#Mae Brussell

[kramlabs]

[immaculatasknight]

Leading the way

[moonstruckme]

hey mae! it’s been awhile since i’ve sent an ask but im always reading your work girl! i love how you write tbh. if you’re up to it do you think you could write something with poly marauders, where the reader has trouble eating and making themself eat due to poor appetite. my appetite really does come and go and ever since covid (maybe before) it’s like eating makes me feel revolted. sometimes i just don’t feel like eating bc of other things like depression, adhd, anxiety. i was just wondering if you could write something with the boys helping out the reader with finding out what sounds good, cooking, and eating if possible. sometimes having someone around to talk to and hang out with makes it so much easier to deal -🌶️

Hey Pepper, thank you sm! And thanks for being patient with me <3

cw: lack of appetite, mention of skipping meals

poly!marauders x gn!reader ♡ 1.1k words

The sun’s going down, the last dregs of its light spilling brilliant and golden over the book in your lap, and you can feel your boyfriends starting to get restless. Well, two of them. 

“If we’re missing half the ingredients,” Sirius says, trailing James into the kitchen, “it’s not going to be any good.” 

James only tsks. “Ye of little faith. That’s what improvisation is for.” He starts pulling things down from the cabinet. 

“You’re not even going to glance at the recipe?” 

“I don’t need to. I know the general vibe.” 

“Help!” Sirius calls towards the living room. “He’s gone off the rails. Remus, come fix it.” 

Remus turns around to look over the back of the sofa, his shoulder brushing yours as he does. He’s sitting right up against you despite the couch being empty, not that you mind. Remus is sort of like a cat that wants to be near you but not always to be pet. His touches are often like this, passive gestures like a hand on your head or his thigh pressed against yours. It works for you just fine; you can feel the affection bleeding into you from any point of contact. 

“Don’t you think we should just eat out?” Sirius asks, tilting his head and doing that thing with his eyes that you all pretend doesn’t work on you. 

Impressively, Remus keeps his face impassive. “I’m having leftover brussels sprouts,” he replies, “so it’s not really my concern. Anyway, James has a good history with not following recipes.” 

“Exactly,” James says, grinning at Sirius, who scowls. But then he fixes his gaze on Remus. “So why are you having that, Rem? Have what I’m making.” 

“Because they’re going to go bad, and I’m not hungry enough for a big meal.” The last part is said somewhat quieter, directed towards the living room as he turns back around and picks up his own book. 

Out of the corner of your eye, you can see James frown, but he glances at Sirius and they seem to collectively decide not to push it. Remus’ appetite isn’t much better than yours. He has his better days, but it’s not uncommon for him not to feel up to what your other boyfriends would consider a whole meal or to eat only chocolate until Sirius hounds him into something more substantial. 

James looks to you hopefully. “You’ll have some, won’t you sweetheart?” 

You wince, hating to let him down, and from the look on James’ face he clocks the guilt in your expression before even you get a chance to say, “I don’t think I’m really up to it tonight, either.” 

James deflates, but he’s clearly trying to put on a brave face. “That’s alright. I think I’ll just save it for another night, then.” 

“I’m sorry,” you say, setting your book facedown on the armrest and turning around to face him more fully. “You could still make it and just put leftovers in the freezer. Maybe I’ll have some tomorrow.” You wince again as soon as you say it. No promises, though.

The smile James gives you is comforting if not totally satisfied. “It’s okay. I’ll just make it another time, it’s not a problem.” 

You return his smile, close-lipped. Sirius is looking at you with narrowed eyes, arms crossed like he’s sizing you up. 

“What are you going to eat?” he asks. 

“Hm?” 

“What are you going to have instead?” You hesitate, and he tilts his head knowingly, a piece of hair slipping from behind his ear to drape over his shoulder. “You need to have something, especially since you didn’t have lunch.” 

From the kitchen, James looks at you. “You didn’t?” 

“I just…don’t feel like it.” It’s a feeble argument even to your own ears, and the look Sirius gives you says that he thinks so, too. 

“You can’t miss two meals,” he says obstinately. “Even Remus is having some brussels sprouts.”

You look to Remus to be offended at the even Remus comment, but he only shrugs. You’re on your own. 

“What sounds good?” he asks you. 

You try not to pout. “Nothing. Everything sounds gross.” 

“C’mon, baby.” Sirius leans against the countertop. “It doesn’t have to be strictly dinner food, yeah? Just anything that sounds like you’d be willing to eat it.” 

You think for a minute. Remus touches the back of his hand to your leg, knuckles soothing over the skin beside your knee. 

“I guess…ice cream sounds okay,” you say hesitantly. “But I know that’s not exactly nutritious…” 

“Would a milkshake be close enough?” James pipes up. 

You shrug. “I guess.” 

He grins. “I can do that for you, lovie. Just gimme a sec.” 

James is a loud cook. You go back to your book while cabinet doors slam and the blender whirs and there's a muffled “oh, shit” as something is undoubtedly dropped on the floor, but a minute later he’s bringing you a glass of something thick and chocolate-y looking. You smile at the added garnish of mint and a straw, reaching for it. 

“Thanks, Jamie.” 

He winks. “Anytime.” 

Remus is the only one courteous enough not to obviously watch while you take a sip, and you feel your eyebrows raise as you look up at James. 

“This is really good,” you say. He practically glows at the praise. “I didn’t even know we had chocolate ice cream.” 

Sirius barks a laugh, and James’ smile widens. 

“What?” you ask. 

“We don’t,” he admits. “Will it ruin your appetite if I tell you it’s not actually ice cream?” 

You shake your head, sucking at the straw. “I’m already drinking it, so.” 

James beams. He really is looking very proud of himself. “It’s a protein shake. A pretty balanced meal, actually.” 

“Oh, nice.” You grin at him, taking another hearty slurp mostly because you know it’ll please him. “It’s perfect, thank you.” 

“Gotta keep our sweetheart fed,” he says, bending down for a kiss. Sirius and Remus’ hums of approval nearly harmonize, and you and James share an elated look while they both do their best to pretend like it didn’t happen. 

“Can I try?” Remus asks, and you tilt the cup towards him in invitation. 

He wraps his lips around your straw, sipping hesitantly. He looks mildly impressed. 

“Could you make me one of those too?” 

From the look on James’ face, he’d be delighted to. “Course, love.” He plants a smacker on Remus’ cheek and nearly knocks Sirius over as he beelines for the kitchen. 

“This is just excellent,” Sirius gripes, but you see the satisfaction in his expression. “Now that you two have blown up his ego, I’ll have to eat something he makes too.” 

“Correct,” James says brightly. “And you should be so lucky.” 

[blaine-winters]

( zendaya coleman, cis woman, she/her ) — is that BLAINE WINTERS stepping out of the l-train? rumor has it they’ve lived in the windy city for 7 YEARS and currently lives in LAKEVIEW. the 28 year old works as a/an TATTOO ARTIST and originally hails from CHARLESTON, SOUTH CAROLINA. SHE has been given the reputation of being SELF-GOVERNING and COLD around town, but friends say they’re more ARTISTIC and PROTECTIVE. either way, i think they’re really fitting in here! — @chicagoextras

CHARACTER INFORMATION:

full name: blaine mae winters

nickname(s): blainey

pronouns & gender: she/her. cis woman

sexuality: homosexual

age: twenty-eight

relationship status: single

birth date: april 25, 1996

birth place: charleston, south carolina

time in town: seven years since 2017

occupation: tattoo artist

parents: rafael & briana winters

siblings: none

personality: witty, impulsive, personable, blunt

pet: corgi named skye

APPEARANCE:

celebrity doppelgänger: zendaya

height: 5'10"

hair color: brown

eye color: brown

FAVORITES:

color: maroon

non-alcoholic beverage: polar tangerine seltzer

alcoholic beverage: cabernet sauvignon 

season: winter

candle scent: midnight sky

book: to kill a mockingbird by harper lee

video game: n/a

tv show: real housewives of atlanta

animated tv show: n/a

movie: girls trip

holiday movie: a christmas story

disney movie: cincerella

pixar movie: finding nemo

disney original movie: n/a

candy: sweedish fish

chocolate candy: whoppers

Fruit: honey crisp apple

Vegetable: brussel sprouts

cuisine to eat: anything seafood

cuisine to make: omelette

genre of music: pop

artist: taylor dayne

song: tell it to my heart by taylor dayne

BIOGRAPHY:

Blaine was raised by two parents who were incredibly smart. They both were in the medical field and for some reason, Blaine felt like she didn’t want to be there. She didn’t feel the passion for medicine the way her parents did. She did have a passion though and that was art. She was constantly drawing and making up stories in her journal. When her parents found this out, they pushed her to do the best she could. When you're adopted by two people who loved you like you were their own, it was crazy to believe that you still couldn't disappoint them.

At first, Blaine thought that her parents were going to tell her that she needed to give up her silly dream and go for something more practical but it was quite the opposite for her. Her parents were supportive of her and wanted the best of her. She went off to art school and when she graduated, she decided she wanted to do something more permanent. She then decided to become a tattoo artist so while she did that, she was a barista in South Carolina.

After soaking up everything she could, she decided that she needed something new. She was posting on Instagram but then a shop in Chicago wanted her and she realized that the clientele was going to be so much better there so she packed up her bags, of course with her parents blessing & help. She moved to Chicago and she didn’t realize what she was missing out on in life and then she met Eden who became her muse. 

Even though Eden could never make up her mind about what she wanted them to be, Blaine has been loyal. She has been going strong with the other one for the last couple years since she met them and of course Blaine had met other women who she thought she could be with, but for some reason Eden was always in the back of her mind. Blaine knew that Eden was the one for her and she was hoping that the other would notice before it was too late. 

[rebeleden]

Mae Brussell: Jonestown Was a CIA Mind Control Experiment (12-01-1978) P...

[jcdedmemories]

Welcome to New York {LILIANA NUNEZ} !! They are a {55} year old {CIS WOMAN} who uses {SHE/HER} pronouns. They’re a {THERAPIST} who has been in town for {15 YEARS} living in {MANHATTAN}. When looking at {LILIANA} you automatically think of {BLACK SKIRTS/DRESSES, PIPING HOT TEA, NICE JEWELRY} but that probably makes sense since they also remind you of {GINA TORRES}. You can always hear {TELL IT TO MY HEART} by {TAYLOR DAYNE} coming from their place. Who knows what kind of trouble they’re going to get themselves into.

CHARACTER INFORMATION:

full name: liliana mae nuñez

nickname(s): lil, lili, lili mae

pronouns & gender: she/her. cis woman

sexuality: bisexual

age: fifty-five

relationship status: it’s complicated but single

birth date: april 25, 1969

birth place: portland, maine

time in town: fifteen years since 2009

occupation: therapist @ haggar-fox shelter

parents: rafael & briana nuñez

siblings: none

personality: witty, impulsive, personable, blunt

pet: pomeranian named skye

APPEARANCE:

celebrity doppelgänger: gina torres

height: 5'10"

hair color: brown

eye color: brown

FAVORITES:

color: maroon

non-alcoholic beverage: polar tangerine seltzer

alcoholic beverage: cabernet sauvignon 

season: winter

candle scent: midnight sky

book: to kill a mockingbird by harper lee

video game: n/a

tv show: real housewives of atlanta

animated tv show: n/a

movie: girls trip

holiday movie: a christmas story

disney movie: cincerella

pixar movie: finding nemo

disney original movie: n/a

candy: sweedish fish

chocolate candy: whoppers

Fruit: honey crisp apple

Vegetable: brussel sprouts

cuisine to eat: anything seafood

cuisine to make: omelette

genre of music: pop

artist: taylor dayne

song: tell it to my heart by taylor dayne

BIOGRAPHY:

Liliana was blessed in the fact that she never had to worry about not having enough food on her table. Being the only child to Rafael and Briana Nunez, they decided to treasure every moment that they had with their child. Liliana was a smart kid and it was no question that she was going to grow up and be something special. While her parents worked more blue collared jobs, they knew that she was going to go farther than they were ever able to. 

It was no surprise to them that she graduated high school at the top of her class and she was off to the university of Maine. They had a great psychology program and was so excited to pursue her dream of helping other people. While she wanted to help others, she knew that they couldn’t get help unless they helped themselves and heard the truth and that’s something that Liliana was never shy to provide, the truth. 

She completed her college degree and headed to Miami where she worked for a friend from college who had her own practice and she loved working with her best friend. The two worked well with one another, well that was until they fell in love with one another. She knew that it was dangerous to fall for the person that you worked with so Liliana decided to leave the practice and go work for one of the mental facilities that there were. They were great until her best friend and now partner had decided to leave Miami. Liliana felt like she was building a life for herself and she didn’t want to leave so the two broke up. 

Working in Miami for another few years, Liliana was getting bored with life and that’s when she went to Los Angeles to try something new. She was there for a few weeks before walking into their ex and the two of them picked up right where they left off and she was surprised at just how easy it was. The two resumed their relationship and even were engaged. Something big happened to her fiancee and they had to leave LA and return to Maine, leaving Liliana stranded once again. 

Everything reminded Liliana of their ex and she decided that she needed to do what was best for herself. So she packed up her things and headed for New York. She was excited for her new adventure and she decided to work for someone once again, but it always felt like there was something missing. She was great with her patients, but she felt like there was something more she could be doing. While Liliana was known to be blunt with people, it was something that they appreciated. She figured some people needed to hear the truth and she wanted to deliver it in an appropriate way. 

With the rise of LGBTQ+ individuals needing more and more assistance mentally, so she found the Haggar-Fox Shelter and since they were just opening up she decided that this was the best place for her. She was excited to be a part of something that cared about such vulnerable individuals and while she still helps others that aren’t LGBTQ+, she puts a lot of focus on the individuals that come and go from the shelter. 

[brookstonalmanac]

Events 3.22 (after 1950)

1955 – A United States Navy Douglas R6D-1 Liftmaster crashes into Hawaii's Waiʻanae Range, killing 66. 1960 – Arthur Leonard Schawlow and Charles Hard Townes receive the first patent for a laser. 1963 – The Beatles release their debut album Please Please Me. 1970 – Chicano residents in San Diego, California occupy a site under the Coronado Bridge, leading to the creation of Chicano Park. 1972 – The United States Congress sends the Equal Rights Amendment to the states for ratification. 1972 – In Eisenstadt v. Baird, the United States Supreme Court decides that unmarried persons have the right to possess contraceptives. 1975 – A fire at the Browns Ferry Nuclear Power Plant in Decatur, Alabama, causes a dangerous reduction in cooling water levels. 1978 – Karl Wallenda of The Flying Wallendas dies after falling off a tight-rope suspended between two hotels in San Juan, Puerto Rico. 1982 – NASA's Space Shuttle Columbia is launched from the Kennedy Space Center on its third mission, STS-3. 1988 – The United States Congress votes to override President Ronald Reagan's veto of the Civil Rights Restoration Act of 1987. 1992 – USAir Flight 405 crashes shortly after takeoff from New York City's LaGuardia Airport, leading to a number of studies into the effect that ice has on aircraft. 1992 – Fall of communism in Albania: The Democratic Party of Albania wins a decisive majority in the parliamentary election. 1993 – The Intel Corporation ships the first Pentium chips (80586), featuring a 60 MHz clock speed, 100+ MIPS, and a 64 bit data path. 1995 – Cosmonaut Valeri Polyakov returns to earth after setting a record of 438 days in space. 1996 – NASA's Space Shuttle Atlantis is launched on its 16th mission, STS-76. 1997 – Tara Lipinski, aged 14 years and nine months, becomes the youngest women's World Figure Skating Champion. 1997 – Comet Hale–Bopp reaches its closest approach to Earth at 1.315 AU.[34] 2004 – Ahmed Yassin, co-founder and leader of the Palestinian Sunni Islamist group Hamas, two bodyguards, and nine civilian bystanders are killed in the Gaza Strip when hit by Israeli Air Force Hellfire missiles. 2006 – Three Christian Peacemaker Team (CPT) hostages are freed by British forces in Baghdad after 118 days of captivity and the murder of their colleague from the U.S., Tom Fox. 2013 – At least 37 people are killed and 200 are injured after a fire destroys a camp containing Burmese refugees near Ban Mae, Thailand. 2016 – Three suicide bombers kill 32 people and injure 316 in the 2016 Brussels bombings at the airport and at the Maelbeek/Maalbeek metro station. 2017 – A terrorist attack in London near the Houses of Parliament leaves four people dead and at least 20 injured. 2017 – Syrian civil war: Five hundred members of the Syrian Democratic Forces (SDF) are airlifted south of the Euphrates by United States Air Force helicopters, beginning the Battle of Tabqa. 2019 – The Special Counsel investigation on the 2016 United States presidential election concludes when Robert Mueller submits his report to the United States Attorney General. 2019 – Two buses crashed in Kitampo, a town north of Ghana's capital Accra, killing at least 50 people. 2020 – Indian Prime Minister Narendra Modi announces the country's largest ever self-imposed curfew, in an effort to fight the spread of COVID-19. 2020 – Greek Prime Minister Kyriakos Mitsotakis announces a national lockdown and the country's first ever self-imposed curfew, in an effort to fight the spread of COVID-19. 2021 – Ten people are killed in a mass shooting in Boulder, Colorado.

[zon-power-god-man-blog]

Mae Brussell: The Gemstone File (12-25-1977)

[rielpolitik]

REBEL YELL: 'Noams & Sprouts', Mae Brussell Vs. Solomon & Parry (Flashback)

Source – constantinereport.com “…There are two camps on the left – Noams (the controlled left) and Sprouts (independent researchers)…Divide and conquer is the rule, whether inside the prisons or at charitable meetings. Anywhere people get together they are infiltrated. The ratio of agents and informants has been about one provoceteur to five members of any given group. There has been a…

[dutch-and-flemish-painters]

Godfried Maes (baptised on 15 August 1649 Antwerp – 30 May 1700, Antwerp) was a Flemish painter, draughtsman and designer of tapestries. He was active as a painter of altarpieces and allegorical scenes. He was a prolific draughtsman who made designs for tapestry workshops, publishers and house decorations. His patrons included leading personalities in the Southern Netherlands.

Godfried Maes was born in Antwerp where he trained with his father and the history painter Pieter van Lint. He became a master in the Antwerp Guild of Saint Luke in 1672 and married Josina Baeckelandt in 1675. The couple did not have any children. He became dean of the Guild in 1682.

Godfried Maes was active in Antwerp in the period 1664-1700. His work was very well received throughout the Southern Netherlands. He completed commissions for churches and private clients in Antwerp, Brussels and Liège. He worked for Eugen Alexander Franz, 1st Prince of Thurn and Taxis in Brussels for whom he realized ceiling decorations with allegorical scenes glorifying the family of Thurn and Taxis. Between 1697 and 1700, he worked for Maximilian II Emanuel, Elector of Bavaria, at the time the Governor of the Southern Netherlands, on the decoration of the ceiling of his residence, the Palace of Coudenberg, in Brussels. The design represented the figures of Peace and Freedom accompanied by the muses Calliope and Clio.

He was the teacher of Willem Ignatius Kerricx, Matheus Neckens, Anthonie du Pré, Dominicus Smout, Jacob Sucquet and Gerard Thomas.

He died in Antwerp on 30 May 1700 as is testified by the inscription on his grave in the St James Church in Antwerp.

Godfried Maes, 1649-1700

Illustrations to the Metamorphoses of Ovid, Apollo seducing Leucothoe, ca.1664/1700, black chalk, pen and brown and grey ink, brown and grey wash, brown ink framing lines, some with watermarks, 18x24 cm

Private Collection (Christie’s)

[the-enby-with-the-fox-ears]

Took a break from coloring my next request to work on this instead because i got bored. I just noticed I used the wrong watermark too…. oof…

[hwayo]

I’m seeing keshi again on monday :’)

[be-with-me-so-happily]

Summary: Y/N (stylist!yn) applies to be a styling intern for the One Direction crew during the Where We Are tour. As she gets better at her job and closer to the band and crew (especially Harry Styles), some of her dreams seem to be coming true, but so are some of her fears.

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CHAPTER 29 -

I COME ALIVE WHEN I HEAR YOUR VOICE

A/N: Fun! I'm having fun writing these chapters! I hope you're having fun reading them!? Thanks to @behindmygreyeyes for letting me talk out my ideas and get some perspective for this chapter. And as always, Mae @watermelonsugacry for putting up with every single question I ask.

>> Warnings: Some language, a little angsty (I think?)

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June 13th, 2015 - Concert Day

Since your little emotional breakdown a week ago in Cardiff, you've been trying to avoid any run-ins with Harry. It's too difficult to see him with Candice. You want to keep away so you can keep yourself together.

You get to the Brussels show venue early, as you usually do, to get things done quickly. You put out a plain black t-shirt and black jeans for Harry, disappointed that he's not taking many style risks anymore. Niall will get a white long sleeve shirt and denim jeans. You make a mental note to encourage him, again, to venture out.

You make your way down to catering, hoping to grab a quick smoothie, and then keep yourself busy the rest of the time.

"Oi! Y/N!" Louis shouts from behind you, as you walk down the hallway.

You swivel around.

"I've been looking for ya!" He says, bounding up to you.

"What's up? You're so… bouncy…"

"I'm pumped up right now!" He grins.

"Why's that?"

"It's the first time we are performing 'No Control' live!" Louis exclaims.

"No way!" Your mouth drops open.

"You've gotta come watch!"

You suddenly tense up.

Louis grabs your shoulders. "It would mean a lot to me, but you don't have to, love."

Your heart flutters knowing that you want to support Louis, even if you don't want to see Harry.

[But he will be moving around on stage, it won't be too bad]

"I'll be there Tommo. I won't miss it." You smile.

"You're the best, babe!"

"I know." You giggle. "I'll see you out there."

You turn back around and make your way to catering again, needing that smoothie now even more.

[Definitely not a coffee, your nerves are now on full alert as it is]

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<< HARRY'S POV >>

He hasn't stopped thinking and worrying about you since that last show in Cardiff. Niall told him it's not his job anymore, and he is probably right, but even as just a friend, he wants to make sure you're okay.

Only… he doesn't think he can be your friend. Not just your friend. He wants to uncomplicate those feelings, even by a small amount.

Harry woke up early and ran down to grab some coffees while Candice still slept. His mind was racing, and he just wanted this morning to move by quickly.

He arrives back at the room to see Candice sitting up in the bed.

"There you are." She smiles.

"Sorry, went to get drinks." He states, handing her one of the coffee cups.

He sits on the edge of the bed and takes a sip of his black coffee, staring at it as he holds it in his hands.

"Candice…"

"Yep."

"I…" he sighs. "I'm so sorry. I… umm… I have to end this."

She chokes a little on her coffee and scoots next to him on the bed.

"What?"

He closes his eyes and shakes his head. "I need to end it. It's not fair to yo-"

"Not fair? Not…" She scoffs. "It's Y/N."

"Huh?" He asks, lifting his head up in her direction.

"It's Y/N, right? You have feelings for her." She states.

Harry sighs for the third time. He opens his mouth but words can't come out, so he just looks her in the eye with an apologetic expression.

"I can see it, Harry. Every time you're around her." She sighs and shakes her head. "I was wrong to think I could change that."

"I'm sorry Candice. I did like what we ha-"

"But you wasted my time, Harry!" She shouts, a few tears forming in her eyes.

"I thought I could get over her, that I would be over her!" He admits.

"Over her?" She growls.

"Shit." He mutters. "Y/N and I dated last year."

"Right." She nods. "So, I was just a rebound. Someone to get over her with? I really didn't stand a chance, did I?"

He groans. "I didn't think-"

"No, you didn't think, at all. You didn't think about how it would hurt me!" She covers her face with her hands. "You shouldn't have dragged me into this."

He runs his hand through his long curly hair and then over his face.

"I feeling fucking terrible." He shakes his head.

She sits there, silent.

"Everything is so fucked up." He adds.

"Yeah, it is. What you did is really fucked up." She inhales deeply and puts her hand on his. "Just don't fuck it up with her, okay?"

His eyes shoot over to hers. "What?"

"You fucked it up with me… but… it was never me you really wanted." She looks down at her coffee. "So… just… don't fuck it up with her. Don't break her heart too."

He winces. "I already did." He whispers.

"Oh." She replies. "Well… if she's worth all this bullshit then fix it."

[Can't really do that, you're with someone else]

"I'm really sorry, Candice. I really am."

"Shockingly, I believe you." She responds.

He gives her a little smile, but she gives him a little frown back with hers.

"But that doesn't mean you're not an asshole for this." She adds.

"Fair enough." He nods.

"Let me get my things. I'll be out of here soon."

~~~~

Harry gets to the venue early, knowing that's what you like to do, being the hard-worker that you are. He doesn't even know what he's doing, or what he wants to say, but he wants to see you.

Walking through the halls, searching for you, he comes up to the dressing room, but stops before getting to the doorway.

"So, what exactly happened with Ryan?" Niall asks, clearing his throat.

[Something happened with Ryan?]

"They broke up." Natalie replies.

[Broke up?]

"Why?"

"Oh, the dickhead didn't want her coming back on tour!" Harry hears her scoff. "He basically almost demanded that she stay."

"What? Asshole." Niall states.

"And he accused her of cheating with Harry."

[What a wanker]

"Woah. That's rough."

"He was always jealous of Harry because Y/N… well… you know…" She states.

"Is she okay?"

"About the breakup? Yeah. She's the one that ended it."

"That's our girl!" Niall chuckles.

"But about Harry? I don't know." She states. "I think she still fucking loves that idiot."

[What? You still love him? Okay, now he has definitely got to find you]

He doesn't wait any longer and walks through the doorway, pretending he didn't hear anything the two of them were just talking about.

"Hey, Nat, where's Y/N?"

She gasps as she turns around from the sudden surprise of him being there.

"What the fuck, Harry?" She shouts.

"For fucks sake, man!" Niall adds.

"M'sorry… but… please?" Harry begs.

She puts her hands on her hips and shrugs. "I don't know. Busy somewhere?"

Harry looks around, as if he'll find you standing right there. He sighs.

"Why are you trying to find her?" Niall asks.

Harry's eyes switch back and forth between their faces. "I just want to talk to her."

"Candice doesn't care that you're roaming the halls looking for Y/N?" Natalie snaps.

"I… no… I broke up with her this morning."

"You broke up with the Victoria's Secret supermodel?" She asks.

"Yes…" He responds.

"Really? Why?"

"We, umm… we just weren't working out."

Natalie folds her arms across her chest and Niall raises his eyebrow at him.

"Mhmm…" Niall states, quizzically.

Harry rolls his eyes and throws his arms up in the air. "For fucks sake. She wasn't Y/N, okay? Is that what you want me to say?"

The two look at each other and chuckle. "Yeah, pretty much." Niall replies, letting out a big laugh.

"Look, Harry, she's hurting enough. Don't stir things up any more than they already are. Please." Natalie asserts. "She deserves to be happy."

He nods. "I know. I want her to be happy."

"Wait…" Natalie says, scooting a little closer to Harry. "You broke up with Candice to be with Y/N?"

Harry furrows his brow. "No. I knew, well I thought, she was still with Ryan. I didn't know they broke up."

Natalie inhales sharply. "Oh, you heard that? Damn. So… you… broke up with Candice figuring you don't even have a chance with Y/N?"

Harry nods and clears his throat. "Yes."

"Damn it, Styles!"

"What?" He asks, eyes widened.

She squints at him. "I was still leaning towards hating you."

~~~~~

As time gets closer to the start of the show, you and Natalie hide out in the common room with a handful of the other crew.

You are fidgeting with the hem of your shirt, staring down as you roll it up, and then down again.

"Honey, we don't have to go out there." Natalie states.

You clear your throat. "I just want to support Louis."

She sighs.

"And we can stand on the other side this time." You add.

"Alright. For Louis." She nods.

"Plus, I can't wait to hear and see it live." You admit.

"It's going to be yummy." She winks at you.

"Not family friendly."

~~~~~

'Diana' is about halfway through when you walk out from backstage. You take a deep breath.

[It will not be like last time. You're on the opposite side. And it's a completely different song anyway]

As soon as 'No Control' starts to play, and Niall starts to sing, the crowd goes crazy with cheers. You join in, but only shortly, as you realize that Harry is walking by on the side where you are standing.

[Why does the universe hate you so much?]

(No Control)

Sweet, where you lay

He spots you, but it's a blank look. Not a smile. Not a frown. Just… blank. Almost like he would be gulping if he weren't singing. Surprise? Nerves?

Just a trace of innocence

on the pillowcase

Something hits him in the stomach, and you can't help but laugh as he bends over and gives a silly expression.

The chorus starts and you turn your attention to Louis. He is on the other side, but you can still see him, and beam with pride as he sings out. This is his song, for sure.

Taste, on my tongue

I don't want to wash away

the night before

Harry runs his hands down his body as Liam songs his verse. You roll your eyes a bit, and notice he took a quick glance at you again. But it feels a bit awkward, because he's not serenading you or anything, he's just… looking…

"I thought Harry would dance around more." Natalie states, leaning in so she doesn't have to about too loud.

"Yeah, you're right. Maybe he doesn't feel good?"

She chuckles. "Or he could just be distracted by the fact that you're here."

"Stop." You glare at her.

"No, I mean, like he wasn't expecting it."

You shrug. "Maybe."

When the second chorus starts, you turn your attention back to the other guys, and throw up your best 'rock on' hand gesture when Niall looks down at you, jamming out on his guitar.

Harry walks over to him right then and points his fingers over him in his Mick Jagger impersonation. It always gets a laugh out of Niall, and you can't help but giggle too.

Right after that, Harry starts walking closer to your spot, but turns back around when he looks at you again.

[You thought this may be upsetting and sad for you, but this is just weird]

Niall nails the bridge and Louis starts the last chorus, giving you a bit of relief that the awkwardness will soon end.

The pedal's down

My eyes are closed

No control

The song ends and Harry's hair falls in his face. As he flips it forward a bit more, he glances over to you one last time through his curly locks.

You can't help but frown, turning to Natalie and motioning for the both of you to head backstage again.

As soon as you are through the curtain, you whip around to face her.

"Is it just me, or was Harry being really weird?" You ask.

"I don't know." She shrugs, looking away from you quickly. "He's weird as it is."

You chuckle.

You both tidy up the dressing room and start packing up. Amelia walks in with a big smile, as she sees you two.

"My angels. My job is so easy with you two here." She walks over to help, and scoots right up next to you as you remove clothing from the racks.

She leans in. "Are you glad Candice is gone?"

"Oh. I didn't know she went home." You reply. "Thought she'd stay longer."

She chuckles. "Right. Well, I'm sure she would have if they didn't break up…"

Your eyes shoot over to her. "What?"

"Oh! You didn't know? Shit." Her gaze snaps over to Natalie, whose mouth stretches out in an uncomfortable and guilty expression.

You glare at her. "No I didn't."

"Well… I'm just… gonna get a snack or something and just not… be here…" Amelia states, immediately walking out of the dressing room.

"What the fuck, Nat?"

"What?" She throws her hands up in defense.

"Why didn't you tell me?" You ask.

"I… I don't know… you've been so upset lately… that's why I didn't say anything, and why I told him to stay back." She admits.

"You what?"

She walks over and puts her hands on your shoulders. "Y/N/N, I'm sorry. I just… I hate seeing you hurting. Especially since I had been pushing you to feel your feelings, and go after what you wan-"

"It's not your fault, Nat!" You interrupt. "And… it was actually nice."

She drops her hands and raises her eyebrow.

"I mean… it was nice to…" you clear your throat. "To feel loved. Even for a moment."

Tears start welling up in both of your eyes.

"Are you going to talk to him?"

Confusion takes over you again. You feel sick and giddy all at the same time. You're not sure if you want to open that door again.

"I don't know." You sigh. "I just… I don't know."

~~~~~

June 19th, 2015 - Concert Day

You have stayed away from Harry again, trying to process all of the confusion that once again seems to be clouding your mind.

Even with the limited styling options, you've kept yourself busy, and today will be no exception. But first thing on the agenda, Lou invited you to get dolled up a bit this morning. She has so much fun doing it and you aren't one to turn down that offer.

With your makeup done and your hair curled, you have a little pep in your step when you get back to the dressing room. You find the Bluetooth speaker Amelia has been using while the three of you work, and you embarrassingly decide to play one the 'Four' album.

[The songs have been stuck in your head lately, so why not let them out?]

(Steal My Girl)

She be my queen

Since we were sixteen

We want the same things

We dream the same dreams

Alright

Alright

You dance around as you hang up the clothes. You stand back and look at Niall's rack.

[One day you'll get him in a printed shirt]

I know, I know

I know for sure

You instinctually pretend you are sliding your fingers along the neck of a bass guitar, just as you saw Harry do that time they performed at Universal Studios.

A huge laugh erupts from behind you and you spin around.

"M'sorry." He covers his mouth with his hand.

Your mouth is halfway open and words seem to be dissolving in your brain.

"That was funny." He states. "No, like, amazing, because… umm… because you copied what I did…" he sighs.

[You have got to stop singing around here]

"Yeah." You try to clear the lump in your throat. "Umm… so… what's up? Do you need help with something?"

His expression drops. "No. I just, umm, wanted to say hi. Haven't seen ya… in a while."

"Yeah. I've been busy lately."

[Lie. Kind of a lie]

"Right. Okay. I'll let you get back to it." He gives the most subtle smile and turns to walk out.

Your heart starts to race and your breathing quickly becomes rapid. You don't want him to leave just yet.

"Harry!"

He spins around fast, eyes wide.

"I found a shirt the other day. And, well, I grabbed it for you. Just as an option. If you wanted to switch it up at all."

You feel as if you just word vomited all over the place, but feel a sense of relief when his smile grows and he walks closer.

"M'kay. Let's see it."

You turn back to the rack and let out the deep breath you didn't realize you had been holding it.

You grab the plain, cream button up shirt with extremely subtle cream texture detail on it.

"It's not wild. More of an in-between option of your previous styles." You shrug.

He beams a wide grin. "Are you bored with the t-shirts?"

"Oh god, yes!" You blurt out, smacking your forehead with your palm. "Sorry."

He chuckles. "S'alright."

"Why did you stop wearing the fun button ups?" You ask.

He starts to blush, but then he frowns and looks to the ground, shrugging.

"Didn't care much anymore."

"But you wore some when I visited South Africa, and for the shows in Cardiff…"

He clears his throat. "Yeah, well." He looks up at you and meets your gaze.

You inhale, sharply but quietly, then look back at the shirt you're holding, before he can see the blushing that wants to appear on your face too.

"Well, this is just an option to throw into the mix."

"I want to wear it." He replies.

"Yeah?"

He nods. "Yeah."

You smile and set it at the front of his rack. You try to reset your face while you're facing away from him, but it's not working. Then, as if your brain switches off, you hear yourself talking about something you shouldn't really care about.

"Hey." You state, still not turning to face him. "I'm sorry to hear about you and Candice."

"What?" His tone changes, and you can tell he isn't smiling anymore, so you turn to face him.

"You two broke up, right?" You wince. "Rumors… ya know?"

"Yeah." He frowns a bit. "It just… wasn't working."

"Oh."

"And, umm, I'm sorry to hear about you and Ryan… ya know, rumors." He smirks.

"It wasn't working either." You shrug.

"He should've been supportive. He shouldn't have tried to make you to stay." He growls. "He's a dickhead."

You chuckle. "To be fair, you never liked him."

"F'course not! What's to like?"

You chuckle again and shake your head. His eyes seem to graze over your head and back to your face.

"Did you visit Lou?" He smirks.

You giggle. "Yeah." You touch your hair a bit. "She's been playing around with it here and there."

"It… it looks really nice."

"Thank you." You mutter. "Yeah… so…"

"So." He replies.

"I should probably…" you point over your shoulder to the clothing racks.

"Right. Yeah." He replies.

You turn around, holding onto the rack and closing your eyes, trying to stabilize your breathing.

"Y/N?"

"Yeah?" You twirl back around to face him.

"Wanna come watch a song?"

You inhale, sharply and quietly again.

"You know, like, dance and sing to a live One Direction song, instead of from a speaker." He smirks.

You glare at him. "Hmm."

He clears his throat. "Please?"

The breath is taken from you again, and you feel that familiar but long absent feeling.

[Butterflies]

"Okay." You smile. "Which one…?"

He points to the speaker. "That one."

~~~~~

Natalie is standing there, in the dressing room, with her hands on her hips.

"I'm so fucking confused. So… you're going to watch a song? Again?"

You shrug. "Yeah?"

"And why?"

"He asked me to." You reply. "Well, he asked if I wanted to."

"And you said yes?"

You nod.

"Why?"

You frown slightly, but stop to think, because you don't actually have a specific answer for her.

"I don't know. I just want to. Feels like it'll be fun this time." You start to feel that inconvenient heat rise in your cheeks, so your drop your gaze downward.

"Okay, cool! If it'll be fun, can I come?" Natalie asks, causing you to snap your head back up.

"I thought that was a given…"

~~~~~

<< HARRY'S POV >>

As the guys are gearing up to go out on stage, Harry feels his phone vibrate in his pocket.

:natalie: are you stirring things up again?

:harry: no, i'm not trying to

:natalie: because she is happy today

:natalie: and i don't want to see her hurt again

:harry: i don't want to either

He sees the typing bubble appear, and then disappear, but then reappear again.

:natalie: which side should we be standing on

He gets the biggest smile on his face, then excitement and energy pump through his body.

:harry: your left, looking at the stage

~~~~~

You and Natalie decide to just head out there for the beginning of the show, since 'Steal My Girl's will be playing right after 'Clouds'.

The crowd is loud and vibrant. You love and have missed the energy, and now you think you can finally enjoy it again.

You watch as Harry moves all around the left side of the stage. You realize what you're doing and look back to the others, watching them have their own fun. Liam is doing his usual dancing and twirling, Niall is rocking out on his guitar, and Louis does his little bounce in place.

The next song is the one you've come to see and you get anxious.

"You good?" Natalie asks.

"Yeah! Great actually." You reply, unintentionally biting your lower lip a bit.

"Okay." She smirks, shaking her head.

She be my queen

Since we were sixteen

We want the same things

We dream the same dreams

Alright

Alright

Harry's bouncing around a little, singing to fans, and seems to recognize someone in the crowd.

When Niall's part comes up, Harry does the move that he had made fun of you for doing earlier.

[Why is it so hot when he does it?]

You try to shake your thoughts off and just enjoy the song as Liam starts the next verse. But your eyes are moving over to Harry again. You can't help it.

While they are singing their last 'na na na' of the chorus, Harry looks down at you and smiles. It sends a rush of goosebumps all over your skin.

She belongs to me

It takes you back to the times he invited you to watch them perform 'Right Now' last year. The same giddiness and butterflies fill your stomach.

You take a deep breath, trying to calm and control yourself.

As Niall sings his next part, you look straight up to Harry, waiting to see if he does his move again.

I know, I know

I know for sure

Sure enough, he licks his finger and pretends to slide his other hand up the neck of a bass guitar. He looks over at you and grins.

[You need to stop getting flustered]

You start to feel warm all over, and suddenly become very aware of how you're reacting, especially because it switches when he starts singing about never letting her down before.

It tightens your chest a little.

The guys start to move down the walkway, so you are able to shake it off and go back to belting out the rest of the song, like Harry had suggested you do.

The song comes to an end, so you and Natalie make your way backstage

You reach the dressing room and Natalie gently grabs your wrist to turn you around.

"So, what's going on, Y/N?" She asks.

"What do you mean?"

"I just want to know where you stand, how you're feeling."

"What the hell are you talking about?" You cross your arms over your body.

"Y/N/N, you were humming the song all the way back here!" She puts her hands on her hips.

"So? I like the song…" you scowl.

"And maybe also like the person who was standing in front of you and singing it?" She raises one eyebrow at you.

"I… well… I mean, yes. You know how I feel." You state. "But it was just… fun!"

"If you say so." She rolls her eyes.

"Why do you care anyway?" You ask, matching her stance with your hands on your hips. "You hate Harry."

She clears her throat. "He fucked up, big time. I hate that he hurt you."

"But…"

"But… You seem happy today, and I love that."

You walk over to your best friend and grab her face. "It was just the song."

[Except it wasn't]

"Okay, honey."

"I think."

She swats your arm and shakes her head.

"You're impossible."

"Trust me." You reply. "I'm annoying myself too."

~~~~~

You hear the fireworks and the cheering that occurs during 'Best Song Ever' and you finish packing up the stuff for the trip to the next show.

Thudding of footsteps can be heard in the hallway and the guys all pop into the room.

"Fuck, I'm knackered, lads." Louis exclaims.

"I do just want to go to bed." Niall agrees.

"Then what are you doing here?" You chuckle.

They both look over at you. "Love, it's ritual now. We come back here after the last show in each place. Since there was only one here, that's tonight." He nods.

"You came to see me? Aww shucks, you don't need to do that!" You joke, dramatically holding one hand on your chest and waving the other towards them bashfully.

"Oh geez. We've lost her, lads. She's gone insane." Niall states.

You all laugh.

Harry follows Liam through the doorway, and he grabs a water bottle before making his way over to you.

"So?" He asks.

"So… what?"

"Feedback?"

"Oh! Yeah! Definitely better live!" You chuckle.

He gives you a wink and those old butterfly friends of yours return.

"Told ya." He smirks. "Kinda like old times right?"

"What?"

"You coming to watch part of the show… me asking what you thought… now all we need is cooki-"

You don't even realize you have a tear until it starts to trickle down your face. You frantically whip around, pretending to cough, and wipe it away.

[Hopefully he didn't see that embarassing display]

He shoves his pants into his jean pockets and let's out a deep sigh. "It's just nice, to be friends again."

"Yeah." You smile. "It is."

His eyes are glued on yours and he scoots closer, causing your entire body to tense up as you can feel his warmth and smell in his aroma. It takes your breath away and you have to remind yourself to let in some air.

[Keep. Your. Composure]

"C'mon lads, time to go! Dad is getting grumpy." Louis shouts, as he points to Liam.

You exhale in a big sigh, and you swear you can just barely hear him growl. He clears his throat and stands up straight.

"Maybe I'll see ya around." He winks.

"Maybe…" You shrug jokingly.

They all walk out and Natalie comes bounding up to you.

"Yeah… okay… it was just the song…" she squints at you.

"Mhmm." You smirk. "Just the song."

~~~~~

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[ gina torres, cis woman, she/her/hers ] — whoa! LILIANA NUNEZ just stole my cab! not cool, but maybe they needed it more. they have lived in the city for 15 YEARS, working as a/an THERAPIST. that can’t be easy, especially at only 55 YEARS OLD. some people say they can be a little bit IMPULSIVE and BLUNT , but i know them to be WITTY and PERSONABLE. whatever. i guess i’ll catch the next cab. hope they like the ride back to MANHATTAN! —

CHARACTER INFORMATION:

full name: liliana mae nuñez

nickname(s): lil, lili, lili mae

pronouns & gender: she/her. cis woman

sexuality: bisexual

age: fifty-five

relationship status: it’s complicated but single

birth date: april 25, 1969

birth place: portland, maine

time in town: fifteen years since 2009

occupation: therapist @ haggar-fox shelter

parents: rafael & briana nuñez

siblings: none

personality: witty, impulsive, personable, blunt

pet: pomeranian named skye

APPEARANCE:

celebrity doppelgänger: gina torres

height: 5'10"

hair color: brown

eye color: brown

FAVORITES:

color: maroon

non-alcoholic beverage: polar tangerine seltzer

alcoholic beverage: cabernet sauvignon 

season: winter

candle scent: midnight sky

book: to kill a mockingbird by harper lee

video game: n/a

tv show: real housewives of atlanta

animated tv show: n/a

movie: girls trip

holiday movie: a christmas story

disney movie: cincerella

pixar movie: finding nemo

disney original movie: n/a

candy: sweedish fish

chocolate candy: whoppers

Fruit: honey crisp apple

Vegetable: brussel sprouts

cuisine to eat: anything seafood

cuisine to make: omelette

genre of music: pop

artist: taylor dayne

song: tell it to my heart by taylor dayne

BIOGRAPHY:

Liliana was blessed in the fact that she never had to worry about not having enough food on her table. Being the only child to Rafael and Briana Nunez, they decided to treasure every moment that they had with their child. Liliana was a smart kid and it was no question that she was going to grow up and be something special. While her parents worked more blue collared jobs, they knew that she was going to go farther than they were ever able to. 

It was no surprise to them that she graduated high school at the top of her class and she was off to the university of Maine. They had a great psychology program and was so excited to pursue her dream of helping other people. While she wanted to help others, she knew that they couldn’t get help unless they helped themselves and heard the truth and that’s something that Liliana was never shy to provide, the truth. 

She completed her college degree and headed to Miami where she worked for a friend from college who had her own practice and she loved working with her best friend. The two worked well with one another, well that was until they fell in love with one another. She knew that it was dangerous to fall for the person that you worked with so Liliana decided to leave the practice and go work for one of the mental facilities that there were. They were great until her best friend and now partner had decided to leave Miami. Liliana felt like she was building a life for herself and she didn’t want to leave so the two broke up. 

Working in Miami for another few years, Liliana was getting bored with life and that’s when she went to Los Angeles to try something new. She was there for a few weeks before walking into their ex and the two of them picked up right where they left off and she was surprised at just how easy it was. The two resumed their relationship and even were engaged. Something big happened to her fiancee and they had to leave LA and return to Maine, leaving Liliana stranded once again. 

Everything reminded Liliana of their ex and she decided that she needed to do what was best for herself. So she packed up her things and headed for New York. She was excited for her new adventure and she decided to work for someone once again, but it always felt like there was something missing. She was great with her patients, but she felt like there was something more she could be doing. While Liliana was known to be blunt with people, it was something that they appreciated. She figured some people needed to hear the truth and she wanted to deliver it in an appropriate way. 

With the rise of LGBTQ+ individuals needing more and more assistance mentally, so she found the Haggar-Fox Shelter and since they were just opening up she decided that this was the best place for her. She was excited to be a part of something that cared about such vulnerable individuals and while she still helps others that aren’t LGBTQ+, she puts a lot of focus on the individuals that come and go from the shelter. 

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SCHMIDT’S WORLD [ jjk ]

↬︎ anime: jujutsu kaisen

↬︎ featuring: geto, choso, gojo, nanami, and toji

↬︎ warning(s): mentions of death

PLOT. college!jjk men as some quotes from Schmidt on New Girl + some for college!reader.

ADVISORY. reader is female and black unless stated otherwise.

college series

[ college!nanami ]

“yeah…we’re totally chill. we’ll just break out THE BACKUP CHINA! 🤬”

when choso asks if he’s ok thanksgiving morning after finding out gojo accidentally broke the original place settings.

“ARE YOU THE CRIMINALS?! FROM THE STATISTICS?!”

when you guys collectively prank him and dress up as robbers in the middle of the night, catching him his chiffon silk boxers and bonnet you gifted him.

“DAMN IT! I can’t find my driving moccasins anywhere!”

just…i can’t explain this.

[ college!choso ]

“can you please not tell anyone i just did that? that feels…embarrassing.”

after you make him laugh so hard he shits himself. literally.

“oh, the parfait? parfait.”

choso discovering parfaits for the first time.

“what are ya doingg?? almost hit you with this brush steel modern lamp.”

when he catches toji bumping bodies with a girl but he thought someone was tryna rob them.

[ college!gojo ]

“someone’s personalized condoms just came in the mail.”

gojo, after the magnum condom broke because he was “too big” so he bought personalized ones instead.

“I DON’T LIKE IT! I DON’T LIKE IT! I DON’T LIKE IT!”

one night at dinner when nanami made brussel sprouts and gojo threw a tantrum.

“A-A WHITE MAN? NO!”

when he’s watching his favorite soap opera and the only ethnic character, gets paired with the white man.

[ college!geto ]

“i will scream sing EVERY LAST WORD TO LES MIS!”

geto threatening you all when his lucky hair tie goes missing [plot twist, he left it in his pocket when he washed laundry and found it later].

“ *angry breathing* YOUTHS!”

when some underage kids tried to break into the shop while he was still there.

“you aren’t the only one that’s hurting here y/n l/n. the economy stinks, bees are dying. movies are pretty much all sequels now.”

when your usual rant buddy [choso] waa busy, so you turned to geto, who made your rant session into his own.

[ college!toji ]

“you think that you can—you can beat me in a physical altercation of fisticuffs?”

drunk!toji beefing with drunk!gojo after a game of uno goes wrong.

“well you know, everyone dies. maybe he’ll die.”

toji when you guys witness a guy choking on his food while out for dinner.

“YOU POUR THAT COFFEE DOWN YOUR THROAT AND I’LL POUR YOUR BLOOD ON THE GROUND! I’LL KNIFE YOU!”

feral!toji in the morning when gojo had the audacity to try and drink the last cup of coffee before toji could get his fill.

[ college!reader ]

“i’m fine.” *starts choking self* “let me die.”

you after your favorite restaurant runs out of your favorite dessert that you really wanted.

“i’ll kill you! i’ll murder you!”

a valid reaction to you finding out that gojo used up all of your curling cream [expensive curling cream] because he wanted to look like you.

“hit me with your car.”

you ask some random stranger one day after you pulled an all nighter for an assignment that wasn’t due until next week.

NOTE I. happy new year’s everyone!! hope 2022 is everything you guys want and more!!

NOTE II. i’ve been dying to do this for the longest 😭

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