ronan going to get orange juice at 3:32 am 

- “Unlike some people, my sense of worth isn’t tied into my occupation.” “Ooooooh,” Orla crowed… she traded her Henrietta accent for a gloriously snotty version of the Old South. “Someone’s been hanging out with Richard Campbell Gansey the third too much.” orla just came for blue’s life holy shit 

- “Jane!” “It’s a wizard in box.” “It will do your homework.” “And it’s been dating your girlfriend.” “Are you all drunk?” hey quick question wtf am i reading

- “Why is the tea so good here?” “I spit in it” Blue Sargent is an icon

“Blue Sargent was pretty in a way that was physically painful to him. He was attracted to her like a heart attack.” not to sound like a cheesy white lady or anything but this shit breathtaking bro

- “What do you want, Adam? What do you need, Adam?… Freedom, autonomy, a perennial bank balance, a stainless steel condo in a dustless city, a silky black car, to make out with Blue, eight hours of sleep, a cell phone, a bed, to kiss Blue just once, a blister-less heel, bacon for breakfast, to hold Blue’s hand, one hour of sleep, toilet paper, deodorant, a soda, a minute to close his eyes. What do you want, Adam? To feel awake when my eyes are open.” PROTECT THIS ANGEL GET HIM SOME TOILET PAPER WTF (also notice how what he wants continues to drop in difficulty to acquire this is so sad i’m literally a mess) 

- “You be careful, Adam Parrish. ‘Cause one day you might get what you ask for. There might be girls in Henrietta who’ll let you talk to them like that, but i’m not one of them.” i really love this woman

- “He [Gansey] was bare-legged and sockless in his Top-Siders and very clearly a real human, an attainable human, and this, somehow, made Ronan want to smash his fist through a wall” #gay

-  “Adam thinks he saw an apparition at his place” Ronan eyed Noah, “I’m seeing an apparition right now.” this entire relationship is just ronan roasting noah have you ever seen anything so pure

- Noah freaking out about the glitter in the snowglobe #angel

- Ronan paying Adam’s rent i am alive

- Gansey comparing Blue to a platypus

- “He threw me out the window!” “You’re already dead!” amazing

- Blue wanting to get Adam high so he can relax seriously someone let this boy take a nap

- Noah: “Is crack the same thing as speed?” 

- Ashley not going into St. Agnes bc she “refuses to participate in a ceremony that doesn’t allow equal spiritual privileges to women”  NICE

- Ronan dreaming kavinsky a replica of his white sunglasses after kavinsky gave him a copy of ronan’s leather bands #pettygay

- “and he was the boy with the most beautifully interesting car and the most savagely handsome of friends, Ronan Lynch” #gay

- Gansey: “I love this car. I should buy four more of them. I’ll just open the door of one and fall into the other. One can be a living room, one can be by kitchen, I’ll live in one…” what...the fuck

- Declan coming to give gansey a new battery for the pig and Ronan actually doing the most™ “He hurriedly sprawled back in the seat, throwing one jean-covered leg over the top of Adam’s and laying his head in a posture of thoughtless abandon. By the time Declan arrived, Ronan looked as if he had been asleep for days.” this is so extra omfgggg

- “His [Declan’s] gaze followed his brother’s leg to where it rested on top of Adam’s, and his expression tightened.” dude ronan even your brother is noticing your crush u gotta do better

- Gansey thinking that Ronan tried to kill himself after all this time and then finding out that Ronan was attacked by a dream demon thing #shook

- Gansey and Ronan fighting a different dream demon thing with a box cutter and a crowbar how are these children alive 

- “She [Blue] wore a dress Ronan thought looked like a lampshade. Whatever sort of lamp it belonged on, Gansey clearly wished he had one. Ronan wasn’t a fan of lamps.” This is the least subtle homosexuality metaphor i have ever read in my life (also: Gansey crushing on Blue #nice)

- refer to this post 

- “Let’s just go on before Gansey has time to say something that makes me hate him” lmao

- “The air was stained permanently with the pleasant odor of Ronan’s childhood: hickory smoke and boxwood, grass and seed and lemon cleaner. ‘I remember,’ Gansey said thoughtfully to Ronan, ‘when you used to smell like this’” #gay

- Dream toaster

- “I am being perfectly fucking civil” #iconic

- “Don’t fucking swear” #iconic pt 2

- Calla preforming arial yoga through the continuation of Ronan’s reading 

- The entire time they are on the boat adam and gansey have the biggest hard-ons for orla and blue wants to die/kill them and ronan is disgusted 

- ronan complains about the heat like 600 times i love my dramatic son

- Gansey finding the skin of blue’s calf more “tantalizing” than orla’s entire torso boiiiii if u dont get!!!!!

- “Blue cheerfully spit a mouthful of brown water on his boat shoes.” she’s doing god’s work

- “He was struck by what a glorious and fearless animal Blue Sargent was.” I’m emo

- “Gansey, pacing next to his ruined miniature Henrietta, set his eyes on Ronan. There was something intense and heedless in them. There were many versions of Gansey, but this one had been rare since the introduction of Adam’s taming presence.” The fact that adam calms gansey down is so pure and i cannot believe this is canon (also: blue also calms gansey down... i love my bisexual son)

- Gansey being badass asf when him and ronan go to confront kavinsky about breaking in the apartment and ronan going super heart-eyes 

- also i am convinced that this scene is dick’s bi awakening

- “…Gansey leaving for D.C. without him was unbearable. They had been a two-headed creature for so long, Ronan-and-Gansey. He couldn’t say it, though. There were a thousand reason’s why he couldn’t say it” #GAY

- “While i’m gone, dream me the world. Something new for every night.” #REALLYGAY

- no one in fox way can work a cellphone maura literally had to get blue to make the gray man’s voicemail work

- Ronan blowing a kiss to gansey and adam when they are flying away in the helicopter i fucking hate him jsjsjs

- Helen asking if Adam wants to go into the whole foods with her and adam just stares at her. me too buddy

- “’Pigmy Pouters. Feisty ones!’ Gansey mouthed Blue at Adam. Adam let out a little wail of helpless laughter.” adam parrish laughing: a concept

-  Blue finally admitting to herself that she likes Gansey while laying in his bed

- “I’d ask you out, if i was alive” “i’d say yes” :(((((

- the fact that adam’s dad actually pushed my manz down the stairs at one point i will personally fight robert parrish

- “This is Adam Parrish. Shake his hand. He’s more clever than I am. One day we’ll be throwing one of these shindigs for him.” MY HEART

- Adam literally filling up a whole page describing helen #bi

- when helen asks why ronan wasn’t with them, adam and gansey both get the mental image of the house burning down lmao

- “you gonna race with those shades on, you Bulgarian mobster Jersey trash piece of shit?” he’s so elegant with words!!!1111!!!

- Ronan thinking Kavinsky is beautiful um this is gross but #gay 

- Gansey calling Blue to calm him down just because she makes him feel “uneven and shattered” im fucking emo

- Kavinsky calling gansey literally anything BUT his name: “Dick three” “dick dick dick” “Dickie”

- Ronan figuring out how to master his dreams and then leaving kavinsky #scammer

- to be honest i cannot believe helen and gansey managed to convince adam about the hondoyota with the literal SKIT they used 

- “HEY, OLD MAN!” “Ronan!” ANGELS

- ronan apologizing for wrecking the pig and Gansey actually not believing his ears.

- “Hey, Churchill tried to negotiate with hitler.” “Did he?” don’t argue with boat shoe about history this man will rip you to shreds

- pink switchblade

- “Times circular, chicken”

- BLUE GOING OFF ON ADAM IM JUST ABOUT TO QUOTE THE WHOLE ROAST

- THE WHOLE ROAST: “Politics! I have no interest. Voting? What? I forgot my apron. I think I ought to be in the kitchen right now, actually. My rolling pin-” “i didn’t know that you-” “thats my point! did it even occur to you? You wouldn’t have gone someplace without Gansey, though. You two make a grand couple! kiss him! (lmao) Well, i don’t want to be just someone to kiss. I want to be a real friend, too. Not just someone who’s fun to have around because- because I have breast!” GO OFF BITCHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!

- Adam calling Blue a raging feminist like do boys not know that this is a complement like yes this is the angle i am going for thanks for noticing

- Gansey and Blue’s first drive together #i #am #emo

- “Jane, in this light you... Jesus. Jesus. I’ve got to get my head straight.” MURDER ME

- When Adam woke up at fox way after being asleep for 24 hours or whatever he drank four glasses for pomegranate juice and three cups of tea and then left in the span of ten minutes. i know sometimes these kids act like they are 50 years old but....this is a teenage boy 

- “It was against Ronan’s nature to appear overly interested in anything.” HES SO EXTRA 

- Grey man: “But it wasn’t personal.” Ronan: “It. Was. To. Me.” :((((((((((( also i’m pretty sure neil josten said the same thing to that police officer one time i love parallels. 

- “when ronan thought of gansey, he thought moving into monmouth manufacturing, of nights spent in companionable insomnia, of a summer searching for a king, of gansey asking for the grey man for his life. Brothers.” kill. me. 

- kavinsky dying #goodshit 

[hunbomb]

brother! jeno

GUYS THANK YALL SM FOR REQUESTING!

this is for @mochamark  ;)

lets get started!

- k so y'all r the best siblings

- literal sibling goals

- jeno treats u like a princess (in a nON rOManTIc wAy)

- he is so caring like fucc

- “how was ur day?” 

- “do you need help with your homework?”

- sO sWEeT

- HE ALSO IS SO PROTECTIVE

- he is the type of brother to only allow u to date if he met the guy and approves

- yALL DONT EVEN KNOW THOUGH

- sometimes he’s so fucking weird

- not a bad weird, just weird ya feel??

- like he will text u at 2AM asking u to get some toilet paper for him

- “first of all why r u on the toilet at 2AM an why r u on the toilet with your phone thats nasty”

- he will also go like “teehee” in your every every single second

- “teehee”x2767832641

- “jENO sHUt uP”

- u guys tease each other sm 

- “HAHAH UR UGLY”

- “BITCH WE LOOK ALIKE”

- he will literally rest his elbow on u cause ur “short”

- even tho y'all don't have that much of a height difference 

- lolol he has an eye smile and u don't (uNLESS U DO IRL) and he teases u abt it EVERY DAY

- like first he teehee’s in ur ear then next he makes fun of u? man

- LMAO U HAVE THE FUNNIEST STORYS TO BLACKMAIL HIM WITH THOUGH FUCHCH

- like that one time he was trying to zip up his coat then accidentally ripped a big ass hole through his shirt?

- or the time u walked in on him looking in the mirror and taking a selfie (AND HE WAS LEGIT TRYING)

- or the other time u walked in on him sanding in front of a mirror with his guitar and shiRTLESS??? tbh one of my irl friends do that lol

- yo but all of your friends have crushes on him

- like

- “HE’S NASTY WHY DO U LIKE HIM’

- “EWEWEWWWW BUT HE UGLI”

- u guys may act like u hate each other but y'all love each other sm

- aight so once jeno came home crying cause some kid made fun of his eye smile?

- bITCH U BETTER BELIVE HE DIDNT EVEN TRY TO LOOK AT JENO FOR THE RE ST OF HIS LIFE

- NOBODY MAKES FUN OF YOUR BROTHER

- NOBODY WILL MAKE FUN OF U EITHer 

- honestly u care sm about him too

- tbh no one knows this but sometimes y'all sleep together (NOT IN THAT WAY YA NASTIES)

- like he just comes into ur room and is all like

- ‘can i sleep with u? please”

- and he had like hella puppy eyes

- so u couldn't say no

- y'all don't really “cuddle”

- its hard to explain

- but like u hug and shiz 

- just not in thaT way

- anyway

- so u know how jeno eats bananas with chopsticks?

- hE GOT IT FROM U

- like when y'all were 6 he saw u eating a banana with!!chopsticks!!

- he was so confused lmao 

- but then followed u cause whY TF NOT

- so from that day forward, jeno can't have a banana with out chopsticks

- he tried to have an orange but 

- some of the juice squirted in his eye and he hasn't had an orange since then

- omg u guys r the athletic siblings

- YOU KNOW THE ONES WHERE ALL OF THE SIBS R GOOD AT SPORTS?

- thats u and jeno

- track and field? y'all dominate

- basketball? y'all dominate

- soccer? y'all dominate

- badminton? y'all dominate

- swimming? y'all dominate

- ANYTHING? YALL DOMINATE

- tbh you’ve been there for jenos first crush

- which was ur best friend 

- it was so cute he kept asking u what they liked an d ushshsu

-honestly it was like the same tho 

- ur first crush was on jaemin

- JENO SHIPPED IT NGL

- he was like “at least it aint a weird ass kid i don't know”

- and HE KNEW that jaemin liked u back to he tried to get y'all together

- he pretty much did

- y'all wheeled for like 4 weeks though (wheeling means where both of the people know that they both like eachother but aren't dating)

- unTIL JAEMIN FINALLY ASKED U OUT

- AND JENO FINALLY ASKED UR BFF OUT

- all was well in the lee household

- honestly, jeno is the best brother

- he loves u so much and would do anything for you 

- and you’d do the same

so its preTTY SHORT BUT 

i M SO HAPPY YALL REQUESTED SO MUCH CAUSE NOW I ACTUALLY HAVE INSPO AND YAyYYAY

anyway ilysm!

- emma

[marcusflintwood]

freaking wow…. get u a nice ny girl like me

i cant wait to listen to this in like a month or so and die of embarrassment…. anyway, thank you for everyone who asked for this!!! it was super fun to do and i like how u guys know what my voice sounds like now. so like whenever you read a text post of mine you can read it in my voice or whatever

transcription under cut!!!

0:00 “ok tumblr accent challenge cause y’all asked for it and i’m here to deliver. my name is gizelle and my username is marcusflintwood. i am from new york, um, and here I am pronouncing the following words:”

0:15 “aunt, roof, route, theater, iron, salmon, caramel, fire, water, New Orleans, Pecan, both, again, probably, Alabama, lawyer, coupon, mayonnaise, pajamas, caught, n-naturally? aluminum, GIF, Tumblr, Crackerjack, doorknob, envelope, and… GPOY”

0:37 “when you throw toilet paper on a house that’s called tp-ing a lot of people do it in… the halloween season”

0:45 “a bubbly carbonated drink is called soda and i HATE IT!”

0:50 “gym shoes are sneakers”

0:52 “my grandparents are lolo and lola but that’s just because i’m filipino not that, like, it’s an accent thing, yknow?

0:59 “the wheeled contraption that you put your groceries in is a shopping cart?”

1:04 “the thing that you change the TV chanel with that’s a remote”

1:08 “the next one is chose a book and read a passage from it so i picked up Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, and im gonna read Chapter 7 Mudbloods and Murmurs, and im gonna be reading the passage that marcus is in because i love him”

1:24 “(phone rings in background)  Several people in green robes were walking onto the field, broomsticks in their hands. “I don’t believe it!” Wood hissed in outrage. “I booked the field for today! We’ll see about this!” Wood shot toward the ground, landing rather harder than he meant to in his anger, staggering slightly as he dismounted. Harry, Fred, and George followed. “Flint!” Wood bellowed at the Slytherin Captain. “This is our practice time! We got up specially! You can clear off now!” Marcus Flint was even larger than Wood. He had a look of trollish cunning on his face as he replied, “Plenty of room for all of us, Wood.” Angelina, Alicia, and Katie had come over, too. There were no girls on the Slytherin team, who stood shoulder to shoulder, facing the Gry-Gryffindors, leering to a man. “But I booked the field!” said Wood, positively spitting with rage. “I booked it!” “Ah,” said Flint. “But I’ve got a specialty [it’s specially im freaking dumb] signed note here from Professor Snape. ‘I, Professor S. Snape, give the Slytherin team permission to practice today on the Quidditch field owing to the need to train their new Seeker.’ ” “You’ve got a new Seeker?” said Wood, distracted. “Where?” And from behind the six large figures before them came a seventh, smaller boy, smirking all over his pale, pointed face. It was Draco Malfoy.”

2:45 “ok i need to stop reading because wow thats so hard. um, would i rather be a wizard or a vampire? id probably rather be a wizard.”

2:55 “um, do i know anyone on tumblr in real life? um… no, not technically. i’ve never like made friends with somebody on tumblr and then went to meet up with them in real life or whatever. but um i do have like [real life] friends who have a tumblr? but yknow like that probably doesnt count or whatever

3:14 “ok end sing three uh any three words i want um,”

3:21 “(cuts abbruptly with A Boogie wit da Hoodie’s Timeless playing in the background) what if i just like yknow sing an entire chorus instead?”

3:23 “(cuts to me singing, amazingly) I CANNOT WASTE NO TIME BITCH IM REALY GRINDIN IF I EVER SAID I LOVE YOU I WAS LYIN!!!! I FUCK WITH YOU BUT YOU WAS ALWAYS LIKE A SIDE BITCH CAUSE I COULD NEVER PUT NOTHING OVER GRINDIN!!!! i just left my baby grl a message I said i wont be comin home HAH THATS A DUB BITCH IM ON THE ROAD HAH”

3:45 “(music still playing) okokok i need to fuckin stop this is so baaaad”

3:49 “(cuts abruptly) ok! uh thanks for listening i guess!”

[ladyofthewoodandlight-blog]

i just had sex

I don’t know.  Last night was weird.  Felt very distant from him throughout the day, like he TRIES to be distant or something.  Like the same feeling i got when we were dating, anytime i’d feel secure and good about the way things were going, he’d pull away and I could tell he put up a wall.  We get to the place and he makes comments about ‘idk why you didn’t eat, i’m eating, theres nothing for you to eat’.  he realizes they only have the food truck so he says we’re going to dinner first and we go to the place across the street.  I get hummus and a beer, he gets a semi healthy dish and a beer.  He pulls over random waiters a few times for various things, to get our other waiter to put in his food order, b/c a woman dropped a dollar, to take our menus.  I make some comment about him being the “difficult” customer.  he.did.not.like.it.  jesus i don’t remember exactly how it went but suddenly he wasn’t happy, he was asking why i’d say something like that.  i kept repeating myself that i didn’t mean anything by it, wasn’t trying to annoy him or make him feel bad, but dude was BOTHEREd.  said his dad woud always say that shit too.  i said maybe i just upset him b/c hes thinking about his father now.  i ask what i can do to help him feel better so we can move past it.  i even gives options, including sitting in silence.  he says he doesn’t know so we sit in silence.  it feels like a long time goes by, with him clearly angry and ignoring me, and me just eating and drinking andl ooking around the room.  then eventually he is smiling so iask why.  he says hes over it and he let me stew with him acting angry longer on purpose.  now i’m fucking triggered b/c this is manipulative spiteful and petty and really not funny at all.  its childish.  so now i’m upset trying not to cry b/c i’m triggered thinking of my ex.  i ask if its really true, he says yes and i tell him its fucked up.  he keeps sying that what i did was annoying, i say i wasn’t trying to annoy him and how i mentioned that a lot already.  he doesn’t seem to believe it.  i mention how this is what i’m talking about when i say he can dish it but not take it, and he says i dish it more than i realize.  i say he makes fun of me all day but i say one thing and he is so fucking sensitivie, he tells me i’m sensitive all day to his joking.  it’s true, but i say i roll with it, which is also true.  he says he was bothered when earlier i said i could see him being the kind of guy who gets kicked out of the miliarty for not obeying orders.  i was confused, had no clue that bothered him and really was just joking aorund then,  he was upset i’d think of him that way,  bitch please.  plus dude your sensitive side is showing again, omg you DO care what i think about you.  (i’m not salty at all right now)  the whole thing was just bizarro and reminded me of tyler.  I was super ready to be like yo lets just go home, fuck this night.  i even toldd him i wasn’t feeling celebrated, he thought that was hilarious.  somehow we are able to laugh again, i guess b/c he decided he was over it, was able to make me feel bad enough (still fucked up, super glad  we are over now, tired of emotionally stunted men like him), then i decided to just move the fuck on too.

we go to cobra, on the way there he is nice to me again, puts his arm around me, etc.  all in all we have a good time, play lots of games, drink a bit, my weed gummy kicks in, we are flirty, he does talk to one girl at the bar but idk if it was just small talk or him flirting, but she wasn’t interested either way.  he knows when it is 11 on the dot.  he gets an uber and we go home.  he talks to the uber driver about tenis and i join in the convo when appropriate (instead of how it feels sometime when i feel left out of the convo and just get silent).  

when we are walking up to the door he stops me to kiss me, its passionate and sexual charged and oh so nice.  we get inside and i ask if he wants to smoke, i go grab the stuff while he does his thing.  he says he doesn’t want to amoke anymore really but always will with me.  we smoke a bit, hang out a bit, then go inside and get ready for bed.  i go join him as soon as i’m ready, i can’t tell if he was expecting it or not.  i lay against him with my head on him, getting nice and snuggly, he puts his arm around me.  i brush my hand all around him and he is enjoying it, softly moaning.  i give him some kisses and he is into it, so i work my way to sitting on top of him and kissing him.  we grind and kiss for a nice long time.  we are both getting super into it, until he finally takes off our pants.  then we have sex,  its really nice, intimate, sexy, great.  i still don’t cum, idk i just have that block with him for whatever reason, but i get mentally close several times, but my body is still like ‘mmmm, nah’.  it was really good either way,  we cuddle up a bit after, he falls right asleep, and as i get deeper into falling asleep i finally sleep on my own side.

no intimacy in the morning, like zero,  i mean he throws a toilet paper tube at me and thats it.  but his balls are also in pain, hes tired and hung over.  its 7am or ealier, so that could be part of it, or he could be feeling like he had too much closeness and hes panicing.  i made him give me a hug but he wasn’t against it, but he was in pain so it wasn’t super intimate either.  

it was kind of nice to be taken out on a date, but it ws also jsut a reminder that i’ll never get what i want from him.  still feel like i might hook up with him again.

but dude he is exhausting.

oh yea he thinks he was entities in him, that are him.  thinks it has something to do with his NDE.  they are like angels but not, b/c they ar him.  said if he talked to someone about it then they might think he had multiple personality disorder or something.  said one of them is bad, and when he talks about it it tells him not to talk about it.  this bad one is the reason for his anxiety.  i wish he would talk abut it more im fascinated.  reminded me of part of the MU podcast i was listening to recently, i have to look into that guy more and share it with him.

[2cool4heartbreak]

- thursday november 16, 2017 -

so last time i checked in gaelen and ellen were on their way to cuse. heres a lil recap:

friday nov 10th:

they arrived kinda late around 5 or 6 pm. We hung around for a little, chatting and stuff and decided it was a good idea to go to the liquor store. ellen drove us to the liquor store and we entered the store and were offered a free shot of tequila. We bought that tequila they gave us a shot of even though it was ASS and headed back towards my dorm room. we out music on a began getting for the night. the plan was bar, then afters at some frat party. We realized gaelen didn't have a second form of ID to get into the bar we thought the best thing to forge would be a social security card, lol. spent sometime photoshopping that and then headed to sami’s to pre game. while at sami’s max snapchatted me, saying his frat was open and lit. we decided to head there ASAP and would not need the ID’s or the social security card lol. headed to the party and danced for about 40 minutes until they shut it down. claimed they had been partying for like 5 hours... sad i didn't get the invite earlier lol. so we headed to where Mia and Violet were. when we got there i slipped on black ice but got right back up and paid five dollars to get into this average ass party. while in there we found violet and mia we all danced and were hunted by boys. sami ellen and i gave this guy these huge ass hickies on his neck, and i peed in the attic twice. i found ellen and sami outside and they were giggling life away and it was v cute. we decided to peace and head to my dorm. we all got into our PJ’s. Ellen had weed so she suggested we smoke. we didn't have anything but a one hitter to some but somehow in under a minute ellen found a toilet paper holder to smoke out of.. lol typical. So were smoking and stuff and we get a knock on the door. its DPS and my RA. in the 30 seconds it took me to open the door the girls had all scattered all to different beds. Josh said he smelled marijuana coming from this room. i said it wasn't us and he asked why the window was open. i said it was because of all the girls in there it got hot. he said he was sorry to bother and left. we all sat there shocked we just got away with that. 

sat nov 11th:

this was a day FULL of shit shows. lynzzee came in in the morning and saw gaelen using her blanket and also smelled the room. we all pretended to be asleep. we got ready for tailgate and hit up the liquor store. then went and had breakfast up on the mount and headed to semi’s to start pregaming for game day. we pre-gammed a long long time and headed to ZBT when we got there it didn't last longer than 30 minutes and we go kicked out bc it was over. so we headed to sig chi. heart eyes. it was my first time there but it was worth the wait. the guys are sexy and the layout of the house is wonderful. feels very movie like. nick o’conner and i ran into one another and talked it up for such a long time. party began to whine down and sami and ellen had found boys. so gaelen convinced me to leave with her and marty’s friends... lame idea they weren't fun. one girl talked about wanting to get her nose pierced the whole time and didn't end up doing it bc she lame af. so finally my drunk jealous self met up with sami and ellen and their boys.. i was all pissy bc they had boys and i had to hang out with marty and gaelen and no boy. so when we met up at ernie davis i rannn in. sami have to guest swipe me in. ellen walked in and we got in a 3 second fight and got over it. it probably helped that i ate tbh. so we took an uber with these boys to their hotel room. when we got there all was fun and games until gaelen started hooking up with ellens boy in front of all of us. this kid had acid so they cut us up small little pieces and we all took it. besides gaelen and the boy she was with. who btw had an eyebrow piercing. we took the acid chilled outside for awhile and decided we need weed. so we all get in this taxi headed to another hotel and gaelen and eyebrow guy join us and ellen starts running away and making this big ass deal. we finally all got into the car and galen was so drunk and had 0 common sense and ellen kept chirping. we finally got to the hotel and shit started to go down. when the guy ellen was suppose to be with asked for his jacket back she threw it on the floor in the opposite way he was standing and stormed off. ellen and talent started fighting and gaelen is bawlin gg her eyes out telling ellen she had no idea and that she doesnt know what she did wrong. we get our attention called by the hotel staff to keep it down and i decide we need to leave. bc we had been in that hotel for about an hour and no way those guys were still looking for weed they high key ditched us. we get to the mount and my acid starts to kick in. it makes me get hella laughing gas, and gaelen won't stop crying. we get up to sami’s room and the shit won't stop. ellen is being insane and won't just swollow her pride and gaelen  wont stop crying and calling people to tell them.this goes on for 3 hours i finally tell ellen she's acting like carly and it triggers her. she runs away and goes missing for ten minutes finally and calls me bawling. when i meet her outside she gets very dark. says she really thinks carly fucked her up, says she never wants to talk about parental issue, how shes scared for me bc of carly, how she read a journal entry about how carly is in love with christian. poor sami was in the car with drunk ass gaelen who kept calling her ellen. so i had to end ellens episode and go to the car. so i drove us back to my dorm after a good 4 hours of fighting. we got into my room and ellen and gaelen kept fighting and nikki came in and asked us to please keep it down. so i told ellen we were going into the car to smoke and gaelen would end up falling asleep. smoked in ellens car and got deep again. i apologized to even about interupting and she told me i didnt need to apologize for doing that bc thats something carly gets mad at it made me cry. because she's so right. the only reason i ever interupt is because i am so engaged in convo i get excited and think of something i need to tell also. we went to bed and that was the end of that insane day. 

sunday nov 12th:

so ellen and gaelen left and i went back to my room, cleaned the monstrosity up and laid down to take a nap. i was woken up by lynzzee coming into the room and slamming things open and close and organizing things. after about 20 minutes she had not closed the door so i asked her if she could close the door. she proceeded to say, “no. i need to air out the disgusting smell you left in here” in the bitchest tone ever. so i just turned around. another 20 minutes go by and she starts playing her tv show out loud. which she stated was against the rules. so i stood up and decided i would make peace. so i took 1.50 in quarters and handed it to her and apologized for dumbass problematic gaelen using her blanket. she gave me the quarters back and told me to keep them because i was moving out anyways. so i told her she needed to put headphones in because that was one of the “rules” she implemented. she told me she wouldn't and that i needed to shower. she started to get SO hostile and i told her i was closing the door. and she kept opening it. she began calling me a slut and trans and told me i needed to shower and that the room smelt disgusting and that smell and that i am insane. she just kept repeating this. so i told her i was gonna go get our RA. i knocked on his door but he wasn't there. so i came back in and told her when he returned he would quickly come into her. she goes yeah let him come in here and small the marijuana cocian room of a mess you left. i just laughed at her. so i wanted to get under her skin and break one of the rules too. so i started face timing ellen. and i turned the camera to face her and told ellen to listen to how crazy she is. she proceeded to call me a slut and trashy bitch before leaving the room and not to return for 5 nights. she emailed our RA saying i was sarcastically talking about her over ft which is not true. i was just saying exactly what she had done and i was laughing about it because she is crazy lol. it was all hysterical i did not break once. she told me i was moving out and i was like, you can't kick me out. this is my room also if you don't want me in here you'll have to leave because i am staying. and she did :P haven't seen her in 5 days and now I'm on the way HOME!!!!!! 10 days home <3 and I'm sure some shits gonna go down so ill be back here to chat.