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mediocre-writerr · 3 years

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all for us [the wilds girls]

the wilds girls x platonic fem reader

requested: I love your imagines a lot, you’re an amazing writer! I had a promt where maybe the reader is the youngest of all the girls and basically the younger sister they all never had and they all care and love for her very much (maybe short flashbacks with moments of her and the girls) and once their quarantine is over they realize she’s missing and it turns out she got internal injury or something else quite angsty and the girls do everything they can for her

*not my gif*

“So tell me about Y/N Y/L/N.” Agent Young says.

“Y/N Y/L/N?” Leah asks and Agent Young nods, “Where do I even begin?”

You were the youngest of the group. Not too much younger than them, but still younger. And just like regular siblings being the youngest had its perks and downfalls.

For one, you could never go anywhere alone. Even to pee, the girls would not let you out of their sight.

But, you got away with almost everything. The girls couldn’t stay mad at you for too long, not even Toni could stay mad at you. And she could literally stay mad at anyone until the day she died.

“I’m taking you and her were close?” Agent Fader asks.

“Yeah, she was close to pretty much everyone. She’s like a little bean we all wanted to protect. You just wanted to squish her cheeks ever time you see her.”

“Leah? What are you doing up here?” you ask her, plopping down onto the sand further away from everyone.

She shakes her head staring out at the sun that was just beginning to set, “Just reading the notes he left me...again. I know I’m pathetic.”

“I wasn’t gonna say that.” you reply and she looks at you wide-eyed.

“You weren’t?”

You shake your head, smiling at her a little bit, “You were in love. I’ve never been in love before, but when you’re in love you’re in love. And he dumped you which wasn’t cool. I don’t support your relationship with him, but it’s only natural to be heartbroken over it.”

“You’re wise for your age.” she says, ruffling your hair.

“If I ever meet Jeffery, I’m gonna kick his ass.” you warn her, looking at her dead in the eye.

“You probably can, if I’m being honest.” Leah states and she lets out a small laugh.

Yes, mission accomplished.

You nod with your fists up, pretending to block, “Hit him with that one, two, punch. Pow. Pow pow pow!” you mimic, punching the air in front of you.

Your fake fighting causes her to laugh a little louder and harder. So you decided to take it up a notch, get her distracted a little more.

You get up from where you were standing. And lift one leg up, like Daniel did in Karate Kid, “Finish him!” you yell, making your voice a little deeper.

Kicking your feet up in the air, however you don’t stick the landing. You fall onto your back letting out a small groan and the sudden hit. Leah starts laughing uncontrollably, releasing a little snort.

That small snort causes you to start laughing along with her. Jeffery long forgotten.

“We heard from Leah that Y/N was close with everyone. Is this true?” Fader asks.

“Oh yeah 100%.” Rachel says with a nod, “It was like having yet another younger sister to take care of. Or well...them taking care of me.”

“You think you can beat me in a swim race.” Rachel asks, staring at you like you’ve just grown two horns.

You hum in response, “Yep!”

“Fine you’re on! From this point to those rocks.” she says, pointing at the rock figures in the middle of the ocean.

“Who you got?” Dot asks, Toni.

Toni looks at her with a small smirk on her face, “I’m gonna bet on the underdog this round. I got my Diet Coke on Squirt here!” Toni gestures to you, using your annoying nickname that the girls named you after.

They gave you the nickname after the turtle from Finding Nemo. You pretended to hate it, but you secretly loved your embarrassing nickname.

“You’re on!” Dot says, shaking her hand.

“On your mark, get set...GO!” Martha yells sitting along next to Marcus.

The two of you take off swimming. You start off a little slow at first trying to maintain your energy, but Rachel was the opposite. She was using everything in her power to get their as fast as she could.

When she finally started slowing down, that’s when you pushed on the gas. Moving your arms and legs in a perfect motion. Slowly, but surely you started passing her just as you made it to the rocks.

“Hell yeah!” Toni yells.

Dot groans before throwing Toni a Diet Coke.

“How the hell did you do that?” Rachel asks you, out of breath as the two of you sat on the rocks.

“Honestly, no idea.” you say with a laugh and she rolls her eyes.

“Race you back!” she yells, jumping into the ocean.

“Cheater!” you yell before diving in after her.

Dot was slurping down her milkshake. While the two agents waited for her to stop drinking.

“Can I have another one of these?” Dot asks and Fader nods with a laugh.

“Who do you think you wanted to protect most on the island?” Young asks after Dot finishes her ten course meal.

“Y/N, hands down. I think that would be every girls answer.” Dot explains, plopping another fry into her mouth.

All of you girls were relaxing on the beach. After two days of scavenging the jungle for any sorts of food and firewood. This was the first day all of you could just relax.

“I just came up with the best idea!” you exclaim.

It was just you and Dot. The rest of the girls were scattered all over the beach, doing their own thing.

“What is it?” she asks as your eyes had that mischievous glint to them, “Oh no. I know that look!”

“We’re already stranded on a deserted island, what if we pretended we were on an episode of Naked and Afraid?!” you say, excitedly.

She releases on of her famous hearty laughs, “You want all of us to strip down naked? You really think the girls would be up for it?”

You nod your head, multiple times, “I bet at least 6/9 of the girls here have at least imagined one of us naked.”

Dot raises her eyebrows at you, “Are you one of those 6?”

“No comment...” you state.

After much convincing, you got the girls to have a pretend episode of Naked and Afraid. Everyone was stripping down of their clothes, looking at each other, trying to stifle a laugh.

The air was awkward, yet comfortable at the same time. The only awkward part was standing there unsure of what to do next.

“Y/N, you have a cute butt!” Fatin exclaims, giving you a high five.

Toni sidles up next to her to get a look, “Awe it looks like a little peach.”

You throw your face in your hands, shaking your head as a chorus full of aw’s fill the air.

Toni sat there with her arms crossed over her chest, not wanting to talk about anything to these phonies.

“So we’ve been asking the girls their opinions on everyone else, we’re gonna go one by one on the list and you’ll say one word to describe them.” Fader says and Toni just nods.

“Leah Rilke?”

“Over-thinker.” Toni replies.

“Rachel Reid?”

“Driven.”

“Dot Campbell?”

“Resourceful.”

“Shelby Goodkind?”

There was a moment of silence, trying to find the right words to say, “Complex.”

“Martha Blackburn?”

“Sister.”

“Y/N Y/L/N?”

Toni laughs to herself softly, “Squirt.”

You and Toni were out in the shallow waters of the ocean. Dot sent you and Toni on an experiment to see if watch she saw on TV actually works. Where you stand out in the water and catch a fish with your bare hands.

The two of you didn’t quite know the logistics on how it works, but you volunteered anyway. You were standing out, not too far away from the shore just reaching down trying to grab a fish to eat.

Each time you tried you came out short, “You look like an idiot right now.” Toni says, laughing at you flailing your arms in and out of the water.

“Shut up!” you say, splashing her with water.

“You guys aren’t doing it right?!” Nora yells from the shore, “You need to stay still and patient so the fish will come to you.”

“We literally picked the worst people for this job.” Shelby says and you and Toni flip her off from where you were standing, “You guys literally can not stay still for the life of you. And don’t even get me started on patience.”

“That’s rude!” you yell at her, “God can hear you! You’re supposed to be nice!”

“I’m also supposed to be honest!” Shelby shoot back and you mock her actions, before she gives you the bird herself.

“Hey that’s not allowed!” Toni yells at her girlfriend.

You start laughing with Toni, pushing her slightly. She pushes you back playfully, before it turns in to a full on battle to see who can get the other to fall first. But Toni being Toni decided to just tackle you.

“Ahhhhhh!” you say letting out a little screen, “Something’s touching me!”

“Pick it up! It could be a fish!” Toni exclaims.

You pick up the creature and yell a little louder when it bites you, tossing it in the process, “It bit me!!”

“Y/N, it’s a baby turtle!” Toni exclaims, “You were scared of a baby turtle!”

“Shut the fuck up.” you joke with her, but give her a serious look.

Toni picks up the turtle examining the cute little guy. She looks at the turtles face and then back at you doing a double take.

“It kinda looks like you.” she says, before letting it go back into the ocean.

“Fuck you.” you tease, tackling back into the ocean.

“We really picked the worst people.” Shelby says to Nora.

Both of them shaking their heads in disappointment.

“Thoughts on Y/N Y/L/N?”

“Oh intern for being the baddest bitch out there.” Fatin says with a smile on her face.

“Intern for who?” Fader asks.

“Me of course.”

Nora and Rachel were currently fighting to the death. Neither you, Leah, or Martha knew what to do.

“Y/N come over here!” Fatin says, gesturing for you to go where she was standing, “Take this bottle of lube!”

You catch the bottle of the lube she tossed you. And you raised your eyebrow up at her.

“Just follow my lead.” she brings her toothbrush up to her mouth, “Nora has Rachel pinned on the ground.” she mocks an announcer you would hear on ESPN.

“But Rachel is not giving up too easily folks!” you go along with your guys’ bit, “I don’t know about you Fatin, but I have never seen a girl fight this interesting in my life!”

“Agreed, usually it’s just a bunch of-HOLY SHIT that was a knee to the tit ladies and gentlemen!” she yells out.

“Is Rachel out for the count?!” you add on watching the fight unfold in front of you.

It’s probably not the best time to make jokes, but you all need to let loose once in awhile.

“Wait...she’s getting up!” Fatin yells.

“Oh my gosh she’s not...OUCH! That was knee to the twat!” you yell wincing at the pain that was just brought upon Nora.

“Y/N, how do you feel about this fight?” Fatin asks.

You shake your head, “I don’t know you have two amazing fighters going head to head for the very first time. We have Rachel, olympic diver, very strong and very determined. But then we have the underdog of the hour Nora who is small and scrawny, but she’s packing quite a punch. It could be anyone’s game.”

“You’re absolutely right Y/N! But Rachel now as Nora pinned to the ground and she can’t seem to get up! This fight might be over everyone!!”

“Hey there.” Shelby says, sitting down at the metal table.

“Hello Shelby, can we get you anything?” the two men ask and she just sit back in her seat, shaking her head.

Fader nods, “Well let’s get started, shall we?”

The three of them have a long conversation before Shelby ultimately decides to stop the interview all together.

“Wait just one question!” Fader exclaims as Shelby stands up, “How do you feel about Y/N?”

At the sound of your name Shelby freezes in her spot, “My favorite person on the island.” fear and worry start to fill her body at why the sudden question about you, “Is she okay??”

You were trekking in the jungle looking for some source of food. All of you ate all the food when the rescue plane was coming, but it’s not coming anytime soon so here you were.

Shelby, Toni, and Martha said they were gonna go out looking, but none of them were to be found. So you decided to go on a little expedition to find them. You heard rustling coming from the tree up ahead, so you decided to follow the noise.

Only to see Toni and Shelby basically naked under a lychee tree, “Oh my god!!!” you yell, covering your eyes with your hand.

“AHHH!” the two girls scream, but you couldn’t see what they were doing.

You turned around facing towards the direction you came from, “Sorry sorry. I was just looking for you guys and food. I uh I didn’t mean to.” you say, shaking your head.

“Jesus Y/N you scared us!” Shelby yells and you can hear rustling.

Hopefully, they were putting their clothes back on.

“Damn it I was getting laid!” Toni says jokingly and you could hear a smack hit her arm.

“Leave our daughter alone!” Shelby jokes and you laugh softly.

“Can I turn back around now?” you ask meekly.

“Yes.” the two girls say and you release a sigh and turn around to face the two girls.

You look at their flush faces, “You guys couldn’t have gone a little farther away?” you ask, “Thanks to you I’m more traumatized than I already was.” you joke.

“Oh c’mon you know you liked it.” Toni nudges your shoulder as the two of you walk back to the camp.

Your face flushes as you put your head in your hands, “Stop corrupting her!” Shelby yells at her.

“Let me see her!” Shelby yells at the two men.

“We can’t let you do that. You girls aren't allowed to see each other yet. Not for awhile.” Agent Young says.

“Can you at least tell me if she’s okay?” she asks, looking at the two men with her eyebrows raised.

“She’s fine.”

That didn’t relieve the feeling in Shelby’s chest that something could possibly be wrong. But she couldn’t do anything, even if we tried.

The girls didn’t know how long they were quarantined. It felt like months and it probably was a couple months. They finally let all of the girls hang out together in the small courtyard.

All of them hugging one another, super glad to see each other. Knowing that everyone’s okay. Well...everyone who made it.

“Y/N? Where’s Y/N?” Leah asks, looking at all the other girls.

“She was okay when we left. She should be here.” Dot adds on.

Shelby face was flushed with worry, “They wouldn’t let me see her when I asked about her. I asked if she was okay, but they said she was fine.”

Fader was standing there with a guilty look on his face. Toni’s blood was boiling at the look on his face. She runs up to him, pushing him against the wall, holding onto him by the collar.

“Where the fuck is she?!” she yells.

Which causes Agent Young to burst into the room, “What’s going on here?”

“Where is Y/N?!” Toni yells again, but at the other man.

Agent Young locks eyes with Fade and he subtly nods, “She’s in the infirmary. Her heart was in bad condition, so she needed open heart surgery. The surgeons are working on her right now.”

“You told me she was fine when I was being interrogated.” Shelby says in between gritted teeth, “Did you lie?”

The two men don’t answer. They just stare anywhere, but at the other girls. The silence spoke louder than any words did. Fatin scoffs at the men’s actions.

“That’s why you wanted to know huh?” Leah asks, her imagination running wild, “You wanted to know about her because you were wondering if she was worth saving. Isn’t that right?”

Neither of the men decided to speak again.

“Let us see her.” Rachel says, staring at them intensely.

“We can’t do that. She’s in surgery right now.” Young says.

Toni pushes Fader up against the wall yet again, “You’re gonna let us see her when she’s out. No excuses. No bullshit. You’re gonna let us see our friend.” Toni threatens.

The girls sat in the waiting room of the infirmary. Leah paced back and forth chewing on her fingernail. Toni was trying to console a worried Shelby. While Dot, Rachel, and Fatin sat in the seats waiting impatiently.

Agent Young filled the girls in on your condition. You had a heart disease before you came onto the island. And your parents gave you a little trip to help because of the depressive state you were in. Little did they know you would be trapped on an island with none of the medication that was needed to help you survive.

All of the rigorous activity brought your heart to a weaker state than ever before. When the girls got saved, you were already experiencing symptoms of heart failure. And you were put under immediate watch when you reached the facility. You were getting better, but then your heart gave out and you needed to get an artery reconstructed.

“We already lost too much.” Fatin whispers in the tense silence of the waiting room.

“Nora, Martha...” Rachel draws out.

“We can’t lose Y/N.” Toni adds.

“The girl who loved the most has a heart condition. How ironic is that?” Dot asks.

“I’m scared guys.” Leah whispers.

“She’s strong, she’ll pull through.” Shelby says, trying to boost their hope, but she’s losing faith herself.

After God knows how long the doctor finally came out. All of the girls looking up at her. Tears brimming all of their eyes, scared for the answer they were about to get.

“She’s okay. We managed to repair it without too much trouble. You guys can see her now.” the doctor says and everyone lets out this huge breath.

A smile breaks out on Fatin’s face as tears spill from her face. The six girls walk into your hospital room where you were laying peacefully. Your eyes somewhat open, you had a soft smile on your face as you stared at the girls.

“Hey guys!” you exclaim, as excited as you can.

Dot lets out a small sniffle, “You scared us, asshole!”

“Why didn’t you tell us about your condition?” Fatin asks, tears still streaming down her face.

You shrug, “We already were going through too much. I didn’t want to worry everyone more or get treated any differently. Rachel, if I told you about my heart would you have raced me?”

She shakes her head, “No.”

“Exactly.”

Rachel, Dot, and Fatin take a seat on the foot of the rock-hard hospital bed. You scooted over so Leah could cuddle in next to you. While Shelby and Toni pulled up a chair right by your side.

Leah rests her head on your shoulder, “We thought we were gonna lose you Squirt.” Toni says, ruffling your hair.

Shelby was still crying, looking at you full of worry. You look at the blonde beauty who was now bald, but she still looked beautiful.

“Come here.” you whisper to her. You scoot over closer to her Leah, making room for her.

She sits next to you, crying into your chest, “Hey. I’m okay Shelby.” you look at all of the other girls who still had worry on their face, “I’m okay guys. We’re all okay.”

But the girls don’t look convinced.

“Listen to my heart Shelby, it’s still beating. Just focus on that okay?” you tell her and she nods. Even Leah could hear your heart beating from here.

“You’re really okay?” Shelby asks and you nod.

“I’m okay. I promise.” you say, giving each of the girls a look, They all nod with small smiles, “Now how the hell do we get out of here?” you whisper.

And each of you give each other a small smirk, “Time for the Great Escape.”

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seongwhy · 3 years

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ateez if a curvier girl liked them

disclaimer!! i am 100% sure these boys would like you for you and not for how many curves you have. you are beautiful no matter what !!! as a curvier girl myself, writing this made me happy hehe

seonghwa

let’s be honest. seonghwa loves curvy girls

i mean he loves all girls, but smth abt a curvy lady gets him going

so imagine his face when a curvy girl likes him !!!!!

you’d tell him “seonghwa... u kinda cute doe” and he’d be like😳😃

he’s had his eye on you for a while

he jus luvs your personality and your humour

and your curves

tbh he’s snuck a glance every now and then

you’d bend down to grab the tv remote and suddenly he’s blushing and thinking of everything he’d do to u omg

or you’d wear a crop top and sit down and your belly might show a lil bit and he melts in his seat

all he wants is to feel ur pretty body

but .. unfortunately u didn’t think that he would like you

you thought that he only had his eye out for the slimmer girls, but that was simply not true queen

so it took u a sec to confess your feelings for him

but once you did you were so surprised at his response

“hey seonghwa, i know that you probably don’t think the same but like i rlly think ur cute and funny and pretty and i rlly like u but i know i’m not rlly ur type and like that’s fine-“

“wait!!! u like me”

“i like u too !!!!!!! who tf told u that ur not my type bc i will beat them up ur gorgeous who told u that >:((((“

and u explain to him that it was just ur brain and he says Never to think that about yourself !!!! bc you are beautiful !!!!

and then ur both just uwu in love with each other and he’s in love w ur curves and ur in love with his chicken legs and it’s amazing and wonderful and you’re so happy you said something bc otherwise you wouldn’t have found the love of ur life :’)

hongjoong

hongjoong is Obsessed

obsessed w your thighs and your tummy and your booty

when u tell him u like him he’s not only like “holy shit i like you too” he’s imagining alllllll the things he can do w u and ur curves

when u first start going out and dating and such it’s great it’s amazing he makes you laugh and you feel beautiful bc he makes you feel beautiful

but when you start opening up to him about your insecurities you thought things would change

but they didn’t !!!!!!!! he started loving u harder

and every day since that first time you cried in his arms he tells you you’re beautiful

“hi honey u look gorgeous”

“baby !!!!! i love that dress on you”

“hey bb, since i can’t see you today i’m just letting u know that you’re beautiful !! and i love and miss you !!!!”

“there’s my fav tummy!!”

he will not Stop telling you how beautiful u are you’re not complaining

he thinks ur a queen and he treats you like one

he loves all of you. all the cellulite and all the curves and all dimples

and he’s not shy abt it either ;)

yunho

ok listen up sweeties

yunho doesn’t rlly pay attention to figure

i mean ofc he LOves your body and he thinks you’re beautiful

but he would not like you if not for your personality

which is absolutely amazing

and so he doesn’t rlly understand when you tell him that you don’t wanna eat that ice cream or the pizza

he thinks you’re beautiful (bc you are) so why don’t u think you’re beautiful too ??????

why won’t u eat w him ????

why wont you take ur shirt off in front of him ???

so one day he brings u mcdonald’s and a shamrock milkshake yummy!!!!

and he sits down w u and watches you try and do everything but eat

so he stops u and looks at u and tells u everything you’ve ever wanted to hear

“babe plz eat in front of me... i think your body is beautiful and i think you’re beautiful and i would not buy u food if i didn’t think so”

and u know this is true bc yunho loves his food and his own shamrock shakes

so u smile at him and lay in his arms and u eat that damn burger!!!!!!

he makes all your insecurities go away

he loves u so much u literally can’t breathe

he’s always hugging you and feeling you up and wrapping his huge arms around u

and he makes u so comfy with yourself

and you love him

and he loves u

yeosang

ok yeosang loves u

and u know it he lowkey highkey makes it obvious

everytime you walk in he either 1) gets all blushy and stops talking mid sentence

“dude!!! stop destroying my fucking hous- uh uh h-hi y/ n”

i don’t actually know what they do in fortnite but if u do and this is wrong just imagine minecraft instead

or 2) he tries to be all tuff and show off

“oh hey y/n” he says as he casually rolls up his sleeve and stretches

but what he Doesn’t know is that u like him too!!!!!!!!!!!!!

he thinks ur waaaaaay our of his league

i mean just take a look at u!!! ur thighs ur belly ur boobiez

p e r f e c t i o n

but one day he accidentally walks in on you and seonghwa talking (he thinks u like seonghwa)

and he hears u like “idk seong he’s really cute and so nice to me and such an angel... also have u seen dem arms doe !!”

and What The Heck

yeosang cannot believe it

u???? the girl of his DREAm s ??? likes HIM ???

and what do u know when he hears that he suddenly can’t keep his balance and trips right over

over what exactly ?? his dignity

and he falls right in front of u and seonghwa

seonghwa just snickers and laughs and leave the room

yeosang just stares at u for a moment before getting up and just staring at u some more

“uh yeosang?? u good”

“h a hah yeah .. i’m good”

“ok. did u hear the part where i said i think you’re cute”

“. yes i did y-es”

“ok. do u like me too”

“uh y-yeah i uh yes”

“ok. get over here dummy”

“👁👄👁”

san

ok we all know san

this weirdo

this secs ee mf that gives zero fucks

haha mmmm

^^^^ that’s what he’s like every time u walk by

idk it’s getting late i’m tired plz don’t judge

when he sees u he’s all like hehehbajsbs ajdosndbdniejn ùwú

but externally he’s like heh he h wassup

and he makes hand gestures at u like outlining ur curvy body

and winking at u

and let’s be honest he may or may not have slapped dat ass a few times

and even though it’s kinda nasty u kinda like it

u know he means well and it’s just one way he shows his love and appreciation for u

and he wouldn’t do it if you told him no !!! consent is key

and u consent bc u like the way he gets slightly flustered everytime he does it

eventually u have to give in one day bc he’s been teasing you long enough

so one day ur walking by him and he smacks ur dump truck and u spin around and grab his arm and pull him up to ur chest

and he’s like HUH

and ur like hi sannie

and he’s like “h-hi”

AND THEN U KISS HIM

AND HE LOVES IT

and he’s feeling u up and he sits you down and pulls him into his lap

and ur scared that ur too much for that

so when u start pulling away he’s like “NO I LIKE U HERE STAY U LOOK SO ORETTY SITTING ON ME”

and u giggle and stay

and then more kissing and cuddling and loving

and he makes u laugh and feel good

and u make him happy and so excited all the time

and it’s sooo good omg he luvs allllll of u so much

mingi

i may have a soft spot for this man

he’s jus so weird and funky

but he’s so cute like idk

don’t tell seonghwa

ANYWAY

those are your exact thoughts abt him too

your relationship was always like....there was tension there

ofc u always thought abt him

and he always thought abt u

u lived in his head rent free

ur curves and dimples and amazing bodyodyody

accompanied w ur amazing personality!!! what could he not love

so when u became friends he was already obsessed w u

he’s always whiny and needy for ur attention

when the boys are there he’s like “😎😈💪🦵”

BUT WHEN YOURE THERE

he does a full 180

his voice goes from deep and scruffy to all soft

the boys clown him for it

but he doesn’t care

he sends u memes all the time

he texts you every day

at first it was an occasional hey wsp and now it’s like “good morning!! how’d u sleep” “hey bb girl wanna go get boba” “u looked rlly good today”

it makes ur heart flutter

and when he started calling u baby girl in PERSON

U DIED

and tbh he didn’t mean to say it the first time it just slipped out BUT he loved the way it made u blush and look down and cross your legs a lil

so he just couldn’t stop saying it

eventually the reaction u had went down a lil bc u got used to it

and that was when he decided he needed to do more

so eventually he got up the courage on a boba date to stop u and sit u down on a bench

and when u were like yes what is it mango

it took him a sec bc u looked so PRETTY in your dress

your thighs crossed and the way your boobies sat in it

he couldn’t help but stare (respectfully)

and u were like HELLo

and he cleared his throat and was like “ur really pretty”

and u blushed and covered yourself w ur arms

and he was like No >:( ur gorgeous and took your hands in his

and kissed them and kissed your arm all the way up to ur face

and he kissed your cheeks and was like these cheeks are so cute

and kissed ur nose and was like i love your nose

and then ur lips

and he didn’t have to say anything for you to know he loved your lips just as much as he loved your everything else

wooyoung

okay if i thought hongjoong was obsessed .

wooyoung is a whole other story

as soon as u step into the room ur the only one that matters

he would stop answering the boys

he would only be looking at you

trying his best to make u laugh it works

bc he loves the way your face lights up when u smile

and how your body shakes when u laugh

and he loves talking to u

abt anything and everything

so he becomes your very best friend

and when u get comfortable to share your insecurities with him he gets so sad and mad

he gets so ANGERY

he’s like WHO SAID THAT WHY WOULD U THINK THAT U ARE AMAZING AND BEAUTIFUL AND AKSJDJAJFJAKL

and one day ur ranting to him about something SOME DUMB ASS BOY said to u in class

AND HES LIKE I WILL BEAT HIM UP NO ONE TALKS TO MY BABY LIKE THAT

and ur like 😳 “y-your baby?”

and he’s like oh fuck fuck fuck fuck

he starts to apologize and ramble

and u just giggle

he’s like ??????

and ur like “i’ll be your baby wooyoungie”

“if you’ll be mine too”

AND HE CANNOT BELIEVE

he runs up to u and picks u up and spins u around and he kisses u and he’s like MY BABY

“dats ma baby and aint nobody finna touch em”

^^ that’s what he’s like w u

and he’s so happy youre his and he’s yours

cuz now he gets all your curves to himself hehehehehehehehehe

jongho

jongho is such a softie

especially for u

he melts everytime he sees your soft skin and your pretty face

he tries really hard to be all tuff around u

but it never pans out

bc he’s so in luv w how pretty you are

in his mind u are the most perfect person ever

he lets u vent to him abt anything

he likes to talk to u abt everything

deep or not

and one day you’re like “hey jongho, i’ve never heard u talk abt a girl before”

and he goes all blushy and is like ha ha i uh i guess u haven’t

and u ask if he has a crush

and he goes even redder

and ur like “U DO OMG TELL KE ABT HER”

sooooo he does

“well she really pretty and has such a kind heart and beautiful eyes and an amazing smile and the prettiest curves i’ve been talking to her for a while and she makes me so happy”

“she’s so gorgeous but she doesn’t think so and it makes me really angry i just wanna tell her she’s beautiful”

and ur like “awww just tell her then! she’ll love hearing that from you” oblivious mf

so jongho sits up straight and looks u right in the eyes and says “ok then. you’re beautiful y/n”

you’re eyes go wide and u open ur mouth to say smth but nothing comes out

so u just hug him

and he wraps his arms around u and says “it’s true, you’re so beautiful”

and u just hug him tighter

and the night is perfect :,)

and he’s perfect

and he’s so grateful u asked him that question

#seonghwa #ateez #mingi #yunho #wooyoung #ateez fluff #hongjoong #yeosang #jongho #ateez scenarios #kpop #san

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prettyboongi · 4 years

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Just Spill It

Reader x Kim Taehyung

2k+ words

Genre: Crack, Fluff

[Note: I’ve been written fic lately because of school and everything. I actually had to work on a huge paper all week and was waiting until I got everything out of the way to write this. And boy, this request was such a doozy lol. The game that everyone plays in the story is that “Spill Your Guts or Fill Your Guts” game on James Corden late night show. And I have to be honest: I’m not a huge fan of talk shows or even Corden’s show for that matter. So I had to watch a bunch of videos the shows clips on YouTube just to understand the game. So yeah, this request was super challenging and I hope I got everything right ^-^}

You were putting the finishing touches on the chocolate cupcakes you’ve spent the past couple of hours baking when you heard the doorbell rang. “Must be them,” you thought to yourself. Checking the time, you saw that it was a little bit past seven in the evening. “A little late but, with them, what’s new? ”. You gave your sticky hands a quick rinse and headed towards the door.

Tonight was a very sacred night for you and the boys: the coveted Game Night. Always organized by you and thrown at your place, Game Night for you guys were legendary. Starting off with a harmless game, again of your choosing, the night would always end with someone throwing a temper tantrum, crying dramatically, yelling match between two or more of the boys or someone having to act out a degrading yet hilarious penalty for losing. Sure it was complete chaos but it was also tons of fun. There was never a dull moment with these nerds and you really cherished the time you had with them. With recording sessions, promoting albums and projects in between, it was very hard to find time to hang out. While you understand their obligations to BTS, it still makes you feel lonely most of the time. That’s why Game Night was super important to you and, knowing how important it was for you, the boys always left the planning to you.

You opened the door to an assortment of greetings, one more zany than the last. “Hey guys,” you welcomed, “come on in”. As the boys spilled in, you had to remind them about being a little less rowdy, the last Game Night being interrupted by your neighbors filing a noise complaint. “I’d rather not have the cops being called to my place again.”

“Well we wouldn’t have had the police called on us if Jin hyung didn't have that huge freak out,” Jungkook says teasingly.

“Well,” Jin responds with a fake smile, trying to hide his annoyance, “I wouldn’t have freaked out if Yoongi here wasn’t cheating!” He gestures to a totally unbothered Yoongi already relaxing on the sofa.

Stifling your laughter, you walked over to the kitchen to check on sweets you were finishing up. There you found Taehyung chowing down on the cupcakes. Seeing that he already had eaten three of the dozen you’ve made, you derided him, “Tae! Stop being a pig and save the rest for the others.”

He swallowed a mouth full of cupcake and smiled cheekily. “Come on, Y/N, you know that these are my favorite. You obviously made them for me.” He pointed to the thin strawberry slices you placed on top.

You opened your mouth in protest but stopped immediately. Yes, you knew chocolate cupcakes were his favorite. Especially with strawberries. And yes you made them with him in mind. But no way were you going to give him the satisfaction.

He eyes you impishly, as if he won this conversation. You took the cupcake tray from his reach and said to him sternly, “just wait until everyone had at least one, then you can eat the leftovers. Deal?”

“Deal”

Walking over to the living room area with Taehyung trailing behind you, you placed the tray of cupcakes next to the fried chicken Namjoon had brought over. You saw that everyone was helping themselves to heaping amounts of the crispy, savory chicken. “Please try not to fill up too much food tonight,” you warned them, “you guys will need to leave some room for what we’re playing tonight.”

“Oh, what do you have planned for us tonight?”, asked Namjoon before taking a huge bite of his food.

Before you could answer, Hoseok interjects, “Oooh! Let me guess. Striped poker?”

“No Hoseok,” you flatly answered, shutting him down.

“Strip Monopoly?” Jimin adds.

“No guys, no one is taking their clothes off. Especially not after that one Game Night,” you said rather dimly. The boys shuddered as they remembered that ill-fated night, a story left for another time. “But yeah, I got this idea from a night talk show that I found myself watching one night. The host was playing this game with their guest where they had both get to ask each other some pretty invasive questions. But if either of them chooses not to answer the question they were given, they had to eat or drink something gross that the other person picked out for them. I thought it was pretty funny and we could all try it.” Despite being excited yourself, you couldn’t help but notice an array of mixed emotions.

“I dunno, Y/N, it sounds kinda...sketchy”, Namjoon says.

“I mean yeah, but that’s kinda the point. Come on, you have to admit it's pretty interesting.”

“To be perfect honest, this game sounds fucking awful,” Yoongi opens, “but hey, what the hell. Let's how it goes.”

You ushered the guys to the balcony, where it was decorated with glowing string lights and a new set of furniture bought for this occasion. You presented the boys to a medium size table, topped with what was assumed plates covered with linen napkins.

“Here’s what we’re dealing with tonight, gentlemen,” you announced rather theatrically. One by one, you lifted up each napkin, revealing a collection of foods you knew that would churn some stomachs: fried octopus, super spicy cinnamon candies, 100% cacao chocolate, mint creme Oreos, a spinach milkshake, ambrosia salad and a fluffernutter sandwich. The boys examined each dish, some already nauseated by the sight of certain dishes. “I didn’t want to go too far like the show did,” you explained, “just took some ideas from friends back home and food I know some of you already hate.”

“Are there any winners in this game?,” Jimin asks cautiously

“No, there aren’t. Okay everyone have a seat!” After everyone had taken a seat, you went over how the game works again. “Oh, I forgot to add that you guys don’t have to necessarily finish the food. Under the table, there’s a few little trash bins you can spit into. But come on, I’m going easy on you guys, you shouldn’t need to spit anything out.”

“You call a spinach milkshake ‘going easy’ on us?” Jungkook asks.

“Don’t be a baby,” you gave Jungkook a mocking look while sitting yourself between Jin and Yoongi. “So here’s how we’re gonna take turns. We’ll start with me, then we’ll go clockwise ending with Yoongi. Is that good?” Murmurs of agreement answered your question. “Okay, for my turn I pick… Namjoon!” The sound of hearing his name startles him, causing his body to go rigid. “If you don’t answer my question, you’d have to eat the fried octopus.

“Ha, bring it then” Namjoon says, trying to feign as much confidence that he can.

“Alright,” you paused for a moment, “If you choose a Disney character to make out with, who would it be?”

“Oh that’s easy. Undoubtedly, Miss Potts,” he says matter of factly. The table goes silent, weirded out by such a choice.

“From Beauty and the Beast?”, you asked.

“Yeah.”

“Why?” asks Hoseok.

“Well, she’s a cool character. She has a warm personality and she seems like a great mom to Chip. Who wouldn’t pick her?”

Somehow that leaves even more questions than answers any. “Okay…,” you respond, still a bit perturbed, “Jin’s turn.”

Jin looks around the table to find his perfect target and finds it in none other than Jimin. “Jimin, I pick the mint Oreos for you if you don’t answer my question.” Jimin puts on a brave face but it’s obvious the anticipation is killing him inside. “There was one time during that afterparty a while ago when I saw you and Seulgi running off somewhere. You told me you two were just chatting but what were you two really up to?,” He asked with a mischievous smirk on his face. Ooooohs” echoed around the table as we waited for Jimin’s answer. With a stony smile plastered on his face, Jimin stares at Jin for a moment before reaching out for an Oreo. He takes a huge bite of the minty cookie while keeping his stare at Jin, ultimately gagging on it and having to spit out the whole thing. The whole table erupts in laughter as you said, “We’re off to a good start.”

As the night went by, the game carried on without any issues. Among the highlights was Hoseok revealing his biggest (and not surprising) kink and watching Jungkook down an entire spinach milkshake. Seeing how much fun the gang were having, you couldn’t help but feel proud of yourself for pulling off yet another successful Game Night. The game was nearing its end when the last turn went to Yoongi. And since you were the only one that hasn’t been asked a question, it was obvious this one was going to be directed towards me.

Yoongi turns to you, “The ambrosia salad for this simple question.” You nodded in agreement, not knowing what he meant by “simple”. “Are you in love with Taehyung?”

All around, everyone pauses at Yoongi’s question. Especially you, whose mind goes blank for a moment before speaking up. “What? What’re you talking about? What kind of question is that?” You tried laughing it off.

“A simple one,” he answers. “Are you in love Taehyung?”

“Of course, I love him. He’s like my best friend-”

“I mean, we all know that but are you IN love with him?” Namjoon interjects.

You look around the entire table, leaning in to hear your answer. Your eyes eventually land on Taehyung sitting across from you. He’s clearly embarrassed yet interested in hearing your answer as well. You felt your face burning up as well as your heartbeat quickening from all of this unwanted attention.. You could’ve taken the easy way out and lied, you were sure of the guys were lying when answering their questions. But you couldn’t. One, for the integrity of Game Night and second, you would have to answer yes. For the longest time, you never wanted to admit to yourself but you were in love with Taehyung. Madly in love with him. You loved the banter the two of you developed over the years. You loved how he would annoy you and then make it up by being extremely adorable. You love how he was the only man that ever made you feel special. Without any doubt, you were in love with him. However, you weren’t about to reveal it in front of the boys while playing this dumb game.

After much anticipation, you deeply sighed and ate a huge spoonful of the slightly warm ambrosia salad. You tried your best to swallow it but the conflicting textures of creamy base and the coconut flakes was too much for you. Feeling that you were about to barf, you quickly got up and ran back into the apartment. You reached the bathroom (and thankfully the toilet) and regurgitated everything you tried to keep down. You felt some tears forming at the corner of your eyes, not sure if it was from throwing up or the sheer humiliation you’ve just experienced. “Don’t let this get to you, it’s just part of the game,” you told yourself. You wiped the tears from your eyes, rinsed your mouth with mouthwash and headed out of the bathroom.

As you were walking back to the balcony, you bumped into Taehyung in the hallway. “Oh…,” was all you could muster to say. There was a brief awkward silence between you two, a rarity in your close relationship. Taehyung looks away as he scratches the back of his head while you kept your head down. “I should’ve known I was going to be hit with a question like that,” you finally opened, “ Yoongi never plays around, doesn't he?.”

“Yeah,” Taehyung responds, “except for when he’s cheating.”

You both look at each other for a moment before breaking into a light laughter, easing the tension. Once you were done giggling, you caught Taehyung staring at you with his gorgeous, sharp eyes. The look in his eyes were filled with sincere and the kind of intimacy only two best friends shared. Or maybe there was something more to that look.

"Tae-," you started but stopped when Taehyung put his hand up to your cheek, gently caressing it with his thumb.

"You don't have to say anything, Y/N" he says to you.

Earlier when Jimin asked if there were any winners in the game, it turned out there were two that night.

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fictional-worlds-are-exquisite · 3 years

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agajsksns not gonna lie being 10 feet tall sounds awesome. i have no idea how tall that is because the only thing i know about feet (that sounds so wrong) is that google is telling me that i'm 5'6 (sorry to disappoint). which is. average height right? well it doesn't feel like it coz my best friends are giants. they're both 180+ cm tall and they constantly make fun of me for being short. but honestly i win because i can always make them reach things for me.

thank you! that's very sweet, i actually only saw your reply like 20 minutes before the new year so it was right on time! i loved writing to you and waiting to hear back as well, you're a really fun person to talk to!

i know you probably won't see this for a couple of weeks before going on holiday, but have fun!

i laughed really hard at the picture my brain conjured up when reading about you dropping the vampire act and starting to pretend to be a mouse, just straight up scurrying up to the houses on all fours in a bathrobe is hilarious. i'd pay to see that. and yeah! me either. the number of times i've gone outside at night is probably like 3. that's counting that time when i went for ice cream at 11pm to the store on the other side of the street in my pajamas and then had to turn back because it apparently closes at 10 pm. that was a pretty big disappointment

a halloween themed birthday party sounds awesome! it's sort of disappointing though that you can barely remember it. the only themed birthday party i had (or at least the only one that i remember) was princess themed because i was on my princess faze back then (i was 5 or 6 i think). i still remember the sheer joy i felt at being able to wear a long fancy dress. it was brilliant

oh yeah! i'm still slightly scared of blenders because of that time. now anytime i even put my fingers close to the blade i unplug it first. also i saw you got a blender? i think we have one that's similar to the one you described. so i have a couple of suggestions! i like to make banana "ice cream". you just cut up a banana into pieces and freeze it, (i have no idea how long it takes to freeze i just generally always have frozen bananas in my freezer) then you take them out, let them sit for 10 minutes (to not break the blender when you use it) and blend them. i sometimes add frozen berries or peanut butter too! depending on what i want that day. it's great, especially because i'm slightly lactose intolerant too and i absolutely love ice cream. you can also make smoothies as you said. i usually put in mine whatever fruit we have, generally apples, bananas and oranges or grapefruits. or if i'm making one for breakfast (which i know you can't, but this is just a generally more filling option i think?) i also add spinach. you can't really feel the taste but it's supposed to be good for you and it fills you up more (it does make the smoothie super green though!). but yeah i pretty much just mix and match anything i have! also: milkshakes. ice cream, berries (optional) and milk! super easy and my little cousins love it when they visit!

ohhh your grater also seems to be out to get you. i bet it's really painful if it actually falls on your feet, because like metal. on foot. ouch. especially if it hits you with a corner! and i would definitely also get surprised every time it happened no matter how many times it did! bifocal glasses do not sound fun either tho. i would constantly forget how to use them and probably would just get headache really fast too! i get a headache from my normal glasses when i wear them (i usually wear contacts) so bifocal ones would be even worse i bet.

exactly. i had no idea what "hot" means. i thought you were supposed to use it when you thought a person was aesthetically pleasing? or like you thought they look cute? i dunno. i used it a couple of times before i realised that was not what that meant and then i was just like uhhhh yeah i'm gonna delete that word from my vocab. yeah! i think that ace and probably aro too are pretty hard to figure out because it's the lack of something.

ahahsksns i can imagine tiny Lindsey waking up on Christmas morning and running to the window expecting snow in the middle of summer and it's so funny! i can't say anything though because we have this saying in lithuanian which is used essentially when someone does something unexpected and unusual for them so you say "it's gonna snow tomorrow". as in "wow, [name] did [something super unexpected from them], it must be snowing tomorrow" (because like those are equally unexpected things i guess? but it's said in winter too so it's just something you say whenever, i'm sorry it's hard to explain!) but yeah a figure of speech. and anytime i heard that, even in the middle of summer, the next morning i'd run to my window and look for snow and when there was none, i'd just stare accusatorily at my parents. like wow, i can't believe you lied/let someone lie to me

horse races sound fun, i've never been to one though! and a picnic luch sounds awesome! i love picnics but we have them very rarely, i definitely think we should have them more often

and yeah, i get that acid reflux more of an annoyance than a problem but still! i completely agree with you about peanut butter though. it's amazing, i could eat it everyday

I know exactly how tall 10 feet is purely because I’m 5 foot so two of me is 10 foot. I barely know feet but I got used to people being confused when I was like oh, I’m 155cm! so I learnt what my height was in feet but I can really only visualise heights when I put them into centimetres. Someone can be like I’m 6 foot! and that’s great but I don’t have the faintest idea how tall that actually is. 182cm on the other hand is easy. that’s just like one ruler above my height. I can picture that. 5 foot 6 is probably average but as a short person, I consider you tall. That really isn’t saying much at my height but still sdflshdfks. Biggest benefit of tall best friends is indeed making them reach high things though.

And now we’re almost three weeks into the new year. Time seems to be flying this year. This is a very late reply indeed sdfjhskdfs. I did see this before I left but didn’t have time to reply, thank you though! I did have lots of fun. I had some birds try to invade the unit up in Orewa and I had a dotterel (I think) follow me along the beach at Ngarimu Bay playing some sort of red light green light game with me (it only moved closer and started following me again when I looked away) and I think a blackbird started some sort of mating performance at me which was flattering but uhhhh I’m a bit of a big bird mate. Maybe choose someone else. there was also beaches and gorgeous views etc etc but birds, y’know. birds.

i would 100% do that for money with no regrets. on one hand I could get a job and contribute to society. on the other hand I could do that as my main income. not a hard choice. hire me by the hour to freak your family and friends out. i have no respect for myself i’ll do it to anyone for the right price. damn. only closed one hour earlier. that’s a massive disappointment. i was out at night willingly for my high school prom and for a creative writing night at my uni and inside a car if that counts when I think my family was travelling back from the south island when I was younger. So three times that come to mind. Oh. And if stupid camp burma trails count then add a few times to that but those were not night outings I did willingly.

I can barely remember most of my life, I just assume it happened and I wasn’t just planted here at 12 years old as an alien spy. Anything’s possible though. I remember my birthday cakes more than my birthday parties to be honest with you. My mum always made the cake and when I was young she’d make fun designs. A bee, a bat, a swimming pool and a cat come to me off the top of my head. They were mostly just sponge cats but she cut them and iced them expertly. A princess-themed party seems like a very fun type of party for kids who like that. Kids always seem very happy to dress up in pretty dresses and cool outfits to attend those kinds of parties. I can imagine the joy. I know my little cousin looooves that sort of thing, and her brother isn’t willing to be left out either

thank god you unplug it first now sdfjhsdf that’s incredibly reassuring. Ooo thank you for those suggestions!!! this is great!! I was wanting to try something with bananas and that sounds easy enough. I had an apple and feijoa smoothie while I was away on holiday and all I want is another one of those. So I’m very very very interested in trying out fruit smoothies now because they seem like they can be very very tasty. Spinach seems like such an odd thing to add but I’ve heard that several times now so clearly it’s a thing. I don’t think I’ve ever even had spinach. I’ll keep it in mind though. I suppose if I just try whatever fruit we have on hand eventually I’ll get something that tastes good. I have dairy free ice cream and dairy free milk so it seems like this could work out for me in a way where I’m not regretting my entire life. Normally when I go near a milkshake I regret the day I was born.

It isn’t a super heavy grater but I have intense survival instincts every now and then so it hasn’t actually hit my foot yet. I go diving in the other direction. But I think if it did I’d probably curse a few times before moving on with my life. I don’t think it’d be THAT bad. But I live in fear regardless. oh no. do your normal glasses have a slightly wrong prescription or is this just a thing that happens when you normally wear contacts,,, I’ve never worn contacts because I fear touching my squishy eyeball and also I think my shitty eyesight is too awkward for contacts so I have no idea if that’s a thing.

oh yes haha hot has been solidly deleted from my vocab for many years except in terms of temperature. It has a word that has never naturally come to mind and I’m sure it never will. It just seems weird when I use it.

I was a fool of a child and absolutely nothing has changed there! I mean I know how hemispheres work now but I’m still a dumbass at heart. Hahahahahaha oh nooooo. That’s incredible but oh noooo. I get what you mean by the saying though, that’d make a lot of sense here honestly since it never snows ever. Locally, at least.

i think horse races are just a form of betting and losing money that is frowned upon less than actual buildings based on gambling and such. I mean I only ever attended those ones, idk if all horse races are like that, but I know there was buying tickets for whatever horse you thought would win, and if they did you got money, if they didn’t you lost money. I don’t think it was a whole lot of money ? just like a few bucks ? but maybe you could choose to bet more ? I really don’t remember how it worked, I just remember accidentally finding a ticket on the ground and handing it in only to receive some money because the horse won. I think it was like 5 or 10 bucks which seemed like a LOT to my kid self. picnic lunches are fun though. my family keeps a tartan blanket in the back of the car that we use whenever we have picnics and also whenever we get takeaways (we put it in the middle of the lounge floor as the rest of my family eats fish and chips and I eat sushi, normally). But we don’t have as many as we used to. They are fun though.

can confirm i do eat peanut butter everyday and it goes brilliantly.

#orewa is up near auckland kinda #i mean it's part of auckland but it's. auckland is just too big ok it's weird cities are weird #ngarimu bay is harder to pin down even google maps won't recognise it #it'll take you to thornton bay which is the next bay over #it's not far from thames kinda near the coromandel idk there's no big city to identify the location with #if you don't know what burma trails are they are just an excuse to torture children #ok not exactly but i hated them they scared the shit out of me #you walk through the bush at night blindfolded following a rope trying to get to the end #and you have to navigate around trees and over rocks and such #and teachers and parents scare you because they're bastards and possums MAY run over you #anyway they were awful imo #i've explained this before but idk if it was to you or someone else sdfjsdf my memory is shocking #also i cannot have grapefruit anymore and this is a terrible shame #thank u medications that hate grapefruit :)#i've been eating a marshmallow leg while typing this it's alarming how much i've gotten through #i like that they're called santa legs like children who wants to eat santa???#is it cannibalism is santa portrayed as human #technicalities are important here #uhhhh i mean have a good day!!!#Anonymous

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Top 10 Personal Favorite Hit Songs from 2004

15 to 16 years old. A chaotic year for sure, but with a high quality soundtrack. So here’s a top ten list in which, as usual for that decade, several painful cuts had to be made.

Disclaimers:

Keep in mind I’m using both the year-end top 100 lists from the US and from France while making these top 10 things. There’s songs in English that charted in my country way higher than they did in their home countries, or even earlier or later, so that might get surprising at times.

Of course there will be stuff in French. We suck. I know. It’s my list. Deal with it.

My musical tastes have always been terrible and I’m not a critic, just a listener and an idiot.

I have sound to color synesthesia which justifies nothing but might explain why I have trouble describing some songs in other terms than visual ones.

To provide the usual personal context, that year, being that-weirdo-in-the-back-of-the-class suddenly became great when OTHER people were also considered weirdos-in-the-back-of-the-class, and together, with a guy who kept falling asleep in class because he had insomnia, another guy who had elocution problems, and a girl who arrived directly from Cameroun in the middle of winter and was kinda depressed, we formed some sort of losers club and suddenly things weren’t so bad anymore. Unfortunately I completely lost contact with these people after highschool and that’s one of the biggest regrets of my life.

And then in September I once again ended in a completely different class in Terminale (equivalent of Senior Year in the US unless I’m mistaken) and made another great friend. So while life at home was still pretty bad, at least it was much better at school.

At this point my parents also stopped checking what kind of singles I was buying, which means that instead of this madness from 2003 where I had to hide some purchases with other ones...

...I only bought this in 2004 and the rest were actual albums.

Also, I found some old tapes and oh my goodness look at the label on this one. Late 2002/early 2003 at its finest right there. Kyo written with a typo, next to Eminem, next to Mylène Farmer. Love it.

With all of that out of the way, here’s a list of honorable mentions first. A very, very long list.

Yeah (Usher feat Lil Jon & Ludacris) - Thank goodness I thought this song was pretty cool, otherwise I’d have been miserable while listening to the radio in 2004.

Milkshake (Kelis) - Ooooooh daaaaangerously close to the So Bad It’s Good category.

Let’s Get It Started (Black Eyed Peas) - Don’t have anything to say, it’s a lot of fun.

Dragosta Din Tei (O-Zone) - This took like four more years to chart in the US but we heard it all summer here. And it wasn’t unpleasant at all to be honest?

Heaven (remix) (DJ Sammy) - Hang on, wasn’t this on the 2002 honorable mentions? Yeah but it took two years to chart here so it was elligible for 2004 as well.

Turn Me On (Kevin Lyttle) - A quality earworm that somehow isn’t annoying? Sign me up.

Call On Me (Eric Prydz) - Hey, look, another repetitive dance track in my collection of repetitive dance tracks!

What You Waiting For? (Gwen Stefani) - I think this is the only Gwen Stefani song that never made me turn the radio off after a minute. Pretty good.

It’s My Life (No Doubt) - Love the original. This version, not so much.

Parce Qu’on Vient de Loin (Corneille) - Favorite artist of my best friend that year. That song was so moving and well-written. Never got tired of it but never actively listened to it either. If I had better taste it would probably make the list.

The Reason (Hoobastank) - I thought this was ok and pretty nice if a bit bland, and didn’t deserve the success nor the hatred it got. However, thanks to the rock journal I was buying at the time which was like “hey, please listen to the album itself, it’s great!”, I followed that advice, listened to the album at the cd store and bought it instantly. If you dislike this song, please listen to the rest of the album, I swear you’ll enjoy it. Here’s the first track, Same Direction, to get a general idea!

Don’t Tell Me (Avril Lavigne) - Her second album was very good, wasn’t it? What happened to her in recent years?

Je Saigne Encore (Kyo) - This was the last cut (HA, get it? cut?? ok sorry that was terrible) from the list. While I loved it back in the day and while I’m willing to ignore how cringy some stuff I loved as a teenager can be now, I'm not willing to ignore how this is basically a song about a white boy being dumped for the first time and hurting himself because he can’t deal with the mere concept of jealousy. And I’m like “holy shit calm down dude and please drop that knife”.

And now, the actual list.

10 - Hey Ya! (Outkast)

US: #8 / FR: #41

Who’s surprised. Come on. Everyone loved it. I even bought the single! And to think I almost considered leaving it out of the top 10 to put friggin Kyo on it, of all things. The indignity. But yeah, I genuinely loved this. The only thing I can say against it is that it’s a bit too exhausting to be listened to on a loop.

9 - 100 Years (Five For Fighting)

US: #77 / FR: Not on the list

I only heard this a couple of times that year and never paid much attention.

Then I heard it again in 2018 right in the middle of a very, very bad year, after losing my grandfather, and it absolutely destroyed me.

It’s very, very good.

8 - Face à la Mer (Passy & Calogero)

US: Not on the list / FR: #11

Very overplayed that year. A delight every single time it was on the radio, though. Don’t have anything else to say about it.

7 - Modern Times (J-Five)

US: Not on the list / FR: #26

A hiphop song sampling a scene from Modern Times with Charlie Chaplin. It peaked at number 1 here! Not kidding! I bought the single after hearing it exactly once. It’s fantastic and I’m really sad time buried it like it did. If you’ve forgotten about it or simply never heard it before, please give it a listen, it needs more love.

6 - Hit My Heart (Benassi Bros)

US: Not on the list / FR: #74

Remember last time when I said I was a major sucker for Benassi Bros? Well this isn’t an exception. That is a killer drop right there. It looks great and dark and glittery all at once and, by the way, the sunny and summer-y music video completely contradicted how the song looked like in my ears, haha.

5 - My Happy Ending (Avril Lavigne)

US: #54 / FR: Not on the list

I’m not entirely sure what went wrong and when in Avril Lavigne’s career the shift happened, but a couple of years after that song her music got a lot less interesting. I may have enjoyed her first album Let Go a lot, but this song might just be her best one ever.

The sudden shift from “YOU WERE everything” to “HE WAS everything” near the end, in particular, is great writing. Love that.

4 - Left Outside Alone (Anastacia)

US: Not on the list / FR: #76

Usually, voices, good or bad, have zero impact on me except when they border on unlistenable, or when they are physically painful to hear/look at. The guy from Muse for example has a voice that looks like the equivalent of a flashlight in the dark and it hurts, and I’m like dude. Can you please tune that down a little bit. Please.

This lady’s voice right there is fascinating though. Her voice is green and dark and it’s such a strange, rare voice I’m charmed whenever I hear it, and in this song in particular. This was on SO MANY of my tapes it’s not even funny. And the chorus is fantastic and a joy to sing along with even if you don’t have a good voice yourself.

3 - Orchestra (The Servant)

US: Not on the list / FR: #97

So we were on vacation, and they were giving away free cds at one stop. And I put the one I got in my portable cd player, and wasn’t that excited by the first tracks.

And then the fifth one started. And I was instantly captivated.

You already know I absolutely adored Placebo at the time (sadly, Protect Me isn’t elligible here either), and that guy from The Servant had a similar voice and the song was roughly in the same ballpark, and the lyrics were so, so weird.

There's an orchestra in me, Playing endlessly I even hear it now They play in the devil's key, An endless symphony I even hear it now And I listen to the music, Beautiful music Yes I listen to the music, Beautiful music

And, again, I’m terrible at describing sounds but the colors are so disquieting and there’s an unpleasant vibe except the song itself isn’t unpleasant? It’s so damn weird. And that band never struck gold again after that.

I still don’t know what happened or how all of this works. It’s a mystery. A very beautiful and curious mystery. This would have had a good shot at winning the #1 spot if it hadn’t been for [shakes fist] these other guys.

2 - Breaking the Habit (Linkin Park)

US: #79 / FR: #89

Only #2? Does... does that mean Linkin Park isn’t going to top my lists three years in a row? Holy shit, dodged a bullet there.

Should I really repeat my whole speech about Meteora. Should I really. Come on. It starts with the sound of a closing door, then broken glass, and then guitars explode in your face. The first line of the album is “sometimes I need to remember just to breathe”! Somewhere I Belong is one of my favorite songs from the band! I was trying to match the flow of Faint even if my English was still extremely shaky and my accent terrible!

And then there’s Breaking the Habit, which sounds almost pleasant compared to the levels of aggression displayed by the other songs. But it’s weirdly tense and stressful for that exact reason, because this relative calm sounds like a menace.

It works even better out of the context of the album, where it sounded a tad more aggressive than the average pop song, but still tense and stressful. And the music video is fantastic. I had it on a giant poster. I know I’ve kept it folded somewhere. If I only knew where it was, I’d show it to you. Covering up the (bright pink) walls in my room back then was a lot of work.

Edit: Nevermind. Found it:

Gotta say one thing though. At least they aren’t #1 for the third year in a row. What’s left of my dignity has been saved.

1 - Enjoy the Silence 2004 (Depeche Mode, Mike Shinoda remix)

US: Not on the list / FR: #89

Waiiiit a second. This was remixed by Mike Shinoda, wasn’t it. Mike Shinoda. From Linkin Park.

I guess Linkin Park IS topping my lists three years in a row in the end sdfghjhgfdfghjkjhg end me

But yeah. So. Enjoy the Silence tops a second list of mine, then. 14 years after the first one. I’m not gonna repeat what I’ve already said about that song. It simply got a brand new coat of paint, but still, even if it’s basically street art painted over a framed painting, what a masterpiece. Was genuinely gawking the first time I heard it on the radio.

And then Depeche Mode released one of their best albums ever the very next year, and it was the album of the year for me, and I became a big fan. So yeah, thanks for introducing me to their music, Mike Shinoda.

Bonus: I noticed my trusty old radio/cd player was in the background of a pic my brother took around that time! I miss that radio. It was pearl-colored and I had added stickers of birds and insects on it. So everytime I say “on the radio” in these posts, just picture this round little thing which was at the center of my universe back then.

Next up: Not the best song of the decade but pretty close

#Johannes’ bad not good pretty terrible music lists #music #long post #eye contact tw

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So Much I Think It Must Be...

Chapter 8: Not Straight

“Wait, I don’t understand,” Bowie said, “are you two friends, now, or –”

“Nope.”

“Definitely not.”

Andi’s parents exchanged a look, clearly deciding not to ask.

Chapter 8 of my Ambi Enemies to Friends to Lovers fic! You can read it on ao3 here, and find the first chapter here. Hope you like it!

Bowie was wearing a confused look on his face when Andi walked into the kitchen the next morning, and Andi quickly realised why. Amber was sipping on a mug, her eyes stuck on the table and looking very out of place.

“Hi?” she said, grabbing a mug of her own.

“Morning,” Bowie answered, nudging her shoulder. “You know I caught this one trying to sneak out this morning?”

“What?” Andi looked over at Amber, feeling inexplicably hurt. “You were just going to leave?”

Amber avoided her gaze. “I didn’t want to intrude,” she mumbled.

“Well, you’re not,” Andi snapped.

“Fine, sorry I bothered,” Amber quipped back.

She met her eyes, and Andi felt herself relax. This was what they did, snapping at each other instead of caring. It was familiar, and in their own way, good. And if the minute smile Amber gave her was anything to go by, she felt the same way.

Bowie looked curiously between the two of them, then cleared his throat. “I actually meant that I didn’t understand why I hadn’t been made aware that Amber was here in the first place.”

“Oh, yeah, that.” Andi grabbed a piece of toast. “She spent the night. It was kind of a last-minute decision.”

Bowie opened his mouth, still looking confused, and was interrupted by Bex stumbling into the kitchen. She went directly to the coffee pot, poured herself a cup, and took a sip, before turning to the rest of the room, looking amazed.

“Who made this coffee?”

“I did,” Amber answered, looking bemused.

Bex set the cup down. “You’re welcome here any time.”

“Mom!”

“You’re the one who let her into our home in the first place,” Bex defended, smiling as Bowie hugged her from behind. “And this is delicious.”

Amber smirked over at Andi, who glared back at her – with less heat than usual, she noticed. Somehow, she was less annoyed than expected about someone in her corner taking a liking to Amber.

“Wait, I don’t understand,” Bowie said, “are you two friends, now, or –”

“Nope.”

“Definitely not.”

Andi’s parents exchanged a look, clearly deciding not to ask.

“I’m just saying, if you ever want to talk…”

“I’ll think about it,” Amber answered evenly. “Thank you, though. Really.” She smoothed out her apron, then looked back up at Andi. “Now get out of here, you’re keeping me from my customers and their tips.”

“Pfft, like you’re a good enough waitress to get tips.”

Amber opened her mouth, caught sight of something behind Andi, and stiffened. “Someone is here to see you.”

Andi turned around, her face breaking into a smile. “Walker!”

“Hey,” he grinned. “Cyrus told me you were getting into an argument with a waitress, and it wasn’t hard to figure out which one.”

Andi glanced back at Cyrus, who was still waiting for her in their booth. He waved a sarcastic hand over at her, and she smiled guiltily. They had been talking as usual when she saw Amber and was reminded of the events of the previous night; she’d gotten up to tell Amber that if she ever wanted to talk about her home problems, she would listen, and now that she thought of it she had left Cyrus alone for a good five minutes.

“Although, that didn’t seem like an argument,” Walker went on. “It looks like your relationship is more complicated than it seems.”

Andi gave him a wry look. “Tell me about it.”

Andi didn’t really know where she and Amber stood. Two weeks ago they hated each other; now, everything was much more complicated. There were moments where Andi despised her still, where every word out of her mouth made her want to snap back at her. But other times, like right now, her heart went out to Amber, where she wanted nothing more than to help her, let her know she was there for her. And other times still, there was a sort of pull she felt towards her. In those moments, fleeting as they may be, she just wanted them to get along. No drama, no fights. Leave all of that behind.

She felt like a yoyo, being pulled up and down over and over without ever staying in one state of mind for long. It was exhausting.

“Anyways,” she said, shaking herself, “do you want to join us?”

“Nah, I gotta run,” Walker smiled, shaking his head as she slid back into her booth, ignoring Cyrus’ raised eyebrow. “I just wanted to ask if you’d be open to working together again, say, on a bigger project.”

Andi felt a thrill of excitement run through her. “What kind of project?”

“Big.”

“Hm. Very mysterious,” Andi smiled. “But sure, that sound great.”

“Cool. I might have something coming up. I’ll keep you updated.”

And with that, he left the Spoon. Andi smiled, and gave Cyrus a confused look when she saw his raised eyebrows.

“What?”

“What’s going on between you and Walker?”

She shrugged. “You heard him. We’re working on a project together.”

“Is that all that is?”

“Yes. I’m not going down that road again.” She gave him a look. “Stop it. Do I psychoanalyse every interaction you have with guys?”

“With TJ you do.”

“Well, that’s because you’re in love with TJ.”

“Not sure what the context here is, but I agree,” Amber said, setting down a milkshake and baby taters in front of Cyrus. “And TJ is in love with you.”

“Thank you,” Andi said, and Amber smiled at her.

Cyrus leaned back against his seat, looking dejected. “When you’re not arguing, you’re ganging up on me. I can never win.”

Amber laughed and started to leave.

“Uh, Amber?” Andi called. “I also ordered a milkshake.”

“Did you? I must have forgotten.”

Andi groaned. “Amber, come on.”

Amber smiled sweetly and went to another table.

“I have no idea whether she is going to bring you one or not.”

“Me neither,” Andi said. The yoyo had swung again; one minute playful, the other back to antagonising each other. She threw her head back in frustration.

“I am bored. Bored. I need you to fill me in on all the juicy gossip.”

Andi laughed, adjusting the phone against her ear. “Buffy, everyone is gone. TJ and Cyrus left with Cyrus’ family this morning. There is no gossip to tell.”

“Well, fill me in on everything that happened, then. You have to give me some type of distraction while my parents are out fishing.”

“I don’t know. We went to a party. That was fun.”

“You hate parties. Well, when you’re not the one throwing them.”

“I don’t hate them, I… Jonah was dancing, okay? That made up for it. And I saw Natalie again. Did you know she was dating Iris?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh. Well, I found out then.” Andi fumbled with her keys and unlocked the door to Cece’s. No one was home. “And then –”

She faltered, leaning against the couch. She had been about to tell Buffy about meeting Amber on the balcony, but suddenly she found that she couldn’t. The memory about that conversation seemed private, somehow, as if she was meant to be the only one to know about the way Amber had looked at her that night, as if she was seeing her clearly in a way very few ever had.

“And then?” Buffy repeated.

Andi shook her head. “I just realised, I do have news for you. I’m not sure you’ll believe it, though.”

“Now I’m interested.”

“Amber and I are kind of getting along now. Sort of.”

“You’re making that up.”

Andi thought about telling her about the sleepover, about their first honest conversation, about eating breakfast together in the morning, and bit her lip.

“Andi?” Buffy’s voice rang, confused about her silence. “Is everything okay?”

She hummed, her mind going back to that balcony, her own words ringing in her head. How did you know you liked girls?

She thought of noticing girls, of refusing to acknowledge what it meant, of Amber telling her about those same things helping her realise she was a lesbian, of conversations with both TJ and Cyrus, and took a deep breath.

“I think…” She paused, steeling herself. Buffy stayed quiet, and Andi tried to imagine her, waiting for her to say her piece at her own pace. “I might… I could be…” Her hand was shaking, and she forced herself to set it against the couch, the other holding her phone in place. “I might be… not straight.”

There was a silence, only of a few seconds, but to Andi it felt like years. Her heart was hammering in her chest, blood rushing in her ears, and she closed her eyes. It was the first time she had ever said it out loud.

“Really?” Buffy said. “Alright. Well, you don’t need me to tell you that I still love you either way.” Andi let out a shaky breath. She knew Buffy could probably hear it over the phone, but she didn’t comment on it, just kept talking in that same calm and supportive voice. “Do you like someone, or…?”

“No,” Andi answered. Her heart was still beating fast, but she was smiling now, feeling elated. “No, it was just a bunch of little things. I’m not 100% sure yet, though, so could you keep it to yourself for now?”

“Yeah, of course,” Buffy answered. “You got it.”

Andi smiled and leaned back against the couch. “I miss you,” she admitted.

“I miss you too. I can’t wait to get back.”

Andi grinned into the phone. “So, did anything interesting happen in Middle-of-Nowhere-Town?”

Buffy groaned, and Andi let her rant yet again about how boring her vacation was, feeling lighter than she had in weeks.

Unknown number: There’s a sale on crafts in the shop across the Spoon

Unknown number: In case you’re interested

Andi looked down at her phone, confused for half a second before she scrolled back up the conversation and realised that the texts were from Amber. She had never saved her number.

She smiled faintly, oddly touched that Amber had thought of her.

Me: i’ll check it out. thanks

Unknown number: No problem

Andi considered saving Amber’s number, but eventually decided against it.

It wasn’t like they were friends, after all.

#my writing #smitimb #ambi #ambi efl #andiman #amber #ambi fanfic #andi mack fanfic #andi mack

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lovinnscarletknight · 5 years

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Billionaire - Part Five

Extra long part, but enjoy! I’ll leave the masterlist here so you can find the other parts to Billionaire and all my other work! Until next week :) - Angela x

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It had been a couple of weeks since Wanda and Katherine spoke in her room and the scars on Katherine’s arms had only grown. They were now midway up her forearms and looked more like nasty burns than small cuts. Katherine thought they were disgusting and even went as far to buy as many long-sleeved shirts as she has t shirts; she wasn’t risking anyone else finding out. It had been getting harder to hide since it was starting to get hotter and people were going to start questioning her outfit choices. Luckily, she was out of her boot and was walking properly again, but obviously things weren’t going to be as normal as she hoped them to be. Pulling her Midtown sweater over her hands she left her room for dinner with her father and team.

Her feet were covered by a pair of white socks helping her making her slip quietly into her chair next to Steve. Tony noticed his daughter’s off mood due to her lack of makeup and her hair carelessly shoved into a ponytail. She served herself some vegetables and chicken before waiting for everyone else to eat; this was natural behaviour for her, something her mother taught her as it was polite. Tony caught Katherine’s eye and she sent him a smile, but not a usual goofy one that he loved so dearly. Dinner was quiet apart from comments from Vision and Sam who tried to start conversations, it was never this awkward and everyone knew something was up, but they didn’t dare ask.

“May I be excused? I have a chem paper due tomorrow and I still have work to do on it?” Katherine spoke for the first time at the table, all eyes on her father waiting for his approval. Katherine didn’t like feeling this exposed around people she trusted but with the never-ending burning of the scars, she couldn’t risk anything. Millions of thoughts ran around Tony’s head as what was up with his daughter, was it her time of the month? No, he’s been told a million times by Natasha never to ask that question. Was everything alright at school? When he met his daughters questioning eyes he nodded quickly.

“Of course, honey. I’ll bring you some ice cream in a bit if you like?” He asked Katherine as she stood pushing her chair in and picking up her plate. “It’s ok, not really in the mood” She spoke leaving the dining room. Tony watched his daughter disappear around the corner and he put his fork down, his hunger disappearing. He stood from the table leaving to his lab without a word and Pepper’s concerned eyes following.

Katherine had kept her big lamp on rather than her main light, that way it was darker, and she didn’t have to see the ugly covering her arms. The teenager had been struggling with balancing school, family and this unknown source of power she has acquired; this meant that she had become very distant from her friends and they didn’t even send her a message to see if she was ok. As she scribbled the last chemical formula down, she shut the paper and sat on her window seat looking down on New York. Katherine always thought about what it would be like to live in an apartment building like some of her friends, like what it would be like to not have parts of your life shown to the world. But she would never know that life.

She brought her hands up and electricity danced around her finger tips delicately causing the scars to travel further up her arm. Katherine was so fascinated by her new-found power; the pain had turned into a dull ache. Her eyes caught the sight of a slightly damaged envelope waiting by her feet. She hadn’t written to Tom in weeks, she kept putting off writing her brother because she knew she couldn’t lie to him. The paper felt foreign in her fingertips as she opened the letter addressed to Katherine Stark.

Kathy,

Dad wrote to me explaining what happened. I wish I was at home with you making sure you get better rather than out here. I started to worry when I didn’t get your usual letter but don’t worry, take your time getting better, I’ll wait.

Sargent says there is a possibility I’ll be able to come home for a couple of days in December, which I know is a while away yet, but I know you told me to tell you if anything changes. Remember Sarah? The women I told you about in my last letter? Well we went on a date, well not really a date more us both sitting together in the lunch room at our own table. I think you’ll really like her, she reminds me of Mom a little bit, maybe Dad will approve too? She’s a medic here and I’m not going to go into details, but I got injured, I’m 100% fine don’t worry, but I said one of those cringey pickup lines and now she loves me. What can I say, I’m just like Dad in that way?

The next video chat slot for me would be on the 2 November which is a few weeks from now, so I’ll call you on the big screen and I’ll finally get to see if you’ve grown (although I highly doubt it). Not much has happened in the past weeks so I’ll wait for you to write me back.

Love you always,

Tom.

The girls smile stayed small on her face as she held the letter close to her. She was happy her brother had found someone to make him happy, and of course if he liked her, Katherine would too. A knock on her door disturbed her from her thoughts and she quietly let them know they could come in. Steve knew that Katherine would be angry at Wanda, possibly raging angry but he had to offer his help, he promised Wanda he wouldn’t tell anyone and for all the years he had known the youngest Stark, he could never hurt her.

“Wanda said you wanted to talk to me?” He cursed himself for not just being honest. This very sentence made Katherine’s heart race at a hundred miles per hour, how was she meant to tell him, did she want to tell him at all? She turned to face Steve who was sat on the edge of her bed.

“I’m scared” She whispered her emerald eyes holding back tears as a lump rose in her throat, she decided she trusted Steve more than any of the others because he had proved it. Every year on the anniversary of her mother’s death, Steve would take her to the cemetery. It was something Thomas asked Steve to do before he left for the army since Tony could never bring himself to go. And every year, Steve would hold the girl when she cried, and he would take her out for a milkshake at a diner she used to go to when she was younger. Steve was pretty much a brother to Katherine, and she was thankful to have him. Steve’s brows furrowed, and he took her small hands in his.

“Of what Kath? What’s going on?” She sniffled before staring deep into his eyes. “You must promise me you won’t tell a soul until I’m ready for other people to know ok?” He nodded slowly and sat back as Katherine pulled her hands away. She knew it was a bad idea and she was frightened of what would happen, but she also knew she had to show someone what was happening to her. The soft blue material of her sweatshirt was pulled up revealing the burn marks. Steve’s eyes widened, and he gently took hold of her arms. A shiver ran through her arms and she ground her teeth together and electric sparks swarmed her fingertips.

“I can’t control it. Wanda says she is going to help me but every time it happens, these burns grow. Steve, what if they don’t stop? What if they cover me and I’ll be ugly?” She told him yanking her sleeves down suddenly feeling exposed. He was still in shock as he saw you bring you knees to your chest and tears left the teenagers eyes yet again.

“You will never be ugly, if anything, it makes you more beautiful. The only way we can find out what is going on is if we ask Bruce or possibly Tony for help, okay? I know it’s hard telling people, but I don’t want you being in pain. I can schedule you in for training with Wanda, but I’ll just put it in as private training, so nobody can watch” The girl jumped up wrapping her arms around the very tall super solider. She mumbled a million thanks as she cried into his shoulder, his arms wrapping protectively around the young girl, “It’s just so hard keeping this from people. Even my friends haven’t noticed something is off” She told him pulling away and composing herself.

“Then you must be doing something right. You don’t want other people to know remember? Now get some sleep, your dad will want to talk to you about all this” Katherine nodded before he left the room. She grabbed a pen and paper and started writing to Thomas.

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“11 Wakandans were among those killed during a confrontation between the Avengers and a group of mercenaries in Lagos, Nigeria last month. The traditionally reclusive Wakandans were on an outreach mission in Lagos when the attack occurred. What legal authority does an enhanced individual like Wanda Maximoff have to operate in Nigeri” Katherine quickly shut the news off as Wanda came into the room, her face showing no emotion and Steve at her side.

“Training will start after the meeting with the Secretary” She wished them luck and was left alone in the living room. Pulling her phone from her pocket, she saw Peter had sent her a link to a chemistry revision site and she laughed to herself. Earlier in the day, the two teens had been talking about what they do in their spare time and apparently Peter just revises, so he sent her the link and said it would be very helpful; she quickly messaged back thanks. Katherine and Peter had grown closer ever since the day he helped her out of school, Peter was excited when they first started messaging and he has recently been sitting with her at lunch too due to her friends not really realising she is still there. Katherine sharply turned her head as she heard the door slam and Wanda appear, “Ready?”

Katherine felt very uncomfortable in her training uniform as it consisted of a sports bra and leggings, her arms on full display for the world to see, and possibly even her father. The elastic of the clothing was irritating against her laceration scars on her torso, which she hated. Everyone here had already seen them since them but that didn’t make the voices in her head any less horrible. Wanda was stood opposite her with her hands out in front of her, “Okay, first I want you to show me what you can do” She nodded before stretching her arms out and watching small electric sparks dance around her fingertips, the grow of the burns being more ticklish than painful, “Ok, now I want you to project it around you like a bubble, imagine what colour it would be, how it would look to others” Katherine imagined it to be transparent but blue streaks of electricity swarmed around, as she opened her eyes, she saw fiery balls of sparking electricity in her palms.

Wanda smiled slightly but the peaceful moment was ruined. A painful scream escaped Katherine’s lips as she felt the burns grow; they dug deep and felt like someone was dragging blade up her arms, stopping at her shoulders. Katherine dropped to her knees crying in agony as her skin felt like it was on fire Wanda automatically called for Steve as she carried her to a bench sitting her down. Blood trickled down Katherine’s arms as Steve came rushing in holding a med kit.

“What happened?” He demanded as he held a cloth to the bleeding scars, it wasn’t too heavy but extremely painful. “I think the scars have reached their limit, they are like lightning bolts, more burn marks that will heal but obviously she’ll have the lines. I think she can fully commit to her power now. It was extraordinary” Wanda spoke as the wounds stopped bleeding on Katherine’s arms. Steve’s worried eyes searched for any pain in the teenager’s face but before he could speak she stood and was speaking to Wanda. “Again. I’m fixing this now and once we get this out the way training can start right?” Without a word Wanda stood and watched the young girl breathe deeply and start the process again.

Katherine was exhausted when her training had ended. She had had fourteen training sessions now and was loving it however she wanted nothing more than to wrap herself in her blankets on her bed and sleep; but that wasn’t happening tonight. Katherine’s door was flung open and in came Steve Rogers, he looked tired and his eyes were red. “Steve? What’s the matter?” He closed her door before he flicked on her lamp and sat in the chair next to her desk.

“Peggy” His only word echoed in the deadly silent room and the girl’s chest felt heavy. Katherine had known about Peggy and Steve since she was old enough to understand what people were saying and she knew how much she meant to the man she considered family.

“Steve” She started but instead just got up and hugged the broken man. Steve always thought of Katherine as a younger sister and he was so protective of her it was unbelievable. Tony heavily approved of their relationship but it normally turned to jealousy when he realised his daughter would go to Steve to talk about her problems and not her father. He was aware he wasn’t the number one father in the world, but he couldn’t wait for the day she came to him instead of Steve. Steve broke the hug first by sitting the girl opposite him on her bed. “It is going to be a secret from Tony and he can’t know because I could get arrested.” The mention of a possible arrest made her eyes widen but somehow, she was intrigued more. “What exactly are you doing?”

“I’m finding Bucky”

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mookybear12404 · 5 years

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A House, A Home: Chapter 3

Rating: T | Fandom: Mob Psycho 100

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Reigen stood at the front of the restaurant, staring into the dark abyss behind the doors of the closed building. Rain rolled off his umbrella and pattered against the concrete below.

He glanced back down at the clock on his phone again. It was almost midnight.

“Ah! Reigen-san, I’m sorry I’m late!”

Reigen looked over his shoulder to see the client running through the rain, hood pulled tight over his head.

“Ah, Matsumoto-san!” Reigen said, stuffing his phone into his pocket. “I was beginning to worry you had forgotten.”

The man muttered a hasty apology as he scrambled to pull the keys out from his pocket.

“I had trouble finding a taxi that was willing to drive me so late at night. Here- come in! Come in!”

Reigen closed his umbrella as he entered into the restaurant. Matsumoto flipped the light switch, bathing the room in an unnaturally white neon light. Most of the chairs had been placed upside down on the tables, the floor still glimmering from when it was washed. The whole room smelled an odd mixture of cleaner and grease.

Matsumoto led Reigen to the kitchens at the back of the restaurant. Rows and rows of industrial grey machines crowded the room, each illuminated by the neon lamps above them.

“Here,” Matsumoto said, pointing to the refrigerator standing nearby. “This is where I saw it happen.”

Reigen knelt down, placing his hand under his chin as he inspected the contents of the fridge through its clear, glass door. There were rows of boxed milks, teas, and juices, but nothing that seemed out of the ordinary.

“I see. And to which direction did the drink float?”

Matsumoto pointed towards the back of the kitchen.

Reigen nodded, and continued his search in that direction. He’d never really seen the kitchen of a fast food restaurant before, so he wasn’t really quite sure what it was he was looking for. He didn’t see any ectoplasm or bloodstains, which he figured was a good sign. There were, however, quite a number of grease stains.

It’s quite possible there aren’t any spirits involved, Reigen thought to himself.

For all he knew, the whole thing could simply be caused by a very skilled kleptomaniac and a customer with a hyperactive imagination.

Reigen was surprised to find himself hoping otherwise. Non-supernatural cases were certainly easier to deal with, and they paid well enough...

But they were also boring.

“Alright!” Reigen yelled, clapping his hands together. “It looks like we’re just going to have to wait around until the spirit comes. You got anything to eat? I’m starving.”

Matsumoto blinked at Reigen in confusion

“I’m, I’m afraid all of our food is packed away right now. Can- How about I get you an oolong instead?”

Reigen sat in the dark with his knees pressed uncomfortably tight against his chest. His body was stuck in the fetal position, crunched between a washing machine and the side of an industrial sink. A plastic trash bin had been placed so as to block his hiding spot from view. The chill from the cold metal sink behind him was beginning to seep into his back.

Matsumoto sat across the way from him, placed much more comfortably between the milkshake machine and an oven. His round face was dimly lit by the smartphone he held in his hands.

Reigen, who did not have the same luxury of a smartphone to play with, tried to relieve his boredom by sipping from the straw of his empty tea carton. His flip-phone was stuck underneath him in the back pocket of his pants, so he wasn’t able to tell what time it was, or how long he’d been there.

He was beginning to thoroughly regret taking this job.

Reigen peaked his head around the corner of the trashcan. “Got any more tea?” he whispered to Matsumoto

“SHHHH,” Matsumoto whispered harshly, pointing over to the fridge.

Don’t talk, or you’ll scare away the spirit, was implied in his gesture.

Reigen sighed, and bit down on straw in his mouth. His brain, sensing something cigarette-shaped between his teeth, pleaded with him for the sweet rush of nicotine.

Reigen silently banged his head against the sink behind him. He’d heard in a documentary somewhere that it was possible for a person to get brain damage from under-stimulation. Perhaps that could happen to him?

He bit down on his straw again.

What had he been thinking, taking this job? It was probably just the work of an ordinary human, and he was squeezed in this cramped space for nothing.

Then a creak came from behind.

His heart leapt into his throat. Reigen snapped his head around, but he couldn’t see anything with the washing stations obscuring his vision. He carefully placed his tea carton onto the ground, and reached for the bag of salt he had placed by his side. Trying his best to stay quiet, he repositioned himself so that he was crouched on his knees.

Matsumoto, from across the walk path, was frozen like a statue. His hands gripped his phone so tightly that his knuckles were white.

Reigen leaned his head forward, peering out into the walkway.

He glanced left, towards the back of the store where the noise had come from. Nothing in particular seemed out of the ordinary. Then again, it was pretty hard to see anything in this darkness.

He glanced right, and his heart stopped.

The refrigerator was opening. Slowly. Silently. Reigen could only watch in horror as one of the milk cartons gently lifted itself out of its row, and began floating its way down the kitchen aisle.

“That’s it-That’s it! THAT’S IT REIGEN-SAN!” Matsumoto mouthed, his pointed finger trembling.

Yeah no kidding!

Reigen shoved aside the trash bin, and it hit the floor with a clatter. He leap out into the aisle, tore open the salt bag, and flung a fist-full of the stuff at the floating milk carton.

The white grains scattered all over the floor. The carton of milk bobbed up and down in the air, and fell to the ground with a thud.

Reigen stood over the fallen milk carton, which had burst on impact. Matsumoto gingerly rose from his hiding place, and began to inspect the growing puddle of milk.

Reigen thrust his thumb into his chest. “See! There’s no spirit too powerful for the great Reigen Arataka!”

Reigen spoke with as much confidence as he could muster, but if he was being honest with himself, he hadn’t been expecting the exorcism to be that easy.

“W-w-wow you really did it!” Matsumoto exclaimed.

Suddenly, another clattering noise came from behind.

Reigen spun around, just in time to see the flash of a figure disappearing.

#fic #writing #mob psycho 100 #mp100 #anime #fanfiction #reigen arataka #kageyama shigeo

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jasonblossomsghost · 5 years

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1-64 and 65: If you were a bird, what kind of bird would you be?

1. Do you ever doubt the existence of others than you?mm no more my own? i dissociate Constantly

2. On a scale of 1-5, how afraid of the dark are you?4 unless i’m w someone else then 1

3. The person you would never want to meet?drumpf

4. What is your favorite word?hmm idk iridocyclitis is fun, a meme, and i work for an eye doctor so relevant to my occupation

5. If you were a type of tree, what would you be?i like weeping willows and i cry a lot so

6. When you looked in the mirror this morning what was the first thing you thought?we’re really doing this again huh

7. What shirt are you wearing?a long sleeved red and navy striped shirt that my mommy gave me

8. What do you label yourself as?a disaster

9. Bright room or dark room?bright room. fun fact: when i was ab 13 i could not sleep unless my overhead light was on. sometimes if im doing really badly i still need it lmao

10. What were you doing at midnight last night?uhh iirc i was talking to my boyfriend and playing wordscapes

11. Favorite age you’ve been so far?idk 19 is going ok so far

12. Who told you they loved you last?my boyfriend

13. Your worst enemy?either myself or this one coworker of mine who i genuinely hate

14. What is your current desktop picture?just the preset one,,, idc that much lmao

15. Do you like someone?i mean my s/o is pretty cool sometimes

16. The last song you listened to?Outside - The Early November

17. You can press a button that will make any one person explode. Who would you blow up?me bitch tf

18. Who would you really like to just punch in the face?that one coworker... this one patient at my job who degrades me and my coworkers constantly

19. If anyone could be your slave for a day, who would it be and what would they have to do?no one and nothing... i like to do things myself

20. What is your best physical attribute? (showing said attribute is optional)idk tbh

21. If you were the opposite sex for one day, what would you look like and what would you do?don’t really like this question or the phrase opposite sex in general so pass /:

22. Do you have a secret talent? If yes, what is it?nah i’m Talentless

23. What is one unique thing you’re afraid of?you know overflow drains in like bathtubs? until i was like 10 i had to have my back against them bc i was scared people could watch me through it

24. You can only have one kind of sandwich. Every sandwich ingredient known to humankind is at your disposal.i live off popcorn so i dont eat or like sandwiches really

25. You just found $100! How are you going to spend it?put it in savings. i’m tryna move out in 6 months

26. You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere in the world, but you have to leave immediately. Where are you going to go?hmm idk. i have a friend in san francisco i havent seen in forever so that would be lit

27. An angel appears out of Heaven and offers you a lifetime supply of the alcoholic beverage of your choice. “Be brand-specific” it says. Man! What are you gonna say about that? Even if you don’t drink booze there’s something you can figure out… so what’s it gonna be?smirnoff 100%

28. You discover a beautiful island upon which you may build your own society. You make the rules. What is the first rule you put into place? no geminis

29. What is your favorite expletive?fuck

30. Your house is on fire, holy shit! You have just enough time to run in there and grab ONE inanimate object. Don’t worry, your loved ones and pets have already made it out safely. So what’s the one thing you’re going to save from that blazing inferno?i was gonna say my fire safe box that has my social security card, birth certificate, etc then i was like wait a minute... but tbh idk maybe my laptop? or my purse?

31. You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be?my childhood was like 98% trauma but like.. it made me not suck that bad so i’ll keep it

32. You got kicked out of the country for being a time-traveling heathen who sleeps with celebrities and has super-powers. But check out this cool shit… you can move to anywhere else in the world!i wanna move to seattle but thats in country so.. no idea. sweden? i like ikea

33. The Celestial Gates Of Beyond have opened, much to your surprise because you didn’t think such a thing existed. Death appears. As it turns out, Death is actually a pretty cool entity, and happens to be in a fantastic mood. Death offers to return the friend/family-member/person/etc. of your choice to the living world. Who will you bring back?don’t fuck w the dead. no one is coming back

34. What was your last dream about?last sunday night i dreamt i woke up monday (christmas eve) and didnt go to work even though i was supposed to (paranoia. i had the day off lmao)

35. Are you a good….[insert anything you’d like here]?i am very good at loving dogs

36. Have you ever been admitted to the hospital?yeah lots of times lmao

37. Have you ever built a snowman?yep. shitty but a snowman

38. What is the color of your socks?black

39. What type of music do you like?depends. sad boi music lately

40. Do you prefer sunrises or sunsets?sunrises 100%

41. What is your favorite milkshake flavor?i can’t drink milk /: but maybe strawberry

42. What football team do you support? (I will answer in terms of American football as well as soccer)i am gay idk sports

43. Do you have any scars?quite a few! i’m a clumsy clusterfuck

44. What do you want to be when you graduate?i’m currently in college for poli sci and after i graduate w my BA, i wanna go to law school

45. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?idk?? like i hate myself but i also dont really wanna change anything

46. Are you reliable?generally yes. but i am known to cancel plans bc i’m depressed lol

47. If you could ask your future self one question, what would it be?hows life dude

48. Do you hold grudges?oh hell yeah not gonna play like i dont

49. If you could breed two animals together to defy the laws of nature, what new animal would you create?nope dont like that At All

50. What is the most unusual conversation you’ve ever had?nothing really stands out... probably something from work but i take 100 calls a day so? they all blur together

51. Are you a good liar?really good. i don’t lie though. i’m actually brutally honest bordering on asshole

52. How long could you go without talking?dayssss i love not speaking

53. What has been you worst haircut/style?uhh freshman year i had an awful side part... next

54. Have you ever baked your own cake?yeah! i’m really great at cooking and baking!

55. Can you do any accents other than your own?not really? i took 2 years french and 4 years spanish and to pronounce properly i have to talk differently so i guess i kinda take on an accent then? but not actually

56. What do you like on your toast?i have celiac and gluten free bread is like $5 i dont eat toast lmao

57. What is the last thing you drew a picture of?i had to do a portrait in the style of francis bacon for my art final

58. What would be you dream car?ideally something that uses clean energy other than that idc

59. Do you sing in the shower? Or do anything unusual in the shower? Explain.no and no.. i just shower what y’all doing in the shower

60. Do you believe in aliens?1000000%

61. Do you often read your horoscope?not often.. like if i happen across it i’ll read it

62. What is your favorite letter of the alphabet?i’m not sure. m is a nice letter

63. Which is cooler: dinosaurs or dragons?dinosaurs bc they were real

64. What do you think about babies?honestly? terrified of them

65. Freebie! Ask anything interesting you can think of.if i were a bird maybe a magpie? or a crow or raven? or one of those really annoying parakeets

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starkdreams · 6 years

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Toni x Jughead Headcanons [Break Up + Make Up Request]

The Breakup

It wasn’t that Jughead and Toni didn’t argue, because they did, often. The issue is that their arguments never turned into fights. And the one time it did it was a big fight.

It started when Betty approached Jughead about a new Nancy Drew adventure she had going on. It wasn’t that Toni is a jealous person, but she knew how toxic Betty and Jughead’s breakup had been. She was worried for Jughead’s mental health. She also didn’t want Betty dragging her boyfriend into dangerous situations.

Toni let Jughead know how she felt, but he assured her not to worry, he would be fine. Until he wasn’t.

When Toni received the call from Betty that Jughead was in the hospital, she freaked. She imagined FP carrying his body out of the woods all over again. She imagined his bloody head on her lap in the back of a car again. She imagined waiting for hours to see if he was even going to live. When she got there and he was only getting stitches, she was going to kill him herself.

It started with ‘are you ever going to respect yourself, jug? are you ever going to stop jumping into stupid situations that are going to get you killed? is that what you want? do you want to die?’ Jughead didn’t say anything. ‘so you do? you want to die and just leave me here?’ Jughead denied it, but the damage had already been done.

‘was penny not enough?’ ‘i did that for the serpents!’ ‘the serpents didn’t need you to die jughead! we were fine before you came around, fyi’

‘what’s that supposed to mean?’ ‘it means while you were sleeping in movie shacks we were all here dealing with these issues without you’

‘what are you saying? i’m not important?’ ‘you are to me. clearly not to yourself, jug’

‘i don’t know what you want from me, toni’ ‘i want you to stop running around with your ex almost getting killed. i want you to care about yourself. i want a boyfriend i don’t have to babysit!’

‘i don’t know if i can be with a man that doesn’t respect himself and that doesn’t value my opinion or my feelings. i don’t know if this is something i want to keep doing, jug.’ ‘then don’t.’

‘so we’re done here, jug? that’s it’ ‘you said it yourself, you’re fine without me’

‘fine’ ‘fine’

Toni doesn’t cry until she gets home. Jughead sits on the steps of the hospital for hours afterwards.

After the Breakup

As soon as Fangs hears he runs over to Toni’s trailer with ice cream. She hugs him and they watch an old VHS tape of Armageddon. Sweet Pea offers to let her beat him at pool.

Although Betty, Archie, and Veronica feel bad for Jughead, they’re happy to see their friend more. Even if he is sulking in a booth at Pop’s.

FP just sighs when he hears and advises Jughead to fix it. You don’t let a good thing like that go.

Toni hides it well, but she starts to get a little emotional when she’s listening to songs about breakups.

None of the Serpents are 100% sure why they broke up, but Sweet Pea is 100% sure it was Jughead’s fault. And he tells him so as he hip chucks him against the wall.

Archie tries to get Jughead’s mind off it by playing video games. But Jughead can’t keep his head in the game.

Hanging out at the Whye Wyrm is hard for Jughead. He feels uncomfortable with the tension between him and Toni. It reminds him of being at school. He feels unwanted. Alone.

The Makeup

Toni notices Jughead hasn’t been hanging around the Whyte Wyrm much. She starts to worry about him, so the next day at school she confronts him and asks him why he doesn’t come around much. Jughead reminds her that she’s been there longer and he doesn’t feel welcome anymore, just like at school. Knowing his past at the school, she feels terrible. She tells him he’s always welcome there and that it’s his home too. There’s no reason they can’t coexist. He better be there that night. He shows up and everyone welcomes him like family. It’s the first time she’s seen him smile since they broke up.

During lunch at school, Toni leans forward and laughs at something Fangs said. A few strands of her hair fall in her face. Jughead reached forward and pushes them back behind her ear. The table goes quiet, but Toni grins.

Deciding they can still be friends, Jughead and Toni begin walking home together. One day Toni grabbed his hand to hold without thinking about it. She quickly pulled it back. Jughead laughed and held his hand out. She put hers in his. Now they’re friends who hold hands on their way home from school.

They were at Pop’s, drinking milkshakes, and Toni was talking about her History teacher yelling at Sweet Pea for falling asleep in class and how she’s worried he’ll never get into college. Jughead just watched her, not really caring if Sweet Pea got into college, and smiled. In the middle of her sentence he blurted out ‘I miss you’. Toni went quiet and grabbed her things, excusing herself. Jughead watched her go and sighed, heading home shortly after. When he got home Toni was sitting on his little porch. ‘I miss you too’.

On one of the days that Jughead was feeling particularly down, Toni sat down beside him in front of the Whyte Wyrm. It was just the two of them. ‘You know you’re worth a lot more than you think you are, right?’ Toni watched him, taking in his mood. Jughead pulled his beanie off and shrugged. Toni put her hand on his. ‘You’re not a throwaway Jughead. I love you.’ Then they kissed. Just so happens Sweet Pea was walking towards the entrance and saw. He was disgusted.

The following day Toni told Fangs she and Jughead were back together. Fangs, of course, told everyone.

Jughead and Toni promise not to fight the way they had. They talked through their problems and swore to each other that they would be more honest and open. They never want to break up again.

Sorry if these weren’t very good. These were kind of hard to write! Anyway, hope you like them, Anon!

Check out my other headcanons here!

#hc #riverdale #jopaz #joni #toni x jughead #jughead x toni #jughead jones x toni topaz #toni topaz x jughead jones #toni topaz #jughead jones #headcanon #riverdale hc

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siriusblacksbitch · 6 years

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Prompt List #1

Okay y’all! This is my first prompt list and it has been a long time coming. Feel free to request one of these prompts with your character/person of choice! I mostly write for Harry Potter (Marauders era and Golden Trio era), Fantastic Beats and Where to Find Them, Marvel, Supernatural, Stranger Things, and the Stranger Things cast. I do Not write the kids from Stranger Things in a romantic way; strictly platonic or sibling relationships Only. Please send in requests and I will start working on it right away and get it up as soon as my schedule allows it! Enjoy!! - Allie

1. “Good morning, sunshine.”

2.“You know I’d do anything for you.”

3. “Make a wish.”

4.“Wow. You look…wow.”

5.“Lose the attitude, sweetheart.”

6.“That smart mouth of yours is not helping you right now.”

7.“It was a really nice thought, but all I wanted was dinosaur shaped chicken nuggets.”

8. “That looks amazing on you.��

9.“It’s your fault really. You should have known better than to leave me in charge of the cake.”

10. “I don’t care how sexy it is when you talk like that, it’s not helping.”

11. “Don’t tell me you’re falling asleep! The meteor shower is just starting!”

12.“You smoke?”

13.“I dance like a drunk chicken and I am okay with that. You should be too.”

14.“I’m not sure which god I pissed off, but I know for a fact that I am cursed.”

15.“Listen here, asshole. This one’s mine.”

16.“I hate you. You’re everywhere, and I can’t escape you. I can’t go anywhere without being reminded of you.”

17. “But everyone’s watching.”

18.“Even after everything, I don’t regret loving you.”

19. “Would you mind? I just need someone right now.”

20. “Pretty please.”

21.“Now, don’t tell me you’ve fallen in love with me already.”

22. “That’s bullshit and you know it!”

23. "It’s 3 AM. Wanna go get some pizza?”

24.“A milkshake with two straws? How romantic!”

25. “Prove me wrong.”

26.“All I know is that the stars have never looked brighter than in this moment with you.”

27. “You drank how much?!”

28.“Do you think he/she’s proud of me?”

29.“Fabulous called this morning. I answered.”

30. “Don’t threaten me with a good time.”

31. “Well, actually, not really. But you get my point.”

32.“Are you hissing at me?”

33. “I know I said I wouldn’t follow you to school, but you see, what had happened was…”

34.“I know I’m allergic to peanuts but I couldn’t say no when you walked into the room with freshly baked cookies and that damned smile on your face.”

35.“If you push me on the swings, I’ll buy you dinner. Don’t push me too high, please, I’m scared of heights.”

36.“NOT TODAY SATAN!”

37.“Shut up and kiss me, you nerd.”

38.“I have good news and bad news, which do you want to hear first?”

39.“Why? Why me? Why out of everyone did it have to happen to me?!”

40. “Who are you? I’m sorry, I’m still trying to remember…”

41. “Well, there’s no getting out of here for quite a while and I’m bored… So, what are we gonna do?”

42.“H-how long have y-you been standing there?”

43.“Are you jealous?”

44. “It’s not nearly as bad as it looks, Darling.”

45.“Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?”

46.“But you keep using all the hot water!”

47. “You heard me. Take it off.”

48. “Don’t you know how to knock?!”

49.“It’s an art form!” “No, it’s murder!”

50.“Come on! You’ve been yelling at me for the past week and now I’m finally ready to listen and you aren’t talking?”

51.“I don’t want to.” “You don’t have a choice, love.”

52.“Please, stay. If you won’t do it for yourself, do it for me.”

53.“It ends here. I’m done with your petty little games. No more.”

54. “Try and stop me, I dare you.”

55.“I just wanted to fly, I’m sorry.”

56.“You call me child like I’m still innocent but god knows you’ve stolen that from me.”

57.“Do you ever feel just… dead?”

58.“You’re an asshole, there’s no hiding that.”

59. “Can I kiss you one last time?”

60. “And what would you know about my species?”

61. “I’m a very humble person. For example, I’m actually way more awesome than I think I am.”

62. “DAMNIT! THAT’S WHAT I’VE TRIED TO TELL YOU! YOU SHOULD BE SCARED OF ME!”

63.“She’s the Queen of her own castle and she thinks I’m her servant.”

64.“I like you, Okay? God, you’re such an idiot. I wanna punch you so bad.”

65.“whAT IS THAT?!”

66. “Wait, no, that’s mine. What are you doing?”

67.“Come over here – oh crap, no don’t fall – why does this always happen?”

68.“I’m so hungry I could eat a – stop looking at me like that in public.”

69. “waIT, DON’T RUN AT ME!! I’LL FALL!”

70. “Are…are you awake?”

71. “Great, what did you bring home this time?”

72.“enoUGH! ENOUGH WITH YOUR PUNS!”

73. “Put some clothes on already, jeez! We have company coming!”

74.“You can’t run, so it’ll be faster if I just carry you.”

75. “Did that person just take a picture of us?”

76.“oh my gOD ARE THESE YOUR BABY PICTURES???”

77.“You’re a nerd. But you’re my favorite nerd.”

78.“Why do you find those cute? I hate those pictures of myself.”

79.“You’re very warm… it’s nice.”

80. “EVERY TIME I SAY THAT YOU ALWAYS MAKE THE SAME PUN!!”

81.“That… that was a lot different than I thought it’d be.”

82.“Can you explain why there is a dragon in my bedroom?”

83.“You are a sociopath!” “Meh, not really. Sociopaths don’t care. And I care about you, however unfortunate it may be.”

84.“You can breathe underwater? That’s cool and all, but I mean, that means you’ve seen fish, right? How do they pee?”

85. “Quit being sarcastic!” “Sarcasm is my spiritual gift!”

86. “Stop calling me cute!” “Stop doing cute things!”

87.“I was being truthful.” “You can’t just tell someone’s mom they look like a troll!” “How was I supposed to know they were only half troll?”

88. “You told me you wanted to let go. That night… I was coming over to tell you I wanted to try and fix things.”

89. “Okay, so maybe I lied! Maybe I’m not over you! Maybe I still have feelings! Stupid, stupid, uncontrollable, feelings!” “Well what made you think I don’t feel the same way?”

90. “I don’t want to do this. I can’t leave her behind.”

91.“I pictured you hotter, to be honest.”

92. “What do you mean you’ve never tried hangover sex? It’s like, an instant cure!”

93.“Is this the same store you don’t go to anymore because you said ‘I love you’ to the cashier?”

94 “Hey remember that time we practiced kissing? That was so dumb, right? Right…?”

95.“Yeah, we broke up months ago… I didn’t tell you about it because I didn’t think you cared.”

96. “Yeah, we made a sex bet and now it’s terrible because I thought I would be the one who’s better at it.”

97.“Oh my god, you have a concussion. Stop trying to flirt with me.”

98.“It’s super annoying that you’re so fit because you make me exercise more. How else was I supposed to ogle you?”

99. “Okay, wait. Can we stop joking around like we’d ever actually date? It’s really starting to hurt…”

100. “This is an apology pizza. Please take it or I will start crying right here.”

101. “They don’t like dogs. It wasn’t going to work out.”

102.“I’m too sober for this shit.”

103. “Okay, the blood isn’t mine, calm down.”

104.“You’re proud of me?”

105. “All I heard was ‘I swear it will be funny…’ and then we were in jail.”

106.“I’m not as damaged as I seem, I swear.”

107. “Hey, hey, calm down. They can’t hurt you anymore.”

108. “Darling don’t try that; you know it’ll never work.”

109. “Don’t waste your time on me love, I’m a lost cause.”

110. “I hope you know how much I—“ “Awww, love me?” “No, hate you.”

111. “Can I borrow a shirt to wear?”

112. “I needed someone and… you were the only one I thought of.”

113. You looked down at your hands, heart racing, and you wanted to be sick. Blood was everywhere.

114. The scream was loud; piercing.

115. “You’re stuck with me.”

116. “I swear to god if you ask me one more time if ‘I’m okay,’ I will rip your head off.”

117. “I’m trying to flirt with you.”

118.“I’m tired of being your dirty little secret.”

119. “Stop grabbing my ass.”

120. “It was just a nightmare. You are okay, I promise.”

121. “You slapped me.”

122.“Sit on my lap.”

123. “Will you stay? Just until I fall back asleep.”

124. “I’m sorry I tried to bite you.”

125.“I’m not used to someone putting me first.”

126.“Promise me that you’ll be safe.”

127.“I could break you, doll face.”

128.“Who did this to you?”

129. “Don’t give me that look.”

130. “I know we don’t talk anymore, but I still care about you and I’m here if you need me.”

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strangerstuffandthingsimagines · 6 years

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No Flash Photography pt 2 (Jonathan Byers x Reader)

A/N: Thanks to @10blurredsmoke10 for requesting I continue this! hope you like it :)

if theres any spelling mistakes ill fix them in the morning

You looked in the bathroom mirror carefully adjusting your hair making sure it was just right. You had tucked and untucked your cable knit sweater into your jeans five times debating what looked better.

“Screw it” you thought and decided it wouldn't matter after you put on your jacket.

You stepped out of the bathroom, but didn’t make it that far before returning to the mirror to fine tune your look.

“Y/N! Jonathan is here!” Your mother yelled from down stairs.

“I’ll be down in a minute!” you hollered back.

You smoothed out your clothes with your hands before letting out a shaky breathe. You didn’t know why you were so nervous, but you were.

You pulled on your coat and headed down stairs, wiping your sweaty palms on your jeans.

Jonathan stood in the doorway awkwardly as your mom made small talk, this making you cringe wondering what she had said to him. You caught Jonathan’s eye as he smiled at you offering a small wave.

“Hi Jonathan, sorry I took so long.” You apologized, more so to announce your presence to your mother.

“She’s been getting ready for the past two hours-” Your mom explained to your date.

“Okay mom, thats enough. We’ll be heading out now, see yuh” you said trying to leave the house before she pulled out the camera.

“Alright sweetie, you two have fun!” she said giddily. “Be home at a decent hour!” she called from the door way as you and Jonathan made your way across the porch and down the stairs.

“Bye mom!” you said giving her a look, in which she responded by mouthing “he’s cute”.

“Sorry about that” you said to Jonathan. “If you thought I don’t get out much, I’m sure that just confirmed your suspicions.”

“You don’t have to apologize, I’m sure my mom would have done the same” he laughed lightly, hesitantly linking his arm with yours.

You leaned into him ever so slightly, not wanting him to think you were weird or desperate or any other irrational fear you had.

“So where are we going?” You asked curiously.

If you were being honest, you didn't know what to expect from Jonathan. He led you toward his car, opened the passenger side door for you and waited for you to get in.

“I’m not 100% sure yet.” He admitted scratching the back of his neck before giving you an unsure smile.

“I guess we are going to find out” you said with a smile to match his.

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You had decided on milkshakes, and to avoid the chatter of the crowded restaurant, the two of you sat on the hood of his car in the parking lot. You had somehow managed to convince Jonathan to show you some of his pictures.

“These are amazing.” You said breathlessly, admiring the thought and skill that had been put into every photograph. “Your definitely going to get into your first choice.”

“Oh I don’t know” he said shyly “NYU is pretty competitive…I doubt I'm good enough.”

You grabbed his hands and made him look at you, his tired eyes not wanting to meet yours.

“Hey.” you said sympathetically “Your an amazing photographer, don't doubt yourself. You’ve got great taste in music, take the best photos and you can help a hopeless soul like me pass science. Your a real triple threat.”

You got a laugh out of Jonathan and a genuine smile.

“Thank you y/n.” he murmured as he slowly leaned in, his thumb tracing circles on the top of your hand.

You felt yourself leaning toward him, your free hand slowly found its place on his cheek.

Your lips met his and you felt the butterflies in your stomach return.

#jonathan byers #jonathan byers x reader #SSATJonathan #stranger things imagine #stranger things 2 #stranger things #stranger things 2 imagine

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klaineanummel · 6 years

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Story of My Life 22/24

Kurt reflects on the past twelve years of his life, coming to realize that one man in particular has affected him far more than he ever thought he would

Okay, first of all, I want to apologize for how long it has taken me to get this update out. Real life got in the way a bit, and the few times that I had to write, I got hit with writer’s block. I’m still not 100% sure how I feel about this chapter, but I can’t go over it any more than I already have, as I’ve already re-written parts of it like four times. Secondly, this is supposed to be written for the klaineadvent prompt “width” but honestly, I didn’t really incorporate the prompt (even though the chapter is still called “width”), so oops?

My goal is to have this story finished by the end of the week, before I go back to work. I hope you will stick around until the end! I know it’s been a long and frustrating road, and I’m honestly so thankful so many of you have stuck around as long as you have. Thank you so much for your amazing comments <3 your kind words bring me so much joy.

I hope you enjoy, and I’ll see you soon!

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June 29th, 2023

Kurt pushes open the doors to the Spotlight Diner, wincing at the sounds filling the restaurant. He keeps his sunglasses on, waving blandly at the server in his usual section. The booth he and his friends usually occupy is empty, but Kurt heads to a four-person booth instead, knowing Sam would be pissed as hell at him if he heard Kurt was taking up the eight-person booth for just him and Blaine.

The waitress, Madison, comes over to take his order right away. He stares up at her from behind his glasses and orders the largest, greasiest cheeseburger on the menu, with cheese fries on the side, and a strawberry milkshake. “Actually,” he says, glancing at the empty seat in front of him. “Make that two.”

She seems shocked at the order, but nods carefully and hurries to the back. Kurt groans as soon as she leaves and buries his head in his arms, trying to block out as much of the noise of the diner as he can.

“Well, don’t you look dashing today.”

Kurt groans again as Blaine chuckles and slides into the booth across from him. Kurt lifts his head a little, feeling a bit of his soul die as he takes Blaine in.

“You don’t look like you’re dying,” Kurt manages, which is honestly the understatement of the century. Blaine looks good, dammit. He’s done his hair, and is wearing decently nice clothes. He’s not wearing sunglasses, or even his regular glasses, which blows Kurt’s mind a little. He’s even smiling, which is just… too much. “How do you not look like you’re dying?”

“For one, I didn’t drink nearly as much as you did last night,” Blaine says. “I don’t get the same days off as normal people, remember?”

Kurt glares at him, even though he knows Blaine can’t see him from behind his sunglasses. “You still drank a lot, and I know because I went shot-for-shot with you for most of the night. And now you’re telling me that you just spent eight hours in rehearsal for a Broadway musical after that?”

“Six hours, and we’re technically off-Broadway” Blaine says, and Kurt scoffs.

“Same difference, and you know you won’t be for long,” Blaine blushes a little, but doesn’t contest the statement. “Blaine, I got out of bed less than an hour ago. It took me until I got on the subway to realize that my shirt was on backwards.”

“Yikes.”

“Yeah, yikes,” Kurt says, lowering his head back onto the table, covering it with his arms. “I’m too old for this shit.”

“Weren’t too old for it last night,” Blaine says, his voice teasing.

Kurt groans. “I’m only too old for it the morning after. Just wait til you get to my age, you’ll see what I mean.”

Blaine doesn’t answer, and Kurt would smack his head against the table if it didn’t still hurt so damn much.

“Shit, sorry,” he says, sitting up slowly. “I didn’t mean – fuck.”

“Kurt, it’s fine.”

“No, it’s not, I’m treating you like a kid again.” He rubs at his forehead, wincing behind his glasses. “Shit.”

“I mean, yeah, you are a little, but you weren’t last night.” Blaine shrugs, clearly trying to appear nonchalant. “And you’ve been better about it over the past few months.”

“But I still keep doing it, and I swear, I don’t want to.”

“I know,” Blaine reaches forward and takes Kurt’s hand, squeezing it gently. Kurt is surprised at the sudden touch, heart leaping in his chest. Blaine is smiling softly at him from across the booth, his hand gentle in Kurt’s. “It already means a lot to me that you’re trying so hard.”

“I shouldn’t have to try, though,” Kurt says. “Nobody else has to try, so I don’t get why it’s so hard for me.” He rubs over his face, fingers dipping under his sunglasses. “Fuck, I’m hungover.”

“I can tell,” Blaine says, chuckling a little. “Kurt, seriously,” his hand tightens around Kurt’s, “it means a lot to me that you’re not only trying so hard, but that you’re so open with me about it. But really, it’s not that big of a deal. I mean, I am still five years younger than you. It’s fair for you to feel that bit of separation.”

“Yeah, but it’s not fair for me to treat you like I did when I was nineteen and you were fourteen, because we’re both different people now, and our relationship should reflect that.”

Blaine grins and says, “I mean, you did encourage me to lose my virginity when I was sixteen, so…”

“Don’t even start with me,” Kurt groans. “I’m too hungover to deal with the mess of feelings that situation evokes.”

“I’m just saying. You were able to treat me like an adult in that situation.”

“Even though I shouldn’t have, because Blaine, that was all kinds of inappropriate.”

“Yes, okay, in hindsight it was, but at the time it meant a lot to me that you were so honest with me. Just… I don’t know, keep being honest with me, and I think things will be fine.”

Kurt smiles at him, bringing his free hand down to where his and Blaine’s hands are intertwined. “You’re too good to me.”

“Stop,” Blaine says, blushing a little.

“Seriously, you are. You’re the best person I know.” Blaine’s lips part slightly, and his blush deepens. “You’re always so thoughtful, and kind, and so, so selfless. Besides, only an amazing person like you would deal with my drunk ass like you did last night,” he chuckles a little when he finishes, remembering Blaine’s concerned look as Kurt downed his fourth shot of tequila.

Blaine clears his throat, then carefully removes his hand from Kurt’s. “I didn’t actually do that much last night. You ran off after a while, and I saw you with some guy. Guess he’s the best person ever, too, huh?”

Kurt scrunches up his nose. Right, the guy from last night. The one who was an amazing kisser, but gave him a terrible blowjob in the men’s room. He’d almost managed to forget about him. “He is nowhere near the best person, let me tell you.”

Blaine raises an eyebrow. “That bad, huh?”

Kurt shakes his head, then winces. “Wouldn’t put him in the top ten category, that’s for sure.” His headache dulls slightly, and he gives Blaine a careful glance. “Sorry, is this weird? I know I’m trying to treat you like more of an adult, but is sex life talk too far?”

Blaine licks his lips, glancing down. “I don’t know,” he says. “It shouldn’t be.”

“But is it? Because Blaine, I don’t want to make anything weird with us. I love hanging out with you so, so much.”

Blaine stares into his eyes, so deeply that Kurt wonders if he can actually see him through the sunglasses. Blaine has always had that way of looking at him, like he can see right into his soul.

“Then why do you keep going for other guys?”

Kurt’s heart practically stops in his chest. “What?”

Blaine keeps staring at him for a long moment, then gently shakes his head. “Never mind, I shouldn’t have said that.”

“Blaine…”

“Forget it, Kurt,” Blaine says, refusing to make eye contact. “I don’t know why I keep bringing this up. It’s so stupid.”

“Blaine, your feelings aren’t stupid.”

“They’re stupid enough that you won’t even consider me,” Blaine says. Kurt thinks he sees tears pooling in Blaine’s eyes. “God, sorry. I told myself I wouldn’t do this anymore.” He brings a hand up and wipes under his eyes with his thumb. Kurt’s heart aches.

“You don’t have to apologize.”

“Yes, I do, because I’m so damn –” Blaine shakes his head, and wipes at his eyes again. “I don’t know why I keep doing this. No wonder you don’t see me as an adult, because I’m still acting like I did when I was thirteen-fucking-years-old.”

“Blaine…”

“Alright, here we go,” Madison slides up to their table, carrying a tray with both their plates and milkshakes. “Two cheeseburgers with cheese fries, and strawberry milkshakes.” She sets the food and drinks in front of them, smiling widely at them. “Can I get you guys anything else?”

“No, we’re fine,” Blaine says, voice cracking a little. She doesn’t look convinced, but leaves anyway after shooting Kurt a confused glance. Blaine looks down at his food as she leaves and asks, “Why did she bring me this? I don’t remember ordering anything.”

“I ordered for you,” Kurt admits, slumping in his seat. “When I thought you would be as hungover as I am.”

Blaine groans. “Why are you so damn thoughtful?”

Kurt looks down at his food. “I’m really, really not.”

Blaine sighs, and they fall into silence for a few moments. Kurt takes the opportunity to eat a few cheese fries, though they don’t satisfy him as they usually do. He watches Blaine as he eats, notices the tightness in his jaw and the frustration in his eyes.

Whether that frustration is aimed at himself or at Kurt, Kurt just can’t know.

“I’m sorry, Kurt,” Blaine says, standing up suddenly. He stares down at Kurt, and Kurt pushes his sunglasses out of his eyes, ignoring the irritation of the lights hitting him fully. He suddenly feels ridiculous having been wearing them this entire time. “I really appreciate you buying me dinner, but I’m just…” he rubs a hand over his face. “I think I need to go home now. Maybe I’m more hungover than I thought.”

“You don’t have to leave, Blaine,” Kurt says quickly, standing as well. “I don’t want you to leave.”

A small smile appears on Blaine’s face as he stares at him, and Kurt feels his skin heating up. “That’s why I have to go, though,” he says. “Because you say things like that and it does things to me that it shouldn’t.” He shrugs delicately. “Maybe I should start treating myself like an adult, too.”

“Having feelings doesn’t make you less of an adult.”

“Yeah, but holding on to a decade-long crush that I know full-well is never going to be reciprocated kind of does.” He presses his lips together, then turns on his heels and says, “I’ll see you on Monday for Cooper’s tux fitting, okay?”

“Blaine, wait,” Kurt calls out, ignoring the way his head throbs as he does, but Blaine doesn’t stop. He walks out of the Spotlight Diner without looking back, and Kurt feels a hollowness in his chest as he falls back into his booth.

His mind flashes back to a few months ago, when Mercedes told him that not even giving Blaine a chance was starting to become cruel. He watches the door of the diner, knowing full-well that Blaine doesn’t plan to return.

Mercedes was definitely right, because sitting in this booth, he feels cruel. He feels like the worst possible human being in the world.

And the worst part is, he has no idea how to make things better.

Part Twenty-Three: Year

#klaine au #klaine fic #klaineanummel fic #multi chapter #fic: soml

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Where's my ₩500?

Chapter 1 - 5 Shots

Genre: Fluff Pairing: Seungcheol x Jeonghan Word count: ?? Summary: Jeonghan breaks up with his boyfriend, Jihoon. Thankfully his bestfriend drags him out of hiding to face the real world. That's if the definition of 'real world' is a cute brown haired boy called Seungcheol who makes you coffee every morning. A/N: I originally posted this on AO3 - This is really short but chaptered so the next ones will be longer if I ever get around to it, I hope y'all enjoy this.

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“Hyung! Come on, you’ve barely done anything apart from sulk and study like a nerd all week,” Dokyeom whines, tugging the blanket away from Jeonghan shoulders, who is, like always, hunched over his computer's keyboard. Jeonghan groans as Dokyeom continues to kick trash around the room in an attempt to make a path towards the windows, before ripping open the room’s curtains. “Ergh, how does Joshua live in here with someone like you.” Dokyeom sasses, his nose crinkling at the smell of cheetos and some off brand energy drinks lingering in the room. “Joshua is never here these days, he’s been staying with his boyfriend's in their new apartment the past few weeks,” Jeonghan retorts, finally straightening in the desk chair. He stretches his arms only to knock over a can of something onto the carpet, making Dokyeom sigh as he watches him stare and do nothing about the forming stain. “Have you really given up already?”

“You can’t sit here and mope forever, we’re all worried,” The younger sighs as he watches Jeonghan bang his head back down onto the desk and take a deep breath. “I’m not moping, I just need to pass these classes,” Jeonghan mumbles into the polished wood, refusing to open his eyes. Dokyeom decides he’s watched his best friend pout for long enough and proceeds to drag a messy haired Jeonghan up and into the bathroom. He does a sniff test on a couple items of clothing out of a suspicious pile on his bedroom floor, shoving some into the bathroom behind Jeonghan when satisfied. “I’m not letting you out until you’re presentable enough to socialise with actual humans, not a computer screen,” Dokyeom states, holding the door handle in place as Jeonghan complains jiggles the handle with the hope that he would cave and let him wallow in his own sorrow forever. After realising there was no way around his friends and their stubborness, he decides to cooperate and possibly change his clothes for the first time in 4 days. Jeonghan admits defeat and climbs into the bathtub, turning the shower on hot. --------------------------

“Wow! He isn’t dead!?” Seungkwan exclaims, pointing at Jeonghan. The entire café turns to stare at the group of boys, specifically the eldest. Dokyeom glares and smacks his hand down around the back of the boys head, dragging Jeonghan down into the small booth. “We missed you, hyung” grins Minghao, pushing his milkshake across the table as if to offer Jeonghan a sip, which he gladly accepts, a nice change from 100₩ cans of yuck. An awkward silence is maintained, the only thing making the room bearable was the bickering of couples as background noise. “So,” Hoshi begins, all eyes turning to him, anticipating his next words. “I heard you broke up with Jihoon.”

There he goes. You could cut the tension with a knife, all eyes moving back to Jeonghan to see his reaction to Hoshi’s words, Chan kicking his leg full force under the table. “Y-yeah.” Jeonghan stutters, he visibly grips the glass in front of him so tight his knuckles turn white and Seungkwan is sure the glass is about to shatter until Minghao pries his fingers off of it. He has been waiting for it to come up in conversation but the wound is still fresh, and to be honest he’s been filling his time with so many distractions he hasn’t had time to process it yet. “Sorry, I wasn’t thinking and I just want to make sure you’re okay because you’re like a brother to me and I care about you and-” Hoshi babbles on until Jeonghan smiles down at the table and interrupts. “It’s fine, I’m sorry for worrying you all.”

Chan opens his mouth to speak but Jeonghan interrupts again, “I’m gonna go get my own drink.” “Hi, what can i get you today?” The barista beams at Jeonghan who’s zoned out staring at the menu. “Can I get a cappuccino with as many shots of espresso as humanly possible?” Jeonghan questions, finally looking down at the other boy. His mouth goes dry when he sees how ethereal he looks with his plump lips and mesmerising eyes and- “That’ll be ₩8,000.” Jeonghan snaps out of his trance and clumsily reaches into his back pocket, fumbling with his change as he struggles to count effectively. “I-I only have ₩7,500” He frowns as he recounts, embarrassed he doesn’t have enough to pay for a single coffee nor speak a sentence to a cute boy without stuttering. “Don’t worry, I’ll cover it since it looks like you need the caffeine, you can pay me back next time,” The barista smiles and opens his palm so Jeonghan has somewhere to drop the loose coins. After profusely thanking the other for making up for the ₩500, Jeonghan waits for his coffee the other side of the bar, in a trance as he watches the barista (who’s name he doesn’t quite know yet) make his coffee. “Cappuccino with 5 shots for the cute boy that owes me ₩500?” --------------------------

#seventeen fluff #Jeonghan #Seungcheol #Jeongcheol #seventeen #seventeen smut #kpop fluff #College AU #cafe au #Coffee shop AU #seventeen reactions #seventeen scenarios #seventeen imagines

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