#i remember like. last year i did another one of these typa things with their y3 renders lol

[todayisafridaynight]

[daniyanii]

YANDERE KILLMONGER:

‘Slow Death’- Synopsis

It was just a one time fling and he’ll get over it soon, right? That’s what you kept telling yourself as you ignore his constant calls and texts

You were mad at yourself for indulging in a hookup that at the time, you were so proud of.

You’d tried the relationship route before but it never went well for you. After the humiliating breakup with your ex last year you’d decided to give yourself some time alone.

And stupidly you decided on the weekend that you were ready to have sex. Not a relationship, not casual sex, and not fuck buddies. Just a one and done to clear your stress until the urge built over again.

𝓯𝓵𝓪𝓼𝓱𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴

You felt good, like really good. You were dressed from head to toe in all new clothing with the perfect glam makeup look. For once you were happy to go out with your friends and they didn’t have to drag you out to come along.

You knew tonight was the night you were going home with a stranger. Was it smart? No. Were you gonna do it anyways? Yes.

The last thing you remembered before meeting your man of the night was getting in the car to leave. It was like the whole night was a blur before him.

But god you couldn’t forget they way he licked over his plump lips while making eye contact with you. You only held his gaze for a second before looking away.

He was simply too attractive. It seemed laughable for a woman like you to even breathe in his direction. And although you felt amazing tonight you just knew it wasnt going to happen with him.

So before you could convince yourself to look again you walked to the bar and your friends followed. When you sat down you noticed the man sitting two seats from you got up to sit right next to you.

He was definitely more attainable. He wasn’t ugly by a long shot but he was nowhere near the man that you just saw. It didn’t matter though, he didn’t need to be a model, just a good lay.

As you talked to the man you felt yourself really loosen up. He was funny and quick with his words. Just when you thought you were going to take it to the next step he looked at his phone with his eyes widened.

“I-Im sorry to cut you off but I have to go. My uh wife needs me.” He said in a panicked almost scared voice

“Wife? I see, go ahead.”

“Y/n im really sorry I just-“

“It’s fine I swear. You owe me nothing, now go help your wife!” you laughed to hide your disappointment

Guess you weren’t getting laid tonight afterall.

Just as you were about to turn to your friends to tell them you’re leaving another man sat next to you.

And of fucking course it’s that fine ass man.

“Hey there.” he spoke with his deep, smooth voice

“H-Hi.” all of a sudden you didn’t feel so confident anymore. you were convinced he was making fun of you in his head

“What’s a pretty lady like you doing here alone?” He responded with a smirk

“I-Uh I didn’t come alone. I came with my friends.”

“Ok lemme rephrase that. What are you doing here without your man?” He knew you didn’t have a man but he wanted you to confirm it

“I don’t have one. I’m enjoying the single life to the fullest.”

“Ok ok, so does that mean you wouldn’t mind coming over?” His dark gaze told you exactly what he meant

“Hmmm, I don’t know. What typa plans do you have?” You tried to keep it sexy yet do slow teasing but his next words threw all that out the window

“Im tryna eat you out on every surface in my house.” you couldn’t believe he said that with no shame

You were surprised because he seemed like one of those guys who knew he was hot so he just fucked women for his pleasure, and his pleasure only. You figured he’d fuck you hard for 10 minutes maybe and then kick you out. It would make this a lot easier since you weren’t used to one night stands. If he beat it up like an animal and threw her to the side she wouldn’t make feelings for him.

But of course he just had to a take your soul. He meant when he said he wanted to eat you on everything in his house, because he did. The table, the couch, the wall, the coffee table, the floor and thats not even counting his bedroom.

When he was done he left you an overstimulated, tear stained mess. Your pussy throbbed so much you could barely move but you wanted to return the favor.

But Erik simply said no. He didn’t want you to touch him, he kept saying this time it was all about you. You didn’t have the courage to tell his this is the only time

When you stood up and started walking (limping really) out the room to find your clothes. Within seconds he spun you around to face him

“Where you goin baby?” He asked with furrowed brows as he intertwined your hands

“This was amazing but I gotta get going. I have wo-.”

You didn’t miss the sharp glare Erik sent directly at you. It was like he knew you were lying…

“Just stay till the morning. I’ll drop you off and everything. Kay baby?” He started kissing down your neck to convince you

“Okay” you agreed because you knew you were just gonna leave once you knew he was sleep

He carried you back to the bed with a chuckle since your legs were still wobbly. When he laid down rather than pulling you into his chest, he pulled you to lay directly on top of him. You were completely smushed into his scar covered chest, especially with his big ass hand resting on the back of your head, stroking your hair.

It felt nice…too nice. She thought it was gonna be a fuck and run with no passion. But here she was cuddling the man who just made her pass out from cumming less than 30 minutes ago. Not only were they cuddling but he was so loving with his touches. The switching from rubbing her back to her hair, the occasional kiss on the forehead. He was holding her like you would a lover.

“You’re so beautiful. I can’t wait for our future baby. Wanna give you everything and more.” he murmured into you hair

You didn’t respond because you knew there was no future. It felt wrong that you hadn’t yet told him your intentions but it was also wrong he assumed you wanted to be with him. You prayed he just though you were sleep

“Baby? Did you hear me?” He asked pulling back to see you were very much awake

“Um, yeah I did.” you said timidly, hoping that this conversation would end soon

“Why you aint say nothin?” He looked directly in your eyes, awaiting your response.

“I- This is just a one night stand. I’m not really looking to date right now. I’m sorry.” you dropped eye contact the second you started talking

You expected him to violently shove you off, or ask you to leave. But to your surprise he chuckled and hugged you closer.

“Yeah ok baby we’ll see about that.”

𝓯𝓵𝓪𝓼𝓱𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓻

That morning you snuck out his apartment as stealthily as you could. It took you about 15 minutes to get off the bed and another 5 to actually leave.

Around halfway through your walk back to the bar to get your car, your phone started blowing up with messages and calls.

+1 (473) 372-3639: Baby where are you??

+1 (473) 372-3639: Why did you leave? Did I say something wrong?

+1 (473) 372-3639: Look ik you said you didn’t wanna be serious but please just think about it

+1 (473) 372-3639: My neighbor said she didn’t see a car come pick you up, and that you started walking back toward the bar

+1 (473) 372-3639: I’m coming to get you, just stay there.

You realized by the time you got to the bar he’d be waiting for you. So you did what any scared woman would do, you ran.

You ran all the way home and locked your door tight behind you.

[akaashisupremacy]

New Beginnings

Summary: Having broken off your engagement for an arranged marriage with Gojo, your relationship is in shreds. Will you be able to find peace in each other again?

Notes: Gojo Satoru is good-looking, all powerful and beyond good at his job. I’ve always wanted to explore something he struggles with 

Gojo Satoru  x reader

Multi-fandom Masterlist || HQ Masterlist || Ao3 version

Genre: ANGST AND PINING, exes to friends to ??, commitment issues lol (wc: 1.3k) tw: mention of blood, infedelity-ish

“Sensei, why are we heading to the infirmary?”

Right after Gojo Satoru arrived at the den Itadori Yuuji was staying, Kiyotaka burst in and whispered something in his ear. Gojo’s eyes widened and he immediately set off with Yuuji tailing him.

“What happened to her?” Gojo exclaims.

The three arrive at the infirmary to see you writhing in pain and screaming in agony. There is dark red blood on your side. Gojo looks like someone had been clawing nails at a chalkboard. He hates to see you like this.

Kiyotaka looks for a healer. Yuuji goes to hide. Gojo tries to undo your makeshift bandages. You’re in a blur of pain.

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The next thing you remember after your aborted mission is Gojo Satoru’s concerned eyes watching over you. You’re in the Jujutsu Tech infirmary. Your wound is still fresh as hell.

“She’s really beautiful, sensei.” Itadori Yuuji comments quietly from your bedside.

“She is.” Gojo agrees. Your eyes are closed, yet you sense his presence seated on a stool by your bed.

“Is she a former classmate?” Yuuji asks.

“Among other things. She used to be my fiancée too.”

Yuuji probably scrambles at his stance, “Your what????”

Gojo turns to him, “To be clear it wasn’t a love match. We were arranged to be married by our families by 21, but we broke it off.”

Whenever either of you say this, it always leaves more questions than answers.  

Your eyes flicker open. You wince as you try to sit up. Gojo immediately reaches out to aid you. Your hands swat him away.

“Welcome back?” He cheekily greets.

You sniff and look the other way. Why did he have to work here?

Beside him is a young student with pink hair. He must be Yuuji.

“Go get her something to eat from the kitchens.” he tells his student, “Something gentle on the stomach and nutritious enough to get her strength back.”

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Seeing Gojo Satoru is  a different kind of pain. You once thought you were to be married to this man. Because you knew it was your obligation to your family, you learned to love him.

You both enter Jujutsu Kaisen at 15, Gojo a year ahead. It was the most painful three years of your life. Gojo was a popular and inexorable flirt. His attention span for romances was short although he was never short on female attention.

He cared for you very much. He protected you, assured you and was one of your best friends, but you’ve come to accept that he could never love you romantically or be faithful. He just wasn’t interested.

It hurt you deeply of course. You had tried so hard to love him and he couldn’t do the same for you. Was something wrong with you?  You felt deficient. You took the blame onto yourself.

When you were about to graduate, you decided to take matters into your own hands.

“Gojo, I’m going back home this Sunday, probably for the last time.” you approached him while he sat on a stone bench. He had just come back from a mission.

“Any reason it sounds so dramatic?’ he raised a brow.

“I’m breaking off our engagement to my clan leader.”

Gojo was so taken aback he didn't know how to react. His mouth hung open.

“You don’t love me and I don’t think you can.” you sighed, looking away.

Gojo fiddled with his hands, “I do, just not romantically.”

It bothered you that he loved you like family. How could you be married to him if he couldn't see you as more than a friend?

“I don’t know why you haven’t come up with this idea yourself honestly.” you frowned. You can feel yourself glaring more intensely than you had wanted to project.

A gentle gust of wind blew by, ruffling the hairs on your head.

“I have,” he quietly admitted, “But I was afraid you’d take it personally and I was trying to find a way to spare you the anguish.”

You shook your head and kicked a pebble, “There’s nothing you can do to spare me.”

“I’ll go with you. If you do this alone, your clan will exile you. Maybe if they see that it’s mutual maybe they’ll be kinder.” he resolved. The arranged marriage was important because it solidified an alliance between your families. Breaking it off meant you were essentially having your own insurgency against your clan.

But they weren’t kinder. You were still exiled. It was hardly a surprise. At least you were relieved of the prospects of loveless marriage.

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“Can you not watch me eat?” You weakly snap at him.

"I can see you’re still pissed at me.” he acknowledges saintly.

You angrily stuck your spoon on your porridge with all the strength you could muster

“Every time I see you I’m reminded of how I failed to make you love me,” your voice is peeling with emotion, “And how my clan kicked me out because of it.”

Gojo opens his mouth to talk, but nothing comes out. Instead he nods understandingly. He goes to grab you more water.

“Every time I see you hurt like this, it reminds me how I fail at protecting you too.” he murmurs, “I know we’re no longer engaged, but I can’t shake the feeling that I’m supposed to keep you from harm.”

He talks with his back away from you, as if you could see through him even without his eyes.

“You didn’t fail at anything,” he continues, “Things couldn’t work out between us because of me. I’ve long since known that I’m not into romantic relationships—at least not in the long term, monogamous way that leads to a wedding and a family. But if I could…I promise…it would be with you.”

“Maybe in a different life.” He adds, reigning in his emotion.

Your face softens at his words. You reach out to hold his hand and he holds you tenderly.

“I didn’t mean to cause you the pain that I have.” he whispers, his voice hoarse.

Tears fall down your eyes. You’ve always carried the blame on yourself. Hearing that from him lifts imaginable weight from your chest. You didn’t realize how badly you needed his apology.

He reaches into his pocket for a handkerchief and wipes away your tears.

“We’ve wasted so many years lost in our own pain.” you mumble back, looking away from him.

“We were too young to deal with the cards that we have been dealt then.” he replies, “You should be kinder to our younger selves.”

He lightly squeezes your hand and for a moment you’re both silent.

“Yeah, I guess I should.” you said with a small smile, “I wish we could press a reset button to start over.”

You hear footsteps entering the infirmary. Itadori Yuuji sees the two of you, hands still entangled in each other. He tries to walk back as if not having seen you.

You both pull away. Strangely you don’t feel embarrassed at all.

“Yuuji, go get a wheelchair. We’re taking our guest for a walk. It’s a beautiful day today.” he instructs, eyes still locked at you. Yuuji nods, glad to be sent away.

He turns to you grinning, “That kid was stunned at how beautiful you are. He told me so on the way back. He only likes Jennifer Lawrence so I guess you’re at par with her.”

You both chuckle and laugh.

“I’ve always wanted to be mistaken for a celebrity.”

“You’re more badass in real life though.” he tilts his head.

“You didn’t need him to get a wheelchair. I can try to walk.” you insist, pushing against the bed rails.

Gojo stands to help you, “The doctor clearly said you need to save your strength. You can walk when we get to the garden.”

“I can’t believe we’re bickering already.” you roll your eyes.

Gojo snorts. You crack a smile. He helps you swing your legs down the bed. Today you start anew, an attempt to reshape how your relationship should’ve been. Today, you finally get some new beginnings.

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General taglist: @itstheee-ha-chan @kaizumi@holaaaf@glxar@francxsca

Series Taglist: @kageyamakock 

Like this fic? Check out another Gojo fic here.

The rest of the series: Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 || Part 5 || Part 6 || Part 7 || Part 8

Heyyy if you made it this far. Let me know your thoughts and if you’d like to see the next chapters 🥺 Writing this fic had me feeling so many typa ways hahahaha and I just need to share it with people. 

[ak8shi]

FWB HQ Boys: In which you beat the player at his own game!

warnings: Time skip spoilers, mentions of sex(all characters are 18+), stupid people in love

a/n: I love one(1) libra man!! I love Atsumu’s character and the way he’s developed in hq and I think that this is a very probable way in which he finds love !! thank you all so much for loving the first installment so much <3 I-I went a little overboard with this one but ,, xoxo Chlo

━Miya Atsumu

Let’s start with a little background; I think we can all agree Atsumu is and always has been popular with the ladies

…But that doesn’t necessarily mean the ladies are popular with him LMAO

He’s truly the emotionally unavailable heartbreaker and he built himself quite a reputation without even knowing it

This dude doesn’t even really fuck around with girls, maybe a few meaningless flings his senior year but besides that, he only has eyes for one lady and her name begins with the letter V and ends with ball

LET’S GO

So you’ve known Atsumu for years unfortunately,,, and you surely know about how he treats the girls that approach him with confessions and boxes of chocolates

You don’t approve of it at all, but your family is practically family with the Miya’s and you’ve literally spent every major holiday with them since you can remember

You: Atsumu would it kill you to show some respect towards these women

Atsumu: If she breathes, she’s a thot

….smh… a fucking mess someone please put him in his place

However your mom was always happy that you could be around the twins since you were an only child, and she loved the idea of you having two brothers who would protect you from the evils of college men little did she know,,

You hate to admit it and we hate to see it, but you started to develop a crush on him your freshman year of high school.. you suppose it was because you spent so much time with him and you saw parts of him that a lot of people didn’t get to see I mean you also saw him with his jersey on and off pretty often how could you resist

For example, every Halloween you had a sleep-over tradition where you watched horror films after trick-or-treating and Atsumu was scared SHITLESS every year, I’m talking ripping your favorite blanket off you and burying his face in it to block out the movie, he would threaten you and Osamu about telling people at school about it

Him, a 17 year old teen standing in your doorway at 3:40 am: c-can I sleep on yer floor I LOVE HIM SKAKAKAJSW

You, filming him and sending it to Suna on snap: sure Atsumu <3

You found yourself entranced when he automatically gave you his school cardigan on the walks home from school when it was cold or raining, and completely enraptured by his cute little accent

Atsumu: did ya know yer a fuckin’ idiot bimbo stupid butt crack for not bringin’ yer jacket

Atsumu: yer lucky I’m a gentleman

You: ...

Osamu: god…..

It was naïve to think he would ever reciprocate feelings especially with his entire life being his volleyball career, and you convinced yourself it was a tiny high school crush and eventually you managed to repress it

Too much was on the line; you didn’t want to make both of your families awkward, and you needed to focus on your studies as one of the top students at Inarizaki yes ma’am

Besides you loved him like family right ???

RIGHT ???

The twins are a year older than you, and Atsumu had just signed to play professionally for MSBY!!

You at his official signing: wow, looks like you don’t have to resort to living on the streets after all

Him: yeah ❤️

You kind of forgot about how you felt about him since you weren’t seeing either of the twins consistently anymore with how busy both of you were; you stayed in contact, but nothing really serious

It was weird because you were still in high school while the boys were experiencing college and doing their own thing… you drifted apart honestly and you felt a bit awkward talking to them sometimes, you felt like you were bothering them Atsumu would probably tease you and say that you were

Another year passed and you were heading to college! You are living your best life, meeting new people, and then you got the text from your mom that you were doing Thanksgiving with the Miya’s,, you weren’t sure if that meant you would be seeing both twins but something about the possibility of seeing Atsumu again made something stir in your chest

Fall break hit and you found out both the twins and you were back at home since Atsumu also had a rare break from training and his regular professional season

You were helping Osamu out at his shop, since it was his first time dealing with the overflow of Thanksgiving season as a new business owner

You’re helping close the shop, when you hear the door jingle; you turn to say a polite “sorry we’re closed for the day,” but you’re met with what seems like a new and improved and muscular Atsumu OH NO

He looks amazing and so much older than you remember??? And he’s thinking the same thing about you!!! Like wow she’s changed a lot since she started college, I’ve missed a lot apparently ??

You immediately fall into his arms, inhaling his familiar scent, Osamu rolling his eyes at the two of you and telling you to get lost before he yaks

You leave the shop with Atsumu, inviting him to your house; as you enter, you catch your mom leaving to pick up some last-minute groceries for the Thanksgiving meal

She’s acts way happier to see Atsumu than she acted when you came home LMAO later she doesn’t shut up about how handsome and manly he’s become, but you just pull him away to your room and lock your door behind you

He goes to sit on your flower-patterned comforter from your childhood, newly washed thanks to your mother

Atsumu: so…. what’s up with you..?

You can’t control the churning of your stomach all of a sudden; you can’t remember him ever looking at you this way, like he’s looking at a woman

The feelings come rushing back, and literally all you can think about is kissing him

You lean back on your dresser in front of the bed, and a wave of need to express yourself washes over you,

“Atsumu, I missed you.”

You don’t even know what’s happening until you’re trapped in between Atsumu and the door, his mouth gently pressed against yours, his warm hands caressing your hips

He asks if this is okay, and all you can do is moan back a yes in response

Let’s just say your mom might need to clean your comforter again lmaoo

It’s complicated and you’re both kinda confused after… like no one admitted that they had feelings for the other and its not like either of you can just disappear from the other’s life like a random hook-up

BUT BOTH OF YOU ARE TOO STUPID AND STUBBORN TO REALIZE YOU LIKE EACH OTHER AND WANT A RELATIONSHIP I-

Like he’s literally cuddling you and kissing you and asking you about college in your childhood bedroom naked what

And it ISN’T uncomfortable at all

It feels so right to be in his arms, and you’re in disbelief about what happened??? What even like how have you gone all this time without doing anything honestly

You suddenly hear your dad pull into the garage, and you’re both up and putting your clothes on as fast as possible

It’s embarrassing when you look back on it, how long the hook-ups went on, but this was a common occurrence whenever the two of you were home

It was basically like you were dating and doing long-distance without the label

IT WENT ON FOR ALMOST A YEAR 🤡

Osamu during next year’s Thanksgiving meal: I think we should go around the table and say what we’re thankful for, I’ll go first. I’m thankful that two people at this table are getting laid despite the fact that I’m not 😊

Your parents:

Atsumu, in many ways, is oblivious to what his feelings mean after not really being in any real relationships and blocking out all the girls during high school,

He would find himself texting you after each of his matches, hoping you had watched him and his heart would flutter when you complimented him on his sets

Atsumu on the phone with you: yeah I’m just chillin’ with the boys rn 😏

Sakusa: get the fuck off my bed and get off the phone with your girlfriend so I can sleep

Atsumu: she’s not my girlfr-

Sakusa, talking loud enough for you to hear: I literally don’t care but don’t you have her picture saved as your lockscreen?

He tried to hook-up with someone when he was away playing a tournament in the summer, but it wasn’t the same and it was only good if he imagined it was you

He never did it again and before coming home for Christmas, he called Osamu to finally ask him what to do

Osamu: about time you meathead

Osamu literally spells it out to this man; he has been and is in love with you and he needs to do something about it asap before someone else snatched you away

Atsumu: why didn’t ya just say somethin’ ? Ya know I’m not good at these typa things !

I can’t he’s something else

So it’s Christmas, and he asks if you would want to go see the town square’s Christmas lights with him

Of course you say yes, you’re just really excited to finally see him after so long !!

Atsumu with rosy cheeks ugh spare me

He picks you up and greets you with a kiss to your temple, and he has a little gift baggie with him; he hands it to you to open and you pull out his old school cardigan

“I-I thought maybe you would want it since ya always stole it from me in high school, and since I’m half-way ‘round the world most of the time”

It smells just like him, you thank him with a kiss to his cheek and you tuck it away in your bedroom before leaving hand-in hand to see the colorful lights dazzling in the night sky

You talked to Osamu about your relationship with his brother and you want Atsumu to make a move honestly; you want to be sure he wants this since you’ve literally liked him since high school

You’re not sure what you are expecting, but when Atsumu has you in his arms, your back against his chest and his chin on your shoulder as you watch the Christmas carolers, you don’t expect him to whisper into your ear,

“hey, will ya be my girl?”

You turn around to give him a surprised look, his hand bringing yours to his mouth to plant a soft kiss on your knuckles this is his favorite place to kiss fight me

After getting over your dream-like shock, you say yes and pull him into a kiss

I’m crying he tells you afterwards that you were his girl since the first time he met you, we’ll let him have this one because did he really know until like a week ago? no

Whew, all of your friends and family let out a relieved sigh when they hear the news LMAO

Suna, hearing about Atsumu finally making it official: thank god I was about to start blackmailing him with those Halloween videos

[asian-hero]

You are literally the best at writing angst, your fics make me feel some typa way. Can I request a todoroki shoto fic where him and reader are dating and he’s a prohero and she’s a doctor. And shoto is absent a lot bc of work and s/o gets sad bc she feels the relationship is 1sided. They fight bc shoto prioritizes hero-ing, & rder is like “but I save lives too”. They get “close” to splitting, but they makeup somehow. Thank you!!!!!!!

A/N: You think you can get away with breaking my heart just because you complimented me on my writing? 😤 (but in all seriousness, thank you for the compliment!)

You guys know you can request fluffy shit too, right?

Summary: You knew that you and Shouto came from different worlds, and while both of your jobs helped to save people, that didn’t mean that the two of you necessarily saw eye to eye on certain things. One of the things that the two of you never seemed to agree on was your relationship, and you were starting to feel that the two of you would never agree when it came to that.

Words: 3,307

You knew from the start that dating a pro hero wasn’t going to be easy. One day you could wake up next to the love of your life, and then five hours later, you find out that they died while watching the evening news. Or, one day you could find yourself being abducted by villains as a pawn to lure your hero lover into rescuing you, and either become scarred from the trauma of being kidnapped, or be the reason why your partner had fallen. Along with this, the hours for a pro were sporadic and unpredictable, which made it even harder to keep up a healthy relationship. So, it was safe to say that most heroes didn’t usually get into relationships with civilians, and, as a doctor, who had to deal with said heroes, you promised yourself to never get involved with one of them. If not for your physical health, then for your mental health.

Oh, how naive you were.

Somehow, whether it be due to some force in the universe that wanted to prove you wrong, or your own lack of willpower, you not only caught the attention of a certain elemental hero, but he had also caught yours as well. At first, you blamed your flustered state on the fact that he seemed to be one of your most, regular, patients. You tried to fool yourself that you were just simply worried for his health. After all, it wasn’t healthy to be visiting a hospital almost every other week. A few weeks of trying to convince yourself, and you suddenly were faced with the horrendous idea that you may have actually been worried about him because you cared about him, more than you were supposed to. It didn’t help that he was so handsome and sweet. In all honesty, it was truly a marvel that you managed to keep it together for as long as you had.

While you tried to keep your feelings tucked away deep inside of your heart, Shouto seemed to have other plans. On the days that he wasn’t in your hospital, bothering you with some large gash from a villain, or some serious bruises and broken bones from attempting to catch a falling building, he would still make his presence known through vases of flowers addressed specifically to you, as thanks for patching him up. Soon, arrangements of flowers were no longer delivered by the mailman, but instead by Shouto himself. He’d make sure to catch you on your break, or whenever you weren’t busy, just so he could strike up a conversation with you. It was both the most sweet and baffling thing that someone has done for you. Fairly soon after his common visits, the hospital became like his second home, where everyone knew why he was there, and the glamour of having a famous pro hero in their work environment was no longer exciting. 

So, no one could really blame you when you started dating him a few months later. 

Loving Shouto was one of the easiest things that you’ve ever done. Being in love with him came naturally to you, as if it were another part of your body. He was always so kind and caring, and while he did have his moments where his inexperience in terms of relationships truly showed, he always strived to be the best boyfriend that he could be. You knew that Shouto was the one who you wanted to spend the rest of your life with, to grow old with. In fact, about a year into your relationship, Shouto had suggested that the two of you move in together, under the guise that you would both be saving a lot of money when it came to water and electricity, since the two of you practically lived together anyways. Not that you needed a reason to move in with him.

However, life wasn’t always that easy, and relationships don’t always turn out the way you thought they would.

After two years of dating Todoroki Shouto, you knew that the two of you would fall into some form of routine. The “honeymoon” phase wasn’t going to last forever, and you were perfectly fine with that. You still loved him dearly, and even though you both didn’t express it nearly as much as you used to, the feelings were still there, at least, on your side of the relationship.

While the two of you began to fall into your normalcy, with you growing comfortable with each other’s company, you found yourself realizing just how absent Shouto was. It started when he’d cancel your little dinner dates at home, saying that you shouldn’t wait up for him, since he’ll be home late. Of course, you gave him the benefit of the doubt, because you knew that his schedule wasn’t always the best, so you never complained to him. Soon, though, instead of missing dinner, Shouto was missing the entire day. It wasn’t very often that you had the day off, so when you did, he promised that he’d be home as well, so the two of you could make up lost time. But, when the time came, you woke up alone in your shared bed, a short note on your bedside table being your only indication that he’d left the house, and that he wouldn’t be home until late at night. Eventually, your shared apartment started to feel as though you were the only one living in it, and the only way that you knew Shouto was still living there was because the leftovers you’d put in the fridge for him would be gone the next morning.

At first, you tried really hard to be understanding. You knew that he couldn’t always be there with you, as he had a job to do. Any annoyance that you held toward him would be instantly replaced by guilt, since you knew that he was busy. However, as the days turned into months, your patience began to grown thin, and you were starting to question whether or not he even loved you anymore. If he did, he certainly never showed it, nor did he seem to feel the need to tell you that he loved you. In all honesty, you couldn’t remember the last time he told you he loved you, or the last time you ever felt loved. At this point, you were just wondering if he even cared if you were around, or if you were just someone who he knew would always be there.

Though you had managed to keep your feelings away from him for a while, it didn’t take long for your heart to no longer be able to carry your sorrows, and soon enough, you found yourself sitting on your couch at one in the morning, balling your eyes out as you waited for Shouto to come home.

Luckily for you, you didn’t need to wait much longer, as you could hear the soft click of the lock, and in a matter of seconds, you found yourself staring down the love of your life, who seemed shocked at the fact that you were still awake.

“(Y/N)?” He called out, concern filling his voice, “Why are you still awake?”

Wiping your eyes, you took in a deep breath, preparing yourself for what was to come. “We need to talk,”

Though it was a bit hard to see, with only the light from the kitchen illuminating your apartment, you could make out the tired expression on Shouto’s face. With a soft sigh, he moved toward you, patting your head.

“Can we talk about this in the morning?”

You rolled your eyes, crossing your arms across your chest. “Will you even be here in the morning?”

Hearing the edge to your voice seemed to catch his attention, as he tilted his head, clearly confused. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

You shrugged your shoulders, standing up from the couch in order to meet his eyes. “It’s a simple question, Shouto. You’re not even here when I wake up, so how are we supposed to talk?”

He furrowed his brow, not quite understanding what you were getting at. When he didn’t respond, you let out an obnoxious sigh, all of the anger you’ve been bottling up for the past few months finally rearing its ugly head.

“You know, at first I was fine with you cancelling for dinner. I did my best to understand that you’re a hero, and you have an important job to do,” Your eyes bore into him, almost as if you thought you could convey all of your hurt and anger by just your stare, “But, when you start to become less of a ‘roommate’ and more of a cryptid, that’s where I draw the line.”

“What are you talking about?” You could hear the defensive edge in his voice, and it did nothing to stop the fire from raging in your stomach.

“Do you even remember the last time that the two of us were together? The last time we did something that was remotely romantic? I certainly can’t!” You knew that you were unloading a lot of feelings onto him, but you couldn’t care less at this point.

“Well I’m sorry that I can’t be here all the time, but it’s not like I can just stop what I’m doing just to come home and chat,”

You wanted to rip your hair out. “I’m not asking you to do that!”

“Then what do you want?” He asked, his tone becoming as sharp as a knife, “Do you want me to quit my job? To stop being a hero? I’m not going to stop just because you feel upset. There are actual lives on the line.”

“Do you think that I don’t understand that?” You snapped, your nails digging into the palms of your hands.

“I save lives too, you know! Every single day I go to work and do my best to help out those who need me the most, but you don’t see me neglecting this relationship,”

He scoffed, his lips quirking downwards. “Just because you don’t see the work I put in doesn’t mean that it isn’t there. You knew what my life was like when we started dating, I don’t know why this is surprising,”

“I know what I got myself into! I just wish that I would matter just a fraction as much as your job,”

“You want me to prioritize you over my duty to the people?”

“That’s not what I’m saying! I just want to feel like I’m important to you,” You could feel your shoulders deflating, “Why is that so hard to understand?”

The two of you could have fought the entire night and have gone in circles. Instead, Shouto merely took in a deep breath, closing his eyes. “Can we just talk about this in the morning? It’s late, and I can’t think about this right now.”

All of the fight that was in you had suddenly dissipated, and all you were left with was this hollow feeling in your chest. Shaking your head, you brushed past him, heading towards the guest room.

“Don’t worry. There’s nothing to talk about anymore,” You didn’t even bother turning towards him, “Just, do whatever you want.”

With that, you shut the door behind you, locking it and then throwing yourself onto the bed, praying that you’d get at least a couple hours of sleep before your shift.

Unfortunately for you, you ended up getting about two hours of sleep before waking up at six in the morning. Wordlessly, you got ready for work, not bothering to check if Shouto was still home, though, you wouldn’t be surprised if he’d just taken off right after you left.

Once you had arrived at the hospital, you were instantly greeted by the concerned stares from your coworkers, with some even voicing that you didn’t look so good. Not wanting to worry anyone, you told them that you were fine, and that you just didn’t get that much sleep last night. It wasn’t a complete lie, and it got them off of your case, so, you figured that you got away with it.

You honestly couldn’t remember what happened during the rest of the day. Bits and pieces would come to you, like when you had to do a routine check-up for one of your favorite patients, or when you took a thirty minute nap during your lunch. Other than that, you truly could not remember what you did. In fact, if your receptionist didn’t tell you that it was nearly eight in the evening, you were sure that you would’ve stayed the night by accident.

As you left your shift and hurried onto the next train to take you home, you couldn’t help but replay the conversation you had with Shouto. You weren’t quite sure where your relationship stood. Neither of you had made the effort to contact the other, and although it had only been one day, you couldn’t help but feel anxious. While of course, you were glad that you told him how you felt, and that you wished he could be more present as a partner, you felt bad about how you went about telling him. There were better ways of telling him that you felt as though he didn’t care anymore, and snapping at him was probably one of the worst ways to go about it. So, as you continued your journey home, you figured that you’d apologize for snapping at him like you did, but you were in no way going to apologize for how you felt, or for telling him that you didn’t feel like a priority for him.

Once the train had reached its destination, and you had finally made it to your front door, you were just about ready to collapse onto the couch. Maybe get in a quick nap before eating dinner, or maybe you’d just head straight towards your bed and get a full eight hours of sleep. However, once the door swung open, rather than being greeted by the deafening silence that you had grown accustomed to, you could hear the soft hum of the radio being played, along with the quiet sizzling of something being cooked. Closing the door gently, you took off your shoes and jacket, quietly making your way towards the kitchen. As you peered from the doorway, you watched in awe as Shouto stood over the oven, watching almost warily at whatever he was making. It was obvious that he had no idea what he was doing, and, judging by how messy your kitchen looked, it was clear to you that this wasn’t his first attempt. Glancing over at the dining table, you noticed the pair of bowls and cups that were set, as if he were setting the table for two.

Deciding that you were tired of just standing there, you cleared your throat, making your presence known.

He jumped a bit, whipping his head towards the source of the noise, before letting out a sound of relief. Quickly turning off the stove, he faced himself towards you, and you could tell that he felt awkward.

“What are you making?” You asked, trying to break the tension in the room.

“Fried rice,” He started, rubbing the back of his neck, “I thought I could make dinner, it seemed simple enough,”

You hummed, slowly making your way over to him, trying to gauge his reaction. When he didn’t move away, you stepped closer, peering into the pan to look at what he made. While it was slightly overcooked, you appreciated the effort. Motioning toward the table, you spoke, “Go grab the bowls,”

After a few more beats of silence, the two of you found yourselves sitting in front of each other, staring awkwardly at your bowls of fried rice, unsure of what to say. While you really did want to apologize, you weren’t sure of how to approach the topic. You were worried that, if you brought up last night, it’d just end up with the two of you fighting again.

It seemed as thought Shouto had the same idea as you, as he finally spoke up, “I think we should talk about last night,”

Putting down your spoon, you nodded. Glancing up, you noticed the nervous expression on his face, and though you were about to talk about something serious, you couldn’t help but find comfort in the fact that he was just as nervous as you.

“Before we start,” You began, placing your hands in front of yourself, “I just wanted to say that I’m sorry that I got so angry last night. I was bottling up all of my emotions, and instead of just telling you, I let them get the best of me, and I exploded when I didn’t mean to,”

He frowned, moving to take one of your hands in his own, “I’m sorry that I tried to brush off your feelings and got defensive. I was tired and ready to go to sleep, so when you said you wanted to talk, I just snapped.”

You squeezed his hand, offering him a small smile. He returned it almost immediately, holding onto your hand as if you were his anchor. Rubbing his thumb against your knuckles, he gave you a reassuring look.

“I’m sorry that I wasn’t listening last night, but I am now,” He pressed a gentle kiss to the back of your hand, “Tell me what’s going on,”

You felt a pang of anxiety rushing through you, but you pushed through. Even though you felt awful saying it, the two of you didn’t fight just for the fun of it.

“I know that being a hero means the world to you, and I’m so proud of what you do. You constantly put yourself in harms way in order to protect those who can’t save themselves, and I admire that,”

He nodded his head, ushering you to continue, “But?”

“But,” You said, trying to choose your words carefully, “I feel like you put so much of yourself into your work that there’s not enough of you left when it comes to our relationship.”

You smiled sadly at him. “I’m not saying that I should be your number one priority, I know that would be too selfish. I’d just like to be in the top five, you know?”

The frown on his face made you rethink your words. Mirroring his features, you squeezed his hand. It took him a minute to respond, letting your words sink in. Once he found his voice, he spoke, “You shouldn’t feel like you have to settle for the top five,”

He got out of his seat, pushing it closer to you before sitting down once more. This time, he took both of your hands in his, resting his forehead against yours. “I’m sorry for ever making you feel like you weren’t important to me,”

You shook your head, your nose gently bumping against his. “I know you’re busy,”

“Never too busy when it comes to you,”

You found yourself breaking out into a small grin, laughing a bit. Seeing your relaxed figure, Shouto found himself laughing with you, disconnecting his hands from yours in order to place them on your waist, pulling you closer. As you found yourself practically straddling him, you couldn’t help but run a hand through his hair, pressing a light kiss to his forehead. He seemed to relish in your touch, as he leaned closer to you as you pulled away, causing you to let out another stream of giggles.

While the two of you still had to figure out how to manage your schedules, you were finally filled with a sense of comfort and love, one that you hadn’t felt in a long time. 

[ask-the-good-creeps]

sorry if i missed this post somewhere but do you have the pastas ages anywhere?

//I made a post about this here, but that post is three years old and a lot of them have aged since then (plus that list is missing a couple people). So, here's an updated version - plus birthdates for the ones that have them and a couple headcanons here and there:

Zalgo: Ancient; No birthdate because he existed before calendars were even a thing.

The Slenders: Ditto.

Masky: 32 years; 07/09**

Hoodie: 31 years; 10/03**

Ticci Toby: 28 years; 12/13**

Kate the Chaser: 29 years; N/A**

[BIRTHDAY HEADCANON 1: As stated in a post from way back when, the three male proxies we all know and love selected the dates listed here as their birthdays. They did invite Kate to do the same with plans to bring her a cake on her chosen day like they do with each other, but of course Kate refused and coldly remarked that the whole idea was stupid. She be like that.]

Jeff the Killer: 30 years; 06/14

[BIRTHDAY HEADCANON 2: Jeff doesn't celebrate his birthday. Ever. BEN has tried, Jeff refuses to be a part of it. In his opinion, it makes no sense. Birthday celebrations are generally a "yay, you lived another year!" typa thing, but Jeff is practically immortal so living through another year isn't really an achievement for him.]

Homicidal Liu: 32 years; 03/22

Sully: 16 years; 07/04***

[BIRTHDAY HEADCANON 3: Sully wishes both Liu and himself a happy birthday every year on their respective days. Liu finds it odd on his own birthday because there's no malice or sarcasm in Sully's voice when he says it; it's a genuine birthday well-wish, and that's very uncharacteristic of Sully. Of course, on the anniversary of the Woods Family Homicide when Sully says "happy birthday to me" there's the usual bitterness and sarcasm in his voice and he clearly means it as a jab at Liu.]

Jane the Killer: 29 years; 05/16

Clockwork: 28 years; 08/12

Eyeless Jack: 40 years; N/A**

Nathan the Nobody: 27 years; 09/28

[BIRTHDAY HEADCANON 4: Jane and Clockwork like to have real celebrations on each other's birthdays, and they go as all-out as they can and have lots of fun. They've tried getting Eyeless Jack to pick a day as his official birthday so they can throw parties for him too, but Jack refuses. As a result, Jane and Clockwork pick a random day (it's different every year) and throw the demonic medic a surprise birthday party (it's more of a surprise when you don't know what day to expect it, I suppose). Sometimes they lose track and celebrate two birthdays for Jack in a single year on accident. The girls have been trying to get Nathan to tell them his birthday, but after seeing what they've done with Jack he's decided not to tell them and also makes sure his visits to the MedLab aren't on a regular schedule or planned in advance so he can't be taken by surprise.]

Laughing Jack: ~300 years; N/A

Candy Pop: ~450 years; N/A

Candy Cane: ~450 years; N/A

Kagekao: 28 years; 02/02

Jason the Toymaker: ~100 years; N/A

[BIRTHDAY HEADCANON 5: The Carny Pastas, despite loving wild parties, don't do birthday parties at all. Why plan for a specific day when you can spontaneously start a party whenever and wherever you want for any reason? Kagekao is the only one in this crew that actually has a date of birth anyway, and he only uses the date to keep track of his age as the years pass.]

[BIRTHDAY HEADCANON 6: Jason is the only exception to headcanon 5...the Toymaker actually has a birthday on every day of the year. Why, you ask? Because over the span of his life there have been many kiddos he's helped that want to celebrate his birthday and instead of telling them he doesn't have one, Jason tells them to guess what day his birthday is. No matter what day the kiddo says, he tells them they're right. He's done this a lot and obviously there's no way every single kid would have said the same guess. So, Jason has someone somewhere celebrating his birthday on every day of the year, pretty much.]

The Puppeteer: Deceased, looks 25 years; N/A

Helen (Bloody Painter): 29 years; 01/07

Dina (Judge Angels): 26 years; 04/21

[BIRTHDAY HEADCANON 7: Helen and Dina don't do anything for each other on their birthdays. They know each other's birthdays, but don't make mention of it. Their anniversary date 08/19 is the one they celebrate each year, because they feel that day is one that actually means a lot to them both. The Puppeteer has never disclosed his birthdate to anyone - he feels there's no need, because he's already long dead.]

Nurse Ann: Deceased, looks 29 years; N/A

Hobo Heart: 29 years; N/A

BEN_Drowned: Deceased, looks 11 years; 11/12

Sally: Deceased, looks 8 years; 05/14

Lacy Morgan: Deceased, looks 7 years; 12/23

[BIRTHDAY HEADCANON 8: The little dead chidrens (BEN, Sally, Lacy) don't want their birthdays mentioned by others, all for different reasons. BEN doesn't like it because birthdays celebrate another year of life and he is not alive - it feels insulting to him, like mocking him for dying young (even though that's never the intention if someone he knows wishes him a happy birthday). Sally doesn't like her birthdays because she's reminded of her parents and the birthday traditions they'd put on for her, and then she feels sad knowing it won't happen anymore. Lacy was murdered on her birthday...'nuff said.]

Lazari: 15 years; 06/18

[BIRTHDAY HEADCANON 9: Lazari often forgets her birthday is even a thing. She doesn't dislike it or want to pretend it doesn't happen, she just legit forgets that June 18th is supposed to be a special day for her. She travels a lot and doesn't really keep track of years passing. However, Father Daniel knows her date of birth and will get her a neatly wrapped gift when it comes around - whether she's in town to take it or not. One time she came back to visit him on 06/23 after being away for 3 years or so on her travels; Father Daniel gave her the three gifts he'd gotten her on each year when she was away and wished her a belated happy birthday. Lazari's first reaction was pretty much, "oh yeah, the 18th was last week, wasn't it?" Father Daniel laughed, Lazari laughed, she thanked him and enjoyed the gifts, a merry time had by all.]

The Dollmaker: 26 years; 08/09 [I know The Dollmaker hasn't been officially introduced just yet - his intro post will be on here shortly.]

**These guys do not remember their exact ages or birthdates - the ones listed are educated approximations they came up with.

***Sully became a part of Liu on the night of the Woods Family Homicide (the date listed here for his "birthday"). Though he's had the mindset of an adult from the moment he first formed in Liu's head, he's been around for 16 years total.

There ya be, fren! c: //

[sophocused]

pursuits of 2019 | a 3am ramble

Hi hi don't mind me as I ramble about all the ideas I have floating about my head bc it's the new year and I'm really excited.

tbh actually I think 2019 is the year I wear my clothes that actually show the shape of my body, idk I think, I've been expressing myself well with the colourful clothes, I think a lot of friends associate colourfulness with me now, which is fucking bomb. I dont even remember the days I would wear all black, or all toned down shades. But yeah for 2019, I wanna wear more non-baggy clothing, colourful just the same... I'll probably treat myself to a lil shopping spree sometime late February or mid-March. Ooo or I'll go thrifting againnn sometime then.

As for school that's coming back, thanks to friends I think the textbooks they provided me saves me $250 of textbook money, and I also switched out one of the 2000 psyc courses for anth1210 which I've been told is super easy so I'm gna work hard to get an A+. I also got psyc 2490 which is a more intermediate elective bc ik essays are involved but I really fucking interested in abnormal psychology. Maybe I can learn something about myself. learn how to help others better. how to help myself better. It's an both electives are online courses so oof I need to FOCUS. Dont get sucked into procrastination temptations and also I need to be frequent in talking to and or meeting up with the profs. I just wanna be more involved for once. I wanna show that i care about the course and not just the number being served up to me on my transcript. Bc that's really important to me in order for me to stay trying and giving a fuck about school. I need to see value in what I'm learning. It's not just a way to my degree. It's not just some stepping stone. The content is worth something to me.

So for winter term, I'm probably going to finally learn how to study in public alone. I'll be able to find more spaces too bc I no longer need places with an outlet bc my parents got me a notebook for Christmas that lasts over 10 hours so FUCK YEA it's so light I'm so happy. My back is so happy holy shit. It's going to add LEAGUES of convenience in my day-to-day uni life tbh. Taking it out during class is easy it so smol and it boots up so fast SIGH i didnt even know I wanted one hahahah I didnt think to get myself something like that or save up for it so glad my parents did. But yeah more study spaces means more practice for me to be alone in public man. I still get anxious sometimes. I feel like I'm being watched. 1. I'm more than most likely not bc everyone's doing their own thing. 2. even if they were, their eyes are just wandering like my eyes do when I casually people watch. I gotta train my mind and body dat it's not a big deal.

Anyway, IM LIMITING MYSELF TO SKIPPING NO MORE THAN 3 TIMES per class. Like I swear to god, it's a 3 strikes I'm out typa thing. Maybe I'll put $10 in a thing for everytime I skip, and donate it to a charity or something. Which isn't very good punishment since I'd be doing a good thing aaaa Idk yet. BASTA. No skipping. Fuck. Skipping was the main fucking reason I did ASS in fall term. That and alternating between "I'll do it at school" and "I'll do it when I get home" too often.

Get your head in the fuckin game nina, I dont wanna see another C or B in that transcript. B+ is the bare minimum standard now. Gotta resurrect that GPA.

YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS. My social life is gna suffer a lil. Hi friends who I normally hang out with or see all the time. You will likely only see me once a week 😅 bc ya girl gotta study for her dreams to come true. I wanna ace human phys 2. I wanna ace microbio. I wanna ace anthropology in humanities. I wanna ace abnormal psychology. I wanna get 7 hours of sleep a night at least. I wanna be ahead in my reading. I wanna be up to date with my class notes. I wanna keep all my files organized. All my due dates organized. I wanna be able to work 14 hours a week, 5 days a week, without feeling like it's in the way of my studies and life in general. I wanna be able to see friends at least sometimes, like a lunch date, bc lord knows I've learned that I cant study as much as when I'm alone compared to when I'm with other people.

I'm gonna cook more often at home too, or do something like that, I hadn't cooked since summer bc of how school got, and thanks to my fam for understanding, but I gotta do my part in the house. take initiative. keep laundry folded gdi. I dont like coming home to a room with a mountain of clothes to fold in a corner and a desk where I can barely see my desk. It just drains me. So knowing this, I'm reminding myself the way I like things, where I want things to go, and what I need to do to get them there.

uh ah uh okay something I realized has been extremely apparent for most of 2018. to put it bluntly, I dont see myself as someone other persons could romantically love. Not after christian tbh. before you think it's because I dont like myself, I love myself. I'm so fucking great at loving myself. The thing is, I worked really hard to love myself, and I'm a constant fluctuating work in progress. and thats not even romantically. so, it just feels like that's how it would be if any other person were to try and love me, that's a whole lot of time and effort, and they'd have to want to want to love me in the first place. THAT sounds like I a lotta work. I dont want to put that pressure on anyone??? I think I'm only making half any sense bc another part of me wants to probably say, "ofc there are people who will want to be with u, u acorn". SO I'm gna follow that little voice this year. Last year I shunned it and focused more on platonic love and woo yeah it's so strong, theres nothing stronger.

I'm gna find me a girl. or a mans. depends who I end up meeting first. I know if it's a girl it's tricky bc how do I know if she's into girls too without exposing that I'm trying to find out if she is for the sole purpose of wanting to flirt with her??? I only just recently embraced my attraction in 2018 so it's like... I got no practice in actually flirting with women. I barely have practice flirting with dudes. Anyway ANYWAY, I'm just letting the universe know that if they got someone in store for me in 2019, my arms and mind are open as hell. I'm gna love them so healthily and we gon have such a fulfilling and respectable dynamic. we're gna be so perfectly imperfect bc we gon understand that we're just people and cant be each other's sole source for all kinds of love and energy, that would otherwise be given by many different types or friends and family members even.

WOW I'm really sleepy hmm maybe I'm finally all rambled out.

[peekintoeternity]

i'm sorry to reblog my own post (?) but i just love how people have been finally talking more about this scene and the layers upon layers of significance these panels have to both kakashi & obito's past, but let me just add (because i haven't seen it mentioned much)

it was confirmed in chapter #599 (titled "Uchiha Obito") that Obito didn't just "forget", he was very clearly/specifically distracted by...

Naruto - Chapter #599

Remember the iconic "Obito dramatically dropping the roses that will forever be ungiven, unspoken, unknown" moment?

Basically Obito got promoted to chūnin around the same time Kakashi was made jōnin.

He thought Rin asking to meet, probably secretly, right after he shared with her how he was finally a chūnin, must've meant that she saw him differently after he worked his ass off, training through winter and all; that maybe she finally "liked" him that way because he'd proven himself or something.

This was the last time Obito got his hopes up about possibly "winning" Rin's affections, and the last time we ever see Obito seriously having romantic thoughts about Rin.

(Again, as I've talked about in another post, Obito's wishes when he thought he was dying wasn't to be with Rin or anything like that; just that he wished he could've been honest with her—told her how much she really meant to him. Then, in Kaguya's dimension, Obito's thoughts about wanting "alone time" with Rin is quite obviously a poor attempt to diminish the true significance of his actions, painting it as disingenuous or light-hearted, coated with sarcasm—a typical "dudebros disguising/downplaying their sensitive feeeeelings" typa shit—because again, obviously it had nothing to do with Rin or romantic intentions with a girl who died almost 20 years ago at 13yo, but was literally just Obito giving his life to save Kakashi again, because he never once wanted Kakashi dead; because obviously, he always loved Kakashi as much as he loved Rin.)

So Obito went to meet Rin as she asked, with all these ideas & hopes he'd built up in his teen-hormones-addled brain, all psyched up because he thinks he actually has a chance again, and probably even thinking Rin was going to have a gift for him to celebrate his promotion; an offering he would respond to with his own: the roses and a confession.

Little did he know she also invited... basically their whole class and the whole thing was actually to celebrate Kakashi being made jōnin. (lmfao)

You know that lyric in Billie Eilish's song "Happier Than Ever", about her toxic ex who "made all my moments your own"?

That probably captured the bitterness pre-teen Obito might've felt deep down, because even when he thought he'd accomplished something, and that Rin finally saw him (instead of just pitying him or something), it turned out to be, yet again, all about Kakashi. (At this point this should be clear, and I think it was even mentioned in canon, but preteen Obito had a lot of issues with inferiority complex and hiding that with his bravado.)

In the morning before their Kannabi Bridge mission, likewise, Minato & Rin prepared gifts and congratulated Kakashi for having become jōnin. No one (in canon) celebrated Obito.

When Kakashi emphasized that it was a big day for him, it must've only emphasized for Obito that it wasn't just Minato & Rin; it seemed even Kakashi didn't care that Obito had finally made chūnin.

Of course, looking at the shinobi system, it probably really isn't a big deal to be made chūnin.

(Realistically, there might've even been an unspoken understanding that Konoha was giving out more promotions more readily than they otherwise would've were they in different times; since it's canon that they were so overwhelmed and losing badly during the Third Shinobi World War and hence were forced to even send children to the battlefield.)

But in Obito's defense, for a child his age who had always seen himself as inferior and not good enough, "the black sheep of the Uchiha clan", who was constantly told probably by teachers and everyone—and in canon, by Kakashi—that he brought shame upon his clan (and village), he probably thought at least now that he'd been made chūnin, Kakashi would at least pick on him a little less or something. Treat him a little differently, maybe, with a little more respect? But nope, nothing seemed to have changed at all. (more on this later)

(I just realized this whole paragraph is going to sound so sad like Obito's some wounded puppy expecting scraps because he knows it's all he'll ever get lmfao.)

That said, Obito didn't seem to have too much jealousy & bitterness at Kakashi for this. Even when he realized that when Rin asked him to meet it was about Kakashi, he only felt embarrassment (for himself) and then faked a smile, went along with the proverbial show that must go on. Rather than being overtaken by the green monster, so to speak, it seems the only effect of that humiliating ordeal (for preteen Obito) was him being so distracted by the whole spiral it put him through—realizing his hardwork still barely got him anywhere and coming to terms with how his feelings for Rin would never be reciprocated and all that—that he probably forgot he was supposed to have a gift for Kakashi by the day of the Kannabi Bridge mission.

And, of course, it seems he really did feel bad about this. After all, he ended up trying to "make up" for it by giving Kakashi his eye, the most valuable thing he could've given. Also worth noting how another reason for him not having a gift for Kakashi could've been that he simply didn't know what to get, since, well, we know what Kakashi was like at the time. When Obito gave him the eye, Obito even said "don't worry, this won't be useless", remembering the exact words Kakashi used to dismiss Obito's feelings / emotions (and by extension Obito himself) as something useless, unnecessary, worthless; better off completely discarded.

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"Better nothing, than a useless burden."

Rin likely had parents, and Minato had a jōnin's salary, but Obito in canon is an orphan (the grandma thing is pure filler, in canon it was explicitly stated he grew up just like Naruto) who even his clan hated.

I feel like a lot of people forget this part of Obito's (early) life, that he likely struggled with poverty. It makes much more sense, when you understand this, why in that OVA from the video game which supposedly was written by Kishi (it's only confirmed that he had a hand in writing the script/drafts/storyboards), Obito lied and said he wasn't hungry when Kushina gave him the lunch she prepared. Knowing how prideful the Uchiha clan can be, and how shinobi are raised, it's obvious he likely felt like a huge burden because he had to take Kushina's "handouts", since it's likely he couldn't always afford a good meal every day.

Unlike Naruto, he didn't have Hiruzen providing him with monthly provisions. Obito probably had to do some forms of child labor and/or lived off what little his parents left him before their deaths, if any; since Kakashi similarly had to fend for himself, though this is shown in filler. Either way, it could not have been easy, since, again unlike Naruto, Obito grew up during a wartorn era, a war which Konoha was losing (until Kannabi Bridge); so probably even Clan Head Fugaku's kids couldn't feast on a full meal every night at the time. So, obviously, would an orphan like Obito with no known relatives or even a clan that supported him during wartimes have been able to afford a "worthy" gift for a genius with a legendary father, like the custom kunai that Minato gave Kakashi? One that Kakashi wouldn't immediately mock and stomp on (in Obito's mind at least)?

Add all that to his inferiority complex, and it wouldn't be hard to imagine that Obito literally would not know what he could possibly get to give Kakashi that Kakashi wouldn't chew him out for anyway, and/or throw away right after receiving it, because it wasn't good enough.

Anddd let's not forget, Kakashi's friendship actually means a lot more to Obito than most fans seem to understand.

The first time Obito was shown to be seriously upset with Kakashi was when he said he was OK leaving Rin in the hands of their enemy—and god knows what happens to girls/women captured by enemy soldiers (unrelated reminder that in anime-only episodes, Karin & her mother were strongly implied to have been sexually assaulted while being held hostage during the war). And of course, Obito was infuriated at Kakashi, finally saying "I've decided I don't like you"—as if before that, even with how much of a "bully" he must've perceived Kakashi to be (although preteen child-soldier Kakashi had no such intentions ofc, he was just bad at social interactions), it was only at that moment, when Kakashi turned his back on Rin, that Obito truly decided then that he didn't "like" Kakashi (strongly implying a different sentiment before).

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"I've decided... I don't like you!"

Also important to note, Obito never made ad hominem / personal attacks to Kakashi even then, beyond saying he "didn't like him" (the mildest goddamn insult, thank goodness Madara helped him with his roast game later) (couldn't even say "I hate you"?)—when he was probably angrier and more disappointed in Kakashi than he had ever been at that point in time.

He explicitly stated, even as a 13-year-old, that it was the shinobi system that he blamed & hated (based af): he said the true scums were the shinobi who believed in abandoning comrades (i.e. forsaking people's lives and wellbeing) for the sake of the mission (winning / stoking the war, etc.); and then he swore to destroy all the shinobi who thought that was what being a true shinobi meant.

Again, it's interesting how it seemed he was shrewd enough even at that age, in that situation (probably the most scared & concerned & frustrated & disapponted & betrayed & just emotionally wrecked that Obito had ever been in his life), to identify the problems within the way shinobi were raised, the chain of command, and the system of wars and violence and dehumanization and missions—blaming those things while at the same time freeing Kakashi of the bullshit he was brainwashed into believing about his father; rather than call Kakashi a coward or a disappointment to his father or other cruel words (which, OK, he probably wasn't even capable of, but no one could've blamed him if he'd said those things when Kakashi had effectively said, albeit out of ignorance/trauma/state-brainwashing/etc., that he didn't care if Rin was killed, tortured, raped, or whatever).

It's alsooo worth noting that even Minato never said the White Fang was a hero for choosing to save his comrades; in fact the way he said Sakumo's body, mind, and will deteriorated almost implied he thought Sakumo became less of a man as a result of the trauma. Minato also said Sakumo was faced with a difficult decision, meaning for Minato, both the mission and his subordinates' lives (immediate well-being) were equally important or almost so; when for Obito, we already know it's not difficult at all, and that he would save his comrades or prevent clear/immediate harm to them every. single. time.

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"There, he was forced into a difficult decision. It was a toss-up between completing the mission and saving the lives of his teammates..."

"Obviously, it's against the law of our village to abandon any mission... But he put his comrades above the task at hand."

"The whole ordeal caused his body and soul to deteriorate, and Sakumo took his life..."

And! Minato only told Obito about Kakashi's father in the first place because Obito asked him about Kakashi, because he just couldn't understand why Kakashi had to be so cruel (in his mind). No one, not even Rin who claimed to love Kakashi, ever showed this kind of care for Kakashi's situation; for why he was, uhhh, generally unhappy. (I don't even recall the new Team 7, i.e. Naruto, Sakura, and Sasuke, ever asking anyone about why Kakashi was mostly alone and so depressed, etc.) And in a filler flashback episode, Obito was also the only one who cared when told that Kakashi's then-teammates hated him and said awful things about him behind his back. It wasn't Rin or Minato or anyone else, but Obito who tried to approach Kakashi, sitting alone by the lake.

(It's almost funny that a big part of the Naruto-Sasuke dynamic is how Naruto always wanted to approach Sasuke when he seemed alone and sad and shit, but could never bring himself to do that. And then the writers for that filler episode thought, yep, Obito would totally just approach Kakashi just like that, lol.)

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"I... I know teamwork is important..."

"But... when Kakashi keeps belittling me, always rubbing his nose in my lack of discipline..."

"Err... No. What I mean is, I might be born into the elite Uchiha Clan... but I'm just a washout..."

It's also funny and almost endearing, if a bit fucked up, the way he struggled to form his question, and how he started off almost criticizing Kakashi, or at least just confessing how hurt he is from how Kakashi always belittled him—but then corrected himself and shifted to self-blame, saying that (despite his "mask" as a happy, self-assured child) he was the one who wasn't good enough; a washout, dead-last, black sheep... with the "hence probably deserving of all the shit I have to put up with" strongly implied.

In obvious conclusion, Obito may not have been overt about it, but he probably actually cared about Kakashi (much) more deeply than anyone else in the team; which is kinda hella insane considering Kakashi was the meanest to Obito, not just in the team but lmao, in like Kakashi's whole life. (Seriously. He's never been as mean or condescending at any point in his life as he was with Obito—even with those adult shinobi subordinates who complained about him, they only ever brought up Kakashi's bad teamwork or lack of care for their wellbeing; there was no mention of verbal abuse or condescension or anything.)

(The flip side, of course, is that Kakashi is clearly nice, or at least becomes much nicer, after the conflict with Obito was resolved; largely thanks to finally getting over at least parts of the trauma & hangups harbored from his dad's suicide and dishonoring—thanks to Obito's words & sacrifice.)

Againnn, jokes aside, I'm not saying Kakashi is a bully or abusive friend or whatever because he was going through his own fucked-up shit. The point is, this whole thing speaks way more to Obito as a character; a deeply hurt child who yearned for friendship, who maintained the most precious sense of loyalty, and whose thoughtfulness and emotions were never quite snuffed out by the harsh shinobi system; who could've begun to resent his friend but instead never stopped trying to reach them, to catch up to them, to give them the benefit of the doubt, all to ultimately help them—even when they were actively hurting him.

(No wonder Madara thought, "Ah yes, this boy with such deep love would be perfect for my plans! Just needs a cursed seal as the cherry on top to suppress all that kindness and devotion from anything but the plan...")

And uhhh this has gotten ridiculously long, so let me just close with—I think it's ridiculous how most people reduce preteen/pre-Madara Obito to just a sweet summer child who disliked / was jealous of Kakashi; there was so much more going on with him, and so much more to how he actually felt about Kakashi, even in what little canon showed, if you only looked.

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Kakashi to Minato:

"You're a real pushover. You should be getting angry at Obito... every single time."

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"Rin, you're too easygoing toward Obito... This is a very important day for me..."

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"That's fine... Make yourself useful... Carry my stuff for me!"

[aomi04]

I just want to post a story time😅

I want to post this cuz, I just wanted to share it with someone and I don’t know who I’m gonna share it with but… Hey! I don’t really care who knows… sooo… Ps. This is fucking long, read at your own risk because this shit happened 5 years ago, I think…😅😂

I met this guy when I was in 9th grade, he was well known in school for someone who’s not really social. When I first talked to him, he was really kind and he was kinda strange (well for me, he was) but in a good strange kind of way… And i don’t really remember how it went because all of a sudden we’re really close. Like we just clicked. I get him, he gets me, that typa deal. It’s like we knew each other for much longer than it actually was. We couldn’t stop talking to each other and by then I refer to him as my close friend.

A couple of months into the second half of the year, our classmates started asking if we were together. Of course, we both said “No” and that we don’t like each other that way. And of course being the 16 yrs old high school girl that I am, I started catching feelings for him. Nothing much really changed, except me accepting that I like someone. And that someone was my close friend, that’s a guy. Fast forward to the next month, my “best friend” told me that she also likes the same guy. Me, being the great friend that I am, tried to match the 2 up.

I disregarded my feelings and supported my “best friend” (Spoiler Alert! We had a huge fight over him). I did my best trying to make them both much closer that we ever were, but it didn’t work. Even our other friends supported her feeling for him and also decided to help out a lil bit. Then it came to the point that my “best friend” always tried to gain the guy’s attention whenever he talked to me. Sometimes it was successful but I don’t really know what she was trying to do. Then the fight happened, I said and done some mean shit but karma was already on its way to me. My other friends sided with my “best friend” and I was alone for a couple of months. My mental health deteriorated and I had no one to count on. The guy that I liked was having some family issues and my “best friend” isn’t really someone I can count on atm.

Like I said, I did some mean shit, and that mean shit lead to our class advisor having us resolve our problem and be cool with each other again. After the ‘fight’, I told the guy that I liked him. Surprisingly, he just asked me why I like him and what did he do to make me like him. I explained and after that he said he cant be in a relationship and that he doesn’t want to be in a relationship, for now. We talked and we came to an agreement that we just forget that what’s been said and just continue as if nothing happened. Fast forward to the next school year. I tried to convince myself that I don’t like him anymore (that didn’t really work). Him and I are still great friends but this time we weren’t in the same class anymore. I put my feelings aside and focused on other things like: my friends, family, and myself (kind of).

Many things happened also that year, most of them weren’t so great. The two of us were supposed to go to prom together but it didn’t happen. I was upset but it didn’t matter because he had family matters that time. Then as if time flew by quickly. It was already the last day of our S.Y. and I have to go to another city, to transfer into a different school. We had a brief hug that day and took some pictures. But even after I moved, we still kept in touch. We talked about random shit, talked about our problems, called a couple of times. That went on for a year, now we talk less. Our conversations are shorter and less frequent. But strangely enough, I’m fine with it.

I still very much like him, I’ve talked to my friends about it. They told me to have hope and that maybe my unrequited love isn’t so unrequited after all. I don’t know about that though, we haven’t seen each other in 3 years already. 3 years is still a pretty long time. But yeah, that’s a story…

I doubt this will gain attention but yeahhhh…

[goldenscript]

neighbor!jennie

author’s note: this is in the same universe as neighbor!monsta x <3

the friend crush (turned actual crush) candidate neighbor

in other words, she’s that girl you’re dying to befriend and to get to know and all that wonder stuff

she’s pretty, sweet from what you can see in your comfortable nook beside her home, and she definitely sounds like a blast to be around

minus the times where you can practically hear her and her screeching at each other for only god knows what

last you remembered it was over the last eggo waffle but you’re not gonna judge bc waffles are pretty damn good

you know she’s also a very attentive roommate to her roomie considering she’s always buying groceries and staying up to wait for her roomie too

which also brings up the mention that the walls between the apartment spaces are so damn thin, you can literally hear everything so it’s no brainer than you’ve learned all these things abt jennie by observation than actual talking

ofc you’d love to talk to her!!! you’ve been dying to for so damn long that it actually feels painful whenever you see chances to bc you don’t take them

like

at

all

your friend taehyung’s been nagging you to do it and even your roommate jiwoo who’s been nothing but an observer of you observing jennie and to say the least the two of them just want you to come out of your shell just to say hey bc that doesn’t hurt

right?

well it doesn’t but it does hurt ur pride when jiwoo purposefully locks you out of the apartment for reasons unbeknownst to you (lmao lbr u kno why but ur in denial bC YOUR ROOMIE WOULDN’T DO THT TO U RIGHT?????,,,,,,,,,,,,,)

absolutely, postively incorrect

bc she does and ur stuck in the hallway wondering if she’s actually asleep or if she’s punking you bc you forgot milk tht one time sophomore year (mind you, y’all are third years rn n you rlly wouldn’t b surprised if jiwoo did that ‘cuz of milk tbh she’s that typa person)

and you’re abt to call taehyung and ask if you can stay at his place when you hear a voice that isn’t warbled from a thin wall and is actually directed at u

“ummmm,,, are u ok?”

you actually fumble with ur phone and that causes her to giggle and wow it just sounds so freakin’ nice but holy shit is she really talking to you rn??? is that really happening???????

you’re absolutely baffled but u manage to nod and tell her that your roommate locked u out and she actually pouts on ur behalf and ur actually starstruck a lil’

it’s one thing to hear and observe these actions from jennie but it’s a complete game changer when she’s performing such actions,,,in front,,, of you,,,, and ,,,, for,,, u,,,,,,,,,,,,, FOR YOU

all u can focus on is ur heart pounding incessantly and u swear it’s ur nerves bc hey friend crushes can still make u nervous y’know n ur so engrossed in this tht u don’t even notice that jennie’s grabbed a hold of ur hand and is leading u back to her place

aND UR BRAIIN IS SUDDENLY LIKE !!! bc holy fuck is that really happening???

you squeak out a ,,, “what”

and she just giggles at you n says “it’s no biggie, my roomie’s out with her bf n i can’t just leave a pretty face like yours out! someone might snatch u y’know??”

“t-thank u,,,,”

“jennie” she smiles tho u kno her name n u kno it well tht it actually makes u super happy that she even knows urs bc after u say it she just grins at u and says “i know”

and basically at her apartment, u see how neat and nice it is with all the black and pink decor on her end w/ roses n these really gnarly looking motorcycles tht she winks at u abt bc her baby’s still in the shop rn and she even offers to take u on a joyride somewhere bc you’ve never once been on a motorcycle but u wouldn’t mind going on one

it’s a first for her but it actually makes her light up to see someone showing interest in something that she adores!!!

u eventually find out tht next to motorcycles she actually rlly loves event planning n that’s why she’s doing communications as a major bc one day she’d like to be in her own pr firm n showcase new and vibrant things that’ll benefit others bc next tht she loves helping others so if what she does can helps others then she’ll feel fulfilled in life

it explains a lot considering she’s always helping people,,, like always

from making sure her roomie’s fed to volunteering at homeless shelters to even tutoring young children, she’s even trying to get into a peer mentor program at the local middle school (a lot of it happens at different times in the year but she has no issues with any of it bc it makes her happy)

srsly she works to the point of overwork and even her roomie has to drag her out by the ear just to get the girl to relax

and evidently this is one of those days where she is relaxing (by helping u lolol) but also she rlly appreciates the attention and attentiveness you’re showing her bc you love listening to her talk and explain what certain things are and it makes her so so so so happy ok

at first it’s miniscule things that make her happy from those little hang outs you two will do now that the ice has been broken to even the times you’ll actually accompany her to a few of her volunteering tasks and she’s so certain she’s found a great new friend, a wonderful friend even tho u can honestly say that the friend crush has become more bc holy shit ??? jennie’s amazing how could u not see her as something more y’know?

and even tho ur certain she doesn’t feel the same and jiwoo calls bullshit like every chance she gets with u, the ultimate game changer happens,,, The Sludge

so two doors down are Changkyun and Jooheon, the resident rappers who have had the notoriety of suffering from the horrific gross substance tht no one can rlly label to a T but to say the least it’s Terrible and Nasty and just N O

so even tho those two were struck with it bc of their lack of pay in the water bills, that gross stuff is just traveling all around the floor - even kihyun and hyunwoo and other residents have suffered thru it so on a very unfortunate day it struck jennie and her roomie’s

fortunately her roomie got a place with changkyun meanwhile jennie was kinda left without,,,, n on tht day u actually see her outside of ur apartment door looking v torn n ur like “jennie???”

her eyes go wide and she manages a wave n u ask what happened n she just deadpans n says “The Sludge” so you understand

and instead of waiting for her to ask bc you kno a part of her wants to but the other part that hates being a burden is lingering so you just invite her to stay n u give jiwoo a heads up and tht blonde roomie of urs is like “w/e she’s staying in ur room”

which she does cuz u force her to bc it won’t hurt u to stay on the couch esp when there’s a guest

she’s pretty begrudging abt it but she manages to deal n she actually enjoys the way you’ve decorated everything and notes just how nice it all is and ngl but she doesn’t miss the photo of u n her on ur bulletin board of ppl you care abt n it makes her feels so warm and touched,,,, it’s like the first instance of her becoming certain of her feelings for u

it’s all small ofc but the more she stays with u, the more ur on her mind n the more she enjoys her times at ur place (which ur loving btw bc she’s a wonderful roommate who will help cook n does grocery shopping bc the damn Sludge is still infesting their apartment)

she does what she can to help and jiwoo loves it and you love having her around so much

in this close proximity you’re able to really see those little things abt jennie like how she loves milk ice cream, how she’s very meticulous in the way things are placed, and how she copes with her stress by organizing even if it can be a bit of an issue

like lisa and jisoo have had their entire desktops cleaned n organized to an utter t after jennie’s done with it (jisoo: “there’s srsly never a simple sleepover with her man”)

but for some reason, she won’t do that to your stuff? like ok she doesn’t organize stuff just cuz she wants t disrespect the owner; most of the time it’s ‘cuz they gave her permission but with you??? she’s not sure and she hasn’t asked

it’s different cuz with her friends they let anyone touch their stuff

but you?? she doesn’t wanna just be anyone to you anymore

she wants to go on motorcycles rides with you and take you to her favorite beach when everything’s too much

she wants to take care of you and show you how much she cares and how much she loves those little things abt u even if u hate those beauty marks and “blemishes” and all that other stuff

she wants to hear you talk about ur favorite book and why then watch the movies to talk abt how lame they were or how you loved a movie and why

she just wants to do anything and everything with you and it’s really just eating at her bc this isn’t another event to plan or really something she can just organize away

hell she can’t even ride her motorcycle away bc all she can think abt is the way you practically lit up when she offered to give u a ride n she decides to just take a risk and stop you after one of your classes

you’re a little confused but you go with it bc she seems pretty distracted by something n u need a break from stats anyway so when she hands u her helmet u take it and watch her put on her space

she tells u to hold on and u do for dear life even if ur screaming at ur heart to shut up bc this is the first time you’ve been this close to her and it makes u tighten ur grip bc you dont want her to disappear

funnily enough, she doesn’t want u to either and she just relishes in ur touch

and so you both wind up at that beach and it’s so beautiful n ur in awe bc holy fuck tht ride was amazing and this,,, T H I S is amazing!!!!

she finds you so adorable and she’s just like “yeah,,, yeah this is.....”

n you look at her in confusion, sitting beside her on the shore even if the cool sand clings to ur legs, “what’s wrong? you seem off lately?”

and she shrugs, looking torn once again bc she’s thinking back to how you accepted her in, always offered a hand to her whenever she needed it whether it was helping her carry a box of event programs or even tutoring her in a class, like,,,, she never realized how much she enjoyed you taking care of her bc she’s constantly taking care of others

so she just blurts out “i like you” she goes for it bc why the hell not??? it’s better to get an answer this way

you’re shocked ofc but eventually you’re like “fuck, me too”

bc having her there? so goddamn close???? those feelings really bloomed and it’s silly and cliche but you can’t help but smile and say “jennie i like you too”

and lemme tell ya rn, she couldn’t be happier,,,,even when you both later find out that the Sludge was fixed nearly two weeks ago bc her roomie promised she’d get her back ,,,,, she just brings u close into her arms and u two watch the waves in ease and in this nice mutual satisfaction and rlly that’s all you both could ever ask for~

[casseyeyey]

Why am I so headass for my boyfriend lol. Like, omg it feels like I’m getting in a relationship for the first time like,”HEHE I HAVE A BOYFRIEND!” LOL. Then again, he is my first boyfriend... I’ve had a GIRLFRIEND before but wow, this is my first boyfriend... This boy makes me so happy. And the amount of effort that’s being put in makes my heart so AH. He’s just so guapo too, and I just- I miss him so much. Fuck I’m being clingy. But this boy got me feeling some typa way. He may not show much PDA but that’s okay, when it’s just us I get him all to myself and it’s just the best feeling ever. He shows enough PDA to show he’s with me. It’s crazy to see how far we’ve gotten... I just wanna talk about our story real quick because wow, our transition is crazy. I met this guy at a freaking rave, and not even during it, it was towards the very end of it. Little did I know that the guy I hated, was going to introduce me to my future boyfriend. After Alchemy, I see Dylan and he calls me over to go say hi to everyone. I see all my friends and he goes and introduces me to the one person I didn’t even know,”This is Anthony. But we don’t call him Anthony, we call him ALuu, only one person calls him Anthony and that’s Dani.” “Ookaaayyy, hi ALuu?” *has his head down the whole time, doesn’t even look at me and holds out his hand for me to shake* I shake his hand and think to myself, wow, jerk didn’t even look at me LOL. Later that week, or even just a few days later, I go to school and I see the same guy like wow wtf, this kid goes to my school too?! Everyone greets the guy,”Hey what’s up ALuu.” My first initial thought as soon as I saw him,”Ooohhhhhh so that’s what his face looks like lmao.” I thought he was cute too, and as much as I wanted to talk to him, I had to go. I said bye to everyone and when it came to saying bye to ALuu I said,”Bye ALuu! It’s nice finally seeing you in the light! LOL!” *he goes in for a hug* *I go in for a handshake* “Oh woah! Okay!” *we both laugh and ends up giving a hug* I thought to myself,”Well how weird, but hey, he was cute...” I soon then had to think about Gryffin. Gryffin was coming up and I did not want to go. Alchemy had barely happened and then I had another rave to go to literally 8 days later?! That’s fucking insane but whatever, rave season I guess. I was helping a friend look for tickets and I found a cheap enough one for him, so I FaceTime him trying to figure out a plan because he’s on a budget. As I’m doing this I’m at Philz with my bestfriend studying, and next thing you know, at one point, a guy comes and takes his phone and starts talking to us. He was really cute from what it seems and when I saw him, it took me a minute to realize who it really was. It was ALuu. I didn’t even recognize him until he said his name and then I said,”Hey I remember you, you were the guy who didn’t even look at me at Alchemy! And I saw you at school after!” As time went on, we had been talking to this guy for a while now, and I was honestly having a really good time talking to him. Like o wow he Vapes too and does really good tricks. Tricks I can never do, but it was cool seeing him do it. As time went on, I kind of forgot I was supposed to be talking to my friend DK about his ticket for Gryffin, so I ask,”Um, hey, where’s DK?” “Oh he’s over there in a corner playing League being a loser.” “Oh, aha, well can you give the phone to him so I can talk to him?” “Yeah sure.” *hands phone over to him* DK said,”Dude, he just took my phone and walked off without even saying anything.” “Haha, well I had a fun time talking to him.” So on so on about his ticket or whatever, I helped him as much as I can and we ended the call there. We had plans to meet up and what not and I even made a kandi for him. It’s finally Rave Day and we’re all getting ready, me and my bestfriend were just SO OVER IT, we actually did not want to go. Usually for events I get all jittery and happy, but this one I was just dreading it so badly and so was my bestfriend. We just wanted to get this rave over with. So we finished getting ready and as soon as we get there, we arrived hella late lol. We missed both the openers and we got there for the very last set. As soon as we got there, it was a mess. The line to get in was so goddamn long, that as soon as we got to the front, my roll had already hit me. I could not focus and this was like, my third time rolling? And I was wondering why my roll hit so hard, it wasn’t until later my sister had told me that we had a meth bomb whoops lol. It’s not that big of a deal. But we enter in and we had already lost a person. Oh how this was going to be an interesting rave lol... We lost her and she was drunk off her ass, while we’re all rolling tits bro. It took about 20-30 minutes to find her and we were all so relieved to find her omfg. I then see someone look really freaking familiar and he’s talking to Sanmina? Wth... Wait, it’s that guy again! It’s the guy I saw at Alchemy and was talking on the phone with. I didn’t think I’d see him woah. I was expecting to see DK instead of him lmao. He and Sanmina are talking and he ended up joining our group. I had a whole plan for this rave because I had made hella kandis for my friends but I could not find any of them. The guy and I were dancing together and he grabbed my shoulder and he pointed up saying,”Hey there’s Sam up on the balcony.” I run over and I’m calling for her. I’m jumping up and down calling for her name, and then when I jumped down, my ankle snapped. It snapped and I am more than positive I damaged my fucking ankle man. That ish hurted. I didn’t know if I actually wanted to leave my group and go give my kandi off for one person, but Anthony said,”Do you want to go up there?” I literally grabbed this guy by his bag and said,”You’re coming with me!” So we go up and we meet up with Sam and I tell her,”SAM! I TWISTED MY ANKLE LOOKING FOR YOU!” “YOU TWISTED YOUR ANKLE?! WHO WERE YOU WITH?!” *points at Anthony* “ALUU! TAKE CARE OF HER!” “WAIT WHY?” “SHE TWISTED HER ANKLE!” “YOU TWISTED YOUR ANKLE?! WHEN?!” “RIGHT NOW!” Anthony all shocked because he didn’t even know I twisted it lmao. But we go on with our night and Sam is chilling with her person and I’m chilling with ALuu this whole time, and we basically raved bae’d each other. Fucking wild. We’re headbanging to the music and we started making out. Wow, this night is crazy. I finally decided it was time to go back to my group and I’m having a really hard time texting my bestfriend and as I’m texting her, she’s telling me to stay with the guy? “Okay, where are you guys?” “JUST STAY THERE!” “Wait why? Are you sure?” “YES, I’M OKAY, CURTIS HAS ME(:” “Alright if you saw so. Please stay safe. If you need me I will come to you.” At this point I already knew Lizzy was fucking gone as shit bro lmao, but so was I so it’s okay. So I just stayed with ALuu the rest of the night, and we just kept vibing and kissing, and it just felt amazing... Wow, a good rave bae for once LOL. My first one was so unintentional, and my second one WAS NOT SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN AT ALL, and if I went with my other friends like how I was supposed to, I would have rolled so hard, and accidentally rave bae’d the second again, and fuck that shit bro. The rave ended, and this rave, aha, definitely had a way better turn out than I expected. This guy, I was oddly hella feeling him. We walked out together holding hands and as we were going to our car, he said he needed to go back to his friend group and that he drove. I was in shock because he literally got so high off his ass for this rave bro, like he was so high I was convinced he rolled. I looked at him and said,”YOU DROVE?!” “Yeah I always drive my group.” “That’s crazy, will you still be able to drive though? You got really high.” “Yeah, I’m fine now, I’m sober. But Cassey...” *grabs my shoulders* “I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN.” My hella cracked out self looks back at him and says,”Anthony, this is my last event for the rest of the year...” “Cassey... I WILL TALK TO YOU AGAIN.” So I add him on snapchat and we get back in the car, and all we did was talk about the event. I was getting so nervous because he wasn’t adding me back on snap, I mean, yeah I know he was driving, but it’s already been a while. I kept telling my friends how he’s not adding me back on snap and I’m foreal freaking out and my friend Sanmina said,”Do you want his number?” “YOU HAVE HIS NUMBER?!” “YEAH DUDE, ME AND ANTHONY ARE HELLA COOL. SO DO YOU WANT IT?” “YEAH!” She gave me his number and I texted him saying,”Hey ALuu, it’s Cassey(:” “Hey Cassey, how’d you get my number? lol.” “Sanmina gave it to me.” “Wow that was fast lol.” I felt so embarrassed when I read the last text, but then we started talking about where our groups wanting to eat afterwards and he said how they might be going to La Vic’s. I suggested it to our friends in the car and Sanmina asked me why I wanted to go there and I said it was because it seemed like a good idea and she said,”NOOO, IT’S BECAUSE YOU WANNA SEE ANTHONY HUH!” “NO...” “YES IT IS!” “Maybe...” I really did want to see him again, he was just such a good rave bae and I don’t know, there was just something about him. Maybe it was because this time it was actually a really really cute one for once. Like, he was really cute. Idk what it was, because we obviously barely talked, I just knew I wanted to get to know him more. We finally got back home and we started texting a lot more and he then texted me saying,”Hey you wanna FT?” Oh fuck, bro I started freaking out, I had just taken off my makeup, I looked so gross after the rave man, I’m also already in my pajamas, but I said yes anyways and next thing I knew, he was calling me. He also already shared his location with me while we were texting which is crazy. When I checked his location, I thought it would say he’s home since he wanted to call, but it said he was in Morgan Hill? He lives in Morgan Hill? Maybe it was a friend’s house he was staying the night at? I mean we did just come back from a rave so it makes sense. We started talking, and all three of us were talking, me, Lizzy, and Sanmina. It was a great phone call honestly. I ended up asking why his location said Morgan Hill and he said,”Oh. yeah, I live in Morgan Hill.” What thee.... bro, he, wtf. Wow, interesting. I rave bae’d a guy that I didn’t even know went to my school, we were in the same friend group at school, and he lives in Morgan Hill. Huh... I got myself an interesting one here lol... And that’s our story. Fast forward to now, we’re in a happily committed relationship, and this is honestly the happiest I’ve ever been before. ALuu treats me so well, and I love this guy so much. He’s so good to me and I can’t believe we’re finally together.

[itm33]

i’m gonna answer all of them hehehahahhoho i’m drunk and up so why not

1. i definitely think being physically attracted to your person is important but there are so many things that contribute to physical attraction and it doesn’t always have to be physical attributes

2. relationships teach you a lot so yes i do believe they are worth it regardless if it’s a bad one or not. ya live and learn

3. nOpe

4. yes

5. yes very

6. nope

7. for sure

8. realest dude ever

9. my love

10. frfr i never thought i did before but going back and really thinking about it.. personally i do think so. every since i saw my man in middle school i’ve ALWAYS gravitated towards him

11. ofc

12. i forgive everyone over time tbh

13. i used to all the time but i’ve grown pass the jealousy stage

14. yes my boo will always be my crush

15. yess. three lobes, nose and septum

16. yes 6!

17. i don’t mind a peck or a couple of them but def not making out in public nOpe

18. y’all skipped a number

19. damn y’all skipped another

20. most of the time but when a bitch is sad and off of work, there’s no typa effort ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

21. yes my boOoOo <3

22. no

23. 100%

24. i would like to be but who knows

25. yes i love mine

26. yes 🥺

27. not necessarily for me but maybe about me?

28. no

29. yes and i’m not happy about it

30. no dat shit scary

31. who hasn’t?

32. yes

33. yes

34. yes 🤭 i think it’s considered?

35. yes

36. my bf now :-)

37. yes

38. yes 🤢

39. yes

40. yes

41. lots

42. not very long

43. 3 years and goin

44. 1

45. none i was 9 bruh

46. who’s counting

47. 21

48. i think i would cry and not know what to say

49. there’s tooo many ima list a few

- his humor

- da freckle (or mole idk what it is) next to his eye

- his smile wrinkles and his smile w his 1 missing tooth hehe

50. still dating him

51. hmm. no not EVERYTHING

52. i really give up on myself a lot but it’s a WIP

53. not that i know of

54. a handful

55. i first saw my bf in 6th grade and i told one of his friends that i liked him and his friend told him and my bf gave him a note to give to me telling me that he liked me back and then my mom found it on the floor one day and threw it away 😭 i really wish i still had that note

56. - my calf’s seems huge

- my fingers are wrinkly

- i have cellulite

- my cuticles are forever dry

- i have a prominent cupid’s bow

- i have high cheek bones

- i have small eyes

- my eyelashes don’t curl

57. i don’t have one

58. real, loyalty, food, chocolate and all da love

59.

60. a year

61. how ppl dress. i rlly be getting fashion inspo while ppl watching

62. treat me right

63. having a connection and making each other feel great

64. when you’re hiding something you know you shouldn’t be doing

65. 👅

66. i’ve never tried role play but i don’t think i’m interest in it

67. good vibes, laughs and sometimes good food

68. i’ve been questioning this fr. i’m currently w a dude but if i wasn’t personality is really big for me and it doesn’t really matter to me if you’re a dude or female.. so bi????

69. tickles

70. neck kisses

71. i don’t rlly remember my dreams :(

72. my nAme bit, means i’m doing something right ;-)

73. honestly check ups are really nice

74. how someone dresses

75. honestly when i really think about it i think my parents are the sweetest.. i mean they let me have the last scoop of rice LOL and just truly want the best for me

76. hMmM i think i’m just overall a very caring person

77. love is love y’all

78. when i was younger i wanted to know what dick felt like so i used a curling iron as a toy.... lmfaO i was too scared to push that shit far tho

79. i don’t remember really

80. today

81. - my bf

- paul walker 🥺

- rachel in friends

- mila junks wOwZ

- me 😤

82. my luva

83. my luva again

84. it didn’t :-)

85. eh maybe

Be as intrusive as you want, I'll answer 110% honestly.

1. Are looks important in a relationship?

2. Are relationships ever worth it?

3. Are you a virgin?

4. Are you in a relationship?

5. Are you in love?

6. Are you single this year?

7. Can you commit to one person?

8. Describe your crush

9. Describe your perfect mate

10. Do you believe in love at first sight?

11. Do you ever want to get married?

12. Do you forgive betrayal?

13. Do you get jealous easily?

14. Do you have a crush on anyone?

15. Do you have any piercings?

16. Do you have any tattoos?

17. Do you like kissing in public?

20. Do you shower every day?

21. Do you think someone has feelings for you?

22. Do you think someone is thinking about you right now?

23. Do you think you can last in a relationship for 6 months and not cheat?

24. Do you think you’ll be married in 5 years?

25. Do you want to be in a relationship this year?

26. Has anyone told you they don’t want to ever lose you?

27. Has someone ever written a song or poem for you?

28. Have you ever been cheated on?

29. Have you ever cheated on someone?

30. Have you ever considered plastic surgery? If so, what would you change about your body?

31. Have you ever cried over a guy/girl?

32. Have you ever experienced unrequited love?

33. Have you ever had sex with a man?

34. Have you ever had sex with a woman?

35. Have you ever kissed someone older than you?

36. Have you ever liked one of your best friends?

37. Have you ever liked someone who your friends hated?

38. Have you ever liked someone you didn’t expect to?

39. Have you ever wanted someone you couldn’t have?

40. Have you ever written a song or poem for someone?

41. Have you had sex so far this year?

42. How long can you just kiss until your hands start to wander?

43. How long was your longest relationship?

44. How many boyfriends/girlfriends have you had?

45. How many people did you kiss in 2011?

46. How many times did you have sex last year?

47. How old are you?

48. If the person you like says they like someone else, what would you say?

49. If you have a boyfriend/girlfriend, what is your favorite thing about him/her?

50. If your first true love knocked on your door with apology and presents, would you accept?

51. Is there a boy/girl who you would do absolutely everything for?

52. Is there anyone you’ve given up on? Why?

53. Is there someone mad because you’re dating/talking to the person you are?

54. Is there someone you will never forget?

55. Share a relationship story.

56. State 8 facts about your body

57. Things you want to say to an ex

58. What are five ways to win your heart?

59. What do you look like? (Post a picture!)

60. What is the biggest age difference between you and any of your partners?

61. What is the first thing you notice in someone?

62. What is the sexiest thing someone could ever do for/to you?

63. What is your definition of “having sex”?

64. What is your definition of cheating?

65. What is your favourite foreplay routine?

66. What is your favourite roleplay?

67. What is your idea of the perfect date?

68. What is your sexual orientation?

69. What turns you off?

70. What turns you on?

71. What was your kinkiest wet dream?

72. What words do you like to hear during sex?

73. What’s something sweet you’d like someone to do for you?

74. What’s the most superficial characteristic you look for?

75. What’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever done for you?

76. What’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever done for someone?

77. What’s your opinion on age differences in relationships?

78. What’s your dirtiest secret?

79. When was the last time you felt jealous? Why?

80. When was the last time you told someone you loved them?

81. Who are five people you find attractive?

82. Who is the last person you hugged?

83. Who was your first kiss with?

84. Why did your last relationship fail?

85. Would you ever date someone off of the Internet?

[shiny-craboo-blog]

@rockformed​ replied to your post : i keep goin away for a long time but theres a good...

what asshole?? 👀👀👀👀👀

WHOOO lemme tell you this is a long one (sorry about any spelling errors i was tryna get this done quickly)

it was actually that guy that we played overwatch with together once.

ive known him since about december, but he was saying lots of homophobic and racist shit, so i was like eh might as well try to make him a better person, but to do that, you gotta get close, and i started liking him (literally @ past me why?????)

so i flirt a little here, giggle a little there, and he falls in love with me. i liked him too, but he liked me to a point where it was obsessive. he was telling me i saved his life and that out of everyone on earth im his favorite. i come out to him as trans one day, and after a lot of thinking, he was like “okay yeah im okay with this” and i was happy

however, like i said, he was really obsessive. he wouldnt let me play games with anyone else unless he was there, and when i tried to watch a show with one of our mutual friends, he gets all upset about it.

eventally, even though he liked me, he started being a real ass. i told him that i didnt really like him anymore and that i wanted to stay friends, and he turned it into this huge fight and ended it with “Forget it... Good night.” - and he used that phrase every (and “goodbye”) every time he wanted a conversation to sound final or like he was going to die if i didnt give him all my attention right then and there.

the fighting continued for a few months, during which he called me a sociopath, narcissistic, not worthy off being called a human being, and all that typa stuff. he started feeling suicidal - even though he felt that way before i met him, he started feeling it stronger because he didnt have me constantly fawning over him to ease it out - and he straight up told me that he blamed me for his feelings.

the fights got reaaalllll bad, and eventually he had a set day and time, and every time i said i was going to call his mom about it, he got really defensive and acted like i was attacking him, saying “dont test me” and shit

he became really emotionally manipulative and just flat out malicious tbh

the day came around and i blocked him because i didnt want to hear about it, and he started yet another fight. he didnt do anything though because half an hour later he came crawling back saying that he needed someone to talk to and that he had this whole change of heart and that he realized what his friends were worth and how he acted really shitty and that he was sorry

but he didnt change his behavior at all lmao

he kept arguing with me, so i started just. not joining as much and not talking to him as often and he got really pissy, asking me if i was talking to other people and accusing me of talking with this guy who he hates (the guy he hates left to make another server with all the people this guy was an asshole to so they could have a place where he wasnt there being a dick and the guy im telling you about acts like the victim whenever he talks about it like?? literally if u were a better friend they wouldnt have felt the need to?) (and i totally was talking to the guy bc the enemy of your enemy is your friend and all that) but he was a real ass about it. 

and saturday!! this saturday!!! he was an ass the moment i joined the call so i left and he got mad saying like “you know how i get upset when you leave the call” and i was like “i just??? dont wanna be there if ur gonna be mean to me the moment i join??” and he said

THIS BITCH

said

“its a guy thing to be mean to your friends. but i guess you wouldn’t know about that ;)”

so i blocked him. he texts me saying that hes been mean because his dads been on his back about college, and i said it wasnt an excuse. a few minutes later, someone from the server messages me sayin that nick said if i dont unblock him hes gonna ban me. so i unblocked him and asked for a reason why i should stay. this bitch. this ass. says “because i thought we were friends” LIKE BIIIIIIITCH PLEAAAAAAASE YOU KNOW DAMN WELL WE AINT

anyway we fought for 3 hours and rather than giving me any good reasons to stay he called me stupid and said i misinterpreted the message like?? how else am i supposed to interpret it????????

so im staying, making him fall in love with me again, then leaving.

bonus: i made a list of the highlights of some of the shit things hes said to me

"Forget it... good night." "i used to trust everyone then the thing happened with my cousin so i stopped sharing myself or exposing myself. then i did over the years with kii then she backstabbed me. then ness and it happened again. i didnt trust anyone and still wasnt ok with sharing myself. then u stepped in and made me feel happy and wanted and like i could trust people. then you said you loved me like you did. i opened up and pursued and got lead on for 15 hours a day for a month up until i got enough courage to try to stand and speak open heartedly and with courage and the next day you lose all interest." "you know what? you obviously dont like me anymore. im over it you win. im done chasing. the goalposts always change. its over." "i cant stop chasing you. you are literally my favorite person on earth." "im doing this once a day from now on. wanna go out" "1 reason i got on ow. *1 reason i got on ow off my psych. guess it doesnt matter to you." “For the record the reason im mad all the time is because im fucking pissed at you but cant take it out for some reason.” “reason im so shit ight now is caught i thought i was at rock bottom and you took me up the mountain just to fling me off. forget it. good night." "youre still online. just gonna pretend im not here?" "hope this doesnt wake you up but sorry for being a cunt." "i still want to die haha. life sucks" "im sorry." me: you purposely did something to make me mad and then get upset when i get mad "im hald zoned in rn im getting killed by bad vibes but im not gonna make you mad ever again." "why did you fool me. i fight with you a lot now and its because of what you did to me and how ive lost my sense of self and all emotions because of you. but then i remember this is just how i usually am and being happy is what people are supposed to be like and im not so this is normal and only my fault so. i forgot where i was going with this but take care friend." "if it was the concept thing then why do i still love you." "i get upset because i have to actively avoid falling for you." "im only angry and mean to you because i dont understand my emotions." "im gonna kill myself saturday at 7:32 pm" (<<<this was two weeks ago hes fine now) "im not gonna do it i just want attention" "to keep it 100 i just said that so you wouldnt call anyone." "dont test me" "eat shit" "if youre trying to make me unfriend you its working" "actual human beings dont pull that bullshit. they suck it up and stick to their word or break the news to the other and dont drag them along." me: every humans a human regardless of whether or not they feel "theyre a human. not an actual human. theyre a human but not worthy of being called one." "in 3 months you managed to fuck with my emotions and make me want to kill myself more than kii did in 3 years." "i think this is the last conversation were gonna have. if you got anything important to say speak now or forever hold your peace. alright youre in overwatch and missed your chance." "have fun with your game hope its worth losing me over."

me: im going to call your mom and tell her right now "and say what? 'im a bad friend and now nick wont talk to me?'"

me: no. 'nicks planning on killing himself.' "and ill just say its someone im amd at trying to get revenge on me" "im not convinced that its not a whole thing made specifically to drive me to suicide." "in queue rather than fixing problems. typical. goodbye, asshole." "what if by trying to stop the outcome u saw you just pushed me away from one of the only people i trusted and now im on a path that ends in my inevitable self destruction." "no thats the depression but i am saying u took away what made me happy." "forget it, ill catch you later. apparently no goodbyes either lol." "bye oats." "the only thing you will ever love besides yourself is overwatch. bye." "are you there i just got back and i really need someone." "beause youre the middle man i guess and it was a test of allegiance i think in my mind." "idk i just feel like not many people actually like me deep down and its a shit thing of me to put that on others." "hows ness doing" "because im done walking on eggshells for you, snowflake. "its a guy thing to be a dick to your friends. guess u wouldnt understand ;)" "sorry for being a jerk. dad has been riding me all week and im mad all the time." "maybe you would get it if your dad ever punched you or woke you up by throwing shit at you." (i know for a fact his dad doesnt do this. there was a whole week where we were in a call 24/7 to see how long we could get one to last and his dad brings him dinner and plays xbox in the same room sometimes. i get that from an outside perspective this may seem mean to overlook, but if you knew this guy, you wouldnt put it past him to lie about shit like this just for attention.) "youre being such a baby over this. its not a big deal, its an argument." "considering you didnt write it id consider it awful stupid of you to think you can interpret it better than the author." "you dont know me"

[skiecas]

fic: old suspenders

pair: betty ღ jughead notes: 1x05. a short walk to thornhill manor, and a million chances to ask a million questions.

☽

Turns out it was Jughead who was not ready to enter the belly of the beast, as he had so eloquently put seconds before Betty had sidelined him with a perfectly angled tilt of her head and an impressed hum at his attempt to better himself to say goodbye to the beloved Jason Blossom. Had she always had that one damn dimple, or had it always been overshadowed by her luring ponytail?

He misses it now, perched on her bed as she bounces from one corner of her room to another, struggling in her never-worn heels that she’d traded her usual trainers in for. An ample (yet missed) opportunity to watch her ponytail bounce, skirt, curl, and do all its usual dances that gave Betty life.

“You look nice with your hair down,” he tells her, though his voice is made falsely sweet, and he smiles unapologetically (though a bit appreciatively) when she levels a poor attempt at a glare towards him.

“Seriously, Juggie?” She’s got that typical, rigid hands-on-her-hips Betty Cooper type of stance happening. “We’re going to be late when we were planning to get there early and case the joint—”

He smirks. Case the joint. They had clearly been spending too much (or just enough) time together.

“—except you forget the one thing you were supposed to bring, even though you managed to dig out a tie from who-knows-where after who-knows-how-long it’s been since you wore one—”

“Two things,” he corrects her, aware it’s not helping his case one bit (but Betty’s got a flyaway lock of hair frizzing across her forehead the more frustrated she gets, and he’s enjoying watching it come to existence; she could stand to look less than perfect like this more often). “And you already forgot the last time I wore a tie? You were there, Betts, remember? When Archie had that fancy, black-tie party at Pop’s and your mom wouldn’t let you eat in your new dress, so we sneaked a plate of burgers behind the counter and Pop almost broke his neck tripping over us?”

She bites her lip, unsure. “Weren’t we, like, six?”

He smiles cheekily.

She rolls her eyes. “I don’t know how I let you convince me into eating Sloppy Joe’s, of all things, after my mother not-so-subtly threatened me that I’d get no more new clothes for the year if I stained my dress.”

“Aw, come on, Betts. You were hungry and miserable. And I’m always hungry and miserable. It was the perfect motive, and the perfect crime.”

When she visibly fights a lopsided smile, his own breaks out. They’re thinking the same thing: they’d always been the perfect partners-in-crime. Even at six years of age, they’d managed to work out the perfect plan, the perfect execution, and managed to perform it without a hitch.

“...You took off your tie and let me use it as a napkin after I got sauce on my collar,” she remembers, and her voice is soft, gentle.

“This is the same tie, believe it or not. Look, here’s the sauce stain and your bubble gum lip gloss—” He snorts when she throws a pillow at him, deflecting it with his arm. Hooking his thumbs under his suspenders, he pulls them and lets them snap back into place once. “And these babies are totally vintage too. Took them off my grand-pappy myself right before they buried him. I don’t know when they turned black, though.”

“You’re horrible,” she groans, shaking her head. But the laughter in her eyes says he’s far from it.

“Come on.” Springing off her bed, he throws an arm across her shoulder blades and attempts to steer her out of the room. “We’re going to be late, and not fashionably.”

“But what about the pen and notepad you wanted?” She looks back at her open drawer, the inside of which is colorfully organized with different pens, sticky notes, flash cards, you name it—because of course Betty Cooper collects stationery and organizes it in her drawer in rainbow-colored order.

“I’ve got this beauty right here,” he says, tapping a finger to his temple. “Soaks up information like a sponge and retains it even longer.”

“Need I remind you, we’re late because you just had to have a pen and notepad or your ‘investigative integrity would be jeopardized’ or whatever,” she huffs. “Even though you forgot to bring them yourself.”

“Need I remind you, Chief Cooper, that I’m not the one who spent ten minutes searching for the magnifying glass I didn’t even have because I wanted to go into this thing, and I quote, Nancy Drew style.”

She blushes, and he lets her shake off his arm once they’ve descended the stairs and wandered into the kitchen. Betty had said her mother was away on some trip, but he wouldn’t be surprised if Alice Cooper had bugged every inch of her home to monitor her daughter from another city.

“Is your dad still at work?” he asks, eyeing a basket of perfectly polished fruit on the kitchen table.

“Mm, he should have already headed to the memorial from there,” she replies, distracted as she checks that their stove was properly turned off. The Coopers might have been the only family on the block who still had those olden, gas stoves that only worked with matches; he gets the feeling Alice really doesn’t like change.

“And Archie? Should we head over and pick him up?”

“Oh, Archie already left about a half hour ago.” She pauses, for a second too long, as if she wondered whether she should even say her next bit. “I heard him leaving with Valerie.”

Jughead stares at her. She doesn’t seem upset. But her face is perfectly smooth and gives no emotion away at all. He can’t tell if she did it to not seem bitter, or to not seem as if she was minding someone else’s business, or if she really wasn’t upset by this new and sudden development. He also doesn’t know why he can’t just ask.

“Come on, Juggie. Let’s go, too.” Before leading him out the kitchen, however, she plucks a red apple off their fruit basket and presses it into his hand. He stares even harder, wondering when she had time to notice.

It’s a typical, cloudy day. A sort of grey haze had settled over Riverdale ever since July fourth weekend, and keeping with the tense air muddling the town’s people, the sky is colorless for Jason’s funeral. They begin a slow walk towards the Blossom estate. The streets are as empty as Jughead has ever seen them; it seems the whole town was gathering to bury the beloved football player.

“I’m kind of glad it’s not a nice day,” Betty notes, conversationally. “I don’t know, if we were burying someone and it was nice and sunny out, it just wouldn’t feel right.”

Jughead takes a bite of his apple, then presses it into Betty’s hand. She seems delightfully surprised that he was sharing with her, and takes a bite also. “I think the spirit of Jason is determined not to let us see the sun again. Like a “if I can’t have it, no one can” typa thing.”

“Jughead!” she admonishes him, whacking his arm.

He grins cheekily, accepting the apple back. “I thought you knew I use dark humor as a coping mechanism, Betts.”

“Not all of us cope the same way,” she sniffs, but he knows he’s forgiven for his comment. She takes the apple, and they continue their routine: Betty. Bite. Jughead. Bite. Repeat.

“If you wanted a normal person to have a normal conversation with, you should have just stuck with Trev.”

She glances at him sharply. “What? It was just one date, Jughead.”

“Intelligence gathering mission,” he pointedly correctly hers.

“Right. And I already told you everything about it.”

“Weeeell.” He drags out the word, squinting up at the clouds and shaking his head. “You told me everything he said about Jason and Polly. You know, official business. I’m sure there was more.”

To her credit, Betty looks amused as she stares up at him. “Are you asking me if my date went well, Juggie?”

“Intelligence gathering mission.”

“Right. And, what, you want to know if Trevor was a gentleman? If he treated me right? If I had fun? Aww, I didn’t know you cared.” Hands over her heart in a faux impression of emotion, she’s having a hard time not cracking up.

Jughead is less amused. “I’m just, you know, worried for you, Betts. As any good friend and partner-in-crime would be. That’s all.” That’s all.

“I know that’s all, Juggie. Still sweet of you.” She attempts to take one of his cheeks between her fingers in a pinch, though he dodges rather huffily and she is further amused. “The date—”

“Intelligence gathering mission.”

“Right. It was fine. We talked a lot but I kind of didn’t hear anything after the Jason and Polly bit, since, you know, that’s my sister. I think he could tell I was out of it near the end there.” She cringes. “I feel bad.”

“Where did you go?” he wants to know, glaring determinedly at the road ahead.

“Just milkshakes at Pop’s.”

“Which booth?”

“The third.”

Good. Not theirs. “What did you have?”

“Classic vanilla.” She laughs. “What’s with the twenty questions, Jughead?”

“Intelligence gathering,” he quips, hands shoved in his pockets. In the not-far-off distance they see Thornhill manor come into view, marking the end of their short walk. Already they can hear the buzzing of people gathered nearby, and before they can transition from their peaceful time alone together into the awaiting debacle that was no doubt waiting to happen, he asks the most important question. “Are you two going out again?”

“Hmm. No, I don’t think so. Trevor was nice, but he could tell I’m knee-deep in this thing with Jason and, you know, any normal person doesn’t want to be a part of all this.” She grins, giving him a little nudge with her elbow. “Now, are you okay, Jughead? You’ve been strangely chatty.”

Laughing, she goes to fan the back of her hand across his forehead, presumably to check for a fever. But before her fingers can connect, his own hand suddenly clamps around her wrist, effectively holding her in place. Betty startles at the sudden move, staring up at him with wide eyes.

Jughead bores back into her eyes, unsmiling. The moment lingers, hanging in the air for a minute too long, dense and heavy like colorless clouds. Jughead’s hand feels sticky and hot where it’s touching Betty’s skin, and his fingers almost protest when he slowly unfurls them, losing heat.

“I’m fine.” His voice is low, gruff. “But the apple’s in your hand, Cooper.”

She keeps gazing at him for a moment longer, mind visibly muddled. “Huh?”

He points to the hand hanging limply at her side, at the apple core she’s firmly holding on to and had definitely forgotten all about. He delicately pries it from her hold, takes one last bite, then chucks it under a nearby tree to decompose.

“Can’t very well bring food to a funeral, that’d be rude.” He smirks, the same old Jughead. “And I’m sure these rich people will have a nice spread anyway. Come on. We’re not late after all.”

He jostles her shoulder, before leading the way towards the mansion. Betty comes back to life at his touch, breathing in and folding her arms into herself. As they rejoin civilization, the people dressed in black and grief, Betty wonders what had just happened—what had happened to Jughead, what had inspired that moment, what that intensity had meant.

A million questions. But she doesn’t ask any of them.

[journal-of-j34n31]

wednesday, august 30 2017

5:10 AM;

i want to first start by saying that i’ve been meaning to write on this page again but with all the things going on in my life and its hectic ways. i’ve been slumping before i could even get a chance to get on here. the way i am going to set this post up is put the date and redo the set of events in my head as if it were the time and place and whatnot. however, i am only going to go back to friday because that was the start of all the craziness that has been going on. so let’s get to it, shall we? ;)

friday, august 25 2017

i woke up this morning and got ready for a looong ass day. i had had to wake up at the ass crack of dawn to commute to pal and get there by 6:45 AM. when i got there, we did our regular softball warmups. when coach arrived, we did sprints/plank/rests. after making our way to the weight room, we did bar lunges, russian twists, pull ups, push ups, medicine ball etc. let’s just say they were pushing me way too motherfucking hard, but i didn't mind. wait, there's more. that workout is not even close to being done. once weight room training ended, we made our way to the softball fields for actual practice. i ended up having to kill time before my math class so i hung around. i got out of math at 1:05 pm and made my way to meryssa’s house. she was kind enough to let me shower so i don’t travel to san deign all sweaty and stinky. it was fun talking to her and catching up in person. it was her last weekday before she started school. i finished getting ready and said a little see ya later type goodbye. i was now getting to the exciting part about my day. i don't remember what time i left, but i do know that around an hour (maybe more) of traffic later i finally arrived at my baby's school. sdsu. he had gotten there around 11/12 with his momma and they got settled into his dorm room. they finished by the time i got there so we went to go grab some panda. his mom left on our way back to the dorm room and it was me, my baby, france, as, and their roommates. we were just talking and chilling before they had their little floor meeting with their RA’s. me and as decided to go to ak’s bomb ass apartments literally the next street over. she lives not even 5 min from the school. as we were debating what the movements were and ak was showing, i get a text from my baby saying him and france went to the little night event thing the school holds as a welcoming night typa thing and to come back to the school to see them again. we made our way back to the campus and picked up char at the dorm building. paul texted us about a little frat party that we should make the movements to. we all walked to starbucks thinking we were gonna meet her and her friends there but once we hella walked over there, they were already at the party. while we were figuring out what to do, sooo many guys kept looking or talking to us. brazy. so we busted another mission to try and find that far ass place. during the time were were walking the streets, the guys were following our location. to be honest the girls were annoyed with the boys and vice versa. they were complaining we were still walking there while they were trying to catch up. antyways, we ended up meeting and made our way to the party. the second we got there the guy was telling everyone to leave as char and ak snuck right on in. as we turned around to walk back to the dorms, i remembered ak had my keys in her bag. so when they came out, they asked if we wanted to go inside even if it were for a little and i said sure why not. walking in there was so weird, there were so many boys and people in general and that would definitely be my type of scene if i went to state and was single. but i’m not complaining, i’m lucky i got my mans. we all decided to head back to the dorms except for ak and char. because everyone had to check in and i didn't go there, i needed my license that happened to be in the car. the 4 of us busted a mission to the car to go grab it and headed back. we ended up finding out the overnight policies and rules which got me excited. we were all chillen in my baby’s dorm. me and my baby on his bed and france and as on the abandoned bed above angel’s. we were all so exhausted, i ended up checking how much i walked and it turns out it was like 8. something miles. at about 12:45 as asked me what time we were leaving and i told her 1 am. we all ended up crashing and woke up at 1:01. we dipped and the drive home was... interesting. i wasn’t really tired but i couldn’t see the roads, like i they were going towards each other. halfway through the drive, as took over. when i got home, i took a shower and got ready for bed. i had to wake up the next morning by 5:45 to start getting ready and it was already 3:00 AM. i was thinking about pulling an allnighter but i ended up falling asleep. 

saturday, august 26 2017

i ended up waking up at about 7:30 or so because my phone died in the middle of the night and my alarms couldn’t go off. i was freaking out because i had to be at ae’s house by 8:30, meaning i would have to leave at 8:15, and i didn’t want to be late. i tried telling ae that i’ll just drive myself but he told me to try and make it so i wouldn’t have to. i just did my eyebrows, daily routine, and got dressed. i wanted to do my makeup, hair, etc. i ended up leaving at 8:20 and got there exactly at 8:30. when i got there, the door was open for me so i walked right inside and saw his mom/sister’s boyfriend. they were still getting ready. but it’s okay because at least i was already there and not worrying about making them late. after talking to his family, we started making our way at around 9. i was able to talk to dais in the car and she was telling me all about her boy problems and whatnot. when we finally made it to the school, we parked and walked up a whole bunch of stairs. it was worth it because at the top of it was my babyyy. we all made our way inside as the people at the school gave me and his family a pin and gave him a special pin. the ceremony was nothing too crazy, it was just a whole bunch of speakers talking in relation to school and introducing the professors for each major. when the ceremony was over, we walked back up those crazy amount of stairs and took pictures outside. i loved seeing all his family there at once, both sets of parents, both sisters. it was good that we were able to all come out together and celebrate my baby and his accomplishments/future home. we walked back to the dorm room to show his family where he will be living for the next school year. we walked them out and went back to his room. me, him, and aj walked over to the habit, busting a mission i must say, and had some lunch because we all barely ate. by the time we got back, so did as and france. we all chilled in the room, each in our own bed plus the couples, and ended up taking a nap. the guys all got up because they had to head to their meeting, however, me and as were slumped af. i got up in the middle of my sleep and no one had came back yet. i had to pee sooooo bad but i didn't want to have to wake up as to come with me. i was teeing my baby and he told me to go head to the bathroom. as i was walking down the hallway, i see the room they are all in, keep in mind the room was surrounded by glass, and the next thing i know i got a bunch of people staring at me. i started to speed walk into the bathroom and i didn’t know what to do when i was finished. i didn’t want people looking at me again because it made me uncomfortable. when i walked back, i just made no eye contact or even looked in that direction. the second i get back to my room the guys ended up coming back not even 5 minutes later. we all talked for a little bit and then grabbed our things to head back home for the boxing fight. before the actual drive home, they wanted to stop for boba. we finally got to ae’s some time afterwards. when we got there, everyone was there pre partying and whatnot. we walked inside and dais and her friends were everywhere, along with bhris. ae ended up leaving and so did france and aj. that whole night was craaazy man. we were dancing, drinking, ae even got high off a wax pen. i don’t quite remember the chronological way thing happened so i’m just going to say the events i remember. me and bhris and poncho were drinking jungle juice at the same time dais pulled up with a sparking strawberry margarita, which was bomb as shittt, and everyone else ended up getting one but me because they were all out. i called ae close to me and gave him a hug and bhris was sitting next to us. he looks over at dais and everyone else and was like “you see that? i fucking hate them, they’re fucking goals.” i thought that was so cute. ae was running all over the place entertaining everyone so i was kinda just there. my family came, too. when we were watching the fight, everyone was so into it, i was too but more less because i didn't want mcg to lose, to the point where ae told me to stop talking to him. so you know what i did the entire fight? you guessed it ;) stopped talking to him. after the crazy fight, my family was going to leave. my mom was drunk and dancing and she didn’t want to leave, but we all know how my sister is. EVERYONE kept saying how much they LOVE my mom. carl, his mom, his sister’s bf. they ended up leaving as we came back inside. dais and her friends were playing music, and we were jamming. i was at the table with dais when deepthroat came on and then his older sister looked at me like :o and i was like :o and then we started laughing. my neck, my back, and once upon a time not long ago came on after. mannn was i singing those songs, especially towards my baby. chris ended up taking like 5 shots of bacardi and poncho took some too. chris also ended up telling ae how much he is going to miss him and doesn't want him to leave and this and that. they went to the couch by the front door and did a major group hug which i thought was so cute. they ended up crying! i was hiking everywhere with dais and her friends and most f the time they were shocked at how much and how well i threw it back and when i looked at ae, he was shaking his head. we ended up yiking together and everyone went crazy and gassing me up and everything. even his older sister. we played you're a jerk and my baby was jerking and pin dropping, all which i got on snapchat BUT THEN MY PHONE DIED BEFORE I CAN SAFE IT. boof, right? i was continuing the little dancing and ae went outside with his sister’s bf. that was when he was doing the wax pen. chris came up to me and was like have you and ae said “i love you” to each other yet. i said no, and then he proceeded to say “do you love him?”. i just sat and laughed a little bit. i told him the time i said it but he didn’t and he got mad. he said “want me to go talk to him?” i said it was fine and we’ll talk about it ourselves. i was sitting at the table and he comes up to me. (side note: i told him i missed him a while ago and he just did a little laugh thing and said “i’m right here”, so i ended up saying “fine then, i won’t say it anymore.”) i told him i missed him and then never mind i said i wasn’t gonna say it anymore and he was like “oooh, oookay” and i told him every time i say it he just says ok or don’t miss me so there’s no point in saying it anymore. he took me into the other room, the couch by the front door, and had me lay next to him. he began to say “whenever you say you miss me it get’s me really sad and i start thinking about how i’m actually going to miss you when i’m not with you” and that was the end of it. he started CRYINGGG man. it was heartbreaking, actually. we talked a little bit more about going to have to stay strong for each other while we’re away. when we finished it was around 2:30 AM. he told me that we should stay there and rest a little before we head back to everyone. me and him fell asleep on the couch and i could feel myself waking up in the middle of my nap to readjust myself a few times because i kept getting uncomfortable. his step dad ended up waking us up at around 3 AM. he asked me if i was spending the night. i said no, it’s okay because the whole day ae kept telling me he doesn’t know. (side note: i hate it when i know he wants to say something but he ends up saying something else. like when he says idk or yes you can tell that deep down he wants to say no or give some other reason to say no. you’ll see what i mean later on.) then he told me “no, you are not driving home this late. come on, come upstairs you can sleep in the loft.” me and ae walked upstairs and say dais and the other girl by their bathroom. we peeked inside ae’s room and say chris in his bed and poncho slumped and spread out on ae’s. dais looked at me and asked if i wanted anything to wear. i told her it was fine and she said “you’re going to sleep in THAAAT?!” and pulled on my jean shorts. hahaha, she’s funny man. we walked into the loft and she came back and was like “here you can change into these” i changed. then, me and ae laid on the blankets that were set up on the floor. she looks at us and was like “you guys don’t want another pillow?” i said nooo, it’s okay. she comes back with a pillow for us. then as we were about to fall asleep she was like “you guys aren’t gonna use a blanket?” we said no, it’s okay. she ends up taking the blanket and spreading it onto of us. i said thanks mom and she walked back to her room and that was the end of that. 

sunday, august 27 2017

i was awaken at about 7 AM by ae. he said “do you want to just go in my room and sleep? i said sure. we went back to his room and laid down for a little bit. he ended up wanting to get wild man, and his bro was right next to us. got me ded af, lmaooo. we went downstairs and his sister, sister’s bf, and the little kids were running around. the girl, whose name i am unsure of, told us my baby’s mom walked upstairs and saw us sleeping together on the floor. she said “he moves out one day and the next he’s already sleeping with her? i’m going to have a heart attack” HAHAHA aww. not much else happened that day, we had breakfast and said bye to everyone. we walked back upstairs and i fell asleep for a little bit longer. he mentioned how cute it was that i was drooling on his arm but it was okay because it was his baby :’) i’m fucking cryinggg. wait, no i’ll be crying in a little bit. one sec. so we were downstairs and his mom was packing him snacks and whatnot. he looks at me around 2:30 and asks if i want to head out, which has me hella confused because they’re not leaving until 3:00 so i was like ??? umm okay. we go outside and he looks at me and start crying all over again! i gave him a hug and was like omg baby what’s wrong? and he told me how much he was going to miss me. i reminded him that we can do it and it won't be bad. man, i didn't think i was going to cry because i kept looking at the silver lining of the whole situation but seeing him cry breaks my heart. HERE’S WHERE IT GETS HELLA INTERESTING. so i get in my car and he goes “there’s something i’ve been holding off saying...” and he tries to pull himself together. then proceeds to say “i love you” and then we both start crying! mannn, that was so unexpected, he got me. as i was about to leave after giving him a hug and a kiss, he looks at me while he was standing next to my car door and his face just starts crying again. i got out of the car and gave him one last hug and kiss before i had to go. i love this boy with all my heart and i can’t imaging living my life without him anymore. 

tuesday, august 29 2017

it was his first day of school on monday but other than that, not much happened. i got to school at 6:40 in time for weight room practice. i walked up to alina and told her that after the coach talked to us that monday and how nicole quit, i was considering it. i went to history, then i had a break. i went to my car, then to the locker room to shower, then back to my car, then to coach’s office to talk to her about tips and advice on how to get my way to sd state school, then to my lab class. we ended up being able to leave lab like two hours early. after my chem lecture i went to get gas. the only thing getting me through the day was that i would be able to finally see my baby after a long day apart hahaha. so i made my way down south. it took an hour or so much the end result was worth it. i parked at the top floor of the parking garage as he met me there. we went to his room and all the guys went to the gym to play basketball. we just laid there and whatnot ;) we were supposed to go out and eat with everyone but we couldn’t wait. we went to this mexican place next to the dorms. it was bombbb, too and the worker was nice. on our way back, he pulled me into a hug before reaching his door building. he told me “i feel like i don't say it enough, i love you” my heart got so happy. we got back into his room to go grab my things and i hugged him. i didn’t let go and i kept reminding him i don’t want to leave him. then, when we got back to my car and it got pretty serious. it started when i said “i don’t want to go to school tomorrow” and he asked why not. i then realized why. i told him it didn’t make me happy and i dread every night before i have to go to school the next day. it’s not school itself because i actually enjoy learning. it’s the fact that i have to wake up so early, commute in long/unpredictable traffic, not being able to just come home and relax but jump right into homework, then sleep early to repeat. it became too much. taking 21.5 units and trying to have a softball/social life on top of that? it’s not possible. especially with it being my first year of college. especially starting out at a junior college. if i want to transfer to a school i want, i have to work at a high gpa and get past all my competitors so i CAN leave. that is my goal and if softball if going to get in the way of that then i can’t have it. i put way too much on my shoulders and i couldn’t carry it all. i need time to myself, time to study, and if i were to play softball i would need time outside of practice to better myself. it was one of the hardest decisions, but my baby helped me out with a talk in the car and laid out the facts and reality of the situation. he told me he would support me 100% with whatever i decide. he is the whole reason i was able to be happier and confident with the way things in my life are starting to turn out. i’m becoming an adult. i can't just do whatever i want when i want. i have responsibilities now and i am responsible for myself. that means making sacrifices if i need to so that i can become a better me. i dropped him off infront of his dorm building and before he left me he said “i love you.” goddamn, just 3 words that keep me going everyday. i talked to mr and tt on my way home and they, too, helped me out a lot. i got home and told my parents about it then took my slumped ass to bed. 

well, as you can tell i had a pretty eventful weekend + some. it is currently 7:40 AM on friday, sept. 1. i want to continue this talk but i have decided i am going to start on my baby’s “open when” letters, as it is already a week late. hopefully i’ll be able to make it to my baby’s actual birthday. if not, earlier. peace.

[axkcolin-blog]

inauthentic | m

Pairing: Jung Hoseok x Reader Genre: mature, romance, college au, (smut eventually) Word Count: 3140

“11:53….I should be leaving any time now.” You slipped your phone into your butt pocket.

You plopped onto your bed while taking one last gaze around the room you knew you wouldn’t see again for awhile. Despite the stuff that was obviously missing, you could still remember your childhood and the many things that had taken place here. You had your fair share of good and bad memories in your room -more have been unpleasant than pleasant, but irrelevant to you now- To some, leaving home may seem like the biggest blessing in the world, but you were pretty much a combination of happy and bummed. Today, you were going to move out and get into your dorm; you needed to get all your belongings out since the semester was going to begin soon. Not to mention, orientation was going to be the following day. In all honesty though, time had passed by too quickly for you to register. Well, whatever now, it was not something you could really dwell on at the moment. Besides there were plenty of other times to reflect on your life and feel nostalgic, but right now wasn’t that time.

You scrolled through your phone looking at your notifications. A lot of your friends and family wished you luck in your next milestone in life. Although you had already did your rounds of farewells and goodbyes, they still wished you well. That was nice. Even your grandparents commuted 2 hours from where they lived to stop by and give you money, and of course, a few tips on how to survive college. The kind of tips they said, went like ‘make smart decisions’ and ‘don’t feel peer pressured to do anything’ typa stuff. Your grandparents were especially strict on the no drinking rule, telling you that it was a big no-no, because nothing supposedly good ever came from it. Well, you had to admit that some part of that is true, since you were infamously known from your group of friends to do idiotic things when you were drunk. Anyways, you promised you wouldn’t do so, but it was a broken promise to begin with either way.

A knock on your door frame interrupted your thoughts. “Hey, your dad and I finished up everything, we should start heading out.”

“Got it!” you replied, as your mom walked downstairs.

“Well, this is it.” You took a deep breath and hopped off your bed, following after your mother.

As soon as you got in, your parents drove off. A minute hadn’t even passed yet, until your mom went on again, about how you couldn’t afford to fail, literally. You sighed and slouched further into your seat. Your parents had given you this talk so many times; it was repetitive. They had, had this conversation so much, you actually remembered what they said- word for word. And once they started going on the topic about why you shouldn’t be drinking, you lost it and immediately attempted to force yourself asleep. Sleeping was always much more preferable than hearing your parents lecture you about stuff you shouldn’t do. They were telling you not to do things, you knew that had done when they were in college. Whatta bunch of hypocrites.

You managed to fall asleep the entirety of the commute, much to your surprise, and was left sitting in your car in confusion. You sighed and sat up, feeling sore in different spots of your body. You extended your arms and legs, and stretched it out until you heard a satisfying pop. You then looked around your foreign surrounding and spotted your parents. Once you did, you noticed that your parents weren’t alone, they were standing there with a tall, dark haired man. You impetuously shivered, despite not seeing his face. You couldn’t shake off the iffy feeling you were getting. Either way, something just didn’t seem right. Whatever vibe this guy was emitting, you didn’t like one bit. Nonetheless, the identity of this person had peeked your interest, so you moved around a bit in the car, to try to get a good look. Before you could do so, your mom pointed towards you and all three of them faced in your direction. You impulsively went back to your chair and positioned yourself in, what you thought was a sleeping stance. You pondered, “Wait why am I hiding? I didn’t even do anythin-”

Not long after you had that thought, the car door near you jerked open and a ray of sunlight hit you directly in the face, making you furrow your eyebrows. The sudden action had startled you a bit but you were more annoyed by how forcibly the person was being. “Hey what the hell?” You immediately brought your arm over your face.

You tried to spot the person responsible for startling you, but all you could see, was a silhouette. Without warning, the figure suddenly towered over you, “Get the fuck up sleeping beauty.” a chirpy voice came from the figure.

You froze, and your eyes widened as you came face to face with the person who had been responsible for your uneasiness. You finally registered what this person said, and then it hit you. That voice...you recognized that voice; you wouldn't have even been able to forget it, even if you tried. You glared, “That explains why I got bad vibes coming from you...Jung.” You cursed.

“Hey you, it’s been awhile. Two or some years, right? How have ya been.” He flashed a fake smile at you.

“‘The ‘you’ has a name you know.” You gnarled at him.

Hoseok leaned closer to you, in an obvious attempt to press your buttons, “I really don’t care y’know. I’ve been trying to forget your name and everything about you.”

Jung fucking Hoseok is about 2 years older than you, he was your neighbor and had used to be your brother figure- and old crush. Anyways, this guy was the last person you’d want to ever see right now, nonetheless ever in your life. You can guarantee that every person who’s talked to him, believes Hoseok is a ray of sunshine, however in your eyes, he was he was far from that. If someone asked you to explain the type of guy he was, you’d have to say it’s inexplicable since there isn’t enough words or phrases that could be used to describe how terrible, heartless, abhorrent, and a total jackass he is. The thing you’ve always dreaded however, was that your parents had a huge favoring over him, and always referred him as your childhood friend, when in fact, it wasn’t like that at all. However, you guys hadn’t always been on bad terms, in fact, you had used to be good friends- as you stated earlier, he was like an elder brother, but things changed when this ‘angel’ suddenly started being a straight up dick to you. You guys were actually really close, you The charming guy whom you admired and actually had a crush on for while, turned his back on you, for no reason. To add oil to the flame, Hoseok started sleeping with a ton of girls- a fuckton of girls; he couldn’t keep his dick in his pants. Every damn girl wants to hookup with him for some reason, and you even lost some friends because of the hookups he had with them. It was disappointing already, that he had given you the cold shoulder, but now he had countless hookups. It was sad and disenchanting cause’ now you really knew that he’d never go back to the kind, brotherly Hoseok, who was also your inspiration in dance. yes that’s right folks, Hoseok is actually the reason why you started dancing and got so much interest, but you’ll never admit that to him. And yes, it’s no surprise to anyone that he had moves, you adored him for that, but that was his only redeeming quality. You liked his dance skills, but not his character.

“Aw, you missed me love?” He teased and backed away.

“Hardly. It was fantastic until you came.” You glared at him.

“Good to know that the feelings are mutual.” He flicked your forehead roughly.

"OW! God damn, why the hell did you do it so hard?”

“Thatswhatshesaid,” Hoseok said in one breath.

“You’ve literally not matured at all, you ass-twat.”

He scoffed “Ass-twat? Seriously, I know you can do better than that.”

“Shut the fuck up.” You snapped.

“Hey, you two doing okay over there?” Your dad yelled.

“Yes sir,” Hoseok smiled, “just catching up.”

You got up from the seat and immediately dread. The heat was insane and you now were really regretting your outfit choice of a sweatshirt and joggers.

“Wow, that’s definitely an appropriate outfit. You afraid of the sun?” Hosoek picked at your sweatshirt.

“LET.GO.” You muttered through your teeth.

“Yikes she bites, I’ll make note of that.”

“Hoseok!” your mom called, “while you’re over there, do you mind helping carry the stuff in?”

He sighed, and glared at you, before responding, “Of course ma’am,”

You stuck your tongue out and walked towards your parents. “So….mom, where is it?” You looked around you, but you saw no dormitories nearby.

“Right here, you’ll be staying here.” Your mom grasped your shoulders and faced you in front of a house.

You turned your neck towards your mother so fast, you actually could’ve gotten whiplash.“I’m sorry...what?”

Your mom sighed, “Your father and I decided it would be best for you not to be in a dorm, for multiple reasons. Plus it’ll save money for us, so we can save money for your car.”

You stared at your parents in utter confusion, “Uh, what? I need clarification please.”

“Wow, you really are fucking stupid.” Hoseok whispered while walking past you with your luggage.

You were honestly considering strangling the hell out of Hoseok if another word came out from his mouth. But you knew if you did so, your parents wouldn’t hesitate to punish or kill you. Deadass.

“Well, in order to save money and help getting adjusted, you’ll be living with Hoseok. And you really should be thankful to him though, he’s willing to do this for you, that’s considerate of him. Plus, with someone as reliable as Hoseok watching after you to make sure you don’t do crazy things, it’d give your mother and I a peace of mind, and have one less thing to worry about- he’d be your guardian for us.” Your dad explained.

“You mean babysitter?” You scoffed, “are you kidding me?” your parents really were just totally oblivious to the type of relationship you two had had for the past years. “Well, would it have hurt you that much for you guys to at least talk this over with me?”

“We are right now.” your dad responded.

You rubbed your face, “Dad, that’s not the point.”

“Sweetie, you’re making this seem like a bad idea. Why are you so against it? We’re saving money this way, so we can buy you a car, and be able to send you money for your other necessities? This is a blessing in disguise for you, but look, we’re sorry if we disappointed you, but we really couldn’t turn down this offer...we hope you can understand.”

You sighed, in frustration; you trusted your parents words. You well aware that in your parent’s perspective, this was the cheapest and best option, so of course they would want you to do this. Also, these were your parents- they were stubborn- so you knew you couldn’t change their minds. So in this situation, all you could really say was, your hands were tied. “Okay, okay, I get the message, I’m good with whatever decision needs to be done.”

“Now that’s the spirit, huh?” Hoseok pat your back harshly, almost making you fall over.

You had to hold back the urge to curse, “Don’t you have stuff you should be transferring?”

“I already did it all, and you’re welcome.” Hoseok bitterly smiled.

“Aw, see you guys are already mixing in well, but that was expected already, since you guys are already such great friends.”

Hoseok and you had both unintentionally sighed at the comment.  

“Anyways sweetie, we know that the campus is about 4-5 miles away, and we know that it’ll be quite far to walk, so we brought along your bike, so you have some sort of transportation.” your mom smiled.

“Thanks,” You were obliged to say.

“So this is it,” your mom smiled once more, “make sure to make smart decisions and call us if anything happens, and most importantly-”

“Don’t drink before I turn 21,” your mom and you had both said in unison.

“Good, you remembered,” your mom pulled you into a hug, “make us proud.”

“Yeah, I will.” You returned it.

“Okay, you should go ahead and start getting unpacked; you have a long day tomorrow.” Your mom stroked your hair comfortably.

“Mhmm,” you nodded, before walking into the house.

Hoseok followed you back into the house but your parents called him once more.

He took a deep breath and turned around with a radiant smile before going to your parents. He sure did know how to put up in act. You went inside and quickly gazed over your surroundings. It was rather homey and not exotic, like Hoseok’s style. To simply put it, this house was calm, and welcoming- just how you like it. That didn’t change the fact though that, you were sharing a house with a troll. You sighed again, how many times have you sighed today, you wondered. You went ahead and plopped yourself on the couch, waiting for him to come back. Your parents explained why you had to stay, but you wanted to get some answers from him. Not long after you had this thought, the door opened and Hoseok turned around, waving, to who you assumed were your parents. After that, he turned towards you with that deadly expression you knew he had been hiding from everyone. “Well, we’re alone now, so say what you want now. I’m pretty sure you have a lot to say to me, whether I want to hear it or not.”

“First off, WHY? Why’d you offer this to my parents? We fucking hate each other!”

Hoseok scoffed, “Please, do you really fucking think I wanted to see your face everyday? You really believe that I wanted you to be roomie?” he walked towards you, clearly agitated, “your parents somehow heard that my roommate moved out, and they took the damn opportunity. They asked me to do all this shit for you. Jesus fucking Christ, they actually talked to my parents first to confirm this all. At this point, they twisted my arm- I couldn’t deny them, they had my parents against me! This is your fault for being so damn irresponsible, that they really had to send you to me. Pathetic, really.”

You got up in his face, “Excuse me?  My fault? You were the fucking reason why I got in so much trouble when we were younger. You’re the main reason why my parents have trust issues with me, so in all honesty, you’re the one to blame.”

He rolled his eyes, “I honestly have no idea what the hell you’re talking about.”

“Oh really? Need I remind you of the time you came to my party, uninvited and had the audacity to have sex in my house with one of my friends? Like seriously, you were like 18 at the time, did you only have two brain cells? And no, don’t answer that because you being the stupid person you were, threw the damn thing in my trash can, for my mom to see! She was mortified over the idea that her 16 year old had apparently had sexual intercourse- which I didn’t!”

“First off, there is no evidence of me doing that, so get off my back-”

“Angie bragged about it to me when she slept over my house that night. Do you know how mortifying that was for me at the time; for me to find out that my best friend at the time, hooked up with someone like you?” You hollered, “She fucking knew I hated your guts, yet she still hooked up with you. I gave her constant warning about how you treat all your women, and she didn’t believe me. Angie was fucking sobbing when she found out you weren’t serious with her! She cut off connections because she was embarrassed about what she did. She claimed that being around me reminded me of you somehow. You ruined stuff for me.

“W-what?” Hoseok furrowed his eyebrows, “Who’s Angie?”

You froze, “What?”

“Look, I don’t know the names of your ‘bffs’, just give me a refresher or something.”

“For Pete's sake, she’s not my friend anymore, I lost her because you played with her, like you do with all your girls!” You rubbed your palm over your forehead and ruffled your hair, “You don’t even remember the girls you slept with....Seriously, you’re a pig.”

“So what? I’m out here trying to live my life; I live a good one, not a long one.”

“Do you not have a heart or something? Ugh, how am I ever gonna deal with you?” You threw your hands into the couch, only to feel something foreign.

Your curiosity got the better of you and you dug around into the cushion. You caught a hold of something lacy and long, and you pulled it from the couch. You were appalled by what you just revealed. Out from the couch, you pulled a lacy red bra, that was obviously not meant for wearing on a casual day. “OH MY GOD, WHY IS THIS HERE?”

Hoseok turned and noticed what you held, “Oh, that’s where it went.” Hoseok casually responded.

“EW!” You screeched and flung the lingerie towards Hoseok, which he easily dodged.

“You’re a fucking pig, you’re a fucking pig, you’re a motherfucking pig!” You cringed.

“Hey sorry to break it to you, but there’s a reason why you found it on the couch,” He raised a brow.

Your eyes widened once you registered what he said and you immediately jumped off the couch. “I’m never touching that fucking couch again!”

You ran to the faucet and washed your hands as fast as you could. You were losing it. You were gonna snap, and you haven’t been here for longer than a day. “I swear to God, Hoseok, if you want to do your girlfriend, do it in your goddamn room and make sure she gets all her belongings!”

Hoseok picked up the bra, “Okay, whatever, and by the way.” Hoseok waved the bra, “This isn’t my girlfriend’s; cause’ I don’t have on-”

You interrupted him, “STOP TALKING JUNG.”