#js pulled it back out n coloured it

[avoiltaire]

THE JUSTICE

[sturnioloszn]

BLONDIE - N.S

summary; your best friend calls you over to his house to help him dye his hair and, in the process, convinces you to dye your eyebrows.

warnings; none, js a fluff w the nicolas stromboli.

a/n; another nick fic, there is actually a massive shortage of nick fics, and i'm here to change that. also, blond nick was a massive slay, the look should make a comeback (along w the mullet).

"Bitch, did you just wake up?" Nick's voice echoes into my quiet room. I rub my eyes and let a yawn escape my lips before answering.

"It's only... 12:33," I groan, looking at the time on my phone. I was woken by the sound of my phone violently buzzing on my nightstand only to find out it was an incoming call from my best friend.

"What do y'mean only?!" He exclaims, making me quickly pull the phone away from ear due to the deafening volume he was speaking at.

"I mean only, now, what is sooo urgent that you had to disturb my beauty sleep?" I ask, releasing another yawn and pulling the phone back to my ear.

"I was calling to ask if you wanted to come over, I'm dying my hairrrr," he sings. Dying his hair?? Oh god, I have to see this mess.

"I'll be over in an hour, don't you dare start without me," I warn, rising from my bed and heading to my bathroom. The cold tiles against my bare feet make me shiver and get goosebumps all over my back and arms.

"I wouldn't dream of it, see ya soon," he says, ending the call. I'm now standing in my bathroom mirror, looking at the bird nest that formed in my hair overnight. I grab the nearest hairbrush and comb out the mess sitting on top of my head before taking a refreshing shower to really wake me the fuck up.

Roughly an hour later, and my uber is pulling up to Nicks. I knock on their door, after a few seconds, the door swings open, and I'm greeted by Nick's cheesy smile.

"Took you long enough," he says, as we make our way upstairs to his bathroom. On the way up, I briefly greet Matt and Chris, who are sitting on the couch, watching Gravity Falls.

"What colour are you even doing?" I ask, stepping into his bathroom. Nick's green decor was so welcoming as usual, and the hung picture of him as a kid brushing his teeth is adorable.

"Drum roll, please.... blond!!" He says, hitting his against the counter to imitate the sound of a drum.

I'm in complete shock. Out of all the possible colour options I thought about on the drive over, blond didn't even cross my mind.

"Blond?! Why blond?" I ask, still trying to pick my jaw up from the floor.

"I have no idea, but I'm feeling it so fuck it," he says grabbing the box of bleach sitting on his counter and opening it up.

Within minutes, I'm holding a brush covered with dye and layering it thickly onto Nick's brunette strands.

"This is insane, your gonna look like fucking Fred from Scooby Doo," I laugh, looking at his face through the mirror. We both break into laughter and the jokes keep flowing from there.

After a solid 10 minutes of applying the bleach to his hair, it's finally completely covered, and we've tied a plastic bag to his head to let the bleach process.

"How long does this shit stay on my head for?" He asks, flopping onto his bed.

"No fucking clue, if I had to guess, I'd say until it burns," I reply, before falling onto his bed right next to him.

"BURNING? FUCK NO, YOU WANT ME BALD," He shrieks, before googling how long it's actually supposed to process for. While we wait, we continue to crack jokes about all the characters he's going to look like blond, and tears are starting to form.

"YOU'RE GONNA LOOK LIKE FUCKING JOHNNY BRAVO," I wheeze as the alarm on his phone goes off indicating that it's time to rinse off the dye.

"Shut the fuck up and come help me rinse this shit," he laughs making his way to the bathroom, with me following right behind him.

As we enter the bathroom, he notices the leftover bleach in the bowl and a wicked grin grows on his face.

"I'll give you 50 bucks if you dye your eyebrows with the leftover bleach," he says, looking over to me.

"Make it 80, and you have a deal," I challenge. I don't actually mind dying them. It was only eyebrows, and I could dye them back whenever so I was down to fuck around and find out.

"Deal," he accepts, grabbing the brush and begins applying the bleach to my eyebrows.

"If you drop any in my eyes, I will fight you," I say, shielding my eyes while laughing.

He eventually coats my eyebrows, and I begin to rinse his hair under the sink. As I'm rinsing I'm noticing that the blond is looking awfully orange.

"Nick...,"

"What? What's wrong?" He asks with pure terror lacing his voice.

"You might want to see yourself..." I say as he lifts his head to look at himself in the mirror. His jaw drops.

"What. The. Fuck. Is. This." He says, pronouncing every word loud and clear. I press my lips together, trying to restrain my laugh, but it's no use.

"You look like a bottle of honey mustard," I cackle. Nick turns around and serves me a playful punch on my arm. His hair was a shade of yellow-ish orange instead of the light blond it was meant to be.

"THIS ISN'T FUNNY," He says, combing his fingers through his hair. Tears start forming at my eyes again, and this time, they roll down my cheeks because it actually is funny. Hilarious even. But I instantly stop laughing when I remember the same dye is in my eyebrows right now.

Nick notices my look of sudden concern, and that's when he also comes to my same realisation.

"HAH, WHO HAS THE LAST LAUGH NOW, BITCH," He says pointing at my eyebrows. I push him to the side and instantly scrub my eyebrows under the faucet, trying to get rid of the dye before it has any effect on my eyebrows.

Unfortunately, it was too late. My eyebrows matched the tangerine colour of Nick's hair. We stared at ourselves in the mirror before bursting into laughter once again.

After drying Nicks hair, we agreed that we were both in serious need of some toner. We rushed downstairs to find Matt to ask if he could drive us over to the nearest shop so we could fix our mess.

We go into the living room to find only Matt sitting on the couch now. As we approach him, he turns to look at us, and his eyes widen like he has just seen a dragon blow fire.

"What the hell did you guys do??" He says, fixating on Nick's hair and my eyebrows. We explained how we got into the mess and then asked him if he could drop us off to get some toner.

"Fuck no, I'm not being seen in public with you idiots looking like that, find another way," he says, getting up from the couch, leaving me and Nick alone in the living room.

We turn to look at each other and just start laughing all over again. With all the dumb shit I do, I'm glad I get to share it with my best friend. I really wouldn't have it any other way.

a/n; no lie, with that one pic of nick with his head out the window and his hair slanted to one side, he rlly does look like johnny bravo; if you don't k who that is I beg you search it up!! anyway, thanks for reading this fic, love youu! 💙

[lovinqmils]

ꜰᴀʀ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜᴏᴍᴇ┊ avatar x human!reader

Warnings: follows avatar twow plot (aka spoils the whole thing) , sfw (don't even try me w anything weird) , some ooc, use of y/n, female reader

can also be found on wattpad: @lovinqmils

THIS IS A STORY (NOT A ONESHOT) SO IT'LL HAVE MULTIPLE PARTS

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍...

you manage to get lost on your way home, you unintentionally get yourself caught in a sketchy science experiment...yikes. you wake up in a foreign land (or shall I say planet) that filled with 8-10ft tall blue...creatures?

read along to find out how this interesting adventure unfolds !

according to google the oldest of the sully kids was 15, so the reader is 14-15yrs. please pretend the reader could get to pandora in a couple months, js for story purposes :))

TW: KIDNAPPING

PART 1: ❝ PANIC ❞ 1.7k words

"this doesn't look familiar..." you muttered, frantically wiping your phone screen dry from the pouring rain, trying to find out where in the world you were. but no matter how hard you swiped and tapped your phone was frozen still , completely ruined from the rain. still in denial , you continued trying to get your phone to cooperate with you , failing to notice the white van pulling up towards you.

after feeling a light splash of the cold rain splash onto your legs, you look up making direct eye contact with a blonde-haired man wearing a white lab coat with the letters 'RDA' sewn onto the left side.

"oh my ! sorry to bother you, but do you know the fastest way to get to xxx station?" you ask, a bit loudly as he still hasn't rolled down the window.

the back door of the van slides open, a fairly muscly man dressed in a black tank top and matching cargo pants steps outside. strolling over towards you, "what'd you need , darling?"

feeling slightly intimidated, you take a step back realising just how dangerous this situation is, "oh, uhm...don't worry about it..thank you for your help though"

"now now, where do you think you're off to?" the muscly man chuckles, roughly grabbing your arm. he leaned in so close you could smell all the smoke and alcohol he consumed.

"let go of me !" you attempt to pull yourself away , but unfortunately his grip only tightened.

panicking, you started to scream and kick anywhere you could , but he managed to wrap one of his arms around you and drag you into the van. you took a last glimpse of the dimly lit street, your phone laying on the wet concrete , broken. the doors to the van slammed shut and sped off to an unknown location. you felt a damp cloth being stuffed into your mouth and in no time everything went black.

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TW: operation?, syringes

your eyelids still too heavy to open , you felt restraints tied around your hands and legs forcing you to lie as stiff as a pencil. your senses seemed to be dulled but you managed to make out a conversation between 2 people who stood on either side of you

"boss..you got fired from the RDA years ago...do you even think she's gonna make it through the transportation?"

"quiet! just because we don't have all the fancy equipment does not mean this project is impossible! now pass me the scalpel."

'...scalpel? are they operating on me!?'

your body immediately tensed, your tried to force your eyes open but they wouldn't budge. so you resulted to jerking your body in any direction possible.

"SHE'S MOVING! HURRY AND PASS ME THE SYRINGE!"

you felt a tiny prick in your arm and once again, everything faded into complete darkness.

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your eyes shot open, you sat up looking around you. you were in a forest, filled to the brim with exotic colourful plants. the trees towered over you , the trunk was at least 50ft tall.

"where am i...?" you muttered. as beautiful as this place was it definitely was not home. you brushed your hair out of your face and stood up, you've got to find a way out of here. after some scavenging, you managed to create a makeshift spear, consisting of a sharp stone that was tied to a sturdy stick with a couple of hair ties.

"anyone!? hello..!! can somebody please help me!?" you started to walk mindlessly deeper into the forest shouting for what you hoped, would be help.

"is anyone there!? pleas-" you were cut off by an extremely tall blue creature landing in front of you, aiming a dagger that would definitely do more damage than your spear directly to your throat.

"w-wait..what are you..." you stumbled back unable to finish your sentence gripping onto your spear for dear life.

you heard the blue creature make some sort of screaming sound, alerting 6 other 8ft tall blue creatures to land on all sides of you. you were surrounded.

hyperventilating, you swung your makeshift spear around, trying to create an opening however they only moved closer. a slim blue fist collided with your left cheek, the force throwing you to the ground. the pain you felt was unbearable , and the stinging sensation in your cheek caused tears to roll down your face. you were picked up by the front of your shirt, and one of the creatures held its dagger against your neck. at this point you were frozen still, were you gonna die..?

unexpectedly, you heard a loud whistle which must've startled whoever whatever was holding you as it let go of your shirt, dropping you to the floor.

as soon as you made contact with the floor, you scrambled over to your 'spear' and held it protectively. the 7 blue creatures that had ambushed you earlier stood in a line listening to a taller blue creature. this 'taller one' looked more mature, and was probably the leader of whatever these things were.

when all 8 of the 8ft+ creatures turned in your direction, you started swinging your spear at the air screaming with every movement you made.

"don't! ugh..come! any! closer!!"

as the tallest one started to approach you, the adrenaline vanished along with any other courage you had. so you threw the spear and took off into a sprint.

it certainly wasn't easy running in a forest where you're the size of an ant so you only made it about 15 meters before you tripped.

you looked up to see all 8 of those creatures directly in front of you, the 7 you saw before looking especially angry.

"w-wait! I'm sorry, p-please...don't kill me!" hot, salty tears raced down your face, as you desperately tried to crawl away.

"stop." the tallest one was now crouched in front of you, "what's your name ,and who sent you?" he asked, his amber eyes staring into your soul.

"...you speak english?" you breathed out, feeling relieved that you weren't as alone as you thought

"answer the question" he repeated, the 7 other creatures reaching for their weapons

"okay..okay ! just don't kill me" you took a deep breath,

"m..my name is, y/n l/n and I wasn't sent by anybody...I was ki..kidnapped by some crazy people and ended up here.." you tried your hardest to speak clearly, but you couldn't help but hiccup every now and then.

"do you know where you are?"

"no..I don't even know... what in the world you are..!" your eyes welled up with tears as you finally grasped your reality. you were stranded, in a foreign land, with people who want to kill you.

"get up. if you won't tell me the truth, I'll force it out of you." the leader stood up, pulling your arm to force you onto your feet.

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awkwardly you sat on a lab table, surrounded by scientists that would not stop taking tests or examining you.

you sighed, "how many times do I have to tell you! my name is y/n l/n, I turn 15 this year and I have NO IDEA how I got here."

"I know this must be stressful, but if you're a human you shouldn't be able to breathe the air here," a female scientist, Florence, explained, rubbing her temples hoping to ease the stress.

you heard a knock at the door, immediately knowing who it was you slipped off the table and hid behind a wall, "DO. NOT. LET. HIM. IN!"

"y/n dear, you cannot keep avoiding Jake, you've been here for a good 3 days now!" Florence groaned, walking over to the door.

"you cannot tell me I'm on PANDORA, the planet that humankind tried to destroy, and expect me not to fear for my life!" you retorted. despite your fear, Florence still unlocked the door and let the visitors inside,

"y/n! come say hi, Jake and his sons have come to check on you!" Florence sweetly called, yet the only thing you heard from the message was that the two people who had previously threatened to kill you, were in the building. Florence chuckled as she heard your footsteps quickly scurry off into your bedroom followed by the loud slam and locking of the door.

"don't mind her, she is still a bit panicky due to the current circumstances." Florence sighed, moving out of the way to let Jake and Neteyam Sully (two familiar faces), followed by Jake's younger son; Lo'ak.

"I understand. have you learned anything about her?..why she's able to breathe without a mask?" Jake asked, putting on a recom breather as he walked further into the lab.

"we managed to get an x-ray of her lungs," Florence said, picking up a remote and turning on a projected image of your lungs. " it looks like a filter of some sort has been placed in the middle of her trachea. as of now we can only guess what it may do , as trying to look at it surgically would put her life in danger."

the room fell into an awkward silence, Florence rested her hand on her chin trying to think of a way to get you to socialise with the Na'vi. "ah!" she exclaimed, "Jake, I don't think we're gonna be getting y/n home any time soon, and your sons are around her age so why don't they teach her the language? it'll help her loosen up around you !"

Jake sighed, "I mean I don't see why not." he turned to his two sons, "I want the two of you here tomorrow 3 hours after dawn. remember to be patient, learning a new language isn't easy"

"yes sir." they both answered, now wishing they never came to the lab in the first place.

"right it's settled! I'll see you two tomorrow!"

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A/N: thank you so much for reading! please comment and lmk who you want to be the main love interest! (as the reader is a child, the love interest will not be any adults.) <333

[slutforavatar]

“Our little secret”

Neteyam sully x Human!Reader Smut

Neteyam is 19 and the reader is 18!!

Warnings: Finger, Male masturbaition, Riding, js heavy smut so skip if you find uncomfortable.

(Y/N) is a Human but was raised by the Na’vi’s and she grew up running around the forest with the youngest Sully boy Lo’ak, but what happens when her and the eldest Sully boy sneak around?

“Y/n catch!” I reach my arms out and I catch the small pebble he threw at me, I look down at the rock in my hand and I examine it “It’s gorgeous, I’m sure Kiri would love it” I smile, I always love collecting rocks and other pretty things I find in the forest and giving them to Kiri because I know how much she loves them. I reach down and I shove the rock into my little bag hanging for my leather cloth covering my heat. “Come on its getting dark we gotta head back” I look up at Lo’ak and then we run over to his Ikran, he grabs my waist then throws me on then he follows by jumping on.

“Kiri” I yell as I run towards her “look what Lo found” I reach into my bag and I pull out the magenta coloured rock “here” I smile softly at her as she grabs the rock and studies it “its gorgeous, was there any others” she looks at me and Lo’ak with curious eyes “I’m not sure we can take you tomorrow to look” Lo’ak replies as he sits by the fire his father had started. “Have any of you guys seen Neteyam?” Jake says as he walks over carrying Tuk “Im here” we all turn to see Neteyam walk towards us and I smile “Hey teyam” he smiles and sits by Neytiri as she prepares everyone food. I look over at the eldest Sully boy and I notice a pink tint on the top of his perky ears and the frustrated look on his face and I frown with confusion. “You alright teyam” everyones focus turns on him “yeah I’m fine, Im just gonna go take a walk” He clears his throat then stands up, I walk him walk away but then I’m distracted by Neytiri saying the food is ready.

It’s been a while since Neteyam had left and everyone was asleep but I couldn’t sleep with the uneasy pit in my stomach, I sit up then I look down at Lo’aks tail wrapped around my leg and I chuckle softly as I try and unwrap it without waking him and to my luck he is an extremely deep sleeper, I stand up and I turn to see if I had waken anyone up. Once I see everyone cuddled up to ome another I head towards the dark night to find Neteyam.

My feet hit the cold grass and I hiss softly ‘snap’ I hear a branch snap behind me and in instinct my hand flies to cluch my knife “Y/n?” I notice the voice but its raspier then normal “neteyam?” I stare into the dark then I let out a sigh when I see the Sully boy walk towards me, I let go of my knive “I could’ve killed you” he chuckles “I’m sure your tiny body couldve killed me” I scoff “what are you doing out here” I watch his tail swift side to side between his legs, he doesnt reply. “Whats wrong with you, you were weird at home and then I find you out here alone, whats wrong?” I grab his hand and I rub my thumb across his hand, Im worried him. “N-nothings wrong” I hear him softly pur but he tries to cover it by clearing his throat, my cheeks heat up from hearing him pur, did I make him pur “did you just pur?” i smile devilishly “no I didnt y/n” he pulls his hand away and turns away “you so did” I smirk and I laugh “oh shut up its not my fault your touch does that to me” My heart beats fast, my touch? what does he mean by that “What do you mean, my touch?” I walk towards his tall frame and I place my hand on his back and I feel the heat radiating off him “Its embarrassing” he mumbles “no tell me” I smirk , thinking I have some power over him “im in heat” he whispers so quietly i was surprised I heard it, once I register his words my core tingles “your in heat?” I move my hand from his back to his wrist and I tug at it to signal him to face me, he turns towards me and looks down at me, if I didnt know Neteyam I wouldve been very intimated because of the size difference since I am only 5’10 and him being 8’0. “Im in heat y/n and it hurts so badly because I cant do anything about it” the moonlight shines on his face revealing a slight pink tint spread across his face, I clench my thighs together to try and stop the tingling but it doesnt help, this is your bestfriends brother y/n stop thinking about him that way “you should leave y/n” his voice brings me out of my thoughts, “why?” I look up at his face and I look into his big green eyes “because theres nothing you can do, and your presence is making it harder for me” he takes a sharp deep breath as I step closer to him “there is a way we can help eachother, we must just keep it a secret” I couldnt handle it anymore I needed him and he needs me. He raises an eyebrow “how could we help eachother?” I place my hands on his chest “we both need a release right? we could help eachother with that, just two friends helping eachother out in times of need” he studies my face for any signs of this being a joke but I was praying he’d say yes. He still hadnt said anything, I was about to open my mouth to say something but before I could even get to say anything he leaned down and crashed his lips onto mine. I let out a small moan at the sudden contact but I soon molded into the kiss, my hands quickly find themselves gripping his hair and pushing him closer to me. “so sweet he mumbles against my lips and i huff into the kiss, i feel his hands on the backs of my thighs then he lifts me up, I wrap my legs around his torso. I pull away from his lips and I run my tongue across his jaw, his grip tightens on my thighs and I feel his hot breath quicken on my ear and I smirk, I leave sloppy kisses on his neck then I softly bite the skin on his neck “y/n” the sound of him moaning my name makes me even hotter. I bring my lips back up to his face “you’re so gorgeous teyam” we smile at eachother “now lay down please I need you”

Part 2—

It wont let me write anything else

[hearts4leeknow]

bf!skz hyung line reacting to you randomly hugging them

Warnings: none

Genre: fluff

Paring: skz (seperate) x reader

a/n: i promise i have ideas i js dont have time to write them 😭

#^bangchan

You were bored sitting around in your shared apartment, Bangchan was on his phone all day and you wanted his attention. So you decided to run up to him and give him a big hug. You ran up to chan, throwing yourself on him, you inhaled his scent and relaxed your whole body.

��Baby?” Chan giggled. “what was that for!”

“Mmh, I wanted attention.” You whined, pulling back to look at him.

“Okay, then you have my attention now.” He smiled putting him phone down, lightly caressing your face. You let out a light ‘yay’ and started talking away, laughing and cuddling. Yeah you really did have his attention (for the past 2 hours) now.

#^leeknow

Lee know had just finished taking a shower having practice prior to that. He was reading a book in bed while you were finishing up making dinner for the two of you.

You walked in to your shared bedroom smiling seeing him reading with a serious face which you found cute. He looks so huggable, you thought. He wore a fluffy hot chocolate coloured oversized turtle neck, he had his black and gold glasses on.

How has he hasn’t noticed me yet? You wondered.

Suddenly you fed into the urge to hug him, immediately running up to him and hugging him from the side of the bed.

“Agh, kitten, what’s up.” Minho was taken by surprised.

“Dinners ready…you just looked so squishy and huggable in that oversized turtle neck.” You flashed him a bright smile, as you pulled away from the hug.

“Hm, well lets go eat dinner, and i’ll think about if you’re allowed to cuddle me tonight.” He smirked.

“What! I didn’t do anything wrong though…” You whined, pouting your lips.

“To bad, baby” He shoved the duvet off of his lower half of his body stepping off the bed. You walked back into the kitchen waiting for him sit down and eat with you.

#^changbin

“ah, im so tired…” You mumbled under a huge sigh. You kicked off your shoes with a huff, dragging your feet all the way to your shared bedroom. You entered the room to see changbin on his computer, at the side of the bed, you lazily walk up behind him and slouched on top of him crouched body.

“baby, my back hurts get up, ill give you a proper hug..” Changbin whines,

“Fine” You reply lifting you body up only to be pulled into a tight hug shortly after.

“what’s up with you?” He question, seeing your tired state.

“bad day at work, I had some rude customers” You sigh explain what your work day had been like.

“Alright, wanna order take out and cuddle in bed?” He asked with a cheeky smile.

“Sounds like a pleasant idea, binnie” You giggled as you let go of the hug and dragged him to bed.

#^hyunjin

You were working on a painting you just recently started when you heard the front door unlock and open. That meant Hyunjin was home. You were quick to get up from you seat and ran to the front door, he just came back from tour and you missed him a ton. Before he could take off his shoes you jumped on to him, giving him a big koala hug.

“Princess, what’s up with you? You never just run up and hug me, I mean i’m not complaining” Hyunjin questioned with no intention of letting go of the hug.

“I missed you, like a lot” You mumbled closing your eyes and inhaling his scent.

“awe, I missed you too princess. Can i have a welcome back kiss?” He teased.

“Maybe later if I feel like it” You gave a cheeky smile.

“Please?” Hyunjin gave you puppy eyes, “I just got back from tour and I didn’t have your kisses for months”

“Okay fine” You giggled giving him a quick peck.

FIN

a/n: someone give me request and ideas istg!!

[wheeboo]

ready to love seungkwan was so pretty idc i love himmm and i agree with all ur ones fr 😭 u picked out the best erass and omg i love hans debut, left and right and hit sm (can u tell i love their blonde erasjdjen) and for my bias wreckers it's so hsrd to pick but joshua def devoured during fearrr

shdjs IM SURE ULL LOOK PULL OFF ANY HAIRR 💗💗 styling it is such as an hassle tho i get u, sometimes it just ends up looking poofy af or a huge mess 😭 can't wait to see it omgg

And sake omgmgm i would love to see herr 😭😭 i bet she's just the cutetstd ur sisters luckyy and let's go venture every animal café in this world jsgdjs

W2E IS TOP TIERRR I DONT BLAME UU 😭😭 im not quite familiar with the band but can I just say, every song I've listened to I've falled in love with ??? but the songs I've listened to by them that I reallylly love with all my heart are pink, seasons and bad I know it's basic but they js have my heart 😭 IF THEY EVER HAVE A WORLD TOUR PRAYING U GET TICKETSS ✊✊ what are ur fav songs by themm or js overall, i feel like ur music tsste is just on top judging from ur carrd i swear oh and id love to hewr ab ur fsv songs from taylor !! Hdgdu I LOVE LAUFEY BUT I FOUND OUT LAST MIN AND CLDNT GO </3 are u canadian?? both canada and erurope needs justice fr 😭 (the fact that svt were supposed to come to europe but then covid</3)

JDHDJ YES IT STILL COUNTSS taekwondo is so cool omgmg 😭😭 ballet n jazz dance too??? ranias multi talented guys AND IM SURE URE NOT OUT OG SHAPEE 💗 did u play an instruments? i imagine u with the violin ngll hagdhs 😭😭 how's your day been assuming it's like 12 for u?? (Im bad at maths pls ignore if im farr off 😭) anything fun uve done?

BLONDE BOO AND HAN IS JUST THEIR COLOURS FRRR 😍 i wholeheartedly agree that shua devoured during fear aND vernon with obvious reasons ☝️

TYSM 🥺🥺 i swear hair changes ppl fr

THEY ARE TOP TIER !! n pls i also love all of the songs that u mentioned as well. there's just no skip at all and their songs are all so comforting yk :(( but i would def say my fav ones are love, ride, homesick, wave, seasons, and daisy !! and aaa pls ty for liking my music taste <33 hm for taylor... i'm def not a swiftie but some songs i love from her are daylight, dear john, back to december, mirrorball, and some of her older songs !! do u have any fav songs from her <33 n what other artists do u love to listen to??

also yes i'm canadian hehe <3 LITERALLY europe having no luck fr 😭😭 manifesting that they come to u bestie

DFKSJFDS TYSM 😭😭 i actually did play the violin !! but i was mainly a choir n singing girly for all of school <3 my day has been fine so far!! currently working on some homework for my creative writing class, and my haircut appointment is at 3pm!! then later on i'm going to a family friend's place to have some dinner. how has ur day been so far love <3

also here's a pic of sake DJLFKSD this is when i was dogsitting her

[engagemythrusters]

Okay ep4 time to roll my eyes

Hhh

Okay I’m bored already. Sabine is saving grace of the show. This is boring

Awww she’s calling for her mom 🥺

God I like this planet but. Overall for this show I hate it. Because the LACK OF COLOUR IS BAD

UM EXCUSE ME?!

You are NOT leaving ezra behind

You can explode thrawn if he gets back. BUT YOU WILL NOT FUCKING ABANDON EZRA.

I miss clone wars Huyang. When ahsoka rebooted him she took all his personality out and trashed it.

Shin Hati ur sooo cute.

Reeeeally hate shins hair tho. So 2020s.That won’t age. That’s going to stay 2020s and when people watch this in 20 years they will rightfully make fun of costuming.

Disney pay people to give a shit about this please

I’m so sick of Ahsoka’s shitty ass lekku and montrals

“Relax” YOU JIST TOLD HER TO ABANDON HER BROTHER

Jumpsca—yep. Knew it. Disney cares about nothing except shock value

SABINE N HER GUNS in her ARMOUR

THIS IS WHAT I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR

THIS JS WHAT I WANTED

AAAAAH

okay bored again now.

“Stay together” lines sooo stupid. Rolling my eyes.

I could write better in my sleep.

JACEN MY BABY BOY

Ghost?!

GHOST?!

Rip that guy he doesn’t get paid enough

GHOST

He’s sitting where his brother used to sit where his father used to sit. I’m not okay. I’m truly not.

Where… is the ghosts colour.

Where’s the yellow.

Also why… is that guy around again. Do we NEED mando refs.

AW JACEN PULLED IT

Bored again.

Baylon is interesting tho. I want to know more about him and Shin.

Kay stupid action scene. Bored. Zoning out.

I love cranberries tho I’m having a cranberri orange scone that I made from scratch. So tasty. Burned at the bottom bc my oven doesn’t work right (the airflow is very poor). But the orange glaze j made mostly covers it.

Ooo tree destruction

Okay all that twirly for nothing is so stupid

Oop so Marrok was just. Nightsister magic. I figured as much.

Buff Santa will protect the map

Oh this bitch knew anakin?

Ofc everyone knew anakin he was a bitch that never followed protocol

Buff Santa Baylon is very interesting

WHY DOES SHE HOLD THEM FORWARD

AHSOKA *DOES NOT HOLD HER LIGHTSABERS FORWARD*

IM SO MAD EVERY TIME SHE FIGHTS BC THEY DO IT *WRONG*

If they can’t do it right. DONT DO IT AT ALL.

This should have been animated. This should not have Filoni. This shouldnt be set so far back in the timeline.

Hhh when do we see ezra.

I don’t care about this I want exra

OH FINALLY BACKWARD HOLSING

Nope

Spoke too soon

Sabine putcher helmet back on

Hehe

Kanan and Fenn Rau taught her that 🥰

OH RIP SHIN

Oop buff Santa big mad

Don’t destroy take it

Take it YOU NEED EZRA

is shin really dead tho that would be bad and make the show boring

She’s not like Ahsoka. She’s like Hera. She’s like Kanan. She’s like Ezra. She’s like her family.

Oh no… clan wren…

Oh no…

Tristan…

Oh my god hera and Jacen and chopper and zeb are all she has left. All. No wonder she wants ezra back so so much. Even much more than before.

Stab his hand STAB HIS HAND

nooo sabine WOULDNT

No she would NOT

Oh butt

Sabine wouldn’t do that.

Ghost

Where’s the yellow for the ghost?

Oh my god

Sabine wouldn’t have done that

Well now she’ll be inside the ship tho

She’ll go to ezra

Ezra I miss you so much. I hope we see you soon <3

Gonna run right thru em all except hera bc she’s in the middle

Interesting. But predictable. Did we all expect that? Yes we did!

Crunchy.

Jacen baby you shouldn’t be here

IF THEY END UP NOT OKAH ILL BE SO SAD

Okay good good

“I’ve got a bad feeling” oh he’s like his brother he’s like his father I’m going to cry. I don’t… I can’t…

Wow great shot of Bad Lekku And Montrals

Sparkle water

WORLD BETWEEN WORLDS

Is she dead?!

SHE CAN WALK TO EZRA

..: she man save Kanan…

HELLO SNIPS

How is he full body tho he’s dead

Where’s his scar?

DID THEH CGI HUM UOUNGER

I HATE THAT SO MUCH

OH

The MUSIC

Wow and ofc they cut it off right as it gets interesting

Kay. Bored now.

[dongfuck]

First Snow - p.js

pairing: boyf!jisung x fem!reader

genre: fluff, smut

warnings: very unrealistic food themes (jisung cooks), switch!reader, switch!jisung, unprotected sex, teasing, thigh riding (sorta), slight js!bratty sub, cunnilingus, fingering, degradation, overstimulation, edging, teasing, no pull out, squirting, slight boob play, aftercare

wc: 3.9k

note: this is simply very wholesome for me <3

taglist: @smuchsmut , @nctgirlok297 , @jenojammin , @johnniverse , @matchahyuck , @220513080208 , @ablackbtsstan , @tyongspice1

You began dating Jisung in mid-May so you’ve never really spent winter with him as a couple. You’ve been anticipating your first snow with Jisung ever since he mentioned the things he wanted to do with you this winter. The both of you are currently seated by the fire in your shared house watching a baking show. Jisung’s really fond of baking shows and you’ve never really know why. Although, you aren’t complaining. You are a big fan of them as much as he is. Suddenly, you felt this urge to look out the window and so you did just that. Twisting your head slightly, you averted your gaze from the TV and that’s when you saw small specks of white falling from above.

Gasping audibly, you ran towards the window and watched the snow in awe. “Jisung!” you called out for your boyfriend who was too focused on the show to notice your enthusiasm. “Yep?” his eyes were still trained on the telly. “Jisung, its snowing!” you turned your body to face him before pointing out the window. Jisung’s eyes widened slightly as he walked to your side to watch the snow with you. “Wow…” a small smile was carved on his pretty lips. Staring at him, you placed a small peck to his right cheek. His eyes moved to to look at you before a hint of red was beginning to form on his cheeks. You smiled slightly at the sight before tugging on his sleeve.

“You wanna go outside?” you waited for a reply from him. He glanced you again and smiled softly. “Why not?” right then, he pulled you out of the living room and to the outside. You looked up a the sky and grinned happily as you tried catching snowflakes with your bare hands. “Wait. Don’t move. Let me picture this.” Jisung pulled out his phone from his right pocket before taking a few pictures of you. You probably spent about half an hour playing outside in the snow before deciding to stop seeing as you would probably freeze to death if you stayed out any longer. You walked back into the house with a cheery feeling blossoming in you. “Go take a shower. I’ll make dinner.” you boyfriend rubbed your back comfortingly. “Really? Thank you, Ji. Just make sure not to burn the kitchen down.” the both of you laughed after he assured you that no flames will be seen tonight.

You chose to wear a simple sweater paired with some black tights. Putting on some light makeup, you finished off your look with a nude coloured lipstick and a layer of lip gloss. After spraying on your favourite perfume, you stepped out of the room and waited for Jisung to finish showering in the living room. He entered the shower a while after you did so you’re assuming that his dinner is done. About ten minutes later, you heard footsteps coming down the stairs along with a soft singing of EXO-K’s ‘First Snow’. “Hey.” Jisung tapped your shoulder from behind as he flashed his signature gummy smile which you blushed slightly at.

“Let’s eat.” he walked over to your side of the sofa before pulling you towards the dining room. You stared at the food served in utter shock. There were roasted chicken, baked Mac N Cheese, mashed potatoes and mushroom soup. All party-sized. “Woah, Jisung… I appreciate you making dinner for us but isn’t this a little too much for just two people?” you questioned him. “Who said we’re going to be the only ones?” just then, a loud “Surprise!” was heard from behind you as a few of your friends walked out. “What the fuck—” you grinned happily at them as you yelled out, “I missed you guys!” before hugging the one closest to you, which just so happens to be Chenle.

“Hey, hey, hey, no touching please.” Jisung pulled you and Chenle away from each other before gesturing for all of them to take a seat. The lot of you spent most of your time talking rather than eating and before you know it, it’s already half past nine. As you were chatting with the guys, an unexpected question makes both you and Jisung choke on your food. “When are you guys getting married?” Mark asked before shoving a spoonful of Mac N Cheese into his mouth. After you’ve calmed yourself down, you patted Jisung’s back to soothe his coughing. “Hyung… We’re still young…” Jisung cleared his throat. “I mean you never know. Anything can happen.” Mark shrugged before the whole room erupted into a fit of laughter.

Out of the blue, Jeno stood up from his seat and smiled lightly. “I have an announcement to make.” he said. Everyone took glances at each other before their gaze drifted back to Jeno. “I have a girlfriend.” Gasps were heard all around the room since Jeno hadn’t dated anyone for the past two years. “Damn, I really thought you lost your game.” Haechan teased. “Shut the fuck up, Donghyuck.” Jaemin glared at the mentioned boy after receiving an annoying smirk from him. “Oh my God! How long have you been dating her?” you spoke with excitement.

“For about a month now.”

“And you just told us now?!”

“What’s her name?” Renjun asked as he sipped on his juice. “Kwon Sera. We met at the clinic I work at.” he said proudly. “Do you have a picture of her?” Chenle looked just as excited as everyone in the room. “Yeah, I do actually. Here’s a picture of us together.” he then pulled out his phone from his back pocket and began scrolling through his photos before finally picking one to show. “Dang, she’s pretty.” complimented Haechan. “Hey. She’s Jeno’s.” you said sternly. “I know, I know. Chill woman.” Haechan replied. After a few rounds of questions and answers, you guys were settled in a circle in the living room.

A game of Never Have I Ever was played.

“Never have I ever… peed and it got all over the place.” All of the boys closed a finger and you cringed visibly. “Disgusting.” you shivered dramatically. “It’s natural!” Haechan defended himself. “Maybe for you!” you continued. “Never have I ever not shower for a whole week.” Jisung interrupted the two of you. Chenle was the only one who had his second finger closed and you all turned to look at him with disbelief. “What? I’m saving water!” Chenle shrugged at the rest of you. “Please tell me you showered before you came here.” Jaemin looked at him expectantly. “What do you think I am? Of course I showered!” Chenle rolled his eyes playfully.

“Okay, um… Never have I ever… kissed a person of the same gender.” A few of you closed a finger. Specifically Jaemin, you, and Haechan. “You have?!” Jisung yelled in shock when he noticed you have a finger closed. “I was 17, okay! It was an accident anyways.” you reassured your boyfriend. “I hope it was.” Jisung placed a firm hand on your right thigh. “Mine wasn’t.” Haechan smiled smugly. “No one’s talking to you.” almost everyone in the room snapped at him with a playful glare. “Fine! Jesus, why is everyone against me today.” he shook his head side to side. “My turn! Never have I ever… wished for someone’s downfall.” Chenle smiled happily. Yours, Haechan’s, and Renjun’s finger were closed. “I know y’all aren’t that nice.” Renjun glared at the rest. “Too bad, we are.” Jaemin smiled innocently. “Mark, you’re quiet. Why don’t you give it a go.” Jeno nudged his friend’s shoulder. “Um… Never have I ever, got rejected.” Jaemin unfortunately, had his finger closed.

You guys looked at him in shock. Why would anyone reject someone as charming as Jaemin? “Before you ask, yes, I’ve been rejected before. It was in 10th grade. I had a crush on this girl that was in the class next to mine. We’ve never really spoken to each other before but I finally decided to confess to her. That’s when she laughed in my face and told me how much of a joke I was thinking that someone so out of my league would accept me before taking off. It hurt. Bad. But i’m over it.” Jaemin placed an upside-down smile on his face as his gaze drifted to you. “Damn it, Mark why you gotta ask something like that.” it was faintly heard but you were sure it came from Jeno. “Jaemin… I’m so sorry.” you bit your lower lip gently as the feeling of guilt began rising in you.

“Don’t be. I-It wasn’t your fault…” he fiddled with his finger nervously. “Okay um why don’t we continue the game. I don’t want this to ruin the mood.” Jaemin added. “Right. Who wants to go next?” Mark said. A few minutes passed and it was time for the boys to go home. “Thank you for tonight. We had loads of fun. We’ll see you on Christmas?” Jeno represented the boys to speak. “Thank you for coming too. Definitely looking forward to Christmas. Jisung grinned at them as he slid an arm around your waist and pulling you closer to him.

“Happy holidays, lovebirds.”

You sat down at the edge of the bed before laying your back on it. Sighing, you heard the door to your room being opened and closed. “God, I’m so tired. Jisung joined you on the bed by laying down next to you. “So am I.” you twisted your head slightly to look at the boy beside you just to see him with his eyes closed and arms spread out. The edge of your lips curved into a small smile at the sight before you went over to him and hugged him by the waist. His body twitched slightly in shock but calmed down afterwards when he realised it was just you.

“You’re freezing.” Jisung wrapped his arms around your body as he hugged you tight. “Jisung…” you said into his chest before you felt him him against you. “I miss spending time with you like this. Just the two of us.” you can hear a soft laugh coming from the man above you. “Have I not spent enough time with you sweetheart?” Jisung caressed the top of your head slowly. “It’s not that… It’s just that we’ve been really busy lately and when we do spend time together, it’s mostly spent with friends or family. It’s like we don’t have time for each other anymore.” you confessed. It’s not like you weren’t telling the truth or anything.

There was a sigh heard from Jisung and you knew he couldn’t help but agree. “I’m trying, sweetheart. I really am. And I’m sorry you feel that way.” his voice was a hushed whisper but it was still loud enough for your ears. “But I think I know a way I can make it up to you.” you lifted your head to meet his eyes before furrowing your brows at his statement. “What do you mean?” A subtle smirk crawled its way up Jisung’s face and only then you knew what he meant by ‘making up to you’ “Sung!” you hit his shoulder lightly and laughed along with him. “What? What were you thinking?” he teased. “Ugh, shut up.” you rolled your eyes playfully at him.

“But I mean like… Don’t you want to? his gaze changed and in a blink of an eye, he was already on top of you. “Jisung…” you said nervously. “Please?” he asked with a soft gaze. Biting your lower lip softly, you nodded slowly before pulling him into a loving kiss. His right hand moved under your sweater as the other roamed your upper body. Without you noticing, he had unclasped your bra and began massaging your breasts. “Fuck.” you pulled away from the kiss for air before staring into his eyes. Pulling his top over his head, you grazed his bare chest gently and placed wet kisses to his toned abs. “Now that’s just unfair, innit?” Jisung reached the hem of your sweater before taking it off of you as you giggled quietly. Subconsciously, your hand that was on his body reached the zipper of his pants.

“Want me to take it off?” you said teasingly as you played with the hem of his boxers. “Please do.” Jisung physically shivered when you traced the print of his dick on his red boxers. “And why should I listen to you?” you looked up to meet his eyes innocently and the way his brown hair hung from his face has you squirming under him. “‘Cause if you don’t I’m gonna blow your brains off.” his eyes opened and he’d almost intimidate you if it wasn’t for the fact that this was Jisung you’re talking about. “Are you now? You’re a big boy now aren’t you?” you smiled softly with a pat of his head. You were suspicious of why he wasn’t replying or biting back but that’s when you noticed him grinding his crotch on the bed.

The sight was hot, to be completely honest. But you wouldn’t admit that to him so you simply pinched his chin and made him look at you in the eye. “You think I wouldn’t notice you whoring in front of me?” you raised a brow in anticipation. “Don’t care.” he continued his movements once again and that’s when you lost it. Taking advantage of his daze, you quickly flipped him over so you were on top. “Hey— What the fuck??” Jisung tried to get a hold of you but his attempts only went so far before he had his arms pinned above his head. “You don’t know what you’re doing.” he sounded as if he was warning you but you couldn’t care less.

“Oh, but I do.” not wanting to hear any more of his whines and complaints, you sealed your lips with his in a heated kiss. You could feel his tongue prodding at your sealed lips but you aren’t the one to give in without a fight. Parting your lips slightly, you allowed his tongue to barely fit in you before you sucked on the pink muscle desperately. Though it wasn’t visible to the human eye, you were sure he was loving every single second of it. He tried to wiggle his tongue out of you but you were sucking on it so hard that he couldn’t help but comply. Unconsciously, your hands that were holding him up began loosening and without you noticing, he’s already got his hands wrapped around waist firmly.

You moaned into the kiss as you pressed your hips closer to his crotch to gain some sort of friction between your bodies. Jisung seemed to notice this when he began rocking your hips on his as strings of curses and groans left his mouth. “Shit I-I’m not gonna f-fucking cum like this.” he released the kiss with a string of saliva connecting the both of you as his eyes shut and yours trailed to where your bodies were meeting. “Fuck I need to taste you.” Jisung’s eyes snapped open before he frantically tried to take off your tights which didn’t seem to come off. Giggling slightly, you ran a hand through his hair and got off him slowly. “It’s not the easiest to take off.” you shimmied out of the clothing and got back on the bed without breaking eye contact.

Wanting to tease him a little more, you sat down on his upper thigh right next to his obvious bulge (on his boxers) with your bare pussy before starting to rock your hips at a slow pace. “Mmh Y/n… Y/n, please… Please let me—” you rolled your eyes and took a finger to his lips to shut up. “You do what I say.” your tone was warning and adamant and he seemed to give up but you knew it was all pretend. He was gonna pounce on you sooner or later. But for now, you just wanna enjoy being the one in control. It’s not a very common occurrence you know. Moving your hips faster, you leaned your body towards Jisung a little more and held his shoulders for support. “Fuck, Sung…” you whimpered out. It didn’t take long for you to finally cum on him, leaving stains of white on his favourite pair of underwear.

“You should’ve did that in my mouth.” said Jisung as he gaped at the sight in front of him. “Stop it or I actually might.” you looked at him with lustful eyes and he seemed to read your mind. “Try me.” you muttered a small ‘fuck you’ to him before aligning your aching pussy to his awaiting lips. “Let’s see if you can take me.” you bit your lower lip softly. “Oh please, like it’s my first time.” he smirked before placing a quick peck on your lips (those lips) and devouring you whole. His lips sucked on your clit as he teased his fingers around your hole. Throwing your head back, you took your right hand and gripped his hair as hard as you could when you felt him enter two fingers into you. “Yeah, right there.” you were trying your absolute hardest to keep your noises in but unfortunately, it wasn’t that easy. In fact, you saw that as an advantage to piss Jisung off a little more.

“Fuck— Is that the best you c-can do? I can do that on my o-own.” you rolled your eyes in annoyance and after the little push you gave him, you heard him scoff under you before working both his mouth and fingers to the absolute fullest. “Fucking hell, Jisung!” once again, you came into his mouth without a warning but he didn’t seem to be stopping his movements. “Sung, s-stop…” you attempted to push him away but he wouldn’t budge. Not even a little bit. His tongue licked a long stripe across your swollen pussy and you felt like you were gonna pass out at that moment. Who knew Jisung could be this cruel? Right as you were at the brink on your second orgasm, your boyfriend seemed to notice it because he immediately lets go of your heat with a delicious ‘pop!’

He didn’t seem—or just pretended not—to notice the glare you gave him before stripping off his last item of clothing and having you under him. “I think it’s my turn to have some fun.” Jisung gave a small peck to your lips as he stroked his dick to warm him up with his saliva. Teasing your clit with the tip of his cock, he smirked when a whine escaped your throat, “Just fuck me already.” you threw your head back in slight annoyance after having to wait for what feels like a decade. “As you wish.” gripping your shoulder for support, Jisung slowly slid himself into you halfway with a shaky moan. “Fuck…” he bit his lip in frustration as he pulled out all the way (to which you moaned incredibly loud at) before fucking back into you, this time with more confidence.

Sighing desperately, Jisung slowly started to move in and out of you easily. Your chest heaved up and down with the feeling of your boyfriend’s cock fitting inside you so well. When the base of his length kissed your entrance, you unintentionally clenched hardly against him. “Shit— Don’t do that.” he said warningly with a glare sent to you. “Do what? This?” you squeezed him once again and you could feel him twitch inside of you. He had his eyes shut and to torture him a little more, you moved your hips on his length with teasing glint in your eyes. His breathing was beginning to get heavier and unsteady and you couldn’t help but let out a desperate moan at the sight.

At that. Jisung snapped his eyes opened and leaned forward so his lips could meet your ear and whisper, “You’re getting on my nerves.” before ruthlessly rutting his hips into you without a care for the world. He lifted his head to meet your eyes and you saw the way his sweat dripped from his forehead to your chest and rolled down to where he was completely ruining you. You let out a dragged moan at the euphoric feeling and you felt like you could cum anytime soon. Right then, Jisung pulled out of you abruptly before you looked at him with furrowed brows. “Excuse me, what the actual fuck?” you said with your voice slightly raised.

“I wanna see something.” he took his right hand and used it to massage your wet heat with his pre-cum before plunging his middle and ring finger into you. His hand movements were just as merciless as his thrusts from earlier and this time you felt something different bubbling inside you. It’s a mixture of wanting to pee and wanting to orgasm. You screamed loudly when his fingers abused that spot inside you and right then, hot liquid started flowing out of you. Did you just pee? Or is it something else? “I needed this.” you heard Jisung mutter under his breath and just a few moments later after he pulled his fingers away from you in a split second, you felt like you just gave birth. You’d squirted all over your boyfriend, yourself, and the sheets and you couldn’t have felt more embarrassed than this. “That was a good one, baby.”

He didn’t give you time to gather yourself before another question left his mouth, “Wanna try another one?” he raised his eyebrows. “Hell no.” you shook your head side to side with droopy eyes. “Awh, you can’t get tired already. I haven’t even had my fun yet.” he pouted mockingly. “Can you just let me… catch my breath for a second?” you said between heavy breaths. “Not a chance.” and there it was again. The feeling of being stuffed to the brim as he thrusted into you with the speed of 10 thrusts/s. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and you could feel your fourth orgasm reaching its peak. A string of curses and groans left both of your throats and within a few seconds you both came at the exact same time with a long moan.

Laying down next to you, Jisung wrapped an arm around your waist and kissed the top of your head. “We should do this more often.” he rubbed circles onto your backside to which you clenched against him as a reply. “You— You never really learn your—” before he could finish whatever he was trying to say, you quickly lifted your head and pecked him on to the cheek with a smile. “Merry Christmas, Jisung.” you hugged him tightly. “It’s still earl—” once again you clenched against him tighter than before to shut him up. “M-Merry Christmas, Y/n.”

jisung I swear—

[kikosaurscave]

getting high with neteyam:

-unproffesionly use of weed

-kinda heated kissing

-remember that theyre young , high asf teens

-theres a part 3 bc i had a sudden gooder idea thats more age wise friendly

"cmon its not that far away" you whisper to the groaning boy who rubs his eyes, "y/n why in the middle of eclipse? can this not wait ?"

the look you gave him let him know your lack of patience. you js wanna get high ASAP

he walks closely next to you hand in hand to not seperate as you let the soft vibrance of the plants around you guide your way to what you craved the most for in the past 16 hours.

his fingers caress yours while you happily tell him about your current obsession "this plant , it is amazing ! and all we did was burn it ! you should have seen tsahik, talking to the walls of the peoples lab" you let out a laugh that he knows he adores. he could listen to you ramble about anything because he loves your voice

"i hope this is worth it" he grumbles to you, you rolls you eyes , excitement creeping up on you when you spot the enchanting plant of .pot

you tell him to gather the buds of the plants while you find a hooded area covered by the large bright leaves and glowing mushrooms and fruit , the spot big enough for about 5 of you to just chill out in and get smoke weed

you made the fire and by the time its lit neteyam reckons hes gathered enough , he thinks its been long enough seperated meters away from you but he js wants your presence

"throw some in nete , not to much" you smile up at him before watching as the glowing green buds spark in the orange heat , he watchesthe way the fire reflects in your __ eyes , the smoke isnt enough to distract him it just makes him want to focus on you more , just you

"it looks..cool. now what happens?" his honest confusion humors you, "come sit"

10 MINUTES IS HOW LONG IT TAKES FOR THE AREA TO FILL WITH THE FOG BEFORE YOU TWO CRAWL OUT FOR BETTER AIR

he cant tell if his laugh is louder in his head or if its just him , are you quiet ? or can you also see that bug on the tip of that leaf ?

hes def feeling it and its honestly amazing.

while yous r tripping you js keep telling eachother stories that you arent even sure are your own memories or not

you get anxieties when he goes quiet, you hear his harsh breaths from right beside you , his tail drags along yours and when you turn his way , its js immediate intense eye contact, this guy is tripping hard out.

"are you okay ?" you ask him, the worried look in your eyes js makes him fold, he moves a piece of your braided hair out of your face , tilting his head abit

staring into eachothers eyes while high js catches you both in a trance, to him your eyes glow in the different shades of the vibrant colours running around you both. the yellow coat of his irises could taint your view of all the different colours that surround pandora , there would be nothing as bright or as gorgeous as his eyes when the colour melts with yours.

"i want to kiss you" the statement is barely heard over the loud songs that the trees around you hum out , your curt nod has his hand holdinh the side of your head bringing you closer to him the other gently folding into yourown hand

the kiss is sloppy, full of feelings and passion, when you lean in and his arm moves to pull you closer, neither of you can get enough of the touch, you pull away for air but to him he js needs to feel you , suddenly your presence isnt enough like this is so rude to him js merge skins with him already- but hes gentle widit

he'll pull you closer while you both breathe heavily and he'll gently rub his hands up nd down ur back. hes never done this before, felt this before but a look into your eyes and the worry of being uncomfortable js disappears.

hands resting on either side of his face, you on his lap and his arms around your waist, both of you high as fuck

"lets go ride our ikran to ayram alusìng (floating mountains)"

youd race eachother there and suddenly you both feel like youre quieter than you really are, the day is soon and flying your ikran together feels like a dream, your body tingles as the air rushes over you body , you can both feel your smiles with your whole faces , atp you dont even bother tryna to be quiet when you return , neteyam is just a mess at this point and you wonder how he'll be able to continue his training today

unfortunately for you when you return to your tent your brother sits in front of the balazing fire, waiting for who knows how long

"tsmuke (sister) where were you ?"

is the first thing he askes you, he doesnt even ask if ur alright bro

"no where" "who were you with." "eylan (a friend) "how many? " "awpo (one individual)" "eve? evan? (girl? boy?)" "tute (a person)" "tupe. (who.)"

his voice is stern , the reflection of the fire in his eyes intimidate you , when he turns to look at you , you end up feeling cornered

"neteyam"

youre grounded from seeing him for until tsu'tey says so , you beg him to not tell toruk makto and he feels bad , the look his little sister gives him makes him feel like the worst person in the world so even though its unlike him to do so , he gives in and promises not to say anything

it wont matter in about a week though because the sky people are on hunt for the sullys , you wouldnt be able to see him for a while and it scares you

- end

ending is shit bc i kinda rushed the ending but it took longer than expected to write this , part 3 is coming

somewhat proofread

lmk what you think

[chandelier-s-notebook]

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“My name is Tubbo Jacobs. My father is Karl Jacobs. He works as an editor for the Houver Mailer. That’s also just true. My name is Tubbo Jacobs. I’ve just moved in with my father. I was living with my mother for my whole life, but I wanted to meet my dad after the divorce when I was three years old. So now that I’m sixteen, they arranged for me to move in.” Tubbo looks out the window of the Honda Civic Karl had driven him to school in. “My name is Tubbo Jacobs, and I am the new kid.”

Tubbo opens the shotgun door and steps out.

“What? Not gonna hug your old man?” Karl teases.

Tubbo glances back at him. “I will.” He slams the door behind him. Karl speeds away unfazed by the cold teen.

Geez. He’s gonna need to pretend that guy is his actual dad later. Tubbo shakes his head. Do normal teenagers hate their parents?

It’s been a while since Tubbo has been to school. Intellectually Tubbo knows that Hollywood movies are incorrect in their portrayal, but what does he have to base his expectations on. Ever since his grandpa died and his debts to the Jays were passed down to Tubbo’s father in the inheritance, his life was shit.

He was taken out of school in order to pay the debts off. Schlatt used him as an errand boy for the first year. Then on a supply run gone wrong he killed someone. Captain Maron was a homicide investigator and regularly brought home work. Tubbo had spent years reading up on serial killers and their signatures, and he had kept enough of his wits about him to frame one of those guys still on the streets.

After that, Schlatt gave him a new purpose: the Jays’ invisible assassin. Tubbo was a cop’s son, if anything the fact he was invisible helped his dad keep his job.

But, killers don’t have good social skills. And there’s nothing that’s transferable between assassin and high school student. He supposes that technically reading someone’s body language and copying it would be a transferable skill he had.

From emulating serial killers to high school students. He sincerely hopes he’s as good at the latter as he is the former.

In the atrium there are four masses of printed paper taped to the walls. There are larger decorative letters above these, and Tubbo makes his way to the one that says “JUNIORS.”

He runs his finger along the Js section, looking for his name. There he was. “Tubbo Jacobs, room 234, English, Ms. Chu.” Tubbo turns to find a stairwell. “Now where is 234?”

Tubbo’s a little on edge as he wanders the school walls, but who wouldn’t be? Tubbo decides he’s going to forget the whole “must assassinate Thomas Rough next semester” thing for the time being. Right now he’s going to focus on being the new kid; figuring out how to socialize, and befriending Ranboo Alastair.

He knows Ms. Chu’s door when he sees it. It’s the one with tissue paper flowers and bright colours on it. The first thing he sees upon walking in is a seating plan. Back corner, nice. And his deck partner is his mark.

Nope. Not calling him that. Thomas Rough is the mark. Ranboo Alastair is the collateral, the current target.

Tubbo sits down. Ranboo enters the classroom.

If all goes to plan, Ranboo Alastair will be Tubbo’s first friend in six years.

Ranboo throws his bag to the floor and pulls out his phone. The two of them sit silently in their corner of the room while people file it and start talking to their classmates. Tubbo notices that everybody in the class glanced at them at least twice, each.

Tubbo is pretty sure it’s because they all must have gone to school together for years and were checking out the new face, but it seems like Ranboo is getting just as many looks at Tubbo. And it’s not like he chose to sit next to the new kid.

The early bell rings.

“Sorry about the looks.” Ranboo says, still texting. “That happens.”

“It’s fine. I expected it. New blood ‘n’ all.”

“That happens too.”

Tubbo wonders what he was referring to the first time.

“Good morning class, welcome to junior English!” Ms. Chu says over the voices of the class ocne the late bell rings. “We’re going to do attendance, then I’m forcing you to do an ice breaker with your desk partner.”

Tubbo’s head falls forwards slightly while the class groans. How was he supposed to come up with something for ice breakers?

Ms. Chu puts her hands up placatingly, kinda smile on her face. “I know I know. No one likes ice breakers. But we can start reading MacBeth instead if you guys want?”

This got a much louder negative reaction.

“That’s what I thought.” Ms. Chu pulls up the attendance sheet. “Ranboo Alastair?”

“Here.”

Tubbo checks out as he tries to come up with experiences. The problem is that all good lies stem from the truth, and that he needs to remember these stories for later. Tubbo flits through his life from before he started working under Schlatt and a few normal moments from his life after.

“Tubbo Jacobs?”

“Present,” he says without really thinking or hearing her.

“Tubbo?”

“Yes. Don’t laugh.”

“I’m not laughing. I’m not laughing,” Ranboo says, definitely stifling a laugh.

“Stop.” Tubbo smiles, good naturally he hopes. “Your name is Ranboo. You can’t laugh.”

“Sure I can.”

“No you can’t!”

The teacher clears her throat.

Tubbo and Ranboo look at her; the latter with a confident smile, the former with an apologetic one.

“Good morning Ms. Chu,” Ranboo says, “Don’t let us interrupt you. Please go one with your lesson plan.”

“You got a mouth over the summer Mr. Alastair,” the teacher jokes.

“Nah Ma’am. I got confidence.”

Tubbo breaks. He purses his lips in order to not laugh.

Ms. Chu, completely unoffended and obviously ready to play, sits back in her chair. “Save it for tomorrow when there’ll be a lesson to disrupt. Everyone else, turn to your partners and introduce yourselves. Tell each other about your summers for the next ten minutes.”

Both Tubbo and Ranboo seem to have the same idea. Everyone else turns but they stay staring at Ms. Chu.

“Yes boys?”

“You said ‘everybody else’ what are we doing?” Tubbo asks, innocent as can be.

Someone from a nearby desk stops their sentence to laugh.

“Mr. Jacobs was it?”

“Yes Ma’am.”

“Tell Ranboo about your summer.”

“Of course Ma’am.”

Tubbo may be an assassin, but he’s still a teenager who’s been told what to do for years; cop’s kid, dealing with the fucking Mafia, the pinnacle of controlling adults. As far as he was concerned, any punishment he’d get from talkback here was nothing. Tubbo was going to be the smartass-talkback kid. Fuck.

“So what did you do this summer?”

Hack into the Roughs’ personal database to learn everything he could about Thomas Rough by going through Dan Rough’s archives on his son’s life. “Coding,” is what he says instead.

[alicanta77]

i’d love to hear about ‘are you et? no i’m js’ (and that title is honestly one of the best i’ve ever seen)!!🥺

omg as much as i'd love to be able to take credit for that, that would be the work of the lovely @strwbrryhoney who offered it during my survey (still eternally indebted to you for coming up with that one)

this one i've actually been so excited for omg, our little alien jisung and human y/n get sucked into a web of lies that they never expected (because i can't write a story without a plot twist). i've roughly planned pretty much the whole thing and just need to write it, but for now, here's is a snippet of some of what i've written so far, how they meet.

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Your eyes fluttered slightly, the hold that sleep had on you felt much deeper than you were used to. You rolled over onto your side, reaching for your duvet to pull it over your head and drown out the sound of your alarm. However, your hand grabbed at empty air instead of your warm covers, causing you squeeze your eyes further shut in confusion.

It was only then that you took in the silence around you. There was no high pitched repetitive beeping of your alarm, alerting you that it was time to wake up. No, your room was completely silent.

Your eyes slowly peeled open, hoping to check the time on your phone by your bed. You flung an arm out, a small yelp leaving you when it hit nothing and instead the momentum of your movement caused you to roll rather ungracefully off your bed.

You landed on the hard ground, confusion clouding your mind. You must have been lying on the very edge of your bed. But, since when was your bed that small? And since when was your carpet this hard?

You pushed yourself up into a sitting position slowly, rubbing the part of your forehead that still dully ached from you not so gently landing on the floor. As your eyes adjusted to the light you took in your surroundings.

There walls and floor were a matching light grey colour. In fact, the entire room was varying shades of grey. You jumped up, practically throwing yourself to your feet as you came to a terrifying realisation.

You had no idea where you were.

Your breath began to shorten as you tried with everything you could to keep yourself calm.

Had you been kidnapped? What kind of place is this? Are they holding you for ransom? Who’s “they”? How long have you been asleep? How much danger are you in?

Just as these worries began to completely consume you, you heard the door begin to click, signalling what you assumed was a lock. Your head shot around, looking for anything that could pass as a weapon if you needed. However, the room was minimalist, basically empty and there was nothing that you would be able to pick up. Hell, you weren’t even wearing shoes and the bright blue pyjamas that you went to sleep with were blinding against the bland setting.

The door suddenly opened at speed, and a tall figure burst in before shutting it again behind them just as quickly. They turned around as you finally got a look at their face.

It was a boy, tall and slim staring down at you with his eyes wide with panic. His hair hair lay messily on his face and seemed to change colour from black to purple with each movement his head makes. He kept looking over his shoulder, checking behind him for something before turning back to you. When he spoke his voice was deeper than you were prepared for, the husk in it surprising you. But nothing surprised you as much as the words he spoke.

“You have no idea how many rules I’m breaking here but my human studies final is tomorrow and I really need help because I’m going to fail it.”

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[outerbankslut]

Childhood Friends... Pope Heyward

Summary • You have been in love with Pope Heyward since you first met him when you were younger. But there’s one or two problems. Or so you think. He doesn’t like you. Does he?

Warnings • Swearing. Underage drinking.

Word Count • 3.3k (Imagine)

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(GIF isn’t mine, let me know if it’s yours)

    AT EIGHT YEARS old you first met Pope Heyward. The concept of Outer Banks at such a young age seemed like a dream for you. Never ending beaches. Hot weather practically all the time. Surfing and swimming at your beck and call. It was a stark change from living in Minnesota.

The house you moved into was a small two story house next to one almost identical. And the day you had moved in a boy came knocking at the door. He seemed around your age and held a pie dish in his hands seemingly quite nervous. Your parents were upstairs unpacking so you opened the door hoping maybe you could make a friend.

"My mum made me bring this pie for you since we’re neighbours, here you go." He kept his eyes trained on the ground then handing you the pie and scurrying back home before you could even take a breath. Your face dropped as he ran off but you felt determined to make him a friend, after all you were neighbours so how hard could it be since you'd see him almost all the time.

A few days later your mum wanted to buy some groceries rather than living off of takeaway food for any longer and opted for going to Heywards shop. Which ended up being your neighbours store.

You wandered through the store while your mum chatted with Heyward and eventually stumbled upon the boy who ran away sitting on the floor and reading a comic.

"Spider-Man's really cool." You had said sitting down next to him as his head snapping to the side suddenly looking from his marvel comic to you. It was a surprise he didn't get whiplash.

"Really? I think so too." The boy gushed about the hero while you sat listening. Then your mum called you from the front of the store and you pouted, sad you could hang out with your new friend any longer.

Then the next thing you knew the eight year old boy was dragging you both to your feet and taking you to the candy area. He handed you a chocolate bar with a cheeky grin. "Don't tell my dad."

You nodded and giggled before rushing off to your mum and looking back at your new friend happily. Your parents invited the Heywards around for weekly dinners and alternated between houses becoming good family friends which only strengthened you and Popes friendship.

After that began it was an almost daily thing for you to hang out. You and Pope were attached by the hip. You went on your bikes together. Even took kids surfing lessons together. Though Pope practically already knew how to surf since he was raised on the water.

As you grew older you would do your homework together with the Heyward boy often helping you with the subjects you struggled in while you helped him with the things he struggled with.

Eventually you offered to help with the shop to pass time and hang out with your friend and at this point the Heywards were like family to you.

When you were both ten years old Pope had the idea to make a tree house. And though not the best considering it ended up just a rickety platform balancing on branches with ladders either side of it, it still worked. The tree overhung both houses back gardens with its trunk positioned just on the edge of your garden.

You met two more goofs that year. JJ and John B. The two Js was what you called them at first. You became fast friends with their long hanging bond similar to yours with pope. You fit like a lock and a key together. However you never showed the Pogues the treehouse, it was just you and Popes little space.

You spent a lot of time up there just staring up at the stars of reading. Pope liked to talk about all his hopes and dreams while you were there and you listened.

"Y/N, do you think I’ll be able to get into a good college. Like for forensic pathology." He asked as you laid on the 'treehouse' could you even call it that.

"Pope you are the smartest person I know. So it's unlikely that you won't get into anywhere you want."

"I know it's just—I don't think my dad can afford it so I'll need to get a scholarship. There'll be be hundreds of people competing for it. I'm just a drop in the ocean to them." He ranted and you could hear the stress in his voice. This wasn't something someone as smart and determined as Pope should have to stress about was all you thought. He deserved so much while people who deserved so much less got fed with a silver spoon up in figure eight.

"They'd be dumb not to let you in. I don’t see how you wouldn’t. I have faith in you but I will also do whatever it takes to get you in. I'll pay for your tuition myself if I have to. Or I'll find some dirt on the dean and—"

"I'd rather not have my acceptance be a product of your blackmailing ways Y/N but thankyou and I'm not letting you pay for my tuition." He laughed. It was the melodic sound that rung in your ears that made you smile and turn your head away from the stars and towards him. The small lights you had hanging from the tree branches were bouncing off of his beautiful chestnut skin. His eyes were a shade of dark honey brown that simmered in the light. He was amazing in every single way.

Your fourteen year old self was starting to realise what you had been oblivious to the whole time. You would do anything for Pope. He was your ride or die. And you hoped you were his.

However when Kiara came in was when things went weird between you and Pope. She waltzed in in all her kook glory looking like a goddess. So of course you couldn't blame the boys when suddenly all their attention was on her and her beautiful brown wavy hair or golden cocoa skin that glimmered in the sunlight. You couldn't figure out whether she was just born lucky with amazing genetics or whether she was a vampire like from Twilight. Either way, Pope Heyward fell and he fell hard that year. At work he always spoke about her and it was slowly killing you inside. Every time he mentioned it you swore you heard your heart break and crack into more pieces.

You wished you could tell him. But you would be putting your friendship on the line. It would be selfish to tell him when he clearly wasn’t interested.

Instead of moping over an unattainable crush you attempted to move on. And to everyone’s surprise started flirting back with JJ. He was always shooting his shot like he did with Kie and tourons at keggers but normally you never flirted back. You thought somehow within your skewed logic it would work and you would be over Pope. Like the saying fake it till you make it. But it just bought your thoughts back to how it wasn’t Pope.

The Heyward boy started to pay more attention to it. He got a weird feeling in his stomach everytime he saw you laughing at JJs jokes and not his or just talking to each other. He stared every time you flipped your long glossy hair over your shoulder and looked flawless or would saunter off back into the chateau for a drink.

His interest turned from anyone to you within a second of a word coming from you pink lips. But you had convinced yourself he wasn't interested and you were oblivious to his newfound feelings. And so he stayed blind as he had been before to yours.

    "HEY WHAT’RE YOU doing over here, lil red." JJs nickname had originated from the fact that red was your favourite colour. You had even dressed up as little red riding hood one year for Halloween which sparked the full nickname. It was sweet but in no way anything more than a friendly nickname. Although Pope begged to differ. You sat leaning against the wooden poll on the wooden floor of the dock. Your arms wrapped around your legs pulling them close to your chest giving you a sense of comfort as you stared at the sunset across the marsh.

You turned to the blond sending him a small smile before turning back to the sinking blends of fluorescent pink and oranges blurring into one beautiful mess in the sky. "Watching the sunset."

"Mind if I watch too?" He asked settling down beside you and resting his arms on his knees. You nodded. It turned away from the sky.

You heard the laugh of Pope from behind you and turned this time you turned away to look seeing Pope laughing with Kie that just sparked jealousy in your stomach. He looked so happy with her.

"So what's the deal with that?" JJ asked from beside you and you turned to him confusion splattering on your features which were orange from the light hitting of the setting sun.

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about the long glances, more like stares really and when you tell a joke you always look to Pope first. You look at him like he's the best thing in the world. Not to mention you randomly starting to flirt with me. I'm a professional ladies man. I notice these things. You’re not interested in me, it’s Pope." He blurted out and you sat rubbing a hand over your face with a sigh.

"I don’t do any of that." JJ have you a look which you shrugged at. “Look I—I did, but I don’t anymore.”

“You sure about that?” JJ kept his stare on you as you shuffled uncomfortably before sighing.

“I just wish he could just like me back, but he never will he’ll always like Kie and I don’t wanna be jealous of them cause then I’ll be a terrible friend but... I can’t help it.”

“Lil red, I know you might not believe me but I think Pope does like you. A lot. I’ve seen the way he looks at you. It’s not just some friendly look.” He places his hand on your shoulder rubbing it softly and you send him a tight lipped smile.

“Maybe he does, I doubt it though. And people say girls are complicated. You boys are just as complicated.” You teased bumping his shoulder as he let go of yours. “But anyway we’re forgetting about the most important rule ever. No pogue on pogue macking.”

JJ snorted shaking his head. “Don’t bring up that bullshit rule. I know that if anyone of you showed interest in me it would be out of the window.”

“I’m not particularly a rule breaker unlike you.”

“Rules are made to broken but you’re just boring Lil Red.” You gasped and turned to your friend.

“No I am not. Take it back.” You glared at him jokingly.

“What’re you gonna do?”

You raised your eyebrows and then pushed the boy off the dock thinking you’d suceeded for a slip second until he grabbed your shoulders and pulled you in too.

Pope watched the two of you laughing and talking for a while without you realising and then he saw you both fall in the water together laughing and looking like you belonged together. He shook his head slightly as he looked back to Kie who stared with worried eyes.

“You okay Pope?”

“Yeah, yeah I’m fine just thinking.” Kie nodded going back to talking to John B until a shout erupts and they both turned to see JJ and you in the water. Pope was already looking.

“Lil red what the fuck?” He laughed shaking off his hair while you rung your own out still looking amazing to Pope.

“You said I was boring.” You shrugged chuckling and then screeching as you were pushed back under the water.

“I’m honestly surprised they’re not together yet.” Kie laughed looking at the two other boys beside her.

“You think they like each other?” Pope asked worry pinched in his eyebrows. It was one thing for him to think it but for Kie to confirm his thoughts made his stomach churn.

“Well yeah, I mean look at them.”

Pope was looking at them. And he saw it clear as day. You and him were never going to happen.

You breathed heavily as you and JJ walked up the steps to the docks. “Hey I know what we can do to help get your mind off of Pope for a night.”

“What?”

“A kegger.”

    THE PARTY HAD started two hours ago and was roaring with teens, kooks and Pogues alike hung together for one night filled with truce, beer and weed.

He had left you a few minutes before to pursue a girl of course while you sat around a bonfire staring at the embers that floated into the midnight sky. But you were still thinking about him. He was stuck in your thoughts like superglue. You'd hoped that maybe alcohol would help loosen you up and get you out of your head but being alone and drunk made it worse.

Pope stood by Kie as you sat at the fire by yourself. Now was his chance to tell you and maybe you would like him back but if you didn't then maybe it would be less embarrassing since you were drunk. However he was not drunk since he abstained from the beer despite the multitudes of parties they had. He was the designated driver type.

"I'm gonna go over to Y/N." Kiara nodded before she continued talking to a random boy that sat next to her.

He walked across the sand catching your attention as you snapped your head up to see him heading your way.

"Hey Pope."

You were surprised he left Kie.

"You looked a little lonely so I'm giving you company."

"Oh Thankyou. My saviour." You said jokingly. Taking a swig of beer you examined the boys face. It twitched with nerves as he sat next to you and fiddled with his fingers.

He looked up at you with a small smile. “Y/N, I—”

“God, girls around here really have a good left hook.” JJ groaned holding his face sitting down next to you on the log interrupting Pope who he hadn’t noticed.

Then JJ looked up to see Pope sitting there awkwardly and you almost laughing at the fact that he got punched by a girl which never happened before. “Oh shit sorry I didn’t realise...”

“Realise what?” You asked shaking your head cluelessly before you dragged yourself up. “I need another drink.”

JJ tried to stop you but before he knew it you were at the keg with him following after.

“Uh, Lil red, I think Pope might’ve been about to tell you he liked you.”

“Wait, what? Really?” You almost dropped your beer as your hands went slack in shock but you quickly gripped it tight swallowing some. Pope stared into as you had walked away from him with JJ following. Of course he was going after you because like Kie said, they liked each other. He wanted to see if he could forget, so he did something he would probably regret.

“I’m pretty sure I mean he looked like he was going to. I really need to talk to him...” The blond trailed off as he stared at something behind him.

“What is it?” You were about to turn around until JJ held your shoulders in place until your shoved them off and saw what you never wanted to see.

Pope was kissing a girl. Not Kie though. It was just a random girl who he was kissing. Your eyes burned with tears as you turned to JJ scoffing.

“Yeah he definitely likes me doesn’t he.” You choked back a sob shoving the beer into JJs hand and running off into the trees.

Pope has pulled away just in time to see it and instant regret filled his stomach.

“Pope, buddy, what did you do?” JJ asked softly as Pope looked at his walking away from the random girl who looked taken aback.

“I’m so sorry.” He apologised and she rolled her eyes walking off. “I don’t know what was going through my head, one second I was at the fire the next I was kissing a random girl.”

“Look, bro, just go find her and explain everything.”

“Yeah, I’ll—I’ll do that.”

You had walked the farthest you could from the party, still bare foot since your shoes were in the van and John B had the keys. You were leaning against a tree trunk when you decided to go to the one place that would comfort you most despite reminding you of him.

You went straight home taking 20 minutes to walk down the cold desolate roads that were dark by this time. The first thing you did was get ice cream from the freezer before making your way to the tree house and wrapping yourself in the blankets befor leaning against one of the many pillows stored there. You listened to the gentle breeze above rustling the leaves of the blooming trees and the crickets in the distance and felt the gentle swaying of the platform beneath you.

This was your comfort place. It was the only place you felt like this since it was where you created all your favourite memories with Pope Heyward. The unattainable boy who had always been by your side.

By the time Pope made it home it was completely dark but he knew exactly where you would be. He made his way to his backyard and saw your small figure and made his way up. You sat up quickly and almost burst into more tears after seeing him.

"Y/N..."

"Pope what are you doing here?" You asked as he climbed up the ladder.

"I came to check up on you..." He sighs and sits down next to you. "And I came to say that that kiss was a big mistake."

"Why—what?" You looked at the boy in confusion.

"I like you. I know we've been best friends forever and I hope this doesn't make it weird but that's the truth. I kissed the girl to see if I could forget about you which in hindsight was really stupid. And you probably hate me."

You looked at him with glossy eyes and smiled.

"Yeah that was stupid if you thought you could get over me.” You laughed which died down when you turned to him looking more serious. “But I don’t hate you. It’s not like we were dating.”

“I was thinking...we could change that.” Pope tells you and you raise your eyebrows, a growing smile on your face.

“Hmm okay. Date. This friday. On the beach. You and me?" You asked and his eyes lit up feeling slightly surprised at the forwardness.

"Isn't it supposed to be me asking you out?" He asked teasingly.

"It's the twenty first century pope get with it."

"Of course. And I would love to go on a date with you.”

“Good.” He then jumped on top of you in all your blankets and you let out a shriek. “Oh my god, Pope are you trying to simultaneously give me a heart attack and break this thing?”

“Not really, but if it happens then oh well.” He feigned nonchalance for a second breaking into a grin as you slapped his arm.

“Watch it mister. Or I’ll reconsider that date.”

“Okay, I’m sorry Y/N.”

You sighed contently as he wrapped you up in his arms, both of you under the blankets and the stars. You could definitely get used to this.

Note • In honor of simping for Pope and jd day, year, decade and century i’ve written this cause he’s a cutie and I love him. This was kinda anticlimatic but 🤷‍♀️

[chocolatemillkk]

The Odds (JS)

Request: so you know how joe is the prankster, what if y/n was pulling a prank on him like a fake pregnancy and she actually takes the test to colour in the lines an it turns out she’s actually pregnant ??

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How would he believe it more?

I bite my lip as I stand under the fluorescent lighting of the pharmacy. I go over the steps in my head-I couldn't give anything away to Joe that this was a prank. He sniffed out a prank like a dog sniffing out fear.

The boys had approached me with a plan-it was time I got Joe back for the prank he pulled on me earlier this year and they were lending me their help. They insisted a pregnancy prank and I was outweighed so I had agreed.

Caspar and Josh helped me with the cameras, Jack watched my facial expressions and gave me pointers, and Byron was going to update me when he got home. But now, for choosing the actual pregnancy test.

I shouldn't be this scared to buy a pregnancy test, I scold myself. But what if the cashier at the counter thinks it's real.

But so what if it's real!?

I blow out the air from my cheeks and shake my head. It's not like I was pregnant. This was just for a prank.

But-I should try to make it as realistic as possible. That meant buying multiple packs. Alright.

I swipe as many tests as my hands can grab and bring them to the counter.

"All of these?" The man asks.

"Yup! I'll pay with cash please." I respond as if my credit company would flag the purchase-I roll my eyes. I was a 27 year old woman who'd been with her boyfriend for four and a half years. It wouldn't be the end of the world to be pregnant-last week I overheard a 20 year old talking about her daughter! This isn't weird!

Yet I still stuff them into my purse before making my way out. I had two hours until Joe showed up-I should hurry.

At home, I double check that the cameras are hidden and then open all the boxes and throw them into the trash, covering it with tissues. The plan was to leave one on top for Joe to notice first. Which one should I put? Well, which one should I colour in.

And then it comes to me-maybe I should just take one. For fun. There was no harm-it would make the prank funnier and more convincing if I peed on the stick.

I move to the kitchen and knock back glass after glass of water until my bladder feels like it would explode. I rush back to the bathroom and dig out a package as I sit on the toilet. This one says ten minutes. Alright.

I suddenly start to feel nervous.

"It's a bloody prank," I mumble. "Get a grip. Just ten minutes."

I should check the cameras again as I wait. And grab a pen-I'll colour in the lines once my test shows up negative. I'll have to do that for all of them anyway.

Except.

When I check the test, it's not what I'm expecting.

"No," I whisper to myself, squinting at the faint second line. "No fucking way. What are the odds!"

So I take another one.

Ten minutes later, it's the same thing.

"Maybe I'll choose a different kind."

Ten minutes.

A positive sign.

"Shit!" My emotions feel like someone's put them in a shaker and is demonstrating how to make a martini. Shock, nerves, joy-overwhelming joy, crash into me like waves and I clutch the sink not to tumble down. "Fuck!"

What do I do? What do I do! I was pregnant! I was bloody pregnant with Joe's baby and we hadn't even planned this! We were safe. Usually. We'd talked about having kids. Eventually. But now?

My phone vibrates on the sink. Byron texts me to let me know they were on their way home. Twenty or so minutes, he specifies. I pick it up and open Google. Maybe I had cancer-isn't that why men take the tests? Or it was a mistake...maybe I should take another. Just to be safe.

But I waste another ten minutes and it's the same. I pull up my app and count the days since my period. I was meant to get it last week but that's normal. I think...

I really was pregnant.

You ready? Byron texts again after my no reply.

No! I don't know what to do! How do I plan for this? Byron! Stall him!

I take my panic out in text form. Byron texts back something reassuring-as if I was simply panicking over a prank, and I have to sit. The room was suddenly spinning.

"In, out." I put my head on my knees and take a deep breath just like my therapist suggested. Okay Y/N, evaluate the situation: you're pregnant.

That's it. That's the situation.

I look up and catch my eye in the mirror. And my head suddenly stops whizzing about; I was pregnant. With a baby.

My hands go to my stomach and for the first time I realise what that meant. There was a human life growing inside me. That was the product of love, a lot of love. I was having a baby, a kid with the man who made my heart ache with the love I had for him. This kid would be so so so loved.

Suddenly, I have an idea.

Dropped him to the door-see you on the other side, Byron texts. He had an excuse about going to Caspar's. I send back a smiley and turn on the cameras. Joe would appreciate having the footage of finding out. Unless he didn't want the baby...shit, what if he hates the news-

"Hello?" Joe calls into the flat. "Y/N?"

"Hi!" I can hear the fluttery pitch of my voice. Luckily, the sound of Joe clinking his keys on the table hide it. "Had a nice time out?"

"Yeah. What you been up to?" Joe sheds his jacket and kisses my cheek. I'm bursting with raw nerves and I can't hold it in.

"I have news-I have-I need to talk to you. To tell you about something. Can we talk?"

Joe chuckles as I rephrase the question a thousand times. "What about?"

"Um, wait here. Sit here. I'll be back."

Joe suddenly looks suspicious as I push him into a chair and rush to the bathroom. I scoop the five positive tests and the two empty ones, stuffing them into the pocket of my hoodie. There was no going back.

"What's this about?" Joe asks with his brows pulled together. His look is intimidating, like he thinks he knows he's being set up. His intense expression plucks at my nerves like violin strings so I do what I do best and begin to blabber.

"Okay. So I don't know exactly how to put this babe. It's big-huge news. And I hope you're excited, if you're not then I...well I don't really know-I'm so nervous! My palms are sweating! My palms never sweat unless that's-it's a symptom? I should look that up but-"

"Y/N," Joe puts his hands on my shoulder and chuckles. "How many coffees did you have?"

"Ohh coffee," I groan. "I would have savoured this morning's cup better if I knew..."

Joe raises an eyebrow and I can tell realisation is dawning on him. Oh no. I better say it quick.

"I'm pregnant," I say at the same time Joe asks, "Are you...?"

"You're joking," Joe says immediately. He looks my face over but he can't read it the way he wants so he glances down at my belly where I realise I had proof.

"No! No I have-"

Joe's already gotten up and walking straight to one of the cameras.

"Y/N this isn't a funny prank!" Joe whips out the camera to check it was recording. His cheeks turn pink. "That's not funny."

"I'm not being funny!" I rush to the camera and set it back on the shelf. "I want to record your honest reaction! I-I swear I'm not pranking you!"

"How did you find out?" Joe demands.

I pull out the handful of tests and watch Joe reach out and pick one up.

"No-not that one. That's unused." I pick it out of his hand and exchange it for the rest. "I did it a hundred times-I'll admit it was supposed to be a prank. The boys were in on it and everything but I took the test for fun-just to see and I realised it had the two lines-see over there. So I panicked and took another but I still didn't believe it so there's one with-"

Joe stops me when he grabs my face in his hands, "We're pregnant?"

For the first time my eyes well up with tears. "We're gonna have a baby."

"Oh my god," Joe hiccups as he crushes me to him. He keeps saying the same three words into my skin and I wrap my arms around him too. He smells like someone who just came from a pub, but underneath it's Joe. I suddenly wonder if babies could distinguish smells. I swear I'd read something like that-

"I-My mum will be eccstatic! Your mum's been waiting for this since we got together!" Joe shouts.

"We've got to think of good ways to tell them all!" I shake out of my thoughts.

"We're having a baby!" Joe says like saying it was making it more real. "A baby. And they're gonna grow up and I'm gonna be a dad! Love, we'll be parents!"

"I know," I laugh and it clears the nerves from my body. Relief settles in its place, especially seeing Joe so willingly accept our unborn baby. He wanted it too.

Joe cups my face and kisses me hard. "Baby," he says against my lips.

"Now I don't know if you're talking about me or this baby." I reach down to my stomach and that jolts Joe into remembering that's where the baby was. He puts his hands over mine and looks back up at me, grinning.

"I can't wait to make the boys think this is a prank."

"I'm excited for their reactions. Oli won't be the youngest of the group any more."

"He'll get over it." Joe chuckles.

"Yeah," I get lost in Joe's wonder-filled eyes.

"I love you." His eyes shine euphoric, and I was sure it mirrored my own.

"I love you," I wrap my hands around his neck.

Joe slides his hands around my hips and squeezes me before letting go completely.

"I can still squeeze you right? It won't do anything to the baby?"

"Oh my god Joe you squeezed me!" I gasp.

"Oh no what did I do." Joe grabs me by the shoulders to steady me.

"Nothing," I say and I can't help but laugh at the sheer panic on his face.

"Bloody-" Joe takes in a breath. "You can't do that!"

"I promised a prank!" I motion to the cameras and Joe laughs with relief, both of us too giddy over the news to say anything more.

We were going to be a three-person family now, and the boys were definitely going to be pranked for this. Although, if I thought about it, they were the reason I found out.

Not that I was going to tell them that.

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Let's Play. (Zeus Brundle)

Summary: When your your boyfriend thinks your anniversary and game night are the same thing.. (Highly metaphorical js 😂)

Genre: Fluff/comedy

(Second Person Point of View)

It was your first anniversary with Zeus today, and to your dismay, he hadn't brought up any plans to hang out. However, you weren't gonna jump to conclusions just because he didn't talk about any plans for the past week. Maybe he was gonna tell you today, right?

You take a glance at the clock hanging on the wall. 1:00 P.M. You sigh. He's more likely asleep by now.

"Could you calm down?" Amelia giggles, "I'm sure he hasn't forgotten about it. He probably has a big surprise planned for you!"

"You don't know that." You point out, "plus, I don't want a big surprise; I just want to spend time with him." You fidget with the edge of your duvet, avoiding your roommate's gaze.

"You wouldn't know if I know something." She says. That caught your attention, but when you ask what she means, she dismisses it, saying she was only pointing it out. You give her a look but let it go.

Before either of you could say anything else, you heard a knock on the door. The dorm mother informs you that you have a guest waiting for you outside.

Overjoyed with the thought of seeing your boyfriend, you shot out of bed and quickly got dressed in a cute outfit you totally didn't prepare for this occasion. Nope. You put your hair in a simple half updo for a change and rush outside after giving Amelia a quick 'Goodbye!'.

Your features soon change into a confused expression when you realize your guest wasn't Zeus. A familiar silver-haired male stood with a smile, waving at you.

"Good afternoon, (Y/N)." Leon greets.

"Good afternoon, Leon." You tried your best to not let your disappointment show. It wasn't because Leon was there; it was just because Zeus wasn't. You didn't want to make Leon feel bad for something he didn't do, though, so you give him your best smile and wait for him to tell you why he needed you.

"Zeus told me to give you this." Not surprising due to his usual strange and awkward self, Leon simply states with no introductions whatsoever, as he hands you a white card folded in half.

Your confusion was quickly brought back as you take the card, "What's that?"

Leon places his index finger and his thumb around his chin, as if thinking or trying to remember something, while staring off into a different direction, "A game, I think."

"A game?" Opening the card, you question the reliability of Leon's answer. Unfortunately, seeing the content of the card didn't help you get any more information about what Zeus was planning either.

In a messy handwriting, a simple yet puzzling statement was written. The one who never stops nagging.

"What does that mean?" You weren't sure if you were asking yourself or Leon, considering you could never be sure if the boy was fully aware of the actual situation or if he understood it in his own unique way.

"He told us you'd follow the clues." He replies.

"Us?" You raise an eyebrow.

"I have to go." The boy states before turning on his heel and marching away.

"Leon, wait!" You call out, but he was already too far gone. Helplessly, you stare at the card, trying to understand the meaning of this situation. Follow the clues? This is your first clue? The one who never stops nagging. So, you need to find a person. But that's not fair, Zeus is convinced everyone is always nagging!

Huffing, you rub your temples, hoping you could figure out which specific person could this be aimed at. And then you had an idea. Could it be..?

"Klaus?" You knock and allow yourself in after hearing his usual come in.

"How can I help?" The way he acted suddenly made you doubt he had any idea of what was going on with Zeus.

"Uh..um..well, do you happen to..have anything to do with whatever Zeus is planning?" Your fingers kept fumbling with the card nervously.

"I do have your second clue if that's what you're asking." He chuckles, reaching to open one of his drawers and handing you a peach-coloured card, "I only agreed to help that idiot because I figured you'd be happy with this kind of thing."

"It seems fun." You agree, taking your next clue from Klaus. "Thanks." You say before heading towards the door.

"Oh, by the way," Klaus calls out, making you stop in your tracks, "He wouldn't tell me what he wrote in the first card..what was the clue to bring you here?"

You take a hesitant glance at your first card. The one who never stops nagging. "I think you're better off not knowing."

He raises his eyebrows at you. Fearing death, you quickly hand him the card and take a step back.

"Why am I helping this rascal anyway?!" Clearly annoyed by the clue, Klaus complains, "wait, why would I be the one you think of when you see this?!"

Suddenly the blame was shifting to you, so you had to run for your life. "Uh..gotta go!" You laugh nervously and rush out of the office, "see you later!"

You let out a sigh of relief after successfully escaping Klaus's office and reaching the safety of the backyard garden. Finally getting a chance to open the second card, you waste no time to do so.

Second easiest place to fall asleep for me.

"Are you kidding me, Zeus?" You mumble. Just how would you know this? Okay, calm down. Think clearly. You'll figure it out; it can't be that hard. Well, since he said second, then it probably isn't his dorm, right? Where else would he fall asleep anywa- right. Day class.

You prayed Klaus wasn't searching for you or something, as you carefully make your way back into the main building. You were beginning to enjoy this so-called game of his, and without noticing, your pace was getting quicker; you were really curious about your next clue and to where it leads you. You were also curious about what waited for you at the finish line.

"Elias? Yukiya? You two have my next clue?" They were they only students sitting in class, which was explainable since it was a supposed day off.

Both giving you smiles, they nod. Elias takes out a pastel pink card from his bag and hands it to you. "I'm really glad we didn't have to wait here too long." He jokes.

"It's because I'm good at figuring out his riddles; they're far too easy!" You beam proudly.

They both give each other knowing looks before looking back at you, "Just don't get so proud so soon" Yukiya chuckles.

"Well, you're not wrong." You agree, fearing your next clue would take you forever to figure out. "Well, I should go finish this game, so I'll see you guys later!" You wave, exiting the classroom, and they return the gesture.

Impatiently, you unfold the card before even leaving the main building. This time it was just three words. Your favourite milkshake. Does he want you to go buy your favourite milkshake? Was Zeus trying to wear you out and make you go broke on the same day? Is that what this is? Regardless, you were determined to get to every spot he leads you to, so you make your way to town.

The moment you step inside the shop, an excited manager rushes to greet you. "You're (Y/N), right? We've been waiting for you!" She squels and links arms with you, quickly leading you to the counter where an equally excited worker was standing.

"It's (Y/N)?" He asks the older lady, and she nods eagerly. You were getting quite weirded out by the overly friendly staff. They also knew your name which was strange. But then again you visited here quite often, so that could be the reason. Why the excited greetings though?

"Your boyfriend is such a sweetheart! Hold onto him, dear!" She tells you before handing you the milkshake you were planning to order.

"Um, yeah, he is, and I will; thanks." You nod, still not very sure what was going on. When you tried to reach into your pocket to pay for the drink, she immediately stops you.

"Oh no, this is paid for already, honey. Now drink up." She pats your shoulder lovingly before leaving. Paid for? Zeus?

Your drink in hand, you walk out the shop and roam around aimlessly. Was that the finish line? A free milkshake? It was a sweet gesture, but you wished Zeus was there. You didn't want to spend the day alone. Well, at least he prepared all of this for you, right? You push your longing for your boyfriend to the back of your mind and slowly sip the heavenly milkshake.

After a long walk around town, you were done with your drink. You decided to throw away the cup then head back to your dorm. However, when you were about to throw the plastic cup into the bin, you notice something at the bottom of the cup. Quickly, you pull back the cup closer to you and lift it up lightly to look at the ink at the bottom.

"I will go on a diet tomorrow!"

It was your next clue! The game wasn't over yet! Excitement filled every part of you once more, especially when you knew exactly who this clue was aimed at. But for God's sake, Zeus, why did he need to make you go in circles?? Why couldn't Amelia just have the first clue?! Jeez!

"You knew all along!" You point an accusing finger at your roommate, making her burst into laughter.

"Come on, I couldn't spoil! It's no fun!" She defends.

"True." You agree, letting her off easy.

"Here's your next one!" Amelia excitedly gives you a card. A strange one. This card was in two colours. Blue and Gold.

You open it, and the statement inside leaves you in utter bewilderment. Eyes of the Chimera. It made you remember Yukiya's warning from earlier. "Eyes of the chimera? Now he wants me to hunt down chimeras?!" You groan.

"Don't take things so literally! It could be a person!" Amelia's hand quickly flies to cover her mouth, realizing she said too much. You stare at her for a few seconds, still puzzled, until you realize how obvious this makes your most difficult clue. Eyes of the Chimera aka mismatched eyes aka the one and only Joel.

"Thanks, Amelia!" You giggle, as you quickly run out the dorm.

"Ugh, shut it!" You hear her yell in frustration.

Marching to the boys' dormitories, you begin to feel tired from all the walking. God, Zeus, this better be worth it! It better be the last card too; you were exhausted. You were also getting impatient; you wanted to know how this all ends.

"Finally! I thought I'd have to wait a few days before you showed up." Joel teases.

"It's not my fault the milkshake didn't seem like a clue!" You defend.

"Told him it'd be risky and that you might throw away the cup without paying attention, but you know how stubborn he is." Joel shrugs, as he walks over to his bed to take the purple card lying on his pillow. "Your next one." He smiles, handing you the folded card. You thank him and exit his dorm, taking a look at the content of the new card while leaving the building.

This time it was just one word- one clear word. Lake. Something about this card made you feel like it was your last one. It could be just your brain trying to trick your sore legs into holding on for a bit longer, though. You weren't very sure.

You reach your next stop, but there's no one around. No more friends and no Zeus either. You walk around carefully, trying to spot one more friend of yours; there were plenty left, so it could be anyone. Suddenly, you felt your shoe brush against something that wasn't grass. A pastel green card. Really, Zeus? Green between the grass? You sigh, leaning down to pick up the card.

Congrats! You just followed some clues for no reason :P

"Zeus..I'm going to punch you next time I see you." You huff, your fist clenching. Did he really just make you walk all over Gedonelune for a dumb joke?!

However, Zeus wasn't that annoying. He just enjoys teasing you. You felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist; Zeus places his chin on your shoulder before planting a kiss on your cheek. "Does that change the punching me plan?" He chuckles.

You felt your face heat up: this time you were blushing instead of planning murder. "Maybe." You mumble.

"Hmm. How about this?" He turns you around to face him, gently placing his hands on your cheeks. He tenderly presses his lips against yours, pouring his love and adoration into the kiss, allowing you to melt into his touch. Without hesitation, your lips move against his with such synchronization, like the world was non-existent, and the only thing that mattered was his lips on yours.

"You're off the hook." You giggle after you both pull away.

"Good; cuz I have a lot more to show you!" He grins, holding your hand and leading you away from the lake, "I was scared you'd take so long that we wouldn't have time to do anything else!"

"Shut up; you have a smart girlfriend!" You lightly punch his arm.

"No doubt." He laughs.

And with that, your fun didn't end at what you thought was the finish line; the fun was just beginning, and now, you had Zeus to enjoy it with.

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A fairly capable smartwatch for newcomers- Technology News, Firstpost

Priya SinghNov 11, 2020 16:03:21 IST

When the Apple Watch was launched at a steep price of Rs 30,900, back in 2015, it instantly became aspirational for many. Much like most Apple devices. Fast forward to 2020, Apple smartwatches are still out of reach for many, not that they don’t deserve the premium. Not too many wearables can claim to be an FDA-approved EKG machine! Since then, other smartphones companies such as Huawei, Samsung, Oppo and many others have pulled up their socks to tap this pricing opportunity. Xiaomi, though a little late to the party, has finally thrown its hat in the ring. Their first smartwatch, the ‘Mi Watch Revolve’ has finally entered the India market at a price of Rs 10,999. You can get it at Rs 9,999, if you buy it before Diwali (14 November).

Mi Watch Revolve. Image: Tech2/Priya Singh

In my testing, I find the Xiaomi unit to be a really good option for those who are looking for an efficient fitness band that is almost a smartwatch.

Let me explain:

Can it minimise your screen time on phone like a smartwatch is expected to do?

No.

Can it still track your fitness and attract attention?

Yes, definitely.

The smartwatch does everything that a fitness tracker is supposed to, but less of what a smartwatch is expected to. Something as basic as taking calls is out of bounds here.

With the Revolve, has Xiaomi cut too many corners, or is it the right balance between looks, features and price?

Beautiful design with a gigantic display

The 1.39-inch AMOLED display might sound amazing on your wrist, but it is not. The watch produces good, punchy colours, offers adequate brightness with 5 levels to choose from, and has a 454 x 454 pixel resolution – quite sharp. But the dial of the watch is huge (46 mm), with no other size variant available. 46Mm, for a watch, is a very chunky size. This only works for those with large wrists, and entirely alienates normal-sized people. What were Xiaomi thinking?

The 1.39-inch AMOLED display might sound amazing on your wrist, but it is not. Image: Tech2/Priya Singh

Looks-wise, I really like the watch. There is something about a traditional circular dial that I always find classy. The silver, stainless steel rims around the display make it look subtle and elegant. You will see two physical pusher buttons at the top and bottom of the right edge. My review unit had navy blue straps made of a silicone material. You also have the option of buying a ‘Midnight Black’ variant.

There is something about a traditional circular dial that I always find classy. Image: Tech2/Priya Singh

The watch is comfortable and lightweight (40gm, excluding straps) but the straps are wide, and this started to irk me after using it for a prolonged period of time. The watch is just too large and awkward for my wrist. I would have really appreciated a smaller size.

The watch produces good, punchy colours, offers adequate brightness with 5 levels to choose from. Image: Tech2/Priya Singh

Ample fitness features but not all are reliable

The Mi Watch Revolve has nearly all the features you get in the Mi Band 5. You get 10 workouts including cycling, outdoor running, freestyle, walking, treadmill and so on. However, the watch doesn’t automatically detect if you are working out, so you have to manually tell it to start the programme. Other major features include a continuous heart rate monitor, sleep tracker, stress monitor and energy level tracker. The heart rate monitor is pretty reliable, but in case you have an extremely low or high heartbeat, it won’t alert you or suggest what to do next. The sleep monitor did a pretty good job as well, as it automatically detected night time sleep and gathered near-accurate data, categorising it as “deep”, “light” and “REM” (Rapid Eye Movement). However, at times, it did tell me that I was awake for almost an hour at night when I wasn’t. A glitch in the algorithm, I’d guess. Also, the watch does not recognise daytime naps.

The watch doesn’t automatically detect if you are working out, so you have to manually tell it to start the programme. Image: Tech2/Priya Singh

The smartwatch also comes with an always-on display feature that, unfortunately, eats up a lot of battery. I like my watch to show me the time at all times. That’s what a watch does. You can also turn on the raise-to-wake feature, but it was not consistently responsive. Also, there’s no 12-hour time format. This is a glaring omission.

I was disappointed to find that the Revolve does not come with female health tracking, because the newly-launched Mi Band 5 comes with a menstrual cycle tracker. Xiaomi should probably work in this direction too, though the 46mm dial size should make it clear that the audience is likely more male. The watch is also rather aggressive with its idle alerts, even when you’ve just sat down. That can be annoying! I hope Xiaomi fixes it in its next update.

The Xiaomi Wear app provides almost 100 watch faces to choose from. You can also update the face directly from the watch, but then you get just three options. When it comes to notifications, you can choose which apps can send you notifications. Just like the Mi band 5, you can see the notifications, but can’t interact with them. You can disconnect or mute a call, but cannot attend to it directly on the watch. I’d expect a little more ‘smart’ in a smartwatch.

The Xiaomi Wear app provides almost 100 watch faces to choose from. Image: Tech2/Priya Singh

Overall, with the app drawer, the UI is easy to navigate and looks clean. You get a weather app that keeps you updated about current temperature, weather forecast for a week and AQI. Phone finder, flashlight, air pressure, alarm, music control, timer, stopwatch are a few other features. The user interface of the Xiaomi Wear app is also user-friendly, but sometimes takes forever to sync data with the watch. While I didn’t use the app very frequently, it takes almost 5-10 minutes to sync, and that can get frustrating really quickly.

You get a weather app that keeps you updated about current temperature, weather forecast for a week and AQI. Image: Tech2/Priya Singh

Xiaomi has created a feature-rich smartwatch with the Revolve, but software glitches make it difficult to recommend wholeheartedly. We hope future software updates fix some or all of these bugs.

Xiaomi Wear app user interface.

The battery steals the show

With the always-on display enabled and brightness set at 1, I used the Revolve for daily sleep tracking, and frequent evening walks. The smartwatch battery lasted for 8 days, which is pretty impressive. The watch also charges from 0 to 100 percent in a couple of hours. I think that is acceptable since I only had to do it once a week.

The watch also charges from 0 to 100 percent in a couple of hours. Image: Tech2/Priya Singh

Should you buy it?

As a health-focused wearable, it is a good option for the fitness-minded. Image: Tech2/Priya Singh

Maybe, but I’d wait until all the software bugs are taken care of.

Post that, if you are looking for your first smartwatch that doesn’t break the bank, you should go ahead. It doesn’t come with top-notch smartwatch features like EKG or Bluetooth calling, but it is good enough for newcomers. As a health-focused wearable, it is a good option for the fitness-minded. But the 46mm size definitely needs consideration. If you’re a physically large person, or don’t mind having what looks like a tiny computer strapped to your wrist, the Mi Watch Revolve will work for you.

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Corrections for Simply Crochet issue 80

Corrections for Simply Crochet issue 80

We have corrections for the following patterns:

Mosaic Cowl, p.53. (charts on page 93)

The chart for this pattern is incorrect, here is the corrected version

Hook ‘n’ Learn, p97

Please note that the picture of the colour crafter blanket is actually the wrong way around (it is the back of the blanket that was photographed by mistake). Here is the correct picture to help you lay out your blocks.

Sweet Stitches blanket, pull-out pattern card

The chart is missing the key on the card, here is the correct version

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