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gojonanami · 4 months

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Hello Sabina!! Greetings to you!! I heard there's an election for Professor Geto"s admirer"s community? I hope it's still open! I'm sorry for the delayed application, you know how much I respect him, it's just that I had exams past few weeks!! If they are open, I'd like to apply to be the representative! I hope the following skills and traits suffice (if there is any other particular need, please let me know! I've only included things about myself which I suppose would fulfill the criteria!) --

•I'm the "🤩 kid" of any group. I can create the hype. That is my personality. My energy is contagious, I can help in making sure the mood of our community is never too gloomy. 😌 My only weakness being going without prof. geto for too long.

•I've won several debate competitions throughout my academic career, scored a whooping out of out on every English project assigned to me and not only that - I manage to impress the teacher genuinely (you know what that amused eyes and pleasant smile looks like, don't you? 😌). Which means I know how to use words to sell a idea and convince people to be on my side - something that's expected of the representative. We gotta grow out our smol little cult afterall too <3

•My friends trust me with impromptu speeches (after, let's say, any seminar), I'm their go to. I'm a confident public speaker, and a natural at it. I can represent our propaganda opinions. And shut down anyone who shames us for being simps, even though we are :D

•I'm a Math + computer sciences major, which means I can bring kids from other majors and make this as big help them realise the beauty of his gorgeous face this amazing subject called ethics. :D

•I have helped kids carry out shenanigans in past, I'm good at being partner in crime and keeping a secret. The club can stay a secret from Prof. Geto himself if that's the need. I can bring that assurance if I'm given a position of power.

•I can bake top class chocolate cake, which shall do to keep people entertained and their taste buds fulfilled. Besides that, I can sing, dance and be the group clown. :D

•I'm confronting, don't avoid conflict. Can play devil's advocate, which means I'm also skilled at hurting people with sharp words if it comes to that. (Prof. Gojo being my personal inspiration and daily mentor at it, yes physics is one of my subjects too) and is really needed. As I said, I'm good at debates, I as a representative I will stand in front as a shielding barrier, talk on behalf of us and protect our community if anyone dares threaten it. Hmph.

•I'll keep reminding everyone to stay hydrated.

•I'm good at planning (given I've been studying maths and computer sciences majority of my life ; my brain is just wired to build algorithms to get desired output) so I can also help the president plan our meetings in a way it best accommodates everyone's schedules.

•I'm also a social butterfly and am more inclined on the "likes and enjoys social interactions" side, so I can update the members with essential information if they miss out on any club meetings.

•I'm a diplomatic person in nature, I can also help resolve and minor (or major for that case) issues among club members.

>>> Honestly, I'd take pride in calling myself the representative - that tag is a flattering one for me to hold and have. But if you and the other members decide I'm better suited for any other position I'm more than willing to take it up!!

Thank you for your time and consideration!! Looking forward to the election results!! If I'm given the power and position of a representative I promise to work hard and fulfill my duties for the same. 😌🤝🏻

🤩 anon

Dearest 🤩 anon,

no need for apologies — your studies come first, as we as a community and prof geto believe. you have several incredibly useful skills and I believe you would make a wonderful representative! I would love to appoint you as such.

speaking of which, I’ll set the deadline for these elections for when part 3 comes out (2/23 at 8 PM EST)! so if anyone wishes to apply, this is the time :)

#sab [asks]#sab [anons]#sab [prof geto elections]#🤩 anon

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live-laugh-loverpool · 2 years

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Text Conversation XVIII: Weird Managers’ Club Group Chat

Tags: @millythegoat, @millythegoat7, @alissonbecksfan234, @moomin279, @lfc-fanfiction

Boss: Good morning Jesse! 😁. How are you today?

boss: We just got eliminated from the League Cup, how do you think I’m feeling?

BOSS: Uh, guys…do you all realize that we’re all calling each other “boss”?

Boss: Good point, Patrick.

(BOSS has changed his name to TheNormalOne)

(BOSS has changed his name to Jessethe🐐)

(BOSS has changed his name to CrystalEagle🦅)

TheNormalOne: Well, that’s a lot better. Thanks Patrick.

CrystalEagle🦅: You’re welcome. Say, why are we chatting together again? We’re, you know, rivals

Jessethe🐐: I wanted to create a chat so we can hang out together. We passionate managers are so misunderstood here, y’all

TheNormalOne: 😑.

CrystalEagle🦅: 😑

Jessethe🐐: What?

TheNormalOne: You seriously used “y’all” in a text message?

Jessethe🐐: You punctuate EMOJIS!

TheNormalOne: It’s for a good cause!

Jessethe🐐: A cause for disaster

(LOOK INTO MY EYES has joined the chat.)

Look Into My Eyes: HELP ME I’M RUNNING AWAY

TheNormalOne: From what, Thomas?

Look Into My Eyes: FROM RESPONSIBILITY

Jessethe🐐: Seriously man?

CrystalEagle🦅: Hi, Thomas 👋

TheNormalOne: You guys are far too patient with him

Look Into My Eyes: Come on, Jurgen! So unfair

Jessethe🐐: GET LOST YA DIRTY ANIMAL

Look Into My Eyes: Look who has the ANIMAL emoji

Jessethe🐐: It’s a GOAT, simpleton

Look Into My Eyes: Are goats animals?

Jessethe🐐: BIRDS ARE ANIMALS TOO YA KNOW! ASK DARWIN

TheNormalOne: Do NOT bring my boys into this!!!

CrystalEagle🦅: Translation into American English: “do not bring my children into this”

Jessethe🐐: What the heck?! How many women did he—

CrystalEagle🦅: 😳 Do NOT finish that sentence, Jesse

TheNormalOne: NO! NOT LITERALLY MY KIDS! NO NO NO NO

Look Into My Eyes: And that, fellows, was an episode of Jurgen in Panic Mode

Jessethe🐐: Jurgen, I’m sorry…

TheNormalOne: Oh, it’s okay, no hard feelings Jesse.

Jessethe🐐: If you like guys and not women, it’s okay

Look Into My Eyes: 🤣

CrystalEagle🦅: Jurgen, he got you BAD 🤣

TheNormalOne: The boys aren’t biological to me! And that’s not what I meant!

Jessethe🐐: You literally joke about how good-looking your boys are to the press! If that’s not bringing up the vibes I don’t know what does

TheNormalOne: Okay, then. Not saying it’s true, but if I did have a man-friend, who would it be?

Jessethe🐐: Pep

Look Into My Eyes: Pep

CrystalEagle🦅: Pep

UltraBadViceBossNinja: Pep

TheNormalOne: HOLD UP PEP?! What are you doing here?!

UltraBadViceBossNinja: you asked for me and you got me

UltraBadViceBossNinja: i stealth-attached the chat

Jessethe🐐: Stealth-attached?

UltraBadViceBossNinja: Damn autocorrect, I meant stealth-attacked

TheNormalOne: Pep, language

UltraBadViceBossNinja: English, Dutch, Spanish and Portuguese, sir

Jessethe🐐: All of a sudden my English and German feels lame

CrystalEagle🦅: Jesse you speak German?

Jessethe🐐: Well duh Patrick, I was in Germany

CrystalEagle 🦅: All of a sudden I feel very stupid

TheNormalOne: Don’t worry, I know the feeling ✊. Raise a fist for solidarity for people who experience daily “oh, crap” moments

CrystalEagle🦅: ✊

Jessethe🐐: ✊

UltraBadViceBossNinja: ✊

Look Into My Eyes: ✊

TheNormalOne: Thomas, you’re not even managing right now

Look Into My Eyes: Thinking about my life is enough of an “oh crap” moment for me

TheNormalOne: Same bro, same.

Jessethe🐐: You don’t know half of what I have to go through. Patrick woke me up today with his rendition of “Single Ladies”

CrystalEagle🦅: 😱

TheNormalOne: He’s looking for a butt whooping, man.

Jessethe🐐: And to make things worse, Crysencio and Luis were reenacting the Holy Communion in the locker room, and Brenden was wrapped in white bedsheets as the human sacrifice

TheNormalOne: It’s just a stage of managerhood. My boys did that when they were younger, and they got over it

TheNormalOne: Well, most of them anyways

Jessethe🐐: And Luke put salt in my coffee

CrystalEagle🦅: Just like Connor did a year ago. I miss him 😭

Jessethe🐐: There now, Patrick, he’s in a better place

UltraBadViceBossNinja: Since when was Chelsea a better place than Crystal Palace?

Look Into My Eyes: Both of you are NOT helping

Look Into My Eyes: I took care of him Patrick, don’t worry

CrystalEagle🦅: I appreciate that 😥 But I’m worried about him under Graham. He looks so sad

TheNormalOne: If it helps, Patrick, I’ll ask Hendo to check on him during the World Cup

Jessethe🐐: I’ll ask Kalvin too. He left for City this summer but we still keep in touch

CrystalEagle🦅: Thanks, that’s really helpful

CrystalEagle🦅: On the subject of England, how’s Trentski?

TheNormalOne: We’re trying to keep his head above the water. The press certainly don’t help us out, but the boys are wonderful to each other and they’re boosting his confidence

TheNormalOne: The World Cup callup helps too 👍 Gareth also invited Harvey to come along so he can get an experience, and Fabio’s going with Harvey

Jessethe🐐: What about your training camp in Dubai?

UltraBadViceBossNinja: We’ll work something out

CrystalEagle🦅: Right then, I’d better get a move on. I’m still writing Jordan a song

TheNormalOne: You write songs for your boys?

CrystalEagle🦅: It’s how I show them some love 💙 ❤️

CrystalEagle🦅: I’ve got songs for Wilfried, Joachim, Connor, Vicente, Eberichi…

(THENORMALONE, LOOK INTO MY EYES, JESSETHE🐐 and ULTRABADVICEBOSSNINJA have all left the chat)

(CRYSTALEAGLE🦅 has ended the chat.)

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hshouse · 2 years

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This should probably be a tags rant on my own blog but I have an nda so I get wary, but anyway I work for an author/influencer, not even a big one but someone who’s been writing online for a decade, and the amount of unsolicited opinions and hate they receive for mundane stuff on a daily basis is mind-boggling.

So when I see stuff like what went on with Anne, I just think abt how much of this ish goes around not just to celebs/celeb adjacent, but to average ppl. I mean, take the kind of anons you get just doing your thing in this corner of tumblr! (I love your thing btw, keep being your hella lucky, hella confident self, it’s an inspiration.)

All that to say I am just so concerned by the bigger issue, which is this normalization of “posting anything on the internet ever means open season for strangers to publicly shame/drag you” —like would ppl really walk up to someone at a cocktail party and say their negative ig comments or anons to their face? Idk I recently read a piece about “comment culture” that has opened my eyes to how counterproductive all of it and yeah I have no solutions but I just don’t want it to be seen as normal or ok.

Whoops, sorry, this got long, but I know you’ll have good boundaries and not publish if you wanna be done with this topic lmao. 😘 Sending love and apologies for using your inbox as a place to vent. 💕

hi bby,

oh this is so interesting. I will def read the article. and I am honored you like my blog. Yeah, I dont remember where I saw this but someone wrote that the creation of the comment feature on the internet was a huge mistake. After you take a step back and think about, you cant ever go back to that mindset. We should behave online how we behave in real life. What do we do in real life when someone says something weird/annoying/etc??? we gossip about it with our friends. We dont go off on the person??? like thats not how society works. Online should be like that. I think it is fair game to go to your own pages and rant. freedom of speech and all that. but the culture of SENDING these things to people (famous or not) is so toxic and dangerous. a comment you typed in 20 seconds can stay with someone for the rest of their life (I have one from 6th grade that I will remember on my grave). that's a lot of power. everyone should yield it with care.

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lokidokeyartichoki · 2 years

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rules: answer 30 questions and tag 20 (I don’t know enough people lmao) blogs you are contractually obligated to get to know better.

Hello there everything is a mess i am a mess always so lets thank @alice-pdf for exposing me completely

name: Izzy

star sign: almost too Aries to function

height: 5’4”

time: ummm no thanks i don’t believe in that

birthday: April 8

favourite bands/artists: (well whoops ok here is the mess) Metallica, Green Day, Darren Korb, John Williams, Danny Elfman, Hans Zimmer, Linkin Park, Christopher Larkin, Megan Thee Stallion, Billie Eilish, Britney Spears, BABYMETAL, CCR, Santana

last movie: I’m going to count Haunting of Bly Manor as a movie

last show: me and the roommate are rewatching Hannibal in anticipation of Halloween

when did I create this blog: September of 2011

what I post: absolute nonsense, sometimes my art, updates about my life, i am but a humble meme farmer tending to my crops

last thing I googled: Over the Garden Wall the Beast (somebody at work had no idea what i was talking about)

other blogs: I’ve got my Star Wars nonsense side blog and my good omens nonsense side blog

do I get asks?: sometimes! Rarely but they happen and I’m always a little bewildered

following: 67 and only like 3 are deactivated

average hours of sleep: the fuck are you talking about “average”

instruments: piano (I’m decent? I can read sheet music ok), i did guitar for a year, harp for a year, and drums for like a semester

what I’m wearing: a drawfee pride shirt and black pajama pants with a print that has palm trees that have holiday lights on them

dream job: pay me to sleep, read and make shit

dream trip: one day Japan, or a fishing trip up and down the amazon

nationality: i am Midwest United States trash

Favourite songs: it’s genre whiplash I’m sorry

last book I’ve read: Dracula by Bram Stoker (it’s daily Dracula man gimme some slack here)

Top 3 fictional universes I’d like to live in: the Mandalorian/Star Wars, Pokémon, one where Americans have universal health care

(This hardly seemed like 30 questions???)

Low stakes tagging: @chaoticbooklesbian @honeysuckleskull @evening-black @maplemarco @warrenkoles @zuzsenpai @sweatypatrickstump

#about teh blogger #Izzy at home

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hijack711 · 4 months

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CHAPTER 6:

Tag(s): fluff, story building, daily life, wholesome moments

The days of rest were over and Rehn had to return to work. Started off with a group interview, things were going as scripted but then a fan shouted to ask Rehn about his love life.

“Well, I don’t know much about my dad’s thoughts as for my mom, I do because I feel like she started disowning me ever since she had Chaeyoung. Can you imagine that?” Rehn

With that answer, the whole studio was shocked and laughed out loud. Before Rehn’s group members and other people at the studio could take a break, he then dropped another piece of TMI.

“Never in my life did I believe that having a girlfriend could lead to having my daily essentials stolen, my shirts, my shorts, and then my mom, like what the f*ck, babe. Folks, please read the contract before signing, okay?” Rehn

“Jinjayo? Guys, this is my time to ever interview someone who is not afraid of roasting their loved one.” The MC

“Roasting each other is nothing, fellas, you guys should have seen what Rosé has done to our lives. Ever since she started dating our eldest brother, she has become the second bully.” Baekgi

“And the worst part is Rosé has backups, strong ones.” Sirene “You guys can just stand up against her, can’t you?” The MC

“Well, it’s not like we couldn’t, the fact is we shouldn’t. Rosé is our eldest’s parents’ favorite now, so if we dare go against her, we won’t get treated to a fancy meal, and Rehn’s mom is an excellent cook.” Ivy

“Cut cut, I think that’s enough of TMI for the day.” Rehn

“Oh yeah, you’re right. Rosé will probably give all of us a good beating after this.” Yuki

“Ok. Moving onto the next topic which is about your upcoming album. Could you give us a bit of a spoiler on what’s the inspiration behind it? Etc.” The MC

...

Right after the end of the interview, the group spent some time interacting with the people in the studio as well as their fans. The six of them then headed to the headquarters for a meeting. When Unity was having a meeting with the team for the upcoming album, the sound of the notification from Rehn’s phone caught everyone’s attention.

“Sorry, everyone, please continue.” Rehn

“Was it from your chipmunk?” Ivy

“Indeed, it was, and she wants to whoop me in the ass right now.” Rehn

“Hehe.” Damian and Baekgi

...

Moving onto Unity's next task of the day and this time they had to attend a meeting with their team for the next album. The meeting was intense as everyone was deeply immersed in it. For those who had little to no idea how long it took the whole team to brainstorm for just one part of the comeback, the answer was by the time they discussed the concept, part one of the preparation process took about 45 minutes.

Two-thirds of the team had been working on the project since the early morning, and that was not the best part, some even brought their lunch to their cubicle to keep up with the pace.

Forty-five minutes into the meeting, Ivy decided that they should take a break to ease the tension as well as grab a light snack or a drink. A few grabbed a cup of coffee even though some of them were not into it, they had to.

BACK TO THE MEETING

“Don’t you think the first and second concept art are a little bit too bright, from the time of the debut, Unity has stayed loyal to the balance between Yin and Yang. The third one is deep and dark but from what I’m seeing, at the end of the line there’s light.” Jay

“I know that you both have put a lot of effort into this project, but I want to decline. However, both of your ideas have great potential so I will keep them for the future, and I think your ideas will be more suitable for Sirene and Baekgi.” Rehn

“Now that we’re done with the two main group songs, let’s move on to the B-sides.” Mansae

“I’m thinking of having one group B-side and 6 solo ones, each for one member.” Ivy

“I know the 6 of you are capable of handling huge amounts of work but this seems too much. Will it put too much stress on you guys?” Mansae “We’ll be fine, Mansae, thank you for your consideration. The 6 of us have discussed this already and we have a plan for it.” Yuki

“Wow, 6 solos at the same time!” Hanki

“B-sides to be exact.” Rehn

“I thought I understood you guys’ craziness but it seems I still don't, hahaha.” Jay

“Haha, let’s continue.” Ivy

...

Thirty minutes after the meeting ended, Rehn’s phone was bombarded by his girlfriend with multiple messages telling him she wanted to turn him into a punching bag for teasing her in the interview.

“Honey, what the heck? How could you say that? And I don’t fart.” Rosé

“Hahaha, seriously, you don’t? Be honest with me, you do fart, you just do that unconsciously whereas I do that consciously.” Rehn

“Hahaha, eww. Sometimes I'm even surprised at my endurance when loving you, honey.” Rosé

“My dad even asked me “How the hell could you love this punk?”, hahaha. A heads-up here, your mom is quite not happy.” Rosé

“Knew it, having lived with her for a long enough, I am always ready for her wrath.” Rehn

“Hehehe. How was work, honey?” Rosé

“Fruitful but exhausting. Same with you, I know you are tired, especially with your current state so please listen to your health, babe.” Rehn

“Aww, honey, thank you so much. Lisa, Jennie unnie, and Jisoo unnie have been taking good care of me so rest assured.” Rosé

“Speaking of work, didn’t you say you were working on other songs for a singer outside your band? Who are they?” Rosé

“I think you might know her, she’s blonde, a little dorky, Korean, etc.” Rehn

“Wait, I know her?” Rosé

“Hahaha.” Rehn

“Hold up, were you talking about me? … It’s me, isn’t it? … you’re mean, honey.” Rosé

“Hahaha, it’s true, but that isn’t what I want to talk about. I’m talking about your first solo. YG contacted me first to ask if I have any ideas for your solo debut, things got a little bit carried away and instead of giving it to the Black Label, President Yang proposed a collaboration between YG and VST thus here we are, me and you working together.” Rehn

“Omo, yesss … I've dreamed of working with you one day and now you've made it happen, thank you, honey.” Rosé

“So do I, babe.” Rehn

“Rehn ssi!” A VST’s employee called for Rehn

“Ah yes, what do you need?” Rehn

“There is something we need you to take a look at.” VST’s E

“Sure, I’ll be there in a minute.” Rehn

“Better get back to work, honey. I’ll be at your apartment as soon as I finish my schedule.” Rosé

“Bah bye, babe.” Rehn

...

In their changing room, Blackpink was having a break while waiting for the cue to call them out for an interview. During the break, Rosé found it a little bit boring so she decided to pick a fight with Lisa and had Lisa chase her around the room.

“Chaeyoung, be careful, don’t run around like that.” Jennie

“Gosh, unnie, from morning until now, I've heard you nagging at Chaeyoung so much, what are you? A mom? Hahaha.” Lisa

“Aishhh, no. I’m just worried about her.” Jennie

“Well duh, we all know that, but it seems like you took it way too seriously.” Jisoo

“Hey Jennie eomma, buy me fried chicken.” Rosé

“Ouch, you could have said no.” Rosé

“Oppa has given me the right to supervise you as well as the right to intervene so I can do that, and I’ll hit you again for taking my snacks.” Jennie

“Ouch ouch, Lisa, help me.” Rosé

“Ain’t doing that sis, gotta save energy for the interview.” Lisa

KNOCK KNOCK

The door opened to reveal a person entering, a woman with a blonde bob, it was one of Blackpink’s managers.

“Girls, it’s time!” Hanmi

“Got it, unnie!” Jisoo

“Let’s go, hurry up, I’m hungry.” Rosé

“My god, can you keep it in check for at least one hour, please, you’ve been eating all morning like a machine.” Jennie

“Damn, you’re that hungry, no wonder you’re gaining weight like a pig.” Hanmi

“Hahaha, kekeke.” Jisoo and Lisa

“Unnie, you are mean.” Rosé

“Like Snorlax.” Lisa

“Hahahaha. Snorlax, as in the Pokemon?” Hanmi

“Bingo, unnie.” Jisoo

“You are all a bunch of bullies, I’ll tell Rehn after this.” Rosé

Being teased to the point where she couldn't retaliate, Rosé had to use the card she often relied on when being bullied or forced into an awkward situation, which was her boyfriend.

“Go ahead, we will call for backup.” Lisa

“Are you sure we’ll win even if we call for backup? I mean, Chaeyoung got Rehn oppa’s parents on her side too.” Jisoo

“Yeah, right, I forgot.” Lisa

“We can give Chaeyoung’s dad and sister a call, I’m sure they will take our side.” Jennie

“What the?” Rosé

“That’s a good idea, since Chaeyoung often teases her dad and sister, this might work.” Jisoo

...

During the interview, the MC was trying her best to avoid any questions or topics regarding Rosé’s love life. However, it seemed to be inevitable when the fans kept shouting either Rosé’s boyfriend’s name or their funny moments. The smile never disappeared from Rosé's face throughout the interview.

When the four members received the question asking "How long did it take them to train for archery? The fans were curious since Rosé and Lisa seemed to be quite skillful at it.", the Blackpink members then burst out laughing remembering what comments they received from Rehn and Ivy after the short archery clip of Rosé and Lisa went viral.

"We must give Rehn oppa and Ivy unnie the credit. We were in awe and curious when we watched Ivy practicing archery, and she did not train with just static shooting targets, it was like watching superheroes like Green Arrow or Hawkeye in action, so we asked her for some teachings." Lisa

"Yeah, and the funny thing is Lisa was doing extremely great until we decided to record it. She hit 8, 9, and 10, but when we turned the camera on, she only got 6, 5, even worse, none." Rosé

"Yah, bruh, you promised not to mention that anymore." Lisa

The friendly quarrel between Rosé and Lisa gave everyone in the studio a good laugh.

"I want to spill the tea here." Jisoo

"Ooh, Jisoo, what do you have?" The MC

"Only a few hours after these two had their archery match, we received a call from Rehn oppa and Ivy unnie questioning Lisa's skills. Lisa got chewed out by Ivy for like 10 minutes, hahaha." Jisoo

Jisoo's words sent another wave of laughter to the already lively studio.

...

When Blackpink came home, three out of four members were still laughing remembering their interview except for Jennie. Two-thirds of the time when they attended the interview, it was hard for Jennie to focus on the MC's words thus leading her to rely on the members. The reason for that was Rosé or more accurately her man, Rehn, Jennie had not been able to concentrate 100% on both work and her boyfriend, Taehyung for many months.

Of course, Jennie blamed no one but herself for harboring such mixed feelings for someone else's man, but not just someone, it was her sister's man. Jennie did not want Taehyung to waste his time on her, however, she did not have the guts to throw away his love, Taehyung was one of the people who kept Jennie going, enduring all the harshness during her time as a trainee.

Tiredly and slowly dragging her feet to her room, even skipping the dinner, Jennie flopped down on her bed. Jennie then brought her hand to her forehead.

"What the hell is wrong with you, Kim Jennie? When and how did you get yourself into this dilemma?" Jennie asked herself

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#fluff #kpop #character building #blackpink #blackpink rosé #blackpink lisa #blackpink jennie #blackpink jisoo #jisoo #jennie #lisa #rosé

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clairethecutepup · 1 year

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Daily Log: 2/23/2023

Paragraphs ahead: Creative Works, Digimon World: Next Order...

Whoops, forgot to make an update yesterday, as I was too busy focusing on finishing the fourth page of Puppy Eyes and Doll Eyes (link). Hoo boy, I even stayed up an extra bit of time to get it done. Well, in my defense, they do say that between 10 p.m. and 11 p.m. is ideal for people my age-- especially on terms of heart health. Yet, maybe I should focus on just going to bed when my body is tired, despite what supposed health experts/researchers say.

Speaking of Puppy Eyes and Doll Eyes, I can't wait to work on the next page for that, as it takes a little more comforting of a turn. I love my comfort pieces, whether it's characters making amends or general moments of closeness; although, it's definitely gonna be the former in this case. I know, it's weird to imagine Sarah and Jimmy suddenly being nice to Claire after the crap they just put her through, but sometimes people have those moments of realizing they might've gone too far and try to make amends. It's not like they have a completely guilt-ridden 180 in their personalities, it's more like: "*sigh* Okay, we're sorry..." while getting the pup to quiet/calm down.

Think of it like when your older siblings decide it'd be funny/fun to be mean in some way-- teasing, a little rough play, etc. --but then they begin to see that maybe it wasn't actually as "harmless" as thought, or how it ended up going beyond simple "messing with" shenanigans. Or, maybe you were the older family member that had the realization after something you did. So, there's at least a silver lining and happier end in store for the comic.

But for right now, it's time to re-work on the final chapter to Getting Your Goat (link to first part). Then, we'll see what original project will follow after, whether it's another Claire's Companions "episode" or otherwise.

In other news, Digimon World: Next Order is finally available on Steam/PC! I'll admit, I'm a bit uneased by the $60 price tag, especially when I've heard complaints about controlling the game (ex: no instructions on how to play it with a keyboard); but I have been looking forward to it! Honestly, the addition of a "run" button-- FINALLY! --should be all the convincement I need to go ahead and buy it at the full price.

#Digimon World is finally here!#work progress #next course of action #personal life #updates

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anneonomus · 2 years

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love it when ppl ask me what i’m gonna do after college. like girl hopefully stop suffering idk??

#elliot should shut up challenge #‘‘oh ur graduating soon what are your plans?’’ idk???? going back to therapy??????#like I’m sorry I don’t have time for a career rn I’m trying to get diagnosed w/ autism???? one thing at a time people #genuinely I have been living day to day for the past uhhhh four years? idk ever since I stopped having that public breakdown around like 17.#i Do Not have the capacity to worry abt anything other than getting through the day whatever happens happens I will simply live with it #like I have no other alternative I am incapable of making long term decisions rn #also my daily approach has been getting exponentially worse as it’s gone on I am nearly at max capacity!#depending on how good the new therapist is I’m either gonna figure out what I actually need to start living like a person again Or I’m gonna #have another massive meltdown then freak out abt the consequences and bottle everything up to start the cycle all over again! trying my #hardesr to prevent the second option but like. this has been repeating on an increasing scale my entire life so. if it happens it happens #wow I rlly lost it in these tags didn’t I whoops. if ur reading this dw I am functional atm and I am trying to improve my life it’s just.#difficult sometimes yknow.

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literaturehoeenergy · 4 years

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Opportunity Pt 2

pairing: Corpse Husband x fem!reader

genre: fluff i guess?

warnings: one (1) swear word whoops

word count: 1,193

a/n: this is part 2! Click here to read part 1 :)

Y/N’s POV

Corpse and I began talking daily after he added me on Discord. As a college student, my sleep schedule was basically non-existent and so was his, so we would talk on the phone for hours about everything. I told him about my classes and my aspiration to work in a library someday, and he told me about his doctor’s appointment and his ever-growing popularity on the internet. He was nervous a lot, which I understood. His fame was growing so rapidly, it was understandable that he was nervous about all these new people talking about him and interacting with his content.

One day, I never got the phone call he usually gives me around 11. It was odd, so I decided instead to call him. The line rang for a while, but he didn’t answer. I checked all my socials to see if he was streaming or something, but he wasn’t. Did I do something wrong? I texted Sean and asked if he had heard from Corpse recently, but he said he hadn’t talked to him a couple days. I was really starting to get worried. I sent him a text to let him know I was there for him if he wanted to talk to me about it or if he just wanted someone to listen.

I never got the call that night. It made me sad, Corpse was basically the happiest part of my day, and I look forward to his calls more than anything else. I decided that I wouldn’t let myself overthink it and go get some coffee to help me feel better. It was October, so all my favorite fall flavors were available in my favorite shop. “Hey, Y/N! Long time no see,” the owner, Beth, said from behind the counter. I smiled sadly at her, setting my purse on the counter. “Oh no, what’s wrong?” There was only one other person in the shop, and he was waiting for his coffee to be made.

“I’m fine, I think I’m just overthinking something.”

“Well, I think that calls for a latte and a muffin.” She turned to begin making my order as the other barista, her daughter Alanna, made the other person’s. I glanced at the guy -- he was tall and had dark hair, with a black mask covering the bottom part of his face. I hesitantly made my way to stand in the general vicinity he was in, fiddling with the ring on my left hand. “So, what are you overthinking?” Beth asked, waiting for the espresso to drip.

“Oh, I just was talking to this guy for a while, and he stopped responding out of nowhere kind of. I don’t know if I did something, or said something, but I really care about him so I’m trying not to flip in case he’s just going through something right now.”

“A guy?” She said with a smirk. “Where’d you meet him?”

“I actually haven’t met him in person. He’s friends with my cousin.”

Corpse’s POV

I decided that coffee might help me feel better. I felt awful for not responding to Y/N last night, but I couldn’t bring myself to pick up the phone, even though talking to her would have probably made me feel better. The shop wasn’t far from my house, and they had really good fall flavors. I ordered my drink from the young girl and made my way to the far end of the counter to wait. The bell above the door dinged and a girl with Y/C/H walked in. She looked kind of sad. And kind of familiar…

She made small talk with the older woman behind the counter, so I assumed they were friends. She made her way over to me, obviously trying to give me my space. The older woman continued talking to the girl, asking what she was overthinking. “Oh, I just was talking to this guy for a while, and he stopped responding out of nowhere kind of. I don’t know if I did something, or said something, but I really care about him so I’m trying not to flip in case he’s just going through something right now.” Wait a second...

“A guy?” The woman asked. “Where’d you meet him?”

“I actually haven’t met him in person. He’s friends with my cousin.” Oh my god. “But he’s so sweet, and he actually listens to me when I talk.”

“That’s good, your last one had a bad habit of being a shithead and not doing that.” The girl laughed and looked down at her shoes. That’s her. That’s Y/N. Right in front of my face. “Here’s your muffin, sweetie.”

“Thanks. Anyway, I know he struggles sometimes to find the motivation to do anything, because I do too. So I’m trying not to freak about it. He’s a really great guy, I’m sure he just needed some time to himself.” I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down.

“Yeah, I just needed a break,” I said quietly. Her head shot up, her eyes moving to meet mine. “Hi, Y/N.”

“Corpse?” She asked, surprised.

“Guilty,” I chuckled. “I’m sorry, I just couldn’t find it in me to pick up the phone. I actually don’t think I even have it on me,” I said, patting the pockets on my jeans.

“No, that’s okay. I understand. I just didn’t think this would be the way I met you.” The older woman was smiling out of the corner of my eye, setting both of our coffees down on the counter.

“Here y’all go. You’re more than welcome to stay in the shop while we close up for lunch.” Y/N thanked her and glanced up at me.

“Do you want to?” Of course I do. I nodded and followed her to a table in the back corner. “Here, if you sit right there, your back will be to the door.” I looked at her, a little confused. “The windows. Uh… If you face away from them, then no one will… be able to see you.”

“Oh, yeah. Thank you,” I smiled. “So…”

“How are you?” She asked. She was so sincere, and even more beautiful in person. I had only seen pictures and little videos of her on her Instagram. She resembled Sean a little bit, obviously, but she was unlike anyone I had ever seen before.

“I’m doing better. I just… woke up yesterday and felt awful. My fingers have been numb and I feel kind of nauseous. But I thought that coffee might help me feel better.” She had one hand against her cheek and the other gripped on her mug, listening to me intently. “I guess that was a good idea.” She grinned, letting out a small chuckle. “You’re… so pretty.”

“Oh my god, shut up,” she said, looking down at her coffee.

“I’m serious.” She met my eyes again.

“Thank you.” We sat in a comfortable silence for a while before she spoke again. “You have really nice eyes.”

“Thank you. So, how did your essay turn out?” Her eyes lit up, excited to talk about her writing. God, she’s gorgeous.

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ningningsplushie · 3 years

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The Cute Barista

Pairing: Jimin x reader

Word count: 2263

Genre: Pastel cafe?? Jimin being a comforting person :3

Summary: Your favourite barista has moved away and in her place is the ever charming Park Jimin. Can he comfort you just the same?

Warnings: Cringey pick up line (rip but it fit well with the story), stressed and upset reader

After a long day, a trip to the cafe was exactly what she needed. Classes were kicking her ass, what with essays, assignments, and presentations piling up on the daily, not to mention her trying to keep up with work and her own personal life. A calming sit-down, with a nice book, along with her favourite barista, Hwa Young, would surely cheer her up.

Opening the door to the cafe, the smell of brownies and buttercream frosting immediately wafts up her nose. The overall atmosphere of the place, with its pastel pinks walls and baby blue trimming, its bubbly aura due to the dainty display of desserts, large windows, and sweet jazz music instantly calms Y/N after a hectic day.

Walking up to the cash register, she realizes that Hwa Young isn’t at her usual station, neither is she wiping down the tables or serving customers.

She spots a blond boy standing in place of her favourite barista and decides to ask for her whereabouts. “Excuse me, I was wondering where Hwa Young was?”

The boy looks up from the till and gives her a warming grin, cheeks almost covering his eyes. My, he’s really handsome. Handsome, however, was an understatement. His face had an innocent, boyish charm to it, with large, honest eyes, plump lips with a subtle cupid’s bow, and a soft jaw.

“I suppose you’re in the dark about her.” Hearing this, Y/N grows worried and the boy sees this. “Oh don’t worry,” he scrambles, panicking for frightening her, “she just moved to Japan for university. She left just last week.”

She left? Crestfallen, Y/N looks to the ground. Damn, I was really looking forward to seeing her. “Really? It’s just...she has a really comforting aura and it was something I needed right now. I suppose I won’t be getting that ever again, if not ever again.”

Y/N realizes her mistake of oversharing and clasps a hand over her mouth with wide eyes. “Oh god, I’m so sorry. The last thing you need right now is for a stranger telling you her problem.”

The new barista chuckles, “It’s alright, my sister was a big help to a lot of people so I understand.”

“Yeah, she- wait. Sister? She was your sister?” Y/N squeaks out.

“Is, not was. She’s still here with us, just far away. But yeah, after she left I decided to take her place here to help our mom run the cafe.”

“That’s sweet of you…” finding no reason to stay any longer she decides to leave, picking up her wallet from the counter. “Anyways, I’ve got to go, but uhhh, thank you for telling me about your sister. Have a nice day-” she reads the boy’s name tag. “Jimin. I’ll be going now.”

Just as she’s about to turn, Y/N feels a grip on her wrist, disabling her from leaving. Jimin looks at his hold on Y/N and quickly lets go.

“Listen, I know you’re not exactly in the best of moods right now and I know I’m not my sister but please, stay and give yourself a rest.”

She considers his comment for a moment before turning back to him and offering a tight-lipped smile.

“Alright. I’ll have a medium honey latte, please,” she says, offering Jimin money for her order.

Taking the money from her, he gives a mock salute, chest puffing out. “Coming right up, Miss.”

Y/N can’t help but giggle at his gesture, hands going up to cover her smile.

“Yeahhhh! That’s what we like to hear. My goodness, if I knew your smile was this bright, I never would have bothered to change the light bulbs in the chandeliers.” Jimin puts his arms out as if protecting himself from a bright flash and at this, Y/N laughs some more. Giving the barista some more material, he pretends to swoon, resting the back of his on his forehead. “Wow, wow, wow. I might as well just shut off our radio too. Your laugh sounds much nicer.”

Y/N blushes, earning a “cute,” from Jimin but then composes herself. “Call me Y/N, please.”

Nodding, he begins tinkering with the espresso machine. “Y/N, I might not be as comforting as my sister but I’m certainly more charming and cuter than her, aren’t I?” throwing a wink to the girl.

Y/N rolls her eyes and replies, “You guys share half of the same DNA.”

“That’s true but my DNA gave me the upper hand in looks.” Y/N couldn’t deny that. She couldn’t stop staring at his lips, how they formed when he smiles, or the position they were in whenever he pouted whilst concentrating.

“Alright, one medium honey latte for Y/N,” he whoops, placing the porcelain cup before her.

“Thank you so much.” Taking a sip from her drink, she closes her eyes in pure bliss, the warmth of the latte spreading throughout her body.

“How is it? Is it too sweet? I think I might have put too much sweetener in it so-”

“It’s perfect,” Y/N sighs, opening her eyes once more.

He gives a proud smile and pats his head. “Good, I’m glad. I’ll leave you alone now, let you decompress for a while.”

“Thank you for everything… for being so patient and kind. I appreciate it,” Y/N says, gazing out the window.

“A little kindness never anybody. I just hope I made your day somewhat better.”

“You definitely did.”

And with that, Jimin leaves the girl alone, moving on to his own barista duties of washing the dishes, clearing tables, and taking the orders of a few people who wanted a kick of caffeine. It was close to the evening which meant that the cafe was nearly empty, something Y/N found most agreeable as it allowed her to enjoy the soft music playing through the speakers while enjoying her recent read. For about thirty minutes or so, Y/N was enjoying her novel whilst sipping occasionally on her latte, and at that moment, she was finally at peace. Here, she was able to temporarily forget about school, work, and her general stresses in life. All that mattered was her tranquility, the porcelain cup sitting ahead of her, and the cast of characters splayed out in her book. Y/N realizes that her brow had loosened, curing her blistering headache ever since she stepped foot into the shop, especially since she talked to Jimin.

Leaving all her worries aside, Y/N gazes out the window and ponders. Everything is so beautiful right now, what with the snow gently falling and families walking hand in hand, she thought. It’s a shame I can’t fully enjoy life with all my stress plaguing my thoughts. I should just enjoy it while it lasts.

It didn’t last long, that is, only because Jimin came over with a fresh piece of what appeared to be strawberry shortcake. He places the plate in front of Y/N and leaves with a simple, “Bon appetit.”

“Hey wait! I didn’t order this.” she rushes to her feet to return the cake.

Jimin comes back, pushing Y/N by her shoulders so she’d sit back down. “I know you didn’t. But you can’t drink something on an empty stomach,” he urges, nudging the cake towards her and turning back around once again.

With her mouth shaped into an O’, she reaches for her wallet to pay for the dessert but before she can do so, Jimin, with his back towards Y/N, protests, “don’t even think of paying for the cake. It’s on the house.”

“Oh, I couldn’t possibly eat this without paying. Besides, won’t you get in trouble?”

“You can, and you will,” he affirms, now facing Y/N, slinging the rag over his shoulder, adding with, “plus, what’s the worst my mom can do? Not feed me Jjajangmyeon for two weeks? I can survive.”

Warily, Y/N begins to stab the fork into the cake before venturing with a meek, “Are you sure?”

“I’m positive,” he declares, giving her a warm smile that makes her want to eat the cake all the more, wanting to see his smile once more. “Also, I uhhhh,” Jimin stammers, “I wanted to give it to you cuz uhhh...it m-matches your sweater vest,” he declares, rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment from his statement.

Confused, Y/N looks down at herself. As per usual, she was in a rush to attend her first lecture of the day and just threw on the first thing her eyes met, which was a pink, strawberry printed sweater vest over a white button-up. Wait. He just gave me a slice of cake because it matched my vest. How much cuter can this guy get? With a blush creeping up her face, she shoved a piece of the cake in her mouth, and in an instant, her tense shoulders dropped, like a weight lifted off of them. The sweetness and acidity of the strawberries coated her tongue but was soon covered by the velvety taste of the buttercream frosting.

“Wow Jimin, this is...absolutely delicious.”

He hums, “I’m glad you think so. I’ll be sure to tell my mom.”

“Yeah, you def- wait. Your mom?” Y/N interjects, mouth full of cake.

Jimin takes a napkin from the dispenser and wipes the frosting from the corner of her mouth and asks, “Did you really think I was the one who made the cake? You overestimate me, my dear friend,” he leans in closer to Y/N, lips frighteningly close to her ear and whispers, “I appreciate the sentiment though.” He pulls back and winks at her, hair falling over his eyes. “I just thought it befitting to feed you something as sweet as yourself.”

Shocked at his boldness, Y/N goes back to eating her cake, not quite sure how to respond to him, especially since she was turning redder and redder by the second and it feels like her tongue had been swallowed.

“Cute,” Jimin chuckles, going back to washing the dishes.

By the time Y/N finished eating, the sun had set and it was closing time, leaving only Jimin and Y/N to be the only two in the shop. She looked at the time and her eyes nearly bulged out of her head. “Oh god, I’ve got to get going. I’ve got to wake up early tomorrow.”

Y/N scrambles to gather her items in her bag, her book, her phone, her wallet and is about to zoom out the door before she hears Jimin calling her name.

“Y/N hold up! You forgot something.” Bewildered, lets go of her hold on the door handle, and looks to the boy.

“Come here,” he beckons for Y/N to come closer.

Walking closer to the counter, Y/N has her hand reached out for him to place whatever it is she left behind. Jimin, placing something unbelievably small in her palm, smiles bright, cheeks overcoming his eyes. She looks down and sees a single Hershey’s chocolate kiss. Y/N looks back to Jimin for an explanation and what he says next throws her off completely.

“Hershey factories make millions of kisses a day, but I’m asking for only one...perhaps after our first date?”

Y/N is silent for a few beats as she registers his cheesy pickup line. Jimin, panicking, quickly regrets his words and goes to take back the kiss but is stopped when Y/N doubles over, shoulders shaking.

Concerned, the barista walks around the counter and puts his arms around Y/N, scared that he triggered what he thought were waterworks. “Y/N...I’m really sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you!” But then he hears laughter, belly-aching laughter, one that Jimin wants to hear all the time.

For a good minute, Y/N is hunched over, cackling while Jimin lets out small giggles but then ceases her laughter, wiping her tears away, and looks towards Jimin. “Wow, thank you for making me laugh like that. I haven’t done that for so long.”

Jimin frowns, “I’m happy I made you laugh but are you laughing at me or with me?”

“With you, I’d never laugh at you, especially since you made me feel so much better today,” Y/N replies.

“Oh thank God,” he lets out a deep sigh of relief. “So about that date...would you like to go out with me? I know it’s weird since we just met today but I heard a lot about you from Hwa Young and-and I always wanted to see what you were like. Our paths crossed and I didn’t want to give this moment up.”

Y/N considered how much of an impact he had on her in just one day and thought what it would be like being with him every day. She knew she’d feel tremendously better. As of now, she’s felt more comfortable than she had for a long while. Being around him reminded her of all the beautiful things she’s failed to notice and allowed her to feel like herself once more. If being around him felt like this, she never wanted it to end. His presence comforted Y/N and made her feel right at home. She definitely wasn’t going to turn him down.

“I’d love nothing more than to go out with you. But you better not break that promise of a kiss.”

Brushing a small strand of hair behind Y/N’s ear, he replies with, “Oh, I promise.”

#park jimin #jimin #jimin x reader #bts #bts jimin #bts au #bts fluff #bts imagines #bts fanfic #jimin fluff #jimin fanfic #jimin au #bts scenarios #bangtan #bangtan sonyeondan

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yehet-me-up · 3 years

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Content Tag Game

Tagged by EXO sister-wife Kat @yeoldontknow <3 1. what fandoms have you written for (but do not currently)?

2. what fandoms are you currently writing for?

3. how long have you been writing? on this blog?

uhhh I definitely wrote half of several harry potter and lotr fanfics in HS but that was ‘the dark times’ many moons ago. so as an adult this is my only fandom! just stumbled into kpop and stumbled onto fanfics in the most backwards way possible (was sent a meme of a 1D ‘imagine’ and was like hey I wonder if they have these for kpop and then I found them and they were not a meme, but were fucking incredible AND NOW 4 YEARS LATER (started August-ish 2017???) here we are hahaha)

4. on which platforms do you post your stories?

oh dear god i just remembered I have an AO3 account..... WHOOPS, shit 😅 might need to, y’know, update that at some point. jfc adhd object permanence is something else.

5. what is your favorite genre to write?

Personally it’s sci fi/fantasy, but here in the fanfic space I’d say..... uhh slice of life, romance, angst but make it a happy ending?? fanfic is a way for me to share all the sort romantic hopeful feelings I have about love and life and friendship and purpose 💕

6. are you a pantser or a planner?

Used to be a pantser when I started this (and when fics used to be like ?? 3k-5k) now that fics in general are longer for one-shots and series my good lord I need an outline. Especially for exo mall which is *insert meme of crazy guy with the bulletin board* a lot for my brain haha

7. one shot or multi-chapter?

8. what is the perfect chapter length in your opinion?

I’d say mine are usually 5k or so?? some series were shorter per chapter, depending on subject matter. I tend to write like... interconnected long as frick oneshots, so i don’t count those as chapters ☠️

9. what is your longest published story? is it complete?

uhhhhh good question haha. my book was 95k and I think exo mall is like *dammit math* 140k or something that has significantly gotten out of hand. I have two more fics so it will probably be like 180ish when it’s done?? not including the drabbles to come haha

10. which story did you enjoy working on the most?

I loved No Quarter and torturing Kat with her husband, also staying up all night to finish Chanyeol’s exo mall knowing kat had NO idea it was coming was a BLAST. Kyungsoo’s exo mall was one of the most ‘in the flow’ writing experiences i’ve ever had. I wrote this Baek oneshot at like 3am when i couldn’t sleep once and tbh it felt like I wrote it in a dream. ja;slkfjasd I love so many of these this is like a trip down memory lane, so I’m going to be a wh*re and say two more haha. This is the most honest and close to ‘real life’ thing I think I’ve written on here (and also one of the only sex scenes I didn’t lose my goddamned mind trying to write a;sldkfja;sdf). And lastly Ablaze, which was the longest thing I’d written (I think) and let me know that hey? maybe I could write a book someday <3

11. favorite request you’ve have written and why (if any?)

This request for Exo Mall Baek was such a joy to write! And for some reason this Taeyong drabble makes me wish I had the time/energy to write it into a full story, it gripped me so much when I wrote it, like a movie had fully downloaded into my brain out of nowhere.

12. are there reoccurring themes in your stories?

For sure! I’d say found family is a big one. Trusting that you’ll find your place even if things don’t make sense or you feel unsure. Believing that love is worth the risk and fear of trusting someone ;laksjdfal;sd. That love can be big gestures and super intense, but that after that fades away it’s the small daily moments that matter most - the people who stay and listen when you’re sad, holding hands and forehead kisses, taking care of people when they’re sick or scared or just need company, showing up to try again or to communicate even when things are hard.

Someone commented on a fic of mine ages ago that I helped them see that real love (of that small, daily, consistent kind) is possible and MAYHAPS I cried because underneath it all, that’s what I’d want people to take away - that love of all kinds is scary, but it’s always worth it in the end <3

13. current number of wips?

Surprisingly just ... 3? wow how time has changed hahaha. I have Jun + Baek for exo mall (plus some drabbles but that will be something people write in about, so I wouldn’t consider them wips) and then I maaaaay continute on here with the Jun + Min regency baes series. We shall see :)

14. three things you have noticed about your own writing?

1. I can’t NOT write Baekhyun as the biggest cheesy dork in the entire world 2. That I’ll always have endless fantasy world to live in. I have to try actively to not start new WIPs because it’s so damn easy to be inspired. If I’m ever bored I know that I can jump into some story and let myself be carried away for a while 3. that who and how i am in real life is not usually the same person that i am when it comes to the vibe of my writing, and that that’s totally okay <3

15. a quote you like from a published story.

“I wish it had been with someone like you, though,” you say, squeezing his hand.

“Someone like me?” he says, raising his eyebrows, waiting for an explanation.

You look down at the floor, trying to figure out how to put how he makes you feel into words. “Yeah, someone strong, and steady. And safe.”

He lets out a laugh. “Safe? That sounds awfully similar to boring.”

“No, no. You don’t understand,” you say emphatically, coming to stand fully in front of him, grabbing his other hand as well. “You never ask me to be anything but who I am. You’re patient, kind, caring. For the longest time I thought that falling in love would be stifling. That it would… I don’t know, take my independence. Take my spirit. Make me into someone I don’t recognize.”

You step closer, holding his face in your hands. “But I can’t think of anything I want more than to be with you. You make me the best version of who I am. I don’t know how it is for you, being with me. But when I’m with you, it just feels like… home,” you finish gently.

- from Kyungsoo’s exo mall because THIS is how I feel about falling in love now, and this story was me working out what I believed about the process (like a goddamned emo bish haha)

16. a quote from an unpublished story.

For a moment you allow yourself this weakness. It won't destroy you to admire the strong lines of his body, the intensity and focus in the set of his brows, the deep, warm color brown of his eyes as they - oh lord, he's looking directly at you. As he notices you watching him his lips press into a small smile, inclining his head towards you.

'Oh no,' you say, mortified. In a breath you've blinked and drawn your arm through Maggie's, weaving your way through the crowd and dragging her with you.

'What's wrong?' she hisses in your ear, slightly off-kilter from the drink and revelry. 'You're going to tear my arm off.’.

'Sorry, he -' With a hand you push through the front doors, gulping in the cool night air and breathing deeply to steady the erratic pace of your heartbeat. 'Maggie, what's happening to me? He looked at me and I felt so... naked. I can't explain it.'

She realizes you aren't in actual distress and laughs. 'Good. About time you fell in love. I'm delighted.'

- From perhaps a future chapter of Jun and Min regency baes series....

17. space for you to say something to your readers.

Thank you so much. Truly, from the bottom of my heart. This fandom brought writing back into my life after such a long time away and I had no idea I would love it so much. The friends it’s brought me and the kind words that made me cry or cheered me up on a shitty day or made me laugh out loud and the watching other writers grow on their journeys. Getting to hear how something I made could help you feel less alone or less sad on a shitty day is all I’ve ever wanted from sharing all this. Thank you for being here and thank you for sharing parts of yourself with me <3

Tagging anyone who sees this who would like to do it, even if you don’t consider yourself a “real writer” yet (yes you are, stop doubting yourself!!!!) 😘

#taggity tag

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thiswasinevitableid · 4 years

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47 for OT4, SFW or NSFW I love your writing! :))

Thank you! I went SFW for this one.

47: you overhear me complaining to my coworker about your ridiculous daily coffee order, whoops

“Oh christ, here he comes.” Duck mutters to Indrid as he pumps hazelnut syrup into a cup, “the one I was tellin you about.”

Indrid, stationed at the counter, tilts his head as he watches the windows, “would he be the one that looks like a lumberjack or the one who looks like a secret agent?”

“The second one. I dunno what it is, but his order drives me fuckin nuts. It’s super specific; dark roast, single origin only, heavy cream until it turns about that color” he points to the wall, “with a half pump of caramel and a half pump of vanilla. You’re gonna be that specific, just make it at home.” He’s busy putting a lid on the drink and therefore misses Indrid’s hand waving.

“I do, and it’s not that hard.” A deep voice makes him turn; the lumberjack, looking more amused than annoyed.

“And since you know my order so well already” the other man, smile, tight lipped, at him before turning to Indrid, “one of those and one large, black coffee.”

Duck starts the drink, making it as fast as he can so he can slink off into the back room. Shit, if the guy rats on him he could get in trouble, he’s already on thin ice after throwing out some rich kid for harassing the staff.

Indrid takes the drinks, mouths, “go” and heads around the counter while Duck makes a bee-line for the supply closet.

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Indrid sets the cups down in front of the two men, then slides a plate with a large, hot monster cookie on it between them.

“On the house, as they say.”

“This an apology cookie or a ‘don’t give us a bad review’ cookie?” The lumberjack smirks.

“Both.” Indrid says mildly, smiling and returning to his post.

As he walks away he hears the deep voice whisper, “wouldn’t kick that one outta bed for eating crackers.”

A soft laugh, “Agreed. Pity his friend is an ass.”

When Jake and Hollis arrive a few minutes later to take over for him and Duck, he finds his boyfriend clonking his head into the wall by the break room.

“Don’t worry, love, I smoothed things over.”

“Thanks. Just feel like a dipshit. Both for gettin overheard and complainin in the first place.”

“I assumed it was stress from waiting on interview results.”

“Yeah.” Duck pulls on his jacket, “still feel shitty though.”

“Come, let’s go home. I have some ideas for relaxation.” He purrs, kissing Duck’s cheek.

“How may of ‘em are fuckin’-based?”

“Half.”

“Good, gives us some variety just in case.”

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“We’ve paired you with another duo, if that’s okay?”

“Sure” Duck smiles at the Escape Room employee, takes Indrid’s hand as they follow him down the hall, “Aubrey says these are more fun in a group.”

“I look forward to--oh dear.”

Duck turns to see the pair from the coffee shop last week. The lumberjack looks about the same, but the secret agent is dressed more casually than usual. His black hair is loose rather than slicked back, and he’s in jeans and shirt that reads, “Champ” with a dark outline of sea monster on the front. He almost looks cute.

“You’ve been trapped in the lair of hostile, highly intelligent space aliens. You have an hour to escape. Good luck” The employee shuts the door, leaving the pairs to stare at each other.

“Uh, hi. Again.” Duck waves awkwardly

“Hey.” The lumberjack waves back, “so, uh, this is hella awkward, right?”

“Yes.” The other three respond.

“Cool. Look, I dunno about you but I don’t wanna get dissected by aliens. So, bygones?”

The others nods and he smiles, “I’m Barclay, this is Joseph. My, uh, my boyfriend.” It’s distinctly odd watching such a large man blush like a schoolgirl. Joseph smiles, kisses his cheek, then looks around the room.

“Alright, we need to find the four symbol code to enter onto that pad. Spread out and look for places symbols might be hidden.”

They find the first one easily. Indrid’s eye for color and patterns helps them locate the second, and when a clue points to the third being high up, instead of having to construct a makeshift ladder or step-stool, Barclay simply reaches up and grabs it. It does not escape Duck’s notice that both Indrid and Joseph get appreciative looks on their faces when Barclay then moves a “cloning pod” out of the way all by himself.

“I suspect the last symbol is hidden one something that is in...that hole.” Joseph points to the newly revealed wall lined with several cubbies, one of which has danger signs written all around it.

“Not it. Too close to a garbage disposal, and I have nightmares about putting my hand down that at the wrong time.” Barclay shudders.

“I would also prefer not to be the one to reach in; such elements often have a loud noise gimmick and I do not enjoy that.”

Joseph glances at Duck, blue eyes glinting with a not-entirely-friendly challenge.

“Fuck it, I’ll do it.” Duck steps forward and cautiously slides his hand in. Indrid’s instinct was right, as the whole starts vibrating with a loud, grinding sound. Indrid yelps, grabbing the other two men, who in turn jump and scream in surprise. Duck grits his teeth, fights the urge to pull back, and finds a smooth tile waiting for him. When he removes his hand the noise stops, and he grins, triumphant, as he shows off the last symbol.

“WHOO!” Barclay cheers and high-fives Duck as Joseph punches in the symbols, stopping the timer on the wall, “shit, that was wild man, scared the living hell outta me and I wasn’t even the one doing it.”

“Mmmm, my brave hero.” Indrid drapes his arms over his shoulder, kissing him.

“Sap.” Duck teases, kissing him back.

“You know, we make a pretty good team.” Joseph brushes stray hair off his face.

“Yeah. Would, um, would you guys like to go grab coffee or something?” Barclay looks genuinely hopeful, which is why, ten minutes later, Duck is sitting across from Joseph in a dark-wood coffee shop. Indrid has excused himself to wash his hands and Barclay is outside taking a phone call from someone named Mama.

Duck sips his coffee (black) as he watches Joseph measure cream into his mug.

“That explains it; guys who drink black coffee are always weird about guys who don’t.”

“Don’t Barclay drink his black?”

“Only when we’re out, when we’re at home he’s always making fancy coffee. Trying out new recipes. It works well. Or, um, mostly well. There was a green tea cherry espresso that was not his finest.”

“Eech. Heh, that reminds me of the time ‘Drid was so groggy he poured strawberry syrup into his coffee instead of caramel. Didn’t phase him one bit, but I felt like I was kissin a berry patch the whole day. Swear the man’s half moth or some shit from how much sugar he drinks.”

Joseph snickers, “sorry, imagining Indrid as a mothman is a funny image.”

Duck pictures it and giggles, which makes Joseph laugh harder. When they recover, he scratches the back of his neck, “Look, I’m sorry I was a dick about your coffee order. Just havin one of those weeks where everythin got on my nerves.”

“It’s alright. I’m not all that bothered by it. Not intellectually, anyway. Being particular or precise is something people have been, um, less than kind to me about in the past.”

“Nothin wrong with knowin what you like.”

Joseph glances out the window at Barclay, “No, no there’s not.”

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It becomes a weekly arrangement; the four of them meet for some kind of activity, then go to lunch or dinner. Duck learns many things over those weeks; that Barclay can figure out how to reverse engineer Indrid’s favorite cupcakes from a local bakery, that Joseph has a worryingly deep yet very endearing knowledge of bad horror movies. That while Joseph is terrifying during a trivia match, Duck can still wipe the floor with everyone when it comes to the science categories. He learns that Joseph is trans, like him, and that Barclay and Indrid actually went to the same high school but were two years apart and thus didn’t know each other.

Right now, he’s learning that he’s not as good at laser tag as he thought he was.

They went during the cheaper hours, mid-afternoon on a Sunday, and while all four of them are on the same team they’ve gotten separated in the neon-tinted darkness.

He can tell the enemy team has spotted him, and is moving as fast as he can out of range, when a hand reaches out of a darkened turret and pulls him in.

“GAHoh, phew, scared the hell outta me Joe.”

“Sorry, it was safer than calling out.” The space is small, built for kids rather than two twenty-six year olds, and so Joe is pressed right up against him as he watches the door. He might be the only guy Duck knows who wears honest to god cologne, clean and minty smelling, and the scent wraps around him when Joe pulls him back against his chest to hide them from passing opponents.

“Fuck, that was close.” He whispers.

“Don’t worry” Joe murmurs in his ear, voice huskier than normal, “you’ve got me to look out for you.” He breaks away as if nothing happened, pulls Duck’s body out into the glowing chaos, while his mind stays in the little room, wondering what the fuck that was.

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“Can’t believe we got our asses handed to us by a bunch of eleven year olds.” Duck groans as they sit, licking their wounds along with soft-serve from a tiny shack that Barclay swears by.

“That one blonde girl is gonna grow up to be a sniper.” Barclay offers his cone (chocolate and sour cherry) to Joseph, who takes a prim bite.

“It may run in the family; I think her dad was the one with the ‘Go Army’ shirt.”

“Oh, were we not supposed to be going easy on them?” Indrid cocks his head. The others stare at him in mute shock.

“I’m kidding; I was utterly outmatched in there.” He grins before dragging his tongue up his cone (pineapple and marshmallow). When he reaches the tip he opens his mouth wider, taking it all in with a satisfied moan. He pulls off, stray ice cream dribbling down his chin until Joe hands him a napkin. Indrid thanks him, then proceeds to do the exact same thing, over and over, and Duck realizes neither of the other men have looked away from his boyfriend. Barclay’s legs are now crossed, and Joe’s cheeks are pink. Duck can’t really blame them--he knows exactly what Indrid can do with that mouth--but what’s stranger is he doesn’t feel jealous or annoyed. He knows Indrid sometimes struggles with looking, in his own words, “offputting.” It’s nice to see two other people catch on to just how hot he is.

Then again, he kind of wishes Joe would stop staring and eat his own cone; he wants to see what his tongue can do, too.

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“Watcha drawin’?” Duck slides onto the couch next to Indrid.

“Just random images.”

“That us with Joe and Barclay?”

“I, ah, yes it is.”

“Like it a lot. Christ you’re talented, it’s like how much you like us is comin’ right off the page.”

“Is, ah, is that so? I hadn’t noticed, ah, oh dear, I just remembered I need to go call Jake about covering my shift.”

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Duck: That new barcade is finally open, wanna come with us on Saturday?

Barclay: Wish we could, but we got a friends birthday that night.

Duck: No big, let us know if you want to catch a flick on Sunday

Barclay sets the phone down, not remembering it’s a group text until Joe pokes his head out of the bedroom.

“Shit, whose birthday is on Saturday? We need to get a gift.”

“Oh, uh, no, no one. Just, uh, didn’t feel like going out but didn’t want them to think I was, like, angry or something. Sorry, shoulda asked if you wanted to go without me, shit, that was rude.”

“It’s alright, I don’t mind time that’s just for us.” He crosses the living room, fiddles with Barclays hair, “but let me know if you want to see a movie Sunday, I’m happy either way.”

“Uhuh, will do.” Barclay nods, not really paying attention, as he imagines silvery hair in the dark theater and holding slender, cool fingers in his own.

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“Why do I get the feeling you don’t actually have that DVD to loan me?”

“I do” Duck shuts the apartment door behind Joe, “but we got some things to discuss first.” He waits until Joe is sitting next to Barclay (lured here by the promise of cookies) and across from Indrid (lives here, not that hard to lure).

“Look, I don’t think I really gotta point out how weird it is that we went from hangin out every week to not seein’ each other for near a month. But what I do gotta point out is why it’s happenin’.”

“We’ve all been busy?” Joe hazards.

“Yeah, but we all were busy before and we made time for each other. Now we, myself included, are cancelin shit.” He takes a deep breath, “Barclay, Joe, you both got a thing for ‘Drid, don’t you?”

Joe nods while Barclay blushes and mutters, “yeah.”

“And ‘Drid, you got a thing for both of them?”

His boyfriend shifts nervously in his seat, but nods all the same. Barclay looks genuinely surprised.

“Well, you three ain’t the only ones realizin’ you want more than you got. Joe, I, uh, I really like you. As in wanna date you. So, uh, that’s where we’re at.” He sits down next to Indrid, who instantly takes his hand.

“That’s...wait, don’t we all want the same thing?” Joe looks between them, puzzled.

“You’d really be okay with me dating Indrid?” Barclay asks softly.

“We’d both be dating him. And I’d be dating Duck as well as you two. Assuming that was alright with Indrid?”

“....You know, I think it is.” Indrid squeezes Duck’s hand, “I was afraid to admit how I felt; I didn’t want to come between you and Barclay, because you clearly love each other, and I couldn’t bear the thought of losing Duck. But I’ve also seen how happy he is around you, Joseph; there is no reason we could not all work things out to be happy as a, ah, polycule? Is that the term?”

“Think so.” Barclay relaxes, “fuck, I felt so bad thinking that wanting Indrid would fuck everything up, don’t know what to do with my self now that I’m not stressing about it.”

“I propose we order dinner and just...talk.” Indrid rests his head on Duck’s shoulder, “I think that will help us sort out where to go from here.”

Duck orders takeout from the Chinese place down the block as Indrid and Joe arrange the living room into a place where they can all sit together comfortably and Barclay grab drinks. Soon they’re gathered on the floor, working out logistics and boundaries and hopes and fears between bites of fried rice and chow mein. Joe keeps notes, curling closer to Duck as the evening goes on.

There’s a part of him that wants to jump straight to sex, to pin Joe to floor and fuck him while his other boyfriends do what they want to him, to Duck, to each other. But this thing between them is a new leaf in spring, vulnerable and just beginning to grow.

So, after dinner, they cuddle up on the couch and floor to watch the midnight movie on local T.V, hands tentatively finding each other and bodies gradually resting closer together in new configurations.

He falls asleep on the floor, Indrid spooning him and Joe resting his head on his belly. Wakes up with Joe curled around him and Barclay cuddled up to Indrid, snoring softly.

Duck slips out of the configuration, pads into the kitchen to start coffee. When Joe sneaks up behind him he gasps, snickers as the taller man kisses him good morning. Then he grabs two mugs, smiling to himself at his luck as he opens the fridge. After all, he already knows just how his new boyfriend likes his coffee.

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wildflowergrant · 5 years

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jealous

pairing: ethan dolan x reader, platonic!kyle x reader

A/n: Ok but this kind made me swerve to kyle’s lane whoops (pls send in more lol) also sorry in advance cuz this is unedited 😬

You were always closer to Ethan than Grayson, mostly because you liked him. A lot. Maybe a bit too much. Your feelings came up to you here and there when you were teens, and you even broke up with your ex boyfriend because he told you that he doesn’t want you hanging out with Ethan anymore. But now, you can’t control it.

Now, you moved into LA with the twins from the money you made from creating videos on YouTube. You always had them on your daily vlogs and your fans always shipped you and Ethan, which encouraged your feelings for him to get stronger.

But all of that was crushed when you walked into his room and he was fixing his hair. You sat on his bed while he was looking in the mirror.

“Where are you going?” He looked at you through the mirror and smiled a bit.

“I have a date.” You could feel your heart stop and crack in half.

Even though you had heartache, you still tried to play it cool. “Really? With who?”

“Do you remember Miranda? You’ve met her before.”

“Oh, yeah that’s right. You guys hit it off well.” You hates that she was nice. If she wasn’t then you would’ve been more mad, but she didn’t do anything wrong. Ethan walked over to his closet and put on his perfume.

“Ok, I’m gonna head out now.” You walked him out and watched as he drove away and you waved each other goodbye. Once you got inside, you sighed loudly, not realizing that you were holding your breath. And definitely not realizing Kyle smirking at you from the couch.

“Tough love?” You gave him a saddened expression and went to sit next to him.

You put your head in your hands. “I don’t even know, Kyle. I thought that he liked me back.”

He put his arms over your shoulder and rubbed your back. “Hey, Y/n. If he doesn’t see how gorgeous you are, then he’s not worth it. You deserve better than this.” Your head went up and you turned around to hug him.

“Thank you so much. And I’m sorry that I don’t like you back.” He told you many times how much he likes you, and you always feel bad when you don’t feel that same way. The last time he told you was a week ago and you didn’t really respond nicely to him.

“It’s ok, Y/n. You can’t force yourself to love someone. And your heart belongs to Ethan, I get it.” You two pulled away from each other and he smirked at you. “But it wouldn’t hurt to show him what he’s missing.”

“What do you mean.”

“We could do couple-ey things you know? Like go out and eat, be a little more affectionate.”

You took a second to process. “Ohh ok. But purely platonic, right?”

He nodded his head. “Of course. You set boundaries, and I won’t go over them.”

“And this is ok with you?” He nodded again. “Ok, I don’t see why not.” Ethan is already going out with someone else, he wouldn’t be mad about you two.

“Great. Well, we can start by going out to eat because I’m starving.”

“Ok, let me just put on something other than pj shorts.” You quickly put on leggings and a hoodie and headed outside with Kyle.

You guys went to In n Out and sat down when you guys waited for your order. You two sat close to each other- maybe a little too close- talking about anything. And what you guys didn’t notice was a group of girls looking over at you and taking pictures of you.

When your order was called out, he offered to get the food while you were sitting down waiting. You got a text from Ethan, asking if you wanted to hang out.

Y/n: Aren’t you on a date?

Ethan: Yeah, but I’m talking about after my date

Y/n:

Which is when?

Ethan:

idk

Y/n:

well I'm kinda hanging out with Kyle tonight

read 10:33

It took him about five minutes to reply.

Ethan:

You rolled your eyes and looked up to see Kyle holding a tray of food and two cups of soda. A smiled appeared on your face and you got the drinks and set up the food. He sat next to you and put his hands around your shoulder while eating the fries.

“He text me.” You saw his fist tighten up for a second but he let go.

“What did he say?” You shrugged and finished eating. “He asked me to hang out after, but he’s still on his date.”

“Why would he text you when he’s on a date still?” “I don’t know. But I just told him that I’m hanging out with you tonight.”

You two kept on eating and when you were finished, you headed back to his car. You told him didn’t want to go back home yet, so he said that he would take the long way home.

There was loud music that yo were singing along to and he was laughing so hard you thought that he was going to swerve. He lowered the music and went on to talk.

“Hey, do you want to have a movie night?” Your eyes widened and excitement filled your body. “Oh my god yeah. Wait, pull over we need too get snacks.” He laughed and pulled into the Ralph’s parking lot.

“Ok, you get the microwave popcorn and I’ll get the drinks.” He nodded and let go of your hand.

When you were walking down the aisle you heard someone gasp beside you.

“Oh my god, I love your videos so much.” You immediately smiled.

“Thank you! You’re too cute.” You can tell she was a bit nervous, so you tried to calm her down a bit. “Do you want to take a picture?” She nodded her head and gave her phone to her mom. You two posed and she looks a few photos.

After that, her nerves were gone and she asked you “So, what are you doing?”

“Oh, I’m just having a movie night with my friend, considering all the candy I have.” You held up the candy but you put it down when you felt a hand gently go on the small of your back.

“Hey, I’m back.” You turned around and saw Kyle looking down at you with a box of popcorn on his other hand.

You looked back at her and you saw her eyes go between you, Kyle, and the hand on your back.You could already hear the ‘that should be Ethan’ coming from her eyes.

“Well, we got to go and pay for these things. It was nice meeting you!” “You too!” You two turned to her and started walking but you didn’t see her take a photo of you and Kyle with his arm around your shoulders.

After a few minutes of driving you guys were finally home and cooked all the popcorn and you set up the candy on the coffee table. When you guys decided what movie to play, you put your head on his shoulder and he has his arm wrapped around you. You noticed that he likes putting his arms around you, so you took a mental note on that.

“Hey Kyle?”

“Hm?”

“Thank you. I really had a fun time today. Really. It’s nice hanging out with someone without thinking if you should stay friends or if you really want to tell them how you feel.” “Same. I’m glad that we’re doing this. And I thought that I wouldn’t like it considering I liked you, but I actually like being your friend rather than.. you know.” While the credits rolled and most of the candy was finished, you fell asleep on him, and he wasn’t complaining, so he fell asleep on the couch too.

Ethan came back in the house expecting you to still be awake and waiting for him so that you two can go on a late night ride, but his hopes were crushed when he saw you sleeping on the couch, head rested on Kyle and his arms around you.

It’s like a huge truck hit him right there. He was jealous of Kyle. He wanted to be in Kyle’s position, but he’s not, so he quickly went to his room to go to sleep.

And this went on for weeks. He decided to stay with Miranda, even though he wanted Y/n. But she seems to be busy with him.

Some fans. Ok, well all of the fans saw this too. The picture of you and Kyle that the fan took in the grocery store went viral and there were mixed reactions to it. Some liked you two together and even made a ship name while others still wanted you to be with Ethan. And Ethan saw a lot of them. He was tagged in almost every pic that people took of them hanging out and being way too close on his opinion.

Even in the first week, you were hanging out with Kyle a lot more than Ethan. Almost as if he replaced him.

One night, he heard your giggling and his laughs from across the halls and he couldn’t help but look and make sure nothing was happening.

Ethan tried to play it cool and act as if he was going to get a cup of water. He peeked through your door and saw that you two were on the bed, looking at some video. Nothing bad. Until he saw that arm wrapped around you. His blood was slowly boiling and he wanted to rip that arm off of him. A bit violent, but he really wanted to.

The next morning, he saw that you posted a new picture. When he went to you account and saw you and Kyle together. He didn’t want to look at it, but the little voice in his head told him to look. He tapped on the picture it showed you slightly leaning on a sink with a huge hoodie, hair up, and you had a green face mask on. Right behind you was Kyle and he had his hair tied with one of your scrunchies and he had the same green face mask on. When Ethan looked closer, he could see his other arm on her waist.

After a few hours, he was on his explore page and he saw thousands of the same pictures. And again, that little voice told him to look at them. All of them. He wasn’t much for going on Instagram for a long time, but he made an exception. He read all the captions and the were a lot of people freaking out.

“Oh my god guys look at his hand.”

“Ok but why do I kind of ship them together now.”

“Ugh this is literal relationship goals.”

“It’s so cute how he has one of her scrunchies in his hair.”

And one after another, they got worse.

“Ok I prefer her to be with Kyle than Ethan.”

“Ethan who?”

“Looks like Ethan was replaced.”

“Guys she’s wearing his hoodie isn’t that cute.”

That one killed him. A knife right to his heart. He swiped to see a pic of Kyle in the same hoodie you were wearing in your post. Ethan was so upset that you were letting this happen. Usually you would only let Ethan be close to you like that, but Kyle? That was unheard of. Of course, you two were good friends and he would help film for some of you videos, but nothing other than that.

He decided that he shouldn’t dwell too much on it, and that it would go away soon. And although it was horrible of him to do that, he kept on dating Miranda to keep his mind off of things.

The next day, you were going out with your friends to eat out and shop, while Grayson told him t come with him for brunch. He woke up to an empty house and got ready to meet Gray at their usual breakfast spot. When he got there, he was greeted by the last person he wanted to meet. Kyle.

“Hey, E what’s up?” He glared at him and stayed silent. Kyle followed him to show where they were sitting.

Throughout the whole entire time, it was just Kyle and Grayson talking with Ethan giving them the silent treatment and making annoyed sounds every now and then.

“So, Kyle. What’s up with you and Y/n?” Ethan tensed up and his heart ached. He looked over at Kyle and he had a smirk on his face that he just wanted to wipe off.

“What do you mean? There’s nothing between us. Just friends, man.” Gray gave him the ‘ok sure’ look. “I swear, dude! She’s just my friend. That’s it.”

“Well, that’s not what I see.” Ethan couldn’t keep it in, but he couldn’t just storm out without getting at least a hundred questions. “I mean, you guys hang out so much and there’s so much flirting. And don’t get me started with those instagram posts shipping you two together.”

Kyle just smiled, shook his head, and looked down to eat another piece of his toast. Ethan’s fist were balled up under the table and his face was slowly turning red. Gray looked at him with a concerned look and spoke trough the food in his mouth. “E, you good?” Although it was so nasty looking at his food in his mouth, he didn’t car at this point.

“Yeah. I’m fine. I just don't feel that well.” He nodded and smiled.

“Well, don't go too close to Kyle, or else he’s going to kiss Y/n and get her sick too.” He laughed and Kyle just laughed it off. Ethan just brought out an awkward laugh and pulled out his phone. He never told anybody of his long time crush on you. Even Grayson, which was probably a mistake considering his dilemma right now. He was too shy to do anything about it and too embarrassed to tell Gray, since he always saw you “as a sister”.

Now, he was paying for it. He couldn’t stand the nonstop jokes coming from Grayson and he hated how Kyle didn’t get mad at any of that. Then, all of his pent up anger got out after the last comment that Gray made.

“Hey, stop denying it. I hear those little laughs coming from the bed and some nights I even hear the bed squeaking.” He started to imitate sounds of a bed creaking back and forth and Kyle started laughing.

Ethan abruptly stood up which moved the whole table. Luckily, Grayson’s hot coffee didn’t spill on him, even though Ethan wanted it to. With everyone looking at him, he left the cafe and started to drive off. He still had the right mind to know that he can’t drive when he’s angry and has too much on his mind, so he tried to go home as quickly as he can.

He parked his jeep and went straight to his bedroom. He plopped himself on the bed and screamed into his pillow to try and release some of his stress.

The door opened and he stopped screaming and stayed still. When Ethan heard footsteps coming at his door he immediately prayed that it wouldn’t be Gray asking him what the hell that was in the cafe.

But he heard soft knocks and he already knew that it was you.

“E? Are you ok? I heard you screaming from outside.” You put your bags on the floor. He felt the bed dip and he almost wanted to cry from hearing your voice. Even though it wasn’t a long time, you two sort of ignored each other after you started to hang out with Kyle and when he started to date Miranda, which she also just broke up with him anyways.

“It’s nothing, Y/n. I’m fine don’t worry. You can go now.” You sighed and laid down next to him.

“I won’t leave until you tell me what’s going on. You’ve been ignoring me forever.”

“I haven’t been ignoring you forever.” “You know what I mean. And you don’t tell me anything anymore. I didn’t even know that you and Miranda stopped dating until yesterday when Gray told me.”

Ethan let out an annoyed sigh, which you tried to ignore. “Well, it’s not like nobody is keeping you company. Seems like you’re busy with Kyle to be hanging out with me.”

“What do you mean?” His emotions were getting the best of him. He knew that he should stop before it gets worse and breaks something, but he just needs to let everything out to you.

“Don’t play dumb, Y/n. You guys have been together 24/7 and he’s been flirting with you the whole time.” He glared at you and your head tilted.

Sure, at first you guys did it so that it would get on Ethan’s nerves, but after a while, you guys just acted like that out of habit. It was the touchy friendship and that was it.

“Kyle and I are just friends. Nothing more, Ethan.” You put your hand on his shoulder.

“Well, you seem more than just friends.” He stood up and your hand fell onto the mattress. He started pacing around, and breathing loudly, which you knew was a bad sign. You knew that you had to choose your words carefully before he explodes.

“Ethan, you don’t even know for a fact that Kyle and I are dating. Because we’re not.” He glared at you and narrowed his eyes.

“Oh really? Are you sure? That’s not what everybody else sees. Even fucking Grayson thinks that you guys are a thing. I mean, come on, Y/n open your eyes.” His voice was getting louder and louder after every word.

You put your head in your hands and mumbled out “E.. Why are you so pressed about this?”

His brain wasn’t working at that moment. Half of him said that he needs to contain himself because he’s starting to be too much for her. You were crying for god’s sake. But the other half just told him to let it out. He’s been holding those emotions in for so long.

Ethan’s fist clenched and his face was red and his jaw was clenched. He saw the position you were in but proceeded to shout. “BECAUSE I LOVE YOU, OK?” You flinched at the tone and volume of his voice. You lifted your head and your mouth was wide open and eyes wide.

Ethan on the other hand, felt like he just deflated. His emotions were everywhere and mixed around. He was sad yet angry.

Tears started to brim his eyes. “Y/n. We’re more than friends and you fucking know it.” You looked down, not being able to look at him as you nod. “But now, I’m having second thoughts because of him.” He spat out.

After a few minutes of not replying, you felt the bed dip and looked over to see Ethan slouching on the other end of the bed. He was hurting and it pained you to see. You slowly crawled over to him and hugged him from behind.

Your legs were on either side of him and you laid you head on top of his shoulder and tears started to fall onto his shirt. His breathing calmed down and after a few seconds, you softly spoke. “I love you too, E. So much. So so much.” You kissed his shoulder, moving up to his neck.

He moved his arms and you hugged him tighter because you were scared he was going to leave. But you felt his huge hands cover yours and he brought it to his lips and kissed both of them. He brought them down and pressed them onto his chest.

“I’m sorry that I hurt you.”

He tightened his grip on your hands. “I’m sorry I yelled at you.”

A few more minutes passed after forgiving each other until Ethan broke the silence. “Ok, come on.” He sat up and went to lay on the bed, leading you next to him.

“I know that you’re tired from all of this, so let’s take a nap.” He pulled you into his chest and kissed your head.

You snaked your hands around his waist and put your leg over his. “I love you, E.”

Ethan put the blanket over you guys and laid his head on top of yours. “I love you more.” He closed his eyes, falling asleep happier than ever with the fact that he has you now.

A/n: I had too much fun writing this

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CHAPTER 4:

Tag(s): fluff, story building, daily life, wholesome moments

Another new day came, and the rays of sunlight gradually crept into every corner they could. Even though he wasn't bothered by the alarm, Rehn still woke up relatively early, stretched his arms to pick up the phone, and the time displayed was 05:50. Rehn himself was surprised by this. Looking to the side, Rehn smiled and stroked the hair of the girl he loved. Her lips were somewhat pursed for sleeping sideways, making Rehn always feel like she was a little child. Getting out of bed, Rehn pulled the blanket over Rosé before heading to the kitchen to conduct his morning ritual.

All 6 members of Unity loved the scent and bitter taste of coffee, and 3 of them had a certain level of passion for this drink, so on the long marble kitchen countertop placed several tools and machines for coffee making such as a moka pot, an espresso machine, a manual espresso maker, and Rehn's personal favorite, the phin filter, his homeland signature coffee brewing tool.

Rehn put the coffee in the filter and poured in a little bit of boiling water just enough for the coffee to bloom, expand, and set, then added another round of it. Feeling craving for a breakfast dish with eggs, Rehn decided to make scrambled eggs, served with tater tots made from last night's grated potatoes.

It was 6:50 a.m., and Rehn heard something coming from upstairs, where the door to the room at the end of the hallway opened and closed. Rehn immediately knew that Rosé was awake. Walking towards her boyfriend, Rosé instantly hugged him.

“Jesus Christ, don't bite me! Go over there and clean your mouth, babe.” - Rehn

“Okayyyy.” - Rosé dragged her feet lazily toward the sink

“I wonder what dish you would like to eat?” - Rehn

“A bowl of pho with a glass of iced milk coffee, honey.” - Rosé

“Sorry, babe. Remember? Drink less caffeinated drinks, babe, or I can make you a glass of fruit punch.” - Rehn

“Oh okay.” - Rosé

While waiting for her boyfriend to make breakfast, Rosé kept staring at Rehn with her eyes half open while sitting at the kitchen island.

“Don't stare at me like that, I can't concentrate, hahaha.” - Rehn burst out laughing when he heard Rosé said

“How did you know that? Oh, and the last few times too.” - Rosé

“Rosie, babe, it's been two months since we went on a date night, guess where I'll take you to eat tonight.” - Rehn

“Hmmm, is it the bulgogi restaurant where we took your parents to?” - Rosé

“Okay, it's decided, thank you.” - Rehn

“Huhhh? What was that? Confused unga.” - Rosé

“Learning from my own experience every time I ask you where to eat, I finally came to a conclusion that I'll just let you decide, it'll be quicker.” - Rehn

…

About an hour later, Ivy and Damian arrived at the kitchen area.

“Seriously, do you intend to live here rent-free?” - Ivy

“You've only been here three days but you've almost demolished all the food in our refrigerator, Chaeyoung noona. Every damn time we suffer from food shortages, it is mainly because of you.” - Damian

“Why is everyone in this house so mean to me? Okay, if that's the case then I'll call your parents so they can lecture you again, honey." - Rosé

“Da fuq? They called you that and now I'm at fault. What in the f*cking logic is this?” - Rehn

“That's because you're the leader of the group and also considered the head of the family, so you better be prepared for your parents to give you another whoop in your pretty bum, honey. By the way, I do like your butt.” - Rosé winked

“Eww, gross, go show your feelings elsewhere, go back to your room.” - Ivy and Damian

A few minutes passed, and the four people's conversation gradually became more lively. Due to the loudness of the conversation, and the volume of the chat still showed no signs of decreasing, it woke up the remaining three members of Unity and they undeniably displayed signs of dissatisfaction.

“Why is it so noisy? I was having a great sleep!” - Sirene

“Oh, you're not leaving yet, unnie, why are you here for so long?” - Yuki

“Watch your mouth, you little shit … There, your coffee.” - Ivy

“Thank you.”- Baekgi

“So, what have you been talking about just now? I vaguely heard you guys say something about food.” - Sirene

“Well, I was going to invite my girls to come here for a feast or we could go to a restaurant this weekend, it's been a while since our two groups went out together.” - Rosé

“So noona, what are we going to eat?” - Baekgi

“It could be seafood or grilled food, I'm still wondering which one to choose.” - Rosé

“Or we can go eat yakitori, I know a place.” - Rehn

“Ah, I remember that restaurant.” - Ivy

“By the way, unnie, how was the checkup?” - Yuki

“It was good, the doctor just told me to pay attention to my diet and get more rest.” - Rosé

While Rosé was chatting with the four members of Unity, Rehn stood at the side and smiled, watching his girlfriend have fun and relaxing moments after a long period of tiring work, which was nothing good for Rosé's health, especially for her current physical and mental condition. Noticing that her younger brother was dumbfounded looking at someone she knew, Ivy nudged his shoulder slightly, she smiled proudly at Rehn.

“It was a bit risky, little brother, but you managed to pull it off, such a man you are.” - Ivy

“I just did everything I could, we didn't even plan for it, even if we did it would have been much later in our lives. Thank you for backing me up, sis!” - Rehn

“When you told me the news, I was so worried, but then I remembered that you spent most of your childhood in America with the guys from the hood, you even beat them at their own game, so I was relieved, glad that I was right.” - Ivy

…

It was a quarter to eleven, a black coupé was speeding towards a designated place, the car took one last turn and then drove straight into the parking lot. The suicide doors opened and stepped out of the car were Rehn and Rosé. The two then held hands and walked into the elevator to go to Rosé's apartment which she shared with Lisa. Walking up to the door, Rosé had to do what she always found a bit annoying which was unlock it and it had two layers of security.

“Lisa, I brought food home.” - Rosé

“Oh, you're back. Ah, oppa, hiiii. You go girl, you have a boyfriend so there is no need to care about your sisters, right? Well, it is obvious when you are in love. Back then, she always said "Single life is so fun, it's just the four of us.", but now she mercilessly pushes us aside." - Lisa

“Honey, let's go, leave her be.” - Rosé

“No no no, I'm sorry, it was just a joke, did you have to take it the hard way.” - Lisa

“I've always been curious why you're always single but now I know, it seems like your communication skills are not on par with your dancing ones, Lisa.” - Rosé

“Ouch, sis, that's hurt. Oppa, did you hear what your girlfriend said? Being in a relationship with oppa, your sarcasm is getting better and better.” - Lisa

“Okay, stop teasing each other. No offense, Lily, you are good with your words, you have a sexy brain and a great sense of humor, but you often carry your jokes too far. You have your own beauty, Lily, just continue to nurture your beauty and improve what needs to be improved.” - Rehn

Because Rehn was in the kitchen and was busy arranging the food containers neatly, he didn't know that Lisa's eyes were wide open and surprised by what he said.

“Ah… uhmm… thank you oppa.” - Lisa shyly answered with a blush on her cheeks

“Awww, Hank, sweetie, are you doing good with Aunty Lisa? Come to mommy.” - Rosé

Upon hearing noises in his territory, Hank woke up and had a look around the apartment. Hank heard his mother call his name but decided to do a feint and rushed towards his dad.

“What the???” - Rosé

“Hahahaha, kekeke.” - Lisa and Rehn burst out laughing at the expression on Rosé's face

“Hank, you love your daddy more than me?” - Rosé was in disbelief

Suddenly the doorbell rang, attracting everyone's attention. Looking at the indoor monitor screen, Rosé saw that it was Jisoo so she quickly opened the door for her sister.

“Hi unnie.” - Rosé

“Oh, you're back, I thought you were still at oppa's place.” Jisoo

“Oh oppa, hiiiii, do you need any help?” Jisoo was in a great mood today and it was even better when she saw the jokester of Unity.

“Hi Chichi, ah, thank you but I'm okay. We brought you girls’ favorite dishes.” - Rehn

“Thanks, oppa!” - Jisoo

“Well, that's a bummer.” - Lisa

“What is it?” - Rosé

“Jennie just finished her pottery class but couldn't find a cab due to the traffic jam.” - Lisa

“Was it the pottery class you girls told us when our two groups went to the pizza place near it?” - Rehn

“Yeah yeah, that’s the one, oppa.” Lisa

“Honey, can you go pick her up? How long will it take, 20 minutes?” Rosé

“Are you underestimating my driving skills, you amateur?” - Rehn asked in a playful tone while doing the pointing pose of Jotaro

“Pfftttt, hahaha, what the heck, oppa?” The girls laughed

“Hahaha, stop fooling around, you comedian.” - Rosé

“Okay, I’ll be right back.” - Rehn

…

Standing on the sidewalk watching countless vehicles jostling and competing to move forward, Jennie felt unlucky to have chosen today to go to the pottery class. KakaoTalk's notification bell rang, it was a message from Rosé telling Jennie that Rehn was on his way to pick her up. The displayed time showed that Rosé's message was sent 10 minutes ago. Before Jennie could reply, she heard someone calling.

“Yen-ah. Hop in.” - Rehn

Jennie did not respond but just smiled exposing her mandu cheeks and hopped in the car.

“Pfftt, heeheehee, oppa, what’s up with your hair? It's a mess.” - Jennie

“Well, apparently, Jisoo can handle the spiciness better than my jokes, and because of that, she gave me one hell of a smash.” - Rehn

“Hahahaha, wait, she “smashed” you?” - Jennie teasingly asked

“Yeah, ……, wait, no, not that kind of smash.” - Rehn tried to save his life after realizing what he just said

“Ohhh, someone doesn’t think before they talk, yet you dared to tell me to mind my words, hmmm.” - Jennie

“Ok, thanks for reminding me, and let me clarify, Jisoo only gave me a few blows to the head.” - Rehn

“Huhh? She gave you head? Hahahaha.” - Jennie

“Wait, fuck, NO, Kim fucking Jennie, you seem to love wordplay, huh? What got into you today?” - Rehn

“Hahahaha.” - Jennie

Rehn couldn’t help but laugh with Jennie at his own mistakes. The jokester was in disbelief that Jennie had given him a taste of his own medicine. Rehn wasn’t even mad but joyful at Jennie’s friendly retaliation, he was relieved that Jennie was back to her happy self after all the drama.

“You dare use my own spells against me, Potter?” Rehn

“Hahaha, and also, oppa, I know you have a good sense of fashion but THESE?!!” - Jennie

“You are specialized in roasted foods, right, because you are doing a very good job at roasting me.” - Rehn

I was kinda out of words to describe the sound of Jennie’s laugh at this point so the best I could come up with was Jennie laughed out loud and then wheezed as she started to slide out of her seat.

“Whoa whoa whoa, girl, get a hold of yourself.” - Rehn

“One thing for sure is you’re starting to adopt some of mine antics.” - Rehn

“I think I’m kinda becoming more like you, oppa.” - Jennie smilingly said

“Yeah, you’re becoming more like me.” - Rehn

The laughter of the two was gradually replaced by a pause of silence as Rehn needed to concentrate to weave through the traffic. Noticing that they were no longer caught in a traffic jam, Jennie asked.

“Oppa, are you free tonight?” - Jennie

“Oh, sorry Yen, Imma take Rosé out for a date tonight.” - Rehn

“Oh, you don’t have to be sorry, oppa. It’s just that our group is about to get back to work so I was kinda hoping to hang out with you … anddd your group.” - Jennie breathed a sigh of relief

“Well, no need to worry about that, we still have many opportunities, you just need to set the date.” - Rehn assured her

“Okay, oppa.” - Jennie

…

Returning to the apartment she shared with Jisoo, Jennie left her belongings there and accompanied Rehn to the apartment of Lisa and Rosé which was right next to theirs.

"Hi, Girls." - Jennie

"Wow, that was fast, oppa." - Lisa

"Next time, when we need to order deliver, I'll call you, oppa" Jisoo

"Then I'll make sure to charge you triple." Rehn

“Honey, come, have some lunch. Jennie unnie, here’s the plate, come on, dig in, oppa made a lot. ” - Rosé

After the lunch ended, Lisa and Jisoo went to the room leaving a poor Jennie to clean the table while Rosé and Rehn had to wash the dishes. Jennie looked towards the two of them and then shifted her eyes to Rehn.

"Wish I could have more opportunities like you said, oppa." - Jennie thought to herself

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