#ig this counts as a sunday thing

[ozonelasher]

kaki may have a flat ass, but she rocks it anyway B3

[youngestdaughtersyndrome]

Hii blog squad im back ...... just spent 10+ consecutive hours doing nothing but painting one of my walls also i just realized how many walls i have in my room like thats 18 flat planes altogether (not including floor) which is kind of crazy. Anyways my wrist hurts but surprisingly my knees hurt worse which i wasnt expecting considering the wall i was painting was the ???ceiling above my bed and so i was just like kneeling on my mattress the entire time. Thats all i have for Catch Up Post since aside from eating sleeping and watching expansive amounts of dugout building/chateau renovation youtube videos literally all i have been doing is painting

[nomaishuttle]

i think my solution 4 the streak system issue btw is to cap it at 3 and if im able to keep it up for 4 weeks then itll go up to the easier difficulty ykwim.. so its worth less. so like if im able to meet the goal for my Single red task (which is outside time) 4 weeks in a row itd move down to a yellow task.. and the streak would reset and once i get it 2 4 again it goes to a green then to blue and etc.

[44unique]

my skin on your skin, again and again

lando norris x franco colapinto

summary: lando skips the gp celebration, and franco joins him to offer comfort. their mutual attraction surfaces, leading to a night of vulnerability and passion.

warnings: explicit content

word count: 1426

a/n: this work was inspired by the results of the brazilian gp but it took me a while to finish it (im sorry ig), and people on twt keep shipping them so here it is another story :) english is not my first lenguage

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It was Sunday night, and Max and the other drivers went out to celebrate after the race, everyone except Lando. He just wasn’t in the mood. Things hadn’t gone the way he wanted on the track, and even though some of it wasn’t his fault, he couldn’t shake the frustration.

Meanwhile, Franco wasn’t feeling as low as Lando, but he’d had a rough race too. He didn’t feel like mingling with the others at the party, so he chose to stay back in his hotel room instead.

Franco knew Lando had decided to stay behind, and he thought he might be able to cheer him up. To be honest, Franco had felt a spark of attraction ever since he had first met Lando. He liked the way Lando was so funny and kind, always the first to include him in every conversation and every plan the others made. He liked Lando.

But he wasn’t sure if Lando might feel the same way—or even if he’d feel something for another guy. Franco had heard rumors about Lando dating that girl, Magui or whatever her name was, and that only made him more insecure about how he felt. But he decided to ignore his doubts, take advantage of the small boost of confidence he was feeling, and go knock on Lando’s hotel door.

Lando opened the door after a while. His curls were wet, and he had a big old shirt that clearly didn't fit.

“Hello” Franco greeted, his boost of confidence beginning to fade.

 “I thought you went with the rest”

Franco denied “I didn't really want to go out”

Lando invited him in, his room was a bit messy and a bottle of wine on the table.

“Want a drink?”

The youngest nodded, just because he didn't feel like going out didn't mean he didn't want to drink.

“How did you know I was here?” Lando asked

“I saw you a little depressed, I assumed you weren't in the mood to go out”

Lando nodded, agreeing.

“Can I ask what has you like this?”

“The race didn't go as I wanted”

Franco was genuinely mesmerized watching Lando vent to him, he has always been positive and cheerful attitude, he had never seen him like that.

And deep down it scared him how much he liked being able to be there to cheer him up.

“What can I do to make you feel better?”

Lando looked at him with a raised eyebrow and raised the wine glass to his lips. "You can’t do much."

Franco clicked his tongue. “Come on, ask me anything”

Lando analyzed the situation. He had Franco in front of him, on his bed, trying to cheer him up and he had just told him that he could ask him for anything he wanted. And Lando certainly didn't feel like asking for what his mind wanted.

��Is what you want so difficult?” The youngest smirked, a playful glint in his eyes as his tongue darted out to wet his lips. Lando’s breath hitched, feeling as though the moment might just undo him.

And at that moment he didn't mind too much to leave the almost empty cup on the bed and jump on Franco to join their lips.

Franco didn't hesitate a second to give it back, if Lando regretted it at least he would be left with the experience.

But it wasn't like that, Lando didn't pull away, in fact he began to move his lips deepening the kiss, and Franco was clearly not indifferent, opening his mouth to give himself more access.

The bed had already several red stains due to the wine, but none of them cared, not when Lando was under Franco trying to pull him closer by the hair.

Franco was the first to break away, to try to catch his breath and get an explanation for what was happening. He looked directly into Lando's eyes, his pupils were so dilated that it was hard to distinguish their color.

“What's wrong?” Lando asked between gasps

“What are we doing?”

The curly-haired man's brow furrowed slowly. “Don’t you like it?”

“It's not that, I just don't understand why we're doing this”

“Cause I like you and I can tell that you like me too” Lando said, frustrated by the lack of action.

Franco sighed, relaxing a little, not too much, he couldn't when Lando was completely at his disposal with his messy curls and his lips and cheeks completely red.

He didn't think too much and joined Lando again in a battle for who had control between their mouths, he knew he wouldn't regret it. And if Lando for some reason did, the memory would be eternally in his mind as one of the best moments of his life.

Franco’s hands roamed over Lando’s chest, his fingers brushing against the smooth skin, feeling the rapid beat of his heart beneath his touch. Lando’s breath hitched when Franco’s lips found his neck again, kissing along the sensitive skin just below his jawline. A low moan escaped Lando as he tilted his head back, giving Franco better access, urging him to continue.

The tension between them was palpable, both of them needing more. Franco’s hands moved lower, skimming down Lando’s sides, pulling at the waistband of his pants. Lando’s breath caught, his body instinctively arching toward him, as he pulled Franco back into another deep kiss.

Lando broke the kiss, gasping for air, his hands pulling at Franco’s shirt, desperate to feel skin on skin. Franco didn’t waste any time, quickly stripping off his shirt and tossing it aside. Lando’s hands roamed over his chest, tracing the muscles he had only imagined touching. They shared a heated, hungry kiss, their mouths moving together as if they couldn’t get enough of each other.

Lando’s hands gripped Franco’s shoulders, pulling him down onto the bed, the sheets tangled beneath them. Lando’s legs wrapped around Franco’s waist, pulling him closer, grinding against him. Franco groaned, his body responding instantly, the friction between them driving him wild.

With a quiet growl, Franco moved lower, his lips trailing down Lando’s chest, kissing along the line of his collarbone, his breath hot against Lando’s skin. Lando shivered, his hands pushing at Franco’s hair, urging him to continue. He didn’t need to be asked twice. Franco kissed his way down, finally reaching Lando’s stomach, pausing for a moment to glance up at him, his eyes dark with desire.

“You okay?” Franco murmured, his voice low and rough.

Lando nodded, his breath ragged. “More than okay.”

Franco didn’t waste a second. His lips found the sensitive skin of Lando’s lower abdomen, and Lando couldn’t help but gasp. His body tensed in response, his hands fisting the sheets, his mind buzzing with the intensity of the moment.

Franco’s hands continued to explore, pushing aside the final barriers between them, his touch demanding and precise. Lando’s head fell back into the pillows, his breath coming faster, louder as he lost himself in the sensations coursing through him. Every touch, every kiss, sent waves of heat through his body, and all he could do was moan, letting Franco guide him.

As the intensity grew, their bodies moved together in perfect synchrony, each movement as a dance of desire. Lando’s moans filled the room, punctuated by Franco’s heavy movements, the sound of their connection echoing between them. They were both completely consumed, the rest of the world forgotten as they lost themselves in each other.

Eventually, the pace slowed, their movements becoming more languid, more intimate. Franco’s lips returned to Lando’s, this time soft and tender, as though savoring the closeness between them. Lando kissed him back just as gently, his hands running through Franco’s hair, pulling him closer.

When they finally pulled apart, both were breathless, their chests heaving as they gazed at each other. The tension had eased, replaced by a soft, quiet intimacy that wrapped around them like a blanket.

Lando smiled, his fingers tracing the line of Franco’s jaw. “That was… incredible.”

Franco chuckled, his eyes softening.

They lay together in silence for a while. Lando’s head rested on Franco’s chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart, and Franco’s arm wrapped around Lando, pulling him closer.

It was the kind of quiet moment that made everything else feel insignificant. Just two people, tangled up in each other, finding a kind of peace that neither of them had expected. It wasn’t about the race, or the pressure, or the world outside. It was just them, and that was enough.

[hyunjins-orange-slice-too]

Hades and Persephone

genre: idek. it doesn’t really fit into any category. ig maybe angst?

word count: ~1.2k

warnings: kidnapping, demon!chan

authors note: i’ve had this idea for a little while and i want to make it into a full length fic so lmk if you would be interested in that? this is just a drabble that would take place somewhere in the beginning-ish / middle of the full story? happy day 3! 💕 i’m posting this a little earlier than normal. but it’s sunday and im literally doing nothing except waiting for a game to download so why not go ahead and post it. hehe :)

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“do you know the story of hades and persephone?”

you didn’t really think now was the proper time for him to be asking you this question. you were in the backseat of a car, the man with the questions sitting to your right. some other man was driving you to an unknown location and you were panicking. your breathing was ragged and you knew it was threatening to not come at all. your hands were bound with a soft rope, but you knew thats not why your fingers were starting to tingle. you silently tried to pull at your restraints.

“are your bindings too tight?” the man asked. “i can loosen them a little.”

he reached for your hands and you flinched. he recoiled like you had hit him and he made sure to keep his hands in his lap after that. “i’m not going to hurt you. i promise.” he said softly. “i was just.. you’re just..” he looked lost for words. he looked at you, like you were the only thing on earth. like you were the full moon and he was a wolf. like you were his drug and he was an addict. like you were cold water after he had been stranded in the desert.

you didn’t know how to feel. the look he gave you sent butterflies through your stomach. but you knew you should be scared. you should be repulsed. you thought that this may be the quickest case of stockholm syndrome ever recorded. you remained quiet. trying to sort through your thoughts.

the only thing that was bound were your hands, and that was because you had continued to slap and hit him over and over once he got you into the car. you hadn’t screamed, which you were still internally punishing yourself for. but honestly, you were too shocked to even make a noise. shocked that you were being kidnapped, shocked that your kidnapper was so.. handsome? shocked that he smelled so so good? shocked that you kind of loved the way he effortlessly picked you up and placed you in the back of the car. like you weighed no more than a feather.

“so do you?” he asked. you looked up at him, the same look of adoration on his face. “know the story of hades and persephone?”

you shook your head no. you knew the names, but didn’t know their story. the only thing you knew of hades was from the disney movie hercules.

“could i tell you?” the handsome kidnapper asked. “i understand if you would rather me shut the fuck up.” he chuckled. and you found yourself almost smiling. your mouth threatening to pull up slightly at the sides but you did your best to control it. you did your best to force yourself to act like a normal person who has just been kidnapped. was there something wrong with you?

“you— you can tell me.” you said, voice shaky.

he smiled at you and you noticed a dimple on his cheek. the butterflies were back in your stomach, your heart beating faster.

“okay.. so. it’s been said that hades was the god of the underworld. and persephone was the daughter of demeter and zeus. demeter was the god of agriculture and zeus, of course, was the god of all gods. the god of the sky, the god of thunder. yeah?” you nodded, listening, wanting him to continue.

“well one day, persephone was picking flowers. out in this open meadow, she was picking flowers.” he was talking animatedly with his hands, seemingly passionate about the topic. “and hades, who had always been a cold and withdrawn sort of man, saw persephone. and she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. it was love at first sight. he had never felt that way about anyone, ever. and he knew he had to have her. so… he took her.”

he looked at you then, and your mouth went dry. what was he trying to say?

“he took her and he brought her to the underworld where he held her captive. and she was scared at first, she locked herself in her room and refused to eat. she knew that if you eat any food from the underworld that you would never be allowed to return to the land of the living. but after a week, she could no longer take her hunger and she ate some pomegranate seeds.” he looked at you, to make sure you were still listening, and you were. you wondered where he was going with this random greek mythology lesson.

“while she was gone in the underworld, demeter and zeus were pissed. obviously. because their daughter had been kidnapped. so demeter refused to let the crops grow and the people went hungry.” he smiled at you, sensing your confusion. “i’m getting there, i promise. stay with me.” he chuckled.

“so zeus sent hermes to talk to hades and make a deal. the people needed to eat and demeter wasn’t letting up until she had her daughter back. but because persephone ate the seeds, she couldn’t leave. but hermes came up with a deal that persephone would go back to the land of the living for six months out of the year and then she would spend the other six months in the underworld with hades. so when persephone was on earth, that’s when the crops and the flowers would bloom and when she would be in the underworld, that’s when the earth would grow cold. so that’s how the greeks explained the seasons and whatnot. yeah?”

you nodded, even more lost now than you were when he started.

“hades loved persephone. he loved her so deeply. and when she was in the underworld with him, she was his queen. he treated her so well, took care of her, practically worshipped her. and she grew to love him. and when she would have to go to earth for half of the year, they would miss each other terribly. but when they finally came back together, their reunions were passionate.”

he was quiet. seemingly having finished his story, but you had no answers.

“i— im confused.” you said.

“it’s just a story, but it’s crazy how things can come true.” he said, his gaze growing more intense. and suddenly the air in the car felt thick. like you would have trouble moving if you tried.

“what do you mean, come true?” you asked. “are you saying you’re hades?”

“i am like him in many ways, yes.” he said. “you probably wouldn’t believe me if i told you i really was from the underworld.”

you scoffed. “you would probably be right.”

he smiled. “that’s okay. you will learn the truth.”

“are you saying that you’re hades himself?”

he shook his head. “i am a demon. i come from the underworld but i do not live there permanently.”

he wanted to take your hand in this moment. wanted to look deep into your eyes when he told you this. but he didn’t want to scare you further. that wasn’t the point of this. so instead, he kept his hands to himself and tried his best to look at you, to really portray this message to you.

“it’s just a myth. hades isn’t real.” he said softly. “but i am. and you.. you’re my persephone.”

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[venvellan]

Anniversary - Sunday

fluff ♡. wedding anniversary cuddling w sunday it's actually that simple. gn reader. reader is halovian bc it makes the most sense for sunday (to me) for,,, family reasons. let sunday be happy and in love or motherfucker i will do it myself

cw: none, except love and joy. slightly suggestive at the end ig but it's tame. word count: 780.

(happy boothill day!!!! :D we will pull him in one warp :3♡♡)

Today marks your fourth year as Consort to the Oak family, and it's been a wonderful day. Your doting husband presses a line of kisses up your neck, stopping in the middle to run his fingertips over the soft arch of your wings, before he takes your chin in his gentle grasp and turns your head to him.

"Angel," he mutters. His eyes linger on your lips, then rise to finally meet your own, and he smiles. Aeons, his smile.

You smile back at him reflexively. You feel utterly exposed under his gaze — not because it's scrutinizing, and not because it makes you uncomfortable — it's simply his effect on you (that, and those gorgeous yellow eyes, no doubt). Something in him has always stirred you. Something in you has always stirred him. You wouldn't want it any other way.

"Sunday," you whisper back. Your arms rise to wrap delicately around his neck and rest atop his shoulders.

He pulls you in by your waist and holds you against him. His nose meets yours in the middle and the tips of your noses rub lightly against each other. It's playful. Innocent. It's the gentlest kiss he can give you. He closes his eyes and in his softest voice, the one you've been missing — aching for — for weeks now, he breathes, "I love you..."

He closes the short distance between your lips with a kiss and hums into it, and his hands press against your lower back as he keeps you flush against him.

You had plans for the day. A romantic breakfast, a walk together across the city, a big lunch — a whole day filled to the brim with activities — but you only made it to lunch before losing steam.

It's his one off day. The one day in months that he's been able to promise you, "Yes, my love, the day is yours," and in theory, it sounds wonderful to spend it wandering the town, looking out at the people and breathing the cool air in. In practice, however, you're both exhausted, and you both know it.

When he's not knee-deep in paperwork, he's out on the town anyway, doing one of a million different things. And you, quite frankly, are just sick of his absence. You'll do anything he wants today, as long as it means getting to be with him, and you know that deep down, he just wants to lay in bed all day.

You acquiesce to him. It's only just after noon, but already, you two decide the day is done. You remove your jewelry and outerwear piece by piece, placing it to the side haphazardly, and pull your halo off from where it floats atop your head. You do the same for Sunday, saving him the effort, and lay his things in a pile with yours. Even your items are happy to cuddle up together.

You pull him backwards onto the bed. He catches himself above you, smiling warmly, and buries his face into your neck. His breath tickles the sensitive skin of your wing and it reflexively grazes his face in return.

Your heart swells, knowing you've won; knowing he's happy with this. "Sunday?"

He hums softly against your skin. His wings flutter ever so lightly.

You bring your hand up into his hair and comb through it gently. "I love you more."

You feel his smile against your neck and can't resist smiling back. You could hold onto this moment forever, if it were possible. You could, in fact, live this moment over and over again forever in the dreamscape if you wished, but you don't. The moment is beautiful, not in spite of, but rather because of its fleeting nature. You will cherish it in your loneliest moments, when he spends days in a row working from dawn til dusk.

Loving Sunday means missing him, aching in his absence, and you will do it proudly.

He relaxes fully into you and you immediately sense him falling asleep. Oh, how sweet he is, how intimate an experience to share.

Already half asleep, he mumbles against your neck, "Wake me up soon, darling... I will cherish this day with you. I will– I need to be with you... I love you..." His mumbles become airy whispers at the end, and in moments he's fallen asleep.

You turn your head slightly to rub your cheek into his hair and sigh contentedly, smiling still. This is all you need. You could die happily in this moment — holding him as he sleeps, petting his gorgeous fluffy hair, feeling his gentle breaths on your neck and admiring the blissfully serene expression on his perfect face. You will, however, honor his wish to be woken from his beauty sleep, as you honor his every wish always.

In a couple hours you'll wake him, gently, and he will have a renewed excitement to have you. To be your husband. He will wake up and remember his desire to honor — no, worship — you, as you do him.

It will keep you up, and then it will tire you out.

But you know that. He is your husband, after all, and you know him best.

[gremlin-girly]

Ionian Sun

Part of @steviebbboi 's 200 Follower writing challenge submissions 💥

Pairing: siren!Ari Levinson x f!reader

Prompt(s): "You're taking me so well, baby."

Tags/Warnings: SMUT, monster fucking (ig), dub con, petnames (sweetness, baby, guppy), skinny dipping, groping, light teasing, oral (f recieving), sex in the sea (salty), p in v (wrap it!), creampie, breath play (kinda? You're underwater for a minute maybe less), riding (cowgirl), marking (one measly love bite), no beta My warnings are non-exhaustive and likely I've missed some, please read at your own risk. And Minors do not interact!!

Summary: After breaking up with your boyfriend whilst holidaying in Greece, you decide to still go on the expedition cruise you paid for. However, upon meeting the alluring boat owner Ari, your day (and night) becomes a lot more mystical than you ever expected.

Word count: 5.4k

A/N: Hello! Welcome to the first instalment of @steviebbboi's 200 follower writing challenge! This actually wasn't the first idea I had but when the idea popped into my head I just couldn't resist (I've been writing it since two Sundays ago). I honestly didn't expect to have multiple fics in the works for this challenge lmao (the prompts were just too good) so I hope you enjoy and stick around for the other instalments (if I can get round to them - maybe make them like... 2k? That would be nice 💀). - Love, Grem x

Some sea Inspo here , here , here and here | Dividers by @/cafekitsune

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The heat of the bright Greek sun beat down on your exposed back as you stormed down to the pier at 10am. You had meant what you said when you told your boyfriend that you would go without him on the boat outing if he wasn't up in time, and even after pettily slamming every door in the B & B, he still refused to get up.

Fury boiled in your stomach and angry tears were hidden behind your sunglasses as you searched for the boat you were supposed to find; Circe's Blessing.

It had been the only thing you had planned for the holiday, the only thing you had been looking forward to doing since arriving on the island paradise of Ithaca and your boyfriend had almost ruined it for you. Again.

You'd wanted to visit some of the ancient ruins and the Odyssey Palace but your boyfriend had insisted on relaxing and enjoying the beaches. Enjoying them a little too much, in fact. He'd drank too much despite your warnings and combined with the heat, it had completely wiped him out.

What's worse was that this holiday was a last-ditch attempt to salvage an already-failed relationship, suggested and booked by your so-called boyfriend.

Ex-boyfriend.

You'd told him when you were leaving that if he didn't join you at the pier when you were supposed to set off, you were done. You already knew deep down that he probably would try to call your bluff and not show up but it still hurt.

But you had paid for this experience and currently you were too fuming to care that you'd paid for two people, not just yourself.

You reached a large catamaran that had Circe's Blessing in cursive on the back. The boat was sleek and white, with blue buoys hanging limply at the sides. You could just about see the quarters from where you stood, hidden beneath protective sails. There was a small kitchen and dining table surrounded by a very comfortable looking sofa, with two woolly throws and a multitude of pillows; but no captain.

You seethed for a moment, huffing and grumbling, believing the captain of your cruise had let you down as well.

"Hello?" You called, inching closer to the boat. You peered up to the top deck, but there was no one at the wheel. Stepping onto the boat alone was out of the question. You skim through the booking information on your phone and find the captain's name.

"Ari? Hello?"

A man suddenly emerged from the cabin door. He grinned over to you and you did a double take. He was shirtless, toned but not overly muscled, with coarse hair gathering from his pectorals to his sternum and a dark line trailing down in a thin line and disappearing below a pair of khaki shorts. Your eyes flick up to his face - grateful for your sunglasses hiding your shameless glance. Although, his face was just as spectacular to look at. A thick beard that hid a sharp jaw and equally thick, long, brown hair that Ari ran his hand through, showing off more of his strong arms. And those eyes... damn. If you didn't know any better, you'd think you were stood before a Greek God. Suddenly, your boyfriend not being around made this even better. You wouldn't have to tolerate the jealousy or insecurity of being around such a... well, such an attractive man.

"You must be Y/N," Ari comments, crossing the deck in two strides and offering you a hand over the boat railing. "I thought there was two of you?"

"Uh, yeah." You reach out and shake his hand, standing on tip toes to reach properly. "He um... is sick."

Ari is just as unconvinced as you are by your half-lie but he smiles nonetheless. "Oh, that's a shame. Just you and me today."

You hum and offer a wry smile and Ari's ocean eyes glimmer, his head jerking to the end of the boat. "Come on, let's not waste the sunshine. Hop on."

Ari gives you a brief rundown of the boat rules; where not to stand, what not to do and shows you where everything is situated so that you may help yourself to drinks and snacks if you so wished.

The room you originally thought was the main cabin was technically the lounge area. Off to the side and down a short, but narrow, flight of stairs was a large master bedroom, a tiny bathroom and another bedroom. You can feel his gaze follow you as you familiarise yourself with the boat you'll be on for the next few hours. You may have felt uncomfortable, if he wasn't so heart-stoppingly gorgeous. In fact, you could feel your heart racing at the thought of being around him all day. Ditching your ex at the hotel was a stellar choice after all.

Your eyes widen, and you hum with a nod, looking impressed. "It's quite the set up," You say, climbing back up the stairs.

Ari flashes you another grin, offering you a large hand as you clamber the final few steps. You take it and are tugged up quickly, almost making you yelp.

"Sorry, don't know my own strength," Ari chuckles, looking sheepish as he releases you. His chuckle rumbles in his throat and it makes you smile, easing the nerves that make your stomach flutter. Ari checks his watch quickly before continuing. "We'll set off in about five minutes, I've just got to get the anchor up. There's a few beaches and islands of interest on our journey - then I'll make us lunch."

You hum in acknowledgement, nodding along. "Sounds great."

You catch that same glimmer in Ari's eyes that you saw earlier but it's disappeared almost as soon as you've spotted it. He smiles once more and heads out to the deck.

Despite the sea looking calm before you set off it was anything but.

The choppy waves, despite being gentle as Ari insisted, still rocked the boat enough for your stomach to flip uncomfortably.

"Not a sea lover I take it?" Ari calls to you from the wheel. He'd hidden his blue eyes behind aviators (that made him no less handsome) but you could tell he his gaze was still fixed upon you in your bikini.

"It's not that," You explain, sitting up in your seat and taking a sip of water. "I love the sea. just not... bobbing on top of it."

"I can stop the boat here?" Ari suggests, looking out over the open sea. "It's not a bad place for a swim. It might help ease your stomach."

"Hrm. Maybe."

Sea spray flies over the sides of the boat and for a moment you think you see a sheen of something glittering on Ari's leg. You shake your head. It must be water reflecting in the sun or the champagne you're drinking combined with the rocking of the boat.

"You know what? Sure. What the hell." You balk as your stomach flips again and Ari chuckles, that beautiful rumbling sound seemingly echoing around your ears.

"Aye aye."

The swim spot was gorgeous. Turquoise waters glittered in the early afternoon sun and, unsurprisingly, being in the water helped ease your flipping stomach. You treaded water and watched the fish below go about their business like you weren't even there.

Ari watches you over the railing, arms folded and straining against his shirt. His aviators are pushed back like a make-shift headband. He watches you and chats to you as you swim, about your life back home and what brought you to Ithaca. You conviently leave out the part about your ex boyfriend - who you haven't heard from thanks to the lack of signal - but happily converse with him while you float atop the water.

"You ought to watch out," He calls playfully. "I heard there are merfolk in these waters."

You giggle and give him a faux-withering look, catching his playful grin. "I thought merfolk were all women? And only interested in men?"

"They're interested in whatever they can get their hands on." Ari smirks down at you and despite the warmth of the water you shiver.

"Does that mean I'll be eaten?" You ask, your body relaxing to the surface of the water and letting your eyelids flutter closed.

"Depends," Ari chuckles. "Do you taste as good as you look?"

Your hips falter, dipping back into the water to cool your reddening face. When you reappear, Ari is still smiling down at you and you huff playfully swimming towards the boat.

"How often does that line work for you?" You tease, climbing the ladder onto the back platform of the boat.

"Less than I'd care to admit." Ari greets you at the platform, wrapping you in a towel and handing you a bottle of water. You make a humph sound and bite back a smile; knowing damn well that line worked wonders on you.

"I'll head to the next stop and I'll make lunch?" Ari suggests, walking back to the wheel.

"Sounds like a plan, captain." You tease and Ari pulls a face, placing a hand over his heart.

"Never call me that again." He deadpans but still gives you a grin.

Hours melt together as you and Ari spend the day out at sea. His cooking was to die for and you got to pry into his mind a little too, although you couldn't convince him to jump into the water with you.

Ari showed you more than one beach and smaller islands that weren't on your scheduled tour, sharing titbits and tales from Greek mythology. You found yourself enraptured by his voice; hanging on to his every word. Slowly but surely, the sky fades into hues of pink and lilac as the sun sets on the horizon and you realise you've had the best day you've had in a long while. When you tell Ari as much he laughs.

"Me too. But why stop now?" His eyes have that strange glimmer to them again. "If you're not in any rush to get back - I have that spare room and... I think you should see the stars on the ocean."

You blink at him and your heart races. "I'd like that."

"Great," Ari grins broadly. "I know just the spot."

The stars had been beautiful and with ouzo poured and more stories shared you'd almost - almost - managed to get a kiss from Ari but the ocean decidedly had other plans and you would rather not puke your drinks back up into his lap. You bid him good night about an hour ago but the boat's rocking made it difficult to get a decent night's sleep. Your stomach churned each time the boat swayed over a wave, and the rich food from earlier plus the alcohol, hadn't helped either.

However, thoughts of Ari were interrupted when you heard a splash and your ouzo-filled brain thought Ari must have tumbled over board. throwing off the covers you rushed up onto the deck in the darkness, trying not to trip over any ropes or footholds.

"Ari?" You look around the boat curiously, wrapping your arms tighter around yourself. Though there wasn't much of a breeze, there was still a chill in the night air. "Ari, are you okay?"

You wandered around to the diving deck, where you found a pair of boxers and khaki's neatly folded on the side. Your heart lurched into your throat and you headed over to the railing. The sea was ink black in the night now, no stars to reflect on the surface, the light of the boat offering only mere inches of light. It was like staring into an endless void.

"Ari?!" Your voice took on a more panicked shrill this time, straining your eyes into the darkness. Then there was the sound of water breaking and a splash nearby, Ari's voice echoing from somewhere you couldn't see.

"You called, sweetness?"

You sigh loudly with relief. "Oh, thank god. I thought you may have taken a trip over board."

Ari chuckles, just coming into view of the boat. "Well, I did but I dived."

You roll your eyes and ignore him. "In the dark? Can't you see?"

"I have good eyesight." He says simply and you think he must be lying because you can barely see a damn thing. "Why don't you join me?"

You pause for a moment before eyeing his abandoned clothes, your eyes narrowing as you look for him. "You wouldn't come in with me earlier when it was warmer."

"You can't skinny dip at night." He counters, before teasing, "Come on, haven't you ever skinny dipped before?"

"It's not just that!" You counter defensively. "I can't see where I'm jumping. what if I knock my head or -"

"-get stolen away by a merperson?" You don't have to see him to know he's smirking. "I'll save you don't worry. I'll keep you close."

You sigh. This is another one of those what-the- hell moments you've been having all day. You strip away the shirt Ari let you borrow and your panties and throw them haphazardly on top of his neatly pile clothes. You walk a few paces back and steel yourself with a mighty puff of air.

"If you don't catch me Ari, I swear..."

The diving platform disappears into nothing and fear wracks you for a moment before you take that fear and run with it, literally. Your feet pound against the boat's plastic flooring and you leap from the platform and into the darkness.

The water is colder than expected. You're body shudders as it's enveloped by the sea's grasp. You don't know how deep you've gone - only that you have to swim up. You want to open your eyes on instinct but it's pointless; even above the surface of the water you can no longer see your own limbs.

But Ari can.

As soon as he heard you take a charge from the diving board he ducked under the water, swimming a few feet in seconds to watch your naked form break the water and almost hang angelically suspended for a few moments before attempting to swim to the surface.

Ari swims forward with ease before wrapping his arms around your soft waist and raising you to the surface in his arms. The moment you break free of the water, you suck in a huge gasp for air, making Ari smile.

"You okay there, guppy?" He murmurs into your ear, his arms constricting you slightly.

"Please tell me there are no sharks in these waters, Ari." You say meekly, only half-joking.

"Shouldn't you have asked before jumping in?"

"Probably." you puff. "But are there?"

"No. Just me." His chest rumbles with a half-chuckle again and your head falls against his shoulder, acting of it's own accord. You look up at him not even noticing that you're not treading water or the fact that you can't feel the gush of Ari's legs treading either.

Somehow, Ari looks even more mesmerising through the darkness, illuminated only by the tiny lights of the boat. His blue eyes look black, almost predatory like a shark's, and you find yourself smiling up at him.

"What's wrong, guppy?" Ari smiles back down at you, squeezing you again and running his nose along your cheek.

You swallow but your throat feels dry, your heart hammering as you look up at him, melting into his hold. "Nothing at all."

This doesn't feel like it did with your ex at all. You feel like you're floating and drowning all at once in Ari's presence; there's something about how comforting and downright gorgeous he is that's drawn you in, keeping you here in his orbit all day and all night. Not that there's anything wrong with that, being a newly single woman and all.

You can feel hardness of his length pressed against your ass and that only excites you further. You'd never taken yourself as someone who'd be skinny dipping at night with a man you'd just met but to hell with it - after the day, the week, the damn year you'd had - you were allowed to be a romantic for a day. But when something thick and scaly brushes past your leg, you squeal in terror and cling onto Ari.

"I think that was a fish!" You half whisper, looking into the depths. Darkness only looks back at you.

"Mm." Ari hums amusedly. "You tend to find them in the sea, guppy."

You frown over at him but smile. "Ha ha, don't be a smart ass."

Ari snorts, running his large hands over your waist. "Sorry, sweetheart. Force of habit."

You grumble but you turn to face him properly, wrapping your arms around his neck to anchor yourself.

"You are forgiven." You say softly, eyes flickering to his blue-black ones. "But only if we pick up where we left off earlier."

"I think I can manage that." Ari's beard is softer than you imagined against your skin and that salty sea-air scent that he wears so well seems to be accentuated now. Your hands glide through his wet hair, holding his head steady as your lips finally meet. The first kiss is tentative and sweet but the budding tension that has been building since the moment you laid eyes on one another soon takes hold and your lips collide with reckless abandon, exploring each other's mouths hungrily.

Your legs wrap around the soft skin of his hips. They feel strangely silky but when your leg moves upwards against his skin, it scratches. Pushing the thoughts away, eager to keep kissing and groping the delectable man before you, who'd given you the best day of your life this year. And now about to give you the best night.

One of Ari's calloused hands runs over your bare breasts, squeezing them lightly as you both kiss and he swallows your moans eagerly, half-growling back at you. It's dizzying being in his hold, having his body against yours, and you shift your hips impatiently, brushing your slit against his cock.

"Fuck," Ari curses breathlessly. "Are you-?"

"I'm sure." You say quickly with a curt nod, nipping against his bottom lip. Ari's chesire grin is visible through the darkness and he inches you both back towards the ladder and small platform.

"Slip your arms through the sides," Ari says in-between butterfly kisses over your chest, making you shiver and giggle with delight. "I really do want to see for myself if you taste as good as you look. I've thought about it all day."

Your heart thuds against your ribs and your arms feel as if they'll pop from their sockets with how hard your clinging to the ladder. The moon appears, illuminating the surface of the sea into liquid silver. You smile as you look out to the glimmering horizon, awestruck by the view as Ari kisses up your legs and thighs.

You giggle and squirm slightly. He'd been under an awfully long time. Maybe because he was a diver in his free time and an excellent swimmer; holding his breath for long periods may be a natural side effect.

Something moved under the calm surface - a powerful movement of muscle that disrupted the moon's image with ripples. Panic seizes you for a moment, thinking of sharks, but realised it may have been Ari kicking his legs instead. You can feel his warm palms pry your thighs open gently, slotting himself between them and placing your legs over his shoulders. You brace yourself against the ladder when you feel Ari nibble at the soft, sensitive flesh of your inner thigh. Your whole body twitches when you feel a kiss to your clit and you moan lowly. There's no need to worry about being too loud - you're out in the ocean, away from civilisation and in your own slice of paradise. The sense of freedom washes over you and when Ari licks a stripe of your cunt under the quiet rolls of the waves, you moan louder.

You can feel vibrations around your clit that make you shudder and note Ari must be humming in approval, before he attacks your cunt with his tongue again. Your eyes roll back and your thighs squeeze around Ari's soft hair but he's relentless, ensuring you're a moaning mess under his tongue. You feel Ari twist beneath you, changing position to lap at your cunt and anchor you onto his face with his strong arms. You pant and call out his name to the sea beyond as you cum ignoring the angry burning of your arms hooked around the ladder.

You hear a thrashing sound and assume it's Ari's legs again but when you raise your head, you're not looking at legs. You're looking at a tail.

It was only for a moment but you were enraptured by the sight; a long, thick, muscled tail whose scales twinkled like gemstones of the most cerulean of blues in the moonlight. At the tip of the tail fanned outwards like billowing silk, paler than the scales you'd seen but no less beautiful. But then it was gone and Ari was still beneath the surface, lavishing your cunt with adoration you hadn't experienced in a long while. You suck in a breath at the sensations; overwhelmed from cumming once already and you can feel your legs begin to shake as your second orgasm draws near.

After a few more moments of pleasure, long licks and more suckling from Ari's mouth, the water ripples again. This time it's more violent, whipping against the gentle current as Ari changes back to his original position, suckling erratically on your clit, soon joined by two of his fingers into your pussy that make you cry out his name in a choked sob.

Another swish of the tail just below the surface of the water breaks your spell. You let go of the ladder with one arm, finding Ari's soft hair and tugging it, urging him up. Ari's handsome face appears inches from yours, but his fingers are still exploring your throbbing pussy.

"What is it, guppy?" Ari murmurs softly, squeezing your waist, his fingers continuing to scissor you. He's not even breathless, you realise through your haze, as he presses sweet open kisses along your neck.

"I... I saw something."

Ari nuzzles your neck, pushing wet hair away from your skin with his nose. "Did you now?"

"There was a tail," You whisper, mewling when Ari's fingers trail from your hole up to your clit, rolling it gently. His teeth are sharp as they graze against your skin but he only hums in response.

You feel yourself start to relax into the vibrations from his throat. It felt like you were floating when you were kissing him again - kissing his face to make him smile and kissing his throat to feel the beautiful, melodic humming against your lips.

"Did it scare you?" He asks finally when you go limp in his arms.

"No," you admit immediately, looking at him. "It was beautiful."

He holds your gaze for a moment that stretches into an eternity. You feel the wracking of your heart slow but heat rushes to your cheeks and you don't dare break his gaze. There's that glimmer - the one you've been catching in his eyes every time he looks at you - and it sets your body alight.

And then he starts humming.

It's not a song you recognise but there's a clear, sweet melody that melts away the world around you. Leaving only you and Ari, afloat in the moonlight gazing at one another. Something stirs beneath the surface you pay it no heed; Ari is your focus. You're leaning closer into him, occasionally humming in symphony, once again drowning in his presence.

Ari slowly moves away from you, dipping beneath the surface and you follow without a second thought. Your eyes are squeezed tightly shut, swimming blindly into the depths when you hear Ari's voice call your name. It's almost crystal clear.

When you hear him call your name again, this time with a coax of opening your eyes, you squint in the direction of his voice. Salt burns the soft pulp of your eyes as the widen in awe. Two feet away from you, engulfed in silvery moonlight is the tail you'd seen, trailing all the way to human hips which you knew to be Ari's after ogling him all day long. Your mouth fell open on instinct and bubbles of precious air dissipate in seconds, when you feast your eyes on what was (would have been?) between his legs.

He swam towards you, his tail moving effortlessly under the water. His long hair wafted around him, weightless as he pecked your lips with a teasing smile.

"I told you," he spoke but the words sounded slightly garbled by the water but he's grinning at you r expression. "There are merfolk are in these waters."

The need for air burned at your lungs and Ari scooped you up, breaking the surface in seconds. You gasped and spluttered, torn between being terrified and enraptured. Ari seemed nonplussed, still peppering kisses over you.

"You -You-" you can't quite get the words out but Ari hums again, your brain shrouded with the delightful mesmerising numbness as before.

"Don't panic, guppy. I've got you."

You nod and hum in understanding, unable to help yourself from giving him a gooey-eyed look. Ari's eyes light up, pressing his cheek against your chest, smiling broadly.

"Again, guppy." He sighs wistfully. "Sing for me again."

"Hmm? Oh!"

Ari bites onto the flesh of your neck, sucking and kissing the forming bruise, making you gasp before it transforms into a long, low muffled moan as you fight to keep your mouth shut.

"Just like that," He praises, raising his head to kiss your lips again. "You've been doing it all day; teasing me. And for that I'm going to keep you singing until dawn. But I want you now."

Without much warning, Ari dips under the surface of the water and you manage to take a small gasp of air before a hand grasps your ankle and pulls you beneath the waves. You don't go deep and as soon as you're below surface level Ari has swam around you; kissing you all the way from ankle to neck before flipping you to "lie" flat in the water, pulling you up against his hips. His cock sits between your folds as Ari smiles down at you, your eyes squeezed shut and wishing you could witness what was about to happen.

Ari reaches between you, rubbing his length along your slit teasingly before pushing into your tight hole. You make a small sound and force yourself to hold your breath for longer, desperately wanting Ari to continue. Your pussy flutters around him as he slowly enters, allowing you time to adjust, and his hand goes back to grasp your hips; pulling you onto him rather than forcing into you. Your hips meet; his scales gently scratching at your inner thighs and make your head swim.

"That's it," Ari's voice is a gentle caress, easing you into being pleasantly suspended on his cock. You grasp helplessly at the water, searching blindly for Ari, for something to anchor your body too before he starts fucking you, but to no avail.

"You take me so well, baby." his voice swims around your ears, your pussy tightening at his praise. His hips buck up into you and you squeak in surprise, bubbles rolling up your face and dancing to the surface above. You can hear and feel the vibrations of his deep chuckle throughout your body and you have to set your jaw to stop yourself opening your mouth.

You know he's watching you. You can feel his eyes wandering over your body as he moves his hips languidly into you. Your hair wafts around you and you feel weightless, euphoric even. You want to gasp but can't risk losing too much air instead opting to make a strangled hum as you try and reach for Ari again.

He grins down at you victoriously when you peek at him again, eyes burning, but you catch a glimpse of his face surrounded by a halo of moonlight. He's a myth come true; a siren of the sea who has you bound to him with his voice and those damn glittering cerulean eyes. Anymore thoughts are quickly fucked out of you as Ari's hips slam suddenly move into yours at a new, feral pace.

Your back arches against nothing, fingers gripping at molecules as you try to fight screams of dizzying pleasure, your legs tightening at his waist, brushing against the scales of his tail. Another almost-pained growl rips from your throat instead.

"That's it, guppy," His voice echoes. "Sing for me."

Your lungs start to burn and you smack at Ari's arm weakly. Ari's thrusts stutter for a moment as he realises what you need, pausing briefly to return you to the surface.

You make an ungodly gasp for air as you break the surface, relief filling your lungs as they finally receive the oxygen they were craving. However, the relief is short-lived as Ari starts fucking up into you instead.

You fall forward, but find his hard chest just beneath the surface; a warped image of his face beneath it but you think you could spot that grin anywhere now. His tail thrashes as he moves again, his cock plunging further into you at this angle and you howl into the night sky, bracing against his shoulders under the water. Ari's cock knocks against your cervix, and your walls clamp down onto him; intending to milk him for everything he was going to give.

"Ari," You draw out his name, your body putty in his grasp. You can't of anything else but him, nor he you, as he hears your muted melody of his name under the water. Ari curses and although you can't quite hear him, you can feel his cock twitch and his hips stutter before he stills, filling you to the brim with cum.

You both panted and puffed, albeit in opposite sides of the water, savouring the moment (or rather, night) you had both had. Ari's tail swished gently in the current, keeping you both steady and once you had caught your breath, you dipped your head down beneath the waves and kissed his lips. Ari hummed happily, his arms wrapping around your torso and pulling you back under - his cock still buried inside you. You smile and giggle, letting the bubbles get caught in his hair.

"We can't stay out here guppy," he murmurs, nuzzling his beard against your neck. "You'll get ill. Let's get you back on the boat."

Ari keeps you close as he moves towards the boat, helping to hoist you up and out of the water - even if he is disappointed to have to remove himself from you first. He covers your back and legs in kisses as you climb up the ladder, making you giggle but a swift playful smack to your ass has you hissing his name.

"I couldn't help it." He shrugs innocently, hoisting himself onto the smaller platform his tail on full display and the tip floating lazily in the water. You head into the cabin and grab two towels, tossing one back to Ari.

Your eyes are transfixed on his tail. "So... your tail is the reason you didn't want to swim today." You comment trying to be nonchalant, wrapping yourself in the towel.

"Hey, eyes up here." Ari teases, toweling his hair. "And I can't exactly hide it in the beautiful, clear Greek sea."

You blush a little, feeling more questions bubble up but not knowing where to begin. Ari grins up at you, his tail slowly vanishing with a faint shimmer. You blink rapidly feeling a little bewildered, and a lot crazy.

Ari stands up, stretching with a groan, before padding over to you, not even bothering to wrap himself in the towel.

"You can ask all the questions you want later, guppy." He pecks your lips, taking your hand and leading you back into the main cabin and carefully down the stairs. "Let's get you back to bed first. I promised I'd keep you singing until sunrise."

A/N: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

This took me SO LONG to finish I don't even wanna talk about it and it got posted before I finished writing it. (And it may or may not be a H20: Just Add Water thing going on lmao). But yeah... longest fic I've ever posted so far.

I have one or two more ideas based around merfolk but I can't really give ya a timeline (sorry) . But Thoughts? Thots? Do we really need more Merman Ari? Probably. And yes the stupid amount of humming in this fic was siren song (bc vibrations and such) - I apologise for the copious amounts if humming.

Anyways, thanks for making it this far - and thanks for reading! <3

[winryrockbellwannabe]

27/October ▫️Sunday

1/10 days of productivity challenge Collab with the wonderful @a-fox-studies

📚 Iris' study time: 2h30 👑

📚 My study time: 2h15

very in theme for the first day of the collab, yesterday was all about doing group projects - which will be the end of me btw. some of these are things i could do in a day if it was an individual project, but we're dragging it for weeks for the sake of everyone contributing the same to the project🙃 i get it, but it's annoying. it is what it is, ig

Also, there's one ep left for me to be done with The Bear. I'll be counting the days until s4 is released, i loved this

[larryrickard]

trauma from performing cpr

i don't even know if i want to post this here, but whatever. i'm trying to talk about it to bring awareness and to process shit. i'm finding surprisingly little about this. it's also been a hell of a fucking week and i'm worried for my own health tbh. i've written shorter versions of this on fb & ig but i should probably get ALL of it out and well hello tumblr, you have the room for it and are technically a blogging site. so here we go. if you read all of this, bless.

thursday 07/11, my stepdad (R) feels unwell and my mom, as symptoms begin to stack up, suspects a heart attack and takes him to the hospital. he is indeed having a heart attack. he never lost consciousness. he's transferred to another hospital and has two stents placed.

sunday, 07/14, he comes home.

friday evening, 07/19, one of the stents fails (we won't know this until later). he immediately lost consciousness. i overhear my mom ask if he's ok, if it hurts, and "i'm calling 911". she yells for me. i go downstairs to hear her telling 911 that he's not breathing properly, she can't tell if he has a pulse, and that he's turning purple. my brain immediately goes into overdrive. all i can think about is how we need to perform cpr (my mom panicked and hadn't even thought of that and this upset her. i pointed out that it's understandable, and the 911 operator would have gotten her there, i probably only just beat them to it). i run to unlock the door for emergency services and when i come back, we manage to get him out of his chair and i start cpr (more about that later). my mom eventually had to take over. thankfully shortly after that, EMTs/fire arrive. at one point my mom counted nine of them, plus the two cops who showed up. they work on him for what i initially thought was like 30 minutes but was more like an hour. they finally get him stable enough to be able to transport him to the nearest hospital with a cath lab and availability.

between here at the house and at the hospital, they'd shocked him at least eight times. he was very unwell. i stayed behind, as did three EMTs. i figured they'd just collect sharps/biohazard stuff and be on their way. i was fully expecting to clean the rest up myself, and to put back all the furniture we'd moved (getting him out of his chair, moving stuff out of the way so it was easier to get him out on the stretcher). but no, they grabbed everything they could, and put the furniture back. i knew, if i were them, i'd have done the same thing and not thought anything of it. but it was just such a small gesture that really got to me and meant so much.

i'd called his sister (N) and my mom's sister (B). so my mom at least had B, N and her husband (R2), and one of their daughters (N2), who is a nurse. (wildly, my mom's niece (B2) is also a nurse and they attempted to call her in to help but she said no, that was her uncle, and obviously was immediately disqualified from the rotation.) he's so unwell that N tells my mom that if she wants to take R off life support, it's her decision and N fully supports her. shortly after, one of the doctors comes out and says R has improved slightly and said he was following instructions. we (doctors + family) had been worried the lack of consistent blood/oxygen flow would have left him with severe brain damage and/or damaged organs/extremities.

my mom (and N2?) go to see him. she talked to him, and he would try to pull out his ETT (breathing) tube. my mom would gently guide his hand down, and tell him no, that it's okay, just try to breathe normally, don't fight it. at that point he got tears in his eyes. eventually, B, N & R2, and N2 made my mom go home to try and get some sort of rest.

saturday, 07/20 at 3:30am, the doctor calls to say R is stable but obviously in v critical condition. they have some sort of pump on him to help his heart, but it's too small for his height/weight, so they want to put a larger one on him. they're going to transfer him to another hospital who has one.

my mom and i manage to get a few hours of sleep. my mom and i talk some in the AM. we have no idea if he's going to get any better. and if he does, we have no idea who he is going to be if he does. i ask if he has a living will, and my mom didn't think so. we talk about how, knowing him, he probably wouldn't want to be kept alive if there'd be no good quality of life. she was thinking she'd tell the doctors not to save him if he codes again. out of curiosity, she goes looking for his will and finds he has a living will (that's like 15 years old so no wonder she forgot), which confirms what we were thinking. that removes any doubt my mom might have had should she do those things. she later felt bad that she'd allowed him to be saved at all at the hospital (the heart pump thing) and i told her what did she think R would have done if it was her. or any other pair of loved ones. immediately go looking for a living will, or follow them to the hospital and ask that they be saved? of course it's going to be the latter.

a doctor calls and talks about wanting to try to get R onto ecmo, so that his heart can have a rest. the right side of his heart was now damaged as well, and the doctor was hoping that if they could do this procedure for at least 3-5 days, his heart might get precious rest and it'll profuse blood through all his body instead of the smaller pump that couldn't fully do that. it would also give them an opportunity to see if there was any organ damage. they might even know sooner than that.

they had to sedate him because he kept trying to pull out the tubes again. given that he was still following instructions and seemed to have heard her the day before, my mom had a hard time trying to decide whether or not to do the procedure and how best to honor his wishes. we decided to go ahead and give this a try. it'll give us answers, and we can go from there. we'd only be keeping him to see if there really is anything TO be kept. my mom tells the doctors if he codes again to withhold life-saving measures.

my mom and B go to see him. i didn't want to see him like that. especially after having to see him like i did the day before, and the trauma i'd experienced (again, more on that later).

my mom and B come home around 3:30pm. obviously, this is not a good sign. i know it has to mean he's gone. they confirm he is. that they tried to get him onto ecmo, but his heart started going crazy. the doctors believed so much that ecmo could help, that they performed some cpr to try and get him onto the machine. after several minutes, they stopped.

as with many deaths, it didn't feel real. he was feeling fine. there were no symptoms that something was wrong. he was just... out, and then there was a sliver of a sliver of hope that i was doing my very best to not think about (though i did have the thought of telling him he owed me, for the cpr, as a joke).

before he died, one of the doctors told my mom that we saved his life. if we hadn't performed cpr, EMTs would have had nothing to work with. that even if he didn't survive this, we gave him the chance TO survive it. this took a huge weight off my shoulders. i literally felt lighter. various people i talked to about it called me amazing. brave. badass. someone even said i was "heroic". that's not how i feel. i'm fucking traumatised. even over a week later. thankfully, i knew, going into cpr, that breaking ribs was a big probability. i'm glad my brain reminded me of that beforehand and not as i did it. i've also since learned usually it's more like separating cartilage from the sternum, but going by the sounds, and the feeling... at least one rib was broken. most likely multiple. also possibly just reinjuring one. it was horrible. i obviously kept going because i know a sore chest is better than being dead. he occasionally gasped for breath, which in the moment was comforting because it meant i was doing it right. but the whole thing will not leave my mind.

cpr is as exhausting as they say it is, but thankfully adrenaline helps with that. i had to stop and let my mom step in. i literally fell over and almost fainted, i was so woozy. i hadn't been paying attention to my own breathing. probably not enough and probably breathing too quickly. i was sore as fuck for about two days.

i called a crisis line that night in order to get help until i could see my psychiatrist. i needed something to help me with the thoughts. immediately after EMTs/fire arrived and took over CPR i literally thought "i hope i don't get ptsd from this" lol.

(i will say, i did get to see a lucas device in action. these are amazing machines that perform chest compressions for the EMTs to free them up to do other important life-saving techniques, as well as save them from the exhaustion. it's also more accurate than a human. seriously, look them up.)

the crisis line gave me the advice of: let the thoughts happen. they're obviously going to. it's me and my brain's way of processing everything. but, to then let them go. i asked what did they mean by this. they said think of something else, distract myself. don't focus on the thoughts or let myself spiral. easier said than done, obviously, but it did give me some sense of control. i couldn't control those thoughts, but i could do my very best to control the next one.

the day R collapsed, five hours before that i'd had a regular appt with my psychiatrist and told her what had happened and that he was doing fine. lol. thankfully, i was able to see her on monday 07/22. then...

that night, around 9:30 my mom called me downstairs to tell me she was feeling dizzy and that her blood pressure kept going up. she'd taken baby aspirin. she had me get her blood pressure medication so she could take it a few hours early. i made her drink some water because she hadn't had very much, and had coffee that morning (which dehydrates you), and figured she was just dehydrated but what with everything that R had gone through, we were both hyper-aware of possible signs, and wanted to be sure. so i took her to the hospital. her EKG came back fine but they did blood work, and some protein or enzyme or whatever that the heart releases when it's stressed (such as in a heart attack) was elevated so they had her hang out in a room for a bit. they tested her for stroke just in case, as well as took her for a CT. her echocardiogram was fine. they decided to admit her, bc while that protein/enzyme was coming down, it was too high for their liking. they scheduled an MRI for the morning. i went home around 1am.

tuesday, 07/23, about 2am she called to tell me they were transferring her to another hospital that had better capabilities in terms of heart health. again, her EKGs came back fine, they did an angiogram and there's no blockages whatsoever. they suspected a slight heart attack from all the stress, but in the end (and after another echocardiogram), they declared her to be fine. broken heart syndrome. the heart was stressed and therefore tight, so they've given her meds to help relax the heart muscles so it can rest. she came home wendesday 07/24.

needless to say, i'm stressed as fuck. my psychiatrist sent in an rx for anxiety meds i hadn't needed in like 7 years. i was doing better until the whole thing with my mom. how the fuck it's been a week since R died i have no idea. thankfully i could take bereavement from work this week, and my boss is giving me monday off as well just to give me an extra day bc the added shit with my mom. i've also asked if i could be assigned to one of our service desks where it's easier to step away than the other two (unless the one has two of us at a time, which doesn't always happen). she's got that set up for me. i also have a follow-up with my psychiatrist on thursday. i was going to ask for leave long enough to meet via telehealth as usual but i forgot there's a staff meeting that day so my shift is scheduled earlier. she's booked our meeting room for me to use, and made sure the desk i'm on has someone else schedule on it at the same time so i can make sure i'm not late.

i'm worried about my own heart. even though my HR has come down while medicated, it was at/over 100bpm for about two days, then around 90 with meds, and then back to 100 with my mom. finally came back down to 90s, and with meds it's been around 80bpm which is at least close to normal. thankfully, when i'm asleep it's in the 60s like it should be. saturday evening it was more around 70s which is so much better. but i am also overweight. my cholesterol is occasionally slightly high, but not high enough for them to be worried at all, and my LDL is generally pretty good. i just worry that my heart is doing the same thing my mom's did. and, of course, worrying about all that does not help my HR.

anyway. i didn't have high opinions of the man, as he was ultraconservative (at least he hated trump...), which is why i've never been able to be out to my parents as queer (not-straight and nonbinary). but he has been in my life since i was 8 (i'm 41 now). i obviously had some love for the man. and i feel bad bc while it hit me that he was probably going to die, now that he's gone it's still just more of a disbelief that he's not going to be around anymore. that he's just. not here anymore.

and, all of that being said, do not let my trauma dissuade you from performing cpr. it's one of the most important life-saving techniques we have. get trained, even if just once. refresh yourself occasionally, keep up with any updates to it. for example, hands-only CPR is trained more now than including mouth to mouth. my two(?) trainings didn't prepare me for the broken ribs thing, they never mentioned it. thankfully, from what people are telling me, it is included in the training now. some training covers the guilt people might have if (when) that happens. but i just wish there was mention that you might need help afterward, especially if you have to perform cpr on someone you know. (the AHA finally recognised this ONLY TWO YEARS AGO.) maybe share some resources to help you. apparently some larger hospitals have support groups for this. also, to talk about it. even if you don't have a professional, just talking about it to people helps. and reduces the chances of ptsd. that these feelings do happen. unless you're in the medical field, your chances of having to perform cpr are very slim. actually saving a life is, unfortunately, even rarer (1 in 10 apparently). but YOU could be that person. you could save someone. you could give someone the opportunity to survive, the possibility of a second chance at life.

while this is a less-than-once-in-a-lifetime situation for a layperson, and i wouldn't wish performing cpr on anyone, PLEASE, attend training at least once and regularly refresh yourself. if you're employed or in school, you might be able to attend a training for free.

trauma aside for a moment. it's fucking wild knowing i saved a life, even though it didn't work out in the end. it's a strange feeling. i've been told i should be proud of myself. maybe i'll get there some day. idk.

[tarttheart]

PRECIOUS LOVE CHAPTER 10: JAMIE TARTT x YOU

summary: you finally make some progress.

word count: 960 words

warnings: language

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chapter 10: to be a better man

It took three days for you to think that maybe you deserved better. It started with Michael pulling you into a big hug when you told him you did not think it was going to work out. He went on to reassure you that there was a long line of fit footballers you could choose from because you were, in his words, “fit as fuck”. Then, the multiple messages from Rebecca and Keeley reminding you that you were brave and amazing. Finally, there were the flowers from the De Bryunes as a little cherry on top with a strongly worded reminder about what a wonderful person you were after you messaged Kevin and Michele a sincere and heartfelt apology for being so unavailable.

So, you decided it was time to properly invest in getting better. You had had enough of a go on your own without professional help and it had gotten you nowhere. Sure, you had travelled heaps around the various regions you had been assigned to while away and done some self-care as you had initially grieved. That had been great but then, hyperfocusing on work thereafter had definitely been counterproductive. While it was great that you finally had some semblance of a social life now, calling it progress was a bit of a stretch given you had been processing for four years albeit somewhat half-heartedly.

Seeing Dr Sharon was hard. There was a lot she had needed to set right in the initial sessions. There were a lot of tears and days spent holed up at home trying to grapple with all that had come to pass. But, as the sessions wore on, you could feel some light coming back into your life and the light at the end of a very long, very dark tunnel.

Slowly, you allowed yourself to be around more things football-related. First, it was Nelson Road for an actual in-person appointment with Dr Sharon. Dr Sharon suggested it and you were not about to shy away from the challenge after making as much progress as you had. Although you had spent the better part of 15 minutes hyperventilating outside before stepping foot into the facility, what mattered was you did. Sessions expanded to having lunch and drinks with Keeley and Rebecca in Rebecca’s office. Sure, part of the reason you had had lunch with Rebecca the first time was because you had heard ruckus in the locker room and seen players streaming out as you had started down the stairs so you had retreated to Rebecca’s office for safety. Yes, it might have been rooted in fear initially but being able to be at Nelson Road was progress in itself.

Then, you started attending games with Rebecca and Keeley. The first time, Richmond were playing Aston Villa away and you happened to be in Birmingham to visit a client. Given the meeting was scheduled for a Friday, you had decided to extend your trip to Sunday to give yourself a little bit of breathing room between train journeys. But, that was where the breathing room ended. The other director had taken to you and decided to make a weekend out of it with you as their unwilling partner (something about a bad breakup and ideal girls’ trip).

You: HELP PLEASE. She was chatting to me from outside the cubicle.

Rebecca: Oh god.

Keeley: don’t hate me babes but

Keeley: what about coming to the game?

You: can I sit in the back and scroll through IG the entire time?

You: you know what, doesn’t matter. She is trying to book us in for costume karaoke. I’m in.

You had originally said you would sit in the back and ignore everything going on but were quickly sucked into the spirit of it all. How could you not? It was an exciting one with Richmond kicking a goal to win it all in the last two minutes of the match. Being in and amongst it all had brought back memories, fond memories of attending Man City matches with the De Bryunes as an extra set of hands for the children. You realised in that moment that football was not as painful a memory as you had thought it would be now. So, when the next opportunity arose to join Rebecca and Keeley in the box, you took it and you remembered that look of pride the two had as they pulled you in for a hug when you had agreed.

Taking the step to actually joining in the team celebrations and being around the team took a little more. You had started making regular appearances around Nelson Road and at matches, enough to spark speculations amongst players about your identity. Did Keeley have a new investor? Maybe Rebecca’s personal lawyer?

Jamie sat in the locker room, overcome by a weird feeling of almost deja vu after catching glimpses of you in the hallways. He always managed to dodge you before you caught sight of him, thanks to the recent agility training he had been keeping up but seeing you stirred something within him nonetheless. He remembered the way you laughed and squealed whenever they won. He remembered the way you always hugged him when he needed it. He remembered how you would give him a thumbs up whenever he looked mad about something and how it made his frustrations disappear if only for a second.

“Oh, that’s who you’re talking about. Guess she must know Keeley and Rebecca too but she’s neither an investor nor a lawyer. She works with Michael,” Colin explained one day.

“Whatever her name is, she seems like a good bottle of Nebbiolo. Elegant, understated, well-liked and very, very good.”

Fuck Richard and his perfect fucking analogy, Jamie thought to himself.

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[moontyuns]

bump in the love;

words count: 4.6k pairing: Soobin x fem!reader (feat. Beomgyu and Yeonjun) genre: fluff warnings: swearing, a few kisses (ig that’s all but if you find smth lmk)

“Y/nnn, pleasee, come to the party this Sunday! It won’t be that good without you” Beomgyu walks beside you, trying to give you his puppy eyes while begging you to come to this stupid party thrown by Yeonjun. “Gyu, I already said to you hundreds of times before, I won’t. I have other plans for this day.” you sighed. You love your friend a lot, but you hate him equally much when he gets this nosy and tries to drag you to another stupid party. “As long as I remember, you don’t have any other plans on Sunday, or studying your ass off is what you count as plans?” he snorted at you, a pout forming on his lips. “Yes, I count study as plans unlike your stupid ass,” you said. “But..y/nn” Beomgyu whined again, and right when you wanted to throw another fit of your annoyance, you bumped into something hard, that seems like someone's spine, luckily not some wall you thought to yourself. The campus corridor you walked through wasn’t that packed but you still managed to bump into someone because of Beomgyu. “Oh..I’m really sorry. It was an accident” you heard your friend’s loud-ass hell laugh in the background. You took a mental note to slap him later. 

The boy you bumped into slowly turned to you, and the confusion on his face was clearly evident. “It’s okay ... um..don't worry about it much” he softly spoke to you. At this moment you decided to lift your head to see his face and that was the moment you completely froze while staring at him and his smooth features. Everyone expects you to say something or do but seems like you have completely forgotten about the world around you. Beomgyu, whose laugh slowly died, takes a look at you, and then at the boy in front of you, he decides that it’s his time to take some action. He pinched your waist, and you jumped from surprise and turned your head to your friend. “What the fuck Beomgyu?” you hissed at him. “Dude, stop staring at the poor boy. Apologize and let’s go, I’m starving as hell” he said. You overcome the desire to roll your eyes and slap your friend. You returned your gaze to the blonde boy, who looked kinda lost at what the hell is going on here. You bowed slightly, murmured a shy apology once again, and stormed forward to get out of the campus as fast as you could. Beomgyu snickered watching your actions, he waved to the blonde boy and tried to catch up with you.

You on the other hand already reached the dining zone on the outside and sat at one of the tables. Beomgyu arrived just a few seconds later. He shuffled through his backpack struggling to find his food in the mess inside. “So? What the hell just happened?” he inquires. You definitely can see that mischievous glint in his eyes, which meant that you won’t ever have the option to escape from his stupid teasings. “Nothing. I just bumped into some random cute guy because of you dumbass.” you darted your gaze to your best friend. “Oh really? And it wasn’t you who ogled his cute face with your eyes, right? Or am I seeing things?” Beomgyu smirked and you wanted to wipe that stupid smirk out of his face. “Yes, you just see things. I didn’t ogle his face. What the hell? I was just..shocked and that’s all. Stop getting on my nerves.” you tried your best to sound as convincingly as possible, even though you knew that you won’t get rid of your dear best friend that easily. “Mhm, shocked. By his handsomeness, right? C’mon Y/n cut this bullshit, you can tell me! I’m your best friend since diapers and I deserve to know.” he gives you his puppy eyes again. “Just eat your fucking lunch, Gyu.” you snorted and returned your gaze to your own food. At that same time, your head was a big mess. You clearly feel something towards this blonde-haired boy. His features were so soft, and his eyes were so big and round from surprise. Also, his lips were so plump and kissable, it would be nice to feel them on yours and taste them. Suddenly realization strikes you like a lightning and you shake your head. What the hell are you thinking about? He is just some random boy from the campus that you accidentally bumped into and you already think of how his lips taste like, you are clearly out of your mind. Beomgyu watched the scene unfold before him and he was 100% sure that you caught a crush on this lanky blonde guy.

(A week later.)

You are heading to Ms.Hwang cabinet, not really pleased to do any favors but for the sake of the good student image, you need to do it. You opened the door and greeted the woman, you didn’t really like her, cause she always gave you the most difficult tasks and questions to work on. Even though you suffer through it all she still finds things she didn’t satisfy with and lowers your grade.

“Oh, hi Y/n, I need your help” she gives you her most innocent smile “Can you please take these papers to Mr. Jeon? He needs them right now, but I have some more important things to do,” she said. And I have a short break and an empty stomach, that’s way more important than the stupid papers of yours; you think in your head. But you nodded and gave her a tight-lipped smile. “Thank you, sweetie” she handed you the papers and lightly patted your shoulder. Once you took the papers you left the room.

There is not much time for you so you should hurry up, the next class is really important for you because you will have a test. Yesterday you prepared through half of the night, trying your best to ignore Beomgyu’s mumblings in sleep. Being not only friends but roommates with him is even tougher sometimes.

You decided to run down the stairs in order to leave at least a few minutes for you to be on time for the test. As you run down, your left leg stepped a bit too far on the step and slips. You closed your eyes inertially, you thought that this is the end for you, and a million thoughts run through your mind. But then you felt someone’s hands grip your waist and now both of you landed on the cold hard floor. You heard this certain someone grunting and opened your eyes slowly just to meet with the sight of the face of that same boy you bumped into a week ago. “Oh shit..I’m so sorry! Are you okay? Does your head hurt?” you definitely panicked and even forgot about the sheets in your hands that spread across the floor around you. The boy under you hissed and opened his eyes too. “My head..It hurts as hell like it will split in half” his hand moved to the back of his head. You are clearly oblivious to the fact that you still sitting on the poor boy and one of his hands is on your waist. “I guess you need to go to the infirmary” you extend your hand to his head, trying to observe it for any injuries. “Well I would go, if only you get off me, please,” he said shoving you off lightly with the hand on your waist. Your face felt hotter and you know that you probably starting to look like a tomato. “Oh! Um..yeah, you're right, yeah, sorry” you quickly get off him, only then noticing that the papers are all around you. Grumbling at the whole situation you started to collect the papers and the boy beside you sit slowly. “Um..I will help you go to the infirmary. I don’t think you will be able to do it on yourself in this state of yours” you offered him a hand, which he uncertainly accept. You helped him to get up, your left hand on his waist with the papers under your right, and one of his hands wrapped around your shoulders for better stability. 

Both of you managed to reach the cabinet without problems. The nurse was nowhere seen so you sat the boy on one of the beds and went to find the ice pack for him. “Are we even allowed to be in here while the nurse is absent?” worry slipped through his voice. You only hummed in the response, finally managing to find what you have looked for. “Here,” you carefully applied the ice pack to the back of his head, “It should help you soothe the pain and prevent the bump,” you said. “Thank you, um…” he glanced at you quickly with a silent question. “Y/n” you understand him easily. “Yeah, Y/n, thank you. I’m Soobin by the way” he lightly smiled at you. But this sweet moment was meant to be broken by the sound of your phone ringing. You check the screen for the caller’s ID which happens to be Beomgyu, “Y/n where the hell are you?! The class will start in a few minutes and so the test you studied your ass off yesterday.” Shit. The test. You thought to yourself and the papers that you still need to give to Mr. Jeon. “I will be in a few. Make some excuse please, I have faith in you bestie” you hung up and glanced at the boy before you. “I’m sorry but I should go. It was nice to meet you Soobin, see you around!” You shouted the last words running out of the room.

You were late for ten minutes and got scolded by the professor but he still let you in class and started the test. He warned you that he won’t give you any additional time. “Where have you been Y/n?” Gyu whispered as you sat beside him. “Shush Gyu, I will tell you later” you whispered back.

Later that day, when the classes ended Beomgyu stuck to you as gum in your hair. You did your best to hold the silence until both of you got to your apartment. As you entered the apartment and sit on the sofa Beomgyu, who was silent all the way, began to bombard you with questions. “Y/nn, tell me, what could have happened that you even forgot about this important test?” he was really curious about this thing. So you told him everything from the point where Ms. Hwang gives you this task with the papers to the moment when you slipped on the stairs and went to the infirmary with Soobin. “Wow, are we living in some stupid rom-com movie?” he snickered, “Was it nice to sit on top of him, hm?” he wiggle his brows watching you getting more flustered at his question, you smacked his shoulder “Shut up, Gyu!�� you turned your face away from him. “So, I was right?” he smirked and you rolled your eyes at him “Nope. That’s not the case Gyu. Besides..Now I know his name at least. It’s a cute one” you giggled, remembering the moment you two introduced yourselves to each other. “Oh, girl..you down for him deeply. But what is his name?” Beomgyu asked. “Soobin.” you like how it nicely rolled on your tongue. “Soobin? Wait...I guess he is one of Yeonjun’s friends” he frowned trying to remember if his guess is right. “And this fact can help us a lot” he smirked, something clearly comes up in his head. “What do you mean how this can help us?” you asked him not understanding where it all goes. “Do you wanna go on a date?” he answered with a counter-question. “What? No way, I’m not gonna go on a date with you,” you said frowning. “Not with me you silly. On a date with Soobin of course. I have a plan, how we can set you up on a date with him and I guess it’s perfect!” Beomgyu said and you swear you can see sparks in his eyes. “I have a bad feeling about it, but give me details” you lowkey doubt his plan works out, but still want to know what your friend comes up with. “Okay! I’m gonna ask Yeonjun for his help with this. He can ask Soobin to hang out with him in some cafe or whatever, but instead of Yeonjun, you will show up, and basically, you have a date with your crush. How does it sound, hm? You should be proud to have that smart best friend” Beomgyu was full of self-complacency. “I’m not sure if we can call it a foolproof plan” you sigh and lay your head on the cushions of the sofa. “Do you have any other ideas then? You know you should try at least, what if it works and you will finally have yourself a man of a dream? Just trust the process, baby” Beomgyu patted you on your shoulder and smiled at you encouragingly. If you think about it, you definitely don’t have any other ideas of how to get this pretty boy, so maybe the plan your best friend suggested will let you have a chance. So you nodded to the boy and returned the smile, letting him know that you were in.

The next day you meet Yeonjun at the cafeteria of your university and tell him about everything; how you bumped into a cute boy a week ago, how you caught a crush on him, and the plan Beomgyu came up with. You thought that Yeonjun won’t help you with this, at least because he barely knows you, so there is no point to help you with something like this, but since you are Beomgyu’s friend he agreed instantly. The first part of the plan is on Yeonjun, you should wait until he will find out the day Soobin would be free to hang out and then let you know about it. 

During these few days of waiting for any information from Yeonjun you felt so nervous, you were still kinda scared of what could happen on this “date”. What if Soobin will get mad at you when he sees you, what if he will get mad at Yeonjun too for lying to him? If the worst scenario happens you definitely won’t be able to have him around even as a friend.

Finally, Beomgyu brought good news to you. Soobin will be free next Friday after his classes end. He and Yeonjun agreed to meet at 7 pm. You were so glad that you didn't have any plans that day and are able to take some time to prepare yourself for this so-called date.

The d-day comes really quickly, you return from your classes a bit earlier than your friend and you decide to not waste your time and start the preparation by figuring out the outfit you gonna wear. This was the hardest part for you, cause you want to wear something really cute and sweet that will match the date vibe but at the same time, you wanna wear something comfortable because it is quite cold outside and you don’t want to freeze to death in some cute dress. As you try on different clothes to see if they fit your taste a black-haired head poked through your door “Hi, cutie, what are you doing here?” Beomgyu’s curious eyes wandered around the room. “Hi, Gyu, I’m trying to find something to wear for the evening, but I’m not sure of my choice. What do you think?” you showed him some of the variants. “Hmm… you know, that you shouldn’t dress up for it, right? I guess it will be really awkward if you show up all dolled up and he will be in his comfortable clothes because he expected it to be the hang out with his friend. You should wear something casual, like that sweater of yours that we bought together last winter, and those black jeans and call it a day. Whatever you wear you still will be the prettiest Y/n, you know it.” he smiled at you. Beomgyu has been your closest friend for as long as you remember and even though most of the time he is in his dorky attitude he is still your most supportive person in situations when you need it the most. “Gyu..thank you for your help” you came to hug him lightly. “Anything for you. I swear you won’t be able to exist in this world without me” and there his perky demeanor came back. “Shut up, we both know that it’s you who won’t be able to exist without me” you pinched his waist, and both of you laughed. “Get out of my room, I need to change.” you pushed him out of the room.

After a while, you change into the clothes Beomgyu suggests you wear and apply makeup to finish your look. You decided to first show off your appearance to Beomgyu who watched a movie in the living room. 

“So..do I look fine?” you appeared in front of him. “My gosh..Y/n you look gorgeous, I might cry for real” he made a crying face. You rolled your eyes at his antics “Gyu, I’ll punch you in the face. Be serious please, can you?” you said. “But I mean it! You really do look gorgeous! Soobin will be knocked out by your handsomeness” he shows you thumbs up and you chuckled “Nope, we don’t need any knockouts or anything” you shake your head laughing. You head to the corridor to wear the coat and take the purse. “I’m leaving! See you later and wish me luck please!” you shouted through the apartment. “Good luck bestie, go get that man!” Beomgyu shouted back, you smiled and leave the apartment.

You stood in front of the cafe Yeonjun agreed to meet up with Soobin, you made a few deep inhales and crossed your fingers to get your confidence up. Upon entering the cafe you wandered your eyes around the room to find that sweet boy with adorable dimples on his cheeks. You found him sitting in the far corner of the place so you confidently went to his seat. 

Soobin was scrolling through his phone so he didn’t notice your presence at first until you greeted him. “Soobin..Hi!” as you approached him your confidence faded away and the nervousness built up inside you. The boy snapped his head up, his eyes rounded even more when he saw you “Hi? What are you doing here?” he was clearly confused, he thought that you met him here by accident, but why are you standing beside the seat on the other side of the table like you are actually gonna take it? “Well..I’m here to meet up with you. Surprise, I guess?” your fingers fidget with the purse handle anxiously. “I don’t get it, I’m waiting for Yeonjun to come, he asked me to hang out with him today at this place at 7” Soobin frowned trying to comprehend the words you said a few seconds ago. You sighed and slowly sat on the seat in front of him, cause you were tired of standing and it was strange. “I mean what I mean Soobin. I wanted to meet you but I don’t know how to arrange it as I don’t know your schedule and your faculty, and by pure accident, I learned that you are Yeonjun’s friend so I asked him for help. I’m sorry if you're upset and don’t want me here, but please don’t be mad at Yeonjun, okay? It was my idea and he just helped me here.” you blurted out and closed your eyes, expecting Soobin to get mad at you or simply get out of the cafe, but you didn’t hear anything. You squint one of the eyes open to see what he's up to but seems like he didn’t plan to do any of it. Instead, Soobin’s cheeks turned a pink shade and he shyly smiled at you. “You want to meet me? That’s unexpected..but if so, I would be glad to spend this time with you” his eyes diverted from you sheepishly. “Oh thank God you aren’t mad at me. I would be glad to spend this evening with you too Soobinie” you smiled softly at him.

Time goes by and you naturally get comfortable around each other. You discussed a bunch of different topics while you sat in the cafe and got to know each other more. Your inner feeling signals you that he was definitely your soulmate and your energies match so well. Soobin suggests you leave the cafe and take a walk to the park nearby “Y/n, would you mind going to the park nearby? Christmas is getting closer so it’s decorated prettily with lots of garlands and everything, it should look amazing at night.” he looks you in the eyes waiting for your response. “Yeah, sure! It should be really beautiful, I like garlands, they're so pretty.” you smiled, and nodded to him thankfully when he opened the door for you. 

It was pretty much cold outside, you forgot to take your gloves and your pockets didn’t help much to warm up your hands. Soobin noticed your shuffling but didn’t accentuate attention on it, instead, he took one of your hands in his and shoved both of them into his pocket. To say you were shocked by his actions is an understatement, but you tried your best to make it less obvious and Soobin just smiled shyly and turned his head to the side. “Hey, Y/n look how pretty!” he drew your attention to the side where he turned his head just a few seconds ago. There is a beautiful installation with a decent amount of garlands of warm colors. “Wow!! I love it! Soobin, Soobin can you please take a photo of me here?” you tugged him by the hand towards it. The boy only smiled and nodded to you, his eyes observing your figure before him, his mind full of different thoughts but the main one is that you really are adorable and he wants to get closer to you. 

“Okay, where do you wanna take a photo?” he asked you while getting his phone out of his pocket. “Hmmm..let me think. I guess this should be a good place!” you guided him on what angle you want him to take it. After fifteen or maybe thirteen times, you get back to him to check on the result and it satisfied you a lot, no one besides Gyu could make great pics for you. “Soobin! All of them look amazing, I don’t know which one I should choose for my socials” you chuckled lightly, “Do you want me to take pics of you? Come on, I’m good at this” you said with confidence sipped through your voice, but Soobin declined your offer. “Well..let’s do a selfie at least, hm?” your eyes sparked and Soobin can’t understand if it was from the garlands around or from your pure enjoyment. “Fine, but I’m not really photogenic and-” he failed to finish the sentence as you interrupted him with loud “What a bullshit! Oh..uh..sorry! I mean you are the epitome of handsomeness and I forbid you to say such things” you frowned, cute pout visible on your lips, poor boy could hardly resist the desire to kiss that sweet lips of yours. 

You drew him closer to you by the elbow and extended the other hand with the phone to capture both of you, but of course, you can’t capture your figures in one frame due to you being shorter than the boy beside you. You struggled a lot until Soobin laughed at your attempts and snitched the phone out of your hand “Let me do this, I guess I have a slight advantage here” he smirked and you pouted again and sigh, knowing that he was right. You lean your head closer to his arm and Soobin tilts his head to your side as well. You took a few pictures and captured that sweet moment of your first so-called date.

“It’s getting late, I think we should go home,” Soobin said these words and felt how his heart clenched, he didn’t want this day to end so soon and so do you. “Yeah, you're right” you smiled but sadly, you want to spend a little more time with him. The idea appeared in Soobin’s head and he immediately voiced it “Let me walk you home” his eyes shined with hope to hear your positive response. When you heard his offer your heart started beating faster, and you thanked the universe millions of times for hearing your pleas. You nodded eagerly “It would be really nice! Let’s go.”

The walk to your apartment complex was mostly silent, sometimes you discussed the surroundings but aside it was silent. This silence wasn’t uncomfortable, rather both of you enjoyed the walk hand in hand and kept replaying the evening in your heads. When you reached the complex you stopped before the entrance and turned to Soobin taking his other hand in yours so now you are holding both of his hands in yours. “Thank you for today, Soobin. I was scared on my way to the cafe, I thought you will get mad at me and hate me and then I will never get a chance with you. Thankfully you agreed to spend this evening with me and it was amazing, I’ve never been on a better date than this one” only when you voiced the sentence you realized that you call it a “date”. “Uh..well I mean..It could be a friendly date and you know” you weren’t able to finish it cause Soobin engulfed you in a hug. You felt his hands gently wrapped around your small figure and his nose nuzzled into the crown of your head. “Let it be a date please, I would like to call it a date. I was prepared to meet with Yeonjun today and never in my life had I thought that you would show up instead of him and we get to spend a day together. I just thought you were a random girl who bumped into me, even though I felt something in my chest I prefer to not focus on it because I thought that I will never meet you again but here you are” he chuckled into your hair “Thank you for today Y/n, I like it a lot” he slowly moved back to look into your eyes. You saw his cute dimples and can’t resist the urge to plant a kiss on one of them. You stood on tiptoes and quickly pecked the left dimple and when you leaned back you met with Soobin’s surprised face that made you snicker. So you did this again but to the other one, you smirked in contentment when you moved back and freed yourself from the tall boy’s hold. You walked with your back facing the entrance and your face smiling to Soobin, you waved your hand and sent him a flying kiss “See you soon, Binnie!” as you said that you quickly went to the complex smiling like some idiot. 

You can’t believe this but Beomgyu’s plan worked and it seems like you will soon have a boyfriend and get yourself that man of your dreams. You rush to your apartment, excitement overflowing inside and you plan to hug your friend tightly to show him your gratefulness and tell him everything about this evening while you sit on your favorite couch.

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[qsmp-a1-updates]

Alright so yep there's interest both here and in the Discord server to adopt a second egg, so I'm gonna send this post now cause otherwise I'd have to wait a while to make it. 1st: Please wait until Sunday to draw Hope for the tasks or events, because (spoiler alert ig) next week's event will be about us finding and adopting Hope. They're going to join our family in four days, assuming we don't get some big reveal between now and then that A1 is actually Hope or something.

2nd: Hope will be getting their own name list and I will add an extra description on how tasks will work. A quick summary though - you're allowed but not required to include both eggs in a task and it'll count for whoever you put in your submission. Don't make yourself draw both if you don't want to, we have plenty of people so they should both be fine.

3rd: I haven't decided if I'm going to be changing tags and usernames or not. There would be nearly 200 posts to reorganize if I changed everything to not include A1 in the name, so I may just keep with the "a1 adoption project" as A1 started this whole thing. I will however start making additional tags for Hope, and may change some tags that I use less often.

4th: When it was just A1, headcanons and interpretations of their personality was somewhat varied, but now that there's two, I'd like to put together a post soon of a general personality description for each of them. I've started talking with the people in the discord about it already, and will be making that post in the next few days, definitely before Sunday when we adopt them.

[sometimesimbored]

Day Six

Happy Sunday! (if you live where I do lol) thanks to all 22 of you are hanging out with me and doing these! they're a lot of fun to think of and I'm glad you're all having a good time answering them!

~soft edition~

whats your go-to comfort movie?

what's your favorite comfort food?

what do you like to do to cheer yourself up?

say three nice things about your appearance

say three nice things about your personality

say three nice things about your intelligence

what brings you peace?

what is a great personal, handmade gift that someone could make you?

what reminds you of home? (it could be your physcial house, but it could also be the feeling of home)

tag someone who makes you smile :)

Wow that’s a lot of questions

My go to comfort movie is definitely spirited away

It’s also my favourite movie

I watch it a lot but mostly if I can’t wear my glasses cuz I’ve got the movie basically memorised so I don’t actually have to see to watch it

My comfort food is probably dumplings in spicy soup or congee

I read in my room with some music or I watch a movie or something to cheer myself up

Three things about my appearance

- I have dark brown hair (so dark like most of my fucking friends thought it was black???)

- Blue glasses

- Two moles near my eye

Ok!! Three things about my personality

- Im chatty. Like don’t stfu chatty especially about things I like

Crap I’m running out of things to say

- No matter how bad a joke is I will laugh so hard I’ll start crying at it

- I’m hilarious

Three things about my intelligence!!

- idk if this counts but I go to an all boys grammar school so ig that says smth about my intelligence

- I’m good at sciences and English

- I’m good at maths too (sometimes)

My cat and my friends bring me peace

Personal handmade gift? Ig those bracelets that you use thread with

They’re hard to make so it would mean a lot

What reminds me of home? This is gonna sound odd but at the edge of the neighbourhood I live in there’s a sign that’s really old so whatever was professional printed on it is long gone and the only thing on it is just big red writing that says ‘Drive Safely’ and that reminds me of home

@burnt-tortellini you’re a little shit most of the time but ig you make me smile

When I laugh at you

[legallysoup]

22.10.23 - sunday, dimanche, søndag 10/31 days of the studyblr community challenge

lots of language learning today! i promoted in duolingo leagues and im getting whiplash from it ngl.

things i did today:

🌼finished my economics (vocab, etc). i did it kinda badly but ill just edit it later i guess 🌼more french (food revision ig) 🌼a very small amount of minerals research

things i will try to do tomorrow:

🍃more of my minerals research 🍃finish more than 50% of my french vocab 🍃edit my economics (its terrible i just cbb tbh)

things i did for me today: 🌧️went for a run (there was rain!! i love rain <3) 🌧️just chilled again today tbh 🌧️washed my hair (idk if this counts as self care but who cares)

day ten: what is the one thing you wished you could change about studyblr?

to be honest i don't really know, i haven't spent enough time here (just over a week ;-;) to properly say, but i reckon the main thing is probably just the STUDY TILL YOU DIE mentality some people give off. like yes that is great but where is the 'i support you even though you take an unconventional route'? where is the 'i think you can do it, even if no one else has. being first is hardest, and that makes you the best in your own way's? we're a community reason. but other than that this was hard because i love studyblr a lot! love you guys <33

today has a bit more ✨slay✨ ykwim. its interesting picking pictures because my blog is chaos and has no theme but what i might just end up matching my notion layout (i love my notion sm) and its green and cream yup.

bonus round: things i might do to my acc for the aesthetic

✨choose a theme for now or smth revamp later girlie ✨tag and sort my posts ✨write an intro with said tags ✨just be aesthetic yass queen slay

go drink some water lovelies! have a great day/night/whatever time it is for you <33

[annika-f16]

The first time we see Kika 'copying' Alex is in December of 2023, when she wears the iconic Alexandra Monaco Meshki dress. Kika wears the black version and posts a tiktok on Christamas

This I don't count as copying because Meshki could have just sent her the dress in a PR package. However, most of the comments on that tiktok talk about how she is wearing the 'Alex dress'. I believe Kika was the first wag after Alex to wear Meshki to the paddock, in Silverstone 2023 but I can't remember for sure.

The time people notice Kika 'copying' Alex is in mid 2024 when Kika posts a tiktok wearing a House of Cb dress, the Carmen dress that ironically, Alex wore to Wimbledon 2023. Keep in mind that Kika and Pierre joined Charles and Alex in Wimbledon that year, so Kika def knows that Alex had the dress. It's also the second dress that Alex wore that went viral.

Alex wore the dress in the Rose Print, Kika in blush. Now again, this could be a coincidence considering House of CB is a big brand.

This is where I actually belived that Kika started copying Alex. After Charles and Alex adopt Leo and Leo begins to gain fame thus giving Alex a lot of attention, Kika starts acting weird on social media. Before that, she used to like Alex's posts fairly often and even commented on some, after Alex starts getting wayy more popular than her, she starts ignoring her on social media.

A month after Leo is adopted, Kika starts posting on her IG story about wanting a dog and all the gossip pages joke about Kika wanting to copy Alex. The thing is, Kika keeps on posting about wanting a dog and during that time, the Miami GP rolls around. It's Alex's first time back in the paddock for 2024 and photographers go wild. Hundreds of pictures of her are released that weekend and the two outfits that she wears goes semi viral. On Quali, Alex wears a denim on denim look and is praised for it, and on Shelby's blog, we joked that Kika and Kelly would copy Alex and wear a denim on denim look to the next GP. Turns out, Kika wears a denim on denim Meshki set on Sunday💀. People on gossip sites go wild because Kika as well as Kelly both wear similar style outfits and it looks like they essentially copied Alex.

This strikes a series of events where Kika subtly copies something Alex does. I can't remember all the instances, but they were sent to Steppy's blog as soon as it happens.

When Kika and Pierre adopt Simba, on the first post introducing Simba there are a ton of comments accusing Kika of seeing the fame Alex and Leo got and was trying to recreate ot with Simba.

An anon asked for this to be added, "I noticed Kika also used the brand Misha after Alex wore it"

I'll edit and add more things to this later, but this is the rough draft since some anons in my inbox are impatient af.

[stardustsunny]

Bump in the love;

Words count: 4.6k Pairing: Soobin x fem!reader (feat. Beomgyu and Yeonjun) Genre: fluff Warnings: swearing, a few kisses (ig that’s all but if you find smth lmk)

a/n: happy soobinie day! I was in so much of a rush to finish it as soon as i can, so here it is! I really enjoyed writing this work so please consider leaving feedback, this will help me a lot <3

“Y/nnn, pleasee, come to the party this Sunday! It won’t be that good without you” Beomgyu walks beside you, trying to give you his puppy eyes while begging you to come to this stupid party thrown by Yeonjun. “Gyu, I already said to you hundreds of times before, I won’t. I have other plans for this day.” you sighed. You love your friend a lot, but you hate him equally much when he gets this nosy and tries to drag you to another stupid party. “As long as I remember, you don’t have any other plans on Sunday, or studying your ass off is what you count as plans?” he snorted at you, a pout forming on his lips. “Yes, I count study as plans unlike your stupid ass,” you said. “But..y/nn” Beomgyu whined again, and right when you wanted to throw another fit of your annoyance, you bumped into something hard, that seems like someone's spine, luckily not some wall you thought to yourself. The campus corridor you walked through wasn’t that packed but you still managed to bump into someone because of Beomgyu. “Oh..I’m really sorry. It was an accident” you heard your friend’s loud-ass hell laugh in the background. You took a mental note to slap him later. 

The boy you bumped into slowly turned to you, and the confusion on his face was clearly evident. “It’s okay ... um..don't worry about it much” he softly spoke to you. At this moment you decided to lift your head to see his face and that was the moment you completely froze while staring at him and his smooth features. Everyone expects you to say something or do but seems like you have completely forgotten about the world around you. Beomgyu, whose laugh slowly died, takes a look at you, and then at the boy in front of you, he decides that it’s his time to take some action. He pinched your waist, and you jumped from surprise and turned your head to your friend. “What the fuck Beomgyu?” you hissed at him. “Dude, stop staring at the poor boy. Apologize and let’s go, I’m starving as hell” he said. You overcome the desire to roll your eyes and slap your friend. You returned your gaze to the blonde boy, who looked kinda lost at what the hell is going on here. You bowed slightly, murmured a shy apology once again, and stormed forward to get out of the campus as fast as you could. Beomgyu snickered watching your actions, he waved to the blonde boy and tried to catch up with you.

You on the other hand already reached the dining zone on the outside and sat at one of the tables. Beomgyu arrived just a few seconds later. He shuffled through his backpack struggling to find his food in the mess inside. “So? What the hell just happened?” he inquires. You definitely can see that mischievous glint in his eyes, which meant that you won’t ever have the option to escape from his stupid teasings. “Nothing. I just bumped into some random cute guy because of you dumbass.” you darted your gaze to your best friend. “Oh really? And it wasn’t you who ogled his cute face with your eyes, right? Or am I seeing things?” Beomgyu smirked and you wanted to wipe that stupid smirk out of his face. “Yes, you just see things. I didn’t ogle his face. What the hell? I was just..shocked and that’s all. Stop getting on my nerves.” you tried your best to sound as convincingly as possible, even though you knew that you won’t get rid of your dear best friend that easily. “Mhm, shocked. By his handsomeness, right? C’mon Y/n cut this bullshit, you can tell me! I’m your best friend since diapers and I deserve to know.” he gives you his puppy eyes again. “Just eat your fucking lunch, Gyu.” you snorted and returned your gaze to your own food. At that same time, your head was a big mess. You clearly feel something towards this blonde-haired boy. His features were so soft, and his eyes were so big and round from surprise. Also, his lips were so plump and kissable, it would be nice to feel them on yours and taste them. Suddenly realization strikes you like a lightning and you shake your head. What the hell are you thinking about? He is just some random boy from the campus that you accidentally bumped into and you already think of how his lips taste like, you are clearly out of your mind. Beomgyu watched the scene unfold before him and he was 100% sure that you caught a crush on this lanky blonde guy.

(A week later.)

You are heading to Ms.Hwang cabinet, not really pleased to do any favors but for the sake of the good student image, you need to do it. You opened the door and greeted the woman, you didn’t really like her, cause she always gave you the most difficult tasks and questions to work on. Even though you suffer through it all she still finds things she didn’t satisfy with and lowers your grade.

“Oh, hi Y/n, I need your help” she gives you her most innocent smile “Can you please take these papers to Mr. Jeon? He needs them right now, but I have some more important things to do,” she said. And I have a short break and an empty stomach, that’s way more important than the stupid papers of yours; you think in your head. But you nodded and gave her a tight-lipped smile. “Thank you, sweetie” she handed you the papers and lightly patted your shoulder. Once you took the papers you left the room.

There is not much time for you so you should hurry up, the next class is really important for you because you will have a test. Yesterday you prepared through half of the night, trying your best to ignore Beomgyu’s mumblings in sleep. Being not only friends but roommates with him is even tougher sometimes.

You decided to run down the stairs in order to leave at least a few minutes for you to be on time for the test. As you run down, your left leg stepped a bit too far on the step and slips. You closed your eyes inertially, you thought that this is the end for you, and a million thoughts run through your mind. But then you felt someone’s hands grip your waist and now both of you landed on the cold hard floor. You heard this certain someone grunting and opened your eyes slowly just to meet with the sight of the face of that same boy you bumped into a week ago. “Oh shit..I’m so sorry! Are you okay? Does your head hurt?” you definitely panicked and even forgot about the sheets in your hands that spread across the floor around you. The boy under you hissed and opened his eyes too. “My head..It hurts as hell like it will split in half” his hand moved to the back of his head. You are clearly oblivious to the fact that you still sitting on the poor boy and one of his hands is on your waist. “I guess you need to go to the infirmary” you extend your hand to his head, trying to observe it for any injuries. “Well I would go, if only you get off me, please,” he said shoving you off lightly with the hand on your waist. Your face felt hotter and you know that you probably starting to look like a tomato. “Oh! Um..yeah, you're right, yeah, sorry” you quickly get off him, only then noticing that the papers are all around you. Grumbling at the whole situation you started to collect the papers and the boy beside you sit slowly. “Um..I will help you go to the infirmary. I don’t think you will be able to do it on yourself in this state of yours” you offered him a hand, which he uncertainly accept. You helped him to get up, your left hand on his waist with the papers under your right, and one of his hands wrapped around your shoulders for better stability. 

Both of you managed to reach the cabinet without problems. The nurse was nowhere seen so you sat the boy on one of the beds and went to find the ice pack for him. “Are we even allowed to be in here while the nurse is absent?” worry slipped through his voice. You only hummed in the response, finally managing to find what you have looked for. “Here,” you carefully applied the ice pack to the back of his head, “It should help you soothe the pain and prevent the bump,” you said. “Thank you, um…” he glanced at you quickly with a silent question. “Y/n” you understand him easily. “Yeah, Y/n, thank you. I’m Soobin by the way” he lightly smiled at you. But this sweet moment was meant to be broken by the sound of your phone ringing. You check the screen for the caller’s ID which happens to be Beomgyu, “Y/n where the hell are you?! The class will start in a few minutes and so the test you studied your ass off yesterday.” Shit. The test. You thought to yourself and the papers that you still need to give to Mr. Jeon. “I will be in a few. Make some excuse please, I have faith in you bestie” you hung up and glanced at the boy before you. “I’m sorry but I should go. It was nice to meet you Soobin, see you around!” You shouted the last words running out of the room.

You were late for ten minutes and got scolded by the professor but he still let you in class and started the test. He warned you that he won’t give you any additional time. “Where have you been Y/n?” Gyu whispered as you sat beside him. “Shush Gyu, I will tell you later” you whispered back.

Later that day, when the classes ended Beomgyu stuck to you as gum in your hair. You did your best to hold the silence until both of you got to your apartment. As you entered the apartment and sit on the sofa Beomgyu, who was silent all the way, began to bombard you with questions. “Y/nn, tell me, what could have happened that you even forgot about this important test?” he was really curious about this thing. So you told him everything from the point where Ms. Hwang gives you this task with the papers to the moment when you slipped on the stairs and went to the infirmary with Soobin. “Wow, are we living in some stupid rom-com movie?” he snickered, “Was it nice to sit on top of him, hm?” he wiggle his brows watching you getting more flustered at his question, you smacked his shoulder “Shut up, Gyu!” you turned your face away from him. “So, I was right?” he smirked and you rolled your eyes at him “Nope. That’s not the case Gyu. Besides..Now I know his name at least. It’s a cute one” you giggled, remembering the moment you two introduced yourselves to each other. “Oh, girl..you down for him deeply. But what is his name?” Beomgyu asked. “Soobin.” you like how it nicely rolled on your tongue. “Soobin? Wait...I guess he is one of Yeonjun’s friends” he frowned trying to remember if his guess is right. “And this fact can help us a lot” he smirked, something clearly comes up in his head. “What do you mean how this can help us?” you asked him not understanding where it all goes. “Do you wanna go on a date?” he answered with a counter-question. “What? No way, I’m not gonna go on a date with you,” you said frowning. “Not with me you silly. On a date with Soobin of course. I have a plan, how we can set you up on a date with him and I guess it’s perfect!” Beomgyu said and you swear you can see sparks in his eyes. “I have a bad feeling about it, but give me details” you lowkey doubt his plan works out, but still want to know what your friend comes up with. “Okay! I’m gonna ask Yeonjun for his help with this. He can ask Soobin to hang out with him in some cafe or whatever, but instead of Yeonjun, you will show up, and basically, you have a date with your crush. How does it sound, hm? You should be proud to have that smart best friend” Beomgyu was full of self-complacency. “I’m not sure if we can call it a foolproof plan” you sigh and lay your head on the cushions of the sofa. “Do you have any other ideas then? You know you should try at least, what if it works and you will finally have yourself a man of a dream? Just trust the process, baby” Beomgyu patted you on your shoulder and smiled at you encouragingly. If you think about it, you definitely don’t have any other ideas of how to get this pretty boy, so maybe the plan your best friend suggested will let you have a chance. So you nodded to the boy and returned the smile, letting him know that you were in.

The next day you meet Yeonjun at the cafeteria of your university and tell him about everything; how you bumped into a cute boy a week ago, how you caught a crush on him, and the plan Beomgyu came up with. You thought that Yeonjun won’t help you with this, at least because he barely knows you, so there is no point to help you with something like this, but since you are Beomgyu’s friend he agreed instantly. The first part of the plan is on Yeonjun, you should wait until he will find out the day Soobin would be free to hang out and then let you know about it. 

During these few days of waiting for any information from Yeonjun you felt so nervous, you were still kinda scared of what could happen on this “date”. What if Soobin will get mad at you when he sees you, what if he will get mad at Yeonjun too for lying to him? If the worst scenario happens you definitely won’t be able to have him around even as a friend.

Finally, Beomgyu brought good news to you. Soobin will be free next Friday after his classes end. He and Yeonjun agreed to meet at 7 pm. You were so glad that you didn't have any plans that day and are able to take some time to prepare yourself for this so-called date.

The d-day comes really quickly, you return from your classes a bit earlier than your friend and you decide to not waste your time and start the preparation by figuring out the outfit you gonna wear. This was the hardest part for you, cause you want to wear something really cute and sweet that will match the date vibe but at the same time, you wanna wear something comfortable because it is quite cold outside and you don’t want to freeze to death in some cute dress. As you try on different clothes to see if they fit your taste a black-haired head poked through your door “Hi, cutie, what are you doing here?” Beomgyu’s curious eyes wandered around the room. “Hi, Gyu, I’m trying to find something to wear for the evening, but I’m not sure of my choice. What do you think?” you showed him some of the variants. “Hmm… you know, that you shouldn’t dress up for it, right? I guess it will be really awkward if you show up all dolled up and he will be in his comfortable clothes because he expected it to be the hang out with his friend. You should wear something casual, like that sweater of yours that we bought together last winter, and those black jeans and call it a day. Whatever you wear you still will be the prettiest Y/n, you know it.” he smiled at you. Beomgyu has been your closest friend for as long as you remember and even though most of the time he is in his dorky attitude he is still your most supportive person in situations when you need it the most. “Gyu..thank you for your help” you came to hug him lightly. “Anything for you. I swear you won’t be able to exist in this world without me” and there his perky demeanor came back. “Shut up, we both know that it’s you who won’t be able to exist without me” you pinched his waist, and both of you laughed. “Get out of my room, I need to change.” you pushed him out of the room.

After a while, you change into the clothes Beomgyu suggests you wear and apply makeup to finish your look. You decided to first show off your appearance to Beomgyu who watched a movie in the living room. 

“So..do I look fine?” you appeared in front of him. “My gosh..Y/n you look gorgeous, I might cry for real” he made a crying face. You rolled your eyes at his antics “Gyu, I’ll punch you in the face. Be serious please, can you?” you said. “But I mean it! You really do look gorgeous! Soobin will be knocked out by your handsomeness” he shows you thumbs up and you chuckled “Nope, we don’t need any knockouts or anything” you shake your head laughing. You head to the corridor to wear the coat and take the purse. “I’m leaving! See you later and wish me luck please!” you shouted through the apartment. “Good luck bestie, go get that man!” Beomgyu shouted back, you smiled and leave the apartment.

You stood in front of the cafe Yeonjun agreed to meet up with Soobin, you made a few deep inhales and crossed your fingers to get your confidence up. Upon entering the cafe you wandered your eyes around the room to find that sweet boy with adorable dimples on his cheeks. You found him sitting in the far corner of the place so you confidently went to his seat. 

Soobin was scrolling through his phone so he didn’t notice your presence at first until you greeted him. “Soobin..Hi!” as you approached him your confidence faded away and the nervousness built up inside you. The boy snapped his head up, his eyes rounded even more when he saw you “Hi? What are you doing here?” he was clearly confused, he thought that you met him here by accident, but why are you standing beside the seat on the other side of the table like you are actually gonna take it? “Well..I’m here to meet up with you. Surprise, I guess?” your fingers fidget with the purse handle anxiously. “I don’t get it, I’m waiting for Yeonjun to come, he asked me to hang out with him today at this place at 7” Soobin frowned trying to comprehend the words you said a few seconds ago. You sighed and slowly sat on the seat in front of him, cause you were tired of standing and it was strange. “I mean what I mean Soobin. I wanted to meet you but I don’t know how to arrange it as I don’t know your schedule and your faculty, and by pure accident, I learned that you are Yeonjun’s friend so I asked him for help. I’m sorry if you're upset and don’t want me here, but please don’t be mad at Yeonjun, okay? It was my idea and he just helped me here.” you blurted out and closed your eyes, expecting Soobin to get mad at you or simply get out of the cafe, but you didn’t hear anything. You squint one of the eyes open to see what he's up to but seems like he didn’t plan to do any of it. Instead, Soobin’s cheeks turned a pink shade and he shyly smiled at you. “You want to meet me? That’s unexpected..but if so, I would be glad to spend this time with you” his eyes diverted from you sheepishly. “Oh thank God you aren’t mad at me. I would be glad to spend this evening with you too Soobinie” you smiled softly at him.

Time goes by and you naturally get comfortable around each other. You discussed a bunch of different topics while you sat in the cafe and got to know each other more. Your inner feeling signals you that he was definitely your soulmate and your energies match so well. Soobin suggests you leave the cafe and take a walk to the park nearby “Y/n, would you mind going to the park nearby? Christmas is getting closer so it’s decorated prettily with lots of garlands and everything, it should look amazing at night.” he looks you in the eyes waiting for your response. “Yeah, sure! It should be really beautiful, I like garlands, they're so pretty.” you smiled, and nodded to him thankfully when he opened the door for you. 

It was pretty much cold outside, you forgot to take your gloves and your pockets didn’t help much to warm up your hands. Soobin noticed your shuffling but didn’t accentuate attention on it, instead, he took one of your hands in his and shoved both of them into his pocket. To say you were shocked by his actions is an understatement, but you tried your best to make it less obvious and Soobin just smiled shyly and turned his head to the side. “Hey, Y/n look how pretty!” he drew your attention to the side where he turned his head just a few seconds ago. There is a beautiful installation with a decent amount of garlands of warm colors. “Wow!! I love it! Soobin, Soobin can you please take a photo of me here?” you tugged him by the hand towards it. The boy only smiled and nodded to you, his eyes observing your figure before him, his mind full of different thoughts but the main one is that you really are adorable and he wants to get closer to you. 

“Okay, where do you wanna take a photo?” he asked you while getting his phone out of his pocket. “Hmmm..let me think. I guess this should be a good place!” you guided him on what angle you want him to take it. After fifteen or maybe thirteen times, you get back to him to check on the result and it satisfied you a lot, no one besides Gyu could make great pics for you. “Soobin! All of them look amazing, I don’t know which one I should choose for my socials” you chuckled lightly, “Do you want me to take pics of you? Come on, I’m good at this” you said with confidence sipped through your voice, but Soobin declined your offer. “Well..let’s do a selfie at least, hm?” your eyes sparked and Soobin can’t understand if it was from the garlands around or from your pure enjoyment. “Fine, but I’m not really photogenic and-” he failed to finish the sentence as you interrupted him with loud “What a bullshit! Oh..uh..sorry! I mean you are the epitome of handsomeness and I forbid you to say such things” you frowned, cute pout visible on your lips, poor boy could hardly resist the desire to kiss that sweet moment of your first so-called date.

You drew him closer to you by the elbow and extended the other hand with the phone to capture both of you, but of course, you can’t capture your figures in one frame due to you being shorter than the boy beside you. You struggled a lot until Soobin laughed at your attempts and snitched the phone out of your hand “Let me do this, I guess I have a slight advantage here” he smirked and you pouted again and sigh, knowing that he was right. You lean your head closer to his arm and Soobin tilts his head to your side as well. You took a few pictures and captured that sweet moment of your first so-called date.

“It’s getting late, I think we should go home,” Soobin said these words and felt how his heart clenched, he didn’t want this day to end so soon and so do you. “Yeah, you're right” you smiled but sadly, you want to spend a little more time with him. The idea appeared in Soobin’s head and he immediately voiced it “Let me walk you home” his eyes shined with hope to hear your positive response. When you heard his offer your heart started beating faster, and you thanked the universe millions of times for hearing your pleas. You nodded eagerly “It would be really nice! Let’s go.”

The walk to your apartment complex was mostly silent, sometimes you discussed the surroundings but aside it was silent. This silence wasn’t uncomfortable, rather both of you enjoyed the walk hand in hand and kept replaying the evening in your heads. When you reached the complex you stopped before the entrance and turned to Soobin taking his other hand in yours so now you are holding both of his hands in yours. “Thank you for today, Soobin. I was scared on my way to the cafe, I thought you will get mad at me and hate me and then I will never get a chance with you. Thankfully you agreed to spend this evening with me and it was amazing, I’ve never been on a better date than this one” only when you voiced the sentence you realized that you call it a “date”. “Uh..well I mean..It could be a friendly date and you know” you weren’t able to finish it cause Soobin engulfed you in a hug. You felt his hands gently wrapped around your small figure and his nose nuzzled into the crown of your head. “Let it be a date please, I would like to call it a date. I was prepared to meet with Yeonjun today and never in my life had I thought that you would show up instead of him and we get to spend a day together. I just thought you were a random girl who bumped into me, even though I felt something in my chest I prefer to not focus on it because I thought that I will never meet you again but here you are” he chuckled into your hair “Thank you for today Y/n, I like it a lot” he slowly moved back to look into your eyes. You saw his cute dimples and can’t resist the urge to plant a kiss on one of them. You stood on tiptoes and quickly pecked the left dimple and when you leaned back you met with Soobin’s surprised face that made you snicker. So you did this again but to the other one, you smirked in contentment when you moved back and freed yourself from the tall boy’s hold. You walked with your back facing the entrance and your face smiling to Soobin, you waved your hand and sent him a flying kiss “See you soon, Binnie!” as you said that you quickly went to the complex smiling like some idiot. 

You can’t believe this but Beomgyu’s plan worked and it seems like you will soon have a boyfriend and get yourself that man of your dreams. You rush to your apartment, excitement overflowing inside and you plan to hug your friend tightly to show him your gratefulness and tell him everything about this evening while you sit on your favorite couch.

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