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hayleylwong · 2 years ago

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reflection 05-23

9:33pm - today i woke up at like 12:30. this was disappointing bc i was supposed to get up earlier to study for my chem midterm tm. instead i didnt study until like 4 bc i had to go sit outside and talk to people and then i went to class for like five minutes but i left to go study for chem bc i thought that was more important. i went to the schoenberg music practice rooms w my friend that can play piano to take a break from studying and omg the practice room hallway looks and sounds like a psychiatric ward like i swear all the instruments blended together and sounded like clown music and the hallway was long and the doors were all like scary w one little window in them. but i liked hearing my friend play piano. then i met my other friend at feast and ate dumplings and we got to talk i wish i could see her more often. then i went to study some more w my friend from before and we had to check like 15 lounges before we found an empty table. tn im gonna do pomodoro method so i am writing this during one of my breaks. i hope i can get through everything rn i feel like it is doable i bought yerba and celsius earlier so i am prepared for my all nighter. we will see how doable it feels as the night progresses. i am looking forward to 4:00pm tm when i can finally sleep after my midterm and hanging out w people for an hour 3 times in a row.

9:44pm - omg i called today the 21st accidentally. i just realized i cannot sleep at 4 bc of club work due at 5. ughhhh it is only the beginning of the night and i already want to sleep. i have overdone my pomodoro break by 11 minutes now. it is not a good sign.

12:10am - it was not a good sign. i have watched one and a half lectures and am two hours and twenty minutes into my current break. i went to the store and got more yerba mate but it is not working. i have seven lectures left and less than ten hours before my midterm. when am i going to shower. i now cannot sleep until 7pm tomorrow. my eczema is making me itch inside my body i am uncomfortable and everything is irritating me i cannot focus but i will. i will do it i have to otherwise idk what to do no i have to i really have to. only 19 more hours of misery.

3:54am - i have watched one hour of lecture in the last six hours. i am scared. there are other peoples review notes on the white board and i do not recognize some of the words. my friend said theyre important. no position is comfortable i am hella fidgety and my skin is freaking out. i want to shower but i do not have time. my friend is abt to go to sleep and leave me. who will keep me awake. i an beginning to do the thing i used to do where i blink weird and tense my head muscles bc i feel off. i am going to hug my boy. except i just saw his explore page and let me tell you i have never seen so many asian bikini thirst traps in my life. and i scrolled through his for you page and the same girl kept coming up. tell me why when i was scrolling through the explore he said ‘ooh a white one’ like three times. like actually wtf. have i told u guys his ex is white. my chem prof is rly grinding my gears rn. i hope i does not ever find my tumblr. i hope i can focus in the next six hours. oh no that is not enough time. no no no no no

5:16 - i actually cannot think. my head is numb. but the caffeine is finally working and i cannot sleep. i am so f ed. my head does not work. maybe i am just irritable rn. i hate everything. wtf is a nucleophile and how do u tell how strong it is. i just learned but i forget. i am going to cry.

5:26 - my friend is going to sleep soon. what am i gonna do. i was supposed to be done w lec by now and i have six left. i have four hours left before the exam. i have never been so disappointed in myself. i am sad. what am i going to do. i cant cry im too dehydrated and i dont have time for that. what is wrong w me

6:26 - how am i still on the same lecture as an hour ago. i am so miserable. was this quarter really worth it if im gonna fail this class? i wasnt even good at this quarter. but it is too late now bc if i dont go through w that i alr failed. i cant even hear anything shes saying anymore but i barely have time to watch even on 2x speed

6:50 - i am struggling. thinking abt doing anything makes me want to sob. i really really hope my club does not make us do stuff for an extra week bc i actually do not think i can. that week will be spent studying for finals. ik what to prioritize now. they should make that more clear. ughhh my brain is being attacked with words. it does not like it. i hate myself rn. i need to scream

jp updates: sam is feeling good today. he is curious whether or not he asks people for contact information weirdly and is working on changing his phrasing.

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tpwkjerii · 4 years ago

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strawberry kisses

you and felix have a longstanding tradition of baking the day after finals. usually, it’s the best method of relaxing after long hours of studying. unfortunately, you find yourself rather tense this time — after all, it’s always fun to spend an entire day in a cramped kitchen with your crush, isn’t it?

pairing: lee felix x reader

warnings: fluff and kissing, mild angst, reader likes strawberries (sorry if you’re allergic skdlsd), ex boyfriend (but supportive bestie) minho, reader has low self confidence :(, like two curse words, kisses!!

genre: friends to lovers au, kinda idiots to lovers, mutual pining

word count: 2.9k+

a/n: short fic for Felix hehe

Your eyes glazed over as you reviewed the last response of your final exam of the term. After two long hours of plugging equations you hardly understood into your nearly-dead calculator and speed-writing to the point where you’re sure you’ve bruised your dominant hand, you finally finished. At lightning speed, you gathered your exam papers and submitted them at the front with a quick prayer to the universe.

A few other students followed your rushed pace out of the large lecture hall, all of you eager to finally get out of the stuffy room.

As you stepped out of the packed hall and into the cooling outdoors, you checked your phone, which was filled with texts from the one person you were trying desperately to get out of your head (and miserably failing at that).

felix (strawberry head) <3

5:23 PM

did you finish your chem final ???

hyunjin and i just submitted our video for our dance performance

your editing was very good btw :D

5:35 PM

y/nnnnn you’re taking forever :(

we’re waiting at the quad for you !!

5:40 PM

*i am waiting at the quad for you

the others got too hungry and left, but i’m waiting for you!

pls hurry it’s cold :[

You bit back a laugh at his texts, his heartwarming tone filling you with a familiar fuzzy feeling. You pushed the feeling aside as you texted a reply.

y/n

5:43 PM

be there in 2 :D

You stifled a smile as you rushed towards the quad. Soon enough, you saw Felix and his bright, red-dyed hair (you first noted that it closely resembled a strawberry). The moment your eyes met his, you felt your heart skip a beat and heat spread across your face. This was the common reaction you’ve had for the past few months whenever you see Felix.

He rushed over to you with a giddy smile and his arms outstretched. Quickly, he barrelled into you and pulled you into a tight embrace.

“You took so long,” he whined, his chest vibrating as he spoke.

“I know, I know. ‘M sorry,” you responded, your voice slightly muffled by his shirt. You took a second to enjoy his hold and the comforting warmth that Felix always provided you whenever he was near. Over the past few years, you’ve grown accustomed to the scent of his sweet floral perfume, the feeling of his tight hugs, and the way he played with your fingers when he was bored.

All the things you were fond of were now extreme nuisances in your life. Not because they were annoying or because you disliked Felix, but rather the complete opposite; you were completely, helplessly, and foolishly in love with him.

“You ready to go?” Felix asked suddenly, breaking you out of your thoughts. He brought his arms down from around you, and you looked down at the ground as you nodded, hoping that he didn’t see the intense blush that was spreading from your face to your neck.

You are so fucked for tomorrow.

After an entire night of tossing and turning in anxiety, the next day finally arrived. To say you were nervous was a massive understatement.

The minute you woke up, you began to anxiously clean your apartment while your roommate Ryujin laughed at you. As you wiped down every visible crevice, she made sure to pester you about a “missed spot” or tempt you with sweets.

“You’ve never cleaned this much whenever Felix came over before,” she pointed out with a laugh while you wiped down the kitchen counters for the fourth time.

“What do you mean?” you asked, your voice uncharacteristically high-pitched.

Ryujin scoffed. “It is so obvious that you like Felix, there’s no point in lying to me,” she stated bluntly.

Your hand froze mid-wipe on the counter. You looked over at your blue-haired roommate nervously. “Is it really… that obvious?”

“Yes,” she deadpanned.

You winced and dropped your head onto the smooth stone countertop. “Do you think he’s noticed?” you moaned into your arms.

“If he hasn’t, I will personally pay for his glasses prescription.”

You whined again as you lifted your head up to look directly at Ryujin. “If he’s noticed then why hasn’t he said anything?”

She stood up as she answered, “Not sure but you could always ask him today.”

Your mouth dropped in horror at the suggestion. “I can’t tell him how I feel! That would completely ruin our friendship!”

“So you’d rather continue tip-toeing around him and never get a clear answer?” she questioned, her arms crossed.

“Yes.”

Ryujin sighed and started to collect her things. “You can do whatever you want,” she started as she placed her papers in her backpack, “but I recommend you tell him soon.” She stood up and headed for the door. Just before opening it and leaving you alone with your thoughts until Felix arrived, she turned around and said, “I won’t be home until late, have fun.” With that, she winked and walked out of your shared apartment.

You scoffed at her suggestive tone and stood upright to check the time.

10:08 AM

You gasped. Felix said he was going to arrive at 10:30, but knowing him he would be at least 15 minutes early, meaning you only had 7 minutes to get yourself together!

You cursed and rushed to your bedroom. Switching out of your wrinkled pajamas, you opted for a random hoodie you grabbed out of your closet and jeans. After you changed, you made a beeline for the bathroom and fixed your appearance. You quickly brushed through your hair and washed your face, hoping you removed all remnants of your restless sleep.

Just as you predicted, you heard four distinctive knocks on your front door right at 10:15.

“Coming!” you exclaimed as you rushed out of your bathroom.

Right before you opened the front door, you placed a hand on your beating heart and mumbled words of encouragement to yourself. Then, after deciding that you were probably taking too long, you pulled the door open.

Immediately, Felix, covered in a large hoodie and arms filled with large bags of baking ingredients, greeted you with a large grin. Like every other time, you felt your heart skip a beat when you made eye contact with him.

“Hi,” you said simply, a smile on your face.

“Hi,” he responded. He looked you up and down, asking, “Are you wearing my hoodie?”

You paled and looked down at the large pink hoodie, immediately recognizing it as the one that Felix lent you almost one year ago when he dropped you off at the airport since you forgot yours in the car. Once you got back from your trip, you’d forgotten to give it back to him.

“O-oh,” you stuttered, looking down at the oversized sleeves. “I didn’t even realize,” you continued awkwardly. “You can ha -”

“It’s fine,” he cut you off, the smile never leaving his face. He shrugged. “You look better in it anyways.”

Your mouth dropped and you found yourself unable to respond for a few moments. Felix laughed at your dumbfoundedness and gently pushed you aside to walk into the apartment. Once he set the bags down on the kitchen counters, you returned to your senses and closed the door to walk over to him.

“So, what are we making today?” you asked, trying to keep your voice as level as possible. It wasn’t an easy task to do, considering his proximity to you.

You held your breath as he grabbed your hands and looked into your eyes. “What’s your favorite fruit?” he asked excitedly.

“Er, strawberries?” you answered, tilting your head to the side in mild confusion.

At that, Felix let go of your hands and quickly pulled out a carton of fresh strawberries from one of the bags. You gasped in delight at the sight of the bright fruit and immediately thanked him.

“It’s no big deal,” he responded while sliding the fruits into the fridge. “I’m gonna eat most of the tarts and choco strawberries anyways,” he added with a sneaky laugh.

You scoffed. “You always say that but you always end up giving me the most.” You smirked at him while taking out the baking materials.

“I don’t give it to you,” he countered. “You steal them.”

“Whatever helps you sleep at night,” you told him with a sing-song tone. He laughed from your side, and you swore that you heard actual sparkles, as if he were a fairy, when he did.

You cleared your throat, hoping to rid your mind of distracting thoughts that could be potential problems during the next seven hours that Felix would be at your apartment. “So, master chef Felix,” you started, lowering your voice like a TV show announcer. “What are you going to do first?”

“Well, my fair announcer,” he began, holding up the silicon whisk like a microphone. “I think we should start with preparing the shortbread dough, what about you?”

“Ah, you are the chef. Lead the way,” you responded with a wide smile.

You both laughed together and actually began the baking. Like usual, Felix did most of the work while you played music and assisted from the side. You worked together seamlessly, and soon enough the shortbread cookies were done and strawberry jam cooling to the side.

While you taste-tested the jam, Felix began to whisk the melted chocolate, and you took this time to admire him. You stood at his side, allowing you to admire his side profile.

Felix was easily one of the most beautiful individuals you ever laid your eyes on. But his appearance wasn’t the only part you fell for — he was one of the few people whose inside beauty matched their outside beauty.

Felix was kind, funny, optimistic, and just about every positive adjective you could find in a dictionary. After every failed test, he was there with a cup of strawberry ice cream and a shoulder to cry on. When you landed your first job, he was there to celebrate with you even when your own family wasn’t. And when you and Minho mutually broke up, he was there to give you advice as you coped with the end of your first relationship.

How could you not fall for him?

And sometimes you had the feeling that he liked you back. The touches that would linger for just a few seconds too long, the soft smiles that Chan claimed he only ever gave to you, and his late-night texts all spurned a tiny hopeful fire in you that kept your crush alive.

No matter how many times you tried to get over him and convince yourself that your crush didn’t exist, the tiny voice in your head still spoke. “But what if he likes you back?”

Now, as Felix stood by your side with a soft smile on his face while he whisked the chocolate, that voice screamed louder than ever.

And just as you gained a sliver of courage, the same paralyzing thoughts that have held you back for the past few months returned.

Felix was out of your league in every way. He was social and easily commanded the attention of an entire room with so much as two words. His outward beauty matched his insides, and everyone on campus reached a collective agreement that if angels ever existed and walked among us — Lee Felix was certainly one of them.

And those things were only the tip of the iceberg that is Felix. He was talented, sensitive, supportive, passionate, and everything you could ever ask for and then some.

You then thought back to all the people he rejected - kindly, of course - and how you matched up to them. If Felix didn’t choose to go out with all those beautiful and talented people, what on Earth made you think you would choose you?

At this point, Felix picked up on your sudden silence and how your breaths grew heavy and uneven.

“Are you… alright?” he asked carefully, his own chest beating heavily.

You stared at him, panicked that he caught onto your apprehension. “Um…” you started, trailing off as you met his gaze.

Felix let go of the whisk and grabbed your hands. “You can say whatever you need to.”

“I uh,” you started after a few moments, internally battling yourself to gain courage as you realized that it’s now or never. “I kinda like you,” you admitted quietly, looking down at your intertwined hands anxiously. You waited for him to pull his hand away in disgust and start to kindly reject you like he did to all those other people, but it never came. After a few seconds, his hands still the entire time, you looked up at him with glassy eyes in confusion.

“What?” he finally said, his deep voice softer than ever.

You looked back down at your hands shamefully. “Do I really have to repeat it?” you asked weakly. “I like you, Felix. I have for the past few months and it’s been driving me insane because it feels like my heart’s about to stop dead whenever I see you and I can never think straight when you’re with me. Apparently, it’s been pretty obvious and I really tried my best to get over it so it wouldn’t hurt our friendship.

“Trust me, I really wanted to get over it but I couldn’t, and I know you don’t like me back so it’s ok. I can deal with it on my own and you can just leave a -”

“Y/N,” Felix said suddenly, his voice firm. You looked up, tears rolling down your face as you were sure that he was about to reject you.

“Felix please don’t interrupt me. At least let me finish what I have to say,” you pleaded softly, removing your hands from his.

“Y/N,” he repeated, his voice much gentler. He carefully wiped the tears from your face and took your hands into his again. “Can I say something before you finish?” he requested.

You choked back a sob as you nodded, certain that he was just going to let you down kindly.

“I like you too, Y/N,” he said shyly, a blush spreading across his freckled face.

Your entire body froze.

“I was too scared to admit it because I didn’t think you liked me back,” he continued, the words slowly registering in your mind. “To be honest, I thought you still liked Minho.”

You blushed at his words, thinking back to all the times you would pull Minho, your ex-boyfriend, to the side to talk about Felix these past few months. You didn’t realize how it must have looked to Felix or your other friends.

“I was also… afraid of ruining our friendship, so I’ve just kept it to myself the past two years.”

You gaped at him. “Two years?” you sputtered, causing him to laugh at the way your eyes widened comically. “That’s when we first started uni!”

He shrugged. “What can I say? I was instantly attracted to the way you fought Chan on why you should be allowed to keep the minifridge in your dorm,” he joked.

You blushed at the embarrassing memory, although it wasn’t completely regrettable as it was how you met most of your current friends — including Felix.

“I’m surprised,” you voiced simply. “I didn’t think you would ever like me back.” You breathed out, your muscles relaxing instantly.

Felix grinned again and he moved slowly to envelop you in his arms. He rested his hands on the small of your back and his head on the crook of your shoulder.

“Does this mean that I can take you out on a date?” he whispered.

“Will you promise to stop taking unflattering pictures of me and sending them to me in the middle of the night?” you asked, your head resting against his and arms around him.

He sighed. “Fine,” he answered reluctantly with a whine.

“Then sure,” you responded and pulled your head back to meet his eyes. His eyes shined from the sunlight pouring through the windows and his freckles glimmered like stars across a canvas. Felix was truly beautiful inside and out.

“You have some strawberry jam on your lip,” he said after a few silent moments where you both admired each other.

“Really?” you asked. Your hand moved from his back towards your face, but Felix caught your hand in midair and returned it to its original position.

“I’ll get it,” he murmured with a gentle smile before closing the distance between your lips.

You held your breath as he pressed his soft lips against yours. You instantly recognized the strawberry chapstick he uses and the taste of the shortbread cookies. He swiped his tongue against the corner of your lip, and the sudden sensation caused a shiver to run down your spine.

You brought your hand up to his hair and gently tugged at his dyed locks. Felix brought you closer to him and massaged your back as he deepened the kiss.

When you finally pulled away, your face was burning red and you were completely breathless. Felix was smiling giddily, his arms still around yours.

“I think there’s still some jam left,” he told you, not even giving you a second to respond before he pressed his lips against yours once again. This kiss was much more playful than the last as you giggled against each other in the kiss.

“Did you get it all?” you asked him, your voice reduced to a murmur as he continued kissing your lips.

He hummed, kissing you once and twice in between, before responding, “I don’t think so.”

You laughed against his lips. “Well, I guess you better get it all. I can’t have strawberries stuck on my lips all day.”

He laughed with you, and true to his words, he eventually did get all the strawberry jam off (an extra two hours and an uncountable amount of kisses later).

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dual1pa · 3 years ago

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the fair

Eddie x fem!reader (has nothing to do with the plot of Buffy)

Warnings: fluff, heavy make outs, characters are both 18+

A/N: I don't think I've seen imagines about Eddie but this could easily lead to a part 2. thanks for reading :)

She always had a crush on him. Ever since he sat next to her in Chemistry class. It’s like her teacher, Mr. Miller, knew she was in love with him because he made them lab partners. Ever since then, they would eat lunch together, he would meet her at her locker every day to walk her to her bus. He always had his hands tucked into his pockets and looked down at his feet.

Before she got onto the bus, he stopped her, “Hey. There’s this fair tonight down at the firehouse, something about them collecting money for the year, would you, uh, wanna go with me?”

She smiles widely, “Eddie, I would love to. I love carnivals!”

Eddie’s face lit up, “Great. Should I pick you up at your house or do you wanna meet me there.”

“Eastend street. Third house on the left, it has purple shutters, can’t miss it.” she quickly kissed him on the cheek and ran onto the bus.”

He touched the place where she kissed and blushed, finding his car through the endless amount of cars of the senior class. He mentally beat himself up as to why he didn’t ask to just give her a ride home. He shook the negative thoughts out of his head and put the keys into the ignition of his car, figuring out what the hell he was going to wear.

When she found an empty seat, she internally screamed that he finally asked her out. She put in her headphones and turned on her favorite music, as well as responding to unread messages. As she stared out the window at the buildings and homes she passed by thousands of times on the way home from school. She thanked God it was the weekend and could finally take a break from the books to focus on what she was going to wear to impress the guy she really liked.

Once she found a cute dress and a pair of white sneakers, she paced back and forth in her living room, constantly looking out the window watching for Eddie’s car to pull up.

“I’m so glad you’re finally going out with that boy you’re always talking about.” her mother said, not taking her eyes off the book she was reading.

“You have no idea how happy I am. Also, could you guys like… not be awkward and weird and just stay here when the doorbell rings?” she scolded her mother and father until they gave her the answer she wanted, which was “fine, I won’t say a word.”

Just as their conversation was ending, they all heard the doorbell ring.

“Remember. Say nothing until you hear that door shut.”

“Just go have fun with him! But, curfew is midnight.” her father said.

“Alright, alright. See you guys later.” she ran to grab her small purse filled with her driver’s license, some extra cash, some lip gloss, and chapstick.

She double-checked her makeup and hair in the small mirror. She opened the door to see Eddie, wearing a blue jacket with a white shirt underneath and a pair of khakis. His hair was brushed to the side.

“Hi.” she smiled clutching onto her small bag that’s attached to her hip.

“Hey. These are for you.” he handed her a bouquet of flowers of her favorite colors.

She gasped, “These are beautiful.” She brought them up to her nose to smell the wonderful scent.

“I remember you told me these were your favorite flowers and I couldn’t show up empty handed.”

“It would have been fine if you did. All I need is you here, but thank you for the flowers.” she quickly put them on the table in the foyer and shut the door behind her, following Eddie to his car parked in the driveway. He opened the car door for her and waited patiently for her to put her seatbelt on before he carefully shut the door.

The way to the carnival was peacefully quiet. The air from outside coming in from his half opened window, his hair slightly blowing in the wind. She couldn’t help but smile at the scene she was witnessing. His one hand was on the wheel and the other was resting on his leg.

“Do you like to listen to music? I don’t have an AUX cord in my car anymore, it broke. However, I do have the radio. Any stations you listen to?”

“Any station that plays pop music.” you smile.

“No problem.” he flipped through the many stations until he found something that sounded similar to a pop song.

“Is this one okay?” he asked.

“It’s perfect,” you said.

As Eddie pulled into the grass area of the firehouse, it was already packed. Many families, people they recognized from school, and couples on dates. The field lit up with dozens of different colors and the environment was filled with laughs and screams. She considered herself a ride lover, she’ll go on any ride no matter how scary they look. She hoped he was the same.

“Man, it sure is packed and it’s not even 7 yet.” he looked at his watch after he parked the car.

“I know. But, it is a Friday night and the rides actually look good this year.”

“Yeah, last year they sucked, that’s why no one went.”

She laughed, “I think they got the message.”

The two of them walked close together as the craziness of the fair sucked them in. Eddie paid for 50 tickets, he thought that would get them on most of the rides.

“What do you wanna ride first?”

“Up to you.”

“How about that?” you point to a ride in the shape of a circle, watching as the people brave enough to ride go upside down, “Do you do rides like that? I don’t want you to do anything you don’t wanna do.”

“No, I love rides like that. I’ll go on anything here.”

“C’mon then!” she grabbed his hand and lead him to the line for the ride.

For the rest of the evening, they held hands as they walked to different attractions and waiting in lines. The only times their hands weren’t intertwined was to share a funnel cake. She had the time of her life with him and she prayed that he did too.

“What should be our last ride?” he asked her, squeezing her hand.

“I think it should be the Ferris wheel.”

“It’s like you read my mind.”

She started growing impatient because of how long the wait was but refused to show it on her face. All she wanted to do was lean up against Eddie’s chest and wrap her arms around his waist. She was thankful he didn’t pull away when she first grabbed his hand.

“Do you have anything planned for the weekend?” Eddie broke the silence between them.

She shook her head, “Nope, just homework probably. You?”

“Same here. If you wanted to, we could study for that chem test we have next week.”

“That sounds amazing actually because I have no idea what I’m doing.” she chuckled.

“I’ll be your knight in shining armor when it comes to chemistry.”

“I love that. My parents are actually leaving tomorrow to go into the city until Sunday night, just come right over.”

“Sounds like a plan.”

“How many?” the fair employee asked.

“Two.” Eddie said.

“Step right in. Enjoy your ride.”

“Thanks.” she smiled.

She sits down first, followed by Eddie. She watches as the employee goes to start up the ride, the employee presses a button and they keep climbing till they’re at the top.

“Wow, you can see the whole town from here. I think I can see my house from here.” she laughed.

Eddie gained the courage to put his arm around her. She leaned in to his touch and held his hand that was around her arm. She looked up at him, he was already looking down at her. Without thought, she leaned up to quickly kiss him. She pulls back, without saying a word, he goes back in for another kiss, this one more passionate. His lips were so soft she never wanted to come up for air. The hand that was on his lap was now holding her cheek.

“I’ve wanted to do that all night.”

“I’ve wanted to do that since Mr. Miller paired us up as chem partners.”

“Damnit. That means I could have asked you out earlier?”

She licked his bottom lip to bring him back in for a kiss.

Before they knew it, their ride was coming to an end.

“I wanna do more of this,” he said firmly.

“Me too,” she said.

On the ride home, they talked about their favorite rides and moments of the night. Both of them chose the Ferris wheel.

Eddie pulled up to her house and turned off the engine, “What time should I come over tomorrow?”

“How about 3? Then after we can watch a movie and just hang out?”

Eddie nodded in agreement, “I’m looking forward to seeing you again. I also really liked kissing you.”

That’s all it took for her to hike up her dress and maneuver herself over the console to straddle his hips. He quickly took off his seatbelt so she was more comfortable on top of him. She leaned down to kiss her crush. His hands gripped her waist. She moaned into his mouth, desperately wanting more of him. His mouth moved from her lips to her neck, sucking on the sweet spot, for sure leaving a mark. She glanced at her watch, noticing it was about to hit midnight. She definitely didn’t want her father coming out of the house and seeing what was happening.

She groaned, “I have to go. It’s almost past my curfew.”

“No.” he moaned in a protest.

“If I’m grounded that means my parents will cancel their trip to the city, and you and I both don’t want that, trust me.”

He lets her go as she gets out the passenger side.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, alright? 3pm sharp. I’ll be waiting.”

“Believe me, I’ll be here at 2:59.”

She blows him one last kiss before running up to the front door, unlocking it with her key. She locked the door behind her and watched Eddie pull out of the driveway and onward to his home. She couldn’t wait for tomorrow.

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bh7theseriesblog · 4 years ago

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The Origins of Big Hero 7

Big Hero 7: The Series

Origins

*A flicker of black and white starts up for a while, static noises barely blocks out a voice*

Umm…Hello? Can you hear me?

*the flickering and static stops as it shows a 14 year old girl with dyed blue hair and purple eye contacts*

Can you hear me? Oh it's working!

*The girl sits on the chair in front of the camera. She smooths out her sea green skirt as she clears her throat*

Hi! So…after some thinking I decided to make a video diary so I can remember what I said. After all, who knows when it'll come in handy right? Oh right! I forgot to introduce myself! My name is Cora Mizichio.

*Cora chuckles slightly before continuing*

So I guess I should start with my life and such. Let me warn you though, it's kind of a long and wild story.

*she pulls out a phone and starts showing pictures*

I have lived in San Fransokyo for my whole life with my Dad, Mizuchi and Grandmama, Kaguya. My mom, Akemi passed away when I was a baby.

*image of a blonde hair woman smiled warmly before switching to Cora and her family. Her father being Goliath in stature and her grandmother dressed in a kimono with a cane*

Then my family found out that I'm incredibly intelligent for my age. I suppose hacking into your father's computer to send a birthday card at the age of 4 does that. My Dad is very sweet and an old softie, but is very protective of me and wasn't sure that I should go to school. So I was homeschooled, it was fun being taught by Grandmama and such about Marine biology, but…I felt kind of lonely…

After all my studies, I actually made a habit of bot fighting disguised as an unknown cat-masked competitor under the name 'Nekodomo'. It earned good money since at the time Dad hadn't gotten any luck with jobs due to his height. But it was my very first night of bot fighting that I met him…Hiro Hamada

*she flips the photo to a young Asian boy her age, with messy raven hair, large almond brown eyes and a tooth gap in his smile.*

I've never had very much luck when it came to making or having friends, so if I someone told me that I would end up dating this guy I would had laughed. But yeah we did. I was paired up with Hiro in one of those special bot fighting events like the duo duel. We won, but than the cops were coming and I was so scared of getting caught that I couldn't move. But then the next thing I know Hiro grabs my hand and we were running like crazy before the cops even spot us! I have no idea how long we had been running, but to be honest I didn't really care because I was still awe-struck by the fact that Hiro had save me from getting arrested and we didn't even know each other at the time. But that was all about to change, because as we were finally approaching a safe distance from the cops, it was at that moment where I tripped and fell flat on my face, and at the same time broke my mask. Thankfully Hiro picked me back up and we started running again, with me leaving my broken mask behind. Once we finally stopped and knew we were safe, that was when Hiro and I actually first met face-to-face. Now I have to be honest with you, I've never really known if the whole 'Love at first sight' thing was actually real or not, but it's the only thing I can describe how I felt when I first looked into Hiro's eyes. It was there when we properly introduced ourselves to each other and after that, we started seeing each other more. And it was only after 4 months of hanging out together, that I finally got to meet his family, and he got to meet mine.

*The picture now showed Hiro with a woman holding a calico japanese bobtail cat and a young man on either side of him.*

The woman on his left is his Aunt Cass, she runs a coffee shop called the Lucky Cat Cafe. The young man on his right is his older brother Tadashi. And the adorably cute kitty-cat Aunt Cass is holding is Mochi, their family pet. They are really cool people, and they always asked how I was doing and such, and Mochi is such a sweet kitty that he always tries to cuddle up to me whenever I come over. Hiro and I actually became an official thing one night when I saved his butt from Yama's minions. And boy were they surprised! Aunt Cass actually bounced when Hiro told them that I'm his girlfriend! Dad and Grandmama met them that night too, while dad wasn't too happy at first about me dating, Grandmama convinced him…after hitting him on the head with her cane.

*Cora giggled at the memory*

Anyway, After a slight misadventure where Hiro and Tadashi landed in jail and Cass had to bail them out, Tadashi actually took Hiro to SFIT, San Fransokyo institute of Technology that same night. Hiro told me that he met Tadashi's friends. There's Gogo: the cool biker chick, Honey Lemon: the stylish Chem genius, Wasabi: Laser neat freak, and Fred: the secret Billionaire super hero geek. Afterwards Hiro and I actually applied to SFIT by entering the showcase! Hiro made these miniature robots he called Microbots which he can control via head transmitter, I on the other hand did super strength suction cup shoes that can stick on any surface. We both won and we…were gonna celebrate until…a huge fire broke out in the showcase building and Tadashi ran back inside to help Callaghan, a teacher at the school….he didn't make it…

*Cora turned quiet, looking at her hands as she takes a deep breath*

Hiro wasn't himself for a while. I visited him a lot since the fire, and I mostly talked and tried to comfort and be there for him. Then came the day Hiro stubbed his toe and Baymax came along.

*A picture of a white inflated figure came to the picture*

Baymax was Tadashi's project, a robotic nurse to be more specific. He heard Hiro say ow and activated to help him. Then one of Hiro's microbots started acting weird, and Baymax followed the direction it went! It was then we found a guy in a kabuki mask controlling the Microbots. But they were destroyed at the fire right? Once Hiro pieced together that it was the kabuki-masked man that started the fire to steal them, which in turned killed Tadashi…Hiro decided to build Baymax some armor which…well

*the next picture showed Baymax in protective gear*

We traveled down to the port where we saw him take some type of machine out of the ocean. But then it turns out Baymax called the gang to help us, but sadly the guy in the mask saw us. We barely escaped with our lives that night! Thankfully Baymax being a walking marshmallow, also makes him an inflatable raft too. Afterwards we got to Fred's mansion and discussed over what to do next. Side note: it was weird to see that Fred is a billionaire.

*shows portrait of a young Fred and his parents in classy attire*

Hiro and I then built ourselves armor to fight the guy in the mask. Honey lemon got this cute chemistry purse to pull out what she needed, Gogo got some sick skates to zoom past us, Fred got a killer Kaiju costume that breaths fire, Wasabi got awesome laser blades on the backs of his hands, and I got my aquatic camouflage suit with squid strength suction cup shoes! And learning back from his previous work, Hiro turned Baymax from a stay puff marshmallow with bicycle gear to an awesome superhero!

*the next photo shows Baymax in his red armor*

After training and flying around the city we got down to business. We flew to Akuma island where the masked guy was, and it was there we learned something interesting. Krei and some government officials had something called 'Project Silent Sparrow'. It backfired when the portal sucked everything in, and the pilot was stuck. But then the masked guy attacked us! We tried to fight back but….

*a small clip showed Fred jumping only to be punched away *

We bombed, big time.

Hiro and I got lucky to get the mask…but the person was not who we thought….

Turns out Callaghan grabbed the transmitter and used it and the Microbots to protect himself in the fire…leaving Tadashi to die….

It was then that Hiro took out Baymax's health care chip and ordered him to kill Callaghan…

*Cora took a deep breathe before standing up and leaving the room, she returned back with a glass of water and started drinking it. Once she was done She then continued.*

Thankfully the gang got Baymax back to normal but Hiro was furious. He just left with Baymax…but we eventually met up with Hiro at his place, with a video of Tadashi…it was also when we showed him what we discovered. The pilot was no random person Krei hired. She was Callaghan's daughter, and Callaghan was out for blood.

We got to Krei Tech where Callaghan got his portal running. Hiro then learned what we needed to do to beat him; instead of the mask, we take out the Microbots, then he'd be powerless. But despite that, the portal was still open, and ready to tear itself to pieces. Then Baymax dropped the biggest bomb on us, Callaghan's daughter was still alive in there.

Hiro and I got on Baymax to rescue her. We found her pod but Baymax's thrusters were wrecked from the debris…

Baymax…he got us out by rocket punch…but stayed behind in the portal…

It's been weeks since then…

Krei agreed to keep our identities a secret, Callaghan is in prison, and his daughter is making a steady recovery at the hospital. And the news had been exploding over 'the mysterious group of heroes' that saved the city.

Hiro and I had been doing good, we talked to the gang a lot and we actually reapplied to SFIT again.

*Cora then looks at the clock beside her and gasped*

Oh man it's almost midnight! And first day of class is tomorrow! Anyway, thank you for listening! And…Baymax…I don't know if you can hear me..but Hiro has been doing good. We all miss you…especially me and Hiro...wish us good luck, cause who knows what happens tomorrow.

*Cora smiles at the camera before turning it off.*

A.N: This is an updated look for the prolouge chapter of Big Hero 7: The Series!

Liking the new visuals? ;3

This chapter has been edited by WolfWitchHuntress1318 at Fanfiction.net! Thank you for being my patient editor! Thank you for following and reading Big Hero 7! Love ya!

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cabinofimagines · 4 years ago

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In the end, cleaning wins.

Percy x gn!reader

Summary: Percy and Y/n are trying their best to be adults. Between work, school, being a demigod, and keeping up the apartment, something or someone was bound to snap.

A/N: Bro I’m always so bad at writing fight scenes since I’m such a peacekeeper lmao. I try to avoid conflict often so rip if this isn’t good.

-Day

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Being an adult is exhausting.

No seriously, it is. Percy hadn’t slept in over 26 hours at the fault of his new job at the aquarium. It held unusually odd hours, the only upside being a nice pay and working with sea creatures. He loved it, but the position and people he had to work with were obnoxious in many ways.

He stayed up all night trying to cram for a chem exam coming up, but he would’ve slept an hour at least if he’d known the bullshit coming his way. He left home yesterday morning for his bio lecture where he zoned out for 2 out of the 3 hours. Unfortunately, homework was assigned based on the day’s lecture. Amazing. Then, he was called into work directly after because the opening manager flaked out. Also amazing.

The school was across town from the aquarium so he figured he could catch some sleep on the subway, but before he even boarded, a group of dracaena ambushed him. He took off running, hoping that maybe he could lose them instead of having to fight. If he fought in this sluggish state then he’d probably screw up and shish kebab himself.

He could probably just run to the aquarium from here, take a few back alleys and shake off the slithering psychos. He turned to check if they were still following and to his surprise, they were right on his heels. Pretty fast for creatures with no legs. Or would having the ability to just… glide be faster? Like being on skateboard?

Now really wasn’t the time to be thinking of dracaena with skateboard bodies.

He turned sharply and took the fire escape three steps at a time. He wasn’t sure where this was going, but he was fairly certain that in the prospect of jumping buildings, the person with legs had the upper hand. He could hear the dracaena hissing out things like “get back here, sssson of the sssssea god” or “come here, child”. How the Hades are they still behind him?

He saw the edge of the building approaching and realized that maybe it was a little too far of a jump. But he was already flying over the gap and praying that his ankles don’t snap like twigs when he lands.

Luckily, he made it. He hit the ledge with his chest, his arms pulling him up. He scrambled to his feet, ready to turn and fight if that jump didn’t shake them. Turns out that it did work, because he’d the pleasure of seeing the failed attempt of the hissing heathers falling one by one into the gap between the buildings. He heard them yelp out curses on the way down, but wasn’t sure if they combusted into dust or not.

He decided to roof hop for most of the way to work, one because it was a little faster this way and because he had less of a chance to run into bored monsters. Man, he was glad that he didn’t have a manager to answer to this time, they’d probably just be glad he showed up.

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Percy prided himself on being a pretty chill person both at work and on the regular. However, there wasn’t a day that passed where he wondered if he should just hop in one of the tanks and pretend to be a fish. The sea otters seem pretty stress-free.

He was exhausted and running on energy drinks he’d bought from the gas station a little ways from work. What was supposed to be a 6-hour shift on his one day off turned into him working from 11:30 am to midnight after the evening manager decided to leave early. Percy was never one to complain when others went home before him, in fact, he usually chooses to go last unless he has homework due at 11:59. But when Cooper decided Percy could handle closing the aquarium by himself, he lost it.

He took the last bus home, thankfully, his trip home was quieter than his trip to work. He sat in the back, head tilted toward the window as he tried to calm the headache that tortured him. He was pretty sure that Y/n would be asleep by now, they had an early morning and he didn’t expect them to wait up for him… but tonight, he really hoped they did.

The promise that Y/n would be there, asleep or not, was comforting enough to him. He wanted nothing more than wordless cuddles and a deep sleep right now.

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Walking through the building door he noticed the hall light was off– correction, it was blown. No biggie, Percy had found his way in the dark multiple times, but the stairs seemed to be a different story. He tried so hard to be quiet on the way upstairs, but he managed to trip over the ledge. He swore quietly, fumbling for the railing and hoping his neighbor was dead asleep.

Ronnie often threw fits over the amount of noise the couple made, even if it wasn’t much of a ruckus, Ronnie always claimed that his keen ears could hear everything. He still hadn’t forgiven Percy for the quip he made about maybe turning his hearing aids down, but he will. Hopefully.

Somehow he made it to the apartment door in one piece fumbling for his keys and unlocking the door. He took note of the darkened place and figured that maybe Y/n really did go to bed. It’s alright, Percy was ready to crash and catch a few hours of sleep.

But the lamp was on in their bedroom and the door was cracked open still, so… are you up?

Percy kicked off his shoes and dropped his book bag by the door, trudging over to the bedroom and nudging the door open. Sitting upright in the bed sat Y/n reading a book he’d bought for your birthday. Percy smiled, you looked so cute bundled up in his old uni t-shirt.

Your eyes shifted to him, crinkling with happiness, “You’re back?” You didn’t move though, clearly comfortable under the heavy duvet.

He nodded with a small smile, moving over to your side of the bed and placing a quick kiss on your forehead, “I’m gonna take a shower and grab something to eat, you go ahead and get some rest.”

After he turned to leave you heaved a sigh, not sure how to bring this up when he’s as tired as he is. Maybe this could wait until tomorrow? Then he’d be less tired and maybe… no, you already put this off long enough. He’ll be tired regardless of when it’s brought up, might as well get it over with.

So you sat there, not really even reading the words on the page anymore, your thoughts wandering from the universe the author had written about. It really shouldn’t have been this nerve-wracking. It’s a basic thing that needs to be done in every house and you were getting tired of doing it every single time.

Cabinets shutting brought your attention back to the present. Reluctantly, you pushed the duvet back and shuffled towards the kitchen, Percy eating a PB&J sandwich coming into view. He looked like a little kid, leaning against the counter in his black sweatpants and a graphic tee, munching on a small sandwich he made. You grinned and leaned beside him, ignoring the confused glances he gave.

“You miss me that much?” He joked, mouth full of food.

You snorted and looked down, something you tended to do when you got nervous. He seemed in a good mood despite whatever may had happened today, so it’s now or never.

“I actually wanted to talk to you about something,” you mumbled, “And I know you’re tired but I feel like this is only going to get worse if we don’t talk about it now.”

Percy blinked and continued to eat, his silence a cue to continue. He didn’t really want to talk about anything right now, he just wanted to eat his sandwich and go to bed. But it seemed important so he figured he’d survive a little longer.

You studied your sock-clad feet closely, “I know we’re both really busy and it’s hard to find time for certain things like time with each other, time to study, or cleaning. But it’s something we have to find time for, y’know?”

Percy hummed, “I can ask off on Saturday if you want? We can spend the day together, we haven’t had a whole day in a while.”

You gave a small smile because while that is a concern, that’s not what you were talking about. You won’t say no though. You stole a glance at him, “I have missed being with you, I guess.”

“You guess?” Percy said a little louder, poking your stomach teasingly, “What’s that supposed to mean?”

You chuckled, swatting his hand away, “Be quiet! Ronnie will be at our door in a second, you know that.” Just do it, he’s in a good mood! “I was actually talking about the cleaning…”

At that, Percy took a look around. The dishes weren’t overflowing and the laundry wasn’t piling up, it didn’t look like something needed to be addressed. He finished the last of his sandwich, “Okay? What needs to be done?”

“Well between the two of us there is hardly any time to do anything else right? Well, it feels like I’m the only one taking care of the place-”

“But I do take care of the place,” He interrupted, “I pay the bills and I pick up after myself so-”

“But you don’t.” You spoke exasperated, “You don’t always pick up after yourself. Look, you left the bread and the PB&J out!” A fight isn’t what you wanted so you tried to approach it a different way. You took a deep breath, “...I understand you’re busy, I am too. I just want you to make a conscious effort to put things away where they belong.”

He scoffed, a disbelieving smile on his face, “I’m not a kid anymore, Y/n. I know how to clean up after myself, my mom made sure of that.”

“Then why don’t you? You used to be really good about helping me out–”

“I’m exhausted Y/n, what do you want me to do?!”

“Fucking help me, that’s what!”

It went quiet, staring the other down and wondering who would back down first. It was silly honestly, but you were tired of picking up the slack. The work in the apartment used to be equal but lately its looking a lot like you do 88% and Percy does 12%.

You relented, huffing and shaking your head, “Okay then.” You turned on your heel, going over to the front door and putting your shoes on along with a jacket. You needed to calm down, a little fresh air to maybe come up with a different way of approaching this.

The convenience store across the road might still be open. You could grab one of those bottled iced coffees for tomorrow morning, maybe a small snack too. Hopefully the small errand would be long enough for you to think of another approach. Maybe one where Percy was less of an ass, or less tired, whichever one really.

Percy followed you around to the door, his crossed arms dropping to his sides when he noticed what you were doing. He furrowed his brows, “Where are you going? It’s past midnight.”

“I’m well aware of the time, Perseus.” You hissed, “I’m going out to grab a few things.”

He shook his head, his black hair still wet from the shower, “You can wait until morning for that, come on!” he spoke lowly as he approached you, “let’s just get some rest...”

You pulled from his reach and twisted the door knob open, walking out without another word. You closed it behind you and padded over to the stairs, hopping down the unlit steps like you normally did.

Unluckily, your foot narrowly missed the next step and without the light to see where you could potentially catch yourself, you fell. Yep, you hit every step on the way down. If Ronnie hadn’t heard the argument you just had, he had to have heard your swears as your body fumbled down to the 1st floor.

Percy flung the door open, the light from your apartment lighting up the dark stairwell. His footsteps thundered down the stairs and there he sat in front of you, words flying out of his mouth so fast that you didn’t even know what he was saying. The fall caught you so off guard that you weren’t sure what was happening right now.

Ronnie threw his door open, profanities slipping out his mouth at the noise, “And this is why I never rent to young couples!” He shouted, but the threat of his words were tame without his dentures to help him spit it out. He turned his head to the bottom of the stairs where Percy leaned over your confused figure, fumbling over his words and oblivious to Ronnie.

“Well shit...” Ronnie muttered, backing back into his apartment quietly.

You snapped out of your daze, noticing how much your ankle actually hurt. Okay you’ve definitely dealt with worse, but the pain was still annoying. You started to push yourself off the steps and into a standing position, using the railing to steady yourself on your good foot.

Percy’s hands slid up your body, settling on your waist and attempting to help you back up the stairs. He kept his mouth shut on the way into the apartment, knowing that you’re probably even more irritated now.

Once you were sat comfortably on the couch, he rushed off to grab a bag of frozen peas to put on your ankle to stop the swelling. You did appreciate the thought, but you were not dealing with this any longer than you had to.

“Percy, there’s some ambrosia in my dresser, bottom drawer on the left.”

He blinked and wandered off to the bedroom, shuffling through your stuff before muttering, “It’s not even in here.” He spent a couple of more minutes looking around for the Ziploc bag you had, but clearly wasn’t really looking.

You hauled yourself off the couch, chuckling and shaking your head at his antics. Hobbling into the room you saw that he was looking in the night stand, not the dresser like you told him to. No wonder he couldn’t find it.

“Kelp head, I said the dresser not the night stand.” You laughed, limping over to the dresser and lcoating the bits of ambrosia. Percy was by your side in an instant, leading you back towards the bed and helping you situate yourself there comfortably. You said nothing as you opened the bag and nibbled on one of the pieces, a warm feeling washing over you.

You could feel the pain in your ankle easing off slowly and hopefully it would only be a little sore by morning. Percy took the bag from your hands and set it aside wordlessly, he muttered something about closing the front door before leaving the room.

You could tell he felt awkward about what just happened and he probably felt a little guilty about the argument you just had, even if it wasn’t all that serious. The two of you have had worse fights about worse things, but this is the first time in a while. It was bound to happen.

He came back in right as you shifted under the blankets, turning the light off and slipping underneath with you. He didn’t snuggle up to you right away, waiting to see if you were still pissed at him, but you didn’t make a move to kick him out the bed.

“I’m sorry for being such a dick, Y/n.” He whispered, “I didn’t know how much it bothered you and I’ll try to clean more often. I swear.”

Nothing was said, for a moment, Percy thought you’d fallen asleep, but you turned slowly to face him, eyes scanning his face in the dim light from the window. You brought a hand up to his face and traced his jawline gently, “That’s all I wanted you to do, stupid.”

He huffed and inched closer to nuzzle your nose with his, “And all it took was a sprained ankle for me to figure that out.”

You laughed and knocked your forehead against his, “It’s my fault for being so deadset on grabbing coffee for tomorrow morning. I should’ve just gone to bed.”

“Do you want coffee now? I can go grab it–”

“No, I’m not getting up tomorrow. Go to sleep, fish brain.”

#GOD I DO THIS TOO MUCH #I TAKE A SHORT FIC AND MAKE IT LONG #this is unnecessary #i cause myself pain of finding a plot #percy jackson #percy x reader #percy jackson imagines #Leo Valdez #frank zhang #nico di angelo x reader #leo valdez x reader #x reader #pjo #hoo #hoo x reader #pjo x reader

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nightspeckle · 5 years ago

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High School Au {Part 4}

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3

I started this weeks ago but I kinda lost my motivation to write, so sorry it took such a long time! I hope that you enjoy this monstrosity that I have created hehe

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I watch from the garage door as Cardan backs up and pulls out of the driveway. Oak has retreated back into the house to watch tv. Unfortunately the leach that followed him outside is still behind me.

I wait until Cardan’s car is nothing but a speck in the distance before I turn to face her.

The face looking back at me is identical to mine. That is except for the dubious and accusatory eyebrow raise that is being directed at me.

“What?”

“What! Jude really?” Taryns eyes shine in the afternoon sunlight as she crosses her arms turning herself from human to statue. I shrug closing the door and heading into the kitchen.

“If you are talking about my display by the car lets both keep in mind I have seen you do much worse. I mean muchhhhhh worse.”

“You promised not to speak about that!” Taryns voice climbs as she pushes herself up onto the counter. I shrug again while maneuvering around to search for my barbeque chips.

“But really, Jude?”

I stand from the pot cabinet I had been rifling through to look Taryn in the eyes.

“I truly am not comprehending what you are trying to say here, Taryn”.

She looks at me with a sad smile playing over her face as she shakes her head.

“Cardan Greenbriar? I just-” Taryn takes a moment for the breathy sigh that escapes her “It’s Cardan Greenbriar.”

“I have acknowledged that,” I mutter.

Well maybe not truly, but she doesn’t need to know that.

“I’m just a little confused, and a tad bit concerned.” Taryns eyes are puppy dog wide.

“I really don’t see how you’re in a place to judge.” My voice is firm as I cut her a glance. I mean really, who the hell is she to judge?

“I was just wondering.” Her voice now is as identically firm as mine.

“Great! Well please go wonder somewhere else.” I look up at Taryn to see her roll her eyes while I continue on to the next cabinet.

“Oriana put them over here,”

Taryn hops off the counter and reaches into the spice cabinet before pulling out a glorious bag of barbeque chips.

“Sneaky bitch.”

“She’s just trying to help your addiction,”

“Or she’s saving them for herself.”

“Whatever you say Jude,” Taryn says before sauntering out of the room pony tail swishing behind her. “Whatever you say,”.

....

After polishing off my chips I decide to compile a list of reasons why I want to kill Taryn. It goes a little something like this:

She interrupted my steamy ass kiss

She attacked me before I had time to think about how I fell about said kiss

She made me feel shitty for having said kiss

& most importantly she RAIDED my chocolate stash

I am also compiling a list of reasons to grovel at her feet:

She interrupted my encounter with the devil incarnate

She reminded me that Greenbriars so shitty even backstabbing Taryn is concerned

She felt bad about the chocolate and replaced it

Usually the list making makes me feel better. However, I still feel like my head is spinning around and around and around.

I keep going back to what happened.

He kissed me.

I kissed him back and I liked it.

I liked it.

Shit.

As much as I can’t stop thinking about the kiss my brain has also adhered to what he said to me. Cardan Greenbriar thinks I’m hot. Cardan Greenbriar likes me. Cardan Greenbriar despise’s me.

Unbelievable. My life is a complete and utter joke.

I can’t help but sigh and fall back onto my bed in utter disbelief that this has become an aspect of my existence.

I decide for my sanity that this is too much for a Monday and decide to postpone until tomorrow.

The next thing I decide is that homework is also an unessential aspect of a Monday and crash into a delightful sleep.

....

“I mean honestly what did she expect from me?”

“You really didn’t have to say that,”

“She ratted me out in chem,”

“You exploded the lab on purpose!”

“Minor details,”

“Jude can you please reinforce to Liliver how crazy she sounds,”

“Jude?”

“Jude!”

My eyes snap to Fand’s face mere inches from mine. I had been scanning the cafeteria looking for a familiar form. To my dismay the cafeteria is absent of a lanky boy in head to toe black.

“What are you talking about?” I ask as Fand rolls her eyes.

“What Liliver said to Nicasia,” Fand supplies before texting someone back on her phone.

“I wrecked her,” Liliver says with a shrug.

“If by wrecked you mean was blatantly rude to someone I am family friends with then yes that is true,” Fand corrects leveling a glare at Lil.

I look too Liliver who has a smirk spread across herself and can’t help but high five her. Nicasia is an arrogant bitch. To not congratulate Liliver on this would be an absolute travesty.

Fand rolls her eyes again questioning why she’s friends with us. Something I also question on a daily basis.

“Are you going to tell us why you were hawk eyeing the cafeteria?” Lil asks glancing over her shoulder in the direction of the rest of the student body.

“Van and Garrett went off campus for lunch,” Fand states with an amused glint in her eyes.

“That was not who I was looking for,”.

“Then who were you looking for?” Liliver asks fully intrigued now.

“Don’t worry about it,” I say firmly before taking a sip of the iced coffee I had been nursing all morning.

“I personally adore a defensive Jude,” Fand says cheerily to Lil.

“I hate that you just said that,” I mumble as the bell rings.

I sling my backpack on my shoulder and take off with my coffee in hand leaving behind the shared look of confusion coming from Liliver and Fand.

I don’t waste anytime getting to anatomy. Anatomy is the one class Cardan and I share together. I hadn’t seen him in the halls at all this morning and by lunch time I was antsy.

When I had woken up this morning it had finally sunk in. I had kissed Cardan Greenbriar, my childhood tormentor. The worst part is that I wanted to do it again. Like really wanted to do it again.

However, just because I wanted to spend hours in a dark room with him didn’t mean I wasn’t annoyed. I mean who the hell just kisses someone they have hated for years out of the blue.

I was especially annoyed with his declarations. The fact that he liked me was the craziest thing I had ever heard and yet I was accepting it.

But being told you are despised before being kissed just didn’t set well with me. He had no right to despise me. Me of all people! Out of the two of us I am the only one with the right to despise. What a little bitch.

I mean truly who the hell does he think he is?

But that didn’t do anything to deter me from craving to see him again.

So now sitting in my anatomy class I couldn’t help but wait to talk to him. Of course I wanted to give him my peace of mind but mainly because I couldn’t help of think of what he would look like in the absence of his ever present black clothing.

Van slides into the seat next to me mumbling something about how torturous this class is while I keep my eyes pinned on the door.

When Cardan finally comes in I feel my thoughts freeze. His black shirt is tight and daunting. His backpack is thrown over one shoulder and his walk is lazy and smooth.

I’m cursing myself for wanting his attention. But I mean when he looks like that, who wouldn’t?

I can’t help but twist my hair around my finger. A nervous tic. One that Van knows well, and he cuts me a knowing look.

But Cardan doesn’t look at me he passes by with out a glance and drops down into the seat behind me.

I look over my shoulder to see the dead look he posses so well.

“What?” It’s cold.

“Uh-” I freeze, everything I had been planning to say completely lost. What an idiot I am.

Cardan’s face is blank as my thoughts try to reform. I hadn’t expected him to be so harsh.

Of course with my luck Nicasia would have to show up now.

“Drooling Jude?” She says as she slides into the empty seat at Cardan’s lab table. “I didn't realize you actually liked other human beings, I pegged you as a pig type of girl, you know?”

“I was not talking to you,” I say with a roll of my eyes. She truly is a complete and utter bitch.

“Doesn’t seem like you were talking to anyone,” She says with a smirk.

Unfortunately she does have a point. Van is cutting me an amused look and Cardan’s face is empty of life.

I look at Cardan only for our gazes to lock. He quirks his head a bit and his eyes flicker with a bit of a shine.

But he says nothing and I turn around trying to save myself from making this anymore embarrassing for me.

I look over to Van who is smirking “You know now that she says it I could see you living happily ever after with a pig.”

“Oh shut up, you roach!” I can’t help but punch him in the arm as we laugh. Class starts a few minutes later saving me from the never ending discussion of gambling Van has started up on again.

....

When the bell rings I can’t help but race out of class. My next class is a study and I have to pick up some flyers for the Sadie Hawkins dance the school is throwing. Being the vice president is never ending.

Plus my plan to talk to Cardan went absolutely no where so I might as well move past the delusion that was yesterday.

Now that I think about I wouldn’t be surprised if he was on some phsycadelic drug that randomly makes people go around confessing false feelings.

That would make a lot more sense and it would relive me of having to try to figure out how we even got there.

But as I’m weaving through the hallways a hand yanks me back.

The next thing I know I’m in an empty stairwell. I turn to look at my assailant ready to swing a very effective jab to the throat.

That is until I see it’s cardan. He has a smirk on his face as he tilts his head towards the stairs. I don’t protest as he grabs my hand and pulls me down the stairs until we are partially hidden.

“Hi,” His voice is soft.

“Hi,” I repeat quietly.

“I...sorry about,” He gestures his head up the stairs in the direction of anatomy. “My friends...”

“I get it, they’re complete assholes!” I cant help but grin as he laughs.

I just made Cardan Greenbriar laugh. 24 hours really can make a difference. Who knew Cardan had such a nice laugh.

“Do you think Taryn will tell Locke?” He looks sheepish.

“I can ask her not too,” I whisper. Saying anything louder feels wrong here.

“That might be best for now,” His hand is still holding mine and I can’t help but look down.

It feels nice. Good even.

I understand what he is saying about his friends. If my friends heard I kissed Cardan I would never hear the end of it. I mean never.

I feel kind of giddy when I look up to his face and nod.

“We never got to talk,” I say leaning back into the wall.

“You didn’t seem like you wanted to talk,” Cardan says with a smirk.

“Oh shut up,” I say. “I mean about how you told me you despise me,”

He shrugs “Well I do.” I consider following through with that throat punch until I see his smirk.

“I don’t think you’re aloud to despise me,” I say.

“And why is that?” He asks with a teasing tone.

“Well because between the two of us you are always the mean one to me. Plus it doesn’t really make sense that you can despise someone that you like.”

“You are extremely annoying, rude, and a complete and utter brat,” Cardan says with a bored tone. “Seems like a good reason to despise you.”

I can’t help but sigh. Of course the one guy to ever tells me he likes me thinks I’m an annoying brat. I’m about to comment on how he has my beat in the terrible traits by a long shot when another thought crosses me mind.

“So you don’t like me?” I can’t help but mumble.

He laughs “I do like you Jude. It’s like how you think I’m cold, arrogant, and a dick and you like me anyways,”

I can’t help but stutter. “I- I do not,”

I mean do I?

Cardan’s face is open and I can’t deny the fact that he’s been pretty much all I’ve thought about all day.

“Lie,” He says with a playful shoulder nudge. I can’t help but roll my eyes.

“Maybe,”

I gulp as he takes a step closer to me.

Cardan tucks a piece of my hair behind my ear as our breaths mingle.

He smells fresh, like the way the world smells on a spring day.

I don’t stop him as he brings his head down to mine. Cardan’s lips are soft and warm. The move is tentative, slow. He’s asking a question and I answer with the press of my lips to his.

The kiss is gentle, warm. It’s full of soft touches down my back. It’s occupied of the feel of Cardan’s smooth hair dancing in my fingers. It’s slow and sweet. My heart feels like it’s dancing, bouncing in happiness.

I think I could stay here for hours in the feeling that is his gentle lips. In the way his warm hands feel on me. In the way he feels like sunshine in a cold winter.

When Cardan pulls back I can’t help but smile. One of his hands is still resting on my face and his fingers move to trace the smile that has crept onto my face.

When he steps back he does it with an amused look.

“I’ll see you later, Jude,” His voice is warm and kind and then he’s bounding up the stairs.

I can’t help but lean back resting my head on the wall.

I am in some serious shit here.

My heart still feels giddy and there is no denying it now. Cardan Greenbriar really does like me. Me of all people, and that alone makes me feel ecstatic.

What am I doing?

I can’t believe that I spent all day wanting to talk to Cardan. I used to spend my days avoiding him and his cronies and now I’m standing in an empty staircase memorizing the feeling of his body nest to mine.

I stand there for a minute trying to compose my thoughts. To figure out what this means for me. If maybe he was right when he said I was lying.

That is until I look at my watch to see I’ve been in here for 7 minutes. I am so late to pic up the posters. I was supposed to meet Sophie our president 3 minutes ago. She’s totally going to rip me a new one.

But I can’t help but smile as I make my way out of the staircase.

Cardan kissed me, and that is totally worth a Sophie scream.

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soobsung · 5 years ago

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espresso- nj

series: undergrad

summary: working at the local café by your university isn't too bad. the cute boy who comes in everyday makes it a little bit better.

pairing: na jaemin x reader

word count: 1.5k

you smiled at the customer in front of you, “ hi what would you like?”

“hi, could I have a large iced espresso please?” he smiled sweetly at you as you grabbed a cup.

“name?”

“jaemin.” you nodded your head as you wrote it on the cup.

“could I have four extra espresso shots in it?” you tried not to react.

“of course.” you said as you began to work on his drink. as you began to pour the shots in you looked up at the boy who was focused on his phone.

“eight espresso shots?” you mumbled to yourself surprised.

“jaemin.” you said placing it on the counter.

“thank you.” he smiled, taking a sip and walking out. you shook your head at the nonexistent reaction he had to the drink.

the rest of your shift was slow, your coworker coming in 3 hours later to take over. you grabbed your bag and walked into campus, going to your first class of the day.

you sat in the lecture hall trying not to fall asleep as the professor talked about accounting. you regretted your choice for your elective everyday but it was too late to drop the class and the work load wasn’t terrible. the class ended and you got up, grabbing your stuff and walking out.

“didn't get a lot of sleep?” you turned to see donghyuck smiling at you.

“not really, I had a lot of work to do and then an opening shift today at the coffee shop.” you sighed as you guys walked across the university lawn to the dining hall.

“want to eat together?” you nodded your head as you guys walked up the steps.

“donghyuck!” you turned to see his two younger friends waving at both of you.

“hi y/n!” jisung smiled as you put your bag in the booth next to chenle.

“hey guys, how are you?”

“good.” jisung smiled.

“chem sucks.” chenle groaned, letting his head fall on his hand.

“change to business.” donghyuck and you said at the same time. chenle groaned as you both left to get food. all four of you ate together and you left an hour later, going to your next class. you passed by a boy that looked vaguely familiar and you turned your head to see the boy from the morning, a new iced americano in his hand. you laughed a bit to yourself, shaking your head.

you sat at the library with your headphones in and your head down. you felt someone staring at you and you looked up, your eyebrows scrunched. no one was looking in your general direction and you looked back down at your work.

you got up an hour later to grab a snack and drink from the café the library had.

“y/n!” you turned to see renjun.

“hey, what’s up!” you guys hugged before he stood in line behind you.

“do you have any seats by you? my friend and I want to study for our next test.” you nodded your head, moving forward in the line.

“yeah I kind of took over the whole table.” renjun laughed and ordered, you moving aside for him to.

“want to go drop your stuff off?” he followed you to the table, setting his bag down. you both walked back to grab your orders.

“ah!” renjun said and you looked up to see him holding his head, the boy from the morning behind him. “what was that for?”

“I was sitting over there waiting for you.” he said, pointing at the couches by the wall.

“well I didn't know that!”

“maybe if you checked your phone.” he rolled his eyes before looking up at you.

“is it okay if I sit with you?” you nodded and gestured to the chair, him pulling it out.

“i’m jaemin, I don’t think we've met before.” he smiled, putting his hand out.

“y/n.” you greeted. “eight espresso shots.” you said simply and he tilted his head before recognition flashed on his face.

“you still drink that demon juice?” renjun asked and jaemin blushed slightly.

“it’s not that bad.” you laughed a bit, going back to your homework as both boys pulled out their study supplies.

“see you tomorrow junie. don’t study too hard.” you said getting up after you packed up. “nice to meet you jaemin.”

“call me nana.” he smiled at you.

“okay. nice to meet you nana.” his smile grew as they both waved at you and you left the library.

next day

you had a midday shift today because of your classes ending early. you walked into the café and waved at your coworker as they left. you decided to make yourself a drink since the shop was empty, this being a time where most classes were held.

as you sipped your drink and scrolled through your twitter feed the bell rang. you put your phone away and stood up straight, ready to greet the customer.

“hey y/n.” hyuck smiled, he walked in with two girls and jaemin behind him.

“hi, what can I get you guys?”

“I don’t want anything.” the first girl said, you noticed she was holding his hand and you raised an eyebrow. he blushed and shook his head at you.

“can I get a small caramel macchiato.” you nodded your head and picked up the cup. he paid before moving over with the girl.

“do you want anything?” jaemin asked the other girl and she looked at the menu.

“i’ll pay for myself. i’m getting jeno something too.”

“look at you being a good girlfriend.” hyuck teased her and she rolled your eyes.

for some reason, knowing she wasn’t with jaemin made you relieved.

“i’ll take a strawberry and banana smoothie and a mango peach one please.” she ordered and you nodded.

“whip cream?”

“on the strawberry one only.” you turned to jaemin.

“your usual?” he laughed and nodded. he went to take his card out and you shook his head. “on the house.”

“you never give me free drinks!” hyuck yelled and you gave him a small glare. jaemin smiled at you as you started to make the drinks.

“here you go.” you placed them on the counter, in a carrier.

hyuck and the two girls left and jaemin stayed behind. “do you need anything?” you looked up at him.

“yeah your number.” your eyebrows quirked up but his smile didn’t flatter.

“you’re bold.” you laughed and he winked at you, pulling his phone out.

you took it and placed your number in it, handing it back. “i’ll text you.” he said before heading to the door.

“i’ll be waiting.” you said back and he laughed before leaving. you smiled till the end of your shift.

next day

you dropped your bag as you opened up the café again. a couple minutes later jaemin walked in. last night you had stayed up waiting for a message from the boy in front of you that never came. you put on a tight smile.

“hi what can I get for you?” you said.

“look i’m really sorry. I got busy and then renjun was having girl problems and-”

“it's fine. what can I get you?” jaemin winced slightly at your tone.

“let me make it up to you.” he said sincerely.

“there’s nothing to make up jaemin. it’s really not that big of a deal. we hardly know each other.” you shrugged your shoulders and he frowned.

“but I want to get to know you." you were taken aback. a customer came in and jaemin stepped to the side to allow them to order, once you had prepared the drink and they left he started again. “not only do you seem like a beautiful person but the boys talk really highly of you. and I don’t know. I can kind of see something here.”

you looked at him,” a text takes two seconds.” he bit his lip.

“not when you’re nervous about what to say.” you let a small smile go on your face and he smiled. “I made you smile. that has to count for something.” you shook your head.

“you’re lucky you’re cute.” his smile grew. “but honestly, I understand that people get busy and you could have just said that.”

“my first text could not be ,’hey sorry i’m busy.’“

“it’s better than nothing,” you shrugged and started making his drink.

“I- yeah you’re right. i’m dumb.” you laughed and gave him his drink. he looked at the name. nana with a small heart. “are you free today?”

“my last class ends at 5.”

“let me take you out. where is it? i’ll pick you up.”

“it’s in SBC.”

“i’ll be there. I promise.” he handed you the money for his drink before leaving.

at five you stood outside the business center. you had your phone in your hand trying to kill time. a car horn honked and you looked up to see jaemin waving at you. you walked towards his car as he got out and opened the door, handing you flowers.

he sat back down in the driver’s seat and smiled at you. “flowers?” you questioned with a smile on your face.

“i’m a flower guy.” he shrugged before starting the car.

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ohholyfanfics · 5 years ago

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Weekly Prompt: College AU Weeks 2 & 3

Hello my loves, I am so sorry for this week long break. After a few events I need to take so time off for my mental health, so in order to make up for last weeks missed list. I will be doing a double week list, which includes all of what was suppose to be last weeks prompts as well. You all know the drill and hope you guys enjoy this months College Au theme.

Week 2 Prompts:

You were sitting behind me in the lecture hall at 8 am and I was looking up pictures of cute puppies and I heard you go: ‘aww’

A group of us agreed to go stargazing in the field in the center of the campus but wow, it’s cold wanna cuddle.

Somehow we always end up sitting next to each other during weekly gatherings to watch (show of your choice) in our dorms really good tv room.

“Wait so you’re saying you still live in a college town even though you graduated two years ago?”

We’re in the same orientation group and we may never see each other again but I still want to do this.

“I literally only joined because the person handing out the fliers was cute, what the fuck do we even do here?”

“You just hit me with your bike, but you’re cute so I’ll forgive you.”

“I have the keys to the chem building and you need a place to smoke.”

“I was randomly assigned a college roommate and their best friend is really hot.”

Stuck at a party with your friends and the only interesting thing is the cute guy playing beer pong.

First time staying over their flat, and flatmates stare like crazy.

He walks her back to her dorm/flat every night and she knows he like her, but beats around the bush. She won't go inside tonight until he tells her.

You came over for ‘study help’ and my roommate came back home five minutes after we were done fucking, and now you got roped into a conversation about her dogs and it’s really fucking awkward and uncomfortable

Week 3 Prompts:

“I have a term paper due tomorrow and yours is the only 24 hour cafe with internet.”

He works nights and you have an 8am class, so you always end up running into each other at the campus coffee shop.

“it’s the first week of the semester, what reason could you possibly have for being at the library right now?”

“I was really drunk and you walked me safely back to my dorm, so um here? thanks.”

Staying over your boyfriends flat and waking up in the middle of the night to have sex while his roommate is asleep, and they yell “stop fucking Jesus Christ.’ right when you’re about to finish

Running into each other at the bookstore and tried to get the last copy for a text book

Made out at an anonymous kissing booth

our mutual friend runs a youtube channel for our college and we keep ending up on the screen together as guest stars, oh and the viewers ship us together

We always end up eating alone at the school cafeteria at the same time, so I’m a bit shocked you asked to join me today.

“I’m not sure how you got my number but I don’t think you meant to tell me that you had another dream about doing your big presentation naked.”

my new roommate drags me out to this off-campus party and then immediately abandons me for the person they’ve been flirting with in class, but you ask if I want to be your partner in beer pong

you see me on campus reading your favourite book and accidentally spoil the ending for me so whenever I see you, I glare at you

we always sit at the same cubbies in the library and one day you pass me a note to tell me you like my outfit today so now whenever we sit beside each other to study, we pass notes back and forth like we’re still in high school but I still don’t know your name

we’re both running late for class and rush into the elevator when it breaks down between floors and why would our professors believe this is why we missed our presentations?

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spider-babes · 5 years ago

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secrets

pairing: peter parker x reader

summary: the time you quite easily find out Peter’s secret.

word count: 1.1k

**warnings: unedited writing (yikes), getting jumped, a few catcalls, and a whole lot of fluff

note: this is for @keepingupwiththeparkers’s 4k writing challenge! (based off the prompt “you’re lucky you’re cute”) I hope you guys like it ahh!

You’ve always loved the streets of Queens during the nighttime. The lights of the city always seemed to talk to you, inviting you to wander the streets. It made you feel alive. It made you feel safe.

Your study session at the library had run a little late, by about 3 hours, not that anyone’s counting, and you had missed your bus back home, so you decided that the half-hour walk back home would help clear your mind before your chemistry midterm the next day.

You kicked a pebble as you walked, quietly humming to the song playing through your headphones. The silent jam session was interrupted with a buzz and you groaned, looking down at your unread texts. Three from your mother. One from MJ. Five from Peter.

You quickly tapped out an apology to your mom for staying out so late and assured her that you were coming home safely. MJ’s text was a corny chemistry meme, and you let out a small chuckle and replied with the rolling eyes emoji. Peter’s texts, however, were a mess.

Peter: hELP IM TOTALLY GONNA FAIL THE CHEM TEST TOMORROW

Peter: WHAT EVEN IS CHEMISTRY IM SO CONFUSED

Peter: y/nnnn, talk to meeeee pleaseeeee

Peter: you are a useless best friend you know, you never help me with my life struggles

Peter: are you still at the library?? It’s so late dude…

You smiled at his neediness, ignoring the way your heart sped up just a tad at his texts.

Y/N: relax loser, i’m omw home rn

Y/N: and i agree, what even is chem?

Y/N: ALSO SHUT UP YOU'RE SUCH A SMARTASS YOU’LL DO FINE TOMORROW

You really hadn’t paid much attention to the group of guys huddled together a few paces ahead of you until you passed them, but it took only a moment before you felt their presence following you.

Fuck.

You sped up, abandoning the pebble you had been kicking, and hoped they’d give it a rest and slow down.

“What’s a pretty little thing like you walking all alone out here?”

You sucked in a breath. Calm down. Keep going. Don’t turn around. Don’t stop. The words rang clear in your head, but your heart rate sped up and your hands began to shake just a bit.

“Come on, baby! Come talk to us,” another voice called out, sounding even more wasted than the first one. You shuddered involuntarily. The footsteps behind you were louder now. Don’t turn around.

You had just started to run when one of the men’s hand grabbed your shoulder, pulling you backward. You stumbled into his chest, tears springing into your eyes. You screwed them shut as one of the men lean closer, the stench of alcohol clogging your senses. You prepared for the worst.

“I don’t have any money on me. Please, just let me go,” your voice trembled as you pleaded with them.

“No? That’s too bad then,” the man tutted. “Oh well, we have better uses for you anyways.”

Fuck. You’re done for.

As quickly as the thought crossed your mind, the man in front of you was gone, disappearing with a whoosh.

“Now, now, that’s no way to treat a lady.”

Another whoosh and the grip on your shoulders was gone, leaving you to stumble forward. A gasp escaped your lips as you fell into yet another body, this one smaller and leaner.

Spider-man stood in front of you now, gently pulling you away from the men webbed to the wall. “You alright, miss?”

What is happening?

You really should have been thanking him, but suddenly, you were frozen in place. You knew that voice. You knew that voice and that posture and that grip. You knew him.

“Peter?” The white eyes on the mask widened almost comically.

He coughed, “I- I don’t know who you’re talking about? I’m S-Spider-man.”

You didn’t respond. Instead, you furrowed your eyebrows and reached for his mask, eager to confirm your suspicions, but, before your fingers could even brush against the red material, Spider-man’s hand was wrapped around your waist tightly, and you were both zooming up towards the sky.

You shrieked as he swung up to the rooftop of a nearby building and gently dropped you on it. “Peter!”

“How in the world did you find out? I barely spoke a word to you and you figure it out?” Peter paced back and forth while you catch your breath and try to slow your racing heart. He pulled the mask off and looked at you expectantly.

“I’m sorry, this is, uh, wow,” you breathed, still a little bit confused. “It wasn’t really that hard. I mean, your voice is pretty distinct I guess.”

Peter squinted at you for a second before he sighed and pulled you into a hug, “‘M sorry for all this. Are you okay?”

You sighed against his shoulder, the events from earlier fluttering back into your train of thought. “Yeah, I’m okay. Thanks, Pete. For, you know, saving my ass down there. I don’t know what would have happened if it wasn’t for you.”

Peter stiffened for just a moment in your arms, and you gave him a small squeeze before pulling away, “Spider-man, huh? You know, you still have to explain this to me. I can’t believe we’ve been friends, for what, seven years, and you didn’t tell me anything.”

“I was scared! I didn’t wanna put you in a position you didn’t want to be in, you know?” Peter mumbled. “I’m sorry, pumpkin.”

You really should have been mad. But how could you be mad when he was looking at you with those beautiful coffee-colored eyes of his that you could just drown in. How could you be mad at Peter when he’s gnawing on the corner of his lip in anticipation, and you want nothing more than to feel those lips on your own.

“You’re lucky you’re cute, Pete,” you breathed, giving him a small smile, “or I would’ve gone off on your ass for this.”

“Wait,” Peter sputtered after a moment, “you think I’m cute?”

Heat rushed to your cheeks and you inwardly groan, “Hmm? I never said that.”

“You totally think I’m cute!” He’s laughing softly now, and you press your face into your palms. “It’s okay, I think you’re pretty cute too.”

You’re sure you’ve never smiled harder.

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soranihimawari · 4 years ago

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Hi Scores & Taiyaki

Welcome back to part 3 of the Kuroo x 1st person fic. This will be the last installment for now unless I decide to use Social Dummy again to continue the character’s relationship. But first things first, thanks for reading this and major shoutouts to @vbcshenaningansnwritings for reblogging my stories & @kaidasen for encouraging me to post these drabbles/drafts/fics. ::hugs to you::

Taglist: still open

The weeklong camp had come to an end before it had begun. I had a lot of fun hanging out with the girls during the end of camp barbecue. There were a few instances where I had to chase after Bokuto to remind him to not steal so much food from the different grills, but he just laughed it off before running away with a plate full of food for Akaashi. Kuroo on the other hand, was busy keeping track of his protoges, Kenma and Tsukishima (another tall middle blocker from Karasuno) by also doing the same thing. There was a moment before the visiting teams started to pack their belongings where Kenma tugged on my sleeve to pull me aside causing my conversation with the female managers to be cut short. (We had already traded contact info during the many nights we stayed up exchanging stories of their teams antics, so we all decided to text each other later).

“Everything ok Kenma?” I asked when we stopped walking. There was a safe distance between the side of the building where we stood and the other members of the teams.

“Kuroo seems to really like you,” he said in a low tone. I nodded as I kicked the invisible pile of dust on the concrete floor. His console was tucked away in his track jacket pocket, but he continued to play a different game on his phone.

“I have a feeling that I already know,” I replied with a smirk.

“Good. Because I couldn’t get him to shut up about you after you helped Lev out the other day.”

A chortle escaped my lips, “I see. Well, if that’s all you wanted to tell me, then I guess we could head back. C’mon, Karasuno is about to leave now too. Let’s say bye to Shoyo & Tsukki.”

It seemed as though everyone had begun saying their farewells by the time we returned.

***

Summer vacation quickly ended for me as soon as it had begun. Classes were starting again the following day, so naturally by the time I had arrived back home, I greeted my parents before calling my close friend, Riza.

“Kenma confirmed to me that Kuroo does like me and we may or may not have spent more time alone after lights out,” I explained collapsing on my mattress.

“Oh ho ho,” Riza chuckled on her end of the line. “So, the tom cat finally came around to liking you? That’s terrific. All of his fans are going to be heart broken when you guys go out on your date next Saturday.”

“I know. I am not looking forward to receiving those glares from his exes though.”

“Meh, you’ll be fine. They were the ones who let him go with the exception of Angela though. Those two always fought, but I am glad you two never really fought. Well, maybe except in trig when you both arrived at different limit answers, haha.”

“Of course you’d remember how well he took being wrong, Riz.”

“Mmhm. I gotta back my friend up whenever he assumes he is the smartest in the room. Anyways, I’m gonna go prepare for bed. See you in class tomorrow.”

“Okidokie. Meet at the convenience store at seven?”

“I’ll be there. Later Kat.”

***

The days seemed to have blurred together, but with both Kuroo and I heavily invested in our separate clubs outside of school hours, we barely had any time to discuss finalizing our plans for our arcade date. On Friday night before our date, I received a call from him. He seemed a bit stressed out, more so than usual, but that was to be expected since the team had a qualifying match scheduled in a few days time.

“Coach is making us have an extra practice on Wednesday and that’s when this chem lab is due. There’s also this make up test I have to do for history and I’m falling behind in trig since I can’t really find the time for homework. Kat, I don’t know what to do.”

I was seated at my desk in front of my computer screen in the middle of typing an essay for English class. It was a three to five page paper discussing the themes of Westernized fairy tales which I stopped writing because clearly, Kuroo needed someone to snap him back into focus.

“Take a deep breath first,” I heard him inhale and upon his exhale, I continued. “Good. Now, listen to me carefully Tetsuro: meet me in the library after class on Monday. Bring all your materials for the classes you fell behind on. I’ll make copy of my notes and bring a pen to correct your mistakes on the trig quizzes since you got an 80% last time.”

“Our second date is a study date, huh?”

I chuckled. “It can be. Let’s survive the first one, yeah? The forecast called for rain tomorrow afternoon, so hopefully we won’t get caught in it on the way back.”

***

I arrived first to the arcade around 17:50. I was dressed in the best casual attire I could think of: navy wide leg pants, a white dress shirt paired underneath with a lemon yellow camisole. My shoes were black rain boots and my hair was left down. Kuroo came a few minutes later dressed in an all black street ensemble attire that made me think I was a bit out of his league (more so than before).

“You did not have to come here looking like an idol star,” I teased when he reached out to hold my hand.

“And you didn’t have to either,” he said with a smile. “Let’s go inside to play Street Fighter II again, yeah?” I nodded.

A few hours passed us by as we kept reloading the game cards playing different arcade games ranging from fighting games, TETRIS, and music games (like JuBEAT FESTO). Kuroo’s cat like smile made me more competitive when he failed the last song of JuBeat.

“Move aside, lemme see if I can beat your score sir,” I mused. I swiped my card and selected my first song and the speed. The tiles began to glow with the first few notes coming from the machine. There were a lot of encouraging words coming through the screen: “Combo!” “Perfect” “100 note streak!”

“By the time my round ended, the title card illuminated with a new hi-score slot waiting for my initials to be put in.

“If I wanted to date Kenma, I would have just taken him here,” Kuroo muttered under his breath. “Well, you win. I bow down to you, Kat-chan. Queen of JuBEAT FESTO.”

“You don’t have to, but maybe we should go? It’s almost 20:30 and I don’t want to stay out too late. Let’s go grab a bite to eat, yeah?”

There were a few food cart vendors located down the street from the arcade. Their carts were lined up against the entrance way of an old park where there once was a sunflower field. Years of urbanization caused the flowers to no longer be planted, but in their stead, a field of peonies were grown. I took a seat on one of the benches facing the flowers. A warm smile graced my lips as I leaned down to pluck one off the field.

“Such a pretty flower for a pretty date,” Kuroo’s voice made me yelp in surprise. He cackled as he extended one of the taiyaki he bought toward me. “Here, I got you a taiyaki.” I took one of the fish shaped pastries an thanked him. We raised our fishes to each other and began to munch on them; we sat there for about half an hour making the time pass by playing a question game with each other.

“Your turn,” I reminded Kuroo with a nudge of my elbow. “Ask me anything you like.”

“Alright,” Kuroo replied. “Hmm...I got it! Kat, how many dates do we have to go on before I ask you to be my girlfriend?”

I leaned forward and folded my arms over my thighs, a hum drawn out into the air. I made direct eye contact with the peonies, the one I plucked remained on the bench. He had a puzzled emotion worn on his face.

“As many as it takes for me to believe you actually like me. Kuroo,” I swallowed thickly. “You’re someone who would break up with a girl over the fact that they bore you or that they didn’t understand your commitment to your team as captain. It’s going to take some time for me to believe your emotions toward me are genuine. Sure, we had fun at training camp, but I need you think this through. Are you sure you want to be with me?”

At this point, Kuroo stood up and immediately crouched down in front of me. The summer breeze made his hair dance in the wind along with the blooms behind him.

“I’m sure,” he replied. A hand of his combed a few pieces of my hair behind my ear; he grabbed the plucked peony blossom and placed it behind my exposed ear. “See? You do look more glamorous with it in your hair. C’mon, I suppose it’s time for me to walk you home.”

He pulled me up off the bench and placed a light kiss atop the crown of my head.

We arrived at the fork in the sidewalk where we would have originally had split up before, but instead Kuroo escorted me to the front courtyard of my apartment complex building. He held my hand the entire walk over, telling me more stories of his childhood with Kenma up until the time Kenma turned twelve and they climbed a tree to rescue a kitten.

“And that’s how Kenma had his first pet,” Kuroo said, a triumphant smile over his face.

“So it seems,” I replied, a shortened giggle fell out of my mouth. He raised my hand to his lips, thanking me for a wonderful outing. His thumb traced over my knuckles lightly. I removed the flower from behind my ear before offering it to him. He pushed it back toward me before he tilted my chin up to meet his gaze.

“Keep it, sweetheart,” his voice told me. He leaned down again and kissed me, slowly to quiet my irrational fears of not being wanted by him. One kiss was all it took for both of us to come to terms with our outlook on each other. My eyes fluttered open, my hand still wrapped around the peony’s stem. He kissed my cheek when I wasn’t looking directly at him.

“Go on upstairs. I’ll leave after you go,” he told me in an hazy tone. He squeezed my hand gently.

“Thank you for today,” I began as I turned around to open the door of the lobby. “See ya at school next week.”

***

About a month and half after our first date, Kuroo and I found ourselves curled up on the couch in his living room with a Ghibli film playing in the background. His arm was resting comfortably against my waist, drawing small circles on my skin. I turned my eyes away from the tv to look up at him before I decided I was done watching the film. I committed the minute details of his face to memory.

He cocked his head to the side with a curious brow lifted toward me right up until the moment I initiated a kiss. Kuroo did not object to this sign of affection pouring from me. His hand moved away from my waist to my back, then I felt his arms loop behind me to pull me over his lap. I found myself wrapping my legs around his waist as my hands made their way on to the fabric of his shirt prior to me holding on to it for balance as he began to work on deepening our kiss. I found myself smiling into every kiss he gave me, stealing every ounce of air he had inside his lungs. He rested his head against the crook of my neck, his breathing uneven.

“Three years of wondering what it would feel like to have you alone like this,” his voice reverberated gently against my skin causing a blush to dance across my face. Slowly, I felt his lips imprint open mouthed kisses up the side of my neck. He was gentle with me at first, much like the first person to kiss me like this. My breath was caught in my throat and it seemed he didn’t care as a whimper escaped my lips in anticipation not knowing where his lips were headed to next. Damn this boy, my inner thoughts cursed at him.

Each kiss gained momentum the closer his lips grazed against my own. In the past couple of dates that we had had, I mentioned off hand to Kuroo that if he were to kiss my neck, even playfully, I’d crumble beneath his touch. Smooth ass mother fucker, I thought.

“Shh...” I hushed him within a few seconds when I felt his one of his hands disappear under the back of my shirt and the other stabilized the back of my neck. I’d like to think he counted how many layers of clothing there was between us, but his coarse hands roamed my body curious to know how soft my skin was.

He pushed me forward, causing me to crash on to his demanding lips again; his hands were wrapped around my waist and mine laced lightly around the back of his neck, giving me more support to push myself into him more. His mouth was compressed against mine, yet this kiss remained as light as we had intended it to be. We sat like this for a few moments before our lips began to move rhythmically over the other, the pace being set by him.

I exhaled through my nose, not wanting to let go of him. There was an overwhelming feeling of mutual relief toward each other finally seeing what we could be. Relief raced out of hearts for a moment only to be replaced with this sense of combined eccentric panic, and lust. More, I thought. I need more of this kind of physical affection.

Kuroo’s hand on the small of my back travelled higher in an attempt to pull my shirt over my head, to which I shook my head in agreement.

“It’s too hot,” I said, lifting the fabric over my head and tossing it to the side. Kuroo’s eyed my exposed top half through running his hands up my sides. My chest rose and fell with every touch his grazed my skin.

“I concur,” he said. I shrugged before I leaned down, hands pressing his shoulders back on to the back of the couch. From there, I began my barrage of open mouthed kisses down his neck, leaving bite marks behind his ear. Hearing him hiss an exasperated sigh when he pulled me toward him causing me to stop.

My hair hung over my shoulders as Kuroo tilted his head up again to press his forehead against mine. He and I exchanged a few words making sure the other was doing ok; most of our replies were done in a hummed tone of the “yes,” variety.

Our heart rates needed to return to a normal pace prior to us continuing where we had left off. Kuroo’s playful shine in his eyes and smirk told me everything I wanted to know. I caressed his cheek when I pulled away, the inside of my palm warm from his flushed face.

“Kat,” he breathed my name so effortlessly it caused me to stop stroking the side of his face.

“Hmm?” my vocal chords vibrates at the sound of my name. “What is it?”

Suddenly, I took note of how Kuroo’s eyes were trying to refocus themselves on my face; pupils dilated meaning he felt the rush of serotonin enter his system. He shifted his weight underneath me and whispered something along the lines of “you’re staying over tonight,” in my ear to which I nodded. I didn’t have time to wait since I felt him stand up with his hands under my thighs.

“W-woah!” I said, stifling a laugh when I moved my arms around his neck for balance. “Where are you taking me?” As if I didn’t already know the answer. I arched my eyebrow up at him with a teasing expression.

“My room,” Kuroo answered, his eyes crinkled with a smile. “To continue where we left off kitten.”

#haikyu!! fiction #kuroo x 1st person pov #part 3 of 3 #another miniseries is done!

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damdahdi-studies · 5 years ago

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Random update

I havent been posting for a while, so here we go

why I havent been posting: I dont really have my shit together at the moment. to be frank I didnt want to post that shit you know, wanting to present a real nice version of yourself on social media

But thats not why I created this blog, I created this account to help me achieve more. And a part of that is being held accountable for my own mistakes, admitting them and trying to solve them. So what shit do i exactly dont have togehter right now?

physics - Im a bit behind in linear motion. i spent a lot of time doing it today, so estimate 2 hours needed to catch up completely. however if I really want to get more practise in, i need to do more practise problems from the textbooks other than the school one.

chemistry: i have a set of problems to finish that would take approximately 1 hour to do. there is also an assessment coming up this week that i have to research for. ive started, done 60% ish of it. estimated hours needed for the research part approx 2 hours

Literature - i have to start taking notes on my own on the whole book in general. also clean up notes taken in class. start preparing for that short and long essay coming up in 2 weeks. more on that later

mathematics - on both maths Im caught up & ahead. however i do want to take hand written notes on vector proofs etc for test next week. i also want to study ahead a little bit, especislly for calculus and matrices.

chinese - first i really need to study the vocabulary learnt in class and start writing practise with those. for the upcoming exam, i want to assign a week to all 4 topics learnt so far to revise. a test is coming up in 2 weeks that I need the vocab for.

so you see, im in bit of a mess. its 3am right now and i need to wake up early to start my chem research.

as of tomorrow, i need to prioritise chemistry, then physics as there are tests for that this week.

i kinda wound up in this shit state because i was really struggling during the term break to ... not suffer from anxiety and depression so I didnt end up doing much to prepare for the term.

i actually dont know at this point. ill try my best, and im very desperate, but it will be difficult. wish me luck

(sorry for shit posting its 3:05am fuckkkk)

#studyblr #studying #high school student #anxiety #update #shit post

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fallen-imagine-angel · 6 years ago

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Missed Opportunities (Peter Parker x Reader) - Part 3 of 12 Days of Christmas

Notes: Here’s the 3rd part to the 12 Days of Christmas series for Peter Parker! Be looking out for the next chapters tomorrow, you guys rock!

Summary: Sometimes study dates don’t go as planned.

Missed Opportunities

Peter Parker x Reader

12 Days of Christmas Series

Word Count: 1,532

Warnings: none, just fluff i think?? getting interrupted a lot, teasing

“You’re in this class, too?” You walk in to find Peter near the back of the third class you had together that day.

“Give me your schedule, we have to figure this out.” Peter holds his hand out to you and you do as you’re told. He compares it to his. You take a peek over his shoulder.

“Huh. Apparently, we have seven classes together. How did I not see you the first day?” You sit down next to him, watching as MJ slides into the seat next to you.

“Because I came here at lunch that day. I slept in that morning and went at lunch to go for the rest of the day.” Peter explains.

“And I wasn’t here for the back half of the day.” You nod in understanding.

“If you two dorks are done talking, the lesson is starting.” MJ scoffs, but you see her throw a smirk your way. You roll your eyes playfully at her and she chuckles.

“Hey, (Y/n), did you know there’s a chem test tomorrow?” Peter leans over and whispers to you.

“Yeah, I heard. I haven’t studied yet, though.” You frown. Even though you were acing the class you still wanted to make sure you perfected the material.

“Mr. Parker, Ms. (Y/l/n), if you don’t mind...I’m trying to teach.” Your teacher, a grumpy old man, growls at the two of you. You and Peter nod respectfully and bite your lips to keep from laughing.

A moment later, a small piece of folded paper lands on your desk. You unfold it and read the neat handwriting scribbled onto the paper.

Do you want to come over to my apartment tonight to study? You can meet my aunt -Peter :)

You smile and are about to write down your answer when you hear someone clear their throat above you. You look up to see your teacher standing there, narrowing his eyes at you.

He snatches the paper from you and stands in front of the class. You sigh, knowing his policy for exchanging notes in class.

“Do you want to come to my apartment tonight to study? You can meet my aunt. Signed Peter with a smiley face,” The teacher sighs, “Mr. Parker if this is your attempt at flirting, I’m sorry.” He throws the note in the trash and continues the lecture.

You bite your lip and look over at an embarrassed Peter who is turning every shade of red imaginable.

I wasn’t flirting, Peter mouths to you, hoping that you understand that very clearly. You nod, laughing silently.

I know, but as for my answer, yes I’d love to come over to study and meet your aunt, You laugh, turning your eyes back to the teacher who hasn’t noticed your silent conversation yet. You turn back to look at Peter who is no longer looking at you but has a dumb smile on his face.

That brings a dumb smile to your face.

~+~

Tony paces the floor in front of you.

“He invited you to his apartment?” He asks, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“(Y/n)’s going on a date?” Natasha pops her head in, a sly smile on her face.

“No!” You and your dad both yell at the same time.

“Bummer.” Wanda grins, emerging from a dark corner. This team never fails to amaze you with their eavesdropping skills.

“Dad, if this friendship with him keeps going on long enough, I won’t be able to hide that you’re my dad from him. I mean, he’s your intern for crying out loud!” You groan, falling back onto the comfortable couch that is behind you.

“Then don’t keep it a secret from him. Tell him who you are.” Your dad announces confidently.

“And what if he tells someone?” You hiss, using his own words against him.

“He won’t. I trust him.” He smiles at you.

“Oh, yes, because everyone you trust turns out perfect but if I want to trust someone I’m always wrong.” You growl, standing up off the couch.

“You were just arguing that you should tell him and now you’re mad at me for letting you tell him?” Tony seems confused by your teenage antics.

“Yes.” You huff and walk out of the room, leaving your dad confused and alone.

“I heard you are getting ready to be courted, (Y/n).” Thor greets you at the door to your room. You roll your eyes.

“No, Thor, I’m not going on a date. I’m just studying with a friend at his apartment.” You sigh, tired of having to explain this to everyone.

“Be careful...studying. Sometimes it doesn’t end the same way it starts.” Bucky warns, walking by your room at the perfect moment.

“Bucky!” You and Steve scream at the same time.

“What? I was meaning it might lead to a makeout session, what were you guys thinking?” Bucky gives you and Steve a mischievous grin. You see Steve run down the hall after Bucky. You want to yell at everyone to leave you alone but you know they’re just looking out for the youngest member, their little sister.

You just wish sometimes they’d let you look out for yourself.

~+~

“You must be (Y/n)!” A woman answers the door to Peter’s apartment, you’re guessing his aunt.

“That’s me!” You give her a smile, wanting to make a good impression on Peter’s aunt.

“Oh, it’s so nice to finally meet you. I’m Peter’s Aunt May, but you can just call me May. Peter just got home but he should be down in a few minutes. Would you like something to drink in the meantime?” May asks.

“Just a glass of water would be great.” You answer, watching the hallway for any sign of Peter. Once you’ve got your water, he finally appears.

“(Y/n)!” He grins, walking into the room.

“Hey, Pete.” You smile, sliding off the barstool you were just sitting on.

“Do you want to go study in my room?” Peter jabs his thumb over his shoulder and you nod.

“Keep the door open,” May warns, giving Peter a look.

“May!” He whines, pouting at her for a second before practically pushing you into his room.

He keeps the door cracked.

“So, what do you need to study?” Peter asks, getting out his notebook and flipping through it.

“Chemical Nomenclature is where I’m having a bit of trouble.” You lie. Honestly, you have no trouble spots in chemistry, you just wanted to hang out with Peter.

“Alright, so do you get how to name acids?” He turns to look at you, a concentrated look on his face that makes you feel bad that he’s helping you for no reason.

“Ugh, I hate lying to you! Fine, the truth is that I’m not having trouble with chemistry at all, I just wanted to hang out with you.” You admit, heat just barely rising to your cheeks.

“Why didn’t you just say so?” Peter laughs, packing up his notebook and turning to you.

“I, uh, there’s actually something I need to tell you.” You bite your lip, getting ready to let it spill.

“What’s up?” Peter looks concerned, scooting just barely closer to you.

“I-I’m...I’m T--”

“Hey kids, are there any snacks you two want?” May pokes her head in. You sigh.

“Could I get some pretzels?” Peter grins. May nods and leaves.

“As I was saying, I’m To--”

“Pete, we’re out of pretzels. Anything else?” May hums lightly. You groan.

“No, I’m good, I think.” Peter shakes his head. May nods and leaves again.

“So...like I was saying before… Tony S--”

Sirens sound outside of Peter’s apartment, completely drowning out the rest of your sentence to where Peter couldn’t hear.

“Sorry, what was that?” He asks, furrowing his eyebrows. You pinch the bridge of your nose, much like your father does whenever he’s frustrated. You’re about to speak again when you’re interrupted.

Again.

“Kids, it’s getting late. I don’t know why (Y/n) got over here so late, but I think it’s time for her to go.” May smiles sadly at the two of you and you keep yourself from growling in frustration.

“Okay. I’ll see you tomorrow, Pete.” You smile and get up, leaving slightly in a rush so your anger doesn’t show to them.

“Bye, (Y/n),” Peter calls out as you leave.

“She seems like a nice girl.” You hear May tell Peter, but you don’t hear his response because you’re already out the door.

~+~

When you arrive home, you flop defeatedly on the couch.

“Boy troubles?” Your dad sits down next to you.

“What? No!” You yell, hitting your dad on the arm. He laughs.

“Did you tell him?” He asks, suddenly getting serious. You shake your head.

“Every time I would try, I got interrupted somehow. I just got fed up with it.” You explain, sighing heavily afterward.

“Get some sleep kid, you need it, obviously.” Your dad gets up and throws you a blanket. You grumble and resign to sleeping on the couch, not having enough energy to go all the way to your room.

“Goodnight.” You call out to your dad.

“Goodnight, sweetheart.” Your dad calls back.

You drift off into a restless slumber.

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cinnaminsvga · 6 years ago

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all of the houses uwu

OH WORM LMAO I WAS NOT EXPECTING THAT UHHH OKAY HERE I GO,,, i put most of ‘em under the cut so y’all aren’t annoyed by my answers lol

1st house: are you confident?

i wouldn’t say so,,, i have stage presence, i guess? and i’m charismatic to a certain degree, but i wouldn’t say i’m confident in other areas like my looks or intellect,,, i’m just me babey

2nd house: if you could only keep one of your personal items, what would you choose?

i’d like to keep the gold earrings my mom gifted me back when i graduated high school. they were the first earrings she bought with her own paycheck when she managed to save up enough money, so she wanted to give them to me because they meant a lot to her.

3rd house: do you like to read?

of course i do!! it’s pretty much what i do for university, since i’m an eng lit minor!! i especially love reading crazy memoirs and comedic short stories, and of course… when i have the time, fanfiction is a guilty pleasure of mine… yoonkookers… we ride at dawn

4th house: what does your bedroom look like?

my dorm room… we don’t talk about her… HASJDHAJSd it’s pretty bare bones, if i’m being honest. i don’t decorate it because i tend to move around a lot since my income entirely depends on the length of my stay in any apartment… but my room back at home in the philippines is pretty childish?? LMAO as most childhood homes are… my bedroom walls are literally wall to wall with books. it’s a nightmare and my brother keeps asking me to donate them but i’m a hoarder when it comes to books ;w;

5th house: name your favorite movie or show.

dead poet’s society as my favorite movie of all time!! as for tv shows… i’m currently obsessed with queer eye and i’m fucking IN LOVE with tan france and jonathan… ugh those five dudes are so fucking wholesome i can’t BELIEVE it

6th house: do you participate in community service?

well, if you count church service as community service, then yes!! i work as a youth pastor during the weekends, and i hold bible studies every monday to teach university students about religion,,, oh and i serve during sunday mass too i guess HAHAHA

7th house: if you could choose, what zodiac sign would you like your dream partner to be?

i have no idea how zodiac signs work, so i’m just gonna throw a guess and say libra because i don’t think i’ve never befriended one before HAHAHAH

8th house: do you believe in reincarnation?

nope!! i like the concept though lmao

9th house: what’s your favorite quote?

GOD that’s so hard to choose one… in music, then i’d say yoongi’s verse in sea when he says “the trust before sleep that tomorrow will be better” because… worm… that’s me every time i go to sleep ashdjahsd but for literature quotes, then i’d say this one part from a translation i read of ovid’s version of orpheus where it says “A viper, she trod on, diffused its venom into her body, and robbed her of her best years. I longed to be able to accept it, and I do not say I have not tried: Love won.”

10th house: are you good at public speaking?

yep!! i used to perform slam poetry in high school and i often have to speak in front of crowds due to my work as a youth pastor. i also frequently have to give talks due to my major and minor (in chem, i have to do oral defences in front of a jury of chem professors, and in eng lit, i often have to share my argumentative papers orally in front of an auditorium for extra marks lmao)

11th house: what sign(s) is your best friend/squad?

oh worm!! well, time to list some friends i guess!!

@jincherie is my lovable aries, whomst is constantly butt deep in aries season which is why we are both so Angery All The Time… we support and love all aries in this household

@gimmesumsuga and @yminie are both taurus (and i’m dying bc of it… all the birthdays are together and now i have to shit out fics at the speed of light… HASJDHASJHD)

@junqkook is a gemini and if you think she’s the epitome of every gemini out there, you are not wrong

@comfyeol is my fellow leo and literally we pride ourselves in our loudness… we literally can’t be stopped and are we annoying?? hell yea!!

my locals… *** and ***** are a capricorn and aquarius respectively… *** and *****, if you’re reading this… blease unblock me from the gc it’s been 3 days ;w; i’m sorry for calling your ex boyfriends yeast infections… lmao

12th house: do you like to be alone?

yeah,,, mostly,,, i definitely prefer smaller groups of friends, and i hate going out other than when it’s necessary HASJDHASJD literally my version of self care this saturday was when i went to watch captain marvel by myself and ordered some rosé and poutine to keep me company LMAOOO

#WELL THAT WAS A LOT #thanks anon hJHASJDHAS hope i didnt bore u #ask game #Anonymous #answered

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