#the exam literally went fine what the fuck just happened i feel like i just hallucinated that

[hella1975]

so it turns out it was actually never that serious

#the exam literally went fine what the fuck just happened i feel like i just hallucinated that #like im not one of those people that go 'omg i did soooo badly :(' just to come out with top grades if i say it's going to shit #then it's becuase i genuinely wholeheartedly believe it #and my headspace before this exam was the worst it's been in MONTHS like i havent felt that bad for an exam since first year #and i sat down opened the paper and. remembered everything. like i literally just Knew the answers #im not saying ive passed bc am i fuck about to jinx it and i was still riding mainly blind bc i have NO idea where that knowledge came from #but at the very least there was a 35 marker that i KNOW i aced like i could picture the exact lecture slides it wanted me to discuss #and i had all of them memorised so at the very least ive got like. 30 marks. which is enough for me to pass the module #bc this exam is only weighted 75% and with my marks from the other 25% i only needed like 20 marks to pass this exam #which... makes it even more embarrassing that i failed it the first time but whatever!!!! #oh my god im so glad that's done im so happy IM FREE #just been in the kitchen dancing around to my little tunes and texting my friends <3 #im meeting up with one of them when she gets off work at 5 and we're going for drinks #so ive got until then to nap and chill and then ill go to the shop and get us some food and wine #and she's gonna come here for a bit & then we'll go. like actually look at me. im having people over at MY HOUSE im going out to buy us WIN #im literally a functioning adult living independently who IS she a misty memory #alas i do only have £23 in my account so this is gonna be such a slay seeing how i make that stretch for a night out #i acc could budget for england when it comes to alcohol i think like the way i manage to have a good funky time with MINIMAL funds #is downright impressive. it's a skill idc what you say #hella goes to uni

[ezraphobicsoup]

exams really just go on forever and ever and ever and ever

#sorry about this one but it’s just hit me that i’m literally not getting a break cause of the german listening #3 days between them i guess and then that’s it we’re back with 6-7 hour school days #how the hell do they think this is sustainable we just don’t get to stop ever #what’s the line like. it keeps happening it fucking keeps happening and i just want to lie down without needing to be doing something else #hghhhgvhnbgghhbghnbghvvbvav #the biggest break it’s possible to get is one school week. 5 days without exams or revision sessions jesus christ what are they doing #and i know i know it’s not their fault and that ultimately it’s an inherent flaw within the way exams work #and that actually they probably don’t want this either. but could they at least say that to us at some point #if they just went hey this sucks but this is what you’ve gotta do and offered a shred of sympathy rather than just shitty #seemingly non genuine positivity i would feel so much better #ok. ok i’m more normal having said all those words probably still gonna post this but then like delete it later or something #i’ll be fine i’m just so tired and will apparently be so tired for the foreseeable fr #but then there’s the future beyond what’s foreseeable and it’ll all get better then. it’ll be fine #ezra’s real life rambles

[emlovslennon]

HEYYY GUESS WHOS BACK AND READY TO SINNN bc teddy boy John literally takes over my whole being.

Year: 1959

You wouldn’t dare fall in love with the bad boy of Liverpool, well, that was until you had to ‘tutor him’

Warnings: SMUUUT, also this in college cuz literally high school stuff is weird. both are 18-19

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“Miss l/n, I need to speak with you.” Called your professor, the lecture was finally over and all you wanted to do was just go home. Needless to say, you were frustrated when you heard your name called.

“Yes, sir?” You asked, trying to hide your aggravation.

“I need you to help tutor a student named John Lennon, he’s about to fail this exam if he doesn’t get help, because clearly he doesn’t care for me teaching him, this is extremely important and you are one of my best students. I know you’re probably tired and need to study but I know you’re gonna do just fine, him on the other hand…” Your professor shrugged his shoulders, you were extremely angry now. John Lennon!?!! That bloody wanker probably doesn’t even know his ABC’s, let alone a college English exam. But, you knew you had to just swallow your pride and get it over with.

“Yes, sir, I can do that.” You smiled as your professor nodded thankfully. You then walked out of the room, now you had to go search for him… Great.

After searching around for what felt like a century, you found John, smoking a cigarette behind the building, you rolled your eyes and walked over to him.

“Excuse me, Lennon. Professor Richards wants me to help you for the English exam.” You explained, holding up your textbook. John batted his eyes at you and put out his cigarette.

“Well, little miss y/n wants to tutor me, eh? As long as it’s done at my place, my aunts gone for the weekend” he winked, you couldn’t help but feel your cheeks turn red, but you knew better. You just knew you couldn’t let what you wanted to happen, happen.

“I’d prefer your aunt to be home, but if that gets you to work and pass this bloody exam, it’s worth a shot.” You said, John grinned and he led you to his car, where he drove you to his Aunt Mimi’s.

You both walked out of the car and your heart started to skip a beat because he didn’t stop at the living room, he took you upstairs to his bedroom.

“Um, why here?” You asked shakily, you felt yourself blushing hard, and felt a slight tingly feeling in between your legs, of course, you tried to ignore it.

“Why not? Just tutoring, right? Or was there something else on your mind?” John said cheekily.

Fuck, he was hot.

“I..” You stuttered, John giggled darkly as he slowly backed you into the wall, placing his hand on the wall next to your head.

“You’re blushing, love. If you wanna say fuck the tutoring and have me shag ye, tell me now” he whispered in your ear, his hand moving from the wall to your waist. Your breath hitched, you knew this was wrong, you were suppose to be teaching him.

But, fuck it.

“John… I don’t think I wanna do tutoring.” You whispered, as you places your hands on his chest.

“Thought so.” He said as he kissed you roughly, you moaned by surprise as his hands went up your skirt and touched your white panties, he then picked you up and moved to his bed, the textbook left on the floor near the door.

“Have you done this before?” He asked as he unbuttoned your blouse.

“N-no.” You stuttered out shyly, john slowed down his actions and placed a peck on your lips.

“It’s okay, love, I’ll go easy, I’ll take care of you” he said as he unclasped your bra, you heard him audibly sigh as he grabbed your breasts, while sloppily kissing your neck. The feeling of pleasure was unbearable, just like the wetness pooling between your legs, you might not have known before, but fuck, you needed him.

“John, please, touch me.” You maimed in his ear, John looked up at you and smirked.

“Where, honey?” He said smugly. You shyly pointed at your core, john looked down and hit harder then ever looking at the little red bow above your center.

“Ah, I see, dirty little girl” he said as he rubbed at your clit. You gasped and squirmed in his grip, the feeling was something you’ve never felt before, and you loved it.

“More, please John” you moaned, John obliged by pulling off your panties and collecting your wetness with his fingers and slowly putting two fingers inside you. You moaned loudly at the intrusion. Your black skirt above your waist.

“You look so pretty, doll. Never would have thought I’d be fingering the girl next door. Look at you, just a little mess for me” John was a very good dirty talker, it just made you moan louder and whimper as lewd, vulgar noises started to be heard from his fingers as he picked up his pace. You felt a kind a pressure after awhile, like a balloon about to be popped.

“John, I-“ you cried out at the sensation as it hit you like a bus, your legs shook and your eyes rolled back. John could have swore he came in his pants then and there (he probably did).

“Wow, what a good little girl you are. Are you ready for me, love?” He asked, as he took off his shirt and pants, revealing his hard member, you felt your cheeks flush at the sight, he was a little above average size, definitely nowhere near small. Your legs widened involuntarily. He slowly lined himself up to your entrance, staring you in the eyes, you nodded vigorously as he slowly entered, you yelped as he broke your hymen, at this point, you completely forgot all about the tutoring, and just focused on him. The pain was more so a pressure kind of feeling, but it wore off soon enough, probably because of how wet you were.

“Can I go faster, please? Fuck.” John panted, you moaned in response as he began to go faster, your eyes were locked on his as his thrusts became harsher, your moans could probably be heard by all of Liverpool quite honestly.

“Yeah? You like that, huh? You like when I wreck yer little cunt? Fuck you feel good.” He grunted in your ear, the only things heard in the room was skin slapping, squelching, and both of your moans.

“J-john, y-you feel so good” you moaned out, tears starting to form in your eyes over how good it felt. It felt ethereal.

“Fuck, come on, you filthy slut, cum all over me, be a good little girl, yea? my good girl, taking me so well.” He moaned, he felt you were close by the way you were squeezing him, and obviously, this was nowhere near his first time, meanwhile, you were just learning.

“John! Oh my god” you nearly screamed as you came harder then the first time, your juices squirting out of you and onto johns pelvis and all down your thighs and his bed sheets.

“Fucks sake, love.” He said, mesmerized. You were shaking and a moaning mess as tears fell down your cheeks, you looked absolutely wrecked. John kept his pace because he was on the verge of his own climax.

“John…’s too much.” You whimpered, john caressed your hair and cheek softly.

“I know baby, I know, I’m almost there, doing so good, good fucking girl” he said as his thrusts became rigid, and after two more thrusts, he pulled out and came all over your stomach, moaning loudly. Slumping over onto his side.

You two were both out of breath, but you’d be lying if you said that wasn’t the best thing you’ve ever felt. John then got up and got some tissues to clean up your stomach and thighs. And laid back in bed with you.

“So… what were you gonna tutor me?”

You definitely fell for the biggest asshole in town.

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A/N: AHHH SORRY IF THIS SUCKED AGAIN IM RUSTY BUT AHHH I NEED REQUESTS PLS HELP A GIRL OUT I LOVE YOU GUYSSSSSS

#john lennon #john lennon x reader #the beatles x reader #the beatles #paul mccartney #george harrison #ringo starr #classic rock #classic rock imagines

[theandromedastar]

The way that manifestation is literally saving my ass on the daily LMFAO 😭😭

Seriously!

I've been having so much fun recently just manifesting stuff to make my life easier lol? I wanted to share some cool things I manifested super recently.

1 - Not needing a lockdown browser when taking a college exam: so I was scheduled to take an exam on my laptop/iPad for my class and the thing is, I have a Chromebook laptop. I didn't want to have to go to the campus library to take the tes because my Chromebook didn't support the lockdown browser AND my setting up the lockdown browser app on the iPad was sketchy and frustrating as hell. So before the test was announced I affirmed like a few times and visualized my teacher saying smth like "you won't need the lockdown browser for the test btw"...anyways that same morning the teacher let us know that we did need the lockdown browser, which went against my visualization, and it made me panic, BUT I managed to quickly calm myself and just reassured that I'd be fine for the exam. The day of the exam, I downloaded the app on my iPad and was basically shitting myself cus I was scared that it would all fuck up...but guess what?? The exam launched WITHOUT the lockdown starting, and it processed perfectly!? I also visualized my desired score range for the exam before I submitted it (canvas auto-grading) and I also got that manifestation as well!! It just goes to show that even if the manifestation seems fucked up in the moment, if you want it then it'll happen lol!

2 - Better health / not being sick: Basically my sister spread her germs all around me and one night I literally FELT my throat start to hurt and I panicked (I have been hospitalized before for a cold and I am traumatized fr) and so that night I reassured myself that I wouldn't get sick and that my throat doesn't hurt. I slept well that night but the morning after I woke up stuffy and the normal cold symptoms showed up. Again I was scared that I had just failed the manifestation and wallowed all day...but I do remember slightly just telling myself that I was not sick. Anyways, today is the day after that, and I am perfectly FINE. No nose stuffiness, no cough, I feel completely normal. This is so spooky to me cus I've never healed from a cold so fast.

3 - Package from AliExpress coming wayyyyy early: If you've ever ordered from there you know the shipping can lag a ton if you choose a store with minimal reviews...and I did that. However, I just affirmed that the package would get here quick. 5 Days later and it's here!! It arrived today lmaooooo 😭😭

Hopefully this post finds people who like some more slice of life "average" manifestation stories lmao. I manifest shit daily and so easily, it really is just a matter of practice. (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠)

#affirmations #affirmyourreality #loa #manifest #manifestation #manifesting #affirm and persist #law of the universe #self concept #void state #loassumption #success story #AndromedaStarrz Blog ⊂⁠(⁠•⁠‿⁠•⁠⊂⁠ ⁠)⁠*⁠.⁠✧

[onyourowndaisymae]

Hey Daisy, congrats on 500 followers!! Whoo🎉

So I'd like to request prompt #6 "I win" with Solomon x reader (if gender is mentioned/needed, please write it for gn/f reader). I thought it would be perfect for a scenario with him and mc doing some practical sorcerer training stuff and mc ends up playfully challenging him to a duel. Sol accepts with a knowing grin, and he fights mc with confidence, but mc also doesn't plan on going down easily (just so they can wipe that shit eating grin off Sol's face)... Eventually they end up in an intimate position with him on top of mc, both of them breathing hard. Mc can't help blushing at the closeness, so he smirks down at them and goes "I win"... (in my mind, they have a pre-established relationship here, so this could lead to nsfw-ish stuff, but not necessarily)

I'm down bad for this man😩 If you have another idea, it's totally fine, just thought I'd try to share what's in my head😆 Thanks in advance💙

in your defense-- you are a fantastic fucking sorcerer. the power you wield is enough to subdue seven of the most powerful demons in the devildom without breaking a sweat. your untamed abilities almost caused the collapse of all three realms. you are a fire, a force to be reckoned with-- a legend, dammit!

so, then... how did you end up pinned to the ground, out of breath, and thoroughly beaten in a duel you started?

well. the training had started like any other-- spell demonstrations, potion making, boring sorcerer lessons that eventually made both of your concentrations slip. you were feeling hcompetitive and riled that day. no more spellbooks, solomon, c'mon, let's do something interesting! and today, your lovely boyfriend was feeling (in the mood to fucking lose) generous, and took you up on an offer for a "friendly duel".

"friendly" probably wasn't the word to describe what ended up happening. it started as such, with a few playful spells being tossed back and forth, but soon solomon's taunts got the best of you. your spells became more pointed as time went on, and his rose to match your intensity.

sparks (literally) flew as you shot spells at each other. one of yours made solomon's cape flip over his face (and wrap around his neck... maybe that one was a little mean). a spell of his knocked you flat on your ass a few feet back. that smug ass grin on solomon's face made you fight harder-- how was it that his skill dwarfed your own so thoroughly?! you'd been working tirelessly for months on your craft, and yet he was able to run circles around you, able to fight back while laughing.

the real frustration came when he started dodging your attacks, even going as far as to throw himself on top of his work desk so you wouldn't hit him with knockback spell. fine. if that's how it's going to be, then he could certainly be dragged closer then, hmm? you recalled a spell you learned when studying with satan for exams, and cast it, with the intent of drawing solomon to you like a magnet.

what you lack in technical knowledge, you make up for in power. solomon's body flung itself towards you, bowling both of you over in a tangle of limbs and panic.

silence. the room is void of all sound except the steady pants of exertion as you two catch your breath. solomon is glued to you, with his body having been intertwined awkwardly with you at some point while falling, and now he has you pinned underneath him. his face hovers close to yours as his gray eyes flit around to try to understand what has happened.

then, he smirks.

"someone's a sore loser," solomon breathes, watching each bashful twitch in your expression as you realize this situation was, in fact, your fault.

"loser? i didn't lose."

"oh really? what makes you say that?"

"I got you! i incapacitated you!"

"... i'm the one incapacitated? i have you pinned."

"that wasn't part of the rules."

"we didn't establish any rules."

"... they were implied."

he laughs in your face, grin splitting his rosy cheeks. the heat of his body on yours was starting to get to you. did he really have to land in such a compromising position? his legs were tangled with your own, with his knee stuck between your thighs, your chests glued together by the spell you'd cast-- the one you couldn't currently undo, of course, because your hands were pinned between your bodies when you tried to shield yourself earlier.

"we're really stuck, huh? well, come on, apprentice, fix your mistake."

"... i don't think i can."

"oh?"

"my arms are stuck."

you can tell by the look on his face that he knew this already-- that he was cornering you with his words like he had done with his body.

"so, you're pinned with no escape because of your wonky spell... and somehow I'm the one that's lost here?"

you let your head lull to the side in shame as you realize how badly you've lost. still, though, you can't admit defeat, not aloud.

his lips find your skin, soft and warm as he litters kisses up your jawline and the side of your neck. you gasp-- his lips curl into a smirk against your throat. you think about chiding him for taking advantage of such a situation. then again... something about the heat of his body intertwined with yours was making you feel a certain way.

"oh, did you like that?" he teases, hand drifting up and down your arm to feel the new field of goosebumps that have taken up residence across your skin. "i like being this close. i get to see all your little reactions, all the ways you respond to my touch... it's fascinating, really."

"should we call someone for help?"

"oh, no," solomon replies, grinning wickedly. "i don't want anyone to walk in on something like this."

"what do you mean?"

"the aftermath of our little duel? i win, after all. don't you think i deserve a prize?"

you like the sound of that.

i am officially out of requests for this event w plenty of prompts left-- if you would like to request a prompt (anon or not), please feel free!

(i also would like to apologize again for taking forever to get this one out, life got in the way)

[500 follower event masterlist] // [obey me masterlist]

#obey me solomon #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me swd #obey me nightbringer #obey me nb #obey me writing #otome #onyourowndaisymae 500 follower event!

[wrongcaitlyn]

Nerds au??? What is that??

SHDFDSF OMG ive been waiting to talk abt this for so long. bc i started it in, like, february, and got like a little over halfway through it and then i stopped writing it because of other things but i still really really wanna finish it so basically here's the premise:

i call it the nerds au in my head bc they're all nerds, this au has like the entire main cast (which is like nico, will, jason, leo, percy, annabeth, reyna, and pretty much all of the other main hoo/pjo characters) as like. the kids in 5 ap classes and straight a's and in the scholars program (which idk if this is a common thing, but it's a thing at my school, where it's a group of students who get good grades in like really rigorous classes (ap/honors courses, which if you're not from america, is just really hard college-level classes with more heavy workloads than regular classes) and these group of students get to go on a trip once a year to somewhere (like, to visit colleges, or to just go somewhere interesting/educational)

and basically this would *probably* be more effectively named, like, "field trip au" bc it's essentially that. it's really just me writing these characters into my life for that two day trip that i went on in february with the other scholars kids and had such a great time, and i got it in my head to think "oh, what would the pjo kids be doing in this scenario?" yk, ignoring that most of them are wanted by the government, have been kicked out of many schools, and would certainly not be top of their class. but like. yk. minor details. it's an au!

and so, in this au nico and will have a sort of academic rivals relationships?? there are lots of fun tropes including, there was only one bed (actually there are three beds but jason and leo are sharing a bed and these idiots can't figure out how to work the pullout couch), academic rivalry, and lots of general shenanigans. it's very much just a fluffy, feel-good type of fic, that has a bit more of a focus on the dynamic of the friend group overall than just the solangelo relationship

but yeah, the nerds au is essentially my mini-memoir of this field trip, but through fictional characters! like, literally. i pulled several bits of dialogue from the real life conversations i had. pretty much all the plot points were all things that happened (except for the romantic subplot, bc, yk, me being aroace so that's just added bc it's solangelo and how could i not)

anyway. here's the first few paragraphs of it (aka kinda like a mini prologue but it's only 800-ish words so) :)

From: Gleeson Hedge <[email protected]> Sent: Friday, February 1, 2024 4:32:00 PM To: Nico di Angelo <[email protected]> Subject: Re: Scholars Trip Meeting

Nico,

No worries. Hope you feel better soon. Your friends have signed you up for the rooms — You’ll be sharing with Jason Grace, Will Solace, and Leo Valdez. Make sure to stop by my classroom to get the forms when you get back.

Mr. Hedge

Sent from my iPhone

Nico reads the email. Then re-reads it. He shuts off his phone and opens his outlook on his computer to read the email again.

You’ll be sharing with Jason Grace, Will Solace, and Leo Valdez.

As if Nico isn’t already miserable from the cold he’s come down with over the past week. He had thought fine, it’s fine, it’s just a sore throat, and I’ll get out of school for a day — but then one day turned into two, and then it turned into being bed-ridden over his entire three-day weekend, and then missing another two days of school, including two exams, an absurd amount of classwork, an in-class timed essay, two physics labs, and the stupid fucking Scholars trip meeting.

He hadn’t thought it would be a problem. He’d pick up the forms another day, and then he’d just get the information from Jason or Reyna and it would all be fine. He had thought it would be pairs. He had thought he would be sharing with Jason. 

It had been a very detailed conversation: Jason turning around in the middle of AP Lang from his front row seat, yelling back, “Hey Nico, you’re in Scholars, right?” 

“Yes,” Nico had responded, voice quiet as it always was, but it might have been a bit louder because he had been wearing headphones and he never does get his volume quite right. 

“Wanna be roommates?” 

“Okay.”

Very enthusiastic. He had thought that was the end of the conversation. So he hadn’t been worried about missing the stupid meeting, but now it turns out that he’ll be sharing a room with not only Leo Valdez, but also Will Solace—

He may just die. He’d have Hazel write it on his gravestone: Nico di Angelo, died of gay panic. Blames Jason Grace and whoever gave him a cold, causing him to be sick on his literal birthday, and on the day of the Scholars Trip Meeting. At least he got to live to see the age of seventeen.

That’s a bit too long of a message for his gravestone, but he’s sure Hazel will find a way to get the point across. 

By the time his eyes scan over the email one last time and realize that yes, this is real, he shoots off a polite response saying thanks and when can he make up the essay he missed. Then, he picks up his phone and sends a much less polite text message to Jason.

It’s only much later as Nico is re-watching Frozen for the third time and staring sadly at the growing pile of tissues on his bed, when he gets a message that says: It was either that or leaving you with Octavian. Sorry, dude.

Three bubbles show up on the screen. Nico waits a few seconds, then:

It was actually Will who offered it, anyway.

;)))

That’s it. Jason’s going to be the one who needs a gravestone, not Nico, and he’ll ensure that he won’t get caught—all he needs is the perfect opportunity, and they’ll be going to the beach, won’t they? He’ll drown Jason, make sure there’s no chance—

His rage somehow transforms into a coughing fit, and it only takes a few minutes for Hazel to poke her head into the room, a grimace on her face. “Oatmeal?”

Nico doesn’t have the energy to say no. He’ll make it up to his sister at some point, when he’s not on his death bed. 

It’s unfortunate that Hazel, one year younger than him, won’t be going on the trip. It means that Nico will only have two sort-of friends, Reyna and Jason, one of which he will be giving the silent treatment because of betrayal. 

He wonders if he can just get out of the trip all together. It’s not like it’s required; he could just go to school like normal—

“Oh, Nico, by the way,” Hazel leans her head back into the room, no oatmeal in hand, “Frank wanted me to tell you that he’s got your forms for the Scholars Trip, and he’ll give it to me tomorrow. Did you want me to stop by your teachers to get them signed?”

Shit. Nico just responds with another cough, and Hazel quickly abandons the room, leaving her brother to his misery.

By the time that he can finally go to sleep, nose raw and throat aching, he’s forgotten all about it.

#fully inspired by real life scenarios including the miserable cold that i was suffering from #the title atm is 'checkmate i couldn't lose' but it might end up changing at some point #let me know if the concept sounds interesting bc i'm already like 10.7k words in... #oh and the setting is like monterey CA so things that will be happening are beach scenes!! the steinbeck museum!! the monterey aquarium!! #aka percy's like dream trip #also the excerpt was not proofread and i don't have the energy to do that rn so hopefully it's alrightDKF #wrongcaitlyn

[nonexistent-introvert]

Overthinking (Paper Stars 6)

Pairing: Joel Miller x f!reader

Word Count: 3.6k

Content: rants about romance, rants, hurt + comfort?, fluff, usual stuff, Joel has a soft spot for you,

A/N: I'm finally back and free! (not for long before exams catch up to me again). This chapter sort of wrote itself and may also be a rant idk. I have also just realized it has been exactly a month since I updated this series. My apologies. (This is also a repost sorry I was trying to edit my post but me being me accidentally deleted it instead )

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   “It’s fine.” The last message from Joel has plagued your thoughts for the past hour. You furiously swiped the screen, hoping that the screen would refresh with a new message. The last time you truly saw him was literally the time when you had chased him out of your house. You had barely caught glimpses of him after that and the guilt that ate at your heart for treating him so harshly only seemed to grow with each cold shoulder he gave you. Joel had stopped giving you his usual smiles when he saw you and stopped coming up to you for a quick conversation. “Sorry, been busy.” Your eyes reread that message he had sent to you for the umpteenth time. Hell, you could recite this conversation out loud if anyone wanted you to. If you were any wiser, maybe you’ll realise that Joel has been avoiding you but you decided to trust him instead.

     “Joel, I’m really sorry about the other day, fuck I feel real bad about it. I just hoped to be able to talk to you, face to face.” You reread that apology you sent him. Did you mess everything up with him again? It shouldn’t be a surprise, you tend to do that anyways. The jar of paper stars sat on the surface of the coffee table, mocking you. 

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     “That’s harsh Joel.” Tommy commented, scrolling through Joel’s chat. Joel harshly snatched his phone back from his younger brother, dropping to his seat with an exasperated sigh. “I mean, I suspected something when you decided to spend more time in the office but to her?” Tommy poked. “Drop it, Tommy. Hand me the proposal already.” Joel instructed. Tommy took the proposal he had tucked under his armpit and dropped it onto Joel’s desk. Tommy let himself drop into the seat opposite Joel, leaning against his arms that were behind his head. “Come on, fill me in.” Joel ignored Tommy, deciding to busy himself with the proposal in front of him. “Its not like you to be so harsh. At least not to her.” Tommy went on, spinning a stray pen that was on Joel’s desk. He leaned forward, a teasing smile on his face as he stared at his older brother. “Ah, the silent treatment. That what you been doing these days? To her?” Joel’s eyes finally snapped to meet Tommy’s. “I told ya to drop it didn’t I?” Tommy stifled a laugh, “That would have worked years ago. Using that card too many times seems to have dulled the fear effect on me” 

Joel simply glared at him before deciding to focus on his proposal again. 

      “Fine, I’ll just ask her myself.” Tommy insisted, standing up to pull out his phone from his pocket while walking towards the office door of Joel’s office. The door slammed shut before Tommy even made it past the door. “Cut it out,” Joel warned again, having got out of his seat to close the door before Tommy could do anything. “Then spill,” Joel averted his gaze away from Tommy. “I don’t want to talk about it.” Joel couldn’t help but think it was so petty when he thought of voicing his thoughts to Tommy. “Something major must have happened. You were literally trying to pick up cooking despite your hectic schedule a few weeks ago. You were more smiley and easygoing since you saw her again and now you are back to the old boring grump.” Joel rolled his eyes, 

   “We just got different perspectives on some matters,” Joel stated plainly. 

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     Having grew up in a family that was not very keen on forming attachments, you have learnt to be nonchalant and not have most things bother you. The literal reason for your family not getting a family pet like a dog was not even the usual heavy responsibilities reason. It may have been one of the reasons but you remember distinctly that the main reason was “When the dog’s time is up, it would be living hell. You wouldn’t want to go through that.” These were the exact words that your parents have told you. It had shaped how you grew up as a person too, having attachments to people only seemed to bring the most pain if they left you, you would rather be alone than have to go through that. You would rather not have formed that deep of an attachment in the first place. 

    You had always despised people who got into relationships headfirst, your first thought was always ‘what if it didn’t last?’, you watched your friends get into relationships with guys and saw how their relationships eventually end in failure. The reasons range from having lost that ‘spark’ to having different priorities in life. It all seemed so foolish, especially when you had firsthand seen how your friends cried over the people they once thought were the ‘love of their life’ when they seemed to never be able to get over their exes. It seemed so foolish and stupid to you, putting yourself in a vulnerable state over someone, not knowing if they felt as strongly as you. The probabilities and variables involved always showed that it was a losing game. The nickname ‘romance pessimist’ was given to you by your friends. It did hurt when some of your closest friends did not tell you about their relationships or open up to you about their own relationships in fear that you would judge them or not empathize with them but you that upon yourself anyways. Just like most things in your life, you just brushed that behavior off, that is also the reason why your phone is filled with contacts that you haven’t talked to for years, you tend to drift apart with people easily. 

    However, you would be lying if you said that you didn’t believe in love at all. In the oceans of bad relationship examples, there were good ones too. Relationships that made your heart flutter upon hearing them speak about their significant other, gestures that made your heart melt when you saw what they did for each other. Chemistry that seemed to bind two people in ways that science and logic cannot explain. It intrigued you to say the very least. While others' dose of romance came from pursuing relationships, yours came from fictional works and other successful relationships. Despite the cold exterior you had put up when it comes to romance, you were a sucker for it deep down. You were just afraid of the ‘what ifs’ in a relationship. 

    Joel Miller, he always seemed to break through that exterior of yours. When he picked up cooking to cook for you, when he changed into formal attire just to match you, and countless small gestures he did for you over the years only fed into your desires for romance. You forced yourself to suppress those desires but now, as you sat on the couch worrying if you had pushed him too far away. You knew that you had already became vulnerable when it comes to Joel. You knew when your thoughts spiraled around him. when you consistently thought and reflected on yourself. A friend once told you that being in love was like being delusional. You never know what the other person is thinking so you think about it until you eventually convince yourself the other person either thinks positively or negatively about you. You delude yourself into believing in that image of you despite what the other person believes. 

     You sat up with a sigh. What were you doing? Analysing his every reaction, wondering if he hated you, wondering if you had finally pulled his last straw. The logical part of you scolded yourself, gave yourself the same advice that you had given countless friends when they ranted about their relationship issues. “Stop overthinking.” You had never realised how useless that advice is until now. You put on your shoes and forced yourself out on a walk, leaving your phone in your home to avoid thinking about the matter any longer. 

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     Joel yawned as he waited at a red light. His eyes fell to the time that read 12.45am. The streets were dark and empty, anyone who took a walk now would be as foolish as the characters you see in horror movies. Not to mention, the dark and stormy clouds towering in the sky and the few raindrops that littered his windscreen. 

      Just as he finished that thought, the one person that would be foolish enough to do all this appeared in his hindsight. It was like a sign to Joel never to underestimate you. He massaged his temples in annoyance as he watched you stroll along the streets like everything he had just thought of did not apply to you. He always admired your nonchalant attitude, the shittiest things could happen to you and you could just smile and laugh it off, preferring to adapt than do anything about it. However, this was a circumstance where that attitude annoyed him. You never seemed to understand the concept behind getting a cold, since young, you have learned to embrace the rain rather than seek shelter. The countless times he had to drag you out of the rain to a shelter and nagged at you for splashing puddles of rainwater at him, especially that one time when you had intentionally stuck your hand out into the rain despite the shelter just so you could gather the rainwater to splash at him. He admitted that it had got onto his nerves, seeing the dirty stains on his pants from you kicking dirty rainwater onto him and getting wet despite being a shelter but the smile and happiness on your face seemed to melt away all the anger in him. Your smile was worth him spending an extra few minutes trying to scrub off the stains on his pants and the sneezing fit he got after. 

       Joel subconsciously smiled at the memories. He watched you, nagging internally at you when he realised you hadn’t brought an umbrella with you too. You were the only person he knew that treated umbrellas like the bane of your life. “It gets wet and what am I supposed to do with it? Hold it? I can’t even throw it back into my bag!” You always complained, opting to get drenched. A logic that he would never understand. 

      Joel drove slowly beside you, cursing slightly at your obliviousness as you continued to walk. If the roads weren’t empty at this time he would definitely be identified as a stalker or be considered as obstructing traffic. Honestly, if it wasn't for the circumstances now, he would have driven right away, still feeling rather hurt at your actions the other day. Well, he told himself that even if deep down he knew he would never just coldly drive past you. Joel lowered his car window, calling out your name. He groaned when you just continued walking, never even realising his truck beside you and that he was calling you. He pressed the horn in the spur of the moment, cringing slightly at the loud noise it made. He swore he could hear the people complaining and cussing him out for horning at this time. You finally snapped out of your daze, you jumped at the noise before your eyes caught sight of the familiar truck. Shit. 

      “Get in.” Joel grunted. You shook your head, “It’s ok.” you tried to brush him off. “It’s about to pour, get in.” At the mention of the rain, the rain got heavier and you cursed. “Joel, I’ll get your seats dirty.” You argued, feeling your clothes get pelted with raindrops. Joel rolled his eyes, hopping out of his truck. A gesture that took you by surprise. “What- Joel- you’re going to get wet!” You said. “I couldn’t care less about my seats right now and I’ll prove it by standing here with you.” “Joel, you’re a fucking maniac.” Joel raised his eyebrows, “Says the one who doesn’t ever bring an umbrella. Talk all you want, we’ll just get more drenched the longer we stand here.” You let out a frustrated groan, shoving past him as you got into his truck. Joel smirked, looking down to hide it before entering his truck again. 

      The silence between the both of you caught up real soon. Unlike the usual comfortable ones the both of you usually shared, this was tense. You looked out of the window, trying to ignore the uncomfortable energy suffocating the both of you in the truck. You eyed the radio in the car enviously, having some music would probably make this less torturing. Joel pressed his lips into a thin line, his eyebrows furrowed as he focused on the road ahead. The mature part of him was calling him childish for ignoring you until you decided to make the first move to talk but he was too stubborn to listen to it. In a way, you did make the first move, offering to talk, but he had rejected you with a cold lie. 

     “You wanted to talk didn’t you?” Joel broke the silence. You stared at him, pursing your lips. You definitely had, you even wrote a script in your mind on what to tell him but all the words seemed to have left your mind now that you were faced with him. “Or did I get you mixed up with Tommy?” He tried to joke, but he should have guessed the frown on his face didn’t facilitate in delivering it as a joke. “I did yeah.” You admitted. He kept quiet, waiting for you to continue. He snuck a glance at you when you took a little too long. “Sorry Joel, that is the main message. The rest of the words are just a mess in my mind.” You sighed, trying to sort your thinking out. 

    “Spit it out, anything. I’ll put them together for you.” You bit your lip upon hearing those words. It was just words, but it brought on a surge of positive mixed emotions. “It's just- I didn’t mean to push you away. I didn’t want to either. I- it just seems like a natural instinct to do that.” 

    “You didn’t want to burden me with your emotions.” Joel concluded for you. You nodded, you would never understand how he knew you so well. He tightened his grip on the steering wheel for a split second. “I’m not a goddamn mind reader you know?” You glanced at him, unsure of what to say to that.

    “I respect that sometimes you need space, but then when I noticed that look on you. I just had to know what was going on in your head. I never wished to be a mind reader more than then. Scratch that, I want to be able to read your mind all the time. I want to know everything about you. So I genuinely don’t mind if you treat me like that diary you had in middle school. Hell, it’ll make me happy. You know I never was one for puzzles.” You smiled at his words, a warmth settling in your heart at his words. When you were young people used to say you talk too much, that you needed to know when to keep quiet, and that your topics of conversation were not interesting. Joel, you should have noticed his comments about you ever since young were the opposite. He never stopped you from talking, he enjoyed it even. Joel was never good with words, he preferred listening and seemed to let him do just that, making jokes and witty comments that can lift his moods on the darkest of days. 

      “That’s just creepy. Imagine if you knew what I thought of 24/7, and it was a journal, Joel. Not a diary.” You joked, you weren’t one for sappy words either. You just hoped he knew in his heart how much his words meant to you. A smile crept onto his face, he rubbed his beard with his hand. “Why? You got dirty thoughts?” “Worse than that.” He chuckled, “Yeah, I would know. I read your diary.” You hid behind your arm as you laughed, cringing slightly at the diary you used to have as a child. “Shut up, it’s a journal.” “‘Mrs. Jefferson needs to learn how to mind her own business and Jennifer inserting herself into random conversations does not make her more popular but annoying literally go back to your front seat and kiss ass.” Joel quoted. “Why do you still remember!” You placed your hands over your ears, cringing at his impersonation of the exact words you once wrote in a private journal until Joel Miller got his hands on it. “Because it was interesting. Only book I read that year, maybe that explains why I failed that literature test on Shakespeare.” Joel thought back, he would never consider himself to be academically smart. “Maybe huh. Just a slight chance you may have failed because you didn’t even do the necessary readings.” you shot back in sarcasm. Joel grinned, “Hey, you should be the next great writer! You  literally beat Shakespeare in being more interesting.” “I literally failed most of my English essays because of ‘grave errors’ like expression and grammatical errors up until finals.” You said, thinking back on how your English teacher failed you by penalizing you on multiple occasions. “I’m sure Mrs. Jefferson would be pleased to find out your diary is one of New York’s bestsellers. With the terrible grammar and all. Could be your unique writing style and all.” Joel teased and you shoved him lightly. 

       The tension between the both of you became non-existent soon enough. 

     Tommy was right, maybe airing some of your problems out instead of bottling them would make life much easier. Advice he had given you in all his years as your best friend, having long learned how to maneuver past those walls you had put up. 

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You know, while what Marbas-Sensei did to Jazz was harsh, it was a lesson too.

I mean Jazz literally go with that strategy

Pretend they're in the trunk while his familiar took them to Allocer

It's a risky move. It's a gamble.

With another teacher, it could have work BUT....there a reason that torture is teached at Babyls. It mean that demons use it. I think that Marbas-sensei has seen here a opportunity to show Jazz "ok you want to go on this route? fine"

He gives him the choice few times, he's careful to not do something who could be permanent and tell him that medics are ready to heal him anyway.

he told him that it's brave to try to buy some time but that that kind of things doesn't work.

He's scolded after the heartbreaker exam but seen he kinda pouts about it, it must not have been a serious scolding.

Jazz was scared? I feel bad for him, really. but now he knows that this kind of bluff can have terrible consequences. and he will not do it again without more back up and preparation. Because some demons would not hesitate to do worse than his teacher, with permanent wounds or worse. This kind of bluff IS dangerous and can't be do without knowing what could happen.

yeah Marbas was SCARY but i don't think that he would have gone too far. He's a teacher, and the teachers see their students as their treasure. And he seems to be a nice and funny guy too. He just teached him a lesson "are you really ready to do that? do you know the consequences? is it worth it?"

Jazz could have won some time by telling him the password. Before saying "sorry sensei i asked my familiar to bring the first years to the closest classmate. I had just to stay silent enough time to let him the possibility to find someone of the class. But i can't tell you who because i don't know."

It was the truth, except that he know who is the classmate. so he could have told the truth without telling everything.

i mean, compared to Caim who has been literally beaten up by a teacher until being unconscious, Jazz has been scared. He seems alright when he's with Iruma after that. He's kinda scared when he thinks about it later but outside that, he's fine.

even if i admit that it was a very weird way to teach Jazz that the "you have to break me first" sentence should not be said in a so nonchalant and cocky way. Because that can be dangerous.

Nah but this is a very good lesson to teach

Like, sure jazz, you wont be able to defend your teammates if you came across a teacher, but sacrificing yourself can't be your first strategy. This is something done under extreme circumstances, not at a fucking exam

And like, this is a test. These are teachers. Jazz is allowed to create and come up with any kind of strategy to keep his teammates safe no matter how bullshit it is. No consequences. He could've literally stole a room's key and locked himself in there. Would he have survived if he did that? Not a chance. (Balam found students that were buried underground)

And what did jazz choose? In front of very strong teachers who can break him in a second? He chose to act like a fucking scapegoat. I can't even call this a tactic.

Like, kiddo, i understand. You probably thought that you're strong and how bad could it actually hurt, but no. Like no. Don't. Don't be an idiot.

And it's honestly kinda funny that the first teacher to find him is the torture teacher. Like you think dali saw jazz being all cocky sitting on the safe like "marbas, go knock some sense into this kid"

Also keep in mind that marbas could've done more. The only reason he didn't was because the school was like "woah, chill these are just kids". So like, sure, he couldn't do any damage with the things he got approved.

I'm not trying to diss on marbas. I love the guy. I'm just saying he could've done worse

Or maybe he wanted the worse things in case he went against azz or something

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okay exam update cuz im actually really pissed off.

so im autistic + adhd, and only been diagnosed relatively recently, so i havent really been getting assistance until now. (autism diagnosis last year, adhd 2 years ago.)

my last exam was (still is) this period, and im going home once i finish it. one of my other exams i was sent to special ed (it’s called different things in australia and other schools but i dont wanna get doxxed) and the chick helping me (we’ll call her charlie) told me she couldnt even read the questions out to me… like i legit get more help in my normal exam conditions.

she told me WHILE HAVING A PANIC ATTACK “i think i know why your so upset, because you know you dont listen in class and just sleep and draw on your hand.” cunt, what..?

HOW ARE YOU WORKING WITH NEURODIVERGENT KIDS..?

i literally have spent my whole life wondering why i cant listen in class and hearing “just reread it.” or “your not listening hard enough.” is so fucking tiring. maybe explain it? she refused to help me because i “wasnt approved” to have a helper

the school knows im autistic so why do i have to be approved to get the help i need? like you dont have to make up all these forms and files. you have teachers who can help me literally in the building who could help me but you refuse.

okok i got rlly off topic but tldr on what happened today:

my teacher sent me to the special ed area to do my exam (last time he did they told me to go back) also shout out to my english teacher hes a legend. he gave me my sheet, i took a ritalin, said bye to the people i liked and left. (i used to take ritalin daily but now i jst take it to focus better in exams and shit)

i went to se and saw a couple kids i knew. one i hated and didnt know why he was there, one who has some mental problems so i understood why he was there. hes a sweetie. and some chick i knew who broke her wrist and had to write on a laptop.

so one by one they were assigned a teacher who would sit with them and help them/ read out questions and then the lady said “oh chloe your not supposed to be here, you have to go back to class.”

are you fucking kidding me.

i completely understand its not her or my teachers fault im not meant to be there, but im allowed to be a little frustrated. i asked why i kept getting sent here and why i couldn’t get help.

same shit about documents and boring stuff.

keep in mind i get ndis funding so i thought that would impact my education experience but nope, literally nothing. i also understand there could be things my mum hasnt done and that’s completely ok she has her own life, but also THE SCHOOL KNOWS IM AUTISTIC. that should be enough. its like i only get the help if i start ditching class and become an eshay or some shit like i shouldnt have to become a troubled kid to get help.

so the lady said my only benefit i even got from the school is like 5 minutes extra time. and she told me i could either go back to class or do my exam here( which means i could get no help/ questions read to me.)

ngl this was dumb of me but i said ok bc i didnt want to go back to class after saying bye to everyone😭

so i sat there with one airpod in, a pen that didnt fucking work, the only help i could get was eavesdropping on what the assistant teachers were saying but they were so quiet. i did manage to write some stuff but it was pretty fucking stressful. i couldnt stop thinking about what charlie said (the lady helping me with my maths the week before.)

this may sound super dumb but i saw a crow fly onto a table outside and i felt like it was watching over me. like it was looking right at me. it made me feel a bit better and i got some work done.

it wouldve been fine if those fucking assistant teachers didnt keep giving me pitiful looks like bro. i know im fucked.

anyway i finished my exam (barely) and went to the bathroom to tell my friend ab what happened, caught a bus home and am about to play dbd 😾

sorry for the long post im jst so pissed😭 but ily guys and ill post i swear🙏

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SERIES || My destiny

Chapter 8: lie

pairing : taehyung x f.reader

genre : angst?, fluff?

warnings : none I guess, maybe jimin just teasing his best friend, frustrated!yoongi

words count : 1.5k

A/N : hello, boring chapter here, sorry. I was a bit tired but I wanted to continue a bit. Hopefully the next chapters will be interesting. REMINDER : POOR ENGLISH. - have a nice sunday guys love y’all - sunny

FEEDBACKS ARE WELCOMED

SERIES MASTERLIST

Weeks had passed and your morning sickness was long forgotten.

It happened that sometimes you felt a bit dizzy but nothing too serious. The doctor reassured you saying it was totally normal.

You were in your first trimester, about 10-11 weeks already. It's been around three months since you're pregnant.

Time was going so fast to you. Your little belly started really showing up, anxiety making its presence about what people could think of you.

Yoongi and you went shopping these last two weeks, to buy more oversized clothes to cover your body a bit more.

"in a month and a half my exams start." you reminded Yoongi.

"I know but don't worry too much about it. Everything's gonna be fine." he took your hand gently in his.

[ YOONGI’S OFFICE ]

"yoongi." someone called from the other side of the office’s door.

"go away." your brother groaned irritated.

The doors swam open abruptly, revealing a quiet Jimin making Yoongi frowned.

The usually smiling boy glanced quickly over at your sleeping figure on the couch, a thin blanket covering you.

"we need to talk." he approached Yoongi.

"sit. talk. and go work. But if you're gonna talk about what you did this weekend just get out, I don't have time for that." he said firmly.

He put his pen down on his desk waiting for Jimin to speak.

"It's about y/n." he muttered.

"ok listen." Yoongi started softly.

"you know, I really appreciate you Jimin. You’re my friend, literally a brother to me. And she also really appreciates you, but I don't think she feels the same way-"

"what the heck are you talking about bro? It's not that. she's like a sister for me. I, personally, don't feel something like that for her, don't worry about that."

"oh sorry, go on then." he gestured for him to continue.

"what's with her these days? She's different." Jimin trailed out feeling sad.

"She's kinda distant with us. She only stays with you. it's like she's avoiding us. Did we do something? Did I do something? I kinda, you know, I miss her. She's my friend and I'm worried." Jimin sighed deeply.

"oh, hm, well she's just really stressed these days. Her exams are coming soon so yea, she's busy too. Sometimes I help her learn, that's why she's always with me and she ends up sleeping there, like you can see, because of how tired she is."

Jimin stared at his friend, not trusting his words.

He knew something was off, but what?

And why his friend had to lie? It's definitely important and he has to find out. He wanted to be there for them if they needed.

He hummed standing up from his seat as he walked to the doors without a words making Yoongi throw his head back in frustration.

"fuck it."

[ 2 hours later ]

"wake up woman, it's time to go home."

Yoongi lightly shook your tired body making you groaned. You opened your eyes, seeing your brother with his bag ready to leave.

"did I sleep that much?" you sighed as you stretch your sore muscles.

"yea you lazy potato." Yoongi said poking your cheek before helping you standing up from the couch and collect your belongings.

You were walking to the elevator alone when you bumped with someone.

"oh I'm sorry! are you ok? oh y/n? are you alone?" the tall man looked down at your tired form.

"it's ok, it was my fault I wasn't looking where I was going, and no I'm waiting for Yoongi, he forgot something in his office." you talked playing with your fingers.

Taehyung noticed your nervousness as he put his hand on your shoulder gently.

"don't be nervous around me please." he said softly making you look up at him, your cheeks warming up.

"I’m-"

"y/n, I'm here." you saw your brother approaching you.

"oh Tae you're still here?"

"yes I just finished, I'm heading home." he pressed the button to open the elevator's doors, gesturing you and his friend to enter first.

"y/n, you seem exhausted do you want some water to freshen up? I have a bottle of water in my bag." the gentleman offered but you shook your head smiling shyly.

"it's ok t-thank you, I'm not really thirsty, I'm just sleepy. But thank you again." Taehyung smiled before nodding.

You cursed yourself for stuttering.

Yoongi observed you, why do you seemed .. embarrassed?

no, not embarrassed. nervous? shy?

He couldn't point a finger on it but your behavior seemed different from earlier. He let it slid as he yawned loudly startling you and Taehyung.

"Be careful on your way home guys." Taehyung waved as he walked to his car.

"You too." Yoongi said putting his arm around your shoulder guiding you to his car.

   [ TAEHYUNG'S HOUSE ]

Jimin sipped on his cold beer before talking.

"man, this dude is so annoying. he literally sent me a novel. If only I didn't open his e-mail. now I've to read it before friday." the boy complained to his best friend whom was lost in his thoughts.

Like usual, Jimin would come over at Taehyung’s for no specific and valid reasons. Most of the time, he came to complain about his life or either spend time drinking with Taehyung to "relax".

"and this morning this jerk stole my coffee, I just want to break his fingers one by one." Jimin put his beer on the coffee table exasperated as he let his head rest on the back of the couch.

"Taehyung are you listening to me?"

Jimin looked over at his friend looking into the void.

"ah yea yea sorry."

"what are you thinking about?" his best friend crossed his legs staring at him.

"no one." he looked at Jimin's empty can.

"so you're thinking about someone-"

"your can is empty, I'm gonna take more from the fridge quickly." the man stood up abruptly walking to his kitchen.

Giving the beer to his short friend, the tall man let his body dropped on his sofa.

"you think I forgot you huh? so tell me who you were thinking about!" Jimin insisted excited.

"argh, Jimin i was just thinking about work."

"nah man you said "no one", so you were definitely thinking about someone!"

"my father."

"so you're telling me you're blushing while thinking of your dad." Jimin said playfully making his friend sighed heavily.

"sooooo???" he leaned toward Taehyung.

"no one." he groaned.

"It's y/n, isn't it?" 

Jimin smirked at the heavy silence, his friend's cheeks turning a deep red as his grip on the beer's can tightened.

"I was so fucking sure!" Jimin laughed loudly.

"you love her, don't you?"  he smiled widely at his flustered friend.

"stop saying non-sense J-"

"non-sense my ass! I've seen the way you look at her. The day you met for the first time you were literally drooling on the table. And when you dropped your water on me, it's because she looked at you hmm?" Jimin bit his lips trying to maintain his excitement.

Taehyung huffed as he threw a pillow at the overexcited boy.

"aw my best friend is in love!" Jimin sang happily.

"yah stop! In love .. is way too much." Taehyung gulped his drink frustrated.

"maybe, I say maybe... I find her pretty cute."

"anddddddd??" Jimin smiled widely.

"She's just .. interesting. I admire her. That's it." he finally admitted putting the empty can on the floor.

Jimin sat closer to him and pat his shoulder.

"she's someone really nice, so I understand why you fell for her." he said softly.

"you'd look good together not gonna lie." Taehyung slapped his hand away.

"shut up."

They continued eating their noodles until Jimin spoke again.

"what are you gonna do?"

"nothing."

"why?"

"yoongi." he continued, munching his food.

"what about him? He's not gonna be the one cuddling you." Jimin teased wiggling his eyebrows.

"Jimin I'm warning you!"

"you scared of him? You shouldn't, he'll understand."

"but it's not only that. It's her. what if she doesn't feel the same?" Taehyung nibbled on his bottom lip nervously.

"let's find out then." Jimin laid down on the couch comfortably grabbing the remote to turn the tv on.

"what do you mean?"

"let's finish the drama we started, shall we?"

                       [ MIN'S RESIDENCE ]

"Yoongi, are you ok?" you asked worried as you approached the tired man.

"yes, I’m fine don’t worry." he forced a smile.

You handed him a glass of water as you sat next to him. He thanked you, gulping the cold liquid.

"you can’t lie." you mumbled making Yoongi scoff.

"tell me what happened, please. If you don’t want me to worry about you." you pursed your lips expectantly making your brother groan.

"gosh you’re stubborn huh." he let a breathy laugh escaped from his mouth.

"got it from you dear brother." you grinned.

"Jimin came earlier in my office when you were sleeping and he asked about you." he started making you furrow your eyebrows getting curious.

"what did he asked?"

"he was wondering why you’re so distant with them. he’s thinking he probably did something but I denied and told him you were just tired and stressed because of your exams." Yoongi sighed heavily, closing his eyes as he rest his head back.

"do you think he believed you?" he bit on your lip feeling unsure about all that.

"Yea I think he did." he shrugged.

"you bad at lying so I’m kinda worried now. What if he discover what’s going on?" you gulped.

"hey no. don’t worry. we will find a way to avoid that hm." he took your hand in his gently reassuring you.

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A/N : sorry i know this part seemed boring. I’ll try to write something better for the next part. Love y’all .

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[just-another-author-i-guess]

Why I’ve been gone? (:

Hi! Hello, I hope everyone is having a good summer and such. This is kinda an update? On my life and such bc I feel bad going ghost all the time.. lol. This is going to be a bit of a rant about some personal issues and stuff, so if you feel like you’re not mentally ready or something to get into other people’s problems, I understand so well and please don’t read, but I hope you have a nice day (; anyway, let me get into it.. cause a lot of stuff happened for me I think, and honestly I don’t know where else to get it out than here lol. So I hope this kinda puts into perspective why I go ghost so much.

So… I sorta just, had a bit of a breakdown and I didn’t show up to any of my exams. And yk, of course I got kicked out of school. I don’t even really mind that much because I REALLY didn’t want to go there anymore lol, but my family was so disappointed. And I had to tell them I just dropped out because they would literally disown me if I said I got kicked out 🤨 so that’s just been, pretty stressful living with all my own lies lol. And it’s totally my own fault too 💀

Anyways, I also just last month got diagnosed with autism and adhd and I kinda did have lt suspicions but it’s just.. it’s a lot honestly, because even though it doesn’t really change anything I feel like I have to live with a diagnosis. I don’t know, but I’m glad I at least got a good explanation for why I do some silly and goofy things sometimes 😀

The last thing I don’t want to get into too much.. because it’s still kinda fresh I suppose? But I really need to get it off my chest soooo 🧍🏻‍♀️But, I got bullied like A LOT in eight grade, very fun yk it really gave me some silly ass self esteem issues but it is what it is. Anyways, two of my really good friends bullied me too then, or at least I felt like they were part of it. But that’s just from my perspective, I kinda got over it because they’re my oldest friends and I feel like stuff went back to normal (a lot of time has passed I’m obviously not in eighth grade no I’m eighteen 😸) but, idk it’s still kinda just a not so nice memory. And I feel like we all apologized to each other and it’s fine and all.. but then I was joking a lot about it because that’s what you do when you don’t wanna process something yk. And they got really really mad at me and said that they never bullied me and that I gaslight them into thinking they did and whatever. And I feel so fucking bad because first off I didn’t even know I did that? I don’t feel like I’m doing that? But uhhh.. idk, maybe I am really tone deaf or something. But the point is that they said I keep playing victim and they did nothing wrong, and I CANNOT handle confrontation so I just apologized a lot? Because I feel terrible? But also.. it felt like I just apologized for getting bullied which like, it has even taken me SO MUCH to admit that I did get bullied. The whole situation just left a sour taste in my mouth cause they were being weirdly defensive and I just.. idk it just suck balls man. After all that, I kinda decided to cut them off. Maybe I am the bad guy here and I’m so fucking sorry, but still, I just don’t think that what they said and did was right either. It sucks losing your oldest friends, it really does. But I’m very lucky to have really kind and supportive friends still, people that really value me and thinks that my thoughts and opinions are valid lol. Idk,,, I’ve just been thinking about this a lot haha 🥸

That was kinda a summary for what I’ve been doing over the summer,,, thank you if you read it, I’m really not asking for pity or anything I just really really really needed to get this off my chest. Because I don’t really confide in ppl bc I’m awkward lmfao.

Anyways, I’ve gotten SO MANY kind messages on how I’m doing and such and I’m so fucking grateful 🥹🥹🥹 thank you so much you guys??? That’s also a part of why I wanted to share this with you, just so yk what’s up. I’ll get started slowly on working on requests again, I’ve gotten so many wonderful requests and I’m actually really excited to write again, cause it’s kinda my passion yk. Thank you so much to anyone who read this! And anyone who supports my works!! I’ll hopefully post again soon and see you then 😁

Love, Author <33

(Also, btw CHARACTER AI YALL?!?? I’ve already made an account and I’ve started making some bots, lemme know if I should drop my account haha)

[variousqueerthings]

I am being promised a deconstruction of BJ (a literal one, his construction is being dissolved and he’s So not okay) and it is being handed to me!!!

So Operation Friendship, right? That was an episode that happened. It feels like it exists in tandem with Period of Adjustment in the long-simmering-boiling-over BJ saga (and right after that he went aaaalmost off the rails in No Sweat, and I am not convinced that after Hawkeye snapping at him that Peggy’s gonna leave him that nothing would have happened, that man is as taut as one of those ropes they use to tie up boats that can smash buildings if frayed too much -- BUT I digress, it was a fun-episode, and therefore it ended in fun + that all happened in the shower which was also... a choice... as we know about showers and MASH)

(also Hawkeye is SO invested in the Hunnicutt marriage, it’s not even funny anymore)

Operation Friendship

1. BJ’s insistence that Everything Is Fine

2. Hawkeye’s insistence on playing nurse-maid, constantly staying by his bed, making suggestions for an ice pack, an insurance exam, etc. (and I have that post queued up that talks about how genders are constructed differently in the 4077th, ex. Doctor and Nurse, rather than Man and Woman, but also Caregiver and Care-needer, Protector and Protected, Senior Officer and Lower Ranking, everything that Klinger does, including “Just A Guy From Toledo” and “Maxine,” Daddy/Dad/Father and Mommy/Mom/Mother (not related to Man and Woman), Sir and Ma’am (also not related to Man and Woman), etcetcetc and they’re not necessarily as binary or rigid as they may be perceived here either!)

3. Hawkeye’s caretaking of BJ is not the same as BJ’s caretaking of Hawkeye, and BJ doesn’t like it! He acquiesced to it back in Period of Adjustment because he was at his lowest and therefore couldn’t help it + he’d hit Hawkeye earlier and I’d HC that plays into it, but it’s far more often BJ-in-support-of-Hawkeye (whether it be a scheme and/or a mental state and/or physical support -- I mean protecting him from getting beaten up of course...)

that’s their Roles! Hawkeye is messing with the Order Of Things!

4. Hawkeye’s territorialism???? His possessiveness?????????? 

5. going back to BJ’s insistence that Everything Is Fine: I just wrote in a tag that BJ s4-7 seemed to (basically, simplifying here) frame him as “sure he has issues too but it’s a war, and maybe there’s some performativity to his Self, first really highlighted by the surprise that he’d be the mastermind of pranks when he’s just a good American boy, and then seen several times ex. in the mystery of his name, but ultimately he’s trucking”

and then s8 was like “what if BJ is just straight-up losing his mind and ability to place himself in the future and desperately clawing for that future (which looks too much like the past) and possibly knowing it can never be that way, and sometimes he just snaps I Guess!

Hawkeye Is supposed to be the frayed one. He’s got Issues, that’s what everyone knows. BJ is an amiable, getting-along-with-things, Father and Husband. He takes care of Hawkeye, not the other way around! Not like this!

6. the ending of the episode once again forcing BJ to acknowledge a need for help in the face of literally being about to lose his hand. My guy. You can... ask for help sooner.... it’s...... it’s cool.......... (it isn’t)

(his hand looks so bad!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

7. Also the ending of the episode having Hawkeye relinquish his need to take care of him, again because he could actually lose his hand!!! 

What! Am! I Supposed! To! Make! Of! The! Metaphor?! Of it all???? The Symbolism???? The Dissolving Of Stability!????

8. BJ still taking the time to threaten the doctor when he’s talking Hawkeye down!

9. the fact that they both laugh about how they could’ve just let BJ die in order to get the last laugh on the hand specialist guy. It’s morbid sure, but it’s not just that, it’s... idk. The only way they could talk about how fucking close that one was? Skirting around the Ways they both went about the whole thing? Deliberately restoring equilibrium with the most tasteless joke BJ could think of, testing the waters to make sure everything is fine again

also the way they both gang up on the specialist... rewatching it, because I felt like he wasn’t that obnoxious, he was just stating that he has a speciality and would like to be respected for it, as well as literally having practised medicine for longer than either of them, while Hawkeye hovers over him and tries to find reasons to critique... and yeah, they were definitely coping by finding a scapegoat there, good thing he wasn’t sticking around for longer, they would have been such mean girls! But they needed that too in order to cope

TL;DR BJ and Hawkeye were so okay this whole episode, except for the fact that they were utterly unhinged about each other, about social (gender) roles, and about needing and giving help

#im watching MASH #hawkeye pierce #bj hunnicutt #MASH #long post #operation friendship #the title as well????? #there are SO many screenshots of this episode on my computer i really had to choose #MASH meta #have i checked for spelling and grammar? noooo let's fuckn do this!

[starchasersunseeker]

Just had a panick attack in one of the bathrooms in my collage... yay so fun /s 🥲

Bro that professor went straight for the kill

So to explain what the fuck I'm talking about {for me to get it off my chest} I had to go to one of my professors for a verbal part of an exam {because on the exam I was 1% away from getting a certain grade so I had to do a verbal part so I could get the higher grade - which I did}

Anyway I'm there, she's asking me a question I have no idea the answer to because I dont actually know the process for what she was asking me, just that we do the process and what happens in it but not the actual process of how it's done {hopefully I'm making sense}

And since I don't know I say something along the lines of that I get confused easily {which is fucking true} and she goes in for the kill saying that noones gonna pity me etc and I'm over there obviously like "huh?? What the fuck you on about?? I don't want anyone to pity me?? Exact fucking opposite if anything " i don't say that out loud of course, only in my head, I only said "I'm not, that's not what I want" and she goes for another fucking kill

"You're beautiful, I can tell that you're smart, you need to be more confident in yourself" "if you keep saying you get confused a lot your brain will belive that, you need to stop saying that" "if you get confused that means you didn't study enough, don't compare yourself to others, some people need more time to study, some less. Some might need only an hour while others 4h and that's okay you just gotta put in the work and not compare yourself to others"

And I'm obviously tearing up because I'm under so much pressure and stress and anxiety and she just read the fuck out of me with comparing myself to others so I'm like "thats easier said than done, especially when ppl have compared you to others your entire life" etc and by this point the tears are going down my face

I can't fucking stop crying as much as I'm trying and she's like "it's fine this is a safe space" bro I don't feel like it's a safe space for me to cry when you can see me?? Just read me?? Wha

You don't even know me and somehow fucking read me?? And I hate that I cried infront of her so much but I'm glad I got the other questions right enough to get the higher grade... like fuck man

Then I just went up the stairs to a bathroom on the higher floor to not run into her lol because I was starting to have a fucking panick attack

I barely got to the bathroom in time before tears just started pouring out fuck ej

I was literally shaking, barely able to stand {could be part of that or my iron inemia, who knows} and just tears falling down my face and not stopping

.... man this all happend before fucking 9am 😭

So yay that's a great start to being nineteen 🥲

Having a panick attack the day after my birthday... so incredibly fun truly /sarcasm obviously

#collage #collage life #i hate college #and my life #how the fuck does this shit happen to me #how the fuck did she read me when she doesnt even know me??? #send help #what the fuck man #im tired #so incredibly exhausted #pls kill me 😭 #rant post #personal rant #rant #sorry about the rant #i needed it

[swaghaver69]

you ever go to a pro abortion protest and there’s a guy there with a cardboard box and he’s got a small sign that says snerchant. so you go over there and you’re like hey what’s this snerchant thing. and he’s got a bunch of little black cups with the clear plastic lids on top that you would use to hold sauce in or something. and he’s like “in each of these little cups there are two slugs each” (by the way this story takes place in like fall or so when it’s still pretty warm out bc i’m in virginia) and he’s like “i’m trying to give these away to people because when it gets cold these guys will freeze and die and need people to take care of them.” so you’re like ok i’ll take a cup but how do i take care of them and will they breed or anything how do you tell if they’re boys or girls. so you learn that slugs and snails are actually hermaphrodites and they can both lay eggs and fertilize eggs n shit. and they just need water and some lettuce or something. so you’re like ok and eventually you fuck off to petsmart and get a terrarium and you go to put them in there but now there’s only one of them. and you’re like wtf why is there only one like they can’t get out of this container what. so you start digging through the moss trying to find the other one. and you don’t find the other one but you do find eggs. so you’re like what the fuck. im a grandparent now. so i guess they had sex and then one cannibalized the other and laid eggs because you just googled it and apparently slugs are cannibals sometimes. like ok. so you fill up the terrarium with dirt and leaves and rocks and shit like that and put the slug and the eggs in there but it’s also like homecoming or some shit at your college when you’re collecting this dirt so everyone in the entire universe is outside. and you’re in some hot pink pajama pants and a t shirt and flip flops scooping dirt frantically into this plastic container because what the fuck one of your pets ate the other one and also now is going to have babies what the fuck. and people see you and are like “oh is that for a science experiment?” and you’re like nooo…. and then you give a short rundown on the situation. and they’re like “oh. well good luck!” by the way did i mention im technically not even supposed to be keeping these as pets in my dorm room. and i’m the college ra. (i was like the worst ra ever though.) anyways i got them situated in my room and then i went to my friends apartment to watch my movie and i get there and the guy who drove me there suddenly finds out he has an exam in like 30 minutes so he frantically has to leave and takes his car to go to his exam but you’re like that’s fine i won’t have to leave this place anytime soon anyways. and then a bit after he leaves and is probably in his exam you feel like you have to fart so you do but you find out you actually just shit yourself a little on accident. which you’ve literally only ever done one other time before in your entire life but that was only because you were extremely high. and you’re like oh fuck because you’re not even on campus anymore and you don’t have a change of clothes. so you go to the bathroom and try to clean up and you come out and you’re like hey i need to leave immediately i’ll be back when i can. and the guy who’s apartment you’re at is like ok but why. if you’re ok saying. and you avoid it for a bit but eventually you’re like i’ll tell you if you promise not to tell the guy who drove me here. (he’s my boyfriend but i feel cringe saying that so i just avoid saying it.) and he’s like ok. so you tell him what happens and he laughs at you but he promises not to say anything. anyways so your boyfriend left and can’t be contacted which you probably wouldn’t even want to anyways because it’s an embarrassing situation but you’re far from campus and the only way back is public transportation. so you have to take the bus and it’s horrible considering circumstances and also crowded as shit bc homecoming or something and there’s like parades and traffic and the world is a fucking nightmare so it takes forever

but anyways you eventually get back to your room you clean yourself you change and the guy who was taking his exam remember him is like i got out of my exam and you’re like hey actually would you be willing to drive me back to our friends apartment i’m at my dorm and he’s like ok and you get in the car and he’s like so why were you back at the dorm and you refuse to tell him and change the subject and start talking about your slugs instead. i mean i eventually told him but that was like months later and honestly he didn’t even care. but yeah. he’s a real homie btw one day i couldn’t find my slug in the terrarium (i put like one of those mini fish aquarium pieces of furniture in there it was like a little cottage gnome house looking thing) and i was depressed abt it but i got in the bed with him and like things escalated a little but i was absent minded bc i was worried about my slug. and he’s like is something wrong and i’m like i’m worried about my slug im sorry and he’s like it’s ok we don’t have to and you’re like no i wanna but i wanna try to look for it first. so he’s like ok and he puts his clothes on and you get out of the bed and he’s like shining his flashlight on the desk around the terrarium trying to find a snail slime trail but there’s none to be found. and you’re like worried about it. but right when you were about to give up you notice it was like in the crevice of the inside of the gnome house. so you’re happy you found it and relieved and then you’re able to have sex and it’s cool. anyways i ended up taking the gnome house out of there bc i didn’t want to worry about where the slugs went anymore. bc i already felt bad abt that first one which i’m pretty sure got eaten but i’m really not 100% sure because how would the other slug even eat something that big. idk. i feel like there was no way it could have gotten out but i never found it so who knows. idk. i would feed them lettuce from my job (college campus chik fil a) (yeah i had two fucking jobs being an ra and working in a dining hall while doing full time hard as dick classes and then shit started going bad at my house that stressed me out so i couldn’t focus at school and i got really depressed and that’s why i had to leave college and go back home -__-) but anyways yeah. i still have the slugs there’s a lot more of them now. but i don’t have as much access to lettuce as i used to. also the air in my house is drier so i have to water them more. idk. anyways yeah swaghaver69 lore i guess. if u read all this drop a heart emoji and i’ll like kiss you on the cheek through the screen or smth. <3

[peakywitch]

BITCH, I AM ALIVE AND BACK but i'm mentally unwell lol

Hello everyone, remember me? The michael slut, i mean, THE michael slut? yes, i am alive. well, no, i just JUST finished peaky (literally, 5 minutes ago) and i've been writting down my thoughts from various scenes. I will start to post again, and EVERYTHING that contains a spoiler will be in the TW! so, without further ado, here is my hot take on scenes and what they made me feel, think, understand and love. Some, are just thots, and some thoughts are Oxford-Harvard-Yale entrance exam worthy. Yes, i believe i am that good sometimes.

Please, ignore the spanish subtitles!

ps: i'm mentally unwell because of the show, i'm doing just fine

anyway, TW: SEASON 6 SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT

Honestly, this first scene… I love it. We all know I am a sucker for Michael, and I love him very very much. The whole dead nature and the whole gothic style the show has embraced is something unexpected, yet it makes so much sense they went this way and the show developed like this. I remember Tommy using blue shirts, Grace’s pinks, and some colour here and there.

This scene, with Tom Hardy, is ep2: “the last act for my opera”, the jazz hands, the hip thing he did… Alfie has lost the plot. No thoughts, only a small cat with cute eyes in his mind. He looks as if his cancer was getting better, we remember he had that awful pink thing, but I don’t know if it’s because what they did to save him because of the shot he got from Tommy. I love how much and yet so less we know about the characters, that, I believe, is the whole Tommy effect: you know who he is, how he looks like, but you NEVER know what’s happening with him, to him, because of him. Anyway, back to Alfie: I’m extremely happy he’s back on track, trying to tear down some north American empire. Also reminds me of "listen here, sweetie".

Okay, this scene with Jack Nelson. The shot is absolutely majestic. It tastes exquisite, like actually tastes. It also makes me feel unsettled. At first, I thought it was Tommy but turned out to be Jack. I don’t have much to say, but I’ll try to explain the only thing it makes me feel: have you seen that bride’s corpse movie? Where the little dude has a knife on his stomach and when he drinks the beer, it leaves through his stomach because he has a hole? This shot reminds me EXACTLY of that. Am I insane? Probably. But it leaves me satisfied yet depressed like OH RIGHT. On to the next thing about this shot, this church reminded me a lot of the church where Tommy and Grace got married.

“I just read pornography and politics.” She feels like a pick me type of girl, almost fake. Like, she’s trying to be this male fantasy. Don’t get me wrong, I’m liking this character, bold and disrespectful, yet classy and snake-y type of girl, she’s well written, and she looks like she hides things, I’m loving it. Her and Tommy have a past, I am CERTAIN (I’m writing this while I have to finish ep 5 and 6, so we’ll see if I was right). Everything she does feels calculated and I thrive for that, she also makes me think she’s Tommy Shelby but as a woman, the Egyptian jar and all… she’s a smart girlie, and we stan forever a smart girlie.

Okay, WE GOT THE WALK. I like how Arthur is looking down, makes me think as if he was ashamed to be like he was in the old times, but then I’m like “maybe he’s ashamed of what everyone knows about him?” addiction is something that people feel a lot of shame about… But what if this is a small pep talk he’s giving himself? Btw, the tallest one is Daryl aka Isaiah and OH MY LORD !! WHAT !! give this guy more screen time because I fell quick, hard, and forever, good lord. Also, talking about Isaiah, I love how they didn’t make him just a “party animal” and they gave him a proper job, a girlie… This is what we needed for him.

I WILL NEVER SHUT UP ABOUT THIS FUCKING SCENE LIKE WHAT THE FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKKKKKKKKK.

Okay: we ALL knew ruby was going to die, it was clear as day. But, this scene and the lightning. The use of lights is a thing of never-ending possibilities. And they KNOW this (we know that) and use it to the maximum extent -we also know this, but it HAS to be admired. In this particular second, Lizzie says something along the lines of “and now they put her with the dead people”, and she’s illuminated with the light of a car. Light à illumination à knowledge. I think that was the phrase that made her have this epiphany, hence the light hitting her (replace the word light with fact, and there you go.) It wasn’t the first time she said it, though. She said “she left, 5:17.” Various times, and explained to tommy how it was, and then she said “and now they put her where dead people are. They put her with the dead.” And lightened her, completely, and then she falls on the ground and starts to cry. And I have never seen such a beautiful yet painful allegory.

Okay, let’s talk about THIS MASTERPIECE.

First, let’s talk about Arthur’s psychosis: “I thought they would be full of blood”. Even though, they are not, they are. Every single brick in that house, was afforded with blood. And everything is stained with blood, Tommy even acknowledged it in that scene where he’s shaking hands and goes “My hands have blood” “Oh, mine too”. So, that blood in the barrel, could not only be his deteriorated mental state, but also his guilt. Maybe, the barrel he was drinking from was already open, and he didn’t want to open another one because opening another barrel would be opening up his bottled trauma, and he would end up hanging himself, or drowning in the wine. (now, change wine for guilt.)

I wholeheartedly believe Arthur will OD in this final season. (HE DIDNT OH MY GOD)

Now, the conversation they had in this scene: Tommy telling him how he knew Arthur wanted Tommy to win, because Arthur has been battling addiction for EVER, the memory he talks about, they were 9 and 12. Arthur allowed Tommy to win, because… maybe he was afraid? Shame and regret are two things VERY present in Arthur, and I think they will end up killing him. Even though he has a strong will power, I don’t believe it to be strong enough. End of ep 4, where he is getting WAY too high… I think by the end of ep 5, he will be dead in an alley.

In the end, when everything is shit, when everything is broken, when everything is a mess and everyone is ready to quit... they still have eachother. Alfie saying "if you want to talk about your feelings go to someone that cares" BULLSHIT ALFIE BULLSHIIIIITTTTT they work SO well together. I love this duo.

It was a funeral. A funeral for the old tommy. The tommy that gave up on everything, the tommy that was, but not during season 1, 2, 3, 4 & 5. I'm talking about the master shift that there was in his character in season 6: a cleaner, yet even darker and more toxic Tommy. And, someone else buried him -be it Mosley, the doctor, etc.- and this other person did what he couldn't bring himself to. And this time, he came back from the dead. And, just like he said in s4 "we were dead once, the rest doesn't matter" or something like that, in john's funeral... this time, it DOES matter. And this upcoming movie is going to fuck us into our next life.

#tommy shelby #thomas shelby #michael gray #peaky blinders #arthur shelby #john shelby #the peaky blinders #peakywitch talks #gina gray #jack nelson #polly gray #linda shelby #lizzie stark #lizzie shelby #ada thorne #ada shelby

[andvys]

No a story idea but something sucky just happened:(((

So a guy started talking to me at my school last week and I didn’t think much of it you know. I was just like ok, let’s get to know each other, maybe be friends???? Who knows

But after hanging out with him for like 2 lunches I realized he’s only interested in me because he wants a girlfriend and he kept hinting at it so I made it clear I wasn’t looking for a relationship or anything romantic rn.

He said he was fine with that so all was good. Last Friday I told him I have a math exam coming up on Monday so I’ll be busy all weekend studying so when he texted me Friday night I didn’t reply as fast BECAUSE I WAS STUDYING!!!!

When I did actually reply he left me on read and didn’t text me all weekend so I texted him this morning and asked him if he was okay and he basically said «  you went all crazy on me over the weekend, I don’t want to talk to someone who’s like that and waste’s my time. I only talked to you because I wanted a relationship and you don’t so pls delete my contact »💀💀💀

Am I crazy or did I just dodge a bullet???

Btw I’m so sorry for doing this to you and you soo don’t have to reply. I just think you have great advice😭🫶🏻

Omg first of all please don’t apologize! It warms my heart to know that you feel safe enough to tell me this and ask for advice 🥹🫶🏼

Now what the fuck is this guy on? How did you went crazy on him when you literally told him that you’d be busy? The fact that he tried to make you feel like you are the crazy one and said that he doesn’t want to waste his time? What the actual fuck. Before he tries to get into a relationship, he needs to grow up first. and saying “I only talked to you because I wanted a relationship.” ???? So like, people get into relationships nowadays just for the sole purpose of being in a relationship? So he didn’t care about you and getting to know you first, he just wanted a relationship? One where he’d make you miserable and treat you like shit cause obviously he doesn’t know shit about how to treat someone well.. Babe, you are definitely not crazy and you really did dodge a bullet here. I’m sorry but this guy sounds like a real asshole. He doesn’t deserve you at all. Someone who cares about you, wouldn’t treat you this way. Screw him, he’s not worth it! Also a heads up, if he ends up coming back and tries to apologize, he’ll only try the same thing again, most of the time it’s not worth giving second chances, cause they pull the same shit again and again… You deserve better than some trashy guy who’d only try to pressure you into a relationship when he knows you’re not interested in one. He disrespected you and didn’t care about what you said to him. He’s the crazy one here and you’re better off without him 🫶🏼💗

#andy’s asks