#or as bae put it “white girl going to Starbucks look’’

[kyn19]

we gonna start putting in effort again lads time for a style revival

[cixthotshit]

A Cup of Rose Americano

Pairing: Bae Jinyoung x Original Female Character|Reader

Genre: Smut, Fluff, Poor Girl/Rich Boy, Coffee Shop/Gangster AU (IDEK how I got here, just go with it)

Summary: There's more than meets the eye with every person, including Bae Jinyoung, the world's finest barista at Personal Barista Cafe

Word count: 4.7k

Rating/Warnings: Mature / Explicit Sexual Content: Porn With Some Plot, Kissing, Mirror Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Creampie

Author’s Note: I wanted to write a fluffy Coffee Shop AU but NGL something else has been preoccupying my mind and the world building to this fic kind of went off the rails and transformed into a completely different story. Enjoy this smut, readers! I really want to explore this world a lot more but IDK if I can commit to anything beyond this RN. So please, please enjoy this! Sorry in advance for mistakes! I don't always catch everything when I proofread.

I always appreciate some feedback on my writings!

"Really, it'll be a...new coffee experience," Hyeon assured Sandy. She handed Sandy a green card. It felt like an expensive platinum credit card, the card made of metal, feeling heavy and cold in her hand. "All you have to do is fill out a survey after you get your free coffee. Once you make it inside, hand the card over to your barista."

"Aren't you supposed to find actual volunteers?" Sandy asked, looking at the shiny card. The only thing on the card was the name of the new test cafe, PB Cafe.

“Trust me,” Hyeon said with a grin. “You’ve never had coffee like this. This is free, too. You’re going to say no to free coffee? And I swear, this is really me saying it, their coffee is really good.”

“Fine, thanks for the free coffee.”

“Enjoy!” Hyeon turned her back to Sandy, most likely scanning for potential test subjects for her new marketing event. Being her best friend, Sandy was always her first test subject. She didn’t know if Hyeon’s bosses approved of her taking advantage of all the free stuff she was receiving.

Sandy walked over to a shop that was setup at the southwest corner of a 3 story building. The walls were white and the windows were covered by white curtains. “PB Cafe” was written in black on the front door, though there were no door handles. Standing in front of the door, Sandy noticed a black square pad beside the right side of the door. She pressed the green card to the black pad and jumped slightly as the glass door slid open. A short piano tune played, sounding old but familiar, reminding her of old Hollywood movies from the mid-20th Century.

Tentatively, she stepped in. Walking past the white curtains, she found herself inside a small room. At the back end of the room was a small bar with one wooden chair in front of it. It only took her 4 steps to reach the chair, so she pulled it out and sat down. The wall behind the bar slid down to the floor and a broad shouldered man walked out from what looked like a bright white light before the wall slid back up behind him.

Too shocked to react, Sandy set the green card down onto the smooth marble countertop. Her eyes couldn’t leave the face of her barista. He was very handsome and his small grin softened his masculine exterior. Wordlessly, he took the green card and placed it in the front left pocket of his black apron.

“Welcome to Personal Barista Cafe,” he said in a soft, sultry voice. “My name is Bae Jinyoung, your Personal Barista today. How shall I address you?”

“Uh, just call me Sandy, I don’t like formalities much.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Sandy. If you don’t like formalities feel free to call me BaeJin or BaeBae.” She gave a soft chuckle and threw her hand over her mouth, feeling her cheeks warm up. Such a sultry man telling her to call him something as cute as BaeBae tickled her. “Is this your first drink with PB Cafe?”

“Yes,” she replied. “I don’t know anything about this cafe, except that you have good coffee.”

“A Personal Barista will make you a personalized drink,” he explained, pulling out a menu form. “Whatever you order, I will make it in front of you. If you want to know how I prepare your drink, please let me know and I will explain as I go. If you want small talk instead, I enjoy a small conversation as I prepare you a drink. If you want silence, for any reason, please don’t feel pressured to speak if you don’t want to.”

“Can I get an Americano?” she asked, after glancing at the long list of coffee drinks. The menu was simple and elegant, the writings were in cursive but the paper was black and the ink white. She liked the seemingly simple attention to detail. “How long have you been a barista, BaeJin?”

“Almost a year,” he replied. He poured fresh ground coffee into a metal contraption with a long neck. She pressed her lips together as her eyes were fixed on his skilled, large hands. He was using a device to compact the coffee grounds.

“Do you enjoy being a barista?”

“I do. It allows me to be creative. My regular job is stressful.”

He put the coffee grounds into the machine and pressed a few buttons. She watched him place a small white espresso mug under the spout of the machine. He grabbed a large white mug of coffee, and looked at her with a soft grin.

“This is your side hustle?” she asked. PB Cafe seemed like it paid well.

“Most people have more than one job these days,” he replied.

“That’s true,” she replied. “I have a day job and a night job.”

“What are your jobs?”

“I’m interning at a law firm, helping a paralegal out. I’m hoping to get my private investigator’s license soon.”

“You want to be a private investigator?” he asked.

“I want to be a lawyer,” she answered, “but having a private investigator’s license helps me pick up skills. Research is the true gift of being a good lawyer.”

“Research. You must be very smart and hard working.”

“You are sweet,” she said, resting an elbow onto the counter, leaning forward. “I wish my smarts and hard work were enough to give me success. I’m lacking in luck lately.” His eyes drifted away from the espresso machine and looked into her eyes. She felt her cheeks turn hot, realizing she had overshared. It’d been a sad thought, too. “I feel very lucky right now.”

“Sandy, I don’t mean to make assumptions about people but if I were to guess you are someone with expensive tastes,” he said. He pulled out two small brown glass bottles from a drawer. “But, you settle for less.”

“I..” she breathed out.

She should have been insulted, but her barista BaeJin was right. Sandy had always been envious of people who could afford designer things or had the means to go on extravagant vacations, but all of that had always been a dream. The closest she got was free shit from Hyeon. A drink from PB Cafe was likely three times that of a drink from Starbucks, and Sandy could only afford Starbucks for special occasions.

“Why are you saying this?”

“I want to make you a drink in which you will appreciate,” he replied, pulling out a single stemmed pink rose from under the counter, and handed it to her. She felt her cheeks flush with heat as she accepted it. “Refined, seemingly ostentatious, but simple and hopefully, delicious.”

He poured hot water from a glass kettle into the mug. She felt her cheeks turn hot again as he reached over and plucked a single petal from the rose she held. He tilted a single drop of liquid from one of the brown bottles onto the petal.

“Rose water,” he said to her as he locked eyes with her for a second. He placed the rose petal into the mug, letting it float in the hot water. He poured the espresso into the mug of water, and took a spoon to scoop out the wilted petal, tossing it away before handing the drink to her.

She gave it a sip, and shut her eyes, a smile on her lips. Using a flower as aromatic as a rose was difficult to pull off in cuisine. Oftentimes the rose aroma was too overpowering, reminding one’s nose of perfume instead of food. Baejin’s Rose Americano, though, was the perfect balance of a good cup of coffee elevated with some elegance, refined by the subtlest hint of a rose’s sweet scent. The warm breath she exhaled after a hot sip of Americano filled her senses with flowery comfort.

“This is the most...beautiful cup of coffee I’ve ever tasted,” she replied, setting the mug down when she was half finished. “It tastes...beautiful.”

He gave a small chuckle, his eyes crinkling as he smiled. She bit her bottom lip, trying not to smile any wider than she already was. He was incredibly cute, grinning in reaction to her compliment. How could a man exude the amount of sensuality like BaeJin yet be so cute that she wanted to squish him like a marshmallow?

“You like it?” he asked.

“I do,” she replied. “I didn’t know a cup of Americano could be improved. Thank you for this cup of coffee. You’re a gifted barista.”

“Thank you. I would love to make you another drink.”

“I’ll try to come back one day,” she said earnestly.

She sipped her drink and glanced at her phone. Thanking her talented, handsome (and cute) barista BaeJin one last time, Sandy finished her drink and sprinted out of the odd, surreal cafe. She had to get ready for work. Smelling the pink rose in her hand, Sandy smiled to herself. Who knew her barista would be the first man to give her a rose?

--

“Diamond! Malibu was accidentally double booked,” Danielle called out into the dressing room. “Can you give a lap dance in the Blue Champagne Room before going home?”

“Wait,” Sandy said, holding the gold hoop earring she’d just taken off her left earlobe, “I’m not going to chase Malibu for the flat fee. The last time I covered for her, not only did her John not tip me but I had to chase her for 4 days before she gave me the cash.”

“I have a hard time chasing her down, too,” Danielle said with a heavy sigh, handing her purple vape pen to Sandy to hold. She dug into her pink and purple Bedazzled fanny pack, and fished out a few bills. She handed a bag of clothing to Sandy. “Let me know if this John is handsy or out of line. He’s a new customer. You have five minutes, babe. Fix your makeup.”

Handing the vape pen back to her boss, Sandy put the cash into her purse before shutting and locking the drawer to her vanity. She put her earring back on and retouched her eye makeup and lipstick. Her locks of hair looked good as she combed her fingers through her hair, looking into the mirror before getting up to change.

Sandy hadn’t exactly planned on becoming a stripper, but during her freshman year in college, she took a class on feminist studies, specifically on sex work. What started out as a learning experience in respecting sex work, and educating herself on the legal struggles of sex workers’ rights, Sandy soon found herself stripping as a means of extra income. She herself was in need of money, and recognized her beauty was valued enough that she could make capital from it.

Having walked out on her dysfunctional family as soon as she turned 18, Sandy had been hustling on her own for years. She was still working towards a career in law, but in the meantime, she was balancing between her day job as an unpaid intern at a shitty law firm and her night job as a stripper at a club called Blue Paradise. Giving lap dances were only nice when she received good tips, but they didn’t happen often enough. All she wanted was a good tip.

Pulling out the outfit Danielle handed to her, she took off her clothes and put on her new outfit. She wore a neon pink G-string bikini bottom with her matching lace bra under a black pencil skirt and a white costume button up office dress shirt. She put on a loose blue tie around her neck, and put on a pair of thick black framed glasses, matching it with her black leather knee high boots. Apparently, this new customer had a librarian kink.

Walking down the hall, toward the other side of the back of the club, she entered the room with the blue door at the end of the hall. The Champagne Rooms, where customers received their private lap dances, were color coded. The Blue Room was where the clients with specific kinks went.

Opening the door, Sandy pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose, and looked up to see her John seated on the black couch. The dim lighting of the room cast a shadow over his body, making it hard for her to make out his face. She blinked, and closed her mouth, realizing that her customer was her barista from PB Cafe, BaeJin. It had been days since she had her cup of Rose Americano.

He was wearing a loosely worn grey sweater with black denim jeans. She didn’t think it was possible but he looked more handsome than she last remembered. Perhaps, with her body so close to his, knowing that he was there for devious reasons, her face flushed and her nipples hardened as heat rushed through her body from head to toe.

“BaeJin!” she said, forgetting her sexy librarian character.

“Don’t move,” he said, looking alarmed. She stood completely still, one hand on the door handle. “You’re a stripper, Sandy?”

“You...you remember me?” He nodded. “Stripping is helping me pay for my law degree.” She licked her lips and tilted her head, pushing her chest forward slightly. “I can give you what you want.”

“I can’t do this,” he replied, crossing his left leg over his right. His eyes left her, and diverted to the ground. Her ego was bruised. Not only did she need the money, but her vanity made her feel upset that he didn’t want a lap dance from her. “I should go.”

“I have to try to keep you here,” she said shyly, pressing her back against the door. “If I don’t, that means I’m not good at my job.”

“How long should we be in here for you to be considered good at your job?” he asked, his eyes returning to meet her gaze.

“You don’t want a lap dance? Am I not cute? My tits too small?”

He gave a chuckle, and looked away when his eyes moved to her chest as she talked.

“You’re very cute,” he replied, “but that’s the problem. As a barista, I don’t date customers. Since you didn’t actually pay for your drink, I thought it’d be OK to ask you out if I ever saw you again. But if I pay for this lap dance, I wouldn’t want to ask you out. It’s not fair for me to proposition you while you’re working.”

“You’ve been thinking hard about me?” Her cheeks felt hot and goosebumps formed on her arms. “Would you accept my invitation if I asked you out after this? I’m actually supposed to be off work by now, but this is my last job tonight. If I don’t give you a lap dance, we didn’t cross any lines, right?”

He nodded, and she gave a nervous chuckle.

“You said that being a barista was your side hustle,” she said, noticing the expensive watch and ring on his left hand. Sex workers had to know street codes to keep themselves safe, and watches and rings were how gang members communicated their loyalties and rankings. “What’s your main job? You said it’s stressful.”

His right hand wrapped around his platinum watch, the case of the watch encrusted with diamonds. The C9 Gang was a wealthy gang with origins in Tokyo, Japan, platinum was their calling card. BaeJin’s gold band emerald ring sat on his middle finger, indicating he was a made man of high rank. Sandy was impressed; BaeJin had acclimated to a high status in a gang at a young age.

“How long have you been working here, Sandy?” he asked in response.

“Diamond,” she answered, her grip remaining firm on the door. “My stage name is Diamond.”

“Sandy...Diamond,” he said with a grin. He stood, and she took a deep inhale of breath as he took a step forward and pressed his body against hers, his left arm wrapping around her waist as his hand gripped onto her wrist. Her hold on the door handle loosened. “You are the diamond in the rough in Blue Paradise. You still want to invite me out on a date?”

She took a gulp of breath, staring deeply into his dark brown eyes. He licked his lips and her eyes drifted to his mouth. Giving the most gentle nod of her head, she said, “Yes.”

“I drive a blue Ferrari F60 America,” he said as the tip of his nose touched hers.

“I don’t know anything about cars,” she replied, shutting her eyes. His breath was warm, making it hard for her to breathe. He chuckled and she felt his head rest onto her shoulder.

She opened her eyes when she felt a hand touch her chin.

“I drive a blue car,” he said, his eyes drifting down her face to her lips. His thumb ran across her bottom lip gently, sending heat deep into her groin. Her stomach ached at the touch. “It’ll be the most expensive looking car you’ll see when you walk outside.” He looked directly into her eyes again. “I’m a dangerous man, Sandy...Diamond. I have to ask you one more time, do you want to keep talking to me?”

She chewed on the inside of her left cheek nervously, and furrowed her eyebrows. Given how close she was to getting the paid job as a paralegal at Johnston’s &Partners, Sandy was one step closer to her dreams of becoming a lawyer. Would it be ethical to date a gangster?

“Will you take me home or will we be going to your place?” she answered. Life was too short not to take risks.

--

Upon his request, she left work wearing her costume. BaeJin’s description of having the most expensive looking car was accurate. The navy blue car shone brighter than any other car, and the curves of the body created an elegant design to the car. He’d opened the passenger door for her. She realized her skirt barely covered her ass as the cold leather from the seat hit the back of her thighs.

He drove them up a curvy hill to get to his expensive mansion, placed behind a small forest. It sat atop of a mountainous hill, overlooking the bright lights of the city far below. BaeJin was a man of very high rank by the looks of his home. It was large and designed with multiple floor to ceiling windows. Sandy took a soft gulp of air as her mouth felt dry.

“Your home is beautiful,” she said when he led her into his home, the hallway lined with expensively framed paintings. The jade vase that held 3 white lilies beside the coat hanger looked like it was worth more than everything she owned, including the small amount of cash she had in her bank account.

BaeJin’s home aesthetic was minimalist, though each room had a piece of furniture that popped out, like the jade vase in the front entrance. In his bedroom, he had a rose gold encrusted full length mirror sitting at the foot of his bed. It was shameless, but did not surprise her. Their eyes locked as BaeJin sat down at the foot of the bed. Their fingers intertwined when she reached her left hand out to his outstretched right hand.

“I spent a week trying not to think about you,” he said, pulling her easily onto his lap. His free hand wrapped around her waist. “The closest thing to you was trying to get a stripper to dress up like a sexy librarian.”

“Aren’t you lucky?” she said, squeezing his hand. “You went to Blue Paradise wanting a fantasy. Instead, you left with your fantasy.”

His hand released hers and she felt his hand between her legs, sliding up against her slit. Shutting her eyes she gave a soft moan, surprised at his swift movement.

“You deserve the best in life,” he said into her ear before grazing his teeth gently against her neck. “Don’t ever settle for less.”

He kissed her, his lips warm and firm. His tongue parted her lips and she gave a soft hum. She pushed his tongue out of her mouth, appreciating the taste of floral green tea from him. Her fingers tangled into his hair, pulling him closer to her. He tasted better than the beautiful cup of Rose Americano.

With a clouded head, she helped him pull his sweater off as he aggressively pulled her top off of her, the cheap buttons popping loudly as they flew into the air. Her skirt failed to exist when he ripped the zipper and tore the fabric apart with his bare hands.

“Are you going to rip me apart?” she asked breathlessly when his fingers found their way under her bra, fondling her erect nipple. She gave a soft moan and he grinned as he pinched her sensitive bud.

“I’ll be as hard or soft as you want,” he assured her. The pad of his thumb grazed against her nipple. Her back shivered as a sharp heat rode up her back.

“I like a bit of both,” she said, her cheeks hot. It felt like a dream to have BaeJin telling her he would do as she wanted. “You ruined my skirt.”

“The cheap costume skirt?” he asked, his hand returning to rubbing her slit. “You don’t have to settle, remember?” She shut her eyes, her hand grabbing his arm as two of his fingers pressed against her clit. “I like you best without clothes anyway.” The heat intensified as his fingers moved down lower, moistening her panties with the slick heat coming out of her pussy. Her back shook again as his fingers moved up against her slit, and then back down. “Your voice is lovely.”

She moaned as she rested her head against his chest, his fingers continually creating more heat between her legs. One finger slipped under her panties, pulling the fabric away from her wet cunt. The back of his knuckle pressed against the engorged bud of her clit, and she mewled as he rubbed up and down against her.

“BaeBae,” she could only speak with a shaky breath, “BaeBae, I’m going to come.”

Her hips thrust haphazardly against his knuckle as a small flash of heat washed over her, goosebumps forming up the back of her neck. Her orgasm disappeared as soon as it came and she breathed through her mouth. Her pussy felt wet as her slick heat dripped out of her.

“I was just playing with you,” he said with an amused smile, his eyes locked onto the mess between her legs, including his wet fingers. He spread her juices onto her folds, and moved the pads of his index and middle fingers to draw small circles onto her clit. She mewled, shutting her eyes, as her hips rutted against the motions of his fingers. “But with you this wet, I can fuck you right now.”

“BaeBae,” she breathed out, opening her eyes.

Her eyebrows were furrowed as she looked at him. Wordlessly, she stood as their hands began removing each other’s clothes off. His expensive jewelry remained on as he pulled her back to his front, making her stand between his legs. His hand went between her legs and he massaged the inside of her thigh. She hummed a soft moan, enjoying the way his hand relaxed her muscles.

Both of his hands wrapped around her waist, and his lips kissed her neck. He requested she trust him, and one hand reached down to her right knee and had her stretch her leg out to rest over his. As his other hand went to her left knee, she understood what he was doing. He wanted a full view of her pussy so she sat on his lap with her legs hooked over his.

“Ready to put this to use?” he asked, his hands kneading her hips. His reflection from the mirror was staring at her. She saw the cheeks of her flushed face turn a bright red, and she tilted her head down to look away from the mirror. The blood coursing through her chest up to her head clouded her vision. “Look at us.”

His right hand cupped her face, and she felt his wrist press up against the front of her neck. The pulse from his wrist beat rapidly against the pulse on her neck, and she struggled to breathe as her eyes locked onto his from the reflection in the mirror. Hot blood rushed to her groin and her hips jerked forward, out of her control. His left arm wrapped around her waist had her firmly in his hold, so all she could do was wiggle in his lap. Feeling the muscles of his thighs flex under her made her buttocks tighten, her body anticipating his cock.

“If you let me take you raw,” he said softly against her ear, his eyes locked with hers through the reflection of the mirror, “that’ll make you mine.”

His hold on her face was gone as his hand grabbed his cock. He rubbed his hard cock against her slit. She bit her bottom lip as his heat caused more juices to pool out of her cunt. It made her nerves shake, itching her skin in unbearable heat. He blinked, and his eyebrows furrowed as she opened her mouth to breathe loudly.

“I’m yours,” she said clearly. He groaned as he pushed the tip of his cock into her entrance. “Give me everything, BaeJin.” Pleasure blinded her vision as she saw nothing but white and gold flecks of stars. She gave a loud gulp when she felt his hand grip onto her chin again, his wrist pressing against her throat. Her grip on his arms tightened as she held onto him for leverage. His cock pushed in deeper, and the walls of her pussy trembled as heat filled her body in overwhelming waves. “I’m yours.”

His lips were on her neck and when her vision cleared all her eyes could focus was on the way his cock was fucking her pussy. He started with shallow pushes, the rhythm steady as she bounced on his lap. She came and she gave a gentle mewl, blurting out his name as her walls squeezed his cock. A gentle chuckle escaped her lips as she saw him shut his eyes tight.

“You’re so easy to please,” he said as he pushed in deep. She gave a loud groan as he pulled out roughly before pushing in fast, going in balls deep. He started a steady, deep rhythm and she cried as she was filled with undiluted pleasure.

“You fuck so good,” she moaned, her hand reaching back to grab his hair. He sucked on her neck, leaving a red mark before he kissed her shoulder. “BaeJin, fuck me. I’m gonna - I’m - I’m gonna come.”

His grip around her waist tightened as he pushed faster into her, and they bent forward together as he came into her in deep pushes. Her fingers dug into his skin as she shut her eyes, taking in the sensation of his hot seed filling up her insides.

“Come,” he panted out heavily as she felt him withdraw from her. She whimpered as she felt his middle finger push into her come-filled cunt. His thumb rubbed up against her clit, making her nerves dance in hot waves. She cried out a soft orgasm as she came again. She breathed heavily as she rested against his body.

“We barely know each other,” she said after a while. She didn’t know how long they sat together, staring at their reflection before she finally spoke.

“We have the rest of our lives to get to know each other,” he said, running a hand up and down her thigh, sending heat up and down her back. “You are mine now.”

He pulled her off his lap, and they laid in bed together. A shiver went down her back as he kissed her shoulder. They were facing each other, her left leg locked between his muscular thighs.

Giving a laugh, she watched him grab her wrist. He kissed the inside of her wrist before kissing the inside of her elbow. She shut her eyes as she felt his lips on her shoulder. Every kiss sent a vibrating heat under her skin. His mouth sucked on her neck and she grabbed onto the back of his hair as his teeth grazed against her skin. The muscles in her stomach tightened. The world ceased to exist as BaeJin’s embrace consumed her.

[cinnamonroll-duffy]

Sage Wisdom (Jake x MC/Zig x MC) -- #ChoicesCreates28

Summary: A struggling teen finds that old acquaintances may bring the answer to his problems. This is an entry to the crossover prompt for Choices Creates hosted by @ladyashtonofcordonia​ and @holly-park.

Starring: Brian Crandall, Zig Ortega, Victoria Bradshaw (TF MC), Jake Mckenzie, Erika McKenzie (ES MC), and Caleb Mitchell

Guest Starring: Brandon (TF) 

Before Homecoming:

Starbucks was closed, so I had to walk into another place to try and get my white chocolate smoothie. The place was quaint, but I wasn’t really focused on where I was. Instead, all that took up space in my mind was how pissed I was at my ex-girlfriend. Well, the world in general. 

I didn’t know how to handle it. Never have I been dumped before. Sure, Zoe was the type to run off with another guy. Part of me knew it was gonna happen eventually. Everyone who really loves me do that in the end. My mom left me and my dad for some other guy and ran off 5 years ago, but everyone keeps boring me about how awesome their moms are and how they bake them cookies and talk to them about their girlfriends. They all need to have several seats. Why did she trade all our family had for some actor on a TV show? Why would Zoe trade all what I had for someone so basic like Caleb? I would have even understood if she left me for someone cool like Julian or Max, but Caleb? Girl has no standards. What does that say about me? Am I trash for literally dating someone who wasn’t interested in staying?

“What would would it be?” The barista asked. After I gave my order, all he could say was, “We don’t serve that here.”  I wasn’t so much fuming about the drink, but that was the last straw after all I had been through.

“You don’t have white chocolate smoothie? What kind of trash coffee shop is this? Look, I see you have all the ingredients to make it; Get your lazy butt off of your phone and get to work. You know what? Screw you. I’m gonna have my dad buy this place and have you fired!” I squinted to take a peek at the nametag of the barista. Brandon. Talk about the most boring name in existence. Who names their kids Brandon?

“Listen little ginger curry, I didn’t cut off my date with my boyfriend, who loves me by the way, to work this afternoon shift catering to teenage jackasses like you.” Uh, Brandon, thinking he could talk to me like that.  Where the hell did he get off? All I wanted was some white chocolate smoothie to ease my troubled mind, and all I got was some sass from a guy named Brandon. It’s like I died and went to hell. 

“You know what, Brandon? Your boyfriend will leave you and you’re gonna be left lonely like everyone else in the world. Trust me on that.” Before I could leave, I saw a familiar face walk behind the counter.

“Brandon, I got this.” There he was, Zigmund Ortega with his always bright bleached-white shirt and trusty leather jacket. He was in the Berry football team when I was a sophomore, but got kicked out after two weeks. Well, to be fair, the only reason he got cut from the team was because he landed in prison. “Sorry about Brandon, Brian” Zigmund whispered to me. “He’s not one to do custom requests. Just stick to the menu with him.” He gathered up the needed ingredients and prepared the smoothie for me. After I paid for my drink, I asked him,

“You work here, Zigmund?” I saw the way he just managed everything with ease. That’s how I remembered Zigmund: Kind of socially awkward, but really good at what he does best.

“It’s just Zig now. I used to work here, but now I go to Hartfield and play football with the team there.” Zigmund in a University? Zigmund ever tangling with the pigskin again? It kind of took me a while to let that sink in.

“I thought you couldn’t afford to go to school even if you wanted to. I remember you taking a job cleaning my pool and also Mia’s just so that you could have enough money for rent.” One thing nobody could accuse Zig of was being lazy. No, sir, he worked his tail off for every scrap he could get. It was hard when he went to prison on his family because he was their breadwinner in a way.

“So, this Second Chance scholarship helped me out. I get to fix my past in a way.” I wished to could get a second chance myself when Zigmund mentioned that. After Caleb turned everyone against me, I have never felt more alone in my life. Even someone I looked up to since elementary, Julian, abandoned me. I really hoped Julian was just doing that out of peer pressure or something. He was the only one on the Berry football team left with any sense on how to handle life. Why Julian would even try to revoke his own street cred made no sense to me. Maybe, I needed to give him time to come to his senses.

Breaking my thoughts for a moment, a chick with long, wavy hair sat down with me and Zigmund. She smiled at me and then started making out with Zigmund for 30 seconds or so. Damn, Zigmund got game. 

“Vic, this is one of my friends from High School, Brian Crandall. Brian, this is my girlfriend Victoria. She’s the one who tamed this bad boy.” I shook hands with Victoria and she started cracking up.

“You’re still in the taming process, dear. I have to remind Zig here that not everything can be solved with fists.” She rested her hand on Zigmund’s thigh and giggled while he rubbed his nose on her cheek.

“Babe, I bet you’re gonna tell me everything can be solved with kisses.” They then made out for another minute while I slowly sipped on my smoothie wondering if Zoe and I were all over each other the same way. We prolly were. 

“Sorry, Brian. When Zig gets sweet, I just can’t help myself.” Victoria’s pale face wasn’t even blushing. She was so proud of her love with Zig. “Anyway, Brian, how did you and Zig meet?” 

“So, Zig played football for Berry for two games with me.” Looks like Zigmund didn’t tell his girlfriend much, because she gasped. Like, loud enough for everyone else in the café to hear. 

“I thought Hartfield was your first experience with football. Sugarcakes, you didn’t lie to me, did you?” Victoria grunted like a chihuahua that just saw its owner after a long day.

“No, Cinnamon Roll. Look, I just want to forget everything that happened with the whole getting kicked out of the team thing.” He then pecked her on the lips. Before another make out session would start, I waved my hands in front of Zigmund and Victoria’s faces to keep them in the conversation. They snapped back into place quicker than a rubber band. Zigmund continued, “ Anyway, we met through our mutual friend Julian Castillo. By the way, Brian, is Julian still with Autumn?” 

“No, she left him for someone else. Don’t really know him. Berry has gone downhill since you left, Zig. The losers have taken over the school...and they brainwashed Julian and Mia, too!” I then talked about the whole misunderstanding with Zoe, Caleb, and everyone taking sides against me and how I had to move to Hearst for my own safety. Victoria was listening to me while Zigmund patted me on the back.

“That’s terrible, man. I don’t blame you for leaving Berry. Going to school there must feel like some kind of prison. Believe me, I know how awful it was being inside. I’m sure people will realize just how petty they are being. Hey, I heard homecoming dance for both Berry and Hearst is tonight from my younger brother. You got a date?” I shook my head. Even with all the hotties in Hearst, I wasn’t in the mood for a party.

“Hey, Zig is right. I don’t know why people are pissed at you. I was in a similar situation as Zoe. I left my boyfriend Chris for Zig, and before Chris, I casually dated two girls at the same time, one of them was some sorority queen, and the other my best friend. There’s no shame in playing the field before you find your bae.” She looked toward Zigmund and smiled.

“You’re right, Victoria. With that said, I’m just gonna say sorry to Caleb even if I didn’t do anything wrong. I miss my best friend.” Even with how Caleb treated me, I had to help him see the light even if he’s gonna fight it at first. 

“Wow, you’re an amazing person, Brian. I don’t know this Caleb person, but he seems like a jerk. You don’t have to apologize for anything, but I’m proud of you for being the bigger person.” It just hit me. I had to make my apology instantly and in public. Homecoming was my chance.

“We’re rooting for you, Brian. Zig and I both. I especially want to protect you because you’re a fellow ginger like me.” Victoria, with her long crimson locks, said before hugging me and leaving with Zigmund. I suddenly gained some courage.

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After Homecoming:

It didn’t work. Caleb was so cruel to me and didn’t even accept my apology. I doubt any other moment in my life was so humiliating like when Caleb and his friends ganged up on me in front of all the students in Homecoming. Something came over me that I never experienced in 5 years when my mom walked out on me; Actual tears. I’ve been a tough guy for most of my life, but I couldn’t handle how my life had been torn apart by Zoe and Caleb. I wish I had a mother to put her arms around me and tell me everything was alright, but no, I had to face these feelings like I always had to: On my own. I could have called up Max or Kara to talk, but they never understood what it’s like to be so miserable. They have happy lives for the most part. Instead, I sat in Hartfield Park, where I used to play Ultimate Frisbee with Julian, Caleb and others. It was my special place.

“Hey, is everything OK?” I looked up from the park bench I was laying on and saw another familiar face. She had long blonde hair and was rather tall. A guy stood next to her. He was about 5 inches shorter than her and had shoulder-length hair and a bored expression on his face.

“Erika Shields?” The daughter of my dad’s best friend, Erika was like an older sister I never had. She often babysat for me back in the day.

“Correction: Erika McKenzie now.” She showed off a ring glistening on her finger. “Brian Crandall. You’ve grown so much since I last saw you.” 

“Yeah, and I guess this guy with you is the lucky groom? I thought you were dead with the whole plane crash thing?” It was all over the news how a bunch of contest winners (including the Hartfield team’s very own Sean Gayle) got lost out in La Huerta, and I thought I’d never see Erika again.  

“It’s a long story. Jake and I met on the plane ride there, and we just got closer. I guess facing all sorts of dangers brought us together, and the rest is history.” Unlike Zigmund and Victoria, Erika and her husband weren’t really touchy-feely, but I could tell they loved each other.

“Believe it, Weasley. This Princess and I are rock solid, even if she’s a pain in the behind at the best of times.” He looked up and nodded at Erika and she nodded in return. 

“Yeah, Jakey’s my favorite douchebag. So, tell me, Brian, why were you crying? Don’t do the teenage boy thing and pretend like you were just cutting some onions. You know I’ve always cared about you and your dad.” There was no point in trying to hide it, so I told Erika and Jake everything about what happened to me since the beginning of the school year.

“Wow, that’s rough. Not as rough as fighting off a billionaire madman trying to kill us in a God-forsaken island, but for high school? That’s torture.” Good to know Erika hasn’t lost her sense of humor out there in La Huerta.

“You know what, Weasley? I was just like you in High School. I don’t know what school is like for you Yankees, but growing up in the South...you know, the backwoods in Louisiana, you had to please the right people or else the whole town turns against you. I joined the Navy to escape all that...not that I recommend the same for you. I’m saying, Weasley, find a way to escape the negativity. You said you moved to a new school. That’s a good first step.” What Jake was saying was helpful, but I didn’t want to escape from Julian or Caleb or Mia. I wanted them back. 

“I’ve just about given up, Jake.” There it went, more tears. I felt so weak, but at the same time, it was good to be honest about what I felt for the first time in a long time. I had to put on a face of being Mr. Everything so that people wouldn’t have to know the true me and hate that part of me too.

“Don’t you dare give up, Brian. Jake and I thought we’d never get out from Everett Rourke’s clutches, but we did it. You know how? We believed in ourselves. If we didn’t we might as well have ended up in some shallow grave in a La Huerta cave.”  Erika reached into her purse and pulled out a golden star, handed it to me and said, “Shut your eyes and hold this. It’s a Forecast Idol I found in the island. This might sound hokey to you, but you’re gonna see your future.” I didn’t believe her, but I did it anyway...

I opened my eyes and saw Caleb walking toward me and saying...

“Brian, I miss you too. I’m sorry for not forgiving you for something so dumb. Come play Call of Duty with me and Julian like the old days. It’s hard losing a best friend and I don’t ever want to have that happen again.”...

I shut my eyes and opened them again to see Erika and Jake sitting by me. Instead of tears, I had a new energy about me. After handing back to Erika the gold star, I got up and said,

“Thanks for the pep talk, guys. Brian’s back in business.” I knew that no matter what happened next, I’ll get my best friend again.

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[dreamxng-forever]

(It deleted for some reason?) but @punk-rock-pixie asked me to answer all Unusual Asks so: Oh lordy Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora? Pandora is your room messy or clean? Generally it's kinda meh. I never put away my clothes so they're always in a pile on top of my stuffed animals what color are your eyes? A pretty chocolate brown or sometimes a dark hazel do you like your name? why? I mean yeah. Sarah is a pretty name and I don't see it being any different. Also it means princess in Hebrew so hell yeh what is your relationship status? Single and very lonely describe your personality in 3 words or less Seriously emotionally fun I guess what color hair do you have? It's dirty blonde what kind of car do you drive? color? I don't drive one but I'll have to drive a Jeep Cheeokke (the old square ones) and its white with a black hood where do you shop? Spectrum mostly how would you describe your style? My friend use to say fashionable. I don't know. Pretty disney-esk? favorite social media account Tumblr what size bed do you have? Twin any siblings? An older brother whom I miss because he's never home anymore if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why? Does a fantasy world count? It probably doesn't so fuck. Um, honestly Disneyland. I would live in Disneyland. It's already like my second home and it holds such a special place in my heart favorite snapchat filter? The flower crown. I love flower crowns favorite makeup brand(s) You are asking someone who knows shit about makeup how many times a week do you shower? You know what no comment because recently I've been a lazy bum and don't shower as often as I need to. But typically I shower every other day favorite tv show? Fuck Grey's Anatomy or The Walking Dead shoe size? 9/10 how tall are you? 5 feet 7 inches sandals or sneakers? Typically sandals do you go to the gym? HA describe your dream date Disneyland with a bae who is just as passionate about the park as I am and we meet all the characters and introduce ourselves as each other's Prince/princess. Then a long time sitting around in Off the Page and just being together and snuggling while watching all the concept art and listening to all the songs and we talk about stuff if we feel up to it how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment? About like $10 I think what color socks are you wearing? Invisible cause I am barefooted how many pillows do you sleep with? Two but I have many stuffed animals that I snuggle with do you have a job? what do you do? I don't, but I did work at Costume Castle in October and gonna do it again. I like being on the floor and helping customers and cleaning up the isles how many friends do you have? A have a few but honestly my main group of friends there's only 3 whats the worst thing you have ever done? Injured myself even though my friends and mom begged me not to whats your favorite candle scent? Strawberry 3 favorite boy names -Dorian -Jayden -Warren 3 favorite girl names -Aria -Alice -Mari favorite actor? That's very hard for me to choose favorite actress? Scarlet Johanson who is your celebrity crush? Tom Hiddleston favorite movie? Another can't choose. There's so many categories I put into my favorites, and even then there's severals in the category. do you read a lot? whats your favorite book? Not really? I use too and my favorite series was the Spooks Apprentice. But now I mainly read comics. My favorite is the Fables series money or brains? Brains are pretty tasty. But so is money do you have a nickname? what is it? Sarah-Bear, m'sis, m'wife how many times have you been to the hospital? Twice but neither for myself. First time was when I visited grandpa during chemo and second was when mom had an appendectomy top 10 favorite songs Not in any specific order; -May I by Tranding Yesterday -Legendary by The Summer Set -Beside You by Marianas Trench -Good to You by Marianas Trench -Face Down by Red Jumpsuit -Your Guardian Angel by Red Jumpsuit -Training Wheels by Melanie Martinez -Dearly Departed by Marianas Trench -Follow You by Bring Me the Horizon -Let it Burn by Red do you take any medications daily? Nope what is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc) Fair what is your biggest fear? Death or loosing my friends how many kids do you want? 3 has always stuck with me whats your go to hair style? Ponytail what type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc) It's a small condo who is your role model? I don't even know anymore what was the last compliment you received? I don't really know. Hayden and Kacie compliment me all the time what was the last text you sent? I screamed about how I found out on of my favorite characters from Fables died to @alternative-mistakes how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real? What do you mean Santa isn't real? what is your dream car? One that won't kill me opinion on smoking? Hate it but pictures of people smoking are really hot? do you go to college? I refuse to go to college honestly what is your dream job? Becoming a famous author would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs? Suburbs do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels? No do you have freckles? I wish I did. I love freckles do you smile for pictures? Not really. I hate my smile. I always try to hide my mouth how many pictures do you have on your phone? 14 because I can't keep photos since I have no storage have you ever peed in the woods? Yes and I almost pissed all over myself do you still watch cartoons? Of course do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonalds? Wendy's Favorite dipping sauce? Ranch what do you wear to bed? Nightgown or a shirt and undies have you ever won a spelling bee? How does one spell what are your hobbies? Writing or playing video games can you draw? Not well do you play an instrument? I want to learn guitar what was the last concert you saw? Panic! At the Disco with Brittany tea or coffee? Neither Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts? Starbucks do you want to get married? Kinda. I don't know. I'll find out when I get there what is your crush’s first and last initial? P & P are you going to change your last name when you get married? Maybe. Probably. I hated the name 'Dye' for such a long time and wanted nothing more than to change it. Now I don't even know what color looks best on you? Purple in my opinion do you miss anyone right now? I miss Hayden and Britt and Kacie tbh. But there's two others who I miss so much more...I just want them back... do you sleep with your door open or closed? Closed do you believe in ghosts? Yes what is your biggest pet peeve? Walking really slow or stopping in the middle of the path last person you called` My mom favorite ice cream flavor? Wild and Reckless Sherbert regular oreos or golden oreos? Regular chocolate or rainbow sprinkles? Rainbow sprinkles what shirt are you wearing? It's a Beauty and the Beast nightgown what is your phone background? My lockscreen is Sora and Riku from Kingdom Hearts and my home screen is Peter Pan are you outgoing or shy? Fucking shy. Except at Disneyland I seem more outgoing do you like it when people play with your hair? Yes. Very much yes do you like your neighbors? I use too when @exclamation-point lived next to me. Now I don't even know my neighbors do you wash your face? at night? in the morning? I don't ever take care of my body have you ever been high? No have you ever been drunk? I want to be last thing you ate? Disneyland fudge favorite lyrics right now “Every masterpiece I'd write again You'll always be my porcelain I crossed my heart But I stuttered too So truth or dare Was I good to you Haven't had enough of you all to myself Still right beside you In sickness and health For ever after You will be my home And there's no place like home” summer or winter? Honestly neither. Spring. day or night? I feel more scared in the dark, but I like the dark more dark, milk, or white chocolate? Milk chocolate favorite month? April what is your zodiac sign Aries who was the last person you cried in front of? My mom I think. I had a very bad emotional breakdown because I felt like a burden to my friends. It was a very bad time but my mom wouldn't let me runaway so she comfroted me while I broke down

[chara-killer-bear]

ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL ALL

You seriously have no #chill

flower crown: when did you last sing to yourself?

Just a few moments ago tbh–

Since when did I not ever sing to myself–

fairy lights: if a crystal ball could tell you the truth about anything, what would you want to know?

Hmm– Honestly, if Jesus Christ was real or who was the first person to celebrate Valentine’s Day

daisies: what is the greatest accomplishment of your life?

Be alive this far

1975: what is the first happy memory that comes to mind, recent or otherwise?

If I said it, it would be too cheesy~

matte: if you knew that in one year you would die suddenly, would you change anything about the way you are now living?

Basically buy myself an airplane ticket and spend the whole year with the bae :”)

black nail polish: do you have a bucket list? if so, what are the top three things?

- That fancy ass sweater that they keep posting on my dashboard that’s either the one with a little giraffe on the front of the coat or the one where it has cat ears and– just basically look at my wishlist

- A I R P L A N E T I C K E T

- I don’t want too many things tbh– I’m already happy with what I have as long as there’s internet

pantone: describe a person close to your life in detail.

let’s see-

- he the bae

- he’s a big ball of sunshine + cheese

- he’s a huge nerd 

- lowkey kinky 

moodboard: do you feel you had a happy childhood?

Not really??? Considering that I mostly forgot all of my childhood and the only things I remember are random moments in history and the 6th grade incident up to now???

stars: when did you last cry in front of another person?

Honestly last year-

Because around March, on the day when I broke up from ex from hell, hours before the breakup I was a mess, and basically my “mom” witnessed it all as I kept crying on her shoulder–

I guess you can say rainy weather is not my cup of tea because it reminds me so much of that day–

plants: pick a person to stargaze with you and explain why you picked them.

the bae because honestly it’d be a precious moment to share with them uvu

converse: would you ever have a deep conversation with a stranger and open up to them?

nah that’d be weird 

lace: when was your last 3am conversation with someone, and who were they to you?

THE BAE

handwriting: if you were about to die, and you could only say one more sentence to one person, what would you say and to whom?

can I plead the 5th–

cactus: what is your opinion on brown eyes?

Pretty common to see for me, but still beautiful all the same 

sunrise: pick a quote and describe what it means to you personally.

“Women are made of a pancreas, spleen, and something keen.” - English teacher

Honestly it’s because my English teacher submitted himself to the Dating Game with his friends as a joke when he was a teenager but actually got accepted, and the girl in the show asked this question “Girls are made of sugar, spice, and everything nice, but what are women made of?”. The guy in front of him took his answer so at the top of his head he blurted out “Women are made of a pancreas, spleen, and something keen.”

One of his students actually made it their senior quote, so that’s my goal atm :”)

You can watch the video here: https://www.facebook.com/brian.day.902/videos/770963163023707/

oil paints: what would you title the autobiography of your life so far?

“What a Memeingful Life”

overalls: what would you do with one billion dollars?

- go to the bae

- get a cottage in the mountains

combat boots: are you a very forgiving person? do you like being this way?

I’m not even sure myself :”)

winged eyeliner: write a hundred word letter to your twelve year old self.

“a hundred word letter to your twelve year old self”

pastel: would you describe yourself as more punk or pastel?

P A S T E L

tattoos: how do you feel about tattoos and piercings? explain.

what do I use these for

piercings: do you wear a lot of makeup? why/why not?

I wear chapstick every day, and occasionally lipstick, but that’s all the makeup I ever wear.

bands: talk about a song/band/lyric that has affected your life in some way.

J E N N Y B Y S T U D I O K I L L E R S

messy bun: the world is listening. pick one sentence you would tell them.

“JESUS ISN’T WHITE”

cry baby: list the concerts you have been to and talk about how they make you feel.

Can’t really answer that because I never been to a concert :”)

grunge: who in the world would you most like to receive a letter from and what would you want it to say?

honestly the bae or any member of my dad’s side of my family would be nice

space: do you have a desk/workspace and how is it organised/not organised?

Y E S AND IT AIN’T ORGANIZED

white bed sheets: what is your night time routine?

text the bae until I pass out :”)

old books: what’s one thing you don’t want your parents to know?

a whole bunch of things really

beaches: if you had to dye your hair how would you dye/style it and why?

turquoise or light pink streaks at the ends of my hair

eyes: pick five people to go on an excursion with you. who would you pick and where would you go/what would you do?

- Blake

- Jessica

- Carlos

- Glend

- the bae ewe

LET’S GO TO GERMANY

11:11: name three wishes and why you wish for them.

- go to the bae

- happy life

- bae doesn’t die from cancer and lives a long life :”)

painting: what is the best halloween costume you have ever put together? if none, make one up.

MY ZACHARIE COSTUME I PUT A LOT OF EFFORT IN THAT COSTUME

lightning: what’s the worst thing you’ve ever done while drunk or high?

nothing ‘cause I don’t do that shit :”)

thunder: what’s one thing you would never do for one million dollars?

burn a butterfly

storms: you on only listen to one song for the rest of your life, or only see one person for the rest of your life. which and why?

Listen to one song for the rest of my life because I can never really get tired of singing to Caravan Palace Lone Digger :”)

love: have you ever fallen in love? describe what it feels like to realise you’re in love.

P L E A D T H E 5 T H 

clouds: if you’re a boy, would you ever rock black nail polish? if you’re a girl, would you ever rock really really short hair?

honestly, I have never really had short, short hair– So in conclusion, I don’t think I would look good in that style :”)

coffee: what’s your starbucks order, and who would you trust to order for you, if anyone?

CARAMEL FRAPPUCHINO AND ANYONE

marble: what is the most important thing to you in your life right now?

the bae B)

fin.

[tomayto-joe]

Fluffy (Pt6)

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4

Genre: Baby Fluff, Food is mentioned (Cake)

Characters: Reader, J-Hope, Other (there is a fam the reader stays w)

Summary: You’re staying with your friend in Korea! All is well with her and her fam and your best friend until one day your friend’s dad eats the cake you were saving for yourself. This is blasphemous, so you set out to get more cake but wind up running into someone much more sweet, and way more fluffy

Hobi’s baker friend ushers the two of you into the kitchen in the back. It’s the kind of kitchen you’ve seen before in dramas. The ones with those silver, industry styled ovens, grand refrigerators, and shining counters. The ingredients are lined up on a shelf towards the right, all labeled. In front of the ingredients is a decorative box with the word recipes taped to the top. There are tons of pots and pans hanging on racks, of varying sizes. Utensils too, not hanging on the wall but in um, what do you call those? They aren’t boxes but they aren’t bowls either? Those rectangles that hold utensils. You’ll think of the fancy term later. Or maybe you won’t, because you probably won’t remember.

“Wow, how cute.” You say, eyeing a box of frosting tips. One of them is shaped like a baby chick.

“Yes, isn’t it?” The baker says. He tugs out a another box of recipes and passes it to Hobi.

Hobi takes the box and shifts through the tiny pamphlets. You edge closer to him and peer down at the many recipes. The laminated pamphlets reflect the kitchen lights into your eyes as Hobi ticks through them for the perfect cake.

“Well, you two have at it.” The baker friend says, headed for the door. “Try not to make a mess, okay?”

“Okay!” You and Hobi chime.

The doors to the kitchen close, leaving you and Hobi alone as he requested. Thinking of being alone makes you shy and you mosey away from Hobi to prevent these butterflies from spreading. He doesn’t seem to notice, or maybe he does but doesn’t acknowledge it, and he keeps flipping through the pamphlets. He oohs and ahhs several times, and nods his head like he has something. So you approach, peek, and retreat. Only for him to keep flipping.

“Ah, really.” He says, pamphlets folding.

You’re standing awkward by the counter, heart backflipping. Here is this beautiful man who you’ve only seen through the screens, and that one time at that concert in Atlanta when you shook his and all of BTS’s tired, lotion or sweat covered hands for .10 seconds, as they stood a table’s distance across from you. Here he is. Here he is in all his splendor, golden caramel skin, bright, sun shaming eyes, rose colored lips, and fluffy light grapefruit hair. Shoulders wide, arms strengthened, legs toned, and booty close to the peach emoticon, but leaning more towards the tomato if you tilt your head. Right in front of you.

Is life even real? Are you even breathing?

You fan yourself as you start to get hot from the star like radiance he is emitting. Gosh, you’re so in loveee. But no, no. You shake your head. You can’t be in love. He doesn’t know you. You’re two strangers in a kitchen. Calm down. He’s not even looking at you. Oh, God wait, he is. He’s looking at you.

“Why are you standing so far away?” He says. “Don’t you want to pick?”

“Oh yes.” You say, shuffling over to him. “Sorry, I just��”

“You got too shy being near me?” He teases. “You got too shy? I know, I know!”

His eyes light up in an excitement that leads you to a blush he definitely can’t see.

You press your palms up to your cheeks.

“Goosh,” You say, and you want to say no you’re not getting shy over him since he’s being this way, but you can’t hide your feelings, so you just sort of glide the box of recipes out of his hands and run over to the corner you were standing in.

“Jung Hoseok, sir!!” You say, rocking on your feet. We just met, don’t do this to mee! You think.

He laughs. “Okay, okay, I’m sorry. I was only kidding.”

He skips over to you and digs through the box to snatch up whatever pamphlet he lands on. He brings it out and lays it flat. He tilts his head to look into your eyes.

“Are you a fan of BTS?” He asks. “You knew who I was in the street, so you must know right? You even know my name.”

“Yes! I love BTS!” You gush. “I love it so much. You guys are my favorite.”

His smile brightens more than you imagined it could and now maybe you’ll explode. Who knows.

“Really? That’s so great!” He smiles his eyes closed.

Every bit of you wants to pinch his cheeks or something. Personal space though, you know. Because strangers. And respect for others. The obvious.

You glance down at the recipe he chose. It’s a simple white cake with whipped cream frosting, with strawberries and grapes. You can omit the strawberries and grapes, you think. Lucky of him to grab a simple cake without looking. Or maybe he knew?

“It looks good.” You say, turning to him.

His eyes seem to have never left your direction, but they are blank in thought. He comes from those thoughts at your words and shifts his gaze to the pamphlet.

“Oh good.” He says, more calm than he was before.

“Great!” You say, checking his expression.

He seems sort of gone. Did you do something wrong? Is it because you said you were a fan? Does he think you were stalking him? Omg, that’d be horrible. You don’t want him to think you’re like that.

“I ran into you by accident, really.” You say, holding your hands up in defense against an attack on your character that you put into the atmosphere with no help at all. “Please don’t hate me.”

“What are you saying?” Hobi smiles. “I’m the one who ran into you!”

He holds his hand out as if he wants to ruffle your thick, kinky curls, but stops himself and stares ahead. He rubs at the back of his neck and rocks on his feet.

“I was only thinking, oh wow, she knows BTS. You know BTS.” He says.

“Oh, yes, of course!” You say. “I’ve been in the fandom for years now. Not since your debut, I’m sorry, I was rolling in other wonderful groups back then, but soon after your debut I was yours to keep.”

His eyebrows go up.

“Uh ah uh, I mean, like I was a dedicated fan.” You say, waving your hands.

He laughs a smile out.

“Mines to keep?” He hums.

“Ahh!” You grumble, and you grip your head in your hands and run over to where the flour is kept. “Let’s just make the cake already!”

You snatch the flour container from the shelf in all your flurry, and put it down on the counter closest, following it with the sugar, baking soda, and other ingredients that are dry. Hobi is still standing where he was, watching you with a smirk. It is high time to scream and hit the floor because of this, but somehow you manage not to do that. You are amazing at keeping yourself together. Good job, fam. Why is he just watching you though? Shouldn’t he help? It’s because you offered yourself up like a free prize at a convention! That’s why! Arrgh!!

“Stop looking over here!” You say, exasperated. “How can I bake the cake like this!!?”

You probably shouldn’t be screaming like this, but you’re exploding. This is a lot for you to take in. Of course it is. Jung Husband Hoseok is looking at you. This could be an amazing thing and you should kick up the charms and do your best to win his heart, dark kermit you suggests, but regular you is not that cutesy romantic drama girl that you always wish to be. Your magical girl status hasn’t been updated, or at least it doesn’t feel like it, and so you’re standing here spiraling in front of the man you love to life and heaven and back.

He’s not helping. For some reason he seems to be staring into your soul, as if there is a diamond resting inside of you. Or wait...something more valuable than diamonds, um, a giftcard for 500$ to Starbucks...yes, that works. He’s staring at you like you’re about to be the key to his existence, (whoa, that takes you to that W drama, aimirite?, shoot), and he wants to unlock the door pronto.

Okay. You might be exaggerating. He could just be wondering why you’re yelling at him and on the brink of extinction from his presence. If only he’d speak. Or try to make the cake with you, you know? Anything but the staring with the gorgeous eyes and melting you.

“Sorry,” Hobi says, after a century of shaking you up, “I can’t help but wonder a lot since you said you know BTS. For example, what’s your favorite song, and...and who’s your favorite member?” His eyes perk up. “It’s me, right?”

You blink in his direction.

His eyelids fold a bit and his lips hit that signature pout.

“Probably not, right?” he nods to himself with no one approving, “Jimin, right? Jimin is a cutie! My little cutie! Or maybe V? Jin Hyung? JungKookie? Namjoonie? Whoa...Suga hyung!? Me??”

Your mouth drops and you clam it shut. Is he kidding? You can’t even tell anymore. Are y’all gonna make this cake or nah? Because soon the flower might be getting thrown everywhere as you can’t really take this. Your heart may beat out of your chest soon.

Yeah, no stuff you love Jiminnies and Vivi, and Kookie, and Shugas and Namjoons and JinJins. They’re your babies. You can’t help but love them all. That’s the fam right there, the one true squad of all squads. The hug it out til the end, call each other out, drink that tea Bangtan Crew. Ya, you lub them. But as for your favorite member? Your one true bae? Should you scream his name again or…???

I love you! You don’t shout.

“We should make the cake, I think.” You say.

“Oh right.” He says, spinning towards the counter. He spins right back. “You know how to do that right?”

You stare at him some more.

He bats his eyes.

“Yesss,” You say.

TBC

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[anonymousmuscle-blog]

So...what happens after?

I’m in such a drilled, focused, motivated mind-set at the moment. Every hour of every day is planned and set out to make sure I get the most out of my day and make it as productive as possible. But I have some amazing plans for when this is over. It’s not just this competition that will be ending, my university exams also fall on the same week so it really will be the most important and stressful week of the year.  Saturday night my plan is to have a huge meal out with my girlfriend, mum, dad, sister, grandma (burgers and milkshakes me thinks J ) and then Sunday and Monday will be the definition of CHILL. I plan on eating what I want, start ticking some items off my food cravings list (forcing my girlfriend to eat them all with me haha) and visit V-Revs (a vegan junk food café in Manchester) because WOW… the food looks awesome there….  But after I hit the overly anticipated food coma, put on about 5 stone and realise I can’t live my life like this every day (lol) I plan on getting back into the gym, probably still weight training the same amount of times maybe a day extra but definitely not as much cardio as I’m doing right now. Cardio will become my arch nemesis haha. IF I decide to do cardio it’ll probably be either a) to help reverse my body into a stable diet slowly b) to make sure I don’t turn into a fatty OR c) I’ll feel too bad for eating like a pig lol.  With regards to the gym, this journey is purely about looks and preparing my physique for a  competition state. So after this I’m going to switch my goals towards putting on lean mass and get into strength training. It will be good because my diet will change, my goals will change, my techniques and training plans will change and overall it will be mentally healthy to be able to change directions, keep things new and allow myself to try a different route in the gym. I’m excited J.  With regards to my plans…..OMG my plans for the next couple of months are looking UNREAL!!! 2 weeks after my show I’m heading down to Birmingham with my dad to go to the BodyPower Expo (still deciding whether I should have bought a Sunday ticket as well as a Saturday ticket). I’ll meet all the people who inspire me and motivate me in the fitness industry, hear some quality talks from vegan and ethical companies and hopefully get some awesome photos! The weekend AFTER I’m planning on taking a trip to Amsterdam with my best bud. He’s never been before so I’m going to show him how beautiful and simply amazing the place is.  The week/weekend AFTER that I’m moving into my girlfriends for a few days. She will still have university work to do but I’ll be at work in the day so we’ll both be working and then be able to have the rest of the day to enjoy the sun, have vegan BBQ’s, go on Starbucks drives and just Netflix n chilllllll.  AND THAT’S JUST MAY.  June is my baby’s birthday and then BAM BAM BAM BAM……me and my girl will be travelling Asia and Indonesia for 3 weeksJ J I’M SO EXCITED FOR THIS OMG!!!!!! July were setting off for 2 weeks travelling the North, Centre and South of Thailand. We’ll be going island hopping, eating exotic food, going on forest treks, drinking smoothies on beaches, waking up to nature….ahhhhh. Then we’re flying to BALI for a week where we’ll be taking day trips to different areas and exploring the beautiful country and mainly just relaxing on white sandy beaches and soaking up that vitamin D.  And then when we return I’m moving in with bae for 2 whole fucking weeks J. This means more eating, chilling, being together and simply enjoying life. In those two weeks I’m also moving houses!  I am so so buzzing for the next couple of months, so much preparation and stress for the first bit BUT… it’ll alllll be worth it. I’m so grateful for being healthy, being able to do these adventures and life journeys, being fortunate enough to have a partner who’s doing this all with me, grateful for living every day and being able to have these future plans and a mind-set of wanting the best in life.  Let’s keep being grateful for every day and remember what you have right now might be someone’s goal. So don’t take things for granted and be happy every day that you live a healthy life J.  Peace,  Anonymous Muscle

[kslamz]

ALL Plssssss

fuck dude ok only because i literally have nothing better to do

1. Who was the last person you held hands with? lol my neighbor from my vacation home

2. Are you outgoing or shy? shy but I'm great at faking that I’m outgoing

3. Who are you looking forward to seeing? my friends emma & holly

4. Are you easy to get along with? i like to think i am

5. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you? i don’t like anyone

6. What kind of people are you attracted to? people who don’t want anything to do with me

7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now? probably not

8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind? my neighbor from my vacation home

9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable? no unless it’s with my mom

10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with? my therapist but idk if that counts so my neighbor from my vacation home

11. What does the most recent text that you sent say? add me on house party 

12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now? light san holo, let you go the chainsmokers, call on me starley, bounce back big sean, erase your social lil uzi vert

13. Do you like it when people play with your hair? fuck yes

14. Do you believe in luck and miracles? yeah

15. What good thing happened this summer? my relationship with my ex

16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again? oh god no

17. Do you think there is life on other planets? yeah of course

18. Do you still talk to your first crush? no

19. Do you like bubble baths? fuck yea

20. Do you like your neighbors? in miami no, in my beach house sure

21. What are you bad habits? putting myself last

22. Where would you like to travel? the bahamas would be great

23. Do you have trust issues? yea

24. Favorite part of your daily routine? showering

25. What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with? my thighs or stomach

26. What do you do when you wake up? masturbate

27. Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker? darker

28. Who are you most comfortable around? myself

29. Have any of your ex’s told you they regret breaking up? no

30. Do you ever want to get married? yes ma'am 

31. If your hair long enough for a pony tail? yet

32. Which celebrities would you have a threesome with? gigi hadid and megan fox

33. Spell your name with your chin. kattfrfhbas

34. Do you play sports? What sports? netflix

35. Would you rather live without TV or music? TV

36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them? duh

37. What do you say during awkward silences? i ask about school or their kids if they’re an adult

38. Describe your dream girl/guy? good listener, funny, loyal, likes girls, good in bed, clingy in a good way, won’t fuck me over

39. What are your favorite stores to shop in? urban outfitters and victorias secret omg

40. What do you want to do after high school? I am out of high school and i took a semester of college and today i just dropped out

41. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance? fuck no

42. If your being extremely quiet what does it mean? I'm thinking, I'm sad, I'm mad, I'm hungry, or I'm uncomfortable

43. Do you smile at strangers? yea why not

44. Trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean? space duh

45. What makes you get out of bed in the morning? my parents lol

46. What are you paranoid about? never finding anyone that gets me

47. Have you ever been high? yes

48. Have you ever been drunk? yes

49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about? yep lmao

50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore? black

51. Ever wished you were someone else? all the time

52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself? my looks

53. Favourite makeup brand? too faced

54. Favourite store? victoria’s secret!!

55. Favourite blog? mine ;-)

56. Favourite color? blue

57. Favourite food? nutella omg

58. Last thing you ate? a salad 

59. First thing you ate this morning? a starbucks panini 

60. Ever won a competition? For what? not any i can come up with on the top of my head

61. Been suspended/expelled? For what? no

62. Been arrested? For what? no

63. Ever been in love? yes

64. Tell us the story of your first kiss? i asked a guy if he wanted to smoke with me at a party and he kissed me

65. Are you hungry right now? no

66. Do you like your tumblr friends more than your real friends? i don't really know anyone on tumblr lol

67. Facebook or Twitter? twitter

68. Twitter or Tumblr? tumblr

69. Are you watching tv right now? no

70. Names of your best friends? gabi, kat, emma, holly, katie, my dog

71. Craving something? What? someone who cares lol

72. What colour are your towels? white

72. How many pillows do you sleep with? two!

73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals? jes

74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have? at least 50 omg

75. Favourite animal? puppies!

76. What colour is your underwear? red

77. Chocolate or Vanilla? chocolate

78. Favourite ice cream flavor? phish food is da shit

79. What colour shirt are you wearing? none

80. What colour pants? black

81. Favourite tv show? the walking dead prob

82. Favourite movie? why him, crazy stupid love, or palo alto

83. Mean Girls or Mean Girls 2? numbaaa 1 duh

84. Mean Girls or 21 Jump Street? 21 jump street 

85. Favourite character from Mean Girls? regina george is bae

86. Favourite character from Finding Nemo? crush the turtle

87. First person you talked to today? my dad

88. Last person you talked to today? my mom

89. Name a person you hate? myself

90. Name a person you love? myself

91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now? yes

92. In a fight with someone? yeaaaaaa always

93. How many sweatpants do you have? so many

94. How many sweaters/hoodies do you have? like 15

95. Last movie you watched? some war movie my brother made me watch

96. Favourite actress? jennifer lawrence is bae

97. Favourite actor?  liam neeson is AMAZING

98. Do you tan a lot? occasionally 

99. Have any pets? yessss 2 dogs, 2 cats, a fish, and a bearded dragon

100. How are you feeling? tired

101. Do you type fast? jes

102. Do you regret anything from your past? of course

103. Can you spell well?  ye

104. Do you miss anyone from your past? of course

105. Ever been to a bonfire party? yes! love them

106. Ever broken someone’s heart? i don't think so

107. Have you ever been on a horse? yes i love horsies 

108. What should you be doing? showering

109. Is something irritating you right now? hell yes omg

110. Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt? happens every time

111. Do you have trust issues? yes yes yes

112. Who was the last person you cried in front of? my mom

113. What was your childhood nickname? kslay is my high school nickname 

114. Have you ever been out of your province/state? yeeeee

115. Do you play the Wii? not anymore :(

116. Are you listening to music right now? no

117. Do you like chicken noodle soup? yes

118. Do you like Chinese food? fuck yes

119. Favourite book? every day by david leviathan 

120. Are you afraid of the dark? kinda

121. Are you mean? sometimes 

122. Is cheating ever okay? no

123. Can you keep white shoes clean? sometimes

124. Do you believe in love at first sight? idk it’s never happened to me 

125. Do you believe in true love? i would like to

126. Are you currently bored? yes

127. What makes you happy? my dog

128. Would you change your name? yeah

129. What your zodiac sign? leo baby

130. Do you like subway? no

131. Your bestfriend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? this is my current situation and i just dipped

132. Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? my neighbor from my vacation home

133. Favourite lyrics right now? “I'm tired of feeling like I'm fucking crazy” by ma girl Lana

134. Can you count to one million? probably 

135. Dumbest lie you ever told? “i don't care”

136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed? closed

137. How tall are you? 5″6

138. Curly or Straight hair? wavy!

139. Brunette or Blonde? both

140. Summer or Winter? winter

141. Night or Day? night

142. Favourite month? december rocks

143. Are you a vegetarian? nah

144. Dark, milk or white chocolate? dark or milk

145. Tea or Coffee? bothhhhhhh

146. Was today a good day? no

147. Mars or Snickers? snickers

148. What’s your favourite quote? idk

149. Do you believe in ghosts? yé

150. Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page? no