#he looks so good im still dying over this bye

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She's All I Wanna Be (Trevor Zegras)

Trevor Zegras x Reader - Instagram AU

Warning(s): Angst

Summary: Based off Tate McRae's song She's All I Wanna Be :)

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dixiedamelio Inner Miley Cyrus Bangerz era.... oh and pc to Z

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user1 ok but her suit slays

user2 anybody else notice she didn't tag Trevor? Little sis if you ask me

user3 We all know they're together at this point. They just don't want to rip the bandaid off

user2 Right? We all know he dumped yourusername to be with Dixie. He's just trying to avoid confirmation

charlidamelio 🦆

addisonrae Bod goals af

trevorzegras 😳

trevorzegras sorry still in awe of u

user4 He doesn't even try to hide it

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yourusername you want the girl with the small waist, and the perfect smile

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user1 She's always been so gorgeous I am obsessed w/her

user2 Glad to see a model who has the same body type as me owning it 🥰

user3 Yeeesshhhh Trevor's loss

user4 Why would she post something like this when her body looks like that? It's actually horrendous 🤢

user1 This is what healthy looks like first off? Second off she's a gym influencer who heavy lifts? What's your talent? Tell me her confidence levels are annoying you without actually telling me fr user4

yourbff Currrrves for daysss

yourbff Hottie w/ a body??!

jackhughes Bestie looking fine as always

yourbff um jackhughes bye she's my bff get your own bff since your last one has a trashy looking type jackhughes Shhhh don't expose me like that we don't claim it

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trevorzegras Obsessed w/ u

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user1 well this wasn't on my bingo card

user2 omg isn't that Charli's sister? I forgot her name. What does she do???

user1 I'm dead, you really clowning her lmfao user2

user3 So much prettier than what's her face

user4 I miss yourusername

user5 It's the fact that she's back to her darker hair? Anyone finding that a little weird?

dixiedamelio All heart eyes for you 😘

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yourusername if you say she's nothing to worry about, then why'd close your eyes when I said it out loud?

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jackhughes Bring me my matcha latte

yourusername I'd already be there if someone didn't drop it, so we're getting you a new one jackhughes yourbff It wasn't my fault the door didn't announce its presence..... jackhughes only you'd blame the door yourbff

user1 Literally love this girl

user2 Kinda crazy Trevor posts Dixie right after yourusername posted. He also never posted her, so what makes Dixie so different lmao

user3 what’s crazier is that Dixie literally just dyed her hair blonde and cut it so short, to now having dark hair and extensions 🤔

yourbff You look sooo good

yourbff IM obsessed w/ YOU

user4 The shade lmfao crazy

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user1 ohhhh boy…

user2 Yeah it’s scary how much she’s tryna look like yourusername

tanamongeau Wow Dix ballsy as fuck lmao

yourbff interesting.

user3 SO glad yourbff sees it too

user4 Dixie can try to look like her, but she won’t ever be able to lift like her. Bet she can’t lift anything over ten pounds

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jackhughes We can lay on her and she still doesn’t feel a thing. Probably could lift us both with her eyes closed

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user1 I’m living for Jack being on her side during this lmfao

user2 The SHADE LMFAO JACK

user3 Let’s see Dixie try to remake this photo bahahah

yourbff Pretty sure you all fell asleep like that too

yourusername we did lmfao

colecaufield comfiest I’ve ever slept

jackhughes 10/10 recommend

yourbff Writing out the yelp review rn

l_hughes03 I call top next time

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yourbff I was just as amazed as Tate was when y/n lifted me onto her back. Carrying me on her back as well as she did with her last relationship. Stupid boy making her so sad

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tatemcrae That last line in your caption sounding a little familiar 🤔🤔

tatemcrae But also me next, me next!!

jackhughes I walked in on this

l_hughes03 I walked out on this

colecaufield I wanna be in on this

yourusername you’re all a pain in my ass on this

yourbff We just love you ok

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user1 This friendgroup is what I strive to have in life

user2 Dixie kicking and punching air rn

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dixiedamelio all mine plus bff

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user1 Girl keep him lmfao nobody gonna steal him like you did to yourusername

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user2 Nah man not Alex bro rip 🥲🥲

trevorzegras all yours ❤️

charlidamelio He wanted someone he could show off whenever you go out

dixiedamelio I’ll wear a tight mini black dress with all my friends around 💅🏼

user3 ohhhh she PETTY petty

user4 Her and her sister wanna be besties with Tate and yourusername so bad omfg it’s a headache

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tanamongeau I think I’ve seen similar posts like these somewhere….🤔

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yourusername I’m all she wanna be so bad

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user1 OH NOW THIS WAS A TWIST

user2 Not her turning the lyrics around to call out Dixie oop

tatemcrae lyric change approved 😚❤️

yourusername 🥰💅🏼

yourbff kind of like this version better

tatemcrae Glad I’m not the only one

jackhughes Permission to call you mommy after seeing this post?

yourusername denied

yourbff denied

tatemcrae denied

l_hughes03 Wow you got rejected more than me my Freshman year at Umich jackhughes

colecaufield The better looking ex

user3 It’s the fact Trevor liked the post too I’m dead

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[a-ikuoliver]

HELLO LOVER

for your wittle event i am asking for hanky panky with… shinsou 😔 (also i love u bye)

HELLO LOVER!!!!!! thank u so much and im so so so sorry, i wrote this with my dick i can't even lie i don't remember half of this tw: toxic relationship + fingering (f!receiving) birthday bash intro + rules + menu | event masterlist

fuck. fuck. fuck. ���fuuuck,”

you ignore his chuckle when he shushes you, pressing a chaste kiss to the red mark at the side of your throat, his tongue already gliding over your skin before you can even fumble with the lock on the cubicle door. desperately, you clutch at his shoulders, blunt nails bruising the skin beneath his dark shirt when he nipped beneath your jaw again, sucking at the skin beneath your ear just to hear you suck in a hiss, revelling in how it hadn’t changed; he could still drive you crazy, could still cloud your mind with a single well-placed kiss.

fuck. you’d been so good; his number was blocked, you finally deleted that burner account you used to stalk his socials two months ago, you avoided the smoke shop on the corner near your place even though they had the cutest lighters and trinkets, you dyed your hair without worrying what he’d think about it. all of that, and still you end up here.

your lips are already swollen, tender from being sucked and bitten, shinso pulling you into the bathroom before it had even been an hour since you arrived, the taste of your cocktail still on your lips when he first kissed you. dizzy, you tug at his hips, breaking the kiss to breathlessly murmur his name, your heart jumping at the taste of it on your tongue after so long.

“shh, baby, i know,” his voice is so low and so gravelly when he whispers, his warm breath against your neck sending a shiver down your spine. you’re sure you’re soaking when he pops the button of your pants, sliding his hand down your abdomen into your underwear. he shudders feeling your soft skin, taking his time to drive you insane with his slow, electric touches to your drooling cunt; every touch deliberate, avoiding where you needed him until your hips were jolting, searching for him, until it was no argument how much you needed him.

his dark eyes sent a shock of lightning into your stomach when you finally felt the tip of his fingers at your clit, your body jumping into his touch the more he teased you. always obsessed with this push and pull, he wanted you to seek his touch, his body heat, his approval, he wanted you to seek him. if your eyes weren’t squeezed shut, you’d see the way his violet eyes glimmered watching your hips chase him.

you never should have tried to avoid him; you should’ve religiously checked his posts, zooming into every detail of the picture he posted smoking in the alleyway behind the bar, you’d have seen the logo printed on his chest if you had just stalked him. you’d know he dyed his hair darker (the exact deep indigo shade you loved on him), you’d know he changed his labret to a silver ring instead of the spiked post, you would’ve known how fucking good he looked. you would’ve touched yourself looking at the pictures of him instead of this, cum on your fingers again and again until it felt as good as he did.

you could have avoided this if you didn’t try to avoid him. if you hadn’t been so good.

you can’t help the whine that leaves you when he finally gives in, sinking his fingers into your needy cunt, infuriatingly slowly, like he’s savouring the way you pulse at every knuckle. shinso’s amethyst eyes are glued to your bitten lips, admiring the way your features changes when you grind your hips into his hand, how needy you look before he’s even moved. he’s still staring at you when he curls his fingers, dragging two fingers inside you just enough to have your jaw falling slack, to get your chest heaving, to get your cunt clenching around him like it always did; to make sure nothing had changed.

“god, i missed you,” you respond with a garbled version of his name, more of a broken moan than anything, unable to spit out anything else when he started fucking you with his fingers, pressing every button he knew would wind you up, working you closer to cumming before his break was over. he knew he could, he knew you inside and out, hatred or not, he could unravel you.

“you missed me, hm?” he nudges your jaw with his nose, smiling against your skin when your eyelashes flutter against your cheek, your breath catching in your throat, “i know your pussy did.”

i hate you, i hate you, i hate you, i hate you, every time your lips part to tell him as much, you can only moan instead, spouting gratitude, begging him not to stop, your anger from every argument melting from you the more your cunt drooled, the resentment deep inside you from every argument, every break up, swirling into something else the longer he fucked his fingers into you. did they even really matter when he had your cunt pulsing? when he could make you cum with one swipe of his thumb over your clit if he wanted to. he could probably make you squirt if you weren’t cramped in this cubicle with him. he decides he will when you come home with him, decides he’s going to taste you before the inevitable argument in the morning.

“fuck, you’re so hot when you act like you don’t need me.”

you can’t entirely tell if he’s being condescending, or if he wholeheartedly thinks every break up was foreplay. if he really thought you didn’t hate him for everything he did. for everything he didn’t do. for it always ending up like this. for every single ‘never again’.

“‘s always better when you’ve been avoiding me,” you still come undone, sticky cum coating his fingers when he talks down to you, that fucking face staring back at you when you meet his eyes again.

“but you always come back, don’t you?”

[hundredwrittingskills]

I missed you

summary: JJ is feeling very fucking clingy.

warnings: soft JJ (not that there should be a warning for that) extremely touchy JJ. JJ getting a little handsy

A/n: this is more of a Drabble than anything but box 3 is coming very soon and this is all I've been thing about

"JJ? What time is it?" I ask while looking over my shoulder to JJ who is currently crawling under the sheets on my bed, groaning as his body lays flat. I may be half asleep but I know its way after midnight. I knew he was going to be coming back to the chateau late because of his night shift at work but I honestly expected him to go sleep on the pull out couch in the living room, not come sleep with me in John B extra bedroom. At least he normally doesn't because he hates waking me up in the middle of the night.

Im a little alarmed when he doesn't say anything but just plasters his bare body to the back of me. "J? Everything okay?"

"Yeah baby, Im sorry I woke you but I had no desire in going to sleep on that damn couch. I missed you." He whispers in my ear, sending tingles down my back.

He already has me locked in his firm arms so I try my best to turn over and face him. He has dark purple bags under his eyes and his blonde hair is in even more of a messy shape than normal, if that's even possible.

Pushing his hair out of his forehead, I look into his ocean blue eyes. "Your sure you're okay?"

He smiles showing the laugh lines around his eyes. "Fuck yeah I am. I've got the hottest pouge in my arms and I'm about to go to sleep after a long ass shift of working with spoiled ass rich folks."

Rolling my eyes, I give him a sweet but quick peck on the lips. It feels like its been forever since I've seen him and I would love nothing more than to give him the biggest and sloppiest kiss I could fathom but I know my boyfriend and it doesn't matter if the man was dying from a gunshot wound, he would turn the innocent good bye kiss into sex. Normally I would be all for it too but its way to late and I'm readying to go back to sleep.

"Go back to sleep princess. I love you."

I turn back around and press my body as close to him as I can get it.

"I love you sweet boy."

****

The next morning I wake up and try and move but to no anvil. JJ's arms are wrapped around me like a vise. I'm about to wiggly my way out of his grasp until I hear a groan from behind me and a hand squeeze my right breast hard. My head falls back on the pillow with a sigh. This man is insufferable.

I grab one of his finger and try and lift it off my boob but it does nothing but make him squeeze harder. This bitch.

"J. Please stop groping me, I need to get up." I say, trying to hide the humor in my voice.

He groans again but still doesn't move his hand. "Im comfortable. Let me be."

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Chapter Three

    Sk8erboy_(M/N) has been added to THE BOYS group chat.

    (M/N) woke up to his the alarm he set the night before, for 5:30. Even though he felt like dying because of the time, he got up anyways. He checked his phone messages first, seeing one from Kyle, one DM from coonstagram plus some spam from a group chat he was added too, and a bunch of pickup lines from Kenny that were sent at 3 AM. Why was he up that early anyways? (M/N) decided to check Kyle’s messages first.

My Hot Neighbor

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5:00 AM

     My Hot Neighbor: Hope you have a good day at school :) Me and the guys will be riding the bus if you wanna come with!

    (M/N) smiled at the message, but frowned at the time Kyle sent that. Why were these boys up at such ungodly hours? 

     (M/N): Why are you up so early? 

      My Hot Neighbor: Im always up this early, i have to make breakfast and get Ike up   

      My Hot Neighbor: Wbu? why are you up so early?  

      (M/N): gotta get the drip for my first day of school

    (M/N) didn’t hear a response back from Kyle so he went to check his coonstagram account and look at the dms. There was 20+ messages in that group chat so he decided to check the singular message request first

 Testaburger_Wendy_

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1:40 AM

       Wendy Testaburger: please stay the fuck away from Stan, you f*g.

     (M/N) read the message with a shrug, this random girl couldn’t tell him what to do. He simply deleted the message and moves on with his life. He’s been called worse anyways. He finally decided to check the 20+ group chat messages, after much contemplation of course. He didn’t read the messages though, too much reading and he had to get ready for school soon. 

The Gang Bang

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5:45 AM

Sk8erboy_(M/N):

Hello?

(M/N)’s #1 Lover(Kenny_McCormick):

 (M/N) MY LOVE!!

Sk8erboy_(M/N):

Wtf is that user name? who is that?

TolkienBlack:

Sorry (M/N), Kenny and Clyde had a fight about whose your “#1 lover” and ended up playing rock paper scissors over FaceTime to decide 

(M/N)’s #2 Lover(Clyde.Donovan.):

KENNY CHEATED, HE SWITCHED LAST MINUTE

(M/N)’s #1 Lover: 

JUST ADMIT YOU LOST 

(M/N)’s #2 Lover:

NO! YOU CHEATED 

Stan.Marsh_: 

Please stop spamming, some of us are trying to get more sleep

Sk8erboy_(M/N):

Sorry abt that Stan, go back to sleep

Stan.Marsh_:

Thanks (M/N), See you at the bus stop

(M/N)’s #1 Lover:

How come you give Stan special treatment :(

Cartman_TheGreat: 

Shut up kenny, ur such a SIMP

Sk8erboy_(M/N) changed Cartman_TheGreat’s Nickname to Fattest Ass Around

Fattest Ass Around(Cartman_TheGreat):

FUCK YOU (M/N)

Sk8erboy_(M/N):

:P 

Imma go get ready, ttyl

(M/N)’s #1 Lover: 

LMAO, bye pookie ttyl

(M/N)’s #2 Lover: 

HE’S MY POOKIE NOT YOURS

TolkienBlack:

Not again 🤦🏿‍♂️

     (M/N) laughed at the stupid messages that followed after that. He checked the time, 5:35 AM, he still had plenty of time to get ready. He looked through all the new clothes he bought with Kyle as he searched for a cute outfit. He finally found one, after searching through every single bag of clothes he bought. A striped black and red sweater with black baggy cargo jeans, some chains as accessories and finally some spiked earrings to go in all his piercings. He had a couple in his ears, one tiny spiked stud on his nose, a spiked eye brow piercing and, though no one would see unless he lifted his shirt up, a spiked belly button piercing(i want all these piercings btw), along with all the ear piercings he had. Three holes on the bottom part of his ears that had normal black studs filling them. and then two cartilage piercings on each ear, with matching think hoops filling those too. (M/N) smiled at himself in the full size mirror he bought before doing his hair and then sending a picture to the group chat before starting on his makeup. He wanted to go a bit natural so it’s not as obvious that he was wearing too much.

The Gang Bang

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6:20 AM

Sk8erboy_(M/N):

*Image sent*

(M/N)’s #1 Lover:

OMG POOKIE YOU LOOK SO EMO I LOVE IT

TolkienBlack:

Kenny is that even a compliment?

Also (M/N) you look very nice, I didn’t know Alt was your style

(M/N)’s #2 Lover:

WHO CARES IF HE LOOKS EMO, MY BABY IS SO FINE

(M/N)’s #1 Lover

IT IS A COMPLIMENT, I LOVS MY BITCHES EMO

they’re so hot

smash

(M/N) let me hit please

TolkienBlack muted (M/N)’s #1 Lover(Kenny McCormick)

TolkienBlack:

sorry about that (M/N), Kenny has no filter

Fattest Ass Around:

your all so gay

(M/N) you look like shit, emo mf

Broflovski.Kyle. muted Fattest Ass Around(Cartman_TheGreat)

Broflovski.Kyle.:

Yeah, sorry about them (M/N)

You look really nice, i can see through my window

*photo of (M/N) posing in front of his mirror*

Sk8erboy_(M/N);

OMG KYLE THAT’S CREEPY AS SHIT

*photo of Kyle laughing his ass off and waving at (M/N)*

SHIT IMMA BE LATE FOR RHE BUS

Stan.Marsh_:

what the absolute fuck

    (M/N) rushed down the stairs, grabbing his skateboard and waving by to his aunt who didn’t even hear as she was passed out on the couch with Grey’s Anatomy running on the TV. He thought she must have had another unsuccessful date. He placed his skateboard on the snow covered ground and frowned, he couldn’t skate on this. He scoffed irritably and placed his skateboard back in his house before finally making his way to the bus stop.

    He sighed in relief when he saw Cartman, Kyle, Stan, and Kenny at the bus stop. Kyle saw him first and waved, giving him a charming smile. (M/N) could’ve easily fainted right then, how are all these small town boys so handsome? He finally reached them and waved back with his arm that wasn’t broken. “Good Morning!”

    Stan gave him a tired smile, before moving to doze back off. Kenny flung his arm around (M/N)’s shoulders in a makeshift hug. “(N/N)!! I missed you!” His voice was muffled by his orange parka but (M/N) could make out what he said while he was close to the other boy. Kyle shoved Kenny off of (M/N), much to the (h/c) boys disappointment. 

    “Sorry about him (M/N), Kenny has no concept of personal space.” Kyle made a not so subtle jab at Kenny, who in return punched him in the arm. “Ow! You bitch!” 

    “Kahl shut the fuck up, none of us want to hear your jew mouth run, right (M/N)?” Cartman spoke up finally, but before Kyle could retort or throw a bunch at the male, the bus arrived. 

    (M/N) sighed, getting on the bus after the other guys. He frowned when he got on. First noticing how everyone who wasn’t his friends, Can he call them that?, were giving him weird looks. Second, all the guys got their own seats with each other, leaving him with no one to sit with or a seat to himself. Kenny and Cartman were in one seat while Stan and Kyle sat behind them, they bickered the entire way to their seats and continued to after they sat down. (M/N) stood there awkwardly until someone called his name. 

    “Oh (M/N)! You can sit with me!” He looked to the right of the bus and smiled when Butters waved him over. He plopped into the seat next to him, sighing deeply as he finally felt his nerves sort of relax and a wave of tiredness hit his body.

    “Oh jeez (M/N), did you get enough sleep last night?” (M/N) laid his head on Butters shoulder, shaking his head no. Butters felt his face heat up, mumbling a small “golly” as he patted (M/N)’s shoulder awkwardly. 

    “No i got like,” He thought for a moment. “four hours maybe, i’m not sure.” 

    “You need more sleep (M/N),” Kyle spoke up from the seat a row over, where Stan was napping next to him against the window. Cartman snickered, facing Kyle’s seat that was behind him.

    “What are you, his mum?” Cartman flipped him off but dodged Kyle’s punch that was aimed for his face. Stan jolted awake at the sound of Kyle’s fist hitting the seat, to which he groaned when he realized what happened.

    “Watch where you punch Kyle..” Stan mumbled at he glanced over at (M/N) and sent him a very small smile before going back to sleep.

    “You’re such an ass Cartman!” Kyle was standing now, pointing an accusing finger at the guy who was basically provoking him on purpose. 

    “Not as much as you! You fuckin jew!” Cartman screamed back at him with a growing smirk on his face.

    “Mmh! mmh mmm!” Kenny shouted at the two of them and it seemed like (M/N) was the only one who didn’t know what he said.

     “what?” Kenny didn’t answer his question, just sent him a wink. (M/N) could already tell that these buss rides are gonna suck everyday, he’s hoping that instead he could skate to school instead. A raging headache was making its way into his head and he groaned in annoyance, if only he had some Coffee…Wait! that’s it! He pulled out his phone to text the ‘Team Craig’ group chat on Coonstagram.

Team Craig

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7:06 AM

Sk8erboy_(M/N):

Hey Tweek, can you bring me a coffee? Pretty please?

I have a massive, raging headache.

Tweak_._Tweek: 

O Ofc (m/N)! 

Clyde.Donovan.: 

Oh no :( (M/N) hang in there! 

JimmyValmer_Official:

How did the headache find relief?

Craig_Tucker:

don’t even jimmy.

JimmyValmer_Official:

It took an “as-pir-inspiring” vacation!

Craig_Tucker:

god damn it 🖕

Sk8erboy_(M/N):

I wish i had an aspirin rn

TolkienBlack:

Sorry (M/N), just hold out till you get to school, I have some in my bag for football practice

Sk8erboy_(M/N):

I’ll try

    (M/N) smiled at the texts but groaned when the bus came to a very sudden stop. His whole body jerked forward and he hit his head on the seat in front of him. Cartman let out a loud “HAH!” and Kyle smacked him across the head. Hard. 

     “Not so funny now, huh fatass?” Cartman began to yell obscenities at the top of his lungs at Kyle, who simply ignored him with a satisfied smile. Everyone was standing up to get off the bus and (M/N) blinked away his tiredness to stand up. Kyle ushered him to go before he did, and (M/N) smiled at the sweet gesture. Before he could make it past Cartman’s seat, the boy tripped him, causing (M/N) to begin to plummet to the floor. He awaited the impact of the fall with closed eyes but nothing came. He looked back to see Kyle holding his sweater collar with a scowl at Cartman. Kyle picked him up and put him back on his feet before ushering him out of the bus, putting himself, Kenny, and Stan between (M/N) and Cartman. 

    “He has a broken arm fatass, what the fuck were you thinking?!” (M/N) sighed and zoned out as he got off the bus, looking around before seeing Tweek, who smiled at him and waved with his hand that didn’t have any coffee in it. (M/N) almost squealed, almost. But he figured that would be way too embarrassing for his first day at this place. He did, however, make a run towards Tweak who was standing with the rest of the guys in the little Group chat that had. (M/N) flung his arms around Tweek, gently of course because he only had one arm plus Tweek was anxious and had his coffee in his hands.

    “Tweek!!! I could kiss you right now!” Tweeks entire face lit up red as he began to stutter out and he pushed (M/N) away and gave him his coffee, saying something along the lines of ‘too much pressure!’. (M/N) didn’t take offense though, he just smiled and took a sit of the coffee. It tasted divine, per usual.

    “Here (M/N).” Tolkien grabbed his attention and put an aspirin in his hands. (M/N) could almost cry from how sweet and kind they all were being to him. He gave Tolkien an awkward hug too and swallowed the aspirin with his coffee. Clyde whined, not liking how he was the odd one out of all the affection (M/N) was giving out.

    The rest of the guys finally caught up with (M/N) and the rest and they all began to walk into school. (M/N) could not only see but also feel every eye on him, safe to say it was making him mega uncomfortable. He stood at the entrance of the school and glanced around. He saw the office room and released a breath he didn’t know he was holding. He glanced back at all the guys, noticing they were either talking civilly or bickering. He noticed Craig, who wasn’t saying anything and was on his phone. (M/N) walked up and tapped his shoulder, causing a cold glance his way. 

    “Sorry Craig,” He whispered, not wanting to alert the others. “I’m heading into the office now, will you ask someone to stay behind so they can show me where my classes are?” Craig sighed and flipped him off with a head nod, (M/N) returned the gesture as a symbol of his thanks and made his way into the office. 

    (M/N) came out a couple minutes later, surprised to see only Craig standing there. “Craig? Why did you stay?” He thought for sure Craig would be the last person to stay behind, well besides Cartman but that’s a given. 

    Craig didn’t answer his question, he simply said, “I told everyone else to fuck off, what’s your first period?” (M/N) simply shrugged and showed Craig his schedule. The standoffish guy simply started walking and (M/N) followed him. 

    Little did (M/N) know, all the boys had an epic rock paper scissors contest and Craig won. He wouldn’t even realize it till he saw the video on Coonstagram later. 

    (M/N) and Craig walked into the same first period, Pre-Calculus with Mr.Mackey and all eyes turned to the door. All his friends, He needs to confirm that soon, waved at him. Almost all of them that is, a couple of them were still bickering. (M/N) looked around the room. He didn’t recognize a whole lot of faces, but he did notice some Goth kids in the corner, they looked so cool. He decided not to focus on the people and decide where he should sit. He saw an empty seat in the desk next to Stan and hurriedly sat down when the bell rung, startling him. 

    Stan was napping when he heard someone slide in the desk next to him. He looked over, expecting to see Wendy and was awaiting the nagging voice of her and her complaining that he wasn’t doing enough. When he saw the (H/c) angel, he smiled a goofy lazy smile. (M/N) looked over at him with a grin of his own. He then reached into his bag, causing Stan to ponder what he was doing. 

    (M/N) pulled out a small hershey kiss from his bag and wrote a little note before handing it to Stan, to the tired males surprise. Stan took the chocolate as (M/N) turned around to talk to Tolkien, who sat behind him. Stan looked at the note, not noticing his girlfriend walk in. The note read:

     Chocolate’s good for the brain

     i don’t have any Aspirin, assuming ur hung over

     sorry stan, hope this helps you thru math  <3 

    Stan smiled at the note before he heard his girlfriend’s annoying voice. He hated that she changed so drastically since Freshmen year.

    (M/N) looked over at Stan while Tolkien reached into his bag to give (M/N) a copy of the football schedule for the rest of the season. Wendy ran up and hugged him and he could almost sense Stan’s annoyance at the action. Another bunch of girls walked in as Tolkien handed him the schedule. (M/N) thanked him and faced the front when Mr. Mackey walked in. (M/N) counted his blessings when Mr.Mackey didn’t make him come up and introduce himself.

    The bell rang, interrupting Mr.Mackey’s rant on whatever he was talking about. (M/N) didn’t know, he zoned out after the teacher got off topic. He packed up his bag and looked at his schedule. Theater Arts.. (M/N) didn’t know why he had the class but he did. “Hey guys, do any of you have theater arts?” They were all at the lockers when he asked, and even the guys bickering stopped. Everyone went silent. “Guys?” (M/N) questioned before everyone broke out into laughter. Some guys tried to hold it in, like Kyle, Tolkien, Tweak and Butters. The others, besides Stan who was talking to Wendy further down the hallway, were cackling. Cartman even had to prop himself against the lockers to prevent himself from falling over. It’s a wonder the locker didn’t dent…

    (M/N) was shocked and his face flushed with embarrassment and frustration. He huffed, slamming his locker shut and walking away from them. They didn’t even know he left, they were all just laughing. (M/N) felt humiliated, and he probably shouldn’t have but he did. He thought they were friends, friends are supposed to support each others interests. He sighed, and looked around the hallway where he ended up, and it was a miracle he even found the Drama Classroom. He walked in, looking around at the very limited faces. One guy got his attention. He looked EXACTLY (M/N)’s type and the boy hurriedly sat next to him before anyone else could take the seat. (M/N) glanced over, multiple times to see if he was seeing what he thought he was. 

    Admittedly tall, the boys legs were in a man spread as he played on his phone. His dark hair was barely above his eyes and (M/N) couldn’t help but notice the honey brown color his eyes were. The boy was as pale as he was but he had some eye liner on and a kinda edgy outfit with combat boots on. (M/N) thought he was gonna pass out when the boys veiny hands tapped his arm gently as he tried to collect his thoughts. “U-um..” He coughed in his hand to make his voice not seem so shaken. “Yes?”

    The boy showed (M/N) his phone. “Hey, you’re staring.”

    (M/N) wanted to die, he actually wanted to pass away but he kept his composure and said a tiny apology. “Sorry, you’re just, exactly my type.” He covered his mouth quickly, wondering why in the world he would say such a thing. 

    The hot male next to him let out a chuckle. “I’m glad because you’re my type too sugar.”

    (M/N) chuckled as well, sticking his hand out in an introductory manner. “I’m (M/N), i moved in a couple weeks ago!” 

    “Dovahkiin, nice to meet you Sugar.”

    “Are you gonna keep calling me that?” the male next to him nodded and before he could type out some more conversation, the drama teacher stepped in to teach her class, much to your disappointment.

    (M/N) sighed, he had lost Dovahkiin and Stan, who were in his third period, on his way to lunch. Stan got whisked away by Wendy and he had no idea where Dovahkiin went. And now he was lost, the hallways were empty and he no guide. He groaned in frustration and just made his way out the back door of the school. He glanced around, not seeing the goth kids who blend into the wall of the school. He shrugged and plopped down on the steps. He was alone with his thoughts now, and they were plagued by his little sister. He missed her bright smile, he missed all of their bright smiles. His mom, his brother. Gosh he can’t afford to cry right now. 

    “What in the emo bullshit?” (M/N) screamed, turning around and looking at the four people that now stood near him. The one who spoke, a pretty goth plus-sized girl was the one that spoke to him, her eyes glaring at him. The boy next to her, joint in his mouth as he glanced over at (M/N) with an uninterested expression. He had a cane and jet black hair and he was really, really tall, maybe even taller than Craig? (M/N) didn’t know. The boy across from him had semi red roots, which stood out against his all black outfit. Out of all of them, the one with red roots had the kindest expression, which wasn’t saying mush because he still looked like an ass. The shortest one, who (M/N) assumed was a freshmen pulled out a pocket knife, as if to threaten him. (M/N) just stared at them, kind of in awe.

    “You’re the new kid, right?” the girl of the group spoke up, patting the seat beside her against the wall and (M/N) walked over and sat down next to her. “Nice boots.” (M/N) mumbled a thanks and they didn’t seem to mind his quietness. The short one even put his knife away. 

    “Wanna spill your guts to us?” She said in almost a threatening way but (M/N) chuckled, understanding what she meant. But he did see the short one pull out his knife against, only to get lightly kicked by the tallest guy. 

    “I’m (M/N), by the way.” He didn’t even hesitate to tell his story of the past month to them, watching as they all listened carefully. He couldn’t feel any pity gazes, which made him happy just a little bit.

   “That’s so goth,” The girl gave him the tiniest of smiles and he smiled back. “I’m Henrietta, That’s Micheal,” She pointed to the one with the cane, who gave him a smirk that could only be described as sexy. “That’s Pete.” The one with red roots rose his head in acknowledgment to his name being called, almost like he was in class while role was being called. “And that’s Firkle, he’s a bit violent.” The youngest one rolled his eyes and went back to playing with his knife.

    (M/N) nodded, remembering the names when Pete offered him a cigarette and to be honest? he needed the buzz so he took it. The rest of his lunch break he spent smoking with the Goths, ignoring the times his phone buzzed with notifications. He gave Henrietta his Coonstagram account as the bell rang before he let them be outside the school, making his way to his fourth and last period of the day. 

    When (M/N) walked in and saw Dovahkiin, he completely ignored the fact that Stan, Kenny, Tolkien, and Craig were in his class too. They sat sort of near Dovahkiin, though he was in the corner as the boys were in the middle. (M/N) walked right past them, aware he kinda reeked of Cigarette smoke. He had given his Coonstagram to Dovahkiin as they were switching classes so he didn’t have to talk and have the boy show him his messages. The few boys in his class seemed irked he just annoyed them, but they didn’t try to approach him, deciding that maybe he just didn’t see them. (M/N) pulled out his phone finally, looking at all the spam he had before ignoring all the messages and texting Dovahkiin.

Dovahkiin.Rider_

———————————————————————

1:20 PM

Sk8erboy_(M/N):

Whats up Dovah?

Sk8erboy_(M/N) changed Dovahkiin.Rider_’s name to Dovah

Dovah:

Was the nickname necessary lol?

Also you reek of Cigarettes, you smoke?

Dovah changed Sk8erboy_(M/N)’s name to (N/N)

(N/N):

yes and yes,

i smoked with some goth guys at lunch,

super cool guys.

Dovah:

You could’ve had lunch with me :(

(N/N): 

I couldn’t find you! :(

    Before Dovahkiin could type out an apology, their history teacher walked in and they put their phones away. Well, (M/N) did, Dovahkiin seemed to be taking notes on his or something. 

   (M/N) still didn’t notice his friends in his class as he walked out of the classroom with Dovahkiin, who offered (M/N) a ride in his motorcycle. (M/N) couldn’t refuse of course. All his friends had football practice and before they could offer him to stay and watch, he texted them he had a ride and he would be going home. They didn’t object but let’s just say they were pissy all of football practice.

    After (M/N) got home, he went straight to shower, before doing all his skin care. He did facial masks with his aunt as they cried over Grey’s Anatomy, safe to say that his friends were mega pissed off. But he didn’t even answer all his coonstagram messages before going to bed. He was just too tired to deal with everyone. 

[finallydelight]

im not sure if youre familiar enough with nct127 members but as a caratzen it would be so cute to see a markming chapter where mark officially introduces her to 127 members and they somewhat adopt her . maybe one where she even talks about it to her members when she gets back to the dorms adn cheol gets sulky because hes jealous about how much she talks about how sweet the members were to her

The Link | Ming Chapter

author's note: bold is english. there are mentions of weight loss and having anxiety. a shirtless yuta. if there is something else I forgot, pls tell me! also, im so sorry it took me this long to write! feedback, thoughts, opinions, etc. always welcome in my inbox! <3

October 22, 2022

''No kissing. No hugging. No touching!'' Cheol yelled out his demands, grabbing his stuff together and putting it in his bag. ''If any of them make you uncomfortable, I want you to tell me, okay?'' He stopped in his tracks and looked at her, one eyebrow raised. 

Ming diligently nodded, holding in the urge to roll her eyes at all the ''rules'' he was spitting out about her attending the NCT 127 concert. ''Don't you think you're being a bit over dramatic?'' She dared to ask the question. 

''No.'' He answered, matter-of-factly. 

Joshua and Minghao walked into the living room, all ready to leave for their last schedules of the day. ''You ready, hyung?'' They stood by the door, waiting for the rapper to join them. 

Cheol nodded at them, turning back around to give the youngest a goodbye hug. ''Be careful, okay?'' His remaining arm that wasn't holding his bag wrapped around her shoulders. ''Of course, now leave!'' Ming laughed, parting from the embrace. 

''Bye, Mingie!'' ''Have fun!'' ''Not too much fun!'' Her three roommates left the dorm and were on their way to the cars downstairs waiting for them. 

As soon as the door closed, Ming pulled out her phone, calling the person she needed most in that moment. 

''Hello?'' 

''Soomin! What do I wear?'' 

''Just wait here, I'll get him for you.'' The staff member told her, before disappearing behind the door and closing it. Ming anxiously waited behind the door, the mix of different emotions becoming almost overwhelming. 

It had been over two months since she had physically seen Mark. Their schedules and her hiatus prevented them from meeting somewhere in-between. She had missed seeing him, but it was a very last-minute decision to agree to his concert invite. 

First, Ming was still on hiatus and being spotted at a concert while her members were putting their blood, sweat and tears into their schedules, didn't seem like the best idea. However, Mark seemed to have thought about that as well and suggested she could watch the show from backstage. That way there weren't any lurking camera's or fans, and if she needed anything there were staff members there to help her. 

Second, it had been a long time since they last saw each other and that didn't exactly end in the best way. They hadn't talked about it afterwards and she doubted they would talk about it now. 

A lot of things had changed in the two months that had passed. Most importantly, she had gotten closer to someone else while Mark was busy with his own activities. Also, she had seen Yeonjun more than she had seen Mark, which caused her to be very confused about her own feelings.  

Mark and Yeonjun had vastly different personalities, while Mark was more on the shy and awkward side with her, Yeonjun was confident and direct about his feelings. 

The opening of the door in front of her interrupted her conflicting thoughts. ''Come in quickly!'' A hand wrapped around her pulse and she was pulled into the concert building.

Once the door was fully closed and locked behind them, she was finally able to take a good look at the man in front of her. Her eyes immediately went to his freshly dyed hair, something Mark noticed. ''You like it?'' His hand instinctively went through his hair. 

''It's, uh, definitely different.'' She awkwardly chuckled, quite surprised by his new hair. He laughed at her puzzled face, getting the hint she likes his darker hair better. 

Mark hesitantly opened his arms, not too sure if it was appropriate or not to hug her. Ming smiled at him, finding his nervous grin endearing. She walked into his embrace, her arms secured around his waist. 

A deep sigh left his mouth, as if he was relieved she was there in his arms. His head nestled in her neck as he mumbled the next words. ''Thanks for coming, I really appreciate it.'' His low voice sent chills down her spine. ''Of course, you called.'' She whispered back to him, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. 

The hug didn't last very long, both very aware of the eyes of the crew members on them. ''How are you doing? I missed you, it's been so long.'' Mark asked her, guiding her through the hallways. 

Ming hadn't given much information about her hiatus to him. He knew that it involved her family and that she needed to stay in her hometown for a while. Mark had been relieved to know that everything was stable again back at home and that she had returned to Seoul about a week prior to the concert. 

He had asked her a lot about her well being and assured her he was always there for her if she needed a listening ear or literally anything else. She had politely declined each time, telling him she was doing alright and that it wasn't as bad as her members made it seem. 

He realized he had downplayed her wellbeing a lot as he saw her standing in front of him. Bags under her eyes, obvious weight loss, low energy and the sparkle he always saw in her eyes seemed to have dimmed. Overall, she didn't look like herself. She still looked beautiful in his eyes, but it was noticeable that she was having a hard time. 

''I'm good, how are you?'' 

Mark smiled. ''Now that you're here, I'm doing amazing.'' He wasn't going to mention her hiatus, he just wanted her to have a nice time. 

A blush appeared on her face. ''You're too cute.'' 

Ming's comment seemed to have the same effect on him as he had on her, because an equalling red tint appeared on Mark's cheeks.  

''Hey, uh, you don't have to, but would you maybe like to say hi to the members?'' He stuttered out the words, not confident if she wanted to go and greet his members. 

Ming felt her hands beginning to shake once the question left Mark's lips. It wasn't a secret to anyone she had trouble socializing with people, especially if those people were the best friends of the guy she had a crush on. 

''You really don't have to, they can be a lot at times, so I understand.'' 

''I would love to meet them, Minhyung.'' 

''Nice! They really wanted to meet you.'' 

The 127 members had been teasing him nonstop ever since their little mistranslation incident, especially Johnny, Haechan and Yuta. It's like they finally had something else to bug the young man about that wasn't about his farting. Mark was also curious to see how Yuta and Ming would get along, seeing as his hyung had been teasing him about the woman who ''has been taking you away from me''. 

Mark motioned for her to follow him, leading her to a door of which she could hear the inside voices from a mile away because of the loudness of the noises. "I told them to behave and to not act crazy, but most of the time they don't listen to me, so I'm just warning you." 

Ming didn't know how to properly answer that one, so she opted for a simple, nervous laugh. Mark gave her a soft smile before opening the door to the gates of hell. 

Upon Mark and Ming walking in, the room fell a bit more quiet than what she had heard outside. It wasn't a kind of silence that made her want to crawl in a hole, but still enough for her to feel uneasy about it. 

Jungwoo was the first one to break the slightly uncomfortable situation, getting up from his stylist's chair and greeting her. ''Hey, Yerim! Thank you for coming.'' He thanked her, padding her shoulder. 

''Thanks for the invite.'' She tried to sound excited, drowning out the nerves that were a result of the other members staring at her interaction with Jungwoo. 

''Mark, why don't you introduce her to everyone?'' Johnny asked his younger brother, his infamous smirk plastered across his face. Blood rushed to Mark's cheeks, but he took a hold of Ming's arm and brought her to his American friend. ''Yer, this is Johnny.'' 

Johnny's smirk turned into a comforting smile as Mark introduced her to him. ''Nice to finally meet you, Yerim.'' 

''Likewise.'' Ming politely returned with a small bow of her head. 

''Hyung is from Chicago!'' Mark told her, remembering she had a concert there for their tour. ''Oh, that's cool! We performed there this summer, the city was great.'' She beamed, having good memories of the tour stop. 

''Oh yeah, Mark told me you went there! He actually never shuts up about yo-'' ''Okay, let's move on!'' Mark interrupted Johnny, quickly pulling Ming to the next members in sight. 

''This is Taeil-hyung,'' the oldest member gave her a little wave which she reciprocated, ''and this our leader, Taeyong-hyung.'' 

''Thank you for coming to our concert, Ming-ssi.'' Taeyong reached out his hand for her, which she shook. His polite and gentle nature was a dead giveaway he was in charge of the group, he reminded her a bit of Cheol. 

Ming smiled at him. ''Thank you for having me.'' 

Mark was content so far, Johnny almost ruined it for him, but he's happy that the rest are actually behaving in front of her. He didn't think they would listen to him. 

He guided her further through the room. ''You've already met Doyoung-hyung and Haechan.'' The two members in question gave her an acknowledging nod, which she returned. 

''And here's Jaehyun-hyung.'' 

Ming didn't have the best impression of the man sitting in the stylist's chair. He had gotten her in trouble multiple times by snitching on her to Mingyu and she didn't really know what to say to him. 

The 97-liner bowed his head. ''Hello, how are you?'' He politely asked, looking at her through the mirror. ''I'm good and you?'' 

''Me too,'' he replied, ''hey, I just wanted to apologize if I did something wrong? Myungho texted me a few weeks ago and told me to stop gossiping to Mingyu about you. I didn't mean for you to get in trouble or anything.'' Now she felt bad for feeling apprehensive to talk to the guy, he was super sweet. 

''Oh no,'' she shook her head and hands, ''please, you don't have to apologize! It's not that serious, really.'' Ming assured him, not wanting him to feel bad about the 'snitching'. 

Jaehyun let out a relieved sigh, glad she didn't seem to be angry at him. ''Okay, great.'' 

''Guys, where's Yuta-hyung?'' 

The Japanese man wasn't present in the room, confusing Mark as he was still there before he went to get Ming. 

''YUTA! MARK's GIRLFRIEND IS HERE!'' 

Johnny was about to continue his teasing, but quickly got shut up by both Taeyong and Doyoung. Meanwhile, Mark and Ming were so flustered they looked like tomatoes. 

The man everyone was looking for walked into the room, completely shirtless. Mark immediately turned Ming around, not wanting her to see any of it. ''Hyung!'' 

''Oh, sorry!'' Yuta apologized, putting his stage blouse on as soon as he noticed the young woman next to Mark. Once he secured everything, he approached the two 99-liners. 

''So, Kim Yerim … we meet at last.'' 

The serious look on his face, his crossed arms and use of her full name, caused chills down her spine and not the good kind. 

''Yah! Yuta, be serious!'' Taeyong scolded the man, while the rest of the group tried to muffle their laughter. 

The serious look on Yuta's face immediately turned into a big smile. ''I was just kidding, it's nice to finally meet you.'' He gave her a hug, which took her by surprise. Ming hesitantly put her arms around him, still in shock from a few moments prior. ''Nice to meet you too.'' 

''Yerim, you want to sit down?'' Doyoung asked, being reminded of Seungkwan's texts asking him to make sure she sat down as much as possible. Before she could decline, Doyoung stood up and motioned for her to take his place. 

Ming thanked him and sat down on the couch, putting her purse on her lap. ''Yer, I'll be right back, I still have to change my clothes.'' Mark told her, crouching down before her. 

She wasn't too fond of the idea of being alone with people she only met so many minutes ago. ''Okay.'' Mark smiled and got up. 

She felt someone taking the space next to her, turning her head, she saw it was Doyoung, who was already fully ready for the concert. ''Hey, Yerim.'' 

''Hi''

''Soonyoungie said you went to the IU concert here in September, how was it?'' He asked her, striking up a conversation to make her feel more comfortable. 

Ming started realizing some of the members probably had sent some messages to the NCT members about her attending the concert, so this either could go good or bad. 

''Yeah, it was really good! I got to meet her as well after the show, it was so cool.'' She answered him, reminiscing about the IU concert. 

Doyoung nodded along to her words, attentively listening to what she had to say. The space on the other side of her dipped and as she turned to see who it was, she saw Jungwoo holding his phone in front of him. 

''She's here, Seungkwannie.'' 

Jungwoo held his phone in front of her and she was met with the one and only Boo Seungkwan who appeared on his phone screen. ''Ming Mingie! Did you arrive well?'' 

Ming could hear some of the staff and 127 members laughing at Seungkwan's words, she felt completely embarrassed. 

''Yeah, I'm here.'' Her voice came out small, not wanting to draw much attention to the interaction with her member. 

Seungkwan looked amused on the other side of the phone. ''Are they being nice to you?'' He continued asking, fully aware he was humiliating her. 

''Yes, they're really nice.'' 

''Am I embarrassing you?'' 

''Yes.'' 

Seungkwan, as well as the 127 members, laughed at her reaction. Ming couldn't even look at the screen anymore, too embarrassed by Seungkwan. 

''Ah, Yerim-ah! How is it there?'' Soonyoung appeared next to Seungkwan on the screen and Ming loudly sighed, much to everyone's amusement. 

''Don't you guys have schedules?'' Even if the members weren't physically there, they made sure there was a way for them to be with her in some kind of way. Ming absolutely loved her members to death, but all she wants is one evening without them. 

Seungkwan got the hint. ''I think she wants us to leave, hyung. Her brothers are embarrassing her in front of her boyfriend's friends.'' He couldn't help but throw in one last tease. 

''Bye Seungkwan! Bye Tiger!'' 

Jungwoo hung up the phone, doing his best to hold in his laughter. ''He suddenly called me, asking how you were doing.'' He explained to her, standing up and going back to his stylist's chair. 

''Hey, I'm back!'' Mark appeared in front of her again, wearing his white stage outfit. ''You, uh, want to go outside for a bit?'' It was obvious he wanted her alone for a moment, without any of his members staring or eavesdropping. ''Of course.'' 

''Behave yourself, Mark Lee!'' Johnny yelled out, right before Mark and Ming left the room. 

''They weren't too much, I hope? They kinda toned it down from what they usually do.'' He hadn't heard what they had said to her when he was changing his clothes. 

She shook her head. ''They were very sweet, Seungkwan-oppa called Jungwoo, so I was busy with that.'' Ming chuckled, sending a quick glance his way. 

He led her to a more secluded area, away from the crew, camera's and most importantly, teasing members. ''Aaah~ that's good.'' 

''But seriously, thank you so much for coming here, I really appreciate it.'' Ming became almost emotional with how sincere and grateful Mark sounded. Ming momentarily rubbed his arm. ''You really don't have to thank me, Minhyung.'' 

''No, I do! The last time we spoke, it was… well you know,'' he stuttered, remembering Chenle's teasing at the Dream Show, ''and I was kinda scared that maybe you didn't wanna hang out with me anymore, so when you said agreed to come- I don't know, it just made me very happy, Yer.'' With the way he was speaking, it almost sounded like a confession. 

Ming's cheeks colored red for the nth time that night. ''You're making me flustered, I don't know what to say.'' Her hands rubbed her cheeks, trying to cool them. 

Mark took a step closer to her, once he noticed no one was around. ''Hey, uh, I have to go in a few minutes, but, uh, I was wondering if I, uh, well, if you maybe- you don't have to if you don't want to, I know we haven't seen each other in a while and, uh-'' 

''Minhyung-ah,'' Ming interrupted him, ''calm down, it's just me.'' Mark was a stuttering mess and as much as Ming loved him in a flustered state, she didn't want him to be this nervous in front of her. 

He nodded, looking at the ground. ''In like one minute, they're gonna ask me to come down and I need a lot of luck tonight for the show, so if you don't mind would you be able to, uh, give me a good luck-'' ''Kim Yerim, is that really you?'' 

''Oh, for fuck's sake.'' Mark muttered as he was interrupted. 

Ming looked behind the frustrated man and saw Taeyeon and Minho approaching them. She quickly bowed as they were senior artists. ''Hello, sunbaenims!'' She greeted them. 

''They didn't tell me you were here! Oh, hi Mark.'' Taeyeon immediately went in for a hug, while briefly addressing the NCT member. 

Minho stuck out his fist for a fist pump and she reciprocated, nervously laughing while doing. ''Mark, they want to take a picture with the entire group, we came to find you.'' He explained their sudden appearance. 

While Minho and Mark were busy with each other, Taeyeon whispered in Ming's ear. ''I didn't know he was your boyfriend.'' A slight smirk attached to the sentence. 

Ming quickly shook her head. ''No, no, we're just friends.'' 

''Friends don't look at each other like that.''

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[tellmehowtofeel]

TW: SH, suicide, SA, Mental Health

Today, I hurt myself.

I woke up, rolled over in bed and harmed myself. 

Of course, it’s not as simple as that. I dont wake up and do this in the same way some wake up clutching their vape and hit it as soon as they return to the conscious earth.

But today was the day. 

Today I hurt myself. 

I didn’t get out of bed for hours, nothing feeling desperate enough to move for. I can move and grab my phone and check the notifications, I can check the dating apps for any sort of validation only to be met with being told that ‘your tits are perfect’ or ‘I want to do ungodly things to you’, that ‘You can’t blame a man for thinking fucked up things about you, you’re sexy as’.

It’s disgusting. It’s fucking disgusting.

But on a normal day, I would feel so good about myself. He thinks I’m pretty, he thinks I’m worth fucking, she thinks my tits are good. And yeah, maybe some comments aren’t that bad, but on a day like this, it makes me feel dirty.

I feel disgusting. 

I put myself out there, I put those pictures online, what should I expect? That’s a low cut top I’m wearing, of course someone’s going to make a comment. Oh oops, that dress is pretty skin tight, they can see everything, doesn’t really leave much to the imagination. I thought I looked good in those pictures so I chose them to represent me. Ive been conditioned to seek sexual validation, so when I get it I feel good. 

But today was not the day. 

I woke up feeling unworthy, five minutes later I feel dirty, ten minutes later I feel like a let down. fifteen minutes later I start. And I dont stop all day.

I get a phone call at 6pm. 

He speaks to me, hes worries about me, he wants to help me. My voice remains quiet, monotonous. No, yes, no, im okay, I’ll be fine, no, okay, bye. 

‘Im hanging out with _____, I’ll be in the flat below if you need me.’

‘I love you’

I know

‘You better know.’

Yep, love you too.

I put the phone down. He’s worried about me, Ive made him worry, ive added to his pile of bad things in his life. How could I do that to him? Im so selfish and cruel, how dare I cause his life to be that bit worse? 

But he cares. He cared enough to call, he offered to hang out, to bring food, to be my friend. 

And yet I still said no, I turned him away, I was rude. 

So, today I hurt myself. 

My room is a mess but I haven’t the energy to clean it, I have dishes needing to be washed but I haven’t the energy to wash them, I need to clean my teeth but I haven’t the energy to get out of bed. 

Today, I planned to kill myself. 

I spiralled and I thought and I didn’t know what I was feeling. Of course someone has it worse, I can’t feel like this or tell myself it’s bad or that I ned her because I would be taking that away from someone else. I can’t ask for help because last time I did I was told the man that assaulted me wasn’t at fault, that boys will be boys and because I didn’t call the police I clearly wanted it to happen, that I wanted it to happen to others. That its my fault. 

But like a sign from god, moments before, I get a video from my sister. 

Im playing with my nephew, years ago, making him and I laugh and giggle. And then I remember who I would be leaving behind. I cannot let my nieces and nephews grow up without their auntie. I cannot let my siblings live without their baby sister. I cannot let my mum lose her little girl. I cannot let my dad lose his rebel child. I cannot let my best friends lose his cha cha, or her crazy girl. 

But I can’t live like this. I can’t get help and this is the only way out, but I can’t do it. People say you should live for the good but I feel myself dying with the bad. 

[etoiile]

THINGS THEY SAY BEFORE KISSING YOU FOR THE FIRST TIME

starring itoshi sae, mikage reo, and isagi yoichi!

a request from an anon! (x fem!reader, as per requested)

notes: ANON IM SO SORRY THIS HAS BEEN DONE FOR FOREVER I JS FORGOT TO POST IT AHHH ✧ um my favoritism is showing itself in length.. ✧ BYE I HAD TO MAKE A HS MUSICAL REFERENCE AT THE END LOLL

ITOSHI SAE "you talk too much."

you had somehow snuck sae into your house underneath the noses of your incredibly strict parents. it was a full moon that night, and you two sat on your bed as you talked about everything under the sun, and he simply listened intently.

you were talking about something funny that had happened in class that day when suddenly, sae heard footsteps coming up the stairs. of course, you didn't hear it over the sound of your own voice, but sae, ever the observant one, picked up on it immediately.

"y/n. shut up!" he whisper yelled, worried your parents would hear you talking and come to check on you.

"hang on," you replied, still completely unaware of your potential doom. "im getting to the good part. and so then, the teacher gets up and-"

the footsteps were getting closer and sae is starting to panic. this is not how he wanted to meet your parents.

"y/n! quiet!" he hushed urgently, trying to get you to quiet down.

"hold on, sae. he then LOOKED HIM RIGHT IN THE EYE AND PROCEEDED TO-"

growing desperate now, sae suddenly came up with an idea.

he leaned in closer to you, and you instantly stopped talking, your voice dying in your throat. your face burned at the intense proximity and you were nervously staring back into his bold teal eyes, not really knowing what was going on.

"...sae?" you squeaked, your voice small.

sae brushes your hair out of your face tenderly before gently gripping your waist.

"you talk too much."

he then quickly pressed his lips to yours, his other hand finding place at the crook of your neck. you kissed him back instantly, throwing your hands into his pinkish hair.

sae's kiss is tender and extremely loving. he's not a man of many words; he says everything he needs to with his actions. and at that moment, as he deepened the kiss and rubbed his hands up and down your back soothingly, you could hear him saying, "i love you."

when he pulled away, there was a whole storm of butterflies in your stomach, and you were a little breathless.

"what... was that?" you panted, a little winded.

he simply chuckled and pulled you into his chest.

"you're so stupid."

"...?"

":)"

(he's the stupid one, really.)

MIKAGE REO "i love you."

reo has had plenty of experiences with girls who merely wanted him for his fame and money. he would take them out for dinner at an expensive restaurant, and they'd be all nice and sweet, but then he'd take them out for a heartfelt, well thought-out date, and they'd be cold and distant. it broke his heart, and he would constantly wonder if he'd ever be able to find someone who loved him for him. he wondered that if he didn't have his fame and wealth, would he have ever been able to find someone who wanted him?

you had been going out with reo for around two months now, and everything was going great. reo was great. he was kind, caring, charismatic, funny, charming, and overall a great guy. you two had met through a mutual friend and hit it off really well. reo had taken you out to some nice restaurants, and you'd also hung out at each other's places, and he found himself really, really liking you.

reo had to admit that he was scared. you seemed like such a great girl, and he feared that you might be just like the rest. just like the girls who had used him, who had welcomed him in and then crushed his heart, who he had truly believed liked him for him, but it didn't end up being true in the end. he knew that he gave his heart to people too easily, but he still did it each and every time. at the end of it, all he could do was hope for the best.

reo took a deep breath as he stood outside your door. he had prepared a heartfelt picnic date for the two of you, and he could feel his hands getting all clammy as he knocked a few times.

you stepped out and reo's voice got stuck in his throat. you looked stunning. you were wearing a simple white beachy dress, your hair blown out and your makeup done cute. it wasn't as extravagant or bold as some of the other looks reo had seen you in, but the first thought that came to his head was still "beautiful."

he quickly cleared his throat and regained his composure. "gorgeous as always, y/n." he grinned, still taking you in.

you giggled. "i hope so. 'surprise' is hard to dress for, reo."

"you look perfect." he chuckled in response.

reo's heart was racing as he began walking you to the picnic location where he had set everything up. he had spent over an hour laying everything out and making sure it looked perfect, and don't even get him started on the time it took to prepare everything in advance. this would be the first time he'd ever done something so heartfelt and homemade for you, and he had to admit that the thought that maybe you would turn your nose up in disgust like everyone else crossed his mind.

once you arrived, reo let out a shaky little ta-da as he nervously watched for your reaction. when you at first had none, he felt his heart dropping at the thought that he was right. you were like everyone else. you hated it and you were going to leave him.

that thought was only magnified when you started crying. reo began panicking, wondering how bad he could've messed up to make you cry. his panic quickly turned to shock and relief, though.

"this is... perfect, reo. i love it. it's beautiful. this must have taken you forever." you turned to face him. "i am so, so lucky to have you. thank you."

reo felt a wave of relief and also adrenaline wash over him as he engulfed you in a tight hug. as he held you in his arms, he knew what he was feeling right now was more than just liking you.

he gently held your face in his hands as he gazed into your eyes lovingly. he leaned in closer to your face as his heart raced faster than it ever had before.

"i love you."

he crashed his lips against yours, heart soaring when he felt you kiss him back. he almost felt like crying with how overwhelmed by his emotions he was. he deepened the kiss as he tilted you back, holding you tightly in his arms still. he'd never loved a feeling more than the feeling of your lips on his. he kissed you with passion and intensity, yet it still so full of love and affection.

when you both finally pulled away, breathless, holding each other in your arms and staring into each other's eyes, reo was still hungry for more, but he held back, awaiting your response.

you lovingly bump your forehead against his, relishing the moment.

"i love you too.'

rest assured that reo wastes no time in kissing you once more. (or twice. or three times.)

ISAGI YOICHI "can i?"

isagi yoichi was RAISED RIGHT.

he understand the importance of consent!! fear not ladies!!

you both were at a party with your friends, and for some reason, while everyone else was playing drinking games and living it up, you guys were playing truth or dare.

what were you, 10?

everyone had been mostly doing a lot of truths so far, (with the exception of bachira, who was willing to do practically anything) but people were now finally starting to pick dare. kunigami had belly flopped into a hot tub, (he was practically crying for like 15 minutes) chigiri had sent a dm to a girl he liked admitting his feelings, (please be me please be me please be me) and reo had drank the most disgusting blend of alcohol know to mankind.

"isagirin!" bachira exclaimed, pointing a finger at isagi. "truth or dare?"

isagi hesitated. "dare."

everyone 'ooo'-ed, seeing as this was his first dare. bachira mulled it over for a minute before giving him a boyish grin.

"isagirin." he stated seriously. "i dare you to..."

everyone held their breath.

"..kiss the prettiest girl in the room."

everyone, even nagi, who was basically half asleep on reo's arm, gasped immediately. isagi's face went bright red and you suddenly felt your heart pounding.

you didnt think it was going to be you. that was stupid. you and isagi were just friends. there's no way he would ever kiss you. don't delude yourself. dont be delulu, see the trululu. (im sorry)

isagi shot bachira a dirty glare as he stood up, his legs practically shaking. you didn't know why you were so nervous. there was no way it would be you, right? you doubted that he actually reciprocated your silly little crush on him.

oh. he's walking in your direction? well.. lets see. there's a really pretty girl behind you, but she's practically grinding into some other random guy, so that's probably not it. he's getting closer? there's probably some really hot girl at the other end of the party who you just can't see. he's making eye contact with you? ok ok, don't sweat it. don't panic. why is your face getting so red? you're being so obvious! he's not into you! he's isagi yoichi! he's just a friend! he's... kneeling right in front of you...?

your heart was pounding as isagi nervously leaned in. he gently swept the hair from your face and nervously mumbled, "can i?"

all you could do was nervously nod.

isagi gently kissed you sweetly, and you felt yourself melting into him. oh my god, this was really happening! when he pulled away he nervously averted his eyes, and you did the same, flustered.

the sounds of everyone's cheers and whoops and 'finally's got softer as isagi met your gaze, and it felt like you two were the only people in the world. you two would talk it out later, but for now, you could feel in your heart that this was the start of something new.

© 𝐄𝐓𝐎𝐈𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 please do not copy or repost my work on any other site. interactions appreciated! 🤍

[ltlemon]

Watch me scream about OFMD episode 7 for a little while (pt.2 to the first post, now with more italics) (this is just me live blogging the whole episode, so major spoilers obviously)

ok here we go boys! (gn)

wait hold on before I start I'm gonna make an educated guess here and say its gonna open on ed and stede in the morning, just hanging out in bed/maybe having breakfast. I'm calling it.

ok so not OPEN OPEN, but lets just say we're getting that in a short bit here (little sad I didn't get it right)

OHHH baby.... :(

he's throwing his old clothes overboard. :(

HE IS WEARING STEDE'S RING THOUGH. That's a good sign.

'bye-bye.' pleaase that's so cutee 🥺 he's finally letting go :')

WAIT IS THAT TOAST ON THAT TRAY??

I GOT IT HALF RIGHT THEN, IT OPENS IN THE MORNING DURING BREAKFAST

aaa he's carrying it in his mouth

wait where's he going

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

HOLY SHIT HE MADE-

HE MADE IT!!!?!? FOR THEM TO EAT TOGETHERQ?!??!?!?

I WAS RIGHT!!!! I WAS FUCKING RIGHT!!!!!!!!

YES!!! I AM NOT COMPETITIVE IN ANY WAY!!

okokokokok I need to watch this

ADHUYg HE DIDN'T HAVE TWO TRAYS FOR THE BOTH OF THEM HE JUST STOLE A BITE OF STEDES TOAST

he's so cat coded istg

god that is nothing. that's like,,,one piece of bacon that you broke up into three pieces.

he's trying his best

yeah what's with the twine.

omfg

I love him

HOLY SHIT HES TELLING HIM ABOUT THE MERMAID DREAM????

FSTAYFDSJAYHSGBMH IM FREAKING OUTAAAAAAA

THIS IS WHAT I LIVE FOR

HDJGHSAYDGHDJ SASSY IZZY??????

HE FUCKING CONGRATULATED THEM!?!?!?!?!

?????

(He's jealous)

I'm dying here

ohhhhh that title card is my favorite so far <3333

Ricky gave you a whole ass clock?????? wow he really is weird huh.

hi frenchie <;33

'knobs with a red knotty doo-dad' that sure was a sentence

HEEHEE YESS ADD ANOTHER TO THE POLYCULE

YEAHHHH!! WADDUP!?

not Archie pointing at Olu lol

poor dude :(

EEEEEEEEEEEE they're at a little table!! so small!!! so cute!!!

'I've never been stabbed 😌👆' wow 😃 that's a first 😁'

eeeeheeeheeeheeeheeeeeeee yeesssss talk about your letters little man !!

oh bbg you know what kind of letters, just look at him.

'just letters 😀'

BREAKING NEWS: HE LOVES IT!!! HE LOVES THAT HE DID THAT!!!!

oh hi who are you 🥺 I like you a lot

AWW stede's little 'what??' is so precious

THEY DIDN'T PAY!!! EEEEEEEE

THEYRE SO WHOLESOME!!! GAH!!!

OMG HES TRYING TO MAKE SURE HE STAYS SAFEAA

'not just my face 😬' 'oh wow 😮'

'yeah someones definitely gonna try to kill you 😀 enjoy the night! 😁'

this is reminding me of when they switched clothes and ed used that opportunity to show him how bad being Blackbeard could be. 'you wanted this, this is what it's like' sort of thing.

whooo Jackie looks good!! love the hair.

WHOAH THE SWEDE LOOKS EVEN BETTER! THE JACKET, THE HAIR??

He slays.

just like his wife 🥺

HAHAHA EVEN LUCIUS AGREES, HE GETS IT

god I love love love Lucius's mannerisms they're so fun

not frenchie starting another pyramid scheme 😞

sigh...ed's so pretty....he's not even doing anything right now and yet he is the most beautiful man ever

that is his man and he is famous

aww stede listened to himm, he's excepted like three different drinks and has only sipped them.

'Why you dressed like a dirty ass orphan?'

Jesus Jackie you didn't have to bash him that hard

aww their interactions are really sweet actually

OK NVM THE SWEDE BASHED HIM HARDER ('oh, Blackbeard...are you a poor now?')

JUST NOTICED THE SWEDES JACKET IS A CROP TOP THATS AMAZING

aww...stede's slowly turning into him, but ed knows how that ends...he's happy that he's opening up, but he's mostly worried for him....

aww no olu....

AWW JIMS VOUCHING FOR HIM

(Archie too, but her influence may not be helping....)

YAYY they're succeeding in adding her to the polycule it seems!!

ohhhh that interaction with ed and izzy is so sweet though

izzy still hasn't gotten over him has he

HOLY SHIT !! ??

HE JUST SET A MAN-

HE JUST SET A MAN ON FIRE????

SO NONCHALANTLY?????

SIR??

AND HE'S LAUGHING ABOUT IT??? HOLY SHIT???

If ed was here he'd be getting war flashbacks

that man. is dead.

OH NO HES TELLING ED

AWWWW AW NOO BBG

again, he's happy for him, but he knows where this is going, and he knows his days with stede are numbered, it can't stay like this. everything's going to go to shit, and he knows it. he knows it deep in his bones.

!!

oh. oh here we go.

oh....oh no......

🥺

HE'S LEAVING???

To be a fisherman???

man catches a fish once and decides to make it his job, that is the most ADHD thing ever.

ohhhh, oh no, does stede think he's joking....?

'you liked that fish, you said it was a good fish...! 🥺' I'm crying

NOOOOOO I'm watching this to RECOVER from GOS2 not feel the pain again!!! AAAAA

!!!!!!!!

HE'S NOT A COWARD YOU BASTARD AA

Is frenchie seriously selling planks from the ship?????

or are they just random planks maybe

awwww nooo is he seriously coping with a breakup by talking to his fans

'fucking off, sir' is a really good line. (also I love whoever that guy is he's really tall and buff and I just think that's neat)

HE THINKS HE'S A GOOD FREIND !!

AWWW

OH. MY. GOD. THEY'RE BONDING OVER ED.

THIS IS HOW IZZY SHOULD BE USED FELLAS

THIS IS IT.

they. they smiled at each other a little bit. :'))

AWWWWW JIMMM <33 they're so sweet.

all that stuff about killing all of his friends was, I believe, indeed a little but intense.

aw <3

the- the hand!! POLYCULE ACHIEVED!!!!!! YAY!! good job Jim!

wait. no polycule...? that scene was a bit vague but olu did say 'I'm gonna go with Zheng now' so...no polycule...? if that is true then I'm actually really sad about that because he seems to really like Jim....Olu has two hands guys this is the best possible outcome.

WAIT, BUT JIM IS BRINGING UP SHARING ROOMS WITH THE FOUR OF THEM....??

aw come on stede you're interrupting the moment, they're figuring stuff out rn

I mean he is a little justified she did try to murder like all of them just a little bit ago

but also like

there must be a reason your crew is being friendly towards her, you should ask them about it instead of doing whatever this is

oh my godd stede why are you like thiss

oh poor izzy...he's just watching...he suggested they go back to the ship before any fights broke out but no...stede has to get up and go pick on someone right in front of him;

'I'm going to pretend you didn't just touch your sword 😁' yeah me too

OH DAYUM SHE WENT LOW FOR THAT ONE HOLY SHIT

oh he's PISSED

'who told you that.'

oh baby boy people can guess stuff like that pretty easy with you guys

THAT GUY'S NAME WAS STEAK KNIFE???

NOO STEAK KNIFE </3

THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU'RE A DUMBASS STEDE

BEARS GET KILLED.

'draw' live izzy reaction: 'oh, bonnet...'

aww ole's little 'nice' when Zheng draws her sword is really cute

HAH! Man threw a whole ass bottle at her

OH NO ARCHIE !!

GET HIM JIM!!!!!

YEAH!!

IZZY JUST HIT A MAN WITH A CHAIR????

the crew of the revenge really does keep screwing up jackies whole deal huh. yeah they should go outside. go outside.

stede's such a bastard!! god!! why are you like this!!!???

she just hit his ass with a plank????

OH. SHIT.

IS SHE DEAD???

??????????????????????

ohh, roach is really cute.

but uh,, uhm,, uh anyways as I was saying,

IS SHE DEAD???? 'CAUSE IT SURE LOOKS LIKE THAT!!

There's no way two people in a show can get hit in the head with a cannon ball and survive there's NO WAY.

anyways.

I'm really normal right now, time to wait a week. 😀

[no-ctrl]

Another girl down. I get these ugly feelings, seeing everyone get back with their ex. I get jealous. I got left. I hate when these ugly feeling resurface. I hate having these negative emotions. I resent these people for being able to effortlessly do the thing I wish and long for. I’m so jaded at the fact Israel of ALL the people in my life really misunderstood me. I miss you and i wish it wasn’t this way but I am no longer going to beg to be chosen by someone who does not want me. It’s so hard seeing how easy it is for people to work out. Even when they complain about their partner it’s like but your partner wants you. My ex left me. He ghosted me. He did not give me a bye or I’m done with you. He gave me silence. He gave me no second thought. Your ex bothers you. I’m not saying it’s better but he wants you and mine did not want me. It’s an ugly feeling. You got someone that chooses you while I got left. I am tired of this. I hate feeling this way it’s painful. It’s painful that you don’t want me you’re not interested in me you don’t care. You don’t look for me. You don’t break at the thought of me while I crumble just seeing you active in Instagram or the fact that you made threads. I’m dying for you to miss me like I miss you but it never comes. How could you forget me so easily. I was looking at our old texts on my old phone and I miss you caring and loving me. I miss you. I feel like a loser. I’m literally at home on a Friday night doing nothing but crying over my ex boyfriend. I miss you. I am tired of feeling forgettable I’m tired of being misunderstood. I can’t believe you left me so effortlessly and not only that but you also aren’t dying on the inside for me. Im still missing a piece of my heart and you just get to continue life. Im stuck in this pain and I’ve been desperately trying to move forward. Some days I feel so far from my goals and other days I’m okay with the stillness of not being where I want to be. I’m just sad why do I have to accept these things but other people get to be with their person. Not only do they get to be with their person but they leave me in the dust. Not only do they leave me in the dust but they come back when things are rocky. Who is here for me? Who is my support? I’m just so sad I miss israel so much and he doesn’t care. I just want to cry forever. Is this how you felt when I broke up with you? Is this my karma? Did I treat you so terribly to deserve this? Why did you always put me in these sorts of situations? Why don’t you care about me? Genuinely someone who cares about you will have the decency to at least cut things out but you didn’t hold that compassion or consideration for me. Why? How could you do this to me? I am not perfect i understand that butWhat you did to me was wrong. It was cruel. It’s almost 8 months no contact and I’m the only person suffering. I don’t want you to suffer but why don’t you look for me? I’m haunted by your memory. I wish you cared more. I can’t help but feel like what’s wrong with me? Why do I attract people that don’t want me? People that don’t consider me, people that don’t prioritize me? Why? My best friend does not invite me anywhere, she does not initiate any plans she does not look for me. My close friend dropped me the moment she returned back to her ex. My cousin silently fired me and left me 2 months without work then acts like nothing happened after putting me in a bad place. My ex literally did not care about me he used me. He would blatantly use me. I feel like a loser bc why doesn’t anyone want me? Why am I not enough? I try my best to be a good person to everyone but sometimes I can’t help but feel like I’m defective bc of this. What’s wrong with me? I just want to be loved. I want to be cared for. I want to be looked after. I want to be considered. I want to be prioritized. I want to be taken care of. I’m tired of being reliable I’m tired of figuring everything out I’m tired of being the grown up. I feel like the neglected little girl in me screams and cries everyday to be seen to be taken care of.

[snapdragonpovs]

when you get drunk

🌸newt🌸

You wake up next to him in his bed, head pounding, sweating, and you are dying.

"Oh no!" you whine and he sits up.

"morning, love. How's the hangover?"

"Uhhhhhhhhghh" you moan

before stumbling to the bathroom to throw up and he follows you to hold your hair. Then he cleans you up and washes your face."Come on love, be good for me so i can go to work."

"No, stay with me!" you turn back to look at him

"You're lucky you don't have to work today, missy. The other hungover shanks either have to work or be put in the pit." he turns you back around so he can finish styling your hair and you pout. "you don't love me!"

"i love you just fine. now sit still." he has to practically hold you in place and you cooperate for him. You hold your head. It's pounding. "Can you turn the lights off newt?"

He gets you ready to sleep off your hangover and leaves, bringing you some lunch and then coming back to get you to come to dinner, and you feel a lot better.

🌺thomas🌺

Your boyfriend thomas drove you home from the party, and helped you to his bed. You fell over 4 times and couldn't stop asking him questions. "Hey tommy, why are deliveries on a car called a shipment, but on a ship it's called a cargo?"

"I don't know baby," he sighed.

"Tommy why is the room spinning? I feel weird."

"Because you drank way too much, baby." He says taking off your shoes and getting comfy clothes for you to change into.

"Let's get mcflurrys" you giggle.

"No, i think you should go to bed now. It's late."

"Aww Tommyyy," you whine as he gently wipes off your makeup and brushes your hair and puts it into a loose braid for the night.

He slides under the covers next to you and has to pull you down by your shoulders. "Time for bed, baby."

"No, i'm not even tired! I could run a marathon." you say.

"Im sure you could, but right now it's time to sleep."

"Im not even sleepy!" you say as he wraps his arms around you and plays with your hair.

You yawn, and within 5 seconds you are asleep.

🪻minho🪻

You drank way too much, and are now absolutely wasted. Your friends laugh and video you because when you get drunk you are always hilarious. "Alright baby we should get going before you dance naked on a table," Minho takes your waist and leads you to your shoes.

"That's a great idea!" you giggle as he helps you put on your shoes.

"Hey Minho i have a really good idea!"

"and what's that?"

"Let's hook up!" you giggle.

"Baby, we're already dating."

"We are?!" you gasp

"Yes, i'm your boyfriend." he laughs.

"boyfriend," you dreamily sigh as your friends chuckle.

"Alright baby, let's go."

"Nooooooooooo"

"Come on", he leads you by your waist out the door.

"Bye y/n!"

"Goodluck, Minho!", your friends call as you go out the door.

As Minho turns on the lights to your apartment, you gasp. "Whoa!"

"Aww i'm hungry!" you stagger to the couch

He turns on the tv, knowing you won't be able to fall asleep or calm down without it.

"The SiMpSonS!!!!!", you scream as the theme song comes on.

"Baby! Shh it's 3 AM!" he covers your mouth and slips a sleeping pill inside. "Our neighbors must hate us!"

"What? Oh nooooooooo" you cry.

"Shh it's alright," He cuddles next to you and you lean against him.

"Your so pretty, Min-Minnnnho"

he turns off the lights and cuddles next to you.

"Time to go to sleep," he tells you and mutters "god, how high are you?" under his breath.

"I'm not sleepy at all!"

"Your gonna feel very sick tomorrow, you should sleep."

"I'm gonna be sick?! No!!!"

you whine and he covers your mouth so the last part is muffled.

"Shh!"  "What'll make you sleepy?"

"Your mom" you giggle as he rolls his eyes and starts rubbing circles on your back.

You watch the simpsons as he slowly lulls you to sleep.

[winterchimez]

now you listen to me beam bcs I HAVE SO MANY THINGS TO SAY.

first of all, i love hate you for including that unholy pic as part of the banner. second of all, HOW DARE YOU START OFF THE FIC WITH THEM ALREADY HAVING A STEAMY MAKEOUT SESSION AKSJDJDJXJ

things that made me go alexa play giddy giddy up!

okay im sorry but this paragraph somehow reminds me of you HAHAHAHAJDJDNS (well based on our dms but i will say no more to keep your secret safe with me 😇)

SIS AINT THIS BORDERLINE SMUT ATP AKDJDJDN NOT THE TONGUE-

OH HELL NAW-

HNNNGHHHHH IM UPSET (IM 👌🏻 CLOSE TO SAY HEY ALEXA PLAY SEVEN EXPLICIT VERSION)

OFC HE AINT DONE HE STILL GOT MANY PARTS TO EXPLORE (ahem sorry kids look away pls)

to sum it up, i do not need another naked man to ogle over bruh im still dying and losing my insanity everyday over a man name jayden lee I DO NOT NEED ANOTHER I REPEAT I DO NOT NEED-

(okay but in all honesty we all know eric’s just as good as the hyungs when it comes to yknow ahem. 😘💋👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨🥵) OKAY BYE BEFORE I SAY MORE THAT I’LL REGRET-

𝐨𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐝

nonidol!eric sohn x f!reader

1.7k words, YO! SUGGESTIVE, college au, kissing, swearing, mentions of drinking, the bra comes off but nothing explicit (uh minors... DNI), his shirt comes off, barely proofread bc i wrote this on impulse and tis late for me

a/n: i let my impulsive and intrusive thoughts win.

Hands—his hands were everywhere. Anywhere he could fit his palms, his fingers against and into—every curve and crevice would not be leaving untouched. He burned his prints into your skin, signed his name with his lips, tongue, voice.

"This okay?" He murmured against the column of your throat. He could probably feel the way your pulse raced at his touch as you arched yourself into him.

Your breath hitched, his lips pressing feather-light kisses, his fingertips dancing along the bottom hem of your shirt. "More—more than okay," you exhaled, tangling your fingers in his hair.

He gave a groan of approval from the hollow of your throat, then swiftly moved back up to capture your lips for himself and steal your breath away.

(before.)

"Yn." At the feeling of a nudge to your side, you turned to your friend Jisung whose face was fitted with the widest, shit-eating grin. "You know that guy's been checking you out all night, right?"

He inclined his head toward your 4 o'clock, and you curiously followed his gaze to see what he was talking about.

You caught sight of him across the room—red ball cap, white dress shirt with nearly half the buttons undone, exposing the smooth skin beneath and the chain hanging from his collar. He nodded at you, tongue poking the inside of his cheek as he smiled.

Your heart went and did a row of cartwheels.

You and Jisung had come with a group of friends to this one party tonight. There were no expectations, really, only that you had all Rock-Paper-Scissored and Felix was forced to DD. Jisung and you had lost the others pretty fast, but you hadn't minded the bit of one on one time you got with him. (You liked to claim you didn't have favorites, but Han Jisung was a little difficult to not love.)

"You know him?" Jisung asked you after draining whatever was left in his plastic cup. He gave a grimace at the burn down the back of his throat.

"Uhm yeah, actually." You smiled, lifting a brow. "Eric Sohn. Plays shortstop for the uni baseball team." Yeah, you knew him, alright. You never missed a baseball game, even since high school, and that tradition had yet to stop in college. Sometimes, you would even go with your other friend Seungmin, if he had time. It was something that reminded you a lot of life in your hometown, where all your closest friends would hit the neighborhood field to play a round or two. Of course, constantly being in the stands meant that someone was bound to notice your presence.

Maybe he'd finally figured out you weren't there for anyone in particular.

A crease formed between Jisung's brows. "What the fuck's a shortstop?—You know what? I don't need to know," he said with a shake of his head. He turned his body toward you, extending his hand, "Dude's coming this way, so I won't step on your toes."

You passed Jisung an incredulous look, but clasped his hand with yours. "Just say you don't wanna cockblock me, Ji."

He laughed. "Hey, you said it this time, not me! Use protection, my friend," he teased, patting you on the shoulder before taking his leave and melding with the crowd.

You rolled his eyes, but your heart still thundered in your chest. Jisung said Eric was on his way over to you, and you were a little nervous to turn around and look—

"I've kind of been wondering about something."

Here he is. You whirled around and came face to face with the man in question. From up close, his jawline was even sharper than it looked from all the way up in the bleachers, his hands veiny all the way down his forearms. And his shirt seemed to be hanging on just enough to leave something for the imagination, but you were sure your imagination would be pretty on the nose anyway. His smile was even prettier this close and there was something boyish about its edge that threw you for a loop. He braced an arm against the wall next to you, and you saw the glint of his silver watch and the rings adorning his fingers.

"And what would you be wondering?" You prompted with a small tilt of your head.

"What's a girl as pretty as you doing alone all the time?" He asked. "I've been racking my brain for an explanation, and none of my teammates say they know you."

"Maybe I'm just looking for a good time," you replied airily, leaning toward him slightly. Then it came to you, the replays of him on the field, the way he so effortlessly caught your attention like he turned double plays. "And someone who knows what he's doing, I suppose."

His smile widened a sliver, following your lead. "And what can I do to prove to you that I do?"

You could smell the expensive, but subtle cologne lingering on his skin and clothes over the smell of the party around you. Your eyes darted down to his lips and you saw him do the same to you. "Come a little closer and find out."

(now.)

He was addicted to the taste of you—couldn't stop and didn't plan to stop until he traced every inch of you with his mouth. Eric had lost his cap at some point between meeting you and getting you alone in this room. It was dark, it was hot—you were hot. Your skin was on fire, there was sweat dripping down the back of your neck. Your hands were in his hair, but he wanted them on his body, in his pants, and still in his hair.

You gave a tug as he pressed his tongue into your mouth, a pretty whine coaxed from you. God, you were so pretty. So pretty and perfect and—he couldn't believe you were single.

His nose slotted against yours, his knee sliding between your thighs and keeping your knees from buckling. He kept you up by his own strength and the wall behind you.

You broke for air and he dove for your neck. "Eric," you managed to say between breaths, the top of his head tickling the bottom of your chin.

He hummed, hands squeezing your sides. "I'm gonna stick my hands under your shirt," he rasped when he pulled back to look you in the eyes, a silent question of permission.

"Be my guest."

"You're cute," he chuckled, leaning over to press a kiss to your lips.

You smiled. "I can say the same about you." You reached for his face with both of your hands, feeling goosebumps rise on your skin as his hands inched up under your shirt. "Now let me eat you up, Eric Sohn."

You could taste his laugh on your tongue. "Mmh—fuck, I like the—the sound of that."

And you were all too soon consumed and suffocating on him again, choking on the feel of muscle beneath your hands that moved to grip his shoulders; ascending, as he pressed himself against you, until no air existed between your bodies. Your mind was blank, all that laid upon your tongue was his and his name.

Eric, Eric, Eric…

"Can I take your shirt off?" You asked between kisses, catching his bottom lip between your teeth for a spell.

His forehead rested against yours, noses slotted beside each other. He braced an arm against the wall by your head while the other wrapped around your waist. "Oh my god, please."

Lazily, he kissed you again, and he somehow made your toes curl even more.

He would turn his eyes downward to watch your fingers slide each button out of its slit, the curtains of his white shirt slowly falling open. And he would find your lips again, one kiss rewarded for each buttoned freed.

Eric shrugged the garment off and it fluttered to the floor. With your eyes adjusted to the dark and the minimal light streaming in from beneath the door, you could trace the hard lines of his arms and stomach. Line by line.

"You're beautiful," you blurted out suddenly. Inwardly, you winced; dear god, you hoped you didn't just kill the mood.

Instead, though, he giggled. No one had ever called him beautiful before, at least, not to his face. Eric cupped the back of his neck with boyish glee, then moved to hold your cheek. "I'm gonna kiss you for that."

That was so fine by you.

He made good on his word and dove for your mouth, expertly catching the back of your head with his hand for cushion against the wall. And if you hadn't had the wall for support, you were certain the force of his kiss would have you bending over backwards.

Your fingers dug into his arms for good measure. Heat pooled in your belly, a fire that kept you fueled and was fanned by Eric-motherfucking-Sohn.

He groaned into your mouth, an awfully delicious sound. "Bra clasp? Wanna feel you, baby."

As everything seemed to be, permission was granted immediately.

His fingers flew up your shirt again and cupped you through your bra. You felt him wrap around your body, nimbly flicking at the clasp—

There was a hurried and loud knock on the door, and you both jolted in surprise.

"Occupied!" Eric barked, hands stilling over the place where your strapless bra had been two seconds ago.

"Eric? It's Kevin! It's an emergency." Someone's voice—Kevin's—echoed through the locked door. He didn't even bother to jiggle the handle.

You saw a muscle feather in his jaw, and he carded a hand through his damp, dark hair. Conflict flickered in his eyes, from you, to the door. "One minute, hyung."

You heard footsteps retreat from outside.

Eric leaned down and scooped up your bra and his shirt from the floor, handing you your garment with a sigh. "Sorry for cutting this short," he murmured, cupping the back of your head affectionately.

Your smile was easy, and you swiftly reset your clothes and hair. "Don't worry about it. It sounds important."

"If it's Kevin, then it probably is," he agreed. He'd finished buttoning up his shirt halfway.

When you reached for the doorknob, Eric spun you back around towards him and swooped in for a kiss that made your head spin around. His tongue swiped over your bottom lip, a last taste for now. "I'm not done with you yet, though, Yn."

You bit back your grin. "I was betting on that, Sohn."

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sneaking around

warnings: smut(ish), some mentions of oral (f receiving)

summary: you meet with nate on a friday night

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you couldn’t explain it, but you really liked nate. maybe it’s only because he took your virginity, but ever since you guys figured out a way to get out the bathroom, you couldn’t stop thinking about him. it’s like he is living in your mind rent free. you even went up to him at the party, acting like it’s the first time you guys saw each other. surprisingly, nate played along, mainly because he liked the fact you had more interest in him. after he was beat up by your good friend, fezco, you we’re on the verge of crying. panicking over the bloody body, you try to see if nate’s still breathing.

nate wouldn’t admit it out loud, but he really liked you too. maybe it was the innocence that trapped him, but he was trapped and he couldn’t get you out his head. nate wanted to be with you, but there was just one little problem… maddy. even though he likes you, he knows maddy and he knows he’d always love her. but now he is confused in which girl he actually wants. when it came to you, he liked how you were sensitive and emotional, and he liked how you never cared about peoples opinions too much. he believes if he was dating you sophomore year instead of maddy, he would’ve never grew up to do the things he did. but when it came to maddy, they have too much history to “let go”. he was so confused and lost, and he was stuck going back & forth with himself to think about who he wants.

you, maddy, some random guy, and mckay carried him to maddy’s car and drove him to a hospital. you sat in the back with nate while maddy drove. you held nate’s hand and tried to fix your breathing, you couldn’t try to calm someone down when you’re freaking out too. you couldn’t tell if he was conscious or not, but you told yourself that he was so you could think positively. once you guys got to the hospital, you & maddy never left nate’s side. maddy was understandable, but you? this confused maddy a lot. you never mentioned him whenever you guys were near each other. you and maddy weren’t friends if we were being honest, but you were friends with kat and cassie, so you were always around maddy. she grew suspicious of you and nate, but was mainly worried about him being safe.

it had been a few days since you took nate to the hospital, and you couldn’t stop worrying about him. you wanted to go to the hospital, and see if he was released yet, but you didn’t want people to assume the worst. all you could do is just wait for him to be released and see him, and you hated every second of waiting. at one moment, you were in your room waiting for the phone to ring. and you were wishing it would be maddy with some news. your leg bounced up and down, and bit your nails in anxiety. once five minutes pasted, you couldn’t take it anymore. picking up the phone, you ring up maddy. “hello?” maddy answers. “hey maddy, i just was curious.. was nate ever released? i have been worried about him since the party, and i don’t have his number or anything. but i know you guys probably talk still?” you ask out to the girl on the phone. it was silent for a couple of seconds before you get a text from her. then she speaks up, “that’s nate’s number, but yeah. he was released yesterday. he left me the sweetest text.” you smile to yourself, pretending it happened to you and not her. “that’s so cute, but thanks for his number, im gonna text him and tell him to get well soon.” you say, rushing and dying to get off the phone with maddy. “okay, bye [y/n].” she said before hanging up.

you looked at maddy’s message for several minutes before just tapping the number. it began to ring, as your heart started pounding. you put the phone to your ear again with a shaky hand. “hello? who is this?” nate questions. you begin to really panic. “hey uhm, nate? it’s [y/n], i wanted to check in on you and ask if you feel any better?” you barely speak out. your anxiety taking control by each second of silence. “hey [y/n], i’m feeling as better as i can. how’d you get my number?” he responds. “maddy gave it to me. but that’s good! i was really worried.” you answer quietly, scared he’d tell you to leave him alone. “oh, okay.” was all nate said back. there was a comfortable silence after that. you guys both sat on the phone like that for another minute before he speaks up. “so, how are you?” nate questions. you smile to yourself before responding, “i’ve been good. i’m probably holding you up from… something-” “you’re not holding me up from anything, if anything you’re keeping busy.” he quickly states, cutting you off. you started to miss him. a lot. “okay this is random.. but.. do you think i can see you? anytime soon?” you ask nate. you could hear the fear of the question in your voice. “next week, i’ll come see you next week.” he responds with. the both of you said your goodbyes and you waited for the next week.

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the week was a blur, you continued to wait for the day nate asks for your address and comes to see you. he was all you thought about every time you woke up and went to sleep. nate nate nate nate nate. that’s all thats swimming in your brain. you tried to avoid maddy as much as possible, because you are a horrible liar. but when you couldn’t avoid her, you tried to avoid topics of nate and dating. the days of the week went on until friday, you get a text from nate. he asked where to get you, and you texted him back with your address. and since then you couldn’t wait to go home and get ready.

it was around three when you got home, and you got into the shower immediately. you washed your hair & body, and touched up on shaving. you wanted nate to love everything about you. little did you know, he already did. you spent a little time on your makeup, making sure its not too much nor too little. god time goes so slowly when you are waiting for something. you waited for a couple of hours before finally grabbing something to wear. a skirt and simple tee with some sneakers. you never really tried to look super feminine for a simple meet up before, but with nate it was so different. your phone rings, and you go to see who is calling, and as always, its maddy. you sigh in disappointment before answering the phone. “hey maddy, whats up?” you ask, finishing up your look before flopping backwards on your bed. “hey, do you want to go bowling? kat asked if i wanted to go but i thought i should ask if you’d wanna come with me.”

you felt guilty. this is the girl who used to be inlove with nate. and you were about to see him. you didn’t want to let her down. “yeah, i’ll be there as soon as my mother gets home, stay out late so i can meet you guys there!” you respond. trying not to let your guilt show through your voice. “okay i’ll text you which bowling place. bye [y/n]!” “okay, seeya maddy!” you hang up quickly and turn your phone off. you felt horrible. you were going to see her ex, then hang out with her like nothing happened. your phone dings, and you think it’s maddy, but its nate this time. your guilt soon fades, as a smile rises. he was here. you rand downstairs and into his car. as you were getting in his car, you didn’t know it, but rue saw you. but you were to focused on him to actually care about anything else. “hey [y/n].” nate quickly says before pulling you to him for a kiss. you loved how he made you feel. you felt so special, like you mattered. “hi nate, where we going?” you ask, looking into his eyes with a visible blush on your cheeks. he notices this, but ignores it and says, “just enjoy the ride.” before putting the car in drive.

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you guys were driving for some time before finally coming to a stop. you guys didn’t talk the entire ride. well nate didn’t talk, and you were just afraid to speak because of the serious look on his face. if you were being honest you thought he was going to drive you guys off a cliff at one point. “first i wanna start by saying, i really like you [y/n].” you smile slightly, feeling this huge wave of excitement wash over you. “but maddy, she will kill you and me if she finds out about us.” he continues. “i’m sorry but we can’t see each other anymore.” your heart slowly sinks, but you didn’t want him to see that. so you got out the car and walked only a couple steps away from it. you don’t even know where you are, so you’re not gonna run away or anything. you look at your phone and its an unknown number. it says to track the phone, and then a location is sent. you, being curious, you follow it. and soon after a couple of minutes, you walk up a set if stairs, and went to a corner. the phone was right there. as you picked it up from the floor, nate comes up the stairs. you turn to him, shaking the phone in your hand. “you’ll go the extra mile to sneak around with me?” you jokingly state, handing him the phone back. “i’d do anything for you.” was all he said before leaning in, kissing you softly and passionately.

you melted in his kiss like ice cream on a hot summer day. nate noticed this and deepened the kiss, pushing you onto the wall. he pulls away, and admires you. he loves the sight of your neediness and desperation. he takes the phone, and puts it in his pocket. nate starts to slowly make his way down to your thighs, kissing all the way up to your core. he looks up at you and into your eyes, “how will you ever look maddy in the eyes again?” he mumbles before going straight to your throbbing bud, kissing it before going down on you completely. you felt guilty, but you didn’t at the same time. you loved sneaking around, and you loved doing it with nate, no matter the consequence.

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you and nate had had sex at a construction site. and you felt gross. dirty. you felt slutty. you even said it to nate, that’s how much the guilt was eating you alive. he reassured you that there was nothing to worry about and that you weren’t slutty. he wanted you to feel like you were still pure and clean from the filth of the real world. “wanna come to my place?” nate asked you as the both of you got back to the car. you shook your head and responded, “no thanks, drop me off to this bowling alley, ill text the location for you.” he just nods and once you sent the text, he started the car up. nate grabbed your face to look at him, and he kissed you one last time before driving.

once you got to the bowling alley he parked, and looked at you. he stared for a good 7 seconds before saying goodbye. you smile at him and leave, waving goodbye and going into the bowling alley. as soon as you walk in you see kat, ethan, jules, and maddy all hanging out. you go to the register to pay for yourself and went straight on over to maddy and the others. “[y/n]!” maddy exclaims and runs to you as she brings you into a tight embrace. this felt odd because uou guys weren’t really friends, but you liked it. but that happiness soon turned to sadness when you realized you just slept with her ex boyfriend. you felt guilty, and wrong. but what she doesn’t know wont hurt her.

[a/n]: eh not my best writing but part 3 is better

[lavender-at-heart]

Hey! So i saw your "Dating Legolas would include" with a human. Do you think you could do it but with an elf? Sorry if your requests are closed.

Thanks, bye bye!😊

Legolas dating a elf hc's:

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Pairing: Legolas x fem!reader

Warnings: mentions of death, heartbreak, having children lol

words: 1.5k

Notes: tysm for the request! i didnt know if you wanted fem or gn reader so i went with fem but i can make a gn!reader one too. also im so sorry i didnt get the notification for the ask so i didnt see it until very recently<3 my requests are open and id love to recieve more! also theres a part that mention kids and if your someone that doesnt want kids or doesnt like them then you can go right ahead and pretend it doesnt exist. And remember to eat , drink water and get some good rest today, you deserve it(and shannah tovah to any jewish ppl out there:])<3

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being a elf and dating Leggo boy definitely has its perks

for one : his dad might approve of you

and secondly you never have to have the mortal and immortal talk, so yay!

growing up as the daughter of lord elrond meant you knew who Legolas was since you were born(if you dont look like Elrond's family just pretend ur adopted woop :] ).

you and every eleth in middle earth fawned over him

when you were younger you day dreamed of being a princess locked in a tower, one day he'll come and rescue you and take you away from the seemingly measly life you lived

he paid visits to Rivendell quite often , enjoying the company of you and your siblings

you had grown up with him around, always willing to teach you the art of archery or how to fend off any scary looking spiders.

but after the battle of the five armies he stopped fisiting Rivendell, something about finding the Dunedain rangers.

you grew up, and you missed him yes- but you convinced yourself that he was just a family friend- no one special.

boy you were wrong because then you meet him again when the council of Elrond happens and its like a freight train of emotions hit you in the heart

elves only fall in love once- its a very serious and dramatic ordeal, and you knew this was it.

you also knew that you could possibly die of heartbreak if he didnt return your feelings.

you assumed he saw you as a little sister, or had completely forgotten about you.

but then both of you had a talk in Rivendell, the night before you planed to head off.

he explained that he had fallen in love with you, he had always loved you but when he saw you again he knew it was romantic.

but he knew that the chances of either of you dying on this journey were very real and very possible

and although it would be very hard for the both of you, you decided to stay friends until the fight was over. it would save you a lot of pain and suffer if one of you did die though

but even just being really really friendly was not helping either, you still had a very strong connection.

he'll always make sure you keep up your health when on the road

"the key to staying healthy is to drink lots of water dear one"

"surely thats not enough food for you mellon"

always covering for you when its your turn to keep watch so you can get better sleep

and that all seems like very normal friend stuff but then...

the hair braiding

he will insist to braid your hair so you dont have to waist time doing it

he'll learn how you do your style and might even try some new designs he think would look pretty on you

you dont even know what to say, because elvish hair braiding is a sacred thing, usually you only braid the hair of your significant other or family members.

but legolas can be a bit dense at times, maybe he doesnt realize hes making this harder than it needs to be

you two always end up together , walking, rowing, wherever you are you two usually stray from the fellowship to have some alone time

you often find it hard to relate to the rest of the fellowship, being so diferent from them

but Legolas was the same as you, sometimes you feel like your the same person. so connected to eachother , finding such a peacful familiarity when your with him

gandalf thinks your friendship is absolute bs and he sees right through the both of you, hes practically your matchmaker always trying to get you together.

when you reach Lothlorian your grandmother, Galadriel knocks some sense into you

she tells you that your future will be bright and full of happiness if you can just get over your stupid friend-zone rule, but she does agree that the futre is uncertain and that you would probably die if he gets killed and vice versa.

the battles are rough but you never falter, you and leggy enjoy showing off your elven strength and beauty to the humans

you get hit on about a million times in Rohan and you can see its driving the elven prince bonkers.

if Legolas is ever injured which rarely ever happens, you are there to tend to the wounds

if he is restless you'll read or sing some elvish hymns for him to fall asleep to.

there's is nothing that can dampen your spirits when the two of you are together, even without the romantic side your happy just to be near him as often as you are.

you spend you wandering days discussing elven philosophers, teaching gimli elvish or connecting to the forests together.

when the final battle comes, you are plauged with fear

you pray and pray and pray that both of you stay safe.

legolas is the best warrior in middle earth , but you were not.

not to say you werent a skilled warrior, you were better than any man, hobbit or dwarf- but you were not Legolas.

what if something were to happen and he was left alone?

well you didnt have much time to dwell on that fact because you had won the battle and both of you must imidiatley return home to your fathers.

it wasnt fair, you were finally able to be together but noooooooooooo you just had to be separated until Aragorns corination

when you got home your father knew about you and Legolas, he said he had already had a vision of of your future together and he gave you his blessing

Arwen and your brothers were very very happy for you. arwen told you about her own romantic struggles and you bonded over the fact that you had been separated by your loves.

arwen said that the four of you should get married together, while unorthodox it sounds very exiting

you spend the few months at home planing to see Legolas again, weaving a new dress to impress him, finding a new hair braiding technique, picking apart yourself and making sure your perfect for your reunion.

you and Arwen are so nervous at Aragorns corination you can barley stand.

seeing Aragorn and your sister ruinite made you almost as happy as reuniting with Legolas

you cried, you hugged, you kissed

you met his dad and that was a traumatic experience in itself

but he seemed to like you, he respected your father and therefore he must respect you. Even though he thinks Elrond is senile.

getting married in Lothlorien, surrounded by the beautiful lights and trees, married by your grandmother and officially named the princess of Eryn Lasgalen.

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you leave your family with sadness but your beyond exited to see the greenwood

Legolas' kingdom welcomes you as one of their own and they are thrilled about having a princess

you spend a lot of time with Legolas but you also make sure to get to know your new home and its peoples

Legolas took you on a grand tour of the palace and the woods

you were amazed by the grand architecture, thinking you could spend eternity in Eryn Lasgalen, and you would.

you read up on the history of the Greenwood, learning about their customs and traditions.

you also make sure to visit the smaller less grand part of the kingdoms, visiting schools and hospitals.

to say Legolas is proud of you is an understatement

Legolas has to go to a lot of meetings and is busy a lot of the time, he feels so bad and the apologies never stop

but no matter how long he is gone he always makes it up to you

hell take you horseback riding and pack a picnic lunch to make it up to you

his father is honestly surprised at how in love the two of you are, you have been married for decades and still act as though you are in your honeymoon phase

when the two of you have your first child, a boy named Oropher[named after legolas' grandfather], Thranduil cant help but get reminded of him and his wife[and baby leggo too ofc]

Thanduil enjoys your conversations, thinking of you as a daughter he never had, and a good friend

he also lets you in on all the embarrassing baby Legolas stories he never got to tell anyone.

you end up having 5 children in all your years, three girls and two boys

some take after you more, others Legolas

you make excellent parents, teaching them the arts, sciences and ways of battle.

Legolas spends time with his children as often as he possibly can and is an amazing father

you love your life in the greenwood, its your home

but eventually the time of the elves is over and you and your family sail for Valinor, to be together forever<3

[r-is-typing]

little lamb | e.m

summary: in which true love conquers all

requested?: yes! requested by jojoisawesome

request:  Alrighty! Its J Anon comin at ya with another request! “What is it about me that isn’t good enough?” (Idea for un reciprocated love with eddie. eddie doesnt love reader back) Then when he realizes he loves her, its a bit too late… “I always said I’d die for you.” (reader saying that) “I didn’t think you meant literally.” (Eddie saying that) IM READY TO CRY &lt;3

pairing: eddie munson x reader, steve harrington x reader

category: angst

content warnings: unrequited love, death of a main character, detailed gore

word count: <2k

Eddie ‘the freak’ Munson.

Most hated or ignored him, but not her. Y/N liked seeing him every day, hearing his speeches about ‘forced conformity’ and what was ‘killing the kids’. He wasn’t wrong, in any way. Eddie just happened to be the only one to speak the unspoken aloud.

She had watched him afar for months.

She’d watch how passionate and expressive he’d get when talking about Dungeons & Dragons, or how he truly cared about the freshmen he was friends with, noting the way he referred to them as ‘lost sheep’. Y/N adored it all. So, she took it upon herself to talk to him, make him feel not so much of an outcast as, she hated to admit, he really was.

The two had become friends quickly, and just as quickly came Y/N’s feelings for the boy.

Y/N even went so far as joining Hellfire Club, and whenever she was close to dying in the campaign, she’d look to Eddie, smile, and say “I’d die for you, it’s alright.”, shrugging it off as nothing.

But, she would. She loved the boy that much. She’d die if it meant he’d be safe and happy for the rest of his life; if it meant he’d graduate and prove everyone in this godforsaken town wrong.

Her two friends, Robin and Steve, saw the way her eyes lit up when he’d walk into Family Video where the three worked to rent a movie, or the way she’d giggle softly and bite her lip every time he spoke to her, him smiling down at her.

Eddie went as far as calling her ‘little lamb’ which was a nod to the ‘little sheep’ but, Eddie wanted her to be something more soft and peaceful, which made him think of lamb, and boy, did that get a reaction out of her the most…

After months of pining, she knew what she had to do.

As she heard him say multiple times, 1986 would be Eddie Munson’s year, so why not make it hers as well? So, there she stood, standing on the porch of his trailer, a quick walk across from Max Mayfield’s own trailer where she was 10 minutes previous.

“Hey, Eds.”

Y/N smiled at him as Eddie swung the door open, letting her into the dimly lit trailer. “Hey, little lamb, uh, what’s up?” He looked at her confused as he wasn’t aware of any plans the two made. Y/N shuffled awkwardly before looking up at him.

“Eddie, I like you.”

Eddie began to laugh, looking at her face keeping its serious yet soft look. “Wait, you’re, it’s not a joke?” Y/N shook her head. “I was wondering if maybe, you’d wanna go on a date sometime?” She smiled at him, twirling a piece of hair between her fingers.

Eddie gave the girl a sympathetic look.

“Little lamb… I’m sorry, I don’t really uh..” Y/N nodded quickly, opening the screen door enough to where she could slip through. “Right, of course. No worries, bye..” She nods again, about to rush out of the door and go back across the way to Max’s trailer. Before she did though, she muttered something that broke Eddie’s heart.

“What is it about me that isn’t good enough?”

Four months had gone by and Y/N had gotten over Eddie fairly quickly. She was now seeing Steve Harrington and was happier than ever.

Steve was patient, gentle, kind, and loving. Anything and everything Y/N wanted in a partner. The two were inseparable. Which, usually was a good thing; until today. Y/N had been dragged into what the kids and older ones had been involved in the past 4 years. Everything had been explained to her quite quickly, so she was still confused but joined nonetheless.

There she stood with Dustin, Robin, Nancy, Steve, and Eddie.

Definitely not her dream situation, but what could she do? Steve’s hand gripped her own tightly but was gentle enough to feel a calmness rush through her body. “Everyone knows the plan?” Nancy’s voice acted as background noise to Y/N as she looked around.

She could feel Eddie’s eyes on her.

Y/N got closer to Steve, pressing her face into his shoulder. “You okay?” Steve looked down at her and she nodded, Steve pressing a kiss to the crown of her head. “Yeah, ‘m okay.. Just worried, I guess.” Steve nodded, squeezing her hand. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure those two know not to let anything happen to my girl.”

Y/N didn’t process what he said until a few moments later. She and Steve would be splitting up and she’d be going with Dustin and Eddie. Just perfect.

The time had come to split up and begin the plan, so before they split up entirely, Steve held the girl in his arms, whispering sweet words against her ear, kissing everywhere he could reach. “See you soon, yeah?” Y/N nodded, getting out of Steve’s embrace and joining the other two.

The trio ran all the way back to Eddie’s trailer, her mind going back to that day of rejection. She could feel Eddie’s eyes on her once more. One by one, the three of them climbed onto the trailer as it was almost time for their part of the plan to commence. Her heart raced looking over at Eddie and Dustin who were setting everything up. Eddie stood up straight, his eyes catching hers and he nodded. A tight-lipped smile was all he got in return. The others gave the signal for the trio to begin their phase of the plan. Dustin nodded over to Eddie who threw his guitar over his shoulder.

“Chrissy, this is for you.”

Y/N smiled softly, thinking of Chrissy and the others who died because of this monster they were now trying to kill. The sounds of Eddie’s guitar began filling her ears as she sat next to Dustin. Soon, the swarm of bats started to close in on them. “Thirty seconds!” Y/N yelled, giving sign language to Eddie as Dustin was left to countdown the rest.

Once they reached ten seconds, they climbed down, rushing onto the porch of the trailer and closing the metal door behind them, bats pressing up against the metal barricade. “Come on!” Y/N yelled, swinging the door open and the three ran in.

The three fought off the bats that entered their way through the vents of the trailer and one by one, they began to climb through the portal back to Hawkins. Y/N was the last to go, looking through the portal to Eddie and Dustin whose eyes widened when they saw that determined look in her eyes.

“Y/N, no!”

Eddie began to climb back through but Y/N had already run quickly outside to the bikes, taking off into the distance. “Oh, come on!” He huffed, Dustin joining him as they began to chase after her.

Y/N ignored the pleas and cries of the two as she led the bats away from the trailer.

She threw the bike to the ground and began to swing at the bats with the stick in her hand as well as the shield that had nails through it. Y/N was so focused on the hundreds of bats swarming her that she didn’t notice when one flew quickly to her, wrapping itself around her neck.

Y/N let out a choked gasp as other bats flew down, attacking other parts of her body. Two bats wrapped around her ankles, dragging her to the ground as Eddie ran towards her, Dustin limping right behind him. “Y/N! Oh my god..”

Eddie knelt down, their eyes meeting. “We’re gonna get you to a hospital, alright?” Y/N nodded, groaning out in pain. “Steve..” She looked to Dustin who nodded. “And we’ll get Steve. Okay?” She nodded again, letting Eddie lay her head against his leg. “Why would you do this?” Eddie looked down at the girl sadly.

“I always said I’d die for you.”

Eddie knew she was trying to joke, but he couldn’t help but be upset at her and himself. “I didn’t think you meant literally.” Y/N let out a small giggle, groaning out in pain once more. “I saw the look… Like, you were going to sacrifice yourself, and I couldn’t let you do that… Not when you have to graduate and look after the little sheep.” She smiled softly up at him, tears escaping the trio’s eyes.

“Dustin, tell Steve I-I’m sorry, and that I love him.”

Dustin let out a choked sob while he nodded, not mentally prepared for what Steve would say or do when the news would get to him. “And, Eddie, oh, Eddie.. Promise me you’ll make this year your year, yeah? It’s like you always said.. ‘86 baby.” She smiled as Eddie let out a choked laugh, nodding down at her.

Eddie leaned down kissing her forehead, Y/N’s eyes closing.

Her skin began to feel cold to the touch, and Eddie knew what was bound to happen. “I promise, sweetheart. I won’t let you down.” He mumbled, kissing her forehead. “My little lamb.” Y/N smiled one last time at him and then it happened. Her heartbeat stopped, her whole body now cold, making Eddie and Dustin both cry out for the friend they had just lost.

One month passed since the death of Y/N L/N.

Eddie Munson stood at Hawkins Cemetary, in front of a headstone reading ‘Y/N L/N, loving daughter and friend’ He sighed, placing a bouquet of Hydrangeas against the stone. “Hi, little lamb. It’s been a month without you. Harrington isn’t doing good, but are any of us? I mean, you meant so much to so many people, so it hurts knowing you’re not around.” He picked the grass he sat on with his ring-adorned fingers.

“You’d be really proud of me. I, uh, did it. It was finally my year. I flipped Principal Higgins the bird, snatched my diploma, and ran like hell out of there. Just like I said I would… If only you were there to see it.” A tear escaped his eye.

“You would’ve giggled and cheered for me, just like I imagined. And then when I’d meet you in the crowd, I know you’d give me the tightest hug.” He let out a laugh. “You always were so good at that.” Eddie looked over her headstone once more.

“I just wish I could have one last hug from you, my little lamb.”

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[eenadu-varthalu]

Just realized I listen to the songs but I’ve never seen Kandukondain Kandukondain (Priyuralu Pillichindi) in its entirety before, so here are my thoughts watching it? (I’m watching it in Tamil, so dialogues and songs are gonna be referenced in Tamil? Because I know there are some changes in the Telugu version)

*cheers* MAMMOOTTY MAMMOOTTY MAMMOOTTY MAMMOOTTY 😤😤😤

No no Tabu you’re not going to be alone, I promise, if no one I’ll be more than happy to be yours 😭

LMAOOOO HE DID NOT JUST GET TWO CATS MARRIED (this is legit gonna be me. Don’t get married, get everyone around you married)

I— damn this movie really said bisexual awakening (and we’re not even 30 minutes in)

Okay, I’ve never been a huge Ajith person before BUT DAMN HE LOOKS SO GOOD IN THIS MOVIE

Kannamoochchi Yaenada but the duet version with K.J.Yesudas >>>>>>

AISHWARYA RAI IS SO SO SO PRETTY AHHHH

*screams* ENNA SOLLA POIGIRAI ENNA SOLLA POIGIRAI NAYAMAAAA NAYAMAAA??? *concerned roommate noises in the background*

Awwww major bala is in loveeeeeeeeee 🥺🥺🥺

No but his little grin when he can’t say he doesn’t love her 🤌🏽🤌🏽🤌🏽

Whyyyyyyy does Abbas recite poetry like that??? Like the meter is off? (Also Vikram dubbed for him??? That’s cool!)

You say Abbas my mind goes to the harpic ad

This scene just got 100 times better with Hariharan singing Chuttum Vizhi in the background

Honestly mood: I too would walk in the rain like a mad person if I stared at aishwarya Rai for that long

LMAFOOOOO I AM MAJOR BALA, MAJOR BALA IS ME!!!

Meenu: *all romantic* “Kanamma” (means darling or sweetheart)

Major Bala: “ah yes Kannamma, she gives very good massages, your leg will be set in a day”

Srikant: *kisses hand* the cure is some rest and two Bharathiyar poems

Major Bala: *with an amputated leg* “who am I to give advice about injuries? When I jumped off the helicopter at the war…”

Okay Srikanth is a baby and a walking red flag. Like bro it’s okay to make mistakes, why are you so butthurt about it?

And the mom defends him!?!!????

“Orchids are a hybrid. They’ve had an inter caste marriage” BAHAHAH IM DYING

Okay Srikanth’s red flag might’ve just turned orange

THE GRANDPA DIED? Nooooooo. (I’m sorry no one listened to you tatha)

AND THAT IS WHY YOU SHOULDVE LISTENED TO THE OLD MAN

Ohhhhhh is Srikanth bankrupt?????

Mammooty’s acting in this movie is good 👀👀

Awwwwwww I love the montage!!! AND WE GET THE DUET BABY LETS GOOOOO

Nooooooooo she’s no longer principal?? Damn the brother and sister in law are assholes

Yassssss queens berate the sis in law

Tabu is a programmer? WE STAN WOMEN IN STEM

Awwwww Major Bala is so sweet man 😭😭

MADAM YOURE STILL NOT OVER SRIKANTH!? Yeah no his orange flag just turned bright red.

Bahahaha dude I love his plan to get the address

“Kolathur James Bond” 😂

The songs in this movie man *chefs kiss* 🤌🏽

That’s it. I’m starting a Major Bala fan club.

WAIT NO I LOVE HOW THEYRE LOWKEY CALLING OUT HOW SOME ACTORS TAKE OVER THE FILM

Can the mom shut up about the bad luck crap?

Side note: I told my mom I was watching this AND APPARENTLY ITS HER FAVORITE MOVIE????

DAMNNNNNNN HE JUST TRASHED THE TITLE SHE CHOSE????

I feel so bad for Tabu’s character now 😭😭😭😭

NOT HER JOB— oh wait never mind. Raghuvaran is a king

YEAHHHH JAMES BOND BACK ON DUTY

THE BROTHER DIED!?!??!!?? Dude heck yeah!

Ooooooo SRIKANTH??!!!?? Was he ever gonna tell her?

SHE FALLS INTO A GUTTER?

Awwwwwwww Major Bala 😭🥺🥺🥺🥺 YEAH FINALLY MY MANS GETTING RECOGNIZED

HES SO PROUD OF HER

“what do I know about poems? ask me about AK-47s and fertilizers. I am a hi-tech farmer”

HE WANTS AN EXTRA MARTIAL AFFAIR? Srikanth is a walking and glowing red flag

“God handed you over to me saying, I am giving you this green eyed angel, take care of her.” BYE. IM BAWLING MY EYES OUT ITS NOT EVEN FUNNY

“Will you?” “I will” AHHHHHHHH

Oh my god we get to see domestic Major Bala and Meenakshi YESSSSS 😭

🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

“Flight cancel, program cancel, ticket cancel, we’re gonna have to take the luggage upstairs” MAJOR BALA IS A MOOD

Okie that’s it. I’m done. I actually really like this movie! (Sorry it’s ridiculously long)