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causenessus · 5 months ago

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hi my loveliness!! GOOD MORNING AFTERNOON OR EVENING!! i’m so sorry i’m sending this late my love i had a terrible terrible work shift (7-11 and 1-5:30) IDK WHY MY WORK HATES ME LIKE WHAT ARE THESE SPLIT SHIFTS </3 i hope you’ve eaten and taken care of yourself I MISS YOU SO MUCH LIKE I MISS MISS MISS YOU WHEN I GOT THE NOTIF YOU POSTED I LITERALLY JUMPED AT MY PHONE i miss you so much im so happy to hear from you again and hear that you’re doing well TELL ME ABOUT UR DAY I WANNA HEAR ALL ABT IT!! also ur literally the cutest i wanna bite ur cheek (LOVINGLY) everytime i read ur responses i always go “ness is so cute omg i love her” LIKE SOME THINGS U SAY IM LIKE omg she’s so cute like I DO THE SAME !! everytime i have like something go on i’m like oh my god i need to tell ness this bcuz WORK IS CRAZY!

don’t worry about answering ur asks so late! i’m so so sorry i sent this one late i had such a busy day and i was gonna write one last night but i was so tired </3 IDK WHATS IN THE AIR LATELY BUT IM JUST SOOO TIRED(its work) and you know what’s so very very silly? i was totally gonna like tell my manager that im quitting like yesterday right BUT THEN MY STORE MANAGER QUIT?? so i don’t know i was like ohhhhh….. (i’m not sure if im gonna quit for uni)(i WANT to but im not sure if i should?)(im kind of motivated by you to keep working IDK YET WE’LL SEE) AND DONT WORRY IM HOLDING YOUR HAND ILL FOLLOW !! i will piece together ur jumbled mind so do not worry ur pretty little head and DONT WORRY ABOUT ANSWERING THESE LATE !! REALLY !! u don’t have to worry at all my love

OMG AND I WILL QUIT LIKE I REALLY WANT TO id rather work on cutesy little frames with ness like im literally gonna pack my bags and get a us citizenship and work with you !! also im gonna put in my little work stories here now so prepare for yapping so so so this was on wednesday right (my other 9-5) (idk why they can never give me 4 hour shifts i hate full shifts AHHH) oh my god ness it was the worse shift ever like no seriously i was like ON THE VERGE OF CRYING !! but i did have one sweet lady like come up to me right and she was like “was that ur voice on the intercom?” (i think she knew because i was in the fitting room right and that’s where you answer the phone) and i was like yup! and she’s like you have the sweetest voice ever i hope you know that and IDK IT WAS SO SWEET LIKE i remmeber being so touched because i literally had the worse customer interactions that day like IM NOT SURE WHAT WAS IN THE AIR BUT EVERYONE WAS SO SASSY LIKE it’s back to school season at work so everyone is like …. shopping right? GOD I HATE MEN AT FITTING ROOMS BECAUSE they give me back their clothes all inside out with no hangers and they just leave it on the table… and they’re like “thanks”’and just leave and i literally hate it so so so so much like no it’s the fact that the clothes are INSIDE OUT and just messy and everything that mainly bothers me because like i’m not expecting the clothes back perfectly on the hangers but IM NOT EXPECTING THIS EITHER? and it’s worse when it’s like 10 items and im like oh this is great… this is great… and actually like i HAVE to get the customers to hang up the items like (sorry im just gonna yap and go on a tangent)(this is not proofread) so i can make sure they aren’t stealing right like I HAVE A CAMERA RIGHT ABOVE US but the customers are always like “it’s ur job to do this!!” LIKE YES BUT IM GONNA GET FIRED OR WRITTEN UP IF I DONT ASK YOU TO HANG IT UP LIKE it doesn’t have to be perfect and WHY ARE YOU YELLING AT ME (fortunately it’s not a common thing because most people are respectful enough to hang it up)(but i do sometimes get that customer that’s like erm isn’t that ur job…)(NO MY JOB ISNT TO ASK GROWN PEOPLE TO HANG UP THEIR CLOTHES??? I JUST DONT WANNA GET FIRED) and oh my i had the WORSE CUSTOMER COME UP TO ME AT CASH LIKE they had so so so many items right?? but then when i told them their total they decided they didn’t want half of their items anymore so i had to void them all and like i i remember hearing her be like “she’s so slow”(to her friend) and like “they need faster workers” LIKE IM SORRY I HAVE TO LOOK ON MY LITTLE SCREEN AND FIND YOUR DUMB ITEMS TO VOID THEM LIKE MAYBE !! I DONT KNOW !! DECIDE WHAT YOU WANT AND WHAT YOU DONT WANT BEFORE COMING UP HERE?? and i literally wanted to cry because im like i was already so stressed and having a bad day and HUNGRY so after that customer i was like i’m going to the bathroom but instead i went to our warehouse and ranted to a coworker, NEARLY CRIED and left so yeah to that customer i hope your kids give you a hard time because there was no need for all that drama !! IM JUST A GIRL !!

OH AND I TRIED THE POKE BOWL BUT THERE WAS NO IMITATION CRAB ONE THERE WAS JUST A SALMON ONE and i was really really like hesitant to try it right because i was like hmm raw supermarket fish…and like to be honest it wasn’t THAT BAD like i will admit i didn’t eat a lot of the salmon but i ate everything else! and the raw fish wasn’t so bad when i mixed it with the avocado and everything else, and i was like omg i can’t wait to tell ness i FINALLY TRIED IT!! i really wanna try the imitation crab one so like i can actually finish it but it wasn’t bad!! ill give her a 7/10 and literally it’s only the salmon part like I WAS SCARED and the salmon wasn’t that good either but what can i expect out of a supermarket plus it was only like $8 i think or $11 i actually don’t remember BUT CINNAMON ALMOND BUTTER SOUNDS SO GOOD?? it was so funny because i was literally looking for almond butter but i didn’t find any unfortunately and i totally get the peanut butter thing! i don’t like peanut butter much either but also i don’t eat it that much LOL i think its the texture and like the TASTE IDK im really picky in general im very basic foods or safe foods you know also omg me in your schedule<3333333333333333333333333333333333 IM GONNA CRY (/POS) and IM SO SAD IM ANSWERING THIS LATE STILL LIKE WORK ruinS MY SCHEDULE it just nudges its way in and ruins it like </33 but when i got off work i just got right into writing back because i miss you so very much like I DONT KNOW LIKE YOUVE LITERALLY BECAME THE MOST IMPORTANT PART OF MY DAY NOW SO IM ALWAYS LIKE omg i need to tell ness it’s always a thought that comes to mind now

ALSO IM SO HONOURED YOU WANTED TO REPLY TO ME LIKE STOP <333333333333333 twin flame?? soulmate???? the love of my life??? LIKE STOP i was literally kicking my feet reading that like i read your response last night and im like gigging in my room like a maniac LOVLINESS IS SO YOU !!! like omg call me a genius because i literally was like OHHHHH IM COOKING WITH THIS when i thought of it like i typed out “hi lovely ness!” and i was like hold on… LOVLINESS?? then i went to google and was like let me just make sure im not crazy then i read the definition and i was like yup that’s staying THATSSSS STAYING it’s my own little nickname for you now and forever <3333333333333333333333

ALSO I DO THE SAME THING !! LIKE i switch from tumblr to my notes app to write out my message because i wanna make sure i read and acknowledge and reply to every single thing you say! WE ARE SO CONNECTED BECAUSE THERES NO WAY like someone do a star reading on us(my birthday is in november and i don’t know what rising star means but ill search it up and do it)(like im gonna hire a witch from etsy to do some consultation on us or something)YES OFC ACTUALLY ILL TELL YOU ABOUT MY DAYS OKAY SO wednesday i had work and those terrible customer interactions and i don’t remember what i ate? i think i had OH i had just rice and chicken with broccoli AND I HAD MANGO ICE CREAM LOL I WAS EATING IT and i was like …. is this cannibalism? and it’s so very funny because my family actually doesn’t really like mangos like ITS JUST ME LOL which is okay because it means everything mango is dedicated for ME ITS FOR ME !!! and then at night i played some phasnophobia with my friends because i love ghost hunting at night!! on thursday i didn’t have work but i was organizing and preparing all my uni stuff because i know if i don’t do it early it won’t get done until last minute so i paid my tuition set up my schedule my notion and YEAH!! i also had mac and cheese (AND I THOUGHT OF LOVE NOTES!!!)(I MISS LOVE NOTES SO MUCH) and i also had rice and beef with green pepper!! (i actually don’t like green pepper that much…)(ACTUALLY I LIED) like i like the taste but i don’t like eating it? IDK ITS SO WEIRD I LIKE THE TASTE BUT NOT THE TEXTURE?? but yeah so i had THAT then today!! before work i just had toast and butter and i IM SORRY i haven’t eaten anything yet because i wanna write this out first but i think my mom made bun rieu downstairs so IM SUPER EXCITED TO EAT THAT LATER!!! so my days have been very very boring, back to working and DREADING IT but i always love hearing from you like it’s the best part of my day AND STOP I CONSIDER YOU A GOOD FRIEND TOO LIKE LITERALLY I WAS KICKING MY FEET WHEN YOU SAID THAT BCUZ IM LIKE OMG ME TOO !! AND I DO THE SAME THING AS YOU WHERE LIKE i read then when i feel like i need to add something i YAP YAP YAP then i continue reading the paragraph like WHY ARE WE SO TWIN FLAME SOULMATES?? i just wanna make sure i reply to everything and like i just put in my own little yap thoughts and then suddenly the ask gets longer and longer LOL (also i love sap yap season do not worry) (SAPPY YAPPERS <3) I LOVE YOU NESS UR THE SWEETEST PERSON EVERY LIKE I WILL LITERALLY BITE UR CHEEK IN THE MOST LOVING WAY POSSIBLE!!

THE CHEF THING IS SO WEIRDDDDD LIKE be normal challenge pls !! also working with your mom is so cute but i feel like it’s so weird that the chefs still like STARE AT YOU WHILE YOUR MOM IS THERE?? like do they not find that weird… THATS WEIRD TO ME I DONT KNOW next time they do something weird just say you’ll unleash your mango anon on them and i’ll come out your phone like a pokémon and protect you against them <333333333333333333

YES EXACTLY !! THE MALE MANAGER IN A FEMALE BASED CLOTHING SHOP?? what are you doing here!! no disrespect(actually full disrespect because sometimes he’s mean)like one time he kind of scolded me because i didn’t come in early for my shift to check if the fitting room was clean? like ? YOU WANT ME TO COME IN EARLY TO MAKE SURE THE FITTING ROOM IS CLEAN LIKE WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE i was literally like oh okay. (i never did it) and unfortunately the creepy men is a problem like my other coworker has a very like rare name like its very rare where her instragram username is literally just her name so she was wearing a name tag and some weirdo came up to her and showed her instagram and asked her if this was her and that was CRAZY like the manager was called and my coworker was crying and i felt sooo so so bad :( because that’s such a terrible thing to happen to you so now her name tag just had her nickname on to because it’s so bad like please go back to your families and stop being weird to literal children !! (she’s also 18 so she has the minor sticker on too) and YEAH SAYING PEOPLES NAMES AT WORK IS WEIRD !! like maybe its different for others but for me its just off putting like i personally really really don’t like it because it makes me so uncomfy when they just say my name and i’m like okayyyyy…. im gonna just ….. keep doing my job!!

AND YES!! LITERALLY LIKE i’m very much convinced that the props people just wanted to be on stage and running in and stuff or hiding in the wings because they were kind of slow i can’t lie and it was very mildy infuriating </333 AND DONT WORRY I THINK I UNDERSTAND YOUR DESCRIPTION? like my mind is slowly filling out the image when you said it so hopefully i have the right idea?? ALSO FOUR LEVELS IS CRAZY OH MY GOD and we had a sliding window too for the lights! but like we never really used them and we just had to shut them whenever we were done so people couldn’t like crawl in it guess i don’t know LOL because the big window(?) had like a glass window while the other two were open for the lights and yea(hopefully that makes sense)THE CONDOMS ON THE FLOOR I LITERALLY LIKE SPAT OUT MY DRINK(i didn’t actually but i imagined myself doing it) NO THATS SO FUNNY YOU USING IT AS FINGER GLOVES?? i actually can’t wrap my head around the condom thing LIKE ITS SO UNSERIOUS BUT FOR SOME REASON IT FITS??? like tech is so unserious and such a toxic environment it’s crazy like i remember in high school we were doing a play and one of our leads quit because her boyfriend broke up with her right and he was also on the play so SHE QUIT then her two other friends quit??? and this was literally i think 2 weeks before the show and my director was SOOOOO MAD(rightfully so!) like thankfully it wasn’t huge roles so we had some paying playing two parts which kind of sucked for them because the costume changing plus having to learn all those lines in 2 weeks(yeah it was terrible)AND YES THE AUDITORIUM CHAIRS WE HAD THOSE TOO!! and THE HOTBOX IS SO TRUE BECAUSE ME TOO !!! (soulmates i tell you) like everyone would vape in the little booth like it was so bad that if you looked up you would see the vape juice(?) build up and it was so gross like everytime i walked in i literally got whiplashed by the smell of like watermelon or blue raspberry or SOME FLAVOR OF VAPE I DONT KNOW BUT THE MOLD???? I WOULD CRY no like actually let me tell you at my high school there was A MICE IN THE FOODS CLASSROOM LIKE no that place is not clean ill tell you, im so thankful everyday that i made it pass highschool because that place was definitely not sanitary !!

teaching tech is so so real because like at my high school at least there was a tech theatre class where you did learn how to do stuff THEN you could participate in shows right so tell me why there were people who DIDNT KNOW WHAT THEY WERE DOING??? LIKE WHY AM I TEACHING YOU WHEN YOURE SUPPOSED TO LEARN?? and idk if i’m impatient but i literally get so mad when they don’t get it after i’ve explained it more than once like i cannot be gentle parenting this and having positive reinforcements i’m afraid like i fear you guys are on your own AND YES LIGHTS AND SOUND IS VERY VERY INTIMATING BECAUSE OF THAT!! like if you make a mistake EVERYONE knows and then everyone has to wait for you to do it properly before continuing on and it’s so humiliating like because everyone looks at the booth when it’s the wrong setup and i’m like oh my god i’m gonna sweat my balls off like i’m so so sorry AND THE DIRECTOR CALL OUT !! NESS I GET IT !! like ur the only one who would get my tech stories because none of my friends did tech and how do i explain my rage when THEY DONT GET IT BUT I GET YOU AND YOU GET ME LIKE(the deep rooted tech rage is so real)(but i can’t help but miss tech because there WERE good moments and i did like my role) I GET THE FIRST WEEK THING OH MY GOD because like i need to see the scenes too right like and it’s just messy trying to work around everyone and like recognize the scenes???(if that makes sense)like i need to see the play and see where to do everything first before doing it and it’s so so stressful the first week so i totally get it!

ALSO YES LETS QUIT OUR JOBS AND START A PODCAST LIKE i will namedrop these people so hard like “oh my to that one actor that quit mid production i hope YAP YAP YAP YAP” and the shameless plug like “oh !!! if any theatre needs a light and sound duo please send in an email!!! we would love to !!!!!”

AND I WOULD LOVE TO HEAR ALL YOUR TECH STORIES SO DONT WORRY!! ALSO??? the director calling YOU IN TO BE STAGE MANAGER OH MY GOD YOURE HOLDING THE FORT!!! the sketchy theatre department is so real AND YOU SUBBING FOR A CLASS?? LIKE?? DID YOU GET PAID THATS CRAZY!! just a bunch of uncoordinated high school kids in a tech department and you have to watch over them??? THATS CRAZY LIKE INSTEAD OF HAVING AN ACTUAL SUB YOUR DIRECTOR BEING LIKE “actually!! let’s get ness here!!” (it’s because you were such a good tech member he had to bring you back to show them how it was done) THATS SO CRAZY THOUGH?? no but if i had someone as amazing as you i would do the same <3333333333333 bring in the professional !!! but if my director did that i think i would cry because i cannot handle high schoolers like me fresh out of high school saying this but i CANT RUN A PLACE LIKE THAT MAN you are a brave brave soul and you’re gonna do so well managing those kids !!BUT MY JAW DROPPED. LIKE. HE WAS PULLING THR PLUG ON HIS— HIS FATHER IN LAW????? NO BCUZ MY JAW DROPPED LIKE I HAD TO REREAD THAT??? also signing away your life is literally real because when i was in tech i was literally in the theatre more than i was at work at that point like i was getting home at 9pm most days BECAUSE OF TECH ALSO DONT WORRY ABOUT BEING TIRED LOVELY LIKE PLEASE PLEASE TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF OVER ANYTHING!! also the gossiping and complaining in the car for hours is SO SO REAL I DO THAT WITH MY FRIENDS TOO!! like a little debrief because they’ll drive me home right and park outside of my house and we’ll bring up the most niche things about a person and full on investigate it or like talk about just one person for HOURS RIGHT then i check the time and it’s like 9pm and i’m like oh maybe i should go home BUT THE REGINA GEORGE KIN OH MY GOD??? no because that’s crazy like ness one day i will kidnap you(consensually) in my car and we will yap for hours about tech and literally men in general because the men in your life (no offence) SOUND TERRIBLE??? LIKE DOWNRIGHT SCARY TERRIBLE LIKE OH MY GOD i’m still waiting on skater boy lore (NO PRESSURE) but like my experience with men hasn’t been so bad… most are short lived because i found the weirdest things to have icks about but like HEARING WHAT YOU HAVE TO SAY IM LIKE.. I DONT KNOW HOW YOU DO IT TRULY!! i will hardcore namedrop people though because as a wise person once told me, if these men are reading haikyuu x fem reader fan fiction than they have BIGGER issues to worry about

TRUST ISSUES ARE SO REAL LIKE IDK IF SHIFTING WAS EVER REAL ? like i get lucid dreaming because sometimes that happens but SHIFTING IS CRAZY i remember being on tiktok and this one girl said she shifted during her test and got her answers like that?? I DONT KNOW i have major trust issues when it comes to shifting like i just can’t wrap my head around it AND THE JESUS CHRIST THING I LAUGHED SO HARD LIKE you can’t do it. HELLO??? typo or not that’s the funniest thing ever like ALSO IS HAVING A GOD A DISCORD THING BECAUSE I HAD A “god” IN MY SERVER TOO LIKE it wasn’t jesus but he would pop in every now and then and like make his stance then leave for 6 months and i was just like okay buddy whatever you say

ALSO MY HEART IS URS NESS UR THE SWEETEST PERSON EVER LIKE <333333333333333 also please please make sure you eat and take care of yourself !! im glad your headache is better now but make sure you eat full proper meals! ALSO U COULD FLY TO ME !!! OR ME TO U!!! i’ve actualy never been in the us so ITLL BE AN EXPERIENCE!! no but if i ever meet you i think i would be like those “meeting my long distance best friend” videos where i just tackle you to the floor and hug you for 10 whole minutes while people walk around us (and i would be shameless about it) but my life is yours my heart is yours I LOVE YOU SO MUCH AND ITS SO GREAT TO HEAR FROM YOU AGAIN !! IM SO SORRY THIS WAS LATE TOO AHHH I TOOK A WHILE TO WRITE THIS ONE BECAUSE I WANTED TO MAKE SURE I UPDATED YOU ON MY LIFE !! but ness u are everything to me i love you very much please eat and take care of yourself!!! xoxoxoxoxo

MANGO ANON!!! HELLO HELLO <3 DO NOT WORRY AT ALL ABOUT SENDING THIS LATE!! good morning or good evening to you <3 and i'm so sorry to hear about your terrible day!! that work split sounds HORRIBLE AND SO DO YOUR CUSTOMERS!! </3 (this time i also read through your ask a little bit earlier today while i was cooking dinner before i responded!!! <3333) AAA I AM SO HAPPY THAT YOU ALSO LIKE THINK TO TELL ME THINGS AS WELL!!! I LOVE THESE ASKS SO SO MUCH I LOVE HEARING FROM YOU <33 AND WE CAN BITE EACH OTHERS CHEEKS LOVINGLY!!! 🥰🥰🥰 THAT'S OUR FORM OF AFFECTION <33

and def don't be sorry for sending this late again!! and if you're busy definitely do not stress abount sending anything at all!! as long as you're taking care of yourself i'm happy <33 BUT I'VE ALSO BEEN SO TIRED LATELY!! (it's work + school) and in MY humble opinion the way they're scheduling you for these whack/full shifts instead of four hours sounds like it could be a lot to handle on top of uni!! and ofc you can ask for like less hours or whatever or....u could quit and come work with me!! or ofc you can look into other jobs that you might enjoy more/be easier and such <3 YOUR STORE MANAGER QUITTING IS CRAZY?? LIKE THE TIMING ON THAT AND ALSO THE FACT THAT IT SOUNDS LIKE THEY DIDN'T YK...TELL YOU GUYS??? ALTHOUGH I FEEL LIKE THAT'S SOMETHING IMPORTANT TO TELL YOUR WORKERS???? you said store manager so like i'm guessing it's not your singular male manager BUT I IMMEDIATELY THOUGHT OF HIM AFTER WE TALKED ABOUT HIM LAST NIGHT LMAO (maybe he saw u dissing him on a cutesy hq x fem reader smau blog and was like "UGH U GUYS ARE RIGHT WHAT AM I DOING IN THIS PROMINENTLY FEMALE CLOTHING STORE THERE IS MORE TO MY LIFE THAN JUST THIS" and quit!! :D) BUT LIKE DEF DON'T BE MOTIVATED BY ME LMAO i feel like a skeleton rn 😭😭 ik i've probably like said this before but like i was supposed to be done with this second hostess job in august BUT IT'S BEEN PROLONGED ANOTHER MONTH SO I'M JUST SO TIRED UGHEGHOERNK </333 I AM HOPING THE BEST FOR YOU THOUGH!!! AND I WILL SUPPORT YOU THROUGH ANY DECISION <3 KEEP ME UPDATED ON WHAT U DECIDE TO DO IF UR COMFORTABLE WITH IT!!!

AND AA YOUR SHIFT SOUNDS SO STRESSFUL I'M SORRY ONCE AGAIN LOVE :( (lmk if u have any requests yk!!! u will always take top/first priority over everything <3 if you're ever wanting a comfort fic for a certain character i will write it for you!!! all you have to do is say the word my love <3) AND THE SWEET LADY SOUNDS SO NICE :(( I'M GLAD SHE SAID THAT TO YOU BUT LIKE WHAT IS WRONG WITH MEN???? I GENUINELY CANNOT UNDERSTAND HOW THEY'RE FUNCTIONING MEMBERS OF SOCIETY AND WHY IN THE WORLD SOCIETY THINKS THEIR BETTER THAN WOMEN BC LIKE 😭😭😭 THEY'RE ALL SO PRIVILEGED AND BRAINLESS THEY CAN'T DO ANYTHING!! PLEASE!!! WE NEED TO TEACH MEN HOW TO BE HUMANS bc like no matter what!! it's definitely just a courtesy NOT to leave places a mess!! and like if these men are here trying on clothes or buying some or whatever THEY DEFINITELY HAVE JOBS SO LIKE THEY SHOULD KNOW HOW IT FEELS TO HAVE TO CLEAN UP SOMEONE'S MESS!! so i'm so sorry they were so insensitive and stupid!!! you do not deserve that disrespect at all </3 ESPECIALLY BECAUSE IT MAKES YOUR JOB MORE DIFFICULT!!! THEY NEED TO LISTEN TO YOU EPECIALLY ESPECIALLY IF YOU ASK THEM TO DO SOMETHING!! like you're the one who works there and like,,, IT IS 2024!!! WE NEED TO LEARN TO RESPECT WORKERS PLS!!!! (i am also very passionate about this bc i've also had my fair share of bad customers </33 AND YOU LITERALLY DESERVE ALL THE CARE AND NICE PEOPLE IN THE WORLD!! NOT A SINGLE MEAN PERSON LIKE TO THE PERSON WHO CANCELLED HALF THEIR ORDER AND THEN SAID YOU WERE SLOW THIS ONE IS ESPECIALLY FOR YOU: I WILL NOT LOVING BITE UR CHEEKS AND CHOMP ON UR HAIR AND TEAR IT OFF!!)(i'm glad you were able to rant to a coworker and i hope you felt a little better afterwards!! you definitely deserved a break after that <3 AND MAKE SURE TO REST AND REPLENISH YOUR BODY AFTER YOU WORK!!!)

AND AA YOU'RE SO BRAVE!! my store also sells a salmon poke bowl but i CANNOT bring myself to try it 😭😭 like i do not like raw fish that much and i just cannot imagine eating...CHUNKS OF IT YK??? SORRY FOR THE WORD CHOICE BUT LIKE IDK HOW TO SAY IT BUT I JUST CAN'T 😭I'M ALSO VERY PICKY AND I LOVE MY THREE SAFE FOODS I EAT ON REPEAT <33 BUT YES CINNAMON ALMOND BUTTER IS LIKE ONE OF MY FAVORITE FOODS EVER!! i used to buy this one brand but then they stopped making cinnamon almond butter 😭😭 BUT JUST RECENTLY ANOTHER GROCCERY STORE STARTED SELLING THEIR OWN BRAND OF CINNAMON ALMOND BUTTER AND I'VE BEEN SUPER HAPPY!!! IT'S DEF HARD TO FIND THOUGH I'M HONORED YOU EVEN LOOKED FOR IT!! AND MANGO ANON I CANNOT TELL YOU HOW IMPORTANT YOU ARE TO ME AA <33 I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!! YOU HAVE DEFINITELY BECOME A PART OF MY EVERYDAY LIFE AND I'M SO SO HAPPY ABOUT IT!! I LOVE ANSWERING YOUR ASKS EVERY NIGHT AND I LOVE HAVINGS THOUGHTS ABOUT WANTING TO TELLL YOU THINGS!! YOU MEAN SO MUCH TO ME <33

AND I'M STILL SO OBSESSED WITH THE NICKNAME YOU GAVE ME AAAA I'M SO HONORED I'M SMILING LIKE AN IDIOT RN KICKING MY FEET!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH AGAIN FOR IT AA YOU'RE TOO SWEET <33

ANDDD OMG?????????? NOVEMBER BIRTHDAY????? FIRST OF ALL THAT'S COMING UP SOON YAY!! AND ALSO I HAVE NO IDEA ANYTHING ABOUT LIKE RISING MOONS AND SUNS AND BLAH BLAH BLAH 😭 i just know that based on the day i was born i'm a cancer!! AND I THINK YOU'RE MAYBE A SCORPIO?? MAYBE?? IDK WHAT DAY YOUR BIRTHDAY IS A U DON'T HAVE TO TELL ME I WAS JUST GOOGLING LIKE NOVEMBER ZODIAC AND IT'S SCORPIO 1-22 AND AND SAGITTARIUS FROM NOV. 23RD-THE REST!! but either way AAA YES WE ARE SO CONNECTED!!! (i love etsy witches <33 literally the best people ever <33)

AND HELP THE MANGO ICE CREAM CANNABILISM LMAOO 😭😭😭 I HOPE IT WAS GOOD!!! there's a song i've been listening to and there's a part about mangos and it always make me think of you!! but for some reason i cannot remember it rn 😭 i think it's a big thief or adrianne lenker song but i will def write it down next time i hear it so i can tell you what it is!!! AND YES!!! MANGO'S ARE DEDICATED TO U!! UR MY MANGO ANON <333 YOU ARE LIKE THE QUEEN OF MANGOS OR WHATEVER YOU WANT TO BE!!! <3 AND AAA PHASMOPHOBIA LOOKS LIKE SO MUCH FUN!! (although i could never play it bc unfortunately i'm scared of horror games and such 😭😭) BUT I HOPE YOU HAD A GOOD TIME WITH YOUR FRIENDS!! AND THURSDAY SOUNDS SO FUN AND CHILL!! FROM THE SETTING UP YOUR NOTION AND GETTING READY FOR UNI <33 best of luck!! and it sounds like you're super prepared!! <3

AAAA I MISS LOVE NOTES TOO!!! BUT MAC N CHEESE YAY <33 maybe i should make mac n cheese soon </33 BUT I NEED ATSUMU TO MAKE IT FOR ME </33 I REFUSE TO MAKE MYSELF MAC N CHEESE!! mango anon we need to meet up for a mac n cheese and (tech theatre trauma) gossip night like atsumu and love notes yn <333 MEETUP WHEN?? I'M FREE THE ENTIRE NEXT WEEK <33 BUT YES I HOPE YOU ATE AFTER WRITING THIS!! AND THAT YOUR FOOD WAS GOOD!!! BUN RIEU SOUNDS SUPER GOOD!! AND AA I THIKN YOU'RE THE SWEETEST PERSON EVER!!! I LOVE <3 HOW CONNECTED WE ARE!!! WE ARE LITERAL TWIN FLAMES AND WE BURN THE BRIGHTEST!!! WE'RE JUST SO COOL!! <33

AND NO FR like the fact that they have no shame to stare at me or whatever WHILE MY MOM IS THERE is APPALLING to me!! i'm glad you think so too bc i def agree with you 😭😭 they have most certainly failed the be normal challenge!!

AND SO HAVE THE PEOPLE THAT COME TO YOUR WORK!! BC LIKE WHO SEARCHES UP AN EMPLOYEE'S INSTAGRAM?? MOST OF ALL IF THEY'RE A MINOR???? AND THEN ALSO GOES UP TO THE PERSON TO ASK IF THIS IS THEIR INSTAGRAM?? THAT IS SO WEIRD AND UNCOMFORTABLE </33 I HOPE IF UR MALE MANAGER IS MEAN IT'S AT LEAST GOOD FOR FIGHTING OFF WEIRD CUSTOMERS!! AND I'M SORRY YOU'VE HAD/WITNESSED SO MANY BAD INTERACTIONS THAT'S HORRIBLE </33 (ALSO SIDE NOTE BUT I'M SORRY IF THINGS STOP MAKING SENSE AROUND NOW OR EVEN EARLIER IDK WHY BUT LIKE U SAID THERE'S SOMETHING IN THE AIR AND I'M SUPER TIRED AND I'M LITERALLY HALF ASLEEP RN BUT I'M TRYING TO FINISH RESPONDING TO THIS ALL!! <3)

AND OMG THE WAY EVERYONES THEATRE IS ACTUALLY SO SIMILAR IS CRAZY 😭😭 like two of our four booth windows could also lock as well!! but most of the time we don't keep them fully locked so that if the both door was locked we could grab a chair and jump up and climb through the booth window LMAOO IT'S NOT PRETTY 😭 ALTHOUGH I GUESS THE BLACK MOLD WAS A MY SCHOOL ONLY THING </33 BUT YES THERE WAS THAT AND THE CONDOM ON MY HAND 😭😭 I'M GUESSING HAVING A PLETHORA OF CONDOMS IS ALSO AN ONLY MY SCHOOL THING LMAOO BUT HELP YOUR LEAD QUITTING BC SHE BROKE UP WITH HER BOYFRIEND?? my freshman year we did this one play that i guess was like so boring or hard for our actors we lost like quiet a few of them and so we ended up having maybe like six people 😭 who all had to play multiple rolls and had a lot of quick changes it was crazy!!! but that was probably still one of my favorite shows i ever did <3 (one again not proofreading and slowly falling asleep so sorry for any typos/mistakes!!!)

BUT THAT'S SO INTERESTING THAT YOU HAVE TO TAKE A TECH CLASS BEOFRE PARTICIPATING IN SHOWS!! like that's actually such a good ide a but also i don't think i'd have the patient to deal with so many actors in my type of setting if that makes snese. yk?? AND NO I DIDN'T GET PAID FOR HELPING OUT 😭 THERE WAS AN ACTUAL SUB THERE TO LIKE ACTUALLY BE RESPONSIBLE IF SOMETHING HAPPENED BUT I WAS THERE TO ACTUALLY LEAD THE CLASS UGHGHHHHH </3 but!! it was worth it tbh bc i've adopted a really sweet sophomore, she's so so kind and like her and her group partner were too scared to actual drill or use a table saw and they're literally my favorites so i was like "ik technically i shouldn't be doing everything for u guys but....if ur not comfortabel doing this u can just watch me again!! and then practice later <3) BC I ALSO HATE HAVING TO SHOW/EXPLAIN TO SOMEONE HOW TO DO SOMETHIG MULTIPLE TIMES like,,, this regina george guy i was talking about...idk how much you know about lights but i was trying SO hard to explain "parking the lights" to him and IDK for me it makes a ton of sense like IT'S PURPOSE/ACTION IS IN THE NAME BUT THIS MAN COULD NOT UNDERSTAND IT AND IT DROVE ME CRAZY!!) but lmao it's funny u bring up gentle parenting bc while i was talking to this kid i adopted <3 i was talking to her and trying to convert her into a lights kid (from PROPS AND RUN BARF!!!! I'M SAVING HER LIFE RN <3) and i was like "if you're interested in learning lights!! it'd be best to do it now like especially during this upcoming musical when i'll be around bc the kid that's taken over for me (that one that tried to steal my job) can be a little mean </3 but for me not to sound egotistic or anything but i'm definitely more of a gentle parenter <3" and this girl was like "yeah i can tell" LMAOOO WHICH WAS DEFINITELY A ???????? SHOTS FIRED?????????? HELLO???????? NESS CANNOT GET UP SHE IS DOWN FOR THE COUNT!! moment BUT IT WAS SO FUNNY TOO LMAO I LOVE HER I LOVE THIS KID I ADOPTED <33 and she makes it worth it!! i'll probably lurk around and help if i can for that class bc i love her and want to teach her <3 and i don't mind not getting paid bc it is lowk fun!! like i'm doing all the fun parts about tech but don't have to deal with the drama of actual shows and everything <333 so we'll see how it goes!!! i finally understand the person i took lights over from bc she also always like visited the theatre after she graduated and would help me out sometimes and i get it now,, bc like i want to come back for this kid i adopted <33 SO IDK I GUESS THAT'S WHERE I AM NOW!! AND THAT WAS MAINLY MY ENTIRE DAY <3 NOT MUCH MORE HAPPENED!! I WAS JUST WORKING ON TONICS THE WHOLE DAY <3

BUT I LOVED YOUR LITTLE PODCAST DIALOGUE LMAOO "to the actor that quit mid production..." I'M FOLLOWING THAT UP WITH "to the dear run and props head of my old theatre who relates to regina george.....I HOPE YOU YAP YAP YAP!!"

AND AAA OMG PLEASE (sorry just realized i think i went a lil out of order bc i talked about me teaching these high schoolers BEFORE talking about the podcast but i think me mentioning this will make it more confusing so NVM!!! BUT JUST KNOW LMAOO I HEARD SOME LIKE JUNIOR OR SENIOR THIS YEAR WAS GETTING BULLIED BY THE FRESHMEN DURING ONE OF THE TECH CLASS PERIODS BC ALL THE FRESHMEN WERE LIKE "are you okay??" and this junior would be like "....yes..? why???" and they were like "your eyebags are REALLY bad" WHICH IS FOUL WHY WOULD THEY SAY SOMETHING LIKE THAT THEY'RE SO MEAN 😭😭😭) BUT ANYWAY YES PLEASE KIDNAP ME!! I GIVE YOU FULL CONSENT AT ANY TIME OF THE DAY TO ANYWHERE WHATEVER U WANT FOREVER MANGO ANON <33 MY LIFE AND EVERYTHING I OWN IS YOURS!! <33 AND PLS I WAS THINKING ABOUT THAT HORRIBLE SKATER BOY TRAUMA TODAY I WILL DEF TELL YOU!! I THINK NEXT TIME BC I FEEL BAD I'M HALF ASLEEP AND HAVE HAD TO FIX SO MANY TYPOS ALREADY SO I WILL TELL U TOMORROW WHEN I AM MORE AWAKE IF THAT'S OKAY!!! but yes i've had such bad experiences with men in my life 😭😭 i'm not sure why they all suck so much !!!! but!!!! they do!!!! </3 where is my irl sunarin!!!! BUT I'M GLAD THE BEING IN A CAR GOSSIPING FOR HOURS IS A UNIVERSAL EXPERIENCE FOR YOU TOO!!! IT'S JUST OUR SIGN THAT WE SHOULD BE DOING THAT TOGETHER!!!!

SOMEONE SHIFTED DURING THEIR TEST AND GOT ANSWERS??????? BRO THAT CANNOT BE REAL 😭😭😭😭 i remember sometimes i'd see comments that would ruin the magic and they'd clarify "i'm talking as if i've shifted before to manifest and believe in it!" if that makes sense and so it made me have serious trust issues that like maybe everyone was just basically manifesting what they wanted to happen so they were just gaslighting everyone BUT IDK 😭 THAT SHIFTING DISCORD SERVER I WAS IN WAS CRAZY LIKE I THINK WE HAD MULTIPLE "god"s pop in i remember this one time we had this person come in and we were ALL fighting them on their very wrong opinions and I HAVE A SCREENSHOT OF IT SOMEWHERE AND I'M GOING TO "NAMEDROP" USERS BC I THINK IT'S OKAY BUT LIKE HERE WE GO I'M WRITING IT AS DIALOGUE:

person acting like god or whatever: there, i pulled sleepy out of this reality and they shifted

sleepy: nah i'm still here

I REMEMBER THAT SO CLEARLY BC IT WAS SO FUNNY TO ME LMAOO SO LIKE I THINK THIS GOD PERSON WAS CLAIMING TO BE ABLE TO MAKE PEOPLE SHIFT BUT THIS USER NAMED SLEEPY FULLY JUST WAS NOT HAVING IT LMAOO and i'm still on the server and just looked in the general chat and let's just say... it's mainly dead and the only people left who talk there....are interesting....

BUT AAA MANGO ANON MY LIFE IS YOURS!!! WE'D BOTH RUN TO EACH OTHER AND TACKLE EACH OTHER AND IDK HOW PHYSICS OR GRAVITY WORKS SO IDK WHO WOULD ACTUALLY FALL ON TOP OF WHO BUT JUST KNOW I'D BE RUNNING TOWARDS U WITH JUST AS MUCH EXCITEMENT AND LOVE!!!! I WOULD ALSO LOVE TO COME FLY TO U <3 AND I CAN BE UR SCARY GUARD DOG AT WORK!!!!!! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH MANGO ANON <3 MY HEART IS YOURS!!! HAVE A LOVELY LOVELY DAY AND DO NOT WORRY!! i'm hoping to actually make a dinner on probably monday or so!! bc i didn't get scheduled for work like the entire weekday of next week 😭 so i'll try and take advantage of the time off and finally get my life together!! I WILL UPDATE YOU ON HOW THAT GOES AND THANK YOU FOR ALWAYS CHECKING IN AND MOTIVATING ME TO EAT AND TAKE CARE OF MYSELF!! PLEASE DO THE SAME OR I'LL HAVE TO COME FLY THERE RN THIS INSTANCE TO TAKE CARE OF YOU FOR YOU AND BE YOUR HOUSEWIFE!!! (which would be soooooo bad!! like i totally do not!!!!!! want to do that!! nope!! not at all!!! totally not!! i'm obviously sarcastic rn!!) BUT I AM DEFINITELY HIGH OFF MY HALF ASLEEP MELATONIN BRAIN RN SO I WILL BE GOING TO BED!! I'M SORRY FOR ANY SPELLING OR GRAMMAR MISTAKES I FELL ASLEEP TWICE WRITING THIS UNFORTUNATELY 😭 SO I'M ALSO SORRY IF I SKIPPED EVERYTHING BUT I LOVE AND APPRECIATE YOU SO MUCH MANGO ANON!! IT WAS SO GOOD TO HEAR FROM YOU AND PLEASE TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF!! ILY ILY ILY <3 GOODNIGHT!!!

#answers <3 #mango anon <3

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unknownspecies · 2 years ago

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hello hello hello how are you on this fine Wednesday unknown my dear? I hope you're doing well <3 also i just realized that i never responded to the shipping post conversation we started I'M SO SORRY pls forgive me-

(but no, I haven't read them i'm sorryyy but my friend was really into them a while back so all the info ik abt tog and acotar is like,,, basic, and shatter me has been on my list for like 6 YEARSSSS!! but i'm always down to talk abt books whether i've read them or not hehe)

okay have a nice day mwah <3

HEY REV DEAR hyd i hope life has been blessing u lately ! <3 im doing great ! finally getting to relax on break so i can sleep without having to worry about school 😭😭😭

SWDKCWDCH dw bb ! i gotta reread some stuff but if you want a rundown lmk on those series!

tog is amazing it had nice plot and great characters ! (manon can step on me and inwould thank her) its sk intricate and has soooo many plot twists so ur always kept on ur toes its never boring! The only boring oart is the first twi books after that everything goes soooo fast

acotar is badly written porn with a sad excuse for a plot. im serious. no acotar reader can look u in the eye and say that theres a plot to this series. tumblr writers make a THOUSAND times better smut than sjm and im sorry to say that but frfr 😔

shatter me is great. it has some wierd wordings but if ur like me and just care about whats happening and is easily pleased with a good plot then i wouldnt care about wierd wordings and metaphors n stuff. thats more for detailed criticisms and im to much of a simple minded reader to care about that stuff most of the time lol

if u ever wanna talk about books then lmk !! Im always happy to talk about them i dont talk ab them eniugh 😭😔

i hope ur having an absolutely blessed day and dont hesistate to talk to me ! I always love seeing u on my dash <333

#interact with the unknown #known species: reverie #dude i havent been called unknown in so many years bruh #nostalgic somehow #also a flashbang 😭#at first lol #nothing bad tho !#was just a comment kmao

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audreyimagines · 4 years ago

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hello hello! tis me again back with another request :]

i was wondering if i could get some headcannons with dream smp characters (whoever you find easiest to write for this prompt) with Reader always sneaking off to the forest and the characters think Reader is doing something (like betraying a side/spying or meeting up with Dream/the Eggpire, etc) when actually Reader is just going to the forest to vibe and practice the violin?

thank you! ✨

(also i read the headcannons i requested and they were so good!)

musical spy

pairings - PLATONIC c! tubbo, PLATONIC c!quackity, c!wilbur x gn! reader

notes - ur requests are always incredible thank u for motivating me to write <333

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C!TUBBO

after he exiled tommy, tubbo forbade anyone from going to see him

it wasn’t even a matter of punishing tommy, but more a selfish act

if he couldn’t see him, he didn’t want anyone to

so when you, a well known friend of the duo, started vanishing for hours at a time, tubbo became suspicious

he couldn’t just accuse you, he knew you’d never give a straight up answer

he also knew you loved them both dearly, and wouldn’t do anything to hurt either

but maybe you thought if he didn’t know...it wouldn’t hurt him

by this logic, one day tubbo crammed all his meetings in the morning, dumped his daily workload as president on other people and snuck out to follow you

he watched you leave your house, big satchel on your back. what could’ve been in it? food? riches for tommy? he stuck close

it was to his great suprise when you stopped, only a few minutes into the hike, and dropped your bag carefully. then you pulled out...a violin?

tubbo could only stand, transfixed, as your music carried lightly on the breeze, wafting around him, calming his senses

he managed to pull himself away without you noticing, and it was with caution that he continued to follow you whenever he could, just to hear your secret talent

C!QUACKITY

violin?

quackity stood staring in suprise as he watched your bow fly with grace and ease

when he’d seen you sneaking out, he figured it was for that bastard egg

you were close with hannah,, too close, and when it was proven she was with bad he turned on you

“so you’re one of them too?”

“what the fuck? no!” you’d replied, face flushed with anger. the confrontation had left you both seething, and not speaking

this made it EVEN HARDER for quackity to figure out what was going on, the opposite of his original goal

so, he hatched a plan (egg pun not intended)

he began to casually watch your movements, figure out your basic schedule

at one point, it became obvious that every wednesday, you’d meet with hannah for a bit, go on a walk, come home and wave goodbye, and then vanish into the woods again. quackity waited by your house, and it was hours before you came home again

this was it. finally, wednesday rolled around again, and quackity busied himself until the time

he’d watched you return, and then followed you, axe in hand

it was with great embarrassment that he was standing here now, seeing you so at peace

he slumped to the ground, listening, weapons clinking beside him, and he actually drifted into sleep

when he awoke, there was a note next to him

he grew red as he read the piece of paper

“next time, just ask to listen <3”

C!WILBUR

“fucking pogtopian spy,” wilbur muttered.

you were the last person he expected, his own loved.

but the evidence was piling up, and every single thing pointed to you working for schlatt

you’d disappear for long trips, and when you got back somehow managed to sidestep every question asked of you

finally, wilbur decided to suck it up and just follow you

he felt bad, but it was needed. not just for the country, but for his own conscience

when you stopped, his hands tensed on the sword in his belt, waiting for schlatt or someone to step out

you began to pull something out of your bag, and he squinted to see it

a?? a violin??

what the fuck??

you were playing it like you had your whole life, which he supposed maybe you had. wilbur leaned against a tree and just listened, smile tugging at his mouth

a few months later, tommy was shouting about having a festival

you both agreed to help, and now you were gnawing on a pen trying to pick entertainment

“music?” you asked, scouring the paper and your brain for ideas

“how about that violin of yours?” wilbur piped up

you spun to him, eyes wide

“wilbur soot. did you FOLLOW me?”

he could only grin.

#headcanon #dsmp headcanon #mcyt x you #dsmp canon #c!quackity #c!tuboo #c!wilbur #dsmp x y/n #dsmp angst #dsmp fanfic #mcyt imagines

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tirednotflirting · 3 years ago

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i could do without a tan on my left hand where my fourth finger meets my knuckle

hello again i was here approx ten min ago and now i am back. kinda. also jesus that title looks LONG wow

this is not new! this was posted to ao3 a touch under a month ago for my darling @clumsyclifford‘s birthday and i’m just a dummy and never posted it to tumblr. so here i am sdlkfjsdl

i got very VERY emo over my love for bella in the a/n on ao3 so you can read my love letter there hehe. bella, babes, i love you so crazy much and i feel so lucky to know you and to call you a friend. thank you for teaching me how to love the things i create and encourage me to really actually grow as a writer. it’s been a lot of fun and a great deal of the confidence i have in myself now is thanks to the early support i got from people like yourself. hope you have a happy wednesday filled with many cups of tea <3

here this is on ao3 if that’s more ur jam

Love is a mug of tea.

2020, Maryland

Alex loves his kitchen.

He loves the big island right in the center of it and the windows over the sink facing out toward the barn. He loves the random assortment of tea towels his mom gave him when he first moved out, and how they’ve traveled with him to each new home over the years. He loves the fridge with lots of space for pictures of friends and family that greet him each time he walks into the room.

The sun is just rising over the top of the barn. He’s been awake for a little over an hour now. Starting his days in the barn is something he’s grown to love, the early mornings for feeding and greeting his animal friends being the only way he can manage being up before the sun. Once he made it back to the house, he quickly showered before throwing his pajamas back on. There was nowhere else they needed to be today so he figured it appropriate.

He fills and sets his kettle to boil in the corner. The clock on the microwave tells Alex it’s 7AM and he hears the familiar click of the coffee machine starting up. (He had been particularly proud of himself when he figured out how to use that setting.) Alex grabs a couple mugs and drops a tea bag into the one he’s claimed for himself for the morning just as the kettle clicks off. He pours water into the mug and hops up onto the island to wait for the tea to steep.

Alex is scrolling down his Twitter feed a couple minutes later when he hears human footsteps followed by the tapping of the dogs’ nails against the tile. He locks his phone and sets it beside him just in time for Jack to step between Alex’s legs and wrap his arms around his waist. Alex laughs quietly as Jack drops his head to rest against his chest. “Good morning, my love,” Alex greets him in a scratchy voice and runs his fingers through Jack’s bedhead.

Jack hums at the feeling and leans his head back against Alex’s hand. “Hello,” he replies. He sighs and moves to stand straight before leaning in to press a quick kiss to Alex’s lips. Jack smiles lazily and turns to the counter where the coffee machine sits. “Sleep well?”

“Well enough. Was up later than I wanted to be on that call with Mark trying to figure out the plan for next week.”

“You two are always chatty,” Jack says with a smile in his voice while he stirs sugar and milk into his mug. “What time is our flight out tomorrow again?”

Alex slides off the counter to the floor and takes the spot beside Jack, taking the milk carton from him when it’s offered to add to his tea. “Not until the evening. We can probably sleep in a bit, if you want to.”

“I like the way you think,” Jack responds, accepting the milk again when Alex holds it in his direction. He wraps an arm around Alex’s middle to pull him back against chest and presses his lips to Alex’s temple before stepping away to the fridge. Alex feels something pull at the leg of his pajama pants and when he looks down, both of the dogs sit at his feet. He laughs and abandons his mug on the counter to head out of the kitchen towards the back door. Tiny paws click against the wood floor behind him. They race out the door when he finally gets it open.

When he returns to the kitchen, a gentle smile pulls at his lips and he leans against the doorframe for a moment to admire the view. Jack sits in his regular seat at the kitchen island. He’s put his glasses on sometime in the last minute or so since Alex left the room. One hand holds the handle of his coffee mug while the other holds open a novel his mom had sent home with him after he visited her earlier in the week. The sunrise shines through the window over the sink, painting the room in yellow-orange light. It’s a view Alex knows he’s never going to get tired of.

He loves mornings with Jack. When they’re spending their time like this, with their shared early morning routines or deciding who will do what chores around the house that day, it’s easy to imagine spending the rest of his life like this. He can see them, years from now, hosting holiday parties on the farm or arguing over why they should or shouldn’t watch National Treasure 2 for the twelfth time that month, and it takes everything in him not to race back upstairs to grab the ring box he’s got hiding in the back of his closet.

Alex loves his kitchen. Though, as he watches Jack smile down at his novel before pausing to sip from his mug, Alex realizes that the thought of sharing the space with the person he loves has made him love it infinitely more.

“Hey, Jack?”

Jack hums in acknowledgement without looking up from his book.

“Do you want to move in?”

Jack looks up to meet his gaze from across the counter. His brows raise in what is probably surprise and a tiny smile forms across his lips. “Sure.”

“Really?”

Jack folds the corner of the page he’s on before closing it shut. “What? Did you think I’d say no?”

Alex shakes his head with a laugh. “No, I just wasn’t really sure what else to say,” he explains. “I’m just, I don’t know, excited? This is gonna be fun.”

Alex shuffles around the counter into Jack’s open arms that settle around his waist. “It is,” Jack agrees. “Though, I will say, if I’m going to help around the farm more, we’re gonna have to give Milk a talk.”

Alex rolls his eyes and lifts his arms to rest on Jack’s shoulders. “I already told you, the goat is not flirting with you. He bites everyone’s ass.”

“Your goat is trying to steal me away from you.”

“I’ll keep an eye on him.”

“Thank you.” Jack says, sincerely. A moment later, he cracks and laughs as he tugs Alex in closer. He presses another kiss against his lips. “You realize our mothers are going to start their wedding planning thing again once we tell them about this though, right?”

“Maybe I’ll join them for their brunches this time around,” Alex suggests and lets his forehead rest against Jack’s.

“Sure. Just make sure they’ve got next June blocked off since we’ll be on tour,” Jack replies jokingly before squeezing Alex’s waist to move him aside so he can stand to get more coffee. Alex steals his seat and watches him go through the motions of making his second mug. Without asking, Jack sets the kettle to boil again and pulls the box of Alex’s tea out of the cupboard. The sun has risen more and casts a golden glow on Jack through the window while he rinses his mug. Jack’s always looked his best in the morning, Alex thinks. He considers pulling his phone out to snap a picture, but then he remembers that this exact image isn’t going to be one that’s limited by whatever things might be keeping them stuck in their own homes on opposite sides of the country. That home isn’t going to be a plural for them anymore.

He thinks back to the ring box. Maybe it’s going to need a better hiding spot now.

Jack turns back to Alex, a puzzled look on his face, likely in response to Alex’s lack of a response to his question. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure they know.”

“Good,” Jack says with a wink. He reaches across the counter for his book. “Gonna go finish this chapter on the porch. Care to join?”

Alex smiles. “Let me make my tea first, I’ll be out in a few.”

Jack nods. “Good plan. Love you.”

“Love you, too.”

Jack presses a kiss to his hair when he passes him, and Alex watches him head for the front door from his spot at the island. Even more sunshine greets Jack as he opens the door, the windchime out front twinkling a good morning.

It’s going to be a good day.

Love is hotel sheets and a cup of coffee.

2018, New York, New York

The first time Jack wakes up it’s because he feels a dip in the mattress behind him and a warm arm wrapping back around his middle.

Without opening his eyes, he smiles at the feeling of Alex’s lips pressing against the back of his neck. “Flight was canceled because of the storm,” Alex explains, his voice scratchy with sleep. They were meant to have an early flight off to the next city but it’s an off day anyway so the delay in travel shouldn’t really matter. “We’re booked for another one at like, ten tonight or something.”

He turns in Alex’s arms and lets his eyes flutter open. It’s still really early and the curtains are pulled shut, leaving the room dark like the middle of the night. It takes a moment for his eyes to adjust before he can really make out any of his boy’s features. Alex settles onto his back and pulls Jack halfway onto his chest. Jack lifts a hand to hold Alex’s cheek, his thumb brushing along the darker circles below his eyes. They’re only a few days away from a break for a couple weeks, and the little sleep he knows Alex has been allowing himself is starting to show. Jack is looking forward to getting them both back to his place to just sleep for a day or five.

“Sounds like the weather in New York wants you to sleep for a few more hours with your handsome boyfriend, then.”

Jack feels Alex laugh from where his cheek rests against his chest. “The storm knows you're handsome?”

“Of course,” Jack sighs. “It’s a universally known fact.”

“Guess we have to keep sleeping.”

“We do, yes,” Jack agrees. He lifts himself up for a moment to press a kiss to Alex’s jaw, smiling at the feeling of his lashes brushing against Alex’s stubbly cheek. Jack cuddles back against his chest and lets his eyes fall shut as their legs tangle below the sheets. He’s asleep again a moment later.

The next time Jack wakes up, the room is still mostly dark but he’s alone.

A thin stream of light shining through a spot in the curtains and the smell of coffee somewhere in the room tells him that enough time has passed that it’s likely a normal morning hour now. It also tells him that Alex is awake somewhere. Jack sits up slowly in bed and looks around the room, expecting to find Alex sitting in the chair in the corner scrolling through Twitter on his phone or writing at the desk. He frowns when he finds the room empty of his boyfriend until then he hears a sneeze on the other side of the curtain. Laughing quietly to himself, Jack rubs the sleep from his eyes. He turns to get out of the bed and, after spotting the pot of coffee, pours himself a mug.

Growing up, Jack has always hated staying in hotels. The rooms were always too cold, the air conditioner too noisy, the pillows just a bit too fluffy. He often found himself jealous of kids who found hotel rooms to be like a magic place to be because he was always miserable until he could crawl back into his own bed back home.

It was better once they started traveling for band stuff. He started bringing his own pillow (the firmness and familiar scent both providing a sense of comfort). And if he ever forgot it on the bus, Alex's chest was a decent substitute. A bed would never feel cold with Alex the Human Furnace pressed against his back below the sheets. The sound of the air conditioning was easily drowned out when he had the gentle, steady puffs of Alex’s breath against his neck to count instead of sheep.

He crosses the room, pausing for a moment to grab a hoodie and his new book from his carry-on, and pulls away the curtain to step out onto the balcony. Alex turns up from his journal and smiles up at him. He’s still in pajama pants and a long sleeve he likely pulled from Jack’s bag. “Good morning, love.”

Jack leans down to press a kiss to the top of Alex’s head before moving to lean against the railing. “Is it still morning?”

“Well, no,” Alex laughs. “But we’re on tour, so it can be morning if we want it to be.”

Jack looks down onto the street, to all of the tiny people moving from place to place. Everyone in New York always moves quickly, Jack thinks. With purpose. He admires that. “Well, good morning to you too,” he replies. “Why are we out of bed if we don’t have to be in an airport for several more hours?”

“I wanted to watch the city,” Alex explains. He lifts his mug to take another sip before continuing. “We move so fast these days. I miss getting to explore.”

“Hard to explore from this balcony.”

“Rian found some restaurant a few blocks away he wants to do an early dinner at,” Alex says, with a wave of his hand. “We can explore then. We’re resting right now.”

“City does still look pretty from here,” Jack observes. Autumn looks nice on New York, he thinks. The winters are too cold and the summers are too hot. Mid-October, when it’s cool but not cold, when the trees are all a rainbow of oranges and reds, that’s his favorite time to be in the city. From where they sit right now, with the sun shining down to warm them and a cool breeze blowing around the steam rising from his mug, it’s easy to say this might be his favorite morning in the city to date.

“Exactly,” Alex smiles while he watches Jack look out over the railing at the buildings and sky.

“What are you working on?” Jack asks. He takes the seat beside Alex and props his feet up on the chair opposite him.

“Feels like lyrics but I might just be journaling,” Alex replies. “I can’t really tell.”

“What are you writing about?”

“You,” Alex responds without hesitation. A decade ago, if Jack had asked that question, Alex likely would have looked up at him with a blush painted across his cheeks and quickly shut the book closed before saying nothing, just songwriter stuff. They’ve come a long way since then.

“Gonna be our next big hit?” Jack jokes.

“Oh, absolutely,” Alex says with a wink. Alex reaches for Jack’s hand after he sets his mug back down and lifts it to press a kiss against his knuckles. He holds onto Jack’s fingers for a moment longer as he takes a deep breath, the early afternoon sun shining on his face, before he lets go to pick up his pen again.

Jack loves touring. He wants them to keep touring until they’re old and gray and even Zack struggles to run and jump across the stage. He loves traveling and finding new undiscovered corners of the world. He loves how it always feels fresh and new in every place they land. He loves not knowing exactly what’s going to come next.

He spent a long time wondering if he should want to settle down. To find a place to really build a more permanent life for himself at some point. But then he looks across the table at Alex and watches the way he bites at the end of his pen. He watches his eyes light up in joy before the pen falls back to the paper in his journal, the lyrics or story or notes about something scratching their way into the page. Alex reaches again for his mug and pauses his scribbling to take a sip. His eyes meet Jack's gaze and he smiles in his direction before returning to the task at hand.

Maybe settling down doesn’t have to be a place. It can be sharing a bed with the same person even if that bed is a new one each night. It can be a pair of dark brown eyes that for the last 20 years can always find his own, even in the most crowded rooms.

Hotel day or not, Jack knows he can’t spend the whole day throwing heart eyes across the table while Alex works. Over the years, Jack has noticed that Alex is always too nice to ask for alone time while he writes despite everyone knowing he likes it sometimes. He takes the last sip of his coffee and moves to stand.

“Gonna go bug Zack while he works out for awhile,” Jack says, pushing the sliding glass door open. “I’ll come find you in a few hours.”

“I’m sure he’ll appreciate that,” Alex laughs, his eyes squinting up at Jack against the sunlight. “Have fun.”

Jack blows him a kiss before stepping back inside. He digs his slides out of his bag and grabs a key card before wandering out of the room and in the direction of the elevators.

On his trip down to the ground floor, he starts thinking about it again, what settling down would look like for him. He's starting to realize that the struggle there is that he can’t picture a settled future for himself because the only future he sees is about a them rather than a him. No matter where they go, Alex is and always has been home.

And maybe, Jack thinks, it’s as simple as that.

Love is a sweater and sky full of stars.

2012, Middle of Nowhere, Southwest USA

The first time Alex steals a hoodie from Jack is February during their sophomore year of high school. Jack’s parents were out of town visiting his sister so they ended up at his place after band practice. They nicked a couple of beers from the fridge in the garage and spent fifteen minutes debating if they had reorganized the remaining bottles in a way that made it less obvious there might be a couple missing.

It was another fifteen or so minutes of drinking and complaining about algebra exams before Alex shivered in the deck chair he had claimed. Alex never said a word, but Jack must have noticed the goosebumps on his bare arms and wordlessly got up to go inside. A couple minutes later, the confused look on Alex’s face was answered with a navy blue hoodie thrown in his face.

He laughed and thanked Jack before he pulled it over his head. It was soft and warm from being inside. When he pulled the hood up over his hair, he was met with the scent of lavender laundry detergent and the body spray Jack had taken a liking to that winter. Alex would never admit to how he started hating the smell of it a little less when Jack started wearing it.

Alex pulled the sleeves over his hands and shoved them into the hoodie pocket. When he looked back up across the metal patio table, a small smile pulled at Jack’s lips. Alex wasn’t given the time to ask what the look had been for before Jack launched into another story about something that had happened in his chemistry lab earlier that week.

(It’s not until they’re on tour the summer after they graduate that Alex really understands what the look was for. He doesn’t really get it until Jack is kissing him against the bunks, his hands sliding underneath a sweatshirt Alex had pulled from Jack’s suitcase. Though it’s impossible for the meaning to be more obvious when You look cute in my clothes is whispered between their lips. Alex only laughs in response and trips over his own feet dragging Jack towards the back lounge.)

Nearly ten years since that night at Jack’s parents’ place, Alex still finds himself thankful that Jack’s sweaters fit loosely on him and smell like the mixture of fragrances that make up his boy. It’s still the same laundry detergent his mom used in the early 2000s, but the cologne Jack wears now is much nicer than the stuff he used to douse himself in every morning before school. He’s pretty sure it’s the one that Rian bought Jack for Christmas last year. Alex will have to ask him in the morning.

The A/C kicks on above where he sits on the tour bus couch, and Alex pulls the sleeves of the sweatshirt he’d stolen out of Jack’s bunk over his hands. He’s having a tea, one of those calming, nighttime ones, in a desperate attempt to settle his mind so he can get some sleep before they’re parked at a new venue in a new city in the morning. The show earlier that night had felt electric, Alex had been more in tune with this crowd than he had in a while. It was a glorious feeling to walk off stage with, but it also meant that the buzz was still tingling a bit just below his skin hours later.

Tea and his journal were his typical go-to choices to relax on a night like this, but unfortunately, his normal methods were failing him. He takes a deep breath, wondering for a moment if he should try out some of those meditation techniques Zack had taught him, and then he feels the bus come to a stop.

He pulls aside one of the curtains to check out where they’re at. Some kind of gas station, it appears. No obvious signs of that much civilization around it, very typical middle of nowhere Arizona (or maybe New Mexico?). He watches their bus driver wander out in front of the bus and shake hands with one of the guys driving the bus some of the other crew are on. Everyone is just stretching their legs, it looks like.

He reaches for his mug to take another sip and frowns down at the ceramic when he realizes it’s empty. Alex considers digging the box of tea out of the crowded kitchen storage for a moment before glancing toward the front of the bus. With a nod to himself, he leaves the mug in the sink and heads up for the door.

They’re in basically the desert and it’s the middle of the night in November, so Alex really has no reason to be surprised by the chill in the air he’s greeted with after stepping out into the lot. He pulls his sleeves back over his palms and walks out further into the lot. Alex hears someone call his name. Across the lot he sees their driver waving. “We’re leaving in thirty. Be back on the bus by then.”

“Got it,” he yells back. And then it’s silent.

That’s always been one of the best things about traveling at night like this. He finds it exciting to really truly be in the middle of nowhere, where he can step out of the bus into stillness, the only sounds being the tiny chirping of bugs or tree branches blowing in the wind. That’s not even his favorite part though. He tips his face up toward the night sky and squeezes his eyes shut to get them more accustomed to the darkness.

No, his favorite part is the stars.

Alex is endlessly grateful for the opportunities they’ve had the last few years to live and work in big, important cities, but he misses the skies he got to call his own out in the suburbs of Baltimore. The light pollution in LA is so bad he can’t see a single star. After about a month out there, he sadly resigned himself to looking up into the sky for the blinking lights of airplanes and just playing pretend.

There’s no need for that out here. The sky above his head here is filled with glittery lights millions of miles away, with giant stars so big he can’t really comprehend their size. It makes him feel kind of small. Alex likes that feeling sometimes. Puts things into perspective, he thinks.

He’s too busy gazing up above his head, trying to find constellations and planets he knows should be visible at this time in the year, that he doesn’t notice the footsteps approaching from behind him. A pair of arms wrap around his waist and he jumps only for a moment before he looks down and recognizes the hands folded over his middle. Jack drops his head to rest on Alex’s shoulder. “Why the fuck are you still awake?” Jack mumbles sleepily against Alex’s neck.

Alex leans back into his chest. “I couldn’t sleep and I felt us stop,” he explains. “I came out to say hello to my friends.”

“You mean the stars?” Jack asks.

“The planets, too. Oh, and the moon.”

“You’ve got quite the posse,” Jack laughs, his lips pressing against the tattoo behind Alex’s ear. “Can I join you?”

“Always,” Alex smiles.

They take a seat on the hard ground and start recapping their day quietly to each other as they face up toward the sky. Despite both of them knowing Alex runs warmer between the two of them, Alex doesn’t say a word when Jack drops an arm around his waist to pull him in closer to his side. Jack starts recounting a dream he was having before he woke up and draws patterns with his fingertip against Alex’s knee. Eventually they grow quiet for a few moments. Before the silence can settle around them too heavily, Jack starts calling out the names of different constellations he can see.

The universe works in funny ways, Alex has always thought. It can spin together new galaxies and expand on and on forever and build up a bright and brilliant sky like the one they’re looking up at right now. But it also made Jack choose to sit at Alex’s lunch table back in the eighth grade and shoved all four of them together on this wild journey and let Jack and Alex fall in love. It’s crazy to Alex that something capable of making and doing such big things would focus any energy on a couple of suburban boys sitting in a parking lot in the middle of nowhere on a punk band tour.

And suddenly, as Alex sits pressed against Jack, watching the person he loves most in the world gaze up at the clear night sky in wonder, his free hand pointing up at all of the constellations Alex had taught him over the years, words start circling around his head. Bits and pieces of lyrics about love and galaxies forming, warm sweaters and cool nights. He blinks away all the words though to let his vision clear. He can write the song another day. Right now, he’d rather focus on the smile pulling across Jack’s cheeks and the way he squeezes Alex’s hand every time he remembers the name of another star in the Little Dipper.

“Alex, was that right?” Jack asks and pulls Alex out of the love drunk headspace he’d been caught up in.

“I love you,” he sighs in response, his mind not able to process any other words. Alex lifts his hand from his lap to cup around Jack’s neck to bring their lips together for a moment. When he pulls away, Alex catches the pale blush on Jack’s cheeks in the light from the parking lot.

“That doesn’t really answer my question,” Jack teases with a laugh. “But I love you, too.”

“You were distracting me so I missed whatever you said, but you were probably right. You’ve gotten pretty good at this.”

Jack flashes him a proud smile. “I have a good teacher.”

“Come on, lovebirds. We’ve got a show to get to,” a voice says down to them. Alex looks up at their driver, who laughs at their blushed cheeks before continuing on to the front of the bus.

Jack gets up first and helps Alex to his feet. Their fingers tangle together as they make a sleepy walk back to the bus. “Stay with me tonight?” Jack asks in a whisper once they’re back inside and the ground starts to rumble gently below their feet.

Alex nods and lets Jack guide them toward the bunks. He hits the light switch as he passes it. “You know, if you keep getting taller, one day it’s going to be physically impossible to fit both of us in there.”

“I like a challenge,” Jack whispers back in the dark before dropping into the bunk. Alex follows after and tucks himself into Jack’s side, his head falling to rest in its typical spot on his chest. Alex knows he’ll get too warm in the night and should probably lose the sweatshirt, but the extra layer of Jack relaxes him better than any cup of tea could ever dream of.

“Thanks for stargazing with me,” Alex sighs, the lateness of the hour finally hitting him. Jack reaches down and pulls a blanket over them both.

“Always,” Jack assures him, his arm wrapping around Alex’s waist.

All night long Alex dreams of bright, clear skies full of stars and Jack holding his hand while naming them all.

Love is a thin gold band sitting in a dish beside the sink.

2032, Maryland

They had received the little blue bowl as a fifth anniversary gift from Rian after he had received a call from the two of them at 2AM tipsy and nearly crying because Alex’s wedding band had slipped off while doing the dishes. Rian had been staying at his parents’ place at the time and showed up an hour later, toolbox in hand, to help them find the ring. It’s been another five years since then but it’s still Rian’s favorite story to tell whenever he’s in town and Jack and Alex are hosting a party.

Jack had never had an issue with his ring trying to slip past his knuckle while cleaning up after dinner. But after the scare with Alex’s, he figures there’s no use in testing chance. So after turning on the hot water tap, he places the band into the dish. He sticks his hand under the water and waits for it to warm, knowing it might be a minute or two since he’s pretty sure he heard Alex running the shower a few minutes earlier after returning from the barn.

Married life isn’t what Jack expected it to be. He kind of assumed they would bicker over random tiny things in the way that his parents did. There was a part of him that thought maybe this would be the thing that made him start feeling like an actual grown up, that a ring on his left hand might be the missing piece to the puzzle of feeling like a put together adult. But nothing really changed. They had both been living on the farm during breaks from tour for a couple years by the time Alex finally asked while on a trip to the cabin. So there was no moving around and there really wasn’t a shift in any other part of their lives to work with either. It was like Rian had said during his best man speech: “I mean come on, guys, you’ve basically been married since we graduated high school.”

He had been worried he would be bad at it. Alex had always been better at sitting still than he was. It had been the original reason Jack gravitated toward Alex. No one else had ever known how to calm Jack enough to stop the constant motion in his world for a minute. Guiding words or a hand against his back from Alex had always been the one thing to ground him, whether they were on a long flight or on a stage in front of twenty thousand people. Alex was always the answer.

It doesn’t take long to finish up the dishes. They had cleaned as they went while cooking so it was just a few plates to clear away. After Alex had carried the stack of them to the sink, Jack waved him away in the direction of the living room. Reluctantly, Alex had rolled his eyes and said a quiet thank you before he refilled his wine glass from the bottle in the fridge and wandered out of the room.

Now, Jack turns off the tap and grabs the towel to dry his hands before slipping his ring back. He retrieves his own glass from the dining room and fills it with the white that Alex had picked up for them to try and steps across the hall to join him.

Alex sits curled up in his usual corner of the couch, his glasses slipping toward the end of his nose as he taps against the screen of the tablet in his lap. He scratches at his head in thought and his beanie falls to the cushion behind him. He doesn’t bother reaching for it again. As Jack takes the spot beside him, he smiles at the touch of gray in Alex’s roots that show through the faded purple he’s had for a while. Jack’s been trying to get him to embrace his graceful aging for ages, but he admires Alex’s very punk insistence on hiding the silver hairs below blues and pinks.

“What are you working on?” Jack asks. He lets his head fall to rest against Alex’s shoulder after setting his glass on the coffee table.

“Mark said the Sunday puzzle was fun this week so I’m giving it a shot,” Alex replies without looking up from the screen. “I forget ‘fun’ in his words means really fucking hard, though.”

“He’s a very smart boy,” Jack says, thoughtfully.

“The smartest.”

They sit in silence for a few more minutes while Alex tries out different options for 16 across. Eventually, he sighs and hits the button to lock the screen. He replaces the tablet with his glass of wine, and they adjust so Jack sits between Alex’s legs with his head resting against Alex’s chest. Most evenings end like this these days when they’re not out on tour. It’s Jack’s favorite part of the day. Sometimes they both sit and work through a couple chapters of whatever book they each picked up recently. Sometimes they watch a movie. But they’re always together in this room as the sunset turns to twilight, and it’s something Jack is grateful for.

The dim room lights up bright as lightning flashes outside and a low roll of thunder follows a few moments later. Jack closes his eyes and focuses on the sound of the rain hitting the porch just beyond the window. “Everybody all closed up out of the storm out there?”

“Oh, yeah,” Alex says, pausing to take a sip from his glass. “They went in without any complaint. They must have sensed it coming.”

Jack hums in agreement. Alex grabs Jack’s free hand and brings them up to rest against Jack’s chest. It’s strange, Jack thinks sometimes, how much he’s grown to love the moments of silence with Alex. Growing up, their world had been so loud and busy. He thinks maybe that’s what taught them to so easily find moments of peace with one another. Short moments in venue dressing rooms before they took the stage all around the world and the tour bus back lounge were all they really had. And the buzz of tour never really stops ringing in their ears when they’re out on the road. It’s been a good change though here, that they don’t have so much noise to fight to find moments where they can sit with only the sound of a late summer storm and their own breathing.

It’s nice, Jack thinks, that they’ve really gotten the best of both worlds in that sense. They’re settled down enough that their mothers both still find casual ways to ask about grandchildren at Sunday brunch. But they also still get to go out on the road with Rian and Zack and play loud rock shows to seas of jumping, singing fans. Jack had worried for a while about those two sides coexisting. He’s thankful they’ve managed it so well.

Outside the storm rages on, the wind changing direction and slapping more rain against the window. Every so often, storms like this still set Jack on edge, despite how he’s lived through probably hundreds of them at this point in his life. If the thunder is just a little bit too loud or the lightning too bright, sometimes he swears he can feel the wind shaking the windows. It’s in those moments that Alex will grab his hand like he’s doing now and tap his fingers back and forth against Jack’s knuckles. It’s the same thing he’s done since they were out on Warped Tour at twenty years old, weathering out storms from the bus somewhere in Florida or Chicago. Some things never really change, Jack’s learned over the years.

“We still need to get up early to stop by the farmer’s market for flowers for my parents’ anniversary and that honey your mom wanted,” Alex says as he sits up, signalling for Jack to do the same. He moves to stand and reaches a hand out to Jack. “Want to call it an early night?”

“You read my mind,” Jack says with a yawn as he accepts Alex’s hand.

They wander through the house, hitting light switches as they go and checking to make sure they locked all the doors. The walls they pass are lined with plaques from band things and family photos and art collected over the years. Jack’s always liked how much they have hanging on the walls. He likes that their home tells their story.

They part ways when they make it upstairs to their bedroom, Alex heading for the bathroom and Jack for the closet. Jack changes quickly from the t-shirt he’s been wearing all day into something a bit more soft and worn to sleep in. He wanders back across the room and leans against the doorframe, just watching Alex place his ring into a dish that matches the one downstairs in the kitchen (Rian had bought a matching set because he’s always been the smart one among them) before reaching for his face wash.

Married life isn’t what Jack expected it to be. For most of his life, given the whirlwind that it’s been since they hit the road as teenagers, Jack has never known what to expect with anything. He stopped trying to set expectations for most things a long time ago. He thinks he likes it that way though. He likes not really knowing what comes next. He knows he’ll be happy and he’ll never have to do it alone.

And, as he watches Alex examine the band on his fourth finger missing the rest of the glowy summer tan he gets from hours outside with the horses, he’s pretty sure that’s all that really matters.

#jalex #jalex fic #this is longer for me btw #like 6.5k #so not long compared to most of u dudes but i'm proud of this one lol #again i'm sorry for two back to back fic posts lol #just rlly wanted to update my masterlist #lol

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tagged by @leonzhng thanks for making me dig through my most embarrassing crushes 😭✋

i’ll tag @highwarlockkareena @yibobibo @lan-xichens @purplexedhuman @aheartfullofjolllly @lanzhansmiles @nyx4 i feel like i tag you guys in everything i am so sorry please ignore this if u don’t wanna do it !!

putting this under a read more for reasons

MEN 2010 – 2016

literally nothing more embarrassing than falling on the same type of white man over and over again (with the exception of minho from shinee bless his heart)

tommy joe ratliff → he was the bass player for adam lambert during his glamnation era (think of songs like for your entertainment and if i had you) idk why exactly i liked him so much but i just did.... however i searched him up again quite recently and found out he’s one of those republicans that says the dumbest shit on twitter so Big Yikes

harry styles → “baby you light up my world like nobody else, the way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed, and when you smile at the ground it ain’t hard to tell...” and BOOM 13-year-old me was sold for well over two years

louis tomlinson → basically i liked harry most until around 2013 when for some reason i started to like him a little less, and i got more focused on louis tomlinson, and although i didn’t like one direction anymore louis tomlinson always had a special place in my heart

ashton irwin → so ashton is 5sos’ drummer, i discovered 5sos through one direction & i stanned them until late 2014

harries twins → the harries twins (jack & finn) are basically the reason i started spending a lot of time on youtube, they were funny and pretty and they just had good videos in general, so for almost two years i’d watch their content regularly

choi minho → my first steps into kpop happened bc i was watching videos on youtube (most probably the harries twins) and suddenly i saw the sherlock mv in my recommended videos so i clicked on it and then 14-year-old me proceeded to fall for minho like an idiot

brooks twins → still youtubers, the brooks twins were 3/5 of the janoskians (jai & luke brooks, beau brooks, daniel sahyounie, & james yammouni), an australian youtube comedy group that was active from 2011-2018 though i was only around from 2012-2014 (when jai brooks was dating ariana grande)

jc caylen → surprise! another youtuber! jc caylen was part of o2l (our2ndlife) a youtube collaboration channel on which each of the 6 members posted videos on a certain day in the week (mondays with connor, tuesdays with ricky, wednesdays with sam, thursdays with jc, fridays with trevi (my 2nd favorite member bc she participated on the x factor), saturdays with ricardo, and then they had surprise sundays every week) and i remember how much joy jc & the others always brought me with their silly videos

misha collins → up next, you might know him as the gay angel that was sent to superhell after confessing his love to the homophobic hunter on supernatural, it’s misha collins! basically misha was a huge source of comfort for me, and i even went around calling myself emmisha for almost two full years (cringe)

henrik holm → he played even bech naesheim in skam and my crush on him reached that level of ridiculousness where i actually tried my hand at learning norwegian (i can only remember how to introduce myself and some curse words i would make a great first impression on him)

MEN 2016 – 2021

min yoongi → okay so my baby steps into kpop happened through shinee’s sherlock, but i only got really invested when yoongi dropped agust d 1 because Holy Fuck y’know??

kim namjoon → oh man i remember thinking namjoon was cute and a very good leader and then BAM he dressed like THAT at the 2016 mma’s and i fell in love. hard

park seojoon → i started liking park seojoon whilst i was watching hwarang (you guessed it, i watched it bc of taehyung), although he wasn’t my favorite character by far, but he was very silly off camera & i liked that (i’m not that into him anymore tho </3)

kim seokjin → OH BOY LET ME TELL U i liked seokjin from the very beginning (i got to know bts in late 2014) and i always liked seeing him perform and be himself and god once i realized i had a crush on him it just hit me like a mf truck, and he’s still one of my favorite people to this day

jung hoseok → god fake love era hoseok really hits different.... also yes i know i have all of bts’ hyung line on my list BUT bts was a really big part of my life for almost 6 years soooo honestly they deserve it i still think they’re great guys

choi san → when ateez made their debut in 2018 i immediately fell in love with san, he was such an amazing dancer and he captivated me right from the very beginning, to this day he’s still my bias in ateez uwu

xiao zhan → AND THEN, OCTOBER OF 2019 HAPPENS AND I WATCH CQL AND... i fall in love with xiao zhan, something i’d never expected would happen bc when i watched cql for the first time i wasn’t as invested in the story, but i really really really liked xiao zhan and one thing led to another and now here i am as a xfx

wang yibo → the thing is, i’ve known yibo since eoeo except i didn’t know cql yibo was uniq yibo (bc i’d forgotten his name) and when i looked it up i can tell you my jaw dropped to the floor bc holy shit????? also he is very silly and i love him loads ok

lee minho → ah, the man who has been my skz bias since 2018, not only is minho my bias i also kin him (there’s a lot of aspects of myself that i see in minho and vice versa) and he’s very comforting to me

bang chan → honestly, it was only a matter of time before i’d fall for bang chan, i knew the moment i got into skz again that i’d start biasing him and, well, here i am, double biasing chan & minho

WOMEN

this list is shorter bc i’ve in general always had less crushes on women than on men??? blame society forcing me into thinking i was straight for a LONG time

ariana grande → remember the 2011 layout of twitter?? where u could not only have an icon and a header, but also a background and ur twitter page was smack in the center of ur screen with the big ugly menu bar at the top??? yeah ariana grande was always my background for my l*rr* st*l*n*s*n layouts

perrie edwards → this was right around the time she was dating zayn & little mix was breaking out into the spotlight, yeah i just really loved her

andrea russett → okay so remember o2l?? andrea russett was kian’s girlfriend for a pretty long time and they always did videos together and i always thought she was super pretty

lily collins → maybe i don’t like clary in tmi all that much but i sure liked the way lily collins looked

alona tal → MY BISEXUAL AWAKENING, it’s only when i saw alona tal in spn that i realized, fuck i might be gay

park jihyo → i discovered twice (my 2nd jype group after day6) through the like ooh-ahh mv and red-haired jihyo really did something to my heart (i just rewatched it and god zombie bang chan is so mf cute)

kim jisoo → when bp made their square two comeback i was immediately smitten for red-haired jisoo in playing with fire, it’s also when i realized she was my bias out of the four members

shin ryujin → the reason that i have blue hair is partially bc of ryujin and her amazing intro in wannabe :D

xuan lu → her portrayal of jiang yanli was SO ON POINT and she’s just such a kindhearted wonderful person wow i want her hand in marriage

lee yoobin → god i’ve known dreamcatcher from back when they were still called minx and ever since i’ve always looked at dami that bit more than the rest, i was also able to see dreamcatcher live in october of 2019 and the whole experience was just so amazing !!

FICTIONAL CHARACTERS

there’s a whole lot more than just these 10 but i wanted to fit the evolution into one (1) slide as best as i could lmao

peter pan → this movie came out in 2003 (?) and he’s honestly the first fictional character i remember ever having a crush on

legolas → i was really doubting between placing haldir or legolas here but i only really got a vague haldir obsession when i was like 14

zuko → LOOK. ZUKO IN ATLA? HOT. ZUKO IN LOK? HOT EVEN IF HE’S AN OLD MAN.

will turner → man was annoying sometimes but i really liked him and his relationship with elizabeth was cute

jo harvelle → gosh i can’t believe she’s the only female character in here???? yeah she was one of my two spn faves and i’ll never forgive the screenwriters for the way they killed her off

castiel → does your fave ever get sent to super hell for being gay? no? well. mine did

kili → fili and kili’s storyline tore my heart out, spit on it, and then laughed straight in my face, KILI WAS LITERALLY MY FAVORITE DWARF

howl → i only watched this movie for the first time in 2020 so i kinda fucked up the tl cause i watched cql in 2019 but shh, anyways howl with his blonde hair was good looking but howl with his black hair just hits differently. i want a howl

lan jingyi → MY BABY BOY, TINIE LITTLE BABIE WHOMST I MUST PROTECT ok no but seriously this kid. i love him a lot

mu qing → BARK BARK. that’s all (that’s not all i love him a whole lot and it hurts me to see so many people misunderstand his character and only see the bad parts of him when they can forgive others for fucking up (eg. xie lian himself & feng xin) but bc mu qing doesn’t deal well with emotions suddenly he’s the bad guy??? i s2g if ppl are gonna do to him what they did to jiang cheng in the tgcf la i will RIOT)

#thanks for the tag hanyi my hands hurt now </3 #tag game

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the anatomy of you and i | s.m

Hi I was wondering if could do prompt cozy 3 and 12 with Shawn and inexperienced!y/n she’s never shared a bed with a boy before or something only if ur comfortable u don’t have to of course just thought it would be soft and sweet 🙈❤️

cozy prompt 3: “Don’t be nervous, you can come closer”

cozy prompt 12: We could... take a nap together?

a/n: so it came out like college!shawn x college!reader au bc that’s just kinda what flowed so i hope that’s ok and i also really kinda wanna do a part 2 to this because it turned out more of a fic than a blurb lmao 🥺👉🏽👈🏽 also pt 2 i’m sorry the layout of this is gross i’m on my phone and can’t figure out how to do anything ok bye

warnings: just swearing and i think that might be it

the music from the room next to yours was something you imagined only happened in movies. it was loud and bassy and everything you didn’t want on a wednesday evening; you knew part of living in dorms would entail disturbances and inconveniences, but a party? on a wednesday night? you picked up your tote bag full of reading and text books after throwing your trusty vans jumper over your head, all ready and prepared to head down to the 24/7 library on campus.

if you thought the music was loud in your room, you could think again, because in the hallway, not only could you hear the echos from the speakers, you could hear the shrill screams and yells from the party goers. the further away you got from your neighbouring apartment, the (thankfully) quieter it got and your short trip to the library was soon complete, the dull street lamps and soft breeze in the trees accompanying you along the way.

just as you thought, the library was empty, nothing but the sound of the door clicking shut behind you filling the room. a relieved sigh left your lips as you tugged your bag close to your body, as if the room was full of robbers who were about to mug you for your oh so precious books. opting for a more relaxed approach, seeing as it was 10.45pm, you headed to the sofa area, half thinking it would be a great place to take a nap.

instead, the anatomy of the heart was more important and your assignment was due in within a matter of days. you grabbed one handle of your bag, stretching it away from your body so you could pull out your book of choice before coming around to the front of the sofas so you could finally relax and take your time and- oh. you weren’t the only one here.

even though he was sprawled across the sofa, you could tell he was tall, really tall. the cap, embroidered with the college logo, covered his hair, but from the few stray strands, you could see wild, chocolatly curls falling loose. his eyes were shut, almost peacefully, arms crossed across his chest and very, very quietly, you could hear the soft sound of music coming from his headphones. his eyes flickered open, feeling a presence above him, and he laughed at you when you freaked out, realising you were staring at him. creepy or not, he thought you were cute; the way your finger twirled the front sections of your hair, the way your hip popped to the side as you watched over his resting frame, the way your eyes pulled into a squint as if it was the most bizzare thing to see another person in the library. the very public library.

you muttered a very embarrassed i’m sorry, before turning to walk away from the chilled area of the building. he pulled out his headphones, the sound of the 1975 becoming much more prominent, and propped himself up on his forearms. “hey, no...” he spoke, “come sit.”

scoffing, you rolled your eyes as you thought to yourself, as if you was going to let a random (but incredibly handsome) boy tell you what to do. as if you was going to actually listen and do as he said. as if- who are we kidding; your feet brought you back to the sofas, perching awkwardly on the end of the seat opposite his. he smiled, not smugly, not suggestively, not even cockily, but just a pure, genuine smile. “sorry i didn’t realise people actually like...”

“used the library?” you raised an eyebrow and he threw his head back in laughter, forearms still supporting his body which only made his t shirt strain against his chest. you recognised him from around campus, and you thought he was one of the music kids, one of the ones that did open mic nights and played guitar on the beach until 1am, but from the judgment of his toned physice, you thought maybe he played a spot of sport on the side, just for fun. not like the serious jocks who lived, breathed and worshiped football. he was definitely friends with your roommates boyfriend too, or friends with one of his friends, or- something like that, there’s a lot of people at college.

“yeah, well, no. but at this hour? why don’t you just read in bed?”

you sank back into the cushions, bringing up your legs and crossing them infront of you, looking like a little buddha wearing a vans hoodie and comfy leggings. “why don’t you just lay down in bed?”

this time, when he smiled, he smirked. “touché.”

he popped his headphone back in his ear, and the music died down again as he let his head fall back to the sofa, eyes closing shut. you wondered what had happened to bring him here, why the somewhat popular boy was cooped up in the library at this hour with clearly no intent of using the facilities. he thought the same about you. you felt awkward at first, pulling out your reading and note books, turning to the pages you had marked and setting them down around you. unbeknown to you, he cocked his head to the side slightly, eyes opening into thin slits as he watched you. he’d seen you around, even told one of your friends that he thought you were cute, but you were from different stretches of the college and really, he was nothing but the friend of a friend of a friend of a friend. he wanted to tuck the fallen piece of hair behind your ear and help you lean onto him as he noticed how you struggled to manage holding two books at once and tell you not to grind your pen in between your teeth as you thought about your work and- “can i help you?”

busted.

“sorry, i just... what you reading?” he asked, even though he could quite clearly see the front cover of the book, which read a bold title of the essentials of human anatomy and physiology. and even though you held the front cover up further, showing him more of what he could already see, you confirmed it with words.

“i got an assignment on the heart, so, yeah...” you shrugged, peeling off a post it note marker and sticking it to a relevant paragraph in the book.

“can i see?” he didn’t know why he was asking, he just knew he wanted to be closer to you. he genuinely was interested in what you were learning, and although you’d only spoken a handful of words to each other, he thought the way you spoke and tone of voice was the nicest he’d ever heard. nicer than any voices he’d heard during his classes and he studies with people who sing all day. he pushed himself up, body resting into the corner of the sofa, leaving an empty space on the pad next to him. you took that as an invitiation, not entirely sure where your sudden confidence and welcoming of strangers had come from. “what are you studying?”

“human evolutionary biology and biological science.” it rolled from off your tongue like you said it every living minute as you rested down on the sofa next to him. “you?” even though you were 95% sure you already knew, you didn’t want to let on.

his answer was much simpler, and in all honesty, he felt like a fool. “music.”

“that sounds fun.” you nodded with a smile. he reached over for your book, fingers running down the edges as he looked over the words which looked like a completely different language. your body was tense, and the closer he got, the more you could feel your heart beating, which just felt highly ironic.

“these words...” he laughed, mentally kicking himself for sounding like a dumbass who literally just knew how to strum a few chords. “chor... da? tend.. in.. ee?” you giggled innocently at his attempt, but he found it in no was patronising or belittling. in fact, he thought it was cute.

“chordae tendineae.” you confirmed, looking up and directly into his eyes for the first time. you were instantly lost in the hazel pools that looks slightly lighter when certain flashes of light fell across his skin. “heart strings, to you and i.”

you went on to explain that heart strings were in fact not just an expression that people used when they felt some sort of emotion, that you could actually physically hold a heart by their - chordae tendineae - strings and they wouldn’t break because they’re so tough. you told him it would take a lot of strength and pain to actually break one. he admired how passionate you were about the subject, reeling off facts as if you could tell them in your sleep. “sorry, i get carried away.”

your cheeks blushed a deep shade of pink and you did that hair, twirly thing you did when you felt nervous. “don’t apologise, it’s nice.” he restored your faith that not all pretty boys were assholes, and maybe it was just your poor judgment in the past that had led you to ever think that. as you stared down at your book, he stared at you, wondering if he was being overly friendly or super creepy or just a total inconvenience to your evening. you thought he was neither of those, but simply a nice addition.

“so, what brings you here at...” you looked at your watch for time reference, eyes widening as you realised you been sat boring him for the past 20 minutes... about heart strings. “11.30 on a wednesday night.”

he shrugged, leaning back and falling into the cushions, hoping a more relaxed body language would help you to relax a little more too. he could tell you were just perched on the edge of the sofa for fear of touching him. “sick of my room mate fucking his girlfriend like a porn star, dont know how he’s got it in him.” your lips formed an open ‘o’ shape, not expecting the sudden change in tone or language. “told him i was going out, he said he’ll be done by 11.30.”

“and they said chivalry is dead.” you dryly commented, only to make his eyes crinkle up as he laughed. “do you have a rota for that kinda thing or is it just a come and go as you please kinda rotation?”

“well, my rota’s severely empty.” you were shocked, and thought maybe he was just saying it because he might be a total fuck boy. you could imagine he had girls falling at his feet, and you wouldn’t blame them, because those eyes. “what about you?” you furrowed your eyebrows at him and tilted your head. “no... i mean... the why are you here part... not the sex rota part...” he pulled his cap further over his forehead, wanting to bury himself in a pit of embarrassment. if you didn’t think he was a creep before, you most probably did now, he was sure of that.

to say you were, inexperienced, would be total honesty. you’d slept with one guy and one guy only, and he was someone who thought having sex on the foot of the bed was adventurous, and you vowed never to distract yourself from your studies with boys who would waste your time. it was also just a couple of hook ups, nothing serious, in fact, you’d never even shared a bed with him overnight- and you laughed at yourself for ever being the naive girl that thought he wasn’t just using you to get laid. “there’s a party next door, they usually go on until the early hours, so whether i’m here or there, i still get no sleep.” you confirmed, and he nodded, half wishing you were going to tell him your rota was also empty. not because he wanted to pounce on you and take advantage, but because the hopeless romantic inside of him thought maybe there’d be a pathway to something special. “also, it’s 11.30, so your probably safe to head back.”

he thought maybe he was an inconvenience to your evening, that you said that because you wanted him to leave you in peace so you could crack on with what you’d set out to do. shoot your shot, shawn, he thought to himself, pulling his bottom lip inbetween his teeth and you had to force your eyes away from him because you suddenly felt all warm and bothered. “you wanna come?”

“huh?” your head snapped up, book also falling from your grip and you fumbled to stop it from landing on the floor. it was an expensive book, and you weren’t about to let some cute ass boy ruin your pages.

“not like... i mean... if you want somewhere to stay. i can take the sofa.” in the 8 months you’d been at this college, not one boy had offered you an invitation back to his dorm. mainly because you hid from any form of human contact and spent most of your time cooped up in your own room with no intention of leaving.

something in you switched, when you looked back to him to see he’d taken his cap and flipped it backwards, the peak of the hat now dipping behind the back of his neck. more light hit his features, and you felt like jelly, realising just how incredibly perfect he was. even the little scar on his cheek was kissable and you don’t know where this new confident you had appeared from this evening. you leant closer, placing your book down - carefully, of course - on the sofa, letting your hands rest on his thighs and you thought you felt him tense up, but you were probably just imagining it. “only if we can stop for hot chocolate.”

“i think we have some.”

“whipped cream?”

“is that for the hot chocolate or for me?”

although he was joking, he didn’t know if what he had said had sent a wrong message, because on the walk back to his dorm, you went back to being your quiet little self, answering questions briefly and turning the questions around onto him more often than not.

you didn’t think he had sent a wrong message, but you were well and truely helpless at flirting and maybe he wasn’t even flirting with you and you was completely overthinking it, but nevertheless, it made your stomach tighten and breaths deepen. whether it was an accident or not, your hands brushed against each other’s several times on the walk back, and it was one of those cliche, awkward moments where you both look at each other and laugh awkwardly like little kids. both of you also introduced yourself, coming to the realisation that no names had been exchanged but he’d be lying if he said he didn’t already know yours because he definitely searched for you came across you on facebook. “are you sure you’re okay? i can stay with you in the library if you prefer?” he asked, although you were both nearly at his door.

“you think i’m walking all the way back over there? nuh-uh, plus, you promised hot chocolate.” he smiled and nodded, “unless... you don’t want me, and then i totally can leave you alone.”

“no i do want you.” he spoke so quick he thought he must’ve sounded so desperate. “do want you to be here, i mean, like, if you’re cool.”

you nodded, feeling somewhat... wanted? by a cute boy? who treat you like a lady and offered you his jacket even though you had your own? who literally peeled your bag from your shoulder, just so he could carry it for you? and made you walk the side of the sidewalk furthest away from the road? and took a genuine instrest in what you said?

you’d be damned if you didn’t wake up and it was all a dream. this was by far the most college-ey thing you’d ever done; meeting a random guy in a random location and deciding to risk your life by going back to his place. maybe risking your life was a bit dramatic but we’ve all seen what happens in horror movies.

when you both reached his door, he unlocked it with the key and swung it open, holding out his arm as invitation for you to go first. of course, you thought, just be even more of a gent. inside the room, it was very similar layout to yours - you walked straight into the living/kitchen area and three doors were spread across the two back walls, one of which you guessed to be the bathroom and the other two to be bedrooms. the room was dull, the television being the only thing to illuminate the area and shawn sighed with relief when he saw his roommate and his girlfriend chilled on the sofa. “well, looks like we’re safe from the porn.” he whispered to you, throwing his keys on the table next to the door.

when his roommate’s girlfriend heard shawn speaking, she shot up and peered over the back of the sofa. her eyes flickered between you and shawn, before she poked at her boyfriends arm to get his attention. “brian...” he ignored her at first, popping another piece of popcorn in his mouth. “brian. shawn has a girl here.”

“girl can hear you. and so can shawn.” shawn said, rolling his eyes as brian also shot up, smirking as the four of you all entered a staring competition.

was it such a big thing he had a girl here? because you didn’t think it would be so much of a huge deal. have you seen him? perfect college boy with incredible muscles (from what you’d seen in your imaginatation), and here you were, stunning the members of the household into silence. “hi, uh, i’m y/n?” you almost sounded like you were questioning yourself, unsure whether you were meant to say anything or not.

the girl got up from the sofa, offering you some popcorn as a peace offering before she finally spoke to you, instead of about you. “so sorry, shawn just, never brings girls here because - ow!” shawn lightly jabbed her on the arm, taking the full bag of popcorn for himself and grabbing a handful. “it’s nice to meet you, i’m winnie. and brian...” she pointed at the boy still sat on the sofa who was too busy sending brain signals and eye expressions, about the random girl in their apartment, to shawn to notice he was being introduced. “brian was actually just talking about getting a mcdonald’s so, we can go do that and you can do... your thing.”

“nothing like that,” shawn was quick to jump in and although you weren’t necessarily here for a quick fuck or a one night stand, you felt slightly disappointed.

“oh? okay, well, let us know.” she smiled and snatched her popcorn back from shawn. “i know shawn doesn’t take long.” she laughed, clearly joking about the situation which only made shawn feel like he was dealing with bringing a girl home to his parents for the first time. before thinking about it, shawn grabbed your hand and dragged you towards one of the back rooms, presumably his bedroom.

you figured it must be when the door opened and you saw three guitars perched against the wall, an unmade bed, a laptop open on the desk and a bunch of photos on the wall of him with numerous other people. “make yourself comfortable, i’ll be back in a second.” he smiled and vanished back out of the room.

taking the time to be a bit nosy, you let’s yourself study the photos on the wall. a shorter, younger girl appeared in a fair few, along with two older adults who would appear to be his family and it made you smile at the fact he wasn’t afraid to have them on display. you felt a light twinge in your heart as you looked at a picture in which a girl was kissing his cheek, even though you had no right to feel any form of jealousy. moving on, you found the notebooks on his desk that was already opened up on a page which sent your notebook organisation through the roof. the page was full of messy scribbles, more than half of the words had been crossed out aggressively and replaced with new words. it was quiet, only the sound of quiet mutters could be heard from the other side of the door and you tried you’re best to listen in to what they were saying.

dude, she’s hot

you’ve never made any other chick hot chocolate

go back in that room and get some

at least try

you tried to look like you weren’t eavesdropping when he came back into the room, holding two mugs of hot chocolate, and just as you’d requested, with whipped cream. shawn thanked brian and winnie and their weird ass sex kinks for that. “thank you.” you smiled, taking it from him and wrapping your small hands around the mug to be met with warmth.

“i’m, uh, sorry about them..” he said, setting his own drink down on the bedside table.

“don’t be. they seem nice.”

“so, if you wanna go to sleep i can leave you be and like i said, i can take the couch and you can have the bed.”

“we could both have the bed?” you’d said, before even having time to think about letting the words fall from your mouth. his eyes almost looked like they’d lit up and you blew into your hot chocolate just so you had something to do instead of awkwardly staring back at him. “if you want, i mean, i can go home, i’m sure the party will die down soon.”

“stop doing that.” he rolled his eyes, leaning back against his headboard as you sat cross legged at the edge of his bed, surrounded by the navy duvet.

“doing what?”

“doubting yourself.”

“well i’m good at it.” he laughed at you, reaching his hands out and taking your hot chocolate mug from your grasp.

“i wanna know more about that heart shit.” he admitted, missing how you passionately spoke about something you were so interested in.

“heart shit... you mean the thing that keeps you alive? maybe tomorrow, i’m all organed out.” he looked a little disappointed and you thought maybe he was thinking you’re suggesting you don’t wanna stay up with him. he was wrong. “although, modern family is back on netflix now and that is something i will never turn down.”

he grabbed his laptop from his desk, setting it next to you at the edge of the bed. you adjusted yourself, moving more to the middle of the mattress, therefore, slightly closer to shawn. you could smell his cologne, just like you could when you sat close to him in the library.

smiling at how you twirled your hair, bit your lip when you concentrated on what people were saying, covered your mouth with the sleeve of your sweater when you started to yawn, he thought; it was weird, how he just had this feeling that he wanted to spend countless nights with you, learning about whatever organ you needed to. and you thought too; how you felt more comfortable around him than any other person you’d met at college thus far.

still sat upright, cross legged in the middle of his bed, your back started to ache and legs started to feel numb as the second episode started. you stretched out as much as you could before looking behind you and eyeing up the empty space next to shawn. “i was wondering how long before you couldn’t sit like a buddha anymore.” he laughed, speaking over the familiar theme tune coming from the laptop. “please get comfy, you look in pain.”

“i am not in pain, i am simply just... respecting personal space.” in all honesty, you couldn’t remember the last time you cuddled up to a boy. the last guy used to literally leave as soon as he’d done what he needed to do, leaving you empty and alone every night. “and you might not want me, all up in your space.”

“oh my god, just stop!” he laughed, despite his demanding tone.

“stop what?!”

“doubting yourself... again!”

you huffed, uncrossing your legs and crawling up to where shawn was sat. he smirked as you got closer, settling down next to him, your back also against the headboard. your legs were outstretched, finally free from their crossed positioning, and your hands fell to your lap. another ten minutes of the episode went by when you get yourself getting tireder, head leaning to one side a little more.

shawn noticed how your body was a little more relaxed, less rigid than when you first joined him at the head of the bed. risking his move, he stretched his arm behind you, draping it over your shoulder which caused any relaxed part of your body to stiffen back up. “don’t be nervous, you can come closer.”

you looked up to him, shooting him a warm smile. it didn’t take long for your body to relax again, and it actually felt nice how natural it felt to be curled into his body. his fingers traced patterns on your shoulder as your head moved in time with his chest, a loud yawn escaping your mouth. “tired?”

“mhmm,” you answered, evidently too tired to even speak an official word.

“we could... take a nap together?” he stuttered.

“a nap? shawn it’s like 12.30am, we need a full ass sleep.” you giggled, leaning up off him to pull your sweater over your head.

“then a full ass sleep we shall have.” he sorted the set up out, turning off the laptop and placing it back on the desk. he took out a t shirt and shorts from his drawers, putting them on the edge of the bed before retrieving and additional pair of shorts. he told you he was going to change in the bathroom, and to put his clothes on, only if you wanted, before disappearing out. you took advantage of the empty room, immediately peeling off your own clothes and replacing them with his. they smelt like him, like citrus and cassis and as you climbed back into the bed, where you were previously sat, a light tap on the door sounded.

“yup,” you said, popping the last letter as he shot his head around the door, smiling when he saw you’d taken up his offer of borrowing his clothes. he says borrow, but he’d be more than happy for you to keep them, because you looked a hell of a lot better in them than he did.

he’d lost his t shirt, not that you were going to complain - and yes, he did have muscles exactly how you’d imagined him to - and the sweat shorts he’d changed into hung low from his hips and you’re pretty sure you’ve never seen a sight like it. shawn wasn’t the type of boy to feel embarrassed or nervous; hell, he’d managed to shit talk his way into getting you to come back to his dorm, just in a bid to keep hold of your company because he’s never felt a feeling like it. shawn’s clothes were the first you’d ever borrowed from a guy, never having the experience of the morning after or spending a long night with someone you really like, staying up all night and talking about nothing in particular. it was also a first that you’d let yourself be conned into coming back to a guys dorm.

“you sure you don’t want me to take the sofa?” he asked as he stood at the side of his bed, unintentionally towering over you, almost making you feel as big as ladybug.

“stop doing that.” you raised your eyebrows, pushing back the duvet so there was an empty space next to you.

his face showed pure confusion, having no idea what he’d done. “doing what?”

“doubting yourself.” you mocked his voice the best you could, dropping a few pitches and moving your head theatrically.

he rolled his eyes, plopping down into the empty space next to you, and although his clothes smelt like him on your body, he could still smell the orchid and vanilla scent that covered your skin. “i don’t sound like that.”

rolling onto his side, he turned to face you, slightly closer for comfort than he would normally like to be, but with you, he didn’t think he was close enough. you were on your back, eyes tracing the outline of the shadows on the ceiling that crept through from the blinds. “you kinda do.”

“oh... as opposed to, the deoxygenated blood travels into the left ventricle-” he’d put on his best higher pitched voice.

“right atrium.”

“-and opens those little valvey things-”

“just valves is fine.” you rolled onto your side to face him, but he was too busy mocking you to notice.

“-which make your heart do the ba-dum thing that i’ve been able to feel in my fucking throat all night-”

“you mean the heartbeat?”

“-all because you’ve been pulling on my chordane tendineae because you’re just too fucking amazing.” you swolled hard, and suddenly it was you who could feel the ba-dum thing in your throat. he was just looking at you, now aware you were face to face with him, only inches apart in his queen sized bed. he had just tried to twist your words in a confession of admiration, but couldn’t help but think he’d just sounded dumb instead. “no smart ass comment?”

normally you’d be offended at someone calling your comments smart ass, because they were in fact just the truth, but you knew shawn was messing, although, maybe not about the heartbeat part. you’d found yourself being drawn in, faces getting closer together with each breath, so much so you almost didn’t notice how his hand was stroking over the skin of your hip. he was searching your face for an invitation, he wanted to kiss you so bad, but at the same time, didn’t want to scare you off. the air was thick, and you were sure you could hear your heartbeat, but shawn was convinced it was his. his breath fanned against your lips, creating a cool minty sensation, and as your eyashes fluttered, your eyes looked straight into his. “kiss me.”

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dykejake · 3 years ago

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Good morning friend happy Wagner Wednesday from ur secret Santa!! I hope you’ve been having an amazing week so far and if you haven’t, well it’s already half over!

Today I wanted to ask you about your favorite kinds of media.

Are you a book person? TV/series? Film? What genre do you like? What’s your favorite, and your least favorite? What’s something you heard about that’s coming out that you’re like “mmmmm that’s not gonna be good”

I’m getting carried away.. let’s do another question

What is your late night guilty pleasure snack? That “it’s 2am and I should be asleep but I’m gonna absolutely combust if I don’t get this” sort of snack. I cannot speak for you but personally I’ve been known to enjoy the weed and what I’m thinking of is like a preferred munchie, regardless of drug intake. A favorite snack. A late night craving. I feel like it can say a lot about someone.

Wow I am just not succinct today, I need some coffee. Anyway, have an absolutely lovely wednesday I hope something good happens to you today!! Love u bestie -25🎁

good evening, Santa! happy Wagner Wednesday, I love our freckled drum boy <3

I LOVE books! I love to read so much. I commute to work, so I also listen to audiobooks on my drive, which I love. Love TV, love film. I would say what I truly love is stories, I love to engage in stories and consume them and get wrapped up. It's beautiful. Favourite book is The Invisible Life of Addie La Rue by VE Schwab, least favourite is probably The Great Gatsby. Favourite film is Withnail and I, can't say I have a least favourite. Favourite show is Doctor Who, least favourite is probably Game of Thrones (I never finished it.)

I LOOOOOVE Doritos, Santa. Any flavour - cheesy, spicy, barbecue, I love them ALL. Doritos are the SHIT. (Also, I have been known the enjoy the weed.)

I love YOU, bestie!!!

#secret Santa 25 #25

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yexiu · 6 years ago

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can i get a new spideytorch fic rec this fine wednesday evening 😌 hope ur having a good day also

lmao sorry this took a while, i had finals! but sure, i can do that!! i’ll even do u one better and combine all of my past fic recs all in one post so i can have Just One and update it whenever there’s new fics in the tag! fyi these are all strictly non-mcu. as always, blanket rec on anything by @traincat!

work song

johnny and peter and the aftermath of superior spider-man and secret wars 2015. do i think you should read superior spider-man? no. should you read this? yes.

just married series

johnny and peter get married post-negative zone to fool some aliens

tales from the back pages

soulmate words au, really really cute and based around asm #1 and #3

the soul of love

johnny + cooking, post-secret wars + parker industries period

you light my morning sky

60s au, drive-ins and milkshakes and falling in love

between the smoke and ruins

fantastic four are villains au and i love it

always glad you came

teen spideytorch + identity antics and misunderstandings

:D bro!!

college roommates, fant4stic and webb spider-man verse

the gay superhero alliance

lgbt superhero group, lots of cameos

in the spotlight

of course peter parker would be in a musical disaster about himself and johnny’s life mission is to embarrass him

all of these thousand miles

gay space roadtrip to find the fantastic four and future foundation

black magic, love, and other unexplainable sensations

fantasy au, prince johnny

the world, reversed

johnny gets kidnapped (typical), peter travels across universes to get him back

satellite call

psychic vampires! projecting all of your self hatred to the ones you love the most! fun!

can you tell

identity antics! johnny is in love with spider-man AND peter parker? shocker! (shocker is not actually in this, sorry to deceive u)

perfect distraction

high school teacher peter trying to lead a club, johnny is a distraction. i ADORE teacher peter

whatever a sun will always sing is you

post-secret wars battleworld fallout

with your last breath

last words soulmate au with the negative zone! fun!

you could have been mine

spideytorch: the one where it’s ben

scorched earth

less focus on spideytorch, but it’s there! a exploration of ben & johnny’s relationship set during marvel two-in-one (2017) #8

the way you see through me

set after spider-man/fantastic four #3! spider-man very awkwardly kissed sue, and johnny’s…jealous? no, that’s not it.

a melody that’s calling your name

fake relationship antics in high school. also, the college five foursome is real

til planet-rise

star wars au, also heist fic

sleeping with ghosts

no powers au, peter is caught up in some shady science, johnny is gay and worried

out of the dead lands

au where peter joins johnny in the negative zone

surrounded by wolves

villain peter, johnny is gay and weirdly into that, kinda

the boy from new york city

if you read one fic from this list, read this. webb spider-man and fant4stic-verse. peter puts on the mask after gwen’s death while johnny convinces the team to move back to new york

an unsung melody is mine

kid fic. johnny and peter follow in sue and reed’s steps and get baby fever

better in picture

peter & matt are dating!? no but that’s what johnny thinks.

i came in from the outside, burnt out from the joyride

more post-secret wars 2015 sadness

the spider in west egg

kinda based on the great gatsby? but not exactly. i mean, they’re still superheroes

river eyes

spider-man noir but now featuring movie star johnny!! man we deserved fantastic four noir

built to fall apart (and back together)

au where spider-man disappears after k*ssing johnny storm. also wow! peter parker is now a millionaire?

secrets kept in half light

spider-man noir verse. detective stuff.

that’s it for now! i’ll keep this post updated with any new ones that come out and i like so come back to the original if it’s been a while!

#spideytorch #johnny storm #peter parker #johnny posting #anons #📬#thank you for asking!!

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inkskinned · 6 years ago

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literally just a dumb unorganized list of school tips

source: im a grad student. i’ve had a lot of school. also i’m adhd & mentally ill and require +8 organization. this is mostly directed @ college students, but maybe high school students can use it too, fuck, idk, it’s been forever since i was stuck in that hell hole

just say “professor” either ur using the correct title for a person (will make them feel good) or you’re giving them a bigger title on the assumption they deserve it (which will make them feel good) and also prevents having to ever i mean ever use their names

talk at least 1 time a week in each class, aim for 1 time a day. even lecture classes. i fucking hate talking in front of more than 5 people, so what i would do is prepare a question about the hw/etc (even if i didn’t need it answered) to ask the professor after class so they saw me and got used to me and saw i was invested in their class. about 89% of teachers - if they see you try, they will pass you. i mean it’s literally that easy. i know people who went from like a c- but because they legit tried, their grade got bumped up to a b-.

if u have to bring a laptop, pre-download the required material/screenshot it, and then turn off your wifi. it’s too easy to not listen.

physical writing will always give you more information recall over typing.

nobody cares about stupid shit anymore trust me they don’t remember that you were accidentally locked in a towel out of your room bc they have their own dumb shit that happened.... in college all the “cringe culture” turns into “god i wish that were me” culture ... wear ur onesie to a party trust me you make +800 friends and 799 of them will be girls telling you you’re adorable and they’d die for you

about locking urself out.... if ur like me and can breeze past post-it notes placed in obvious areas, don’t be a dumb bitch and rely on post-it-notes. while most schools offer 1 free lockout, dont rely on it - it once took 2 hours before someone could get to me. i was in a towel, which meant no phone. so like. anyway, what i do now is i put something on the handle of the door i have to open/unlock. i can’t just open the door w/out the thing falling down and making a loud “you dumb bitch unlock the door before u shower” sound.

this works for all important don’t-forget it things. other obstacles i’ve used to remind myself to do something include: putting a chair with my wholeass posterboard in front of the door, an entire printer with a single piece of paper that just read “for the love of god check to be sure you have that essay”, and a recycling bin i kept forgetting to empty. guess what bitch finally emptied the bin once it was between me and a swift exit!

no offense and like the whole “it’s the best years of your life!” thing is great but in reality everything goes better scholastically when you treat it as “i came here to win, not to make friends.” i still did make friends, went to parties every weekend, was popular enough i’d be invited to several on one night - but i came there to win. when i put my scholastic life and my mental health first, i went from a 2.0 to a 3.98. yes you can, bitch.

you’re spending the money. don’t squander it. trust me when i say i know plenty of people who breeze through, bc you often can. but like. don’t. challenge yourself bc like. talk about an investment.

if you hate your major, change it. don’t make your life something you can’t stand. on that note, do NOT agree 100% to a track until you have at least some experience in the field. i cannot tell u how many ppl i know who got their whole masters/phd program done, walked into their new profession, and were like, Oh Fuck, I Can’t Live Like This.

college literally offers so many free things and if you’re not taking advantage of them whenever possible i get it but like. try to take advantage of them. this is everything from your gym (which probably has free classes dude) to clubs to like. sober events. these sober events are so ... fuckin good dude i’ve made mason jars with little plants in em... bee aviaries... candles.... go to the free stuff

oh ps on free stuff i wanna say about 4 of 5 days there’s free food on campus just look for things like job fairs, presentations, or discussion groups. also while you’re there at the job fair like. u know, go to the job fair in earnest

i took off 2 years to work and also to just. recover from my bullshit. and it took me 6 years and 3 schools to get my bachelor’s. it wasn’t easy but bitch i lived. there’s no such thing as “too long” to graduate if that’s truly what you want to do.

if on the meal plan, eat as clean as you can the first week. then introduce each part of the cafeteria’s possibly-food-poisoning-creating foods one at a time. give @ least 2 days between each experiment so you know for sure if you get sick what caused it. i literally never eat meat at school but you can still get sick off of unwashed lettuce/salad dressing that hasn’t been refrigerated properly/weirdass things you won’t even think of. this prevents like. dying in a public bathroom.

white loaf bread can be gross & boring. discount bakery section for your slightly chewy artisianal bread needs. if overstale, either toast it or dunk it into water and microwave it (unless u got an oven. use the oven if u can)

steal as many apples from the dining hall/events/etc as physically possible just do it they keep FOREVER and @ some point you’ll be like. fUCK i need a nutrition. ps if you’re keeping them in ur backpack (i wouldn’t keep more than 2) make sure to wrap w/a few paper towels so if you drop your bag you don’t get apple mush

write it all down bitch. “i’ll remember it” no you won’t. unless you are capable of remembering every idea on this list and in order, you won’t remember it. in general, if you write something 3 times, you will recall it correctly at least 80% of the time. i also read it out loud to myself, bc, you know, auditory recall

DO NOT just put your assignment at the top of your notes, unless you’re 100% sure that will work for you. in most cases, it’s much better to have a planner/agenda/place you expect to look for assignments. +7 points if you lie to yourself about deadlines and move them all up.

like not to sound too much like a DARE ad but like. if you don’t like it/don’t want it, don’t fuckin do it. the idea that “there’s nothing to do if you don’t party” is such bullshit. like i promise if you’re like “i am a grouch and want to stay in and binge netflix” about 45 ppl will show up in pjs like “bitch fullscreen it, im a grouch too.” there’s also like. the chance to just.... not overindulge. on wednesdays i have “wine wednesdays” where we sit around and drink a glass of wine while we do our hw. it’s chill and friendly instead of like. drink until u vomit. don’t feel like you either gotta slam the breaks or the gas pedal, is what i mean.

PLEASE know the signs of alcohol poisoning/overdose. most schools have a “Safety Always Matters Most” policy, which means that you can call for help w/out getting into trouble. if you think someone is in danger, act. this also goes for making sure ppl get home safe even if they’re just incapacitated, not poisoned. step in, dudes.

also just. notice when ur starting to rely on stuff too much. i’m super easily addicted to things, so i keep a healthy distance from liquor. i don’t let myself “drink to feel better” bc that’s a scary, scary thing to link to feeling better. if you or somebody u know starts drinking all the time/gets anxious if they don’t drink/drinks in the daytime .... get help. schools have counselling services for a reason.

you’re gonna get a cold/flu of some sort in the first 2 months just brace for it. in the meantime, drink vitamin c, try not to touch too many handles, and when people say “there’s something going around” believe them.

watch kaplan nike just do it

if you can teach it, you know the material. a super good way of knowing if you studied the right way is to try and teach the material to a stuffed animal/imaginary class.

“i don’t know how to study” bitch me too the fuck. this is usually bc we’ve been taught that studying is just sitting down and staring @ ur notes. it’s not. it’s different for everyone, and you need to understand it’s 99% preventative care. if you don’t go to the class or do the homework, studying is going to fucking suck, bc you’re learning the material all at once for the first time. the place you should consider “studying” is “i’m confident in 70-90% of the material, but need to review.” do not let yourself fall behind .... just go to office hours and ask questions if ur not getting something. studying should feel like you’re remembering what you already knew but kinda forgot, not like you’ve been blindsided.

the whole “writing it down in ur own words” while u have been told this 700 times it really helps bc it means u gotta translate it through your own understanding. if you can’t, and it’s not bc the material seems too obvious to you to state in another way - ask yourself if you don’t understand the material. chances are u are missing a bit of info.

i know it’s like A Thing that Some People do but i never had the mental health points for it but i know some people just take 15 minutes after every class to review their notes. since i’m 100% early to every class ever, obnoxiously so, i try to do it before class. having the last class’s notes up in my head super helps. like. put down the phone i know you’re socially anxious me too but review those notes. chances are if u start flipping through pages other ppl will too. this is also fun bc as soon as you start this whole thing, at least one person will be like “is there a test?” no bitch there’s no test but im gonna be ready when there is!

literally so much of success is fucking posturing i could link about 800 peer-edited studies that show that when a student is expected to do well (and knows they are), they do well. like i literally didn’t change my appearance at all, never bothered to look nice (once winter hits i wear 67 layers all the time), but when i showed up after my 2 years off from school, i presented myself with the whole “i came here to win” vibe and people... really respected me? i mean in hs i remember ppl saying shit like “yeah, well, you aren’t gonna have the homework”. by the time i was in college i had an honest-to-god conversation which included someone being like “so tell me what you’re overachieving at right now” like they just expected it from me. wild.

i live by “bite off more than you can chew, and then CHEW IT” but it’s probably unhealthy. the truth is that i have a lot of energy all the time (lmao adhd!!!) and i used to get told i was “trying too hard” and for a long time (still???) i didn’t (i don’t?) know what that was, you know, bc i had a D average, clearly i wasn’t trying. it turns out i was just. putting all my energy into stuff that wasn’t making me happy like toxic friendships etc. when i decided “nope, all this energy is for me and my schoolwork”..... uhhhhh suddenly i was a golden child and everyone praised my try-hardness ... it’s a fuckt up system tbh

take at least 1 class just for fun. i try to do that every semester. it helps break up all the requirements. if you’re like an engineer and got no time or credits left to spend, try to audit your fun course.

make ur advisor love you i don’t care what it takes make them cupcakes show up to thank them i dONT CARE just do it

the library isn’t always the best place. if i start getting anxious bc i pavlovian train myself that library=work, i find a new place to go to do hw. try to go outside if you can!!! not like where i live bc like it’s snow all the time but try. a little green really really really helps depression.

if you’ve been in the same “Studying” place for 1 hour and haven’t done anything the chances are Something Isn’t Right. first, look @ ur body. are you not focusing bc of some pressing physical need? sometimes just taking a shower and coming back helps. are you uncomfy? are you too comfy and going to sleep? if body okay, look @ the material. do you not understand it? do you just need to switch to a new topic for a little bit? can you find a youtube video that will help you better understand it? make notes on what you don’t get so you can ask in the next class. if it’s not the material, it’s not ur bod, check the Actual Space. sometimes just getting up, going for a short walk to a new place, and trying it there actually? really works? if none of this is working.... try ur brain next. hardest to reset bc like, what, turn it on and off again? i use things like caffeine, a short workout, a nap, or a podcast all to just... give me a little boost.

don’t be afraid to leave. i mean this about class, friend groups, and the college ur at. just get up on outta there if ur not feelin it. i cannot recommend “drop the class” enough. even if it’s a required course see if u can switch the times if u hate the professor day 3 it’s not gonna get better just get the fuCK out

don’t nap in the same position u go to sleep in, nap upside down w/ur head away from ur pillow. don’t ask me why but it works to 1. fall asleep faster 2. make sure u sleep okay at night and 3. wake up less annoyed

on that note don’t ever do anything in ur bed in a sleeping position unless it’s genuinely sleeping in it. body will get confused. just sit up, lazybones.

when/if the library has those therapy dogs during finals week.... just go pet them make the time for it

ask before hugging people, but don’t expect a “yes”

get a backpack that fits and doesn’t hurt ur back u fuckin hippie idc how cool it is to wear ur backpack super low just don’t do it it’s not worth it

the tutoring center is a fucking goldmine.... free essay edits my dudes

bring a fan dorms are always hotter than u expect

switch dorms if u can if u realize ur in the wrong room/wrong roomate like just don’t bother with nonsense

when in doubt, follow preschool rules. tell ppl when they did something cool, just ask when u need help, and be confident even in your mistakes, because at least u tried

#anyway

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thedeepdarktrashpile · 6 years ago

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Ryden conspiracy theories/evidence/pls just be frens now...+ a short history of P!atd...(part 1)

DISCLAIMER I find all of this stuff on the internet so idk if it's yours just tell me and I will make sure you get credited anyways onwards...

Oh and another thing I don't hate Sarah. Sarah is a queen and Brendon and her are happy and I wouldn't want to ruin a happy couple cos that would be unfair anyhow oh and I also think it's important to have a bit of Panic! history that many people might not know about as it gives you an idea of the kind of time frame that im talking about also its intresting too.

And if u don't know what Ryden is (tbf idk why ur here but this will educate u) it's basically the ship name of Ryan Ross (ex guitarist and backing vocalist of panic!) and Brendon Urie (singer and last man standing)

Pre-Panic

Ryan Ross and Spencer Smith (ex-drummer of Panic!) have been friends even since they were little the photo below would prove this

They're so adorable 😊😊

In 9th grade they decide that they want to start up a band btw for reference Ryan and Spencer at that time attend (Bishop Gorman high school) and they invite Brent Wilson from Palo Verde high school to come and try out for bass along with another guy called Trevor they formed a band called Pet Salamnder this was when they were around 16 ish (They acctually still have a website for the band and you can go check it out if you want)

There some of the pics on the website but check out their bios as well because they made me laugh....

Here are some of their pics tho

Spencer and Ryan and the whole band together (Ryan😂😂)

Anyways don't really know what happened to Pet Salamander but in short they kind of lost Trevor (don't know correct me if im wrong but I think Trevor was the guitarist in the way things worked out it would make sense and I think there was another band they created in between these 2 bands but idk its not important) The band now needed a new guitarist. Brent who went to the same high school as Brendon told him he should audition for their band so Brendon did just that and became the guitarist. Orginally Ryan was meant to be the lead singer but Brendon then became the lead singer because they heard him do his singing and they though he was good. At the time especially Ryan and Brendon were having a hard time with their families and their education as they wanted to quit high school and as a result I think they both got kicked out of their houses . Brendon got a job at a smoothie shack to try and earn some money to pay for rent. He also would sing to people for tips. In other words they were hella broke.

Here is a screenshot from Ryan's livejournal (which he has now deleted) where Brendon would post underneath

I love ya' baby! wednesday. practice. be there of be....GAY!!

Brendon 😂😂

Anyways Ryan and Brendon started creating the demos for their album and Ryan decided to send them to Pete Wentz who was in the LV area recording under the cork tree with FOB. Pete listened to the demos and signed them up to his new record label decaydance after hearing them perform 2/3 songs.

I'm gonna leave you with some 2004 recording sessions this is filmed on a potato but is somehow high quality content of Ryan doing a this is our apartment tour its great

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So yeah that's cool and also hilarious in it's own ways (gay bars!! 😂😂)

AFYCSO era 2005/6

AFYCSO was released on the 27th September 2005 on that same day Ryan posted something in his livejournal (I'm not sure if it was just something to commemorate it being released or if he was acctually in a relationship at this time but here is what he put)

'Whisper babe...i'm as good as it gets in this town.whisper babe..i'm a fever you can't sweat out.These are my deepest thoughts and secrets under a microscope or spotlight.Forgive me if i'm not quite ready to give them to you.it's such a different feeling..when I see you smiling and singing back to me i'm still playing different pictures in my head that arn't so pleasent. I'm doing the best now to live in the song and not just the meaning.'

(Yes this could be about Brendon but when you read it again it dosen't sound like that at all it seems as if hes talking about the lyrics and the meanings of the songs of which have things he had to deal with in his childhood his dad being an alcoholic ect. But he tries to be happy with the fans who are smiling and singing and live in the moment not just the past)

Obviously AFYCSO became popular especially the song I write sins not tragedies came out but there's many different interviews and pic that i'm going to share below.

This is the one where Ryan says that Brendon washes his hair and he blushes red. It's adorable 😊

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Here is another 2005 interview by the same girl who thought Pete was called Jason 😂 but anyways it's old like just look at Ryan's hair he's in his troll phase still 😂

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This is another old interview that shows them acctually performing and only contain Brendon and Ryan talking about the band they're so awkward its adorable.

And here's a pic of them from a photoshoot

Idk but Brent looks so confused rn 😂

(Look at Brendon as well staring at Ryan...hmm..😉)

And here's an adorable pic of them together my bbs 😊❤

Look at them they're soo adorable ❤❤👌😊

Anyways 2006 is when it all became big for the boys who announced a tour and where becoming bigger than ever. At the end of 2005 to 2006 both Brendon and Ryan began dating scene queens Audrey and Jac. Pics below

Yup this is them together.

Idk when they breakup but they break up and some evidence that I've found online is very interesting.

Here is screenshots of chats that Audrey and Jac had online. The first picture shows that Jac is blaming Brendon for turning her bf (Ryan) gay

The next one shows kinda the same thing exept this time Audrey blamed Ryan for turning Brendon gay

Hmmmm... All very interesting I think....

(Note there's another conversation or so that I want to include in part one but it's way too long to put on this one post so i'm going to do a little post to finish off part 1. And also i'm obviously going to work on part 2 straight away but I just feel like the whole panic! and especially Ryden stuff needs to be updated abd i also find it super interesting as well. Also I feel I need to adress all the lyrics that could somehow lead to something to do with one another there's so much stuff out here and I need it all in one place cos im fed up of trawling the internet for all the theories and stuff never getting anywhere 😂)

#emo trash #emo #p!atd #panic! at the disco #brendon urie #ryan ross #ryden was real #ryden #spencer smith #brent wilson #pete wentz #afycso #a fever you can't sweat out #2004 #2005 #2006

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!!DISCONTINUED!! Klance - soulmate au (part 4)

Author’s notes:

update 12th July 2019: This story is unfortunately discontinued. There will not be a next part. I’m really sorry.

Read part 1

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“Bold” texts are from Keith, “italic” texts are from Lance

„Wow, that’s… rough?“

„Yes it is! I mean… I meant what I said. I just thought he would...”

“Say that he wants to be more than friends?”

“Yeah…” Lance put his head on the table they were studying at. The library was quiet and Lance had a hard time keeping his voice down while telling Hunk about his horrible not-date date.

“So how did the rest of the da…what happened after that?”

“Well, I was dying on the inside and pretended everything was fine on the outside. So, the usual.”

“Lance!”

Lance sighed and leaned back on his chair. The library’s ceiling suddenly seemed very fascinating to him. “We talked about stuff like favourite movies and such. I asked him about his bike. I had to leave for my seminar and he said he’d text me.”

“Well that doesn’t sound too bad,” Hunk decided and squeezed Lance’s shoulder supportively. “Maybe he just needs some time?”

“And what do I do if he doesn’t? I thought I’d be fine with being just friends but-,” he waved his hands around in a helpless motion. “I was basically doomed when he told me to be nice to my coffee in Spanish. I can’t just NOT crush on him now, you know. And that sucks… big time.”

Hunk smiled sympathetically at him and continued to flip through the book in front of him. “Just take it slow. Take a break for a few days and then invite him to do something and see what it feels like then. He’ll either change his mind or you could just bring me and Pidge along to make the friends thing easier. Maybe that’ll help?”

“Hmm. Yeah, maybe.”

Hunk closed his book and got up. “You up for visiting Pidge and Matt? I don’t think we’re gonna get anything done here right now. Also I think Matt finally got that video game you wanted to play so badly.”

“Nooo, Hunk. You wanted to study. I didn’t mean to distract you, I’m just gonna-“

“It’s fine, Lance. I can’t concentrate anyways. And you helped me so much with my last essay, I think I can go a day without studying.”

Lance smiled at him and got to his feet as well. “Okay. But I swear I’ll be back to normal tomorrow and then we’re gonna take a look at the stuff from Iverson’s physics lecture.” Hunk groaned loudly and made Lance laugh with his desperate expression. “I know, I know. But we both have to get better at that stuff.” He stood behind Hunk and made a gesture over his shoulder like he wanted to show Hunk a beautiful landscape.

“NASA, dude. NASA.”

“Ugh, you’re right. But Matt and Pidge now. My brain needs a break.”

Lance swung his backpack over his shoulder. “Maybe I get one of Pidge’s hugs. I love Pidge’s hugs.”

Hunk beside him nodded. “Everyone does, man. They’re the best.”

Wednesday

(3:15am): WTF DUDE? ???

(3:17am): I KNOW SORRY! Its our stupid neighbors having a party…

(3:18am): AT T HIS HOU R???

(3:18am): pls kill them for me

(3:20am): I would but prison isnt as appealing to me as you might think

(3:21am): So ur bad boy attitude knows boundaries? ;)

(3:22am): Dont mock me Im too tired for this

(3:24am): Yeh I can feel that

(3:24am): u really dont deal well without ur beauty sleep

(3:25am): Sorry :( And no, I really dont

(3:31am): KEEEEEEITHH do smth!!!!

(3:32am): I have a test tomorrow !!

(3:34am): OM G IT STOPPED

(3:35am): Keith?

(3:35am): did u kill them?

(3:36am): maybe

(3:36am): KE ITH!

(3:37am): I slipped an anonymous note under their door that I would kill their cat if they didnt turn off the music immediately…

(3:38am): O M G thats cruel

(3:38am): u dont threaten peoples pets

(3:38am): NOT COOL!

(3:39am): chill, I was joking. It said Id call the cops on them

(3:40am): Oh okay good hope ur not just saying that

(3:40am): Also thankk

(3:41am): no problem. Good night, Lance

(3:43am): Lance?

(7:36am): SORRY FELL ASLEEP!

(7:37am): Have fun at work today :)

Friday

(4:12pm): why

(4:25pm): what? u dont like it? ;)

(4:28pm): no

(4:29pm): oh come on! The queen is my best study motivation!

(4:30pm): please just stop

(4:32pm): KEITH! YOU INSULT BEYONCÉ YOU INSULT ME

(4:33pm): Can’t you study to something normal

(4:35pm): Normal normal or you normal?

(4:36pm): I dont care. Just no more beyoncé please. It’s been hours

(4:39pm): Lance?

(4:42pm): really?

(4:42pm): Evanescence? That’s mature…

(4:43pm): WAKE ME UP INSIDE

(4:43pm): WAKE ME UP INSIIIDE

(4:45pm): I hate you

(4:46pm): No u dont :)

(4:47pm): STOP THIS MADNESS!

(4:48pm): Hunk says if you come to a college thing with us tomorrow, he’ll stop me for you

(4:50pm): What kind of thing?

(4:51pm): dunno, Hunk wont say, but its really good apparently

(4:53pm): OKAY DEAL NOW PLEASE STOP

(4:54pm): Party-pooper

(4:56pm): Tell Hunk I love him

Keith got off his bike, took off his helmet and unzipped his leather jacket. He headed towards the university building with mixed feelings about what awaited him. He had fought with himself about coming today but eventually the curious side of him had won. Keith wanted to see what Hunk had planned for them and also even if it scared him to admit it…he missed Lance.

Logically he knew that it did not make any sense. They hardly knew each other. But emotionally he just… missed him. He sighed and blinked against the bright sunlight. He lifted his hand to shield his eyes against it and bumped into someone.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to-“

“Don’t sweat it. All good here.” A friendly voice interrupted him. The tall boy in front of him looked him over and tilted his head to the side. „Hey, are you Keith by any chance?”

Keith nodded. “The one and only.”

“Oh, great! I’m Hunk.“ Keith took the big hand he was offered and returned the welcoming smile. When Hunk gestured for them to move out of the sun and stand in the tall building’s shadow Keith followed him thankfully.

“Nice to meet you. Thanks for saving me yesterday by the way.”

“Oh, no problem. Lance can get like that sometimes when he’s stressed. He didn’t mean anything by it. You know… finals and all. He’s a bit on edge around this time of the year.”

“No, I get it. NASA is a big thing, who wouldn’t freak out, right?”

Hunk gave a nervous laugh. “Yah, I guess. So umm, Lance had to pick up our friend Pidge, they should be here-“

“Exactly now.” Lance’s voice interrupted them. He stopped next to Hunk and let Pidge whom he had been carrying just now slip off his back.

“Hey, Keith. This is Pidge. They use they pronouns. I guess you already know Hunk by now.” Lance smiled at him and clapped Hunk on the back.

Keith nodded and raised his hand in greeting at Pidge. Immediately he regretted the awkward gesture and lowered his hand quickly.

“What’s up butter cup.” Pidge replied with a grin completely ignoring Keith’s weird behavior, who in return just raised an eyebrow at their choice of words.

“Lance, why did you carry Pidge here? Did you take ‘pick them up’ literally again?” Hunk asked with his hands on his hips.

“They paid me two dollars.”

Pidge shrugged. “I didn’t want to walk. It’s too early.”

“It’s almost noon, Pidge.” Hunk said while shaking his head but there was a visible smile on his lips.

“Exactly. Way too early.”

“I feel you, Pidge.” Keith threw in. “I had three coffees before I got here.”

Pidge yawned and stretched their arms over their head. “Good thinking. I only had one and I feel dead inside.”

“So, Hunk. What is this thing? Why are we here?” Lance asked and absently patted Pidge’s head while they leaned against him, eyes closed and repeatedly yawning.

“We are here, because today…” Hunk made a dramatic pause, “They are having a lecture about space for family and friends of students and-“

“AHHH STAR CEILING?” Lance interrupted Hunk excited while bouncing up and down, Hunk just smiled and nodded.

“Yep, Star ceiling.”

“What exactly is star ceiling?” Keith asked confused. Judging from Lance’s reaction this had to be the best thing in the entire universe.

“It’s only the best thing ever, dude,” Lance started to explain while taking Keith’s arm and pulling him in the direction of a big building.

“They only do this once or twice a year when they have family day for the freshmen and around finals for the really stressed out students so they don’t go all homicidal and stuff.” They entered the lecture hall and Lance directed them to a row in the back. “It’s basically just a short lecture about space and planets and what we do here at college but at the end they turn off the lights and project stars on the ceiling and walls. Dude…it’s the most beautiful thing ever. It will change you!” He gestured for Keith to sit down in one of the empty seats and sat next to him.

Hunk took the seat on Keith’s other side and Pidge sat next to Lance. It seemed like they were just in time because a man holding a mic entered the small stage. From the corner of his eyes Keith saw Pidge leaning over to Lance and whispering something into his ear. A moment later Lance bent forward so that Hunk and Keith could both hear him.

“Sorry guys, we’re gonna get Pidge more coffee. They are literally about to murder someone. We’ll be back in a minute.” With that they both left the room and Keith was alone with Hunk, which he didn’t mind that much. They had only exchanged a few sentences but Keith already liked the guy.

The man on the stage started talking about the importance of astronomy and explained the different subjects they were teaching. Unfortunately he had a really boring and monotone voice and Keith immediately zoned out. Thank God Hunk was there to keep him entertained.

“I know this stuff isn’t really interesting, especially not when he’s talking,” Hunk pointed in the direction of the stage. “But it’s really worth it. Lance didn’t exaggerate…well maybe a little… but it actually is crazy beautiful.”

“So you three all study astronomy?” Keith asked. This was his opportunity to learn a bit more about Lance and his friends without this nervous feeling he got around his soulmate. Hunk somehow managed to create an atmosphere around him that immediately made Keith feel comfortable.

“Yeah. It was actually Lance who got me into this stuff when we were younger. We met Pidge here on our first day. They are this crazy genius and got into college early. They are only sixteen but way ahead of most of the students here. Turned out they and their brother Matt live in the same building as me and Lance so we hung with them a couple of times and now we’re all basically besties for life.”

“Space nerds unite,” Keith said with a smile.

“Haha, yeah. Basically.”

“So… do you and Pidge wanna get into NASA too or is that only Lance?” Keith checked the stage for a second but the guy was still talking about boring stuff and Keith noticed that a few other people in the audience had started quiet conversations.

“Well Pidge is as good as in, let’s be real. Me… well. Of course NASA is the dream for almost everyone at this university and I would be thrilled… but I’m not as set as Lance if that makes sense. I feel like I could work anywhere as long as I’m close to my friends.” Hunk shrugged and knitted his brows in deep thought before he cleared his throat.

“Lance is working really hard for it though. You have no idea how many scholarships he had to apply for before he finally got a foot in. Didn’t stop him though.” He smiled and Keith could feel how proud he was of his friend. “You know, the first year was rough. He failed an important test two times and was sure they were gonna kick his ass but he studied harder than all of us and now he’s always in the top 5.”

“Wow. That’s really impressive,” Keith heard himself say and immediately wanted to slap himself. Way to sound like a high school fangirl, Kogane. Can we please think before we speak, brain?!

“Yeah it is.” Hunk sighed, unfazed by Keith’s inner distress. “It’s also really hard to watch sometimes though…”

Keith raised an eyebrow at him.

“Not the part where he’s top of the class, no. I mean how he gets there. You can’t imagine how many all-nighters the boy pulls during finals and he always pushes himself to get better. I mean it’s great that he’s improving but sometimes I wish he would allow himself a break.” He stiffened and gave a quick laugh. “I’m talking too much again, aren’t I. Sorry, this must be a weird first impression.”

Keith didn’t say anything for a while and chewed on his lower lip. “Is it really that bad? I mean… I haven’t noticed anything and finals are just around the corner right?” He thought back to the few times he’d seen Lance. He had always looked cheery and well… relaxed.

Hunk seemed to be pondering over his answer for a while. That’s when they heard the door behind them open slowly and Lance and Pidge slipped back into the room, Pidge holding a coffee cup in each hand. Hunk leaned over a bit and whispered just before the other two sat down. “Look at his eyes, he thinks we don’t notice…”

Keith had no idea what he meant by that and was staring at a spot on the floor absently when Lance waved his hand in front of his face to get him out of his trance. “Keith, buddy, my man. They’re about to start, don’t pass out on me now!”

Keith blushed a little and sat up straighter. “Yeah, sorry. Not passing out. Now, let’s see your space magic thing. Hope it’s as good as you made it sound.”

The boy next to him grinned from ear to ear. “Better.”

The crowd around them applauded loudly. Apparently the speech part was over and somebody dimmed the lights, making everyone go silent. It was now completely dark in the hall. Keith could feel his palms getting sweaty. Why was this taking so long? He swallowed hard.

He whispered, almost inaudible “Lance?” but in this exact moment they turned on the projectors and surprised ahhhhs and ohhhs could be heard through the entire room.

Keith threw his head back so quickly he almost hit it on his seat’s backrest.

Lance’s words hadn’t prepared him for what he was seeing now at all. It was truly just… beautiful. Thousands of little stars were dancing on the ceiling and the floor and just everywhere. He knew he was sitting in a boring lecture hall and he felt incredibly stupid for even thinking so but for a moment he really felt like he was in space. His heartbeat sped up and his eyes wander around the entire room so quickly he was almost getting sick.

Keith was trying to take it all in before it stopped. The stars danced around his fingertips as he raised his hand in front of his face and watched. He wasn’t even questioning how the whole thing worked it was just too… too everything. In a good way.

“Sooo, did I promise too much?” Lance suddenly whispered next to his ear.

Keith just shook his head and then turned it to smile at him. “No, you didn’t. This is great! Thanks for inviting me to this.” Lance smiled at him and then quickly turned his head to the ceiling again. Neither of them mentioned that it had actually been Hunk who invited Keith.

Keith was still staring at Lance’s face from the corner of his eyes, watching the stars being projected onto his skin and their reflections in his eyes. He looked so beautiful like this, it made Keith’s head spin. He wanted to say something, to tell Lance how pretty he was but he bit his tongue instead. Just friends he reminded himself.

That’s when he remembered Hunk’s words from earlier and looked at Lance’s eyes more closely. What was he supposed to see? The long eyelashes? The small freckles underneath them? The well blended but thick layer of… concealer? Something clicked in his brain. Hunk had mentioned that Lance wasn’t sleeping enough and pushing too hard. Of course he and many others were unable to tell if they didn’t know what to look for. Lance had covered up his dark circles almost perfectly. Almost… Keith turned his gaze to the ceiling again and frowned. Why was he pretending to be fine? It was normal to be tired around finals wasn’t it? Why was he trying to hide it?

“Ladies and gentlemen, I’m afraid we have to end this now since our time is up,” a voice sounded from the front of the room. “Thank you all for coming and enjoy the rest of your day on campus.” They turned off the projectors and disappointment could be heard all around. Some classical song started to play and people started to shift but the lights were still out. Keith dug his nails into his palm and tried to breathe evenly. It’s fine, he tried to tell himself. They’re gonna turn them back on every second. Only they didn’t.

“Ladies and gentlemen, it appears we’re having some trouble back here. We’re sure everything will be fixed soon,” the voice echoed again. “Always a bit hard to find the light switch in the dark.” The voice said and gave a fake laugh. Some parents laughed as well. Keith didn’t. He gulped and pressed deeper into his seat.

He could feel Lance stir in the dark next to him and a hand touching his shoulder. “Keith? Are you okay?” Before Keith could even think of something to respond with the lights were finally turned back on. Keith let out a very deep breath he hadn’t noticed he was holding until now. He quickly unclenched his hands and turned his head to give Lance a small smile.

“All good, yes. I’m a bit sad it was over so quickly though.”

Lance looked at him questioningly for a second longer before he returned the smile. “Right? I wish they would do this more often!”

The group got up and headed out before the mass of people in the hall could block the aisles. The bright sunlight blinded Keith for a moment when they walked outside and he held up his helmet to shield his eyes. Someone walked into him from behind and he quickly turned around to apologize for stopping in the doorway but it was Lance he was looking at. An elderly woman complained about them being in her way and they stepped aside and walked a few feet to get away from the mass.

“Sorry for bumping into you,” Lance started, “It’s just,” he pointed at the helmet in Keith’s hand. “I didn’t notice before because I was so excited about the star thing but… did you bring your bike?” Hunk listened to their conversation and laughed looking at Lance now. Keith didn’t exactly understand what he thought was so funny and turned to Pidge for help but they were just quietly smiling at the whole scene.

“Ummm, yes? It’s how I got here. I don’t have a car, soo…” Keith shrugged a little lost.

“Awesome! I mean great. I mean...,” Lance scratched his head. “Can I see it?”

“Uhh, sure. I parked right over there.” Keith pointed over his shoulder. Lance didn’t even wait for the others. He was already on his way to the parking lot, almost running. When the others caught up with him he was inspecting Keith’s bike and admiring the details of the machine by almost touching it with his nose.

Hunk and Pidge seemed kind of impressed too and Hunk slapped Keith’s shoulder. “Sweet ride, Keith!” He joined Lance in walking around the bike to get a better look. “Lance mentioned you work at a workshop. Did you build this yourself?”

Keith nodded and then realised that Hunk wasn’t looking at him so he couldn’t see. “Yah, I did. It was the first project I did without Shiro’s help. Took me a while to find all the parts. I could get a better bike if I wanted but I’m kind of sentimental I guess.”

Lance nodded. “No I get it. It’s a bit like it’s your child, right? I mean… you made her.”

Keith smiled. “Yeah. I guess.”

Pidge gave a fake cough to get everyone’s attention and pointed at the bike. “If you’re finished drooling over that can we go get some food please?”

“That?” Keith repeated in a fake hurt tone.

“They’re secretly loving this more than Lance and me. You should see the stuff they build. We should visit you at your shop and just leave Pidge there for a few hours. They’d have the time of their life.” Hunk chuckled at the expression on Pidge’s face after his revelation.

“Speaking of food though,” Lance looked at Keith and tilted his head, “We thought about grabbing a bite at Planet Altea. You in?”

Keith considered for a moment. He could spend some more time with them and get to know them better. He probably should. Shiro would tell him to… but he also really wanted to go home. The light incident had seriously freaked him out even if he didn’t want to show it. He’d rather calm down at home, alone, where he could stop pretending and no one would see what a mess he really was after such a small thing.

“Sorry, I need to leave. Shiro wants to visit an old friend of his and he’s dragging me along.” Lie. Shiro never dragged him anywhere Keith didn’t want to go. Apart of from that Shiro wasn’t even home right now.

Lance chewed his lower lip. “Ohh. Okay. We’ll text then?” The disappointed look on his face made Keith feel bad instantly.

“Yes definitely. It was really great. Thank you all for taking me.” Let me leave let me go.

Pidge and Hunk said goodbye and they watched Keith take off quickly. Lance waved one last time before he was out of sight, but Keith didn’t turn around to see it.

Usually driving calmed him down but he felt himself get more anxious with every mile. He was glad he could finally take off the helmet when he arrived at his and Shiro’s place because he could breathe more freely instantly. He put the bike in the garage, unlocked the front door and took the elevator up to their floor. After hastily unlocking the front door and locking it after himself again, he immediately kicked off his boots and headed for his bedroom.

He’d learned a few breathing techniques during his never ending counseling sessions and was really glad about that right now. After some minutes of leaning against his door he got his breathing under control. His thoughts however where still spinning, so he put his favourite playlist on shuffle and flopped down on his bed.

After a couple of songs Keith took out his phone to ask Shiro when he would be home and noticed he had gotten a few messages.

(2:17pm): Hey, u ok?

(2:18pm): Getting kind of an anxious vibe over here?!

(2:20): Also thats an awful lot of emo music for someone who insists hes not emo ;)

Shit. Sometimes he forgot the soulmate connection was a thing.

(2:33pm): Sorry! Yes I’m good

There was an immediate response.

(2:33pm): U sure? Doesnt feel like it

(2:35pm): Idk

(2:36pm): Maybe not

(2:36pm): do you wanna talk? I can call u

Keith’s whole body tensed. Was he ready for that? Should he lie, maybe say he was tired and wanted to nap or something? Should he tell the truth? He frowned.

(2:37pm): I’m not… good at phone calls

(2:37pm): Np u can just listen and I’ll do the talkin

(2:39pm): that’d be ok?

Keith swallowed. Shiro probably wouldn’t be home for a while and he really needed to talk to someone. The question was if Lance was safe to talk to? Would it overstep the friendship line? Why could things never be easy…

(2:42pm): yes, ok

[Incoming call: Lance McClain]

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Yeah after 500 years I finally updated. I could explain at length why it took my so long but it comes down to this: I was stressed, I was depressed, I’m sorry but now it’s finally here! Hooray!

As always a big THANK YOU to @alteanmoonchild for being my beta and for reading every new draft and honestly telling me when what I wrote isn’t good so I can improve and grow. I love us working together on this <3

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