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2011 Indian GP

So both championships have been won already but here is round 17 nonetheless. Is Lewis feeling better?

I'm just fast forwarding DC, Jake and Jordan being tourists. Did we ever ah. I was just about to ask if we’d ever had an Indian GP before and Jake confirms it's the first one. We haven't had many since have we? Yeah, Wikipedia tells me it was only held 3 times.

Quali report. Ah. A Williams crashed or something and Lewis didn't slow down as the marshals were getting the car. (to be clear : no marshal was on the track at the time but on the grass beside the track and metres away from Lewis but still, not okay, against the rules anyway.) Because of this he received a 3 place grid penalty. It's super weird the volume is too low for me to hear the voice-over properly. I think Jenson is 4th and Alonso is 3rd. The Ferraris had issues with vibrating front wings. Also Massa broke his suspension on his last run and hit the barriers. He's 6th. Lewis was 2nd on his final try but of course he had that penalty so he's 5th. He's happy with his performance but bitter about the penalty which he deems unfortunate but hey. You slow down when there are marshals on track, that's a basic rule. That makes Webber 2nd. And guess who's on pole, for a change?

So yeah the Ferraris are sporting flexing front wings, which actually aren't allowed anymore I believe? Yes. There was controversy about it in 2021, remember? Mercedes believed RedBull's rear wings flexed too much. Article 3.8 of the technical regs states that all aero components must be "rigidly secured to the entirely sprung part of the car" and "remain immobile in relation to the sprung part of the car". Anyway.

They're getting ready to race in Austin for the first time too. And people are wearing black armbands because Dan Wheldon and Marco Simoncelli died in racing accidents the two previous weekends.

For some reason Lewis has a Bob Marley helmet.

Rowan Atkinson is there and he's always been a McLaren fan. He believes Lewis is feeling better than he has in months so he's optimistic. Of course Martin Brundle jumps on the occasion and asks about him because they've seen him unhappy lately as we know. Atkinson says he's not privy to his thoughts but he's found him reflective, but as in a good reflection not a depressive one. He believes his future is bright.

And on the grid there's an issue with Alonso's front wing.

We're told Lewis said earlier in the week he wanted to "remove all the distractions" next year and we see him hugging Anthony.

Jake says they haven't seen much of that in the last year. Jordan believes he needs his family's love at the moment. Mmmh.

And the track is again a double DRS track.

We hear Alonso's wing is fixed.

Formation lap.

And they're racing!

Good start for both RedBulls. Alonso pushes Jenson aside and then goes very deep so he loses his position to him anyway. Massa overtakes Lewis. There's contact at the back and two cars can't make the turn. And then one hits someone as he joins back. More contact with someone else out. Trulli. Yellow flags as Jenson is wheel to wheel with Webber in the front. And Jenson is through! And that's lap one.

The marshals are evacuating a car. Someone lost their wing in the pitlane. Timo Glock is DNF and Kobayashi too.

It seems the tyres have a very low degradation rate here so we're looking at long stints. Webber is now struggling to pass Jenson even with the DRS, just like in Korea, except at the time it was Lewis. Oh Jenson locked up. Ooooooof it's close. They almost touched. Jenson pushed him wide slightly. Lewis is weirdly slow.

Oop Maldonado is out.

17 laps in, Alonso and Webber pit, the McLaren mechanics are out too. It's for Lewis. Webber comes out in front of Schumacher while Alonso is behind, he must be fuming lol. Massa also pits. He's just behind Alonso. Alonso tries to overtake Schumacher with the DRS but even though he's coming up to him Schumacher stays ahead, who knows where he found the speed. But on the second try it's a done deal. Jenson pits in reaction to Webber's pace on new tyres. He's still second. Alright let's see. 20 laps in, it’s Vettel who hasn't stopped, Jenson, Webber, Alonso, Massa, Lewis. Nothing has changed lol. Ah here we go, Seb comes in. Now we hear Lewis is doing much better on these tyres.

This race is boring.

Now Lewis is catching Massa as he runs wide. He's 0.3 seconds behind. OH NO. He went on the inside and Massa turned on him. And they made contact! God, Massa is not gonna be happy about this, he keeps saying Lewis is not using his head and they've made contact a lot in the last few races. But honestly he didn't leave him any room there. Massa spun and Lewis went wide. They both rejoin the track. Lewis has damage to his front wing

OH LMAO ATKINSON

Lewis pits then. DC and Brundle believe it wasn't a completely clean pass. I don't know. I believe it was ambitious of him but also Massa had the room to move out of the way and Lewis didn't. Massa is ahead now but he runs wide. He's struggling. He probably has damage. Lewis is 9th after his stop. Oh. Buemi has an engine failure, it's smoking heavily. Of course Lewis and Massa are under investigation.

On the radio Lewis obviously says Massa turned in on him. But Massa will say the opposite thing I guess. DC thinks it shouldn't be a penalty, it wasn't malicious, he was trying to be strategic. I agree. Brundle is on the fence but he believes Lewis will get a drive-through.

Lewis fights Alguersuari for 8th as we hit the midrace mark. Oh! Surprisingly they penalised Massa for the incident? I didn't even consider that as a possibility. That's severe. Lewis passed Alguersuari and now the next car is Massa, after his drive-through. Tense. Oh but he pits. From what I understand the flexing front wing over flexes when the car gets lighter (so : faster) and it became a safety issue to the point they had to change it mid race lol. You understand why there's a rule against them nowadays. Oh and now his suspension broke. He's out. It might have been the contact with Lewis or him hitting a curb just now.

Lewis is 7th behind Schumacher. We're almost two thirds done. Alonso pits from 3rd, he's out in front of Webber. Massa is seen walking to the Ferrari HQ with his helmet still on which tells you everything you need to know. I thought Webber would overtake Alonso but he's losing time given the new tyres. In any case just so you know there's 5 seconds between Seb and Jenson and then 35 seconds to Alonso.

Lewis pits on lap 46. Jenson pits on lap 47. Lewis might get lapped by Seb but he will probably pit immediately. Yeah he does. 10 laps to go now. Nothing is going on. Or maybe down the field idk.

It's the end of the race!

Seb wins, followed by Jenson and Alonso. Lewis is 7th.

...... Yeah. That didn't cheer Lewis up. His eyes are dark and he's very serious.

He doesn't have much to say. It's a disappointing day and he's “very, very, very” sorry for his team.

They worked very hard all weekend as always and they deserved a better result. He doesn't know what else to say. Oh.

He says Felipe hasn't spoken to him in a long long time but they were standing next to each other during the minute of silence before the race so he made an effort to shade him with his umbrella and wish him good luck for the race but in the race he tried to overtake but it didn't look like he would give him any space and they collided. He's just really, really sorry for his team.

Lee Mackenzie says we've heard him ask about potential damage to his car and did he feel something or was he just checking? He says he felt vibrations and he had very poor performance "but the car looks fine so maybe it's just me". Lee says she knows he was hoping for a strong weekend, what is he going to do before the next race? He answers “fly home and try to get his head back in the game”.

The track was great and they were very well received here so he's grateful for that.

Oh you know what actually, here's an interesting piece of information about this season. I was curious about Jordan repeatedly mentioning Lewis' hug with his father before the race and saying he needs more of that. This is actually Lewis' first year in F1 after firing his father as his manager. It might explain some of the mood, as it was a really hard time and caused a notoriously big rift between them.

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Fic Rec Post

Hey everybody! One of my secret santas asked me what my favorite fics are so I decided to make a full blown rec post just for them. These are a little all over the place so I hope you can find something that you enjoy here! ☁️✨ 

Please make sure to read all tags and warnings before reading a fic. And don’t forget to kudos/comment!

🌙 The Finish Line (Is A Good Place For Us To Start) by LoadedGunn 122k

Louis Tomlinson, one-time Formula 1 World Champion, is looking forward to the 2013 season. He’s got Zayn in his garage and Liam in his ear, he’s got Cowell Racing backing him despite former indiscretions, he’s got experience and the best race car out there. Not to mention he’s the only racer they have, after Oliver dropped out late last year.

It hasn’t occurred to him that Oliver would have to be replaced by February. That is, until he finds himself at a party celebrating Harry Styles leaving Ferrari for Cowell. Harry hotshot Styles, who broke a record last year and is probably looking to make a big splash. Harry Styles, who is talented and somewhat intimidating. Harry Styles, who left Ferrari for reasons unknown and seems kind of lonely and harmless in person. Lonely, harmless, hot as fuck. Whatever.

The first thing Louis does is take him under his wing. From there it’s nine months of slow-burning romance, the past catching up to them, turning into the human puppy pile that is OT5 and a lot of feelings until, of course, reaching the finish line.

🌙 a promise lives within you now by sarcasticfluentry 46k

A Lord of the Rings-inspired Middle Earth AU. Louis is an Elven prince, next in line to become King of Mirkwood, and Harry is the orphaned Human boy who grows up alongside him. They fall in love, but Louis’s obligations to the throne, Harry’s mortality, and impending war threaten to tear them apart.

🌙 if you're for real and not pretend by brownheadedstranger 21k

In which Harry works in a bakery and Louis can't seem to find what he's looking for.

🌙 Into The Blue by zarah5 117k (story is locked, ao3 account required to read)

AU. In which Louis is Harry's scuba instructor and quite happy to provide the requested special treatment, pun fully intended. It can't be all that difficult to convince Harry that they're on the same page, right? Also, Niall and Liam may or may not be dating, and Zayn is surrounded by emotionally stunted idiots. He bears it with dignity.

🌙 Don't Unplug Me Or Shut Me Down by slashter 7k

Louis scowls. "He's a photography student. He works with gorgeous models and probably breaks hearts with his smile. I'm a nerd. I earn my money fixing broken crap, and for some stupid reason, I like it. He wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts, he's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers, et cetera, et cetera." Louis sighs. "I swear, the coolest thing I've ever done is wear contacts."

Basically, Louis is a self-proclaimed nerd who fixes things and Harry seems too perfect to keep breaking as many things as he does.

🌙 You Are The Blood by sarcasticfluentry 175k

A seventh-year Hogwarts AU in which Niall gets all the girls, Liam goes on a journey of self-discovery, Zayn falls in love, Harry wants something more, and Louis tries to figure out once and for all why he, a Muggleborn, was sorted into Slytherin.

🌙 this must be what all the fuss is about by youcomecrash 3k

"You're sweaty," he mumbles matter-of-factly. Louis opens his eyes and raises his head from between his arms. Harry's just staring up at him with a lazy expression and Louis kind of wants to kiss him to sleep. "That's because it's a hundred degrees in here, babe."

🌙 I Fell From the Sky For You (Like a Shooting Star) [by louserz] by waddupjordan (orphan_account) 8k (This was originally posted on tumblr by @louserz and this person had permission to post it on ao3 for the author. if the original author sees this and wants me to take this off of my rec post please DM me and I will. This fic displays elements of depression and homelessness although it is not tagged that way so please take caution in reading this. I don’t want to accidentally trigger anybody.<3)

Harry owns a bookstore, Louis is homeless, and apparently even shooting stars fall in love.

🌙 Sail Across Me by iwillpaintasongforlou 21k

Harry is a prince that is about to be forced into marriage against his will and running away to sea seems like a much better option. Louis is the captain of the infamous pirate ship The Rogue and he has a thing for helping defenseless creatures. Especially when they're as pretty as this one.

🌙 but maybe im just in love when you wake me up by theonewiththelarrystories 6k

lazy morning sex, prompted by Asher: "like a whole sleepy sunday morning vibe of waking up together and then louis pulling a sleepy harry into a warm bath and louis washing harry all over. a bit of body!worship, louis gently working conditioner into harrys curls and him practically purring. Then louis taking it slow with kisses on harrys neck and gentle touches and then fingering harry until hes whining with his head thrown back against louis’ shoulder little needy noises coming from his perfect fucking lips. and then harrys boneless and content while louis leads him back to their bed and spreads him out face down and rims the fuck out of him until hes screaming and then he fucks him gently and then they cuddle on the couch and harry wears louis’ white sweater and louis calls him ‘sweetheart.’"

🌙 strawberry milk fic by Wankerville 158k (3 parts)

This is a 3 part story. The 1st part was originally written alone and then the author added the rest. You can just read the 1st part (19k), and you’ll still be satisfied without feeling added pressured to read the whole thing. Please read all the tags and warnings for each fic beforehand!

🌙 and we live like legends now by soleilouis 16k girl!direction 

harry works at a juice bar, and louis is the cute girl that skates at the park right next door.

🌙 Through Eerie Chaos by MediaWhore 102k (story is locked, ao3 account required to read) @mediawhorefics​

For as long as anyone can remember, Old Hillsbridge Manor has always been believed to be haunted. Everyone in the village agrees and keeps a respectful, fearful, distance. New in town after a bad breakup and an internship that led to disappointment rather than a permanent job, Harry Styles figures taking pictures of the decrepit building could be a great new creative project. Or at least a much-needed distraction while he searches for a job and crashes at his parents’ new house. No one warned him about the apparitions though; about the music, the laughter, the people who flicker and vanish when you call after them, the echoes of a past that should be long gone… Harry has never believed in spirits but even he can admit that there’s something weird going on. What starts as mere curiosity evolves into a full-blown investigation and soon enough, Harry finds himself making friends with an aristocrat from the 1920s and struggling with finding the best way to tell him that he’s dead.

The Ghost Hunter AU where Niall lives to prove ghosts are real, Zayn is a skeptical librarian and Harry gets caught up in a century-old mystery and catches feeling in the process.

🌙 jump in the deep end by istajmaal 5k 

Louis’s stomach lurches as he closes the last bit of distance, Harry’s nose settling between his arse cheeks and pushing them apart. Harry’s lips brush against the puckered skin around Louis’s hole in a kiss and Louis lets out a whine so high-pitched he barely recognizes it as coming from himself—what if I'm not clean enough, what if Harry hates it, what if Harry pushes me away—but then Harry’s long, wet tongue swoops in a circle around Louis’s rim and Louis feels like all the breath is knocked out of him. He grabs for Harry’s hand, still digging into his thigh, and squeezes over it, until Harry releases his vice grip on Louis’s thigh and laces his fingers through Louis’s.

or, Louis's arse is a sensitive subject, so Harry approaches it gently. With his tongue.

🌙 the wheel breaks the butterfly by embodied 4k girl!direction @aliensingucci​

“Out with it, Styles,” Louis groans. Harry’s suddenly regretting this whole thing, and she’s sure she’s beet red now, so she just blurts it out so fast she’s not sure if Louis even understands her right away.

“I’ve never gotten head before.”

AU. harry and louis are roommates. girls' night ends a little differently than usual.

🌙 you flower, you feast by stylinsoncity 18k

He's King of the Underworld, but don't assume Louis has it all. He could stand for some excitement in his monotonous, eternal life and maybe, even.....a soulmate.

(Despite not having a soul.)

And along came "Harry".

🌙 you change, water sea by got2ghost 4k girl!direction (ziam with side larry)

“Zayn wants me to teach her how to make a girl squirt,” Louis says, like it’s the most casual thing in the world. Liam chokes on the water she’d been swigging from her thermos, which makes Louis throw her head back and laugh. Zayn’s brows pinch together and she pats Liam gently on the shoulder, muttering, ‘you okay babes?’

🌙 The Case Of The (Definitely Not Haunted) Styles Mansion by BriaMaria 40k

“So there’s a sense of humor buried beneath all that condescension, huh?” Louis said when he’d stopped laughing.

“It’s not condescension, it’s intelligence. I understand you might not be able to recognize it yourself,” Marcel said, then slapped a hand over his mouth. “Oh god, I’m sorry.”

Louis stepped closer, his eyes on Marcel’s face. “For being an asshat?”

“For being rude,” Marcel said, from beneath his palm.

Louis shifted a half-step closer until he was at the very edge of Marcel’s personal space. It felt like he was nudging at it, asking to be let in. Marcel flushed hot for no reason.

“Lucky for you it takes quite a lot to actually insult me,” Louis said taking one step closer. Too close. Too close.

Marcel met Louis’ eyes. Those blue eyes that reminded Marcel of poetry instead of science, lyrics instead of formulas. They were so pretty he wanted to drown in them.

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Or the Nancy Drew AU where Marcel is a man of logic, Louis is a private detective who believes in ghosts, and the Styles Mansion is definitely, absolutely, positively *not* haunted.

🌙 You are the Lyrics by TheIfInLife 4k @larryficwriter​

or, Harry wears lingerie for the first time and Louis definitely approves.

🌙 Wild at Heart Ain't Hard to Find by QuickedWeen 11k girl!direction @becomeawendybird

Louis and her best friends Niall and Liam always take an annual vacation together. This year Niall has picked Redwater Canyon, a small tourist town where everyone lives like it's the Old West. There are saloons, stagecoaches, and limited access to WiFi.

The town boasts tours, excursions, activities, and the hottest woman Louis has ever seen in the form of the local blacksmith.

🌙 Withdrawal Was the Weeping by QuickedWeen 11k girl!direction

Confined by life and society, Harry spends her Sunday afternoons walking aimlessly about the countryside as it's her only source of freedom. One Sunday she is aided by the most beautiful woman she has ever met, but not everything is as it seems. Was it a trick of the light? Was it Harry's own active imagination? There is nothing to do but try to find her again.

🌙 i must admit i thought i'd like to make you mine by disgruntledkittenface 50k @disgruntledkittenface​

Louis fell apart when her ex broke up with her and moved across the country. Just as she’s starting to move on, Zayn comes back to town for their mutual friends’ wedding – with a new girlfriend as her plus one.

Blindsided and scrambling to save face, Louis lets herself get talked into a fake relationship with her new friend Harry. Their arrangement makes Louis feel pathetic and embarrassed, but it’s only going to last a few weeks. She just has to get through the wedding – what could happen?

🌙 tempted by the fruit of another by disgruntledkittenface 3k (zayn/louis/harry)

Zayn didn’t mean to look. And she certainly didn’t mean to watch.

It’s just that Louis and Harry are the worst hosts in the world; they’re in their bedroom, clearly fucking (again), and so loud that Zayn can’t concentrate on her game of Among Us in the living room. Liam has killed her twice. Liam. So she just went down the hallway to make sure their bedroom door was at least closed.

It wasn’t.

Zayn stumbles into a world of possibility when she stays with Harry and Louis for a few weeks.

🌙 I have more favorite fics but they are not included here due to them being deleted from ao3. They’re saved in PDF form both on my laptop and my phone (I go back and read them all the time) so if you’re interested in those you’re welcome to reach out to me and ask privately and I’ll share what I can.

This turned out a lot longer than I had expected. If you read through the whole thing thank you! ✨

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28 Days - Part 8

Genre: Angst/Fluff/Romance

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Warnings: Major Character Death, Mentions of Depression and Suicide.

Summary: You and Jeon Jungkook despise each other and were sworn enemies. But what if Jungkook took his own life? Would you be willing to make a deal with the Devil to relive the past 28 days and prevent Jungkook’s early end?

Read: Part 1 : Part 2 : Part 3: Part 4: Part 5 : Part 6 : Part 7 : Part 8 : Part 9 :

Part 8 - Just One Day

He turns towards me and lowers his face until we were inches from each other. Jungkook holds my gaze and says, "I know." He tightens his grasp around my fingers.

He leads me away from the scene and we walk towards the parking lot. The whole entire time, Jungkook doesn't let go of my hand. Not even for one second.

     I allow him to guide me to his car. He opens the passenger door, points, gesturing for me to sit inside.

     "Jungkook, where are we gonna go?"

     "Can you please just get in?" Jungkook begs with exasperation.

     "I just want to know where we're going," I explain.

     "I'm just tired y/n. I'm really sick of this place. Let's just take a little break, and at least get your face fixed up."

     I sigh. "Okay."

     I sit in the passenger seat of his car. The exterior was quite nice, but the inside of the vehicle was even better.

     He puts his key into the ignition, and drives out of the parking lot.

     "Damn this is a nice car. What's the name?" I tried to start some small talk.

    "Bugatti Chiron."

     I had no idea what he just said. Hell, I'm even surprised I recognized Taehyung's car as a Ferrari.

     We stay quiet as Jungkook continues driving. I break the silence.

     "So which hospital are we going to?"

     "I never said we were going to a hospital," Jungkook clarifies.

"Why aren't we going to one?"

"Doesn't your mom work as a secretary at the local one?" Jungkook asks.

He actually remembered that from our childhood?

"Yeah..." I answered.

"I don't mind going there, but do you really want to explain to your mother how you got pummeled to a pulp?" Jungkook snickered.

"No...she'd probably force me to do homeschooling or move me to the other side of the country," I admit with embarrassment. And then It would become impossible for me to help you.

     "Then where are we going?" I wondered.

     "To my house." Jungkook states blatantly, without sparing me a glance.

That took me off guard. It was only Day 3 of my mission, and I'm already entering his living quarters? I never expected to be so ahead of schedule of my plan.

     I excitedly whispered to my self. "Yesssss-OWWWW!" My head really hurts. I winced from the pain.

     "Don't talk too much y/n, the cuts on your face will only get bigger and more blood will spill from your wounds. Just keep your mouth closed until we reach my place," he commands.

     I nod and he puts on a local news station on the radio. He may be one of the only teenagers I know that listens to the news and not music when driving.

Jungkook drives for 20 minutes and we finally reach the ridiculously rich part of our city. This is where celebrities, businessmen and politicians inhabited. Only those loaded with money could afford residence here.

"Are you sure we're in the right place?" I squealed with astonishment.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure I'd know where my house is," Jungkook rolls his eyes.

We arrive at this huge mansion, with gigantic gates and clock towers surrounding. I take my glasses from my huge pocket and put it on. My eyesight wasn't super bad, but it did help me to see the little details.

I always had a feeling he was wealthy, but I didn't know he was filthy rich.

     Jungkook entered in a 25 digit passcode to allow entry from the towering gates. He explains that the guards were on vacation and this passcode allowed him to enter through the gate. The house itself was impossible to enter without hand print identification.

    We finally enter through the door of his mansion. He holds the door open and we step inside.

     "I do have a bathroom on the first floor...but we're going to have to use my bedroom's bathroom," Jungkook casually says as he jammed his hands in his front pockets.

Wait, I'm going to be inside of the room where he sleeps? Today? I began freaking out. I desired getting close to Jungkook, but I did not want to be that close to his sleeping location.

     "Why?" I squeaked. I failed at not sounding nervous.

     "I don't mind you using the first floor bathroom but your blood is gonna get all over the sink..my family ain't gonna like that," Jungkook clarified.

      "Uh-uh okay..." I stammer.

     Jungkook chuckled. "Don't worry. Nothing bad will happen. I saved you today right?"

     I nod.

     "So can't you trust me?" he says, as he steps closer.

     I raise my eyebrow up and was about to give him a sassy, honest response but he interrupts me.

     "Okay, I get why you can't trust me. But how about just today. Can you trust me for just one day? In exchange for me saving you?" Jungkook pleaded. I gazed into his eyes, and he seem sincere.

      I really don't trust you at all...

     "Of course I can," I lied and follow him towards the spiral steps.

     It was difficult climbing the stairs. I didn't realize how much pain my body was in, especially my torso and thighs. I grunted with every step I took.

     Jungkook turns around and sympathizes with my deteriorating physical state.

     "Yeah, that happens. When you get into brawls, the wounds aren't that painful because of the adrenaline rushing through your system. The adrenaline distracts you from your agony, while increasing your mental concentration. It isn't until after, when the adrenaline levels decrease, that the real pain starts," Jungkook explains.

     "Ohh....wait how do you know that?" I asked.

      "Uh, lucky guess," Jungkook coughs and looks down.

"Sure it's a lucky guess. Do you participate in physical fights often?" I accused him. Are these brawls the origin of his depression?

"I'm a guy, y/n, what do you expect?" Jungkook lifted his shoulder in a half shrug.

"Men can be civilized and solve their issues without mutilating other people's faces. It's the 21st century, we're way past the barbaric times where every conflict is solved with physical strength. The pen is mightier than the sword." I explained to him, tossing my hair over my shoulder.

Jungkook takes a few seconds to ponder.

    "That's true. I guess the world would be better off if women were in charge, huh?"

I nod. "Yeah except for Ji Hee," I say bluntly and he chuckles.

     I climb a few more steps and squeak because of the agony. I was only halfway through the staircase, and my body was killing me.

Jungkook exhaled a deep breath. "I can put your arm around my shoulders if you want, for support-"

     "I'm gonna be honest, Jungkook. I'd rather not have you do that for me," I admit.

     "Look I know you hate me. But you can't refuse me like that, even though we have this bad blood between us."

     "I don't hate you, Jungkook. It has nothing to do with that. It has to do with my pride," I climb another step, and stumble. I sat down for a break.

     Jungkook was already at the top of the stairs, but he moved down a few steps closer to me.

    "What do you mean?" He cocked his head.

    "I'm not the strongest person. Not when it comes to emotions, not when it comes to pain. But I'll always try my best, even if I'm alone."

    "But you're not alone here," he points out. He cocks his eyebrow, with confusion.

     "No I'm not but I usually am. If I start asking others for help now I'll just become reliant. Then one day, the person I need the most won't be there, and I'll crumble," I confided to him.

    Jungkook plays with the button on his shirt. "I never thought about it that way. But it's okay to accept help, somtimes, y/n..."

     "Then will you? Will you ask for help?" I ask. Jungkook seems taken back with my question, lowering his gaze from my eyes.

     "If I allow you to help me here, will you let me to help you, just one day? If you're ever in pain?" I pleaded.

     Jungkook purses his lips in a thin line and is silent for a few seconds. "Yeah, you can. I promise."

     "Okay then," I stand up. He comes to my side and is about to grab my arm.

Instinctively, I push his body away. I'm trying so hard to get close to Jungkook, but my mind is just scared of him. Even though my heart is trying to forgive his past mistakes, my body is telling me to run away.

     "Sorry uh, that part of my arm is really sensitive," I lied. "How about I hold onto your shoulder?"

    "Uhh sure," he replies. I hold on and we finally reach the top of the staircase. I sit down on the final step and groan from exhaustion. Jungkook departs the hallway to another room. I wipe the sweat from my face..and of course alongside blood came with it.

Jungkook returns, and hands me a water bottle. I take a sip and get up. "I'm ready. Take me to your room."

I trail behind Jungkook until we reach a doorway at the end of the hallway. He opens the door and we enter in. His room was just like a regular teenager's except a it was a lot bigger. We stand in front of another door.

"I would start by just taking a face towel and damping it with some warm water. Gently dab your face with the towel, washing away the majority of the blood on your skin. Then we get started on the wounds themselves," he advises, confidently.

I nod and go into the bathroom. Just like his bedroom and mansion, it was huge and luxurious.

    I look in the mirror. Oh, wow. My face was drenched in blood completely. My white sweater contained many stains of dirt and blood, too. I looked like I belonged on the set of horror movie.

After following his instructions, my face looked somewhat human again. I still had a black eye and bruises around my face, but it was recognizable in comparison to before. There were also a few open wounds on my face and neck.

I exited the bathroom and observed he already had some supplies on his table ready.

"I knew I looked bad, but I thought didn't look that terrible! I look like I'm running away from zombies in the apocalypse. A complete freak show!" I exclaimed.

"Yup, pretty much," Jungkook snorts. He doesn't even try to lie to make me feel better.

There was that rude, unemotional side to him again. I sigh. It's important for me to not be hurt to to his insensitive words because I'm not here to be his compatible soulmate. I'm here to save him.

[flashbic]

@spaceviking @kittenfightclub i kinda scribbled a thing because of that one fic prompt ask meme that i didn't reblog last week or so? i didn't mean for it to get low-key depressing, but then it kinda happened and i tried to fix it and i'm not sure if i managed or not. welp.

Scott buys too many things.

The door slammed open and Scott ran inside, and before Raimi could place a single word he grinned this big, almost too large smile of his. It was the one Scott always had when he got particularly excited about something; whether it was firing an employee he didn’t like, watching an contestant he hated lose on a TV show or buying an exorbitantly expensive suit. Whatever the reason was now, Raimi couldn’t help but smile back.

“Sam, you gotta close your eyes, I have to show you something.”

He walked over to the couch where Raimi was sprawled, grabbing him by the arm.

“What, did something amazing happen at work today?” Raimi replied, a chuckle escaping his lips when Scott used his other hand to cover his eyes. “You finally got that new phone you were talking about?”

“Don’t play stupid, come on,” Scott huffed before pushing him through the room and towards the door. “It’s a surprise, and you’re going to fucking love it.”

He led Raimi outside, keeping quiet but almost radiating excitement as he guided him by the arm through the doorway and down the small flight of stairs. They made a turn left and Raimi counted his steps until Scott made him stop on the concrete, near the mailbox. The sun was warm on his face and it was nice to see Scott in such a good mood; the last few weeks had been rough, something about a particularly stressful contract at work, Raimi had to admit his mind had often wondered whenever Scott had tried to explain the details of the whole story. Really, all that matter was that Scott was feeling better now.

“I know this is something you wanted, and I couldn’t resist…”

Raimi grinned. “Is it a dog? ‘Cause I know you said no, but hey, it’s not too late to-”

“It’s not a dog, Sam,” Scott cut him, and though Raimi could hear the smile in his voice he could also imagine him rolling his eyes. “We’ve talked about this, it’s not happening. Plus, this is way better. You’re ready?”

“I was born ready. Ready to own a do-”

“Please shut up.”

Before Raimi could add another word, Scott took his hand away from Raimi’s eyes, letting him see. Blinded by the sunlight for a moment, Raimi blinked, looked around… and his stomach dropped.

In the parking spot, next to Scott’s cherished silver Ferrari was a car. Next to the sleek sports model it looked like a monster; all gleaming black metal and wheels, almost more of a truck than a car, really. The windows were down, and so Raimi could see the leather seats, the hundreds of buttons on the dashboard and, hanging from the mirror, a short gray chain from which hanged a little Millennium Falcon-shaped charm Scott had no doubt added as the final touch to his too-expensive gift. Raimi paled and opened his mouth to speak, but before he could utter a word Scott started rambling excitedly :

“Okay, so, I know it’s big, but you needed a new car, and I figured why not get something you could use to bring along your billion weird friends with you when you go for a drive, right? And then I found this one, and guess what, it’s electric! So you won’t have to feel bad for driving it, and if your friends try to give you shit for it you can just tell them…”

“Scott, it’s-“

“…I swear I tried to find a decal of one of those awful bands you like to put on it, but none of them had any merch, Sam, because turns out you’re their only fan. Or maybe I just didn’t look in the right place, but honestly my first idea seems more plausible. But I guess you can always ask Yutani to design you something if you want, it’s your car after all…”

Raimi grabbed Scott’s arm and squeezed it gently to get his attention.

“I-I can’t accept this. It’s a car.”

“Oh, come on,” Scott laughed. “It’s a just gift. I knew you’d like it.” His smiled weakened a little. “You do like it, right? I can still get a different color if you want, I thought red might be a little too flashy for you, so black seemed like a good pick…”

Raimi shook his head, trying to find the right words to avoid getting into a fight he had already endured a few times before.

“We’ve talked about this before… Scott, I could never afford this car by myself, you can’t just… throw stuff at me like that.”

“It’s a gift, Sam.” Scott replied with a dismissive gesture. “You don’t have to afford it, that’s the entire fucking point.” His smile disappeared as he seemed to grow impatient. “You can just tell me if you don’t like it, it’s fine.”

As always, arguing calmly with Scott Ridley was about as effective as talking to a brick wall. Raimi sighed and ran a hand through his hair, trying to keep his cool. “It doesn’t matter if I like it or not, I can’t accept it. It’s a great car, but I can’t. I bet you paid even more for it than for your own car!”

Scott shrugged, exasperation pointing into his voice. “So what? I just wanted to buy you something nice! You needed a car anyway; I wanted to buy it, and I bought it, and now I’m giving it to you. What’s the fucking problem?”

Raimi sighed and put his hands in the pockets of his hoodie, keeping his eyes on Scott and pointedly avoiding the car.

“I don’t want you to buy me expensive stuff like that! You should’ve asked first, at least. It’s just too much, Scott, I don’t want it. I’d never be able to repay you, and-“

“You don’t owe me anything, you idiot!” Scott interrupted, losing patience. “Why can’t you just take the gift and be fucking happy about it?”

“I’ve told you before!” Raimi snapped. “You’re always buying me all those expensive things, and it’s just… weird, okay? It feels wrong! It���s too much, I don’t want you to be spending so much just for m-“

“For fuck’s sake, Sam, don’t tell me what to do. You’re not my mom. I wanted to spend that money because it’s fun! This was supposed to be nice! Why do you always have to ruin everything?” Scott glared at him, brow furrowed and with that weird, almost manic look in his eyes that Raimi had learned to recognize. It meant Scott was confused, but also fully ready to pick a fight if Raimi was not careful with his next words.

Scott’s inability to understand why shoving an ungodly amount of money in Raimi’s face made him uncomfortable was enough to make Raimi want to bash his head against the nearest wall. It would have been so easy to keep going, to turn this into a full-blown fight. His instincts were screaming at him to do it, to reject the gift harder and make Scott angry because he just never listened when Raimi tried to explain. Still, fighting would not help anyone here, and when he got angry Scott was even less inclined to listen…

So Raimi took a deep breath and tried to calm down. He would try and explain again. He would do it as many times as he would need to, and eventually Scott would understand. It was a work in progress, and a lifetime of bad habits and questionable behaviors could not be changed in just a few months...

Raimi reached out and took Scott’s hand. When he spoke, his voice was serious but calm :

“Let’s go talk inside, okay?”

Scott took one last look towards the black car, seemed to think for a second, then turned his attention to Raimi again. He did not say anything, but followed him back inside the house.

[we-pay-for-everything]

You never needed rescuing

This is personal, but also about GG.

Watching season 6 of Gilmore Girls hits me really close to home right now. I’m kind of in the same position Rory was at the beginning of the season. Last year, in my second semester, I got depressed and just barely managed to pass some classes. I thought I had gotten much better, but the depression hit me harder this semester when I completely lost the will to study or live. I started to take medication and that obviously has unfortunate side effects like drowsiness. I’m tired of being treated like I’m broken and need to be fixed. I’m tired of talking about my life and all the terrible habits I have. I’m tired of hearing advice on how to live. 

I want to be a person and to be treated as a person and not a project. My mother keeps giving me lectures and telling me that everything could have been different if only I had talked to her (I talked to my therapist instead - much more helpful). She actually told me yesterday that I needed to study because it was my obligation and everyone has them. For example, she has to work and be a parent. I told her that being a parent was her choice and that maybe she should have thought harder before having me. She told me that initially it was a choice, but ,when a child doesn’t turn out the way you expected to and you need to fix things, it becomes an obligation... She compared me to a Ferrari that after a few years starts leaking and causing trouble and doesn’t turn out to be what you expected and that it is your obligation to fix it... But I’m not a car, I have feelings and I’m a person whose worth goes beyond being a student and having a successful career/different life than my parents. Like Rory, I was always a perfect student, always a perfect daughter. Then, I realized that my mother was controlling, unreliable and emotionally damaging for me. I stopped being the perfect, adoring daughter. I had anxiety and was somewhat depressed. Recently, I became genuinely depressed and stopped being a good student. I was throwing away all of my mother’s opportunities to have a life she didn’t have. Sounds familiar, right? Let me tell you what doesn’t help in these situations: having people remind you of who you used to be and how much better that was, having people hint that you’re failing at life. Doing pretty much what everyone in Rory’s life did (*Jess*, *Lorelai* in particular) apart from Logan and Lane. That’s one of the reasons why I love Logan so much. 

I wish I had a Logan right now. Rory to Logan is just Rory, his Ace. He never had expectations regarding the person she was supposed to become. She was intelligent, interesting, beautiful, quirky, and he admired her determination and how she applied herself at Yale. However, just because he admired that about her, he was okay with her not being at Yale. She was still the woman he loved. And that’s what Rory needed. Someone who respected who she was and loved her unconditionally, someone she felt safe with, someone who didn’t think she needed to be rescued. Someone who knew she was enough, that she just had to keep being herself and she was eventually find her way. He just wanted her to be happy and to love her, no agenda there. 

Lately I feel desperate, like I’m frozen in time, taking up space. I wanna beg someone to rescue me since I don’t have a fuck to give anymore. But I also realized, while thinking about one of my favorite Rory/Logan scenes, that I want someone to tell me I don’t need to be rescued. That I’m still myself and it’s okay to be me, that everything will work itself out.That’s why, to me, Logan’s response to “I think your days of rescuing me are over” (or something like that) is so perfect. 

Oh, you never really needed rescuing, Ace. You know that. 

I don’t need to be saved. 

[wintershoujo]

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When I sit back on my heels, look up at you with cum all over my mouth and slobber running down my neck, hair all fucked up and wipe my mouth with the back of my arm and ask you if I did a good job and you cannot even speak because I’ve drained all of your energy out the tip of your dick….. That’s when I’m satisfied. I was in my room, and I was just like, staring at the walls thinking about everything but then again I was thinking about nothing, and then my mom came in, and I didn't even know she was there She called my name and I didn't hear her, then she started screaming, "Mike! Mike!" And I go, "What? What's the matter?" She goes, "What's the matter with you?" I go, "There's nothing wrong mom" She goes, "Don't tell me that, you're on drugs!" I go, "No mom, I'm not on drugs, I'm okay, I'm just thinking, you know? Why don't you get me a pepsi?" She goes, "NO! You're on drugs!" I go, "Mom, I'm okay, I'm just thinking" And she goes, "NO! You're not thinking you're on drugs! Normal people don't act that way!" I go, "Mom, just get me a Pepsi, please? All I want's a Pepsi" And she wouldn't give it to me, all I wanted was a Pepsi, just one Pepsi, and she wouldn't give it to me, just a Pepsi! Japan is an island by the sea filled with volcanoes and it's ♫ beautiful ♫ ! In the year negative a billion, Japan might not've been here. In the year -40,000 it was here, and you could walk to it, and some people walked to it. Then it got warmer, so an iceberg melted, it became an island, and now there lot's of trees! Because it's warmer. So now there's people on the island and they're basically sort of hanging out in between the mountains, eating nuts off trees, and using the latest technology. Like stones, and bowls. Ding dong, it's the outside world. And they have technology from the future. Like really good metal, and crazy rice farms. Now you can make a lot of rice really really quickly. That means if you own the farm, you own a lot of food, which is something everybody needs to survive. So that makes you king. Rice farming and rice kingdoms spread across the land, all the way to here. The most important kingdoms were here, here, here, here, here, here, and here. But this one was the most most important, ruled by a heavenly super person, or emperor for short. Knock knock, get the door, it's religion. The new prince wants everyone to try this hot new religion from Baekje. "Please try this religion," he said. "No," said everybody. "Try it," he said. "No," said everybody again, quieter this time. And so the religion was put into place, and all the rules that came with it. Then, the government was taken over by another clique, and they made some reforms. Like making the government govern more, and making the government more like China's government, which is a government that governs more. "Hi China," they said. "Hi dipshit," said China. "Can you call us something else other than dipsh!t?" said Japan. "Like what?" said China. "How about ♫ sunrise land ♫ ?" said Japan. And they stole China's alphabet and wrote a book, about themselves. And then they made lots of poetry and art and another book about themselves. Then they stopped moving the capital every time the emperor died and kept it in one place for a while. Right here, and they conquered the north, finally. Get that squared away. A rich hipster named Kūkai (空海) is bored with modern Buddhism and learns a better version which is more ♫ spiritual ♫ comes back, reinvents the alphabet and causes art and literature to be ♫ great ♫ for a long time. And the royal palace turned into such a dream world of art that they really didn't give a shit about governing the country. So if you live outside the palace, how are you supposed to protect your shit from criminals? ♫ hire a samurai ♫ Everyone started hiring samurai. Correction: rich, important people hired samurai. Poor people who could not afford to hire samurai did not hire samurai. The samurai became organized and powerful. More than the government, so they made their own military government here. They let the emperor still be "emperor," but the shogun is actually in control. Breaking news: the Mongols have invaded China. "We have invaded China," said the Mongols. "Please respect us, or we might invade you as well." "Okay," said Japan. So the Mongols came over, ready for war, and then died in a tornado. They tried again, and had a nice time fighting with the Japanese, but then died in a tornado. Then the emperor overthrew the shogunate, then the shogunate overthrows him back and moved to Kyoto and makes a new shogunate, and the emperor can still dress like an emperor if he wants, that's fine. ♫ now there's more art ♫ Like paining with less colors, collaborative poetry, plays, monkey fun, tea parties, gardening, architecture, flowers. It's time for Who's Going To Be The Next Shogun? Usually it's the shogun's kid, but the shogun doesn't have a kid, so he tries to et his brother to quit being a monk and be the next shogun. He says okay, but then the shogun has a kid. So now who's it gonna be? Vote now on your phones! And everyone voted so hard, that the palace caught on fire and burned down. The shogun actually didn't care, he was somewhere doing poetry. And the whole country broke into pieces. Everyone is fighting with each other for local power, and it's anybody's game. Knock knock, it's Europe. No, they're not here to take over (yet). They just wanna sell some shit. Like clocks. And guns. And ♫ Jesus ♫ So that's cool, but everyone's still fighting each other for control, now with guns. And wouldn't it be nice to control the capital, which right now is puppets, with no one controlling them. This clan is ready to make a run for it. But first, they have to trample this smaller clan which is in the way. Surprise! Smaller clan wins, and the leader of that clan steals the idea of invading the capital, and invades the capital. It goes very well. He's about halfway through conquering Japan, when someone who works for him kills him. And then someone else who works for him kills him. And that guy finishes conquering Japan. And then he confiscated everybody's swords. And made some rules. "And now I'm going to invade Korea, and then hopefully China," he said, and failed, and also died. But before he died, he told these 5 guys to take care of his 5 year old son until he's old enough to be the next ruler of Japan. And the 5 guys said "Yeah, right. It's not gonna be this kid, it's gonna be one of us. Because we're grownups. And it's probably gonna be this guy who happens to be way more rich and powerful than he others. A lot of people support him, but a lot of people support not supporting him. They have a fight. He wins! And starts a new government right here. ♫ Edo ♫ And he still lets the emperor dress like an emperor, and have very nice things. But don't get confused, this is he new government, and they are very strict. So strict, they closed the country. No one can leave, and no one can come in. Except for the Dutch, they want to buy and sell sh!t, but they have to do it right here. Now that the entire country was not at war with itself, the population increased a lot. Business increased, schools were opened, roads were built, everyone could read, books were published, poetry, plays, sexy times, puppet shows, and Dutch studies. People studied European science from books they bought from the Dutch. We're talking geography, skeletons, physics, chemistry, astronomy, and maybe even electricity. Over time the economic and cultural prosperity began to gradually slow dow- .....Knock knock. It's the United States. With huge boats. With guns. Gunboats. "Open the country. Stop having it be closed." said the United States. There was really nothing they could do, so they signed a contract that lets United States, Britain, and Russia visit Japan when they want. Chōshu and Satsuma hated that. "Hat sucks," they said. "This sucks!" And with very little outside help, they overthrew he shogunate, and made the emperor the emperor again, and moved him to Edo, which they renamed Eastern Capital (東京). They made a new government, which was a lot more western. They made a new constitution, that was pretty western. And a military that was pretty western. And do you know what else is western? That's right, it's conquering stuff. So what can we conquer? Korea! They conquered Korea, taking it from its previous owner, China, and then go a little bit further, and Russia rushes in out of nowhere and says, "Stop, no, you can't take that. We were gonna build a railroad through here to try to get some warm water." And Russia builds their railroad, supervised by a shit ton of soldiers, and when the railroad was done, they downgraded to a fuck ton. Did I say downgrade? I meant upgrade. And Japan says, "Can you maybe chill?" And Russia says, "How about maybe YOU chill?" Japan is kind of scared of Russia. You'll never guess who's also kind of scared of Russia. Great Britain. So Japan and Great Britain make an alliance together so they can be a little less scared of Russia. Feeling confident, Japan goes to war against Russia, just for a moment, and then they both get tired and stop. ♫ It's time for World War One ♫ The world is about to have a war, because it's the 1900s, and weapons are getting crazy, and all these empires are excited to try them out on each other. Meanwhile, Japan has been enjoying conquering stuff and wants more. And the next thing on the list is this part of China and lots of tiny islands. All that stuff belongs to Germany, which just had war declared on it by Britain, because Britain was friends with Belgium, which was being trespassed by Germany in order to get to France to kick France's ass because France is friends with Russia, who was getting ready to kick Austria's ass, because Austria was getting ready to kick Serbia's ass, because someone from Serbia shot the leader of Austria's ass, or actually he shot him in the head. And Britain is currently friends with Japan, so you know what that means. Duh! ♫ Japan should take the islands ♫ Which they wanted to do anyway. So they called Britain on the telegram to sort of let them know. And then they did it. And they also helped Britain a little here and there with some errands and stuff. Now the war is over, and congratulations Japan! You technically fought in the war, which means you get to sit at the negotiating table with the big dudes, where they decided who gets what, and, yes, Japan gets to keep all that shit they stole from Germany. You also get to join the post-war mega alliance ♫ the League of Nations ♫ whose mission statement is to try not to take over the world. The Great Depression is bad. Japan's economy is now crappy. But the military is doing just fine, and it invades Manchuria, and the League of Nations is line "no, don't do that, if you're in the League of Nations you're not supposed to take over the world," and Japan said, "♫ how about I do anyway ♫" and Japan invaded more and more and more and more of China and was planning to invade the whole entire east. You've got mail! It's from Germany. The new leader of Germany. He has a cool mustache and he's trying to take over the world, and he needs friends. This also got forwarded to Italy. They all decided to be friends because they had so much in common. ♫ it's time for World War 2 ♫ Germany is invading their neighbors, then they invaded the neighbor's neighbors. Then the neighbor's neighbor's neighbor's who happens to be Britain said "holy shit" and the United States started helping Britain, because they are ♫ good friends ♫ and started not helping Japan because ♫ their friends and our friends are not friends, plus they're planning on invading the entire ocean ♫ The United States is also working on a large and very huge bomb, bigger than any other bomb, ever. Just in case. But they still haven't joined the war. War looks bad on tv, and the United States is really starting to care about their image. But then Japan spits on them in Hawaii, and challenges hem to war, and they say yes. And then Germany, as a symbol of friendship, declares war on the United States also. So the United States goes to war in Europe, and they helped he gang chase Germany back into Germany. And they also start chasing Japan back into Japan, and they haven't used the bomb yet, and are curious to see if it works. So they drop it on Japan. They actually dropped 2. The United States installed a new government inspired by the United States government. Just the right ingredients for a ♫ post-war economic miracle ♫ and Japan starts making TVs, VCRs, automobiles, and camcorders as fast as they can. And also better than everybody else. They get rich, and the economy goes wild. And then the miracle wears off. But everything's still pretty cool, I guess. ♫ bye ♫ Good Evening Twitter, this is your boy EatDatPussy445, and about like 30-45 minutes ago, I beat the fuck out of my dick so god damn hard that I can't even feel my left leg, my left leg has went totally numb. And, my dick has also went totally numb, to the point where it feels fucking weird when I go and take a piss. Dr. Pepper. The famous 23 flavor soda, has a lot of spinoff products, such as Diet Dr. Pepper. That’s not the topic here today. No we’re not talking about Diet Dr. Pepper barbecue sauce. But what we are talking about, is hot Dr. Pepper. That’s right, hot Dr. Pepper was originally introduced in the 1960’s as a winter beverage. Here’s some advertisements from the 1960’s showing about about Hot Dr. Pepper. However, it was short lived. But you still don’t believe me? You think this is a joke? Just go to the facts and questions article on the Dr. Pepper website. Anyway, I’m going to teach you how to make it. All you need is a Dr. Pepper; a can or bottle will be fine. And just proceed to open it, but DONT blow it up like I did. Cuz’ you know, Bad Dr. Pepper right there. Anyway, you want to heat up a pan, or anything, and just pour a little Dr. Pepper in there, as much as you want. Alright, and as soon as we did that, we’re gonna take a lemon and a knife and make a small slice, and then put it into the glass that you’re gonna puor the hot Dr. pepper in. When the Dr. Pepper starts sizzling or steaming up… That’s it. Just take it off, and pour it in your glass. And if you’re using a glass glass glass made of glass like I am, put it very slowly. Like, wait five seconds between each… Each spill, so it doesn’t melt, cus you know, when glass melts… Glass… yeah. Also if you try this at home, and your lemon makes a popping bubble, comment or like, heh, cuz you know, thumbs up for that. Just some more footage of the popping lemon… Yeah, and basically, this is hot Dr. Pepper. It tastes just like Dr. Pepper, only it’s hot, kind of like tea. Brings out the cherry flavor. Little carbonation, and I’ll see you next time. Later! FINALS WEEK FINALS WEEK JUST DISTRACTING MYSELF FROM FINALS WEEK IM NOT STUDYING BUT ALL MY FRIENDS ARE AND IM FUCKIN' ALONE CAUSE IM LAZY BUT I WONT TAKE YOUR NOTES YEAH I WONT USE QUIZLE-T NO I WONT WATCH CRASH COURSE JOHN GREEN FUCKING SUCKS WHEN YOUR CURRICULUM MAKES ME HATE MYSELF MORE THAN I ALREADY DO~ THERE'S SOMETHING WRO~NG