#and also if a kid spends all of class playing games or talking or w/e and when i tell them to do their assignment they

[lesbianstarlightglimmer]

love how my students have called me a karen yet the ones who demand their way immediately and refuse to listen to reason/policies you have no control over and try to pull the “legal card” (aka “it’s illegal for you to [thing that is very legal]”) and say that I don’t help them while they were “too busy” talking to friends/playing games/horsing around/etc to listen

[citrus-simp]

Hope everything is okay. I just wanted to say I love your writing and both blogs :) if you ever do open requests again, and even if you do you don’t have to write this. But how about a drabble of levi and his wife who have 2 sons and 1 daughter named Kutchel who is 3/4. Levi loves all his kids but kinda has a soft spot for kutchel🥺 and sometimes her brothers exclude her from play n are mean to her so she comes up to him trembling like “why won’t they play w me daddy”. Cue levi. Rest is up to u.

{AN}-> first of all, thank you so much for the love and support and of course for reading my work! And yes I am doing better thank you for the wishes! I am and ULTIMATE simp for papa Levi!

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"I'm home" Levi called out as he slipped out of his work shoes and hung his blazer

"Dad! Look what I won today at practice!"

"Dad look at the grade I got o my test today!" your sons yell as they ran to their father holding up objects for him to look at.

Your eldest Liam who was 8 showed him what his football coach gave him, at practice. He had done very well and had gotten a button that said MVP on it, he was very proud of himself. Eli, your younger son who was 6, wanted him to know how well he was doing in his classes. He was top of his class and loved to show you both how hard he worked

"Congrats to both of you, I'm proud of you both for working so hard," he said ruffling their hair, gaining a big smile from them both

"Welcome home, Levi" you popped in with Kutchel in your arms, pecking Levi's lips. Your youngest and only daughter, Kutchel. She was 3, and definitely had Levi wrapped around her little finger.

The thing was, not only was she named after his mother, she looked so much like her! Of course, she had certain things from you but her eye shape, and nose were from his mother. Unfortunately, Levi lost his mother before Kutchel was born. It took a toll on him, all the things she had done to care for him, her sacrifice, everything.

He felt as though he was never able to repay her. Next thing you know about a year later, you found out about your pregnancy, with your first girl. The day she was born, Levi felt something he never had before. It was almost like he had completely healed from his loss when he looked at her.

"Papa!" she reached out for her father to take her, which he gladly did

"Hey there princess," he said kissing her chubby cheek "what did you do today?"

"Me and mama went to the park and I fed the birdies," she said with a rosy smile.

"Oh look at you doing big girl things! I'm so proud of you princess." he smiled at her and raised her above his head. Her brothers watching a bit disappointed from a distance.

Did they hate their sister? No. Their parents taught them to respect and love their sister, which they did. But at their age, jealousy was something big among siblings. Seeing how their father would be more affectionate towards their sister made them feel different. They saw that their father would gravitate more to their sister than to them. Or he would put her first before them when asked to spend time with them.

Of course, you had noticed this way before time. You had asked him when you were pregnant with Eli that he wouldn't have favorites and love all your kids equally. You knew that could make a bad relationship with his kids and between siblings so you wanted to avoid it. Sometimes you'd step in and try to give your sons the same praise, but of course, they still wanted their father's attention.

"Liam why don't you go and find a nice place to put that MVP button in your room, like a trophy" you try and lighten the mood "and Eli, I'm sure I have a frame for that test of yours" thank the god it actually worked as both boys run in different directions for each of their own things to do.

"Levi, did you see the boys' accomplishments?' you ask

"Y/N, I know where you're going with this. I paid attention to all of them, Liam is doing great in football, and Eli is practically a genius," he said putting down Kutchel

"*sigh* I know I just-"

"Want no one hurt I know, well how about you meet me in the kitchen and we can talk it out alright? Kutchel sweetheart, why don't you go and play with your brothers while I talk with mommy okay?" he said ruffling her hair

" 'Kay!" she said running up the stairs to where she'd find her brothers most likely.

"And what would this talk be about?" you ask raising an eyebrow as his hands found your waist

"Oh just about how I have some time to kiss you properly~"

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" 'iam" Kutchel said as she enters his room, Eli in the same as they played together "can I pway with you and E-i?"

"No Kutchel, go away" Liam sneered "we don't play with babies"

"I'm not a baby!" she pouted

"Go away Kutchel, you're not smart enough to play this game either way," Eli said motioning to the board where he and his brother were playing chess "Maybe dad wants your company" Eli may be smart but he also got his father's sassy mouth

"B-but I wanna pway with you" he pouted trying not to cry as she sniffed

"Kutchel just go away, ugh you're so annoying when you cry"

"Yeah, and only babies cry."

"I-I not...a-a baby," she said as tears pooled in her eyes, of course, they would tease her playfully at times but this time Kutchel really did feel hurt

"Whatever, the only reason gives you so much attention is 'cause you were a mistake and he doesn't want you feeling bad" Eli sneered without thinking

"N-not true!" she stopped her feet as tears started to fall from her eyes, but she just couldn't handle any more ridicule from her brothers and left.

Meanwhile, you and Levi were in the kitchen caught in a makeout session when you heard a certain someone crying "Papa, mommy!"

It wasn't a regular call, she sounded hurt and heartbroken causing you both to separate quickly

"Kutchel, sweetheart what happened?" you ask as you kneel down and she crashes into your arm and lets out all her tears. Levi kneels beside you and strokes her back trying to comfort her some more

"P-papa, why won't 'iam let me play?" she asked her father as she peaked from your shoulder "T-they say I was a mistake.." she sniffed and you swore you could see the fire in his eyes. You stood up with Kutchel in your arms as Levi shot up and walked towards the stairs

"Levi! Levi, keep your anger in control, don't you dare-"

"Y/N, I won't do anything brash, but they can't say crap like that. I for sure didn't raise them this way. Just watch Kutchel, I'll talk to the boys"

Levi would NEVER lay a hand on his kids, but you didn't want him scolding either. However, they couldn't just say what they wanted to their sister thinking it was okay. Especially to the point of her crying.

"Come on baby, let's go watch the birds outside okay?"

Meanwhile, Levi is now knocking on Liam's door "Liam, Eli, come downstairs" he said while taking the lead waiting on them. He sat in a chair in front of the sofa and watched his sons take a seat. They looked like they knew what happened...

"Is there something you want to tell me? Like why Kutchel came to us crying? Asking if she was a mistake?" he said with a firm voice but not yelling at them. But enough to let them know he was very serious about the situation. Eli started to fidget with his fingers while looking down in his lap. Liam keeps eye contact with his father trying to keep a straight face.

"We didn't want to play with her so we said that so she'd leave..." Liam said

"That doesn't justify calling her a mistake. All three of you are here because your mother and I wanted you and we were happy as hell to have all of you."

"Even if you wanted all of us, it's not like you love all of us the same" Eli said crossing his arms

"Eli, that isn't-"

"you always put her first. Even if we come to you, whenever she comes you act more affectionate and happy with her just existing"

"We always have to do something just to get your attention...it sucks dad..." Liam added, "why can't you just love us how you love her?"

Levi was honestly hurt. He didn't want this to happen. He loved his sons to the moon and back. Maybe it was true that Kutchel got more attention from him but it didn't mean he didn't love them

"Boys, do you remember grandma?" Levi asked relaxing his posture a bit. Both boys nodded "Well, your sister looks a lot like my mother, it's why we gave her that name. I think I got attached to her in a way to cope with losing her. But I never want you to think I don't love you." he said kneeling in front of the two children

"The day you were both born were two of my happiest moments. You know I cried the first time you walked to me, Liam? And the day you told off Hanji made me laugh, Eli" he shared with them "I love Kutchel, but I also love you both to the end of my days. But I am sorry." he apologized opening his arms for them.

Hopping off the couch they have a warm group hug

"Alright, you two. I apologized but you still have some apologizing to do with your mother and sister," he said taking their hands and walking to the back porch where you sat with Kutchel

Levi clears his throat "You and Kutshcel have some visitors" he said with a nod to his hands

"Oh? What would these visitors like to say?" you ask in hope of a good outcome

"We're sorry we were mean to you Kutchel" Eli started

"Yeah, we didn't mean it, really. We were a little jealous but we never meant to hurt you. We love you" Liam followed

Kutchel pouted, not making eye contact "Really?" she asked

"Really really." they both offer a smile Kutchel jumps up from your arms and runs to hug her brothers. Walking over to Levi you kiss his shoulder and say

"Guess you'll be getting a reward for this accomplishment~"

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[writing-fanics]

[] Corpse Husband x Fem!Reader []

Summary: years after he had dropped out of school due to personal reasons leaving his first friend behind. He runs into her mother years after to only get news, he didn’t expect nor want to hear.

Warning: angst| death| Corpse being sad| mentions of depression.

He remembered her smile

Her laugh

Everything about her, how her cheeks would puff when she pouts like some anime character.

He loved that about her.

She was his first friend in school, she approached him tried to strike up a conversation.

She was also the shy kid, while he liked computers and English, she loved art and science.

Everytime she talked to him though she would get flustered, start stuttering words that would almost incomprehensible.

Maybe she has a crush on him?

The amount of time the two would spend at eachother’s houses playing video games, shouting.

“I’m gonna beat you Corpse!” She shouts ane he gently punches her arm,

“No your not! I’m gonna kick your ass!” He says back and she just burst out laughing.

“Oh yeah!?” She shouts, and a few minutes later he loses.

“No fair you cheated.” He says and she shakes her head,

“Nope I won fair and square.” She says to him, and he tackles her to the ground.

“Admit it you cheated!” He shouted at her playfully, and she shakes her head.

“No no no I won’t.” She says to him.

“Then you leave me with no choice.” He says and he begins to tickle her, and she screams and laughs.

“No no ahh! Corpse stop no!” She giggles trying to push Corpse off.

“Okay okay I cheated!” She says laughing, and Corpse stops .

“So you admit you cheated.” He asks looking at her, and she nods lying obviously she didn’t cheat he just sucks at the game they were playing.

“Yep. I cheated even though it’s obvious you suck at this game”. And he tackled her again, and tickled her again this time harder..

He loved those times he spent with her, just spending time with eachother like friends do.

And when he had to leave school he hated it but he had to his, personal reasons were getting in the way.

He did spend time with her but it eventually stopped, and [Y/n] started to become depressed.

Thinking her first friend she made, didn’t wanna spend time with her anymore, thought she was annoying.

She loved him, and she didn’t want to admit it but she has a crush on him. Keeping it to herself whenever around him.

Days

Weeks

Months

Years passed

Until one day while at the store Corpse bumped into her mother, and the two talked after leaving the store.

And he asked, “H-how’s Y/n doing!” And he noticed her expression turned to happy, to sad.

She looked down, and back up at him.

“I-it pains me to say this but, s-shes gone. She passed away in a car accident back in 2016. A month after her birthday.” She says on their verge of tears.

And it was like the world around him caved in,

“W-what?” He says in shock and she looks at him,

“She died. I’m so sorry I wish we could’ve told you sooner but we had no idea where you were or if you had moved. I’m so sorry Corpse.” She says looking down,

And it was as if someone stabbed him in the heart, this wasn’t true it can’t be.

This is a nightmare right?

She isn’t gone she can’t be..

But sadly she was..

He stood before her grave, as the rain fell tears brimmed his eyes as he fell to his knees.

Here Lies,

Y/n M/n L/n

1997-2016

Loving, Daughter, Friend, and Aunt.

He sobbed as he looked at the tombstone the epitaph, that had the name of his first friend carved on it.

“I’m so sorry I wasn’t there.” He cried his hands covering his face, as he remembered.

Her smile

Her laugh

He couldn’t believe she was gone..

Dear Corpse,

I know your never gonna even read this so why am I even writing this? But here I go... I know things are hard for you in life, I know your medical conditions aren’t the best at all. And you think that you’re alone but your not. You have me, my family and I’m sure there are people who care about you, as much as I do. My mother thinks of you as her son, my father the same my older brother sees you as a little brother. From the moment I saw you in class I don’t know what I was feeling butterflies in my stomach, basically I had a humongous crush on you. And I was afraid of telling you in fear of ruining our friendship, I love you so much Corpse. And I hope one day maybe we’ll cross paths again.

Love Y/n xoxoxo

He clenched the letter in his hands, and cried. Throughout all the years of his life, she was the most important person.

And he had lost her, he loved her from the moment she talked to him.

The moment he looked into her [e/c] eyes at school, the moment played video games with her for the first time.

From that day one he visited her grave everyday despite his anxieties, he talked to her as if she was there.

And she was watching him in spirit form, even though he couldn’t see her, he knew she was there.

Omg I cried while writing this

[lovelylunarwriting]

Haechan Soulmate!AU

The first words your soulmate says to you are the words tattooed on your wrist.

Ever since you transferred from your old high school to this new one, all you've tried to do is not draw too much attention to yourself. 

The first couple days after you transferred in the middle of the year, you made a few friends and called it quits as far as climbing any social ladders goes. It's just not something that interested you. 

There is, however, someone who is interested in you. And his name is Jaemin. 

By some stroke of luck (to him), Jaemin managed to have almost every class with you. The only class he doesn’t have with you is fourth period history, the final class period of the day. 

You don't really know Jaemin, but it seems that trouble follows him everywhere. 

Trouble being his entourage of friends who are probably some of the most chaotic people you've ever encountered. 

Your last school was a lot more boring than this, so at least these boys keep you entertained. And generally speaking they keep the entire class entertained. 

They're all just so loud and not very low-key about their antics. 

Which is funny most of the time but can get annoying if done too often. 

Back to Jaemin though.

Jaemin has been obsessed with you ever since you transferred but is too nervous to talk to you- let alone ask you out. 

Some of his friends however, are astonishingly bold. One of these friends being Haechan.

And Haechan (along with most of Jaemin’s friends) is absolutely tired of him moping around all the time wondering if you’re his soulmate or not.

Renjun: “Dude just talk to them. Then you’ll know”

Jaemin: “Respectfully- no thanks”

Jisung: “Fine but if you don’t do anything you’re not allowed to whine about it”

Haechan: “I second that”

Jaemin: “Ugh but it’s bothering me! They could be my soulmate and I can’t know unless I talk to them but I can’t taLK to them?? Ya know??”

Renjun: “No we don’t know, just do it. Even if you’re nervous”

Jaemin: “But what if they’re not my soulmate?”

Jisung: “True, what if they’re MY soulmate?”

Chenle: “Oooo plot twist…”

Jaemin: “They’re not your soulmate, Jisung. You don’t suit them at all”

Jisung:”Oh and YOU do?”

Jaemin: “I could!!”

Jeno: “This isn’t helping! If Jaemin wants to talk to them then he will”

Jaemin: “Thank you, Jeno”

Jeno: “...but also could you talk about something (other) than them sometimes? It's getting old”

The next day Jaemin runs into the school building early, and up to the third floor staircase, where the boys usually hang out before the bell rings. 

He goes on this entire rant about how life’s too short and he’s gonna finally talk to you and confess his feelings.

The boys nod along and try to encourage him but… deep down they all know he’s not gonna do it.

Jaemin explains his plan to the eager listeners:

He’s gonna pass you a note during third period, since that’s the last class of the day he has with you.

Because then he doesn’t actually have to talk and risk saying something dumb. His logic is, that if you are his soulmate and he says something stupid, you might be pissed at him because that’s tattooed on you forever.

In his words, “I gotta make it count!”

Everyone agrees that this is an okay plan (Renjun claimed to have a better one but was quickly hushed), and that Jaemin should meet up with them after fourth period (the last class of the day), and tell them how it goes.

Jaemin agrees, the bell rings, and everyone goes their separate ways.

Jaemin spends the next five hours regretting his life decisions and desperately trying to refrain from nervous-puking up his breakfast (and later lunch).

Finally, third period arrives and as Jaemin walks in, you meet his gaze.

You think literally nothing of it, because you are more focused on cramming for the history quiz you’re gonna have to take next class period.

Why must you know every president and their political party? Because fuck you, that’s why.

Or at least that’s the thought that runs through your head almost the entire class because they’re going over Shakespeare and some other boring poetry stuff.

Jaemin though…. Jaemin is s w e a t i n g. Clammy palms, moist back, the whole package.

He asks the teacher if he can go to the bathroom (as an excuse but also because he feels like he might throw up his lunch after all), and slides the note onto your desk while you’re turned talking to your friend about how next period is gonna s u c k.

Jaemin leaves the room, and you lean back against your desk, unknowingly knocking the note onto the floor.

When he comes back inside (after like fifteen minutes of pacing in the bathroom and trying to not be anxious), Jaemin walks back to his seat but slows down when he passes you, giving you a chance to respond.

You though, have no idea of this boy and his well-meant schemes, so you just ask “You good, Jaemin?” as he hovers around your desk.

Jaemin blinks a few times, looks at his wrist, and sadly sighs. 

“Yeah… I’m fine”, he says, and plops down in his seat.

He traces the words “Wait- if it’s not butter, then what is it?” on his wrist with his finger, feeling stupid that he thought you might say that to him.

The context wasn’t right at all, but wishful thinking got the best of him.

He thought about texting the group chat and letting them know that you weren’t the one, but decided it was too embarrassing of an event to have to write out over text.

You on the other hand, still blissfully unaware of the shenanigans going on around you, head to your last class.

Dreading the quiz to come, you glue your nose to your textbook until the very last second.

The bell rings, the teacher hands out the quiz, and you write down everything you just spent the past hour cramming so you don’t forget it.

You finish early enough, and walk up to the teacher’s desk to turn in your paper.

The whole way there, you feel like someone’s watching you. And when you turn around to make your way back to your seat, you lock eyes with one of Jaemin’s friends, Haechan.

Sitting down, you space out and think about if maybe that Jaemin is the Jaemin your tattoo is referring to.

Your soulmate tattoo mentions the name Jaemin, but you never bothered talking to the boy because it wouldn’t make sense for him to talk about himself in the third person.

Plus, Jaemin is a pretty common name. If you jumped up every time you heard the name, you’d never sit down.

Something snaps you out of your thoughts. It’s that feeling again, like you’re being stared at.

You glance over and see Haechan looking at you again. He mouths something to you, but you can’t make out what he’s saying.

The only word you think you see is “soulmate”.

Maybe he saw your wrist and thinks Jaemin is your soulmate?? But you’ve already talked to Jaemin before, just last period. And it wasn’t him.

When the final bell rings, before you can get out of your seat, Haechan glides over to the front of your desk, slamming his palms on top of it.

Haechan: “You know Jaemin has a big ol’ crush on you, right? It’s so obvious”

You: “I guess I do now, since you just told me, but I don’t see it going anywhere if I’m being honest”

Haechan: “Is he not your-”, he starts but stops abruptly.

Haechan stares at you, wide-eyed, and then power walks out of the room.

You sit there with your mouth agape, looking back and forth from your wrist to the door he stormed out of.

“You know Jaemin has a big ol’ crush on you, right?”

It- you didn’t think it would be about this Jaemin. He was always so quiet around you and you literally hadn’t spoken to him until today.

As a kid you used to get your hopes up every time you met someone named Jaemin, thinking someone they knew was your soulmate, but after the fifth or sixth Jaemin it became too exhausting.

You’d honestly low-key forgotten about it by now… because the stress of school kind of gets in the way of life.

BUT NOW WE’VE GOT A LOT TO UNPACK BECAUSE JAEMIN HAS A CRUSH ON YOU BUT HAECHAN IS YOUR SOULMATE.

Loud, boisterous, diva, Haechan.

Speaking of Haechan though, he’s trying to figure out what the hell to do now.

Does he tell Jaemin? Or should he just not say anything?

Luckily, by the time Haechan meets up with the boys outside the school, Jaemin hasn’t shown up yet.

Haechan: “Okay I have bad news and good news and I don’t know which to say first”

Jeno: “Then just say both at once”

Haechan: “Okay well uh Y/N isn’t Jaemin’s soulmate”

Chenle: “Yeah I didn’t think so because of the butter thing, but how do you know?”

Haechan: “Because I talked to them and they’re my soulmate”

Jaemin: “They’re what?”

Jaemin had just gotten close enough to hear the conversation, but he heard every word.

Dead silence fell upon the group, Haechan not daring to make eye contact with Jaemin.

Jaemin: “Honestly Haechan… congrats”

Haechan: “What?”

Jaemin: “They’re not my soulmate and I’ve known that since third period. That’s what I came to tell you guys, but I guess you beat me to it. I’m not mad at you, it’s not like you could help it”

A collective sigh of relief and some quick banter, then the boys head their separate ways home.

Jaemin’s relieved to finally know one way or the other, and Haechan is now the one who gets to be a nervous wreck.

He’s not nearly as bad as Jaemin was though. He’s overthinking for about half an hour, and then just mildly jittery until he sees you tomorrow in fourth period.

Before you can say anything, Haechan repeats his routine of walking right up to you and planting his hands on your desk.

Haechan: “Hi so apparently we’re soulmates but I don’t know you very well but I want to and I don’t know if you’re busy or like boba but on Fridays we go get boba and play board games and it’s Friday so I thought you might-”

You: “I love boba. And board games. What time?”

Haechan: “O- oh. I thought I was going to have to convince you. Right after school we head across the street to that new boba place. It’s usually just me, Jisung, Chenle, and Jeno”

You: “Okay, then I’ll just walk with you after this class, right?”

Haechan: “...right. Shouldn’t you be more careful? I’m inviting you to go hang out with a bunch of guys you don’t know”

You: “You’re my soulmate. And I don’t know you very well, but you seem like a really sweet person”

This sends Haechan into a blushing frenzy, and it's all he can do to not sneak glances at you for the rest of fourth period.

He collects himself a bit, and when the bell rings he escorts you to the courtyard where you see three mildly familiar boys.

You think one of them is in your grade, but the other two look younger.

After Haechan introduces you and each boy briefly introduces themselves, the awkward politeness fades away and what replaces it can only be described as anarchy.

“Did you know Haechan fell asleep during our choir concert while some girl was doing a solo and he snored so loud she shushed him?”

“Yeah and Haechan can be dramatic at times so if he’s being too extra just let us know and we’ll keep him in check”

“Oh remember that time when we were long-boarding and the path flooded but Haechan tried to cross it anyway? Legend says the board is still floating down the creek to this day….”

It became a shit show of “who can embarrass Haechan the most”, but after a lot of complaining from Haechan and threats to do this to them when they found their soulmate, the boys managed to stop themselves.

Everyone orders their boba, and you all play uno, jenga, and other games until it becomes dark out.

Jisung: “Shit guys, it’s getting late. I don’t wanna miss the train”

You: “Yeah and I hate walking alone in the dark. I should probably go soon”

Haechan: “It’s fine, I’ll walk you home”

You: “Really? I was right, you are sweet~”

Chenle: “What but Haechan you usually walk with me! Now I’m gonna have to walk alone!”

Haechan: “Go spend the night at Jeno’s then! Walk home with him!”

Jeno: “Yeah let’s have a sleepover~”

Chenle: “Fine but we’re playing mario kart”

The boys disperse, and you lead Haechan down the street towards your house, chit chatting the whole way.

Even though it’s been a short amount of time, you and Haechan kind of just…  click together.

But that’s the whole point of soulmates, so you’re not that surprised.

He drops you off, but not before you ask for his number.

Haechan: “Wh- why?”

You: “So you can text me when you get home. I want to make sure you get there safe”

Haechan: “o- oh…”

You: “And so I can text you in general, of course”

Haechan seems to lighten up at this.

You head inside and immediately go to sleep, dreaming of the future you would have with that boy from your history class.

Oh and also Haechan failed the history quiz from the day before

34%. Rest in rip.

[zashamalkin]

Translation of Anna Kasterova’s live interview on 5/29/20.

Thanks to my amazing Gino Anon, the entire interview is translated below the cut. Final word count, btw, is 2405 so like, send big thanks their way. Holy shit! 

Anna got sick few days before the interview. Not covid, just a cold, that later turned into otitis. It was very painful, but now she’s feeling way better, though she still has some trouble hearing with her left ear. They talk a bit about the weather in Miami (it’s been raining there for a few days, but it’s still pretty hot). Igor asks if they’re allowed to swim during the quarantine. Anna says that the 1/ 

beaches were recently open, but there are obviously rules about keeping the safe distance. “Is Zhenya a good swimmer?” “Yeah, he’s great. He’s spending a lot of time with Nikita, teaching him how to swim. More in the pool though, than in the ocean.” “How do you and Zhenya feel about the latest news in NHL?” “I think, the idea is pretty good. Everyone has been waiting on some news about this season. I asked Zhenya if he preferred for the season to be cancelled. He said, he wanted to finish it 2/ 

properly. This season has been great for him, he’s in a great shape. And even though he hasn’t been skating for 2 months, he’s still been training pretty hard, running, roller skating and he didn’t lose his shape.” She thinks everything is turning pretty good so far and it’s great that the teams will have a time for training camps and a chance to go to playoffs.“In your opinion, were the players mentally prepared to continue the season?” “I think, those, who genuinely want to go to playoffs, 3/ 

have been working very hard to be ready, when the time comes. But, for sure, there are some players, who spent more time relaxing, rather than training. A lot of teams are asking their players to come back and start training on the ice and not all of the players follow their instructions.” “What are the rules about practice right now? Are they allowed to train in groups or…?” “There are no details about it yet. It haven’t even been decided yet, what cities will be chosen as Hub cities. So far 4/ 

the coaches are asking players to stay in shape. They have video calls together, where they go through different footage every time. But, as far as I understand, the organization and the coaching staff are ready for the players to come back.” “How do the players feel about the new rules for playoffs this season?” “No negative feelings. They’ve been under a lot of mental pressure, not knowing anything about the season and the playoffs. Everything seems pretty logical and they’re very happy to 5/ 

get back on ice and to have a chance to fight for SC.” “Is there any inside information about what cities will be chosen as Hubs?” “No one knows anything for sure. But I know that they’re very carefully considering epidemiological situation in the cities and will choose the safest options. ” *I SUCK at translating hockey terminology from Russian to English, so I’m sorry if anything is incorrect.* “Do you think it would’ve been fairer to include the numbers of “play-in” (I have no idea what he 6/ 

means by “play-in”) as well as the Robin Rounds into the statistics of regular season? Because it would give the players, like Ovechkin and Panarin, and Malkin to gain more points.” “It’s a very difficult question. But I’m sure NHL and NHLPA have gone over all the possible scenarios and have chosen the best one.” “How has Geno been handling the quarantine?” “He’s been very calm and collected. He’s been doing great mentally, smiling and cracking jokes, and keeping us safe and happy.” “Why did 7/

your family (meaning Geno, Anna and Nikita) decide to do a covid testing in early April?” “I had a pneumonia in November and wanted to find out for myself, if it was covid-induced, if I had any antibodies for the virus. But all the testing came back negative. None of us had it.” “What books did you and Zhenya read during the quarantine?” “Zhenya likes to read fantasy books. He’s been reading “Quantum Warrior: The Future of the Mind” by John Kehoe.” “Does he read in English?” “No, in English 8/

he’s mostly watching TV shows.” “I was very impressed by the story, that after his 1st season in NHL, Zhenya hired Russian language and literature teacher.” “He’s had a lot of free time these past 2 months and he’s hired 2 tutors: English language tutor to work on his grammar and Russian language tutor. (*Sorry, I don’t know if I need to explain this, but Geno obviously knows how to speak Russian. What I think Anna means here, is that the pronunciation of the words in Russian changes depending9/

on where the person is from. Every region has its own accent. I think, what Geno is trying to do, is lose his Magnitogorsk accent and start to speak clearer Russian, like ppl in Moscow of St. Petersburg do.*) He has classes with his tutors Monday to Friday. I’m very happy for him.” One of Geno’s friends in Russia has been robbed recently. Igor is asking Anna, if they ever considered buying a gun, since it’s allowed in US. Anna says no, they feel safe and they live a good neighborhood. She 10/

doesn’t think it necessary or appropriate. They talk a bit about Ovi’s second child being born recently and if Geno and Anna are planning on having a second child any time soon. “Of course, we wouldn’t mind having another child. If it happens, we’ll be very happy. I would like to have a girl, though.” “What’s the best way to describe Zhenya’s and Ovechkin’s relationships today? Are they friends or rivals” “Both. And healthy rivalry is very important in order to reach their personal goals.” 11/

“When Caps and Pens play each other, is it possible for them to go have dinner after.” “No.” “What can you say about the relationships between Zhenya and Sidney Crosby? When we talked with Zhenya last year, he said very nice and kind things about him. Even though Zhenya is in Sid’s shadow a lot of the time.” “I can talk about it for hours. They push each other and make each other stronger. But they also can step in and do more than anyone, when the other is hurt and not playing. Off the ice, 12/

they are very good friends and they support each other. Have I ever thought about what his life would be like, if he was the only star player in a team? I think, he’d be the best player in the whole NHL. He’s very intelligent in terms of building a game, always plans 2-3 steps ahead. He’s very fearless in his game, very talented and vey multilateral player. He’s very unique. They won together THREE STANLEY CUPS! No one's saying Crosby is less talented. He’s an incredible player, he works very13/

hard every day. They are 2 number 1 players in this team. If Zhenya ever asked me if I’d like him to play in New York, f/e, I’d say, no. Pittsburgh is his city, his home. And management and coaching staff are also a very important part of team success. The relationship inside the team is very important. And Pens are the best in that, imo.” “You two watched Super Bowl at Sid’s place. What’s it like there?” “It’s a tradition. Every year Sid invites the team with their wifes/gfs/kids to watch 14/

Super Bowl. His gf Kathy does all the cooking. She’s a very geart person, very hospitable. *omg, this is the first time I hear any1 talking about Sid’s gf 😀, aww* Everyone on the team is very open, very kind, they are great guys. It’s the best thing about Pens. So we’re always happy to accept Sid’s invitation and we always have a great time.” “Do you want Nikita to become a hockey player?” “We’re not gonna push him to it. If it’s something he wants, sure. But I have big plans for his 15/

education. I’d like him to know 2 languages, (English) and Russian, especially grammar, not just being able to speak it freely. I’m studying with him and for an almost 4 yo he already knows quite a lot. And it’s always very hard for a child of a parent, who has achieved so much, to surpass that kind of success. And I don’t want my son to have this kind of pressure on him. I don’t want him to be known solely as “Malkin’s son”. For me it’s very important for him to get a good education and to 16/

choose his path in life.” “Talking about the tv series about Michael Jordan, would you like a bio series to be shot about Zhenya?” “I know he wants to act, in a tv series or in a movie. He talked about it many times. As for a biopic, of course I would like that. He has a huge success story. A man from a simple, working class family. It’s very expensive to play hockey. And he was so talented even in a young age, that his coaches would sometimes bring him a puck, or a stick, or a uniform, for 17/

free. Add to that a story about him finally getting to NHL.” “Zhenya said once in an interview, that you fight sometimes about him not being open enough w/ you, not sharing his problems etc. Has it changed during the quarantine?” “Everything’s been great during quarantine. During the season, he’s under a lot of pressure and always takes it hard if the team loses or if he doesn’t score. Right now he’s very calm and happy, and everything is great.” A question about a conflict around Geno having18/

a USA passport (a lot of people in Russia, his celebrity friends especially, weren’t happy with that, and judged him for that). What does Anna think about it? “He’s a patriot. He loves his country and his city. We were in a hopeless situation, when I needed to get all the documents ready ASAP, and we needed to get married, and him having a US passport would speed that up. You could say, he did it for me. On the other hand, America is his 2nd home. He spends here more time than in Russia. He’s19/

been working here for years. Why is that such a big problem? It’s not like he turned his back on Russia or anything.” Then she talked about Geno’s donation to families in Magnitogorsk, who suffered bc of explosion that happened there in December 2018, and how much he gives to his community in Russia, that ppl don’t know about, bc he prefers not to advertise it. Then Igor keeps asking political questions and Anna is getting more and more irritated by them. Geno publicly supported Putin’s 20/

reelection whenever that was, and interviewer is asking whether him having an American passport is appropriate, considering that he’s a part of Putin team? “Why is it inappropriate? America and Russia are not enemies. Yes, there are some unresolved political issues. They are 2 huge countries, of course they will always feel threatened by each other. But I don’t see any serious political confrontation. Maybe bc we’re in US right now. But Zhenya has a great respect for his president. *bleh, I 21/

don’t like Putin. I know, she has to say nice things about him, bc as long as Geno is a part of Team Russia and wants to have a life in Russia, they can’t be openly against him. But both Geno and Anna don’t strike me as ppl, who will support Putin’s ideals. Sorry for me butting in w/ my opinion*” Question about Geno’s new diet after 18-19 season. “He never drinks alcohol during season. He doesn’t eat potatoes anymore. It’s very hard to cook him a soup w/o any potatoes in it. No sweet things,22/

no gluten. Now before games, he eats gluten-free pasta.” “Is he very superstitious? Do you try to wean him off some of them?” “No, if it makes him feel comfortable, why would I do that?” She declined to name any of them, bc it’s a personal thing for Geno. “Do you put in any work in Zhenya’s image and style?” “I think so, a bit. His sense of style has become better, his taste in literature.” “Zhenya’s favorite music?” “Russian pop-music mostly.” Question about Geno’s gaming habits. Anna 23/

doesn’t try to control him or tell him not to play, bc for him these computer games are a way to relax. She doesn’t mind. It’s his personal time. He doesn’t have his computer in Miami, so he found another way to spend time – studying with his tutors. Question about Olympics. “Yes, he’d like to win a gold medal with Team Russia, when the time comes.” He doesn’t feel jealous about Datsyuk or Kovalchuk, who have an Olympic gold. “Do you think, Zhenya’s last hockey season before retirement will 24/

be in Magnitogorsk?” “Sure, I don’t see why not. He’s very grateful for everything Metallurg gave him and it would seem logical for him to come back there before retiring.” “What is Zhenya’s biggest motivation right now?” “He’s very self-critical (she means Geno’s words about his skills in 18-19 season). He always has a high bar for himself and je always tries to reach it.” Question about Geno reaching 1000 pts. “It was a very big moment for us and a big win for him. He was very inspired 25/

by it and it gave him a lot of self-confidence.” ‘Was Zhenya mad about not making NHL’s 100 players list?” “I was. I was very angry. But he knows his value and what he’s achieved as a player. But it was very strange for me.” “Who do you think Zhenya wil be after his career ends? And how will your life together change? Will you spend more time in Russia or in US?” “It’s a tough question. I imagine a house by the lake, in Russia, with kids and, later, grandkids. With a big fireplace. I think, 26/

after finishing his career, we’d like to travel a bit. But I don’t know. It’s something you should ask him.”

[ghostofvixx]

So glad|KYS|

The soulmate thing doesn’t work easily, but for you it gets ten times hardes if both of you hide your birthmark.

Genre: fluff + bulleted au

words: 2.7k 

warnings: swearing the title’s supposed to be so f*cking glad but we’ll talk about it some other time, uhm trying to decide if this is cool or absolute trash, cute at a certain point

other soulmate aus: | san | YEOSANG | yunho | wooyoung | mingi | hongjoong | jongho | seongwha | (no particular order)

Yeosang is usually a very confident person. We could say he has no complexes.

(yes, he doesn’t look like it, but he is)

Except for one: his birth mark

He just DOESN’T LIKE IT AT ALL, his friends -the ones that know about it- think it’s cute but he DOESN’T.

He has tried almost everything to remove it at this point

But nothing can remove it effectively on a daily basis

Not as effective as makeup at least.

And that’s how makeup has become indispensable for him since he was in high school: that’s how he hates his birthmark.

What he doesn’t know is that that’s the reason why he can’t find his soulmates.

he’s ready, he can feel it, he’s been ready for years now, but why the time doesn’t come?

      .:Keep reading :.

“You just have to know new people, you barely meet new friends Yeosang! Once you do it BAAAM the time will come.” Yunho tells him, overreacting as always.

Yeosang laughs, but deep inside him, he knows he’s right, just he doesn’t know how or when to know new people.

Then he began going to parties with the rest of ateez more frequently and actually getting to know ppl

classmates

ppl from other years

ppl from his uni and from other unis

but nothing happened

then he met you.

At first, it was just as usual: just some random person he had to be paired up with for a project.

Nothing new: he’s made a lot of friends like that,

but with you it was different,

he just felt SO comfortable with you.

He blamed it on your personality and your will to do the project right, and how attractive you were too

and you blamed it on the same thing

So none of you dummies realized just how comfortable and heart eyes emoji you were with each other

nor how both of your -covered- birthmarks were actually shining behind all the concealer.

Now let’s talk a bit about you.

Your birthmark is LITERALLY on your left thumb.

Why on your left thumb? Well, that will remain a mystery

Until you meet your soulmate at least

You don’t have that much of a complex but still, you don’t like it

So, knowing it’s the only thing that can tie you with your soulmate, you decided to not cover it for a while

Then you got tired of it and decided to put concealer on it.

It’s not that you wanted it, but you were lowkey mad at the world itself

because your soulmate was NOWHERE TO BE FOUND

Usually when you have a mark is because your soulmate is getting closer right? Or because you might meet them anytime SOON right?

Well not for you.

For you it was like it had to shine or something like that -words literally said by your friend, who liked all the soulmate stuff and had done researches on every type of soulmate in the world-.

So oh well here you are

you had eventually given up

maybe you’ll end up like those that won’t find their soulmates

but it was supposed to happen, right? You should have crossed paths with then at least ONCE for that to happen

But you didn’t

That’s what keeps you going, secretly you have some hope

Then you met Yeosang and you suspected

Because you had that THING like you NEEDED to boop his nose

Even if he wasn’t your soulmate you NEEDED to have something with him

Welcome to what we call: having a crush

crush culture is hard, maybe because you thought he wasn’t the one for you, after all, he isn’t your soulmate, right? AND ALSO because he was ALWAYS with his various friends

It’s like he barely had time for you

pretty understandable, taking into consideration that you guys weren’t the closest, but still he has told you so many times that you feel special

WHERE’S THE SPECIAL NOW KANG YEOSANG?

You barely see him outside class, you barely talk on the phone outside class

BUT YOU’RE STILL SPECIAL? WHAT?

The only time you see him is when he’s partying with his friends,,, and you don’t want to approach him

so you go unnoticed for the night

sometimes he’s noticed, some other he hasn’t

besides, you don’t like it when you’re with him in that mood, because everything becomes awkward.

“Y/n, do you want something to drink?” He would always ask you

you say no bc c’mon there are already a LOT of drunk people around

sometimes his friends,,, which is,, awkward

because sometimes they would ship you and uh that’s a nono on the outsides but a yes yes in the inside, right?

“Are you having fun?”

“I am.”

AND THAT’S ALL PALS

Not a single “would you like to dance?”

nor a singing along to the song together

NOTHING

T H A T ‘S  I T

His friends don’t say it, but they look at both of you as if they were saying “why are y’all as awkward lol aren’t you friends?”

and that type of thought haunt you sometimes at nigh

BUT THEN WE HAVE TO MENTION A SPECIAL PARTY

apparently that night his group of friends got mixed with another one

and he wasn’t feeling himself

he told you that morning that today he didn’t feel like partying, he was in a bad mood

“why?” You asked.

“Just… Some random soulmate thoughts.”

Every time he talked to you about his soulmate, your heart skipped a beat

“Have you found them” you voiced your biggest fear.

“I haven’t, that’s the problem.”

He then explained to you that he couldn’t find them and that made him sad,,, especially today,,,, for no special reason

“O-kay?” You said. “Well, just try to enjoy yourself for once! You’re still young, you’ll find them soon! We’ll see each other probably, by the way.”

His heart jumped in his chest,,, how can you be,,,, as perfect for him? He just feels like it.

Like you were made for him

but then not really.

Back to the point

you were RIGHT about to approach him,,, then you saw who he was talking

that person wasn’t from his group of friends,,, nor a person you knew

and they were talking so,,, close,,, so so close

you don’t mean to do it, but you’re sure you’re pouting because you can sense some chemistry from them???

Or is it just you?

It was one-sided, but those types of things are hard to see when your crush is being flirted at.

Then some boy named San sat between them and that caught Yeosang’s attention completely

actually everyone’s attention too

even you, who barely know him, know it’s a part of the “San effect”, he’s the nicest boy ever

overall when he whispered something into Yeosang’s ear and suddenly Yeosang began to look for someone in the crowd

until his eyes met yours

and his smile lighted up

and omg he’s just so cute god pls help me

you know when he just looks so tiny when he smiles bc he’s excited abt something?

THAT’S THE WAY HE LOOKED AT YOU

T I N Y

and you k n e w you had been admiring him for too long without smiling back or smth because suddenly he frowned

and then you panicked

you’re not subtle at all lmao

for some reason, you seem like an open book to him

so, after panicking, you just leaft asap

not knowing he was actually going to r u n after you 

why? He doesn’t know, he just adores you and can sense something’s wrong

so yeah he said goodbye hurriedly and ran after you and stuff and finally found you outside the house where the party was being held, walking back home.

“Are you leaving?”

you were astonished and flustered to listen to his voice

“I am.”

“Why? It’s soon, isn’t it?”

“I’m suddenly tired.” You said and turned back.

“Suddenly? I mean-”

“Yeosang, you’ve drunk, I’m sure, why don’t we talk tomorrow?” You didn’t mean to sound rude, but back then all you neededd was: a bed

to sleep!!1!111!!1!

not to cry11!!!1!1!!

“I haven’t drunk that much.” It was the truth, he’s not the best drinker, but he’s not a bad one.

“Well, we’ll talk when you are 100% sober, okay? Besides, you seemed pretty entertained-” You stopped all of the sudden

now he knows you’re jealous!!!!!!! ah these kids nowadays

however, you were cool bc if he remembered that the following day, you couln blame it on the alcohol

WHY DID YOU THINK HE WAS THAT DRUNK GOD HE’S A SAINT HE’S BARELY DRUNK YOU DUMMY

but well never mind, you just kept living in your little world

AND you had given the other dummy an idea

“But I don’t want to drink anymore~” he said in a singing voice that m e l t e d your heart. “I’m not wasted, but I know I’ve drunk and my friends seem pretty irresponsible right now.”

he just wanted to spend some time with you you know

“Oh,,,” what else can you say? Was he REALLY saying he’d rather be with you?

OH

“Then what can I do for you?” You asked

“Let’s take a seat somewhere? Is it fine by you?”

“You’re the alcoholic one here my dude.”

“Shut up, I still can talk! You should speak to Yunho right now.”

“Not a nice influence, Yeosang.” You said jokingly. Actually, you know Yunho and he’s the nicest dude out there

another softie

but not in the same way as Yeosang.

“Still, you won’t remember tomorrow, right?” You asked him.

“I probably won’t.” He decided to play that game.

You ended up taking a seat on a bench inside a park,,, to talk about some stuff and all that

and it’s comfortable for a few seconds

until you realized the boy is literally sweating

and you probably are too bc it was so hot inside,,, and it’s not rlly cold on the outside

so you grabed some wipes from your bag

“Do you want one?” You asked the boy “They’re cold.”

“Why do you have them in your bag?”

“Oh come on, you have to be ready for parties, don’t you have them inside your bag?

“Uhm, not really,,, maybe I should.”

you felt a bit ridiculous, but then he actually takes one and smiles

“summer’s coming and this is cool, better be safe than sorry”

He always has that ability to make you feel right

“I’m actually going to remove my makeup.” He commented, laughing.

He was a bit scared, but you wouldn’t notice if he didn’t pass the wipe where his birthmark is, right? Besides, it was too dark to actually see it.

But when he’s in the process of removing it, you see that he’s not doing it right

I mean one side of his face was going to disappear if he kept rubbing while the other one remained intact

so you decided to do it yourself because WHY NOT and well

he panicked, you panicked, but continued being awkward as if nothing was wrong

THEN the time comes, he closed his eyes, focused on how intimate and nice this feels 

and you passed the wipe right next to his left eye, where his birthmark is

while you were holding the wipe with your right hand, where your birthmark is

the moment feelt like a movie

because right when you had passed the wipe, his eyes opened and he held your wrist, and you looked at him shook

and was it you or are you a bit closer than before?

but THE thing is that you could see his birthmark because it’s shining with a very subtle light

and yours was too

but you made no comment because he was only just looking into your eyes and holding your wrist,,, he hadn’t made a single comment

has he even realized?

he wouldn’t tell you

but dude you had sEEN EVERYTHING YOUR CRUSH IS YOUR SOULMATE???

Apparently, he just didn’t care??? So you pretended you hadn’t noticed too??

:(

and the night went on and he still maDE NO COMMENT

D:

DDDDDD:

So ye he just accompanied you home and said goodbye with a smile

HAS HE REALLY NOT REALIZED?

Were you the only one that has felt their heart in their throat?

Is the soulmate thingy broken for you?

There’s literally no other way to explain it

and you couldn’t sleep because all you could think about was the fact that he wuldn’t remember

he had told you

and when you see him on Monday you go ignoring him hours because hoW ARE YOU SUPPOSED TO TALK TO HIM?

Are you really his soulmate?

“y/n”

DAMN IT, HIS VOICE ONCE AGAIN

“y-yes?”

“I remember you know?”

oh,,, THEN WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?

“Y-you do?”

“I’m sorry for reacting that way.” SO HE KNOWS? “Next time I won’t pretend I’ve drunk, I could notice you were awkward.”

nvm apparently he doesn’t

Eventually you changed your mind tho

Like homeboi be dropping hints about finding a soulmate but he yeeted your feeling through the window

That must be because he knows right?

BUT WHY DOESN’T HE DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT????

Suspicious

It was starting to get you on your nerves

He would ALWAYS vent to you about finding a soulmate, about being ready, about feeling it close

HOW CAN HE NOT KNOW GOD YOU WERE SO ANGRY

He always felt like you wouldn’t want to talk about the soulmate thingy, and he wouldn’t usually talk about that subject, knowing it bothered you

He thought that it was because you were frustrated bc nobody would come through

Dummy

Both of you dummies

One day it all just??? Exploded???

You had an awfully taught day at college, and when you talked to him about it you couldn’t even bring out the subject

“Sh, y/n listen, I’ve been thinking about it and I have a theory,,, do you think she’s my soulmate?” And he pointed discreetly to one girl standing on the other side of the road

“w-why would you think that?” Can you hear a crash? Yep, that was your heart.

“I don’t know, she’s with me in my math class and we get along well, I’ve known her for a few years now and-”

“Do you not like me?”

Yeosang was astonished.

“what?”

What what? Why does he looks so confused?

It made you feel so angry

“Look I understand if you don’t like me as your soulmate and you only see me as a friend and all that, just don’t rub it in front of my face, I feel awful every time because I like you so much Yeosang, you don’t even know-”

“what? Soulmate? What are you talking about?”

You don’t feel like a clown, you feel like the entire circus.

“Didn’t you know??? That we’re soulmate?”

“I- YOU- WHAT? MEN NONONONO ABSOLUTELY NOT WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT”

It’s always fun listening to Yeosang getting confused, annoyed, and surprised in tiny font.

Some curious people were looking at you so you decided to take a seat at a park so that you can explain the situation through.

It was just both of you, face to face, like that night.

“I discovered it the last time we went to a party, remember? We went to a park like this…”

And instead of just explaining, you repeated the action, your left thumb lightly caressed his birth mark covered with make up.

“My birth mark is how I can find my soulmate?”

“Yep.” You nodded. “Mine is too, though it is not as visible.”

“That moment was meant to happen, didn’t it?” He half-smiled so fondly you were about to faint.

“So, about liking me and stuff…”

God you were so shy

And he was too

But he moved his head forward and looked at you straight in the eyes

“ I can’t imagine anyone better for me, I’m so fucking glad it’s you.”

Butterflies? You felt and entire zoo going up and down your body when his gaze fell to your lips

“So fucking glad.” He repeated, and kept starring at you, but not moving forward.

How can he not be so AWKWARD right now??? You literally went completely RED????

But you said fuck it I’ll do it myself

And joined your lips

And finally you felt it

Yes, so fucking glad.

[sincerelymarinette]

A Recorded Life Sequel (2/10) - Miraculous Ladybug

Words 1479 Chapter Summary: School is back into the schedule and everyone is busy. Marinette uses a school project as an easy way to get a video done and Alya pops by. Author's Note: I'm back! I'm so sorry for going MIA the past few weeks but school has been kicking my butt with projects. School comes first, tho! Hoping to get back into regular updates but my semester is about halfway over and teachers are picking things up. Keep an eye on tumblr/wattpad if things get postponed! Also the ending sounds ominous but trust me it isn't, I just wanted a good way to wrap things up.

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A few months into the school year

Adrien was still living with Marinette and her family. Though now he would have the mansion all to himself, he didn't want to be there. It was filled with harsh memories, and he couldn't even think about looking at the pictures of his father. Instead, he let Gorilla live there, rent-free and happy. He still accompanied Adrien when he went to Agreste Fashion, but he also knew Adrien could take care of himself.

But he couldn't leave Adrien alone after losing his mother, father, and closest thing to another parental figure. Gorilla was still there for him, picking Adrien up in the morning to get him to school, picking him up from school, and taking him wherever he needs, whether it be the offices or back to the bakery.

Marinette and her parents love having Adrien around. Tom and Sabine knew how hard it is for him, and letting him stay with them brought some normalcy into his life. Plus, he really enjoyed learning how to cook with them and even helping out in the bakery when it gets busy. They loved walking out into the living room to see the kids watching movies or playing video games, and waking up in the morning to find they fell asleep in the middle of their TV binge-watching time, all cuddled together.

Though it was more of an adjustment, Tom and Sabine also loved the Kwamis. Tikki is very sweet, and they love having Plagg taste test new ideas. Since Ladybug and Chat Noir aren't needed as much anymore, they're more like pets, but that doesn't change the love everyone has for them. Now with Marinette as the guardian of Paris' Miraculous, every so often, she lets them all come out to get a breath of fresh air. Being stuck in a box has got to be boring, and it's a lot of fun to see all the Kwami's interact.

Adrien loved the freedom of university and getting to study business. It was a lot to take on, but he was really excited to take Agreste Fashion in a better direction once he learned more and more. He may not be officially running it right now, and the COO is acting as CEO; he does get a lot of say in the way things go. When he first started, he immediately stripped Agreste Fashion of his father's name, and Gabriel is nowhere to be found; he will not let his father's bad choices run this business any longer.

While Adrien was having a great time with school, Marinette was stressing. Of course, she loved everything she was doing in her classes. She was finally able to take her designs to the next level and learn more than she could teach herself. Adrien already promised her a job at Agreste Fashion, but she's determined to earn her place and work her way up by herself.

Marinette had a busy week with a big project due. Since she's been distancing herself from videos (still posting at least weekly!), she figured to take advantage of the situation. Marinette had her camera set up to shoot the mannequin she was working on, and another camera pointed at her desk to get different shots for what part she was focusing on. She wouldn't post the video until after she got her grade back, but it never hurts to shoot something in advance.

As Marinette was carefully pinning a piece of fabric, she jumped at the sound of the trap door opening. "Ah!" She shouted when she poked herself. "Oh, Alya," She calmed down. "You scared me."

"I can see," She giggled. "I came to check up on you and bring you a smoothie," She offered her gift with a big smile. "And I wanted to see your work!"

Marinette gladly took the drink and nodded. "Thanks, nowhere near done yet. I'm recording the process for a video."

Alya gasped, acting offended. "And you're doing that without me, your camera operator?"

"You've been busy, too; I didn't want to stop you!" Marinette reasoned.

"Good point, but I'm going to sit here and help," She sat and sat on the chaise against the wall. Pulling out her laptop, Alya smiled. "I brought work with me. We can both work loving the company of each other," She said.

Marinette smirked as she got back to work. "Missing Nino?"

"Like you'd never imagine," Alya groaned back. "We talk all the time, but it's not the same. How's Adrien?"

"Honestly, better than I expected. He spends a decent amount of time at Agreste Fashion, but is always back in time for dinner. Speaking of, you want to stay?" Marinette offered, and Alya nodded in response. She yelled down to her mom to ask if it was okay, which Sabine said absolutely.

Alya started typing away at her computer to work on a paper while still making conversation with Marinette. "How are you all adjusting? I know Nino, Chloé, and I have gotten over most of it, but I'm sure it's different for you guys."

"Oh, you know, we're still working through it. Adrien sees a therapist, as expected, and it helps.  I think it just takes time, and school is definitely helping as a distraction. I can't imagine what will happen if Nathalie tries to contact him, but last we heard, she moved to the States when she was released. They made a compromise that she'd finish out community service there, especially since Gorilla said it would be more damaging to Adrien to have her still in Paris," Marinette rambled. "But other than that, good!" Marinette sighed, glad that she would be narrating the video in the editing phase.

Alya nodded. "I'm still shocked that he was a witness in court," She said. "But I'm glad he was. Though I don't believe her 'I was forced to!' defense, at least she won't be near us," Alya said. "It's a shame; she seemed nice. Well, before we found out."

Marinette shook her head with a slight laugh. "She scared me from the beginning. But so did Gabriel," Marinette reflected. They went back to work, having a few remarks here and there, and soon enough, they were called down for dinner. "Oh, Adrien, hey!" Marinette smiled when she got downstairs to see that Adrien was home, and had been, as he helped with dinner.

"Sorry I snuck in," He chuckled and kissed her cheek. "Hey, Alya, how are things?"

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ahhhh i love Marinette's designs so much thEYRE BEAUTIFUL

when is this going to be in stores?? i need it like yesterday

I wonder when Adrien will give her a job at agreste fashion. we all know he wants to. but w h e n. I need my fashion power couple to take over the world

I loved Alya just chilling in the back, that's friendship. working independently but together (also is anyone else trying to figure out what they were talking about??) >Marinette Design's Reply Oh trust me it's nothing interesting. Just getting caught back up about school and life!

I'm so happy when you upload! Thanks Mari, hope you all are doing well.

I HEAR A NINO TRACK IN THE BACKGROUND IM SEEING HIM WITH JAGGED IN A FEW WEEKS AHHHHHH

one day we'll get a vlog from Marinette preparing for her first big time fashion show. With Adrien as a model. Manifesting it.

Marinette snickered as she read through the comments from her most recent video, and even replied to a few. She was waiting for Adrien to finish getting ready so they could head out for their date, and she was highly entertained by the comments. Only a few more minutes passed before Adrien came from the bathroom in a green sweater with a big smile on his face. "Ready to go, Milady?" He asked and held his arm out for her to take.

Marinette nodded and linked their arms. She was wearing a casual dress with leggings, looking nice but not being overdressed. They were excited to have a nice dinner together and act like a normal couple, which they never really had. They left the Kwamis at home and were ready to enjoy the evening, ready for a night for just them. Gorilla picked them up and drove them to the restaurant, and they only had two rules for tonight: No discussing past superhero adventures, and stay off the phones so they can enjoy each other's company.

The rules were easy to follow, as all they wanted to do was sit, talk, and eat. Maybe their lives would go back to normal faster than they thought. They were happy and excited for the future, and both were happy to talk about anything else than the trauma they have suffered.

Marinette, however, did miss running around on rooftops with her cat.

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@lady-of-the-roses-and-lilies @bookishserendipity03 @avatheexceed @gkz10 @coccinellegirl @kat-thatoneweirdo @strawberryblondish @snow-swordswoman @lilgaga98 @evufries  @toodaloo-kangaroo 

[lowellchanning]

Q U O T E

Courage is not the absence of fear but the judgment that something else is more important than fear.

B A S I C S

NAME lowell thibodeaux channing NAME MEANING since lowell’s father passed before he was born, lowell’s mom, birdie, wanted to honor her late husband in naming their son. channing means young wolf, so she chose lowell, meaning little wolf, as a way to carry on her husband’s legacy. thibodeaux, meaning bold or brave, is birdie’s maiden name. NICKNAMES in college when he grew a beard each basketball season he garnered the name sasquatch, sometimes shortened to squatch. some of his coworkers call him that around the station. GENDER cis male PROUNOUNS he/him AGE thirty-two BIRTHDAY august 13 BIRTH PLACE new orleans, lousiana

F A M I L Y

PARENTS guy channing (father; deceased), birdie (mother; surname tbd); charles (step-dad; surname tbd) SIBLINGS step-sister (name tbd; wanted connection here!) PETS gus, a rhodesian ridgeback

A P P E A R A N C E 

FACE CLAIM derek theler BUILD 6′5, athletic. lowell’s muscles have always tended to be defined without him having to put too much effort into it, though that doesn’t mean he doesn’t put in the hours needed both for his health and his profession. lowell balances his love of junk food and midnight snacks with lean proteins and plenty of greens. HAIR light brown. the longer it gets, the more curl and texture it has, and lowell takes the time to style it properly. when he grows a beard his whiskers tend to be more on the ginger rather than brunette side of things. EYES blue DISTINGUISHING MARKS surgical scar on his left elbow from fixing a break sustained during a basketball game when he was 12. TATTOOS wolf paw print between his shoulder blades STYLE modern, casual comfort. shorts, tanks, jeans, t-shirts, and flannels. ACCESSORIES his father’s watch. lowell doesn’t wear it on his wrist, but it’s usually in one of his pockets, or kept safe and tucked away in his nightstand. HYGIENE lowell sometimes showers multiple times a day, and has for years depending on sport practices, games, and workouts, and then on work calls SCENT le labo santal 33; sandalwood and leather

P S Y C H O L O G Y

LANGUAGES english and some creole phrases/expressions VOCABULARY average-ish. he can figure out ‘big’ words with good context, and got used to looking things up from a young age. MEMORY keeping a calendar and to-do lists on his phone is needed more so for organizational and focus TEMPERAMENT sanguine  LEARNING STYLE mainly kinaesthetic, but there are some auditory elements that work for lowell. EMOTIONAL STABLITY pretty high, though that’s because lowell’s worked hard (after some rough teenage years) to have a steady foundation, which his job definitely depends on. sometimes he still bottles things up and will release it all during a workout, but over the years he’s learned when to confront something head-on rather than allowing it to fester. 

C H A R A C T E R

PRIORITIES carrying for others and most importantly his family, both familial and found MOTIVATION making his family proud SELF CONFIDENCE lowell’s always had confidence in his physical abilities. it’s his intelligence where his confidence will at times waiver, but he feels like he’s found a profession that allows him to shine. SELF CONTROL lowell had to learn some level of discipline pretty early on when it came to managing sports and academics. those lessons his mom helped instill have carried through to adulthood and lowell’s career choices. HOBBIES playing music, basketball, outdoor adventures, camping, gardening MANNERISMS usually a bouncing leg/knee when sitting still, especially for too long. running his hands through his hair when talking. touching his neck when nervous. scratching his forehead or cheek when stumped and trying to come up with an answer so he won’t feel dumb. also saying his sirs or ma’ams or missus as his mother taught and expected of him. HABITS after failed medication attempts, lowell found that yoga helps center and focus his mind, plus has improved his overall flexibility, which helps on the job, so he does at least a short routine every morning. on saturdays or sundays, depending on his shifts, he’ll make a big breakfast spread, have hot chocolate (sometimes with coffee), and do a crossword puzzle, because having to look up clues on his phone isn’t cheating, it’s just learning. ABILITIES strength and endurance. musicality. empathy.  INEPTITUDES lowell isn’t the brightest crayon in the toolshed, and had to put forth a lot more effort than most when it came to learning and course work in school. he also can’t dance. whatever grace and agility he has when it comes to athletics, and the fact that he can drum and keep a beat, goes completely away the moment he steps on a dance floor.  SOFT SPOTS animals, tiny humans, and other people who have suffered loss GREATEST ACHIEVEMENT graduating college, then the firefighter academy, and passing his EMSVO, EMT, and AEMT certifications WESTERN ZODIAC leo CHINESE ZODIAC dragon PRIMAL SIGN orca HOGWARTS hufflepuff ONE SONG "in the air tonight" phil collins ONE BOOK the giving tree shel silverstein ONE MOVIE mrs. doubtfire

P R E F E R E N C E S

LIKES the tired feeling in his muscles and bones after a productive and intense workout or physical call. tacos. pizza. nachos. whoopie pies. his mom’s etouffee and po-boys. root beer floats. spending the day out in nature. gaming. sports. DISLIKES moxie. salt and vinegar chips. ranch dressing. still not a huge fan of maine winters but dealing with it. KINKS consensual voyeurism. PET PEEVES people who are rude to service workers. the trend of crank 9-1-1 calls on tiktok.

H O M E  +  W O R K  +  E D U C A T I O N

HOMETOWN new orleans, lousiana (until 14); somerton, maine CURRENT RESIDENCE bridgeport, row house TRADITIONS sunday family dinners HIGH SCHOOL bursted park high (basketball and jazz band) COLLEGE somerton university (basketball) DEGREES b.s. with a concentration on social work/sciences CERTIFICATIONS FFI, FFII, hazardous material operations, public safety diver, EMSVO, EMT, AEMT PROFESSION firefighter/emt (10+ years) EMPLOYER somerton fire and rescue EXTRACURRICULAR ACTIVITIES pick-up basketball, cover band drummer

B I O

New Orleans was all Lowell had ever known. Aside from only a few out of state vacations, the city had always been home. And honestly, growing up in Nola meant Lowell got the best of the both worlds: big city living with a small town feel thanks to the neighborhoods and wards of Nola. Families on their street were friendly and nosy, and honestly Lowell’s mom, Birdie, didn’t mind at all because one, she had nothing to hide, and two, was more than happy that when other people learned of her situation -- a widowed and working single mom -- they were more than willing to help out. Which was how instead of becoming a latchkey kid, between after school hours and school vacation, Lowell became a surrogate member of more than a few neighboring families. And while Birdie wished she had been able to make it home from the hospital for more dinners, she was always home in time to sit down at the kitchen table and help Lowell struggle through his assigned school work.

The story was always the same each new school year, with every parent-teacher conference and IEP meeting. Lowell was always a pleasure to have in class, but he was either struggling with math or reading comprehension or his overall attention was lacking. But while Lowell and the general classroom weren’t on the best of terms, he excelled in other areas. Given his size and the fact that he towered over most of his classmates, it wasn’t shocking when the gym teacher had glowing remarks and commented that Lowell’s abilities were well beyond his years, but Birdie was surprised to learn from the music teacher that her son was both attentive and eager to learn in her class, too. After informing Lowell that participation in extracurriculars was dependent upon remaining in good academic standing, sports and music became an award system of sorts. It also didn’t hurt that burning through energy on the field or court, or banging it out with his drums meant that Lowell was less inclined to take out his frustrations of not understanding a word problem or summary question on a kitchen chair or wall.

The summer before eighth grade Lowell started to notice that his mom was coming home early from shifts now and again, getting gussied up, and leaving him with instructions for cooking frozen pizza or bagel bites while she went out. She was always home in time to look over homework and make sure Lowell was in bed on time, so Lowell never wondered too hard about it. Until the day she came home and said they’d be having a guest for dinner. Lowell met whom would become his step-dad that night. Two weeks later he met whom would become his step-sister. And before the start of the new school year, but after a small ceremony in the backyard, the new family had packed up all their belongings to move nearly 2000 miles up north. Chuck, an anesthesiologist,  had a new job at Kane-Russell Memorial in Somerton, and there was no doubt that he could pull strings and get Birdie on the RN rotation there, too.

While having a new family should have been the biggest change in Lowell’s life, everything about Maine was so different from Louisiana. Somedays it felt like Lowell was waking up in a whole new country, especially with his accent and missing his favorite local foods. But eventually school started and Lowell fell back into familiar routines of sports, music, and school work, and soon enough it wasn’t so scary putting roots down in a new place with a new family.

By the time Lowell graduated high school he had a scholarship for Somerton U. Even though he could have lived at home, he lived on-campus to have the full college experience, which also included playing as 4-year starter Seahorse on the basketball team. Lowell might have graduated with a social sciences degree, but after their team bus came upon an accident one winter night and Lowell witnessed firsthand everything the emergency response squads were doing to not only save people, but just to calm their nerves, he sort of felt like maybe he had a found something that could be a good fit for him. Lowell was already working towards his EMT certification when he graduated, and after moving back home began to apply to the Somerton firehouse. Lowell’s been part of the Somerton Fire, Rescue, and EMT Services family for ten years now and loves that every day is a bit of a new adventure. When he’s not working, Lowell’s playing drums in a cover band that sometimes performs at On the Rocks or hanging out with dog, Gus.

[suhnandmoon]

new friends | neighbor!felix au

description: your new neighbor was definitely someone you wouldn’t have expected. what happens when her brother starts to catch feelings for you?

pairing: felix x reader

genre: neighbor!au, fluff

word count: 3k

inspired by this post

moving into a new apartment is always,, how would you put it?

interesting

take that as you will,,,

sometimes it’s fun !! and exciting !!

your last apartment could’ve been sucky,,

maybe your neighbors were too loud, you had a bad roommate never washed the dishes, or there was a dog that never seemed to shut up

moving out meant you were free from all of that !

other times,,

it’s not as wonderful :(

your landlord could’ve left a bad impression upon first introduction

or you nearly stepped on a spider as you just walked through the door

but let’s escape from the hypotheticals

you needed that fresh start,, you wanted to look at the positive side of things!

you already moved in so set yourself up with a fresh cup of coffee, ready to start the day ahead of you

you were about to get up when you heard a knock on the door followed by an excited giggle.

the voice came from a young child, who you assumed to be a neighbor of yours coming to introduce themselves.

making your way towards the door, you hear the voice speak up,

“excuse me mam? are you our new neighbor? if so, i’m haeun !! ”

you had to laugh

you were a day into your new home and you were already greeted with a cute surprise

you wouldn’t say you adored kids, but they definitely weren’t horrible

as long as they aren’t in big numbers, that is

but that’s a story for another day,,,

opening the front door, you looked down to see the girl, haeun, bouncing up and down in place waiting for you to engage in her conversation

“hi haeun, i’m y/n! how are you doing?”

you crouched down to meet her height, preparing yourself for a longer conversation

kids love to talk.

“i’ve been soooo bored! but now i’m not because you’re now my new friend so i can play with you, right?”

you smiled, it’s endearing that she considers you her friend after meeting you ten seconds ago

“of course! i’d love that!”

“soooooo…..”

…..

….

“do you have a boyfriend?”

what?

you forgot that children don’t have the best attention spans so the conversations might range from their favorite foods to whether or not you have a love life,,

“no-”

“oh! how about a girlfriend?”

“i um- i don’t?”

“wow! you’re so lucky~ all the boys in my class keep asking me to spend recess with them! it’s so tiring, you’re lucky!”

you spent another fifteen minutes talking to her before she skipped back to her apartment humming to a tune she mentioned was her favorite song

you had a feeling that this wasn’t the last time you’d talk to lee haeun

you’re feeling was correct

she showed up the next day

and the next

and the n e x t

not that you were complaining, she was definitely made your day better !!

she showed up one day and she immediately asked you:

“do you have a job?”

“yeah i do! it’s kinda boring,, i don’t think you’d enjoy it”

“i don’t care about jobs but my grandma does! she keeps bugging my brother to get one. he’s sooooo lazy!”

>:(

:/

:)

:D

those were the faces she made right in front of you

“y/n i have an idea !!!!”

“you should be my sister! switch places with my brother, my grandma already loves you!”

it was true

earlier, her grandmother was upset at haeun for sneaking away every morning

once she found out she was with you, she lightened up and invited you inside her apartment

you knew that she was raising haeun and her brother, who you had yet to meet, all by herself

she thanked you for looking after haeun

apparently she’s been talking about you, but their family though you were just her imaginary friend

you thought that was funny

anyways,,, speaking of her brother, you heard him call out for haeun:

“haeun where are you?? you can’t keep sneaking off!”

“gosh felix, don’t me mean !! all you do is sit in front of that tv of yours and play video games! don’t complain about me!”

it’s always interesting to hear sibling’s banter, but you were sort of hoping they didn’t take very long…

you were lucky because felix stomped out into the hallway only to see the two of you seated in front of your door, with you staring up at him

his eyes widened when he realized that there was someone with haeun

especially someone as cute as you

“see look at felix, y/n! he looks like he just woke up, but he’s been awake since four in the morning just to play fortnite with his friends!”

looking at his disheveled hair and pajamas, you giggled along with haeun, even though he didn’t even look bad

is it even possible to look that good without even trying?

how does his hair not look horrible from not even checking it ??

what’s his skincare routing ???

um

that’s not the point

,,,

felix also looked embarrassed

that’s maybe not the best first impression to have with someone you would like to impress,,,

what else had haeun told you about him?

“haeun, i- um,,, grandma wants to ask you a question!”

he blurted as he ushered his sister out, cheeks glowing red

before leaving, he turned to you:

“sorry if haeun starts to bother you, let me know if she is!”

you laughed

w o w

felix thought your laugh was absolutely beautiful that he accidentally stopped paying attention to what you said after that

so he just nodded, smiled, and turned around, hoping that you didn’t think he was a total fool

now let’s fast forward a few months,,

haeun’s daily visits hadn’t stopped ever since you met her

so imagine your surprise when you see felix standing there in place of haeun one day

he was actually dressed up today, you assumed he had to go somewhere important

maybe he had a job interview because haeun always complained about her brother being unemployed

maybe he had a date !!

that’s unrelated let’s not think of that :((

sooo

why is lee felix standing in front of your door today?

“hey y/n, i know this is out of the ordinary, but i wanted to thank you for being friends haeun. i live with her so i know how annoying she can get, but ever since we started living with our grandmother, she hasn’t been her usual self around us. i don’t really want to get detailed but now that you’re here, we can see a big difference in her. thank you for doing this. we really appreciate it”

“also”

“please don’t tell my grandmother or haeun that i said this, they’ll never stop teasing me about it”

….

…

..

you didn’t know what to say

you weren’t aware how much of an effect you had on this little girl’s life

you were touched, you would’ve started to cry if he didn’t add that last part

thank goodness he did, because you didn’t want to cry in front of him

“you looked like you were about to cry?? are you okay?”

HOW DID HE KNOW

….

“no”

“okay good because i don’t know if i would be about to comfort someone when sad...”

“thank you for letting me know, i appreciate it”

you weren’t expecting all of this information to come out of felix of all people

you were touched that you had that effect on haeun

but to hear felix telling you this,,,

lee felix

the boy who you hear stories about him locked up in his room playing games with his friends

the boy who constantly argues with his little sister over who has to fold laundry that day

the boy you barely knew, yet heard so much about from his sister

“it’s fine! i’m sorry for dropping that all on you… i just thought you should know, even though i don’t really talk to you.”

laughing, you realized you haven’t seen his sister today:

“speaking of which, where is haeun? she normally stops over around this time”

“oh !! haeun has the flu, i heard it was spreading around her class… luckily i’m going out of the house for an interview so that’s two hours of me away from her!”

it wasn’t a date !!

why were you so happy?

soooo

he does have an interview!

“hey! what’s so funny? why are you laughing?”

he feigned annoyance, but he was glad that you weren’t sick of him talking to you too much

“it’s just that haeun always complains about you not having a job that i’m surprised you’re actually going for one!”

“she told you whAT”

“nothing~ you don’t want to be late for your interview felix!”

he shouldn’t have been surprised that haeun was telling you this about him honestly

before leaving, he asked you something:

“when i get out of my interview, is it okay if i swing by? i don’t want to risk my sister getting me sick and i realized that we don’t even know each other that well… if it’s okay with you we could um,,, maybe talk more?”

your eyes widened, but you welcomed the idea

“of course! i hope your interview goes well!”

….

you found felix easy to talk to

conversation flowed easily and you two actually shared many interests

he expressed that he enjoyed dancing and showed you a few dance videos he was trying to learn

you were able to get some recommendations on who to watch since you were interested in the art of it

not actually dancing

but you found yourself constantly watching different choreographies, wishing you had that talent

before you knew it, it was already late into the day and felix found himself not wanting to leave

“i think it’s time for me to get going,,, we should do this again sometime?”

“felix you act like we aren’t neighbors, feel free to stop by whenever! your sister already does it!”

and with that, the two of you parted

felix forgot to tell his sister and grandma that he was at your place so when he came back, they were surprised he was away for so long

“felix, do you actually have real friends you’re hanging out with!?”

haeun would’ve jumped up around him if she wasn’t currently laying on the couch since she was sick

“hey! i was just with y/n next door! we were talking about how annoying you are~”

“y/n would never! waiT- Y/N?”

her eyes widened, like she thought of something,,, but she continued with her conversation:

“why were you with y/n, felix?” ;)

“haeun did you forget we’re neighbors? we were just catching up since we haven’t formally met”

“whatever you say~”

for a nine year old, she sure was nosy

and felix was sure she would continue to talk about y/n to him now

after felix left your apartment, you couldn’t help but look forward to your next meeting

he was a charmer

and not at all what you expected him to be

no offence to him

to be fair, you only knew about him from his sister, who seemed to have an obvious slant in her opinion

you hadn’t expected to get along with him that well, you’ve never connected with someone as much before

you couldn’t seem to shake the thought of you two being together

no

he’s your neighbor, you’ll make things awkward if you catch feelings

but then again, how could you not?

you groaned

why is this so hard???

you’ll probably end up pushing these feelings to the back of your mind until you moved on only to have the process repeat with someone else

you go to sleep that night planning on visiting haeun to see if she’s feeling better

and

if you just so happen to run into felix, it would be an extra bonus…

once you woke up, you went to the grocery store to buy ingredients for soup

once that was out of the way, you showed up in front of her apartment

her grandmother (who’s turning into your own grandma, too) opened the door:

“hi y/n! i’m sorry if haeun hasn’t visited lately, she’s terribly sick!”

“oh felix told me! i brought some soup for her so she’d feel better,, do you mind if i see her?”

“of course not! but you didn’t have to do this, honey! but im sure the kids will be excited to see you”

the kids? does that mean she thinks felix would be happy to see you too?

nonono stop that

she probably didn’t mean it that way and you’re overreacted

but what if you’re not?

haha,,,, unless?

so you went inside and found haeun on the couch with blankets piled on top of her looking miserable

the poor girl has been cooped up in the same spot TOO long for someone as energetic as her

“haeun, i came to visit you!”

as soon as she heard you, you could feel the energy in the room shift

“y/n!!! what are you doing here!”

“your brother told me you were sick, so i made you some soup! i missed your visits so we need to get you feeling better!”

she seemed to miss the whole point of what you were telling her when she heard you talk about her brother

“felix told you i was sick???”

she had an innocent smile on her face but you knew

you knew she was going to tease you about felix just from the tone of her voice

and to make things sooooo much easier for you

lee felix himself stepped into the room

you feared this would only fuel her ambitions even more…

were you wrong?

nope

“felix, we were just talking about y/n’s new boyfriend!”

b o y f r i e n d ? ? ?

who does this girl think she is !

looking to felix, you tried to read his expression

how would he react if you hypothetically did have a boyfriend?

just curious !!

you could’ve sworn felix looked upset, but was that just your mind playing games with you again?

“haeun i don’t have a boyfriend! what are you talking about?”

you were trying to shut down this conversation before she kept going with it..

“oh nevermind~ i was just thinking about that time you were telling me about that cute co-worker of yours…”

you most definitely never said anything about a cute coworker,, but before you could protest, felix was already out of the room

“haeun why’d you do that!”

“i just wanted to see how you two would react !”

she said that cheekily and she was lucky she was cute or else she wouldn’t have been able to get away with that…

“anyways,, do you actually have a boyfriend ??”

“no! you don’t need to be worrying about that stuff yet!!”

you were hoping she’d change the subject soon, but even if she did, you knew she would bring it back up later

and that’s exactly what she did

a week after that encounter, she started to visit your doorstep again pushing that topic

all of her questions seemed to be aimed towards felix too

haeun thought she was being subtle, trying to convince you to talk to felix but she was acting the exact opposite of that

felix never heard the end of those questions, too

he honestly felt embarrassed that his sister kept bothering you,, you must be tired of hearing about him

is it going to be awkward between the two of you now?

let’s pray it isn’t

he needed to set the record straight

also,, opening your door to reveal a flustered felix wasn’t something you expected but you’ll take it!

“hey i seem to only visit now because of me telling you something about haeun but i really should apologize. she’s been very set on the idea of the two of us together,, it must be annoying hearing her talk about that 24/7…”

felix wasn’t making eye-contact with you, making the tension rise

you attempted to lighten the mood by laughing, but that only made him look up at you

your laugh trailed off as soon as saw him

could this situation be any worse??

“no, no!! it’s fine,,, she’s just a kid, she’s just looking out for her brother.. even if it’s not in the most predictable way! let’s not make this awkward for us since you don’t even like me,,,”

you tried to not sound disappointed in that last sentence, though you’ve already come to terms that he didn’t feel the same

“i wouldn’t say that,,”

he mumbled the last part so you almost didn’t hear

but you did !!!

“wait,, what did you say?”

were your ears deceiving you? did felix like you or were you starting to turn delusional?

“nothing, sorry y/n i need to leave”

his face was a deep shade of red, but you were too shocked to notice

he swiftly turns around, ready to leave

“felix, get back here! i like you too!!”

he was already halfway to his apartment where he freezes

“huh?”

“i like you back, idiot! i thought it was obvious…”

after saying that, you ran back to him

felix was still surprised from your last statement, but he still slowly took your hands in his

“you actually like me? are you sure haeun didn’t force you into anything??”

you laughed

“felix, how many times do i need to tell you? i really really like you,, if i say it anymore times, i’d be repeating myself”

“i’d be fine with that”

you rolled your eyes, but matched his grin

felix was truly something...

“so, what would you say to a date tomorrow?”

his request made your smile bigger

“i’d love that”

needless to say, a nine year old girl managed to score you a date

something you’d never imagine to happen, but you’re glad it did

walking back to your apartment,, you thought of something

“hey felix?

“yes?”

“so,, do you think we should tell haeun?”

“nah”

[unproduciblesmackdown]

prompts

April 26th: Talk about special interests. Do you have special interests? If not do you wish you did? What do your special interests mean to you? What are your current special interests? What are your past special interests? idk like i know i sure have & have had Interests, some more of interest than others, and it's also like, oh yeah i guess the ways i held that interest / explored it pretty intently / extensively / at length didn't always seem to be the way other people always felt about things even if we shared the interest, but yknow, at the same time it doesn't necessarily seem as extensive or major as some of the aspects of defining a Special Interest(tm) can be, i haven't been too pressed about it, but of course it's like, i have my Things lol, i.e. yeah this thing is kind of My Thing....and then i can look back on Things like. well idk when i was really little and you're just gonna like Cool Stuff, i did have the thing of like, i like dinosaurs and did sorta casually collect dinosaur stuff, easy enough b/c they make that stuff for kids, memorized a bunch of dinosaur Names so that just being asked to recite a bunch was something i was known to be able to do, a big fan of a couple semi educational computer games we had, shoutout to 3d dinosaur adventure and this magic school bus dinosaur (and ocean) game, had pajamas ft dinosaurs, rip to when i had a sick metal lunchbox with dinosaurs on it and it just broke on like week 1 of first grade or whatever and i just had to go back to default lunchboxes. well and then but anyways but from then on it was like, well, i guess it's media time......read a shit ton all the time, was into some tv series / movies, played some pc / video games, there was stuff i'd be glad to revisit over and over, and yknow, as this went on it'd be like, well now when there's A Relatable Enough Character in something i also like just in general, that's a powerful combo, though sometimes it's like, yeah i like this thing enough even in the absence of any particular [and i extra go hard about this character] element, that's not Not at play as it's like "well and i guess i will think about this quant every day for years now lmfao," and i can sure always talk about stuff At Length too, which sure is not something other people are generally interested in, but if/when they are, it's like okay great, this is a great connection point then, b/c otherwise it's like, i generally don't know what to say about myself, didn't get much practice, did pick up a sense of like, well stuff is Wrong about myself and my life so i shouldn't share it and also i'm not picking up friends so it was generally accurate that no one was exactly interested lmao. small talk is really more of a barrier / test you can just potentially fail, yet anything more personal is Oversharing, but hey i would earnestly love to talk at length about This Thing, so great when other people are into that at all lol and then if we vibe it's like, obviously that's the sort of functional "small talk" route here lol to being able to be more familiar w/each other and talk more generally, even if yknow, wuh oh, i'm kind of cagey outside those Interests i will talk about in ways that's probably "too much" by most ppl's standards, worst of both worlds when it comes to forming relationships but oh well, it is what it is and i sure don't consider it a bad thing i have plenty to say about things i Want to talk about, and it sure doesn't impede on anyone else if i'm Not Talking about other shit.

also then it's like, "idk what it is when you just determinedly Pursue something that's maybe still not the hugest deal, but i don't really feel very pressed re: figuring it out" like, does it count like how i mentioned today i'd read bird guides for fun as a kid, and watch this bird documentary and be like "hey. check out this scene in this bird documentary with this bird mimicry" to friends i now realize were probably mostly bemused by this, and really liked birds just generally (still true), and thus have like, maybe more Bird Knowledge than the average random person but also am hardly some self taught ornithological expert. or how i'm big into linguistics and etymology and, in theory, language learning, always really latching on to the little i was taught in school, also perusing some Language Guides available, and like, not really self teaching a bit re: learning some of a couple languages, just learning via teaching resources outside of [directly through any academic institution], never took any language classes, sure have no fluency in fuckall.........how about that i just decided as a kid like "hm i want to be able to draw" b/c i felt that way (and yknow, still do in a way lol) about pretty much anything, but i just also liked doodling and took some art classes and it was always this casual thing and now i use this to make fanart for the Media Interests lol, and although this is all digital drawing and drawing was always my primary thing it's like, well okay also yeah there was like, some painting / pastels / sculpting other Visual Arts stuff, and then, like, i sure enjoyed dance classes and the Performing Arts aspect of that, theatre gay adjacent b/w that and choir lol, have regular dreams about being part of impromptu dance performances, including just last night, rip to the special thwarting of "oh no i'm going around trying to get food before the show, getting stuck in traffic or lost in stores, and i've missed my whole first appearance" lol. anxiety dreams never end........and idk, i've had a love for math stuff, physics stuff, space stuff, even felt that [!] for the little i was able to get into circuitry and coding, but yknow. learning that shit is kind of involved and i only had so much experience re: taking classes, also, unfortunately, i always hated school lmao, so it's just kind of there where i'm like oh i get Into this shit in the ways that other people who are definitely Into it feel about it lmao. but yeah, idk, i do have like. well here's this sort of stuff i think about Every Day, this sort of mental home base sometimes, that i don't get tired of and reexplore / reexperience pretty intensively, but at the same time like, sometimes i can just sort of have something be that Interest for a lot more of a temporary duration, and things that were that main shit is like, well Probably when i like it that much once i like it down the line even if i haven't been that focused on it in the meantime, more just latent, but then it's like, well, but probably could and would still talk So Much about it still even if it's not like, oh yeah i'm Into This(tm) right Now lol..........idk! but i sure get really into shit and like, if anyone else is interested in me talking at length / drawing about it, that's sure probably the most successful grounds for Connection lmao cuz yknow. even people who maybe share that interest aren't guaranteed to see that and go "yeah this is someone i'm interested in actually talking to though" like yeah here's your preview of my personality i guess lol

April 27th: What is your favourite form of media? For example, do you enjoy books? What format do you prefer for books (physical, e-book, audiobook)? Did you love reading as a kid but find it challenging as you got older? How about movies, tv, or video games? Do you have a favourite series? yeah i read all the time as a kid, on the bus, if i finished shit early at school, on the bus again, also at home plenty, not so much when i was in college when it's like oh i can just do kinda whatever now (also as people point out it's like. well gotta do all this reading for classes now so) and then it was like, i'll get into other Media i can freely experience at any time, and also hang out with people Some, which i can also just do whenever now, as opposed to at any point before this......still like reading but it can sure kind of be a Whole Thing, like i either can't focus and it's like well time to read like, a paragraph or page a day, or else i'm focusing Too Much really like, if i'm at all trying to see how something ends i might burn through it in a few days (still a fairly slow reader) which is like, do i want to spend multiple days on this One Thing, even if it takes me like, multiple times the runtime to watch a movie or something, that's still probably getting done in 1 day. plus that yeah, mostly reading new shit via laptop, which is kind of a pain as opposed to physical books or like, e readers in theory, i've never actually used one. the only time i used an audiobook was a few times as a kid to read along with longer books to sort of help with that momentum, such a hot minute ago that this was via Tape Cassette.....i do listen to podcasts though, great for like, doing Something Else at the same time, which i don't know that i could split up that focus and guaranteed successfully absorb a book, Maybe So but select podcasts are my Extensive Audio of choice. never really watched that much tv, there were some stuff me and my siblings might watch as it aired, but not really Narrative Series lol, never seen shit, haven't even really watched That many movies either, still don't Really even though it's like yeah w/e in Theory i enjoy these mediums it's like oh my godddd it's a whole thing to focus on one and then plus what if i don't like it but i've had to put in all that time to know i didn't like it lmao.......i can enjoy keeping up with a tv series like, oh boy once a week a half hour to hour installment, that's a great format truly, but i'm rarely getting that experience lmao like. with billions you could stand 2 weeks between episodes b/c whew but it's v Rare like oh thank god, a series with that weekly release........but otherwise it's like ugh do i wanna have alllll this material to watch, do i wanna go through the whole process of figuring out what movie i feel like giving a try........and that i like Revisiting shit i already like pretty endlessly so it's like, i might just do that. so it's like, audio wise i'll put on podcasts, if i feel like watching something i Might be bothered to try out a movie or smthing b/c yknow, ultimately more doable to consume something that's just a few hours, all that when i'm Thinking About a tv series every day for years lmfao, shoutout to billions which sure gets to be my fave b/c tf else am i keeping up with, literally nothing else, even if i haven't gotten around to actually watching all of it yet / haven't simply sat straight through even the episodes i have watched, i Could do it but it's like god formidable when it's sure more than a movie's worth of content and plenty of "i don't care about this and/or hate this" to make me put my head through the wall lmfao thank you billions........also sometimes i remember like "oh yeah, i guess in theory i enjoy video games as well" but i didn't have That much experience w/them and sure don't now, so that's like well irrelevant ig. media

[siren-queen-imagines]

Fluff Alphabet: Zach Dempsey

My first 13 Reasons Why imagine!! Hope you guys like it!!! If you do, expect more! I have one planned for Justin next! Also, such a tragedy of the small amount of Zach imagines on here! How can anyone resist that adorable face?

A = Attractive (What do they find attractive about you?): Zach has always been in love with that smile of yours. It’s so contagious and he appreciates that your gorgeous smile can always make him. But also, if he had to go with that same question but one of the guys asked? Your butt. He love the butt.

B = Baby (Do they want a family? Why/Why not?): Absolutely. Zach would love a family with you one day. Maybe not in the near future considering the fact that you guys haven’t graduated high school yet but definitely one day. He’s always loved kids and being able to have and care for a little sister made him see that he would love to have some of his own one day...and he hoped you would still be together for that.

C = Cuddle (How do they cuddle?): Zach LOVES cuddling with you. He’s very affectionate with you so sometimes he’ll come up from behind you while you’re at your locker and wrap his arms around you. Granted he’s taller, but should he choose to bend down a bit, his arms will find your waist. If not, his arms will wrap around or rest on your shoulders as he holds you close.

D = Dates (What are dates with them like?): Dates with Zach tend to be pretty low key events. Sure, he’ll take you out every now and then, but he prefers to stay in and watch movies or play games and have dinner. You guys spend so much time around everyone at school that it’s nice to have it just be the two of you. Regardless, you always have fun with Zach. Last date night, you both disastrously tried cooking dinner for yourselves and ended up ordering pizza instead. Despite all the cleaning, you guys found ways to have a good time while doing so. 

E = Everything (You are my ____ (e.g. my life, my world…)): My Queen and My Sunshine. Zach tends to call you both of those nicknames. You are the queen of his heart and bring sunshine to his life, especially on the days that aren’t so great.

F = Feelings (When did they know they were in love?): It was a random moment. He’s always liked you and that grew but love...that was maybe four months into your relationship.You guys went out to a movie and had dinner at Rosie’s right after. You guys had went to see the new Avengers movie that had come out. You guys had a debate about Star Lord being the main cause of the snap because he interfered in the removal of the infinity gauntlet when it was thisclose to being removed. You were trying to make him see that he was emotional, and yes he was wrong but he reacted the loss of Gamora the way anyone else would. Your argument was so passionate and it shone in your eyes. It was just that moment he knew...it was love.

G = Gentle (Are they gentle? If so, how?): Zach? Oh yeah, he gentle. Especially in football, he’s used to the roughness of sports. He doesn’t want you to feel that. Plus, it’s just nice for him to have to not feel that with someone. One of his favorite things to do while you guys are relaxing is run his fingers through your hair as you practically use him as a pillow. Your hair is so soft and smooth, he wants to make sure to be gentle enough to keep it that way. There was also this one time in PE class that you had scraped up your arm. The way he touched you...feather light as he tried to clean the broken skin. 

H = Hands (How do they like to hold hands?): Zach always holds hands with you. When you’re standing side by side? He’ll always seek out your hand. His fingers will always lace with yours. Or he’ll put his arm around your shoulders and hope you’ll lace your fingers with his and rest like that. 

I = Impression (What was their first impression?): His first impression of you happened to be something similar to most people. You seemed nice but he didn’t know you really. He thought you were cute too. It wasn’t until you guys were partnered up on a project when you got to know each other and he developed a crush on you apart from the fact that you were attractive.

J = Jealousy (Do they get jealous?): Zach trusts you implicitly. He knows you don’t like to play games so his jealousy isn’t too bad. He’s not much of a jealous person. It only perks up when someone, say like Bryce, Montgomery or even Justin, decide to flirt with you. He just doesn’t like it because they know you’re with him.

K = Kiss (How do they kiss? Who initiated the first kiss?): Your first kiss only happened because you took the first initiative. Zach seemed so nervous and didn’t want to put you in the position where maybe you didn’t want him to kiss you so he would hold back. It wasn’t until date three you couldn’t handle it and kissed him. Zach’s kisses are soft but it’s weird that he can convey his feelings out in a soft kiss like he does. He tends to weave his fingers into your hair when it deepens, his free hand resting on your waist.

L = Love (Who says ‘I love you’ first?): Despite you initiating the first kiss, Zach was the first to say “I love you”. It wasn’t long after he realized it that he said it. He was nervous and made sure you knew that it was okay that you didn’t feel the same way at the time but he needed to get it off his chest. You saw the tension leave his shoulders when he said it and the breath you didn’t realize he was holding come out when you said it back.

M = Memory (What’s their favourite memory together?): One of his favorite memories of his was the day he treated you and his little sister, May, to the carnival that came to town. His mom had to do something at the last minute and got Zach to take care of May...problem was, it was on the night you were supposed to go on a date to the carnival. He was so grateful that you told him to bring May along as it would be good for you and her to get to know each other. He still finds himself looking back on the pictures of that day and the giant smiles on both his favorite girl’s faces. May always looks forward to the chance of hanging out with you and Zach. 

N = Nickel (Do they spoil? Do they buy the person they love everything?): Zach definitely likes to spoil you. But his gifts tend to always have some story or thought behind them...like they’re a reminder of some sort of a funny joke or moments you spent together. He knows you don’t need everything to be happy and loves that about you. If he can, he’ll always try to make a gift for you.

O = Orange (What color reminds them of their other half?): Your favorite color always reminds him of you for obvious reasons. Another will always be your eye color. Whenever it happens to show up, he always imagines your eyes looking back at him in the way you reserve for him.

P = Pet names (What pet names do they use?): When he doesn’t call you his queen or his sunshine, he’ll call you the most basic nickname: babe. 

Q = Quaint (What is their favourite non-modern thing?): When it comes to your relationship, Zach’s favorite non-modern thing to do  is to write you love letters and send them to you in the mail. He tends to do it that way because he likes that it’ll always surprise you and it’s something you can save. He once even used a cassette tape to record you a mixtape to go along with one of your letters. 

R = Rainy Day (What do they like to do on a rainy day?): Rainy days in your guy’s town usually tend to be cold. So when he spends them with you, he’ll make sure you two are all bundled up with some blankets and some tea or hot chocolate. Then you guys will either play board games or watch some movies.

S = Sad (How do they cheer themselves/others up?): Zach cheers himself up the same way he tends to cheer others up: trying to make them smile or laugh. If Zach is alone, he’ll see if a comedy movie will do the trick. If he’s with someone who needs cheering up, he’ll try to find a way to at least put a smile on their face. He likes the fact that in turn usually he’ll hear what’s bothering the person. For Zach, if the movie doesn’t work, he’ll go for a drive in an effort to clear his head. Or he’ll call you and talk it out. 

T = Talking (What do they like to talk about?): Zach likes to talk about a lot of things but his mind will either turn to the current sports season or his future. He wants to be a marine biologist so sometimes random fun facts will come out of his mouth, especially when you guys are studying together and he happens to be working on biology. He also likes to talk about May with you. You can tell how much he cares about her by the way he speaks of her.

U = Unencumbered (What helps them relax?): When he’s alone, Zach relaxes with a video game or reading a book. When he’s with you, he likes to lay in your lap while you play with his hair. The gentleness of it all sometimes puts him to sleep.

V = Vaunt (What do they like to show off? What are they proud of?): Like a typical guy, Zach liked to show off his car. Who could blame him, that thing was a beaut. But he was also proud of anything that had to do with the sports he played. He took pride in hard work and anything that came from it, he was proud of. 

W = Wedding (When, how, where do they propose?): Zach doesn’t know when he’ll propose to you. You guys are still in high school, but he knows he will someday. But he does know how he’ll do it. No matter where the two of you end up, he’ll always bring you back to the spot he learned about from his relationship with Hannah. It was a dock and it overlooked the water. He would take you there and most likely go into this big speech about how much he loves you and how he’s been so happy with you before he decides to get down on one knee and ask that scary but amazing question.

X = Xylophone (What’s their song?): ‘Build You Up’ by Kamaiyah. He just can’t explain why but it resonates with him. You know why though. Part of you knows that it reminds him of Hannah. But also how he felt after his dad passed away that he needed from his mom.

Y = Yes (Do they ever think of getting married/proposing?): Absolutely. He knew he’d get married one day but it really came to a head when he realized he loved you. He truly hopes that you’ll be the one he marries and spends the rest of his life with. He wants to propose to you...he doesn’t know when but he will. Sometimes he doesn’t care that the two of you are in high school and maybe you two can just have a long engagement. Just knowing the commitment between the two of you is there will hold him over until the wedding day.

Z = Zebra (If they wanted a pet, what would they get?): Zach would definitely get a dog. He wouldn’t be picky on the breed. He’d just want a dog that he can play with and even have a running partner when he works on his cardio. Last he checked, all dogs tick those boxes. Hopefully, he’ll get to share the pet parenting with you.

[weaselsmuses-aa]

hey human hcs again because fuck it its revamp time

Ft: My muses && Some others that i just happen to have hcs for.

My muses + oc’s in collab w friends.

Topaz!!

Age: 16

Grade: Sophomore

Born in South Korea

Became something of a musical sensation back home, and is famous for her music mixing.

Became independent at 15, moved to the states a year later with the desire to see what America was like, hollywood in particular.

Lives in an apartment with Saphir, her senior classmate and good friend.

Pastel vibes

Sassy vibes (Much more sassy than gem topaz :o)

MomTM friend. She mediates and keeps the peace. Also will give great life advice.

Judges silently, but says nothing if she has nothing nice to say. (But she’ll think it.)

Currently has a job as a DJ at a local skating rink where her friends hang out. Gets them free food and games..

Hoping to make it big in the US so she can stay after she graduates.

Parents living overseas and helping pay for her life and schooling in the states.

She spends summers in Korea where she visits her family and tours, records music.

Part of the art club and spends a lot of time in the music rooms. She isn’t in Choir, Band or Orchestra, but is in music theory and guitar. Has a LOT of friends in all those programs.

Swiss (birth name: Sage)

Age: 16-17

Grade: Sophomore.

Swiss was born in Switzerland, but has also lived in South Korea for 5 years (where she met Topaz), London for 2, and now the US where she started high school.

Lives with her Father who is from Switzerland, her mom who was born in the UK, and her baby sister Kyanite

Class goofball and classic slacker but somehow still passes and knows the material.

‘ Whoops, I forgot my homework again’ type

Dye’d her hair blue at 14, pierced both her nose, lips, and several places in her ear. 

Depressed and tired. Brings rockstar energy’s to class a lot.

Punk Rock vibes, but wears her uniform rather well. Her messenger bag is tricked out with a lot of music festival patches and pins though.

Her and Topaz both are those kids that have earbuds and beats headphones on all the time. She gets in trouble for listening to rock in class. Or talking.

Has a band, and is the main drummer and back up vocalist.  The band was her idea, but she gives her friends a lot of freedom. Since drumming is her passion she doesn’t mind not being the lead vocalist.

Crushing on / Dating the richest girl in the school (Aquamarine ‘Marie’)

Doesn’t have a job, but thinking about getting a part time one at the record shop near her house.

Oversleeps A LOT. IS late to class a lot. Usually her detentions are from tardiness (or saying some smart ass comment to be funny and getting in trouble for it)

Very protective of her little sister, and gets along well with her in private, despite pretending that she irritates her.

No after school activities for her thanks. That stuffs lame. (Though she does wander in and hang out with the game club sometimes)

Kyanite (Ky)

Age: 14-15

Grade: 8th

One of the pretty MeanTM girls in middle school. Rather high on the social pecking order due to being an upperclassmen and being a cutie with an attitude.

Fashion sense a mix between soft grunge, a touch of punk and more flowing feminine outfits, or neat and prim /professional outfits. Whatever she decides, she likes to look good.

Very talented at doing her make up and nails, tends to have a lot of requests from other girls her age for help in that dept.

Looks up to her sister a lot more than she lets on. Lowkey wants to be involved in a lot of what she does after school. (She even begged her parents to let her dye her hair blue as well right after Swiss did (She was 12 at the time))

Love’s shopping and collecting outfits and cute little butterfly themed things for her room.

While she’s in the ‘popular’ circle of girls in her grade, shes not particularly stuck up when it comes to other kids. She can be mean, but its usually to just as entitled kids. She’s rather tame and even friendly with less popular kids in her grade. She’s very comfortable around them and enjoys not being put on a pedestal all the time

Romance obsessed. (Duh)

Wishes she could get a piercing and a tattoo like her sissy, but her parents only let her pierce her ears. 

A’s in most of her classes, but struggles in History. It’s a snoozefest to her.

Currently in band and debate team. (She plays flute)

Takes FOR-E-VER to get ready to leave the house. (Hey, its not ALWAYS swiss’s fault shes’ late.)

Best friends in school are Livie and Bebe.

Spends a lot of time after school for Band practice, Debate team activities, or supporting her bestie Bebe in her cheer practice.

Really likes sneaking in the upperclassmen building. No one’s cute in her grade :/ (according to her)

Likes to fake being sick so she can go home early. way too often.

Bonus’es! 

ft some of my other... (albiet co-op) oc’s / and aquamarine cus i can

Bebe

Age: 14-15

Grade: 8th

Met Kyanite in 6th grade and they instantly hit it off well.

Bubble gum pink hair, and really likes fashion. Always obsessed with wearing the cutest combo of clothes she can come up with.

Really sweet and bubbly on the surface, but she isn’t called a bubblegum bitch for nothing. She knows shes popular and will often trick the vulnerable into believing they have social status only to humiliate them when she sees fit.

A little bit bitchier than Ky. Not that she wants to be mean actively, she just kind of ......is how we say.....spoiled brat.

As long as her best friend cares about someone she does too.

When she actually does accept you, shes a very sweet and almost loyal to the point of irritation.

Crushing on Kyanite, kissed her at a party and has kind of never got over it.

Serial dater. Literally she has a new sweetie every week. its tiring.

Junior Varsity Cheer Team and Drama club are her life.

When she’s not doing those things, she’s spending her time in her Juniors bowling team. They go to tourney during summer.

Parents aren’t filthy rich but they are not hurting for money in any shape or form. Shes always got whatever she wanted.

Loves getting gifts, and will almost try and bug people into sending her stuff to homeroom during holidays. Either because she wants STUFF or for her own popularity.

Might be kind of bitchy but really does feel bad and get upset if people point that out about her. I wouldn’t say she /wants/ to be a bad person. her parents never told her no and nor how to not be self centered.

Very talkative and upbeat. Wants to inspire her friends and lift them up.

On the other end, is a big gossip and bad about spreading rumors and stirring up drama with people she isn’t a fan of.

Show her a cute animal and she’ll sob. I mean the whole 9 yards.

 Marie  . (Aquamarine.)

Age: 17-18

Grade: 12th

Born and raised in London for the majority of her life.  She’s also lived in France for 3 years during an abroad program her parents sent her to where she met one of her closest friends (Astrid)

Her parents are filthy stinkin rich and own a foreign luxurious fashion company and a luxury car company.

Livie is her baby sister and she often tries to pretend like thats not the case. (She loves her guys i swear)

Stuck up, bratty, and just an overall bitch. She RELISHES in it. Marie KNOWS shes mean, popular and has power and she’s proud.

“you can’t sit with me, you can’t talk to me, you aren’t good enough to even know me.”

Her desire for power has her gunning for valedictorian (cue her and satoshit fighting to the death), and she’s currently the president of student government. Thats right. She’s deciding school functions and your future you little peasant fucks.

Will shove her riches and status down your THROAT oh my goooodddd

Throws HUGE parties when her parents are out of town, uses it as a tool to make the popular kids/upperclassmen love her even more and show the ‘losers’ where their place is.

Always has to look THE best in the school, and will probably murder anyone who threatens to take her places as prom queen (i kid i kid.........maybe)

Hangs out with Astrid and Mae when they’re in town.

Has a type that does not fall in line with her image (coughcough Swiss cough) and will do a LOT to keep in a secret. But....listen....she also can’t hide it well. Like...not even a little. She gay.

She’s always seen with her posse of popular girls and her two primary school friends the topazes. They’re just the schools huge UNITS of lesbian quarterbacks, their fists as big as your face, they wont squash you, promise. (look at marie wrong once bitch.)

Will die of embarrassment of her sister livie. Unfortunately is responsible for her in a lot of ways. Driving her back and forth from school, taking her to school functions and much more. (She loves her....double pinky swear) But she claims they aren’t related. (no one believes this hoe) That don’t mean she wont DESPERATELY try to pawn her off for the day. Babysitter? Butler? Anyone? SOMEONE?

Will absolutely use Livie as a means to hang out with Swiss via playdates. Oh yeah, she knows their baby sisters are besties. It’s free real estate.

Has expressed to Swiss that she wishes they could trade sisters. ( I swear marie loves livie deep down in this essay I will----)

In a wealth measuring contest with Satoshit 24/7

Is CONSTANTLY going on overseas trips. She will never stop bragging about it.

Consumed mostly by Student Government and Theatre.

[retvenkos]

“you knew me when i didn’t know myself”

requested

BEING CHILDHOOD FRIENDS??? WITH PARKER SHAW??? THAT HAS TO GO A LITTLE SOMETHING LIKE THIS...

okay, so we all know parker is, at his core, a massive nerd

so as a kid? parker was precious

you met in kindergarten (the two of you go wayyyy back) where, during choice time, he was, of course, playing with those heavy, wooden blocks that are not at all child-friendly

you, naturally, brought a toy helicopter to play with and you made a tall building that the helicopter could land on

but being children, you were too harsh in setting down the toy and the entire building collapsed, heavy blocks landing on you.

a few of them crushed your hand, and when you were upset, parker stayed with you, telling you it was going to be alright

to reassure you, of course, but also to reassure himself.

from that moment on, the two of you were inseparable

pine springs was a small town, which meant that it was easy for you and parker to always find each other in the mix

you had the same classes together up until junior high, where you still managed to share some core classes and have the same lunch

but, as expected, your teenage years was when the bullying started

parker was such an easy target, too

he was a scrawny goody-two-shoes back then, with terrible parents that the whole town heard screaming at night... and kids would tear him apart

with the school being so small, it was easy for word to get around. everyone knew that parker shaw was a push over.

parker  h a t e d  it

he was already pushed around at home. so for it to follow him to school?

his anger was turning dangerous, and your methods of distracting him was no longer cutting it.

you were worried for him.

then, he seemingly disappeared the next summer, no where to be found at your usual hanging spots.

you knew better than to check at his parent’s house. he stayed with you more often than not. but where else could he have gone?

he had been hanging out with a new crowd - those kids at school who would pick fights so that they wouldn’t be caught unawares.

when he came back, he was parker 2.0

strong, confident, angry... it was like you didn’t know him

he didn’t push you away, but he stopped reaching out (ohmygod, parker had an angsty, emo phase)

but you refused to give up on him.

you reached out to the only person you thought could help, the police chief with a heart of gold - abe kelley

if only you had known...

it took a while before parker came around to hanging out with you again

and he was different - somethings could never be the same - but the more you saw of him, the more you realized exactly who parker 2.0 was

strong, unsure and only able to process that through anger... but still an awkward dork at heart

“i think you haven’t changed that much, parker. you’re the same kid who cried when a pretty girl looked at him in the mall.”

“...i remember you tripping when she smiled.”

“you were there to help me up.”

and he nods, quiet for a minute

“i’ll always be there.”

he threw himself headlong into becoming a police officer after that

it was a goal. something he could work toward and fantasize about... something away from his present

you, of course, teased him

“switching sides so quickly? i thought you looked good in your black hoodies... and the cigarettes—”

“tasted terrible. no wonder they’re called cancer sticks.”

“so then you regret your choice?”

and he sighs

“no. if i hadn’t chosen that path, i wouldn’t be on this one, now.”

“yeah. you’d probably be an environmentalist or park ranger, you nerd.”

and when parker loves something, he loves it with every fibre of his being

he would spend literal hours talking to you about his future job. he would stay at your house and you would fall asleep or play video games to him rambling about how great abe was, and how one day he was going to be just like him

better, even.

you would roll your eyes and tell him he would do just fine being himself, but when he would come to you, excited, you couldn’t help but smile

you know that you are the first person he comes to when he starts to notice all the odd drownings

you want to do some sleuthing of your own, and parker totally goes with you, but they mostly end in dead ends.

in the earlier days, the cult was better at trying up loose ends and keeping things under the radar. it’s only when they got comfortable that they started to slip up

but honestly, you have such a special place in parkers heart

no one has ever stood by him the way you have. no one has ever really cared...

he’ll never forget that.

if you ever need anything, parker is your guy

and, in true parker fashion, he is very protective of you.

if someone so much as looks at you funny, it’s all going down.

you saved parker. he will  a l w a y s  be there to save you.

AND FLUFF ENSUES.

[joonsrack]

+Pairing: Kim Seokjin x Kim Namjoon

+Genre: One shot, college au, fluff, kind of established relationship but not.

+10-31, nonhyeon dong series: Part I | Part II | Part III

+Word count: 8.3k

+Summary: 

"Hyung...you- you two kissed?"      Seokjin freezes for a half a second, then rolls his eyes nonchalantly, going back to his task. "Yes, it was part of the plan, remember?"      He feels the room fall silent around him.      "What?" He asks and catches Namjoon’s expression that's getting redder by the seconds from where he's looking past Taehyung's shoulder to the phone in his dongsaeng's hands.      "What?" He tries again.      "We talked about a peck... This-..." He says gleefully, turning the phone towards Seokjin who squints to make senses of what's inside the small screen. "This is not. A peck"  

 +Warnings: SFW, Stalker (not between the same pairing), bad dad jokes & sarcasm.

A/N: Apology to VIXX fans, i didn’t know who they were back then and just picked a random celebrity name. Lee Jaehwan just happened to be there, i don’t hate him or anything. 

Kim  Namjoon  21h 43:    

whrr thr f ar u  

Kim  Seokjin  21h 43:    

I  forgot   to   feed   the  cat.  

Kim  Namjoon  21h 43:  

 ur   almoat   ahour   lte .    

ANd   we   dnt   hava   catr .  

Kim Seokjin 21h47:  

You’re the person with the highest IQ I know, yet it takes a PhD to make sense of your text, honestly.

Kim  Namjoon  21h 53:  

(...)  

(...)  

(...)  

You've  been  shining  by  your  absence for  almost   a   hour   now ,  your  club  members  have been  throwing  me weird looks for the  most  part of  it   because   they  do not know  my  business  here .  

Also ,  ywe  do not  own  a cat.  

Kim  Seokjin  21h 54:  

No  need  to  get   your   underpants  in  a  twist, Shakespeare. Just  make   it   readable .  

Kim  Namjoon  21h 54:    

Y  ou're   late .  Your  club  members  are w e  i  r d.  

Kim  Seokjin  21h 55:  

Tell me  something   i   don't  know.  

Kim  Namjoon  21h 59:  

It would take 10,000 helium balloons to make your ass fly over here.  

Hurry .  the  fuck.  up .  

Kim  Seokjin  22h 03:    

Roger  that .  

Hey  you   want  to  hear  a joke about  helium ?  

Kim  Namjoon  22h 04:  

Hyung.  

No.  

Kim  Seokjin  22h 04:  

Almost.  

The correct  answer   is  Na,  though .  

Kim  Namjoon  22h 04:  

hyuNG .  

******  

‘Best friends’ is what most people would use. Sometimes, there's the odd ball that calls them soulmates.

Honestly, Seokjin thinks neither apply.  

The rest of their misfit roommates calls them oemma and appa. They also talk about their wedding as if it already happened. As a joke, of course.  

Because they're not married.  

He thinks to himself, as Namjoon spends most of the night with his arm wrapped around his waist. For his defense, they're acting like a couple to discourage a creep from Seokjin's club that's been becoming increasingly annoying in the last few weeks; Seokjin is never having drunk sex with kind-of-friends again, however horny he might get. Nothing good ever comes out of it, and now he's gotten himself the worst kind of STD: a stalker.  

It only took a passing mention during their weekly TV Thursday night for their roommates to plan out a way to get Seokjin out of his awkward situation.  

(It got past awkward territory when he asked you for the fifth time if you were sure you didn't want to go on a date with him Friday night, Yoongi said.  

He might have been right.)  

The solution they came up with then is to pretend Seokjin’s eternal Uni celibacy is a thing of the past, Namjoon being the logical choice as a fake boyfriend since the whole University already think they are dating.  

Namjoon is also the logical choice since their noisy friends seem hellbent on having them married with five kids ever since Jungkook and Taehyung put their big boys pants on (or off) and confessed to each other. Now it's like it's their four friends goal to get Namjoon and Seokjin together next (Yoongi probably doesn't give a shit about anything else other than his music and Jimin's ass, so Seokjin isn't counting him in).  

So yeah, Seokjin wouldn't exactly use the term best friend or soulmates to describe his relationship with the younger man. More something in the line of puzzle pieces; they're different yet they fit.  

It's chance that brought them together (or more commonly named: being bad dancers). The only thing they had in common back then had been overbearing mothers; one who wanted her son to gain control over his limbs and stop breaking everything, and the other having high expectations for her son's handsome face. Being the worst of their hip hop dance class, they bonded over always being put in the back during choreography.

They don't take dance classes anymore, but 10 years down the line and Seokjin couldn't see his life without Kim Namjoon's face in it.  

Living together for university had been only natural, and along came the five other weirdos.  

They drew the line at sharing the same room to have a break of each other's face from time to time. But if it comes down to it, Namjoon is probably the only person, other than his parents, who knows almost everything about him.

(More than his parents, actually.)  

So, kissing him to make their act all the more believable doesn't feel as weird as he thinks it should.  

Awkward, maybe, but not weird. He spent the best of the last few years trying (and failing) to avoid looking at Namjoon's pout, so it's safe to say he's already familiarized with it; well before Namjoon chuckles awkwardly and goes in for a peck under the gleeful look of his club members. He's pretty sure bet had been going on about them.  

Of course, the only one who doesn't think so is Lee Jaehwan, stalker extraordinary.  

No, he seems extremely surprised by this turn of event, and has the audacity to look affronted. He doesn't budge though, just press his lips together and raises an eyebrow, as if to say: you're not fooling anyone.  

Of course it wouldn't be that easy, Seokjin thinks, irritated.  

"Come on boys, we're all adults here, we're over the peck-on-cheek stage" someone throws from the back. Once Seokjin finds out who, he's cancelled.  

It's too late though, and their club members are calling obnoxiously for an encore. The rest of the patrons at the bar are looking at them like the bunch of annoying kids they are, bringing a faint blush of embarrassment to his cheeks. Seokjin smiles nervously, his excuse all set and ready to go; but it gets lost in Namjoon's mouth.  

There's a hand on his neck keeping him in place, but it's not strong enough that he couldn't push it away, if he wanted. Namjoon is just that considerate.  

It takes him a moment to remember he can (and should) breath through his nose.

He has a split second of clarity to thanks god Taehyung and Jungkook couldn't make it to their club hangout tonight, before he wraps his arms around Namjoon's neck and sells his soul to the devil. He's already in love with the dude, what is it going to change to get a taste of him?  

Once he relaxes into the kiss, it becomes all the more natural. Puzzle pieces, Seokjin's mind provides again. His mind has always been too noisy though, so he shuts it off. Namjoon kisses him like it's a challenge, and Seokjin knows he already lost. He lost well before their lips ever connected; he doesn't feel like a loser, though, once he realizes that he’s not the only one breathing hard.

Seconds becomes minute and his club members chants become catcalls, and when he opens his eyes again, disoriented but holding on to Namjoon's frame, he can see from the corner of his eyes Lee Jaehwan storming out of the bar.  

"Mission accomplished" Namjoon whispers to him once Creepy McPants is out of sight.  

He lets out a relieved sigh and sags a little in Namjoon's embrace. His dongsaeng passes a reassuring hand down his back, knowing him too well. Anybody else and Seokjin would be putting on an indifferent front, but it's Kim Namjoon standing before him.  

"Since we're here, might as well drink something? I think I need to relax a little." He says and tries to meet Namjoon’s eyes but the younger man seems to be looking at everything but him.

"Sure" Namjoon shrugs, "I'll go get us something, just to escape from their crazed looks for a few."  

"You snatched the prettiest one around, of course they'll be noisy about it, it's the drama club." Seokjin says, playing up the arrogant attitude to try and get rid of the awkwardness surrounding them.

"You're so modest"  

"Tell me something I don't know"  

Namjoon looks pensive for a second, and Seokjin can only regret his comeback before his dongsaeng speaks again.  

"We just shared 80 million bacteria" He answers, their eyes finally meeting.  

Seokjin signs heavily, looking unimpressed with his friend. Of course, he's going to act as if they just didn't share some life changing kiss that's going to make it 300% harder for Seokjin to get over his infatuation.  

That thing he did with his tongue?  

He's ruined.  

"You're not the only that can be a smart ass, Hyung." Namjoon shrugs again, then goes toward the general direction of the bar, probably to get him his favorite drink.

Because there's no reason why Namjoon wouldn't know Seokjin's favorite drink, is there?  

******

"So how did your date go, hyung?" Jimin asks from where he's perched over the kitchen counter, licking a spatula full of what looks like thick white cream.  

Yoongi standing frozen over the remains of a broken cup makes a lot more sense now.  

Hoseok is whipping up cake batters for who knows what reason, and Jungkook and Taehyung are doing their weird foreplay rituals that includes playing violent video games and telling each other to eat shit.  

Youngsters these days have weird ways to set the mood.  

"Namjin 1; Jaehwan 0" He answers with no inflection. He just can't wait to be alone in his room to analyze every tiny detail of his new-found knowledge; Kim Namjoon aka Professional Mouth Licker.  

"He looked pretty pissed though, when he stormed out" Namjoon says with a worried crease forming between his brows "You should probably be careful for the next few weeks... Try to avoid being alone with him".  

"It's not like I have much control over that, we're in the same club, we're in the same play. He might have a pretty minor role put the mailman is a key character"  

"Don't worry Hyung," Taehyung says from where his head is now pillowed on Jungkook's thighs. They've stopped playing to listen in, apparently. "We'll keep an eye on him. With Jungkook's muscles and my..." He looks down at his own body, frowning. "I won't be much help but Jungkook's muscles will do, I guess."  

"But you do have muscles, hyungie" Jungkook says, trying to subtly shove a hand under Taehyung's T-shirt. 'Trying' being the key word here.

"Oh for fuck sake" Jimin says, fake gagging. "We should never have helped them get their shit together. I'll regret it eternally."  

"Yah, when have you ever helped them," Yoongi squints. "You only wanted first row to the drama."  

Jimin doesn't even bother looking affronted, sauntering off the counter with a smirk.  

"You gotta admit Hyung, the tea was pretty good."  

Taehyung and Jungkook get-together-story kind of became this year's running gag, generating hours of teasing and laughing from the rest of their hyungs. But they took their revenge by becoming gross. Grosser than when they were simply crushing on each other, as if that was possible.  

Which is why Seokjin knows it's Taehyung's phone that starts making a racket as he pours himself and Namjoon a glass of water, since his different notifications sounds are recordings of Jungkook's various weird laughs.

(Once, Taehyung "forgot" his phone in his room, and he spent the whole night waking up to the Maknae's evil laughter. Seokjin still believe the phone had been purposely hidden there. Revenge had been written all over Taehyung's face when he came to collect his phone the next morning.)

But now he's so used to it that he barely reacts, until a loud gasp from behind startles him.  

"Hyung...you- you two kissed?"  

Seokjin freezes, then rolls his eyes nonchalantly, going back to his task. "Yes, it was part of the plan, remember?"  

He feels the room fall silent around him.  

"What?" He asks and catches Namjoon’s expression that's getting redder by the seconds from where he's looking past Taehyung's shoulder to the phone in his dongsaeng's hands.  

"What?" He tries again.  

"We talked about a peck... This-..." He says gleefully, turning the phone towards Seokjin who squints to make senses of what's inside the small screen. "This is not. A peck"  

It's a little blurry, but you can clearly see Namjoon's tongue shoved down his throat.  

Seokjin takes a deep breath, brain going a mile a minute to come up with a good excuse.  

He can feel five hungry stares looking their way, and he's coming up blank; all he can focus on is the thought of his bed calling on to him.  

He does the most sensible thing; grabs Namjoon's hand before anyone can react and runs for it.  

"I'm sorry hyung, I wanted to help you out, but now we will never live this down." Namjoon whines from between his hands covering his red face, once they are safely hidden away in Seokjin and Yoongi's room.  

"Tell me something I don't know"  

Namjoon goes to open his mouth despite his embarrassment, but this time Seokjin is faster.  

"Don't.”

He can hear giggle from the other side of the door that he gratefully locked, thanking god for Min Yoongi and his appreciation of social interactions.  

"You can't hide forever hyungie~" Jimin muffled voice calls out sweetly.  

"Yes we can~" He answers, matching in sweetness.  

"No you can't, not in my room."  

"Shut up Yoongiyah, you go sleep in Namjoon's bed for the night."  he says, since being the oldest has advantages. "Or better yet, I'm sure Jimin has some space to spare for your skinny ass." he adds as an afterthought.  

There's a few choice words thrown his way, until he can hear Hoseok tell Yoongi to shut the fuck up and sacrifice his room to blossoming love.  

A disgruntled sigh is all he needs to hear to know they won't be disturbed for the reminder of the night.

*****  

The signs that escape his mouth is enough to shake mountains, but not Min Yoongi.  

No, Yoongi ignores his arrival, still a little bit mad for having been locked out of his room couple days ago. Jimin is there as well, lazing on his hyung's bed with a pair of earbuds cutting him off from the world. Seokjin's catches a few seconds of what seems to be some studio dance practice.  

He sighs again, this time his whole body melting into his bed.  

"What." Yoongi's snaps. Because no matter how hard he tries, he'll never be able to hide the fact that he cares.  

"Lee Jaehwan has yet to give up, it seems."  

It doesn't take half a second before Namjoon's head pops into the room.  

"I knew he'd be hard to shake off" he muses out loud, cocking a hip against the door frame  

"If you two keep acting like a couple he'll get over it some days" Yoongi says, not stopping the rotation of his chair. It's making Seokjin dizzy.  

"What acting?" Jimin adds from his spot, one of his earbud now dangling.  

Ignoring his comment, Namjoon's takes place on the space left on the bed and puts a reassuring hand on the small of his back.  

"My point" Jimin mutters again, but a pillow is thrown into his face.  

"What happened?", Namjoon asks, and Seokjin groans once again.  

"Nothing too dramatic... he asked me if I was serious about you and he got all mad when I said yes. Then he was just there, in the background. I could feel his wrath, literally. He made everyone tiptoe around him."  

"He acted like a dickwad" Jungkook adds from the door frame, balancing Taehyung on his back. "The biggest dickwad around"  

"Not to me" Taehyung says, and the room focus on him.  

"He acted overly sweet and asked If I knew of anyone planning to move out of the apartment. And how much the rent was."  

A grim silence fills the room, even Yoongi stops spinning.  

"For fuck sake" Seokjin whines.  

"Of course, I told him no one was leaving and he couldn't afford the rent. Then he acted like the biggest dickwad towards me as well."  

"Well this Lee Jaehwan problem will not go away as easily as we thought" Jimin says, all business like.  

Namjoon's chin is starting to protrude; he's getting serious.  

The front doors screeches, and Hoseok erupts from the hallway a few seconds later, drenched in sweat, finding the six of them crammed into the medium sized room with a mix of worried and irritated expressions on.  

"What'd I miss" he says, eyebrows joining his hairline, trying to squeeze past the two men combo blocking the door. "Why' we all crammed in here when the living room is perfectly sized to accommodate all of us?" He asks, but he joins Jimin on the bed anyways, to Yoongi's displeasure. They both ignores his protest as they get into a more comfortable position.  

"The disrespect- I swear to god if my bed smells like sweat... How can you touch him right now Jiminie?"  

"We're both dancers, we're used to it." Their matching indifferent look are enough to shut Yoongi up.  

"What should we do next." Namjoon's puts the conversation back on track.  

"Seokjin-hyung could act mean to him?" Jungkook proposes.  

"Have you seen him? He doesn't know how to be mean. He's an eomma down to his soul"  

"I can be mean," he defends himself against Jimin's jab, "I could tell him his... body proportions are bad?"  

A groan spreads through the room. Even Hoseok who doesn't even know what they're talking about. He must be getting the idea, though.  

"Tell him his acting sucks" Taehyung proposes. "Because it does. Then you're not being mean, you're telling the truth and saving him from a future of job rejections. It's a win-win.”  

"We're not trying to destroy his self-esteem, just trying to make him see that Seokjin-hyung is not the one for him."  

"Then tell him he doesn't fit your standards"  

"I tried, but he laughed it off."  He says, irritation permeating his words.  

"It's like nobody here knows our university has campus security" Jimin sighs.  

"Luckily for us or our precious Jungkookie would be in jail~"  Hoseok singsongs.  

The maknaes couple blush and escapes the room, Taehyung still perched on his boyfriend's back.  

"They will never live this down" Yoongi's grins, then hits a couple of keys on his keyboards and jumps to his feet. "Alright, I'm gone"  

"Hi gone, I'm Seokjin", he answers as an automatism, because he knows his classics. Dad jokes are life.  

Yoongi stops in his track as a resounding groan crosses the room again, stares at him with the blankest look of disappointment possible, then leaves without saying anything else.  

The sound of the door closing seems to startle Hoseok and Jimin into action as well.  

"Didn't you say the studio was free today? I need you to look at a new movement I want to fit in for the next showcase."  

"Sure, everything for my cute dongsaengie" Hoseok coos. Coos.  

In a flurry of movement only flexible people can afford, they both leave the room with a goodbye thrown behind.  

And they were two.  

"Either my bad joke scared them away, or none of my dongsaengs care that I might be kidnapped and put into a cage only to be fed dry ass chicken by a creep that's counting on Stockholm syndrome to make me fall for him."  

Namjoon scoffs but frowns again.  

"You want to give a shot to extra PDA? I could come and fetch you after your club meetings? We could try walking together in the morning?"  

“It’s not like we don’t already do that most of the time.” Seokjin sighs to the sudden quietness of the room. “But sure, ’cause I'm getting too old to put my back through the trauma of being restrained in a cage."  

He pats the empty spot next to him and Namjoon takes the cue and lays down.

They wake up hours later disoriented and limbs tangled to the flash of a camera.  

These damn youngsters, he swears silently.  

*****  

The next day, everybody seems to have a new lock screen.  

Everybody but Yoongi of course, but Seokjin doesn't take it personally; Min Holly has been his phone screen ever since he had to leave his puppy with his parents while he was off to University.  

And by the way he smirks at Seokjin first thing in the morning, he at least downloaded the picture into his phone.  

It's a cute picture he has to admit, with him and Namjoon so entangled it's hard to tell which limbs belongs to who. He wishes he could find a way to subtly ask someone to send it to him. But that would be weird, right?  

Right.  

His paper on the influence of dramatics art on the development of kids is staring blankly back at him. He's supposed to hand it back in a few days but he can't bring himself to stay focused for two seconds, he's got too many things on his mind; like Namjoon's tongue down his throat or the borderline stalker walking towards him.  

"Hey, Seokjinie!"  

Lee Jaehwan is waving, and Seokjin debates acting like he didn't see or hear him, but being in the school library kind of makes it hard to play that card. Also the fact that they shared a nice and awkward eye contact.  

"Jaehwan, hey" he answers, hoping his irritation isn't showing too much.  

"You're working on the paper for Park Seonseangnim's class?"  

"Yeah... Or I'm trying to. I'm having a hard time focusing here."  Seokjin says with a small bite, hoping for the man to take the cue. Which he doesn't.  

"Oh well, you want to take a coffee break? I'll buy.” he says, with a big smile full of teeth. Like a wolf in disguise. That wants to kidnap him.  

And then put him in a cage and feed him dry chicken.  

Seokjin closes the lid of his laptop just on the side of too hard. Here he was hoping to fit in a couple of lines, but that won't be possible now.  

"Actually, I have to go, I'm meeting up with Namjoonie in a few."  

"Right. Kim Namjoon. Your Boyfriend." He says with something close to disdain in his voice, the capital "B" clearly voluntary.  

Seokjin starts gathering his things as Jaehwan carries on.  

"You know it's funny because when I think about it just a few weeks ago you told you didn't want to date before finishing your degree."  

He's still smiling and it's so fake, Seokjin can see right through. He can see the irritation and self-righteousness, and it's starting to get on his nerves.  

"You're right, I remember thinking that. But I also remember being an adult who can take his own goddamn decision without anyone butting in, thank you very much."  

He roughly shoves his books in his bag, struggling when the zipper gets stuck. Jaehwan takes the opportunity to grab him by the wrist and halt his movement, and it takes Seokjin everything to contains his rage at having this guy trying to invade his life.  

"Wait, I didn't mean to make you mad. I'm just trying to figure out why you rejected me. You haven't even left me a chance. After that night you just acted as if nothing happened..."  

"Honestly, I've told you in so many different ways that you don't interest me, if you still don't get it by now, then you're just plain stupid. I like them smart, so all the more reasons for me not to date you.” he hisses.  

With that off his mind, he yanks his arm free and walks away. Some students stare as he storms out, but he's too irritated to feel bad for his loudness.  

There's strange sense of satisfaction that comes with not acting nice. Is this how it feels to be mean?  

******  

That night when he gets home he starts whipping up a meal. It happens when he's stressed. Frying rice somehow helps him get his mind off things.  

There's only three pair of shoes thrown hazardously by the door, but he always makes enough to have leftovers, so he cooks something for seven. By the time it's almost ready, Namjoon, Taehyung and Jimin come sniffing out of their room, drawn out by the smell of his kimchi fried rice.  

Namjoon takes one look at him and at the meal he's cooking.  

"Is something wrong, Hyung?"  

Seokjin answers with a noncommittal sound and the subject is dropped, for now. Jimin takes the hint though and pops a chilled soju bottle and a couple of beer out of the refrigerator.  

"Someak! Someak!" Taehyung exclaims, and gets the shot glass and beer glass from the cupboard.  

They eat in relative quietness, talking in low voice of the highlights of their days and enjoying a few drinks. By 8pm, Jimin's and Taehyung's cheeks are reddish, and they laugh much too easily. Namjoon is telling them a story in a slower and deeper drawl than usual, and Seokjin is smiling at nothing. Or maybe he's smiling at Namjoon stupid handsome face, and low voice, and adorable dimples. Whatever.  

Jimin and Taehyung offer themselves for the dishes, Namjoon having been banned from the task since the first few months of their cohabitation.  

"You wanna watch something on my computer?" He offers Seokjin instead.  

"What are my options?"  

Namjoon thinks for a second, booting up his laptop.

"Are you feeling more something like Train to Busan or 100 days with Mr. Arrogant?"  

"As much as I enjoy my fair share of teen classic, seeing zombies eating their way through humanity seems pretty ideal for my state of mind right now."  

"Train to Busan it is." He says, and search through his files until he lets out a triumphant sound, the movie studio animation playing a few seconds later.  

They settle more comfortably on Namjoon's bed, still a little buzzed from their drinks. The laptop is safely positioned on a nightstand, strategically moved to be the perfect TV stand.  

He makes it through the first half relatively alert, but the screams of terror are lulling him to sleep, and he burrow a little deeper under the blanket. Namjoon throws a casual arm over him, like it's the most natural thing for them to cuddle. It probably is.  

He doesn't know how he ends up the little spoon, but he's not going to complain; Namjoon's breath is ghosting over his neck, making goosebumps breaks out all over his skin.  

It should probably make the whole experience uncomfortable, but it doesn't, truth to be told. This happened countless times over the last ten years, and it will probably happens again. They both know each other’s body by now, and he does know why he ended up the little spoon. He always is, probably because he ends up complaining whenever it's the other way around.  

His lanky arms are just not made for Namjoon's head.  

There's a finger rubbing circles into his skin, probably more unconsciously than anything else. The shape they're drawing is getting less consistent as Namjoon's breath evens out. Soon enough, Seokjin's eyes are losing the battle against the drowsiness weighting over them. There's a weird noise somewhere in the house, but he pays it no mind as his breath evens out as well.  

With Jimin and Taehyung being the only one home, it's nothing new. But there's a weird feeling to it all. Nevertheless, he knows if it's anything major they'll come knocking.  

It ends up being kind of major, but there's no knocking, and it's not who he thought it would be.  

God, he wishes they had chosen his goddamn room to watch the movie, then he could have locked the door and wouldn't need to open his eyes to Lee Jaehwan's face.  

"What the fuck." Is all he manages to say.  

There's Jimin and Taehyung struggling to hold him back with pink latex gloves on, but they clearly kept on drinking so they don't seem to be the most efficient defence line.  

Namjoon makes a confused noise when Seokjin's warmth disappears, following him as he sits up on the bed.  

He looks confused by Jaehwan's presence, until he sees the door of their apartment gapping open down the hallway and his maknaes’s distraught states.  

And then, he doesn't look confused anymore.

The only time Seokjin saw Namjoon looking like that was years ago, when one of Seokjin's ex cheated on him, gave him a STD, then called him on the phone to break up with him. That had been a funny night. That evening, Namjoon silently went out and came back hours later hiding his hands in his pockets. Seokjin never asked.  

"What do you think you're doing here?"  

Calm and composed is, and always will be, the scariest kind of Kim Namjoon. He gets to his feet in an intimidating motion, ready to block off any attempt to get to his Hyung.  

"Seokjinah, I need to talk to you"  

"He's got nothing to say to you. Get out."  

"I'm not talking to you." He tries to side step Namjoon but he's having none of it. He grabs him by the arm, hard enough to earn him a whine, and pulls him out of the room into the hallway and out the door of their apartment. He’s got his two hands holding on roughly to Jaehwan’s shirt collar, probably planning on slamming him into a wall, but before they can create a bigger disturbance, Seokjin stops him with a gentle hand.

"Go back inside."  He tells Namjoon, his eyes on Lee Jaehwan  

"Hyung..." He tries to argue, not letting go.  

"I got this."  

It's probably the look of steel on Seokjin's face that convince Namjoon to let him handle the situation, and after throwing a last look between the two, he reluctantly lets go and withdraws inside.  

He's probably spying through the peephole, though.  

"Let's walk." Seokjin, throws over his shoulder, walking towards the exit without looking if Jaehwan is following. The last thing he wants is noise complaints from his neighbour. He doesn't even know what time it is, but the last time he checked, it was pushing 10, so it's probably getting late.  

They walk down the staircase and out of the building in total silence, the only thing confirming the other man following being the sound of his steps close behind.  

Once they step into the air outside, Seokjin takes the direction of the nearest subway station.  

Jaehwan hurries his steps to be level with him.  

"I know it's rude to barge in like that but I really needed to talk to you... and your roommates refused to go and get you."  

"Reasonable, as they knew I was busy.”  

"I didn't have a choice, you've haven't responded to any of my text. I couldn't find you after you left the library."  

"Probably because I didn't want to talk to you. But we're here, so let's talk." He stops and turns around." I don't know how to make you understand that I don't have any interest in you, any intention to date you-"  

Jaehwan tries to interrupt but Seokjin raises his hand and stops him.  

"I'm at the point where I don't even want to try and stay friend with you. You're making me hate you."  

"But the night we spent together-" he says, grabbing his wrist, again.  

"Meant nothing. We slept together. That's it. I was drunk, you were drunk. We had a one off and honestly, I don't even remember half of it. From what I do remember though, you weren't really memorable. We're just not a good match."  

"I was drunk, if we tried again-"  

Seokjin snaps his wrist away and takes a step back.  

"There is not going to be an 'again'. There was never going to be one since there's nothing between us."  

"Seokjin..."  

"You're making yourself look pathetic, and you're making my life hard. Just please, stop it. Don't talk to me outside of club duty."  

"Why, because your boyfriend won't like it?" Jaehwan, says, taking a step forward to stay close, invading his personal space. Again.  

"No, because I don't want to talk to you, that's all. Namjoon has nothing to do with this."  

"Oh, come on Seokjinie, I know you're not dating him for real. You’re just trying to make me jealous.” Jaehwan says with a smile, as if he's gotten the upper hand. Seokjin hesitates a second but decides it's not even worth to try and defend the lie they crafted to discourage Jaehwan’s advances. Clearly, it failed.  

“No, I told everyone we were dating so you would give up, but your head is so far up your ass that it didn't matter to you."  

"Yah Kim Seokjin," he says, and take a couple of steps again, until he's standing in Seokjin's face. "I've let a lot of insults slip by because I know you're just playing hard to get, but don't cross the line. You keep calling me stupid and stuff, and it's not cute anymore. Let's just stop this game, ok? We don't have to tell anyone if you're scared for your image, we can just date in secret."  

Seokjin is shocked frozen by the thickness of Jaehwan's skull. He's so deluded, and he's starting to regret not letting Namjoon handle him. No, he had to go and get them alone, at night, with no one around.

"I'm not playing hard to get. I don't like you. Leave me alone. How many times do I have to say-"  

Lee Jaehwan grabs both of his shoulders and goes in for a kiss, shocking Seokjin who braces himself for the impact. He struggles to push the man away, but he's never been the muscular type, giving Jaehwan an advantage that he takes to keep a tight hold on him.

He can feel fingers digging uncomfortably into the meat of his shoulder, making it hard to avoid Jaehwan's attempt to plant one on him.

Seokjin is considering a nice and well timed headbutt, desperate times and all that, but it proves itself unnecessary as two muscled arms pull the man off him and make quick work of throwing him to the ground in a mess of limbs.  

Never in his life Seokjin has been this happy to see Jeon Jungkook, modern day hero.  

He's standing tall in all of his post workout glory, a gym bag hanging from his shoulder and his tank top showing off his impressive biceps.  

Once Jaehwan sees who it is, he exclaims in anger, opening his mouth probably to shout about respects and social conventions.  

Before anything makes out of his throat though, Jungkook interrupts him.  

"Sunbae," He says, voice honey-sweet. He carefully places a foot on Jaehwan's hands, putting a light pressure. "I don't think you're showing a good example right now, with the bad touch and the lack of consent" Seokjin bites his tongue, knowing now is not the right time to bring up Jungkook's romantic history. "You should go home and reflect on that for the night." He says, and then add just a little bit more pressure on the hand squished between his shoe and the harsh cement of the side walk. "And If you ever touch Seokjin-Hyung again, I will break every single joint in both of your hands. Understood?"  

His smile doesn't match his words nor his action, succeeding in creeping even Seokjin out.  

He will never fight Jungkook for the last chapseolttoek ever again.  

Jaehwan jumps to his feet, looking like he wants to run for his life, but he still takes the time to pull his clothes back in place, patting himself down while huffing out in displeasure.

"That's no way to talk to your sunbae. You better learn some respect Jeon Jungkook." he tries and fails to look intimidating.  

Jungkook only cocks an unimpressed eyebrow, taking a step and prompting Jaehwan into backtracking. He walks away half running, throwing a worried look over his shoulder every few meters until he's a dot in the distance.  

They stand in place in silence, looking at where Jaehwan left, until Seokjin snaps out of his shocked state and seeks the closest bench to sits himself on, head falling into his hands with a humourless laugh.  

Jungkook takes the hints and sits by his side, putting a reassuring hand on his neck and gently massaging the tension there.  

They stay like that a few minutes until his phone starts ringing, the line It’s gon’ get you in trouble resonating into the night and pulling him out of his silence.  

Kim Namjoon is shining back at him with a picture of his friend holding up a small crab, excitement noticeable by his facial expression. It usually brings a smile to his face, but this time he signs before answering.  

"Hyung, is everything ok? You've been gone for a while" He says the second Seokjin hits answers.

"Yeah I'm good, he's gone,” he says trying to sound normal.” but I walked into Jungkook so I forgot to text you back..."  

"You sound weird, did anything happen?"  

He takes a look at Jungkook, and the maknae stares back, probably having heard Namjoon's question in the quietness of the night.  

"No, I'm just tired. But I think it's finally over, he got it. He seemed pretty... Deterred" he finishes, thinking about Jaehwan's scared face as he ran away.  

Namjoon hesitates on the phone, probably not believing him one bit. He can hear Taehyung and Jimin anxiously asking for news, but Namjoon ignores them, probably overanalysing the way he sounds from the few words they exchanged and dressing hypothesis on why he sounds like somebody told him his jokes suck.  

"Just... get home safely hyung" He ends up saying.  

"Don't worry about me, I've got Mr.Muscle here guarding my ass." he says throwing a smile Jungkook's way.  

After he hangs up and he and Jungkook are on their way, he takes a moment to put a hand on his Maknae's shoulder.  

"I would appreciate if you could keep what happened tonight to yourself. I don’t know how Namjoon might react, but I don’t want him getting into trouble with the school."  

Jungkook thinks for a second but seems to agree.  

"He's going to be really angry if he finds out we kept it from him, though."  

"I'll deal with him if it comes to it, alright?"  

Jungkook raise an eyebrow, but Seokjin knows he can trust him.  

"Aigoo~! our cute maknae is now a man capable of saving a damsel in distress" he says, changing the subject, pinching Jungkook's cheek.  

"You're aware that you're describing yourself as a damsel in distress in this context, right?" He says as he slaps the hand away from his face.  

"Whatever."  

*******  

Life without worrying about stalkers and fake relationship is... Regular. Back to normal.  

He goes to school, goes to theater club, goes home, sleep, rinse, repeat.  

Also, he tries not to think about how almost nothing changed about his relationship with Namjoon, going from normal to fake dating to back to normal. If he let his mind wander, he'd overanalyse how they acted as they usually did to make people believe they were dating. Huh.  

Exhibit A.

Namjoon gets home to find him finishing a 10 funniest Britain's got talent auditions video.

"Hyung, not again. We talked about this. You should be writing your paper. You know when you watch one of these you can't stop."  

"It's a rabbit hole, I swear to god. Plus, YouTube knows. It knows, and it just keeps showing me more and more recommendation of audition's video. They got me by the Balls, Namjoonie."  

Namjoon's sits down on the couch next to him, and Seokjin does the most natural thing, which is, reclining back until his dongsaeng passes his arms around him to hug him to his chest. Then, he presses on the button for the next video.  

Exhibit B.

Namjoon is in one of his mood where nothing can disturb him of the song he's working on, not even hunger. He's been sitting in front of his laptop for at least eight straight hours. Seokjin knows, he counted.  

Namjoon's got his headphone on and his clavier out, and all of his mixing equipment he saved for years to acquire are spread out across his desk. He's bobbing his head one moment, then growling in irritation the next.  

Seokjin puts the rice cooker to good use then, preparing some slim kimbap that he cuts into small bite size.  

Yoongi watch him cook from the kitchen table where he's working on a cup ramen, slurping obnoxiously. He raises an eyebrow, scoffing when he sees Seokjin disappear into the room Namjoon has yet to come out since that morning.  

He doesn't bother trying to win Namjoon's attention, just grabs the first piece and feeds it in his dongsaeng's mouth. Or more like shoves it. He's not against manually making Namjoon chew, but thankfully, even in his hyper focused state, Namjoon’s reflexes make quick work of the pieces Seokjin feeds him. Then, once the plate has been emptied, he swats at the rice stuck to Namjoon’s lower lips, just as Hoseok steps into the room.  

His roommate takes two steps back and gets out the way he came in.

Exhibit C.

Namjoon's overhear Jungkook telling what transpired that night to Taehyung and all hell break loose.  

Seokjin is not even mad at the maknae, who probably only wanted to brag to his boyfriend. But maybe he'll put a little extra gochugaru in his spicy cold noodle next time.  

It's Saturday night, and before he has to give his soul back to the university, he's playing a little DS to relax. He's got his favourite DS-and-chill outfit on, and nothing can ruin this night.  

Except.  

He hears the front door slamming, then somebody running, then his door burst open to his maknae whose face has gone comically pale.  

"Seokjin-Hyung, he- he Knows. Namjoon-Hyung knows."  

That's all it takes for Seokjin to jump to his feet and run at the door, trying to stop Namjoon from getting himself into prison. He's pretty sure it’s not as glamorous as prison playbook made it seem. And Namjoon is not even a star player.  

He attracts looks from passerby, maybe because the shoes he has on don't match. Taehyung's faux-fur moccasin do not go well with Jungkook plain puma trainer. It might also be because he didn't take the time to get out of his pink onesie. It even has a bunny tail.  

"Namjoon! Stop!" He shout-whispers once he's a few meters behind him. Namjoon ignores him, power walking towards the subway station.  

"Yah! You better stop right there Kim Namjoon!" He says a little bit louder. Suddenly, Namjoon takes a right turn into a smaller street. Dumbfounded, Seokjin turns the corner to follow after him, only to stops abruptly inches from the man's face.  

He looks livid, and Seokjin almost has the reflex to take a step back. But this is Kim Namjoon we're talking about.  

"Why didn't you tell me." He sounds cold and angry, but most of all, disappointed.  

Seokjin crosses his arms, giving the younger man the sassy eyebrows treatment. The bunny tail makes it all the more credible.  

"Namjoon, you're hellbent on whopping some asshole's ass when you're still in your slippers and haven't even heard the whole story"  

Namjoon looks down at his slipper clad feet. Monstrosities Seokjin bought him as a joke a few years ago, when he dropped Cheonggukjang broth all over his old ones, rendering them a brown and stinky mess. The panda shaped slippers had been a fixture since then.  

"If Jungkook hadn't been there he would have-"  

"While I am truly grateful for our precious maknae's intervention, I am not as powerless as you make me seem, and I had a very powerful and teeth shattering headbutt up my sleeve that I would have used otherwise. Now; Let's talk about how you were about to go get your ass kicked out of school for something that did not happen."  

"I-... Hyung."  

"You need to learn how to control your anger. It's an issue; whenever something set you off you just spring into action without thinking. It's going to get you in jail someday."  

"Hyung"  

"Don't 'hyung' me right now, I’m being serious. You have a brain, and I know for a fact that you know how to use it, so use it." He says, poking a crocked finger into Namjoon's chest. The younger man grabs his hand as a whole, stopping his probing. He doesn't let go, leaving them in a weird hand holding position.  

"I would gladly go to jail for you, Seokjinah" he says, avoiding his eyes once he speaks.  

"Yah, I'm the hyung here, I'm the one who should do the protecting." Seokjin answers to Namjoon weirdly intense declaration.  

"As if, you only use the hyung card when you want to win an argument, you're the tallest toddler I know."  

"Kim Namjoon, you wanna die?" He says, irritation plaguing his tone. But his dongsaeng carries on.  

"You're the biggest coward I know, even worse than Hoseok. So, I know for a fact that you aren't a natural born protector. I've known you for so long I also know that you would go to scary height to protect those you love. But you also tend to forget yourself and your own safety. And that's why I feel like it's my job to take care of anyone that fucks with you. So please, don't hide this kind of stuff from me."  

"That's sweet, but I raised you better than for you to solve problems with your fist. You've been hanging out with yoongi too much recently."  

Namjoon rolls his eyes but grabs Seokjin's other hand.  

So, yeah. They're just standing face to face, holding hands. The silence stretches on, until Seokjin runs out of details to map out on Namjoon's face.  

"Well." He says, more to put an end to the silent staring contest than to start an actual conversation. "This has been weirdly informative." His hands are getting moist the longer they stand around like a couple of love sick kids. Namjoon still doesn't say anything, just stare at him. "Moral of this story, don't go beat up anyone in my name, please". More silence.  

"Alright, so we're doing this weird staring into each other eyes while swinging our hands around, not awkward at all. Nope."  

"You know hyung,-" Namjoon starts, voice steady, but with a weird nervousness to it.  

Seokjin waits patiently.  

"You know, I never told you this before but-"  

Seokjin blinks, now curious about what is about to be said.  

"You're very pretty."  

Namjoon’s face flush a dark red after the comment leaves his mouth.

Seokjin thinks it's adorable. He also thinks hearing Namjoon compliment him is his new favourite thing in the world. But of course, his automatic answer is sarcasm.  

He scoffs, and he could probably find a better comeback if he wasn't so busy trying to hide his matching blush. "Tell me something I don't know." He answers dryly.  

There's a heavy silence hanging over them, and Seokjin wonders for a second what kind of weird knowledge Namjoon is about to drop on him this time.  

"I really fucking love you, Kim Seokjin." Namjoon answers, squeezing his hands harder.  

If he hadn't been shocked out of his mind, he probably would have been self-conscious about the river of sweat accumulating between their palms. But his brain has been frozen still, as the rest of his body.  

"I've been in love with for so long, I can't for the love of god remember since when. And if you don't feel the same, I think we're all mature enough to not destroy ten years of friendship over it."  

Seokjin opens his mouth but nothing comes out, and he just lets it hanging slack. It matches his eyes perfectly; just on the edge of popping out of his skull.  

"But I really needed to say it. Because every time I look at you shoving food in your mouth, or hear you say a new dad joke even worse than the last, or doing that weird shoulder dance that makes you look like a moron, I fall a little bit harder in love with you. And I needed to know if I had a chance, because if I don't put a brake to my feelings soon, I'm scared I won't be able to love anyone else as hard as I love you."  

It takes a moment for his brain to comeback online, and then Seokjin thinks about everything this could change, break and ruin. But it's only for a fleeting second, because he also thinks about the puzzle pieces. How him and Namjoon have fit from day one. How they've been each other's support system since the beginning.  

Also how they've basically been married without legal contract or physical perks for the better of the last few years of their relationship. Being Facebook Official with the man he loves doesn't sound so bad.  

"The kids are going to give us so much shit when we tell them we might finally make their marriage goal a reality." He answers, and Namjoon chuckles with a smile so wide his face might crack. They swing their hands still clasped together, looking at each other fondly.  

"Sooo, are you going to kiss me or do I have to do all the work?" His boyfriend-future husband asks.  

Seokjin snorts, grabs him by his stupid face and smash their mouth together.  

*******

"Does that mean we can call you eomma and appa without you getting mad?" Taehyung asks, picture of innocence.  

"That's hyung for you Taehyungah." Seokjin says. He's not about to be disrespected by his favorite dongsaeng.  

"Alright, eomma-hyung.".

"These youngsters" he swears quietly.  

[savvy-califragilistic]

is Zoom bad? idk, probably. Most things are. But also, consider the following;

Enter Ms. W, a first year teacher in lower elementary. After spending 5 GRUELING years in college (after of course high school, which as everyone knows is awful) she gets hired in her DREAM position! In the job she’s worked for since she was in kindergarten! THANK GOD! She can work to pay off her student loans and (maybe) retire one day. Three days before the beginning of the school year (yeah, you read that right, not even a full fucking week) she gets to be in her classroom to begin decorating, setting up her class, organizing, and checking out the curriculum. She gets started on the school year and after 6 months, finally feels as though she isn’t going to go home WEEPING due to various factors including stress, grading, coworkers, students home lives, students academic progress, etc.

“The last 2 months are the best! That’s when all the fun stuff happens”-literally everyone in the school profession tells her.

She starts to plan fun things. More arts and crafts, engaging science activities, being goofy with her kids (because by now they are HER children). One week before spring break (her first opportunity to have a fun spring break EVER) the schools shut down. “We won’t have school open until at least April in order to clean everything up”

Oh... Yeah, okay. She can handle it! Messages to concerned parents, trying to get in touch with all the students, worrying about how they’re going to eat over the unprecedented week off, worrying about herself and her diabetic sisters health. But it’s going to be fine! It’s just for a few weeks!

Only... it’s not. All of a sudden the school is closed until further notice. She won’t see her children until the next school year, when they’re no longer hers.

Better than that, she’s still expected to teach.

“Literally HOW” the smart people ask

“Uh, idk, figure it out” the school district says

“OKAY” she says, trying not to stress more

So she works hard. She spends a week trying to talk her team into using systems the students have used before (they refuse). She spends a week trying to convince her team to trim the amount of work they’re expecting down (they refuse). In that week, she is fielding phone calls from parents, emails from coworkers, as well as working through her own grief. And yes. She is GRIEVING the loss of 23 students.

So she uses Zoom to meet with her kids. She talks them through fun activities, trying to distract them for an hour a day. She works with them. She sings to them. She reads with them (some of whom don’t actually have books at home, btw). She plays fun games with them while the world around them has suddenly ceased to be. 

She received no training for this. She wasn’t given a list of video services to use, ranked by safety measures and parent feedback. She was told to meet with her kids, be available to parents, teach, do lessons, don’t actually grade anything, but be sure every kid is working EVERY day.

Be kind to teachers. Please. This has N E V E R happened before. And to those teachers who are young? To those teachers who have NEVER taught “end of the year” before? To those teachers who work in low-income or highly transient areas? This is a terrible time for us. We’re doing our best. Be nice to the teachers in your life.

in essence, fuck everything. I’m tired and I miss my kids. Stay the fuck home so we can have school again, jfc.

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i loved the medieval au headcanons you did! how about doing some where the reader is the knight and sora and roxas are royalty? i must protect my boys

I have so many medival AU stuff just r o t t i n g in my ask, w h e e z e - big soz bout that. im glad y’all seemed to like the AU so much though !

Sora :

I can see Sora being that type of prince who spends more time outside the castle than inside, running and having fun around the kingdom with like one or two guards at max - there’s no tension or awkward atmosphere between the royal family and the villagers because they’re treated kindly and equally. So despite being a common citizen, you’d be one of Sora’s closest childhood friends ! 

When you two first met, you had no idea he was the crown prince, so you merely asked him if he wanted to play with you - And Sora being Sora, he even got his personal guards to join the fun games you suggested. Imagine your surprise the next day, when the rest of your friends bombared you with questions about the prince. To this day, he still laughs at the fact that you never figured t h a t out after seeing his clothes or y’know. The little crown on his head. 

Everyone mostly sees Sora as a carefree, oblivious and sometimes lazy prince (because he usually skips his classes and goes to hide at your place) - but you get to see that he truly cares about his kingdom and his people. He’ll talk about the projects to renovate and build schools, public services and stuff that his parents are working on with such passion that you’ll feel hopeful and eager to see that future he dreams of. Sora ain’t motivated or smart enough to properly teach you the stuff he learns in the palace, but he i s rather smart and mature for his young age.

Once his parents pass away due to an unfortunate accident years later, you’ll see him less and less - but even though he’s super b u s y with affairs of the court and stuff, Sora still makes time to visit you at least once every week and catch up with you and your life ! You do notice how he avoids talking about himself, though. And that’s what motivates you to become a knight, to help him feel a bit less lonely in such a big empty palace. Like, he might be the king, but he’s still your friend - he doesn’t have to carry the weight of the crown on his own. No one is surprised when he appoints you as his personal bodyguard.

As for romance, he has definitely loved you for a long time. Sora would have no problem when it comes to confessing ! He was raised knowing that he was free to love whoever he wanted, regadless of social status, gender or nationality. But he knows it’s not exactly a good time for romance considering he’s busy 24/7, carrying on his parents’ projects and supervising construction and whatnot. And he’s the king now, he can’t afford to be selfish when his kingdom needs him. 

So it’s pretty much up to you ! If you make the first move and confess, he’d be s u p e r happy. Sora would want to make a public announcement right away, but he understands if you want to be more private about your relationship. But like. Y’know. He r e a l l y wants to celebrate this, so indulge him when he begs you to plan a small gathering or party. If you don’t confess or if you don’t have any feelings for him, that’s okay too ! Sora is glad to have you by his side as his best and closest friend, your honest opinion and support are more than he could ever ask for.

Roxas :

Not gonna lie, Roxas is probably a bastard prince. Son of the king and a commoner, probably forced to live in the castle as a “long distance relative”, posing as the kid of some made up duke or something to avoid the scandal from getting out. He’s also kind of a cryptid, avoiding everyone and refusing to speak to anyone but the king - the villagers and other servants begin spreading stories and rumours about the ghost of a kid haunting the palace.

You two would meet later in life, during your teen years as you begin your training as a knight in the palace. The other apprentices dare you to explore the royal library and discover the truth about the so called “ghost” - but instead, you find Roxas himself taking a nap. He’d disappear the second you look away, leaving you to wonder if he was ever there in the first place. As time passes, you’d begin seeing him around more and more, noticing how he looks away everytime you meet his gaze. And you’re just there r e a l l y confused because he’s clearly a noble by the way he dresses and how the other servants address him. 

But there he is, opening doors for you, helping you carry materials and weapons around if he happens to see you, giving you hints and tips on how to navigate the castle more efficiently. All of that without muttering a s i n g l e fucking word. In reality, Roxas finds you interesting and he also thinks it’s r e a l l y funny the way you think he’s a ghost only you can see. After he finally decides to come clean and confess that he was sorta messing with you, Roxas would become your first actual friend in the castle ! And you’d be the first person he has ever spoken to in years ! It’s a win-win situation.

Your friendship is a rather odd one, since you do most of the talking - but you two get to learn a lot from each other ! Roxas helps you in your daily life as a knight in training, as well as teaching you how to read or who to avoid or befriend in the castle, while you slowly get him to come out of his shell more and more every day to everyone’s surprise. He’ll confide you with his problems, as well as the story about his true origins. But don’t bother getting him to try to claim the throne once his father dies, Roxas doesn’t really care about royalty or fancy titles - thanks to you, he knows that there’s an entire world out there to explore and experience for himself.

As soon as you finally graduate and become a real knight, Roxas would ask you to run away with him. No small talk, no warnings - he just shows up with the brightest smile on his face, ready to leave his past behind. And you know. He also confesses while he’s at it. It’s sudden and unexpected, just the way he’s always done things. If you’re speechless, Roxas would continue and tell you that he’s liked you for a while and that he wants to have a life full of adventure and freedom with you, instead of being stuck in a dying kingdom. If his feelings are reciprocated and you chose to run away with him, he’d burst out laughing out of hapiness and spin you around. 

Or at least try to spin you cause armours are pretty h e a v y. You two would become a myth among the people, the ghost of a nobleman and his trusted knight and lover ! If you decide to stay and reject him, Roxas would be a bit discouraged and feel a tad betrayed - but he’d accept your decision in the end. Roxas wants to remember you as the brave knight who freed him from his tower, as his best friend - so he’d leave to start his new life without warning to avoid any bittersweet goodbyes.