#girl the war was shorter than my high school career

[sebssunshine]

a thing i will never get over is that the dark days only lasted for 3 years. the entire huge war the captiol is always banging on about only lasted THREE YEARS. by the time we’ve reached abosas the games have already been going on 7 years longer than the war did. the captiol punished the districts for a three year war with 75 years of torture and ritual child sacrifice.

[watchmegetobsessed]

“I shouldn’t have let you go.” (Adam Driver)

by now, yall already know about my obsession with adam driver, so i decided to write a fic about him, what a surprise! it’s been a while since i last wrote anything off my drabble list, so i thought i would do this one for that. also thank you @softboyshawn​ for motivating me to write it, you always know when to give me a push!!

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Walking into the building Adam pushes his shades up to the top of his head, keeping his hair out of his forehead. He intended to get a haircut weeks ago, but he wasn’t sure what’s gonna be needed for this role, so he decided to keep it long just for a little longer. He is welcomed by a nice receptionist who helps him out with where he has to head for the reading and he takes the elevator with a delightful smile on his lips.

He feels thankful to be back in the drill, working is exactly what he needs right now, something to keep him busy and focused on what’s important. Starting a new movie is always exciting and powering for him, meeting new people, challenging himself with new scenes, this is what he loves the most.

As he steps into the small auditorium that was turned into the location for the reading he looks around, searching for familiar faces around the long table that has a labelled seat for every role in the movie. His eyes meet a well-known face and he can’t help but chuckle as he approaches the director, Shawn Levy holding his arms out for a brotherly hug.

“It’s so nice to see you again!” Shawn pats his back.

“You too, man.”

“I’m sorry I couldn’t be at your audition, but to be honest, I knew you would be the perfect for the role,” Shawn lets him in on this little secret.

The two of them has worked together in 2014 and Shawn didn’t doubt Adam would be the perfect fit for his new movie’s leading role. He told his assistant to reach out to Adam and ask him to audition. It was kind of an informal meet up with the movie’s producer with a short screen test and they were entirely sure Adam is the one to cast for the role of Derek Lahey, the big city guy moving back to his mother following a split from his long-term girlfriend after he finds out she’s been cheating on him for quite a while.

“It’s alright,” Adam smiles as they let go of each other.

“You got the new script, right?” he asks pointing at the table where Adam sees a rack of scripts in the middle.

“Yeah, got it yesterday, I gave it a few reads last night.”

“Amazing. We had to make a few changes last minute, sorry about it. But we had a change in the cast as well.”

“The cast?” Adam furrows his eyebrows as Shawn looks around and his eyes lighten up when he sees someone he was looking for.

“Yeah, you remember Y/N?”

As Adam turns to the side and his eyes meet hers, he can’t even figure what to do or say. It’s been about four years he last saw Y/N, but time has definitely changed her and it’s kind of taking his breath away. The shy, baby-faced girl has turned into a very mature, eye-catching young woman, but there are some things that stayed the same. Like her freckles all over her nose, her dimples when she smiles and those amazingly dark eyes that just pop out thanks to her reddish-blonde hair she refuses to dye for any role.

“Hi, Adam,” Y/N smiles, feeling just as startled by his presence as he is at hers, but snapping out of his awe he finally goes for a friendly hug.

“Y/N, you’re the change in the cast?”

“The girl we originally casted broke her leg, so we needed to make a quick decision in order to start filming in time. Luckily, Y/N was able to take the job!” Shawn taps her arm smiling at her happily and she tugs her hair behind her ears. Adam finds himself staring at her longer than he should be, so he forces himself to look over at his director friend.

“It’s like a mini reunion,” Adam chuckles. All three of them worked on This Is Where I Leave You in 2014, a time Adam definitely hasn’t forgotten about.

“Take your seats, guys, we’ll start soon,” Shawn says before drifting off to another cast member, welcoming everyone.

“I’m sorry if working with me is uncomfortable for you,” Y/N starts when they are alone. “I thought about saying no, but… this is a great opportunity for me.”

“It’s not uncomfortable! I’m very glad to see you. Honestly.”

Their history is a little longer than the other cast members’. Five years ago, when filming started they hit it off pretty quick on set, even though Y/N was just an extra back then, while Adam was one of the main actors. He was freshly wedded at that time, only one year into his marriage and Y/N was… a realization for him. A realization that hit too late, definitely not at the right time. As a 22 year-old ambitious actress at the start of her career, meeting Adam and somehow forming a bond with him was confusing for the both of them. Adam first questioned his marriage and tried to deal with his confusing feelings for this girl who also seemed just too young for him at the time, while Y/N feared she might ruin an entire marriage and became the blame for the divorce of an up-and-coming, popular actor, which could also ruin her career.

Nothing ever happened between them, they refused to let it go too far. Besides stolen glances and touches, deep conversations and shared secrets, they never crossed the line from where they could have never returned. Once filming and the premier was over, they forced to lose touch thinking this is what’s best for everyone. They went their own ways until their paths crossed again in this room, forcing them to face each other again.

“Well, that’s good to hear, because we’ll spend a lot of time together,” she chuckles nervously.

“Yeah, I guess,” he nods smiling down at him.

All through the reading Adam can’t help but sneak glances at Y/N, sitting right across him, whenever he could, slowly listing everything that changed about her and things that stayed just the same. Their eyes meet a couple of times, Y/N blushes whenever it happens, focusing her gaze down at her script.

“Great job! Thank you for everyone, I can’t wait to see this on the screen!” Shawn cheers once the reading is finished and a round of applause follows his words. “See you on set in three days!”

Everyone starts packing and Adam makes sure he finishes quickly so he can walk over to Y/N.

“Hey, wanna grab lunch with me? We could catch up a little.”

He hopes his offer didn’t come out as anxious as he feels, waiting for her answer. She hesitates for a moment, sliding her script into her bag before nodding her head.

“Okay. Why not?”

They are perfectly hidden in their booth in the nearby diner they chose to eat in. Adam is anxiously scanning through the menu even though he knows what he wants, but is just too afraid to look into her eyes.

“So, how have you been?” she breaks the silence putting her menu down and their eyes finally meet again.

“Um… busy, mostly.”

“Congrats on the Star Wars movies. You were great in all of them.”

“You saw them?” He is genuinely surprised, he never thought she would be the kind of girl to watch them.

“Yeah. Wanted to see what the hype is about,” she smirks leaning back in her seat. “Turned out I like watching dudes in uniform, fighting with some more dudes, without uniform.”

Adam laughs shaking his head, happy that her humor hasn’t changed.

“That’s exactly what Star Wars is about.”

“Alright, so what’s up with you outside work?”

Before he could answer their waitress arrives. She takes their order and collecting the menus she disappears leaving them alone again.

“Outside work?” Adam inhales rubbing his hands to his thighs. “Um, not much. I’ve been hitting up the gym daily, I’m learning to cook and…” He pauses for a moment, debating whether if it’s the best time to admit it or not, but he decides it’s something that should be cleared. “You know, I have a lot of time since I got divorced last year.”

Y/N’s eyes go wide as this wasn’t something she expected to hear.

“What? Oh God, I didn’t know… I’m so sorry, Adam.”

“Don’t be, it was for the best,” he sighs with a sad smile. Even though it really was the best choice, it took a toll on both of them, letting go of something that was supposed to last forever.

“How are you holding up?”

“Fine, I’m trying to focus on work, most of the time.”

Y/N nods in agreement.

“Yeah, that’s a great technique. I… I did the same when my boyfriend broke up with me after two years.”

“Oh. I didn’t… I didn’t know you had a boyfriend.”

“Have you been keeping an eye on me?” she smirks, making him realize it sounded like he has been following her ever since they stopped talking.

“I wasn’t—That’s not how I meant it…”

“I know, relax,” she chuckles. “I kept it as low-key as possible. Turns out it was the best choice since the asshole left me for some high school senior,” she grimaces.

“Ouch, that sounds… illegal?”

“Kind of, but that’s not my problem anymore,” she shrugs. “So, I guess we both had our ups and downs lately.”

“Seems like.”

Adam feels like this is the moment when he is supposed to say that he is sorry for the way they parted. Things were getting out of hands and he knew it was time to make a decision. Work on things with his wife or end it and give it a try with Y/N. He made the wrong choice, but regardless of this, he also chose the wrong way to let her know they can’t do it any longer.

“Y/N, listen. I—“

“Don’t,” she shakes her head. “I totally get it. Let’s just… move on. Okay?”

Looking into her eyes he sees how much she doesn’t want to talk about it and forgetting about the past is exactly what he wants to do. So nodding they come to a silent agreement. The past is left behind, they have started a new, empty page.

 ***

 Heading to her trailer Adam runs his fingers through his hair and fixes the shirt that’s already his outfit for the filming. Knocking on the door he waits for her to call out, but instead she opens it for him.

“Hey! Got your text, everything alright?” Standing at the bottom of the stairs he is finally shorter than her so he has to look up at her.

“Come in,” she nods and he follows her inside.

She is still in her robe, but her makeup and hair is done, ready to take up on the role of Leah, the next door girl Derek falls for upon coming home.

“I’m a little freaked out,” she admits, fear filling her dark irises as she stares at him, arms hugging herself.

“Hey, relax, it’s fine.” He immediately figures what the problem is, the first day of filming coming at her a little more intense than she thought.

Taking her hands he pulls her to the small couch at the back of the trailer and they sit down next to each other.

“Talk to me, okay? Tell me how you feel.”

“I-I’m… I’m just afraid I will blow this. This is my first big role, like a main role and I’m so afraid I’ll disappoint Shawn,” she sighs in despair.

“You can’t disappoint him, he wouldn’t have casted you if you weren’t good. Believe me.”

“I just don’t want to embarrass myself, forgetting my line or something.” “I’ll do that all the time, don’t worry.”

“Oh please, I bet you already know even my lines!” she rolls her eyes chuckling.

“I definitely don’t. Don’t you remember how much I messed up back then? I think half the gag roll is about me.”

“I loved it when you started laughing at your own line,” she chuckles recalling the memory.

“See? Don’t worry about messing up, I’ll do the same, though I’m sure you’ll be great. Just don’t stress okay?”

She nods taking a few deep breaths. Adam feels a sense of intimacy in how they shared this moment, something he missed so much ever since they stopped talking. They had so many moments before, in between takes, after filming, early before filming, they were seeking all these little sparks since they didn’t have more. They couldn’t have more.

“You’ll be fine?” Adam asks squeezing her hand.

“Yes. Thank you for coming by,” she nods smiling as they stand up and head to the door. “See you in a bit.”

He just nods smiling and leaves so she can get dressed and ready for the start.

Filming together is now a different experience for the both of us. While they had no interaction on the screen before, now they had to bring a whole romance alive and though Y/N has seen Adam work his magic, it’s the first time he see her in real action. And his mind is blown away. Seeing her change into a whole different character amazes him on a different level and in between takes he thinks about how he has never felt like this with another cast member he worked with on a movie. She is just… different.

Once filming is over Adam is in his trailer, taking his time to get ready to leave when there’s a knock on the door.

“Come in!”

Glancing up from his phone he turns to the door and see Y/N sticking her head inside with a warm smile on her lips.

“Hey.”

“Hi, come on in!” he invites her inside and she walks in closing the door behind her. “So, how did you feel on your first day?”

Without even answering the question Y/N strides over to him and hugs him. It takes him by surprise but after a second of hesitation he wraps his arms around her.

“Thanks for being so patient and nice with me all day. And messing your lines up on purpose.”

A deep chuckle shakes his chest as he holds her close.

“It wasn’t on purpose,” he lies, but she just smiles to herself before letting him go.

“Do you have somewhere to be?”

“Not really.”

“Then what do you say, staying a little, celebrating the first day? I have some wine in my trailer.”

“Sounds great,” he smiles.

Twenty minutes later they are sitting on the floor in her trailer, drinking white wine out of plastic cups and laughing about anything and everything.

“I remember that day!” he chuckles holding his cup up.

“Yeah, it’s not hard remembering me spilling three cups of coffees on myself,” she snorts taking a sup from her drink.

“Fuck, I missed having you around,” Adam sighs closing his eyes. If he weren’t four drinks into the evening, he probably wouldn’t have said that, but now it’s already out there.

“You did?” Y/N tilts her head smiling at him, watching him lean his head against the wall behind him.

“I did,” he nods, eyes still closed.

“I missed having you around too. I missed our talks.”

“I’m sorry for the way it ended.”

“Hey, we agreed on not talking about that!”

“I know, but… I really wanted to tell you that,” he sighs looking down at his cup, stirring the wine around before chugging it down and pouring some more from the bottle.

“I don’t blame you. You were married and we were… dancing on a dangerous line.”

Glancing up at her he watches her just sit there, busy with her own drink and he admires this moment, something he has been waiting for years to have again. He regrets making the wrong choice back then, thought he understands his own reasoning behind it. People don’t just give up on a marriage, he couldn’t have known it wasn’t gonna work out. But he also lost so much time with her and that’s his biggest regret.

“I shouldn’t have let you go,” he breathes out.

Lifting her gaze up her eyes meet his as they stare at each other, feeling the change in the conversation, obviously. An absent-minded smile appears on her light pink lips as she tugs her hair behind her ear.

“I always thought that you found me too young, outside all the other circumstances we had.”

“I did think about being an old man compared to you,” he chuckles. “But I feel like it was bridged pretty fast.”

“Yeah?”

“Yes! I mean, it’s not even ten years, the world has seen way worse,” he chuckles making her laugh as well.

“You’re right.”

Putting his drink down to the floor he climbs over to her and sits next to her, resting his back against the couch just like she is doing and they sit there in silence for a couple of moments before Y/N rests her head on his shoulder.

“Adam?” she breaks the silence.

“Yes?”

“I think we are at the line again.”

“Yeah. We are.”

Another short silence while Adam turns to the side a bit, just enough to brush his lips against the crown of her head.

“Are we gonna cross it this time?” Lifting her head she looks at him with doubtful eyes as she puts her drink aside too.

Instead of answering his hands find their way to her waist and somehow he pulls her to his lap, her knees on each of his sides, hands resting on his broad shoulders.

“I don’t know what we are going to do, but I’m gonna cross the line.”

And without hesitation he presses his lips to hers. She doesn’t think twice before returning the kiss since she’s been waiting for this moment from the day she met him. He digs his fingers into her hair at the back of her head while she combs through his messy strands too, kissing like it’s their last moment on Earth. His hands slide under her shirt and soon it lands on the floor somewhere next to them.

As much as she wants to continue this, she still doesn’t want to do it lying on the floor of her trailer, that’s not what they deserve. So pushing away she tries to catch her breath while she admires his swollen lips and messy hair, running her fingers along his cheeks.

“We shouldn’t be doing this here. Not like this.”

“You’re right,” he nods realizing he got a little carried away.

Leaning down she softly kisses him again before sliding off his lap, landing on the floor again.

“We should head home, we have work tomorrow,” she advises as they slowly get up from the floor and gather their stuff, getting ready to leave.

Walking out to the parking lot they stand midway between their cars, staring up at each other, neither of them wanting to leave.

“See you tomorrow?” She bites into her bottom lip and it’s enough to drive him crazy. Pulling her closer he kisses her again.

“Yeah. How about dinner after filming?”

“Sure,” she smiles.

“It’s a date,” he raises his eyebrows as they start backing towards their cars.

“Surely is,” she chuckles. Right as she is about to turn around Adam leaps in her direction and running back to her he kisses her once more before sprinting back to his car.

Giggling to herself she gets into the car and heads home, knowing he would be here in the morning, ready to continue everything from where they left it off.

[enbyleighlines]

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Tell me about these ships please X3

Of course!! I will happily gush about my otps until the end of days~

(FYI all of the following pictures are taken from official art from the donghua, manhua, and audio drama.)

#1: Lan Wangji / Wei Wuxian:

Also known as “wangxian”, this ship is the main canonical couple for mo dao zu shi! Lan Wangji is the taller guy in white and blue, whereas Wei Wuxian is the shorter guy in black and red. They are very much an opposites attract sort of couple. Lan Wangji is a strict, law-abiding man, who likes his routines, his studies, and his peace and quiet. Whereas Wei Wuxian is a mischievous prankster with a hero complex that compels him to rush headlong into danger. Surprisingly, although Wei Wuxian was always teasing Lan Wangji when they were teenagers, Lan Wangji developed a crush on his tormentor, and has been hopelessly pining after Wei Wuxian for about eighteen years. Unfortunately, Lan Wangji is REALLY bad with expressing emotions (I personally headcanon Lan Wangji as autistic, because he’s also fairly semi-verbal), so for most of those years Wei Wuxian thought Lan Wangji absolutely hated his guts.

After Wei Wuxian dies and comes back to life (not a spoiler, I promise, this is the premise of the entire story, scene one begins with Wei Wuxian’s resurrection), Lan Wangji just spoils Wei Wuxian like mad because he’s just so glad that he got a second chance to be Wei Wuxian’s friend

They’re honestly one of the cutest fictional couples I’ve come across in a long time. Their ship has everything: childhood friends, enemies to lovers, slow burn, unrequited love, hurt/comfort, etc.

#2: queerplatonic Wei Wuxian / Wen Ning:

So this ship involves Wei Wuxian (from ship #1) with his zombie bff Wen Ning, who is a literal cinnamon roll. Despite being what is known as a “fierce corpse”, Wen Ning is actually a nervous bug who just wants to help others. However, Wen Ning does have a fierce loyalty to Wei Wuxian, who stood up for him once when he was being publicly shamed by his sect. I like the idea of Wen Ning and Wei Wuxian developing a semi-platonic, semi-romantic relationship, so he can continue to third wheel for the rest of his afterlife.

#3.1: Jiang Cheng / Wen Qing:

So this is kind of an odd one! That is to say, it’s not a particularly popular ship. They don’t even really interact, except in the live action, which deviates so much from the original story that it’s really it’s own separate thing. But I personally really like their dynamic! They’ve very similar characters. Jiang Cheng (the purple guy) is temperamental, overly competitive, and extremely hard working. Wen Qing (the girl in red) is similarly headstrong, short tempered, and devoted to her career. Unfortunately, they don’t have a chance to have a happy ending in canon. Sect rivalries get in the way, but that only makes me want it more. I love divergent fics where these two wind up working together. Many of those fics involve a political marriage, to cease war between their sects. And of course that marriage of convenience always turns into real love! Maybe it’s a cliche but I don’t care, it’s so good!

Ship #3.2: Jiang Cheng / Nie Huaisang:

This is a slightly more popular pairing for the ye olde sour grape (Jiang Cheng). This ship pairs Jiang Cheng with resident cowardly lion Nie Huaisang, an effeminate guy with an eye for fine art and a slight flair for the dramatic. The two were friends in school, but have since grown apart. Again, the main appeal of this ship is the whole opposites attract thing. However, I like both chengqing (Jiang Cheng / Wen Qing) and sangcheng (Jiang Cheng / Nie Huaisang), so of course I said “fuck it, Jiang Cheng should date both”.

Jiang Cheng notably has some very strict guidelines when it comes to the ideal woman he wants to marry: “naturally beautiful, graceful and obedient, hard-working and thrifty, coming from a respected family, cultivation [magic] level not too high, personality not too strong, not too talkative, voice not too loud and must treat Jin Ling [his nephew] nicely.” I think it’s neat that half of these could apply to Wen Qing, while the other half could apply to Nie Huaisang: Wen Qing is naturally beautiful, Nie Huaisang is graceful and obedient, Wen Qing is hard-working and thrifty, Nie Huaisang comes from a respected family, and his magic level isn’t too high, Wen Qing’s personality is not too strong, she’s not too talkative, and her voice is not too loud. And finally, I think both of them would treat Jiang Cheng’s nephew nicely.

Also, there’s just something so delectable about the idea of Jiang Cheng having a very effeminate boyfriend and a very masculine girlfriend.

And last, but not least, ship #4: Jin Zixuan / Jiang Yanli:

Jin Zixuan and Jiang Yanli (ship name: xuanli) are an especially adorable married couple in the story. Jiang Yanli is the elder sister to both Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng, and while they are both hard-headed and loud, Jiang Yanli is quiet and serene, but with an iron backbone. She stands up for what is right, even when it scares her half to death to do so. She also likes to dote on people. Jin Zixuan is the rich guy she was betrothed to from childhood. She’s loved him since the beginning, but he didn’t always love her. See, Jin Zixuan is a spoiled brat, who is as prideful as a peacock. He thought that any women who showed interest in him was only after his money, so he keeps all women at arm’s length. But surprise! Jiang Yanli liked Jin Zixuan for his personality all along. And once Jin Zixuan realizes that, he grows to love her in turn.

A lot of people will tell you that Jiang Yanli “deserves better”, and while I think that’s true in general, I don’t know if that applies to Jin Zixuan. Despite his inflated ego, he’s actually a pretty good guy. I can’t tell you why without getting into spoilers, but trust me when I say that there’s more to him than meets the eye.

Aaaaaaaand, that’s it! Those are my top four ships for mo dao zu shi!

[fancyversace]

Clueless (Ted Logan One-Shot)

N/A: I wrote this last year (I mean, is the only this I’ve wrote entirely in this language beyond 200 words) and I had lots of doubts about publishing it cuz English isn’t my first language and I really hate make mistake while I’m writting, I hope that you like it and forgive my rookie mistakes lmao. Enjoyyyy!

Characters: Ted Logan x fem!OC

Warnings: None but pluff! C'mon, Ted is a cutie pieee.

A long time ago (unfortunately not in a galaxy far, far away) Ted used to be Angelica’s neighbour and friend. And he’s been in love with her since forever.

Nobody can blame him, she was gorgeous. She was also funny and kind, and was an amazing cook too; he loved when she callend him Teddy because his mom was the only one who called him like that, and she was the only person besides her who did it too. He felt weak everytime when she tangled her fingers into his hair, or when she brused it softly. She smelled like cherries, and she always looked stunning.

He didn’t understand it, she couldn’t be that magnificent without effor. But guess what? She could and he couldn’t help but fall truly in love with her.

When she went to college in Los Angeles, he felt a bit lost and empty. He missed her so much but at least he had Bill, and he wasn’t too lonely.

Ted didn’t see her since three years ago, but that was the best for her and he knew it. She was one of the most clever minds in High School and she graduated with honors, it’s logical that she deserved study in a smart college with a bunch of smart people. He was the only boy she knew that wasn’t smart enough to stay permanently in her life.

She was a truly bodacious babe, and he was a clueless eighteen years old dude who was dumber than hell.

Talking about that, his luck (maybe his brain too) was so bad that he’s almost reproving physics because… Well, he doesn’t understand a flying shit of it.

Honestly, not everything was his fault. The teacher didn’t explain again when he expressed his concerns and doubts, or didn’t help him when he asked for her advice in many ocassions to resolve those hellish excercises.

When she said his terrible grades, he felt almost humilliated when his classmates started to laugh about him, some of them screamed that he was an idiot, but he looked like he wasn’t too worry about it.

Internally, he was almost crying out loud. Maybe he’s a bit goofy and clueless but he has feelings, and that witch hurted him when she told out loud that he won’t approve her subject and he won’t pass the final test because he was a dumb boy.

Ted doesn’t hate anybody, he’s a goog guy, but in that moment he almost hated her.

“Dude!”, Bill yells at Ted trying to attract his attention. He was so inmerse into his head that forgot about Bill being by his side. “Are you worry about the physics witch? Aren’t you”, his best friend asks.

Ted nods with a gulp when he realizes his fate. His dad is gonna kill him when he finds that out.

“I’m so over, dude”, Ted pulls his dark hair with concern. “Dad is gonna kill me, and the band will split.”

“No way, dude!”, Bill yells again. Ted knows how much his blonde best friend loves to yell when he’s excited or mad. “If you approve the final test you will pass the subject, that was the physics witch said.”

“And how the heck will I approve the test if I don’t know anything about the subject?”, Ted asks. “It’s impossible, dude.”

“No, it’s not!”

The two of them walk through the parking lot when Bill’s step-mom, Missy, parks her car waiting for them. The only thing is that she isn’t alone this time.

That’s a bit weird, being honest. Missy not often has female company, not since she got married Mr. Preston.

And like always, Ted punches Bill’s shoulder and reminds him:

“Dude, she’s your mom!”

Bill moves his head right to left, looking dumber than usual.

“She’s a bit older than us, dude!”, the blonde boy answers. “And look at that babe, is gorgeous.”

Maybe Ted was worried about his low grades in physics and stuff, but when someone mentions «babe», he just can focus on the girl.

He was in love with someone who didn’t have idea, not married or something.

Missy gives them a kind smile when they get close to the car, and the second girl mover her head too; his throat’s dry and his stomach twists nervously at the sight of Angelica.

How can it be that possible? She was busy studying a smart career with a lot of smart people in LA, not in San Dimas!

“Hi!”, Angelica greets when they get into the back seats with a jump. “Gosh, you guys got truly handsome while I was away!”

Okay he’s really nervous right now, but he can act carefree about the situation. He oftenly does it and he manage to fool people making them believe he’s carefree about everything… While in his head he’s on crisis and most of the times crying internally.

Yeah, being a clueless eighteen years old dude isn’t an easy job.

But Angelica is smart and he’s not sure about how many time he could manage this whole situation, she knows him better than himself does.

“You know, baby”, Bill starts to talk crossing his arms in front of his chest. “Puberty and stuff.”

Ted looks at Bill archeing his brows with esceptical eyes; Missy tries to not laugh about him and Angelica smiles.

“I believe that of Teddy”, Angelica says and those butterflies in Ted’s stomach starts to make troubles there because of the nickname. “He was shorter than you three years ago, but look at him now. I’m sure he could play basket in college.”

Oh c'mon! She’s making his whole carefree thing harder than usual.

“I don’t think so, babe”, Ted replies with a shy smile. “But thanks for the accompliment.”

Angelica gives him a bright smile, Missy drives to theit neighbourhood and Bill half-shuts his eyes looking at his best friend, who has his «daydreaming awake» face right now.

Oh man, this guy is so obvious.

“Dude!”, Bill mutters punching Ted’s right arm. “Did you get her over?”, he looks at Ted’s guilty face and opens his eyes with surprise. “You didn’t!”, he mutters again. “Why did you never tell me, dude?”, and yes, Bill punches Ted’s arm again.

“Cuz I knew you’ll be so agressive like now!”, the darkhaired boy mutters back. “And she can’t know about this if I don’t tell her, okay?” So shut the hell up, dude.“

Bill fakes closing his mouth like a zipper and Ted takes a deep breath, being sure that those pretty girls in the fron seats are busy talking to each other and didn’t notice the mutters war that he and Bill had a few seconds ago.

When the car arrives to the neighbourhood, Missy stops it in front of Ted’s house. His dad is in the living room and he can see him through the windows. He can’t help but gulp feeling a bit anxious, and a second later, he and Angelica get out of the car, because her house is next to his own.

"See ya, dude and babe!”, Bill yells at the two of them and Missy shakes her hand in goodby, starting to drive to their house.

Ted barely had noticed that Angelica just has a simple backpack with her, and he look at her with curious eyes.

“That boy won’t change ever”, she smiles. “And you neither, in attitude I mean because physically you grew up very well”, Angelica adds and then looks at the door of her house. “It feels like a century since the last time I looked at that door.”

“It’s been three years since the last time you were stood right here, Ange”, he replies sliding his hands into the pockets of his jeans. “For everyone here that feels like a century.”

She approaches at him, brushing his hair softly, just like only her knows to do it.

“Yeah, I know”, she nods while her hand rests onto his left shoulder. “I missed you a lot, Teddy.”

And Angelica hugs him, burying her face in his chest; she’s a lot shorter than him but that doesn’t matter, being honest. She always says how much she loves the way he’s taller than her (even when he was shorter than Bill a few years ago) and the way they both fit perfectly in each others arms without effort.

The butterflies attack his stomach again while he’s thinking about her. She’s so bodacious that it looks almost like a joke or something.

“Theodore, come here”, his dad shouts opening the front door.

And there’s the fear filling his body again, he’s over… No, he’s more than over, he’s a clueless dead dude.

“Bogus”, Ted whispers and Angelica breaks the hug moving her head, staring at Captain Logan with mischevious eyes. “What'cha gonna do, Ange?”

“Shut up and follow me”, she whispers back and they approach together to Ted’s dad, who has this scarying furrowed eyebrows face.“Hi, Captain Logan!”, Angelica greets with a pretty smile. “I’m sorry if Ted is late, I borrowed him for a few minutes because I arrived to San Dimas this morning and I went for him to the School. Excuse me for that, it’s just… I missed him a lot.”

Captain Logan’s face gets a bit softer (in a way that Ted didn’t believe he could) after her speech.

She’s such a sweet talker and she always wins everything she wants. She has talent and he knows it very well.

“There’s no problem with you, Angelica”, Captain Logan says. “But the principal called me a few minutes ago and told me Ted is gonna repprove physics if he doesn’t pass the final test.”

Oh, no those disapproval eyes. He hates them since forever.

Ted gulps feeling anxious and nervous again. He’s dead.

Angelica giggles and Ted forrows his brows.

“Oh, that has sense”, she says. “He had worried eyes all the way until we came here but he didn’t mention nothing about it”, Angelica pats his shoulder very gently. “I could help him with it if you give me your permisson.”

Okay, her mental sanity went to hell very quickly than he thought.

“I don’t wanna botter you with this, darling”, Captain Logan replies. “He will be better studying alone in his room without hanging out for this entire week until he passes the test.”

Yeah, he’s officially dead.

“But Captain Logan, I’m very sure this whole situation isn’t his entire fault because I know his physics teacher, the woman isn’t so kind and sweet, y'know”, Angelica expresses. She’s good. “I had some troubles with her when I was in High School, and I can help him to approve the test, I swear.”

It takes a few moments but after all her argue, Captain Logan accepts her offer for Ted’s surprise.

“With two conditions”, Captain Locan says a little bit too loud and bossy. “Nobody is hanging out to nowhere and he’s gonna studying with you here in the house while I’m working, until I return from work. Understood?”

“Yes sir!”, the both yell.

Angelica loves to yell like that when she’s in front of Ted’s dad. It’s something funny to do.

“I gotta go again, I’ll be back in the evening”, he looks at Ted. “Take care of your brother, Theodore.”

“Yes sir.”

Captain Logan gets out of the house and walks towards his car, leaving them alone again.

And when the vehicle is out of the sight, Ted takes a deep breath feeling calm at last.

“That was so damn close”, Angelica points, giving him a look. “Could we get into the house? I know we live in California, but the heat is gonna roast me alive.”

Ted laughs.

“C'mon babe.”

Angelica is gonna explain him physics an entire week and they will be alone a bunch of hours until his dad retirns of work every evening… Oh man.

Somebody send help please, Ted will be over for real because a single reason: a pretty and smart girl called Angelica.

[atlas-of-a-human-soul]

Hi! I was wondering what you had planned for your next imagine(s)? I totally don’t mean to rush and I completely understand if you are busy but I’m literally obsessed with everything you write and have read all your writing several times so I just was wondering..Thanks for sharing your writing with us all!!

I may do a few quick, shorter ones in between these, but nothing is certain. Also, these are all drafts I’ve got, some are half-written, some have only a timeline of how the story should go, but yeah, that’s all I’ve got for now.

Grayson:

I’m currently working on Wicked, a king!Grayson story where he’s married to the future queen of the opposing kingdom who is torn between her growing feelings for the man she considers her mortal enemy and her goal to take his throne for herself and avenge those she had lost due to this ongoing hatred between the kingdoms.

What if

After years of being apart, Y/N is now an owner of her own company, meeting two men at the same time - Troy, a charming British architect, and a contractor Grayson, her high school sweetheart who she left to pursue her dreams and escape her tragic past.

If you love me - royal AU - based on a short blurb I did before

Once betrothed, now strangers. His royal highness, prince Grayson had married not for love but for duty, happy to have been of service all until he meets the woman he was meant to marry, once a girl and now a beautiful maiden that has moved to the capital a year before she is to marry his best friend who has been bashing about his love for the girl for years. However, being so near her, Grayson can’t help but fall for her, determined to be happy instead of just dutiful and once she reveals she loves him too, the two flee from the castle. However, everyone believes her to be kidnapped, not in love, which starts a great war that will claim countless lives.

A third, fluffy, short part for Love&Respect

Ethan:

Fix me - doctor AU - series I’ll do after Wicked

Ethan had a one night stand with a woman who he wanted to have a lot more nights in the future with. However, the next morning she’s nowhere to be found. What happens when she shows up as his new intern a year later, clouded with secrets and she absolutely can’t understand why her resident is so keen on making her life a living hell.

Love me dead (The walking dead AU but the rules of it all will be altered to fit my narrative as well as the origin of the disease)

When the virus outbreak happens, a science nerd finds herself on death’s door when the walking dead come knocking. However, when all hope seems lost, someone she thought hated her comes to her rescue. Ethan and Y/N flee the city in hopes of survival, finding there are a lot of emotions between them and hate might be too strong of a word for what’s really in their hearts. Since Y/N used to date Grayson before the outbreak started, the very person she and Ethan are trying to find in the outback of New Jersey’s woods, the place Ethan and Grayson always told each other would be a meetup spot if the world came to an end. Surviving together in such circumstance brings them together, more together than they could ever dream of. However, as time goes by, the pair lose hope of Grayson’s arrival and Y/N is revealed to have a dark secret - the secret that would explain origins of the walking dead. Will Ethan accept her when he sees what is really beneath the surface of the girl he and his brother fought for years ago? Will he love her even then?

Shawn Mendes:

Made to break

When Shawn goes home for a break from his tour, he never dreamed he’d meet a girl who would steal his heart. Enjoying the fact she has no idea who he is, Shawn doesn’t reveal his identity for more than one reason - he wanted her to love him for who he is, and he was currently under contract for a PR relationship and being seen with someone else could ruin his career and get him in trouble legally as well. However, Y/N won’t be oblivious to his lies forever and when the truth comes out, all of it will come out for the world to see.

The Alpha (werewolf AU)

Sent as an emissary for his pack, Shawn’s secret mission is to take out the alpha of the rival pack he’s meant to make peace with -  the most powerful alpha in the world. However, meeting the alpha brings an unexpected surprise and his resolve dwindles when affections grow. Will he betray his alpha or his heart?

Harry Potter

Running scared (Remus Lupin)

Once a certain Slytherin finds out the Marauders have been keeping secrets, her life goal is to uncover the truth. Little did she know that the secret she finds would only make her fall in love with her ex-boyfriend’s best friend.

His downfall (Salazar Slytherin x Rowena Ravenclaw)

Once Rowena realizes her lover and best friend Salazar had much darker plans for the future of magic and Hogwarts, she is forced to betray him and fight against him to protect the magic world. After he loses the one person who saw the good in him, Salazar is lost to the darkness. How far will Rowena go to stop him?

[the-beastslayers-queen]

Daddy’s Little Champ

This is for @queenofthearchitect We challenged each other to write a piece about Seth being a dad. I hope you enjoy.

Everyone says it’s easy getting into the business of professional wrestling if you have a parent already in the business and is a big star. But it’s not, if anything it’s that much harder to make it in this industry as a legacy wrestler. You have to prove to everyone you’re as good if not better than your parent. And it was no cake walk for me. I busted my ass to get here. I don’t plan on going out quietly either. I wouldn’t be my father’s daughter if I went out with a whimper.

I’m sure you’re wondering who my dad is. Well that’s easy. My dad is Seth Rollins, Colby Lopez if you know him for real outside the ring like my mom does. As for me, well I’m Thea Lopez, but in the ring I’m Linzi Rollins. And like my dad, I use springboard and top rope offensive moves and I can scrap and strike from the ground. I’m also crazy as hell with suicide dives.

I got into wrestling from watching my dad when I was younger. He was my hero. Sure he wasn’t always home when I was growing up, but watching him on TV every week made it feel like he was always there. I even got to go see him live several times. As I got older, he would be home more to help Mom with us kids. But he also would take us to his school, Black and Brave, to watch him teach his trade to future wrestlers. But when I turned 14, I joined in on training with the students, learning how to wrestle from my dad and Uncle Marek. But my dad was hesitant at first, but warmed to the idea of his little princess following his lead in wrestling.

Right now I was at the performance center in Orlando. I had a huge match tomorrow night and I wanted to get some extra training in. I was working on my phoenix splashes off the top rope, landing on a matt I set up as my target. I wanted to make sure it was super crisp for tomorrow so I didn’t hurt my opponent. What I didn’t know was that my dad had snuck inside and was watching me practice.

“Nice splash guppy,” I jumped at hearing my dad’s voice from the apron, “You’ve improved a ton since the last time I saw you practicing.”

“Dad,” I got up off the matt and ran over to hug him through the ropes, “I thought you were going to be on the road still and not be here for my match tomorrow.”

“Thea,” my dad cupped my cheeks before kissing my forehead, “I wasn’t going to miss you compete for your first title in NXT for the world. You’ve fought so hard to get here and I’m not missing you holding that title high over the ring. I would be a terrible father if I did.”

This title match I was going into would be my first title in NXT and the WWE. I had won the women’s title back when I was in Ring of Honor. But I also had a very big scare when I was in Ring of Honor. I got injured, bad.

I was competing with an opponent that I was all too familiar with and I was going to go for a springboard knee strike. However, as I launched myself off the rope, I felt a pop and tear in my right knee. After I hit the knee strike, I collapsed into the matt, screaming in pain. My dad was there that night with my mom and had hopped the barricade as the ref called for the match to end. My dad ended up carrying me out of the ring that night and got me to the hospital. I had torn my MCL, ACL, and my meniscus. It was the same injury he had when he was younger. So my dad got me to a great surgeon and helped me recover from my injury.

So when I got back into the ring, I got even stronger and I avoided hurting my knee again. I got to the one place I had always dreamed of getting and I couldn’t afford another injury. Thanks to having my dad as my coach, he helped me stay on track and he even pulled some strings to get me a try out. Safe to say I had killed it and now I was in NXT about to compete in a huge Takeover for the women’s title.

And now I was going to have my dad be there ringside for my match at Takeover for the title. I remember when I was very little, being in the crowd with my mom and brothers, watching my dad fight in a huge title defense and I wanted to have that too. I was more than ready to win this title and be a fighting champion, just like my dad.

“Thea,” my dad broke me out of my thoughts as he got into the ring, “Do you want to spare with me to make sure your ring work is solid for tomorrow?”

“Absolutely,” you beamed at him as you rolled your shoulders to stay loose, “But can you keep up, old man? I might end up running circles around you.”

“Careful,” he looked at me with his signature “dad is trying to be serious” face, “You might be full grown, but I’m still your dad. And I might not be as young as I used to be, but I still got game.”

My dad and I got ready to square up, pacing around the ring staring each other down. I got in close and we locked up in a collar and elbow with him. We made war faces at each other, trying to psyche each other out. I got the upper hand and I got him into a back wristlock. Despite me being shorter than him, I had full control of him.

I was in gorilla, trying to calm my nerves before my match, which was next. My dad was there with me, he was going to be in my corner tonight to play the part of my manager tonight. I wanted him here tonight, standing in my corner, because he had always been there when I was growing up, even if he was miles away or in another country. His love for this business led me to love the business too.

“Relax, guppy,” my dad rubbed my shoulders, trying to calm me down, “You are going to kill it out there. I have all the confidence in the world that you got this in the bag. I mean come on, your dad is ‘The Man’ Seth Rollins.”

“Well I know Linzi Rollins has it,” I shook my head a little, “But little Thea is nervous as hell. I don’t want to get hurt again. That was the worse seven months of my life. And I’m scared it’s going to happen again.”

Soon your music began to play through the arena and you took a deep breath before going through the curtain. You walked out onto the stage, doing your impression of your dad’s entrance with a big smile on your face. You looked back and saw your dad’s face. He was wearing the biggest smile you had ever seen, so full of love and pride in his little girl living her dream.

Once I was in the ring, my dad kissed my cheek before climbing out of the ring and going to stand in my corner. I waited for my opponent to finish making her way to the ring. It was time to kick some ass and win my title.

I started out strong, getting the upper hand several times. I used a lot of my dad’s old moves, I even did a clean springboard knee strike, the same move that injured my knee years prior. I was killing it in the ring, not stopping for a moment. I had a hunger and fire in my belly to be the best wrestler in my division, hell best in the business, because I wanted to make my dad proud.

I was setting up for my signature combo to finish the match. I grabbed my opponent and went to roll her up in a school boy pin. I rolled through the school boy and superkicked her in the face. Once she was starting to get up, I ran into the ropes to build up momentum to deliver a stomp onto my opponent. I connected with her and drove her, face first, into the matt.

I scrambled for the pin and covered my opponent. I was so close to the biggest win of my career. I just had to get this count to be in my favor.

1…

2…

3!

The bell rang and I was in shock. The crowd erupted in cheers. I was already in tears. I looked over to ref as he came over with my title. I took it from him and held it tightly to my chest as I fell back onto the matt. I was sobbing as I stared up at the lights above the ring. I was so overwhelmed by the meaning of this moment. I was so worried I would never get to this point when I blew out my knee. I was so scared my career was going to end before it really got started. But my dad being there for me, every step of the way, helped me get to this point.

“Linzi,” my dad helped me up, wrapping me up in his arms, “Take your victory lap. We can lay around and cry later. Show the world their new NXT women’s champion.”

I broke away from my dad and I ran over to the turnbuckles and climbed up and held my title high over my head, still crying tears of joy. I climbed out of the ring and went up the ramp. I stopped on the stage and held my title up again. I lowered it back down so I could look at it, basking in my win. I then decided to be my father’s daughter and I started to whip it over my head as I spun in a circle. When I stopped I saw my dad at the end of the ramp. He had tears in his eyes. He was always so emotional with us kids, but I think he was truly over the moon with how proud he was of me in this moment.

“I love you Thea,” my dad gushed as we entered the gorilla, “You’ve made me so proud. You deserve this, after all the hard work you’ve put in to get here. Enjoy this, fight for this.”

“Thanks daddy,” you hugged him tightly just as you heard two loud cheering men coming your way.

“Thea is the champ! Thea is the champ,” you turned around to see your “uncles” Dean and Roman coming to join you and your dad.

“We’re proud of you, doll face,” Dean smiled as he hugged you, “You’ve earned this. Enjoy it.”

“Yeah Thea,” Roman took you from Dean and hugged you tight, “We’re all proud of you. You’re going to go places just like your old man. But don’t take this for granted. Enjoy this and defend that title everywhere you go.”

“I plan on it,” you beamed at the Shield, the men that had inspired you to compete in the same business they dominated, “I’m going to be a fighting champion for a long time. I wouldn’t be a Rollins if I didn’t.”

“That’s my girl,” my dad beamed as he took me into his arms one more time, “Now go take get your photoshoot done. Make the world know who the new champion is. Show them that Linzi Rollins runs this place.”

[artemis-crimson]

@onewhoturns tagged me!

1.) Real name: Clara 2.) Nicknames: Arty? 3.) Zodiac Sign: Capricorn! 4.) Gender: Female? 5.) Nursery: Dunno what this mean, it’s a solid word though I guess? 6/10 6.) Primary School: Oh! It’s about what happened when we went to school! Fucking miserable but hey figured out I was bi as all hell  7.) Secondary School: Gee I sure hope so 8.) Hair Color: Dark brown 9.) Long or Short: Short but I’m growing it out again 10.) Loud or Quiet: Loud but it’s funny to walk around for hours and nobody notices you’re there or if you where there and now you’ve been missing for ages 11.) Sweats or Jeans: Fuck pants dude, skirts. I wear skirts 12.) Phone or Camera: Phone! My camera is old and fills up fast 13.) Health Freak: I’m here for a good time not a long time 14.) Drink or Smoke: Unfortunately 15.) Do You Have A Crush On Someone: Yeah! I have a girlfriend, I love her! 16.) Political orientation: Left? Society is to serve humanity, governments exists to protect their people, everyone deserves a fair chance, ect? 17.) Piercings: I’ve just got my ears pierced but microdermal piercings are kinda really pretty too 18.) Tattoos: Also pretty but piercings are better cause they fucking sparkle, look at that there’s fucking metal in your skin and you can have cute things or fucking gems attached  HAVE YOU EVER [BEEN IN]: 19.) Airplane: Fuck yeah! And a helicopter! I love flying! 20.) Car *Accident*: A truck bumped me once? 21.) Fist Fight: Several! Many? More sanctioned ones than just brawling and I think that’s rather mature of me FIRSTS: 22.) First piercing: Ears 23.) First Best Friend: A girl named Olivia! I’ve known her since kindergarten and we’re still friends 24.) First Instrument played: I played the xylaphone and glockenspiel at school and I was the worst at it 25.) First award: I won a medal for the best grades in the worst class in high school, I’m only counting the things I actually worked for and not participation or consolation prizes cause y’know, they don’t count 26.) First Crush: In retrospect probably one of my friends from when I was little and clueless but first one from post oh shit I’m queer realization is said girlfriend 27.) First Language: English. 28.) First Big Vacation: I went to Hawaii with my whole family on my mums side (and my dad) for my oma and opa’s anniversary  LASTS: 29.) Last Person you talked to: My little sister! 30.) Last Person You Texted: Ana! who is the girlfriend I keep mentioning 31.) Last Person You Watched: I was watching Prey stuff to reference something earlier? Last human would also be my sister who I watched get a blanket for the plus nineteen degrees celsius heat the absolute madwoman 32.) Last Food You Ate: Pizza! meaty meat pizza 32.) Last Movie You Watched: Infinity war unfortunately, I wanted to see the moon throwing scene so I skipped through everything for that. 34.) Last Song You listened to: Bad Believer by St Vincent 35.) Last Thing You Bought: Poutine and bubble tea 36.) Last Person You Hugged: This is depressing, I don’t know. Does my PC count? I needed to adjust it again and that’s the last thing of any importance I’ve touched in a while now soooo FAVES: 37.) Food: Chocolate! Fish! Meat! Bread! Sugar! Curry! Ice cream! 38.) Drinks: TEA! Hot Chocolate! Milk! Horchata! Bubble tea! Soda! Port! 39.) Clothing: Comfortable skirts and t shirts with hoodies/sweaters and fuzzy leggings and scarves but it’s too warm for that 40.) Book: Tin Star by Cecil Castellucci 41.) Color: Purple! especially lavender 42.) Flower: Also lavender  43.) Music: Miracle of Sound! he’s got lots of different genres, Hozier and Seeming are great too and a bunch of video game soundtracks are great too 44.) Movie: Pacific Rim I think 46.) Subjects: Science! I want to know how everything and everyone works and then I want to help all of it

IN THE PAST YEAR I… 47.) [ ] Kissed in the rain 48.) [ ] Celebrated Halloween. 49.) [ ] Had Your Heart Broken 50.) [x] Went Over the Minutes on Your Cell Phone  51.) [x] Someone Questioned Your Sexual Orientation. It’s a constant state of denial babe 52.) [x] Used a Weapon Technically 53.) [x] Breathed fire I inhaled a candle flame that count? 54.) [ ] Had an Abortion 55.) [x] Done something you’ve Regretted   56.) [ ] Broke a Promise 57.) [x] Kept a Secret 58.) [x] Pretended To Be Happy 59.) [ ] Met Someone Who Changed Your Life 60.) [ ] Pretended To Be Sick 61.) [ ] Left The Country 62.) [ ] Tried something you normally wouldn’t like, and liked it. 63.) [x] Cried Over The Silliest Thing 64.) [x] Ran a Mile 65.) [ ] Went To the Beach 66.) [ ] Stayed Single CURRENTLY: 67.) Eating: Avoiding sleep 68.) Drinking: Oolong tea 69.) Getting Ready To: Sleep 70.) Listening To: I did forget to change this whoops, I’m listening to this https://youtu.be/4MN8gw6S4kM 71.) Plans For Tomorrow/Today: Berry farm trip! 72.) Waiting For: Sleep YOUR FUTURE: 73.) Want Kids: Not especially? I don’t think I’d be good at it 74.) Want To Get Married: Yeah! I’m sappy and it’s useful incase someone is hospitalized or for taxes or wills or visas which is less sappy and more practical but is there anything more romantic than making sure your partner has safety nets and an easier life? Huh? 75.) Careers in minds: I want to help people, I just don't know how yet? WHICH IS BETTER ON A GIRL/GUY: (again blatant nb/gq/ag exclusion) ON A PERSON/PARTNER: 76.) Lips or Eyes: ...Eyes? 77.) Shorter or Taller: All the same to me? 78.) Romantic or Spontaneous: This is vague and weird really, like what if you think romance is spontaneity? however since it’s capitalized I’m assuming you mean like the Romance period and I think that’s pretty good 79.) Nice Stomach or Nice Arms: Also weird! who wants their partner to get sick? I don’t want them to get sick? Arms are for holding, stomachs are for eating these things are not related  80.) Sensitive or Loud: None of these questions make any fucking sense 81.) Hook-up Or Relationship: Relationship? 82.) Troublemaker or Hesitant: These things are not mutually exclusive either HAVE YOU EVER: 83.) Lost Glasses/Contacts: My glasses once got smacked off my face with a boom and into a reservoir 84.) Ran Away From Home: Nope 85.) Held A Weapon, For Self Defense: I do not believe it has been self defence technically no 86.) Killed Somebody: I’m onto you you dirty cops 87.) Broken Someone’s Heart: Sure hope not! 88.) Been Arrested: Can’t catch meeeeee DO YOU BELIEVE IN: 90.) Yourself: I am here, I am trying, I am failing, I will try again or I will die, there’s no belief involved 91.) Miracles: Sort of? Not really? I don’t think the universe is going to make anything happen for a reason kind or cruel 92.) Love at First Sight: No, love needs you to know someone 93.) Heaven: Nope! 94.) Santa Claus: Nope? Never have, wrong cultures for Santa  95.) Easter Bunny: Nope, wrong cultures again 96.) Magic: I’m not sure, insufficient evidence ANSWER TRUTHFULLY: 97.) Is There One Person You Wanna Be With, Right Now: Yes! Cause I’m taken! Am dating! Have girlfriend, I’m girlfriend! It’s great! 98.) Are You Seriously Happy With Where You Are, In Life: Nope! Can’t remember ever being truly seriously happy but that’s alright though cause nothing lasts forever and either I’ll get around to it eventually or I just won’t? No point in worrying 99.) Are You Happy With The Person You’re With: Also yes! Incredibly! I try to not get started cause I’m told I can be insufferable about it but so very very happy 100.) Post as 100 Truths and Tag five People: this is more 99 truths ain’t it, so here’s the last one, I am constantly terrified my plants will die but act tough in front of them cause someone has to not wilt under pressure 

@alienhazy, @nightcoreapologist, @kajafrompluto, @criticalrolo, @elvenorc

[kylorenpunk]

Well I challenged @masonjar828 to do this ask meme like 200 years ago and he challenged me back but I’ve been busy so here we are. 

200: My crush’s name is: don’t have one. men suck. 199: I was born in: Mickey Mouse’s lair aka Orlando 198: I am really: trying not to make a self deprecating joke rn 197: My cellphone company is: Not being disclosed bc I don’t need stalkers 196: My eye color is: brown 195: My shoe size is: 8. I’m pretty sure I’m supposed to be taller than I am bc of that shoe size 194: My ring size is: Uh no idea. Maybe 9? 193: My height is: Five foot three inches 192: I am allergic to: A couple of antibiotics but that’s it  191: My 1st car was: 1995 Honda Accord. RIP Goldeen. 190: My 1st job was: Technically I was an assistant for an occupational therapy clinic that paid me under the table. My first paid job was a pool attendant for a hotel.  189: Last book you read: My professor’s shitty textbook.  188: My bed is: currently unmade.  187: My pet: doesn’t exist. Bro is allergic to the entire animal kingdom 186: My best friend: I have multiple and love them all very much  185: My favorite shampoo is: Just recently bought a new shampoo from OGX (coconut curls I think?)  184: Xbox or ps3: xbox 183: Piggy banks are: Not a bad concept. I have upgraded to using mason jars to save money  182: In my pockets: Not wearing pockets atm. Usually I only carry my phone tho 181: On my calendar: Is a bunch of doctor’s appointments 180: Marriage is: Fantastic with the right person 179: Spongebob can: ??? do whatever he wants? idk what op was thinking 178: My mom: is great and shouldn’t have to deal with my shit 177: The last three songs I bought were? I haven’t bought music in over two years. Spotify is my life. 176: Last YouTube video watched: I watch so many a day that I forgot what I last watched.  175: How many cousins do you have? 5 on paternal side. 3 on maternal. But I’m hispanic so it’s def more than immediate family  174: Do you have any siblings? 1 and he’s a pain but I love him 173: Are your parents divorced? nope. fun fact. I used to think divorce was normal as a child and wondered when I would get a second set of parents.  172: Are you taller than your mom? No I’m like 4 inches shorter 171: Do you play an instrument? is mayonnaise an instrument 170: What did you do yesterday? future job training and watched my brother [ I Believe In ] 169: Love at first sight: Lust at first sight  168: Luck: kinda 167: Fate: sure 166: Yourself: a lot more than I used to  165: Aliens: why not 164: Heaven: in a way 163: Hell: sure 162: God: the catholic in me says yes 161: Horoscopes: yes and no  160: Soul mates: tough question. 21 year old me would have said yes. 23 me is on the fence. Maybe for other people but I don’t really believe it for myself.  159: Ghosts: I love ghost walks so I hope they’re real 158: Gay Marriage: Of fucking course 157: War: No 156: Orbs: Isn’t this the same as ghosts? 155: Magic: No  [ This or That ] 154: Hugs or Kisses: Either one has it’s benefits 153: Drunk or High: Never been high so I guess drunk  152: Phone or Online: they mean the same thing now 151: Red heads or Black haired: dark hair 150: Blondes or Brunettes: brunettes 149: Hot or cold: hot  148: Summer or winter: summer 147: Autumn or Spring: spring 146: Chocolate or vanilla: depends. rn I want vanilla 145: Night or Day: day 144: Oranges or Apples: oranges 143: Curly or Straight hair: doesn’t matter. I feel more myself with straight hair tho 142: McDonalds or Burger King: mcdonald’s  141: White Chocolate or Milk Chocolate: milk  140: Mac or PC: pc. Apple is a peice of shit.  139: Flip flops or high heals: heals 138: Ugly and rich OR sweet and poor: this is a weird question 137: Coke or Pepsi: depends on whether it’s a can, glass or on ice 136: Hillary or Obama: lol was this made in 2008 135: Burried or cremated: not sure. i wanna say burried tho 134: Singing or Dancing: I’m bad at both 133: Coach or Chanel:  neither 132: Kat McPhee or Taylor Hicks: who 131: Small town or Big city: small town 130: Wal-Mart or Target: target  129: Ben Stiller or Adam Sandler: ben stiller 128: Manicure or Pedicure: pedicure. my hands never last 127: East Coast or West Coast: east  126: Your Birthday or Christmas: christmas bc I can see my family 125: Chocolate or Flowers: flowers 124: Disney or Six Flags: six flags despite the fact that i’ve never been 123: Yankees or Red Sox: I don’t give a shit about sports [ Here’s What I Think About ] 122: War: dumb 121: George Bush: dumb 120: Gay Marriage: I’m hoping for a day where the LGBTQ+ community is no longer discrimated against 119: The presidential election: dumb 118: Abortion: No woman should be denied a right to abortion  117: MySpace: yeah this was made in 2008 116: Reality TV: dumb 115: Parents: great wonderful  114: Back stabbers: dumb 113: Ebay: useful 112: Facebook: kinda useful 111: Work: a necessity 110: My Neighbors: I don’t talk to them 109: Gas Prices: could be lower 108: Designer Clothes: I don’t care 107: College: a scam but education is worth it 106: Sports: depends on the sport 105: My family: great wonderful 104: The future: idk [ Last time I ] 103: Hugged someone: yesterday 102: Last time you ate: when I started this thing 101: Saw someone I haven’t seen in awhile: last month 100: Cried in front of someone: Two weeks ago 99: Went to a movie theater: going tonight 98: Took a vacation: three years ago. going soon tho 97: Swam in a pool: I don’t even remember.  96: Changed a diaper: never 95: Got my nails done: a year and a half ago 94: Went to a wedding: a year and a half ago 93: Broke a bone: never 92: Got a peircing: three years ago 91: Broke the law: probs when I was underage drinking 90: Texted: yesterday [ MISC ] 89: Who makes you laugh the most: all of my friends 88: Something I will really miss when I leave home is: free food and family 87: The last movie I saw: toy story 4 86: The thing that I’m looking forward to the most: starting my career job 85: The thing im not looking forward to: taxes being taken out of my paycheck 84: People call me: Karina, Kari or Rina 83: The most difficult thing to do is: let go of someone in your life 82: I have gotten a speeding ticket: nope 81: My zodiac sign is: cancer 80: The first person i talked to today was: no one. Update my boss just called lol 79: First time you had a crush: 1st grade lmao 78: The one person who i can’t hide things from: myself 77: Last time someone said something you were thinking: uh recently I think  76: Right now I am talking to: Romantic? no one Normally? No one lmao  75: What are you going to do when you grow up: I’m grown but I’m not disclosing my job on here 74: I have/will get a job: already have one 73: Tomorrow: I’m working 72: Today: I’m cleaning 71: Next Summer: No idea 70: Next Weekend: no idea 69: I have these pets: no I don’t 68: The worst sound in the world: styrofoam 67: The person that makes me cry the most is: my mother 66: People that make you happy: family and friends 65: Last time I cried: Thursday 64: My friends are: cool great wonderful 63: My computer is: working 62: My School: I’m graduated 61: My Car: I need to wash today 60: I lose all respect for people who: have no respect 59: The movie I cried at was: toy story 4 58: Your hair color is: brown 57: TV shows you watch: Sabrina, jane the virgin 56: Favorite web site: twitter 55: Your dream vacation: new york 54: The worst pain I was ever in was: wisdom teeth 53: How do you like your steak cooked: medium rare 52: My room is: a mess 51: My favorite celebrity is: chris evans 50: Where would you like to be: on vacation 49: Do you want children: yes 48: Ever been in love: three times. Ironically only one was with someone I actually dated 47: Who’s your best friend: I have multiple 46: More guy friends or girl friends: good mixture of both 45: One thing that makes you feel great is: makeup 44: One person that you wish you could see right now: a few 43: Do you have a 5 year plan: hell no 42: Have you made a list of things to do before you die: not a physical list 41: Have you pre-named your children: kinda 40: Last person I got mad at: no disclosing 39: I would like to move to: the smokey mountains 38: I wish I was a professional: MUA [ My Favorites ] 37: Candy: lifesaver gummies 36: Vehicle: hondas 35: President: obama 34: State visited: TN 33: Cellphone provider: ATT 32: Athlete: n/a 31: Actor: i can’t choose 30: Actress: cant choose 29: Singer: can’t choose 28: Band: currently little mix 27: Clothing store: rip charolette russe 26: Grocery store: publix is the only acceptable floridian answer 25: TV show: jane the virgin 24: Movie: high school musical 23: Website: twitter 22: Animal: meerkat 21: Theme park: busch gardens 20: Holiday: halloween 19: Sport to watch: soccer  18: Sport to play: none 17: Magazine: n/a 16: Book: eragon 15: Day of the week: friday 14: Beach: n/a 13: Concert attended: hannah montana? 12: Thing to cook: beans 11: Food: rice 10: Restaurant: taco bell 9: Radio station: n/a 8: Yankee candle scent: n/a 7: Perfume: anything fruity 6: Flower: rose? 5: Color: pink or blue 4: Talk show host: ellen 3: Comedian: n/a 2: Dog breed:  black lab 1: Did you answer all these truthfully?  wouldn’t you like to know

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April’s Dream House

Back when Aqua Teen Hunger Force was on the air, I thought about how to create a sardonic animated comedy for adults that centered around female characters, possibly even having no male characters, the way that ATHF had no female characters. My high concept was a Barbie doll who has to open up her home to an assortment of other toys, where behind the scenes presumably a little girl with a very dark sense of humor was telling these stories.

Eventually I added male characters, and gave up on the dream of making it an animation, since I can’t draw and I don’t really have access to people who can who have time to do something like this. I still kind of hope to make it a comic book or something like that, though, because this would be funnier if it’s visual.

Anyway, I’ve decided to post what I have of the concept because I think it’s funny.

Cast:

April (April and Friends) (Based on Barbie)

Sheonte (Divazz) (based on Bratz)

Catrina (Weargirls) (Based on Monster High)

Kerry Kitty/Kelly Kitty (Japanese mascot character, Kerry/Kelly Kitty and Friends) (Based on Hello Kitty)

Cherry Blossom (Best Pony Friends) (Based on My Little Pony)

Doktor Zapp (Playstuf mad scientist lab set) (based on Playmobil)

Lovey (an elderly, non-franchised, stuffed puppy)

Emily Egg (Emily Egg, line of small baby dolls with furniture) (based on Penelope Peapod)

Chad (April and Friends) (Based on Ken from Barbie)

Steve (Real American Heroes) (based on GI Joe)

Meet April. One of America’s most beloved celebrities, April has been, over the course of her lengthy career, a nurse, a neurosurgeon, an astronaut, a firefighter, a rocket scientist, CEO of a company, owner of a restaurant, a police detective, a model, a rock star, and an actress. Also, a mother figure to her three younger sisters, Betty, Courtney and Madison. (One wonders where her mom is.) But the sad secret to April’s incredibly varied career is that she is too big of an asshole to keep a job. She’s incredibly smart, sarcastic, and cruel to anyone she thinks is intellectually or socially beneath her, which is everyone. She’s also addicted to uppers, and doesn’t sleep, like, ever.

Though she’s remarkably talented, her equal talent for pissing people off has gotten her blacklisted from several industries lately, and so, facing foreclosure on her magnificent Dream House mansion, April is forced to… ugh… take in housemates.  Thus, the plot of April’s Dream House begins with April reluctantly inviting others into her home to help her pay the mortgage.

Appearance: White, tall, long blonde hair, blue eyes. Wears a lot of classic fashion, rich white lady from old money type stuff. Also a lot of things like sparkling white tennis outfits and the like. Huge boobs, tiny waist.

Housemates at April’s Dream House include:

Sheonte: Part of the Divazz team of fashion designers, journalists and adventurers, but the Divazz have broken up recently, the result of internal lawsuits and sexual shenanigans involving each other’s husbands. The Divazz and April’s entourage considered each other top competitors ten years ago, to the point of being at “war”, so Sheonte and April kind of low-key hate each other, but Sheonte needs a place to live ever since she caught her husband Jax having sex with her best friend Vivi, attacked them both brutally with her shoes and then ran into the night screaming. Jax has chosen not to press charges but has a restraining order against Sheonte, so she’s sort of stuck looking for a place to live, and all her other friends have taken Vivi’s side.

Appearance: Black, shorter than April, has a big beautiful fro that she occasionally does up in dreads. Very urban style, hip-hop look, also wears shoes with absolutely ridiculous spiked heels. Does not have as exaggerated a figure as April. When she is first introduced, she has no feet, since she attacked her friend and her husband with her shoes and Divazz’s shoes are part of their feet, but she acquires a wide assortment of feet very quickly.

Catrina: The Weargirls were top fashion models who all happened to be animal shapeshifters. Catrina, to no one’s surprise, is a cat. She thinks she’s supposed to live up to this, frequently making cat puns and throwing random meows into her conversation. Catrina thinks she’s tough, but really isn’t. Tries to start shit with her housemates. April and Sheonte bond over how immature she is and how the Weargirls are total ripoffs of their own thing. Catrina decided to move in because none of the Weargirls have a dream house; the best they’ve got is Batrice’s creepy mansion (Batrice being a bat shapeshifter, and also a vampire. With vampire parents.)

Appearance: Long, straight black hair. Body and face design is “race-coded” to look Latina, but she has tabby markings on her skin and cat eyes and ears.

Kerry/Kelly Kitty: Kelly herself refers to herself as Kerry and Kelly interchangeably. Kerry is a Japanese mascot character who is a cat. She is a white cat with a smile who is often seen doing the maneki neko beckon thing with her paw; is only vaguely anthro in that she is bipedal and has a much bigger head in comparison to body than a cat (or than a human, or a human doll). Kelly is very amiable and friendly, but is tired of having her life micromanaged by her agents. She is a huge celebrity in Japan, but less well known in the US, and is thrilled that sometimes people don’t know who she is. Has a pet named Chibineko, which she freely admits is a ridiculous name (it means “little cat”; apparently her American agents stuck her with the name. She wanted to name it Unagi, because it squirms out of her vaguely anthro arms like a little eel.) Catrina often tries to pick fights with her because “catfight”, but Kerry just laughs.

Appearance: Is a bipedal white cat with a really big head. Mostly dresses in a very casual style but has a bunch of kimonos from home she likes to wear around the house when she feels like being comfy. Never wears shoes. Has cat feet and paws, but somehow manages opposable thumb tasks. Unlike the real Hello Kitty, Kelly does in fact have a mouth.

Cherry Blossom: Is a pony. Pink, with a white mane that’s tied up with a big pink flower hair clip. Cherry Blossom comes from a land of friendship and sharing, and is a bit miffed that in this new world she has to give pony rides and act in stupid Disney movies to make a living. She’s kind of bitter because she was flung into another dimension years ago and none of her so called friends have come to rescue her. And by kind of bitter, I mean she’s a giant bitch.

Doktor Zapp: Rents the basement, which he’s converted into his new lab. Doktor Zapp is rather resentful that he’s been cast as some sort of malevolent mad scientist, performing horrible experiments on the human body, when all he wants to do is create the perfect cyborg. His previous lab got trashed by a twenty-foot-tall dog that chewed on most of the lab equipment; he barely got away with his life by hiding under a gigantic couch. Now he’s trying to rebuild his life. He does government contracting for a living.

Appearance: Smaller than all the others because he’s a playset action figure. White hair in a bowl cut, pale skin, dark glasses he never takes off. Always seen in a lab coat, green shirt and black pants.

Lovey: Is a hound dog. A stuffed puppy that was adorable once, but now she’s elderly, her coat patchy and fraying, stuffing leaking, one eye pointing in a different direction than the other. Lovey’s kind of perpetually sad because her owner went to high school and started ignoring her, and then went away to college and never came back.

Emily Egg: Is a baby doll, but close to the same size as the fashion dolls, just proportioned like a baby. Emily doesn’t talk much, and when she does, it’s kind of baby babble, but she is friendly and cheerful. Has sort of latched onto April as a quasi mother figure. Is also great friends with Lovey. Emily sleeps in an egg-shaped basket.

Chad: Is April’s “boyfriend”. He’s handsome, stylish and romantic, and very gentlemanly; he’s never pushed her to have sex. He’s a model, an actor, and the lead singer of a teen-beloved boyband. He’s also completely and totally gay, and April is the only one who doesn’t know it, but he is afraid of ruining his career if he comes out because he works for Disney-esque child-friendly networks.

Steve: Is April’s other boyfriend, the one she is cheating on Chad with. Steve is an ex-Marine, smart, tough and rugged. He’s also bi. He knows of Chad’s existence but thinks Chad is a jerk for not coming out to April and breaking up with her, because he, like everyone on the planet but April, knows that Chad is gay. When he actually meets Chad, he finds to his shock that he actually likes the guy. Steve and Chad both end up breaking up with April and marrying each other; she gets to be Best Woman. April remains friends with them both but cries a lot about the whole thing.

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Jordan Peterson, Joe Rogan, and my brother...

Edit: 

Tl;dr: Jordan Peterson’s self-empowerment does not apply to those who are addicted to drugs and are currently living in abusive households. It’s okay to give people a lending hand when they ask. Telling them to go to a doctor and get a job when they explain their struggles, how they are broken and don’t know how to go to a doctor and get a job. For several years. Is not the best course of action. 

It’s impossible to know what it’s like to be poor when you will never have to worry about it because your parents planned for your life properly and especially when your parents have hurt and manipulated you for years.

My oldest brother has told me to check out Jordan Peterson. I’ve known about him for a while. I used to be really into Joe Rogan and UFC, but I am no longer a fan and am actually embarrassed I used to like him. 2010-2017 . I listened to him some more today. He preached about how men need to forge their own path because no one is going to do it for them. That’s great advice. It’s empowering. Especially if you’re a small man with no father, which is why I feel this hits home with my oldest brother.  He’s short for a guy. 5f5-t6. He says 5ft8. Probably in shoes. Because every 5ft10 guy claims to be 6ft and it makes for awkward situations. I don’t condone insulting someone for their height. It’s something I’ve personally never worried about, because I’ve never had to. He has. It’s a struggle for a lot of shorter people and I understand this. I never really thought of him as short. When, I do, it explains the behavior in a way that I may be onto something.  We’ve had mutual friends, but he has always had different rules for us. He’s stricter with us. We don’t talk about our feelings. He’s in charge. He claims he’s always busy. He has worked at a used video game store in a part-time capacity while attending school for 20+. 3 kids, divorced. I had my grasp on millions of dollars. I touched mountain tops and gorgeous women on 100ft yachts. I did this coming from nothing and working an entry-level retail job. I met so many people who don’t have to worry about money it warped my perspective greatly. 

My Dad more or less disowned my oldest brother as a bastard child and treated him harsh early-on. Perhaps he sees my suffering as validation of his decision to move out. I’ve tried relating to him on my Father’s abuse and multiple hobbies. Cycling, guitar, video games, music. He’s not interested. 

He refuses to show any sort of compassion or empathy towards me. “Man, just look at him. He’s so bitter and resentful of anyone who is more successful or wealthier than him. He’s like a biker now. That’s why you don’t do drugs.”. It’s never too late to start. I have told him that. I can recall 2 times I have hung out with him in the last 10 years. His boundaries make for a shitty relationship.   Jordan Peterson was addicted to Xanax. When I hear him speak. I hear the same excuses every junkie makes. Instead of going through withdrawal and a taper. He went to Russia and received a treatment he couldn’t get in other countries. He was put into a coma for over 8 days. When I went through xanax withdrawal, I was also addicted to heroin. Nearly died from seizures. I had a broken jaw the entire time, I spent 7 days in ICU. 3 days in a psych ward AFTER that. I hadn’t made a mention of suicide since the first or second day. I refused to be admitted to the psych ward several times. They told me I had to sign the papers or the police were coming in. This was the only defiant act other than when I first woke up in the ICU after the seizure. 

My jaw was shifted several inches and locked open. I couldn’t close my mouth for 10 days. I chewed with my tongue and top teeth. Because the inside of my cheek was pinched between my teeth, cut open, and infected.  Every time I talked. I chewed on the inside of my cheek.   I received no pain killers. I went to an oral surgeon at a dental college, with no anesthetic he snapped my jaw back in place. It took several minutes and another injection of lidocaine and cold spray. It didn’t help much. I was screaming. 

After this. The abuse of my father continued. I also ran out of SSRI’s after 3 months of venlafaxine. SSRI withdrawal was new to me. I experienced it from December 2019-March 2020. I experienced a vertigo like sensation when I turned my head. It almost sounded like Star Wars blasters because there was high frequency ringing in my ears and the pitch would change when I turned my head. My vision felt a little warped too. I believe this sensation is what is commonly referred to as “brain zaps”. 

I can already hear Jordan Peterson’s excuses. “But I help save people’s lives!” “I am different.” “I am the exception.”. It’s the same excuses every junkie who doesn’t like admitting mistakes makes. The first comment on the Jordan Peterson video I watched where he talks about the horrors of Xanax. It says “We love you Jordan, get well soon Brother!”.  It’s a cult-like group now. Pushing books, health pills, blenders. Whatever they can hock to people in order to keep their lifestyles up.  My first thought. Ha, that’s probably my brother. He’s never said anything like that to me before. 

Never. It’s not required. But it doesn’t exist between us. Never has. I tried to correct that and told him I liked how the families I met elsewhere acted towards each other and he agreed. Especially as his divorce and my moving back home coincided. I saw this as an opportunity to get to know him better. We did several things together but the kids were always there. It quickly became a chore. I made it clear several times that I had issues I wanted to address and speak about regarding my health and safety. Involving my parents. Involving my lungs, and living situation. I just wanted someone to talk to. I made that clear. Anyone. My middle brother is too shy and dumb to comprehend the big brain level I operate at. He’ll get triggered.  “Yeah dude, you should find a wife who will pay for your shit and work part-time for a poverty wage while being a part-time stay at home Dad.”. Knock’er up 3-4 times and complain about being poor when you have no career or college education until your mid 40′s. Yeah dude, you’re doing it all wrong. Just do it right!”.

I felt like some of the girls I dated, would’ve been into marriage. But seriously, I was so awkward around girls until my mid-20′s. No confidence that I was attractive or that a lot of the girls I was friend-zoning myself in wanted to fuck like porn stars. Or your heads on my lap?

I didn’t want to marry Lauren. I thought she was too beautiful and talented to be influenced by my negativity. That’s honestly what I told myself when I stayed up, watched her sleep, to make sure she was still breathing. I haven’t really written about her yet. It’s going to be tough. 

He’s not a trashy person or a mean person by any means. He’s always been a smug little prick, with a holier than thou. Despite having the same hobbies. He never invited me or accepted my invitations. I think it’s weird. You’re my brother. Stop being so weird about everything and put your guard down for a second. Take-off the lifts. Everyone knows. 

I never put much thought into how being short could have an impact in our relationship. But with all of the Joe Rogan memes about how he over-compensates for his small stature by framing shots with furniture. I realized that my brother does over-compensate for his lack of height.  I think most smaller men do. There’s nothing wrong with that, except for the overly macho way Rogan talks about how someone who is insecure about their height needs to conquer their inner-bitch and start a podcast. Channel the “violence” in your DNA as he has.  He’s being a hypocrite. The dude is on so many drugs and hormones, his head increased 3x. Good for him, right? Except the dude tells millions of cult-like followers that hormones are fucked up. The fake-it until you make-it attitude is selfish and shallow. The average person interprets that as, “It’s okay to lie, cheat, and steal, as long as you make money.” “Be selfish, it’s the best way, when it benefits you! Socialism is good?”. Sending me mixed signals.

Seems like he only cares because he realizes it makes him hypocritical and I feel Joe Rogan is overly-sensitive about anything that could make him appear as homosexual.  So, that’s where the attraction in these leaders of men who don’t feel powerful, didn’t have fathers, and feel abandoned in the world are attracted to people like this. They seek guidance and found it.  I simply want to seek guidance from my friends and family. I don’t have friends and I don’t have family.  I should’ve shacked up with a wealthy girl in Colorado when I had the chance, right?. I thought that was such a shallow and shitty way to think. My parents would always say that. But, I chose to continue valuing making my own path. My brothers actually tried to hurt me during this time and that’s the only time they have done so. I think they were jealous that I was living on my own. I was struggling and poor. But I was doing it. I am capable.  Going down the path of addiction. I’ve been through heroin withdrawal 50-100 times. I chipped and shot up, used daily when I could. Got sick when I couldn’t. Benzos twice. SSRI’s once.  It’s similar to how someone who will never run out of money or be in a position such as yourself. Telling you to get a job and go to the doctor. After everything I just wrote(I don’t expect many, if anyone to read this and likely dismiss me as a severely disturbed individual to be avoided.). Keep in mind. A lot of the abuse from my parents, happened leading up to and AFTER my most recent suicide attempt. Calling me fat happened 5 months after I was released. I asked my Dad to stop calling me names “worthless fat piece of shit” or laugh when I’m making food. He knows I have a history of cutting and getting bullied. He’s just ignorant.  That’s why it’s weird to see him with such low energy and I feel there is something going on with him health wise. He is incapable of being nice for some reason. So, he is just not going to speak to me now. That is better. I wish he could just understand, admit his mistakes, and move on. That’s a trend in my family. No one admits mistakes. These people snap and go crazy rather than admit any sort of mistake. I used to be like that when I was younger. But I snapped out of it when I was around ~20yrs olds thanks to hallucinogenic drugs.  Alright, that’s enough. If I ever lose my vocal chords due to the throat cancer I likely have. At least I’m a decent enough writer. I could condense this greatly, by not rambling and getting my point across in a formatted/concise manner.  Typing and writing keep my fingers nimble. I started playing acoustic guitar last week. First time in a year or so. I might upload something.

[waynct]

unplanned

kyungsoo x female reader

word count: 5381 i’ve given up on writing short one-shots genre: fluff + (a lil) angst warnings: cussing, violence, suggested harrassment, mentions of blood note: i might do a second part if people like it enough? i was thinking of adding smut but i didn’t want it to be too long! so let me know if you want a part two!

requested by @akutagawahakuryuunosuke - i hope this is okay!

It was the start of the same season that repeated every year. Not anything like winter or spring, but wedding season. You knew that people told themselves they would have their weddings at all different times, but that was never the case. People were predictable. They wanted weddings with soft lighting in cute little chapels, extravagant ones that looked more like the quinceañeras you’d planned in your career’s beginning, sometimes they wanted private ceremonies with a few people gathered in a forest clearing, and sometimes they yearned for everyone to know; these were the celebrity weddings you’d had the pleasure of planning- and attending. In the few years you’d been planning the events, you’d picked up more attention than you’d thought you would, more emails flooding your inbox than you could reply to. People knew you as a fierce competitor in the wedding planning industry, even if it meant taking on more than you could handle.

When your most recent client had contacted you, the only reason her email stood out was because she’d pasted flower symbols before and after her name. It had been a slow year for weddings, so you clicked on the cutely decorated email. She wanted something big, ‘but not too big’, pretty, ‘but modest’, and expensive, ‘but not going over my budget’. She was a lot like most of the people who contacted you for their events, but you weren’t so used to talking to the people who were the focus of the event, so the request from the bride interested you. Fingers flew across the keyboard after you decided to reply to her- Do (Soon to be Tran- as she kept repeating in the single paragraph) Eunha. It was cute that she was so exited for the wedding, and you began to imagine what the couple looked like before you planned to meet them on the appointment typed into the box on your screen, as you always had, even throughout your years as a planner.

  The day of your meeting, your legs were crossed over one another while you waited for the happy fiancée and her mother outside of the small café you made most of your appointments at. You were a little disappointed to not be able to meet the groom yet, often the chemistry between two partners that you took on helped decide certain aspects of the wedding sometimes people didn’t think about. She’d insisted giving you her personal phone number over the time you had been emailing, and from the peppy way she spoke over the phone you had a feeling she’d at least be fun to work with. A few minutes past the time you’d specified passed, and your leg began shaking impatiently, foot tapping the ground, eyes scanning the area every few moments. Even though she was a few years younger than you, you hadn’t expected her to be late. As you were considering pulling out your phone to call Eunha, a squeal erupted from behind you and you almost fell out of your seat at the sheer pitch of the sound. You already knew from the familiar way she piped her words at you over the phone that it was the bride, and got up out of your seat before being nearly tackled to the ground. After you recovered yourself and what pride you could manage, your eyes flicked over the two of them, correct in at least the fact that they were both beautiful- the bride almost looking like she could be a model despite her shorter stature. Eunha had long, raven hair that that brushed against her hips when she glanced toward her mother; milky white skin contrasting against the depth of the brown in her large monolidded eyes. Her mother shared the same features, only her hair had begun to streak with strands of silver- a look she pulled off quite well. Eunha pushed a slender arm toward you to happily pat you on the shoulder. “It’s so nice to meet you in person finally, Y/N! I’m Eunha, as you know, and this is my mom, Hyejin, and we’re so so so happy to be here! I’m so sorry about being late- we were trying to get our-“ she continued to drill you with quick, enthusiastic words that were coming out of her mouth almost too fast to process, but it only a took a moment for her mother to step in after seeing your obviously flustered features. “What my daughter is trying to say, is, the singer we had lined up for the wedding had a family emergency and had to drop the event.” You briskly nodded at her, glad that at least one of them didn’t run on a motor. “It’s alright. I have a few people I know that can fill in the spot.” Her daughter spoke up again, seemingly taking the hint to chill out a little from the slower way her mother talked. “Actually, my cousin is visiting here close to the time of my wedding! He agreed to let me pay him to perform there. He’s usually.. not so great to hang around, but his vocals are so pretty, I absolutely must have him sing on my big day.” She seemed to brighten even more at the last two words, reminding you of a little girl thinking about getting married in the future. Marriage wasn’t something you ever wanted for yourself, as dreamy as some of the grooms seemed in their suits waiting for their partners with love in their eyes, or as beautiful as the occasional bride looked walking the aisle. One reason was the fact that you were 25 years old and had only found one boy back in high school that was up to your very high standards, and the other reason was that you weren’t sure if anyone could put up with you for the rest of your lives- if you found someone. “That’s fine. Some people say the same thing about me.” After you spoke the two of them smiled broadly as if they knew that fact, and had managed to win a prize. You were in high demand, but you never imagined people would want you to work with them so bad. “Anyway..” You spoke again, guiding them over to the booth you’d been sitting in. “Let’s talk about what kind of theme you’d like.”

The time passed quickly. Eunha wanted to get married in 5 months’ time from the day you had met, and the closer the wedding day got, the more nervous you both became. Some brides turned into pots of boiling rage in the days before their weddings, and you weren’t sure whether Eunha’s sweet personality would stay sweet. So far, she had only snapped at you once, but it wasn’t completely her fault, so you brushed it off; the poor girl had been dieting and exercising like crazy, even though her form had already seemed ideal when the two of you met for the first time. It was understandable that she would be a little tense, considering it’d been a while since she’d had any carbs. You’d be the same way if you couldn’t eat whatever you wanted.

One thing about the situation was a bit off to you, but you took the excuses and ignored the fact that you hadn’t met the groom yet. He always seemed to be busy, never showing up to any of the appointments you and Eunha made. She insisted he was a great guy- but you were beginning to doubt it.

Two days before the reception, your phone dinged with a notification while you typed out a response to an email, immediately making you reach for the small device and letting the words sit on the screen as you read the text. Eunha: Can you meet me at the venue?

 Furrowing your brow at the sudden request from her over text, you finished up the email and turned off your laptop, closing it to go throw some simple clothes on, not wanting to show up wearing sweatpants. About 15 minutes later, you stepped into the building you and Eunha had decided to have the event at, looking around for the shock of jet black hair you’d become familiar with- even friendly with- over the time of your planning. The largest room seemed to be empty, but you called out anyway, being amused by the echo that bounced off the walls. It looked more like a ballroom than a wedding venue, but it was beautiful nonetheless, and perfect for Eunha’s dramatic personality. Stained glass replaced the ceiling, intricate designs of a war and a victory spread across the artful piece. The floor was marble and reflected every light fixture that circled the room. Before you could admire the other decorations distractedly, waiting for Eunha’s arrival, your ears picked up a soft melody that was being sung down the hallway to your right, where you knew there were several separate rooms. You were going to wait a little longer, but the sadness of the singer’s voice drew you back from the ballroom into the parlor of the building, your feet controlling themselves as you wandered toward the rooms through the hallway. As you neared the rooms, even with all doors shut, it wasn’t hard to figure out which of the doors projected the singing which had gotten more powerful as you neared it. The pain in the singer’s voice had you wondering with soft amusement who could have hurt him, and you stepped toward the door of the room he was in, peering in through the window. The sight of him surprised you- clearing your head of emotion. He had short black hair that was plastered against his forehead with sweat, and plush lips that curled around each word he sang seemingly with all his might into the microphone. His skin was naturally tanned and glowing in the soft lights in the recording room, completely free of blemishes or anything of the sort. Blinking a few times, you tried to pull away but couldn’t, each lyric entrancing you, keeping your feet in place while you watched him. You hadn’t felt like this ever in your life. It was like this young man had somehow put a spell on you through the closed door with his voice- yet you didn’t want to leave, even as you heard the parlor’s door open.

The calling of your name made you turn suddenly, your brows raising as Eunha walked quickly toward you, a bright smile on her pretty face. “Is Kyungsoo in there?” You stepped out of the way, only for her to reach past you and turn the handle of the door, making the singing stop abruptly. Not wanting to get between family, you stayed outside, pulling your bottom lip into your mouth with your teeth. A few moments passed, and all you could pick up from the room was Eunha’s high pitched voice. You figured that meant ‘Kyungsoo’ had a deep voice, or his cousin wasn’t letting him speak with how fast she usually talked. Her dark-haired mop popped out of the doorway and you jumped, making her smile grow wider. “The reason I wanted you to come was to meet him, come on!” She used a tiny arm to pull you in the room after her, the room’s sweaty atmosphere hitting you in the face once you stepped inside, still watching her as she chittered absentmindedly to you. “I thought you said your practice ended at 3?” Her attention had gone from you to the man standing beside the microphone awkwardly, his tired eyes switching from you to her. You suddenly felt as if he’d been staring at you, yet your attention to Eunha as you entered had prevented much eye contact other than the split-second moments before. “I wanted to get an extra song in. You were taking too long, anyway. Like usual.” His voice was lower than you’d imagined when standing outside the door while they spoke, and he kept his gaze on his cousin, who was nodding sweetly. “Oh, okay! Anyway- this is Y/N.” She ignored the vague insult. You cautiously looked from her to him, meeting his eyes before he nodded at you. Kyungsoo wasn’t much of a talker, apparently. But neither were you. “She’s already sampled some of your work, I guess-” Your stomach flipped once she started the sentence, but she continued before you could think of a different subject to blurt out, “-since she was standing outside the door when I got here!” You could feel your face flush from embarrassment, and managed to suppress the loud groan you wanted to let rip through your throat. When you looked up at him from the spot on the floor you’d chosen to stare at to see if he wore the same glare he’d been donning the whole time, you were surprised to see his face just as flushed as yours, the pull of a smile on the corners of his thick lips. “Oh?” The word tipped with excitement, and you felt your heart flutter as his expression grew the longer he looked at you- sharing the heart-shaped smile you’d become so familiar with on Eunha’s face. You mentally gave yourself a slap, telling your brain that he was only going to be here a few days, anyway. You couldn’t possibly crush on someone who was in the wedding you were planning- even if he wasn’t the groom. But the way his dark eyes lingered on you made you question if a little crush would be so bad.

“Kyungsoo’s actually single, you know..“ Eunha began, probably noticing the way the two of you looked at one another, and the shorter man’s expression dropped suddenly. “Eunha.” Her name came out as a warning and she sent him a smile in response, shrugging a little as she looked back at you. “Just saying.” She seemed to enjoy watching your flushed expression from the way her smile stuck on her face. “Anyway,” Eunha cleared her throat softly, stepping toward the door. “I just wanted to make sure you two could put a face to a name before the wedding- just in case I need either of you to go looking for each other during it.” A slim arm raised to push her long hair back over her shoulder, and she quickly stepped out of the room- you could hear her mentioning something else as she walked toward the entrance- but she was too far away now to pick up what she was saying. A second passed before you realized she’d left you in the room with Kyungsoo, and your attention flicked back over to the man- whose deadpan expression told you nothing about what he was thinking. “I guess I’m gonna.. go.” The words softly left your mouth, and when he didn’t say anything, you stepped toward the door hesitantly- resisting the urge to sprint down the hallway and away from Kyungsoo. “Hey.” His voice sent a shiver down your spine and you immediately twisted to look at him, surprised that he said anything else. “Do you want to see the songs I’ve picked out?” The subject of the wedding perked you up a little and you nodded at him, pacing over to stand beside him as he unlocked his phone to show you the list. His hand brushed against yours when he handed you the device, the warmth from his fingers heating up your own.

 A laugh left your lips after Kyungsoo made a face at you, the two of you were now sitting casually on the chairs that had been left in the sound room. “I don’t know how you deal with her.” His complaints about Eunha had been coming fluidly from his lips like he’d been wanting to let them out for a while, and you laughed once more. “Well, I kinda have to now, since she’s paying me.” With a pause, you shrugged, throwing your arm over the back of the chair you were on. “Plus, I think she’s growing on me.” Kyungsoo let out a laugh this time, and you grinned, glad you were able to bring him out of his shell over the several hours you’d been talking. You eventually admitted earlier that he’d intimidated you at first- and he surprisingly retorted that you scared him as well. He explained it wasn’t common that people would show him more attention than just a few words, his resting expression usually pushed them away with fear that he wasn’t friendly. Even if the two of you had only just met that day, you could already tell he was the opposite of what you’d thought at first; sure, he had a few layers to peel back, but it was worth it in the end. “I don’t know how.” His posture followed yours, his own hand being raised to set his forearm against the top of the back of his seat, fingertips brushing against yours as he did so. Your words caught in your throat a little at his intense stare, so you only let the faint smile continue to sit on your face and glanced down at your free hand sitting limply in your lap, trying to find the words to keep the conversation going. “Can I kiss you?”

You quickly looked up at him, but his deep brown eyes rested on your now parted lips. The question was so out of the blue you weren’t sure how to respond, so once a moment passed and he realized you weren’t going to say anything, he quickly spoke, the tips of his ears turning dark. “Sorry. It was a stupid question.” His gaze had ripped from your lips to look to the side, his profile sharp and handsome even while he looked embarrassed. “I- I want you to.” Wait what? What were you saying? The words didn’t even sound like you as you said them, but Kyungsoo looked back at you, searching your expression for something like pity. Once he found none, he hesitated before scooting toward you on his chair, fingers now slipping underneath yours gently as he got as close as he could on the chair without falling off. “Are you sure?” Even though you’d just told him- as awkward as it might have sounded as you’d said it- he was still making sure. You nodded, and he visibly relaxed. The room was completely silent now, you could only hear the pumping of your heart as he moved his head forward, his nose brushing yours before his lips softly pressed onto you. His lips felt like velvet against your mouth, and you let out a soft breath from your nose, only for it to catch once his hand slipped behind the nape of your neck. Kyungsoo let his thumb rub against your skin to help you relax into him. You let him kiss you a few seconds more before pulling back, feeling flustered even though the kiss was gentle. His eyes lingered on your mouth before he let his tongue run over his bottom lip, only making you want to kiss him more, which you did- again and again.

The two of you didn’t stay at the venue much longer, splitting ways with one last kiss and exchanging numbers before you both headed home.

After you got to your apartment you suddenly felt like a teenager again, butterflies in your stomach, recalling the first and only date you’d been on in high school. You knew dating as an adult was much different than as a teen, so you decided to use the most reliable source you had to plan everything out- the internet. The two of you didn’t even discuss seeing each other again, but of course you knew you would at the reception and the wedding itself. As your eyes ran over the article on your computer, your phone dinged, making the hairs on the back of your neck raise in excitement. It was quickly deflated once you turned on the phone and saw who had texted you. Eunha: can u meet me again?

This late? You furrowed your brows when you glanced up at the time on the screen. It was almost 11, but she may have needed to talk urgently about something; ideas usually came to you late, anyway. You typed an answer into the phone before getting out of bed. You changed back into the simple clothes you’d been wearing before, grabbing your keys before heading out back to the venue, the drive much shorter now that there wasn’t any traffic. Her car wasn’t there, and you sighed, knowing she’d show up later as usual. Before you could sit on the front steps, someone called your name, making you jump at the unfamiliar voice. The sound of footsteps approached and you made quick eye contact with the man standing on the sidewalk in front of you. He was handsome- almost to the point of being pretty- medium length dark hair pushed back into a messy style, deep olive skin complementing the light brown in his eyes that accepted the street lights’ shine. Even a few feet away and in the dark, you could see the pale creases on his lids from a double eyelid surgery- something you looked for at times just in curiosity. You’d never judge someone for getting any kind of adjustment to their looks; you thought it added to their character, more to their story. At that realization, you began to notice his chin was a little pointier than it should have been, his cheeks a little puffier. He looked photoshopped, almost. “It is Y/N, right?” His voice had a natural rasp to it- you noted- and his lips were nice, yet not as nice as the ones that had been on yours earlier that day. You nodded, becoming more confused by the second. “I’m Anh.” He seemed to think the introduction was all he needed, because he stopped there, watching you as you drew your eyebrows together, crossing your arms over your chest. “..Okay?” The man looked taken back, his eyebrows soon matching yours. “Did Eunha not tell you about me?” It clicked in your head that a man as good-looking as he was must be with a gorgeous girl like her. You formed your lips in an ‘o’ shape before nodding. “Oh, did she send you instead of coming?” “No. I texted you.” The situation was becoming weirder by the second. You could feel a tightness in your stomach build the longer he stared at you, the contrast between his and Kyungsoo’s gaze earlier was huge. You felt dumb, realizing you should have been able to tell it wasn’t her just from the informal way he’d texted your phone. “And?” “And I want you.” When the words left his lips you felt your expression shift to one of surprise and anger, stepping back when he started to move toward you. “Look- dude, I’m your wedding planner. What kind of person do you think I am?” Anh acted like he didn’t hear you speaking, moving toward you, making chills go down your spine. Not the good kind of chills. “Unless you want me to tell Eunha about this, I’d back off.” He stopped his stride at your words, but a curl began to grow on his mouth, and you slowly moved your hand to your back pocket- where your pepper spray was.

 The day of the reception arrived, and you were irritated. Eunha had been ignoring your texts- even your calls, and you never called anyone- and you had begun to wonder if that prick had taken her phone. Just because of the fact that he never touched you that night, you had decided to not tell her for her sake, thinking he had definitely learned his lesson by having his eyes filled with the defensive spray. Now you were starting to reconsider letting her know. You pulled into to the parking space you’d been assigned as the planner, making eye contact with Eunha who had been standing out in front of the venue. You felt off once you smiled and she only stared, a blank expression on the face that was now looking more similar to Kyungsoo’s. Slowly climbing out of your car, you closed the door softly while you watched the tiny girl walk toward you with a brisk pace. Before you could open your mouth she spoke, her voice cold but still sounding perky somehow. “You’re fired. Get your stuff and leave.” The surprise on your face must have motivated her to say more, because she continued, even though she was beginning to look unsure. “Anh told me what happened the other night. I thought we were friends? I trusted you!” The louder the volume of her words became, the more her eyes started to well up with wetness. Your heart sunk as you realized what she must have been told. “What did he say happened?” She shook her head at you, pointing toward the front of the building. “Just- go get your things.” “Eunha,“ She cut you off suddenly, “Y/N.”

When you didn’t move, both of you standing silently, she spoke so softly you barely picked it up. “Did he lie to me?” You drew your eyebrows together and walked closer, pulling her into your shoulder. “I’m sorry.” She started blubbering on the nice shirt you’d bought the day before, her small hands gripping the material. “He said that you called him, told him to meet you here.. that he tried to stop you but you came onto him and when he wouldn’t do anything you sprayed him. I didn’t believe him at first but he just kept going on-“

As the words flooded out of her mouth you began to get more angry than before, the anger replacing the sadness you had been feeling for your friend. He had put the blame on you for everything. Words like “cheated” and “college” started to come out of her into your shirt, and you pulled away from her, starting off at a heavy stride toward the entrance. You ignored her calls behind you, pushing the glass doors open, eyes immediately landing on the man you’d seen in person two days earlier, even in the crowd. As he laughed at something on of his friend’s said, his gaze was loose enough to fall over to where you were walking toward him angrily, his face shifting to a fearful one. Before you could get to the center of the room, you felt a hand clasp around your wrist, spinning you gently to look at them. The same brown eyes that you’d been thinking about the past two days were vividly in front of you, and Kyungsoo wore a look of hurt on his face. “You.. shouldn’t be here.” His sentence made you realize Eunha probably told people she was going to fire you, and the reason why- and of course he was one of them. “Kyungsoo-“ You began to tell him everything, but your shoulder was pulled back by a much stronger force, a hand gripping onto your shirt. “Why are you here, slut?” Anh’s face was close to yours now, his grip not lightening until Kyungsoo yanked him away from you, you were too shocked to fire back at him. The groom’s confidence had raised greatly than what it had been moments before. “Don’t talk to her like that.” The short haired man’s quiet demeanor had completely washed away, and the people around you were beginning to take notice of the situation, softly sharing words as everything started to heat up. “Why not? Didn’t Eunha tell you what happened?” The rasp in Anh’s voice made him sound villainous as he spoke to Kyungsoo. Your eyes had been flicking between them, and you watched as Kyungsoo opened his mouth before being interrupted by a feminine voice. “She told me what happened, Anh.” Eunha was beside you suddenly, her fingers wrapping around yours. You were glad she believed you, even though you knew hers and Anh’s relationship had been going on for much longer. The groom feigned innocence, sputtering out nonsense before a taller man who you hadn’t met before came into the group, large hand hovering over Anh’s back. “Bro, come on- just go-“ Anh turned furiously toward you, shoving you back by the chest, face darkened with anger. You had almost fallen onto the ground, but Eunha managed to keep you up. “I’m not leaving until this whore gets what she-“ He’d started to walk toward you when suddenly his face was met with a strike on his upper cheek, sending him onto the ground where you’d almost been seconds before. People began to shout loudly as the scene unfolded, the air growing tense. Kyungsoo was on top of Anh now, he got two more hits in before the tall man from before pulled him away forcefully, tossing him away and toward you. You caught him by the torso, and he straightened himself before pointing down at the now ex-groom, voice raised to a roar. “What the fuck did I just say to you?!” The shift in Kyungsoo’s attitude made you a little scared of him, but at the same time he was standing up for you, so you were grateful. You ran a hand up to lightly grasp at the nape of his neck, feeling his shaved hairs against your fingers, bringing him back to reality as he looked down at you, concern washing over his features. “Are you okay?” His voice was softened by a great deal, almost drowned out by the commotion of people arguing about Anh and the whole situation. You couldn’t help but to laugh, dropping your hand to gingerly grab his now bloodied hand, holding it in front of his face. “Sticks and stones. But you?” You shook his hand a little and he hissed in pain, a smile still managing to creep onto his features. “Kiss it better?” You scrunched your face, letting go of him playfully. “Gross.” He let out a snort before the two of you looked over at the situation again, Eunha seemed to have started crying in the closest chest she could find, which happened to be the tall man that had tried to salvage the situation before. His large eyes were looking at you in concern as he patted her black hair, looking like a deer caught in headlights. Anh was completely unconscious on the floor, the friends he had been talking to before were trying to wake him back up. Some people were mentioning that there was no need to get authorities involved, and you agreed, not knowing what would have happened to Kyungsoo once police found out he was the one to throw punches. Before you could get your input in, you felt a tug against your hand. Kyungsoo was angled toward the door, and he tipped his shaved head toward it. “Wanna get out of here?” You almost laughed at the wildness of it all, and nodded, looking back at the crowd and Eunha, who seemed to be fine now while she talked to someone quietly- the tall man now standing beside her. After the two of you stepped outside, you stopped in your tracks, making him look back at you. “The wedding..” A thick brow rose on his face before he stepped toward you, catching your lips with his suddenly, letting his hand squeeze around your upper arm. The coppery smell of his bloody hand began to fill your nose, so you decided it’d be better to help him out. After he pulled away from you he spoke before you could. “I’m guessing it’s cancelled now. I think Chanyeol will take care of Eunha, so everything will be okay.” He answered mostly all of the questions that had began to build up in your thoughts, so you nodded at him, letting him guide you to your cars. Throughout your life you’d always planned everything, but now, with Kyungsoo, you felt like something completely unplanned was about to play out. It was a new sensation, letting life take the reins, but you knew somehow that everything would be okay.

[jeremyknox]

i was tagged in 3 tag games in the last day or so and instead of making 3 separate posts in which i tag much of the same people, i decided to consolidate. i love you all who tagged me.

uh....idk if i have anyone to tag? you guys kind of covered everyone i WOULD tag. i guess @flowerparrish, @colormekorrasami, @jordanetalaredead, @megayest, @twin-ace, @lakesandquarries, @peachy-shrimp, and @hotdamnlookatthispan.... if any of these look interesting, you should totally do them!

okay everything under the cuuuuut

tag game number one: tagged by the sweetest human, @carrie-frances

what’s your favourite song(s) to sing/hum? this is a tough one? currently i’ve been singing You by Keaton Henson a lot and also Ophelia by The Lumineers. Let Her Go by Passenger is another goodie for singing lately. Oh and Lost Boy!!!! by Ruth B.

what’s your favourite flower/tree/plant? I love nature wow. My favorite tree is definitely a Weeping Cherry Tree or Willow. My favorite flowers are sunflowers and roses! Plants in general, I just really love cacti? It’s a product of having family I adore in Arizona haha

what do you always doodle? hm... cats, mostly

how do you take your tea/coffee? With plenty of splenda and some milk

favourite candle scent? Vanilla, mostly. just sweet things

what perfume do you wear? body sprays from bath and bodyworks, usually vanilla or peach

what’s your go-to dance move when you’re alone? i have zero clue haha

favourite quote? i don’t know off of the top of my head! perhaps the one i have tattooed, from star wars. “luminous beings are we, not this crude matter.”

favourite self care routine? putting on good smelling lotions. reading a book. snuggling oliver. calling someone i love.

fuzzy socks or house slippers? both! but mostly fuzzy socks

what colour are your eyes? just plain ole brown

what’s your favourite eye colour on others? idk? i think blue or green but i adore brown eyes on everyone

favourite season? why? autumn, i like the colors and the clothes and the smells

cheek, neck or nose kisses? cheek! but the real MVP are forehead ones

what does your happy place look like? the beach but without all the people. or a quiet forest with light filtering in

favourite breed of dog? i’ve always loved boxers the most, and cavaliers

do you ever want to be married? if so, what colours would you pick for your wedding theme? yes, i think i do? i don’t know what colors, it’s always changing. i think it depends on the person i’m with because their input would matter. i’d want the colors to be whatever colors they think of when they see me and vice versa

cursive or print? it’s a solid mix but mostly print

favourite weather? raining and warm, but not thundering

tag game number two: tagged by the amazing @dancyon

— What was your last…

1. Drink: iced tea

2. Phone call: my aunt calling with some hard news

3. Text message: my aunt with an update

4. Song you listened to: love me by the 1975

5. Time you cried: yesterday and i’m gonna cry later today @ love, simon

6. Dated someone twice: yeah

7. Kissed someone and regretted it: for sure

8. Been cheated on: by two different people, apparently im easy to cheat on

9. Lost someone special: sadly, i’ve lost a few

10. Been depressed: lmao got that good good depression goblin

11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: god yeah whoops sorry friends

— Fave colours

12. purple (any shade really)

13. blue (any shade really)

14. soft yellow

— in the last year have you…

15. Made new friends: ahhhh!!!! yes i have ♥

16. Fallen out of love: hhhhhhhhhh

17. Laughed until you cried: probably

18. Found out someone was talking about you: oh yeah

19. Met someone who changed you: yeah, in more ways than one

20. Found out who your friends are: idk???? kinda yeah

21. Kissed someone on your facebook friends list: uh i think i have my ex still

— General

22. How many of your facebook friends do you know irl: majority

23. Do you have any pets: my boy @ollycat and then my dogs and cats @ my parents house

24. Do you want to change your name: i actually did but now i’m back to my birthname bc being NB is one big ???? of what do i want 

25. What did you do for your last birthday: oh shit well w my friends i got drunk on rum, dressed up like a pirate, and played d&d. and then fam was the usual cheesecake factory adventure

26. What time did you wake up today: uh around 8 something officially?

27. What were you doing at midnight last night: i think i fell asleep before midnight? if not i was watching Critical Role

28. What is something you can’t wait for: my next tattoo!!

30. What are you listening to right now: just the sounds of my grandparents house

31. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: I have an ex named Tom and a Grandpa named Tom

32. Something that’s getting on your nerves: just like....everything about this breakup and stuff i guess

33. Most visited website: god uh...tumblr and twitter????

34. Hair colour: naturally a dark brown with some reddish in it. it’s currently died as close as possible to that

35. Long or short hair: medium?

36. Do you have a crush on someone: no currently i’m avoiding all romance like the fucking PLAGUE

37. What do you like about yourself: i’m pretty tenacious

38. Want any piercings: nah, i’m more the tattoo type

39. Blood type: ..............why

40. Nicknames: bird, birb, kbird, kbirb, broseidon

41. Relationship status: single

42. Sign: aries

43. Pronouns: they/them

44. Fave tv show: on air right now it’s b99 and the good place. in general, buffy and gilmore girls

45. Tattoos: i currently have 6 and i want sooooo many more

46. Right or left handed: left!!!!

47: Ever had surgery: tonsils and stomach yeah

48. Piercings: none

49. Sport: none currently but football (soccer) will always have my heart

50. Vacation: currently in arizona!! i’ve been all over though, i miss mexico a lot

51. Trainers:  what does this....mean....like.....shoes???????

— More general

52. Eating: currently nothing? 

53. Drinking: iced tea currently

54. I’m about to watch: LOVE, SIMON AGAIN BITCH!!!!!!!

55. Waiting for: life to feel right

56. Want: a nap, like always

57. Get married: okay your answer of “if i get past my commitment issues and find someone that loves me, sure” was fucking perfect

58. Career: teacher!

— Which is better

59. Hugs or kisses: hugs

60. Lips or eyes: eyes

61. Shorter or taller: taller

62. Older or younger: older

63. Nice arms or stomach: arms

64. Hookup or relationships: relationship

65. Troublemaker or hesitant: hesitant

— Have you ever

66. Kissed a stranger: nope

67. Drank hard liquor: hell yeah

68.Turned someone down: in high school yeah. and like once in college

69. Sex on first date: ........im an ace baby

70: Broken someone’s heart: supposedly

71. Had your heart broken: mhmmmm

72. Been arrested: nah, just brought home by cops

73. Cried when someone died: yeah, i cry at everything but especially death

74. Fallen for a friend: ..........only friends tbh

— Do you believe in

75. Yourself: trying to? cullen says my heart’s vibranium

76. Miracles: some days i do

77. Love at first sight: probably not, i used to though

78. Santa Claus: not anymore

79. Angels: i’d like to

— Misc

80. Eye colour: brown!

81. Best friends name: i mean..... jenny, ellie, michelle, and cullen? plus like max and jor, of course

82. Favourite movie: i guess the princess bride is the Most Favorite of All

83. Favourite actor: my MAIN MAN, hugh jackman

84. Favourite cartoon: danny phantom right now

85. Favourite teacher’s name: in HS it was mrs haley and in college it was dr trainor....grad school so far it’s been jen lynady

final tag game: tagged by the cutest, @blurredmxnds

bold the statements that are true

APPEARANCE:

I am 5'7" or taller

I wear glasses

I have at least one tattoo

I have at least one piercing

I have blonde hair

I have brown eyes

I have short hair

My abs are at least somewhat defined

I have or have had braces

PERSONALITY:

I love meeting new people

People tell me that I’m funny

Helping others with their problems is a big priority for me

I enjoy physical challenges

I enjoy mental challenges

I’m playfully rude with people I know well

I started saying something ironically and now I can’t stop saying it

There is something I would change about my personality

ABILITY:

I can sing well

I can play an instrument

I can do over 30 pushups without stopping

I’m a fast runner

I can draw well

I have a good memory (lmao about some things???)

I’m good at doing math in my head

I can hold my breath underwater for over a minute

I have beaten at least 2 people in arm wrestling

I know how to cook at least 3 meals from scratch

I know how to throw a proper punch

HOBBIES:

I enjoy playing sports

I’m on a sports team at my school or somewhere else

I’m in an orchestra or choir at my school or somewhere else 

I have learned a new song in the past week

I work out at least once a week

I’ve gone for runs at least once a week in the warmer months

I have drawn something in the past month

I enjoy writing

I do or have done martial arts

EXPERIENCES:

I have had my first kiss

I have had alcohol

I have scored the winning goal in a sports game

I have watched an entire season of a TV show in one sitting

I have been at an overnight event

I have been in a taxi

I have been in the hospital or ER in the past year

I have beaten a video game in one day

I have visited another country

I have been to one of my favorite band’s concerts

RELATIONSHIPS:

I have a crush on a celebrity

I have a crush on someone I know

I have been in at least 3 relationships

I have never been in a relationship

I have asked someone out or admitted my feelings to them

I get crushes easily

I have had a crush on someone for over a year

I have been in a relationship for at least a year (on and off)

I have had feelings for a friend

MY LIFE:

I have at least one person I consider a “best friend”

I live close to my school

My parents are still together

I have at least one sibling

I live in the United States

There is snow right now where I live

I have hung out with a friend in the past month

I have at least 15 CDs (somewhere in my things)

I share my room with someone

RANDOM SHIT:

I have breakdanced

I know a person named Jamie

I have had a teacher with a last name that’s hard to pronounce

I have dyed my hair

I’m listening to one song on repeat right now (i JUST ended my thing w this)

I have punched someone in the past week

I know someone who has gone to jail

I have broken a bone (just a toe)

I have eaten a waffle today

I know what I want to do with my life

I speak at least 2 languages

I have made a new friend in the past year

[leah-the-animation-fan]

92 Truths Tag

Rules: Once you have been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 92 truths about you. At the end you choose 25 people to be tagged. Tagged by: @travelerchrisedward

LAST Drink: Water Phone Call: Dad Text Message: to a new friend whose number I just got Song You Listened To: Isle of Innisfree - Celtic Woman Time You Cried: Not sure. It’s definitely been several months HAVE YOU EVER Dated Someone Twice: Never dated anyone Been Cheated On: No Kissed Someone and Regretted It: Never kissed anyone Lost Someone Special: Lost my dog, Ginger, about five years ago. She had an auto-immune disease the vets couldn’t do anything for, so we had to put her down Been Depressed: At least a few times a week Been Drunk and Thrown Up: Never drank and never will. It’s been almost ten years since I’ve thrown up Made a New Friend: Yep! The one whose number I got Fallen Out of Love: What exactly does that mean? Laughed Until You Cried: I’m not a Star Wars fan, but I was on the floor laughing hysterically at this post https://astridhofferson4.tumblr.com/post/169681326962/astridhofferson4-pinch-o-mad-mask-of-prime Found Out Who Your True Friends Are: Yup Found Out Someone was Talking About You: My family, all the time GENERAL How Many People on Tumblr Do You Know in Real Life: None Do You Have Any Pets? 9 ducks, a dog, a cat that lives with my dad and stepmom, and my family has two little dogs but I disowned them a long time ago Do You Want to Change Your Name? Nope. I love my name What Time Did You Wake Up This Morning? Around 6:30 and couldn’t go back to sleep so went on Tumblr What Were You Doing Last Night? Watching the Season 6 trailers for Race To The Edge, and watched three episodes of Jane and the Dragon Have You Ever Talked to a Person Named Tom? I don’t know if I ever talked to him but he was in the high school student body What’s Getting on Your Nerves Right Now? I got a new job on Tuesday but I don’t get to start until two weeks from now Blood Type: I have no idea. I had Leukemia as a child and received several blood transfusions but I don’t know what type Nickname: None that I care to share, but my real name is Leah Relationship Status: Single Zodiac Sign: Taurus Pronouns: She, her, hers, me, my, I...? Favorite Show: Race To The Edge!!! See my Top 10 Cartoons post here https://astridhofferson4.tumblr.com/post/170519617222/my-top-10-favorite-animated-tv-series-cartoons College: BYU Pathway Hair Color: Dark blonde, same as Link’s in Breath of the Wild

Do You Have a Crush on Someone: Yes What Do You Think of Yourself: I’m a beautiful daughter of God who don’t need no makeup. I look fantastic and I like to think I’m a fun, unique, and interesting person. Also, I’m an animation nerd

FIRSTS First Surgery: Not sure, but I got my tonsils  out when I was four years old First Piercing: Don’t have one First Sport You Joined: None. I’m not athletic First Vacation: Most likely Yellowstone National Park. We went there almost every summer while I was growing up First Pair of Sneakers: I have no clue. Who even remembers that? RIGHT NOW Eating: Nothing Drinking: Water I’m About To: Finish this ask and watch more Jane and the Dragon Listening To: The sound of me typing

Dream Career: Travel, voice actress, singer, National Park tour guide Want Kids: One boy and one girl hopefully Want To Get Married: In the Payson Utah Temple

WHICH IS BETTER Lips or Eyes: Eyes Hugs or Kisses: Never kissed anyone, but I love hugs from specific people Shorter or Taller: I have short friends and tall friends. I’m 5′11″ Older or Younger: I usually seem to be attracted to guys less than a year younger than me Romantic or Spontaneous: Romantic Sensitive or Loud: Sensitive Hook Up or Relationship: Definitely Relationship! Troublemaker or Hesitant: Hesitant

HAVE YOU EVER Kissed a Stranger: No! Drank Hard Liquor: Heck No! Lost Contacts/Glasses: I was blessed with excellent day vision and night vision. I’m the only one in my household who doesn’t have glasses Sex on a First Date: HECK NO!!! Broken Someone’s Heart: Hopefully not. If so, I’m sorry Been Arrested: No Turned Someone Down: Probably Fallen for a Friend: What does that mean? DO YOU BELIEVE IN Yourself: Of course Miracles: Yes Love at First Sight: That’s called infatuation. You have to be friends with someone for awhile and be very sincere before it’s considered love

Tagging: @varianfanclub, @autisticvoltronld, @avatarsymbolism, @watchoutforfrostbite, @graphrofberk, @mattholtfanclub, @tangledbea, @codynaomiswire, @kingofthewilderwest, @briannathestrange, @squirenonny, @astridsaxe, @bigfrozensix, @guardiansofthemadness, @lost-in-hyrule-field, @rebelouscheesecake, @rainytimemachinedeer, @kgaang, @justzukothings, @just-here-for-no-reason, @the-light-of-animation, @autistickitten, @queenelinor, @hiccupbuddies1, @random-hylian,

[caratau]

Dad! Jeonghan.

Y’ALL HIS SMILE IS CATCHING ME OFF GUARD HELLA BAD

BUT YEAH

you guessed it bitch

you is pregnant

with this man’s cHILD CONSIDER YOURSELF BLESSED

honestly tho jeonghans family would be so fucking PRETTY AND BEAUTIFUL LIFE IS SO UNFAIR

ngl he’d set a certain amount of kids to have

won't follow it lmao you guys have too many sexy times i laUGH

has a good 3 or 4

only wanted 1 tbh

lovES THEM ALL EQUALLY THO OK

GUYS HONESTLY IM HAVING TO SCROLL DOWN SO THAT I DONT SEE JEONGHANS SMILE ITS ACC HURTING MY HEART

AND IS REALLY DISTRACTING

but yeAH

ngl he’d also be low-key stressed when you tell him you’re having the first one

it would happen during when SVT’s active as shit so he's all like ‘will thE BABY EVEN KNOW WHO I AM?!’

you're an emotional wreck when he drops to thE FLOOR IN STRESS LIKE GDI JEONGHAN NOT REALLY SHOWING A POSITIVE ATTITUDE

he sits there for a good 5 minutes

you start to cry and turN AROUND AND I TOLD Y’ALL THIS WAS GONNA BE ANGSTY HERE BITCH

he just holds you back by your legs

like

is literally hugging the back of them

you turn around and look down and he literally is an angel

he has this hopeful smile and somehow that itself is enough to stop you crying

“i know that I'm busy with my job but nothing will ever top my current priority that is you and our child.”

you cry

hell even I'm fucking crying

he ends up pulling you down into his lap and you cry for a good half an hour and I'm sorry for making you such an overemotional person but just for the sake of the au ok I'm sorry ILY

boy whispers a ton of sweet nothings into your ear and you're hella reassured that he isn't gonna go anywhere

my heart is acc in pain

i feel as if jeongHAN WOULD BE the good ass liar when you’d be pregnant like you’d ask ‘babe am i fat?’

‘you’re carrying a proof of our love, sweetie, you’re only full of our future :))))))))’

he’d have a savage partner during the time of pregnancy bc hormones

‘dino you're not my baby anymore’

dino: *is relieved and thanks you bc he’s tired of his hyung’s shit*

wilL take you anywhere and everywhere w him bc he only trusts himself

s.coups: “jeonghan, we’re only practicing, whats y/n doing here?”

jeonghan: “she was bored :)))))))”

you in the corner: “LIES”

its also cute in a way bc during breaks from practice, he’ll squeeze his head on your lap (the space that isn't covered by your bump) hella carefully and shit talk about being a better singer than all of the vocal unit

woozi exiles him

you get all cute and motherly w vocal unit too like they always have something or the other prepped for you whenever they’re told that you're coming along

seungkwan will sing some fine ass song to the bump and jeonghan pushes him to the side and overlays seungkwans voice w his bc ‘its mY CHILD BITCH, FITE ME’

joshua is shaking likE ‘JEONGHAN STOP SWEARING YOUR KID WILL PICK IT UP

but yeah seokmin always has a tea or cordial juice prepared and y’all are the acc only normal pair w no drama like he literally just asks if you and the baby have been doing ok and its like a literal mothers meeting 

on the DL whilst jeonghan is busy, the bump has exclusive access to the songs that have been picked for the comeback by uncle woozi like he’ll extend the earphone head thingy and he’ll just hold it to your bump and I'm writing more about svt than jeONGHAN FFS

i forgot to say that even tho jeonghan was dramatic at the announcement of his first child

boo you better know now that this guy’s laid-back as shit

even tho he has a band on your back at all times

would carry you in his arms if he could

he acc did like one time it rained and he waS LIKE NO I CANNOT LET YOU SLIp and y’all were also on the way to the clinic for an ultrasound so this extra ass boy literally carries you bridal style ffs i better have me a jeonghan when I'm pregnant

acc turns out to be more stressed out than you when you're in labour but doesnt show it like he knows he gotta be calm for his boo otherwise it'll all turn into a shit show and he’ll be screwed

gET YOUR HEAD iN THE GAME

he’ll honestly be a worry wart in his head whilst you're actually giving birth like he’ll regret making you go through all this pain just to give birth to his child and

once he hears that shrill little cry of a baby, he tears up

he kisses the hell out of your perspiring face and just thanks you a shit ton bc your babys finally here and he's just so damn thankful

lmao not when your baby ends up screaming at 4 in the morning for some milk

y’all had a girl btw, she grows to be aphrodite bc well her dads basically a gOD W THAT PRETTY FACE OF HIS JEONGHAN YOU HURT ME

jeonghan will honestly be the dad version of that one mum who will brag the shit out of their kids

not about achievements, about how good looking his children came out to be

remember when i said y’all have four kids at the beginning???

they all inherit thAT BEAUTIFUL SMILE IN THE GIF YOU BETTER FEEL BLESSED OK YOU GOT ANGELS COMING OUT OF YOUR SOUTHERN DISTRICT

BUT YEAH

will have a cuddle/sleep night from a long day of making that money

he's like in the middle of the bed and your litter of children just snuggle up to him 

that picture stays on the living room wall for even your grandkids to see

so cutE I CRI

will bless the childrens ears from birth with his heavenly voice

instead of brushing their teeth, dad!jeonghan stands behind his litter and raises his voice by each octave, his children following his lead w their toothbrushes at the side of their mouth

he and joshua shit talk about vocal unit and their kids

not in the mean way tho lmao they'll do that thing where they’ll be at the svt family reunion and will emphasise about how the rest of vocal unit are whipped for their kids (lmao as if they aren't already)

seungkwan cackles in the bg as jeonghan follows one from his litter bc apparently dino’s kid denied the fact that they were their baby

will most likely be the dad to have all types of connections if their child wishes to go into a certain career path

“you're sure you don't want me to call this uncle up? they have some great things that they can offer-” “daD NO” “fine.”

will also be shut down by his kids quite a lot w savage remarks

will not bow down to the spawn that he helped create

it becomes a war of savagery where relations are forgotten

his kids will also learn to cheat a lot

jeonghan gets a taste of his own medicine in monopoly

“how daRE YOU CHEAT I DIDNT RAISE YOU LIKE THIS

jeonghan’s partner: “jeonghan you literally cheat right in front of them and tell them tricks and tips on how to do so i’m-”

also

with such immense beauty comes immense confessions of love

you better think right that when a bf of his daughter’s comes home for the first time that he’ll be whistling like he's in no ones business and simply swinging a kiddy bat in a circle

jeonghan’s partner: “jeonghan he’s literally 8 and here on a play date”

jeonghan: eXACTLY, emPHASIS ON ‘DATE’”

that little boy also happens to be one of seungcheol’s kids so its not really coincidental that when baby cheol goes home, its at that time that jeonghan receives a call from cheol

“stOP THREATENING MY BOY” “IT WAS A KIDDY BAT” “STILL CLASSIFIES AS A WEAPON YOU A-HOLE” “OHMAGAAAAAAD”

oh yeah 

will sooooooOoOoOoOoOo be the dad that all the girls and even some boys crush on in high school

expect a sexy ass montage clip with the window rolled down and a hand going through his freshly dyed hair bc jeonghan doesnt believe in grey ones

15 year old bb girl jeonghan rolls her eyes and thumps her dads head before exiting the vehicle

“the disRESPEKT”

i feel as if this is shorter than dad!seungcheol but yeah, for years to come will jeonghan be boasting about his children going on to become great things

THE END :)

[sarapii-peachy]

Paparazzi / Admit One

Pairing: Leo, Ravi/Reader (separated per character)

Request: [anon] falling for a girl despite the scandal it would cause

Word Count: 1,635

Notes: First request, whoo! Starting off strong and tackling both a Leo and Ravi scenario. I don’t really write VIXX as musical artists (if that makes any sense, like I tend to write them in different genres) so this was a little out of my comfort zone, but I think it went well! This is what this blog is for anyway, practice, so thank you for that ^^ It was a bit shorter than I would have liked, but I hope you still enjoy it, anon! For other readers, please don’t be afraid to request away!

// T A E K W O O N ☀

The air was humid and heavy. The kind of summer heat that suffocated your lungs and stuck your hair to your neck in a sticky mess. She wished for a cool breeze, anything to soothe her burning skin as she fanned herself impatiently with the now crumpled university pamphlet in her hand.

She was on her way home from orientation, enrolled in a prestigious liberal arts school in the heart of Seoul just a few months prior. There was a certain allure about the country, the creative aesthetic that drew her to studying here. Trading her hometown on the other side of the world for the far east. Towering buildings and glittering skylines, beautiful oceans, and rolling plains, even if she changed her mind and decided to move out of the bustling metropolis, she wouldn’t have a problem finding another home here.

Meeting others had been a challenge since the move. A foreigner like her stood out in a nation of raven hair, porcelain skin, and slim figures. She was tall with fawn locks and eyes the color of water, rich golden bronze skin. Piercing side glances were a feeling she was used to. Out of disgust or curiosity, she had no idea.

An audible sigh escapes her lips as she’s greeted with a refreshing wave of air conditioning, stepping into a coffee shop just a short walk away from the train station. Several others seem to have a similar idea of cooling down with a cold drink and she takes her place in line.

Her number is called the same time as the barista finishes up another order. Scrolling through the news of her home country when she collides into a firm body and sends her drink tumbling to the floor.

Iced coffee catches the young man’s white t-shirt and he hisses through his teeth. He instinctively steadies her by the crook of her forearm and she doesn’t miss how hot his hand feels on her skin. Must be the summer heat.

She makes the mistake of looking up.

Breathtaking. Lean and tall, taller than her by a full head and that alone is enough to make her swoon. Tousled onyx hair and piercing eyes blown wide in surprise.

And then she sees the coffee stains on his clothes and her cheeks burn crimson.

“I’m s-so sorry,” she stammers out. She can hear unkind murmurs left and right and she wants to melt into a puddle right there.

Don’t they teach manners where she’s from?

She wasn’t even looking.

Stupid foreigner.

She moves to grab some napkins from the countertop but he stops her with another gentle touch to her arm.

“You spilled yours too,” he smiles, his voice breathy and kind. She doesn’t even notice until he motions with his gaze.

Her white shoes, now splashed orange, are now sticking to the floor with her fluttering movements.

“Who even gets a smoothie from a coffee shop?” he teases. Her unease disappears and she can’t help but laugh along with him.

**

He buys her a new drink and they take a window seat nestled in the back of the shop. He tells her his name is Taekwoon and his accent when he tries to pronounce hers makes her smile so wide that her cheeks ache.

She notices the stares rather quickly, rather indiscreet looks cast over shoulders of customers towards them. She feels her mood sour as she picks up more impolite whispers. Of course she would stand out, even more so with such an exceptionally attractive young man sitting in front of her.

He notices her discomfort. “We can go somewhere else if you like?” he offers. She wants nothing more than to spend more time with this new acquaintance but that familiar sinking feeling in her stomach sets in and she shakes her head. “It’s alright, I should head home anyway.” she says. His eyes fall slightly in disappointment.

“When can I see you again?” he asks her.

The question pulls the corners of her lips into a smile. “Sorry?”

“Next weekend. I’ll meet you here, okay?”

He pulls her hand in his and pens down a phone number on the back of a napkin.

(“I’ll write it here in case you spill anything again.”)

**

Their dates slowly progress from coffee outings once he finds out she doesn’t take caffeine well in that form. (“No wonder you ordered a smoothie.”) It’s their seventh night out together, an evening dinner at one of her favorite restaurants when she notices his phone light up on the tabletop. He moves to click it off before his notifications are illuminated but she doesn’t miss the plethora of messages.

She doesn’t think anything of it until out of the corner of her eye, she sees someone gesture in their direction, followed by the muffled snap of a cell phone shutter. Taekwoon pays no mind and looks up from his meal to ask her about dessert when their gazes lock and everything falls into place.

She remembers seeing that face somewhere before, buried within her subconscious. An early morning segment on the news of a music group coming back with a new album, the main vocalist’s serenade filling her kitchen as she fixed breakfast.

Leo, she remembers. She nearly drops her fork.

“This is..this is such a bad idea…” she murmurs to no one in particular.

He stops chewing. “What did you say, sweetheart?”

That does nothing to stop her pulse from skyrocketing at the fact that she’s currently dining with a pop star.

“I don’t think we should do this anymore..” she says. He definitely heard that.

“What?”

She bites her lip but the words still tumble out.

“This,” she gestures to the two of them, “a-and me. Someone like you shouldn’t be with me. I’m too different, I draw attention. You deserve someone more..” her words trail off and she hides her face. She feels that same gentle touch on her arm.

“Don’t you think I went into this business for attention? I’m used to it.” he says behind a kind smile. She’s about to interject but he continues. “And you’re not just a publicity stunt, you’re so much more than that.”

Again, he takes her hand in his like that blistering hot day not so long ago. “It’s not a crime.” he whispers and the camera shutters fire off like bullets, “Let them see,”

// ☽ W O N SH I K

Cozy mornings like this is what she loved about Sundays. The traffic had been light to the bookstore despite the rain, but that did little to spoil her mood. Her paycheck had come in the week prior and she was dead set on treating herself to some new reads, thank you very much.

The Classics section was one of her favorites, if she had to choose of course. With the mint chamomile tea she had sipped with breakfast this morning having cleared her mind, she begins her process of thumbing through pages and covers for a taste.

Another figure joins her just a few shelves down. Sporting silver hair and a button down plaid shirt paired with dark jeans, a Brontë book in hand. She studies him as he studies his novel, his fingers ghosting over the text.

“Jane Eyre? I haven’t seen many people here pick that up.”

He looks up from his page and flashes her a grin. “Yeah, I have this soft spot for romance novels.”

“The English edition you’re reading, can you understand it?”

“No,” he laughs, “but I’m learning. I’ve heard there’s some gothic elements and I wanted to give it a shot.”

“If that’s what you’re reading it for, I wouldn’t recommend that one,” she says. And just like that, she’s bonding with a complete stranger over literary devices. “Try this,” she hands him a copy of Frankenstein and mentally thanks her high school English teacher for those boring lectures on 19th century literature. More mystery and rustic for obvious reasons.

He lets out a low whistle and skims the excerpt on the back.

“I think I’ll really enjoy this, thank you.”

She mirrors his smile and goes back to the shelf in front of her before there’s a tap on her shoulder.

“Have you read this?” he asks. It’s a hefty hardcover. War & Peace.

She chuckles. “I can’t say that I have.” She flips through it and finds something wedged between the pages. A phone number scrawled on notebook paper.

“And you can use that as a bookmark.”

**

Wonshik takes her to record stores and music concerts, fitting places for two intellectual minds as he liked to call it. She learns that he has a thing for music and composing, something she hadn’t expected from his cool exterior.

They go to the museum one rainy afternoon. She likes seeing him babble with childlike excitement about the Roman and Greek exhibits, staying respectfully quiet while she studies romantic paintings.

He insists on paying for their lunch at the museum restaurant on the first floor despite how expensive it is. They giggle over a shared meal of overpriced sandwiches and bottled juice.

**

She finds out about his musical career that weekend. After the museum, he had spent quite a bit of time jotting down in a notebook, to which her quick eyes had spotted lyrics and sketches.

She had gotten up to leave then, worried about his future as an artist and the scandal it would cause, how a relationship would hinder his creativity with distractions.

“I don’t want you to feel like you’re the problem. You’re the complete opposite of that,” he says after her and stops her in the doorway, “You’re my muse. You inspire me.”

Her blood roars in her ears. “Still,” she whispers, “If your company finds out..”

He shakes his head with a chuckle. “Then they’ll only know what their music came from.”

[ascella-star]

RULES: You must answer these 85 statements and tag 20 people

TAGGED BY: @rachello344

TAGGING: @fizzy-custard, @mobolan, @shidouhikaru15, @princesitalunar, @adiaskyfire  and whoever wants to. 

THE LAST: 

1. Drink: Iced Tea 2. Phone call: about a Job interview. 3. Text message: "it’s already raining here” 4. Song you listened to: “Gone” ‘Nsync (I’ve been playing all the things I listened when I was 13…) 5. Time you cried: last time I laughed… it is really difficult for me to cry from something other than mirth.  6. Dated someone: still dating him 7. Kissed someone and regretted it: can’t say I regretted it… not really.

8. Been cheated on: that I know of, my last partner did it… so a few years. 9. Lost someone special: lost as in dead? My grandma several years ago.

10. Been depressed: not sure I’m out of it yet.

11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: like 6 years ago.... there was this game at the hotel bar we were staying at, where we were getting free drinks for each correct answer... a friend of mine and I got a little carried away.

3 FAVOURITE COLOURS: 

12. Blue 13. Red 14. Green

 IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU:

15. Made new friends: some of the other teachers at the school I was working! They’re really cool! 16. Fallen out of love: my first degree about two years ago counts? 17. Laughed until you cried: last night 18. Found out someone was talking about you:  some of the teachers that were not my friends tried to badmouth me. The principal shut them up.

19. met someone who changed you: not really… I mean entering a new field changes you, and the people there contributes, but just one person that heavily influenced me enough to change…. No.

20. Found out who your friends are: I have known for a time, so no. 21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list: my current bf is there.

GENERAL:

22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: like most of them? 

23. Do you have any pets: I have 3 dogs and I love them.

24. Do you want to change your name: nope, there are really few people with my name, why would I change it? 25. What did you do for your last birthday: watched Rogue 1 and had diner.

26. What time did you wake up: today at…. 9 I think.

27. What were you doing at midnight last night: watching War for the planet of the apes! 28. Name something you can’t wait for: I don’t know…. 29. When was the last time you saw your mom: 5 minutes ago.

31. What are you listening to right now: still listening to the same music as last question (though now it’s swear it again by Westlife) 32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: an ex-boyfriend of mine

33. Something that is getting on your nerves:  34. Most visited website: Tumblr and word reference. 35. Hair color: darker than mi nightmares? Ok black mostly. 36. Long or short hair: for me? Long enough to make something with it. In girls the same, in boys…. I’m weak for long hair honestly. 37. Do you have a crush on someone: not right now; haven’t had one of those in years.

38. What do you like about yourself: my hair and my eyes. 39. Piercings: my ears 40. Blood type: O+ 41. Nickname: I have plenty of these, though I mostly use Axukitar, Ascella, or Suka   42. Relationship status: in a relationship 43. Zodiac: Sagittarius 44. Pronouns: She/Her 45. Favorite TV show: can’t think of one right now (I don’t watch a lot of TV) 46. Tattoos: currently none. (I like henna, but I haven’t found a good design lately) 47. Right or left handed: Right-handed 48. Surgery: extracting teeth counts? 50. Sport: I run regularly.

51. Last vacation: a year ago to Puerto Vallarta 52. Pair of trainers: 
 I have two.

 MORE GENERAL:

 53. Eating: chicken with mushrooms for lunch 54. Drinking: lemonade 55. I’m about to: look for the syllabus of my class 56. Waiting for: the day to end, I’m tired 57. Want: to update any of my stories 58. Get married: someday maybe, but not in the foreseeable future. 59. Career: 
I’m a teacher at a high school. I also make consultation for civil law.

WHICH IS BETTER:

60. Hugs or kisses: Hugs 61. Lips or eyes: Eyes 62. Shorter or taller: Taller 63. Older or younger: older boys (but not by a lot)

64. Nice arms or nice stomach: Arms 65. Hook up or relationship: Relationship 66. Troublemaker or hesitant: confident.

 HAVE YOU EVER: 

 67. Kissed a stranger: No 68. Drank hard liquor: Yes 69. Lost glasses/contact lenses: there was a time when I lost my glasses every time I went to a caning grip…

70. turned someone down: oh yes… it was awkward as hell.

71. Sex on the first date: jajajaja I barely let people touch me on a first date! 72. Broken someone’s heart: not really. 73. had your heart broken: Shattered to little pieces. 74. Been arrested: Nope. 75. cried when someone died: Yeah. 76. Fallen for a friend: my relationships are always friendships first. Most of them go back to friendships after a time.

 DO YOU BELIEVE IN?

 77. Yourself: Yeah, most of the time. 78. Miracles: yeah why not. 79. Love at first sight: Nope. 80. Santa Claus: hohoho!

81. Kiss on the first date: let’s go back to question 71.

82. Angels: I like them?

OTHER: 

 84. Eye color: dark brown 85. Favorite movie: The lion King or Zoolander.