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melissa-kenobi · 3 years

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Hii!! I hope your doing fine at uni!!

Wanted to know if you would make a little something for Rex and/or Kiri (gosh I miss him) having a big crush on you and then catching you gasping his name while you’re sleeping? Or maybe something where reader has a kid/sibling/cousin and he takes care of the kid and it warms your heart so much 😫💕 I now want them all to be space dads oh my

Aaaand, now that I’m watching the bad batch and getting to see more of the characters, I really think I ship you with Hunter! He would make little things for you that at first you wouldn’t even notice, like knowing that you’re tired silently screaming at wrecker not to make noise because you need rest, or stopping by a planet he knows you will love, opening doors for you, buying something you like and just leaving it somewhere in the shop for you to find. And one time, when he’s done one of those things you just catch his smile while he’s looking at you, and the way he just nods at you and leaves, with that smile that you don’t see often still on his lips, leaves you gasping for air. Then you start noticing them, and you search for him anytime you think he did something, and he’s always looking at you lovingly. But he won’t talk to you more than necessary, you weren’t sure of what was happening. But you start doing things for him too. Always from a distance, and always looking at each other. Until one day after a hard day he’s just working and going over plans, he’s stiff and tired and you go behind him and without thinking, start massaging his shoulders, neck and back. At first he goes to grab your hand, afraid of your touch, but you assure him that it’s okay and with a sound coming deep from his chest he closes his eyes and lets you touch him. Maybe you keep massaging his shoulders from time to time. And he craves it, needs your touch to relax. He always thanks you afterwards. And maybe, one of those times he can’t get enough and he grabs your waist, sliding your body between his legs while he’s sitting, your hands on his shoulders, your face hot while you try to keep your fingers working on his muscles. Maybe then he would put his mouth on your collarbone and leave a damp spot on your tunic. Needing more of you.

And what happened next is up to you 👀 It might have gotten out of hand, but I think he would be so sweet with you and would definetly like to hold your hand whenever you’re close to him and care soooo much about you and your well-being

Love you, and have a nice day 💕

Heyyy Emmeee 💕💕 yess I am doing okay at uni, only only like a week or two left, then we are done!!!

Omg Hunter 🥺🥺 emme that was like a fully fledged fic, I love it sm, hunter is bae, honestly I love that man, he definitely up there with Din as my faves. AND THAT ENDING asfgahsjshsj, 🥵🥵 - y-you've got my imagination spiralling, need.... to .... write.... a.... hunter... fic.... 🥵😭

& ohmygosh Kiri, I promise I haven't forgotten him or my boys!! So I did like a lil thing for both coz I couldn't choose between both my babies (I'm indecisive okay?).

Love you Emme xx

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Sleep Talking

Commander Kiri (265th) x Reader

It was a simple mission, in and out, gather the Intel and leave. Hopper was supposed to take the aircraft and pick the two of up after it was finished. Honestly one of the easiest missions ever.

But no.

Nothing was ever that easy with the 265th.

So here the two of you were, stuck in kriffing cave, no clue where in the galaxy you were. But you knew one thing, you had Kiri with you and if he was with you, you knew you were going to be just fine.

Although Kiri was anxious being together with his General for a prolonged period of time. His feelings for her were too strong, although his brothers all knew, they had promised to keep quite. At least till he figures out what to do, and how to tell you.

"General, I'll take first watch, you can get some rest."

You let out a deep sigh. Your commander was an absolute pain in the arse, one that would rival even Skywalker. He was stubborn and loyal and pretty and maker he looked ever so soft with his helmet off. How you wanted to run your hands through his hair as you tugged on his braid, making his mouth open in pleasure as you su-

Kriff! What in karking hell were you thinking? You blinked rapidly as to help regain your thoughts, but the images of Kiri moaning only flooded your mind.

"Kriff..." You muttered, completely ignoring your commanders words.

"Y/N?"

Fuck he said your name. Kriff, no- stop imaging things, not the way he would sound moaning your name in contempt.

"Yeah?"

"Are you okay?" He placed a hand on your thigh, the warmth spreading through your body like a fire, causing you to jolt at his sudden touch, making Kiri huddle even closer to you. Kiri pulled a glove off, placing a hand on your forehead, feeling it burn him to the skin.

"Kriff, Y/N! You're burning!" Kiri quickly acted, grabbing a wet cloth and placed it on your forehead, your eyes wide at his naked hand. His beautiful tanned skin was on show and all you wanted to do was to hold his hand, amongst other things, but mainly to touch him.

"Okay, lie down. I'm gonna take care of you."

"Mmh... okay."

You lay down, head in Kiri's lap as you closed your eyes, your hands unconsciously grabbing his as you clutched it in your grip, ultimately hugging his entire arm as you fell asleep.

"Cyar'ika..." Kiri rumbled, his voice deep as he let you hug his hand, he pulled off the glove of the other one before using it to sweep some hair away from your face.

He adjusted himself on the floor, laying sideways as he let you cuddle yourself into his body, your hands still holding onto his as you slept. Maker knows how long the two of you would be here for. He wrapped his arm around you, holding you close as the two of you slept.

"Sweet dreams mesh'la..." Kiri whispered as he placed a kiss on your forehead.

***

"Kiri... I-i please..."

Kiri woke up instantly, his eyes immediately landing on you beside him, still in the same position as before, although you had his hand dragged down to another spot. His eyes widened in surprise as he realised you weren't in danger but- you were aroused.

You let out a small moan, your bottom sliding backwards against his codpiece, making Kiri gasp, his free hand holding your waist as you grinded against him.

"Fuck, Kiri- please..."

Kiri's eyes widened in shock as you moaned his name, your voice getting louder. He was certain you were asleep, but your body certainly wasn't. He growled in annoyance, kriff, he wanted you so badly, but he didn't know if you reciprocated his feelings.

He had to wake you.

"Mesh'la- Y/N... wake up..." He gently shook you, soothing your hair with his hand as he traced a finger down your cheek.

You woke up with a start, your hands clutching at Kiris arm before you realised and pulled away, turning in your spot, Kiri glanced at you. Immediately you knew Kiri was aware of what type of dream you were having.

"Kriff... Kiri, I am so so-"

"Don't aplogise, I-i er... mesh'la, Y/N I have feelings for you, I know-"

You cut him off with a tug towards your body, and a small kiss on his lips before grinning. "I've been waiting for you to confess."

"You have? How did yo-.... was it Jester?"

You let out a little giggle, before kissing him on the nose. "No you bantha head, I've known for a while, you just- you just act differently around me.... and yes Jester did tell me."

"Maker, I was so worried, I didn't know if you felt the same or-"

"Well, the dream I has certainly shows so..."

Kiri smirked, flipping you onto your back. "Oh yeah? Why don't you tell me all about it? I'd love to make it into a reality."

***

Kids

Captain Rex (501st) x Reader

Kark. You were so fucked.

Your sister was dropping off her kid at yours today and Rex was coming round. You hadn't seen your fiancè in so long and you hadn't seen your niece in a while either. Rex had been off world for a couple of rotations so you were missing him dearly.

*knock knock knock*

"Shit.." You muttered, rushing to open the door just as you saw your fiancè in the hallway, waiting for you.

"Rex!" You grinned, jumping into his arms as he dropped his bag and caught you. You placed kisses all over his face as he kicked his bag inside and shut the door.

"Mesh'la, I've missed you so much..." Rex groaned as you kissed his sweet spot, his hands grasping your bottom tightly as he walked in the direction of your bedroom.

*knock knock knock*

Your eyes widen in surprise, almost forgetting your slight dilemma.

"Are you expecting someone else cyar'ika?"

You grimaced, jumping down from Rex's arms and rushing to the door. Your sister stood there, with your niece in her arms as you watched her jump down and into your legs. Your sister hadn't formally met Rex yet, she knew you were engaged.

"Auntie Y/N!!!"

Your sister looked at you in joy as you picked up the child, Rex walking up behind you, a hand on your waist as he peered over your shoulder to look at the child and it's mother as she left.

"Thank you ever so much Y/N! I'll be back tomorrow!! I promise!" Your sister yelled as she dumped the bags in your house, before pulling you into a hug.

"You better behave Daisy."

"Yes mama, I pro- I prowis..." The little girl spoke, eyes wide as she spotted Rex. Her little blue eyes focused on the man stood before her as she waved at him, smiling at his curious expression.

"Thank you my darling sister, I owe you one."

"Yeah you do sis." You rolled your eyes.

She gave her daughter a kiss on the cheek, before whispering in your ear. "He's cute and hot! Plus it'll be good practi-"

"OKAY! Goodbye, I shall see you tomorrow." You quickly pushed her away, waving goodbye as you slammed the door shut.

"Auntie Y/N?"

"Yes honey?"

"Who's that? He's very bwig!" The 3 year old asked, fidgeting in your grasp before you put her down. She waddled over to Rex, tugging on his leg, lifting her hands up to be held.

"I think she wants you to pick her up Rex..." You giggled softly.

His eyes went wide as they looked from the little girl to you then back to Daisy. "I-i erm, I don't- I've never-"

Daisy tugged on his pants "You... you just have to do this...". The two year old mimicked picking up a child as Rex let out a small grin. You rolled your eyes at your nieces antics, she just wanted to be tall, but you couldn't help but tease Rex.

"Yeah Rex, you just gotta pick her up."

Rex stuck his tongue at you before bending down and picking up the child with ease. His large hands covering the entirety of her body as he held her in one arm. Daisy gasped in shock.

"I'm so tall!!" She giggled as she cuddled into Rex's embrace. "Can you- please can you put me on your shwolders?"

"Of course little one!" Rex happily complied, lifting Daisy effortlessly onto his shoulders as she wrapped her little arms around his head, holding on tight.

"Yay! Look Auntie! I taller than you and-" The little girl stopped when she realised she didn't know the man who was holding her, his name. She looked at you and gestured for you to come closer.

"Auntie, I don't know his name." She whispered, although her whispering was quite loud and she had accidentally tapped Rex on the head when speaking.

"Rex, you can call him Rex."

"Okay! I taller than Uncle Rex and Auntie Y/N!!" The little girl giggled as she directed Rex to the kitchen, Rex gave you a large grin, one that made your heart swell with joy as you watched him interact with your niece.

***

Depsite Rex not ever having any experience with children - he was a natural with Daisy. The two of them had been glued to each other, neither of them leaving each others side. You were pretty sure you weren't Daisy favourite person anymore.

The time had come to put her to bed, but upon looking for her you found her tucked into Rex's side, her little arms hugging Rex as she drooled on his chest. Your heart warmed, the sight was one you wished to keep forever. Grabbing your data pad, you quickly snapped a picture - keeping the memory tucked away.

You slid into the seat next to Rex, softly kissing his forehead as he pulled you into his free arm.

"Honey? I want one of our own." Rex mumbled as he kissed your forehead, tucking yourself into his arms.

"Oh yeah? Let's get this one back to her mom and then we can start on our own."

Even in his sleepy state Rex cuddled you tighter, kissing your lips and mumbling gently "I can't wait."

***

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sweetsubharry · 3 years

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hey ! sorry to bother you but could you reccomend me some fics of footballer louis?? thank you !! love your acc

Hiya!! 💖you can never bother me!! ^-^ ohmgosh I’m so glad you like my blog! I love footballer louis djskasdhjag tysm(sorry it took soooo long!)

please make sure you read the tags and stay safe everyone!💖

Also these are not in any particular order, however I will say the first two are probably my favourites ;) I have to read them again right after this!

freeze this moment in a frame and stay like this by rosesau

Harry (not so) secretly crushes on the cute footie player and fills pages with sketches of him.

Don't Stop Thinking About Tomorrow by 1Diamondinthesun

Harry spends most of his time in an empty house or a lonely darkroom, dreaming of leaving his small town for art school. He's invisible to most people. And then Louis Tomlinson sees him. Life will never be the same.

Or, the American high school AU loosely inspired by She's All That.

Definition of Beauty by zanni_scaramouche

“Your book is upside down.” Harry nods at Louis’ book, his history text now that he sees it too.

“I’d rather study you.”

They both blink, startled by the slip.

“With you. Study with you,” Louis rushes to say. “Liam says I’m shite at history, can you help?”

Louis’ caught off guard by an omega he nearly takes out with an errant footie ball. It’s not that Louis’ never seen Harry before, it’s that he can’t stop looking, and he’s desperate to figure him out.

Coffee Cups and Football Boots by kimtaedumb

Harry’s stood behind the counter again, but this time he’s painting his nails. Louis strolls up to the counter and, thanks to his no brain-to-mouth filter, blurts out, “Isn’t that a little girlish, Haz?” leaning closer to inspect.

Harry lets out a little huff as his hand slips, “Oh, damn, now I’ve messed it up,” he pouts and turns to Louis, “Why should making myself feel pretty be girly?”

Louis holds up his hands in surrender, “’M not judging, jus’ curious is all.”

(The entirely cheesy and cliché Christmas AU, in which Harry doesn’t give a damn what people think about him – mostly – and Louis may be a little bit in love.

Alternatively, the one in which Harry owns a café that’s barely scraping by and Louis is a footballer and he takes Harry away for Christmas.

Featuring Zayn as a cocky little shit that most definitely needs to be put back in his place, Niall as the loveable Irish dude who drinks too much and flirts with Zayn more than the average girl, and Liam who loves everyone but hates them all at the same time.)

Way in the World by flowsque

When Louis Tomlinson enters the waiting room, Harry can distinctly feel his heart sinking to his stomach. The man's hair is ruffled and dishevelled and his red jersey, damp with sweat from training, clings to his perfect and chiseled body. He stands there, almost unreal, against the glass door, peering inside the office. Harry knew this would’ve happened, sooner or later. That he would have bumped into him. They play for the same club after all, even if they’re in different leagues. It’s not weird. It is not. Except it totally is. - Or, the one where Harry has a knee injury and an embarrassing crush on Manchester United's pretty number ten.

I Long For You by AnotherAnonymousWriter

Thirty minutes later, he's sat on a bench in Hyde Park with a book in his lap and a travel mug with hot tea in his hand. Not far from where he's sat, a group of boys are playing football and a bunch of children are chasing each other. Life is good.

Or at least, life is good until he hears a familiar “LOOK OUT!” and sees a football flying in the direction of his face.

And then everything is black.

(Harry gets hit in the head by various objects and falls for a boy with blue eyes.)

ease the quiet and talk me down by cabinbythesea

Harry's a model and Louis' a footie player.

(Louis teaches Harry some football and Harry is insanely good at giving a lapdance).

Baby, It's You by Bearandleonardwrite

"Oh, yeah. Um..” Harry lets his hands fall to his sides. His brows furrow, face full of concern, and he asks, “You’re not, like, stalking me, are you?”

Louis can’t help the loud cackle that escapes his lips and immediately slaps one of his hands over his mouth to muffle the sound. “Oh my god, Harry, no!” Louis tells him, a little breathlessly, giggles still bubbling out of his chest. “Lottie’s one of the makeup artists here today and she somehow got me to agree to come. I had no idea you modeled for, uh.. this brand until I saw you walk.”

“Oh,” Harry says dumbly, eyebrows still pinched. He lets what Louis just said sink in before a bright grin takes over his face and he goes back to doing up the buttons on his shirt. “Well, that’s alright, then. I’m glad you could make it.

(Basically, Louis' a footie player for Man U and Harry's a YSL model. They meet at a masquerade.)

Touch by kotabear24

Harry's shy and virginal with a past, new on the football team; Louis' the (experienced) popular star of the team and Harry's new mentor.

Come In and Change My Life by lightswoodmagic (sarah_writes)

He’d had the same neighbours since he’d moved into the building, a lovely, wealthy couple in their late sixties who had always invited him around for tea on Sundays. Martha had dropped off homemade biscuits the day he’d moved in, so Harry figured he may as well repeat the sentiment. He could hear someone getting closer to the door just as a flush ran through his body; oh fuck. His heat was close, too close to be knocking on a potentially unknown alpha’s door, but it was too late. The door swung open, and Harry’s mouth dropped. He’d never been overly interested in football, couldn’t find the fascination in watching men run around after a ball for hours aside from their uniforms, but he knew who this was. Louis Tomlinson, alpha, captain of Manchester United, star in a number of Harry’s heat addled fantasies, was his new next-door neighbour.

Or, Harry and Louis become friends when Harry looks after Louis' cat during away games, until one night at a party changes everything between them. It's just a shame Louis' going to be away for the FIFA World Cup for three months.

see the truth (it's me for you) by orphan_account

If you asked Louis the first day of his French Literature class what he’d be doing on the last, he’d probably never have guessed it would involve helping a poorly Harry Styles study for the final exam. Good thing he’s not a betting man.

(Or the one where Louis and Harry spend an entire semester ignoring each other after a one-night stand, only to come face to face when Harry manages to catch the stomach flu during finals week. Sometimes fate is funny like that.)

Use Your Words by zedi

based off this prompt: collage au where jock!harry always serenades flowercrown!louis with love songs in their music class. what nobody knows is that harry actually kinda means the words he sings.

But instead it's Louis as the jock and Harry as the flowerchild because I do what I want.

Stop The World (I Wanna Get Off With You) by ilikepianos

"You like this, don't you?", he asks breathlessly.

What? Sucking cock? Being dominated? Yes, all of that. A big fat yes.

Harry nods, lips still wrapped around Louis' throbbing dick.

Louis' lips curl into a smirk. "Keep going then. You're doing amazing, love."

OR: The uni-football AU where Harry may or may not have a minor crush on the captain of the team and suddenly discovers that the feeling is very much mutual.

Picture Perfect by LittleBubbleStyles

an AU where Louis Tomlinson is a misunderstood football player, and Harry Styles is a misunderstood photographer. Somehow, they're understood together.

I just think about my baby; I'm so full of love I could barely eat by mercutionotromeo

Harry and Louis are six hundred miles apart, but they have the same solutions to the same problem.

Or: a masturbation drabble featuring pillow humping, locker rooms, and copious amounts of dirty talk.

into another (another) serotonin overflow by mercutionotromeo

Harry wants this year to be different - wants it to be the year that he finally gets over this stupid crush. He’s going to uni, he needs to decide what he wants to do with his life.

Instead, he’s deciding what he wants to do to Louis Tomlinson.

Or: Sweet first time sex wherein Harry's adorably awkward, Louis is achingly cool, and Harry rides Louis wearing his jersey.

note: it says it in the tag but this is the edited version written in 2019, rather than the 2017 original- so there’s two put I put the link for the newest one :)

need a little sweetness in my life by mercutionotromeo

Harry's always liked feeling desperate and small when Louis touches him, but when he sucks Harry off...it’s fucking otherworldly. Desperate’s not really the word at that point - it’s helpless. Like… like the fucking world could stop spinning and Harry wouldn’t be able to do anything about it until Louis finished him off with his lips and his tongue.

Or, Harry and Louis go to university together. Harry really likes it when Louis sucks him off, and Louis really likes it when Harry calls him Daddy.

(Sequel to "into another serotonin overflow")

I made a map of your stars by brightbluelou

Harry does not have a crush on Louis Tomlinson. Yes, Louis is very pretty and funny, and Harry may have had more than a few inappropriate thoughts about him, but he certainly doesn’t like him. (Except for the fact that he totally does.) or, Harry is the shy boy in the back of the class that no one really notices. Louis is the loud, outgoing football player that everybody likes.

We Made These Memories for Ourselves by supernope

Breath held, Harry squints his eyes open and focuses on the first stick. A blue line. Harry breathes out an unsteady breath. He’s pretty sure he read that one blue line is a negative, but he fishes the box from the bottom of the pile just to make sure.

“Negative,” he confirms, voice echoing around the small room. “Next.”

Now that he’s feeling a little less shaky, he scans the rest of the tests at once, is met with a headache-inducing mixture of pink plus signs and blue double lines. His heart rate picks up until it’s pounding triple-time in the base of his throat and the pit of his stomach, thundering in his ears and throbbing in his temples. He flips over the rest of the boxes slowly, but he knows what they’re going to say before he even looks.

[or, Louis is a footballer, Harry owns a bakery, and they're having a baby.]

Kiss Me on the Mouth and Set Me Free by ls2k14

Louis has his head thrown back in a laugh, his wet fringe hanging in front of his eyes, and a beautiful flush to his cheeks. From this angle, the sun hits his face just right to where the beams of light are shining in between the spaces of each individual clump of watered down eyelashes. His chest is showing through the soaked material of his white jersey and it seems that his biceps are attempting to break free from the sleeves that are clinging to his skin.

And Harry can do nothing except take it all in. He doesn’t even think he’s breathing at this point. He is literally stuck in place, admiring the true beauty of Louis Tomlinson, while being surrounded by fit footballers and generally attractive people. He doesn’t think he’s ever been in love before, but if Louis let him, he’s pretty damn sure he could change that in the matter of a few nanoseconds.

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wild-flower-art · 4 years

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The Old Guard- Andy x Reader (F/F)

Guess who’s back and betta than evaaa? I’m so sorry it took me almost 2 whole ass months to post the 3rd chapter. With school starting up again, the part of uni I work at got fuckin hectic. Luckily that part of my life has settled a bit (for now), and now it’s time to get back on track in other parts of my life...writing being one of them. Enjoy!

Chapter 2

Chapter 3 – Help us (I think I’m sticking to 3rd-person POV-- 2,975 word count)

Darkness engulfs (y/n) as she enters the house, only able to see and follow the light from her flashlight. Her suit is weighing heavily on her body, her helmet obstructing her vision but protecting her all the same. She does her best to get out as quickly as possible, the SCBA tank only allowing for at least 30 minutes to get in, do her job, and get out. Some of (y/n)’s team are trying to extinguish the fire that just won’t let up, and the rest of them have been sent in to get people out. (Y/n) sees there’s a basement door in the kitchen. She radios in to her team that she’s going down. She can hear screams. Girls crying out for help. The further down into the basement she goes the darker it becomes. This is where the fire started. She reaches the bottom of the stairs and can hear the screams even louder now. Her flashlight shines on another door. That’s where they are. (Y/n) tries to calmly yet quickly get the door latches unlocked with her bolt cutters. Their screams are getting louder. They know they’re being saved. Before she can get the door open there’s an explosion behind her, knocking (y/n) forward…

She awakes with a start, having almost rolled off the bed. Her heart is racing, blood running cold through your body, left side of her torso throbbing with pain. (Y/n) is damp with sweat, soaking through her shirt. She searches for her lamp, but then remembers she’s not at home. She then reaches for a candle and lighter, flinching slightly at the sight of the flame.

It was just a dream.

…But it really wasn’t. It’s a memory that not even sleep can help her escape from. Before she can focus too much on what she did wrong, and what she could’ve done better, she hears a light tapping at the door. Her breathing hitches in her throat, but then releases itself when she realize it’s Nile, the light from the main room illuminating (y/n)’s—no, not her room—the guest room, probably. Not at all decorated or welcoming. It looks like a room used for storage, not being meant for personal use.

Nile whispers, “Hey, are you okay? I thought I heard crying.”

“Yeah, I’m fine, Nile. Thank you. Just a….bad dream.”

“You have those often?”

“Yeah, too often.”

“You’re not the most peaceful of sleepers then, huh? As an ex-Marine I know how that feels.”

“An ex-Marine?”

Nile stammers, “Oh, yeah, uh I was in for a few years before I got injured, and was uhmm discharged.” She tries to hold eye contact, but then looks away after a beat. (Y/n) feels like she overstepped a line she didn’t know existed.

“Oh…I’m sorry.”

“Nah, it’s okay. It was for the best, I’m sure. Maybe. I don’t know. Soooo....can I ask what you dream about?”

(y/n) sighs, “Before moving here to England I used to be a firefighter back home. We had been called out to the scene of a possible trafficking house the feds had been keeping an eye on. It had caught fire rather quickly, so we had to move just as fast, if not faster.”

(Y/n) looks down at her hands that she didn’t realize were clenched into fists. She inhales slowly so as not to cause more pain to her diaphragm, and on a shuddery exhale (y/n) releases the tension in her hands and shoulders. Fuck, my body hurts.

“I had gone down to the basement where I heard the screaming of young women and girls…kids…” A lump forms in her throat she tries to swallow down before continuing, “I was so close to getting them out, but then something went off behind me, knocking me forward. It felt like I was being tackled by a large animal or something, knocking me out cold. My dream usually ends there.”

“What happened after? In real life, I mean.”

“My team was able to get me out of there, the girls weren’t so lucky. The next thing I remember is waking up in a hospital bed about a week later. I quit shortly after when I heard the traffickers who had the girls in the house weren’t caught. I felt like I owed it to them to keep future girls from being victimized like that. I followed them here to England, but the trail ran cold about a month ago. I’ve been teaching self-defense classes to women, young girls, and non-binary kids since I’ve arrived here to be of use and pass the time, maybe make some money…oh shit, speaking of, where’s my phone? I need to contact my classes and cancel.” (Y/n) starts patting down her pockets and aimlessly checking the sheets and under pillows for her phone.

“Oh, uhm…I don’t remember you having a phone on you when we brought you. Maybe it fell out at the building?”

“Fuck. Well, I’ll contact them tomorrow when I leave from here.”

“Leave? No, you shouldn’t leave. You should stay until you’re healed up.”

“I don’t think your friends want me around for too long. I was gonna suggest I go to a hospital, but looks like you know your way around a bandage and sutures.” She says, examining her wound.

“Yeah, well, it helps to know those things out in the field. Anyway, please stay. We insist. And I’ll help you contact your class tomorrow. In the meantime, you should really get some rest. You look like shit.” She says the last part half-heartedly and with a smirk.

“Aw gee thanks, jerk”, (y/n) chuckles.

Nile starts to exit the room before (y/n) stops her. “Hey, Nile? I mean it, thank you.”

She smiles and nods before closing the door behind her. (Y/n) falls asleep as soon as her head hits the pillow and she closes her eyes, her body welcoming rest once again.

Nile makes her way up the stairs to her bedroom that she’s sharing with Andy since Andy gave (y/n) her room to recover in. That downstairs bedroom and couch in the livingroom give her easy access to the front and back doors in case something is amiss. It takes Andy too long to get settled, not used to resting in a room so far away from where possible intruders can enter. She starts to roll out of her makeshift bed to head downstairs, but Nile makes her way into the room, stopping Andy dead in her tracks.

“What do you think you’re doing?” She asks, hands on her hips.

“I can’t sleep in here, Nile. I’m sorry. I have to go downstairs and keep watch.”

“No, you don’t. Nicky and Joe agreed to take turns staying awake tonight. You need to learn how to relax. You can’t heal yourself the way we can anymore, so you need to give your body some time to rest so you don’t burn out. We’ve been over this! Any less sleep and you’ll look as exhausted as (Y/N). Jesus! You’re like a stubborn old person, too set in their w—“, before she can finish her reprimanding rant a pillow smacks her square in the face, earning a laugh from Andy, pleased that she caught Nile off guard.

“That’s not funny”, she says throwing the pillow back in Andy’s direction.

“Well, if it’s not funny then why am I still laughing?” Andy says between giggle fits. It’s becoming a common occurrence to see Andy like this. Lighthearted laughs and jokes that the guys said hadn’t ever happened this often, not in a long while, so Nile smiles and lets her have her moment before she has to dampen the mood.

“(Y/N) asked for her phone.” Andy stops laughing and instinctively reaches for the phone that lays in her coat pocket. “She teaches a self-defense class and needs to cancel for the next few days, maybe even weeks.”

“What did you tell her?”

“That I don’t remember seeing a phone when we brought her here and that she probably dropped it at the building…She doesn’t know who or what we are, so why are you keeping it?”

“You can never be too careful, Nile. She can’t just update people on where she is and expect people not to look for her. She might not know who we are, but we need to limit her access to the outside, at least for now.” This earns her an incredulous look from Nile. “Just trust me, okay?”

“Alright, boss. Now, can you please lay back down and get some sleep?” Nile asks as she gets into her bed.

It takes Andy a while to get settled, but when she finally does she can’t seem to manage to quiet her racing thoughts.

“I can hear you thinking, Andy! What is it?”

“You said if I didn’t get sleep I’d look as exhausted as (Y/N). What did you mean by that? Was she awake when you went downstairs to lock up?”

“Uhh, yeah. She was having a nightmare about something that happened when she was a firefighter. Just before she moved here her team was sent out to a burning building, turns out that was a trafficking holding house, possibly run by the same people who run the one we raided last night. But that’s just me putting two and two together. She said her trail ran cold, so she’s been keeping busy with her classes.”

“How much does she know?”

“I don’t know. I didn’t think to ask. She looked so tired and sad, I just needed to get out of her hair so she could rest. Now, sleep!” Nile tosses a pillow at Andy’s head this time.

Andy turned on to her side so Nile wouldn’t see her still awake. I should pick (Y/N)’s brain on what she knows about those people who set that house on fire. Maybe she can help us.

(Y/N) slept through the rest of the following day, not giving Andy time to ask her what she knows, but, instead, giving Andy time to talk to Nile, Joe, and Nicky about (Y/N) and if they think she’d be willing to help.

“She’s come this far to find out who hurt, and continues to hurt, those girls. I’m sure this will give her more purpose to continue on her journey”, Joe speaks up from behind his cup of coffee.

“Should we have Copley do some digging on her? Just to see where she comes from, and maybe find any paper trails to where she’s been following those disgusting human beings through?”, Nicky says as he makes his way back to the dining table, pulling a seat from across Joe and next to Andy.

“I contacted him earlier, he’s on it. He said he��d get back to us by the end of the day. Should be hearing from him any moment now.” Andy turns her head to look at her bedroom door. Still no movement. They’ve done multiple checks on (Y/N) throughout the day. Each time they were either met with groans, signaling them to go away, or with light snoring. With drool lightly dribbling from her mouth, she’s obviously getting the kind of rest Nile wishes Andy would allow herself to get. I’ll rest when I’m dead. Reminding herself and the team that she is on borrowed time, and she doesn’t want to waste whatever time she has left worrying about menial things like resting. Though (Y/N) makes it look so comfortable.

I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone look so peaceful while sleeping.

She’s shaken from her thoughts as Nile scoots out of her chair to stand. “Well, I’m off to bed.”

“We’ll head in for the night as well.” Joe says, getting up and wrapping his arm around Nicky and then rubbing the middle of his back.

“Goodnight, boss” they call out in unison as they head up the stairs.

“Night.”

It’s maybe about 45 minutes after the rest of the team has gone up to bed, and a couple of glasses of vodka later, that Andy receives a message from Copley with several attachments of what he found on (Y/N).

Here’s all I could find. Hope this will suffice.

Got it. She quickly types in response. She’s curious to open the files, but it’s getting late and she wants to look at this new information with the team. She double, triple checks and locks the doors, and makes sure the windows are all securely latched. She and Nile would be taking turns watching over the house, and she has first watch. She turns off all the lights, except for a lamp in the kitchen, and makes her way upstairs to grab a few things to hold her over for the next few hours. She isn’t upstairs for more than 5 minutes when she hears a door open and close, some carefully placed footsteps, and another door squeaking open before being lightly shut. Barefoot, Andy quickly and quietly grabs her labrys from its case, shoves a gun in her pants, and swiftly makes her way downstairs and out the front door.

She stops suddenly when she realizes it’s (Y/N) walking down the driveway. She runs over to her, fearing she might be in trouble. (Y/N) turns around in shock and almost screams, but grabs at her left side and hisses in pain, having twisted her body around too quickly.

Short of grabbing her arm, Andy quietly yet sternly asks, “Where the hell do you think you’re going? It’s dark out! You could get hurt! Do you not have any sense to just stay put?”

(Y/N) all but ignores Andy and turns back towards the driveway to continue walking.

Andy walks past (Y/N) and stands in front of her. “Hey, I’m talking to you! You’re not going anywhere until we know you’re okay!”

Trying in vain to push past Andy, (Y/N) replies, “I said I’d be gone as soon as I’m feeling better, and obviously I’m feeling a lot better, so if you don’t mind—.”

Andy scoffs and puts herself back in (Y/N)’s way and gently pokes at her upper left side just over her ribs, causing (Y/N) to wince and hiss in pain. “Yeah, obviously.”

“What the hell?!” (Y/N) grits through her teeth. “Do you treat everyone you help like this?”

“No, just the stubborn ones I believe have the ability to help us in return.”

(Y/N) squints at Andy incredulously, “Help you with what?”

“Help us find the guys who burned down that house with all those girls stuck inside.”

(Y/N) stands stock still and dumbfounded. “How do you know that?”

“Nile told us about your nightmares. I also had someone do some digging on you, so I’m sure those files will tell me the same thing.”

“You had someone ‘do some digging’ on me?! You guys are crazy! Now, please MOVE!”

(Y/N) shoves her hand against Andy’s shoulder and tries again to maneuver around her, using Andy’s height against her to juke her out. It almost works, but Andy is too quick to turn around and put her leg in front of (Y/N)’s leg to trip her and hook her arms around (Y/N)’s waste to keep her from falling forward. (Y/N) groans in pain and frustration as she places a heavy heel on Andy’s bare foot. With her heel still digging into Andy’s foot, (Y/N) leans her body back and shoves her hands up into the small space between her body and Andy’s arms. With a grunt she pushes her arms out, freeing herself from Andy’s grip as Andy falls backwards. Pleased with herself, (Y/N) quickly limps away from Andy, all the while Andy is on the ground smiling, trying not to laugh at the sorry sight in front of her. She gets up and half jogs up to (Y/N), catching up with her in just a few strides. To add insult to injury, Andy keeps a steady walking pace next to (Y/N), who has broken out into a sweat.

“So…where are we going?” Andy asks, trying not to laugh at how (Y/N)’s brows furrow with frustration.

(Y/N) responds with a roll of her eyes and a huff before pleading, “Please just go away and let me leave.”

“I’m afraid I can’t do that, (Y/N). We need your help and you clearly need ours. Please just come back to the house and get some rest…Do you even know where you are?”

“No idea.”

“Then how do you know where you’re going or if you’re going in the right direction?”

“I don’t, but if I keep walking I’ll get somewhere away from you guys.”

Andy picks up her pace and places herself in front of (Y/N) again, this time placing her hands on (Y/N)’s shoulders and meeting her (e/c) eyes. “Please. Help us find those girls.”

That’s all it takes for (Y/N) to give in. She puffs air out of her mouth and looks down at their feet. She notices a small bruise forming on Andy’s foot where her heel pressed down just a moment ago, a few scrapes marking her own. She feels a pull in her stomach, an obligation to those girls who needed her and a new obligation to the girls who still need her. She feels pressure building behind her eyes, her vision blurring, and her bottom lip slightly quivering. Fuck.

When she finally looks up her eyes are glossed over with unshed tears. Now’s not the time. She clears her throat and swallows hard. “Okay”, she finally whispers. And with that she turns around and walks back towards the house with Andy following close behind. They walk in silence until they reach the door. As (Y/N) reaches for the door handle, Andy places her hand over (Y/N)’s. Their eyes meet again as Andy whispers, “Thank you.” (Y/N) nods her head slightly before entering the house.

#the old guard #andromache x reader #the old guard imagine #andromache the scythian x reader #andy x reader

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koreanmadeingreece · 3 years

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Why, why, why (7,8)

University student!Yuta x reader

Genre: slight enemies to lovers au, a bit of angst, a lot of fluff, and several mixups

Summary: You just got into uni and decided to move in with your childhood friend!Taeyong at the city where you are going to study. As you’re about to start your new, adult life, you meet his friends, and you realize that not everyone likes you. Nakamoto Yuta in particular almost seems like he hates you.

A/N: In this fic, Jonghyun from NU’EST appears for a while (just to avoid confusion). ALSO I’M AN IDIOT AND I DIDN’T POST AGAIN SOOOO HERE ARE TWO CHAPTERS AHAHAHH HELP.

Warnings: n/a (just a liiiittle bit of making out but seriously nothing, also several fu and shi words hahah)

Word count: 2.6K

Parts 7 and 8/11 (I think) First / Previous / Next

Taglist: @melitadala @chxotickpoptrash @aiforyuu @fineapplehoe (let me know if you’d like to be tagged!)

You had classes, and you also had work to do. You had to spend the next week or two studying for a bit, sometimes stealing some time to see Jonghyun, but other than that, you had developed the habit of going to your local coffee shop with Chan, BamBam, and Yugyeom to study. You spent most of your afternoons like that, as the professors had already started giving you more homework than you could handle. Sometimes you’d stop by Jonghyun’s work and he’d give you your favorite coffee, which you gladly accepted.

You still hadn’t seen Yuta after that night. Maybe you’d run across him at uni or you’d see him leaving your house at night when you came back, but nothing solid. Every time you’d see him, he’d wave at you, which was still progress, but you had to see him. You wanted to talk to him, and you had to make it happen. So, one day, you met him at the entrance of your apartment building.

��Oh, hey, you were with Taeyong?”

“Yeah, he wanted me to help him with some choreos he had to practice.” He answered.

“Oh god, poor neighbors!” you said with a dramatic voice and he laughed. “Good, you’re warming up to me!” you couldn’t help but say.

“Yeah, you can say that.” He said, but you could see he still felt kind of awkward.

“So, do you want to go out with me tomorrow?” you asked.

“Yeah, what time do you get off class?”

“Uh, around 6. Does that work for you?”

“Yeah, maybe I can come pick you up?” he asked. During the entire conversation, you couldn’t help but think how awkward he seemed. He wasn’t stiff or moody like when you’d first met him. He had warmed up to you, and you were happy to enjoy the progress you’d made. You couldn’t wait to tell Taeyong all about this.

“Yeah, that would be nice,” you said, and went for a bold move. Yes, you usually were a hugger, but with this one you could never know. So, you just went for it. He didn’t see it coming of course, and his entire body stiffened for a few seconds, until he finally let loose and hugged you back. It was only for a moment, but you felt close to him in a way. “Goodnight, Yuta.”

“Goodnight, Y/N.”

~ ☼ ~

As you went inside your apartment, you immediately started yelling to Taeyong. “Hey, you’re not going to believe what just happened. Where are you, I need to tell you what Yuta and I just said,” you shouted, when you saw the balcony door open, and someone enter. You saw Taeyong, but also that he wasn’t alone. He clearly gave you the shut-up look, which you didn’t understand at first, but soon realized it was necessary, as a second figure entered the apartment.

“Jonghyun, hi!” fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. “When did you get here?”

“Hi, Y/N. I got here a few minutes ago. You usually come back around this hour, so I thought I’d surprise you. If you’re too tired, I can always leave, but I knew you had a lot of work to do these days and I just wanted to cheer you up,” he said.

You paused, not knowing what to do. Had he seen everything that just went down between Yuta and you? “Oh my god, you’re so sweet! Yes, I’d love it if you stayed, if Taeyong doesn’t mind of course.”

“Don’t mind me, I was just going to stay and dance for a while anyway,” Taeyong reassured you, still giving you that intense look.

“Then, that’s great! Oh, and I saw Yuta too. He was here a few minutes ago. You barely missed him.”

“Oh, well, it’s alright. He’s usually with Taeyong so I can greet him another day,” you replied. “Why don’t you go to my room for a second and I’ll be right there.” He nodded and left the living room.

“Ok, what’s going on?” Taeyong asked you.

“That’s what I was coming to tell you!” you whispered. “I’ll go out with Yuta tomorrow to reconcile and I really don’t know how you guys didn’t see everything from the balcony. I lost my shit when I saw you there!”

“That’s why I’ve been looking at you like that! I saw everything! But he didn’t. He was sitting on the opposite side of the table, don’t worry. I kept talking to him so that he couldn’t hear anything either, but that means I had no clue what you said. I just saw him like that and then you hugged him and what in the absolute fuck is going on, Y/N?” you knew Taeyong was infuriated but also extremely confused, but you didn’t know what to tell him either.

“I don’t know, he was just so nice and accepting today. He even offered to pick me up tomorrow from uni! So, I just…hugged him? Does that make any sense?” you wondered.

“No, but we won’t talk about this right now. You have a man inside your room!”

Fuck. He was right. You left your stuff in the living room and went inside, only to find Jonghyun looking through stuff on your desk.

“I promise I wasn’t snooping,” he laughed.

“I know. There’s nothing to find anyway, really. I mean, besides some embarrassing photos of school parties I guess.” You joked around, not knowing what to do in a situation like this.

“Well, you’ll show me those one day.” He smirked. “Should we put some music on?”

“Yeah, feel free to put whatever you want.” He took out his phone and found a chill playlist. “You like Dean, I see.”

“You know him? Ah, none of my friends listen to him.” He exclaimed.

“Yeah, he’s one of my favorite singers.” You smiled. You couldn’t help but think how good he looked, awkwardly looking at the stuff in your room. This was your space, and he was fully aware of it. Sometimes you admired how much of a gentleman he was, but that night, you had to blow off some steam. Especially with the way he was dressed that night, you couldn’t resist. He was wearing a grey shirt with a black t-shirt underneath, and tight black pants. This classic but stunning look drove you crazy, and your desire to kiss him grew stronger. In the end, you approached him, pressing your lips against his, driving him closer to the bed.

“Agressive, aren’t we today?” he broke the kiss only for a second, then dove right back.

“Only for the right reasons,” you said, and gently pushed him onto the bed. You climbed on top of him, kissing him all over his neck. You didn’t know what had gotten into you that night, but he was more than eager to follow. He gently slided his hands below the hem of your shirt, slowly lifting it over your hands, revealing your bra. You knew where this was going, and with your emotional state at that moment you had no clue if it was the best time for it. You pushed away those thoughts and started unbuttoning his shirt, then took off his t-shirt as well, leaving him shirtless in your room. The sight of him was angelic, the way his body was pressed so close to you was euphoric, yet all you could think about was the demon inside your head – Yuta.

You mentally slapped yourself and brought your mind back to the moment you were currently living, which was a shirtless Jonghyun right underneath you.

“Wait, Y/N, as much as I love seeing you shirtless, we have to stop,” he said. “We’ve known each other for a few weeks, and also, Taeyong is in the next room!” he laughed.

“You’re right,” you chuckled. You didn’t know if you wanted to ignore his comment and continue what you were doing or take this as an excuse to not do anything that night. You were confused as hell. You laid down next to him and wrapped your hand around his stomach, taking the time to relax and cuddle for a while until he had to go. He had class the next day, and so did you.

Well, for you it was more than just class. You had to mentally prepare yourself to spend the afternoon with Yuta.

When Jonghyun left, you were one hundred percent ready to text everything to Chan. You immediately took your phone and sat on the couch. It was already past 10:30, and Taeyong was feeling a bit tired, so he headed to bed.

You: HELP. I’m going out with Yuta tomorrow. Also I found Jonghyun here when I came back and right after I hugged Yuta at the entrance. He didn’t see it bc he was with Taeyong but after that we made out and all I could think about is tomorrow.

Chan: Wait.

Chan: Hold on.

Chan: I’ll just ignore the very sweet fact that Jonghyun came to surprise you and focus on the fact that you were making out with him and thinking about Yuta.

Chan: Y/N, what the fuck.

You: I have no clue.

You: I don’t know what’s going on. I think that in my effort to reconcile with him things got a bit…messy? Idk. Now I’m more interested in being in good terms with him rather than my own boyfriend? That doesn’t even make any sense.

Chan: You do realize this is seriously messed up, right?

You: Yeah, I mean

You: Wait, doorbell

Chan: Wait

Chan: No

Chan: Y/N you’d better come straight back and fill me in!

You looked through the peephole and saw Yuta again. What was he doing there that late? You opened the door and saw the flustered look on his face when he saw it was you.

“Hi. What’s going on?”

“Uh, I forgot my charger and I don’t have a second one and I’d be without a phone if I didn’t come get it. Sorry about that.”

“Oh, come in. Where did you leave it? I hope it’s not in Taeyong’s room because he’s already asleep,” you joked.

“No, it’s right here on the coffee table. Thanks.” He grabbed it and turned around to leave, but you had a different idea in mind. Not even knowing what had gotten into you, you immediately stopped him.

“Hey, um, if you don’t have an early class tomorrow morning, you can stay for a while. Taeyong’s asleep but we can hang out if you’re up for it,” you suggested.

Shocked at your suggestion, Yuta stood close to the door for a few seconds, unsure of what to do. “Are you sure?”

“I mean, I don’t have an early class tomorrow and I can’t sleep yet anyway. Only if you’re ok with it of course.” You were calmer than ever. You knew this could end up being very wrong, with either one of you getting brutally stabbed after a huge fight, but you were willing to take the risk. “But we should go outside if we don’t want to wake Taeyong up.”

“Sure.”

You grabbed your phone and sent Chan a quick text.

You: Yuta’s here. We’re going to hang out. Crap. I’ll tell you later.

Chan: Wtf Y/N come back

Chan: No don’t leave me like this!

Chan: Fuck I need the details and you’re giving them to me tomorrow in class

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You followed him outside and sat next to him, facing the road. You had to admit that Taeyong had found you a house with a great balcony view. You grabbed your jacket and brought him one of Taeyong’s, as it was late, and it had started getting cold.

“Thanks,” he said and put it on. It fit surprisingly well with his other clothes, a black tank top and grey sweatpants. He seemed oddly attractive even in this simple clothing that he probably didn’t even realize anyone would see when he left his house to come back to yours.

“It looks good on you. You should steal it from Taeyong. He’ll probably let you have it anyway.”

“You think so?”

“Yeah, the man’s ready to do whatever you say. He really loves you, you know.” You reassured him.

“No, do you think I’m attractive?” he asked, and you honestly didn’t know what to say. He was attractive as hell, but it wasn’t really the best way to phrase it.

“Yeah, I do.” You paused and saw a smirk form on his lips, even though he tried to hide it. You liked the feeling of making him smile, so you decided to keep it up. “I think I’d have hit on you if we hadn’t been fighting when we first met.” It was kind of a bold move, and you knew it. But there wasn’t anything stopping you, since he knew you had a boyfriend, and you had already told him that you found him attractive.

“Wait, really?” He turned to you wide-eyed.

“Yeah, I think so.”

“And you’re saying this so casually?”

“I guess so. I’m usually not that bold, but you were the one who asked.” You paused. “I could lie to you next time, maybe tell you that you’re barely noticeable. And you know it’s not true.”

“Well, if you put it that way,” he chuckled.

“And the jacket definitely helps. You should steal it. You put up with Taeyong’s craziness, so you deserve it.”

“That’s true. You can’t believe how nuts he was the first two years. Now he has more homework and more difficult practice sessions, so it’s not like he has the energy to be like he was when he first got here. Sometimes I thought he’d explode,” he said.

“I know exactly what you mean. You should’ve seen him in his last year of high school. He was barely manageable. His mom was going crazy, and my mom practically put everything away when he stayed over.”

“It sounds like you had a lot of fun though.”

“Yeah, those were quite memorable times. We were both very young though.” You smiled, as you had gotten nostalgic after bringing back all those memories.

“You’re still young. It’s your first year of uni, Y/N.” He laughed.

“True, but you’re only two years older than me. You’re not that much older.”

He was about to second guess you and get all defensive towards you, but at the last minute he just agreed. “You’re right.”

At about that point, both of you had stopped staring at the road and had started looking at each other. The conversation had dragged you both into a light-headed state that you couldn’t exactly describe, but it was a pleasant feeling that you didn’t want to let go.

After a few seconds of silence, you heard him say the words that would change everything. “Everyone deserves to be young and foolish every once in a while.”

With those words, you started leaning closer and closer to each other, unable to pull away. Your lips were merely a few centimeters apart from each other when the balcony door opened.

“What are you guys doing up so late?” Taeyong was barely awake, wrapped up in a blanket, but he was staring at you.

“Oh hi, Taeyong, I thought you had gone to bed!” you exclaimed.

“Yeah, I just wanted some water. I’ll go right back to sleep. You should sleep too, guys. It’s almost 12,” he said, and went right back in. You realized he hadn’t seen or heard whatever was going on between Yuta and you, which was definitely a relief, but now you had to face Yuta.

“Uh, he’s right. I have to go.” He immediately got up and grabbed his stuff, leaving you speechless on the balcony. After staying like that for a few minutes, you realized he had forgotten his charger again, and this time he was definitely not coming back to get it.

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cardigantaylor13 · 3 years

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malina appreciation week / day 4: song or lyrics

hello again! here are 3 of my favorite malina songs and an indepth explanation about each of them because i have uni work to do and i’m procrastinating <3 this is gonna be long long, so buckle up if you’re interested and i won’t blame you if you scroll.

(beware of spoilers!)

willow - taylor swift

I'm like the water when your ship rolled in that night / Rough on the surface but you cut through like a knife / And if it was an open-shut case / I never would've known from that look on your face

they should’ve known!!! from the moment they saw each other when they were kids!!! in the field!!! looking at each other like they were the only ones that mattered!!!

The more that you say / The less I know / Wherever you stray / I follow

they will literally go wherever the other one goes. and they more you say!! the less I know!! I can’t explain it but just sound so THEM

I'm begging for you to take my hand

need I explain? they’re always always reaching for each other 🥺

Wreck my plans / That's my man

she chose him!!! over the darkling!!! (was he ever an option?) and over nikolai!!! she chose him! THAT’S her man. THAT’S the one she wants.

Life was a willow and it bent right to your wind

I think this goes both ways. they both adjust their life according to the other, and they’d go to the ends of the earth for each other.

Head on the pillow, I could feel you sneaking in

thinking about when they both were reaching for each other even when they were miles apart

As if you were a mythical thing

they are both literal mythical things. she’s a sun summoner. he’s the last morozova amplifier.

Like you were a trophy or a champion ring / And there was one prize I'd cheat to win

mal says he’ll spend the rest of his life trying to deserve her!!

You know that my train could take you home / Anywhere else is hollow

they’re each other’s true north 🥺🥺

Wait for the signal and I'll meet you after dark

this reminds me their last days together when they think mal is gonna die, how they would always get away from the others to be together and enjoy the little bit of time they have left

Show me the places where the others gave you scars

firstly: their matching scars!!!

secondly: they’re best friends!!! they’ve seen each other for through it all!

and thirdly: that scene when alina is taking care of mal’s wounds!!

Now this is an open-shut case / Guess I should've known from the look on your face / Every bait and switch was a work of art

they really should’ve known from the beginning, but every single twist and turn lead them to each other.

smithereens - twenty one pilots

TELL me this is not the most malyen oretsev song in existence. you can’t.

You know, I've always been collected, calm and chill

he’s a good soldier!! reminds me of mal’s long lost letter 🥺

And you know, I never look for conflict for the thrill

(except in s&b when he’s hurting and being self-destructive)

But if I'm feeling someone stepping towards you / Can't describe just what I'm feeling

he would do anything to protect her!! and she would do the same!! when she was taken away, he would halfway through ravka to get back to her!! and he can’t even explain why he does it except for the fact that he wants to see her safe

and in one of the flashbacks, she protects him with a letter opener from an older boy!! soulmate energy!

For you, I'd go step to a dude much bigger than me / For you, I know, I would get messed up, weigh 153 / For you, I would get beat to smithereens

this man!!! is willing to go against the darkling!! the most powerful man in existence!!! to protect alina!! he was willing to die to give her the chance to win!!

You know, I'll be in the corner taking notes

specially in s&s, mal is pushed to the side while alina tries to help nikolai. and at first he doesn’t even mind it, because the only reason he’s there is for her (she’s his flag! she’s his nation!).

I got your six while you're working votes

he’s pushed to the side but he has her back while she tries to do all this political stuff and strategies!!

happy hunting ground - maisie peters (feat. griff)

Now interlaced / For worse or for better /My bird of a feather

they’ve been though the good and the bad together. also my BIRD of a feather? 👀👀👀

This could be your happy hunting ground / Everything you wanted, well, you've got it now / So don't take it for granted /I love you, don't take advantage

for me this is what alina thinks in the first book!! she’s been in love with him for a long time, and she thinks she could be the right person for him. but she’s also scared of getting hurt because she thinks her feelings are unrequited (I love you, don’t take advantage)

This could be your happy hunting ground / Everything we dreamed of is falling out the clouds / So careful where your boots tread /Oh, protect the love that you get

this part however!!!! reminds me of the epilogue, because they truly truly got everything they wanted. the ordinary life they always dreamed of. “protect the love that you get” seems like a warning because of how much they lost — protect the love that you get, because even if you lose everything, this love is the one that will hold you up.

And you know I'll be here / 'Cause we've got it all to lose /That's you included

with the war they literally have everything to lose, and they both think the other is gonna die at some point. “He watches her the way Harshaw watches fire. Like he’ll never have enough of her. Like he’s trying to capture what he can before she’s gone.” and then when they discover mal is the third amplifier, she realizes she’ll have to kill him in order to defeat the darkling.

Oh, so tie up the lace of your boots / Before we trip and forget / With every hope that we've ever had

them trying not to forget their meadow!! and where it all started 🥺🥺

And we got way too much to lose here, don't you think so? / It's too good, yeah, just to let it slip on by without a pause / And we've been stacking up the boxes trying to reach for what we wanted

like i said, they have each other to lose but all they ever wanted was an ordinary peaceful life 😭💔

Don't look down, oh, I know it was worth the cost

mal reassuring alina that his death (the cost) was worth saving everything!!!!

I'll have you and then a bit more

they can never get enough of each other 🥺🥺

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soooo that was that I guess. hope you liked the songs I chose, you should definitely give them a listen if you haven’t!! and if you want more malina songs, I have a whole playlist on spotify <3

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/19ZrmZtob9KxBSVYsvqMGJ?si=RSerU24cT3SfDneku4mGdg&dl_branch=1

see you tomorrow with a surprise for the last day of malina week! 💕

#malinaweek #malinasource #malina #alina starkov #mal orestev #malyen oretsev #shadow and bone #sab #playlist #jessie mei li #archie renaux #taylor swift #twenty one pilots #maisie peters #malina appreciation week

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localminstrel · 4 years

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Fratboy !Jooheon because he’s in a fraternity but he’s not the cliché of the fratboy because he is too sweet

Pairing: fratboy !Jooheon x feml!reader

Warnings: mention of rape (just mention of it as sarcasm, nobody got or get rape in this, don’t worry)

Tags: fluff, kind of asshole!Minhyuk (but not really, don’t worry, i love him), alcohol

Words : 3 600

Summary : you were new at uni and all of your friends alerts you about the Zeta Mu’s fraternity because they are all assholes. They’re giving the best parties at your uni but they are also the biggest gathering of fuckboys and players per square. You always saw a bunch of them in your class, loud and annoying as possible. One of them freaks you out because of his look and the number of girls gravitate around him. But Jooheon is far from the cliché.

Notes: Sorryyyyy i’m very late for this! I write it with a female reader because I finding it more easy with the fraternity/sorority things so I’m sorry, I’ll try writing neutral reader as possible in the future. So, sorry for the typos and mistakes, english is not my mother tongue and nobody checked. Hope you’ll like it !

Gif credit to owner !

Beginning a new life at uni is not really easy. So many things happens, mostly for the first time. But gladly, your best friend one year older takes you around the city. She introduced you at her sorority, named Epsilon Delta, because you were going to live in their dorms. So uni seems to have a good start: new city, new dorm, new friends, new classes… What could possibly goes wrong?

Well, nothing turns wrong, expect the bunch of dudes always glue together in your class, doing some reflections on the girls passing by them, even if they have a bunch of ladies with them everytime. They’re are really a pain in the ass of every students in your cursus. Well, not all of them, mostly like 2 or 3 guys but it’s enough to everyone to be fed up. Teachers doesn’t really paid attention to them but the little remarks they made everytime were really loud and annoying. But the dynamism around them were strange: they were like the guys to avoid but in the same time, people seems to gravitate around them. So you were quite curious about them, especially for one guy, the most scary of the dudes. He never smiles or just a little but nothing like the big smile his friends have. So you surprised yourself to look at him quite a lot during interclasses. He never look at you.

One day, at cafeteria, you ask your friends about it. All the three of us were sitting in the corner, eating your lunch.

“_You’re talking about the Zeta Mu’s guys? Tall, handsome, always with chicks? Well, if you can, avoid them as you can Y/N. They’re just a band of assholes.” Jihyun speaks while eating her tomato salad.

_ Zeta Mu? Never heard about it”. You say, tilting you head.

_ It’s one of the most huge fraternities in the campus. Jihyun get involved with some of them during parties and it didn’t end well.” Bora, your best friend, answered to you while peeking at Jihyun.

_ They’re just basically fuckboys and arrogant dudes. Once they get what they want, they never call again.” Jihyun says while beginning to destroy the mozzarella in her salad.

You just nodded, recalling the infos with the faces of the students in your class. That makes sense.

“_ Well, maybe you’re just unlucky? Like I doubt everybody is the same in this fraternity, if it’s the biggest one in campus. They can’t all be fuckboys, it’s statistics.”

Your friends laughs after a little silence. You look at them, clueless.

“_You’re so naive Y/N” laughs Bora. “I really need to protect you in this uni or one day, I’m gonna find you crying a river cause of a smooth talker and an another year later, cause of a stupid guy. You’re so precious for this world.

“_ Hey, don’t treat me like a baby! Sorry for trying to see the best in all humans.

_ Y/N, really, it’s a good way of thinking but don’t try to do it meaningless. I’m speaking with experience.” Jihyun says, with sadness in her voice. “I know some of them really well and all the dudes in this fraternity are good to play with but never fall in love or think about a romantic relationship with them because they’re liars. The reputation doesn’t exist out of nowhere. If you want to play around, ok do want you want, I’ll be the last to call you names for that but don’t expect much.”

The discussion end here. Jihyun were obviously hurt by her last experiences and you were quite insensitive with your speech. However, your friend doesn’t blame you.

Your really first experience as a uni student is, obviously, a big party. And your sorority takes you to the Zeta Mu’s one because it’s always the highlight of the campus.

The house were huge in a Victorian style. How do people dare to organize parties in here? you think. The inside were more modern, to suit students… and really crowded and messy at this time. People were everywhere, drinking, dancing, making out with each other… A typical uni party when the students have money AND a huge house. They even have a pool in the garden! You follow your friends Bora, Jihyun and Hyolyn inside the house, navigating to attend the bar, full of different beverages and foods: beer, wine, vodka, punch, chips, rest of chicken, space cakes (you guess)…

“_ Try this, they make it everytime and it’s quite good!” Hyolyn gives you a cup of punch, with lemon on top. You drink it in one take and the alcohol burns your throat. While giving her your cup, you cough and your friends laugh at you. The person who make the punch is very bad at it. Nevertheless, you decide to having fun and you end up drinking a lot to celebrate your first party at uni. Your friends takes you to the dance floor and all of you were dancing, laughing and drinking.

But at a moment in the night, you lost your friends and you end up sitting in a corner of the garden, back beside the hedge, facing the pool, because the alcohol begins to give you a headache. You close your eyes, cradle with the sound of water from the pool, trying to contain the headache.

“_Hey, you’re ok?”

You open your eyes and recognize the scary dude in your cursus, squatting next to you, seeming worried. You’re just shake your head and close your eyes again. You heard him getting up and leave and comeback a few minutes later.

“_ Hey, don’t pass out, drink this.”

He extends to you a glass a water and a cereal bar, that you take.

“_Please don’t rape me”, you say while drinking.

He looks at you with real shock, eyes opened.

“_ How could you believe I’m gonna rape you?

_ Don't know. Heard a lot of stories about drunk girls and shitty guys.

_ Well, I can’t really blame you.” He says while sitting next to you. “I’m Jooheon by the way. And I swear, I’m not gonna do anything to you.

_ Well, I’m glad thank you. I’m Y/N.”

You two discussed for a couple of minutes and you’re getting better and better as you heard yelling in the house. You frowned as well as Jooheon and the man gets up and helps you walk back in the house while catching you by the shoulders to be sure you don’t fall. You don’t have a headache anymore but the dizzy feeling is still here and you’re glad to Jooheon to help you walk.

You don’t get the situation in the house because Bora angrily extract you from Jooheon’s arms as soon as you get in, causing you to see a little blur cause of the too strong movements.

“_ Don’t you dare touch her, you asshole! I kill you if you approached her again!” She yells at a confused Jooheon, while dragging you outside the house, in the night’s streets.

_ Wait Bora, no, he’s just… helping me...” You try to explain yourself and defend him because he was just nice but you just feel dizzy again to the lot of moves and nausea is coming.

You understand later that Jihyun gets into an argument with a guy who treats her like shit and they began to near fighting and throwing objects at each other. Bora was searching for you to go home while Hyolyn is dragging Jihyun away from the guy, and your best friend gets angry and worried as she sees you with Jooheon, as she knows, was a friend of the bastard who insulted Jihyun.

“_ Really guys, don’t worry I was fine! Jooheon was just nice to me! He helps me with my alcohool’s headache!” You explain to your friends, all of you lying on the sorority’s sofa, the day after the party.

“_ Yeah, of course, you believe that! I bet he’s just gonna be soooo nice to get in your pants while you were drunk! But Jooheon is Minhyuk’s friend and Minhyuk is one of the worse fuckboys in this fraternity! What will happening if I don’t get you, ugh?! Well, end of discussion, I don’t wanna talk or see any of this boys again.”

You sigh, crawling into the cushions’s sofa. You can’t really blame your friends, they were just really scared and worried about you.

Tomorrow, after class, you wanted to apologize to Jooheon because of the way Bora yells at him because he don’t deserved that. You find him storing his bag while all his friends were gone.

“_Hum… hey, hello, Jooheon, is it? I don’t know if you remembered me, i’m Y/N, from the party this weekend…

_ Oh hello! Yes, I remember you! I hope you get better?

_ Yes, thank for asking…. In fact, I wanted to apologize about my friend and the way she yells at you, you don’t deserved it, you just trying to help me…

_ It’s ok, don’t worry about that, I understand. She was just scared for you, i’ll do the same for my friends.” He offers you a big smile while putting his bag on his back. “I wanted to apologize about my friend as well. He’s the reason you and yours friends have to go… He’s quite of a dick, even more when he’s drinking. So, really, i’m so sorry”.

The expression on this face is so sincere you can’t believe he’s like the typical fratboy you heard. He can’t be. He’s so sweet and you like his smile so much, he have some cute dimples when he do. Even, if he’s scary when it’s gone.

“_So...” The two of you are standing awkwardly in the empty classroom and Jooheon speaks while scratching his neck. “I don’t know if you heard about it but there an another party next weekend and I was wondering if you’ll go… Well, you’re not obliged don’t worry!” He adds when he sees you hesitation. “Just… you were cool and fun to talk with so I wish we can talk again before you end up drinking too much”.

You two laughs a little.

“_ I see if I can” You says with a smile.

He nodded, mirroring your smile, and give you his number to prevent him if you go to this party.

Obviously you’ll go. But without telling any of your friends because they all agree to a month-ban of the Zeta Mu’s fraternity. When they did that, you just sigh at the reputation thing. Because, if the move is really understanding, the “only a month” thing and not a “no more of Zeta Mu’s parties” is just because they want to keep their faces.

So, the night before the new party, you succeed to sneak out of the sorority and walking to the Victorian house. You text Jooheon you’re here and while waiting for his answer, you just talk with some people you know. The party is not as huge as the last one but this is still crowded. You’re waving at a friend while you gonna catch up a beer and suddenly, a guy obviously drunk hit on you.

“_ Whoah, so pretty dear ~ Did you search a good dick tonight? I can be the one ~”

You try to punch him as he managed to trap you between the wall and his tall, disgust figure.

“_ Get out of me! Geez, you’re stink” You punch his chest but he catches your wrist in this hand and smirk while slide down on you. You turn you head in disgust when you feel the weight disappear.

“_ Minhyuk hyung, stop it! Mother of god, you really need to stop doing it!”

You look at Jooheon with relief as he pulls his friend far from you. So, this Minhyuk is the guy Jihyun have an affair with.

“_ Dude, seriously! Stop stopping my fun! It’s not because you’re not fucking any of this chicks here that you have to stop me to do it!”

Jooheon is quite embarrassed, you can see that, but he keeps his eyes on his friend.

“_ Hyung, don’t be an asshole. She’s not interested.”

Minhyuk looks at you with blurred eyes.

“_Whatever, she’s not really pretty anyway”. Then he turns away, kind of lose his balance on his own feet and yells for an another drink.

Jooheon sighs. “I’m so, so sorry about that. He’s very horrible when he drinks and even if we try to stop him, he drinks in secret and managed to disappear from our sighs.”

_ Well, thank you for helping me. Now, I see why my friend talks about him like the biggest asshole.

_ She’s not very wrong. He’s a nice guy, expect for that. Sober, you can deal with him. Anyway, if you want to go, I understand. I can walk you home if you want.

_ It’s okay, now I found you and I'm not drunk, we can talk.” You say while shaking your head.

He chuckles and, after you two grab a beer, you end up talking about anything in two deckchairs near the pool. A pool really quiet, compared to the last party.

You two talk about everything and nothing for about two hours, about your families, your friends, the food you both hate and love, the new popular movie, your favorites movies… everything you want to know about each other. You are so happy at this moment.

At a moment, a guy staggers outside the house and throws up really hard in the grass, nearly about to fall in his own vomit.

“_Oh my god… excuse me I know this guy, I need to help him, I’ll be right back.”Jooheon says as he gets up to help his drunk friend.

_ Oh shit, you need help?” You ask, almost getting up.

_ Oh no, don’t worry, I get it!”

You see him stroke his friend’s back and while wiping his mouth with a tissue, walking into the house. 5 minutes later, he returned with two another beers for you and him.

“_ You friend’s ok?

_ Yeah, i’m sorry about that. This is Changkyun, he have a very low tolerance to alcohol but get near the alcohol coma almost everytime. He promises to us not to this night, but I guess all of my friends are big liars”. He says while looking fake angry at the house. “I always end up the sober guy because all of this shitty bastards just want to drink and fuck.

_ Well, I think it’s quite remarkable, doing this for your friends everytime. They never returned the favor ?

_ Not really, I don’t like this way of partying. I have some high alcohol tolerance but I don’t like the taste of it, beyond some beers – like this -. And fucking the most human I can is not really my kind of things, sorry not sorry.

You laughed. “_ You’re one of a kind so”.

“_ Really? Well, thank you, even if I don’t think so. I’m really a normal guy” He says while chuckling, finishing his beer.

_ Well, one of a kind among fratboys. My friends give me a huge speech about the Zeta Mu’s guys, all of them became basically devils hiding behind a pretty face.

_ I can’t really disagree with that, I know a lot of them. But I guess it’s like everywhere in the world: assholes and good people.”

You smile and yawn despite yourself. He offers to walk you home and you accept, because you wanted to spend a little extra time with him and because you don’t want to back home in the dark, at 3am, alone. All of the sororities and fraternities are in the same area so yours is not far, 15min-walk but it end up a 30 min-walk because you and Jooheon are walking slowly, don’t wanted this to end.

You stop walking when you see your house a few meters away.

“_ I guess I need to say goodbye to you here. I don’t want being caught at a party I was not supposed to go.

_ Haha I understand.”

A little awkward moment sets up, with any of you knowing how to say goodbye. You end up hugging him, thanking him for all and talking about getting some coffee later. He waves at you as you return in your house.

You don’t see him a lot in two months because it’s exam time so the fraternity don’t organize huge parties. But you’re texting each other often and you’re going to some friendly coffees dates two times. You don’t say anything about him at your friends because you know how they are going to yarn you. Well, you understand why but you’re trusting Jooheon. Bora eyes you sometimes when you smile at your phone but you evade questions and she’s not insisting.

One Saturday morning, just after your last exam, you’re waking up with a text.

From not-a-fuckboy Jooheon

Hey, how are you? I know it’s been a while but I got caught by exams. Are you free this afternoon? We can go grab some coffee and celebrate the end of it!

You’re smiling while reading this and obviously, you agree. You have to tell yourself, you may have a little crush on him.

You met up at 2pm and you noticed he’s nervous at the way he’s playing with his hands.

“_ So, how are you doing? Exams were killing me!” You smiled at him while eating a croissant.

_ Me too! I was stressing some much about Mr. Park’s exam! They are always so picky!

_ I know right?! I lost some of my hairs working on it.”

Both of you laughed and a comfy silence sets up. Until Jooheon starts speaking serious and begins to freak you out a little.

“_Listen, Y/N… I want you to know that I don’t playing with you. No, please, wait till I finished. I know you heard some rumors and clichés about fratboys and well, you’re not wrong, obviously, you and I know a lot of guys exactly like that. But i’m really not like them. Even if I already told you that on the pool last party, and it’s seems like I try to prove myself-

_ Hey, don’t worry, breath, take it easy”.

He listens to you, taking a deep breath and smile.

“_ And I want you to know that I really like you. I don’t want to mess up things with our friendship but I do. Because I wanted to know if you are ready to begin some relationship with me. A romantic one...”

Your eyes open wide as he’s blushing more and more, unable to look at you. You weren’t expect that. Well, your little crush on Jooheon is not so little anymore and it’s seems like you’re not the only one.

You smiled as you nodded, “_Of course I would like to get involved in a romantic relationship with you. I’m kind of like you too”.

_ Please, don’t speak like I asked you to do some murder thing.”

You two laughs hard and ended up smiling wild at each other and you can’t help but fond for his dimples. He reaches his hands to take yours and squeeze it, looking like the happiest man on Earth.

You and Jooheon as a couple is really cool. You took each other to cinema and beach dates and, sort of a cliché, your first kiss were on a beach.

He introduced you to his friends (you were awkward with Minhyuk by the way, even if the boy’s not. He seems to have forget all about the incident. And Jooheon was right, sober, you can deal with him). You introduced yours as well and they gave him a suspicious look, getting him really embarrassed. After, they told you to be careful, even if they trusts you and do some of the most meanie bet ever about the time you and him are getting together. Bora and Hyolyn says 1 month, Jihyun says 2 weeks.

Well, none of them wins because you end up marrying him after 5 years. Still friends with Bora on the great day, she begins her speech with the most accurate sentence: “she was lucky, she found the lowest fratboy of all the fratboy guys”.

Note : Hope you guys like it! Don’t hesitate to tell me if you are happy about it or not! (Also, again, sorry for the mistakes, i struggle a lot with grammar).

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glamrockmonarch · 5 years

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Storytime! I’ll have you know, Roger and R!R really went at it. Also, when I said Harry and Jazz had an intense relationship? I MEANT INTENSE.

A/N: I don’t think there is anything here that would require to be flagged except maybe some gif’s I used on the version before, so I took them out and I hope this version won’t get flagged because I worked on this for soooo long...

Brian and B!Reader

You went out with Brian for maybe the sixth time when it happened. Although you had been quite romantic and flirty to each other, Brian didn’t seem ready to move forward with the relationship. He was not exactly fresh out of his divorce, but he was still in that awkward phase of being single again. You had to give him some patience…and you did!

It was after that wonderful dinner at his favourite restaurant that Brian actually reached over to you and intertwined his fingers with yours while he drove you back to your place. This was a good sign. A great sign!

You smiled up at him and waited excitedly for the moment when you were at your door to say goodnight.

He parked the car right outside your apartment building and walked inside with you as he had done a for a few nights bow. Brian walked upstairs with you while you talked about your cooking skills.

“Next time you should let me cook dinner, I think I can come up with a good vegetarian menu just for you, ” you winked at him over your shoulder and heard him chuckle.

“I don’t mean to force vegetarianism on you, ” he said.

“Oh, no, please do! I need more healthy choices in my life…” You stopped at your door with your keys in your hands. “Taking the bike to work has really started to help with my stress, you were right about that one!”

Brian smiled at your positivity while you played with the keys in your hands.

“Glad to hear it.” He said.

You thought he would take the opportunity to kiss you now…but he didn’t! He opened his arms and let you step into his warm embrace, silently pulling away after a long moment. You were so sick and tired of waiting that you took the initiative and before his hands were completely off of you, you reached up to cup his face and stretched out as tall as you could be, kissing his lips for a brief moment, at least now he would know it was welcome if he wanted to kiss you.

“Good night, Bri.”

You looked him in the eyes, with your hands now on his chest. Brian reached for your hands and held them, squeezed them before kissing you again, and this was the kiss you had been waiting for… A kiss that was long, and gentle. Your lips followed his, and although you wanted so badly to pull him closer and invite him inside, you knew Brian needed to go slow…therefore you enjoyed the kiss as much as you could. Parting your lips to let his tongue come in contact with yours, his nose brushing against yours, his hot breath on your face until you pulled away and he kissed the top of your head.

“I’ll call you tomorrow?” He said like a teenager who just had his first date, which made you giggle.

You nodded.

“Good…good… You should go inside.” He pointed at your door.

“Probably, ” you said in a playful tone.

“Alright, bye!” He stepped away and waited for you to get inside before leaving.

Roger and R!Reader

You had an immense attraction to one another, that was undeniable. You had this chemistry that was there from that first time you met Roger and he offered you a glass of wine.

It grew each time you visited his home, which happened a few times as you grew closer to not just Tigerlily but also to her brothers and sisters, especially Rufus. You started thinking maybe you were seeing things as Roger seemed to be moody around you, and you wondered if your friend’s dad had finally become tired of seeing your face around his house.

What you did not expect was discovering he was jealous. Jealous of Rufus.

You had an assignment for a class, you had to read a book you couldn’t find anywhere, lucky for you, Tigerlily knew where to find it. She texted you telling you his father had a copy of this precious book in his office, all you had to do was go to his house and ask nicely - although your friend had already called Roger and asked if he could let you have the book for a week or so.

Even as you were allowed inside and Roger pointed the way to his office, you felt weird. As if Roger was burning a hole on your back with his stare.

And as soon as the door was closed behind you, Roger went to his large bookshelf, touching the spine of the books. He handed you the book a minute later and stared at you with such intensity you had to wonder if there was something wrong.

“Thank you, I’ll bring it back by Friday, ” you explained.

“Will you?” Roger cocked a brow, “or will you send Rufus?”

You opened your mouth to speak but narrowed your eyes at him and decided not to when he spoke again.

“You spend a lot of time with my son, ” he accused.

“He is a friend of mine.”

Roger gave you a look. You were not born yesterday, you knew what all this was. You knew what all this meant. You felt like laughing, so you did. And you looked back at his sofa and sat down, not caring much for the way your skirt was riding up your thigh as you did so.

“Mister Taylor… Sir, ” you spoke softly, “I would never. Not with such a boy!”

Roger put his hands on his pockets and walked over to you, standing right in front if you.

“What do you prefer then?” He was still adamant to believe you had nothing with his son.

You could see the ring on his finger, you knew you shouldn’t, but it was so tempting… You patted the seat next to you and watched Roger sit down. You knew you were wrong to do this the second he turned to you, he knew too. This knowledge didn’t stop him from placing his hand in your knee.

You rested your arms on his shoulders softly as you leant on him, bringing your face close to his to whisper on his ear.

“I like more…mature men.” You then touched his hair and brushed it back. “The kind who take what they want…”

Roger’s hand slid up your leg and you didn’t have to wait long before he turned on his seat and leant forward, cupping your face with his other hand as he put his lips on yours, kissing you hard, all need and want as he pushed you back onto the soft cushions with your hands working his shirt and his body already between your legs.

“So you really aren’t dating Rufus?”

You laughed, throwing your head back, giving him the perfect opportunity to kiss right over your quickened pulse.

“No, believe it or not, he is still with his girlfriend!”

“Oh, ” Roger looked down at you, beneath him and you put your hand on his cheek.

“Everything okay?” You wondered.

Roger nodded and turned his face to kiss the back of your hand. And then your wrist…and up your arm… First kisses all over!

Harry and Jazz

This two… Oh, boy… You know Harry had a crush on Jazz since he was 18(making it only known to Freddie), and now little missy has turned 18 herself. He was now 21 and halfway through uni when he agreed to go with her on her trip around Asia.

Harry didn’t mean to let his feelings be known, in fact, he had been trying to date girls but they were too complex, too quiet, too wild… They were not joyful enough. They did not laugh at his jokes, they did not poke at him, they did not celebrate his wide variety of interests the way Jazz did…

And Jazz? Jazz had been oblivious for too long. She realized shortly after their last trip to Disneyland that she would have it all if only Harry looked her way.

HA! They were both idiots, did I mention?

This trip was so important, not only for Jazz to take a breath before going back home and starting law school, but because it was during those five days in Thailand that they finally took that next step.

They had this dynamic for years, Harry and Fred were not ones to shy away from a hug or a touch. She was always leaning on Harry’s side, sometimes she would wrap her arms around his arm and rest her forehead on his shoulder. Some other times she would find herself wrapped in his arm with her head closer to his chest. If they were out and about she would drag him through the streets by the hand, it never meant anything romantic. Until it did. And it felt quite different.

It all started the moment they stepped into the plane from London to New Delhi. Jazz was anxious for takeoff and Harry held her hand to help her calm down, distracting her by doing so. She had a window seat and Harry was right next to her, they didn’t opt for a first class ticket so they were sat together quite close to one another. And Jazz intertwined their fingers, something they had never done, it was too much. Too close and too personal.

Harry didn’t pull his hand away, he squeezed her hand and smiled at her.

So the kiss didn’t come out of the blue…at the point they walked out into the beach in Thailand they had been fooling around, holding hands, hugging, nuzzling into each other’s necks, cuddling during long bus rides, wasting opportunities to talk about their obvious feelings for each other.

That day Jazz was wearing a simple bikini, nothing special. Harry was wearing trunks, the same ones from his last vacation in Spain with his family. They had to help each other with the sunscreen and God help us, they were all giggles!

“I should warm up my hands…” Jazz commented and rubbed her hands together before applying the creamy sunscreen onto Harry’s back and shoulders. “I thought you said you were taking up cycling?”

“It’s rowing, Jazz, ” he smiled and thought Fred must have given her the wrong information. “Mum said I should do aomething…you know, outside.”

“Yeah, you will look very fit when you get a proper tan.” She shut up suddenly, embarrassed that she said that.

Lucky for her, Harry was flattered. He chuckled and tried to look over his shoulder.

“Hey!” He joked, “I thought I was already the fit twin!”

Jazz giggled and put her hands on Harry’s shoulders, finishing.

“Aw, but with that smile what does it even matter?”

“Wait, what?” Harry reached up and grabbed her hand.

He made Jazz come around to face him while he sat on a beach chair. She came across and shrugged.

“I…” Her cheeks turned bright pink, “I am not trying to flirt with you, I swear!” She laughed.

Harry smiled at her and rose to his feet, standing tall before her.

“Why not?” He pushed her hair away, “I think I’ve been flirting with you for like…a year!”

“I thought you were being…cute.” Jazz put her hands on his chest and frowned, scrunching up her nose. “I thought you liked taller girls…brunettes…busty ones.”

“God, no!” He leant forward and brushed his nose against hers, “I like little blondes, with warm hands and pink cheeks…”

Harry put his hands on her waist and brushed his lips on hers, giving her the final say, a chance to either pull away or go the rest of the way and kiss him. Jazz slid her hands up his shoulders and tilted her head back, kissing him while her fingers wrapped his curls on her fingers.

#asks #anon #present day stuff #present day roger #present day brian may #present day roger x young reader #present day brian #b!reader stuff #r!reader stuff #original timeline #harry and jazz

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ughthatimagineblog · 6 years

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i’ll see you tomorrow, boyfriend

draco malfoy x reader | university!au

requested: Hey could I get a draco x reader au from his point of view where he meets her in uni and has a crush but tries to hide it? Maybe they become friends (he goes to her dance shows and orchestra performances and such) and he falls more and more until eventually he just blurts out that he's in love?

word count: 3614

warnings: abuse, draco being edgy, lucius malfoy, maybe ooc narcissa a lil bit (its been 5ever since i wrote anything even mentioning her)

a/n: this is an au soooo yeah idk how this went. i liked it. i added in extra plot to make it semi spicy. also if ur sensitive to abuse then pls go away no offense but youll be triggered and i dont want ppl to get upset so i warned u

She caught him. And he was trapped.

It was late winter. He was focused with school and everything was fairly easy. Platinum hairs like feathers ruffled in the cool wind under the hot sun and he took his time walking to his new class of the semester. He was majoring in Business and Biological Engineering. Nothing would distract him from that. He had a goal. Make his father proud.

Life had different plans. Of course Draco would fulfill his destiny of graduating in those majors, but not without a small distraction. Walking into one of the core classes he had this semester he saw her. At first it was a glance. She was beautiful. He lowered his head and took his seat a few rows behind her.

Class began not much longer and Draco could focus but hardly. He knew he shouldn’t have been distracted by some silly girl but this girl was far more than silly. He noted she had the class with a couple of her friends and he would hear her laugh often. Sometimes she would get called out by the professor and shyly quiet down, her face turning red. It made his heart beat. He found it strangely poetic to note he had one. For so long he had disregarded emotion and feelings. Now, he had a new start.

That ‘start’ began a year ago and life at university had grown on him. Nothing was to get in his way. He was a determined student who rarely spoke to people and when he did it was something snarky or completely neutral. The seas of his life were calm. They were fine. You were the storm on the horizon.

The first day with you

Draco could feel the sun and cool air on his skin as he crossed campus to his English class of the semester. He wanted to sneer. The sun was nothing but a large ball of gas and flame to him today. The sun was not supposed to be out. Just another class to pass and then we move on. He thought to himself, walking into the B Block building. He saw a few kids rush into the building before him and they held the door open for him.

He nodded a thanks, his mouth continuously in a tight line and continued to his classroom. It was fairly small. Only about twenty four students. He knew all of them from the past semester or the previous year. Taking a seat about halfway in between the front and back, he opened up his binder and notebook, waiting patiently for class to start. Of course that meant other people were talking in that time. It was the same chatter, Draco knew. About him.

“That’s Draco Malfoy.”

“I heard he didn’t need scholarships. His dad paid for his tuition.” “He’s creepy. I heard he never talks.”

“Really? I heard he’s mean.” “Probably, I mean how can you grow up with people like the Malfoy’s and not be rude.” “Malfoy? He’s a Malfoy?”

It was all the same and he had come to ignore it. It was best to go through school by himself than spend it with loads of friends. It was easier for him. If something were to disrupt that, he would be a goner. His grades would be a goner as well. His father would make him pay.

Class started not much but five minutes later and the professor began to introduce themself. “Hello, class. I am Professor Eva Beverly and I will be your advanced English Composition and Literature class. This class will be easy if you pay attention. One should always be prepared here and if not-” The professor was cut off by the door swinging open and a girl stumbling into the classroom. Your back was facing Draco, but he could hear you say ‘Thank you’ to an advisor in the hall. Once you turned around, his heart nearly dropped. You were stunning and suddenly, his facial expression was one of shock instead of mysterious resentment. “Miss Y/L/N. You are late.” The professor crossed her arms. “I know Professor Beverly, I couldn’t remember which block this class was on so I had to go back to the advisors. I reality I tried to get here five minutes early and-” “Take a seat.” “Yes, ma’am.” You had rambled. Draco, if it were anyone else, would have found it annoying. But it was you. ‘Miss Y/L/N’ If he could only learn your first name. He was in luck. Empty seats surrounded Draco and for once in his life, he thanked whoever would listen for being the kid not anyone would want to sit by. Of course anyone who had any sense that is. But this girl, Draco could see, did not as you chose the seat to his right, in the row in front of him. To your right, a blonde girl wearing a simple flannel was laughing and Draco took it that she was this new girls friend. He recognized the blonde from the beginning of the semester. The both of you were freshman. To his dismay, however, the blonde was also one of the girls whispering about him. He was a goner. No doubt she would tell his beautiful crush all about what a ‘creep’ he was. As Draco dwelled on this, he couldn’t help but how much less of a creep he would be. . . with you.

Four months spent with you.

Fortunate for Draco, the girl, who’s name he learned to be Morgan, had not spoken of him to you, which gave him the chance to speak with you. It was completely out of character, but he set limits for himself. He would not allow you to distract him. Too much. He was in for a disappointment. In a way, Draco was aware of this. In fact, he had been thinking about it on his walk to class that day. His walk, with you. “Do you have any clue the word count Professor Beverly wants to have for our essay this Friday?” You asked Draco. He shrugged slightly. “Shouldn’t be more than two pages or about nine hundred words.” He replied and you grunted, frustrated. “I was hoping it to be more.” He looked at you, a small smirk forming at his lips. He had learned a lot about you in the past month. Your favorite color, what music you liked. He knew of the latter by looking at your phone from his seat. When you used it in class it was to switch from Spotify to Pandora to the Music app and back and forth. You were quite indecisive with your taste and the connection in the class was spotty.

“What, like two thousand words?” Draco inquired. He also learned you were a performing arts major and loved literature as well. You actually were quite popular in the sense that you knew a lot of people and did a lot of things. You were in the theatre department, the University orchestra, a scout for the local charity and the choir. Right now, you had been stressed trying to balance school work with the outside activities. That upcoming weekend, Draco remembered you had both a choir concert and a charity event all in the same day. You also had three core classes out of four periods on four days of the week. He wished he could take some of the load off of your hands and it killed him that he couldn’t. You and Draco had been spending quite a lot of time together and you only started hearing the rumors about him a month after you were seen as friends. You didn’t believe them though. Draco had an intimidating look, but he was quite kind to you and had a fantastic sense of humor. You also found him extremely attractive. The past four months had been filled with you working around school and extracurriculars all with Draco’s help. He went home once a month but you would see him again the Monday following the weekend and he always helped you study. Eventually you moved to sit next to him rather than in front of him and you couldn’t help but find yourself staring at him every once in awhile. You and him did not compute well in your head though. There was something off about him. Something about his family seemed odd. He never spoke of his parents and when he did he used his father's first name but called his mother ‘mom’. You had asked if they were seperated but when he replied negative you left it alone. Unfortunately, this just added onto your worry.

On the other hand, Draco was also worrying about a similar issue. Over the four months his grades had went down by two points. He still had A’s but if there was something Lucius Malfoy didn’t notice, it would be how big of an arse he is. Draco couldn’t attend your events this weekend. And oh, how he wanted to more than anything. He had seen pictures of you at said events before. For the orchestra concert you wore a black dress that made you look stunning and at your last charity event, you wore a beautiful gown that made Draco want to kiss you right then and there. He wanted more than anything to see you look so magical in person, but this was his weekend trip home. He couldn’t miss it. Not on his father’s watch.

“So, can you make it?” You asked, knowing what the answer would most likely be. “No, I have to visit my father. He wants to make sure I’m doing well in school.” He wants to ask why my grades are still not as good as they used to be. He thought to himself. He subconsciously touched the unseen scars on his back from where his father had punished him many times before. “Ah, well tell your mother ‘hello’ for me. And be sure to give her this. It’s for Christmas. I am a few months late but it took me awhile to get ahold of it.” You smiled and handed him a small box you had quickly pulled from your bag. He opened the box to reveal a medium sized necklace with emerald gems. “Y/N. . . You really shouldn’t have.” Draco was speechless. It was beautiful. And for you to do that for his mother, it was baffling. He really liked you. “It’s alright, Draco. Let’s get to class.” You smiled, realizing you reached your classroom. You opened the door for him and you both entered, only for Draco to find it impossible to focus.

The ride home for Draco was impossible. He lived an hour and a half away and it was not long enough. He was only waiting for the dread of going home. Parking his car in the drive, he already saw his father in one of the windows. Checking the time, Draco saw it was six in the evening. Your concert had started and would end in thirty minutes and your charity event started at eight. He sighed, knowing he would be enduring a much worse night. Subconsciously, he clutched your present in his jacket pocket as he approached the front door, his suitcase in his other hand. His mother opened the door and he almost felt relieved, but the feeling quickly left him as he knew his father was still somewhere in the house. “Draco.” His mother smiled and pulled him in for a hug. He closed his eyes and sighed. “Mom.” He sighed in relief, wrapping his arm around her. “Come in, come in.” She ushered Draco into the house and he left his suitcase by the door, only to be greeted by his father. “Father.” Draco greeted. “Draco.” Lucius said, much less fond than his wife. “I understand that your grades are still not well. Is it still because of this girl?” Lucius asked coldly and Narcissa put a hand on her son. “Lucius, not now. He just got home.” She sighed and Lucius shot her a glare. “I will address whatever problems that need to be addressed. Draco?” He replied. “It’s not because of the girl.” He muttered, feeling small. “Is that so? You told your mother you met a girl about four or five months ago. When did your grades drop? Four or five months ago. Before then, nothing was wrong. Now you have some stupid girl around and suddenly your future is compromised.” Lucius spat and Draco felt his hand ball into a fist. “She’s absolutely not stupid.” Draco said, harshly. His father scoffed. “Oh really? Do you know where she lives? Do you even know if she has both parents? If she even has money?” Lucius scoffed and Draco aggressively stepped closer to his father. “She doesn’t have both parents at home but I’m twice the man you are so even I can look past something as petty as being against that.” Draco spat and was met with a sting on his cheek.

A sting, a gasp, a raised hand and the turn of a head.

The sting was delivered by his father's raised hand, causing Draco’s head to turn on impact and his mother to gasp and hurry to his side. Draco inhaled deeply, trying not to let the salt in his tears make his eyes go red. He turned away from his father to his mother. “Mom, Y/N gave this to me to give to you. She said it was for Christmas and it’s a little late and she’s sorry.” Draco calmly handed her the box. He turned to his father. “She also said to apologize for not getting anything for you because she doesn’t know much about you or your interests, but she says she promises to get you a gift for Christmas next time.” Draco said with a sour look. A tear dropped from his eye. “You don’t deserve anything she will ever give you.” Draco said, shaking with anger. His mother, behind him, had opened the gift from you and covered her mouth in shock. She saw the authenticity in the necklace and based on what Draco had told her about you, she knew that it must had cost you a fortune to afford that present for her. And here her husband was, insulting the girl who her son perfectly deserves, despite her social status. “Lucius.” She said with a tight lip. “What?” He snapped at her, his chin tilted high. “It’s not like he’s in love with the thing.” He spat and Draco balled his fists once more. “Actually. . .” Draco paused and looked at his crying mother. “I do.” She smiled. His father looked disgusted. “You what?” He asked. “I love her.” Draco confirmed and turned to the door. He grabbed his suitcase and pulled his mother close. “I’ll meet you every now and again, but I refuse to meet with him.” He whispered under his breath and pulled her in for a hug. He kissed her forehead before opening the door. “Where are you going?” Lucius asked, angrily. “A much better place to support the girl I love and I’m not coming back until you fix the way you see her.” He said harshly before slamming the door.

Draco stopped at a gas station half way back to Uni so he could change into a nice black shirt and some trousers. The argument at home only took thirty minutes so he was making good time. The only problem was traffic. When he did get to campus, however, he did memorize the building the event would be held in. He found a space to park and rushed in, catching the start just as the lights went down. There were a couple open seats in the back and he thought he spotted you towards the front but it was too dark to tell. He just waited patiently, not speaking to the others at his table.

A few people went on stage and spoke about helping children with cancer as well as a few other charities said people were helping. It wasn’t until a blonde woman on stage mentioned your charity that Draco really paid attention. “Now please welcome the founder for the Arts for Acknowledgment program, a program funded by donations here by students to fund educational programs and arts to acknowledge lost or underappreciated cultures, Y/N Y/L/N.”

And then a girl stood up in the crowd and Draco could no longer believe he had ever known you previous to that moment. You were stunning. He knew it was a black tie event, similar to a gala but you looked like royalty. Your hair was pinned back and your gown was a long and beautiful golden dress that had an off shoulder top but flared out to a large bottom.

And the way you walked so graceful onto the stage. The way you smiled to the crowd. He couldn’t help but snicker in contrast to the first day the two of you met. You clumsily falling into the classroom gave him the impression you would do poorly in heels. He was wrong. “Tonight, i would like to thank the help of my fellow classmates for supporting and donating as well as submitting suggestions and artwork. Thank you. I would like to thank my mother, for pushing me to pursue the goal of helping other people. By using my advantages to help those that had none. Thank you. I would love to thank my counselor who has helped me get through every anxiety attack or depressive episode I have had along the way. Really, without you I wouldn’t be as organized as I am with my life.” You laughed and Draco knew he was in love. He smiled. “And finally, I would like to thank my best friend, Draco Malfoy, who has been a silent push these past four months ton really put everything together. He has stayed up late countless nights with me to help put together final touches on payment plans, architectural deals or gallery organizations. Really, he should get some of the credit. I love that man for everything he’s done for me. Thank you.” Your words wavered in the last sentence and Draco’s world was paused. I love that man for everything he’s done for me. The words rang around his head like a pinball machine. Your voice wavered and it only happens when there was something behind your words you weren’t telling.

Draco felt an impulse and he decided to act upon it. “I am here.” He said as loudly as he could without yelling. Heads turned, yours being one of them. One of the women close to the stage looked appalled. “Young man! I don’t think-” “It’s alright.” You said, breathless yet a smile was glued to your face. The woman sat down with a huff and Draco made his way to the stage, his heart nearly exploding every step of the way. If he was wrong about this, he was about to embarrass himself in front of about, say, four hundred people or so.

He reached the mic and away from the mic, you spoke in a hushed tone. “I thought you were with your parents tonight.” He smirked. “You’re much better company.” He smiled and you mirrored his expression. “Ladies and gentlemen, this woman that stands before you is absolutely incredible. Yes, it’s true I stayed up countless nights to help, however, I barely deserve a mention. This project is hers and hers alone and to take any of the credit would be improper. How hard Y/N has had to work to get all of this done transcends me. But she has done it. For so many people. And she says she loves me for all I’ve done for her?” Draco spoke into the mic. “No. I love her for her generosity and all she’s done for you.” He stated, giving you a quick glance and noticed you were tearing up. He turned to you, but made sure the mic was able to pick up his words. “For me to let her go and be with someone else would break my heart.” His heartbeat accelerated. Little did he know, so did yours. “Y/N, will you be my girlfriend? You are incredibly intelligent and ambitious with amazing morals. You are kind, funny, and smart both book and street and I would love to make you mine.” Some noises of adoration were heard from the audience. This only egged Draco on. He got down on one knee. “I have had to keep these feelings inside for the past four months. But Y/L, I love you. Very much. Be mine?” He asked and you nodded. There were cheers from the crowd. You could barely hear them once Draco stood up and pressed a chaste kiss to your lips. Your heart was on fire. Once turned away, his arm did not leave your side.

You delivered the rest of your speech and the night concluded itself with food, music, and lots of talking. By the end of the night, Draco was walking you back inside your dorm after driving you home.

“I never knew.” You both ended up saying. You both laughed. “Neither did I.” You said, reaching your dorm door. “You looked stunning tonight.” Draco commented, cupping your face. “You look handsome yourself.” You replied before he kissed you once more. “Goodnight, I’ll see you tomorrow. . . Girlfriend.” Draco whispered after pulling away. You giggled and smiled. “I’ll see you tomorrow, boyfriend.” You replied and left Draco’s ears ringing with the word. Boyfriend.

hope you enjoyed!

#draco x reader #draco malfoy x reader #draco x reader au #draco malfoy x reader au #harry potter imagines #fandom imagines #fandom #harry potter fandom #hp imagine #fanfiction

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onlyjihoons · 6 years

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zouk! seongwoo

a/n; honestly it was hard to decide for ong which attraction he should fit, but i figured since he likes to drink, he should prolly belong in singapore's most happening club lmao

this is part of the xmas collab wink wonk with @wannawrite and @hwinkinghwi

-this christmas, you had no other half to celebrate with, and all your friends are either out of the country or partying

-which, led you into Singapore's top club, zouk.

-your friends dragged you into this mess tbh, having had too much money to spend

-it was a free party anyway, so why not

-for once you decided to bravely wear your red and black sequined mini dress you bought last year

-but you didn't have any events important enough, or you were just feeling shy because the dress exposed more skin than you liked

-anyhow, you went to the party looking like a bombshell, even your friend was shocked

-"wow y/n! where did you get that dress??! it looks soooo good on you!!"

-you were sure she had a few to drink before you came, so you politely excused yourself to the bar which was more peaceful as compared to the other areas

-zouk was notorious for being the ideal place for horny guys to find their one night stands, so you were extra careful not to order anything alcoholic

-so you ordered a bottle of mineral water

-the bartender just shot you a quizzical look, but gave you your drink anyway

-the club had really good music though, you were very tempted to dance

-but your heels were like, 5 inches so it made movements alot more harder

-just as you were about to head to the dance floor, a group of guys stopped you, pushing you back to your seat

-"hey sweetheart," the one in blonde hair winked, his breath reeked of alcohol, "can we buy you a drink?"

-"no, i'm meeting my friends. thanks."

-"your friends can wait, " the one in lilac hair scoffed, "we're more important."

-"i, don't drink."

-"then we'll help you! we also started from square one, baby." the one with the smallest face slung his arm around your shoulder, making you uncomfortable

-"i'm cooler sober, thanks"

-credits to my bff for that quote

-"is that so? then why am i not aware of that?"

-a voice behind you spoke up, and it belonged to your high school classmate, ong seongwoo

-you weren't enemies with him, neither were you best friends. just plain, platonic, friends. period.

-however you did see him around your uni as he does attend the same uni as you, except that he took up political science while you took up business

-seongwoo looked dashing in the plain white shirt he was wearing, a dark blue stripe going down along his sleeve. evem though he didnt expose much skin as compared to the other guys in the club, he looked hot

-"i'm so sorry i'm late, baby, did you miss me?" he circled his arms around your waist, pulling you close

-at first you were startled by seongwoo's sudden affections, but you played along with the reassuring smile he sent you

-"yeah baby, i was just waiting for you." you planted a kiss on seongwoo's cheek, surpring you and seongwoo, and the three guys who tried to hit you up

-"see that? shes my girlfriend, why are you hitting on her?" seongwoo squeezed your hand, "and the three of you seem to be too young to be in a club, hmm? especially you," he pointed to the one in lilac hair, shouldnt you be studying?"

-the trio scoffed, then muttering some curse words under their breaths as they tried to find their next victim

-"hey ong, thanks for saving me back there." you smiled

-"no problem y/n, how are you? i've seen you around school but i havent got to see you like...this." his eyes scanned you up and down, making you blush

-"i--i..."

-"yah ong!" you hear someone call out to him, and as he approached, you began to recognise him.

-it was your senior, chanyeol

-"hey ong, i didnt know you had such a pretty girlfriend, and i'm surprised its y/n." he smirked

-"no, no, we're not dating, " you waved your hands nervously, "we're just..."

-"catching up yeah! we were high school classmates!" seongwoo lied through his teeth flawlessly, but chanyeol didnt seem to buy it

-"well have fun catching up," chanyeol shrugged, "i'll have to steal your boyfriend for a while, y/n, so sorry about that."

-you tilted your head in confusion, as chanyeol dragged seongwoo to the dance floor

-after a few bottles of mineral water and mindless chatter with some highschool friends you missed, you were bored and decided to hit the dance floor, finally.

-you had to admit, as much as the place was overrated and overpriced, they had pretty good music playing so you couldnt stop your moves

-until the music changed to updown funk, your eyes were pulled towards a certain human who was pulling off some sick popping moves

-you weaved through the crowd, searching for that person

-when you finally found them, you were shocked

-it was seongwoo

-all his locking and popping steps were legit, only something you would see coming out of an idol

-so you joined in, it was an unintentional collab between the both of you the crowd was cheering, even the dj was cheering

-you had a really good time dancing with seongwoo, it was as if your senior high prom was relived again

-you were dancing till 3am, which was pretty rare of your stamina to allow you to do so

-most of your friends were either wasted or already back home

-the buses already stopped their operations at this timing, leaving you no choice but to call an uber

-just as you were about to do so, a mercedes pulled up in front of you

-as the shades were drawn, you could see seongwoo's dashing face smiling at you

-"need a ride?"

-"will it be too much of a trouble for you?"

-"no its fine! i dont drink anyway"

-what a lie he didnt drink just so that he could send you home

-"..."

-"i cant leave a pretty lady out there by herself, can i?"

-seongwoo winked, and that bought you over

-you hated yourself for having been so easily succumb to seongwoo's blatant flirting, and you hated yourself even more for having fallen for an ex-classmate so quick

-so there you were, sat at the passenger's seat of seongwoo's mercedes, looking out at the window

-it was awkward, but the silence was weirdly comforting for the both of you

-"so, a mercedes, huh?" you pointed, "are you a chaebol or something?"

-"no, i'm not," seongwoo laughed, "my uncle got it for me because i won the bet of me getting into university."

-"ah i see," you nodded, "i havent got my license yet"

-"why?"

-"i just cant bring myself to drive, i dont think im ready for that too."

-"its fine, i can drive you anywhere, whenever you like."

-"so you'll be my driver for my whole life?" you giggled

-"if only you'll be my girlfriend," seongwoo blurted out

-you were stunned, and speechless because you havent seen seongwoo this straightforward before

-"if you cant return back my feelings ive had for 3 years i can forgive you--"

-"3 years?! seongwoo you couldve told me..." your voice went an octave higher, expressing your shock

-seongwoo just laughed bitterly, and he soon reached your place

-"hey y/n, i'll give you time to think--"

-you interrupted him with a kiss, and seongwoo tried to deepen the kiss but there was a knocking on the glass window, and it belonged to your older sister

-you knew you were going to be interrogated when you get back home

-seongwoo pulled away sheepishly, then placing a final peck on your cheek "see you tomorrow, princess."

-you swore if seongwoo kept up with it you would die of high blood pressure

-as soon as you closed the room door behind you when you got home, your older sister smirked, with arms folded,

-"so who was the guy you were making out with?"

#wanna one scenarios #ong seongwoo scenarios #wanna one #ong seongwoo #xmas collab wink wonk

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warmau · 7 years

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{Special} College!AU Yuta

major: plant biology

minor: n/a

sports: soccer team

clubs: photography club, earth coalition, did debate team for a while but only because he liked getting into arguments with doyoung in front of people LOL

is really popular, fun, and relaxed,,,,,,you can see him taking a stroll from the library to the lab looking absent mindedly at the trees or at the sky

but don’t underestimate him,,,,,because he’s actually really smart and organized

a lot of the research he does in his courses is praised by his teachers even though he’ll play it off and be like “ah~ i got it right? what luck!”

but in front of other students he’s like hell yeah im the prince of the plant biology major ~~

likes nature so decided he may as well make a career out of it, also taeil told him once that he looked good in white so getting to wear the lab coat kinda makes him giddy

but he frequently likes to hike and go to forests,,,even on days when it isn’t required for his major

flirts naturally with everyone, from the TA in class, to the people in his group, to people in completely different majors, once came in to check up on an experiment his group was doing on some eucalyptus plants and i shit u not he touched a leaf and was like “ahhhh, you look pretty today~” to the freaking plant

tried to tutor for plant ecology but yuta has this thing where he can plan everything perfectly in his head but when he gets to actually trying to explain anything he’s like ah,,,well,,,you see,,,,one plant,,,and other plant,,,,become friends??? wait no,,,,,biologically plants cant make friends,,,,,,they,,,,,,interact? first date? yEARS of EVOLUtiON haVE CREATed This pLANT,,,,,,,,,,,,does that not make sense

but hey,,,he tried his best

doyoung calls him “narcissist nakamoto” anytime they see each other on campus dfldskdg

but honestly,,,he’s not wrong,,,,,because every soccer game the uni has yuta somehow ends up flashing that handsome smile of his and ending up on the front page of the uni’s sports website, the uni journal, hell even the other teams school has photos of yuta because he’s undeniably attractive

esp in a soccer uniform with his hair pulled back, pretty sweat down his strong jawline, and his eyes that can go literally from ^__^ to the most sERIOUS expression

comes of cool~ and suave~ and like suuuuuch a smooth talker

but all of his friends just sneer when people gush about yuta because they’re all like “this is the dork who calls his mom at like midnight and says he misses her and cries” and also apparently enjoys kidlike things like amusement parks and kamen rider

“isn’t yuta soooo manly and dreamy~?”

taeyong somewhere: he collects anime figures don’t trust him

jokes jokes

but it’s cute,,,,yuta is all flower boy charm in his pressed lab coat and brilliant big smile and always trying to show off that he’s a gentlemen

but also squishing winwin’s cheeks during lunch because wahhh so cute and getting all happy over the new pokemon release like,,,,,how soft

his dorm is slightly disheveled but it proves that he works hard with stacks of books and highlighters alongside the many trophies and medals he’s won for the school

(and ofc,,,,,his kamen rider figurines lmfao)

but yep it’s summer!!! which means a lot of kids have left the campus but some classes are still going on

you happen to not be taking any,,,,but you get a job at the local fair that’s going to run all summer a couple blocks away from the uni so you decide it’d be better to just stay in the dorm and well,,,,,make that Money

yuta,,,,,,,is also staying but that’s because one of his group studies is being conducted by a teacher who won’t be back in the fall

and tbh you only know yuta vaguely,,,,you’re friends with jaehyun who has talked about him and you’ve seen him in the school news

but,,,,,you’ve also “heard” rumors about him,,,,,how apparently he likes to flirt as much as possible and isn’t really interested in anything serious

someone once said something about how he accepted ten confessions in a day but then broke up with the girls through text

and you don’t???? know him???? but those rumors feel weird and full of jealousy

but at the same time like what is it your business anyway not like you and yuta have ever interacted

until,,,,,,that changes

see your job at the fair is pretty simple,,,,you sell tickets to the ferris wheel and tell people which cabins to sit in

the ferris wheel is pretty tiny considering this isn’t a permanent fair,,,,and the rides like 5 minutes tops,,,,,but it gets fairly popular

esp at night when all the couples walk by sharing ice-creams and cuddling up close when they buy tickets

and secretly you’re like blEGh,,,but at the same time cant lose this job so u just smile and sell tickets

and??? that’s when you notice that almost every night

yuta comes by

and you know it’s him from the face but also,,,you’ve heard him speaking japanese on the phone when buying tickets,,,,,and you don’t think anything of it

but he keeps only,,,buying,,,,one ticket,,,,,every night

and idk you don’t want to say anything because maybe,,,,this is his stress relief from summer classes????? but at the same time everyones saying this popular boy who could have anyone he wants on campus is spending his nights. alone. on the ferris wheel

somehow, without either of you saying much to each other you memorize the time he comes by and save a ticket just in case

like two weeks into this whole ordeal you dont even ask him to pay you just hand him the ticket and yuta gives you a look but you’re just like,,,,,go

because honestly you start thinking up ridiculous scenarios like,,,maybe he cries in there???? maybe the ride reminds him of a lost loved one??? maybe,,,,,,,,he uses it as a place to scream out all his frustration

and the tickets are way 2 overpriced anyway college kids need to help each other out

but ,,,, the night before the third week of summer classes starts yuta finally says something to you

and when he does you almost fall down,,,,because????? but as you slide the ticket over he goes “this place closes in half an hour, right?”

you nod

and he’s like “ill be by the entrance. let me treat you to dinner.”

at first you think you’ve heard wrong - maybe that he needs to treat someone to dinner

but when you meet his gaze, yuta smiles and is like “i promise to be there.” before walking off like it’s the moST Casual thing to ask a STRANGER to dinner

it shocks you so much that you barely manage to stutter out a “ok” when he’s literally gone

as,,,,he promised yuta is standing at the entrance as you come out still wearing your uniform t-shirt with the fairs name sprawled across the front

and yuta motions to it and is like “cute” and you’re like um,,,,,,what is happening

and he smiles again,,,so bright even though it’s nearing ten pm and he’s like “i know you,,,,,not from the fair but from college. you go to the same one as me.”

you nod slowly but you’re still obviously confused

which only makes yuta chuckle, throwing his head back a bit when he does but he’s like “don’t worry, im not being creepy or whatever. it’s just,,,,,i know you’ve been giving me the tickets for free for a while so i thought i should do something nice back.”

the sentiment calms you down a bit,,,even though you try to say it’s fine you don’t need to be treated but yuta just throws his hand around you

pulling you by the shoulder closer and he’s like “nah,,,,we college students need to jump at any chance we get not to waste money - so c’mon!”

and that’s how you end up at a small stall at the night market,,,,yuta piling food onto the tiny plastic table as you watch him balance drinks in his other hand

for a moment you think back to those photos you’d seen of him on the school website. the star shining athlete of the soccer team

yet here he was,,,,looking something close to a fool,,,,,but in the most endearing way

you don’t expect to talk with him for a longtime,,,,but you do.

yuta has a way of making people feel comfortable,,,,he’s obviously sociable and sweet and it’s hard not to like someone who gives compliments and actually seems interested in you

especially since the summer semester has left you pretty lonely on campus,,,,

but when you check your watch you’re shocked to see it’s nearing 1am and you have a shift tomorrow at the fair

so hurriedly you and yuta clean up and practically sprint back to the dorms,,,,yuta making a joke about how he hasn’t run this much since soccer practice ended

but as you stop in front of your dorm yuta says your name,,,,,smiling and adding that he’ll see you tomorrow before heading off into the other direction

and it’s not till your brushing your teeth,,,,,looking in the mirror that you realize,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,that you just hung out with nakamoto yuta

the next night yuta shows up as usual,,,,this time he slips something toward you in exchange for the ticket,,,,,,a ice-cream bar from the grocery

he says that it must suck to not be able to leave and take snacks and you look at the ice cream and go “how did you know my fav-”

and he grins and is like “ah, did you forget, you told me yesterday~ i personally like their green tea flavor more but,,,,”

and with that he waves,,,,going toward the ride and you sit there,,,,looking at the ice cream

and before you know it,,,there’s a small smile on your face

yuta is even waiting for you at the entrance again so you guys can walk back to campus together

this,,,happens for a bit,,,,,and then there’s a day when you have off and you pass yuta on campus only to have him call out to you and pout because you’re not at work~ he won’t see you later??

and you’re like nope i have the day off, you’ll actually have to pay for your ticket tonight

he makes a face that makes you burst into giggles and he’s like ill have to call my sister for more money at this point,,,,,,,or oh,,,,,should i try and get doyoung to use his card,,,,

you shake your head because what street fair accepts cards???? and he’s like rats ur right,,,,,,

but it’s cute seeing him like this,,,,, in the daylight,,,,,eyes sparkling and pretty,,,,,,,

bUT you shake that thought off as soon as you see a group of underclassman walking by and calling out to yuta,,,,,saying something about how he still owes them all lunch or something

and the rumors you’d tried to forget come back to you,,,,,,,because hey he probably isn’t treating you any differently than how he treats others

catching feelings for him???? Big No No

but yuta turns back and says he’ll see you tomorrow then and there’s a hint of happiness in his tone,,,,,but again you’re sure you’re imagining it

so why is it that the next evening,,,,your stomach is full of butterflies,,,,,,you’re practically straining your neck to see if yuta is coming,,,,,,

the moment you see the familiar silhouette you start adjusting your hair and shirt,,,,,,,,god it makes you feel embarrassed but also,,,,,when his face appears in the window,,,,,smiling and happy

it makes your heartbeat surge and you mentally have to keep yourself in check as yuta tells you about something doyoung texted him this afternoon

tbh as you hand him the single ticket,,,,,you get the sudden urge to ask ‘why don’t you ever take someone with you on the ride? like on a date?’

but you know you shouldn’t say something like that

but when you feel his hand brush against yours,,,,,you just,,,,,,you burst

“yuta, why don’t you ever ride the ferris wheel with someone else? someone,,,,,,special?”

yuta seems taken back,,,,,for a split moment even speechless but he just looks down at the ticket and you,,,,snap back into reality

and start to apologize because that was,,,,,rude of you,,,,,super rude,,,,,god why do you never thinK properly before speaking

but yuta just chuckles and is like “ok, you’re right i should take someone special can you give me another ticket?”

your heart literally drops into your stomach,,,,because,,,,,he does have someone special,,,,,,,,,,,,

but hiding your trembling hands as you print the ticket you hand it to him only to have yuta give it back and he’s like “let’s go.”

honestly speaking you shouldn’t ever leave your post at the ticket stand but the park is closing in ten minutes and there isn’t another person in sight so when yuta pulls you in behind him ,,,,,,

you find yourself sitting in the see-through cabinet,,,,,the lights of the two flickering below you as the wheel starts to turn

and you’re too busy looking at the view to notice yuta is staring at you

funnily enough,,,even though you’ve worked most of your summer there,,,,you’d actually never gotten to ride it before

so with the sudden invitation to get on,,,,,you kind of got excited,,,,,taking your phone out even to take photos

until you hear yutas voice

“so, ive taken someone special now. are you happy?”

and you look at him and blink,,,,,,,because wait,,,,,,,,are you that special someone???????

but ur like no no no way and so you change the topic and you’re like “why do you ride this every night? does it help you think?”

but yuta just shrugs and is like “no. i just like it. i,,,,,,like it enough to ride it twice,,,,,three times but,,,,,,,”

and you look up from your phone at him and suddenly he’s leaning over

hand coming up to hold the side of your neck

and just as you reach the top you feel his lips against yours before he’s pulling away and whispering “but i like you so much that i thought if i come everyday,,,,if i ride this everyday,,,,,won’t they notice me in time?”

and,,,,,,,,no one has ever,,,,,,so straightforwardly,,,,,,,said something like that to you so you’re shocked,,,,,

nearly dropping the phone in your hands but,,,,,,,,,but also,,,,,,you manage to ask “w-why?”

and yuta laughs,,,,,,hand on his stomach and he’s like “seriously? why? because,,,,,i saw you and it was like i was looking at my dream,,,,,,the person of my dreams,,,,,,,,and then when we got to talk i knew it was right. that you’re the one.”

the ferris wheel starts moving slowly again and once you and yuta get to the bottom you step out of the cabin,,,,,still trying to process the confession from him

when yuta’s hand slips into yours and he’s like c’mon your shift is over. let me treat you again.

and,,,,,,,you follow him but suddenly halfway down the streetyou stop and yuta turns to look at you and you’re like,,,,,,, “don’t play around.”

and he’s like ? what

and you yank your hand from his and you’re like “don’t play around with me. i don’t want to be just another person you woo and then,,,,,and then dump.”

yuta watches you,,,,,nervously looking toward the ground and he lets out a sigh and is like “do you think im playing? do you know how much money i spent on that ferris wheel in the first two weeks? 6 bucks for 6 days out of the week. that’s 36 a week, that’s 72 for tWO YOU KNOW WHAT 72 DOLLARS IS FOR A COLLEGE GUY DONT YOU”

and you look up and he’s like “listen,,,,,,some rumors about me are true. like how i stare out the window during class like a moron but am also ranked in the top five of my major. yeah i tend to fall over things because im not looking, but im still the ace of the soccer team. and yeah,,,,,,,,,i like to talk and be nice to lots of people but im not a player. my feelings for you are for real.”

you swallow the lump in you throat,,,but you’re also like,,,,,,,r-really?

and yuta is like yES really now do you feel the same or no?

you look at his outstretched hand,,,,,,,and you look at him,,,,,,,the smiling boy who’d treated you to dinner, who’d come everyday not to ride the ferris wheel but to see you,,,,,,,,,,,,and you take his hand

because what is there to lose in trusting this handsome, sweet guy,,,,,,who just happens to love corny things like the ferris wheel LOL

and most people cant believe yuta is actually dating,,,,,,,,,but not because of those stupid rumors but because he seemingly has never been interested

and when you meet his friends for the first time johnny asks if yuta didn’t perhaps pay you on the downlow to pretend-

but yuta is like heY im not you mr. chicago and ur like ????? and johnny is like fine fine fine

taeyong pats your shoulder and is like “good luck, he’s a handfull.”

you also learn of yuta’s undying fondness when it comes to transfer winwin which you dont mind because,,,,,the kids adorable and you and yuta are both like “he’s so cute” like 24/7

much to the disdain of literally everyone else,,,,,,,,winwin is lowkey savage though he told you once that you were too good for yuta who apparently is much more airheaded than it seems

but you were sure he was joking

until yuta literally almost burned down the dorm trying to make homemade takoyaki,,,,,,

but boyfriend!yuta is just,,,,,the best

he’s so fun and upbeat and never,,,,,like,,,,,,pushy

like sure he makes jokes about being prince of plant biology or the only man worthy of your attention

but he’s coming from a place of genuine love,,,,,and his want of your attention

which is kinda cute because if you ignore him for more than like twenty minutes you meet aegyo!yuta which,,,,,,,can either infuriate you or melt you it’s always a 50/50 draw on that one

yuta also loves taking photos which is something you leaned when everytime you’d go on a date he’d start taking candids of you

and you’d be like babe im just ordering off the menu we don’t need to take pic- but yuta is already like its fine i took one of you and it’s up on insta i tagged you check it out

his sister calls to check up on him and you’re always nervous to talk to her,,,,even though she roasts yuta to you and it’s amazing,,,but you’re always like i want your family to like me,,,,and yuta is like how could they not like you when i like you so freaking much

his sister told you about his flowershop job in highschool which you think is just the CUTEST so you always jokingly ask him to get you pretty custom bouquets

but the thing is,,,,,,,,he does,,,,,,,he really does

and he surprises you with this big arrangement on the 100th day of dating and each flower has a meaning for what he thinks about you and it’s so beautiful,,,,,,,,yuta no matter how greasy he comes off secretly is a big sappy romantic. fight me on this

takes you hiking with him and if you get tired he’s always trying to get you to let him carry you and you’re like NO and he’s like “why not i am a man of nature, man of the mountains-” and ur like man of the mountains when you drop me accidentally off the cliff hell no nakamoto

if anything you do like hearing him talk about his major,,,,because people think he’s good looks and athleticism

but he’s also so smart,,,,,and his notes are all over the place sure but he knows what he’s doing and it makes you so proud

you caught him dancing in the lab once when he thought no one was alone. did he serenade a plant? he most def did

the hottest thing about him though,,,,is during his soccer matches it’s like 0 to 10000. at the beginning he smiles and waves at you blows air kisses and does the usual cringy sappy stuff

but,,,,,once the game is in heat,,,,,he changes completely

the softness in his eyes and smile are gone,,,,,,it’s just a fierce stare and raw determination

and,,,,,,it’s ,,,,,,,,,a turn on especially when he wins and runs up the bleachers right up to you to get a kiss and slip his medal off to put around your neck

liKE,,,,,,,how idea,,,,,,,,,also getting to shower with him afterward?????? even more ideal

even though yuta can get pretty interesting,,,,intimately he’s always mush and goo for the kisses you give him on the tummy

when you both are just lazing around and he’s playing some 3ds game and you heads on his stomach going through your phone and you just lift up the hem of his shirt and kiss his tummy

he makes the cutest,,,,,,,like the CUTEST hehehehe laugh,,,,,,,

“yuta,,,,don’t you have lab hours to do?” “yes,,,,but i also have cuddle hours to do so get over here”

when you’re upset,,,,,,yuta is,,,,,actually really good at comforting, he reminds you that he’s here,,,,,,by your side and nothing will hurt you and he’ll help you no matter what

and no matter how childish his interests are like video games and amusement parks,,,,,,he’s a serious man when it comes to you and your happiness

his mom texted you like 40000 baby photos of him which you love and cherish and yuta isn’t actually embarrassed at all tbh he thinks it’s adorable you fawn over him

(aka he lives for your attention. if you don’t give it to him, like i said, he turns into a mess of bad attempts on getting you to show him your love LOL)

sleeps in class and still gets straight A’s - it’s infuriating

but also,,,,,whenever you guys have time you’ll head into the city to the amusement park and get on the ferris wheel because no matter what yuta remembers it as your “first official date spot” even though that’d technically not be true

but it’s cute and it’s important to you two even though doyoung is like “go to a restaurant like ADULTS” but you and yuta aren’t rushing to grow up

any1 who spreads rumors about him gets you super worked up and you’ve screamed at a good number of people and yuta and the boys always hold you back

but afterword yuta is always kissing you madly because “wow i love you so much you stand up for me all the time and wow i love you ok im gonna keep kissing you no-”

you guys are a fun couple ok

still flirts with u even tho ur dating but he does it with plant puns to be cheesey. “will you never leaf me?” “if you were a flower you’d be a damndelion” “we were MINT to be”

what im saying is yuta comes off as not being a dork, but he’s the biggest dork

OH wearing his soccer team hoodie and people being like “wait, you’re dating nakamoto?” and you getting to be like yes ;-) yes i am ;-)

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somehowconfident · 7 years

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okay so last few posts are depressing as shit so time for a little bit more exciting stuff

also taylor is releasing a new album so my emotions are all over the place

no tears involved

anyways @justasmallbloginabigklainefandom ‘s stories on her uni intro week got me pretty inspired so let’s talk about my intro crew adventures

especially now that im way too busy to write in my actual journal

so a bit background information: i did my introduction last summer and it was a blast. pirate themed and got to know classmates. I was actually not looking forward to it at all as it would be 4 days of partying but was afraid to feel excluded in the new class (dont worry, those who didn’t go easily fitted in) Little did I know I only needed some warming up and ended up being one of the last people of my class leaving the big party. it was fun. It was so organized so I definitely wanted to be part of the team this year

Sooooo this year I’m returning as part of the crew. It’s prison themed and my ‘job description’ is ‘executor’. I’m gonna wear military green so for my team it’s army-themed. Will be building and preparing stuff. the new freshmen will be wearing orange as prisoners which i think is awesome. While being babysitter for new students is the most popular position, I can’t handle that level of being social and caring so preferred behind the scenes building stuff. Had interview with one of the organisators, M. and got accepted. Organisators are W, M and S. W is Dutch, other two are internationals.

Anyways more about my study: I know I talk a lot about theme parks but I first had to do a year of Leisure Management. Yeah, literally doing a study about leisure. Anyways, organizing things like this introduction is literally what we get prepared for during classes. The themepark thing is a track that I’ll be starting next week. The first year we learned about producing an event, involving facilities, staff, finances and all that shizz. I’ve seen it all come back last three days. The organisators are 3rd year students so they’re expected to be all pro about this yo.

So before the intro actually starts next week a lot of preparation is involved. They asked people to sign up to help beforehand and I decided to help this entire week bc why not, I love getting involved. so have some highlights from the last three days: (ps at some point i really wanted to cancel the intro week but decided to go through and im happy im doing it)

another ps i spoke english throughout the whole year bc internationals but during intro mainly dutch people are helping and i always feel awkward when there are people who automatically speak both BC I DONT KNOW WHICH LANGUAGE TO USE so if its just internationals (or dutch who mainly speak english like me) its very comfy

another another ps for reference there are currently over 630 freshmen coming next week which is almost exceeding last year’s number and they all sleep in one hall

on monday i called a lot of students and it was awkward. I’m still bad at phone calls and especially if moms call me not knowing ANYTHING

i closely worked with S and he was pretty nice although i was struggling with this task a lot

its not even that i was forced to do so they ask several times if i was comfortable with it (GOTTA GET THE JOB DONE)

my classmate who was also helping that day got to see our script (not movie script style but an excel sheet with all the times and activities)

yesterday tuesday was so productive omg and i showed some skills

so this time i declined making phone calls and got to work literally next to M with a shitty old school laptop without a mouse

anyways throughout the whole day id put together stuff for M, which was shared via mail so i have so much info about the whole week

communication is kinda lacking towards other volunteers so i basically know everything compared to others

this is bc i got the big script and i spend 2 hours looking at it last night so im very informed oops

M then asked if I was good with photoshop (mistook it first as powerpoint) and my brain just exploded of excitement

had to create a banner AND I WAS ON FIRAH (fire but with a screaming sound)

Design kinda approved and suddenly I was helping both S and M bc I was still putting things together for M but now S knows my photoshop skills I got to design something else as well

The banner I created for M had to get different text so did that and sent it off

and literally my favorite moment was when few hours later S asked me to change the sign and M was like “she did already” S:”wow that was fast” M:”unlike you” SAVAGE M SAVAGE

but yeah at some point I was done and first to leave

wednesday today we had to start building stuff at the actual location (previously in the office at school) so more physical work

awkward bc everyone knew each other and i was kinda the loner oops

got to talk to one person about being not that social and that was really nice

met my team leader and not sure what to think about him

after lunch M joined multiple conversations and Id just sit by random people as well who had crazy stories about previous years

bc there wasnt much to do almost everyone left but i was allowed to stay longer

it feels so awkward sticking with M the whole time bc im just this fresh second year student having no idea about anything

Also i have this crazy obsession about the general organization of the intro bc its so much and so interesting

anyways i was just a helping hand for M for the other few hours doing small tasks

I hope she isnt tired of me bc 1,5 weeks left OHWELL

at this point im just an intern of hers OHWELL

so yeah volunteering for something really helps with experience bc since I worked so closely with M I got to see soooo much about organizing everything and they’ve been doing it since february. If it wasn’t for theme parks I’d see myself doing the introduction organization next year but nah. Altho for the future it’d be interesting to be helping with RunDisney Paris or whatever, since it’s also a yearly event with big crowds and employees and all that jazz. Anyways thoughts about upcoming days:

tomorrow thursday is considered the big building up day but unfortunately i can only help till 2 bc home’s a mess and need to travel hours to go home to work for 4 hours ugh and then spend hours travelling in the evening ugh

then just spending a few days helping but sleeping over at a friend as well so busy busy busy

from sunday on im staying at the location so yeah thats exciting

and monday i have to wake up at 6 to work ouch

and then students arrive at 8 ohwell

sigh i hope i’ll be having a good time bc its gonna be music alcohol and noise the whole time

everything public and no privacy but i did it last year so should be fine

starting school the week after but i have to go home every night bc moms in china so first two school weeks are gonna be tiring and hectic

at least im seeing more friends bc being at home is just mentally unsafe

WHEW LONG POST FOR MY REFERENCE BUT THANKS FOR READING

ITS MIDNIGHT AND I HAVE TO WAKE UP AT 6 AND WORK AT 8 HALP

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sanguinesprout · 7 years

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The sky is a beautiful blue today~ (Some updates, nicer things, random snippets of memories and why I write about weather so much lol)

I was thinking maybe I should write about something lighter, like the things I did recently, in particular the good things, my small triumphs and such c:

I’ve spent a lot more time out with my sister (and sometimes her bf and my mum) recently, especially in the case of going shopping~! I bought quite a lot of nice tops with interesting and motivating text based designs on them (maybe I’ll photograph them sometime), and some of them were on sale too yay! :3 Usually I try and avoid going out too many times in a row or when I don’t feel mentally prepared beforehand but I went and it was alright! Though some of the times I had no choice as I had a doctors appointment, but instead of just going home I went to the shops or the supermarket afterwards and had a nice long browse around~

I used to remember a long long time ago when I was younger I really did not enjoy shopping and would always constantly be asking when we could go home lol but now it’s pretty fun (apart from the fact I’m actually really poor). Also a long time ago I would trail around after my sis or whoever, but now I go off on my own and look at whatever I feel but sometimes my sis trails after me instead lol and likes to moan about me looking at things too slowly quite a lot. It makes me anxious but I told her about it so she does it less or I’ll tell her to go look at something else, cause I like taking my sweet time yo >3< I don’t mean like I only started doing this recently haha, but it did take quite a few years before I felt confident enough to go around on my own and actually enjoy it. I would go shopping completely on my own and take public transport after college and uni sometimes and such, I feel I’ve kind of taken a step back since then but I’m not back at square one at least I guess, it’s something!

I still feel awkward and anxious when people are blocking the way of an aisle or when they’re looking at the same rack of stuff, but I’m gonna try and push these feelings aside, be more assertive and so and so. There were also times where certain unusual situations were kind of traumatic for me and maybe I’ll write or draw about them sometime, but they’re not important and I shouldn’t keep thinking back on them and feeling hurt. I still sometimes get that ‘lost kid that has to look down every aisle and worries everyone already paid and left’ feeling after wandering around when I go to the supermarket with my parents lol, because they are all about being quick so they can go home and get ready for work and stuff, but having a phone now unlike when I was a kid and didn’t have one makes everything suck much less hah take that!

Anyways, back to the present! The weather has been pretty flip floppy lately, on some few random days the weather was real hot and some super rainy and cold and some calm and neutral, like today. I really love when it spontaneously rains so hard and immediately after the sky is such a wonderful clear blue, I feel it’s analogous to when you have are suddenly overcome with negative emotions and once they pass you feel at ease and can think with clarity again aka. the calm after the storm. I really like the weather and making weird metaphors about it as you could probably tell already lolol. The weather is just something that’s always there, something that affects mood but is also so moody itself, something everyone experiences and uses for small talk and something so mundane but also wonderful and unpredictable (unless you look at the forecast everyday, I mean it’s real easy to check on the phone widget but I don’t haha, as much as I talk about it I don’t worship the weather channel or anything lol) ^^

Oh also in relation to this, when I said I was going to write this blog a bit more like a diary, it made me think of a time when I was little and my mum bought me a diary book. It was a simple Winnie the Pooh diary with a gold lock and guess what I wrote in it hahahaha I wrote in huge writing on each page a 3-4 word sentence of how the weather was that day LOL It was super wasteful and my sis and mum were like what even?! XD I’ve had lots of diaries since then and lots of attempts at writing about actual things but I’ve never been able to keep it up past a few days. I just hope this blog doesn’t die out like my past diaries or become a brief weather description collection either hahaha. Today’s post title is kinda like a tribute or slightly more advanced version of my kiddie diary x3

Okay enough about that lol! One of the days recently I went to the park~! I did say I wanted to go and my sister suggested it. It was some time in the afternoon on a weekday so it wasn’t to busy. It was pleasant and refreshing to go walkies sine I hadn’t gone there for a while, even though I really really hate all kinds of bugs (and things that have bugs in them, like trees) and shriek and flail at their presence lol. I saw some pretty flowers, sat on the see saw with my sis briefly (which I was nervous about cuz there were kids around and well I’m not a kid anymore *sob* but I will always be a kid at heart and so will my sis, so I did it anyways! Yolo, gotta sit my but on all the things next time XD). I also saw the duckies! Or well I think they were actually geese but they were so pretty and derpy and their little floofy babies omg! ;w; Soooo cute!! I definitely want to go see them again sometime :D I’ve come to kind of dislike zoos (and aquariums too) because I feel so bad seeing some of them so distressed looking and it feels unfair that they have to live in such a contained and artificial space without choice, but when there’s wildlife living free like the duckies in the lake, it’s just such a pleasant thing to witness.

Oh also some good today was I cooked my own breakfast...kinda... It was just a fried egg with tuna in it pretty much and there was rice too (made in a rice cooker not by me lol) but I cooked the egg part! It takes so much convincing for me to be able to do just this. My mum and dad don’t like me hanging around the kitchen because ‘you’re too slow’ and ‘you’ll make a mess’ etc. I know they keep babying me and want things to go smoothly their way... but it needs to change! I don’t want to be dependant forever :c I was persistent this time and I’m glad! :D And I also suggested that maybe everyday I could maybe learn something new from them, whether it be just some small technique or a recipe or whatever. I am lacking in well... life skills because I was never taught or allowed to do certain things, like cooking for example. I can make something easy like instant ramen or pasta, but they usually handle all meals and don’t let me experiment or cook for reals. The only thing they really trust me with is making tea and sandwiches and the only time I cooked something from a recipe was cooking class at school a long time ago lol. Sometimes I help my sister bake stuff, but they get annoyed at her too for being in the way and stuff, but she isn’t a weak spirited person like me so she just carries on haha.

I can watch video tutorials all I want but it’ll never be useful without actual execution and practice, you know! >< My dad is a chef and is particularly prideful of his cooking, and also quick to insult and get annoyed for small mistakes, so it’s gonna be tough but I’m gonna try anyways! Lately I’ve been trying harder to just chat and bond with my dad more, we watch drama/animation series together at supper which is nice~! (Even though he feigns reluctance to watch and that he’s interested sometimes lol). Conversation is particularly hard because of the language barrier, but if I make the conversation about learning language like I did the other day and maybe now even about learning cooking stuff, then maybe things will go at a much better pace :D

I also drew some things I was kind of happy about lately, and didn’t give up on trying to interact online even though I really wanted to! I need to get my stuff organised and start posting stuff! I feel like the longer I leave it, the less it’s making me wanna do it, stop it perfection, you’re unnecessary! x^x I really hate having an empty account, it makes me feel like a creep (like on youtube it’s okay but on other places it’s unusual, right?) ;^; Something I keep forgetting is that there is no rules and no obligations for me (or anyone else) to do anything or feel anything. There’s no right or wrong, silly self! I need to stop worrying so much and just go for it! Yolo the hell out of everything (maybe that’s not quite the right phrase lol) and just stop falling into the paralysis by analysis trap! X3 Imma try harder! ò^ó

Uh uhhh before I end this, I have some update-y stuff on my therapy situation... I have my first appointment tomorrow! I’m so nervous!! xAx The funny thing though (or well, not really), is that when my doctor was giving me options on who to see, I could either go for the general therapist who works in the same facility or to go for the referral service for a more specific recommendation. I opted for the second in hope that I could see someone with a specialism in idk... AVPD or personality disorders (if there is a such thing), but it seems I’ve ended up going full circle and ending up getting recommended to the general therapist back here >< I mean, at least it’s convenient and better than nothing I suppose... Anyways, I don’t know how it’ll go so I shouldn’t make any assumptions or have any wild expectations. I can do this! It’ll be okay! I’m glad I got a female therapist, because I get even more nervous around guys and the one I had in the past was ahhh idk... maybe I’ll write about it with whatever I write about after the app tomorrow. I just hope it goes well!

Don’t give up! You can do it! Have a nice day~! :3

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Welp time for diary number 4 about my life, and shit gets good in this part so buckle your seatbelt because it's about to go down.

Hi. I may have lied a tiny bit in my last diary thing. But it's chill, I'll explain. So last I'd written on here I was interested in a girl from work called Amy. It took time but I built up some courage and actually ended up asking her out! I was feeling pretty good about myself. But then she said no. In all honesty I wasn't too upset about it? Yeah it got me a little but not nearly as much as some other things I've talked about. And this is where the lie comes in. I never liked Amy. Amy was just an excuse, a way to keep myself occupied, a reassurance that girls are out there. Now of course nothing against her she's pretty and really nice but nothing would ever happen! (I mean she said no to a date soooo..) At this point in time I'd fallen out with a friend I mentioned in many previous thing, small Emily. Another boyfriend came along and changed her but again don't really care about that loss so much. In return I made some new friends, there's people at work I now talk to all the time, and a couple of girls from uni! (I'll get onto that in a second) life was okay? That's the best way to describe it! I told my friends that i was just gonna stop looking for something, for love. But I lied I totally kept looking and never stopped. (Lying is a theme here don't follow my example kids) It's a normal day, I'm in my room playing some video games and I get invited to a party! Sure sounds good, now this is where shit gets confusing because I'm throwing another Emily into the mix. Let's call her cute Emily. It was her birthday. I said to friends I'd turn up to pre drinks at their flat and then head to the pub with them, I wasn't going to go clubbing. It's not for me. I turn up to the flat, we're all talking and it's good! Bee is there, tall Emily, cute Emily, my boss Bradley! (Tall Emily's boyfriend), and a couple of others. We go to the pub, and tall Emily pulls me to the side and says "I think somebody has a crush on you" I ask her who and she says "(cute) Emily!" Now as you can probably tell I thought Emily was cute! But with my luck I'd just assumed she had a boyfriend! But I got told that and I panicked!! Bradley pulls me to the side, tells me talk to her the whole night, buy her a drink etc. So I do, we talk a lot in the pub and it's great!! I know that if anything is gonna happen I have to go to the club, so I do and I actually have an amazing time! I buy her a couple more drinks, we dance, and as the night goes on I get her number. Now at this point tall Emily and Bradley had left, and everybody else had gone to the toilet. So it was me, cute Emily, my friend Olivia and some creepy guy. This guy was obsessed over Olivia and he just wanted to see her kiss another girl all night. So this guy grabs cute Emily's hands and starts pulling her towards him. I grab her hands off of him, and tell her "I'm not letting you go with him" she looks at me and mouths the words "thank you". And in that moment it was like something out of a movie, the music gets slow, I pull her in by the waist and we kiss. It happened more as the night went on, she holds my hands as we leave, and she kisses me goodbye when the night is over. I'd felt so happy after that night it was like my whole life had turned around and I was just over the moon! And then I arranged a date. We agreed on a day, a time and everything. Table for two booked, and it couldn't of been scripted better. Because, like with Louiza, 20 minutes before the date I get a text. "I'm sorry I can't come tonight". And that was it. I (being the emotional car crash I am) cry my eyes out, call my friends and they all tell me to come to a work party to get my mind off of things. I go, I drink waaaaaaaaay too much thinking drinks will fucking help the problem. I don't really remember much, just waking up at my bosses house, hopelessly and utterly confused and hating myself once again. He's cool with it, tells me I needed it that night. It's now December I think? And I go home for Christmas (3 weeks off). The day I get home I get a text, it's cute Emily. It was one long apology, and it ended with her saying she'd love to try and meet up again after Christmas. I'm happy but cautious at this point. I have a great Christmas at home but I get back to uni! She seems interested still, she's texting me a lot talking about going out and I eventually get a day sorted and everything again. I told myself I wouldn't get as hyped up for this though, but that changed. And it was because of her. I got texts like "Friday can't come quick enough" all the time, and I dunno just made me go all funny again. Funnily enough, that that Friday, was today. And the date was great, we went for lunch in this ice little Italian restaurant, we talk the whole time and it's not awkward. And I just felt comfortable around her. We hugged at the end of the date, I panicked because I thought no kiss at the end of the date was a bad sign but apparently that's normal! (Don't judge me that was my first ever date) she said she'd love to meet up again and I'm crossing my fingers hoping that something comes out of this.. she's amazing. And I just hope she feels the same way. We're seeing each other tomorrow for a friends (bee's) party and I'm even nervous for that! Like how do I act? Like friends, or like we've just been on a date and are interested in each other? Do I talk to her all night? Do I kiss her? Uuuugh I dunno, struggles of being an 18 year old searching for love. I'm actually Ted Mosby from How I Met Your Mother I swear. But yeah, things are good at the minute just got to keep my feet on the ground and keep my fingers crossed! If I post within a week or something then I'll probably be upset, if it's a month then probably happy. Here's to hoping it's a month *future max from tomorrow raises his glass in hopes for present max*

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