#then my brother wants me to go to his friendsgiving but if i go his friends will be like 'so what are you up to'

[youremyonlyhope]

Me: *Feels slightly good about something in my life* Life: Hmm. Nope. *Reminds me of things I should have been a part of but aren't* Me: ...Thanks.

[novvabee]

And They Were Roommates pt.10

summary: friendsgiving, you meet all the slytherins, this kinda doesn't contain a lot, just meeting new characters and wholesome interactions, i might make a part two to this lmao

cw: casual drinking? firewhisky is mentioned but you can interpret it in any way you want really

word count: 2.1k

“Stop that, Siri,” you scolded, swatting at his hand, “It’ll never boil if you keep stirring it.”

You were at the stove, boiling water for potatoes, or trying to at least. Sirius, bless him, wanted to help out, but he was really just in the way if not a downright hazard in the kitchen. 

“You told me to boil and stir, those are my duties and I take them very seriously.” He said with a chuckle at the last part. You rolled your eyes and scooted him out of the way.

You had already baked a lovely cake, and helped James cook some chicken and pasta, the last thing you had to make were the mashed potatoes. Remus had cooked up some veggies and was storing them in the warmer.

About a week ago, you suggested a “friendsgiving” to the boys. They had no idea what you were talking about, staring at you and blinking blankly as you explained the concept. You just wanted to have your friends over, all under one roof, and eat yummy food and play fun games. It sounded easy, in theory, but it turned out to be a lot more work than you were expecting, especially since one of the three boys could not cook to save his life. You decided to put Sirius in charge of drinks and entertainment and that appeased him. 

The house was a rush for a couple days, you all decorated and figured out recipes you were going to make for the whole group. Then there was the inviting everyone and setting a time that everyone was available. It was like herding cats.

Your friends, Mary, Lily, and Marlene, were all easy. They communicated and organized and everything went off without a hitch. But Sirius wanted to invite his brother and some friends that you had yet to meet and they seemed…. Well a little less communicative and organized, but that was apparently very normal for them, none of the boys were upset by it.

“Remus,” you called into the other room. The tall boy appeared on the doorway in an instant. “Would you please help me finish the food?” you asked sweetly, batting your lashes to really drive it home.

Remus smirked and rolled his eyes. “Only if I have to.” he replied jokingly.

Sirius whined from beside you where Remus was now moving him out of the way. “Well what am I supposed to do?” he said, pushing out his bottom lip in a fake pout.

You looked at him and smiled, knowing his antics, he was only wanting to stay in the kitchen so he could “test” everything you were making. “Why don't you help James?” you suggested. James was in the living room, setting up some fall-ish decor which included strings of leaves he found outside. He claimed the colors were too pretty to be left out in the cold, so he hung them up insead. It was cute. 

Sirius huffed and exited the kitchen. You continued on cooking, a little faster and more efficient now that Remus was actually helping you. It was a little while later, as you were finishing up, you heard some muffled arguing in the other room. You and Remus gave each other a confused look, then went to go and see what all the commotion was.

You entered the living room and it was completely transformed into a fall wonderland. There were strings of leaves hung up across the ceiling, carved little woodland creatures strewn about, candles lit everywhere, and a fire stoked in the fireplace. The room had a warm glow to it. You stood there in awe, taking it all in. Maybe you should put Sirius on decorating duty more often.

“How did you do all this? And.. you were in here for like ten minutes, how?” you asked, still in shock.

Sirius smirked at you. “Magic,” he drawled, shoving what looked like one of the decorative sticks into his back pocket. James shook his head at Sirius, and Remus coughed from beside you. You couldn’t believe it, he and James must have worked really fast. 

Your attention was drawn to the door, hearing a knock and some cheerful chatter. You smiled, instantly knowing who it was.

You opened the door and were met with the sight of Mary, Lily, and Marlene, all holding dishes they made.

“Hello love!” Mary sang, kissing you on the cheek before stepping inside. You hugged both Marlene and Lily and let them in as well. 

“I can’t believe you actually live with them,” Marlene said to you while handing her dish off to James. “I mean, if you ever need an escape, just let me know and you can come stay with me instead.” she said, conspiring against her friends.

You laughed but answered, “I like it here, the boys are lovely.”

Marlene blinked at you in shock. “The boys? Lovely?” 

“They better be,” Lily chimed in, glaring at both Sirius and James.

The latter held his hands up in defense as the former confirmed “We’ve been on our best behavior.” 

All of you settled in, the girls leaving their dishes on the long table that James had somehow conjured up early this morning. You all found space on the couches or chairs or just on the carpeted floor. Conversation was lively, they all were recounting stories about their school days. 

You learned a little bit more about the boys through the eyes of the girls. Apparently Remus was known as sort of a “casanova” in their years at school, James and Sirius got detention every day for three months but were able to sweet talk their way out of it after only a week, and that they had once set a fire in their common room.

“It was small!” James defended himself and his friends. “And we put it out eventually, didn't we?”

“Yes, because I supplied the water!” Lily laughed, making the rest of the room chuckle along with her.

“What about you, Y/N? You have any harrowing tales from school?” Mary asked.

You shook your head and let your gaze fall to the floor. “I was way too shy to do anything bad or adventurous in school.” you supplied.

“You never got into trouble?” James asked. “Not even once?”

“I mean…Not for anything like setting a common room on fire.” you shot back at him, jokingly. James smiled at you, the perfect, warm smile that he often reserved only for you. The type of smile that would instantly heat your face.

You were grateful for the knock at the door, taking the attention away from you and your growing blush.

Sirius jumped up and raced to the door, opening it to reveal a boy you had yet to meet. He looked almost exactly like Sirius, the only differences were his shorter hair and his sharper features, almost cat like.

“Reggie!” Sirius exclaimed, wrapping his arms around him in a tight hug. The boy stiffened a bit but pat Sirius on the back. "You didn’t make anything?”

The boy furrowed his eyebrows. “Why would I make anything? Can’t we just-”

“Regulus! It’s been too long” Mary called out, skipping up to him and hugging him as well.

“Where are the other two?” James asked.

The boy shrugged. “Honestly I don’t know, I told them I was leaving at 5:00 and for them to be in the car. I left at 5:00.” he said plainly, making James chuckle.

“And they weren't in the car?” James asked again.

“They were not in the car.” The boy confirmed smiling slightly, just the corners of his mouth, but somehow it lit his face up entirely. He turned to you, looking you up and down. “Hello, I’m Regulus.”

“Hi, I’m Y/N.” you said, giving him a small wave. “I’m their new roommate.” you explained, nodding your head to where James stood beside you.

“Oh right, Sirius mentioned you,” he said. You couldn’t really get a read on him, didn’t know if he liked you or not, if he was friendly or not.

You were saved by Marlene inserting herself into the conversation by asking, “So Reggie, uh, do you know who else is coming?”

Regulus turned his attention to her and smirked. He raised his eyebrows and said, “Oh yeah, Pandora is coming. Can’t wait to see her.” He smiled at her like he knew something, like he was onto some game she might be playing.

“Cool, yeah! Love Pandora. I’m, uh, excited to see her too.” she said quickly, then walked away. Regulus and James laughed.

There was another knock on the door, Sirius again opened it and revealed two girls standing side by side. One with dark brown hair and the coolest clothes you had ever seen, the other with blonde hair and an eccentric aura around her. The blonde was holding a tray of baked goods and the brunette was holding some sort of bottle.

They said their hellos to everyone before the blonde stopped right in front of you. “You must be Y/N! It is so lovely to meet you. I am excited to get to know you more, I’m Pandora by the way.” she said in an airy type of voice. She seemed sweet, kind. You were excited to get to know her more too.

“Yeah, nice to meet you too.” you said.

“I made pumpkin pasties, I hope that's alright with you.” she said, motioning with the tray in her hands.

“Oh, uh, yeah that’s great, thank you so much.” you started, “I’ve never had one before so, I’m happy to try one!” you finished, trying your best to match her cheeriness.

“Never had a pumpkin pasty?” she asked, cocking her head to the side. “They are practically all I would eat when I was at-”

“I’ll take that.” Remus interjected, taking the tray gently from her hands.

“Oh Remus! How have you been? I was wondering about…” she started, getting distracted from you and following Remus into the kitchen. 

The other girl now stood in front of you. “Hey, I’m Dorcas.” she said. (you noticed Marlene blushing in the corner, eyeing her. Is this who she was hoping would show up…)

“Hi, I’m Y/N,” you repeated to her. “Nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you too,” she echoed the formality. “So… you’re living here now? With them?” she nodded to Remus and James in the kitchen.

“Yeah,” you said, nodding.

She handed you the bottle in her hand. “This is for you, I think it may come in handy living with that bunch.” she laughed, her voice smooth and soft. “It’s whiskey.”

You giggled and thanked her, taking the bottle. “Drinks, anyone?” you asked, raising the bottle up for all to see. There was an assortment of yes’s and agreements. You made your way to the kitchen to start handing out drinks.

Everyone was mingling and drinking, making their way to the table. You sat between Remus and Dorcas, talking to her about clothes and jewelry. She was wearing some of the coolest rings you had ever seen and you needed to know where she got them. “Oh here,” she said, handing you one you had asked about.

“W-what no. I couldn’t” you stuttered, shocked that she would be willing to give it up. Like she had known you for years, like you were sisters sharing clothes. 

“No, don't worry about it, think about it like a house warming present or something.” she explained, popping the ring  on the placemat in front of you. “Besides, I like making my own rings, I can always make another.”

You thought right then that she may be the coolest girl you had ever met.

There was yet another knock at the door. “Late as always!” Mary sang from the other side of the table, making the room laugh. Pandora was the one who jumped from her seat and made for the door. 

“Evan!” you heard her call out. She re-entered the room with two boys behind her. The first boy was tall, almost as tall as Remus, and blonde like Pandora. The other was slightly shorter and had green streaks dyed into his black hair. The second boy was holding a pie.

“I told you I was leaving at 5:00” Regulus muttered from one of the heads of the table.

“We made a pie.” the one with the green streaks said, extending out the pie he was holding.

Lily crossed her arms over her chest and raised a brow “you made a pie?” she said with an accusatory tone.

The green haired boy smiled. “We bought a pie, and the pie is here.”

You stood and walked up to the two new boys. You introduced yourself and took the pie, telling them to follow you to the kitchen so they could grab drinks as well.

“I never thought the day would come when I would be jealous of the marauders.” you heard the green haired boy, whose name you learned was Barty, mumble to the tall blonde boy, whose name was Evan, Pandora’s twin brother.

so this one was so fun to write even though nothing really happened, I just like to flesh out all their personalities kinda... idk. also there is so much magic in this one if you're looking for it. I do wanna do a pt.10 pt.2 lmao but that is so silly

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[johanna-swann]

Okay, but how about an angsty thanksgiving intervention? They have a friendsgiving thingy a couple of days before or after the actual holiday at the Madney house. I imagine Maddie, Chim, Hen, Karen, all their kids and Buck are there. Eddie is in El Paso for the holiday and Bobby and Athena are busy with something else, idk. (I feel like having Bobby there would prevent a lot of the drama, so for reasons he can't be there.)

But Chimney (with Maddie's approval) also invites Tommy - except Tommy doesn't know this is a family event [tm], he thinks Chim just invited him over to hang out. Drink some beer, watch a movie maybe.

And Tommy thinks: "I should probably go, Howie's been my friend for almost 20 years now. I can handle hanging out with an old friend for a night, even if he happens to me ex's brother-in-law. It'll be good for me." But he's completely and utterly unprepared and not ready to run into Buck again so soon, much less in a context that oh so loudly screams "family" and thus represents everything Tommy always wanted and never had. It's an ocean's worth of salt in a fresh wound.

Buck on the other hand doesn't know Tommy's coming to the friendsgiving either. He just prepared a shit ton of food and figured spending time with his family will be a good distraction from the break-up. He hasn't hung out with Hen and Karen in a while and he's looking forward to having all the kids around. Who can mope about a stupid ex when the noise is drowned out by giggling and laughing children running around?

Chim and Maddie hoped that their plan might help Buck and Tommy to at least find some closure or maybe even get them talking to each other again. Either way, at least everyone gets a good, home-cooked meal and some quality time with friends out of it, right?

But then they're suddenly and unexpectedly confronted with each other when neither of them is ready. Buck has barely begun to even process the break-up. Let's be honest, the baking thing has been more of a distraction from thinking about Tommy than a coping mechanism to work through his feelings. He's still a little bit in denial and Tommy crashing his safe-space catapults him into the anger/depression stage.

Tommy could've dealt with a movie night with Chim, could've even coped with having Maddie and Jee-Yun there, but an entire ass family holiday? Avoiding eye contact, forcing smiles, faking normal for hours while pretending he isn't still putting the pieces of his own heart back together? Knowing he will go home alone with the fresh reminder of what he will never truly have and get to keep?

So Tommy awkwardly excuses himself and maybe Buck throws in a bitter: "Yeah, leave. You're good at that." And maybe in an attempt to de-escalate - or at least move the escalation out of earshot from the kids - Maddie suggests they talk outside. But outside they just stare at each other, not knowing what to say. Tommy apologises again, saying he'll just leave and let Buck enjoy the evening.

"It's fine", Buck says: "I think I'll leave too, actually." And Tommy lays into him about how he shouldn't spend the holiday alone when he can just go back inside and be with his family, he shouldn't be sitting in his empty loft when he could play with Jee-Yun or catch up with Karen instead.

Buck finally gets angry about what happened, but he hasn't put his thoughts in order yet, can't put into words what he feels yet. He also feels ambushed and a wee bit manipulated. So he just bites out: "Oh right, I forgot. You're the expert on what I should and shouldn't be doing. God forbid I decide for myself what I want", walks over to his car and drives off.

Tommy sits in his car for a little bit, then he goes home too. Maddie and Chimney feel bad. After they tried to encourage Buck to move on a bit too soon, they overcorrected in the opposite direction and it blew up in their faces. Maddie tries to call Buck, but he's turned off his phone. Chimney tries to reach out to Tommy, but his text sits there delivered, unread and stays unanswered.

Tommy ends up sitting on his couch, crying and staring at the tv which he hasn't even bothered to turn on and Buck spends hours pacing in his kitchen, alternating between wanting to yell at Tommy for breaking up with him in the first place and deleting his number so he'll never even be tempted to talk to him again.

So they all end up spending the friendsgiving evening in varying degrees of misery.

(Maddie, Chimney and Buck patch things up almost immediately. They bring him breakfast the next morning and apologise for springing this on him without warning. He accepts the apology, he knows they meant well and it was actually a nice thing that they tried to include Tommy despite the break-up. He wants Tommy to be happy. Really, he wants Tommy to find whatever he thinks Buck couldn't give him. He hopes Tommy one day finds a man who won't make him run the opposite direction. He wants Tommy to feel good about himself and to have a life full of friends and family and people who he can call his. Eventually. Right now, he admits, he selfishly wants Tommy to feel a bit shit. He hopes Tommy is hurting at least as much as he is. He hopes Tommy's favourite basketball team loses every game of the season. He hopes one of Tommy's coworkers says the q-word and jinxes them for a full 24 hours shift. Buck doesn't know when he started crying, but Chim and Maddie are there for him and they spend most of the day together.)

(Chimney also apologises to Tommy. They don't really talk about it, Tommy doesn't want to. He'd rather listen to Howie gush about becoming a dad again, talk about the next pick-up game and ignore the elephant in the room. It's easy to slip back into the casual friendship, the conversations that are full of movie dialogues and references, the bragging and comparing of batshit calls they've worked in the past 20 years. They don't hang out at Howie's house, they either go to Tommy's or meet at a bar. But Tommy is relieved he at least got to keep this.)

(Buck and Tommy run into each other again a few weeks later. It's the second christmas day, Buck is invited to hang out with the Diaz family. Christopher has agreed to come to LA for a week - a trial run of sorts to help him and Eddie figure out what comes next - and they're all going to spend the day at tía Pepa's. Buck is picking up some groceries on his way there and who does he meet in the canned foods isle? Buck doesn't really know what comes over him, but he suggest they should hang out together while Chris and Eddie are here. All four of them. Eddie was Tommy's friend before they ever went out after all and so was Chimney. Plus, they're all firefighters. They're bound to run into each other again sooner or later, it'd be childish to be hung up on the past. Tommy says yes.)

(They start talking to each other more after that. Not very often, not consistently, not about their break-up. But they talk. It starts with texting and hanging out in group settings. Then the phone calls start. At first just small ones, "it'll be quicker than texting" calls, "I'm ellbows deep in foccacia dough" and "broke my hand on call yesterday, so quite literally can't text" calls. Then they start hanging out one on one again. Neither of them has ever stayed friends with an ex before. Is it supposed to feel like this? Is Tommy's laugh still supposed to make Buck's heart skip a beat like this? Is Evan's soft smile still supposed to melt Tommy's insides like this?)

(They get back together in March. It's not preceded by a big and dramatic event. There's no "life or death" situation, no traumatic incident to make them realise that "tomorrow isn't promised, no awkward jealousy over a new partner. It's just another movie nigh. Buck falls asleep with his head on Tommy's shoulder and Tommy doesn't even think about it before running his fingers through Evan's curls. Buck wakes up as the credits start rolling. He shifts a little, looks up at Tommy, but he doesn't move away. The kiss is soft and chaste and they leave it at that one kiss. Buck doesn't move to the bedroom with Tommy, but he does crash on Tommy's couch. They talk in the morning. They talk about being all in but taking it slow anyway, they talk about crushes and admiration and love and the difference between all three, they finally talk about the break-up. They keep it a secret for a little while. Call it precaution or payback for Chimney's attempt at meddling.)

(They make it three weeks. Then Tommy surprises Buck at his loft and they forget that not only was Eddie supposed to come over, Eddie also has his own key. They never live it down for as long as they're alive.)

[orphicdreamers-wp]

When You Know You Know — Quinn Hughes

Summary; In which you, Quinn and your loved ones recount the early days of your relationship

Content Warning: wedding ceremony inaccuracies, fluff

You laughed into your palms as Jack took the microphone and grinned sheepishly, “Hey guys! I’m Jack, the cooler of Quinn’s brothers.” You turned to your husband, “How bad are we expecting this to turn out?” Quinn laughed, “Almost as bad as Trevor standing up after the minister said ‘speak now or forever hold your peace’ and saying ‘don’t nobody say nothing’.” Jack grinned as you turned to face you and his brother, “I have one text from a Quinn Hughes, dated December 9th 2018. Jack no joke, I just met my wife. She’s perfect.”

Jack turned to face your wedding guests, “It should be noted that the first two weeks of December that year there was a horrendous snow storm in Vancouver so I initially didn’t believe him. Until he FaceTimed me the next day trekking through the snow holding a bouquet of lavenders that was bigger than his head, which is ideally a huge thing of flowers. He told me he was going to meet a girl for dinner. He called me again the next day, this time he was demanding to speak to our mom to learn how to make pasta as he was having someone over for dinner.”

Jack’s story earned laughs from the guests. Jack smiled at you and Quinn as he continued, “This continued through the remainder of December and the majority of January. It was nearing a month he’d been needing dating advice. So he called me once again trekking through the snow, but that time he wasn’t alone.” Jack turned to face you with a smile, “I was complaining about whatever stupid crap a 17 year old boy would. And then I saw Quinn get pelted in the face with a snowball. Then I heard Y/N squeal as she and Quinn ran through the snow covered streets of Vancouver throwing snowballs at each other and giggling.”

You laughed softly as you melted into your husbands side into a warm embrace, “I quickly learned that Y/N was perfect for my brother which was unexpected because Y/N is classy, kind and beautiful and Quinn is not. But after meeting her I have never had to question or wonder if my brother made the right choice. Because from the moment I met her, Y/N has shown nothing but grace, love and support for not just Quinn but my entire family. I could not be more proud to say, welcome to the family sis.” Your eyes welled with tears as you stood to go hug Jack, “I always wanted a little brother to annoy.” Jack smiled as he hugged you, “I always wanted a sister.”

You returned to your seat next to your husband as your best friend, Gracie stood up with the microphone, “I hold here a hot pink notebook sheet of paper dated April 13th 2006, it reads ‘GG I have a secret. I have to tell someone so your my friend now that I told you. Mrs Tkachuck’s son is cute. He is always skating at recess. I think he has really nice hair, maybe my husband will too. Anyways I got peanut butter sandwiches for lunch what did you get?’ This was the first note I ever received.”

You covered your face with your hands as you heard your husband whisper, “Please tell me it wasn’t Brady.” You laughed as Gracie continued, “The boy in the note did have really nice hair. Matthew Tkachuck everyone. That note would be seen as two 7 year old girls agreeing that a 9 year old was cute and bonding over lunch. But for me that singular note written in real glitter pen by the 7 year old who had no friends because she didn’t let anyone say anything mean to her. You, Y/N changed my life at just 7 years old.”

Quinn squeezed your hand reassuringly as you blinked back soft tears as Gracie continued, “You wouldn’t know this, because I never told you. But on Friendsgiving in 2018, when I pulled the longer side of the wishbone. I wished for you to find someone who would alter your life the way you altered mine. And then 13 days later I got a voicemail from you at 3 am. You had claimed you found the love of your life and his name was win. I unanimously decided that his name probably wasn’t actually win but more likely Quinn.”

You felt your gaze soften as Quinn pressed a kiss to your temple as your best friend finished her speech, “To my beautiful, perfect, amazing and wonderful best friend. To the rest of your life with a guy who treks through the snow a day after meeting you. PS your husband did end up having good hair.” You and Quinn erupted into soft giggles as you looked at each other. You smiled up at Quinn, “I so would have written love notes to you in teal glitter pens.” Quinn laughed, “I would trek through a million snowstorms to bring you flowers.”

You melted into a kiss as your mother in law took the stage, “My biggest baby. In your entire life I have only seen you love three things. Your family, hockey and the beautiful woman that is sitting next to you. And none of those things are in order. From the moment I met Y/N it was clear to me that you loved her more than anything else in the world. It’s in the eyes. You, Quinn Hughes have very telling eyes. I could tell by your eyes when you pushed Jack face first down a slide when you were 5 and he was 3. I knew from the look in your eyes the first time you snuck out. And I knew when I saw your eyes light up when Y/N offered to take Jack and Luke to hockey practice so me and your father could have a break.”

Ellen continued as she smiled at you, “I knew that you were long gone, there was no coming back. You were head over heels for her and honestly I think I was a little bit as well. For as long as I remember you and your brothers never liked each others friends or associates. Don’t get me started on girlfriends. But Jack and Luke came home and would not shut up about how much they liked Y/N. I knew then that she was perfect for you and she fit like a missing puzzle piece of our family. So it didn’t come as a shock to me when you called me less than a year later asking me to help you pick out engagement rings.”

Your jaw dropped, you hadn’t known that Quinn had thought about marrying you so quickly. Ellen smiled at you and her eldest son, “To my beautiful son and his even more beautiful wife. Watching you two navigate life together has been one of the most gracious gifts I’ve ever received.” You smiled warmly at your mother in law as you rested your head on your husbands shoulder, “So I’m picking up on the fact that apparently everyone around us including us knew from the beginning of our relationship that we’d end up here. Is it just me?” Quinn kissed your cheek, “Nope, definitely not just you.”

[mikewheeleranti]

hogwarts legacy characters as tropes

includes: sebastian sallow, ominis gaunt, garreth weasley, amit thakkar

a/n: to the sebastian sallow stans, i'm gonna SPARE you. in this, anne is fine and he doesn't get into the dark arts.

sebastian sallow:

found family/friends to lovers

when you came to hogwarts, you came lonely. when you looked around after getting sorted into your house, everyone was sitting with somebody they knew, chatting away. planning to walk out, you're stopped short when a girl with short brown hair leaves her table to comes up to you. "hi, i'm anne! i couldn't help but notice you didn't have somewhere to sit, come by me and my brother, if you want to."

oh pls after that it was history, anne wasn't letting you go

ever since that dinner with anne and her twin, sebastian, in first year you were done for. sebastian's freckles and the way he blushed lightly in embarrassment when his sister would tease him for something made you swoon. ominis and anne taunted you about this endlessly, making you hide your face every time without fail.

anne definitely set you two up

anne told you many times that he did, in fact, like you back but it was hard to believe. he treated you like a normal friend, and those times you caught him staring at you he was just zoning out. so, pushing your feelings aside, you got ready to go to hogsmeade with anne, ominis, and sebastian. it took you and sebastian 15 minutes at honeydukes to realize the other 2 weren't coming. at the end of the day, you had confessed after you spilled butterbeer on his white shirt. "shit, im sorry! merlin, this is embarrassing. spilling a drink on the guy you like.." yea if u think you've seen him red you hadn't until that day.

you alr know those friendsgivings HIT

thanksgiving at hogwarts always made you a bit homesick, that feeling didn't come in 7th year with your "family." coming back to the slytherin common room after dinner, you stayed up all night talking with sebastian, who coincidentally got plastered with anne that night. " 'm gonna marry you one day" as he rested his head on your chest and dozed off, leaving your heart racing.

ominis gaunt:

forbidden romance

ominis' family would not approve of you, that is something he knew for a fact. his family was cold, distant, and in his eyes, evil. when he was younger, he would fantasize about escaping with his aunt, noctua gaunt, and moving somewhere far way. that wasn't possible anymore, but he still had you. you were his safe space, his place of hiding, and you meant everything to him. which is exactly why he had to hide you from anyone who could report your relationship to his family. many people warned you about being so close with a gaunt, but you both knew better.

many late nights sneaking around the castle and secret touches

you and ominis were once again sneaking around the castle, desperately trying to avoid peeves. his wand was leading both of you in the direction of the undercroft, linked arm in arm. when you two had gotten to the spot you made years ago, you would spend hours basking in each others presence. in the late hours of the night, ominis would make up for his lack of vision through sight and memorize everything about you. gentle touches along your face, kisses along your cheeks, forehead, eyelids, even. this man wants nothing more than to absolutely worship you, he thinks of you as his saving grace.

expect fear of his family

to put it lightly, ominis is terrified at the idea of his family ever finding you. he will do anything in his power to protect you. when the new fifth year tells him they need his help with sebastian, you are not coming, and that's final. he doesn't know what dangers may lie there. going back to the undercroft, he promises you many things, promises he will hold to his heart forever. "i will always protect you, my love" with a kiss as light as a feather below your ear. "you are so perfect" with your foreheads leaned against each other, and his hand rubbing your back.

garreth weasley:

good girl x bad boy (even if you aren't a girl)

you were never one to break rules in any way, always trying to keep up with your academics. you weren't at the top of your class, but you were up there and you had good relationships with your professors. which is why it was a little surprising that garreth weasley, the schools infamous "troublemaker" was talking to you right now. it was almost more surprising he knew your name. "y/n, help me out. please." "weasley, i am not stealing a dumb feather for you, please go back to making your wiggenweld potion."

lowkey cringed having to write troublemaker

also a bit of enemies to lovers

you were already annoyed enough that day, and the last thing you needed was weasley dragging you into his antics. though, fate was not on your side when you were walking out of the library and got dragged into a row of bookcases. "what the hell? let go of-" you were quickly cut off when garreth wrapped his hand around your mouth and kept you against a bookcase until you heard an angry professor sharp storm past. now whispering, you ask "what the hell is wrong with you?" just for him to cup the side of your face and kiss your cheek before smirking and walking away. "thank you, darling!"

it's definitely unexpected when you start dating, but not unwelcome.

his rebellious nature started to grow on you, not that you would do some of the stuff that he does around the castle. truth be told, he does find it adorable when you come up to him and proudly told him you skipped one class period. your professors and classmates alike are definitely shocked when they see you two laughing quietly together in the back of the class, but you convince him to study more and the improvement in his grades does not go unnoticed by your professors.

loves embarrassing you in public

he would never push your limits too far, but he loves teasing you in public whenever he can. he was always convinced he wouldn't be into pda, but then he met you. how could he resist from it if you were going to squirm away like that? if you told him you were uncomfortable with this he wouldn't, of course. but if you let him he would have the time of his life very obviously pulling you into an empty room when you were on your way to class.

amit thakkar:

academic rivals

amit frustrated you. you were at the top of your class for a while now, until he got out of second place and replaced you. this grabbed your attention on him, constantly glaring at him in class and in the hallways, which made you fall behind more. what was even more infuriating is that he didn't do anything more than give you a small smile in class. in fact, he admired you and your wit, and your dedication to staying at the number one spot drew him into you.

since he's the sweet man he is, he'd probably lead to your friendship

after you finally got your spot back, you didn't stop studying. there was no way anyone was going to take your spot again. astronomy was almost over, and the rest of the class was given to spend freely while professor shah handed back the most recent test. "good job, y/n." smirking, you looked at the red 98 on the parchment, turning over to amit to ask what he got. "95, what about you?" your smile could have lit the sky in replacement to the stars, he thinks. "98, maybe i should tutor you sometime." when you walk out of the room, he puts the parchment in his bag, glancing at the bold "100" on it.

people were definitely confused when you went from glaring at him to holding his hand

you were joking when you said you would tutor him, but he held your word to it. it was the week before exams and he actually had to help you grasp the fact that aries is not just a straight line. you could've gotten this long ago, but you noticed yourself becoming entranced with him. how was he so patient with you, and so kind? when you finally got the idea, you went into the exam ready. when you got one point higher than him on the exam, he congratulated you with a tight hug, and when you separated, you weren't very separated. leaning in, before your lips connected you said one last thing to him before summer. "don't think i'll go easy on you next year, you better write to me."

[foxes-that-run]

What are your thoughts on haylor meeting up in late 2016? Do you think there was a slight chance of them getting back together, and do you think they would've made it if they did get back together? I know Taylor chose the safest option, but Harrry and her didn't even seem to talk things out, so why even meet in the first place? Didn't Taylor tell him she loves someone else, too? It's so confusing...

I think they did, there are enough crumbs to give it plausible and they both spent November and December in LA and London respectively. But this is in the same time the Joe stuff was starting so who knows.

This got long, sorry. The TLDNR is:

the canon is Taylor met Joe at the Met, dated Tom, broke up and in October 2016 went to Joe's premiere and started dating him. Although Joe was not in the same country as Taylor for most of that time. In May 2017 they went public and were seen 20 times before Reputation came out in November, it was super public.

An alternate timeline is that after Hendall and Hiddleswift both ended within a month and before Joe/Taylor and Harry/Tess Ward went public within a week the haylor sightings, being in the same city, songs, gifts, blind items, edited videos and friend comments were because they were secretly dating again.

because....

24 August - Hiddleswift over

22 September - Hendall break up again.

28 September - Taylor with Cara, Harry MIA, released Another Man covers/mixtape, Joe London.

October - Harry was in Jamaica recording HS1. Joe in London on 3rd. On 13th Joe and Taylor at Bowery enter separately. Joe is in NY for the Billy Lynn Long Halftime Walk promo tour so unlikely to have ample days ahead in NY given the films budget.

11 October - Taylor went to Joe's movie screening and the Rep book has a 19 November polaroid captioned "how would you feel about having a song written about you?"

3 November - Both are in LA for November with HS1 recorded.

25 November - Harry was seen in LA then disappeared for a week. Taylor posted a lot of photos of friendsgiving in RI. Joe not there. Taylor posted photos so would only show who was public.

28 November - is the first clue things may have been back on in a few months (apart from having both been in LA). Gemma (Harry's sister), Lou Teasdale (Harry's close friend & 1D stylist), Sam Campbell (Lou's sister and friend of Harry, married to one of Harry's friends too) go to Karaoke and post lyrics to WANGBT and Sam captions it "talk to my friends". 👀

Haylor Secrets posts that they are together, which.. that account may be totally fake, or making it up, but had been right about stuff

December - Both in London, IDWLF released, Taylor has a birthday party at her London House the Rep magazine photos are in, Harry MIA but in London. On 28 December there was an unconfirmed sighting of them together and Taylor gave Austin a record signed by friends of Harry's. He thanked them and the band commented that it was signed for 'a friends little brother' who turned out to be Taylor Swift.' Harry knew them for years and Sam Campbell commented 'LOL'

31 December - in 2020 7 photos of Taylor & Joe getting ready in her London house leaked with this date given. Why only 7? The date of the New Years Eve jumping into an icy pool story Taylor Nation edited out. If the story was about Joe why would it be edited out?

3 January 2017 - Lover journal that Taylor has been with someone for 3 months, no one has found out and she is living in London. It had been 3.1 months since the Hendall break up and 2.5 months since Joe got to NY. .....

7 January - Harry records Lately where he sings 'I don't believe what you're saying to me, "that I love him"'

13 January - Taylor records DWOHT and the IDWLF music video.

1 February - Harry's birthday, the rose ring appears. Taylor is in NY/Nashville, Harry NY/London and Joe in London.

April - Harry's Rolling Stone interview where he leaves the table when Taylor is brought up and says he wants to tip is hat to her about 1989, and give his whole cap to the muse of HS1, now over.

7 May - Harry seen with Tess Ward, the first time he has been seen with anyone since having dinner with Kendall in September.

16 May - a week later The Sun reports Joe and Taylor dating 'for months'. First time Taylor seen with anyone romantically since August

Even longer versions are in the 2016 and 2017 timelines.

[sgtmickeyslaughter]

☀️ wednesday tag game ☀️

hello @energievie @lingy910y and @spookygingerr !

name: Gigi

name(s) you were almost given: Jack, my mom didn't want to find out my sex before I was born but she was very very sure I was going to be a boy (wrong!) and it's now my brothers first hand-me-down

nicknames you've been given: Gigi, Gillie, G

top five frequently used emojis: 😬🐇🖤🫒💀

the last yummy thing you ate: I did a mini practice run of the homemade pelmeni I'm bringing to friendsgiving tomorrow and they were delish

something you're good at that we might not know already: I'm not a very good singer but I do have an excellent karaoke stage presence and can predictably get the bar singing with me

something you've always been good at: I've always been really good at test taking, even (or especially) when I didn't know the subject matter all that well

something you're working hard to get better at: Digital art

favourite item of clothing: a massively oversized thick cashmere (!!) sweater that is so soft and swallows me whole that I found thrifting for only 10$ (!!)

favourite fizzy drink/pop/soda (if you like them): It's pretty rare that I drink soda but I do like a ginger ale

favourite place you've visited: Seoul, SK and Kauai, HI

a place you look forward to visiting in the future: Copenhagen 2025

your favourite song right now:

tagging:

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@creepkinginc @gallawitchxx @catgrassplantdad @callivich

@atthedugouts   @ian-galagher @francesrose3 @deedala

@heymrspatel @solitarycreaturesthey  @softmick @stocious

@mickeym4ndy @sickness-health-all-that-shit

[prettytoxicrevolver]

Friendsgiving | Nick Suzuki

wc. 1k

You and Nick host Friendsgiving at your apartment

“You’re not going home for Thanksgiving?” Nick asks as you plop down next to him on the couch. 

“My brother isn’t coming home and we’ve never really done anything special for the holiday anyway,” you explain with a shrug of your shoulders. 

“Really?” Nick asks, tilting his head at you. 

“You know my family,” you tell him as a form of explanation and he nods slowly. 

“Besides,” you continue, a grin forming on your lips. “I want to spend the day off with my incredible fiance.” 

Nick smiles, pulling you into him for a quick kiss that even after years together you still manage to have butterflies from. You partly blame it on the fact that Nick had recently proposed to you in this past off season and you were thrown into another honeymoon phase of your relationship. Mostly though, Nick has always had that effect on you. You’re pretty sure it will never end. You really hope it doesn't. 

“Hey,” Nick says, tapping your thigh to grab your attention again. “Why don’t we host thanksgiving?” 

“Really? You’re not even American,” you point out and Nick laughs lightly. 

“I’m sure I can figure it out,” he jokes and you smile. 

“Friendsgiving,” you murmur, the mutation of the original word conjures up a smile on your lips remembering the time your friends in high school hosted friendsgiving and it ended up being one of your favorite nights of high school. 

“Text the groupchat asap and invite everyone. I’ll start making a list for groceries.” 

Nick laughs at your commands but jokingly salutes you as he pulls out his phone. You get up to go search through the kitchen and create a list but Nick pulls you down again, pressing a lingering kiss to your lips that makes your head dizzy. He squeezes your hips when he backs away and you’re grinning like a lovesick idiot on the way to your shared kitchen. 

The next few days are a controlled chaos as you grab groceries and Nick handles invitations as well as decorations and setting up. So far Cole, Dvo, Lane, Cayden, Juraj, Arber, Guhles, and Newy have said they’re coming to dinner and you were excited for the holiday for once. 

You’re in the middle of reading the instructions on how long to cook the turkey for when Nick wanders in, a light smile on his lips. He walks over to you, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulder. You absentmindedly press a kiss to his cheek and he hums in response. 

“You know I could have helped you cook,” he murmurs into your ear and you roll your eyes. 

“You would have annoyed the hell out of me and then I would have thought back to all the time my parents yelled at each other on thanksgiving,” you tell him firmly and you feel Nick sigh against you. 

“M’ sorry my love,” he whispers and you turn in his embrace. 

“No worries hon,” you say, brushing the subject away with a light kiss to his lips. “But, if you want to make it up to me you can put the turkey in and then make the mashed potatoes? 

“Anything for you darling,” Nick responds. 

He presses another chaste kiss to your lips before letting you go and getting to work. You head out to the living room where the boys sit, some on their phones, some chatting away, and other watching the football game Nick had turned on earlier. 

“Can someone please set the table for me?” you ask to the room. 

“I’ve got you darling,” Juraj offers, jumping up quickly. 

“I still don’t quite understand American football,” Juraj murmurs to you as you both make your way back towards the kitchen and you laugh lightly at his confession. 

“Seriously, what is a down? I thought that was a direction,” he continues. 

“Arber making you watch football again?” Nick asks Juraj over his shoulder and the younger boy responds. 

“Like torture,” Juraj retorts. 

“Tell me about it,” you add and Juraj grins at you. 

You and Juraj grab the necessary silverware and dishes and head to your very informal dinner table tucked in a separate room of your apartment. You both work quietly, laying down the placemats and setting up the silverware. 

“Thank you for inviting me,” Juraj says when the two of you are finished. “Almost feels like dinner with family back home.” 

“Oh hon,” you say leaning into his side as he slings an arm around your shoulder. “I’m glad.” 

“Turkey’s ready!” Nick’s voice reverberates through the apartment and you hear a shout of joy sound from the boys. 

You all head to the kitchen, grabbing side dishes, drinks, and anything else needed. One by one you each file into the dining room setting something on the table before taking a seat wherever they feel like. Finally, Nick comes into the room last, Turkey in hand and places it at the head of the table where you’re sitting next to him. 

“Uhm, I don’t know much about American thanksgiving but I think you give a little toast before cutting the turkey?” Nick questions and the boys sound off in agreement. 

“I’m really grateful to be on this team. I’m thankful you guys trust me to be your captain and that you came to this dinner,” Nick nods to the boys and they fire off quick responses. 

“(y/n) my love, I’m so thankful for you. I won’t get too sappy in front of all these dorks but I’m so eternally grateful you’re in my life and said yes to spending forever with me. Here’s to hoping we continue to make more traditions for our little family.” 

You pout at your fiance, heart filling up with love, and stand to kiss him. His hand lingers on your waist and when one of the guys shouts in cheer you break apart laughing. 

“Thanks for having us mom and dad,” Cole calls out sarcastically and your cheeks flush red at the comment. 

“Dig in everyone!” Nick announces and the boys commence grabbing food and restarting their conversations from where they left off. 

“I love you,” you lean in, whispering to Nick he smiles softly at you. “Thank you for this.” 

“I love you too.” 

[littlejoy-archive]

a running list of ways i’ve been told ‘i love you’ recently:

1. my dad went through the house looking for snacks to send with me on the way home after the holiday

2. his wife saved the fake flowers she used to decorate for their wedding because i said they were cute. she sent them with me on the way home

3. ‘let me know when you’re home safe’ from my dad, my brother, and my sister-in-law

4. my dad makes potato salad every time i visit because he knows i like his and no one else’s

5. my dad’s wife asked a thousand questions about how i like my shrimp because she wanted to make sure i would like how she made it (it was fucking incredible. it was so good. she is a wizard and i want to learn her magicks)

6. ‘i just wanted to check up on you’ from my mom. every time she says this, i know what it means

7. two different friends sent me the same omegaverse shitpost

8. ‘do you want to go to trader joe’s tomorrow?’ from my friend, because she knows i don’t go out much

9. every time one friend tells me about her monster hunter exploits, the kids she teaches, her tabletop games and characters

10. a friend asked me to beta read her fanfic this morning, and said she’d never shared her writing with anyone before

11. my friend made a separate dish without kale at friendsgiving

12. that same friend always makes sure i get to bring the mac and cheese

[firetrucks-fastcars]

Friendsgiving with the F1 Grid

2.1K words | Logan Sargeant/Oscar Piastri | Logan is sad about missing Thanksgiving with his family in America. Oscar brings Thanksgiving to him

Oscar knew all of Logan’s facial expressions. It came with the territory of being together for so long and friends for even longer. He’d learned to read his boyfriend long ago when they were teammates at Prema and Logan was freshly twenty and terrified to reveal how he felt to anyone. Oscar was exceptionally good at reading people and quickly deciphered all of Logan’s minute facial expressions and could tell what the older boy was feeling in a matter of seconds. Luckily, Logan had gotten better at talking about his feelings over the years and was much more inclined to tell Oscar what was really going on instead swearing everything was fine until “fine” didn’t sound like a real word. So today, when Logan came in from the balcony where he’d been on facetime with his mom and brother, a fake smile plastered on his pretty face, Oscar knew he was upset. 

“What’s wrong baby?” he asked, placing his phone face down on the table and holding his arms open. 

Despite Logan being slightly taller and this position being mildly uncomfortable in the armed dining chair Oscar was sitting in, Logan sat sideways on his lap, resting his head against his shoulder.  

“I dunno. It’s dumb.” 

“I bet it’s not,” Oscar brushed his blonde waves away from his forehead. “Did your mom or Dalton say something to you?”

“No, it’s not that.”

“Then what is it, Loges?” 

Oscar knew what it was without asking. Today was Thanksgiving and instead of being in Florida, stuffing his face with food and arguing over football with his brother, Logan was in Abu Dhabi, getting ready for media day. 

His mom had called while they were eating breakfast, wanting to speak to Logan before all of their guests arrived for dinner. Dalton had been there too, and Oscar had leaned over to say hello before Logan was excusing himself to the balcony to talk to his family in private. Oscar knew he would be sad when he came back in. Thanksgiving was one of Logan’s favorite holidays and he missed his family desperately at this time of year. Usually his homesickness wasn’t too bad, he’d adapted over the many years he’d been away, but holidays always made him more melancholy than usual.  

During their time as teammates, Logan had described American Thanksgiving to him and Fred, telling them about the food and football on the beach with his younger cousins, when it was still warm enough to tackle each other into the water. He told them that even as adults, he and Dalton would stretch out on opposite ends of the L-shaped sectional in their basement and fall into a food coma together while they watched football and Friends reruns away from the chaos of their extended family.

“I just miss home I guess,” Logan finally said. “I never go home for Thanksgiving and usually it’s okay. For some reason this year is just hard.” 

“I’m sorry baby. I know you miss your mom and Dalton.”

“I just wish I could be there. I know I’m going home next week and that you’re coming with me, but it isn’t the same. Even Dalton said so.” 

“He misses his little brother more than he wants to admit.” 

“I miss him. He’s my best friend. Besides you.” 

“I know, baby. I wish there was something I could do to make it better.” 

“It’s okay, Osc. I know you would if you could.” 

“I can have pumpkin pie delivered tonight. Like that year at Prema. We can even watch that Christmas vacation movie you like so much.” 

“I made Dalton promise he wouldn’t watch it until I got home. So I won’t watch it without him.” 

“We can watch the grinch instead then. I just hate seeing you sad babe.” 

“I hate being sad,” Logan sighed. “I’ll get over it. I guess it just hurts more that I’m the only American on the grid. So, no one else gets it. I know it’s been a long season, and everyone misses their families by now. It’s just different for me. No one else even celebrates Thanksgiving. Except for Lance but that doesn’t count.” 

Oscar chuckled and kissed his shoulder, “I’ll do whatever I can to make today better.” 

“Can you get me out of media? That would help a lot.” 

As if on cue, Oscar’s alarm to head downstairs went off.

“No can do, baby. At least we have the press conference together.” 

***** 

When Lando plopped down on the couch in Oscar’s driver’s room, the younger man didn’t even look up, too busy staring at his phone screen with furrowed brows. 

“Earth to Oscar,” Lando said, waving a hand in front of his eyes. “What’s got you so focused?” 

“I’m trying to figure out Thanksgiving.” 

“Why?” 

“Thanksgiving is today, and Logan is really homesick. I wanted to do something special for him.” 

“What if we throw him a Thanksgiving dinner?” Lando pondered. 

“How in the hell are we going to do that? Americans spend days prepping for this and we’ve got,” Oscar glanced down at his watch. “Six hours.” 

“You do realize I’m friends with Max Verstappen, right? We can make anything happen.” 

“Would he do that?” 

“If we asked him, yeah. He may look like a grump, but he’s got a soft spot for the rookies. Lewis too. I’m sure with their help we could pull something together. I could ask George to get all of the drivers that are available. We could make a fake GPDA meeting or something and have the food set up there.” 

“Where are we going to get that much food on this short notice?” 

“Worry not Piastri, the Mclaren catering team loves me.” 

“You’re seriously going to do all of this? I was just going to order pumpkin pie to our hotel and maybe blow him to make him feel better.” 

“You’re my friend Oscar and so is Logan. Plus, he looks like a kicked puppy when he’s sad and I really don’t like it.” 

Lando did have a point there. 

“We’re gonna throw your boyfriend a Thanksgiving dinner so kickass that he’ll be the one blowing you.”

“Thanks for looking out for my sex life,” Oscar chuckled. 

“I do what I can. But remember we share a wall and I already know what your name is. I don’t need to hear Logan moaning it all night.” 

“Noted.” 

*****

From: George Russel  

To: GPDA  

“Hello everyone. I’m sorry for the late notice but there will be a mandatory GPDA meeting tonight at 1830 in the FIA building on track. We’ll be discussing matters unresolved from this season and looking ahead to 2024. Please like this message to indicate you have seen it and will be attending. See you then.” 

Liked by Max Verstappen, Fernando Alonso, Charles Leclerc, Alex Albon, and 16 others 

“Why do you think they called a last-minute meeting?” Logan asked as they trekked through the dark paddock to the FIA building. 

“Someone probably had some petty bullshit that they waited until the last race of the season to make a stink about just to be a dick.” 

“You’re probably right.” 

“I’m sorry this is cutting into our pumpkin pie and Christmas movie time,” Oscar said, bumping their shoulders together. “I’ll make it up to you when we get back. Maybe this won’t last too long.” 

“It’s okay Osc.Thank you for trying to cheer me up today. It means a lot.” 

“Hey,” Oscar stopped him and grabbed him by the shoulders, holding him gently. “You’re my favorite person on the planet. I would do anything to see you smile.” 

Logan smiled, tucking his head shyly.  

“There it is,” Oscar teased, tilting his head up to press a quick kiss to his lips. “Now come on, you know how George gets when people are late.” 

They climbed the stairs to the entrance and swiped their driver badges to enter the front doors. Oscar led the way down the hallway to the conference room and pushed open the doors.  

Logan gasped when he saw, instead of twenty chairs placed neatly in rows and George Russel in front of a podium, eighteen other drivers looking at him with the biggest grins he’d ever seen, and long tables absolutely loaded with food. 

“Happy Thanksgiving!” Lando cheered as he bounded across the room like an over excited puppy to hug him. 

“What?” Logan found himself at a loss for words as he let Lando crush his ribs. 

“Oscar said you were sad that you couldn’t be home for Thanksgiving, so we brought Thanksgiving to you,” he explained, pulling away to let him breathe. “Max, Lewis, and George helped us organize and I bribed the Mclaren catering team with golf lessons.” 

“From Carlos I hope,” Max teased, appearing over Lando’s shoulder. 

“Rude. But yes, from Carlos.” 

Max elbowed Lando out of the way and ruffled Logan’s hair, “Happy Thanksgiving Logan.” 

“Thank you, Max. And thank you for helping, but how did you pull this off?” 

Max shrugged, “Three-time world champion and seven-time world champion. It’s pretty easy to get shit done with that many trophies.” 

Lewis appeared next, pulling him into a side hug and giving him a friendly kiss on the temple, “You have some people who really love you brother. You’re lucky.” 

“Yeah I am.” 

Somehow, Logan found himself seated between Alex and Yuki, plates piled high with food that definitely didn’t fit into their diet plans, letting Yuki chatter away and ask him a million questions about Thanksgiving cuisine. No, he didn't know why there were marshmallows on the sweet potatoes. Yes, he thought it was good. Yes, his mom makes it better than this. 

It wasn’t quite the same as beach football with his cousins and couch naps with Dalton, but it was pretty damn good.  

At some point, Lewis made them all go around and say what they were thankful for, which Logan usually found cringy and embarrassing but found himself getting a little choked up tonight. He felt tears well up as Max said he was thankful for his cats and sugar free Red Bull but then sat down and squeezed Daniel’s hand discreetly between their chairs. He had to hold back his tears when it was his turn and he stood and looked around the room. 

“I’m thankful to be here,” he said honestly. “I’m thankful for the opportunity to get a season in F1 and race alongside all of you.” 

He sat down quickly before the tears could start flowing properly and he felt a hand resting on his knee. He looked over at Alex who was smiling at him sincerely. 

“It won’t be your last,” he whispered. 

“I really hope so.” 

Eventually the gathering devolved into chaos when Valtteri suggested drinking games and he had to be reminded that they had free practice sessions the next day and needed to be getting to bed. 

“What are we going to do with all of this extra food?” Logan asked. 

They had made a large dent in the spread, twenty grown men who didn’t often get to eat unrestricted could really put away some food, but there was still more left that Logan didn’t want to waste.  

“Don’t worry,” George assured him. “Lewis found a women and children’s shelter nearby and the team is going to drop all of this off with them first thing tomorrow morning.”

“Good.” 

Oscar appeared behind him, squeezing his shoulders gently. 

“Are you ready to go baby? I think you’re gonna have to roll me back to the hotel.” 

Logan chuckled and leaned back into his warmth, “Yeah let's go. Sleep is calling me.” 

They said their goodbyes quickly, all the other drivers on a similar page and just as eager to get home and sleep as they were.  

They both took a quick shower, taking advantage of the dual shower heads to be efficient and collapsed into bed. Logan’s limbs felt heavy, but he rolled over anyway, fitting his head into the bend of Oscar’s hip where he was propped against the headboard, flipping through TV channels. He stopped when he found what he was looking for and relaxed into the plush mattress as the opening titles of How the Grinch Stole Christmas rolled across the screen. 

“Thank you for today, Oscar,” Logan said as they watched Cindy Lou Who interview the citizens of Whoville. “It was the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me.” 

“I told you; I’d do anything to see you smile.” 

“You make me smile.” 

“I’m glad.” 

Logan turned his head slightly to press a kiss to the thin skin of Oscar’s inner thigh. 

“I love you Osc.” 

“I love you more. Happy Thanksgiving Loges.” 

“Happy Thanksgiving.” 

[gutsybitsies]

because of this post

OP: u/cerealisbadactually

Context, me (27M) and my roommate (29M) have been splitting rent on a bachelor's pad since he graduated college (I'm homeschooled and run one of my dad's business branches).

For the past five years, we've gone to my family's place for Thanksgiving dinner. This is because we have some friends who only live where my family lives, and also because I have a better relationship with my father and stepmother than he does with his father and stepmother.

Last year, our friends who live there moved on and so we won't be able to see them at my family's place anymore. My roommate said that we should take this chance to have Thanksgiving dinner somewhere else. I thought this meant that we are either hosting our own Friendsgiving at our place, or that we're joining a Friendsgiving with our mutual friends.

No. He's invited to Thanksgiving with his side of the family. I hate his father and stepmother. He frankly doesn't like his dad and has a complicated relationship with his stepmother (she both babies him too much and also puts undue pressure on him because "he's her favorite son", despite having sons of her own). She has messed with every one of our friends and we all hate her, including my roommate's exgirlfriend.

His parents are essentially very high status and are "big wigs" and no one can visit their place on a whim. This year, they decided they want to hold a feast and have "deigned to invite" my roommate and also another one of our friends.

I don't think we should go, I'm thinking of telling my roommate that we should say fuck you (politely) to his parents and do our own thing.

He thinks that things have changed (it hasn't) and it would be a good show of diplomacy for us to go. I think it's unnecessary and that his parents would just have to deal with not having a closer relationship with him. If we refuse, then we can't go to my family's Thanksgiving either or else it'd turn into a whole Thing, but we can do something else. WBTA if I convince him that we should just do Thanksgiving on our own?

Replies:

u/terminator367: YWBTA, your roommate can decide whether or not he wants to have a close relationship with his family. You're really overstepping as a roommate.

u/biglongdiiiiiinner: OP why are you so insistent on having Thanksgiving with your roommate?

u/cerealisbadactually replied: Because it's our thing, we do holidays together since we live together.

u/applejackpony replied: soft YBTA, sounds like OP's family kind of adopted his roommate and he's also like a brother. i also wouldn't want someone i'm close to and care about dealing with toxic family members. however this is your friend's choice and all you can do is be supportive of him.

u/cerealisbadactually replied: but i really, really don't want to go.

u/applejackpony replied: you don't have to go????? just don't stop your friend from going?

u/cereialsibadactually replied: like doing our separate things for thanksgiving?

u/applejackpony replied: Yes, that sounds like the only option.

u/whatthefxxxxxxkkkk replied: are you the one that posted in r/rants about having to sign a thank you card your boyfriend wrote to your stepmother because she ignored everything on your housewarming registry and bought you guys a cereal subscription? you sound like an ungrateful asshole and your roommate is too good for you.

u/cerealisbadactually replied: that was my roommate not my boyfriend, and my stepmother knows i hate cereal. we had simple and cheap items on our registry like blankets, table covers, and chair protectors, and she went and spent $2000 on five years' worth of cereal subscription. forgive me for being annoyed at having to sign a thankyou note for that.

u/helloitsmeadele replied: OP why did you and your roommate have a housewarming registry.

u/cerealisbadactually replied: UPDATE. I spoke with my roommate. He's given me more information on why he thinks we should go, namely because his parents wants to do an acknowledgement of the people who have worked for them (our friends and I have all done a lot of jobs for them over the years). They "forgot" to invite me and some other people, and only invited their favorites. But there was more communication and now a lot more people are going together. I'm still not happy about going but it'd be a bit more bearable if my sister and her fiance are also going to be there.

u/helloitsmeadele replied: OP you didn't answer, why do you and your roommate have a housewarming registry together?

[piperslovebot]

NO hate, I promise, but I'm just genuinely curious why you dislike steroline! You're definitely not alone---most people seem to hate them even if they don't really ship Caroline or Stefan with anyone else :)

There are a lot of reasons and I actually wrote a meta on this a year or two ago, but I can’t find it :(

But I’m down to write something long and nice so here it is Nonnie!

I tried to like Steroline because I didn’t hear a lot of things about them (good and bad). And I’d read fic for them but I just couldn’t get into them as a couple.

And honestly even as a brotp, I feel like the whole "healthiest" friendship take is completely false (to me at least).

In season 2, they were adorable. They had such sweet interactions and great chemistry. But the scene in 2x13 when Stefan goes to Care’s house to check on her is when I’m like "okay, they’re cute". Stelena and Forwood are my otps but this moment was cute af. The only thing I didn’t like about their arc in that season was the fact that they replaced Stefonnie's dynamic with them, when they all could’ve just been a trio.

After that is where it changes. They don’t really have a lot of interaction in season 3. Caroline is all about Tyler and there’s that whole triangle with Klaus. While Stefan was all about Elena and kissed Rebekah.

Season 4, they were cute but not as great as season 2. Like I don’t wanna say Care has a "hero worship" of Stefan (but I understand that criticism), but she did take his side more than necessary.

For example, her pushing Elena back to Stefan constantly. Disregarding the fact that Elena is in a very shitty place mentally when it comes to dealing with her hunger. It just seems like she took Stefan's side over Elena's, the girl she grew up with.

Also the whole thing where Caroline just joined in with Stefan and had Tyler's friend killed. AND ratting out Tyler’s plan to Stefan. Literally why? I get her pov but also the whole “Scooby gang vs everyone else” narrative sucks.

Then the fact that after all of that stuff Caroline does for Stefan, what does he do in return? He makes her work with Klaus. Klaus, who stabbed Caroline with a lamp and bit her because she talked back at him, and sent her bf out of town. Given how close they are, Stefan should’ve known about this, but did he care? Nope. Elena getting cute was first to everything else for him.

Season 5 is where they start to get annoying for me, but there’s the fact that Caroline is literally so trapped in her own world that she doesn’t notice that Bonnie is dead nor that Stefan was drowning in a safe. Elena gets called out for the latter, but she also had a bad feeling and when she found out, took action immediately. What exactly did Caroline do? I mean she wanted to help with Stefan's PSTD ig.

Then there’s the infamous Stefan PUNCHING Tyler scene and then him and Caroline's being dipshits and all smiley. For starters, Tyler had every right to be angry and just wanted Caroline to leave him alone. But somehow he gets turned into the bad guy by those dumbasses.

Also Stefan saying that Tyler almost killed Caroline (When he didn’t. He just wanted her to leave him alone.) while having her interact with Klaus and Damon who have done way worse than try to kill her and Stefan knows that (besties after all). He only cared when it was convenient.

Then there’s Season 6, where Stefan leaves town to grieve his brother and then Caroline calls him a "dick" for not returning her calls. Which okay, that wasn’t very wise, but Stefan’s brother DIED and he was grieving. And all Caroline cared about what was SHE needed. She needed him blah blah. Also she didn’t care about Stefan while he was out with Klaus and didn’t notice him drowning and trapped in a safe, so I think I can cute Stefan some slack here.

Then apparently she’s mad at him for not having feelings for her, something he can’t control. Doesn’t invite him to Friendsgiving, but invites her RAPIST there. Also don’t even get me started to the nh!plotline.

I can go on all day, but this essay is already very long so I’ll just stop right here.

[countrymusiclover]

72 - Kai's Message

Part 73

Gemini Runaway

Tag list ask to be added @icefrye19 @secretdreamlandmentality

"God! Can they stop kicking my bladder?" I groaned through my teeth. I had been laid up in bed for weeks now since I was reaching my final trimester of the miracle pregnancy.

Klaus vamped in the room tossing me a blood bag before he crawled into the bed beside me. "I wish I could help you, love. I don't like seeing you in pain."

"I know you don't." Raising my hand to the side of his face I ran my thumb over his stubble until for no reason I started crying. The reason I hate being a vampire. "What if something goes wrong?"

He tilted his head to the side, clicking his tongue. "Rae…"

"No this is serious, Nik!" I drew my hand back shifting so I was facing him more head on. "I mean besides the fact that they most likely will have vampire, werewolf and witch blood running through their veins. How are we supposed to prepare for this? We're immortal, yes but we've never been parents before. What if I'm a bad mother and-"

He takes my hands in his, cutting me off, squeezing my hands. "Raelyn, stop it. You have nothing to worry about. You are the greatest person I have met. There's nothing you can't overcome."

"I love you.." I mumbled, snuggling my head closer into his chest. "I don't want to ever be separated from you."

He wrapped his arms around my waist as much as he could with my belly so grown where his shirts were actually almost fitting me now. "I love you too. And if that were to ever come to pass. I know that you and I would do everything in our power to get back to one another."

Entering the dining area near the college I saw Caroline who waved us over. Jacob and I were in charge of the girls including his baby daughter. Hayley had asked for Cami's help in locating the next cure so they didn't stay in town long. Sliding into the booth I smiled at my friend. "Hey Care, so what's going on?"

"Damon apparently went into your uncle's house and found these. He was looking for something called the Ascendant." She laid pictures of Jo as a kid out of the table. One photo had her and Kai wearing Christmas sweaters together.

Jacob and I shared a silent glance until Alina spoke up, hitting her hands on the table. "That's in Jo's dresser. We've seen it!"

"Okay…what's it supposed to do?" She asked shifting her gaze back up to us.

Andrea was scribbling on a coloring page sitting in my brother's lap. "It's the key to a prison world. Our uncle Joshua created it. And our mother helped banish Jo's twin there."

"Because he killed four of his siblings and wanted to be the Coven leader." Caroline finished his sentence.

Raising a brow at her I wasn't following. "Yeah uh how exactly do you know that?"

"Jo told me at Friendsgiving. Right when we apparently met her other siblings Luke and Liv." Caroline said.

Sucking in a breath it was starting to make sense why my uncle suddenly showed up and wanted the Coven power back. "And if Damon showed up at his house looking for it then my uncle thought that he was trying to help me release him. That's why he showed up here the other day wanting me to give him the power."

"Wait, you talked about releasing him. If he gets out he will kill Jo." Jacob whipped his head around in shock.

Turning my head in his direction I slumped my shoulders. "I'm aware, J. It wasn't going to happen. I just threatened him that I would if he came after my kids again."

"Geez Rae." He ran a hand through his hair before my vision began to blur in front of me for some reason. Gripping the table in my hands I collapsed over.

"Mommy!" Hope and Missy cried out seeing that I had blacked out.

Blinking my eyes open I rose to my feet. I looked around recognizing the Gemini house in front of me. Walking inside the house I gasped actually being able to go over the threshold. “We meet again, siphon girl.”

“Kai!” I gasped stumbling into the doorway seeing him standing in front of me with Bonnie being dragged behind him. “Bonnie, are you okay?”

She winced. “Raelyn, what are you doing here?”

“I don’t know why, but I can help you.” I raised my hand but when I attempted to throw fire at him it didn’t work at all.

Kai smiled wickedly, he released his hold on Bonnie striding up to me. “Magic is hard isn’t it, Raelyn…Now I have a bone to pick with you actually that you are here.”

“Urgh Kai!” I grunted when he shoved me against the wall holding my hands above my head.

He got up in my face whispering a threat. “I don’t like you very much. You see I have heard about your great power from Bonnie over there. And I am frustrated that you said you would release me and then you backed out.”

“How do you know about that?” I questioned knowing he shouldn’t know.

Kai moved his hands around my neck. “When you did your little power transfer back to my dear old dad. I saw your memories. So just know this Raelyn….Kai Parker is coming to town.” He snapped my neck with me blacking out again.

“Oh my god, Rae!” Caroline was on the ground when I shot awake. She grabs my shoulders with me seeing my daughters all looking at me horrified.

I slumped my shoulders, regaining what had just happened to me. I hadn’t blacked out to the prison world since I turned into a vampire. “I just saw Kai….”

“Did he say something?” Jacob asked, still holding onto his daughter.

“He said he’s coming to Mystic Falls and he’s going to use Bonnie to do it.”

Caroline sighed offering me her hand tugging me up to stand. “I think you and Jacob need a night of fun. Considering you two have done nothing but chase down leads and deal with helping us save Bonnie.”

“What about the girls? We can’t take them to a bar?” Jaocb asked the blonde vampire.

She smiled, intertwining her hand with mine and Jaocb’s. Missy was coloring with Andrea. Hope and Alina were watching our conversation even though they didn’t understand what was happening. “Simple compulsion Jacob. Because I can tell you no one on campus takes vervain so we have the green light.”

“Okay, okay. But then we have to find a way to bring Bonnie back. She is one of your best friends after all.” Holding my hands up I told the blonde knowing she missed her as much as Elena.

Caroline threw her hands up in the air and we all followed her down the street to the nearest bar. “Exactly but let’s go have drinks.” Even on our way I couldn’t shake the feeling that if Kai came into town it wouldn’t end well for anyone who got in his way from what Jo had told me.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

[shojizbae]

Chuseok

Min Ho x Fem! Reader

Masterlist

♨︎☤♨︎✄

Chuseok arrived soon enough, meaning Principal Han gave speeches to the class on the importance of family and then reminded us to study hard for finals. This also meant that the majority of the school was going home for the week we were given to ourselves and 'family'. Unfortunately, when I text my dad that he should expect me home in about 48 hours all he responded with was 'why'.

message received he doesn't want me around. I wish all my roommates a happy Chuseok as I see their smiles. they all are happy to go home to their parents. I decide to visit the family plot and pray for my brothers' health.

I feel homesick.

I put on my headphones and opened the mother's notebook. It's full of all my mom and grandma's best recipes. It's a tradition in our household that I prepare our special maejakgwa. Mom used to make them every Christmas, Chuseok, and birthday but she can't really do that anymore. Luckily, Kitty is planning a friendsgiving and needs help at the market.

She meets me at my dorm to help me pick out an outfit. I'm still struggling to accommodate all the new choices. Not much familiar. She picks out a pair of slightly platform vans, and a knit, a green-striped mini dress which is a little showy for my tastes. There's a slight wind chill today, so she pairs to be in a different denim jacket than the other day. Seriously Min Ho bought like nine of these.

She puts my wallet, tampons, and other doodads from my last purse into a cross-body bag from YSL. Then she ushers me out of school and into a bus. The city is a little less crowded with all the college kids home for the holiday. That doesn't mean that the families that do live in the city don't the marketplace an absolute zoo. Kitty doesn't have a clue how to read any of the labels so I translate while she fiddles with a playlist of Tik Toks. I show her the bargains but she insists on getting the exact products used in her tik toks.

Kitty is insistent on getting a very pricy bottle of soy sauce. I try to tell her no but she places it in the cart. we move down the aisle. We're doing well until Min Ho approaches,

"What are you doing here?" He asks Kitty, still oblivious to my presence.

"We are getting ingredients for Chuseok dinner."

"Do you even know what you would do with this?" he holds up a bag of rice cakes

"Yes, I do! C'mon Kitty, we only need a few more things." I grab her enormous cart and grunt it forward. Min Ho catches up with us. Probably because I can only go snail speed with the massive cart.

"Here let me help you," he put his very small basket in our cart nad pushed forward. He retuned most of the supplies claiming he already had it up in his dorm.

"Min Ho, who are you buying chocolate strawberries for?" Kitty picks up a heart shaped box

"Someone." he snatches the box back and his phone dings "Ooh it's Lulu, we've been flirting since her trainee days." something in me wilts. That's new.

He ushers us to the registers and it takes much less time to check out if I let Kitty take the ropes. Min Ho brings us to his driver and has him load our groceries in. It feels weird to let people serve me. Were driven back and go right back to the Song-Ho dorm.

Kitty and I put their groceries up in the refrigerator and in the cabinets while Min Ho puts on a movie. It's one that his mom starred in. I missed the tragic opening scene of the movie as I sort out the groceries I need for my recipes.

Min Ho plops down in the center of the left cushion and Kitty joins him at a comfortable distance at the center of the right cushion. This leaves an awkward situation. There isn't enough space to sit between Kitty and the armrest. This means that I have to sit between the two of them. I take my jean jacket off so I don't scratch either of them with the buttons.

Kitty scoots closer to the armrest when I sit and I focus in on the plot. the premise is an uber successful businesswoman whose conglomeration is just a front for her underground ring. Because of Korean censorship laws, they couldn't actually show real drugs but it's heavily implied that she's creating and selling some crazy hallucinogen. The twist though is that she starts to fall in love with one of her lackeys who recently got hooked on her products. This lackey is tied to the company because he's using his labor to pay off his debt. I heard that the movie ends with his mom pregnant because of course no woman is truly fulfilled until she's a mother.

I watch Min Ho's amber eyes light up as he recounts details and stories from the set. From the skeezy director who was hooking up with a sound tech girl. To the producer who showed up drunk every two weeks. He tells me how one arts producer almost quit because he had to keep rebuilding props. and even the fight that went down between the hair designers and the costume team. I start to lose interest though when he brags about the crafty that he hooked up with while his mom performed a very emotional monologue. I swivel my head back to the TV screen as she begins that very monologue.

Her sorrowful words bring tears to my eyes but weight over rules that as I feel exhaustion kicks in. Man, I didn't realize I was this tired. The world swirls to pitch black as I hear his mom sigh and lament.

♨︎☤♨︎✄

I awake to someone gently but incessantly poking my cheek. I peel open my eyes and wipe the crust from my eyelashes. I catch the trail of droll that rolls down the corner of my mouth.

"Man you are not a pretty sleeper."

"Min Ho!" Q, I think yells from the kitchen "That is not nice!"

"I'm just saying, you snore like an ogre." I feel the seam of a blanket tickle my chin as I try to swivel my stiff neck.

"Why is there a blanket on me?" I sit up and let the blanket fall to my waist

"Huh,"

"Why is there a blanket on me?" I inquire with some 'tude

"Because I didn't want you to get cold." min ho mutters but I'm still half asleep so comprehension is still kind of out the window

"What was that Minnie?"

"I didn't want you to get cold!" he half yells half whines

"Aww, you can be sympathetic." I stand up and drape the blaket on his shoulders using it as leverage to pull him close to my face "That's sweet." I tug one side so it flies off his neck and wrap it around my shoulders.

in the Kitchen Q and Kitty are still pulling gout take-out containers. I grab a pair of chopsticks and steal a box of shrimp lomein. Q picks out a pox of fried chicken and some pork fried rice, and Kitty produces a white box of crab rangoon which she munches on happily. Min-ho returns to his room and scoffs at us. he digs through the fridge and pulls out a cabbage and starts chopping it up.

"Are you making Kim Chi for Chuseok?" Dae inquires

"Yeah,"

""Aw man. I almost wish I wasn't going home."

"You're lucky you get to go home. You don't have to be poisoned at Chuseok by Min Ho's kimchi"

"You will not be poisoned, my kimchi is nothing short of orgasmic." I stop and pause with my chopsticks an inch away from my mouth.

"That's disgusting, I suddenly would much rather sleep completely alone in my dorm now." I collect my jacket and my bag of groceries and hike back to the girl's dorm. It's cold and empty in the dorm, I have to turn on every light to see anything. I toss my jacket into oblivion bit then I pause and pick it up and hang it on the coat rack.

I switch the TV on for a source of white noise. The news anchor drones on in Korean about some scandal or another. I circle back to the bag of groceries and start disbursing them throughout the shelves. The majority of our food is freezer meals, sodas, and snacks so I did drop a few dollars on flour. I decide to call it a night. The dorm is lonely, there is no waiting for an obscene amount of time to use the bathroom. I just march right in and line up the products I'll need. I won't need to hide them for the next 6 days.

huh

I clean the bathroom after I've cleansed and wiped and moisturized and serum my face. No one is going to screw this up. I think as I observe the spotless space

huh

With a final brush to my teeth and an adjustment to my braids, I turn the bathroom lights out and lock the front door to the dorm. I flip off the lights in my dorm and tug my hoodie hood up. I pull my covers on and plug my phone in and scroll through Tik Toks. I poke a leg out and flip over on my mattress. I toss and turn for another forty minutes before exhaustion consumes me.

♨︎☤♨︎✄

I arise with perfectly soft and styled hair, and cute matching silky pajamas. Min Ho is in my kitchen preparing me a macchiato without his shirt on.

"Good morning gorgeous." he holds the cup up to me and I hold it. It's the perfect temperature and its tastes lovely when I take a sip. I lick my bottom lip of some loose foam. Min Ho walks around the counter and stands really close to my face. He smells warm and clean, like fresh laundry. In fact, his body radiates warmth.

"Uh oh, You've got a little something." He brings his thumb up to my lip and swipes excess foam off my lip. He puts his thumb to his lips and gently runs his tongue along it. Everything seems to slow down and time ticks by "Well, that was sweet," He leans in and kisses me. He leans back and his eyes flit between mine. I curl up to my tippy toes and kiss him again and his tongue licks across my bottom lip. I open my mouth and let him in.

His kiss feels incredible.

I put my cup on the counter and wrap my arms around his neck. He grabbed me at the back of my thighs, not my ass, just below. I jump up on him and he grabs on tight. He marches me into my room and sets me on the mattress. Everything feels silky, the sheets, his hair, his pajama pants, his skin. His lips feel like warm velvet cake and his body weight feels so comfortable.

I wrap my legs around his waist and he runs his hands up my neck and through my hair. He's locked in and I start rolling my hips against his groin. He feels hot against me. Everything feels hot and silky. In a startling and almost abrupt manner, I feel an oncoming orgasm. My body feels somewhere between weightless and tingling.

I wake up with a startle before I can climax.

My body was shaking. My feet feel like they're full of pins and needles. I walk around and look in the mirror. I try to look at myself but I feel so disgusted. It's not even light out I notice as I take a glance to the window.

I grab my phone and text Q

'emergency hike as soon as you wake up' 02:33

'now?" 02:34

'Oh shit, I guess' 02:34

I run into my room and find some better clothing. All I'm wearing is a hoodie and underwear. I put on a clean pair of underwear and some calf-high socks. I find a cute body suit with a chest cut out and high hips. I find a matching tech wear joggers and cropped hoodie set and throw that on with a pair of high-rise vans. I didn't take the time to put in contacts or put on makeup I just grabbed my phone and ran out the door. Q was waiting for me looking just as glowing as he normally did.

"How do you look so pretty at four in the morning?" I tuck my glasses up

"There is no need for you to be asking me questions. Why did you call an emergency hike? You were so opposed to hiking earlier?"

"Well that's because I didn't want to be around a bunch of people to just stare at me."

"Well you picked a good time, any sane person is still asleep."

"Yeah, that reminds me, why aren't you in bed?"

"Because you texted."

"Well, yeah but," We hit the first hill on the path

"Quit stalling, why did you text me?" He gives me a punitive look in my eyes. I stall until we've reached the apex, and begin our decent

"Uhh, I had a dream."

"Alright Dr. King, about what?"

"Umh about, Min Ho-"

"YOU HAD A SEX DREAM ABOUT MIN HO!"

"Well, um yeah sorta. We didn't have sex but we were making out and it was like hot."

"Ok, so do you think you like Min Ho?"

"No, I'm actually repulsed by him, but like my brain clearly wants me to like him. I'm just, I'm simply lost. Like I have a tangy feeling in my mouth just thinking about kissing him."

"Could that just be morning breath?"

"maybe, but what does this mean? I've never, er I've never really had. sex dream before."

"Never?"

"Well, not this vivid. I had one but it was like I was getting caressed by all these shadows and you could see hands and mouth coming out and attaching to my body but it was no one specific."

"That sounds hot."

"That's not the focus! what am I supposed to do Q?

"I think you should ask Min Ho to be your date to Chuseok."

"I don't think I should get a date to chuseok, especially since he's supposed to be hooking up with Lulu some time soon."

"Lulu she's totally gorgeous and has a beautiful singing voice and she's great at dancing."

"Q" I whined "You're not helping."

"Oh, so you like him?"

"NO, I'm repulsed by him."

"But you dreamt about making out with him?"

"I don't know Q," we round the corner which brings us to the end of the trail "This whole thing is so weird. It's like He's so physically hot that I would be attracted to him scientifically. But his personality is just repulsive. His ego makes me nauseous but every once in a while there is this crack in his persona. You can see this like, genuinely caring and gentle person. But his goodness doesn't outweigh his horrible terribleness."

"Well, maybe you should just make out with him and see if it fucks up your psyche."

"That's terrible."

"You should just try kissing him. Get this out of your system and then see if he wants to keep kissing you or you to him."

"That's nauseating." we reenter the school grounds and sit in the little circle with a cherry blossom tree.

"Well you were the one who dreamed about him all nakey and rubbing up on you."

"Uh gross, I need to go wash my brain and body with holy water."

"No, look, the sun is about to rise!" he points me toward the sky and we get to see the beautiful sunrise. It's so wonderful. It makes my mind clear almost instantly. I look at the conglomeration of colors. The many swirling clouds of violet ad tangerine swirl into a lovely rose to tint the clouds. I sigh and run through all the possibilities of if or If I were not to kiss him.

Every time I come upon a negative answer I just look back into the sky and I see the swirling rainbow. The world looks so pretty when you're not worried about it.

"Alright, we're going to need to get back to the dorm if we want at least an hour of sleep in us before classes." Q shakes me but I remain fixed on the sky

"Why bother, let's just skip."

"No, we don't skip this is a boarding school. Have you forgotten where you are?"

"No,"

"Well maybe you've forgotten who you are."

"Maybe. Ever since this whole transformation I really feel like a whole new girl. I've never felt the desire to rebel like this. What's wrong with me?"

"Nothing, you're doing what normal people do at 12. Some sort of sexual awakening mixed with the urge to rebel."

"You sound like me," I finally get up and join him. We walk back to the dorms. Well I to mine and him to his. I shower thoroughly and brew coffee instead of just using instant coffee. I blare music through the kitchen speakers and sing along to my heart's content. While the coffee brews, I dance around and get dressed. I've got my shirt half-buttoned and tucked sloppily into the skirt. I'm halfway through tugging my left sock on when my front door opens. I scream and topple over.

"Oh my god! Don't ever make that sound again!" from the ground I see Min Ho plugging his ears. He looks handsome in his school uniform, mmm but his tie is sloppy.

"Min Ho," I stand up and brush myself off "Ughh, Alexa volume two. Min Ho, how did you get in?"

"You left your door unlocked. Someone could have broken in." He closes the door behind himself and I hear the lock click.

"Why'd you lock the door?"

"So no one could interrupt us," he stalk closer to me and hold me around my waist. "You know coffee seems to be a good taste on your tongue." He kisses me again. It's even more heated than the first one. Except this time it's real. I can feel the warmth of his body against mine.

"UH (Y/n)?" Q shakes me awake "(Y/n), you were drooling into your coffee." I grunt myself awake and take in my surroundings. I'm not in my dorm, I'm in the boy's dorm. I've got contacts in and I'm quite neatly dressed. Even someone had french braided my hair. Kitty.

I scan over and see that Min Ho, too is very neatly dressed and his tie has been placed impeccably. Except he's not in his uniform he's just dressed for a business meeting.

"Why are you dressed so fancy?"

"I told you we're going to have a photo shoot. If the press sees what charity I've done it'' will reflect well that my mother has raised a gentle and caring son."

"And why am I being used as a pawn to further your mother's success?"

"Because I gave you a makeover. Scratch that I gave you the opportunity not to die a virgin." I slap Min Ho sharp across the jaw

"You deserve the makeover." I point in his face "I may have been ugly on the outside, but you are far worse. Your insides are hideous, you're a slimy festering worm, a conglomerate of all things evil culminating on the insides." I punctuate most of my words with a poke to his chest. Slowly I back him into a wall.

"Woah what the hell is happening?" Dae questions

"This better not be another dream," I push the door open behind us

"Another dream?"

"(Y/n), you're drooling again?" Dae shakes my shoulder

"Fuck I need to get some sleep." I wipe my eyes "And not have a sex dream." and groan into a pillow

"I'm sorry, what?"

"You're continuously having sex dreams?" I hear Min Ho say from the kitchen.

"No,"

"Who are they about?"

"None of your business. Dae shouldn't you be home?"

"I was just about to leave, but you were groaning in your sleep. Are you alright."

"I'm fine. Go home Dae," I put a hand on his shoulder.

He seems ready to leave, picking up phis duffel and almost running out of the room.

"How did I end up here?"

"Q said you passed out after taking a hike with him at four in the morning. We didn't have your card so we couldn't get into your dorm."

"Wait wait wait, before we go any further, am I dreaming?"

"You just woke up?"

"Yeah well, I've been fooled before."

"you're awake. Oh how do you say to a photoshoot with me after chuseok?"

"Holy shit am I psychic? Or is this deja vu?"

"what are you talking about?"

"I swear I just had this conversation with you. But in my dream."

"Oh, so you are having sex dreams and dreaming about me?"

"Sorta, but in this last dream I was just yelling at you. You seemed kind of turned on by it." he rears back

"So you're having multiple sex dreams about me?" I sit up and tuck my knees in

"Sort of? I was talking to a friend and they said I should just try to make out with you to get out of my system."

"What, who said that?"

"I'm not going to reveal my sources."

"Well why don't you try and kiss me and get it out your system."

"Because that's gross."

"Well, you're the one who's dreaming about it."

"I should have never told you, I knew this would go poorly."

"If you don't kiss me, maybe I'll just kiss you."

"Oh brother," I drop my face into a nearby pillow

"What," he drags me back up by my shoulder. He smiles and it just feels magnetic

"That's something you would have said in those dreams. Something super cliche and Wattpad-y"

"Well, If I kiss you what will happen?"

"I don't know," I gasp as he leans with gently puckered lips. I put a hand on his collar and give him a gentle pushback. "And I don't want to find out. I don't think I'm emotionally mature enough to be ready for a relationship with you. You're very handsome, but I'm not ready to handle you the way you are. I'll see you at dinner tomorrow Min Ho." I get up and leave the dorm. I've learned from my dreams in several ways and picked up all my belonging after making a dramatic exit.

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I decided to catch up on my sleep. And man was I exhausted. I slept for almost 16 hours and woke up the next day. It was actual Chuseok day so I needed my head screwed on straight. I got out my mom's cookbook to get the maejakgwa recipe. Because my family couldn't get them fresh I was going to make two batches. Baking always takes my mind off everything. I get so focused on the details. The timer dings as I scrub some dishes and I pull the ginger cookies out of the oven.

They smell delicious.

I want to eat all of them.

I let the cookies cool down and find a fun box to package them. I try to write out a letter to my family but I end up sobbing onto the sheet of paper. Before I can get too emotional I text a hand delivery service and tell them that I need a box of cookies brought to my friends. I prepare the box and wait by the front entrance of the school. A man on a scooter collects the box with a smile. I return to the dorm and prepare my main dish.

My granny's muguk.

I had to buy beef broth because I didn't have the time to prepare true broth. while that boils I chop radish and scallions and then slice up the beef. The dorm swells with the smell of Granny's delicious soup. It's what reminds me that I have yet to eat breakfast. I throw the final seasonings in the pot and wash my hands.

There's not much in the fridge but I find two Chobani flips and guzzle them down. Then I take down a box of strawberries. I lower the heat on the soup and let it simmer for another hour. I spend that time getting ready for dinner. I find a big slouchy cardigan and a really cool long pleated skirt. I add a simple white tank top under the cardigan and match it with some white sneakers. That sense of rebellion rises and I keep my glasses on.

I give my hair a curl and clip some pieces back and put o a light layer of makeup on. The sun is starting to set so I pot my soup and bring it down to the common area. I run back up to my dorm and retrieve the cookies and when I return the hall is almost full of expats.

Unfortunately so are Professor Finnerty and Professor Lee are there as well. I have nothing against Professor Finnerty. He's handsome and understands the students better because he seems like he's fresh out of the womb. But, Professor Lee is too intense for my peers. I like him though. I see Kitty, Q and Min Ho pull up. They place down big bowls of food and everyone finds a seat to get situated.

"Kitty, why don't you make a toast?" Q pushed her up to stand

"Well, hello everybody this is my first Chuseok but I'm going to make sure it isn't my last." There's a scatter of giggles "I want to make this toast out to my mom. Wherever you are, I love you, Mom, Happy Chuseok!" we all cheer and clink our glasses together. I find my soup and take a healthy portion of my muguk. Then I get a scoop of white rice and some japchae.

I say thank you for the food and dig in. Someone brought a gallon of Arizona iced tea so I grab a cup when I burn my tongue on the beef. I meet Min Ho at the drink station

"Oh Hello, (Y/n)."

"Min Ho you look kind of sweaty," I reach up for his forehead and it feels clammy.

"I feel fine."

"Well, you have that date tonight, right?"

"Yeah, how did you-"

"I hear you bragging about it. Just here, "I dig around my sweater pockets and provid some pills. "You look like you may need some meds. Here's Dramamine for nausea, tums, if your stomach starts spinning and cramping. It's an anti-acid. And for general pain here's some Advil." I hand him three little bottles

"Oh, why are you giving me meds. If you saw I was sick wouldn't you love that my date be sabotaged?"

"What who do you think I am? If I ugh If I like someone I'm not gonna purposefully let them have a bad date so they can crawl into my arms. Here, get Lulu an ice cream I hear she likes strawberries."

"Actually we would need to get sorbet."

I return to the tasty Japchae and my muguk. I was enjoying it until someone brought up that Min Ho is the one who cooked it.

"You cooked this Min Ho?" I pulled my utensils from my face

"Yeah, it's my mum's recipe."

"Well, it's delicious." I give him a smile and take another bite "Could use some salt."

"Is this your soup?" He takes a small bowl and has a bite "Could use some pepper."

"Well, you should try my maejakgwa cookies. Maybe bring some to Lulu."

"come here," He stands up and grabs me by the elbow. I'm taken around a corner and pressed against the wall. "what are you doing?"

"What do you mean what am I doing?" I look into his eyes and shake his hand off

"Why are you being so nice to me?"

"Because I'm a nice person?"

"Well stop, you used to have so much fire why'd you give up?"

"Because you obviously like Lulu. And she's way prettier and better at dancing than I am. So just go on that date and have fun."

I get up on my toes and give him a kiss on the cheek.

I take a deep breath and I limp back to the table ad take the display of steamed dumplings and stuff a stack of napkins in my pocket. I have no thought process my body just moves to its only comfort. I begin blindly stuffing my face until there's no elasticity left in my cheeks. I continue this self-pitying tirade until Professor Lee slams on the table to get everyone to quiet down. I realize what I've done and leave the room.

On my out of the dining hall, I find a nearby garbage bin and spit out my cheek fulls of soft gyoza. Tears are already running down my cheeks from shame. I doubt more than two people were looking at me but my brain tells me my worst fears. Everyone was watching the 'used to be' fat loser cry and stock her cheeks with pork and chicken. I get one of those napkins from my pocket and wipe the corners of my mouth. When I spot and exit I slam the metal and glass door open and continue half-assed splits as cool air hits my reddened cheeks.

"(Y/n)? What are you doing out here?" Oh no, oh god no. I turn on my heel. easiest way to avoid your problems is to run from them "Wait (Y/n) Erg!" Min Ho's distresses gurgles quell my escape

"Are you alright?" I get closer to him"what the hell's wrong with you?"

"I think someone poisoned me."

"What!" I grab my phone and start dialing the poison helpline all while blubbering nonsense Min Ho

"No, I think someone poisoned me with dairy."

"Ohhh that's why you would get sorbet." I reach through my pocket but only find the empty paper cube where the Lactaid pill I took this morning sat. "Oh shit, just," I grab him around his arms and help him up the stairs where we connect with Kitty.

"Finally, you took your sweet time,"

"Wait, you texted Kitty for help?" I let go of his shoulders

"Yeah?"

"Alright," Min Ho's phone interupts me

"It's Lulu she just pulled in. Someone cover for me. But make her feel allured, make me interesting."

"I've got it." I look Kitty in the yes and she grabs onto his bicep and they waddle to a nearby bathroom. I spin on my heel and brace the outdoors.

"Who are you? Have you seen Min Ho?"

"No, Ive been texting him nonstop but he hasn't responded." Her eyes light up. I know it's because she knows min ho is blowing me off to test her "He was supposed to take me for sorbet at six but I guess he got us both."

"Really he double-booked me with you? But you're so, whatever. You tell Minnie that we're going to dinner and sorbet at six tomorrow. One night with me and he'll have no reason to be late again." She turn on her heel and get's back into her fancy private car.

I swallow a ball in my throat and march back up the steps. Kitty is waiting for me ad Min Ho emerges from the doors looking relaxed and refreshed.

"Sooooo?"

"You two have a date tomorrow at six, you're getting dinner and sorbet. make sure to bring a condom." I pat his shoulder with the hand holding my phone. I sway drunkenly back to my room and get undressed. I line up some skin care on the ledge of the bath while it fills with hot water. I fill the tub with confused tears as I take my makeup off and comb my soppy hair.

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I've been MIA for a little bit and I just feel like so much happened and I'm here to update!!

Friday night I was looking forward to since last weekend. I was seeing Drew, and I was so stoked about it. I am starting to really like him, and it is so terrifying. I just am in that space where I always want to be around him but still feel like I have to play it cool. BUT I am also free to be myself and he wants to see those sides of me. It's very stressful, but I am hoping he is going to want to be official soon. He already gave me one of his shirts. OOOO let me talk about Friday. We went to a five-star hotel, and he was so sweet. Before he got me, I was telling him I was really tired. He told me if I needed to relax and just chill out that he'd give me the remote and I could chill. I feel like when I got into the car, I had a bunch of energy, and I had a really good time. We had sex a few times and it was so fucking good. It was our first time too so holy fuck. I want more so bad. I want him here now!!! On top of the sex, he is actually a really nice, sweet, good guy. He opens doors and cares to hear what's on my mind and really just wants to take care of me and make me happy and I don't think I have ever had someone want to do that so fiercely before. I am truly basking in it.

I went to my friend's brothers Friendsgiving last night and it was alright. I didn't feel well for the first bit. I think I ate too much, and my friends drives like a maniac on top of that. After a minute though it was a lot of fun. I smelt SO MUCH of weed though so I was lucky I got home late. I got home around like 1:30. It was fun we played games and drank and fucked around and we had some good food. I am taking today so like chill and do nothing, and I have had a great time, however I have no hot water in my house and the showers won't even turn on, so I just had to take a cold ass bath, and I want to kill my dad for not having this shit done sooner. It's been out since Friday! I am going to stop here.

I am so happy with my life and how things are going. I have been begging God and the universe for just one thing to go my way and I feel like I just wasn't ready to receive what I wanted before this. Now I have a job I like, a guy I like, and I am just generally so much happier than I have been. I am so happy and bless and hoping this high never ends.

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Saw an SEers say this about SC being more toxic. What's your view?:

The high-on-blood dick Stefan was in past isn’t Stefan. Stefan is a goodman who fights the monster that lives inside. That's Stefan, it’swho he wants to be, it’s who he fights every day to be. (The solereason that monster inside of him exists is because Stefan is so caring) So when the will to fight against the monster is taken away from him(usually by a Big Bad forcing him to turn off his humanity), ofcourse the creature he becomes isn’t Stefan. The difference lies in how they handlethe version he becomes. Elena steps into his cellwith him in season 1, she searches for him and finds him at the quarry whereshe gives him his ring and urges him to fight another day in season 1, inseason 3 she spends a summer chasing after him, she faces a werewolf to find him, she’s bitten by him but she doesn’tlet that scare her off, like, Elena is fighting the fight against the monsterin his head because he himself can’t do that at the moment, she’sas ride-or-die as you can possibly be. She knows the Ripper isn’t Stefan.Caroline throws a ring at him, calls off the engagement and tells him they can talk when he’s himself again. She’s not in this messwith him, she doesn’t do anything to help him.She just has this imagein her head of who she wants to marry and every timehe does something that isn’t like that perfect image she walks away. Elena nurses him to health because that’s what she knows he would want. SC sucked in season 6. Caroline was an insecure control freak who invited her rapist to Friendsgiving but didn’t want to invite Stefan just cause he dared to not have feelings for her, she wanted to talk about how he felt next to her dead mother’s body, she flipped the switch cause Stefan didn’t want to bone her, she forced him to flip it, forcing him to kill again, and then not having to face any fallout or consequences from that, her making him feel bad for mourning his brother the way he chose to. She was terrible that season. Stefan, who walked away from her many times without explanation suddenly going “OH EM GEE DAMON IS RIGHT I LOVE CAROLINE NOW” during Liz’s funeral, flipping the switch and then when everything comes back he doesn’t feel some type of way about Caroline making him do that, him kissing Caroline and giving her hope when he wasn’t planning on dating her, and then Stefan telling her he loves her even though he kissed her once in 6x14, she flipped the switch in 6x16, they were emotionless until 6x19 and in 6x22 he loves her? Why? And the show went ahead in season 7 acting like he didn’t tell her he loves her yet? I mean? Their storylines only involved each other. Neither of them got to meet the big bad, neither of them were involved in saving Bonnie. Stefan was talked into how he should feel about her by everyone, why? He’s a big boy, if he wants to date her, he’ll date her without everyone telling him. Don’t get me started on those flashbacks. Stefan would not have given Caroline a crappy, cheap gift. Even if he and Caroline weren’t close he still would’ve made sure to buy something she’d like. Are we really expected to believe Caroline held on to that gift for years, a gift she didn't like for sentiment? If my best friend’s bf got me a chain I didn't like then I wouldn’t keep it somewhere so I can cry over it years later after I've been with other men. That honestly doesn’t make sense. Same thing with June wedding. why are they making this big deal? Let us make the parallel without having the characters make it. There is no way Caroline should remember something she said about the hottie she had a crush on 8 years ago. The writers need to understand that it's possible to write a relationship without forcing it back to the pilot. Also Stefan said this to Elena vs Caroline lol: "If it were my choice I'd want to be with you forever" and "When I think about what our lives are supposed to look like now, I just can't see it" And they had Stefan give Elena a goodbye before death and not Caroline lol, a callback to “If it were just down to her or me and you had to choose who got the goodbye. Who would it be?”

Wow, fans are delusional. Stefan never stopped being what he was, that's why he fights it every day. He wasn't always forced to flip his humanity switch, that's something the writers kept strictly to current timeline. He had many ripper binders that were solely his choice. It was Stefan's choice to flip his humanity switch in the 20s, and he's the reason an all-girls high school shut down for attendance issues.

Elena was only "ride or die" for Stefan in the first two seasons. Things changed in the third season because she fell in love with Damon. You can see it and feel it just by watching Elena more closely. This fan is completely biased. Only a biased person would make such claims about Caroline. I mean... I hate Caroline's character for the most part, but I refuse to lie about her as this fan has.

Stelena is more toxic than Steroline. Unlike Elena, Caroline didn't coddle Stefan's monstrous ass.