#anyway debating adding this to the masterlist bc it’s… so nice…

[m1d-45]

Let it be known that I love writing fluff, and I listen to character audios sometimes. SO! I came up with a cute idea for sagau imposter au. I heard somewhere that Xiao's adeptus form is a bird, so I wonder, what kind of bird? And that got me thinking. Xiao being a little song bird, or perhaps even a cardinal.

Now imagine: while looking for the imposter, Xiao stumbles upon them sitting beneath a tree, just feeding some birds. Said birds are absolutely loving the attention since the creator of Teyvat is giving them food and love!

Xiao watches, rather curious. The creator he knows hates birds, because they always dive and cause problems for them. But now... these little birds have completely abandoned any fear they may hold for human beings, happily landing on the hands and shoulders of this supposed imposter.

So he decides to test something.

Xiao turns into a small bird and approaches cautiously. In his smaller form, he's vulnerable to attack. But the person before him doesn't try to hurt him. Rather, they smile and call him "little friend" as they offer food to him. In his distrust, he bites them with his sharp beak.

His heart shatters when he sees divine blood spilling from the wound.

He's about to fly away, get as far away from here as he can. He found the true creator, and instead of worshipping them, he bit them! He caused them to bleed, he shouldn't even be near them-!

His mind stills when they pet his feathered head.

They murmur kind words to him, apologizing to him. They believed that they had startled him, that he bit to protect himself. They forgave him, they felt no hatred towards him, no anger or disappointment. Instead, they offered some chopped almonds, hoping he'd prefer that over bird seed.

He sang for them as he perched on their shoulder.

After that, he did his best to secretly protect the creator he'd harmed. He would adopt his smaller form and sing for them when they felt sad, and he'd use his human form to guard them from a distance. Yes, it made his chest ache whenever they looked at him with fear when they saw his more human form, but the yaksha only shook it off. It only made sense that you'd be scared. He was a frightening person, one that had tried to harm you before. He refused to try and change your feelings towards him. He didn't have the right.

He would be content to sing for you as a harmless bird.

-sibling anon (sorry if this is out of character for him I just like the idea)

oh….. he’s so soft…..

xiao hovering near the edge of the crowd, at first, drawing your attention since he doesn’t seem to be eating any of the seed you’d passed out.

when he finally hops within arms reach, you reach to nudge some of the food next to him closer, only to quickly whip your hand back. the birds around (on) you all flutter at the sudden movement, but you inspect your finger, the blue blood of teyvat welling up. your instinct is to stick it in your mouth, but that doesn’t seem safe considering a bird bit it, so you dab at it with a napkin.

the bird cries and flaps his wings, distraught, and your heart hurts. poor guy, you probably scared him, moving so quickly.

you pull out some chopped almonds from your pocket. the plan was to have them as a snack, but now… you put a few in your palm and close your hand around it, reaching forward to gently run two fingers over the birds back.

the other birds in the area seemed receptive to that, and this one does too, calming down considerably.

you take your hand back, opening your palm to drop the almonds on the floor, nudging them close before backing off.

“there you go,” you murmur, as the bird dips down to inspect the food. “i won’t hurt you.”

you allow yourself a silent cheer when it eats one of the almond pieces.

you see the small bird fluttering around you often, always on the edge of your vision. it’s easy to identify, the purple patch of feathers on its forehead easily standing out, and you’re always certain to push some food over to it. almonds, not birdseed.

the bird is a dark blue-teal, the underside of its wings a softer blue. it’s like no other bird you’ve seen in liyue, something that quickly catches your attention.

you brush some dirt off you as you stand, noting the way the bird immediately looks up from its food, unlike the others, to flap up into the tree you were sitting under.

you crack a smile, carefully reaching a finger for it. you’re slower this time, cautious of its skittish nature, but it lets you approach. when you carefully pet over its head, the birds eyes close.

your smile grows, and you try not to laugh at how confused the bird seems when you pull your hand away.

“i have to go,” you explain. “the millelith… they’re getting too close again. i won’t be able to see you again, little friend.”

the bird chirps, nearly indignant, and you do laugh this time. putting a small piece of almond on the branch in front of it, you wave goodbye to the other birds, seeing the blue one hadn’t touched the almond.

you frown. hopefully it’ll be alright….

xiao watches you until you’re out of sight, and even then, he stays on the branch.

you…. he’d forgotten you were being hunted by the millelith. he’d forgotten the order to look out for you. he’d forgotten the qixing called you a criminal.

who could blame him? it was easy to forget everything at your side, when you carefully ran your fingers over his feathers, scratching at his jaw with the edge of your nail. yes, he was vulnerable as a bird, but it was easy to be vulnerable with you. it was easy to be open, to sing as best he could in this form, to allow himself close enough to see the way your eyes lit up whenever another bird landed on your outstretched finger.

xiao dropped to the ground, morphing back into his human form. predictably, the birds cawed and flew away quickly. he watched them go, his mind contrasting it with how readily they flocked to you.

you…

he turned to the branch he was on, to the small almond piece left behind. the small symbol of your care, of how you recognized that he didn’t touch the birdseed and instead offered him your own food to eat. normally he wouldn’t lower himself to eating off the ground at all, let along bird food, but almonds weren’t awful and you seemed so happy when he ate..

xiao looked back to where you’d gone, to the sandbearer trees swaying in a soft wind.

he allowed his form to fall away and spread his wings, taking flight on the same breeze that urged you along.

perhaps he’d forget his orders for a little while longer, if it meant he could spend that time with you.

perhaps he’d forget his orders for a little longer, if it meant he’d get to spend that time with you.

[soft-baby-dobrik]

ridiculous // david dobrik

a/n: hi :( sorry y’all i’ve been super busy and just kinda out of it, and my laptop broke so i’m saving up for a new one so ill be writing off my phone so pls don’t be mad!!! ily all and thank you for all the love in my absence :’) ALSO the request was vague so i got the idea and ran w it so i hope you like it :) side note: not sure if this is what you wanted and it didn’t turn out as good as i wanted but i’m rusty and typing on my phone SUCKS so pls don’t hate me :(

request: Can you write something about when David filmed with the Dolan twins ☺️

summary: david films with the dolan twins and friends and gets a little jealous (BC ANGSTTT) ((pre-relationship))

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Everyday was a crazy memory or adventure when being friends with the vlog squad. Although you weren’t a big vlogger yourself, you had found a home with them. All the time was spent with reckless decisions and lots of laughter. Today was no different, except there was a slight colab happening. David was gunna shoot some footage with the Dolan Twins. No girl in their right mind could not find them attractive, so of course your excitement was stemmed a bit from their looks. Since joining the friend group, you had meant countless people, but never the Dolan’s and today was the day to meet them. When a text was received from Zane to be ready for David to pick you up, you didn’t hesitate to rush out of bed and get ready. Without being too extra, you threw on a cute outfit and did your makeup.

Waiting on David felt like forever. Of course, you weren’t going to make a move on them or anything, but meeting a celebrity crush, or two, was kind of a big deal. David texted you once he pulled up and you bolted to his car, flopping into the passenger seat.

“Well someone’s excited to see me,” David teased, laughing loudly. You faked a laugh as Zane responded:

“No I know that excitement, because i’m feeling the same amount. It’s the Dolan excitement.” An actual laugh cackled out of you as you shook your head.

“What are you talking about?” David asked as he peeled out of your driveway. You shrugged, not wanting to discuss your silly crush.

Zane answered for you, “Are you blind? The twins are attractive ass guys, so of course y/n is gunna get all cute and shit.”

“Or you guys could have just left it alone. Maybe I wanted to dress cute bc he’s recording? You don’t know,” you shrugged, facing forward, trying to hide the slight flush to your cheeks.

“I doubt they’ll pay any attention to you anyway,” David said, tensely. Your head whipped to look at him, clearly offended. David shot you a look, regret written on his face. “No I don’t mean that, just that-well we’ll be filming, so-“

“Fuck you,” you muttered, turning away.

“y/n,” David began before you rudely cut him off.

“It wasn’t that big of a fucking deal. I never said I was gunna make a move. I think Ethan is cute and didn’t want to look like a slob, but don’t worry, it won’t ruin your fucking vlog, since he won’t notice me anyway right?” you snarled, angrily. David knew that trigger. You grew up in a school where you were never noticed or valued all of high school. Boys wanted you for your body and would text you gladly and ignore your existence in person.

“I’m sorry I didn’t mean it-“ he started again, but you crossed your arms over your chest.

“No you did, I’m not some gorgeous vlogger, so why would he pay me any attention. It’s not like I’ve had a guy since I’ve been here. But don’t worry about it, I’m used to it by now,” you snapped. After this, David drove in silence. Zane didn’t dare speak either. You sat there, so angry and hurt, tears welled up in your eyes. Even if he didn’t mean it that way he had no right to judge you or feel any way about it. For months you had tried for David and dropped hints of flirting, and he never payed you any mind. Now, he’s got something to say about you putting a little more effort for another guy? Ridiculous. The rest of the car ride was silent. You turned as far away from David as you could and watched the scenery changed until David parked. Zane climbed out of the car, glad to rid of the tension. You immediately followed, slamming the door shut.

A small smile was on Zane’s face as he wrapped an arm around your shoulder. “He didn’t mean it that way,” he said, softly.

“It doesn’t matter, he’s being a jerk,” you murmured.

“Well let’s go introduce you to some sexy men, so smile,” he teased, making you shake your head as you both walked into the building. It was a big space with some skateboarding ramp, you weren’t too sure. It was brightly lit and you smiled. After a deep exhale, you calmed your nerves and anger and focused on walking in sync with Zane. An outburst from Zane broke your focus for you to see Grayson and Ethan walking over.

“What’s up?” they called, walking over to you both, meeting you in the middle of the room.

“Nice to see you guys,” Zane smiled, hugging them both.

“Hi,” Ethan smiled over to you. Internally you felt yourself scream and externally you felt a slight blush.

“Hi, I’m y/n,” you smiled back.

“He’s knows, he watched David’s new vlogs and asked if you were coming,” Grayson smirked, watching Ethan roll his eyes, clearly not embarrassed. You bit back a smile as you fangirled internally. As you were going to say something, you heard David’s loud laugh.

“You ready to shoot?” David called, grinning. Sighing, you glanced over and saw his smile falter slightly.

“We’re always ready,” Grayson said. Before you knew it, the guys were all doing dumb stuff and laughing and you sat back, just laughing at them. You watched as they messed around and relaxed on a couch near them. Your relaxed state returned to nervous as Ethan approached you, sticking out a hand. Quizzically, you looked up at him.

“I’m gunna teach you,” he smirked, showing the board in his hand. You laughed loudly and shook your head, signaling no.

“I’m not trying to break a bone or my neck,” you laughed, remanding seated.

“See but that’s why I’m here, to break your fall, and hold your hands,” he smirked as he saw your cheeks flush slightly.

“Tempting,” you teased, debating his offer.

“Sounds like you need more convincing,” Ethan said, pursing his lips in thought before a smirk returned. “Any injury you get, I have to kiss better,” he proposed.

“Guess I’m gunna have to fall face first,” you mumbled, taking his outstretched hand.

“I might push you in that case,” he replied, tugging you up. Your face flushed at the fact he heard you. “Alright, let’s get you set up.” His other hand dropped the board and you climbed on, understanding the jist of it. His other hand grabbed yours as he began to pull you on the board, slowly.

“What are y’all doing?” Zane screamed, making the flush on your face deepen.

“I’m teaching princess over here how to ride a skateboard,” Ethan smirked, looking at your fake shocked face.

“You never offered me personal lessons,” Zane pretended to pout, making you laugh. Your eyes glanced to see David standing there with a scowl.

“Grayson can teach you!” you called, making everyone laugh slightly. David remained unmoved, glaring.

“Alright do you wanna try to push yourself?” Ethan asked, looking down at you.

“I’m okay,” you laughed, continuing to hold his warm hands. You watched as Zane tried the ramp and laughed loudly as he fell on the ramp, making both you and Ethan distracted. With no attention being paid to the board, Ethan’s foot rammed into it and caused you both to fall on the ground, only making you laugh more. Your leg was scraped up a little bit, but you payed it no mind.

“Are you okay?” Ethan asked, laughing with you. You nodded. “Guess I owe you a kiss,” he added with a smirk.

“Oh you totally made us fall on purpose!” you exclaimed, giggling.

“Me? You’re the one who was supposed to be paying attention!” he teased back. Suddenly, David’s loud steps made you both turn.

“Ethan what the hell?” David exclaimed, looking down at you. “You hurt her!”

“David, we fell, it was an accident,” Ethan said, looking up at David with a confused expression.

“It’s not even bleeding,” you added, confused as well. David tugged your body off the ground, calling Zane over to leave.

“I knew you shouldn’t have come,” David snarled, starting to pull you towards the door.

“David what the fuck?” you said, stopping abruptly.

“I’m gunna take you home,” David said, annoyed.

“Why? I’m fine,” you asked, lost on where this anger came from.

“No you’re hurt and you will get hurt here,” David said, sternly.

“What the hell are you talking about?” you asked, ripping your arm away from him.

“Ethan is just going to try and sleep with you, and then you’re gunna be devestated,” he said, glaring at you. To say you were confused was an understatement.

“We were just flirting. I never said I was gunna go home with him!” you exclaimed, angrily. “And if I did it’s not any of your business.”

“He’s talking about kissing you and then let you fall off the skateboard!” David shot back.

“David we were barely moving and I scraped my leg. Why are you losing your shit? And you’re not gunna tell me when to go home,” you said.

“Fine then I’m going to go the fuck home, get a ride from Ethan or something,” he replied before heading out the door. Your mouth hung open before the anger hit you. Without another thought, you were rushing out the door and towards his Tesla, walking after him. The bright sun shone down on you as you called after David.

“What is your fucking problem?” you screamed. “You’re pissed for what reason?” He continued to ignore you. “Okay, fine, don’t talk to me and be childish,” you screamed, going to turn around, but the sight of David angrily turning to face you stopped your movements. You stood near the trunk of his car and his body whipped around and left no space between you two.

“Childish? I’m childish? You’re flirting with one of my friends and wondering why I’m pissed. Then he hurts you and you don’t care? Like are you that easy, a smile and some flirting makes you melt? I’ve been trying for months to get your attention and he swoops in and you’re just about to kiss him?” he yelled, placing your body in between him and the car. You stood there, eyes wide at him.

“What are you talking about?” you asked, quietly.

“I have wanted you for months now and you show no interest in me. I try to drop hints and you don’t show a care. I’ve been trying for months and then you’re just gunna go after one of my friends?” he snaps, running his fingers through his hair, roughly.

“You haven’t tried anything? You’ve been nothing but friendly to me. You never made a move and you have all these beautiful girls surrounding you and you want me to believe you wanted me this whole time?” you said in disbelief.

“I never wanted went after anyone else!” he exclaimed, still angry.

“Fuck you for playing with my emotions right now,” you muttered, going to move away from him.

“Playing with your emotions right now? You’re the one all flirty and shit with my friend!” he yelled, clenching his fists.

“Because you never showed you cared more than a friend, and I’m sorry I didn’t want to sit around and wait for you to like me the way I like you-“ you rambled before being interrupted.

“Like,” he said, calmly. His eyes looked away from you for a second.

“What are you say-“ you again were cut off by David as he spoke:

“Shut up, y/n,” he whispered, leveling his face with yours. Anger had left you as you felt the air being taken out of your lungs. He stood there, looking over all sorts of your face before speaking softly, “You’re fucking ridiculous,” he breathed. That’s when the anger came back over you.

“I’m ridiculous? You’re fucking ridiculous, fu-“ Before you could finish your angry tangent, David’s body collided with yours. His lips pressed against yours, roughly. Immediately, your body relaxed and your hands grasped his shirt. His body pushed you against the car as he guided the kiss, digging his fingers into the kiss. Your mind became hazy as you couldn’t think of anything besides how good his lips and body felt against yours. He licked and tugged at your bottom lips making you sigh into the kiss. Months of craving this moment and it was finally here. You let your fingers tangle into his wavy hair, running through it and tugging on the ends ever so slightly, making him deepen the kiss. All his pent up anger he was letting out in this kiss, showing you how frustrated you had him and you wanted to moan at the feeling. Right as you parted your lips, Zane’s loud cackle halted the continuation.

“I knew this shit would happen,” Zane smirked, looking at both of your disheveled state. A blush came over your cheeks as your hands dropped to your sides. David remained standing exactly where he was, his grip not loosening on your hips.

“Zane, I need you to leave right now,” David breathed, laughing lightly.

“Without a thank you? You’re fucking welcome. I set all of this up so one of you dumbasses would make a move,” Zane replied. “You’re fucking welcome.” With that, Zane whipped around, adding, “I’ll grab a ride from someone else!”

You and David stood, looking at each other. Your mouth was parted in confusion and David’s had a big smirk plastered on his lips.

“What just happened?” you asked, eyebrows furrowed.

“y/n, shut the fuck up, I’m over your mouth today,” David said, smirking as your face changed to anger.

“Um excuse me I-“ you began once again, and of course were cut off.

“I have waited months for this moment and after today, I need my girl to relieve some of my stress that she caused me,” he breathed, leaning down to let his lisp hover over yours.

“Your girl? You never asked me to be-“ you shot back, tugging your face away from his, only have his finger lace around the back of your neck.

“Yes my girl, I like you and you said you like me and I’m not wasting another minute arguing with you,” David rushed out, leaning down to connect your lips again. You leaned into this kiss, letting his body support yours before he pulled away abrudptly. “I mean unless you don’t wanna be my girl, I’m sure Ethan would love to-“ he smirked.

“David, shut up,” you whispered, shaking your head.

“Hmm, I’ll make us both shut up,” he mumbled, leaning down to push you against the car and kiss you once again.

[jawnjendes]

don’t want your hand this time | shawn mendes

chapter 1/?, university au, shawn x goth oc

AN: i know i know i posted a thing yesterday but UUUHHHHH im just tryna get to the saucy parts of this bc SOMEBODY decided to be all hot n sexy in a certain music video ANYWAY this is just an intro chapter of sorts and we are introducing some new characters!! lmk your thoughts thots!

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When Annalise Flores has shit to do within a time limit, she forgets about everything else. Her phone goes on silent, she ignores her other obligations, and she makes sure to get whatever is in her focus done. This has proven to be disastrous in the past, like when Annalise just needed to clean the entire dorm before starting any homework assignment was due the next day. Or when she reorganized the filing closet at the dealership before adding up the gas receipts she was ordered to do. You get the idea.

Annalise was very determined to get all of her unopened boxes, and her clothes to fit in her tiny, beat up car so she didn't have to make multiple trips, given how far campus is from Shawn's apartment. He promised he would help her move when he got home, he had that huge Jeep after all, but Annalise was way too antsy. Besides, they already fought about this, and she didn't want to start anything all over again. She didn't want him to feel obligated to help if only one of them was into the idea of her moving out.

After pushing on the car door three times, it finally clicked shut. Annalise successfully managed to stuff all of her clothes and half her boxes into the backseat. The rest of the boxes were in the trunk. The windows were all covered, so maybe she wouldn't be able to see her blind spots, but at least Annalise wouldn't have to make a second trip. She silently thanked the Tetris gods for blessing her with the appropriate skills as she went back up to the apartment.

Shawn's living space didn't look that different with all of Annalise's belongings out. Most of it was all stashed into the "recording" room over the summer, and neither of them spent any time in there. There was more space in the closet now, too. It was no longer just a black abyss, and all of Shawn's belongings were now undisturbed. Annalise debated smuggling out his black Nike hoodie, but given the circumstances it was best to leave everything as it was. The apartment didn't look any different really, but Annalise still felt an ache from her throat down to the bottom of her feet as she removed the spare key from her chain and left it on the glass dining table. This was easier than saying goodbye to him in person.

~

Campus was nowhere near as quiet and lonely as the apartment. Students were running around like headless chickens, trying to locate buildings, schedules, and friends. She already had a key to her dorm, so she parked near her building and carried her backpack and two boxes up the walkway. Annalise's resting bitch face and the clunk of her boots on the ground gave her less of a struggle to push past other students. Weak and fragile as she was these last couple of months, she's still got it.

The dorm building wasn't too far from the last one she lived in, but it was going to be a bitch getting to her classes. Maybe she should invest in a bike… or she should get her shit together and take the bus.

Annalise's new dorm was on the third floor, and it was furnished. Weird, yes, but she was not going to complain. It was a bit smaller, but not cramped. There was a tiny hallway between the two bedrooms, and one cramped bathroom. She noticed one room already had boxes sitting on the floor, and she couldn't help but get just a little excited. Stella hadn't completely abandoned her. Annalise wasn't even mad about their three month long silence, she was just happy that she would be seeing a familiar face.

She didn't run into Stella at all during the multiple trips she took bringing all her stuff in. Annalise knew she was here, though. Her perfume scent was always left behind in any room she had been in, and Annalise definitely caught the scent in the dorm. The same amount of boxes were still in her room by the time Annalise finished bringing all of her's in. She figured she could have texted Stella, but she kind of wanted to surprise her… even though they both knew about the other.

She checked her phone anyway. The only text she had was from Shawn.

"How come you didn't wait for me?"

Pursing her lips and smudging the signature black lipstick, Annalise cleared the notification and went to sit in the armchair in the living room. She was way too tired to try to reason with him. She certainly couldn’t jump into the "I miss you" crap so quickly either. She didn't want to, but Shawn obviously did when he sent another text. Out of sheer habit, Annalise opened the notification instead of clearing it, and she cursed under her breath.

"You've been gone only a few hours and this place already feels so sad and empty. Why did you leave your key?"

Yeah, she left him on read. She didn't know what else to say to him.

Thankfully, the lock on the door jiggled and in came Stella carrying a large cardboard box. She gasped and her hazel eyes lit up when she saw her dark natured roommate. She quickly squatted down and set the box on the floor before coming at Annalise with open arms.

"Mi esposa hermosa!"

Annalise will never say this out loud, but Stella gives wonderful hugs. They two girls haven't seen each other in over three months, so getting a nice tight hug was something that was really needed. They rocked from side to side, giggling at the motions. It was like nothing had really changed.

"When did I become your wife?" Annalise asked, amused as she leaned back to look at her.

"When we decided to live together for the third year in a row!" Stella replied. “Oh you got a little…” Her thumb rubbed under Annalise’s lip, showing her the black.

“The struggles of being goth,” she joked.

Stella giggled, and then the rambling began. "How are you? I'm so sorry we didn't talk much over the summer. Did you stay with Shawn the whole summer? Oh, is he here?" She bounced on her feet, looking around the dorm.

"Uh yeah, I did stay with him the entire time," she told her. "And no, he's not here. He's working."

Annalise knew he wasn't. He had found her abandoned key, which meant he was home. And he was probably sulking. And he was going to sleep alone...

"But he'll be here later, right?" Stella asked, nudging her arm. "Y'all are gonna christen your room, eh?"

She really had to ask, didn't she? She really had to jokingly ask a question that would change the expression on Annalise's face, thus warning her of the things that had happened. She wasn't sure why she kept an obviously fake smile on her face as she silently stared at her roommate. The silence alone wasn't enough, apparently.

Normally, Stella would dramatically gasp, sit her down, and ask Annalise to spill every detail. Instead, she sighed.

"Fill me in while you help me bring my stuff up."

~

Classes and club meetings resumed within the next couple of days, so it gave Annalise plenty of excuses to keep her texts to Shawn dismissive and short. She knew he was coming and going from campus for class too, but due to their different majors, he was going to be very far away from her. Not to mention, he didn't know where her new dorm was located, so it wasn't like he could track her down.

Except… Annalise had to retake biology. She knew Shawn was at the science building quite often, and she had hoped her bio lab fell on a day that he was at the fine arts building. But you know, life just happens, and sometimes you see your mans between classes. Sometimes you just see him leaving classroom, towering over the other students because he’s a giant. Maybe you’ll see him with a very short girl at his side, and they’re both laughing at something. Maybe he won’t see you either because he’s balls deep in banter with this random girl.

There was a lump in Annalise’s stomach following that minor event, and it made her anxious and uneasy for the first day of that class. Still, she was determined to stay on board with the separation they both agreed on. It was better that way for now. She didn't know about Shawn, but Annalise fully intended on keeping the distance, suspicious-looking friends be damned.

Anyway, she could find friends of her own too. Gaming club meetings started up again that Friday, and it was something to look forward to. After god knows how long, Annalise attended said meeting after receiving an email from the head of the club, Josh. He and his friend, Paul, ran the club most of the time. They managed to get plenty of people to sign up during the rush earlier in the week but only seven of them actually attended the first meeting. Just like every year.

Both Josh and Paul were scrawny blond boys with "nice guy" complexes. They were polite for the most part, given that they inducted Annalise into the club the moment she signed up. But they also quizzed her on just about every popular, mainstream video game there was once they realized she would actually be showing up to the meetings. It took time, and a bit of Annalise telling them off, but they were civil towards each other now.

"Annalise!" called Chad as the lady herself entered the classroom in the communications building. He was another member, and he had his two frat bros with him, Kyle and Jared, and they both chanted her name in their deep, manly voices.

All different heights, but same amount of insane muscle. For lack of better words, these guys were meatheads with good intentions. Chad was a student with one of the highest GPA on campus, practically competing with Josh. Kyle was the star student in his major, sports medicine. Jared was that guy who beat up bigots as a hobby. All three of them were fully dedicated to their fraternity, Sigma Chi.

Then there was Patrick, who nodded to Annalise as a greeting. She nodded back and took the empty seat next to him in the circle.

The people who think Annalise Flores is a complete hardcore goth have not met Patrick Markowski. This was a guy who was always decked out in leather, ripped jeans, and black eyeliner. He had a proper faux hawk, which is what made people notice him the most. He typically surrounded himself with other goths, unlike Annalise. He was truly dedicated to the lifestyle, while she deviated from even that sometimes. This was the only guy in the club Annalise was actually friends with.

Anyway, all seven of these nerds shared the same appreciation for video games, which brought them all together in a circle, in an empty classroom, in the communications building this evening. However, Annalise's entrance caused the guys to deviate from the main topic.

Josh and Paul had been staring at her with their mouths open the second she entered the room. The Frats were visibly excited and each gave her a high five. Patrick merely stayed quiet and smiled.

"Heard you almost fucking died!" Chad told her. "And you didn't tell a single one of us!"

"I thought you had actually died," Josh spoke up. "Since you never miss a meeting and all."

So that got around. Cool.

“I wasn’t dying,” Annalise said, rolling her eyes. “I just had part of my colon surgically removed.”

“No way…” Jared said in wonder.

“Oh, that’s disgusting,” said Paul with a gag. He brought the collar of his red Pizza Planet shirt over his mouth.

The Frats stared at Annalise in awe, almost impressed by her vague explanation. She really didn’t understand the fascination, given everything that happened during and after the hospital. Of course, they knew nothing about any of that. At the same time, Annalise was annoyed at Paul’s dramatic reaction, so she kept talking.

“It might happen to you too if you don’t take care of yourself and listen to your body,” she told him. “Or worse, you could end up with a bag of your poop attached to your belly.”

Paul gagged again, much louder this time. Then Annalise decided that that was enough and directed the conversation to the club’s main topic: video games.

“So who’s played Team Sonic Racing?”

It was only the first meeting, so the group made a plan to bring their Switches and play next time. The Nice Guys prompted to play a round of Fortnite online later, but Annalise was not up for that game in the slightest. Too mainstream. Too chaotic. She never could get into it.

“Well, we can play without you,” Paul suggested, “not everyone has to join in.”

“Isn’t that a rule, though?” Patrick asked pointedly. “If we’re gonna play something together, we all have to agree on one game. Besides, I don’t play Fortnite either.”

Paul's eyes darted around, trying to look for a counterargument, but he sighed. “Fine. Anyone else got any suggestions?”

“What about a D&D campaign?” Annalise said. “Or some type of board game?”

Josh scoffed. “It’s video game club. Besides, me and Paul already have a campaign with our other friends.”

“‘Course you do,” she mumbled, folding her arms.

“Ooo! I got an idea!” Kyle spoke up, raising his massive hand. “We should hit up Bart. That bar with the art and retro games?”

Annalise perked up. Finally, someone with a brain cell. “I participated in a Smash Bros tournament there. It’s really fun, we should all go one weekend.”

“A bar?” Josh said in distaste.

“Yeah! It’ll be a class field trip or something!” Chad agreed. “It’s awesome, bro! They got a Gamecube and an N64! Sometimes they do karaoke night, but only with songs from different games!”

Then, Kyle looked at Annalise with a smirk. “Bet your boyfriend would perform there, eh?”

Even when she was far away from him, Shawn still had a presence wherever she went. “Heh, maybe…”

Luckily, none of these guys were the type to hover. The subject went back to going to Bart one weekend, and then the group chat was revived to discuss further adventures. Once the meeting was adjourned, Patrick followed me out the door.

“So, Annie. No offense or anything,” he said, walking in step beside her as they walked down the corridor, “but what the fuck is wrong with you?”

“My summer was great, thanks,” Annalise said, too busy glancing at her phone to cringe at that awful nickname. No new messages for once.

“Nah, seriously. You were in the fucking hospital, and I find out through Snapchat?” he asked seriously. “Did you even tell anybody? What the hell happened?”

She didn’t remember posting anything about her hospital stay anywhere on social media. However, the only two people who were there with her were social media freaks. Stella was the type to tweet every single one of her brain farts, and frequently Snap where she was every second. Shawn was less active on his platforms, but he was still quite popular in the Toronto area, so he had a sizeable following. Annalise knew he took a picture of his hand holding hers while she was in the hospital at least once. Maybe it made it to his Instagram story a couple of times.

Sighing, Annalise gave Patrick the gist of her exciting adventure with her large intestine. Some underlying guilt wanted to be felt as she recalled staying and Shawn’s for so long, but she decided to spare those details.

“Looked death in the face, eh?” he said, nodding in what looked like approval. “Badass.”

She chuckled. “Guess I wasn’t ready to be yeeted off this mortal coil.”

“Ugh, you use the word yeet? How much has that guy changed you?” Patrick stuck his tongue out at her, flashing the piercing he had on the muscle.

“Hey, I’m more down with the kids than he is.”

The pair were quiet as they made it out to the courtyard. The night was chilly and cloudy, the only light coming from the lampposts on either side of the walkway. It felt different knowing Annalise was with only a friend rather than her mans, and she tried to ignore the ache in her chest and the urge to talk about him.

“Do you remember what it was like?” Patrick asked after a minute. “Being so close to death?”

“Nope,” she replied simply. “Although, when I was under, I had a really vivid dream that my… uh, Shawn cheated on me.” Way to not talk about him.

“You sure it was a dream?”

They were passing by one of the picnic tables, where Patrick pointed to. There was a group of people standing around the table, and two people sitting on top of it. One of those people was Shawn with his acoustic guitar. He was singing with the girl who was sitting next to him, the same one he was walking with at the science building. It wouldn’t have seemed weird if Patrick hadn’t said what he said. It would have been left alone if Annalise hadn’t thought about that stupid fever dream.

“Come on,” she said to Patrick as she stalked off towards the group.

“I was joking!” he said with a laugh.

Still, Annalise walked with a purpose and he followed her. She clutched the strap of her shoulder bag and kept her chin up as she made herself apart of the tiny audience. It was quite the sight, two nerds decked out in all black and heavy eyeliner amongst a group of normals watching two other normals sing a pop song. No lie, Annalise just wanted to get a look at this girl she had never seen before.

Olive skin. Black, curly hair. Very short next to her guy. Very pretty voice coming out of very pretty lips. She looked at Shawn and he looked back at her as they sang an eerily familiar song. Musically speaking, they seemed good together.

“I’ll leave you with the memory, and the aftertaste…”

The tiny audience clapped. Patrick was nodding in pleasant surprise, probably having never heard Shawn’s songs before. Annalise applauded as well, but she couldn’t help the narrowing of her eyes as she watched Shawn and this girl high five each other.

They were both comfortable with all the attention, it was easy to see. Shawn was beaming in a way that hadn’t been seen in a long time, and then he laid eyes on Annalise. He still had that smile on his face, even though it faltered a little bit. She kept her face neutral and quirked her eyebrows at him as a silent greeting.

“Should I leave you guys alone?” asked Patrick as he and Annalise watched Shawn get down from the table top.

“No,” she replied simply.

She almost regretted having him stay. He had to witness Shawn and Annalise attempt to figure out how to greet each other. A side hug would have been awkward for reasons not only having to do with the guitar strapped to his shoulder. She definitely couldn’t kiss him, because that would have started something she had been trying to distance herself from. They finally settled for a mildly uncomfortable handshake, and Shawn kept holding her hand as he spoke.

It had been almost a week since Ann moved out, and she only sent him one text in that time span. It was the black heart emoji. Better than nothing, but not better than seeing her in person.

“You haven’t answered my texts,” Shawn told her. If she was going to decide when she'll give him attention, then he wasn't going to beat around the bush when he saw her.

“I’ve been busy,” Ann replied, feebly attempting to shake her hand away.

Shawn nodded, but he wasn't thoroughly convinced. Between work and school, Ann was a hermit. Or so he thought, given that she now had this new goth dude at her side. “So, who’s your friend?���

“Who’s yours?” she quickly said back.

“I’m Patrick!” said Patrick, holding out his hand. “Annie and I go way back!”

Shawn let go of her hand to shake his. “Nice to meet you, brother. Wait… Annie?” He chuckled.

Her cheeks heated up, and she decided to move her eyes somewhere else, specifically on Shawn’s unnamed singing partner. She was chatting with some of the other people still around the table. Annalise noticed she talked with her hands a lot.

“She lets me call her that even though she hates it,” Patrick said, snapping her back into the moment. “Right, Annie?”

“Do not,” she warned. Then she looked at Shawn. “So who’s the chick you’re singing with?”

Shawn took in an almost reluctant deep breath as he turned and called the girl over. If there was anything he had yet to discover, it had to be if his girl was the jealous type.

Annalise's dark brown eyes narrowed once again while he wasn’t looking. Call it anxiety or paranoia, but she was oddly suspicious. Patrick caught the glare though, and he nudged her arm to snap her out of it.

“Ann, Patrick, this is Alessia,” Shawn said when the very short girl joined them. “She’s a first year. Alessia, this is my…” He elongated the vowel. “Annalise. And her friend Patrick.”

Okay, so… a sinking feeling in the tummy. That’s what that felt like. Couldn’t be mad, though. Annalise wasn’t so quick to use the boyfriend word these days.

“You’re Annalise!” Alessia said in pleasant surprise. She did not hesitate to hug her, arms going around her shoulders and practically pulling her down to her level. “It’s so nice to meet you! I’ve heard so much about you!”

Honestly, Annalise was just glad she didn’t call her the goth girlfriend. Or the goth anything, for that matter. She didn’t hug Patrick, though, but he didn’t seem to mind.

“So, how did you two meet?” Annalise prompted. So maybe she was a little more than curious to know how and when Shawn found the time to get another girl at his side.

“I could ask you the same thing,” Shawn replied a little too quickly.

His eyes bored into hers, throwing them into a staredown. He broke through the fake, polite smile Ann had on. Of course he broke it. He was the only one who could. However, Shawn couldn't read the expression she had on. He couldn't tell if she was upset or not, happy or not… He couldn't tell if she wanted to change her mind about this separation or not… Ten months together and Ann was still a mystery.

“Uh, Shawn and I have like, every class together,” Alessia said slowly, looking between the couple, noticing the sudden change in atmosphere. She scratched the back of her head.

“Annie and I have been in the same club for two years,” Patrick added in the same tone. He too noticed the tension.

“Oh, which club? There’s some I’ve been checking out…”

Those two kept up the conversation. Shawn’s gaze on Annalise made her throat close up. He wasn’t smiling or feigning politeness anymore. His jaw was clenched and his eyes were hard and glossed over. Inexplicable guilt began to form in her chest yet again. She knew he didn’t understand.

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vacation // ethan dolan

a/n: i started this like almost 6 months ago maybe longer and just never finished so i’m gunna finish it now bc i love ethan dolan too okay

summary: spring break takes a turn for the worst when you meet ethan dolan and fall in love because i mean who wouldn’t?

(yes he’s famous in this do not be confused bbys)

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The sun shone high above as your body laid on the almost too hot sand as your body created new grooves in the sand to accustom to your body shape. Sunscreen had been drenched on your already tan body – thankfully tanning beds are in existence so your normally pale skin would not succumb to the UV rays – in the hope of not turning into a lobster. Your eyes were shut in a calm, relaxing manner as you tilted your head back to feel the warmth of the sun. A drenched family memeber ran towards you and splashed you with cool water droplets, causing you to squeal and open you eyes abruptly.

“Jake,” you groaned at your younger cousin with a smirk on his lips.

“Get in the water, pussy,” he grinned.

You scoffed, “Um, we just got to the beach and i’m enjoying the sun and you’re 15, shut the fuck up.”

“And you’re 18 and won’t get in the water, so, PUSSY!” he yelled the last word loudly, evoking a response from your aunt.

“Jake! Come here right now!” she screamed in anger causing you to smirk at his somewhat fearful state as he walked slowly over to his mom.

“Have fun,” you smirked and he flicked you off, making his mom scream at him again. You laughed and shook your head.

“Y/N,” your mom frowned down at you.

“What?” you asked, furrowing your eyebrows.

“Why are you just sitting here?” she asked.

“Mom, we just got down here,” you laughed, shaking your head.

“Why don’t you go in the water or for a walk?” she asked. “This island is beautiful, go enjoy it!”

Sighing, you pushed yourself up and wiped the sand off your body. You forced a smile towards your mom, not wanting to make it seem like you were ungrateful for the trip. This island was beyond beautiful, but you had only been at the beach for less than five minutes and on the island for 3 hours, but if it would make your mom happy, you would go down to the water.

Once you were in the water, you gulped. While it was crystal clear, that made you slightly more nervous with being able to see what all is in there. Slowly, you eased your body into the inviting water until you were waist deep. Your eyes looked around at the water in front of you, watching the slight waves ripple through the water. Suddenly, you felt your body jerk under the water and screamed at the top of your lungs in fear. Whipping around, you were met with your hysterical cousin standing in the water.

“You fucking jerk!” you exclaimed, eyes wide and breathing heavily as your head lowered in embarrassment. A voice joined the conversation while your cousin continued to scream with laughter.

“Hey, are you okay?” a new voice spoke, with genuine concern. Your gaze jolted upward to see the most beautiful boy to every girl with an Instagram or any form of social media standing about five feet away from you: Ethan Dolan. Himself, in the flesh, breathing, but more importantly, shirtless and in front of you. Unaware of your body’s response, your mouth parted as your gawked at the sex god right in front of you. Your cousin only laughed harder at your starstruck state. 

“Words, y/n,” Jake got out between breaths as your features flushed harder. 

“I-I’m okay,” you stuttered out, eyes not leaving Ethan’s.

“She’s fine, I just scared the fuck out of her,” Jake laughed with a smug grin.m

“I’m Ethan,” he introduced.

“Yea, I know,” you smiled embarrassed. “You’re kinda famous.”

“Oh do you?” he let a beautiful grin overtake his mouth before running his tongue across his teeth.

“Wait,” Jake interrupted before turning to you with a smirk, “The Dolan guy you’re like in love with.” At the panicked look on your face, Jake cackled.

“I’m not in love with him!” you moaned, throwing your head back in annoyance and embarrassment.

“I mean, I’d be okay with that,” Ethan smiled widely, biting his lip in sync.

“Um, I’m uncomfortable,” Jake grimaced before shifting his weight in the water and then headed towards the beach.

“Well, he is something,” Ethan laughed.

“That’s my younger cousin. He kind of doesn’t leave me alone or let up,” you awkwardly said.

“He seems like a dick,” he chuckled, smiling at you.

“Yea, he kinda is,” you laughed.

“So,” Ethan began, looking over at you, a smirk playing at the ends of his lip, “are you really in love with me?” he teased, looking you up and down. Heat went through your whole body as you felt flushed, and nervous. 

“That’s kind of dramatic,” you replied, rolling your eyes, trying to play off your panic.

“How long are you here?’ he asked, no joking tone evident. 

“Um, a little over a week, why?” you answered, looking up at the bronzed beauty in front of you.

“I’m here for about a week still,” Ethan began, looking around the beach before his eyes landed on you. “So, you know, if you’re not too busy with family time, I’ll be here,” he offered, a playful smile on his face. “And I mean, how often are you asked on a date on a beautiful island vacation,” he finished, looking at you with a smile.

“You act like I needed more convincing than just you,” you said, feeling hot all over again at the fact you said it out loud. 

“I mean, you’re pretty beautiful yourself, so I don’t know if you have a boyfriend or anything, so I had to give that extra incentive,” he shrugged off, bringing the hot sensation all over your body again.

“So, even if I had a boyfriend, you take me out on a date?” you asked, although you didn’t have one, more so just to tease him.

“I mean, it’s not often I see a gorgeous girl like you, on this beautiful island,” he explained.

“So if we weren’t on the island, then you wouldn’t wanna go out?” you continued. “And I’m sure you see plenty of gorgeous girls,” you corrected.

“Okay, look, I think you’re beyond beautiful, and I wanna take you out, just let me take you out, please,” Ethan groaned out at your attempts to further the banter.

“I might be able to make time,” you replied, biting back a smile, trying to tease him further.

“Well, I’m going to take that as a yes for my sake, because I may not leave you alone until I get a yes,” he admitted, laughing slightly.

“Oh, well in that case it’s a no,” you said, smiling at him.

“Then I’m about to be with you all day,” Ethan said, shaking his head. 

“Today’s my only free day anyway,” you teased, turning to look at the water.

“So, I’ll have to make today so fucking amazing, that you’ll have to make more time for me,” Ethan said, catching your attention. “Here,” he said, digging around in his pockets, finally taking his hand out and handing you his phone. “Um, put your number in here, and then we can figure something out,” Ethan said and you took his phone and punched in your number. Once you handed his phone back, you walked back towards where your family sat, as they all were staring at you. Instantly, you felt your face heat up. 

“Wait!” Ethan called out. You looked back over your shoulder to see him standing there, confused.

“Text me and maybe I’ll be able to stay longer,” you grinned, keeping your confident persona. Quickly, you walked back towards your family, all of them with eyes on you.

“Who was that?” you mom asked, eyebrows raised.

“Just Ethan freaking Dolan,” you answered, practically squealing.

“Who?” she asked, not knowing who you were talking about. “I mean, he’s cute, definitely, but who is he?”

“Ethan Dolan, he’s pretty famous from youtube and for being sexy,” you said, causing your mom to cringe.

“Honey, I know we’re close but not that close to call boys sexy,” your mom replied, lovingly and with some slight distaste. Just as you went to respond, your phone buzzed, signifying you had a text message. Looking down, you saw a text from an unknown number.

Maybe: Ethan: hey beautiful. its ethan

Smiling, your eyes caught sight of Ethan standing where you had left him and he smiled at you while waving. Shaking your head, you looked back down at the phone to see another message:

Maybe: Ethan: i texted you.. now will you come back over here so we can plan our date ;)

At that message, you couldn’t help but giggle. He was not only beyond hot, but was cute and cheesy too. 

you: you miss me already? hehe

You bit your lip as you saw the bubble pop up, signifying he was typing. Quickly, you put Ethan’s name in as a contact. Once you returned back to the message screen, you saw his message:

ethan: definitely, but can’t complain since my view of you right now it pretty nice ;) 

Your head whipped around to reveal Ethan standing a couple meters closer, smirking at your frazzled state.

“What’s going on?” your mom asked, noticing you and Ethan’s banter with no words.

“She’s texting the love of her life,” Jake snarled, laughing at your embarrassed state.

“Why don’t you invite him over here?” your  aunt chimed in, looking at the beautiful boy down by the water. Before you could shoot down the idea, both your mom and aunt were waving over Ethan, leaving Jake in hysterics, just thinking about what was to come. Sighing, you turned to see Ethan only a couple feet away from you.

“Hi,” he smiled, “I’m Ethan,” he introduced, instantly having both your mom and aunt in awe. He stuck his hand out to shake your mom’s hand and then your aunt’s.

“y/n tells us you’re some famous youtuber,” your mom practically asked. Ethan grinned, laughing at your mom’s statement. 

“Yes, I am, kinda,” he said, debating the right answer.

“So, why would you be interested in y/n when you probably have hot famous girls trying to get with you?” Jake asked in disgust. 

“Jake, stop it!” your aunt yelled. “y/n is beautiful!” you aunt added, looking towards you. Shaking your head, you looked down towards the ground.

“Yea, sure I have a lot of girls who throw themselves at me, but you’re cousin is the only one who treated me like a normal person. And let’s be real, your cousin is absolutely gorgeous,” Ethan grinned.

“Well aren’t you a charmer!” your mom gushed, causing your embarrassment to sky rocket. 

“I mean, if I’m not I may not have a chance with your daughter,” he admitted, looking over at you.

“Aw! He is the cutest thing!” your aunt exclaimed, making his bronzed skin blush a little.

“Alright, well,” you began, with no point. “Um, Ethan asked if I could go out with him,” you mumbled.

“Go get ready then!” your mom grinned, handing you the room key.

“Where are you going?” your mom asked.

“It’s a secret,” Ethan said, then looked you, “But not from you two at least.”

“Seriously?” you groaned, looking towards Ethan.

“Seriously,” he said.

“Go get ready! I want to know what the plan is!” your mom almost squealed, making you roll your eyes and walk back towards the resort. As you were walking, you got another text from Ethan.

ethan: still loving this view ;) 

ethan: oh, and wear something a little nicer!

You felt your cheeks warm with a blush, looking back towards where Ethan and your family were, to see him already with his eyes trained on you and a smirk on his face.

a/n: i’m probably going to make a part two???????? if you guys want me to????? idk you should lemme know if y’all want a part two!