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goldtippedfeathers · 3 months

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‎♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧ Establishing a sleep schedule‎ ♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧

hello my little feathers <3

i thought that was a cute nickname lmao but bear with me. i’m going through a phase. regardless, someone has got to teach y’all how to sleep since we all know your sleep routine is so whack, the morning birds are your lullabies. i get it— you’re convinced your circadian rhythm is non-existent. i did too. then i visited an OT who gave me a wake up call. in reality, it is very uncommon to have a genuine disorder regarding your circadian rhythm. which means all your nocturnal habits? those are all you, bbgirl. you can choose to be embarrassed about it and accept your life as an owl, or you can finally get some beauty sleep and address those eye bags.

here are the tips that helped me personally go from sleeping late at night/early in the morning and only getting 3 hours of sleep a night to now consistently getting 8 hours of sleep a night.

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𓆰𓆩♡𓆪𓆰 pick a wake up time 𓆰𓆩♡𓆪𓆰

this is the most important part of this advice column. seriously. you could stop reading after this.

setting a wake time doesn’t mean, “oh, ideally, i’d like to wake up at this time, but when my alarm goes off, i’ll snooze for a couple more minutes because ugh, baby steps amrite?”

no.

it means once that alarm goes off, you are UP. whether you have to drag yourself, roll yourself, or cry yourself out of bed, GET. OUT. OF. BED.

you cannot compromise with this wake up time, even if the night before, you stayed up until 5 am. If you set your wake up time to 6 am, you better learn to function with 1 hour of sleep because these are the consequences of your actions.

while it may seem counterintuitive to sabotage your sleep schedule by denying yourself those extra minutes or hours to catch up, sleep deprivation is the most common tactic used to reset and stabilize a person’s disorder sleeping patterns. the entire rationale behind this is to push your body to a point of desperation (lol it sounded so much less cruel when my OT said it) so it’ll want to sleep earlier. you’re trying to tire yourself out so the moment you’re allowed to sleep (we’ll get to that in a second), paired with the rest of the tips in this list, you’re knocking out immediately.

so find a time that you ideally want to naturally wake up at. for me, it’s 7:30 am since i work a 9-5, but you could go earlier or later than this. whatever works for you. just be prepared to commit to it because you have to commit to it.

𓆰𓆩♡𓆪𓆰 making your environment a ‘sleep-only’ zone 𓆰𓆩♡𓆪𓆰

this is a shoutout to all the girlies who live out of their bed. stop that.

yes, it is comfy. yes, it is nice to snuggle there and read a book, or scroll on your phone, or watch netflix, or do your homework, or whatever other jazz you’re getting up to. but there are two purposes for your bed: sleep and s3x. if you’re not doing either, you’re not allowed in there.

i like to think of my room as different zones. my desk is my work-zone. the open space i have where my weights are is my stretching/workout zone. my closet is my dressing-zone. and i use other parts of the house as my eating-zones, my reading-zones, my hygiene-zones, etc.

my bed is my sleeping zone. which means that place is sacred and only meant for sleeping. no outside clothes on the bed. no lounging on the bed. not even to flop down when i’m exhausted from a long day at work or workout. if i am that tired, i can stretch, or i can find a couch. or, i can undress myself from my outside clothes into my nightwear and sleep. but the bed is for sleeping. that’s it.

this tip actually helped me beyond sleep, because establishing these zones skyrocketed my productivity. it essentially helped my brain zero in on the task i intended to complete without distractions, because why else would i be at my desk if not to write or do work? my desk isn’t for eating. my bed especially isn’t. so food isn’t in my room, and therefore the only logical thing to do in that zone is what it is meant for.

your mindset is equally as important as your environment. pairing these two together is what will help you at the end of the night, when you’re ready for bed, to hit the hay the moment your head touches that pillow. because your brain has already been preparing for sleep. it knew the moment you started getting ready for bed.

𓆰𓆩♡𓆪𓆰 night routines 𓆰𓆩♡𓆪𓆰

this is your time to be in your aesthetic, vanilla girl era. read a couple of pages of your book, drink an herbal (uncaffeinated) tea (except beware if you have a small bladder like me to not do this lmao), wash your face, comb your hair, get into your nighties, wrap your hair in whatever protective style you like, and then get under your covers for a night of restfulness. your routine is you time. no thoughts about tomorrow. no to-do lists. no last minute tasks. its your time to unwind. if you need a candle to do it, if washing your face isn’t enough and you need a shower— however your routine looks, cater it to whatever will help you feel relaxes and mellow by the end of it, so you are head empty by the time those covers are over your body.

𓆰𓆩♡𓆪𓆰 helpful tools 𓆰𓆩♡𓆪𓆰

here’s a list of things that may or may not help you with your sleeping journey!

weighted blanket: helps your nervous system enter into a state of rest (parasympathetic nervous system activation). known as pressure therapy, and typically used to help alleviate symptoms of anxiety (increased heart rate, muscle tension, racing thoughts, etc)

heated blanket: for people who get cold easily— as opposed to layering up in constrictive layers, this is a nice way to snuggle and feel warm

silk eye mask: helps block out light. similarly, you can also get a complete black-out eye mask

silk bonnet: especially for the curly hair girlies out there— you guys already know. its such a protective way to keep your hair out of your face at night and nourish it while you rest. 10/10 recommend

blackout curtains: helps block out outdoor light

sunrise lamp: for gloomy days, in order to support a healthy circadian rhythm, exposure to sunlight helps regulate the body’s fluctuation of melatonin, making it easier to wake up. essentially, dark = more melatonin (which is why winters feel sleepier because of the shorter days), and light = less melatonin production

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okay, that’s it! sleep well, little feathers <3

#wellness #sleep #night routine #holistic #holisticwellness #girlblog #clean girl #becoming that girl #it girl #vanilla girl #that girl #pinterest #aesthetic

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wifeofnatasharomanoff · 1 year

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We Did It <3

Series Masterlist

Warnings: fluff, pregant!reader for a few parts, nothing sad or whateverrr

Words: 1,000

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x f!reader

Summary: flashback from “Say Yes To Me” where reader has their 2nd baby with Natasha <3

A/N: the amount of cute baby pictures i found on pinterest i want one sm @lovsalvatore knows how i feel

“Babe I'm home!” with the sound of your wife's voice, you walked into the living room with a sleeping Alex in your arms. “Welcome home darling!” her smile brightens when you enter the room. “I missed you Natty..” you kiss her cheek. “I missed you more.” she whispers, leaning down to kiss the sleeping boy's forehead.

She places gentle hands on your stomach, “How's our little one hm?” she asks as she lightly kisses your belly. “Yeah, she's really taking her time in there.” you groan, looking down at your baby bump. The due date was almost a week ago, but here you are, still waiting for your baby to pop out any day now. She sighs, “I know detka.. sooner or later she'll be here.” she reassures you, and kisses your neck softly.

“What do ya say? We put Alex to bed, and then go to bed too? Or we can watch a movie if you want?” you smile at her, “Okayy.. that seems fun.”

After the two of you put the child to sleep, you both go into your bedroom. “Ugh, I'm so tired..” you flop on the bed, lying down on your back. Natasha sat down next to you, pulling your head onto her lap. “Hi baby.” she smiles, looking down at you as she soothingly runs her fingers through your hair. “Hi.” you giggle, burying your face into her lap. “Hey! Don't be shy kotenok.” you peek up at her from her lap. “I'm not shy Tasha!” she smirks, “Yeah sure.”

A few minutes later the two of you lie, sound asleep, in bed. Your back against her chest, and her strong arms wrapped around your body. The light breeze from the fan, soft breathing in the quiet room. You slowly blink your eyes open in discomfort, “Nat?” you groan, rubbing your eyes as you awaken. She wakes up at your words, taking her arms off of you. “Yeah? What is it?” her voice raspy as she had just woken up.

“I think my water broke.” you whisper, causing her to jolt up off the pillows. “What?” you bring a finger to her lips, “Shh.. you're too loud Alex might wake up, it's 2 AM.” she gets out of bed, “Are you sure?” she asked. You nod your head, “Yeah.” she grabs the already made baby bag and her car keys.

“You need me to help you up detka?” she walks over to you, grasping your hands as she pulls you off of the bed. “I can get Alex–” you say, “No. Get in the car and wait for me, I'll bring Alex.” you huff, “Fine.” you waddle out of the bedroom and walk outside the house, Natasha unlocks the car. Hearing the car doors click open, you get into the passengers seat.

“What's taking them so long..” you whisper to yourself. “Oh fuck—” you clutch the car seat, letting out a scream when you feel a contraction coming. You hear the back doors of the car open and look up in the mirror to see Natasha setting down the still asleep boy. She closes the door and gets into the driver's seat. “Moya lyubov, are you okay?” you clench your jaw, giving her a tight smile and a nod.

She drives out of the driveway and made her way to the hospital, holding onto your hand with her free one. “How– how long until we get there?” you say, your voice strained and breathing labored as you tightly squeeze on her hand after each contraction passed by. “Soon, baby. We're almost there.” she attempts to calm you down, “You– shit– said that 30 minutes ago!” you whisper-yelled at her, trying not to wake up Alex.

“I know detka, please just- we'll be there in a bit.” you glare at her before getting interrupted by a gasp. “Oh my god—” another contraction. she pulls up to the hospital's parking lot and stops the car. “Come on babe, we're here.” she ushers you out of the vehicle, picks up the toddler, and runs into the hospital building.

As soon as Natasha checks you out in a room, the nurses quickly bring you to the delivery room. “Deep breaths Mrs. Romanoff, it'll all be over soon, don't worry.” you hear the midwife say to you while you went through labor pains, not that it helped you at all.

“Shh.. kotenok I'm right here, I'm with you.” she smiles at you, squeezing your hand slightly to comfort you. “Natasha..” you manage to say, overwhelmed with the pain. “She's dilated by 9 centimeters.” one of the nurses say. “Okay, Mrs. Romanoff, you're gonna need to start pushing alright?” the midwife said as she stood in front of the hospital bed.

“Yeah‐ got it..” you mumble out, breathlessly speaking. You take deep breaths as you clutch oh, so very tightly onto your wife's hand, as if you were about to completely rip it off of her arm. The pain just worsened over the time passes, “Oh my god! Why did I even decide to have a second baby—” you scream as you pushed with every ounce of energy you had left in you.

The sounds of a newborn crying cause your hold on your wife's hand to loosen, and the doctors place the baby in your arms. “Aww.. hey sweetie.” you whisper, gently touching her tiny, fragile face. A soft smile appears on your face as the baby calms down and stops her crying.

“You did it detka, you're okay. I love you so much..” the corners of your lips perk up in a strained smile, sweat glistening from your hairline.

“We did it Natty.. we did it.” your eyes were watery with tears of joy. “Remind me to not have another mini Romanoff till this one turns 3.” the redhead chuckles, pressing her forehead to yours. “I love you so much, Natasha.”

Natasha would've done anything to go back to this time. Where everything was perfectly fine. But she can't.

#natasha romanoff x reader #natasha x reader #natasha x y/n #natasha x you #natasha romanoff #natasha romanov #natasha marvel #natasha romanoff x fem!reader

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prettydeadwriter · 15 days

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Bolin x Plus Size!Reader

a / n : in this mini HCS it's mainly just how I think he'd be with a plus size / overweight reader !! I'm personally plus size / overweight n thought this would be a sweet little treat for the other bigger people who love this dork

I will say this is kinda all over the place. it's 4:30 am, I'm sleepy and shaky bc of insomnia n this is mainly just some sweet fluff. most is just them in their relationship too :3

Let's be honest this boy will love just about anyone. doesn't matter looks as much as it does personality.

when he first meets you how you hold yourself — whether confident or shy — he takes interest!! this boy bout falls in love with you when you hug him for the first time months into the blooming friendship.

Bolin can understand insecurity. he sometimes feels he isn't enough either so if you're insecure about your chubby body, or your possibly any part of your body that you've deemed 'too big', he's very understanding and suggests talking to him about it.

he really cares, he wants to be there for you like you are for him so when he notices this insecurity he's quick to tell you he's there.

"just so you know, you can always talk to me you know?"

once you feel comfortable telling him about these insecurities — if you have them — he's listening with a caring stare and a hand on yours as he listens so intently. he never forgets what you said and always tries to pay attention to the parts you're insecure about, said parts becoming his absolute favorites when he looks at you.

if you're not insecure he doesn't mind either!!! he loves that you view yourself so well and that it doesn't affect you!! it makes him extremely happy that you're comfortable in your own skin because it means you're not struggling with this specific part. if you struggle occasionally and Bolin learns of this he's quick to come to comfort and remind you how pretty you are.

dates are fun!! he loves park dates but he prefers a nice date at home. don't get him wrong he loves going out to eat, he loves showing you off even more. but having the comfort of sitting on the couch, eating something homemade or takeout, maybe a mover is put on or you're both listening to the radio while cuddling.

Bolin himself , in my opinion , has a bit of a chub on his belly. it's more like muscle that's soft that looks like chub than actual chub/fat but still. he almost giggles if you like to play with his 'chub', even finds it affectionate when you do it and often will give you kisses in return

his favorite activity ever to do is to cook together. personally I don't think he's a great cook, ask him to cook something and it's likely a little burnt but he can boil water!! though seriously he's an ok cook, he's better at being the one to chop things up and let you cook than being the one seasoning or mixing things up.

he loves to hold you from behind with his hands holding your sides softly while he rocks you both side to side as you'd focus on cooking the meal. he'd finished prepping all the ingredients for you a couple moments ago and now continued his routine of cuddling you, rocking side to side like her always did. it was always comforting and a nice way to spend time together.

he loves to be the big spoon with you!! he loves to hold you close and softly pepper the back of your neck in kisses as he focuses on helping you fall right to sleep.

to be continued maybe :3

uhmmm this is kinda short iggg

please like + reblog if you wanna, I appreciate anything that comes my way

this'll be reposted on AO3 once I get an acc since it'll take till april 14th for me to get the invite so ugh,,

otherwise - ask to repost my works , I may be willing to officially repost them myself but yea!!

hope you all enjoyed this, good night 🫶🏻

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tiny-sassy-aggressive · 3 months

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I am living blogging my reaction to the second watch through of WDAPTEO 4 bc the first run through was so much

00:00- I screamed when I saw the notif. I was alone in the car. Just pulled up to my apt looked at my phone and screamed “ no way “ I still can’t believe we got it

00:01- hi, they are SO BEAUTIFUL I’m squealing. I cannot stop staring it’s embarassing

00:27 what’s going on here? “Nothing” my heart. The smiles

00:50 oh I am LOVING the feature wall. And fish tank reveal project??

01:00 how dare they throw THAT japhan photo up there like it’s just some example. Who the hell do they think they are- also I want that doomed hoodie :( he is snug as a bug in a rug

01:50 terror not even 2 minute in and crack

02:03 I’m sorry Dan asking Phil about TikTok stuff is precious

02:13(What is cba)

02:39 I CACKLED. Phil’s sarcastic ass omg

02:44 dans little pat

02:58 phivorce

03:05 I know the ft, they are friends of course. But seeing the messages really warms my heart. Like it’s so normal why am I emotional

03:52 of course Phil sends millions of memes

04:10 how in the fuck did Phil catch his phone what??? Ft dans face during the whole interaction.

Ad time —— 04:25. Im sorry Dan looks fucking amazing, his hair is so curled and pretty? And he looks so comfy cozy and soft??? My Dannie side is really coming out rn

04:59 handsome devil, damn straight. Love this man he’s too precious for this world

05:23 🍑

05:55 are the Brits okay??? Bone daddies?? I’m too American for this

06:30 perfectly encapsulated Dan and Phil energy

06:35 Dan saying dude scratches a weird itch in my brain

06:55 again! Totally normal to call a friend in a taxi. But this moment makes them so real in my mind like yes. Call that friend. In that taxi. Make it less awkward. Why did I like this moment so much

07:05 A PRETEND CONVO OF COURSE HE WOULD. He’s so real for that

07:34 “these are very dan and Phil”

07:42 I’m in pain. Koala content and ouch I can’t even put into words

08:44 three days without a text sounds exaggerated. Or lie. Like cmon. All those messages and convos and yall went 3 days without a word?? Sounds fake

08:58 asking what he should do for his nails!!? Again totally normal but UGH I love their friendship

09:01 also Phil coming in with a STELLAR idea, hope to see it happen

09:11 Phil’s a little shit OMG he hated the nails Dan got.

09:38: dans precious little selfies

09:44 also who tf is that that does not look like Dan

09:52 wtf do you mean that they had the same weird Swedish bakery???? 10 years apart???? WHAT THE HELL??????

10:35 fuckin nerds ft cute ft selfie

10:52 Dan in Phil’s glasses hi what the fuck? Precious. Phil loves to take photos of Dan sleeping.

11:02 jump. Scare.

11:28 PHIL CALLED HIS MOM. NURSE LESTER.

12:11 Dan stalking the ring doorbell is not something I expected?

12:20 glad to know Phil and I share that we can’t hear someone saw our name bc it’s too intimate

13:16 ordering a roast dinner is so cute idk why

13:35 jump. Scare.

14:26 I hate them :( i so long for what they have

15:04 they didn’t see death note the musical!! Haters!!!!

15:20 HOT

16:00 Phil papping Dan>>>>>>

16:20 I rewatched this part so many times. Thsi entire sequence. This whole. Dare i say SCENE. Disgustingly familiar. Disgustingly cute. I- karaoke game???? What??? It was for them

17:06 omatone :(

18:22 hot? Worrying? Hmm???

18:45 Phil is so dramatic I love him

19:01 genre to dinner? I don’t get them

19:10 DAAAAAN AHHHHH

19:20 SCRIPTS AH???????3@2/9/@/9@22929 more writer Dan

20:17 this is so familiar

20:50 this has “would you still love me if I was a worm” energy? Can’t explain

22:53 “we dan and phil-ed it” we have to steal that! Asap’

23:24 when Dan sits up he is soooo much taller than Phil but he constantly slumps down and looks up to Phil. It’s very cute to watch.

24:30 oh they are fully embracing the joint channel and slowly moving away from gaming and honestly. I’m alright with it. They look so happy

Guys this was too much. So I just started reading fanfic and these conversations were right out of what I’ve been reading which is very odd tbh? But we were fed. This was amazing content and I can’t wait to see what the writers do with this. Cheers

#amazingphil #dan and phil #daniel howell #phil lester #dnp #philip lester #dan howell #danisnotonfire #dan and phil renaissance #Daniel and Philip #Daniel Howell and Philip Lester #Wdapteo 2023

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tetsurinsblog · 2 years

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I Love You

suna drabble warnings : kissing; not proofread hehe

You were woken up by a familiar ringtone, which hasn’t been heard in while, at least for a week now.

Shuffling in your bed, you swear subconsciously to kill this particular person whoever they were, who even had the audacity to ruin the perfect sleep you got after pulling all nighters for the past week for assignments and some other reasons.

“Hello?”, you greet them a curse inside your head.

“Open the door.” he grogs on the other side.

~Pause.

The voice on the other side seemed to pull you back to life, from all autopiloting thoughts that’s been directing to all the work you’ve doing for the past some days.

“Rin?”

“Open the door, baby, I’m freezinmmg.” His voice trembled enough to let you hear even his sulk through the phone.

“Rin, it’s 3 am, for God’s sake.” Your voice sounded mad, as Suna cringes but all the extra noises of you shuffling and your fast, almost running steps said otherwise.

You opened the door, and the big man as if he would die if he didn’t do it, slumps all his weight all over you, in the most dramatic way, his head nuzzling all it’s way to your crook and kissing your skin softly.

“Ugh, you’re heavy, idiot.” You protest. “And why are you even here? Did you forget-”, you tried to remind him, the truth, the reason why he shouldn’t be in your arms tonight.

“No-, don’t say it.” Suna sulks even more. He nuzzles even more harshly, and pushing you enough you lose your balance and and let your back fall on the couch behind you. But before you could say anything, or even throw a knife or a glass at his face(which ofc he knows you won’t),Suna lifted his face and pulled you in for a kiss.

He kisses you, almost as if he’s gonna die if he didn’t do it now. He’s missed you so fucking much, and after the small fight you had with him(yea SMALL fight, yea in uppercase, bc it wasn’t actually small at all), and you started not picking up his calls and never returned his texts, he did some “making up his mind” according to the twins, and now he’s here to make it up to you.

His tongue follows yours as you try break the kiss, now Suna seemed like he’s almost about to swallow your face whole if you didn’t give in, so after some 30 seconds of playing tag, your tongue finally allows his to entangle on yours together.

The kiss is loud, and sloppy, the sound rings the whole neighbourhood. Your lips tear off his, for a millisecond to take a breather , but he comes back in for another round.

You push him off, after God knows how many decades has passed, but he pulls you in for a hug. A tight one at that.

“Rin, are you trying to kill me today? You’re not letting me breathe. And what are you doing here?”

“I love you.” He blurts.

And that puts everything at halt again.

You wonder how this six foot tall man even answers in actual exams, because that answer he gave, was a whole180 degrees turn from the question you just asked him. But then again, it’s Suna Rintaro. It’s your man. He doesn’t know the shit he puts you through,but he loves you. It’s evident without any proof. It’s like an axiom.

“I love you.” Suna says it one more time.

He says it again. And you seem to get what he’s trying to say.

“I love you-”

“I love you too, Rin. Alright? Can we go back to bed now? Hm?”

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hearts-4-tomkaulitz · 7 days

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BILL'S PRESPECTIVE OF STARTING TOKIO HOTEL

-am so sorry this took 2 days i had school so I was busy

-Bill is the author (the person telling the story)

-This story is Not Real but some of the parts are real

(asked for)

Anyway here it is!

It was 2001, we were 12 years old

We were going on a walk of course clumsy Tom fell in a mud hole but we ranaway anyway he was mad but he forgets about it in like 10 minutes so we didn't care really

So we wanted to create a song out of boredom now its 2005 so i forgot the song's Name either way we woke it goeorg saying"lets make a real song and publish it to the public and we did make it and its probably the reason why you know us till today [DURCH DEN MONSUN]

either way we went to sleep and guess what?

Tom was screaming crazy

God damn that kid is autistic sometimes i wonder how am i his twin brother AM THE YOUNGER ONE BY 10 MINUTES AND HE IS SO MUCH DUMBER THAN ME!

anyway I was like kid whats wrong with you Tom told me"WE ARE TOP 1 HIT IN ALTERNATIVE ROCK PLAYLIST!!!!! " gustav started crying meh that boy is the most sensitive no wonder why he is so left out

TOM:COMING FROM THE VOCALIST

BILL:SHUT UP!

Anyway i said back to sleep goodnight

Georg said"ITS 11 AM BILL! "

I didn't care anyway i slept

He said ITS CONCERT TIME

ugh that is the 5th concert we did only for 1 song, tom forgot his toothbrush at Berlin where we originally lived We bought a new one anyway, we came back at 3 am and fell asleep

TIME SKIP

2 years later

Wait for the people who are confused am talking right now in 2005 but 1 year later is 2003 so this happend 2 years ago, back to the story,we were 14 i have a cutie patotie picture of tom

He is ugly, oh right he is my twin-

Anyway gustav said GUYS MY AUNTIES DOG DIED

Tom and gustav always fight for no reason also i said guys i hear from georg's room music Gustav said lets go check

He is so greedy he said i need my own room while me tom and gustav share one room anyway-

We went to his room and found him listening to pop music

THAT TRAITOR!

Tom Screaming and singing with him

At this point am ashamed that rat is my twin brother, am i the only one in this band that like rock music actually?

Either way i wanna time skip my mouth hurts💔

So Gustav almost got in a car cras-

Gustav:SHUT UP BILL

Ugh fine.

2 Years Later

Tom woke up again screaming because WE HAVE A TOUR so all of us freaked out ITS 2 PM the tour starts at 1:45 pm WE ARE 15 MINUTES LATE Tom said "SAY DANKE" (Thank you in german)

We said fine and anyway we packed suitcases and went to the car and reached in 30 minutes better than an hour i feel bad for the people who are waiting-

So then we started by the way this is how the picture in the newspaper looked like

It was for the album schrei! Noway we did like 12 songs in 4 years

Oh wait that alot of time-

Anyway its 4 am i need to get some sleep we have a interview tomorrow well today since its 4 am its counted the next day-

BYE!

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Now bill isn't talking anymore -

Hope you guys enjoyed this story!

And i got what you meant in the request -

Anyway byeee pookiess!!

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familyvideostevie · 2 years

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Hey! I don't know if this counts as 🌽 but I wanted to request one with Steve based on you are in love by taylor swift, you can choose the phrase or just the song in general and anyway I've been binging your masterlist and I am in love with it <3

this totally counts my sweet thank you!! this song is so sweet like UGH! my favorite part of this song has always been "One night he wakes/Strange look on his face/Pauses, then says/You're my best friend". anyway, thank you for your kind words <3 i hope you like this! fem!reader and fluff __

"Shit."

You're woken up by a soft curse followed by a not-so-soft thud. The bedroom is dark and it feels like you've been asleep for mere minutes.

"Steve?" you whisper. You know it's him -- you're in his room, after all -- but it doesn't hurt to check.

"Yeah," he murmurs back. "Sorry for waking you. Can I turn on a light now?" You reach for your bedside table and find your lamp. The warm glow makes you squint and yawn, but at least now you can see him. He looks guilty but his expression is fond, his belt is undone and he holds his shirt in his hands like he was undressing in the dark. Which, you suppose, he was.

"Hi, handsome," you say. He flushes. "What time is it?"

"12:30. Just got back." You managed to fall asleep only an hour ago. Still, you're glad to see him. Just looking at him makes you feel warm and happy.

"Kinda early, Steve. Eddie's parties usually go till 2 or 3." He just shrugs and sheds his jeans before opening drawers in search of sleep pants.

"You still feeling sick?" You were both supposed to go tonight, but you got a headache before dinner that wouldn't leave you alone. You practically forced Steve to go without you, telling him you'd just sleep it off in his room.

"Not really." You yawn, closing your eyes and stretching like a cat in his bed. When you open them he's got his sweatpants on and he stands at the edge of the bed watching you. "What?" you ask.

"You're pretty," he says. You blow a raspberry at him for his flirting. He laughs at you and goes to brush his teeth. You opt to snuggle back into the covers and let him turn off the light.

He does and gets into bed beside you, bringing his face close to yours. The expression he wears isn't one you see on him very often -- it's like he doesn't know what to say.

"Why'd you come back so early, Steve?" You reach out to trace a line down his nose.

"Missed you," he says. "Wasn't as fun without you."

"Sorry," you frown. "I wish I had just come."

"No, that's not what I'm saying." He grabs your hand and brings it to his mouth to kiss your open palm. "I always miss you when you're not there. You're my best friend. Every room is better with you in it." A lump forms in your throat at his words. Steve calls you a lot of things -- his pretty girl, his sweetheart, his baby, his girlfriend. But he's never said this to you before.

"You're my best friend, too, Steve." He smiles softly and you scoot closer so you can kiss him. You're still a little sleepy so it's a clumsy, sloppy thing, but you just have to touch him. You want to say more, you want to tell him that you love him, but you think maybe you'll save that for another time.

When you pull away you can see it written on his face: he loves you too.

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Just a Little Further 34

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Janais stands. "Come. It is time for bed. The hour is late. I shall call what residents are left here and we shall all return to the Reach. There we can plan our next steps."

"We?" I look up at Janais. She looks down her nose back at me.

"I may not be Empress anymore, but I am still a Builder. You only have what... 5 Builders in total now?"

"4 Actually."

"Oh, That's right, your prisoner is not yet a Builder."

Yet?

Raaden crosses her arms and makes a face.

"Regardless, you need all the help you can get. I shall come with you and remain a Builder and assist you in your task."

"My task?"

Janais looks at me like I'm an idiot. "Rebuilding the Empire and ruling it as is your right. You need people, you need starships, you need Builders. It is a large task, but not an impossible one. It's been done before, it can be done again."

"Wait, wait, what does this mean? Am I going to have to go out and... conquer everyone?"

Raaden sighs. "We've been over this, Empress. They're not going to see a human that can use a Commanding Voice to make anyone who is around her do anything she wants as a friend. If you want to survive, the only option is at the top."

Janais nods. "Your prisoner is wise. You should make her a Builder. She would be an excellent commander of your fleets."

Both Raaden and I blink. "What? No. I can't be Fleet Commander here. For one, there's no fleet. For two, I'm from Venus. For three, MmEmpress would never allow it. I tried to take over here."

"And you failed, but yet you live. The Empress sees value in your still. She hasn't ordered your death, she hasn't even commanded your silence. She listens when you speak, even when you tell her things she doesn't want to hear. You are more valuable than you realize Helen Raaden."

I look over at her. Maybe Janais has a point. It would have been so easy just to order her to be quiet. But, she has experience, she is very intelligent. It would be stupid to throw away such a resource. Is it really just that she was on the wrong side all this time? She is incredibly ruthless.

We could use ruthless.

Ugh. This is going to cause trouble down the line, I just know it.

"Y̸̰̚õ̶̱u̴͚͛ ̸̢̌m̸̜̎a̴̢̎y̴͇͊ ̶͇̈́c̶̩̐ą̶͘l̸̙̓l̶̙̍ ̶̮̽m̵̝̊e̴̼̋ ̵̖͋M̵͝��e̶̻̿l̴̯̅o̷̱̽d̷̹͆y̵̹͋.̴̻̑ Raaden."

Raaden snaps her head over to me and looks at me, eyes wide. "Why did you do that... Melody?"

Ava looks at me flabbergasted. "Yes, why did you do that Melody?

"Let's say that... you've earned it."

Raaden nods. "I did notice that you stopped calling me Helen after interviewing the crew. Who told you I hated that name?"

"Ginny did."

Raaden smiles gently. "Ginny is more observant than she lets on, good girl. It's not that I hate my name, I hate fake casualness. I hate when people use my first name to try and be friendly, when I don't want to be their friend and they really don't want to be mine." Raaden stood and stretched, and held out her hand. "Let's try this again. My name is Helen Raaden. Nice to meet you."

I stand and grasp the hand. "Melody Mullen. Nice to meet you too."

Omar gets up from his chair and starts walking around the room. "Okay, now that we're all best buds here, we need to figure out what we're doing. We're going to sleep here tonight, and tomorrow take everyone home? Empress Janais, how many people are left here exactly?"

Janais holds up a finger. "Builder Janais now. The only Empress here is Melody."

"Okay fine. Builder Janais, how many people are left here?"

Janais closes her eyes and for a moment looks far away. Do I look like that when I'm connecting to the Reach? Her head tips forward just a bit and her eyes snap open. "There are one hundred and twenty three people that I can feel. I think that's everyone."

"Call them here please. It may take most of the night to get them loaded safely. Tell them to bring only what they can carry. If there are precious things, we can leave them and come back. We're moving, not fleeing."

"Of course, Builder Omar." Janais closes her eyes again. "They have heard my call. They will be here shortly. Come with me, I will meet them with you and we can begin loading."

She stands and strides out of the room. Omar looks at me questioningly. I shrug. "Sure, go ahead." I appreciate him making sure I'm okay with it, but I can't think of a reason for him not to follow her lead. Omar shrugs too and hurries after her.

Starlight stands as well. "I will head back to High Line. I... am not comfortable here, I will sleep in my cabin. Good night Empress, Ava, Raaden."

Starlight walks out of the palace and it's just me, Ava and Raaden sitting at the table, alone.

Ava goes first. "Okay Raaden. It's just you and me and Melody. Why the hell are you with Venus? You know that everyone else in the galaxy thinks they're fascist assholes right? It's not a surprise?"

Helen looks down at the table. She then looks back up at Ava. "Venus is where I'm from Ava. I was raised in Regantown, I did ROTC at VPI, signed on right after graduation, majored in Leadership, the works. I've been steered towards the military from an early age. Most upper class Venusians are."

Huh, These are all things about Raaden I never knew. "Are you from a military family... Helen?"

She smiles slightly when I use her name. "Actually yes. My Dad was Rear Admiral Klein Raaden. He served for many years as part of the Inner Planet Defense Force, the IPDF. They handled the defense of the Mercury Array, Venus and Luna. Earth had their own force of course, and then from Mars out was the OPA. Dad was retired when Venus... struck out on their own. I remember being about 13 and Dad getting called back up to "serve his homeland." He... didn't think much of the Emperor at the time, or their ideals, especially around AIs. Dad had worked with and served with AIs for years. He thought AIs were fine and were probably the reason we were so successful with interstellar flight. But-" she pantomimed a salute, "-he was called to serve, and he did. Served until his dreadnought Redemption Arc was sabotaged by an OPA operative and crashed into the floating city Lavinia, destroying both. They sank into the atmosphere and lost all hands. Over one million people died."

My eyes go wide with recognition. "So your ship..."

"Was named for the incident that took my Dad, yeah." She gave me a wan smile and looked at both of us. "I was incredibly proud when I was given command of the Lavinia. It was only my second command. Nobody gets a dreadnought for their second command, that's usually an end of career thing. But 'the daughter of Klein knows what's she's doing' and so it was given to me."

"But all the anti AI rhetoric! They're sapient, have been for more than a thousand years. You must have known that stuff would have made you unpopular." Ava sounds conflicted. I wonder if she's trying to come to terms with the fact that Helen is... a person with good parts and bad parts and not just an attractive woman in a sharp uniform who she can just be labeled "bad guy" and stuck over in a corner.

She shrugged. "Well sure. That's for the folks at home. The AIs don't go to Sol much anymore. That makes it easier to make them out to be an enemy. Give the people a bad guy, and they concentrate on them and... less on you. Or the fact that Venus keeps losing ships and not getting more. They don't notice we've tried to take the Heinlein shipyards in the Earth L2 point three times now and failed every time. They don't notice how our trade deficit is eye watering. We are not self sufficient, not by a long shot. If everyone cuts off trade, we die, it's that simple."

"It's propaganda?"

"Mostly, yeah. Don't get me wrong, the Emperor hates AIs. He is absolutely convinced that they're behind every corner and are all actively plotting to overthrow him."

Okay, my turn. "What do you think about AIs, Helen?"

Her shoulders rolled gently. "I tend not to. I don't work with them, I don't interact with them. Other than the propaganda, I don't know much about them. I do worry that they'll decide we're just not worth the effort and try and take over, but the thought doesn't keep me up at night."

Raaden leans forward intently. "But what about you Melody? What do you think of them? An AI declared your captain unfit if I am remembering your story to Janais correctly. The AI, now in charge, left you here. An AI abandoned you to your fate."

I'm taken aback. "I-I-I mean, she was thinking of the mission and..."

"And what Melody? You just said that she didn't continue the mission. She went home."

Ava raises her eyebrows, surprised at herself. "Raaden... is right Melody. FarReach was scared of you. She only gave us a few minutes to grab our things. Omar and Um'reli came with me because their minds were already made up. Nobody else who was unsure got time to think about it. FarReach locked Q'ari in her cabin, declared her unfit and left."

Raaden sat back. "Sounds like you have your own reasons to not particularly care about AIs Melody."

I sigh. It feels like Ava and Helen are right, but it also feels wrong to agree with them. "It doesn't matter anywhere. There are no AIs on this side of the galaxy."

Ava gestured with her teacup. "You heard Janais, we might be all that's left on this side. We should go to the other locations she knew and see if anyone is there. If there isn't, then... well the other side of the Galaxy is where the action is." Ava looked worried. "Melody, I don't want to lose you. If the only way that you can ensure that you won't catch a sniper's bullet is to be in charge... then be in charge. I can think of worse people to rule."

"Easily" Raaden agreed. "Frankly Melody, if you're half the ruler I think you are, you'll be the best ruler that anyone alive has ever seen."

"Thanks Ava, Helen... I think. You really think I'd be a good ruler?"

Ava nods emphatically. "You're ruling over the Reach now and are doing great. Do you remember how nervous everyone was when we first showed up? Now they cheer you, and tell you about their families when we go for a walk and say hi."

"Believe me when I say, I've known Emperors Melody." Raaden looks around for something to drink, finds her tea and sniffs it. "You're a better ruler than any Emperor I know." She tosses her tea back. "Come on, I don't feel like sleeping in this mausoleum. Let's go back to High Line and sleep. We can make sure everyone is loaded up and leave tomorrow."

We stand and leave Janais' Palace for the last time.

Ava and I have a comfortable night in our cabin. It's not our rooms in the Royal Dawn, but Omar has really made an effort to make our cabin seem homey. I appreciate it. In the morning I left my cabin and almost ran into an Azurian standing in the hall. "Oh, I'm sorry, excuse me."

The Azurian looked up at me and stepped aside. "Empress."

I made my way down the hall to the Command Deck squeezing past people here and there. Thankfully, when I got there, the only people inside were Ava, Starlight and Janais. "Where's Raaden?" I walked up to Ava and bent down and gave her a hug while she was seated at a station.

"She said it was too cramped, and was going to stay in her room." Ava returned the hug quickly, but then bent back down to her terminal.

Starlight looked up at me. "Empress, this is going to be an unpleasant flight. High Line is overloaded as it is. We should get going quickly."

"Good idea Starlight. Omar, how soon can we go?"

"We're ready now. Ginny and I just finished loading everyone. It's tight, but we can do it in one trip. Actually..."

"Yes Omar?"

"Since things are so tight, and nobody wants to be onboard any longer than necessary do you want to give the wormhole generator a spin and link over?"

"Do we have the power for it?"

"Ginny says we have more than enough for a link of that distance. We could clear the Wilds and link over to the Reach in minutes."

"Okay then. I approve linking from here to Reach of the Might of Vzzx."

"Excellent. I'll let you know when we're ready for you to order it. Maybe another hour."

"We're going to use a wormhole generator?" Janais looks nervous.

Ava looks up. "They're common on our side of the Galaxy, we're using an existing design. It should be no big deal."

She is clearly trying not to look as nervous as she feels. "Then I defer to your judgement, Builder."

I spent the hour on the Command Deck. It was the only place I could have more than a meter on either side of me without risking bumping into someone. As we cruised between the Wilds and the Gate Omar came over the PA. "We have reached safe distance from the Wilds of Besmara. Empress, we can link to Reach of the Might of Vzzx on your order."

"Omar, please link us home."

"Aye Empress."

And... that was that. It was like any wormhole link back home. There was a flash of white, and we were back in the system that housed Reach of the Might of Vzzx. I let out he breath that I didn't know I was holding and...

I heard the screaming.

"What's going on? Omar?"

"It sounds like it's coming from the people from the Wilds. None of them have ever taken a wormhole link before. We forgot to tell them about the side effects."

The side effects.

When humanity developed the wormhole generators, it was discovered that about one in one hundred (now one in one thousand thanks to further refinement of the technology) for lack of a better word dies when we link.

It's not permanent at least. But those people swear they died and visited the afterlife. Usually only for a few moments, but enough people do it that it has opened up all kinds of new theological arguments that people thought were closed and gone millennia ago. It doesn't happen to me, or anyone I know, but from what I understand even when you're expecting it to happen, it can be a shock.

I look over to Janais and... she has tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Janais! Are you all right?" I rush to her side.

She turns and looks at me, wild eyed. "I saw her Empress! I saw my Aeche! She was wearing a beautiful gown and when she noticed me she smiled like a dawning star and walked towards me." Janais looked into the middle distance and continued. "She said "You have done it, just like I knew you would!" I said "Done what?" and she smiled and said "Found our salvation." and then I came back here." She chokes back a sob. "Tell me. Tell me Empress. What did I see? Did I see my Aeche waiting for me, or was is all a hallucination? Did I go to the Beyond, or was it a dream?"

I gently touch her hand. It's warm and soft in mine. "Janais... nobody knows. About one in one thousand people experiences what you just experienced. Nobody has ever been able to confirm if your soul really leaves your body, of if it's just some kind of... mirage. A side-effect of going through a hole in spacetime. People who... experience it have tried asking the people they meet, and they always get a cryptic answer, if they get one at all. In the end, everyone must decide for themselves if it's real or not."

Janais looks at me strangely. She reaches into her pocket and takes out a small handkerchief and wipes her eyes delicately. "Thank you Empress."

What? "You're welcome, but why?"

"You have enabled me to see my love again. I do not know if it is real or not, and right now I do not care. I got to see Aeche again, and she as so happy, so beautiful. If I have to wait seventy four years to see her again, it will still all be worth it." She wipes her eyes again and looks at the forward screen. "Is that the Reach?"

"It is, Janais. Shall we go home?"

She exhales, relieved. It was real. "Yes, Empress. I would like to go home. Let's build you an Empire."

Part 35

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Fluff :

1. “Hey–what’re you hiding behind your back?”

2. “All I care about is you.”

3. “Let’s just stay here–I don’t ever want to move.” ( used here )

4. “I had a nightmare … can I stay with you tonight?”

5. God, I’m so glad you’re alright.”

6. “Oh my god, I’m in love with an adult man-child.”

7. “Hold my hand.”

8. “I heard you say my name in your sleep.”

9. “Here, lay down. I’ll stay until you feel safe enough for me to go.” ( used here )

10. “You’re too sweet for me.” ( used here )

11. “Hey–it’s okay. I’m here; I’m safe. And fine–see? Everything’s alright now.” ( used here )

12. “Ow! What did I do this time?!” ( used here )

13. “You may be a jerk, but you’re my jerk.”

14. “I love you and all, but you’re really stretching your luck right now.” ( used here )

15. “Why do you have to look at me like that? It’s making me weak, please stop.”

16. “I can’t stop thinking about you.”

17. “Look at me. I love you.” ( used here )

18. “What took you so long? I missed you…” ( used here )

19. “I never thought I’d be so lucky, especially not in this lifetime.”

20. “I’m asking because I’ve seen the way you look at me.”

21. “I think I’m in love with you and I don’t know what to do.” ( used here )

22. “I fell for you without even knowing it and, jesus, does it hurt that you can’t see it.”

23. “You are more than you think of yourself. You’re everything to me.” ( used here )

24. “You’re the best thing that has, and ever will, happen to me.”

25. “I think you need to tell me the truth about how you feel towards me.”

26. “You keep saying that we’re friends but you look at me for a moment too long for that to be true.” ( used here )

27. “I would honestly die before I let anything happen to you.”

28. “You’re the only person I’ve ever actually wanted to spent the rest of my life with.”

29. “Please come home, this doesn’t feel right.”

30. “Are you awake? Oh my god I was so worried, holy shit I thought I was going to lose you.”

31. “Don’t think about anything. Just tell me that you love me and hold me tighter.”

32. “I know you think we aren’t right for each other, but we’ve run into each other too many times for you to tell me that this isn’t fate.” ( used here )

33. “Don’t blame it on the alcohol, you tasted like you wanted me.”

34. “You keep that photo of us in your wallet?” ( used here )

35. “If anything happens to me, remember that I’ll always love you.” ( used here )

36. “Don’t pretend that you don’t feel the same way.”

37. “They told me that you’d break my heart but, holy shit, they never said it’d feel like this.”

38. “Don’t act innocent, you had me pinned underneath you 5 minutes ago.” ( used here )

39. “I just want you to be happy, even if your happiness doesn’t include me, I just want you happy.”

40. “You don’t know half of the things you do to me.” ( used here )

41. “I love how you look in my shirt.”

42. “You’re unbelievable cute when you’re tired.”

43. “I am so proud of you.”

44. “Are you jealous? That’s cute."

45. “Oh, God. We’re one of those couples, aren’t we? Ugh–I hate us!”

46. “Shut up and kiss me, you idiot.”

47. “Dance with me! C’mon, it’ll be fun!”

48. “Did you seriously just climb through my window?”

49. “I’ll catch you–trust me! … So I dropped you one time–we don’t have the time to argue about this!”

50. “I love you. Never forget that, okay?” ( used here )

Angst ;

51. “Please, just stay a little longer.” ( used here )

52. “Am I going to die?”

53. “Why won’t you admit it!”

54. “Please don’t cry.” ( used here )

55. “I would’ve died for you.”

56. “You almost died! And for what?”

57. “I’m just tired of this. I’m tired of it all.”

58. “Don’t look at me like that, I don’t want pity.”

59. “I wish I could fix this.”

60. “You hurt me and I still trusted you.”

61. “Don’t be sorry, it was no ones fault.”

62. “I’ve spent all this time wondering and worrying about you. You didn’t think of me once?”

63. “You’re angry with me, I know.”

64. “I know, but you didn’t have to use her like that!”

65. “You know I wouldn’t call unless I was in pain.”

66. “We can start over. I’ll do anything, everything can be perfect. Just please don’t leave me.”

67. “You could’ve told me, or helped me! Anything other than what you actually did!”

68. “The only thing I can do is love you!”

69. “There hasn’t been a day I didn’t think of you and it’s starting to hurt.”

70. “I don’t want anyone besides you.” ( used here )

71. “I haven’t stopped crying since Thursday. It’s pathetic.”

72. “It was a mistake and I know I can never fix this.”

73. “I hope it hurts to think of me.”

74. “Don’t make me fall in love again.”

75. “I thought I didn’t miss you, but then I saw your photo.”

76. “I don’t know how to love someone without hurting them.”

77. “I just wanted to see you one last time.”

78. “Hold me. Don’t ever let go.” ( used here )

79. “I came here to apologize.”

80. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”

81. “Please don’t abandon me–not like everyone else.”

82. “Why would you do something like this?!”

83. “Why do you do this to yourself?”

84. “It’s always been you. It will always be you.”

85. “I’ve seen how much you really care–don’t pretend like you don’t.” ( used here )

86. “You could have died! I could have lost you!”

87. “I don’t know if you’ll ever be able to understand just how much I love you.”

88. “Do you ever think about me?”

89. “I’m sorry. None of this should have ever happened–this is all my fault.”

90. “It was always you. No matter how many times I disagreed, it was always you.”

91. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner.”

92. “This is all your fault.”

93. “If you walk away right now, don’t ever come back. And I mean it–ever.”

94. “I need you more than I need air.”

95. “Just hold on–you hear me? You’re not dying like this. Not here; not now!” ( used here )

96. “I’m not worthy of you. I’ll never be. You’re too good for me.”

97. “Do you think of them when you kiss me?”

98. “Just because you’re a jackass doesn’t mean I hate you." ( used here )

99. “I would die for you and not regret a thing."

100. “I love you–can’t you see that?”

Acts of love ;

101. Always giving a bite of their food

102. Gently resting their head on their shoulder when taking a picture / peeking at something. ( used here )

103. Kisses on the nose / cheek / forehead

104. Zipping / buttoning their jacket for them ( used here )

105. sidewalk rule

106. Waiting until they get to the door / get inside before driving off ( used here )

107. “Did you eat today?”

108. Softly cleaning the others face after they've eaten

109. “Wear a jacket, it's cold out." ( used here )

110. Watching a movie / playing a game the others interested in

111. Doing their makeup for them

112. “I bought you flowers." "for what?" "there has to be a reason?”

113. Keeping their favourite snacks in the house for them

114. Opening the door for them

115. Pulling their seat out for them

116. Lifting the shorter one up so they can be seen in photos.

117. Playing with their hair

118. Fixing their clothes when something is off.

enjoy! :D

- Mars <3

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Chocolate

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, semi-public sex, doin shit in a car, weed use, hotboxing, shotgunning, thigh riding, friends to lovers bc im gross, fluff at the end bc I am soft

Han x Female!reader

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Your eyes slowly opened, pupils, adjusting to the new rushing light in the room. You closed them again grunting at the fact the sun was busting through the clouds yet another day.

Would one overcast day kill us?

You brought your sheets back up over your face groaning more so at the fact that the sun was out, rather than you being awake. As if the universe was out to get you, your phone started buzzing.

“Ugh! I just want a day to myself.”

Reaching over to your bedside table, you realized your phone was not there and was actually residing on the floor. Unwillingly stretching your body down to the floor you faced your phone toward you, squinting your eyes to focus on the screen. The time was something unknown to you, due to Han’s face filling up the entire screen. Swiping across the bottom of your screen you brought your phone up to your ear.

“Hey, baby what ya doing.”

“I was sleeping so this better be good.”

“Sleeping?! Y/N, it’s 3 in the afternoon.” The last part of his sentence was almost lost within his chuckle.

Suddenly your body jolted fully awake, pushing yourself up onto your elbows and ripping your phone away from your ear. You looked at the top of the screen and it did in fact read 3:23pm.

“Well shit, I ain’t realize I slept that late. I thought it was like 11 or something.”

“That’s what you get for going to bed at 6 in the morning Y/N.”

“Oh, hush it. What was it that you called me for.”

Jest clearly evident in your tone. You had to laugh a little bit at the situation before Han spoke again.

“I was calling to see if you wanted to come to the skate park with me? We haven’t been in a while and we could get food afterward!”

Your eyebrows furrowed at the sudden change in his voice. As if he was nervous about asking you to come out with him. Which was more than confusing considering how close you two were. His words almost ran into each other and were on the verge of creating disaster. Wanting to tear through the tension and quickly end the silence you finally inhaled to speak,

“Yeah, that sounds fun! You know I can’t skate still thoug-.”

“-Then this’llbetheperfect time for me to teach you.”

“Hope you’re ready to be there all day then Hannie”

“That’s perfectly fine with me.”

“Okay, should I meet you there or-

“No, I can come pick you up.”

“Okay, could you come like around 4:30?”

“Yeah, for sure.”

“Okay, cool. I’ll see you in a few then.” “See ya!.”

Pulling the phone away from your ear you looked down at your phone and the confusion that you were pushing aside earlier had bubbled up again. He almost sounded too excited and he was running over his words more than usual.

“Maybe something is bothering him?”

You looked toward the mirror in your room, outwardly expressing your inner dialogue.

“But he sounded shy when he first asked me to hang out with him, why would he be shy? I’m probably just overthinking this, lemme go get ready.”

Finally removing yourself from your sheets, you waddled to your bathroom and was fully met with your freshly awakened form. Your hair was tousled, resembling something closer to a rat’s nest, your face puffy with sleep, and your eye bags continuing their decline. Becoming something that would never go away but in fact, get worse.

Sighing you bent over the sink and began your morning routine. Splashing cold water on your face in an attempt to remedy the puffiness and to get rid of any leftover sleep. The chill that would run down your spine because of it would surely cure the issue.

Finishing up with a minty swig of mouthwash, you stared at yourself in the mirror deciding whether or not makeup was going to be necessary. Sighing you decided to do just a little bit. Digging through your makeup drawer, you settled on just doing your eyebrows, some winged liner, and mascara.

It wouldn’t take long and you’d definitely have more than enough time to mull over what outfit you were going to wear. Finishing up in the bathroom you walked back into your room dreading the idea of staring into your closet.

Placing your hand on your hips, you clicked your tongue and mentally prepared an array of outfits. Stepping forward you grabbed your trusty ripped black jeans and found a mesh black top blending in with the rest of the black in your closet. You found your black bra laying on the ground and got to putting your clothes on. Putting on a pair of vans, you grabbed your perfume on the edge of your dresser and abandoned your room. Walking out into the living room of your apartment, you flopped into the couch and opened up your phone to check the time.

While it was only about 4:20, you saw the sun begin to hide behind the mountains. The end of the fall season showing more through the lack of daylight. Opening up Twitter, you saw Han’s name pop up on the top of your screen. Opening your message app, you saw that he texted you that he was outside.

Popping up your eyebrows, you let out a small “oh” and stood up from the couch. Texting him that you were coming, you grabbed your leather jacket off the barstool in your kitchen, grabbed your bag, and left your apartment. Checking to make sure the door was locked, you headed toward the elevators.

Walking out of the building, you saw Han’s car, and all of a sudden your heart started racing.

Why am I so nervous all of a sudden? Snap out of it.

Stepping into his car your smile was hiding your anxiety.

“Hey! It’s been too long since we’ve been like this.”

Leaning over the center console you hugged him. You could’ve sworn that when wrapped his arms around you, he sniffed a little too deeply when his face met your neck. He pulled away and finally spoke

“I know! We gotta stop doing this. You excited though?”

“Hannie I’m always excited when I’m with you.”

Your sentiment was genuine and delivery soft, but when you looked over at Han there was a different emotion scrambling to the surface. Maybe you looked at him a little weird, but you didn’t wanna press so you just turned your body to put your seatbelt on and changed the subject.

“Let’s go then! I don’t want it to be too cold when we’re out there.”

“Yeah, yeah right. Wanna hook up to the aux?”

You cocked your eyebrow and stared at him for a moment

“Are you in the mood for throwback emo, because that’s all I’ve been listening to lately.”

“Baby, you know I don’t care. I like what you listen to anyway. I’m always hearing new shit, go head and hook up.”

Scrolling down to your throwback emo playlist, you hit shuffle and stuck your phone in his cup holder. You were staring out the window enjoying the silence between the two of you. You two had been friends for so long, that sometimes it seemed that being in each other’s presence was enough to satisfy. Conversation wasn’t always needed, but you had to admit.

This beginning half of the car ride was a little itchy. Like something wanted to be said but nobody knew how to initiate the words. Air drumming to some of your favorite songs, Han was singing along to the ones you previously showed him. A smile returned to your face realizing he genuinely liked what you showed him and it wasn’t just something he said.

You saw the newer ice cream joint pop up on the right side of the road in the distance and your eyebrows raised surprised at how fast you were already coming up on the skate park. Another song ended and the few seconds of silence before the next song started was borderline deafening. You went to say something but the bell ting of “Still Into You” by Paramore began ringing through the speakers.

The initial tension in the car was released with the vibrations of the music. It wasn’t a long drive before you arrived at the park so you were enjoying the passing scenery with Han beside you. Singing along, you turned towards him dramatically acting out the lyrics.

But when our fingers interlock, can’t deny, can’t deny, you’re worth it.

Turning back towards the window, you danced your hand through the air to eventually make its way back to him. When your eyes reached him, he was lightly chuckling and a toothy grin adorning his face. When he reached a stoplight, you grabbed his hand that was resting on the center console.

Pouring dramatics into your facial expressions, you looked him dead in the eye nothing but playful intent swirling around in yours. His eyes softened. Confusion and something else that you couldn’t quite identify shadowed his previous emotion.

Cause after all this time, I’m still into you.

Pulling away from him, you truly let loose and began belting the chorus. Expressing fully with your arms. It was like you felt electricity flowing through your veins and it was the happiest you had felt in a long time. The lowered windows allowing the wind to flow through your entire being making you feel like you were floating. Han stepped on the gas once more and it was as if new life was breathed into you. You looked over at him again and it was as if you were seeing him through a new pair of lenses.

He was a different color. His aura loud and exuberent. His smile quickly becoming one of your favorite things. The way his hair flopped became something you found endearing and wanted nothing more than to card your hands through it. Even though you had done so plenty of times before, it looked softer in this moment.

He looked different and you were appreciating every second of it. The sunset let his skin glow in a way you never noticed before. It was only a moment later before the sun was completely tucked behind the mountains. A chorus of butterflies was flying through your stomach and it dawned on you what you were feeling

I think I just fell in love with my best friend.

The shock in your eyes was more than obvious but you suffocated the thought at the end of the second verse.

And to your favorite song, we sang along into the start of forever. And after all this time, I’m still into you.

When singing the second chorus, it developed a completely different meaning. Now you weren’t just singing the song to the open air to fill its silence. But rather, you were singing to the man beside you. Praying internally to every god you could imagine that he too was hearing the new subliminal you just discovered.

I should be over all the butterflies, but I’m into you.

With his car coming to slow down you realized he was pulling into a parking spot at the park. Rolling up the windows, he shifted his gear to P and he looked over at you. Fully turning his body to take a mental screenshot of this moment. You looked so beautiful. The smile on your face was a painful reminder that he was going to have to tell you his feelings sooner or later.

You made him feel like he was the only man on earth when you were with him. Nothing else mattered. It was you and him against everyone else, but he just couldn’t find the heart to tell you because the last thing he’d ever want, was to lose you. He couldn’t fathom life without the person who became his better half. He broke through the sound of the music and spoke for the first time in what seemed like forever.

“Alright let’s get going so I can at least teach you how to balance on this thing.” Again he laughed through the end of his sentence, random nerves evident in his voice while he was thinking about being able to hold you. Well teach you, but be able to hold you to make sure you wouldn’t eat shit while learning to do something that he loved to do.

“Wait! This is the best part of the song.”

Clicking out of your seatbelt, you turned your body towards him to make the lyrics more pointed than what they already were.

Some things just, some things just make sense and one of those is you and I

You pointed at him and then yourself, really trying to sell the show here and not explicitly reveal your feelings. With the windows rolled up and confidence built up from somewhere out in space, you sang your little heart out. Singing to him finally

Baby, not a day goes by that I’m not, into you!

Feeling the rhythm and emotion of the song you put your whole body into playing your aired instruments and singing to your heart’s content. Everything felt aligned and you felt that you probably made your feelings more than known to him, but you didn’t dare look over at him yet.

Little did you know, he was eating everything up that you were putting out. Any feelings resembling anything platonic were ditched forever. He was falling in love with you and this moment sold the deal in full to him. His smile was wide and genuine, eyes creasing with unbridled joy and love.

She is so beautiful.

It wasn’t anything but the truth. He was completely devoted to you. He just needed to find the courage to tell you. The song ended and you looked over at him, dramatically wiping your forehead.

“Whew! That song. I don’t what Hayley Williams put in the shit but god damn it is so good! What do you think of it? Have you listened to them before?”

He rapidly shook his head, as if he was trying to shake off the nerves before he spoke.

“No I actually don’t think I have, but after that little performance of yours I think I’ll have to check them out.”

“Okay, we are definitely having an emo day and I am going to induct you into the lifestyle I so desperately can’t get away from. I will suck you into it.”

You both started laughing and any bit of awkwardness from before was long forgotten. Opening his car door you jutted your neck out at the sudden burst of cold air that ripped through your clothes.

“God damn! It got cold so quick what the fuck.”

Finding this as a perfect opportunity to take a jab at you Han started laughing which made you turn your head around to face him.

“It’s only cold to you cause the ripped jeans you wear might as well be shorts.”

Narrowing your eyes you were clearly unenthused by his joke. Your retaliation was just mimicking his comment in a mocking tone knowing that he was right. But who could blame you, your outfit was cute! Raising his eyebrows, it looked like he suddenly was hit with an amazing idea. With the sun entering its slumber for the day and gusts of wind coming from out of nowhere he dug into his back seat.

“Get back in the car, I have an idea.”

Sliding back into your seat you shut the door and locked the car. Trying to get a glimpse at what he was digging you craned your neck over the seat, only to be met with the endless pit of black. Stretching back forward you rolled your neck to crack it. The windbreaker he was wearing scratched across the material of his seats as he moved back up to the front. He pulled out a lunch box and looked at you with wiggled eyebrows.

“We could always save the skate lessons for another day and instead we could hotbox my car and then go get your favorite food?”

Dropping your jaw in amazement you looked at him one more time.

“Jisung I swear you’re like a mind reader. I was gonna ask if I should bring my mini bong earlier but I didn’t think you’d be in the mood.”

“Y/N, we’ve been friends for how long? You should know I’m always in the mood.”

“We should probably move the car to the other end of the park though. It’s darker over there so we won’t really have to worry about anything.”

“Good call.”

Han turned his car back on and drove to the darker end of the park. For some reason, the lights never turned on on the back end of the skate park, but you guys obviously weren’t complaining. Pulling into his new space he turned his car off and opened up the lunch box that held all his necessities.

“You’re lucky I went and bought me a mini bong. I love that thing. So much better than the pipe.”

“See I told you and you didn’t want to believe me.”

Opening the container holding the bud, he looked at you, mouth open to ask a question.

“I either got sativa or a hybrid, which one do you wanna smoke?”

“Ummm, let’s do the hybrid. I’ll fuckin knock out with the sativa. Remember that one time-

“-How could I forget Y/N. It was 8pm and you were passed out on my couch. Like who falls asleep that early, you only took two hits!”

The two of you were belly laughing at the point, it felt like you were going to have abs within the next hour.

“They were some of the biggest hits I’ve taken, you dickhead and second it was full sativa, how was I supposed to survive that? If you think I’m fighting sleep ever, you got the wrong one for sure.”

Dying down your laughter, you slipped out of your leather jacket and threw it in the backseat. Your mesh top now fully on display and your boobs’ recoil being the main attraction. Han stopped packing the bowl for a moment, being totally distracted by your body, but quickly returned to what he was doing to keep from being caught.

“Okay, we’re go-oh shit! I don’t have a lighter in here”

“Hannie, I have like a whole grocery store in my backpack here, I’m pretty sure I got one. Lemme look.”

Checking in the inner pocket of your bag you found your lighter easy.

“See. God, what would you do without me?”

“I don’t know. Die, probably.”

You laughed but you didn’t realize how serious he was being. He went to pass you the bong but you held your hand out in front to stop it.

“Nuh uh, you provided the weed so you get first hit.”

His eyes narrowed but he was more than acquainted with your stubborn nature that he decided to avoid the bicker that would come if he rejected your idea. Flicking the lighter on, he lit the bud in the bowl, the water bubbling softly. Pulling the bowl from its socket he cleared the bong. Exhaling, the car filled with its haze. Han looked over at you to hand you the ceramic object. The design of it glowing in the dark of the car.

“Since when did you get new lungs. Last I remember you couldn’t catch the cough when you-”

You were cut off by Han’s coughing. Smirking, you laughed to yourself. The whole concept of your speaking too early giving you a little extra joy.

“Oh Hannie, you never change do you.”

“Shut the fuck up.”

Laughing, he handed you the lighter and you placed your lips on the top of the bong. Exhaling your air you were determined on getting as high as you could with taking the least amount of hits possible. After lighting the bowl you couldn’t quite clear the tube. Exhaling the cloud from your lungs, you finished what was slowly flowing out the top. There was a slight burn in the back of your throat from your second hit but you swallowed the urge to cough. Not brave enough to swallow your pride like that in front of him.

Starting the second bowl, Han took another hit and suddenly a grand idea struck you. You weren’t sure if it was the weed making you bolder or simply just your own drive to finally get where you wanted to be with him. Nonetheless, a different energy took over the car. Your eyelids heavy, and your mouth a little cottony, you looked over at Han and suddenly there was a pulse in your pants. Waiting till after he exhaled to make sure he wouldn’t choke on himself you let your idea be known.

“Ji, we should do a shotgun!”

If he had water in his mouth, he would’ve done a spit take. Instead, it looked as if his eyes were about to pop from his skull. Afraid that you may have moved a little too fast you quickly started to attempt to fix the situation.

“Only if you want to though! We don’thaveto do that if you don’t want to. I wouldn’t wanna make you uncom-

“-Baby. Breathe. You’re making me nervous. Let’s do it. What’s the harm in it?”

A lot.

He thought to himself. He could potentially jeopardize his relationship with you, but if you were with one bringing up the idea, maybe in fact the feelings were mutual. You on the other hand had your heart coming out of your chest. You didn’t think he’d agree so quickly, yet at the same time, you’re glad he did. This could go one of two ways and you wanted to get the hard part out of the way.

“Oh! Okay, cool! Do you wanna, like just blow it into my mouth and I’ll catch it, or do you wanna like kiss?”

Heavy air returned when you asked your question. Both of your hearts pounding unaware of each other’s effect on another. Han looked up at you and his eyes seemed darker, but still holding the softness that they always do.

“Uh, whatever you wanna do since it’s your idea.”

“Hannie I want you to be comfortable too, so you choose cause I’m fine with either.”

“Okay...um, I think if we kiss it’ll be easier and we won’t waste anything.”

“Okay! That’s what I was thinking too.”

You smiled lightly at him to let him know that you really were okay with the idea. You were nervous as hell though. There was excitement between your legs and anxiety in your head. You felt overwhelmed but in the best way possible. Watching him bend his head down to meet the bong you inhaled slowed to calm yourself.

As Han lifted the bowl from its socket you leaned on the center console to get closer to him. It felt like an eternity before he turned his head back to you, mouth full of smoke. Slowly he let his arm rest on the console, before quickly moving it you cup your cheek and bring you closer to him.

You felt your heart in your throat, your entire body feeling like it was vibrating with unhinged emotion. Both of you looked at each other for a quick second, searching for the silent confirmation that you both still wanted this. Closing the distance between your lips, Han finally placed his own on yours.

Before you could enjoy the spark you felt when your lips touched, he was blowing the smoke into your mouth. Forcing you to suck in so nothing went to waste. You relished in the moment that his mouth was on yours, unsure of whether or not this was going to go anywhere beyond this.

Regretfully pulling away from his lips, you blew the remaining smoke out in the car. A silvery haze was more than noticeable in the car. The moon slightly lit up on one side of his car making the haze very noticeable on your side.

You were beginning to feel your body feel light and your head heavy. The world around you almost seemed as if it were moving in shutters. You were facing the window after exhaling but you couldn’t help but feel the eyes boring lasers through your body.

Anxiously, you turned your body back towards Han. His eyes were heavily lidded and he was looking at you like you were a ghost. His mouth was slightly agape and his eyes were stuck somewhere between impossibility and want. Starting to get a little weirded out by his stare you put your hand on his thigh to bring him back to reality.

“Jisung, you in there? Looks like the lights are on but no one is home.”

He was silently still. Just licking his lips in response to you. He kept opening his mouth as if he was going to speak but would close it a millisecond later.

“Hannie? You bout to green out or something?’

“Do it again.”

“Huh? What do you mean?

“Kiss me again, Y/N. I told myself that I’d never let it get here, but now I’ve had you and I need it again. Please.”

With your eyes wide, you were about to question him again before he cupped both of your cheeks and pulled you to his lips once again. You squealed but the sound was muffled by your lips so lusciously pressed together. You brought your hand up to rest on his neck, but the temptation to pull at the hairs on the nape of his neck overruled your initial thought. Tangling your fingers in his locks he moaned into your mouth.

Pulling away from his mouth, you snaked your way into the backseat and stared at Han through your lashes, waiting for him to join you. His voice was darker now, a new richness swirling in his tone.

“Ugh, baby you have no idea what you’re doing to me right now.”

Watching him climb into the back, you positioned yourself on top of his lap. Rolling your hips downward, you looked back up at him when his head lulled back and he let out a small groan.

“Pretty sure I’ve got a good idea of it Jisung.”

Wrapping your arms around his neck your lips found solace on his, stuck to each other like molasses to paper. You were drunk on him. The haze of the weed in the car intensifies the emotion of it all. Grinding down into him, you were desperate for some more direct friction.

You could feel him pitching a decent sized tent in his pants and wanted to feel it for all its worth. To get your point across to Han that you needed more than just some friction and a heavy makeout, you trailed your hand down his body and palmed him through his jeans.

“Shit, baby. I’m not usually this sensitive, but fuck I can’t get enough of you.”

His hands that were once resting on your hips were now traveling up the trunk of your body. until he reached the band on your bra. Unhooking the clasps, you helped slide the straps out from underneath your shirt and he tossed your bra on the floor and palmed your breasts.

Rolling your tightened buds between his nimble fingers you moaned out at the extra stimulation. Your breath would soon be caught in your throat when he attached his mouth to one of your nipples. Rolling your head back you moaned out.

Bringing your head back to look at Han, you bent your neck down slightly to get a good look at him suckling on your breast. He looked up at you for a moment and any restraint that you had was now gone with the wind. You grabbed a bit of his hair to pull him away from your body and back to your lips. Cupping both sides of his face, your hands began to snake down to the hem of his shirt. Picking up on your hint he slipped out of his shirt throwing it up by the passenger’s seat.

When his lips found yours again, his tongue pressed against your bottom lip and you gave in immediately. Tongues not even battling for dominance but just wanting to be as close as possible to one another. You ground into him again, your arousal becoming too hard to fight.

Han broke away from your lips and began trailing kisses down your jawline until he met the crossroads where your neck and shoulder meet. Feeling the goosebumps rise on your skin, he smirked against you and began to suck lightly at your skin.

“Jisung, shit, I-I need you. Like right now.”

Han looked up at eyes, eyes blown with lust. He looked feral. His hair sticking in directions it didn’t belong. His face was warm with a blush you’d have to imagine thanks to the lack of light.

“Baby, that’s great, and I-I do too, but you got jeans on.”

“And?”

“Well, isn’t that going to be uncomfortable for you?”

You sat back away from him so you were sure he could see the disdain on your features.

“Y/N?”

“Ji.”

Eyebrows furrowed with confusion and want, he looked back at you

“Huh?”

“Watch this.”

Sliding off his lap, you moved to the seat beside him. Slipping off your vans, you threw them in the front seat so there weren’t extra obstacles in the back seat. Lifting your hips up you slid out of your jeans and let them hang over the headrest of the passenger’s seat. Letting your back rest against the door you looked back at Han, bringing one leg to rest against the seat, presenting yourself.

“See. Easy enough. Now you have perfect-

Before you could finish your sentence, Han placed his hand against your heat. Slowly beginning to draw a circle on your clothed clit.

“I don’t know if you should be the one teasing here, Baby. You’re looking a little fucked out already and I’ve barely touched you.”

“Please do.”

Rolling your hips into his hand, you gave up your act quickly. Submitting to your carnal desires. Desperation was beginning to set in quickly with his hand bringing you slowly to your first peak. But before you could reach your sweet release you heard a car door shut. Sitting up quickly you started looking through the window to see what was going on. Looking out the trunk window, you saw the car start up and the car pull out. Leaving you and Han to be the only car in the lot on this side of the park.

Exhaling, you relaxed back into your body. In your panic, you failed to hear Han fumbling with his belt and sliding his pants down to a comfortable length. You also failed to sense his presence now hovering over you.

“Okay, I think we’re…

Looking up, you were face to face again, and the arousal that was once faded came rushing in again.

“...good. Fuck, Ji, you’re so big.”

“You know Y/N, if you stop staring, you can see what I really have to offer.”

“Is that so?”

“Stop questioning Baby and find out. Now come here.”

Han pulled you up by your wrist and you straddled his lap again. His dick was so close to your entrance, that you rolled your hips against him just to feel something. The both of you moaned out at the contact. His moans were pretty; you could listen to him all day. Then he spoke

“Y/N, I know we’re kinda neck deep already, but do you want this still? I don’t want to force you into anything.”

His eyes were soft again, almost as if he were preparing for rejection. Running your hand through his locks your hands cupped his face again.

“Hannie, after all these years you’d think you’d know when I don’t want something. Guess I have to spell it out for you. Han Jisung, I want you for all that you’re worth. I want you to give me everything you have, cause all I’m ever thinking about is you.”

“Shit, really?”

“Han. When have I ever lied to you?”

“Right, right, I just can’t believe I’m hearing this right now.”

“Better believe it, because it’s real and I want you.” Han just responded with a kiss that was less urgent than the others. This one was him willing himself to you and letting his vulnerability be known. Pulling away he looked straight into your eyes as if he was staring for your soul.

“You ready then?”

“Let me-

“Wait! I don’t have a condom I don’t think.” “Ji, don’t worry about it. I’m on the pill.”

“Are you sure?” “Yes, Ji. I trust you.”

“Okay, ok~ah shit Y/N!”

You grabbed his length and rubbed it against your folds, lowering yourself onto him.

“Fucking Christ Han, you’re so big.”

Your head fell forward, landing in Han’s neck moaning out in pleasure allowing yourself to bottom out on him. When you took him in full, the moan that left his throat was beyond sinful and you wish you could’ve had it on repeat.

“Baby, stop, fuckin squeezing me like that. I’m not gonna make it long.” “I’m sorry I can’t help it, you feel so good, fuck!”

“Fuck just, holy shit you’re so tight. Just move, fuck Baby.”

And move you did. Sliding up and down on his cock was everything you could’ve imagined and more. He filled you up perfectly, his tip hitting that overly sensitive spot within you every time you slid down on him. Han brought his head forward and moved your shirt up latching himself onto your nipple, sucking and lightly biting at it. His hands were plastered on your back, desperate to keep you close to him. Holding onto as if you were going to run away as soon as he got you.

With the combination of your high and pent up arousal for each other, you felt your climax coming quickly. Squeezing your walls around him once again, Han groaned out at the unexpected tightness.

“Baby, I swear if you keep doing that I’m gonna lose my mind.”

“Jisung, I’m so close. Fuck please, cum with me.”

As if your body was trying to emphasize your point, you involuntarily squeezed around him again. Moans left you both and you buried yourself in his neck again trying to find your composure. Still bouncing on him, your high was right on the horizon. You felt your stomach heat up and the contractions of your walls were becoming uncontrollable.

“Shit, Y/N. Wh-where do you want me to-?

“-Inside me. Please cum inside me. I want to feel all of you.” “Fuck, you’re filthy.”

Speeding up your pace, Han starting fuckin up into you now intent on reaching his high with you. With your clit constantly hitting his pelvis you were at the precipice of your high faster than you’ve ever been.

“Shit, Ji I’m gonna cum! Fuck, I can’t hold it, I can’t hold it, Hannie!”

Not caring about how desperate you sounded, you were on a mission for pleasure and were just about to discover your treasure. You could tell Han was close too. His thrusts were slowing and becoming less pointed. His moans were transitioning to slight whimpers and pants.

“Shit, Y/N, baby. Cum, cum for me right now fuck!”

You squeezed around him, milking him of everything he was worth. Your hole losing all sense of control and relishing in everything he was giving you. You were about to let your volume get the best of you, so you grabbed Han’s face forcing him to swallow your cries of pleasure. Han’s hand slid up your neck and grabbed a fistful of hair, using it as leverage to pull you closer.

Your body was still spasming the after effects of your orgasm, but you felt anew. You had just found everything you were looking for and he was right in front of you. All those nights you spent wishing for someone to come into your life, and he was already there. There was a new glow on his face, a weight lifted off his shoulders and his smile was something to behold. You couldn’t help but smile back at him. You felt complete, finally in your life. Han chuckled and rubbed the sides of your torso, looking up at you.

“That was, uh pretty good, huh?” “Really good, Hannie.”

You chuckled the lightness of your friendship returning now that the elephant in your metaphorical room had been somewhat addressed.

“You know, Y/N, we don’t have to stay here all night, will you stop doing that!”

You clenched around him again, not in the right frame of mind to have him leave you yet.

“What! I just like the way you feel.”

Your voice became unusually sheepish toward the end, feeling a little shy being so honest with him.

“Don’t tell me you’re into like cockwarming and all of that shit.”

Han raised his eyebrow and you looked at him out the side of your eye, your silence telling him everything.

“You really are filthy, aren’t you.”

“Han… you really don’t even know the half of it.”

Han smiled and then sighed, deciding to let you stay in your spot on his lap.

“Speaking of which Baby, I’ve been meaning to tell you something.”

You furrowed your brow in a way to tell him to continue.

“I know there’s this unspoken rule to not fall in love with your friends, but I broke it and I broke it hard. I fell in love with my best friend and I can’t be quiet about it anymore. Y/N, I love the hell out of you and I honestly don’t know what I’d do without you. And with that being said, with the cheesiness of this night, would you be my girlfriend and allow me to take you on a proper date...and bed?”

The smile on your face was ear to ear, it felt like your face was going to break. You only had the realization a few hours ago but you’ve known within your heart for a long time that you’ve been in love with him too.

“Jisung, you never stop asking dumb questions do you? Of course, I want to be your girlfriend. I would want nothing more actually.”

“Then it’s done.”

Sealing the deal with a kiss, Han pulled away to look at you once more.

“You’re mine now.”

The both of you smiled and suddenly became aware of your reality when your stomach growled with tenacity.

“Maybe, uh, we should go get something to eat and get ourselves dressed.”

“You know, if we go to our usual spot, we can just go through the drive-thru and don’t have to fully get dressed.”

“See Y/N, what would I do without you?”

“I don’t know. Die, probably.”

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anon back from a week ago re: bbh being a messy bitch who likes drama and his ability to shape his fans opinions. still would love your take on this topic if you don't mind

i am sooo sorry omg i have the attention span of an alcoholic toddler!!!! yes ok so I don't have that many examples on hand because i'm not a library of exo content, all my bookmarks on twt are a mess ugh

but re: manipulation and what i would actually call being an expert at exploiting an atmosphere but everyone else calls being an attention whore

exhibit A: him "drunk texting" fans on bubble during exo fanmeet in april. mind you this was right in the middle of the legal battle with SM which we had no idea about at the time. fans were so emotional - first exo performance as a full group in over 3 years, baekhyun fresh off his military life, yadda yadda yadda - he was pretty drunk from the post concert dinner the group had. yet later we found out idols need to review messages THREE TIMES before sending anything on bubble lmao 😭 i'm not saying he was faking it - i'm saying even drunk he knew exactly what these texts were gonna do to the fans. he is that good at riling people up like that + preemptively digging his parasocial nails into the fandom cause he knew shit was about to hit the fan.... I love his mind

exhibit B: the most recent example and something that had me crawling up the walls. i'm not saying he faked it or that he planned to fall asleep on purpose during a livestream, i completely believe baekhyun is careless and overworked enough to do that. what makes me scream into a pillow is the way he was UNFAZED by that shit when he woke up. had his manager blowing up his phone asking him to wake up and +40k people hearing him moan in his sleep and he woke up and stayed in the livestream. FOR 30 MORE MINUTES. he laughed it off and started joking teasing people etc etc like he genuinely dgaf.

might I add this pattern of starting twitter lives early in the morning only started after the comeback which i think is very interesting. i dont think its a coincidence at all but i need to gather my thoughts on that

exhibit C: not manipulative per se but this fucking clip is so insane to me i love how the worst things happened to exo completely unprompted it's like seeing an episode of the office. anyway baekhyun taking one for the team and distracting fans with his silly little dance.. THAT'S RIGHT HE'S THE GUY THAT STEPPED UP. and i think it showcases his quick thinking and social skills perfectly cause the rest of these men were frozen in place with half their asses out but baek just took it like a champ lol. he just wants to be seen <3 and told he's done a good job <3 give him all the praises please

exhibit D: this horrible fucking live. just baekhyun as a whole in superm.... like he's not dumb he knew nctzens were eating him up and shipping him w taeyong and what did he do? he went ahead and gave them exactly what they wanted.. while wrapping taeyong around his little finger might I add. now i think irl baekhyun and taeyong aren't that close, they're like those friends from work that you genuinely like but it's not someone you would seek out outside of pretty specific social settings. but baekhyun isn't fucking stupid he knew nctzens were a segment of kpop fans he could tap into and either turn into his own fans or he could get slapped in the face by exols turning on him.

anyways this is so fucking long im sorry to ppl following me i'm on mobile and can't make a read more. no one cares about the weird things i only notice about baekhyun but yes there's more to it i just dont have links for most things... but there's not a lot of specific examples idk once you notice it you just watch content with baekhyun and it becomes pretty clear.

#asks #baekhyun

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studentbyday · 6 months

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time-blocked today bc i'm feeling so overwhelmed and while i can't accurately estimate how long a task will take no matter the planning method, in times of stress, it's easier to be slightly more realistic when i time-block vs make a to-do list (except when it comes to my wake-up times...like today i was supposed to wake up at 7:30 but i didn't sleep early enough so i moved it to 8. at 8 i went back to bed and here i am starting my day at 10 🤦🏻‍♀️) 😅 nevertheless, i hope i can finish what i need to... 🤞😣 nothing like exam season to make you feel like you have no idea how to be a good student 🙃

learning:

check and send biochem assts (i put it down for 1h and it ended up taking 50 mins - surprisingly not bad 😂) ✅

review for mol bio midterm (i put it down for 3h and it ended up taking ... 3 h and 30 mins + however many mins the breaks amount to bc i was terrible at following them...again. i'm on the 2nd half of module 2 but i can't concentrate anymore so imma continue tmr morning...it shouldn't take that long... 😬) ✅ (so y'know how i was like "mol bio is easier than biochem b/c you're just focused on a subset of it"? well. i take that back. trying to cram in 2 large module's worth of mol bio in 1 day and my brain is choking on all the molecules and mechanisms and little cofactors/residues 😅)

finish psyc ch 1/3

finish mol bio sections 1-2

self-care:

physio exercises ✅

journal ✅

D-53 DAYS TO FREEDOM: every now and then i get this inexplicable longing for *smth* that i feel is missing from my life and usually it turns out that that thing is music. i think to truly have a rejuvenating break (ugh i wish it was December already 😅), i need to switch up the balance between arts and STEM.

🎶 my day in music 🎶

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