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letters-from-eros · 4 years ago

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I know you don't have rules for that already but can I ask for relationship hc's for Chuuya and Dazai with a fem or gender neutral s/o?😳❤

A/N: Am I foaming from the mouth for my first BSD request? Maybe. I hope this is good though. I added in a short part on how they asked you out cause I wanted this to be different and unique from most dating HCs.

Pairing(s): Dazai Osamu, Chuuya Nakahara x GN!Reader

Warnings: Slight mention of suicide in Dazai's, cursing

Form: Headcanon

Also: These ran super duper long I'm so sorry

You managed to cuff the suicidal maniac, huh?

Well done, my friend, well done

It took him so long to ask you out, and even when he did it wasn't planned. In all honesty, he never planned to tell you about his feelings. The excruciating part for him is that he did fall pretty fast, and realized he was falling even faster.

He didn't deny them, that wouldn't make it go away. He knew that. He sat and let it festered, hoping it would just disappear at some point.

Had the mindset of anything he loved he'd lose, y'know? Sad but so.

The way I'd imagine it happening is that you both are either working late at the ADA (with just the two of you there) or just at his place hanging out into all hours of the night.

Both of you are laughing at some dumb joke Dazai made and as the laughter dies out he feels.. Bittersweet. You make him feel genuinely happy, like there's no need to put on any mask or facade. That was not a feeling he had with anyone else.

Once silence fully overtakes you both it slips out of his mouth, purely on accident.

"I love you"

"More than suicide?"

"Y/n I'm serious!"

From that night forward you had the pleasure of being the partner of Dazai Osamu, with his feelings being released in an extremely cliche coming-of-age-movie way.

Okay, onto actually dating Dazai

Still goofy as all hell. Honestly the only thing that has really changed is the he lets you in a lot less hesitantly on small things. Its easier to put cracks in his walls, per se

Unbothered by PDA and will probably make out with you in public and not see why that isn't a thing that should be done or why you wouldn't like it.

(Just tell him if you don't, he'll get over it eventually)

Will kiss you everywhere, doesn't exactly have a favorite place, but where he does end up kissing you the most is your forehead for convenience. He'll kiss your wrist if he's holding your hand, too.

Clingy as all hell, always wants to be touching you in some way and becomes the biggest dramatic bitch when he can't be around you.

Kunikida will actually punt him if he says he'll die if he's away from you for another second. For the tenth time

No more suicide attempts once you two are dating, and doesn't ask for a double suicide with you because he knows it'll upset you quite a bit

He flirts with you like he's trying to get you to date him lmao he will never ease up, especially if it gets you bashful.

Dazai would NOT be dating you if he did not trust you a whole lot, so thats something that is pretty vital to the relationship.

That being said, please be understanding of the pieces of Dazai he keeps locked away to never see the light of day again and trust him just as much as he trust you. Its important especially if you don't want the relationship to be one-sided

Also with the high amount of trust he places in you, he doesn't get jealous easily. I mean he may get pissy that you're not giving him any attention but jealous is never the right word to use

Mf finally washes his fucking clothes once he starts dating you. Doesn't smell like the bottom of the ocean on a regular basis anymore.

Dates are always chill and rarely super extravagant. Park dates are often but Dazai's truly preferred date is snuggling inside, watching a few movies and slipping in and out of naps.

Belladonna is his go-to petname for you, of course, but he may bounce around with other petnames for kicks.

He will start calling you weird shit if you ignore him for to long.

Never raises his voice at you unless its in some joking manner. On the rare occurrence that you two have an argument he would need to get extremely riled up before he resorts to raising his voice. He tries to have patience and usually succeeds.

Dazai gets SO soft and SO loving sometimes, and it can be out of no where or something minuscule could have sparked it. All I know is that its nice and cute 🥰

He's usually pretty vulnerable himself when he gets like that so match his energy, alright? If you don't he might end up a little sour for some short amount of time and be more hesitant to get like that

10/10 Lover. This is by no means an effortless relationship, its a constant battle of figuring out boundaries, running into walls and respecting them. Dating Dazai isn't toxic if you treat him right and when you do? It definitely pays off.

(This got so long. I've had so much pent-up Dazai love and all around BSD love and I finally had an outlet to completely let it out)

HUSBAND. THE LOML

Okay, sorry. But this man is the love of my life, and he will be yours as well.

Took him a while to really figure out his feelings for you, or to better put it, it took him a while to label the feeling he had towards you "love"

But ONCE HE DID mans was practically whipped before you officially started dating omg.

You could notice the shift in attitude when he figured out his feelings. He got nervous, went stiff and blushy all against his will. Maybe a tad bit more snappy.

He'd try to keep his cool and then just eat shit and become a babbling angry mess.

After every encounter and interaction with you he'd end up overthinking all of it and when he catches himself doing that he gets so upset with himself. It's really when he realized that he won't be able to keep his feelings a secret forever.

Definitely started avoiding you when planning on the 🌈perfect🌈 way to ask you out and blamed work if you asked him why he was avoiding you.

Anyway, the way he asks you out was almost as calculated as a proposal.

He asks you to meet him at the port and dress comfortably towards the end of the day

When you get there, Chuuya has a nice place set up for you both. A blanket and a bottle of expensive wine because we all know he's lowkey an alcoholic along with a very nice view of the ocean/port.

Chuuya made sure it didn't radiate too much romantic energy to give his plans away; also, he wasn't that nervous. Once he gets truly determined to do something, he doesn't let something like anxiety get in the way of it. The idea of being rejected was essentially an afterthough

Made an effort to make sure he didn't drink too much and neither did you. He didn't want to take advantage of the possibility of you being drunk by the time he asks you out and he knows he himself has a low tolerance

Once the sun began to set is when he asks. Stutters a little bit towards the beginning but smooths it out.

"Y/n, I uh.. I brought you to tell you that I love you."

"Have you drank too much already, Chuuya?"

"No! I'm completely sober!"

It was overall super cute and unforgettable, just as he planned.

Honestly, being in a relationship with this boy is just 🥰

Spoils you so much. You'll deadass be dripped out head to toe purely in stuff Chuuya has bought you.

Dw, he has an alright sense of fashion

Don't try to discourage him, that'll only get him to buy more stuff.

Chuuya's short and the concept of a size difference doesn't bother him at all, he'll find a way to kiss you regardless lol

On the topic of kissing, his favorite places are your lips and hands

He takes of his gloves whenever he's with you and let me tell you his hands are the softest things ever. Albeit his knuckles are a little calloused sometimes.

If you're anything like me, you'd want his soft hands on you 24/7 and y'know what? Chu would happily oblige.

He isn't like the biggest fan of PDA but certainly isn't against it. He'd rather keep things behind doors as much as he can. Holding hands and small kisses on the cheek are very fine by him.

He isn't like the biggest jealous type? He doesn't become overly irate or anything but certainly doesn't take any pleasure in watching you talk to other guys.

Chuuya does have some form of self restraint when it comes to that. Him getting a lil jealous is one of the only things that'll have him completely make-out with you in public or smth

Chuuya is very snuggly and touchy behind closed doors. He practically becomes Dazai but a lot less goofy

Oh yeah he definitely rants about how much he fucking hates Dazai now n again

Isn't huge on petnames but definitely calls you them every now and again.

Princess, babe and baby are his top few.

Chuuya definitely has a morning voice where it drops 2 octaves and its just 🥰

Never yells at you, its pretty shocking. The only times he's ever raised his voice with you is when its very obvious that he's not genuinely upset with you. Almost for comedic affect because it is angry short boy Chuuya

One may think arguments are often with Chuuya, but they're sort of not. He may be a pretty stubborn individual but he never argues to argue unless its Dazai-

He always works towards and agreement to end the argument as soon as possible. He keeps his cool and will never raise his voice. You can barely call them arguments because of how much he tries to keep his cool.

When he's stressed or had a bad day he gets extremely quiet because he doesn't even want the opportunity to open his mouth and take it out on you. The only words he'll say to you while he's in that state is that he's stress and you didn't do anything wrong just to make sure you're not worried over it.

All and all? Chuuya is the best and there's no way around it. He has his faults but always tries to improve and be his best self for you :)

(I had even more pent-up love for Chuuya and it got even longer, whoops-)

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calypsoff · 4 years ago

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Two. Part 2

The way I didn’t think this would have happened, I didn’t think global singer Rihanna would be acting this way with me. I have still yet to reply back to that message, I don’t understand why she is being this way. I feel it’s irrational to say the least, I feel bad for most part because it’s Seiko birthday and she booked time away too “you can’t sit there with that glum face bro” downing the rest of my vodka and coke “I am getting another drink, want one?” I offered “not for me” nodding my head walking off to the bar, I am not about to get drunk, but I need some alcohol in me for this, drunken thoughts are not the best thing. This situation has taken a turn, a turn I didn’t think would happen, I know the friendship we had was the best, I adore her so much and she does make me happy but this behaviour, it’s odd from her but also maybe she has changed, I mean of course she has changed. Leaning against the bar to be served, I am stuck between my girlfriend and my best friend that I do adore so much, she has a man go and speak to him but also maybe she just wanted me, but this whole love situation, maybe I am to blame with getting back in her life, maybe I’ve ruined her whole little bubble “what would you like?” Looking up from the bar “anything strong” I mumbled “can I have a bottle of Hennessy?” She looked at me with a slight smirk “whole bottle!? Really that bad?” Nodding my head “kind of” I laughed shaking my head “how about I give you some in a glass, clear thoughts are better” she is right “thank you” maybe I am looking into it too much, I know what I want really. I do, I mean I have a girlfriend.

Placing both glasses on the table “we going to get drunk?” Sitting down “not exactly but I thought get some Hennessy and a large vodka and coke “I don’t think you should stress yourself out about it, just go with Seiko I guess?” Licking my top lip “but she’s begging me to come what if something is wrong and she needs me” Barry shrugged “she also ditched you, did she not? Do it back” made me laugh “I’m not that petty” I chuckled “then what the fuck you want dude!?” He spat “you’re jumping or want me to jump because she is who she is and that is wrong and I am not that person Barry, you see her as that famous girl. I just said let’s take it slow, be friends again and have fun” I know what Barry and TJ are thinking “I hate this new nigga mentality, she want your dick, give it” rolling my eyes shaking my head “you don’t help, if you want to be helpful then just be quiet. When I did meet Robyn that day before she left, I felt that attachment and she was admitting to love, I don’t know. Like, was it?” Barry pointed at me laughing “you remembered her after all these years and at that time you was upset so I suppose yes but only you know that, just speak to her. Text her back and just tell her you’re working, if you say Seiko then she may dislike you even more for it” nodding my head “I need to message her back, you right” I need to suck it up.

Twin:

I don’t mean to upset you, tell me what happened? 😔😔

Pressing send on the message, chewing on my bottom lip just thinking. Seiko is there for me, she’s there I guess and Robyn yes she’s been the person on my mind when I was locked up but I felt slightly hurt she went but hearing her tell me why, I do forgive her for it but I just don’t know, am I getting myself in some shit or am I following the path I could have had with her, I am just in deep thought. I promised myself I would never fuck up; I would never do anything to fuck up my life. It has scarred me when I got beat up, to be in that situation “you know, to this day I’m scared them niggas people will get me for snitching” I admitted “you did what you needed to do Chris. You moved away from your mom so she is good, I think you will be ok. Just keep your head down” I suppose he is right, now I am just going to have that on my mind. Seiko is staying at my apartment tonight so now I got to deal with her questioning me and shit, I decided I’m not going to drink anymore unless it’s water, I need a clear mind “I can’t wait for you to wake up and be a fuck nigga again” Barry continues to say this, he makes me laugh “it’s still there, trust me. I got it but I’m trying to keep my head down, trust me I don’t think anyone will like me if I’m like that again” picking my glass up “Robyn did, I mean clearly she’s jumping on your dick and riding it to the high depths” I near choked on my drink, he ain’t shit.

Barry has a fucked up mind, he is there just talking shit. I mean he did talk shit back when he assumed that Robyn and I had sex, I did say no we didn’t, but he did not believe. Only thing we did was make out, we did that a lot so that was the reason why I ended up initiating sex but it’s whatever now. Robyn aint’ texting me at all, she is more then likely fallen out with me “I am back” walking into my apartment, Seiko has let herself in. She did say she was staying with me tonight “so early!?” she spat, closing the door behind “yeah, I am tired. And also I just wanted to be at home, you know” I have too much on my mind, taking my jacket off “you going to come and snuggle me” pulling a face “I don’t do snuggles, nice try” throwing my jacket on the back of the couch “give me a kiss at least!?” rolling my eyes, leaning down and pressing a kiss to her lips “I am so excited about my birthday weekend” I chuckled wishing I had that energy for that, my phone pinged in my pocket “I will be back” walking off to go to the bathroom, grabbing my phone from my pocket and seeing that Twin has text me but it looks like a picture. Opening the message and then tapped on the photo, bringing my phone closer to my face seeing a fifteen year old me with the chubbiest cheeks ever “oh wow” I look so goofy as hell but yet so happy, looking at Robyn at the side of me. This was for the science project and I won it, this was the picture taken. The way she is just smiling but looking at me, I was so goofy, it’s sweet to see a throwback of us. Closing the picture and seeing the message ‘wish I could go back to this’ she messaged, I am not sure what is wrong with Robyn but whatever it is I feel she is hurting about something but is not mentioning it.

I do not play; Seiko knows I mean it when I say I don’t like snuggles. I am sat on the other couch, I just don’t want to be hugged up on and she knows it “I really wish you got over this phobia of you disliking cuddles, I won’t bite?” I shrugged smiling “I actually wanted to speak to you, you know Miami” Seiko frowned “I don’t want to hear it, you promised. You always do this; you have something coming up” clasping my hands together “you said you got that for your friend and not me!? So what is the difference, Seiko I will make it up to you. I will cuddle you?” Seiko was frowning but her face softened up “come here” she patted the couch; I mean if I must. Getting up from the couch and dragging my feet walking towards her, jumping on the couch sitting next to her “I love you so much” Seiko jumped on me “how do you know you love me though? Like people throw that word around, I find that shit kind of weird. Like why say that word, what do I do to make you love me? Or is it something you wish to be in?” she gasped in my ear “who put two cents in you? Something you wish to be in, that is pretty rude Chris. I love you because you don’t show you care but you do, you are a caring person” side eyeing her as I turned my head to look at her, she pecked my lips “but on a real how do you know you love someone?” it’s a genuine question “well they think about the person constantly, craving connection with them both physically and emotionally. We want to know their thoughts, feelings, wants, and needs. I think with us it’s starting slow, I get that you have been through shit. I got you” I slowly turned my head, I am deadass thinking about what I did to Robyn to make her upset with me like that, feeling a kiss to my cheek.

I have been watching this show with Seiko but also I haven’t been watching it, my phone screen lit up and the name twin popped up as it rang out “you and Barry are twins” so she thinks it’s Barry, grabbing my phone from my lap and answering the call “hey” turning down the volume on the phone “you picked up quick, I just want to say sorry for like pressuring you to do something you can’t, also that I just have a lot of things on my mind. I am totally fine with you not coming, I just have a lot of things going on” why does Robyn cry, like now her voice is all over “yeah” I said “I will be back” I got up from the couch “huh” Robyn said “one minute” I don’t know who to speak too, I have Seiko just staring at me like what the fuck am I doing and Robyn confused, I was going to go to my bedroom but Seiko could be nosey so I will just leave the apartment “where are you going!?” Seiko shouted out “I will be back, I need my cigarettes” putting my slides on, unlocking the door walking out “sorry about that” I said down the phone “it’s fine, I just shouldn’t have acted that way. I think I don’t want you to say those things. I don’t want money to be a factor on the decisions you make” walking down the steps “you been really different with me, I feel like meeting you again as made it worse for you. I have messed up your feelings and made you this” I feel a little bad about it “you know when you don’t have that person there, you learn to live with it. When that person is there you can’t. When I think back, I feel like I should have told you everything, but I had no time. I don’t want you to think it was a mistake, it has been the best thing for me, to reconnect with you. I just need to back off. I just have so much going on, and I think I am just on that mode of you always being there, I feel fifteen all over again” opening the door walking out “I am here for you, I am here for you now, you at your concert date?” seems loud in the background “yes, but I am just thinking of how I have been with you. Emotions are high” I can agree on that “we have grown in different ways, we need to explore that again but being with you, you bring that out. You do, I am just not that boy you see in the photos, you are the person I was” I admitted “you’re like wall, there is a wall between me and you and I can only hear your voice, I saw it as soon as I saw you. You are different and I get it, but I just wanted to say that to you” she did mention it, she felt the change “I will see what I can do, if I can come. I will text you and let you know beforehand” rubbing the back of my head, is this me choosing but I feel like Seiko made that choice for me, after that little description of love, maybe I was or did be in love “it would be nice to see you” Robyn is so much more calmer, much calmer then she was on text.

I have been trying for the past half hour to get Robyn to tell me her issue, she is straight hard headed “my period, there! Happy now?” pulling a face at the fact that was the issue “ok, so because you decided to be on your period you angry?” I am confused “I didn’t decide to be on my period Chris it happens every month! I don’t just say oh well today I will be on my period, come on! We were both in the same lessons” I snorted laughing “and I was busy” I kissed my teeth “busy annoying me and eating my food” she ain’t wrong “we shared food, also you owe me breakfast. That was an hour pay” I pointed out “one waffle for two please” Robyn and I both laughed out “you sound like me! I would march into that place and be demanding that one waffle, he gave me a discount too. But on a real, that whole thing of being angry was because of your period? That is a lot of anger for a lady like yourself, so you gonna be on your period when I come? Does that last ages” Robyn screamed out laughing “wait, you being deadass about this? Wow, why do you care, not like we doing anything freaky” I am offended she laughed at me the way she did “we could finish off where left off? I am joking but you all angry and stuff, I don’t do hugs either. Like I am not about that snuggle life, no ma’am. I just sex and go, it’s the best thing” placing my cigarette between my lips “the lie detector determined that was a lie Christoff, you hugged me all of the time. You would drag me back by my backpack and then hump me. Don’t give me that” I grinned shaking my head, not like she can see. Moving my cigarette away from my lips because I am too busy smiling now “I am serious though; I don’t do that hug business” she don’t believe me at all “how many sex and go you done?” raising an eyebrow “good question, you tell me first?” she being sly with that question “mhmmm two, could have been three if that happened with us” that is low “two? I mean body count doesn’t matter to me, but two!?” I am shocked “you think I just give myself away” let me not get her angry “not at all, just thought it would be more. Erm, possibly could have been more but I would say about ten? Not sure, but since coming out it’s been one, I met Seiko quick. Could have been eleven if forehead put out” Robyn snorted laughing, I am glad she is ok now.

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extreme-technicality · 4 years ago

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does talking to an anon help about ninjago help? cuz I'm down

DHDKCKGSC YES IT DOES THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR OFFERING YOUR SERVICES

Okay now that I know I won’t be clogging people’s dashes buckle the fuck in my dude and I should stress that I literally would not be talking about this as much as I will be if I didn’t genuinely enjoy the show. I’m gonna go season by season and just Rant

S1 has the serpentine as the bbeg and like, as far as villains go they’re p lit. They’re early enough that they haven’t been done to hell, things are fresh, the characters and dynamics are being fleshed out, and all in all s1 is a pretty solid season. There’s some fuckery that gets brought up re: how the FUCK aging works and what the actual timeline of Ninjago is and how Wu and Garmadon fit into that timeline, fuckery that LITERALLY NEVER GETS RESOLVED IN A SATISFYING WAY BC ITS REVEALED IN A LATER SEASON (s8, dw we’ll get there lmao) THAT THE ONLY REASON THE FIRST SPINJITSU MASTER, WU, AND GARMADON LIVED AS LONG AS THEY DID IS CUZ THEYRE BASICALLY DEMIGODS AND ITS IMPLIED THAT LLOYD WILL ALSO LIVE FOR A LONG ASS TIME WHICH MEANS ONE DAY HES GONNA OUTLIVE ALL HIS FRIENDS AND EVERYONE HE EVER LOVED WHICH IS A FUN THING TO THINK ABOUT AT NIGHT But anyway I digress, s1 also coincidentally introduces Lloyd (he wasn’t in the pilot episodes that set up the rest of the series) and the existence of Evil Dad Garmadon.

S2 is where Garmadon starts acting a lot more Evil and a lot less Dad. He’s the main antagonist for that season, and I actually read somewhere that the show was originally slated to end after s2 which high key explains the fuckery of literally every single season after this lmaooooo. Much like s1, I really can’t find much to complain about, the first two seasons are pretty decent as far as I can remember

Season. Fucking. Three. Where the fuck do I start??? I hate season three for entirely personal reasons revolving around the STUPID GODDAMN ROMANCE WRITING. okay lemme back up and explain a thing first so, Jay is dating Nya and they’re fine, they’re going steady, aND THEN????? THE BEGINNING OF THE SEASON INTRODUCES BULLSHIT LOVE TRIANGLE FUCKERY FOR ZERO GODDAMN REASON, BITCH I HATE LOVE TRIANGLES AND I HATE THEM EVEN MORE WHEN THEYRE DONE FOR NO GODDAMN REASON!!! AND THEN. AS IF THAT WERENT ENOUGH. THEY SHOEHORNED A ROBOT ROMANCE BETWEEN ZANE AND PIXAL AND I KNOW I RANTED ABOUT THIS A LITTLE BIT WHEN I WAS ACTUALLY WATCHING BUT I DIDNT GO INTO ENOUGH DETAIL!!!! THEY MADE THE OTHER NINJA OOC IN ORDER TO PROP UP THEIR SHIP!!!!!! AND AT ONE POINT ZANE GOES “its like we were…made for each other” AND I HAD TO FUCUCJDHVE I HAD TO SCREAM INTO A PILLOW BRO, IM SO TIRED!!!! NO THE FUCK YOU WERENT!!!!!! YOU WERE MADE FOR YOU AND PIXAL WAS MADE FOR PIXAL AND IF YALLS WANNA BANG BOLTS THATS FINE BUT DONT IMPLY THAT EITHER OF YOU WERE MADE INCOMPLETE!!!! THATS AN INSULT TO YOUR MAKERS AND YOURSELVES, MOVE ON, PLEASE AND THANK YOU. anyway that season also killed Zane (for the first time, but not the last) (spoiler alert lmao) and like, not to be an emotional little shit but I did cry a bit at his funeral.

S4 is honestly one of my favorites, even though the romance crimes continue (the love triangle bullshit is continuing and honestly I maintain that Cole, Nya, and Jay should all have gotten together and in my personal canon they DID, and also Kai has a forced romance) the VILLAIN makes up for it imo. He’s campy!! He’s funny!! He’s a clown!! He’s serious enough that if he says “I’m gonna kill you” HE MEANS IT and that’s so fucking refreshing!!!! S4 is honestly 8/10 just for the villain alone, don’t like that it retconned the SHIT out of the elemental masters and how many different elements there are TO master but eh, it’s ninjago, shit is stupid.

S5 was…interesting? OH WAIT I FORGOT TO MENTION THAT S3 INTRODUCED A GARMADON WHO WAS A LOT LESS EVIL AND A LOT MORE DAD, HONESTLY I THOUGHT IT TOOK A LOT OF THE FLAVOR OUT BUT THATS JUST ME LMAOOO. anyway s5 killed Garmadon, and I was a little sad cuz I like him okay??? I just think he’s NEAT, he’s got big dad energy, he was teaching Lloyd some shit that just got DROPPED and literally was never brought up again which is honestly a theme in Ninjago. Ninjago drinking game: take a shot every time they introduce a plot point or ability and drop it at or before the end of the season. WHICH THEY ALSO DID IN S5 WITH A DIFFERENT POWER ACTUALLY, so all the ninja are masters of Spinjitsu right, well s5 introduced the concept of Airjitsu which only Spinjitsu masters can learn and it lets them FLY and they used that for seasons 5 and 6 and then they nEVER BROUGHT IT UP AGAIN EVEN THOUGH IT WOULDVE COME IN HANDY FOR S E V E R A L DIFFERENT SITUATIONS ACROSS THE SEASONS, ONE OF THEM WOULD BE FALLING TO THEIR DOOM AND MY ASS WOULD BE YELLING “YOU CAN FLY, DUMBASS” - anyway, they do that again later lmao it’s fine. But what’s low key NOT fine is they made Nya the WATER NINJA!!! Like I’m not mad she has powers, except I kinda am, she was doing just fine as Samurai X and honestly the only reason she has super special ninja powers is for plot reasons. Also Cole got turned into a ghost, but by s7 he’s????? No longer a ghost????????? And that’s NEVER addressed or reasoned away, so like. Cool lmao

S6 didn’t happen. Like, canonically, s6 ends with wish fuckery that undoes the entire season and none of the characters remember anything that happened except Jay and Nya because S6 is the season where they get back together so they remember all those events for???? Feelings reasons?????? Unclear, moving on. The actual bbeg for S6 was a djinn with a vaguely Spanish accent, and to this DAY I don’t know why they made him have a SPANISH accent. Djinn are Arabic, not Spanish!! They’re not central or South American, either!!!! Your villain design makes no sense, do better

S7 had MORE time fuckery, and retconned what happened to Kai and Nya’s parents and hmmmhmhmhmhmhm that makes me Upsetti Spaghetti :3 not just the retconning, but the fact that they LITERALLY brought them back oNLY TO NEVER MENTION THEM AGAIN!!!!!! LITERALLY!!!!!!!! Okay so at the VERY very beginning, like pilot episodes beginning, Kai talks about their dad like he died/left fairly recently, BUT s7 contradicts that and claims that both of their parents were essentially abducted when Kai and Nya were little kids, which makes me question what in the fresh fuck two little kids were doing for all those years alone. SETTING THAT ASIDE FOR A HOT SECOND, their parents were also apparently good friends of Wu’s and old war buddies (from the Serpentine wars, which is YET ANOTHER bit of the timeline that doesn’t quite add up but honestly I could make a whole other post about that shit). But if they were such good fucking friends, why didn’t Wu check in every now and again??? What the fuck was Wu doing that was so fucking important that he couldn’t have been assed to visit his friends ONCE in like TEN MOTHERFUCKING YEARS and realize “oh shit, they’re not here and there are two tiny children running around unsupervised…My Kids Now : )” LIKE????? WU YOU LOW KEY SHOULDA LOOKED OUT FOR YOUR FRIENDS’ KIDS BETTER, THEY COULDA DIED BRO!!! Uhhhh the time fuckery also results in Wu getting yeeted ahead in time a bit and the ninja gotta find him

Season. Eight. I have…mixed feelings about this one. The beginning absolutely SLAUGHTERED me, and not in a “this is so fucking funny” way. No, the beginning made me feel like I was being flayed alive with just about every episode because Ninjago was back on its forced romance bullshit and this time it was Lloyd’s turn on the chopping block. That hurt my soul cuz like, look at that mans color scheme, he’s CLEARLY alloaro, why are you forcing romance on my aro man, why would you hurt me like that, BUT ALSO BECAUSE HE AND THE GIRL HE WAS BEING SET UP WITH HAD A LITTLE HEART TO HEART REALLY EARLY ON AND IT WAS THE MOST QUEER CODED SHIT!!!! IT DEADASS READ AS A CONVERSATION BETWEEN AN OUT AND PROUD QUEER AND A CLOSETED QUEER AND THEY MADE!!! IT!!!!! STRAIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!! The only thing that kept me watching at first was wanting to find Wu, and then I started enjoying myself once Cole found a plot-relevant baby and had fatherhood thrust upon him. Everything went from “ehhhhh” to “holy shit this FUCKS” once it was revealed that Rumi (Lloyd’s love interest) wAS PLAYING HIM THE WHOLE TIME AND WAS EVIL AND HAD AN EVIL GIRLFRIEND!!!!!! LITERALLY IMPROVED EVERYTHING ABOUT THE SEASON FOR ME, I COULD EVEN FORGIVE THE WHOLE “let’s resurrect Garmadon, but as evil as possible” BULLSHIT!!!!!!

S9 is a continuation of s8, Garmadon is back and 1000% Evil, 10% Dad, but none of the Dad energies is directed at Lloyd - it’s all directed at Rumi, and honestly I could write a whole ass post on just RUMI cuz that’s honestly my DAUGHTER and I LOVE HER and I’m MAD SHE DIES AT THE END OF THIS SEASON!!!! SHE DESERVED THERAPY AND TO LIVE WITH HER GF AND MAYBE SOME CRIME. AS A TREAT. RUMI DESERVED BETTER AND LOW KEY IM GONNA WRITE A FIC ABOUT IT, BUT ANYWAY WHERE WAS I

Ah right, so s9 has the four major Ninja stuck in the original dimension with no way home, while Lloyd has no powers (cuz he almost died last season) and has to somehow lead a resistance against Garmadon (who has taken control of Ninjago City and is working on the rest of Ninjago). Actually, s9 is pretty cool. Like, the end of s8 and into s9 are low key my favorite episodes, and I kinda wanna rewatch them now -

S10 is a FUN one. Garmadon got got last season, but he didn’t DIE, so he’s in cold storage and now there’s Another Threat and he’s the only one who knows wtf they’re up against so they let him out and he works with them. The funny part is, he is still Very Much Evil and doesn’t quite Get emotions like he did when he was, uh, human lmao, sO HE WOKE UP EVERY DAY DURING THAT SEASON AND DECIDED TO CAUSE PROBLEMS ON PURPOSE. IT WAS THE FUNNIEST FUCKING SHIT. 1000000/10 MY FAVORITE GARMADON, he ended that season by literally fucking off into Ninjago and they never decided to track him down 😭😭😭😭😭and I’m so SAD about it dude

S11 has another Serpentine as the bbeg, though in the setup to that they retconned how the fucking Serpentine tribes and history work??? I think???? Also Wu was a good 150% angrier and generally Done with the ninja’s shit, which was honestly refreshing tho I’m not quite sure I liked what the refreshed view was, but whatever lmao. S11 also had the ninja get yeeted to the dimension farthest from Ninjago, and honestly - okay, so they didn’t all go at the same TIME, Zane left about a week or two before the others did but there was time dilation fuckery afoot which I’m not too mad about cuz low key it makes sense. What I AM mad about is that they didn’t play the angst up to its full POTENTIAL!!!!!! Zane was EVIL in the other dimension!!!! Okay so I’m Ninjago he was only gone for maybe a week or two, but DECADES had passed in the other one, and all that time Zane was alone and disconnected from everyone he knew and loved, with a staff that boosted his power while slowly corrupting him and Turning Him Evil to help him, and like???? The thought of Zane trying to find a way home, trying to get SOME sort of message back, while he has to use the staff more and more to help him survive the long, lonely decades, so that by the time his family DOES show up its too late??? BRO. B R O. THAT JUST HITS DIFFERENT, BUT NINJAGO DIDNT DO THAT!!! THEY MADE HIM EVIL DUE TO MEMORY WIPE!!!!!! MEMORY WIPE IS BABY SHIT COMPARED TO A LONG, SLOW CORRUPTION!!!!!!

S12 was alright. It went into Cole’s mom, touched on some of the adventures she had had, threatened another forced romance (this time on poor Cole, just leave my mans ALONE) but thankfully didn’t follow through this time, introduced cool new powers that honestly hasn’t been elaborated on since that’s the most recent season I think lmao

Anyway thanks for reading and letting me rant!!!! I have,,So Much More I could talk about, PLEASE ask me about Rumi, some of my headcanons re: Garmadon and Wu’s dynamic, the Serpentine, my top five times they butchered Kai’s character for Plot Reasons, or anything else I brought up here that you want me to elaborate on!!!

#technical talks #ninja hoe #ask dadzawa #nonnie #this was honestly therapeutic tysm #and it let me kill time before I play Mario kart so bonus points!!#I definitely forgot to mention A Lot (like all the times one or all of the ninja lost their powers)#so like!!! feel free to bug me for more shit!!!!

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nctzendreamz · 5 years ago

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NCT 127: They See You In Your Bonnet For The First Time

“127 reaction where it’s your first sleepover, they see you wearing a bonnet for the first time and you’re kind of shy about it? I just went through this and it was so hilarious but adorable.”

Taeil:

The two of you had already done your first nightly routine together, so all there was left to do was sleep, except you were no where to be found. He remembered you telling him you liked drinking a whole bunch of juice before bed. Maybe that’s what you were doing?

“Baby! I’m about to pass out.” He yelled, hoping you heard him.

“Sorry, I’m coming!” You yelled back. When he saw you return with a cheetah print bonnet on your head, he got confirmation that you were the cutest thing he had ever seen.

“Don’t laugh.”

“What? Why would I laugh?” He said before engulfing you in his arms.

“Because it’s big.”

“And?” He said nonchalantly. “Isn’t it important to wear?”

“Yes. We use it to protect our hair when we sleep. Even for box braids, like I have now, it helps keep it in shape.”

“Shit, can I get one?”

Your laughter echoed through the room. “Go to sleep.”

Taeyong:

He was so tired, he didn’t even notice it at first. It wasn’t until he attempted to smush his face into your hair only to find something satin, that he would wake up wondering what was on your head.

“Babe, what’s that?”

“It’s just my bonnet, don’t worry.”

“Oh.” He would say, wanting to know more. “Bonnet?”

“Black girls wear it to to guard our hair when we sleep,” you turned around to face him, “it’s like our knight and shining armor.” you began to tickle him, causing him to giggle like a child.

“I’m not a baby.” He pouted playfully, even though he was clearly holding back more giggles. “I think it’s really cool. And it makes you look even prettier. It makes me want to kiss all over your cute ass face.”

Johnny:

He had been looking forward to this for a long time. Anytime you two were on FaceTime, you never had it on for whatever reason, but tonight he could finally see you.

The minute you came out the bathroom, his heart practically jumped out his chest. He couldn’t hide his grin.

“What are you grinning at?” You smirked back, picking your clothes up off the floor.

“How adorable you look with in your bonnet.”

Your laugh erupted through the room. “What do you know about bonnets?”

“I’m cultured. You know this. Now come here.”

Yuta:

You’re getting clowned, but not because he doesn’t think you’re the most precious thing in the world. Just because he’s Yuta and he has to.

“Y/N! There’s a big headed alien in our room please save me!”

“Shut up, Yuta!” You screeched, grabbing the nearest pillow and hitting him with it.

“Oh my goodness it talks!”

“Baby...” you were pouting now, and he decided to stop his games.

“Hey, I’m kidding.” He laughed. You fell in his arms, hiding in his chest. “I love it. Something has to protect your beautiful hair while you sleep, right?”

“So you do listen to me?”

He kissed your nose repeatedly. “I always listen to you, big head.”

Doyoung:

It actually wasn’t his first time seeing you in it, you just weren’t aware. One time he was going through your phone and saw all your bonnet selfies, and he fell more in love with you. He had to research exactly what it was and why you wore it.

Now here he was on your couch, giddy like a kid on Christmas as he waited for your big reveal. The two of you were about to watch a movie. As he saw you slowly making your way to him, red bonnet on your head, his smile couldn’t be bigger. “Why are you so shy all of a sudden?”

“I’m not..I just...”

“Don’t hide from me.” He pulled you into his lap. “You are so beautiful.”

Jaehyun:

He was familiar with bonnets, even though he couldn’t remember why, so you know he had to buy his own. He knew how shy you could be, and he wanted your first time sleeping together to be special and memorable.

When you walked in the room and saw Jaehyun with the same silk bonnet on his head that you had on yours, and a radiant smile on his features, you couldn’t hold in your laughter. “I love you so much.” You said before jumping on top of him. “I actually think you look better than me.”

“Well I mean, that was the goal.” He joked before kissing you softly. “I love you more.”

Winwin:

“Now that’s what I call a fashion statement!” He yelled as you strutted in his direction, straight into his lap.

“I know right.” You smirked before kissing him. “Maybe I should start going out like this?”

“You know I’m not kidding right?”

“Yes. Which is why I’m concerned.” You chuckled.

“Is this your only one?” He questioned, observing the jade silk closely.

“You only need one to be honest, babe.”

“This won’t do.” He said, picking up his phone and going straight to Amazon. “What other colors do you want? You should have a variety! What if you’re not feeling green one day?”

Jungwoo:

He wants to see it all. Every single bonnet and scarf you own, he needs to have it modeled. He could see how shy you were about it, and he wanted to make you feel how beautiful you looked to him in your natural state. It was so sexy to him.

“Work it, baby!” He cheered, throwing chocolate in his mouth.

“Jungwoo, can I stop now?” You complained, covering your face.

“But we only just got started.”

“How about you model them for me? That sounds better.” You jested.

“I mean...if you’re deadass.”

Mark:

As we all know, when Mark doesn’t understand something, he doesn’t want to know the basics. He needs to know everything. He was also familiar with bonnets, but he didn’t know the deep meaning behind them.

The two of you were cuddled up in your bed. “So, I know you wear it to sleep so it doesn’t mess up your hair. Am I right?”

“Yes. It also protects our hair from breaking off. I don’t have the energy to sleep on a silk pillow, and also, I’ve been so used to sleeping with my hair not in my face it would be irritating not to wear one.”

“That’s so lit.” He said. “Does that mean my hair falls out because I don’t have a bonnet?” You suddenly started laughing. “Did I say something wrong?” He said frantically.

“Of course not. You’re just the cutest boy I’ve ever seen in my life. I love you.” You pressed a quick peck to his lips.

Haechan:

When you walked in the kitchen, he wanted to ask about it, but he was scared he’d say something to make you shy by accident. You felt his eyes staring at you and turned around.

“I have to wear it in my sleep so I can stay fresh at all times.” You smiled.

“So that’s how your hair always looks so good every morning.”

“It’s our little secret.” You whispered in an over exaggerated manner while placing a pinky out.

He grabbed on, pulling you to his chest with a smirk. “Our little secret. I really like the color.”

“Yeah? Well I really like you.”

“And I like you more.” He picked you up to throw you on the couch to start the movie he had picked out.

#nct #nct 127 #nct reaction #nct imagine #kpop poc #kpop ambw #nct scenario #nct masterlist #jaehyun #haechan #mark lee #taeyong #johnny #jungwoo #taeil #yuta #doyoung #winwin

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cycwrites · 5 years ago

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Switching Gears Part 1 - Feud

Words: 4200

Rating: M (Eventually. I think.)

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A/N: A Staubrey AU that came out of an incredibly random conversation on Discord (that people other than me were having) about how popular bicycles are in some cities and that there can actually be too many for the number of bike racks in some locations. So, I said I wanted to see a bike brawl.

May have been intended to be part of Staubrey week as Friends to Enemies, but I’m a lazy writer.

Thanks as always to @tiny-maus-boots for the constant encouragement.

Special thanks to @aliciameade for giving me the nudge I needed for the title.

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~A~

“Hey, that was my spot!”

Aubrey frowned at the brunette who was swinging one incredibly long leg over her bike.

“Pardon?” Taking out one earbud, the other woman looked over the top of her sunglass at Aubrey. “Did you say something?”

“I said, that’s my spot.” Aubrey gestured to the rack. “I was waiting for the other person to leave.” Truthfully she’d lost track of time while checking her phone and hadn’t noticed when the bike she’d been waiting for had left but that still didn’t excuse taking her spot.

“Oh.” The brunette shrugged. “There’s one right there that’s opened up.” She pointed two racks down and pulled out a chain from her backpack.

“Then you use that one, I was here first.” Aubrey couldn’t believe that people still didn’t observe common courtesy. It was just as annoying as when someone pulled into the parking spot she’d been patiently waiting for.

“It’s just a bike rack; we’re all in front of the same building.” Ignoring Aubrey’s scoff she knelt and wrapped the chain around her front tire and the rack. “Nothing worth losing your cool over.”

“I am not losing my cool!” Aubrey insisted, though maybe it was louder than she intended as several other people looked at them as they passed by them on the way into or out of Stretch It Out, the dance/yoga/fitness studio that Aubrey visited almost daily.

Staring Aubrey deadass in the eye, the other woman pulled out a lock and fastened it in place. “You should try yoga, might help you unclench a little.”

“Unclench?!” Aubrey couldn’t believe the audacity of this woman.

“Yeah,” the brunette stood easily, one long finger circling in front of her own face. “You’d be cuter if you didn’t have that pinched expression.” She plucked her sunglasses off and settled them on top of her head. “Though,” her head tilted and her eyes flicked up and down Aubrey’s body. “I kind of like that nose flare you’ve got going on right now.”

Aubrey saw red and by the time she’d blinked it away all she saw was a brunette braid entering the building in front of her.

“Did she just walk away from me?” Aubrey stared for another couple seconds until she realized she was making even more of a scene by sitting on her bike and talking to herself. With efficient movements she slipped off the bike and walked it over to the next rack. As if nothing had happened, she locked it up and made her way into the building.

Aubrey spent the entirety of her spin class thinking of what she’d say if she ever saw that smug brunette again. So what if she liked that particular spot, it wasn’t anything unusual for someone to have preferences on things. Sure, it wasn’t like ‘Cheers’ and she wasn’t Norm to be greeted by shouts of her name when she pulled up, but she’d been chaining her bike there more often than not, at least four days a week, since she moved to town three years ago.

“Great job, Aubrey!” A cheerful voice called over the music and Aubrey’s eyes snapped to the front of the room where the instructor, Flo, was beaming at her. “That’s the kind of energy I like to see, yes!”

Aubrey looked down and realized she had a death grip on the handles and was powering through whatever the current exercise was. Forcing herself to relax she eased back on the tension, not wanting to wear herself out before the end of class. When it was over, she moved to the next room and stretched out muscles that were definitely more sore than normal.

‘I am so going to feel this tomorrow,’ Aubrey thought as she took a shower. ‘Might have to skip the Friday class.’

Feeling calmer she changed into a fresh set of bicycle shorts and tank top before heading back out into the late afternoon sunshine. She certainly wasn’t looking around for a certain annoying woman to give her another piece of her mind. Except maybe she wasn’t thinking of where she was going and, moving on autopilot, went to her bike rack and was confused by the fact that hers wasn’t there. In fact, for one brief moment she thought her bike had been stolen before it all came flooding back to her. Moving to her bike, she knelt to remove the chain, starting to wrap it around her seat post before a thought struck her.

It was beyond petty, she definitely recognized that, but still found herself walking back to the… the... interlopers bike. Casually, she wrapped the chain she still held around the frame and the rack. Then, before she could think twice, she snapped her lock around it and stood up, moving quickly back to her own bike and sliding it free of the rack. Pushing it to the road, she took her place on the seat and secured her helmet. Just before she put her earbuds in she heard a loud “What the fuck?” behind her. Unable to resist, she looked over her shoulder.

The brunette was crouched by her bike, tugging at Aubrey’s chain. “What kind of asshole would…” She broke off and looked up, her eyes searching before locking on Aubrey with a furious intensity. Aubrey gave her a smug grin and finished putting in her earbuds as the other woman took a step forward. “Why the fu-”

The rest of it cut off by her music, Aubrey turned her back and gave the bell mounted on her handlebars a jaunty ring before she took off down the street. Her good mood completely restored she headed to her favorite bike shop to replace the chain and lock that had been lost in a very good cause.

When she’d first moved to town a few years ago, it was because she was tired of LA and its constant bustle and rush. She wanted to live somewhere she could slow down and not always feel like she was falling behind just because she wanted to take a breath once in a while. As she’d packed up her tiny apartment that almost cost more than the rental house she was using until she got her own, she decided that she was going to get a bicycle and use it to explore her new home.

In her research she found several shops but had originally dismissed One for the Road because the name made her think of drinking and driving and anywhere that would even vaguely promote that was obviously not a place to be taken seriously. So, once she arrived, she’d started down her meticulously researched list with high hopes. By the time she’d gotten to the bottom of it all of them had been checked off for one of two reasons: They had talked down to her or tried to get her number from the second she’d opened the door. Or both.

One day she had been taking a walk through an as yet unseen part of town when she happened to look up as she was passing a small, unassuming storefront tacked onto the end of the strip mall she’d been perusing. It had lacked all the flash of the shops she’d visited over the past three weeks but the name was definitely familiar: One for the Road. Since it couldn’t be any worse than the other dozen places she’d checked out, Aubrey made her way inside.

Beca Mitchell may have been a small package of sarcasm wrapped in flannel but she was extremely knowledgeable about bicycles and delivered her information without any of the condescension or thinly disguised leers that Aubrey had found elsewhere. She’d asked Aubrey her reasons for wanting a bike, where she’d wanted to go with it – merely city streets or if she wanted to also take it into the mountains that weren’t very far away – and began to show her different models based on her answers.

When she’d left she had a new bike and her first friend in her new home. Over several return visits to adjust things here and there or pick up a few accessories – like a package rack on the back so she could ride her bike to the store and get more than would fit in her backpack – the two of them had become closer than Aubrey had ever been to anyone in LA. In addition to a platonic ‘date night’ every Friday, they had lunch or dinner at least twice a week – though they usually managed more than that – and that was where Aubrey headed after leaving the fitness studio.

By the time she got to Beca’s shop her mood had continued to improve and she was singing softly under her breath with her music as she pushed her bike through the door. Pausing just inside she turned off her phone and looked around. To the right was a slender Asian woman working over a bike mounted to one of several repair stands along one side of the main room. Two eyes peered around the front tire and blinked at her.

“Hey Est…” Aubrey hesitated, studying her closely. “…Lil…” She trailed off again, clearing her throat awkwardly. “How are you?” It was lame and she knew it, but talking to Beca’s assistant sometimes proved… difficult. She waited for a response but the other woman only stared at her for a moment more before going back to whatever she had been doing before Aubrey walked in.

‘Must be Lilly today.’ Aubrey thought to herself as she walked her bike to the back of the store and tucked it behind the counter.

She never quite knew how to react to the mechanic as apparently on any given day she either went by Lilly or Esther and you wouldn’t know which until she talked. Or, rather, if she didn’t. Beca had tried to explain it once but Aubrey refused to believe that any story that had someone declaring “Satan left my body!” could have any truth to it. It was far more likely that the woman had a split personality, one more outgoing than the other. ‘Still,’ she thought as she made her way back to Beca’s office. ‘Might as well stay on her good side. Just in case.’

“Anyone home?” Aubrey knocked on the doorframe and leaned against it.

“Hey, Aubrey.” Beca said as she looked up from her computer. “I’m almost ready for lunch, just need a few.”

“No problem.” Aubrey shrugged off her pack and dropped down into the visitor chair tucked into the corner. “I’m also going to need a new chain and lock.”

Beca’s brow lifted. “Really? How did you manage to lose that?”

Aubrey bit her lip. “I wouldn’t say I lost it, exactly. I know where it is.”

“Okay, hold that thought.” Beca held up her hand. “There’s obviously a story but if I don’t get this done Lilly doesn’t get paid on Friday.” Beca looked back down at her laptop. “The last time I was a day late she quit for two weeks and I’m not losing my best repairwoman just before the summer starts.”

Aubrey settled into the chair and crossed her legs. She knew she had about five minutes to come up with anything other than the truth or she was going to be teased mercilessly for the next two years. Except her normally sharp mind wasn’t being cooperative and she still hadn’t come up with any other plausible explanation by the time Beca closed the lid to her laptop and focused back in on Aubrey.

“Alright, spill.”

“There’s nothing to spill.” Aubrey deflected even though she knew it was a lost cause.

“Then why are you touching your throat?” Beca tilted her head. “You only do that when you’re nervous.”

Aubrey yanked her betraying hand down into her lap. “There is nothing to be nervous about.” Which was true, except maybe she knew she’d reacted badly to something minor and stupid and now that she had to explain it, felt even pettier than she knew she’d been earlier.

“Uh huh.” Beca leaned back in her chair. “You know you’re going to tell me and might as well just get it over with.”

Aubrey sighed. “Fine. I locked it around someone else’s bike at the studio.”

“What?” Beca frowned. “Why… would you…?”

“Someone took my spot.” Aubrey muttered and looked away.

“Aubrey Posen you never mumble and whatever you just said was quieter than Lilly on her silent days.” Beca leaned forward again, her tone confidential. “Was she hot?”

“What?!” Aubrey blinked. “Why would you jump to the conclusion that it was a woman?” She realized she was touching her throat again and forced herself to relax.

“Because the only time I’ve seen you anything less than confident was when you were interested in the owner of your studio.” Beca turned around and dug into the mini fridge in her office. When she turned back she had two bottles of beer. “Don’t give me the drinking and riding speech. We’re walking to lunch.”

Aubrey shrugged and took the bottle after Beca had taken off the cap. “I save that for special occasions now. So what? I thought the owner was pretty, sue me.” She took a drink to shut herself up.

Chloe Beale was not only a gorgeous redhead, but also was one of the nicest women Aubrey had ever met and she’d made Aubrey feel welcome the second she’d walked into Stretch It Out. She was also beautiful and Aubrey had felt an instant attraction that had, over time, faded as she’d never found the right moment to see if her interest was returned. Either Chloe was greeting people at the front desk, which was never empty, or somewhere else in the studio. She knew Chloe well enough that she felt comfortable greeting her by name if they passed, but it wasn’t like they’d had time to sit down and chat. And Aubrey never quite worked up the nerve to ask her to lunch before she’d decided the moment had passed.

“I’ll believe that when I see it.” Beca took a sip of her own. “She’s also the only woman I’ve heard you call pretty.” She tilted her head. “I was starting to think I was going to have to start getting the names of women who come into the shop for you but… Maybe I don’t have to.”

“Shut up,” Aubrey laughed despite her annoyance. “I can find my own dates, thank you very much.”

“Did you have your number etched on the chain or something?” Beca grinned behind her bottle before she took another drink of her beer. “Hoping she’ll call you to chew you out… or to do something else with her mou-”

“No!” Aubrey interrupted quickly and shook her head. “It’s… it was just stupid, Beca.”

“Now that you’ve confirmed there is a woman, I have to hear the whole story. You never admit stupid things without a lot more teasing.” She sat back in her chair and waved her hand. “Continue.”

Sighing, Aubrey relented. “I’d gotten to the studio and someone was in my spot.”

“They assign you spots when you join?” Beca frowned. “That’s… weird.”

“They don’t. I just… I just like that particular spot. It’s right up front and usually available when I go.” Aubrey took another drink as a stalling tactic.

“You do sometimes get set in your patterns and ideas about things.” But Beca said it without malice and Aubrey took no offense. “I remember you telling me about how you avoided my shop based on the name and never even looked at the glowing reviews all my customers had left me.”

“Gee you’re so humble,” Aubrey teased.

“I’m the best and that’s why my Dad gave me controlling interest before he went gallivanting off to Europe with his new wife.” Beca lifted one shoulder. “Plus I’ve been working here since I was sixteen, so I know the bikes and make sure to keep up on the new innovations.”

“If you’re the best, why are you in this strip mall instead of in a big building with a big flashy showroom?” It was something Aubrey had wondered before but never got around to asking.

“Because I hate people.” Beca shrugged. “Maybe one day I’ll expand, but until then I’m good with the customers I have right now.” She narrowed her eyes. “Don’t think I’m going to let you distract me with talking about the business, Aubrey.”

“Fine.” Aubrey pursed her lips before continuing. “The person who was in my spot – yes my spot,” she said pointedly when Beca smirked at her, “was getting ready to leave. She was unchaining her bike, so I pulled out my phone to check my email. I was answering my brother’s latest nag to come visit him on his next leave at home and didn’t see them leave. By the time I looked back up a new person was pushing their bike into the rack.”

“How dare.” Beca murmured.

“And I wasn’t expecting it, because obviously I was standing there and waiting – like any polite person with a parking spot – and may have told her to get out of my spot.”

“Woman, confirmed.” Beca said sagely.

“You want the story or you want to make fun of me?” Aubrey snapped.

“Both?” Beca lifted her brows. “Both are good for me.”

“Sorry,” Aubrey shook her head. “I didn’t mean to rip your head off.”

“It’s fine, I’ve got a thick skin. But please, continue.” Beca made a show of drawing an invisible zipper across her lips.

“But she didn’t move and just locked her bike up while staring at me the whole time.” Aubrey frowned when Beca snickered. “It’s rude, Beca.” Aubrey took a drink of her beer, feeling annoyed all over again. “Then she told me to try yoga because it might help me unclench.” Aubrey gritted her teeth when Beca almost snorted out the mouthful of beer she’d just taken.

“Is she still alive?” Beca gasped as she finally managed to swallow the liquid instead of spraying it all over her desk.

“Yes, Beca.” Aubrey said tartly before taking a breath and then pausing. Maybe she shouldn’t tell Beca the rest of it; it would only give her more ammunition.

“Surprising. And for that you sacrificed your chain and lock?” When Aubrey remained silent, still considering her options, Beca searched her face. “Oh, that’s not the end of it, is it.” It was a statement, not a question.

“I’m starting to regret how well you know me.” Aubrey picked at the label on her bottle. “You’re not going to believe me if I say it was, are you?”

“Nope,” Beca said cheerfully. “So you might as well tell me now in the safety of my office instead of at lunch. In public.”

Aubrey sighed again. “She said… She told me I’d be cuter if my face wasn’t so pinched, but apparently my nose flares when I’m angry and she kind of liked it.” Aubrey snapped her mouth shut; she hadn’t meant to say that last part. It had no bearing on anything else and now she’d never hear the end of it.

“You know what I got out of that?” Beca said after a moment of silence. “That she thinks you’re cute.”

Aubrey huffed out a breath. “Of course that’s all you heard.”

Beca shrugged. “So, was she cute?”

“I literally saw red, Beca.”

“That… is not an answer, Aubrey. So my assumption here is – yes.” Beca took another drink. “Office or public, Bree.”

“She was taller than me, legs like a giraffe, brunette hair in a braid.” Aubrey said as casually as possible.

“Giraffe, huh?” Beca mused. “What color eyes?”

Aubrey drained the last of her bottle. “No idea, sun was in mine. Are we done? Can we go to lunch now?”

“Sure, Bree.” Beca finished her own beer. “Just as soon as you tell me why you did the thing.”

“I don’t even know,” Aubrey admitted. “I’d blocked it out during the after class stretch and my shower and when I came out I saw her bike in my spot and thought my own had been stolen. Then when I remembered the whole thing – which apparently did wonders for my energy while in class, I might actually hurt tomorrow – I got angry all over again. I had unchained my bike and the stupid thought popped into my head that it’d serve her right if I locked her bike to the rack.” She couldn’t help blushing with her next admission. “So I did.”

“I think that’s the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard you admit and I’m so proud right now.” Beca wiped a fake tear from her eye.

“Shut up.” Aubrey felt her embarrassment begin to fade. “It was dumb, I know it was. But… she just was so…”

“Hot?” Beca offered.

“Infuriating.” Aubrey sneered. “Smug.”

“Hot,” Beca said again, grinning.

“Whatever,” Aubrey rolled her eyes.

“What kind of bike did she have?” Beca asked suddenly.

“What?” Aubrey blinked and frowned. “I don’t know; why do you want to know?”

Beca shrugged. “Professional interest.”

“Well, I don’t remember.” Aubrey said but Beca just stared at her. “Ugh, fine. One of the Canyons. I don’t know which because they all look alike.”

“She’s serious about bikes though, those German bikes can cost a pretty penny depending on what model.” Beca mused then made a sour face. “Probably goes to that German Amazon’s shop.”

Sensing the tables were about to be turned in the teasing department, Aubrey kept her face blank. “What was the name of it again? I can never remember.”

“Das Speed Machine.” Beca said in her most deadpan voice then rolled her eyes. “Stupid name for a shop. I think she did it just so she could shorten it to DSM and slap their name on every product they sell just to jack up the price.”

“That’s right.” Aubrey nodded. “Does that guy still follow her around and do half her talking for her, like she’s too good to do it herself?”

“Yup,” Beca nodded slowly. “I’ve always wondered about their relationship.”

Aubrey shuddered. “I don’t and don’t you dare put that thought in my head.” She half laughed but smothered it quickly “You know what I think?”

Beca looked at her warily. “Do I want to know?

“I think you have a thing for her.”

Beca shot upright in her chair. “What?! I do not!”

“You stutter and flail whenever she’s around.” Aubrey waited for half a heartbeat. “And stand on your tiptoes.”

Beca gaped at her. “That… that means nothing!”

“You also thought her sweat smelled like cinnamon.” Aubrey pointed out. She’d been waiting for the right moment to use that line and the glee she felt at finally being able to was probably sadistic.

Beca’s eyes widened. “How was I supposed to know there was an elephant ear vendor behind us!”

Aubrey crossed her legs primly. “Because your race ended at an outdoor fair and you had just pointed at it and said you wanted to get one.”

Beca’s mouth worked but nothing came out for several long seconds. Finally she slumped in her chair. “Maybe I just need a taller pair of shoes.” She looked up at Aubrey, one eye closed. “But I do not have a thing for her. She’s not my type.”

“Oh?” Aubrey prompted when Beca didn’t continue. “Tall and smells like cinnamon isn’t your type?”

“Ha. Ha. Ha.” Beca shook her head. “No – condescending and rude as hell. One day, though, one day I’m going to beat her and it will be glorious.” She sighed and her eyes went distant.

“And I’ll be there cheering you on,” Aubrey agreed as she stood up. “Lunch?”

“Yup.” Beca stood up and pushed her chair in, grabbing both bottles of beer. Detouring behind the counter to recycle them, Beca called out, “Lilly, you’re in charge. Please try not to scare anyone off again?” Without waiting for an answer, knowing one wouldn’t be heard even if it was forthcoming, Beca led the way out of the building.

When they reached the sidewalk, Aubrey pulled her sunglasses back out. “You know, you’re one to talk.” She put her sunglasses on and turned to Beca. “Why do you still call it One for the Road when all it does is make you sound like you advocate drunk driving?”

“Because my dad thought it was funny. Besides, you vetoed my alternate name idea.” Beca accused as they walked toward the restaurant.

“You can’t name your business The Cycle-Path just because you think it’s a funny play on psychopath. Which you are not.” She paused for dramatic effect. “Probably.”

“Buzzkill.” Beca muttered. “Just for that, you get to buy lunch.”

“It was my turn anyway, so nice try.” Aubrey tilted her head back and let the sun warm her face. It was a nice afternoon, the walk was short and she was about to have a great lunch with her best friend.

She definitely was not thinking of a certain, long legged brunette and what she’d say if they crossed paths again in the future.

#staubrey #mitchsen brotp #aubrey posen #stacie conrad #beca mitchell #cyc writes #switching gears

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(2nd attempt lol) So I went through Newsflash! and Move! with a fine-toothed comb...

This is structured into 4 parts to make it a bit easier to read. The first part is interesting information I 'found' again after reading through everything with watchful eyes again. The second part is a listing of everyone who could've done it, and what reasons they may have. The third part is not necessarily informative, but still interesting stuff I 'found' while reading through it again. And last are questions I had or things which didn't add up for me. This is extremely long (the Word document I have is 6 pages long RIP), so grab a drink and get comfy. Also, this is mostly just based on what is in Newsflash! and Move! itself. Hope you'll enjoy!

Interesting information:

“It’s crucial to the plot that you know” (DK in Newsflash! 5) implies there’s a hidden plot, one we don’t see

“You’re going to make plenty of friends soon enough y/n” (DK in Newsflash! 5) Did DK orchestrate Y/N becoming friends with SVT? Why? Does he want to tear SVT down? But why through Y/N?

Oh, remember that girl who told the schoolboard about Jeonghan and Chaeyoung, angry Jeonghan planned on resigning from SVT for Chaeyoung? The one who essentially was the cause for Jeonghan & SVT ghosting Chaeyoung in the beginning of Newsflash! because she got word to Chaeyoung’s father and he threatened to take away their scholarships? Maybe it has something to do with her… (Newsflash! 10)

Joshua said himself that the others give up easily (Newsflash! 10) as soon as the situation becomes a bit dire

Newsflash! 11 “I know what it feels like to just have someone slip away from you when you could’ve done more” (Y/N texting w/ Mingyu) Who?? Is she talking about?? COULD IT BE A REASON FOR SOMEONE TO BE A BITCH TO Y/N???? Adding to that the next text: “You have the chance to fix things before it’s too late” WHEN WAS Y/N TOO LATE?? FOR WHOM??

The Barista from Newsflash! 13 (I FORGOT HER NAME I’M NOT IN THE LOOP WITH GIRLGROUPS) could’ve heard everything SVT+Chaeyoung talked about when they were locked in that back room… maybe that started something? (Edit: okay in Newsflash! 22 several girls comment on Y/N’s tweet and one has the same profile picture as the Barista… so her name is something along the lines of Hyunie?)

Newsflash! 17 DK texting “He’s not the one for you trust me Y/N” makes DK all the more suspicious. How do you know that? Who are you trying to set us up with?

Newsflash! 21 DK knew before Y/N said anything at all that Y/N was out with Jeonghan and that Jeonghan had kissed her. How did he know?

Newsflash! 23 DK texting “Guess we’ll just have to wait and see” makes me think he didn’t actually plan all this… but the use of the emoji makes him still suspicious. But if he didn’t plan this – why does he know so much?! Is he stalking Y/N? Why? For what reason?

Newsflash! 29 Name of one of Jeonghan’s clients was dropped – Eunha. Was she the one who bitched to the schoolboard? Wonwoo calls her ‘VIP client ;)’, which Jeonghan doesn’t really appreciate (“how about u shut the fuck up :)” Has all the passive aggressive energy in the world)

Newsflash! 31 Okay, so Yuta: ex-bf from Japan; Y/N’s first love (what was Joshua then? Didn’t Y/N leave Korea because Joshua didn’t return her feelings in Senior year Highschool?); cheated on her (did he really?); showed her pictures/nudes to his friends;

Newsflash! 31 Am I… the only one who is kind of suspicious of Wonwoo? Like, why was he there? I don’t believe he was there by chance. And even if he was, why would he help Y/N? What does he gain from this? Yeah, SVT’s motto is ‘respect women and make them feel happy’, but… it still seems suspicious to me.

Newsflash! 33 DK texting “that?? wasn’t??? supposed to happen????” “where did he even COME FROM” confirms a suspicion of mine – it wasn’t an accident that Wonwoo was there. Or maybe it was? Ugh, I don’t know. All I know is that Wonwoo and DK are both suspicious as hell.

Newsflash! 34 HOLD ON A MF SECOND JEON WONWOO HAS A CLIENT WHO IS CALLED SOHYE. A CLINGY CLIENT. SOHYE AND SOHEE AREN’T TOO FAR APART. MAYBE SISTERS…? A SISTER WHO IS MAD THAT HER SISTER WASN’T TREATED ALL THAT NICELY BY WONWOO. THAT’S WHY SHE’S AFTER Y/N – BECAUSE SHE THINKS Y/N AND WONWOO ARE ACTUALLY DATING. IT WOULD MAKE SO MUCH SENSE THO BECAUSE CUPIDHAOS ALSO SAID ‘Sohee is connected to SVT but not in a way you think’ THAT WAY SHE’S CONNECTED TO SVT (HER SISTER IS WONWOO’S CLIENT) AND WE DEFINITELY WOULD’VE NEVER THOUGHT OF THAT. YOOOOO

Newsflash! 37 Jeonghan chewing Y/N out… and showing a possible motive.

Also Y/N is a dumbass for believing you can’t get phones in Thailand. HOW DUMB DO YOU HAVE TO BE??? Honestly. I mean, I get it if they were like, in a really rural part of Thailand, but somehow I doubt that

Move! 3 DK not be cryptic for 1 minute challenge: failed. BOI- “oh y/n this is where the story starts my dear friend” ???? Dear friend sounds so threatening. Like, what did Y/N do to you?

Move! 4 Why does Seungkwan want to keep Y/N away from SVT so desperately? Like, if Y/N can prove to them that the whole thread is a lie, she has 6 more people on her side. That would give her a lot more credibility, to be honest. Does Seungkwan have a reason for keeping Y/N away from SVT?

Move! 4 Chaeyoung is… surprisingly good… and QUICK… at getting Jimin’s and Seokjin’s number… even after they changed it… That’s suspicious. How good is Chaeyoung with tech?

Move! 4 Someone wanted Y/N info. And they were willing to pay for it. (This is before Y/N left, right after Jihoon posted the picture of being on the train to Busan with Y/N. So someone planned all this before Y/N even left.)

Move! 4 Jimin’s and Seokjin’s education and jobs have been threatened. (By whom exactly? Schoolboard? Or just a ‘random’ person? An anonymous person? They don’t know either – anonymous.) They were forbidden from talking to SVT (someone wants to prevent SVT from finding out the truth…) or explaining themselves.

Move! 5 Y/N mentions deleting all the photos she had of Yuta from her phone. But maybe Yuta still had some? Also (that happened to me) if you have a Google account and don’t adjust your setting, pictures taken on your phone will be saved on your Google Drive. As a backup. (I once deadass couldn’t get rid of 3 GB WORTH OF PICTURES BECAUSE OF THIS). Maybe that’s how someone got the pictures? Hacked Y/N’s email?

Move! 5 Soonyoung is very quick to point to Yuta. Then again, Yuta looks very suspicious. So… a ruse, probably.

Move! 5 DK “I trust no one and you shouldnt either” just… why should we trust YOU telling us not to trust anyone? Hm?

Move! 5 Vernon still hanging out with SVT (when did he even become friends with them? Nothing of that was mentioned during Newsflash! ? How did that happen??) is very suspicious. Like, isn’t there a conflict of interest? Or is he just stringing along either side? Making SVT believe he is on their side, or making Y/N believe he is on her side. Also, has Vernon met Sohee?? Or did he only hang out with SVT before the thread was posted? (But if that were the case… Minghao wouldn’t retweet it and Wonwoo wouldn’t say ‘we should do that again’.) Vernon, you’re very suspicious now.

Move! 5 Also interesting to note: Vernon practically pushes Y/N into Wonwoo’s direction. First saying that Mingaho isn’t a fan of Y/N anymore (true, I guess), but then leading her to Wonwoo? Did he know Wonwoo was the weakest link/the one who had doubts? Does he know Wonwoo still has feelings for Y/N, and is trying to push them together? Is Vernon playing something???

Move! 6 “You just disappearing out of nowhere was a bit weird” HOE YOU SAW EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENED??? SEUNGCHEOL, MINGYU, JEONGHAN AND Y/N WERE IN YOUR APARTMENT ON THAT EVENING??? YOU WITNESSED HOW JEONGHAN YELLED AT Y/N WHEN SHE WAS ALREADY A MESS?? AND YOU THINK IT’S WEIRD SHE RAN AWAY AND NEEDED SOME TIME? BOI-

Move! 6 One of Wonwoo’s answers indicated that he didn’t text Seungkwan or Chaeyoung and never asked for clarification, but just believed Sohee. He also never asked Vernon or Chan (again, why Vernon? And why is DK and Hoshi missing here??)

Move! 7 Jihoon mentions Y/N being pulled into things she didn’t do since Sohee appeared – is he talking about the thread saying Y/N manipulated Wonwoo (a whole lie, and SVT KNOWS THAT), or is there something more? Wasn’t there once the talk of rumors? What kind of rumors? More than what is written in the thread??? Ouf…

Move! 7 Mingyu outright says "Wonwoo I thought you liked Sohee…" Makes me suspicious. Did Sohee specifically target Wonwoo? Or is Wonwoo just pretending to be on Y/N's side? Hm...

Move! 8 DK clearly hinting towards Yuta being behind it all… but can we trust DK.

Suspects and why they would do it:

Chaeyoung:

Might still hold a massive grudge against SVT, and doesn’t want Y/N associate with them (Not logical – why would Jihoon and Wonwoo be okay? Why would she keep them around? They’re SVT too, and they ghosted her too, unlike Joshua.)

Might still hold a massive grudge against SVT and wants to get revenge (Once again – why are Jihoon and Wonwoo fine? They are/were SVT too.) (Thread/Rumors mainly hurt Y/N, not SVT.)

Holds a massive grudge against a specific member (don’t know who – maybe Jeonghan? Maybe one of the guys who overran Y/N?) and wants to ruin them. Orchestrated this whole thing and ‘leads’ the ‘investigation’ so it’ll lead to (a) certain member(s), in order to ruin them or keep them away from Y/N.

Got extremely jealous with how popular Y/N became with SVT. SVT is neglecting her once again, and Y/N is neglecting her as well, hanging out with her new friends instead. So, she wants to keep Y/N away from them, and hopes that this break of trust will cause Y/N to not be friends with SVT anymore, even if the situation gets cleared. She can be friends with Y/N again, Y/N will spend a lot of time with her again, and Chaeyoung’s happy again. (Might be psycho, but who knows…? Some people are crazy. And Chaeyoung seems very bossy with Y/N. (Granted Y/N needs it because DEAR LORD but still…))

General Reason for SVT members:

They feel betrayed and used by Y/N. She just left them, without even saying goodbye to them (she only texted Joshua before she left, as far as we know). They feel manipulated by her, and want to get revenge on her.

Or stereotypical ‘If I cannot have her, no one can have her’ or ‘If he cannot have her, no one can have her’. Y/N doesn’t want to be her girlfriend? (Or the girlfriend of one of their friends – JH and SC, for example.) Then you’ll be no one’s girlfriend. And I’ll drag you down.

Seungcheol:

Angry and hurt that Y/N immediately ran away after he got injured (for her, might I add), so he might feel like he was manipulated

Jeonghan:

Angered at how Y/N treated Seungcheol and the rest of SVT, unknowingly strumming everyone along. Literally blamed Y/N for ‘everything going to shit’ into her face. Could be prone to enlisting the help of someone to tear Y/N down.

Joshua:

Extremely frustrated with Y/N. Feels betrayed by her and wants revenge. Finally snapped.

(Feels like he doesn’t know his friend anymore, which is why he believes so easily.)

Jun:

Deeply hurt that Y/N just went away without even saying anything. Wants to get revenge on her. Feels like she didn’t give him a chance, and now wants her to pay for it.

Soonyoung:

Frustrated that Y/N is only spending time with SVT now, wants to bring her back to her old circle of friends

Wonwoo:

Fell in love with Y/N, realized there’s too much competition and decided to get rid of them. (But why would he be hesitant when Y/N contacts him? Wouldn’t he want to be immediately on her side, to get into her good graces? But that could make him suspicious again… Hm…)

Fell in love with Y/N before the others did, before Jeonghan ever saw her in Communications class. Knows the others are competition, and wants to separate Y/N from them, hoping the break of trust will prevent Y/N from getting close to them.

Jihoon:

Knows all of the members. Knows they’re not good for Y/N. Wants to keep them away from Y/N. Hopes the massive break of trust will prevent Y/N from becoming friends with them again, even after the situation is cleared up. ’Leads’ the ‘investigation’ with Chaeyoung to lead it away from himself.

DK:

Homeboy knows too much. He said ‘and this is where the plot begins’ when Jeonghan sat next to Y/N at the beginning of Newsflash!. Always knew what was going on, even if it were unlikely for him to know. Could there be a reason for him orchestrating everything? Did Y/N wrong him at some point?

I feel like we all forget that in the first profile post, it’s stated that Mingyu and DK are close friends. Maybe he got über salty at Y/N not getting together with Mingyu, like he wanted to (?)?

Mingyu:

Feels abandoned by Y/N. Wants her to feel the same abandonment.

Minghao:

In the same class as Y/N – maybe a petty ass reason but she could’ve been too much competition? So he wanted to get rid of her? Essentially make her so disliked she’s forced to leave for her own sake.

Seungkwan:

Frustrated that Y/N spent so much time with her new friends, barely finding time for her old friends.

Vernon:

Maybe wanted to get into SVT, but got rejected. Tries to shake them up (Wonwoo and Jihoon left SVT already) so he maybe gets a chance to join SVT.

Seems to know an awful lot; pointed Y/N into Wonwoo’s direction. If not the culprit, then someone who helped? But why would he betray his friend? Well… has Y/N been a good friend?

Chan:

Same as Vernon possibly.

Mad that Y/N doesn’t hang out with him and the others as much anymore, and wants to bring her away from SVT.

Yuta:

Angry that Y/N won’t take him back, and that she humiliated him in public (she hit him and called him a dick)

First plan (just outright ask Y/N to come back to him) didn’t work. Now, next plan is set in motion.

(Most likely to be a red herring. He’s a bit too obvious.)

Yiren:

Y/N ‘stole’ Jun from her for a moment. He’s back with her now (both of them are Clownsssss), but still – hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. It could be a reason why she would want to harm Y/N, and make her stay away from Jun.

Sohye:

Clingy client of Wonwoo. Is not happy AT ALL that her favorite SVT member is spending so much time with another girl, someone who is not a client. Maybe wants to get rid of Y/N and keep Wonwoo to herself?

Sohee: Popular Theories:

Ex of Yuta who’s angry at Y/N because Yuta dumped her to get Y/N back. Wants to ruin her to get back at her.

Related to Seungcheol/Chaeyoung/Seungkwan/Anyone and either isn’t happy with how Y/N treated her (relative is not a dick in this route) or is the henchman of her relative, who holds a serious grudge against Y/N and wants to see her go down.

Ex-friend of Y/N who is angry that Y/N abandoned and forgot about her. (Maybe she was mentioned in Newsflash! 11?)

My theory:

Sister/Cousin/Very close friend of Sohye (clingy client of Wonwoo). Angered to see her sister/cousin/close friend being ignored by Wonwoo and not have his full attention anymore. Also think Wonwoo might be falling for Y/N, and doesn’t want her sister/cousin/close friend to experience heartbreak.

Chaeyoung’s Father:

Already has a history of being controlling over who interacts with his daughter

(Is he still part of the Schoolboard? And does the School still restrict SVT, or is that no more?)

What does he see: His daughter in distress, talking to SVT again, leaving for an entire summer… all because of who? Y/N.

Knows he can’t separate Chaeyoung from Y/N – childhood friends after all – but he can separate Y/N and Chaeyoung from SVT. Then he can start working on separating them.

‘Bitchy’ Client of Jeonghan (Eunha?):

Could be the one who bitched to the schoolboard when Jeonghan wanted to resign from SVT for Chaeyoung – or not.

Could be jealous of Y/N taking Jeonghan away from her, and wants to keep him away from Y/N

Jaehyun:

That one dude Chaeyoung dated for a hot second (were they really together??), best friends with Yuta (makes him suspicious!)

Could be in on the whole plot, planned to get to Y/N through Chaeyoung, but after that failed, they’re now doing Plan B

Unknown:

In Newsflash! 11 Y/N mentioned she once was too late in mending her relationship with someone. (She let someone slip away, as she said it.) Who was it? And could it be that the person is back, angry at Y/N for letting her slip away and wanting to get revenge?

Funny-informative things:

Seungcheol considered Joshua still a brother, even after Joshua left SVT and basically told them to get lost. So it’s extra ironic that he told Jihoon to leave because of a girl he just met ~2 months ago (Newsflash! 4)

You know, it’s really ironic – in Newsflash! 10 Joshua cites the fact that SVT just left Chaeyoung behind as his reason as to why he doesn’t tell Chaeyoung the truth. It’s very obvious he’s angry about them just leaving her. But look at what he’s doing now, leaving his friend of YEARS for… well, poor reasons. At least poorer reasons than SVT had to avoid Chaeyoung. Their education was at stake, while for him… what is at stake?

I like Jun calling Mingaho out on his bullshit in Newsflash! 22. First telling Jun that Y/N doesn’t like him that way and that he should go on a date with Yiren but then later on turn around and tell him ‘omg it was obvious she had feelings for you why did you play with her!!!’ Hao you just sank.

Newsflash! 26 Joshua’s whole tirade about “You should come to me when you need something, I should walk you home at night, it should be me, not Jun or Mingyu or Jeonghan” just rubs me in the wrong way. Like, dude – you weren’t there for her, but others were. So Y/N learned ‘oh, ok, can’t go to Joshua, I’ll go to someone else’. You can’t blame her for that. She went and found a different support system because you weren’t there for her. Stop being so controlling and demanding – even if you’re her friend since childhood, she doesn’t owe you shit. She doesn’t have to rely just on you, and doesn’t owe you a relationship. (Gosh, sorry went off on a tangent.)

Newsflash! 28 Jeonghan saying he’ll wait for Y/N until she’s ready (a whOLE LIE)

Newsflash! 36 Y/N doing the right thing and PUNCHING YUTA LIKE HE DESERVES GOODBYE HOE

THE MF IRONY OF JUN TEXTING “you don’t have any rights rn ur a dick” TO JEONGHAN IN Newsflash! 38 I’M DIEING XD HONEY, YOU ARE DICK YOURSELF. AND YOU’LL CONTINUE TO BE A DICK. GOSH YOU’RE MY BIAS WRECKER BUT HONESTLY SCREW Newsflash!/Move!Jun (Can we please get a moment where Jeonghan is convinced of Y/N's innocence but Jun doesn't believe her stubbornly, making Y/N cry, and then later when he sees he was wrong and tries to apologize Jeonghan pulls a "you don't have any right rn ur a dick" PLEASE???)

Also thank you Lee Jihoon for telling the guys they need to freaking CHILL. “throwing yourselves at her like DOGS” is exactly the phrase I would’ve used. 10/10 (Newsflash! 38)

Newsflash! 40 Joshua being a whole clown and texting “ill wait an eternity for you even if I get heartbroken in the end” like yeah, look at where you are now

Okay so to get this right: Y/N, Chaeyoung and Seungkwan have left for 1 week; Y/N drops her phone into a river in Thailand; that same week the thread was posted (but not on the exact same day?); very soon after that Sohee shows up and lies. That's… quick. How did no one of SVT think "wait, how come she showed up so soon after the thread was posted??" They really have -5 braincells, huh.

Questions I have/Things which don't add up for me:

Why was Chae’s Dad okay with Joshua still being friends with Chaeyoung? Is it because they didn’t have a thing for each other? Also, Chaeyoung's father still could've threatened Joshua. Either by threatening to take away his scholarship (if he has one) or by threatening to kick him out of university. Why was Joshua fine?

Why was it only Joshua who held to Chaeyoung when shit went down back then? I can understand Jeonghan, since his education was threatened, and Seungcheol, since he seems to be close with Jeonghan. But all the others? Did none of them, of all 12 (10) of them, care enough for Chaeyoung to say ‘I am resigning from SVT, I want to keep being friends with you’? My point is: it seems that SVT has a history of dropping people quite easily. Especially girls. Which is ironic, since SVT’s motto/theme is about respecting women and making them feel happy.

Then again - for how long have Joshua and Chaeyoung been friends? For how long have Chaeyoung and Y/N been friends? We know Joshua and Y/N are childhood friends (as far as I remember), but since Joshua said he met Chaeyoung during his time in SVT and only got close to her at that point, I don't think Y/N and Chaeyoung were childhood friends. But we also know Chaeyoung and Y/N were friends in Highschool, or else Chaeyoung wouldn't know about the reason why Y/N left for Japan. So... was Joshua just not aware of Chaeyoung, the best friend of his childhood friend? (How would that work??)

How did Y/N not know of SVT at the beginning of Newsflash! ? Like, she has to ask Chaeyoung who they are, even though Y/N has already been there for 2 Quarters. I get being a reclusive, I am too, but even I know about the very popular stuff going on around me. And SVT has to be popular. A host club/frat like theirs, not popular? They wouldn't bring in money if they weren't. And they do, as far as we know. So... is Y/N so unaware of her surroundings?

What also confuses me – we know Chaeyoung and Y/N have history. We know Y/N and Joshua have history. But Seungkwan and Y/N? We don’t know about them. We’re told he’s close friends with Y/N (Mingyu asking Seungkwan for help for getting Y/N and Seungcheol together, Seungkwan being the one to travel along Chaeyoung and Y/N), but we don’t see it. We see as much of their friendship – even less – than of Y/N’s friendship with Vernon, Dino, Hoshi and DK. I’m just- what’s their history? Why was he the one to travel alongside Chaeyoung and Y/N? Yeah, Chaeyoung said it’s because he’s not trying to get into Y/N’s pants, but… neither is Vernon or Dino. Or Seokmin. Hoshi is on shaky grounds, but I don’t think he wants to either. So, why Seungkwan?

Did DK and Y/N ever actually meet? Either during Newsflash! or Move! ? Because we know Y/N spent time with Vernon, Chan, Seungkwan, Soonyoung, Joshua and Chaeyoung on different occasions, but never was there any talk of DK. Speaking of which - how did DK and Y/N become friends? Was DK just an 'add-on' when Y/N started tutoring Chan and became friends with him? Does that really make them friends?

And... that's all I have. Sorry if I lost some things when I re-submitted them! And let's hope it'll work now!!

I really love what you do. Keep up the amazing work!!! 💕💕

#theories #submission #natiannera #this is so cool to read omg #its a lot but worth it!!#move!

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missjanjie · 6 years ago

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Branjie Fic - Hold Me Closer, Tiny Dancer (2/?)

Title: Hold Me Closer, Tiny Dancer Summary: Brooke Lynn is a graduate student anxiously embracing her new position as her favorite dance professors’ new TA. Vanessa is a sophomore dance major who just might make her way into being more than the teacher(assistant)’s pet. (lesbian/university AU) Word Count: ~2.4k (this chapter)/~5k (total) Relationship: Branjie (Vanessa ‘Vanjie’ Mateo/Brooke Lynn Hytes) Rating: T Note(s): rating is subject to change, this is based on the story so far

Read on AO3 | Ch. 1

While it is called the ‘fall semester’, classes always start during the summer, often at the end of August. This gave way for heatwaves hitting in the middle of the week, especially in densely-packed places like New York City. No one talks about this time of year in the city that never sleeps – it is devoid of the awe and whimsy that so often surrounded it in media. Artists don’t wax poetic about days like this, where the air is thick and hazy and smells of sweat and melting garbage. Where, despite it being the lunch rush, the streets were scare, and everyone is hiding in the comfort of air conditioning or high-powered fans.

Cut to the graduate student residence hall – more specifically, Brooke’s apartment. There, she and Nina sat on the floor in sports bras and shorts, drinking glass after glass of ice water and being eternally grateful that the a/c had been fixed just before the start of the semester. Nina looked on as Brooke stared catatonically at the ceiling and nudged her leg with her foot to get her attention. “I don’t think I’ve ever had to say this to anyone but myself, but I think you’re being overdramatic,” she told her.

“I’m not!” Brooke sighed in exasperation. “It’s only day two of the school year and I’ve already kissed a student. I couldn’t manage a full twenty-four hours on campus without jeopardizing everything,” she groaned, now laying on the floor. “It wasn’t even a cute cheek kiss, I almost slipped her tongue, Nina!”

Nina didn’t mean to laugh, trying to cover her mouth when she snorted. “What exactly do you think is going to happen? That she’s gonna tell Katya? That Katya’s gonna fire you?” she didn’t let her answer before she continued, “I don’t think you’re actually afraid of getting in trouble. I think you’re afraid of catching feelings for this girl.”

“Thanks for the insight, Dr. Phil,” Brooke huffed and pushed herself back into a sitting position. “Look, just because she’s beautiful, funny, and kissing her made me feel like glitter was exploding inside of me, doesn’t mean I’m about to fall for her.”

Nina stared at her blankly, hardly able to believe the level of denial she was stuck in. “Do you hear yourself? Because you sound ridiculous.” She swung her legs over to the side so she could shift and look at her. “You know it isn’t the end of the world to have a crush on someone, right? It’s a thing that happens to most of us humans every now and then.”

Brooke groaned and buried her head in her hands. “But why did it have to hit me now?” she couldn’t help but wonder, if it was in another time and place, would she be this stressed over the encounter? She supposed it was possible that she would try to find another excuse, or maybe she’d be in Vanessa’s bed instead.

“Because sometimes life is an asshole that takes its joy in screwing with you, and you just have to tough it out. That’s how I got into comedy,” doing improv and stand-up had become Nina’s way of coping, and Brooke’s way of coping was…not.

And she couldn’t counter her point either, leaving her pouting and looking at the floor. “So, what am I supposed to do in class tomorrow?”

Nina shrugged. “Just try not to make a big deal of things, it’ll just be business as usual. I’m sure she’s just as nervous and confused as you are.”

“She wants me,” Vanessa said to her friends. They were all sat in the dining hall during lunch, the group having just listened with interest as she recounted the events of the day before.

“You sound real confident about someone that deadass ran away from you,” A’keria retorted, pointing her fork at her as she spoke.

Vanessa shook her head, swallowing the food in her mouth before speaking. “Nah it wasn’t a ‘running away’ moment. She just got cold feet, I ain’t taking it personally,” she sat upright with a smug grin, proving a sincerity in her belief.

“So, what are you gonna do next? Like in class?” she furrowed her brows.

That was when she realized she hadn’t actually planned ahead, which was never her strength in the first place. While it was often a hindrance academically, she usually enjoyed the spontaneity that came with potential budding romances. But with Brooke? She might have to take another approach. “Gotta play the long game, babe.”

“The long game?” Blair chimed in. While she had a girlfriend, she was endlessly interested in her and A’keria’s dating lives – especially comparing and contrasting the two. They were both extroverts that thrived at a good party or club and were openly flirtatious with whoever caught their eye. The difference, perhaps, was the number of girls that caught their respective eyes – A’keria didn’t like leaving any outing empty-handed, while Vanessa had the tendency to pick and choose, even when drunk beyond belief.

Vanessa clicked her tongue and smirked. “She ain’t just gonna get with me overnight – you gotta finesse that shit when you’re aiming for, you know, a lady of Brooke Lynn’s caliber.”

“As opposed to us hoes?” A’keria arched her brow.

“Exactly, bitch!” Vanessa laughed.

“I think it’s sweet,” Blair hummed. “You’re changing your major to Brooke!” she said to a pair of blank stares. “Fun Home? Seriously? God, I waste my best musical theatre material on you guys,” she huffed.

Even though Vanessa didn’t understand the joke, she understood what Blair was getting at. Out of curiosity, she looked up the song she’d referenced, listening to it on her walk to class. “Oh, I get it now. That was clever,” she said to herself before she sat down in the lecture hall.

The class was about half full when she arrived, students filing in for the next five minutes or so. At one point, a girl took the seat next to her. She sat poised and upright – Vanessa wondered if she was a dancer too. “Nice bling you got there,” she told her, gesturing to the large earrings that stood out against her shaved head.

“Thanks,” she replied, casually looking her over. “I’m Yvie.”

“Vanjie.”

She quirked her brow. “Is that your given name?”

“No, it’s Vanessa. But that’s what I go by,” she replied, rifling through her bag and humming quietly to herself as she took what she needed out.

Yvie nodded in understanding, looking forward and scribbling aimlessly along the margins of her notebook paper. “So, what’s your major?”

“Brooke.”

“What?”

Vanessa’s eyes widened and she shrunk down, momentarily considering walking right out of the class and calling it a day. “Dance! I-I meant to say dance,” she sputtered out. Oh, she was going to get Blair later. It was her damn fault bringing up that musical.

“I’m not even gonna ask, girl,” Yvie shook her head. It was more out of sympathy, seeing how embarrassed she was, than an actual lack of interest. Frankly, she was much more tempted to press for more information, but then the professor called attention to the front of the class, and the various conversations died down, much to Vanessa’s relief.

Wednesday morning, on its own, seemed to promise a better day. The heatwave had passed, and the city was bustling with its usual energy. Even in the dance studio, Katya was the first one to arrive, which gave Brooke – who came in next – one less thing to worry about. She decided not to tell her about the kiss, lest she be subjected to an ‘I told you so’, making her hope all the more that the class would go by without incident.

Brooke scanned the room as each student entered, trying to make it seem like she was paying every one of them the same amount of attention. But then Vanessa walked in and suddenly no one else existed. This time she had on shorts and a tank top, and her hair was tied into a neat bun, and Brooke was able to study her for a good couple moments before their eyes met.

“Morning, Brooke,” Vanessa still seemed happy to see her, but her tone was calmer, more controlled. It was the same tone she had when she comforted her in Starbucks, and it brought on the same sense of ease it had then.

It baffled her, when she thought about it. Brooke’s emotions were so easily swayed – Vanessa could get her riled up and calmed down within the same conversation. That sort of thing might bother others, but it had something of an addictive quality to it. She wanted to get to know her more, to get another hit of her energy. “Good to see you, Vanjie,” she replied. And she meant it, truly.

After Brooke took attendance, Katya stood at the front of the class to begin the lecture. “Today we’re going to work on having to work with a partner. I know you guys touched on some dances last year, so we’re going to build off of that. I’m just going to go down the line and pair everyone up,” she paired up everyone as she walked across the studio, until she got down to the last three girls. “Looks like we’ve got an odd number today.”

One girl shrugged. “It’s fine, we can work in a gr—”

“No, no that just work,” she looked at the three girls, making it seem like she was really thinking about it. “You two pair up. Vanjie, you can work with Brooke,” she announced, actively refusing to acknowledge the way Brooke was staring her down.

The devil works hard, but Katya works harder, Brooke thought as she got up and went to sit by her new dance partner. She tuned out while Katya explained what dance steps they’d be doing – she had gone through all of this before and knew it by heart – especially considering how many times she had gone over the lesson plans. Instead, she took that time to remind herself to stay calm, that the only reaction she should have is no reaction at all.

“You ever tango before?” Brooke asked as she, Vanessa, and everyone else got to their feet.

“You heard her, we did this last year,” Vanessa shrugged as a simple tango tune filled the room from the speaker Katya hooked up to her laptop.

And each set of partners assumed the starting position – one hand on the other’s shoulder and the others clasped together out to the side. Some students were counting the steps out loud, while others were doing turns and back cortes.

Unsurprisingly, Vanessa was on the more advanced end of the spectrum, demonstrated both by her skill and her desire to take control. “Why can’t you let me lead?” she huffed.

“Grow six inches and we’ll talk,” Brooke retorted, dipping her in time with the music, earning her a scowl from the shorter girl, but she only found it as cute as her smile. Almost as if to further flaunt her size advantage, she moved her arm around Vanessa’s waist, lifting her up for a twirl.

But Vanessa was quick on her feet. She landed and wrapped a leg around her waist, and Brooke put a hand on her thigh and pulled her close. Another dip, and back up. As the music died down, they came to a stop, breathing heavily, close enough for their breath to hit each other’s faces.

“Now that’s a tango, ladies!” Katya had apparently been going from pair to pair, coaching and critiquing, not that this pair would’ve noticed. “I call it The Tango: Branjie!” she said with jazz hands for flourish. “Get it? Because, you know, you—and she—" she looked around at the stone-faced class. “Damn, tough crowd. Class dismissed,” she shrugged and walked to turn off her laptop.

“For the record,” Brooke said as she set Vanessa down and took a few cautious steps back, “as the student, I think you should get the credit. It’s called The Tango: Vanjie now,” she turned to gather her things, but Vanessa didn’t budge.

“I like the ring that has to it, but I ain’t leaving til we talk about that kiss,” she stood firmly, hands on her hips and head held high, only to cock a bit to the side as her pursed lips twitched to a smirk. “Or til I get another one.”

So that was how it was going to be. Brooke was impressed by Vanessa’s boldness, and perhaps a bit aroused. She gently placed her fingers under her chin, tilting her head up and pressing a kiss to her lips. “Goodbye, Vanjie,” she whispered sweetly, tapping her cheek lightly before sending her on her way. It was when she stood back up and turned to pick her bag up that she let out a frustrated groan. “Fuck, you’re still here.”

Katya was bouncing on the balls of her feet with a cheshire grin. “This is the best moment of my fucking career, bitch,” she ran over to Brooke and grabbed her hands, jumping up and down. “You guys are gonna have such crazy sex!”

Brooke’s eyes widened and she clapped her hand over Katya’s mouth. “Not if you keep running your fucking mouth!” she hissed in a stage whisper. She waited a beat, then let her hand drop to the side. “I swear, if you breathe a word—”

“Would you turn the paranoia down for like, five minutes to realize no one’s out to get you for whatever happens between you and Vanjie?” Katya gripped on to Brooke’s shoulders. “I think you need to go home, have a drink and a smoke, and go rub one out. You’ve got plenty of new material, now,” she bumped her elbow into her side.

Brooke exhaled and shook her head. “I’m gonna kill you,” she muttered before stepping out of the studio. She had only taken a couple steps towards the exit when she paused and turned around. Of course.

“So,” Vanessa pushed herself off the wall and took a half-step towards Brooke. “You off to follow Professor Katya’s advice?” she asked with the same type of grin the aforementioned woman had.

“No,” Brooke scoffed and tossed her hair off her shoulder. She waited until she saw something of a disappointed look on her face before adding “I’ve been trying to quit smoking,” she bit her lip and winked before turning on her heel and walking out of the building.

Vanessa was left stunned, but well-affected, nonetheless. “Just keep playing the long game, Vanjie. She’ll come around.”

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xz017 · 6 years ago

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oof. okay so imma do the latest tea???

got out of shower to hear my mum talkin to Agnes spillin the tea abt their friend/coworker

the one with that Kid my mum wanted to have a playdate with or whatever the annoyingly studious and clearskinned halfasian lookin girl i really envied.

her mum has a live in boyfriend who is basically like...an alcoholic mental case rip god i hate alcohol and i hate people who drink it like i only do it so i hate myself more and die but like this guy basically playin with knives n guns in the house and the kid who is like 19 idk why im callin her kid is so Over it like apparently she hasn’t been coming home and like

basically me in 2016 era when my mum was too generous n Helpful lettin ppl back into our lives and our House so i spent christmas morning 5am walkin in the cold n watchin 3 films until it got dark and stuff like that

girl be actin homeless---mood

so it came to a head today so Agnes is spillin the tea n her husband in the bg(omg it weird hearin him rip he was my military hs instructor wild) n my mUM is so selfrighteous n mad like

‘blablahblah well rosalie is being dumb she should put her daughter first she being sick in the head it her Choice’

n im like eavesdroppin havin warflashbacks of the dumb hypocrisy she has DOne lmao

‘has she no thought like what if Tyler gets raped/sexually abused by that man she’d let her daughter be in that environment???’

i mean it wouldnt be fair of me to be like...eyemoji on this cos she technically doesn’t know? but 19 may 2018 never4get lmao

anyway so my mum’s like our room is for rent and it’ll be far cheaper they dont even have to pay rn!!!

cue me being like...um...Money...generosity...i dont...LIke

i was conflicted here like idk i met the girl like 3-5 times im envious of her work ethic n her better asian disposition than mine cos she obviously prettier but she has better prospects and that’d suck if her life be like that

but also??? like...life be like that it was like that to me like who saved me?????????????????????

um...no one

like why is that on me or US TO BE NICE n helpful im so tired like damn which is relevant to the next point anyway

cos earlier had a convo with my mum i was eyemojing healthcare profs i was like ‘pls stop bein on ye phone pls tell me info on ye opinion on respiratory therapists...what abt PA’

n deadass she be eyemojing me like STICK TO YOUR COURSE

n i was like...-ugly pleadin emoji eyes- n i was tryin to explain that i didn’t want to be so focused on one thing that if i decide this medical thing is what i want to pursue i’d need 1-2 years just for the PREREQS which is like 5 classes and 1000 clinical hours or minimum 6 month healthcare paid job. like if i decide i want to go to school for that i already have the Stuff and just Apply.

n she was like...you had your chance i bothered you to be a nurse a few years ago you were stubborn if you did as i said you’d be earning good money now but you wasted time

n i was like...oof i can’t say anything to that it’s tru. it real life tea it fax i wasted time n im old n im ruunnin out of time i hate myself alot i hate hate hate

and idk we got to talkin abt money n life cos she was like you have to find something you can learn to LOve

n i was like??? WHY I GOTTA SETTLE N FOOL MYSELF TO DO SO im super annoyed abt that mindset

cos the thing about a bloody Arts degree is there’s too fuckin many broad possibilities n they all aint even that good. like deadass if i was a STEM major ugh like if i was a Bio major prospects are so clear: forensics, research, premed,labtech. Meanwhile polsci for example: uhhh teacher? prelaw? politician? uhhh government work? n there’s like 111 different subdivisions of that n it’s like??? wat the fuck

deadass what am i gonna do with international security is that even gonna pay well like...the fuck do i know is it relevant ??? Doubts

n she was all like...PEOPLE JUST GOTTA DO WHAT THEY HAVE TO TO SURVIVE YOU GOTTA FIND YOURS N STICK WITH IT

n i was lowkey panique n frustrated cos i really REALLY hate being stuck in 1 ting n im like i HAD ACTING YOU SAID NO

n she was like pFF i wanted you to have something REAL cos if you dont make it in acting you’d be on the STREETS

n i was like...lmao lil did she know imma be on the streets next year smh this year actually

n she was like talkin abt the harsh reality of the workforce and how you gotta make do at how ppl treat you (patients) n how you might not even like your coworkers but you gotta deal with it because that’s what ppl do to survive

n she was talkin abt undeserving patients with no healthcare n i was like did you just hear yourself so you want them to die cos they dont got money and she was like

no??? why get hooked up in the ICU when you’re braindead wasting government money taxes we payed for you don’t understand cos you dont have a job and dont get your salary cut cos of taxes and these people come in acting like they got something to give when they yell at your face acting like they know what they’re talking about they act entitled when they have nothing homeless ppl getting money and illegal immigrants are selfish bringing their kids to be hurt here

n im like...theyre life is ...shitty what are you talkin about n she was like so? why dont they stay and make it better??? one of my very first patients asked me why i was in america and i said i come from a poor country and they said why didn’t you stay and try to make it better? and i couldn’t say anything cos u know what they were right why dont illegal immigrants do that??? n im like...

cos theyre literally...RUNNIN and they want ppl they care abt i.e. children to be far away from that as soon as possible bruh ye think imma wait for change deadass there a reason why we suffer duterte he actually get shit done??? we dont have to wait for change the same way ppl who speak nice n are polite do but is stuck with bureaucracy and lowkey bein corrupt deadass stay in ye lane

n she’s like well i hope you’re right im done bein an idealist im a realist now i believed in good i wanted to help the world now no more

n im like...no you’re not a realist, you’ve just been hangin out with a republican

and she gave me a sideeye

but deadass im ...scared like i really hate the empathy because when she was being serious n talkin n being honest abt things for once i started to unwillingly see things from her point of view i really felt it n i was scared i’ll be like that im scared she’s right

im scared i’ll end up Real n selfish like...i already am ? n bitter? like i care about so very few Personally and am willin to let others suffer to keep it safe n prioritised?

im scared.

like especially with racism all these years my mum’s been telling me it’s not that im racist just wait til you work with them they act so entitles and loud and make everything about race

n i almost told Her abt it earlier i skyped w her earlier we had a tea spillin moment about our ethnic relations bein racist but then idk we talked alot i guess the text got buried or unseen

like i said i was scared n didn’t get to unpack it like im scared because ive been livin with my roomate and like...ive been excusing it as a personality thing and that if it were anyone else different skin colour id still hate them just the same which i still maintain is true but like?

my RM is loud n she makes everything abt race like deadass me n my FM be just eating dinner and she passes by us and goes on a rant about harvard asians being a Blok to black ppl from getting There n im like...im tryna have dinner so i can get energy to deal with this stressful ass school

n she always talks like she knows what she’s talking about like ‘jewish ppl control the federal bank’ n im like...it 1am in the dark quiet of our shared room deadass i dont wanna tell the binch thats antisemitism cos she gonna be like im black how can i be racist smh

im!!! scared alright like i hate my roomate for proving my mum right when i try so hard to set things right like maybe that’s why i dont tell anyone about my situation other than Her. i never told my parents about the berkeley livin situation they already warn me enough to be careful n i just keep tellin them thats racist

i have so much........THOUGHTS n........DILEMMAS...n FEARS but like i just have this blog i cant trust anyone else to talk abt it n the only person i am willing to talk to abt it will be busy and im so ashamed abt these things but she was so sweet about givin me the heads up about her schedule

like i hated that i had to get an ugly ass haircut today cos she came back to me n we couldve talked so i guess rip she was complacent n did stuff cos she replied late from then on like that dumbass haircut was 15 minutes ugh. our talkin pattern today was like...dashed lines timereply wise? i asked her if she packed earlier (pre haircut)n she said yes but rip a few hours later she was like...I need to pack

wat is the truth rip

the tablet bein emo like...mood but my child rip.

my love be packin n spendin time with fam before leavin for london tomorrow

n even after that she doin...Stuff. rip.

which is ye know good for her rip.

i just hope she dont go iceskatin deadass one slip n she can crack her head open or break her neck or paralyse her spine like...??? why do humans wanna do dumb activities

like omg she admitted to me today she a serial jaywalker and WORSE with music n headphones like

binch thats why i didnt wanna enable you further by gettin ye airpods deadass bye

n she was like??? tryna equate it with my risky risk like ummm

mine is for science n validity

hers is just carelessness n chosin lazy convenience over idk...the responsibility of self vigilance like...

bruh ppl shouldnt promise someone 91 years if they be continuin to do dumb stuff consciously oof rip

but other than that like...im...really proud of this resolution she be undertakin officially on the 14th?

im nervous abt it cos i really want it for her too. i want her to get the proper sleep n i always hated her givin excuses like ‘IM FINE ON 4 HOURS OF SLEEP’ ‘I NAPPED 3 HOURS 38293820 HOURS AGO IM FINE I MADE UP FOR IT’ um...blokt. get proper sleep binch i love you tf???

prioritise work cos ye gonna regret not givin it yer all??? n ye payin for this???

what fun??? we capitalists now we want that money rip.

i see that shift you know rip i saw it comin a year ago.

that dont mean we republicans rip we still care about others n the inequality? but like i foresaw us getting acquainted with the harsh reality of the world n how difficult it is to get a job--which she experienced along the way.

n rip she wants many things bookmarkin them n honestly same rip

i want a stable warm home for this family n a shiny diamond to get disassociated by extra im a simple man

meanin im selfish n im ready to prioritise meanin im ready to make the choice for others to fall apart/behind if it means puttin This first rip

god pls dont make me a republican this so ugly

# 1 she’d hate me #2 i’d hate me

now im sad

im dead.

omg rip earlier too as she said goodbye i told her i loved her and she was like ‘i love you more’

DEADASS I WAS LIKE LMAO!!! girL i dont think you understand im literally Ready to put you and our possible future First like...im not messin around what skitrips with rich ppl what friends my love is potent n extreme n COncentrated like im sorry ik you feel love for me but you cant top This rip she not ready

like the um ‘partially wanna make my life’s work abt knowin what might hurt n kill ye so i can kill it first or blok it well’ kinda love

the ‘im already savin for at least HALF a first month deposit in an overpriced london in case you wanna settle down wit me Mayhaps n im not touching it for ANYTHING’ kinda love

the ‘im thinking of a winter home in the tropics so you suffer less n im plannin the floorplans already rip just in case’ kinda extraness

but anyways the gall of this cute lovely human rip ‘i love you more’ ummm try Again smh

bruh i love her too much i bet that’s scary for her rip it might be a Burden tbh she so young rip

meanwhile im old n ready to rot but like...

i wanna be mortal wit ye before i do

but ye know wat lads i saw myself in the mirror today like 5 times OOF. this meatform...keepin me...Humble.

bitter but like...humble

‘like of course sHe not ready not only is my personality like dis but also...my outward form how could she introduce me as a Spouse’

‘wow i look like that oof it good i remembered i am undeservin of full intense love like in the films n fanfiction they always between attractive ppl after all it only 1/2 it not Equal’

‘wow bruh ye really upset she spendin time n resources elsewhere when you be lookin like That? ye dont have much to offer bro take the L’

oof so that’s the personal tea i can think of?

had a meghan marke talk rip i can’t believe i was right??? i had twin vibes!!! but i was hoping for like a variety situation rip im worried a lil abt the whole birthin Late ting but she can afford the highest care rip it fine she rich.

my love was talkin abt how pretty MM was n i was like rip is she triggerin Her a lil rip worrirooni

rip speakin of babies like she was showin me this smol gummybear n im like same das me heart n she was like :( n i was like it only fits you

n she was like so no children then:(

n i was like!!! rip if it Ours of course that Counts n i was a lil shook like rip she said she didn’t want them Really so i always get guilty when i talk abt the future or realise i mentioned kids or carelessly name drop Hyaline n Benzion like...im dead rn just typin that like what if she read this big shame bro

but ye know what this is already long n she gonna be busy maybe that’s the key. TOo Much puts ppl OFF so ye mayhaps we sneaky ! ?

anyway i was tryin to get her thoughts on it rip but like she was all iDK ASK ME IN 13 Yrs n i was like...

sighemoji + sandemoji + resignedemoji

rip we talked FAaC a lil. cos she Dared!!! to liken me to her brother just cos i showed her my cheap youth boy shoes smh

At first i was super offended n disgusted but then i was like rip eyemoji if ye into that

then she was like ew nO

then i was like um ye already play the ‘daddy u like me young huh’ card

which is like idk is like technically? joking but it’s like that post ye know abt ppl bein ‘whether or not im actually jokin or flirtin depends if you into it’ but also like schrodingers racism like ‘it was a joke bro!!!’ but they actually bigots.

so it DIFFICULT for my brain to Confirm rip like...eyemoji what is the truth

but like??? im rip. willin. rip. to. rip. Try. rip.?

really i am rip. it Her. bruh. im only hopin she dont have a golden shower kink but. trust i...Will follow thru.

nO IM REMEMBERIN THE DOO DOO POST DESPAIR

rip anyway that whole thing reminded me of FAaC origins which was porn n then somehow sHe was like imagine if egggsy was a singer he’d sing like ‘age is just a number’ shit n i SPILLED THE TEA ABOUT A TING IN PT 3 im so weak sand

i miss the gays

i wanna give them justice n happiness but the 2027 excuse is rl nice for my ugly procrastination issues oof but i wish them well

add: rip had another talk with my mum i really wanted her to understand my thought process about wanting to get the prereqs for medtraining done beforehand

n she was like...I UNderstand but Normal people--

n i was like ‘IM NOT NORMAL I DONT KNOW HOW TO CHOOSE I HAVE NO IDENTITY’

n she’s just like SHOOKE n mad n clearly dont understand that im fukt up in the head ‘...IC AN’T BELIEVE YOU!!! iF YOU’RE ABNORMAL YOU WONT GET HIRED N YOU WONT HAVE A NICE JOB’

n im like...well i mean what can i say to that it’s not like it’s not tru rip

Big sand honestly.

it gonna be a long few days imma do my best to leave her alone she needs her time rip i love her so much rip sand

i feel like a dumb ugly dog god fljækadfkøad h8

#personal tea #read more only #entry

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wilhelmfink · 3 years ago

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09.23.21. - 12:05am

Hello. What should I write about tonight?

I think I’ll just write down all the little tidbits that have been floating around my head.

I hate how painful this apartment is. Every time I turn a corner I’m reminded of how omnipresent you were here, always excited to see me - and then of how quickly you left. So quickly I didn’t even realize that we’d never spend another night here together. If you had asked me a week ago, I’d say I wanted one more. But now I’m just disgusted by you.

I’m thinking about how you’re doing everything I did to Sam, when there was someone else (you) that I was too afraid to acknowledge - to him and to myself. Saying “I went out with coworkers”, naming two, and then trailing off, because you know I know she was there, but her name is a sore subject now. Thinking about how you turned your location off five minutes after you left the conversation where I caught you. When I asked you, if I didn’t already know, would you have told me? And you said “No, absolutely not” because you still don’t see how going to another woman’s house the night you apparently broke up with me was wrong. The way you dance around telling me about your plans, and how you’re always sleeping over at the J’s apartment now, but still somehow being dodgy about those details, which makes me wonder if you were a neighborhood over at hers. And then of course, I went snooping on instagram when all the feeds on every app stopped refreshing, which is always a recipe for disaster. And yeah, I ended up hurting myself, fucking duh. I don’t know where these girls in your comments came from but they’re there, and they know her, and maybe they’re the ones you’re hiding? Who knows. Nothing is wrong with you right now. You’re going out and living the life I always wanted you to. New job, new apartment, leaving everything behind. And you’re attractive so I can’t imagine how much attention you’ve been getting lately. Good for you!

Oh, well there’s something. I can admit now that it wasn’t me, it was you - I haven’t been attracted to you for months. When I met you, you were so driven, full of optimism and you couldn’t wait to help people and make your dreams come true. I was so enamored by you and your motivation and charisma, I couldn’t keep my hands off of you. Every time I saw you, I wanted to devour you. At some point, that switch flicked off. You stopped helping yourself. You sank back into drugs and started suppressing the personality I fell in love with. The only thing that brought you joy, working on your body, took away the joy of eating food, and it became about numbers and drinking your meals, which is depressing for a foodie to watch. You stopped therapy, stopped taking my advice, and sank into a stagnant hole while I and everyone else moved ahead. I can understand the mental block because I’ve struggled too - but I’ve always clawed my way out. I tried to lend a hand but you never took it. So I got the ick. Your confidence, and everything that made you attractive to me, was gone. Yeah it sounds harsh, but that’s the explanation I could never give you, because I couldn’t even admit it to myself.

When you told me that you weren’t the man I fell in love with anymore - That you lost yourself in the six years of relationships you were in, and needed to be alone to figure out who you were again - I had no idea what was going to happen next. A break maybe? A couple night apart, and then we’d reunite and work on it together? Surely, after all he had promised me, this wasn’t the end?

But it was. After two conversations and no further attempts, he was out the door with no notice that he wouldn’t be back. Which is an absolutely batshit thing to do after a four year relationship. Since those conversations everything has been astoundingly normal, and outwardly manic on his end. Every time I’ve seen him it’s like he’s just done a line of cocaine. Full of energy and like nothing is wrong. It’s clear he’s suppressing every emotion about me right now and just living it up right now with god knows who. It’s just fucking crazy because I don’t know who the fuck this person is anymore. The person who swore he would marry me.

I really am just so violently sad over the loss of you. Some nights I can watch TV and go to sleep quickly. Others I feel like my body is slowly filling up with water, getting heavier and heavier until it reaches my eyes and brims before I either blink it back in or let it out.

The next few weeks are going to be extremely difficult. I don’t know anything about you anymore except that you can’t have a conversation with me that isn’t irrationally hyper and distracted, and that we have to move out of this apartment, all five of us.

I don’t know what will happen when we close these doors and never set foot in here again. It’s terrifying, and it’s a week away.

Now I’m crying.

Of everyone, you would be the one to never read this shit. But I have to write It, and make some crazy art blog with all of the important bits jammed together, and a huge cinematic playlist to try and capture the feeling of these four years because that’s what helps me. I’ll put so many hours into it, and you’ll never know. You’ll never think about the work that’s gone into everything I’ve given you. All of the movies, playlists, essays - I’ve made so much art for you that you pay attention to once and forget about. I don’t know how you can do that.

I hate the realizations that I’m having about you lately. I remember this stage from last time, because I started to panic that the sadness was leaving and would be replaced my resentment and indifference. This is such a long, sad, weird healing process and I feel like I’m broken all the time. I wonder about you but then I smack myself, because I can’t. I fucking hate you right now, so much it makes my blood boil to think about your adrenaline filled ass living your best fucking life without a second fucking thought towards me.

I’m allowed to be angry here because this is my space and he’ll never see it. I can write whatever the fuck I want. He’s a dumb fucking little bitch with a shit memory and and no emotional depth. He used to have that, but he filled that hole with weed and it disappeared.

I’m wondering again. Stop fucking wondering.

Ever since Casey said it I can’t stop thinking about it. Four years and not a single attempt at fixing this. Not a single inclination to have a conversation about this earlier. People pleasing is a literal disease and he has it bad. There’s so much shit to hash out here it’s insane. But seriously?? Four years and he leaves OVERNIGHT?! I didn’t even fucking know it was like that!! But it was!

Deadass Logan, who in the living fuck even ARE YOU?

You massive, disrespectful bag of shit. You blow my mind every day, just by thinking about the irreparable asshole you’ve become.

Fuckhead.

Will you tell the next girl I was crazy?

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weedeyedhoney · 7 years ago

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a post about my crush. i need to let my feelings out somewhere.

i hung out with my crush two nights ago and not to sound like a 2010 taylor swift song, but it was a fairytale. but like, my kind of fairytale. i can’t even explain to you how relaxed i felt the whole time i was with him. when i like someone, just being around them makes me feel at ease. there’s no awkward silences, or uncomfortable body language. that’s how i usually determine who i want to be around, and who i’d rather stay away from. he doesn’t make me feel weird around him, and i don’t overthink. i’m literally..... just..... living in the moment. there. is. no. other. place. i’d. rather. be. i love that feeling. i love carrying alone with a clear mind and carefree attitude. i love not worrying about the next move, and enjoying what’s right in front of me. that’s how he makes me feel!!!!! two days later, and i still don’t want the night to end. i can’t wait until i see him again.

he’s so funny. his humor is cute. and dorky. and i kid you not, i was probably wearing this goofy ass smile the whole time. i remember being so nervous about meeting up with him. i mean, i went alone. i didn’t want him to think “wow this bitxh really has no friends.” i was worried that i’d get there and he’d already be gone. it was supposed to be a casual meet up, i mean WE’RE FRIENDS, but the virgo in me always has to overthink the worst case scenario. but i arrived at the bar, with the big upstairs room that looks over the horrendous view of dirty 6th. it’s funny how we lose our minds in such a dreadful place. it’s even funnier how that doesn’t bother me at all as long as he’s around. the bar wasn’t as crowded as a saturday night. the room was kinda empty, and the floor seemed like it stretched for miles. i walked starting at the ground, and glanced up every few seconds trying to spot him. in the midst of getting caught up in my own thoughts, i notice two feet planted right in front of me. i look up and see him...... my crush!!! it was like a movie. deadass. it was like we were the only two people in the room. he gives me a hug, and looks happy to see me. every negative thought in my mind vanishes. “hey there you are” he says. “we’re actually about to leave, but come on, you can hang with us.” bet. i’m up for it, i’m up for anything. we find his friend, his best friend, and we head out. we go to his bar across the street. his friend, who is a dj, finds interest in the dj playing that night and goes up to talk to him, leaving my crush and i alone. just like any other modern day romance, he buys me a beer and we stare at each other awkwardly (but like, cute awkward) and small talk until we get bored of the place and leave. the three of us continue to bar hop around. the whole time my crush was being the life of the party (cancer nodded). we people watched from the upstairs at this one club, and started throwing straws at people becuase we’re immature, but geez. i was laughing the whole time. everything felt lighthearted. he’s so..... cool.

then shit started to get rocky. we arrived at what would be the last bar of the night. as soon as we arrived, his friend decides to leave. i panic. this would mean my crush and i would be alone!!!!!!! fuck. his friend leaves and we sit there on this picnic table until i break the silence by saying “we should take a shot! your birthday shot!” he agrees, but also, a little distracted. “i think i’m going to talk to her.” i turn around and see this white girl sititng at the end of the table. “oh....” i start, “uhhh well okay” i stand there, a little awkward. i’m really sure what to do. i’m not about to get a shot for someone who is just going to leave me there alone. he turns around to smile at the girl, and she gives him this awkward smile back. i see her make eye contact to this guy in line buying drinks. ah ha! this girl’s already taken. do i tell my crush? well, i try, but he chooses to be a guy and not listen. hm. “i think i’m gonna go to the bathroom first.” i tell him. then i leave and let him realize on his own.

while in the bathroom, i begin to reevaluate this whole situation. 1. i know that i like him. 2. but he thinks we’re just here as friends. 3. jealously in an ugly look on me. 4. if what i think is true then that girl is out there with that other guy and he’s sititng alone by himself. i pull up my boss ass bitxh pants (even tho i was wearing a dress), and go back out there. listen. im a virgo. a mutuable sign. whatever fate decided for me, i was just going to have to deal with it. i walk back out and sure enough, he standing alone that THAT GIRL IS WITH THAT GUY!!! i let out a sigh. i knew it. i either had two options. 1. to walk back to him and act petty, distant, and uninterested bc what the fuck. or 2. pretend nothing happened and i wasn’t bothered, and be his friend. i chose the latter. i went up to the bar, made sure he didn’t see me, and asked the bartender to order me two of the sweetest shots. i knew my crush wasn’t a big fan of straight shots, which is why it would be a good idea to give him something sweet, that would drown out the taste. i got the shots, paid, and literally danced my way back to him. nelly’s “hot in here” was blasting on the speakers. he turned around to see me, and fuck, got this big smile on his face. “here you go!!! i got the two most sweetest shots!! they should be good.” i don’t know what came over me, but after that incident, i started being more talkative and open and less shy. it was a great idea on my part. earlier in the night he mentioned how he wanted to get high, so i asked him, “how long do you want to stay here?” and he responded, “i’m ready to leave when you are.” and i said “let’s go get high!!” and we ran off. from then on the vibe was different. i have it separated into two parts: before the white girl, and after the white girl. it was as if the beginning of the night was the opening act, not really sure how the night would go so we were both playing it safe. but after we left the last bar, everything felt more personal. we were actually having real conversations and joking like we hung out everyday. it reminded me of the first night we met. everything was so fast paced, but time was still going slow enough for us to wallow in every second. there was this rush!!! this burning energy that wasn’t going out anytime soon. there was literally not a dull moment. out energies bounced off each other, quick. and there was passion. i swear.

we arrived to his car that was parked at his best friend’s place. we got in his car and he quickly realized that the weed was left in his friends place. we waited for his friend to get home and went inside to get the highest of highs!!!!! “this is my friend _____’s place. as you can see..... i don’t bring just any random girl up here. consider yourself lucky ;)” asjsljsl!!!! i want to pull all my hair out. we sit down and this bitxh pulls out the weed and off we go. i notice that he has a cancer lighter..... ummmm my kink??? he points over to his friend’s dj set and his friend begins free styling while my crush and i start falling in love *ahem* i mean, talking in the background. i feel like this was one of the most crucial nights of the night. i’m kind of glad we weren’t alone because being around him and his friend, in a setting where he’s probably very comfortable, caused me to get to know a side of him i hadn’t seen before. he’s very talkative, very smart, and very opinionated, but not in a rude way (cancer nodded, again). i think what attracts me the most to him is that he seems pretty normal, like, real. he doesn’t try to be anybody that he’s not. what you see is really what you get and i like what i see. we started talking about school. he asked me what my major was, 4 months after knowing me. how hot is that?? my worst question ever is “what is your major?” i told him i didn’t know. instead of saying “well what do you like to do?” (which is my second worst question), or making me feel like a dumbfuck for not knowing, he said “hmm. well you’re really good at reading people. i can tell. and you also seem like you’re really good at talking to people too. maybe a therapist? i don’t know. i’m not telling you that that’s what you should be, but it’s always an option. i nod in agreement , and he continues, “but you’re smart, and i know you’ll figure it out.” what a perfect answer. what a perfect response. i proceed to ask him about his school life, and he gets a little stiff. kind of the way i do when people ask me. “uhhh well, i was supposed to graduate next semester, but i don’t think that’s going to happen. i have a lot of stuff going on, and i might have to be a part time student.” but that’s okay. you finished when you finish. i reassure him and then he reassures the both of us, and the next topic of the conversations appears.

i don’t know. i like him because he’s not put together, and i see a lot of that in myself. i love whenever i see my own reflection in somebody else because it’s easier to resonate and empathize and it always makes me feel more comfortable. it’s an indicator that i’m about to let my walls down, no control. we went to mcdonald’s after we got high as a kite. he drove. his friend sat in the back seat. i sat in the passenger. the windows were rolled down. i felt so chill, and i cannot reiterate how comfortable i felt the whole entire time. he started asking me questions about my best friend, noting that our friendship was “so cute.” he continues to make dumb jokes. ugh god, he’s so funny. he pays for everybody’s meal (ugh cancer nodded, once again) and then drops me off. by that time it was 4 am.

im not worried or stressed about this crush anymore. i think tuesday gave me a lot more confidence than before. i think my next move is to continue hanging out with him and being friendly. i don’t want to rush something that i really want.

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