#every time they put their wrist on the ground im just like fuck thats gotta hurt. if it doesnt now itll start soon

[strawberrybabydog]

this is a wierd question maybe but has a medical professional ever said anything at all about quadrobics?

i just know that in human pup safety courses they specifically dedicate a lot of time talking about wrist and hand injuries you can give yourself related to not playing properly and not using any wrist protection or support. MMA gloves are one of the most basic humanpup gears that they frequently stress is the Most important piece of gear you have because it's basically armor. and in humanpupplay, there is no running and jumping and parkour-type shit; youre just on the floor walking around or wrestling another dog. if its so easy to break your wrists doing that, imagine how easy it is to break your wrists with absolutely no protection whatsoever, running and jumping around?

(video from Gpup Alpha who is a humanpup educator AND doctor!)

iirc one of the entire points of the sport is to do it without protection to show off how adaptive or agile your body is. and honestly i think this is really terrible. this is a 1 way ticket to completely fucking up your wrists. again - if its easy to fuck up your wrists just by walking on your knuckles and knees, its even easier to do that when youre running and jumping and slamming your entire weight down onto your wrists without protection or support

i feel bad not having a real conclusion to this post. i want to say "go buy MMA gloves, go buy wrist support, go watch humanpup safety videos" but i am also not a medical professional and i have no idea what would work best here as protection against injury or longterm strain. maybe i'll say you should check in with a doctor before starting quadrobics and see what they recommend for wrist support because SOMETHING has to be better than forcing your entire body weight onto your hands and wrists this way (a fragile structure which has 8 bones btw!!)

be careful with your body. i dont care if you hate your body or do not identify with it. it is still a delicate machine that carries you through your life!!

#ugh every time i see vids of little pups doing quads with no wrist support i cringe its so hard to watch #every time they put their wrist on the ground im just like fuck thats gotta hurt. if it doesnt now itll start soon #like i get wrist problems from using my crutches and require wrist support for that and that is not an extreme sport!!!!!! #every time i see it i think about this video or another one gpup did about mosh safety #if it hasnt happened already its probably a matter of time before a cub wipes out and breaks their wrist and that super big mega sucks #begging. BEGGING for someone to invent a wrist/hand protection specifically for this sport. that is ideal #begging for someone popular in the quad community to consider safety #typing in quadrobics on youtube and safety is not even one of the autofills. nobody cares about this. like #i know they dont care cuz theyre not thinking about it cuz its almost exclusively pups who do this kind of thing but pleeeeaasseee #pleeeease dont fuck up your wrists before youre an adult PLEASSEEEE #alterhuman #therian #otherkin #quadrobics #Youtube

[brelione]

Protect You (JJ Maybank X Reader)

Warnings:Domestic Violence,blood

Request:Hi! can you write a jj maybank fic with prompt #10, y/n is friends with the pogues and just recently broke up with her kook boyfriend. She starts getting closer with Jj and then her ex wants to get back together, she doesn’t so he chokes her and punches her. She tries to hide it from the pogues but jj thinks the bruises on her neck are hickies and gets defensive. Y/n continues to lie but then JJ makes her cry and she tells the truth ?? (Love ur blog v much❤️💕💖)

So this isnt exactly what you wanted but I tried so I hope you still like it <3

Loose long sleeve shirts,baggy sweatpants and high top sneaks.You were limping ever so slightly,thinking that none of them had noticed.You had been alarmingly quiet and smoking weed pretty much every 20 minutes.Nobody asked you why you were acting this way.Kie had just thought you were on your period,sharing the information with the boys,You had been staying at John.B’s and refusing to go back to your house in case he showed up there.

It was somewhere around 7 in the morning when JJ woke up,going to the porch to smoke.You were already there.Your hood was up,hair in a messy know on top of your head.You had a few dark bruises on your neck,the fake metal chain you owned dangling off your neck.You were leaning on the railing,blunt between your lips and your eyes closed as you tried to calm your thoughts with the drug.The small scar on your cheekbone had become irritated as it always did when you had cried.Being in this state meant that you hadnt noticed JJ’s tall figure yet.You let out a sigh,a small cloud of white smoke leaving your mouth.JJ came up behind you quite. 

“Morning.”His voice whispered groggily.You pulled up your hood so the fabric covered your neck,the material stopping behind your bun. “Morning.”You answered quietly,wincing as his arms wrapped around your waist and his chin rested on your shoulder. “Are you okay,sunshine?”She asked.You took the blunt back between your lips,nodding slowly. “You’ve been smoking a lot lately.”He observed,sliding his hands under your hoodie and onto your hips.You grabbed his wrists tightly,pulling them off your body.He frowned.

 “What’s wrong?”He repeated his previous question,sounding more serious this time. “I dont like when people touch me.”You answered as smore crawled out of your mouth and into the air.He slid between you and the railing. “You love hugs and cuddles.You always have.Im gonna ask one more time.What’s wrong?”He asked again.Worry and anger course through his veins.He hadnt really seen sunshine in three days.He had seen (Y/N) but not his sunshine that he had known and loved since seventh grade.

You sighed,avoiding his eyes as you exhaled smoke,the cloud hitting his clothed chest.You went to take another hit but he took it from your hand,making your eyes widen. “What the hell,JJ?”You asked,tears beginning to form in your bloodshot eyes.He sighed,looking down at you.You were silent as you thought about what you could possibly say,what excuse you could make.You held the bottom of your hoodie,thinking about what you were about to do. “Don't tell anyone.If you tell anyone ill kill you.”You told him.He nodded nervously. “Im serious,not even John.B”You spoke softly,worried that someone would hear you even though you were ten feet away from the house.He nodded again.

You hesitated,pulling off the hoodie with a small hiss.His heart dropped,feeling sick.Yellow and black bruises cover your torso,scratches and scabs and cuts all over your ribs and stomach.You pulled at the drawstrings of your pants,letting them fall into the grass.Your knee cap looked out of place,a large cut across your thigh.He couldn't say anything,tears coming from his eyes as his jaw fell. “Dont cry,im fine.”You forced a grin on your face.His fists clecnched. “Who the fuck did this?”He demanded,hand going to the gun in the waistband of his jeans.You sighed,shaking your head. 

“This is why I didn't want to tell you.”You mumbled. “Dammit!What the fuck does that mean?You cant just let me fucking protect you!Ill go to fucking prison!Doesn't matter if you tell me or not ill blow that son of a bitches brain out!”He shouted as you took steps backwards.Tears were going down his face.Someone had hurt his sunshine,ruined you.No one could make bruises like that with just their fists which meant whoever done this had a weapon.

 “JJ,just listen to me.Im fine.I had an accident and it was my fault.I feel fine.Everything is fine.”You spoke softly,trying to calm him. “Bullshit!”He shouted.Pope and Kiara came down the back steps quietly,trying to figure out what was going on.Kiara screamed when she saw you,causing you to turn around and see what she was screaming for.Now JJ could see the long cut across your back,the moon shaped cuts on your neck and the little bruises all over your shoulders. 

“Kie-im fine.Im fine-just go back inside.”You squeaked out,becoming overwhelmed with everything going on.JJ held his gun tighter. “JJ look at me.Im breathing and standing.Im fine.”You spoke,voice becoming shaky as you spoke to the blonde. “Shit,(Y/N).I think you need stitches for that.”Pope stared at the deep cut.You quickly shook your head,trying to gain control over the situation again. “No-no,Pope thats stupid!Im fine.Go back inside.”You spoke desperately,tears rolling down your face and neck.

JJ looked at the bruises one more time before slamming his hand against the railing.You sand to the ground,head in your hands as John B started shouting for all of you to go to the hospital.You hadnt even noticed him come outside.Kiara was crying,Pope was about to vomit,John.B was panicking and JJ had kneeled down in front of you,trying to talk.You couldn't hear anything he was saying,any sounds except for your heart beating and your sobs.He needed you to go to the hospital,desperately trying to get through to you.He gently lifted your chin up so you’d look at him properly. “Sunshine,you need to get in the van so we can take you to the hospital.”He spoke gently,his fingers tracing lines along your temple and jawline gently. 

“Im fine.”You insisted,trying not to cough. “You’re not fine-your knee is fucking twisted,your back is slashed and youre covered in bruises!You’re not fine!”John B shouted,completely losing his cool.You huffed at the commotion,ignoring the hot tears and the pounding in your head. “You’re so fucking dramatic.”You tried pulled the hoodie from under JJ’s knee. “You cant just put your hoodie back on and pretend everything is fine.”He refused to move.You looked up at him,offering a small smile. “Everything is fine.”You repeated again.His jaw clenched.

 “What the actual fuck?Come on,you know you're not fine!You know you’re not!Just let someone help you for once in your damn life-its either you get in the van and you let us take you to the hospital or I will hunt down whoever did this and shoot them in the fucking face.What’s it gonna be?”He asked.You just shook your head,more tears coming from your eyes.Someone else always got gurt,why>Kiara slowly came up to you,kneeling down and letting you cry into her shirt.You just kept apologizing,crying.POpe ran inside,coming out with a first aid kit and a rag,yelling for John.B to get rubbing alcohol and ice. “Hey,hey you gotta let us help you.”The dark skinned boy spoke quietly,sitting by you.

You let out a loud sob,JJ bit down hard on his lip and tried not to cry too.Everything was a blur as a rag got put in your mouth while Kiara held you tight.Pope was trying to clean the slash on your back with rubbing alcohol,your screams and sobs muffled by the rag. “Guys!Give her a minute!”JJ shouted.Pope took the blood stained,alcohol drenched towel and tossed it onto the porch.Kiara slowly let go of you,allowing you to lean forward.It was unspoken as JJ opened his arms and you wrapped your arms around him as you cried until you couldn't anymore,your eyes puffy.He didn't touch you at all,not wanting to hurt you and remembering you saying that you didn't want to be touched. “Was it...was it Lucas?”He asked.You gave him a weak nod,breaths still shallow from crying so hard.His hands became fists but he tried not to get angry again for your sake.

He made quick eye contact with John.B.They would go to his house and beat the devil out of him later.He rested his head against your shoulder,kissing your collarbone lightly. “Did he hit your head?”He asked.You just held onto him tighter.What a fucking mess this was.You sighed,moving away from him. “How long has this been going on?”John.B asked,sitting down. “A couple months.”You answered,finally coming clean. “Jesus,sunny,why didn't you tell any of us?”He asked.You shrugged,wincing at the pain.

 “Thought you guys would be mad at me.”You mumbled,causing the group to go silent. “You should come inside and shower.”Kiara suggested.She held her hand out to you,you got up with a low groan as your knee made a cracking sound.You pulled your clothes out from underneath JJ,limping back inside with Kie.She turned on the shower for you while you stared at your body in the mirror. “It doesn't hurt...he didn't hit me that hard.”You ran your fingers along the bruises. “He could've killed you.”Kie reminded you. “Its fine,Kie.I bruise easy anyways.You should see Lucas,I kneed him right in the dick.”You gave her a small smile before hesitantly stepping under the hot,flowing water.

You let out a sharp squeak as the blood hit the water,coloring the floor a faded murky red. “Im going to grab you some clothes.Will you let me bandage you up later?”Kie asked.You nodded,watching the blood go down the drain and try not to get your ahir wet.You heard the door open around two minutes later,too tired to open your eyes.Everything just felt heavy. “Why didn't you tell us?”A masculine voice asked.You could identify the voice as JJ’s.You opened your eyes partly,looking over to see him leaning against the sink with clothes under one arm and a towel under the other.

 “You never asked.”Was all you could think of,hand shaking as you turned off the water.You held onto the wall for support,shocked at how weak you were.You felt JJ wrap the towel around your shoulders,holding his arm out for support.You held on tight to his for arm as his other hand went to your waist,ready to catch you if you fell.You were trembling slightly,gripping his arm so hard that it was beginning to lose color. “I've got you baby girl.Take your time.”He spoke softly.You nearly fell as you stepped onto the small rag on the tile floor.The towel still hung on your shoulders,covering your breasts.

He slowly dragged the towel down your body,careful as the material grazed your injured thigh,dragging it back up to pat your neck dry.He kissed your forehead lightly,letting your naked body lean against him.In any other situation it would be all of his dreams and fantasies come true but he couldn't think about anything sexual in this moment.He was helping you,comforting you. “Baby.”He mumbled quietly.Neither of you really knew why he called you that,it just came more naturally than your name.He called you by Baby,Babygirl,Sunshine.Pretty much anything but your name.You could realate.You had nicknames for the others,words you would use instead of their names.

Pumpkin,Sweetheart,Darling,Love.But only JJ got to be called Love.It was something special for only him.You hummed quietly,listening to him. “I’ll hurt him,if you want.”He offered,waiting for your answer.You shook your head,moving his chin so he was forced to look at you. “Don't be so angry,Love.Karma will get him eventually.”You answered softly,pulling him down so you could kiss his nose. “I just wish I could protect you from everything.”He sighed,his bottom lip quivering.You pulled him closer,pressing a gentle kiss on his lips. 

“I know.But you cant and thats okay.”You replied before pulling the clothes from the bathroom counter,trying to figure out how you could slip on the shorts without making your thigh cut bleed again.He noticed your struggle,taking the shorts from you and assisting in pulling them up your legs,helping you with the T Shirt as well. “I love you.”He whispered.You nodded,squeezing his hand. “I love you too.”You answered.

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[radiorenjun]

Hug. iv

Pairing: Liu Yangyang x Reader

Genre: Angst, Comedy, Fluff

Warnings: Swearing, Bullying, Attempt Suicide and mentions of self degrading, insecurities, anxiety, negative thoughts, physical injuries.

Looking from the perspective of Liu Yangyang, the boy who bullied a girl to the point she had a scar to burden both of their lives. He lived on with a heavy heart until he finally enters college and bumps into a girl with a familiar scar and the same tattoo on her wrist as his.

Chapters: iii, iv, v

Tags: @wonho-ssi @chuu4you @fullsun-haechanie @you-cant-spell-slay-without-lay @carefreebubble @uglyratlmao @harleyblaze

Yangyang walked down the halls of his school after he was finally dismissed from his class of the day. It had been a while since he came across his supposed soulmate, even then, his life didn't change much. The college life everyone was looking forward to didn't seem as interesting as Yangyang thought.

It was just like his life in high school. He saw a few of his old classmates around the halls and majoring in music didn't seem so exciting than his brother made it out to be. Speaking of his brother , he and Ten agreed that they both should start opening up more to each other just to spend more quality time.

"What?!" Ten exclaimed in the loudest voice possible. Yangyang flinched at the loud tone after confessing what's been on his mind lately. "You got into contact with Y/N L/N again?! That's great! What happened?! Did you two made up?" Ten slammed his palms on the table in excitement.

The bright smile stretched across his brothers face made the memory of his sad smile with bruised lip from back when he was still young flashed his mind. Yangyang winced at the memory before avoiding his brother's eyes.

Yangyang gulped down a chunk of egg yolk before continuing his story. "Nothing much happened, we just came across each other in the same building. And well..." Yangyang paused briefly, biting his lip anxiously as he tried not to eye the mark on his wrist.

"Well?" Ten waited for Yangyang to continue. Yangyang silently tugged on the sleeves of his baggy black hoodie down to reveal his soulmate tattoo, laying his wrist in the table. Ten's eyes darted from Yangyang's to his wrist in confusion before it all clicked.

"Holy. Fuck." Ten gasped, realizing what it meant. Yangyang shushed his brother loudly, putting a finger to his lips, making the sleeves of his hoodie fall down to hide the mark once again. "Ten, you idiot! Chenle's right down the hall!" Yangyang scolded.

"You two are soulmates?!" Ten squealed. Yangyang put his head in his palms in embarrassment, "dont remind me." he mumbled. "Thats-wow. I literally have no words, right now. So what was her reaction?" Ten asked eagerly.

"Well I- I didn't exactly tell her that. I don't think she knows. I don't want her to." Yangyang shook his head profusely, putting his hands in his hoodie pockets to clench his fists. "What? Why?" Ten whined. "Why? Why?! Oh I don't know, Ten, how would you feel if your soulmate is suddenly the kid who bullied you mercilessly back when you were 12?!" Yangyang snapped.

"Okay I get that part but this is your soulmate we're talking bout. They're supposed to love you no matter what!" Ten reasoned. "You dont understand!" Yangyang barked. "She's better off having no soulmate than having her old bully as a soulmate." Yangyang calmed down slightly.

"You don't understand, Ten. This isnt like your relationship with your soulmate. You didn't bully her when you were kids." Yangyang hissed harshly. Ten winced at the mention of his soulmate who had previously passed away.

"Dont bring her into this, Liu Yangyang." Ten snapped, glaring daggers into Yangyangs eyes. "She's your soulmate whether you both want it or not. Your her soulmate whether you feel guilty or not. When the time comes you two will eventually be together, that's how the world works. Okay, kid?" he lectured.

Yangyang felt the pain in his chest tighten. Sighing in defeat, he knew he couldn't battle with fate itself so he did nothing but nodded. "Okay." Yangyang sighed, unclenching his fists. Ten huffed grabbing his plate and walking towards the sink.

"Im sorry for bringing her into this." Yangyang muttered, he hated the thought of his family getting hurt.

"I was just-"

"It's fine. Just promise me you'll talk when something's bothering you." Ten said without giving his brother a single glance. "Okay, baby Yangyang?" Ten grinned, turning his head to his brother who gave him a frown. "Baby- Im not your baby. I'm going to college next month." Yangyang deadpanned.

"Still."

Yangyang walked passed the crowded halls filled with students. His eyes focused on the ground to avoid eye contact, it seemed as if his ears had blurred out all the sounds around him. He felt numb. Yangyang decided that he would walk by the park to get some fresh air before picking up Chenle from his tuitions.

Yangyang walked down the park to see the oh-so-familiar siamese cat that he and Ten rescued months ago, which ran away the moment it saw that Ten was carrying a bucket full of water to bathe the dirty thing despite Yangyang's protests.

"Hey, I remember you." Yangyang spoke softly, kneeling down to brush his fingers against the cat's thin yet fluffy fur. The small creature purred in response as Yangyang gently caressed it's head with his thumb, scratching the underside of its chin.

"How are you, buddy?" Yangyang smiled as the cat stared up at him. "What are you doing here you little rascal?" he giggled to himself. He was too indulged in the cat's hypnotising blue eyes to realise that someone had been coming towards him.

The person kneeled down infront of him, the moment their eyes met with Yangyang. The boy jumped back in surprise, "oh, Y/n!" his body tense at the sight of the girl carrying a small package of cat food. Y/n blushed at the sight of Yangyang, waving shyly before kneeling down to squeeze out some food infront of the cat.

Yangyang avoided her gaze when she patted the small cat's head before pulling out a notebook from her saddlebag, quickly writing down on it before showing it to Yangyang. His eyes widened slightly at the gesture, slowly taking the book in his hands to read what's written.

'Is Yumyum yours?' it read.

"Yumyum?" Yangyang asked, furrowing his brows before looking at the cat, not noticing the flushed look that spread all over the girl's face. "Is that what you name him?" he chuckled, caressing his fingers over the small creature's messy fur as he handed over the girl's notebook back to her.

"No, he's not." he replied, a small smile stretching across his face. "My brother and I found him a couple months ago all wounded. When he got better, he just ran away before we could give him a proper bath." Yangyang chuckled at the memory.

Y/n started writing down quickly on her notebook, the sound of lead scratching on the surface of paper filling their ears as they ignored the people around them. Yangyang looked up, getting a moment to look at his soulmate's appearance as she writes.

The sunlight reflecting on her eyes made it seem as if he was seeing stars in the night sky. Her lips formed into a small pout as she wrote, her eyebrows furrowed in concentration. Her hair framing her face, exposing her features.

He was brought back to his senses when he realised that y/n was staring back at him in concern, her fingers snapping infront of his face. "Sorry, I was daydreaming." he mumbled, attempting to avoid her gaze by looking down at the cat which was finishing it's meal. He could feel heat taking over his face as Y/n brought her notebook to his line of vision, gesturing for him to read it.

'Not to be rude but, what are you doing here?'

Yangyang let out a soft sigh, sitting down on the concrete with his legs crossed after he put down his violin case carefully on the floor along with his bag. "I just wanted to take a walk before I pick up my cousin from school, then this little guy caught my eye" he replied with a smile. Y/n nodded slowly, her mouth forming a silent 'oh'.

"What are you doing here?" Yangyang asked after a pregnant pause, intertwining his fingers together and laying them on his lap as he stared up at her curiously. Y/n bit her lip before writing down in her notebook once again.

'I started coming here every Friday to feed Yumyum. I like to have sometime after a long week of school.'

"Is being an art major that hard?" he asked, feeling his body relax as he continued to have a conversation with her. Everything felt as if it was meant to be. Y/n was surprisingly nice to talk to, even though she was slightly shy to talk to the person she hasn't seen in years.

Yangyang forgot all bout the tension between them. Her hand pushing against his shoulder when he let out a corny joke, his smile widens as she let's out a silent giggle against her palm. It felt so natural talking to her. As if they had been good friends their whole lives. As if he had never hurted her. As if it didn't feel like a punishment nor a curse to be bounded together by a mark.

Yangyang's eyes widened at the thought, his body tensed up immediately. "I-uh" he stuttered, grabbing his violin case and his bag, slinging it over his shoulder. His hand going over to his left sleeve, tugging it over his fingers behind his back as he stood up abruptly.

"I j-just remembered I gotta pick up my cousin." Yangyang stammered nervously, his heart felt heavy again as he avoided y/n's eyes laced with concern. "I-Im sorry. I h-have to go. I-I'll see you around c-campus," he bit his lip, avoiding her gaze before walking away as fast as he could.

He felt his heart ache as memories flooded his head. 'Shit,' he thought. Flashbacks of him pushing and kicking the young girl, his brother's bruised lip and the bullying he endured fluttered through his mind. He grabbed the waterbottle from his backpack, chugging down some water to calm down.

Yangyang sat alone at the table of the cafeteria like always, mindlessly eating his food. His eyes wandered around the room, gaze falling at the innocent girl with the scar on her lips smiling happily in a table surrounded by her friends.

He sighed at the sight of her, leaning his face against his palm. The sunlight shining on her form making her aura brighter as she let out silent laughs and scribble quickly on her notebook. It felt nice to see the young girl get along with so many people.

Yangyang looked down at his food, playing with food once again. He pondered if this is what life would've been for y/n if he hadn't come into the picture. He wondered if he would be sitting in the same table as her if he hadn't kicked that ball towards her.

Yangyang's thoughts were interrupted when he heard someone pull the two chairs infront of him, two boys filling in the empty spaces. "Liu Yangyang right? The German violin kid who's also in Professor Zhou's class?" the boy who looks as if he came from the sports department.

Yangyang raised his brow, nodding hesitantly. "Great, I'm Guanheng. You can call me Hendery, if you like. This is Xuxi." the other boy introduced, his forearm laying on the table as his other hand pointed towards his friend who waved with a toothy smile in response.

"In case you didn't know. We, too, are also in the same class as you." Hendery smiled. Yangyang nodded in confusion, not seeing why they're sitting infront of him, eyes wandering from theirs to his soulmate's form. "Look, we know that the music project could be done solo and all. But-"

"We need your help!" Xuxi slammed his hands on the table, making Yangyang flinch in shock. Yangyang's eyes widened in surprise before sparing a glance at y/n who was still calmly communicating with her friends.

"What do you need my help for?" Yangyang spoke, raising his brow as he meet their nervous eyes and awkward smiles. "We wanted to do a duet for the project. Then our dumb asses realised we can't play instruments for shit." Xuxi explained.

"So you need my help to be your instrumentals?" Yangyang questioned, raising his brow. "Yes," the two boys said in unison, letting out similar cheeky grins. "Why should I help you guys exactly? I don't even know you guys that well." Yangyang went on.

"He's got a point." Xuxi mumbled to Hendery, only to get shoved by the shoulder. "Come on, we could be your friends! No offense, the table seems empty." Hendery smiled innocently. "I'm good," Yangyang mumbled, going back to his food with his eyes occasionally glancing back at the girl a couple tables away from them.

"Come on, we'll do anything!" Lucas nagged. "Yeah, what you want, Liu? Money? Cheat answers to the exams?" Hendery went on. Yangyang couldn't be bothered to even consider a word they were offering, for he was too busy gazing into the radiant beauty that is his soulmate.

"Yangyang? You listening?" Hendery asked once he realised Yangyang wasn't listening to a word he said. Both boys turned their backs, following Yangyang's eyes to the girl in sight. "Ooh," Xuxi grinned, giving Hendery a knowing smirk.

"Wow man. Didn't know you'd be the type to like someone other than your soulmate but I'll do the job for you-" Xuxi stood up from his chair, causing Yangyang's eyes to widen in panic. He stood up abruptly and reached out to grip his shoulder to stop Xuxi from taking a step further.

He watched as the girls began to stand up and leave the cafeteria. Yangyang let out a sigh of relief before glaring at the two boys, "dont you dare talk to her. I'll join your group, just-" he paused with a click of his tongue. "Just don't talk to her." Yangyang growled, pushing Xuxi's shoulder away before picking up his bag and gripped the case of his violin, leaving without another word.

He jogged out of the cafeteria, ignoring the two boy's loud voices of questioning when to meet up to practice for the project. Yangyang slowed down once he felt like he had gone far enough from the cafeteria, taking small breaths as he walked down the hall.

He stopped when he saw a familiar girl sitting all alone in a table with a pencil hanging on the top of her ears, a ruler in her hand and a piece of paper in their other. Brows furrowed in concentration, tongue slightly stuck out.

Yangyang smiled to himself at the sight of how cute she looked, leaning to get a better look of her expression. But he was soon interuppted by a male stepping into his line of vision, he looked around his age. "Who are you?" the male spoke in a rude tone.

Yangyang took a step back in surprise before stuttering out, "I-I just came here t-to talk to y/n." The male raised a brow in suspicion, frowning as he crossed his arms. "What? Are you like, her friend or something?" he asked.

Yangyang didn't know how to respond. Was he her friend? Or was he still that same bully in her eyes? "I-" he was cut off with a click of the male's tongue. "Thought so," the male then rudely shut the door to his face, leaving a baffled and flustered Yangyang standing in the hallway in confusion.

Yangyang ran a hand through his hair in frustration. He couldn't get this note right for tomorrow's solo presentation, he took a long sip of his Americano, clearing his throat before starting to play once again.

The sound of his violin echoing through the small room, once again. Yangyang's tired eyes never wandering away from the music sheet displayed before him. His mind concentrated on the notes to realise that a girl had walked into the music room.

The sound of a chair grinding against the tile caused Yangyang to jump back in shock, looking back in relief to see y/n placing the chair back to its original place. "Y/n?" Yangyang raised his brow in confusion. "What are you doing here? Curfew's in half an hour." Yangyang asked.

The girl smiled, quickly writing in her notebook and shoving it to the distressed boy's face.

'I was done with my assignment for today, I was heading back to the dorms to hear the beautiful melody of a violin. What are you still doing here?'

Yangyang bit his lip slightly, smiling up at her shyly. "Same here, I just kept getting these notes wrong. I need to get them done before tomorrow," Yangyang explained, scratching the back of his neck with one hand and pointing at the music sheet displayed with his bow in the other.

Y/n nodded, looking around the music room to observe the instruments around them. Yangyang put his violin back in its case, trying to ease his heart rate as he felt his heartstrings being tugged with every movement the girl made.

His left wrist ached to touch hers, but occupied it with tidying up his things and putting them into his case and bag. "Um, I'm closing up soon. You wanna walk back to the dorms together?" Yangyang asked hesitantly, swinging his bag over his shoulder as his eyes wandered to his feet to avoid eye contact.

Y/n nodded, walking out of the room, clutching her notebook in her hands as she waited for Yangyang to lock up the room and walk down the halls together. There was an awkward tension in the atmosphere around them as they didn't know what to talk bout.

Yangyang gulped internally, putting down his violin case as he closed the door, turning the key twice and ensuring the door is locked. Yangyang didn't notice y/n's eyes wandering curiously down his tall form, how his hair was tussled and messy from his fingers running through it I'm frustration.

How his lips were plump and sucked in between his teeth nervously. His freshly dyed brown hair. The baggy sweater making him look casually aesthetic. Y/n knew it's wrong to be looking at her friend like this, especially if Yangyang had a soulmate.

Speaking of soul mates, y/n's eyes wandered down to Yangyang's wrist. The long sleeves of his sweater barely covering the black ink mark staining the skin of his left wrist. Her eyes widened as she spotted two balloons, similar to the ones on hers.

When Yangyang moved away, y/n look up at his eyes which were filled with nervousness. He coughed lightly to release the awkward tension, "let's go." he mumbled shyly, turning to walk to the direction of the dorms before he was held back by a small hand wrapped around his forearm.

Yangyang's eyes widened as he looked back, looking down at the fingers gripping his white sweater tightly as to not make him leave. His eyes hesitantly looked at her own. Yangyang felt like he was going to melt at the sight of her eyebrows furrowed cutely. "Y/n?"

The hand that was on his forearm went down the his wrist, right below his tattoo. She lifted it up, tugging down the sleeves which made Yangyang's eyes widen. "Wait, no-" he stuttered out, trying to tug his wrist out of her grip before she could see the mark.

Unfortunately, he didn't realise how hard he was pulling. With the sheer amount of force he applied to pulling back his wrist, he made the girl fall forwards to the floor, eliciting a small broken hoarse squeak from the girl. "Oh my God, Y/n," Yangyang gasped out, realising his mistake.

His heart clenched. Once again,that excruciating feeling in his chest appeared. He couldn't make himself move to help you get up and once you do, you were looking at him with such concerned eyes, his guilt increased tenfold.

"I-Im sorry, I have to go" were the last words Yangyang stuttered out before sprinting out of there. Trying to go somewhere to clear his clouded mind, leaving his soulmate standing there in confusion. Yangyang took a deep breath as he barged into his dorm room, not caring the questions his roommates bombarded him as he quickly went to his room.

'Life couldn't get any shittier'

A/n: hey! This took me so long forgive me for the delay. I'll probably release the next chapter sooner than later so keep an eye out for that. Sorry for those who waited for so long for this lol. I realised its 12:40 AM and I'm on 10% and there's a chance that I have a quiz tomorrow that I have not studied for. Wml

Btw

#hug. #yangyang angst #wayv yangyang #nct yangyang #yangyang x reader #yangyang #nct angst #nct wayv #nct x reader #nctzen #wayv angst #wayv #wayv x reader #wayv scenarios #wayv au

[inanimate-insanity-headcanons]

this is long and im so sorry

  “Dont touch me” Nickel hisses, shifting away from Trophys hand while glaring at him.

   “why?” Trophy asks in a smug voice. He contimues to mess with nickel. He keep reaching to try touching Nickels hair again and again, each time being more sudden than the last.

    “Cause i dont like being touched!” Nickel says, getting more and more agitated and panicked, swats at the taller man with a shaky hand in a feeble attept to get him to stop.

   “Thats a stupid reason” Trophy jeers, now using his entire hand and placing it on Nickels shoulders, head, and neck. He is borderline pulling his hair also.   Trophy starts to use both of his hands and he starts stifling laughter as Nickel continues to get more and more panicked. It isnt long until poor boy starts to get overwhelmed. He starts shaking and, very soon after that, crying. Trophy stops for a moment, staring at the hyperventilating mess infront of him, berfore laughing.

   “Are you really crying?” Trophy asks through laughter as Nickel pulls his hood over his head and burries his face in his arms. He still swats at Trophy.

   “Thats so fucking pathetic!” He teases. That finally got Soap to snap and rush over to put an end to Trophys bullying. The woman quickly rushes over to where the two guys are, slapping Trophy.

   “Trophy stop harrasing Nickel” Soap scolds, grabbing Trophys arms before he could reach for him again and lifts them away from Nickel. Nickel took this time to get out of the bar stool he was in to move to the settee in the main lobby and circled around the chair onto one of the seats, curling himself up and yanking his jackets hood over his head more than before.

   “But its funny!” Trophy whines in a almost childish manner, yanking his wrists out of soaps tight grasp.

   He looks around for where his prey went, and he let out an annoyed sigh and turns back to Soap while saying “You let him get away!”. Soap immediately gains an offended and angry look. Its almost similar to how a mother would look at a rebelious teenager.

    Soap scoffs and responds, in an equally annoyed tone, “You where the only harrassing him and making him want to hide!”

   While they are arguing, Nickels cat, Asher, quietly trotted to him. She quickly sits infront of when Nickel lay before bouncing up and crawling into his arms. Nickel hugs her back tightly.

   “pfft, I dont care about if it hurts him, its funny” Trophy says, a uncaring and snarky tone in his voice. He paces over to the settee and leaning over the back of the seat and laying his hand on Nickels shoulder, smirking when he feels the latter tense and start to shake again under his palm.

   “You gonna start crying more, you baby?” He mocks, hitting Nickel on the shoulder roughly as the latter shakes more and hugs the smokey grey cat tighter. He ignores Cheesy, who was sitting next to Nickel, telling him to stop, and he ignores anyone else to tells him to stop.

   The only time he stops is when Asher finally has enough and stands up, still in Nickels arms, and hisses and swats at Trophy, who reels his hand back and walks away muttering about how stupid the grey cat was.

   Asher lays back down and immediately goes back to purring and trying to comfort Nickel, who has yet to stop shaking but is noticably more calm now that Trophy is gone.

   Sadly enough, that only marked the begining of Trophys harassment.

   Many months after that Trophy bullys Nickel to the point of overwhelming him. And, when he shakes and cries, he makes fun of him for that while still harrassing him. It only makes Nickel feel worse. Most of the time, Trophy only mocks him and verbally abuses him and laughs when he reacts the way he does.

   Sometimes, though, he will get physical.

   He will do things like steal his box of stuff he collected at the forest and hold it to where he cant reach, randomly touch him and continue doing that, lightly tugging his hair for a long time, and, every so often, he will steal his bandana and hold it so where he cant reach and watch him and laugh at him try desperately to get it back.

   Trophy keeps doing this throughout Paintbrushs and Fans elimination. He ignores everyone who tries to stop him, and he only will stop if its only of Nickels “Dumb Animals” who stops him, or if someone physically puts an end to his torment.

   He doesnt even notice people treating him differently. He doesnt notice that people avoid him more, dont talk to him as much, and when they talk bad about him when hes not paying attention.

   It happens less since Paintbrush arrived, since they always put an end to it quickly.

   This goes on for almost two years. Until, Trophy finally causes something bad to happen.

   Trophy was being physical, but this time he is hitting and tugging his hair.   Trophys laughter filled the area as he sees Nickel start to shake. He continues hitting and tugging the latters hair, pulling his hands away when Nickel swats at them only to resume right when he stops depfending himself.

   “Are you gonna cry? fucking Crybaby” he says, a cruel and terribly happy tone in his rude voice. He only continues on when tears start leaking down Nickels cheeks and he starts hyperventilating.

   “Leave me alone, asshat” Nickel barks, his voice breaking due to tears. Trophy merely scoffs at this and attacks the smaller male more.

   “No! Seeing you like this to too good to pass up!” Trophy smirks. He continues on like hes watching the most entertaining scene in his lifetime.

   “Trophy stop” Paintbrush says, starting to get angry. They tower over the mentioned person, placing a hand onto his shoulder in a tight grip.

   “why? its to funny seeing him like this!” Trophy says, shaking off Paintbrushes hand. He starts to make his movement quicker, and now Nickel is just covering his head with his arms in a weak attept to stop Trophy from reaching his hair. It doesnt work.

   It wasnt until Trophy does a fast reach to touch Nickels face does shit really happen.

   Right at Trophy did that, Nickel violently flinched away, now covering his face with his arms and letting out a loud, fearful yell of “Please stop!!”. While he screams that he collapses to the ground into a ball, shaking and crying while whispering “im sorry” and “please dont hurt me” over and over again in a panicked, muffled voice. His face digging into his knees and his head covered by his arms and hood.

   Everyone stands still. Trophy is frozen in place, his arm still raised and a shocked and slightly confused expression in his face. He snaps back to reality quickly and he attempts to reach for him.

   “H-hey man, cut that out-” Trophy tries to say before Paintbrush violently punches him to the ground.

   “LOOK WHAT YOU DID YOU DUMBASS FUCKING ASSHOLE” They scream at Trophy, literally flaming in sheer rage and hatred, before calming down and turning their attention to Nickel. Paintbrush quickly walks over to the tiny man, crouching down to him.

   “hey hey, it me. Its paintbrush. Im going to pick you up, ok?” Paintbrush asks, taking off their paint stained apron, dropping it on the floor, and carefully pulled Nickel into their arms. Nickel immediately wraps his arms and legs around Paintbrush’s torso and sobs into their chest.

   “its ok, you are going to get hurt. Its ok” They whisper to Nickel as he shakes in their arms. They quickly walk up the stairs to Nickels room with Asher right behind them, not before stopping to spit on Trophys face and call him a terrible person.

   Trophy just sits on the ground, wiping the spit off of his face and then holding his throbbing cheek.

   “what the fuck” is the only thing Trophy mutters before Soap starts screaming about how stupid he is.

   Once Paintbrush, Nickel, and Asher get to Nickels room, Paintbrush quickly grabs the key from the top of the doorframe and unlocks the room, slipping in with the cat. They immediately went to one of the beds, sat down, and started to comfort Nickel. It is easier that expected, because Nickel calmed down on the way to his room.

   “shh, shh. Its ok. Its ok. Take deep breaths. Your not gonna get hurt. Nothing will happen too you” Paintbrush mutters to Nickel, rubbing his back as they felt the latter start to relax.

   They both sat in silence as Nickel relaxed and came back from his panic attack. Soon enough, Nickel was sitting next to them, holding Asher and leaning against their side.

   “hey paintbrush?” Nickel mumbles, almost too quietly for Paintbrush to hear. He is still leaning against them.   “yes?” Paintbrush responds, curious of what Nickel would want to ask.

   “Dont tell Baseball about this, Ok?” Nickel says, not looking up at the extremely tall person next to him. That takes Paintbrush offguard for a second, but the more they think about it, the more it makes sense.

  If Baseball, undenyable the closest person to Nickel, finds out about the months of Trophy tormenting Nickel and what happened today, He would loose his mind and surely hospitalize Trophy, if not kill him. And after that happens, Baseball would hold it against Trophy for centuries. He would also become even more protective of Nickel thah he already is.

   Paintbrush winces at that thought.

   “I wont tell him” Paintbrush reassures. “-Now i gotta leave so i can go beat up Trophy” They say, getting up and walking out of the room. Nickel only hums in response, now fixated on Asher. Paintbrush shuts the hotel room door with a soft sigh before rage starts to boil in them again. They start speedwalking down the hallway and down the stairs, already getting angry at what Trophy did again.

from crow! bless

#writing #submission #ii #inanimate insanity #nickel ii #trophy ii #paintbrush ii #baseball ii #tw bullying #ask to tag! #sorry if the formatting isnt the same as how you sent it tumblr makes it weird

[fruitpunchninja101]

Trouble with Love Potions

Characters: Hanji Zoe x Levi Ackerman Genre: Romance/Fluff Rating: T

Better late than never!I hope you like this my dear giftee!Here’s my contribution for Levihaneggschange2k19  @levihanweek​

Love is a Plague.

Levi scoffed at the overly dramatic headline of todays newspaper.A few weeks ago,an underground syndicate formulated a powerful aphrodisiac aptly named the love potion which was passed around brothels.At first,no one minded its existence,theres no shame in seeking aid when it comes to private bedroom activities.Soon,the word about a certain concoction that can make anyone fall in love spread out.The potion started to circulate amongst the civilians and with that came abuse.Prominent merchants and nobleman reportedly eloped with women they barely knew and some married men are lured into leaving their wives and family for some local tavern worker.Needless to say,the potion is starting to become a menace.

Not long after these reports,the government released a decree to ban said potion till further studies were conducted.The survey corps was tasked to raid and confiscate every last bit of it from the syndicates underground base.Hange,being one of the best scientist not only in the military but in the country,was tasked to figure out the components of the drug.In exchange,her titan experiments for the month will be fully funded.

It wasn’t a surprise that Hange dissappeared into her lab to focus on her reasearch.

Levi’s eyes wandered off to the empty chair in front of him and impatiently huffed a breath.The meeting is supposed to start 10 minutes ago and he didn’t appreciate its delay.He looked over at Erwin who was quietly skimming over a couple of documents on his hand,seemingly not bothered by the holdup.“Its late."Levi said impatiently,neatly folding the newspaper he was reading a while ago.

"You can check on her if you’d like."Erwin said not tearing his gaze away from the papers he’s examining.Irked,he turned to Mike as if to ask for support but all he got was a snarky remark."Don’t look at me,you want her you go and get her.”

The raven haired man didn’t miss Mike and Erwin’s look after that.They didn’t even try to hide an undeniable teasing smirk they shared.What’s that even supposed to mean?He uncomfortably shifted on his seat and folded his arms infront of him.

As if feeling his discomfort Erwin put down his papers and asked him to call Hange.

#

Levi wasn’t surprised to find Moblit sweating in panic outside her lab.Hange’s poor assistant had his left hand clutching on maps and other documents while his right knocked on her door.“Berner,What is she still doing in there?"Upon noticing his presence,Moblit immediately scrambled up on his feet almost dropping his things as he gave Levi a salute.He immediately raised a hand to dismiss him."We have a meeting."He added."Captain,I’ve been calling out for her for a while but shes not responding.She also warned me that under no circumstance should I go inside her lab."He nervously reasoned.

"Tch.Such a pain in the ass"He muttered to himself as he reached for the doorknob and pushed right in.He can hear Moblit protests but he dismissed them and shut the door behind him.

Thick and heavy fog floated around the room.Levi can barely see whats in front of him,the air he breathed felt heavy and made him a bit light headed.Not enough  to disorient him,but enough for him to feel its weight.He ignored it and pushed deeper into Hange’s jungle of a laboratory.He walked past a couple bottles lying on the floor and accidentally kicked a stack of books that almost went up to his knees.It made a loud thud."Moblit!I told you not to go in here!"Hange shouted on the other side of the room.He followed where her voice is coming and wasn’t surprised to find her crouching down her desk collecting bits and pieces of broken glass on the floor.

"What the shit are you doing four eyes?”

She looked up and their eyes met.

He felt his chest throb.That lightheaded feeling he had when he opened the door became more pronounced and this time,he can hear his heart pound.Hange snappily picked up the remaining glass shards on the floor and stood up to meet his gaze.“What are you doing here?!I told moblit not to let anyone in!”

“You think I want to be here?The meeting is starting and you’re the only one we’re waiting for…”

“You shouldn’t be here…"She cut him off grabbing his arm,pulling him back to the direction he came from."I broke a couple of vials…This is bad.We might…"Hange trailed and her legs visibly wobbled."Shit…"She said before losing balance and kneeled on the floor.Levi didn’t waste time and ran to her side."Hold your breath.The more we inhale the more potent it becomes."She wheezed and grabbed unto his arm real tight before passing out.Levi tried to shake her awake,call for help but all of a sudden but his lids felt heavy and his body felt weak.Next thing he knew,he passed out with her on the floor.

#

Despite Levi’s heavy lids,the bright light that bled through his eyes woke him up.The discomfort he felt earlier when he entered Hange’s lab was gone and he had no idea how he got out of that situation.One thing is for certain,he was on his bed.As He tried to recall what happened,a familliar gasp echoed the room.He craned his head up and Hange was sitting in the corner or his room reading a book."What are you doing here?"He asked as he pushed himself up with his elbows.

"You’re awake!"She dropped her book to the ground and almost jumped out of her seat in surprise.

"What happened?”

“Well,for starters we missed our meeting with Erwin…”

“No shit."He squinted as he tried to gather his bearings.

”…and I may have I accidentally got us both drugged.“

"You got us what?!”

“In my defense,I specifically told Moblit not to let any one in and you ignored him so I’d say its kind of your fault too.”

“Tch.What do we do now?”

Hange shrugged as she took a seat on his bedside keeping her eyes on his as if she searching for his soul.He was too preoccupied with her eyes that he almost didn’t feel her hand that came in contact with his cheek.“Do you feel any different?"She asked as she slipped her hand to his chin and held it to examine his face.

"I feel annoyed."Levi said,gently grabbing her wrists so she would let go of his face..

"Huh?Thats weird.I don’t feel any different either."She mumbled to herself as she pushed herself off his bed."I wanna show you something.Can you stand?”

#

When Hange said she has something to show him.He didn’t expect to be dragged halfway across their base to an isolated makeshift laboratory the military police built for her.Truthfully he didnt know why he even followed her.One moment,he was saying no and the next he finds himself wandering around someplace with her.

That seemed to be the running theme of their friendship.

There was a time when he’d try to intimidate Hange to get out of her shennanigans but admittedly,her reseliance had broken his defenses down.Besides,its not so bad.When was the last time he talked to her?After the raid?maybe a couple of days after that?

Who cares?He’s not counting the days he hasn’t seen her!

He doesn’t care godamnit!

“Two weeks ago,an incredibly wealthy merchant married a barmaid in Sina."Hange started,startling him out of his reverie."Everyone suspected its because of the love potion so we had both of them quarantined and tested."She continued as she led him into one of the tents where documents are stored in.Upon entering,She immediately headed towards one of the desk drawers and pulled out a sealed letter.”I had their blood examined and if my theory is correct maybe we can get to the bottom of our mysterious immunity with the drug.I also had Mike and Nanaba tested.”

"What does Mike and Nanaba had to do with any of this?”

“They pulled us out of the lab.Same thing happened,they got exposed but they didn’t seem to feel differently about each other."She explained as she tore the envelope and read the report.

"Is it possible that they sent in a defective sample?”

“No,its the same batch the barmaid used."Hange lifted the letter as if to tell him that she had everything double checked.”…Its just as I expected.“She scrunched her faced in speculation continuing to read the report on hand.Levi only raised a brow as if asking her what she meant.

"You see,I have a theory and its a little dumb."Hange mirthlessly chuckled before taking a deep breath and composed herself."My father used to say that once you eliminate all the impossible variables whatever remains no matter how improbable must be the truth.”

“Tch.Why are you prefacing it like this four eyes?Are we infected with something?”

“No,were fine.I just want you to know that im going to drop an improbable truth…and its gonna sound ridiculous.”

“Everything you say sounds ridiculous.”

Hange chuckled as she tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear.Levi wondered why it felt like its the first time he ever saw her do that.“Did you know Mike and Nanaba were a thing?"Hange asked.

"How can I not know?Mike’s room is beside mine and we have thin walls.What’s that gotta do with this?”

“I think,people who already harbor stong attraction towards one another are not affected by the potion."Hange said as she kept her big brown eyes focused at him.

A thick veil of awkward silence draped on them.He averted his gaze from her and pulled a chair for himself.Hange did the same taking the seat infront of him taking a deep breath.

Shit!

Fucking shit!

He panicked.He wanted to deny it.Tell her shes wrong but the evidence was staring them right into their face.Hange literally had paperwork to support this theory.At once he felt awkward and exposed.Quickly,he turned away from her and folded his arms in front of him.He didn’t know when it started but he and Hange was sort of…flirting for a while.He would often take time out of his busy day to sit down and talk to her,make sure she ate or even bathed.She would sometimes check on him at weird hours of the day and invite him to have tea.She would babble about her day,while Levi would brew tea for both of them.These small quiet moments they shared together formed an unspoken thing between them.A thing they both tried to ignore and bury deep inside.

"You look horrified."She laughed as if trying to break the tension."Don’t worry,I know this stuff makes you uncomfortable.We can just ignore it …if you want."She knows the risks of entertaining the concept of falling in love.It never ends well for the likes of them.Despite that,Hanges eyes were bright and hopeful.

"What the hell."He said,standing up."Fuck it.Whats there to lose?"He mumbled as he looked up at her.A huge grin painted Hange’s face,before he knew it she jumped out of her seat and pulled him into a kiss.

#levihaneggschange #levihaneggschange2k19 #levihan #levi ackerman #hanji zoë #snk

[bangzchan]

lmao you're just gonna write this whole football/cheerleader au yourself i love it 😂 omg but like would everyone else clue into the fact that even is clearly there to watch isak, imagine they are having a team meeting and isak makes a comment about not letting the guys that come to watch all the girls distract them like especially that even guy who's /always/ here and everyone's like dude... he's here for you

lsdjflksdjlkf i am a hoe for this trope,,,,also omg yes!! 

i have to put this under a read more bc it got out of hand im sorry i suck butslkdj

and theyre all giggling about it and isak snorts like “no he’s not” but his heart jumps and the girls are like “isak, youre so oblivious its painful” and isaks mind is going a mile minute while still trying to focus on the meeting so he’s just “lets drop this and talk about more important things” with a stern look and then they sigh but start talking about all kind of cheerleader stuff and isak just cant pay any attention bc he’s thinking back of every conversation,every touch,every look that him and even shared and his heart is racing so fast and when he thinks of how he was ALWAYS there when they practiced,even if the football team didnt, he feels like throwing up his head is spinning so fast bc??even always found a way to talk to him??never any of those girls but HIM?? and he’s been also really …not-rude since the day when even jumped in for julian and isak lets himself think he wasnt the only one feeling Something when their bodies touched and then he’s taken out of his thoughts by one of the girls asking if he agrees and fuck he didnt listen to any of that but he looks around and everyone seems to like what she said so he just puts a smile on and nods and then they’re standing up,saying goodbye to isak who just cant fucking move. and he breathes deep when he’s left alone and buries his face in his hands and then he feels a hand on his shoulder and a too familiar voice “was it that stressful?” and isaks head snaps up and even sits down next to him, too close.way too close, their legs and arms are almost touching and isak doesnt know which annoys him more: the fact that they almost touch or that they don’t. and isak wonders if that always happened and he just. didnt notice? and then even speaks “wow. mustve been gone really bad if you cant even talk anymore” and isak fakes a laugh “nah, theyre always nice” and dares himself to look up at even and fuck he shouldnt have bc even’s staring right back at him and isak swallows hard and looks down and even hums, “gotta have nice ones in the team if the leader isnt” and it makes isak feel better??bc its just so familiar and he kind of missed these remarks so he elbows even lightly in the side “could say the same thing about your team, asshole” and their arms are tightly against each other but neither of them move and even laughs and it makes isaks stomach flip and he doesnt know if its the adrenaline of their bodies touching but he feels brave suddenly and is like “anyway, whats up with you always staring at my team. its really distracting them” and evens like “them? or you?” and isak thinks for a moment, “well its.. distracting me that youre distracting them” and even lies on his back with a dramatic sigh “you shouldnt be so jealous” and isak turns his head to look at evens, his eyes are closed and he looks SO pleased with himself and isak nearly yells “im not fucking jealous” and even lifts his head to look at him with his eyebrows raised and then hes like “good. because i look at you as much as i look at them,” then he gets on his elbows “wait no, thats a lie. i look at you more” and isak has a hard time breathing and ???he doesnt know what to DO??or say?? so he just. groans and is about to stand up but even grabs his leg and suddenly he’s on the ground lying next to -almost on top of- even and he wants to get up but even grabs his wrist and laughs and isaks just.. holy shit did he always smell this nice was his eyes always this blue was his lips always this inviting was his smile always this fucking bright and fuck. evens laugh died down and isak is staring at his lips and evens grip on isaks wrist tightens a little and this is so wrong isaks heart is about to fucking fall out his chest and when did they get so close???? but then isaks phone goes off and the moment is gone and isak is sitting up to get his phone while trying to normalize his breathing and while he’s talking on the phone, even silently gets up and leaves without a word and isak is so fucking confused he can barely pay attention to the phone call all he can think about is even licking his lips just before they were interrupted by isaks phone

#ask