#like idk maybe we breezed past the person who told me to get tested for adhd and autism

[hatedbyiife]

I completely forgot that I wrote a scene of Somewhere Else to submit as a test script, said script under the cut cause idk where else to put this

[ MARTIN has left the hills. JON sits alone in the field, enjoying the sunshine and the wind. He hears a rustle from behind him. ]

JON

Martin? I thought I told you you can go back; I promise I'll be—

[ JON stops as he see who's behind him. It's ELIAS. ]

ELIAS

Hello, Jon. Apologies for... not being who you were expecting.

JON

Elias.

[ JON springs to his feet. He looks at the other man with disbelief. ELIAS simply smiles. ]

JON

I-I don't understand. You died. I killed you!

ELIAS

That was months ago, Jon. Things change.

JON

You weren't supposed to.

ELIAS

Oh, come now. Is it so far-fetched to think I can not die?

JON

I had hoped that you killing hundreds and terrorized every person on the planet would be karma enough for you to stay dead.

ELIAS

Things don't always go according to plan, no?

[ ELIAS takes a step forward. JON mirrors it backwards. ]

ELIAS

Why are you so hesitant? It's just me.

JON

That's exactly why.

ELIAS

(chuckles) I'm not as powerful as I used to be. Not at all, actually. And neither are you. So let's drop the hostility, hm? It can just be you and me.

JON

You mean you're actually someone outside of being a monster?

ELIAS

Please, Jon. I'm still human. Well, was.

JON

And I'm supposed to believe you don't want to start another apocalypse?

ELIAS

How? Look around you: we're Somewhere Else. Somewhere that doesn't have fear. Think about it. Since you came here, have you ever once felt that feeling of dread? Of terror?

JON

...I haven't. But that's because I haven't had any reason to be. There's nothing but safety here for me and Martin. And I intend to keep it that way.

ELIAS

You don't need to look so... murder-y.

JON

(serious) I'll kill you again if I need to.

ELIAS

...I see stopping the end of the world has left you... a bit jumpy.

JON

I wonder whose fault that is.

ELIAS

Come now. Think about what I asked, truly.

[ There is a pause as JON thinks. ELIAS’ smile turns into a grin as JON lowers his defensive guard. ]

ELIAS

Exactly my point.

JON

What do you want?

ELIAS

You wouldn’t believe if I said I just wanted to see an old friend?

JON

No.

ELIAS

(clicks his tongue) I thought as much. A shame.

JON

(sighs tiredly) If you really are—

[ A distant shouting can be heard. It’s MARTIN’s voice. He sounds like he’s calling after JON. ]

ELIAS

Well, as much as I would like to stay and chat—

JON

I’m sure you would.

ELIAS

—but it seems your presence is required by someone else. Goodbye for now, Jon. I am sure we’ll meet each other again soon. Very. Soon. This place is only as big as you imagine it to be, after all.

JON

Maybe I should imagine a scenery just for you then. Somewhere far, far away.

ELIAS

Keeping me in your thoughts? That’s sweet of you. I am a romantic, you know.

[ MARTIN’s voice sounds much closer now; there’s a hint of worry in it. ELIAS turns to leave. JON never takes his eyes off him. ]

ELIAS

Oh, one last thing.

[ ELIAS tosses over a handheld tape recorder to JON. JON, out of instinct, catches it. ]

ELIAS

Think of it as a… little gift from me. A souvenir, if you will.

JON

Where did you get this…? It-It didn’t just appear out of nowhere again, did it?

ELIAS

Still paranoid as ever. No, I found it in my jacket when I awoke here. A remnant of our old life.

JON

Why are you giving this to me?

ELIAS

I thought you’d like something to remember the old days with. Wouldn’t want to forget what’s happened now, do we? Maybe you could even record something for old times’ sake.

[ JON doesn't reply. He looks dumbfounded at sight of the tape recorder. ]

ELIAS

No, I doubt you could. Well, I shall take my leave then. Goodbye, Jon.

JON

(suddenly looking up) Elias, wait—

[ ELIAS is gone. Another breeze brushes past him, but this time it's cold. MARTIN appears, out of breath. ]

MARTIN

Jon! I've been trying to call you for ages! I could have sworn you were talking to someone else.

JON

I don't, ah, I don't... I'm sorry.

MARTIN

Who even was that, anyway? I thought it was only us that existed here.

[ JON doesn't reply. He looks down at the tape recorder in his hands. MARTIN looks down and frowns deeply. ]

MARTIN

That's not a good sign.

JON

No, no it isn't.

MARTIN

(pause) ...Come on then. Let's go home.

JON

What about this?

MARTIN

Leave it. I don't want anything coming home with us. We can talk about it over a cup of tea.

JON

...Alright.

[ END SCENE ]

[ghostickle]

I feel like I want therapy to work I want to be okay but it’s fuckin impossible to get anyone who’s a decent person and understands

[wild-aloof-rebel]

leslie-- what do you think of the first two episodes of season 6? tbh im trying to not be really disappointed... but i am. I just feel like they are not up to the same standard of schitts creek that I've come to know and love. I also feel like I'm in the minority regarding ep 2 and how supposedly "funny" it was. I thought it was one of the worst episodes they've ever put out. It felt forced and v "try-hard". IDK :// what are your thoughts/what have you thought of s6 so far?? xx

first of all, you’re certainly entitled to feel however you feel about the season, and i doubt there’s anything i can say that’s really going to change that tbh. and you’re def not alone in that opinion either, as i have seen other people both in my inbox and elsewhere who seem to feel similarly to you, if that’s any kind of comfort.

i do think it’s pretty clear from my posts that i did enjoy the ep, and while yes there’s a whole lot of secondhand embarrassment that goes hand in hand with watching it, i did also think it was ultimately both very funny and very sweet. but you’re certainly not required to agree with me on that, and not every episode can be a favorite anyway. there are going to be eps that all of us like or dislike more than others, and that’s totally fine.

as for the season overall, yes, i’m enjoying it so far, though of course it’s hard to judge a whole season on two eps. but i like the glimpses that we can see so far of where the show is going as a whole. i’ve definitely seen some complaints elsewhere that the episodes feel like filler, which i wholeheartedly disagree with. i think it’s pretty clear that they’re setting up the threads of the plots that will continue throughout the rest of the season, which is how this show has always operated. not every episode is filled to the brim with Major Plot Points, but there are important things that happen in every episode to push the story forward or build our understanding of the characters in a way that leads to the eventual climax of the season. think about last year’s second episode for instance. in “love letters,” we’ve got moira just back from bosnia and hung up on john’s love letters to “another woman,” alexis and ted talking about mementos of past relationships, and david and stevie being held up at the store. plot-wise, none of those are anything that really has a major effect on anything else further down the road (except maybe the robbery, which causes them to install security cameras at the store, which leads to the ending of “roadkill” with ted and alexis, but that’s a pretty minor plot point all things considered). but it does give us better understanding of where the characters are in the season. particularly, we get glimpses of ted and alexis trying to work through their past and build a stronger future together, which is all part of how alexis eventually agrees to go to the galapagos, and we see how moira’s experience with the crows film has reinvigorated her desire to rebuild her career, which of course is part of what leads to her devastation in the final scene of “life is a cabaret.” and i feel like these first two episodes of s6 are doing much the same, though obviously we now have the benefit of context for s5 because we know how it ends, and we don’t have that here. but so far we’ve clearly got johnny’s desire to continue expanding the motel business, stevie’s desire to step away, david and patrick’s excitement about their wedding, moira’s once-again renewed desire to jump start her career, and alexis’s struggle to balance her relationships with both ted and her family with her fledgling pr career. all of that certainly feels like it’s important to where the season as a whole is going, so while the individual stories being told in each episode may not ultimately be connected to anything down the road, what it’s telling us about the characters certainly is. and that’s how pretty much every episode of the show has always operated. we get these little glimpses throughout all the episodes, and there are a few bigger reveals spread along the way, and so far i feel like this season is doing exactly that. it feels the same to me as it always has in that sense.

i don’t know what your particular situation is with this, anon, but in general, i know that there are a lot of people for whom this is their first time watching the show slowly instead of all in one go, and i do think that that changes the experience a bit. personally, i love watching them week by week, with everyone yelling about the same episode at the same time, rewatching and finding new things to focus on, speculating about where things will lead, etc., but it is still a different experience to bingeing it, and i just wonder how much that plays into the enjoyment for some people. for one, it gives you more time to have to think about episodes you didn’t like as much–when you binge the show, you breeze right past them and largely forget about them by the time you’re three more episodes down the road, but this way you’re forced to sit with it for a week, which i think can potentially increase the feelings of dissatisfaction. but also, if you’re a binge and rewatch kind of person, you get to the end, and then when you rewatch the earlier eps you have a different perspective on them because you can now see where they’re going. it’s a lot harder to see where eps are leading before you have the ending for context, and so even though i obv think the threads are there, i can see how the open-endedness of it might feel dissatisfying to some people in the meantime too.

i’ll end with this thought: if you ask most people their top five episodes of the show, how many of those are going to be episodes from the start of a season? yes, you might get one or two on some of those lists–”pregnancy test” in particular is one of the early-in-the-season eps that i think gets a lot of love–but by and large i think most people’s lists are going to be populated with episodes from the middles and ends of seasons because you have to build up to the kinds of pay-offs we get in episodes like “grad night” or “meet the parents” or “open mic” that make them so enjoyable. so the fact that you don’t absolutely love these two episodes so far isn’t necessarily all that surprising or unusual. there’s still twelve more chances for this season to change your mind, and i hope that you find that it does.

[inkskinned]

literally just a dumb unorganized list of school tips

source: im a grad student. i’ve had a lot of school. also i’m adhd & mentally ill and require +8 organization. this is mostly directed @ college students, but maybe high school students can use it too, fuck, idk, it’s been forever since i was stuck in that hell hole

just say “professor” either ur using the correct title for a person (will make them feel good) or you’re giving them a bigger title on the assumption they deserve it (which will make them feel good) and also prevents having to ever i mean ever use their names

talk at least 1 time a week in each class, aim for 1 time a day. even lecture classes. i fucking hate talking in front of more than 5 people, so what i would do is prepare a question about the hw/etc (even if i didn’t need it answered) to ask the professor after class so they saw me and got used to me and saw i was invested in their class. about 89% of teachers - if they see you try, they will pass you. i mean it’s literally that easy. i know people who went from like a c- but because they legit tried, their grade got bumped up to a b-. 

if u have to bring a laptop, pre-download the required material/screenshot it, and then turn off your wifi. it’s too easy to not listen.

physical writing will always give you more information recall over typing.

nobody cares about stupid shit anymore trust me they don’t remember that you were accidentally locked in a towel out of your room bc they have their own dumb shit that happened.... in college all the “cringe culture” turns into “god i wish that were me” culture ... wear ur onesie to a party trust me you make +800 friends and 799 of them will be girls telling you you’re adorable and they’d die for you

about locking urself out.... if ur like me and can breeze past post-it notes placed in obvious areas, don’t be a dumb bitch and rely on post-it-notes. while most schools offer 1 free lockout, dont rely on it - it once took 2 hours before someone could get to me. i was in a towel, which meant no phone. so like. anyway, what i do now is i put something on the handle of the door i have to open/unlock. i can’t just open the door w/out the thing falling down and making a loud “you dumb bitch unlock the door before u shower” sound. 

this works for all important don’t-forget it things. other obstacles i’ve used to remind myself to do something include: putting a chair with my wholeass posterboard in front of the door, an entire printer with a single piece of paper that just read “for the love of god check to be sure you have that essay”, and a recycling bin i kept forgetting to empty. guess what bitch finally emptied the bin once it was between me and a swift exit!

no offense and like the whole “it’s the best years of your life!” thing is great but in reality everything goes better scholastically when you treat it as “i came here to win, not to make friends.” i still did make friends, went to parties every weekend, was popular enough i’d be invited to several on one night - but i came there to win. when i put my scholastic life and my mental health first, i went from a 2.0 to a 3.98. yes you can, bitch.

you’re spending the money. don’t squander it. trust me when i say i know plenty of people who breeze through, bc you often can. but like. don’t. challenge yourself bc like. talk about an investment.

if you hate your major, change it. don’t make your life something you can’t stand. on that note, do NOT agree 100% to a track until you have at least some experience in the field. i cannot tell u how many ppl i know who got their whole masters/phd program done, walked into their new profession, and were like, Oh Fuck, I Can’t Live Like This.

college literally offers so many free things and if you’re not taking advantage of them whenever possible i get it but like. try to take advantage of them. this is everything from your gym (which probably has free classes dude) to clubs to like. sober events. these sober events are so ... fuckin good dude i’ve made mason jars with little plants in em... bee aviaries... candles.... go to the free stuff

oh ps on free stuff i wanna say about 4 of 5 days there’s free food on campus just look for things like job fairs, presentations, or discussion groups. also while you’re there at the job fair like. u know, go to the job fair in earnest

i took off 2 years to work and also to just. recover from my bullshit. and it took me 6 years and 3 schools to get my bachelor’s. it wasn’t easy but bitch i lived. there’s no such thing as “too long” to graduate if that’s truly what you want to do.

if on the meal plan, eat as clean as you can the first week. then introduce each part of the cafeteria’s possibly-food-poisoning-creating foods one at a time. give @ least 2 days between each experiment so you know for sure if you get sick what caused it. i literally never eat meat at school but you can still get sick off of unwashed lettuce/salad dressing that hasn’t been refrigerated properly/weirdass things you won’t even think of. this prevents like. dying in a public bathroom.

white loaf bread can be gross & boring. discount bakery section for your slightly chewy artisianal bread needs. if overstale, either toast it or dunk it into water and microwave it (unless u got an oven. use the oven if u can)

steal as many apples from the dining hall/events/etc as physically possible just do it they keep FOREVER and @ some point you’ll be like. fUCK i need a nutrition. ps if you’re keeping them in ur backpack (i wouldn’t keep more than 2) make sure to wrap w/a few paper towels so if you drop your bag you don’t get apple mush

write it all down bitch. “i’ll remember it” no you won’t. unless you are capable of remembering every idea on this list and in order, you won’t remember it. in general, if you write something 3 times, you will recall it correctly at least 80% of the time. i also read it out loud to myself, bc, you know, auditory recall

DO NOT just put your assignment at the top of your notes, unless you’re 100% sure that will work for you. in most cases, it’s much better to have a planner/agenda/place you expect to look for assignments. +7 points if you lie to yourself about deadlines and move them all up.

like not to sound too much like a DARE ad but like. if you don’t like it/don’t want it, don’t fuckin do it. the idea that “there’s nothing to do if you don’t party” is such bullshit. like i promise if you’re like “i am a grouch and want to stay in and binge netflix” about 45 ppl will show up in pjs like “bitch fullscreen it, im a grouch too.” there’s also like. the chance to just.... not overindulge. on wednesdays i have “wine wednesdays” where we sit around and drink a glass of wine while we do our hw. it’s chill and friendly instead of like. drink until u vomit. don’t feel like you either gotta slam the breaks or the gas pedal, is what i mean.

PLEASE know the signs of alcohol poisoning/overdose. most schools have a “Safety Always Matters Most” policy, which means that you can call for help w/out getting into trouble. if you think someone is in danger, act. this also goes for making sure ppl get home safe even if they’re just incapacitated, not poisoned. step in, dudes.

also just. notice when ur starting to rely on stuff too much. i’m super easily addicted to things, so i keep a healthy distance from liquor. i don’t let myself “drink to feel better” bc that’s a scary, scary thing to link to feeling better. if you or somebody u know starts drinking all the time/gets anxious if they don’t drink/drinks in the daytime .... get help. schools have counselling services for a reason.

you’re gonna get a cold/flu of some sort in the first 2 months just brace for it. in the meantime, drink vitamin c, try not to touch too many handles, and when people say “there’s something going around” believe them.

watch kaplan nike just do it 

if you can teach it, you know the material. a super good way of knowing if you studied the right way is to try and teach the material to a stuffed animal/imaginary class.

“i don’t know how to study” bitch me too the fuck. this is usually bc we’ve been taught that studying is just sitting down and staring @ ur notes. it’s not. it’s different for everyone, and you need to understand it’s 99% preventative care. if you don’t go to the class or do the homework, studying is going to fucking suck, bc you’re learning the material all at once for the first time. the place you should consider “studying” is “i’m confident in 70-90% of the material, but need to review.” do not let yourself fall behind .... just go to office hours and ask questions if ur not getting something. studying should feel like you’re remembering what you already knew but kinda forgot, not like you’ve been blindsided.

the whole “writing it down in ur own words” while u have been told this 700 times it really helps bc it means u gotta translate it through your own understanding. if you can’t, and it’s not bc the material seems too obvious to you to state in another way - ask yourself if you don’t understand the material. chances are u are missing a bit of info.

i know it’s like A Thing that Some People do but i never had the mental health points for it but i know some people just take 15 minutes after every class to review their notes. since i’m 100% early to every class ever, obnoxiously so, i try to do it before class. having the last class’s notes up in my head super helps. like. put down the phone i know you’re socially anxious me too but review those notes. chances are if u start flipping through pages other ppl will too. this is also fun bc as soon as you start this whole thing, at least one person will be like “is there a test?” no bitch there’s no test but im gonna be ready when there is!

literally so much of success is fucking posturing i could link about 800 peer-edited studies that show that when a student is expected to do well (and knows they are), they do well. like i literally didn’t change my appearance at all, never bothered to look nice (once winter hits i wear 67 layers all the time), but when i showed up after my 2 years off from school, i presented myself with the whole “i came here to win” vibe and people... really respected me? i mean in hs i remember ppl saying shit like “yeah, well, you aren’t gonna have the homework”. by the time i was in college i had an honest-to-god conversation which included someone being like “so tell me what you’re overachieving at right now” like they just expected it from me. wild.

i live by “bite off more than you can chew, and then CHEW IT” but it’s probably unhealthy. the truth is that i have a lot of energy all the time (lmao adhd!!!) and i used to get told i was “trying too hard” and for a long time (still???) i didn’t (i don’t?) know what that was, you know, bc i had a D average, clearly i wasn’t trying. it turns out i was just. putting all my energy into stuff that wasn’t making me happy like toxic friendships etc. when i decided “nope, all this energy is for me and my schoolwork”..... uhhhhh suddenly i was a golden child and everyone praised my try-hardness ... it’s a fuckt up system tbh

take at least 1 class just for fun. i try to do that every semester. it helps break up all the requirements. if you’re like an engineer and got no time or credits left to spend, try to audit your fun course.

make ur advisor love you i don’t care what it takes make them cupcakes show up to thank them i dONT CARE just do it 

the library isn’t always the best place. if i start getting anxious bc i pavlovian train myself that library=work, i find a new place to go to do hw. try to go outside if you can!!! not like where i live bc like it’s snow all the time but try. a little green really really really helps depression. 

if you’ve been in the same “Studying” place for 1 hour and haven’t done anything the chances are Something Isn’t Right. first, look @ ur body. are you not focusing bc of some pressing physical need? sometimes just taking a shower and coming back helps. are you uncomfy? are you too comfy and going to sleep? if body okay, look @ the material. do you not understand it? do you just need to switch to a new topic for a little bit? can you find a youtube video that will help you better understand it? make notes on what you don’t get so you can ask in the next class. if it’s not the material, it’s not ur bod, check the Actual Space. sometimes just getting up, going for a short walk to a new place, and trying it there actually? really works? if none of this is working.... try ur brain next. hardest to reset bc like, what, turn it on and off again? i use things like caffeine, a short workout, a nap, or a podcast all to just... give me a little boost. 

don’t be afraid to leave. i mean this about class, friend groups, and the college ur at. just get up on outta there if ur not feelin it. i cannot recommend “drop the class” enough. even if it’s a required course see if u can switch the times if u hate the professor day 3 it’s not gonna get better just get the fuCK out

don’t nap in the same position u go to sleep in, nap upside down w/ur head away from ur pillow. don’t ask me why but it works to 1. fall asleep faster 2. make sure u sleep okay at night and 3. wake up less annoyed 

on that note don’t ever do anything in ur bed in a sleeping position unless it’s genuinely sleeping in it. body will get confused. just sit up, lazybones.

when/if the library has those therapy dogs during finals week.... just go pet them make the time for it

ask before hugging people, but don’t expect a “yes”

get a backpack that fits and doesn’t hurt ur back u fuckin hippie idc how cool it is to wear ur backpack super low just don’t do it it’s not worth it

the tutoring center is a fucking goldmine.... free essay edits my dudes

bring a fan dorms are always hotter than u expect

switch dorms if u can if u realize ur in the wrong room/wrong roomate like just don’t bother with nonsense

when in doubt, follow preschool rules. tell ppl when they did something cool, just ask when u need help, and be confident even in your mistakes, because at least u tried

[mistymark]

the one with the halloween party // z.c.l

zhong chenle x reader // 2.3k words // high school!au

“We’re enemies that coincidentally go to the same costume party wearing masks and I get to know you and I think I’m in love” // first bulleted au (?) // masterlist // part one of one // warnings: swearing, theres a party but its Completely Pure and Innocent, just fluff tbh

okay, so you and your friends are pretty close, sorta popular but mostly just really nice

so you get along great with almost everyone at ur school

and by almost,,,

I mean everyone except zhong chenle

dont get me wrong, the guy has great friends and seems pretty easygoing,,, but for some reason he hates your guts

which  is okay, cause you hate his guts too

he’s a bit of an ass to you and has been for a while now

would knock your book off your desk “accidentally” or kick your chair     constantly during classes just to annoy you

but you weren’t any more mature:

you’d stick your foot out to trip him up in the halls and remove the ink part from his pens just to have him experience an inconvenience for once in his perfect goddamn life

you were in competition constantly,,, and not the cute kind of competition,,

if you beat him on a test he’d be so annoyed, and would study for hours to make sure he beat you on the next one 

and  there were times when your friends and his would have to drag you away so  an actual fist fight wouldn't break out during one of your petty arguments during literature, when discussing the meaning of a particular symbol in a book

you were both so stubborn when it came to that, and neither of you would back down

it got to the point where every little thing he did pissed you off

laughed like he always does loudly?? pissed you off

sat down with his friends during lunch, making a face when he made eye contact with you?? pissed you off

seeing him flirt with random students in the year levels below you ?? pissed you off

“he’s such a fucking flirt, why does he have to lead them on? the poor things they just look up to him” “sounds like you’re jealous” “I am NOT     jealous”

“he’s just doing it to make them vote for him for president!!” “I thought     we discussed this yesterday, y/n” “we did but im still annoyed about     it... dont roll your eyes at me, I do NOT like him!!” “sure, y/n, sure”

anyway

a girl in your year decides to throw a fun halloween party, to get everyones minds off of school and exams and such, and you're hella excited like

opportunity to dress up in ridiculous costumes ??? hell ye

you’ve been planning your outfit with two of your friends for over a month, you've decided to go as the three musketeers (a reference to a book one of them has been studying in a class) complete with leather outfits, boots, swords, and for fun, masks

when the party is only a week away, you walk into ur lit class (ayyy get lit     fam) and chenle is sitting on his desk, talking to his friends about how     he’s got the best costume for Saturday night

you roll your eyes

he doesnt fail to notice

“hey, y/n, you going on Saturday?” “idk, are you?” “yeah” “then no”

you poke your tongue out at him when he flips you off, and turn your back to him, making yourself busy by grabbing out your books

his dumb (but a lot nicer) friends are going OooOoOoOooh and u feel a smug smile on your face as you pretend not to care

you hear chenle mumble a “whatever” as he jumps off the desk when your teacher walks in and makes his way to his own seat

luckily, you dont see much of chenle around school for the rest of the week, and when u do, its just giving each other death stares or glaring at each other from across the room

he did “accidentally” trip you while you were walking into one of your     classes

and you “just so happened to” pull his chair away as he went to sit down,     because your chair was coincidentally missing and you “didnt see him     sitting down”

he glared at you as he stood up, hand holding the back of his head as he     forcefully grabbed a spare chair and sat down

when Saturday rolled around, you grabbed all the last minute items you needed and drove to your friends house to get ready

“how do I look” “why? planning on impressing someone tonight ? maybe,,, chhheeeeeeeenleeeeeeeee”

you finished your eye makeup and tied the mask around you head, grabbing one of the swords from the bed and tucking it into your belt loop

“damn y/n, you're going to have guys fawning all over you all night” “maybe chenle will finally have the courage to ask you out” “SHUT UP”

you arrived at the party not soon after, and marvelled at everyones costumes

there were definitely some really good ones this year

after two hours, you found yourself standing by the drinks table, tired from dancing with your friends and having impromptu sword fights

“I like your costume!” someone shouted over the music

you turned around and it was,,

batman

nah seriously you couldnt tell who it was, but you knew it was someone from your year

“batman? wow thank you,, that means a lot, coming from you” you jokingly raised a toast

“shouldn't there be three of you?”

“the other two are off dancing, I lost them a while ago. shouldn't you be off fighting superman?”

he smiled and you felt like you recognised him, but u couldnt place it “already defeated him, look...” he pointed to the dance floor, where another boy dressed like superman was dancing “the only thing that could make someone dance that badly is if they had an injury” he     pointed at himself proudly “I did that”

you laughed and the conversation continued from there

you felt bad for not knowing who the person was, as he clearly knew who you were, and were too shy to ask, so you just went with it

“do you wanna go outside? I can't hear you in here” he shouted over the music, pointing to the door

you ended up spending an hour with him on the porch, picking out the best costumes, having playful arguments about their origins and which ones were more original, and you found yourself to be happier when you were talking with him than with anyone else there

you agreed on four of the top five most unoriginal costumes,, with the     exception being his own

“Im sorry, but batman is not original at all! there are at least three walking     around here” “so? theres at least three musketeers too” “THERE ARE THREE MUSKETEERS!! AND ONLY ONE BATMAN?!” you both began laughing at your own dumb arguments, and settled into a comfortable silence

it was getting pretty late, and the sun had well set, and you shivered as a     breeze passed you

without thinking, batman offered you his cape, wrapping it around your shoulders

you couldnt help but think he was flirting, and had been since you began     talking, and now had the strongest feeling that you’d developed a crush on someone

it was too late now to ask his name, considering you’d been talking like     you’d known each other for years the entire night 

when your ride arrived a while later, he was waiting with you and stepped back onto the porch as you turned away to walk to the car

suddenly, you felt sad that you’d have to leave this perfect night, so you quickly ran back, pecked him on the cheek and ran to your car without looking back at his reaction

when Monday rolled around, your friends instantly found you in the hallway, wanting to hear everything about ‘Batman’ and your bold flirtations

you’d stressed for the past two nights that he might not have actually been flirting with you, and you’d taken his jokes and friendliness the wrong way

but your friends had assured you he probably felt the same way, based on what you'd already told them

“ugh, and I just had calculus with y/n’s favourite person, and he would not stop boasting about this chick he’d met at the party. whats the bet he’s still talking about it when you both have lit with him” your friend laughed and continued eating her lunch

you had lit right after your lunch block, and when u walked in, he was smugly talking to his friends

he looked up as you walked past “y/n didnt catch you at the party, guess     you really decided not to come, huh?”

“?? I was there, chenle, or were you too busy talking chatting up that girl     you met to notice” you continued to your desk, but froze at the words of     one of his friends

“yeah, I thought batman wasn't supposed to fall in love”

you looked back at the group, and they hadn't noticed your behaviour, so you quickly made your way to your desk and flung your stuff down, grabbing your phone in panic

“im not in love”

you tried to calm yourself, there were more than three batman’s at the party, what’s the likelihood it was chenle you had kissed??

nothing to worry about

“idk man, the way you talked about her made it sound like you are” jeno laughed

“aNd tHeN sHe kiSSeD mE” jaemin mocked, making his voice higher

you buried your head in your hands

no  no no no no

no no no no no

nO NO NO NO NO

it could NOT HAVE BEEN CHENLE

you DID NOT kiss chenle

you did not KISS chenle

you did not kiss CHENLE

and then to make things better, one of your friends walked in

“Y/n! sword fight!” he grabbed a pencil from his pocket and pointed it at you

immediately you playfully sparred with him, before jabbing him in the stomach

“guess once a musketeer, always a musketeer” he mumbled, sitting in his seat, defeated

in your peripheral vision, you saw chenle’s head whip to you

“thats what you get for coming as a CLOWN”

you tried to keep your voice level and your head down as your teacher started the class,, but you couldnt help it

you snuck a glance towards chenle’s desk

he was already looking at you

fuck

you felt your eyes widen, and watched his do the same

there was something unrecognisable in his gaze, and you decided to focus on your work, dragging your eyes from him

when the bell signalling the end of the class rang, you haphazardly stuffed your textbook and notes into you binder and attempted to dart from the room,, but something held you back

or rather,, someone

you looked at chenle’s hand wrapped tightly around your wrist and shot him a pleading gesture

“not here”

he simply nodded and began packing his things away neatly

you waited, tapping your foot anxiously

you found yourselves sitting behind the school in awkward silence     (wheremystaysat) as both of you thought about what to say

“im really hoping your costume was unoriginal enough that it maybe wasn’t you” you said, shooting him a glance

he sighed at your words

“there were three musketeers, too” he mumbled, not looking up as he fiddled with his watch

that’s when you knew it was definitely him at the party

more silence fell between you

suddenly you took a deep breath

“I actually had a really great time on Saturday night” you said, glancing up to gage his reaction

you saw him smile a little “me too”

you felt a bit more comfortable seeing him smile, and it felt like you both     became submerged in memories, comfortably thinking in silence

“my favourite part was when you said goodbye” he moved his hands to either side of his body and leant back, basking in the sunlight

he had made a point of not looking at you, but he turned his head towards you and squinted after he had spoken

you tried to recall actually saying goodbye to him, but all you had said was “oh your cape!” as you handed it back to him and took off running to your car

when you pointed this out to him, he laughed and shook his head at you

“not  that part, dumbass”

suddenly his voice became quieter

“I meant the part where you kissed me”

you felt your smile widen into a grin “zhong chenle do you have a crush on me?”

his eyes widened as he turned to you “what? Of course n- maybe?” he looked at you sheepishly

you moved your hand over his, and he threaded his fingers through yours “I maybe have a crush on you too”

he looked at his watch again “look, the last thing I want to do is go to     class rn but I think Im already ten minutes late”

“shit,that means I am too” you picked up your belongings and walked inside with him, heading to your separate classes

“what do you have now?” he asked

“chem. You?”

“oh yea, you always have chem when I have calc”

“you know my schedule?” you blushed

now it was his turn to flush “maybe”

his classroom was down a separate corridor to yours, so when it was time for to split off, you said a quick goodbye and started down the hallway “ill catch you later yeah?” he bid you goodbye

thinking better of it, you turned around “wait!”

he stopped walking, looking confused as you ran back towards him

“I forgot” you said, biting the inside of your cheek as you approached

yes girl go get your man

you stepped onto your tip toes and pressed a kiss against his cheek, his mouth forming into a dumb grin as you stepped back

you turned around, ready to go to class for real now, when he grabbed your arm, spinning you around

he pulled you closer to him, his arm wrapping around you waist as he kissed your lips softly, quickly

when he moved away from you, creating a distance you only wanted to close again, he had the biggest smile on his face, his eyes forming little     crescent moons

“fuck, ive wanted to do that for so long”

this is my first bulleted fic, what do you guys think?? also,,, two posts in one day?? how blessed ?? I felt inspired a lot today, and the fact im working from home made me more productive (for fic writing not for actual work tho lol)

[rreader]

the only hope - tlou!au (3)

pairing: kim namjoon x reader ; (jeon jeongguk x reader)

fandom: bts ; exo

warnings: tlou!au (post-apocalyptic!au) ; language ; abuse ; kai is kinda the villain in this story, so idk if this is a warning, but just in case haha

genre: angst ; horror

previous: 1 ; 2

summary: namjoon and his brothers kept to themselves, trying their hardest to survive in a world where infected roamed around and, they themselves, lived in constant fear of becoming one of them. until you entered his life. and then everything changed.

chapter summary: he only wanted to help. give you one night of rest. he had no idea that things would escalate that much in one night.

a/n: let me say it right away: I am so sorry for that cliffhanger hahaha. (also, two more things: please note that I don’t think yoongi is abusive in any way. this was only in the heat of the moment and WILL be addressed in a future chapter. as for kai: yeah, idk, he was just the face that popped up in my head when I imagined a sexy villain, so yeah :’))

You woke up to various voices outside of the bedroom you were sleeping in. You blinked a couple of times, the morning sun already warming up your face, a small smile spreading on your lips because of it.

When had been the last time you had gotten a decent amount of sleep and had woken up to the sun and not to an Infected or somebody else trying to kill you?

Certainly ages ago.

But as much as you enjoyed this, you had promised them and yourself to only stay for the night to catch up on sleep and you needed to get out of the city anyways. At least now you had the energy to do so.

So you pushed the covers aside - as hard as it was - and let your legs dangle over the mattress for a couple of seconds, before slowly getting up and walking over to your bag to pack up.

Unfortunately, you didn't even get as far as the other end of the room, before the door got pushed open and you were forcefully shoved against the wall, a forearm pressed hard against your throat, cutting off your air supply.

“Yoongi! That's enough!” you heard Namjoon yell, he and another of his brothers trying to pull the guy in front of you away, “It's not her fault!”

“Isn't it?! Before last night, we were fine, didn't run into trouble once! But the second she shows up, everything goes to shit!”

“You're overreacting! They're probably just wandering around the woods as always,” Jin said, trying to calm him down.

Yoongi's eyes were filled with rage, but you could barely keep yours open with the way he was still preventing you from breathing.

Just before you were about to pass out, he took a step back, brushing his hands through his hair. You immediately sank to the floor, coughing and gasping for air. Namjoon knelt down in front of you, cupping your face in his hands, apologizing and trying to get you to breathe in deeply. Your forehead fell against his chin and you just focused on your voice, trying to breathe in sync with him.

“They should have been back hours ago. This isn't like them,” Hoseok said, agreeing with his hyung, if not with his ways of getting someone to talk.

“I agree,” Jimin said, crossing his arms in front of his chest, worry written all over his face for the fact that his younger brothers had gone out for supplies and haven't come back yet.

“You’re right. They’re taking longer than usually, but that doesn’t necessarily mean that they’re in trouble. They’ve done this before, remember? And remember what we did then? We panicked. And what happens when we panic? One of us almost dies,” he looked at Jimin, who immediately lowered his head in shame at the memory.

“I’ve got a bad feeling about this hyung,” Hobi shook his head and looked down at you, “She might not have anything to do with it, but I still think something is up.”

While the three of them were arguing with Jin on who was at fault, you were still trying to get your breathing to even out. You'd think you'd be used to something like this, people physically assaulting you to get you to talk.. but maybe this was just something that would always be as painful and uncomfortable as the time before.

“I'm so sorry,” Namjoon whispered for the millionth time, his thumb gently caressing your cheek, “We're just all a little on edge. Our younger brothers haven't come back yet.. we're worried.”

You took a deep breath to answer him: “What does that have to do with me?”

“Don't fuck with me. I know a fugitive when I see one. And you're not just some random girl Namjoon picked up in a store.”

Yoongi seemed to have been the only one who saw right through the lie that Namjoon had told them last night, since the others were all furrowing their eyebrows in confusion.

“You're a fugitive?”

Your chest was still heaving heavily, looking into the eyes of all five of them in the room, before carefully getting up and throwing every single one of your things carelessly into your bag without another word.

“Wait.. he's not joking? Why did you bring a fugitive here, Namjoon?” now even Jin was upset. He had been the only one to take your side, thinking that you were no danger for them.

“She needed help. What was I supposed to do? Leave her to die?”

“Yes. That's how we have survived for so long.”

The arguing continued. Now it was all four against Namjoon. Until you turned around, bag already hanging from your shoulder.

“I'm not yours to worry about anymore. I'm leaving and you will never see me again, I promise.”

“A little too late now, isn't it? Whoever or whatever is following you, surely ran into OUR brothers. And let me make this one thing very clear to you,” Yoongi walked up so close to you, that you could feel his breath against your face. Namjoon instinctively took a step towards you, in case he had to intervene, “If they're dead? You are too.”

“I'll add you to my list of people trying to kill me, then,” you spat back, walking around him and towards the door, but mouthing a silent thank you to Namjoon, before you turned around and were about to walk out of their lives forever.

Or at least, that's what you had thought.

                                                             * * * 

You decided to make your way out of the city through the woods, the buildings and streets being too risky for you at the moment.

Your fingers were wrapped tightly around your dagger and with the sleep you had gotten last night, you were hyperaware of your surroundings. Every chirp, every breeze, every snapped branch, your head would whip into the direction of the sound, ready to strike if necessary.

But so far, you had ran into nothing and nobody.

You were alone, with nature being the only company you had.

That is, until you heard it.

That familiar voice you had tried so desperately to forget. The one that had haunted you for the past weeks. And he seemed to have just arrived.

You should have run, should have turned around and made your way out of the city like you had planned on doing. But what stopped you from doing so, was one of his lackeys saying:

“We found them wandering around the woods. They mentioned her by name. They said (Y/N).”

Wandering around the woods, plural, so more than one person, knowing you by name.

“Fuck,” you murmured to yourself, closing your eyes when guilt rushed through you.

Yoongi had been right. 

This really was your fault.

“Ah, so you know my dear (Y/N), then?” Kai knelt down in front of Jeongguk and cocked his head to the side.

Taehyung wriggled in the grasp of the man behind him, scared for his younger brother's safety.

“We..-” Jeongguk was unsure. He didn't know you, so betraying you shouldn't be so hard, right? At least that's what Yoongi had always said. When it comes down to it, he should always look out for himself first. But now that he was pretty much signing your death sentence? It was a lot easier said than done.

Kai smiled and licked his lips, “I understand, I really do. She's a pretty girl and I'm sure there aren't that many around anymore. Maybe you even have a little crush on her, hm?”

“What do you want to know?” Taehyung said sternly.

Kai turned his head to the older one, “I want to know where I can find her,” his voice was calm. So calm, that it made a shiver run down Taehyung's spine, “Because, you see.. that girl? She's mine. She belongs to me.”

“She belongs to no one,” Jeongguk replied, without thinking twice about it. The back of Kai's hand harshly came in contact with Jeongguk's cheek, making tears prickle in his eyes because of the impact, but he forced himself not to let them see. He forced himself to be strong.

“Don't!” Taehyung wriggled more and more, “I'll tell you everything you want to know, just.. don't hurt him!”

“You don't have to tell him anything,” you said, stepping out of the shadow the tree had provided, hands up in the air. All attention was immediately on you, guns were raised in your direction, but their boss lowered his hand he had previously raised, signaling them to lower their weapons, “Let them go, Kai. This isn't about them.”

Kai grinned and got up from the ground, Taehyung leaning over to his younger brother, asking him if he was alright. Jeongguk only nodded a little, not wanting the older to see the tears.

“Running away from me.. now that was a BIG mistake, (Y/N). You should have known that.”

“We do what we have to survive.. isn't that one of the things you once told me?”

“I would never kill you. You're too valuable for that.”

“Right. You only want to experiment on me. Torture me. Want to add a couple of scars to the ones that are already on my body. Because what am I, but a test subject to you?”

The closer Kai got, the more your fake confidence faltered. He may not look like it, but that guy was one of the scariest ones you had ever met in your life.

“You're our future,” he whispered, cupping your face in his hands.

Your gaze flickered over to the two boys still kneeling on the ground, then back up to Kai's.

“I'll go back with you. I won’t try to run again and I’ll let you do whatever you think necessary to me. If you let them go.”

Kai turned around, eyeing the boys, “What? Do you care about them?”

“It doesn't matter whether or not I care. They have nothing to do with this. You don't need them.”

“But that's precisely the point, isn't it?” he dipped his head, so that his lips were almost touching yours. You felt yourself gagging and tried to lean back, but he held your face so tight in his hands, that you couldn't move, “I don't need them.”

And the next thing you heard, were guns going off and your eyes widened in shock.