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anon-family-incorrect-quotes · 4 years

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Roblox Lovers

Hyunjin x Felix

1388 words

Crack Fic

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A knocking at the door woke up hyunjinnie.

“OMG GO AWAY EOMMA YOU MAKE MY LIFE SO MISERABLE” he yelled

“OI IM SENDING U AWAY TO AUSTRALiA TO LIVE WITH BANG CHAN”

“WHY WOULD U DO THAT U KNO I LOVE IT HERE OMG, uR THE WORST”

“BECOS I HATE U NOW TAKE THIS BAG AND GO OMG”

Hyunjinnie screamed as his eomma left the bag on the floor of his room. He grabbed it and she pulled his hair all the way to the door, and threw him into the car and the drove to the airport and he boarded a plane all the way to Australia.

After one hour he arrived in australia. Bang Chan was waiting for him in the airport and he ran to him and sobbed in his arms.

“Channie hyung, eomma is so mean but at least im with my fave bro”

“Its okei Hyunjinnie-ah, ur safe now” said bang chan and they went back to bang chan’s apartment.

When hyunjinnie logged onto his roblox account and waited for his roblox bf to join. He had been dating memeboi1900 for two days now and it was honestly the most amazing relationship he’d ever had. Suddenly memeboi1900 was online and siad

“wassup boo”.

“OMG HE IS SO ROMANTIC!!!!!!!!” hyunjiine thought, blushing bright red as he typed up his answer

“Not much, hbu honey uwu?”

“Missing you bb :(“ and hyunjinnie had a nosebleed. “Omg i missed you too!!” and their roblox characters kissed. They managed to play roblox togwther 4 another 30 minutes. Then memeboi1900 siad he had ti log out cause he needed to catch the bus to school and hyunjinnie was super sad but he was like ok, since he did too. One day him and memeboi1900 were gonna meet irl and it would be the best day of his life.

He got on his bus and looked around to see if there were any free spots. There were none he could sit on alone. hyunjin sat down next to a hawt boi from the other school.

“what evs my roblox my bf is sooo much kyuter lol” he thought. the hawt boi move his totally cool black and purple hair out of his face. he was watching tiktok vids (tiktok is the best app ever made OK), and hyunjin couldn’t help but look at his phone.

“tha fuq u doing m8″ said the hawt boi

hyunjinne looked up and met eyes with the hawt boi.

“OMG WHY”S HE TALKING TO ME” hyunjin thot.

“um hi my naems hyunjinnie uwu.”

“oh hey im felix, but don’t flurt with me im taken.”

“Liek id want to flurt w/ u felix. My bf is sooo much cuter than you are” hyunjinnie says very angry, his brown orbs shaking.

“MY bf is kyuter than u so u can just stop thx” said felix and he went back to looking at his tiktoks. Hyunjinnie was so offended.

“Whatevs” he siad and then the bus stopped. He got out of the bus and walked towards the school, dreaming of his memeboi1900.

When he got back on the bus on the afternoon, felix was there.

“Oh hey hyunjinnie, sorry for being mean in the morning uwu, i just missed my bf”

“I also missed my bf in the mroning! Thats why i was so mad lol, friendsies uwu?”

“Friendsies”

This time there was no spot for either of them to sit down, so they just stood. Suddenly the bus topped and hyunjin started falling but felix reached out and grabbed him.

“Omg omg omG WHAT IS HAPPENING RN” hyuninnie thot, as felix’s arms grabbed his middle and brought him bak up. He swore lix’s arms lingered for a second before he quickly pulled his arms back and turned orange. Hyunjiinnie was sure he was the same coulour. He couldn’t help but notice though, how felix’s dark orbs seemed sparkle in the lightand how totally hawt his jaw and arms were. “OMG WHAT AM I THINKING I HAVE MEMEBOI1900 HE DOESNT DESERVE THIS DISRESPECT”

they turned away and didn;t sepak the entire bus ride after that and only mumbled a bye when going off. Hyunjinnie ran home, locked himself in his room and logged in to see memeboi1900.

“I missed you bb :(“ he said

“I missed you 2” said memeboi1900

They talked for a bit b4 memeboi1900 asked

“Wat do u look leik irl?’

“Idk cute i guess” said hyunjinnie back “hbu?”

“Im very hawt, I have black hair with purplpe in it”

“Wait waht?” hyunjinnies heart was going 20000 miles per hour as he read that last part. He was going crazy right? There was no way… no way that felix could be memeboi1900 right? But hyunjinnie loved both of them, so it made sence.

“Do u live in australia irl????” wrote hyunjinnie

“I do… how did u know?”

“OMg omggmg”

“What?”

“FELIX??”

“...no way” memeboi1900 typed out. “We couldn’t… know each other in real life,,, could we?”

“Omgomgomgogmg”

“No way… hyunjinnie?”

“YES!!! OPPA OMG!”

“LET”S FIND EACHOTHER STR8 AWAY HYUNJINNIE”

“WHERE SHOULD WE MEET”

“AT THE SHOPPING MALL”

“OK”

Hyunjin grabbed his jacket and ran down stairs. “See you hyung, im gonna go meet the loml!” “Okie dont be l8 4 dinner” he replied as hyunjin and his brown orbs accidentally slammed the door shut running out. “Kids b crazy these days.”

Hyunjin kept running as fast as he could to reach the shopping mall so he could see his Lix. He got to the shopping mall and looked around frantically. There across the street, he could see Felix, his memeboi1900 looking around almost as frantically. He lifted his arm up and waved so that Felix could catch sight of him. Felix saw him and started running across the street.

*CRASSSHHHHH*

Hyunjinnie was horrified at the sight infront of him. The car had hit felix as he had ran across, the street. He couldn;t move but then he remembered it was FELIX, and he ran to his side. Felix be out here DYING, and Hyunjin out here, fighting through his tears to call the ambulance.

Hyunjin stood next to Felix’s hospital bed fighting his tears. The doctor came into the room.

“Is Felix-ah gon be aight?” hyunjin asked through sobs.

“He will live, but he may have some problem with his memory.”

At that moment Felix woke up from his sleep. Hyunjin immediately ran towards him and hugged him, squeezing him tightly. He only stopped when Felix didn’t hug back. He pulled away and looked down at Felix’s face. Felix’s eyebrows were scrunched up together as he looked into Hyunjin’s eyes, his brown orbs lightly wavering as he looked into the taller males eyes.

“Who r u?” He asked “As I explained b4, he may experience some memory loss, such as forgetting your entire existence. Sorry bro.” said the doctor.

Several years later, and Hyunjinnie was now living in Korea again w/ Bang Chan and, now, Jeongin. He was walking across the street when he thought he saw a familiar hand but waved it out of his mind. It had been a few years since felix had forgotten about them and there love, as soon as he left the hospital room he ran home to Bang Chan and begged him to move countries. Bang Chan was gucci with that so they moved to Korea. Jeongin moved in with them later because I just felt like I should add another SKZ member to the story and have no proper way of doing so.

Anyway, Hyunjin had left his past behind him. He wanted to live on, however, the ghost of his past still haunted him. He could see Felix in a dimple, or a fortnite dance. Everywhere.

Suddenly a hand grabbed him and he spun around and found himself looking at the freckled face, and brown orbs of Lee Felix.

“Hyunjin? Hyunjin I remember everything now! Everyday since I got my memories back I’ve been looking for you, I thought I should just give up but then I saw you and I knew that we were meant for each other!” he said sobbingly.

They started crying and hugged each other, the shorter male fitting perfectly into Hyunjins arms like some sort of puzzle piece. Felix-ah and Hyunjinnie, memeboi1900 and hottiesinurarea, 4eva.

#hyunjin #felix #crack fic #stray kids #i hate it #i had to write it so you have to read it sorry #i dont make the rules #oh wait #i do #roblox dating to irl dating

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alluremin · 5 years

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hang in there | knj

pairing: kim namjoon | reader

genre: parent!au | fluff

warnings: none

premise: Namjoon thought that having one kid was difficult, but now he has two, and he realizes that he didn’t understand what difficult was. What makes it better? You decide to leave him alone.

word count: 2.1K

“Are you sure you can handle them on your own? I can take Mirae with me and just leave you with the baby,” you ask your husband with a small smirk lining your lips.

“What? I’ve got this love, you deserve a break from the kids for a little bit,” he walks toward you with your eight-month-old son, Junha, in his arms. “Now go get those groceries! I’m Super-dad, I can handle this,” at that Namjoon’s free arm finds purchase in the center of your back and begins pushing you toward the front door.

You giggle slightly at his adamance to get you out of the house. “Alright ‘Super-dad’,” you punctuate his self-given nickname with air quotes, “I love you, don’t hesitate to call me if you have any problems.” You duck your head forward and kiss your son’s forehead, then tilt your head up to peck your husband’s lips. “Now, where’s my daughter,” you pull away from your husband and peek around his body, hoping to spot your three-year-old frolicking throughput your living room. Your efforts, however, were fruitless. Said mischievous three-year-old was nowhere to be seen.

“Mirae, I don’t know what you’re up to right now, but Mommy is leaving! Come say goodbye before she leaves,” Namjoon calls in the general direction of the rest of the house hoping to draw your daughter out of hiding.

Within a matter of seconds, you hear the footsteps of what sounds like a tiny heard of elephants dashing down the hall. In no time at all, Mirae pokes her head around the wall and looks in your direction. It’s only then that you notice she has bright red lipstick smeared around the general vicinity of her mouth. At this point, all you can do is laugh as you remember that your husband was going to be alone with your kids for two hours by himself. “Momma, don’t leave please!” Your two-year-old shuffles her way to you and grips firmly on to your leg. Somehow you manage to peel the ironclad grip of your toddler from your appendage and crouch in front of her.

“Give me a kiss, honeybee. I’ll only be gone for a couple hours and daddy will still be home!” At that, your daughter wipes the pout off of her face and give you a peck, albeit more a headbutt, but a peck nonetheless. It’s only after the fact that you realized, I forgot my child has red lipstick all over her face, and oh, now I do too. Your eyes grow wide at your realization and you look up at Namjoon, who is trying his best not to cackle uncontrollably with a confused baby in his arms. “Don’t you even say anything. I forgot she was covered in lipstick, okay?” You say, but it’s hard to not break into a smile at the situation.

“Here baby, h-here’s some wipes,” Namjoon attempts to get out in a comprehensible sentence, but he’s trying all too hard to prevent the laughs from escaping his mouth. His face has even begun to turn a light shade of pink at his efforts, and all you can do is avoid his eye contact and grab the baby wipes from his outstretched hand.

As you stand and look in the mirror to remove the lipstick, you begin to laugh yourself. You look ridiculous, and Namjoon takes that as his cue to burst into a fit of laughter. Only not realizing that his chuckle would upset the baby in his arms. One dip of your husband’s head amidst his amusement is all it takes for Junha to erupt into a fit of tears. Even with your child throwing a tantrum in his arms, Namjoon can’t slow his fit of giggles. You take that as your signal to gather the screaming baby into your arms. “Oh my gosh, what is the matter, baby?” You ask your son with a smile on your face. You make eye contact with Namjoon amidst his fit of laughter, and give him a playful scowl. “Did Daddy scare you? Hmm?” You say whilst bouncing the infant on your chest.

After about 30 seconds, Namjoon manages to pull himself together and kisses the crown of your son’s head. “I’m sorry bub,” he said in a hushed tone. After a few more seconds of you bouncing and Namjoon rubbing your baby’s back, he had stopped crying. Crisis averted, baby calmed, Daddy scolded.

Namjoon gently takes the toddler back from your arms, and you call for your daughter, who had, once again, run off. This time, however, your toddler had only made it as far as the living room before being distracted by Pororo playing on the TV. She made her way to you slowly, continuously looking over her shoulder at the cartoon penguin playing on the screen. When she was within your reach, you gently grasp her chin and turn her head to face you. With your other hand armed with a baby wipe, you remove the lipstick from her face that she hadn’t managed to smear onto yours. While you still have her in your grasp you peck her forehead and release the wild one back to the living room. You stand again and check yourself in the mirror one last time and return your attention to your husband.

“Okay, I’ve been trying to leave this house for ten minutes now, I’m really leaving this time!” You punctuate your statement with a wag of your finger. “Have fun, honey! Love you,” with that, you finally manage to make your way out of your house.

“Alright, we’re alone now,” Namjoon states, more to himself than anybody in particular. “I can do this.”

Not even ten minutes after you had left the house, your car’s Bluetooth begins to ring. The screen on your center console reads Namjoon’s name and your heart rate spikes in panic. Quickly you press the accept call button on your wheel, “What’s the matter, Joon?”

“Y/N, they’re both crying, and screaming, and I don’t know what to do. Mirae is throwing a tantrum because I put away your makeup to avoid the same situation we had earlier, and Junha is crying because Mirae is crying and, and they just won’t stop! There are two, two, of them Y/N, how did that happen. What do I do?I don’t kno-”

“Joon, honey, breathe.” An immediate wave of relief washes over you at the realization that your kids were alright. You smile slightly at your husband’s panicky voice on the other line. “It's almost 12:00, babe, Junha is probably really tired. You should take him into his room, close the door, and try to get him down for a nap. Mirae won’t stop throwing the tantrum if you keep paying attention to her. Just leave the room with the baby for a few minutes, rock him to sleep, and just wait for Mirae to calm down. I’ll be home in a couple hours, but I’m driving right now, so I’m gonna go. I love you, you got this Super-dad.”

“I love you too... Bye, honey,” he grumbles before hanging up the phone. After shoving his phone in the pocket of his sweatpants, he bends down and picks up the crying baby from his walker and takes him in the other room, trying to pay no mind to the hysteric toddler rolling around on the floor. Once she notices her father walking down the hallway she starts to scream louder and kick her feet on the floor. “Trust your wife, Namjoon, she does this every day,” he mumbles to himself.

He closes the door to the baby’s nursery and makes his way to the plush rocker in the corner. Since removing his son from the living room, the baby has noticeably calmed down, his sobbing now reduced to a whimper. As Namjoon sits in the rocker, he lays Junha on his chest and begins to push his feet up and down off the floor to sway the boy to sleep. In a matter of minutes, the baby’s grip on Namjoon’s shirt has loosened, his whimpers have stopped, and his breathing has evened out, not to mention the screaming from the living room has stopped, as well. As gently as the lanky man can muster, Namjoon stands and makes his way to the crib, lightly placing Junha inside. He remains in his spot for a few seconds just to make sure he stays asleep. Making his way to the door, Namjoon looks back at the baby lying in the crib before exiting the room into the hallway. Once he gently closes the door behind him, he turns to see a teary-eyed Mirae sitting at his feet.

“Are you done crying? Are you gonna be a big girl now?” The tiny girl at her father’s feet nods her head and stands up, making grabby hands upward to be picked up. With Mirae’s tiny pleas, Namjoon bends down and picks her up. She nuzzles her face in his neck and he runs his free hand over her dark hair as he makes his way back out to the living room.

When he sits down on the plush couch, Mirae sits up and places both of her chubby hands on her father’s cheeks, “m’ sorry, Daddy.”

“It’s alright baby girl, but you have to promise me something, okay?” He waits for her to nod her head before continuing. “No more tantrums. If you want something, you have to ask nicely. We say please and thank you right?” Another nod comes from the toddler sitting on his lap, her eyes looking down at her hands. “Look at me, Mirae-yah,” he requests from the toddler. Mirae looks up into Namjoon’s eyes and waits for him to say something. “I love you, honeybee.”

Mirae flashes a gummy smile at her father and wraps her arms around his neck, “Love you too, Daddy!”

“Okay, so what do you say we watch some Pororo, hm? Just don’t tell Mommy I let you watch more than an hour of TV,” Mirae giggles at that and slides off of Namjoon’s lap. The girl settles in next to him, resting her head on his arm. It only takes about 5 minutes of watching the little penguin on one of his adventures before Namjoon’s eyelids begin to feel heavy. He briefly glances down at Mirae and notices that she had already fallen asleep, likely a side effect to the massive tantrum she had thrown earlier. He smiles to himself and decides that closing his eyes for a few seconds wouldn’t hurt.

It’s around two and a half hours later when you slip through the front door, propping it open so you can bring in the groceries. The house is much too quiet for your liking, so you decide to investigate before bringing in the food. Making your way into the living room, you find a sight that makes your heart clench. Sitting in the middle of the couch is your husband, his head resting against the back with his mouth wide open. Soft snores make their way past his lips, a habit he had never managed to correct after all these years. On his chest lays your eight-month-old, with his mouth parted in a similar fashion to his father’s. Your daughter’s head lays on Namjoon’s long legs, her own curled up in fetal position and her hand squishing her own cheek. You whip your phone out of your back pocket and decide that it’s necessary to share this online later.

You creep back out of the living room and hurry to your car, putting away the groceries as quickly and quietly as humanly possible, trying not to wake your family sleeping in the living room. Miraculously, you manage to accomplish your goal. You slip off your shoes and make your way back to the living room and sit on the empty side of your husband, planting a soft pack on his cheek. At that, he jumps slightly and looks at you disoriented. “Oh, hey you’re home,” he whispers groggily.

“That I am,“ you giggle, “and you were asleep.”

“Well, I sat down with Mirae after she had calmed down and after I had put Junha to sleep. Mirae had fallen asleep next to me, so I fell asleep. Then about an hour later, Junha woke up so I brought him out here and we must have both fallen asleep again,” he chuckled, glancing down at his two children laying across his body.

“Well don’t let me interrupt you, I could use some sleep myself,” you report as you rest your head against his shoulder, a long yawn escaping your mouth as you shut your eyes. “Good job today, Super-dad.”

Namjoon lazily smiles and lets his head drift back against the couch. No more than a second passes before he feels a small vibration and slight warmth against the hand resting on his son’s diaper. His eyes shoot open, and as he stares at the ceiling, all he can do is quietly chuckle. “You have the worst timing, baby.”

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squadron-leader-farrier · 5 years

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Let's spice things up a bit; ANSWER ALL OF THE QUESTIONS

oh baby, you answered m prayers lol this is gonna be long so buckle up ?

1. favourite place in your country? my hill station, because of the weather, and because i haven’t been to many places, and the ones that i have been to were extremely hot and i never want to go there again,

2. do you prefer spending your holidays in your country or travel abroad? depends on the holidays tbh. what the festivals the holidays fall near and that. i’d stay here for some, but for the ones that we don’t celebrate in my country like Halloween, i’d like to go abroad.

3. does your country have access to sea? peninsula, babey!

4. favourite dish specific for your country? chicken biryani. boy, oh boy, just thinking about it makes my mouth water. it’s that good. gosh, the flavour, the spice. the way they cook it,,,, the colours ahhhh

5. favourite song in your native language? ones made before the 60s. and the patriotic songs. there are too many to name, but two (non patriotic) ones are this and this (because they’re sad love songs and give me flyboys feels ya kno?)

6. most hated song in your native language? like, as a nation? idk. but personally, i hate, absolutely loathe any songs made after the 60s. they lack originality and creativity. all they did was rip off popular english songs, and changed the lyrics. that’s literally all they did. and they are super proud of it. i hate it. the music industry had gone to complete shit. even today they don’t know what good music is and ow to make it. they’re remixing all the old ones because they lack creativity. i hate it.

7. three words from your native language that you like the most? i don’t like any three words, because they’re not that appealing on their own (not the ones i can think of right at this moment) but rather, phrases. when you string those words and make poetry or prose. it’s really beautiful, and really poetic. perhaps the best ones are in those two songs, and others like them.

8. do you get confused with other nationalities? if so, which ones and by whom? i haven’t been in a situation like that so i can’t say.

9. which of your neighbouring countries would you like to visit most/know best? probably Russia because the ones right next to me are exactly the same in topographical, cultural and architectural respects. there’s literally nothing new to see there, so i’d like to go to Russia.

10. most enjoyable swear word in your native language? so it’s basically three: bhenchod/madarchod/chutiya. all of them mean motherfucker in their basic essence, but are used to describe people, cuss out people, call your pal, so basically, the hindi equivalent of fuck. can be used as adjectives, prepositions, verbs, nouns, whatnot. can be used individually or all together. perhaps splash one of them in a conversation to make the group giggle a bit more while telling a funny story.

11. favourite native writer/poet? the ones who wrote nationalistic literature during the freedom struggle. so, to say, i like Sarojni Naidu, and Tagore. they’re perhaps the most famous ones of the time, and i like their work.

12. what do you think about English translations of your favourite native prose/poem? i don’t have any, because they’re already written in english by the authors. i read a poem or two lying around somewhere, but the thing about hindi is that the translations don’t bear the same feelings as the originals.

13. does your country (or family) have any specific superstitions or traditions that might seem strange to outsiders? oh there are too many. too many by far. most of them are the usual black cat and others, oh, one i heard when i was in like 4th grade was that you shouldn’t go out with open wet hair at night because a spirit can get caught in em and come home with you. so that was strange. my family doesn’t have any, we’re rather realistic.

14. do you enjoy your country’s cinema and/or TV? no not in the least. you know why? because of this. i swear to fuck, the person who uploaded this compilation didn’t edit a single thing in. how do i know? because i’ve watched these on actual television. when i was young. in my neighbour’s tv.

15. a saying, joke, or hermetic meme that only people from your country will get? remember when some of you motherfuckers got offended by bitch lasagna because you lack basic understanding what a fucking joke is? you don’t know what satire is? you are the reason why people think indians have no sense of humour because you DON’T it was a fucking JOKE holy shit i’m so triggered by this

16. which stereotype about your country you hate the most and which one you somewhat agree with? haven’t heard of many stereotypes about us, but the laziest one i can think of is that we can do math and are good at science. we’re not. i’m shit at all of that. so are my 34 other classmates.

17. are you interested in your country’s history? not really, tbh. maybe the period just before independence, and some post-independence stuff, because i got dirt on those politicians and i want more of that so that i have a reasonable justification for hating politicians.

18. do you speak with a dialect of your native language? i don’t know, maybe i’m so used to it i don’t even realise lol. but i guess so.

19. do you like your country’s flag and/or emblem? what about the national anthem? YES. YES. YES. i love them. i absolutely adore them. the flag is so symbolic and so beautiful i love her (orange on top for sacrifice, white in the middle for purity, green at the bottom for prosperity, the blue circle in the middle for resolution and justice, just ahhhh). the national anthem always gives me the chills. everytime i hear it playing somewhere, or when we sing it sometimes after assembly, or during days like today (independence day) or republic day, when we finish singing the last line it just always makes me a bit emotional and proud? yeah. today i almost started crying because i love it so much.

20. which sport is The Sport in your country? Cricket. even though the national sport is hockey. no one cares about hockey :(

21. if you could send two things from your country into space, what would they be? the memers who think they’re very funny, (which they are not in the least), and the anti nationalists and separatists. i do not want them here. get lost. fuck off. shooo.

22. what makes you proud about your country? what makes you ashamed? what makes me proud, is the freedom struggle of the revolutionaries, and the progress we’re making in every field, the hospitality of the people, and the unity in diversity. what makes me ashamed is that there’s still so much corruption in the government, can’t help it, the law’s delay, gosh the people who think they’’re better than everybody else, the entertainment industry, the music industry, some of the people, most of the politicians, etc.

23. which alcoholic beverage is the favoured one in your country? bold of you to assume we have a single favourite beverage for the entire country. i think it varies from state to state. for mine i think it may be something apple related, because we have lots of apples here. the season is also coming lol and also, it’s very confusing because some states have completely banned alcohol and in some the legal drinking age is 18.

24. what other nation is joked about most often in your country? canada and ‘murica mostly because so many people immigrate there

25. would you like to come from another place, be born in another country? i’d like to be British, because i like the aesthetic and weather.

26. does your nationality get portrayed in Hollywood/American media? what do you think about the portrayal? i don’t watch many movies, but i think it’s not much/a small amount and neither do i mind nor do i care.

27. favourite national celebrity? no one. i hate all of them.

28. does your country have a lot of lakes, mountains, rivers? do you have favourites? yep!! she’s not called a subcontinent for nothing, babey! i live near the Himalayas, so i like that.

29. does your region/city have a beef with another place in your country? oooooh yes. ooooooooooh boy. with Pakistan lol. mainly because of the union territory of jammu and kashmir. because pakistan wants it, we want it, and it legally also belongs to us. there’s separatists there, anti nationalists, and there’s poverty there, so it’s easy to instigate the people against the government. there were wars fought for it, most of them ended in our favour, but the other side is still making so many ceasefire violations, it is insane. it has been years, and every other day there’s a new violation. there’s lots of unrest in the valley, which is a shame, because it is a truly beautiful place.

30. do you have people of different nationalities in your family? my uncle is British, my cousin’s husband is also a Brit. a great-grand relative of mine was also British. there are none on my mother’s side.

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huangfilms · 6 years

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Aged Up!Jaemin

summary: so my boss has been trying to set me up with her son for a while and i’ve never even met him and she doesn’t show pictures, but once i do meet him i find out that her son was my crush from high school many many years ago,,,, h elp || aged up au

(A/N) OKAY QUEENS! the results for the recent poll was jaemin! i swear i will get to All Of The Members soon i just need some time! also!!! please leave me feedback ! thank you kids and i hope you enjoy! (ps, once i write more and more, ill make a masterlist so u can see all of my works easily!) warning: this isnt edited cause ya girl TIRED

so... it was morning time

your alarm was blaring in your ear and you Did Not Want To Get up.

you absolutely loved your job (whatever that job may be, it is up 2 u)! but why did it have to start so early,, ya know?

also,,, it’s your boss,,,,,recently she’s been sweet talking you and it’s really uncomfortable since you two aren’t really close

and she always mentions her son

she goes on and on about how sweet he is, or how much of a gentleman he is. not to mention how handsome her son is

did i mention she’s always saying, ‘you’d be perfect for my son.’

and you’re just like??? oh

but today when you got to work, a sister SNAPPED

if you heard about your boss’ son one more time then-- well you’d get fired but anywho

so you got annoyed and told your boss, ‘if i say yes to going on one date with your son with you be quiet?’

and she went quiet and then had This Look on her face

next thing u know, she has the BIGGEST grin and then side-hugs you

you feel Awkward but whatever,,,, so anyway she

she tells u that u should b ready at ur home at like 4:30 or something since u two are going on a ‘date’

and then ur like??? wtf TODAY and she says uh,, yes.

and so u see her pull out her phone and then u Just Know that she’s texting her mystery son and then you get Anxious

well shit my dudes

life is crazy like that,,,,, so then she says that he is going to pick u up from ur home and ur like,,, he knows where i live now

okay!!! it’s ok kids,,,oof!!!

so time skip to 3:00 when your shift at work is d o n e and then u go home to flop on ur bed

Then You’re Anxious cause oh shit,,, ur going on a date with a person that u don’t even know. sike u thought

and so u change out of ur work clothes and throw on like a sweater or something and jeans or whatever

u have like 10 minutes to spare before that guy comes here and you’re kinda nervous,,,,,,,

but he is here EARLY OH MY LORD

so u have like a peep hole on ur door and u take a peak thru it and oh

oh my

you wha t

this boy behind the door is none other than the kid you used to crush on in high schoo l,, na jaemin

he never liked u back bc he never noticed u but,,, u ,,, got over it,,,,,,,,,

you could not believe that ur boss’ son was THIS DUDE,,,

you start to pace back and forth because what if he recognizes you,,, oh My Gosh

okay well anyway

you suck it up and then open the door because he’s been waiting for a while ksdjhfalksjhf

u notice that he’s looking down and he starts to speak when he looks up but then he stops

‘hey--’ and he just Stares At You and u start to wonder if he Does Remember You

and then he says ur name Which Means He DOES oh jeez and u were so close to slamming the door in his face because you Cannot Handle but it’s okay, everything is okay.....

‘haha hey,, um jaemin’

REAL UWU HOURS BECAUSE THIS CRUSH WAS UNREQUITED AND U NEVER FORGOT ABOUT IT UNTIL LIKE UR,, THIRD YEAR OF COLLEGE HEADAHHHSDLJFHAK

okay well now that u guys Clarified That You Remember Each Other

you became x27439823847398739384709213378468 more nervous because How Will This Go

okay wait,, how did he know ur name LMAO did he,, dare I say,,, remember you????

cause if he did then WOW life really is crazy

so then he starts to talk or whatever about going to the nearest coffee shop cause he feels drained and exhausted, ngl,,, you feel kinda tired too

so you guys are just like walking there and he’s been trying small talk like,,, what have u been up to since high school?

and u get so Shook because,,,, he noticed you LMAO

i mean you were always the shy one who got mediocre grades but never really broke the rules and hung out with like,,, one person.

u STILL hang out with that on e person and that dude is ur best friend jeno

but anyway,, you knew about jaemin in hs because of jeno, they were in the same friend group and jeno always invited you to hang out with them but u really weren’t comfortable with that LOL

so yeah u saw jaemin and took a liking to him because he was really sweet from what u heard from jeno,,, that boy would NOT stop talking about him to you because u became interested

i mean moments pass and u dont know how to feel anymore

so anyway,, u two make it to the shop and then u take a REAL good look at him when he goes up to order for the both of u guys

he’s aged really well,,, too well like honestly--- edges: Snatched

he just looks so,,,, good. and you just Know That You Have Lingering Feelings that you never really got over and they seem to be resurfacing

FEELINGS U BETTER STOP!!!

so he comes back with the drinks and he looks at you now while ur staring out the window,, just sippin ur coffee

nd he noticed that YOUVE grown,, u look way more mature and youve lost ur baby face,, oof

u kno he actually did like you back then,,, i mean if either one of u would have just TALKED to each other smh cjsjdjs

but whatever, in the past right? sike

so the date was coming to an end cause he had some stuff to do, so u guys swapped phone numbers

ever since then, u guys have been texting each other non-stop and always hanging out when you can

his mom?? she can tell that something is different with u because u arent grumpy in the mornings anymore HAHAHA

u start to smile more and become distracted on ur phone cause jaemin is always texting you

and his MOM JUST KNOWS OKAY

so she asks u about it like,,, half a year after u guys first met up

and u say smth like, ‘oh haha your son is such a kind soul,,, andimayormaynotlikehim’

its honestly really funny cause she been knew that jaemin had a small crush on u during hs cause he always talked abt u but never knew u were gonna apply for the job u had now and she cant believe that she remebers that WOW

so anyway she just has This Smile on her face all the time cause u make jaemin so happy

and so one day u and jaemin meet up back at that coffee shop

and then u two order or whatever and then he comes back with A Very Serious Look on his face and u get scared™️

but when he comes back he just shyly smiles and says a Long Speech

‘so i know that we’ve established that we remember each other from high school, but i just wanted to clarify that i like you, more than a friend. i really like you and ive liked you since i first saw you in the hallways all those years ago. i mean, when we went our separate ways i shoved those feelings aside but now that youre back in my life, so are those feelings i have for you. everytime i look at you, i just want to kiss you or hold your hand and i just—‘

but youve stopped listening because your whole being is: Shook

he just said that he liked you omg,,,,,

HE BEEN LIKING YOU OH MY JEEZ

AND THEN U JUST CUT HIM OFF BY REACHING OVER AND HOLDING HIS HAND AND THEN HE TURNS P I N K AND ITS ADORABLE U ALMOST COO

and so you say, ‘jaemin,, i really like you too.’ AND U BOTH JUST GRI N

AND SO HE ASKS TO KISS U CAUSE HES A WHOLE ASS GENTLEMAN

and so when u nod ur head he just SMILES AND THEN KISSES U

its SLOW AND ITS FULL OF PASSION AND IM SUFFERING MY UWUS: ON THE FLOOR EVE PLS GET ME A MOP AGAIN

A D WHEN U PULL BACK FROM EACH OTHER, U GUYS JUST SMILE SO HARD THAT UR CHEEKS JUST START TO HURT AND THEN HE ASKS U THAT™️ QUESTION

‘will u b my baby’ : )

AND THEN U SAY YES BECAUSE!! WHOLE CATCH U REALLY LIKE THIS MAN

SO the date is over, he walks u home, and when u get into ur house u dont see that he fist pumped in the air and nearly YELLED

so u go into work the next day and you are just HAPPY

and his momma Knows So She Looks At U With A Huge Smile

and then she lets u be cause U ! MAKE ! HER ! SON ! HAPPY !

so anyway jaemin as ur bf,, a real Dream

he would always drive you home from ur dates, pick you up from ur work,,,,

sometimes he would even sleep over , the dude has his own soace in ur closet and a toothbrush

WAKING UP TO HIS FACE IS SO GOOD CAUSE HE LOOKS ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL IN THE MORNING SUN

and its such a Good Ass Time my ass is Suffering omg

but anyway!! jaemin is such a sweetheart u could not believe that u didnt talk to him in hs cause you guys wouldve been together longer🤧🤧

anywho!! end!! i cant believe his momma set u two up 😪

Masterlist

#na jaemin scenarios #unlisted

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taeyongtown · 6 years

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D-15: Where’s my Mistletoe? - Jisung Fic

Day 1 of 15, NCT christmas writing countdown.

summary: Renjun invites you to a dumb Christmas party, and you only go for a chance to kiss your crush, Jisung Park.

word count: 1.7k

genre: fluff, semi-angst, christmas (taeyongtown’s christmas countdown 2017)

A/N: I haven’t written something since August. its dec 10 today. Anyway’s i haven’t proof-read this, and feedback and constructive criticism is always appreciated 🌟

christmas countdown masterlist | masterlist

You didn’t even want to be at this dumb Christmas party anyways, but ofc Renjun dragged you along anyways. Well okay he didn’t drag you along, more like guilted you into coming.

“Oh Y/N, you’re my favourite underclassman, and I do so much for you!”

“Renjun when have you ever—”

“like remember that time you got detention and I got you out of it? Or that time you would’ve FAILED that fundraising project if I hadn’t bought all the left over cupcakes or when—”

“Renjun I don’t even go to your school and besides he’s gonna be there—”

“and you’re telling me you won’t even come ??????? Jeno and I didn’t DIE for this disrespect”

As soon as you walked in, Renjun had given you a hug and greeted you warmly, and you know, you felt like it’d be fine, what’s the worst that could happen? But then, he flashed you his pure boy smile, and disappeared into the throng of student. Yes, throng. As in huge crowd. It seemed like at least half of SOPA was here.

Is Taeyong alive, and how did Renjun and Jeno fit in so many kids into their dorms ???

You already weren’t super close to the rest of dream, and really, you had only expect them to invite like 15-20 kids max, and here you were, stuck with at least 50 or 60 kids giggling and talking and kissing under the FIVE MILLION MISTLETOES SLUNG EVERYONE

Whos fucking idea was this ??

Yup, taeyong is definitely not okay rn

Take a shitty college party, replace the alcohol with hot chocolate and like fucking Gatorade, and replace the making out with giggling under mistletoes and that’s the hell that you were in rn

So here you are, sulking in the corner, not only bc you were surrounded by a bunch of infants, but also bc Haechan and Chenle were screaming with a karaoke station, and Mark was dying in a corner with at least a dozen girls holding mistletoes over him as Renjun laughed, and mostly bc Jeno had tried to get you to kiss a boy who wasn’t Jisung Park.

Yes, you liked Jisung Park.

While you had known Renjun for a really long time, and Chenle for around a year or so, you had only really met the rest of the boys a few months ago

Renjun often used Chenle’s house as a place to tutor you, as Chenle was the only one who lived outside the dorms

While you weren’t super close with Chenle, he was like an acquaintance who you didn’t mind

So one day, a few days after school had begun, and when Renjun was done most of his main promotions for We Young, y’all were at Chenle’s

Renjun said he was going to get busier and so it would be good to look at the syllabus to plan out when you would need the most help in tutoring

God bless that boy he’s so sweet

And it’s all calm and quite with no one around

Until Chenle bursts open the front door, with Jeno and Jisung marching behind him

They’re all a little shook, but recover quickly, especially Jeno

Ofc you knew who they were but you hadn’t acc met them, save Chenle

While Chenle sniggers in the background Jeno approaches you professionally “Oh Y/N, I’ve heard quite a bit about you, it’s lovely to finally meet you!”

Renjun puts him in a headlock.

Jisung, however, is extremely quiet and just makes eye contact and smiles at your from across the room smh

And I guess that’s why you kind of fell for him?

Bc he was around your age and he gave you the soft fluttery feeling that you had barely experienced before ?

Anyways, wow I rambled of course Renjun knew the minute y’all left, he was your childhood friend after all

And what Renjun knew, Jeno probably knew too.

And a small, just a tinyyyy part of you had been looking forward to this party

Because you really, really wanted to see Jisung Park.

But no, Jisung was sitting in the living room, wearing some dumb reindeer antlers,,,, giggling with a few of his classmates, some boy, some girls— most of whom were at least 7 hundred and 89 times prettier than you :/ uGh

AnD suddenly,,,,, you had an amazing idea :- )))))) Putting on your best smile, you went out to go search for Renjun.

You find him in the kitchen, refilling snacks.

“Ahhh! Y/N, I hope you’re having a good time !! See, I told you it would be fun!”

You smiled through gritted teeth :- DDDDD

“Yeah, about that! Could I borrow your laptop? I have a huge history project due, and my partner keeps asking me to Skype her bc apparently she messed up :/”

Renjun looked worried, but smiled

“Yeah, it’s in my room, feel free to use it… you remember my passcode right?”

You grinned and hugged him tight, as if the best thing in the world had just happened

“Yes I do! Thank you so much !!!” you scrambled, running out to find his room

Were you going to call a friend? No. You guys had finished the project last week. Were you going to take a nap? Yes, of course you were. Renjun rly wouldn’t mind, he’d be a little disappointed, but he wouldn’t mind, you’d had sleepovers before. It was 8pm right now, and if you set your alarm for 9:30, no one would even notice.

You hit set, and before you knew it, you were asleep.

Except you slept through your alarm. Not by a lot, just maybe thirty minutes. But it was enough for you to be shaken awake by Jaemin, a slightly amused expression on his face. You weren’t close to him, but you didn’t mind him, he was really nice.

Your eyes widened at the site of him, and you scrambled to get up. “Relax,” he giggled, sitting down beside you.

“This is about Jisung isn’t it?”

“Huh?”

“your crush”

“What no— I mean yes I like him— but no! wait what are you implying” you gush

Jaemin laughed again

“You probably wouldn’t hate this party as much as you do rn if it weren’t for Jisung”

you :///// “I guess,,,,,,,,,,,,”

“I say, just give it a shot, it almost Christmas, miracles do happen”

You throw a pillow at him

None the less, you grumbled and get up, tidying yourself in the mirror beside Renjun’s desk. You follow Jaemin towards the living room, and gasp. There were barely a dozen kids left, non including dream. You turn towards Jaemin, “what happened?!” “Most kids at SOPA are either trainees or some type of creative connoisseurs, we all need our beauty sleep Y/N!” Jaemin exclaimed before waltzing off.

You see Jisung sitting beside a few kids talking animatedly, but he himself was on his phone. You decide to take Jaemin’s advice, and go sit beside him. What’s the worst that could happen? “Hey!” you say, plopping down. Jisung looks a little shookt, but he smiles down at you, straightening up. “Hey Y/N! How long have you been here?!” “The whole time,” you say bashfully. His jaw drops a little, “What! No way, I mean you should’ve at least said hi :/ you have no idea how bored I was, everyone’s leaving!” he gestured around him, and that at the kids beside him who got up and walked towards Jeno, probably to say goodbye. You giggle, a little surprised, yet extremely content, at how bubbly and friendly he was being.

The conversation would’ve continued great, except…

“YO! Y/N” Jaemin yelled your name from across the room. You saw him smiling like an angel, and you saw, beside him, Donghyuck smirking like the devil. Donghyuck slung something at you and Jisung, which lodged itself in Jisung’s dumb antlers.

A mistletoe.

This was NOT the Christmas miracle that you were expecting. But maybe it’s the one that you deserve,,, ???

You looked around the room bewildered, looking anywhere but Jisung. You eyes settled on Renjun, expecting some help, but instead he just smiled into his hot chocolate. kermit looking ass. You narrowed your eyes as you realized it was probably his plan.

Donghyuck whooped, “GET IT JISUNG!” You looked down and shoved your face in your hands. Mark giggled, and him and Jeno yelled “Maknae on top!” “That’s so old…” Jisung mumbled, and when you snuck a glance at his face, it was bright red, even in the dim evening lights. Sensing you looking, he glanced up at your eyes, holding his eye contact for no longer than .25 seconds.

“Y/N…” he mumbled, his voice small and childlike.

“Jisung…” you replied back, a slightly shy smile on your face.

“I guess we have to Y/N,”

“I guess so,”

“May I?” He asked, finally looking up into your eyes. You nodded, your eyes fluttering close.

You felt him leaning in, and you did too, for what felt like a year. Maybe it wouldn’t have taken so long if y’all hadn’t been sitting a literal foot apart. You felt him place his lips on yours, his puckered and stiff. But it didn’t matter !! you were kissing Jisung Park !! your long time crush !! your face looks like that gif of haechan when jisung calls him ugly u kno the one. You leant in a little bit more towards him, both of you unsure of what you were doing, you trying to move your lips.

It was over before it even started, but before it was over, you felt a loud click go off. “My badddddd!” Chenle yelled, fake laughing, a camera in his hands. There was a brief silence, and then cheers. “Y/N I TOLD U CHRISTMAS MIRACLES HAPPEN! GET IT!” Jaemin yelled and you look at him, eyes wide in horror. “NA JAEMIN!” You threw another pillow at him.

Jisung ran his hand threw his hair, shy and looking like a baby chick. You leant forward and untangled the mistletoe from his antlers. He gasped, breath held.

“Jisung, I was wondering if you want to go on a date this weekend?” You asked him, looking directly into his eyes, a sudden wave of confidence over taking you. Jisung blushed, his eyes still wide, his face redder than ever.

“I would love to, Y/N”

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yasugapped · 6 years

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Tagged by @superjojolimon , considering how vague the “rules” are i have Rebelliously Interpreted the questions as changeable so i just like swerved whatever seemed 2 plain for my tastes. also a lot of these just seem repeated/too similar?

rules: answer 30 questions and tag 20 blogs you wanna get to know better

gender: female

star sign: sag rising, libra sun, taurus moon ;^)

height: 5′3″ but can and will kill you

mood: a dimly lit image of a possum eating oreos. munchin crunchin havin a good night

favorite bands: death grips ..... i’d say more but i’ll let u all think on that one for awhile ....

song stuck in my head: like. the ending credits to spongebob

favorite animal: trick question its All of Them.

last movie I watched: i watch NOTHING ......... i have. never watched shit or fuck in my entire life?? ?. .. i actually cant remember i Really dont watch movies, the only ones i really like are perks of being a wallflower, internal sunshine of the spotless mind, and donnie darko

last text u sent: ok i screenshot this picture of funny valentine and his stand like “couple goals” ... .. . .. .

when did I create my blog: i dont know or care but when i made it i hadnt even read part 8 ??? i literally was committing to yasugap before i even really knew what it was like ............ im such an authentic fan,.. also, the only other part i’ve read is 4, which i read solely because i saw a picture of josuke and loved him with my Life .. i literally only read it for josuke content and didnt care much (and still dont) for the real story of it. i enjoy part 8, story wise, way more but also i love josuke2.0 a lot and i just.. . love josuke And josuke bitch whathe thefculk1!!!

fear fear fear fear fear: i am extremely hesitant to invest in any potentially horrific or goretastic display because i have like. the worst paranoia. in january youtube kept playing when my sister and i fell asleep and when i woke up it was on a video of markiplier playing an scp game and it Shook me so much. i have literally never been the same. theres an scp thats just shadows on the wall and now i cant stop hyperfixating on the shadow on my bedroom door at night... it iis !! the worst!!!! bitch!!!! :^(

another strange fear is that, i sometimes get this extreme paranoia im not alone in the bathroom and i will typically pull back the shower curtain to make sure nothing’s hiding. i’ve also legitimately checked under my bed and in my closet, but the bathroom fear is a lot stronger than those for some reason.

last thing I googled: oh my god its “funny valentine” ... w-what a shock!! wh..o wouldve guessed. ... .. have i mentioned i havent read part 7,

sipp: i actually cannot live ... without coke ... uhm ..., i prefer coke entirely flat but also cold. i pour them out into a cup and set them in the fridge to fizz out. literally. also i cant stand ice in drinks.

hmmm one of those uh GET THE BOOK NEAREST 2 U AND READ THE 69TH WORD OF THE 420TH PAGE: ok so this book is house of leaves. it is my favorite book and has been for a few years but i’ve never finished reading it ;^)

i think the technical 69th word was ‘in,’ but here’s the whole lil paragraph there: “Near the centre, in crisp focus, squats Delial, bone dangling in her tawny almost inhuman fingers, her lips a crawl of insects, her eyes swollen with sand. Illness and hunger are on her but Death is still a few paces behind, perched on a rocky mound, talons fully extended, black eyes focused on Famine’s daughter.” this book has a writing style i extremely admire. it is filled with senseless, mindnumbing extents of detail and confusion, it feels almost like a modernized version of poe’s style???? also neat about this book is the looks - if you’re interested, try looking up just pages from house of leaves.

last thing u devoured viciously: we went 2 this mexican restaurant i’ve been to a bunch, i always get the same thing, but this time i got this taco salad. it was disappointing. like it literally wasnt good and i was upset,

NAME???? i just realized this question isnt here like how are u going to get to know me without THIS ...: like,, i dabble a ton in original content & characters, and my ... sonas are always named maizzey starr, and “maizzey starr” is like my BRAND so i go by maizzey a lot but as far as my real literal name ITS KAMRYN !!!!!!! like im so unique and good ..... ... ... starts crying

password style: i have only had like four different passwords in my Life. this makes it supremely easy to figure one out on a really old account or website.... i dont understand people who ...... make up different passwords for everything,, i also never initially use capital letters unless prompted. i do use numbers in like one of them.

favorite colors: i usually like colder colors more than warm, but in general i prefer bright and colorful things. rainbow rainbow rainbow rainb

average sleeping hours: oh my god ........... this is wild. i don’t have any kind of sleeping schedule whatsoever. my schedule will do fucking FLIPS 3 times a week - i recently got melatonin gummies to try and get myself on a schedule but i legitimately think i have like a sleeping issue :^(

what am I wearing: d-dont ask questions u arent prepared 2 hear the answers to.............

dream u can remember: my last dream sequence went like this. i lurking forums for club penguin. people were discussing a penguin who was kin with napoleon. like kin as in the THIS IS ME not kin as in family. and other people - .. penguins....- were also starting to be napoleon kin and it was a trend and the original napoleon penguin was angry? this vision entirely dissolved and i was in my room at night, in my bed, and i looked over to my closet as an unknown, fleshy figure leaped for me. this is literally the most terrifying dream i’ve had in my entire life. oh my god

last meme u made: FUCK .... also this

how do u have pizza: I PREFER PEPPERONI ... im ok with plain cheese especially like when its cold??? i odnt like hot cheese pizza idk why ,, .. im not very adventurous with my pizza.... i really want a dessert pizza

weirdest thing u’ve Actually put in ur mouth: nail polish...... i saw one of those my strange addiction episode with a girl who ate nail polish. i think i tried like three different colors - they burn slightly, the taste isn’t totally disgusting but its also not like.... appealing?? OMFEJFSDJJDGDHJFDJFDSGFD

also one time i thought. we had a those huge bricks of baker’s chocolate BUT IT WAS WAX CUBES so ive tried cinnamon wax cubes too oops!!!!!!! i mean they tasted like cinnamon so..., .h-heh , , ,..kvkfkj

any pets: YES BITCH . .,, . i have.. THREE (3) entire whole living dogs. and also ! three guinea pigs. i love dogs more than i love anything. .. ,, . .. .

also im 2tired 2 tag so i mean u kno goodnight

#drinks nail polish and eats wax cubes as a nice midday snac #how late is this??????????????????#tagm #squeaks

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deanstits · 7 years

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AU Fic Rec, Part 4

Modern AU

Buckle the fuck in children, this is going to be long and uhhhhhhhhh long.

Modern AU - Anything set in current day, but not in the SPN universe. A lot of the BDSM/sex worker fics fit into this category but obviously??? They belong on the ever important BDSM list. Duh.

Let’s get fuckin ready.

Part One - BDSM

Part Two - Sci-FI/Fantasy

Part Three - Historical Setting

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1. The Last Great Race - Kicking it off with a bang. Cas is a reporter, he goes to Alaska to cover the Iditarod - the dog sled race. Dean is participating and so is Sam and there are so many huskies and also romance. It has a prequel time stamp. It is lovely and I love it and read this right now.

2. Pies and Prejudice - This is on my Top 8, but it’s a Pride and Prejudice Great British Bake Off Modern AU Fusion. Dean is Liz and Cas is Darcy. Please read this it’s wonderful and also cake is involved.

3. Between The Lines - Fam, Okay, I thought this was going to be Garbage but it’s not. Environmentalist Cas gets in a twitter feud(!!!!) with Western Actor Dean and they make a bet to live in off the land for a week and it’s. Amazing. Enemies 2 frends 2 luvrs. Trust me.

4. And Then You Destroy Yourself - The only Non-BDSM College AU worth reading. Cas is a freshman, he joins the College Newspaper, there is drama and mystery and intrigue. And Gay. The underage drinking is bit cringe but it’s very in character for college students, so what r u gonna do.

5. Love In The Wild - This is a hilaaaaarious Reality Show AU. Dean goes on a dating show and does challenges and meets the luv of his life, u kno? What more do you need. There is sex.

6. Through Basin And Range - Yeee buddy, Road Trip Fic!!!!! Dean and Cas are there but have broken up and it’s rough, and Sam is there also but he is sexting Kevin for some reason. Cas is spending the summer working on a thesis for his Geology Masters (master of rocks), and Sam n Dean tag along. This story really is lovey. It’s only on LJ though, so. :/

7. Unintended - Lawyer Cas bids for Fire Fighter Dean in a date auction and honestly. The sex in this is so good, like I lost this fic for three years but still remembered The Scene (You’ll know the one, that shit is hardly ever seen outside of PWP). This fic is so slept on. You need to read it. I think they live in Washinton or something. Maybe NYC. I forget, I’m busy thinking about The Scene.

8. Your Heart Makes - Ok so there are Three Disney Land AUs in this fandom that I know of. One of them is garbage, one of them is pretty good, and the last is incredible and it’s ur lucky day because the incredible one is this one. Castiel suffers from pretty bad depression, and is just trying to get through life, day by day. Insert Dean w/ a heart condition. There’s love, there’s slow build, there’s disney ride hand jobs. It’s a good time.

9. Any Little Heartbreak - I just reread this one recently! Heart Surgeon Dean! Surgery Nurse Cas! Enemies to FWB to Lovers! It’s like Scrubs meets... some sort of medical drama. Whatever, it’s a trip, and Meg is so fun.

10. Bearing Point - This fic is lovely and fun and it’s construction Dean + restoration expert Cas. I have beef with this fic, in that the author made Dean gay, instead of bi or pan and for me, a huge bisexual with strong emotional ties to Dean’s bisexuality, it kind of grated on me a bit and ruined the immersion. But, if you’re not a big baby like me, this fic is lovely and wonderful and they literally build homes together and also get nasty.

11. For All You Young Hockey Players Out There, Pay Attention - SPORTS AU. I don’t like sports but SPORTS AU. Dean is a hockey person. Something something NHL. Dean plays the sports with his brother. They get a new player from russia, but Dean is >:( bc they traded out his bff so Cas is The Enemy. Enemies to grudging friends to lovers. Coming out. Homophobic confusion. This fic is wonderful and lovely and sports. If you love destiel and you love Check Please, then this is the AU for U.

12. Fourth Time’s the Charm - Ooooooooh, age gap fic. Cas is a comic book artist, Dean is a fan who goes to conventions. He’s also a virgin. :) Here is a direct quote from the summary: ‘Dean shyly fumbles his way through his first real relationship.’ Literally what more do you need? Literally?

13. If At First You Don’t Succeed (Destroy All Evidence That You Ever Tried) - lmao this fic is ridiculous. Inspired by the HIMYM episode, the three days rule, Dean replaces his number in Castiel’s phone to test he’s not being too eager when he meets girls. sexting ensues and Dean is !!!!! Gay Panicked. I love it, read it now, it’s sexy.

14. Prosopagnosia - This one is Teen and Up, I know, I am shocked that I’ve included it too. But it’s such a sweet story. Castiel works in a Gas n’ Sip and he has a cognitive disorder that means he’s face blind. He can’t recognize anyone, which makes his blossoming relationship with Dean a bit complicated. But they work around it. The Impala plays an important role.

15. Run Boy Run - FAM OK FAM PLS. Blind! Dean wants to compete in the Boston Marathon, but he needs a guide people to help him navigate obstacles and the other contestants. Castiel’s brother signs him up and he’s reluctant, but then he meets Dean and uhhhhhhh it all works out. It’s so sweet. Read it. Teen and Up again??? I’m srry, but it’s really good.

16. Yellow - Here’s another I haven’t read yet, but. It’s Elizabeth1985 and also it’s Cas in Witness protection and the excerpt I read places it firmly on my favourites list. Ex-mobster Cas, They are bartenders, there is falling in love, there is also fucking yeaaaa buddy, back on the sexy bandwagon.

17. Rough Seas - Dean is a Lieutenant Commander who moves home with a toddler and he’s involved with the Coast Guard, and he used to know Cas but there was gay panic and so things are tense and angsty and wonderful and this fic is amazing. SLOW BUILD. LOVERS TO ENEMIES TO FRIENDS TO LOVERS. Literally the best. There is a sequel which is almost as long. This fic is so lovely.

18. Asunder - This fic my guys, this fic. Please send help. Social Worker Dean. Recovering Heroin addicts Sam and Ruby who are getting married. They go to Bobby’s for the wedding. I forget how Cas fits in but he’s there and it’s lovely and so well written and wonderful and honestly? A Classic. If you read anything from this list, read this fic.

19. Satin and Sawdust - Lmao u guys u know me. Dean in panties love story. It’s on my Top 8. There’s capentry, there’s gay panic Cas, there’s satin and lace and soft cotton and also Dean has two cats. Read this right now.

20. Living In Agony - THIS FIC MY GUYS. I had three people read it from my Top 8 and they all died and met me in heaven bc i also died when I read it bc it is so. Lovely. Angst, mental illness, teachers Cas and Dean, Gabriel and Charlie are there also, Jess is a delight, Sam is in love with green smoothies, the sex is ridiculous (there is one line that helped shape me as a person and you will know which it is and you can blame this fic for all of the absolute filth that comes out of my brain. Read this right now.

21. Inevitable Homoeroticism in Spanish Romantic Heroes - :) Okay so Dean is a Grad student and Cas is a professor and it’s academic and sexy and not really a college au and I read it like four years ago and I still think about it. I suggest it very highly!!!

22. Get Some - Dean is in college and needs a place to live. He goes to live with Castiel, at the stoner house. Gay Panic happens and there are drugs and loads of casual sex and it’s honestly a good time. A bit angsty but mostly thumbs up muy bueno.

23. That Summer - Short and sweet, lost love, this fic is so lovely and wonderful. It does feature an age gap with underage Dean so, if that’s not your bag... He is 17 at the time. Farmer Cas! Love and exploring sexuality!

24. Rvr Ro11435 - Destiel works at Nasa!!! Neither are astronauts but they are smart cookies who help send people to space. It’s tagged as an office romance. It’s cute.

25. The Way to a Man’s Heart is Through Chlamydia - One night stand. Dean gets an STD. Has to find his boo and tell ‘em about the STD. There’s fun sex and love and one of them is a baker and the love is so sweet and I love this fic. And I’m psure Cas gets a cat.

26. Say a Prayer and Light a Candle - College AU where Cas struggles with dating agnostic Dean bc he is very Jewish, and it’s important to him and his family. This fic is special, and really culturally rich. I love it. Little bit of Angst, mostly love and sweetness.

27. Painted Angels - Fuck u this one is hurt of my heart. The Angst is Unreal. Dean is an artist. Or, he was an Artist. Lost Love, which gets found again. Cas returning to town a decade later. All the good shit.

28. Small Town Charmer - SMALL TOWNS! DEAN AND CAS! THEY RUN BUSINESSES AND FALL IN LOVE! Errrrrrr OTHER STUFF HAPPENS! This fic is lovely and great and if you don’t read it then u a dum dum.

29. Summer Holds a Song (We Might Sing Forever) - :) Age difference. Body worship. Dean Winchester described as a Greek God. The fucking is so hot. The love is so sweet. It’s short, but you gotta read this.

30. The Great Escapist - This fic is so sweet. College roommates Dean and Cas spend the summer together and fall in love. I don’t remember if there is Gay panic but like... I’m pretty sure.

Okay! 30 seems like enough. Maybe in the future I will do a part five. We’ll see. :)

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(D·N·C) SEASON 1 | EPISODE 3 | "TESSIE"

"Listen closely, for this assignment could potentially cost you half your grade. You don't want to flunk this class because you weren't listening, do you?"

His eyes grazed the dark classroom, a couple students shaking their head nervously when it came around to them. The room was especially dark, almost as if the lights were dimmed on purpose. Under all those shadows were old wood and vintage decorations, from the peeling wallpaper to an entire shelf full of dusty cobwebs, clearly never used. It smelled, looked, and felt old.

Hell, it was old. Probably.

Just like the teacher. Actually, that's not entirely true - he looked mid-age, if not a little more. He was wearing a gray shirt, a gray tie, a gray smile. He looked pretty average, actually - except for his smooth, almost stupidly bald head.

Like, really bald. Like... King Neptune bald, is what we're talkin' here.

But... uh, anyway, the teacher returned his eyes to the center of the room, muttering, "Good." Before taking a piece of chalk from his desk and writing on the board, it letting out the occasional screech.

A hand raised up from behind, from in his peripheral vision.

"What is it, Mr. Moore?" He didn't even turn around.

"Uh... yeah... so... I kinda got a concussion the other day, Mr. Ahlquist , so uh... I'm not gonna be able to do the paper," Weston said. " Just so you, uh, kno -"

"You've already used that excuse before, Mr. Moore. Try again."

"I... uh... got the flu?"

"Already used that."

"Chicken pox?"

"Next."

"Mad Cow Disease?"

"Give me a break.

"... Uh... butt herpes?"

"One more word out of you and you'll be spending your afternoon in my class," Ahlquist warned, tone stern. "Not. A. Word."

"..."

"... Calculus?"

-~-

RRRRRING!

"- All I'm saying is, if she wasn't the sister of the worst Axe-scented homophobe on the planet... I might be into her," Axel said, "But... well, you can see why that may be a turn-off."

"But... Ax! Didn't you see her bazookas?" Weston asked.

"... Did you mean 'bazongas'? Not... not that I'm listening to your misogynistic toss or anything..." Evanna grumbled.

"No, I meant bazookas. Y'know, like the thing the army uses that blows the shit outta third world countries? That kind of thing."

"You're... going to need to need to be more specific."

Weston laughed, slapping Evanna's back a little too hard, hard enough that she almost dropped her phone. She looked up at him, brows deep and teeth bared like an injured animal. Weston took his hand off her back fast.

"Uh... well... carry on!" He took a big step forward in front of the other two, and kept on walking. Axel and Evanna did the same.

The three teens strolled down one of the many halls of Calcheri Valley High, dozens of students, lockers, and doors of generally the same colors behind them as they made their way down. The air was alive with the slamming of lockers, the bickering and back-and-forth of friends and even the pale blue anti-drug posters (somehow) poorly pinned to the walls. Weston skidded to a stop in the middle of two bathroom doors, right in front of a particularly tall water fountain. Being five foot three... it was going to be a challenge.

"That's okay..." he whispered to himself. "I like a good challenge."

"It's just a water fountain, mate," Evanna said, coming to a stop next to Axel. "Like... hell. It's not even that tall."

"Oh, right, to you it's not 'that tall'. To you. Well... try walking in my shoes for a second here - "

"I can't," she replied. "They wouldn't fit."

" - You don't have a problem getting up there. You don't, because you don't have what I have. This... curse. This painful infliction. I simply wish to take a sweet and savory sip from the heavens above, but to you, a giant with the privilege to match - "

"I'm two inches taller than you!"

"Ah, so you admit it! Two inches. Two! Five centimeters! Eighty... eighty millimeters?"

"Fifty, actually," Axel said, "Fifty millimeters."

"Why don't you get on him then, huh?" Evanna asked, gesturing towards the brunette at her side. "He's, like, a whole foot taller than you, and yet you're not getting on him - "

" - I'm only five foot ten, Evanna, I'm not - "

"Ax isn't taller than me, he's... he's borrowing the inches from a friend," Weston interrupted. "I thought you'd know that."

"... Who would that be, then?"

"Oh, Abraham Lincoln. Duh."

"Oh, of course," Evanna scoffed, crossing her arms. "Silly me."

"I know, right?" Weston agreed, pressing the front of the fountain and taking a couple gulps of the thin stream ahead.

"Oh, speaking of Lincoln... what were you guys going to do for Ahlquist's project?" Axel asked. "Y'know, the project?"

"I was gonna eat it," Weston said, mid-gulp. "You?"

Evanna groaned. "Ugh, of course you were..."

"I was going to use barbecue sauce. I'm not an animal." He winked at her, then returned to his aqua.

"I was going to write about Wilson, considering that, compared to the long-run of racists this country's had in office, he seemed a little... well, less," Evanna said. "What about you?"

"I was going to do it on him too, actually. Not because of the whole non-racist thing but, you know... that is a plus." Axel turned over to Weston, adding, "Who are you going to do, Weston?"

"Probably nobody tonight," Weston replied. "I don't have any condoms, remember? Ran out."

"Weston."

"Just kidding, just kidding... I don't have any idea actually. I don't even know fucking anything 'bout the men and men who've run this shitshow, now that I'm thinking about it..."

"Pschh. Figures," Evanna muttered.

"Hey, it's not my fault that all the shows and stuff 'bout that junk are about as fun as a shitting koala, and even then, the koala would be more fun to look at!" Weston said. "I mean sure, it would... oh, it would be messy... but, hey, beats staring up a bunch of old powder wigged butts or whatever the fuck they - "

"Oh, lookie who we have here!"

Axel gulped. Hard. "Oh, crap in a hat."

Behind the three teens were three teens, though much different than our protagonists. One was huge, a Goliath of a boy with a quiff that would put Brendan Urie to shame. One was a little smaller but still fit, skin as black as his dreads and jacket as white as Nixon. The last, the one in front, was a guy. He was tall, slender, skin pale and his brown hair somehow paler. His lips were almost impossibly thin, like a slit on his face, deep facial creases under his eyes despite not looking much older than the students to his left and right. He grinned, a sort of sinister smile that could only come from a prison warden or schoolyard bully.

It's safe to say he probably wasn't the first.

"I'm surprised, ElRite. I thought you said you weren't coming to CVH this year," the boy asked, his hoarse voice making the words sound extra rough. "You weren't lying, were ya?"

"No, I... I wasn't." Axel cleared his throat, adding, "Things didn't turn out the way I thought and now I get to stay here a for a little longer."

"Oh, fun. We'll have to have to hang out sometime," the guy said, "You know. Catch up."

"Uh, I don't - "

"Weston. Come on, man. I know you're better than this. Why don't you leave these pussies and come back to us, to your real friends? C'mon, dude..." The sunken boy looked over at him, trying to smile reassuringly but only making it look fake. "... don't waste high school with them. Waste it with us."

"You know I can have, like, more than three friends... right, Hazen?" Weston asked.

"Then why'd you stop hanging out with us, West?" One of the kids asked from behind: the dreadlocked one.

"Look, it's... I don't have the time, alright? And, 'sides: even if I wanted to go, my schedule wouldn't allow it," Weston turned back to the leader of the pack, Hazen, saying, "Sorry. I'm busy."

Hazen furrowed his brows, hard. "Busy with what?"

"4:00, wallow in self-pity. 4:30, stare into the abyss. 5:00, solve world hunger... tell no one... 5:30, jazzercise. 6:30, dinner with me (I can't cancel that again)... 7:00, wrestle with my self-loathing... I'm booked. Well, if I bumped self-loathing to 9:00, I'd have time to lay in bed - "

"Forget I asked. Jesus Christ, Weston. You and your Jim Carrey references..." Hazen groaned. "See, West, that's why we need you back. All we got are Jobe and his Big Bang Theory jokes and even then those get stale very, very fast..."

The third boy, the huge one, grinned. "Bazoonga."

"Face it, dude. You're miserable without us," Hazen said. "About as miserable as the sad excuses you can hang out with now on a daily basis, anyway - "

"Why don't you just sod off?"

Hazen turned around, slowly, brows high in surprise. He chuckled deep, asking, "... What did you just say?"

"Sod off?" Evanna repeated. "It's like 'fuck off' but, y'know... more British."

"Seelig, if you want to live through your first year of high school I would suggest you - "

"I what? Ask for mercy? Ask for forgiveness? Pray to the gods above that Hazen Rickman, the most overrated git in the Valley, doesn't smite me down to the depths of Hell with his petty insults and laughable quips? Huh? Is that what you'd suggest?"

The two guys behind Hazen look at him mouths open, eyes wider than their gaw. Hazen looked far less impressed.

"Well..." he thought for a second. Then, he said, "... at least my father's not a drunk."

"... Was that supposed to offend me?" Evanna asked, pitch on the verge of laughing. "Heh. Try again, mate."

"... Uh... at least my mom's not dead!"

"Try again."

"My brother's not a retarded fag!"

"Oh, ouch. The edge."

"Well..." Hazen paused, then said with a wide grin, "... at least I'm not so fucked up in the head I need a therapist.

Evanna locked eyes with him. If she was upset, she certainly didn't show it. "Well, that's debatable."

"Look, Rickman." She stared up at him, deep into his eyes. "I get it. Your daily life is miserable and nobody loves you so you take it out on kids smaller and more vulnerable than you. Well, let me tell you something, tosser. I may be smaller than you but if you think I'm more vulnerable than your crumbling facade of manhood than I've got news for ya: you're the one that needs therapy, mate. Now get the fuck outta my sight."

Hazen's lackeys were more shook than a tree in Autumn, Hazen so surprised he looked like he was going to scream. He cleared his throat, stuttering out "But... but..."

"Go away before you embarrass yourself more. C'mon guys, let's get to class."

Evanna bumped Hazen's shoulder on the way out, knocking him to the side while strutting right between his two friends, both of them backing up quickly to avoid the same. Axel followed closely, avoiding eye contact, while Weston simply shrugged with a grin and tailed behind the two as they all disappeared around a corner only seconds later.

The dreadlocked one looked up at Hazen, expression just a little bit more than concerned. He gulped when he saw his tightly clenched red fist, and asked, "Uh... hey Haze? You okay, dude?"

Hazen locked eyes with him, grinning a weak yet knowing smile. He chuckled under his breath, deep and airy. Waving his hand slightly towards himself, he muttered in a deep tone, "Come on, guys. Let's get to class..."

-~-

" - all I'm saying is that I don't get why you care so much about some trivial proje - "

"By writing - and praising - the works of a racist, even in something as 'trivial' as a school project, you're excusing his actions and pretending he did nothing wrong when, in fact, that couldn't be farther from the bloody truth," Evanna explained. "Do you get it now?"

Axel frowned... but nodded. "Yeah. I guess."

"Good. While I know we're going to have to do more research it is for a better cause. Well, better than glorifying some jizzrag with a hard-on for racism, anywa - "

"I heard hard-on and jizz!" Weston popped his head in from the open door, smiling wide. "What're we doing?!"

"Working on Ahlquist's project," Evanna said. "Unlike you."

"But... but I thought we were...?" Weston grumbled, hanging his head low. "... well, my boner's gone."

"Could you maybe help us out?" Axel asked. "Just a bit? We still need to find a fourth article for citing if you want to help us work on- "

"Work? Ugh."

"You're going to have to do something eventually," Evanna said, "You don't want to fail, do you?"

"Well... I can think of worst things."

"Weston."

"I was just jokin'... ha..." Weston stepped into the door frame, chuckling under his breath. "I would love to do that whole "work excited" thing Ax. What's... what's it for?"

"It's pretty simple, actually," Axel replied. "You basically have to "show" your work for how you got the answers you've gotten. You know, like sharing the link to an article you used or some book you don't know, you just put it in the works cited page so the teacher knows you didn't cheat, or whatever. You don't even need to put all the sources you used, you just have to... just..."

"He's gone, isn't he?"

Evanna didn't even need to check. She groaned. "Big surprise, ain't it?"

"Look, we'll... we'll do it ourselves, alright?" she said, looking up at her project partner. "He wants to throw away his chance of passing this class, well... it's his loss. It doesn't have to be ours too, y'know."

"You're right, Evanna. Thanks."

"'Course I am. Now, let's just get this thing done, aye? Before something even more annoying happens..."

-~-

"Toss the rope, Jobe. Now."

The hugely muscular boy looked down at the coiled bundle of rope in his hands, then back up at Hazen. "Why?"

"Do we really have to go over this again? Really?" Hazen sighed heavily, facepalming himself. "... Fine. But try to fucking listen this time, okay?"

"West has... lost his way. So we, being the amazing friends we are, are gonna help him get back on the "right path" so to speak," he explained, "And so that brings us where...? That's right, it - "

"ElRite's house, right?" the dreadlocked guy asked, patting a nearby window frame. Sure enough, the three teens were outside of the ElRite residence, the evening sun making the pale green house look even paler somehow than usual. They were on the side of the house, away from any doors and windows except for one. But it didn't really matter. They were curtains over it, anyway. "Oh... wait. That was a rhetorical question, wasn't it?"

Hazen glared at him, letting out a small sigh. "At least all of you aren't stupid..."

"As I was saying. Revenge is a dish best served cold most of the time but it doesn't have to be cold. It can be... smokey." He drew out a small spherical object from inside his pocket, like a fusion between a grenade and a GameSphere. "The plan is simple. We use the rope to scale the house and, once on the roof, we drop this little friend of ours down the chimney and get the fuck out of here faster than Cameron's erectile dysfunction. Got it?"

The dreadlocked one, Cameron, sneered. "I get it. Your insult was low, but I get it."

"Heh, literally." Hazen turned to his hugely muscular friend, asking, "What about you, Jobe? Ready?"

Jobe looked down at him, with literally no emotion on his face. "Ready for what?"

"Fucking Jesus, you're useless. You know, whatever, whatever. It doesn't matter. Let's quit this bullshit and focus on what really matters. What we're here for." Hazen grinned, his smile ear-to-ear and so filled of malice it looked positively sinister. "Let's get out friend back."

-~-

"- and I'll be back before you know it."

"You don't gotta go, Ax," Weston said, leaning against the bedroom wall with a CapriSun in hand. "I'll go get it pronto, just... uh... Eve, hold my juice."

"I'd rather not."

"I'm only going to be gone for half an hour, tops," Axel said. "I'll just bike my way to Staples, get some laminated paper and be back before you know it."

"Oh, I know it alright." Weston sniffed dramatically, saying, "How can I live, how can I thrive, without my best friend by my side? What can I do, how can I cope, why should I live without Ax's hope?"

Evanna groaned. "We get it, Dr. Seuss. You can sto - "

"Where can I go? Below or above? How can I leave this place without his juicy love?"

"You can leave Axel," Evanna said, jerking her thumb towards Weston. "He's just being stupid."

"Oh. Okay. I'll, uh, be seeing you then."

"Ditto. Bye."

SLAM!

"Where did he go? Over here, over there? I'll need some relief, maybe in Eve's underwea - "

"OKAY WE'RE STOPPING THIS RIGHT NOW."

-~-

"Alright. Toss me the bomb, Cam."

Cameron craned his head back, looking down at the circular bomb in his hand and up at Hazen. "I've got to throw it to you? All the way up there? What if I miss or something?"

Hazen looked down from far, far up above. He was up on the roof, kneeling on a particularly flat section that barely had enough room for both feet. Even from that far up, his expression looked impatient at best. "If you miss, then this whole operation - and the guy next door - goes up in smoke. So, don't miss. Besides, you won't miss. You were in, like, baseball weren't you?"

"You're thinking of Michaels. I was never in baseball," Cameron said, leaning against a wall-side breaker.

"Yeah you were. You were... fuck. What's it called? The catcher? The..."

"Umpire?"

"Yeah, yeah. The umpire. Wasn't that you?"

"No. That wasn't even Michaels, that was Abe."

"... You sure?" Hazen asked. "I could've sworn that, in eight grade, you were catching the balls or something. Weren't you the guy who threw the baseball into Lucas' drink? I could've sworn that - "

"Dude, that was Sikes."

"No shit? Well, y'know, whatever. Black people all look the same anyway."

"Oh my God, oh my God. I hope you're not being serious."

"Heh, I'm never serious. Unless, y'know, I need to. Like right now." Hazen waved up towards himself, saying, "Enough chatter, we've got to do this now. Throw up the 'nade, Cam/Michaels/Sikes/whatever the fuck your name is..."

"I hate you." Cameron reached his arm back, bracing his arm... but didn't released. "Real quick, dude: you've got everything ready? Rope tight and all?"

Hazen tugged on the rope tied - and literally glued - to his ankle, leading all the wall to a gutter a couple of yards away from the teen. "Yep. Ready to fuck 'em up."

"Cool. Alrighty. Then here, we go - !" He winded his arm up, brought it back and then -

"Fuck dude, there's someone coming!" he cried out, dropping the bomb into the grass below.

"Shit! Who is i - "

"Some fuck on a bike! Quick, hide! Hide!" Cameron sprinted away at high speeds, disappearing around the corner. Jobe slowly followed.

"Wait, don't... don't... fuck." Hazen leaned his head forward, his partners in crime no where to be found. "Well. Guess it's on me now..."

-~-

"So, what do you think?"

Evanna leaned over his shoulder, glancing down at the two page report sprawled out on the computer's cluttered word document. It was messy, formless, littered with more typos than commas, yet...

"It's... not bad," Evanna said. "Sure, could use some polish (definitely use some polish) but... good job, Axel."

"You really think so? Oh, thank God." Axel gave a happy sigh of relief, adding, "When you work on a report like this all by yourself for three hours and without a word processor with an automatic saving system it... it's really a relief it turned out okay."

"Wait... wasn't Weston supposed to help you?"

"Eh... supposed to's the key word there..."

"I... I'm going to go talk to him," Evanna said, leaning up straight. "I could force him to write the introduction, or the works cited page, or something. I'll make sure he doesn't get out doing this the 'Weston Way' again."

"Thanks Evanna. That means a lot."

"Mhmm." She turned her back on the brunette, strolling out of the dim office room but not before adding, "Oh, and for the love of the sodding Maker, Axel, save at some point, okay?"

"Don't worry. I just got one paragraph to go and then, boom. Instant A. Or B."

"C, most likely," Evanna said, her voice disappearing as she walked out the door. "I mean, c'mon. I'm just being realistic."

With a creaky Slam! Axel was by himself, nothing in the study except for him and a computer so old Dumbledore would shit himself.

"Alrighty then. Just... one. More. Paragraph..."

-~-

Around 12:00 a.m. is when the ElRite's little corner of Calcheri Valley gets lots of three things. Lots of wind, lots of dark, and lots and lots of cold.

And by lots of cold, I mean lots.

Which is probably why the now-shaking Hazen Rickman kept leaning his head over and around his corner of the roof, trying to find something - anything - to get back down but... alas. There was none.

He thought about using the rope to shimmy down, but no. It was attached to his sneaker rather... well... permanently. Or as permanently as half a tube of gorilla glue can be, anyway.

Why was the rope glued to his shoe in the first place? Well... he kind of forgot.

But it wasn't important. Definitely not anymore.

The stranded teen grumbledsilently, cursing himself, his friends, everything under his breath. "It's not bad enough that the plan's ruined... oh no, the universe just so happened to decide that I was gonna spend the entire night on top of a fuckin' cold as balls roof. Alone. With a rope glued to my shoe... with a rope glued to my fuckin' shoe..."

"Well... got to get down sometime..." he craned his head, measuring the distance he would have to jump to get to the next corner of the roof. Sure, it's still on the roof, but right next to a window. An open window. "'Sides, what's the worst that could happen?"

Looking down at his feet, and the wobbling guttar below, he made his first step, wide and cautious. It creaked, but didn't give. He gave another step, wider and slightly less careful. No give. Giving a sigh of relief, he lifted his foot to take that third step... when it hit.

No, not his foot. A gust of wind.

A really, really big gust of wind.

Hazen could barely hold in a cry as his foot slid across the metal, his weight practically throwing himself. He tumbled over, falling over twenty feet down. He screamed his head off, letting off every swear in his vocabulary... yet his body didn't go straight down. It was, sure, but the rope attached to his foot jerked him forward, causing the brown haired bully to swing headfirst into the side of the house, straight into the exposed, looming circuit breaker.

"AW SHIIIIIII - !!" Was all that came out of the boy before he flew forward at full speed towards the outstretched electricity box, body tighter than lead as he braced for collision...

-~-

"Aaand, there." Axel smiled, scrolling up his word document. "Now, if I can just print this thing - and save - then I'll be good to - "

He was interrupted by a sudden absolute darkness, his lights flickered out and his computer shut completely down. He knew what happened. He knew, with his body shaking with pain and despair, exactly what fucking just happened.

The power. It went out.

"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU - !! "

-~-

RRRRRING!

"So, how'd your essay go?"

Weston gave a weak chuckle. "Just... just great."

"Really? How so?"

"I presented that one story I told you guys 'bout yesterday. Y'know, the one about the cyborg ninja and his ball-chucking boyfriend?"

Axel groaned at that. "Ugh, don't remind me... did Ahlquist like it?"

Weston chuckled again, loud and proud. "I have detention for the next two weeks."

"He hated it that much?" Evanna asked, stepping out of the way of a couple of oncoming students.

"Well... uh, you see..." Weston flashed a wide grin, almost whispering, "I drew pictures."

"Say no more, Weston. Please, say no more..."

Evanna and Weston chuckled, the three disappearing around the corner and out of the overcrowded afternoon school hall. Coming in from the exact same corner were three other teens, but pretty much the opposite of before. Cameron and Jobe walked solemnly, the former pushing a wheelchair sat by Hazen Rickman, covered neck to toe in a full body cast that enveloped the boy like a gum wrapper. And, despite that, he was talking the most.

" - fuckin' ElRite..." he grumbled, jittering slightly from the bumps below. "You'd think slipping off the roof and slamming face first into a breaker was bad enough, but nooo... apparently my body didn't like to be jock full of thousands of volts of electricity. Big surprise, huh?"

"Yup," Jobe said. "Surprise."

"Where were you guys, anyway?" Hazen asked, rough and angry. "You never came back for me. Never. Not fucking once."

"Well, after we were spooked... we realized we were kinda hungry too, and went to the Hairy Italian for a quick munch. Natural instincts, you know," Cameron said.

Jobe grinned. "It was Sausage Saturday."

"But hey, dude," Cameron said, "You handled it all pretty well by yourself, 'sides the 'whole shocking your entire skeleton out of your asshole' business, but still."

"... I guess that's true," Hazen said, "I didn't drop the bomb. I didn't do that. I did drop something else, though... myself.

"I mean, I tried to get down safety, I did," he continued, "But with the rope glued to my shoe, it was pretty much... why the fuck did we do that, anyway?"

"We thought it'd... hey, wait a second." Cameron stopped walking, Jobe and Hazen coming to a stop. "Why didn't you just take off your shoe? Y'know, the one with the glue on it."

Hazen looked forward, an intense realization in his eyes equal parts wonderment and fear. "... Why... didn't I... ?"

" - Take the shoe off?" Cameron finished for him. "I could do it for you, if you want."

Hazen glanced at him side-eyes style, a slow creeping smile building on his cheeks. "Well... Cam. That would've been great and all except for the part where you weren't FUCKING THERE!"

Cameron looked down sheepishly, eyebrows scrunched. "I... I thought'd you want a slice of 'za."

"Oh oh oh you thought'd I'd like a slice of 'za? YOU THOUGHT'D I'D LIKE A SLICE OF 'ZA?! YOU KNOW WHAT I WOULD'VE LIKED, CAM? HMM? IS TO HAVE GOTTEN OFF ELREEK'S fUCKING ROOF WITHOUT BEING SHOCKED NINETY-NINE FUCKIN' TIMES LIKE FRANKENSTEIN'S LITTLE FUCKING BITCH! YOU... YOU... THINK, CAM! JUST FUCKING THINK, OKAY?"

"... Does that mean you don't want your slice?"

"DO YOU THINK I WANT THE FUCKING SLICE? DO YA, CAM? DO YA?!"

"... Is that a no?"

#dnc #school shenanigans #circumcision

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runthejoint-blog · 5 years

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Investigation and diagnosis  

The road to Paris 

When I awoke at about 2am on the morning of May 4th, it wasn’t in excitement and anticipation that I was just a few hours later going to embark on the feat of endurance that is cycling from London to Paris within 24 hours as part of Challenge Sophie’s annual event. No, I awoke in agony with crippling pain in my right hand. I couldn’t form a fist without shooting pain and instantly felt a wave of anxiety flood over me. Not only did I wonder what was wrong with me, but I felt an immense sense of panic. How the hell was I going to cycle 200 miles with limited use of one hand? I was not just worried about the pain, more how would I handle the bike, grip the handlebars, and most importantly brake! I jumped out of bed and ran down to the kitchen to consume pain killers and anti-inflammatories and find a Rapid Ice to stick my hand into.  

A few hours later Tom and I were on the train bound for the start line at Blackheath. The train was packed; standing room only, with our bikes precariously packed into the overcrowded carriage and my face crumbling in pain every time I was forced to grab the hand rail to hold on. I decided the best strategy was to keep moving my hand to avoid it seizing up further and gradually over the course of the day the pain abated.  Once the ride got underway the concern about the pain began to lift (in part because it did), mainly as we were confronted with unbelievable weather for the first May bank holiday weekend - torrential rain, followed by vicious hail and our fair share of strong winds - it was going to be challenging I appreciated, particularly as this was a last minute decision for me to join the ride, and had done no training, but this turned into a harrowing four hours on the first day. What on paper should have been a straightforward, and by our standards easy ride, was proving far from it.   

Arriving at Newhaven heralded an enormous sense of relief, the chance to consume copious amounts of carbs (a favourite hobby of mine, and probably the one I excel at the most) and most importantly change into clean and dry kit and begin the next challenge of drying out shoes and staying warm, not to mention trying to sleep on the five hour ferry crossing.

  The morning of May 5th began in earnest with us joking that the predicted bad weather was nowhere to be seen. Gathering before dawn to start pedalling again, there was an atmosphere of sleep-deprived, good-natured hysteria. Little did we know that within seven miles the first freezing cold rain would begin, quickly followed up with a chaser of yet more ice-cold and truly vicious hail. Thank goodness we were part of a peloton of 120 riders who had made a pact to cycle the first 30 or so miles to breakfast as a group. Yes, it meant the pace was slower than maybe we would have liked given the conditions, but I genuinely don’t know if either of us would have kept going if we’d done this as an independent duo - we’re tough, but this reduced even the hardiest of riders to teeth-chattering wrecks (personally I blame the previous year’s participants, including Tom, for bitching about how they endured the start of the 2018 heat wave). At the breakfast stop (after what seemed like an eternity of riding) Tom and I stuffed as much food and coffee into ourselves as possible and tried to get warm (an impossible task, it turned out). I genuinely wondered if we should continue, I was particularly worried about Tom with his lack of corporeal padding, but on we went and eventually we made it to the Eiffel Tower with time to spare - 37 minutes to be precise. It had been hard, the weather and fatigue had been a challenge, but all pain had evaporated, or at least been replaced with the general ache of long days in the saddle and the effects of having been unbearably cold.

The road to diagnosis 

I forgot about this weird hand pain and continued on my merry way, enjoying an immersive new job and putting my ever-growing tiredness down to spending nine hours a day at a desk staring at a computer screen, and my lifestyle transforming overnight from relatively active to largely sedentary. And then it happened again. About two weeks after the first attack, I was once again seized in the middle of the night by the same pain - overtaking my hand and wrist. It remained for the next 48 hours or so before my left hand began to hurt, although along the edges of my palm and wrist rather than the fingers and knuckles of my right hand. It struck me, it must be carpal tunnel. I knew it was something that tends to get progressively worse before you often need to resort to a surgical fix. A request for diagnosis from a couple of doctor friends over a drink in the pub one night, confirmed my Google self-diagnosis.  Sitting 36 hours later in a consultation room with a locum GP he told me it definitely wasn’t carpal tunnel and instead it sounded more like arthritis. He proceeded to unsuccessfully try and print off a request for blood tests and a prescription for anti-inflammatories to keep me going until the results came back. His inability to work the printer and the fact he didn’t agree with my Google-formed opinion (or that of my friends) instantly made me decide that I couldn’t trust this opinion (another doctor friend has since told me he is one of the best doctors around!). I am 29 years old, eight weeks away from my 30th birthday. I cannot have arthritis. So I duly trotted off to St Richard’s for a blood test the following Tuesday, and cracked on with the day to day.

  Within 48 hours I received a phone call from the surgery; my usual GP would like to see me to discuss my test results. It didn’t need to be an urgent appointment, I was told, and so I assumed that the results had returned nothing and further investigation was needed. Nearly two weeks later I endured a 40 minute wait to see the Dr and safely ensconced in her office, she broke the news I had least expected to hear, and wanted to hear even less. At the age of 29 and now six weeks before my 30th birthday, the blood results showed I had arthritis. The tears came quickly, yet silently and trickled down my cheeks as it dawned on me what this could mean. My lovely, warm-hearted, good-humoured GP who has counselled me through so much over the past six months and has seen me transformed from an anxiety-ridden shell unable to speak back to a smily, bouncy, positive person told me not to get ahead of myself. Yes, it was highly unlikely I would be able to run the ultra-marathon I had only a couple of weeks before set my sights on. Yes, it was now a case that I would be medicated for life and have to practice damage-limitation to avoid any further degeneration of my joints. But, I could cycle, I could swim, do yoga, pilates and consider diet adaptions to keep the inflammation under control. The two of us quickly established that it was best for her to refer me to the rheumatology department at our local NHS hospital, but also to see a consultant who practised at the local private hospital so that I would know where I stand sooner rather than later.  

You see, yes I can cycle. Cycling is in fact seen as one of the best activities for those living with arthritis. But is the cycling I choose to do going to be encouraged. Is powering up a 15% hill as hard as I can ok? Is putting everything into a sprint to beat my big brother to the coffee shop ok? How about a 2 week long endurance ride akin to the LEJOG challenge I completed last summer going to ruin me, or make me thrive? How about a week climbing in the Alps, Dolomites or Pyrenees? Or a 24 hour endurance challenge such as the one I completed when this whole sorry saga began?

For those who know me even a little, they know that physical challenges are how I survive life. How I feel truly alive. Challenging myself physically, not knowing if I’ll complete it until the last millisecond, that is how I not only get my kicks, but keep my anxiety and greatest fears at bay and build confidence and belief in myself; something that only a few months ago had been eroded to non-existence. We often see such challenges and achievements as something to be celebrated; a sign of mental toughness as well as physical toughness. The other day someone who has endured hundreds if not thousands of miles pedalling next to (or more accurately in front of me) sent me a message saying: “you tend to push yourself very hard physically. I’ve observed many people in this regard, and your intensity is among the very best (worst?) I’ve seen.” Suddenly, someone whose opinion I had valued so much and who had always made me think that this commitment was a good thing, made me re-evaluate myself. Had I pushed too hard? Had I broken myself? Was I to blame for this?

Today, almost six weeks to the day since my symptoms began and five weeks before my 30th birthday, I met by consultant, Sanj. After he quizzed me on my symptoms, he came up with the analogy of me recounting my experience so far as akin to a Beatles song coming on the radio (familiar and instantly recognisable to him): there was no doubt in his mind that I had inflammatory (or rheumatoid) arthritis. Again those silent tears sprung a leak. I guess I had this hope that he would disagree with the GP, say it was a one-off virus and nothing to worry about. No such luck, the exhaustion I feel is genuine, the pain in my elbow is not all in my head, it’s in fact totally swollen, the excruciating pain I have in my shoulder today is really there, and yes, it is why I feel physically sick - I’m a classic case; not worrying unnecessarily, I will feel like crap right now and it’s right I feel anxious and fearful for the future. He had a clever knack of giving me as much information as he felt was necessary but knew not to overload me or what could wait until we met again. I won’t know for another couple of weeks what the long term treatment will be, or what my most recent test results will suggest in terms of prognosis, but I do know that it will be a case of adaptation, ‘disease limitation’ and living life by evaluating truly how I feel each day. It might mean that sometimes the best laid plans will fall to pieces at the last minute, or I may even complete an unplanned challenge on the spur of the moment because I feel good. And that is going to be my biggest mental barrier to overcome. It’s ok to not put yourself under pressure every weekend to get out and put yourself through gruelling challenge, after gruelling challenge - I just need to remember that during my lowest moments.

How often do we say, “Oh I want to do that one day”? Make that day today, you never know what is round the corner. I thought I had years to enter Paris-Roubaix, the Tour of Flanders, cycle the Highland 500, run a marathon, run that ultra-marathon, cycle from the Channel to the Med - suddenly I am a lot less sure.  

Keep this in mind: One day I will not be able to do this, today is not that day, but tomorrow could be. Don’t waste a day. 

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kitkatkeithkogane · 7 years

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all 104 asks :)))

JESUS H. CHRIST. ALRIGHT HERE YOU GO THEN AL OH MY GOD. YOU BETTER DO YOURS TOO OR ELSE I’M COMING FOR YOU.

1. You woke up naked next to the last person you texted, what would you say? Oh man the last person I texted was my friend Lilly and I don’t know her that well so I’d probably say “how did I get here and where are my clothes.”

2. What’s going on between you and the last person you kissed?We’re tight, we send each other memes everyday. Shout out to my boi Zac

3. If your boyfriend or girlfriend was into drugs, would you care?It depends the drug I guess. Like weed? Tight. Crack cocaine? Um maybe, like, not so tight

4. Is your last name longer than six letters?Yeah it’s eight

5. Was your last kiss drunk or sober?I was sober af

6. Have you ever wanted to have someone but you messed it up?I liked a straight girl for a long time, but I didn’t so much mess it up as it was never there to begin with since she’s….. y’know straight

7. What does your last received text say?It’s the little emoticon of that girl holding out her hand. You know. The slay girl? The girl that looks like she’s saying yaaaaass. That one.

8. How many times have you kissed the last person you kissed?Just once. Once again shout out to my boi Zac

9. Where was your last kiss at?In my car listening to stairway to heaven because I know how to woo a man

10. When is the last time you saw your sister?I don’t have any siblings, I’m an only child

11. What do you drink in the morning?Water. I’m a slut for hydration

12. Where did you sleep last night?My apartment.

13. Do you think relationships are hard?Oh hell yeah boi, but if it’s with the right person it’s worth it.

14. If you could go back and change something in the past 5 months, would you?Yah, every single decision I ever made

15. You’re locked in a room with the last person you kissed, any problems?Nah it’s my boi Zac, we’d probs just look at memes

16. Would you rather it be sunny or rainy?I like both! But sometimes too much rain can depress me

17. Do you know anyone with the same middle name as you?Oh hell yeah my girl Lilly from question 1, also my old tennis doubles partner Veronica.

18. Are you wearing jeans,sweatpants,or pajama pants?Pj pants, It’s 1am

19. Do you think you will be in a relationship 3 years from now?Honestly who the fuck knows my dude

20. Does anyone like you?I don’t think so

21. Have you ever kissed someone with a name that starts with an S?Nope, can’t say that I’ve had

22. Is the last person you kissed gay?Nah my boi Zac is straight

23. Is there a person you CANNOT stand?Yeah a shit ton.

24. Have you ever considered getting a tattoo?Yes! I want one on my thigh and goddamn it I’m gonna get it

25. In the past week have you cried?Yeah everyday actually lol, I have depression ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

26. What breed was the last dog you saw? Ah I actually just saw one like an hour ago! I think he was a boxer, like a tiny boxer.

27. Do you dry off in the shower or out of the shower?In the shower, I hate it when my wet feet touch the carpet is that weird?

28. Have you ever kissed a football player?

I have indeed actually

29. Do you think you’re old?Nah. Maybe. Slightly old. I’m 20

30. Do you like text messaging?Hell yeh I like a good text

31. What type of day are you having?Really chill, hung out with a friend and had taco bell

32. Have you ever thought about getting your nose pierced?Yeah I’ve thought about it but I don’t have anything pierced so I don’t think I’ll ever do it ha

33. Do you prefer warm or cold weather?Probably warm weather, I live in Florida so I’ve never really experienced cold, cold weather.

34. Is there a person of the opposite sex who means a lot to you?Ummmmm, my boi Zac?

35. Would you prefer a relationship or a fling?Relationship

36. Are you a simple or complicated person?Complicated. I don’t even understand my damn self. Who the fuck is she and why she gotta be so damn annoying.

37. What song are you listening to?Nothing, silence. But I will say the song I’m currently in love with right now is Two Fux by Adam Lambert, that shit is amazing.

38. When you say you’re sorry do you mean it?Oh hell yeah. I say it a lot but I mean it every time.

39. Is there a girl that knows everything or almost everything about you?Um like my mom?

40. What made you start liking the person you like now?I really don’t like anyone right now to be honest.

41. When did you last receive a text message?Um 6:34pm from my girl Lilly

42. What is wrong with you right now?Lol dude so much.

43. How well do you know the last female you texted?Not that well but well enough to like be comfortable around her.

44. Does anyone disgust you?The current president of the United States, That weasel from back at the barnyard. Idk that guy just freaks me out.

45. Would you date someone right now if they asked?Probably not, maybe when I’m in better control of myself

46. Are you in a good mood right now?Yeah I’m chillin

47. Who was the last person you talked to in person?My friend Dominique

48. What color shirt are you wearing?Black!

49. Has someone recently told you something you didn’t want to hear?YEAH ALEX TELLING ME TO DO ALL OF THESE ASKS. I’M LOOKING AT YOU.

50. Anyone you’re giving up on?My owN DAMN SELF. Shit.

51. Do you hate the person you fell hardest for?Nah she’s cool.52. Have you ever thought about giving up on someone but couldn’t?Ummmm yeah I’ve had that happen before.

53. Do you like rain?Yeah I do, it’s soothing.

54. Do you care if your boyfriend/girlfriend drinks?Nah

55. Have you ever liked somebody and never told them?What else are you supposed to do when you like someone?

56. Do you like to cuddle?Yeah I do but not with like anybody I gotta be tight with you first.

57. Are you shy?People tell me that I am but I hate that.

58. Do you get along with girls?Oh hell yeah I love girls. Platonically and very un-platonically

59. Have you dated the person you texted last?My girl Lilly?? Nah we just friends.

60. What do you carry with you at all times?Probably my phone

61. If you were paid 1 million dollars to spend the night in a supposed haunted house, would you?Oh hell yeah!! I love creepy shit. I might cry a little though. But who wouldn’t, ya know?

62. Do you think you can last in a relationship for five months?Yeah I have before.

63. Think back to October, were you in a relationship?Nope.

64. The person you like kisses you on the forehead, do you find this cute?Very, I’d probably finger gun at them.

65. Did anything “cute” happen in the last week?Ummm me and my friend Dominique stayed up reading fanfic together, I thought that was cute. 66. How old are the last three people you kissed?Hoo boy. Um 18, 21, and 20. 67. Would you rather pay to get your nails done or do them yourself? I mean I love getting my nails done but that’s too expensive.

68. Which do you like better- Zebra print or leopard print? I fuck with a leopard print.

69. Do you have any stickers on your car? Nope, just a parking decal haha

70. Would you rather listen to Luke Bryan or Lil Wayne? Lil Wayne. I used to go to school with a boy named Lil Wayne. Shout out to my boi Lil Wayne.

71. Blackberry, Anroid, or iPhone? iPhone, bish

72. When’s the last time you had pizza from Pizza Hut? Like a week ago on my birthday

73. Do you like diet soda? Nope, I don’t like soda.

74. What color are the walls in your room? At my apartment they’re white, at my house they’re coral, heh.

75. Are you 16 or older? ]Yup, I’m 20

76. Do you watch Pretty Little Liars? Nope but I read all the books. I think Emily is the reason why I’m bi lol

77. Do you have a job? Nope I’m hella unemployed

78. What are your initials? MMZ

79. Did you ever have braces? Nope

80. Are you from the south? I mean I live in Florida but I was born in California81. What does your last status on facebook say? I have no idea, I haven’t opened that shit in years.

82. Do you still talk to the first person you ever kissed? Yeah! He’s a great guy! He’s gay now tho lol

83. Are you closer to your mom or your dad? My mom

84. Have you ever done cheerleading or gymnastics? I’ve done gymnastics, I can do I handstand. That means I’m hip.

85. What’s the last movie you saw in theaters? Spider-Man Homecoming!

86. Do you smoke? Nahh

87. Would you rather wear heels or flip flops? Flip Flops, I got high arches, you kno?

88. Is your phone touch screen? Why yes it is.

89. Do you normally wear your hair straight or curly? It’s naturally a little wavy so I guess wavy

90. Have you ever snuck out of your house? Nah are you kidding? I’d get killed by my mom. How do kids do that shit? No really I want to know.

91. Would you rather swim in a river, lake, or pool? Hmmmmmm probably a river

92. Have you ever made out in a car? Why yes, yes I have

93. …Had sex in a car? No girl

94. Are you single or in a relationship? I’m huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu single

95. What were you doing last night at midnight? Um on tumblr just scrollin

96. When’s the last time you saw fireworks? Driving to my apartment! I saw the Disney fireworks ha.

97. Do you like the camera on your phone? Yeah I love it, it’s great.

98. Have you ever had a friend with benefits? Umm…. Yes, yes I have. Heh.

99. Have you ever passed out from drinking? No, but there was this one time I drank so much that I started crying in this random guys lap because I was mad the room wouldn’t stop moving. Good times.

100. Are you friends with people on facebook that you actually hate? Honestly idk I don’t even use facebook

101. Have you ever had a pregnancy scare? God no, and I hope I never do pls god hear my prayer

102. Name your favorite Kesha song: Um gotta be Blow, I love that song

103. Do you have any tan lines right now? Omg I have flip flop tan lines don’t judge me

104. Would you ever wear cowboy boots with shorts? Hell yeah. Yee haw mother fuckers.

#le ask

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ruffoverthinksthings · 7 years

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Can you do Cheddie or BenxJordan for the ship meme? Idk where you find the list exactly, but here are questions I see often around the Internet. Who accidentally pushes instead of pulling? Who falls asleep last, watching the other with a smile? Who is physically stronger? Emotionally? Who starts the pillow fights? Who starts the tickle fights? Who comes up with cheesy pick up lines? Who boasts about the other? Who gets jealous? Who hogs blanket? Thx!

This is what I found as there’s SO MANY OF THEM. I also didsomething very different, hope you don’t mind. 1-9 of 30 for now,ask again for the rest in this style, or in the usual simple answersthan what I did, if you’d like.

1.Who is the most affectionate?:

“Good morning, my queen,” Chad said as he wrapped his armsaround Freddie, gave her a kiss on the top of her head. “Makingmore shrunken heads today?” he asked as he looked over her shoulderand at her cauldron.

Freddie chuckled and blushed. “Believe it or not, it’sactually for a catering job; Carlos is having a horror movie marathonand wants the food to be as gooey and messy as the flicks.”

“Well I’m sure you’ll have them screaming indelight,” Chad said. “These hands of yours are magic”.

Freddie scoffed. “Flirt.”

“Want me to stop?”

“Hell no.”

2.Big spoon/Little spoon?:

It felt weird to be cuddling just for fun, not because it wasfreezing, because that’s what her current boyfriend wanted in tradefor keeping her around, or because he was paranoid that she’d sneakaround and steal his stuff, so he’d make it as difficult aspossible for her to get up in the middle of night and do just that.

As Freddie felt Chad’s strong, muscular arms wrapped tightaround her waist, his warm, steady breath on the back of her head,every inch of her body perfectly fitted against his, she had toadmit:

It was a good kind of weird.

3.Most common argument?:

“Chad, I swear if you make another literature referencewhile we’re kissing or fucking, I will permanently exile tothe couch.”

“Aww, where’s your sense of humour, Fred?”

“It died when you quoted the first lines of Dante’s Infernowhile you were going down on me.”

((They do have much more serious arguments, but that’s forlater.))

4.Favorite non-sexual activity?:

“I can’t believe you’ve never tried braiding all thisbeautiful hair of yours,” Chad said as he did just that.“Especially since keep growing it so long!”

“Yeah, well it wasn’t so much a choice, as much as I couldn’tafford to waste my knives’ sharpness on cutting my hair,” Freddiereplied as she sat still, watched her boyfriend’s deftly fingerswork through her dark locks.

“Well all that ends now! Short, long, hell, even bald, just saythe word and I’ll point you to exactly the stylist you needto get your hair however you want it.”

Freddie frowned. “I don’t know, Chad--I’ve been wearing myhair long for all my life... what if I don’t look good withanything other than this?”

Chad smiled warmly at her. “Freddie, it’s you: you alwayslook good.”

((There’s also baking, but I did that already.))

5.Who is most likely to carry the other?:

Never let it be said that Chad Charming didn’t know how to makean entrance.

Trumpets. Song birds and a fucking angelic choir. And of course,to top it all off, the front door burst open with suitably dramaticlight, before Chad himself rode into their living room on the back ofa white horse, though the only thing shining about him was his smile.

Freddie had seen it happen hundreds of times, yet every singleinstance, she could only stop, stare, and try to wrap her head aroundthe fact that this was really happening, again.

“Hail, my darling Frederica!” Chad cried in his mostover-the-top voice possible. “I return from the brutal battlefieldof the Annual Commoner’s Grievance Airing, alive, tired and alittle deaf, but still ready to perform all myhusbandly duties to you, my queen!”

He disembarked from his horse, grinned like a loon as he scoopedher up into his arms, bridal style. “Shall we?”

Freddie blushed and chuckled. “Onwards to our bedchambers, dearhusband!”

“ONWARDS!” Chad bellowed.

He turned around to the various animals and musicians he’dhired, thanked them and dismissed them, before he proudly marchedhimself and his wife into their bedroom, for a no less loud andexhausting but infinitely more pleasant couple of hours.

6.What is their favorite feature of their partner’s?:

“They can’t keep their hands off each other,” they said, andit was true.

Intertwining their fingers. Touching an arm, a shoulder, a thigh.Cuddling, snuggling, hugging.

Be they rough, scarred, and bony, agile and deft from years ofpicking pockets and locks, deft twists of the wrist, and illusionsand tricks meant to dissuade, persuade, and delude; or strong yetsoft and supple from years of strength training, horse riding, andTourney, and meticulous care with the best products you could get inAuradon, they absolutely couldn’t get enough of the other’shands.

“But why hands?” they asked.

Because if she wanted a radiant smile and rippling muscles, shecould have pulled out her phone or taken a stroll down any commercialarea in all of Auradon and look at the advertisements.

Because if he wanted a sly grin and an aura of mischief, he couldhave done the same, except the trip was down the forgotten districtsand cul-de-sacs the Islanders called their Isle away from the Isle.

But if they wanted to do more than look at them, to touch them, tohold them, to feel them, to be more than a fantasy, to know that theywere real—oh so real… well, you needed more than your eyesfor that, for sure.

7.What’s the first thing that changes when they realize theyhave feelings for the other?:

“You headed to the game this Friday?” read the messagefrom Chad.

Had this been sent yesterday—before Freddie had had the lifechanging realization that her feelings for Chad were much more thanfriendly; that she didn’t want to just hang out with him,talk with him about all the things she couldn’t even share withTiana, Tyrone, or Mama Odie, and share her puffed deliciousness justbecause she liked him that much; that she, despite everything shethought, all she knew of herself, and how the way the world works,she actually, truly fell in Love with him—she would havereplied “Yes.” almost reflexively, maybe even put in a wittycomment about when she had refused to come if she had the choice inthe matter.

Now she was staring at her phone, agonizing over it, wonderingwhat to write, typing a few letters out before she deleted them andstarted all over again. She felt so, so sorry for every personshe ever made fun of for stressing out because of a text from theircrush, for she now understood exactly what they felt.

She was interrupted by a knocking on her door. She threw her phoneonto her bed, and tossed a pillow over it—she didn’t want to seeor hear it for a long, long while—before she strode over to herdoor, and threw it open, grateful for whoever had given her the muchneeded distraction…

… Up until she realized said “whoever” was Chad.

“Hey, Fred!” Chad said, casually waving at her with one hand,the other propping himself up on the door frame.

“Chad…!” Freddie squeaked—legitimately, actually fuckingsqueaked. “What are youdoing here…?”

“Well, you haven’t beenanswering any of my texts or calls lately, so I figured I might aswell it out in person, seehow that works out. So, you coming to the game on Friday…?”

“I, uh...” Freddie began tosweat, words that used to come so easily to her suddenly sodifficult, her infamously lose and sharp tongue now tied up in knotsand useless like a drunk that had clumsily swung his fists about andknocked himself out in the process.

Chad’s face softened. “Youdon’t have to if something’s up, which I’m assuming is thecase. This isn’t going to be the last game of Tourney I’ll everplay,” he said, before he knocked on wood—just in case.

Freddie nodded, tried to saysomething but couldn’t.

“So for clarity, is this a ‘No,I won’t be going to the game on Friday?’” Chad asked.

Freddie nodded her head.

Chad smiled. “Alright. Goodnot-talk with you, Fred,” he said, before he left.

Freddie slowly, carefully closedthe door after him, before she put her back to it and slumped down tothe floor.

Evilness, she was sofucked.

8.Nicknames? & if so, how did they originate?:

“My Queen, your Highness, your majesty,” because I am yourservant, and you are the voodoo priestess who has me under her spellforevermore.

“Dear Sir Knight,” for you are my protector, he who will swoopin and kick the asses of whoever dares harm me, and save me frommyself.

“Fred,” so you’ll get annoyed and ask me to call you by yourreal, beautiful name, “Frederica.”

“Pretty Boy,” for that’s what you are, so dangerously,distractingly handsome.

9.Who worries the most?:

“You missed your Thursday session with FG yesterday, what’sup?” read Chad’s text.

Freddie sighed as she sat in her room, curled up in one corner,staring at the pillow her phone was hidden under because she justcouldn’t work up the courage to pick it up, turn it back on, readthe text and reply to Chad, tell him she couldn’t get herself outof bed, let alone drag her ass all the way to Fairy Godmother’soffice because she just couldn’t, norhyme, no reason.

Or maybe there was, and she just didn’t have enough shits tofigure it out, put words to it, find some way to be able tocommunicate all the confusing, horrible, painful feelings inside ofher to other people in ways they could understand, or at least givethem some idea of what it was that was going wrong with her now.

Knock-kno-knock-kno-knock-kno-knock-kno-knock-kno-knock-kno-knock-kno-knock-kno-knock.

Freddie didn’t look up.

“Freddie?” Chad asked. “Can I come in?”

She didn’t respond.

Chad opened the door and carefully peered. His eyes swept theroom, until he found Freddie. He stepped in, shut the door behindhim, and walked over to her. “You want to talk about it?” heasked as he sat down beside her on the floor.

Freddie shook her head.

Chad nodded, then looped his arm over her shoulder.

However little, Freddie smiled as she leaned into him, resting herhead on his chest.

No more words were said afterwards, nor did they need them.

#Descendants

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perfectly-wasted-youthhh · 7 years

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lol binch if I did it you do too, 1-100

lmaoooo spiteful, but whatevs, also mine are gonna be more boring sorry.

1: Is there a boy/girl in your life? Nope!

2: Think of the last person who hurt you; do you forgive them?

Yes in the sense that they’re in my life and I love them but I guess not fully in the sense that I’ll still feel upset sometimes.

3: What do you think of when you hear the word “meow?”

I think of cats. Like what

4: What’s something you really want right now?

To be comfy with my body so I don’t have to stress about it over the summer

5: Are you afraid of falling in love?

No, I’m more afraid of not falling in love (sorry for how fake deep that sounds but for real)

6: Do you like the beach?

Very much, it will be my main habitat over the summer hopefully

7: Have you ever slept on a couch with someone else?

Yes, at like sleepovers, with their feet in my face. Romantic haha

8: What’s the background on your cell?

Amber, it makes me homesick but I like it anyways

9: Name the last four beds you were sat on?

Mine in college, mine at home, Tu’s, and emme’s

10: Do you like your phone?

I’m very indifferent about it

11: Honestly, are things going the way you planned?

No not really, I’m very okay with it but sometimes I feel like more is expected from me and it stresses me out.

12: Who was the last person whose phone number you added to your contacts?

My chemistry lab partner sophie’s

13: Would you rather have a poodle or a Rottweiler?

Neither are my fav breed but I knew a really friendly cute rottweiler when i was a kid so that probably

14: Which hurts the most, physical or emotional pain?

As someone who is overly emotional I’d say emotional pain but I’ve never been through a physical pain that has lasted beyond a dull ache.

15: Would you rather visit a zoo or an art museum?

I’ve never been to an art museum so I’d love to go to one for the experience but a zoo is a guaranteed good time

16: Are you tired?

Mentally yes, but I can’t physically fall asleep haha

17: How long have you known your 1st phone contact?

Alex Raydan, I’ve known him since 1st grade

18: Are they a relative?

Nope

19: Would you ever consider getting back together with any of your exes?

Nah

20: When did you last talk to the last person you shared a kiss with?

tonight

21: If you knew you had the right person, would you marry them today?

I don’t think it would be necessary, but if you could guarantee they were the person I’d want to be with all my life, then yeah I suppose

22: Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?

Maybe in the right context

23: How many bracelets do you have on your wrists right now?

I have one hair tie on each wrist for balance, does that count

24: Is there a certain quote you live by?

“Don’t get mad. Don’t get even. Do better. Much better. Become so engulfed in your own success you forget it ever happened.” lmao literally just a quote I found on tumblr but I like it a lot and it makes me feel stronger so

25: What’s on your mind?

u kno I’m plannin my summer aesthetic 24/7

26: Do you have any tattoos?

No, hoping to get some soon

27: What is your favorite color?

Deep green

28: Next time you will kiss someone on the lips?

I have no idea haha, hopefully over the summer but no guarantees lmao

29: Who are you texting?

No one at the moment

30: Think to the last person you kissed, have you ever kissed them on a couch?

yes

31: Have you ever had the feeling something bad was going to happen and you were right?

yes

32: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex you can talk to?

yes, i feel pretty comfy talking to michael, darious and zany. Gettin more comfy with vincent and tu now as well

33: Do you think anyone has feelings for you?

Not particularly

34: Has anyone ever told you you have pretty eyes?

Yes, it’s always very appreciated

35: Say the last person you kissed was kissing someone right in front of you?

I’d be pretty weirded out and wish they would stop lmao

36: Were you single on Valentines Day?

Yessss

37: Are you friends with the last person you kissed?

Yes, i am

38: What do your friends call you?

Binch, dude, bb, bbygirl, aside from the typical just Nikki

39: Has anyone upset you in the last week?

Yes, but my bar for getting upset is pretty low oops

40: Have you ever cried over a text?

Yeah haha I have most of my serious conversations over text cuz I’m a lil bitch

41: Where’s your last bruise located?

Right in the center of my chest

42: What is it from?

Bra was too tight and pressed into my chest

43: Last time you wanted to be away from somewhere really bad?

Physics lecture last Tuesday when I was running on 3 hrs of sleep

44: Who was the last person you were on the phone with?

My mom

45: Do you have a favourite pair of shoes?

Yep, white sneakers

46: Do you wear hats if your having a bad hair day?

No I look considerably worse in hats

47: Would you ever go bald if it was the style?

Probably not I like my hair a lot

48: Do you make supper for your family?

No but my mom deserves it lol so I should try

49: Does your bedroom have a door?

Yes haha

50: Top 3 web-pages?

tumblr, netflix, hulu

51: Do you know anyone who hates shopping?

my mom and dad both hate it

52: Does anything on your body hurt?

Yeah I worked out yesterday so my thighs and stomach hurt

53: Are goodbyes hard for you?

Extremely, I always build them up in my head so I’m always a little underwhelmed and unsatisfied when I leave

54: What was the last beverage you spilled on yourself?

water

55: How is your hair?

It’s okay, I really need to get it cut, it’s lacking any style lmao

56: What do you usually do first in the morning?

Brushing my teeth is always first

57: Do you think two people can last forever?

Yeah I think so, but I think it involves a lot of compromise and effort

58: Think back to January 2007, were you single? hahaha yes

59: Green or purple grapes? purple for sure, the darker the better

60: When’s the next time you will give someone a BIG hug?

Probably june 15th when I say goodbye to my roommates for the summer

61: Do you wish you were somewhere else right now?

Yes, I wish I were home

62: When will be the next time you text someone?

Probably tomorrow afternoon

63: Where will you be 5 hours from now?

Sleppin

64: What were you doing at 8 this morning.

Sleppin

65: This time last year, can you remember who you liked?

Kyle

66: Is there one person in your life that can always make you smile?

Tommy melts my heart he’s precious, same with Charlotte

67: Did you kiss or hug anyone today?

no kissing, and I’m pretty sure no hugging either

68: What was your last thought before you went to bed last night?

lmao “why is no one responding to me”

69: Have you ever tried your hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end?

Yes maybe once or twice, but usually I’ve gotten what I’ve wanted out of situations so go me

70: How many windows are open on your computer?

71: How many fingers do you have?

all of them thankfully

72: What is your ringtone?

the default

73: How old will you be in 5 months?

Still 19 haha

74: Where is your Mum right now?

In vista CA no one try to find her and kill her pls

75: Why aren’t you with the person you were first in love with or almost in love?

Just wasn’t right I guess

76: Have you held hands with somebody in the past three days?

No I have not

77: Are you friends with the people you were friends with two years ago?

Yes!

78: Do you remember who you had a crush on in year 7?

Brody Barnhill

79: Is there anyone you know with the name Mike?

Pipe down Mike

80: Have you ever fallen asleep in someones arms?

Nooope

81: How many people have you liked in the past three months?

I have very fleeting interests in college, but people I’ve liked for more than a few days would be zero haha

82: Has anyone seen you in your underwear in the last 3 days?

Emme and tracy are constantly seeing me in my underwear

83: Will you talk to the person you like tonight?

Nope

84: You’re drunk and yelling at hot guys/girls out of your car window, you’re with?

Kelsey and Amber probably and both of them are telling me to fucking stop

85: If your BF/GF was into drugs would you care?

Yeah, if it was habitual use

86: What was the most eventful thing that happened last time you went to see a movie?

I almost wasn’t allowed to see Baywatch because I didn’t think it was rated R and apparently I do not look 17 and my college ID wasn’t proof enough that I was at least 18 lmao

87: Who was your last received call from?

Me mum

88: If someone gave you $1,000 to burn a butterfly over a candle, would you?

Yes

89: What is something you wish you had more of?

Money and motivation lmao

90: Have you ever trusted someone too much?

Perhaps, but it’s never been to much of an issue, just embarrassing for me sometimes

91: Do you sleep with your window open?

Yes it gets very hot in this room

92: Do you get along with girls?

Pretty much 100% of the time

93: Are you keeping a secret from someone who needs to know the truth?

Nope

94: Does sex mean love?

Nope

95: You’re locked in a room with the last person you kissed, is that a problem?

Nah, maybe a little boring after a while but that’s all

96: Have you ever kissed anyone with a lip ring?

No, I don’t know how I’d feel about it, I feel like I’d be afraid of pulling it somehow

97: Did you sleep alone this week?

All the time haha

98: Everybody has somebody that makes them happy, do you?

Yes, I do haha

99: Do you believe in love at first sight?

Not particularly, it sounds nice tho

100: Who was the last person that you pinky promise?

I think emme, she likes that kind of stuff

Hope this made you feel better Michael lmao

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Answer 1-104!

you thought i wouldn't do it1. You woke up naked next to the last person you texted, what would you say? tbh I'm trying to wake up naked next to him so???2. What’s going on between you and the last person you kissed?absolutely nothing, just friends lmao3. If your boyfriend or girlfriend was into drugs, would you care?as long as it was only like... casual use... and not something like hardcore... it's fine??4. Is your last name longer than six letters?my full name is 30 letters long ok5. Was your last kiss drunk or sober?slightly drunk, mostly sober6. Have you ever wanted to have someone but you messed it up?not really? i don't think so at least.7. What does your last received text say?its dumb8. How many times have you kissed the last person you kissed?a few times9. Where was your last kiss at?outside my house10. When is the last time you saw your sister?almost 2 years ago 11. What do you drink in the morning?decaf chai lattes12. Where did you sleep last night?briefly on my bathroom floor lmao13. Do you think relationships are hard?yes 100%14. If you could go back and change something in the past 5 months, would you?i mean maybe15. You’re locked in a room with the last person you kissed, any problems?if he tried to kiss me again yeah we would have a problem. 16. Would you rather it be sunny or rainy?rainy17. Do you know anyone with the same middle name as you?no18. Are you wearing jeans,sweatpants,or pajama pants?jeans19. Do you think you will be in a relationship 3 years from now?hopefully??20. Does anyone like you?ye21. Have you ever kissed someone with a name that starts with an S?a guy named sean kissed me once and then freaked out because he was so excited about kissing me and then we stopped talking22. Is the last person you kissed gay?nop23. Is there a person you CANNOT stand?everybody has someone they cant stand i think24. Have you ever considered getting a tattoo?i have one25. In the past week have you cried?i hurt someone's feelings and i cried about it a bunch a few days ago 26. What breed was the last dog you saw? i saw doggos fight in the sculpture garden today it was sad :c27. Do you dry off in the shower or out of the shower?out of the shower28. Have you ever kissed a football player?yes29. Do you think you’re old?YES i'm internet grandma30. Do you like text messaging?ye31. What type of day are you having?p good32. Have you ever thought about getting your nose pierced?would not look cute on me33. Do you prefer warm or cold weather?cool, cloudy weather34. Is there a person of the opposite sex who means a lot to you?yes, p important to me35. Would you prefer a relationship or a fling?i don't know36. Are you a simple or complicated person?i think i'm simple but approximately 8% of the things i do make sense to me so maybe not??37. What song are you listening to?reebok blood38. When you say you’re sorry do you mean it?usually39. Is there a girl that knows everything or almost everything about you?nope40. What made you start liking the person you like now?he cute and nice and i don't know i just like him??????41. When did you last receive a text message?45 minutes ago RIP42. What is wrong with you right now?very very sleepy43. How well do you know the last female you texted?i wan't to be better friends with her tbh44. Does anyone disgust you?u kno who u are :-)45. Would you date someone right now if they asked?maybe, if it was the right person46. Are you in a good mood right now?i'm sleepy47. Who was the last person you talked to in person?my dad48. What color shirt are you wearing?blu49. Has someone recently told you something you didn’t want to hear?people tell me things i dont want to hear all the time50. Anyone you’re giving up on?nah51. Do you hate the person you fell hardest for?i hate everyone52. Have you ever thought about giving up on someone but couldn’t?i mean yeah??53. Do you like rain? i love rain54. Do you care if your boyfriend/girlfriend drinks?nop55. Have you ever liked somebody and never told them?in my youth56. Do you like to cuddle?usually no but like.. with the right person yes57. Are you shy?incredibly58. Do you get along with girls?i'm trying to!! i'm workin on it!59. Have you dated the person you texted last? nop not as of yet60. What do you carry with you at all times?phone, keys, tiny picture of Noctis61. If you were paid 1 million dollars to spend the night in a supposed haunted house, would you?i will live there for $1,000,000 a day62. Do you think you can last in a relationship for five months?my last relationship was over 2 years???63. Think back to October, were you in a relationship?nah64. The person you like kisses you on the forehead, do you find this cute?yes very65. Did anything “cute” happen in the last week?a boy told me he liked me??66. How old are the last three people you kissed?uhhh... embarrassingly old I don't want to say x2, 2467. Would you rather pay to get your nails done or do them yourself? my nails are terrible always68. Which do you like better- Zebra print or leopard print? is it 2008 again?? i guess leopard69. Do you have any stickers on your car? i don't have a car70. Would you rather listen to Luke Bryan or Lil Wayne? holy fuck it is 200871. Blackberry, Anroid, or iPhone? these questions are from 200872. When’s the last time you had pizza from Pizza Hut? i have no idea many many months ago73. Do you like diet soda? i don't even like soda rly???74. What color are the walls in your room? hideous75. Are you 16 or older? i'm old as hell76. Do you watch Pretty Little Liars? i'm a grown ass adult woman so of course I do, yes77. Do you have a job? I need a job78. What are your initials? CAWL they almost spell crawl and it makes me mad that they dont79. Did you ever have braces? no80. Are you from the south? technically 81. What does your last status on facebook say? i don't rly use facebook i'm not gonna check82. Do you still talk to the first person you ever kissed? aha no83. Are you closer to your mom or your dad? i guess my mom?84. Have you ever done cheerleading or gymnastics? yeth85. What’s the last movie you saw in theaters? beauty and the beast86. Do you smoke? nop87. Would you rather wear heels or flip flops? heels these questions remind me of 8th grade or something i'm gonna puke88. Is your phone touch screen? i'm not an animal89. Do you normally wear your hair straight or curly? wavy90. Have you ever snuck out of your house? i snuck out of my house once after I was already 18 and had moved out of my house lmao91. Would you rather swim in a river, lake, or pool? pool92. Have you ever made out in a car? yes?93. …Had sex in a car? maybe94. Are you single or in a relationship? single95. What were you doing last night at midnight? i thought i was going to throw up so i was sitting on my bathroom floor96. When’s the last time you saw fireworks? new years i think97. Do you like the camera on your phone? it could be better98. Have you ever had a friend with benefits? not officially99. Have you ever passed out from drinking? i guess?100. Are you friends with people on facebook that you actually hate? i dont know maybe?101. Have you ever had a pregnancy scare? fuck102. Name your favorite Kesha song: your love is my drug103. Do you have any tan lines right now? i'm winter pale all over 😎104. Would you ever wear cowboy boots with shorts? i've done it before

#zaxxongallaxian #ask

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katsukiskatsudon · 7 years

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VICTUURI FICRECS

last updated: 2017-01-30

I’ve read a SHITTON so here we go,,, hope u like it

Will probably be updated semi-regularly as I continue to delve into the ao3 tag.

MULTI-CHAPTER

Maelstrom

by feelslikefire, 43682, time-loop!au

“Victor Nikiforov is poised to win gold in his fifth consecutive Grand Prix Final. He has the world at his feet, is unparalleled in the sport--right up until a snowstorm blows into Sochi, and he finds himself repeating the same day over and over and over. He stumbles over Yuuri Katsuki, and everything changes.”

I absolutely adore this one. There is a quiet and mature tone to it (even though it’s started off by a weird witch lecturing Victor). And the decriptions are so good it felt as though I was there with them. I read the first paragraph and I knew that this was going to be good.

Until My Feet Bleed and My Heart Aches

by Reiya : wip, 126945 , rivals!au

“Hatred and love are two sides of the same coin and even though everything changes, some things are still meant to be.”

Already a fandom classic, this is a monster of a fic that really handles it’s characters with love. Nothing feels unmotivated and the descriptions are so good it’s crazy. The rivalry is handled beautifully and it exceeded my expectations by a large margin. Emotions done right and very engaging(!). Worth a long and rewarding read.

Constellations (Things You Left Unsaid)

by DasWarSchonKaputt : wip, 22346, role-reversal!au, college!au

“What is Katsuki Yuuri’s greatest asset when competing? If you ask the media, they’ll tell you it’s his flair for artistry, something that shines through in his earnest, winning performances. If you ask Yuuri, he’ll tell you that it’s his coach, Celestino, and the answer will sound as fake as it is.

The truth, though, is something that Yuuri has always known. He wouldn’t be half the skater he is without his prescription for anti-anxiety medication.”

Victor as a 18-year old soon-to-be senior debutant and a master of seduction is right up my lane. Add the long hair and the unwillingness to conform to gender norms and you have perfection. Loving the articles in this fic and use of chats and social media. Cozy college au.

Are you a library book? Because I can’t stop checking you out.

by AriWrote : wip, 8183, bookstore!au

“Yuuri works at his family’s bookstore. Viktor is his favorite author. Somehow he doesn’t realize the cute stranger making eyes at in him in the self-help book section is his idol. Yuri just really wants a break.”

Just as cute and light-hearted as it seems. Phichit is an absolute darling in this and I’ve fallen so hard for Yuuri as a bookworm. Reading this was like the fic equivalent to sipping a pina colada at the beach. Like taking a vacation. Truly lovely.

SkateSquad™ groupchat

by stxmph : wip, 47122 , au

“pikachit added katsukidon, vitya, RussianTiger, Leo♫, and (gay)uanghong to the chat.

pikachit renamed the conversation “ SkateSquad™ ” (groupchat log of the skate squad)”

This fic is (almost) entirely in the style of a groupchat. It’s messy, the author is overly self indulgent and it’s often kind of inconsistent but at times so brilliantly funny it makes the flaws pale in comparison. I’ve been up laughing late at night just because I couldn’t stop reading.

I’ll Give You My Heart

by Aliis : wip, 14009, soulmate!au

“In a world where people’s hearts are displayed on their chests, broadcasting to everyone if you’re looking for your other half or you’ve found them, Victor Nikiforov was a bit of a rock star– he’s twenty seven years old and his heart is still perfectly whole.”

In a fragmented and poetic way this story is heartaching. Heartbreaking even. It follows the canon storyline somewhat (Victor is Yuuris coach etc) within this very interesting take on soulmates. One of the first fics I subscribed to on aou, which says something, doesn’t it? Over all wonderful and it’s definitely one of my favourites.

when the ice melts in the snow (that's when you'll love me)

by lilithiumwords : wip, 47179, demon!au

“Katsuki Yuuri is the worst incubus in the Underworld. Viktor Nikiforov is his human target.”

Yuuri is a demi-sexual sex demon and have never really felt desire until he gets assigned the human (or is he...) Viktor. (But don’t expect too much explicit sex. We’re seven chapters in and they still haven’t had sex yet). It works. Really well, actually. So well I stayed up way to late because I felt I needed more. My headcanon is that Yuuri is somewhere on the ace scale and I really enjoy when I find someone with the same idea?

(offer me) that Deathless Death

by melonbug : wip, 15580, curse!au

“It was the curse he and his family were fated to: Death would come for him the moment he turned eighteen, and he could only hope the flimsy wards passed down through the generations would protect him. But Death always won eventually, Death would snatch him up as he had all of his ancestors.

But somehow he wasn't what Yuuri had expected. He was a constant presence in his life, barely there. A vigilant spectator to his burgeoning skating career, a gray haired man with a soft expression who found him again and again, waiting for him to let his guard down, but becoming something more, over time.

"Don't be careless," his sister told him, but they were all careless, in the end.”

In which Yuuri learns to live with Death over his shoulder. I love the premise and its wonderfully executed. It feels ancient it feels real and the descriptions is sometimes so wellwritten its absolutely crazy.

Strawberry Bubblegum

by rightofpostponement : wip, 20455, soulmate!au, (semi)canon compliant

“Smile, skate, win. Wash, rinse, repeat. It grew so mundane, after a while. Years and years of being at the top inevitably soured the view, no matter how beautiful. Victor was tired; tired of trying to surprise people, tired of living without love, and tired of making history without anyone to share it with. It takes one night, one dance, and 16 flutes of champagne for Victor's life to be flipped on its head.”

Cuties! Lovelies! This is basically a collection of sweet, amazing, wonderful romcom cliches. They have a playful pillowfight (that grows intense u kno what i mean), Hiroko embarrases Yuuri with baby pictures. Heck, they even go go disney world! Toothrotting.

Looking for Courage

by icterine : 17035, soulmate!au, college!au

“Victor’s soul rejoices with their meeting. A fleeting attempt to steady a drunken stranger sets his heart afire. It’s all he’s ever dared to wish for. (Yuuri meets his soulmate and forgets.)”

Just as the author says, “there can never be too many soulmate aus…”. Especially if they’re all as well written as this one. The characterization in this is absolutely wonderful. The clueless Yuuri, the hopeless romantic Victor. The pacing is great and I love love love Chris (and Phichit) in this one!

a great desire to love

by lily_winterwood, 21724, body swap!au

“For some strange, inexplicable, fantastic reason, Yuuri Katsuki and Viktor Nikiforov are trading places.

Kimi no Na wa AU.”

I went into this fic having no idea what kimi no na wa even was and boy am I glad I did. I finished this in record time. Intriguing, exciting, action-packed.

The Courtesan

by haganenoheichou : wip, 25,448, courtesan!au, dystopia!au

“Viktor is the most popular Courtesan in Hasetsu House. He is beautiful, he is graceful, he is everything Yuuri has always wanted to be. Except Yuuri is an Untouchable virgin at the age of twenty-three and a universe-class klutz. What happens when Viktor takes an interest?”

This authors worldbuilding is really freaking cool! Some influences from things like ‘Memoirs of a Geisha’ mixed with a dystopian future such as ‘the Hunger Games’ (the civilians clothing and luxiurious customs) with a sci-fi setting. If you, like me, are a sucker for stuff like this (starcrossed lovers with talk of galaxies) it’s pretty awesome.

ONE SHOTS

i have my body (and you have yours)

by astoryaboutwar : 8147, soulmate!au

“Yuuri overflows with the weight of things that have been said, trembles with what remains.Their shared zeroes flicker in time, the early morning light muting the red glow to faint numbers. In the amber dawn, an idol is only just a man.

(Or: the Soulmate Timers AU where things happen out of order, secrets are kept, revelations are had, and they arrive where they need to be in the end.)”

I remember being absolutely smitten when I first read this and I still see why I described it as “words strung together to create a fucking symphony”. It’s poetic, heartbreaking, beautiful.

the lounge

by fan_nerd :13453, therapy!au

“Dr. Yuuri Katsuki is a psychiatric therapist in Detroit who specializes in alcoholism. The last person he expects to see in his chair is retired figure skater Victor Nikiforov, whom he used to idolize.

Victor is a very different man than the one who’d been subject to the constant flashes of cameras in the prime of his life. He is broken, and so terribly human.

But then, so is Yuuri.”

Strange concept maybe but executed skillfully. Cute story about two lost, middleaged, men who find eachother, Cameo by my favourite mom Yuuko as a sweet tea-drinking 40-year old.

cover story

by fan_nerd : 8210, roommates!au

“Yuuri stares down at the person standing in the doorway. The stranger hisses, “Who do you think you are, anyways?”

Quickly, before he can really think about it, Yuuri responds, “I’m Victor’s boyfriend.”

It’s a lie, but the words feel good in his mouth, and for some reason, he doesn’t want to take them back.”

Yuuri is a workaholic that needs a place to stay. Victor is the playboy looking for a roommate. The relationship is painfully gradual in this but when they do get together, oh, is it sweet.

leave the banner there

by sixpences : 2904, canon compliant

“"Victor has a crush- a full-blown, goofy-daydreaming, struggling-to-sleep-at-night crush.“

Victor pines, entertains his rinkmates, and wonders what the heck to do with himself.”

Short and sweet read. Pining Victor and fun russian rinkmates. I think I really needed Victors pov post-banquet and this helped me fill the gaps.

#yoi ficrecs #yoi fanfiction #yuri on ice fanfic #victuuri fic #victuuri ficrecs #victuuri #my post #sry for the many tags pals i just want to contribute #yuri on ice

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jooces · 7 years

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1 - Who was the last person you texted? cutie numba 1

2 - When is your birthday? sept 25

3 - Who do you want to be with right now? just me :)

4 - What sports do you play? I don’t play anymore :(

5 - Who is the first person in your contacts? my sister

6 - What is your favorite song as of the moment? been bumpin rayman brain games

7 - If you were stranded on an island, who do you wish to be with? loren

8 - What do you feel right now? a bit sluggish

9 - What chocolate is your favorite? dark

10 - How many boyfriends/girlfriends did you have? one for a very cute 2 weeks

11 - Why did you create a Tumblr account? for the blogging in 09

12 - Who is your favorite blogger? @brokendildo i love the memes and facebook thanks u

13 - Where do you want to be right now? exactly where I am :)

14 - What do you want to be in the future? successful in what i choose to pursue

15 - When was the last time you cried? Why? i laughed really hard that i cried on my date a couple of times the other night

16 - Are you happy? yes :)

17 - Who do you miss? i miss dujon already!

18 - If you were given a chance, would you like to have a different life? no

19 - What was the best thing you were given? attention

20 - Who was the last person who called you? Prince

21 - What is your favorite dish? I can’t say I have one, I miss my mom’s cooking a bit

22 - Who is your bestfriend? loren/cara/maria/aiden

23 - What is your biggest regret? keeping quiet when i should have shared my feelings

24 - Have you ever cheated on your partner? hell no

25 - Who do you spend crazy moments with? lmao kyle

26 - Name someone pretty. loren <3

27 - Who was the last person you hugged? dujon

28 - What kind of music do you listen to? chill sht

29 - Are you over your past? YES LAWD

30 - Who is the last person in your contacts? wordplay 92

31 - What kind of person do you want to date? someone tall, who knows how to make me laugh, and is cool with treating me like the queen i am <3

32 - Do you have troubles sleeping at night? no

33 - From whom was the last text message you received? cutie numba 1

34 - What do you prefer, jeans or skirt? jeans

35 - How’s your heart? full

36 - Did you ever have a girlfriend/boyfriend whose name starts with a “J”? no but I have had relations..

37 - Do you like someone as of the moment? >:) maybe

38 - What would you want to say to your latest ex-boyfriend/ex-girlfriend? what’s good homeboy

39 - Do you have any phobias? fear of heights, naturally

40 - Did you try to change for a person? yes, and it failed so fast I can’t be anyone other than me that’s just it

41 - What’s the nicest thing have you given to someone? i gave someone a big ass blade because i kno what they like, big ass blades

42 - Would you go back to your previous relationship? it was kindof a fluke

43 - Are you in a good or bad mood? good

44 - Name someone you can’t live without. loren <3

45 - Describe your dream date. he makes me laugh the entire time, doesn’t matter what we do.

46 - Describe your dream wedding. us, the close friends and family - doesn’t have to be OD, but a celebration for sure

47 - How many roses did you receive last Valentine’s? zero

48 - Have you ever been kissed? yes

49 - How long is your longest relationship? it was like 2 weeks my g

50 - Do you regret your past? no

51 - Can you do something stupid for someone else? I’ve done it

52 - Have you ever cried over someone? one time only

53 - Do you have a grudge against anyone? no, I’m working on being less bitter

54 - Are you a crybaby? no

55 - Do people praise you for your looks? they better damn my eyebrows too amazing

56 - Did you fall for someone you shouldn’t? yes! asshole! we’re cool

57 - Have you ever done something bad but you don’t regret? yes

58 - Do you like getting hurt? no, unless it’s a sexual thing

59 - Does anyone hate you? who gives af

60 - Did you slap anyone whose name starts with an “R”? lmao no

61 - What hair color do you prefer? no preference

62 - If you can change anything about yourself, what is it? ?QUE im flawless

63 - Do you love someone as of the moment? i love a lot of someones, romantically speaking - no

64 - Have you ever thought of killing yourself? i remember having a stint in college but i threw out the drugs and not myself

65 - Do you have issues with somebody in your school? lol im done w school

66 - Can you live without internet? no, it’s part of my day job

67 - What’s the song that remind you of your special someone? can’t say i have one - This Must Be The Place always makes me think of cute boys tho

68 - Are you good at holding back your tears? yes

69 - Are you a crybaby? no (repeat question)

70 - Have you ever experienced being hysterical? yes lmao @ my siblings

71 - Are you a KPOP fan? no

72 - Do you study hard? “yes”

73 - Have you ever sacrificed something important to you for someone you love? yes

74 - Did you ever had a kiss under the moonlight? yes (aw thank u friend)

75 - Have you ever ridden a boat? yes

76 - Did you have an accident last year? not that i remember

77 - What kind of person are you? a kind one, and a sarcastic one

78 - Have you ever thought of killing someone? no

79 - Have you ever been jealous? yes

80 - How can you prove your love to someone? i start by giving them attention, that’s more than i can say for many people

81 - What are you thinking right now? how the workday is almost over

82 - Who is the 6th person in your contacts? WERDS AIDS

83 - Do you have any memories you want to erase? no

84 - Have you been hurt so bad that you can’t find words to explain how you feel? no

85 - Did you ever badmouth someone? yes, fuck em

86 - Have you ever had an argument with someone? yes

87 - Do you have trust issues? no

88 - Are you broken-hearted? no

89 - Who’s the person who first comes to your mind when someone mentions “love”? cute boy numba 2

90 - Do you think all the pain is worth it? it is

91 - Do you believe in the phrase “If it’s meant to be, it will be”? yes

92 - Who do you want to marry? i don’t know

93 - Do you believe in destiny? no

94 - Have you ever thought “I already found my soulmate”? yes

95 - How do you look right now? cute

96 - Do you believe that first true love never dies? no

97 - Have you found your true love? i don’t know

98 - What should you be doing right now? work lol

99 - Name one of your ex-boyfriends/ex-girlfriends. chris <3 aw

100 - Did you ever feel like you’re not good enough? never that

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