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#i wanna fall asleep but im in so much pain i cant#weather its the stress or nerves or the walking idk. probably all 3 actually#..the weekend has passed and yet my hips and ankels and heels and knees still hurt so bad from walking to classes last week. and what. i#was shopping for a few hours.... ugh theyre all so fucked. i can barely even move without my legs partially coming out. and it fucks up my#already broken tailbone and thus my spine and thus. there goes my entire nervous system into a frenzy. again. nightmare loop#my whole body feels like its on fire#and the only thing thatll calm it down by this point is the other meds. but ive just gotten used to these ones and the idea of being on#even more harsh meds isnt pleasant. snd those make me sleepy too#....... but at this rate i need something to take down my nervous system some many notches. i got a feeling its past the point of calming#itself down#it hasnt been like this. this sort of. every centimeter of my body searing pain sort of thing in months#lol uni drives me straight into the ground#starting to remember why suicide attempt 2.0 was in large part bc this sort of physical pain was unbearable 24/7 like yea this is already#bad enough maybe i shouldnt let it get worse
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welcome to svt (pt. 12)
hello friends~~ are you all still there? hahaha, i can’t even remember the last time i posted on here. and honestly considered not coming back? but i love writing, svt, and this crazy site too much to leave. so even if there are only a couple of you left here to read, i appreciate it.
the last two-ish months (?) since i last posted have been the craziest, funnest times since i’ve been in uni. grad school is its own hell-beast, but i am enjoying everything i’m learning.
ALSO svt have been active AF and doing insane things. i’ve got a month off school and have every intention of catching up as much as i can lol.
anyway, that’s the life update. i’m going to try to get the rest of this story up this month. start fresh in the new year. i have been writing on and off the last couple months but dang, it’s been hard.
BIPOC rec: i actually have something for you today! A Mind Spread Out on the Ground - Alicia Elliott (a non-fiction book about the life of a white-passing Indigenous woman from Ontario); Kissez - Sevyn Streeter (catchy song); Haliwa - Brooke Simpson (I’ve rec’d Brooke before. I adore her and her music and this one is so catchy. I had it on a loop for like four days straight.)
w.c. 2k (angst?)
ch. 1 | ch. 2 | ch. 3 | ch. 4 | ch. 5 | ch. 6 | ch. 7 | ch. 8 | ch. 9 | ch. 10 | ch. 11 | ch. 12 | ch. 13
pairing: lee jihoon x OC/fem reader
‘I want an out,’ she says. She’d arranged for a meeting with Seungcheol. After being stabbed, Joshua had recommended she take it easy for a few weeks.
But that wasn’t the real reason she wanted the out.
Since she and Jihoon had spoken at the university, she’s noticed dark circles growing under her partner’s eyes. She can hear him making music some nights. However, it’s also very clear that he’s not sleeping.
Every time she asks about it, he says he’s fine. ‘Just having problems sleeping.’
But sometimes on an overnight flight, she’ll watch him flail in his sleep, his brow furrowed in pain or intense concentration.
And she’s realized that Jihoon finds ways to fall asleep around or near her. Either on the couch with everyone else around or in the car when she’s driving. Sometimes, she’ll look over and find his face and body turned slightly towards her. The pain, the flailing, all of it stops.
She’s getting a bit worried that Jihoon is digging himself into a hole that he can’t get out of, and now being housebound, she’s noticed it a lot more.
Now, Seungcheol tips his head. ‘Out of what?’
‘Out of SVT.’
Seungcheol appears taken aback. Until two months ago, she would’ve had the same reaction if someone told her she’d be having this conversation. Two years on the job and she still enjoys it.
‘Out of SVT? Why in the world would you want to do that?’
‘Because of what Jihoon’s being put through right now.’
‘I haven’t put Jihoon through anything he wasn’t willing to do.’
She takes a deep breath and leans forward onto her elbows, closing the distance between them. ‘Look, Cheollie, I’m not an idiot. I know that to get Jihoon to go on a job without me, you’d leverage my safety. He told me what happened two months ago, what he had to do. It’s eating away at him.’
Seungcheol’s cool demeanour changes. Concern laces through his features. And his concern seems genuine. ‘What he had to do?’
‘Yes, and it’s making me reevaluate a bit. So, I would like an out.’
‘Okay, okay. I’ll give you an out if you want one,’ Seugcheol agrees. ‘But what happened?’
She frowns deepens. ‘Why are you doing this?’
‘Doing what?’
‘Acting like you don’t know anything.’
Seungcheol shakes his head and leans forward. ‘I will admit that I sent Jihoon on a mission without you two months ago. I admit that I used your safety to encourage him to go. But that’s all I know. He texted me saying the job was done, he came home, and he’s been around. You guys got in a fight that we all knew about, but both of you have been acting normal again. I assumed you guys didn’t get romantically involved. Other than that, I haven’t seen any indication that anything’s wrong. We haven’t talked about it, because I was under the impression that he hadn’t told anyone about the mission. So, what are you talking about?’
She levels him with a stare and Seungcheol allows her to do so. ‘You really don’t know.’
‘Fill me in. Why do you want an out all of a sudden? What’s going on with Jihoon? What’s going on with the two of you?’
‘Hold up, we’re in danger and you don’t even know what the danger is?’
‘Jihoon dealt with that.’
‘Jihoon killed someone to deal with that,’ she hisses. It’s the first time she’s said the words aloud since that night.
Seungcheol pales. ‘He what?’
‘And he’s stopped talking to me about it. If this is the kind of ship you’re running now, Cheollie, I want an out. I like what we do, but I will get good honest work somewhere else if it’ll keep Jihoon’s head in a good place.’
Seungcheol noticed her slipping around his question about their relationship status. However, this last statement implies that they’ll be leaving together if they leave at all. That’s something to analyze later.
He presses a button on his desk now and speaks aloud. ‘Everyone to the kitchen, please.’ He motions for her to stand. ‘We’ll sort it out. No one’s going to be out of the loop this time.’
‘My out,’ she says once they reach his office door.
‘I’m going to give everyone an out,’ he promises. He reaches around her for the doorknob.
They can hear all the feet padding around the apartment as the members make their way to the kitchen. She finds Jihoon near the fridge, having just come out of his bedroom. He tilts his head when he sees her coming down the stairs with Seungcheol’s help.
When she’s within reach, Jihoon tugs her to his side. The other members congregate around the island so they can see Seungcheol.
Even Jeonghan looks confused when he takes his position at Seungcheol’s side.
‘What’s going on, hyung?’ Chan asks.
Seungcheol meets her eye before speaking. ‘It’s come to my attention that you all need an out. You don’t have to use it, but you should be allowed the option.’
The members exchange looks, and she feels Jihoon shift towards her, aware that he’s put his body slightly ahead of hers.
‘Jeonghan and I have been keeping something from you and I just want it out in the open before we deal with the “out”.’ Seungcheol plunges into an update about how they’ve started stepping on criminal toes. Toes that don’t like to be intercepted one too many times. They’ve started upping the ante, sending Jeonghan occasional threats. The threats have apparently been becoming more violent as SVT’s intel and connections have improved, allowing them to foil plans and protect assets more efficiently than ever.
‘Is that what we concluded with the museum mishap?’ Jihoon asks.
Jeonghan blinks in surprise, glancing past him to his partner.
Jihoon turns to look at her, as do the rest of the members.
‘Yes,’ she says to Jihoon. ‘That’s what we concluded.’ His brow furrows at not being told this information.
‘I sent Jihoon to get us intel a few months ago,’ Seungcheol continues.
Eyes move their way again. She notices Jihoon stepping out of the spotlight, but she rests a hand on his back.
‘Did you wanna let us know how it went? We haven’t had a chance to talk about it.’ Seungcheol phrases it as a request, but they all hear the underlying command.
‘You’re the one who wants the out,’ Jihoon murmurs loud enough for only her to hear.
The hand on his back presses gently to confirm his guess.
Jihoon meets their eyes and begins talking about what had happened. As per usual, the group listens attentively. The job started as they tended to.
‘Jeonghan hyung told me that they would be out doing something else, that I didn’t need to worry what that something else was because Chan and Shua hyung were dealing with it,’ Jihoon shares. ‘But not everyone was out. I got caught by one of their security guards, which I should have anticipated because it’s exactly what Cheol does when we’ve all been sent somewhere.’
‘Leader stays behind?’ Soonyoung guesses.
‘Except I think it was one of their better fighters, because we got into it and I nearly died. But your gag gift of a pocketknife, Chan, is probably what saved my life.’ He holds his hands up. ‘I had to leave it in him.’
A murmur runs through them as they realize what Jihoon is implying but hasn’t explicitly said. The murmur doesn’t overpower Seungcheol’s question. ‘I shouldn’t need to ask, but were you wearing gloves?’
‘Yeah. They won’t know it’s mine.’
Seungcheol sighs in relief and then motions for everyone to come closer. ‘In light of that, I want to give you guys an out. The better we get, the more work we do, we’re going to wind up on people’s hit lists. And the stakes will be higher. We’re gaining a reputation and while we can wipe you from every database you wind up in, I can’t guarantee your safety anymore.’
‘You never could do that,’ Joshua points out. ‘We knew what the stakes were when you recruited us. You made that clear.’
Jihoon glances at Seungcheol, who notices he has something to say. Seungcheol nods.
‘We’re playing with guns. Big guns,’ Jihoon points out. ‘It is actually getting dangerous. It’s not as if art thieves are running around with guns all the time. And there are going to be more groups coming after us with ammunition.’
Seungcheol catches Jihoon’s eyes again to nod his approval of the input. ‘If more and more groups start to recognize you and put names to faces, your families will also be at risk,’ he continues. ‘So, my out for you is this: we can cut ties here. You can go back to your families, to your lives before we met. We’ll wipe you from our system, give you your life back.’ His eyes move over the members.
‘For those of you that want to stay on, to ensure your family’s safety, we’ll do everything we can to properly disconnect you from that life. Make you a ghost. If you ever wanted to leave afterwards, we can create a new identity and you can live your life elsewhere.’ He leans forward on his hands. ‘But the one thing I ask is that you don’t meet with your families and friends until you’ve distanced yourself enough from SVT in time and space before you return.’ Stepping back from the counter, he bows his head. ‘I’ll give you guys a week to decide what you want to do. Until then, everyone stays here. I’m not sending any of you out.’
Jeonghan’s brow furrows at that, but he says nothing. It isn’t until he follows after Seungcheol to their offices that he seems to pepper the man with questions. Meanwhile, the members talk amongst themselves, partnering up to discuss their futures. She feels Jihoon’s hand wrap around her own and she lets him lead her back down the hallway.
She shuts the door behind them once they step into his bedroom. She’s never heard Jihoon yell before, but if he were going to, she thinks now would be the time.
‘You told them,’ he states.
She remains near the door. ‘You didn’t.
‘Because they’d worry.’
‘As they should.’
‘I can take care of myself.’
‘I know you can.’
‘And I can’t go back to my family.’
‘I figured that too.’
‘But you can.’
She tips her head slightly, but nods.
‘Will you?’
Realization dawns. ‘You’re asking me if I’m going to leave you.’
Jihoon waits.
‘We don’t have to decide it now.’
‘I think I’d prefer to know where we stand now.’
She tips her head. ‘So, you can distance yourself from me if I say I’m going home?’
Jihoon nods.
Her tongue runs along her teeth as she thinks. ‘Maybe we need to make this decision separately.’
‘I want to know where we stand so I know where my walls need to be.’
‘They can be whatever you want them to be, Hoonie. You already made that very clear.’
Jihoon’s expression freezes and then hardens. She can feel her heart clenching at the walls she can already see being built.
Wordlessly, she slips out of the bedroom. The door closes behind her and she leans back against it, taking a few deep breaths so she doesn’t start crying. She can hear the others talking in the kitchen and then she hears footsteps moving towards her. When she turns her head, Hansol and Mingyu are making their way over. Both of them stop in their tracks when they get a look at her face.
Hansol turns on his heel and announces, ‘I’m telling Seungkwan to make you soup.’
She sniffles. ‘I’m not sick.’
Mingyu tosses an arm around her shoulder and leads her back towards the light of the kitchen. ‘Being love sick is the same thing.’
You’re getting two parts today :)
#Seventeen#seventeen scenarios#seventeen fanfic#seventeen imagines#Svt#woozi fic#woozi#woozi imagines#woozi scenarios#Lee Jihoon#lee jihoon scenarios
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let’s keep it casual
this was written for a trope stew challenge on @hpfanfictalk - my assigned tropes were 1) roaring rampage of revenge, 2) snowball lie, 3) friends with benefits, 4) it's personal, and 5) mistaken for betrayal. somehow, i think i managed to squish them all in here :P
read it on: hpft | ao3
[Tuesday 10 May, 15:04]
james potter: u up?
lily evans: it’s 3pm
james potter: good observation
lily evans: you need to get more creative with your ‘hi i’m bored can you come over and fuck me’ lines
james potter: did it work though?
lily evans: be there in 15
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[Tuesday 10 May, 16:42]
sirius black: ran into lily in the lobby a few minutes ago sirius black: tell me, when are you going to finally own up to the fact that you fancy the shit out of her and aren’t just casually fucking her with no feelings involved
james potter: hmm, but see, that would require that statement to actually be true james potter: seriously, it’s just hooking up james potter: we’ve got a good thing going, i’m not going to ruin that by catching feelings
sirius black: ~catching~ feelings? sirius black: dude sirius black: feelings have long since been caught sirius black: by both of you
james potter: ur wrong but i’m not arguing that point with u anymore
sirius black: because your counterarguments are shit and you know it
*
[Wednesday 11 May, 20:53]
lily evans: i’m going to kill him i’m going to kill him i’m going to kill him lily evans: I’M GOING TO KILL HIM lily evans: give me ONE good reason not to commit murder right now
james potter: you can’t fuck me if you’re in prison?
lily evans: damn you have a point there
james potter: also why are you contemplating murder, that seems extreme
lily evans: two words for you: severus fucking snape
james potter: that’s three words
lily evans: do you want me to kill you too, bud??
james potter: you can’t fuck me if i’m dead james potter: but seriously, what did that greasebag do
lily evans: remember when i beat him to checking out the last copy of that chemistry research journal from the library?
james potter: i believe you described it as ‘the most victorious day of the semester to date’
lily evans: and i stand by that lily evans: but ANYWAYS lily evans: the creepy fucker SNUCK INTO MY ROOM and STOLE IT lily evans: and had the nerve to leave me a fucking LOVE NOTE in its place
james potter: he left you a love note?? james potter: what does it say?
lily evans: that is not the part of this story you should be fixating on lily evans: he wheedled his way through the front desk security and came into my room and WENT THROUGH MY STUFF lily evans: not to mention, the damn journal is still checked out in my name lily evans: so if he doesn’t return it on time, I’M going to have to pay for it lily evans: those things are expensive as FUCK
james potter: what a fucking twat
lily evans: i just lily evans: i can’t with him lily evans: the creepiness and borderline obsession with me is one thing lily evans: the fact that he acts like i owe it to him to be in love with him is another lily evans: but straight-up violating my privacy AND sabotaging my perfect reputation with the university library?? lily evans: i’m taking him down
james potter: hell yeah, you show that fucker once and for all
lily evans: wanna be my accomplice
james potter: that’s perhaps the sexiest thing you’ve ever said james potter: ofc i will be
lily evans: will text u when i come up with the appropriate revenge scheme
*
[Thursday 12 May, 13:02]
lily evans: meet me at the library in an hour
james potter: is this part of aforementioned revenge scheme?
lily evans: obviously
james potter: i shall be there
*
[Thursday 12 May, 15:23]
james potter: okay what the fuck was that
lily evans: in my defense it was not supposed to go that far
james potter: mind telling me what you DID have in mind when telling the librarian that we’re engaged?? james potter: because i’ve been wracking my brain and i’ve got nothing
lily evans: she was supposed to give me edit access to my account to fix my last name lily evans: which she did lily evans: and thanks to my BRILLIANT computer skills from there, the journal is checked out in snape’s name instead of mine lily evans: but clearly i underestimated how close i am with the uni library staff
james potter: no shit
lily evans: anyways, what do you want on our wedding registry
james potter: what
lily evans: i’ve got to give her a wedding website link!! she asked for it, i can’t very well show up at the library next week and not have a wedding website for her lily evans: i also ordered a £5 ring on etsy lily evans: it’s huge and tacky and exactly the sort of thing a trust fund baby like u would propose with
james potter: jfc james potter: put one of those mini waffle makers on there james potter: also i’m offended that you think so poorly of my ring-picking skills
*
[Friday 13 May, 9:10]
lily evans: hi, i have a weird request
remus lupin: that’s always a concerning sentence
lily evans: can you take fake engagement photos for me and james?? lily evans: will pay you in bourbon and chocolate
remus lupin: ……. literally what the fuck, lily remus lupin: why on earth do you need fake engagement photos
lily evans: i need them for our fake wedding website
remus lupin: somehow, that still doesn’t make this make any more sense
lily evans: it’s a long story lily evans: can you though?
remus lupin: *sigh* yes
lily evans: bless u
*
[Monday 16 May, 8:57]
lily evans: thoughts?? lily evans: Attachment - 12 Images
james potter: wow james potter: those look… really good
lily evans: we actually look like an engaged couple lily evans: like….. go us lily evans: alright, time to upload these bad boys onto the website
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[Monday 16 May, 9:12]
james potter: sirius james potter: oh dear brother of mine james potter: who is nothing but kind and supportive and never gives me shit for anything james potter: how are you this fine evening?
sirius black: spit it out
james potter: as you know, i have been pulled into the most hare-brained of schemes with none other than lily evans james potter: and it spiralled into remus taking a bunch of fake engagement photos for us this weekend
sirius black: i am well aware sirius black: you stole my boyfriend from me on what would have otherwise been a chill saturday morning and used him to take pictures in a fucking flower field
james potter: that is correct james potter: anyways james potter: it has come to my attention that we make a Very Cute Couple
sirius black: are u saying what i think ur saying
james potter: and now i feel weird because i kind of... wish they weren’t fake??
sirius black: u ARE saying it sirius black: oh my GOD sirius black: took you long enough
james potter: hey now, you agreed not to give me shit
sirius black: if you scroll up, you’ll see i never agreed to anything
james potter: i can’t believe you’re being so rude to me in my time of dire emotional distress
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[Monday 16 May, 15:32]
remus lupin: heard you finally got your head out of your ass and admitted you like evans as more than a friend slash hookup
james potter: i’m going to kill sirius, he wasn’t supposed to tell anyone
remus lupin: he’d like you to know that he never agreed to that either remus lupin: but seriously, it was about time
james potter: :( stop making me feel like an idiot for having feelings
remus lupin: you’re not an idiot for having feelings remus lupin: you ARE an idiot for taking so long to realise you’ve had them
james potter: this is a new development james potter: i only had friendly feelings for her until yesterday
remus lupin: …… james remus lupin: you once woke up in the middle of the night to drive to that 24-hour ice cream shop on the other side of town at 3 a.m. so you could take lily her favourite milkshake while she was studying remus lupin: that is NOT something you do for someone you only have friendly feelings for
james potter: it isn’t???
remus lupin: would you do that for me or peter?
james potter: no
remus lupin: hence, not friendly feelings
james potter: … oh
remus lupin: you are useless remus lupin: absolutely useless remus lupin: truly do not know what lily sees in you
james potter: well that’s mean
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[Monday 16 May, 16:53]
lily evans: is it sad that i keep forgetting this wedding website is fake?? lily evans: like, i am putting Way Too Much Effort into this given that it is an elaborate ruse to appease some librarians and i keep catching myself fantasising about a real wedding lily evans: literally what is wrong with me
remus lupin: jfc remus lupin: you two really ARE meant for each other
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[Monday 16 May, 23:49]
james potter: wait what do you mean ‘what lily sees in me’?? james potter: remus?????
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[Tuesday 17 May, 10:03]
lily evans: stage 2 of burn snape’s life to the ground begins tomorrow lily evans: are you ready?
james potter: should i be prepared for a fake marriage this time?
lily evans: haha no, i promise i won’t spring any fake relationship statuses on you this time lily evans: but now that you mention it… lily evans: check out this work of art lily evans: theknot . com / deerlybeloved
james potter: fucking hell, evans james potter: you went all out
lily evans: umm yeah lol lily evans: turns out designing a wedding website is a really fun way to procrastinate
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[Tuesday 17 May, 10:16]
james potter: she used a deer pun in the fake wedding page name i actually can’t breathe
sirius black: the transition from complete denial to pathetic sod happened even faster than i expected
james potter: you are ruthless
sirius black: remember when i was the pathetic sod about remus and you gave me SO much shit about it?? sirius black: this is payback, bitchhhhhhh
james potter: you’re right, i deserve this
*
[Wednesday 18 May, 19:34]
james potter: truly, evans, i don’t understand why you’re studying chem when you’re this good at hacking into things james potter: in other news, i’m having the absolute fucking time of my LIFE on snape’s reddit account rn james potter: i just wrote a long essay about how i’ve learned the errors of my bigoted ways and am embracing the blm movement and intersectional feminism and i’ve never seen something get so violently downvoted so fast
lily evans: see, this is why i knew you were the right accomplice for this lily evans: keep destroying his internet reputation and trolling his weird alt-right community with all your research and logic lily evans: you’re doing amazing sweetie
james potter: studying human rights law does occasionally have its perks james potter: this, plus ya know the whole ‘making the world a better place’ thing
lily evans: i was about to say lily evans: i should hope the only perk isn’t trolling the internet
james potter: ahahahahah yessss one of the admins is threatening to kick me out james potter: also he keeps using mudblood as an insult and i’m like ??? james potter: what does that even mean??
lily evans: somehow i feel like you don’t want to know
james potter: update i found out, and yes you were right, i didn’t want to know
lily evans: in that case, not gonna ask
*
[Thursday 19 May, 17:35]
severus snape: Potter.
james potter: fuck i really thought i’d blocked your number
severus snape: You’ve pulled childish pranks in the past, but getting me banned from the Death Eaters Messageboard is a new low.
james potter: i’m sorry what james potter: i don’t know what you’re talking about
severus snape: Cut the bullshit. severus snape: In the process of reinstating my account - with none of my reputation points, might I add, thanks for that - I’ve acquired photo evidence of the posts that resulted in my expulsion. severus snape: I know no one else who would both make a play on words about deer and quote a Taylor Swift song in the same sentence. It was obviously you, you childish buffoon.
james potter: haters gonna hate, hate, hate, hate, hate
severus snape: I’m not joking around here.
james potter: baby i’m just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
severus snape: You’re going to regret this, mark my words.
james potter: i shake it off, i shake it off
james potter has blocked severus snape
*
[Thursday 19 May, 19:03]
lily evans: come over i’m bored
james potter: is this a ‘come over so we can have sex’ type of come over or a ‘come over so we can watch the good place for the hundredth time’ type of come over
lily evans: why does it have to be one or the other?
james potter: touché james potter: omw
*
[Thursday 19 May, 22:38]
james potter: RED ALERT I HAVE FUCKED UP james potter: you’re 1000% gonna roast me for this and i don’t fucking care because if i don’t tell someone i’m actually going to explode
sirius black: what happened with lily this time
james potter: bold of you to assume this has to do with lily
sirius black: does it have to do with lily?
james potter: ….. yes
sirius black: my bold assumption proven correct
james potter: anyways, we were shagging, as we do james potter: and it was the ~heat of the moment~, you know??
sirius black: i am not qualified to give you sex advice, if that’s where this is going
james potter: and i might’ve accidentally told her i loved her
sirius black: oh fuck that’s not where this was going
james potter: and now i don’t know what to doooooo
sirius black: well, what did you do after you said it?
james potter: honestly i blacked out james potter: i think i backtracked by telling her i meant that i love fucking her and then just like….. left as soon as we were done
sirius black: jesus fucking CHRIST
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[Thursday 19 May, 22:54]
remus lupin: sirius is banging his head on the table repeatedly and given that he was texting you a few minutes ago i can only assume you said something on a whole new level of stupid
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[Thursday 19 May, 23:01]
james potter: sirius??? james potter: help???
sirius black: i have never gone out on a date with a woman and even i can tell you that that is absolutely NOT what you do when you tell a girl you love them for the first time sirius black: you absolute knob
james potter: so what do i doooooo
sirius black: tell her the truth maybe? sirius black: the cat’s out of the bag now anyways and it’s not like you can make things any worse than you already have
james potter: but we agreed no one was going to catch feelings when we started sleeping together!! james potter: we pinky swore james potter: i can’t break a pinky swear
sirius black: ffs the fact that you two pinky swore on a sex agreement is something i’ll need to give you shit for at a totally separate time but that’s not the most pressing issue at the moment sirius black: my point stands, breaking a pinky swear is still an improvement on the current situation sirius black: just tell her the truth so you two can become that nauseatingly adorable couple and overtake me and remus as the most vomit-inducing pair in college
james potter: ughhhhh james potter: curse my blood-deprived brain for getting me into this mess
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[Saturday 21 May, 9:37]
lily evans: phase 4 of fucking up snape’s life starts today - you ready?
james potter: uhhh yeah james potter: listen, are you okay?
lily evans: yes? why wouldn’t i be?
james potter: idk james potter: but good, that’s good
lily evans: yep, it’s good
james potter: how many phases are there to this snape plan anyways? james potter: will i get to know any of the phases in advance?
lily evans: 4 phases lily evans: phase 1 was putting the world back in its rightful order, phases 2-4 are all about destroying the things he holds most dear lily evans: see: his top 5 placement on that alt-right message board (phase 2), and his good reputation with all the chem professors (phase 3) lily evans: (i handled phase 3 on my own, btw)
james potter: fair enough, don’t know how i would’ve helped with chem professors anyways james potter: pretty sure one of them (slughorn i think?) hates me from that one time sirius and i let chickens loose in the science building
lily evans: oh god yeah he definitely probably does lily evans: anyways, phase 4 is sneaking into his room like he did to mine, and you’re gonna leave the note lily evans: he’ll be properly pissed off if he knows you got in, but he’d probably just wank to a note i left
james potter: thanks for the most cursed mental image of my life james potter: but you’re prob right tbh
lily evans: anyways, i’m pretty good at picking the locks on the dormitory windows, so i’ll go in that way and unlock his room from the inside - all you’ll need to do is show up lily evans: tonight at 7
james potter: roger that
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[Saturday 21 May, 13:46]
remus lupin: have you talked to lily about the infamous mid-coital ‘i love you’ yet?
james potter: jfc must sirius tell you everything james potter: and no, i’m getting there i swear
remus lupin: get there faster
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[Saturday 21 May, 22:40]
sirius black: is everything okay?? sirius black: actually wait i know the answer to that sirius black: you came in soaking wet two hours ago and grabbed the bottle of whiskey from the kitchen and have been blasting all too well at top volume ever since sirius black: everything is definitely not okay
james potter: fcuk lily evans james potter: and not in the fun way james potter: i’m never gonna fuck her in the fun way again
sirius black: what happened?
james potter: rememember how we were sabotaging snep’s life james potter: *sneep james potter: *snape james potter: turns out, she and sneep go way back james potter: motherfucker james potter: sneep is jsut his name now james potter: anyways, she set me up and betrayed me james potter: sneep knew i was gonna be there and put a booby trap on his door, and he and lily were inside LAUGHING at me
sirius black: wait what the fuck sirius black: lily would never
james potter: but she would apparently james potter: she even has pictures of them in primary school together james potter: i just james potter: fuck
sirius black: that’s actually beyond fucked up
james potter: originally this whole revenge on sneep thing was just me following along with lily’s rage james potter: but now it’s personal james potter: the lily revenge plan didn’t have a phase 5, but the james version does james potter: and i’m taking both of them dwon james potter: is it petty? yes james potter: will it actually fix th fact that evans betrayed me? no james potter: but will it make me feel better? yess james potter: and that, i think, is a valid reason james potter: will u hlep me??
sirius black: i mean, i’m always down to fuck with sneep sirius black: but uhh, maybe sleep off the alcohol first sirius black: and stop playing all too well
james potter: okye
sirius black: that was not an invitation to start playing you’re not sorry
james potter: taylor swift is th eonly person who gets my sadness right now i cant’ help it
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[Sunday 22 May, 9:21]
lily evans: i called you like 5 times last night, why didn’t you pick up
james potter: i wasn’t aware you’d want to talk to me james potter: too busy hanging out with your bff sneep
lily evans: jfc you’re such a drama queen
james potter: excuse me
lily evans: also god no i’d never hang out with snape lily evans: sneep? lol
james potter: it was a typo that i’m making into an Official Thing james potter: you two seemed awfully cozy yesterday james potter: you know, when you betrayed me and led me straight into a trap
lily evans: ffs i didn’t betray you lily evans: if you would’ve picked up any of my calls last night, i would’ve been able to explain to you that this was all part of the plan
james potter: wait what
lily evans: i had to make you think i’d betrayed you because you can’t act for shit
james potter: why did you need me to think that
lily evans: for the real phase 4 lily evans: i’m destroying everything snape holds dear lily evans: which, yes, includes both his weird messageboard reputation and his teacher’s pet status, but you know what’s at the very top of that list? lily evans: his perpetual wank that i’m going to realise he was the perfect man for him all along lily evans: hence, i have lulled him into a false sense of believing his fantasy has finally come true so i can crush it under my heel once and for all
james potter: that is… downright diabolical
lily evans: i take revenge crusades very seriously
james potter: ok but how do i know you’re not double crossing me again?
lily evans: bc for fuck’s sake in what world would i EVER want to be with someone who treats me like a fucking prize that he’s owed for being nice to me as a kid?? lily evans: c’mon potter, you know me better than that
james potter: it felt SO REAL yesterday though
lily evans: that is because i, unlike you, am excellent at acting
james potter: why do you keep implying i’m a bad actor??
lily evans: because you are lily evans: exhibit a - you told me you loved me and then proceeded to full-on panic so hard that you gave the world’s worst cover up and ran away at the first possible moment
james potter: oh god, you noticed that
lily evans: of course i noticed that, because once again, you are the world’s worst actor
james potter: yikes james potter: i’m sorry, i know i managed to break literally the only rule we had going into this arrangement
lily evans: it’s actually kinda convenient, tbh lily evans: considering i broke it as well
james potter: you what
lily evans: as it happens, i have somewhat recently come to the realisation that my feelings for you are somewhat outside the bounds of what one would consider ~friendly~
james potter: was it the wedding website james potter: is that what did it
lily evans: embarrassingly enough…. yes
james potter: SAME
lily evans: wait seriously??
james potter: so serious i’m not even gonna make a sirius pun james potter: i mean, did you SEE how good we look together?? james potter: evans, we are a POWER COUPLE
lily evans: hell yes we are
james potter: a power couple who takes sneep down once and for all
lily evans: hell yes we are x100 lily evans: come over in a bit? gotta discuss the actual plan lily evans: i may have an idea that makes it even better
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[Sunday 22 May, 10:21]
james potter: on second thought, plans have changed yet again
sirius black: i take it this is a positive change sirius black: given that you have now taken to blasting call it what you want
james potter: :)
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[Sunday 22 May, 13:05]
james potter has unblocked severus snape
james potter: hey bro i just wanted to say i’m sorry for trying to sneak into your room
severus snape: You’re not my bro. Don’t call me that. severus snape: We both know you’re only apologising because you wanted to get into Lily’s pants.
james potter: not what this is about but go off i guess
severus snape: You’re just jealous because for once, the nice guy did get the girl. severus snape: Apology not accepted, by the way.
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[Sunday 22 May, 13:13]
james potter: Attachment - 1 Screenshot james potter: at what point do i get to tell him i’ve actually been in your pants
lily evans: your time will come lily evans: but for now, stop texting sneep and put your phone down so that you can cuddle with your naked girlfriend who’s literally on the other side of the bed waiting for you
james potter: don’t have to ask me twice
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[Sunday 22 May, 13:57]
lily evans: hey sev? wanna meet me at the founder’s garden this afternoon?
severus snape: Of course. Let’s do 4.
lily evans: looking forward to it xx
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[Sunday 22 May, 18:59]
sirius black: heard sneep had a temper tantrum so dramatic half of the college overheard it
james potter: it was iconic
sirius black: also heard you and evans are engaged now???
james potter: ah, that part is just hearsay james potter: we decided to lean into the fact that we’ve already got a fake wedding website and just throw a fake proposal in there for good measure james potter: it’s still not an actual engagement james potter: but sneep doesn’t know that, and he never will
sirius black: that is so fantastically stupid, but then again, i don’t know why i’d expect anything less from you two at this point
james potter: i am going to buy her a less shitty ring though - not like an actual diamond one, but something in the middle ground, ya know? james potter: if she’s gonna wear it all the time it might as well be nice
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[Sunday 22 May, 23:41]
severus snape: You are despicable. severus snape: You stole the girl who was clearly MINE. Lily loved ME first.
james potter: first of all, lily doesn’t belong to anyone james potter: second of all, she picked me
severus snape: And we all know you’re just going to drop her as soon as you get your dick wet.
james potter: not that our sex life is any of your business, but i can assure you that i have already disproven that theory
severus snape: That’s disgusting. I didn’t need to know that.
james potter: i mean, you’re the one who keeps bringing things back to getting into lily’s pants james potter: just wanted to share that the experience is indeed a pleasant one, 10/10 would recommend, not that you’ll ever get to experience it for yourself
severus snape: Fuck. You.
james potter: you know what i think, sneep?
severus snape: My name is Snape. Surely your pea brain can at least spell that properly.
james potter: i think you need to calm down james potter: you’re being too loud
james potter has blocked severus snape
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[Monday 23 May, 12:54]
lily evans: fyi the uni library staff sent us one of those mini waffle makers as an engagement gift
james potter: oh my god james potter: best fake engagement ever
lily evans: figured you’d enjoy that
#jily fanfiction#jily fic#jily fanfic#jily#james potter#lily evans#james potter x lily evans#fluff#crackfic#i mean basically#chatfic#also fuck snape#kbyeeeee
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Tomboy Troubles
Everyone at school thinks that you are a boy, but you are Clare Taylors Best Friend and roger Taylor’s best friend until you moved she didn’t have anyone to go to prom with, and you being older by a few years had nothing to do on a Friday night so you decide to go with Clare. But what happens when you have to meet the Taylor family out of tradition? And show them that you are worthy of taking Clare? (imagine that you have short shaved hair, (Like Ben Hardy’s For example at the Oscars.) or any boy-ish looking haircut for this story to work)
You were the person who moved in next door to the Taylors. You came from America and your parents were both business people. You had no siblings and it sucked. Your mother always wanted a daughter, and your father always wanted a Son. You were never around your mum as much as your dad. You and your dad would fix the car on days off, and teach you how to fight for self-defence he said that you could have the car, If you could fix it. You ended up doing more things that a boy would do instead of a girl. All the kids that were on your street were girls. What they wished for was being a princess and going to meet prince charming and that they were better than everyone else. But no, your dream was to be either in a band, or a race car driver. Maybe a professional skate boarder you said, or a bmx bike rider but you didn’t really care.
You were riding your bmx bike down a street one day, and you heard yelling. You were in your usual baggy t-shirt and a shorts with high top shoes. When you were getting closer, you saw that it was a fight. You being, 8 or whatever you thought that it would be a good idea to go have a look. You biked over and you saw a blonde kid getting kicked up on the floor. They were calling him names, and they wouldn’t stop hitting him. You walked over after putting your bike down and walked over to them. “What do you think your doing?” you say as you pushed the person against the wall. They wouldn’t give you an answer so you threw him against the wall a little bit harder. He said something along the lines of ‘Because he is different and he sucked at soccer.’ You beat all of them up and walked over to the blonde on the floor. “Hi love are you alright?” you ask as you put your hand on his head. He said, “it all hurts, my body hurts.” He said as he started to cry. You then picked him up and started walking to your BMX bike. You but him on the seat while you stood up and started to pedal down a hill. He started screaming while you started to laugh as you went through all the streets until you got to the shops.
“Come with me kid.” You say as you walked into the shop and to the counter where your mother worked part time for more money. “Hey mum.” You say as you walked over to her. “Hey sweetie what happened?” she asked as she saw the blood on your shirt. You helped roger walk over to the counter as he was limping down one isle. “Yeah my friend.” “roger.” He interrupted. “Yeah, my friend roger got hurt and I thought that you could help.” You say as you help roger walk around to the back of the counter so your mum could take a look. “Yeah he is pretty bad, maybe some cream for the bruises and you just need to rest buddy.” She said as she petted his head. You nodded and helped roger back to the bike. You took roger home and that is where it started.
Your friendship blossomed and you were connected at the hip. You were the one that turned Roger Taylor bad. He was that good student at school, but you liked to mess around. You would prank the teachers, get into fights with other people and wouldn’t give a dam. You were a straight A and B student and you would love to play sports. But the day came when you had to go. You were 16 and roger was 15. You said that you would get a tattoo, to remember each other. On your wrist you had Forever is our today and Roger Taylor in cursive writing on your other one. On rogers he had who waits forever anyway? And your name in cursive writing in the other one. When you were leaving you kissed roger on the lips and said, “If I come back, say we will meet with each other or something?” you say. He nodded and said “I love you.” and you said “I love you too.” You then walked to the car and you never looked back, never laughed, never cried.
You are now 22 Walking around at the back of the school/uni wearing a black hoodie and skinny black jeans is what you did every day after school while waiting for Clare. Wearing sunglasses was your choice and when you would smoke girls would look at you wishing that they could have a date. They would ask Clare every time if you guys were together, or if you guys were dating, but all you wanted to be was alone. You didn’t want or need anybody, or that is what you say to yourself because no boy would come up to you and ask you out because you are a ‘boy’ in their eyes. You were good at nearly any sport, and you didn’t give a shit if you break a nail, or if you got dirty. You would stand up for Clare when she couldn’t, and you protected other people when they couldn’t either.
You got snapped out of your thoughts when Clare came running up to you. “Y/N! hi” she yelled as she was nearly next to you. “Sup Clare how are ya?” you say as you keep walking with Clare. “Well the good news is that Prom is on Friday!” she said. “And…” you say sarcastically. “And I don’t have a date.” She said. “No one wants to go with me Y/N and I don’t know what to do!” she said as she was looking at the ground. Until her head shot up, “You could go with me!” she said as she turned to you as you blew the smoke out of your mouth. “What?” you say as you give her a serious look. “Yeah you could go with me! Everybody thinks that you are a boy anyway so why would this be any different?” she said. “everyone thinks that I am a boy, because I wear skinny jeans, and boy clothes all of the time.” You said while you grew nearer to her house. “Yeah but still please!” she said as you got to the front of her house. “Bye Clare, I hope you can find a date love. Bye” you say as you wave to her. “Bye” she said to you as she hugs you. You blew out some more smoke and put the cigarette out with the bottom of your heel. And you walked back to your house.
Every time you would go to uni, the girls that were younger than you we would ask you out to prom, but you said no you are not going. When class is over you go to the fence where you normally go. You pull out a cigarette and light it with you lighter. Then you see someone walking over to you. He had Black hair and he wore the most outrages of outfits. But you didn’t mind. “can I have one Darling?” he asks you as he walks and stands next to you. “Sure thing mate.” You answer as you gave him one. “Are you going to the prom?” he looks at you. “No mate, I’m not. But all of these girls keep wanting to go with me I don’t get it!” you say as you put out your cigarette. “Maybe they find you as an attractive man?” he said as he there away his cigarette. The word ‘Man’ but I’m a woman. “Well what if I told you that I wasn’t a boy? That I was a girl?” you say. “I would say your crazy darling! But who am I to judge?” he said as he started to walk back to his locker.
Friday Night
Friday came along too quickly. Clare said that she doesn’t have a date yet, but she is still going to go, because she doesn’t want to be that person that didn’t go. She said for you to have a good night and that you guys would catch up on the weekend. You got home and lay on the balcony. Your parents are never home, them both business people and going to different parts if the country for work and on business trips. You blew the smoke out of your cigarette, and you looked at the time. You realised that you didn’t have anything to do that night. You knew that Clare wouldn’t have left for prom yet. You walk to you dresser and pull out a suit, you have your ray bans as well. You think to yourself that you clean up pretty well.
What you look like LOL WE ALL LOVE BEN
You go to your garage and pull out your Black Ford Mustang 68. You hop in and drive over to Clare’s house. Clare said that if you are going to be her date you have to have something in common with her brother, so you just threw a pair of Drumsticks in your pocket. You pull up out of the front of her house and you see a green looking mini in the drive way. Must be her brothers you say to yourself. You get out of the car, and you walk up the steps to her house. With some roses in your hand and your sunglasses still on your face you knock on the door. You wait a moment until an older lady comes and answers the door. “Yes can I help you?” she asks kindly. “Yes I’m here to pick up Clare for Prom?” you ask. “Oh Yes but Clare didn’t say anything about someone picking her up?” she said. “Yes, it was a last minute sort of thing.” You said really convincingly. She looked at you for a moment and yelled. “Clare there is someone at the door!” and you hear patter feet down the hallway. “Yes who is it?” she said and looked at you. “Surprise?” you say as you hand her the roses. Your drumsticks sticking out of the back pocket of your pants. “Thankyou!” she said as she hugged you. You even put more effort and put on some boy perfume to make it more convincing. Then a boy with long blonde hair walked down the corridor. “Who are you?” he asked as he looked at you. “I’m Clare’s date.” You say in a duh tone. You see her looking at you while you take her hand and kiss it. She giggled playing along. “Bye now.” You say as you two walked to the car. You thought that he looked familiar but you couldn’t say who he was. You didn’t mind though, you opened up the car door for Clare while she hopped in. You closed her door, and went around and opened your door and got in. Before you could, you could still see the outline of Clare’s brother. Leaning up against the door frame, smoking a cigarette you could see the light of the cigarette light up his face every time. Next you get in the car and start the engine.
When you get to the place, you help Clare out of the car and link your arm in hers. You are walking into the Gym and walk through where you get you couple Photos. You keep your sunglasses on as you two pose for the photo. You guys walk into the gym and you guys are met with The Beatles and a lot of people dancing. You take Clare’s hand and lead her to the dancefloor. You are suddenly dancing and you look around. People making out in the bathrooms, people putting liquor in the punch bowls and all the other lonely people that don’t have a date, that would of been Clare, but being the person that I am, I couldn’t do that to her. You were currently dancing with Clare, when they were going to announce the Prom King And Queen. Yay! I cant wait to find out who they are.
“ok guys welcome to Prom! Now we are going to announce our prom King and Queen! Now our Prom Queen is….” Clare shoved you and you just laughed, “Clare Taylor!” “and the Prom King is…..” you just looked at Clare as they put the little crown on her head. Then the Prom King was announced and they had a little dance. You didn’t care, so you sat on a chair near the back of the dance floor and took a smoke. You looked at your tattoo and ran your hand over the top of the writing. You remembered the time when you first taught roger to smoke, You were around 14 years of age and that made his 13. You chuckled remembering the memory.
Now you were at school, and Roger walks into the classroom and sits next to you. The class was over and the day was aswell. You were in the thetre room and you were just watching something about UK history. You pulled out a cigarette and lit it up. You inhaled and blew the smoke in the air. “Are you even allowed to do that?” roger asked you a he was watching you curiously. “Yeah the smoke alarm doesn’t work and so it doesn’t pick up the smoke.” You say as you blow out more smoke. You smiled at roger and looked at him, “what have you never smoked before?” you say as you run a hand through your hair. “No never been allowed to. My father always did, but I could never, I never tried.” He said as he looked at you. You then stood up and walked behind him. You put a cigarette in his mouth, and told him to hold it. You them flicked on the lighter and lit it up. “Now inhale it a bite and then blow it out.” You say as you just look at him. He inhales and then starts to cough. “Don’t worry, it happens to everyone on their first time.” You say as roger keeps going. You laugh as you keep going.
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Tomboy Troubles Roger Taylor AU
Just a roger taylor imagine that i wrote nothing big but yeah
Everyone at school thinks that you are a boy, but you are Clare Taylors Best Friend and roger Taylor’s best friend until you moved. Clare didn’t have anyone to go to prom with, and you being older by a few years had nothing to do on a Friday night so you decide to go with Clare. But when you meet Roger after you come back, he had changed For better or for worse? (imagine that you have short shaved hair, (Like Ben Hardy’s For example at the Oscars.) or any boy-ish looking haircut for this story to work)
You were the person who moved in next door to the Taylors. You came from America and your parents were both business people. You had no siblings and it sucked. Your mother always wanted a daughter, and your father always wanted a Son. You were never around your mum as much as your dad. You and your dad would fix the car on days off, and teach you how to fight for self-defence he said that you could have the car, If you could fix it. You ended up doing more things that a boy would do instead of a girl. All the kids that were on your street were girls. What they wished for was being a princess and going to meet prince charming and that they were better than everyone else. But no, your dream was to be either in a band, or a race car driver. Maybe a professional skate boarder you said, or a bmx bike rider but you didn’t really care.
You were riding your bmx bike down a street one day, and you heard yelling. You were in your usual baggy t-shirt and a shorts with high top shoes. When you were getting closer, you saw that it was a fight. You being, 8 or whatever you thought that it would be a good idea to go have a look. You biked over and you saw a blonde kid getting kicked up on the floor. They were calling him names, and they wouldn’t stop hitting him. You walked over after putting your bike down and walked over to them. “What do you think your doing?” you say as you pushed the person against the wall. They wouldn’t give you an answer so you threw him against the wall a little bit harder “Talk short stack before you cant ask me to stop.”. He said something along the lines of ‘Because he is different and he sucked at soccer.’ You beat all of them up and walked over to the blonde on the floor. “Hi love you alright? You look like Rocky Balboa after he fought Ivan Drago!” you said as you put your hand on his head. He said, “it all hurts, my body hurts.” He said as he started to cry. You then picked him up and started walking to your BMX bike. You put him on the seat while you stood up and started to pedal down a hill. He started screaming while you started to laugh as you went through all the streets until you got to the shops.
“Come with me kid.” You say as you walked into the shop and to the counter where your mother worked part time for more money. “Hey mum.” You say as you walked over to her. “Hey sweetie what happened?” she asked as she saw the blood on your shirt. You helped roger walk over to the counter as he was limping down one isle. “Yeah my friend.” “roger.” He interrupted. “Yeah, my friend roger got hurt and I thought that you could help.” You say as you help roger walk around to the back of the counter so your mum could take a look. “Yeah he is pretty bad, maybe some cream for the bruises and you just need to rest buddy.” She said as she petted his head. You nodded and helped roger back to the bike. You took roger home and that is where it started.
Your friendship blossomed and you were connected at the hip. You were the one that turned Roger Taylor bad. He was that good student at school, but you liked to mess around. You would prank the teachers, get into fights with other people and wouldn’t give a dam. You were a straight A and B student and you would love to play sports. But the day came when you had to go. You were 16 and roger was 15. You said that you would get a tattoo, to remember each other. On your wrist you had Forever is our today and Roger Taylor in cursive writing on your other one. On rogers he had who waits forever anyway? And your name in cursive writing in the other one. When you were leaving you kissed roger on the lips and said, “By my little Rocky, we will meet again yes? And if we don’t I will kick your arse when we die, be we will never break the chain right?” you say as you put a silver around his neck you have one exactly like it with your names carved in. He nodded and said “I love you.” and you said “I love you too.” You then walked to the car and you never looked back, never feared, never cried.
You are now 22 Walking around at the back of the school/uni wearing a black hoodie and skinny black jeans is what you did every day after school while waiting for Clare. Wearing sunglasses was your choice and when you would smoke girls would look at you wishing that they could have a date. They would ask Clare every time if you guys were together, or if you guys were dating, but all you wanted to be was alone. You didn’t want or need anybody, or that is what you say to yourself because no boy would come up to you and ask you out because you are a ‘boy’ in their eyes. You were good at nearly any sport, and you didn’t give a shit if you break a nail, or if you got dirty. You would stand up for Clare when she couldn’t, and you protected other people when they couldn’t either.
You got snapped out of your thoughts when Clare came running up to you. “Y/N! hi” she yelled as she was nearly next to you. “Sup Clare how are ya?” you say as you keep walking with Clare. “Well the good news is that Prom is on Friday!” she said. “And…” you say sarcastically. “And I don’t have a date.” She said. “No one wants to go with me Y/N and I don’t know what to do!” she said as she was looking at the ground. Until her head shot up, “You could go with me!” she said as she turned to you as you blew the smoke out of your mouth. “What?” you say as you give her a serious look. “Yeah you could go with me! Everybody thinks that you are a boy anyway so why would this be any different?” she said. “everyone thinks that I am a boy, because I wear skinny jeans, and boy clothes all of the time.” You said while you grew nearer to her house. “Yeah but still please!” she said as you got to the front of her house. “Bye Clare, I hope you can find a date love. Bye” you say as you wave to her. “Bye” she said to you as she hugs you. You blew out some more smoke and put the cigarette out with the bottom of your heel. And you walked back to your house.
Every time you would go to uni, the girls that were younger than you we would ask you out to prom, but you said no you are not going. When class is over you go to the fence where you normally go. You pull out a cigarette and light it with you lighter. Then you see someone walking over to you. He had Black hair and he wore the most outrages of outfits. But you didn’t mind. “can I have one Darling?” he asks you as he walks and stands next to you. “Sure thing mate.” You answer as you gave him one. “Are you going to the prom?” he looks at you. “No mate, I’m not. But all of these girls keep wanting to go with me I don’t get it!” you say as you put out your cigarette. “Maybe they find you as an attractive man?” he said as he there away his cigarette. The word ‘Man’ but I’m a woman. “Well what if I told you that I wasn’t a boy? That I was a girl?” you say. “I would say your crazy darling! But who am I to judge?” he said as he started to walk back to his locker.
Friday Night
Friday came along too quickly. Clare said that she doesn’t have a date yet, but she is still going to go, because she doesn’t want to be that person that didn’t go. She said for you to have a good night and that you guys would catch up on the weekend. You got home and lay on the balcony. Your parents are never home, them both business people and going to different parts if the country for work and on business trips. You blew the smoke out of your cigarette, and you looked at the time. You realised that you didn’t have anything to do that night. You knew that Clare wouldn’t have left for prom yet. You walk to your dresser and pull out a suit, you have your ray bans as well. You think to yourself that you clean up pretty well.
What you look like LOL WE ALL LOVE BEN
You go to your garage and pull out your Black Ford Mustang 68. You hop in and drive over to Clare’s house. Clare said that if you are going to be her date you have to have something in common with her brother, so you just threw a pair of Drumsticks in your pocket. You pull up out of the front of her house and you see a green looking mini in the drive way. Must be her brothers you say to yourself. You get out of the car, and you walk up the steps to her house. With some roses in your hand and your sunglasses still on your face you knock on the door. You wait a moment until an older lady comes and answers the door. “Yes can I help you?” she asks kindly. “Yes I’m here to pick up Clare for Prom?” you ask. “Oh Yes but Clare didn’t say anything about someone picking her up?” she said. “Yes, it was a last minute sort of thing.” You said really convincingly. She looked at you for a moment and yelled. “Clare there is someone at the door!” and you hear patter feet down the hallway. “Yes who is it?” she said and looked at you. “Surprise?” you say as you hand her the roses. Your drumsticks sticking out of the back pocket of your pants. “Thankyou!” she said as she hugged you. You even put more effort and put on some boy perfume to make it more convincing. Then a boy with long blonde hair walked down the corridor. “Who are you?” he asked as he looked at you. “I’m Clare’s date.” You say in a duh tone. You see her looking at you while you take her hand and kiss it. She giggled playing along. “Bye now.” You say as you two walked to the car. You thought that he looked familiar but you couldn’t say who he was. You didn’t mind though, you opened up the car door for Clare while she hopped in. You closed her door, and went around and opened your door and got in. Before you could, you could still see the outline of Clare’s brother. Leaning up against the door frame, smoking a cigarette you could see the light of the cigarette light up his face every time. Next you get in the car and start the engine.
When you get to the place, you help Clare out of the car and link your arm in hers. You are walking into the Gym and walk through where you get you couple Photos. You keep your sunglasses on as you two pose for the photo. You guys walk into the gym and you guys are met with The Beatles and a lot of people dancing. You take Clare’s hand and lead her to the dancefloor. You are suddenly dancing and you look around. People making out in the bathrooms, people putting liquor in the punch bowls and all the other lonely people that don’t have a date, that would of been Clare, but being the person that I am, I couldn’t do that to her. You were currently dancing with Clare, when they were going to announce the Prom King And Queen. Yay! I cant wait to find out who they are.
“ok guys welcome to Prom! Now we are going to announce our prom King and Queen! Now our Prom Queen is….” Clare shoved you and you just laughed, “Clare Taylor!” “and the Prom King is…..” you just looked at Clare as they put the little crown on her head. Then the Prom King was announced and they had a little dance. You didn’t care, so you sat on a chair near the back of the dance floor and took a smoke. You looked at your tattoo and ran your hand over the top of the writing. You remembered the time when you first taught roger to smoke, You were around 14 years of age and that made his 13. You chuckled remembering the memory.
Now you were at school, and Roger walks into the classroom and sits next to you. The class was over and the day was as well. You were in the theatre room and you were just watching something about UK history. You pulled out a cigarette and lit it up. You inhaled and blew the smoke in the air. “Are you even allowed to do that?” roger asked you a he was watching you curiously. “Yeah the smoke alarm doesn’t work and so it doesn’t pick up the smoke.” You say as you blow out more smoke. You smiled at roger and looked at him, “what have you never smoked before?” you say as you run a hand through your hair. “No never been allowed to. My father always did, but I could never, I never tried.” He said as he looked at you. You then stood up and walked behind him. You put a cigarette in his mouth, and told him to hold it. You them flicked on the lighter and lit it up. “Now inhale it a bit and then blow it out.” You say as you just look at him. He inhales and then starts to cough. “Don’t worry, it happens to everyone on their first time.” You say as roger keeps going. You laugh as you keep going. And now you laugh as you remember the memory.
By the end of prom Clare soon found out that they put liquor in the Punch bowl. She came walking over to you with her small crown falling off her head a bit and her uneasy on her two feet. “Enjoying yourself Clare?” you say as you look at her. “Can we go home now?” she said as she grabbed onto your jacket. You quickly jumped out of the way to grab her as she nearly fell over. You walked with her hand in hand to your car. You helped her in and you drove her back to her house. When you pulled up to her driveway you looked and saw that none of the lights were on. They all went to sleep. You took your jacket off and checked everywhere for a spare key but they didn’t have one. You jump their fence and look around the back for some kind of opening. You see that someone left their window open so you went back to get Clare.
Once you got Clare you threw yourself over the fence and with your legs either side of the fence you grabbed onto Clare’s arms and lifted her up and over the fence. You laugh as she nearly falls over. You carry her Bridal style over to where you could see to climb up on the house. You saw a few drain pipes, they had a little veranda out the back so maybe something there. You see that there is a wood looking frame, so that was your best option. With Clare drifting to sleep on your back you wake her up and say, “Clare we are nearly there I need your help love to get up.” So you put her on your back as you make your way up the wooden frame, and onto the roof. Once you got to the window you saw that there was someone in there, they had a drum kit and a lot of posters. ‘Must be her brothers room’ You think to yourself. You pulled Clare through the window, and quietly walked over the carpet to the door. It had a British flag on the back and you chuckle to yourself. You open the door quietly and see someone walking across the hallway. You freeze. He had long hair, by the outline. But he walked straight past you as it was dark and walked into the bathroom and closed the door.
“Clare where is your room?” You whisper as she wakes up. She points to one down next to her brother’s room. You walk her in as she undresses and puts on her pyjamas. You sat her on the bed as you took her hair out and brushed a brush through so it wouldn’t be hard to brush in the morning. You lay her down on her bed as she grabbed your wrist as you were walking away. You turned around and you looked at her. “Sing me a song?” She said as you turned around. You nodded and walked over to where she was. You sat on the bed and began to sing
Time Of your Life Green Day
You got up when you saw that she was asleep. You then started to walk to where her brothers room is. You open the door and you see no one is in there. You walk through and you see that the window is locked. Dam. You look around and you see Clare’s brother walk into the Room. You rush behind his bed and you duck down. You hope he doesn’t see you. Then you see he has a gap underneath his bed. You haven’t done this in a while but you slipped underneath the bed. You were met, with records, you lay in a pair of drumsticks, and a pack of cigarettes, you just slipped those in your back pocket. You saw feet walk over to the edge of the bed, you hear some noises and then you see the person’s pants fall to the floor, must be getting ready for bed you think to yourself.
Then you see him walk over to the dresser and you think is he going to open the window? You look and see him open the window and walk back out of his room. You then make your move and jump out of the window. You made a loud noise but you slid off the roof and walked to where their back gate was. You threw yourself over the top and walked to your car. You jumped in and started the engine. You drove off and back to your house. When you got home, you walked upstairs into your room. You walked in and went over to your dresser. You took your suit off and slipped on your pyjamas. Then you slipped into bed, but felt something poke into your back. You sat up and looked at the photo on your bed. You turned your room lamp on and took a look. It was a photo of you and roger when he was 15. You laughed and placed it back on your drawer. You looked up at the sky and fell asleep.
When you woke up, you had breakfast and threw on your normal black hoodie and a pair of Black Jeans. You went to you garage where you had your BMX bike kept. You pulled it out and threw a cap on backwards as your helmet. You rode out of your garage and went rode down your street. You saw that they had a skate park so you were going to go down there and see how good these kids really are. You keep your hood up and you ride into the park. You ride over to the halfpipe is. You go up all the steps and you kick off. Your just doing simple turns and a few turns. You then go onto some of the jump while you then start hearing clapping. You look up and it is a blonde kid with long hair, maybe down to his shoulder blades? And he looked at you. “Wow good skills kid.” He said as he approached you while his friends were standing behind him. “Really? Wow never got congratulated before.” You say sarcastically wanting to drop this conversation. “Yeah so what are you doing at our skate park? Aren’t you a city kid? We don’t like city kids.” He said as his friend stood around you. “So what are you gonna do about it huh?” You say as you look him in the eyes. “I don’t know maybe a little lesson so you don’t come back.” He said as his friends push you over. You then got kicked in the face he came at it again, and you grabbed his leg. You pull it hard at yourself and he goes flying over. His friends then proceed to kick and punch you. You are now on the floor. Only if they saw you as a girl, they wouldn’t do this to you. The blonde kid then makes his friends pick you up, underneath the underarms and lift you up to face him. They take off your hoodie as you look at him dead in the eye.
You then proceed to say, “What is your name?” you say as you spit some blood out of your mouth. “Roger.” He said. “Roger who?” you say and his friends start to laugh. “Roger Taylor.” Then it finally clicks. The person in front of you is Roger Taylor, your childhood friend and boyfriend when you were 16. You look at him and he looks you in the eyes. “Now I’m gonna make a mark that you would never forget.” He said as you brings a pocket knife out of his pocket. His friends throw you to the floor, while you hit your head. You stand up and his friends form a circle around of you two. They wanted you to fight. Yay!
Roger was never good at fighting, when he fought you he never won. “are you sure you want to do this roger?” you say as you look at him in the eye. “Done it thousands of times.” He leans on his right leg more so he is most likely going to use his right for everything. Make his left hurt. He came at you with the knife as you ducked and sent his doubling over and face to the floor. He got back up and he sliced your arm with the knife. He then proceeded to try and punch your head, but you hit the knife out of his hands and sliced the inside of his thigh.
You then grabbed the knife as you jumped back on him and smacked him In his left rib. He ends up hitting you while you just keep hitting him. You feel his punches getting weaker and his face being more pale. You saw more blood come out of his nose while his hands are up trying to defend himself from getting more hurt. You stand up while he tries to grab your leg you just kick him harder so he went flying back to the ground. You didn’t mean to do this to your best friend but he tried to hurt you first, all out of self-defence.
His friends fled while he was just left lying on the ground helpless. You looked at him, he had hurt on his feature, blood on his face and his eyes were closed. He looked like a beaten angel. You picked him up while you biked to the shop. He woke up while you were riding down a hill, but this time he just looked up at you. You put your hoodie on him, because he was just wearing a white T-shirt. You pulled the hood over his head, and you pulled around the corner. Roger looked at what you were doing and he saw your wrists. Then Roger had flashbacks to when you guys were kids.
After I got hurt, I looked up and I thought I saw an angel, she asked me if I was alright I said yeah and she picked me up. I looked up at the sky and I saw her look down at me. Then my eyes fluttered closed and I fell into a deep sleep. When I awoke I was in someone’s chest and it smelt like male perfume. I looked up and it was the angel that saved me. We were speeding down a hill and out of memory I screamed when I felt myself tilting downward and the wind flying past me faster than ever. When I looked at the girl her hair was being pushed back by the wind. And showing all her facial features. I knew I fell in love with her then.
“Is that you y/n?” roger said in a whisper that nearly no one could hear. “Yes I’m here mate? You got beaten pretty bad how you holding up?” you say as you speed down another hill. You then stroke your hand though his hair and laughed at how cute he looked in your black hoodie. “What happened? How are you here?” Roger said as you turned another corner. “well let’s just say you tried to fight me and failed and I moved back here a few months ago, and I never saw you around so yeah.” You say as you stop at the shop. “Isn’t this the shop where your mum used to work at?” roger said coughing a bit out of pain. “Yeah It was, are you alright what hurts?” you say as you walk down an isle. “Everything.” He said grabbing onto you with every step he took. You went and grabbed some bandages, disinfected and some patches. You went up to the counter and also brought a backpack and a pack of gum. You threw it all on the counter and you pull out some money.
You pay for the stuff and help Roger out of the shop. “I can’t go back to my house looking like this, if my mum sees me like this she will make me go through x-rays for a whole week!” roger said as he grabbed onto you more. “Yeah that sounds like your mum. Did Clare go to Prom?” you ask as you sat roger down on your lap on the bike. “Yeah she did, she went with this guy I didn’t catch his name but she seemed happy.” You just laughed as roger held onto you for dear life. He was so precious. You got back to your house as roger nearly fell asleep. You picked him up bridal style as you brought him into the house. You opened up the door and you lay him on the couch. You woke him up and started to treat his well cuts. You took off his shirt and you caught roger looking. You flashed him a smile while his cheeks flushed Red. You laughed and hit his chest playfully but started to instantly apologize as he started to weez.
Once you cleaned roger up you walked back into the living room and found him snuggled into the couch, and searching for warmth as he looked cold. You went over to the couch and when you sat down, roger instantly snuggled into you. You chuckle and look down at him. He opens his eyes and looks at you. “I love you.” Roger said as he put his face in your neck. “I love you too love.” You say as you hold him in your arms.
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WEEK 7
I’M BACK BITCHES!
Vacation was great, thanks for asking. It was warm, I got to watch baseball, not enough in my opinion, and ate a lot of seafood. I could go for a lot more of all of that. But, I am in a rather gloomy area of the country, so I will gladly accept sushi, and reluctantly accept shitty baseball. I guess the fact that my baseball is starting, and it has been nice enough to go outside and practice a bit is good enough, frustratingly its not 75 and sunny, but beggars can’t be choosers, right? Let me tell you, I don’t know how different my life would be if I would have just sucked it up about ten years ago and realized that I needed glasses, I mean, I am very glad that it didn’t work out that way, because life is pretty good, but I think the what if questions will always be in the back of my mind. In the meantime I will accept nothing less than winning the triple crown in the league that I am playing in this year. Time to hit some dingers, better call up some beefy boys from the 90s and ask them how to stack some roids…. Kidding, although I do hear that is an effective way to lose weight, and lose something else, we know what I am talking about. If not, maybe my blogs aren’t for you.
So I changed things up a little bit since I got home, Instead of doing the first day of the workout week on a Wednesday, I am crushing legs on a Saturday. It made Monday a little rough, because my legs are screaming at me, but hey, its all good, Arnold said “shock the muscles,” I guess that is kind of what I am doing. It was nice, things were a bit more available than they have tended to be on Wednesday. The only thing that I didn’t like was difference in the crowd, there are a lot more older folks in the gym that want to talk to people. I don’t need that shit, I need heavy weights and death metal, or trap music, there isn’t much of an in-between. That wasn’t all bad, I met Frank, this older Italian man from Buffalo. He thought I was Canadian, because I was wearing an old Blue Jays hat, which is my normal workout hat. It’s cool, Canada sounds nice, except for the fucking cold, and the Blue Jays have dope uni’s so sure Frank, I’ll be Canadian, I really don’t care. The only reason that this happened is because I tried to change things up a little bit on the headphone end of things. I got a new headset for gaming, so I brought the old ones to the gym, they sucked, and they ended up in the trash, because nobody got time for that. I think I have a little ADD, so music cutting in and out would have taken away from my workout more than talking with Frank and the old lady who was way too worried about Corona. After the gym I hit up the GNC. (don’t mind the fact that I liked to add “the” to titles, thanks) Did you know that eating too much red meats adds to arthritis, me either. Eat more fish.
After the GNC I went to baseball, swinging a bat helps me get all of the bullshit out of my mind, at least temporarily. I would love to sit here and tell y’all that everything is good, but it is not. I struggle when I am around people too much, I desperately need my alone time. I am about 97% sure this is because from thirteen until I left for college, unless I was working, at school, or doing something sports related, I was alone I hated it at that time, and looking back on it, it has probably helped create a few of the problems that I deal with through my life. I love people, and I love being around people, but I straight up cannot go too long without time to myself. I am burnt out as fuck right now, and it is having a serious negative effect. Mentally I am just uninterested in almost everything, from work to the gym to even cooking last night, I just don’t give a fuck, and its very hard to deal with.
Sunday was eventful for me, I finally got a bit of alone time, but I have not reset yet, reference the paragraph above. I had another hitting session, this time it was outside, because mother nature has decided to bestow some beautiful weather on the area. One of my favorite sounds in the world is a wood bat hitting a baseball, and honestly, when I am the one who is making that beautiful sound it just makes me feel wonderful. There is nothing like that to me, and I figured out some things. I am going to decimate all this year (lol.) After baseball, I listened to the Blue Jays game on the way back to my apartment, ate, enjoyed an hour to myself, and then went to the gym. I had no drive at the gym, the workout probably should have taken about an hour, but by the time I was done, it had nearly been two. Although I crushed over 1200 calories, I wish that I would have felt like I crushed the workout, but oh well. Last night I cooked for today, and I will end up doing the same. Since I just finished eating I can tell y’all, thoroughly season your ground chicken, it tastes like ass if you don’t.
I am glad to be back, hopefully y’all keep reading.
Cheers
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Me and my bf go to uni on different cities so we are living in different places, with different routines. And we are still dating, he comes to see me every weekend or i travel to see him with his parents. i dont take the beemov excuse about their breakup.
The classic ‘distance broke us up’ excuse? It’s so flimsy... especially in a day and age where technology allows you to get in contact with someone in seconds, so you aren’t so separated from someone as much as you could’ve been, 10, 20 years ago.
Especially since I saw something, not 100% sure, that said it was Candy’s idea to break up because of the distance? And then, lol jks, Castiel is in the same university (even though he didn’t even want to go??) so he’s like. 1 whole metre away from you. I just. UGH. CASTIEL. WHAT EVEN. JUST. ugh.
Armin? Technology whiz. You're telling me that him and Candy wouldn’t have scheduled times of playing games together, or doing something together in front of a webcam, even if its just being in each other’s space, with the help of technology, together. Like Candy doing homework while Armin relaxes after doing his weird IT security job idk like they still are spending time together! They’d watch things at the exact same time just to try to see if they can get on the same second as each other, and someone is always like 3 seconds out and it’s hilarious.
Even if Nathaniel and Candy went to different universities, they could still keep in contact and maintain it. Nathaniel would 100% help her out with class work, and listen to her talk about it, and vice versa too! Candy and Nathaniel help destress each other by being really fucking good listeners, especially for each other. Like it’s one of the things I took away from their relationship. Also like I said, I believe Nathaniel is good at keeping her focused on schoolwork, even if he’s not as hyper vigilant as he once was.
Kentin? Cool, if he’s in the military again (ugh) then so be it. But they surprisingly, shockingly, do get down time. Of course he’d keep up contact with Candy, and would probably focus on how her day was over his. Not to bore her, but also because he just wants to listen to her talk and watch how she talks with her face and her hands and drops her phone on her nose about 20 times but like. Internet privileges and stuff too. You know they’d be all about that movie thing as well. And if no contact? Damn straight Candy would be sending him cookies in the mail.
And Lysander? Lysander needs the human contact, because he’s not good without it. Needs to be grounded, needs to be reminded of things... And if what I read about him was true with the farm thing, I’m sorry, but no. Candy would be driving up to his place to make sure he’d eaten for the day and got all his shit together lmfao none of this FaceTime stuff she's in it for the real thing.
So like, beemov can take that excuse and shove it.
#my candy love#armin (mcl)#castiel (mcl)#lysander (mcl)#nathaniel (mcl)#kentin (mcl)#*replies#I'm sry but the distance excuse is bullshit#Anonymous
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I was tagged by: @xrattrap, thank you so much for that!
I’m tagging: @uglyvillagersims @baieyu @literalite @liliithvatore @caacti @blurri-sim-kid, I’m sorry if you’ve already done it or don’t want to do that!
Rules: make your simself, put some info about yourself and answer questions.
Answering was fun, but a little tedious. There are 125 questions soo:
1. What is your full name? No way in hell I’m going to spell it in english. let’s just stuck to Sam, shall we?
2. What is your nickname? i have none
3. Birthday? December 25
4. What is your favorite book series? All for the game, i’m weak for mafia and gays
5. Do you believe in aliens or ghosts? If I believed in myself as mush as I believe in aliens
6. Who is your favorite author? I don’t have one
7. What is your favorite radio station? ????????
8. What is your favorite flavor of anything? Anything with chocolate
9. What word would you use often to describe something great or wonderful? ahuitel’no, ahuet, ebaaaaaaaaaaaaaat’
10. What is your current favorite song? The last album by Y&Y and Brockhampton basically
11. What is your favorite word? Blya! It’s not my fav. word but I say it too much
12. What was the last song you listened to? Exid I love you..... LISTEN I CAN EXPLAIN
13. What TV show would you recommend for everybody to watch? I don’t watch TV shows that often. so my judgement is too biased. In the Flesh mb?
14. What is your favorite movie to watch when you’re feeling down? I don’t watch movies whem I’m feeling down, I just cry
15. Do you play video games? Yeah
16. What is your biggest fear? height, death of my loved ones
17. What is your best quality, in your opinion? I do what I’m told to
18. What is your worst quality, in your opinion? I can’t say no and I’m a chatterbox
19. Do you like cats or dogs better? Cats
20. What is your favorite season? Summer
21. Are you in a relationship? no
22. What is something you miss from your childhood? The feeling of not worrying
23. Who is your best friend? One girl who has already best friend and it’s not me lol
24. What is your eye color? brown
25. What is your hair color? light brown
26. Who is someone you love? My cat, my family
27. Who is someone you trust? my cat annd my friend
28. Who is someone you think about often? my cat and family again. i’m paranoid, so
29. Are you currently excited about/for something? i wish
30. What is your biggest obsession? I’m too lazy to have one
31. What was your favorite TV show as a child? Pokemone, def
32. Who of the opposite gender can you tell anything to, if anyone? My best friend
33. Are you superstitious? nah. but I have a cursed tongue haha
34. Do you have any unusual phobias? i might have!
35. Do you prefer to be in front of the camera or behind it? behind i’m too ugly for the front
36. What is your favorite hobby? games
37. What was the last book you read? die Nacht von Lissabon....... listen, i should be getting ready for my german class, but here I’m answering questions
38. What was the last movie you watched? ugh.. devil’s advocate?? it was for my engish class so
39. What musical instruments do you play, if any? none :c
40. What is your favorite animal? caaats
41. What are your top 5 favorite Tumblr blogs that you follow? ummm i don’t like answering questions like that
42. What superpower do you wish you had? time manipulation
43. When and where do you feel most at peace? home at night
44. What makes you smile? my cat
45. What sports do you play, if any? ......none
46. What is your favorite drink? water
47. When was the last time you wrote a hand-written letter or note to somebody? does notes such as: “our prof. sucks” count?
48. Are you afraid of heights? yeah
49. What is your biggest pet peeve? juvenile people
50. Have you ever been to a concert? no
51. Are you vegan/vegetarian? not anymore, health issues
52. When you were little, what did you want to be when you grew up? I i wanted to work in a circus or as a vet
53. What fictional world would you like to live in? dragon age or mass effect universes
54. What is something you worry about? my family, my future, everything
55. Are you scared of the dark? no
56. Do you like to sing? nah
57. Have you ever skipped school? always, but now im in the uni and i never miss classes, yeah, can’t believe it either
58. What is your favorite place on the planet? somewhere outside the planet
59. Where would you like to live? norway?? finland?? anywhere but not here???
60. Do you have any pets? a cat
61. Are you more of an early bird or a night owl? night owl
62. Do you like sunrises or sunsets better? nothing
63. Do you know how to drive? no
64. Do you prefer earbuds or headphones? earbuds
65. Have you ever had braces? no, but i need one
66. What is your favorite genre of music? honestly? i listen to everything these days
67. Who is your hero? my mom
68. Do you read comic books? yes, i would die for Dick Grayson, but i can’t stand dc....... (and marvel too these days)
69. What makes you the most angry? ignorance
70. Do you prefer to read on an electronic device or with a real book? electronic device
71. What is your favorite subject in school? amma out of this shithole, too biig for it
72. Do you have any siblings? yeah
73. What was the last thing you bought? snacks
74. How tall are you? 5′2 or not? i’m not good with american system
75. Can you cook? yeeea
76. What are three things that you love? sleeping. cat and reading
77. What are three things that you hate? intolerance, ignorance, straights
78. Do you have more female friends or more male friends? female
79. What is your sexual orientation? i guess i’m gay
80. Where do you currently live? russia
81. Who was the last person you texted? my friend
82. When was the last time you cried? a month ago?
83. Who is your favorite YouTuber? ughhhh
84. Do you like to take selfies? nope
85. What is your favorite app? -
86. What is your relationship with your parent(s) like? hot and cold
87. What is your favorite foreign accent? german-like, idk, my own maybe?
88. What is a place that you’ve never been to, but you want to visit? europe
89. What is your favorite number? 56
90. Can you juggle? -
91. Are you religious? no way in hell
92. Do you find outer space or the deep ocean to be more interesting? space one
93. Do you consider yourself to be a daredevil? u tell me
94. Are you allergic to anything? I’m allergic to myself
95. Can you curl your tongue? no need more.... practice
96. Can you wiggle your ears? ?? what’s with this question?
97. How often do you admit that you were wrong about something? Often enough
98. Do you prefer the forest or the beach? beach
99. What is your favorite piece of advice that anyone has ever given you? shut your month when no one listens
100. Are you a good liar? yeah i mean, everyone thinks i’m smart, and i’m not
101. What is your Hogwarts House? i hate hp, but the green one looks nice
102. Do you talk to yourself? always
103. Are you an introvert or an extrovert? i’m looser.....
104. Do you keep a journal/diary? no
105. Do you believe in second chances? depends on the person
106. If you found a wallet full of money on the ground, what would you do? first of all, i wouldn’t even take it from the ground, so I won’t know if it’s full of money
107. Do you believe that people are capable of change? yes
108. Are you ticklish? yes
109. Have you ever been on a plane? yes
110. Do you have any piercings? yeees
111. What fictional character do you wish was real? hard to say
112. Do you have any tattoos? no
113. What is the best decision that you’ve made in your life so far? my life is full of bad decisions and no good ones
114. Do you believe in karma? no
115. Do you wear glasses or contacts? no but i need to
116. Do you want children? no
117. Who is the smartest person you know? me myself and i (joking, my friend)
118. What is your most embarrassing memory? ohhhhhhhh boi!!
119. Have you ever pulled an all-nighter? yea
120. What color are most of you clothes? black and white
121. Do you like adventures? yea
122. Have you ever been on TV? yea......
123. How old are you? 21
124. What is your favorite quote? ugh i hate u but I would blow u??? listen i can explain
125. Do you prefer sweet or savory foods? sweet and spicy
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PERSONAL VENTING WARNING
I think there’s a grand total of like two of y’all that aren’t porn bots but whatever. This is more for me to set things straight in my own head than anything, feel free to read though. It’ll be a long one.
So, in March, I came to uni for my first year, and met and started dating an amazing guy (or a guy who I thought was amazing). I’ll describe how we met (it will be relevant later on). During O week at my uni, there were lectures that were compulsory for everyone to attend, and you attended the one for your course. It was basically an introduction kind of thing to your course and the content you would be studying. My ex and I are both studying a Bachelor of Geoscience, and there are only six of us in that course. I spoke about a dozen words to him that first day, he seemed like a nice guy, and I thought he was gorgeous. The next day, we had to go to a general lecture for everyone studying what could be considered a biological science. I went in and sat down by myself near the back. About five minutes after the lecture started, I heard the doors slam open. I thought “lol rip whoever that is”. The person who cam in came and sat down next to me. I saw that it was the guy from yesterday, my ex. The lecture we were in was a series of smaller lectures, so when the professors were swapping around, we started chatting. I have never clicked with someone so quickly in my life. After the lecture was over, the uni provided a free pizza lunch. We got some pizza, and sat down on the floor to talk. We talked for two and a half hours. We didn’t notice everyone else leave. We didn’t notice that the tables holding the pizza were packed up and put away. When we did finally realise, we just decided to move somewhere else and keep walking. We went to the front verandah of the beautiful old original university building that overlooks the valley, and talked for another five hours. FIVE HOURS. It felt like five seconds. Once it got dark, we agreed that we couldn’t stay there, and he said that he had to get home for dinner (he grew up in the town where the uni is, so he still lives with his parents). There was a party on at the uni club that night, so I invited him to come with me, but he was reluctant. About an hour later, he messaged me saying that he was going to come. Bit of a long evening short, we went to pre drinks in my college block together, went up to the club together, and ditched it after about five minutes to go and sit on the verandah of the old building again. We were there for about an hour before I got too cold (it was a toga party so I was wearing a K-Mart tablecloth, naturally). We went to my room, got jumpers, stayed up there for another hour, then got in his car and drove around town for an hour or so. By this point it was 2am so he took me home. That was a thursday. That Saturday, he invited me to go to the pub with him and his best friend. I went, and met his best friend, who is an absolute legend, and very relevant to this long story. I had a drink, his mate had a drink, and then it started getting loud so we decided to go for a walk. We walked across town to a beautiful old building, and after chasing a possum around for five minutes, the friend decided to go back to the pub. We decided we wanted to go back to the verandah at campus. So we did. We got jumpers from my room on the way, and my ex ended up wearing his and mine, because he was freezing. He was still shaking though, and I though he was cold, so I got him to sit on the ground, and I sat behind him and wrapped my arms around him. He started shaking harder (I later found out he was nervous, not cold). We stayed like this for a while, before I started getting incredibly worried about the shaking, and suggested that we get in his car, because it has heating. So we did, he stopped shaking, and we drove up to a lookout that we had been at on thursday night while we were driving around. Up there, we did the same sitting thing for a few hours. In the car on the way back we determined that we were dating. Everything was amazing for about seven weeks (or so I thought). I lost my virginity to him, and he was not the first guy I ever dated, but he was the first guy I fell in love with (I’m still in love with him and I fucking hate myself for it). Anyway. We would hang out in my dorm room, I’d go to dinner at his parents’ house on the weekends, everything was great. Then, after about 3 weeks, I’m not really sure when it was, he stopped spending time with me. After about two weeks of not seeing each other except in the classes we have together, he told me that he had some bad news. He told me that he wanted to focus more on his uni work (which was all that he did anyway) and was going to spend less time with me. In my head, I said; “the fuck are you going to do, not turn up to lectures, its the only time we spend together anymore”, but I said to him, “yeah ok, it’s important to prioritise your school work”. So, things continued exactly as they had been for the past two weeks because there was no time together to cut back on. This went for another two weeks or so. The thursday night before last, I was thinking about how we hadn’t spent any time together for a month, how he would never hold my hand, hug me, kiss me, which were all things we had been doing before. So I called him about it and asked what was going on. At first he danced around it, denying everything, saying there was nothing wrong. I wouldn’t take that answer though, so he said: “Ok, I’ll tell you the truth. I haven’t loved you for a month”. This devastated me so much that I immediately threw up. I started sobbing, and I could hear him on the phone (it was on speaker) saying things like “I didn’t mean to hurt you”. I ran find my friends, but they were all pre drinking to go out in another block of the college so I couldn’t find them. So, I went back to my room, where he was still on the line. I sat down and cried for a few minutes, before I took a deep breath and said “We are not doing this over the phone. Come up here now”. He agreed, and came up to the college. We talked, and ended up cuddling and kissing on my bed. We agreed that I needed to work on being “less negative” (I have severe depression and use dark humour as a coping mechanism, and self centred bubble-boy couldn’t handle it). We also agreed that he needed to actually put some effort in to the relationship, and spend some time with me. After a couple of hours, he left, and I slept fine, but the next morning from when I woke up I began to feel worse and worse and worse. I ended up calling him in the afternoon, when I was about to sit my chemistry mid trimester exam, because I felt so bad and had to talk it out with him. We pretty much just had the hell phone call from the night before all over again. About ten minutes after we hung up from that, he messaged me and said that his friend was staging an intervention, and would come pick me and one of my friends up that evening. Before we get any further in to this, if any of y’all are reading this, I just want to say that this friend is an absolutely amazing bloke, and he has been here for me the entire way through the ordeal that I’m about to go in to. So, after I sat my exam (that I failed, who would have guessed), I grabbed one of my best friends, and jumped in the car with my then-boyfriend and his friend. It was my second time meeting this friend, the first time was the night my ex and I started dating, the three of us went to the pub together. The friend and I got along like a house on fire. Anyway, the car ride was the tensest experience of my life. I could literally feel the pure rage radiating from my friend, as she was friends with my ex as well as me, and she knew exactly how the whole thing went down. We decided on going to Maccas, as the food is cheap. We went in, the boys grabbed a table in the corner, and bought my friend some nuggets as a thankyou for coming with me. We went and sat down, and got straight in to it. My ex’s friend got my side of the story, and then his (there wasn’t much to his at all). The friend then proceeded to tell me how he was absolutely blown away by how my ex actually talked to a girl, and interacted with someone for longer than five seconds. He was actually the reason that my ex went to that party, he made him go. And he was blown away by how easily and how much we talked on the pub night. I’m really bad at telling this, but trust me, it was really profound what he said (he’s an incredibly smart man with a real way with words) and really blew me away. Over the course of about an hour, I went from shaking and staring at the floor, to smiling at my now-ex. My ex decided that he was just being silly, and he did actually love me. We had a fully lovey-dovey reunion right there in Maccas, and walked out of there hand in hand. He had promised to spend monday afternoons and one afternoon on the weekend (we have a three day weekend friday-sunday) with me. That Saturday, we went for a walk for two and a half hours, and had so much fun. We ended up cuddling and kissing in my bed after we got back, I was in heaven. The way he was playing with my fingers, staring and smiling at me, kissing me, holding me as tight to him as he possible could, all read to me that he still loved me. Then on the Monday, he came over to go for a walk again, but we couldn’t drag ourselves out of my bed for over an hour. Nothing NSFW, just cuddling and talking. It was so amazing. I was absolutely on top of the world. We were going to hang out Tuesday afternoon after our Geology prac as his brother was home from the army and had his car and he had to wait for his dad to give him a lift home, but the prac ran so late that he went straight home. Same thing on wednesday with chemistry prac. On Thursday, he has a lecture in the morning where I don’t have one, then we have an hour, and then a lecture together. I messaged him Thursday morning asking if he wanted to grab lunch together after his lecture. He said: “yeah, sounds great”. So, after his lecture, we went to the cafe and bought food. On the way there we were chatting and laughing. I was looking for a place to sit after we got our food, and he said “Let’s go to [name of the old building with the verandah]” (it was our special spot). I was overjoyed. I thought, “oh, here he is, putting effort in to things, doing something special”. When we got there, we sat down, and he was suddenly quiet. I asked him what was wrong, and he said: “this isn’t working, I’m breaking up with you”. My world was turned upside down. I looked for some explanation, and he told me in no uncertain terms that he didn’t want to invest the time and effort in to me. He wanted his life to just be him by himself in his room. So that was that. I was utterly devastated. He told me that apparently, despite what he said, and despite what his body language told me, that we hadn’t actually wanted to give our relationship another go, that he had been lying. It had been less than a week since the intervention at Maccas. He told me that he still really wanted to be good friends, and I took him at his word. And he had to drive me an hour and a half to another town the next day so that I could catch a bus back to my hometown for the mid trimester break. The first half an hour of the car ride was no fun, but after we established that we were friends, we had a great time. That trip ended with both of us screaming take me home country roads, and having an amazing conversation at the bus stop when we got there. I got on the bus with promises to send photos of my hometown (I’m from right out in the outback, the kind of place my ex had never seen before, and he claimed he wanted to see it). So when I got home, I sent him a message, with videos of my horses running, sending red dust flying. I got a reply two days later: “oh wow, cool”. A day or so later, there were several disasters in my household, and I put a humorous spin on them, and sent him a message. No reply for a day, then, “oh wow”. As side note, my dad is a horrific, abusive bastard, and my time at home was 99% horrific due to that. I told my ex that. No reply for three days. “Oh wow, that sucks”. I ended up buying bus tickets and leaving a week early, because I couldn’t take it any longer there. I told my ex that and he said “oh cool”. Today, back at college, I booked a ticket to see endgame, and I messaged him asking him if he wanted to come see it with me, because only one of my friends is at college at the moment, and she has already seen it and doesn’t want to see it again. After three hours, he asks me what time. I tell him the time. After eight hours, he says no. So much for being friends I guess. And yeah, there’s not much point to this. If you read all of this, I’m sorry.
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