#i kinda wanna try this with lia as well

[high-as-hope]

what does your soul look like?

A ROSE-COLORED SUN

You are warmth. You are hope. You are always reaching, and reaching. You have a great love inside you, and you are determined to share it with others, to warm them from the cold and empty void. But you give too much. You have torn yourself open, and now your light is stained with your own blood. Do you think yourself too reckless? Do you know how to stop? You are passion. You are a burning, bleeding heart. All look to you for guidance, for your comfort, but who will catch you when you fall? Never forget, no matter how many times you fade beneath the horizon, no matter how many times your sun has set, you will rise again at dawn.

tagged by: @turlums

tagging: @keepslore @valorcorrupt @extravagantliar & anyone else who wants to try it

[disneyprincemuke]

mrs all american * archived.

who is that guy in the andretti racing garage?

pairings: bother figures x fem!driver, 4lyfers x fem!driver

notes: lOLSIE OXOXOXOOXOOXOXO tell me if u want their smau too?? hehehehe

(series masterlist) | (📂 the sophomore year)

alex tilts his head, approaching his friends gathered right behind a crowd that’s formed in front of one of the racing hospitalities in the paddocks. “what are we doing here?”

“same sentiments,” george mutters, craning his neck to try and look over heads to see what’s all the commotion about. him and lando had been having a chat while walking in from lunch when they were greeted by a large crowd gathered and chatter filling up the air. “we’re just as curious as you.”

“but you lot were here first?” alex asks, scrunching his nose again, looking between his friends. “did andretti manage to score some big name or something for the weekend?”

“brad pitt, you reckon?” lando asks, raising his eyebrows. “nah, i don’t think so. has to be someone else.”

“maybe it’s just rocky causing terror to everyone again.”

george and lando exchange a stare and ultimately shrug with a nod. it’s not entirely impossible that it’s not the brand’s own driver who’s gathered a big crowd to watch her do something stupid.

“hey, why are there so many damn people? i just wanna take a nap before the parade.” the 3 turn around, shocked at the presence that’s announced itself behind them. the andretti racing driver stands in front of them, hands on the straps of her backpack as she looks at them curiously. they furrow their eyebrows. “what?”

“you’re not the one that’s causing all the commotion?” george tilts his head, pointing at the crowd of cameras and paparazzi behind them.

she shrugs. “i guess not. what’s going on?”

alex sighs, widening his eyes. “we have got no idea. we’re just nosey,” he takes a sip from his drink, “will you tell us when you find out later?”

she shrugs nonchalantly with a small smile. “sure. i’ll see you lads later for the parade.”

“are you hiding someone from me?” the girl, who’s just walked into the pitlane to head to the grid for the driver’s parade takes a step back with a clueless blink. “max keeps pestering me about the guest for tonight.”

she shrugs, eyebrows furrowed. “why do you just assume i always know more than you?”

liam shrugs as well, frowning. “i don’t know. there’s just so much commotion on our side of the paddocks today and i’ve got no clue as to why,” liam says with a frown.

realistically, she feels bad lying straight through her teeth to everyone. but she doesn’t need anyone messing with her when the truth happens to come out before the race starts. it’s just not something she thinks she needs.

besides, everybody will find out after the race. she will just explain herself then.

“i’ve got no idea what’s going on with our garage today,” she takes a sip from her pepsi, blinking at liam innocently. “guess we’ll find out later?”

“find what out?” oscar tilts his head as they come to a stop right by him and lando, waiting for the truck to start their lap around the track.

“why we’ve been so crowded with paps today,” liam frowns. “i’m not the centre of attention and it’s simply absurd.”

lando sighs, shaking his head. “i know. i’ve barely seen a camera pointed my way today and it’s our grand prix race. something is not right.”

she shrugs with a small grin. “someone kinda famous, i guess.”

“it’s not jacob elordi again, is it?” carlos pokes his head between lando’s and hers, furrowing his eyebrows. he turns to her, met with an unamused stare and head tilt. he shrugs. “just curious. who knows if you’re seeing him again?”

she looks around their huddle, suddenly greeted by curious stares and raised eyebrows. she throws her arms in the air and shakes her head. “i’m not seeing jacob again! i haven’t seen him since the miami race last year! please let it go!”

alex narrows his eyes down with a small smirk. “you sound like you know something about andretti’s special guest.”

“you liar!” liam screams.

“i don’t!” she turns to liam with her arms in the air. she turns to alex and scowls. “why are you stirring drama? i don’t know anything about who andretti’s decided to give their stupid pass to this weekend, okay?”

alex hums, pressing his lips together. “that’s not what logan told me.”

“why would logan know anything about andretti’s guest this weekend? i’ve barely seen him.”

he shrugs, “i really thought that would break you.”

“nice try,” oscar sighs, shaking his head. “you really don’t know anything?”

she shakes her head. “i really don’t. now can we please talk about something else?”

“i’ll see you later after the race?” a soft, familiar, higher-pitched voice says. “don’t forget to watch me, okay? remember: i’m in the andretti car. don’t watch the red bulls or the ferraris, just me. you’re here for me.”

liam presses his ear against the door as if he could somehow make out who’s speaking to whom inside the room.

you can only imagine his shock when he hears a man’s voice from the other side of the door. “suddenly i’m an andretti supporter. i don’t even like ferrari.”

he hears her laugh, followed by footsteps approaching the door. “i’ll see you later, my. love you.”

the door clicks, prompting liam to hurl himself towards the stairs leading downstairs, stumbling and sliding down a couple of steps. liam pulls himself up with the railing, trying to ignore the way he can hear the confusion as the door closes.

“what are you doing?”

liam hops up to his feet, one of his foot sliding off at the edge of the steps. he coughs to cover it up and shakes his head. “i’m just super excited to be racing in vegas.”

she tilts her head and furrows her eyebrows. “are you sure? is something wrong?”

he shakes his head. “nope. nothing.”

perhaps she will break the news to him after the race? he doesn’t think he’s ever heard her say that phrase to anyone, much less know anyone called ‘my’.

“you don’t have anything to ask me?” she bites down on her lip, trying to keep the laugh in.

truthfully, she had heard the door rattle a couple of times and assumed that liam was being nosey outside her driver’s room. she’s more surprised that her teammate is not probing her for a more defined answer other than a shrug.

“i guess,” liam shrugs dejectedly.

he just wants her to tell him instead of having to ask her outright.

“alright, mate,” she laughs, furrowing her eyebrows. “by the way, you’re coming for ice cream tonight, right? i’ve got someone i want you to meet.”

another podium finish. it’s absolutely nothing to do with the fact that she’s got a special guest in her garage watching, the car was just good.

she knows that because liam’s finished directly behind her. she would have given him the podium if sebastian hadn’t insisted that there’s jo driver swap necessary and that it would only be riskier to do so.

she climbs out of the car, eyes crinkled towards the team gathered behind the barriers for her. she tears all of her headgear off and immediately runs forward to where her team is gathered.

“amazing!” sebastian screams, arms wide open as she approaches them. “good job, kid!”

she screeches, hopping over to where they are with her fists in the air. “i know! i literally love vegas! year after year, all vegas gives me is bangers!”

she jumps into sebastian’s arms, cheering along with her team of mechanics with their arms wrapped around her as well. “yay! another podium for me! suck it, oscar!”

“oscar catching strays,” liam mutters, tapping her on the shoulder and holding his arms out to her. throwing his arms around her, he sighs exasperatedly while a smile. “i know you had someone in your room earlier.”

“i know. you rattled the door with all your moving,” she whispers back before pulling away. she drops her head slightly as a blush slowly creeps up her cheeks. “i’m seeing somebody.”

“i also know that,” liam grins, a hand still on the small of her back. “do i get to meet him?”

“obviously. do you know how difficult it’s been to keep him out of your sight all day?” she snorts, rolling her eyes. “i promise you’ll get to meet him.”

“if i didn’t know you were a good driver, i’d have thought you made it to the podium just to impress me.”

“it’s just luck, i guess.” she grins giddily leaning in as he holds both hands up, grabbing her cheeks. “thanks for coming to watch my race.”

“absolutely. thank you so much for inviting me over.”

she scrunches her nose, hands lifted slightly behind her as she leans in with puckered lips. she’s turning 22 in a couple of weeks and the fact that this is her first public relationship ever is still new to her.

truthfully, she wasn’t even planning on dating any time soon. she’s gone 5 years — almost her entire life — not finding herself with a boyfriend, what harm would it do if she went on longer without one?

but she coincidentally found herself laughing a little too hard at his jokes and now here she is, lip locked in her garage with some guy she swore annoyed her.

“ew!”

“fuck off!” she says immediately, pulling away and whirling around with red cheeks. her hair is dishevelled, stray hairs on her face and cheeks getting redder by the second. “what are you, 12?”

max raises his eyebrows with an amused smile stretching his lips. he tilts his head to the side and ignores the driver in front of him. “who’s this? i’m max,” he holds his arm out, “i can fight.”

“max!” she shrieks, pushing max’s arm away before it can be grabbed cordially. “what is wrong with you? that’s not how you introduce yourself!”

but as she’s preoccupied with max, to her horror, she’s turned back around and the other 3 have already surrounded the poor boy with furrowed eyebrows and questions spilling on their lips.

who are you, where do you live, what’s your intentions with rocky, how long have you known her? and this is exactly why she hesitated even bringing him to the race to watch her.

“hey, what are you doing? stop doing that!” she cries, running back around to try and shoo off alex, george and lando who have well invaded her boyfriend’s personal space. before she can take 3 steps away, max grabs her shoulder and yanks her back toward him to hold her in place. “you guys are embarrassing me! you’re worse than my siblings!”

“oh, you’ve met her siblings!” alex cheers for a moment before wiping the smile from his face. “so? what are they gonna do to protect you? they’re so much younger.”

“hey! those are my sisters and brother you’re talking about!”

“ah, you get what i mean,” alex waves her off, snorting softly. he returns his attention to the boy with a small amused grin. “so? you plan on answering our questions, mate? we’ll be here all night if you don’t.”

the brunette grins. “i’m milo manheim, i’m an actor. i’m,” a blush creeps up his cheek as he bites back a smile and points over at the girl still in her race suit, “she’s my girlfriend.”

“girlfriend?” lando screams incredulously, throwing his head back in disbelief. he turns to the girl and points at milo. “you found yourself a boyfriend? did you use our advice?”

she stares at them, blinking with a toothy and fearful grin. “why… would i use your shit advice?”

“hey, what are you– oh, hey! you look–” oscar cuts himself off with a loud laugh before turning to his best friend, “oh, you little sneaky shit! no wonder you’ve been keeping your mouth shut the entire evening! it’s the guy you h–“

“guys!” she throws her arms in the air. “give me a break, please! at least let me sp–”

“how long have you guys been dating?”

“dating?” oscar asks loudly, blinking rapidly. all this is new to him. she’s always been pretty secretive and private about her dating life, so it’s not a shock that everything is only unveiling now for her.

“have you made her cry yet? every tear is one punch i get to throw without you running off to the media crying about it, kid,” max says firmly, shoving her aside so that he could take a step forward towards milo.

“max! he has not–”

the younger boy grins and puffs his chest proudly. “of course not! we’ve been going out for a couple of months, around 5 or 6?”

“wow!” george cheers, turning to her in amusement. “that’s long! you kept a secret that long?”

she shrugs. “lily knew.”

“lily knew?” oscar screams, arm darting out to punch her shoulder. “why didn’t you tell me?”

“because then you’d tell logan and lando, and then it wouldn’t be a secret anymore,” she explains, throwing her arms in the air with a knowing stare. “i don’t see the problem, really. mick knew too.”

“mick found out before me?” george shouts. “unfair!”

she shrugs again. “he saw us at the hotel lobby last night.”

“why are there so many people in my garage?” sebastian walks in, tapping his phone against his palm. “hi, milo.” he looks at the crowd of excess drivers in his garage and lifts his hands in the air to continue his interrogation. “anyone plan on answering me?”

“we’re having a meeting,” lando answers, not even sparing the older man a glance. he keeps his stare on milo. “so how did you meet?”

“we met at the eras tour in the private tent!” oscar cuts in with an amused stare. he blinks. “i gotta find logan and tell him.”

“tell me what?”

she throws her arms in the air. “did you guys agree to come to my garage after my podium just to piss me off or something?” she shouts, hands balled into fists and she stomps a foot into the ground. “what is everyone doing here? why are we having a gathering?”

“i was gonna congratulate you on the podium,” logan mutters. he trails off as he meets the familiar pair of brown eyes, the only person in their makeshift circle not in a race suit, and tilts his head. “what are you doing here? don’t i know you from somewhere?”

a silence falls in the garage, the chatter from outside the only thing that anyone can hear. max and alex share a look, then glances over at george who lifts his eyebrows with a shrug.

milo blinks. “i’m–“

“rocky’s boyfriend!” lando cheers, holding milo’s shoulder and pointing excitedly at the young boy next to him. “you didn’t know?”

“nobody knew,” she grins, explaining through gritted teeth. “except seb. cause he’s the one that let this happen.”

“rat!” max screams, whirling around to sebastian. “you said you knew nothing about who andretti’s guest is!”

“i was sworn to secrecy if not i might wake up bald tomorrow!” sebastian suddenly screams in defensive. “i don’t wanna be bald! don’t you think i haven’t thought of telling anyone?”

logan grins, furrowing his eyebrows in confusion. “i didn’t know you guys were talking.”

logan scratches his elbow as he turns to oscar, tilting his head and pointing between her and milo as if to ask if he’d known about it. in return, oscar shrugs.

“wait,” max shakes his head. “this is actually a thing? you guys are actually boyfriend and girlfriend? like it’s official?”

her and milo share a look. she turns to max and nods. “yeah?”

“you hesitated,” george points out. “why did you hesitate?”

heads turn to one of the men in papaya, a giggle bubbling from his stomach as he points between them. “i see what’s going on — you haven’t talked about it, have you?”

“what?” she sputters, rolling her eyes. “that is absolutely none of your business.”

oscar giggles. “but we’re right, aren’t we?”

george throws his hands in the air. “guys, leave them alone. this is seriously none of our business.”

“but i wanna know!” max whines, stomping towards milo. “how did you guys meet?”

“eras tour,” milo grins widely. “then she went home and stalked me — liked my picture from like 2021.”

“no, i didn’t!” she shrieks, hands coming up to shield her flushed cheeks away from everyone in the room. she runs over to milo and starts to push him towards the doors that lead to the paddocks. “don’t tell people i did that!”

“oh, that’s so embarrassing!” oscar tugs at his hair then hunches over as he no longer can contain his laughter. “rocky, no!”

she scratches her head and darts back towards oscar. “oscar!”

“she didn’t like me very much at first,” milo points out, grinning at her.

“oh, we know,” logan grins, folding his arms over his chest. he glances at the girl cowered next to sebastian, forehead resting on her race engineer’s arm with her hands still cupped over her cheeks then looks at everybody else. “she told us how annoying you were for like 20 minutes after the concert.”

she sighs and just drops herself into squat. “yeah, whatever.”

“mate!” liam grins, pushing the door open of their hospitality home. “i’m liam! it’s so nice to finally meet you.”

he says that as if he hadn’t just found out of his existence literally 2 hours ago.

“aw, absolutely, man,” milo grins, taking the hand that offered to him. “she talks about you all the time.”

“yeah, how fucking irritating he is,” she scoffs, throwing her head back. she steps forward and breaks their hands apart from one another, quickly wrapping her hand around milo’s arm. “let’s go for drinks!”

“really? drinking in vegas?” liam snorts, raising his eyebrow at her. “shouldn’t you have learned your lesson by now?”

“what lesson?” mick hums, appearing behind them. “drinks, right? celebrate rocky’s podium or something?”

“your lesson? what did you do in vegas that’s naughty?” milo teases, furrowing his eyebrows and looking down at her. “you did something stupid, didn’t you?”

she blinks. “yeah, i almost got married in vegas this time last year.”

“married?” milo repeats with a laugh. “to whom? and what do you mean almost? it didn’t happen?”

mick sighs. “we were bested by sebastian — a lesson about drinking too much or something like that. we still engage in black out drinking though.”

the girl cheers with a soft laugh, holding a hand up and immediately receives a high-5 from the older driver.

milo laughs, wrapping an arm around her. “that’s actually kinda funny.” he looks at mick, already well acquainted from their impromptu supper in their hotel room the night before. “she is my girlfriend now though, so…”

liam scowls, looking between the 3 of them. “you guys just made it super weird.”

— bonus

“you seriously didn’t know?” oscar blinks, starting to walk away from the williams racing home alongside his friend and girlfriend, towards the exit of the paddocks to meet their friends. “you guys have been acting so weird lately.”

logan shrugs. “i bet ylona knew. they’ve been hanging out a lot lately.”

lily grins, peeking from oscar’s side to look at logan. “she does. rocky told us she was seeing somebody after they first kissed that one time in new york 2 months ago.”

“2 months ago,” logan puffs his cheeks out and shakes his head, “wow. good for her, honestly.”

“yeah,” oscar hums, “you’d think that she’d actually end up that crazy cat lady if she never finds a decent man.”

lily laughs, squeezing oscar’s arm. “we’ve hung out with him a cou–“

“you what?” oscar scowls, taking a step away from her. “what’s with all the secrecy? are you even my girlfriend anymore?”

“you say ‘we’,” logan huffs. “you’re telling me you guys reeled ylona in without either of us knowing?” lily nods. “assholes!”

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[karaonasi]

Playing Games

🎮🎮🎮

I recently played the Keyframes VN demo and can’t get the character Percy out of my head—well, when Baxter Ward isn’t occupying it.

I’ve been reading the dev blog of Q&A’s to glean what I can about him. So a few days ago I was playing with some ideas about what friendship with him might look like prior to any chance of romance with him.

🎮🎮🎮

“Come in!” came the voice from the one occupied bedroom in the dorm suite. Kimmi let herself in, making her way toward the unmistakable gaming sounds coming from the room with the open door.

“I thought we were gonna study, Pretty Boy,” she teased, setting down her book bag by the door.

Percy braved a glance up from the screen with a bright, flirty smile. “Hey Dutchess. Do we ever study when we make plans to--oh shit!” he returned his attention quickly back to the game.

Kimmi snorted and circled closer so she could get a view of the TV screen. “Going old school, huh Tozaki?” She laughed, watching the screen go red before growing dark. “Shouldn’t you be better at this game by now?”

From the side, she could see his dark eyes roll. “It’s the Legends Edition. So not that old. And I’m trying Insanity Mode.”

“Why?” She asked, climbing onto the bed but far enough to give him some space.

He shrugged though he was still biting his bottom lip in concentration. “Better than studying Organic Chem?”

She laughed. “You got me there. I’ll take PolySci over that any day. Who you planning on romancing?” she asked, changing the subject. She knew there was no way of stopping Percry from procrastinating when he had his mind set on it--no matter how easy-going he pretended to be.

“Mass Effect One: Lia--dammit!” his screen went from red to black again.

She laughed. “Just go normal mode. You know you want the story more than the tactics anyway.”

“And you just want the romances--correction. Romance. Singular, Miss Casual Mode.”

“Yup,” she replied, complete with a pop to her pronunciation of the P.

He sighed. “Fine…” He re-loaded the game and toggled the difficulty setting. “Happy?”

Kimmi smirked. “No. But I would be if~~”

Percy’s eyes rolled a second time. “Fine. Go ahead.”

“Like you hate it,” she teased, scrambling up and kneeling behind him on the bed to play with his hair.

“Ah! That’s better!” he sighed dramatically, leaning back against her.

“I wasn’t volunteering to be your gaming chair, Scooter Boy.”

“Awww, Princess, you should feel blessed to be under me.”

Kimmi let out an undignified snort. “As if, fuq boi.” She smacked him lightly in the back of the head. When he relented and returned to sitting, she repositioned herself, pulling out his hair tie and running her fingers through the shaggy layers of his black hair. She laughed when she noticed the ‘paused” indicator flash on the screen as her companion let out a soft sigh.

“What was I saying again?” he asked as she teased out the edges that framed his face. While he played, they continued to banter about romances: Kimmi teasing him for sleeping his way through the galaxy and Percy teasing her about her faithful devotion to one LI through the series of games. All the while her fingers worked a french braid into her friend’s thick hair.

Until the door opened with a noisy chorus of voices entering the common room of the suite.

“Perse?!” Elios’s voice called out.

“I see Kimmi’s bag, she must be here too,” Deja’s voice added.

Without letting go of the almost-finished braid, Kimmi leaned over his shoulder, flashing an impish grin. “Wanna mess with them?” she murmured just loud enough for him to hear. Percy answered with a mischievous smirk of his own.

“Hurry, get it back on, Babe!” he stage whispered loudly enough for the next room to hear and handed her the hair tie.

“My hands are kinda…busy, Percy,” she said with feigned urgency as she carefully twisted the hair tie around the end of his new braid and gave it a little pat.

“Uh--We’ll be out in a minute!” Percy called out.

The room beyond went silent.

Then broke out into hurried half-whispering.

“Since when have they…um…”

“Do we dare check--”

“No!” Several voices shouted at once.

“I don’t want to know.” That last one was definitely Jamie’s voice.

Kimmi and Percy’s foreheads lightly clunked together as they struggled to keep their laughter silent--which ultimately failed, the two falling over onto the bed in loud peals of mirth…to the great relief of their friends.

Except for Jamie who truly didn’t care one way or the other.

🎮🎮🎮

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[moon-spirit-yue]

Omegaverse au but Raya ended up keeping her mouth shut:

Namaari, visiting Heart: finally, I found you! Where have you been all day? And where’s Aulia? She usually comes to greet me when I visit

Raya, sighing: to answer your first question, I have been moping. As for the second, Lia’s with Charanya

Namaari, frowning: why’s that?

Raya: oh you know, because I’m the worst mother in the world. No biggie

Namaari, putting a hand on her shoulder: you know that’s not true. Do you want to talk about what happened?

Raya, shrugging and crossing her arms: it’s about her other parent. She’s thirteen now and has been in a phase on trying to figure out who they are. I totally get it, she’s a teen struggling to find out who she is and parentage typically helps, but my hands are kinda tied

Namaari: honestly, what’s the harm in telling her? Was this person an awful excuse of a human being? Think they would ever hurt her?

Raya, groaning: quite the opposite, actually. But I have my reasons, and they are good ones. She totally has a right to be upset with me and I just don’t know how to resolve the situation

Namaari, who is painfully curious: I mean, you could always tell me who it was. I can keep a secret

Raya, smiling: not a chance in hell, binturi

Namaari, whining: why does Charanya get to know and I don’t? You play favorites Raya and I just don’t think that’s fair

Raya, giggling: life’s not fair, my friend

Aulia: *runs into the room and jumps on Raya*

Raya, very surprised: man, you are one speedy little girl

Aulia, sniffling: I’m sorry for acting like such a teenager. I know you would only ever do something that you think is in my best interest. I don’t need to know who it is, you’re the best Ma ever

Raya, sighing and hugging her tightly: you’re the best kid ever. I’m sorry that I have to keep secrets from you but I promise it’s the right thing to do right now. But enough about all that. We have a visitor

Aulia, excitedly: AUNTIE MAARI! *jumps on Namaari*

Namaari, used to her antics: hey kid! I missed you when I got here this morning. I was wondering why I didn’t get my proper princess greeting

Aulia: sorry! Hey, do you wanna hear about this super crazy dragon book I found?

Namaari: is that even a question? I’m expecting full diagnostics of this book immediately

Aulia, who managed to get on Namaari’s back: excellent. Onward, my noble steed!

Namaari, huffing: man you’re always bossing me around. You’re just like you’re mother

Raya: and yet you obey. Someone has some self reflecting to do

Namaari: *sticks her tongue out at Raya and walks away as Aulia chats her ear off*

Raya: Dragons give me a sign! I swear if you make it start to rain right now, I’ll tell them the truth!

*immediatly starts pouring rain even though the sky was spotless three seconds ago*

Raya, pursing her lips: um, okay, well if that tree gets struck by lighting I’ll for sure tell her! *points at a tree next to the fountain*

*the very tree she points to gets zapped by lighting*

Raya:…….you can’t make me-

*bonus a few hours later*

Charanya: *sleeping peacefully in her home*

Namaari, frantically shaking her awake: TELL ME WHO IT IS RIGHT NOW OR SO HELP ME

Charanya, waking up in fear: WHAT THE HELL NAMAARI WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT

Namaari, still shaking her: AULIAS OTHER PARENT WOMAN KEEP UP! I AM THE CHIEF OF FANG YOU HAVE TO TELL ME

Charanya: WHAT YOU ARE IS PSYCHOTIC

Namaari: UM I NEED TO KNOW WHO IM UP AGAINST HERE THIS IS IMPORTANT INFORMATION

Charanya: GOD I AM SO TIRED OF ROYALTY COMING TO ME WITH THEIR PROBLEMS-

[koffing-time]

So, update time on the UDs, as well as Flit and Ampersand. I don't have the greatest news, but i want to get this post out there before the babyshower starts so i don't carry that the whole day with me.

Caramel the Beedrill (formerly Flit): Beedrill had two known issues before he came to me:

a history of abuse, mainly by being pushed too far all the time. Like, being forced to fight more than he could take, trying to be faster than he actually is and stuff like that. I'll have to be patient with him, and work with him at his own pace (even if he doesn't know what his own pace is). It will require time and work, but we'll get there

The second issue is a chipped drill. This is basically a non-issue. He gets hurt if he overuses it, but he is aware of it and uses the other drill for most things. The bad thing is that he won't ask for help. We will also just have to work on this.

We found a third issue: his carapace has a kind of soft spot on his back side, a little bit above his stinger. Lia (my vet btw, I don't wanna say "the vet all the time) wasn't sure what exactly could have caused it, but we sadly have to assume physical abuse. We will have to keep an eye on that. If it gets worse or causes issues, we might have to think about surgery.

And, well, going with the abuse, he seems distressed every time someone asks something of him. We have decided to just try giving him a new name, and see if this helps with the issue. I really hope it does. I have decided on "Caramel".

Tofu the Sliggoo (formerly Ampersand): He is overall quite healthy, (except and despite) his chronic issue with the half formed shell. I'm very happy about this. However, he still doesn't like to go near my other Pokémon, except when explicitly called. This is very odd, Rosie and the Shelter described him as outgoing and friendly. We think it might be, because he is the only non-poison type (except cracker). He might just feel not included. We have decided to try and give him a new name as well. Especially with Beedrill getting a new name, he might feel even more excluded otherwise. I've settled on "Tofu". I hope he warms up to us.

Bun the Trubbish: well, she had a lot of issues, I'll not go into detail, just a few things that are important: she won't say no to anything i ask of her, so i have to make double and triple sure she wants something. The only exception being water. She still hates it. Drinking is an issue. We've made a plan to give her more moist food, so she gets the necessary water. Otherwise she's as healthy as it could get.

Roll the Trubbish: he has me worrying. A lot. He is very small and doesn't have a lot of energy. The worst part: he got splashed by accident yesterday and hasn't quite recovered yet. He's become kinda... Quiet. He was similarly outgoing as Bun, but now he doesn't interact with us as much anymore. He also refuses to go anywhere near something that is liquid. He refuses to drink outright and getting him to eat something even remotely moist is... challenging to say the least. I just hope it gets better.

Appleslice the Mareanie: She doesn't have any acute things. Well, except for her outburst, but that is part of a bigger issue. One of the things that make her an UD is the lack of "dangerous characteristics", like the spikes a typical Mareanie has. She is still a poison type though, and produces venom. She can't use it though, because she has no spikes. This makes her build up all these toxins in her body, which hurts after a while. Imagine if you had to pee, but you just couldn't, and your bladder got fuller and fuller and you're feeling like you'd burst. Luckily, the place where Mareanie store their venom is sort of easy to reach, so Lia could "just" extract it. We're gonna have to do this procedure for the rest of her life. (or maybe just until she evolves, we don't know how a UD toxapex is gonna be).

So, yeah. A lot of stuff. But what we can do has been done, and the rest is something we have to address in time.

[kaiserkisser]

you 🫵 my dear i heard you were quite upset about your marks and that it soiled your day recently (sickness is gettingnto me i sincerely apologize for not remembering the date💀) but i came here to remind you around(?) dinnertime when youll see it that you are GENUINELY the smartest person i know. and im like rank 11 in my class idk i dont actually check point is IM QUALIFIED TO SAY THIS OK! you worked so hard and ill say this time and time again but i truly know in my heart that there are some tests and some papers that are out to GET YOU, and you did everything in your capacity to get the highest marks you could. and its okay that you didnt get what you wanted!! you take what you did wrong and you learn from it, but you never. and i mean. never. skylia. NEVER again am i gonna hear that youre dumb or failing or something of that vein that indicates you didnt try because i know you did, gorgeous. and i know you did a damn good job doing it

academics are one of those things that you have to learn to be okay with falling in sometimes because it gives you wiggle room to improve your work. ive also seen that youre taking ORGANIC CHEM?????? bro i GRADUATE this year and i took organic chem and it broke me. ruined my life. you are a BEAST for even taking that and doing well in it?? honey youre already there. i sincerely wish your parents saw this but along with a lot of other parents with high expectations (mine included) its literally physically incapable for them to even have a little bit of grace surrounding this but. i digress. lia you are doing the best you can and you cant beat yourself up for this!!! i truly believe in you pretty girl youre gonna do amazing things and youre gonna grow and write better papers but youre doing everything you can with how stressed you are, you deserve a break, or atleast a breather. youre doing amazing hon i dont wanna hear you say otherwise ever again🙁🫵 i love you very much youre too smart to waste time thinking about what couldve gone better when it isnt in your control anymore

UH HELLO????? NOAH?????? HOLY SHIT YOU ACTUALLY TOOK THE TIME TO TYPE OUT ALL OF THAT HSKAJSHSJSJSN OH MY GOSH i was SO tempted to just let this stay in my inbox forever oh my god how are you so sweet and caring wtf i have literally reread this like ten times seems like everyone today is dead set on making me cry /vvpos

i was actually vv upset abt a few subjects coz thats like the lowest ever but like NO ome has gotten good marks so like its fine..... ill do better next time for sure :3 (oof dont apologise i hope youve been taking care of yourself :(((( ] OFC UR QUALIFIED EHEHE and youre absolutely right actually!!! its been unuversally acknowledged atp that the prelim/preboard exams are in all honesty way tougher than the actual boards so i kinda knew it was gonna be shitty but still ehhh comparatively i HAVE done okay! oh my gosh noahie 😭😭😭 okay okay mister ill try to never say anything like that again and if i think of it ill remember what you said and shoo the thoughts away 🙁🙁

you do have a point tho! im gonna like microanalyse everything i did wrong so i dont get stuff wrong next time :333 AND HELP SJSHSU actually we dont have a CHOICE :(((( we have ten compulsory subjects till 10th and in chem we have compulsory organic by default and im taking pcm after this so ill never get rid of organic :( so like rn we only have basics djshsh but its better than learning how to prepare compunds :((( gosh i agree so much and i love you SO much too holy shit thank you so SO much noah for taking the time to write all this it genuinely means SO MUCH to me it legit made me feel a 100 times better abt this 🙁🙁

[rafesangelita]

₊˚⊹˚ 𐙚 SALVATORE

PAIRING: rafe cameron x fem!reader

SUMMARY: ❝the summer’s hot, and i’ve been waiting for you all this time.❞ — rafe finally comes back home from his two-month long family vacation, surprising you in the middle of the night.

WARNINGS: established relationship, ward overhears you and rafe on the phone, dry humping, heavy petting, oral (f receiving), face sitting, multiple orgasms, dirty talk, unprotected sex

WORD COUNT: 2.3k

LINKS: series masterlist | next chapter

“you’re actually lying.” tears were already forming in your eyes as rafe spoke on the other line. “i wish i was, baby. we were supposed to fly back in this morning but some weather shit got in the way, so we’re kinda stuck here until they let us know when there’s another flight available.” you sighed, trying your best to keep your voice from shaking. “have you asked the airport people already?” there was a slight pause before rafe answered.

“they said it could be weeks since the hurricanes here get pretty crazy.” weeks?! you thought you could die right now. “i’m so mad my parents didn’t let me go.” the tears were falling now. you and rafe had never been apart for this long. with all the built up anticipation, you couldn’t help but get youreself excited and hopeful about seeing him today, just for all of it to come crashing down with a single phone call. “i wish you were here too, babe. i got you a bunch of stuff from the shopping centers here, i think you’ll love it.” you wanted to cry harder because of how sweet he was.

“aww, you didn’t have to do that for me, baby.” you cooed, your heart fluttering in your chest when you heard the smile in his voice. “at least you’re going on winter vacation with me.” you nodded, trying to stay as positive as you can. “that’s true. i can’t help but to think my parents are trying to torture me or something,” you laughed, “they heard the words ‘shared hotel room’ and freaked out.” rafe shook his head even though you couldn’t see him. “they did, right?” he glanced at the tv, the weather report still the same.

“yeah, but rightfully so i guess. could you imagine if we shared a room for two months?” you bit your lip at the idea. “it’s a good thing we didn’t tell them that we’d have a whole cabin to ourselves in december.” you shut your eyes for a moment, wishing so bad that you could speed up the time. “you need to come back to me already. i’m sad and horny.” rafe snorted at your words. “hey, at least we know we could have amazing phone sex.” before you could respond, you heard what sounded like ward in the background.

“come on, rafe. seriously man?” you gasped, shooting up from your bed. “rafe! i thought you were somehwere private!” your cheeks were on fire with how hard you were blushing right now. “tell ward i said hi.” rafe did as you asked, a muffled ‘hey, sweetheart.’ sounding on the other line. “wheezie and sarah there?” as if you could be anymore mortified right now. “nah, they went to a gift shop with rose.” thank, god. “well, i told lia that i’d go with her to the beach for a little, so i better start getting ready.” you put him on speaker, opening your drawer that had all your bikini’s in it.

“all right, i’m gonna let you go babe,” rafe sighed, “i’ll update you as soon as i find something out.” you chose a top, and grabbed a pair of jean shorts as you started changing. “okay. i’ll see you soon, love you.” you smiled when he kissed the mic. “i love you more, i’ll talk to you later.” you hung up, feeling slightly better after hearing his voice. it didn’t take you long to pack your beach tote, lia picking you up soon after.

you spent the rest of the day with your friend, both of you taking pictures and reading your books. “wanna stay the night at mine? i could really go for some pizza right now.” lia pouted as she pulled into your driveway. “i wish. i have to go to breakfast with my family tomorrow.” she put the car in park, looking at you apologetically. “oh, that’s right! it’s okay, hang tomorrow afterwards?” you grabbed your bag from the backseat. “for sure. i’ll call you when i get home.” she nodded, in which you waved. “hey! send me the pictures we took!” you shouted as she rode off.

“hey, guys,” you greeted your parents as you closed the front door behind you. they were curled up on the couch watching a movie. “hey!” your mom whispered, not wanting to wake your father who was resting his head on her lap. they always looked so cute together. “i’m gonna go shower. goodnight.” you walked past them, eagerly waiting to check your phone to see if you had any messages from rafe.

[2:32 PM] loml <3: still the same bs. i’ll try to call you again tonight

you gasped at the timestamp. that was hours ago. it was about ten o’clock now, and you were definitely feeling the effects of your activities today.

[10:02 PM] y/n: superrr sleepy rn, i’ll still answer if you call bb

you waited until the message delivered and quickly got in the shower. after washing your hair and rinsing yourself off, you changed into an oversized t-shirt and called it a night. you don’t know how long you’d been asleep for, but your eyes were fluttering open as you felt your bed dip beside you.

your heart dropped when you saw a dark figure looming over you, a loud gasp escaping your lips. before you could scream, a large hand covered your mouth. your eyes widening as you starting hitting the person against their chest. “baby, it’s me! it’s me!” you stopped as soon as you heard his voice, rafe’s hand slowly moving away from your face. “what the hell!” you whispered, immediately throwing your arms around him. “how are you here right now?” you reached over, turning on the small lamp on your nightstand.

the soft light barely did anything to illuminate the space, but your heart skipped a beat once you could make out his features. you stared at each other for a few moments before he took your lips into a searing kiss. “fuck, i missed you so much.” he leaned all his body weight on top of you, the feeling nearly bringing you to tears. “two months, rafe. never again.” you scolded him, letting him settle between your thighs. “my dad pulled some strings and we were able to come back today. just landed like an hour ago.” he could barely talk as he kissed you inbetween his words.

the reality of the situation made you stop, your body freezing underneath him. “what?” he looked at you confused. “my parents are here! how did you even get in?” you scrambled to get up, locking your door before you could get caught. when you turned around, rafe was laying flat on your mattress, a sliver of skin poking out from under his t-shirt. “my key. they were knocked out cold on the couch, so i just snuck up here.” he propped himself up on his elbows, his eyes falling to your bare thighs. “you wearing anything underneath that?” you smiled before shaking your head and lifting up the hem of your shirt teasingly. “no.” rafe’s gaze darkened as he watched you straddle him.

“why?” his hands ran up your thighs, squeezing the flesh before they settled on your hips. you shrugged. “just wanted to be ready for you.” rafe could already feel his cock hardening with your words alone. “yeah?” he dragged your hips against his, your naked cunt rubbing against his shorts. “fuck,” you whimpered, letting your head fall to the side as you balanced yourself on your palms. “i missed hearing that. missed seeing you like this.” he took the shirt off of you, marveling at the sight of your bare figure on top of him.

“i want you to get yourself off on me,” rafe splayed a hand over your stomach, “wanna watch you move.” you grabbed his hand, placing his middle and ring fingers in your mouth, your hips grinding against him. “you’re so fucking perfect, ‘don’t know how i made it two months without you.” you moaned, sucking his digits while you started a steady rhythm. you knew you were overly sensitive because of how long it’d been without him here, but you couldn’t help the aftershocks that came with your clit rubbing against his hard on.

rafe groaned, knowing he wouldn’t last too long like this. while he spewed out the most filthy things you’ve ever heard, you sped up, desperate to reach the high you were so close to. rafe screwed his eyes shut, stopping you just before he could cum in his shorts. the sound of both of you trying to catch your breaths filtered throughout your room as you blinked down at him. “i was so close,” you pouted, clenching around nothing. “ride my face.” your eyes widened. “what?” rafe grabbed you by your waist, a yelp leaving your lips as he held you above his mouth.

you shuddered when you felt his breath fanning against the inside of your thighs. “are you su- fuck!” you cried when you felt his tongue where you ached for him the most. “oh my god, rafe,” he was quick to interwine his fingers with yours, holding you tightly so you couldn’t move away. this was new for both of you, but rafe was quickly realizing that watching you with your jaw slacked and greedily chasing his tongue with your hips was becoming his new favorite view.

he moaned against your soaked cunt, the slight vibration making your eyes roll back. “r-rafe!” your hips stuttered as you felt the sweet release of pure euphoria wash over you. rafe held you tighter against him, his tongue attacking your clit as you shook uncontrollably. two months of phone sex could never compare to the real thing, your breaths becoming labored as rafe laid you down. “i’m gonna fuck you senseless.” rafe kissed you, your wetness still on his lips as he did so. just as you pulled away, a knock sounded from your bedroom door.

“y/n, is everything okay honey?” your eyes widened as rafe took the opportunity to roll one of your nipples between his fingers, your face burying in his chest to muffle the moan that left your mouth. “i-i’m okay! just.. cramps!” rafe trailed sloppy kisses across your neck, smiling against your skin as you struggled to formulate a single sentence. “aw i hope you feel better, call me if you need anything, love.” you waited until her footsteps receeded down the hallway before you smacked rafe playfully. “you’re terrible!” you laughed.

he took off his shirt, his muscles on full display as he discarded his shorts. fuck, he was glorious. “yeah, but you love me.” you smiled as he slotted himself between your legs, shivering once you felt his cock sit between your folds. “i do love you.” rafe ran his fingers through your hair, caging you between his arms as he slid into you, a moan sounding from both your mouths. you stretched around him so deliciously, rafe’s head resting in the crook of your neck.

“is that my favorite body wash?” he looked up, pecking your jaw when you nodded. “something told me to use it tonight.” your eyes fluttered shut when rafe pulled out, pushing back into you as he hooked your thigh around his waist. “this is all i could think about over there,” he sighed, “i just wanted to feel this perfect pussy squeezing around me.” you mewled at his words, your nails digging into his shoulders. “did you think about me, baby?”

you nodded, your back arching into his chest. “fuck, yes. i missed having you on top of me, ‘missed taking your cock.” he groaned, lightly wrapping a hand around your neck as his pace sped up. rafe adjusted you so your head was resting on top of his arm as he kissed you roughly. his thrusts were unforgiving, soon the sound of skin slapping against skin echoed in your room. with the way the head of his cock was stroking that soft spot inside you, you couldn’t bring yourself to care if you were being too loud. you started meeting his thrusts, your clit meeting his pubic bone.

“you’re doing so fucking good for me.” he panted, his breath fanning your cheeks. you wrapped your arms around his neck, crying out into his skin. “don’t stop!” he covered your mouth, shushing you as he fucked into you relentlessly. “i got you, baby. ‘gonna fill up this pretty cunt with my cum.” you whimpered, tears welling in your eyes as you felt your second orgasm nearing. with a couple more thrusts, you found yourself falling over the edge, your climax hitting you in waves of pure ecstasy. “oh, fuck,” rafe’s jaw was clenched as he suppressed the groan that threatened to rip itself from his throat.

you reveled in the feeling of his seed spilling into you, his eyebrows knitting in pleasure as he continued to move sloppily. “fuck, i don’t think i ever came that hard before.” he removed his hand, allowing you to take a full breath. you sighed, curling into your boyfriend as he plopped down beside you. “i missed this the most.” he pressed a kiss to your temple, his fingers tracing shapes into your side. you smiled softly, draping an arm across his torso. “i could fall asleep like this..” rafe’s voice was hoarse, both of you yawning at the same time.

“me too,” you started, “i’m gonna go grab some water real quick, i’ll be right back.” he pulled you down for another kiss before letting you get up. you poked your head outside your door, slipping on a shirt and a pair of underwear before slipping out. you tiptoed down the stairs, walking into the kitchen where your mother sat with her laptop. “oh-” you smiled awkwardly, getting two water bottles out of the fridge. your mom looked up at you from her spot at the kitchen island.

“i take it that rafe is back from vacation? you’re lucky i left the volume up on the tv.”

[all-my-friends-were-glorious]

BERINGER JAMESON THELMAN

The Pessimistic Host

“Pleasure to me is wonder—the unexplored, the unexpected, the thing that is hidden and the changeless thing that lurks behind superficial mutability.”― H.P. Lovecraft

GENERAL INFORMATION

Name: Beringer Jameson Thelman

Nicknames: Ringer, Rings

Faceclaim: Johnny Goth

Age: 15

Gender: Cis Male

Sexuality: Androsexual Androromantic

Height: 5′4″

Weight: 126lbs

Birthday: April 25th

Sign: Taurus

Occupation: Unemployed

QUICK FACTS

Ringer is the son of Pete and  Reagan. He is the host to Nalkyra and Vegreth’s son, Dalvoreth, due to being born with Fetal Alcohol Syndrome. Dal’s binding helps keep Ringer from being entirely deaf and blind, and even when he is not in control, or even what they call ‘dormant’, he lends Ringer his ears. 

Ringer insists he can get by with just his hearing, even if Dal doesn’t always believe him. Since Dal never got the chance to have his own body, he has mostly lived in Ringer’s head and vicariously through his body. Dal is constantly breaching Ringer’s body’s limits, and doesn’t see the problem because he can’t feel the negative effects. It is a consistent problem.

Considering he always has to pick up the pieces after Dal does things to their body, Ringer is almost perpetually in a bad mood. Speaking his mind about it is something he’s not afraid of, until he’s feeling like he’s in trouble. Then, he shuts down and agrees with everything the other person says. This isn’t to say that he’s not still upset, though.

Ringer could literally eat sweets all day long, and he likes salty-sweet things the most. He dislikes spicy food, as it doesn’t agree with him, and is very lactose intolerant. This doesn’t stop him from eating ice cream, however. That is one of the few things that Ringer will do to his body, knowing that it will have consequences later.

Ringer doesn’t really have a favorite animal, but he is partial to foxes. He loves to watch them and enjoys playing with Disco.

Ringer is a mama’s boy. He loves his dads, considering Pete, Nalkyra, and Vegreth all his fathers, but his mother is the one that he enjoys being around the most.

Often times, Ringer tends to look bad due to Dal’s greed. He has to navigate Dal’s many lovers in the morning, typically, and dislikes having to deal with how much he needs attention. Ringer likes it quiet and lonesome, because he’s never truly alone.

They often bicker out loud and are not shy about it. When they speak, they both have a distinctive voice, which makes it easier to identify them when one knows them. They will only keep their in-fighting in their head as thoughts if they are trying to be stealthy for whatever reason. Dal is incredibly bad at remaining stealthy for long when he’s unfocused, which is often.

Ringer likes to be alone, even if he can’t escape Dal poking at his business. He would much rather sit quietly in a room with someone, doing their own thing, in order to spend time with someone. While he is a talented writer, he is not very good at articulating his feelings and dislikes small talk.

Ringer will sit down and focus on something for hours if Dal allows him to. He forgets to care for himself and requires Dal to step in to remind him on occasion.

Ringer rests best when Dalvoreth is in full control, even if that means he has cleaning up to do when he wakes. Dal will force him back when he wants to, and Ringer has yet to learn how to do it in return.

Headcanons Masterlist

TAGS LIST

I Kinda Like It When I Make You Cry 'Cause I'm Twisted Up Inside (Ringer Thelman)

When I See It I Am Ashamed Of Everything I Could Have Been (Ringer Musings)

Live Fast Die Young Bad Boys Do It Well (Ringer Aesthetic)

How Many Hits It Takes To Make Me Bleed (Ringer Closet)

I'm Never What I Like I'm Double-Sided (Ringer Headcanons)

Why Do I Have To Explain Why I'm Like This When Every God Damn Thing's About You? (Ringer Journal Entries)

VERSES

TBD

MAINS AND SHIPS

MAINS

@southxparkxafterxdark​ - Ray - As Safe As Knee And Elbow Pads In Cul-De-Sacs With Traffic Lights (Ringer and Ray - SouthxParkxAfterxDark)

@southxparkxafterxdark​ - Lia - Wake Up The Beast Bury The Bones (Ringer and Lia - SouthxParkxAfterxDark)

@southxparkxafterxdark​ - Arne - Feel The Chains Are Getting Heavy But I Don’t Know Which Are Mine (Ringer and Arne - SouthxParkxAfterxDark)

@southxparkxafterxdark​ - Reagan - Hey Mom Dead Mom I Need A Little Help Here (Ringer and Reagan - SouthxParkxAfterxDark)

@southxparkxafterxdark​ - Luca - There’s A Billion People On This Planet That You Could Have Bothered But For Some Reason You Chose Me - SouthxParkxAfterxDark)

@southxparkxafterxdark​ - Luca and Dalvoreth - Like A Rattlesnake Like A Bellyache (Ringer and Dalvoreth and Luca - SouthxParkxAfterxDark)

@southxparkxafterxdark​ - Henrietta and Dalvoreth - I Can Do Both (Ringer and Dalvoreth and Henrietta - SouthxParkxAfterxDark)

@southxparkxafterxdark​ - Can’t Go To Hell If You’re Already There (Ringer and Michael - SouthxParkxAfterxDark)

@squealformepiggy​ - Scott and Dalvoreth - I'm Just A Walking Talking Bag Of Guts And Stuff And I'm All Bloody Inside (Ringer and Dalvoreth and Scott - Squealformepiggy)

@throughxthexmist​ - Nalkyra - You Pull The Hood Back I Wanna Know Which Way Will The Heavenly Go (Ringer and Nalkyra - ThroughxThexMist)

@xrainbowxmusesx​ - Terrance - I Can Get Back Up Now (Ringer and Terrance - xRainbowxMusesx)

Here - Dalvoreth - I Know That I'm Not The Only Person In My Soul (Ringer and Dalvoreth)

Here - Pete - I'm Tired Of Trying To Iron Out My Creases I'm A Bunch Of Broken Pieces (Ringer and Pete)

Here - Vegreth - You’ve Got A Vision You’re On A Mission (Ringer and Vegreth)

SHIPS

TBD

[scvrllet]

OLIVEE!!!!!!!!!!! <33

rn i am still new to kpop and have only really gotten into seventeen but i would LOVE a bias tag omg my bias/ult is jun!!! the rest of my bias line however (currently because this list changes every other week. lord help me) consists of joshua, vernon and dino! but alas junhui is the one who’s never been switched from the rotation. i think i’ll pass away if when i get see them in concert in irl tbh. went to see the live viewing of their follow tour and was just so,,,,,awestruck (idek if that’s the right word). meanwhile my friend was (understandably) audibly losing her MIND at wonwoo.

i also love itzy!! they were one of the first groups that got me into kpop in the first place. my bias there is lia (miss her sm, was also given the opportunity to go see them live on tour but my mom said no lmao). i’m still trying to get into more groups because i listen to most groups but svt and itzy are the only groups i’m like, stanning really but that is something i will work on after this semester is over lol.

i feel you on that honestly. i took time off tumblr and just started focusing a bit more in class as well as actually trying for it because i’m finishing up my third year and realized i do kinda wanna do well and not just pass with a 50 because 50 isn’t even a pass anymore…..but it’s been going well!!! i actually see improvement so very proud of myself for that. also got promoted at my job too so there goes any free time after classes hahaha. (no i get it because i have like ten drafts that are all halfway written but i have no idea how to finish it and idek if i can finish it atp because i’ve been inactive for so long can i even do it. but yes yes we got this. believe it us)

olive you do not know how happy i am to log back onto this app after so long and see that you’re writing for kpop now because in the time i’ve spent outside of tumblr i have too been converted and am very excited to read your writings for them (also hi hi i hope you’ve been well!!!!)

Omg, JEN?!?!?!?!?!?!?@!?!?!?!?!!?!?!?!

You simply must tell me the groups you like and your biases because I will make a tag just for your biases if you'd like ♡ and also, since we're mutuals, you can feel free to send in a request or two if you'd like and I'll write it for you ♡ right now I am low on ideas and welcome any input ♡

And yes, yes, I've been well. Just busy (and then afterwards, fighting the inner demons of not knowing if I could return to writing, terrified I had somehow regressed. But we journey on and rage against such notions, ofc ofc.).

How have you been?

[kathang-iniisip]

like a movie (excerpt)

Type: Oneshot

Event: Exchange fic w/ @writers-gf 🎁

Fandom: Itzy

just like a movie, even if fate separates us we'll return to every scene. you and me, no one else.

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I recieved the prompt while listening to these songs so that's kinda the vibe I'm going for hope it comes thru haha idk if there's any english translations so feel free to ask if you wanna know what the songs are about :)

also a much much longer version is hyperlinked to the title if anyone's interested (the title and random sentences involving Lia here would have context if you read the longer version hihi), i figured i should keep this short here but i couldn't help myself 😅 also my first time publishing (not writing lmao) an x reader fic thanku thankuuu for exchanging fics with meee @writers-gf hihi hope you like it 💗

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“Hongsam, no! No!” Why was there a frog in the middle of winter? Yeji felt like the world slowed down as she watched her beloved dog bound towards the frog with his mouth open. 

“Frogs aren’t for dogs, silly.” A pair of hands saved Hongsam from certain death as the red poodle was scooped up and turned away from the frog which croaked and hopped away at the commotion. 

“Yeji?” it might have been all that movie talk, but looking into y/n’s eyes again after so long brought forth all the memories of her younger years. Especially ones involving the woman before her. Yeji feels like lightly slapping Jisu’s arm when she gets back to the dorm. Who knew melodramaticism was contagious? 

“H-hey y/n. You’re here.” 

“Yeah. Seems like our schedules finally collided after all these years, huh? You were always away when I went home.” 

“Yeah.” Yeji replied dumbly. Y/n cleared her throat. 

“Is this cutie yours?” she asked, holding up Hongsam. 

He could be ours. “Uh-huh.” Yeji answered. 

“Cool… what’s their name?” 

“Hongsam. His name’s Hongsam.” Y/n nodded and proceeded to coo over the dog, saying his name repeatedly. Yeji kept staring like a creep. 

“I- I can take it from here if you need to go back home.” Yeji said, belatedly realizing that y/n was dressed in indoor clothes. She must be cold, Yeji thought guiltily.

“It’s okay, you look like you’ve got your hands full with that little one.” y/n pointed to Insam. 

“Oh I can carry them both.” Yeji assured cheerfully, standing up with Insam in her arms. “You can’t see my muscles, but I’m strong.” 

“No, I saw them” 

“Huh?” 

“Your muscles. I saw them in your photos. You’re everywhere these days, you know? Congratulations by the way, I’m glad it worked out for you.” 

“You look at my muscles?” 

“What?” Yeji saw red creeping up to y/n’s cheeks. Adorable. “No I just- I mean, I know you have them.” 

“Cool.” Yeji breathed, still unable to take her eyes off of y/n who she now saw was shivering. 

“Oh! We should go inside.” Yeji marched back to her house, hoping that y/n was right behind her. She was glad she forgot to take Hongsam from the other woman’s arms in her haste, she’s pretty sure y/n had no choice but to follow her. 

“Thank you, by the way.” Yeji said, taking a sip of the hot chocolate she’d made. 

“For what?” 

“For congratulating me earlier. I forgot to thank you.” 

“Oh. Well I was rooting for you so…” 

“Yeah… I know.” It was painful, how they were walking on eggshells around each other as if they didn’t used to be attached at the hip. 

“I came back and never saw you after that summer.” 

“I know. It was so sudden, I got accepted and they told me I had to immediately move to Seoul because I lived so far away. We didn’t even get to say goodbye. I’m sorry.” Yeji inhaled a stuttering breath as a warm hand cupped her cheek. 

“Don’t be. I’m happy for you.” 

“I didn’t even try to get in touch. It had been months since I knew you were back in Korea-”

“I didn’t try either. I guess we were both scared.” 

“Of what?” y/n shrugged. 

“I don’t know.” she answered Yeji. “I always knew you’d get accepted, that you’d debut and make it big. We never talked about what would happen to us once you got accepted though, didn’t we?” 

“We were too young to figure out logistics so we just never tried, was that all it was?” Yeji asked, though she knew y/n didn’t know either. “I feel so stupid. Years without you because I felt shy reaching out after months had passed with radio silence between us.” 

“You’re not stupid, Yeji.” 

“There were so many times when hearing your voice would’ve made things easier for me. So many times when I doubted myself and needed you. You always believed in me, even when I couldn’t dance to save my life.” Yeji felt her voice crack as she spoke softly, reaching for the hand that cupped her face. 

“It all turned out fine in the end. You made it without me, you believed in yourself even when you thought you didn’t. You would have stopped if you truly didn’t. I’m so proud of you, Yeji.” 

“Thank you.” Y/n was blurry through Yeji’s tears. Yeji’s wobbly voice prompted y/n to set their mugs aside so she could take her childhood friend into her arms. 

“I still would love to have you in my life though.” Yeji spoke into y/n's shoulder after a while. Once they had stopped crying. “I feel like we have so much to catch up on.  I know this might sound weird — especially since it’s like, 10am — but,  do you wanna stay over?  I guess ‘sleepover’ sounds kind of childish but.  I think it’d be nice.” 

“I missed you Yeji,” Yeji felt her heart skip a beat. “I would love to stay over. For as long as you’d have me.” 

I’d have you forever if you’d allow it, y/n.

[cetoddle-archive]

thank uuuu @ghostboyjules for tagging me in this! ♡

nickname: lia & kat are both nicknames technically !

sign: gemini sun aqarius moon & rising

height: i don’t wanna talk about it.....(161cm)

last thing i googled: “google drive”

song stuck in my head: not in public -summer cake

number of followers: 1,209

amount of sleep: i try not 2 think about it tbh...i know that in general i actually sleep TOO much if you can believe that

dream job: for real i’m kinda hoping i can just marry rich and lie around the house all day with my cat napping in obscure places instead of working but recently i’ve been rlly wanting to work at a library (the never ending thrall of capitalism is inescapable! help help!!)

wearing: a hoodie and sweatpants (both black, both VERY comfy) also socks (also black)

media that summarizes you: i am also just going to list media that has had a major impact on me/shaped who i am as a person/is very very important to me! sailor moon, haikyuu!!, durarara, taz amnesty, train to busan, love live, howl’s moving castle, and i know i’m forgetting at least one thing but oh well. also unfortunately reading homestuck at age 13 did impact me in many ways whether i like it or not -_-

favorite song: my most favorite song ever of all time is sad machine by porter robinson! that whole album (worlds) is also a piece of media that’s very important to me hehe

favorite instrument: bass guitar bass guitar bass guitar

aesthetic: like a really sad goth magical girl who likes flowers

favorite authors: i don’t really have any :(

random fun fact: i used 2 do color guard in high school and i miss is every day!

i tag: @watamote, @andraath, @avatar-aaang, @poopzing, @smoochys, @staycgrls, @tinketon + anyone else who would like 2 do this uwu

[manybcdthings]

Hunter's steps into the trailer slowed and he looked to the window, not responding with a chuckle or reaction as Lia mentioned Wolf. His visit was also an attempt to avoid the look of disappointment his older brother would carry, because seeing it in Elliot's eyes was enough for one night. "Yeah, he's good like that." he commented, hands shoving into his pockets as he glanced to Lia again with a deep inward breath. He followed her towards the kitchen, a far cry from his usual flop to the couch where he'd not move an inch. Instead, it was as if he was trying to hover close by in an attempt to steal some of Lia's grounding ambiance. Maybe a few of her weird words and fancy sentences could make him feel a little lighter. Searching for it, at least. He wasn't as bad in Lia's eyes, she hadn't caught up with the rest of the world and when she looked at him- Hunter could feel a less harsh gaze. Less judgment although he wondered how long for. The screen well and truly up even if he knew there were slow gradual holes breaking through it. Nodding at the suggestion, Hunter looked to Nash's bedroom and back again. "Yeah, I'm around." He laughed then slightly, and it was only slight because he guessed quickly what Lia saw. It was hard to not see things happening in the park, virtually impossible for any secrets and Hunter was never exactly subtle. "I could hang around and be here when he wakes up." It wasn't said like a question but Hunter was prepared for the answer nonetheless, looking to the couch for a moment. "Huh? Me?" he scoffed, always forgetting tonight had reasons to celebrate further than a holiday. "Nah, not my kinda thing. If you wanna head back out there I can...just sit."

raising a little one is slightly easier this time around. when nash was the same age as his sister, lia was beside herself wondering if she was destined to be an island. she quickly learned the answer to that question, allowing her to be far more relaxed about hunter's less than consistent arrivals by the time they had saoirse. nash was too tired to even ask where his father got to, and bed time routine had become a breeze anyways. lia, taking it all in her stride. part of it comes naturally but she's certain it's also from having influences such as kenzie and kat to look up to. she's not startled by seeing hunter stood in the doorway that was empty when she first went into nash's room, she simply gives him a soft smile. 'ah, wolf tuckered 'em all out. was kinda funny, just a whole sea of toddlers hittin' the deck at the same time like they'd been at the liquor.' she points to the window, admiring the man's skill at getting the center hill kids to not miss a bedtime. the night is far from over for everyone else, the laughter and music becoming a form of white noise but lia won't be re-joining them. 'you can put him to bed tomorrow?' she suggests, moving away from the door towards the kitchen. 'i was gonna come over to see if you wanted to but...' well, she heard a screech of a car and saw a small pool of cross blonds at his trailer door. best not to ask. 'figured you'd wanna enjoy tonight, anyways.'

[graveyard-stray]

Homebound ( Sgt. Elias x Fem!Reader )

CW// Mentions of PTSD, Cursing, & Lowkey smut

You were discharged but Elias, sadly, was not. You miss him more than anything.

POV: 1st person

My name? Y/N Y/L/N. I was the first and only female soldier in my unit during the Vietnam war. Women are uncommon in this war since they are looked down upon and most don’t even want to fight, But I wanted to be useful. I was tired of being looked down upon so I worked my ass off and proved myself. A lot happened over there, a lot I don’t wanna get into.

I’m home now. I was honorably discharged after I broke my left arm, was shot twice in the leg, and twisted my right ankle, in an attempt to save someone in the unit. Someone I cared about deeply. Sargent Elias Grodin. He was my sargent and he was amazing. he was the only person in the unit to really respect me at first. We grew close. But he was gone now. I was discharged and he wasn’t.

I wasn’t even sure if he was alive anymore. It was a late night and I sat alone in my apartment, cuddled up on the couch with a blanket and my service dog. His name is Eli, I named him after Elias due to his dirty blonde color. He was there to help me with the PTSD from every that happened.

It had been 5 months since I was discharged. My injuries were healed pretty well, physically at least. I flipped through the channels on television bored out of my mind. Trying to keep my mind off the negatives. It wasn’t till Eli got off the couch and ran into my room that I took my eyes off the screen. “Where is that dog going.” I asked myself while getting off the couch and walking to my room. I go in to see a box nicked down onto the ground and Eli get into bed with some cloth in his mouth.

It took me a second before I realized what he was holding. I ran over to the bed “NO ELI BAD DOG! DROP IT!” I panicked. I wasn’t trying to be mean but I kinda freaked out. I looked down at the fabric in my hands. It was a handband that belonged to Elias. suddenly I began to cry. The last time I saw him before I left he was laying on a stretcher. We spoke briefly and then he gave me the headband he was wearing. Of course I still had it.

I took a deep breathe and attempted to wipe the tears off my face. I moved it towards my face and smelled it. This may have been weird but, it still smelled like him. God how I missed him. I opened the top drawer of my desk and put it inside to insure the dog wouldn’t get it again. I pet Eli as I felt bad for yelling at him. I then make my way back to the couch. Pushing the thoughts of Elias from my mind. It didn’t take long for me to fall asleep on the couch, the soft sound of people talking coming from the TV.

I woke up to someone knocking on my apartment door. I sat up and looked at the clock. 1:30 AM? Who could be here so late? I got up off the couch and cautiously approached the door, of course I wasn’t too worried considering if there was some criminal at the door I had a decent chance of taking them down, but it never hurts to be careful. As I got to the door I opened it slowly and as I did, my eyes went wide.

I opened the door to see Elias standing in the hall, bags on the floor next to him. I was like frozen, I couldn’t move or say anything. “Hello Angel.” He said with a sweet smirk on his face. My face turned from a shocked look to a large grin. Tears welled up in my eyes and I basically jumped into his arms. “Oh my god- ‘Lias your here. How, what, are you ever real. I swear if this is some PTSD hallucination flashback bullshit I’ll-.” I was cut off by his lips on mine. I smiled into the kiss before he pulled away, “Was that really enough for you love?” He teased, still smirking softly. I nod, beginning to cry tears of pure joy.

He chuckled and kissed my cheek softly, “Don’t cry love, your gonna make me get all emotional.” He teased more. I sniffled and softly pushed away from him with a chuckle. “Yeah yeah, come on inside!” I grabbed his bag and showed him inside. Eli ran up and sniffed around Elias. “Now who is this?” He asked, crouching down to get on the dogs level and pet him. “OH! My service dog, I named him Eli, after you.” I explained, Elias looked up at me and smiled before getting up and putting his arm around my waist, pulling me close. “Your so cute.” he said softly in my ear before placing soft kissed down my neck.

I let out a breathy moan as his hands roamed my body and he kissed all down my neck. “I missed you so much Angel.” He said between kisses. “I missed you to.” I responded, softly moaning with my words. He wasted no time in moving us to my room and making the rest of my he night quite fun.

God how I missed his touch. But I’d be sure to savor ever moment of it, and I’m so glad to have him back.

[itlivesproject]

Daily Anon Chronicles chapter five

On edge on edge on edge😖

AYO SHE CLAWED US WTF LADY CALM DOWN

Jocelyn being calm and collected after hitting a woman with a boulder. I need that kinda calm in me.

NO LET NOAH GO

THAT'S RIGHT TALIA NOONE TOUCHES NOAH

Ngl but not taking Talia was a pretty stupid idea. Just saying

Ayo we're losing control (hm is that a song or smn)

F

Abel is rattled, mc is on edge WHAT IS GOING ON I'M TRYING TO SAVE EVERYONE WAAAAAAAAAAA

Not me remembering the tune as it is and my mind playing it

I would've stayed silent if that kinda thing happened to me ngl i would be SO EMBARRASSED

Lia, please darlin it's hard enough to find someone like you let alone let you die

Ok so, i think the jealous brother did somethings there which made that place like that. 😲😲😲😲😲😲 OMG WHAT IF JEALOUS BROTHER IS REDFIELD😲😲😲😲😲

What Joss is saying is true even tho it stings a bit

THIS CONVO AFTER JOSS LEAVES IS SO FUNNYYY AHAHAHAHAHHA

I hope that if I'm sick and get out of bed(i guarantee you i will just say I'm fine coz first I'm scared of meds and second i don't like staying in bed it makes me restless) that my friend tells me to get my ass back in bed

ABEL LOOKS SO SAD OMG I WANNA STAY LOYAL TO LINKY BUT I'M BECOMING AN ABEL SIMP TOO IMMA FLIRT WITH HIM IN THE NEXT ROUTE I PLAY

idk why i always imagine an angry panda when i hear the word stomp xaxaxaxa

Um I'm in a car Joss so I'm here to give u a lift

Typing after nails are cut is so hard

Oh come on Joss sarcasm is 🤌

Erm hunger is a human thing Joss why u embarrassed. I feel like Allison and Diego with Joss. With Joss being Diego. Y'all remember that scene where Allison's like what was that and diego says hi allison loudly and she's like ya that's better

Pahhhhhhhhh, i don't stay in bed i just work through the sickness or whatever. Unless it's rly srs so

I will change the subject, Wu. I rly wanna do the casual hookup route but then Linky. WAIT FOR ME JOCELYN

Joss i can literally read faces and say if someone is bad ot not stfu. LMAO WE'RE DANCING ON THE TABLE I FEEL THE DEPTHS OF EMBARRASSMENT. Oh thank goodness we're coping but everyone else is prolly on edge.

AY UR THE MORON BITCH WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING

Let's hope it'll be fine.

Shirtless Linky hmmmm what I'd do to lick those shoulders. HE HAS CHEST HAIR. CHEST HAIR ALERT🚨🚨 well thanks Luis, for spilling wine on his shirt. It's alright, Lia he's just teasing.

OH NO OH NO PLEASE NO LINKY I'M STILL IN LOVE WITH YOU I WAS JUST HAVING SOME FUN

Sorry Linky we're all horny here and we'll use any excuse to see a shirtless guy/girl. I kinda feel bad for Noah rn. YAYYYYYYYYYYYYY *singsongy* LINKY'S GONNA HELP US with the power thing and some other things if u get what i mean

WOOOOO LESGOOOOOO. F. IF THIS IS U ANNIE ISTG I WILL CASTRATE U.

also can I just say that I love how everyone calls lincoln linky now. it's so great

[jisungsplatforms]

[Chapter VI: Girl Talk! And...Uh oh.]

Pairing: Producer/Music Major! Han Jisung x Photographer! fem! reader

Genre: NSFW! Smut; non idol au, college au, strangers to lovers

Warnings: Mature Content! strong language, angst (no smut this chapter!)

Chapter Word Count: 4.5k

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It’s been a few days since your date with Jisung and you haven’t seen him since. Was this something you brought upon yourself? Yes.

Dumbass...

You stared blankly at the ceiling, thinking about the last text you sent him. ‘Sorry, I think I caught a cold’? Why would you say that to him?! You were so focused on wallowing in shame that the sound of the doorknob twisting did not register in your mind at first.

“Y/N~! I’M BACK!” a feminine voice yelled out as you watched the door flung open all of a sudden. Forgot she’s coming back, you thought as the face of your beloved roommate entered your field of sight. “HELLO~! Oh…”

“Welcome back, Lia,” you greeted her unenthusiastically, staring at her without any expression.

“Girl,” she stopped, taking in the way your body was splayed limply on the créme-colored couch. “I didn’t realize I took your happiness with me.”

You scoffed, rolling your eyes. “Ha ha.”

Lia closed the door behind her, dragging in her large grey luggage. “Looks like I brought your sense of humor too. Do you want me to go back to Canada to find it?”

Groaning, you sat up, staring at her dead in the eye, while she laughed at her own joke. She struggled with bringing in her suitcase while mumbling about ‘how hilarious she is’ and that she should do standup comedy. Once she had successfully hauled her luggage through the cramped hallway, she pushed it to the corner of the living room before walking to where you were at. She plopped down beside you with a bounce, moving the throw pillow onto her lap.

“So why do you look like...that?”

“Boy troubles.”

“Boy troubles?!” Lia said in shock. “Wow, I never thought I’d hear that from you.”

Taking her words to slight offense, you glared at her, pouting. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Nothing! It’s just that—nevermind, continue!”

“Well, okay then... First off, Minho is a menace to society. Never go to a party with him,” you announced, adjusting your position without making any eye contact.

Your roommate chuckled. “What? Why start off like that?”

“It’s an important piece of information,” you waved her off, as if you were telling her to just listen and don’t ask questions. “So, I went to a party with him and Hyunjin a few weeks ago, right?”

“Yeah, how was it by the way?”

“Big. Seo Changbin is a rich motherfucker,” you deadpanned, snapping your neck to finally look at her. Meanwhile Lia laughed boisterously at your unexpected dryness.

“Anyways, Jinnie got DRUNK about thirty minutes later and Minho, being the dear friend he thinks he is, went off flirting with this dude with a red beanie, leaving me to babysit him.”

Lia interrupted. “Hold on, when do these “boy troubles” come in?”

You hushed her, covering her mouth with your foot. She swat your foot away from her face as you spoke. “Wait. I was getting there!” you complained. “So the red beanie dude Min was talking to, the one I mentioned earlier? I thought he was hot as hell, like if I wasn’t so busy dealing with a drunken Hyunie, I would’ve shoot my shot with him but nooo. Minho is a BITCH but it's okay, I still love him, especially since he’s the reason I have a thing now with that red beanie cutie.”

“Girl, really?! How did he do that?”

You sighed, jokingly scolding her, “Maybe if you didn’t interrupt me every damn minute, Julia, I would’ve finished my story faster.”

“It’s not my fault your storytelling skills are horrendous!” she huffed. “But sorry, I won’t interrupt now! Keep going!”

“Okay, so, after a while, I finally got Min to help me, which took like, another thirty minutes, I think? Then fast forward a little, that lazy bitch is driving us home, the drunk bitch is suffocating me with affection, and I’m just wondering why the hell those two are my best friends, but whatever. After Minho dropped me home, I wanted to text him to thank him for helping me wrangle Hyunjin, even though I forced him to, and I thought did, right?” you paused for a moment to see if Lia was still following along. After a subtle nod from her, you continued. “So I thanked ‘him’ then asked ‘him’ if he could give me that red beanie cutie’s number, which, to the total surprise of my dumbass, ended up being him.”

“Ooh...plot twist!” she randomly cheered, making you snort. “Sorry...I just had to add that!”

“It’s okay, that was the perfect commentary for that situation,” you giggled, adjusting yourself on the couch. “But yeah, fast forward again, and we’ve been hanging out, texting, and just recently, went on a date.”

“That’s great, Y/n!” Lia hugged you. She leisurely rocked you until she realized something was wrong with your story. She asked, abruptly letting go of you, “Hold on, why did you leave it at a good ending? Where’s the ‘trouble’?” Before you could answer, the sound of your notifications going off from your phone stopped you. You leaned over to see who texted you, picking it up.

(3) new message(s) from: Hannie Bear 🍯🧸

“Hannie Bear?” Lia giggled. “That’s such a cute nickname. Who’s that? Is that the boy you were talking about?” She proceeded to coo, shaking you around and making kissy noises.

You hushed her, cutely pouting, “Shut up, he gave himself that name.” You playfully pushed her face away, turning to the other side. You tapped on the notification banner to read it from your lockscreen.

Hannie Bear 🍯🧸: hey babe!

i noticed you didn’t come to class today either

are you still feeling sick baby? :( do you want me to come over?

“Huh? I didn’t know you were sick, Y/n,” Lia said slowly. You turned your head to see her looking over your shoulder, eyeing you suspiciously.

“Oh! Uh—That’s funny ‘cause—”

“Y/n, when was the last time you texted that boy?” You stayed quiet, avoiding eye contact with her. “Y/n?” she said sternly.

You sighed guiltily. “3 days ago…4 since I last saw him.” you mumbled, with the fuzz on your socks.

“3!?” she gasped, “Text that poor boy!” You hesitantly unlocked your phone, bringing your phone up to your face.

Me: Yeah, sorry Sung, I’m still kinda sick :( bleh

Please don’t come over! I don’t want you to get sick cause of me

Hannie Bear 🍯🧸: aww but i miss you :((

it’s okay. i won’t bother you now

just take care, okay? Get well soon!

i love you! ❤️

‘I love you’...There’s that stupid sentence again. Why does he keep saying that?

All of a sudden, your roommate pulled your arm towards her, forcing you to show your phone to her. She glared at the screen. “You are a terrible person, you know?” she commented after reading all your messages. You sighed, silently agreeing with her. “Why would you tell him you’re sick!?”

“I don’t know! I’m sorry!”

“Don’t apologize to me! Apologize to ‘Hannie Bear’! Tell him that you’re not sick!”

You spluttered, panicking. “NO! He doesn’t have to know that I’m not sick!” You lunged away from her to move your phone from her as far as you could. Lia payed no attention to your action, a bit confused with your reaction.

“Then why are you lying to him!? Are you avoiding him?”

“NO! I—Y-YES?! I DON’T KNOW ANYMORE!” you yelled, chucking your phone to her lap. You let out a heavy exhale, rubbing your face while you laid half your body down. Lia got up, locking your phone, and walked in front of you.

“Talk to me, Y/n,” she gently said. “What’s wrong? He seems like a nice guy.”

“He is,” you whispered. “God, he’s so fucking sweet and funny and considerate and—fuck. I don’t know…” She squeezed your arm, silently comforting you. You removed your hands from your face and sat up, looking at your sweetheart of a roommate with uncertain eyes. “Lia, I don’t know how to feel. I’m so confused! I think..everything happened so fast that... I-I’m scared...I don’t wanna fall in love with him. I don’t want to fall in love, in general. I-I’m not ready! I’m so scared that—”

“Listen,” she stopped you, moving to sit beside you again to wrap her arms around you. “I know that every single one of your past relationships weren’t the greatest. But that doesn't mean you should NOT fall in love with anyone anymore. I know it’s scary, but at least...try? And if you really don’t think it will work out, then please don’t lead him on like that. That’s just going to make the whole situation worse. It will only hurt more.”

You took a deep breath, calming yourself down. “You’re right. I’m sorry.”

Lia let go, leaving her hands on your shoulders. “You don’t have to talk to him today but please go to school tomorrow to talk to him, face to face. Deal?”

“Deal.” She brought you back to her arms, hugging you tighter and rubbing your back. You wrapped your arms around her figure with the same amount of urgency. The two of you stayed like that for a few sentences until she let go first.

“Thank you for being here for me, Lia,” you muttered into her neck.

She hummed, burying her head into your neck. “Of course. Whenever you need some ‘girl talk’, you know I’ll always be there for you.”

You released yourself from her grip, sniffling. “Welcome back home, again, Jules,” you grinned. “Wanna tell me about your trip back home?”

You walked through the semi-crowded halls, anxious. I’m getting a serious case of deja vu right now, you thought, quietly snickering to yourself. You gripped your bags closer to you, walking in a quicker pace until you reached your locker. Setting the combination of the lock, you swung the door open, digging through the small storage to switch out your books for the day.

“Hey, Y/n!”

You flinched, hearing someone randomly call out your name. Slowly turning around, filled with dread, you saw Seungmin and Jeongin walking up to you. Your shoulders slumped in relief. “Good morning, Y/n,” Seungmin greeted with a warm smile.

“Morning. Wow, it’s amazing to see you early,” you laughed, referring to Jeongin.

He scrunched his face then laughed. “I’ve been coming early for the past few days already. You would’ve known if you’ve been here.”

“Oh yeah, what happened to you? Are you okay?” the other boy asked.

Your heart stopped, panic surging through you. Why are you so scared? They’re not the ones you’re avoiding! You stared at the two boys like a deer caught in headlights. “Uhm...Sorry about the sudden disappearance but I—uh—caught a cold a few days ago.”

“Oh really?” Jeongin said. “I mean, you do look tired though so I guess that explains it, but good to know you’re good now!”

“Are you sure you’re even fully recovered?” Seungmin gave you a subtle stank look. “You should be wearing a mask, or something! Did you remember to bring some medication with you today? Don’t push yourself too much! We don’t wanna be responsible for dragging you to the clinic.”

You rolled your eyes, scoffing. “Thanks, Seungmo. I knew I could always count on you.”

“I don’t like getting sick, Y/n. Please respect that.”

Jeongin laughed. “I don’t mind!” he chimed. “Come here and spit into my mouth!”

“Jeongin! What the heck? That’s freaking gross!” Seungmin exclaimed in pure disgust.

You and Jeongin roared with laughter; Jeongin hunched over, laughing even harder when he noticed Seungmin taking small baby steps away from the both of you. “It was a joke, Seungmin!” he wheezed. “Don’t run away!”

“Stop, get away from me.” He swatted the younger’s wandering hands away. Seungmin clicked his tongue, “I mean it. Don’t you dare!”

“Aw, no need to be so mean! We’re friends, aren’t we? And friends share everything together!” you quipped.

“Not ‘everything’— Jeongin, stop!” Seungmin groaned, jokingly pushing Jeongin away as the latter started to rub his chest, laughing. “God, why are both of you so irritating? Gross.”

Your laughs started to die down when you remember a key detail. You weren’t actually sick at all; you didn’t like lying to them even if it was just a small one. Eyes scanning through the halls, you checked to see if there were any unwanted eavesdroppers. “Now I feel bad,” you said, “truth is, I—”

“What’s wrong?” Jeongin asked, stopping his annoying advances. Staring at their worried expressions made you remember that these are Jisung’s friends as well-- so that means they might tell Jisung about your troubles, especially Seungmin.

“I..uh—” your voice cracked, “actually, I wasn’t that sick—I mean, I was, i guess. But it was more of a… ‘mental health’ day! Yeah…” I mean, it kinda was though?

The two boys ‘aww’ed in pity. Seungmin was the first to comfort you. “Do not worry about it, Y/n,” he spoke softly, rubbing your back in comfort, “I know this month’s been busy for you, especially with that project Mr. Kim gave you. I think a mental health day was called for.”

Jeongin stepped forward, patting your shoulder. “Yup! Next time you have a ‘sick day’ call me so we can have one together!” he grinned.

“You know, you’re too eager to skip school, Yeni.” You narrowed your eyes, chuckling. Jeongin shrugged.

“No! It’s more so to comfort you at your lowest! I also don’t wanna go to school either....”

Seungmin scoffed, “There it is…”

“But it’s true! I do also want to be there for Y/n! At least I admitted that I’m also just lazy to go to school.”

The two of you snickered at your younger friend as he frowned. Seungmin tugged on Jeongin bag in an attempt to drag him away. “Let’s go now. The bell’s going to ring soon. I’ll see you later, Y/n. Bye,” he said, waving goodbye. You giggled, the sight of him dragging Jeongin the way he was vaguely reminded you of a dog going on a walk. You waved back to the two of them, internally giggling.

“Oh! Whatever you do, please don’t tell Jisung I’m here today!” you called out. They looked at each other in confusion, wanting to inquire about your odd request. Ignoring their puzzled expressions, you turned around to finish switching out your books. Finally grabbing your Environmental Science textbook, you closed your locker, fumbling with your lock to hook it back onto the handle. Getting a strange feeling of someone watching you, you looked over to your right, catching a glimpse of dark blue hair walking away from you.

You laid in the darkness of your room, the dim brightness of your phone bouncing off of your face being the only source of light. You were scrolling through your social media when a notification banner with a message from Jisung popped up.

Hannie Bear 🍯🧸: hey y/n let’s talk

You sat up in agitation, mentally debating if you should answer him or just pretend you didn’t see his message until you were ready. In a state of panic, instead of swiping the banner away, you accidentally clicked on it. Shit! you thought in horror. You already felt guilty enough for avoiding him, leaving him on read would just make you an asshole.

Me: Hi Sung!

What’s wrong?

You drummed your fingers against your blanket, anxiously waiting for his response.

Hannie Bear 🍯🧸: hmm...nothing :))

i just wanted to check up on you

You let out a heavy sigh of relief, clutching your chest; your heartbeat now calming down. You brought your phone closer to your face, thumbs typing away.

Me: Awww you’re so sweet Sungie

How was your day?

Right as you finally calmed down, his next plethora of messages sent you back into a panic.

Hannie Bear 🍯🧸: it was good. but...uhm

hey y/n?

just know, even though we’ve only known each other for a month, i still care a lot about you

if there’s anything that’s bothering you PLEASE talk to me, okay?

that’s all i wanted to tell you. take care, okay?

goodnight.

i love you

Your anxiety levels increased tenfold. Did he know? Feeling more guilty than ever, you read his messages over and over again with a heavy heart. I don’t deserve him…He really doesn’t deserve this!

Me: Of course Sung. Thank you

I’ll see you tomorrow

Looks like it’s time to face him again.

...You had no sleep, whatsoever.

The guilt and anxiety you felt from avoiding Jisung for the past few days was eating you alive. Why am I such a terrible person? You (not so gently) smacked your head into the wooden table, concerning the other onlookers in the library. You wanted to spend your impromptu free period loathing yourself before you had to see Jisung next period; alone. However, that plan was immediately shattered the second you felt a presence behind you.

“Boo!” someone whispered into your ear, slightly shaking you. You jumped, turning around to glare at whoever bothered you, only to see the smiling face of your best friend.

“Hyunie? What are you doing here?” your eyes followed him, watching him take the seat beside you. “l thought you and Lixie were gonna go to the studio?”

Hyunjin threw his back onto the table, resting his head on the table to match you. “We were but Lix left me to help some of his old theatre buddies and I don’t like being alone so now, I’m here! Besides, why would I leave my favorite person alone?”

You gave him a cheery smile. “Thanks, Hyunjin.”

“Mhm! I noticed you looked kind of sad though. Are you okay?”

You scrunch your face with a hiss. “You noticed?”

“Uh? Of course I did!” he drawled. “I’ve known you for over ten years already, Y/n. It’s kinda hard to not notice something like that.” You sat up, grumbling, not wanting to tell Hyunjin exactly why you’ve been so weird lately. He sat up with you, now serious. “Y/n? Is this because of Jisung? Did something happen between the two of you?”

“No!” You boomed. Your face heated up in embarrassment when you noticed the nasty look some people gave you. Muttering a quiet ‘sorry’, you hunched over, leaning closer to Hyunjin. “Jisung did nothing wrong. Actually Jisung is a total sweetheart so there’s nothing to complain about him. It’s just…”

“What? Did you find out about the hentai he watches in his free time?”

“What? No? Hold up, he watches hentai?”

Hyunjin shrugged with his hands up, faking a clueless look. “I don’t really know if he does watch it, perse, but I did catch him watching a softcore hentai before.”

Your eyes narrowed. “Huh? Nevermind. It’s not important whether he watches hentai or not anyways.”

“Good. Don’t let that get in between your relationship! Don’t wanna ruin a perfectly healthy one!” he said with a slight chuckle. Your mood instantly turned sour at the mention of your relationship. Of course, Hyunjin noticed it right away. “Y/n?”

You sighed, biting your lip. “If i tell you, you promise not to tell anyone?”

“Honestly, unless you’re cheating on him or something, then of course I gotta tell someone, he’s my friend too. Other than that, I promise!”

“Okay, great. And don’t worry! I would never cheat! Only on tests though,” you jested. The both of you chuckled before the mood went serious again. “So, you know how Jisung and I went on a date about a week ago, right?”

“Yeah…?”

“That day...Jisung said the ‘L’ word.”

Hyunjin gasped. “The big ‘L’?! He said ‘I love you’ to you?” he queried, mouthing out the ‘I love you’ part. You nodded with wide eyes.

“Yup…A full on Kdrama-inspired declaration of love when we were alone at the park!”

“Y/n, that’s honestly amazing! Did you say it back?” Your face was sullen, slowly shaking your head. “Oh, really? Hm. That’s a little...huh.”

“He says it a lot too.”

“Oh yikes,” he lamented. “No pressure or anything but, if you feel uncomfortable with it, maybe you should tell him?”

“No, it’s not that I’m uncomfortable it’s just that— geez I actually don’t know!” you cried out as quietly as you could, slouching in your chair. Hyunjin pouted in pity, leaning over to pat your thigh.

“It’s okay. You don’t have to explain yourself if you can’t or don’t want to. But I still think you should talk to Jisung about your stance in your relationship. You know he’s a sensitive boy.”

“I heard,” you sighed. “But I don’t think I have the heart to tell him exactly what I think about him.”

“You kinda have to eventually? Tell him if you want to make it official or if you wanna break it off. The sooner, the better; otherwise you’re basically just leading him on.”

“God, I know, Hyunjin! You think I don’t know that!?”

He patted your head in an attempt to calm you down. “Hey, hey. I know you know. I’m just telling you,” he whispered calmly. “Jisung is an amazing person. He’s very sweet, caring, fun, and honestly just the go-to person when you need a shoulder to cry on. Anyone is lucky to be with him!”

“Yeah, yeah, I know he’s all that. He’s nice and everything but he wasn’t someone I wanted to have feelings for! Jisung was just supposed to be a fuck buddy! No love, no affection, no feelings whatsoever, why did he fall in love with me?!” you wailed. “I was not supposed to fall in love with Han Jisung. To be honest, I kind of wish we never met.”

Hyunjin stared with a sorrowful look, knowing exactly why you’re freaking out the way you are. He was about to comfort you and give you advice when something—or someone—caught his eye. His eyes widened, weakly muttering an ‘oh shit’. You turned around, following his gaze to see…

Oh shit…

You abruptly stood up, mouth opening and closing, trying to find the right words to say to Jisung, who was staring at you with an indescribable look in his eyes. “J-Jisung! I...What are you—”

“I came here to look for some books for a research paper,” Jisung said. You tried to ignore how his cold tone sent a pang of sadness through your chest.

“Oh. Okay,” you awkwardly smiled. “I-I really like the new hair. Dark blue suits you!”

“Thank you...I remembered how you said you wanted me to try dying my hair blue so...I did it...to your request.”

“O-Oh, really?”

“I wanted to surprise you,” he muttered, pressing his lips together. “But apparently you had a surprise for me too…”

“I— How much did you hear…?”

“Everything, I’ve been here since after Hyunjin came in. Listen. Y/n...I told you, if you had a problem, especially if it’s about me, tell me about it, face to face, instead of talking about me behind my back. That shit is embarrassing, you know? Being talked about like that from someone you thought you could trust.”

“Jisung…”

“I want to hear you out, I really do. But I don’t think I want to talk to you right now, ‘specially after what you said? I don’t think it’s fair to me.” Jisung’s voice was starting to grow loud and desperate, tears forming in his eyes. “I poured my feelings out to you; I told you I loved you. I knew it was too soon to tell you that but I still took that leap, cause I thought we had a connection. I knew deep down you felt the same— at least, I thought I did…I thought you’d say it eventually but not once have you ever said ‘I love you’ back, Y/n! Do you know how much that killed me? I thought I’d be okay with it but everytime I expressed my feelings for you but never got a response back, it hurt! It made me feel like I’m just wasting my time! I-I FELT LIKE AN IDIOT!”

Hyunjin stepped in, hushing the both of you. “Guys, I know this is something between the two of you, but people are watching now. You should take this outside.”

“No. It’s okay, man. I said what I wanted to say,” Jisung said, already making his way out of the library. “Goodbye, Y/n. Take care, alright?”

“No...Jisung, wait!” You forced your shaky legs to chase after him. However, Hyunjin wrapped his arms around you, stopping you.

“No, Y/n. Give yourselves time,” he whispered into your hair, kissing the top of it to calm you down. You turned around and cried into chest, clutching onto him tightly. He tried his best to maneuver you both around to a more secluded area of the library, mouthing out a bunch of ‘sorry’s for the scene that was created. Finding a dark corner between the aisles, he carefully pushed you to it, lifting your head to see your face. You looked up, red faced with tears and snot running down your face.

Hyunjin reached into his pocket to take his handkerchief to wipe your messy face. He held the cloth against your nose, wordlessly telling you to blow your nose. Despite how disgusting he found the sound was, he resisted the urge to cringe, seeing how this was no time to act dramatic. “It’s okay, Y/n. Breathe,” he gently comforted you. He left the dirtied handkerchief on his lap and securely wrapped his arms around you again. He caressed your back, softly humming a sweet song. “Shh shh. You’ll be okay. Just let it out.”

You weakly stuttered, “I didn’t want to tell him like that. I didn’t want him to think I didn’t love him back, Hyunjin.”

“Everything will be okay, Y/n. Just cry it out first, then we’ll deal with this together.”

“I didn’t mean to hurt his feelings! This is my fault! It’s because I was a fucking idiot and let my fears get in between us!”

Hyunjin just stayed silent and hugged you tighter, moving his hand to the back of your head to tuck you into his neck. He played with your hair, knowing how relaxing it was to you. He went back to humming another song and held you until you were calm again. You let go of him, still sniffling.

“Feel better now?” Hyunjin asked. You shook your head no.

“Not really. I still feel like shit but not as much as before.”

“I mean, that’s still progress?” he tried joking around to lift your spirits. The joke only went over your head though.

“Yeah. Better than crying,” you agreed listlessly, wiping your nose. He stood up and held his hands out. You took them, hoisting yourself up. “Thank you, Hyunie. I love you.”

“Of course, I love you too, Y/n. Talk to Ji when you’re ready again, okay?” He led you out of the dark aisle to go back to your table. You latched yourself onto his arm, hiding your face.

“Okay. But for now, can you please just take me home? I don’t think I’m in the right mindset now to continue the rest of the day.”

“No problem. Anything for you.”

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A/n: i apologize for posting this chapter so late! as i’ve mentioned before, i did get a little busy so i haven’t been able to work on any fics. hope you all understand! <3 AND idk if anybody noticed but i combine chapters 6&7 together instead to somewhat make up for the late update, that’s why it’s a little longer that what i usually write! hope you enjoyed!

[pirateez]

hii! could you please write something for haechan? where you both have to attend some fancy party but you had an argument right before leaving, so you have to pretend everything is okay. thank you!!! <3

misunderstanding - lee haechan

genre: angst? fluff kinda? no clue tbh

btw imagine haechan wearing what he wore in the recent 00 line vlive (210305)

wc: 0.7k

you took a deep breath, fingers looped loosely with haechan’s as the two of you walked into the house together. there were a decent amount of people you could recognize amongst the attendees so you dropped haechan’s hand and walked over to your friend yeji. you tried your best to ignore the hurt that blossomed in your chest when haechan didn’t try to keep you by his side.

someone handed you a drink, probably one of yeji’s friends, which you downed quickly before joining in the conversation.

“y/n, how are you?” lia asked, moving next to you.

“i’ve been better. did you get that promotion?” you couldn’t tell lia you didn’t want to be at her party, she’d been excited about you coming for three weeks now.

you knew lia was going on about her job and if it were any other day you’d be listening intently but right now your eyes trailed over to haechan. he was across the room sitting in a large armchair that had people sitting on the arms as well but you didn’t really see them, not when haechan had his legs spread and a small smirk on his face while he listened to someone tell a joke.

you couldn’t believe haechan was mad at you now of all times. why did he have to look so good when he’s angry at you?

“y/n?” lia waves her hand in front of your face.

“sorry. yeah?”

“if you wanna be with him so badly why don’t you go over there?” she wonders aloud to you, head tilting ever so slightly.

“he’s upset with me right now so i don’t think that’d go as well as i wish it would.”

“so why don’t you drag him away somewhere and make him not upset at you?”

your head snapped over to lia, eyes wide as you realized what she was saying. her smug smile makes you roll your eyes at her but sure enough, ten minutes later you listen to her and drag haechan away from everyone.

you fully expected him to use his strength to stop you from pulling him up the stairs of the house and into some room that wasn’t completely clean yet he didn’t, he just followed you lazily.

when you turn back to him from closing the door to see him spread across the unknown bed you realize why. haechan is drunk.

“you’re already drunk? we haven’t even been here an hour...”

haechan lifts his head to glare at you, “are you judging me?” you just shake your head at him when he continues. “besides, i’m not drunk i’m just kinda tipsy.”

silence looms over the room, the only noises heard are the loud music from downstairs and partygoers yelling every few minutes. neither of you know what to say, how to bring the issue up. you wish haechan wasn’t as stubborn as he is so that this would be easier, but he isn’t so it’s a bit rough to deal with.

“i’m not saying i was in the wrong, but i am sorry for what you saw out of context.” you finally speak up, voice strong but not loud.

“what i saw out of context?!?” haechan repeats, finally sitting up completely. “how is you kissing another man out of context?”

“well, i wasn’t kissing him first of all.” your eyes roll at how dramatic your boyfriend is. “i was hugging him and giving him a kiss on the cheek like i do with all of my friends. you’ve seen me do it multiple times before?”

“it looked like a lot more than a kiss on the cheek from where i was...” haechan trailed off with a pout on his lips. you really wanted to kiss him right now.

“key word, looked. i would never cheat on you babe, you should know this. what does anyone have that my lovely lee haechan doesn’t?” you had moved closer to haechan on the bed as you spoke, eventually stopping in between his, once again, spread legs. “you’ve got it all. i’d be dumb to even look at another person while being involved with you.”

you run your hands through his already messy hair, stopping at his nape and tilting his head so he’s looking at you.

“you would be dumb if you did that...” haechan grumbles up to you, eyes softening when he sees how hurt you look. “i’m sorry i thought you were cheating. also, i love you.”