#( no you won 't know what got the memory to ask this. ask his interests/j )

[dreamythism]

🍰 〜 * currently having OO3 genders in the storage. most likely posting OO1 because the other two are so. sOOO springcoded the memory thinks that none of you would get it /silly

#( springs.letter ) #the memory promises you it isn 't like < ew > weird but like. it 's so made for himself that it feels so weird to post them. #<- actually maybe he 'll post the second one — since it 's a songic gender ( in which he doesn 't know whether someone has already coined ) #<- mogai gods tell him has anyone already coined a song gender related to < i ain 't worried > by One Republic #/hj but not really #( no you won 't know what got the memory to ask this. ask his interests/j ) #︶︶ ✦ : Writing.

[bangtanpromptsfics]

hyacinth. (m)

dialogue prompt #3: “Your tutor is so hot”

pairing: jungkook x reader

genre: f2l(?), light smut

word count: 1,540

warnings: heavy making out, grinding, blonde!jk

summary: you think your new tutor at school is hot and jungkook is determined to change that

a/n: another mature oneshot. I basically die from embarrassment while writing smut lol.

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“Your tutor is so hot”. Jungkook turns around to your attention so fast he could probably snap his neck.

“Mr. Seokjin? ”, he knows who you are talking about. The new personality development tutor of your school, more like the entire population’s crush at this point. And Jungkook hated him just for the same reasons, it seems petty but he can't help himself.

“Go fuck him then”, he snorts, swinging his back pack from one shoulder to another while you grin. Almost as on queue, Seokjin appears on the hallways and passes a smile towards all the students.

“Oh yes. Look at that a--”

“I guess that's enough for today, come on we gonna get late”, he grabs your arms and pushes you forward to move, having enough of your daily ranting about angelic beauty and who the hell laughs at some dad joke?

“When were you ever interested in math Kook?”, you tease him, resisting him to walk slower, “Oh are you perhaps… jealous!? ”

“I'm not jealous. You are annoying”, he shoots cold face.

“Hey! I'm just saying he's attractive you don't have to be so mean about it”, you whine, hitting his arm.

You see, the fact that Seokjin stole Jungkook’s high school heartthrob position in two days is one thing, but he never expected you to act the same, especially when you were so different from most students on the campus. In fact he is shocked to see you crushing on someone. You despised people in general and he kept wondering what's there in their teacher to be so lurk about because he honestly doesn't see anything.

“He's old. And everyone knows he has a girlfriend, you guys dumb or what? ”, Jungkook teases back.

“Doesn't mean I can't praise a beautiful human”

“So he's the only attractive guy in the school? ”, he's curious now and also lowkey wants to find out if you had felt anything like this about himself.

Jungkook knew he was hot. He knew he could destroy Seokjin's reputation with one different hair color but that's too much drama over nothing. As if there isn't ten assignment waiting for him at home. Yeah he got better things to do.

“Nope”, comes your immediate answer. And man that hurt. You are smart and cocky and it would be cool to know someone like you finds him attractive, but you just hurt his ego.

“Not even me? ”, he asks, all squeaky and with a small pout and you return him a smile.

“See you at 7 Kook”

____

School ends at 5, and thankfully both of your residence are nearby and there's a party hosted by Jimin at his house which is a five minute drive so Jungkook has roughly one hour and fourty five minutes to make an appearance to the party. And by appearance he means to look absolutely endearing. He's never the type to bang a lot of chicks, he didn't even need to do anything than to wear a black tee and jeans to a party and could still get laid. If he wanted sex, he can have that any time he wants.

But today is different.

He's never been this eager to be at a gathering, took time to pick outfits and oh dye his hair. He has never experimented with hair colors except that one time he tried red and got famous by the name ‘cherry head’ in the entire locality.

You of course give yourself the usual thirty minutes to do slight makeup and wear shorts with oversized tee styled enough to merge into the party. And boy you have no idea what you are going to witness today.

Jungkook arrives ten minutes late because the highlights took time to dry off. He styles them, but not too much. He still wanted to look effortlessly handsome and got that long abandoned shear black shirt with blue jeans.

“Woah is that Jungkook!?”, some girls whisper beside the bar you are currently seated at and you turn around, only to feel a pang to your chest. Fuck. A completely look through shirt with fucking tight blue denim is he fucking kidding? And blonde hair? Yeah it's that complete ‘drool over me bitches’ package.

You suddenly feel self aware of how simple you looked. He should have given a heads up because one needs several business days to process blonde Jungkook. He seemed unrecognizable.

“Woah… What's up with this new look!?”, you approach finally. Many people eye him shamelessly in your peripheral vision which is pretty much obvious.

“Nothing. Just felt like it”, he grins, having won you. Jungkook is not attractive who? Yeah he bets Seokjin will never pull off this look.

“You like it? ”, and he undoes first two buttons, exposing a bit of his toning straight to your eyes. Is he fucking teasing? You want to confront him because he's acting weird. But you don't know if this is because you feel different around him.

“Y-yeah… It's good”, you tug a smile.

“Wanna dance?”, he asks and you nod, taking your hand to the dance floor. Most people are wasted but both of you are not. So when you feel him touching more than usual, you are absolutely aware that it's not an accident.

He holds you so close all the time, as if it's something you do daily. Fuck.

“Hold me like this”, he says out of nowhere and throws your hand behind his neck. He knows what he's doing. And you are aware too, but too weak in knees to retract. You hate that you are actually enjoying this and he loved it.

“Y/n….”, he whispers to your ear, tucking a strand of your hair behind it, “Can I kiss you love? ”

Your nod is so soft and innocent before you give in. Most people who were looking forward for Jungkook’s company give up and hook up with other guys around because they know he isn't here for anybody else.

He flushes your hips against his as he kisses you, obviously tongue all the way. He doesn't know why but he wanted to shut your mouth exactly like this whenever you swooned over Seokjin. And he is most certain that all those memories are perished along with the kiss.

He pulls your bottom lip out and looks into your eyes and grinds his hip on yours, and you moan lowly. He internally curses at how sweet you sounded.

“Come with me”. He pulls you out of the crowd and into a private cubicle where people usually make out. And thankfully there was one vacant.

But he isn't quick to act once inside the space. He takes his time to lock the door and to sit at that one chair in the centre, manspreading luxuriously for you to see.

You never did anything like this with Jungkook. It was not like you had friend zoned him, you actually don't know why, all these years you spent casually flirting and shrugging off with each other, and now you can't wait to devour him.

You make your way to his lap and sit right on his hips, sighing at the contact. He grabs the back of your head and pushes it towards him. His other hand taps your butt to continue grinding which you happily do so.

He continues exploring your skin, hooking his hands on your shirt and rubbing circles at the skin there. Feeling his cold hands, you move to undo two more of his buttons to get a peak of his pecs, something you wanted to do the moment you saw him.

He moans into your mouth when your movements start to get him worked up, feeling high and ecstatic. Even with the denim shorts on, the dent on his pants was enough to get you close to orgasm.

“J-Jungkook… ”, you trail off, head slightly falling back which he catches.

“Go on love, almost there”. Fuck. You loved it when he called you names, but this one was, exceptionally very much turning you on.

He detaches his mouth to suckle on your collar bone, exposing it by pulling your t shirt slightly down. It becomes all too much, and you focus on the knot forming at your stomach.

Jungkook stops kissing you, indicating he's chasing his high several moments after yours, glad that both opted for thick denims as bottoms to cover the mess you made.

“We should've done this way before”, you imply, separating the strands of his hair sticking to his forehead.

“We could've, but you were busy drooling over some teacher”, he smugs.

“So you were jealous! ”.

Unfortunately his cocky being doesn't have an answer for that so he dodges it with another long kiss, breaking off with a loud smooch.

“God I can kiss you forever Y/n…”

“And...then? ”, you ask your confusion. You don't know what's your relationship with Jungkook is anymore, now that you had made out with him.

“... then… maybe you'll fall in love with me?”

“See you at the party Kook”, you peck the corner of his lips and get off his lap. After taking a moment to fix your outfit, you leave the cubicle.

And Jungkook knew exactly what he was going to do.

Thank you so much for reading!! ♡

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[blu-joons]

DATING ATEEZ A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴  Kang Yeosang

A ⇴ AFFECTION

The best thing about Yeosang was that he had an incredible awareness of the exact time when you’d need a hug. Whenever you were in search of affection, he was always there ready to wrap his arms around you and hold you close.

B ⇴ BEFORE DATING

You were introduced through Wooyoung at an Ateez event, who was convinced the two of you would get along. Needless to say, the two of you very quickly found yourselves in flowing conversation as you got to know each other, proving a very smug Wooyoung to be right, much to his delight.

C ⇴ CONFESSION

When Wooyoung caught on that Yeosang seemed to like you, he was very quick in pushing his best friend to confess to you. When the two of you were at another event, Wooyoung practically cornered Yeosang into your private space, leaving him no choice but to start a conversation, with Wooyoung not stepping aside until Yeosang had told you how he felt, asking you out on a date with him too.

D ⇴ DATES

Your perfect date nights with each other were usually spent in front of the console playing whatever game one of you wanted. The two of you weren’t overly competitive, often playing laid on top of each other, relaxing and just enjoying being around each other. Most of the time, Yeosang won anyway, the far better gamer, but he was never one to rub it in your face. Usually, when one of you got hungry, takeout would be ordered too, with both of you snacking in between rounds of whatever game you were playing.

E ⇴ EXPERIENCE

Yeosang had never really had any dating experience before meeting you, leaving him incredibly nervous about what was right and what was wrong. He tended to open up to Wooyoung the most about what worried him about dating, sometimes stupidly trusting him to give him some advice and pointers about what to do. Luckily for him, Jongho would usually be on hand too with much more sensible advice that Yeosang could listen to, helping him find his feet in the crazy world that was dating.

F ⇴ FIGHTING

He was very sensitive to arguments and disagreements, Yeosang always worked hard to stop them from happening, as usually it would end up with his emotions running away with him. You often found yourself getting frustrated with how hard he worked, which meant he took very little care of himself. Whilst he would protest that he was fine, you’d know better, usually managing to wear him down until the emotions of all of his hard work hit him and he’d end up admitting that he needed a rest. Huge fights very rarely occurred between you both, both of you were far too calm and mature to let that happen.

G ⇴ GETTING TO KNOW HIS FAMILY

Before meeting anyone else in his family, Yeosang made sure to introduce you to his elder sister, trusting that she’d be able to make you comfortable and give you the best impression of his family. Not to mention how often she begged Yeosang to introduce you to her, as she was so desperate to meet you.

H ⇴ HOME

A lot of your time together was spent at your place, as with two others living in his dorm room with him, alone time with Yeosang was very rare. Whilst he made sure to be at the dorm for work, when a day off came around, he’d usually find himself instinctively on his way over to your place to spend time with you.

I ⇴ “I LOVE YOU”

You were the first one to say those three words when you flew out to surprise Yeosang whilst he was on tour. Seeing him was incredibly overwhelming for you, and before you’d really had the chance to process that he was back in front of you, you were whispering your confession into his ear whilst trying to keep it together.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

When other people get very close to you, Yeosang is most definitely aware. His observant eyes can sometimes be a bit of a downside for him as he picks up on even the smallest of things that many people, including you, would ignore. He’s also very sensitive, and so if it feels like someone is getting close to you, he’ll instantly close off. He’s mature when he’s jealous, he doesn’t tend to make a scene, but you’ll know by how quiet he becomes that something isn’t right and that he isn’t comfortable in the situation.

K ⇴ KIDS

Being such a thinker, Yeosang can’t help himself but to often think about the future with you and the possibilities of having a family too. Whilst he doesn’t think too far in depth about things, he certainly has certain things that he dreams about, and hopes will happen in the future. Most of these thoughts are ones that he keeps to himself, happy in his own bubble of imagining what his life one day might look like.

L ⇴ LAUGHTER

Yeosang doesn’t stress about much, and so he’s usually naturally got a smile on his face and laughing about most things too. His positive and carefree attitude often rubs off on you too, relaxing you when you’re stress and encouraging you to smile, even on some of your most difficult days. He knows how to hold a room from his times as an MC, and so he’ll almost always manage to capture your attention with the things that he has to say, making sure that you’re always laughing, or at least smiling, when he’s talking to you too. Whilst he isn’t the loudest member of the group, he’ll still always have you laughing.

M ⇴ MISSING

Around the others, Yeosang always at least tries to pretend as if he’s fine, being mature about the situation and trying to deal with the hand that he’s been dealt as best as he can. However, as soon as he’s by himself, he’ll struggle more over being away from you and the emotions that he so often holds to himself go. He also hates to let you know that he’s missing you when he speaks to you, but as soon as he goes quiet, you can tell that he’s beginning to struggle with being away from you. He hates making others feel bad when he misses you, whilst others are happy, he tries to do the same as best as he can.

N ⇴ NICKNAMES

You tend to shorten Yeosang’s name whenever you want to give him a nickname, neither of you are massive on soppy pet names, preferring to keep things simple whilst still making sure to address each other sweetly.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

Yeosang is obsessed with your smile, knowing that you’re happy when you’re around him is all that ever matters to him, leaving him in a positive mood too.

P ⇴ PDA

He’s very reserved when it comes to affection in public with you, he’ll do enough to keep you safe, but aside from that, he’s very quiet. You’ll only ever receive a kiss from Yeosang when he’s sure that no one else is around and watching, other than that, it’s usually a hold of your hand to keep you protected by his side.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

When you spot that Yeosang is deep in thought, you’ll love to ask him what he’s thinking about. It often leaves you in surprise that his mind could think about such things, and lead to an interesting debate between you both too.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

If the two of you are out in public on dates, Yeosang will love to take one of his drones to fly about so that the two of you can remember the place and the memories made. He has a hard drive specifically for the trips that the two of you have taken so that you can look back over them one day. You’re not exactly allowed to touch his drones, knowing how protective he is, but you still love to sit back and watch.

S ⇴ SEX

Intimacy with Yeosang is always incredibly sweet, he’s always very affectionate and talkative, usually in hushed tones with plenty of sweet nothings being muttered by him. He’s not massive on being a dom, the two of you tend to have equal control when it comes to intimacy. Neither of you take the lead, instead you just work off of how you’re both feeling and perhaps who needs the attention a little bit more.

T ⇴ TEXTS

He can always pick up on when you’re low or high, and so Yeosang will always make sure to text you when he can tell you’re not feeling great. He’s very good at spotting things, even through a text or a simple voice note.

U ⇴ UNIVERSE

The thought of his future is what makes Yeosang happiest. He’s only ever really had the group to reflect on when it comes to the years ahead, so now that he can think about you too, it makes his future all the more exciting.

V ⇴ VACATION

When he’s got time off, Yeosang enjoys staying at home with you and basking in the home comforts that he misses out on for so many months throughout the year. He’ll dedicate most of the time to what you want to do though and make up for the time that he leaves you doing things by yourself whilst he’s busy.

W ⇴ WHINING

Yeosang isn’t someone that tends to whine a lot, he might get a little bit louder, but he’d never whine, understanding that sometimes you need your space.

X ⇴ XXXXX

Kisses from Yeosang are always incredibly sweet, he loves to leave light pecks against your skin that he knows will make you blush and often leave you coming back to him because you want a little more. When the two of you are cuddled up, he can’t help but kiss against you, usually using his kisses to let you know how he’s feeling rather than bothering to break the soft atmosphere by using his words.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were always there for Yeosang, which was something that he never took for granted.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

He’d always cuddle you close at night, with his strength and tightness changing depending on your mood. If you’d had a bad day, he’d hold you extra tight, however if you needed a bit of space, he’d just hold your hand instead.

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[prettyboyjackhughes]

-Maybe it wasn’t meant to be- |J. Hughes| [Part 2]

Jack lay in bed, by himself, for the first time in weeks. They had won last night in a shootout, Jack having the winning goal and winning the series. But it still didn’t feel like enough. He still felt empty. Whether it was because he didn’t have her or because he knew she didn’t care or love him anymore, he wasn’t sure. The fact that he still blamed this feeling on Charlie made him sick to his stomach. He rolled over, grabbing his phone off the bedside table and ignoring the 3 text messages from Mallory, the model he had been hooking up with. He had a few texts from family, telling him congrats on the series win. But the one text he was most concerned about was from Alex. Jack had seen the news about Alex’s trade and had been meaning to text him but with all his “extracurricular activities”, he had forgotten and never texted him. So seeing Alex’s name in his phone brought a smirk to Jack’s face.

Alex-I just got done talking to Charlie

Alex-What the hell did you do to her

Jack’s stomach dropped again. He sat up in bed, his sore muscles complaining. Alex had gotten traded to Colorado, meaning Charlie was in Colorado. With Alex. Jack didn’t even think twice and pressed the call button. It rang a few times then Alex’s voice broke through the silence.

“What the hell are you talking about, Turcs?” Jack says, trying not to snap at Alex.

“I guess you got my text huh?” Alex says. Jack shifts, crossing his arm over his chest and grabbing onto his shoulder.

“Obviously now please explain to me what the hell you’re talking about. Charlie is in Colorado?” Jack’s chest tightens as he says her name for the first time in 3 years.

“She’s in Colorado. Tell me what you did to her.” Jack swallowed hard and let his head fall back against the headboard of his bed.

“I messed up Turcs. I made her feel like she wasn’t enough and that I didn’t want her. I was confused and wasn’t sure that I wanted to keep all the promises I made to her. I wasn’t sure that what we had was love, I mean we were only 18. But I look back now and I know, she’s the only one I can ever love like that. She’s the only one. But it’s too late.” Jack’s stomach churned. Alex was silent on the other end of the phone.

“So you’re telling me, you gave her up? And since she didn’t want to get hurt, she left? She ran away from you, Jack.” Jack’s head dropped.

“I know. And I shouldn’t be holding on to her after this long. She’s probably forgotten about me and moved on. I wouldn’t blame her if she did. I deserve that.” Jack said, running a hand through his hair.

“Jack, you made her drop all of us. She shut everyone out of her life that reminded her of you. The last time I had talked to her was 3 years ago! None of knew what happened and then you started to spiral. We had all figured you guys had broken up when she disappeared. I mean, come on man. This wasn’t just about you.” Alex’s words played in his head over and over again.

“So what are you saying? Do I try and reach out? Should I text her?” Jack asks.

“I didn’t say that. It’s been 3 years. She told you not to come after her, which was a stupid move you idiot. I’ve watched enough romance movies with Madi to know that when a girl says that, the guy is supposed to go after them.” Jack smiles a little, thinking about all the nights Jack, Alex, Charlie and Madi, Charlie’s best friend, would spend in the basement of his parents’ house back in Plymouth when he and Alex were in the NDTP, watching every movie from The Notebook to Miracle. It seemed like a lifetime ago.

“I was a stupid kid then. If I had the chance to go back, you know I would go after her.” Alex moves the phone to his other ear and clears his throat.

“Jack, I think you need to think this through before you do anything. I’m going over to Charlie’s later. I might try and get her to talk about all of this. I know she talked to Madi about it at the beginning but with Madi being in Germany for the last year and a half, they haven’t talked much. Who knows, she may just shut down if I even mention your name.” Jack nods, agreeing with Alex. It had taken him 3 years to even say her name. When she had first left, Jack had gone back home for a week. It had worked out that the team had a 3 game series against Detroit. He had sat in his childhood room, looking at the pictures on his walls. Most of them had her in them. They had been friends since they were kids. He had fallen for her the day she had looked at him, rolled her eyes and bet him 3 dollars and a piece of gum that he wouldn’t eat the sucker they had found stuck to the pavement in the cul-de-sac. That had happened when they were 11. She had been his neighbor, 3 houses away from his on the cul-de-sac, since he was born. Their families became friends because of the two of them. Charlie’s older brother went to college at the University of Michigan with Quinn, actually finishing his degree, unlike Quinn who ended up going to the NHL. Charlie’s younger brother played hockey with Luke for a couple seasons before deciding he liked baseball better. Every memory he had, she was apart of. Every birthday party since he was 7, every school dance; every little memory that he had from his childhood and into his NHL start, she was there. He didn’t want to let go of her because he thought it would make all those memories even harder for him. But sitting there, in his childhood bedroom, crying over something he had messed up, his mom had walked into his room. She had sat down on his bed, rubbed his knee and comforted him as best she could. But out of all the things she said, one thing still stuck with him, even now. She had picked up the picture of them from homecoming their freshman year. Homecoming had been about 3 months after Jack had asked Charlie to be his girlfriend.

“I see how you two are there. So happy and definitely in love. You loved her, and she definitely loved you. But honey, sometimes people love someone but it isn’t the right time for them to love each other. It’s just, right person, wrong time.” And that’s what he had held onto. That he and Charlie were just the right person, wrong time. Maybe they’d find each other in the future and things would work out.

“I guess it’s really her move. Not anything I can do. You can talk to her if you want, you don’t have to. I’ll talk to you later, Alex. Thanks for listening and letting me know. See you next time we’re in Denver.” Alex says bye and Jack ends the call. He falls back against the pillows and stares at the ceiling.  

Charlie looked down at the pictures and clothes scattered around her on the floor. The day she had left, she had thrown all of the stuff she had of Jack’s into a box. Every picture, every sweatshirt and t-shirt, every piece of jewelry that he had gotten her since she was 14. At first, she couldn’t even bring herself to look through the box or to even have it anywhere she would see it on a daily basis. But now, she was getting better. The box had moved from the hall closet to the corner of her room. When things got really bad and all she could think about was Jack, she would pull something out of the box, usually one of the sweatshirts or t-shirts, and think back on how things used to be. She knew she still loved Jack but how long could she go on loving him? Did he even remember her? Did he still think of her as much as she thought of him? Honestly, she probably would never know the answers to those questions, which hurt, but there wasn’t anything she could do about it because she wasn’t going to go after someone who had pushed her away all those years ago. He had decided she wasn’t worth it and never came after her. As she sat on the floor, staring at the promise ring he had given her when they were 17, Alex knocked on the door to her apartment. She quickly threw everything in the box and got up, running to open the door. She threw it open and Alex looked up at her from his phone with an amused look on his face.

“Excited to see me?” He says as he walks into the apartment behind her. She shuts the door and locks it behind him.

“Oh hush, Turcs.” She says, rolling her eyes. She and Alex had fallen right back into how they were before, with him constantly teasing her and her taking it but giving it right back.

“So how do you like the new apartment?” Charlie asks, walking in front of Alex who follows her into the living room. He sits on the couch as she collapses on the floor.

“You always liked sitting on the floor better than the couch, you weirdo.” Alex says, nudging her with his foot. She laughs and gets on her phone. Charlie scrolls through instagram, pausing for a second on a picture of Jack from the All-Star game a few weeks ago. Alex watches over her shoulder, trying to decide whether or not to tell her about his call with Jack.

“Hey Char...I talked to Jack before I came here.” He says, tapping on her shoulder. She stiffens for a second then turns to look at Alex.

“You...You talked to Jack. Did you tell him...that you talked to me? That I was here?” She asked, something that looked like fear but was more concern and interest than anything.

“I mentioned I had talked to you and that you were here. We talked about what happened.” She picks at her lip and watches Alex. Alex is being careful with his words, trying not to cause a breakdown.

“As in...why I left? You guys talked about why I left?” Alex nods, moving down to the ground to sit next to her.

“We talked about it. He explained what he thinks he did to cause you to leave. It all makes sense, Char.” Charlie nods, her head staying down.

“I know it makes sense Alex. Why do you think I did it?” She says, pushing her hair back out of her face and looking at him hard.

“It wasn’t the right choice though. I loved him and I knew he wasn’t going to hurt me. Why did I think it was a good idea to let him go? If we’re being honest, I still love him.” Alex’s eyes stay on Charlie, trying hard to hide his slight excitement.

“Charlie, have you ever thought about maybe trying to reach out to him? I mean, you two were friends before everything. You were best friends.” Charlie shakes her head.

“Alex, I can’t. I decided I wasn’t going to go after someone who had pushed me away all those years ago. He had decided I wasn’t worth it and never came after me.” Alex places his hand on her knee gently, distracting her from picking at her fingers.

“Char, you told him not to come after you. If he loved you, you told him not to come after you. So I understand what you were thinking but you wanted him to come after you, didn’t you?” Those words shatter Charlie. She starts to cry and Alex pulls her into a hug.

“All I wanted was for him to come after me. I wanted him to show up in Colorado and take me back home with him. Say I belonged with him, in Jersey. I wanted the whole dramatic movie reuniting. But instead he never came and I stayed in Denver, heartbroken. I don’t understand. I thought he loved me.” She chokes out the words, sobbing into Alex’s shoulder. Alex hugs her to his chest, his heart breaking for his two best friends. 

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[petri808]

Beauty and the Geek

requested Sequel to Chemistry Hell.  Nalu High school AU

The reminder on her phone goes off and Lucy looks at the clock on the library’s wall.  “Time for me to get to practice,” the young blonde stands up from the table and smiles at her friends, “I’ll see you guys tomorrow.”  She grabs her back pack and slings it over her shoulder, then places a hand on Natsu’s arm, “but I’ll call you tonight right, so I can double check my homework for Chem?”

“Sure,” the boy smiles back, “I’ll be home all night so you can call whenever.”  

She lets her hand linger and slide a little along his arm, “Thanks!”  Lucy waves as she walks away, “bye guys!”

“Bye Lucy,” Natsu waves, but when he turns back to their group of friends, they’re all grinning.  “What?”  He looks around, “why is everyone staring at me?”

“Why didn’t you give her a kiss goodbye,” Gray teases, even throwing in the fake smooching sounds.  

“Or offer to walk her to practice,” Levy chimes in with a wiggle of her eyebrows, “you know, hold her hand the whole way.”

Natsu’s face flushes, “t-that’s not the kind of relationship… we-we’re just friends!”  He shakes a fist at Gray, “and who are you to talk when you still haven’t got up the courage to talk to Juvia!”

Gray Fullbuster was Natsu’s defacto best friend, frenemy, depending on the day.  The dark-haired young man had grown up with Natsu and if he’d really wanted to pass for popular, Gray probably could have pulled it off but, the cool-headed young man had never been fond of too much attention.  Besides he was shy, hence the reason he hadn’t managed to make a move yet.  Juvia Loxar was one of the top swimmers in their school and even though he was sure she liked him too, Gray always clammed up around her.  

“Tch,” Gray flips off Natsu.  “I will eventually.”

Ever since that moment in the diner, Natsu and Lucy had grown very close.  Their friends teased when one or the other wasn’t around because that vision was becoming a distant memory.  During most breaks at school the pair would hang out with or without their friends.  Calls and text messages had become a nightly occurrence.  So, they had a lot in common and liked each other’s company, what was the big deal?  

Football season was starting up and Lucy was getting busier.  Between practices and games both home and away, she and Natsu took whatever chances they had to hang out or chat.  Thanks to texting, he made the long bus rides more tolerable for her.  Sometimes she would hear the other girls snickering, but she paid them no attention.  A couple of them even asked if it was a boyfriend on the other end and she’d just laugh and change the subject.  

It was true, her and Natsu looked like they were becoming an item, that was hard not to notice.  Deep down she hoped that someday they could be a couple, but Lucy’s wasn’t in a rush and Natsu didn’t seem to be either.  That being said, it was the time of year when couple activities were going to be happening, like prom.  She’d be lying if she didn’t hope that Natsu would ask her.  He would look quite handsome in a tux and she on his arm in a ball gown.

The game against Lamia High had finally come to an end.  It was a close one, but Fairytail managed to pull it off at the end with field goal to win the game.  As everyone packed up their gear and readied to get on the bus, the captain of the football team, Jackal Noroi approached her.  

“Yo, Lucy!”

She turns around, “oh, um hi Jackal.  Can I help you with something?”

“Yes, you can!” He grins and leans against the exterior of the bus, “by becoming my date for the prom.”

“Oh,” Lucy tucks her hair behind her shoulders, “I kind of, already have other plans.”

Jackal’s face goes from a cocky grin to annoyance in zero seconds flat.  “You ain’t gonna tell me it’s with that Dragneel nerd.  Why the hell would you pick him over me?”

“I’m sorry, I haven’t made a decision yet so I can’t say it’ll be him or not.  But Natsu is a really nice guy and we get along.”

“Tch!” he pounds his fist against the bus.  “I can’t believe I’m being turned down but whatever!”

Lucy was shocked at how angry Jackal could be over something like this.  She just watches as he storms away towards his buddies.  Oh well, regardless of Natsu or not, Lucy never really cared for Jackal.  His attitude was too cocky for her tastes, and he had a reputation for just trying to take advantage of girls.  But just because he was the quarterback and star player, girls still fawned over him.  Most of Lucy’s fellow cheerleaders would have thrown themselves under the bus to be asked to prom and she’d just turned him down.

Needless to say, the bus ride home wasn’t exactly comfortable.  Lucy could feel the daggers levied at her back by everyone.  She did her best to ignore it, comforted by Natsu’s messages.  Of course, she didn’t want to tell him what had happened and acted normal, just letting him know how the game went.  They also chatted about homecoming which was in a couple of weeks.  She’d be cheering at the game, but afterwards, maybe they and their friends could go out for karaoke or something fun.      

She tries her best to put the incident behind her.  At practices, she did what she had to do and would leave before anyone had the time to question her.  Though it didn’t seem like they cared about her side of the story.  Lucy was starting to really see why Natsu had labelled her in the beginning because it seemed once the others began associating her with the nerdy kids, they’d started to treat her differently too.

These cliques were such a stupid thing.  And stereotypes….  Lucy was starting to believe they sometimes existed.  

Homecoming arrived soon enough, and it was gearing up to be epic.  With Phantom High as the opposing team, everyone was raring to go.  From the guys on the field to the cheer squads and bands, emotions even ran high with the fans battling it out to see who could be better, louder, tougher.  The Fairies needed to win on their hometown turf, or they’d never live it down till next year.  

In the stands Natsu and the rest of their friends had all shown up to support their school.  They had gone early enough to get seats near the cheer section because Natsu wanted to be closer to Lucy.  She’d finally broken down a few days ago about some of the taunting she’d received, and he wanted to make sure if it happened tonight, they could do something about it.  So far, so good.  With everything going on around them, the cheerleaders were too busy keeping the crowds electrified to worry about little squabbles.    

And Lucy looked so beautiful.  Natsu could care less about the football game choosing to watch her instead.  The short skirt she wore and tight vest top.  Her hair up in adorable pig-tails.  A bright smile making her eyes sparkle.  His heart almost jumped out of his chest when she’d waved at him during half time.  

“Natsu do you want something from the concession stand?”

She was really good at all the cheers, staying on point, and doing her part during the pyramids and other… whatever you called routines.  He wondered what had made her get into cheerleading.  It wasn’t a question he’d asked Lucy before, maybe he’ll ask her later.

“Oi!” Gray slaps Natsu on the back.

Natsu turns to his friend.  “What?!”

“Levy’s been trying to get your attention, that’s what!”

“Oh,” Natsu blushes and pushes his glass back up.  He turns to the girl, “sorry, Levy.”

Levy laugh’s and winks, “it’s fine.  I could see you were focused on someone.  Would you like something from the concession stand, I’m gonna grab a drink?”

The tinge of pink deepens along his cheeks and the tips of his ears.  “I’m okay, thank you.”

Finally, the last seconds were ticking down on the clock.  Everyone was on their feet watching as Ezel, a lead Tailback, sails the ball towards the awaiting Jackal who was open and nearest to the goal.  Phantoms defensive team was heading toward him as well at a rapid pace, but the Fairies Guards and Tackles were keeping them at bay.  You could have heard a pin drop when Jackal barely caught that ball on the tips of his fingers, cradled it and ran the few yards for a touch down!  

The crowd erupts!  Screams and shouts echo in a wave from the bleachers!  The cheerleaders whopping and hollering for the team stir even louder shrieks from the fans.  The Fairies had won by 12 points!  Jackal and the rest of the team pile back towards the sidelines, high-fiving, and congratulating each other for the job well done.  

When Jackal reaches the cheer squad he walks straight up to Lucy and grabs her around the waist, lifting her off her feet.  “See baby girl, you sure you still wanna turn me down?  I’m the MVP of the school for crying out loud!”

“C-Congratulations on the win,” Lucy sputters, all the while turning her head to avoid his oral advancements “but please Jackal, put me down.”

He growls and drops her to the ground, “you still won’t say yes!  What the hell is wrong with you?!  Do you have any idea how many girls would kill for my attention?!”

Lucy staggers back and manages to keep her footing before falling.  “I know, and I’m sorry but you’re just not my type!”

“And a fucking nerd is?!”  Jackal rages, “Dragneel is a fucking four-eyed virgin nobody!  He’ll never be anything more than a pencil pushing loser!”

It’s at this point others from both the cheer squad and football team start surrounding Lucy.  Emboldened by Jackal, they shout taunts of everything under the sun at her, about Natsu, just nasty names.  Lucy’s friends all rush down behind her as well, with Natsu stepping in front between her and Jackal in an effort to shelter her.

“Back off,” Natsu yells at the imposing football player who stood taller, especially when you added the muscle that he had backing him.  “J-Just leave Lucy alone, she said she’s not interested in you!”

Jackal cackles and points a finger into Natsu’s chest, pushing the quieter boy backwards.  “And what are you gonna do about it, nerd!?”  He narrows his eyes, “You ain’t no match for me, I’m gonna win this battle one way or another!”

“Please, let’s just get out of here,” Lucy begs.  Her hands on both of Natsu’s shoulders, cringing.  Their friends are also pulling on him, knowing this was getting ugly.  If the other football players were to jump in, they’d be no match.  

Luckily at that moment, the coaches swing into action and pushes the group apart, yelling at everyone to disburse or risk suspensions.  Natsu was furious but his friends were right.  In a one-on-one fight he might have a chance, but he doubted that Jackal or his buddies would play fair.  He turns around, grabs Lucy’s hand and they immediately leave the stadium with their friends in tow.  Their plans had been to go out bowling after the game, but no one was in any mood for entertainment.

Everyone heads out in their separate ways agreeing to meet up during the weekend when things had settled down.  But for Lucy, she didn’t want to go home yet, so Natsu takes her back to his house.  Thank goodness his parents were understanding of the situation and allowed them to be alone in his room together, with the door cracked open.

Lucy sobbed into Natsu’s chest and he did the only thing he could think of, holding her tightly and rocking gently.  His mom brought them some tea, hoping it may help to calm the young girl, but it was to no avail.  

“Cheer is over for me,” she mumbles through her broken tears, “I can’t go back.  They were all so horrible!  I’m sorry Natsu… I’m so sorry…  I see why you’d thought I was a bitch when we first met…”

“Shhh, Lucy, it’s okay, it’ll be okay…”

“No, it’s not!  You were right.  All the cheerleaders are wretched people!  And those jocks are so disgusting, I hate them!”

“Lucy, don’t say that.”  As much as he wanted to agree and shout, ‘I told you so,’ Natsu knew that would only make things worse.  “You proved that it’s not always true, not everyone is bad.”

“But they all jumped in and started taunting us.”

“I was wrong to assume a stereotype applies to everyone, and I don’t want you to fall down that same path. You’re better than that.  Better than them.”  He tips her chin up, staring down with a serious expression.  “Promise me you won’t be like that kind of person.”  Holding Lucy’s head against his chest again.  “It’s really my fault you’re in this mess, if you’d never met me, you’d still be living carefree with your old friends.”

“Please don’t say that Natsu.”  Lucy sighs.  “I’m glad we met cause now I know those so-called friends weren’t really friends after all.  You and Levy, and the others are so much better than they are.  If only that asshole would have just left me alone.”  She throws her hands up, “I don’t even understand why Jackal was so desperate for me to go to prom with him.  I’ve never, ever, ever, given him a reason to think I’d be interested.  I swear it’s like he’s jealous or something.”

Natsu chuckles, “Noroi?  Jealous?  Of what, me?  I doubt that.”

“But exactly!  He could get practically any girl he wants, why pick me?”  Lucy sits up.  “Natsu the only way it makes sense is he’s mad that I turned him down for a… a…”

“Nerd.”

“I didn’t wanna call you that,” she blushes.

“It’s okay,” he laughs, “it is what it is cause I am a nerd.”

“Maybe I shouldn’t even go to prom,” her body deflates, “I’d rather not deal with them again if I don’t have to.”

“You shouldn’t let them stop you Lucy.  If you really wanna go, then go.”

“But I don’t have a date…” she peers up through her lashes, biting the corner of her lip.

He gulps, “Would you go to prom with me?”

“Yes!”  She throws her arms around his neck, hugging him tight.  “You’re the only one I’d wanna go with.”

The night of the prom couldn’t come soon enough for the young pair.  Lucy’s father was nice enough to send them off in a limo after having professional photos taken at her home.  It all made Natsu very nervous, but Lucy did her best to keep him calm.  “Don’t worry about my dad.  He is tough, but if he didn’t approve of you, I’d never would have been able to hang out with you.”

“Okay.”  That was good to know, though it didn’t really help.  Mr. Heartfilia was an imposing figure.  He was tall, though not a very big guy, Natsu’s own father was larger and more intimidating in size, but this man, the vibes he just gave off sent warning bell’s in Natsu’s mind.

The one thing keeping his mind off of anything else was the beautiful young woman gracing his arm.  Lucy had spared no expense on her dress, choosing a full length, salmon-colored satiny crepe that flowed along her body, hugging and pulled in to highlight her curves.  The bust area was beautifully cinched to cover her bosoms, leaving just the tops revealed, and held up by inch-wide straps that haltered around her neck.  But that wasn’t even his favorite part.  The dress was open backed, cut down to a V that began right at her waist, and flowing over her rear like a gorgeous waterfall.  It didn’t even bother him that the color was so close to his hair color.  In fact, it made him proud that she’d chosen it.  When they walked into that ballroom, Natsu felt like the luckiest man in the world.

They find their group of friends, settling in with drinks and appetizers at a set of tables, just listening to the music and chatting.  This was the first formal dance he’d ever been to, so Natsu was already nervous because of that.  It didn’t help that it felt like there were eyes watching him, Jackal and his football cronies on the other side of the room, just glaring.  He really couldn’t understand the guys problem when he had a beautiful date of his own.  Seilah was another cheerleader with Lucy, and very pretty.  Why did Jackal desire Lucy so badly?  Gray suggested it was about power and coveting what he couldn’t have.  Whatever the reason, it was all ridiculous.

An hour into the schedule, the friends were having so much fun talking, they didn’t notice what was going on at the prom until they heard a loud voice over the microphone.  The Principal, Makarov Dreyar stood on the stage ready to announce who that years Prom King and Queen would be.  No one in the group really cared because they figured none of them had a shot.  So, there was no surprise when Jackal was named Prom King.  The guy was an asshole, but he was popular because of his football prowess.  

“And for your Queen, Lucy Heartfilia!”  

“What?!” Lucy blurts out in shock from the turn of events.  “Why would anyone vote for me?!”  The prom king and queen were voted on at the entrance by the students.  She was sure that with the whole football team and cheerleading squad incident, and the fact that they were the popular clique of the school, one of them would win.  Besides the last thing Lucy wanted to do was have anything to do with Jackal.  

She sees Makarov waving at her to come up to the stage to receive her crown.  At first, she tries to shake her head, but he gives her an annoyed look.  Did Jackal get his friends and other to vote so they’d end up winning together?

“You should go,” Natsu mumbles, doing his best not to look upset.  “Everyone’s watching, and it’s just formalities.”

“Really?”  Maybe, Natsu was right.  Just because she was voted prom queen didn’t mean she had to associate with Jackal in anyway.  The faculty crowns them, takes a photo for the yearbook, and sends them on their way.  She’ll just get this over with quickly.  “Oh-kay.”

Lucy throws on a fake smile for the camera as they go through the motions of the ceremony.  A crown, a bouquet, a picture.  She tries to keep a slight distance between her and Jackal, not wanting to be touched ever again by the creep.  As soon as the picture is taken and they are told that they can leave the stage, Lucy flees before Jackal tries anything.  

Natsu watches it all from their table, his eyes zeroed in on the football quarterback.  It was obvious that Jackal was looking for an opportunity to make a move, but luckily for Lucy, the Principal was rushing through the ceremony and not giving the man a chance to get close.  As soon as Lucy leaves the stage however, Jackal follows her.  Midway between their table and the stage, he grabs her elbow to stop her.  Natsu tosses his glasses onto the table and stands up immediately.

“Let me go Jackal, I’m trying to get back to my date.”

“It’s tradition the King and Queen have a dance.”

“The principal never said anything about that, you’re making it up.”

“Look woman, that’s just how it works, now let’s go!”

Lucy yanks her arm away from Jackal’s grip, “No!”

At that moment, Natsu rushes up, pushing Lucy behind him and acts as a shield.  He narrows his eyes and levies a glare at the football star.  “Leave her alone Jackal, she said no, and no means no.”

Jackal growls, “you stupid fucking nerd,” he grabs Natsu below the lapels and yanks him forward.  “Just know you asked for his!”  Jackal seethes, swinging and punching Natsu in the jaw before he has time to block.  

It rocks Natsu for a split second, damn the guy could punch!  Jackal swings again, but this time he’s able to block and pushes the man back.  “Drop it, you, asshole, or I’ll have to hit back!”  Natsu didn’t like fighting at all, but with a burly father who loved to wrestle, he was taught a few things.  He squares up, ready for Jackal’s next move.    

That sends Jackal into hysterics, “a fucking nerd is trying to stand up to me?!  Now I’m really gonna put you on your ass!”  He swings again, but this time Natsu sways to the side, dodging the straight punch, and sends an uppercut of his own, catching the other man directly under the chin, knocking him off his feet.  He may be a nerd but also worked out to keep fit.    

An audible gasp hits the room.  A nerd just knocked the football quarterback on his ass!

Jackal roars and jumps to his feet, launching himself at Natsu.  He throws another punch, which Natsu again tries to dodge, but the man’s knuckles graze his chin with half the power of a full landed punch.  It stings, but nothing like the first punch.    

Despite taking the small hit, Natsu still manages to grab Jackal by the shoulders as he moves past in the momentum, pulling the man’s torso down, while bringing his own knee up into the guys abdomen.  He lands just below the solar plexus enough to knock the wind out.  Jackal doubles over, and Natsu drops him to the ground.      

By this time, the football coach Mr. Clive had rushed over and grabs the crazed Jackal, standing him up, and pinning his arms to his sides.  Jackal screams to be released, but they ignore him, and the coaches grip just tightens around his arms.  The larger adult has no problem keeping Jackal restrained.  Principal Makarov has also arrived by this point.  “Take him to the office right now and call the cops,” the principal tells the coach, “I’ll be there in a couple minutes.”

Once the coach takes away the screaming man, the principal turns to Natsu.  “Are you okay Mr. Dragneel?”

Natsu massages his jaw which was starting to throb, “I’ll be okay.”

“Are you okay Ms. Heartfilia?” Makarov asks the girl who’s also inspecting her date for marks.  

Lucy nods, “I-I’ll be okay.”

“I saw Jackal provoke this and throw the first punch, so you’re not in any trouble for defending yourself Mr. Dragneel.  But, Monday after school I want you both to come to my office so I can take a full report.  Is that understood?”  They both nod their heads.  “Good, enjoy the rest of your evening kids.”  

As Makarov walks away, Lucy and Natsu’s friends rush over and a circle slowly forms around the pair. Other’s gather as well, including a few of Jackal’s own friends, and some of the cheerleaders with a mix of concern and congratulations for beating the bully.  Apparently, they’d acquiesced to the man’s behavior out of fear because he was the quarterback, but it didn’t mean they approved of it.  Seeing a nerd like Natsu stand up to the guy and was winning the fight made them realize how wrong it was to ever put up with Jackal’s attitude to begin with.  Apologies were made to both Lucy and Natsu over the homecoming game incident.  

“We hope you’ll stay on the team,” Kyoka places a hand on Lucy’s shoulder.  “You’re a damn good cheerleader, and we wouldn’t want to lose you.”

Lucy flinches back unsure, but Natsu puts his arm around her waist and coaxes her forward with a relaxed look of approval.  “I don’t know…” she murmurs, “if Jackal is still on the football team it might make me uncomfortable.”

“I doubt they’ll let him stay, might even expel him for fighting,” Tempeter, one of the cooler-headed football jocks chimes up.  

“I think you should stay on the team,” Natsu adds with a sweet smile, “you love cheering, so I’d hate to see you not do it.”

“You really think so?” Lucy questions.

“Yeah,” Natsu’s grin widens, “besides, I’ll always be at the games to keep an eye out.”

That brings a smile back to Lucy’s face.  She turns to Kyoka, the head cheerleader.  “Okay, I’ll stay on.”

“Great.  See you at practice,” the woman smiles and walks away.

After a few more minutes the crowd begins to disburse, leaving just the group of friends alone again.  They return to their table.  What a night this had been, and there was still another hour to go till it was officially over.  The whole ordeal had been exhausting, mentally and physically.

“How is your chin feeling,” Lucy questions Natsu.  The area was red but at least it didn’t look too swollen.  

Natsu touches his chin in a couple of places.  “Tender, but I’ll just throw some ice on it when I get home.”

“I’m sorry you got caught up in all that Natsu,” shame evident in her soft tone.

He cradles Lucy’s cheek, softening his expression.  “No apologies Luce, none of this was your fault.  Jackal is a bastard that threw a tantrum when he didn’t get his way.”

“But you got hurt because of it…”

“And I’d do it all again to protect you.”

Lucy smiles and leans into his hand, turning her head to place a kiss into his palm, and places her own hand over his.  “I’m really glad chemistry class lead to another type of chemical reaction.”  

Natsu chuckles at her pun.  “I couldn’t agree more…”

#nalu #Natsu x lucy #nalu fanfic #nalu fanfiction #nalu au #Natsu dragneel #Lucy heartfilia #sequel #chemistry hell #beauty and the geek #petri808

[kendelias]

The entire alphabet for Oliver?

you spoil him (but also you’re right to i love him)

A) Their full name.

okay so TECHNICALLY his full name is just “olinsivver.” no surname; it’s an elven tradition and part of his heritage. but due to some forged legal documents by the elven council TM, his full name is oliver clark! no middle name, which he is extremely salty about. oliver takes great joy in innately normal and human things and a middle name is one he’s always wanted! (i might let him pick one out later in life but idk)

B) Age.

he’s the same age as the gang, so 16-19 throughout the course of the show.

C) Height.

5′11″

D) Pronouns. 

he/his

E) Species (if not human).

elf

F) Favourite beverage and/or meal.

i cannot believe i already had this answer ready but he likes peppermint mochas!

G) Hobbies and favourite pastimes.

oh he really, really likes research and cryptozoology! he’s a diehard buzzfeed unsolved fan. but he also likes taking pictures/curating his instagram feed, listening to music, and taking walks/exploring the outdoors (not hiking though, he’d rather die, there’s a distinct difference).

H) Something they’re exceptionally good at.

he’s got a great memory and he’s very intelligent

I) 2 things they really enjoy.

hanging out with his pack and reading weird wikipedia articles at 3 am

J) 2 things they’re not really fond of.

doing homework and sitting by himself at home

K) 1 of their pet peeves.

hypocrisy or disloyalty, kind of a blurred line between the two there

L) Their favourite kind of weather.

i think he likes the sun, but a cool sunny day. like early spring!!

M) A few interesting facts about them.

ooh hm... he doesn’t know who his dad is, he used to climb trees a lot as a kid, he loves one direction/harry styles specifically, he loves museums, he always wears his hat to cover his ears, and besides lydia his best friends are murphy and imogen (@oc-daydreams)!

N) Favourite movie or music genre.

pop music for sure, but as for movies... honestly any “bad” movie. he and isaac have watched shrek 2 like 30 million times.

O) What’s their dream profession? 

honestly, trophy husband. but what he actually ends up doing right now is up in the air; i think maybe something to have to do with travel bc he and isaac end up going back and forth between beacon hills and paris a lot

P) Is there something or someone they cannot stand? Why?  

i mean... right now he’s pretty pissed at allison (for already explained reasons) but it’s not like he can’t stand her. they have a very complex relationship. he cannot stand peter hale or kate argent. (peter hale, especially, can eat shit)

Q) Did they do something extremely dangerous at some point in their life?

all the time. constantly. he’s never not doing something dangerous that dum-dum. especially bc he only has defensive as opposed to offensive powers.

R) Is there something they wish they could do/achieve but can’t? 

again, being a trophy husband nflklkwnrklfn BUT also having siblings/a sense of family,,,,, yeah.

S)  Is there something in their life they regret? 

he sometimes wonders what would have happened if he had stayed and taken on the mantle of elven royalty. but he doesn’t necessarily regret that. he might regret not spending more time with lydia in season two though.

T)  Do they have any siblings? Family? Loved ones?   

no siblings, which he desperately craved/craves. his only family is his mom, elaina, who is... not his favorite person, to say the least. as for loved ones, his pack!

U)  Are they a morning or night person?

night person!!

V) Do they have a pet? What kind? If not, what kind of pet would they want?

okay so not in canon technically but when he and isaac move to france they pick up a stray who they name mothman

W) How would they describe themselves in 5 or less words? 

‘smart ass, great ass, iconic.’

X) Do they have a goal in life? What is it? 

his goal is to enjoy life. literally that’s it. his goal is to have fun! and he’s having it!

Y) Is there anything in their life that’s stopping them from succeeding?

you mean besides the death and destruction and responsibility weighing down on him,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

Z) Do they have an item that means a lot to them?

besides his hat that he literally never goes anywhere without? isaac won him a stuffed animal at a fair! he loves that stupid thing. he’s not really sure what animal it is but it’s his favorite. he’s also partial to his notes/bestiary.

send me alphabet asks!

#oliver clark #teen wolf #general #ask #asks #maddie #randomestfandoms #what kind of woman doesnt have an ask

[insfiringyou]

BTS - Pillow Talk (Suga x Jeong-sun)

Set a few days after their coffee date was interrupted. Yoongi realises it is Jeong-sun’s birthday and visits her apartment to give her a card. 

This is part of our ongoing story line in our headcanon universe & mentions several key events from Yoongi and Jeong-sun’s past relationship together which you may wish to read first. Most importantly, the events of ‘Making a sex/intimate tape with gf’, ‘Boat Party’ and ‘Suga and Jeong-sun break up’.

To read each member & their girlfriend’s headcanon universe fics in order, follow the links here: RM   /   Jin  /   Suga  /   J-Hope   /   Jimin   /   V   /   Jungkook & Our full masterlist can be found here

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Jeong-sun scooped up the paper party plates which cluttered the kitchen island, their surfaces sticky with the remnants of chocolate cake, iced cookies and sandwich fillings. They joined the cocktail sticks from miniature sausages in the bottom of a black garbage-liner. The kitchen, which opened onto her living room, was too small to accommodate more than two people at a time, but she had tried her best; the evidence of her efforts laid bare for her now to see. She mopped up a small puddle of spilled soda before taking a large gulp from a red party cup, finishing off the few mouthfuls of Cherryade Yu-jin had left behind, before turning to another cup half-filled with Prosecco.

She was interrupted by the low drones of the electronic doorbell which badly needed its battery replacing. The chiming sound, slower than usual, was both incredibly creepy and disturbing and she wondered who was calling so late in the evening, if her dad or Yu-jin might have left something behind. She descended the stairs  to unlock the front door and, as always when answering at night, she left the safety chain on and peered out through the gap.

“What are you doing here?” Her voice was curious and a little surprised as she quickly closed the door and unlatched the metal clasp, opening it fully, her heart racing a little.

“I didn’t know if you were busy.” Yoongi explained, hovering on the doorstep a little awkwardly. He was dressed casually in a black zip-up jacket and a pair of dark jeans paired with a navy beanie, but Jeong-sun couldn’t stop her eyes from roaming over him. Knowing she wasn’t going anywhere that day, she had opted to wear an old pair of faded skinny jeans and a dark David Bowie T-shirt.

“I wanted to give you this.” He held out a cream coloured envelope which she took a little warily.

“What’s this?” She asked, turning it over in her hands. Her name was written on the front in Yoongi’s spindly, neat handwriting.

“It’s your birthday.” He shrugged. His voice was gentle but it made her frown nonetheless as she wondered how he had remembered; she didn’t think she had mentioned it to him the last time she saw him.

“Thanks.” She said, a little guiltily, suddenly wondering whether she should have invited him around after all. The thought had very briefly occurred to her as she made the phone call to Yu-Jin, but she knew her dad and brother would also be there and didn’t want him to feel awkward. Furthermore, she hadn’t really planned the get together herself; her dad had told her two days before that he was travelling to Seoul for the weekend and she invited Yu-Jin at the last minute.

“Do you want to come in?” She asked hopefully, standing aside to allow him into the hallway. They walked up the stairs in silence until they reached her apartment. “Sorry for the mess.” She apologised, closing the wooden door behind them.

“Did you have a party?” Yoongi asked, eyes roaming over the red plastic cups and balloons which had been sellotaped haphazardly to the walls. The number ‘30′ adorned several in bold, gaudy colours.  

“Not really...” She shrugged, moving to join him by the messy counter and putting down her jumble of keys and the envelope on the table. “Just my dad and brother. Yu-Jin came by for a bit.”

“She’s back in Seoul?” Yoongi turned to look at her with casual interest.

She nodded. “She’s got an interview tomorrow for a lecturer post.”

“Which university?”

“Seoul National.” Jeong-sun stepped past him to pick up the black bag she had discarded.

“Where’s your dad staying?” Yoongi asked, his eyes following her as she picked up a few empty red cups and stacked them before throwing them away.

“With my brother. He said the sofa was too small to sleep on.” She murmured.

Yoongi automatically looked over the kitchen island towards the sofa which, as usual, was covered in a pile of clothes waiting be ironed. He smirked. “He has a point.” Turning back, “Do you want some help?”

She shook her head, picking up the cup of Prosecco and taking a sip. “It’s nearly done.”

He ignored her refusal and beat her to a couple of stray party streamers which had been set off earlier in the evening, dropping them into the black bag which had been placed over the edge of a chair before turning his attention to the handful of balloons. She watched him with interest as he collected them, standing on his tiptoes to reach the higher ones her brother had put up, and bringing them to the table by the ribbons which had been tied around the end of each one. He glanced at one with a smile, turning it over so the number showed.

“How does it feel being thirty?” He teased, sliding the beanie from his hair and placing it on the table. Jeong-sun put down her Prosecco and reached for her keys, bursting the balloon with a quick, stabbing motion. Yoongi’s grin widened and she finished the alcohol in the plastic cup in one, long gulp, her mouth contorting at the taste.

His gums flashed in a smile which made her heart skip. “Does it taste good?”

“It did the job.” She replied drily, turning around to pick up the bottle which still had a few mouthfuls left. She grabbed a fresh red cup from a stack by the cooker and poured Yoongi the remainder. He took a hesitant sip and grimaced a little at the flat taste. The bottle had clearly been opened some time before. Jeong-sun didn’t notice as she finished clearing the rubbish and filling the bin-liner.

“There’s some cake in the fridge if you want a slice.” She offered.

Yoongi smiled, putting the half-full cup down. He was finding her floundering attempts to accommodate him strangely charming; her talents as a hostess no better now than when they first met.

“I’m okay.” He murmured good-naturedly as she turned back to him.

“How did you know it was my birthday?” She asked, meeting his gaze.

“I didn’t. I must have set a reminder on my phone.”

“Three years ago?”

He shrugged. “I kept forgetting to delete it.”

There was a pause between them as she let this sink in and found herself unable to keep her eyes on him, instead dropping them to the counter. They fixed on the cup of Prosecco which she took from the table and poured down the drain. “Do you want a hot drink?” She asked.

“Anything...” He murmured gratefully as she began to fill the electric kettle with water from the tap. He grabbed a wooden chair and sat himself at the make-shift table, watching as she grabbed a royal-purple container from the cupboard above her head and scooped three spoonfuls of brown powder into the two patterned mugs in front of her.

“I’m sorry I had to leave the other day.” She said without turning, pouring the boiling water and mixing the powder with a teaspoon.

“It’s fine.” He murmured, watching her.

“Hae-won would have been up all night if she didn’t have her painkillers.” She rambled with a small sigh as she picked up the mugs. “I’m going to have to ween her off them before she gets addicted.” She placed one beside Yoongi and the other on the opposite side of the island, hovering a little awkwardly beside him. “You can smoke if you want.” She finished, nodding towards the visible rectangular outline in his jacket pocket.

He paused before nodding and slipping the pack from his pocket. “Thanks.” He murmured.

She turned away and grabbed a little ceramic teabag holder from beside the kettle, placing it on the table to use as an ashtray. He flipped open the cardboard lid and hesitated before offering her the pack, stretching out his arm as she took one with a quiet thanks. She held it a little clumsily between her fingers. While he knew she wasn’t a smoker, he sensed she was looking for something to do which would calm her down. She had been surprisingly jittery and restless since he had stepped foot through the door and, if he was honest, her feelings and nerves were perfectly mirrored in himself; he had always just been better at hiding it.

He pulled his disposable Clipper from his pocket and lit the end for her, subconsciously waiting to see if she would cough and change her mind before turning to his own. They smoked for a few seconds in silence, the silver plumage filling the small room quickly. He found himself wondering whether she had smoke alarms fitted before remembering they had been disabled. His memory of her telling him this was hazy and he couldn’t quite remember the circumstances surrounding it but, either way, they weren’t going off now.

Jeong-sun watched the end of her cigarette blankly as the white paper turned to ash between her fingers as Yoongi eyed her silently, inhaling deeply and waiting for her to finally reveal what was troubling her.

“I didn’t think it would feel like this.” She eventually muttered, tapping the cigarette against the ceramic dish gently to flick the excess ash away.

“What?”

Her gaze was fixed on the stick between her fore and middle finger, as though in a daze. “Turning thirty.”

“What did you think it would feel like?” He asked gently.

“Like I’d accomplished something.” She took a quick drag, pressing the filter to her lips and exhaling hurriedly. “I just thought I’d have things figured out.”

He looked at her across the table. “It’s okay if you don’t.” He said soberly.

She ignored his comment and pressed on blankly. “I was in the pharmacy the other day and just thought about walking out.”

“What stopped you?”

She hesitated, frowning before answering. “I don’t know how to do anything else.”

Yoongi shook his head. “I’m sure that’s not true.”

She sighed heavily. “It’s just frustrating.” There was a pause before she finally looked him straight in the eye. “Do you ever feel that way sometimes?”

He nodded. “Sometimes.” He murmured quietly, finishing his cigarette. There were countless times over the past decade when he had felt as though he were stuck in a loop; doing just enough to keep himself satisfied with his career but unable to reach his potential. While most people were unable to grasp how someone so successful could also be so unhappy at times, Jeong-sun had been one of the few people he had allowed to see that side of his life. He continued. “Have you spoken to anyone about it?”

“Like a shrink?” She asked, wide eyes.

He smiled a little. “Like your dad.”

She nodded, taking a final drag of her cigarette before stubbing it out on the make-shift ashtray. “He says I can do anything I put my mind to.” She murmured, unconvinced as she blew out her last trail of smoke in messy, discordant bursts.

Yoongi was silent for a moment, believing her dad to be right but knowing she wouldn’t see it that way. “You’ve got people that care about you.” He said gently.

“I know.” She sighed, suddenly sounding more self-aware and like her old-self. “I’m sorry, I’m just being mopey.”

He shook his head. “I felt the same.”

She looked at him, internally calculating when his thirtieth had been and realising that he would have still been in service. “Did you have anyone to talk to?”

He half-shrugged before falling silent for a moment, his eyes fixed on his interlocked hands resting on the table in front of him. “I thought about calling you.”

“While you were away?” She asked gently, unable to hide the trace of shock in her voice.

He nodded steadily. “I didn’t have your number.”

Remembering why, she smirked without much humour. “Idiot.” She joked.

“I wouldn’t have known what to say anyway.” He admitted quietly.

“Why?”

“I thought you’d moved on.”

She hesitated before asking. “Had you?”

Raising his head, he collectedly met her gaze. “No.”

Her heart pounded in reply, voice trembling slightly. “Wasn’t there anyone else?”

He thought for a moment, wondering what she was asking. “Did I have sex?” He clarified.

“Yeah.”

He nodded. “Twice.”

There was a pause. “How was it?” She sounded inquisitive; genuinely curious and he realised that while he had known about her dating the accountant, this was all new information to her.

“Fine.” He confessed, not knowing whether it had been best to be honest until she reacted, nodding once.

“Good.” Her expression was soft and genuine, without much more than the smallest trace of jealousy. He realised that she was relieved to hear this. That while he may have not moved on emotionally, he was at least not masochistic enough to remain celibate for all that time.

There was a pause before he returned the question. “What about you?”

Her mouth curled at one corner as she gestured with her fore and middle finger, signalling two in a V shape.

“How was it?” Yoongi asked, mirroring her earlier question and making her laugh.

“Not that great.” She confessed with a grin, shaking her head. He couldn’t help but smile back.

“I’m sorry.” He said.

“It’s fine.” She calmed down her chuckles and gestured to his mug. “How’s the hot chocolate?” She asked.

“Hot.” He quipped, feeling slight relief at the change in topic. He took a sip and set the mug back down while she echoed his movement, drinking some of hers and letting out a little approving murmur at the taste. She had recently taken to drinking cocoa before bedtime, figuring it would help her sleep a lot better than her usual cup of milky coffee.

“I got it from the corner shop, it’s a British brand.” She explained casually, taking another few sips.

“I thought it tasted sweeter.”

That reminded her. “How was London?”

“They drive on the wrong side of the road.” He said drolly, taking another drink as she smiled in reply.

“I’ve always wanted to go.” She said wistfully.

“Maybe you could book some time off.” He suggested.

“Maybe.” She sounded doubtful as she finished her hot chocolate and placed the mug back down on the counter which served as a table.

“Are you working tomorrow?” He asked curiously.

“No, they gave me the weekend off.” She looked at him. “Are you tired?”

“No, are you?” He met her gaze, observing that, like the last time they had met, she was looking overworked.

She shrugged. “A little bit.” Standing up, she walked around the edge of the counter and collected his finished mug along with her own, placing them carefully in the plastic bowl which sat in the sink.

“Do you want me to go?” His eyes followed her as she ran a little hot water into the bowl to soak the cups. While he was enjoying her company and wanted nothing more than to spend more time with her, he didn’t like the thought of keeping her awake when she looked so tired. He had deliberately waited until the evening to visit her after realising it was her birthday, the first reason being that he needed to go out and get her a card and the second that he didn’t want to interrupt her if she had any special plans. Now, however, he felt guilty for keeping her up so late after what had clearly been a busy day.

“I like having you here.” She admitted, her reply taking him by surprise and making his stomach flutter a little. He cleared his throat which steadied his heart-rate a little and allowed him to breathe a little better. The kitchen and living room still had a hazy quality to it caused by the smoke from the cigarettes they had smoked earlier.

“How’s your boiler?” He asked with interest.

“It’s rattling a bit.” She admitted with a remorseful blush.

“Do you want me to take a look?”

“You don’t have to...I’m just happy it’s working.” She said, already feeling he had done enough for her where her run-down boiler was concerned.

“I don’t mind.” He stood up before she had time to protest and started walking around the counter, heading for the door at the end of the living room which led to her bathroom and bedroom. “The screw’s probably just loose.” He explained as he waited for her to catch him up and grant him access to the room at the end of the narrow corridor. She had attempted to tidy it in anticipation of her dad and brother’s visit earlier in the day and Yoongi thought it was possibly the most un-chaotic he had ever seen it. Her bed was neatly made with dark blue bed-sheets and her bedside table, usually covered with a jumble of assorted tokens and trinkets, was bare save for her cell phone which laid in the centre.

He made a beeline for the white boiler unit which sat in the corner of the room.  Despite his comment one night during their time together that it was not really safe to have it in the bedroom and that she should complain to her landlord, she had dismissed his concern, saying there wasn’t enough room to have it elsewhere in the apartment and that he was fussing over nothing; that she had been fine so far. He glanced at the carbon monoxide alarm he had placed on the carpet below the pipes as he unclasped the front of the unit, and considered that he should have bought her one years ago to keep her safe.

Jeong-sun watched with a smirk, sitting on the edge of her double bed as he reached into the pocket of his jeans and pulled out his keys, fiddling with the various useful tools he kept on his key-ring before he found the miniature screwdriver. Pushing it into the side of the unit carefully, he tightened the screws around the air pressure switch before replacing the covering and turning to face Jeong-sun.

She looked up at him from her place on the sheets, her body still as he edged closer and sat beside her when he realised she wasn’t going to get up. A moment of silence passed between them before she leaned forward and slipped off her socks, discarding them one at a time on the carpeted floor.

“I’m sorry, my feet stink.” She joked, breaking some of the nervousness before shuffling backwards onto the bed and slipping quietly under the quilt. His eyes never left her as she nestled against the pillow, leaning on one side in her usual sleeping position.

“Can you stay?” She asked gently. Yoongi couldn’t quite gather the tone of her voice and wondered whether she was asking or requesting but his heart sped up nonetheless at the sound of her voice and the implication of her words.

“If you want me to.” He looked back at her, over his shoulder, from his seated position on the covers. In the moment of silence which followed, Yoongi wondered whether she was going to change her mind before she spoke.

“Turn out the light.”

He complied with her request and flicked the switch on the wall by the door before slipping his low-topped Converse from his bare feet and leaving them by the edge of the bed. From her position against her pillow, Jeong-sun heard the sound of a zipper being unfastened as Yoongi removed his outer jacket and placed it on the spare chair in the corner of the room before moving onto the bed. She felt his weight beside her and could just about make out his shape from over her shoulder as he laid beside her on the duvet. The curtains she had recently bought did a good job of blocking out the obnoxious glare of the street lamps outside her window and cast the bedroom into darkness.

Her pulse coursed through her whole body; trembling in the tips of her fingers and soles of her feet as they laid there in silence. Over the past few years, many of the restaurants and takeaway houses near her apartment had closed and been boarded up, meaning the area was now much quieter than it had been in the days when she had been with Yoongi. Along with the sound of her heart racing in her ears, only the low churning of water in the pipes from her boiler and the steady, comforting sound of his breathing behind her cut the still silence and she wondered whether he could hear her; whether he was just as nervous. She knew that when she finally spoke, her voice would tremble but, in that moment, she needed him to know.

“I never told you I’m sorry.” She said, her voice louder than anticipated in the otherwise quiet space and making her recoil a little.

“You don’t need to.” He murmured quietly, his voice appropriately personal.  

She shuffled, lowering her voice. “It wasn’t easy.”

“I know it wasn’t. I don’t blame you.” He admitted, pausing. “I didn’t think I would see you again.”

The reality of how likely this outcome had been suddenly hit her, making her ache. “You neither.” She agreed. “I saw the news reports when you first went in, but I didn’t feel like I could just call you.”

He thought about this for a moment, considering his own brief urge to tell her about his enlistment when he saw her in the supermarket two years before. “It would have just made things harder.” He realised with a heavy heart. “If I had felt like I was leaving someone behind...”

Despite wishing she could take back the pain and anguish she had caused him three years ago, she knew he was right.

“I’m glad you came over.“ She said honestly. “I didn’t expect you to.”

She felt Yoongi move in closer, his breath close against her neck. “I wanted to. After the park...” He purred, remembering the way she had momentarily taken his hand in hers, and the way it made him feel. Reaching out now over her covered waist, he brushed his palm over the back of her hand, holding it in place against her stomach. In response, she curled her fingers against him, slipping them through his.

“It felt nice...” She whispered breathily, knowing he would be able to feel her pulse in her fingertips. “And this feels nice.” She confessed, gently squeezing his hand.

“Mm.” He murmured in agreement, his body naturally moving closer against her back, fitting against her curves  and spooning her gently as she clutched his hand to hers, tightly nestled against her covered stomach.

“I still have your jacket.” She said after a moment.

“The leather one?”

She smiled to herself. “I don’t remember you giving it to me.”

“Me neither.” He admitted.

“Do you want it back?” She asked.

His breath brushed the back of her neck as he cuddled her, making the tiny, fine hairs there stand on end. “It always suited you better...”

She felt him shift behind her, finally un-tucking the bed-cover from his side of the mattress and sliding beneath it to join her. She internally sighed at the loss of contact as he let go of her hand to adjust the covers, before he returned to her. He snuggled close against her back and caressed the backs of her knuckles with his thumb, wrapping his arm against her stomach.

“Are you cold?” She asked, feeling the chill of his body against her back through both their t-shirts.

“Do I feel cold?” He asked with a murmur.

She smirked. “A bit.” Brushing her hand affectionately along his forearm, she appreciated the soft, fine hairs which grew there, along with the outlines of his tendons and veins, with her fingertips. She had forgotten how easily his body seemed to lose heat and how he would often shiver through the night if she didn’t wrap him up in her arms and share her warmth with him. “I’ve got a hot water bottle if you want it.” She offered.

“I’m alright.” He mumbled against her ear, his lips brushing her lobe delicately as he spoke. “You’re warm...”

She couldn’t remember the last time she had been held like this; with someone’s body wrapped so lovingly around hers in a way which felt both agonisingly familiar and excitingly novel.

“Did you think about me while you were away?” She whispered as she cradled his arm against her torso, stroking the soft skin there gently.

“Mainly memories.” He murmured in a low voice.  

“Like what?”

He paused for a moment, thinking. “You making me birthday cake.”

She grinned in the darkness though he couldn’t see her. She hadn’t thought of that day, four years ago, in years and his answer took her by surprise. “The one I burned?” She asked, misremembering the finer details of which version of the cake she finally presented to Yoongi.

“It tasted great anyway.” He shrugged, his voice dreamy in thought. “I remember you had flour in your hair. I saw the pictures on your phone later.”

Jeong-sun smirked. The detail of the many photographs, documenting the evolution of the cake she did remember, along with another titbit...

“Did you watch the video?” She asked.

Yoongi let out a breathy laugh, remembering. “The first five minutes.”

“Why just five?” She quipped, eyebrow raised to herself. “It got good after that.”

He brushed his thumb over her back of her hand warmly. “I didn’t need to watch it, I remembered just fine.”

His confession made her feel breathless and tingly all over. It felt strange to hear him talk about something so private they had shared so long ago. “What do you remember?” She asked, her voice nothing more than a whisper ringing in the dark.

He laughed softly against her ear, his breath warm and lulling and giving her goosebumps along her arms. “Do you want me to draw a diagram?” He quipped, making her grin.

“It’s dark...” She laughed.

He waited for her to calm down, for her body to stop quivering with exhalations before he spoke. “You looked really beautiful.” He recalled candidly.

Jeong-sun’s breath hitched. The eerie silence of the night and the cosiness of his body against hers under the covers was unlike anything she had ever experienced before. “I realised I loved you just before...when you were on tour.” She confessed. While, half an hour before, she would have felt awkward and bashful giving Yoongi this information, it suddenly didn’t seem strange to speak so earnestly. The memory of that day came flooding back and she remembered sitting on the floor in her bedroom with tears in her eyes as she realised; unable to tell him and not knowing what to do with this brand new emotion.

“For me it was just before that.” Yoongi revealed. Like Jeong-sun, the memory suddenly seemed clear. “The thought of two months without you was...” He drifted off, unable to find the right words to finish. Jeong-sun nodded against him, letting him know she understood.

“I wish we’d have had more time to spend together.” She finished for him, whispering sorrowfully as her fingers once more found his and slipped through them.

He nuzzled against her, shifting his body slightly to rest his chin against her shoulder. “We have it now.” He purred against her lobe.

She felt a wave of alleviation wash through her as she realised he was right and closed her eyes; the low rumble of his voice sent a pleasant tremor through her body. “I always felt like I was being pulled away from you.” She said, finally able to vocalise her frustration after so long.

“It bothered me to.” He agreed, instinctively pulling her closer by the waist. “I couldn’t get enough of you.”

The slight shift in his body alerted her to the fact he was a little hard beneath his jeans; the soft swell of him comforting against her backside. “Like on the yacht...” She breathed.

“In the closet.” He finished, agreeing.

She licked her dry lips. Her throat suddenly felt hoarse. “I wouldn’t have cared even if we did get caught.” She realised as she said it that she meant it; that it was a sentiment untainted by nostalgia and, while she hadn’t realised it at the time, being caught would have been a relief and would have solved some, if not all of their problems. She let go of his hand and rolled around slowly to face him; his outline clear now that her eyes were well adjusted to the darkness. Reaching out, she touched his waist gently, her breath warm against his face as she spoke in barely more than a whisper. “I just needed to have you inside of me.”

His breath was strained but his movements controlled as he ran one palm up her side slowly, thumb briefly brushing the edge of her breast before curling into the back of her hair, holding her close to him. “You felt so good. I wouldn’t have cared either...” He pressed his forehead against hers, the tops of their noses touching. “When you came around me...”

She moved her palm slowly away from his waist, feeling the ragged, breathy exhalation of his breath against her cheek as she felt between their bodies, across his thigh and, briefer than brief, over his strained outline before finding his spare hand. She held it in hers as they cuddled in silence, the sound of their breathing lulling and comforting in the otherwise quiet and dark space. Eventually, just as he was about to drift, he felt her fingers squeeze his reassuringly.

“I missed you.” She whispered and he sighed heavily, pulling away to rest his chin gently on top of her head and nestling her face into his neck. She breathed in the sweet, comforting scent of his skin, her cheek against his collarbone as they fell asleep.

***

They had naturally moved apart at some point in the night and it was Yoongi who grabbed her phone first when the opening synthesised beat of Blue Monday began to play, waking them both up with a jolt. He reached over to the bedside table to palm to device and handed it to her.

“Thanks.” She murmured sleepily, swiping the screen and turning off the alarm. She discarded the cell on the sheets as her body slowly woke up.

“You moved your table.” Yoongi murmured casually.

“The streetlights were waking me up so I switched sides.” She explained with a yawn. “How did you sleep?”

“Good.” He looked over at her briefly, feeling his breath hitch despite her dishevelled morning appearance, before rolling on his back to face the ceiling. They lay in silence for a few minutes as they remembered the events of the previous night; how perfect everything had seemed as they whispered sweet-nothings, clinging to each other in the dark. The room in the stark morning light felt worlds away from that dreamy atmosphere  and they both felt a little awkward and bashful.

Eventually, Jeong-sun sat up and perched on the edge of the bed, bare toes skimming the carpet as he watched her in silence.

“I should put on some coffee...” She murmured, standing up and stretching before plodding out of the room. She paced around the island in the kitchen, pushing her tangled hair away from her forehead with both hands as she breathed deeply, trying to calm the fluttery sensation in her chest and stomach. Reaching out, she filled the coffee machine with fresh grounds and, feeling restless while waiting for it to brew, moved over to the fridge and pulled out the crumby remainder of her chocolate cake. There was a sealed packet of napkins by the microwave and she slipped one out of the covering and wrapped up a large slice for Yoongi.

In the bedroom, Yoongi pulled aside the quilt and sat on the mattress, brushing his dark hair from his eyes and trying to smooth it a little with the ball of his palms. He hadn’t bothered to cut it in the past few weeks and it had grown back to the length it had been before he enlisted. He could hear the splashing sound of the running tap from the kitchen and couldn’t help but allow his mind to wander over the events from the small hours of the morning, his stomach filling with butterflies as he remembered the way she held his waist as she turned to face him, her hand finding his hand in the dark. He recalled the familiar way her body smelt; of oats and coffee and roses and sighed as he got to his feet. He slipped on the jacket he had removed the night before and put on his Converse before heading down the hallway to the kitchen.

“Do you want toast?” Jeong-sun asked as she finished adding sugar to her own coffee. He saw she had already slipped two rounds of bread into the polka-dot toaster which sat on the side and nodded. She smiled, turning away from him at the sound of the machine popping and placing the pieces of brown bread onto two small plates.

“You like marmalade don’t you?” She murmured gingerly. “My dad saw it in my cupboard once and keeps bringing me the vile stuff.” Turning around, she held up the orange-coloured jar and smirked. He nodded and watched as she spread it thickly onto two slices. He had never liked it that much but didn’t have the heart to tell her. Instead, he ate in silence, without fuss, washing down the  taste by taking a large gulp of coffee from the mug she placed in front of him. She ate her toast plain, nibbling at it without much vigour.

“I hope you didn’t have to be anywhere last night.” She said. “I just...I didn’t want to be alone.”

Yoongi met her gaze and shook his head. “You shouldn’t have to be alone on your birthday.” He said quietly, reassuringly. She felt sad as she realised that he was thinking of his own thirtieth and how he had been away from those he loved. “I don’t have anywhere to be until eleven.” He confirmed.

“Photoshoot?”

"A surveyors coming to assess the roof.”

“Oh.” She muttered. His reply took her by surprise as she remembered the level of commitments he had had during their time together; how his schedule never seemed to end. She checked the little, rectangular pearl face of her watch. “That’s in forty-five minutes.”

He shrugged, finishing his last bite of toast. “I walk fast.”

“Here...” She reached for the folded napkin on the counter. “Take some cake home with you.”

He took it from her and unfolded one corner, peering at the brown lump.

“Thanks.” He grinned a shyly, it didn’t look that appetising and had started to lose its shape in the napkin, but he found the gesture thoughtful. He remembered how skittish she had been the previous evening while trying to make him feel welcome and how that awkwardness hadn’t quite dissipated. Refolding the package, he slipped it into his jacket pocket along with his cell and keys and, taking a final gulp of coffee, moved towards the door.

“Do you know how to work the lock downstairs? You just push it.” She fretted, hovering behind him.

“I remember.” He murmured as she unhooked the safety latch and opened the door. He stepped onto the other side and paused. “I’ll text you...”

“Okay.” She looked at him, her eyes roaming over his features as they stood a little fumblingly on either side of the doorway, unsure on what else to say. He fidgeted with the edge of his jacket, adjusting the collar.

“Happy birthday.” He added, his voice soft.

Her eyes were wide, jaw a little tense as she looked at him. If he looked close enough, he would have seen her jugular vein twitching as her heart worked overtime. He turned to leave.

“Don’t I get a birthday kiss?” She blurted, feeling her entire body cringe with embarrassment as he turned back to face her. She hadn’t been aware she was going to speak until the words left her mouth and her face features soured at the realisation. A small, gummy smile tugged at Yoongi’s lips as he looked at her, realising she was chastising herself for her outburst.

He glanced at his shoes timidly before stepping closer, bridging the gap between them. She let out a small murmur of approval as his lips met hers softly, his hand moving to lightly touch the back of her head as they kissed. They both felt weak as they moved slowly against one another, their lips caressing each other as they found a comfortable, leisurely rhythm. The kiss, while intense, was brief and all too soon he moved away, having to leave. She felt her knees tremble beneath her.

“Okay?” He asked softly, pulling his hand from her dark hair as he stepped back.

“Okay.” She confirmed with a nervous laugh, nodding her head as she looked up at him with large, expressive eyes.

He smiled in reply, adjusting the zip on his jacket as he waved delicately. “Bye.” He murmured, reluctantly moving away to make his way down the stairs.

“Bye..” She replied weakly, watching from behind as he reached the top step at the end of the narrow hall.

Slowly, she closed the door behind her and refastened the safety latch, listening to the sound of the front door downstairs opening and closing before retreating into the kitchen. She hovered by the island, unsure what to do with herself and unable to process what had just happened. She clutched the hair on her scalp in her palms, tugging the hair away from her skull a little roughly as she tried to calm her breathing. Unable to keep still, she walked over to the counter and flicked the electric kettle on out of habit, pressing her fingers into the cold mock-marble of the tops to ground herself as she waited for it to boil.

She found a single chamomile teabag at the bottom of her enamel caddy and placed it into a clean mug, pouring the hot water over it before sitting at the table, clutching the vessel between her palms as the sweet memories of last night came flooding back, merging with the soft, tingly feel of his lips against hers as they kissed in the hallway. Although it had happened only ten minutes before, the memory was already starting to feel unreal, as though it had happened to someone else and not her. There had been a time, not so long before, when she had been confident she would never feel his touch again.

Looking down at the table, she noticed the cream coloured envelope she had discarded and reaching out, she took it between her fingers and read her name in his delicate, gentle script. Her drink lay forgotten as she trailed into the bedroom and flopped down heavily onto the bed, feeling exhausted as well as elated. She teased open the corners, sliding the card from its confines and glancing at the cover for a moment. It was the type of card you could pick up at any convenience store or gas station, the words HAPPY BIRTHDAY were written on a pink balloon held by a teddy bear, but the feel of it in her hand and the thought of him going out to buy it for her made her stomach flutter. Carefully, she opened it to read the message inside. HAPPY BIRTHDAY was once again typed in the centre and, below that, he had simply written Yoongi. She starred at the page for some time, fingers gently tracing the thin, black lines of his name, as though they were fragile and might break.

She remembered, with heated cheeks, how he had recalled the previous night the detail about his birthday cake she made him four years before, and how he had described the way she looked as they made love on the sofa. Hearing him call her beautiful, after so long, had made entire body ache fiercely; she couldn’t recall when she had last felt this way, if ever. After Yoongi, there had been two others; the accountant she had dated for several months and one man she had met in a club on one of her last outings with Angel. The experience had been a calamity and she had sneaked out of his apartment when he disappeared to use the bathroom, halfway through sex. She realised as she leaned over to prop the card on her bedside table, that she had never made love with anyone but Yoongi and, listening to him detail how she made him feel; remembering the details so vividly after so many years, had brought her own memories back in full flood.

She reached for her forgotten cell phone and found herself pulling up his name in her contacts, wondering whether it was too soon to call him and whether he would be home yet. She read through their last messages, remembering how she had texted him after finishing their date prematurely.

“It’s okay, the store had the right pills.” Her text read, followed by his reply: “That’s good. I hope she’s okay.”

She opened a new chat window and began typing: “thank you for”, she quickly deleted it and started again “I liked the card, thank you.” Feeling foolish, she tapped the back key before she had time to send and sighed. Her heart was still racing in her rib-cage, she could hear its thud echoing throughout the otherwise silent room and she regretted drinking her morning cup of coffee. At this rate, her blood pressure wouldn’t slow before midday.

Remaining on his name, she clicked on the camera icon and starred at her reflection on the screen; her dark hair fanning out around her face against the duvet and her cheeks and chest flushed pink, as though she had recently reached orgasm. Her fingertips felt tingly and her stomach refused to stop churning with fluttery butterflies as she tugged on the hem of her t-shirt, pulling it over the soft curves of her stomach and chest before allowing it to pool beneath her throat. She used her spare hand to slip her breasts over the top of her plain black bra and ran her thumb briefly over the nipples, sighing at the contact as the pink buds hardened to her touch. Adjusting the phone to the side to capture this view and pushing her breasts together with her arms, she clicked on the camera icon. Her face wasn’t visible in the shot, but she knew he would recognise her regardless. She wondered whether she should take it from a more flattering angle, before realising if she didn’t send it now, she would back out altogether. She clicked the send button and watched as the photograph moved into the chat window, below their last message.

She starred blankly at the screen, the giddiness in her chest being replaced by nerves as she realised what she had done with slight disbelief. She waited to see if Yoongi would reply, her eyelids growing heavier by the second as her body sank into the bed covers, but soon fell asleep waiting for a response.

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[hillnerd]

I kinda want you to write a story that would deal with Ron is virgin but Hermione isn't. I just feel like I read a lot of Hermione dealing with Ron sleeping with Lavender (or another girl) but hardly the opposite so I just think it would be interesting. Btw I love your newest story your working on!

Thanks so much! Sorry for the long time coming on this. (Not sure which story you mean, but I think you! I’m assuming Won Won?) 

PG-13- alludes to sexual acts, but doesn’t actually show or describe anything in any detail. 

Ron and Hermione had always been known as a passionate pair of people. He was the hot-headed ginger who would leap into altercations every year. She was the stubborn firebrand who would debate anyone at any given time. When they were together, their verbal spars were well known throughout the school, and now that they were together their passions raged on.

When Hermione had kissed him in the middle of the Hogwarts Battle, it hadn’t been anything chaste or tepid- it had been fiery, ardent, passionate and mindblowing. He’d swept her up in his arms and it had seared through him, having Hermione finally kiss him as he’d always wanted her to.

After the battle and the war, it took a bit for them to get that fire back. Ron found himself haunted by phantom death eaters and visions of his loved ones dying, making him so cautious he seemed like a worried mother hen much of the time. Hermione was uncharacteristically withdrawn, finding it hard to even get out of bed much of the time as nightmares and flashbacks plagued her.

They were able to find their way back to their fire, though, together. Every time they were alone and able to kiss, reverent passion would begin to work its way back into their souls, and soon they found the physical part of their relationship begin to escalate in intensity. Being alone in Australia led to some nights where they very nearly went all the way- but with the stress of everything, they hadn’t quite managed to get there.

Once back in England, Ron moved in the Grimmauld place with Harry. Hermione had been spending much of her time with her parents, trying to rebuild their relationship. He couldn’t blame her, but he also missed her a lot. It made their moments together even more important.

One particularly heated evening at Grimmauld place, when snogging had turned to much more, Hermione rubbed into him in ways that made his whole body rigid with anticipation, and they were very nearly naked. She was so beautiful, and Ron couldn’t believe she was allowing him to see touch and taste so much of her. Things continued to escalate and before he knew it they were at the precipice of having sex.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” said Ron, as he was close to entering her.

“We did all the ‘necessary prep-work,’” she said, giving him a naughty smile that made his mind zoom to just what all they did to make her quite satisfied. The way her body had quivered had almost been his undoing. “Just go easy and it won’t hurt.”

“But first times… They always say it hurts a girl- a woman- the first time she-” Ron cut himself off, somehow unable to say anything more, as he was suddenly embarrassed.

“Well it… It won’t be my first time,” Hermione said, biting her lip and looking away. Ron stilled. What had been so special, tender and beautiful now felt uncertain and brittle. Ron rolled off of her to take in the information.

He turned away from her and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at his knees. He had thought they were both doing this for the first time.

“Ron?”

“Yeah… Yeah… Give me a moment…” He said trying not to sound sharp or feel hurt.

Hermione slid beside him, still looking so beautiful, and put a soothing hand on his arm.

“Please say something.”

“I just… I dunno what to say…”

“It was only one time, and it didn’t mean anything, Ron. It really didn’t.”

Ron let out a sigh and covered his face with his hands a moment. He felt so hollow inside right now, and oddly embarrassed.

“Did you and Lavender not–?”

“No.” He hadn’t really been saving himself for Hermione, as romantic as the notion was to him. Did he have a right to feel hurt? Given the chance, would he have had sex with someone else? If Lavender had offered, would he have been able to resist?

He just hadn’t had sex. He hadn’t expected Hermione to ‘save herself’ for him, exactly, but he’d sure not wanted to think about anyone else getting to touch her and love her like he wanted to. He knew he should be incensed or jealous, or maybe even hurt- but oddly enough he wasn’t. He was just shocked more than anything. And embarrassed that he was a wilting virgin and she was finding out this way.

He heard a sniffle beside him, and turned to see big tears working their way down Hermione’s face. She got up from the bed and started to gather her clothes to her, looking so vulnerable it made his heart clench.

“What are you doing?” he quietly asked, stilling her hand as she reached across him to pull her shirt from his nightstand.

“I j-just assumed you’d, you’d not want me to stay… You can’t even look at me!” she said, rubbing at her eyes and scrambling to put her bra on.

“I can’t stop looking at you, Hermione. Kindof always been an issue for me,” he said with a small lopsided smile.

“But… But I’m. You thought I was–”

“It doesn’t matter,” Ron said cutting her off, and bringing her to stand in front of him. “You love me, right?”

“Of course I do!” she let out.

“Then what does it matter? I love you back, and in the scheme of things… It’s really not that important. I mean, we nearly died about a hundred times in the last year. This is just… not really important. I’m not thrilled or anything, and I feel like a right tosser, but… I can’t change the past, and I don’t want to pull another Lavender situation to even the playing field… I just want you.”

“I want you too! So much,” she said, hands still holding her clothes in front of her. “Are you sure you’re okay with this though? I mean-”

“Just cause it doesn’t matter, doesn’t mean I want to talk about it.”

Hermione nodded, though she looked pained at not being able to talk something to death. Her brows where drawn together and she looked so uncertain.

“How about,” Ron said, standing from the bed. “You and I get dressed and we finish off that tin of biscuits I have downstairs. Who knows. Maybe we’ll end up back in bed after?”

It took some convincing, but she finally acquiesced and let him ply her with some sweets, and sweet talk to boot. She was looking so deflated and unsure of herself it made him feel a sod for even having reacted at all. At one point, he would have been so hurt and vindictive about it. He would have really made it into an issue, but really, there was no point in doing that. It’d do nothing but hurt them both, and he’d well learned his lesson from sixth year and the war. He’d let jealousy drive a wedge between him and Hermione before, and he’d be damned if he’d let it happen again. There was no point in dallying about with hurt feelings and petty jealousies. They’d survived so much, and he wasn’t going to throw all of what they had built away. She was beautiful, smart, kind - and she wanted him of all the blokes in the world. Loved him.

Later that night he was no longer a virgin anymore, and he and Hermione continued to learn each other’s bodies and wants and needs in ways no one else could ever know. They had the rest of their lives to make a million memories, and he wasn’t going to waste a moment of it.

To me, after EVERYTHING they’ve gone through- I honestly think Ron would handle this fairly maturely. He’s done with all that bullsh!t from before, and even during, the war. He’s gained so much heartache and perspective at this point that this is just so small potatoes. (Frankly, I think it should ALWAYS be considered nothing important because the concept of virginity being important and romanticized I find problematic, but that’s a long-ass speech for another day.) And as logical and confident as Hermione is, I think would be insecure about it at first as she’s not confident when it comes to feeling wanted, loved, and admired romantically- and she would definitely be self-judgmental about it. But anyways- there ya go, anon! Not some giant angsty story- but rather just an awkward moment between them that they get over relatively quickly- because life is too short.

#romione #what if #alternate universe #ficlet #hillnerd writes #hillnerd writing #Anonymous

[volleydorkscentral]

ANSWER ALL OF THE QUESTIONS IN THE UNUSUAL ASK GAME, YOU COWARD.

First of all: 

Second, questions under the cut: 

Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora? - Spotify! all the way. i hoarse my bf’s account so he can never listen but i don’t care it’s mine now it’s full of my music and my playlists and whenever i’m listening to it and it suddenly changes cause he tries to use it on his phone I call him, “are you using spotify?” “oh. i mean i can listen to something else?” “cool, thanks!” and i get my music back. :D

is your room messy or clean? - it’s somewhere in between. my actual ROOM (bed room, i assume) is pretty clean, except i never make the bed. but the house is .. a work in progress. it’s not dirty but it’s cluttered so my bf and I are having to work together to clear that and build shelves and stuff for more storage space.

what color are your eyes? - dark brown! (with little green flecks when I cry)

do you like your name? why? - Not really? i don’t hate it. My mom wanted to name me Savannah but they had her sign the certificate while she was still drugged from her c-section so it ended up as Crystal?? Idk. She named her dolls Crystal when she was a kid.

what is your relationship status? - dating for almost six years. 

how many times a week do you shower? uhhh idk. I don’t shower every day (unless i get gross). AT LEAST four times… but I don’t wash my hair every time cause that’s bad for my hair. I SHOWER WHEN I AM DIRTY.

favorite tv show? does Haikyuu!! count? that’s probably a given. HM. Well, we don’t have cable so I don’t watch a lot of NEW shows? …. OH. Duh. Fuckin me I’m a dumbass. Bob’s Burgers. I literally have it on ALL THE TIME. I don’t like silence so it’s ALWAYS on in the background if i’m not listening to music. I’ve seen every episode a zillion times. I can usually pinpoint every scene and the major lines/jokes.

shoe size? most brands it’s 5 1/2 

how tall are you? SHORTER THAN NISHINOYA BUT TALLER THAN YACHI. I’m like… 5ft-5’1 depending on how much my back hurts. (i used that earlier and someone said it was funny and i’m trash so i’ll repeat it here!)

sandals or sneakers? i wear Bobs LOL. (knock off toms) and i’ve got one pair of sneakers and sometimes I wear my ballet flats around even though my bf says they look dumb fuck u they’re comfy.

do you go to the gym? No. I used to, but where I live now it’d be like a 45 min drive. I don’t really LIKE gyms though? working out is boring to me. No matter how hard I try. I’d love to start dancing again for real.

describe your dream date - April 25th because it’s not too cold and not too hot. Okay but jk that’s a lie where I live it’s balls hot in april. Idk. I’d like to go hiking when it’s not very hot? Take my dog, let her run around. Take a picnic. Sit in a grassy field and talk about dumb shit cause we know each other’s dreams and hopes by now.

how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment? UHM. fuck like…. $27? i know there’s a twenty and a handful of ones. And a handful of change.

what color socks are you wearing? - NONE. MY FEET ARE COLD. FOREVER COLD.

how many pillows do you sleep with? - pft like 6.

do you have a job? what do you do? - No; I quit after being over worked, under appreciated, cheated out of my paychecks a few times, and no job still due to lingering health issues.

how many friends do you have? answered this already!

whats the worst thing you have ever done? - UHM. Idk i haven’t murdered anyone. I don’t like this question cause if i really try to answer it i’ll spiral into a frustrated, furious depression and self-hatred so… NOPE.

whats your favorite candle scent? i’ve got this candle i got from etsy that’s like… Scottish Highlands? It’s grassy and kinda MAGICY.

3 favorite boy names - i don’t really have favorite names?

3 favorite girl names - answered already

favorite actor? god idk. i’m so bad with names and celebrities. uhm. I really like don’t have a favorite. I LIKE a bunch. Benedict Cumberbatch; Freddie Highmore… uhm. uh. Hugh Laurie? 

favorite actress? IDK OKAY?? I LIKE a bunch but i don’t favorite?? I really like Gwendoline Christie. Uhm. Anne Hathaway makes me laugh. MAGGIE SMITH. how could i forget!??!

who is your celebrity crush? I LEGIT don’t have one.

favorite movie? CLUE takes the top spot most days.

do you read a lot? whats your favorite book? I used to read a lot more. The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt

money or brains?  personality, bitch.

do you have a nickname? what is it? not *really* but people online used to call me Chrys. My bf calls me ‘sweetie’ sometimes but he also calls the dog that so… ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

how many times have you been to the hospital? - uhm. like the er? Once when I broke my arm. Doc in the box? Not since 2017.

top 10 favorite songs - PFT. Uhm. Jesus just let me die a little. Excluding all Disney; Not in any order:

No One - Biometrix

Danser - Lisandro Cuxi

A Single Moment of Sincerity (E) - Asking Alexandria (the band I was listening to when I designed my rockstar MC that I love so much)

The Annabel Trilogy (a series of 3 albums) - Alesana. Can’t pick a single song because they’re all a part of a huge story. Listen to them.

Chucky vs. The Giant Tortoise - Dance Gavin Dance

Anticoagulant - Sianvar

Ohioisonfire - Of Mice & Men

Coincidance - Handsome Dancer (Watch the Video for the love of god. THANKS ASH FOR THIS GEM)

Devil’s Backbone - The Civil Wars

Still Here - Digital Daggers (i’ve been listening it to a lot for inspiration for a new AU so… yup. That’s gonna be fun and painful)

do you take any medications daily? - yup

what is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc) - i got dry ass skin it sucks

what is your biggest fear? - uhm… physical fear? idk. Heights is a big one that I developed? I used to not care but a while ago I was walking on a bridge and I just… looked over and got FUCKING DIZZZY with nausea and fear that I was gonna fall and almost fainted. 

how many kids do you want? - HONESTLY… one or two.

whats your go to hair style? - tried to brush but gave up so just threw it in a claw clip

what type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc) - moderate? one story, four bedrooms. big ass yard though for the dog

who is your role model? - I don’t really have one.

what was the last compliment you received? - answered already

what was the last text you sent? - actual TEXT message? ‘as long as there’s someone with her overnight she’ll be okay during the day cause of the dog door and stuff. just play with her before you go to work and maybe hide some treats around the house for her to hunt for’ - texting my friend that’s gonna house sit while we go on a family vacation soon.

how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real? - UH idk the age? i know I saw my mom writing scavenger cards though. My fam has never had a lot of money so to make Christmas more interesting my mom/grandparents (we lived with them till I was in 3rd grade) would make these elaborate scavenger hunts for me and my cousins to do to find our presents around the house or out in the barn or, on one memorable occasion, at the bottom of our pool! Good memories. 

what is your dream car? - one that RUNS and has badass AC and speakers

opinion on smoking? - hate it. please don’t do it around me. my bf’s family alllllll smoke all the time and i get so sick when i have to go on vacation with them and be around it for a long time. 

do you go to college? - i DID. I went to Culinary school and majored in Baking & Pastry

what is your dream job? - Author or Dog Trainer

would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs? - rural as all hell. give me trees, cows, and horses. 

do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels? Not usually? but usually the people i’m with do. 

do you have freckles? Not on my face (except one) but i’ve got more like… on my arms and just randomly all over but i dont think ‘freckles’ would be what anyone thinks of when they think of me

do you smile for pictures? - only if i’m forced to be in them

how many pictures do you have on your phone?  - HAHAHAHAHAHA. Well. Before I got my new phone it was over 10k. Now though its only about 2k. 

have you ever peed in the woods? - Only when I was camping. 

do you still watch cartoons? - ALL THE GODDAMN TIME

do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonalds? - neither. but i HATE WENDYS and can tolerate McD’s fries and they’ve got ballin’ sweet tea so I guess McD.

Favorite dipping sauce? this honey dijon creamy thing at my favorite French restaurant but idk what is is.

what do you wear to bed? - t-shirt 

have you ever won a spelling bee? - YUP. 2nd grade.  

what are your hobbies? - writing, crocheting, photography, reading, uh… i forget what else

can you draw? when i was doing it all the time i did ok? but i’m WAY TOO IMPATIENT now a days to do it. 

do you play an instrument? - no but i wish i did :(

what was the last concert you saw? - i’ve never been to a concert. crowds are icky

tea or coffee? - tea!

Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts? - already answered this

do you want to get married? - Yes pls

what is your crush’s first and last initial? - (bf, but I suppose i still have a crush on him? is love considered a crush?) J. Y. 

are you going to change your last name when you get married? god yes. my current last name is my shitbag of a sperm doner and i hate it. my mom kept it after they divorced only cause she thought her maiden name would be too hard for me to spell but i would give anything to have that name instead

what color looks best on you? - idk. i prefer black but i’ve been told green and certain shades of pink/yellow. 

do you miss anyone right now? - not until i thought about it, thanks

do you sleep with your door open or closed? open so my pupper can go in and out

do you believe in ghosts? not until i’m faced with darkness and creepy things 

what is your biggest pet peeve? people chewing their food loud. people not picking up after themselves. people interrupting me (but not in the excited, OMG way. that we can work though) but in the ‘i don’t care what you’re saying i’m going to talk now’ way

last person you called` - my bf to discuss plans for his brother’s bday

favorite ice cream flavor? cookies n’ cream!

regular oreos or golden oreos? DOUBLE STUFF OF EITHER

chocolate or rainbow sprinkles? FUCK SPRINKLES

what shirt are you wearing? a shirt that has my dog’s face on it :D

what is your phone background? - the art that Ash drew of Bokuto from my fic Just a Taste!!

are you outgoing or shy? - i hate talking to strangers but with my friends i’m pretty fucking loud and chatty

do you like it when people play with your hair? only people i know

do you like your neighbors? nope. he’s an asshole who neglected his dog and i wanna skin him alive

do you wash your face? at night? in the morning? i do my best to remember to do it at night but i always do it when i shower

have you ever been high? yup. 

have you ever been drunk? yup

last thing you ate? BIRTHDAY CAKE

favorite lyrics right now - idk? i guess the first lyrics that came to mind, even though they’re not my favorite, just ones that i like and were stuck in my head for a while: “All of the handsome fiction / will melt away / and when the flame burns brighter / Evaporate” Evaporate - Dance Gavin Dance

summer or winter?  WINTER FOR THE LOVE OF GOD. IT’S SO FUCKING HOT IN SUMMER I DIE EVERY DAY

day or night? both have their merits

dark, milk, or white chocolate? - all chocolate but i prefer white to just EAT. 

favorite month? uhm. uhh. November maybe? for NaNoWriMo. 

what is your zodiac sign - pftt.. i think i used to be a Gemini? i don’t believe in all that stuff 

who was the last person you cried in front of? - ….. my dog? but probably my mom and Grandmother when my GM basically said my bf didn’t love me and was a shit human being and i was a shit granddaughter for loving him. i was both upset and furious and i walked away from them. (my mom called and apologized, but i haven’t spoken to my GM since)

THERE ASH ARE YOU GODDAMN HAPPY. that took so long LOL (I hope the formatting came through I had to redo it on this tumblr page UGH)

#ask game

[starwarstrashy88]

Fluff alphabet with Reylo x reader

A\N: This in modern time

A= Affection (How affectionate are they? Are they publicly affectionate or more privately affectionate?)

Rey is probably the most affectionate person you will ever meet. She loves giving you kisses and hugs in public or private. Now Kylo may look like he doesn't like affection, but he actually craves it desperately. He loves to be cuddled and kissed. But he's not big on PDA. He's got a reputation to keep. But once you three get home, he absolutely melts in your's and Rey's hands.

B= Best memory (What is their best memory?)

Rey's best memory was meeting you and Kylo. She's very grateful to have you both in her life and she openly says it nearly every day.

"You guys know how much I'm lucky to have you two? "

"Yes we know Rey. "

"We're not going anywhere"

Kylo's best memory is when he kissed you and Rey for the first time. It was the first time he realized just how much he loved you two. He swore from that day on he would never do anything to hurt you two.

C= Cat or dog person

Rey loves all animals, but she prefers dogs to match her energetic personality. Kylo likes dogs, but he doesn't like the tiny yappy dogs. He much prefers cats.

D= Dreams (What do they want to do with their lives?)

Rey wants to just get married one day and have a big family. Since she never knew her family, she wants to make a big happy family with you and Kylo. Kylo just wants to be happy with himself. In the past, there have been times where he's hated himself and thought that he was a failure. But all he wants is to finally think that he's a good person.

E= Evenings (How do they spend their evenings?)

After you all have finished eating dinner, you all either watch TV while cuddling on the couch, or go upstairs to cuddle in your bedroom. Either way it always ends in cuddles.

F= First date (What was it like?)

Well, since you were all pretty new to this whole polyam thing, you all went on seperate first dates and then went on one big date. Rey was first. She took you to a amusement park for the whole day and won you a bunch a prizes. She even kissed your cheek on top of the Farris wheel. Kylo took you out to a fancy restaurant for dinner and then the two of you went to the park just to talk about life ad stuff.

"It's just, we are just tiny specks compared to the vastness of the universe around us. But we're like one of a kind. There is no one like us out there. We are one in a billion. "

"That was actually really awesome Kylo. "

Kylo and Rey then went on a date to a art museum. Kylo made little comments on each art piece while Rey held his hand the entire time. For the big date, you all went to the beach and had a picnic on the sand. You all ate and talked about your separate dates. You and Rey then started to play in the waves while Kylo hung back on the blanket just smiling and thinking how lucky he was to have you two.

G= Giggle (What is their laugh like? What makes them laugh?)

Rey has a really contagious squeaky laugh. Once she gets going there's no stopping her. It's so contagious, it's almost impossible not to laugh along with her. Really cheesy jokes or puns just make her bust out in laughter. If she laughs long enough she starts to wheeze. Kylo doesn't laugh much but when he does, it's absolutely precious. He has this really sweet giggle that makes anyone smile. Not very many things make him laugh, but he is pretty ticklish. The first time you heard him laugh was when Rey tripped up the stairs.

H= Hugs (Do they like hugs? How do they hug?)

Rey loves hugs. As she always says.

"Ten hugs a day keeps the sads away."

She loves to give and receive hugs. Some days she holds you or Kylo tightly and other days she straight up tackles you two to the ground in a tight embrace. Kylo loves hugs as much as the next guy. The feeling of his lovers so close to him is the best feeling in the world. He loves to give big bear hugs. Squishing you and Rey to his chest always puts a smile on his face.

I= Instrument (Do they play any instruments?)

Rey knows how to play the ukulele and piano. Kylo used to play a metal guitar in high school. You often ask them both to play for you and they oblige.

J= Joy (What brings them joy in life?)

Being together. Both Rey and Kylo are perfectly happy and content being with you. Without you, they feel like a third of their hearts are missing.

K= Kisses (What kind of kissers are they?)

Rey's are sweet and never fail to make you smile. Whenever you're having a bad day, Rey just comes to you and kisses the pain away. Kylo's are gentle. He's afraid that if he's too rough he'll break you. That's the last thing he ever wants. So he kisses you really soft because you are just so precious to him.

L= Love (How do they act when they have a crush?)

Rey was immediately drawn to you and Kylo when she realized she had crushes on you two. She would spend so much time with you two and always check up on you both. When Kylo realized he was crushing on you and Rey, his whole world was turned upside down. He became ten times more protective of you two. He always made sure you two made it home safely and was there for you two when you needed a shoulder to cry on.

M= Memory (What is their favorite memory?)

Rey's favorite memory was spending the night for the first time with you and Kylo. Cuddling up in bed and just talking into the night was the best thing ever. Kylo's favorite memory was watching you and Rey dancing together in the kitchen while you two cooked dinner. He couldn't keep the ear to ear grin off his face.

"How did I get so lucky to have these two dorks? "

N= No (What is their pet peeve?)

Rey can't stand wet food in the kitchen sink. Every time she washes dishes and accidentally touches food, she starts to gag and immediately wash her hands as quickly as possible. Kylo despises backseat drivers. Every time he drives and someone tries to tell him how to drive, he has to use all his strength to not turn around and strangle the person.

O= Occupation (Dream job?)

Rey wants to be a preschool or kindergarten teacher. She absolutely adores children and wants to spend so much time teaching them and playing with them. Kylo actually wants to be a author. He loves creating works of fiction and sharing it with those he loves.

P= Parents (What kind of parents would they be?)

As said before, Rey loves children so she would be the fun mom who would spoil the shit out her kids.

"Daddy said you couldn't have donuts after dinner? Here's three. "

Kylo may seem like he's really awkward with kids but he has a soft spot for them. He would love his kids unconditionally. He would always make them smile if they were ever sad. He would be the best dad.

Q= Questions (Do they believe in the supernatural?)

Rey swears the house you all live in is haunted. She could hear footsteps when no one else was home and doors would shut by themselves. Kylo doesn't believe her until he hears someone walking around their home at four in the morning.

R= Romantic (Are they very romantic?)

Rey is a very cheesy romantic. She loves special made love songs and flowers. Kylo is a more a traditional romantic. He loves candle lit baths and fancy dinners together.

S= Smile (What makes them smile without fail?)

Rey and Kylo just love seeing you happy. It puts a smile on their faces and they are immediately in a good mood for the whole day.

T= Together (How clingy are they?)

Rey is very clingy. Especially when she's in a cuddly mood. Once she's in the mood, she latches on to the nearest person and it's almost impossible to pry her off. Kylo is only clingy when he's tired. Whether it's late at night or early in the morning, he will pull you and Rey close to himself and will not let go for at least another hour.

U= Unbearable (What habit do they have that you can't stand?)

Rey pops her joints all the time and the sound just drives you up the wall everytime you hear the noise. Kylo isn't the cleanest person. He leaves messes everywhere and doesn't pick up after himself.

"Why don't you pick up after yourself Kylo?"

"I'm a very busy man, I don't have time to pick up things."

"All you do is sit on the couch and eat corn chips while watching cartoons."

V= Videos (Do they take a lot of pictures or videos of your relationship?)

Rey actually has a YouTube account where she posts cute videos of her, Kylo and yourself. She pulls out her camera whenever something cute happens with you three. Kylo loves taking candid photos of you and Rey. Sneaking photos of you two asleep is his favorite thing in the world.

W= Wedding (What was the wedding like?)

Kylo cried a lot. He couldn't get through his vows to you and Rey without becoming a sobbing mess. Eventually you started crying and Rey had to comfort you both in front of everyone. You all eventually made it through the ceremony and had a wonderful after party.

X= eXtra (Interesting facts?)

Rey is a really good dancer. She took lessons in school and was top of her class. Kylo secretly loves to use coloring books. It helps him settle his mind when he wants to just focus on one thing for a while.

Y= Yuck (What do they hate?)

Rey hates hair in the shower drain with a passion. Every time she has to clean out the clogged drain, she has to try very hard to try not to throw up. Kylo actually has a deathly fear of seaweed. When he was little and went swimming in a lake for the first time and felt seaweed touch his foot and he screamed. He refuses to swim in any lake unless it has no seaweed.

Z= Zzz (What kind of sleeper are they? Heavy or light?)

Rey and Kylo are both heavy sleepers. Once their heads hit the pillows, they are out. Rey snores really loudly and it's almost impossible to fall asleep when she snores. But the one thing is that they can't sleep unless you're with them. Once your snuggled between them, sleep comes easy.

#reylo #star wars #kylo ren #rey #ben solo #kylo x rey #rey x kylo ren #reyben #ben x rey #reylo x reader #rey x reader #kylo x reader #kylo ren x reader #kylo and rey #fluff alphabet

[xiucas]

                                       “媽咪, 我哋要去哪裡?”                                   mama, where are we going?

a - “i’m american, actually.”

it’s quite often that people mistake joshua for being foreign by good ol’ fashion assumptions of race. while he was originally born in hong kong, joshua was adopted by an american family when he was four years old. 

b - brave

while he would never consider himself to be as such, joshua is the first person to jump in defense of those he cares for. and on top of that, he goes into haunted buildings for a hobby/living so he isn’t exactly easy to spook.

c - “our last name is clark.”

he was adopted at four years old, raised within a large family of other adopted siblings. it was strange, having to learn a new language and take on a whole new life. and that new life began with a new name. huang li jie became joshua clark.

d - dishi

dishi, a beloved stuffed rabbit he brought to boston with him after the adoption was finalized. it is the only keepsake he possesses that was given to him by this birth mother. it has been repaired so often, joshua has lost count how many times his mom stitched him back together. now that he’s on his own, the young man has taken up the repairs on his own. he plans to die with that rabbit by his side.

e - eight

it was around eight years old that the nightmares finally started to fade, a relief to his family as it had been difficult to endear. years of this tiny soul crawling into beds that he could find, seeking comfort from whomever would give it to him. perhaps not every night, but consistent. the wet streets disappeared, the incoherent rabble of cantonese shouting ebbed away. and the tears evaporated upon a face he had begun to forget.

f - “you are my best friend.”

he had always felt on the outs growing up, always being the weird kid that talked too much and made people question if he was normal or not. it took him ages, but in school he found someone to trust, someone who didn’t treat him like a freak. elliot kelly was there for him through his awkward stages up through his present as he embarks on adulthood with a college degree under his belt and a dream of youtube stardom. if there is one person on earth that he would call his most trusted and best friend, it’s him.

g. “ghosts, man! ghosts!”

it had started as a joke, a passing conversation of what it would be like to have it. and then it became a reality when joshua came home one day with a new expensive camera and a passion to take a chance. who cares if it didn’t pan out, it would be fun just to mess around with the idea and maybe have a good time doing it. besides i mean, ghosts, man! ghosts!

h - “hauntings aren’t always about apparitions and cold spots. sometimes it’s just a feeling.”

during his internship at a tech company, the channel began to pick up traction and with the addition of their mutual friend, percy, they had a full-fledge channel. subscribers were pouring in and suddenly they were making money off of their channel and not just messing around with a camera. soon, people were inviting them to their alleged haunted buildings, and suddenly it wasn’t a hobby anymore. he abandoned his internship to put his focus purely in the channel. and they’ve recently hit their first million subscribers.

i - “i love you.”

romance was fleeting, something that joshua had never put too much effort into. especially considering he never thought he was particularly interesting. attractive, sure, but that was only skin deep. martha parker was the first girl that joshua ever said i love you to. and while it may not have lasted, it never faded but simply evolved into an unbreakable bond. sometimes your first love is meant for more than just a memory.

j - “i actually like jogging.”

by the time high schoo hit, joshua had grown into himself somewhat and the overwhelming awkwardness gave way to a more charming awkward. however, instead of throwing himself into multiple relationships in his teenage years, he spent most of it in the gym with his peers working out. he enjoys fitness and is more often in motion than not. he is the type to suggest going on a hike before going to the movies.

k - kin

family? friends? his entire family is based on you make your family; it isn’t always blood. and it’s with this example that joshua has lived his entire life as making his own family. his friendships are an extension of that body, of that ever evolving nervous system. it is why he only keeps positive influences in his life.

l - last minute snack run

there is no shortage of junk in the kelly/clark household. so much so in fact that he will drop everything if he has a craving something unhealthy for him. he may be a fitness nerd, but you better believe he needs his cheetos or else there will be hell to pay.

m - maya

a twitch goddess, a crush, a friendship. this girl is someone that joshua would likely drop everything for if she ever asked it of him. he may not know it yet but she has ‘love of my life’ radiating off her in waves, in the way she smiles and the way she moves. he may be a fool, but he is determined to not screw it up. maya is a once in a lifetime type of person. even an idiot can see that. 

n - “you’re damn right i’m into that nerd shit!”

growing up joshua often struggled to bond with his peers as he tended to not enjoy the same things as the other kids his age. up until middle school, joshua tended to avoid sports (until he realized he was good at them), and often preferred the company of books and film. that extended to comic books as well, and sometimes got mocked for it while growing up. and even now, as he would consider himself confident in who he is, he will be the first to defend this so called ‘nerd shit’.

o - “ooooooooooh!”

it’s not to say that he’s an idiot, but he can sometimes come off like one because he struggles to pay attention to things. especially on the first time around. often, you might have to repeat yourself before he truly comprehends what you said. he’ll get there, give him a minute.

p - “which parents do you want me to talk about cuz--it’s not that easy.”

joshua is adopted, a member of the extensive clark clan. while he appreciates his family more than he can say; he had a very stable childhood. however, his biological family is something that has been a bit of a mystery for him. his memories are hazy if not filled with faceless people speaking in unintelligible mumbles. he was too young to remember. but joshua is tenacious, and he isn’t willing to let it fade with time.

q - “oh do you remember this quote from--”

this kid is constantly quoting things from books, tv shows, and movies. in fact, it could be argued that the majority of his personality was formed from the media. odds are, he is the one in the group who is snapping his fingers and flailing quite ostentatiously trying to remember the quote from something he watched the other day that is relevant to the conversation. or so he thinks.

r - reason to smile

his happy place is the editing room, listening to music while they attempt to get the best content out of their footage as possible. this is usually all three of them collaborating together so everyone has equal say in what they put out there for everyone to watch. they are a team, and it’s one of the best things in the world for joshua to be a part of it. it’s his favorite thing in the entire world.

s - shelter

never one to waste free time, with what little he has joshua gives it to the local no-kill animal shelter where he spents a few hours a week taking care of the animals and helping them get adopted to good homes. he often begs his roommate if he can bring animals home often met with a negative response. even so, he is the one who is out in the yard playing with the dogs to make sure they get socialized.

t - trust

he may come off fun-loving and without a care in the world, but trust is something that isn’t easily won with him considering his circumstances. if you cross him or someone who he cares for deeply, it is likely you will never possess his earnest trust. it’s just the luck of the draw.

u - "what are you doing with my underwear?”

please, if you think this kid is basic, you haven’t been paying attention to him at all. he may have basics in his drawers, but this kid is the type to go into a store and see spongebob boxer briefs and immediately buy them because its god damn spongebob, guys! he is whimsical with his clothes most of the time, so his underwear can’t be boring either.

v - “we’re on vacay!”

joshua is planning a trip to hong kong to take over the holidays as he continues on his journey to find his birth mother. he’s unaware of the journey is going to take him right to his backyard, but for the time being, he is enjoying the planning portion of the trip. after all, he is learning about where he came from and also going away on location. what could go wrong...

w - “you are the fuckin’ worst!”

he is no saint, and he has his fair share of bad habits. like leaving his dirty clothes all over the place, leaving wet towels on the bathroom floor, and leaving empty energy drink cans all over the place. he is a god damn mess and i feel terrible for people who have to live with him. sorry, elliot.

x - “i still think xena is hot!”

strong women are kind of a thing for joshua, as he has a tendency to crave structure, a thing he has been severely lacking since moving out on his own. women who know what they want and aren’t afraid to admit it are his kink. if you boss him around he will listen like the dutiful young man he is.

y - “youtube is paying us, bro!”

it seems new subscribers come in waves as each day passes and because of this, joshua is spending a lot of his time collaborating with other content providers, local historians, and anyone who will listen to him ramble in order to provide the best content to their audience. he is hardworking to the end, especially considering they are making that youtube cash!

z - “zombies terrify the shit out of me, please don’t--”

that’s it. zombies freak him out. please don’t dress up as one and spook him, he will literally squeal like a girl and throw something at your face. proceed with caution.

! - “oh shit!”

nothing elaborate to put here, the boy just has a terrible mouth and tends to curse more often than not. someone get soap for this child’s mouth, it’s dirty.

, - “listen,”

he often has to explain how much of a trash can he is. trust me, he is well aware of his own shortcomings. 

? - “huh?”

sorry, you are going to have to repeat yourself a lot, but that’s okay, because you never know if he’s playing a prank on you or if he genuinely wasn’t paying attention. can he be trusted? that’s a fair question.

: - “you ARE the father 2: electric boogaloo”

joshua will be meeting his birth father, a rather cataclysmic ending to his birth mother journey that will require a lot of explanations, shouting matches, and trying to come to terms with the fact that sometimes, young people just make mistakes and there is no real rhyme or reason as to why anything happens. parents are people too, kids. don’t forget that.

#gravityrp #development #character stuff #rp stuff #myedit #c: joshua clark #omfg this took 20 years but i finally finished it! #and it's not really great i feel terrible about it #but here we are! accept my son!

[deadcactuswalking]

REVIEWING THE CHARTS 2020: 10/01

So: REVIEWING THE CHARTS 2020. We’ve got the second episode here, and we’ve already stagnated. Hey, I’m not complaining. It’s really boring and we’ve got nothing to talk about with the exception of the top five new arrival, but let’s agree that we’d really not want to talk about that one either. Here’s the top 10.

Top 10

Stormzy’s “Own It” featuring Burna Boy and Ed Sheeran is still at the top for its second week at #1. I can’t really see a threat to this as of yet, but we’ll see.

“Before You Go” by Lewis Capaldi hasn’t moved at number-two, the runner-up spot. To be honest, I don’t see this hitting the #1 but the charts are pretty unpredictable right now, so I can’t decide as of yet.

Dua Lipa’s “Don’t Start Now” sticks at number-three. I doubt it’ll get there, but let’s hope this hits #1.

“ROXANNE” by Arizona Zervas is at number-four, the same from last week.

Now for our first and pretty much only headline here, “Yummy” by Justin Bieber, his new song that despite a massive promotional push, only debuted at number-five. You’d figure that Bieber would learn a lesson from Taylor Swift’s “ME!”, which is that pop veterans can’t just release Godawful singles and rely on name recognition anymore in the streaming era, at least enough for a #1. It’s his 45th Top 40 hit if I recall correctly (which is crazy), and about his 17th top 10, and somehow not his worst.

“Dance Monkey” by Tones and I is down one spot to number-six.

Surprisingly up a spot due to... well, seemingly no reason at all, “Someone You Loved” by Lewis Capaldi has rebounded up eight spaces to number-seven. It’s been nearly a full freaking year since this song first charted and it won’t go away.

Sadly, due to “Yummy” and “Someone You Loved” rising, Billie Eilish’s “everything i wanted” is down two spots to number-eight but it could very much propel back up next week.

“Adore You” by Harry Styles is also a victim of the two songs, down two to number-nine.

Finally, we have a one-spot boost for “Blinding Lights” by the Weeknd, which has reached #10, marking his ninth top 10 hit in the UK.

Climbers

There are actually a couple here, seemingly from “end-of-year UK hits” YouTube playlists? I don’t know; this happens often after the Christmas songs fade away because there are all of these playlists and different end-of-year commemorations. It would explain “Ride It” by Regard and “Bruises” by Lewis Capaldi both up 12 spaces to #11 and #12 respectively, as well as “Memories” by Maroon 5 up eight spots to #13, “Lose Control” by MEDUZA, Goodboys and Becky Hill up 16 spots to #31, “South of the Border” by Ed Sheeran featuring Camila Cabello and Cardi B up 15 positions to #17, and finally “Circles” by Post Malone up seven spaces to #19. It doesn’t exactly explain “The Box” by Roddy Ricch up 24 spots to #16 though.

Fallers

There are quite a few honestly pretty surprising and unexpected fallers here, once again because of end-of-year commemorations allowing songs from the past year to have some sort of artificial boost. This leaves actual upcoming hit songs pretty much in the dust, such as “Pump it Up” by Endor down eight spots to #14, “This is Real” by Jax Jones featuring Ella Henderson collapsing nine spaces to #18, “Lose You to Love Me” by Selena Gomez tripping down 10 spaces to #20 just to rebound next week because of the album, “My Oh My” by Camila Cabello featuring DaBaby, as well as “Falling” by Trevor Daniel, seemingly losing all of their momentums since they’re down eight and nine spaces respectively to #21 and #23. The same seems to apply for Stormzy and Harry Styles as they’ve had pretty bad weeks: “Audacity” featuring Headie One is down 10 to #26, “Vossi Bop” is down 12 to #24, while “Watermelon Sugar” is down 12 to #29, and “Lights Up” is down 14 to #32. “Don’t Rush” by Young T & Bugsey with Headie One is down 11 to #31, as is “Gangsta” by Darkoo and One Acen at #33. “Heartless” by the Weeknd is also struggling down 13 spaces to #38, which is unfortunate as the song has only grown on me since its debut. Oh, and “In the Unknown” by Idina Menzel and AURORA from the Frozen II soundtrack is down 18 spaces to #37. Yikes.

Dropouts & Returning Entries

The climbers and fallers aren’t the only result of the end-of-year commemorations though, as we do have returning songs straight from the end-of-year list (Which I have ranked and will post on my Twitter as soon as possible). Those are “HIGHEST IN THE ROOM” by Travis Scott and remixed by ROSALIA and Lil Baby back at #25, “I Don’t Care” by Ed Sheeran featuring Justin Bieber at #27, “Beautiful People” by Ed Sheeran featuring Khalid at #28, “Senorita” by Shawn Mendes and Camila Cabello at #30, “Ladbroke Grove” by AJ Tracey at #36, “Turn Me On” by Riton, Vula and Oliver Heldens at #39 and “Outnumbered” by Dermot Kennedy back at #40. That does mean a hefty list of drop-outs however, including “Lucid Dreams” by Juice WRLD out from #27, “River” by Ellie Goulding thankfully out from #28, “No Cellular Site” by D-Block Europe also thankfully out from #29... in fact, I’m not complaining about any of this really. I can’t be upset about “Better Half of Me” by Tom Walker out from #30, “hot girl bummer” by blackbear out from #35, or even “No Idea” by Don Toliver out from #39. “Netflix & Chill” by Fredo is out from #34, and unfortunately, J Hus had both of his singles from the forthcoming album drop out this week: “No Denying” is out off of the debut from #33, and “Must Be” is out from #37... and that’s all other than the new arrivals, so I’d like to note that despite momentum being slashed in half by all these returns, there are some songs within the UK Top 75 that are promising; not all of them are good, but you can expect these songs from the tail-end of the top 75 debuting in the coming weeks after a good rise, probably even next week: “Up All Night” by Khalid, “Say So” by Doja Cat, “BOP” by DaBaby, “Ballin’” by Mustard featuring Roddy Ricch, “Suicidal” by YNW Melly and “July” by Noah Cyrus. I figured I should start doing this. Now for the new arrivals:

NEW ARRIVALS

#35 – “Savage” – MIST

Produced by Swifta Beater and Zeph Ellis

MIST is back... I guess. I’ve never found MIST very interesting, well, musically – I saw the dude on a really awful ITV2 comedy panel show thing, and he was pretty charismatic, so I have no idea why that’s not present in his music whatsoever. This is his fourth UK Top 40 hit however, and “So High” with Fredo has grown on me a bit since its release, so I figured this could be somewhat interesting... and you know what, MIST might have won me over with this one. The chipmunk vocal samples are catchy and the beat coming in so abruptly after the first line is just perfect. MIST’s content isn’t exactly all that unique, but some of the description of him shooting this man is pretty specific and intimidating. The beat is heavy with plummeting 808s and a sporadic trap drum pattern, and the part in the first verse where after he mentions his gun, a sound effect (Of said gun) plays, and the next line is a pitch-shifted “Cabbage (Bang)”. It’s just really funny, and adds some needed humour to the otherwise pretty menacing song. In fact, all of the three verses in this very short song (2 minutes and 26 seconds) have a really intense delivery from MIST, who really surprised me with his angry cadences and overall emotive performance here. The production is great but the mixing is at times slightly dodgy, so the bass does start clipping, but that’s mostly during the chorus, which is a repetitive vocal sample that does sound good, but at first is somewhat jarring and the sample is way too quiet to work as an anthem. The first two verses follow a strict rhyme scheme that is limiting but MIST makes the most of it, calling himself a “Birmingham assassin”, which again is a comedic turn of phrase to depict something that’s genuinely very dangerous. The third verse does feel out of place but I’d like to say that the rejection of the rhyme scheme and a calmer flow represents him abandoning the “Gangsta all the time” mantra and ideology that runs through the track. It still could sound better if there was some kind of beat switch, and in some way it does make the song seem underdeveloped, especially since the song fades out, which is just a really odd decision that doesn’t fit the song’s mood at all. Still, it’s a good song, a surprising one at that, and definitely my favourite from MIST.

#5 – “Yummy” – Justin Bieber

Produced by Poo Bear, Kid Culture and Sasha Sitora

On January 3rd, Justin Bieber, one of the biggest pop stars of the millennium, a viral star who has been a polarising figure in music for 11 years straight due to legal issues and a tsunami of online hatred. He released the single alongside a music video and a trailer to promote his new documentary, that also was a trailer for the song and his tour. Bieber joined TikTok and encouraged his fans to make TikTok videos of the song, him doing so as well, raking up millions of views not only on the app but on YouTube compilations. Four days later, he released autographed cassettes, autographed picture discs, SIX unique autographed CDs and FIVE unique autographed vinyl records. They were only available for 24 hours. There were also FIVE additional music videos released other than the official music video upon release and the audio. If that wasn’t enough, Billie Eilish suddenly started promoting the song, and soon afterwards, Bieber posted on Instagram a fan-made image asking for his fans to manipulate streaming numbers and get a VPN if they are not in the US, proving that this isn’t just a promotional push, it’s the #1 that Bieber and Scooter Braun want; whether it’s because Braun wanted the #1 to undermine Taylor Swift or because it’s bragging rights and label politics, we don’t know. This meant it was ever so funny when “Yummy” by Justin Bieber debuted at #2 on the Billboard Hot 100, below a non-single without a music video, “The Box” by Roddy Ricch, celebrating its first week at #1 with a triumphant “err, ooh”. In fact, it’s never hit #1 in any country at all (As of yet). That’s just a beautiful moment when the entirety of the world unites to refuse streaming this garbage fuel of manufactured, plastic trash with headline-chasing references to Megan Thee Stallion and a falsetto from Bieber that’s as weak as ever. This is as out as touch as pop music could have possibly ever been in 2020. It’s a new decade but it seems like we’re regressing.

Conclusion

Yeah, it should be obvious that Worst of the Week is going to “Yummy” by Justin Bieber, but surprisingly, and also by default, MIST’s “Savage” takes Best of the Week. Good stuff; I hope it’s not a fluke. Follow me on Twitter @cactusinthebank, I’ll see you next week.

REVIEWING THE CHARTS 2020

[nerdarchy-blog]

Hello! The Nerdarchy crew is back home from Indianapolis and back to work on all our nerdy projects. Gen Con 2018 was an incredible experience for Nerdarchists Dave and Ted, Nerditor Doug and Intern Jake, and we wanted to share some of the highlights from our excursion to the Best Four Days in Gaming. Our favorite thing about conventions is meeting up with and hanging out with friends from all over the place; seeing all the awesome roleplaying games, art and other swag; and the incredible costumes and cosplay. But more than anything, the best part is hanging out with thousands of fantastic folks from around the world to celebrate nerd culture. Down below you’ll find links to a lot of the stuff mentioned in this recap, in case you’re interested, plus a photo gallery of our adventures at Gen Con 2018.

Working vacation at Gen Con 2018

Rolling into downtown Indianapolis for Gen Con 2018 was a special treat for all of the Nerdarchy crew in attendance. For Nerdarchist Dave and me, the now-familiar territory felt like a home-away-from-home. The Indiana Convention Center, Lucas Oil Stadium, the Gen Con Block Party and all the surrounding hotels were decked out as always, ready for the tens of thousands of us to enjoy the Best Four Days in Gaming. For Nerdarchist Ted and Intern Jake, it was their first time attending so they got to experience the wide-eyed amazement at the size and scope of the event.

After hotel check-in, the crew wasted no time getting down to business though — we were there to enjoy ourselves, sure, but we had serious work to do. With the studio equipment in tow, we set up a makeshift studio in the hotel room to shoot as many videos as we could over the weekend. With so many amazing people in town, we had to get some of them on camera. Intern Jake scheduled set visits like a champ, contacting and coordinating a ton of creators who stopped by to talk nerdy with Nerdarchists Dave and Ted.

Instead of doing interview-style shoots though, we produced a string of videos like our regular daily content to discuss the same kind of helpful topics, tips and tricks we usually do, except with a special guest sitting in for one of the Nerdarchists. Stuff like designing monsters for D&D, live streaming roleplaying games, creating pantheons and deities, running the best game ever, and creating an urban campaign (with a bit of insight into the upcoming Waterdeep: Dragon Heist) are just a few of a videos you’ll see in the coming weeks. There were so many guests, it’s hard to remember them all! But here’s a few to watch for on the Nerdarchy YouTube channel in the near future:

Keith Baker

Monte Cook

BJ Hensley

Ryan Schapels

Dan Dillon

James J. Haeck

Sarah Dahlinger

Brian Stillman

Andrew Armstrong

Rob McCreary

All in all we shot about 24 videos between Thursday and Sunday! There’s a bunch more cool people who swung by the set and we’ll be posting those videos in the weeks to come. Stay tuned to Nerdarchy for those!

Hanging with friends new and old to celebrate nerd culture

Pretty much everywhere we went, the crew ran into someone we knew and had great experiences spending time with them. If you enjoyed any of the official video content from Gen Con 2018, you can give thanks to our buddy Bill Allen. He and his crew handled videography for the official Gen Con Twitch channel. Bill was super busy all weekend making sure everything ran smoothly. But we managed to sneak in some time with him on Wednesday night. He’s an awesome guy, and his job as an educator means he brings student creators along to learn while doing. How cool is that? His students get fantastic experience behind the scenes at big events like this, plus chances to network with industry professionals and help build their future in the field.

Along with Bill, we hung out with our friend Cody Lewis from the Taking 20 YouTube channel. Cody was there with his wife, who got to see another side to her husband’s endeavors. Fans of Cody’s work stopped to say hi and thank him throughout the weekend, which is an awesome feeling for any creator. On top of all that, his wife played her first RPG session at Gen Con 2018! She played a barbarian in a Second Edition Pathfinder Playtest game and genuinely loved rolling her first critical hit against a kobold.

Another night, unMadeGaming’s Mike Hunt co-organized a Twitch streamer meetup with fellow streamer Speedy, where a whole bunch of people showed up to celebrate together and get to know one another. Andrew Armstrong from Dawnforgedcast, Grant Ellis, MsGingaNinja, Jorphdan, Askren, Ted from Nerd Immersion, Eric Vulgaris, and a whole bunch of other people hung out. It wasn’t just for Twitch streamers exclusively, or even gamers. There were streamers who make pottery, streamers who make quilts, authors, game designers and more. It was really terrific to meet and spend time with so many creative people.

On Saturday night, Nerdarchist Dave and I wound up at a party hosted by Peter Adkinson. There were a ton of people at the shindig. Our friends Satine Phoenix and Ruty Rutenberg were there, Kyle Vogt, Matthew Lillard, Dwarven Forge founder Stefan Pokorny, Ivan van Norman, filmmaker friends Kelley Slagle and Seth Polansky and a throng of others. I had a wonderful time geeking out about layout design and editing with Chris de la Rosa from Hunters Books, and Nerdarchist Dave did what he does best — making new friends and talking shop. (Okay, maybe tied for best — he’s a pretty good Game Master too!)

Nerdarchists Dave and Ted ran into a ton of people they know on the convention floor, and fans stopped for photos or to say thanks to the guys for doing what they do. So may awesome people we know had booths at Gen Con 2018 too! Everytime we turned around, there was someone we knew. Creature Curations’ Brian Colin, the entire Starcalled Studios crew, Jetpack 7’s Aaron and Sarah Hubrich, Dan Dillon and Stephen Rowe manning the Kobold Press booth, Rone Barton at the booth for…you know what? I don’t recall exactly. There was a bunch of different stuff there.

A very special sighting for me was Jared Sorensen at the Burning Wheel booth. I’d been hoping to catch Adam Koebel there, since he was sharing the booth with his Dungeon World RPG. He wasn’t around, and as I turned the corner I caught sight of an indie RPG called Lacuna Part 1: The Creation of the Mystery and the Girl from Blue City. I literally exclaimed “Holy $**t!” when I saw it. Years ago, after I saw the film Inception, I immediately felt like I had to find an RPG similar to the world of the movie. I discovered Lacuna Part 1 while searching for such a game. It’s a really terrific RPG where you travel into dream worlds looking for anomalies and insidious thought-creatures. The guy at the booth asked me how I knew the game and I was gushing about it before realizing he was the creator, Jared Sorensen! This was one of my most fond convention memories right away. Jared was super cool and we talked about games for a while, and he gave me a sticker and patch of his game company logo, Memento Mori.

Lauren Erwin (@ThatSaltyGinger on Twitter) and Nerditor Doug, two original members of the Iron Dabbers.

Oh! And I ran into D&D party fam! Late one night heading back to the hotel I spotted Lauren Erwin in the hall. She is an original member of the Iron Dabbers, a D&D party from the live stream Secrets of Castle Greyhawk game I play in every Thursday on The Greyhawk Channel on Twitch. It was super cool to see her. I love that campaign and although Lauren wasn’t able to continue (she’s a busy lady!) she’ll always be an OG member of the crew and I am happy to call her a friend.

And we got to see the premiere of Eye of the Beholder: The Art of Dungeons & Dragons! Nerdarchist Dave and I were among the first people anywhere in the world to see this phenomenal documentary by our friends Brian Stillman, Seth Polansky and Kelley Slagle. IT IS AWESOME. If you have ever played D&D, you will love this movie. They traced the history of D&D art back to the beginning and talked with dozens and dozens of artists whose iconic work has been bringing the game to life for over 40 years. And I’m not the only one who thinks this film is the most — it won the Gen Con Film Festival award for best documentary.

All of this only scratches the surface of everything and everyone we saw at Gen Con 2018!

Awesome RPGs and other stuff

For me and Nerdarchist Ted, filling out bags with new games, minis and other swag is one of our favorite convention activities. I don’t have a complete rundown of Nerdarchist Ted’s haul, but I know for sure he got a whole slew of minis. On top of his own gets, many creators donated items to add to the Nerdarchy giveaway vault. Make sure to check out the Saturday Quests & Adventures live chats on the Nerdarchy YouTube channel and stay informed about these giveaways. We do them all the time so there’s lots of chances to get all sorts of great stuff.

This year I tried to be a little more conservative with my purchases. Usually I come home with twice as much luggage as I arrive with, but I reigned it in a bit for Gen Con 2018.

For starters, I picked up two Kickstarters I backed. Masters and Minions from Jetpack 7 and Kids on Bikes deluxe edition with the Powered Character Deck are two things I couldn’t wait to get my hands on. The PDF versions were sent out already, but there’s something special about having the physical books in hand for any RPG product. Masters and Minions is gorgeous. No surprise there, as the artwork in Jetpack 7 stuff is always top notch. The book is packed with detailed NPC creatures and the forces serving them, featuring design work from Aaron Hubrich, Jim Pinto, David Adams and one of my favorite creators, Dan Dillon. I’ve been waiting to get my hands on this one particularly to check out Grissek’k The Orc Queen, which does not disappoint. My other favorite master and minion combo is The Created. Check out this book if you like fleshed out villains for your Fifth Edition games!

Kids on Bikes is another one I hotly anticipated. Anyone who knows me knows I’m one of those D&D nerds who is comfortable using those rules for all sorts of genres beyond fantasy. So beyond the D&D ruleset, my favorite sorts of RPGs are modern-era (or close to it) games featuring regular folks in extraordinary circumstances. Kids on Bikes is all about regular people confronted with irregular situations like the supernatural, along with a group-controlled character who has special powers. It’s a toss up between this and Tales from the Loop for the one I like the best. But if I’m honest, after reading through them both I might take a bit from column A and a bit from column B. Kids on Bikes contains a ton of awesome ideas for creating characters and group dynamics, making it a valuable resource for roleplaying games in general.

Outbreak: Undead Second Edition from Hunters Entertainment and Renegade Game Studios is the other RPG I added to my collection. Truth be told, I didn’t know anything about it but the book is slick, and after flipping through it looks like a suggested style of play is taking the players themselves as characters and imagining a zombie apocalypse in your own hometown. Told you I like those sorts of games 😉 What really sold me though is the layout and design of the book. It has a lot of cool thematic and artistic elements making it fun to look and read through. And guess what? The person who wrote it and contributed to graphic design and layout is Chris de la Rosa — the guy I would wind up talking with the next day at that Peter Adkinson party!

On the same whim I picked up Arboretum, a tabletop game by Dan Cassar. Never heard of it, didn’t demo it but got it nevertheless. Why? The art intrigues me. The cover has a big purple tree and a multitude of colorful symbols around it, and the back shows the various card types, also trees of various colors. The goal of the game is to “create carefully planned paths for your visitors to walk as they take in the colorful explosion of buds and leaves.” Doesn’t that sound wonderful? It’s a competitive game, but with all the players competing to create something beautiful, it sounds like a delightful way to spend 30 minutes.

One game I did demo was the Final Fantasy Trading Card Game. I loves me some Final Fantasy, so I had to try it out. It’s really fun! Cards feature all the characters you’d imagine like Cloud, Lightning, Squall, Tidus, Yuna, Garland, Sephiroth and pretty much every character from all the games including Dissidia, Tactics and more. It was easy to understand and pick up, but of course like any card game there’s deeper strategies to discover. I got two decks so I’d have enough to play with friends, one featuring Lightning and the other Cloud. Also, I got a free Kain card for doing the demo. Dragoon FTW! On a side note, it just struck me while at Gen Con that many FF protagonists are named after atmospheric conditions. Derp.

I also came home with two Atmar’s Cardography dungeon decks from Brian Colin/Creature Curations. These are really special to me, because I was part of the team that brought them to life! Brian is an amazing person, and I did some editing work on the project. These are very cool products, basically huge dungeons with a room on each card. You can play through the whole thing following a preconstructed pattern, or follow small mini-dungeon setups, or just deal out rooms randomly as you go. There’s one for the Fiery Pits, a volcanic dungeon, and another for the Icy Divide, a frozen labyrinth. PDF guidebooks are available for both Fifth Edition and Fate. The adventures are designed to take place in Brian’s World of Revilo, a fantasy realm he created with his son while telling bedtime stories. It’s really amazing. Coming up, he’ll be launching a Kickstarter for three more sets as well. While at the booth, some passersby stopped to take a look and since the booth attendant was occupied, I explained the decks to the two people who came by. The attendant made their way over and commended my on the salesmanship. (I’m pretty familiar with them!) Also I got to meet Isaac Skaggs in person, another creator on the team.

Of course, I had to get myself some dice because…dice. It’s a tradition for me at any convention. For Gen Con 2018 I went with Elder Dice: Astral Elder Sign. They’re pretty snazzy and come in a spell book box you can use for a dice tray. Hopefully I’ll be able to snag a Yellow Sign of Hastur set at some point too. I missed the Kickstarter for them but maybe with a little eldritch luck things will pan out.

The last two things I picked up are both pieces of art. The first was a print from Voidbug, an illustrator who had an awesome selection of vibrant, ethereal art. Choosing one from everything she had to offer was tough, but I’m more than happy with the one I got and can’t wait to hang it up in the office. The second piece of art was one of Chris Seaman’s Cameo Creeps. Chris is a phenomenal artist who’s done a bunch of work for D&D, Magic: The Gathering and other games. One of my favorite pieces of D&D art is by him, the tiefling Star Pact warlock from fourth edition D&D. His Cameo Creeps are tiny monster paintings inside cameo frames. There’s a ton of them, making this choice even harder than my Voidbug print. In the end I went with Lady Wanda Glubberneck. She’s got an aquatic look reminiscent of sahuagin, one of my favorite D&D monsters that I’d been talking with someone about earlier that day.

Best part of Gen Con 2018

All parties, get-togethers, events, games and fun new stuff aside, there’s one thing about Gen Con that’s better than all of it combined. Being a nerd and enjoying this culture with so many others is absolutely priceless. By and large, the nerdy community is supportive of one another, encouraging, and welcoming. When we invite others to our games or accept invitations to theirs, we’re making new friends and connecting with new people. They might look different, or see the world different, live vastly different lifestyles or whatever. But overwhelmingly, one similarity is despite any of these differences we can all come together to share these fun and often deeply personal experiences. You can always find a fellow nerd to remind you that you can do anything you set your mind to, you can be you — the best you — and that’s a great thing. Maybe I have rose-tinted glasses on a bit, but I know there’s a heck of a lot more good out there than bad, and my fellow nerds do a fantastic job of showing it.

Round up and wrap up

Here’s a bunch of links to check out some of the stuff I mentioned above. And I also want to know about you! Did you go to Gen Con 2018 and have some awesome stories to share? Or have you gone in the past, or plan to go in the future? I’d love to hear about your best Gen Con memories, or any of your favorite convention stories in the comments below. And if you got any photos of the Nerdarchy crew from the convention, please share them and tag us on social media!

Official Gen Con Twitch channel

Hunters Books/Hunters Entertainment

Kids on Bikes

Jetpack 7

Arboretum

Final Fantasy Trading Card Game

Atmar’s Cardography

Elder Dice

Voidbug — Keep an eye on streams with me, Nerditor Doug, to see which print I got!

Cameo Creeps

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The games, cool swag, parties, and Nerdarchist Ted polymorphed into a cow #truestory there's one thing above all else making #GenCon2018 the Best Four Days in Gaming Hello! The Nerdarchy crew is back home from Indianapolis and back to work on all our nerdy projects.

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