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Whumptober 2023

Welcome to Whumptober 2023 — the sixth year running!

COMPLETIONISTS/PARTICIPANT BADGES CAN BE FOUND HERE

To those of you who participated last year, welcome back! To everyone joining this year, welcome!

Please make sure to read the Event Info carefully, as most of your questions will be answered there already. For everything else, you are welcome to come to our ask box or ask questions in our Discord server here.

This year’s AO3 Collection can be found here.

And this years playlist can be found here.

There are 139 prompt options in total this year - this is including the alternatives list! A special thanks goes out to those who took part in our trope vote back in July. From the 1526 responses to our list of 223 tropes, we looked through the popularity results, as well as your honourable mentions, and were able to produce this years prompts list. Stay tuned, as we will be posting some of the results at a later date!

We’re very excited to see the community come together once more and be a wild, chaotic bunch of creators and consumers of whump. Go wild with the prompts, and support your fellow creators - we wish you all the fun!

Best of luck and happy whumping,

Mods Vanne, Yenn, Kitty and Surro

(All 31 Themes + Prompts, Event Information and FAQs are posted below the cut!)

Whumptober 2023 Prompt List

No. 1: “But now this room is spinning while I’m trying just to fill in all the gaps.”

Safety Net | Swooning | “How many fingers am I holding up?”

No. 2: “I’ll call out your name, but you won’t call back.”

Thermometer | Delirium | “They don't care about you.”

No. 3: “Like crying out in empty rooms; with no-one there except the moon.”

Journal | Solitary Confinement | “Make it stop.”

No. 4: “I see the danger, It’s written there in your eyes.”

Cattle Prod | Shock | “You in there?”

No. 5: “You better pray I don't get up this time around.”

Debris | Pinned Down | “It's broken.”

No. 6: “Do or die, you’ll never make me; Because the world will never take my heart.”

Recording | Made to Watch | “It should have been me.”

No. 7: " “I paced around for hours on empty; I jumped at the slightest of sounds.”

Alleyway | Radio Silence | “Can you hear me?”

No. 8: “I’ve got soul, but I’m not a soldier.”

Overcrowded ER | Outnumbered | “It’s all for nothing.”

No. 9: “Learning everything ain't what it seems, that's the thing about these days.”

Polaroid | Mistaken Identity | “You're a liar.”

No. 10: “Can’t you see that you’re lost without me?”

Broken Phone | Stranded | “You said you'd never leave.”

No. 11: “All the lights going dark and my hope’s destroyed.”

Animal trap | Captivity | “No one will find you.”

No. 12: “I haven't slept in days but who's counting?”

Red | Insomnia | “I’m up, I’m up.”

No. 13: “It comes and goes like the strength in your bones.”

Cold Compress | Infection | “I don’t feel so good.”

No. 14: “Feed me poison, fill me ‘till I drown.”

Flare | Water Inhalation | “Just hold on.”

No. 15: “I don't need you to help me I can handle things myself.”

Makeshift Bandages | Suppressed Suffering | “I’m fine.”

No. 16: “Would you lie with me and just forget the world?”

Gurney | Flatline | “Don’t go where I can’t follow.”

No. 17: “You’re the lump in my throat and the knot in my chest.”

Collar | Touch Aversion | “Leave me alone.”

No. 18: “I tend to deflect when I’m feeling threatened.”

Blindfold | Tortured For Information | “Hit them harder.”

No. 19: “I’ll take one final step, all you have to do is make me.”

Floral Bouquet | Psychological | “I’m not as stupid as you think I am.”

No. 20: “People don’t change people, time does.”

Blanket | Found Family | “You will regret touching them.”

No. 21: “See the chains around my feet.”

Vows | Restraints | “Don't move.”

No. 22: “They never saw us coming, ‘til they hit the floor.”

Glass Shard | Vehicular Accident | “Watch out!”

No. 23: “It’s gonna get me by the end of the night.”

Shadows | Stalking | “Who’s there?”

No. 24: “I’ve got a head full of chemicals; mouth full of ridicule.”

Goodbye Note | Neglect | “I thought they were with you.”

No. 25: “You’re not delivering a perfect body to the grave.”

Storm | Buried Alive | “They’re not breathing!”

No. 26: “Sometimes I get so tired; I don’t even know myself.”

Seeing Double | Working To Exhaustion | “You look awful.”

No. 27: “You drew stars around my scars; But now I’m bleeding.”

Matches | Scars | “Let me see”

No. 28: “We might not make it to the morning; so go on and tell me now.”

Bloody Knife | Sacrifice | “You'll have to go through me.”

No. 29: “I only sink deeper the deeper I think.”

Scented Candle | Troubled Past Resurfacing | “What happened to me?”

No. 30: “It’s okay, just to say, ‘I’m not okay’.”

Borrowed Clothing | Bridal Carry | “Not much longer...”

No. 31: “I thought that I was getting better.”

Emptiness | Setbacks | “Take it easy.”

Alternatives List:

Betrayal

Aftermath of Failure

Brass Knuckles

Decoy

Body Modification

Playing Cards

Examination

Hunting

Drugging

Shaking

Panic

Broken

Miscommunication

Lab Rat

Reluctant Whumper

Event Info & Rules

~ Please read our extensive event info posts before sending us an ask ~

WHUMPTOBER is a month-long, prompt-based creation challenge (think: Inktober, but whumpier). There are 31 official themes this year - one for each day of the month - which can be used, skipped, or combined in any way you’d like. The 'theme' of each day is the line of lyrics.

The prompts are merely to serve as inspiration without being taken literally (e.g. you don’t have to include the exact wording of prompts into your work). Feel free to run rampant on interpretation. For example, if the prompt is "flame", you could create something with reference to a candle/campfire, your character could have suffered a burn, or the flame could be related to the 'spark' of a relationship. It's truly up to you!

In total, there are 4 prompts for each day: there's lyrics, an object, a trope and a line of dialogue to choose from. We want to give everyone as much creative freedom as possible, as well as increase event accessibility for folks with triggers and squicks.

Creators can PRODUCE work in any media they choose, including but not limited to: writing, visual artwork, photo/video/audio edits, paper crafts and elaborate recommendation lists (not just a list of links). Creators can PARTICIPATE as much or as little as they want (i.e. you don’t have to do ALL the prompts if you don’t want to) and prompts can be used in any order. They are also free to use even after the event ends.

When uploading Whumptober content to your blog, be sure to tag the with:

#whumptober2023 …..(the event tag)

#no.1, #no.2, #no.3, …..(day number)

#lyric, #bruises, #stabbing, …..(the theme or specific prompt you chose)

#fandom or #OC, … (ironman, originalcontent, oc …)

#medium …..(gifs, fic, podcast, art, etc.)

#teeth, #gore tw, #etc …..(trigger warnings & any additional tags. Add "tw" AFTER the trigger/content warning. )

#nsfwhump …..(only for nsfw content)

#your own tags go here

PLEASE BE DILIGENT WITH YOUR TAGGING. Only properly tagged posts are considered for archiving on the official @whumptober-archive blog. They must be tagged in the order above. An elaborate post about our tagging system can be found [here]

Unfortunately, due to the sheer number of participants in recent years, we cannot guarantee your work will be archived. A random selection of properly tagged posts from all genres will be reblogged each day.

Whumpers who produce content for 31 total theme days are considered event completionists and will be tagged in a masterpost at the end of the month. A form will be published at the beginning of November asking you to tell us if you completed the event. You do not need to post anything you have created, we rely on trust and we will not check this.

Questions not addressed in one of our many event info posts can be directed to this blog. We will not answer any questions that have been answered in the FAQs or rules already.

Frequently Asked Questions

Q. How does this year’s prompt list work? What do I have to choose?

You can create something based on:

The overall theme/lyric of the day

Prompt 1, 2 or 3

One or several of the alternative prompts

A combination of the above

Q. Is [specific anything] allowed?

When in doubt: JUST DO IT!

Q. Do I have to do all 31 days?

Participate as much or little as you like! Just be sure to tag your posts properly (ex. #no.7, #radio silence). If you create works for 31 total theme days you will become a completionist. But apart from that, there are no repercussions if you don’t fill prompts for each day.

Q. Can I post early/late?

Yes, you can post whenever you want. We will only reblog posts during October, but you can use our prompts all year round. The day you post will only affect your probability of being reblogged.

Q. Will you reblog my post?

Due to the sheer number of content posted during Whumptober we can’t promise to reblog every single post. We will make a random selection trying to capture a wide variety of content. The following will increase your chances at being reblogged:

tag your post properly

post within 2-3 days of the theme you want to fill: if you fill the prompt for Day 1 your chances of being reblogged during October 1st to 3rd are highest and will go towards zero afterwards.

Q. What if I don’t understand a prompt/theme?

Send us an ask! We’re happy to help with wild, unhelpful clarifications or brainstorming. That being said, the themes are entirely up for interpretation. Don’t take them too literally. For example: You can be choking on a cherry, someone else can choke you or you could be choked up on emotions, etc.

Q. What kind of content can I make? Can it be NSFW?

This is a MIXED MEDIA event! You can write fic, post meta, doodle or paint, create a gifset or photo edit, link a song, or get crafty with video - anything goes. As for NSFW, make what you like, we just hope that you’ll tag your work accordingly so that others participating in the event can stay safe.

Q. Can I combine Whumptober with other creation challenges?

Absolutely, as long as the other challenges allow it too.

Q. Can I upload/repost my Whumptober content to other social media platforms?

Of course! You can post your own content wherever you like (or you can opt to not publish it at all). Additionally we’ve created an AO3 Collection to archive any fics posted there. It can be accessed here. The tumblr blog @whumptober-archive is the official archive, so please respect the boundaries of any closeted whumpers in your social circle.

Q. Can I use prompts to write a new chapter for an existing fic?

Yes.

Q. An existing fic I am currently writing contains many of the Whumptober prompts, can I use it?

If you are actively writing this fic at the moment with the Whumptober prompts in mind, yes. If you’ve previously posted something that checks the boxes, we ask that you not include it retroactively for this current year. You can, however, add new chapters relating to one or more of the prompts.

Q. What kind of characters can I write for?

Fandom characters, OC characters, human, furry, alien, cyborg, RPF, whoever you like. You can use the generic “whumpee” character or have specific ones.

Q. Does it have to take place in a specific fandom?

No, you can create works for your own worlds or for fandoms or for both. You can also create more generic or pan-fandom works. You can do cross-overs or use OCs, whatever you want.

Q. Can I use a prompt multiple times?

Yes, but it only counts once towards being a completionist.

Q. If I’m not comfortable with one day’s prompts can I use a prompt of a different day as a substitute and still be a completionist?

No, you can’t exchange prompts for different days. However, if all four prompts of a specific day make you uncomfortable, we have created an alternate prompts list that you can draw from. You can exchange any prompt with these, but please make sure not to use them twice.

Q. Where can I post my work?

Post where and how you want. You don’t have to (cross)post it to Tumblr or at all. Just keep in mind if it’s not on Tumblr we will not be able to add it to the blog archive.

Q. Can I start posting early?

You can, but this is an October event and wouldn’t it be more fun with everyone doing it at the same time? That being said, you can post early, but we won’t be reblogging any work predating October 1st.

Q. Do I have to finish a fic I started/can I post WIP’s?

Yes you can post WIPs. And you’re not obligated to finish it in October for it to count towards being a completionist.

Q. Is co-writing allowed?

Yes, absolutely, and it would count towards being a completionist for both/all of you.

Q. Do I have to create 31 standalone pieces to be considered a completionist or can I write one continuous story?

One continuous story is fine. The challenge is to write something for 31 prompts. If that’s spread over 31 fics or just one, you are still considered a completionist. (The same goes for every other media you choose.)

Q. Is there a min/max limit on word count?

There is no limit.

Q. Can I combine prompts? Is there a limit on how many?

No limit and combine as many as you’d like.

Q. Is a hc/angst/emotional whump focus ok?

Of course! We are not going to establish a threshold for whumpiness. If you think it’s whumpy enough, then it’s whumpy enough. It can be physical, psychological, emotional, or any combination of the three.

Q. What’s considered nsfw?

See this post

Q. What is whump?

Typically the genre includes situations where a fictional character is hurt, be it emotionally, psychologically, or physically. Fanlore provides information here.

Q. My interpretation of the prompt isn’t whumpy at all, does that count?

If you don’t think your interpretation is whumpy, then it doesn’t count for Whumptober. Remember that whump comes in many forms, though, and that we don’t have a whump-checker or a threshold for how much whump needs to be included. If you think your interpretation contains enough whump to count, then it does.

Q. Can I start working on the prompts before October?

Absolutely! That’s why we post the prompts a month in advance. We recognise how difficult it can be creating for 31 days in “real time” so feel free to start creating early!

Q. How do I tag triggers?

tw at the end of the word, ex. #gore tw

Q. Do I have to use your tags?

Yes, if you want your work archived on the blog. If not, feel free to use whatever tags you want.

Q. Does combining prompts count towards completion?

Yes

Q. Can we @ you?

Yes but we mostly rely on the #whumptober2023 tag.

Q. Is there anything we are absolutely not allowed to write?

There are no rules, but please make sure to properly tag your trigger warnings. And keep in mind Tumblr’s policies if you are posting it here (or the policies for whatever site you use).

Q. Where can I go for brainstorming help?

Here on Discord or come into our ask box.

Q. My characters are minors, is that ok?

Yes, but as with everything else, use clear and descriptive tags.

Q. Can I cross post on other blogs?

Yes, multiple platforms and blogs are perfectly acceptable. You can also post different works to different accounts under different names, without posting them everywhere at once.

Note: This is a creation challenge, please don’t repost your old work under our tags (unless it’s been changed or edited for the event).

Thanks for reading, and happy whumping!

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kathaynesart · 1 year

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He was going to give him a big hug, but poor Casey looks like he might break at any moment so need to check first.

I had planned on more, but will leave this open for @somerandomdudelmao to react instead! <3 So happy to finally get to draw this interaction! Thank you everyone for your votes to get me here and good luck to Cass' Apocalypse as well as Life Mission and Bloodbath in the final round for the @tmntaucompetition!

For those of you who are confused or new, this is sort of a continuation from the Peepaw Showdown that happened a few months back. You can see the related comics here: Peepaw Showdown 1 Peepaw Showdown 2 Peepaw Showdown 3

Also, have to say that I really love that Casey Jr. has problems with crowded, big open spaces, so wanted to bring that feeling back into this. I'm sure it doesn't help when you're surrounded by a crowd of mutants who look kind of like your dead family, but not quite.

#tmnt au competition #cass apocalyptic series #Part 1 of the tears #rottmnt replica #replica #save rottmnt #rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #unpause rise of the tmnt #unpause rottmnt #kathaynesart

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honestlydarkprincess · 1 month

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settle

buck & chimney || rated: g || wc: 702 || read on ao3

A week after he’d been there to tell Maddie, Buck found himself once again at the Buckley-Han residence. Although he knew that she wouldn’t, a part of him hoped that Maddie would have told Chimney so he didn’t have to. But alas, here he was. Buck had already come out to three people so he was feeling a lot more sure of himself. He had however taken the bisexual pride pin Hen had given him and put it in his pocket for good luck. He felt around for it and turned it over with his fingers while he waited for Maddie or Chimney to answer the door.

Chimney swung the door open, a wide smile on his face. “Buckaroo! Just in time, you can settle this argument for me.”

“Oh, um, if you’re having an argument I’ll come back later,” Buck said, putting his hands up. “I don’t want to get in the middle of anything.”

“Not a real argument,” Maddie called from inside the house. “Chim’s just being ridiculous.”

Chimney scoffed, stuffing a gummy worm into his mouth and making Buck realize that he had a handful of them. “Come on in, Buck, we were just having a little movie night until your sister started spouting nonsense.”

Buck stepped into the house, his shoulders relaxing at the sound of Maddie’s laughter. It never failed to soothe him, knowing his big sister was there and that she was happy. “Where’s Jee?”

“She’s with Mrs. Lee for the night, she wanted some grandma time,” Maddie replied, patting the seat next to her on the couch. “Come sit. What’s up?”

Buck took a seat next to her and Chimney sat down on the armchair, munching on his gummy worms. “I, uh, came to talk to Chim,” Buck said, giving Maddie a meaningful look. Understanding dawned on her and she glanced at Chim who was looking at Buck with open curiosity.

“What’s up, Buck?” Chimney asked. “Why do you look so nervous?”

“Uh, well, you see— wait, you said you were having an argument?” Buck stalled.

“Yeah!” Chimney exclaimed, letting himself get distracted. “Maddie said that Henry Cavill isn’t attractive! I said that everyone thinks he’s attractive. You’re the deciding vote.”

Buck snorted. “Of course he’s attractive, I don’t have to be bi to know that.” He flushed when he realized what he’d said. “Uh, I mean— well actually, that’s kind of what I came to tell you, Chim.”

Chimney’s brows drew together. “That you find Henry Cavill attractive? Not that I’m not happy to see you man, but that could have been a text.”

“N-no,” Buck shook his head, biting his lip. “That I’m— I’m bi.”

“Oh,” Chimney looked surprised.

“When you said I made you my basketball beard, you weren’t exactly wrong,” Buck rubbed the back of his neck nervously. “I, uh, yeah.”

Chimney grinned. “I knew I was a beard,” He crowed. “It’s not the first time I’ve been one, you get a sense about these things. Anyway, good for you, Buckaroo. Who’s the lucky man?”

“Uh, well, Tommy actually,” Buck flushed a brighter pink, a small smile playing on his lips. “He kissed me and we went out on a date. We’re, uh, taking things slow.”

“Oh, I’m surprised it’s not Ed—” Chimney was cut off from saying anything else when Maddie cleared her throat loudly. He looked at her and she shook her head slightly. Chimney pasted a bright smile on his face. “I’m happy for you, Buck. Congratulations.”

Buck gave them a confused look, but ultimately decided not to question it. He wasn’t sure he was ready to hear the answer. “Thank you,” He said, ducking his head. “I should get going. I’ll leave you two to your movie night.”

The three of them stood up and Maddie gave him a huge hug before passing him off to Chimney who hugged him just as tightly. “I’m proud of you, brother. Thank you for telling me,” Chimney said softly.

Buck’s breathing hitched and he squeezed Chim back. They pulled apart and Buck gave them both a happy nod before he headed out, humming a cheerful tune under his breath. That had gone well.

Now he just had to tell Eddie.

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daddyricsdoll · 5 months

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Hate but I love you too ✭ Ollie Bearman

Summary: From when he ignored you then nearly kissed your lips. Or never said sorry to begging for you. Oliver was a rollercoaster of emotions and it's safe to say- It took hate to love him.

Warnings: Unprotected sex.

Word count: 2.9k

A/N: Based off of a request. I'm sorry it took a while, quite a few things happened, but I enjoyed writing this and I hope you enjoy reading this too! (did change a few things)

“Hey Ollie” I smile at him as we walk toward our karts that sit only metres away from the other. “What do you want?” He turns his head toward me with furrowed brows. “Oh, I-um just came to say hi and good luck.” I try my best to keep a smile on my face as he grimaces. “Ok then, thanks I guess.” He mumbles under his breath before quickening his pace and rushing to his kart.

It did hurt to watch him leave because of me, but it wasn’t the first time and it never made me stop from approaching him again. And just like the first time, it happened the next, he would always find a way out, but I found another in. I had questioned his actions and dislike toward me, but never got the answer, or maybe the one I was looking for at least. So after setting the goal of speaking to him every time we were in the same premises, I eventually lost it. Moving up into F4 and giving him a smile, then F3 and little glares.

F3 was an interesting time, it was when we started to only focus on racing, relationships later, whether it was friendships or romantically, we could all agree we had some struggles. And then came the part I thought would be my happy ending, but U-turned straight out.

But then came a experience for all of us drivers to experience what a lot of kids our age do. So then came a party with nearly all the drivers on the grid, hosted by a driver, so you could expect it to be on the spectrum toward chaotic. It happened to start light, small talk and grabbing another drink, before people loosened up and with that came party games. The truth or dare and spin the bottle.

My hand lightly shook as I grabbed the bottle in hand, trying to estimate which person it would point toward. Hoping it would be the British boy that sat across from me, and this time he wouldn't walk away.

Everyone's eyes stuck on the bottle and when it pointed in between two people I looked up to see it was Ollie and Jak. Everyone started shouting out their opinions of who it shall be before they all voted, and it was Ollie. I watched many emotions cross his face as we both leant forward and our lips inched closer to the other.

I stopped moving, waiting for him to make the next move, his lips were so close that I could feel his breath against my skin and I closed my eyes as I waited for him to close the gap. My lips curled into a smile as I was sure I would finally feel him. But instead of his lips ultimately against mine, I felt cold as I lost his presence and then his voice that refused to kiss me. “I can’t kiss her, we’re both rivals and it might ruin the race tomorrow.”

I don’t say anything, but sit back in the circle, at long last, accepting my defeat. I watched as some conflict arose, people telling Ollie it’s just a game and it doesn’t mean anything, but then he fought back claiming he wouldn’t kiss anyone in the circle, and then the game ended.

I found somewhere to sit in sorrow but also bliss, at how close his lips came to mine, but then how he left. I was alone for a short while before Arthur Leclerc approached me. He wasn’t even part of F3 this year but said “I could never miss out on a party.” and then sat beside me while enlightening me with his jokes and bad english. From there me and Arthur became close, while the tension between me and Ollie grew. I secretly schemed ways in my head to get Ollie back, make him feel the way I felt, make him regret something or tempt him with something, make it come so close then take it from him. There was no denying I wanted that thing to be me, and that’s what held my plan back.

The next year we both were signed into teams on the F2 grid, he had the opportunity to be with Prema racing and me with ART grand prix.

After Jeddah, our rivalry started to grow realising we were the top two drivers fighting for the win each race, me getting the victory first and him second. Then came up Australia, a track we were all new to, but it didn’t mean we wouldn’t try as hard.

I led the race with Ollie right behind me, fighting around corners and defending on straights. We had 3 more laps left as our tires started degrading drastically and our cars lost the power they had earlier in the race. Speeding down the main straight and reaching turn 1 Ollies tire clipped mine and we both spun into the gravel.

Furrowed brows under my helmet as I got out of my car that would’ve taken me to the top of the podium if it weren’t for Oliver Bearman. I put my steering wheel back in and smack the halo, needing something to take my anger out before walking away with clenched fists. Oliver stands still and stares at me as I aim to stride past him, but instead I land directly in front of him but don’t say a word. Our helmets would’ve touched if it weren’t for our heights and although my visor was still on I knew he understood the emotions that ran through me at that moment. We stayed like that for what felt like minutes until I walked away with a brush against his shoulder and hand.

Every race after that there was a stronger battle between both of us, it was either me or him that won, and those few times we didn’t, the bottom two on the podium had our names on it.

Just like last year, there was a party held, but this time we were in F2 and I wasn’t tailing after him.

Me and Arthur walked in together dressed impeccably and proud. We had a good season together and maybe letting loose at this “party” might make this season better.

Since everyone on the grid was here, it would be inevitable to see Oliver. Whether it’s a good or bad thing, I kind of do want to see him, especially since after that crash, I’ve never been better and he doesn’t enjoy being under me, so I’ll have a great time.

It barely took 5 minutes until Arthur found Oliver and started a conversation, while I stood with Arthur people congratulated me on having dominance over the season so far and I just waited till Oliver would say it too. And to my surprise it didn’t take long. “Oh um, congratulations.” I hear him mumble under his breath. “Sorry I didn’t catch that, can you say that again?” I ask him, hiding my smirk with a confused look.

He gives me an annoyed smirk, knowing wholly what I was trying to do. “Congratulations.” He quickly says and watches a smile curl on my lips before walking away with one too. Me and Arthur somehow separate and I find another one of my favourite people on the grid–Juan. I immediately laughed as the first words he said were an enlightening joke, and we sat at the table and talked, it felt so short but apparently it wasn’t.

I excused myself to the bathroom but not without a short interruption. “Nice boyfriend, since when?” The oh so recognisable accent drew me out of my stride.

“Oh, Oliver? I never knew you had an interest in people's personal lives.” I sarcastically joked, but I gained no reaction from him.

“I never knew you had an interest in people so low in the championship.”

“Unlike you Oliver, I actually know how to interact with people whether they are high or low in the championship because I know they won’t ruin my race even if we’re rivals.” I try to add some of his words from that night in F3 while taking a step closer toward him and most definitely getting in his personal space. He doesn’t attempt to move back into the wall that he already rests on, but instead looks down at me with concentrated eyes staring into mine.

“How do you interact with people? Oh please show me. Is it actions before words?” I knew exactly what he was asking for so I step on my tippy toes to stand taller and he lifts his head to look straight forward at me, I move my face closer to his, just like he did that night. I feel the ghost of his hand along my hips as my parted lips hover over his. I breathe against his skin and feel him try to move closer to me just before I break away and walk back into the main room.

Losing my need for the bathroom I walk back with a smirk and see the same one of Arthur’s faces. We both found a seat next to each other and laughed as I told him what happened. Arthur couldn’t get over it and started making fun of Ollie from across the table. Sending him air kisses and chuckles.

And just like I hoped this night did make the season more enjoyable.

I walked out of the Prema garage as we were 15 minutes till lights out and me and Arthur had just spent the morning being stupid together. We still couldn’t get over last night and Arthur was just waiting to see Ollie again, which was definite thanks to them being teammates. But as Ollie walked in, I had to leave. I sent him a teasing smile and he looked away with his signature furrowed brows.

We all got in our cars and lined up on the grid, me and Oliver sharing the front row. Once the lights went out Ollie kept the lead and I trailed behind him, keeping the gap close. Halfway through the race there was a yellow flag which lasted a few minutes before we were back to racing. The yellow flag closed the gap between both of us by a lot and now we were wheel to wheel.

I had the inside line so we both knew what was going to happen. But just like Australia, our cars collide and our race ends in seconds. I was most definitely filled with the same emotions as Australia but I knew hitting the halo wouldn’t ease them. I don’t dare to walk close or past Oliver so I take the long way around and stride straight to my driver's room. I don’t speak to anyone on the way there and slam the door once I arrive.

It hadn’t even been a minute until I received an unexpected knock on my door. Everyone knew that when I was angry, it was best to leave me alone unless you were certain that you could make me feel better. So when I got up to answer the door I was surprised to see Oliver. Before I could say a word, he beat me to it. “I’m sorry.” I stood there confused trying to process the words he had just told me. “I-I hit something and I couldn’t control my car, I think you hit it too and then we both…”

“And you think sorry will fix what just happened? For the second time!”

“No, I don’t think it will fix everything, but maybe if you accept the apology then things might change.”

“What happened? So you start talking to me, and now you learn manners! What happened to ignoring me and sending glares or not talking because I’d ruin your race or maybe you just never liked me!”

“A lot happened! And I don’t know how to explain it, but don’t act like I’m the only one that changed! What happened to the smiles you would give me before the race or when you would walk with me on the track?”

“You ignored it Oliver! You never showed an interest and you knew what you did that one night. You really hurt me Ollie.”

“Well then please, give me a chance to fix it. I regret everything I ever did or didn’t do.”

“And why do you want to fix it now Oliver?”

“I… I realised something. I realised that I really enjoyed when you would talk to me! And that the reason I ignored you before races was because you would infiltrate my mind during the race like you do every day and night! And I really wanted you- I still want you!”

“Fuck it.” I mutter under my breath as my hand grabs his and pulls it into my room and shutting the door right behind him. I had spent so long wondering what his lips would feel like, and now I know, they are the definition of paradise, my paradise. And his hands finally against my body did more than just touch my skin, they touched my mind and I tried to engrave the feeling into me. We broke the kiss and I looked into his eyes, irises being eaten by his pupils. Once my eyes landed on his neck, my lips did too. Placing hickeys all over his skin and moaning at the sound of his hushed groans.

“Is this what you wanted, Oliver?” I ask him against his skin. I don’t get words as an answer but little whines instead. My hands go to the top of his racing suit and I start unzipping it, soon pulling it down his body. Ollie starts to help me, mirroring my actions and seconds later we both stood in just our fireproofs. I couldn’t bear to still see him in clothes so my hands pulled his top off and my hands travelled along his unclothed chest.

“Come on Oliver, I’m not the one that has to fix this.” I mumble against his lips with a smirk. His hands then grip the back of my thighs and pull my body up against his. My legs wrap around his body like it’s not the first time and he lays me down on the small driver's bed.

“Is it too hard to finish what you started?” He whispers against my skin as he pulls my pants down my legs and they land on the ground. I sit up and lean forward to slide his pants down his legs so he can help ease the need between my legs. And once his pants sit next to mine, I have to clench my thighs together for at least some friction.

“Would you like to watch me finish what I started?” I ask and before I gain an answer I swap our positions, I replace my body on the bed with his and I stand in front of him. I barely give him any time to react as I crawl onto his lap. And then in seconds I lower onto his dick. Emitting a loud moan from his perfect lips, one that’s louder and longer than my own.

“I guess I’ll take first place again, on your list of best people you’ve fucked.”

“Fuck, oh, you’re the only one on the list.” He somehow manages to grit through his teeth. His words do something to me, and I start to work harder, his hips also coming to meet mine.

“Good, let’s keep it that way.” I occupy my lips with his and we capture each other’s moans. It didn’t take long until we were both moments away from coming, and it was like we had planned it together as we simultaneously came. I started riding both of our highs out until he grabbed my body again and flipped us over.

My back hit the soft bed and his hands slid along my hips as he started ramming into me. My whole body moved and it was something I didn’t expect from Oliver, but luckily I now enjoy the unexpected. We both cursed under our breath and out loud as our second climax was inching closer. I clenched around his dick and traced the delicacy of his body as I let myself feel everything that he was giving to me.

His eyes that remind me of autumn glint down into mine before I have to shut my eyes as my back arches and I cum onto his dick for the second time. I wait for the disparate feeling of him releasing in me again and whine when it finally happens.

He then lets out a long sigh and lays down onto me, body enveloping mine as he stays inside of me. “This was more than what I wanted.” He breathes out and then lays beside me, resulting in feeling the emptiness between my legs but oh so satisfied.

“Have I fixed what was broken?” He asked me.

“Maybe, but this is the first step.” I turn toward him and smile before he smiles back. This was more than I hoped and certainly more than I expected. So to sum it up, Ollie is many things and emotions, maybe I had to go through the dislike to savour and realise how much the like is worth. So Oliver, you made me want to stab you, but heal your wounds. Drown you, but part the ocean so you can walk through. You made me hate you, but love you too.

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Alright peeps! So I took a look at the poll and saw that most of you wanted the second part of 'Don't Call Me That' the most so here it is! There's everything in this one, heartbreak, angst, smut and fluff. A bit of a rollercoaster so good luck!

On another note: I'm working on part 4 of 'Mine' as that was the second most voted on. I also realise the poll is still open for another 4 hours but idc, you can still vote though!

Don't Call Me That - Part 2

Warnings: Smut, angst, lots of fluff (Not in that specific order lol), happy ending

Words: 4.2k

Melissa didn’t get any sleep last night. Everytime she closed her eyes, all she imagined was you kissing her, and nothing was on her mind except the thought of you saying you love her. You still love her, even after her breaking up with you.

Melissa walked into Abbott a little earlier, she needed extra caffeine considering she got 0 hours of sleep last night. She barely survived the day, not only from lack of sleep, but seeing you multiple times, and everytime all she thinks about is your lips on hers.

The next day she barely got any sleep, about 2 hours. The next day was the same. She thought that at least it was Friday and she could sleep in on Saturday. On Friday, everyone can clearly see the bags under her eyes as they’ve darkened over the week, and the way she can barely stay awake. Melissa thinks that it’s good her students have a test to do today and a book report coming up, and a couple other things she can get them to do instead of teaching.

At the end of the day, you go to walk to your car and you pass by Melissa’s classroom and you can see her asleep at her desk. You walk in and you see there’s no one else there, so you walk over to her and shake her a bit. “Melissa?” you say and she groans but doesn’t wake. “Melissa!” You just about yell and she opens her eyes but doesn’t move her head. You kneel down to her level and look at her. “Hey, saw you sleeping, you ok?” you ask her and she looks at you with the saddest eyes you’ve ever seen.

“Am I dreaming?” she asks you and you tilt your head.

“What makes you think you’re dreaming?” you ask her.

“Because you’re here, you wouldn’t talk to me otherwise. If I was awake then you would just avoid me because I’m an idiot.” she says and you look down and sigh.

“Ok, come on. I’ll drive you home and then you can continue dreaming ok?” you tell her and help guide her up from her chair. You take her purse with you and help guide her to your car, as well as buckle herself in as she didn’t have the strength to do it herself. “Why have you been so tired this week?” You ask as you get in the driver’s seat and start the car.

“Because I’m being haunted by my stupidity.” She says and you snort, you then back out of the parking spot and pull out of the parking lot.

“What stupidity have you done?” You ask her.

“Breaking up with my girlfriend, Y/n.” She tells you and you then realise she has no idea where she is and might still think she’s dreaming. You know you probably shouldn’t but this might be your chance to figure out what’s really going on with her.

“Why was that a stupid decision?”

“Because I still love her so much. All I think about when I try to sleep is her kissing me or her saying she loves me. I can’t do this anymore, I need her.” She says and a few tears slip. “I’ve barely slept these past 4 days, I probably got no more than 8 hours of sleep combined. I’ve barely eaten as well. I broke up with her 3 months ago and I was still able to sleep and eat, I don’t know what changed.” She says and you think about it, you should probably help her out.

“Do you feel guilty all of a sudden?” And she lets out an airy laugh.

“I’ve felt guilty ever since I thought I should break up with her?”

“Ok, so not that then. What about the fact that she told you she loves you?” You ask her and she doesn’t say anything. “Maybe you thought her feelings for you would disappear when you broke up with her cause you thought that she would just find someone else?” You tell her and she still doesn’t say anything. You thought maybe she fell asleep so you glance over at her and she’s still awake. “Melissa?” You say and she looks up at you. “Did you really break up with me because you thought I should be with someone else?” You ask her and she sighs.

“Ya.” she says and takes a deep breath. “I was holding you back from everything you’ve wanted so I let you go so I wouldn’t be in the way because I love you and I want you to be happy, even if I had to watch someone else make you happy and give you what you want.” she tells you and her eyes slowly close and she falls asleep.

The rest of the car ride, you think about what she said. You’re honestly surprised by what she said. She thought she was doing something selfless for you, but instead just ended up hurting you both, she never meant to hurt you so much. And now you see the toll it’s taken on her to stick to her decision to try and make you happy. She’s willing to sacrifice her happiness for yours, you never thought anyone would do that for you.

As soon as you pull into her driveway, you gently wake her up. “Come on Melissa, you’re home, we should gotta get you to your bed and you can sleep comfortably, ok?” You tell her and she nods. She unbuckles herself but can’t open the door fully so you do that for her. You unlock her door with her key and you help bring her inside. You set her keys and purse at the door and you close and lock her door while she attempts to take her shoes off. You end up helping her with her shoes when she falls down and you help her back up and to her room. She falls on the bed when you get there and then you tuck her in, you go to leave after but she grabs your arm and you turn to face her.

“Will you stay with me?” She asks softly and you sigh.

“Ok, but only until you fall asleep.” You tell her and she nods. You get on the bed but stay on the covers instead of under and she wraps an arm around you. You admit that you do miss this and you miss her and her craziness. You turn around to face her and she’s still awake and looking at you.

“I do want you back, y/n.” She tells you and strokes your hair.

“What’s stopping you?” You ask her and she yawns and is slowly closing her eyes.

“The fact that you won’t be happy with me.” She says and falls asleep. You stay looking at her stunned and go over everything she’s told you, thinking that you weren’t you or she was dreaming. You then slowly crawl out from her hold on you and you replace it with a pillow so she doesn’t wake up.

A few hours later Melissa wakes up. She opens her eyes and realises she’s in her bed and has no idea what happened this week that well as she’s been so tired that the whole week has been a blur. She looks at her phone and sees that it’s 5:43pm and it’s Friday. She gets out of bed and hears some noises downstairs, she then grabs her bat and carefully goes downstairs. She gets to the middle of the stair when she sees you on the couch watching tv and she tilts her head and stares for a few seconds. She then continues down the stairs and you look over at her and chuckle.

“Were you planning on hitting me with a bat? You were friendlier when you were falling in and out of consciousness.” You tease her and she looks confused. “Do you remember anything from the end of the day to how you got home?” You ask her and she stares at you then shakes her head. “I found you asleep at your desk and then I drove you home. If you want I can drive you to the school parking lot to get your car and then go home.” You tell her, you don’t want to scare her if what she said while on the verge of sleep was true.

“You drove me home?” She tells you and you nod. “W-why?”

“Because I want to make sure you didn’t fall asleep at the wheel or stay at school overnight.” You simply say. “I bet you’re hungry since you also haven’t been eating, so I made you some mac n’ cheese.” You tell her and you go and get it.

“How do you know I haven’t been eating?” She asks when you reappear with a bowl.

“Cause you told me.” You tell her when you hand it to her and sit back on the couch. “Come sit.” You say as you pat the couch cushion.

“I wouldn’t tell anyone that.” She tells you as she obeys and goes to sit beside you on the couch.

“Wow you really don’t remember anything you told me.” You say and she freezes as she was about to take a bite.

“What do you mean?” She asks and takes a bite of the food.

“I mean we had a whole conversation while you kept falling asleep. In your classroom, my car and here, at your house.”

“What did I tell you?” She asks and prepares for the worst.

“Now I don’t want you to get freaked out ok? Cause you had no idea where you were or who I really was.” You tell her and that makes her feel worse.

“Y/n. What did I tell you.”

“You told me that you still love and miss me and you want me back.” You say and her eyes go wide. “You also told me the whole reason you let me go.” You add and she drops her fork. “And why you haven’t been sleeping, and you confessed that you’ve also barely ate in the past 4 days.” You finish and she’s just staring at you. After about 10 seconds she gets up and walks to the kitchen with her mac n’ cheese and you follow after her. She puts the bowl on the counter without much thought and she puts her hands in her hair. “Melissa?” You say to get her attention and she turns around looking scared and concerned. “What’s going on with you?”

“With me? It’s the fact that you weren’t supposed to know anything that I told you.” She tells you and she’s breathing hard like she’s on the verge of either a breakdown or lots of tears.

“Why? Because I’m just supposed to be happy with someone else as you suffer?” You tell her.

“YES!” She shouts and then looks surprised when she catches up with what you told her and what she confessed. “Since I already told you then I might as well say it. All those things that you want, you won’t get with me. But you will with someone else, someone else who wants to get married, have a family with you, wants to go out and be young and stupid with you. I don’t want those things anymore, and yes I do love you very much and do want you back. But I’m willing to put aside my happiness, if it means you get everything you want.” She tells you and you burst into tears, she immediately wraps her arms around you and hugs you. Your knees buckle and she guides you both to the floor gently and she keeps her arms around you the whole time. When you get to the floor, you place your head on her chest and she brings a hand to your head and strokes it soothingly.

You slow your crying down and sniffle a few times before you speak. “I don’t deserve you. You’re willing to give me everything at the expense of your own happiness. I really don’t deserve you.” You tell her.

“No, it’s me who doesn’t deserve you. You have been the bestest friend to me for 2 years before we got together, and after we got together you have shown me the best of love and care that I could ever ask for.” She tells you, and you look up at her and immediately kiss her. She automatically kisses you back before she has time to think. Once her brain catches up to what she’s doing, she doesn’t have the willpower to pull away, she used it all trying to stay away from you. Before she can register what she’s doing, she leans forward, bringing you back until you hit the floor of the kitchen. You make out on the kitchen floor for a good minute until you both pull away for air and you look at each other. Melissa suddenly is aware of what she did and she gets up before you could stop her and she scurries to the living room, you run after her.

“Melissa, would you stop running away from me!” You tell her and she’s turned away from you with her head down.

“You should leave y/n.” Is all she says and you walk up to her and spin her around.

“If you want me to leave then tell me while looking at me.” You say and she raises her eyes to your face and she’s crying.

“I can’t.” She says and you put your hands on her cheeks and wipe the tears away.

“Melissa, I want to be with you. If being with you means that I don’t get married, have kids or go to the bar every now and then with you then so be it. Because I’m only wanting to marry the right person, and that person is you. So if I’m with you or not, I’m not getting married. I don’t need kids to feel fulfilled, or to be able to say I have a family. I mean we can always get a pet like a dog, but you’re all the family I need. And I can go to the bars with my friends and be young and stupid with them from time to time if I really want.” You tell her and she starts crying even more.

“You shouldn’t have to sacrifice everything just to be with me.”

“Melissa, it’s not a sacrifice if what I’m getting is a life with you.” You tell her and you kiss her. Melissa immediately pulls back and looks at you, her hands on your head.

“Are you sure? You have to be 100% sure y/n.” She tells you and you think it over for all of 2 seconds and you nod your head.

“I’m 100% sure, I want to be with you Melissa.” You tell her and she smiles.

“I want to be with you too.” She says and this time she goes to kiss you. The kiss deepens and you start putting your hands all over her and you think you want to touch her skin and she’s wearing too much clothes, so you put your hands under her shirt. Melissa immediately pulls her shirt off so you can touch her and you unclip her bra and take it off. She’s always been the dominant one but at this moment, all you want to do is kiss her all over, so you walk forward until her back hits a wall and you go down to her neck and kiss and suck all over and she’s gasping under you. You then travel down to her chest and leave kisses all over until you attach your mouth to her nipples and start to suck and lick them.

She’s bucking her hips under you and you know she’s not far away from pulling all her clothes off herself and guiding you inside of her. You’re working on her second nipple when she pushes you off and guides you to your knees. You go immediately into submissive like always and you pull her pants and underwear off. Melissa leans back against the wall and spreads her legs a little further so you can put your mouth there.

You attach your mouth to her clit and she starts bucking her hips right away and you pin her to the wall. Her hands go to your hair and she’s gasping and moaning at your touch. “Oh god, Y/n, that feels so good baby.” She says and when you know she’s getting close, you pull away and stand up. You push your body into hers and immediately insert two fingers in her and put your thumb on her clit. “God Y/N, I missed you so much.” She says and kisses you. She’s so close as she starts shaking but she doesn’t pull away from your lips like she usually does, you aren’t complaining though, you missed her as well and you’re enjoying kissing her again.

She comes not long after she starts shaking but you don’t stop, you keep fingering her and circling her clit and she lets out a high pitched gasp. “Oh god baby, yes, omg, don’t stop.” She says as she pulls away from your lips and gives into the over sensitivity.

She comes again not too long after the first and then you withdraw your fingers and put them in your mouth to lick them. She looks at you as you lick your fingers and you moan and that’s when she takes action. She picks you up and brings you to the couch, you’re so glad that she decided to remove the plastic as this wouldn’t be comfortable. She put you so you’re sitting in the middle with your back resting on the back of the couch. She starts kissing and sucking your neck and pulls your shirt off. She unclips your bra and yanks it off right after then immediately brings her mouth to a nipple. You’re moaning and gasping under her and she smiles as she’s so happy that she’s back with you, she’s fully aware of how lucky she is right now and she won’t take it for granted. She takes more time on your nipples then she usually does and your patience is running thin as you’re dripping wet and you have a strong ache between your legs.

“Melissa, please, I need you inside of me, please.” You tell her and she pulls back from your chest and smiles at you. She gives a quick kiss on your lips then leaves a trail of kisses from your chest all the way to the top of your pants. She quickly removes your pants and underwear, spreads your legs, leaves a few kisses on each thigh and then attaches her mouth to your entrance. You gasp as soon as her hot wet tongue is where you need her the most and she starts moving her tongue all over your entrance before entering her tongue in you. You moan as she starts sliding her tongue in and out of you and you're holding onto her hair for dear life. You start grinding into her mouth to try and get more friction so you can come and for once she lets you keep doing it, normally she would pin you down when you start grinding. Even in the middle of amazing pleasure, that fact is not lost on you, you notice it immediately then start to think of everything else she’s done differently.

She kept kissing you when she was about to come and even when she came, when she usually pulls away as you love to hear her when she comes. She let you keep fingering her after she came and it seemed like she needed it as well, she only lets you make her come once as she usually ends up grinding your thigh when fingering you as she loves to watch you and it turns her on. She spent more time on your nipples then she usually does, to the point that you begged her to continue, and now letting you grind against her mouth. You put it all together and came to the conclusion, she’s letting you do whatever you want and making sure you feel good as she feels guilty. You reluctantly pull her mouth away and she looks at you confused,

“What is it baby?” She asks and her lips and chin is covered in your juices.

“Stop doing things differently, you don’t have to feel guilty ok. I feel really special about why you did what you did. No one has ever been willing to sacrifice their own happiness for mine.” You tell her and she smiles shyly.

“Of course, I’d do anything for you.” She tells you and you lean in closer to her.

“Then stop fucking me differently and start being yourself again.” You tell her and something flickers in her eyes before she pushes your head back to lean on the back of the couch then dives down to your clit and starts licking and sucking on it. Your fingers are still in her hair and you start grinding against her again, but this time she does pin your hips down. Then she does something she’s never done before, she snakes her hands around your hips and hooks her hands on your ass then pulls you up a bit and that gives her a perfect angle with your clit and you gasp her name out as you come.

She then immediately comes up and positions herself so her clit is on your thigh and she slides a finger in you and you moan as she starts sliding it in and out of you slowly. She then adds two more fingers and starts going faster while her thumb is on your clit and she brings her mouth near your ear.

“Unfortunately the strap is upstairs and I don’t have the patience to go get it, so we’ll have to make do with my fingers.” she says then adds a fourth and you cry out.

“OH MY GOD!!” You cry out as she fills you up with her fingers then her mouth goes to your neck and so much pleasure is coursing through you right now and you feel like moving but her grinding on your thigh is preventing you from doing that. So you do something else that will help stabilise you, you put your hands on her boobs and squeeze them. You don’t feel like that’s enough so you wrap an arm around her back and pull her into you more.

“Ooo” She says as she’s caught off guard by your actions. You come again about 5 seconds later and she doesn’t stop, she just keeps going until you come again and again and then you pull her away.

“Melissa, I can’t take anymore.” You tell her and she nods and gently pulls each finger out at a time.

“Sorry I got lost in the moment.” She tells you and you smile but your body is shaking from the amount of times you came. She notices and then goes to your side and brings you both to lay down while she cuddles you to give your body the chance to calm down. You turn around in her arms then nuzzle your head on her neck and chest and she holds you tighter. “It’s ok baby, I got you, and I don’t plan on going anywhere again.” She tells you and you only nod as you’re falling asleep. She notices that you fell asleep and she gently strokes your hair. “I promise I won’t leave you again.” She whispers to you. “I won’t make that mistake again.” She says and presses a kiss to your forehead.

*3 years later*

You and Melissa are both standing in front of the house as you unlock it then Melissa grabs your waist before you walk in and she pushes the door open.

“What are you doing Mel?” You ask her as you’re smiling at her and she smiles at you.

“Well shouldn’t I carry my bride across the threshold?” She asks you and then picks you up bridal style and you let out a small squeal and then she carries you inside then gently puts you down. She wraps her arms around your waist and you lean into her touch and she puts lays her chin on your shoulder. You both then hold out your left hands and smile at the ring on both your third finger.

Melissa kisses your neck and then your puppy comes running in and Kristen Marie running after her. You and Melissa decided to adopt a little puppy a few months ago and you both are really happy with your lives now. Melissa re-thought her decision about getting married and proposed to you a year and a half ago, much to your surprise. Then you both agreed on adopting a dog and Melissa named her Bella. Kristen Marie takes Bella out one more time before leaving her with you guys.

“Are you still alright with the fact that we got married?” You ask her.

“Oh, it’s more than alright baby. Cause I got to marry you, my happily ever after.” She tells you and you both kiss.

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marnerparty · 1 year

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Jamie Drysdale x Zegras!reader

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ynzegras my favorite secret ❤️

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lhughes_06 safe to say this wasn’t shared with Trevor?

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ynzegras while everyone’s obsessing over who my boyfriend is, I’m obsessing over my bestie back in Ann Arbor #goblue

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ynzegras gorgeous sunset

jamie.drysdale gorgeous girl

trevorzegras I think everythings starting to make sense

user1 trevor confirming yn & jamie!?

user2 dating his best friends sister? no shot

ynzegras fr who does that?

masonmctavish can I move in?

trevorzegras I bully rookies

ynzegras don’t listen to him, Tavy. of course you can

trevorzegras you make decisions for MY house?

jamie.drysdale our*

masonmctavish yn is 100% my favorite

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jackhughes Jamie isn’t a lil baby anymore 🥹

trevorzegras oh trust me, definitely is. still can’t properly do a load of laundry

jamie.drysdale TREVOR! you promised you wouldn’t share that

trevorzegras well you know what you promised? 😐

jamie.drysdale 🤐

ynzegras can’t help but think that’s about me guys

user3 really conflicted on this dynamic here

ynzegras honestly same

tterry19 this is the most anticipated soft launch ever

trevorzegras not you too🤦🏼‍♀️

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trevorzegras love you more🤍

elblue6 i miss you! come to the lake this summer!

ynzegras anything for you mama Hughes❤️

jackhughes mom get outta here

jamie.drysdale you made him cry

trevorzegras JIMMY!

ynzegras he’s a drama queen

edwards.73 zegras siblings over hughes siblings there I said it

jamie.drysdale yn > trevor there I said it

user1 RELATIONSHIP CONFIRMED

ynzegras 🤍

trevorzegras you’re sleeping on the couch

jamie.drysdale don’t we have separate rooms?

tterry19 these are gold

trevorzegras get out of my sister’s comment section

tterry19 no🧡

ynzegras YES TROY TELL HIM!

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jackhughes THE CAPTION

ynzegras ikr & I didn’t even help him

user1 who would’ve thought Jamie gets a girl before Trevor?

ynzegras wow, that’s kinda rude!

trevorzegras Jamie is a ladies man

trevorzegras WAIT I THOUGHT YOU WEREN’T AT LAST NIGHTS GAME

ynzegras I lied :)

simon_benoit11 Jamie grew up

ynzegras wow look at all these ducks showing up

_quinnhughes hurt her I’ll kill you

lhughes_06 same

edwards.73 same

colecaufield same

ynzegras @/colecaufield nice of you to make an appearance!

user2 wish it was Luke

jamie.drysdale same

trevorzegras I wish I could hate this but I can’t

tterry19 Am I the only one that didn’t see this coming??

jamie.drysdale yeah

nsuzuki_37 who would’ve thought Jamie would be the one to confirm this?

ynzegras he’s growing & I’m proud

daniterry1 cutest

ynzegras ILY

jamie.drysdale godparents?

daniterry1 👀

tterry19 yn, yes, jamie, no

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hermitcraftheadcanons · 16 days

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Skizzekai- First Few Days Summary

Now that the asks have calmed down a bit, and hermits have been established, here's a summary post to get a general idea of where we're working from. I've also cleaned up any plotholes best I can.

Skizz, a human from Earth, was summoned to this fantasy world by god-king Joel. A prophecy stated he would defeat a great evil. It did not explain how. He keeps a journal to help him figure things out and keep track of everything.

Over his adventures so far, Skizz has made both allies and enemies, and picked up a magical necklace from travelling merchants. His suit also picked up durability enchantments somewhere, but only after the sleeves came off. The necklace was made for mages, gathering and focusing ambient magic for their use. It was not designed for a creature with no magic of their own.

He probably wouldn't have stayed human either way, but the necklace certainly sped it up. He's adapted to the world, become able to use it's magic, and dragonfly wings have begun to sprout from his back.

This could be concerning. But Skizz finds he loves his wings, his adaptation to the world that is gradually becoming his home. He embraces it. Maybe he really does belong here. Maybe soon he'll even be able to fly.

Joel, the ruler of the lore kingdom and recently ascended god, was originally an ogre- but after the belief of his people sent him through a few transformations, he's settled into his divine status. He can look however he wants now! But an ogre form is still most natural to him. Just a really tall and handsome ogre.

Skizz finds quick allies in Tango, Impulse, and Zed. Tango is a being of fire, with strong flame magic connected to his emotions. He is also in possession of a magical deck of cards. Zedaph, apprentice of Death Himself, joined their group after bringing Skizz back from the dead. He insisted on the completion of some difficult tasks first, but now they're buddies! He's also capable of reality distortion magic, knows alchemy, and has a card of luck magic Tango gave him. Everyone is terrified of Zedaph. Probably for good reason.

Impulse.... may not have intended to become an ally. The demonic man used to work for the forces of evil- before Skizz showed up, and his doubts became a true betrayal to join the side of good. They became fast friends. He doesn't want Skizz to become lost like the last hero was.

That last hero is one Gemini Tay, human-turned-Drowned, who was summoned a few years back, and is not happy about Skizz. It's like she's not even needed anymore. She puts a bounty on Skizz's head. She cannot accept her failure.

Chasing that bounty is False, harpy and former pirate queen. She may have had to leave her crew after that deal lead to a mild case of possession, but she still appreciates some good treasure. That's why she's been working as a travelling merchant.

Her fellow merchants, Cub and Scar, are equally possessed but not quite as motivated. They mostly just like messing with people. Including Skizz. Maybe especially Skizz. They are fae, after all.

Skizz did have one unfortunate interaction with them- he got his name taken for a bit. Fortunately, after returning Scar's cat familiar to him, the name was given back.

Gem isn't the only former human in this world. Joe Hills, a half-ghost living in the republic of the undead, was summoned from Nashville a while back, and befriended Prime Minister Cleo along the way.

Cleo's republic was once a kingdom, run by Ren, but as soon as she got the throne she declared the monarchy over. She got voted in, and Ren is her second in command. Together they run the place, maintaining the army of constructs and fighting back against the sculk creeping into the tunnels.

Most humans that end up in this world don't tend to stay human long. The ambient magic eventually soaks in and alters them, and most embrace it. The changes are a new beginning, or a sign of belonging in this strange world. But Hypno did not embrace it.

No, Hypno was the human half of a changeling deal, and has been clinging to his humanity for quite a while. He's even gotten hold of an artifact, somehow, that pushes the ambient magic out of his body, keeping him human. His friend, Jevin, is a slime guy who enjoys being a slime guy, and doesn't understand this drive to stay human one bit. Magic is cool.

Other hermits that I couldn't neatly tie into the one ramble:

Wels is a selkie proficient in bard magic, and a former member of False's crew.

Stress is a fae queen who rules a kingdom specializing in ice magic, with Iskall as her loyal bodyguard.

TFC is a miner of unknown species who helped Skizz out during a quest

Mumbo is not a vampire, thank you very much. He's actually the former god of the night who lost half his power. Vampires were made from that stolen half.

Pearl is a moth fae who used to rule a prosperous kingdom... until a talking dog came to advise her, corrupting her into a cruel and evil queen. She has since slain the beast, fled into exile, and changed her ways. She now works delivering mail.

Etho and Bdubs are plant constructs, guarding a deep and dangerous jungle. Etho may have a metallic shell, but he's all plant inside. Doc and Beef guard the jungle as well, the four of them ensuring safe passage for travellers. Doc in particular has the ability to become absolutely gigantic.

Xisuma was a bubbling puddle of nothing that became a person and sustains itself on bones. Far too many bones. Bones in places they really should not be, such as outside the skin.

Keralis is a unicorn! He is also a menace who is very protective of his magic, refusing to use it unless he feels like it. Claims to be able to read the value of souls. Bothers xB by calling him the princess of the lake. xB is not a princess.

Grian is... something. He's strange, is what he is. He's a nice guy, and helpful to Skizz, but has these weird mutterings about "watchers", and what was that about accidentally stealing Mumbo's power?

And that's the AU so far! It's still going, so send in more ideas when you have them. Happy headcanoning!

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Love me now | Jeno

Jeno x Reader (San x Reader), bffs to lovers au!, univeristy au! Word count: 6448 Genre: Fluff, angst Warning: Mentions of cheating, Jeno is heartbroken, San from Ateez appears here because yeah I had to okay? Author: Maari Note: Bringing my high school experience into this imagine lol Thanks to everyone who voted in the poll, it really helped! I'm not very confident with this ending but yeah no proofread because i wrote in my work lol Request: Can I request an angst to fluff for jeno about how reader is the one who loves jeno more (she confessed and said I love you first) while Jeno was still in the process of moving on from his first love?I would love a happy ending, but after jeno fights for it.

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"Hey." Y/N hugged Renjun who was holding the door for her to enter. "Where is he?"

She didn't even hide her concern and knew that Jeno's friends, who shared the dorm with him, would understand.

"In the bedroom." Jaemin pointed to the hallway, sitting on the sofa reading a book, as soon as she set foot in the room. "Good luck!"

Y/N knit her brows together in a confused frown and Renjun took a deep breath, which made her look up at him.

"Go there." he smiled slightly, supporting her, who just nodded. Y/N took the first step but felt Renjun put his hand on her shoulder, making her stop. "Would be good to warn you, he's a little irritated."

She sighed, not expecting anything else.

"And what's new?" she asked rhetorically and drew a low chuckle from Renjun.

Y/N walked through the already familiar room, towards the corridor and stopped at the last door, taking a deep breath before knocking.

But as she imagined, no sound was emitted from inside the room, and it might even confuse her thinking that no one was there since she couldn't hear heavy breathing or anything like that and the walls and the door of the room were too thin, which would allow her to hear any noise. But she knew Jeno was there.

In fact, he hadn't left his room for a week now, he'd missed important exams at the university. And not only was she worried, but all of his friends were.

If he continued like this, he would end up failing the semester or his situation would get so bad that he would probably drop out of the course. Not to mention he could lose his place in the fraternity.

And Y/N wouldn't let that happen.

So, she opened the door without caring if she had received authorization and the first thing she noticed was how dark the room was, the closed curtains left it in complete darkness. As her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she could see Jeno in the bed shifting like a child, pulling the duvet up to his neck and rolling over onto his back. Y/N rolled her eyes before entering the room, closed the door with a loud thud and angry at seeing Jeno like that, turned on the light without warning.

"Hey!" Jeno complained, putting his hand over his eyes and turning to her, who was heading towards his bed. "Turn it off, it's stinging my eyes."

"Get out of that bed, Jeno!" she ordered, and tugged the corner of the duvet off of him. "It's 4 pm, you're not going to sleep now." she noticed and Jeno pulled the duvet, trying to return to his position.

Of course, Jeno was much stronger than Y/N, and he was winning in that war of who pulled the most, but to end it at once, he used both hands and Y/N stopped when she saw his face swollen and the red eyes.

He was crying, and it wasn't a little. She knew he was pissed off, after all, it wasn't every day that your sweetheart cheated on you in the men's basketball team's locker room at dawn. But seeing him cry over someone like… that girl, made her angry. Mainly because she didn't deserve a single tear shed by Jeno. "Leave me!" he asked quietly and Y/N felt her heart deflate, her shoulders sagged and she let go of the duvet, taking a deep breath before sitting on the edge of the bed as Jeno brought his arm up to cover his eyes. It wasn't just the brightness, she knew he didn't want her to see him that way. "I'm not leaving until you get your ass out of bed and you know it." she spoke firmly and saw him take a deep breath. "I can be quite stubborn when I want to be." Jeno slightly moved the arm that covered his eyes, enough to look into Y/N's face and she had the face she always had when she wasn't going to give up so easily.

Her brow arched and chin lifted. "What do you want?" he asked, annoyed. "I came to see my best friend who has been avoiding me all week." she replied, seriously. Y/N needed to be tough on Jeno but the truth was, she was worried sick about him. When she learned about the gossip, scandal, controversy...she didn't even know how to name that situation, her mind took her to how Jeno was feeling.

Tina was his first girlfriend, his first love, and Y/N had heard over and over how much he liked her and how Tina was the perfect girl for him.

Always ignoring the pain this caused herself, Y/N was happy for her best friend. So what if she was in love with him forever? If she couldn't have him, she was glad he was happy. Since she was too selfless, as Jaemin said. But that betrayal, she knew it had been like Jeno had been stabbed in the back and all she wanted was to be able to help him get over it somehow, because Jeno didn't need to suffer for someone like Tina. "I'm not avoiding you, I'm just not in the..."

"Mood to talk." she concluded, interrupting him. "I know that. But it doesn't change the fact that I miss you."

Jeno bit down on his bottom lip, an act that didn't go unnoticed by Y/N, and she saw his chin quiver.

Oh no, she wouldn't have the strength to see Jeno cry.

"You decide, either get out of bed or I'll lie down next to you. You won't be alone anymore."

Jeno laughed humorlessly and threw the arm that covered his eyes onto the bed.

"Great, then I'll infect you with my super excited mood." he replied sarcastically.

Y/N looked at him seriously. She hated seeing him like that.

"You know, a funeral would be more uplifting than being by my side."

She hit the mattress and got out of bed, irritated.

"Enough!" she spoke a little louder and Jeno crossed his arms. "Stop talking about yourself that way." he snorted, pouting afterwards. He literally looked like a 5 year old. "Stop feeling sorry for yourself, this is not the Jeno I know!" "I'm sorry, he got a pair of horns as a gift and he can't talk to you right now." he spoke ironically and looked away from Y/N. "So that's it? You're going to keep letting Tina affect your self-esteem?" she asked, perplexed and Jeno stared at her as he heard his ex's name. "It's been a week!" "I'm not you who learned to get over your feelings overnight, Y/N. It still hurts damn it!" he argued, angry.

Y/N was silent for a while, feeling like his words had punched her in the stomach.

He had no idea… "Don't take your frustration out on me, I'm just trying to help you!" "And I appreciate it." Jeno sat on the bed and even though his hair was completely messed up because it was long, he was still beautiful. "But will you please stop pretending that you understand how I feel?"

Y/N stopped and held her breath.

Okay, she hadn't come here to argue about love life with Jeno because it would be ridiculous when he was the one she wanted. But she wouldn't listen to all that quietly either, mainly because it was all a lie.

She knew better than anyone how Jeno felt.

Because every time she saw him with his arm around Tina's shoulder, she felt like a piece of her heart had been ripped out. Every time he saw him hug her like she was the most important person in the world, it was like the whole world was falling on her shoulders.

Not counting the times she saw the two of them kissing and she had to run to the bathroom to cry alone.

What irritated her most was that Jeno didn't know any of this and yet he was judging her as if she were there to mock him, as half the basketball team had.

He spoke as if she wasn't his best friend. The one that she was beside him reading the acceptance letter to that university. The one who helped him get into a good fraternity and helped him with all the moving.

It was she who was on his side, helping him study a subject that even she didn't know what it was, in the days before the exams.

So no, it wasn't fair for him to talk to her like that. "I understand you more than you can even imagine." she replied quietly, crossing her arms and that seemed to get Jeno's attention.

He looked at her confused, blinking a few times.

"What do you mean by that?" he asked curiously and she snorted, laughing.

"Did that get your attention?" she asked cynically. "Excellent!"

"Y/N, I'm serious!" he replied and she glared at him. "You never spoke like that."

"Like that?" she shrugged, not understanding what he meant.

"Serious and honest about this matter." she swallowed hard to see that Jeno had realized more than she thought he would. "As far as I'm concerned, you've never really been in love. Okay, I've seen you hook up with a few guys at parties but I never thought any of them would have such an effect on you."

Poor Jeno, had no idea that in fact the guy who had an effect on her was precisely the one she'd never been with. "You're not the only one around here suffering from a broken heart, Jeno." she admitted and he remained with his eyes fixed on her.

The only difference is that Y/N wasn't as pessimistic as Jeno because she had been in this situation for so long that it even seemed normal, because she already had his friendship so it was enough for her. It was better than him never looking her in the face.

"Who is he?" Jeno asked, voice a little more serious and she arched her eyebrows. "Jaehyun? Youngjae? Or is it Jongin?"

"You’re crazy?" she laughed, sounding more desperate than anything else. "I never hooked up with Jaehyun."

Not for lack of opportunity, the boy was extremely close to Mark and Mark was close to Jeno, she just wanted to avoid comments between them.

"Oh come on, tell me who it is!" he gave Y/N his best puppy look and shook her head.

She definitely wasn't going to fall for that trick.

"For what?" her voice gradually rose, in a pure sign of nervousness as her heart accelerated too fast.

"I don't get to know the idiot who broke my best friend's heart?" he asked, feigning innocence and she laughed again.

You're the idiot, she thought. "Doesn't matter anyway." she shrugged. "You know I have a knack for pissing you off until you talk, don't you?" he raised an eyebrow and smirked as Y/N narrowed her eyes.

"Don’t even try!" she threatened, raising her hand and pointing her finger at him but Jeno continued with the same smile.

He got up from the bed and ran to Y/N who jumped to the side when she saw that he wasn't going to irritate her but to tickle her, his hands ready to attack her belly, Y/N ran across the room and jumped in bed to try to stop him.

"Get out of here, Jeno!" she tried to push him away but that only made him grab her wrist. “No!” Jeno laughed like a naughty child and pulled her onto the bed, tickling Y/N all over her belly. Y/N laughed uncontrollably, she tried to push Jeno's hands away because she was mad.

That was a low blow!

“Stop!” she pleaded and he raised his brow, lessening the tickle of her.

"Who is the guy?" he asked again and she rolled her eyes.

"I already told you I won't-" Jeno went back to tickling her and she laughed again, losing all her breath. "Stop, damn it, it's you. You!"

Suddenly Jeno's fingers pulled away too quickly from Y/N and she managed to catch her breath, only to see Jeno practically petrified on top of the bed staring at her in pure shock. "What did you say?" he asked, confused.

Y/N swallowed hard, smoothing her own hair, and locked her jaw so that no more words would come out of her mouth. Y/N got up from the bed, pushing Jeno in the process and walked away from him, turning her back on him.

She rubbed a hand over her face, as if she couldn't believe she'd actually said that out loud.

"You said the guy who broke your heart is me?" he asked once more and she didn't even have to turn around to know he was looking at her.

She could come up with any other excuse and maybe Jeno would even believe her but her tongue wouldn't do the work of her reason when her heart said the exact opposite.

"Like I said, it doesn't matter anyway." she replied quietly, looking down at her feet.

Y/N was so absorbed in her own feelings, her own guilt, that she didn't hear Jeno get out of bed and go to her, placing a hand on her shoulder.

It was a silent signal for her to turn and face him, but she didn't have the heart to do so Jeno was forced to grab her by both sides and turn her over himself.

Y/N kept her head down, feeling Jeno's gaze penetrate her intensely.

"Are you serious or is this just a way to distract me?" he asked, slightly calm and rather confused.

Y/N snorted but didn't respond, so Jeno brought his hand to her chin and forced her to face him.

She saw exactly what she didn't want to see in his eyes. Pity.

"I wish it was the second option." she replied in an even lower tone and Jeno looked away from her. In fact, not just the look, Jeno turned away from her completely. Taking uncertain steps backwards, showing how surprised he had been caught. "You…why didn't you ever tell me?" he asked, looking like he was at an internal war with himself.

Y/N laughed, humorlessly.

"What difference would it make?" she shrugged. "I'm your best friend, you've already made that clear several times, how would I approach you saying I've been in love with you since forever?" Jeno stared at her in surprise.

"You know I look up to you as a little sister and-"

Y/N raised her hand to stop him.

"That's exactly why I never told you anything." she said visibly hurt.

All she wanted to hear that day was that Jeno saw her as a goddamn little sister.

Once again he broke her heart, only now he knew everything, it wasn't like the other times when he didn't even know what she felt. She took a deep breath watching Jeno go silent. After all, what else could he say?

She would be rejected anyway.

"I love you and you love Tina. It's not very fair game." she spoke acidly and without thinking more, she decided to get out of there before the tears flowed.

The last thing she would do was cry in front of him, maybe hiding in her room like she always did.

As soon as she slammed the door to Jeno's room, she felt as if her whole heart had been ripped out along with the noise.

This wasn’t the confession she had planned.

[...] "I'm serious, Y/N!"

"Jaemin, please, not now." she asked, sighing wearily.

"He misses you, the guy looks miserable without you." she glared at Jaemin who looked too serious to be lying.

He wasn't a good actor, not least because he studied economics.

It had been a week since her disastrous confession and although she didn't want to be pulled away from Jeno when he needed her most, she couldn't kid herself, she was hurting him. Sad. Not because he hadn't reciprocated the confession or the feelings she'd said she felt, but because he hadn't done anything after that.

In fact, he did.

Y/N saw Jeno talking to Tina at the door of the building where she studied, that was enough for her to understand things. Jeno wanted his ex, even after everything she'd done.

And she couldn't support that, not after seeing the state of it when he'd found out.

It was she who was on his side when he found out about the betrayal.

"I definitely don't want to be around him when he comes back with that plastic doll." Y/N felt the venom spurt from every word but didn't care.

She was mad at Jeno for being so weak over some random girl and mad at herself for still having feelings for him.

"He tried to talk to you, didn't he?" Jaemin guessed and Y/N sighed.

Yes, he had tried texting her, calling her... but it took Y/N a lot of willpower not to answer either time. She didn't want to hear the 'we're just friends' speech, it would hurt even more.

So she had already taken the action for both of them, to get away from him. And it would be all right if Jaemin stopped talking about him!

She didn't need her feelings fighting her reason one more time. Even because she missed him so much, and imagining how much he missed her was a flame of hope that she didn't need to have at that moment. She had convinced herself that she needed to forget about Jeno for good.

But how would it go if friends were conspiring against it?

"What do you want from me?" she asked, irritated with herself.

"I want you to make up soon, this situation is boring. Even Mark is starting to get irritated about it." Y/N bit the inside of her cheek, she wasn't pondering, she was fully convinced of her decision but... God, how she wanted things to go back to the way they were before the disaster.

"Jaemin, you’re a great friend."

"Thank you." He smiled.

"I haven’t finished." she complained. "You're a great friend but please stop talking about Jeno now. Seriously. I came here to do exactly that, forget about him."

They were at one of the fraternity parties but it wasn't just any party, it was a pool party.

The kind of distraction she needed.

"And can you?" he questioned, raising an eyebrow. She glared at him.

"Why are you doing this anyway?" she asked curiously and he smiled, looking over her shoulder.

"Because he just arrived."

Y/N felt her own eyes widen without her being able to control it and turned her head quickly towards the entrance, she couldn't even fight the sigh that came out, like a passionate fool she admired Jeno. He wasn't wearing anything out of the ordinary, sneakers, pale pants and a white T-shirt, that's all. But what really grabbed Y/N's attention was Jeno's hair.

Since when had he bleached his hair? And why was he even more attractive with the blonde hair? Jeno was at the pool party, which meant he was going to take his shirt off like most other students for a swim...

When Jeno ran his hand through the now blonde strands and his eyes locked onto her, Y/N had to hold on to Jaemin to not fall because she would but seeing him walk towards them, she knew it was time to react.

She turned her back to Jeno and saw Jaemin holding back from laughing.

"I gotta go." she spoke fast and low, Jaemin didn't even understand her. “What?” he asked and she started walking in the opposite direction Jeno was coming from. "Where are you going?"

"Drink, I will drink!" she spoke a little louder and left before Jeno arrived.

She didn't even drink alcohol, all she needed was a distraction and fast.

As if somehow, heaven had sympathized with her suffering, Y/N bumped into someone and just didn't fall when stumbling over her feet because strong hands held her by the waist. Her gaze went up the broad, strong torso to the kind, smiling face of the volleyball team's libero.

"Sorry San." she smiled slightly. "I didn’t see you."

"Everything is fine." he assured her with a polite smile and moved away from her. "Glad you came!" "I couldn't refuse Yeosang's invitation."

"Well, remind me to thank him later." he winked with one eye and Y/N felt her cheeks burn.

She wasn't the greatest flirting expert but San seemed happy for her to be there, as he couldn't take his eyes off her, and that somehow inflated her ego.

She had come here to have fun and be distracted, whether it was with San or any other guy. "Oh yeah? And why would you thank him for that?" she asked, smiling innocently.

San's smile widened and it was possible to see her dimple, which Y/N thought was extremely cute.

"Because I have the opportunity to do what I've always wanted to do." he spoke as he approached her, his eyes locked with Y/N's.

"What would it be...?" she urged him to continue and San brought his face close to her ear.

"I think you know what." he whispered and Y/N felt her body shiver.

He pulled back enough to meet Y/N's already anxious eyes, who smirked at him.

Well, if whoever she wanted didn't want her the way she needed. She would be with anyone who wanted to be with her.

San indicated for her to accompany him into the fraternity and Y/N did so, completely forgetting about the party.

And not noticing that Jeno was watching from afar with a lost expression.

None of his efforts seemed to be having any effect. [...] Y/N smiled when she saw San approach her, completely sweaty and breathing hard from the training, he smiled widely at her and placed a lingering kiss on her cheek as soon as he was close enough.

"Oh, San, you're all sweaty!" she complained, pulling her face away from his mouth as he laughed loudly.

"You didn't complain about it a month ago." he tossed his wet hair back and she rolled her eyes but smiled anyway.

Well, she wasn't going to deny it because it was true.

San and Y/N had grown closer after the pool party, she loved spending time with him and her friends. They were great company and were managing to distract her very well.

He was a very good kisser, which also helped.

But both had become good friends. Enough for Y/N to cry in San's arms over her love life when she was on her period. She told the whole story in detail, San had heard some gossip around campus, but he was a good listener as she told everything.

He advised her and assured her that he would be there for her if she needed it.

San kept telling Y/N that maybe she should listen to Jeno's side, who still insisted on talking to her, Y/N even responded a few times but the tension was still there and it was bothering her. All Y/N wanted was to be able to fall in love with San, it would be easier, but he was extremely understanding and even though he was a great kisser and had wonderful hands that left great marks on Y/N's body after they spent the night together, yet what she felt for Jeno was too strong to ignore or forget overnight.

"Did you think about what I said?" San asked as they walked outside to the volleyball court. "No pressure!"

"I don't know if I have the courage to talk to him, San." she admitted, ducking her head.

"Hey, don't think like that." his tone was soft and extremely reassuring. "It's like giving a presentation on a topic you know to your whole class, you think you don't have the courage but once you start talking, it will come naturally."

She nodded.

"Yeah, I know."

And she did, but that was easier said than done.

"You can't stay like this for the rest of your life, he's your best friend. Always has been." he remembered and she took a deep breath. He was absolutely right. Y/N was about to continue talking when Jeno appeared in front of her and San, never taking his eyes off her. Y/N was taken aback as well and did nothing but stare at Jeno.

He was too serious.

"Well, let's talk, Y/N." she glanced quickly at San to nod and he winked before leaving.

Jeno didn't even look at him so he didn't say anything.

She crossed her arms as she looked back at Jeno who kept his hands in his pants pockets. “Hi.” he spoke low. “Hey.” Again the atmosphere between them was strange, uncomfortable. "Can we talk?" he asked and she nodded in agreement.

She nodded towards the benches scattered around the university corridor and they went there, sitting at a safe distance. "I've been looking for you for so long." Jeno admitted and Y/N felt her shoulders get heavy with guilt.

Yeah, she was running away from him on purpose.

"I've been busy." she lied and heard Jeno chuckle, humorlessly.

"With San?" he asked sarcastically and she stared at him coldly.

"Don't throw him in that situation, he has nothing to do with it."

"Funny how not long ago you said I was avoiding you and now you're the one doing it!" he accused

"So you admit you were avoiding me that time?" she questioned, crossing her legs.

"No, because I wasn't." she laughed in disbelief. "I just didn't want you to see how vulnerable I was."

"And why not, I was your best friend, I had a duty to see!" she threw her arms up, not understanding.

"Because you always saw me strong, I didn't want you to feel sorry for me."

Y/N looked at him in shock, bordering on offence.

"I would never feel sorry for you!" she snapped. "Especially because I lived in a similar situation, it would be hypocritical of me."

Jeno took a deep breath and looked down.

"I'm sorry." Y/N felt her body give out at hearing his voice so low. "I didn't mean to push you, but when you told me you were hurting for someone-" He swallowed hard. "for me." corrected. "I felt like the most selfish guy in the world. Because you were hurting and I didn't even notice."

"It wasn't your fault."

Jeno looked at her in the same second.

"It was." he spoke more firmly and she fell silent. "If I wasn't so busy living a lie, I would have noticed how unhappy you were."

"I didn't want you not to live your life just to comfort me." "I miss you." he spoke out of the blue and Y/N was left speechless, feeling her heart beat faster and all the kit that came when she was around Jeno. "I miss your presence, your laugh, your hug. I miss my best friend."

Y/N smiled sadly. Of course, why would she have been so deluded by his words?

She took a deep breath before standing up, her shoulders weighing more than a ton.

"Y/N!"

"You know what you don't understand?" she turned to face Jeno who had also risen. "That I can't be your friend. At least not just your friend."

"I’m not-"

"After what I said, Jeno, I couldn't stand by you and watch you desire another girl. I don't want to get hurt anymore." she admitted, her voice choking that she would soon cry. Again. For the same boy. "So, while I can't forget what I feel for you, I need to stay away from you.” Jeno stood still, just staring at her with his mouth open, unresponsive and she smiled sadly once more.

Y/N reached over to place her hand on his face and kissed his cheek softly.

"I'm sorry." she spoke sincerely and turned her back on him, getting out of there before she made herself vulnerable to him.

She missed him too, but just having him as a friend wouldn't be enough. [...] Y/N watched the heavy rain fall through her dorm window, her chin resting on her knees as she sat on her bed, thinking about everything and nothing at the same time. She felt empty, incomplete and she knew it was because her last conversation with Jeno, days ago, hadn't resolved anything between them.

They weren't friends anymore but they just hadn't gone beyond that.

It was a big, huge mess that was giving her a headache and terrible insomnia. But she smiled when she saw the perfect rainbow form in the sky, it was a day of heavy rain, the sky was dark even though it was afternoon, however the sun still struggled to appear creating such a beautiful contrast in the sky that she just admired.

She always heard from her parents that after the storm there would be a rainbow and she hoped that this metaphor would come true in her real life. She was tired of rainy, dark days.

Letting out a weary sigh, she heard a knock on her bedroom door and stared at the door as if she'd been hallucinating. She hadn't heard the dorm bell, her roommates were there so they would have let her know if someone had come to visit, right? Hearing the knock a little more impatiently this time, she got up with a frown and opened the door, bumping into the last person she could imagine to be there.

Jeno.

He was completely soaked from the rain and Y/N wondered what the hell he was doing in her dorm at this hour.

"My God, Jeno!" she pulled him into the room, he was shivering with cold. "What are you doing here?"

"I needed to talk to you." she looked at him as if he were crazy, he found it difficult to speak as his chin trembled.

She shook her head and went to the bedroom dresser, pulling out a dry towel to help him dry off.

Y/N felt from afar how cold he was and so, she did something without even thinking about the consequences, she lowered the zip of the sweatshirt he was wearing so that she could help him recover his body temperature faster and took it out completely, Jeno didn't stop it.

"What are you doing?" he asked as best he could when he saw her reach out to hug him.

"Someone paid attention in first aid class, you warm up faster with body heat than blankets." she enveloped him in a warm hug, feeling Jeno rest his chin on her shoulder.

Y/N felt her body shiver not only because of Jeno's wet shirt but because of the contact. She had hugged him before but this way it felt more intimate.

"Want me to take my pants off too?" he asked quietly, returning the hug and not letting Y/N escape.

She wanted to laugh. The inconvenience of the moment was funny and extremely ironic, considering the fact that she had always imagined that situation in a different way.

Y?N didn't answer, just kept Jeno's body next to hers, feeling little by little that he stopped shaking and part of her clothes were also wet but she didn't care.

She didn't want Jeno to get sick, especially since he had come over to talk to her about who knows what.

She pulled away, against Jeno's will, who didn't let go at first, but she placed her hand on his chest to make him do so. When she noticed how wet Jeno's pants were, she sighed.

"I think you better take it off anyway." she said and saw him bring his hands to his waistband. "Wait!"

"What?" he asked confused and she looked at him in disbelief.

"I didn't tell you to get naked in front of me!"

Y/N threw the towel she was holding over his face and snorted to see him laugh, she turned her back to give him some privacy and crossed her arms, waiting.

Jeno tossed the pants to her side and Y/N had to fight all the non-puritanical thoughts that haunted her mind. She didn't know if he was doing it on purpose or if he was just being himself.

She took a deep breath before turning to face him again and regretted having done so because Jeno took off the wet t-shirt he was wearing to only have the towel wrapped around his waist.

Nothing more.

Y/N clenched her jaw as her eyes unconsciously trailed across Jeno's chest. Was it an impression or was Jeno working out more? I mean, she'd never seen him shirtless like that before but she didn't remember he was so well defined.

Jeno faked a cough and caught Y/N's attention who at this point was red-cheeked from being caught in the act. She looked away and picked up Jeno's clothes, laying them out on her desk chair. She needed to be distracted by something other than him.

"You said you wanted to talk to me." she recalled, hearing him chuckle. "It must be something very important for you to come in the middle of a storm."

Y/N leaned back in her chair, the farther she stayed from Jeno, the safer she would be for herself.

Jeno sighed, running a hand through his wet blonde hair, something Y/N didn't miss, and turned to sit on her bed. "I needed to see you. I miss you, Y/N." he noticed and she took a deep breath.

"Jeno, I already told you that-"

"Before you interrupt me, please just listen to me." he pleaded and she kept quiet. "I felt completely lost and hurt when I found out that Tina had cheated on me, you know that because you were with me. She was my first love and I feel like an idiot for giving her my heart." Y/N bit the inside of her cheek, feeling her heart sink with his every word. "But I was even more lost than that when you told me how you felt about me, I had no idea, I mean I didn't even notice. And I felt even more stupid because I hurt you in every possible way when I couldn't even see what I was doing."

"There was no way you could have guessed."

"But I should!" he replied. "I mean, Tina always thought you were too close for a best friend but I was so blinded by another girl that I didn't realize what I had in front of me."

Y/N was taken aback by Jeno's heartfelt words but it hurt how he put it all in the past.

“Jeno.” "And all this time we were apart, I realized how much I needed you. I didn't have anyone to text me at 2 am, or to share about the weird dreams I had, to motivate me to go to class even though I'm dying of laziness." Y/N smiled sadly, she also missed every small and silly detail. "And then I questioned whether I really meant everything I said to you." she stared at him, confused. Jeno stared down at his hands, avoiding her eyes. "I always saw you as my little sister, the one I was supposed to protect you from any asshole on campus who wanted to take advantage of you." he chuckled. "But then I saw you with San and I heard the comments about the two of you, and even though there were lots of girls in bikinis at that party, all I could think about was what you two were doing within the sorority." Jeno lifted his head to face her and Y/N felt a shiver run through her body. "And then I dreamed about you."

"What do you mean you dreamed about me?"

Jeno took a deep breath before getting out of bed and walking with fearful steps towards her.

Y/N didn't do anything, just held Jeno's gaze.

"I dreamed I kissed you." he admitted low. "And we did certain things that I won't be able to say right now."

She felt her jaw drop.

"When I woke up, it felt so real because a huge part of me wanted it to be." Wait a minute, was Jeno saying he wanted to be with her? "I struggled because I didn't see you as my little sister anymore." Jeno took the opportunity to place a hand on Y/N's face and looked at her tenderly.

"If you tell me that to earn your trust again I need to jump out of a plane or in a swimming pool right now with this storm, I'll do it." he guaranteed. "But I can't stay away from you anymore."

"And why is that?" she smirked. Jeno didn't need to say anything else, because he didn't want to, he had to show it. He approached Y/N's body and the hand that held her face, went to the back of her neck, bringing her closer. Seeing her close her eyes slowly, totally surrendering to that moment, was enough for him to move forward over the little space that still separated the two.

He touched her lips and at the same time that lightning cut the sky, Y/N took her arms to wrap around Jeno's neck, bringing him even closer.

As their lips met in a thirsty way, she felt how hot Jeno was, far different from how he'd gotten there. Feeling him so close with his bare torso was making her legs give out, but Jeno was there to hold her around the waist with his free hand. He was always there to catch her when she fell and that made her smile between the kiss, breaking it unintentionally. Jeno's heavy breathing hit Y/N's face as they pressed their foreheads together and she opened her eyes, looking at him so serenely and so happily. "So, do you love me now?" she asked, amused.

Jeno opened his eyes and shook his head.

"I always loved you, I was just a little dumb to admit it."

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