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claymoresword · 1 year

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I Choose Her | Chp: 2

Hermione x Slytherin Fem!Reader

Pairing: Hermione x Reader

Summary: You are the daughter of two known death eaters from one of the oldest and richest families in the wizarding world. Are you truly prepared to give up everything you know for Hermione Granger?

Wordcount: 1.5k

Warnings: ron weasley slander (kinda), fluff, golden trio x reader, inner conflict, dialogue heavy

Note: this one was more golden trio x reader centric but i just wanted to explore the idea of slytherin character being alongside them in situations that actually happened in the film. also i enjoyed expanding on the inner conflict stuff sorry if this wasnt that fun to read but i had fun writing it lol

also the next part will be more of hermione x reader so if u care stay tuned for that :)

anyway that's all hope u enjoy!

Chapter 1 Chapter 3

"You practically sleep with it." Hermione quips.

"I didn't say I wasn't curious and I do not sleep with it." Harry argues.

The trio and you had just spent the day in Hogsmeade. You were on your way back to the castle when your girlfriend like many times before, let her curiousity get the best of her.

She had been trying to figure out who the 'Half Blood Prince' was for weeks now.

Countless of hours spent researching in the library and both of you came up with nothing.

As far as you were concerned the 'Half Blood Prince' didn't exist.

Harry swore to have happened upon the potion's book by accident, as it was in the cupboard in the classroom.

You believed him but as past events have showed, nothing is a coincidence.

This had to be apart of a bigger plot and with The Dark Lord truly back, it was only a matter of time.

You could only brace yourself for what's to come.

Your parents had been pressuring you more than ever to pledge loyalty to Voldermort and join them as Death Eaters.

This was the last thing you wanted but with their constant threats of harming Hermione if you disobeyed, they aren't leaving you with much of a choice.

You always knew you had to join them at some point but you tried your best not to think about it. It's getting increasingly difficult to ignore now that Hermione's safety is being threatened.

You hold no respect for Voldermort, and you didn't fear him. You don't agree with his methods of imposing fear in exchange for loyalty. It was a coward's way of ruling and you see no honor in it.

You had not told Hermione any of this and least of all your parents.

All you wanted was to finish school and live a peaceful life with her, but war is coming.

Only a fool would deny the inevitable.

Planning for the future now will only result in dissapointment.

Hermione breaks you out of your thoughts for a moment as she grabs your hand, intertwining your fingers.

"Are you alright?" She asks genuine concern in her expression.

You only nod and give her a half smile. You weren't exactly lying, you were okay as long as you were with Hermione.

With her you feel you could overcome anything.

Although, there is no telling how far your parents will go to test that.

The trio continued arguing over the true identity of the 'Half Blood Prince' and you could hear pieces of the conversation but was ultimately too preoccupied with your thoughts to contribute.

You only properly took notice of your surroundings when you entered The Three Broomsticks. You walked with Hermione and took the seat next to her.

It was then you spotted him.

Draco, heading out the door.

He glances at you and you stood up almost reflexively.

"Draco!" You call out, hoping he would finally give you the time of day. You haven't properly spoken to him in weeks.

To your dismay, he meets your gaze but doesn't respond. He turns around and walks out the door.

You stood unsure if you should go after him. Hermione grabs your arm and offers you a sympathetic look. You decide to just sit back down next to her.

She's still holding your arm and with her other hand she started massaging your shoulder, at an attempt to comfort you.

You try your best not to worry about Draco in this moment and just enjoy time spent with your girlfriend and her friends.

It was going fine and Hermione even made you laugh when she chugged down her butterbeer which resulted in a foam mustache above her lip.

Ron had initially reached over to wipe her lip but hesitated once he remembered you were there.

The moment was rather awkward, but the attention was quickly taken off you when Harry suddenly calls Professor Slughorn over.

Your face contorts in genuine confusion and you quickly glanced over at Hermione, the same perplexed look on her face. Ron seemed just as lost.

Harry started exchanging pleasantries with the professor as if they were old friends. The 3 of you merely sat there silently and listened.

At some point the professor gestures obnoxiously with a full cup in his hand, naturally spilling a portion of his drink all over Hermione's lap.

"All hands on deck Granger" He merely quips, slurring his words.

You were annoyed but decided not to challenge the man since he was drunk.

You accioed a napkin and helped Hermione clean herself off the best you could.

"Listen my boy, in the old days I used to throw together the occasional supper party, for a select student or two. Would you be game?" Slughorn whispers for Harry and the 3 of you to hear.

"I'd consider it an honor Sir." Harry responds, elated.

"You'd be welcome too Granger." Slughorn says glancing at Hermione.

"I'd be delighted Sir." Your girlfriend contended.

"You as well Y/N" Slughorn now says smiling your way and you are taken aback.

Surely he was just being kind as to not exclude you.

"Thank you, Sir." you respond earnestly.

Slughorn glances at Ron and you expect him to be invited as well.

"Good to see you Wallenby." Slughorn says adressing Ron with the wrong name without offering him an invitiation. He soon walks away taking his leave.

You bust out laughing unable to hold it in any longer. Ofcourse Ron hadn't done anything in particular to deserve it, he was just too easy to pick on.

He glances at you, indignant. Hermione leans her head on your shoulder trying her best to stiffle her laugh.

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The 4 of you were now on your way back to the castle after hours spent at The Three Broomsticks.

Needless to say Hermione had a bit too much too drink and she couldn't keep her hands off you.

Truthfully, you found it a bit humorous. drunk Hermione wasn't a something you were met with often but whenever it happened it was always fun.

Your love for her always seemed to grow in these moments. You realise you're prepared to do anything to ensure her happiness.

Your moment bliss was cut short when a piercing scream came from the distance. You stopped in your tracks and focused your glance ahead.

You watched as a girl you knew as Katie Bell, levitate high above the ground for a few seconds before her body was harshly thrown back down.

You flinch at the sight and you feel Hermione's grip on your arm tighten. She was afraid, you tried your best to hide it but you were too.

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You stood next to a now sober Hermione.

Professor Mcgonagall infront of you, inspecting the necklace suspected to have cursed Katie.

Footsteps soon approach and you watch as Professor Snape walk towards the 5 of you. He glances at you before eventually settling his gaze onto Harry.

"Severus, what do you make of this?" Mcgonagall asks, panic evident in her tone.

"I think Ms Bell, is lucky to be alive." Snape responds matter of factly.

"She was cursed wasn't she? I know Katie off the quidditch pitch she wouldn't hurt a fly. If she was delivering that to Professor Dumbledore she wasn't doing it knowingly." Harry voices out, interrupting the Professors.

"Yes she was cursed." Mcgonagall responds without looking in his direction.

"It was Malfoy." Harry states with no hesistation.

Hermione glances at him, shocked at the dark haired boy's bluntness.

"Harry-" You voice out, shaking your head slightly in disapproval.

Perhaps Draco had done this, perhaps he didn't. Either way you shouldn't be placing blame without proof.

It was as if Snape had read your mind with his next question that was directed at Harry.

"Your evidence?"

"I just know." Harry responds confidently.

Too confident.

You wince internally. Incapable of masking your reaction, you shut your eyes and scrunch up your face in response, before eventually looking down at the ground.

Harry's pride was misplaced, although there was a chance he could be right you still felt he should choose his words carefully.

Snape being your head of house, you knew him slightly better than the 3 Gryffindors.

You knew challenging him truly never came to anything pleasant.

Hermione glances at you before eventually holding her gaze on Snape, anticipating his next words.

Ron holds his gaze as well before looking away uncomfortably.

"You just know" Snape repeats, his tone condensending.

You clench your jaw, physically braced yourself for his next words.

"Once again you astonish me with your gifts Potter, gifts mere mortals may only dream of possessing." He starts before pausing for a beat.

"How grand it must be, to be the chosen one." Snape finishes.

A slap in the face.

Harry may have been too proud to let it get to him but you felt the weight of Snape's words.

#harry x hermione #ron x hermione #golden trio #harry potter #slytherin au #slytherin #slytherin reader #hogwarts #draco malfoy #draco x reader #hermione x reader

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bisonaari · 11 months

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Hi! I'm Bison (she/her but I'll take any pronoun really)

For my Jukka tag, follow the duck 🦆

For my art tag, click here!

For my learning finnish tag, bison learns finnish

For Käärijä fanzine info (until I make actual social media for it), please check my fanzine tag!

OFFICIAL ZINE BLOG IS @kaarijazineofficial

Current stage of fanzine developpment: Shipped

Next step: selling the leftovers!

About me under the cut!

I'm Bison, but my usual username on other social media is Crevettola! (That'll teach me a lesson about making a username five seconds before going to bed lol). My first name would be Eléa !

I'm 31 years old, Canadian/Belgian/French citizen (yes)

I work in the animation industry :) I'm a 2D rigging artist (I make lil cartoon puppets that I don't neither draw myself nor animate myself lmao, I'm just in an organigram and hierarchy software all day)

Mini teeny tiny faq:

@i-wasnt-ready-for-this asked about my art journey:

Oh boy hahaha. So I'm a multicrafter kind of person. I embroider (cross stitch), sew, knit, crochet, and plenty other stuff. When I don't draw, I usually do one of those.

I've always made art since I was a little kid, I made comics, tried to join zines when I was a teen (that didn't work out but I still have the pages somewhere lol), and then my mom asked me to stop art to go into science. So I stopped drawing for 6 years, then fell into Undertale and started drawing fanart like there was no tomorrow and joined animation school for 3 years. (If you're curious you can watch my thesis film here, but be warned, all of it was done by myself so that's why the animation sucks ass lmao. I gave all my focus to rigging to land a job in this area of the industry. Which I did, thanks to this film!!!) That school burnt the living hell out of me and gave me hand injuries, so I can't draw trad anymore or even write more than two minutes without having to stop because of pain. So when I graduated in 2020, I stopped drawing almost completely. Then Käärijä happened and I'm back at it I guess??

Realistic art is my fav thing in the world, transcribing reality in 2D dimension is really my first passion in art. My dad introduced me to charcoal on paper at an early age, and I just never grew out of it I guess haha. People are my fav thing to draw. I find it so relaxing, I'm not a creative person whatsoever as in I don't like to INVENT stuff, so just transcribing shadows without thinking about it gives me peace of mind.

Two examples of the portraits I made before getting back into it this year

This drawing of my mom (graphite on paper) I made in 2009 (I was 18), and a drawing of my grandma (chinamarker on paper) while I was still attending school in 2019 (I was 28)

@c28hunter asked about first, my fav Käärijä outfit. And that's the WORST question can't I just say that I love all of them??????

But really I think the green bolero is just too much of my aesthetic to not reply with that hahaha. Second place would be that damn leather jacket it's BEAUTIFUL

Second question, my fav type of bread. And I a french person I take this answer extremely seriously. My ultimate favourite type of bread is

OLIVE FOUGASSE

Like I never buy any because I know that I'm gonna eat it all by myself in two minutes

#about bison #pinned post #faq

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zukotheartist · 3 months

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I love Will as a character (and my url also has a personal meaning inside of it, which is why im not changing it tho i was considering it) and i would've LOVED to get a funko pop of him (wasnt able to find one irl before), especially the new one (purple dnd costume, staff)

BUT... getting it Now?? Knowing that Noah🤢* is probably gonna get royalties from that? (Bc Will is played by Noah🤢, i dont think Brett🤢 would get any royalties from Will's funko but he'll certainly get some from overall St merch). And knowing what he supports and probably also puts money into? (Considering he has gone to the apartheid state more than once)...

Ye, ill do without the Will funko pop... or get one from those cool brazilian artists that make them themselves so im supporting a small bussiness and not zionism.

I do have Some St merch from s4 and one (free with a comic con ride i went to, lol) s1 poster but... i highly encourage yall to not buy any more official merch.

Lots of amazing artists sell fandom merch? Buy from them! Or hell, make your own!

I know that especially us Bylers are really excited at Will going back to being a supernatural plot protagonist.

And i also know a lot of things seem to be hinting at possible canon byler.

But there's no point buying offical byler merch (if they become canon and sell shippy stuff) in the name of queer rights or smth if it'll support zionists. What about our queer siblings in Palestine? And what about the rest of the palestinians as well? All human rights are important, palestinian rights are important. It's rainbow capitalism anyway, theyre just making money off of us.

*oh and before anyone starts with the "he apologised", you can believe his apology or not, to each their own, but you don't get to leave out the convenient detail that he only made it after they started filming St again and that Brett🤢 had to do a "clarification" (his can't even be called an apology) of his own only a few days after.

Oh and also? "His words were taken out of context", I personally disagree but that aside, forget his post. What about the stuff he shared and liked? (Some of which, btw, was also homotransphobic, if yall really care about queer rights). What about the post of someone speaking arabic and an israeli calling it "the language of the enemy"? What about his comments under Amy Schumer's🤢 posts calling all palestianians r*pists? When the IDF has some of the highest r*pe counts of any military and while the Israeli government actively welcomes p3dophiles into their country, giving them citizenships?

"He's young", im only TWO years older than him and around three years AGO (more or less his current age) is when i first learned about Palestine and even then (when I was busy with my hs graduation and couldn't really dig into the topic) i always thought it was unfair. I'll admit i had fallen for the "oh, you just don't understand. This situation is much more complicated than you think" bs but even so, i knew what was happening was unfair. You're not a fucking baby at 18-19 for fuck's sake. Yes, you're still kinda stupid and naive but only up to a certain level.

#ready to get eaten alive for this post but i stand for what i said + my principals so idc #stranger things #st #byler #will byers #al's post

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mumintroll · 8 months

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3 7 14!

hiiii thank u ari :)

3. What is a film you absolutely despise and why?

im going to say léon the professional i think.... it makes me more angry than a lot of movies that r objectively a lot worse bc it could have been sooo good if it wasnt made by an actual pedo who clearly just wants to sexualise 12 year old natalie portman as much as possible. idrk how people can enjoy it like it was so obvious to me from the very start of the film and then a quick glance at the directors wikipedia page and u know he was doing it all on purpose.... gross and wasted potential -_-

7. Has a film ever given you nightmares?

when i was a kid i used to have nightmares about coraline a lot lol but i dont think ive had any since ive gotten older!! but i also dont watch horror that much

14. Who is your favorite director? Why?

shunji iwai!! all about lily chou-chou is 1 of the greatest films of all time and a bride for rip van winkle is up there too.. i love the way he deals with very fucked up situations and topics with such a tender loving hand, and he makes them into such understatedly beautiful films without diminishing or romanticising them at all.... i think he has such a natural talent for directing like u watch his tv shorts from the 90s and you can already see everything he was going to become is already there. i love him i think he is a genius <3

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lousybren · 11 months

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ive never watched any indiana jones movie

but since theres a new one coming out i thought about binging them all to see if i like the saga enough to go to the theater

these are some of my disjointed thoughts as i watch them. there was a lot of oooh so thats where thats quote/meme is from

lost ark.

its set in the 30s?? if youd ask me id have guessed 60/70s. wait he steals artifacts from other cultures to sell to museums???? i thought he was like a big hero jgdfjhggjh. marion started lowkey as a badass but by the end she was like all over the place,,, was it the trauma. she couldnt catch a breath and kept screaming all the while. man shallam was right, not a single brain between all these nazis. indiana's little grunts are so funny. locations are cool but theres like a million extras, this must have been kinda hell to film. id seen a total of three scenes from this movie: the idol and boulder, the ark lightning up, and this man just shooting sword guy because the actor was tired or something. also interesting way to end the movie lmao

temple of doom.

a lot of screaming. again. dont drink from that cup what if its poison. it was poison. stop flexing just get on with the job and go!! hubris is gonna kill this guy the moment his luck runs out. dude you bring your women to like the worst(best) places. i dont recognize like anything from this one, other than the hat under the sliding door scene which i hadnt seen the og before. oh dear theres. more torture and gore and stuff that i would have thought, this one is raw. shorty makes the whole thing worthy tbh. not taking the shit to the museum CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT??

last crusade.

oohhh backstory time. daddy issues,,,,, should have known. ah theres the 'woman' character for this movie. she also screams quite a bit but this time shes a baddie. obviously sus looking guy: dont trust anyone. jones: bet * forgets this immediately*. not nazis agan jeez. the scene with the fire in the castle is hilarious tho. so far this is the funniest one, henry jones is a hoot and a half. oh thats. thats just petra lol. the cup scene i do remember somehow must have seen it back in the day when i had a tv. theres a solid ghost there its cool

now that i think about it i feel there wasnt really a resolution to the 'we never talked' issue. not really

crystal skull.

heard theres aliens in this one. still being kicked around i see, whens this man gonna retire. is that cate blanchett with an accent. i like the time period we're in, nice aes. interesting we get a boy companion now, hope he doesnt scream too much. 'i got stung by a huge scorpion!!' me: 'youll be fine the bigger the better'. indy 2 seconds later: 'the bigger the better' me: :D!! oh shit marion is here. mutt is HIS SON??? indy: 'all these women had something in common' me: '...they werent you?' indy: 'they werent you' me: :D!! oh man these action sequences are so ridiculous and go on forever lmao. what. what were these people doing inside the walls and columns, just waiting for intruders?? oh shit alien corpses. anyway this mac dude gonna get killed so hard. gurl all the knowledge ever is like, too much, its gonna kill you. aaaaaaaand it just did. i can excuse an alien ship being buried underground for millenia but i draw the line at these two dumbasses marrying after all, like whats the point of getting married sigh (im bias). i do like that there being aliens was never questioned too much by the characters. i appreciate this a lot

it just dawned on me that one of the boxes in area 51 broke and showed the ark from movie 1 and it was never acknoweleged in the rest of the film. huh

wilhelm scream count: 5 minimum

#indiana jones

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toytulini · 10 months

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I saw Barbie last night, I dont think i have a long film review of it for yall but idk I'll put some thoughts under a readmore I guess?

-Right off the bat, I enjoyed it, it was fun. It was a fun pink poppy romp. Thats about what I expected of it, and thats pretty much what I got

-Its not particularly radical in its gender/feminism takes, its very basic, which, I saw a number of ppl mention that before I saw it so I wasnt expecting anything radical. It couldve done better. it was. fine. im shrug about it i guess.

-My mom enjoyed it and was apparently not expecting any sort of emotional depth or story at all so it caught her off guard. I heard her crying. she cries easy at movies. I'm glad my mom liked it. Maybe she'll absorb some of the very basic feminism it drops idk.

-I knew the Kens adopted patriarchy and introduced it to Barbieland but it felt lile that happened very fast, idk.

-The ending....I. is her going to a gynecologist supposed to be like. shes gotten a vagina by deciding to be human?? or is she trying to schedule a surgery or something? that felt pretty weird to me if im honest, i thought it was gonna be a job interview or smth... Especially with how everyone was like "Barbie is ace (heheeh i agree) cos she has no genitals! (sorry what. excuse me. wanna run that by me again?)" like okay that makes that headcanon reasoning even more dewply uncomfortable that it already was?

-I enjoyed weird Barbie. i wish theyd cast someone else cos iirc ka/te mckin/non was a transmisogynist? unless she apologized or said she changed her mind on the topic since like 2017?? but i havent seen anything? idk. just. annoying to keep platforming these ppl. i guess theres probably other actors involved that have shit views of trans ppl. whatever i guess.

-I did dress up a little. i feel like my outfit had Weird Barbie Vibes. maybe ill post a pic.

-I did enjoy it and it had a number of shots and or transitions i liked, i think the one with the disco ball to the moon or whatever was enjoyable.

-god we really are so weird about barbie

-it just feels factually incorrect that all dolls pre barbie were baby dolls? idk. im sure it was the most common kind. but idk. not to be weird about The History Of Dolls but like. the porcelain dolls from the Victorian era. idk if those count as baby dolls. iirc those were to help young girls practice prepping dead bodies of loved ones for funerals or smth??? but i guess porcelain dolls have a sort of babyish look about them. and are fragile so you cant play rough with them.

-Like i Know its a 2hr long toy commercial for mattel but also god that cant be right. even if they werent filling the same niche as barbie as idk basically a fashion doll? there had to be other dolls right?

-I know the flat foot thing is Supposed to be over the top and silly for them all to get upset about but also tbh. as a bitch with falling arches the way some of yall make jokes about flat feet still is uh. well. rude. but also lmao man. the day my arches started hurting for no reason while i was barefoot did sorta feel emotionally like her feet falling to the ground lol.

-i want to introduce barbie to margot robbie's harley quinn owo. i think that would be Fun :3

-i want Ken's job. how do i do Beach as an occupation.

-I actually liked how they handled Ken and Barbie's rship til the end. i feel weird about that ending overall and also it feels weak wrt her dynamic as Ken. they make him grapple w her not reciprocating his feelings the same way but then she just leaves barbieland anyway?? and ig they dont get to explore a friendship or qpr dynamic. ok. its fine i guess.

-her saying she has no genitalia felt so transgender in a way im not sure it was intended to. ken saying he has all of the genitalia felt even more transgender. headcanoning them both as extremely transgender in fun weird new ways and no one can stop me.

-Allan is my favorite character i think. bro me too

-bibbleless movie. add bibble.

#toy txt post #barbie spoilers #barbie movie #everyone kept trying to get my dad to come see it and like.i get it.but genuinely he would hate it even if not for his conservative bullshit #he hates goofy fun movies. OR. he wouldve actually enjoyed it a little bit and been REALLY ANNOYING ABOUT IT bc he would never admit it #and insist he hated it #and hed enjoy the ken patriarchy thing too much #basically im very glad we didnt drag my dad along cos i have to live with him and i think he would be insufferable about it #he has no appreciation for any kind of whimsy or fun! he would hate this silly movie #also this was the first time id been in a movie theater since pre2020.#i enjoyed dressing up in a silly little outfit. but i think i wouldve been happier to wait for it to be out of theaters tbh. theaters teste #tested my patience even before covid like oh im gonna sit uncomfortably in this chair and crane my neck up at this screen and i cant pause #it and theres no captions and people are Eating all around me and now i go and its all the same but im the only one wearing a mask so i dont #get to have a lil snack either and i still have to hear ppl eating around me and part way thru the movie someone across the aisle was making #some kind of horrible very wet and loud gulping noise with their drink or Something?? and i did feel violent about it #i would never be violent about it but my god do i feel like biting. you know. anyway. not sure if ill bother seeing any more movies #in theater now. i just would like them at home. idk #i will give props to barbie. it was like kovie theater loud but at least it wasnt giant major booms and inaudible ass dialogue

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barbatusart · 2 years

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A couple questions!

1) do you have a favorite line or scene youve written?

2) did any character end up vastly different from when you first created them?

3) did you always want to do comics or did you start with novel like work?

4) are there any nuances in Sadsack that majorety of audiences missed, that your a bit dissappointed about?

YESSS SO MANY thank you friend lol

i have a couple that i really enjoy from different things! i really loved writing the diner scene in SadS4 with everybody having like 4 simultaneous arguments about wearing shoes & fucking; i get a big kick out of writing a ton of different personality types clashing all at once. in that sense SadS5 as a whole is some of my favorite writing ive done, just because it's a mess from start to finish.

2. i actually dont do a lot of prewriting for personalities! i find that if i start trying to flesh it out beforehand, the character feels less organic to me, so what i do is just think of a human body & start filling in the blanks as im actively roughing out the panels & adding dialogue. ill make completely arbitrary design decisions as im writing too so then it plants a seed. for instance like if i need a character on a bus i think of a guy in a suit & give him like a pokemon lockscreen for no reason, now im wondering if this guy's super into pokemon if he's got a meowth lockscreen, now ive got a little story of the big executive who goes out of his way to collect pokemon cards or something, & it seems goofy but that right there now informs me generally what kind of guy this dude is! characters really dont concern me & most of the time are just plot vehicles that i flesh out as i go, which makes it very easy for me to kill them at the drop of a hat LOL

3. honestly i want to do Film lmfao but i lack any kind of animation knowhow or necessary capital to make it happen! so comix is like the keyframing portion of a film for me! but yeah i always did comix even when i wasnt making very good stuff, i love telling stories a lot but i love silent weird moments too much to ever get super seriously into writing outside of like occasional fanfic - i love to see a face journey

4. theres an entire separate hidden work in SadS actually that a couple people have caught onto ;) other than that i laid a lot of breadcrumbs for future projects in it as well cus i love weaving stories together in a way that 5 years later people can have a WAIT A SECOND moment

#q&a #sad sack

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metal-bubble · 1 year

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Untitled, 2022 (unfinished)

1599 words, written by me lol metal.bubble

PG rated: cursing only, non romantic, astro canon compliant..

Jinjin POV - about MyungBin

Set as they prepared for/filmed for AstroScope concert/movie

Wanted to share bc these feeling were eating me alive. Hope other arohas may understand...

SUMMARY: Jinjin has to find and diffuse an irrationally angry moonbin just days before they're set to do their stargazer: AstroScope concert. why does he feel like this wouldn't br happening if MJ was still here..?

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

"Fuck this.."

Jinwoo sighed as he shoved a forgotten stage prop back into its place.

Exasperated, he pushed his long fringe out of his eyes and off his forehead. Where the fuck was Bin...

Jinwoo power walked through one dark backstage hallway after another, opening doors, and snooping in dark corners. Where the fuck did that lunatic sneak away to? This venue was only so big, but the leader wasn't picking up any sort of trail.

Moments ago, Jinwoo was rehearsing his solo stage for their first concert without Myungjun. Things were going great. They were practically running ahead of schedule. Jinwoo was so confident in his solo stage rehearsals too. He was riding cloud 9, and didnt have time for Bin to be a fucking buzzkill like this.

Jinwoo hadnt been off the mainstage for 20 seconds before he got a text from one of the stage managers that read:

"Binsan emergency, assistant required in the practice room :("

Shit.. that could mean only one thing: Bin had pushed Sanha too hard. Again... Why the fuck couldnt Bin control his whack-ass behavior? Was it really too much to ask??

Yes. Yes it definitely was. And Jinwoo knew it too. Bin had never had to go this long without his emotional support blanket of their oldest member: Myungjun.

Their eldest member served as a magnet that pulled Bin out of his natural path of introvertedness. Its like Myungjun had some sort of legit spell over the kid. If Myungjun laughed, Bin would laugh. If Myungjun saw Bin starting to clam up or get angry, he somehow always knew exactly how to pull Bin out of it. Jinwoo felt guilty now for relying on the older boy so much when it came to Bin and Bin's emotions.

Myungjun had only been gone a few days before Jinwoo began to notice Bin changing. It started with some mild self isolation. Bin would stay way past the time they were scheduled to leave practice sessions. Saying he just wanted to keep his mind busy. Myungjun was usually the one who forces Bin to come back with them to the dorm. Myungjun just seemed to cast a spell on Bin, and Bin would listen.

The recent sleepless nights had turned into Bin developing an anxiety-driven aggression towards the other members. Practices had started to regularly derail as Bin kept stopping to harass Sanha and Dongmin over every single misstep they made.

Dongmin had been handling it the best. It took an army to actually set off the prince of tranquility's anger. And Dongmin could clearly see that Bins behavior wasnt normal, so he managed to put up with it. But Sanha.. Sanha on the other hand had begun to crack.

At first the maknae had been willing to fix anything Bin pointed out, as he usually respected and trusted anything Bin said to him regarding performances. But Jinwoo watched as confusion and anger began to build in Sanha's eyes with every angry/anoxioustghtdhhth in we vbe hg insult Bin threw at him. Bin had never critiqued Sanha to the point of belittling him so harshly. Jinwoo had deescalated many tense moments as Sanha began to push back at Bin's needless over critiquing and micromanaging.

Unfourtunalty, just a week prior, the two had gotten inches away from an all out fist fight.

Jinwoo had tried talking to Bin. But Bin's anxiety got the best of him.

**Bout a week ago**

"Why did you bring ME out here hyung?? That SHITHEAD is the reason im so angry! We ALL see him fucking up nearly every choreo!! I know im not crazy.. im not just seeing things!! Right?? Tell me you see it too?

"No one said you are crazy. But Bin, you gott-.."

"NO! If i dont FIX all these FUCKUPS before the filming day, we're ALL gonna look like SHIT. You guys are NOT TRYING HARD ENOUGH! Especially fucking Sanha. That.. that fucking talentless... Godddd"

Bin punched the hallway wall closest to him and kicked an unlucky, stray chair that happened to be in the hallway at the wrong time. It loudly flew half way down the hall. Bin looked like he was about to hyperventilate.

"Bin.. Bin... Bin look at me! Fuck, please breath and stop insulting Sanha. You are NOT helping anything by bitching like this and getting so angry. Do you understand me??"

"Why are YOU not as angry as i am?

Bin voice started to shake.

Your the LEADER GODDAMMIT.. i.. i-"

Jinwoo could see the breaking point closing in. He had to calm this mother fucker down.. and he hadda do it now.

"Bin.. please. Lets do those breathing practices we used to do, remember? The slow ones?"

Jinwoo grabbed Bins hands in his and held as tightly as he could. Bins hands were shaking too. His emotions were completely out of control.

Bin started to take a massively slow and unstable deep breath.

"Yes Bin, thats right. Push all the air out before breathing in. Come on, get it all out. Close your eyes"

Bin submitted and forced his eyes shut, as tears began to leak from the corners.

"Ok, now lets slowly start to let that air back in. Dont rush it, its not going anywhere. Slowly.. thats good. Ok now keep going till you fill those lungs entirely."

Jinwoo watched Bins chest slowly inflate with mild hitching and shaking.

"Thank you Bin. You're doing so well. Do you wanna keep going?"

Bin took two more shaky deep breaths.

"No. I think im fine now. But..."

Bin opened his eyes and looked down the hall at the chair.

"I think i need to go home for today. I cant go back in there. It'll happen again. I dont know why i cant turn off how horrible i feel and how nervous i am. And... I hate that im doing this. But when the anger comes, its impossible to stop."

Jinwoo pulled Bin into a hug. Bin let out a small sob as he leaned down to bury his face into the leaders shoulder.

"Its ok Bin, you can go home and try to relax. We have many more days to practice."

"Im sorry hyung. Im so sorry."

"Thank you for calming down Bin. I wish i was as good as Myungjun at cheering you up, but im trying my best"

Jinwoo let out a small chuckle.

Bin released their hug and faced the older boy

"What?"

Jinwoo then realized he said that out loud. Fuck... He definitely had never actually said anything about that theory to Bin before this moment. Mega foot in ass move there.

"Oh... Sorry. I just.. have noticed over the years that Myungjun seems to be able to.. idk, um.. he's just better at.. like..."

Bin looked so legitimately confused.

"Better at what hyung?"

Jinwoo rolled his eyes and shrugged.

"Goddamn, you know! He just tells you to do something and you do it, but its all good things that make you seem happier. Like i never noticed how much he keeps you from isolating urself untill he wasnt here. Or how he seems to be able to instantly reverse you when you get mad or sad. And i feel stupid for never seeing it before. But i mean.. think about it. When did you start to feel so anxious and angry all the time? Cuz it seems like it started after Myungjun left."

"The fuck..?"

Bin paused and looked deep in thought for a moment. Jinwoo saw the lights going on in Bins head. Bins cheeks even began to flush a bit.

"Damn hyung.. ur right! I started to feel really shitty after he left. Goddammit.."

"I mean.. hey - don't get embarrassed, its only something I've thought recently."

"Do you think... Does everyone know??"

"Bin.. no, literally i just thought this and haven't even said it out loud till right now. So no, i dont think everyone thinks that. And besides.. its not like it's a bad thing."

"But hyung.. like.. why? Why am i doing this? Why cant i get it.. why cant i fucking NOT get angry without HIM??"

Jinwoo could sense Bin working himself up again.

"Bin. Its normal to have new and different feelings when someones routine is drastically changed. Not having Myungjun is a big change. We all are having to adjust to him not being here. He is a huge presence."

Jinwoo put his hand on Bin's shoulder.

"Why don't you head home and.. idk.. text him? I think it might make you feel a little better, right?"

Bin flushed harder and looked down.

"Ok hyung... Ur right. I'll.."

Bin let out a heavy sigh.

"... I'll try to text him"

**Back to present**

Jinwoo wondered if Bin followed thru with that now. He'd have to ask whenever he found him.

He continued to run through the venue hallways, looking for Bin.

He had arrived too late to the practice room braul to stop the fight Bin and Sanha had moments ago. Only the stage mamager and backup dancers were left when he slid in. Sanha was taken care of nearby with Minhyuk, but Bin had fled the scene entirely. And now Jinwoo was tasked with finding him.

Aparently, it was the same old same old. Bin flipping out on the younger for not living up to some irrational standard set by Bin's anxiety. And it had escalated to the two throwing water bottles and other objects at each other and any poor soul around them.

He felt sweat on his forehead... Damn. This was entirely too much

#astro #moonbin #Myungjun #myungbin #astro fanfic

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soobinies · 2 years

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Viviiii i must tell u abt a dream i just had abt yeonjun today ;A;; aaaaaaaaaaa 🙈

it started when he asked me to do some sort of dance challenge with him and for some reason i agreed and then we both walked into this break room (it was a large room and like at the very left corner was a bathroom i think?) my brain is weird. anyways he told me to set up the phone while he'll just go to the bathroom rq and i was like 'ok' lmao i was so dead set on finding the perfect position, rearranging stuff inside the room, trying to make the bg as decent as possible and setting up the camera view. when he came back i told him he should just do this challenge by himself becuz i havent really learned the moves yet but i'll hold the phone to record him and he agreed. when he positioned himself in front of the camera, for some reason i changed by mind abt the bg and told him that i think we should just switch to the wall behind us it was more clear & plain, and he agreed w me again. now after we switched and set up the camera again, before we started filming i told him to check out the angle just to make sure hes satisfied w/ it. he came over and i was sitting on this couch where i was holding his phone (LMAO my dream was so vivid and detailed at this point i even saw his lockscreen it was like one of his IG pics at the beach LOL) ANYWAYS to the wildest part of my dream sndjdksj while he was looking at the phone i was holding it at i could feel his fingers just barely touching my lower back and i BASICALLY scooted up an inch forward so that i could avoid them, maybe lwk to give him a HINT that i was a little uncomfy (i wasnt really, i just didnt wanna be obvious to him that my heart was beating SO FKCN FAST and i refused to show i was into him in any way) and THEN boy had the audacity to still inch closer his fingers again to rest against the small part of my back and i YET AGAIN inched my body more forward and away from him, and now this time this mf decides to actually rest and press most of his hand onto my back ❓❕❔‼️‼️ while simultaneously fixing the angles of his phone,which i was still holding (at this point now BOYY i just tried to ignore his hand and act annoyed) then my dream soon quickly ended after that. but LMAOO i was annoyed at myself when i was still thinking abt it that i didnt swat his hand right away and just straight up tell him "hey buddyyoure getting a bit touchy-feely there" but YKNOWW im not one to be against these kind of dreams im just the tsundere type ok😭 sorry for the cringe word vomit 🤢 aaaaaaaaaaaaa im still screamign🙈🙈🙈(ALSO SHOULD I ADDITONALLY NOTE THAT I BIAS BEOMGYU akdjsksnsjsjsnsn) (but yea YJ been biaswrecking me so hardddd these days =_=)

wjkajajjs! your dream got wild towards the end! Lmfao welcome to the club where yeonjun wrecks me 24/7. I like how you can remember small details from your dream, I forget mine 😂 the last dream I had of yeonjun was 1 day ago and he jumped a fence to get us chicken nuggets from Mc Donald’s hahahaha. it must of my dreams that I had of him I’m usually able to speak very calmly and for some reason I’m able to understand Korean xD.

Thank you for sharing your dream with me. I enjoyed reading it

#replies #anon

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fxllingout · 1 year

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oh yeah cait i have a question since i’m so close to catching up to the manga are there any of the movies that you recommend i watch first or ones you really like? - op anon

okay so, i have only watched 3 of the op movies so far, film red, film gold, and baron omatsuri and the secret island. however, i have watched a few youtube videos on what movies you should definitely watch and ones to skip, so here is the list i have.

first up, we have baron omatsuri and the secret island. heavily recommended this one. i started watching it 2 weeks ago but had to tap out cause i was way too fucking high for a movie like that, but i finally watched all of it last night and god damn i am in love. the material is definitely more overtly dark then compared to one piece as a whole (not to say one piece doesnt have dark plot points or themes or anything in it, but it definitely hides it well) but it works so fucking well, like its amazing to me. i still dont have any words to properly describe it just. a must watch. oh also, the art style is a bit different then normal one piece style but its so fucking beautiful and i think it matches the movie perfectly. but yeah watch it. maybe dont have it be the first one you watch though lol

film gold is a very fun enjoyable movie, i really liked it a lot, its a heist movie which i think heist movies are a lot of fun so that made it a good movie in my books. heavily nami centric which was nice to see.

film red was definitely an enjoyable movie, though most of the time i watched it was spent laughing at the kinda weird plot and backstory to it all. there is a brief gear 5 cameo that kinda makes me mad cause it literally wasnt worth it to put gear 5 in the movie, so if you want to wait until you catch up with wano to watch this movie i think that would be a good idea cause i dont think you want this to be the first time you actually experience gear 5. also, its a musical, uta sings throughout the whole thing, most fo them are bangers though so im not complaining.

now onto the other movies, here are the remaining ones i heard from youtube video to be the ones to watch:

clockwork island adventure (which i believe is only like a hour or something, i know its short)

dead end adventure

strong world

film z

also i believe this is in order of when they would happen canonically and if i were to put the other 3 in the order, baron omatsuri would be after dead end adventure, film gold after strong world, and film red at the very end (dont quote me on this though im not 100% sure). the first 3 are definitely pre time skip though and the others are post time skip. and yeah, there are more but apparently theyre all really bad???? id dont know for sure, ill watch them eventually and get bck to you on that lol

i thought my answer to this ask was gonna be short but i wrote a lot more than i thought i would. anyways. watch baron omatsuri and the secret island.

#cait.ask #op anon

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theskyexists · 2 years

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they establish the male lead as brave, de-escalating explosive situations, calling out his new BOSS, and thanking the female lead for standing up to that same boss. noice

oh no this is really embarrassing i hate it lol. absolute nightmare

thank god its over. ‘you have....really good eyesight huh’ hah

oh no not the false assumption!!! AH nice. she made her decision instantly. LOL HER MUM

ok i laughed. that is so stupid hahahaaha

oh god. oh no. he’s actually an idiot. a big himbo. man.

wow dude - just get a gf and ask her if she might do a little bdsm! lol. why what why would you start shouting about i guess...platonic bdsm ?? haahaha

OH NOOOO. SHES TALKING ABOUT THE BOSS MAN DUDE. COME ON. USE YOUR BRAIN. YOU SEEMED TO HAVE ONE AT THE START

Oh noooooooooooooooooooooo his ex-gf dumped him oh nooooo.

he’s uh....he’s certainly going for it. instead of being like: hey if you’re not put off by this - do you like me maybe also? can we go out? i guess its a fundamentally different relationship hes proposing. ah he was drunk af

WHY ARE THEY DOING THIS AT WORK WTF LOL. ok that wasnt so bad.

oh this is not my thing at all it irks me. like, i need slightly more firewall between real life and whatever stuff they’re trying to do.

this film just said that most d/s relationships are not romantic. IS THAT TRUE???????????????????????????????????? this would explain that stepjan comic....i guess.

they are doing this AT WORK. like, 24/7 play. i just. what. this seems like an extreme form of BDSM to me.ok i like that she put him to work on supporthing her power in the office.amazing

OK! that’s pretty well done!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHA THAT BARK!!!! haahahahahaa. WHY IS THE HOTEL NOT SOUNDPROOFED OH MY GOD

they made him look very handsome while eating some treats. really emphasising that jawline

tHE FUCKING BARKING !!!! HAHAHAAHA thats amazing. what improvisation! ahahahaahahahahaa

i dont understand the japanese/korean tradition of going to a hotel. why not go HOME. is it because young professionals dont have a home of their own? (like here nowadays -_-)

a very self-interested birthday gift lol.

a lot of kinks passing by. im mostly itnerested in how they’re gonna beat the big boss: sexist manager man

is he jealous of her bossing around the new employee? lol. they upgraded to way better and more expensive places. awww she’s so tough on the new employee, awwww i feel for him. ok he’s alright, but he definitely IS a possible threat, not an actual one, but definitely possible

HAHAHAHAHAAHAHA BRILLIANT. he wants to roleplay being the new employee. oh my gOD

ohhhh the glasses are...a safeprop. that’s clever!

AT WORK. at least she always locks the doors. if the manager tries to get them both fired for walking in on them ill be pissed

YOU NEED TO SEPERATE YOUR PRIVATE LIFE FROM WORK. proceeds to whip him at work in his work clothes

ah she’s hitting the table.

lots of crossed wires imo. AHAHAHA sorry the delivery is great! but i never understood the whole demanding/annoying sub thing - ah o h no i cannot. no. i am having to shut off the audio.

DID SHE JUST WALK OUT OF THE LOCKED ROOM. INTO THE OFFICE ANYONE CAN ENTER.ah the ultimate scene! she gets to release her frustrations with shit co-workers, and he gets to fail in the environment he works in everyday! the peppy soundtrack to this is amazing

i NEED to not think about whether anyone is gonna walk in because it makes me unable to watch any of this

I KNEW it. at least it wasnt at the climax.

Do NOT hetbait me out of this kiss. or was it purely imaginary

GREAT SOUNDTRACK

i know this is the whole emotional heart of the show, how he falls so hard for her because she treats him nicely(like, normally)) and his ex was a total utter bitch about it. but like - what she’s saying is so normal it SHOULDn’t be something special

oh so ex was ABUSIVE, or is trying to be now. trying to take advantage of him

faldfjslfjasdl the other couple hahahahaah ( ‘she’s feeding him!!!’)

holy shit how did we get here. this is a rom com so everything will be ok right

are you fucking kidding me? this isnt a confession breaking moment! this isn’t a time for fucking slapstick and people finding out they’re freaks or whatever. her friend is in serious danger!

wow she’s pretty fucking stupid for blowing her friend’s cover immediately jezus.

what even. they’re running and driving. it might be my sensitivities but why did they put in a RAPE threat into a rom com.

i guess they treat it pretty well actually. thank GOD she had a taser.

poor woman got rejected. ah a glimmer of hope? oh no that was just her calender

HES GOT A WHOLE FUCKING HOUSE AND THEY ALWAYS GO TO HOTELS WTF

OH NO, the insecurities!

really what she should do is apologise REALLY. she already KNEW it was an abuse of power. not the reason he said no ofc

he’s finally inviting her home???

its fucking hana isn’t it. jezus. wow they really made her awful. they made her AWFUL!!!!!!

PLEASE SLAP THIS GIRL SO HARD SHE NEVER RETURNS JIWOO! oh she didn’t

what is it with people talking metaphors instead of being like: sorry im afraid to date you but im deeply in love with you. OK i guess this is just a very romantic confession

WHY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHY WOULD SHE RESPOND THAT WAY!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHY!!!!!!!!!!!! STOP THIS FUCKING NONSENSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

are you fucking kidding me. why would she do that. what a complete idiot. HOLY SHIT. she just couldnt deal with her emotions or what?? im sorry but after liking her for the whole film i find this kind of sheer stupidity absolutely UNFORGIVABLE. and now she’s going to moan about how her life is so hard. YOU made it difficult. oh now shes gonna get wise words from her mum but actually SHE’s the asshole here so i have zero sympathy.

completely ambiguous advice

hold up. did he just try to send the file to just her, but then sent it to everybody? oh my god....

this is. the worst. this is the worst that could possibly happen.worse than anyone walking in on them.

ok so - NOW hes at a real big impact on her life. but it was still her choice to run the risk. not sure how intern man had audio of them though. and why he thought it was a good idea to email her about it on the work email. what a complete incompetent.sometimes incompetence supersedes intention.

i thought they were gonna beat boss man and now this. what a fucking downer.

id just say: ok bye im outtie lol. but i guess you’ll get blacklisted. so instead you gotta sit through it, for a small chance of not getting blacklisted

Why did intern man splice the audio together and everything????????

really. they had them sit through being grilled by sexist old men just to get him to confess? he already confessed. so why was this fucking necessary. do hate the dramatisation going into two things i despise: rape and the violation of something that should be entirely private.

why couldnt this film have been about slapping the sexist old men in the face and kicking them in the balls instead of Jung heroically confessing his already confessed feelings to protect her. ok i liked that moment of catharsis. YES! screaming at the inappropriate sexist power tripping pigs!

sorry but why did he have to confess THREE TIMES for the narrative and her to accept it.

the great thing about it that he’s always using his voice amplify hers.

and now this talking after is entirely too sappy lol

jihoo got a paid suspension but jiwoo got a pay cut. what the absolute fuck. i guess it allowed her to take over the whole department

whoever played hyemi is a really good actress

WHY IS HAN REPLYING ON A BDSM FORUM AT WORK JDLFJDSFJSD he has learned NOTHING

anyway that was a cute end scene.

#my stuff #vidi #love and leashes

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wincore · 3 years

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field day | jung sungchan

pairing: sungchan x fem!reader

synopsis: when you, as cheer captain, are best friends with the pride and joy of the soccer team, rumors are bound to fly around.

genre: high school au, soccer au, bff2l, fluff

words: 7.5k

warnings: language, jung “the risk i took was calculated but man am i bad at math” sungchan

request: sungchan + ball + “ everyone is looking at us. is that a good or a bad thing? ” (from the first option) ^__^

song recs: after school - weeekly / pleaser - wallows / some - bol4 / sweet talk - saint motel / love so sweet - cherry bullet

a/n: i tried recalling some hs memories for this and im hoping i wasnt the only one that went through the “shipped with a random dude” ordeal LOL. i haven’t written shorter fics in a while so i’m glad i got to. tq for requesting, lovepie <33

In high school, peer pressure tends to come in different forms. For you, it’s taken the shape of this.

“Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!”

You look around your classmates, scanning each and every face chanting with glee like you’re a star player scoring the winning point. The tall figure shifts beside you, glancing at you like a blinking idiot. You’re not even on the losing team but it feels just as frustrating.

You glare at the boy beside you. The trouble is Jung Sungchan. The trouble has always been Jung Sungchan.

“Come on!” Chenle calls with a teasing grin from the buzzing crowd. The little shit. It’s getting hotter with each minute you spend by the green soccer field and its dusty chalked lines, just at the tip of the bleachers. You didn’t even get enough time to breathe before you were surrounded, the soccer team pushing a stumbling Sungchan onto you. It’s too sunny for this today.

“The star soccer player gets a kiss from the lead cheerleader after a winning game! That’s the rule.” Chenle announces.

Sungchan looks at you and you turn to him, the both of you looking at each other like fish out of water. Even though you’ve clarified at least a hundred times that you’re just friends, your peers don’t seem to be satisfied. (“Famous last words,” they say.)

“No,” you say, firmly.

“No,” Sungchan agrees, nodding his head wisely.

“Don’t copy me,” you say, smacking his chest, and a quiet ‘oof’ escapes his mouth.

The fact that you’ve been best friends since Sungchan offered you a light green crayon in elementary school just fuels the idea that you have to date. There’s this difference between elementary school kids teasing and high school kids teasing—it was so much easier back when boys were afraid of cooties from girls. It was innocent too. Now, it’s more of nudges and sly grins, teasing with unnecessary innuendo. (What else do you expect from teenagers experiencing puberty?) It doesn’t stop you from being best friends though. Sungchan still visits on Fridays to get on your mom’s nerves and help you with homework (or try to). You still have all the little trinkets he’s gifted you over the years and the lock to his phone is still your birthday. You’re best friends and strictly that.

When you got into the same middle school though is when it started going downhill. Holding his hand was awkward, touching him in any way was awkward and god forbid you compliment him on something. The kids around you would run across the halls saying “(name) likes Sungchan!” or the other way around sometimes. Heathens, the lot of them. But at the very least, he wasn’t too fazed and you wonder how he could be that even-tempered. If it was just you feeling that way, then maybe you did like him more than he did you.

You shake it off.

Sungchan’s much more grown now and at least a foot taller since his awkward adolescent years; he looks handsomer too but you wouldn’t be caught dead saying it out loud. After all, it’s only going to spark another debate on the anonymous school forum. (“(name) finds Jung Sungchan attractive, they’re totally dating.” “I knew it. A boy and a girl can’t be friends, especially if they’re both good looking.”) If you’re being honest, you hate the rumours so much—it’s one of the reasons, apart from puberty, stopping you from being as close as before. However, you do understand that this is how the passage of time works. You’re not going to be spending all of your time with each other, yes, but you still regard him as important. Your life is too busy now, with exams and practice—and you’d think a busy bee would get some honey as reward.

Sungchan’s curls stick to his forehead, unruly after he wiped at them with a towel. The sunlight plays with his eyes when he looks at you intently and you shrug. The smell of sweat is starting to make you nauseous. You remember that you too need to take a shower.

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” you mumble.

“Not today?” He asks.

You shake your head. “The girls have a plan.”

It’s not just the sweat. Or the crowds. You don’t like being here at all. There’s one more problem with this place.

You hate soccer.

And by hate, you mean you despise it. Like you’ll throw up at the sight of it. What’s so riveting about a bunch of smelly, sweaty guys excited about chasing a patterned ball? You’ve tried to understand it but every time your dad explains the rules, you find yourself zoning out of whatever alien language he speaks.

Sungchan has been the closest to getting you to understand the game and even then, you refused to learn. It’s not like you’re society’s definition of girly—but you’re not a tomboy either. The school has granted you the “ice queen with a warm interior” stereotype so you’ll just go with that. To be honest, you’re just a little more awkward at open affection than your friends. (And Sungchan has the “friendly beagle” stereotype which you’ll agree is partly true. He’s more of a retriever though, with that size.) It’s just funny how you can never seem to know who you are but other people see so clearly.

You hurry up to the locker rooms and hope for a better evening than this afternoon.

The sky burns blue and you wipe the sweat off your brow once you step out of the changing room. Cooling off from your shower has gone to waste. Adjusting your school skirt, you take your usual strides to the school gates.

Ryujin seems to be showing Yuna a very flamboyant dance move while the latter hypes her up. Ryujin is in her gym uniform because she has no care for her reputation apparently, but she makes it work. Yuna’s about to show her own move when she notices you and waves at you vigorously enough to make you jog towards her and stop embarrassing herself in front of the after school crowd. But then again, she’s too cute for that.

“We got bored waiting for you,” Yuna explains, voice hoarse from her cold. Poor thing wasn’t let into performing because of it. “Do you wanna see our cool new move? Ryujin came up with it!”

Ryujin rolls her eyes. “You’re trying to advertise me to (name) so she can recruit me into cheerleading, aren’t you?”

You smile and cross your arms, facing Yuna who’s been caught mid-act. She smiles sheepishly and pats your shoulder like she just said a funny joke.

“Actually…” You begin and Ryujin holds up her arms in a cross.

“No. Never. I’m already part of the hip-hop dance club.”

“I was going to say that I’ll join you instead.”

Yuna gasps in betrayal, big eyes widening, and Ryujin grins before sticking her tongue out and potentially ruining her image with that expression. She doesn’t care, however.

“Anyway, I can’t wait to get to college and join a dance club.” Ryujin looks at the two of you excitedly. “I keep getting snaps from Yeji and feel so jealous.”

Yuna pouts. “Don’t be so happy about leaving me.”

“Aw, is the baby afraid of not getting any more sisterly doting?” Ryujin teases and you laugh at the disgruntled expression on Yuna’s face.

“Don’t worry,” Ryujin continues with a sly grin. “Taehyun’s here to keep you company for another year.”

Yuna turns red in the face, a high pitched complaint emitting from her throat. “I told you to keep quiet about that!”

“Oh, what’s this?” You wiggle your eyebrows. “We’re starting boy talk early today.”

Yuna huffs. “At least, mine’s just a crush. I don’t know what relationship status: complicated you have going on with Mr. Soccer Captain.”

You flush hotly. “There’s no relationship status to be complicated about! Seriously, why does everyone think we’re a thing?”

“You’re cheer captain and he’s soccer captain,” Ryujin answers logically. “Plus, you’re best friends.”

“You have a lot of sexual tension,” Yuna answers honestly.

You make a face, slipping your arms into theirs and pulling them along the sidewalk. You better get something to drink before the sky starts to turn purple from pink tinged blue.

“Ooh, another desperate attempt from (name) to not get teased,” Ryujin leans back to whisper to Yuna.

You stop walking. “Wait. Where are we going?”

Yuna shakes her head. “I’ll lead the way.”

Skipping over the concrete sidewalk, you laugh at your friends and their stories (read: Ryujin gushing over Yeji’s college dance club and Yuna’s newfound crush on Taehyun). The blue sky has tinged orange by now but it’s the sort of colour that sits in between more significant timeframes, like night and evening. Passing by a city square, you eye the people with wonder. A girl in a pink skirt skateboards smoothly over the concrete, her boyfriend filming her with a loving smile.

“We’re here!” Yuna announces.

You look around the large open plaza, with people of all ages and in different attires trying out skateboarding and rollerblading over the grey concrete. It’s been getting popular lately, with idol pop stars taking to it too but you never knew there was this big a community. There seems to be a few stalls renting out skateboards too. The wind caresses your hair, evening cool settling in nicely on your skin. The sky is purple but it’s lit up with the city buildings and street lamps flickering on. It’s not a bad day at all.

Someone catches your attention. A boy that sticks out like a sore thumb everywhere he goes.

“Sungchan?!”

Your eyes somehow always settle on his figure, tall and standing out in the crowd of teenagers. He clutches his blue bag, the one he’s had since third grade, close to his chest and looks more like a tourist in this place than a frequent visitor. He’s not the only one in school uniform now that you’re here.

“(name)!”

You hate how you love the way his face lights up when he sees you. You’re not actually into him. It’s your friends brainwashing you.

“I was going to invite you,” Sungchan says, a sorry smile on his face.

Ryujin and Yuna frown at each other but you can’t exactly ask the reason for it.

“Isn’t it great we had the same plans?” he beams at the three of you.

Yuna suppresses a smile and you wonder why. It’s not like your friends would know he’d be here—you’d know first as best friend.

"How did you guys come across this place?" He asks, eyes round with curiosity.

"Somi's Tiktok," Yuna answers, smiling. "We thought she works here but if she really was, guys would be swarming this place."

Ryujin raises her eyebrows. "Speaking of which, I can clearly see why there are so many girls here."

Sungchan beams, turning to you for affirmation and when you don't give him any, he drops his grin to a more polite smile.

“I don’t work at the stalls though,” he answers. “I’ve just been here a few times.”

“You’re trying to learn, aren’t you?” Ryujin asks, raising an eyebrow.

He nods. However, you furrow your eyebrows at her. How does she know? Eyes widening, you realize it must be the school forum. You remember reading a post about a student wanting to learn skateboarding and the wording felt familiar but you didn’t think much. How they figured it out, you will never know.

“Oh! Oh, I think my nose is bleeding. Oh god.” Yuna sniffs vehemently, her finger at her nose. “I think I’m going to need Ryujin to get me to a clinic.”

Linking her arm through Ryujin’s, Yuna makes an apologetic expression and runs off into a particularly crowded area.

You blink. The realization dawns.

"They just left me," you tell him, exasperated. "How could they just leave me?"

He shrugs. "My team left me at a rival school's field once."

Great. Your last outing before midterms and your friends have abandoned you. If this is the case, you wonder why they complain about you spending so much time with Sungchan and allegedly ignoring them.

You regain a sense of your surroundings and turn to him. "Wait. They really left you?"

He nods diligently, eyes trained upwards as he tries to recall the memory. "I told you, didn’t I? On the plus side though, I made friends with the opposite team."

"That's so… cute."

Your cheeks heat up at saying it out loud. If Sungchan is affected by it in any way, he doesn't show it. Instead, he has his usual smile on.

“Do you wanna try?” he asks. “Skateboarding. Or rollerblading but I personally don’t recommend that.”

He curls his lips, shaking his head slightly. You laugh. Of course this beanpole has trouble balancing on skates.

"I- I figured you'd be good at skateboarding. Since, you know, you're so balanced and all."

You raise an eyebrow. "You wanna add skateboarding to your resume or something?"

"Yeah, that and the ability to imitate dog sounds. Wanna see?"

"No, thanks. I’ll pray this weekend to cure your furry behaviour."

Before he can respond, you’re interrupted by a whirlwind of colours and excited calls. A few girls run up to the two of you, younger and probably in middle school, flocking to Sungchan like bees to honey. Never in your life have you felt so ignored as in this singular moment.

You blink, turning to Sungchan who looks like a rather helpless, flustered eye of the hurricane. The winds don't seem to be stopping any time soon.

You clear your throat trying to get their attention.

"Wow, you brought your girlfriend?" One of the girls exclaims, sounding disappointed.

The other girls make similar whines of disappointment and you have half the heart to whack them over the head and tell them to focus on their academics instead of boys.

"You're so lucky to have him as your boyfriend," a girl comments, round eyes brimming with jealousy.

“He’s not my boyfriend,” you declare sharply.

Sungchan looks at you with his doe eyes, blinking cartoonishly. You nudge him with your elbow.

“Yeah!” He agrees, with far too much gusto to be believable. “I’m not (name)’s boyfriend. I have no idea why everyone keeps saying that.”

“Let’s go, babe,” you say, resisting the urge to stick your tongue out at the girls. They’re younger than you and you have high school dignity, you remind yourself.

Slipping your hand into his, you take a few long strides away from them before you realize what you said.

“I- I did- I didn’t mean to call you babe,” you sputter, pulling your hand from his to look at him with wide eyes.

“It’s okay though?”

Sungchan raises an eyebrow and slips his hand back into yours, smiling.

“I don’t mind the rumours, you know?” He says honestly but his smile feels all too teasing. “Maybe we should go out for real.”

You huff, separating yourself from him again. “Maybe you just love attention. Disgusting.”

You point an accusatory finger at him and he bites at it playfully.

“While you're here, wanna see a cool trick I learned?" He straightens only having to tilt his head to look at you.

"If it's you falling on your face, then yes."

"I mean, hey, I could totally do that. Done that several times actually."

You smile despite trying your hardest not to. You like this about him—that he’s easygoing enough to make you look at life less seriously. If it’s with him, you could quit everything that makes you unhappy and start everything you love.

“So where is your skateboard?” you ask, walking side by side with him, who has finally learned to match your pace.

“It’s with one of my friends,” he answers, and points to a tall girl with long brown hair, wearing a pair of tomboyish shorts and T-shirt. Another girl with short hair and a bucket hat accompanies her, wearing a long hoodie and shorts, but she leaves before you reach them. They must be from a different school because you’ve never seen them before. The first thing that pops into your head is that they’d be good replacements for your cheerleading position if you were ever to leave. You shake your head. Now is not the time.

“That’s Jimin!” he introduces, and you wonder how he’s this way—how he makes friends so easily.

Jimin waves at Sungchan and then proceeds to ask if you’re his girlfriend with a big smile, like a script being followed everywhere you go.

She seems a little disappointed at the answer. “Well, I was going to suggest one of the couples skateboards.”

You flash her an awkward smile.

“But those are pretty difficult! I’ve been here for a month and my idea of skateboarding is still sitting on it while Soeun pushes me around. That’s my friend, by the way.”

“Ah.” You nod. “This is my first time skateboarding, actually. The only ‘sport’ I’ve ever done is cheerleading.”

Jimin furrows her eyebrows before her eyes widen. “Wait a minute. You’re the cheerleader best friend that Sungchan wouldn’t shut up about!”

Sungchan flusters, in the subtle way he usually does, and waves his hands robotically trying to explain. “I was just saying- that- that you’d be good at skateboarding. Because of the cheerleading.”

A boxy grin accompanies his explanation.

“Right.” Jimin covers her face and sends an obvious wink your way. “Anyway, you can have my skateboard for the day.”

She hands over a smooth black skateboard with white wheels, but on closer inspection you find that they’re light-up wheels instead. It’s oddly fitting for someone like Jimin even if you’ve known her the entirety of ten minutes. Sungchan is good at finding friends, rather. Soon enough, she runs off after making Sungchan promise he’ll deliver the skateboard home.

The trick Sungchan wanted to show you was a failed kickflip. At the very least, it made you laugh so hard you almost spit out the strawberry milk he’d bought you. Sipping his own banana milk, he sulked for a moment or two, telling you to try it out and see how difficult it is.

On the contrary, Sungchan was right. You are good at balancing on skateboards. But that’s where it ends. You don’t think you’ll be naturally good at kickflips, though being able to glide through the plaza while Sungchan runs after you with the drinks puts a big smile on your face. It’s the most fun you’ve had in a while.

Accompanied by Sungchan’s panicked “oh no”s and “oh we messed up”s, the two of you try the couple skateboarding move too; no one’s watching you here. It’s fun to see him stress over a skateboard because frankly, you’ve never met anyone as easy-going as Sungchan. (“I’ll figure it out along the way,” he says when you ask if he’s studying for finals, and proceeds to get a decent enough score). Suddenly the wandering gap is closed again. You’re not going to worry about stupid rumours from now on.

But for some reason, ‘you like him as a friend’ doesn’t sound right either. Despite having said it so many times, you might not believe in it. You shake off the thought. This evening, at least, you’re going to enjoy with Sungchan without thinking of teenage drama and hormones.

"You still don't think you and Sungchan make the perfect pair?" Yuna pouts.

You narrow your eyes. "I don't take opinions from traitors."

Chaeryoung leans back on her chair, and whispers to you asking if you’re okay. At least someone is concerned about you.

“It hurts to be left by my own friends but—”

“No, I meant, are you okay? Why aren’t you dating Sungchan already? You’re so cute together! And you’re best friends—Netflix writers literally daydream of this.”

You groan, throwing up your hands in defeat.

“And,” Yuna adds, knocking her chair closer. “Who’s really the traitor here? Us who ditched you with the love of your life—or you, who runs off every time she gets a call from her boyfriend?”

“Sungchan is not my boyfriend.” You cross your arms.

“She even shares her lunch with him more,” Ryujin complains from the side. “And they’re not even in the same class. Unlike me, by the way. Class 1 Shin Ryujin. Same class as you, (name).”

You slump, resting your forehead against the desk. At this point, you wish the teacher would walk in and start the class already. Unfortunately, lunch break isn’t over for another ten minutes and lady luck clearly isn’t smiling upon you.

“Speak of the devil!” Ryujin announces monotonously, leaning against her desk.

Sungchan and a few of his friends from the soccer team wave at you and the girls from the classroom door. Noticing Taehyun, Yuna quickly fixes her hair and you would tease her if Sungchan hadn’t casually strolled up to your desk and sat down on the chair in front of you. Long legs barely contained in the space, he adjusts himself by resting his arm on the headrest and his chin upon it. It’s all normal. However, when he leans down to match your eye level, you hear the sudden pit-a-pat of your pulse in your ear. At this proximity, you can even see the mole on his lip that he’s pointed out before. The sunlight from the open windows is pulling golden strings over his eyelashes and his lips aren’t dry as a desert like you expected. You know he uses the watermelon flavoured lip balm.

“Too close,” you croak. Embarrassed at your own voice, you rise sharply and glare at him.

“Is your heart fluttering?” Sungchan asks, smiling as he looks up at you.

You roll your eyes.

You can hear Yuna’s giggling and before you can shoot her a glare, Sungchan calls.

"Do you have any bandaids?"

He points to a rough scratch at the base of his palm, fingers slender and less calloused than what you'd pictured. Then again, soccer players don't use their hands much, do they?

You blink. "You came all the way here for bandaids?"

"Well… I remembered you keep band-aids in your phone case. And the nurse hates me."

You giggle.

Yujin mouths from behind Sungchan, “He just wanted to see her.”

You would feel flattered if you didn't know these people and their shenanigans. They'd do anything for some drama (and to get two innocent people into the dating trap).

“Why would I waste my cute band aids on you?” you mutter under your breath. “They’re limited edition, you know?”

No way are you sticking Ice Bear on your urban hazard of a best friend. A tall, cute, surprisingly polite hazard but he still annoys you nonetheless.

However, Sungchan's pleading smile has grown on you.

You reluctantly take the band-aid out of your clear phone case, the pink panda doll attached to it swaying with the movement. Proceeding, you take Sungchan's hand and lay it on your desk. With careful focus, you place the band-aid, admiring the size difference of your hands before snapping to reality.

Enough with the pink cloud of thoughts, you scold yourself.

When you look up, the proximity makes your heart skip a beat despite the logical part of you saying you shouldn't. Your faces are too close and this time, you don't even have the energy to croak it out.

"Thanks, (name)," Sungchan smiles at you.

Right then, the sound of a chair sliding harshly against the floor makes the two of you jolt away from each other. All of your friends and his friends seem to be sporting Cheshire cat grins and you don't like it one bit. You don't like not being in on the gag.

"Anybody up for gaming after this? My treat." Chenle looks around. “Sungchan is banned from the arcade soccer game though.”

"'Ey," Sungchan complains.

"Hey, Jisung and Ryujin are banned from DDR too but that's because they almost broke the handles off last time."

The memory makes you smile. Sungchan was there too, and you don’t know why you’re only just recalling all the memories with him in it, carefully and in detail. Every one of them seems to have been amplified, the little interactions suddenly coming to mind.

“(name)? You’re coming?”

You take one look at Sungchan and give up. Even if this is another childish ploy by your peers, you don't mind spending some more time at the arcade with infuriatingly addictive games. A tiny part of you is even willing to go along with them and see if it turns out the way they want it to.

“I’ll go,” you mumble, and the rest of the group cheers.

“But I have cleaning duty today.”

The group groans.

“Just get someone else to do it. Like a junior.”

“Isn’t that bullying?” You ask, frowning.

“Ask nicely. Anyone would be willing to do your bidding, (name).”

“Chenle, will you do it?” You give him a sickly sweet smile. “You’re class president after all.”

Chenle wrinkles his nose. “You’re getting stupider every day, (name).”

You sigh. “Fine. I’ll ask one of Yuna’s classmates then.”

“By the way,” Chenle announces. “Only twelfth graders are invited—”

A bunch of groans interrupt him.

“Quit whining.” He crosses his arms, glaring at them. “What do you even have to worry about? We’re preparing for the exam of our lives. Oh, and Jisung is an exception.”

“We’re only two years apart,” Yuna mutters under her breath.

“Oh, and from class 5, only Sungchan is invited.”

Another round of complaints pass and Chenle breaks into laughter. “Just kidding.”

Your friends are and will always be an odd bunch. Sungchan has previously proved to be the weirdest (several times) and it makes him the most lovable too. But then again, you don’t have free space in your timetable to put in teenage crushes, much less falling for your best friend. What you do have time for this afternoon, however, is relaxing at the arcade.

“Let’s go! I am so good at this. Think I’d impress your Steve Curry?” Ryujun gloats, after having scored three hoops in a row at the arcade basketball game.

“It’s Stephen Curry,” Chenle corrects. “And no, let’s focus here. Our goals are—”

He points to the two figures by the DDR machine, looking like a real couple. He’s been acting as damage control for the rumours and making sure you don’t drift apart because of it. They really don’t make guys like him anymore, Chenle sighs. He should get a friendship award or something.

“—those two.”

Really, Sungchan better be thanking him by the end of this. He’s never met anyone quite like Jung Sungchan, especially because Chenle cannot picture himself liking the same person since elementary school.

“Man, now I wish I had a girlfriend,” Chenle mutters.

Ryujin snorts. “Who’s going to date you?”

“You don’t have a boyfriend either,” Chenle reminds and gets a basketball to the shoulder.

“Why are you playing that when you don’t even know how to use it?” Your voice rings through to them.

“I said I’ll figure it out!” Sungchan reasons.

Chenle and Ryujin stare at the two of you blankly, as you bicker over a claw machine game and they share a look.

“Do they need our help?” Ryujin whispers.

Chenle shakes his head. “I think they’ll figure it out from here.”

Soon enough, you were laughing at Sungchan’s failed attempts and trying to outplay him. Your friends have already given you the shove. Chenle and Ryujin share a high five and that’s where the new story begins.

You finally know the thrill of a teenage crush. It makes you so damn infuriated that it had to be Jung Sungchan.

Now every time he waves at you from the field or hands you a bottle of strawberry milk or explains the calc notes you missed or does the bare minimum, you need to deal with the quickening of your pulse and a few butterflies loose from their cage in your stomach. It doesn’t help that you’re almost always together.

The two of you currently sit by the school field, Sungchan tying his shoelaces while you cool off with the water bottle he offered you. Practice ended a while ago for you and the girls have receded into the air conditioned indoor gym. The indoor gym is apparently occupied by the gymnast club and you couldn’t be more disappointed that you didn’t join them instead.

If anything, however, you’d rather leave this whole thing and focus on your academics. Hobbies shouldn’t be draining you—they should feel like skateboarding on a lilac evening with the wind in your hair.

With a friend you like very, very much.

“Sungchan,” you call quietly.

“Hm?”

When he looks up, you can’t hold in the urge to fix the hair out of his eyes. You’ve never been very physically affectionate so it might have come off strange. Sungchan looks at you quietly, stars in his eyes and you clear your throat.

“How long have you been playing soccer? It was before we met, right?”

He hums, eyes traveling up and then back to you when he remembers. “Since I was six. You were there at my first soccer match actually.”

“I was? Oh my god, was it the one you lost horribly and the whole team started crying?”

“Yes. Yes, it was.”

You giggle. “Six year old you would be so in awe now.”

Sungchan beams at that.

“Who knows?” he smiles, looking into your eyes with firm determination. “Maybe I’ll be the next Son Heungmin.”

“Even I know who that is so… no.”

Sungchan pouts and you make a face in disgust. “Don’t act cute, it gives me hives.”

“Okay, maybe not Son Heungmin. I could definitely be the next Park Jisung—and I don’t mean him.”

Sungchan points to a boy passed out on the benches, his exhaustion typical of any high schooler while another boy sits beside him, fanning him with a bunch of assignment papers. Jisung and Chenle really are more entertaining than any game on this field.

You turn to look at Sungchan, who’s moving his head around trying to catch their attention. When he finally does, he waves at them and gets big grins in response. He’s not all that bad, you think. In fact, he’s quite possibly the most amiable boy in senior year.

“Just be Jung Sungchan,” you mutter. “Not Son Heungmin or Park Jisung.”

Sungchan turns to you, smiling wide. “Advice taken.”

You scoff. “Whatever.”

Maybe it’s just you but Sungchan has been glancing at your lips very frequently today and mentally thank Chaeryoung for letting you borrow her lip tint. You didn’t know something so subtle could get you this giddy.

“Are you… going to give the CSAT?” You ask, glancing at him nervously. Part of you is sad you only developed your first high school crush in the very last semester. Or if it’s comforting, you could believe you’ve liked him all this time.

“Nah. Sports scholarship,” he says nonchalantly. “I was going to tell you but… I’ve been scouted already.”

You gasp. “That’s… great. Your future’s all settled.”

Sungchan seems to dislike the idea, lips pursing. “I don’t think anything’s settled except for the next step.”

You nod, somewhat understanding.

“What about you?” He asks. “Any university in mind? SKY? I’ve seen you study extra hours at the library.”

You look away, not feeling ready for the conversation.

“I don’t know,” you say quietly. “I don’t know what I like and what I want. I don’t even like cheer anymore.”

Sungchan gazes at you wordlessly but it’s the most comfortable you’ve felt talking about this.

“Maybe I should quit,” you mumble.

You don’t want to commit to something you no longer have passion for. But then again, you’ve spent so much time on it that it’s hard to leave.

“You should,” he responds, honest.

You scoff, shaking yourself from that moment of vulnerability. “But why would I quit something I’m good at?”

“If you don’t like it. If it hurts to leave but isn’t any better when you stay, you should leave.”

You roll your eyes. “You’re quite the philosopher.”

“I’m smart, right?”

You smile.

“Oy, you two!” Chenle calls, making his way to you two with Jisung trailing behind. “I don’t mean to interrupt your flirting but you got a spare water bottle?”

“Are you two going out now?” Jisung asks as a follow-up, and you feel a hot flush for some reason, unlike the previous times you’ve been asked this question.

“No,” you answer. You don’t mind the idea though now.

“Don’t lie,” Chenle complains. “I saw that picture of Sungchan teaching you how to kick a ball. You? And soccer? Something’s up.”

You throw up your hands in exasperation. “Seriously, who keeps up posting to the school page? And where do they get the time?”

"Two people with this much compatibility will always be a hot topic."

"We're not compatible," you retort quickly.

"Wait," Jisung says. "I know how to resolve this."

You raise an eyebrow.

"How do you have your cereal?" He asks, looking from you to Sungchan.

"Cereal first, obviously," you answer.

Sungchan looks up, finger below his chin as he thinks. "I drink the milk first, then eat the cereal and then breakdance to mix it all together."

You pinch your nose. "I swear I question your sanity all the time."

"Hah! That means you're thinking about me all the time."

You look away, rolling your eyes. He responds with an open-mouthed smile and finger guns.

"See?" Jisung grins. "Compatible."

The gruff voice of Coach Lee startles the four of you and Sungchan leaves with a sigh and a promise of meeting after practice. Jisung leaves with Sungchan and Chenle gives you one last teasing smirk before sitting down and going through the assignment papers he was using as a fan previously. You will never understand his miraculous ways of performing his presidential duties.

You don’t have a good feeling about the next match. The only reason you’re even sticking around anymore—as embarrassing as it—is to spend more time with Sungchan. Being with him puts you at ease, even if the school tries to wrap the two of you in a rope of uneasiness. This is your very last practice, for the next match is the final one of this year and then you’ll be back to spending even longer hours at the library with a stack of textbooks. It’s supposed to be a carefree age. At least, adults say that. Your high school life seems to be riddled with worries, and with that thought, you head into the air conditioned room to take a breather off your anxieties.

Only one more match, you remind yourself.

The pre-match buzz is driving you to the edge.

Your form is off, you can feel it already and Coach Kim isn’t as sunshine-as-rainbows as she usually is, courtesy to it being the last match of your life. She’ll never know though, how much you don’t want to do this.

Sungchan waves at you as he usually does before a match, disappointing a third of his fangirls, but it helps you ease. One last time, (name).

Watching the crowd of people, parents and siblings and friends, all excited and talking makes you take a deep breath. You practiced but it wasn’t good enough. You can never do well at something you don’t like anymore. This time, you feel guilty for committing to things half-heartedly. You want to start that fresh new college chapter already, with all of this behind.

There’s ten minutes left. You go back to the empty hall outside the lockers only to pace. This isn’t helping.

“(name)!”

You turn around abruptly to find Sungchan’s tall figure, and you must be looking miserable because his smile falls.

He doesn’t even ask what’s wrong, only takes careful steps towards you. “Do you need water? Medicine?”

His hands hover over your shoulder but he doesn’t burden you with them. You put your face in your palms and sigh, sinking down to the floor in a crouch.

“I want to quit,” you whisper. Your voice comes off more brittle than you’d like, and you realize that Sungchan hasn’t seen you cry since seventh grade when you failed a math test. You didn’t tell him then but you appreciated him studying extra hours for math just to teach you.

“You don’t have to go out there if you don’t want to,” he says quietly, dropping to the floor beside you. “I’ll stay with you.”

You stare at him dumbfounded. “Don’t be ridiculous! They’ll lose without you—you’re the ace, Sungchan!”

“There will always be an ace,” he retorts. “Maybe Jisung will finally get to shine. Or anyone else. I don’t mind spending an hour with you alone.”

You feel a hot flush spread over your cheeks. Looking away to the side, you mumble an ‘alright’ and only glance from the corner of your eye to see him smiling. Jung Sungchan is the most unreasonable boy you’ve ever met. Perhaps it makes him somewhat loveable too.

“It’s your last match,” you whisper helplessly.

“I’ll join the college soccer club and get to play more matches.”

You sigh, giving in. If he’s so adamant, you think that perhaps there is something in you worth sacrificing his game over. It makes an oddly warm feeling bloom in your chest. Sungchan is so damn convincing with his words. You wonder if it’s really okay.

With shoulders touching, an awkward silence takes over in the next second. You turn to him and open your mouth, watch him do the same and close it at the same time he does.

“You know,” he begins, “I was kind of lying about not worrying because I get the feeling coach will evaporate me tomorrow but—I can handle it. Mostly.”

You stare at him with wide, worried eyes. “You don’t have to do this, Sungchan. I’m the one running away.”

You slouch, pulling your knees closer to your chest and burying your face in them. The urge to scream is boiling within you but you can’t get caught. Not now.

“Sometimes to run is the brave thing,” he responds, insightful. “If you’re not up for it, it’s better to quit early than to regret it in the long run.”

You don’t know if it’s the fact that he just quoted Taylor Swift or spoke like your old school counselor—but you find yourself laughing. He makes sense. Sungchan, in his weird, oddball ways, always makes sense. And in that same way, he feels like home.

“You’re so good to me,” you say, looking up at him and at a proximity you’ve never been before.

It’s his turn to fluster, though he doesn’t do so as visibly as you do. He clears his throat, shifting his eyes around before meeting yours. “I- This is bad timing but… I like you. I really do. Since third grade when you drew that birthday card for me. I have it in my bedside drawer, by the way.”

He looks away and makes a face, probably wondering why he said that out loud.

You press your lips tight to prevent the smile that tugs at them. He looks at you with a wobbly smile, trying his hardest to resume his usual dignity—but he’s just a boy, after all.

“My type is dumb and pretty, though?” You tease, the smile escaping. “You said it yourself.”

He blinks. “Well, I am pretty but if you want me to be stu—”

You shake your head. “I like you too. You don’t have to act cute.”

He pauses, thinking. “I have never acted cute in my life ever. I was born cu—”

You hold his face between your thumb and forefinger. “You do that again and you die.”

He breaks into a smile.

“I’ve never met someone quite like you,” you whisper, embarrassed of your own feelings bubbling up from the bottle you had kept them in.

He laughs, open-mouthed and pretty.

“Actually, hey, I didn’t like you all this time from fifth. I liked you and then I didn’t like you and then I liked you again—”

“Okay, I get it.”

His shoulders relax and he smiles at you. You look up at the clock on the wall by the entrance to the field and bite your lip. You don’t love performing anymore but you know all the girls do, even the stand-bys. Jisung might not have to take over Sungchan’s position but you bet one of those tenth graders would love to take yours, the same way you did back then. They’ve practiced harder than you too and it’s only a matter of deserving.

You take a deep breath and get up, pulling up Sungchan by the hand. He raises an eyebrow, inquisitive eyes scanning over your face and you smile at him, strengthening your resolve. You should have done this way sooner.

Sungchan plays. You don’t let him sit it out with you.

Halfway through, you cheer the hardest you ever have, plastic decorative gemstones stuck by your eyes borrowed from the other girls cheering. It’s much more fun, you think. You’ve never experienced soccer like this. You’d love to sit at stadiums and join in victory chants. There’s enough weight off your chest to yell your lungs out.

Sungchan scores a goal almost immediately after and sends a thumbs up over to you. You laugh. This is the best break you’ve ever taken from cheerleading.

“Ooh, is this perhaps the (name) effect?” Chenle’s voice rings through the speakers and you feel yourself shrink slightly under the eyes. Out of the corner of your eye, you can see your homeroom teacher signal very angrily to the commentator box. You shake yourself off it. So what if everyone’s looking?

Sungchan places his hands on his hips, chest heaving and sends another signal to you before beelining for a straight goal. You whoop and the girl with a notebook beside you is visibly annoyed at this point but you don’t care.

Without doubt, your school wins and you watch as Sungchan runs to his team, a big smile on his face. The second he’s done getting pet by the team, however, he rushes to the bleachers, skipping over the steps to you, panting when he stops. The risk he took was definitely not calculated. He holds up one finger while he heaves.

“My cheering worked best this time, it seems,” you say to him, laughing.

His face is flushed from the exertion but he laughs heartily. “You could be yelling profanity at me and it’d still encourage me.”

You shake your head at the cheesy line. He takes a step forward, well inside your space but you don’t mind. He leans in.

“Everyone is looking at us,” he says under his breath. “Is that a good or a bad thing?”

You look behind him to find the whole team, along with your girls sharing furtive glances and giggling at the sight of the two of you. A few of the junior girls slap each other’s arms, bouncing on the balls of their feet in excitement. You’re not a celebrity. But everyone wants to cheer things on once in a while, don’t they?

“Good,” you answer, before pulling him by the shirt into a chaste kiss. When you pull apart, Sungchan’s face is so struck with awe that you want to look away but instead you bite back an obvious smile. It’s about damn time, someone from the soccer team yells.

“Woah. I think I scored a goal either way,” he says, an offbeat smile on his face.

“Oh come on, we didn’t even get to chant ‘Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!’ yet—oh shit, the mic’s on.”

Chenle is definitely getting an earful from your teacher after this. The two of you wave at him at the box and end up laughing at him trying to hide behind the desk.

As expected, the whole crowd surrounds the two of you in less than a minute’s worth of time, with several congratulations and “good score” offered to the two of you. The boys mess up Sungchan’s hair while the girls compliment you on how cute a couple you are. There’s also the question of when you started dating that pauses the buzz and makes everyone look to the two of you for an answer. Sungchan turns to you and you turn to him, and there’s no way you’ll tell half the school that your confession came in a private hallway outside the field—teenage imaginations run wild.

Instead, you slip your hand into Sungchan’s and run down the bleachers and towards the exit, laughter spilling from your lips. There’s only one place you can think of going to spend a cool blue late afternoon with.

“Skate plaza?” He asks.

“Skate plaza,” you answer.

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dream merch discord recap (june 12, 2021) - disclaimer: i may have missed some things or mistakenly heard other things, apologies in advanced for that!

he has not played the new minecraft update

dream “knows” the date george is coming to florida but he’s not saying it :p

dream doesn’t have anyone muted on twitter

dream guesses his favorite disney princess is belle

sapnap has seen dream’s feet before

he’s not actually connor’s dad in the dsmp lore

dreamnap do not have nicknames for each other D:

dream likes olives but especially black olives

his mother makes homemade pickles

he doesn’t have a phone case

he has dropped his phone from his ear onto concrete in the parking lot before and the screen didn’t crack

dream has six fingers /j

he pours cereal first not milk when making cereal

dream calls sapnap nick most of the time :D

what’s your dream car? “idk the one that gets me to point A to point B consistently”

he finally fixed his sleep schedule, woke up at 8 am today

mrbeast owes dream a tesla because he never sent dream the audio file

dream is a very analytical person - he thinks with numbers/data

creativity is one his strengths that he is the most proud of

3 to 4 years ago, dream used to say george looks like shawn mendes a lot, now he doesn’t resemble him as much

patches is currently sleeping <3

swimming is very relaxing to dream, he swam the other day!

many houses in florida have pools than other places, even the cheapest houses in orlando have pools

dream has merchendise defects (misprints on merch) + milestone merch and he wants to give them away to those who live in orlando (probably to anyone but the event will be held in orlando) though he doesn’t want it to be a covid super-spreader thing so once you pick up your item you gotta dip. just all an idea though

he has been donating them to charity too though :)

dream has likely read Heroes of Olympus before a long time ago

he says that he’ll do a give away of his childhood books with his signature on it

he was obsessed with the series (Percy Jackson)

he really liked the Alex Rider series

has all of Maximum Ride books, 39 clues books

has read the legend series, the twilight series, and the maze runner

has all/read of the harry potter books, divergent, eragon

he would read all the time, to the point he would read more than one book a day (a book worm he says)

dream had a goal to read 200 books in a year and he wind up reading about 150

he doesn’t want to call it a library but- growing up he had something like that that had 600 or 700 or more books in it (privileged he admits it)

he has not read a book since he started youtube (about 2 years)

dream has a folder called Book that has his own writing in it

word count: 76000 words for one of his stories

another one he wrote 5 chapters of

he sounds very excited/embarrassed talking about the stories he wrote he’s so endearing

the very first paragraph of one of his stories (he was young when he wrote this) “What exactly is darkness? is it the lack of light? is it a pit of nothingness? ... your mind is full of darkness...” then he couldn’t continue.

the story is about a kid who wakes up in a cell and has no idea where he is with other people who are in the same situation

dream has a world building document

he has a sequel to the first book he has ever written

he found a query letter that he wrote because he wanted to get his book published- he finds it very funny

he’s calling himself a nerd but idk it’s kind of endearing

“as you can tell i’ve always been incredibly cool and not a nerd at all! ever.”

he cringes at his own old videos

dream took a lot of inspiration from witches and wizards by james patterson for writing

the story is written in a way where the main character is actually writing the story so you’re getting input from the main character during it. there’s a lot of sarcasm in it and it’s making dream laugh

very first person narrator

he feels like it’d be very cool if he were to publish his works he wrote when he was 16 on amazon or something but he probably never would because he’d have to read through all of it and it’s just embarrassing for him

dream used to video call sapnap fairly frequently- even before youtube

he strictly remembers, a very long time (at least 7 to 9 years) ago he was at his old childhood house he video called sapnap. he was wearing a (technically) suit and he remembers specifically that he was giving sap a tour...

“snazzy in a suit”

he had no reason to put on the suit (wow time is a flat circle huh)

drista is pretty close to sapnap’s height, she’s like 5′7″ but sap is still taller than her

dream filmed the whole thing when he and sapnap met but... it’s... gone because when he was clipping that one clip for twitter... it edited the whole video

he’s sure when they meet up with george they will film that too :D

DREAM IS PRETTY SURE THAT HE AND GEORGE WILL MEET THIS YEAR-- HE SAYS A 95% CERTAINTITY the five percent is like either restrictions or visa issues

dream does not play any instruments but he had a guitar hanging on his wall when he was younger...

dream is convinced they’re the same height but also sapnap is probably taller??

they had george compare his height to a door frame and dreamnap were googling for any doorframes to find any possible chance that george is taller than 5′8″ ... nothing came up

there’s a chance they’re both lying about being 5′8″

sap and george will literally just show up in stilts to prove they’re taller than each other /j

dream without shoes is between 6′2″ and 6′3″ with shoes he’s 6′3.5″

dream is talking about awesamdude’s fake height arc again LOL

dreamnap are very private people so they don’t bother each other but george doesn’t care and would just barge into their rooms and start bothering them- they were all joking about that over a voice call

he will visit europe

he thinks that greece would be a cool place to visit because sapnap’s family is from there :) so it’ll be like a nice “treat” to go back with sap :D

dream isn’t entirely sure that the dream team meet up will happen this year but he’s working out the details because he wants to make sure it’s safe

he’s talking to youtube about his face reveal

it’s up to george if he wants to eat healthy when they finally move in

dream just has a lot of meat and vegetables in his house

spinach with chicken is good

not much fruit (only apples and tomatoes)

“DRISTA IS 5″ is trending on twitter LOL (her height got cut off)

dream doesn’t want people flying to different places because he doesn’t want to encourage travel so he wants to do all of the meet ups with a two day heads up at most

he thinks that it’s awesome that ranboo and tubbo are meeting soon !! :D

it’s very cool to dream to see how far everyone’s has come since the beginning of the dsmp. everyone has done so much

dream finalized his youtube plan a couple weeks before he uploaded his video and he was talking to drista about how he was gonna be a big youtuber in a parking lot :”)

she was the first person he really ever talked to about it

dream would love to teach george how to drive it’d be really funny :D (a very good video or a livestream idea)

dream knows how to ride a bike, he used to have to bike to school

he can’t explain dnf.gay he has no clue he is not responsible. sapnap was the one who found it LOL. he is adamantly exclaiming that it was not him

dream doesn’t worry about views/likes/dislikes a lot- mainly views but that’s for the new uploads

he hasn’t uploaded in like a month and a half (*cries*)

he wants to stream at some point but he doesn’t know when

he wants to play geoguessr but not now... he doesn’t want to alt stream rn- maybe tomorrow!

he is insisting that the splash text on his minecraft home screen is by callahan

he asked callahan to send him bunch of text files that are dream team related so that the splash can rotate through it but callahan thought it was funny (it is) to put only dreamnotfound <3 so it doesn’t ever change at all and dream doesn’t even know how to change and he has asked callahan to change it but he said no (even though dream pays him LMAO)

the video referenced in the padilla’s video is still in the works, it might be handed over to sapnap though !

he has no idea if he will be in MCC pride yet

padilla got dream’s input for the video, dream found him to be a very nice guy ! :) it’s the first interview that dream did that wasn’t by a person with a negative opinion of dream

dream felt relaxed doing the interview with padilla

?????? he’s blaming callahan for his “dnfisreal” nickname in bedwars

he’s blaming callahan for a lot of dnf-related stuff

callahan runs the dream fanart account thus the liking of dnf content

he’s so insistent that it was callahan

dream admits that he was lying about the twitter and other stuff but for sure callahan did code the splash text in LOL

dream liking that tweet “the chances of george doing a hot tub stream is the same of dnf dating” was “funny” he wasnt trying to do any commentary...

the inside joke of “oh it’s all just a joke to you” originates from george and sapnap actually always fighting (like them yelling and shouting at each other) and george said something really mean and sapnap was hurt then geroge said “it was just a joke” and sapnap replied with that line and ever since then it’s been a meme LOL

he says that everyone does the hand-on-the-passenger-seat-while-reversing thing

dream is offline raiding with his chat with 6k people

dream appreciates us and will talk to us soon!

#dreamwastaken #dreamblr #long post #really long post xd #summary #not really a summary... literally just everything he said #merch discord

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