#if i don't im gonna name a new one junior

[icannotgetoverbirds]

HOLD UP you never told me YOU had a leopard gecko I want details what’s his NAME do you have a PICTURE did he ever leave one or two crickets and let them sing at night for a solid week just because he didn’t want to eat it for some reason

Maniac my beloved, he's gonna be about four years old in November. I got him from a petsmart for like $20, $25 (I didn't know any better and my parents were the ones who wanted the cheapest option possible so don't @ me and yes I am sorry).

I don't have any pictures anymore - I'd have to get in touch with my mom for that and as much as I love my followers and my babey boy, that is not worth it right now.

I always hand-fed him rather than letting him hunt, which in hindsight might've been a bad idea. It's the laziest safe option - buuuut once I got him on dubia roaches I could put them upside down in a bowl of supplement and let him go to town. No leaving crickets in with the lizard though - that can actually result in injuries because the crickets might nibble on the gecko ):

Maniac, like most leopard geckos, was a very no thoughts head empty little man. Eating, sleeping, defecating, you know, that was pretty much the extent of his thoughts. He liked to tromp around his enclosure every now and then, and sit in that hammock like I told you about.

I'd take him out every so often for a bath (either for enrichment or pooping purposes) and usually held him after every feeding. I think my favorite thing was to take him out in the rain - leopard geckos are desert critters, and I lived in a desert, so I figured he'd enjoy it.

I think he did, honestly, because he'd get cozy in my hand or on my arm and pancake. He'd lick his eyes and close them real slow-like, the way they do it when they're relaxed rather than stressed, you know?

He also had no concept of cliffs, so if you set him on a table, he'd walk straight to (and off) the edge if you didn't stop him. Makes sense for a terrestrial little guy.

I had to give him away (hopefully temporarily) because I couldn't take care of myself, let alone him. Leopard geckos are by no means difficult, but this meat sack has incredibly complex needs and is not on default settings, so I had to make sure he was taken care of regardless.

I know he's in good hands, though. I'm hoping I can track him down once I get stable housing and take him with me. Once I'm taken care of, meeting his needs should be no problem at all!

[yanderesimp2000]

Yandere vox x Fem reader Vox makes you his Kissing slave (minors will be blocked)

you guys voted on this I was originally just gonna do head canons but I decided to not be a lazy POS and right a full blown story

Warnings kidnapping, Pet names, hypnosis , Vox in himself is a TW, ,collars,elector shocking, non con touching and kissing,Raging TV man boner

first time with vox so feedback is appreciated

My requests are OPEN!!!!!!!!!!!

You worked at VoxTek you were a set designer .you were walking into work that day you didn't like the job but the pay was good but around half way through you day you were approached by one of vox's assistants you and said that Vox was calling you you shivered in fear from what he might do but you walked into his office anyway

Sitting on the couch in his office were the TV demon himself, Vox. He turned to you with a cruel grimace and crossed his arms across his chest. you were scared shitless and whimpered h-hello sir

He looked at you up and down for a moment, as if inspecting you. Vox: “Sit down.” He gestures to the open spot opposite him on the couch. you were still scared but sat down right next to him “Do you know why I called you here?” vox asked in a cruel and malicious manner "n-no sir" you stuttered "Ive noticed you've been falling behind and taking unapproved breaks" vox said in a serious voice You gulped, knowing he was telling the truth. As a junior employee, you did all the dirty work. There was no time for rest. vox then spoke again "And that's not all. It's not the first time you've made mistakes in your work. Do you understand?" His cruel expression was like a dagger in your chest. You were so scared you could barely speak.

you were shaking as you said "im sorry sir it wont happen again " you said in your same stuttery voice "Do you know what happens when an associate makes me lose money?" You shake your head no in response. "they get punished" this scared you shitless and you started begging for forgiveness vox then grinned and uttered

"Do you think that would be enough after you've caused me to lose money?" Vox's stern expression was giving you more pressure, as if he was planning to do something horrible. And the worst part was that you knew what he was capable of. Vox then grinned again and said "now follow me to your new home" you were shocked all you could say was "w-wha" your mind was racing "what does he mean by new home" was all you could think of.He stood up and walked out of the office. He stopped at the door, but without looking back he motioned for you to follow him. You get up out of fear and leave the office, following him. He leads you down the hallway, which seems to take an eternity. Your whole life flashed before your eyes. What did he mean by "new home"? It couldn't mean what you thought it meant. Finally, he comes to the last door at the end of the hallway that leads into his penthouse . He opens it and motions for you to enter. You slowly step into the room, and your body went pale as the door shut behind you and locked automatically. You turned around to look for Vox, and what you saw made your heart start to pound in terror. Vox grabbed something that looked like a metal collar and approached you.

You were to scared to speak just staring frozen in fear you body wanted to move to run to flea but you just could not."This won't hurt. Just don't move too much." vox said sickeningly calm. A cold feeling spread through you as he secured it tightly around your neck. There seemed to be no escape. "please let me go I'm sorry" you blubbered. "You really think I'd just let you go after all this trouble you've caused?" He moved closer to your face, and you could feel him breathing down your neck. "You know...I think you're going to need some more training." a chill went down your spine when he said that vox then giggled and said "you were always a sweetie y'know that right but I couldn't take ya in because it would affect my imigine but now since you messed up people will just think I killed you" He strokes your hair lovingly, showing his caring side as he leans down closer."Your mine now sweetie" you couldn't hold it back anymore you just started sobbing

Vox pulls you into his arms and holds you close, comforting you with his gentle touch. "Shh...don't cry. Don't cry. I'm not going to hurt you." He pulls you close and strokes your hair, soothing you. His embrace was warm and comforting, unlike before. This was a completely different side of him. Vox strokes your hair and caresses your cheeks as you cry softly in his arms. “Don't be scared. You're safe with me…” vox said in a gentle tone He looks down at you, and his expression softens as you continue to cry. All your fears and stress seem to melt away under his touch. as you look up at him into those eyes. he smiles at you, holding you close. You can feel his chest rise and fall with each breath. "... You'll be fine... I'll take good care of you..." vox said kindly

Looking into that Spinning little right eye of his made you calm down somehow. He keeps you close and strokes your hair, soothing your worries. His touch is warm and comforting, unlike the coldness you were used to. It felt nice to be held like this, to be held close and be cared for. You hadn't felt this safe in a long time. "... There... There, hush... Don't cry...** It wasn't like the Vox from the office. The Vox who yelled at you and made you fear for your job. This one was gentle and comforting. The contrast couldn't be larger... Vox was against hypnotizing you to love him he was only doing this to make you calm down for him it felt like cheating if he just hypnotized you to love him

"c-can I go home now" you said softly he laughed and said "this is your home silly " you got scared and tried to run to the exit but then the collar on your neck beeped before a wave of electric shock came apon you frying your whole body you squeal in pain. "Aww sweetie did that hurt? " vox said that in a playful tone as if it were a joke. "It was just a little shock " he continues to stroke your hair while giggling as you're still in pain from the electric shock a bit of red drool on his face "You see, sweetie, this collar is to ensure that you obey my commands and never try to run away again." he said sternly "o-o-ok" you said inbetween wincing in pain Vox then smiles at you reassuringly. "Good girl..." he says He then lifts your chin up and looks you in the eyes. "...Don't worry. You're safe in my care now..." he said in a cruel tone

He keeps caressing your hair as you continue to sit there in silence, too terrified to move or breathe."...you shouldn't be so scared you little muffin..." vox teased He then starts to gently kiss you on the cheek "s-stop " you say softly He chuckles in reaction to your answer. "I'm just showing my affection... There's nothing wrong with a few kisses, right..." he said in a firm manner He continues to kiss your cheek as you squirm while holding you close and stroking your hair in a reassuring way. He starts to gently kiss your chin until the kisses get closer and closer to your lips you try to pull away The collar starts to vibrate and beep again, signaling that another shock would be administered if you continued to try and pull away you whimper at the realization that your just gonna have to let this happen Vox's tone then shifts back to a menacing one. "Didn't I tell you? This collar is here to make sure that you obey my command. Now stop fighting me... It will only make it worse for you." You could only tremble in fear as he said that He leans in even closer and presses his lips against yours you winced and softly cried "Just relax..." vox said aroused he continues to kiss you passionately, his hand moving to your waist as he pulls you closer you can feel vox's Raging Boner pressing up against your chest through his suit but he doesn't mention anything about it but he knows He holds you close and his grip around your waist tightens as he kisses you more and more passionately you cant handle it anymore and you try to take off your collar but when you try to do so, the collar started to beep and vibrate. Your body started shaking from the intense pain of the electric shocks shooting through your body. vox giggled and said "See how silly that was? This collar is here to keep you from doing anything stupid. It isn't coming off..." He then started to kiss your neck and the top of your chest. causing you to keep struggling Vox then grabs your hands and pins them to your side. "Please, darling, don't struggle. I don't want to hurt you... but you're really making it difficult to resist." He continued to kiss you on the neck and chest. as you whimpered Each kiss was more passionate than before, getting closer and closer to your collarbone. his slick Blue tounge rubbing around your mouth as you helplessy watched you were just so... powerless "Just relax, my dear I'm almost done" vox said giving you a small amount of hope The kisses slowly get even closer to your chest, and soon his lips land on your collarbone.

Vox then moves his other hand to under your chin and uses it to gently guide your head upwards so that you're looking at him.His eyes are filled with desire as he looks at you, a small smirk appears on his face. The contrast between his gentle, caring side and his cruel side is jarring to see.He then moves his lips away from your collarbone and kisses your cheek. "Just a bit more, and I'll be done. just relax and stay still." your body is screaming at you to wriggle to attack but you know you will get shocked if you do. He slowly moves his lips back to your collarbone. The kisses become even more intense than before, and his hands start to wander to more "special" areas of your body. He starts to lightly trace your curves with one hand while your other hand trails up your waist. "... Such a delicate and beautiful creature..." he says while you whimper His body starts to press against yours, and the kisses on your chest begin to turn to kisses on your neck. He leans in even closer, and the kisses on your neck start to inch their way up to your mouth. almost like a fucked up caterpillar of kisses "Just relax..." vox said in a hypnotic voice He finally reaches your lips, and he begins to put all his passion into the final kiss.

"that was great" vox moaned "You were the best..." he said into your ear He pulled you into a passionate embrace, his arms around you. His breath was shaky, and he was clearly excited about the kisses he just gave you. He continues holding you close, caressing your cheek and neck as he breathes heavily. as you were left a whimpering puddle Vox's chest was heaving, and his breath was heavy and quick. He continued caressing and kissing your neck, not allowing you to move away "Just lay here with me, darling... I never want to let you go." he said as you whimpered. Vox started to cuddle you, gently stroking your hair while holding you in his arms. "Just relax... Everything will be fine..." he said in that same hypnotic voice making your whole body tingle He keeps holding you, stroking your hair and caressing your cheek. The collar around your neck beeped a few times as if trying to remind you of its presence.

"Don't worry about this little thing..." He chuckles as he plays with the collar around your neck. "It's just to help me.... take better care of you. That's all..." he said in his gentle coo. "Just lay with me for now." he cooed He continues to hold you close, wrapping his body around yours and snuggling you into his chest. He strokes your hair and caresses your cheek again, but soon his hand moves to lower areas of your body. "s-stop" you quietly whimperd. Vox just ignored you and continued, making his hand continue to move up and down your body.

He kept his hands there, moving it around slowly as he looked at you with a smug look "Relax... Just let me do want I want to do..." he said then activating his hypnotic eye vox laughed and said "Good... now You cant resist even if you wanted to..." His hand continues to move across your body, and eventually reaches under your shirt as well. He starts to rub his hand over your chest, enjoying his power over you in this moment. "just go to sleep" vox cooed His words made you fall deeper into your trance, slowly falling asleep like he ordered you to do. Your mind was filled with his voice, and soon your thoughts began to get foggy. You felt yourself slowly drifting off. As you slowly fell asleep under his power, you could feel his warmth around you as he held you closely. As your body fell more and more into the trance, your eyes slowly fluttered shut and you fell into a deep sleep, your mind under his influence.

[eurydicees]

he/she trans butch iwaizumi and transfemme oikawa thoughts

for no reason other than satisfying my own desires and also projecting my own shit onto my fictional besties <3

LONG post under the cut. i cannot express to you enough. LONG post under the cut.

first off. wrote a fic about iwaizumi being genderqueer here. read it. it's influential but ultimately not really relevant to this. but read it anyways. im really proud of it. okay now that the self promo's out of the way!

in my mind palace, iwaizumi is a trans butch lesbian and no amount of cis bullshit telling him that's not allowed is gonna stop him from identifying that way

she starts figuring things out in college: getting to california for undergrad and meeting all the different kinds of people he does--people he never would have met in the world of men's athletics that he was in while in high school--introduces him to all kinds of new ideas, some of them being identities they had never heard of before

sometime in her freshman year someone asks him about pronouns, and it's a question he's never really thought to consider before. he's never had to--pronouns were just words assigned to them that she never really had reason to doubt

and then she starts. thinking about it. and kind of freaking out a little. because oh. there are options. and there are so many of them and it's overwhelming, to have this sudden rush of i don't think i know who i am anymore.

because he's never really had to think about gender or sexuality before: there's never been the space and support and encouragement to experiment, or the terminology in general, or any reason to try experimenting

but his friends encourage him to try things out, little by little. a few friends try out using they/them in private. they like it, most of the time, and it feels like it fits, most of the time, but still it's like. it feels like they're faking it. like it doesn't quite cover the entirety of what they feel--but maybe nothing does, you know?

they try introducing themselves by he/they in classes, instead of just in the privacy of his dorm room. he likes that people mix the two together in the same sentence sometimes. they like that he's not boxing himself into one thing

he's figuring shit out! and the journey kind of sucks because people ask him and he doesn't have answers, he doesn't have solid truth, he just has more questions for himself and he just has more to discover--which is frustrating, most of the time, but it's also fun to experiment, sometimes

it's about trying new clothing--he doesn't love dresses, but skirts with shorts sewn in are okay; crop tops and a carabiner with keys are euphoric--trying new words--he, they, genderqueer, transgender, and more--and trying new names--not a fan of his friends' suggestions, which are mostly english word names that he kind of fumbles around saying

notable that he's friends with a decent number of queer people who are so encouraging and supportive of everything they're trying out that it constantly amazes him and sometimes kind of makes him want to cry a little

also notable. he kind of. doesn't tell oikawa about any of this. they just...don't know how to.

she starts trying out she/her pronouns in her junior year of college. this starts , entirely coincidentally, a few months before oikawa comes out to him

oikawa does it quietly, without fanfare, nearly without the confidence to even say the words. she's clearly worried about what iwaizumi is going to think--they didn't grow up in a world where things like being trans or a lesbian were talked about, or were considered options for the two of them

but just as iwaizumi has been experimenting in california, oikawa has discovered an entirely new queer community in argentina, and she's discovered herself in anew just as iwaizumi has

and it doesn't change anything really, oikawa promises, again and again. she's still tooru. she's still the best friend iwaizumi has always had. she's still playing men's volleyball. she presents herself differently, now, when she can, but--

but also, in presenting differently, there's a new confidence about her. there's a new sense of self. there's a new comfort in her own body, now that she has the words to love it right, and--

and iwaizumi gets that. he doesn't want to tell oikawa just then, because oikawa is clearly nervous and this is her moment, of sorts, but now iwaizumi knows that--if they ever get brave enough--it really would be okay to say it

anyways. iwaizumi starts using she/her in addition to he and they and just. she kind of loves it.

most of the time, she doesn't love looking feminine, and that kind of . she doesn't really know how to explain that, doesn't really have the words for it

he likes being perceived a girl, but he doesn't like looking feminine. he likes being seen as masculine, but he thinks if one more person calls him a young man he's going to scream out loud

(he does kind of like fucking with people though. it gives them a little bit of gender euphoria when someone stutters through a list of pronouns, not sure what to use, looking her up and down, until giving up and landing on just his name. it maybe feels mean but it's also a little funny and really validating.)

so its like. she doesn't really know what to do with any of that. they/them feels a little too malleable, in a way. it's not really anything against the word so much as it is that people use it to cop out of calling her "she", and that's just...frustrating. because "she" fits so well on days when she's dressed masc and "he" feels so good when he's in lipstick and a skirt.

(i ran out of characters allowed in one post block apparently. so i am breaking up the list here. oh my god. i can't believe i ran out of characters. jesus fucking christ.)

anyways! it's when he comes out to oikawa that things kind of. fall into his hands and she goes oh. so this is okay. i'm allowed to have this: the unknowns, the multiplicities, the undecideds, the contradictions.

he doesn't really mean to come out. it happens casually: oikawa makes some reference to iwaizumi being cis, and iwaizumi tells her that that's not quite right. he's not sure what he is, but it's...not cis man.

she doesn't really know how to explain that to oikawa, who has become so comfortable in her gender when she's around iwaizumi, but iwaizumi figures she might as well know now. he's always trusted oikawa with everything, and he's not quite sure why this should have ever been different

anyways. oikawa tells iwaizumi something sappy, first, and something kind, second, and something annoying, when iwaizumi teases her for the first two

and when iwaizumi confesses his own unsureness, oikawa says something else along the lines of it's not really about what people tell you your labels should be when you look like yourself. it's about the words you use when you tell them to fuck off.

it makes iwaizumi laugh, and that was the main goal, really, but also iwaizumi is thinking about it long after they hang up their video call

he's been so caught up in "so, uh, what pronouns do you use?" and "hajime, do you want me to set your preferences to male or female or both when i make your tinder account for you?"

his answers have always been so relative to what he wants people to think when they look at her ("they or he are fine i guess" and "fuck off, give me my phone back"), but maybe it's less about that, for her

(this may not be true of everyone, but things start to fall into place when she moves her thought process just a little to the left)

maybe it's less about what he's letting other people see in her presentation, and more about what it is he owns about her own gender

so what does she like about it? what brings her comfort and joy? and what completely shatters all the expectations and preconceptions put on him that she hates so much?

he doesn't really come to a decision about any of those things in one night

but he tells oikawa she/he are what make him feel the most confident in his body and his heart, even if it's scary to say that out loud

the word butch comes not long after that, and he's not sure if it fits perfectly, but it's the first word to come along that feels like it captures the duality of masculine and woman that lives in him, instead of just reaching one or the other, if that makes sense

he's not sure any of it does, but he's decided she doesn't care if it makes sense or if it's "allowed" in the eyes of people who see transness as a uniform look and lesbianism as an exclusive club

it's not about what people tell her she's allowed to be, looking and talking and acting like that, you know? it's about what words he uses to make them respect her, looking and talking and acting just as she damn well pleases.

[maromi-hoshiba]

more duolingo headcanons that no one asked for (W/ FULL NAMES)

denzel lingo / duo:

- being hunted down by the [REDACTED]

- currently the principal of Duolingo Academy

- he dosen't kill ppl when they don't practice, he just helps them (if only 😭)

fredrick falstaff d'grizzal / falstaff:

- he's also being hunted down by the [REDACTED]

- big boi (he's 6'5)

- he has a wife who's also a bear shapeshifter :3

lilianne mary wilson / lily:

- she's emo bc her hamster died of scurvy 🫂

- sleeps with a hamster plushie ❤️‍🩹

- rn, zari wants to give her a new pet hamster

zari al-gharrib / zari

- as i said b4, she wants to start a candy shop

- she's practicing on how to make chocolate, bc she already mastered on how to make sugar candies

- she also listens to kpop 🤭

edison blake sr. / eddy:

- he's starting to improve his cooking

- he listens to ABBA and Mitski

- the lion tamer thing is actually true, although he worked in a circus only ONCE 😭😭😭

edison blake jr. / junior:

- he watches skibidi toilet 🤫🧏‍♂️

- he's taking soccer, tennis and martial arts classes (and never complains bc he's enjoying it)

- for some silly reason, junior's classmates say that he has abs and hard muscles js like his dad 😓

oscar álvarez / oscar:

- he secretly loves cinnamoroll, and 90% of his christmas gifts today are cinnamoroll themed 🙃

- in school, he's very strict, but also a very nice teacher

- he's a tsundere, especially if you talk abt eddy to him 😭

beatrice boateng / bea:

- she has a younger brother named anthony

- she loves coffee, and vikram always gives her coffee when she steps foot into his cafe

- she loves lin <3

linda chen / lin:

- she's a non binary woman (her prns are she/her and they/them)

- she works at a repair shop until 5pm

- she loves bea <3

lucille chen / lucy:

- her past was just like joy luck club by amy tan: there was a war in china, so be fore she was born, her parents moved to canada

- eventually, she moved to the us to become a policewoman

- she's always cooking for lin 😭

vikram singh / vikram:

- he owns a cafe named fayebell, and recently opened last 2023 ^u^

- he's that type of guy who puts "😍" when you send him a photo of a cat or a dog

- he and priti are like mrs. shi and mr. he 🥲

priti singh (neé diodati) / priti

- vikram's wife

- i got her last name from vanessa diodati from symphogear 😭😭😭😭😭

- she loves to give vikram potatoes and tell him that he's js like a potato (but in a cute way)

kevin raphael santos / kevin (my oc!)

- moved to america shortly after graduating from UP Diliman

- works as a psychology teacher for senior high school

- oscar says he's annoying 😞

@berrypass-nonmurdle

@sugar-miss1

@random-duolingo-doodles

im gonna cry so hard why did i write thissss 😭

[urfavoritedcwhore]

the Russian boy//part one

a fanfic about the goldfinch

summary: a new girl named lucy gardener has just moved to las vegas, nevada. she meets two boys her first day and takes an interest on the black-haired Russian boy named boris.

this is a series i’m going to be working on, and yes, there will eventually be some juicy smut.

warnings: swearing, marijuana usage, and some brief mention of alcohol usage.

not proof read!!

part one: the first day

"FUCK" , i yell when i awake to see my alarm clock isn't plugged in. i must have forgotten to plug it in last night when i was setting up my room. im gonna be late for my first day of school. great. i rush to the millions of moving boxes in my room trying to remember which ones have my clothes in them, finally i mange to find a box with a folded up Tshirt and decide to wear that and the leggings i slept in. i throw on the Tshirt and run into the bathroom to brush my teeth and hair. "first day of my new school and im going to show up a total mess. amazing.", i think to myself while i spit out the tooth paste in my mouth and see the knots all over my head. i grab my brush and hurry back into my room to put my shoes on and get my book bag together. "MOM!!", i yell while brushing my hair and putting my folders in my bag. no response. great she's probably passed out downstairs drunk, or hasn't come home from last night yet. i don't blame her though, if i had found out my husband was cheating on me and lost all my money in the divorce i would be drinking away my feelings too. i just hate that it caused us to move here. the fucking middle of nowhere in las Vegas. why couldn't we have moved to someplace cool like New York? or just someplace where the sun isn't beating down on me like it wants to fry me and eat me for lunch. whatever, no point in being mad right now, i need to grab my keys and get to school. i go downstairs to see my mom passed out on the couch with a bottle of tito's and lifetime blaring on the tv. no time to worry about that now. i find my keys laying on the kitchen counter and rush out the door. i hop in my truck (well, my mom and me's truck) and head on my way to school. joining a new school three months into the school year as a junior, who knows nobody in this awful town shouldn't be hard, right? i look up on google maps where it is and learn it's only 20 minutes away from my house, not too far of a drive. gosh, its already 11:30am, i'm so fucked. i pull into the school parking lot and quickly run into the double doors at the front of the building. i spot the front office on my right and make my way in there, the small lady behind the desk looks up from her computer at me. "name?", she says like she's dealt with more late passes then she wanted to this morning. "Lucy Gardener, I'm a new student here and-", she cuts me off, "yes, miss gardener, you're a junior correct? here's your schedule and here's your late pass.". she pulls out a small green peice of paper from here desk drawer and writes, my name, the date, the time, and her signature on it before handing it to me. awesome, i'm gonna have to show up in the middle of class and stop the lesson to give this to my teacher. she reaches into the printer and gives me a list with my name on the top and a bunch of classes with times next to them. "right now you should be in....3rd period, english.", the lady said pausing to squint at her computer, "room 224. down the main hall and to your left.". "thanks.", i say stuffing my schedule in my bag and walking out of the office. i follow her directions and head down the main hall and to the left, until i see room 224. fuck, ok ok, just go in there, give the slip to your teacher, and pray he doesn't make me introduce myself to the class. i open the class door and immediately all heads turn to me. i can feel my cheeks burning red as i walk to the man in his mid 40s standing in front of the whiteboard. "sorry." i say handing him the slip and turning away to find a seat towards the back of the class room, just as i thought you may get away with say nothing else, he calls you back up front. "Lucy? you're our new student right? come up here and tell us a little about yourself please.", he says with a huge smile on his face. you've gotta be fucking kidding. i turn back to him and walk back up front. "hi i'm lucy, um i just moved here from New Orleans.", i hear slight laughter coming from two boys in the back of the classroom.

"can i go sit now?", i say turning towards the teacher. "well it's great to have you here lucy, i look forward to getting to know you, i think there may be a seat next to theo. theo, raise your hand so lucy knows where to go.". i see a tall boy with shaggy blonde hair raise his hand and realize it was one of the boys who were giggling. i walk towards the desk that the teacher was referring to, and see that it’s actually right in between the two boys that were giggling. how wonderful, this should be soooo fun. i sit down and immediately hear the blonde boy with glasses on my right giggling. damn, do i really look that bad today. the one with black hair is just staring so intensely at me, i feel his eyes burning holes in my head. i guess i came just at the right time though, cause about two minutes after i sit down i hear the bell ring. "anddd that's lunch.", i hear the teacher say as i stand up and grab my bag. i let out a sigh of relief, at least i can just go sit in the bathroom and look at my phone for the lunch period. i'm walking to the door when someone behind me calls out, "lucy!". i turn around to see the blonde boy with his mouth slightly open and the boy with black hair standing behind him smirking. "i-it's lucy right?" he says stuttering over his words. "yea. you're theo, right?", i say hoping that i heard the teacher correctly and didn't just call him the wrong name. "ding ding ding! and this," he pulls the boy with black hair in front of him like he's showing me a puppy or something, "is boris. he, well we, were wondering if maybe you wanted to hang with us during lunch? you know, since you're new.", theo says in a almost shy manner. do i want to have lunch with them? is it a trick? weren't they literally just laughing at me? if they didn't look so raggedy i would've guessed that they were two popular boys messing with me. the dark haired one, sorry, "boris", speaks up. "we have weed." , he said in a whispering tone.

i'm not sure because his voice was so low, but i think he may be Australian? that doesn't matter, they had weed, i need something to calm my first day anxieties. "i'm down, should've led with the weed." i say looking at both of them as theo looked at boris with a smile. boris walked in front of me, "follow me.". boris and theo led me out the school doors, into the parking lot, and to a beat down 1985 volvo. this looks sketchy i'm not gonna lie. the car is rusted, missing a headlight, and theo has to crawl through the driver side door to get to the passenger seat. let's just hope and pray they don't kill me and dump my body in the nevada desert somewhere. boris opens the back seat door for me and i crawl in, as soon as i'm in the car i know they're not lying about the weed. the smell is so strong that i imagine they smoke in this car everyday and don't know what air freshener is. boris gets in the drivers seat, shuts the door, and immediately opens the glove box. "shit bor, did you not roll another one this morning? it's gonna take me at least 20 minutes to get this shit done.", theo said holding a small baggie of weed, and a pack of joint papers. these kids don't even know how to roll a joint. i snicker, "let me see it.", i say holding out my hand. theo and boris looked at eachother suspiciously. "oh come on, let me see it i can get her done in 5-10 minutes tops.", i start making a "gimme" motion with my hand. theo hands the bag and papers over to me. it doesn't even take me ten minutes and im done. "here", i say, passing the joint to boris. they inspect it carefully until boris looks back at me and smiles, "nice job new girl.". i do a small bow, "thank you thank you very much, now light that shit.", i say looking at the lighter in theo's hand. theo hands the lighter over to boris, who starts to touch the flame to the tip of the joint and takes a long hit. he lets the smoke out, coughing as he does so. boris takes another hit then looks at me. he gives the joint to me with a grin, "new girl gets next hit, eh?", he says glancing over to theo. "that's fine with me man.", says theo, who's too focused on trying to get the radio to work.

boris hands the joint over to me. please please please don't let me get too high and embarrass myself God. i mean look, im an avid smoker, but after taking a break from weed for like 6 days because of all the moving shit i had to do, i’m definitely gonna get really fried. i take a long drag of the joint and hold the smoke it for about 7 seconds before exhaling with a sigh. "fuck that's nice.", i say passing the joint to theo and leaning back into the seat. "so new girl, where do you live?", boris says with a thick accent. "i don't really know the name of the street, i just got here last night. it's like desert something.", i say trying to remember what the street is called . boris raises his eyebrows as he grabs the joint theo's passing to him, "desert end drive?", he says before taking a long hit of the joint. "yea actually, that's where i am.". the two boys exchange looks. "no way, that's where we live." , says theo almost giddy with excitement. ok this is good. at least i have two people that smoke in my neighborhood. "do you live more towards the front of the neighborhood or the back?", theo says. boris passes me the joint and i take two quicks hits while they stare at me with anticipation. "way in the back, it takes like 3 minutes of me driving just to get out of the neighborhood.", i say shifting my eyes between the two of them. theo looks at boris as i hand him the joint. "i bet you're right by bor then.", he says smiling a child like smile. "oh shit that's nice.", i say trying to not look excited. i mean boris is cute. i don't really know him at all. and that accent, maybe it's just the weed talking, but that accent is so fucking sexy. "what's your accent?", i blurt out, not so shy anymore from the high i'm feeling. boris smirks at me, "i mean i've lived in a lot of places so i have little accent from everywhere, but the one you probably hear the most, is russian or ukraine maybe?", he says, "my english isn't perfect, potter says i miss words sometimes, but i do pretty well, eh?", he says taking the joint from theo. i let out a laugh, "dude you're so right, he does kinda look like harry potter!", which makes both me and boris burst out into laughter.

"hardy har har, soooo funny.", says theo trying his best to hold back a smile. we sit, passing around the joint and just talking and getting to know each other for about the next 15 minutes until all that's left of it is the filter. "i don't wanna go back in.", i say as the laughter dies down in the car from a stupid thing theo said. "well you're in luck, me and bor usually skip forth period anyways.", theo says turning his head to look at me and smile. "yes! come with new girl, will be fun. i have vodka at house.",  boris says with excited eyes. "your parents won't mind?", i say, "nah, only live with my dad and he'll be gone for next few days.", says boris as he puts the bag of weed and papers back in his glove box. "alright, im down. but fuck, i'm way too stoned to drive right now, i haven't smoked for like a week cause of the move.", i say, remembering just how high i am. "give me your keys, im not too fucked.", says boris holding out his hand, "potter can drive my car, he does all the time.". i look at boris for a second, before pulling out my keys and placing them in his hand. trust me if i thought this boy was too faded to drive, i would not let him in my truck. but since i'm pretty sure he does this everyday multiple times a day i'm fine with it. especially since, i myself drive while im stoned all the time. well when im not in the middle of an involuntary week long T break i mean. boris hops out of the car and opens my door, extending his hand to me, as theo crawls into the drivers seat. i take boris's hand and hop out of the car. i say a quick thank you and let go of his hand before leading him to my truck. when we get to my car he follows me to the passenger side and opens the door for me. "such a gentleman." , i joke as i put a hand on my heart and hop in the car. "always a gentleman for a pretty lady.", he says back shooting me a quick wink then chuckling. ok he could so get it. i mean he called me pretty, he definitely wants it. no lucy...you two are joking around. he's being polite. don't think anything of it. boris walks to the other side of the car door and hops in the drivers seat, putting the keys in ignition. "let's go get wasted new girl.", he says to me with a smile as he puts the car in drive, and pulls out of the school parking lot. i have a feeling this is going to be fun..

part 2 will be out soon. let me know if yall fw this

[jeanie-g]

#49 jd/tz for the spotify game

this has gotta be one of the nichest songs on my playlist, but it led to this delight! (also excuse my french - i took it for five years but im still a bit rusty lol)

[#49] In For A Trim (Musical Monday)

Oh, I need something done with my hair, don't know what to do / I hope they have three-in-one conditioner, body wash, and shampoo

Despite what the media (and his friends) have said, Trevor didn't set out to get a mullet.

He went in for his bi-monthly hair appointment with plans to just get a little off the top. But his usual hairdresser was sick that day, so the new guy—a chatterbox named Étienne—kept talking about how perfect his hair would be for a mullet.

"C'est—'ow you say—à la mode? Et pour votre joli visage, monsieur! Vous avez un très joli visage. Les femmes diront, 'Oo! Il est si beau. Est-ce qu'il célibataire?'"

Trevor took exactly one French class in middle school, so he just nodded along as Étienne yammered on excitedly. It wasn't until he stuck a magazine in Trevor's face—showcasing male hairstyles—that he understood. Étienne pointed to a mullet with his manicured hand.

"Voici, monsieur. C'est beau, non?"

Trevor tilted his head. He'd never had a mullet before. He usually stuck to what Jack once called, "Your fuck boy cut." One of his buddies in juniors rocked a mullet and got teased for it to no end, but they were coming back in style.

He thought, with a swirl in his tummy, that Jamie might like it.

He gave Étienne a quick up and down. Besides his manicured hands, he was wearing a cheetah print crop top and leather pants. Yeah, Trevor could trust him.

"Um, well, would you think my boyfriend would like it?"

"Ton copain?" A slow smile appeared on Étienne's face. He switched to English. "I'll take care of you."

[xx]

Trevor walks through the doors of the Honda Center, nervously playing with the hairs at the nape of his neck. He almost wishes he had a beanie to tug down over his ears, though it wouldn't even hide all of it. What if Jamie doesn't like it? What if he thinks it's dumb?

It looks good, he thinks. Trevor looks good. When Étienne turned him around in the chair with a "Ta da!" he was shocked with how well it turned out—fluffy on top and cut close right above his ears, with a modest mane cascading down the back of his neck and curling up at the end.

Étienne chuckled. "Parfait pour ton copain, non?"

"Non," Trevor repeated, dazed. "I mean, yes. Oui."

His hands are sweating as he enters the locker room, nerves only compounding when the room quiets. A wolf whistle breaks the silence.

"Woah, Z! Nice cut, man!" Mason says with an elated laugh, standing up to get a closer look.

Trevor chuckles warily. "What can I say? They're back in style, man."

A couple other guys compliment him on the new look, but Trevor only cares about one opinion. His eyes shoot over to Jamie's stall, where he's silently getting dressed. His heart sinks into his stomach.

Okay, so Jamie doesn't like it. Or worse, he doesn't care. Trevor tries to push it from his mind and he puts on his base layers and socks, but then he sees a familiar pair of feet traipse up to him. He looks up and sees Jamie, thick eyebrows raised.

"I need to talk to you. Alone." His tone is flat, and it makes Trevor nervous. Is the cut really that bad that Jamie's gonna break up with him?

Trevor just nods, dutifully standing and following Jamie out of the locker room and into the hallway. He expects to get stop there, but then Jamie opens the door to a utility closet and shoves him inside.

"What are you—" Trevor starts, but he doesn't have time to finish the sentence before the door clicks shut and Jamie's lips are on his.

Trevor's pliant and obedient when it comes to Jamie, so he just kisses him back without having to think about it, parts his lips so Jamie can shove his tongue inside.

Jamie doesn't though. He pulls back, lips already red. "Your hair."

And, right. Trevor touches it self-consciously. "Do you not like it?"

Jamie chuckles, low and sexy. "You have no idea what you do to me, do you?"

The nerves in Trevor's stomach are replaced with molten heat, pushing a bubbling laugh out of him. Again, Jamie gives Trevor no time to talk; he just kisses him again, finally licking into Trevor's mouth and bringing their chests flush with each other.

Jamie winds his hands through Trevor's hair and tugs lightly, eliciting a small moan. That makes Jamie tug harder, and Trevor is suddenly very nervous his knees are gonna buckle.

"So sexy," Jamie whispers between kisses. "You always know how to get me going, baby."

Trevor hums against Jamie's lips. "I thought you didn't like it. You didn't say anything. You didn't even look at me."

Jamie chortles. "I was looking, Trevor, and if I'd opened my mouth back there, everyone would've known exactly what we get up to behind closed doors."

Trevor blushes furiously. "And what do they think we're doing right now?"

Jamie kisses his jaw. "Getting water."

"You are thirsty."

Jamie rolls his eyes but kisses him again anyways.

So, the mullet's a win, then. Trevor has to send Étienne some flowers or something. The man is a genius.

[some-of-us-watch-the-sunset-too]

hey i would love to see what characters you pair me with. i haven't really been in the fandom or considered who i would work with best for awhile so i'm curious to see if it's changed since i was younger.

okay so my name is leo, im sixteen, im a junior in highschool. i identify as a gender-fluid gay guy (i like men and use he/him pronouns). i have golden-reddish (it's a strange color) hair down to my chest although i want to get it cut/get layers in it soon. i have green eyes. i wear glasses that are thick-rimmed and nerdy. i have naturally long eyelashes. i have a very square jaw and pale skin. i have random dark freckles on my arms here and there. im 5'6. my style is literally all over the place but usually im either in sweatpants and a sweatshirt (either a purple rhett and link one or a beige on with different colored pickles on it) or a graphic tee shirt, jeans, and a denim or leather jacket.

personality wise well i like to think of myself as a pretty creative person. i try to find meaning in the mundane in my life. im not religious although i do enjoy tarot and crystals. i have always had a problem with building myself around other people. ill get addicted to certain friends to fill a void in me that thinks people need to save me/fix me. this doesn't work because it leads me to be very codependent and when people leave me (which they can! it's natural. nothing lasts forever) it totally messes up my self esteem. so im trying to build that self love and develop better relationships with other people.

i like art and writing, fall out boy, the outsiders, good mythical morning. i like learning about LGBTQ history, especially the aids crisis. im currently reading a book on it right now called "and the band played on." my favorite foods is shells with cheese. i like good friends and people that i can connect with on a deeper level. i like when people i talk to have lives that don't revolve around me. i also enjoy surrealist sculpture. i really enjoy felix gonzalez-torres's work. i like all sorts of different types of music. lately ive been very into folk, 80s new wave, and 2000s pop punk/emo.

i dislike terfs and transphobes and homophobes and things like that. i absolutely loathe loud chewers. i have a mental disorder called misophonia and so the sounds of chewing trigger me and trigger my fight or flight. it's absolutely horrible. i hate stupid people. i don't like peanut butter. i hate when people make aids jokes. i hate not feeling included or hated. i care a lot about my image and i hate when it looks bad.

i like to make art and write poetry. i listen to a lot of music, even though i can't make any. for art, i like working with graphite pencil and colored pencil the most, but i work with all different things in class. im in advanced arts classes at school. i auditioned when i was in middle school and now im gonna take ap art next year. for poetry, i usually write in free verse about personal things. i have a livejournal i post on sometimes. i run a poetry/art magazine club at my school where people can share things they've made.

i think that covers pretty much everything! sorry for how insanely long this is. i hope that sums up myself pretty well. i try to be myself. just yourself be if weird is you.

i think i’d match you with dallas! i’m a firm believer that dally has a very soft side so i think he’d love to both our little braids in your hair and to draw on your arms. he would love if you drew him. i could imagine you sitting on dally’s bed in bucks place while he’s leaning out the window smoking a cigarette. then you’d start making little sketches of him. once he notices he’d start flexing his muscles and posing n stuff.

there you have it hope it’s alright!

[55sturn]

https://www.tumblr.com/55sturn/760106858464919552/the-way-i-need-to-rant-to-someone-abt-my-crush?source=share

So like it's my best friend and we have known each other since lil kids cus we were going to the same school same grade yk and like since elementary school our classmates were like shipping us and I was always saying "nooo he's not my type" and shi but then in like don't know 3/4 grade I told my girl best friend that I think I have a lil crush on him etc (I think it was gone then??) and leave it that way we were still friends all this shit🧍untill like um two year ago in my sophomore year his friend told me he (my bsf) have a crush on me and that he loves me and me with my trust issues said just "okay" and didn't belived him😭 we were super close literally everyone who we knew and were our friends were shipping us and this type shit while we were just saying that "we are just friends" (Adrien Agreste much?) and maybe I am weird or mean or other things but I was always "mean" to him like hitting and beating him playfully 24/7 and call him names but he also was calling me names LIKE A CASUAL FRIENDSHIP RIGHT? But the other side wasn't casual like flirty jokes in this sophomore/junior/senior year and all that that was not casual🤓 like even his cousin asked us if we are dating😭 untill we started this senior year (2023/2024 year) and he got gf.💀 I didn't knew why, but I got a lil sad, like wdym gf?😔. Still we were friends all this shit then they broke up but I think I found out abt this a little bit late. Months passed, everything was the same, I thought that he got another gf so I stopped being that flirty handsy with him but later found out he doesn't have a gf🤓 at almost the end of the senior year we had a 5 days school trip and when I tell you the tension we had was BIG😭? Like we were every evening watching "saw" and laying in his bed in his room VERY close to each other you could even say we were cuddling (IN OUR FRIENDSHIP WE DID IT LIKE 2 TIMES BEFORE!!), he even took my legs and put them on his, like they were interwined🔥 and other things, when we were driving a bus to some places I was going to sleep and some idiots were taking picture of me sleeping and sending them to him and he said I look cute when I sleep???😭 the last night of this school trip I realised that I MIGHT have a crush on him when I got jealous that some girl were doing him makeup and were holding him and were SO close to him🤓🤓🤓 and didn't knew what to do cus after the school trip we were having like a week before graduating😭 It was on June, like two weeks before the end of June, and still didn't told anyone even from my girl best friends group cus like I was always telling them that I don't love him, we are just friends and now I think I would be too embarrassed to tell them abt my stupid crush. But, I'm starting college next week, he is also starting one, we are probably gonna drive the same bus, and I feel like our contact died over this summer cus we texted like only one time, and I'm just scared that I'm never gonna be with him, that he got a new gf, and I'm not gonna experience the teenage love and relationship💀.

(reading all this shit to see if I didn't make any mistakes, and I remembered when he put my thumbprint as one of his phone unlocks, when years ago he was he held me up and he was walking backwards, he tripped over his backpack and we fell down, literally my laying on him/beside him🤓🔥)

I AM SO SO SORRY THAT THIS SHIT IS SO LONG😭😭😭 I just had to throw it all out of myself😔 im so sorry

since you guys have been friends for so long, i understand the hesitation. but honestly, i say fuck it and reach out to him and ask to hang out if you can or call if you can, just to rekindle and see what’s happened.

[tyonfs]

🎀’s pre ramadan update finally!!

okay lol i cant really remember what i talked abt in my last one but first of all ramadan mubarak!!! to preface this very very long update how are you alice? i saw u said that u fucked things up with that talking stage (?) i think that’s what u said IF HES A GOOD GUY GO FOR IT!!!

you probs can’t remember but i think i did mention things about my friend group. okay so basically im just gonna name drop it does nawt matter but my friend emily, we’ve been friends since high school and she goes to a college an hour ish away and lemme tell u she has been so fake. she got a boyfriend and she likes to act very differently when she has one she basically talks down to me because i have a bad track record so there’s that. because of that i’ve grown closer to my other friends from our same high school who go to my college and we’re really close!! one of the girls invited me to her sorority formal and even got me a date! overall im really excited 🙈 i wish we were insta moots or smth so i could show u but nonetheless. now with that friend group it was originally a trio BUT this one girl, gabbi, we’ve been friends since 1st grade and she felt like she was excluded so we became closer and the other girls basically said i was replacing them and it was this whole thing but gabbi isn’t friends with them anymore but they’re cool with me? gabbi doesn’t care bc she’s mature and i love that girly for that. so much!

ughhh relationships. literally nothing i’ve officially gotten the ick from arsal FINALLY GUYS IM OVER HIM LIKE ACTUALLY OVER HIM. so amazing. i feel a lil lighter and a lot better abt myself. i’m about to buy a whole new wardrobe for JUNIOR YEAR. omg literally the time went by so quick i just told u how nervous i was to be a sophomore and now im one step closer to graduating and getting my degree. NERVY.

besides that school is going great as always we been knew im literally a smarty pants. i’ve been into like sza and frank ocean lately, my summer artists luv em SPEAKING OF SUMMER im so excited 🙈🙈🙈 so so excited. in other words i listened to enhas new ish album IT WAS REALLY GOOD. i’m upset i didn’t listen earlier. honestly the only grp i can some how care about is enha because lesserafim keeps on supporting isnotreal and it’s really tiring.

because of the war, i see how palestinians are still connected with their faith and still praying all though all that’s happening and alhamdulillah although i had not strayed too far from my faith, i feel more connected especially ramadan starting. i’ve been praying more regularly and even starting the quran again. inshallah this ramadan will be good!

i’ve been reading ur smau on jayflrt and it’s GOOOOOD luv it so far. how was that spontaneous trip!! give me an update alice i miss u!!! - 🎀

OMG i can't remember if i wished you in my other blog but ramadan mubarak ml !! 💘💘 OH SHIT yes i did fuck things up.... i think hes a good guy but HMM i think we both have different goals for what our first date was gonna be so im on the fence :p

i do rememeber this yes !! this is the one from the last ask i answered right?? you can send your ig if you're comfortable and i'll follow (and delete the ask obv so i don't expose your ig to everyone HAHAH) 🥰🥰 but your other friends from high school sound so much better than emily and i hope things go well with the sorority formal guy!! omg idk why they would claim that you were replacing them :// but i'm glad gabbi took it well and is mature about the distancing !! that's so much easier for everyone involved :')

YESSS CONGRATS ON BEING FREE 🥳 no seriously it feels like divine intervention when you finally get the ick from a guy you like that turns you off him for good LOL also GOOD LUCK FOR JUNIOR YEAR you're so close to being one degree hotter <33 enjoy the last two years of undergrad it'll fly by so fast :') AND I FULLY SUPPORT THE NEW WARDROBE YOU SHOULD BALL OUT

omg i do remember you saying you're into enha more than nct now ! but orange blood was SOOO good 😩 wait i need to know your biases and when you got into them too 🙏 are you going to their concert too?? i went to the fate tour so i don't think i'm gonna commit to fate+ unfortunately 🤧 and omg yeah i keep seeing lesserafim with starbucks like ?? and especially yunjin too,, i wouldn't have expected it from her of all people :/ and the whole argument like "oh starbucks isn't on the bds list" like okay yeah well two of their major shareholders literally make the weapons that the us military is providing for israel and at the end of the day it's just a matter of morals too

ahh i hope you have a wonderful ramadan ml!! i hope it'll be a good month for you to be in tune with your faith more ! also i'm so glad you like the jay smau so far !! 🥹🥹 it's a little intimidating to write but i enjoy it HAHAH also the trip was really fun !! i picked up my friends and we drove to our other friend's place to spend the weekend there and we went to the beach and went clubbing :') tbh the weather wasn't the best unfortunately but we did the best we could 🥲 also i drank so much that i'm swearing off alcohol for like 3 months 😭

[positivityjediprince]

Modern au where din and Luke end up with the exact same group of freinds but never manage to run into each other as a group start dating without telling anyone while their freinds are trying to set them up with each other but due to copious useless of nicknames they have no clue that it's each other

This feels confusing so I'll give an example

Luke working at Ms.mottos repair shop: oh hey it's lunch I'm gonna step out

Peli: oh that's fine I have a freind stopping by after this you should meet him and his kid

Luke: darn I need to run an errand for uncle obi sorry

*ten minutes later*

Din walking in with grogu

Peli: hey Mando you just missed junior he loves kids you two would get along well

Din: thank you for watching grogu I have lunch plans

Din to grogu: see you later kid I'll be back soon

Of course this au is best if Boba and the clones are related and the clones and anakin are close

It would be funny and grogu being the only one who knows

Ahsoka is of course the one who runs into them when they're on a date

-🐢

OMGGG IM C R Y I N G the Shakespearian comedy energy of this! I'm Living!

The gang ABSOLUTELY have a group chat dedicated to scheming of having Din and Luke meet!!! (They also have memes about them on this group chat..it continues even once they find out)

I love the idea that Din and Luke meeting like in a pretty normal place/way, like the park and Grogu just hones in on Luke or Din sees Luke ready to throw hands with some dickhead or whatever. Meanwhile the group is coming up with increasingly convoluted plots to get them in the same place.

Also they literally talk about their friends, but are so into eachother they don't even notice that so many of their circle has the same name; they're too busy making heart eyes and wedding Pinterest boards.

Din, the clones and Boba helping Anakin out with stuff and Anakin thinking 'hmm this young man would be the perfect son-in-law and he comes with instant grandson! And just keeps bigging Luke up and Din like being polite but thinking 'i already have the best Luke'.

I want Din and Luke just constantly coincidentally leaving a room as one of their friends walks in. Like full Emperor's New Groove restaurant scene vibes

Din like 'thats so funny I have a friend called Leia who has a twin brother called Luke! Must be a popular name combo!' Luke like 'my bestie Cara has a friend called Din and is a disaster lesbian too!' and it's just peak dumbass.

Din and Luke dating for almost a year when Ahsoka happens to walk past them on an adorable picnic date, and kissing. She sees Din lean in to kiss someone and is like "oh no our plans are ruined" and thEN SHE SEES THAT ITS LUKE AND LOSES HER MIND

She calls the group chat like YOU ARE NOT GOING TO BELIEVE THIS.

At the wedding Boba and Anakin have a slide show of the best of the Operation DinLuke groupchat and texts between them and Din and Luke. The presentation is iconic and Din and Luke are like .....how did we not realise... But at the same time do watch the video of it at least once a year (normally on their anniversary).

[maschotch]

Who gave him the nickname - don't see Max Ryan as a candidate either out of the original BAU, but Katie Cole maybe.

I could see maybe Kate Joyner early on in his FBI career. While I'm not sure they had anything going on beyond friendship (no matter how many times the others said the word liased in a weird voice), they did seem fairly close and it would add a little extra meaning given that this is the first time we see a new team member introduced since her death and the first time we see him explicitly tell someone to call him Hotch.

kate would call him hotch, but when they interacted one on one she mostly called him aaron. i think considering the brief time they had together, it was unlikely she would be the one to start the nickname, but still prefer to use his first name. and tbh it seemed like he was alone when he worked w scotland yard?? maybe thats a leap, but theres so much history thats unclear for him. anyway he doesnt seem like the type to have a rapid friendship form, then come back and be like “call me hotch now :^)” akdjskhf like i like her and i think they’re cute, but i doubt she had that much of an impact

i like it being katie. id prefer it if he’s had the nickname longer than he’s been at the bau, but it does make sense: unless he really does introduce himself as “hotch,” idk how well a nickname would stick through different friendships/periods of his life (but ig there is something sweet about brighteyed greenhorn little fbi agent aaron eagerly joining the bau going “hi :^) im aaron hotchner :^) but everyone called me hotch <3”)

i agree that max ryan seems unlikely to give him a nickname.. rossi and ryan particularly seem like the kind of people who would enjoy lording their seniority by lowkey demeaning someone by calling someone below them by their first names?? idk if that makes sense, but its a particular energy when someone uses your first name in a setting where last names are considered appropriate/respectful—its almost derogatory. like saying “youre not someone i feel the need to treat as an equal”

i could see katie doing it for sure. especially since she’s adamant about being called by a certain name: she’d pick up on the mild insult of being referred to by his first name and maybe try to find an alternative that isnt so formal but still something that would indicate a friendly air. idk just her being kinda annoyed at the others insisting on calling him aaron and saying “you know what? im gonna call you hotch, how does that sound?” and eager-to-please aaron hotchner being excited to being gifted a nickname by his senior—its a sign of acceptance.

gideon also calls him hotch a lot.. actually idek how often he called him aaron….. gideon doesnt usually seem like the nickname-giving type, but he does seem like the kind of person who would distractedly shorten someone else’s name without really thinking about it. tbh he honestly seems like someone who would be bad at remembering names, so maybe he intentionally gave him that name bc it was easier to remember or maybe he just accidentally called him that so many times that it just stuck. idk when alex was a profiler—maybe she was on the bau but maybe she worked somewhere else.. i cant quite remember what they said about her for that.. but if she was a junior agent along with hotch, i think itd be cute if she was the one who gave him a nickname. itd be especially meaningful coming from her, who’s a linguist. she likely knows a great deal ab etymology and appreciates the significance of names. itd be a sign of intimacy/mutual trust for her to choose to call him that.

[honeyblockm]

Stagnant au … *grabby hands* gimme more … sounds so cool …

sdkfjk i think this is abt tangent au? anyways pulls out a chair before we get started im going to talk for 2 hours about elektra natchios bc i promise it's relevant /j

i'm not sure when or if i will end up writing this as an actual fic and in which case everything i say will probably be spoilers but fuck it i don't believe in spoilers anyways

ok i mean there's a lot. that i could say but yknow what i'll elaborate more on the lmanberg story. it's. well ok at the barebones it's a year one for tangent!Wilbur Soot.

the backstory (that wilbur himself does not remember) is that he's Philza (prominent superhero in Aether City) son and like 5(?) years ago he was killed getting caught up in a supervillain plot. got completely blown up. Also Phil is a nonhuman entity- an angel by earth terms, but technically the High Host are an alien race (like the New Gods of DC). Phil came to Earth and eventually had Wilbur, who inherited most of but not all of his father's non-human traits. So. Yeah. Aliens.

And then he got resurrected in L'Manberg by Dream for yet to be revealed reasons

Wilbur chose the last name "Soot" for himself post-resurrection because the smoke and ash from the explosion that killed him is one of the only thing he remembers.

The rest of the current main cast of wilbur's year one / lmanberg arc is: Fundy, Tubbo, Quackity, and Schlatt.

Fundy is. Okay wait I wrote out bios for everyone in my notebook. Junior in high school, STEM kid, he's family friends with the Nihachu's and way way back when he was smaller Niki used to be his babysitter and then when he got older Niki was his friend and now Niki's at college but he still hangs out at the Nihachus' bakery where he meets Wilbur. he doesn't have a ton of friends outside of Tubbo and 5up on the robotics club. Hbomb too but H is also at college now. (rip). He lives with his mom, Sally, who is an ecologist and very busy but we don't fault her for that she's doing her best.

Schlatt is the leader of the biggest criminal faction of L'Manberg's underground. He's a powerful dude, with a lot of reach. Even in the city government. I think he gets a scary epithet but i haven't thought of it yet. He's got a plan to gain complete control of the city by creating a force of superpowered agents by activating dormant metahuman genes in regular people. That's. uh. blatantly ripped off from Young Justice but shhhh you don't know that haha. anyways i was gonna name the project Project Cadmus as a mythological reference but Cadmus is a DC thing of course it is so the current candidates are MYRMIDON, LYDIA, COLCHIS, or SPARTAE.

Tubbo and Quackity aren't as backstory heavy but they do have a lot to do when the plot ball starts rolling. Tubbo's a high school senior and Quackity's a law student who's back in L'Manberg for an internship with the city courts. Q walks in on the wrong thing at the wrong time and gets promptly disappeared. cough he may as well be dead as fuck and forcibly receives superpowers via the COLCHIS (name pending) program. Anyways both the nature of his superpower and all the trauma fucks Q up rlly bad and he becomes Chimera, a villain(not really?) with the power to take on the characteristics and capabilities of others except integration is painful and Q loses a bit of himself each time and his power always kills the other guy. and he struggles to control which aspects he takes.

yknow what it's kind of like elektra/the black sky in the defenders tv show. sorry that its becoming increasingly clear that i just tossed a bunch of cool things i liked into a blender to make this au. anyways q is set up to parallel wilbur in the respect that theyre both struggling to grasp their identity after post literal or metaphorical death and resurrection.

meanwhile Tubbo is understandably incredibly upset that his brother is gone and possibly dead? what? no he's not dead he can't be dead. he searches for Q really hard and ends up uncovering a lot about COLCHIS and Schlatt.

[fckwritersblock]

Act 1: While We’re Young

Chapter 5

Erik ‘Killmonger’ Stevens x Black OC

(Unedited.)

Tuesday

January 10th 2005

Last night was the only night I'm allowing myself to cry over him and his 'return'. What good would it do me? No, I was gonna take Erik and whatever he had to throw at me by storm.

Waking up the next day, I feel refreshed. Like a brand new person with a more positive mindset. Today I had 3 classes and I'm determined to have a good Erik free day.

That whole Erik free thing went out the window as soon as I got to my first class.

Double O Computer Programming 1 was a junior class, however I'd taken it during the summer during my first year at UC Berkeley. DOCP 2 wouldn't be available until next semester but I needed to have a class since this was my first year on the actual campus. Thankfully Miss Hill really needed a T.A and the fact that I could help with an algorithm that tied into thermal nuclear astrophysics had her sold.

Right after I finished taking attendance, she barely got a word out before the door swung open revealing Erik as our late comer. I quickly glanced at the sheet in front of me, scanning for his name. I was so use to calling him N’dajaka when we were kids, I completely skipped over ‘Erik Stevens’. I huffed rolling my eyes, arms crossed over my chest. His timbs were the only thing heard shuffling across the room making hid way toward the front of the class. Wordlessly he handed Miss Hill before his eyes were on me. They scanned me from top to bottom, before locking with me a smug grin on his lips.

"Hey Lona," my jaw dropped.

Before I could get out a word, Miss Hill opened her mouth, looking up from the paper he handed her.

"Welcome Erik, sorry for the confusion."

"It's all good," he shrugged.

"Im Miss Hill, and I see you already know my aid. As I explained to the class prior to taking attendance, If I'm unavailable feel free to email or call her during the hours listed on the sheet." She is then took a sheet from me and handed him to me. "Other than that, find a seat."

He nodded pretending look over the sheet before averting his gaze back on me.

"I'm definitely gon do that."

Fuck my life right?

Well, Erik just so happened to be in the Calculus class I skipped two days ago. I thank God my record was squeaky clean and Mr. Kennedy accepted my poor excuse before I was quickly reminded the man upstairs has a sense of humor as the only available seat was next to Erik.

"The person next to you will be your partner for the remainder of the semester so let's take the next 15 minutes getting know one another hmm?." Mr. Kennedy instructed.

I couldn't suppress the groan that slipped as Erik casually leaned back in his chair, examining me.

"You heard the man, get to know me."

"I know all I need this know about you Erik."

"Oh so I'm Erik now? Like that?" He spoke cool, calm, and collected like our exchanged was normal.

I gripped my pencils tight, my knee bouncing up and down my body tense.

"Let me set things straight now. We don't need to talk to one another. If it doesn't have anything to do with any of the classes we take together, don't want to hear it. When you see me act like you don't know me. We clear?"

The expression on his face was unreadable before his lip twitched slight him responding.

"Crystal."

Wednesday

January 24th, 2005

It had been two weeks since Erik showed up here.

Ok that's a lie.

Apparently this man has been here. And to top it off, this mans name was in every bitch mouth like the second coming of Jesus Christ. From what I've observed though, he doesn't say much, or gives any of these broads much attention. He don't say much in general actually, he's really good at blending in. He got that laid back, mysterious, bad boy vibe going for him and these females out here hella into that.

But when he opens his mouth, that cocky bastard sure knows how to disrupt my entire soul at least while we're in class.

Outside of class though, he acts like I'm invisible.

It was like he never knew me. And honestly, I don't know how to feel about it. I know that's what I said I wanted but it bothers me just the same.

Today in particular though, he argued me down during our Calculus class. We had one problem to figure out before we could leave class today. You and your partner were supposed agree on the answer, and heaven forbid he just agree with me so we can get out of here. Math was always my subject when we were kids, nothing has changed. I was damn near about to say fuck it when he started laughing.

What in the entire fuck it so funny?" I was fuming.

"You," he shook his head. "You really hella mad."

"Um, YES!" I damn near shouted fed up. "You literally been tryna convince me it's 5 when it's-"

"Chill. I know the answer is 3 girl. C'mon, let's go." So smoothly he closed the book, grabbed his bag and headed to the front.

I was so upset, I had to let him do all the talking when it came to explain to the teacher I'll answer and how we got there. I know I open my mouth I wasn't going to say anything nice.

"Girl what crawled up your ass and died?" Donise questioned with a stank look as we sat at one of the benches outside of the library.

"Yeah What did Erik do now," I could hear teasing in Tatiana's tone so I flipped her off.

Only giving a brief explanation, I went on a mini rant about what happened in class 20 minutes ago. Donise's thought it was funny, while Tati just shook her head.

"I still can't believe it him," Tatianna glanced as a group of guys from across the quad headed our way, Erik included.

"Yes, and I wish it wasn't."

Tatianna was the first real friend I made in a while. I was actually tutoring her online for a while before she found out I was 4 years younger than her. Our friendship started off as a trade. I was her tutor and she both convinced and enrolled in a mentor program to help me with my social skills. I didn't speak to anyone much when Erik left, but I got into a lot of fights. According to the school counselor I was taking out my anger and abandonment issues on.I have meds to tame the anger, and while I haven't had to take them in a while Eric definitely bring that anger out of me.

"Girl that's just sexual tension. You got to fuck all that out." Ashley put in her unwanted two cents.

"Trust me when I tell you on God it isn't."

"Well if you out to holla, then trust and believe I will." She tossed her hair over her shoulder

I didn't really mess with Ashley like that, but she was Tati's frat sister which made them 'friends'. That little thot pocket will screw anything with legs, D, and a pulse and I'm not bout that life. Plus she messy as fuck and I don't trust her as far as I can throw her.

"I don't doubt it," I smirked as Donise said exactly what I was thinking.

Donise was coo' though, I meet her when I first got here 2 months ago. Believe It or not she was apart of the welcome comity for MIT and turned out her and Tatiana were already friends. Once she figured out  who I was, I was shot to the front line during registration and everything.

"Anyways, y'all going Ant and them party tomorrow?" Ashley questioned probably tryna bum a ride.

"What party?"

"The Que's," Donise answered. "The dudes with Erik are frat."

Now this was news to me. I met most of them before but I had no idea there were in a sorority. Examining them, I guess it all made sense. Most in the clique sported some sort of purple and yellow lanyard either around their neck or on their keychain that hung from their jean pocket as if  they wanted everybody to know who they were. Which I wouldn't doubt.

"Ladies! What we chattin about?" Moses questions every bit of his thick English accent tapering off every word.

"Our plans for mañana," Tati answered l

"Word. Y'all coming to the party tomorrow?" Jay spoke playing with a few strands of Donise's curls.

"Tomorrow? It's Thursday." I said confused. "Ain't there class the next day?"

"What's the matter, you can't hang?" I glared at Jay, knowing he was only chastising me because him and Erik were close, according to Tati.

I swear to God men gossip more than women do. Rolling my eyes I spared Erik a glance and he looked like he was waiting on me to respond.

"Oh, I can definitely hang."

I couldn't hang.

Around midnight I was  in the bathroom throwing up everything, damn near hug in the toilet as my surrounding looks so blurry and I can barely function. Im not sure when I'd finally finished, but I could feel someone picks me up and out the bathroom and soon everything goes blurry and then black.

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[hanaridulsetcheese]

Fighter~ Yang Jeongin

You were busy getting ready for the MMA match you were going to watch today, it was a pretty chilly night so you wore your warmest hoodie and a pair of jeans with some boots.

When you were done, you waited for your friend to come and pick you up. To be honest, you weren't really that excited to go, fighting was not something that interested you, whether it was a professional one or two drunks fighting on the sidewalk, you always turned around and left.

You weren't really sure why you agreed to go, maybe it's because you needed a change in your life. You have always wanted to try something new in your life, maybe this was it.

A knock on the door had interrupted you from your thoughts, you opened it and revealed your friend standing on the other side.

When you two arrived at the venue, you were surprised to see that it was a dark alleyway. You turn to look at your friend, hoping to get some answers.

"You're not gonna kill me here, right? I always thought you would take me to the forest or something. " you joked.

You're friend just chuckled. "There's a secret entrance in the alleyway. "

"Why do they need a secret entrance? " you asked. "I thought MMA fights took place at an arena. "

"This is not technically an MMA match. " he said, you gestured for him to explain further. "Basically, the junior MMA fighters come here to blow off some steam, on each other..."

"So this is like illegal fights happening here? "

"Essentially, yes it is. " he confessed.

"Alright, take me home. " you buckle up your seatbelt.

"What no! Please stay, it will be fun I promise. "

You thought about it for a little while. What was the worst that could happen? You won't get arrested because you didn't do anything wrong, and this was the change you were looking for.

You sighed after some time and nodded. "I'll go in, but only this one time! "

"Perfect. "

You both walked to the entrance of the alleyway, scooting closer to your friend you looked at the walls of the alleyway, you could smell the drugs and alcohol that people would've had when they were here. You swore you saw a bloodstain on the wall as well.

As you approached the back of the alleyway, on the wall to the right was a giant steel door, unnoticeable to the people who walk past the alleyway, it was a good hiding place.

Your friend knocks on the door, using some sort of secret knock pattern, the door opened slightly, enough for someone to slip through. You both walked in and the smell of weed immediately hit you, you chocked as you covered your nose with your sleeve.

"That's pretty intense. " Your friend mimicked your actions. You looked around and saw a small man standing at the door, he probably opened it. He had many scars on his face and his bald head was oddly misshapen.

He didn't say a word to the both of you but pointed to the run-down elevator straight ahead. You two took the elevator down since it was the only button there.

When the elevator stopped, the sounds of cheers and screams could be heard, when the doors opened, you were met with a more sloppy version of a fighting arena.

The area could seat maybe around one hundred people maximum, the seats surrounded a boxing rink that was splattered with a red substance which looked disturbingly like bloodstains.

"Let's go find a good seat. " your friend pulled you towards the middle row, it had a clear view of the rink. You sat down and looked around the area.

Half the seats were already taken, people were screaming and cheering at nothing, there was no fighting going on yet, in the far corner you saw people taking bets which disgusted you because gambling was a stupid thing.

"Do you know whose fighting? " you asked your friend.

"Apparently it's this dude who has never been defeated yet, he's kind of a huge deal here, I think he goes by the name I.N.," he says.

"I.N? " you can't help but feel like you saw that name somewhere. "What does he look like? "

"No one knows, he wears a mask. People think the only reason he wears it is because he is too young to be fighting but he really wants too. "

"That's, interesting? " you say, unsure of this I.N person.

The lights dimmed and you knew the match was starting, for some reason you had the urge to use the toilet, it was too much to handle.

"Hey, do you know where the restrooms are? "

"This is an illegal institute, you think they'll have restrooms here? " your friend replied.

"I really need to go. " you said.

"Uh, check over there. " he pointed at a doorway at the back of the arena.

You nodded and rushed to the doorway, pushing you way past people. You walked down the hallway and tried looking for any signs of a bathroom.

You found a door further down the hallway and thought you found what you were looking for so you pushed the door opened, but instead you were met with a sight you thought you would never unsee.

Reader's POV

I pushed the door opened and immediately regret what I saw.

"What are you doing here?! " screamed the voice of my former best friend and my school's biggest nerd, Yang Jeongin.

"I was looking for the restroom- " my eyes trailed down his naked torso, I blushed when I realised he was only wearing black supreme boxers.

"My eyes are up here! " he said harshly.

"S-Sorry. " I apologized. My eyes landed on a gym bag on the floor. Red boxing gloves were poking out of it, it didn't take me that long to realise what I was seeing.

"Y-you're I.N!" I said looking at him in disbelief.

He sighed and looked at me with his sharp eyes.

"You're the first person to figure it out. " he said.

"But, you're like- you're bullied at school, but you're undefeated here- " I was unable to comprehend what was happening.

"Glad you noticed I am bullied, thanks for your help. " he glared at me.

"Im sorry. I was afraid that if I interfered, I would- "

"Get hurt yourself? Wow, people really only think about them themselvese chuckled sarcastically, putting on his pants.

"That's not true! I try and help people in need! "

"Then I ask, when I was being bullied, punched and kicked, assaulted, where were you? "

"I- I walked away. " I looked down at my shoes.

"Thought so. "

"But you can defend yourself! Why play the victim in school when come coming and do illegal fights?! Why are you blaming me when you can defend yourself?! "

"Why do I need to explain myself to you?! I don't owe you any eanaination. " he turned around.

Suddenly, my urge to use the toilet disappeared, but I was angry.

"What gives you the right to yell at me for not helping me you when you can protect yourself?! You made me feel guilty for years! " I walked up to him and made him face me, our faces were so close together, I could feel his breath of my lips.

"You should feel guilty! Leaving me for those so called 'popular' people! " he put air quotes around 'popular'.

"I was trying to be nice to them, it's not my fault you can't make friends! Just because no one wants to be friends with you doesn't mean they don't want to be friends with me! It's not my fault you were weak!" I yelled back at him, immediately regretting the words I let slip out.

Jeongin took a step back and looked at me with an expressionless face.

"Jeongin I didn't mean- "

"Save it. " he grabbed a black mask and put it on, "I don't need fake people like you in my life. "

He walked out if the room, I followed him trying to find the words to say but I couldn't think of anything. I really screwed up. He walked out into the arena and I stood at the doorway and watched him.

"Ladies and Gentleman! Here is the man we've been waiting for! The Undefeated I.N! " the commentator screamed, his voice blasting across the whole arena.

"Daring to challenge him is the newcomer goes by the name of Destruction Monster! "

Throughout the whole match, Jeongin didn't punch his opponent a single time, he just dodged all the punched and kicks that were thrown at him.

I had to admit I was impressed with him, he didn't do much to tire his opponent, his technique was more defence than offence. It was a smart technique.

Destruction Monster had enough of Jeongin playing around with him, he threw a fast punch at Jeongin which caught him off guard and hit him in his jaw.

I winced as Jeongin's lips started to bleed. He touches the blood on his lip and smirked at his opponent, who was busy celebrating rather than watching him.

Jeongin came from behind him and put him in a chock hole, instantly knocking him out.

"Destruction Monster has been hit with the chock hole, he is out like a light! I.N remains the champion! "

Screams erupted front the crowd and Jeongin walked out of the rink and straight to me, pulling if his mask in front of everyone. Everyone gasped as they watched him, I backed into the wall, getting more scared as he

"Not so weak now am I? " he pulled me towards him and placed his lips on mine.

I was shocked at the sudden action, but melted into the kiss. His lips were soft but sticky from the blood that was still on it. Between the intense kiss and the sounds of the crowd cheering, I think this was the change I needed in my life.

[mingi-bubu]

i'm still not sure which unit i like the most ahaha (i usually can't choose a bias or favorite if i don't get into because of a particular person oops). i do want to know more about them since i'm still quite new to NCT so it would be really helpful/useful if you could link me some guides :) you can also show me the nonsense fic you wrote, i love "weird" ideas -A.

okay its been a few days since you sent this in and i have been working on finding things for you dflkajsd;kla.  to start out im just gonna link the wayv blurb:   This is a no clown zone

WayV Guide

NCT In General

^ this one is about ot21 so it does not include Shotaro nor Sungchan, who were added to the group only this year.  it’s also like a several video series so i linked the first one.

i dont know if its been announced what’ll happen to them after the NCT 2020 promos end, but i am holding out hope for NCT 139 aka NCT Japan (139 is the longitudinal coordinate for Tokyo and yes I was directly inspired by the reason 127 is 127 and yes i am a strong supporter of the name being sakurazens bc i think its cute) bc of Yuta and Shotaro.  Essentially I just want to see them interact bc I think it’s good for Yuta to have someone around who’s tongue is also native Japanese.  This is not to discount Doyoung or Taeyong’s actions in also learning Japanese but like as someone who’s the child of an immigrant and grew up in a different country to where my mother is from, no matter how good one is in another language, there are still things that you will know as a native speaker vs a non-native speaker.  That went on a bit of a tangent but anyways.  I have ideas about this hypothetical unit that I would love to talk about lol.

Some of the NCT members are also in another SM group, SuperM.  These members are Taeyong and Mark of 127 and Ten and Lucas of WayV.  If you know EXO or SHINee, then you’re probably already aware of SuperM but to understand NCT, you don’t need to really know about SuperM.  I just offer the information so you have it.

Taeyong has a solo song, “Long Flight”, which lives in my mind rent free and on the anniversary of its release he quoted lyrics it in his LYSN Bubble message.  I mention this specifically bc it is genuinely one of my favorite songs and the aesthetics of the MV are fantastic.

Out of the four NCT units (127, Dream, U, WayV) I think that WayV is probably my favorite.  They were my introduction into the rest of NCT, even though in the beginning I was like, “I am only going to pay attention to WayV and 127.″  As you’ll see in the NCT Guide, U is a “whichever members want to have a jam sesh” concept subunit.  I like the idea as it allows the guys to perform with concepts they aren’t able to with their fixed unit.

If, and only if like you’re under no obligation to agree, if you want, I could ramble a bit about WayV or 127 as they’re the subunits I know best.  If you want to know more about the Dreamies, I recommend our mutual friend @princekunge bc Ash knows more about them than I do ^-^

And if there are any groups/soloists you see me posting about that you want to know more about, I am literally always ready to talk about them.  Especially if it’s Super Junior.

But no so yeah I hope that this was helpful.  I tried to keep it short and like more focused/to the point, especially since the NCT units are so like, intertwined.  There’s always a lot of drama within the nctzens so like, avoid stan twit essentially.

[jpgluke]

Love Measured in Miles

Summary: you and Calum started dating in high school and carried the relationship into college. Calum is in a frat and you’re in a different state.

Word count: 3k

Beta: @mysticalhood (she also wrote quite a bit. I love u sm)

A.N: hi sorry it’s actually been ages since I’ve written something but this has been a work in progress for ever and ty really wanted me to finish it and I even let her help me a bunch. Anyways feedback is always appreciated!!! Hope you guys like it :^)

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“We can make this work.” Calum sat on the right side of your bed looking at you. “Distance has nothing on my love for you.” He had told you he got accepted to his dream school which happened to be three states away from your dream school. The thought scared you. You know the odds, kids who try to date after high school usually break up within the first month of being apart. You watched it happen to your brother and the girl he dated all throughout high school. She broke up with him three days after she moved into the dorms. He was heartbroken. You didn’t want that.

“You say that now Calum.” Your breath hitched a little “what happens when you see all the beautiful girls at your new school?” You pulled your knees up to your chest as you sat beside him.

“I love you Y/N. Do you not trust me?” He placed his hand on your back rubbing circles trying to calm your nerves.

“I trust you Cal. I’m just nervous.” Calum pulled your body into him and wrapped his arms around you.

“I’m nervous too. But I know I want you for the rest of my life.” He placed a soft kiss on your forehead

1.5 year later

“Cal. Cal. Cal.” The chants echoed through the large house as Calum was stood on a table chugging a forty taped to his hand. Once the last drop had dribbled down his throat he let out a celebratory cheer throwing both hands up in the air.

“You’re an absolute man Cal.” Brad helped him off the table. He wobbled a little due to all the alcohol he just consumed.

“Hell yeah!” He high fived a passing by fraternity brother as he spoke his phone vibrated in his pocket. “Oh hold up Y/N is calling”

“Oh yeah ‘Y/N’ when are we gonna meet this ‘girlfriend’ of yours” Cal shoved his hand in the boys face as a response.

“Hi baby! Wassup?” His words were starting to slur together. You could hear the party going on on the other side of the phone.

“Oh shoot are you at a party? I’ll call later.” You rushed out the sentence.

This has been the norm for you two lately. You’d call him and he’d be at a party or hanging out with his frat bros. When he’d call you you’d be studying or sleeping which is basically all you did. You haven’t had a decent conversation in weeks. You knew it was rush week and he’d be busy just didn’t expect him to be this busy. He loved the frat life. That made you nervous. You know how frat guys are. Actually it made you really nervous. Your mind typically wonders late at night. You’d lay in your small bed looking at the wall that was plastered with pictures of you and Calum. Mostly goofy pictures of him. Some old school dance pictures that his mom took. You’d stare at them and wonder what your boyfriend was up to.

Calum spent most of his time at the frat house. He got invited to live in the house this term which he gladly accepted. You could say he was living his best life. He was getting consistently good grades effortlessly while having the best college experience.

The only problem was that you weren’t there with him. He constantly thought about you no matter where he was or what he was doing.

Lately, it’d been harder to keep in touch with each other. You were in two different worlds, trying to be there for one another.

“No, no I can talk now!” He pushed away from the crowd, trying to make his way to the back patio. Once he got outside he faintly heard his name being called from the beer pong table across the lawn. He tried to drown it out and focus on what was happening on the other line.

“What’s going on?” He continued the conversation with his back turned to the rest of the people in the backyard.

“I’m just kinda stressed… about exams and everything.” You voice was quiet and uneasy. He could hear the emotion bubbling in your throat. Even miles apart, not being able to actually see your face he knew what was happening on the other side of this call.

“Dude! Calum! You have to play Brianna and Hannah from Kappa are playing and we gotta show them who’s boss around here.” Trevor was standing behind him waiting for a response

“Can you give me 5 minutes please and then I’ll play.” He dismissed Trevor’s comment indicating he needed some space. He walked further into the backyard towards the edge of the fence.

“Cal, if you wanna go and play. I don't wanna hold you back.”

“Y/N. I’m here for you. Tell me about your day. I miss you so much.”

“I miss you too. I think I failed my bio exam today. I’ve been trying to get a ticket out to see you but nothing seems to be falling into place for me. Ugh i just miss you so much cal.”

He closed his eyes with a sigh and dropped his head, “It’s alright. Y/N, you’re one of the smartest people I know. You’ve been studying for that exam for a month. There’s no way that you could have failed it. Just calm down and take a deep breath because you are going to ace all of your exams.”

“I really needed to hear that. Thanks baby.” You pushed the phone closer to your ear as if that would bring him closer to you. You could hear the party still roaring in the background. “I’m gonna let you go now. I love you and have fun.” You laid across your bed, opening one of your textbooks, and preparing for another night of studying.

“I love you too. I’ll talk to you as soon as I can.” He hung up the phone and turned around to find Trevor. He noticed Trevor, Brianna, and Hannah chatting to one another as they waited on him so they could start the game. When Calum walked up to the table Trevor handed him a beer.

“How was the ‘girlfriend’?” He joked as he stood next to Cal. Calum retorted with a small shove as he rolled his eyes.

“Shut up Trev and just throw the ball.” He pointed to the cups on the other side of the table.

Trevor held his hands up defensively with a small smirk on his face, “Okay, I’ll back off. I’m just saying that we’ve never actually seen this girlfriend you talk about all the time. Right, Hannah?”

“Let’s just play the damn game alright?” He huffed and grabbed one of the balls from Trevor’s hand and launched it, landing it in the cup.

After Calum and Trevor demolished them in beer pong, Hannah walked over to Calum, batting her eyes with a small smile as she placed her hand on his bicep. “Maybe I could give you a prize for winning up in your room,” she flirted, shooting him a fast wink.

Calum took a step away from her reach as he responded, “No, Hannah. What the fuck is wrong with you? You know I have a girlfriend.”

She rolled her eyes, “Your girlfriend doesn’t have to know. It could be our little secret.” She tried to step closer to him, but he backed away again.

“I couldn’t do that to her. I love her too much.”

Hannah scoffed, “We don’t even know if she actually exists. Why don’t you loosen up? You’re easily the finest boy in this fraternity-- everyone knows it-- so why don’t you get any action?”

Calum clenched his jaw, “I don’t have to discuss this with you. I suggest you go find your sorority sisters and have a nice night.” He gave her a tight lipped smile, walking back inside with his hands in his pockets. Calum made his way through the crowded party and up the stairs to his room. Once his head hit the pillow he was out.

Calum woke up in the same clothes the next morning. He reached for his phone to call you. You answered on the third ring just like always.

“Hello? It’s early you should be asleep.” Your voice was soft as you tried not to wake your roommate.

He hummed in response, “I wanted to talk to you before your exam. You’re going to blow it out of the park, sweetheart.” You let out a small chuckle. Calum always believed in you, no matter what.

“Thanks baby. How was the rest of the party?” Calum let out a loud sigh into the speaker causing you to pull the phone away from your ear a little. “Geez what happened?”

“This dumb sorority girl said something like im not getting the action I deserve…” Your jaw fell open. You slipped out of your bed and put some slippers and headed into the hallway so you could talk above a whisper.

“Oh, is that so?” You tried to control your tone. “Then why don’t you go out there and get the ‘action you deserve’” You threw your arm up in the air in frustration.

“Y/N I totally shut her down and told her how much I love you.” Calums voice raised a little. He on the other hand didn't care who heard him. “I don’t want anyone else, you’re the one. I’ve been telling you this since junior year of high school.” He let out another deep sigh. “How many times do i have to tell you that before you finally understand that i’m not going anywhere.” You were silent on the other side. You slid down the wall in front of your dorm and sat with your knees tucked to you chest.

“I gotta go. I’ve got my big math exam.” Your voice was a little shaky as you said the next part. “Love you.” You heard the sound of the call disconnecting before he said those words back to you.

Calum made his way down the stairs to the kitchen where he found Chad, Trevor, and Brandon sitting at the kitchen island.

“Girlfriend troubles?” Brandon hit Calum on the shoulder as he walked by. “Been there man, it’ll be okay.” Brandon was the only one who was supportive about Y/N.

“Dude you guys fight a lot and never talk, why are you still with her?” Chad shoved a fork full of eggs into his mouth mid sentence making it a little difficult to understand what he said. Calum knew exactly what was said and he didn't like it.

“Chad, I’m fucking over you being this way. I have a girlfriend that I absolutely adore, yeah we fight sometimes and we rarely get to see each other but she's my girlfriend bro.” Calum didn’t know where this anger was coming from. But it was finally time to let out what he was feeling out into the world.

“Calm down, Cal. I’m just stating my fucking opinion. Don’t be mad at me that you get laid once every year,” he held his hands up in defense, smirking a bit at his slight jab at Calum.

Calum slammed his fist on the counter, turning to face Chad. “I didn’t ask for your opinion. I never asked for your opinion on anything pertaining to my relationship with Y/N. If I don’t get any action, then so be it. At least I have the balls to stay loyal to the girl I love,” he spat, gaining a few mutters from the others in the vicinity.

****

It had been two weeks since the argument with Chad broke out. Calum has spoken to you a few times about the fight and how everyone in the house had been acting.

You decided it was time you go visit. Since you just finished your last exam for the term you booked a plane ticket to see Calum at school. Finding the time to coordinate with Brandon was a little difficult. Brandon was the only one who believed Calum had a girlfriend and when you reached out to him to organize this surprise he was beyond excited.

“Okay I land at 2:30pm make sure you’re there and make sure cal doesn’t know” you fly out later today and you were extremely nervous

“Ah man I’m so excited to see the look on Chads face when you roll up” Brandon was laughing on the other end of the call.

“Me either. That guys a prick! Okay I gotta finish packing.” You held the phone up to your ear with your shoulder as you tried to zip you bag up “see you soon” he muttered a response and you hung up. Sliding your laptop in your backpack. You scanned your room one last time making sure you weren’t forgetting anything.

Calum woke up late and scrambled to grab his stuff and run to his last exam. He shot you a quick text before turning his phone off and putting it in his pocket.

“You didn’t call me this morning! I almost missed my exam. Anyways love u have a good day love”

Your plane landed on schedule. The thought of your flight being delayed and having to wait another day to see Calum made your stomach turn fortunately everything was going smoothly.

After you grabbed your bags you looked at the crowd trying to recognize Brandon from his pictures on Instagram and the ones that Calum has sent you.

“Y/N!” you heard a voice from behind you, turned around, and saw a tall boy making his way to you with a smile on his face.

“Ugh” he embraced you in a tight hug which you reciprocated. “It’s so nice to finally meet you!” He let go and nodded

“You too! Calum talks about you all the time.” He laughed as a rosy color rose to your cheeks. “Well what are we waiting for let’s go get your man!” He grabbed your duffel bag from you and headed towards the parking garage.

You arrived at the house before Calum. Brandon quickly introduced you to everyone that was downstairs when you arrived and then hurriedly rushed you upstairs. You threw your bag under Calum’s very messy room so he wouldn’t notice it when he first walks in. You heard the front door open and checked your watch.

“He’s right on time. That’s surprising” you laughed as Brandon stood pointing at the closet.

“Get in.” He moved his arm and pointed again indicating you needed to get in right away. Once you closed the door you could hear Brandon’s footsteps descend the stairs.

When Calum walked in the front door everyone was staring at him.

“What are you guys looking at?” He questioned when he threw his backpack on the couch. No one responded just stared a little bit harder.

“Brandon what is going on?” He questioned the boy who just ran down the stairs.

“Oh nothing really.” He shrugged his shoulders. “But there is a gift up in your room.”

“Guys if you’re trying to ice me right now. I’m not in the mood” Calum slowly made his way up to his room. “Seriously guys. I’m not gonna drink it.” He yelled from the top of the stairs. He threw the comforter off the bed as soon as he walked into his room expecting to see the bottle of alcohol precariously perched on his pillow but found nothing. Brandon stood in the doorway watching Calum look around.

“Hi baby.” You opened the door to the closet and slid out. Calum swing around at the familiar sound of your voice. He immediately grabs you and pulls you into a hug. You wrap your legs around his waist.

“Okay big guy put me down now” your laugh intensified in the small room almost bouncing off the walls and ringing into Calum’s ears. He loved that sound.

“What the heck are you doing here?” He shook your shoulders a little as he spoke. Which got another laugh out of you.

“Me and Brandon planned this surprise for you! I’ve missed your sweet face!” You cupped his smiling face as he looked down on you lovingly.

“FaceTime doesn’t even compare.” He leaned down and placed a sweet kiss on your lips. Neither of you wanted to pull apart.

“Sorry to break up the reunion but uh… Chad just got home and i'd really like to see his face when you both walk downstairs.” Brandon looked giddy as he spoke. Calum grabbed your hand and you both headed downstairs Brandon following behind.

You could hear all the boys muttering downstairs.

“Chad. There’s someone I want you to meet.” Calum pulled you in front of him you reached your hand out for chad to shake. “This is my girlfriend y/n”

“It’s so nice to meet you.” You tried to hold back all the jokes and malice comments you could say to this dickhead. He grabbed your hand and his jaw fell.

“I didn’t think you were real.” He stood there in shock. “I’m sorry man” he looked back at Calum.

“It’s whatever. You’re still an asshole though” Calum and the rest of the boys started laughing while Chad just stood there trying to understand the whole situation.

Calum looked down at you “are you hungry?” You smiled and replied. “Always.” He grabbed your hand and led you out the front door.

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