#because like. i ALREADY felt guilty about that

[xmads-omensx]

Part 2

Word Count: 1,724

Pairing: Noah Sebastian X Reader

Content Warnings: Fake dating, swearing, mentions of mild harassment, mentions of toxic ex

Tags: @collisionofyourkissmakesitsohard @lacy1986 @collidewiththesav @kenjipepsi1 @follow-me-down-to-wonderland @alwaysfightforwhoyouare @chey-h @amelia-acero @thisbicc @dominuslunae @enemiestolovershoe @xxkatsatwatwafflexx @thisbicc @fadingangelwisp

“So, I’m your boyfriend?” Noah asked, breaking the silence that had overtaken the car as he parked in the McDonald’s car park, McFlurry in hand.

“Yep pretty much.” I responded with a sigh.

A beat of silence returned to the car before Noah’s infectious laugh shattered it. I looked at him, stunned before joining in on his laughter.

In fairness, the situation was hilarious.

I mean, who lies about their best friend being their boyfriend without telling said best friend?

“Okay, okay let’s actually talk about this.” Noah sighed heavily as he tried to stop laughing, wiping a tear from his eye.

“Sure.” I sighed back at him.

“I’m pretending to be your boyfriend so that your evil boss, Stephen, will leave you alone and stop harassing you?” Noah asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Yep.” I nodded.

“Wow.” He said.

“Yep.” I whispered in response.

“Stop saying ‘yep’.” Noah laughed.

“Why!” I replied with a laugh.

“Because it’s weird.” He said.

“You’re weird.” I replied, feigning irritation.

“Wow.” He said, faking shocked offense.

“Yep.” I replied defiantly.

“I hate you.” Noah shook his head with a laugh.

“I hate you more.” I replied, kissing his cheek like I usually did to thank him.

He smiled at me, making my heart flutter.

No.

Stop that, stupid heart.

“So, do I have to do anything? Or just keep picking you up?” Noah asked.

“Just keep picking me up for now, but make sure you get out of the car to open the passenger door and kiss me or something.” I suggested, waving my hands in front of me as if that helped me explain my point.

“Sounds good.” Noah nodded with a laugh, taking my now empty McFlurry carton from my hands and exiting the car to throw them into the trash.

He got back into the car and drove off in the direction of his house.

It was Wednesday, which meant it was games night and all the rest of the guys would be there.

The drive back was filled with a comfortable silence as I pondered if I had made the right decision by lying to Stephen about Noah, but I didn’t exactly have much of a choice anymore.

Noah seemed to be cool about it, but I couldn’t be sure until we had a proper conversation about it. Admittedly, I felt guilty for cornering him into this situation, but a deeper part of myself was secretly happy about the situation.

Now that was going to be difficult to navigate. I shouldn’t be happy that I forced my best friend into a situation like this, but he didn’t feel like my best friend. He felt like more.

The house was crowded, as it usually was at games night.

We could already hear Folio yelling from outside the house, causing Noah and I to share a look before bursting out into laughter.

“He’s so loud it’s honestly impressive.” Noah commented on his drummer’s antics and lack of volume control.

“You could take a few pointers.” I laughed.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Noah said, feigning offense.

“You talk really quietly.” I shrugged, opening the front door.

“Wow.” Noah laughed.

“Stop saying ‘wow’ weirdo.” I said with a giggle.

“No.” Noah replied defiantly.

I simply laughed at him as we entered his house to join the rest of our friends.

Looking to the left, I saw the source of the noise we could hear from outside. Folio and Jolly were tangled up in a game of Twister. A game so intense that Nicholas had stepped in to attempt to separate the two men whilst they argued and accused the other of cheating.

It was nice to see that this games night would be the same level of insanity as it usually is.

As soon as Nicholas had managed to untangle the two idiots, Folio demanded a rematch seeing as Jolly had apparently cheated, when he looked up and saw myself and Noah standing in front of the door.

“You guys are back!” He called out in way of greeting.

“Please make them stop.” Nicholas pleaded, clearly fed up with the bickering between the drummer and the Swede.

“How do you expect us to do that?” Noah asked.

“I don’t care how you do it, or what you do, just please make them stop.” Nicholas begged a second time, squeezing my bicep to further demonstrate his urgency.

Noah simply chuckled and walked to the kitchen, grabbing two water bottles and handing me one of them.

I offered him a smile in thanks.

“So how was work?” Jolly asked once we had sat down on the sofa.

“The usual.” I sighed with a shrug, the rest of the guys knew about Stephen and his antics and all despised him. In fact, Folio had even told me that he once prayed that he would get hit by a car on the way to work, which had lightened my mood after a particularly gruelling shift.

“Stephen causing your problems again?” Matt asked.

“Yep.” I sighed, making the rest of the guys groan obnoxiously.

“She even had to tell him we’re dating, and that still didn’t do much to deter him. Even when she kissed me.” Noah said with a smirk.

“WHAT!” The guys erupted in unison.

“Noah!” I shouted at the same time.

“What? We’re just going to act like it never happened.” Noah shrugged.

Irritatingly, he made a good point. There was no point hiding this from the guys. Besides, it would probably just make it more complicated in the long-run.

The guys all turned to look at me expectantly, making me sigh.

“Stephen wouldn’t leave me alone, so I had no choice but to pretend that Noah was my boyfriend.” I explained.

“So you kissed him!” Matt shouted.

“Well, she had to sell it somehow.” Noah added in my defence with a shrug.

The guys stared at us in a shocked and disbelieving silence until Nicholas spoke up.

“So let me get this straight, you and Noah are going to fake date to get your evil, slimy, greasy, gross, disgusting boss to stop hitting on you and harassing you at work?” He asked.

“Yep.” Noah and I both responded in unison.

“And this benefits Noah how?” Nicholas asked, leaving me confused.

“Benefits Noah?” I queried.

“Yeah. I mean, from what I gather, this arrangement benefits you since it gets good old Stephen off of your back, but Noah doesn’t get anything out of it.” Nicholas went on before pausing, a look of realisation crossing his delicate features. “Does this have anything to do with she who must not be named?”

An awkward silence consumed the room as everyone looked down, making me confused.

“Who?” I asked, looking at Noah.

He didn’t say anything, but pulled me up from my seat and guiding me upstairs to his bedroom.

Part of me was nervous about what Noah was going to tell me, but I was mad at the same time. I felt betrayed. How could he have not told me something that  was , based on the guys’ reactions, very bad.

My heart raced with fear and anticipation as Noah closed his bedroom door behind us, before turning around and placing his hands on my shoulders and directing me to sit on his bed.

Noah followed suit and sat beside me, crowing his legs before he turned to face me.

“Do you remember that girl I was with like, I think three tours ago? Grace?” He asked.

“Yeah.” I said, nodding.

“Well, we have kind of had this off and on thing ever since. She wanted commitment, I didn’t, so I ended it.” He explained, not quite able to meet my eyes yet. “But she’s been kind of, I guess following me around since? She comes to parties she isn’t invited to and scares off women I’m talking to, regardless of if I’m flirting with them or not. She’s just making my life very difficult right now.”

“So why didn’t you say anything to me?” I asked, still hurt he had never mentioned it to me before.

“Honestly, I didn’t want you to fight with her, because I knew you would. I love that you defend me, but she already hates you enough.” Noah explained.

“She hates me?” I asked, slightly hurt despite the fact that I barely knew her at all.

“I don’t get it either.” Noah went on. “She has no reason to hate you, you’re literally incredible.”

I smiled at the compliment, but was still unsure of how to react to this new information.

“But why didn’t you tell me?” I asked again.

“It just felt like a stupid thing to tell you, I don’t know.” Noah finished.

“Noah, you can tell me anything, you know this.” I said, rubbing his arm gently.

“I know, it just felt weird seeing as Grace hates you.” He laughed.

“But I tell you all about everything, so why should that matter?” I asked, still trying to understand Noah’s thought process.

“I don’t know, okay Y/N. I just didn’t tell you.” Noah sighed, frustrated.

“Fine.” I sighed.

“Good.” Noah replied.

“Can you at least explain why this would help you out, just so we’re on the same page?” I asked.

“If you and I date, she will back off for a bit. I just need space to breathe.” Noah said, clearly relieved that I had stopped pushing for an answer on why he didn’t tell me.

“Stephen backs off, and Grace backs off.” I finished.

“Exactly.” Noah agreed.

Something felt missing from this conversation. Like we were forgetting to talk about something.

“We need ground rules.” Noah suggested.

“Agreed.” I nodded my head.

“No dating other people while this arrangement is going. We don’t want to confuse things.” Noah began.

I nodded, humming in agreement. It wasn’t like I was going to be with anyone else any time soon.

“As far as anyone is concerned, outside of the guys, we are together. Friends, family, coworkers. They all must believe that we are together.” Noah added.

I agreed.

“No PDA outside of what is completely necessary.” He suggested.

I nodded.

“If either of us catch feelings for the other, this ends.” Noah finished.

I hesitated before agreeing.

Something was telling me that this rule was going to be a lot harder to follow.

[manonsmartini]

Maniac: We Had Magic But You Made It Tragic

Daniela Avanzini x fem!reader

3.3k words | established relationship | story starts with predebut daniela | predebut friends are fictional

angst, fluff, homophobia, closeted, suggestive(ish) joke

In all honesty, it is truly dreadful to walk these halls, and you'd rather be anywhere than here at the moment. Opening the door to your locker though, you couldn't help the smile that crept to your lips at the sight of a little brown teddy bear, already having an idea of how it ended up in your locker.

"Hi cutie, I'll meet you up at your place tonight @ 10," a small handwritten letter said.

You stifle a chuckle, remembering that you once told Daniela that you valued handwritten letters, and although this is not the type of handwritten letter you had in mind, knowing that it came from the blonde made it a hundred times better.

After getting your stuff from the locker, you headed to your next class.

As you sat in your chair, you couldn't help but let your mind wander to the girl that has been taking over your thoughts for the past three months. You didn't even know why someone like Daniela would give you the time of day—heck, she's literally THE Daniela Avanzini. It is especially shocking because prior to her taking an interest in you, you would have sworn that she is exclusively a boy kisser.

It still baffles you every time you think about your first interaction. It was at the parking lot near the campus grounds, it’s already dark and you had been standing there alone, waiting for someone you barely knew.

“Your date stood you up?” You visibly jolted, shocked at the sudden voice behind you. Turning around, you were surprised to see Daniela Avanzini staring right at you, a smirk visible on her lips, her arms crossed over her chest while her hands held her car keys.

“What, you see a loser in the wild and you immediately assume that she got stood up by a date? That’s very judgemental of you,” You replied, light-heartedly.

Although you meant it as a joke, you could see the shift in the girl’s demeanor, scratching her loose blond curls, looking slightly embarrassed, “Oh— I… I didn’t—”

“It’s alright, I was messing with you,” You cut her off. Daniela nodded before regaining her composure, “So what are you doing here all alone?”

Studying her face, it took you a hot minute to answer because first of all, you did not expect her to engage in an actual conversation with you; sure you expected a snarky remark about getting ditched by a date, but you didn’t expect her to actually talk to you. You immediately convinced yourself that she probably still feels guilty about her assumption which you called her out for.

“I mean if you don’t mind me asking,” Daniela added, “I’m sorry, I don’t mean to sound like a creep, especially not in an empty parking lot.”

You realized that while you were overthinking, you were simply staring at the blonde’s face, probably making her feel more tense than she already was, “No, I don’t mind at all, sorry,” You started, “My mind went blank all of a sudden, it’s just that Hailey borrowed my notes yesterday and she asked me to meet her here so that she could return them.”

The blonde clicked her tongue before replying, “Well damn, I guess you’re not getting it tonight though.”

You look at her in question, “Why not?”

“She and her boyfriend had an argument earlier so now she’s at his place because he’s trying to make it up to her,” Daniela says.

“Oh, wow. Thanks for the heads up, god I hope she told me that herself so that I didn’t have to wait here all night thinking she had dance practice or something,” You said, obviously pissed, but your foul mood was not directed towards the blonde in front of you, rather it was for the blonde that ditched you.

“Look, I’m sure Hailey just forgot, she tends to do that when she’s stressed by her boyfriend, and maybe she couldn’t text you because she didn’t have your number,” Daniela tried to reason.

Now you felt bad because although she’s not the person you’re pissed at, she’s definitely in the receiving end of your attitude so you straightened up and said, “Yeah you’re right, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be a bitch towards you, I really do appreciate you telling me all this.”

Daniela flashes you a bright smile, her dimple showing, and you swore your heart bursted at the sight, “No worries at all, god knows what I would’ve said and done if I were in your position,” She wraps her hand around your arm, caressing it, “It’s all good, don’t worry, you weren’t a bitch at all.”

You could feel goosebumps all over the arm that the dancer held, especially with her eyes locked onto yours, it felt like you were suffocating but in the best way possible.

“Well, since we have established that you wouldn’t be seeing Hailey tonight, do you have any other plans?”

“Other than going home?” You asked, shocked that she would even ask such a question.

Daniela flashed you another smile, her dimple once again making an appearance, "I'd seriously kill for an unhealthily greasy burger right now," You could see the girl studying your face before continuing, "I was wondering if you'd like to join me?"

"I–" You honestly fell silent, not knowing how to respond to a really pretty girl asking you to eat with her, "Sure, I'd love to."

The dancer's smile widens, her eyes practically glowing in the dimly lit parking lot, "Great, I know a really good place. My car's just over there," The girl turns around, pointing towards her red car.

You nodded, and followed her when she started making her way towards the vehicle, "Oh shit, I forgot to ask," She turns back to face you, "Do you have a ride? Sorry, I just assumed that you'd ride with me…"

Daniela laughs awkwardly, scratching her head before adding, "God, I should really stop assuming things about you."

You gave the blonde a genuine smile of your own, finding the whole interaction adorable, "It's fine, Daniela, I don't mind, and no, I don't have a ride."

The girl's eyes visibly widened at the mention of her name, "Oh god," she said.

You look at her in curiosity, "Why? Is there something wrong?" You asked as the both of you approached the car.

"I just remembered, I didn't even introduce myself to you," The blonde said, a look of utter disbelief painted on her face. You couldn't help but chuckle at the girl.

"Daniela," you started, emphasizing her name, "I highly doubt that you even have to; you're like one of the most well-known students in our batch," you gave her a kind smile before adding, "If anything, I should be the one worried that I haven't introduced myself."

The dancer shakes her head in disagreement, "No," She starts, "Well, I already know you, I mean, I've seen you perform at some of your gigs," You could feel your cheeks heating up as the girl opens the car door for you, her eyes steady on your frame. You never would have thought that she'd be hanging out at the cafes that you played in, other than the fact that you'd never seen her, it just doesn't seem like her vibe.

"Oh, well, I'd hardly call it a performance," You replied as she finally enters her car, getting ready to drive off, "I just go up the stage with a guitar and sing," You could see the girl about to disagree with you when you added, "You on the other hand, wow, you are a performer."

Despite her focus being trained on the road, you could see the pink tint coloring the girl's cheeks, "That is not true," was all she could say.

"Oh come on, Daniela," You started, "You're a dance prodigy—you know for a fact that I'm right."

That night was the start of something unexpected; a vicious and feisty force that was Daniela just waltz into your life without any warning, and ever since then, the girl kept finding ways to bump into you and spark a conversation with you.

And of course, you did not even try to avoid it; in fact, you loved the attention that Daniela gave you—she's such an addictive person and the more you saw her, the more you wanted to bask in her presence.

It didn't even take the dancer long before she finally asked you out on a real date, which ended successfully, causing the both of you to finally have a mutual understanding of dating each other in private, mostly because she is not ready to come out of the closet.

You were lying on your bed, scrolling through twitter when you received a text from your girlfriend, telling you that she's right outside. You send her a quick response before quietly rushing out of your bedroom to sneak her into your house.

Daniela never fails to look amazing whenever she meets up with you. Sure, the latina always looks absolutely stunning even without much effort, but there's certainly something different every time she goes out to see you, and in a way, it gives you a sense of pride knowing that only you get to see her this way, and that maybe, just maybe, she puts in the effort to look good for you.

"Are you doing anything this Saturday?" The dancer looks at you expectantly as she laid on your lap, both of you resting comfortably on your bed. You had an exam on Monday that you really had to prepare for, but you decided to ask the dancer, "Do you have any plans in mind?"

"Mhm," She nods adorably, sitting up straight facing you, "I was wondering if you'd like to go to the movies with me," Daniela basically pleads with her eyes, "My friends have been raving about this one horror film, and I really really want to watch it. Please?"

Now seriously, how do you say no to that? Exactly, you don't.

After making plans with her, both of you cuddled on your bed with the latina being the small spoon. You spoke into her exposed neck, feeling the goosebumps immediately form around the area, "Dani, baby, it's midnight."

The blonde sighs before turning around to face you. She stares into your eyes before she wraps her arm on your waist holding you closer, and buries her face on your chest.

“I don’t care,” Daniela says, squeezing your body closer which you didn’t even think was possible. As much as you didn’t want her to go, you replied, “Tomorrow’s a school day, Dani, you have to go back home.”

The girl only grumbled in response so you continued, “Besides, my parents would freak out if they see a stranger’s car outside our house.”

Daniela finally separates her face from your chest, looking at you sheepishly, “But I’m not a stranger now, am I? Not with all the things I’m doing to their little princess,” she says, a smirk evident on her lips.

Your cheeks heat up at her words, choosing to ignore her insinuation, you said, “To them, you are a stranger, and I can’t exactly introduce you to them as my friend because that just feels wrong.”

You could see the pout forming on the latina’s lips and you wanted nothing more than to kiss it away. It seems as though Daniela read your thoughts because not even a minute later her hand brushes your cheeks before leaning into you, taking your lips in a slow kiss.

“Alright, I’ll go,” Daniela says, her lips still on yours, “I’ll miss you,” she utters.

You bite her bottom lip, urging her to kiss you once again, “Don’t be silly, we’ll see each other on campus.”

Daniela Avanzini is truly addictive—a girl like her is hard to let go of and you are certain that you are the luckiest person alive knowing that you get to call her your girlfriend, albeit not publicly. The mere knowledge that she likes you is enough.

However, it would be a lie if you said that it didn’t bother you: keeping your relationship secret. You were a private person yourself, but lov—liking Daniela feels like it isn’t enough; you feel the need to tell the world that you are hers.

You couldn’t help but compare yourself to her ex boyfriend, a famous jock in your highschool, and how public their relationship was. It wasn’t that you were jealous. No—but you sure feel envious of what they had.

How freely he could visit Daniela at her home, her family welcoming him with open arms. How he could easily tag along with Daniela’s friends when they hangout. How he was able to tell the whole school how much Daniela meant to him.

You weren’t jealous of him, but you envied what he had with Daniela. Because as much as the latina makes an effort to see you, it feels like the effort to hide you from her life was bigger.

Like how she barely acknowledges you at school, the way she makes an effort to go to campus at a ridiculously early hour just to slip a note in your locker so that no one would see her, how she would visit your home late at night and having to sneak her in. Although it hasn’t been long, she already means the world to you, and whenever your mind touches these thoughts, you can’t avoid the bitter feeling that grows in your chest.

But deep inside, you knew that Daniela was worth the wait. You don't know how much time she needs before she feels comfortable enough to let this secret out, but until then, you would settle for anything that the girl was ready to give.

Saturday rolls around and you could barely contain your excitement. It has been a while since you actually went out with Daniela; she only either sneaked into your room or she’d pick you up to sneak you into hers.

You find yourself overthinking about what to wear to your date with the blonde, not wanting to go overboard but also wanting to look pretty for the girl. You settled with a casual outfit that you were comfortable in, but tried to make an effort in your appearance by putting on some makeup.

Not long after getting ready, you received a text message from your girlfriend. You smiled at her words before typing in your response.

Double checking whether everything is in place, you gathered your stuff and headed out the house. As much as you were pretty introverted, your parents don't exactly question you as much when you leave because for the most part, they assume that you’ll be out singing at cafes.

When you arrived at the gas station, you could already see the striking red car of your girlfriend. Daniela spots you from the driver’s seat and immediately vacates her vehicle to greet you.

The blonde carefully studies your frame from your shoes til her eyes slowly reach yours, taking in your appearance, “You look amazing,” She said, seemingly breathless.

You’re sure that a pink tint has appeared on your cheeks as you feel them heat up at your girlfriend’s compliment mixed with her intense stare, “And you look beautiful, Dani, as always.”

The blonde steps into your personal space and wraps her arms around you, a hand reaching the back of your head, urging you to bury your face onto the crook of her neck.

“I missed you,” Daniela says as she plants a soft kiss on your temple, still holding onto you. You were grateful that she was practically shielding you from the world because it meant that you could hide the stupidly big smile on your lips, feeling both joyful and perplexed at the public display of affection coming from the latina. You truly prayed for times like this.

The mere action made you hopeful; perhaps things are finally about to change.

Little did you know, you were right—things were about to change, but not for the better.

The film that you watched was great. Sure, it was scary and you had a few jumps and shrieks which were embarrassing to say the least, but every time you did so, Daniela held you as close as possible, so you still considered it as a win.

As the movie ended, both of you made your way out of the cinema, “Dani,” you called out to the blonde, “I’ll just go to the bathroom real quick,” you informed her.

She nodded and said, “Alright, I’ll be waiting for you outside.”

As Daniela exited the cinema, she heard a familiar voice calling her, “Dani?” The latina freezed at her spot, trying to calm her nerves before turning around to face the girl who was already smiling widely at her.

“Hey Hailey,” the latina greeted her friend, feeling uncomfortable but trying her hardest not to let it show, “You watched the movie?”

The other blonde shook her head no, “We’re just about to watch it, but I thought I saw you leaving the cinema so I followed you just to be sure.”

“Why didn’t you say that you were going to go to the movies? We could’ve gone together!” Hailey said, then suddenly she squints her eyes at the latina, “Or are you here on a date? Oh my god Daniela, who are you with?”

Daniela tried to act nonchalantly, rolling her eyes at her friend’s excitement with a smirk on her face. She knew that you could come out any minute, and that there’s probably no way out of this situation so she tried her best to save her face.

“Oh god, you won’t even believe me if I told you,” Daniela said, a laugh laced with her tone, “I went with Y/N.”

“What?” Hailey looks surprised, “I didn’t know you two were friends?”

“We’re not,” Daniela laughs lightly, “It’s a bit of a long story so I’ll text you the details later, but yeah…” the girl trailed off, “She seems to admire me so I went with it, and in return I get free booze and food from her,” Daniela laughs.

Her friend widens her eyes before she laughs with her friend, “Oh my god, Daniela! You must be so bored with your life! That’s so funny though,” the girl laughs, “And really smart, damn.”

“Yeah,” The latina agrees, “You know how she sings at some cafes and bars?” Her friend nods, urging her to continue, “Well, let’s just say that I can confirm that the foods and drinks from those places are pretty good.”

Hailey was just about to reply to the other dancer when the pair spotted you exiting the cinema, cutting their conversation to a sudden end. You raised your gaze and your eyes met your girlfriend’s, then her friend’s who was looking at you with amusement in her eyes.

You almost stopped in your tracks knowing that Daniela never told her friends that she even knows you, but seeing the girl’s smile, you felt at ease and decided to approach the pair.

“Hey,” you said, nervously. “Oh my god,” Hailey says, “I have to go, the movie’s about to start.”

She locks eyes with the other blonde before saying, “I’ll catch up with you later, alright? Tell me everything.”

Both you and Daniela watched as the girl entered the cinema, and as she was no longer in sight, the blonde broke the silence, “Hey, you ready to go home?”

You met your girlfriend’s gaze, studying her face, unsure of whether you should ask her about Hailey or not, but decided against it, thinking that if she wants to talk about it, she’ll bring it up.

A small smile appears on your lips before you reply, “Yeah, let’s go.”

part 2 coming soon | main

[hayves1]

Never lucky in love ★ P.SH

synopsis : y/n was best friends with sunghoon since childhood but as they got older, she developed feelings towards him but he was into someone else already. When she found out he was moving away, she lied about something so he would stay and be with her instead.

pairing : sunghoon x fem!reader

warnings : reader us referred to as y/n, angst, y/n is kinda evil (but she realizes her mistakes) sobbing/crying, stuttering | let me know if i missed anything!

wc : 1868

You sat at a table surrounded by your old friends from high school. You were tense as you refused to look at the person sitting in front of you. You didn’t want to be here at all. You felt awkward, uncomfortable, and guilty. There at the reunion party, sitting right in front of you was Sunghoon, your ex best friend sitting next to his fiancé.

You couldn’t get what happened so many years ago out of your head. It made you feel like the most horrible friend ever. Even after 7 years you still felt terrible for what you did. You looked down at your hands in your lap, fidgeting with your fingers. You were so nervous. ‘Does he still hate me?’ you thought.

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seven years ago.

You started to realize the feelings you developed for Sunghoon. You would get more shy around him than usual. You couldn’t be near him without your cheeks heating up and your heart being ten times faster. He was your best friend though…You weren’t sure yet of these feelings but one thing you were sure of is that there is absolutely no way he’d like you back.

Because he already liked someone else.

Words couldn’t describe the jealousy and hurt you felt every time you thought of the two of them. Always hanging out and being affectionate towards each other. You wished you were the one with Sunghoon.

You sat in your bedroom, writing random lyrics on your notebook. Well, at least you thought it was random. You were so in your head that you didn’t realize the lyrics you were writing were about him. Your best friend. The one you loved more than a friend.

You rested your palm on your chin as you read over the words on the paper. Sighing as you closed the notebook and putting it back in your drawer.

Suddenly you heard a knock on your bedroom door. ‘Who the hell?’ you thought. You got up, set your pencil on the desk and went to open the door. There stood your best friend

“What are you doing here? How did you even get in?” you asked him. “You’re mom let me in” you just responded with a simple ‘oh’ and opened the door wider, letting him into your room.

You sat back on your chair as Sunghoon stood in front of you. “I need to tell you something.” you raised an eyebrow. “Oh? Usually when you need to tell me something you text me. Is it serious?” he just nodded, kind of avoiding eye contact with you. “I’m moving in a few days” he finally said. You felt your heart drop. no, no he can’t leave, not now…

“What do you mean you're moving?” you asked, you stuttered nervously. It made you scared at the thought of him leaving forever. “I’m leaving” “What? Why?” you questioned him. you didn’t want him to leave “Not sure. My parents just said we're leaving soon.” you sat there, staring at your feet while Sunghoon just stood still, not even looking at you.

“I’ll miss you..” you suddenly blurted out. You wanted to tell him about your feelings for him but you just couldn’t. Instead you just told him you missed him. ‘God, I should’ve just told him’ you said in your head. “I’ll miss you too, y/n”

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It was days before Sunghoon was leaving and you decided to meet up with him to tell him something. “What happened?” he asked. “Well…I just wanted to let you know that Iseul really hurt me yesterday. I’m just telling you because I know you like her and that she’s coming with you and your parents so…” that was a complete lie. Iseul never physically hurt you, you just wanted him to stay with you and you only.

“What? What did she do to you?” he asked, a hint of worry in his voice. “She told me to never contact you again and she harshly pushed me after that and left” He widened his eyes. That was probably the first time you ever saw him look so worried. “Are you okay?” you just nodded as you tried your best to keep up the act “I won’t leave, okay? I’m going to stay here with you, y/n” “But what about your parents?” “I’ll convince them.”

You thought that this was great. You’d finally be with him forever…or so you thought.

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The next few days he was more protective over you. He always made sure you were okay and that you were comfortable. Over the past few days, the guilt started to overtake you. You reminded yourself that everything was fine and that he was finally with you now but the guilt inside you only grew.

“y/n, you okay?” Sunghoon asked you when he saw you sitting on the couch with a confused and sad expression. “Yeah, I'm okay. Don’t worry.” you smiled slightly at him.

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It was just a few hours before Sunghoon would be leaving when he found out you completely lied. You were caught in a huge fight with him. Gosh, you felt so angry at yourself. “So you lied to me? Made a lie about Iseul? What the hell is wrong with you y/n?!” He said, his voice getting slightly louder. “I’m sorry! I didn’t want you to leave! I-…I don’t know why I did it, Hoon. I’m sorry! I’m so sorry.”

He honestly couldn’t even believe this whole situation. Why did you lie? “I just didn’t want you to leave and be with Iseul. I’m sorry, okay?” He didn’t say anything and left as you tried to pull him back, the tears finally rolling down your face. “Wait! Sunghoon please! Just don’t leave…”

“I’m leaving with my parents” he coldly said “Hoon, please! Don’t go, I need you!” you shouted, tears covered your cheeks as you tried to pull him back. He yanked his arm away from you and left. You sat back on the couch as you buried your face in your palms and sobbed until no tears were left to cry.

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Ever since then, you regretted everything you did. You finally realized that you were wrong, it was just hard to face it. He left with his parents and Iseul and didn’t even text you, call you. It hurt. But you knew you had no right to feel that way, because you hurt him.

That’s what brings us to the present. You were at a high school reunion party, your plate full since you haven’t even touched it since you got there. You didn’t dare to look up at him since he was right across from you. Your friends would ask you if you are okay but you just brushed them off.

You wanted to just cry and run away but you couldn’t do that. Instead you stared at your hands, which weren’t really all that interesting as you were making them look like.

Meanwhile Sunghoon could only glance at you. He saw how you weren’t looking at anyone, especially him. It was definitely awkward since you two split up without any closure.

But can you blame him? He was lied to and had every right to leave back then. Suddenly someone called your name. That was when you finally lifted your head and turned towards the person who called you. It was one of your friends. “Yeah?” you said, your voice shaky. All eyes were on you now, everyone was looking at you. “I heard you write songs. Do you mind singing one of them?” you froze. You were too shy to sing in front of all your high school classmates.

“Uh sure..” was all you could say as you were way too nervous, you couldn’t even think.

And that’s how you found yourself singing in front of everyone. Everyone was watching you, admiring you, while all you could do was look at Sunghoon. You knew it was wrong. Not only because he has a fiancé, but because you hurt him.

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Hours pass and you’re now leaving, saying goodbye to your friends. You were about to walk to your car when someone suddenly tapped lightly on your shoulder. You turned around expecting it to be another one of your friends but it wasn’t. It was the last person you wanted to see at the moment.

“Hey y/n” He finally said. “Sunghoon..” you froze, not expecting him to just casually say hi to you. “How’ve you been?” he asked you but you said nothing. You felt like you didn’t even have the right to be speaking to him right now. You stared at him, wondering if this is real? Is he really talking to you?

“y/n?” you stopped staring and awkwardly chuckled “yeah? oh, I've been fine, I guess.” he just nodded in acknowledgment. “What about you?” you asked “I’m doing good. I’m getting married soon” he said and you just nodded even though your heart was breaking. “Congratulations, Sunghoon. That’s…that’s great for you” you tried to put a smile on your face but the way it shaked and your eyes glistened with tears gave away how you really felt.

“y/n are you okay?” you heard the tiny bit of worry in his voice. “I feel like I shouldn’t say if I'm okay or not because I don’t have the right to cry in front of you after what I did.” you confessed. “I just feel so bad and guilty for what I did. You and Iseul didn’t deserve that and I really am sorry. I guess I just didn't want you to be with her. I know it was quite selfish of me and I'm so angry at myself for doing that and for hurting you. I really am sorry…” you blurted out in one breath.

“It’s okay y/n. Don’t worry about it, really” You shook your head “No. It’s not okay. I tried to keep you away from who you love and I made a whole lie about her. It's good you two ended up getting engaged. I really am happy for you two.” you said. “I’m so sorry. I really wish things could’ve ended up differently but either way, I'll always be happy for you.” you finally poured your heart out and told him the truth.

“Thank you for saying that, y/n.” he responded and you nodded, slightly smiling. “I forgive you.” he suddenly said and your smile grew bigger but not a lot. “Thank you. Again, I really am happy for you.”

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You sat on the chair at the ceremony, singing a song you wrote. Sunghoon invited you to sing at his wedding. You couldn’t help but think about if you weren’t so selfish and actually told him your feelings that it could’ve been you walking down the aisle instead of Iseul. You quickly shut those thoughts down and accepted the situation.

You continued to sing as you watched the two walk down the aisle together, a smile slowly spread across your face. He looked back at you and mouthed a ‘Thank you’ you just smiled at him. Not in a loving way, but in a way that showed that you were happy for him.

Authors note : Sorry yall…at least it sort of a happy ending…? 😭 ALSO SORRY FOR NOT POSTING 💔💔💔 feedback and reblogs are appreciated! ♡

© hayves1 2024

[meowmedusa]

started actually spiraling out today i am. unwell

[batsplat]

do you know why vale seems to have a soft spot for pedrosa?

there's not any single one reason, I don't think, but here's are a few contributing factors that come to mind:

history! in large part because of the honda link, dani's the alien he's known the longest... valentino was the number one honda rider at a time at which dani was honda's rising star. photo on the right is from the 2001 honda celebrations at the last race of the season (when dani was sixteen); from oxley's valentino rossi: all his races: "that night vale celebrated in style at a raucous honda victory party, where he taught honda youngsters daijiro kato and dani pedrosa how to drink". they've known each other forever! valentino was getting teenage dani drunk! quite natural to be fond of someone you've seen grow up like that, even if they are being moulded to be your next big rival

circumstance! the way it basically works with valentino is that if you want to have a feud with him, you generally need to have a title fight with him when you’re already ‘established’ rivals (ignore marc, that’s its own thing, 2015 is a freaky season). biaggi and valentino were enemies headed into 2001 and then were worse enemies, he was cool with sete in year one but not year two, mostly *wiggles hand* the same with casey and jorge… feuds aren't build overnight. valentino and dani weren’t ever really direct title rivals - closest they got was 2006 and 2008, but in both cases valentino probably didn’t see dani as his main problem that year. there wasn't really any competitive necessity for valentino to get nasty... also with one or two notable exceptions, valentino did kinda have dani handled in their actual wheel-to-wheel fights, which let’s face it probably didn’t hurt

yapping! so this is just a theory but it’s one I believe strongly in. you know how valentino loves to talk, right? the thing about pressers and podiums is that you're always going to have a few regular attendees, if you will, corresponding to the front runners in any given year. now, unfortunately for valentino, there were periods of time where almost every other regular attendee was someone he had pretty active beef with. that doesn’t mean he always avoided yapping at them, but relatively speaking you want a guy you can build up some good repartee with to pass the time. dani was his guy… less complicated than casey and jorge, plus dani is polite enough to go along with it and maybe even enjoy chatting to valentino (it’s been known to happen). pressers can be boring and at podiums you're still full of adrenaline, valentino wants to share a joke with someone! my completely unscientific sense is that valentino does this a lot with dani around 2008-ish to 2012, then for two years marc is the number one yap victim, then for a while it’s a bit…? oddly valentino does seem to chat quite a lot with jorge in 2015... he likes to throw in a quirky behavioural pattern sometimes to keep you guessing. anyway then in 2016 he is Actively Ignoring two of these men so vale goes!! hi there dani!! and takes it from there (though the field is more mixed up post-2015 so he becomes more of an opportunistic yapper). in general, valentino will chat to pretty much anyone with A Few Exceptions, but he does usually have a bit of an order of preference

dani’s personality! now, obviously dani is very much capable of feuds, but he’s not that naturally combative a character. valentino generally needs a competitive justification for beef, though some personal animosity can help too… but he never really hated any of that trio of young riders to come through. valentino's known dani forever, he’s been around dani a fair bit because of their respective statuses in the sport, dani isn’t going out of his way to pick fights with valentino, so no reason not to get on! he does clearly quite like chatting to dani and seems pretty fond of him even towards the start of the alien era, at a time in which it was broadly expected that dani not casey would emerge as vale's primary challenger... god knows if the relationship would have soured if dani had assumed that mantle (probably at least a little lol) but failing that, valentino does just seem to quite like him. y’know, sometimes it’s like that

They Have Also Had Their Disagreements, But There Hasn’t Been Much Cause For It To Escalate Further. these disagreements have tended to be over racing standards, where dani is generally in the ‘you people are all insane’ camp and valentino is generally in the ‘ah it’s fine’ camp (though, obviously, there is nuance here… cf vale also criticising sic over the le mans 2011 incident that left dani with the broken collarbone). generally, they don't get into direct conflict over it, more of an underlying difference in positions (hey, aragon 2013 is an example)... but there’s been dani’s suggestion that valentino’s sepang 2015 stance is inconsistent with his generally laissez faire approach, and also some other isolated little scuffles over the years like say 2017 aragon (see below). pretty small scale stuff in the grand scheme of things and if you've been on-track rivals for that long it's kinda inevitable you'll eventually disagree about some stuff, but perhaps worth bringing up

went through all of the alien combos in my head and these two slot in just behind dani/casey as probably the two most consistently beef-free inter-alien relationships? dani/casey gets extra credit for surviving The Teammate Test. but, y'know, the thing about valentino is that he's a sociable, outgoing guy... he likes talking to people... he's actually interested in them... he's a decent conversationalist, easy to get on with, all that stuff. so if you expose valentino to this nice fella who at most was like... perhaps a bit more reserved towards the start of his time in the premier class (partly due to his mentor's approach), but really was generally pretty chill... well, if valentino isn't given any reason to hate dani, then default state is that he won't. good on them etc

[edwinisms]

I know how it sounds at first, but I really gotta feel bad for the boys that sacrificed edwin; I mean even the term “sacrificed edwin” paints them in a more sinister light than they really deserve– considering that wasn’t really, actually their intention.

they were bullies, they were homophobic (and/or were self loathing gay boys themselves taking it out on edwin, or were equally likely peer pressured into acting a certain way), they planned something stupid and mean to do to an innocent, anxious boy with the goal of scaring the shit out of him, all because he was effeminate and an easy target. but they didn’t know or expect any of the ritual stuff to be real. they were all laughing and joking during the ritual because it was just that to them– a joke. a cruel joke, but a joke.

teenagers can be mean and stupid and they usually regret it as adults and grow out of it / grow from it. they were stifled the chance to grow out of it, at least while alive. none of those boys deserved to be instakilled and sent to hell; they’re really not that much less deserving than edwin himself. they were all just kids, after all.

[a-story-teller]

I was in a major car accident yesterday (got t-boned) and was very luckily a) alone in the car, as the passenger side got walloped and b) not injured. However I took care of everything and then went home and proceeded to sleep for 19 out of the following 24 hours.

[forgotn1]

I usually really look forward to Thanksgiving and Christmas, as it means my family getting together for big holiday meals. But this year feels different. Everyone's got their own families now and aren't getting together like they used to. My mom will likely be with her fiance, my nephew, and their friends. My sister will be with her husband, daughters, and in-laws. I don't feel like I have a place this year.

[eatember]

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[the-casbah-way]

i suppose i owe it to myself to not die but also to stop talking myself out of things that might make me happier because i would be a much better person for everyone around me if i were able to navigate the world in the way i want to because insecurity and bitterness and constant suicidalness do just make you not as kind sometimes i think. i would like to be confident enough in myself to speak and be seen and therefore be as kind as i feel i am on the inside. i hold back so many things because i am scared of being perceived so maybe if i let myself do the things that will help me be ok with being perceived then i will put more good out into the world. i always get hung up on the fact that i so badly want to be good and kind and i care so so much about other people but as it stands currently most people would not really bother too much if i wasn't here anymore because i'm so cut off from everything emotionally and physically. someone send me c.300 quid so i can pay for therapy and you can stop being subjected to posts such as these, by the way.

[bluejaybytes]

💘🍛 I like both of these. What's most important to your oc (of choice but I'm thinking of Maggie), and what their usual dinner looks like <3

Hiiiiiiiii <3

💘 HEART WITH ARROW — what and/or who do(es) your oc consider the most important to them?

Maggie has sooo few people she's close with BUT the people she IS close with she is VERY close with, the three main ones would be her brother, Hawke, her Girl Best Friend (come to your own conclusions on this one, they'll never have an actual discussion about it), Jenna, and one of the ghosts that hangs around her, Opal. Hawke she was always fairly close with as a kid, while he never actually believed her when she would talk about the ghosts and their various shenanigans, he was always one of her strongest and most reliable supporters, and would claim to believe her. She knows now that he never actually believed her (She figured that out as a preteen), but she definitely appreciates the fact he was still always there for her and standing up for her when she'd get talked over by others. When she wakes back up after her murder, finding where he lives is one of her first priorities, because she's basically having like a million crises at once and figures he's the person she trusts must to be able to help her.

Paragraph break because I'm going on longer than anticipated WHOOPS. For Jenna, she's close with her for several reasons. The first part is... honestly just a bit of necessity. Maggie's lost and scared and has no idea what's going on, and Jenna's the first person to approach her and is someone willing to try and help her figure out what's going on, during a situation where anyone else would've just forced her to go to a hospital (Which... to be fair Jenna definitely should've suggested they go to some sort of medical help, given that she was passed out in the middle of a field and wakes up talking about being murdered). Outside of necessity, however, she and Jenna just like... basically instantly latch onto each other. They're frankly both a bit obsessive with each other because they both... really don't have anyone else? Once the plot ends and their lives calm down they'll get some other friends and their dynamic will become more sustainable longterm, but in the moment they've only got each other and GODDAMN do they have each other. Jenna's like 90% of the reason Maggie wants to actually take care of herself, because if she's not doing it, Jenna just does it for her, and she doesn't like feeling like a burden, even if Jenna's doing it willingly and without viewing as such. Their bond is so largely based on their willingness to support each other, so. yknow <3

For Opal, she's known Maggie since she was only a few months old! Ghosts took notice of Maggie's ability to see them LONG before Maggie would be learn this was Not normal, AKA, as a several month old baby, she'd track ghosts with her eyes and try and interact with them like any other person, which alerted the ghosts to the fact she could actually see them. This made her essentially a bit of a celebrity/VERY weird and kinda creepy to the ghosts, so word of the Magic Baby Who Can See Dead People spread, and tons of local ghosts would hang around just to see her themselves. Opal ALSO heard of her, and she just generally loves kids, so she went to go see baby Maggie, only to realize that oh man. This is going to be. a tough life for this kid. So she takes it upon herself to watch over her, and chases away other ghosts who bother her so that Maggie doesn't have to spend her entire life being harassed by ghosts. Their dynamic is a bit weird throughout Maggie's life, as Opal tends to be a bit overbearing, and also tends to talk over the living people Maggie's trying to talk/listen to, making it difficult for her to concentrate, but as frustrating as Maggie finds her to be, they still are very close, Opal's someone Maggie can be actually open with, and someone who is always trying to look out for her and protect her any way she can. Their dynamic gets WAY more strained after Maggie's death but this is already a VERY long ramble and that would involve a LOT more so I'll save that for another day

🍛 CURRY AND RICE — what does your oc's typical dinner look like? do they usually eat dinner?

Bad it looks bad.

Okay the actual answer is more nuanced <3 Prior to her murder, Maggie was still living at home (She was only 17 and had JUST graduated highschool, graduating a year early), so her typical dinner was just... whatever her mom made! Nothing too fancy, just pretty generic dinner items. Maggie's never really had much of an appetite, but also stayed up extremely late every night, so typically it'd be eating like half the normal portion of whatever dinner was -> stay up until 2am -> Get hungry and finish off the other half of dinner -> stay up until [god knows how late]. Her favorite meal is probably stew, though while she is an extremely picky eater, of the foods she's okay with she doesn't tend to have really any standout favorites.

Once she wakes back up after her murder and has to care for herself, her dinner is... crackers. As mentioned, she's an extremely picky eater, but she also has no skill in cooking and is also just deeply depressed, so she can't really give the effort to care about it enough to want to eat properly, so she just. doesn't! However, once Jenna starts hanging around more, specifically hanging around for long enough stretches of time to see Maggie's abysmal self care and eating habits, THEN Maggie's typical dinner stops being "crackers" and starts being whatever Jenna makes her. This is typically things like easier to prepare meals like mac n cheese, but Jenna always adds things to them that aren't included to make them nicer, so it's always more than just "box of kraft mac n cheese", its got some added vegetables and meat added in there to make it better!

Once Maggie actually starts trying to learn how to cook herself, her typical dinner consists of one single bite of whatever she tried and promptly failed to make, and then a plate of Whatever Jenna Made Instead. She's trying her best but oh boy. its not great.

[theflyingfeeling]

still sick but alive, unfortunately 🤧

[tariah23]

Ppl still be calling Sasuke abusive, it’s crazy to me-

[pepprs]

STILL wide awake! i did not put down my phone! and now im hungry. so i will not be sleeping tonight ♥️

[bladeofthestars]

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[thetimelordbatgirl]

Generally love because of my parents trash talking me together and with my nan in the past, my godmom having upset vibes around me makes me instantly paranoid that's another person trash talking me with my parents because I didn't go with them to get coffee.