#he had to actually learn the fucking Kreb's cycle

[empty-blog-for-lurking]

Sometimes i think "Hey is having Lance making up an entire quintessence magic system just for humans is a bit too out of suspension of disbelief??" And then I remember Pidge can hack into systems from an alien civilization she has never met before, Keith has apparently sixth sense and can make his tiny blade into sword because he's True Galra (whatever the fuck that means), and Allura revived the entire goddamn multiverse after Haggar fucking destroyed it. And then I say that actually?? My babygirl can do whatever he wants 😘💕💕💕

[taehyungs-perm]

strawberry girl pt 1

taehyung x reader; college au; childhood best friends to lovers au; jock!fratboy taehyung

genre: fluff; major angst lol

word count: 8k

summary: i can pretend i don’t miss you. i can pretend i don’t care. all i want to do is kiss you. what a shame you’re not here.  

Part 2 here ; part 3 here; part 4 here; part 5

playlist vibes

better | khalid

electric love | børns

saturday nights | khalid

the less i know the better | tame impala 

summertime sadness | lana del ray

“Hana, what the fuck are you doing?” You said to your roommate. You just had walked into your room and saw there was an enormous mountain of clothing blocking the entrance of the room door. Clutching the box containing your freshly baked chocolate chip cookies, you carefully maneuvered your way to your bed. You stared at your roommate as she stood in front of her mirror. It had been a long day and you just wanted to eat the cookies you made while watching a social justice documentary, your go to form of stress relief. She turned to you, revealing her exasperated face “Okay I studied literally all day today and basically ignored Jungkook and his billion texts because I was trying to focus and now he’s mad at me so I’m going over to his dorm to hang out. And I’m trying to figure out what to wear! Like should I wear a skirt or sweatpants or...?” She put the pink skirt she was holding up to her body down and picked up a comb from her desk. You bit into a cookie and stared at her trying to tame her curly black hair with a brush, “Aren’t you and jungkook just hooking up? Why are you going to comfort him if you aren’t in a relationship?” Hana immediately became defensive, crossing her arms over her chest “We are friends too okay! I can go and comfort him as friends ______.” You rolled your eyes and said sarcastically, “Sure Hana because that’s what friends do. Go over to each other’s rooms at midnight to ‘comfort’ each other” Waving the silver comb in her hand at you, Hana exclaimed, “Shut up! Support me and my stupid choices. I support your choice of being a prude” “Hey! I’m not a prude....” you said trailing off suddenly regretting calling out Hana on her behavior. “Yea ______ you’ve never even kissed a boy.” You gave your prepared answer about your lack of romantic life that you’ve been telling people since junior year of highschool “It’s cause I’m trying to focus on school and not get involved with anyone.” ���Keep telling yourself that excuse. It’s perfectly normal to manage other things other than school work”, Hana said as she shoved her huge pile of clothing that was lying on the ground into her closet. You shut your biology book that was in front of you and stated, “Okay fine how about the excuse that all men are trash?” “I honestly believe that one 1000 times more” she held up a black skater skirt to herself and said “I’m just going to go with this” Hana quickly changed, grabbed her purse, and said “bye! I’ll see you...later?” You laughed and called after her “I’ll see you tomorrow. Make smart choices!”

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You woke up early to revise before your biology class at 9:30. After going through the Krebs cycle one last time, you quickly rushed to get ready pulling on a pair of loose jeans and a sweater. You slipped on your sneakers and rushed out the door making it just in time to be ten minutes early for biology class. You were clutching your notes mumbling through the processes “pyruvate becomes acetyl coenzyme A then...” Today is going to be a long day, you realized that there was so much more cellular respiration you still needed to learn. Should I bake brownies tonight or should I finish watching 13th? You were so absorbed in your notes and thoughts that you barely noticed someone calling your name. You looked up confused. You didn’t have too many friends on campus so you weren’t sure who could be calling your name. Then you noticed him. Fuck You felt your heart skip a beat why does this still happen even two years later? “______!” He came up to you smiling and waving. “Hey Taehyung “ you mumbled, annoyed that he was coming over to say hello. He looked so good, as always. He was wearing slacks with a sweater with a brown messenger bag to his side. He recently got his black hair permed and it looked so good. You wanted to rake your hands through his hair and feel the soft curls. You shook your head, no you're over him. You don’t like Kim Taehyung anymore “How’s it going? I haven’t seen you in awhile” He said with his huge boxy smile, adjusting his bag strap. You and Taehyung occasionally run into each other between classes and such but you guys never hung out. After what had happened in highschool, you realized you and Taehyung were in two different social groups and were destined to just be friends. He was a soccer player in a frat who wanted to have fun and you were a pre-med student focused on getting good grades so there really wasn’t much intersection in your two lives. “Um good ya know just heading to biology class.” You chuckled nervously, are you always this awkward or is it just Taehyung making you feel on edge? “Ah yes. Classic ______ always studying” “Yea well school is important. So um...” you were racking your brain trying to say something despite your mind going absolutely blank the second you saw his flawlessly sculpted face, “.....how is soccer going?” His eyes lit up, “It’s good! I’m training a lot so that takes up a lot of time. But everyone on the team is really nice, so it’s good.” “I’m glad.” You glanced at your phone desperate to get out of the terribly awkward conversation “Well I have to go class, but it was nice seeing you” you started to walk off in the direction of your class but Taehyung pulled you back towards him “Wait ______” “What?” You said an annoyed tone. You needed to get to class and Taehyung was just bothering you with small talk. He looked almost nervous. He gave a small smile and said “I was wondering if you wanted to do something this weekend.” You glanced around yourself just to make sure Taehyung was talking to you. “You want to do something with me? This weekend?” You asked, astonished. He glanced at the ground and then back at you. You noticed he was still holding your arm and he quickly dropped it. “Yea I want to hang out with you. Is that okay?” He said shoving his hands into his pockets. “Um yea. I guess. Just text me later” you said in a rushed tone, then trudged off to your class. Wow that was fucking weird. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Tae: hey! so are you free this saturday to do something?

Fuck I can’t believe he actually texted me. It had been 2 years since you’ve hung out with him. Why was he texting you now asking to spend time? You contemplated just saying no so you didn’t have to deal with Taehyung but you figured it might be more efficient to just hang out with him once so he could leave you alone.

You: yep that works. what do you have in mind? Tae: do you want to go into town? You: yea that sounds good. Tae: great i'll pick you up at 2 🍓 girl :)

You internally vomited at the nickname. You didn’t want to hang out with Taehyung. You were perfectly fine being friends/borderline acquaintances with Taehyung. You threw your phone on your bed and groaned loudly. At that moment your roommate entered the room and said “Wow hello to you too.” “I hate my life,” you exclaimed dramatically as you shoved your face into your fluffy white pillow. “That’s a mood. But what happened?” she said laughing and sitting on her bed across from you. “Uh so like, have I mentioned I’m kinda friends with Taehyung?” You said peeking out of your pillow. Hana squealed “Shut up! You’re friends with the Kim Taehyung?” “Uh kinda. We grew up together and like we were best friends but then like we drifted apart. We are just okay friends now,” You said as nonchalantly as you could. Hana stretched out onto her bed and turned her head to you “Wow you never told me that. I can’t believe you knew Kim Taehyung” You pulled the pillow under your arms so you could lay on it “Yea so I ran into him today and he asked to hangout this weekend and he just texted me to confirm plans and I feel like throwing up.” Hana raised her eyebrow “What? Why? This is great news. I’m with Jungkook and now you can be with Taehyung! It’s perfect omg” You threw your fluffy pillow at Hana, hoping it would knock some sense into her, “First of all you are hooking up Jungkook. He’s not your boyfriend. Second of all, I’m not ever going to date Kim Taehyung.” She caught the pillow before it could hit her face, “Eww. As if I would ever date Jungkook” she laughed and tossed the pillow back to you, “But that’s honestly a smart move. Taehyung has got a lot of baggage.” You looked up at your roommate confused, “What are you talking about?” “Uh Taehyung is kinda the biggest fuckboi on campus. We’ve only been freshmen for like 4 months and he’s fucked almost like half of campus. Your jaw dropped. You didn’t know Taehyung was a fuckboi. Granted you really didn’t know anything that wasn’t school related but like Taehyung? Your Taehyung? The one with the innocent doe eyes and giggly smile? “No fucking way. You’re lying” “Honey, Jungkook is his best friend. I know.” You stared at your pillow. Well Taehyung was a really handsome guy. What else could you expect? You luckily didn’t feel heart broken Not that your heart could be broken any further.  “Well good for him. I guess. As long as he isn’t being an asshole and manipulating girls and their feelings just so he can fuck them.” “You can ask him this weekend on your dateee” Hana said teasingly. “It’s definitely not a date. I’m sure he just wants something” you said rolling your eyes as you got up and grabbed your baking basket. “Where are you going?” Hana questioned. “I need to make some strawberry cupcakes” you stated as you grabbed some strawberries from your fridge. Strawberry desserts were your comfort food. “Damn this thing with Taehyung has you real pressed” she said laughing. “You have no idea,” you mumbled underneath your breath as you left your room. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It was 1:27 in the afternoon and you had already stress ate 4 strawberry cupcakes since last night. You didn’t know what “I’ll pick you up at 2” meant. Did it mean he was going to wait outside your dorm building? Did it mean he was coming to your room? Did he even know your room number? You were going to grab another cupcake when you realized you should probably change out of your pajamas. 

You took a look in the mirror and you sighed. You unconsciously adjusted the gold necklace that you wore everyday and scanned your outfit: light blue jeans and a black baggy shirt. Why do I even care what I’m wearing? It’s not like it’s anyone special, it's just Taehyung. But the voice at the back of your head kept nagging the hard to swallow truth that you in fact do care. Your thoughts were interrupted by a loud ding from your phone. 

Tae: I’m outside your dorm! You: ok coming out 

You grabbed your coat and were about to leave your room before a thought popped in your head. You walked outside and found Taehyung standing by the entrance of your dorm building, scrolling on his phone. Taehyung was wearing a simple black shirt tucked into black jeans with a long gray coat. With his beautiful curly hair and black sunglasses, he looked like a movie star. You wanted to sprint back inside your dorm and hide because you truly did not want to be seen in public with him. He looked up from his phone and gave a genuine smile “Hey!” “Hey Taehyung.” You stood awkwardly distanced from him. “Um I was kinda stressed last night and I ended up baking cupcakes. I knew you used to love my strawberry desserts so I brought one for you” you handed a cupcake wrapped in a napkin to him. “Are you being for real? You made me a strawberry cupcake? Oh my gosh, you’re the best” he pulled you into a giant hug. Not really liking physical affection, you pushed against his chest to try to pull away. He let go of you and grinned broadly “This made my day. I’m so happy now” “Are you ever not?” You mumbled so he couldn’t hear. The local town was only about a 10 minute walk so you were hoping this whole outing with Taehyung would only last an hour or so. “So why were you stressed?” Taehyung said unwrapping his cupcake. You couldn’t tell him that he was causing your stress because to be honest, you didn’t even know why his sudden presence in your life was causing you this much anxiety. “Oh just school stuff.” You always gave superficial answers to those types of questions. Your automatic assumption is that people don’t really care about what you’re going through; they’re just asking out of courtesy. He gave you a suspicious look as if he didn’t believe you but he didn’t press further. You and Taehyung quietly chatted about school, classes and soccer until you reached the quaint local town. Taehyung was talking about his frat and how they were having a themed party in anticipation for their huge game. You were half paying attention to what he was saying when you saw a table covered in books in front of one of the shops. You immediately stopped and glanced at all the books on the table. You used to read a lot before school became a priority in your life, then you picked up baking as your stress reliever. But with this cute little bookstore right in front of you, you started to recall all the fond memories you had as a child and you couldn’t resist. “Let’s go in here,” you said, smiling at Taehyung. He looked at you really weirdly for a second, like he was shocked or something. “Or not,” you said, mumbling, starting to walk away from the store. “No no let’s go in. Sorry if I looked kinda surprised. It’s just” he scratched the back of his head and gave a small laugh “Every time we’ve talked you never smile. And you just did. And it was super cute” a small blushed bloomed his cheeks. He quickly added “I definitely want to go in the bookstore.” The sudden compliment by Taehyung made you want to crawl in a hole. Okay, first of all I’m sure I’ve smiled in front of him....at some point.. You nodded and entered the store with him behind you. You began to browse through books and felt Taehyung hovering behind you. “Umm....so where are the....interesting books” Taehyung whispered behind you as he took off his sunglasses. “Interesting books?” You said turning to look at him “Ya know like Harry Potter, Percy Jackson, that sorta thing.” “Taehyung...you’re 19.” “Yea I know but...” “Tell me you’ve read a book since we were in middle school.” “You know, life is busy. Sometimes, we ju-“ “Okay Taehyung.” You said rolling your eyes. You continued to browse until you picked out a few books that caught your eye. Taehyung was trailing behind you the entire time like a lost puppy. It was kinda annoying but also super endearing. You purchased your books and Taehyung said “I remember you were always reading when we were kids. And you used to read to me when we go have picnics in the park! Remember?” You smiled, thinking back to those days. Most of your memories of reading did include Taehyung. Him forcing you to sit and read your favorite passage of the book you were currently reading. “Yea, I remember.” You said “I also remember you being a dumbass then just like how you are now.” Taehyung laughed “Yea I was a dumbass. But at least I started reading actual books because of you.” You two continued to walk while you explained your book purchases to him. “Wow” Taehyung said “those books sound super....enlightening” he smiled at his vocab choice. You couldn’t help but laugh. “Yea I’m excited to read them. I’ve actually been meaning to read The New Jim Crow for a while now so I’m probably going to start once I get back to my dorm.” You noticed Taehyung was staring at a shop across the street. It looked almost like an antique store. “Do you wanna go in there?” You said asking carefully He nodded hesitantly. You entered the store with Taehyung and his eyes lit up. “Wow look at this camera!” He said. There was a large vintage camera placed on the front display. It seemed like one of those Polaroid types. He picked it up carefully and analyzed it. You had almost forgotten. Taehyung used to love photography and art. When you were children, Taehyung had many disposable cameras and he was constantly taking pictures of the scenery, of his friends, and you. Even though you hated getting your photo taken, Taehyung would always secretly take pictures of you and show them to you once they were developed. You always ended up loving his photos of you the most. You hadn’t realized that Taehyung had started wandering around the store. You found him standing in front of a large painting. “It’s a modern rendition of Van Gogh's Starry Night” he told you. The painting had a cityscape with the iconic starry night swirls in the background. As you went with Taehyung around the store, he gave factoids about almost all the paintings there. I didn’t realize he was still interested in art . Taehyung ended up purchasing the vintage camera in front display along with the film for it. When you exited the store, Taehyung exhaled deeply. “I miss photography,” he said solemnly. “I stopped during high school, when I started dating Yeji.” You internally winced at the sound of her name. “I want to start again,” Taehyung said. “That’ll be good. You’ll have to show me your photos once you get developed,” you said with a small smile. It got quiet for a moment and you felt a question pressing your mind that you needed to ask Taehyung. “Why did you ask me to hang out?” You said bluntly. He smiled, “Why? I can’t ask a friend to hang out?” “No, but we haven’t hung out in a long time,” You said quietly. “It feels a bit random.” Taehyung stopped walking, “You’re right. It is a bit random and I haven’t really talked to you in a long time.” He paused, pondering for a moment, then continued, “I’m really homesick. College is hard. Being away from home is really hard, harder than I ever expected. And you remind me of home.” He scoffed at his own words “Actually, you are my home. Whenever I see you walking on campus, I feel...a sense of comfort, ya know? You’re someone who knows me, like actually knows me, Taehyung, not Kim Taehyung, the soccer player, or whatever people are labeling me.” You were shocked at his words. You truly had no idea that Taehyung was homesick. He seemed so normal and perfectly happy, like all the time. It was kinda nauseating. But he had put up a front the whole time. “Oh. I’m so sorry you’ve been feeling that way” wow that sounds so fake. You were so bad at consoling people that you weren’t close to. “But If you ever need to talk to someone, I’m always here Tae.” He gave you a smile “You used to call me Tae all the time. You only called me Taehyung when you were mad at me.” That was true. You didn’t realize he had picked up on it. “Well I must have called you Taehyung a lot” you said teasingly. “Only when I would pair us up for a school project” he said with a wink. You and Taehyung started heading back home and Taehyung started asking more about yourself. You gave short, one word answers, not really going in depth about anything. You hated talking about yourself and your feelings with people who you knew didn’t actually care. Taehyung seemed to get frustrated and he said “okay, why aren’t you telling me anything? I talked to you about myself. I know your life isn’t just school. I know you have feelings that aren’t ‘I’m stressed about grades’. Why are you shutting me out?” You sighed and said “Yea well I shut everyone out. Don’t take it personally. It’s just easier.” You realized that was probably really cold, but you were getting exhausted with his questions. Taehyung doesn’t really care about me. Or my feelings. He’s just a fuckboi who just wants any girl’s attention. You were walking at a faster pace so you were ahead of him and didn’t have to see his disheartened expression. He pulled your arm so you had to face him “Hey. I don’t know why you’re acting like this but I guess I have to make this abundantly clear: I’m your friend so I care about your well being. I’m sorry for not trying in our friendship but that’s in the past. I’m trying now and isn't that worth something?” You stared at him. His eyes were big and pleading. God he looks so cute. You immediately felt bad for being rude to him, “Yea, I do appreciate it. But like this is just a one time thing right? You were feeling sad and we hung out. That’s it.” “No ______, I miss our friendship,” he said in a genuine tone. You recoiled at the word friendship. Because that’s all you’ll ever be to Taehyung, a friend. “I don’t want this to be a one time thing. I want us to be in each other’s lives. Like before,” he said. You took a deep breath. It was simple. You could be friends with him. You just need to keep a clear mind and remember that you and Taehyung are not destined for anything more. “Yea. Me too,” you said, giving him a small smile. “Great! I’m so excited! This means you can come this weekend then right?” He said with his huge boxy smile. “What’s this weekend?” “______ were you not paying attention? I told you, this weekend BTS is having a party remember? At our frat house?” There was no way in hell you would ever step foot into an STI infested death trap Taehyung called a frat house. In fact the notion of you going to a frat party was so insane that you started to cackle. You doubled over in a fit of laughter. Taehyung just stared at you in confusion. “Uh what’s so funny?” he said, chuckling nervously. “If you think I would ever go to a frat party, then you’re crazy,” you said, still laughing. “What? Why wouldn’t you come?” “Taehyung, do I look like a person to go to your soccer frat? Plus I won’t know anyone there and it’ll be just so awkward.” “Well...no...but like why does that matter? I’m inviting you. I want you to be there! I promise I’ll be with you the whole time. Please!” He said. God he’s making those stupid doe eyes again. Taehyung was such a weakness for you. You would do anything to see his idiotic smile. “Ugh fine. But I’m literally going to say hi to you and then dipping,” you said crossing your arms over your chest. “That’s fine! As long as you come!” He said excitedly. His phone buzzed and he glanced at it, “Fuck I got soccer practice in like 20 minutes. I gotta go. But I’ll see you around!” Taehyung started to sprint off and you were just about to turn around before he called to you, ”By the way, the theme is catholic school so I expect to see you dress up.” What the shit is a catholic school theme?

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You had begun spending more time with Taehyung without even meaning to and things were almost how they used to be. Except for the fact that you needed to keep reminding yourself that Taehyung was a fuckboi. But you found it becoming harder to stop dreaming about “what if”. “Where did you get cake from?” You whined as Taehyung came over holding a paper plate with a large slice of chocolate cake with strawberries on top. He was wearing his practice uniform still. You were sitting on the picnic table tops near the soccer field, revising your psychology notes. You didn’t have time to stress bake this week and you felt your mouth watering at the sight of chocolate cake. He took a large bite and said “Scoot over. I wanna sit next to you” “Not until you tell me where you got that cake from,” you said scooting over because you really didn’t want him hovering over you. He smiled as he sat on the bench next to you and winked “A secret.” “You’re so fucking annoying.” You punched his arm. His nose scrunched up in pain and he rubbed the spot where you punched him “Ow! Some girl gave it to me in exchange for taking a picture of my abs.” You couldn’t help but roll your eyes, “Wow you really sold your body for cake.” Taehyung took another large bite of cake, “It was worth it and I would definitely do it again” “Of course you would. You and your singular brain cell can’t really make high functioning decisions.” He set the cake on the table and ran his fingers through his hair, “Hurtful.” Then he looked you dead in the eyes and said with a smirk “But maybe you’re just jealous.” You knew what he was trying to imply (and maybe you were a bit jealous because apparently Taehyung just goes around showing his abs) but you would never give him that satisfaction, “I’m jealous that you have a piece of cake and I don’t.” He raised his eyebrow and leaned his face close to yours, “Yea right. I think you’re just jealous that she got to see my abs.” “Okay Taehyung.” You said rolling your eyes. You began to pack up your stuff, closing your textbook and putting away your pencils. Once Taehyung started getting flirty and cocky you knew it was time to leave. He grabbed your arm as you tried to shove your notebooks into your bag “I was jokinggg. ________ don’t leave me alone,” Taehyung said with a pout. God how does he look cute even when he’s being a pain in the ass. You pulled your arm from his grasp and said “Give me those strawberries and I’ll stay.” He plucked off a strawberry from the cake with his fingers and said “Say ah.” You were not going to let Taehyung feed you a strawberry that was too fucking weird. You tried to grab his wrist and take the strawberry from his hand with your own. “Just give it to me, I'm capable of eating by myself,” you said aggressively. He pushed your hands away and shoved his fingers close to your mouth, “Shut up and open your mouth” This was so humiliating but Taehyung loved to push your buttons and you knew you wouldn’t win this one. You opened your mouth and he put the strawberry in. Your eyes connected with his for a second and you quickly looked away, “This is good. Definitely worth selling your dignity.” He smirked “I know right!” He looked at your mouth and said, “You got some chocolate on your face. Here lemme get it.” Before you could process what he was saying, he swiped his thumb on the corner of your mouth. The feeling of his hand on your face warmed your cheeks immediately. Well fuck. “Oh shit look at the time I have to go,” you said, motioning to your wrist that clearly did not have a watch. You quickly walked away so he couldn’t see the blush blooming over your entire face. Literally he didn’t even do anything. Why the fuck do you have to get worked up about the smallest things? You were just about to make your escape from Taehyung before he shouted out across the entire quad, “Hey __________! I better see you there on Saturday!” Oh my god why did he do that? Everyone is staring at me now. You gave him a thumbs up and walked into the nearest building. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Hana I don’t actually have to go. Tae probably invites so many girls to these frat parties,” you groaned as you spun around on your swivel chair. “Oh so it’s Tae now? No more Taehyung?” Hana said with a smirk. You rolled your eyes, “Shut up, I used to call him that before, it’s just an old habit” Hana put her hands on your shoulders to get you to stop spinning and said in a reassuring tone, “Honey, I’m sure Taehyung does invite other girls. But those other girls just want to get into his pants. You’re just a ‘friend’ as you claim.” “I am just a friend! I just don’t know why I have to go if he’s going to be busy with other people,” You said, leaning your head back on the chair. Hana said pleaded, “Just go this one time and then if you absolutely hate it you don’t ever have to go again.” Tired of arguing, you said, “Ugh fine.” Hana clapped her hands together, “Oh my gosh finally! I didn’t think that would actually work. Okay so now what are you going to wear?” She began to rifle through her closet. You stared at her as she began to throw clothes onto the ground, “He said the theme was catholic school. Whatever the fuck that means.” Hana said “It means short skirts and button downs,”, gesturing to her own outfit. Hana was wearing a blue and red plaid schoolgirl skirt with a knotted white button down, revealing her midriff. The thought of wearing anything revealing made you feel nauseous, “Yea I think I would rather set myself on fire than do that.” You stared at Hana. She was so pretty and her kind personality only further highlighted that. You were jealous of the girls who would wear makeup not because they felt pressure by society but because they were confident enough in themselves to do so. You were jealous of the girls who felt comfortable in their own skin and didn’t want to hide from the world. Your insecurities controlled your life. It was the reason why you wore clothes 3 times your size. It was the reason why you didn’t bother to put on makeup because you knew you would just notice all your flaws more. You could not help but think that every person that looks at you only saw the things you hated about yourself. It was the reason why you fully and truly believed no one could ever love you back. Because we choose to accept the love we think we deserve (taken from Perks of Being a Wallflower author's note). While you were roaming your thoughts, you realized Hana was taking out outfits for you. “You could wear this,” she said holding up a polo dress, “or this” holding up a short navy skirt “Hana, those are cute but it’s a catholic themed party right? So I think I’ll just stick to the original concept,” you said with a smile, standing up from your chair. You went to your closet and started to rummage through. Hana immediately became worried, “______ no no no no. I know what you’re thinking and this is not a time for your rebellious acts. You can still be a feminist while showing off your body” “I never said you couldn’t do that but I truly do not give a fuck about what anyone thinks of me so,” you said as you rummaged through your own closet and pulled out a long navy skirt you owned “I’ll just wear this” pulled out a white sweater “and this.” Hana smacked her palm against her forehead and groaned, “Ugh at least it’s cute.” -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

“Hana, do we really have to go?” You turned to her as you approached the frat house. Loud music was blasting and you could hear the chatter of people from down the street. You could feel the anxiety building up in your chest. You really didn’t want to be hanging out with Taehyung if it meant dealing with girls who were just trying to climb on his dick. “Yes! This is good for you. You need to socialize and not worry about school for a little bit.” She said pushing you up the street. You were amazed at her determination, dragging you up to a party on an uphill street while wearing black stilettos. “It’s not fair how I’ve been trying to get you to go to a party all year and you never went but once Kim Taehyung swings his dick in front of you, suddenly you show up.” she grumbled. “Literally, shut up. I’m only going so his dumbass can leave me alone. I really could care less about his feelings or his dick,” you said staring at your dirty white sneakers. “Rightttt” Hana said in an unconvincing tone. She pulled you up to the frat house door and pushed you inside. You walked into the house with Hana right behind you. You looked around and you felt immediately out of place. Firstly, you were definitely the only one who went with the original intent of the concept “catholic school”. Secondly, there were way too many people grinding on each other. You immediately turned to Hana and said excitedly “let’s leave!” She turned you back in the direction of the party and held onto your shoulders, “No no no I dragged you all the way here in my fucking stilletos so you are not leaving without saying hi to Taehyung.” Crossing your arms, “Fine, but we have to find that idiot first” You scoped around the party and saw him. Of course he’s surrounded by a crowd of obnoxiously pretty girls. You accidentally locked eyes with him and he waved at you. You didn’t expect much else so you were about to turn around to Hana and tell her you were leaving but she looked at you and said “Oh hey. There’s Taehyung, he’s coming over here.” You quickly said, “I’m sure he’s coming over to talk to someone else here so let’s just go.” But before you could turn to the door you heard his overly friendly voice shout “Hey ______!” Shit “Hey Taehyung,” you said, turning to him. Fuck, he looked good. He was wearing white collared shirt with black slacks. He had on a red and blue tie that had become loose which just only amplified the hotness of his outfit. He put his arm around your shoulder and said “You look cute. Love the outfit.” His close presence made you uneasy. You could smell his cologne; you didn’t really know what the scent was exactly but it definitely smelled really good and distinctly like Taehyung. You already felt super out of place and you weren’t in the mood for Taehyung's teasing so you said in an aggressive tone, “You don’t need to be mean. I get it. I’m dressed like an actual nun” “No ______ I’m being serious. I think you really do look cute” “Oh,” you felt a blush creeping onto your cheeks ”Thanks I guess.” Wanting to get the attention away from yourself, you quickly gestured to your friend, “This is my roommate Hana.” Taehyung's eyes widen in realization, “Ah I’ve seen her around the frat house before with Jungkookie.” Hana chuckled nervously and brushed her hair behind her ear, “Ah yea I’ve been here a bit.” She didn’t really like talking too much about her relationship with Jungkook so changing the topic, Hana said, “I had no idea you and _______ knew each other.” You interjected before Taehyung could say something stupid, “Yea, we used to be best friends.” Taehyung looked at you and in his fake hurt tone, he said “Used to be? We still are best friends.” You realized he was definitely tipsy because he was acting quite childish now, more so than his normal amount. One of his friends, Jimin you think, came over and whispered something to Taehyung. You took this opportunity to duck away from his embrace. You turned to Hana but she was looking at something with her nose scrunched up, obviously disgusted by something. You follow her eyeline and see that she’s staring at Jungkook who is dancing with some girl. “Ugh fuck Jungkook,” you say. You suspected that your friend has caught feelings for Jungkook but you know that with her stubborn personality she would never admit it. “What?” She realized you saw her staring at Jungkook. “oh that? Whatever. Jungkook can do whatever he wants. It's not like we are exclusive.” Hana said, whipping her head away from Jungkook and the girl. Then she smiled at Jimin with an evil glint in her eye and you knew that she got some idea in her head. Hana said in her sweetest voice possible “Hey Jimin.” Jimin immediately broke from his conversation with Taehyung, flashing his beautiful smile at her, “Hey Hana! I haven’t seen you in a bit.” “Oh you know classes have been a bit overwhelming lately. I’d really like to take my mind off all the stress,” she said twirling her hair around her finger. “Oh I see, well I think dancing with me would definitely take your mind off of school” Jimin said cockily, extending his hand out to Hana. “I would love that,” she said, grabbing his hand. Jimin pulled Hana away from you and toward the crowd of people dancing. How the fuck did Hana do that so easily? She literally got Jimin's attention just by saying hello. You were left standing with Taehyung alone. “I know you didn’t want to be here but I’m so glad you came,” he said but you could barely hear his voice over the blasting music. “Sorry I can't really hear what you’re saying. The music is too loud.” You were trying to motion out the words for Taehyung and he nodded understanding the message. He extended his hand out to you and you glanced at it uneasily. He gave you a serious stare and grabbed your hand, leading you through the crowd. The large sea of people surrounding you made you feel really uneasy, so unconsciously you gripped his hand harder. He smirked at you but you stared at the ground not trying to give him the satisfaction. You realized he was leading you up the stairs. He kept on holding your hand and led you to the third door on the left. He quietly pushed open the door and you entered the room behind him. Um why did he bring me into his room? What does he want from me? You started to feel nauseous. Does Taehyung think you’re a girl who just wants to fuck? Your feelings were so confused and you definitely didn’t want to do anything with Taehyung in his room that he probably brought girls over to every weekend. He noticed your troubled expression and said, “Hey. I brought you here because I wanted to talk somewhere quiet. No other reason.” he said in a calm voice. The bubble of anxiety in your chest dispersed. But being his stupid self he winked at you and said, “I mean unless you want to.” “Shut the fuck up. You’re such a headass,” you said, shaking your head. You looked around his room and his room was nicely decorated, a lot more modern and minimalist than you thought a college student was capable of designing. You noticed a photo frame hung up and immediately smiled. “That’s my favorite birthday gift. I had to bring it,” Taehyung said standing behind you. It was a framed photograph taken by Taehyung's favorite photographer, Ante Badzim. You gave it to him on his 16th birthday, before everything changed. “Downstairs, I was saying I was glad you came tonight,” he said as he sat down on the edge of bed. “Yea I mean I said I would come. For you, only” you said sitting next to him. “That’s why you’re my best friend.” He said giving you a hug. Drunk Tae is way more affectionate than regular Tae. You laughed pushing him away, “For sure, Taehyung. It’s not because you annoyed me into coming.” Taehyung laid down on the bed with his legs dangling on the edge. With the moonlight streaming onto his face, you felt like you could see him clearly for the first time. His curly hair, his double eyelid on his right eye, the little mole on his nose. He looked tired. You laid on his bed next to him taking in the first moment of peacefulness of the night. The room was a comfortable quiet. He broke the silence with a whisper “Why did we stop being friends?” You knew exactly what he was talking about but in a poor attempt to escape the question you scoffed uncomfortably, “What are you talking about? We’ve always been friends” He turned his head to you but you kept your head straight ahead focused the little cracks on the ceiling above you. He said with a bit more confidence “No, I mean we used to be best friends but then we stopped. We were just friends. We didn’t talk as much and we barely hung out.” You were quiet. A million thoughts running through your head. What were you supposed to do? Tell him the truth? Oh yea so like I kinda was in love with you when we were juniors in highschool and I thought you maybe felt the same but when I finally picked up the courage to tell you the very same evening you called me telling me that you asked out another girl and that you totally liked her. Then you ended up dating that girl for the entirety of junior and senior year and because seeing you two together every day for two years broke me and pained my heart that I just had to basically cut you out of my life. 

Yeah, right. Like you could ever face up to the reality of your feelings and tell them to another live human being. 

You whispered into silence with a choked out, “I don’t know.” You turned your head facing him, “I’m sorry that happened but sometimes people fall apart.” He looked at you with his big brown doe eyes, “I just want to know if it was something I did so I can never do it again. This past week I realized how much I needed you in my life and if I did something for us to lose two years of friendship, I want to never do it again.” Your heart trembled at his earnest words. You knew he meant it. He truly didn’t know what happened. And that’s exactly why you can’t fall for him again. He doesn’t even know what he does to you, what he does to your feelings. Taehyungs words didn’t help. You could feel your will slipping but you pushed the thought aside. You stared back into the darkness of his eyes, “You didn’t do anything Taehyung. Plus like you said, what happened is in the past and what matters is now.” “You’re right. I just missed you so much” he wrapped his arm around your shoulders, nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck. “Your hair smells so good,” he whispered. What the fuck. Taehyung must be so drunk. This was getting way too intimate for your comfort. “Let’s go downstairs Taehyung.” You pushed his arms from your shoulders and sat up. He got up and looked at you, “You better not leave as soon as we go down.” “No promises,” you said chuckled, as you walked out his door. You noticed some people were staring at you but you shrugged it off. It must because of your completely out of place outfit. Taehyung was behind you still so you turned to him and said, “I’m going to go to the kitchen and get some water.” “I’ll be on the couch,” Taehyung said as he walked away. You nodded at him, went to the kitchen, and opened the fridge. You were attempting to find a bottle of water in the fridge because you stupidly forgot your own at your dorm. When you closed the fridge door, there was a girl waiting behind it. You assumed she was trying to get to the fridge so you tried to duck out of her way but she called your name, “______ right?” “Um yea.” You were thoroughly confused as to how this girl knew your name. You didn’t get a good look at her until she said your name. She was very pretty with light brown hair cascading down her shoulder. She gave a cold smile and said “My name is Jennie, but you probably knew that” Jennie. That sounded familiar but you couldn’t remember where you heard her name before. “Yea I just wanted to know um what's your deal with Taehyung? I saw you go up into his room with him.“ Shit, that probably looked really bad. You felt your cheeks redden at the innuendo. “Yea but like nothing happened. Tae and I are just friends.” “Yea I know that. As if he would ever hook up with anyone like you.” Her tone was icy and insulting. Then suddenly you remembered where you heard her name. Before you came to the party tonight Hana was telling you all of the tea about the BTS frat. Hana told you that even though none of the BTS guys, except for Namjoon, had significant others, they still had people they regularly hooked up with. For Jungkook, it was Hana (but you were pretty sure they had gone exclusive without even meaning to). For Taehyung, it was Jennie. You knew that her comment was surface level, but it still stung a little. “Yea I know that. But that’s why we are just friends,” you said shrugging your shoulders. “I’m just saying, even as ‘friends’ don’t get your hopes up. Taehyung breaks a lot of girls' hearts without even meaning to.” Her insulting tone changed to one of almost concern. As if she was looking out for you. “Thanks for the advice. I appreciate it. But I know Taehyung and I don’t think I can fall for him.” you said, not believing your own words. She smiled and this time it felt real. “Ok good. I’ll see you around,” she said and then stalked away. The anxiety in your heart didn’t go away but when you took a deep breath the air seemed lighter. You headed back to the couch where Taehyung was waiting for you. Suddenly as you came to a realization of what was in front of you, you felt your heart almost drop before you caught yourself and scoffed. Boys are so fucking oblivious. Of course, you left Taehyung for 5 minutes alone and he already had a girl on his lap, practically eating his face. She pulled his face closer to his and you watched as he cupped her cheek. Even though you mostly felt like you didnt care, your heart felt heavy in your chest as she curled her hands through his permed hair, something you've daydreamed about. You only came to this party for Taehyung and now he seemed preoccupied. Alright it’s time to leave. You checked your phone. 12:37. If I leave now, I could binge a couple episodes of Parks and Rec. Just as you were about to turn around and leave, somehow Taehyung noticed you from the corner of his eye. He pulled his face away from the girl on his lap and called to you, “Hey ______. Are you leaving already?” Why the fuck does he care? He has a girl grinding on his dick right now. Why can’t he just leave me alone? “Uh yea I came here to hang out with you but you seem...a bit busy... so I’ll head out now,” you said with a light chuckle. The girl on his lap glared at you, mad that you took his attention away from her. She started kissing his neck aggressively. “Wait if you still want to hang out, we can!” Taehyung exclaimed, trying to shift away from the girl on him. Why the fuck does he want to hang out with me? This girl is obviously trying to get in his pants. You felt self conscious with the girl staring daggers at you while Taehyung was trying to talk to you. “No no I’m tired anyways I’ll see you...later I guess” you said waving him off. “______ wait!” He called But you already left. Seeing Taehyung make out with some random, really pretty girl, kind of ruined your mood and also the girl on his lap who looked like she wanted to tear your hair out didn’t help your interest in staying longer. When you got back to the dorm, you glanced at your phone. Tae: hey did you make it back to ur room  okay? You: yep Tae: sorry if I made things awkward You: it wasn’t awkward. Idc what u do tae. Tae: oh ok. You stared at your ceiling and chuckled to yourself. You almost for a second thought Taehyung was different. But he wasn’t. He was just like every other headass boy on this planet. At least you caught yourself before he cracked through your guard. You couldn’t fall for him. Not again. Your phone buzzed and you checked the text you got. Tae: wanna get waffles tomorrow morning? You scoffed loudly. He fucks one girl and then wants to get breakfast with another. Boys are so clueless. You were thinking of what excuse to text him, but then he sent another text. Tae: ik ur thinking of some excuse to say no so if you say yes ill pay. Damn he knew you. You: fine Tae: bet. See you tomorrow 🍓 girl You inhaled a deep breath and whispered to yourself you don’t like Kim Taehyung. You don’t like him. You can’t like him again. But somehow the words you said were disconnected from the confused feelings in your heart. The familiar knot in your heart should have been the red flag to make you realize that you were fucked.

author’s note: theres a line in here that is not mine “we accept the love we think we deserve” it is taken from perks of being a wallflower. also, the summary was adapted from billie eilish’s bitches broken hearts. btw the books and movies i reference in here are some of my favs! lmk if ur enjoying the fic so far! 

tags: @fleurmoon @tangledsparkles @chocolatebelievercrusade

[mistymark]

nct dream as classmates

renjun

carries like 346342 things in his pencil case

is constantly drawing in his notebook and textbooks

leans over to doodle in the margins of your pages

his notes are really messy tho

rolls his eyes at ur much neater, more aesthetically pleasing notes

but is always willing to give u coloured pens and pencils to keep to a colour theme

is probably shocked to find out he's top of the class and thinks its a joke

but boy is just smart af

but all his word documents are titled like ‘redox fucking reactions’ ‘what the fuck is a chloroplast’ ‘??????????’

sends u all his notes tho

texts u at midnight all the time for no fuckin reason

it always starts with ‘yo are u still awake’

and ur like ‘yeah whats up’

and then he’ll respond with the most RANDOM shit

like what goes through that boys head

‘do u think I should use yellow or orange for the next part of my project’

‘idk send me a photo’

‘no just pick’

‘uh yellow’

‘im gonna go with blue’

either rocks up to classes looking like a god or an absolute mess theres no in between

marches through the halls with his hair a mess and doesnt give a shit

lowkey terrifies the younger students lmao

but will help them out if they ask for it

jeno

good student

studies enough but doesnt stress that much

he's just here for a good time

throws snacks at u when u frown at ur work until u look up at him and smile

lowkey worried about ur mental health

that shy kid that everyone expects to be average at all his subjects but u catch a glance of his tests and theyre all A+

owns a planner

uses it

what

I know

keeps track of a lot of school events bc he has a lot of extra curriculars

tries to get u to join more

(no)

probably knows ur schedule better than u do

‘hey jeno what do u have next’

‘calculus’

‘...’

‘that means you have chemistry’

ur always yelling at him through the halls like ‘OI JENO WHERE U GOING’ to try and find out what subject u have next

walks u to classes even if theyre in the completely wrong direction to his own

you really only have study hall together

but u had a lot of classes in common last year and ur habits of studying together just carried through I guess

has really good fashion sense 

lowkey dresses like a fuckboi

donghyuck

sometimes you just wanna punch him in the face tbh

‘hey y/n can I borrow a pencil?’

‘do u have spare paper?’

‘can we share ur textbook’

but ofc u love him sm and he's ur study buddy

studying together mainly ends up with him lying on ur bed throwing a ball up in the air while u sit at ur desk and actually study

is so willing to quiz you with ur flashcards tho

beams so hard when u get something write while he's quizzing u

claims he’ll treat u to coffee afterwards but never does lmao

makes up songs and rhymes to help him remember formulas and equations

recites the quadratic formula song whenever u mention math (even if it has nothing to do with what ur learning)

always suggests going to cafes and parks and stuff to study then spends the entire time doing the opposite of studying

‘come onnn y/n u need to relax a bit’

texts u in the morning to ask u to bring him a spare calculator or something for a test bc he forgot his

claims u to be his life saver

probably has ur contact in his phone as ‘lifeline’ or something equally cheesy

really appreciates u tho

jaemin

literally the #1 study buddy

brings heaps of snacks whenever u study together

when its late he’ll text u and tell u to go to sleep

has every single study tip crammed into his head and regurgitates them all whenever u complain about having to study

furrows his brows when u say u didn't get enough sleep but doesnt say anything

he's probably popular af

flirts with the teachers and laughs when u elbow him to stop

soooo well known ?? like even people at other schools know him ??

has aesthetic notes tho

probably has his own studygram

wears soft sweaters to classes

literally just looks like he has his life in order

gets one bad grade and studies his butt off to improve

‘life is all about improving y/n we cant all be amazing at everything straight away’

keeps u sane tbh

like literally how has he not had a mental breakdown yet its the middle of the year

youve had four just this week

‘do u want me to bring u coffee this morning?’

chenle

studies with u all the time

but he doesnt actually study

he's just waiting for u to finish so u can go catch a movie or go out to eat

stays up late playing video games

*sips coffee* “I havent slept in six days”

doesnt even like the taste of coffee

all the teachers love him tho

like he's playful and cheery but is super respectful too

he's just really good w adults ?

sends u texts during class and u wonder how he hasn't been caught

probably has never had a detention

but has been close to getting one 1289823 times

that kid that carries around one 5-subject notebook and two pens and thats literally it

brings his own lunch but trades it for jisung’s lunchables

sneaks food off ur plate all the time in the cafeteria

smiles at everyone in the hallway

offers u a ride home as much as he can

or he catches the bus with you

and shares his headphones with u

jisung

probably that kid that takes aggressive notes in the back of the class

tells u to shut up during class (and its not so he can focus lmao)

tries to get all his work done in class so he has no homework

groans whenever the teacher gives u activities

makes a face whenever a new slide pops up on the board

lots of question marks in his notes

‘to find the derivative of an exponential, it stays the same?’

‘aerobic respiration occurs in three stages: ????, the Krebs cycle and the electron transport chain’

invites u over to play video games the night before a big test

‘its self care’

shut up jisung we all know u just need an excuse to hang out

the teachers convince him to sign up to be a tutor

makes u come to all his tutoring sessions

you go out to eat afterwards

and just chill on a park bench and eat food truck food until its getting late

offers u his jacket on the walk home

has really red cheeks that are ‘from the cold’

theyre not

[the-ginger-is-loose-again]

"Animal Science I and II" were electives at my high school, electives I took because I knew I wanted to work with animals. It was mainly about farm animals, but we learned some basic wildlife stuff, general animal husbandry as well as suturing and dissections and food intake/medicine calculations, random stuff like that. Misconceptions of the farm industry, actual issues with the farm industry, etc. It was one of the "Agriculture Department" classes, which you had to be in to join the FFA, hence that focus

Did a field trip with that class and when talking to my History teacher to get whatever work I'd be missing that day he went "why are you in that? That's the dumb kid science class" (first of all, I don't think a teacher should label anything "dumb kid thing" cause uhhhh, wtf is wrong with you)

On one hand, sure it wasn't Biology I/II or Chemistry I/II (all 4 of which I also took), and yes, many kids who took it, took it for a science credit rather than bio or earth sciences or whatever. BUT, our biology department was fucked in high school! Both teachers were fucking morons who didn't know how to teach to save their lives, refused to teach evolution even though they knew it was on the AP exam, when we did a dissection the Bio II teacher left us in a room with a packet that was on its 50th photocopy for ~3 days to figure it out on our own! (He hung out in the other room with the people who elected to dissect the sheep's eye instead of the cat, cause the eye is so much more complicated than an entire cat 🙄) The Animal Science teacher was a God send, and sure I didn't learn the Krebs cycle or whatever, but I wasn't fucking learning it in Bio either, and I work in a lab and use that she she taught me way more frequently

(There was also a truly stupid girl in my Bio ii class who would wear low cut shirts and lean forward on the desk when talking to our teacher and talk about church and ask which church he went to so maybe she could join that one, and I don't think she could have told you what oxygen was but she got a higher grade than I did in that class? Are you kidding me? The teacher just gave everyone an A, low or high, so he looked good and no one would have a reason to complain and bring his bullshit to his bosses. Disgusting, I truly hated that man, and like, not her fault she found a way to survive that stupid class, good for her or whatever, use the tools you have to get ahead and life and shit, but the teacher ya know, shouldnt have been swayed like that and it was stupid and unfair)

And like, our school only required 3 credits (3 years worth) of science classes to graduate. Most people took earth science, then bio 1 and chem 1 at the standard or academic level (standard/academic/honors/AP). It was really easy for people to coast through the science classes without absorbing anything or learning how to interact with the environment around them. There was also Horticulture, Animal Science, and another Ag science I don't remember the name of, where the "dumb kids" yea know, learned actual life skills, while the upper floor teachers looked down on it, which is part of why we had 10 people in our class instead of 25.

Hot take!!!

Basic husbandry and animal care needs to be taught in school. Holy shit. The amount of times I’ve had to explain to people that, no you can’t feed your cat on vegetables alone, there is a lot of blood involved when animals give birth she’s not being abused, the baby rabbit doesn’t care of your dog is being “friendly” it’s terrified and likely to die of shock, no the baby deer wasn’t abandoned it’s waiting for it’s mother to come back do not pick it up holy shit stop taking perfectly healthy baby animals out of their environments your literally dooming them

animal care is fucking important. We share this earth with animals, they are a part of out daily lives. It’s not just people going into animal care that need to know this shit, it’s terrifying how much people don’t realize

[somuchanemoia]

The Literal Big Dick Energy

Okay, before we start, let me explain myself. I’m taking Biology right now and I hate it, so we are studying aerobic respiration in cells. I had lecture last night and it fried my brain so on the way home, I was just giddily thinking about well...this and your welcome. 

I’m not gonna lie this may be just crack at this point, but I love it and I hope you all do too. Enjoy some Felix the Science Guy fluff as you come to understand literal big dick energy. 

For @delta-roseblr who miraculously likes my fics of her boys. Thank you for creating my two favorite bois. 

“So, cells have dicks too...good to know.” Felix almost spat out the water in his mouth at Dean’s comment. He sputtered and managed to swallow down the liquid in his mouth before it was snorted out of his nose. He had no clue what his boyfriend was talking about but whatever it was, it sounded at least mildly entertaining.

“I’m sorry, but what the hell?” Felix snorted and gazed at the senior who was sitting on the floor across from him with a smile. Dean was looking at the large biology textbook with mild curiosity. It was the most interest Dean had actually shown in the thin pages of Brooker’s Biology 4th Edition all year, not that Felix really cared, even if he looked almost alluring while doing it.

Dean quirked an eyebrow and turned the thick book to face Felix, pointing at the picture of the page that they were on, “Man, You can’t tell me that ain’t a dick.” Dean chuckled, “See, it’s literally a dick.”

Felix felt himself smile and tried not to laugh too hard, “I know what a dick looks like, Dean.”

“Then you can’t deny that that, Felix, is a cell dick.”

Felix couldn’t help the laughter that came from between his lips, “Oh god, you’re hopeless. We’re studying metabolism.”

“Hey, fucking burns calories.” Dean grinned at him leaned closer to him over the coffee table that sat between them.

“True, but cells don’t fuck.”

“Obviously they do somewhat because we went at it this morning.”

“We’re made of cells, Stupid,” Felix reached out and flicked Dean’s nose lightly, “Cells themselves don’t fuck, remember? They go through mitosis.”

“Right, right,” Dean rolled his eyes playfully, “Why are we learning about cell dicks again?”

“Metabolism,” Felix pointed at the big bolded green letters stamped across the page, “More specifically, cellular respiration.”

“Sounds boring,” Dean’s blonde hair shifted over into his eyes for a brief moment as he leaned his head into his hand that was propped up on the table. He gave a small puff to move blonde curl out of his blue eyes and smiled lazily at Felix. Damn, Dean was hot.

“Boring, but important.”

“They always say that though,” Dean hummed, “Every teacher always says everything they are teaching you is important, what makes this any different?”

“Well, for starters, it allows you to survive. And play soccer. And read books. And write articles,” Felix grinned back at his boyfriend, “And it allows both of us to fuck, so I’d say it’s pretty substantial on the importance scale.”

Dean hummed once more and sat up, “Gods forbid we weren’t able to fuck, Felix.” He looked back down at the textbook again and his eyebrows scrunched together, “This still doesn't make any sense though.”

Felix shook his head a little and rolled his eyes, “Staring at a page isn’t gonna help you. That’s why you failed the first time around and why I’m here.” He chuckled and leaned over to point at the first picture in the series of the pictures on the page of text in front of Dean, “We start here with aerobic respiration. It’s the most common way that humans generate energy or…”

Dean blinked at him for a second before saying, “ATP?”

“That’s right! For humans to generate ATP from the food they consume.” Felix hummed, “This is how all of that happens.”

Dean nodded slowly and began twirling the pen he had been holding around his fingers, “Okay...what's with all the arrows?”

“We’ll get to that in a second,” Felix moved his finger over to the set chemical equation above the first picture, “You’ve taken chem before right?” He sure to God hoped Dean had. It’d make things ten times easier if he did.

“Yeah,” Dean smiled, “I recognize the equation. C2H12O6 + 6O2 → 6CO2 + 6H2O. That’s...a lot of Oxygen.”

Felix felt a small weight lift off his shoulders. Thank god he would not have to explain how chemistry worked on top of it to Dean. Dean was incredibly smart, but science seemed to fly right over his head half the time, “That’s what makes ATP.”

“Doesn’t seem to hard…” Dean cocked his head to the side, “But, it's harder than it looks, right?”

Felix shrugged, “Not hard, just complex...” He reached across Dean’s crappy coffee table and grabbed the notebook that was sitting in front of Dean and flipped to a blank page before tossing it sideways between them. He grabbed the black pen that Dean had been twirling in his fingers and wrote in big letters in the margin ‘AEROBIC RESPIRATION FOR SUCKAS’, “I hate the book's pictures anyways. Makes things more complicated.”

“Aerobic respiration for suckas?” Dean snorted, “Should I be offended?”

“You can if you want to, but let's be real, you are a sucka.” Felix quickly wrote out “Stage 1” in the left corner of the page, “You remember what the first stage is?”

Dean was quiet for a second before answering, “Glycogen? Glyco...something?”

“Close. It’s called Glycolysis,” Felix quickly scribbled that down before looking back up at Dean, “It’s called that because we start with glucose and then turn it into another thing.”

“Seems easy peasy to remember, that way.”

“Yep, glycolysis has 10 steps--”

“Fuck!”

“--but we just have to know the basic parts of it.” Felix smiled softly, “It takes place in the cytoplasm.”

“The green stuff!” Dean chimed in.

“The green stuff. We start with glucose,” Felix wrote on the page as he talked, “Which has 6 carbons.”

“And we have to make sure we have all our carbons by the end of it.” Dean took the pen from Felix’s hand and drew an arrow along the page and wrote a small ‘6C’ at the end of it.

“Right. So we do all these ten steps, and at the end, our glucose turns into…”

“Pyruvate, right?”

“Yep, but instead of just one pyruvate, it turns into two.”

Dean wrote it down and snorted, “Pyruvate...it's such a funny word. If you say it slow, it sounds even funnier. Pyyyruuuuvaaate. It's so funny but so eloquent. It's kind of intoxicating the more you say it you know.”

“Only you would say that.” Felix groaned halfheartedly.

“You’re dating a guy who wants to be a journalist...do you expect anything less?”

“We went from ‘cells have dicks’ to ‘eloquent and intoxicating’ within seconds.” Felix pointed out with a smirk.

“Writers...we go from 0 to 100 really fast,” Dean shrugged, “Just a fact. One minute we’re talking about breathtaking scenery, next thing you know we’re making dick jokes. Keeps the fun alive.”

Felix shook his head and rolled his eyes, but continued to smile, “It's a good thing you’re hot, you know that, right?”

“Has its perks,” Dean gave him the shit-eating grin that Felix couldn’t help but be a little turned on by. It was just that morning Dean had been wearing that expression as he hovered over Felix, his golden hair being rumpled from sleeping and his freckled skin shining like flecks of gold in the morning sunlight that poured in from Dean’s bedroom window. Even now, in the soft glow of the overhead light that Dean had flipped on when they had come into the living room after practice, Dean looked so perfect with his floppy blonde hair and big blue eyes and dashing smile. If Felix didn’t find Dean so damn beautiful, he’d almost be jealous of him.

“‘Another important thing to remember, “Felix said, stealing Dean’s pen back, “We have to talk about oxidation. It’s important later on.”

“Let me guess, it has to do with Oxygen?”

“Sorta, but not really,” Felix flipped a few pages back in the textbook and pointed at another weird looking diagram, “The important part to remember is that oxidation happens when one compound loses electrons and those electrons are picked up by another compound.”

“That sounds...intense…” Dean frowned a little as he looked at the picture.

“It’s the chemical equivalent of Zayn leaving One Direction, only to come back a few months later and do a track with Taylor Swift.”

Dean stared at him for a moment, “I don’t know what’s weirder, the fact that you used that example or the fact that you know a member of One Direction besides Harry Styles, who’s like the Justin Timberlake of the group.”

“You can thank my sister for that,” Felix looked up at Dean with a look that was almost pitying, “She’s obsessed with them...or at least she was.”

Dean smiled at him again, “Well, God bless.”

“Yeah, so you get the idea. Oxidation means one compound loses those electrons and reduction happens when those electrons are picked up. In this case, they’re being picked up by a compound called NAD+.”

“Which becomes NADH, when it's reduced.” Dean looked over at him unsurely.

“Yep.”

Dean let out a soft breath and nodded, “It’s starting to come back to me.”

“In glycolysis, that happens to two NAD+ molecules and those leave the equation and go off to the cell dick.”

Dean grinned, “You can’t stop thinking about that now, can you? Who has their head in the gutter now?”

“Shut the fuck up, dude,” Felix flipped back to the page with the Glycolysis demonstration on it, “ The other two things you need to know about this is that it produced two sets of ATP and leaves us with two Pyruvate molecules.”

“All ten steps for two ATP?” Dean blinked at him, “That’s bullshit. I’m calling it out for our cells but what a rip-off.”

“Just wait till we get to the Krebs cycle.” Felix chuckled and then slid his finger down to the next picture, “We have to go through the Pyruvate breakdown cycle first.”

Dean glanced down at the picture before looking back up at Felix, “It looks too simple.”

“That’s because it is. One step, one enzyme, pretty straightforward. We generate two more NADHs and turn Pyruvate into Acetyl CoA but that's about it.”

“That’s underwhelming,” Dean hummed, “Like the Krist Novoselic of the cycle. The Jensen Ackles before Supernatural. The Peggy Schyluar of anything.”

Felix cocked an eyebrow at his boyfriend, “Hamilton? Really?”

“What?” Dean looked down, his freckled cheeks turning a little red, “It’s catchy.”

Felix rolled his eyes and nudged Dean’s foot with his own under the coffee table, “Yeah, its the Peggy of the cycle.”

“While it's sweet and important, like Peggy,” Dean hummed, “It definitely doesn’t have big dick energy either.”

Felix reached over and flicked Dean’s nose, “Dude, no. Just no. Don’t be one of those guys.”

“I’m not wrong though.”

“No, but...just no. After Pyruvate gets turned into Acetyl CoA,” Felix made a quick note on the paper of where they were, “We go into the Krebs cycle which is just as ridiculous if not more than Glycolysis.”

“Oh goody,” Dean pulled a face, “Just what we need.”

“Long story short, you have the Acetyl CoA get down and dirty with another compound, they have two NADH kids, two FADH2 kids and then pop out another set of ATP before the Acetyl CoA divorces the compound and has a midlife crisis where it becomes carbon dioxide.”

“Must’ve been one hell of a night.”

“Saying since the carbon dioxide is then breathed out through our lungs, I’d say so.”

“Still, all three cycles for just four ATP. What the fuck is wrong with us?” Dean groaned and flopped his head down to lay on top of Felix’s hand that was pointing at the complicated pictures their textbook was offering. He was happy that Felix was able to put up with him when it came to biology. He was a lot easier to follow than Will, who almost always got so excited he forgot that Dean had no clue what any of the things he rambled about meant. Felix always made studying more fun and didn’t seem to mind explaining things to him in ways that he could understand. Plus, it meant that he got to watch Felix teach, which he always looked incredibly sexy doing. The way his lips would curl into a gentle smile as he talked, the way his eyebrows would scrunch together in concentration and the teasing tone in his voice as he talked always made Dean pay attention better than he ever could to the witch that taught Biology to them at school.

“That’s where our cell dick comes into play.” Felix’s fingers played with Dean’s hair softly as his voice came out with amusement.

Dean peeked up at him through his bangs and couldn’t help but smile at him as he turned to place a kiss on Felix’s knuckles, “Now we’re getting to the interesting part. Cell fuckery.” He sat up and looked down at the picture of the last picture on the page where a giant ATP Synthase was pictured in all its cell dick glory.

Felix snorted, “I can’t believe you just said, cell fuckery.”

“Dude, we’ve been over this…” Dean grinned as he pointed at the picture and cocked an eyebrow, “It’s a cell dick. Look at it!”

“And now I’m gonna teach you how it works,”

Dean chuckled, “I’m pretty sure I know how a dick works, Felix.” Dean scoffed before blushing again, “I already got the speech with the cucumber demonstration, thanks.”

Felix let out a laugh, “Oh god. Dude, I don’t need the image of your Aunt doing anything phallic like with cucumbers.”

Dean went a deeper red, “Gross. I don’t need that image either.”

“Remember all those NADH and FADH2 we had to wander off?”

“Yeah?”

“Well, they’ve all come to worship the cell dick by giving it their electrons.”

Dean snorted, “Sounds like a party...like every single drunk groupie at any rock concert ever, but I mean, whatever floats their boat right?”

“The electrons go through a series of proteins called the Electron Transport chain and every other protein they go through lets out a set number of Hydrogen ions when they pass through. Once the electrons reach the end, they get picked up by Oxygen and Hydrogen and they all get married and make water.”

“At least they are happy... ”

Felix smiled, “And then, all those Hydrogen ions come back in through the ATP Synthase, aka the cell dick.”

Dean’s eyes went big, “Uhm...that doesn’t...I don’t care if they’re cells, they shouldn’t be putting anything through their dick period.”

Felix snorted and reached for his bottle of water, taking a swig, “Dude, think of it like incredibly quick foreplay. These cells are like virgins being turned on for the first time, the Hydrogen ions make it go quickly and then--”

“They spew…” Dean finished as he grabbed his own water and took a sip.

“The cell dick begins to spin,”

“Wait!,” Dean nearly spewed water across their books as he laughed, “Their equipment spins?!”

“Yeah. It spins and then cums ATP.” Felix chuckled, “Lots of ATP. Like 28 ATPs at once.”

“Damn,” Dean shook his head with a smile on his face, “That’s literal big dick energy.”

Incase yall needed a little big cell dick energy, here ya go. 

As always, thank you to Delta for creating her boys and shout out to my bio prof who sorta inspirted this. If you hadn;t unknowingly drawn a giant dick on the board last night I wouldn’t be hysterically giddy at this point. 

If your a Delix hoe like I am, you can check out my other Delix ficlets under my Delix tag.

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#honestly i get u sm i hate the krebs cycle lol (but also i highly recommend ninja nerd lectures on yt to remember it much more easily!:))

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#5

11.04.21

Hi friends!

I’m actually announcing an hiatus for the next month because I’m preparing for my finals in a month and it’s going to be a rough one.

Since I have no queue because I haven’t figured out how to set up one the most you can expect from me is the occasional reblog.

Love you all and see you soon :)

47 notes • Posted 2021-04-11 17:13:59 GMT

#4

Day 1- Introduce yourself! What’s some basic info you’d like to share about yourself? Also! What are you studying? (If you’re in college, what’s your major? which semester are you in?)

Hi! I’m Violette, I’m a second year med student from France, so third semester of DFGSM2, I had to retake my first year but that’s basically the norm here :’)

My hobbies include reading, doing yoga and artistic activities. Also commenting on tv shows to people who recommended them to me.

I’m doing this challenge cause reviewing month is fast approaching and i need something to keep me accountable while also being fun :)

69 notes • Posted 2021-03-01 16:27:10 GMT

#3

On failure.

Ok it’s going to be quite the ride but with all that is happening these days I need to get that off my chest.

If you follow me or @study-van you’ve seen that post about the PASS student from La Sorbonne, it’s absolutely heartbreaking and my thoughts go to all their loved ones. So I wanted to share part of a letter an intern published last year after a waves of tragedies.

He had everything, the amazing placement, the loveliest girlfriend, he was talented and smart and so sweet and I wanted to be like him, when I think about him the only thing I think he didn’t know was how to fail. So I’m begging you all, fail. Fail that exam and go in June to try to pass your year. Do kickboxing and get wrecked. Learn to paint and suck at it. Fail your drivers license. Fail that work interview. And learn that failure isn’t the end.

It echoed with me, in high school my biology teacher told us that it was better to fail sooner rather than later. That it would hurt less. I didn’t understand that at first, how could I ? My whole life I had cruised at everything that seemed important. Then I faced adversity in PACES, it’s constant pressure, hard classes. I failed first year, well everyone else said I didn’t, I got kinesitherapy, I chose to go back. But for the first time I failed at something that matter, I cried for a whole summer about it.

Since then I’ve seen my first serious relationship dissolve, and I failed my drivers license 3 separate times. It still hurts but less. I know it’s not the end of the world. The first time is terrifying but it gets better, you bounce back better and faster.

So here’s the only advice that matter, find something new and be passionate about it, and fuck it up big time. Then move on with the knowledge that it happened and that you’re still kicking.

123 notes • Posted 2021-01-16 22:28:33 GMT

#2

29.10.21

So it may have been a good while, but 3rd year is really hectic with a lot of things to juggle between so I’ve been away. I’ve been trying to find my footing with this new rythm and having to be everywhere on campus for the first time since I’m in uni and with exams coming up in 6 weeks I thought why not try a little comeback to share what med school is throwing at me, namely 35h of endocrinology to view, review and learn as well as an healthy dose of hematology and immunology this semester is definitely heavier on biology.

Anyway let’s try weekly check ins to motivate each other, this week has been very low since I managed to caught a virus of some sort which didn’t leave me a lot of energy but I still made some progress, this afternoon will mostly be review and drawing flowcharts to try to remember what I’m reading and obviously some reading. What about you ?

152 notes • Posted 2021-10-29 10:25:05 GMT

#1

Out of curiosity, what is the book series that holds a very dear place in your heart? Like, what books send you into a nostalgic pool when you think about them ?

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