#loving my boyfriend hours again hahah a a h a

[bowandcurtsey]

May I request some headcanons about Nozel, Fuegoleon, Yami and William, cuddling in bed with their girlfriend on morning (or maybe still sleeping with her in a tight embrace) and someone of the squad runs into the chamber because of an URGENT matter (your choice of what exactly) and having a shock seeing them like that, because their relationship wasn't known at all until now. Love your headcanons, by the way.

hahah! Anony! Your request is hilarious! Thank you for making my day~

Nozel | Fuegoleon | Yami | William x f! Reader.

Warnings: suggested NSFW but no actual ones.

Nozel Silva

"Good morning~" You smiled as your boyfriend's arms snaked around your waist and pulled you closer into his embrace. You loved morning like this; on his rare off days you both would sleep in a little longer, enjoying each others warmth.

"mhmm." he barely responded to you. Nozel Silva wasn't a man of many words, but his actions always showed clearly his affections for you. He rested into the nook of your neck, inhaling deeply and taking in your scent. You turned over towards him, his fringe falling to the side of his face, revealing his beautiful features under the gentle morning sun.

"Brother! The magistrate daughter is here at the S-" Solid bursts into the room without knocking. The both of you sat up in shock. "oh.."

The moment solid silva's eyes fell on you and then towards his brother, he stood still for a good 3 second before everything registered in his mind. "shit."

The room was silent as an intimidating amount of mana surged throughout the room. Hell hath no fury like an irritated Nozel Silva. Solid stood rooted to the ground, incapable of moving a single muscle.

"what. is it." His pause between his words further intensifies the fear growing inside of Solid as he gulped. You couldn't help but purse your lips, you were initially annoyed as well, being interrupted during your favourite time with your man, but seeing him being this disturbed about it made your heart do little backflips, knowing how important you were to him.

"T-the magistrate daughter is h-here at the S-silva house.." The younger Silva spoke with caution, rethinking about whether this information was really important to break to his brother immediately.

"She's 10." Nozel spoke flatly. "I do not have time to entertain a kid." Nozel almost staring a hole straight through Solid. "You take care of her."

"o-okay brother!" he quickly perked up straight and saluted his brother.

"What are you standing there for? get the hell out." Nozel raised his eyebrows at him.

Before you could even say bye to him the door was already slammed shut behind him. You couldn't help but break into a giggle when he left.

"Why are you laughing?" The silver eagle captain questioned you, eyes turned soft and the previous ominous mana dissipating now that you were both alone again.

You leaned in closer to him and brushed his fringe away from his face as you took a good look at his bare face. You would never get tired of this sight. "nothing, just amused that you are that annoyed. You're not afraid that Solid would tell everyone about today?"

He closed his eyes and plopped back into bed, pulling you together with him, holding you close to his chest as if you were a bolster. "I do not care"

Fuegoleon Vermillion

It was in the wee hours of the morning and you were tucked in snug in Fue's warm embrace. You didn't want the day to start; wishing that your off days could come sooner so you could cuddle in bed like this all day.

“Good morning my love,” Fue’s soft and low voice laced with sleepiness greeted your ear. He gently pressed his lips on your temples. You turned your head over, slightly reaching up to ask for one on your lips. He caught your memo of course, pressing a kiss to your lips then your nose and forehead.

“Good morning indeed,” your lips tugged up in contentedness, melting yourself into his chest and intertwining your legs with his, “I don’t want to leave this bed today, stay with me~” you said with a little pout that you knew Fue couldn’t resist.

“Okay Honey, another 15 m-”

“DUMB BROTHER” the door flew open and both of you literally jumped, “SISTER THERESA IS HER- ”

“WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?” Mereoleona shouted in shock when she saw the two of you in bed together.

“Mereoleona, it’s 6am in the morning, what’s wrong with you?” There was a hint of anger in his voice as he covered your frame with the duvet.

“Don’t have to hide y/n now, I saw her clearly” she teased.

“I’m not hiding her from you.” He shot his sister a look of annoyance, “you gave her a shock and she’s in her pyjamas”

“So? Whatever she has, I have them too! Besides, we went to the hot springs together so I saw everything ~”

A blush crept up to Fue’s cheeks.

“Shy now my little brother?” She lifted her nose in triumph.

“Would you just keep it down it’s 6am in the morning , this is the Vermillion house, not your jungle”

The tension between them grew and you couldn’t help but feel a little awkward.

“Erm.. sister theresa is here isn’t it” you mumbled but the siblings just ignored you.

“Nothing to be shy about pure and innocent one~”

“Have you lose your manners and forgot what’s knocking a door like?”

They both carried on back and forth and the argument grew heated until Fuegoleon got out of bed and they started throwing flames at each other.

They made such a ruckus until sister Theresa had to come up personally and knock the two of them into place and made them apologise to one another.

“Well hello there y/n,” sister theresa beamed at you, “you must be Fue boy’s girlfriend, he mentioned about it before”

“Pleasure to meet you. Please don’t mind them, they’re both really childish when it comes to these matters”

You couldn’t help but giggle a little, what a way to meet his family for the first time.

Yami Sukehiro

There was no such thing as mornings with Yami, this man simply sleeps through and won’t wake up until almost noon time if he didn’t have any schedule.

You would always wake up before him and just enjoy looking at his sleeping face, the only time that Yami looked innocent and peaceful.

You would start shifting and tossing in his arms to find a comfortable and cooling spot and his arms would automatically lift up and wrap itself around you once you stopped fidgeting. This always amused you and you couldn’t help but smile whenever he does that.

You peppered kisses to his stubbles and his lips. After a few kisses, his lips would react and kiss you back but the rest of his body didn’t even stir.

Your fingers traced his features, his wrinkles, his scars and you lay there feeling blessed and enjoying his warmth that his huge muscles radiated.

“YAMI DANJOU” Asta bursts into the room, “TIME TO WAKE UP!”

“Eeek!!” You shrieked and quickly covered your naked body under the blanket.

Yami’s eyes flew open and he sat up almost at the same time as Asta coming in and shielded your frame behind his.

Asta sensed your ki. “Y/n paisen! Is that you?!” Asta cocked his head a little trying to see past Your boyfriend’s thick body.

“If you see anything I’ll dig your eyes out brat” Yami threw the entire blanket over you and he stood up wearing nothing but his birthday suit.

His mana made the entire room shake. Asta blinked innocently before realising what was going on.

“OHHHHHHH!” He smiled sheepishly at Yami who was now standing in front of him, towering over him, “S-SORRY YAMI DANJOU AND Y/N PAISEN, I’ll just get going now, wouldn’t want to disturb you”

Yami grabbed the top of Asta’s head and lifted him off the ground, leaving his legs flailing in the air.

“How dare you ruin my morning with my dear girlfriend?” He growled.

“BUT DANJOU! YOU TOLD ME TO WAKE YOU UP AND IF YOU DIDN’T WAKE UP YOU’LL KILL ME” Asta protested, his hands trying to pry open Yami’s hand on his head in vain.

“NOT ON MY OFF DAYS”

“I DIDNT KNOW ITS YOUR OFF DAY! DO YOU EVEN HAVE AN OFF DAY CAPTAIN?!”

Yami had enough and yeeted Asta into the nearby forest.

“Oh my god Yami!” You looked out the window at the direction Asta went, “I can’t believe you just threw him out like that!”

“Yea? He deserved it. Bed time with you is precious baby” he went back into bed. “Come here.” He pulled you into his warm chest as he nuzzled into your hair.

“So...” you tilted your head up looking at him, “whenever you tell me about throwing Asta or Magna out, you were telling me you did that Literally??” It suddenly dawned on you.

“Yeah?” He didn’t even hesitate to reply.

William Vangeance

Finally your busy boyfriend had a day off from work, you sighed happily into his chest, taking in his scent. He always smelt so good, like a garden of flowers.

He stirred a little, then pulled you close and tight into his embrace. You lifted your head up to look at him.

You loved his bare face, you told him many times that he didn’t have to wear a mask to hide his scars, but he was just used to wearing one. You lifted your hand and brushed your fingers across his scars.

With his eyes still closed, his hand reached for yours and placed them to his lips, kissing your fingers gently.

"I love you y/n" he whispered.

You felt your heart melt at his words, your lips tugging up into a smile as you reached up to peck him on the cheeks. His eyelids opened lazily as he gazed at you lovingly. His arms wrapped around the nape of your neck and pulled you into a deep kiss.

"Vangeance danjou!!" Alecdora burst in, the two of you jumped and pulled away from your kiss, "The wizard king is he- oh my god I'm very sorry" he immediately turned to face the door "I'm sorry captain!!"

The two of you glanced at each other, bursting with embarrassment. William cleared his throat, "It's okay, you can take your leave now, thank you"

As Alecdora left the room, Julius entered with his signature sparkly eyes, "WILLIAM! LOOK WHAT I'VE FOUND!"

As he gazed upon the two of you, face flushed red like tomatoes, his eyes opened wide as he smirked, "oh~ look what i've found~ tsk tsk." he teased.

"Julius, what is it" Annoyance started to become prominent in his voice.

"Oh.. Er.. forget it! This is way more interesting~" he waved to you, "Hi y/n~"

You smiled sheepishly at the wizard king, "good morning, wizard king"

"Oh william, I can't believe you didn't bother to tell me about you and y/n.." his voice feigning hurt. "When did you get together?" His sparkly eyes coming back.

William suddenly smiled and shook his head "how about you let us both wash up, get dressed and we'll meet you downstairs for brunch?"

"Sounds great~" he smiled cheerily and left the room, leaving the two of you alone again.

He heaved a sigh of relief and patted your head, "I'm so sorry my love, we have a close relationship.."

"I know," you laughed, thinking about the whole ordeal that just happened, "very close."

-end-

#black clover #black clover headcanons #black clover imagine #black clover x reader #black clover scenarios #william vangeance #william vangeance x reader #fuegoleon vermillion #fuegoleon x reader #furgoleon vermillion x reader #nozel silva #nozel x reader #nozel silva x reader #yami sukehiro #yami sukehiro x reader

[angellissy]

Hey :) I’ve never requested anything before so I’m sorry if i do it wrong hahah

But could I request something where instead of ward faking his death it’s rafe who has to do it and none of the pouges know about your relationship until it’s you crying in the dock instead of Sarah. And when you and the piggies go on the “rescue” mission to get Sarah off of the boat you see rafe and eventually end up staying with him and leaving your friends

I’m sorry if this is really long xx thank you for taking the time to read my request

R E A C H I N G  F O R  T H E  S U R F A C E

SEASON TWO SPOILERS!

rafe Cameron x Reader

warnings: angst with a big a, canon rafe (maybe a bit softer), toxic relationship, rafe playing the victim card, death and talks of suicide.

a/n: I feel like it is of importance that I tell you all that I have done everything in my power not to romanticize the rafe cameron character and if I have then please kindly let me know because sometimes it can be hard. However I still need to say that I am writing through the eyes of the “reader” who very much still cares for this boy, which also means that the way the reader deals with things might not have been your way. If any more warnings should be included in the beginning, feel free to let me know. I hope you enjoy this fic which I am actually very proud of. A big thanks to @snkkat​ who is my proof reading buddy. Also thanks for sending in the request, I LOVED writing it! <3

They say that when you die your life flashes before your eyes, but how about when you watch someone else die? For as you watched him die, the life and moments the two of you had shared flashed before your eyes like a string of reminders of a life and love lost. It felt as if there was no air for you to breathe, you weren’t even sure how long it had been since you managed to take a full breath. Your mind was running in circles, trying to grasp what had just occurred, replaying the scene over and over again until you were not even sure what reality you were in. With a hammering heart and a split soul, you were kneeling on the dock, just minutes after watching your first love take his own life. You could not even remember how you had gotten out here in the first place, you just wished that you would have stayed behind as all your friends rushed toward a disaster in waiting. Perhaps that would have spared you some of the heartbreak, spared you from hearing him scream that he loved you one last time, spared you from seeing his boat go up in flames. But no, you were sure that for as long as you lived, you would see that blazing inferno whenever you closed your eyes.

There were arms around you, an attempt to soothe your shaking body, it only made you feel more trapped in a memory you would never escape. Those arms lifted you up and suddenly you were walking, mixed in all the anger and sadness there was a surprise that your body was even able to function. It felt as if you were outside of your body watching everything occur, you watched as Kiara and JJ helped you sit down on a sofa and as they draped a blanket over your shoulders. You watched it unfold, but you couldn’t feel it and there was no way that you would be able to respond to their worried questions. Instead, you were stuck in a mind that replayed everything Rafe had ever said or done to you as if that somehow could manifest him back to life. That stuck-up boy with the golden hair had been your first boyfriend, complicated as the relationship may have been, it had been the first time you ever experienced something close to love. Just days ago you had stood before him, tears in your eyes and heart in your throat as you called the relationship off. For a very long time, he had not been the boy you fell for, but rather a ghost of who he once was. Where he had once been sweet and tender with you, there had only been cold stares and words sharp enough to cut through ice. You were not oblivious to the fact that he struggled with issues you could never comprehend, but you refused to be an accomplice in his undoing. Time after time you had tried to be the person he could cling to when the world sat heavily upon his shoulders, but you soon realized that love and affection could not solve all problems. Oh, and you had loved him so much that you would have done anything for him to smile at you the way he had when he uttered those big three words for the first time. He had watched you with eyes that held so much adoration that you thought that they would never dim, that they would shine brighter for each time his eyes found yours. But eventually, they had dulled, and so you had realized that you would not sacrifice yourself no matter how much you cared for him. It did not matter that you had called things off with him or that you had decided to leave him in order to save yourself, for the knowledge that he was actually gone made it feel like someone was clawing at your heart and trying to rip it apart. It felt like no time in the world would be able to heal the pain in your chest or dry the tears falling from your eyes.

Time was indeed a funny thing, how seconds turned into minutes and how then those minutes became hours. Hours that you spent reminiscing over a life you thought you had given up before it was lost forever. You clung to the memories of him as if they were the lifebuoy keeping an anchor from pulling you down in a sea made up of your own sorrow. You knew that you were staying in your own made-up memories of a relationship with more bad times than good, but a part of you felt that you could not grieve the person he had become. For he had been vile and horrid, and if you acknowledged that, you would feel guilty for the sadness overwhelming you. So yes, you stayed in your made-up reality and wept for the boy that could have been. As hours turned into days, your friends made every effort to comfort you and try to get you out of the room that had become your place of mourning. Their tries aggravated you, for they did not understand the feelings rushing through your body at such speed it made you lightheaded. Each one of them had hated Rafe Cameron with at least one bone in their body and you knew how some of them had looked the day he died as if they were content that he was finally gone. Relieved that he could no longer plague them with taunts and threats that might have become reality was it not for his passing. You might have understood this, had it not been for the grief and guilt plaguing every bone in your body.

As days turned into weeks, you eventually came to appreciate their efforts to help you. It was like your vision was starting to clear and you could finally start trying to live your life again, and the first step to doing that was always to surround yourself with people that made you roar with laughter. Their ventures to try and find the Cross of Santo Domingo, were helpful, to say the least. Those adventures were as distracting as they were terrifying since the outcome was never given. Your mixed friend group of pogues and kooks had actually found that damn cross as well. Who would have thought that a bunch of high school kids would be able to find a historic relic? The answer would have been no one, and that is why you don’t underestimate kids with no limits. The cross had been in your grasp until a greedy and manipulative Ward Cameron came along and grabbed it. Ever since that particular happening, things started going south fast and it all ended up with Sarah being kidnapped by her own guardians. It also ended up with the rest of you stowed away like cargo on the ship she was on. While John B and Pope carried out their plan to find Sarah and the famous cross, you, JJ, and Kie sweated from every pore as you waited to hear from them. You had zoned out, staring mindlessly into one of the walls of the container, in the background you could hear your two friends talk about their dreams for the future. Something about going on several surfing trips at various destinations with each other, and that part made your heart ache. Sure, after everything he had done, a future with Rafe had not been one of your dreams. Still, as you listened to your friends talk, you could only remember a time where he had been everything you wanted in life. You pressed your palms upon your face as if you somehow could force every memory of him to remain in that little part of your brain where you were hoping they would become forgotten. A loud clank dragged you out of your thoughts and you looked up just in time to see Pope and John B climb in through that small window opening, followed by a woman you had never ever seen. Shortly after that, problems started to arise and soon all of you were scrambling out of the container in hopes of not being detected by the workers on the boat. They were in obvious search of all of you, which made you sweat even more than you had done inside the container. All of you received different plans on how to tackle the situation, yours was to act as a lookout for John B as he searched for Sarah.

You followed him down to what you could only assume was the boiler room since steam was thick in the air and you took your place by the door as he ventured further down. His desperate cries for Sarah echoed through the room and you dearly wished for a response to be heard, but there was nothing except the sound of his shoes against the floor. Thump, thump, thump and then utter silence until John B utters a name that made it feel as if the floor was pulled away from under your feet.

“Rafe.”

One of your hands finds the doorframe, a poor attempt to steady yourself as you try to figure out if this is a trick played by your grieving mind. You take a few breaths and as the silence is once again interrupted by two raised voices, you follow John B’s path down into the room. The heart in your chest is beating so hard that it feels like you are going to throw up, and it only gets worse the nearer you come. At first, you only see your friend, but then you look past him

and

your

heart

stops.

Rafe Cameron had died in front of your very eyes, so either the gods were playing a nasty cruel joke or you had lost the battle with your mind. You shut your eyes just to open them again, and no matter how many times you did it, he still remained. What happened next was a bit peculiar to you, for weeks you had drowned in grief where sadness was the constant emotion, but as you looked him in the eye and saw that he was very much alive, rage and anger crushed into you with the force of a thousand waves. You stepped toward him, only for an arm to shoot out to stop you, and John B added to his gesture by saying “Don’t”. Laughter bubbled in your throat, for who was he to tell you what you could or could not say to your “dead” ex-boyfriend who seemed to never stop causing you grief.

“Find Sarah.” John B hesitated for a few moments before following your unspoken order to leave you and Rafe alone. It wasn’t surprising considering that his worry for Sarah would always overpower anything else. Once again you looked into Rafe’s blue eyes, remembering a time when you used to stare in them for so long you would see specks of green and grey. Had you searched for those colors now, you would probably have found them. However, you were trying to decipher whatever feeling that was shining in them, was it anger? No, his other features were too soft for that and the hand holding his weapon had gone slack as he watched you. Maybe it was relief? No that was not it either, for why would he be relieved to see you? You were not the one who had died and left the other behind. You stepped even closer to him, the simmering anger inside of your veins made your hands shake and he looked at them briefly as if he wanted to take them in his. Your hands clenched into fists and you watched as his shoulders dropped the tiniest bit, and suddenly you knew exactly what was shining in his eyes.

Love, and sadness. Your heart started to speed up again, and you knew that once you opened your mouth, the anger and grief that had become part of you, would tumble out in words that you would never be able to take back. But he had done something much worse, so he would listen, you would make sure of it. Your lips parted slightly and he must have seen it for his words came first.

“I- fuck I am sorry okay? But I had to do it, you wouldn’t understand but I had to do it, it was the best for everyone.” As he says this you can’t help the sound that slips through your lips, it was supposed to be a laugh but it sounds more like a sob. His eyes flicker between you and everything else in the room as if there was anything in here that could save him for this conversation. You move your hands toward your chest and his eyes watch as you press them hard against your chest, against the heart that won’t stop breaking.

“Best for everyone?” Your voice is the combination of a whisper and a ragged breath “Did you have my best interest in mind when you let me believe you had blown yourself up?” He winces and makes an attempt to say something but you hold up a hand to stop him. “Did it ever occur to you how your little stunt would affect the one person who still, despite everything, loved you?” This time, your voice has started to rise towards something like a scream, and how could you not scream when there is so much sadness inside of you that it felt like just looking at him would turn your body into a pool of water.

“You broke up with me, so don’t start acting like a victim where you aren’t one.” His features are starting to morph into those he carries when anger overcomes him, but you will not back away from this. Your hands are in your hair, pulling at it as if that would help you make sense of this situation. “You broke my heart long before I broke yours.” You can’t help the way your voice breaks or the tears that start falling from your eyes.“You needed and still need help and until you receive that help, you are prone to hurt anyone in your vicinity.” Now it is his turn to drag his hands through his hair and his breaths come faster and faster until you realize that he is starting to hyperventilate. He sinks to the floor and you follow, not sure how to help when it feels like his state is mirroring your own. With cautious movements, you place your hands on his shoulders, and the shaking of his body sends trembles throughout yours. For a while nothing happens, you just sit there with your hands on his body and watch him fall apart. Perhaps you should have been glad that he was suffering, after everything he had done to you he deserved it. But you couldn’t feel anything other than anguish and as a sob escaped his body every restraint you had kept on yourself broke and you hugged him towards your chest. You could never save him, but he clung to you as if you had the power to undo every wrong he had ever done. After a while, he looks up at your tear-streaked face and one of his hands reaches up to cup it. You want to look away because you can see everything in those eyes of his, every regret and every wish he has ever had. His forehead leans towards you and you feel his hot breath against your skin. As you breathe in the scent of cologne and feel his skin against yours, you feel overwhelmed by the fact that he is actually here. You notice that his lips part and for a second you are scared that he is going to kiss you, but he must know that there is a limit to your patience with him so he just whispers words with the promise of what could have been. “I wanted to be good for you.” A small smile takes place on your lips and you close your eyes as you try to restrain the well of emotions inside of you. “I know Rafe, I know.” He breathes out a little, almost as if he is relieved that you are aware that he tried in a world and with a mind constantly working against him. You knew, but you also knew that there was someone else out there for you. Someone who would love you in a way that Rafe would never be able to, in a way that would not send the two of you to the bottom of the ocean. Whoever was out there would make you swim. For so long you had wanted to believe that Rafe was the one, despite all his flaws you would have given anything for him to be your future. It was a relief to know that you could and deserved to have more. But you also knew that you needed to do something before that could happen.

“I will stay-.” Before you could even finish your sentence he whipped his head up to look at you with such hope you never wanted to continue talking. You swallowed hard and forced yourself to go on. “I will stay with you just to make sure you receive the help you need.” His whole body deflated and you had to bite your lip in order not to cry again. Eventually, he nodded and you closed your eyes in relief. You knew that this had to be the right move, no one else would listen to him or make sure he got help, so you needed to be the one to did. Just enough so that you finally could start swimming towards the surface.

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[the-second-tonks]

hey! i heard you are doing a really cool avengers game and i would like to participate!’🥳 i’m a straight female and here are some info about me

basics

capricorn sun, libra moon and leo rising : ENFP/ ENTP i keep going back and fourth with those mbti types

i have medium length black wavy hair

i’m tan but not tan tan

people say i have expressive eyes lol

average height

likes and dislikes

likes

socializing, i enjoy meeting new people and hangout out with others

i like science and social studies they r my favorite subjects in school. i also like art and pe

taking risks and big adventures

traveling, spontaneous activities and shopping lol

dislikes

people who are always serious (although i like to push their buttons), no humor and dull

being restrained, underestimated

people not being nice to one another

people who can’t carry convos (it doesn’t bother me a lot but still)

personality

i’m extroverted but can be a tiny bit shy

i like the hustle, and really passionate and determined - action oriented

im very humorous and witty and creative

people mistake my friendliness as flirting (but im a huge tease)

i like to see the big picture; and get carried away with multiple projects bc i may not finish them all.

i have a loud laugh

kinda competitive

in romance i like to keep switching from chasing my partner to them chasing me (just for the thrill)

hobbies

i like hanging out with my friends/family, learning new stuff, cooking (i try), napping, playing sports (i try), biking, playing my flute and drawing.

fun facts about me

i’m left handed but can write with both hands

i can wiggle my nose without lifting my eyebrows

i can raise and wiggle both of my eyebrows

i kinda have a lot of stamina and could run fast

chat noir and rena rouge are my fav characters from mlb! i like their personality and their powers!

people say my personality is kinda like Black Cat from the Spider-man comics expect i lean more towards the heroic side hahah

i tend to fall for ENTJS, ISTJS, and ESTPS 😫😫

my comfort characters from marvel are peter, steve, rocket (the racoon, i think that’s his name), steve, ant man and groot

i’m a gryffindor

ships

from the ship request, i believe you shipped me with peter parker/spider-man. but i’m also curious to se my secret admirer if that’s fine

and that’s it!! i tried to minimize but keep things precise at the best of my abilities! i hope it’s not too much and i’m excited to see my life if i were in the MCU!! have a great day and take care!! 🥳🥳💞💞

Hii! Okay , it's a bit more than medium , but it's fine ! Okay sure ! You also asked me to add you fall in love quickly and also your comfort character is thor . But again, the decoration is so beautiful !

Coming back to your ship .. thank you for participating !

Your power is

Super strength !

Wow wow . This is so good . Okay , I know you already have much stamina , but for your adventures and stuff , I guess you'll have this . From your birth . Yes . You'll be always the one who's oh so powerful and stuff . Your strength will give you popularity . Not just this , ofcourse you'll be one of the best additions in the team of Avengers . You'll always be the one who's compared to Steve . Let's face this , you might not be able to defeat him sometimes , but that doesn't mean you don't win . You would be a tad bit smarter than Steve and so , you might win many times .

Your life with the Avengers

You were the one who had like three sisters and two brothers . In-short , a big fat family . But in tug-of-war , you alone vs all of them , still you'd win with few efforts . Because you were born with super strength . All , everyone from the neighborhood used to ask you mother about your diet and activities , but it was just what normal people ate . Okay , now having supers strength didn't mean you were so bulky and stuff , you had toned body , perfect for a girl. You were often the one who stood in front of the bullies , and the bullies simply ran away because they know who you were. You were quite popular in your neighborhood , until a team member (Tony Stark) from the famously called Avengers , sent you a letter . He asked you to side with him in the civil war . You did , but you also met the boy called Spiderman , Peter Parker . You and hit off really well as soon as you both met . Fighting together through the war , you also encountered Wanda , who appreciated your bravery and smartness before you knocking you out (bonus - you were caught by Peter before you could hit your head to the ground ). Finally , from fighting saving the wizard on Tony Stark's orders to following Peter into the spaceship , you were now battling Thanos with Doctor Strange , Peter Parker , etc . Strongly standing against him , you were still fighting until you got knocked out . Waking up, you saw doctor strange giving the stone to Thanos , who disappeared. Everyone was fine now , but the situation was tense . Suddenly , people began disappearing . Your eyes travelled to Peter , your love , who was already looking at you . He stumbled , staggered and fell down , whispering how he was feeling. He simply gave you a full-of-love gaze and disappeared .

With a new hope and a bit excitement of the risk , you stood on the machine beside Thor , the cool guy . Soon , from going back in time with Thor and Rocket to fighting against Thanos again , you saw Peter enter through the hole . All alive and well. You knew it wasn't the right time to be emotional and so, you contained your excitement and continued to fight . Finally , after saving Tony Stark with your witty brains , science and help , you all returned back . Reuniting with Wanda , you talked about the severally things you both had missed out . Later but yes , the boy Peter , did find some courage to ask you out .

Your bestfriend would be

Wanda Maximoff !

"Wanda , forget it. You won't be able to do it" your competitive nature spoke as you tried to discourage (jokingly) your bestfriend Wanda . She had been trying to wiggle her nose without raising eyebrows to raising and wiggling both the eyebrows , just like you do . And all you were doing was laughing at her attempts . Okay , it was really funny . The weird crooked faces she made , oh lord . "Okay , I give up . I know I can't do this , but I definately can beat you in running " she huffed but spoke the last part smirking . "Without magic" you added , informing her not to cheat .

After the run , Wanda was lying on the floor , exhausted but you still had the energy to stand . Looking at her with a big smirk , you let out a friendly hand which she took . But she was yet not done friendly competiting you . She tried writing with both hands , again she ofcourse couldn't manage it . Then , she took the biking challenge (almost cheating in it) , the drawing challenge was just fun (because she drew you so wierd and kept laughing at it for full one hour ) , the cooking challenge (okay , she nearly won in it) to playing sport . At the end , your score was quite higher than her , but not to deny the day was fun . Cue you playing flute , that peaceful sound filling the house and soon , Wanda's loud snoring accompanies .

Your s/o would be

Peter Parker !

Your laugh echoed through the empty corridor as Peter ran in your direction . The boy , Flash Thompson excused himself on seeing Peter , your boyfriend . You smiled at Flash before turning to Peter and hugging the boy who was almost out of breath . "Hey Peter !" You chirped . "H-hi Y/N" he greeted back . You and him had decided to go on shopping after grabbing some of your cooked meal which he loved .

Walking to the table , you both sat on it . You slowly removed your tiffin and offered Peter , who smiled and picked up the first bite . Ordering you some food , you both were peacefully eating except for some disturbing glances from Flash Thompson , who not so secretly admired you and thought you deserved someone better than Peter , someone like He himself . After finishing the science class with Peter , you both set out for shopping. The complete while , during shopping , Peter was looking at you as if you were some princess . Ofcourse he did treat you like that , but you felt something off . As if this treating was much of lowering himself than hyping you .

When you both returned back to your house with full bags he was silent during the whole walk . He didn't laugh or blush at your teasing . You were shocked at his behaviour and seeing the bigger picture , you concluded that he was tired . But no , you missed the minor details . The way he kept looking between flash and you in the canteen , the way he was always looking around to see a girlfriend and boyfriend enjoying themselves and then letting his head drop with dejection and how he simply listened to your witty jokes and teasing . Finally , when you both sat on the couch to check out the dresses , you spoke "what's up spideyboy ? Something gor you tired?" . He simply smiled and continued to look through your dresses . But you knew that look. The broken look . Immediately you dropped the dresses and hugged him . As expected by you , he let it out . He cried . Balled his eyes out . "Y/N , I-i'm really s-sorry for th-this . B-but really , we bot-h know you fa-all in l-love pretty quickly-y . Mayb-be you-u made-e a m-mistake in m-my case. And m-maybe , y-you des-serve a g-guy lik-ke Thompson , wh-oo ca-an make you l-laugh and s-smile ." You shushed him and spoke "P , I do fall in love pretty quickly , but do you realise I've been in love with you for 7 years ..and everytime I think about you , just the thought is enough to make me smile " . He released you from the hug , confused . You replied "yes p , 7 years .. did you forget the five years of the blip?" .he smiled teared eye and spoke "We . Are going to New York . Tomorrow itself . Start packing" and with that , you hugged him again .

I hope you liked it !

Thank you for participating !

#tani plays games #game for you all

[onewaigu]

Memory (Pt. 3)

Genre : short story

Theme : angst/fluff

Pairing : Kanghyun(Onewe) X Reader

Description : will Hyungu forgive you after you broke his trust years ago?

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

It was strange, filled with emotions

And my face changed in an instant

“I love you-” No, I hate you.

Hyungu's eyes were focused on your hands cupping your banana milk, almost protectively. He never understood your obsession with it. However, he did find it an endearing trait of yours. He never admitted that to you though cause he knew you'd tease him about it everytime.

Even after years of not speaking to each other, Hyungu secretly still had a soft spot for you. He didn't really blame you for your past decisions. He knew it wasn't entirely your fault that your heart fell for the wrong person.

Whenever he saw you in the hallways at school, you always had Youngjo-sunbaenim by your side. He was your boyfriend after all. Despite that, Hyungu would sometimes try to approach you only to refrain himself once you passed by him as if he wasn't there at all. You were smiling. That was all that mattered to Hyungu. He valued your happiness above his but you were too blinded by love to see that.

The day Hyungu finally confronted you, you decided to break your friendship with him and that's when it really dawned on him that he had truly lost you. His heart felt like it'd been stabbed mercilessly by you. The worst thing for him was, you left without even looking back.

Raising his eyes to meet yours, Hyungu was genuinely surprised at how the two of you finally crossed paths with each other after all these years. It was as if fate wanted to play a silly game to bring you two back together.

Hyungu was actually supposed to buy some snacks for the guys after spending hours practising on songs for their next performance. He didn't expect to find you working at the convenient store across the road from the company. Abandoning his duty to buy snacks, Hyungu picked up two bottles of banana milk from the shelf instead. He almost dropped the milk because his hands were shaking like crazy. He wondered where all the nerves was coming from. Trying to calm himself down, he leaned his back on one of the shelves in the aisles and took a deep breath. He peeked his head out to see you staring down at the counter, probably daydreaming about something. Typical Y/N.

He tried to keep his cool when he approached the counter. You were barely paying attention to him so he intentionally placed the milk directly at where you were staring. Once you noticed the items, you instantly scanned them as per normal without looking up. Hyungu, on the other hand, was turning beet red in embarrassment at your oblivious self. 'What if you don't notice him at all?' was running across his mind. Fortunately, that still moment was saved by the glint of familiarity caught in your eyes the second you looked up from the cash register.

Time moved in a blur and Hyungu finally found himself sipping banana milk with you outside of the store.

“If only he hadn't entered our lives, huh?”

Hyungu's question was redundant because the two of you would eventually realise by now that Kim Youngjo was a mistake made in the past.

“Hyungu..”, you trailed off as you tried to find the right words to say.

“Just so you know Y/N, I still care for you”, he interrupted softly.

Your eyes widened at his comment incredulously, “H-how could you still- after everything I did? I was horrible to you, Hyungu”

“You were everything to me, heck you were my best friend, Hyungu..but I treated you like trash”, you could feel your lips quivering as tears started to form slowly.

He averted his gaze from you. He couldn't bear to see you crying because of him.

“Please don't cry, Y/N..”, he wasn't looking at you but from the sound of his wavering voice, you knew he had tears forming in his eyes too.

“I'm not asking for us to be friends again because I would definitely make a terrible friend, all I'm asking for is forgiveness for being too dumb in the past to realise that our friendship was more important than that..guy”

You were practically begging because you weren't sure if this chance meeting was just a one-time thing.

“You don't need to apologise to me, we can't help with who we fall in love with”, he shrugged as his eyes bored into your own with such intensity.

“Let's just try to move on from the past, okay?”, he gave a warm reassuring smile.

“It might take some time before everything goes back to normal but I'm sure we'll work things out”

Before you could reply back to him, he was already getting ready to leave. You stood up from your seat. This was it. You were going to go your own separate ways again. The feeling sucked but you had to live with it.

“Um..thanks for the banana milk”, you awkwardly thanked him before mentally facepalming yourself. Thanks for the milk? Seriously? You're a genius, Y/N.

Hyungu was already a few steps away when you thanked him. He shook and bowed his head low, visibly trying to stifle a laugh.

When he regained his composure, he uttered something back at you with his back still facing you.

“Wanna hear a funny story?”

You cocked your head in confusion.

“Remember when I said we can't help with who we fall in love with? I guess it's too late now for me to confess-”

“Kim Youngjo, you lucky bastard”

[a/n]

dun dun dunnn..is this it? is this the end? i dunno either hahah youngjo sweetie, i'm sooo sorry i did you dirty in this fic T-T

stan weus bruh~

(gif credits to hotjoong)

#onewe #onewefluff #oneweangst #onewefic #kanghyun #kanghyungu #onewekanghyun

[lottalex]

1/1/2019~reflection

yo, so im not really sure how to do this. I think I just made a random Tumblr to let the feelz out. because your girl gotta lotta them. hence the lotta lex. but I am still not comfortable with people seeing my shit that I know because putting my feelings out to the world that sees me in every day life is fucking terrifying.

SO. basically, I am just her to reflection my life the last year because it is now 2019 and that is the basic girly thing to do ~*~*~ 

Jan- wtf even happened in January of last year. gimme a sec to look at my pictures. pretty sure thats when I riddled with anxiety constantly and crying alone in my apartment while my ex-boyfriend went out all the time with his friends and I hated my life. lets check. my god, first of all I was fat. and had black hair and bangs. (tf did no one stop me for.) HOWEVER, my sweet angel nephew was born and I got to cry as I held him for the first time and fell in love with him. I remember being so terrified that my bff would have an ugly baby but that bitch had to outdo us and produce the cutest lil human. god bless. I started my journey on being a vegetarian on this day last year. which was amazing and I could see my body changing while knowing I was helping the planet. that being said, it’s time to return to that. Contemplated chopping my hair off. clearly going thru a lil crisis at this point lol. my other best friend found out her bf was talking to anther girl and I had to hold all that shit in because I was angry. and did she leave? nah, ya girl didn't but its alright hit up May on here I’m sure you’ll see how she got him back lol. alright so Jan wasn’t the worst. pretty good bc of the bean.

Feb- Ain’t got no clue wtf went on here. I remember my ex took the day off work to watch a fucking soccer game on valentines day instead of coming to see me lol. Jacqui came to visit during this time apparently lol nice. Yes, omg I fucked called into work and went to St. Louis and SMASHED some Korean bbq. fuck that sounds so fire right now. we played overwatch which is always fun. I didn’t get chosen for an animal caregiver position lol. getting skinnier. got the lush shampoo and conditioner bars. might have to hit those up again but they made my hair so greasy in korea. omg donghyun and I started being friends, jacqui was talking to some super hot Korean boy too. sad that didn’t work out for her lol. God, im so happy I went through my pictures. I forgot that February was the time that my best friend and I decided to take the biggest fucking risk of our lives and study in Korea for the summer. my mom was so fucking supportive. I will never delete those screenshots. My sister realized she was depressed and we got her some meds. woo. I made work friends and played dungeons and dragons like a fucking nerd and I love it.

March- ayyyye, I think this is where my anxiety got high as fuck about korea which was amazing lol such a fucking shitty time in my life. low-key worth it tho. I made a chicken Alfredo lasagna for my friends and it was fire. I should make that again. so many veggies and dog pics. love both of those things. I CUT ALL MY HAIR OFF WOW. I FORGOT. damn, that shit was short. Ashley finally starting coming around again. lol broke Zach’s phone and Ashley’s tooth on st. Pattys day. go team. doggo had to get heart worm shots. that shit was 1700 bucks and she had a weird patch shaved on her back lol. my grandparents got me a fucking sweet coffee pot for Christmas and I finally started using it. I need to break it out again, WE SENT OUR DEPOSIT FOR OUR APARTMENT IN KOREA OMFG I WANNA CRY I LOVE IT. started doing yoga too. another thing I need to get into again. 

April- went home for easter. wore a black bra with a yellow sweater. the beginning of disappointing my stepmom’s side of the family lol. got my luggage for korea omfg I wanna cry looking at these. it makes me so happy. lots of bts pics. still love them. just highly glad im not as obsessed anymore. god, more screenshots of my fabulous mother being loving and supportive of my every move. guess who I cant say that for? my dad lol. damn, this is the month my anxiety fucking attacked me. I couldn't sleep. I would cry for hours alone. I thought I was going to get my house broken into. I was paranoid someone was watching me. just a really shitty time. but, I had lots of things to look forward to and I didn't even know. 

may- this was my fucking month. Jesus, this is gonna be a crazy ride. omg trying to purchase BTS tickets with our whole fam for jacqui to be the only one to get one lol. and then my sweet mother again hitting up Stubhub and buying us tickets for $1,000. she cray but I was so thankful. I held a snake, nice. I quit my job and moved home for like 3 weeks prior to Korea. I. babysat. all. the. time. I had Wyatt and Navie. and I got in trouble for coming home and babysitting because my boyfriend at the time wanted me to pay attention only to him. he wanted me to not make any money before I left. nothing. the new bts album came out and its still my favorite one so far. I woke up early as fuck and listened to the whole thing with jacqui. we put headphones in and texted with every song we listened to. my god, im thankful for that bitch. decided that month that I wouldn’t stay at my old apartment and that I would move in with Jesse. saving me quite a bit of cash. went to Chicago before we left for korea for a concert and we brought the boys lol what a mistake. ex and I fought the entire time. he was such a dick to me before I left for korea and im not sure if he even sees it to this day. but I had the worst drink ever at a bar in Chi. we rode bikes along the lake. BFF attempted to get her hair done and it was all fucked up and she had to fix it. had a karaoke night with her family which was fun. had to leave my doggo, not so fun. drove the airport with my family (& at this point by family I just mean my mom, stepdad and siblings because is my dad really a parent at this point lol). BFF and I left for korea. traveled to Canada where their money smells like maple syrup lol. started taking anxiety pills finally. got to mother fucking South Korea. had to climb up six flights of stairs with 3 suitcases each lololololol. couldn’t get real food anywhere because jacqui and I were anxious motherfuckers and wouldn’t go in anywhere to order. got a Korean phone number. oh, also broke up with my boyfriend two days before I left. I didn’t break up with him but yeah. also found out he was talking to girls on snapchat a lot. thats was fun. my mental breakdowns at that time were fun. but I was kinda happy because it took a lot of pressure off me for korea and all and all it was for the best. we weren’t happy and hadn’t been for a long time.

June- OH JUNE. so many things. KOREA. Jacqui and I found our home restaurant in korea and I hope if we go back it’ll still be there. best 김치찌게 ever. met other foreign people one night out. got super fucking drunk on alcohol in hongdae somewhere that I dont even remember lol. Also, that was the night I met the first Korean dude I kissed. he was nice. English not so good. Jacqui met that josh kid. god I hope I never forget that. dude was a creeper. and the next night I broke my fucking wrist and dislocated my wrist and elbow AND snapped the elbow ligament all over a motherfucking Korean American boy. drunk Lexie is and always will be a mess hahahahaha. so had to go to the ER via Korean taxi where I almost passed out because they wouldn't let me drink water. had to cry in front of a lot of Koreans. got my arm set back into place without any anesthesia. but I found a billboard cutout of BTS on the way home lol. had to make my parents decide if I should stay in korea for surgery or come back to the states. mind you I was not even a week into being in korea hahah. this is why my dad fucking hates me im sure of it. attempted to explore a lil more. I feel bad for jacqui. she had to take care of me throughout all of this and I was fucked up on pain meds. she's a good egg that one. had surgery in korea. missed the first few days of class lol. found the fucking best popsicles ever in the hospital. made my dad pay 9,000 dollars for my surgery. found a bomb ass American restaurant. RIP I miss u. awh, omg Dasol. my bird. learned I loved cold noodles. especially in the heat of June Jesus H. tai kwon do was also lit. cute instructors bless. Jacqui’s drunk tinder date that turned into my date lol hey Daniel. got my cast off and got the brace. met meerkats and wallabies. finally had sex with someone besides my ex. 

ok ok this too much. I gotta clean now ill be back for the other six months lol 

[v3-killing-harmony-imagines]

‘the boys (and maki if thats alright!!) reaction to their s/o calling them during the middle of the night saying they couldn't stop thinking about them? hopefully you get what im trying to say’

the boys (and maki if thats alright!!) reaction to their s/o calling them during the middle of the night saying they couldn't stop thinking about them? hopefully you get what im trying to say

I understand you completely! Enjoy~

Saihara Shuichi:

It’s late at night, or early in the morning, technically.

He really should be sleeping, but he’s working on a specifically tough case and he’s determined to gain some ground.

Suddenly, his phone buzzes. His heart spikes when he sees your icon, thinking of the worse that could have happened this late at night…

He answers it immediately,  “Hello?”

“Hi Shuichi,” the calmness in your voice sooths him a bit. “So you’re up as well huh?”

“Yeah, working on a case.” He replies.

“Well, I’m glad I didn’t wake you…Um well I called you- it’s a stupid reason, but I couldn’t stop thinking about you…I just can’t, you’re so perfect to me, Shuichi and I really really love you.”

He blushes, stumbling over his own words before he gets out “I-I love you too.”

He hears your laughter, and he feels his heart warm. “You’re so cute, Shuichi, so so cute.”

He feels his face heat, the praise making his body heat up.

“I-I um, I… You’re c-cute as well.”

“Awww, thank you Shuichi, Muah!” You kiss the phone. You’re sure he heard it because he’s babbling again.

“You...you should go to bed, S/o, It’s late. I do like talking with you and this was really nice but, uh, it’s not good if you stay up too late…”

“Well if I go to bed then you have too as well, Saihara, Ok?”

“O-ok..”

“Promise?”

“I promise.”

“Good.” You smile. “Bed, Ok? I’ll see you at school tomorr- today. Heheh, good night Saihara, I love you.”

“I love you too…..sleep well.”

You both hang up, Saihara does crawl into bed, but he remains awake for a half hour, thinking about your voice and words you said until the pleasant thoughts rock him to sleep.

Amami Rantarou:    

“Hello?”

“Hi, you’re up this late Amami?”

He chuckles, “I could be asking you the same thing.”

You laugh lightly, “Fair enough.”

“So,” he relaxes in his chair, “What’s up?”

“Uh, well this is going to sound silly….ugh…uh…really silly….”

“What is it?”

He feels your hesitation on the phone. “Uh…well it was late at night and there’s no one around…and I began…thinking about you…and I just realized how much I love you but I never got to tell you, so I needed to call you and tell you because I couldn’t get to sleep because of it…”

There’s a silence for a second, before Amami speaks again. “You’re sweet you know that? I love you tooo~”

“Hahah, I bet I love you more.”

He retorts, in an dramatic tone, “Whaaaatt? Naw, I do.”

“Is that a challenge?”

“Mayybbbee.”

The two of you spend the next half hour fighting over who loves each other the most, talking about why you love the other and why the other person is totally the cuter one.

“Alright Alright, you win.” You give up.

“Yes! Success.” You can see his lopsided grin already. “But now- it’s really late- really really late.”

“Oh, you’re right.”

“S/o, this has been a very nice call, but I sadly have to hang up now. I love you, babe, Goodnight, see you later~”

“Alright Amami, Goodnight, Love ya.”

“Love you more~” he teases.

You laugh, “Bed. Now. Love you.”

“Love you~ Goodnight.”

“Goodnight Amami.”

Ouma Kokichi:

His phone rings, and he springs off his bed to answer it.

“What are you doing so late at night, calling me S/o chan~”

“Good evening to you too, Ouma.”

“Isn’t it technically morning?”

“Hah, fair enough.”

He relaxes back into his pillows, truth be told he was having trouble falling asleep…not that he would tell anyone.

“So? What does S/o need with me so early in the morning?” His tone is borderline teasing.

“Uh, Well I uh, was thinking about you…”

He gasps, “S/o thinking about me so late at night?! How dirty!” despite what he says, he’s curious to what you have to say.

“I was thinking….about you- nothing explicit, just…I just couldn’t stop thinking about you and then the next thing I knew I was in tears over how I’ve got an amazing boyfriend and I felt like I needed to call you and tell you this…”

Ouma’s heart races, from the praise and the comfort and the fact that you think he’s amazing….

“Oh, well naturally you’ll think of someone like me that much!”

“Kokichi, I, I really love you, you know? I just love everything about you…and you deserve to know that I feel this way. I just want you to feel loved, because I love you a lot, Kokichi.”

There’s slight tears in his eyes, and he’s glad you aren’t seeing his face right now.

“Well, I, feel the same way as S/o does.”

He hears you giggle, “I know you don’t let out your feelings often, that’s fine. I know you love me as well.”

He gulps, he doesn’t feel in control, and he’s emotional, he hates that. But he does feel warm, really warm.

“Ah, well I think I can sleep now, I think you can too… Kokichi. Good night, I love you.”

“G’night.” He mumbles before hanging up.

He places his phone back, feeling down.

He should be better for someone like you…god, he can’t even tell you how much he feels about you…

But…you…understand him, and if you understand him, you’ll know that he loves you, and that one day when he’s able too, he’ll be the one to say “I love you”

He keeps this hope in his mind, and then he drifts off into a dreamless slumber.

Kaito Momota:

He wakes up to his phone ringing, he blinks, dazed, before he picks it up- ‘S/o’.

“Hullo?” He mumbles, pushing himself into a sitting position.

“Hi, did I wake you?”

“Naw.” He yawns.

“You’re not a very good liar…” you scoff.

He shrugs, then remembers you can’t see him, “ S’ not my specialty I suppose….”

“Well, I’m sorry to bother you so late at night, I didn’t mean to be a bother…”

“No no, it’s finnneeee s/o, I’m always up for doing late night stuff with you~”

You scoff, “You’re unbelievable.”

“Yeah but you looovveeeee me righhhht?”

“That’s actually what I wanted to talk to you about.” Your tone is soft, it’s lulling Kaito to sleep. “I…couldn’t sleep. I don’t know what it was but I couldn’t stop thinking about you…your stupid, dumb idiot self…but I love it, I love it so much and I just want to…” you laughed.

Momota was fully awake now, feeling his chest clench by the one he loved. “s/o. I love you. I love you so much, you make me feel like I can do anything, you make me feel like the luckiest man in the world, Momota fuckin Kaito that can do anything.” he laughs, running a hand through his hair.

“Aha, I love you, Kaito.”

He returns the words with the same amount of passion. “And you, S/o, I love you.”

No one gets much sleep that night, Momota ends up falling asleep halfway through the day, keeping you within an arms distance as he sleeps.

Kiibo:

He startles in the middle of the night.

At first he’s frightened, his servers only wake in the middle of the night if there’s an emergency.

Then he hears the ringing- a phone system installed on him.

It’s from you, he’s programmed It so that if you ever call, it will alert him, even if he’s sleeping.

He answers, alarmed. “Hello? S/o, is everything ok?”

“Ah, Kiibo, everything is fine don’t worry- did I wake you?”

He releases a sigh, “Ah, I’m glad you’re ok- I have a programming system that alerts me whenever you call.”

“That’s…nice? I think…but I do feel bad for making you worry….”

“It’s fine!” Kiibo chirps, he still hasn’t moved from his curled up position. “What do you need?”

“Well, I…I couldn’t sleep because I was thinking about you too much. And I figured that maybe if I called you it would help settle my emotions…”

All at once, his eternal fans click on, cooling down his heated systems. “T-that’s, I mean, I’m h-happy to talk to you about it s/o.” He’s twiddling with his fingers.

“Ehe, Kiibo you’re so precious, I can feel you blushing all the way over here.”

“A-ah! You c-can?!”

“Your voice gives it away, I like it though, it makes me realize how much I mean to you.”

“You…” Kiibo gulps, “You mean the world to me s/o… well not really the world, but uh, the equivalent of a very important hard drive that makes me run properly. A-and…”

‘Oh god, Kiibo are you really going to go through with this?’

“…And sometimes, I…I really wanna just hug you because you make my servers warm…”

‘Ahhhh! You did, Ahh, I hope s/o doesn’t find that weird…”

He hears laughter from the other end and he startles, “W-what? Did I say something wrong?”

“No Kiibo, You’re perfect.”

“Well, I’m not really perfect…no one can be….”

“You’re perfect to me.”

He feels his face plates warm, glowing a light red in the darkness. “A-ah, I um, you’re perfect as a human can be to me S/o!”

“Ahh, thanks Kiibo….I’m going to go to bed now, thanks for talking to me.”

“No...No problem!”

“I love you Kiibo, good night.”

He chokes out, “I-Iloveyoutoo!” and then the line clicks off.

He doesn’t sleep much that night, you find him at school a blushing mess, he doesn’t look in your eyes, and when you hold his hand he nearly faints.

What a boy.

Gonta Gokuhara:

“Hello? What are you doing up so late S/o?”

He got your call, and he bolted out of bed. His ears are sensitive to sounds after spending years in the forest.

“Gonta, Hi, I uh, couldn’t get to sleep.”

“Ah! Is s/o scared or worried? Gonta can sing S/o to sleep if they need it!”

“No…I’m… I’m not scared, In fact I’m happy.”

“Really? Then why are you up so late at night?”

“Well, I was thinking about you Gonta, and I couldn’t get to sleep.”

Confusion and embarrassment combine, “Y-you what?”

“I was thinking…just how kind you are and how you always put me first…just like a true gentleman.”

“Gonta… Gonta thanks you for thinking that way S/o!”

“Of course, I…you make me happy Gonta.”

“S/o makes Gonta happy as well!”

“I’m…lucky to have you Gonta…”

“Gonta is the luckier one to have S/o! Gonta loves S/o.”

“I love you too, Gonta….I think I can sleep now…thanks for talking to me, Goodnight, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Goodnight S/o! Have a good sleep!”

He hangs up, a goofy smile on his face, now he’s the one not able to sleep.

Korekiyo Shinguji:

He’s awake when you call him, don’t ask why.

“Hello.”

“Oh you’re awake.”

He chuckles, “Yes, I wouldn’t be answering if I wasn’t.”

“I already knew that and you know it.”

He smirks, “Just testing if you’re drunk or not.”

“If I’m drun- what do you think I’m doing?”

He shrugs, “It’s nearly four in the morning, there isn’t anything else you could be doing.”

“Then what are you doing?”

He doesn’t respond.

“Hah, knew it.”

“I just wanted to make sure you’re …yourself, you know?”

“Because you didn’t want to take advantage of me, I’m guessing.” You say it as it’s so obvious that he startles for a moment, “Ye..s, yes.”

He can imagine you grinning, “I know you more than you think I do, Korekiyo.”

“I can see that…”

“Well, it’s because of that, that I need to talk to you.”

“I’m all ears.”

“I was thinking about you, just thinking about you and how you act during class or how when you’re focused your hair will fall down over your eyes- and by the time I knew it I couldn’t stop thinking…funny isn’t it?”

“S/o…” he takes a few seconds to choose his words. “That’s… probably the kindest thing anyone has ever said to me my whole life. I…. I can’t ever begin to describe how elated that makes me…I’m enormously  ecstatic that I can make you feel that way because I feel such a passion for you, to protect you and to be with you. I know it sometimes doesn’t show but…I love you, and I hope I can continue to make you feel as blessed as you do.”

Your voice is a whisper, soft and as fragile as the night sky before dawn. “There you go again, getting all wordy… But I love you as well Korekiyo, I want you to always remember that…”

“I will. I promise.” He whispers back.

“Hah…I called you to try and get some sleep but now I feel even more awake…”

“I don’t feel tired as well- would you like to stay up with me?”

“Of course.”

No one gets much sleep that night, and when you do fall asleep you hear the gentle murmuring of sweet nothings of Korekiyo to rock you to sleep.

Hoshi Ryoma:            

His phone buzzes in the middle of the night; he wakes, and then drags himself out on the last buzz to answer.

“Hello…” His flops back into bed, trying to force some energy into his voice.

“Hi, sorry if I woke you…”

He blinks, rubbing his eyes, “S/o..?”

“Yeah…that’s me.”

He pulls the phone away from his ear to check the screen, “Jesus, it’s 3am in the fucking morning...what is it is?”

“I’m…sorry…I probably shouldn’t have woken you up…especially since it’s for a stupid reason…”

He scoffs, “It’s a bit too late for that now don’t you think.” He’s grumpy, and tired, give him some slack.

“Yeah…I guess so…”

“Still, I’m up now, so what is it?”

“Well I…couldn’t sleep because I was thinking about you so much…”

“Were you thinking about how I killed people, is that why?”

“Hoshi! NO!”

He laughs bitterly, “Sorry, I really shouldn’t have gone there.”

“Hoshi, I… I know that it’s hard on you at times, with how you feel and how you put yourself down all the time…and having to live with what you’ve done.”

“Since when did this become a vent session.” He mumbles.

“But, I, I love you. I love you even if you don’t love yourself because I know that there is a Ryoma Hoshi that is good, who loves cats and hot chocolate, summer days out in the court and winter nights spent inside. Who caught my heart because of not only his good qualities but his flaws as well, I wouldn’t want my Hoshi any other way, you know….”

He lets his mind wrap around those thoughts, digesting them, chewing them, processing them. He’s never one to be good with words or emotions, but he does want- no- need you to know how much he cares.

“S/o…Thank you, I’ve never been good with these kinds of things but- there is no one I’d rather be talking with at 3am over the phone.”

“I…I feel the same way, Ryoma.”

The light, emotional atmosphere is broken when he sneezes.

“Fuck don’t tell me I’ve caught a cold…” He sniffles.

“Hoshi…you should sleep now, I’m sorry for waking you…”

“No. I mean yes- I mean- yes and no. Yes to the sleep part because I feel like a soggy handkerchief, no to your apology- with my parents…I learned how to stay asleep, no matter what situation…”

“Ryoma…”

He shakes his head, “Enough about them, I’ve had more than enough of them for eternity. I’m going to sleep now S/o, you better get some as well.”

“Ok, Goodnight, I love you.”

“Love you too, kitten.”

He hangs up, cutting your shocked mewl off.

He grins to himself, until he sneezes again, then he lays back down and goes to bed.

He wakes up the next morning with a cold, and despite that he feels like shit- it’s not so awful when he has you.

Maki Harukawa:

The phone rang once, she ignored it, that is, until she realized who it was from- she pounced out of bed and answered it.

“Hello.” That’s the thing about Maki, she never answered the phone like she was unsure of herself- she was always confident.

“Oh, you’re awake.”

“I couldn’t really sleep.”

“Neither could I.”

“Oh, nice, I mean, not nice…but nice that we’re both up at the same time and-”

“I understand you, S/o.” her tone isn’t harsh or annoyed, it’s soft and low, like a mother talking to a child.

“Well, I, I called you because I couldn’t sleep…for a specific reason.”

“And that is?”

“I was thinking about you.”

“…” she doesn’t answer, and she’s thankful that no one can see the scarlet sparkle seeping into her cheeks.

“You’re just….really…really pretty. Long hair that’s silky and smooth, pallid skin, honey-like-voice…not to mention your composed attitude and protective nature. You’re really perfect to me, Maki.”

Now she’s really blushing, “T-thank you S/o.”

“Aw, did I make you stutter.”

“No, of course not!” Another thing- she never tells you to shut up or “Do you want me to kill you?” Just the perks of being her lover.

“Hey, Maki, I love you…no matter what I try to do I can’t help but love you.”

She takes a breath, twiddling her free hand in her shirt, “I love you as well, S/o.”

“Do you…do you think you could sing to me?”

“E-excuse me?”

“It’s fine if you don’t want too, but I love hearing your voice…it might help me sleep.”

She takes a minute to think.

“….Only if you’ll sing after as well.”

“Deal.”

She bites her lip, unable to stop the smile on her face, god she really is soft on the inside huh. “Alright.”

Maki opens her mouth, and by the time she’s finished even the birds seem to have quieted.

She hears you clap from the line, and it’s not long after until you start singing.

She takes a breather, smiles, and then sings along with you.

#god 2 asks in one day yall are lucky #shuichi saihara #saihara shuuichi #ouma kokichi #amami rantarou #gonta gokuhara #korekiyo shinguuji #kaito momota #kiibo #K1-B0 #ryoma hoshi #hoshi ryouma #maki harukawa #ndrv3 #danganronpa v3 #danganronpa #danganronpa x reader #danganronpa imagines #danganronpa v3 imagine #mod saihara

[haunting-kind-of-high]

State of Mind (Part 2)

Part 1 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8

Warnings: None… I think

Tag list: @musicphanpie-b, @imin-loveanon, @ordinary-chaos, @sandersandthesides, @ajumbleofwords, @demonickittykat, @zadi-jyne, @serenefreakgeek, @fandons-mangoes, @leesacrakon, @gayfagg, @tree4life25, @loverofpizzaandallthingssweet, @ilovemygaydad, @gaythingsingayplaces, @andy-the-anon

Notes: Tbh, I feel like a few of the thoughts I wrote are really repetitive but ??? this will have to do hahah. Enjoy (:

Link to AO3 will follow when I get home

Virgil groaned as he woke up and looked at the clock next to his bed. It was six thirty, which meant he had about an hour to get ready for his work. Even though he hated his place, he hated his work even more. He would give up anything to get out of working - well, almost anything.

It took Virgil all of his willpower to get up and shuffle to his bathroom to take a shower. Just like the rest of his tiny apartment, the bathroom was just big enough to accommodate everything it needed; a shower, toilet and a sink. At least Virgil had a shower. Some of his colleagues didn’t even own one. It was almost unbelievable. If Virgil hadn’t seen it first-hand, he wouldn’t believe this. He couldn’t believe he didn’t want to believe - that some people had to live like that. Especially while, on the other side of the town, there were people who were so rich that they could almost drown in their own money. It wasn’t fair.

When he had finished his shower, Virgil plodded to his kitchen, getting himself a cracker or two and a glass of water. It wasn’t a good breakfast, but it was all he could afford. Sure, he’d love to get himself a loaf of bread from a real baker, but that would cost him a lot of money. And he couldn’t afford to spend a lot of money on food. Not if he wanted to have a roof over his head. The rent cost him more than half of the money he’d earn each month. The other half would have to be used to buy food and to maintain the few pieces of technology he possessed. Every once in a while, a generous soul would give him a tip - out of pity, Virgil reasoned. Every customer knew he had a low class: why else would a grown man be working in a supermarket? That was no job for the higher classes. So of course, the wealthier people would feel bad for this man, who could only work in a mediocre supermarket. The only advantage to this was that sometimes, he would be lucky enough to receive up to twenty dollars extra for him to spend.

After Virgil had finished his breakfast, he still had some time to sit down in the living room and watch some television before he had to go. There were hardly any shows that Virgil enjoyed, but it was one of the few forms of entertainment he was allowed - and one of the few he could afford. For the lower classes, there were only five channels to choose from. Roman had mentioned there were many more for him to watch, but those channels were exclusive to the two higher classes. Virgil was pretty sure their shows were much better than the crap they presented to the other two classes. The few shows Virgil could watch were either stupid comedy shows that tried too hard to be funny, or shows that were filled to the brim with propaganda. It was fun to watch them if you had nothing else to do, but Virgil would never watch anything like that for his own amusement. It was too predictable and too boring for him.

For about twenty minutes, Virgil sat there, watching one of those shows before he had to go out. Off to another day of work.

As soon as the man stepped out the door, still fumbling with his headphones, he heard another door slam shut not far away. The sudden noise made him flinch and he looked up to see what had caused the noise. He was met with a man, not much older than thirty. He wore black glasses that looked like they could fall apart at any given moment. Virgil had passed him in the hallway multiple times, but they had never really talked.

“Oh sorry,” the man gasped, “I didn’t scare you too much, did I?”

“No… no you’re fine,” Virgil replied, faking a smile at the man. “Just didn’t see it coming. It’s nothing bad.” That wasn’t entirely true. It had startled Virgil more than he would admit. His heart started pounding at the sudden loud noise and his mind panicked for a few moments. But he could deal with it. It wasn’t that bad.

“Well, that’s a relief,” the stranger smiled, “I was afraid you might-”

“You’re fine,” Virgil repeated, slowly moving to the end of the hall, “but… if you don’t mind, I’m kind of in a hurry. I need to go to my work.”

“Oh, I get that!” The man followed Virgil’s lead. “I need to go, too. Where do you work?”

“Harvey’s.”

“I work at the Plaza, not far away from there!” the stranger shared. “Would you mind if I joined you? It’s fine if you don’t want to!”

“No that’s… cool,” Virgil stopped fumbling with his headphones and looked at the man. Honestly, he’d prefer to walk there alone, accompanied by only his music, but he couldn’t tell the male in front of him. The other man smiled at Virgil and stepped closer, extending a hand.

“I’m Patton, by the way!” he introduced himself. “Patton Abbott.”

“Virgil,” the boy said as he shook Patton’s hand. “Casey.”

“I love your name,” Patton stated as they walked towards the staircase. Virgil’s mouth formed a small smile as he looked at the floor.

“Thanks… I guess.”

As the two walked to their jobs, they got to know each other a little bit more. Virgil discovered that Patton was a Lower Classer. He was Determined to be a stay-at-home dad. But as he was single, he had to get a job in retail. The man was energetic and enthusiastic, the type of person who had accepted his position. The type of guy who believed that his position was fair and just. He was Virgil’s opposite in everything. Yet, Virgil found that he greatly enjoyed Patton’s company. Even after their short conversation, Virgil learned that Patton was incredibly smart and he had so much potential. He could be so much more work than a stay-at-home dad or a retail worker.

Soon enough, he approached Harvey’s and Virgil felt his stomach filling up with dread. His job was honestly the worst thing in the world right now. The male would do anything to talk to Patton for a little longer. But he’d lose his job if he did, so Virgil forced a smile and turned to Patton.

“Well, this is my stop,” he announced softly, “so… good luck today.”

“Thanks,” Patton smiled, noticing Virgil’s hesitance. “You too, Virgil. I’ll see you later.”

“Definitely,” Virgil said with a nod. “I’ll see you.” With those words, he turned around and opened the backdoor that granted him access to the store. Patton waved at him before he continued his walk. Virgil took a few deep breaths and walked further. He headed to the locker room where he placed his valuables in a locker and exchanged his own black shirt for a black one with the store’s logo on it; a green H, surrounded by an aura of white. Taking just a few more deep breaths, Virgil entered the shop itself and prepared himself for another dreadful day.

Hours of fake smiles and forced politeness passed by. More Upper Classers looking at him like he was some kind of animal and Lower Middle Classers talking to him like everything was okay. It was tedious. But, one particular customer seemed to make up for all the irritation of the day. Roman. He stopped by just after Virgil’s lunch break with his groceries for that day - ever since the two started dating, Roman had stopped by the store every day. Sometimes, he’d buy only a few apples or one carton of milk, but he would be able to see Virgil again. That was the real reason for his daily visits. And Virgil couldn’t be more grateful for that.

“Good afternoon, sir,” Virgil said as Roman approached him, trying to greet his boyfriend the way he would greet any other customer. Roman answered with a gorgeous smile as the other scanned his products. He already grabbed his bank card and took out a few bills as well. Virgil told Roman how much money he owed him and the latter announced he would pay with his card. When he had done that, the man handed the bills to Virgil.

“Just a tip,” he remarked before stepping aside to pack all of his newly-bought products. Meanwhile, Virgil looked at the money in his hand. He noticed at least two twenty dollar-bills. This was probably almost the same as he would earn in a day. It was way too much to accept. He couldn’t possibly accept this.

“Oh, sir, I can’t-”

“Take it,” Roman interrupted, shooting Virgil a friendly smile. Virgil looked up at the older male who had finished packing and now clutched the handles of his bag.

“Okay… thank you.” It felt bad to take this amount of money, but he couldn’t refuse it. As Virgil moved to put the money away, he noticed a white piece of paper sticking out. He looked up and smiled at Roman with a small nod, to signify that he saw the note.

“Would you like a receipt?” Virgil asked, looking down at the receipt on the counter in front of him.

“No, thank you.”

“Alright,” Virgil crumpled the note and dropped it in the trash can that stood next to him. It was filled with paper receipts.  "Have a good day, sir.“

“You too,” Roman replied as he picked up his back and left the store, not looking back at Virgil as he greeted the next customer.

The last few hours suddenly seemed much more bearable. Roman would often give Virgil secret notes like this. Sometimes, it would just be a random compliment scribbled on a small paper, but most of the time, Roman would have written down a time and date to meet again. Virgil was anxious to read the message his boyfriend had left him this time, but he would have to wait until he got home. And those last four hours seemed to fly by - a rare occurrence.

As soon as his shift ended, Virgil hurried to the locker room to retrieve his own shirt and phone. He quickly got out his earphones and started playing some music as he left the building. The streets were crowded with people and cars, and as soon as he noticed the amount of noise, Virgil turned up the volume of his music in order to drown out any unwanted sounds. All he could think about was the note in his pocket. He couldn’t wait to get home and read it.

The first thing Virgil did when he stepped into his apartment, was walking over to the window that looked out of the street where he had walked not even five minutes ago. On the window-sill, there stood a small jar with several bills in it. Those were the tips he had gotten from customers. At this moment, it only contained one ten-dollar bill. Now, Virgil added the fifty - fifty - dollars Roman had given him, and another five dollars he had received from another young man.

Then, the male crashed on one of his chairs and closed his eyes for a moment, to relax. He could not wait to get another job. He never liked the prospect of working in an office, but it was better than a supermarket. Nearly anything would be better than this, really.

Virgil sat there for at least fifteen minutes. He just sat there, with his eyes closed. He didn’t want to get up anymore. He was done with all of this. Done with the society and the box it pushed him into. Done with being forced to work at a place he didn’t like. Done with pretending he was single, and done with watching his every move, scared of what the State would think. He was done with the rules the State had forced upon them for centuries. He was done with everything. He just wanted to go to sleep and wake up in a world where he could do whatever he wanted without being judged or even arrested for it. And more than that, he wanted to live in a world where he could see his boyfriend whenever he wanted. He didn’t want to have to communicate through small notes. But this was their life now and he would have to accept it.

Virgil got up and walked to the bathroom. This was the only room where he could open the note and read it without the State looking over his shoulder. Because even the State was humane enough to allow their citizens that tiny bit of privacy. And there were still microphones in the bathroom, so it wasn’t like you could escape to the bathroom to do anything illegal. Besides, there was at least one camera pointed at the door leading to the bathroom, so the State would know if you brought anything suspicious with you.

As Virgil entered the bathroom, he waited for a few moments and turned on the shower. When that was done, he sat down on the ground and slowly folded the note open, afraid to tear its paper. His eyes scanned the paper and his read the words his boyfriend had written down in his elegant handwriting:

Hey there, gorgeous! How about we meet Saturday, eight pm? The place on your side of town?

Confirm tomorrow.

I love you so much, sweetheart. I can’t wait to see you again.  

Love, Roman

Virgil smiled and reread the note over and over again. He couldn’t believe he was this lucky to have someone like Roman in his life. But at the same time, it hurt so much to know that they could never spend more than a few hours together. Their only way to communicate in public, was by giving each other notes in secret. Roman was someone he wanted to spend his life with, but he couldn’t even spend a full day with this man. And it hurt.

Virgil did anything he usually did if he faked a shower; he opened the bottle of shampoo, opened the bottle of shower gel, placed his head underneath the warm rays of water for a few seconds. When Virgil had turned off his shower, he opened the drawer that held his towels and got out one of his new towels - it was still soft. He dried his face and threw the towel on the ground. As he waited for a few more moments, Virgil reread the message Roman had sent him. Then, Virgil hid it in his pocket again and stepped out of the bathroom, acting like nothing had happened. The note seemed to burn in his pocket. He wanted to read it again. He wanted to read it over and over and never stop reading. But instead, he walked to his small kitchen and opened the fridge. It was awfully empty. The only things he kept in there, were a couple of apples and a half full bottle of juice. He still had a number of crackers and biscuits left, too. Virgil picked up the bottle and one of the apples, poured himself a glass of juice and searched for a cracker. That would have to do as dinner. He’d only have a short shift tomorrow, so he could get his groceries then. Maybe, with the tip Roman had given him, he would even be able to get something from the supermarket. Like one of those frozen pizzas or some egg rolls. Virgil had never had either of those two foods before, but they looked delicious. Maybe he’d get one of those soon. Usually, the wares of supermarkets were way out of his budget. But with the money Roman gave him, he might be able to afford buying one thing there. You had to treat yourself every once in a while, right?

After he had finished his dinner, Virgil searched his entire apartment in search for a pen and a piece of paper. He softly mumbled to himself about everything he might need to buy as he wrote a message to his boyfriend:

That sounds great, I’ll try my best to be there! I already miss you.

I love you more. I’m already looking forwards to seeing you again.  

Virgil 

As he finished the note, Virgil put down the pen and folded the paper, making sure the State would not be able to see anything on their cameras. He then placed the note on his table and told himself that he would have to remember to take it with him when he left the house the next day. Virgil got up to look at the street below him. Sure, the neighbourhood might be shit, but he had lived here for five years and something about it started to appeal to him. He knew the name of every little shop there. He knew who ran them and he knew who were regular customers there. He knew where they sold the best drinks and what shops to avoid. He had gotten acquainted with the way the shops looked, the way they smelled even, and he had started to grow fond of it. That didn’t mean he couldn’t wait to get out of this apartment, though. Virgil did hope that, when he did finally buy a new apartment, he would be able to remain in this neighbourhood. Sure, he’d love to move to a better neighbourhood closer to Roman, but after so many years, he knew these streets. He knew the alleys and the people and he didn’t want to move to a neighbourhood where he had to get used to everything all over again. Virgil ran his hands through his short, brown hair and turned back. It was a quarter to six, which meant he had to watch the news in fifteen minutes again. The true highlight of his day.

But just before that, Virgil headed for his kitchen to get himself a glass of water to keep him company during the news.

Like always, the man pretended to be intrigued by everything Rebecka Taylor told him. He feigned shock when she mentioned that a number of people had been arrested on suspicions of rebellious beliefs, relief when she confirmed that their branch of the so-called revolutionary movement had been decimated, and joy when she said that the economy had grown yet again in the past months. The economy always grew and Virgil had barely experienced any changes in his daily life. If there even was any growth, it only affected the higher classes. The lower classes never profited from anything that happened ever. They didn’t matter, after all. They never mattered.

#sanders sides fic #sanders sides fanfic #roman sanders #virgil sanders #patton sanders #mercy's writing #som

[starrywinters]

College!AU — Hwang Minhyun Fic

requested by anon!

genre: should be fluff..

Sometimes you wonder if you should’ve chosen another route. You’d question yourself if photography was your ‘thing’. Sometimes you just sit in class and receive lectures on the art of pictures, value and hue of colors, depict meanings of some sceneries that doesn’t seem to have any meaning at all??

“Alright class, take out a sheet of paper and let’s take some notes!” Ms. Yong, your professor, announced. “Today, we’re going to be learning about..” Zoning out of the class, your eyes wander around. You contemplate your past life choices and wonder ‘Why am I still in this class?’ Until your eyes stop on a certain person, sitting diagonally across of you to your right.

Hwang Minhyun. Flower boy, prince-like looks. In a idol lookalike group with his group of friends, some say Minhyun helped his friends reach to where they’re at today.

You had a tiny little crush on him, oh who am i kidding. IT’S GINORMOUS. Pretty sure half, if not all, of the campus knows of your crush on the OCD Minhyun. This is because your best friend, who you trusted this secret with, blurted yelled it out in hopes of helping you get a boyfriend faster.

Yeah, Minhyun knows of your crush. He didn’t necessarily acknowledge it. In fact, he was walking in front of you, all you saw was his back when your so-called best friend blurted out your secret. You two were somewhat friends?? You consider him as one, although the two of you had only spoken a few words to each other.

Back to why you mentioned him; this was the ONLY class you had with him, of course. So you opted to stay in the class just so you can stare at him for two (three? I'm not in college yet guys??) hours.

-- Weeks later, you were studying in your dorm room for the upcoming test for your photography class (what kind of??? ME IN ART CLASS, why do you need tests in ART CLASS? aren't we supposed to just dRaW?;-;). But you were unable to focus due to the loud noises from your neighbor, your roommate singing horribly (she’s not, your just really cranky so everything’s horrible for you rn) in the bathroom, and your mind constantly wandering off to Minhyun. Shouting at your roommate to shut the heck up, banging your head against the table to stop thinking of the flower boy, you decided to head next door to tell them to lower down the noise.

You’ve never regretted anything so much before until now, not even taking the photography class as it isn’t as bad as what jusT happened. You were in your hello kitty pajamas with the jungle you call your hair (long hair problems ;-;), you knocked on the door. A minute passes by and no one opens the door for you, knocking again (YEOREOJWO YEOREOJWO YEOREOJWOO~) header and louder than before, you thought your fingers were going to fall off. And then fiNALLY, someone heeds your finger’s calls.

The one who opened the door wasn’t who you were expecting. You forgot he was your neighbor too, ‘stupid stupid Y/N, you look like an idIOT IN FRONT OF HIM NOW’ “Ehem, hey Minhyun...do you think you and your friends can tone it down a bit? I’m kind of studying…”

“Oh, yeah, sure!” Smiles his prince-like smile, “Sorry ‘bout my idiotic friends, they can get too overboard sometimes. I’ll kick them out right now.”

“Y-yeah, wait nono it’s fine! Just tell them to lower their voices down? You don’t have to kick them out!”

“It’s fine, Y/N. I want to, they’re making a mess in my room and I don’t like it.” ‘He knows my name...He kNOws MY nAmE! HE KNOWS MY NAME!??’

“Yeah, I do know your name, you’re in my photography class aren’t you?” ‘How’d he know what I was thinking wot-’

“You’re saying them aloud..” Oh. ‘WTF Y/N, KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT.’

“Hey, it’s okay, it’s cute! Hahah.”

“Uh, yeah, I’ll just,” points back to your room.

“Yeah, see you soon!”

Turning around to walk back to your room, you trip over air right when you reach your door, squeaking as you fall. Embarrassed, you look around to see if anyone witnessed your clumsiness. Cough, Minhyun did and he was staring at you with a smile, trying to hold in his laughter. Quickly walking into your room and slamming your door shut, ‘Oh my god Y/N. YOU IDIOT. STOP EMBARRASSING YOURSELF FOR ONCE??!?!!’

Finally gathering your thoughts together, you look up and find your roommate staring at you weirdly.

-- That same day at 8PM

You never thought you’d be back here, in the same pajamas you wore in the morning, but a different color. Hesitantly knocking on the door, you wonder if you should just leave and find somewhere else to go to.

Too late. Minhyun opens the door, tilts his head and stares befuddles. ‘How can one look this cute????’ Okay good, you didn’t say that out loud this time.

“Uh, heeeeyyy Minhyun!”

“When I said, I’d see you soon, I meant in class tomorrow, not later on today Y/N, hahahah.”

“Yeah, uhm, I need a place to stay for the night?? My roommate kicked me out…”

“Hey, Y/N. My boyfriend is coming over, get out.” ‘What a nice friend you are man.’

“and I don’t really want to go somewhere far from my room. So I thought, why not my neighbor? But, it’s ok if I can’t stay, I can just go to the lounge or something, or maybe go to our other neighbors...but I don’t really know them, you know? Or-”

Cutting you off from your rant, he tells you, you can stay. And, hey, he has an extra futon too. He doesn’t have a roommate yet, maybe that’s why his friends always comes over...his room is big and neat, woah.

-- Sitting awkwardly on the extra futon in his room, you stare at him as he walks around cleaning everything, again and again and again and again. ‘Clean freak, but he’s cute’ You mumbled under your breath,

“Sorry, what?”

“A-ah, it’s nothing. Just talking to myself, you know. Like a normal person-”

He just smiles and continues on cleaning, ‘ok, you are officially the definition of an idiot. Normal people don’t talk to themselves Y/N??1?!?’

After about 30 minutes of you watching him clean nonexistent dust, he asks if you want to study for the test together. Of course you agreed, but you didn’t think he’d make a move to sit right, and i mean RIGHT, next to you. Like thigh touching close. Your heart pounds and you wonder if he can hear it from the close proximity he is from you.

You know he did, because his next words are, “Are you nervous? Why is your heart beating so fast? And why is your face so red?”

“I-i don’t know what your tal-talking about, ehem. Let’s just get to studying.” That didn’t happen. He stared at you for a good five minutes and begins to move closer, clOsER THAN HE ALREADY IS. ‘MY HEART CANNOT HANDLE??? MINHYUN WHAT YOU DOIN’

“Hey, your heart is beating that fast for a reason right? I wonder what it is..”

At this point, it’s like you don’t remember how to breathe?? Your mind is slowly going haywire and you can’t think clearly.

Whispering right into your ears, “Your nervous for that test aren’t you?” ‘sorry, what.’

Nervously laughing, “Yeah, y-eah! That’s exactly why. It should be easy right? I don’t know why i’m stressing over this..” ‘close escape??’ You were sweating profusely already and you didn’t know what was happening anymore. ‘Why’d he get all up-close to me, oh god.’

That night, sleeping isn’t in your schedule anymore. All you could think about was how close he was.

-- Every other night, you’d find yourself in the same situation, always knocking on his door and asking if you can sleep over since your roommate kicked you out. Again.

That turned into every night. You two got close, you learned of things you’ve never known about. Your feelings for him grew stronger and stronger and one night, you decided to confess.

“Hey Hyun, I have something to tell you.”

“Yeah, me too. Can I go first? It’s important.”

Agreeing to let him go first, so as to give you more time to prepare yourself.

“I..finally have…

A..” ‘girlfriend? pls no, plsplspls’

“ROOMMATE!!!” 'i- huh?' Leaping with glee at the thought of finally not having to sleep alone, even though you’re there practically sleeping over every single night???

“What’s so important about that?”

“Oh, Right, that means you can’t sleep on the extra futon anymore ))):” Pause. You stare at him, contemplating whether to make your move now or not. But, like always, he’s forever going to be a step faster.

“BUT, you can sleep on my bed. With me.” Cue tomato faced you.

You become a blubbering mess, “U-uh, what? Uhm, I don’t think that’s right???”

“But you like me, so that’s okay right? I mean, don’t think I haven’t noticed you staring at me every time in photography class.”

‘Ah, so he did notice…’

“Hey, it should be fine! Don’t worry, I like you and you like me. This should be normal!”

Turns out, you never had the chance to tell him you like him. You didn’t have to. He already knew. Wow.

-- Every chance he gets, he’d tease you about staring at him in class, it’s like his mission in life is now “Make Fun Of Y/N Everyday.” “Hey, now that we’re dating, you don’t have to subtly stare at me in class anymore, just openly do it!” “I- shut up Minhyun. I hate you.”

“No you don’t. You staring at me in class tells me that you looooooovvvveeeeeeeee me.” (this is like...so ooc…)

“You’re an idiot.” Power walking away from him, you distinctly hear him shout ‘But I’m your idiot!’ in the back before footsteps can be heard coming closer. What an idiotic dork I love.

unedited!

sorry this took forever ))): writer's block hit me hard??? and then there's school and hw ;-;

minhyun was very ooc at the end??? sorry? uhm-

i hope you enjoy though!♡

#wanna one #wanna one fanfiction #wanna one imagines #wanna one scenarios #hwang minhyun #hwang minhyun fanfiction #hwang minhyun scenarios #hwang minhyun imagine #pd101 #pd101 fanfiction #pd101 scenarios #pd101 imagines #wanna one request #request #college au

[therunningphysicist]

I was tagged by @running-after-silmarils thanks!! A- Age: 26 B- Birthplace: Saint Petersburg, FL, USA C- current time: 11:18 am D- Drink you had: Iced coffee with coconut milk E- Easiest Person to talk to: either my mom or my boyfriend Manny :) F- favourite Song: according to itunes, it is “Hero in a Dream” by Ensiferum (at least, this is my most listened to song so....) G- grossest memory: Like five years ago I got this awful case of the flu and it started on Christmas day. The very  last thing I had eaten was cocktail shrimp that my uncle brought over, and when I threw up a big chunk of shrimp got stuck in my nose and I literally had to use tweezers to get it out. Also I was pooping and throwing up into a bucket at the same time. I wanted to die honestly.  H- horror yes or no? Definitely no! I- in love: Definitely yes :3 J- jealous of people: Sometimes, but not as much as I used to be K- killed someone: what kind of question is this?? No lol L- love at the first sight or walk past again: I don’t know what this means M- middle Name: Melissa N- number of siblings: 3 O- one wish: That bread would just rise instantly so you wouldn’t have to wait 4 hours from when you start making it to when it is ready to eat. P- person I last called: my mom! Q- questions you’re always asked: why don’t you eat meat? and then of course, where do you get your protein?? R- reason to smile: the world is a lovely place and we get to live in it! S- Song you last sang: It’s raining men, hahah T- time you woke up: 7:30 am U- underwear colour: navy blue with light blue seams V- Vacation: Camping in the North Carolina with my family!!! I leave in exactly four and am literally counting down the days W- worst habit: Impulse buying. I’ve gotten so much better though as this is something I’ve actually been working on a lot recently! X-rays: Left ankle (three times), right hand (I punched a wall once when I was in inpatient treatment), left knee, mouth a bunch of times at the dentist haha Y- your favourite food: right now it’s probably this amazing pizza I made a few days ago! Or these whole wheat rolls that I’m about to put in the oven lol. Or bananas, they are like heaven <3 Z- zodiac sign: Scorpio

I tag @daniellethesheep @runningonsmoothies @musingsoflulu @runningfurtherfaster @neu-run @running4my-life @runfast-livefearless @aliciaruns and anyone else that wants to do this!

#personal

[aheartmadefullmetal16]

I was tagged by @cait-sithlord !! Thanks!!

A- age: 18 (though I turn 19 in April kadfjk;kds so far away)

B - biggest fear: mmmm being permanently alone probably. Also spiders and heights. Those are all big nonos.

C - current time: 2:28pm

D - drink you had last: Water

E - easiest person to talk to: My boyfriend JT :)

F - favorite song: Holy heck this question is so hard... but right now it’s either Lay Me Down by Sam Smith or Everything by Michael Buble

G - grossest memory: Uhhh... my little brother threw up on me once when he was a baby. It was my favorite shirt too and I was so upset haha

H - horror: Ooooohh... I love the suspense aspect of it but the scary stuff usually freaks me out too much

I - in love: with my boyfriend JT :) he’s the best y’all

J - jealous of people: Sometimes

K - killed someone: toooootally (note the immense sarcasm)

L - love at first sight or should I walk by again: I think infatuation at first sight is totally a thing but maybe not love?? Idk it’s a complicated feeling xD M - memory: ok I know I keep talking about JT but last night was amazing, we went to a Valentine’s dance here at my school and then we came back to my apartment and just cuddled and talked for the better part of two hours and ohhh man I’ll never forget that. It was totally innocent and felt so great

N - number of siblings: 2 younger sisters, 1 younger brother. I like being the oldest

O - one wish: I need money because I’m a broke college student ahaha

P - person you last called: (literally had to look in my phone log for this ahah) My momma. I miss her a lot

Q - question you’re always asked: “What brought you to Snow from Texas?” Seriously I get it at least three times a week and it just makes me laugh

R - reasons to smile: JT, my faith, my friends, FMAB :)

S - song you just sang: Ummmm probably Levels by Nick Jonas hahah

T - time you woke up: ....12:30 in the afternoon xD it was a late night last night

U - underwear color: currently purple I think

V - No V prompt

W - worst habit: I don’t think I have any terrible habits but I do tend to roast people when I’m tired xD

X - x rays you had: I don’t think so, I’m lucky haha

Y - your favorite food: Oh man... Candywise it’s Reeses for sure, and I really really like chicken alfredo

Z - zodiac sign - Aries but I’m definitely more of a Picses

Thanks!!!

#about me #jt #hahah oh man i have so many of these to do

[trauma-13]

A L L T H E Q U E S T I O N S :)

Your wish is my command!! 1: is there a boy/girl in your life? Yep! He's pretty great!2: think of the last person who hurt you; do you forgive them? No. 3: what do you think of when you hear the word “meow?” super troopers. 4: what’s something you really want right now? To be off tomorrow. 5: are you afraid of falling in love? Not im the least. 6: do you like the beach? I love it!! 7: have you ever slept on a couch with someone else? Almost nightly i fall asleep on the couch with James sooo yes. 8: what’s the background on your cell? Lock screen is purple and teal sparkles, homescreen is floral. 9: name the last four beds you were sat on? Mine. ER bed at work. Moms guest bed. Uh...i dunno beyond that. 10: do you like your phone? Yeah i really do!! I have the note 8 and its awesome. 11: honestly, are things going the way you planned? For the most part, yep! 12: who was the last person whose phone number you added to your contacts? Alex. I used to have her number and then got a new phone and lost all my contacts. Moral of that, if you had my # text me cause i dont have yours anymore. Except @car-one-responding 13: would you rather have a poodle or a rottweiler?Rotti.14: which hurts the most, physical or emotional pain? Emotional. 15: would you rather visit a zoo or an art museum? Hmm.....both. 16: are you tired? Always. 17: how long have you known your 1st phone contact? Im going to go with first in my favorites which is my gramma, so literally my entire existance. 18: are they a relative? Yep. 19: would you ever consider getting back together with any of your exes? No. 20: when did you last talk to the last person you shared a kiss with? 2 seconds ago. 21: if you knew you had the right person, would you marry them today? Yep. 22: would you kiss the last person you kissed again? Yep. 23: how many bracelets do you have on your wrists right now? I have a watch on my left wrist and a hairtie on my right. I dont usually wear bracelets. 24: is there a certain quote you live by? "Que sera sera" (whatever will be will be.) And this too shall pass. My mom always told me que sera sera, and grams always says the other. 25: what’s on your mind? I dont wanna work tomorrow 😣 26: do you have any tattoos? Bro i have like 13. 27: what is your favorite color? Pink, teal. 28: next time you will kiss someone on the lips? Uno momento. 29: who are you texting? Nobody currently. 30: think to the last person you kissed, have you ever kissed them on a couch? Yep! 31: have you ever had the feeling something bad was going to happen and you were right? Always. Trust your instict, kids. 32: do you have a friend of the opposite sex you can talk to? Multiple! Love my guys. 33: do you think anyone has feelings for you? I would hope!34: has anyone ever told you you have pretty eyes? Yeah. 35: say the last person you kissed was kissing someone right in front of you? Id probably punch him. 36: were you single on valentines day? Negative ghost rider. 37: are you friends with the last person you kissed? Smidge more than friends. 38: what do your friends call you? Lyn and Lyni are the common ones. 39: has anyone upset you in the last week? Yeah. 40: have you ever cried over a text? Yeah. 41: where’s your last bruise located? I dont currently have one but i had one a few days ago. 42: what is it from? From my dog. 43: last time you wanted to be away from somewhere really bad? Daily hah i need a vacation. 44: who was the last person you were on the phone with? Most likely my mother. 45: do you have a favourite pair of shoes? My teal chucks or my black and sparkly nikes. 46: do you wear hats if your having a bad hair day? No. Pony tail/messy bun is my go to! 47: would you ever go bald if it was the style? I doubt it. 48: do you make supper for your family? Dinner. But some times! 49: does your bedroom have a door? Yes. 50: top 3 web-pages? Prob tumblr, facebook and my school website. 51: do you know anyone who hates shopping? A few hah 52: does anything on your body hurt? Right now, no for once. 53: are goodbyes hard for you? They can be.54: what was the last beverage you spilled on yourself? Probably water. 55: how is your hair? Up in a pony tail. 56: what do you usually do first in the morning? Snooze my alarm. 57: do you think two people can last forever? Yes. 58: think back to january 2007, were you single? Uh, yes? 59: green or purple grapes? Purple. 60: when’s the next time you will give someone a big hug? Probably tomorrow before work. 61: do you wish you were somewhere else right now? Disneyland. 62: when will be the next time you text someone? Tomorrow. 63: where will you be 5 hours from now? Asleepin! 64: what were you doing at 8 this morning. Asleep!65: this time last year, can you remember who you liked? Lets not go there. 66: is there one person in your life that can always make you smile? My best friend. 67: did you kiss or hug anyone today? Yes. 68: what was your last thought before you went to bed last night? I was trying to figure out how to organize my ATI binder. I fell asleep instead hah 69: have you ever tried your hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end? Who hasnt? 70: how many windows are open on your computer? Im on my phone. But firefox has 1 tab open. 71: how many fingers do you have? 10! 72: what is your ringtone? Thunderstruck-AC/DC 73: how old will you be in 5 months? 25! 74: where is your mum right now? I would guess at home in bed, but i dunno because that heathen ignored all my texts today. 75: why aren’t you with the person you were first in love with or almost in love? I was young and stupid and didnt know what love really was so i accepted less than i deserved and allowed him to control me and my life. 76: have you held hands with somebody in the past three days? Yes! 77: are you friends with the people you were friends with two years ago? Some of them, yep! 78: do you remember who you had a crush on in year 7? Year 7? As in 7th grade? No. 79: is there anyone you know with the name mike? My step dad! 80: have you ever fallen asleep in someones arms?ast night. 81: how many people have you liked in the past three months? Uno! 82: has anyone seen you in your underwear in the last 3 days? In the last 3 seconds is more accurate hahah 83: will you talk to the person you like tonight? Hes laying right next to me, so yes. 84: you’re drunk and yelling at hot guys/girls out of your car window, you’re with? My best friends. Theyre drunk too. We're all yelling. 85: if your bf/gf was into drugs would you care? They wouldn't be my bf/gf. 86: what was the most eventful thing that happened last time you went to see a movie? It was Black Panther and i called a lady a dumb bitch and got glared at sooo. 87: who was your last received call from? Random # 88: if someone gave you $1,000 to burn a butterfly over a candle, would you? No. 89: what is something you wish you had more of? Money. But no i wouldnt burn a butterfly or any other animal. 90: have you ever trusted someone too much? Ooooh yeah. 91: do you sleep with your window open? Sometimes! 92: do you get along with girls? Some of them. 93: are you keeping a secret from someone who needs to know the truth? No.94: does sex mean love? Oh no. 95: you’re locked in a room with the last person you kissed, is that a problem? Nope. 96: have you ever kissed anyone with a lip ring? Yes. 97: did you sleep alone this week? Just when i took a nap the other day. 98: everybody has somebody that makes them happy, do you? Yes, my boyfriend. 99: do you believe in love at first sight? Nope.100: who was the last person that you pinky promise? My boyfriend.

[bookreadalongs]

Lola and the Boy Next Doors

Lola and the boy next door 68. Cricket is the sweetest little cricket ever 69. Cricket is literally the most sweet and thoughtful guy ever. Ryan can love St Claire 70. Yeah…that’s a rough situation 23:12 Oh yeah, didn’t she, like, tell Cricket Lola didn’t like him or something? Hence, his pain when Lola saw his face? They’re basically dating. They almost kissed. I love it. I love them. I love Cricket! He missed her, like, tryouts for worlds for the first time or something. 72. Honestly, she’s pretty great too. She’s disillusioned and young, but so full of spirit. She’s getting him an obscure gear. I LOVE that. I’m very confused. Perhaps, this was him choosing Callipoe? On their birthday? When he didn’t choose her before? 73. Oh. He just didn’t want to make it harder. 74. He loves you. Aww…poor baby Cricket. I love him. He’s so sweet. He’s just…bad at communicating. 77. Obviously, Cricket will also be home. I can’t imagine these two boys so removed from the social scene 79. Does he ever bring another girl home? Doubt it 82. Does he have aspbergers? 91. I. Love. Cricket. Bell. 92. That’s so sad. Way too much. I love him 93. This was the cool girl, looking good scenario Lola wanted. Cricket had little to do with her after his sixteenth birthday. Steph Perks is good at pulling these things in. I wonder if I ever noticed before. The stars in my eyes reading before… 95. Did he think, like, physical hurt…or sex hurt? 96. He so doesn’t fricken believe you 100. He didn’t come home for laundry. He came home for you. He came back for you. He went to Berkeley for you. The only friend he’s ever had aside from Calliope 101. Steph Perks is so good at creating this tension. She knows she’s making the readers think “but…Cricket would go on a double date in a heartbeat.” Mastering subliminal thought…manipulation? Make people think they’ve come to conclusions without your help 103. St Clair is cute, sure. He’s sweet and thoughtful and caring…he’s so extroverted and cool and likeable…then there’s Cricket 104. Doesn’t St Clair have crazy good hair? Or something 106. These things I didn’t realize when I first read this…was it while I was in Kansas? Tenth grade 80+ book year? Spunk. That yellow stain. Sex anything. 107. I LOVE him 108. Aww he doesn’t want to flirt…out of respect 110. Did I mention I love him? 112. Haha TWO WEEKS? But, honestly, a lot can happen in that time. As I tell Trev, a lot can happen in a day 114. People just closed their eyes whenever they’re under any sort of stress 115. “It’s maddening how someone so easy to read can be so impossible to understand.” 117. AHHHH SECOND HURTS. Cricket…who put others before him for so long…only to always be second to…everything. Calliope. Skating. Max. 118. Was I always enticed by Cricket’s slight self deprivation? 120. Only Lola would make me wrinkle my nose in delight “OH DEAR GOD. WHY WOULD I SAY THAT?” 122. Why is he so cute? His genuineness? Genuity? 123. I too sighed. Cricket Bell is…perfection, really. He could be a little funnier…like Percy, but, hey. He’s wonderful. There’s no objections to that. 125. Not talking about guys…that litmus test…it’s so not called that. The test about girls talking without talking about guys. I think about that often ish now. Let’s amend that to: my boyfriend, cricket This is the subliminal stuff I’m talking about 127. Oh my gosh. He was breathless when he saw her. That’s amazing. I could never do that. 129. I love it. He’s so awkward. He’s so sweet. I just want to protect him from the world. 131. He’s so flipping considerate. Asking if it’s okay to eat salmon in front of her 132. He does stuff with her whole body…I guess only face her. St Clair laughs or something with his whole body, making him more European looking Ah, yes. The lie. Kind forgot 133. I need to look at their exchange again. 73. He still initiated conversation after she didn’t come. He’s so sweet. He’s so much. I love him. The word was totally Lola. He’s got something going on. He will take her hand now. That’s how he’s changed. He’s worked so hard…and she’s totally been a motivation. I love that. He would have a present for her on his birthday. Oh my gosh, that is just so sweet. 134. He thought she’d give up on him, but he never wanted to give up on her. That went both ways but just AWWWW 135. He’s…he’s really not a bad guy. He’s being honest instead of pretending to be the good guy only to swoop in “unexpectedly”. Sure, it’s hard to hear, but…she knew it. It was only fair for them both to have it out there 136. He cares about her so much He taught her not to care about what others thought. That’s so powerful. He helped allow her to be who she wanted to be 137. She had a feeling when the Bell’s moved back 139. “I release a breath that I didn’t realize I’d been holding.” 141. Family. I like that plot line here. I think I’m appreciating this book more now than I did before. Cricket is so thoughtful. 143. The subliminal messaging that Cricket would make her feel better in a positive way rather than fuel her flames. 145. The hurt of Cricket… 146. I really like her reactions. Ryan said she may not have liked Lola as much because she was so unrelatable…but she’s so endearing “WHAT’S THAT? WHO’S HERE? Who did my parents send?” Almost hoping for someone to rescue her 147. Cricket talks to St Clair…that warms my heart. They’re an adorable pair of friends. 150. He should be pissed. They came for her. Anna was so excited to meet Max. 151. The moon. The mom she never had. Does Cricket always hear all of this? 152. I love that seeing him never gets old. He felt guilty for falling asleep. He’s so amazing. 153. Max didn’t help. I’ve been filled with shame before…still sometimes. 155. Did she not see or communicate with Cricket whatsoever when he returned the following week? I find that hard to believe 157. Oh. It’s only been a day. 161. What the frick, man? 163. HAHAHAHAH MIIIIIIIINE. Has cricket ever asked anyone besides Lola out? This is so a double date. What a bro 165. He’s embarrassed because it’s a fluke. He doesn’t feel proud of his heritage because that guy stole the fame from who deserved it. Cricket is such a innocent soul 167. Oh, St Clair. My poor cricket 170. Obviously, Cricket is taking her home. He’s beautiful. 171. What does Cricket have? 172. He’s so…genuine. 175. He said he couldn’t come…but he came for Lola. Awk Of course she knows where Lola works. Doubt Cricket can keep everything secret 178. Throw back to when Lola was talking about what she needed super early on 182. A parting. She’s leaving? Or max. Or Lola from her past 187. Part of me loves Calliope. I remember respecting her a lot reading the first time through. Cricket was a saint in helping the reader like her 188. They’re both so selfish and in the wrong…but they’re also sympathetic characters. I want to make that. I want to be a person like that. 189. Isn’t max like cheating on her? 190. Oh, Lola, Lola, Lola. Does she see him with a girl? Maybe? I’m excited. I kind of want her to. She deserves it. She needs it. They need each other. 196. It’s so true ahah I guess I still like when books appreciate how opportunities are so serendipitous 199. He told rando girl about Lola! He is so precious. My heart is breaking. 201. He gives her the utmost respect in so many ways 203. Hahah Crickets response of “um” Yes, there’s another one. Cricket is a hot commodity 205. I wonder if Calliope has visited. This is the other life he lives without her too. I just…it’s complicated. They’re twins. They care about each other so much 207. Oh, Cricket. This page. This argument needs to go further. He shouldn’t be the one always apologizing. I know that’s a tad unfair to Lola, but she’s a tad unfair to him. 208. Lost him again? Break up with Max! It’s what they both deserve…I guess it would be awful kind of if she was like actually I do love him more and think he’s better for me and I’m better for him after all….plz take me back. It’s because I have HE knowledge that he’s a jerk that I have the freedom to be so liberal about these thoughts. She’s been happy with Max in the past…it could be hard 211. Maybe it’s the delirium isn’t the right word-exhaustion hitting in, but I laughed a little too hard about the fact that Cricket’s hand just said boo. I should sleep. I need to drive 7.5 hours tomorrow. I love reading though 1:33 213. Their banter is just so cute. It sucks if their mom really is hard on Calliope about her figure Maybe it was just a joke though 219. BREAK UP BREAK UP BREAK UP! Will she have to wait to be cheated on? Could only remember their walks vaguely because I loved the line “then we stopped pretending”. Forgot I loved that line until I came upon it again. Remembered vaguely that their birthdays were important 222. Her capital letter thinking is so funny. I also love cricket completely frozen because he’s so not dressed 223. She needs to let him go and stop jerking him around. Or hold him tightly and never let him go plz after breaking up with Max 224. I love boys next door. Probably because I know I’ve been considered a girl next door before…if I’m that obsessed with myself 226. Genetics. Why did I not love this book as much before? It’s a tinge more real? It faces actual problems? This is better than Anna. I know it. The culture was cool, the love story was great, but it was all…predictable. I wanted to say flat. It wasn’t. 227. She remembers everything. All of his achievements that others don’t… MY guess is Calliope is not berated by her mother that much because that’s why they laughed, right? Just pondering 230. Chapter twenty three. I need to sleep. I need to drive tomorrow…maybe I will take another day here…probably not. I need to finish this book. I love it. 1:52 AM 5/17 1:58 could not stay away 231. Josh’s dad cameo 232. Brunch was REQUIRED? Was that ever explicitly said? I knew he said he’d have to toughen out the meals, but I thought that was just because it’d look terrible if he said no 239. Norah asked too. Wow. Maybe I’ve grown more interested about my adoption after CJs RSA program 254. I like that she breaks up with him on her own accord, not because he’s cheating. He truly thought he loved her too 255. This is it. This is when you’re like, oh. That’s why she didn’t do this earlier. It was just that hard. She loved him 256. She isn’t looking for a Cricket rebound. It’s good. I like it 258. It’s so…deep. She doesn’t know who she is. That’s just it. She doesn’t know who she wants to be. She just doesn’t want to be hurt. Nice little Lola didn’t work out with Cricket. But…she loves him. But…who is she? Not her mom. That’s all that matters. Love it 261. Break 2:22 to write another post Crap. I cancelled it. 2:38 I wrote some 273. My foot started shaking excitedly like a dog. I tested up. It's too late for this shizz. I remember loving this classically corny line. "If the person is...Lola?" "Only if the other person is Cricket." AHHHHHH 278. The way this all flies by...she is depressed. Indisputably so. 279. The fact that they both have so little confidence is heart breaking. Also, I know Cricket has had them the whole time, but what up with the rainbow bracelets? 281. He gets her. He understands her in a way no one else does...partially because no one else has tried to I just want to read forever and not have a job or future that includes serious job stuff 282. Bourgeois...boujee 283. True. She wanted to hear Cricket. 285. AWWWWW MOMMY DAUGHTER TIME 289. Maybe that's why I thought he was cheating...because he was totally cheating on her at gigs earlier 292. Has she kept that wrench there the whole time? 294. Ah, yes. That thing hahaha 296. AWWWWWWWWW I CANT 305. Oh, dear Calliope 307. I can picture it. Pretty girls face like kind of unsightly between her duh and her slight disgust and her you're truly and idiot face 311. I read "Calliope does not find the joke funny." Three times. Then laughed. Soon. Sleep is imminent 316. He's still to shy to call her? He asked her out tonight, tomorrow night and all of the nights after that 318. She worked so hard. I've learned those feel good things where underdogs win irritate me now. They don't work all that time that the others do. I've always loved underdogs. It's just...unfair of them to win with such less effort 324. The weird similarities between Calliope and Lola. The people in this book are all so talented...everyone is though. Maybe that's it? If you follow your passion, that's enough? But nah 325. Gotta love the socks 327. What the frick this is so cute. The stars on his hand. They're always her. Everything is Lola. 335. I thought sohereitis ihopeyoulikeit was some mystic codeword to have a clever box open with those sounds together like that...nope. STEPHS ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS TO HER HUSBAND FOR RECOGNIZING THE IMPORTANCE OF A SCHOOL DANCE AND SWEEPING HER OFF HER FEET AND WEARING MATCHING CHUCKS AND ALWAYS MAKES HER FEEL BEAUTIFUL AND FLYING ACROSS THE COUNTRY THAT IS SO CUTE 3:40 4.55 stars

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