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hongism · 3 years

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hi caly boo its ur 🌊 anon! i finally finished the most brilliant darkness and oh my lawd i’m in spain without the s. to put it shortly: U DID NOT DISAPPOINT BESTIE, and it seems unreal that u and ur mind and this fic even exists bc every moment is just polished to perfection, while simultaneously every character is polished to a sort of imperfect perfection(?). i have so many questions and things to say idek where to start, and tho im not good with words and even worse at deciphering hidden meanings, here are just some of my thoughts that i remember from the story.

hello my dear!!! eee im gonna answer separately since i think i’ll be very long-winded as usual but first of all thank you so much :(( this fic is actually very full of subliminal messages and hidden nuances that are weaved throughout which i think could be quite confusing so i apologize for that! if i had managed my time better, i would have adjusted when i started the fic to account for managing those aspects of the fic but alas i’m terrible at time management and i suck so. anyways.

first of all, ngl halfway into the story i lowkey forgot this was a wooyoung fic bc SANNN and also bc wooyoung appeared like 3 times lol. even after it finishing all that, i still had my doubts as to why this is a wooyoung fic, or more like why is san this significant in a wooyoung fic. im still a bit slow on these pls forgive me and im just curious why u made it like that.

i think yeah the most interesting thing about this fic is the emphasis on san over wooyoung. and when looking over it yeah i could have switched san and wooyoung’s characters and called it a day, but wooyoung really in my mind acts as the integral turning point for decisions made in the story.

the goal with the fic wasn’t really to be hyperfocused on the pairing itself, but rather the emotions and thought processes of each character (aside from wooyoung). wooyoung was kept intentionally mysterious and a bit set apart from the rest of the fic because his role in story was moreso an abstract of hestia, the goddess of the hearth and home. wooyoung’s character appeared in times where y/n was struggling with the thought of home or adjusting to the new changes in her life! wooyoung’s pairing itself was actually intended to be solely platonic at first, but as the story went on i thought having mc develop feelings for him added another turning point in the fic!

moving on, the second biggest question i had is the whole hestia!wooyoung and cafe aurora situation. i did a bit of reading on hestia and only found out that she was the goddess of hearth, which might explain the fireplace and the kind of homey feeling to the cafe. and ‘cafe aurora not really existing to most’ part, which was already hinted at wooyoung randomly disappearing, mc never seeing the cafe before or wooyoung only bringing people he wants into it. i get that him inviting mc must suggest her significance to him, but why was he so adamant about his friends not mentioning him or the cafe to mc before that? wooyoung is quite a mysterious character i think, and given that this fic is supposed to be about him, it’s a bit odd that there’s still so many things left unknown, but its kinda cool that way nonetheless and im guessing u would also like to explain that further outside of the story too.

i think my biggest regret about this fic is the fucking summary.... i wrote that summary well before i even started writing the fic thinking it would go in that direction but it didn’t. and since this fic was for a collab, i left the summary as is because i genuinely cannot for the life of me figure out a better one. but i’m trying to figure out a better one. but i really fucking hate the current summary because it’s not at all what the fic is truly about and i hate it.

however, i don’t hate the fic itself, and the reason why i don’t is because i got to play with both my writing style and how i displayed the story. for this collab we were asked to pick a greek god and one of the seven deadly sins, and i selected hestia and sloth. and initially i had intended to have sloth be represented by the reader’s depression, and wooyoung be a more ‘real’ depiction of hestia. i shifted gears very early on in the fic but what it became is moreso abstract realizations in the characters.

san’s character is meant to be this idea of sloth, and it’s mentioned several times that he doesn’t want to move forward, he wants to go slow, he wants to stop moving so fast through life, and those things point to him being a depiction of sloth

wooyoung’s was harder to encapsulate in a more abstract way but you hit the nail on the head really with the homey feeling of the cafe. beyond that, mc talks about just naturally feeling at ease and comfortable with how things are with wooyoung and being around him, and he takes up this role of being the likeable, warm, cozy, comforting character. it all comes to a head in the last scene where he brings both y/n and san into the cafe.

and again wooyoung’s character is meant to be most mysterious and abstract, but if i had had more time to fully flesh out the fic, i think i would have liked to touch more on him. at the same time however i left it more open-ended and open to interpretation. the significance in him inviting mc in and not being mentioned by the others sooner is twofold. one; the others never really had any reason whatsoever to mention wooyoung. he was a friend outside the circle who never joined in with them when mc was around. i personally in my own friendships don’t mention friends outside the circle by name or anything, just kinda vaguely talking about them unless im certain the people know who this person is. the concept of wooyoung having to invite mc in was more nuanced and vague as well, intentionally so, but that was moreso meant to represent this idea of ‘you can’t make a home somewhere where you aren’t invited’ so y/n couldn’t fully make a home of the place she was in without being invited in and welcomed in, but again that’s something i wish i had more time to fully flesh out.

the hongjoong speech about love (and also the interaction with seonghwa after that) deserves a standing ovation of its own 👏 unfortunately, or not, im not actually going through the emotional turmoil regarding love the same way as hj or mc to be able to fully relate to his words, but the whole ‘if you dont love what u see in the mirror then u dont love it’ mentality really hit me hard, and i’d like to hang onto that when i make decisions in the future haha thank you wise caly! seonghwa and hongjoong’s story is also beautiful, and just like mc said, the more i look at it the more it hurts :’)

the hongjoong speech about love was meant to be something very jaded and specific to his worldview. it actually isn’t wholly how i view love personally, but it was a perfect description to how both he and y/n perceived the love in their own lives. mostly thanks to their own emotional turmoils. the mentality of the mirror quote is something that i think i also struggle with, which is why i included it. it’s hard to do, but even in friendships, i think it’s necessarily to stop and look at the person you were before this relationship and then the person during this relationship. if you don’t love the one you are now, then maybe it’s a sign to reflect and see the bigger picture, so that was a lil reminder to myself and i’m glad it touched you as well!!!

“do you love him, or do you love the idea of being in love with him?” - haha i see what u did there (or maybe i didnt please dont laugh at me if i didnt). its still so good everytime i see it bc i keep finding myself loving just the idea of things time and time again even when this makes total sense to me oof :/

heh yeah again with the more abstract concepts this one was more direct and ‘cliche’ but i fully wanted that cliche in the fic because i thought it suited the situation where mc was constantly struggling with a version of san that she thought she loved vs the version of san she got every time they were together

despite how enlightened she seems to be, mc still made the same choices, and i wanna smack her for it and pat her back at the same time. and maybe also bc of the fact that she feels so differently for the two men that i feel like no ending could really justify her decision, so ending in the vague is probably the best. your ending might kind of allude to someone more than the other already, and tho i still don’t think he’s the best one for her based on just my pov on love, i kinda agree with you. but again, this raises the question of, why a wooyoung fic and not a san fic?

and yeah the whole knife in the chest at the end of it all is that she was still too scared to face the music so to speak. but really i would say she made the same choices up until the conversation on the balcony with san. and you’re absolutely right, the reason i chose the ending the way i did was because either way, there’s no justification. and actually although it might seems like i was alluding to someone specific, san being in the cafe at the very end was moreso to represent that as much as they fought, he still very much loved her and wanted to be loved by her. it was kinda an open casket ending there were no nails in the coffin, the choice between wooyoung and san still stands and an argument could be made for either of them! i think this is a fic that i could see myself revisiting one day with two endings - one for san, and one for wooyoung.

something i didn’t mention earlier about wooyoung’s character being left intentionally mysterious was that he was representing a new and budding love. the honeymoon phase where you’re falling for someone you don’t even really know. you are the reader aren’t meant to really know who wooyoung is because of that beyond what you read about him, so his past and such was left out intentionally to represent that idea of ‘hey wow im in love with a stranger!’ whereas san was this gritty love that’s bad for you. and there are pros and cons to each just as with anything!!

so,,,, why a wooyoung fic and not a san fic? well i picked wooyoung for my collab so he was one of the main focuses of the fic regardless of which direction i took with it. as for why wooyoung wasn’t more forward, i already answered that but !!! i view it as both a wooyoung fic and a san fic. both are highlighted characters with main pairing roles!

i literally just woke up to write this and am going back to sleep ahaha so i apologize if this makes no sense. i somehow felt like i’ve read so much yet so little at the same time, maybe bc there are still so many things i havent fully made sense of, and that’s where i hope you come in and enlighten me. i still stand by my word that this fic deserves so much more recognition despite the lack of explicit smut bc of how much more you’ve explored through character building. love you caly and thank u for working so hard <3 — 🌊

no worries my beloved i hope you go back to sleep and get lots and lots of rest!! and i hope my response helps enlighten the not so clear things as well dgjdklfg but really thank you so much. it was a long fic and hard to get through at times, but as a whole, i’m proud of it and what i created, so thank you for recognizing my efforts and appreciating them 🥺

#🌊 anon #fic; the most brilliant darkness

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clairvoyantsam · 4 years

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When dreams come true ft Jared Padalecki - 4th year anniversary

Rome, May 19th 2016 ... The day the ultimate dream came true! Some of you may remember I bumpted into Jared (or in fact, JARED bumpted into ME) while out and about in Rome that day, a few of my friends know all the details too, but I don’t think I’ve ever mentioned here exactly how and under what impossible circumstances this happened. So ... story time! (& stuff about jib5,6,7)

BACKGROUND

This wasn’t the first time I met Jared, I had met him before at JIBCon5 in 2014, so this was my second time (I was supposed to see him at JIBCon6 in 2015 too which I attended as well but you guys know what happened that year).

He was lovely that first time, I told him it was my first Supernatural convention and he gave me a warm welcome, made the entire experience so wonderful for me, during the photo ops, the autograph session (where I gave him a scrapbook with messages from fans I had been in contact with) and the panel question I asked him (I completed one of his sentences which was actually a Sam Winchester quote from SPN and it made both of us and the entire audience laugh xD - I have a photo of me somewhere from that moment and I haven’t seen myself smile so widely ever!). Anyway, like I said, the first convention was fantastic, a beautiful and most memorable experience (despite the fact that Jared had a misfortune that time too since he broke his arm and missed one of his panels as a consequence).

The second convention while it had its moments, it sat (and still sits to be honest) heavy in my heart because I was constantly worried about Jared’s wellbeing and everyone including me was heartbroken. The rest of the cast did everything they could to keep us all entertained, they truly did but there was a dark cloud over our heads that couldn’t be ignored. The first thing we talked about with Jensen at his meet and greet (because of Jared’s absence, I was given the opportunity to be in that M&G, sitting right across from him and Robert Singer who was present at the con as well). Jensen was genuinely worried, he surely put on a brave face but whenever Jared was mentioned, he’d get emotional. While I asked show-related questions at the M&G, I wasn’t sure what to ask Jensen or tell him when I got his autograph and then I thought of the simplest thing: “So, I may be really sad about the empty spot next to you (Jared’s spot on the poster Jensen was signing for me) but I wanted to tell you that I truly appreciate the fact that you’re such a supportive and caring friend towards Jared. Everyone deserves a friend like you to have their back.” Then he took my hand, shook it, looked me right in the eye, put a hand on his heart and told me a sincere “Thank You”. Frankly, I loved Jensen even more at JIB6, he showed both a brave and vulnerable side and he tried so hard to give everyone a great time. My best photos with him are from that con for sure!

So, you see, I HAD to try and give my luck a third chance to live the perfect experience. I wanted to live it all, photo ops, autographs, M&G, panels but I also had a secret wish: to be one of those fans who accidentally meet their fav randomly in the city (NO stalking because that’s just fucked up, only by chance). I always saw posts of lucky people who got to meet him outside of conventions. He’s not one of those snob celebs, you see. He’ll always smile at you and talk to you and get pictures with you. So, I dreamt about it the entire year before JIB7. @darlingjared and I would talk and joke about it all the time, praying that our stars will listen and make a surprise meeting possible. Of course, deep down we know the chances were extremely low. Rome is a HUGE city with hundreds of places of interest. He could be anywhere, on the opposite site of where we’d be.

The day finally arrived, and we got to Rome (Thursday, May 19th 2016). Soon after I arrived at the Hilton hotel, I got to my room to get some rest after the flight. Not much later, I got a text saying Jared was at the hotel!!!! (no idea why??? the convention was starting the next day and he wasn’t to appear until the day after that). Before I could get dressed to go check, he was gone but I heard he was really sweet and greeted everyone who said hi to him.

In the afternoon, after I met with my roommate and @darlingjared ,we took the Hilton bus that took us downtown; it left us near the Victor Emmanuel II monument. Naturally, we went for walks around the city. We had a bite to eat and then got lost in a street trying to find our way to the Trevi fountain, so we asked around and managed to get to our destination. We spent a few minutes there, taking photos and then continued our way, meaning to get to the Spanish steps. While we were heading there, rain started pouring, so we took shelter for a few minutes until it stopped. We thought, damn, we will never meet him during this weather. When it stopped, we did some shopping at a supermarket and since the time had passed and we had to grab our ride back to the hotel since the Hilton bus had a specific route schedule, we said let’s just pass the Spanish steps quickly, go down via Condotti and head back. (I have to mention here that my BEST DECISION EVER was to wear the Always Keep Fighting T-shirt for this walk). At this point, we were certain we wouldn’t meet him, so we basically forgot about it and just started chatting with each other and laughing. I mean, we walked around many places, we got lost, we got stuck in the rain. What were the odds??? So, we’re laughing at our own jokes and for some reason we had our attention focused at the right side of the street. I turn my head straight at the PERFECT time, seeing that beautiful, smiling giant, coming my way through the crowd and adressing me before I had the time to react:

Jared: “Hey, I love your shirt!”

I fucking froze. Can you imagine?????? Not only did we eventually meet him but HE came to us FIRST to talk!!!!! We didn’t have to notice him and shyly go talk to him, wondering if we’re disturbing him, asking for pictures. He casually just approached us because he wanted to, because he’s kind and simple like that. I was so shocked, mouth agape, that he just went in for a hug to bring me back to reality!!! Now, name me another actor, another celebrity who will stop on his own to talk to you and hug you, I DARE YOU TO FIND ONE!!! He’s pure and special like that. He hugged each of us (gosh, he smelled like Heaven and looked so good in that sexy coat he wore, his hair kinda wet from the rain), asked us how we’re doing and then we asked if it would be ok to take some pictures with us. He said “sure!” and we took our phones out. Mine was brand new and I hadn’t even taken a picture with it, so, basically Jared blessed it first xD My hand was shaking so bad that I couldn’t take the picture, so, he put his hand on mine to steady it and took the selfie. He took pics with all of us, we thanked him and then he told us to have a good time and that he’d see us again at the convention. Needless to say when he left, we started losing it because we couldn’t believe what had just happened!!! It was out of this world. To this day, as I’m writing this, I still can’t believe it. We wanted something so SO much, that the universe made it happen. It’s one of those times that you know the stars aligned so that something you desired with all your heart could come true!

The entire convention was absolutely phenomenal. Jared remembered my face throughout the weekend, I asked him interesting questions during his panels and the one he shared with Jensen for which he later thanked me when I saw him at the photo ops (he particularly liked my question adressed to him and Jensen about the proudest they’ve felt about themselves in real life and about their characters on Supernatural and the other one concerning what Sam and Jared would tell each other if they met in real life which he found great because he said he had never been asked that before.) The M&G with him was a blast, he sat with us longer than what was expected, got to ask him two questions there (I have another detailed post with everything that was said in the M&G), he was super chill and eager to answer everything we wanted to know. When I got his autograph, I told him everything he means to me, thanked him for inspiring me to be a better version of myself, straight out told him I love him and he was so kind and gentle and shook my hand and told me he loved me back (also gave him a custom made chocolate I ordered particularly for him with #AKF as a theme). “I love you, always keeping fighting Jared, never forget.” I was on the verge of tears for multiple reasons but I had to say that to him. I was not in a good place back then and Jared was a beacon of light, of hope that kept me going. At our last photo op together, I asked him to hug me “like there’s no tomorrow” and he held me so tight in his arms, I couldn’t breathe but I didn’t care. I didn’t know what he looked like when he hugged me but getting out of the photo op room, the girl who was behind me stopped me in the hallway and said: “Omg, he was so sweet with you! Loved what he did with his eyes. Your photo will look beautiful”. I was confused because I was looking at the camera when the picture was taken, so I had to wait for my photo op to get printed to see what she was talking about. My heart melted when I saw this:

I mean, look at that SOFT face. He’s so sweet, you can FEEL his kindness radiating by reading his expression. Some people may think nothing of this but it meant the world to me back then. It was as if he was telling me “things will get better, you can do this” without using words.

When Jared hugs, he does it with everything he has, like he’s said before, hugging is showing you care about someone and damn, he does. He’s an actor but he doesn’t pretend during these moments, I can assure you. He’s a person who feels things deeply, he’s someone who understands what it’s like to struggle with your personal demons and that’s why I’ve always related to him the most. He has a heart of gold and personally, I’ll have his back always. He didn’t have to be so kind to me but he was and I will never forget that.

So this is my story. This post was probably too long but I had to share these thoughts.

Jared, I know you don’t remember me but if you ever see this, thank you for being you, don’t ever change. I love you, man. #AKF

~Elena

#Jared Padalecki #jibcon #jibcon7 #jibcon5 #jibcon6 #long post #I love him to the moon and back #forever grateful #you've changed my world

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tays2centsonstuff · 4 years

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A LOVE SONG FOR BOBBY LONG, 2004

synopsis: a headstrong young woman returns to new orleans after the death of her estranged mother, where she finds two men living in the house she supposedly inherited.

director: shainee gabel writers: ronald everett capps (novel), shainee gabel (screenplay) stars: scarlett johansson, john travolta, gabriel macht

genres: drama

country: usa language: egglish filming locations: new orleans, usa

runtime: 119mins

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overall opinion:

ahhh this one. this might be my all-time favourite movie. I am constantly torn between telling others about it and just keeping this little gem all to myself. but here we are. I’m putting it out there. because I think it deserves to be seen.

the first time I saw this movie was yeeears ago when I randomly stumbled across the DVD in a store (yeah, that’s how long ago it was). I’m not someone who likes romantic movies so I have no idea why I picked it up because from the title to the description it just screamed love story to me.

nevertheless I decided to get it. and jesus am I glad I did. now, this is not by any means an exciting movie – but if you love character driven stories definitely give this a chance. the cast is absolutely incredible.

the story revolves around pursy, a young woman who learns one day that her redneck boyfriend forgot to tell her that her estranged mother had died. she leaves immediately for the funeral only to realise once she gets to new orleans that she missed it. she learns that she inherited a house from her mother but when she goes there she discovers two men (john travolta and gabriel macht) who tell her they all inherited it, hoping it will make her leave again. but to their dismay she decides to stay and ride it out – hoping that they will leave.

the rest of the plot revolves around those three characters, their histories, their relationships, their development. it is a story full of heart with character development at its center – my favourite kind of story – and all three main actors, scarlett, john, and gabriel, are phenomenal in their respective roles.

I still watch this movie every year on my birthday (and a couple times throughout the year), because I grew so attached to it in a way. I think it will forever hold a very special place in my heart.

the cinematography is also really amazing, with the beautiful landscapes and vibes (and exceptional music!) of new orleans.

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SPOILERS AHEAD

I would invite you to watch the movie first and then come back for the rest if it’s something that interests you. :)

why it stayed with me:

the part that gets me every time is the ending… with the title and throughout the whole movie you are convinced it is a love story – pursy and lawson anyone? – and in the end, during those final minutes you realise... it is a love story. but it’s not the kind of love story between a couple. this is a love story between a father and his daughter. and just, the voice over in the end. cue the tears, every time, even after seeing it more than 20 times by now.

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favourite scene / moment:

when pursy sits at the train station for hours reading «the heart is a lonely hunter» which eventually makes her go back. and that scene by the lake when she realises bobby is her father, and she starts crying because she’s sad nobody saw her grow up and he says he was there and I just… FEELS.

I also in general loooove the music. I really need to visit new orleans someday. it looks absolutely magical.

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what I didn’t like:

nothing. this movie is perfection to me. there is nothing I don’t like about this film.

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interesting trivia / fun facts:

writer/director shainee gabel adapted the screenplay from the previously unpublished novel "off magazine street" by ronald everett capps. capps' son, grayson capps, appears in the film and contributed six songs to its soundtrack.

also, not necessarily a movie fact but a personal one: the book pursy reads before she decides to go back is called «the heart is a lonely hunter» by carson mccullers. I loved the movie so much I wanted to know why this of all books played such a pivotal role in it, so I went and bought it. «the heart is a lonely hunter» is a beautiful story of outcasts that counts as a modern classic (published in 1940). I highly recommend the book too.

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favourite quotes:

pursy will: everyone knows that books are better than life! that's why they're books!

---- honestly this movie is filled with beautiful quotes, it’s impossible to choose one. but I also like that last scene I mentioned above, where she says she wishes someone would have seen how she grew up, and that she made up memories about herself. I don’t remember it word for word, but it’s just so heartbreaking.

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rating: 10/10.

just an overall beautiful piece of art. I’ve seen it 20+ times, still has me sobbing every time by the end.

#a love song for bobby long #tays2cents #drama #movies #scarlett johansson #john travolta #gabriel macht #movie reviews #2011

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naiveandexperienced · 5 years

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the beginning of the end.

for those of you who remember, i said i would post my final draft of my letter to alex when i got closer to my graduation date. although it's still three months away, i'm satisfied with the final draft of said letter so i will go ahead and post it now. i'm not going to give this to him. here we go:

I honestly don’t know where to start with this letter. You don’t know how many times I have written and rewritten every single word. I have decided that this is going to be my final draft whether I like it or not. Forgive me if it gets all over the place; my thought process when I’m feeling emotional isn’t very coherent. I guess, let me start off by saying that I wish this could be written better. I wish it could sound sophisticated and meaningful but frankly, my mindset is incapable of finding eloquent ways to express my feelings. I suppose a written letter is better than me attempting to speak to you; that would not go well. It’s sad that I still haven’t been able to properly talk to you after knowing you for two school years. Anyways, time for me to pour my heart out in this farewell letter.

Truth be told, I didn’t quite like you when I first came into your AP European History class. It’s not that I disliked you; you just intimidated me. You intimidated me from the first time I met you during orientation, when it was just me and you in your classroom. You intimidated me from forty feet down the hallway. Even during school assemblies, with all of those hundreds of people, your presence still intimidated me. I say ‘intimidated’ like it’s past tense but you still do, if I’m being honest.

Do you want to know what changed and why I so obviously became attached to you?

I doubt you remember, but some kid (Andre or Connor probably) pronounced ‘gif’ incorrectly and you told him that if he pronounced it like that again you would hang yourself with the blinds in your classroom. I know that it’s kind of odd but that is a really fond memory to me. It made me realize that you weren’t as scary as I thought and that you have the millennial sense of humor that I’m so comfortable with. It’s a weird feeling, being so comfortable around someone yet on edge at the same time.

It’s exhilarating.

It’s exhausting.

Being around you is so exhausting but I wouldn’t change it for the world because you have taught me so much. You got me motivated when I just wanted to give up. I wanted to try and succeed, which is something that had been buried for so long. I wanted to make you proud. I know that in the second semester of last year I failed at that.

When I got suspended I wasn’t thinking about myself; I was just thinking about you (which is idiotic, I'm aware).

I was devastated because I knew that I had disappointed you. I didn’t want you to see me as an idiotic child who couldn’t care less about succeeding. I didn’t want you to think less of me. The logical part of me would tell myself everyday that you would understand that people make mistakes but I was still terrified.

Even as I write this now (August 3rd, 2019; 2:55 AM), I still don’t know if I can stand to see you when school starts. Part of me wants you to be mad at me because I deserve it. I want you to tell me you’re disappointed in me. I want you to tell me this because that would mean you noticed and you actually cared. Another, larger part if terrified because I know that the truth is, you probably don’t care enough to get angry with me or to feel anger about what I did (if you do in fact know why I was suspended; if you don’t, long story short, I had a drinking problem and it finally caught up with me). You won’t tell me you were disappointed with my actions or that you forgive me because you’re not as deeply invested in me as I am you.

I’m just another student and that’s perfectly okay with me.

Of course it hurts, but I would rather have my heart broken a million times than have the possibility of your happiness being taken away from you. Seeing you happy is all I need to be at peace with my emotions. Nothing makes me happier and nothing makes me sadder than you.

With that being said, I probably acted distant and indifferent to you throughout the year. I don’t know yet since I’m writing this before school even starts—it’s pathetic, writing about the end before it’s even begun. I have made a promise to myself to just treat you like any other teacher because if I allow myself any flicker of warmth, I know I will just fall back into this overwhelming pit. I’m sorry if it hurts your feelings (I doubt it will). It’s okay if you feel relieved (I expect you to). Addendum (August 25th, 2019): This letter was written under the impression that I would be in your government class, which I obviously was not. I don’t know why because I switched from AP to CP as soon as I heard that you were teaching CP Government this year and I put in a request to specifically be placed in your class with my counselor. She did that for me last year when I transferred to your APUSH class instead of Mrs. Wilson’s. With the new policy, I won’t be able to switch out of any of my classes next semester to take AP Human Geography or something that you might be teaching. I have a TA block next semester but it’s during first period and if it hasn’t changed, first period is your planning period. Plus even if it wasn’t, it is so hard to TA for you. A lot of people want to be your TA!

Now this is the part where you probably want to stop because having someone confess the whole truth to you is something that a lot of people can’t handle. The only reason that I feel comfortable enough to tell all of this to you is because you are one of the few people that I can 100% trust. I grasp onto the thought that you still stand by what you said about never getting mad at me ever with every coming sentence.

The saddest part about unrequited love is that you always try. Even as I tell myself to shut out anything other than teacher worthy emotions, I find myself clutching onto a glimmer of hope that maybe, just maybe you could love me back.

Please understand that although I did and do have feelings for you, everything that I did for you was not me trying to make you uncomfortable or seduce you or something like that. I would never never never want to do that to you. I truly did those things because I liked to make you happy. I love to do things for the people I love.

I don’t think you realized how devastated I was that time I got called to Student Services about you. I was so distraught that I had pushed too far and made you upset. Just the thought of me being the cause of you experiencing negative emotions makes me so upset with myself. I was so close to crying when I came into your classroom to ask if I did something wrong. Then you told me that everything was okay and for the first time in a long time, I actually believed it. You made me believe it.

I know I’ll miss you forever because the parts of you I have seen are some of the most beautiful pieces of a person that I have ever known. A wonderful quote by F. Scott Fitzgerald goes, “Suddenly, she realized that what she was regretting was not the lost past but the lost future, not what had not been but what would never be.” That quote flickers through my head a lot these days and I think it is very fitting for me and how our time is coming to an end. Even though we will never be together, it warms my heart to know that a person like you exists.

It’s weird to think about all of the things that I think about when it comes to you. It’s weird that I’m even writing this letter to you, which you have probably already stopped reading and have thrown it away or given it to administration or something of the like. None of it matters though because even if you have or haven’t stopped, I’m going to get everything out that I need to.

For starters, you confuse me. I doubt it was your intention but some of the things you said to me made me overthink everything. You randomly told me one day after I brought you coffee, and I quote, “Don’t ever worry about making me mad, okay? You could never make me mad.” You even repeated it to me when I didn’t respond to you the first time. You know what I did after that? I took that little bone and ran with it like a starving puppy. Then when I jokingly told Faith to tell you that I love you and you said you loved me too. Then at the Black and White, when I swear time froze when we saw each other for the first time that night. And then when you placed me in my AP Euro seat at the beginning of APUSH, when you were seating us alphabetically by last names and when you got to my seat you were still at the ‘Cs’ but you put me there instead, in the front row and the place you lecture in front of the most. All of those moments mean so much to me even though I know they were thoughtless to you.

Secondly, you ignite me. I know I said this earlier, but I am going to repeat myself because I mean it with every fiber of my being. You motivated me again. You were the only reason I kept coming to school when all I wanted to do was quit. It was so easy for me to get away with not coming to school but when I got into your class, I never wanted to leave. I was actually so disappointed every day I missed school because I wouldn’t get to see you that day.

Lastly, I love you. I love you in a way that I want you to succeed with everything in your life. I love you in a way that I want you to always be happy and content. I love you in a way that is so foreign to me because it is completely selfless. If you asked anything of me, I wouldn’t hesitate to do it. That’s a scary thought to know that you have so much power over me. The only reason I can tell you all of this is because I know you won’t abuse it or me.

I wish I had more time with you. I could sit in those stupid, uncomfortable desks 24/7 and listen to you talk about history, politics, whatever else you wanted for the rest of my life and never be satisfied with the amount of time spent with you.

Although we will most likely never talk again after graduation, please remember that I am forever changed by who you are and what you mean to me. You will always be important to me. I will fade from your memory but I want you to know that you will never fade from mine.

that's the end!

i feel like the letter is really all over the place but i think it does a great job reflecting my mindset and emotions when it came to him. i use past tense here because i have been thinking over a few things for a while. i am not going to be updating on this blog anymore and i am closing it down. i know that i've said this before in the past, but i truly do believe that i have lost feelings for alex now. since my last update, i actually saw him quite a bit and i... didn't feel anything? people change and mature and i believe that i have done that. thanks so much for taking the time to read that monstrosity as well as go on this tiring journey with me through the latter half of my high school years. it means a lot.

please remember to stay safe! thanks again!

#teacher student #tc crush #unrequited love #teacher crush #tcc blog #tc love #tcc #tcc update #tc community #tcc post #teacherxstudent #teacher and student #teacher x student #teachercrush #teacher crush confession #tc confession #teacher crush community

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clever-and-unique-name · 4 years

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I wanted to share something from my private journal about growing up with emotionally immature parents and the impacts it’s still having on me as an adult. It’s pretty long so I’m going to put it under a read more. Soft TW for emotional neglect and the mention of suicide.

I’m reading a book called “Adult Children of Emotionally Immature Parents” that talks about how the emotional immaturity of someone’s parents can cause many difficulties in their life. It talks about how even if parents “tried their best” when raising a child, or provided for physical needs but not emotional needs, then a child can grow up feeling intensely lonely, or feeling like they can’t connect to anyone on a real level, or feeling guilty for having emotional needs.

All of those things ring true for me. The book helped me identify some of the traits in my parents which left me feeling extremely isolated all throughout childhood. It talked about different types of emotionally immature parents, and I can see that my father is what they call a “rejecting parent”–the book describes such parents as “seeming to have a wall around them that blocks out connection” and often have an irritated demeanor that teaches their children not to approach them. They reject attempts at affection or emotional connection and can become hostile if pressed.

All of these things apply to my father–except on rare occasions he could be very affectionate, particularly when I was younger, but it had to be completely on his terms and it seemed to happen randomly, which was confusing and eventually distressing for me because I couldn’t figure out which of my behaviors would trigger what response from him. (As an adult, I realize it was never about my behaviors at all, and his inexplicable affection came from whatever was going on in his life at the time.)

Anyway, as for the children of such “rejecting parents,” the book explains that they might get the feeling that “the parent would be fine if they didn’t exist, feel apologetic for existing, or have difficulty asking for what they need.” Also accurate for me.

What surprised me is that my mother also fell into one of the categories almost perfectly. The book describes a “passive parent” as a parent who submits to dominant personalities and doesn’t have the emotional capacity to advocate for themselves or their child, or address their child’s emotional needs. The book talks about how a “passive parent” will do anything to minimize the harmful actions of their spouse rather than engage with a hurt child, leaving the child to deal with emotional distress on their own. They may offer superficial comfort to a child, but not actually protect them, or they may claim that there’s nothing they can do.

One quote that stood out to me in particular about a “passive parent” was “They may love you, but they can’t help you.” That so perfectly describes my mother that it hurts to see it in writing.

By the time I was about 13, I was intensely emotionally lonely. This coincided with my mother’s severe decline in mental health–she was in and out of the psych ward several times due to suicidal intent, and when she was home it felt like my responsibility to take care of her emotionally since my siblings were at college and my father was mostly traveling out of the country for work. I retreated far into myself and tried to bury my need for human connection, all the while feeling like I was a nuisance for existing and didn’t deserve to take up space. The only times I got respite from that feeling was when I was “useful” to other people; helping others with their problems allowed me to temporarily believe that I had some value. I also felt like I could only look inward for help, because in my mind “taking” resources from others made me a drain which was worse than a nuisance.

These are beliefs I hold to this day–some days they’re stronger than others, but some days I can challenge them.

Lately I’m noticing that when I think about applying for jobs, I’m distressed by the idea of earning a decent salary. I feel unworthy of seeking more money because my husband provides a very comfortable life for both of us and we treat the idea of a secondary income as a luxury. A second income would put us on the track to owning a home rather than renting, for example. It would allow me the freedom of spoiling the pets we’re getting soon, which would make me happy.

Pursuing something for the sole purpose of making myself happy. What a terrifying concept for someone who barely buys into the idea that I’m allowed to take up space.

#do no.t re/bl0g #personal #emotional neglect #suicide mention #negative self worth #what a long strange trip it's been

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isisparker · 5 years

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There’s an overlooked Oh Je Moment in Episode 10

There’s this high school kdrama right now called Moment at Eighteen [Moment of Eighteen, At Eighteen] and since a few episodes back we’ve slowly gotten the feeling/insight that one of lead’s best friend, Oh Je, might be harboring feelings for another guy, Hwi Young, the other male lead and antagonist for first lead. There’s been moments throughout the series that hinted at this (from when Da Heen, a sweet girl who declared her crush on Oh Je by asking him out -- in front of the class, mind you -- thus him having agreed to be her boyfriend, sticking to his side and him being a little uncomfortable, to small instances where he accidently came into contact with Hwi Young and he’d react), but then this moment happened during a Class Trip; their classmates had a Truth Circle and Oh Je, being in the chair, was asked this question by Da Heen herself:

“Are You In Love With Anyone Right Now?”

Now to provide context, earlier on that trip Da Heen had gotten jealous and assumed that the reason Oh Je has been pulling away from her was because he liked another girl, Ro Mi. It’s obviously not true and he even truthfully told Da Heen that there “wasn’t ANY GIRL” [actual quote] that he liked. He phrased it in a way that didn’t reveal too much about himself and yet he was able to stay honest with Da Heen, who he honestly did like [probably as a close friend] and didn’t want to hurt.

But now we come to this and Da Heen feels secure in their “relationship” but yet she couldn’t help but ask him that question. When her friends and classmates start joking about “What kind of [obvious] question is that?” when it seemed that the class knew the two of them were dating, suddenly one of their other peers asks this:

Let me repeat that: Are you in love with someone you shouldn’t love?

“Are You In Love With Someone Who You SHOULDN’T Love?”

... damn.

So first off, they probably asked that because early in the day, when Da Heen picked a fight with Ro Mi because of Oh Je, they assumed that there was trouble between the couple, so that question was more than likely meant to stir up shit.

But oh boy did that question cut in deeper than they meant to. Especially as the camera panned to the various reactions.

From Oh Je, who you could clearly see start to get uncomfortable and anxious...

To Hwi Young, the guy he [secretly] liked, who you assume was just watching completely unaffected...

To Jun Woo, Oh Je’s best friend, who observed his friend and started to realize how uncomfortable and anxious Oh Je was feeling! I don’t think Jun Woo knows specifically WHY his best friend is reacting badly to this question, but he knows enough to be compassionate and concerned that he jumped in and was the one that suggested they move on from this questioning.

But!

But then THIS moment happened, the whole reason for this post and why I’m reconsidering EVERYTHING I knew so far about this drama and their characters, as immediately I realized something...

Because just as the class agreed to leave Oh Je alone, the camera zoomed in on Hwi Young’s face and what we had once assumed was indifference to the situation, there was just something that felt... odd... Because while it could be said that when Hwi Young’s eyes would follow Soo Bin, a girl both he and Jun Woo liked, to glaring daggers at Jun Woo... the fact that he was watching Oh Je spoke volumes. Heck the fact that the director of this drama even intended for us to SEE Hwi Young’s face at this moment, as opposed to an overshot view of the class, spoke volumes!

Because to me it says that odds are Hwi Young probably knows. He may not know specifically about Oh Je’s feelings or how Oh Je is questioning his sexuality, but Hwi Young KNOWS something.

It also makes some of the past scenes between them [Oh Je and Hwi Young] make a whole lot more sense!

From back in Episode 07 [also the episode where we could clearly see Oh Je struggling with thoughts specifically about Hwi Young] when a dodge ball game during PE resulted in both Oh Je and Hwi Young trying to grab the ball at the same time and coming into contact -- Hwi Young ended up glaring [or staring] at Oh Je. Again, we could assume Hwi Young did it because he was in competition mode...

To as recent as Episode 10 itself, early on, when the class activity was a game like Musical Chairs, but instead the students would dance randomly until the MC called out a number and the students would gather in a cluster of that specific number, odd ones are out; at this moment Ro Mi had yanked Oh Je into her group and while Oh Je was surprised by the move, Hwi Young was the one that was staring at Oh Je. Hwi Young could be looking anywhere else, or even smiling at the fact that their group wasn’t called out, but instead we’re given this specific look the moment Oh Je was yanked literally to Hwi Young’s side.

There’s one more moment I want to bring up that has made me even more assured that that look Hwi Young gave Oh Je in the Truth Circle moment had more meaning.

Back in Episode 09, Hwi Young had deceived Soo Bin in an attempt to stop her from getting closer to Jun Woo. He had sent a false text to make her doubt Jun Woo’s sincerity towards her and though he did it to break the pair up, he knew that it would cause her pain YET he did it anyway regardless of his guilt over the lie. When he saw her pain, he took it out on himself by agressively kicking a soccer ball. This lead to Oh Je, who was walking by with some friends, having seen Hwi Young out on the field. Curious and maybe a little concerned, Oh Je entered the field and offered to play goalie for Hwi Young.

Hwi Young questioned if that’s what Oh Je wanted to do [and again I myself am questioning if that was intentional because one would assume Hwi Young would have been indifferent and agreed, AND YET he made sure that it was something Oh Je was okay with doing], but Oh Je agreed and then Hwi Young proceeded to take even more of his aggressions out.

Oh Je wasn’t able to keep up and even called Hwi Young out on his anger, which caused Hwi Young to start walking away to leave when...

He stares back at Oh Je for some time. Not just a pause with his back to Oh Je, contemplating his words, but he actually LOOKED BACK at Oh Je before considering his words and then saying...

Again we could assume [and it might just be that’s how the scenerio reads as] that Hwi Young’s guilt is the one that’s talking, making him ask Oh Je (someone who has no connection to Hwi Young’s current troubles outside of the fact that Oh Je’s best friend is Hwi Young’s competition for Soo Bin) these questions.

But given now what we currently know, and given that specific look Hwi Young gave Oh Je way way later [Episode 10, the whole point of this post] during the Truth Circle game...

For Hwi Young to ask Oh Je “What do you do when you hate yourself? When you’re angry at yourself.” seems like Hwi Young, who is actually intelligent and observant, knows more than we assume.

When Oh Je responds to Hwi Young’s questions with concern by asking Why?

This scene even gives more empathy to Hwi Young, who for majority of the first half of the series is just some priviliged asshole but is revealed to be under pressure [emotional and physical] from his parents to be the Perfect Student and is taking it out on nearly everyone... And he could have easily replied angrily at Oh Je too, but instead he looks resigned and tired. Especially as he responds with a negative view on himself.

And this is worth taking note because this is also probably the first time we’ve seen Hwi Young admit a flaw about himself OUT LOUD and TO ANYONE. Not to his parents, not to his teachers, not to his peers and close friends.. NOT TO ANYONE BUT OH JE.

And I have a feeling that Hwi Young probably knows Oh Je wouldn’t judge nor cater to him.

This whole time up until Episode 10, we’ve had to watch Oh Je come to grips with his feelings towards Hwi Young and have empathy towards Oh Je for crushing on 1. a straight male classmate that is 2. a priviliged asshole regardless of the fact that he’s a kid whose father physically and emotionally abuses him... but what if we weren’t the only ones aware of Oh Je’s feelings? What if, on some level that’s yet to be revealed, Hwi Young knew as well?

#moment at eighteen #at eighteen #moment of eighteen #moonbin #kdrama #THIS STORYLINE CAPTURES ME AS MUCH AS #THE MAIN LOVELINE DOES #AND IT'S BREAKING MY HEART SO MUCH FOR OH JE #*edit because i spelled jun woo's name wrong oops sorry!

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aseriesofvariousevents · 4 years

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The Shadow and Bone Trilogy

I got the Shadow and Bone as a present for Christmas years ago, but somehow never actually got around to ever reading it. I had started the first book quite a few times, but never got beyond the very beginning of the novel. This winter, though, I finally decided to buckle down and read it and boy am I glad I did. I somehow managed to read the entire series over the span of five days in the midst of finals, stealing every second I could to immerse myself in the story. Leigh Bardugo has created a brilliant and complex world for her characters.

*SPOILERS*

The first book in the series, Shadow and Bone, was an exciting start to the series, full of world-building and fascinating characters. As someone who prides myself in catching twists in stories before revealed by the author, I was shocked when Baghra revealed that the Darkling’s motives were not as pure as Alina thought and even more so that she was his mother. At times I found Alina frustrating but her character was resilient and truly grew as the story progressed. Genya’s character was also one of my favorite aspects of the story. Her pining after David, the sullen fabrikator, added a depth to her character and her and Alina’s friendship was also remarkable. There was a point when I thought that Alina and the Darkling could actually make for a fine pairing, despite the age difference -- though it may not have been physically apparent in the story, unsettled me all the same -- but her and Mal’s reunion was fantastic. The depth of their concern for one another was extremely apparent toward the end and, though the conclusion seemed abrupt to me, I was still excited to continue on to the next book.

Favorite Quote: And there's nothing wrong with being a lizard either. Unless you were born to be a hawk.

Siege and Storm introduced what very well may be one of my favorite characters in the series: Nikolai. This time around, I prided myself in guessing that he was the second son of the king, though my guess only came mere pages before the big reveal. I was shocked to find Alina and Mal in the hands of the Darkling so soon after the beginning of the book, “Sturmhond” along with Tamar and Tolya made it enjoyable nonetheless. At times I found Alina’s and Mal’s dedication and arguments annoying, especially after reaching the Little Palace. Each of their insistence that they were destined for something else grew tiresome, especially when Mal randomly became a drunk streetfighter, for lack of better words. I loved scenes with Nikolai being his carefree, yet very much down to earth, self, giving sage words of wisdom to Alina, much to her dismay. Alina’s visions of the Darkling and utter refusal to tell anyone of them also frustrated me, though it made much more sense at the end during her noble sacrifice, since the two of them were connected by powers largely unknown. Through the story, I also grew to dislike the Darkling more and more, from his abuse of his mother and his downright torture of Genya. He was a fearsome leader, showing bits of his humanity throughout, but still frightening with his wield of these mysterious powers. I found Siege and Storm to be a worthy sequel to the first book.

Favorite Quote: What is infinite? The universe and the greed of men.

The last book in the trilogy, Ruin and Rising, was my absolute favorite. I found the whole “Saint” thing to be a bit overdone and oftentimes I was angry at Alina for being so hungry for power throughout, but the relationships she formed with the other grisha throughout the story were heartwarming and honestly beautiful to watch unfold. The blossoming of her relationship with Zoya, despite their initial distaste for each other, was rewarding to watch unfold. Alina’s dedication to Genya, despite the difficulties their friendship endured, was inspiring and Nikolai’s continued vivaciousness and innovativeness kept the story feeling fresh and exciting. I loved getting to her more about Baghra’s backstory, from her childhood spent feeling unwanted, to her sister’s revival turned martyrdom, to her raising of her son Aleksander to be strong, which ended up being his downfall. I was beyond thankful Mal and Alina reunited as partners, though his being the third amplifier seemed odd to me until it was further explained with Morozova’s accidental creation of his daughter. I loved getting to see Alina come more and more into her own with her power, and ached with her when she had to (temporarily) kill Mal and ended up losing her status as the Sun Summoner with it. The Darkling’s death affected me much more than I thought it would, with him showing his last bit of humanity as he died, and his and (technically) Alina’s funeral quite literally made me cry, with Alina saying his name in the crowd of people because despite all of his wrongdoings, his heart had initially been in the right place. The epilogue (or “After”) was what really broke me though. Alina’s and Mal’s simple wedding with Misha and Oncat and their restarting of the orphanage was lovely to read. Hearing about Nikolai’s visits and Zoya bringing her the blue kefta was so amazing. Alina and Mal sacrificed so much, even their friends, for the most part, yet they still found a way to be happy.

Favorite Quote: They had an ordinary life, full of ordinary things—if love can ever be called that.

*END OF SPOILERS*

Overall, I really enjoyed the Shadow and Bones Trilogy and am looking forward to further exploring the Grishaverse with Bardugo’s other novels. I’m glad I managed to read the series before the TV show comes out, which I am now anxiously awaiting!

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

Books in Series: Shadow and Bone; Siege and Storm; Ruin and Rising

Author: Leigh Bardugo

#shadow and bone #siege and storm #ruin and rising #leigh bardugo #shadow and bone trilogy #certified nora review #five stars

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mendesbadrepuation · 5 years

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Flordia Snz

I’m terrible at titles as you can tell! I'm very new to all of this and I hope this ends good! :)

Just some Best Friend to lovers kinda deal ya know

Warnings: fluff and fluff. some tiny teeny mentions of Camila.(all in good terms)(also I used her as a PR stunt. im not agreeing or disagreeing with that whole situation. just used it for a scenario!!!)

Enjoy :)))

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“Alessia you can’t be serious?” I start laughing uncontrollably.

“No believe me Y/n. I see it everyday. He’s so got the hots for you!” Alessia replies and I just laugh some more. We were sitting under a large umbrella in beach chairs just enjoying the beautiful Florida weather.

“And he also has the total hots for Camila. The fucking goddess.” I look out in the water and see Camila and Shawn facing each other talking. The waves were crashing in at their knees.

“I have to agree with Alessia on this one Y/n. He really does have the hots for you.” Brian says from beside me on his beach towel. He was working on his tan. Alessia and I are being a little more mindful of our health and skin tone.

“Yeah I don’t know if you know or not but like you look sexy in that red bikini.” Connor adds his input on the conversation.

I laugh even more and reach up to place my ray bans back on my eyes. They were actually Shawn’s that I stole from him earlier.

“I’m going to get us some drinks.” I say as I see Camila and Shawn start making there way up to our spot.

“You can’t keep running away from her. She doesn't bite.” Brian says as he watches me get up from my chair.

I reach down and smack on Brian’s red back. He groans loudly and rolls over. “Time to add sunscreen buddy.” I run away laughing as the others were laughing from my actions.

“Bring me back a beer!” Connor requests and I throw a thumbs up in the air.

I reach the little beach shack where a few others were sitting on wooden stools. It was a very quiet day at the beach and hardly anyone was out. It was very relaxing for all of us to just be away from crowds. Even the bartender was having such a slow day that he was perched on a chair reading a book. It wasn’t just any book, it was Harry Potter. I smile to myself as I lean over the bar.

“Hey you muggle!” I joke to grab the guys attention. He looks up and smiles at me from the greeting I just gave. The guy had bright blue eyes that reminds me of the ocean itself. I enjoyed that. It was nothing like Shawn’s golden brown eyes though I had to say. He was very cute guy and had slick blonde hair. He was wearing a blue tank top with navy swim trunks that had starfish all over them. My eyes definitely enjoyed his appearance.

“Big fan huh?” He asks as he comes up to me so he can hear me better.

“You could say that.” I reply and give him a wink. He smiles at that.

“What can I get you?” He asks sweetly showing off his pearly whites.

I tell him the drinks I’d like and he begins to make them. I hear footsteps come from behind and a hand lands on my back. I look behind me to see Shawn smiling down. My breath almost hitched in my throat at the sight of him. His semi wet skin, the brown curls on top of his head, the way his necklace sat on his chest, and how defined his muscles looked in the sunlight. His cheeks were a tad pink from being sun kissed. Out of instinct I reach up to place my hand gently on his cheek. He softly leans into my hand and I can see his cheeks turn more red at that.

“Let me put some more sunscreen on your face when we get back to our spot. Yeah?” I say and Shawn nods his head.

“Yes mom.” He jokes with me and I smile dropping my hand back down to my side.

“Here are your drinks beautiful.” The bartender says to me and I blush.

“Thank you. Enjoy your book.” I add as I gather up the drinks and Shawn helps me.

“What was that about?” Shawn questions as we walk side by side back down to our spot.

“What?” I knit my brows together in confusion.

“The guy. He totally just called you beautiful and was flirting his pants off.” I could hear the jealousy seeping from his words.

“What’s it to you? Camila not performing well in bed?” I crack a joke with him so he’d know it’s really nothing. I didn’t really take it as flirting anyways.

“You know what the deal is with her!” He replies. It’s almost like he really has a thing for me but my stubborn self was not going to believe it for a second. I knew Shawn had my heart and obviously everyone else knew that. But I was unsure as to if I’d ever have his.

We’ve been friends for so long. Before his huge big hit in music when we were just young kids trying to explore our dreams. I was a well known YouTuber traveling around with the MAGCON crew. Shawn and I instantly clicked with all of our unique qualities that we had in common. Ever since then we’ve been inseparable. When he really got big he asked me to come with him and travel the world with him. Everyday was a new day and it’s been spectacular. I still have my amazing fans and have added a million more.

I was a blogger, a vlogger, and all around comedian when it came to my videos. Fans got to see the inside of my life and sometimes even Shawn’s. I have prank videos, routine videos, travel vlogs, and even the just casual funny challenge videos I do with my friends. I’ve met so many amazing people while being with Shawn and so many of them turned out to be my friends. But Shawn turned into my best friend easily. We had each other’s back through thick and thin.

“Not what I overheard this morning with Brian and Connor.” I huff in annoyance at his defensive actions.

“Oh yeah and what did you hear?” He perks up an eyebrow and turns to step in front of me. My feet came to a halt as I peered up at him.

“The and I quote the sex wasn’t that great.” I made those air quotes with my fingers.

“That doesn’t mean anything Y/n.” He sighs.

“What it means to me is that you slept with her. If it was just business then it would strictly be that. You don’t have to sleep with her to prove a point.” I say back to him.

“Y/n/n.”

“Shawn it’s okay. I get it. Don’t be a sensitive sally.” He looks at me funny and laughs lightly.

“Isn’t it a negative Nancy?”

“Not today lover boy not today!” I walk around him and make my way back to the group. I hand everyone there drinks and each of them thank me.

“Brian switch me places. I wanna get some sun now.” Brian doesn’t argue and goes to take my seat in the chair next to Alessia. She was quietly reading her book to herself. Camila was sitting in front a little off from everyone. She was looking down at her phone.

“C’mere shawn.” I motion him to sit in front of me as I grab the sunscreen. I was honestly the mom of the group. He takes a seat Criss cross applesauce and his sunkissed cheeks looked beautiful. I didn’t know I let a sigh out until Shawn said something.

“What was that sigh for?” He asks as I place the lotion on his face gently. He had his eyes shut and I look over at Alessia and Brian who were already looking back at me.

“I didn’t sigh.” I laugh it off like he was crazy. I rub my fingers around his face and make sure to add a fair amount. “There you go bubba.” I pat his leg lightly and he opens his eyes.

“Thank you sweetness.” He reaches over and pecks a kiss on my forehead. The action alone was enough to make my heart beat right out of my chest. That was something he done often to me but I knew it wasn’t something a friend would really do. It was just Shawn showing his care to me. Right?

I look over and see Camila staring a hole through me. “Yikes.” I whisper to myself.

“What was that?” Shawn asks and I shake my head laughing.

“Someone turn the jams on!” Connor adds randomly from beside me. I honestly thought that he was asleep because I hadn’t heard anything out of him. Brian does as told and plays some music through the speaker. I lay back on the beach towel and Shawn turns around to face the ocean. He keeps himself parked there at my feet. He leaned back and let his legs stretch out in the sand. It was peaceful as we all soaked up the sun, the sound of the waves crashing the shore, and the sweet melodies playing through the speaker.

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“Shawn.” I break the silence after awhile. I was laying on my stomach now so my back could get some sun.

“Hmm” he hums. I felt his back against my toes.

“Will you put some more lotion on my back?” I ask nicely. I don’t hear a reply just a slight breeze from his movements. It startled me a little when I felt his large hands on my back. He rubs the cold lotion on to my skin and it sent goosebumps all throughout my body. I held back a moan so it wouldn’t be weird to everyone. Or to know that I really enjoy his large hands on my bare back.

He gets to my shoulders and digs his fingers in deeper where some tightened muscles were at. “That’s nice.” I add to give him the hint to not stop his actions. He continues and basically massages the lotion in my back. Once he’s done he reaches over to my right ear that was further away from the group.

“Done.” He plants a kiss on my shoulder and my whole body shuts down. I couldn’t even think straight from that little move. My head was so confused.

“Thank you.” I whisper back and Shawn lays beside me in the sand. I reach over and hand him the pillow I was using so he could put his head on it and not have to sit it on sand. I look up for a moment to see where Camila was. Nowhere to be seen which was strange. Sometimes I thought she was attached to Shawn’s hip. But I knew that they both cared about each other and they really do try their best to support one another.

“Where’s your lover?” I ask and lay my head back down.

“She’s not my lover.” He quips back. “And she left about 10 minutes ago to shop for a new outfit for tonight.”

“Special date night? Trying to fix the other night?” I joke lightly and the group giggles at that and Shawn starts fake laughing.

“You’re hilarious.” I see him start to get up and immediately I felt bad for my words. He walks down the shoreline and stands there for a moment. I get up from my towel.

“Uh-oh trouble in paradise” Brian says and I look back at him glaring.

I make my way down to Shawn and gently place my hand on his back. “I’m sorry Shawnie. I didn’t mean to make you upset. I should have stopped with the jokes the day you started this contract with her. I know it’s hards for you. It’s hard for both of you.” I apologize to him.

He looks down at me with this innocent look in his eyes. I knew just from that look he already forgave me. He pulls me into him for a side hug and I wrap my arms around his torso.

“It’s okay don’t be sorry. I know you guys are getting tired of all the paps.” I gasp at those words.

“We do not. Okay yeah a little but honestly you get use to them. And we also don't get as much as you and Camila.” He chuckles and looks down at me. For a moment we just stared into each other’s eyes in such an adoring way

“I love you Y/n.” He hugs me tighter and I smile as I look out at the ocean.

“I love you too shawnie.” Neither of us were unsure whether we meant that as more than friends or not. But we didn’t dare to explore because in this moment it was like we knew that our love was stronger than anything.

“Let’s get in the water!” Shawn suggest and I shake my head harshly.

“Absolutely not.” I back away from him and the shoreline.

“Awe you still have that fear.” He steps towards me and I step back.

“No. I just don’t really wanna have to tame my hair tonight.” I throw out an excuse and Shawn has this evil evil smirk on his face. I point my finger at him as he starts taking more steps at me. “Don’t you dare shawn!” I warn him and he launches himself at me. Before I can move he already has his hands gripped on to my sides. He places his arms around my waist and picks me up bridal style.

I’m shouting all sorts of profanities and death threats that all Shawn can do is laugh loudly. Me trying to fight out of his strong grasp was useless. “Shawn please no. Please no. Take me back!” I beg as he steps in further into the ocean. It was true one of my fears were coming right at me

“Relax angel. Relax.” He coos into my ear as he gets waist deep in the water. I grip on to him tighter because I did not want to ever be let loose in the ocean. This was already too far for my liking. My arms sling around his neck tightly and this deep chuckle comes out of him making me blush at my actions.

“Shawn please I’m so scared. Please take me back.” Shawn rolls up my (his) sunglasses on top of my head so he could see my eyes. I feel him try to shift me around and I respond by wrapping my legs around his waist tightly. We weren’t this close often and when we were it was because I had fallen asleep on him or somewhere after a show. He always carried me to bed and made sure I was safe. He done his best to not wake me up either.

“I’m right here. I’m never letting go.” He says soothingly and I look at him in his beautiful brown eyes. It was a soft moment for us both and I felt like I was dreaming. Shawn looks behind him to see if anyone was looking or watching our little interaction.

“There’s no cameras or fans or paps around. And I need you to know something.” Shawn starts to say and I instantly got nervous. I tighten my grip and let him continue. “You’re my best friend in the entire world. The I day met you really changed my life for the better.” I continue to stare at him as my heart beat quickens. “What I’m t-trying to say is that. I-I love you. More than friends.” My mouth hangs open slightly.

“Me? Your crazy best friend?” I was in shock that all my wishes were coming true in just this one moment.

“Yes my beautiful, crazy, smart, and talented best friend.” He reaches one hand up and that causes me to jerk forward and place a death grip on him. He smiles and places a small piece of my hair behind my ear. “I’m not going to let you go.”

“I never thought you’d actually love me back in that way. I just always thought that you only kept me around for the laughs.” I joke and Shawn rolls his eyes. “What I’m trying to say.” As I copy his words. “I love you. More than best friends too.” My fingers comb through the curls on the back of his head.

“You mean it?” He was just as shocked as I was. Which is probably why we had a love for each other so strong.

“Duh. And you should know.” I lean down to whisper in his ear. “I perform well in bed.” Shawn’s mind went completely blank at that and he peers up at me with almost black eyes. “But we better not get ahead of ourselves. This won’t be official until everything is settled between you and Camila. Only because I don’t want to be apart of the next scandal on E!News.”

“That’s fair enough. I promise you I won’t do the whole PDA scandal with her anymore. I’ll seal that deal tonight. It’s been three weeks since senorita. That’s enough time. Fuck my management team. The girl of my dreams loves me back.” He had this beautiful smile planted on his face and I returned it.

“HEY!” Connor calls from our spot on the beach. We both snap our heads in his direction and see him waving for us to come in. I hold on to Shawn tightly as he begins walk back to the shoreline.

When we reach to where our knees are Shawn loosens his arms from around me. He leans over so I’m almost touching the water. “I’ll kill you in your sleep. I’ll kill you.” I say with my hands trying to latch on to anything on his body. His large biceps didn’t do much because of my puny little hands couldn’t wrap around them.

“Awe I have too much fun with that.” He brings me back into his chest and we reach the shoreline. I try to get down but Shawn doesn’t let me. “I’d prefer if you’d stay here for a moment.”

“Why? I’m sure I’m weighing you down.”

“No you’re perfect. I love it when you’re in my arms.” I blush as we get to the group. Alessia takes her sunglasses off to get a proper look at us. Brian and Connor were both staring at us like we had just fulfilled their lifelong dreams.

I notice that Connor’s camera was sitting in his lap. He sees that I see and he pulls it up. I flash a smile as he takes a picture of Shawn and I. My legs let go of Shawn and I set myself back on my feet. Shawn pulls me back against his chest quickly and Connor was stilling snapping a few candids.

“Did we miss something?” Alessia questions.

“Nothing important.” Shawn wraps his arms around me from behind and reaches over to plant a kiss on my cheek.

Alessia squeals at that because any girl would understand. “Fucking finally.” Brian mumbles.

“Okay we called you two lovebirds over because we’re starving.” Connor says and as soon as he mentioned food my stomach starts to growl. My butt brushes up against Shawn’s area and that’s when I felt the reason why I was standing in front of him.

“Let’s get back to the beach house and get ready to find some food. Shall we?” Everyone starts to gather there things. We begin walking back to the beach house we were all staying at for a few days.

When we reach the house I take Shawn’s hand and drag him upstairs to my room. I quickly shut the door and he’s standing by my bed looking at me confused.

“You’re welcome for saving you.” I point down to his tent in his shorts. His face turns red as he tries to come back with an explanation. “Don’t worry I’m flattered.” I wink at him.

“You guys can plan out your wedding later! Hurry up we’re hungry!” Brian shouts from downstairs. I desperately wanted to taste his lips. I wanted to know what I had been missing out on all these years. I wanted to fulfill every dream I had about him. The ones that woke me up in the night with my heart racing and sweaty palms.

I sigh as does Shawn. He makes his way to the door to go to his room and change. He leans down and pecks a kiss on top of my head. “Soon.” He whispers and I knew what he meant but I wish it would just happen already. The suspense was more painful than anything.

When the door shuts I instantly strip out of my swim suit. I pick out a white spaghetti strap dress. It reached my mid thighs and when I put my bright pink heels on it made it look a little higher. My hair was a little wavy and I let it be. I add a light pink lip gloss to spice it up.

I come downstairs and Alessia was the only other person ready. She had on a floral sun dress and cute wedges. “Lookin cute.” I compliment her and she smiles at me thanking me.

“You look gorgeous.” I thank her and then Brian comes running down the hall. He had on nice Khakis and a white button up.

“I made us reservations for this nice Italian restaurant. Suppose to have the best Alfredo in Florida.” Brian tells us and that sounded so amazing.

I hear Connor come out and he was similar to what Brian had on but different colors. “How does it always take Shawn the longest to get ready?” Alessia asks and I laugh lightly. We hear his footsteps coming down the stairs and he’s got on navy pants with a nicely fitted pink shirt. His pink almost matched mine and it was totally unplanned.

“Heyyyyyy.” I walk around Shawn to check him out. “Great minds think a lot.” I show him my heels and the pink colors I was trying to add. He looks at me and it’s like he can’t take his eyes off.

“Let’s go shall we?” Shawn says to the group and they start heading on to the door. Shawn pulls me back as the group was out of the house already.

“You are absolutely the most stunning girl I’ve ever laid eyes on.” His eyes scan up and down my whole body. “Beautiful.”

“Thank you handsome.” I play with one of the buttons on his shirt. I loosen it so it shows a little more of his chest. The way I really liked it. “We better go before I-“ my words are cut off by Brian coming back through the door. He knew he interrupted something but he jokes about it anyways.

“Forgot my wallet.” He grabs it off the kitchen island and he opens the door up wider. “Madam.” Brian gestures to the door and holds his hand out like a posh gentlemen. I take it and step through the door with a smile on my face. Shawn follows behind me and we all start walking in to the town. The beach house was distant but not too far away from the town that it was walking distance.

I knew that Shawn couldn’t show his affection for me in public right now but I wanted nothing more than to hold his hand down the street. My phone buzzes in my hand and I look down. I see that I had a Snapchat from Shawn himself. I look back at Shawn who was already smirking at me.

We get inside the restaurant and get our seats. Shawn sat across from me because he had to save a seat for Camila. He was going to talk to her tonight about letting the whole stunt thing go.

I look at the snap and it’s a picture of me. It said “gosh that assssss.” With multiple heart eyed emojis attached around me. I was blushing wildly at his words. I take my phone up and snap a picture of him when he wasn’t looking. I reply with “those arms!” It was no lie how defined his arms looked in that outfit.

I can hear the sound of clicking heels as I sent the snap to Shawn. We all look up and see Camila walking in. She had on a white Lacey off the shoulder two piece. I look down and can see her ass cheeks through the lace. My eyes pop out of my head at the sight and suddenly I felt insecure. Or maybe uncomfortable. My cheeks were hot red but in all honesty Camila Cabello could make it work and she sure flaunted what her mama gave her.

Alessia clears her throat and that snaps me back to earth. I glance over at her and then to Brian and Connor. They both had look of surprises on their faces from her choice in clothing. It didn't come off as a major deal to any of us really. Everyone had their own style and all of us respected that. Sometimes it was just little surprising.

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After dinner was over we all headed back to the beach house except for Shawn and Camila. Towards the end of dinner Shawn kinda let it slip out that he was done with the stunt they were pulling. Apparently Camila didn’t take it as a stunt and thought that the feelings were mutual. Shawn also dropped the hint that he was seeing another girl but he never said who. I don’t know how she didn’t figure it out when I choked on my water when he mentioned he was seeing someone else. Completely oblivious.

I was standing at the window at the peak of golden hour trying to get some selfies in for my Instagram. I was terrible at taking pictures of myself but my fans adored them. Alessia was trying to help me get the right angles with each snap. Brian and Connor were outside in the hottub just hanging out.

The front door opens and I turn around to see Shawn coming through the door. He runs his fingers through his curls out of frustration and I felt myself frown. I knew it couldn’t have ended well.

“Shawn how’d it go?” Alessia took the words out of my mouth and I stare at him.

“Ehhh. I guess it will be okay. She’s just been one of my close friends for so long I really never meant for this to get that far.” Shawn didn’t really seemed to convinced by that and neither did I. I’ve know him for so long that something must have been said.

“Well how about we all get in some comfy clothes and have a scary movie marathon. I think we could all use it.” Alessia suggests. Shawn smiles at that and I nod my head agreeing. Alessia makes her way outside to tell Brian and Connor of the new plans.

“C’mere.” I see his eyes soften up when he looks at me. He walks towards me into my open arms and I give him a well needed hug. “It’ll be okay. Just tell me what I need to do and not do and I’ll do it Shawn. I know this is going to cause many issues but just know I trust you first and foremost.”

“I don’t want you to worry about a thing. But I appreciate your understanding and patience. You’re perfect.” He sweetly kisses my forehead. I bury my head in his chest and take in his wonderful scent. “Were you taking selfies before I got here?” He asks.

“It’s golden hour and I thought I’d give it a whorl.” I pull back to see Shawn smiling at me.

“Take some with me!” He pulls his phone out and I turn around in his grasp. His arm was wrapped around my neck loosely as my hands were holding his arm. He smiles and I smile for a few of them. Then we take silly ones and serious ones. I shift slightly as he keeps his hand on my shoulder. I lean up and we look into each other’s eyes. Shawn glances down at my lips and I reach up on my tip toes to reach him. Out of instinct our eyes shut and our lips collided.

My whole body sent waves of adrenaline and the butterflies were erupting in my stomach. Our lips move together in sync and I felt everything. I felt everything that I had been missing from the moment I had feelings for him. It didn’t even compare to the dreams I had about him. There was so much passion between us two that it made me dizzy.

We move apart slowly and our eyes open back up. A huge smile comes across both our faces and I couldn’t help but blush. “That was better than I ever dreamt about.” Shawn whispers. So I wasn’t the only one who dreamt about that?

The others come back inside with huge smiles on their faces. “what?” Shawn and I both say at the same time. We looked like two kids in a candy store with our huge grins.

“Windows are clear. Just in case you forgot.” Brian replies and we watch them make their way to the hallway. I assumed they were going to change.

“I’m going to go change.” I tell Shawn and I start stepping back, but Shawn kept his hands on me for as long as he could.

I run upstairs to my room and grab my pajamas out of my suitcase. Out of habit I took out my soft shorts and one of Shawn’s favorite shirts I stole from him. To this day he still thinks he left it at a hotel on accident. And I may have grabbed a hoodie from his place one night. I think he knew about it but I assumed he just didn’t want to say anything about it. He was too sweet natured.

I take the end of it and roll it up in a knot so maybe it just looked like a causal shirt. It was the only pajama shirt I really had packed with me. When I come back downstairs I had beat Shawn so I ran to the corner of the sectional which was my favorite spot. Alessia was on the other end and Connor was beside her laying down. Brian took place in the love seat. I grab a blanket and curl up until Shawn comes down the stairs. He had on black shorts with a plain white tank top. Damn he’s so hot.

“Schooch over love bug.” Shawn says and I raise up so he can lay in the corner and me cuddle up next to him. He opens up his arm so I can place myself underneath him. Everyone gets situated and Alessia starts the first movie. “Is that my shirt?” Shawn asks surprised.

“Not sure. Just found it in my laundry one day.” I play the innocent game because I didn’t want him to take it back.

“I know it is. I like it on you better anyways. You can take my clothes anytime. It’s sexy.” He whispers so only I can hear and my cheeks were burning red.

As the movie went on the suspense caused Shawn to tighten his grip on my side. All of us never really spoke and that kept us more intrigued on the screen. The scene was turning dark and you couldn’t hear a peep for a brief moment. The front door to our house flies open and slams against the wall as the haunted creature pops out. I wrap both arms around Shawn’s waist and jump into him. He jumps as much as I did and covers me with his body.

I look over to see Camila standing at the door with a crazy look on her face. Alessia, Brian, and Connor were all still in shock from being scared half to death. Connor had almost jumped in front of Alessia to protect her and Brian had a pillow blocking his face.

“What the fuck Camila?” Shawn’s voice was deep and angry.

“The other girl is her?” She spits up a harsh laugh and I felt my heart sink into my stomach. It’s one thing to get upset with Shawn but my days of letting someone talk about me like that were over.

I get up from Shawn with the blood boiling in my veins. “Listen Camila. Girl to girl. I do not wish to start any drama between us or Shawn or whatever this bullshit is! Camila we’ve been nothing but nice to you the moment this PR stunt was brought up.” I gesture between me, Alessia, Brian, and Connor. “Now I was never told what happened behind doors with you two. It wasn’t my relationship and it was not my right to know. But Shawn talked to you and he told you that it’s no more. Take that as a nice goodbye with that side of your relationship. Look at yourself. I know deep down this isn’t you Camila. I still remember that girl I met for your first collab song together. Don’t let the media tear you and him up like this. Just don’t bring me down because you’re crumbling. You know Shawn won’t just leave you out in the dust.” I felt the top to my kettle blowing and so did everyone else. Camila lowers her shoulders and I see her start to cry in her hands.

I frown at the sight because I knew this wouldn’t be easy but I also didn’t know she’d take it this hard. I wrap my arms around her and pull her into my chest. I was definitely I bit taller than her.

“I promise you that we.” I gesture to Shawn and I. “Won’t be public until things have cooled down. I don’t want to be that girl and I don’t want you to be that other girl. Or vice versa.” Camila seems to relax at my reassuring words.

“Camila come outside and talk to me for a minute. Yeah?” Shawn asks and she nods her head following him out the front door.

I flop down on the couch and try to regain my composure. “Wow. That was hot.” Connor says randomly and I put my hands on my face to cover a laugh.

“Shut up Connor oh my gosh.” I mumble.

“That’s something you don’t see everyday. Or at least I don’t.” Alessia adds on and Brian is almost laughing at what just happened.

“You handled that so well.” Brian says. Shawn comes back through the door and this time he shuts and locks the door.

I look up at him and he’s just standing there looking back at me. “I need to talk to you for a moment.” Shawn says and points to the hallway stairs that leads up to our rooms.

I nervously get up from my seat and follow in behind him. Well this was great while it lasted. I mean I at least got my kiss out of the little moment. Maybe I shouldn’t have said anything to her and just kept my mouth shut. That’s why he’s regretting his decision. We jumped into it too fast.

He turns into his room and shuts the door behind him once I’m inside. I go to the sliding doors that lead out to the balcony. “Listen, I understand that I maybe shouldn’t have-“ Shawn cuts me off with his lips on mine. I was shocked at first and I couldn’t move. But once he places his hands under my jaw to cup my face I relaxed instantly. My hands go around his neck and into those beautiful curls.

“I can’t believe I finally have you. You’re my dream girl Y/n. God. I love you.” He backs up until the back of my knees hit his bed. My body falls down on top of it and he follows me.

“We’re like totally recreating that Senorita scene.” I joke and of course I have terrible timing with my jokes. Shawn just smiles and shakes his head at me.

“You should have been the girl underneath me.” He says and I was blushing at his strong sweet words.

“I am now. I’m yours Shawn. You’ve had my heart for as long as I can remember.” I say back to him.

We connect our lips again and the kiss was filled with great passion. Our love was like no other. It knocked the breath out of me. Nothing could replace the feeling I got when I was with him.

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Fred WeasleyxReader! Different Chapter 4

Y/F/N= Your First Name

Y/L/N= Your Last Name

Y/E/C= Your Eye Color

Y/W/H= Your Wand Hand

If it’s in bold, then it’s a direct quote from the book.

Chapter 3: https://haystarlight.tumblr.com/post/183937811611/fred-weasleyxreader-different-chapter-3

Summary: A mysterious prankster messes up Umbridge’s office.

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Slytherin!Reader

Warnings: There’s a swear word.

Time Period: Order of the Phoenix; between Chapters 19: “The Lion and the Serpent” and 21 “The Eye of the Snake”

Word Count: 1075

Fred, George and Lee were walking to Charms together. It was a normal day but as they turned a corner, they found something absolutely shocking. First, they heard a high-pitched screech that came from none other than Dolores Umbridge.

‘The hell?’

The three of them started running in the direction of the scream, which took them to Umbridge’s office; which had been given an extremely severe make over.

The walls were dark green like vomit and all the cute little cats on her ornament plates had been turned into vicious hissing snakes. In front of it all, Umbridge was shouting her head off; her cheeks completely red.

It was a glorious sight.

The three boys were hurting their guts with laughter as they made their way back to Professor Flitwick.

‘Her face!’ George cried out, overjoyed, ‘Did you see the look on her face?’

‘Forget her face! Did you hear her scream? She sounded like a dying banshee!’ Fred chuckled as he tried and failed to imitate Umbridge’s ugly screech.

‘Good job, guys! You should’ve told me about that one! I would’ve hidden dragon dung under her desk!’

The twins stopped walking for a second to give each other a rather confused look.‘But… We didn’t do that, Lee,’ George confessed gently.

‘Really? That prank had “Weasley” written all over it.’

‘I swear we didn’t do a thing,’ Fred promised, very seriously, ‘but I’d like to find whoever did it and shake their hand.’

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During that night’s DA meeting, Y/F/N was absent; which greatly worried Fred. Not only was he worried about her well-being as he had come to care about her over the past few weeks, but he still wondered deep down if there was the mere possibility that she may be snitching on them.

Despite Fred being distracted throughout the whole ordeal, the class went off without a hitch.

As the trio walked out of the Room of Requirement, he decided to do some investigation.

‘Hey guys? Do you mind if I go do a thing? By myself? I’ll catch up with you in the Dormitory after I’m done.’

They gave him a weird look but complied.

‘Watch out for Filch,’ Warned George.

‘Pfft, please. You forget who you’re talking to,’ He assured before leaving in the direction of the dungeons.

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Fred walked along the dark underground corridors looking in every direction to look out for any potential threats and… A certain someone.

After a few minutes, he finally heard a small sniff coming from a broom closet whose door stood ajar. He carefully moved the door as quietly as he could and what he saw broke his heart.

Y/F/N was sitting on the floor in a fetal position crying her eyes out. Fred’s head started swimming with questions and concern. Seeing those beautiful Y/E/C eyes filled with tears hurt him.

‘Y/F/N?’

She gasped upon hearing his voice and looked up, not wanting to be seen at her most vulnerable, especially by the redhead.

‘Fred?’

There was a small, awkward silence between the two while Fred came up with what to say.

‘You uh… S-skipped class so I came to… C-check on you,’ He stumbled on his words, nervously.

‘Did Potter or Granger send you?’

‘Nah, I came here by myself,’ He was ashamed to admit, his face reddening again.

Her face reddened too. ‘That’s really nice of you, thanks.’

Fred shrugged it off.

‘If you really want to “learn DADA and aid Potter in his little rebellion” you shouldn’t skip class,’ He quoted the same words she’d said on their first meeting in an effort to make light of the situation.

She laughed but the tears kept coming. ‘I had Detention with Umbridge.’

Fred’s mouth hung open for a second and then closed. As an avid rule breaker himself, he’d already experienced multiple detentions with the horrid woman and knew exactly what had happened to Y/F/N. The mere idea of it made his blood curl.

‘WHAT.’

‘Yeah,’ She revealed to him her Y/W/H hand. Across it, the words I must not vandalize school property were scratched permanently in her handwriting. ‘I assume you’re not surprised.’

‘No, just mad. Is she just gonna do this to everyone?!’

‘I wouldn’t put it past her.’

Fred sighed and sat down next to her. As he reflected, the puzzle pieces started fitting together and he came up with a suspicion of what Y/F/N’s misdeed may have been.

‘Wait; vandalize school property? Did you… Ruin Umbridge’s office?’

Y/F/N smiled sincerely for the first time since he’d walked into the closet. ‘Yeah, that was me.’

‘Marry me,’ He whispered under his breath, amazed.

‘What?’ She asked in confusion. The redness of their cheeks magnified extremely.

‘N-n-nothing.’

They looked away from each other in complete awkwardness. Fred was not new to feeling attraction towards girls, he’d had a good number of flings since Third Year, but he could never recall ever feeling like this.

He had no idea that she returned the feelings and Y/F/N couldn’t even begin to phantom the idea of being liked back after pining for so long.

‘Hey, listen. I’m sorry for thinking you were a spy or a traitor; you’re actually kinda cool. Maybe not all Slytherins are evil bitches.’

She laughed again and their hearts jumped together. ‘Apology accepted, and sorry for yelling at you. Maybe not all Gryffindors are close minded brutes.’

‘Pfff, nah we are. We pride ourselves on it.’

They both laughed as they stood up. Y/F/N would’ve happily stayed there forever yet she knew that was unsafe.

‘Should I walk you to you Common Room?’ He offered, trying to be chivalrous.

‘Mmm, giving my House Password to the world’s greatest prankster…’ She pretended to reflect on the idea, jokingly so. ‘No thank you, I don’t wanna be randomly woken up by Filibuster Fireworks or something like that.’

‘Haha, good point. Speaking of pranks, you should teach me how you redecorated Umbridge’s office; we could really use some of that stuff.’

‘Sure, I’d love to. Maybe sometime after Christmas?’

‘Sure.’

In a moment of bravery, Y/F/N dared to give Fred a kiss on the cheek and whisper ‘Thanks,’ before leaving to Slytherin Common Room.

Later that night, in the Gryffindor Common Room, George and Lee were confused to find him wearing the goofiest of goofy grins.

Chapter 5: https://haystarlight.tumblr.com/post/184574737841/fred-weasleyxreader-different-chapter-5

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