#i have a fat crush on u can u not be this stubborn

[poppurini]

why play hard to get bladie

[chanelslibrary]

Perceiving You-Chapter 1

Pairing: Chris Evans/Reader

Word Count: 2,866

Warning: None

Summary: In high school you had always been overlooked and labeled an Outcast. That didn't stop you from being hyperaware of the Popular Jock Chris Evans and secretly harboring a crush on him, while you navigated high school with your best friends Crystal and Pete. Seventeen years later, you have to wonder is it a coincidence that Pete, Crystal, and Chris all show up in your life again around the exact same time? You're older, wiser, and definitely more stubborn nowadays, so is it just another twist of fate when you suddenly start getting mysterious and threatening letters in the mail, or will your headstrong nature push away the Hollywood heartthrob that is back in your life and finally noticing you.

Author’s Note: I just wanted to point out there will be no use of y/n in this fic, but the reader's last name is Smith. Also this hasn't been edited by a beta, so sorry for any spelling/grammar mistakes! Reblog/like if you enjoyed. Thanks! AO3  Prologue

Credits: divider @firefly-graphics

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July 2018

Present Day

It was a testament to how much you still loved your job that you went in a couple weeks early to get your office and lesson plans ready for the start of the semester. Most professors tried to squeeze every last ounce out of their summer break, but the nerdy little girl inside of you still got excited for the first day of school, even now that you were teaching. You were done printing out the syllabi for your British Literature class, so you decided to call it a day and started packing up. Once you finished tidying your cozy, corner office in the English department at Boston University, you locked your door and headed toward the main atrium. The hallways were mostly empty, but every now and again you would see a faculty member walking by, and you would nod or say hello as they passed. As you turned the final corner leading to the main atrium, you almost slammed into a tall, burly man, but caught yourself before you made impact.

“Excuse me!”

“Sorry!”

You both spoke at the same time. It was then you got a look at the man and his companion.

“Professor Smith! How good to see you!” You looked at the short, elderly man who had spoken to your left with recognition and smiled. Roger Adelson was the faculty on-border, who dealt with new hires. It seemed like yesterday he was showing you to the office you had just left, and where the restrooms were, when in actuality it was seven years ago you had started at Boston U. You’re snapped out of your recollection by your first name being called by the burly man you almost ran over. Your eyes slide from Roger to Pete. Peter Schlozinger! Your high school best friend, who you hadn’t seen in years. Your mouth drops. Pete is giving you a blinding smile, and the only thing you can do is reach out for a hug he returns. As you pull away you fully take him in. Pete has changed A LOT since high school. The once plump, nerdy boy you knew had grown into himself, still keeping his tall, bulky frame, but losing some of his baby fat. The patchy facial hair he tried to grow is now a full, dark, ducktail beard. His brown hair that he never knew how to style in high school, is closely cropped on the sides and back, longer on top, neatly parted on one side and swooped to the other, and the circular glasses he always sported are gone, freeing up his brown eyes. He was wearing a long sleeve, button down shirt with fitted dark blue dress pants, and brown dress shoes that matched his belt, and you noted that his style of frumpy t-shirts and ill-fitting jeans had changed as well.

“Pete, what are you doing here? Do you work here?” You ask, astonished you were speaking with your best friend from so many years ago.

“Yeah! I was hired about a week ago, and Roger, here, was showing me around,” He answers, nodding, before he looks over at Roger.

“You two know each other?” Roger asks, looking between Pete and you.

“Yeah, we were best friends in high school,” You supply, wondering where the time has gone. Roger smiles.

“Well, we were on the last leg of the tour, just showing Peter some of the other departments. But I’m sure you guys would like a chance to catch up! Peter, if you have any questions, you know how to get a hold of me. Professor Smith, lovely seeing you dear! Have a great time catching up!” Rogers states to you both before he’s shaking first Pete’s hand, then yours, and he’s off down the atrium stairs leaving you and Pete alone for the first time in seventeen years.

17 years?! No wonder Pete’s look has changed! At least he looked better since high school, you felt so self-conscious wearing your favorite boyfriend jeans, a faded RHCP t-shirt, and worn brown Birkenstocks, thrown together last minute before you left your condo.

You and Pete turn to each other in silence and smile. “Do you want to go to my office to chat?” You offer while pointing over your shoulder. Pete bobs his head in agreement, and waits for you to lead him.

“So, how are you? You’re a professor here, obviously!” He pointed out as the two of you walked towards your office. You chuckle and nod.

“Yes, I teach English and British Lit.”

“Wow! Very classy, and totally you!” He remarks with a smile.

“What does that mean!? Does that mean I’m predictable? Or just boring?” You ask, pretending to be offended as you lightly shove him in the arm. He chortles as he takes the hit. It feels nice to be able to joke around with each other again, as if you picked up your friendship where you left off years ago.

“It means ‘smartest person at our school’,” He purposely looked at you. “You were always reading Shakespeare, so it makes sense that you would get into academics, specifically British Literature,” Pete says with a raised eyebrow. You reach the door of your office, and as you go to unlock it and push it open you reply, “Yeah, you’re right, it does make sense,” You smile at him from the open doorway. “But I wasn’t officially the smartest, Kevin Edelman got Valedictorian, and I only got Salutatorian!” You remarked while Pete walked past you into your office.

“Yeah, I remember. Only ‘cause you talked about it nonstop leading up to graduation.”

“That’s because he stole the title from me! He took Pottery and got one more A than me,” You mumble. Pete holds back a laugh, and takes a seat in one of the chairs you gesture towards that is placed in front of your desk. You sit down in the chair next to him, smile at him, and say, “I can’t believe it's been seventeen years since high school!”

“I can! My back and joints remind me of it daily– ‘Pete you’re not a teenager anymore!’”

You burst out laughing alongside Pete.

You’ve missed him. And his humor.

“So…tell me about your life! I want to know EVERYTHING!” You begin with an enthusiastic look in your eyes.

“There’s a lot to cover in seventeen years…” Pete shakes his head with a soft smile and a shrug.

“Okay, tell me when you moved back to Boston. Last time we talked, you were in college in California,” You ask.

You can still remember the tight three-way hug Crystal, Pete, and you shared on Pete’s driveway the summer before freshman year, with the fierce August sun beating down as you tried and failed to hold back tears for your friend. Your hug was interrupted by Pete’s dad softly telling you guys he had to go in order to make his flight to California. Crystal ended up clinging to you while Pete ambled to his dad’s packed car with watery eyes behind his glasses. You and Crystal had promised to call him all the time, but what had started out with daily calls, once he was settled at University of California - Berkeley, eventually fizzled into monthly calls and slowly stopped altogether. The truth was that it wasn’t anyone’s fault. Life just got in the way. Between going to classes in Boston at the University of Massachusetts, studying, and trying to have a social life, you were stretched thin, and keeping up with your friend, Pete, on the opposite side of the country just fell off your list of priorities. Something that you still feel guilty about. It was hard enough staying close to Crystal, and the two shared a dorm room your freshman year.

Maybe that’s where things went wrong. After you were accepted to UMass Boston with a full academic scholarship, she applied and was accepted as well, and you both decided and were so excited to share a dorm room your freshman year. You made a few friends those first few months in your Gen Ed classes (a change from your Outcast status in high school), and you thought Crystal would embrace the social atmosphere of college too, but all she wanted to do was hang out just the two of you. You couldn’t blame her for wanting some familiarity by being with you. She was missing Pete, your old lopsided lunch table, and the comfort of your close knit group���but you thought college was fun—the parties, cute boys, and the challenging classes.

You’re a nerd who loves to study, what of it?!

But she didn’t really try to embrace college. You would take her with you to parties, or have her meet a few of your friends, and she would always be rude or cold to everyone, or sometimes not even show up at all. When you confronted her about her attitude she argued that you had forced her to do those things, so you decided to give her some space. She was always the same sarcastic, but lovable Crystal whenever you spent time with her one-on-one. Maybe she just needed more time to get used to college and everything that came along with it.

The final straw came right before Winter Break. Everyone was studying, or cramming, for finals week and you were planning to study with Lilly and Poppy, twins who were in two of your classes, who you had befriended. Crystal had voiced her dislike of the twins, which you didn’t understand, so when you hung out with them you did it away from your dorm, and didn’t invite Crystal after she declined every time. So that Monday afternoon, you were stopping by your dorm to grab a textbook and sweatshirt before joining Lilly and Poppy to finish studying for your test the next day. You had just stepped into your darkened room and flipped on the light when out of the corner of your eye you noticed a shape move on the bed to your right. Crystal's bed. You were startled, and dropped your keys as you looked over to see Crystal's unkempt brown hair pop up over her blankets, and her face appeared blinking. She slowly sat up. “‘S that?” She slurred. That is when you noticed clutched in her hand not folding down the blanket was a bottle of vodka. “Crystal?” You asked moving closer to her. She blinked some more, and must have fully awoken after hearing her name, although her eyes were definitely cloudy. “What are you doing here? Don’t you have class right now?” You asked as you looked at the clock on your desk. 2:28pm. She shook her head, and started to turn and lay back down. “Crystal!” You stepped closer to her bed and reached for the blankets, now noticing the stench of body odor and alcohol. Her side of the room was littered with empty whiskey and vodka bottles, abandoned food wrappers, and empty Coke cans used as ashtrays. 

 How long has she been like this? Why haven’t I noticed until now? 

Guilt hits you like a punch in the gut. Pete wasn’t around, and you were all Crystal had. She hadn’t made many, if any, friends since school started, and now she was missing classes too. Had you been so consumed with your new friends and classes that you missed seeing your best friend suffering? “Jusss leave me. You don’t even care!” She shouted at you while she turned over. You stayed and cleaned up the room that day, but never got a chance to talk to Crystal about what had happened. She avoided you the rest of the week, and you later found out she never went to her classes or took her finals. Crystal dropped out of UMass, never returned for Spring Semester, or returned your calls or messages.

You explain a slightly edited version of this to Pete when he asks you if you’re still in touch with Crystal, leaving out your guilty conscience for feeling like you drove her to drop out. Pete asks about your life after college, and again you keep it brief and light, telling him you went to Oxford and are a Doctor of Philosophy in English, and that you loved living in London so much you stayed on as a research assistant for a few more years. You don’t go into the specifics with him about how your boyfriend of three years at the time Liam had just gotten hired at the University of London, and did not want to “jeopardize his career” by moving to the United States. Which left you with the choice of staying in London with him, an easy pick, or moving back and starting your career, the daunting decision. You chose Liam and London….and Liam chose to cheat. That made your choice considerably easier. You moved back to Boston. At first you worked part time at a local Community College and part time at Boston University for a couple of years, before the University hired you on full time five years ago.

You and Pete spend the next hour catching up, and it feels like no time has been lost between the two of you. He details how life was in California, and how he loved studying Computer Engineering, but after getting a Master’s and working a few years with his company he missed New England and decided to come home.

“And then one day about a year and a half ago, I was teaching a seminar for my company and really fell in love with teaching! So Shanna, my girlfriend, told me if I really loved teaching I should do it! So I put in my notice, started applying for professor positions, and I’ve been working as a Computer Science professor at Bunker Hill Community College for the past year,” He finishes.

“No way! I started at Bunker Hill!” You exclaim. He smiles, and the world seems so much smaller.

“I am still part time there, and actually only part time here at Boston U, since I don’t have that much experience. Or a doctorate,” He gives you the side eye with a laugh. You roll your eyes with a laugh.

“So tell me about Shanna. You have a girlfriend?!” You didn’t mean to sound so shocked, but you were still trying to reconcile the version of Pete in front of you–stylish, well groomed, a professor—with the boy you knew—so anxious around his crush he fumbled his drink and spilled it on her. 

The visual of Vanessa Graham running away covered in Red Slushie will always bring a smile to your face.

“Yeah, she’s great! We actually met at a seminar I was doing at her work. You would like her!” His brown eyes go soft the second he starts talking about her, and of all the changes you noticed about Pete, this is the most surprising and the best. You found your protectiveness over your best friend hasn’t wavered even though you just reunited. If a woman like Shanna can have Pete singing her praises she must be special. You would also like to give her some props for helping to get Pete into an article of clothing other than a T-shirt!

“Well I already do if she's inspiring you to pursue your passion! I need to meet the woman who has caught my best friend's heart.” His smile is wide, and his eyes crinkle at the corner as he makes plans to have you join him and Shanna that weekend for lunch.

As you walk out to your car, after exchanging numbers in order to confirm a time and place for Saturday's lunch, you feel what can only be described as a ‘lightness’ in your being you haven’t felt in a long time. The feeling carries you through the rest of the week, into a cute, yet funky restaurant–The Friendly Toast–where you meet up with Pete and are introduced to Shanna. She’s lovely. Shorter than Pete, with soft wavy brown hair and clear blue eyes that are set in her heart shaped face. Shanna is so sweet throughout the lunch as you get to know each other, and the ‘lightness’ and joy of having your best friend back in your life increases because now it feels like you’ve gained another friend! Towards the end of your meal, when you were asking Shanna about her family, Pete interrupts and casually says “Guess who Shanna is related to? Chris Evans.” You freeze with your fork halfway to your mouth. Pete continues on. “You remember him, right?” Shanna must already know we went to high school with her brother since she continues eating her meal, unfazed. Or she thinks you know him now that he’s a movie star. She doesn’t know how you feel about him. Used to feel about him. Right?!

You look up from your plate, Pete and Shanna are looking at you expectantly. The ‘lightness’ is gone, and your food feels like lead in your stomach.

“Yeah.” You exhale. Your best friend was dating Chris Evans’ sister. It really is a small world after all.

[the-ultimate-pie-family]

Loona revenge on the devil part 1

Satan: *takes control over surprise* u fuckin bitch how dare u insult me i brought u here to help u get back on ur feet and this is how u repay by insult me and question my power

Loona: suck my big fat dildo u don't scare me satan u never did and i have been improving u just haven't noticed u fuckin stubborn fallen angel

*satan then got really pissed stabbing her squeezing her heart setting her on fire saying*

Satan: then suffer on the surface u fuckin cunt *satan threw loona firey body to the surface*

*loona coughed up burnt blood her fur was burnt off and her skin was too a crisp she then said*

Loona: mark my words satan I'll get my revenge MARK my *her heart collapsed from getting squeezed too hard she fainted but beraly alive*

*many different bird and predator feasted on loona crispy body then a horrifying pony carried her back to his castle hours passed till loona woke up in a bed*

Loona: *she looked around slowly sitting up* a bed? How is this possible? I don't hurt my fur my skin it's? Back *shes ran to the mirror shocked that she could walk* how is this possible? Everything is back? Dah im naked!..... *she heard a door open covering up with a sheet ready to pounce she then pounced on a kid ready to attack* huh ur a kid?...... *gets off the mare and step back*

Rave: dad she's awake *she turn to loona* ur really lucky my dad found u loona

Blood: *teleports with a tray of breckfast food placing it on the nightstand* rave leave plz i need to talk to loona

Rave: *walks out closing the door*

Loona: *stays covered with the sheet looking at the food* why am i here? who r u?

Blood: names blood and i must say this here's ur clothes back i washed them for u

Loona: *blushes thinking he did something to her body* wat u do to me? My body it's

Blood: like new huh thank god for that but *he used his magic to fix loona hair by braiding it* their whole new look

Loona: *stares at the food as her stomach growled* may i then if ur not gonna kill me?

Blood: u may eat but when ur get dressed and come downstairs

Loona: ....... wait sir uh this may sound stupid but got any pain killers?

Blood: *he stood there shocked* uh yeah this is a new one i been working on enjoy loona *he place the pill on her night stand* i wouldn't do it it's still a prototype

Loona: i can handle it sir

Blood: hmm and the name is blood *he walked out closing the door going downstairs*

Loona: *she crushed the pill into dust making one big line of it* wow that's a big line oh well *shes snorted the whole line whipping her nose* shouldn't take long to take affect *she got dressed but started to get hot* hmm weird? It's nothing tho *she walked downstairs seeing it just blood there by himself* ur alone? Why?

Blood: my kids r at school im usually alone every morning

Loona: oh got any coffee?

Blood: coffee pot loona

Loona: thanks blood *she walked to the coffee pot grabbing the best dad ever cup by accident as she pour the coffee in the cup she started to feel extremely hot* *oh god is it my heat acting up?....* *she tries fanning herself off but it not working she started to get wet down their trying to control it but it's not working* b-blood?

Blood: huh *he was sipping his blood coffee turning his head to loona seeing her fucking her* wat the fuck?! *blushed red* loona u ok?.......

Loona: plz pleasure me blood plz im in heat i-i don't know wat happening my heat is out of control *she rubbed her pussy till she squirted onto the floor and a little on blood*

Blood: *he turned a deep blood red teleporting them to her room* u need to rest loona

Lonna: no need that cock of urs so pleasure me now

Blood *he stood there sighing* fine *he went to loona pussy starting to eat her out*

Loona: *she started to moan softly enjoying herself* mmmm k-keep go-oing and u be-etter fuck me with that c-cock of urs too *she moaned loudly squirting again screaming in pleasure* plz blood fuck me now I-I'm ready *she squirted a little more begging blood to fuck her*

Blood: *he insisted his cock in loona pussy thrusting in and out slowly*

Loona: f-faster damnit i want to be able not to move now shake those hips

*blood thrusted faster into loona pussy pounding into her hard loona screamed in pleasure moaning squirting multiple times loona mind started to fade all she could remember the pounding has stopped then she started to feel his cock in her mouth she sucked until he came she shalldowed everything like a good girl then she passed out*

*next day*

Loona: *wakes up sitting up looking around* blood? *she looked down seeing a mess he and she made last night* oh my god we did it......

*Blood came in to talk to loona*

Blood: how r u miss loona?

Loona: *she blushed* f-fine and sorry about last night

Blood: as long u enjoyed it i was happy to help u but now for the plan to get ur revenge on my brother

Loona: ur brother? *she thinked for a second* wait satan is ur brother?

Blood: yes now the plan i was thinking we sneak into hell unseen and assassin my brother

Loona: sorry blood satan is mine *she got up getting dressed with new clothes on but she then remembered he helped her with her heat problem she sighed* ok u can help me but we go by my rules got it?

Blood: as u wish loona wats the plan then?

Loona: i don't have one

Blood: eh? Uhm ok r we winging it then?

Loona: i guess but how do we get to hell

Blood: my magic

Loona: *shes looked at blood laughing* u can't do magic *shes then got slapped hard on her flank as she moaned softly* ok ok u-u have m-magic *she blushed blasting blood hard breaking her paw she then got sick from wat she did to bloods jaw*

*as loona was vomiting in a trash can blood healed her paw stitching his jaw back on*

Blood: ur an idiot sometimes

Loona: then think before slapping my ass u-u

Blood: freak?

Loona: *she growled but couldn't be mad at him because he saved her life and she knows she can never repay him for that* ......... it's fine just don't do it unless i say u can ok?

Blood: *he giggled* u r bossy miss loona heheh

Loona: stop giggling im serious *looks at the collar around bloods neck* hmmm

Blood: hey staring is rude u know

Loona: the collar and why

Blood: ........sorry miss loona that's personal

Loona: hmm?....... ok can we fight now?

Blood: finally i been waiting for ur orders *he used his holy magic to summon a portal to hell*

*when blood and loona jumped threw the portal satan was waiting for her but not his own brother*

Satan: so u teamed up with loona huh brother too bad I'll have to kill u both rip them apart *he walked away*

*the demons of hell started attacking loona and blood*

Blood: *pulses the demons back summoning a keyblade* jump loona now *he threw the keyblade in the air*

Loona: *runs jumping grabbing the keyblade getting thrown by blood to satan*

Satan: huh? *he turned around getting stabbed by loona keyblade*

Loona: *shes twists the keyblade deeper into satan not holding back her rage* this is for everything u said to me *she then kick satan to the ground stabbing the keyblade into his opened wound going threw the ground trapping him their* and that's for setting me on fire *she then broke all his limbs* that's leaving me for dead and most importantly *shes stomped on satans skull crashing it brains going everywhere* that's for ripping my heart out *she then collapsed knowing she got her revenge and her body can finally rest in pease*

*days went by not knowing she was brought back to life with a new heart inside her*

Loona: *she slowly woke up seeing kids around her* huh??....... *she tried moving hearing a door open* h-helllo?

Blood: kids time to woke up loona is up now

*bloods kids ran out going outside to play*

Loona: *sits up* is he really dead??

Blood: *nods* yes he's dead u did it *he smiled hugging her* now how about some food miss loona?

Loona: *she smiled and nodded on the food* yes blood I'd like that

Blood: when ur ready come downstairs *he teleported downstairs*

Loona: *she looked down knowing she should've died in hell but she felt her heart beat again she started crying of joy* damn u blood...... *she went downstairs seeing blood and his mom pinkie pie*

Pinkie: hi sleepy beauty so glad u could make it

Loona: thank u miss pie *she sat down at the table beside blood* thank u blood for everything

Blood: ur fine loona *he sipped his blood coffee patting her head scratching her ears*

Loona: *her foot stomped on the floor enjoying it* ooooh yeah thats the spot mmmmmm

Tags for @askloonablog

[mckenziestownhouse]

ASTROVATIONSSSSZZ!!!! PT TWO

HEY STINKABUTTS! YALL WERE SO NICE ON MY LAST POST AND I REALLY APPRECIATE Y’ALL!!!! LETS GET INTO IT!

idk bout y’all but virgo placements think they’re almost NEVER IN THE WRONGGGGGGG BITCH SIT DOWN NEOW!

if u think CAPRICORN MOONS never ever ever wanna talk abt their emotions??? virgo placements are just as stubborn if not worse

sag moons are cool n all but they have the worst temper(undeveloped are just ignorant i can’t apologize for that) sit down as well stinkabutt

they ALSO snap quick asl if they feel some type of way abt u and are SLOWWWWW asl to get over

ex. my mom n sister have this placement and WHEW! i cannot and will not! they’re firecrackers and can go from enemies to home girls in literal seconds.

i have love for virgo placements(earth placements in general) and am literally surrounded by them but y’all need a lil something strange to chill y’all the fuck out!

cancers are horny man, unprovoked freaks and all. they’ll tell u abt some freaky ass shit they’re either thinking of or their freak ass experiences out the big blue sky.

that one aquarius/pisces dom person yk? they do not care abt any of ur drama bitch they’re in their own Solar system.

when people say u will be around/crushing on/surrounded by the sign that is in your 7th or 11th house..THEY ARE NOT LYING!!!

ex. istg my 11th is in virgo and EVERYWHEREEEEEEE i go i see a damn VIRGO!

i have leo placements and a cancer sun and i wake up in the morning ALWAYS thinking abt how dramatic or chaotic i can be today—it rarely happens though.

i have a FIRM belief that leo placements do not like being around people who can just naturally take the spotlight bc we wanna be in the spotlight. word of advice: PLEEEEAASAAEWW refrain from being jealous of those people, it’s not cool or cute.

cancers are LOUDSDD whenever they’re around their friends or feel they’re inna safe environment.

i feel like leo mercury’s try to adjust their tone or wtv whenever they’re talking to certain people

as a cancer, i hate cancers

ex. i knew 3 people in middle school who were cancers and they weren’t even whiny—they were just dickheads middle schoolers and bullied me for being fat chile!!!! + i have 2 relatives who are cancers and they’re just annoying like…

do NOT be fooled! aries can most definitely be followers! for the right leaders??? oh baby they’re falling right in line, front n center.

aquarius’s love sitcoms, watching youtube, watching old tv shows, they just love watching random shit tbh.

two things a pisces loves to do? be right and argue if someone tries to play w them abt being right!

they’ll get on u too! don’t play!

earth placements will really put u onto the coolest shit tho—it can be literally anything and they’ll probably know a little something abt it

sagittarius’s, scorpios, and air signs just naturally attract people

pisces can have the most EDGIEST humor. it’s not even edgy sometime just fucked up.

water and earth signs are touch-deprived, love-deprived, every-deprived. u name it and they’re deprived from it for sure.

the virgos, pisces and scorpios ik LOVEEEEEEE calling themselves pretty and hyping other people up (PISCES FOR SURE) and they absolutely deserve to

scorpio risings will always randomly leave or end up wandering around like a two year old

earth and water placements will EAT!!!!

air/water placements live for doing the purest/nostalgic shit like pinky promises, making friendship bracelet, watching the TV shows they watched as a kid yadda yadda yadda

capricorn moons and cancer suns can be very nice, mother-like, nurturing, etc. but they will stop that shit if u don’t take their advice and act like an ass!

air/capricorn moons been done w life ever since they were fresh out the womb

libra/air placements always have somebody harassing or trying to bully them

ex. 1 of my friends is always getting harassed/bad-mouthed by her teacher unprovoked and it’s so weird.

one thing a capricorn w aquarius and sag in their chart is gonna do is sit PRETTY ASF AND UNBOTHERED

ex. FLO MILLI AND TIFFANY POLLARD!!!

the sign u find annoying MAY be in ur big 6 or u have a lot of that sign in ur chart

ex. i have leo placements and leo suns???? absolutely insufferable

fire placements will say some shit then do the exact opposite of what they said

neptune in 4h are SCATTERBRAINED TO THE FKN MAXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

scorpio risings do be enjoying occult shit

a scorpio and aquarius duo may seem toxic and…it is..but it works :DD

idk it’s just me but cancer in ur big 6 automatically indicates crying when u argue w sb

to any placement this applies to (👁👁) stop explaining yourself u don’t owe anybody shit

u simply will not be able to understand the elements u lack the most cuz bitch u don’t have it!

ex. having 0 earth placements indicates u won’t be able to fully understand why earth placements do what they do, u may find them weird

i believe having a mix of two or more elements gives u the opportunity to connect w any elements

people w 8h, 9h, 11h placements don’t usually have in depth connects w people who don’t have those placements, they just aren’t fully understood

ima continue to get on virgo placements cases every single time cuz i swear y’all be hanging on by a thread and i honestly wanna cut that thread.

[leviiattacks]

Hi, you're a very talented writer and your works are very beautiful. Can I request one where Levi's fem s/o does the ignore your boyfriend prank? Thank you so much and take care of yourself ❤️

author note :: thank youuu i’m glad you think that anon !! this isn’t good at all bc i’m just very sick and yeah,,, i’m sorry if this doesn’t live up to your expectations but i needed something to do and ended up finishing this. hmmm what is this is it fluff?? idk it’s captain levi and survey corps member reader though :-) requests are open so feel free to drop by if you’d like :D word count :: 3.4k 

you should NOT be bothering levi as much as you are because he understands you need your own space to relax sometimes

but come on... you’ve been ignoring him for an unreasonable amount of time now??

and he’s not talking about groggy ignoring, it’s not the type you do when you’ve just awoken from a restless night’s sleep

no. you’re talking to everyone apart from him.

and it’s driving him up a literal wall

did he do something wrong???

has he made a mistake so large that you’re too scared to bring it up???

are you finally sick of him??

will you break up with him?

levi winces when thinking of that specific question

but he’s the type to silently keep his worries to himself as soon as he sees any indication of a bad omen

currently, he’s mentally preparing himself for you to break the news to him any day now

but little does he know you’ve just pulled a prank hoping for him to whine and complain a little

the point of this all is to elicit an out of character reaction

;-)

the idea came from historia at first

her playing such a foul trick on ymir didn’t go unnoticed and little by little ymir’s resolve crumbled away throughout the day

she went quite literally ballistic trying to get historia’s attention

and watching it all play out made you want to try it out with levi

you’d be a FOOL not to

WELL!!!! the fun part about this is that you’re a bit actually, no. a lot, more stubborn than historia!!!

and instead of committing to the prank for a day you’ve chosen to see how far you can stretch this out

if you have to drag it out for two days so be it

you have good reason to

levi isn’t the most affectionate man, your relationship is kept a total secret from all of the cadets

meaning pda never happens

and,,, listen you would love to kiss him before expeditions without having to drag him behind your horse for cover

to be frank the back of a horse does smell rather unpleasant and it’s not as romantic as you’d like for it to be

honestly you’d rather have everyone stare and gawk in awe watching the two of you make out

seeing them put two and two together realizing what it is that’s going on between you and the captain would be hilarious

especially since reiner said last week he could never picture levi dating anyone

AND!! he even had the audacity to say he thinks someone like him would never date someone on the team

is it really not that obvious to them?

do you and levi lack chemistry?

silently fuming you walk away and even then none of the cadets get the hint

but you do think mikasa has known for a while. her senses are sharp and whenever she sees you and levi together she makes a u-turn heading in the opposite direction away from the both of you

but even if she does she isn’t going to tell anyone about it unless she’s directly asked so it’s not like the cat will be out of the bag any time soon

it’s silly getting worked up over reiner’s comments but it’s kinda disheartening having the relationship be kept a secret

and you thought even if it was there would be at least a hint of a rumour, like it should be decently obvious it’s been months since the two of you began to see each other

ESSENTIALLY, this is your plan to “accidentally” let the cadets figure it out

eventually levi will have to get restless enough to do something bold

that’s what you think will happen

but then the reality of the situation hits you at the end of the first day

he seems to be dealing with it just fine ?????

after giving him the cold shoulder he shows no signs of returning at all

...

WHY IS IT NOT WORKING???

mayday mayday mayday....?!??

red alert....?!??

you are about to bang your head against a wall he’s the one who’s meant to be suffering over this not you

but again, you’re stubborn and won’t give in easily

by the end of day one levi has approached you two times

two...

each time you’ve given him completely blunt responses

it’s frustrating you that he’s just dealing with it as it comes

and when he does speak to you it’s not to ask what’s wrong

the first time he approaches you is to ask if you’ve seen petra around which makes your blood boil a little because everyone knows petra has a big, fat, MASSIVE crush on him

you know he won’t ever reciprocate or anything for a number of reasons but you can’t help but feel annoyed

the second time he speaks to you is to ask if you’re willing to help hange out with some paperwork

??????

he doesn’t even look interested in asking you what’s wrong

honestly you would drop this plan but you’re in too deep now

may as well keep it up.

the second day rolls around and it’s not your best day

you burn breakfast

trip over a broom and hit your leg rather hard against the dining table

spill an ENTIRE cup of tea over hange’s important documents

and you haven’t slept a wink after overthinking your relationship status for hours on end

maybe this prank wasn’t a great idea

you’re hunched over the documents close to tears not knowing how you can save them now

there’s nothing you can do and even though you know hange will be okay with it, (they’ve never cared much for paperwork) you just don’t want to inconvenience them with this mess

“y/n?”

looking up you see eren standing by the doorway of the kitchen watching with a humored expression as you place paper towels over the disaster you’ve created

“captain’s looking for you.”

perking up a little internally you make sure to remain as disinterested as possible on the surface

“what does he need?”

“i don’t know he didn’t say.”

“tell him i’m busy.”

and that’s all that occurs during day two

you pass by levi and occasionally his gaze flicks to you but he doesn’t take any action to address you in public or in private

you end up going to bed even more disappointed than you were the first night

the prank definitely isn’t going the way you want and instead of it leading to levi cornering you in front of everyone and dipping you into a dreamy swoon worthy kiss it’s led to you developing doubts.

many doubts.

but you aren’t giving up any time soon, now more than ever you want to be reassured levi even wants this relationship because he’s not acting like it

it’s admittedly a bitch move on your part for pulling this prank in the first place but you expected him to ask how you were doing it has been forty-eight hours after all

if the roles were reversed you’d force him into a room until he would tell you

so you can’t explain his weird behaviour at all

maybe he doesn’t like you as much as you think

that thought makes your eyes sting at the corners

he’s always been reserved and a little lost when it comes to opening up but you’re beginning to lose hope if he finds it this hard to ask if you’re okay

drifting off to sleep before you can wallow in your thoughts any more you wish tomorrow is better

it’s the third day and to say you’re exhausted is an understatement

midday and you’re training in the sweltering heat

the lack of sleep you’ve had recently paired with your stress isn’t doing you any good

a little dizzy you attempt to hold onto a nearby tree for stability but end up somehow missing the mark by a MILE??

tumbling to the floor painfully you hiss at the collision and rub the back of your head which is now sore

footsteps approach you in a hurry and for the first time in days you’re face to face with levi

“you okay?” concern is very much evident in his voice and that eases your nerves

without you even responding he’s turning you around just to check in case

nodding wordlessly you try to get to your feet when you feel a shift.

your ankle without warning gives out on you and you’re sent crashing back down to the ground

closing your eyes and bracing for impact you’re pleasantly surprised when levi catches you by the waist

your weight is leaning onto him and you’re looking down to the floor

hange is yelling from across the courtyard telling levi to drop you off at the infirmary but he doesn’t need to be told that

his instincts do the talking for him and he’s already slung you over his shoulder and begins carrying you towards the base

“levi. put. me. down. this position’s embarrassing.”

he doesn’t respond and you can hear sasha and connie cackling at the compromising situation

swatting his back you’re huffing and puffing yet he’s still ignoring you

you’re being given the silent treatment but you suppose you do deserve it

sighing you deal with the stares you receive on the way there

this is levi and at this point nothing is seen as abnormal when he does it

you can’t really look behind you to see levi’s expression either but when a cadet walks past and mouths “y/n, what the hell did you do??” you know you’re in for it

eventually he reaches the infirmary and without even letting you get a word in he plops you onto the bed albeit a little rough

“what’s with the cold shoulder?” he places both his arms by your sides leaving you trapped

“i-”

“if you want to break up you can just say that instead of beating around the bush.”

you’re stunned by the harsh tone of his voice, he doesn’t have his usual soft timbre and your eyes glaze over in defense

“you want to break up?” your question hangs in the air

chewing at your lip anxiously you know if you bite any harder you’ll draw blood

“i don’t care. if that’s what you want, sure.”

oh.

oh no.

this isn’t going how you planned

nails digging into the flesh of your palms you hang your head low

he doesn’t care at all

if that’s what you want????? really???? that’s his response??? he won’t even fight for you???

it’s silent as he bandages your ankle and you’re burning in a mix of embarrassment and fury.

“i was just pull-” choking up in the middle of your sentence you feel yourself automatically frown

“i was just pulling a prank on you. you know how historia did with ym-“

really you’ve always been terrible at holding back your tears and a few spill over the edge and you sob

why are you like this why why why why why?????

yeah,, you get why everyone calls you overly emotional from time to time but really you swear you feel your heart shatter a little at how levi’s acting

shielding your eyes with your sleeve you cower away from him

lord have mercy.

levi wants to curl up into a ball and die from the wave of embarrassment that hits him

a prank.

a trick.

and he didn’t catch on.

and now you’re crying.

because he thought acting tough and cold in case you wanted to break up with him made perfectly logical sense???

spoiler : it didn’t make any sense...

but now it’s made him look like he hates you??

but he doesn’t hate you

no, no, no. not at all.

he could never hate you.

you’re always willing to help anyone out, you’re genuine, always say sorry even when you don’t need to, unapologetically yourself at any moment, you’re fearful yet push it all aside to be courageous and most of all he loves your little hobbies because who in their right mind actually enjoys gardening??

he’s convinced people who say they like gardening are looking for something unique to make themselves stand out but really you enjoy it and it’s quite cute

ok, ok no more getting side tracked whilst talking about your love for plants

he could name so much more he admires about you but he’d be here all day

“i tried to talk to you yesterday but after you refused i thought you hated me and wanted to break up. that’s why i was acting like that just now.” he slowly tries to explain his point to you

“i know i’m hard to love so when you began to ignore me out of the blue i figured you didn’t want to-”

cutting him off without giving him the option of finishing his sentence you’re wide eyed in horror. he was NOT meant to interpret the prank this way.

“levi?? for as long as i’m alive i’ll never get tired of you. i promise.” his heart rate shoots and the intense magnetism between the two of you becomes stronger by the second

you pause for a second gathering yourself.

“and i’m sorry i should’ve thought about how you’d feel. the reason i did it was stupid.”

levi kneels by the bed and takes your hand in his, he graciously lifts the sleeve of your uniform and ducks down to press a soft kiss onto your wrist.

your heart flutters seeing him be so careful and gentle with you and bashfully you look away

guilt overwhelms you at that moment because you really are horrible for putting him through all of that.

levi cares for you he does

he may be silent about it and not the best at being public with it but you know how he feels.

you feel it in the way he looks at you

you feel it when he helps you mount your horse

you feel it when he double checks your harnesses before expeditions

you feel it when he tends to your injuries

and, you definitely feel it right now when it sinks in that he was acting like he hated you just so you wouldn’t feel bad if you really did want to break up with him.

he’s always been bad at picking up on hints and cues so you now understand why he interpreted it as you wanting nothing to do with him

of course he wouldn’t ask how you were if it looked like you wanted to skin him alive

“what was the reason for the prank?” he inquisitively asks genuinely wanting to know what it is he can do for you

“i...” you’re wandering off and suddenly don’t want to tell him

“i wanted you to kiss me.” you whisper in a rush

he cocks an eyebrow up even more lost. “i kiss you all the time?”

“i mean, in front of everyone else.”

he blinks and his mouth forms into an “O” shape

it’s a little awkward now

he doesn’t bring it up again so you assume he doesn’t like the idea of letting everyone know just yet

and that’s okay!! you respect that!!

after all, you can’t get mad at him for it, it’s the best choice.

you don’t want people to accuse him of having bias towards you and it’ll probably upset petra and hinder her performance if her crush just suddenly starts dating out of nowhere

your gaze is back on levi and he’s now double checking the bandage on your ankle after tending to it

“you can’t walk for a few weeks.” he tsks

“be careful next time.” he’s always been blunt when he does show he cares and you warmly smile after not talking to him in days.

you feel the need to apologize again

“to make it clear i really am sorry, i should have thought more about you.”

he scoffs and rolls his eyes

“i’m overjoyed that my beautiful girlfriend doesn’t want to break up with me. now, stop moping around about it i’m over it.”

he scoops you up effortlessly and you wrap your arms around his neck.

“y/n, for the record, i’ll work on not jumping to the worst case scenario first.”

you love this aspect of your relationship

being able to understand how your flaws impact the other and choosing to make changes or adjustments

it’s sweet and you must be smiling like an idiot when thinking of it because levi blows a puff of air onto your forehead knocking you out of your daydream

feeling a little less light headed than before you notice he’s walking back out towards the courtyard

why is he doing that...?

“you’re walking in the wrong direction?”

“no i’m not.” he replies with a smug grin

oh my god

no he isn’t

oh my god

is he???

you’re bright pink in the face as you turn to look at him panicking when you hear hange’s group returning

eren can be heard arguing with jean as per usual and now you’re smacking levi’s chest even harder

“you don’t have to do this no, no, no. it’s okay really.” it’s funny how you’re begging him not to do what you’ve been waiting on for three days

but you really don’t want him to feel like he has to do this

as if he’s read your mind he replies. “i’m doing this with my own free will.”

he gives you one last grin and pushes you up against the wall, your back is against the cold yet solid surface and you tense up

oh god. it’s happening he’s diving down and it’s as if everything is moving in slow motion.

gradually you feel the familiar feeling of your heart jumping out of your chest

both of your lips mould together, he’s hoisting you up again preventing you from slipping away. hungry hands grip at your thighs and a knowing smile twitches across his mouth.

nipping at his bottom lip he groans and you nearly forget why it is he’s kissing you

that is until you hear a SCREAM from your right

“eren what the fuck are you yelling at?” jean’s voice can be heard scowling in the distance but you’re too distracted by levi’s mouth to care

eren must be speechless because nothing is heard until jean reaches the scene

“OH. MY. GOD.”

“WHERE IS REINER??? HE’S NOT GONNA BELIEVE THIS.”

“you’re both overreacting.” mikasa makes her appearance and you’re not sure if she’s seen you and levi yet because your eyes fluttered shut long ago

“Y/N AND THE CAPTAIN????? WHY ARE YOU JUST STANDING THERE MIKASA??” eren’s voice sounds so distressed you guess you’re right for assuming he may have had a crush on you at some point

“it was obvious, i don’t know how no one else knew.”

finally levi pulls away and you’re panting practically gasping for any traces of air

“what you looking at brats?” levi snaps in their direction and mikasa nonchalantly shrugs and walks away

jean and eren however, dash away at LIGHTENING speed probably on their way to let everyone else know of the shocking new development

levi pecks your forehead and you nudge your nose against his.

since that day you and levi have been able to get away with a lot more pda

you can hold his hand and stare at how pretty your hands look laced together

you can nuzzle your face into his neck without any questions 

you can loop arms with him and even if he acts like he doesn’t enjoy it he genuinely does like walking around with you latching onto his bicep

although he still prefers the privacy of his office he’s more than happy to give in once in a while

and at the end of the day you’re ecstatic because there’s no more kissing behind your horse!!!

GONE ARE THOSE DAYS

wooHOO

honestly, you’re over the moon about it 

and so is levi

:-)

[astrowithkaro]

Hey can u do sept 17 for language of birthdays thanks ❤️

Language Of Birthdays: September 17 - Virgo

[You can find the rest of the series here; or check out my masterlist]

The Day Of Perseverance

Whether creative or not, September 17 people are known for their perseverance in achieving goals. Although it may take them many years (they seem to like it that way), they are not only capable of building a career and attaining stature, but also managing to stay on top for some time. Those born on this day are heavies, difficult to get around and even more difficult to suppress. Once their course is set for an objective, no matter how high or humble, they are virtually unstoppable. Although they can be very enthusiastic, for the most part a high seriousness and commitment colours practically everything they do.

Facing obstacles and overcoming them is par for the course for September 17 people. They are not typically ones to crush opposition with a lightning blow, but rather wear their opponents down with relentlessly applied pressure. They themselves operate very well under this same pressure, and are rarely prone to nerves or a fatal lack of self-confidence in critical situations. It follows that they can be relied on to perform in difficult and trying times.

Although they can be creative, most September 17 people are physically tough, admirably stubborn, left-brained logical thinkers; they organize their thoughts consequently, and reason that if A is true then B must of necessity follow. Those born on this day have a strong feeling for justice and a fair settling of disputes, and will not only insist on being treated fairly but also on being recognized for their accomplishments. Not surprisingly, September 17 people can make excellent lawyers or arbiters.

Generally September 17 people favour the status quo, although they may work for gradual change to better existing institutions. Even the most radical people born on September 17 will eventually find their place in the Establishment. Perhaps this is due to their feeling for structure, literal expression, and dislike of disorder and anarchy. Those born on this day can often be found on the side of conservationists who value the preservation of living things and folk traditions.

Despite their conservatism. September 17 people have a strange sense of humour that sets them apart from their fellow man. They are capable of doing the most ordinary things in an eccentric way. Usually they are not as serious as they seem and if in relaxed company can be a lot of fun. They do not reveal this side of themselves spontaneously, however, so particularly those who work with them may never see it.

September 17 people rarely go out of their way to impress, shock or attract others. They are highly self-contained, having little need for the kind of adulation or nursing that could leave them vulnerable to the vagaries of human whims and feelings. For them, emotion is a serious thing, and not to be expressed at the drop of a hat; therefore when they say "I love you" the words carry some significance.

Strengths:

Persistant

Tenacious

Undaunted

Weaknesses:

Conservative

Fixed

Heavy

Advice

Whether September 17 people have sedentary- or dynamic professions, they should engage in quite strenuous physical exercise, since they often have a tendency to gain weight. Cutting back on fats and excessive protein will be vital to their health, particularly if they wish to avoid cardiovascular difficulties. Those born on this day do best when satisfying their sexual needs in a permanent loving relationship. Whenever possible, they should avoid physical and emotional confrontations.

Judging others may be your worst habit: try to be more accepting

Make time for fun; goofiness and silliness are nothing to be afraid of

Get out of the way and let others come through

[imaginesmai]

Peter Parker - No more fondue on my watch

This got a little out of hand... Hope you like it @peterwandaparker​​!

Plot: Peter and you have been together for a while now, but nothing can go past Captain America eagle’s eyes.

Warnings (or notes): SMUT or nearly smut, but there is a dick. And this is Peter Parker x Rogers!reader. Let’s be honest, there is a bit of Stony

You bit your lip, uncrossing your legs and doing it again just by pure nervousness. Or boredom, that worked too. There was a ray of sun that had moved since you had arrived the length of the table. If you fixed your eyes there for a long time, just like you had been doing, you could see it moving; and it was the most entertaining thing you had done since you had woken up. And you had woken up really, really early.

But that’s what you got when you lived in another district, you wanted to look presentable for him, and your father was Captain America, who could have a heart attack if you were late once more. Who wasn’t as punctual as your father was Tony, the engineer who still was in his lab for sure.

You weren’t uncomfortable in the tower, but you had places to be instead of the living room. Like, your boyfriend’s room.

“Hey dad” you tried.

Steve was wearing what you called ‘I’m gonna meet my crush’ attire. Tight grey shirt, black jeans and a fairly big amount of hair gel. He was reading a book of his list of ‘things I missed under ice’, which in your opinion was too long and boring. But he insisted in completing it, maybe just for the sake of Tony, who wrote it.

He raised a brow at you, his eyes not leaving the book but letting you know that he was aware. You coughed to make you sound as casual as possible, because sneaking out on Captain America wasn’t easy.

“How… much longer?”

“I don’t know” he gave you the same answer for the fifth time. “Whenever Tony finishes what he’s doing. It’s not like you have anything better to do, Y/N”

You bit your remark about your plans; any plan, actually, was better than waiting in the compound in silence since seven in the morning.

“But I’m hungry” you said, and Steve raised his head finally. You contained the proud smirk.

“Didn’t you have breakfast at your mother’s?”

Steve Rogers was a man of a diet. He didn’t have chocolate, sweets, fried stuff or anything that could be bad for health, and he forced anyone who lived with him to have 5 meals per day. The thing was that you were still a minor, and you didn’t always live with him.

Your mother and Steve didn’t have the perfect relationship, you could say. They were both wonderful people, but too stubborn to get along. So it pained you to lie about her, but that was the only way to get around your dad.

“Not really, since you woke me up at five” you almost barked, still hurt that he had blasted your phone away. “But mom wasn’t awake and there was no milk”

“I can’t believe that’s how she raise a child” Steve tightened his jaw. “What’s next? Telling me you had pizza for dinner?”

With extra cheese, actually

“No, dad” you lied again, salivating at the thought of pizza. “Can I eat something or should I starve to death?”

Steve was quiet for a while. He was against every type of snack; and if he ever pardoned one, was that tasteless rice pancake without fats, sugar or salt. It felt like eating cotton. He looked at the clock of his wrist, and sighed, going back to reading the book.

“Try not to raze Tony’s pantry, please” he gave up. “And don’t eat anything that has … just try to avoid eating Nutella from the jar”

You chuckled and hoped off the sofa, speeding to the kitchen. Closing the door behind you, you marvelled at the huge space in front of you. It was probably bigger than your father’s and mother’s apartment. Without wasting another beat, you walked to the fridge and enjoyed the opportunity of the free card of food.

The fridge was full of things that you couldn’t even name, but you were more than aware that that’s who Tony was. You contented yourself with a ham and turkey sandwich. Knowing you weren’t going to go back to your father, you made another one and reached for the bag of chips in the top counter.  

You were just putting everything in the tray along with two juices when your phone sounded.

Petey-pie [9:39]: i’m getting up early 4 u

Petey-pie [9:39]: hurt not to wake up by u smashing a pillow on my head

Petey-pie [9:39]: where are u

You sent a quick reply, telling him to stop being so needy and that you would be there in a minute. His room was on the other side of the compound, so you weren’t worried about running into your father; besides, luck seemed to smile at you, because you heard Tony’s voice from the living room greeting him.

And you knew that Tony was enough to keep your father busy for a few hours; after all, he didn’t put the ‘I’m gonna meet my crush’ attire for nothing.

You picked up the tray and tiptoed toward the other end of the kitchen, where the door for the main hallway was. You ran past your ‘room’, the one you used when Steve went on a mission with the Avengers and didn’t want you to stay alone, or with your mother. That he wasn’t living there anymore didn’t mean he wasn’t a part of the team, much to your mother dislike.

There weren’t many things there, but you quickly changed from your boots to soft padded socks with small cute bears decorating. Once you were comfortable enough to spend the whole morning there, you closed the door of your room and skipped to his.

Peter wasn’t facing you when you opened the door, but rather looking out of the window daydreaming. He turned around once you were in, and gave you the most beautiful smile you had ever seen. He still had his eyes swollen by sleep, and his pyjamas were on. But he seemed awake enough to pick up the tray from your hands and set it aside, cornering you in the bathroom’s door and locking your lips.

You smiled into the kiss and raised your hand behind his neck. Peter’s room smelt a lot like Axe, a bad habit in your opinion that he had gotten from his dad mentor. The window was half open and his bed was still undone, which gave you a sense of home that you hadn’t felt in a while.

Peter’s lips against yours weren’t nice, but demanding. He pressed himself against your body and cradled your head with his hand, tilting it so that he had better access. When you ran out of air, he teared away and looked at you with a lovestruck gaze.

“Hi” you managed to say, out of breath. It came out a little high-pitched.

“I missed you” he whined, and pouted like a puppy. Your heard literally broke with his look, so you leaned forward and kissed him again.

The spring break was hard for everyone. There was no highschool, and even if it was good news for every teenager, for you wasn’t. It meant you couldn’t see Peter every day, that you lived with your mother during the week, and that you could only sneak around your father some weekends. Peter was probably who felt it the worse, since he was a rather clingy boy, and had made it known in the three months you had been together.

Peter broke away to keep pressing kissing on your cheek, nose and forehead. They were light kisses, so fast that you ended up giggling and tossing between his arms. When he felt like he could let you go, he gave you a final peck and stepped back.

“Breakfast in bed” he said, giving a side glance to the trail of food. “Is it any special service?”

“Only for the best” you chuckled, and walked to the bed.

Peter’s bed was probably the softest one. When him and May had moved over, Tony had made sure he spoiled Peter rotten. With May’s help, they bought him the comfiest cushion, the nerdiest stuff and the best computer. He didn’t accept half of it, but the bed was different. You let yourself be drowned in it, pale blue sheets surrounding you and making you feel like in a cloud. You closed your eyes and rested your head on his pillow, that smelt like him and made it ten times better.

He followed you close, and you felt the bed dipping under his weight. Slowly, he crawled until his head was resting in the space between your neck and shoulder, and you could caress his hair. His body was covering yours, and when Peter threw the covers over the both if you, it felt like you were in your own perfect little world.

The tray laid forgotten on the desk as Peter curled into a ball by your side, hugging your body as if it was his personal pillow. He tangled your legs together and intertwined his fingers with yours. When he was comfortable enough, he talked, and his hot breath hit the side of your face.

“I missed you” he repeated.

“I missed you too” you answered, turning your head so that your noses were touching.

“You know what I missed the most?” Peter asked, and by the smirk on his face, you knew that shy-Peter wasn’t making an appearance. “This”

Peter’s hand rested on your bare belly, and from there he kept going down. He was met with the hem of your trousers, a baggy sweaters that you had snitched from your mom before leaving that morning. Peter’s skilled fingers started undoing the knot of the front, and his body rocked against yours slowly.

“I hope you know what you’re doing” you teased.

By any answer, Peter shifted so that he was hovering over you, his hand still placed between your bodies and his eyes boring into you with burning love. He gave you a lazy, lopsided smirk and finished with the knot of your trousers.

He didn’t bother in tugging them down, but sneaked his hand down and his thumb touched the lace of your panties. He didn’t have to look to know they were the purple one, because he knew your wardrobe by heart; and because with the spider bite, came a constant flood of teenager’s hormones.

Your skin was soft and warm against his finger’s pad, and he gifted you with a soft grunt that made you clench your thighs and trap his hand in between. Peter chuckled.

“I don’t think I can stand another two weeks without seeing you” Peter said.

“Let’s just enjoy the moment”

And that’s exactly what you did.

Peter kicked off the covers and let his lips be lost against your neck. They nipped, kissed, licked and bit your whole neck, never leaving any mark but testing your limits. He knew where to touch you to make those noise, and he spent his time there. His hot breath hoovering over you was enough to make you come on your panties.

But he didn’t have enough, so he ended up tugging your pants down and off the bed and letting his hand be lost in your pussy. He ran one lazy finger up and down your lips, parting them and creating a delicious friction against your clit.

“Peter – Peter, oh – wait – stop, Peter!” you cried out an pushed his hand away.

Peter’s eyes almost got out of their socket and you saw panic filling his features. He was off you in a second, and what a sight. His hair was messy from tugging too much, t-shirt gone and pyjamas pants holding a tent of its own. You bit your lip and squeezed your eyes, begging to yourself to last a big longer.

“Get inside” you moaned, opening your legs again. “Please – please, I need – I need –“

You hadn’t seen Peter move so fast in his life. He was standing in front of you when you blinked, fighting with his pants and boxers at the same time. His erection bobbed up and down until it almost touched his stomach, and you were sure he was as turned on as you.

You were about to take off your t-shirt and mount him yourself when the door was kicked open and both Peter and you screamed.

“Y/N!”

“Peter!”

“Dad!”

“Mr. Stark!”

You didn’t think the mood after not seeing your boyfriend for two weeks could go down so fast, but it did when a very flushed Tony Stark and a totally mortified Steve Rogers opened the door of Peter’s room. You covered yourself the best that you could with Peter’s sheets, and he took the pillow to hide his dick.

“What the hell were you doing?!” Steve screamed, and you had to remind yourself that it wasn’t a good moment to say ‘language’. “What – why are you – Y/N Rogers, you’re so grounded!”

Your father’s face was as red as his shield, only discerning from an apple by the blue and white of his eyes. Tony’s shock seemed to be wearing off, and he was simply leaning against a the wall with a hand covering his evident smile.

“Haven’t you heard of knocking, dad?” you asked, your voice still too high for your liking. “You can’t just burst into someone’s room”

“I can’t – I can’t?!” wrong answer, you guessed. “You can’t do… that! And with him!”

“Mr. Rogers, I – “ Peter tried to talk.

“Shut up” Steve growled, and Peter’s Adam apple bobbed up and down. “Listen to me, you end this right now. And don’t ever expect to see him again.”

“What?!” you let the sheets fall to your lap, exposing your thankfully still covered front. “You can’t do that!”

“You don’t get to say what I can and can’t do!”

“Steve –“ Tony tried.

“I can! You only see me on weekends, I live with mom! You can’t say who I can and I can’t see!”

“Then maybe you will come and live with me” Steve said, and your jaw dropped. “Get dressed. I’ll – “

“Just because mom and you don’t love each other anymore doesn’t mean I can’t love someone!” you screamed out.

The room got silent, and Steve actually paled. The thing about him was that he wasn’t a bad father at all. Your mother had thrown you at him when you were younger, and even if she loved you, you knew that most of the arguments came because she loved to make his life impossible. Steve was patient, loving, funny and cared for you like no one.

But he was also afraid. Afraid of you going to parties, afraid of you getting a sleepover, and afraid of you having a boyfriend. The man had lost so much, that it terrified him that he could lose you too.

For the first time since he had heard the noises in Peter’s room, he got to finally look at you. You had tears in your eyes, your cheeks red and your lips pursed as if when you were going to cry. He knew what a bratty teenager was, and what he saw in your eyes wasn’t the tantrum you throw sometimes when he didn’t let you go somewhere.

He looked at Peter, then. The boy looked even more devastated than you. With just a pillow covering his lower half, Peter was chewing on his lip and looking at Steve lacking all the respect he always had. There was only desperation, and Steve felt bad.

“It’s not about that” Steve whispered, and sighed. Even if he didn’t age like normal people, he felt like greys hair coming out. “How… for how long, you know? This?”

“Three months” you whispered back, and a tear rolled down your cheek. You quickly caught it with your finger, and rubbed a furious fist against your eye.

Steve slumped against the wall, and closed his eyes tightly. There was a headache coming his way, and at full speed. His daughter with Tony’s son protegee, his daughter doing… that with Peter, and his daughter growing up and him being left behind.

“Just – just be careful” Steve made a small grimace and coughed it away. “Say goodbye, we’re leaving. And please… next time lock the door, Parker”

You knew you had to talk about it with your father, that he wasn’t done, but for the moment, he muttered a quick goodbye and left the room. You felt like your heart was beating again. Tony had a smug smile on his face, and rose up from his leaning position too.

“And here I thought you didn’t bring girls home because you were a shy boy” Tony teased, and Peter felt like dying. “We’re talking about this later too, Pete”

With that, Tony left and the door was left ajar behind him. It was silent for a while, until Peter’s knees gave away and he sat beside you in the bed. The pillow fell to the ground and he put his elbows on his knees, covering his face with his hands. The decision of not saying anything was for the sake of your father, because you wanted to wait until he had everything figured with his feelings for Tony in case he felt obligated to stay away for you.

You raised a hand and placed it on Peter’s shoulder, and you swore he gave a small relief sob. Your suspicious were proven when he finally said something.

“I can’t believe that just happened” he whispered. “I thought I was gonna die”

“We’re not off the hook yet” you joked, and kneeling in bed, pressed a small kiss to his neck. “But for now we’re okay”

“Yeah”

Peter gripped your hand on his shoulder and gave it a reassuring squeeze. He looked at you sideways, and attempted to smile. It was shaky and hesitant, but it was enough for you. Even if you hadn’t been dating for long, you had known the boy for your whole life, and you didn’t want to think what to do without him.

“I should get going” you muttered, and crawled out of bed. “I don’t want him any angrier”

Peter stood up too, and even if the mood had been killed and felt more like throwing himself off a window, he pressed his lips against yours one last time. Not a second after you had moved your hand to cradle his cheek, a barking voice came from the hallway.

“No more fondue when I’m around!”

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P R E F E R E N C E #4 - U N P R E T T Y

A K U T A G A W A

“You can’t just keep running away from me.” You would finally break the deafening silence, your hand grasping onto his wrist preventing him from walking away. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Akutagawa would argue stubbornly, ripping his hand away from you. “This. This is exactly what I’m talking about. The second things get uncomfortable, you leave me. You leave me here to worry, to fret, to make myself sick over whether or not you’re safe.” Towards the end of your statement, your voice would grow thick with emotion, the tears betraying you as they rushed to the surface of your eyes. You didn’t like arguing with him. You didn’t like spending your limited time being upset with one another, but this was necessary. Communication was necessary. “I’m going crazy, Aku. Just please. Please let me in and then maybe I could understand, maybe I could help. I just feel like you’re holding me captive here,” Akutagawa would let out a dark, humorless snort as he would turn around to stare at you menacingly. “Captive? Prisoner? Worry? What you don’t understand is that I’m trying to keep you safe. There is a big fat target on my back at all times, Y/N. And because you’re stupid enough to associate with me, that means there’s one on your back as well. Do you have any idea how much I worry about you? How often I rack my brain trying to assure that your safety comes first?” His words were laced with desperation, his hard exterior crumbling before your eyes as you watched him deteriorate. This was the first time he had really let his guard down to tell you all this. “Aku, I can take care of myself—“

“I don’t think you understand that you are my life now, Y/N. I will protect you at all costs. I will do whatever it takes. You-You don’t see the monsters I see everyday, you don’t know of how ugly this world really is. The only reason why I know is because I am the ugly and the evil.” Dropping his head in his hands, your mouth would drop. How could he say that about himself? “You are not ugly and evil. You’re good. Your heart is warm, and your soul is pure. You’ve just been through a lot and have some wounds to heal and that’s why I’m here.” Lifting his chin with your thumb and forefinger, you would be surprised by the tears that trickled down his cheeks. “I just wish you knew how much you mean to me. I’m not doing all of this to make you feel imprisoned, I’m just trying to protect you.” He would sniffle, tortured eyes locking on your own. “I know you are. I’m sorry for getting upset with you. I just need an explanation as to why all of this is necessary, Aku, you understand, correct?” You would ask, watching as he nodded his head slowly. “I just don’t want to lose you.” He would whisper softly, his eyes darting away from yours that were filled with compassion and understand that he just felt he didn’t deserve. “You’re never gonna lose me.” Were your last words before you pressed your lips to his, electricity radiating through both of your body’s.

-

D A Z A I

“I can see so much going on in that head of yours.” You would smooth the wrinkles between his furrowed brows, your fingertips gently tracing down his face. “And yet, you continue to selfishly keep me out. Quit leaving me in the dark, Dazai. Please let me know the real you.” Your pleading words would cause him to wince, his eyes clamping shut in pain. You wanted to know the real him, but were you prepared? Prepared to know who he really was? Prepared to know what he’d done? Prepared to know that he himself was a killer? “There are things that are better unheard and unsaid sometimes.” Turning back to his desk, his face white as a ghost, you would stare at him first in shock then with anger. “You know what? Enough.” Slamming his laptop closed and pushing the papers off the desk in a blinding rage, you would swing his chair around so that he was forced to look at you. “I’ve had enough. I’ve had enough of not being able to help you. Enough of watching the pain in your eyes knowing there’s not a damn thing I can do to help you recover from the things that you have seen. I want to help you. I don’t care if you think I’ll see you differently, I don’t care if you expose me to something that you don’t think I’m prepared for, all I care about is you and you alone. And I’m exhausted of trying to read between the lines. I’m not Rampo, Dazai. You need to free yourself at once and tell me before it’s too late because I swear to god if I have to be the one that buries you six feet under, I’m going to piss on your grave.” These were words he had never knew you were capable of saying, the harshness intertwined with the urgency showing him that you were no longer going to endure being left in the dark. It was words he never wanted to hear, but words he needed to. Words to know that you meant business for once and for all. Dropping before you to his knees, he would clutch your slacks with his fists, tears racking through his body as he hid his face in your knees. “D-Dazai...”You would say in surprise never seeing him before in this state. Hands finding your way to his head, your fingers would stroke through his shaggy locks desperately trying to calm him but it wouldn’t let out. Soon, you would join him on the ground where he would tell you his story without breaking eye contact the entire time, fearful the moment he looked away you would have time to perceive him as the monster he knew he was. “You are a different person now, my love. Nothing will ever change what you mean to me. Your heart is pure.” You would utter, pulling him to your chest as you comforted his tortured soul. It was not too often Dazai allowed you to coddle him as he always enjoyed the feeling of coddling you, but this time he was too tired to fight it. Relaxing into your arms, he would let out a sigh, his eyes closing as he drank in your sweet aroma. “Don’t ever leave me Y/F/N. I really think my reason to exist would cease completely the day you were to walk away.” Pressing his head against your heart, he would sigh peacefully at the soft thuds, thankful he had you in his life. “I will never leave, Osamu Dazai. Not ever.”

-

C H U U Y A

“What is wrong with you?” His words would be calm, though it would be blatantly obvious that a storm was brewing behind his words, the anger building with each syllable. “You always asks me what’s wrong, what’s going on, if I’m okay when you should really be asking yourself that. What’s wrong with you, Y/N? Are you really so mentally unhinged that you would really allow yourself to stay with someone who’s main purpose in life is to serve the Port Mafia to kill and to be a weapon? Do you really even hear yourself sometimes?” His words were cruel, his temper unyielding as he stared spitefully back at you hoping to warrant some kind of reaction. Much to his dismay, however, you would simply just stand there, staring back at him blankly. “Are you even listening to me? Y/N, I don’t understand how someone as intelligent as you could really choose to be so stupid. I am one of the most powerful people in this affiliation and with power comes danger, yet you stick around. You’re so idiotic and naive,” You could hear the desperation in his voice as you continued to stare at him, your eyes narrowing ever so slightly. “That is quite enough, Chuuya.” Taking a step towards him, he would gulp at the calmness in your eyes. How were you not even flinching at his words? “You may frighten everyone else, but you don’t for a second frighten me. I know who you are. I know what I was signing up for the moment I fell in love with you and learned the truth. I am not stupid. I am not dumb. I am not idiotic. I am not naive. Which is why I can see what you’re doing: you’re trying to push me away because YOU are the one that is scared. But you have met your match, Chuuya-San. Because I am just as stubborn as you and I will never allow you to push me away. So, do your worse. Hurt me. Tear me apart. Damage me. You won’t do anything to make me leave you; to make me love you less.” He would stare at you, mouth parted in horror, eyes scintillating with complete fear. Very few had ever been willing to stand up to him like this; to put him in his place with little difficulty. Among these people you were the least intimidating and yet, he had never once felt the need to relinquish so much in his life. He had messed with the wrong person. “Y/N, I—“ He would choke before taking a step toward you, his face unreadable to most. You, however, could see the desperation hiding under those cold features. He didn’t mean it, of course he didn’t. He was only scared, you knew this. He needed you, arguably more than you needed him. Approaching him, you would grab his head and crush it to your chest giving him a tight, sincere embrace. Body melting into you, Chuuya would fight the tears that brimmed to your eyes. You were thankful he couldn’t see yours. “I’m sorry, Y/F/N. I don’t deserve you.” He would utter, lifting his head to meet your own wet eyes. Kissing away your rolling tears, he would pause as you began to shake your head. “That’s when we get into trouble, Chuuya. Can’t you just understand that we deserve each other? That we’re both lucky to love one another?” This would make him smile, as he leaned in to press a gentle kiss to your lips. “We are very fortunate, indeed.”



[hqrafael]

hi   angels   !   i'm   sophie   ,   i'm   20   (   v   nearly   21   ...   whew   )   and   i'm   a   gmt-er   !   i'm   currently   trying   to   ♡   all   the   intros   i   come   across   so   that   i   can   read   in   depth   once   this   is   posted  &  appreciate  all  your  beautiful  muses   😓  this  is  horrendously  rushed  but  pls  love  &  plot  with  me  regardless  !

did  you  just  see  rafael  beaulieu  pull  up  on  campus  for  the  new  semester  ?  they’re  the  TWENTY  TWO  year  old  in  KAPPA  THETA  SIGMA  right  ?  i  heard  they’re  a  VICE  PRESIDENT  .  it  makes  perfect  sense  because  they’re  HUBRISTIC  ,  but  at  the  same  time  SEDULOUS  .  i  wonder  when  the  black  sheep  is  going  to  drop  the  big  secret  that  they  GOT  A  GIRL  PREGNANT  WHEN  HE  WAS  EIGHTEEN  BUT  KEPT  IT  HIDDEN  FROM  EVERYBODY  IN  HIS  LIFE  .  anyway  ,  i  constantly  hear  them  blasting  NO  HALO  BY  BROCKHAMPTON  ,  tell  them  to  keep  it  down  ,  it’s  quiet  hours  .

S T A T I S T I C S 

full  name  :  rafael  elijah  beaulieu nickname/s  :  raf  ,  beaulieu   age  :  twenty  two pronouns  :  he  /  him  (  cismale  ) sexual  orientation  :  bisexual  &  biromantic star  sign  :  aries   aesthetics  :  an  intrinsic  skill  in  knowing  when  to  switch  on  the  charm  ;  pearly  whites  bared  for  all  to  see  ,  living  your  life  based  on  whim  &  emotion  ,  pushing  yourself  to  breaking  point  just  for  the  thrill  of  it  ,  a  stubborn  stray  curl  dusting  your  forehead  ,  a  polite  smile  soon  followed  by  an  insolent  eye  roll  once  their  back  is  turned  ,  a  cross  chain  that  dangles  against  collarbones  in  rather  uncompromising  positions  .

A  RUN  THROUGH

in  terms  of  his  family  history  &  such  ,  that's  something  i  still  need  to  plot  through  with  charley's  mun  so  we'll  skip  over  the  minor  details  of  that  for  now  hehe  

what  i  DO  know  is  that  his  family  is  very  religious  .  religion  is  something  that  raf  has  kind  of  been  torn  over  for  ,  well  ,  MOST  of  his  life  .  when  he  was  younger  it  was  something  he  found  a  lot  of  comfort  in  ,  but  as  he  grew  older  he  just  felt  ???  restricted  ???  judged  ???  he  didn't  feel  like  he  fit  in  ,  so  internally  he  distanced  himself  more  &  more  until  he  just  reached  a  point  where  he  felt  like  he  just  didn't  care    .  of  course  he  still  keeps  up  appearances  for  his  family's  sake  ,  but  the  passion  is  no  longer  there  for  him  .  

talking  of  religion  ...  he  knocked  up  a  girl  out  of  marriage  &  has  been  hiding  it  for  the  past  ?  4  years  ?  oops  ?  SJSJS  it  was  a  lil  one  night  stand  that  really  came  back  to  bite  him  on  the  ass  and  nobody  knows  about  the  kid  ...  like  ...  i'm  probably  thinking  at  all  ?  like  a  REAL  big  secret  :/  BUT  u  guys  get  to  know  all  the  deets  of  course  <3  <3  <3  she's  a  lil  girl  called  sunday  who  he  loves  with  all  his  heart  >:(  (  even  if  she's  a  secret  )  .  of  course  he  doesn't  get  to  see  her  all  that  much  ,  but  he  tries  his  best  n  sends  money  we  love  a  somewhat  supportive  baby  daddy  .

with  his  internal  distancing  from  his  religion  has  come  his  ...  Wild  Side  .  he's  definitely  the  first  person  you  hear  when  you  step  into  a  house  party  ;  and  the  last  person  to  leave  .  he  probably  takes  it  a  step  too  far  sometimes  but  :///  he  has  No  Limits  .  

all  THAT  aside  ,  he's  a  softie  .  yes  i  know  it's  cLiChE  but  he's  an  idiot  with  a  heart  of  gold  and  i  will  stand  by  that  !  he's  a  hugger  ,  he's  the  kinda  guy  who  will  sit  with  you  relaying  every  single  thought  that  floats  into  his  mind  while  you  cry  until  he  manages  to  make  you  crack  a  smile  ,  he'll  make  an  utter  FOOL  out  of  himself  just  for  the  sake  of  it  with  no  second  thought  i  --  

he  do  be  having  a  big  conceited  head  tho  😔  kinda  thinks  he's  the  best  thing  since  sliced  bread  ???  kinda  can't  take  any  form  of  criticism  ???  kinda  the  most  defensive  person  EVER  ???

WANTED  CONNECTIONS

best  friend/s  (  gimme  a  friend  group  or  give  me  DEATH  )

designated  drinking  partner

current  &  past  flings  

ex  gfs  ??  bfs  ??  lovers  ??  (  i  can’t  see  him  having  had  many  serious  relationships  but  ?  who  knows  )

fwb  >:)

unrequited  crush  

family  friends  

a  family  friend  where  his  parents  are  dead  set  on  them  dating  but  its  a  big  fat  NO  from  them

opposites  -  attract  friendship  where  they’re  probably  so  done  with  his  bullshit  but  he  clings  on  

rivals  

everything  :)

[jungshookz]

can you do a college ta!jimin where y/n is failing her class but she’s too scared to go to jimin for help even though he’s her ta bc every time she sees him in lecture she makes a fool of herself and is embarrassed bc jimin is also v hot

→ pairing: park jimin x reader

→ genre: university!au, ta!jimin, neRVOUS!y/n, tae and kook are the dream team from hell, joon is a try-hard but we still luv him 

→ wordcount: 2.5k

→ note: ok i was going to write this tomorrow but i couldn’t wait because i need ta!jimin in my life right now immediately so i’m soRRY if it’s short but IT WAS SUCH A CUTE IDEA and i needed to get it ouT into the world also fun fact: a girl that i met during my first month at uni told me all about how she fucked her friend’s psychology TA to help her friend get an A in the class and i need me a friend like that

(gif isn’t mine!) 

um

hi

quick question

why the FUCK did you think this astronomy course was going to be easy peasy

it was supposed to be your grade booster!!!!!

all you learn about are the STARS in the sky

they’re just flaming balls of gaS and you somehow are unable to grasp that concept for some reason

“how’d you do???” namjoon plops down in the seat next to you before looking at his own test and flicking through the sheets

you blink down at the test in your hands

49% written in an angry shade of red

you technically failed even though you were 1% away from getting a passing mark

this was the last chance to boost your mark before the final exam and you totally just bombed it

there are three midterms that you have to take in this course

which meant you had three chances to study hard and do well

you got 59% on the first one

63% on the second one

and this one?

49%

you droPPED not 1% not 2% but a FAT 14%

o boy

you have a feeling you’re not going to do too well on the final exam considering the journey so far

“i, uh, i did okay.” you shrug and stuff your test into your backpack quickly “how’d you do?”

“eh, i did okay too. 86% is fine, i guess.” namjoon murmurs and circles one of the questions on the test “i didn’t study as much for this one so that explains why i did more poorly compared to the first and second one.”

you peek over at namjoon’s test and let out a sigh when you notice his has a significantly less number of red cross marks

you love namjoon but you’re ready to smack the back of his head because you would be ecsTATIC if you got 86% on a midterm you barely studied for

“i’m probably going to go talk to jimin during office hours and ask for some help with the questions i got wrong. you wanna come with-“

“nO” you immediately curl into yourself and wince when namjoon mentions jimin

jimin

park jimin, if we’re being more specific here

he’s the TA for this class and let’s just say,..,,..,,. there’s a reason why the class filled up so quickly at the beginning of the year

he is drop-dead gorgeous

like unbelievably gorgeous

like sculpted from the gods themseLVEs gorgeous

soft, perfectly tousled raven locks

pretty brown eyes

the cutest button nose

and his lips

his pillowy lips that curl around certain words so perfectly and you’re always mesmerised when he takes over a lecture because he does this thing where his tongue will poke out and swipe over his bottom lip in the middle of his rant and you will never admit to anYone that you’ve fantasised about what it’d be like giving him plump bottom lip a lil kith once or twice or thrice

he has a couple ear piercings and you never thought you’d be attracted to that but oH boy you definitely are

not to mention he’s like???? so fashionable???????

most of the time he wears like a button-up tucked into a pair of slacks just to keep things professional or whatever but SOMETIMES he walks in in like a pair of ripped skinny jeans and a loose white tee and a denim jacket or something and that just gets your gears gOING

one time you caught a glimpse of his bicep flexing as he ran his hand through his hair and you literally couldn’t focus on anything for the rest of the class

(today he’s wearing a white button up tucked into a pair of ripped blue jeans and he has his thick black glasses sitting perfectly on his nose)

and!!!!! on top of that he’s the sweetest human being in the entire world

everything about him is just so utterly, frustratingly perfect

he gigGles very often and overtime he does that you’re pretty sure an angel is born in the heavens above

and he’s always super helpful with everyone

even though it’s pretty obvious some of the people in here approach him with the dumbest questions because they just want an excuse to talk to him he will anSwer those dumb questions and help them to the best of his abilities

you haven’t really had a conversation with him before just because this is a class with 200 people and you obviously aren’t going to elbow your way through the crowd just to stand there with nothing to ask him

the only question you can imagine yourself asking is “…..wat is a star” and u don’t want him thinking you’re a big ol dummy

however

the times that you havE interacted with him or the times that prove to you that he does indeed know that you exist have been awful to say the least

absolute humiliating

you don’t know why but every time you make a fool of yourself it’s in this class and it’s riGHt in front of jimin

when you were doing your presentation with a couple other classmates you kept stuttering over your words because jimin was in the front row just staring at you and you could feel your face growing redder than a tomato

you kept stumbling and missing important parts in the presentation so your teammates had to step up and help you a little and afterwards you apologised proFuSely and treated them all to a drink from starbucks

another time namjoon asked if you could go down to the front and grab his paper for him and as you were walking down the steps of the lecture theatre you missed a step and fell riGHT in front of jimin

so, in conclusion: jimin probably thinks you have a speech impediment aND you’re clumsy as hell

you’re just glad that there are only like 2 weeks of class left because that means you’ll finally be able to get away from jimin

it’s not like you want to get away from him

it’s just that

you can.,,.,. u can feel yourself starting to develop a tiny crush on him (spoiler alert you already have a fat ass crush on him you stubborn walnut) and that ain’t good because then you’ll be all sad and mopey because you know for a faCt park jimin is way WAY out of your league and there’s nothing you can do about it

“y/n.”

but you know what you should at least try and say something to him before the year ends because if you don’t you’ll probably regret it

“y/n.”

oR you could make an anonymous page on that ‘university crushes’ page (there are already severAL park jimin posts on that Facebook page so you’re sure your contribution won’t make a difference)

“y/n!!!!!!!” you jump when you feel someone grab your shoulder and you snap out of it immediately “what’s gotten into you?? i said your name like a trillion times!” jungkook furrows his brows

“what? what?” you look around frantically and-

what the heck

when did you get to the dining hall

“i said her name a trillion times on the way here and she didn’t reply to me either.” namjoon snorts as he picks up an apple from the fruit basket “she’s probably daydreaming about jimin again” he teases and you resist the urge to roll your eyes when you see slow smirks begin to appear on everyone’s faces

oh god

here it comes

“ooOooooOOOHH-“ jungook and taehyung begin teasing you and you whack their hands away when they reach up to pinch at your cheeks “our y/n has a little crush on park jimin!!!!!!!”

“i don’T have a crush on anyone!” you scowl and grab a carton of apple juice for yourself “cut it out, you freaks”

“aw, don’t be like that! it’s okay! he’s a very pretty person.” taehyung nods and grabs the juice box from your hand

“get your own juice box.” you snatch it back from tae’s hands before whipping around and heading towards the table where they put all the muffins and donuts (you’ve been craving something sweeT)

as you walk towards the table you turn your head so that you’re able to send a glaRE at your friends “i’m terminating this conversation because i do not want to talk about my crush on park jim- oH-!” suddenly you’re stumbling riGHt into someone and you feel hands grip at your waist to keep you steady while your own hands instinctively reach out to balance yourself

you turn your head back quickly ready to profusely apologise to this person for your clumsiness and that’s when you realise you just stumbled riGHT into-

p a r k   j i m i n

/…..FUCK

christ

jesus CHRIST

see

it happened again!!!!!!!!

whenever you do something humiliating jimin is riGHT there

“careful there!” he laughs lightly and you retract your hands from his pecs (ᵒʰ ᵐʸ ᵍᵒᵈ) immediately “you good?”

“great. i’m good!” you squeak out and feel your cheeks starting to warm “i- uh, are you okay? i’m so sorry, i wasn’t watching where i was going-“

“don’t worry about me, i’ll survive.” he jokes and your eyes immediately dart away because of your inability to hold eye contact for more than like fiVE seCONDS

“okay, cool, um, that’s good. ……anyways i’m just gonna pay for my juice box-“

“y/n, right?”

you immediately look back up at him

o god

he knows your name

okay okAY okay calm down just act cool you’re super cool you’re a cool gal!!!!!!!

[high pitchy voice] ʸᵒᵘ’ʳᵉ ᶠᶦⁿᵉᵎ

“yes. that’s me. i am her. i am y/n.” okay there we go we finally got there “you’re… jimin.” oOFhkj

u know what just shut up don’t say anything

“you’re the one who wrote about astronomy and its relationship with astrology, right?”

huh

oH righhhhhht that paper you had to write for astronomy

while you’re not good at exam-type things you’re pretty good when it comes to papers because it’s just you ranting about something but make it ~professional~ aNd also cite ur sources

“yes! that was me!!” you perk up because that paper was the onLy thing you were confident handing in in the class lol “i actually changed my topic last minute but i’m glad i did because i had a loT to say about the subject - b-but you probably already know that because you’re the one who graded it, hah-“ you reach up and scratch the back of your neck awkwardly

you catch a glimpse of the boys over jimin’s shoulder

they already paid for their food and they’re sitting at your guys’ usual table and while namjoon is shooting you a thumbs up and a dimpley smile both tae and kook are being iDIOTS

kook has his fingers curled like an ‘o’ while tae is sticking his finger through the hole and they’re botH wiggling their brows at you and you feel your cheeks warm even moRE

that’s so embarrassing

why are boys like that

whY are you friends with boys like that

namjoon scowls and whacks their hands down before pointing to their food and you can practically hear namjoon telling them to cut it out and just eAT you dumbasses

“i thought it was really well-written and very well executed. i enjoyed reading it, actually. i enjoyed it so much i read it twice!” jimin laughs and you feel your heart skip a beat when you hear his cute giggle “how did you do on the latest midterm?”

you’re not… particularly sure why jimin is stiLL talking to you

it’s not like you’re complaning or anything

you’re just confused 

..,.,.,is he just being friendly because TA evaluations come out soon

hM

“i did, um… let’s just say i could’ve done a loT better.” you clear your throat

you’re not about to remind him of your grades because u really reaLLy don’t want him to think you’re a moron  

“oh! i’m sorry to hear that…” he frowns and his shoulders droop slightly before he perks up again “i’d be happy to talk to you and help you out! i’m free at 5:30 this afternoon.”

“5:30 works for me! but don’t office hours end at 4?” you furrow your brows in confusion and your bottom lip pokes out a little in the tiniest of pouts and jimin uwus internally

“yeah, and?” he still has his bright smile on his face and you are just conFUSEd “i’ll help you out and maybe we can grab a bite to eat afterwards.”

wait what

wait hWAT

“are- are you sure? i don’t want to inconvenience you or anything-“

“don’t be silly, you could never. here, i’ll give you my number.” jimin plucks the pen out from behind his ear and grabs your hand and you feel your heart rate SPIKE almost immediately

you instinctively giggle when the pen starts gliding against your skin and jimin peeks up at you with a smirk “ticklish?”

you take your bottom lip in between your teeth and keep your eyes on your hand “a lil”

jimin clicks the pen and tucks it back behind his ear and you look at the digits that have been scrawled on your hand “alright, i have some more midterms to grade so i’m going to disappear but i’ll see you later?”

“yes, that sounds good” you swallow thickly because you’re still registering the fact that park jimin just,,, gave you his number

“see ya!” jimin waves at you as he starts to walk away and u literally almost scream when his right eye drops in a wink

you wave back at him shyly and press your lips together

what is going on

is this a fever dream

are you in a simulation maybe

and then you’re standing there just wondering.,..,,. what was THAT and also are u going on a….. date later

nO no no

don’t over think it

he’s just being nice

he’s a nice guy

jimin lets out a breath once he leaves the dining hall and he has to stop to let his heart calm down a little

god damN

that number thing was a bold move but he’s so glad you didn’t reject him or anything

hopefully you show up this afternoon otherwise that’d kinda suCK

he can’t believe it took him nearly two whole semesters to finally grow some balls and say something to u lol

better late than never!!

help me help you make your wishes come tru (aka send me a request)

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[imacrowcawcaw]

@oblvions @shes-outta-sight @lazingonsunday @karrotkate @satans-helper thank you all for the tags 💗💕

A buttload of info about me:

Last thing I read: "Lovers" by @satans-helper 😍😍😍

Favorite Book: The Merry Adventures of Robin Hood by Howard Pyle

Favorite Movie: Beetlegeuse

Dream Date: Imagine this: a nice, plush couch, covered in down pillows and fluffy blankets. There is a fire in the brick fireplace, the wood smoke combines with the scent of Nag Champa incense and the homemade treats that cover the low table next to the couch. There are brownies, bread rolls, cheeses, bowls of fruit, dipping sauces, cakes, sandwiches - a whole feast of my favorite foods. My partner and I would cuddle up on that couch, listening to my favorite symphonies on the record player in the corner and talking for hours. This isn't really a first date thing, more like an established relationshil date, but god I'd love to just spend an afternoon surrounded with my favorite things and my favorite person.

Do I have a crush?: Not really. There are people I find very very attractive (a friend, Sam Kiszka, Duff Mckagan in his 20s, Lucy Lui) but nobody that I'm actually romantically and sexually into.

Hobbies: Swimming, observing nature, browsing Pinterest, daydreaming, writing, reading, making art, singing, listening to music, love to cook

My favorite time of day: late afternoon, right before the sun sets. I'm usually free to do what I like, the temperature starts to drop, I can watch the sun... it's nice

If I could choose what I looked like, anything, what would it be?: I want tattoos, and more piercings, I'd love to change my hair color again - it's been natural for awhile but I think I want either burgundy or bright blue. WINGS! I kind of want giant, strong fairy wings, and maybe glowing eyes, a forked tongue, and tattoos that move and change (kinda like Maui lol)

Am I romantic?: Yeah, I'd say I am. I love to treat people, friends and significant others, but I'd be especially affectionate and romantic for a partner. I'm constantly buying gifts and things that remind me of them, cooking for them, planning dates and buying tickets for things I know they like, quietly taking care of stuff I know they need to do, cuddling, complimenting... I love to shower my partner in affection 24/7

My favorite kind of weather: Late Autumn, generally. About 55ºF, cloudy but not raining, windy

What do I like to talk about?: Lol I talk a whole lot and I've probably talked about everything at some point. One of my close friends and I particularly love to debate religion, mythology, magic, history, and the intersections of those. We also regularly plan heists and crimes lmao

My turn-ons: Long eyelashes, pouty lips, dirty hands (motor oil, paint, flour, etc), sarcasm, seeing someone get excited about something, compassion, casual physical affection

My turn-offs: Nastiness without a reason, knees (I just think knees look weird idk), Trump supporters, 100% pessimism (I understand being depressed or doubtful or being generally a pessimist, but if you adamantly refuse to see anything in a good light and try to ruin it for others f u c k y o u)

If I got a tattoo, what would it be and where?: ohhh I want tattoos so bad but I'm saving up and I'm not certain about some yet.... but I know that I'm getting a tree of life matching with my mom, I want mushrooms, pine trees, lavender, wildflowers (all for personal reasons). I'd also like to make maybe a charm bracelet of sorts with little charms for my favorite bands, books, movies, and other peices of media. I know that interests change and I might not like something in 30 years, but I see my life in periods of interests and I want to catalogue the things that shaped me

My pets: I have 3 cats - Pumpkin Pie, Lady, and Sweetheart

My dream job: I just want to live a free life doing what I want. I want to grow my own food for the most part, and raise animals, and paint, and write, and play music, and go on random adventures, go antiquing, decorate my home from my travels, learn without expectations - I don't want to exchange a fulfilling life for financial security from some mundane modern job.

My dream place to live: Secluded, in the forests of Oregon (or maybe Pennsylvania idk) on the bottom third of a mountain, on my own little farm

My dream vacation: I just wanna go explore historical landmarks and buildings

My dream house: A beautiful historical house -- like an 1870s American farmhouse, or a craftsman cottage, or a Victorian painted Lady, or maybe a New York brownstone -- filled with antiques and records and books and artifacts that I've collected. I LOVE antiques so much, everything would be of fine craftsmanship, it would be lavish and inviting and packed with interesting items at every turn (I want my house to be a curios shop lol) I also want a big ass kitchen and nice woodwork, I literally get horny over original built ins

My piercings: Sadly, I only have my standard ear piercings right now, but I think I'll get more soon. A nose ring, eye brow bar (yes I know that's so 2000s but I like them), probably 4 more on each ear, navel, nipples

If I had kids, what would I name them?: I love older, interesting names, so - Euphemia, Hartford, Monroe, Malory, Louise (me lol), August, Fredrick

My worst traits: I'm incredibly stubborn; I love talking to people but I'm awkward; lazy and don't care; I'm a bit of a collector/hoarder; I bottle up any anger or sadness I feel so I don't inconvenience others

My best traits: I love to give and help; I try to make people comfortable around me/in my home; I have excellent taste; I appreciate quality, culture, and creativity; I have many interesting interests that I'm eager to share and learn more about; I'm very creative

My worst fear: a painful death - I'm not afraid of dying, even though I'd rather not, I just don't want it to hurt

What do I want to eat right now?: Well, considering that I just ate my first bit of solid food in 3 days and immediately had to run to the bathroom... nothing

My favorite vacation memory: *blushes* my first kiss AND nearly my first time (we went like halfway): making out with this dude, son of my mom's friend, at my family cabin

My favorite city: I really don't know. Timber, OR, let's say

My favorite social media platform: Tumblr or Pinterest (does that count?)

My favorite article of clothing: My leather motorcycle jacket. I can't actually ride a motorcycle (trying to remedy that because *sexy*) but I got it a few years ago and it makes me feel so fucking badass. It's heavy, about 15 pounds of good quality leather, has lots of secret pockets in the lining and some cool looking zippers and studs, but nothing crazy. It's hella warm and comfy, I wear it everyday it's cold enough to

Do I play any sports?: pfft no. I like to swim, and I'm interested in baseball and tennis, but I suck at them and also I just don't like team sports

My favorite meal: What I order when I go to Buffalo Bills - a pesto/feta/mozzarella/Italian sausage/basil/tomato/garlic pizza, with homemade potato chips and chunky blue cheese dressing for dipping. If I had room, I'd finish with Marionberry cheesecake pie from Sherri's (but I am incredibly sick and have no faith in getting better enough so I feel like I'll never be able to eat like this again)

What am I excited for?: The winter holidays! I'm atheist, so Christmas is all about the personal stuff and non religious family traditions for me. I love the decorations, the music, seeing my family, baking, giving and receiving presents, it's all just so fun

What am I not excited for?: Cleaning my room, it really really needs it though. Also just continuing to live like this. I'm not suicidal, I'm just in a lot of pain constantly and I don't know what to do

When was the last time I cried?: an hour or so ago, I'm in loads of pain right now

What is something I hate about the world?: There's too much to choose from

What is something I love about the world?: children and nature

My favorite scents: vanilla, lavender, pine, Nag Champa incense, BBQ meat, pizza with basil, rosemary, my Dad's cologne

Cats or dogs?: kitties 💗

What kind of sleeper am I?: A weird one lol. I can't lay on my stomach for more than 15 minutes without it making me incredibly nauseous for the rest of the day, but it's also my favorite way to sleep cause its comfy somehow... I can't lay on my back without a pillow either, 30 seconds in and the nerves pinch so bad I'm screaming. I snore, and I sleep deep, but it takes a long time to fall asleep and usually only beeping or banging noises wake me up??? Like I said, I sleep weird

How long would I survive in a zombie apocalypse?: I really don't know. I have some skills and the drive to learn to fight, but I am currently, as I'm sure y'all can tell, very sick and I don't think I'd be able to live with so much movement and so little medicine

Am I trusting?: Generally, I probably trust too much but I'm not gonna stop

What fictional characters do I identify with?: there are many I like but none I identify with

My most common labels: Mom friend, butch, that weird fat chick (doesn't bother me tho), the well behaved daughter, old soul

My life's anthem: I really am not sure if this is a good anthem song but I love it so so much... Take Me In Your Arms (Rock Me A Little While) by Kim Weston - you see where I get my love of long titles lol

Problems I'm dealing with: my health and whatever painful sickness is wrecking me, figuring out what to do with my life, saving money, getting my anxiety under control, getting the house to actually heat up because I'm cold as fuck

How can someone win me over?: let me express my interests and feelings, show kindness, be funny

What is something people don't know about me?: Idk

Not tagging anyone, this took over an hour

[justwritethatdown]

Bechloe Week - Wednesday July 25

Drunk Texting

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This is kinda angsty...

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[Becs💕]:chloeeeeeeee

[Becs 💕]: I miss youuiuu

[Chlo♡]: I miss you too Becs 💛 are you drunk?

[Becs 💕]:yepp

[Becs 💕]:I hate LA

[Becs 💕]:I wamna come hone

[Becs 💕]:I miss sleepongwit hyou

[Chlo♡]: Ahah How much did you drink? 💛

[Becs 💕]:dunno im sad

[Chlo♡]: You should probably go to sleep, it's pretty late there... you can call me when you wake up 💛💛

[Becs 💕]:Amy tolf me notto wtite yoy

[Becs 💕]:but Im fine

[Becs 💕]:idk why thwy say not to text when youre drunk

[Becs 💕]:I kno exactly what im doing

[Chlo♡]: Yeah... wait to read this in the morning and you'll find out babe 😘 ahahah

[Becs 💕]:dont call me babe

[Chlo♡]:Why not? I always call you that 💛💛💛

[Becs 💕]:cus i love it when youcal lme that

[Chlo♡]: Makes sense...

[Becs 💕]: why didou kiss him?

[Chlo♡]: Becs...

[Becs 💕]:I was loking for ypu ibwanted to kiss you

[Becs 💕]:i wanto kiss u now

[Chlo♡]: We really shouldn't have this conversation right now Becs...

[Becs 💕]: why tho

[Becs 💕]:judt telk me whu

[Becs 💕]:Chloe

[Becs 💕]:iknow you redthat answer .e

[Chlo♡]:Go to sleep

[Becs 💕]:Ilove yo

[Chlo♡]: I love you too, now go to sleep

[Becs 💕]:no.not lile thaf I LOVE you

*Becs 💕 is typing...*

Chloe spent almost ten minutes staring at her cell phone before realizing that Beca wasn't actually writing a novel but that she probably just fell asleep while typing something, it was past 2 in the morning in Los Angeles after all and she was pretty wasted. Her heart was hammering in her chest, she couldn't sleep at all that night, waiting for it to be a decent hour in LA so that she could call Beca. She spent seven years hopelessly crushing on her and now that she decided to finally move on Beca decide to get drunk and drop this bomb on her. Now that they lived 2.797 miles apart.

Around 10am she noticed that the brunette wasn't typing anymore so she figured she must have noticed that and closed the conversation, this meant she was awake. Chloe tried to call her a couple of times but the other girl didn't pick up so she thought she must have fallen asleep again, until Amy told her she had talked to Beca that morning "what did she write to you anyway? She said it was too bad to even send me screenshots... And that she wanted to dig a hole and die in it..." "mh, she was pretty drunk..." answered the redhead trying to figure out what to do about it "she was! I told her not to text you, but she's stubborn" sighed the Australian "did she tell you?" asked the blonde without specifying what exactly "yeah... I think she did..." breathed out Chloe "I think you should tell her... you know? That you love her too. Don't make that face, we all know you are in love with her since college" stated the blonde "I... yeah, I think you're right..." agreed the redhead picking up her phone to call Beca again "she will never answer tho..." warned her Fat Amy walking to her side of the room. Chloe tried to call her another three tines but Beca didn't pick up.

[Chlo♡]:Becs answer me please

[Chlo♡]:We need to talk

[Chlo♡]:I know you are scared and ashamed... And hungover, but pick up the phone please

[Chlo♡]:I'm buying a ticket for LA.

[Becs 💕]:Don't!

[Becs 💕]:I don't wanna see you, please. I don't know if I will ever be able to look at you face again Chlo. I screwed up and right now I can't deal with it, my head hurts and I have to throw up and this conversation is just making me feel more sick

[Chlo♡]: Wow... you're rambling. How can you ramble through text?

[Becs 💕]:Nice. You think it's nice to make fun of me in this situation?

[Chlo♡]: To get over you.

[Becs 💕]:What?

[Chlo♡]:Last night you asked me why I kissed Chicago, that's your answer. I've been in love with you for seven years and I kissed him to get over you.

[Becs 💕]:Oh...

[Chlo♡]:It didn't work.

Beca's heart stopped. She read the redhead's words over and over again. Chloe has been in love with her, she tried to get over her but it didn't work. This meant she was still in love with her. She forgot about her headache and about everything else in the world, she dialed Chloe's number as fast as she could and the redhead answered right away

"Hey..." breathed out Chloe biting her bottom lip, her voice was weak and uncertain "Hi... I-I don't really know what to say, I just needed to hear your voice..." admitted Beca with a stupid smile on her face, her heart now beating faster than ever "how are you feeling?" asked the redhead with a tiny voice "I'm great! I mean I feel like shit, but I'm so happy we feel the same way and that I didn't screw everything up" "yeah... me too" said the redhead with a sigh "you don't sound happy though... a-are you okay?" asked the brunette "I don't know Becs... it feels like the worst time to do this, I mean we are on opposite sides of the-" "we can make it work!" interrupted her Beca "we are in the exact same situation you were with Jesse when you two broke up. The exact same cities... you already tried this and it didn't work, I dont know if I wanna risk our friendship for this" "that... that's not why we broke up..." "but that's-" "that's what I told you, yes. But... we broke up because I chose to live in Brooklyn with you instead of going to LA with him" confessed the younger girl "but Residual Heat found you a job here-" "and one in LA. I could choose... and I chose you Chloe, that's why Jesse broke up with me..." Chloe furrowed her brows "but that was your dream to go to LA... why didn't you tell me?" she asked "who would rather live with her best friends instead of her boyfriend?" chucked Beca "umh... me?" answered the redhead honestly "yes maybe... I just... I didn't want you to find out I had a crush on you" she admitted biting her lip. Chloe closed her eyes and took a steady breath "how long have you..?" "I... I don't know, one day I had no idea and the other everything was crystal clear, I think I've been in love with you from the start..."

Chloe felt her heart ache at that, how many sleepless nights and how many tears she could have spared to herself if she only had known. She felt a knot in her throat and tears started rolling down her cheeks "I..." she sniffed loudly "I'm... I'm sorry it's just... I waited to hear that for so long Becs..." sobbed the redhead "hey no, no no no please... please don't cry, you know I hate when you cry, it kills me and I don't know what to do. This-this is a good thing, I love you, it's a good thing" rambled Beca panicking "why didn't you do something about that? God, I sent you so many signals! Why did you always turn me down?" cried the older girl "I don't know okay? I-I was scared, I didn't know those were signals... I thought you were just very expansive... y-you could have been more direct about it" "you had a boyfriend! How could I have been more direct than telling you I wanted to experiment without making a fool of myself and make you run for the hills?" scoffed Chloe "why are you mad at me? I don't wanna fight, I wanna talk about our future" complained the brunette running a hand trough her messy hair, her head was killing her. "I don't know if we can have one, Beca. You live in LA and I have vet school here... I think it's too late" croaked the redhead "don't... don't say that Chloe please. We could be so happy, I want to make you happy! Just give me a chance please" begged the singer, Chloe could hear her best friend's voice trembling before she sniffed hard "you still love me right? P-please I need to hear it. Tell me that I didn't ruined everything, I..." sobbed the younger girl and the redhead left out a deep sigh and closed her eyes trying not to burst into tears again "yes Beca... I still love you, I am so in love with you it hurts..." she whispered "...it hurts so bad" she sobbed and heard Beca letting go an heavy sigh of her own "I wish I could hug you right now" she confessed "I miss your hugs, I miss the way you smell, I miss everything about you I just... I just love you. It feels nice to finally say it, I don't know how to stop" chuckled the brunette gaining a chuckle from Chloe too "yes it does" agreed the redhead "I love you so much" repeated Beca and Chloe giggled wiping her nose with the back of her hand "you kinda mentioned that" she joked before adding "okay, we can try this! But not now. We wait, you focus on your career, I graduate and then we can start dating. Agreed?" "But... you just started vet school, it would take five years" stated the brunette in shock "these are my conditions. You made me wait for seven years, now it's your turn. Take it or leave it" intimated the redhead, she held her breath waiting for an answer, maybe it was too much, to ask the brunette to wait for her for so long, but she really couldn't see a relationship work between them right now. The singer considered the offer for a moment, five years were a long time, but she would wait for the rest of her life if it meant to be with Chloe in the end "okay." she consented "but I will keep telling you that I love you anyway, and you can't stop me" she added as a warninging "I wouldn't dream of it" giggled again the redhead "and I will call you every day" she added making Chloe smile widen "sounds good... I'm glad you got drunk last night" "yeah me too" laughed Beca throwing herself on her bed. She hadn't feel this happy in a long while and if that's how things were going to be from now on, these five years won't be so bad after all.

[stevieang]

Love Among the Little Chairs  Chapter 1/?

Summary: A/U: Lia Accorsi is a preschool teacher of children with special needs, who loves what she does and loves who she is - a plus+plus size woman.  Her best friend and secret crush, the kindergarten teacher next door, is James Buchanan Barnes.  Little does she know, he’s crushing just as hard (maybe harder) on her and admires her as a teacher, cares for her as a person, and thinks everything about her is beautiful.  Will they figure out how to find each other?

Word Count: 2090

Pairing: James “Bucky” Barnes/OFC

Warnings: For this first time around, swooning, swearing, light fluff.

A/N: My first Tumblr post!  I hope you like it, and you’re kind whether you do or don’t.  Enjoy and I look forward to hearing your thoughts!

“Just another morning with little chairs and the little people that occupy them.” Lia whispered as she walked through the toy castles,  box forts, doll houses, and river rafts created by her students.  Each creator had asked her, no, begged her, to leave their structures set up on the rug so they could play with them the next day.  

She was hesitant, but when her teaching assistant and the Occupational Therapist who worked with her also started begging, she caved.  She knew that for her students, these were more than just playthings, they were testaments to new steps on their developmental ladder.

Lia’s first love had always been to fight for the underdog.  To stand up for kids and people that weren’t considered “enough” to make the cut - smart enough, able enough, thin enough, pretty enough, rich enough.  She had always been one of them, and she chose to make her career being one of their strongest allies and loudest cheerleaders.  Fuck everyone else who didn’t believe in them - she did.  

After graduating with a double master’s in special education and communication disorders, Lia set out in the world.  She grew up in a middle-class blue collar family where hard work was required and self-sufficiency was essential for success.  She was thankful that her life wasn’t a “Her family treated her terribly because she was different, and therefore she had less-than-no self-esteem” story.  Her family treated her with love and respect, and helped her grow into a cautiously confident woman who knew what she wanted.  

Sure, the world was full of assholes with their bullying side comments, rude stares and guffaws, and really hurtful jokes.  Lia knew that her world was better if it was smaller - she started slow when meeting new people, and once they were firmly in her confidence, showed them the full-on sarcastic beauty of her personality, and by then she had a friend and ally for life.   She was always going to have to watch out for the public humiliation fat girls got, but after she figured out a good mix of healthy lifestyle habits she felt “right” in her body.  She vowed to try her best to ban negative self-talk and was successful, most of the time.

Lia knew today was going to be busy.  All the kids had therapy which she helped to run which left her no time to write the 2 ed plans that were due before the end of the day.   All her students had moderate-to-severe special needs, ranging from physical disabilities that required walkers or wheelchairs, sensory impairments that made her an expert in finding and fixing glasses and hearing aids, and cognitive and learning challenges that made the world harder to understand and navigate.  

She loved every single one of them as if they were her own.  She’d been blessed to be able to interview and hire an amazing team of support professionals that made her and her students’ lives better (and much more interesting) every day.  There was a reason her classroom was used as a model within the district, and this team was it.

She snapped pictures of the rug-bound creations to send home and hang in the classroom later.  “You are always taking pictures, lady.”  Lia looked up and smiled at Madeleine, her lead OT.  Her grad student Madison (who also happened to be her daughter) walked in immediately after, bringing coffee and goodies that made Lia’s mouth water.  

As they all took a moment to sit and sip, they were joined in quick succession by the team physical therapist (PT), nurse, and 2 teaching assistants.  The adults *almost* outnumbered the kids, but each person was essential to her classroom’s success.  One look at the clock had them quickly preparing for the day and heading out to meet the students.  

The day was just about as busy as she predicted, with quite a few laughs (more than tears, so that’s always good).  She had no time for her paperwork, so she ran to the corner sub shop to grab dinner and coffee before settling in for a long night in her classroom.  

“Hello Ms. Lia”

She startled and giggled as Luke, the night custodian, came in for his rounds.

“I’ve been telling you for 5 years that after the kids leave, please call me Lia.”

“...and I��ve been telling you for 5 years that ain’t gonna happen.  You’re a teacher.  My ma would slap me if she heard me call a teacher by their first name.”

She sighed, impressed with his civility but a bit frustrated with her lack of progress with his stubbornness.

“How were the kids today? They sure were happy when they showed me their mudpies.”

Lia grinned.  “Sorry about the mess.  We tried to clean up as much as possible, but a few of the boys got away from us.”

“Don’t you ever apologize for those kids.  I’ve told you before, my son’s like them, and he is our gift from God.  Wouldn’t change a single thing about him.”

“Well, Mr. Luke, you are our gift.  Thank you for all you do for us - day in and day out.”  He quietly completed his work and bid Lia goodnight on his way next door as she returned her eyes to her computer screen.  She didn’t even turn her head when the door opened soon after.

“I knew you’d be back - you forgot to tell me you’d lock up after me.”  

“Sorry, what?”

Lia shrieked as the unexpected voice broke through her single-minded focus.  She turned, ready to defend herself with the prized ceramic mug her class made her for Christmas.

“Whoa!  It’s me, don’t shoot!”  The teacher from next door had his hands up, barely covering the big smile on his face.

“Jesus, James!  You couldn’t give a girl a warning!  Something? I don’t know - a knock maybe?”

His chuckle made her forget her irritation.  “Sorry, I just wanted to know if you wanted anything - I was going out to grab dinner.”  She and James often worked late.  Not only did they have neighboring classrooms, his class was the next step for many of her students.  They had first worked together on some administrative special education committee that had eventually netted some grant money for new technology and consultant time, and had gotten along very well since.

“No thanks, I knew this was gonna be a late one so I ran out right after the kids left.  How come you’re here?  Well, other than there aren’t nearly enough hours in a day.”

“Yeah, something like that.  Three ed plans to write, and we’re doing an experiment tomorrow that I want to make sure is completely set up before I leave.  Maddie and Madison helped me with it and the kids are super excited.”  Lia smiled at him.  He was a wonderful teacher and better, she trusted him with the kids he inherited from her.  

“That sounds awesome.  I’d love to hear about it, but if I don’t finish this stuff, I’ll never get home.  I’d like to catch my Thursday show live for once, instead of watching it on demand two weeks later.”  She snorted to herself, knowing how unlikely that was.  “Thanks so much for thinking of me, James.  That was very kind.”

They laughed together at the words they used with the kids all day long to foster empathy.  “You’re welcome.  Let me know when you’re leaving.  I’ll walk you home or grab a cab with you.”

Lia had already shifted her attention back to her work, giving him a half-hearted “sure, thanks” as she tried to regain her momentum and cross at least one thing off her list.  James gently closed the classroom door, and almost bumped into Luke as he made his way out.

“She take you up on dinner this time?” The older man’s eyes were smiling as he went about his routine.

“No, not tonight.  She’s busy.”

“That woman is always busy.  Busy isn’t a reason for you to take ‘no’ for an answer.”

“Well, it’s the answer I got tonight, Luke.  I’m gonna run and get dinner, do you want anything?”  As he caught Luke shaking his head, he walked down the steps into the comfortably cool night air, unable to shake a feeling that he couldn’t quite name.   After he got settled back into work, the text alert sounded.  Lia and he often texted room-to-room because they knew their plans would be completely derailed if they talked face-to-face.

Lia A: Thanks for the offer of dinner, that was nice.  Maybe another time?

JBB: Of course.  The school year is far from over, I’m sure we’ll have other opportunities.

Lia A: You ain’t kidding.  Alright, I’m out for the night.  My brain has officially shut down and no more work can be completed that won’t have to be redone later.  Have a good night.

JBB: WAIT

James ran out of his classroom and let out an exasperated sigh as  he saw Lia’s darkened room.  She’d done this before - texted him as she walked out the door, not letting him walk her home, and he wondered why.  They respected each other, helped each other, even leaned on each other during the inevitably sucky times,  but it seemed like every time he even hinted at something outside the work arena, she kindly but firmly declined.  He grabbed his phone.

JBB: Why did you do that?  I told you I would’ve walked with you.

Lia A: I know, but I peeked in and you looked like you were in a groove.  I didn’t want to interrupt that.  Plus it’s not far and I always carry my pepper spray and whistle.  I’ll be fine.

JBB: Did anyone ever tell you you’re stubborn?

Lia A: Mr. B, I am offended.

Lia A: Sigh. Yes.  In fact, it’s usually you.

JBB: Can you just let me know you arrived home safely, then?

Lia A: You got it.  Thanks.

James quickly packed up his messenger bag, took one last look at the room, and snapped a picture to send to Maddie and Madison, telling them how psyched he was to see what tomorrow brought.  He bid Luke goodnight, and headed home, cheered by the text alert that told him Lia was safely home.  

As Lia puttered in her little apartment, she thought, as usual, about her students.  Oh, who the hell was she kidding, she was also thinking about James.  He was so kind, so sweet, so helpful, so…smolderingly sexy.  She had been successfully immunizing herself against James’ more alluring attributes for as long as she’d known him.  

She knew he was a truly good person - heck, it was rare enough to find male special educators at the elementary level, but to find one as good as he was at his job?  It was like catnip - she found it incredibly hard to resist.  It didn’t matter - he wasn’t offering anything that she had to resist.   A while back, he told her about a girlfriend back home, or something like that, which had slammed shut the gateway to any hope of him reciprocating her feelings.  

Knowing this, she still needed to recite her mantra: “He’s just a friend.  You’re friends and co-workers.  He has a girlfriend.”  The mantra didn’t help a lot, particularly when he texted her at unexpected times - sometimes they were goofy, sometimes serious, but always sweet.  It was nice to know someone was looking out for you when you lived alone.

JBB: Did you catch your show in time?

Lia A: Sigh. No.  looks like I’m 0 for 5 this season.  S’alright.  More to binge watch this weekend.

Lia A: Thanks for checking in - good luck on the lesson tomorrow.  Can’t wait to hear how great it goes!

JBB: Welcome and thank you.  I’ll send you some pictures. Night.

Lia finished doing all the stuff that would let her sleep as late as possible the next morning and climbed into bed.  She laughed as she tagged her team in an Instagram post and sighed when she saw how soon the alarm would be going off.

James finished packing all the stuff he needed to hit the gym before work and smiled as he saw Lia’s Instagram post.  She had all her materials packed up and her clothes and lunch ready to go.  The caption turned the smile into something more, “The irresistible life of a preschool teacher.  You know you want it.”

“You have no idea,” as he plugged in his phone and let those thoughts lull him to sleep.

Chapter 2  

@star-spangled-man-with-a-plan @suz-123

[slyshyfoxy]

Hello earthlings,

I have came to write like i actually gotten a bad grade for my maths which is big fat F LOL!!! But ya anyways i have been very confused and gaining feelings left and right and not knowing actually what i want, and i realise like another thing is that i am listening to other ppl’s problem too in depth that i feel like they are kinda draining my energy a little LOL !

But anyways, i know i have done badly for my maths and probably physics too, i think i need change up the way i study, like try to complete the tutorials in the day so i can move on and understand quicker? anyways i have been going out with the new cliques these days and it is kinda crazy like how things passed so quickly, and i have gotten closer to marcus, kris, yumeme, varoy and thomas.  Well honestly, i was interested in thomas at first but his actions was kinda red flaggish thats why my feelings got turned off and i went to focus on myself where like also another thing like because i needed to focus on my studies and i was probably distracted by the cl and honestly i dont want to think about her anymore, such a waste of time honestly LOL !!!! But ya it is, and i think i have gotten to a more friendly level with yumeme ??? Idk why suddenly like i am crushing on her or smtg but some of her personality kinda turns me off LOOOL like she is quite stubborn and she doesn’t really know how to express herself properly. especially i still do not know who is that person she likes is?????????????????????????????????????????????? Well, time will definitely tell, sooner or later will be! Anyway, i think i am giving thomas another shot??? Like he was hanged over to me for quite sometime alr even when i am down or like i ignored him.  But still i’ll be continuing to be putting myself first like focus on my mental health and having everything in balance. Tomorrow i need to start planning out my schedule and start studying smartly and not dumbly anymore. Jiayous jenny stay in the present will ya? And ya photos dumps are here.I went to eat with yumeme and went to drink with kris marcus, yumeme and today i went to watch movie w varoy kris,marcus and thomas.  Well i guess they are quite solid people tbh. MVP -> Marcus, Kris, Yumeme , Thomas and Ahroi. Thanks for being my friends <3

- 28 oct 21 🥰💕

Ugh and ya I think best is just keep thinking meme is straight better, and will be better for me, like just keep focusing on myself, don’t confuse urself out with so much things ok? If u can fall for a guy this time round why not just try to fall? And don’t fall for meme, red flag she immature LOL she can’t give u the same amt of care unless she can prove that she likes me and give me the same amt of care but till then i need to focus on myself

[incrediblysincere]

[with a fake moustache] yes hello, it is i, uh, anonymous. uh. so. that post with questions about ur gf... how about uh. all of them

1:  what color is her hair?

Brown but she sometimes dyes it red!

2:  what color are her eyes?

Brownish green and beautiful

3:  how old is she?

20!!

4:  how did you meet?

thru a skype group with friends babyeyyyy

5:  is she ticklish?

the most ticklish…. like i can flutter my eyelashes against her face and she’ll have a heart attack

6:  what’s her favorite song / band?

i dont think she has one :0

7:  what’s her favorite movie?

UMM this is a good question i know she likes star wars and muppet treasure island

8:  what’s her favorite book?

also a good question she has told me about a lot uhhh... i dont know i think shes like me and has read so many books she cant pick a favourite

9:  what’s her favorite tv show?

star trek or osomatsu-san maybe

10:  who is her celebrity crush?

me… just kidding i dont know probably every pretty woman (mood)

11:  does she have any pets? Are there any pets she wants? 

she has 2 cats!! she probabyl wants… more cats

12:  what’s a song that reminds you of her?

like a shit-ton my dude, i have a whole playlist of them. she keeps me warm is a lesbian classic though

13:  does she play any sports?

sports? in this economy? (no shes gay)

14:  what are your favorite things about her (physically) ?

um shes fuckin stunning?? she has really soft hair and skin thats like, almost translucent in places (that isnt a roast babe i love it) and adorable freckles and big doe eyes and the shape of her lips and the way she looks when shes wears glasses and her hands are small in a perfectly holdable way and her stomach and thighs have just a bit of fat so theyre soft and beautiful and shes so lovely and pretty and i love it  

15:  what are your favorite things about her (personality wise) ? 

shes so funny, she has a great sense of humour and makes me laugh and she’s really generous, she helps people whenever she can and shes kind and so optimistic and even in the darkest moments she can find humour… shes passionate about what she loves and shares that with other people, and she’s stubborn and tough and creative and beautiful inside and out and i love her so fucking much

16:  how does she dress?

very gay… she lives in ireland so lots of coats and jackets naturally, wears her beanie a lot, and of course hoodies (and she has a tank top im fucking gay for)… dare i say icon?

17:  what was your first date (ideal first date if she’s just a crush)

i mean we are long distance so our first technical date would have been when i first went to ireland? i guess the first or second day when she showed me around her town and we got breakfast

18:  what’s a tiny detail about her that she doesn’t realize you’ve noticed?

well i think she knows i know the irish-isms she uses (like, grand) i don’t know if she knows ive noticed the shape of her lips… i mean its something i tend to notice but its so delicate, and good and beautiful, and kissable

19:  what are her talents?

art?? she’s so good at art and always has unique ideas about character design, the same with writing, she’s such a good writer and i love the way she writes characters and describes things and she’s great

20:  write a tiny poem about her

when the sky is changing colours for you

it’s dark for me

but i don’t worry because even on this side of the world

you are in my thoughts

keeping them golden

(this sucks oops)

21:  Does she have a tumblr?

ya its @galioverkill go follow her

22:  what type of things make her laugh?

uh me, hopefully?? no she likes weird humour, mcelroys, and the like.

23:  what’s her star sign? Are you compatible according to astrology? 

shes leo and uhh

“As two fire signs, one of them fixed and one of them mutable, Leo and Sagittarius share a warm love for each other. When they start dating, their sexual relationship might come as a surprise for both of them, for they will feel liberated to be exactly who they are with each other.“

nice

24:  what’s some place she’s always wanted to travel?

i kno she wants to go to california and probably will and maybe i will be able to join her !!

25:  what’s something she’s super interested in? 

Dungeons and Dragons!! We are in a campaign togethre and its rly fun

26:  when did you realize you loved her?

oh man... our 2 year anniversary was about a month ago so it had to be about 2 years ago. i cant say exactly when but i know just the fact that she made me so happy and made me laugh... it was probably in dec/january of 2015/16 ish

27:  what’s her favorite food?

she really likes rare steak withe pepper sauce and actually she got me into eating steak lol...

28:  what’s a food she hates?

wine... sorry babe

29:  what’s her hogwarts house?

iirc ravenclaw but she thinks shes a slytherin

30:  is she more Earth, water, air, or fire?

she makes me think of fire mostly!!! but also some earth

31:  what’s something that makes her angry?

homophobes, uhhhh her dad sometimes i think... the usual kinds of things but she doesnt get angry often!!

32:  is she taller or shorter than you?

taller... by like 1 inch

34:  what’s her name

Gali (im not gonna drop her real name here)  

35:  what’s her aesthetic?

cracking fires, warm houses in the snow, cozy blankets, hot cocoa, holding hands, pale skin, cats, snowflakes on eyelashes, warmth.

36:  what’s the first present you bought her/ plan on buying for her

im trying to remember... it was probably either a pokemon plushie or a video game... (first thing she bought me was undertale before we were dating and o boy i was gay)

37:  is she an early bird or a night owl?

night owl (GO TO SLEEP)

38:  what about her do you brag the most about?

probably how cute she is... becuase... shes really cute

39:  is there any accessories she always wears/ brings with her?

she always wears her tree necklace and the half of a heart necklace i gave her and in winter her beanie

40:  is she a vegetarian?

see the “favourite food” question... (no.)

41:  what’s her favorite subject in school?

i dont know if she had one in school but in college it was probably her uhhhh... digital... something... sorry babe i forget but i know there was one you liked?

42:  what highschool cliche does she fit best (think that scene in mean girls) ?

nerd... listen. its true

43:  how long have you been dating/ crushing 

over 2 years!!

44:  describe her laugh 

adorable??? giggly?? its best when u tickle her

45:  does she wear makeup?

no lol (mood) we’re both lazy gnc thots

46:  what’s her favorite art medium? 

ummm she likes doing digital art and looking at it also... she really likes music too 

47:  does she play any instruments?

shes played the ukulele before and also she can sing (she has a beautiful voice)

48:  what animal does she identify most with?

i kno she really likes corvids like ravens and crows... idk if tehres one she specifically identifies aside from cats maybe 

49:  does she like camping (or the outdoors in general)

i dunno :0 i dont think she goes camping often ... wait... the Germany story... she used to be in the girl scouts so maybe yes

50:  post her picture if you have her permission

here she is resting on my shoulder when she was over here

finally finished this for valentines day... love you so much !!

[tiefightrs]

all of them >: ))))))))

ur on

1: Do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed?✨answered 2: Do you take the shampoos and conditioner bottles from hotel?✨lmao i use the whole damn tube my hair needs my 3: Do you sleep with your sheets tucked in or out?✨answered! 4: Have you ever stolen a street sign before?✨no omg but i have stolen bella sara cards 5: Do you like to use post-it notes?✨sometimes 6: Do you cut out coupons but then never use them?✨answered 7: Would you rather be attacked by a big bear or a swarm of a bees?✨go d honestly a bear any day and it’s only bc a bear can’t buzz beside my ear 8: Do you have freckles?✨they show up once i get a tan9: Do you always smile for pictures?✨of course! 10: What is your biggest pet peeve?✨answered 11: Do you ever count your steps when you walk?✨nah 12: Have you ever peed in the woods?✨does outside in general count 13: What about pooped in the woods?✨no 14: Do you ever dance even if theres no music playing?✨yes and my parents hate it 15: Do you chew your pens and pencils?✨answers 16: How many people have you slept with this week?✨i sleep with my darth vader plushie everyday. i love him. 17: What size is your bed?✨twin but once i move out in getting a queen ohhh mama 18: What is your Song of the week?✨CHAQUITA BANANA CHAQUITA BANANA OBAMA19: Is it okay for guys to wear pink?✨yes what the fuck kind of question is this guys can wear any damn color they want to 20: Do you still watch cartoons?✨y e s and i always will 21: Whats your least favorite movie?✨answered but i just….. hate in secret. so much. what the fuck. i was trusting u oscar.22: Where would you bury hidden treasure if you had some?✨mmm honestly i would want to be buried in it so my shadow figure self can protect it 23: If you’re a girl, bra size? If you’re a guy, pants size?✨im a B cup even tho i’m fat i hate it ughh >:T 24: What do you dip a chicken nugget in?✨honey mustard 25: What is your favorite food?✨lately i’ve been craving soup so rn my favorite food is currently cream of mushroom soup 👅👅👅👅26: What movies could you watch over and over and still love?✨star wars (excluding the 2nd), grand budapest hotel, inside llewyn davis, moonlight, and tarzan 27: Last person you kissed/kissed you?✨answered 28: Were you ever a boy/girl scout?✨answered 29: Would you ever strip or pose nude in a magazine?✨depends on the magazine and what the article would be about 😩30: When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper?✨a couple months ago 31: Can you change the oil on a car?✨no 32: Ever gotten a speeding ticket?✨no! 33: Ever ran out of gas?✨nah 34: Favorite kind of sandwich?✨roast beef with tomatoes, lettuce, mayo and mustard…. uhhh my dicc is hard 35: Best thing to eat for breakfast?✨eggs and toast!!!!!! 36: What is your usual bedtime?✨answered 37: Are you lazy?✨YES38: When you were a kid, what did you dress up as for Halloween?✨a witch, cat, and my fucking favorite and final costume, guy fieri 39: What is your Chinese astrological sign?✨rabbit!!! 40: Are you horny?✨im feelin a bit trumpet-y rn 41: Do you have any magazine subscriptions?✨nah 42: Which are better legos or lincoln logs?✨legos!!!!!!! 43: Are you stubborn?✨a bit yea44: Who is better…Leno or Letterman?✨Neither 45: Ever watch soap operas?✨answered 46: Are you afraid of heights?✨not rlly 47: Do you sing in the car?✨YES and if it’s a special ocassion i’ll do a swedish chef impression 48: Do you sing in the shower?✨y e s i specialize in john denver 49: Do you dance in the car?✨yea50: Ever used a gun?✨no ew51: Last time you got a portrait taken by a photographer?✨god years ago i looked like a miniature version of my mom it was scary 52: Do you think musicals are cheesy?✨no! 53: Is Christmas stressful?✨yea bc i want to get my friends gifts and i stress about not having money then i don’t get them anything bc…. i suck a friendships 54: Ever eat a pierogi?✨ye55: Favorite type of fruit pie?✨answered 56: Occupations you wanted to be when you were a kid?✨i always wanted to be an author 57: Do you believe in ghosts?✨YES BITCH58: Ever have a Deja-vu feeling?✨like twice a day i hate it 59: Take a vitamin daily?✨no 60: Wear slippers?✨uh…. socks 61: Wear a bath robe?✨nah 62: What do you wear to bed?✨pjs and socks bc if i don’t wear socks i’ll die 63: First concert?✨i went in 9th grade to see these rock bands i didn’t even know but it was the last time i saw my friend before she moved to california64: Wal-Mart, Target or Kmart?✨target65: Nike or Adidas?✨don’t care 66: Cheetos Or Fritos?✨answered 67: Peanuts or Sunflower seeds?✨mmm peanuts 68: Ever hear of the group Tres Bien?✨Whom 69: Ever take dance lessons?✨i used to take ballet but i hated it and hid in the bathroom 70: Is there a profession you picture your future spouse doing?✨answered 71: Can you curl your tongue?✨yeah!! 72: Ever won a spelling bee?✨no i am. Stupid. 73: Have you ever cried because you were so happy?✨yes and it was mostly bc of star wars 74: Own any record albums?✨my parents do 75: Own a record player?✨my parents do!! 76: Regularly burn incense?✨no 77: Ever been in love?✨answered 78: Who would you like to see in concert?✨answered79: What was the last concert you saw?✨see back: my first concert 80: Hot tea or cold tea?✨HOT 81: Tea or coffee?✨tea 82: Sugar or snickerdoodles?✨sugar!!!! 83: Can you swim well?✨nah 84: Can you hold your breath without holding your nose?✨yes 85: Are you patient?✨a bit 86: DJ or band, at a wedding?✨uh… Guy Fieri and the Singing Sausages 87: Ever won a contest?✨im sure i have but i can’t remember 88: Ever have plastic surgery?✨no 89: Which are better black or green olives?✨NO OLIVES 90: Can you knit or crochet?✨no 91: Best room for a fireplace?✨answered 92: Do you want to get married?✨answered 93: If married, how long have you been married?✨whopping 0 days 94: Who was your HS crush?✨answered! 95: Do you cry and throw a fit until you get your own way?✨no! i’m not a baby!! 96: Do you have kids?✨no97: Do you want kids?✨NO98: Whats your favorite color?✨orange! 99: Do you miss anyone right now?✨answered but zoe.