#i just want to hate everyone for making me feel like sh*t

[rubywithecat]

When u try to turn them on (JJK men)

<<T/W: Minors do not interact as some mature contents are included>>

Gojo Satoru

You made a bet with ur friends that if u can make ur professor, Gojo, kiss u, they have to buy u concert ticket. U first showed up with revealing shirt to the class, catching him starring. And when everyone leave after lecture, u stayed with him to ask him about assignment, pretending u don’t understand certain parts. He just gave a smirked as he looks like he know ur intention but he played along, explaining the lesson.

U gazed at his pretty mouths and fck he’s so hot and u wanted to kiss him so bad, with or without bet. “Can’t focus huh?” He smiled and touched your face. You caught off guard by it. “Do u think I’m a fool as I can see your brat friends peeking from the door” he said. Ur eyes widened as he laughed softly, hands grabbing you closer. Who would think u would get a full make out session when u just wanted a kiss. But it’s worth it anyway. “U owe me one, angel” he said after that, winking.

Toji Fushiguro

U hated him as he’s your stepdad. U didn’t wanna share ur mum with anyone except ur dad. But ur dad passed away years ago sadly and here u are stuck with your stepdad in the house. Toji isn’t the man that is bad looking and even so, he looks so hot! But it’s doesn’t changed ur hatred. So, u decided to make him feel uncomfortable. When he was watching TV in the living room, u purposely dropped the remote and squatted to pick it up right in front of him. U could feel his gazes on ur hips.

U smirked, feeling satisfied as he walked away from the couch and went to his bedroom. “Serve u right” u muttered. And yelled loudly from ur room as if u are in video call with ur bf, doing 18+. “OmG! I’m gonna c*m! Ur so good!”

U laughed in victory when u head Toji slammed the door but what u didn’t expect was he’s coming to ur room. Sh*t u forgot to lock the door.

U rushed to lock there but it was too late as he is already in front of u. “What are u doing here?!” U shouted. “To teach u how to be a good girl” he smirked.

Sukuna Ryomen

Sukuna is ur bestfriend yuuji’s elder brother. Whenever u go his home, u feel excited just seeing him. U know he has a reputation of being a womanizer but can’t help having a crush on him. Yuuji complained how he has to dealt with noises from his brother room and u kinda get jealous just with the thought of him with other women. U wished it was u whoever gets the chance to get his attention, u thought they were lucky.

One day when u went to Yuuji house to study togther, u didn’t expected to be opened the door by Sukuna. He never look at u in the way u wanted. U r just like a lil sis to him u thought. “Hi…umm…is yuuji there? We are studying for coming test…” u awkwardly told him. “Yuuji hasn’t come back home, said he will be late with traffic jam” he said as he lighted his cigarette. “Why don’t u come in?” He said as he looked at u. U were so nervous. “Do u not trust me?” He said as he raised his eyebrows. “No— it’s not like that” u laughed in awkwardness and made ur way into the house.

U sat on the couch and he said next to u, grabbing his drink. “U want some?” He asked and at first u we’re gonna reject but u are already in bad mood, having bad day at school so u accepted his offer. As u have drunk much and felt high, he felt more courage to seduce him.

“Do u have a type Sukuna?” U asked him. He looked at u for sec and giggled. “U wanna know huh?” He asked. U became a lil playful and suddenly touching his lap and bit your lips. “Yea” u whispered into his ears which surprisingly turned him on. He would be lying if he said he has never thought of sleeping with u. In truth, he has been desperate for u too since u have been hanging out with his brother. He would imagine of u when he is fcking one night stand and he could never c*m as they weren’t u.

He get mad sometimes at how u could control him so he avoid u as much as he can to forget about u but u kept showing in sight of him.

The tension between u two is so intended and it ended with just a passionate kiss when yuuji came back home. “Meet me in the car after ur lil study section with my stupid bro” he smirked as he got up from his couch, greeting Yuuji.

Nanami Kento

Ur boyfriend has been really busy with his works lately. So u got an idea of punishing him and make him desperately want u by sending ur n*de pics to him.

He opened the message as he saw it’s from u and the meeting was 5 min away to start. He almost dropped his phone when he saw ur sl*tty picture. He covered his phone protectively in case someone taking a peek.

As the meeting continues, he can’t focus on what his employees saying and his thoughts are just on u. He dismissed the meeting earlier than the actual time and drove fast to home where u were waiting for him with a red lingerie on u, smiling at him innocently. “U have been really a bad girl and u know that right?” He said as he chuckled. Then he gently patted ur hair but slowly moving his hands to ur neck and suddenly pushed u to the bed aggressively. I will treat u as bad as the brat u are” he said, smirking as he make u bent down on your knee.

Hope u enjoy! Likes and shares and comments would be really helpful <3 Thanks!

#jjk imagines #jjk gojo #jjk smut #jjk headcanons #jjk sukuna #jjk x reader #jjk x you #gojo x reader #gojo x you #gojo smut #toji x reader #toji x y/n #toji smut #sukuna smut #sukuna x reader #sukuna x y/n #nanami smut #nanami kento #nanami x reader #jujustsu kaisen x reader

[madi-writes-things]

Nobody Pt. 1

(C.Sturniolo X Reader)

Summary:

Chris and Y/N never seemed to get along, but sometimes help comes from the most unexpected places

Word Count: 1,009

TW: Cursing, SH (not in detail, but it definitely happens and is talked about), Blood, Violence, Hurt Comfort, Not edited, Bad stuff under the cut

A/N: Hey guys, just wanted to pop in t let you know that my DM’s are always open if you need someone to talk to. I use y writing as a safe and healthy outlets for the destructive thoughts, but reading i these sorts of things isn’t healthy for everyone… keep yourself safe.

-Madi <3

Y/N’s POV

“”“”“”“”“”

“What do you want?” I ask when I see Chris walk into my room without knocking. I didn’t mean for it to sound so rude, but it just kind of happens when i talk to him. I don’t even remember why we hate each other, and i bet he doesn’t either… its just always been like this.

“Nick was too lazy to come upstairs…” he stared at me for a second before continuing. “We’re going out to film, do you want us to get You something for dinner?”

“I’ll just text nick what I want” as he leaves i wonder if he even cares. I only live with him because Nick and Matt begged me to come to LA with them after HighSchool. Nick and i have been best friends since eighth grade when I transferred to their district, and Matt has always been nice to me… but Chris never seemed to like me, eventually i stopped going out of my way to be nice to him.

I hear the door closes, quickly followed by the sound of Matt pulling out of the driveway.

“”“”“”“”“”

How did i get here? Nick would be so mad at me… he would never say it, but i know it’s frustrating when people you care about keep making the same mistakes. I look down at my thighs, realizing that I can’t even see the individual cuts through the blood. I should have just woken Nick up, if i had I wouldn’t be in this situation.

The tears have mostly stopped flowing at this point, and the adrenaline is dying down. The weight of what I’ve done starts to set in. I need to clean this up, I need to get help, I need to get Nic-

“What the fuck” as I look up I’m met with the icy blue eyes of Chris. Before I can process what is happening he is yanking the blade out of my hand and flushing it down the toilet. “Y/N, look at me… what happened?” Seeing the panic in his eyes makes me feel bad, he was never supposed to have to deal with this.

“Can you please get the first aid kit from under my bed?” The words roll off my tongue with ease. He just stared at me with fear in his eyes. “I’ll be fine, just go” with that he turned around and went to my room.

Chris returned a few minutes later, with my large first aid kit, and a gas station bag in his hands. I had been desperately trying to clean up some of the mess with toilet paper, but I was mostly failing. “Can you please sit on the side of the bathtub?” I stared up at him in confusion. “Please Y/N… please just let me help you clean up”

“do you even know what you’re doing?” His response consisted of turning his phone to face me, an article on how to clean self harm wounds staring back at me. “Fine…” I did what he asked and positioned myself on the side of the tub.

Chris started by wiping up what I had missed from the floor, quickly moving to sit in between my legs. As he started cleaning me up, I realized how intimate our position was. He wouldn’t look me in the eyes, but I could tell that he was holding back tears. After he stopped all the bleeding, and cleaned off the wounds he just stared for a second… and it broke me.

the tears started streaming down my face again, nothing could’ve stopped them. “Don’t tell Nick… he can’t know I’m doing this again.”

He finally looked up at me, taking a breath to steady himself before speaking. “again?” I just stared. He finished up what he was doing in silence before finally speaking. “Ok… I won’t tell Nick, as long as you let me help you with this”

“I don’t need help Chris.” He didn’t respond, causing me to panic. “Fine, but nobody can know about this.” He held out his pinky, I locked mine into his… an unspoken promise between us.

Chris disposed of any evidence, before carrying me to his room. I was too tired to protest, and it’s not like anyone would be up early enough to notice. He gave me a pair of sweats, and climbed into the bed with me.

“”“”“”“”“”

I woke up to Chris laying practically on top of me, his arm wrapped tightly around my waist. For a moment I didn’t mind… until I saw the time.

“wake up!” I shook him lightly, his eyes flutter open before widening at the position he was currently in. “I need to get up, me and Nick are supposed to go get breakfast for a video… he can’t know that I slept in here.” Chris quickly rolled off of me, and I rushed down the stairs.

As I made my way into the living room I could see Matt and Nick, sitting in silence. They looked at me at the same time, just as Chris came down the stairs to join us.

“Why are you wearing his sweat pants?” Nick stared daggers into my soul. “They must’ve gotten mixed up in the laundry…” I hated lying to my best friend, but he couldn’t know.

“I see… what’s your fake excuse for being in his bed this morning?” I looked at Chris quickly as we walked closer to his brothers. He met my eyes, unsure of what the right decision was.

“please Chris…” I whispered. “You promised me you wouldn’t tell him.” I see Chris make a decision, and before I can stop him he opens his mouth.

“We slept together.” He looked at me, apologizing with his eyes. I look between Nick and Matt, trying to judge their reactions. While this wasn’t ideal, it was better than the truth… until I saw Nick get up.

in a matter of seconds Nick had punched Chris across the face. After flexing his hand, he looked at me with nothing but hatred before walking away.

#madi makes things #madi writes things #chris sturniolo fluff #chris sturniolo imagine #chris sturniolo #chris x reader #christopher sturniolo #christopher sturniolo x reader #sturniolo triplets #matt #nick sturniolo #sh!reader #angst #hurt/comfort

[badaziraphaletakes]

I have no funny meme or gif for this one.

The "Aziraphale needs to see the circumstances around Crowley's fall in order to see what heaven really is and that's going to be what causes him to break away" take really, really bothers me. For a multiple reasons.

The first is because Aziraphale is already miserable and TERRIFIED of heaven. I am sick and tired of the expectation that he deserves to have some kind of (further) shattering emotional crisis about them. They've made him miserable for hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of years. They've kept him separate from the love of his live. He deserves for them to leave him alone. Not to be further traumatized by finding out more upsetting things. The reason he hasn't "broken away" from them isn't because he "needs to figure out that they're evil" or something like that. It's because they are too powerful and he knows how terrifying and awful they are and that they will do very, very awful things to him if he tries to rebel. The problem isn't Aziraphale's mindset. It's them. It's them. It's them. Period.

Our angel has been through f*cking ENOUGH. He does not deserve to suffer more. He does not need to be tormented more in order to somehow magically be transformed a good person. (Enough, please, with the takes that trauma builds character. That's bullsh*t.)

Please, PLEASE don't forget that all the things he says about heaven being good are said WHERE HEAVEN CAN HEAR HIM. They are effectively omnipresent.

Aziraphale doesn't need to "break away" - Heaven needs to leave him alone. Period. They're the wrongdoers in this situation, not him.

The second reason I hate, hate, hate this take is because we don't know whether Crowley wants Aziraphale to know about his fall. YOU DON'T ALWAYS WANT THE PEOPLE YOU LOVE TO KNOW ABOUT YOUR TRAUMAS. And that does NOT indicate a lack of trust or a flaw in the relationship. It is FINE not to ever want to tell people you love about certain sh*tty things that happen to you. This is very normal and okay.

I can think of multiple separate instances of this in my own family.

My dad never told me or my mom about the things he experienced during war. Not in detail. What would be the point? It wouldn't make him feel better, and we wouldn't really understand, because we haven't experienced that. It would just upset everyone.

I never told my family I was sexually assaulted. Most survivors don't tell many people about the experience, including people close to them. Why the hell would I????? It would just make them miserable and it wouldn't make me feel better. Sharing things like that doesn't always help. I only talk about it with people who've been through the same thing.

If Crowley hasn't talked to Aziraphale about his fall and doesn't want him to know how bad it was, I say good for them both. Leave it there. I would feel very violated if Aziraphale found out inadvertently (or worse, went snooping - although I don't think he would do that, but I digress) about something Crowley didn't want him to know about, and the show presented it as something that "needed to happen". That's messed-up. We shouldn't go prying into people's traumas like that. (Besides, Aziraphale is already very aware of how lonely and depressed Crowley is. He knows Crowley didn't want to fall. He knows he's upset about it.) If Crowley is keeping it from Aziraphale, that is his prerogative. It is a completely valid choice that needs to be respected. It doesn't necessarily mean he made that choice out of some misguided notion of "protecting" Aziraphale. It could very well just mean he doesn't see the point in telling him something that would probably just make them both miserable.

I am not here for the trauma of Crowley's fall being weaponized as some kind of teaching tool to make Aziraphale "learn his lesson". (Especially if Crowley's not the one to tell him.) That's sick. It's cruel for them both. It would in all likelihood not be good for their relationship.

Ehh I feel like there's more I could say on this but I'm getting too emotional to be coherent so I'm just going to leave it there.

Thanks for reading, friends.

#good omens #goodomens #good omens 2 #badaziraphaletakes #goodomens2 #aziraphale #crowley #aziracrow #ineffable husbands #crowley x aziraphale

[richonnesbitch]

For whatever reason these last couple of days I aee a lot of retweets of Andy and Danai talking about the Michonne-Ezekiel kiss and I just have to laugh. TOWL brought me back enough in TWDU to finally finish watching TWD. Stopped for good once Danai left - decided to start earlier though (S9, cause frankly I don’t remember sh*t about what happened. IDK why but s9 and s10 are suuuch a blur in my mind, you would think I never watched them before). Anyway, when I did make it to the kiss, I could not stop laughing the whole time because of Andy 🤭❤️

Listeninnnnn. That day the promo came out with Ezekiel kissing Michonne was absolute madness. We were PISSED at Angela Kang. I contemplated not watching anymore but I wanted to support Danai and Michonne. But the way they treated her after Rick left was SO fucked up. I haven't seen it in 6 years and I do not want to. The way Tara stole Michonne's charter.... and then MICHONNE DIDN'T EVEN GET TO SIGN IT. ABSOLUTE BULLSHIT. And the way everyone acted like she was crazy even though she turned out to be RIGHT about everything. I quit watching simply because of how the treated her. Well that and because I couldn't handle the grief she was going through. Like you could really feel a piece of her soul was missing without Rick. And at that time we really didn't know if we would ever see him again. So it was hard times to say the least. I really hate how they did her. And the way they tried to use her in HER final episode to justify Negan just rubs me the wrong way. Idk, but I just can never watch that season again. It hurts too much for a variety of reasons.

Andy is so genuinely funny and charismatic! He could really be a comedian if he wanted to.

Did I even answer this ask correctly? Sorry idk lol.

#michonne grimes #rick grimes #richonne #the walking dead #twd #the ones who live #towl

[kitkatwinchester]

I HATE THIS I HATE THIS I HATE THIS!

Scott has been through soooo f*cking much at this point. SO much. And he's been gravely worried, and he's been horribly upset, and he's been flat-out terrified--most often when it comes to his friends and family being in danger.

But most of the time, he's really good at fighting off and masking that fear in favor of helping his friends and family through their fear, and he's been great at turning his fear into anger and determination against his enemies and struggles.

I don't think I have EVER, in all four years of this show, heard Scott be as utterly terrified as he was when Kate started to put that Berserker mask on him.

That SCREAM.

The SHAKING.

The STRUGGLING against the bonds.

Holy f*ck, Tyler Posey, because you genuinely made me tear up.

All the sh*t that Scott has been through, and THIS is what made him scream like that.

And I don't know if it's because she's gonna turn him into the killer that he's never wanted to be, or because she's going to sick him on his own pack and hope that they kill him, or because he's helpless and hopeless and has no idea how to get out of it, or if it's a combination of all three.

But my heart just SHATTERED, because he is TERRIFIED...and he's all alone.

And I DESPISE that.

And the thing is, I KNOW the pack is coming to save him, and I love that everyone was on the same page around the same time (Derek and Braeden going back to the house and finding Scira gone and the place trashed, Noah and Stiles suspicious that Scira hadn't shown up yet, and Lydia trying to get through to Deaton and succeeding so that they could get Scira's location) and was able to put the pieces together fast enough to get there ASAP.

But they're not gonna get there ASAP enough, and when they do get there, Kate's right--they're gonna have no idea that they're fighting their own Alpha, and I get the feeling that whatever she does to him will make Scott not care that he's fighting his own pack.

And that thought is F*CKING TERRIFYING.

So excuse me while I scream right along with Scott and almost sob my eyes right out of my head.

On a more positive note, I absolutely loved that conversation between Liam and Brett, and I love that Brett and Liam are kind of on the same team (in life, that is) now, because of what Scott did. I also love that Brett helped Liam on the field, and that he gave him that little pep talk about how amazing Scott is, and how amazing Liam can be too. And while my heart is breaking that Liam feels like Scott abandoned him, I have a feeling that, when he learns what really happened, he'll understand, and god forbid, maybe he'll actually TALK TO HIM for crying out loud.

Also, it looks very promising for Parrish getting Argent out of there, and that pep talk was amazing, and Parrish is seriously such a great guy and just so smart and I love him SO FREAKING MUCH. And his EYES GLOWED, and now he's using his power, and Argent is using his adrenaline, and that is PROMISING, and maybe they'll both be OKAY, and GOD I FREAKING HOPE SO BECAUSE IF WE LOSE ANYONE THIS SEASON I'M GONNA SCREAM!

ANYWAYS.

I HATE THIS I HATE THIS I HATE THIS, and I really hope SOMEBODY in the pack is smart enough to pick up on Kate's trickery and SAVE Scott instead of killing him, because THAT IS THE LAST THING WE NEED GOSH DARNAT!!

Using another couple of not-gifs of Liam and Brett's and Parrish and Argent's conversations because they were the only positive things that happened in the last ten minutes and I need something to keep me from crying. :'( :'( :'( :'( :'( :'( :'( :'( :'( :'( :'( :'(

(Okay but again, THE WRITING IN THIS SEASON I SWEAR TO GOD! <3 <3 <3 <3)

P.S. No, I didn't forget about Peter and Malia--I just chose to ignore it.

Update: I started the next episode and OH THANK GOD!! THE TATTOO!! THE TATTOO IS GONNA BE THE THING THAT SAVES US!! Scott is still under Kate's control, but at least the PACK will know that it's really Scott, because TATTOO!! I HAVE NEVER BEEN AS HAPPY ABOUT THAT TATTOO AS I AM RIGHT NOW!!! ANYWAYS.

#scott mccall #tyler posey #stiles stilinski #noah stilinski #derek hale #braeden #lydia martin #alan deaton #jordan parrish #chris argent #liam dunbar #brett talbot #ahhhh those pep talks #it makes me feel just a LITTLE better about life #except for ya know #EVERYTHING ELSE THAT'S HAPPENING #GOD I HATE THIS #I HATE IT I HATE IT I HATE IT #in case I hadn't said it enough already lol #PLEASE SAVE THEM! #PLEASE DON'T LET HIM KILL ANYONE! #scott will NEVER be able to live with himself if that happens #stiles already has enough of a guilty conscience #we don't need scott to have one too #god this show #my heart #ANYWAYS #teen wolf season 4 #teen wolf reactions #4x11

[dudadragneel]

Hey again!

I'm sorry this sh*t cut again 🙃

This app hates me for real

Enjoy!

My dear 🧶, I'm sorry it took this long! I hope you'll enjoy it!

💜

🧶Okay so I’m thinking of y/n being on vacation with SKZ and her and Hyune using this time as a romantic getaway to spend time with each other type vibe. I wanted to switch up the dynamics with this one where he isn’t hiding that he doesn’t feel well and he keeps telling y/n and the others that he feels really nauseous and has a migraine but everyone just brushes it off. Then that night he doesn’t even eat much of his dinner and lays his head down on y/n lap because he feels dizzy but ends up throwing up everywhere and everyone realizes that it’s serious. Then they just go to bed and he takes a painkiller for the migraine and at first it works but the next day everything deteriorates and his head feels worse and he keeps vomiting. And there’s an emotional moment where he’s just crying because he’s really frustrated with everything and y/n hugs and comforts him.

A little angst 😌

SUMMER VACATION

The boys were on a little break in between promotions, a time when they wanted to do everything, from sleeping all day to going out.

This time around, they had two weeks off, no photoshoots or individual schedules for surprise content for STAYs, just freedom to do whatever they wanted.

You were on vacation from your job as well and Hyunjin wanted you to come with them to a little vacation house.

It was summer and being a little far away from the city would be good for all of you.

Since the trip wasn't that far away, this time you rented two cars to go, as it also would give you the freedom to go to the near town if needed.

The day of the trip was sunny and almost too hot, it felt like each of you had a sun of your own on top of your head.

Everyone was excited about the trip but one person, Hyunjin.

He wanted to have a small romantic getaway with you and enjoy some free time before both of you went back to work.

But his body did not want to cooperate with him. He woke up feeling strange, and lethargic, and at first, he thought that he was just tired, after all, he had just finished promotions, and he still haven't had time to properly rest.

He sat on the edge of the bed and felt a weird pressure in his head and a painful sting as well, signs he was at the beginning of a migraine. He took a moment before actually getting up, afraid that if he did so, he was gonna pass out.

When he deemed it safe, he made his way to the bathroom to take a shower and get ready for the trip. But on the way to the bathroom, his stomach began to act up as well, it flipped, making the contents slosh around and he felt a sudden wave of nausea.

When he got to the bathroom, he went directly to the sink and grabbed the edges for support.

He took a good look in the mirror and noticed that despite feeling awful he didn't look that way. He washed his face to properly wake up and spat out thick saliva. He didn't have the urge to throw up but he didn't want to swallow that either.

As he rinsed his mouth, the feeling of the cold water touching his lips gave him some sort of comfort and relief. He closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths before entering the shower, as he was afraid he might get sick or faint.

The cold water did provide some comfort from the heat but at the same time, it bothered his already aching head.

Coming out of the shower, his migraine had worsened a bit so he went to ask Chan if he had anything for the pain.

- Chan-hyung, good morning...

- Oh, Hyunjin-ah, good morning! Are you done packing?

- Almost. Hyung, do you have any painkillers?

- Hm? Why? Are you okay?

- Not really...My head is killing me and I feel sick...

- Maybe you're still tired from the promotions and a bit anxious about the trip. Here, take these.

- Thanks, hyung.

He took the medicine with some cold water but the tiny bit of taste it left in his mouth made him gag. He took another deep breath in and managed to keep everything down.

Since the weather was hot, he put on some light, comfortable yet fashionable clothes and finished packing his bag, taking as much medicine as possible with him.

Just like always, you went to the dorm to help the boys finish packing and this time, make sure that each car had one cooler with drinks and food, otherwise, you were going to perish on the way to the house.

Arriving there you found out that, surprisingly, the boys were almost ready, different from the other time when you had to mom them before leaving.

- Hello, guys!

- Oh, y/n! Hello! Good morning!

- I see that we're better prepared this time.

You said smirking.

- hahaha yes!

- Where are the coolers?

- At the kitchen!

- I'll take a look and make sure we have everything we need.

- Okay! Thanks!

You headed to the kitchen and checked the two coolers, they had some fruit, snacks, and a lot of water, sports drinks, and juice. Everything to keep everyone hydrated during this trip, since the sun looked like it was laughing at you.

After that, you went to Hyunjin's bedroom and found him sitting at the edge of the bed, with earphones on.

- Hello, honey!

- Oh, hello babe!

He said, being a little dramatic as he got startled.

- Excited about the trip?

- Hm... yes and no...

- Hm? Why?

- I don't feel well...Like, my head is hurting, it feels like my migraine is working up and I feel nauseous...

- Oh honey. I'm sure it's just because you're tired. After all, you just finished promotions, this trip is kind of rushed.

- Yeah, maybe...

He was sure something wasn't right with him but he couldn't tell if it was just because he was anxious and it would go away eventually or if it was something else, but he trusted you with all his heart, so if you said it could be because he was just tired, he'd rather believe in your words.

- Come here.

You hugged him, kissed the top of his head, and took a good look at him.

The clothes he picked up along with the light pink hair made him look ethereal, you were always amazed by his fashion sense.

- Woah, you look amazing!

- You too, babe.

- Are done packing?

- Yep.

- Then let's wait for the others in the living room.

You both sat down on the couch as the rest finished packing their stuff and double-checked if everything was there.

You got the coolers and went to the car.

Since there were nine of you, one car had to transport 5 people and the other, 4.

The boys didn't want you to be uncomfortable and cramped during the road trip, so you went in the car with fewer people, with Hyunjin, Lee Know, and Felix. And in the other car were Chan, Changbin, Seungmin, Jisung, and Jeongin.

The place you were headed was 3h to 4h away from the dorms, which meant you'd be trapped inside a car, in the heat of the summer, for at least half of that time and no one was looking forward to that.

Lee Know was driving and you two had agreed you'd switch with him for the other half of the trip.

As for the first half, you and Hyunjin sat in the back while Felix was in the front with Lee Know.

The trip started with a nice vibe, the AC was on and music was playing, and everyone was singing and talking and just enjoying the view.

Hyunjin was also enjoying a little bit, despite his head practically begging him to ask the others to turn the volume down, because he saw that you were having fun.

He sang and talked as well, and even accepted a few snacks and a sports drink, even though his stomach wasn't that settled.

As minutes passed, that excitement started to disappear as the heat intensified and you felt like you were inside an oven.

Out of everyone in that car, Hyunjin felt the worst. His head was pounding, his eyes stung from the brightness outside, not even the sunglasses were working, he felt dizzy, the heat inside the car was making him feel suffocated and his nausea was coming back stronger than before.

- Minho, can you turn up? The AC?

- I think it's already maxed...

- Really? I feel like I'm melting back here...

You said, fanning your face with your hand.

Hyunjin closed his eyes, trying to protect them from the brightness outside and also trying to control his nausea. He grabbed a cold towel from inside the cooler and placed it on his nape, to see if he could refresh a bit, but none of it was working.

His nausea was increasing and he was starting to panic, he wasn't sure if he was gonna be sick but he was starting to feel like he couldn't breathe.

Without noticing, he started to hyperventilate, trying to catch his breath but along with that, his stomach kept doing flips.

He didn't know what was happening, he wasn't sure if he wanted to vomit or not, but he was sure he needed to get out of that car.

- Hyung, please pull over.

Everyone was taken aback by the sudden request.

- Is everything okay?

- Honey, are you alright?

- I don't feel good. I feel dizzy and like I'm gonna throw up.

- Okay, hold on.

Thankfully, there was a shoulder just a few meters away.

Lee Know stopped the car and Hyunjin opened the door to his side and sat at the edge of the seat.

You grabbed a bottle of water and went to his side. Before giving it to him you poured some of it on his nape, to try to relieve some of the heat.

- Here, drink some.

- Thanks.

He gladly accepted the bottle and took small sips, paying attention to the cool sensation as it went down his throat. He was thirsty and he wanted to chug down that entire bottle but he knew better that if he did that, he was gonna throw up.

- Feeling better?

You said putting a cold cloth on his nape and massaging it.

- Not really. I still feel nauseous...

- I think you're a bit carsick and the heat isn't helping.

You said as you continued to massage his nape.

- Maybe...

He kept his head up and eyes shut as he tried to take deep breaths and cool down a bit with the cold cloth on his neck. When he looked down again, it was as if there were waves drawn on it.

- Do you think you're okay to go back to the car?

Lee Know said getting close to Hyunjin and pressing his shoulder.

- No... just give me a minute...I still feel lightheaded...

- Okay. Take your time.

Lee Know stepped away to call Chan and tell them their situation.

- Hyung?

- Minho? Is everything okay?

- Not really. I mean, we had to stop for a few minutes because Hyunjin started to feel unwell.

- Is he okay? What happened?

- He said he felt dizzy and nauseous. We think he's carsick and maybe the heat is making it worse.

- Okay. There's a rest area a few kilometers ahead, we'll meet you there. No need to rush.

- Okay, hyung. Bye.

Minho got back to you to tell you what they were going to do.

- I called Chan-hyung and he said that there's a rest area ahead and we'll meet there.

- Okay.

You were still by Hyunjin's side, massaging his nape and fanning him, trying to provide some sort of comfort from the heat.

- Babe, do you think you're okay now?

- Yeah, I guess so.

- Okay, come on.

You helped him up slowly making sure he wouldn't feel dizzy. You held his arm firmly, in case something happened.

- You good?

- Yeah. Felix, can you switch seats with me?

- Of course. It'll help with the carsickness, right?

- Hopefully. Thank you.

You all got back in the car with Hyunjin now sitting in the front with Lee Know and Felix and you in the backseat.

Sitting in the front, looking at the road ahead, did help with his nausea a bit, he wanted to believe it was just carsickness but deep down he knew it was the case. His head was throbbing but he was too afraid to take any medicine now and throwing up right after. He just stayed with his sunglasses on and tried to focus on the road and also not die of heat inside that car.

In about 1h30 you reached the rest area and met with the others.

- Here we are. Let's get inside the store, it might be cooler there.

You got out, relieved to be out of that burning hot car.

Hyunjin was still feeling nauseous, not as strong as before but it was still there and he was scared to move and worsen, his headache or feel dizzy again. But at the same time, the car was too hot and that was making him feel even worse than what he already did.

He opened the door to his side and took a deep breath before getting out. He stood up slowly and leaned on the car for a few seconds before walking to the store.

- Are you still feeling dizzy?

- Just a bit...

- Let's go, I'll hold you if anything happens.

You said smiling and wrapping your arms around his waist.

Just like Lee Know said, the store was cooler and they had a nice bistro with delicious snacks.

You ordered an iced latte and a slice of cake, while Hyunjin's stomach twisted at the smell of the coffee and the sight of food, it took everything in his power to surpass a gag.

- Honey, do you want something?

- No...I'm not that hungry.

- At least get a popsicle then, to help with this god-forsaken heat.

- I'll do that.

He wasn't sure if that was a good idea or not, but he was feeling as if he was boiling so he bought a watermelon-flavored one, that much to his surprise wasn't as sweet so it settled well with his stomach.

- Is it tasty?

- Hm! It's not too sweet! Do you want some?

- Just a bite.

That was the first moment of this trip that Hyunjin enjoyed so far. For a brief minute, everything he was feeling was gone and he just enjoyed that little moment with you.

Everyone finished their meals, went to the bathroom, and then back to the cars.

Just like agreed earlier, you were driving to the summer house.

Hyunjin sat on the front, to prevent that awful nausea from coming back and Lee Know and Felix were in the backseat.

The ride was not as cheerful as the beginning because the heat was practically unbearable and not even the AC was enough and they had little fans as well, you were all close to ducking your head inside the cooler.

Hyunjin kept his eyes focused on the road as his nausea started to build up again, his stomach gurgled and sent an air bubble up his throat, he brought his hand to his mouth to surpass what ended up being a wet burp, and it almost made him gag.

- Hey, babe, are you alright?

You said putting your hands on his leg.

- Yeah, I mean, the nausea is still lingering around...

He answered grabbing your hand and squeezing it. You squeezed it back reassuring him you were there.

- Do you want us to pull over again?

- No...I don't think so...

- Babe, it's okay if we stop again if you're feeling carsick...

- No, I'm fine...I just feel awful and I wanna rest.

You were a bit taken aback by how he said that but you just brushed it off as him being uncomfortable with the heat and getting irritated.

The last half of the road trip was a lot quieter compared to the first one. The radio was on, but barely audible, Felix had fallen asleep, Lee Know was on his phone and Hyunjin kept his hands on his head, starting to throb in pain.

In about an hour, you arrived at the vacation house. It was just an hour, but to Hyunjin felt like three.

He kept his eyes closed for the rest of the trip and when he opened them again, he felt a little dizzy, taking in all the information.

You got out of the car first and went to help Felix and Lee Know to take the bags from the trunk.

Hyunjin stepped out of the car and leaned on it for a while, both hands on his knees for support, as his head spun from the movement and his stomach flipped.

- Hey, Hyunjin-ah, are you okay?

Lee Know asked as he passed by the younger boy to get more stuff out of the car.

- I felt lightheaded and nauseous...

- It's just the carsickness, you'll feel better in a while.

- Yeah...

Hyunjin took deep breaths and made sure he wasn't going to pass out before walking to the house.

Entering the house, everyone was amazed by how beautiful and cozy it was. It had a cooling system, which meant it felt heavenly inside and there was a huge pool outside, just waiting for them.

They went to their rooms just to open their bags and put on swimsuits and jump right into the pool.

You went to your and Hyunjin's bedroom and also wore your swimsuit and got to the pool area.

- Babe, you're not coming?

- Hm? Go ahead, I'll go to the bathroom first.

- Okay.

You left and met with the others at the pool, and they had already started a barbecue. Chan was grilling the meat while the others played in the pool, so you decided to help Chan for a while making some fresh drinks for everyone.

After a few minutes, Hyunjin also came down to the pool and lay down on the sun lounger.

- Hey honey, is everything okay?

- Yeah. And you, are enjoying the pool?

- Not yet, I'm helping Chan with the food. Let me help you put on sunscreen.

You sat behind him on the lounger and applied sunscreen on his back, the cool sensation from the lotion felt amazing on his skin, and your touch helped him feel a little bit better. You asked him to turn around and applied it on his face, he scrunched his nose making the cutest expression and you cupped his face in your hands and kissed him.

- Why are you so cute?

- I just am.

He said giggling and kissing you back. Seeing that you thought that he was just carsick and was now feeling better. And Hyunjin also thought the same so he decided to enjoy the time outside.

He didn't go into the pool because, apart from being afraid of getting sick, he felt drained from the trip, so he stayed on the lounger, just enjoying the cool wind.

You got into the pool and played with the boys a little, and it made Hyunjin happy to see you having fun. He was feeling bad but seeing you happy made him happy as well.

When Chan was done grilling the meat, he called the boys to eat before going into the pool again.

You sat with Hyunjin on the lounger after grabbing a plate.

- Honey, you're not gonna eat?

- I'm not that hungry...

- Just a little bite? The meat is delicious, you'll like it.

You said smiling and pointing the meat towards his mouth. Hyunjin didn't want to eat anything but he didn't want you to be sad, after asking so cutely. He started to chew and immediately regretted accepting the bite, the meat was rather chewy, which usually he wouldn't mind, but today that was setting his stomach off. Each chew was a challenge, the meat was losing its taste in his mouth but he couldn't swallow. When he finally managed, he prayed that he didn't gag or get nauseous and that prayer was heard.

After 40 minutes, everyone was back in the pook and now Lee Know was in charge of the meat, while Chan got to have fun with the kids.

Hyunjin was still in the lounge, enjoying the sunlight as he watched you play in the pool. But the smell of the barbecue was starting to get too much and each breath in made his stomach twist, nausea building up intensely.

He was able to suppress a gag and got up from his place.

- Hyung, I don't feel good. I'm feeling nauseous, I'm gonna go inside.

Hyunjin said putting a hand on his stomach.

- Okay. Try to rest a little, maybe you're still feeling unwell from the car ride.

Hyunjin went up to your bedroom to rest.

He found some Dramin pills and took them to see if they'd help with that horrible nausea and lay down on the bed.

In the beginning, he couldn't get comfortable because of how hot it was even with the ac on and straight on him. He tried to scroll through his phone to distract himself but the migraine just kept getting worse and the brightness from the phone screen was making his eyes sting.

He put his phone to the side and just shut his eyes and tried to focus on his breathing to see if he could relax a bit and also help with the nausea. Within a few minutes, he was fast asleep.

Back in the pool, the boys were asking where Hyunjin was since they were too focused on the game before and didn't notice him leaving.

- Lee Know-hyung, where is Hyunjin?

- He went back to his bedroom, and he said he was still feeling nauseous. I think he is still a bit car sick.

The boys were a little worried but they all thought it was just carsickness so they imagined that some rest should make him feel better.

You went back inside to check on him and went up to your bedroom. You found him sleeping soundly, so you tip-toed yourself into the room, closed the curtain, and left. Thankfully, he didn't even flinch.

You went back to the pool with the boys and told them he was sleeping and they were relieved to see that he was getting better from the ride.

You decided to let Hyunjin rest and enjoyed the pool for the rest of the day with the other members.

Hyunjin slept soundly for about 3 hours, he didn't move an inch from his initial position in bed.

When he woke up, he noticed the curtains had been closed and the room felt a lot more cozy that way. It was a feeling he wanted to enjoy but his body had other plans.

His stomach was still gurgling and turning and his head was pounding, he felt like there was a tsunami inside his stomach and someone hammering his head. He cursed under his breath that the medicine only made him sleep, but didn't work with the nausea, even though it was a medication for nausea, and now he was starting to panic

"If this isn't working, then what am I gonna take?"

He thought to himself as the nausea kept growing stronger. He carefully lay on his back, as his stomach revolted.

The movement, as minimum as it was, made his head throb and he felt dizzy, he covered his eyes with one arm and rested his other hand on his stomach, as he swallowed the thick saliva that filled his mouth.

His stomach kept doing flips and sloshing the little amount he ate during the day around, he felt it wanting to go up his throat so he started to swallow convulsively.

He kept on swallowing thick saliva, while his hand gripped the fabric of his shirt tightly in an attempt to control what he was feeling.

He repeated the pattern until his mouth went numb and the nausea finally subsided. He felt relief wash over his body, but his head still throbbed, not giving him a break, and he kept his eyes shut, not daring to open them and worsen his already killer migraine.

He grew exhausted from the whole process of controlling his nausea and dealing with his migraine without medication that he fell asleep again without notice. And like that, he stayed until noon.

After playing in the pool the whole day, everyone was ready for a well-deserved bath to have dinner and hit the bed.

While the others went to their rooms to take their showers, you went to your bedroom to wake Hyunjin up.

When you entered the room, he was sleeping like a baby, and you didn't want to wake him up but he needed to take a bath and eat something.

You carefully approached him and sat on the bed beside him, and gently caressed his arm, not to startle him awake.

- Honey, wake up...

You said softly.

- Hm? Babe? What time is it?

He said barely opening his eyes, voice raspy.

- About 7 PM. Are you okay?

- Not really... I took a Dramin pill earlier thinking it would help with the nausea but it just made me sleep. I still feel nauseous and my migraine is killing me...

- Oh babe, I'm sure you're just tired from the ride and the weather. Why don't you take a shower so we can head down and have dinner?

- I will...

He took your advice and went to the bathroom to take a shower, while you organized your bags.

Hyunjin was feeling awful, the nausea just wouldn't go away, and his head was throbbing to the point where he was considering keeping his eyes shut the whole time. He thought maybe a shower would make him feel at least, less hot and less icky.

He took a rather cold shower, considering how hot it was outside, but the low temperature of the water was making his head pound again. He felt as if someone was squeezing his head on both sides and that made him incredibly dizzy, his vision got blurred so he sat down, afraid of passing out.

He took deep breaths to make sure he wasn't feeling lightheaded before standing up again.

When he was up on his feet again, his stomach gurgled, as if telling him that staying sit would've been a wiser choice.

He took deep breaths once again and finished his bath before anything could happen.

When he entered the shower he was hoping it would be a refreshing one, that would help him relax but he got out still feeling miserable, and it didn't help with the heat as well. He put on some light clothes and went to the bedroom.

You entered the shower right after him and he sat on the bed, too afraid to lay down and feel even more nauseous.

You two headed downstairs for dinner, and the boys had already cooked a delicious summer meal with cold drinks.

You sat beside Hyunjin at the table and put on your plate.

He hesitantly grabbed a few things that looked like would settle down well and put on his plate.

You were chatting about the day and how exhausted you were from the road trip, planning what to do the next day, etc.

Hyunjin was rather quiet throughout, eating slowly. He took small amounts and was chewing slowly, every bite made his stomach gurgle, and swallowing the food was a challenge.

After one more bite, he felt his stomach act up a little more so he put his chopsticks down and sat back on his chair.

- Are you done, love?

- Yeah...I'm not that hungry...

- Okay, sweetie.

You said kissing him on the cheek.

You finished eating and helped the others organize the table and do the dishes while Hyunjin just sat on the couch, waiting for you.

You went to the living room with the others and sat beside him.

- Babe, can I lay on your lap? I feel dizzy...

- Really? Of course, honey. Come here.

You said tapping on your legs.

He lay down and you started to stroke his hair and his arm.

The tv was on, everyone was dozing off every once in a while, and you continued to play with Hyunjin's hair. He seemed comfortable from your point of view, but in reality, he was feeling miserable.

As he lay on your lap, his dizziness wasn't quite going away, even though he was lying down, the room was spinning as if he was standing up, not even keeping his eyes closed was helping. His whole body felt weird because he kept switching between feeling cold and hot, but he didn't have a fever.

And the turmoil in his stomach was growing stronger by the second. He could feel its content sloshing around and threatening to make its way up.

He felt something creeping up his chest and his mouth flooded with saliva, he did his best to swallow it down without moving from your lap as he was afraid that any movement would just make him vomit. He squeezed his hands as he swallowed convulsively until his mouth felt numb.

At first, it worked, but moments later he felt it again, only this time his mouth wasn't filled with saliva. He felt an air bubble coming up, it made him feel choked so he decided to burp.

But his body sent him no warning of what was coming.

As soon as he burped, vomit gushed out getting on you and on the floor, startling everyone, including himself.

- Oh my god! Babe!

You said as he quickly got up from your lap as another violent stream made its way out, and you barely had time to hold his hair.

- Get a bucket and clean cloths! Oh babe, it's okay, just let it out.

He kept his head down as you held his hair and rubbed his back.

He spat out thick saliva and barely had a moment to breathe before another wave hit the bucket that one of the boys thankfully got in time.

Everyone was shocked by the sudden situation unfolding in front of them.

You kept rubbing his back as another wave ripped through him, making him arch his back and sway forward.

- Oh babe, you're doing good.

You reassured him as the boys went to get water for Hyunjin and cloths to clean up the mess.

He stopped for a moment and only spat out saliva before going silent.

You tied his hair and massaged his nape while your other hand grabbed his.

- Hyunjin? Babe? Talk to me.

He just kept his head down, completely silent, it was as if the whole world had lost its sounds.

- Babe? Look at me. Hey, look at me.

You said as you gently lifted his face only to see tears flowing down his cheeks.

- Honey! What's wrong? Why are you crying?

He just turned the other way as he brought a hand to wipe off the tears from his eyes.

At this point, you were getting seriously worried about what was wrong with him.

- Hyunjin, please. Baby, please, look at me. What's going on?

He looked at you teary-eyed before he actually managed to speak.

- I feel frustrated! I've been telling you that I felt sick since morning and none of you cared!

Everyone's heart sunk to their stomachs.

- I told you I had a migraine and that I felt nauseous all day but you kept insisting that it was carsickness or just nerves from the trip. You didn't bother to think that it could've been something else.

None of you knew how to react to what was happening in front of you. You didn't know what to say to comfort the poor boy crying in front of you. You felt guilty for not paying enough attention, you felt guilty for brushing him off the entire day, you felt guilty.

- I'm so sorry. I'm deeply sorry, honey. I honestly thought it'd just go away. I'm so sorry.

You said almost in tears yourself.

- Hyunjin-ah, I'm sorry for not noticing and for not helping you. I'm really sorry.

Chan said kneeling in front of him, resting his hand on one of Hyunjin's knees.

Hyunjin just ducked his head again, crying harder and sobbing. You wrapped your arms around him and embraced him, trying to calm him down.

- I'm right here, love. I'm so sorry. Please, stop crying. You're gonna make yourself feel sick again.

The more he cried, the more he felt nauseous as he kept swallowing saliva. He didn't have time to escape from your embrace before his stomach sent its content rapidly up his throat.

He gagged as a thick stream of vomit gushed out of his mouth onto your lap, soiling both your clothes.

- Oh my god!

The boys exclaimed as they scattered around to grab more cloths for you and Hyunjin.

- I-I'm sorry-

Hyunjin said between sobs and hiccups before another wave ripped through him but this time he was able to get the bucket in time.

- It's okay, babe. Don't worry. Just get everything out.

The boys handed you a cloth so you could wipe off most of the mess while Hyunjin continued to throw up next to you.

You kept rubbing his back and giving him little kisses, trying to give him some comfort.

He gagged wetly one last time but only bile and thick saliva came out, indicating his stomach was empty.

Chan came back with a bottle of cold water so Hyunjin could rinse his mouth and get rid of that putrid taste in his mouth.

- Honey, how are you feeling?

- Gross...and my migraine is worse than before...I feel lightheaded.

- Okay. Why don't we go take a shower? Sounds good to you?

- Yeah...

- Can you stand?

- No, I feel like I'm gonna pass out...

Chan made his way to Hyunjin and put one of his arms across his shoulder while his other arm wrapped around the younger boy's waist.

- Hyung will take you to the bathroom, okay? We'll go slowly so you won't get dizzy, alright?

- Hmm

Hyunjin barely had his eyes open because of how much his head was pounding.

- Y/n, go take your shower. We'll take care of him.

- Thank you, guys.

Chan made his way up with Hyunjin, while you went to your bedroom to take a shower as well and the other boys proceeded to clean the living room.

Chan thanked heavens this house had bathtubs in the bathrooms or else it would be difficult for Hyunjin to shower in his condition.

- Hyunjin-ah, how are you feeling now?

- Dizzy...and tired...

- Okay. I will wash your hair for you, alright?

- Thanks, hyung...I'm sorry...

- No. We're the ones who should be apologizing for not taking your complaints seriously. I'm sorry. Get in the bathtub, the quicker we shower the quicker you'll get to rest.

- Okay...

Hyunjin sat down in the bathtub and Cham turned on the water, lukewarm, so as not to make him cold or make him feel even worse because of the heat outside.

- How's the water?

- Good...

Hyunjin said, voice raspy from the strain earlier.

Chan proceeded to wash his hair, very carefully and gave him a little massage to help with the migraine and relaxation as well.

- Hyung...

- Hm? What is it? Are you feeling sick again?

- No... Do you think y/n is mad at me?

- Why would they?

- Because I threw up on them and because of all the things I said...

- No. They are not. Y/n would never be mad at you for that. Just relax.

Hyunjin didn't know exactly what he was feeling, frustration because no one listened to him all day or anger because he didn't mean to act like that towards you and the members.

He covered his face, letting out a heavy sigh and a choked sob.

- Hey, hey. Stop that. It'll be okay, don't worry, alright? Do you trust me?

- Yes.

- Good. Now just relax.

Chan finished washing his hair and rising it and made sure the boy was okay to finish his shower alone.

- Are you feeling okay to be alone here?

- Yeah. I'm good.

- I'll be right outside, okay? If you start feeling unwell, just call me, alright? I won't close the door.

Chan went into the bedroom and stayed on the bed while Hyunjin finished showering.

A few minutes later, the sick boy came out looking flushed and tired.

- You good?

- Hhmm. My head hurts and I'm tired...

- Y/n is still showering so let me dry your hair.

Chan blow-dried Hyunjin's hair and applied one of the boy's favorite products to make it look healthy, especially given the fact that it was pink.

Hyunjin thanked his hyung for the help and went to his bedroom.

He sat down at the edge of the bed and waited for you to come out of the shower.

You were met with a tired-looking boy with fluffy cotton candy pink colored hair sitting on the bed, eyes puffy indicating that he'd been crying.

- Hey, honey. Did you manage to take a shower?

You said softly, placing the towel on the chair and sitting beside him.

- Yes...Chan hyung helped me...

- Are you feeling a little better?

- Not really...babe, I'm sorry for the way I acted earlier...

- There's no need to apologize, honey. I'm the one who should be sorry for brushing you off the whole day. I'm sorry.

You said, tucking his hair behind his ear to get a closer look at his face before kissing him and pulling him into your embrace.

He hugged you back, burying his head in your chest.

- Honey, do you think you can stomach a light smoothie? Just so you can take something for your migraine?

- Maybe... I don't know...

- I'll put very little sugar in it.

- Okay

You went downstairs to make him the smoothie and went back up.

- Here.

- Thank you.

He took small sips, very carefully so as not to upset his stomach any further.

- Hmm! It tastes good! Thank you!

- Really?

- Yeah! It's not sweet but it tastes very good.

- I'm glad you liked it! And your stomach? Is it accepting it well?

- Yeah. I don't feel nauseous.

- Great! Do you think you can stomach some medicine?

- Yep.

You gave him some painkillers to help with his migraine and he gladly took them. And thankfully his stomach accepted them as well.

You two decided to watch some tv while he took his time to drink the smoothie as slowly as possible so as not to trigger his stomach.

After about an hour, he had already drunk the entire smoothie and was starting to get sleepy.

- Babe, how are you feeling?

- My stomach doesn't feel that nauseous and my head feels better.

He said giving you a cute smile.

- Thank god. Let's sleep, shall we? Come here.

You said opening your arms as he gladly lay his head to rest on your chest, you stroking his hair while he drifted off to sleep.

You were thankful that after such a tiring day for him, he managed to fall asleep without any more incidents.

The night went on smoothly, you could hear the crickets outside and the weather was cool and a little windy, much deserved after such a scorching day.

You woke up around 7 AM, the house was quiet, indicating that the other boys were still in deep sleep. During the night Hyunjij went to his side of the bed and you kept lightly stroking his hair throughout.

You looked to the side and he was still fast asleep, didn't even flinch when you moved a little in the bed. You thought that what happened yesterday was just a malaise and that he was okay. But you soon discovered that wasn't the case.

You went back to sleep but just a few minutes later Hyunjin jumped out of bed.

As he was sleeping he started to feel something revolting in his stomach, it grew from an uneasiness to an unbearable nausea that just kept growing. He felt the hot liquid coming up his chest making him gag, he put a hand on his mouth and darted off the bed startling you.

He barely had time to reach the toilet as a strong wave of vomit ripped through his body hitting the edges of the toilet as well the bathroom floor.

You jumped from the bed and followed him to the bathroom, just in time to see the mess unfold before your eyes.

- Oh god. It's okay, it's okay.

You ran to his side and held his hair for him as he lurched forward as another strong thick wave of pale vomit gushed out of his mouth hitting the toilet water with a sickening sound.

- Oh, babe. I'm right here.

You rubbed his back in circles while your other hand kept holding his hair.

Another wave arched his back making him cough because of the strain and made him sway forward, almost losing his balance.

You guided him to kneel down and once he was safe on the ground you went to get a hair tie.

- I'm back honey, let me tie your hair. Let me flush this as well, it's a mess.

After flushing, you kneeled down next to him and kept rubbing his back as he rested his head on his arm.

- B-babe...I feel awful...

- Oh honey...I know... it'll be better once everything is out.

As if on cue his stomach gurgled making him retch and face the toilet again before another stream came out. He barely had time to breathe as another stronger wave forced its way out, coming out of his nose as well. You kept rubbing his back up and down and giving it some light taps.

- Oh my poor boy.

You said as you got some toilet paper and helped him blow his nose, so some of the content and stench came out before making him feel sick again.

He turned his head to the toilet one more time as a stream of bile came out and after that, he was left spitting out saliva and gagging unproductively.

- Honey, I don't think there's anything left for you to throw up. Let's lean back a bit.

You flushed the toilet and helped him lean his weight on your chest. You kept rubbing his stomach and drawing patterns on his hand to help him calm down.

- Babe, how are you feeling?

- Exhausted...

- Do you think you can stand up to rinse your mouth?

- No...I feel dizzy...

- Okay, I'll get a glass for you.

You brought a glass full of water to rinse his mouth and he did so and then spat out in the toilet.

A few moments later, someone knocked on the door, it was Minho.

- Hey. Are you guys okay?

- Not really. Hyunjin threw up a lot just now.

- I woke up and noticed you weren't on the bed and I heard some noises so I came here to check.

- He was fine last night before we went to sleep. He slept well but then he jolted out of bed and got really sick. He even feels a little feverish.

- Let me help you guys to the bedroom. Hyunjin-ah, can you stand?

- No, hyung...I don't have any strength...

- Okay, hyung will help you, okay?

Minho placed his arms underneath Hyunjin's and slowly helps him up to his feet. Once standing, the older kept holding him until he felt grounded, you also by his side supporting some of his weight.

- Hyunjin-ah, do you feel faint?

- Just a little bit...hold on a minute...

He said blinking his eyes, trying to focus his vision and feel the ground steady underneath his feet.

- Are you good? Let's try to walk a little, and see if you feel faint again.

Minho helped Hyunjin walk but after 4 steps he felt his stomach flip again and hot liquid coming up his throat.

- Hold on...I'm gonna throw up again...

- Okay.

Minho turned around so Hyunjin was facing the sink, since in this condition kneeling him down again to stand up later would just make him feel dizzier and dizzier.

The young boy grabbed the edges of the sink and ducked his head as he proceeded to throw up one more time. Minho and you stayed by his side, holding him to make sure he wouldn't fall and rubbing his back for comfort. Given the ordeal from a few minutes ago, there wasn't much left for him to throw up.

You helped him rinse his mouth once again and wiped it with some clean cloth.

-Think we can go to the bedroom now?

- Hm.

He just nodded, he was too tired after everything that happened since they arrived at the house. Almost too tired, he didn't have any strength left in his body to even move and he felt like he was starting to get a fever.

- Hyung...babe...my body feels heavy...

- Are you gonna pass out?

- I don't know...

He just wanted to lay down and hopefully sleep again.

- Hyung will carry you, okay? Are you okay with that?

- Yes...

Minho proceeded to carry Hyunjin to your bedroom, really carefully so as not to make him feel nauseous again.

He gently settled the young boy on the bed.

- Rest now. Y/n, I'ĺl go to the drug store in a bit to get some things for him, okay?

- Thanks, Minho.

- Thanks, hyung...

Hyunjin said as he lay down and put a light cover on top of him.

You grabbed a bucket and placed it close to him, in case anything happened again, and lay down close to him.

- how are you feeling?

- exhausted...

- and your migraine? And your stomach?

- my migraine is killing me now, it's pounding like it's being hammered from the inside... my stomach just feels weird, not nauseous...

- Do you want to take anything for the migraine?

- no...I'm afraid I'll just vomit again...

- Oh honey...come here.

You opened your arms inviting him to come closer to you. You gave him an eye mask to help with the migraine and embraced him as he rest his head on your chest.

- I'm sorry for worrying you...

- Dont. Just try to relax a little, okay? I love you, honey.

- I love you too.

He said as he buried his head even more in your chest.

As you stroke his hair and drew patterns on his hand, he focused on your breathing and your heartbeat.

They were steady and calm, and he focused all his mind on those rhythms. They made him feel grounded and safe. He started to follow those rhythms until his breathing and his heartbeat matched yours, and when you noticed, he'd fallen asleep.

You gave him a light kiss on the top of his head, before continuing to stroke his hair and he didn't move an inch. You were grateful that he had finally managed to sleep and his expression looked peaceful.

Thankfully in a matter of minutes, it started to rain. The image of the rain, along with the sound of nature outside, rain pouring, leaves rattling, and raindrops hitting the window glass, that was all that all of you needed to take a proper rest.

The whole house was completely silent, everyone was sleeping, enjoying that moment of peace.

You were thankful for the rain and happy that the house was silent because it meant that these hardworking boys, whom you love so much, were finally resting well.

#emeto #sickfic #whump #kpop sickfic #kpop emeto #stray kids emeto #stray kids sickfic #skz emeto #hyunjin emeto #hyunjin sickfic #hyunjin x reader #bang chan x reader #lee know x reader #changbin x reader #felix x reader #jisung x reader #jeongin x reader #seungmin x reader #skz sickfic #skz fluff #skz angst #skz fanfic #skz x reader #skz x y/n

[fandom-junk-drawer]

The Witcher Headcanon - Regrets

Everyone does something or has done something that they regret. Even Geralt. He has plenty of memories that randomly rise to the surface of his mind late at night, and bob there, their bloated, decaying corpses reeking of regret and keeping him awake. His mind is a veritable swamp of regrets because when you live as long as a Witcher, you end up collecting quite a few.

Geralt can be almost asleep, and his brain will just go, "It's 2am, let's take a trip down memory lane!" And then it will go poke at one of the rotting corpses.

Tonight it picked the puffed up remains of his most recent debacle.

Geralt had made the mistake of getting into a fight with Yennefer. He and Jaskier were staying at her Manor, and he had been irritable. Contracts had been scarce, and he had been spreading the sh*t mood around with a shovel.

They got into an argument, and he'd said something to her that really rubbed her the wrong way. She'd stormed out.

Jaskier tried to talk to her, but she kept brushing him off. He knew it had something to do with Geralt. He and Yennefer had been at each other's throats for days, thanks to Geralt's bad mood.

Jaskier finally got Yennefer to talk to him, by kneeling right in front of her in the hallway and holding the hem of her skirt in his hands. He gave her his best Puppy Eyes.

Not the f***ing soft eyes...with the eyeliner... Fine.

Yennefer had told him the whole story.

Jaskier had taken offense. Oh h*ll to the no! Geralt had just crossed The Line. No one insulted Yen like that. That was his job! If Yennefer wasn't going to do anything about it, he would!

"Do you want me to handle it?"

"Like you would listen if I said no!"

Yennefer basically turned her feral Frienemy loose on Geralt. And she didn't even feel the least bit guilty.

Jaskier could be extremely annoying when he chose to be, and he was going to annoy the f**k out of Geralt on Yennefer's behalf.

He started out with the one thing that all introverts hate: Incessant talking.

He would sing all his best bawdy songs. Loudly.

He followed Geralt around, keeping up a constant stream of chatter.

Geralt, did you know music theory is similar to mathematics? Here, let me explain...

Geralt, has anyone ever told you that you need to get out more and push yourself out of your comfort zone?

Geralt, did I ever tell you about this one night I spent with the in-keeper's daughter!

Isn't the weather nice?

You need to cheer up! Stop being so serious!

Are you mad? You look mad...

He went with some good old-fashioned passive aggressiveness next.

He hung Geralt's clothes out to dry on the wash line in a way that their shadows spelled out the word 'tw*t'.

He followed Geralt around with his lute, making up songs documenting whatever it was that Geralt was doing at the moment, and randomly throwing in the highest pitched discordant notes he could and watching Geralt wince.

He would walk into Geralt's room and just stand there silently looking at him, then knock something over and walk out, leaving the door wide open.

He completely stopped talking to him after Geralt had told him to shut up. Geralt had been relieved at first, but grew more and more frustrated as Jaskier refused to talk to him. Jaskier went about his day, speaking not a word to Geralt, but happily conversing with Yennefer, who now appeared to be his best friend.

They sat together, talked together, and Jaskier would entertain her with jokes and stories, and songs. He would gently tease her, play-arguing with her like he always did, and would practically crawl into her lap, whining in that godsawful needy way that he knew would annoy Geralt.

Jaskier then mixed being deliberately obtuse. And oh, how fun that had been!

"No, I can't see if Yen is outside."

"Well, I mean, there is a wall in the way, Geralt."

"I don't see how getting up will make it easier to see through the wall, but I guess I'll give it a try."

"No, I still can't see through it."

Geralt's eye had started twitching.

Then he moved on to malicious compliance.

The look on Geralt's face after he'd told Jaskier to 'b*gger off", and Jaskier just started doing it right there in front of him! Geralt had never, in his life, regretted p*ssing off Yennefer more.

"Alright, I'll f***ing appologize to Yen!"

#the witcher #the witcher headcanon #the witcher netflix #twn #geralt of rivia #geralt #jaskier #julian alfred pankratz #yennefer #yennefer of vengerberg #geraskier #geraskifer #geraskefer #yenskier #yennskier #yennaskier #yenneskier #regrets headcanon

[soulmatebracket]

Soulmate Bracket: Round 1 [Side A — Part V]

Provided reasoning under cut:

Wei Wuxian & Lan Wangji

They are canonically called soulmates!! In the live action this is platonic due to censorship and in the book it is romantic but the term actually used is zhiji (知己) of which soulmate is the closest english translation but is more literally like. the mirror to your soul. your own self in another person. i am not good with translations only wei wuxian dies but lan wangji mourns him for thirteen years (despite wwx being hated and despised by the world) because he can never love another. when wwx is brought back he recognises him instantly despite being in someone else’s body. they literally would find each other in any time or place

Oh boy. Ok. They're not explicitly called "soulmates" in the show/book but Netflix does use that categorization in its description of "The Untamed". Nor are either of them technically reincarnated BUT Wei Wuxian does get resurrected in another man's body through some shady necromancy, which is pretty darn close. They've got a fascinating relationship journey (basically enemies/rivals to lovers) Mr. Follow-All-Rules-To-The-Letter Lan Wangji meets Mr. Break-All-The-Rules-In-The-Name-Of-Fun-And-Showing-Off Wei Wuxian at teenage exorcist summer camp, they go through some sh*t, Wei Wuxian dies, Lan Wangji spends over a decade trying to find any sign of his lost soulmate while raising his adopted kid, then the shady necromancy happens and Lan Wangji IMMEDIATELY clocks that this guy simultaneously solving exorcist issues using slightly questionable means and causing shenanigans is Wei Wuxian. He might be in a different body pretending to be another crazy man, but HE KNOWS it's his guy because he acts the same and he knows the secret love song Wangji wrote for Wuxian that he shared one time in a cave during one of their near-death bonding experiences. Then history starts kind of repeating itself, only this time they stick together and make sure EVERYONE knows that they've got each others' backs, and they are absolutely legendary. Also Wei Wuxian is INCREDIBLY dense and it takes him just about until the end of the story to realize they're both gay and in love. They're complex and fascinating and tied to each other by the red string of fate so tightly that they are incomplete without each other. That's destiny, baby. They're soulmates, always and forever. (Possibly literally as the proper practice of exorcism (called "cultivation" in this world) can lead to immortality, and you know Mr. Follow-All-Rules-To-The-Letter Lan Wangji has the potential, and he will drag his guy along with him so they are never separated again.)

Okay so I feel like it could be argued if they count but the Netflix description of the show calls them soulmates and WWX *did* get reincarnated and then almost immediately run into LWJ who had been mourning him for 16 years. LWJ composed a little musical theme for them that ties them together and WWX playing it on a super out of tune flute is what let LWJ fully recognize him. Their magic which comes from their souls is very compatible and neither of them have ever been normal about each other in their life even though WWX spent a long time being extremely dumb and repressed about his very gay feelings (they are romantic soulmates, just takes them a bit to get there). Big "you and me against the world" vibes once WWX becomes the number 1 wanted guy in the entire universe due to dabbling in dark magic even though WWX was like "lan zhan if someone has to kill me i want it to be you" (LWJ did *not* want it to be him and did his very best to keep WWX alive even though it meant betraying his clan and the world as a whole). They got fake married as teens back when LWJ didn't even like WWX. There are multiple moments where they parallel other soulmates/soulmate-coded characters (song lan and xiao xingchen, baoshen sanren and lan an). They're the only two characters who get to be happy at the immediate end of the story and that's because both of them being alive and together and getting to wander around fighting monsters and playing music and being grossly in love is all that they both need.

Utena Tenjou & Anthy Himemiya

[SPOILERS] at the end of the series, it is revealed that they weren’t living in the real world this entire time. Utena was sent somewhere else. Anthy goes to find her in the movie, and Utena has lost all of her memories of Anthy in that world. At the end of the movie, they end up escaping to the real world

Utena falls in love with Anthy on first sight and makes sure she becomes her prince without even remembering who she is. They're stuck in a timeloop and eventually find themselves together near the end escaping from the horrors theyre trapped in. (Spoilers kinda) Anthy is hinted to have came back to life after being burned st the stake for being seen as a witch so the reincarnation exists,,,(they're in love your honor vote for my silly sapphics)

Every version of RGU is the narrative repeating itself. Devouring itself again. The serpent eating its own tail. Utena fights for Anthy again and again. Anthy betrays Utena, or lies to Utena, or cannot save the both of them quick enough. Anthy escapes, or they both escape, or they both get trapped again, and the story repeats, and Utena is winning the hand of the rose bride, and Utena cannot escape the narrative. Each time the story is told again Utena cannot quite remember how she got here, but it gets more familiar each time. RGU is a time loop that the characters can hardly escape. In every version, Anthy and Utena find each other. Betray each other. Find each other, again.

#the untamed #mo dao zu shi #revolutionary girl utena #soulmatebracket #wei wuxian #lan wangji #wangxian #utena tenjou #anthy himemiya #utenanthy #id in alt text

[azurecrystalz]

[Translation] Spider / Epilogue

Backstage on the day of "ES Halloween" performances

Kohaku: Koh-koh-koh~! It's just a normal stage! So this is where the performance will be when we're up! It's not a scary haunted house!

Rinne: During rehearsals it was pretty tough. Since the stage is inside the haunted house, we needed to visit the haunted house while it was still up and running.

HiMERU: We ended up using the back entrance. As it turns out, the back of the haunted house isn't much different from the front since the current haunted house staff are on break in the waiting room.

Niki: Before, whenever you saw a ghost you'd scream really loud it could be heard from outside. But now I think you've really come far since your fists don't go crazy! You should really be proud of yourself, Kohaku-chan!

Kohaku: Sh-shut up!

Rinne: Well, it's okay. If something is scary then it's scary. What's really horrifying is the inability to feel anymore, whether is fear, pain, sadness, loneliness. When you can scream loud when you run into something you hate, that's proof right there that your heart's alive!

Kohaku: Hmph!

Niki: Rinne-kun says some wise things sometimes, right? Whenever that happens I can't help but think he's got some sort of doppelgänger or something.

Rinne: Niki-kyuuuun. Should I make that injury made with makeup look more real...?

Niki: Eh?! No thank you! I don't want that at all!

Rinne: I say things from poems and maxims* all the time. Don't go mocking me, Rinne-kun, the modern-day Goethe** okayyy?

HiMERU: That would be an insult to Goethe. You're like a parrot mimicking the same thing. The only thing Amagi ever talks about is pachinko, money, and gambling.

Rinne: Ah! Merumeru you're so meeeaaan! Isn't that going too far? Oop, shit. While we were too busy goofing off, it's almost time for the "unit" before us to go up! Alrighty, places everyone!

Kohaku: Wait just a minute!

Niki: ? Kohaku-chan, what's wrong?

Kohaku: ....When I say Halloween what do you think of?

Rinne: Ha? What do you mean?

Niki: Maybe pumpkins and sweets?

HiMERU: --Or perhaps costumes and it being the day before All Saints Day***?

Kohaku: Th-that's not it! That's not what I'm trying to say...ummm....Try this. What greeting do you say when you meet someone on Halloween?!

Rinne + Niki: You mean "Trick or Treat"?

Kohaku: ....Yeah. Take this.

HiMERU: --These are...? Cookies, aren't they?

Niki: Oh, these. Aren't these the ones we made together earlier?

Kohaku: I was really pissed at Rinne-han for making light of me, but everyone came along for my sake. So that's why I have to thank you, and I'll only say it once....everyone, thanks a lot.

HiMERU: .....

Niki: ......

Kohaku: What. Don't smile at me like that.

Rinne: Bwahaha....! Y-you're very welcome, Kohaku-chan...! Kukuku, aren't you just the cutest...fufu...

Kohaku: ......

Rinne: Oop! That's dangerous. Looks can kill more so than words right? If I laugh any harder than this, I might end up not being able to do any more shows after this one.

Kohaku: Alright! It's "Crazy:B"s turn! Halloween is today. So let's go out and enjoy ourselves!

Rinne: "'Trick or Treat!' Let's get this show moving or else I'll play a little trick on you!"

HiMERU: "Wouldn't that make it 'Trick or Enjoy'?"

Niki: "Well, that's fine. Today is a fun, fuuun Halloween. So let's not get too wrapped up in the details!"

Niki: "There's a bunch of thrilling events, but Halloween is the one that I love the most of them all!"

Kohaku: "By the way, Niki-han. Didn't you say you liked Halloween because you got a lot of sweets?"

Niki: "Fufun~ It's not only about that. Isn't Halloween a holiday that brings people worldwide together with just candy? In other words, it's an event that's the definition of love making the world go round!"

Kohaku: "I won't be snarky about it, but I don't have a clue what you mean by that. Just look at the audience too, they've all got the same blank look on their faces."

Kohaku: "Everyone, sorry about that. Today is Halloween isn't it? Today is the only day we get to go crazy and run around as spider-like ghosts, so we're just having a lii~iitle bit of fun. Today, we're going to ensnare you all and make you our prey. We are spider-like ghosts after all. We, 'Crazy:B', won't let you get away. Prepare yourselves....~"

Kohaku + Niki: ....~♪

Kohaku: Heyhey, Rinne-han. There's still some dust you missed here, so be careful.

Rinne: Riiiight. --This is so not fair! We were having such a great time during the live yesterday, so why the hell are me and Niki being bossed around by Kohaku-chan and being told to clean up!

Niki: Cleaning this place is my job, so the only one being made to do it is you, Rinne-kun.

HiMERU: --Amagi. Don't just plop the mop on the floor, it'll kick up dust.

Rinne: Merumeru! Why are you the only one that gets to sit by elegantly drinking Cola?! You're the only one not cleaning!

Kohaku: Fufu, obviously. I appreciate you going out of your way to help me out but...I gotta make sure I punish Rinne-han for making fun of me for laughs~

Rinne: There's no way I agree with this!

Kohaku: Move your hands instead of running your mouth. Or else. Do you want my fists instead of a game of punishment?

Rinne: I'll get rid of all the grime!

Niki: Oh how the tables have turned.

Kohaku: Heyhey. Hurry up and finish cleaning already so we can finish up our game of mahjong from last time. All four of us can play today. If one of our members can't play then it's not as good. Mahjong is best when played with four people, after all.

(*): Maxim - noun, "a short, pithy statement expressing a general truth or rule of conduct." Basically a principle or proverb.

(**): Off the top of my head Goethe is pretty much the German Shakespeare. Idk much about him but take that explanation until I look him up a bit more.

(***): A Christian holiday that occurs on Nov. 1st

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#enstars #enstars translation #crazyb #kohaku oukawa #niki shiina #rinne amagi #himeru #aurora tls

[majaloveschris]

Even if you were to believe the entire thing was real and this is a very loving relationship. Can you imagine the conversation they had AFTER. Anyone who wants to believe that this relationship is real cannot deny how incredibly toxic it seems. He hides her and the 'candid' moments together are so staged and strange . WHEN he is anywhere near her publicly,she seems to be following him around like a lost child,while he is either incognito or as far away as possible that people have to try and deduce fingers and toes in photos. Every move she makes dependant on him. And he won't be seen with her in anything career wise. If it's true that she was to be at the Comic con and he said No,then it makes sense why in one of the interviews he said how protective he is when it comes to Cap. This man has so many slips on how he feels about her I shudder to imagine, if it's real just how bad things are. He won't argue, he doesn't like being manipulated and obviously hates bad breath(I believe this was a dig at her and her smoking) He doesn't seem to even care about her financially. The way she's dressing and moving reveals that she pays for herself. The torn socks and recycled clothes are a big give away. It wouldn't matter,but the Man is a literal millionaire who pays for his friends and family with seemingly no problem. I think Jenny said that he would pay for her midnight Amazon finds of turtle neck tops(?)if I'm not wrong and how kind he was that it made her almost cry. Also, there are pics of him giving Minka money while they went grocery shopping. Even for the MiuMiu fashion event,he couldn't get her anything current. It can't be that expensive for him.

All these deliberate calculated moves and look how bad they are backfiring. How does your girl show up to support your movie but the highlight for you was you and your co-star who didn't seem too jazzed about it! AND THATS WHAT YOU POST.NOT THAT YOUR FOREVER LOVE WAS WITH YOU. I'm tempted to feel sorry for Alba, but i won't. The bare minimum that Chris does for her supposed career is what alot of people are missing. Esp those who believe she is his 'The One'.

Now rumors of her cheating are coming out and everyone is like 'she fumbled Captain America and the bag' She will be the one left holding the sh*t at the end of all this. No matter how 'real' or not this is. I'm very much team PR, but even if I were team real, I know for a fact that the moment he drops her, she will be buried so fast that we won't Remember she even existed. And his biggest fans will be the one to do it. They are banking on it. It will not surprise me , if he even reprises his Steve Rogers Cap even if it's just a cameo somewhere along the line for Marvel.

You summed up pretty well why this whole relationship is fake as hell. I would even say that the whole premiere thing was the bare minimum. He doesn't seem to have any type of love or even positive feelings for her. I, personally, wouldn't say the bad breath thing was specifically about her; we all know how obsessed he is with oral health, so I think he meant that just in general, but I get him; nobody likes bad breath.

I think I can imagine him going back to Marvel as Steve for a small cameo. I think that would be different than him going back as a main character, a protagonist.

#majaloveschris #chris and alba pr #cevans-love

[blvckqwz]

Are we still friends? (B.Blake / Reader)

TW: SUICIDE; SH; DEATH; BLOOD; ALCOHOL: ANGST

Bouncing off things and you don't know how you fall

Your power is drained, so you cannot go through walls

You're caught in this matrix, don't know where you play it

You hate it, it could be your favorite if you make it your friend

The sound of boots hitting the floor was the only thing audible in the dark halls of Arkadia as Bellamy returned his night patrol, mud and sweat caked in his messy dark curls that bounced on his forehead. Since Pike and the Farm Station arrived at Arkadia the patrols have been more exhausting, leaving him completely drained afterward. 

The metallic door in front of him opened with a small creak, the room behind it completely dark. But for Bellamy it was nothing new, no one was waiting for him to return home anymore. The room was a mess, so was he. Clothes and other stuff were covering the floor, the bed was unmade and empty bottles of cheap alcohol were lying on the table. 

The only thing that remained untouched were the two drawers that once belonged to her. Bellamy didn’t even dare to come near them, because even though they had been emptied a long time ago, it was the only proof that their relationship existed, even if it belonged to the past now. Bellamy took a big sip of alcohol, the burning sensation in his throat helping him forget her face, her voice, her love for him. 

I can't stop you, I can't rock too

I've been back there and I can not die too

But I've got to know

[two weeks before]

“Where have you been?” Y/N’s voice was like a sharp knife that hit Bellamy's chest as soon as he entered their room. It was already night, probably around 2 a.m., but she was still up, waiting for him. Bellamy avoided her gaze as the door closed behind him and kicked off his boots, not willing to reply to her question. 

“Answer me.” She hissed as she got up, “You were with Pike again, weren’t you?” 

Bellamy kept ignoring her as he walked around the room, pretending to be too busy to hear her. But he was too drunk to hide it, so his movements looked robotic and stiff. “Bellamy.” She called as she walked in front of him, grabbing his arms with her hands in an attempt to stop him from making more of a fool of himself than he already did. 

“I’ve stuff to do.” He quietly slurred as Y/N studied his face, his eyes wandering around to avoid her gaze. 

“Look at me.” She said, her voice now hoarse, “What is happening to you?”

As soon as Bellamy’s eyes met hers he broke down, crying like a kid as Y/N just held him tight, rubbing small circles on his back as she tried to calm him down. But the mix of alcohol and guilt was too strong to stop. “I don't know.” He kept murmuring, “I don’t know what’s happening.” 

Y/N reluctantly took a few steps back and looked at him, tears still spilling from his eyes. “You are scaring me Bell, I just want to help you.” 

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.” He mumbled as he placed a kiss on her hairline. “You know I love you right? That everything you do, I do it for you. You know that right?” He asked, his eyes burning in desperation. Y/N froze for a second, her voice shaky as she murmured a response, “Of course I know.” 

Bellamy was calming down, so she quickly put him to sleep. “Stay?” He murmured, the alcohol still in his system. So she stayed, like she always did, as she quietly watched his breath get steady, a hand lazily wrapped around her waist. But Y/N couldn’t sleep, no matter how much she wanted to. It was now clear that there was only one way out, if she wanted to sleep again. 

She had to break his already hurting heart to free hers.

Don't get green skin (green skin), keep contact (keep contact)

Don't say, "Goodbye, smell you later" (bye, later)

Nah, I can't

I don't want to end this season on a bad episode

Y/N’s eyes burned as she walked across the camp. She could feel everyone’s eyes glued on her as she tried to disappear under her coat. Pike’s army stood a few meters from her, their eyes fixed on her too as she walked inside the building. But there was one pair of eyes that hurt more than anyone else's put together. 

It had been a week since they broke up, but she still couldn’t even stand to be in the same room as him, disgust and despair coming up her throat everytime she heard his voice coming from the radio they listened to track Pike’s moves. She obviously took part in the “rebellion” as soon as she heard, not standing to stay crying in the empty room Kane gave her out of pity one second more. At frist no one was really sure if they could trust her since she had been the boy’s girlfriend until a few days ago, but as soon as they began to understand how much hate she felt for Pike and his men, they let her in. 

“Y/N!” A voice called from behind her, making her walk faster. “Y/N please, I just want to talk.” He kept begging, making her heart ache in pain. She tried her best to not think of him, to forget him. She even banned everyone around her to use his name, including herself. But life obviously had other plans. 

“Y/N.” Bellamy said as he grabbed her arm, making her swivel on herself to look at him. “Back off.” She snarled as she aggressively snatched her arm from his grip, cursing herself for finding his touch oddly comforting. 

“Y/N please.” He whispered as he grabbed her arm again, this time holding it lighterer, and taking her in a less crowded hallway. “What, are you ashamed to be seen with a scum like me?” She hissed as she looked up at him with angry eyes. “You know I don’t think you are a scum.”

“Yeah? Tell Pike that then.” She spat before turning around, “If you ever try to talk to me again I won't hesitate to hit you.” Bellamy followed her, “He knows. He knows all of it.” He called from behind her,  “He’s going to put you in jail Y/N, please let me help you.” 

Y/N froze for a second. “I don’t care. This place already is like a jail.” 

“Y/N please, can’t you see I’m doing all of this for you?” He said as he came closer. “That’s bullshit and you know it, you are only doing it for yourself.” 

“I’m doing this to protect you! I can’t lose you to the Grounders Y/N.” He insisted, tears rolling down his cheeks.

“I don’t need your protection. God, can’t you see that the only thing that I need to be protected from is you and your actions? You are leading us to a war.” She snapped, “Don’t you ever dare to come closer to me, coward.” 

And with that she was gone, leaving Bellamy standing there like a fool, his eyes full of tears and his mouth full of unsaid words.

Are we still friends?

Can we be friends?

Are we still friends?

I've got to kn-, know

“Any last words.” Although Pike’s words were firm, Y/N could hear the note of enjoyment behind them even from afar. He was having the time of his life, watching Lincoln getting executed, she thought as bile started rising up in her throat. 

He wasn’t getting away with this, it was a promise. Still she couldn’t help but shed some tears as her friend fell in a pool of his own blood, a bullet passing through his head. 

How could Bellamy be a part of this horror? How could the same boy who swore to protect her, to love her, put her through all this pain? Did he even ever love her? Or was it an act? How can you hurt someone you love so badly?

The least she could do was hoping he felt the pain that was gripping her heart so bad she barely could breath. 

If we can see each other

Shake your hand, say hi

Long ago, long ago, long ago

Bellamy’s lips were trembling as he lay down on the cold ground of the cave, his thoughts filled with just one person. She never left his mind, nor when he was awake nor when he was sleeping. She was always there, her hurt and disappointed face printed on his eyelids, haunting him everytime he closed his eyes. 

She could be dead by now thanks to him. Pike put her in jail, like he warned a few days before, and set the execution for that day. Was she dead already? Or were tears filling her eyes in fear in her last moments alive? Indra said they had a plan, but he didn’t feel as relieved as he should. Because if she was alive, would she ever be able to forgive him? 

He didn’t even know if he was able to forgive himself. The things he had done, the lives he ended and the ones he ruined will always haunt him, no matter what. He was a fool, she was right all along, but he couldn’t see it until now. 

Footsteps interrupted his thoughts and just for a brief moment he felt relief washing over him as he saw Y/N entering the cave. The relief was quick to die as soon as he noticed her expression, undried tears on her cheeks. But the fury that filled her eyes as they found Bellamy was what really scared the shit out of him. 

She hated him, he realized, and that was the worst pain he could even imagine.

Are we still friends? Are we still friends?

Are we still friends? Are we still friends?

Are we still friends? (Friends, friends)

I said, are we still friends? (Friends, friends)

Y/N could feel the awkwardness between her and the boy growing as they crossed the hallways, not a single word said. Honestly all she cared about was stopping A.L.I.E. before she wiped out the last shreds of joy she owned, so if it meant standing in a creepy looking place with one of the people she most resented, she was ready to make that sacrifice. 

However she wasn’t ready for the sad and pleading glances Bellamy kept shooting her, following her like a lost puppy. “We need to talk.” He tried to mask his fear with his deep voice, but the phrase came out as a shaky whisper. Y/N didn’t even bother to look at him, just walking past the boy as her eyes stayed fixed in front of her. “What do I have to do?” He asked, his voice full of regret as he grabbed her wrist and pulled her to him. “Do you really want to know?” She finally answered, her voice sounding dark. But Bellamy didn’t notice, how could he? He finally was getting his second chance. 

“I wish you died, it would be easier if you were dead.” She spoke, “So, if you really want to help die.” Bellamy’s eyes started to fill with tears as he opened his mouth. But the words just wouldn’t come out, so instead he just listened to her whispering something before disappearing around the corner.

“The Bellamy I once knew is dead anyway, you can follow him as well.”

Can't say goodbye (check it, ahh)

Can't say goodbye, goodbye (woo)

So he did as she said, he followed the man he once was. It was easy, people were already dying everyday. No one would even notice, he thought as the blade cut deeper in his flesh, crimson blood spilling all over the floor. 

He wanted to help, to make her life easier, so if it meant he had to give up his own life, then let it be it. He was happy if she was happy, even if he couldn’t be there watching her. After all the harm he has done it was the last he could do. He had lived a decent life after all, full of adventure. But now it was time to go. His friends didn’t need him anymore, his sister didn’t need him anymore and now not even his Y/N needed him anymore.

His only regret was not loving her enough. Well he did love her to the moon and back, more than anyone could possibly love, but is it really love if it hurts? Bellamy wasn’t so sure anymore. He did love her, just not in the right way. He just wished he told her more how much he loved her. 

Now it was too late, he thought with an exhausted sigh before pressing the blade harder, his eyelids already feeling heavy. What’s the point of being alive if there’s no love? 

It will all be over soon, he thought as his eyes finally closed, an empty sound filling the room.

Was that the noise a miserable life makes once he finally ends?

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while waiting for the next part of Home Again I felt right writing this because honestly I cant wait to write more about season 3. I will soon write a little bonus chapter too btw.

#bellamy x reader #bellamy blake #bellamy blake x reader #bellamy blake imagine #bellamy blake angst

[refiwrites]

can i request a jonathan byers x reader where the reader is having a bad anxiety day and jonathan just helps to calm her down-so like supper fluffy type sh!t lmaoo🫶😭

just in luck as im also feeling pretty shitty rn but writing this fic made it better, hopefully it makes you feel better too!

One Of Those Days

Pairing: Jonathan Byers x Fem! Reader

WC: 1.1k

Warning/s: anxiety, sadness, hurt/comfort

GIF is not mine, credits to the owner!

 It suddenly felt like the whole weight of the world was dropped on your shoulders, with your thoughts almost running a mile per hour. Your chest ached. You wanted to stop feeling like this, but you couldn’t. Then that’s where the overthinking began.

There it was, it was like an empty void in your stomach, slowly getting bigger as it consumed your thoughts, like a dark cloud looming before the storm.

You felt so alone. It felt like everyone in your life was moving forward, doing something new, meeting new people and making friends and memories, meanwhile, you were here moping in your bed.

You thought about how they were doing so well in their life that they couldn’t even give you a small call to say ‘Hello’ to you or even just ask how you were doing. You just felt like a small blip in their life they’ll eventually forget. It sucked.

Chest heaving as you breathe, you cursed at the tightness in your throat and the tears that threatened to come out.

There was a knock on your bedroom door. You certainly weren’t expecting any guests.

Thinking you just hallucinated it, you closed your eyes, delving deep into your blankets. There was it again.

“(Y/N)? Are you there? It’s me, Jonathan. Y-you probably didn’t hear me knocking on your front door, so I let myself in with the key you gave me…” The voice belonging to Jonathan became muffled through the door.

You let out a breath of relief as you felt your chest swell with emotions again. “In here… Door’s open…” You managed to speak out even though you weren’t in the mood to talk. The handle clicks, Jonathan slowly walks in, once he saw you huddled up on the bed, his smile faded, slowly approaching you.

“Hey, baby… what’s wrong? Something happened?” He asked, you shake your head, making some space for Jonathan to lay beside you on the bed. He sits down, before leaning his back against the headboard while looking at you worriedly, wanting to do what he can to make you feel better.

“…Another one of those bad days?” He whispered enough for you to hear. You hesitated before nodding. Jonathan already knew what he had to do.

Jonathan adjusts himself, so he was laying down but his back was slightly propped up. “Come here, come on.” He talked to you in a soft voice as you moved towards him, resting your head on his chest. You felt yourself wanting to cry again, God, why were you such a baby?

His hand made its way on your back, slowly starting to rub small circles to it. Your eyes closed as you focused on Jonathan’s breathing and heartbeat. It had the best effect of calming you down instantly.

“You want to talk about it?” He asks. You didn’t want to, often times you did, and Jonathan listened very well and talked you through it which you heavily loved and appreciated about him. He always took his time with you, making sure that bit by bit you felt better than before.

No matter how much you didn’t want to talk, it felt like your mouth had a mind of its own.

“Do you still like me?”

You feel Jonathan’s hand stop, simply taken aback by your question. “What?”

“Do you still like me? Do you still like hanging out with me? Why do you hang out with me when you can do so many more things that are much cooler than here? I’m just a burden, my friends won’t even take a second to talk to me and now- you- you should hang out with someone better than me… I’m only holding you down.” Total word vomit.

Jonathan blinks back, not knowing how to answer those things at once. He looks up at your ceiling in thought. He absolutely hated when you would feel like this, you sounded so upset.

“Look at me.” Jonathan says. You pause, not following him.

 “Please? Hey...” Jonathan calls to you again, his other hand reaching up to touch your face, to turn your head towards him. You look up at him, adjusting your position so you were sat closely next to him, faces inches apart.

You look down, feeling heavy. Jonathan sighs, his hand coming up to rest on your cheek, stroking with his thumb as his other hand held yours, intertwining his fingers with yours as he gave it a soft squeeze.

“(Y/N), I don’t like you; I love you, with all my heart. I love every second I get to hang out with you, even now, I love to remind you how much you mean to me, to us. Trust me, I’d choose you over anything- and anyone for that matter,” Jonathan started, you could feel the warmth of your cheeks as you tried to prevent yourself from crying.

Jonathan could see through it anyways. “Come on, let it out, you’ll feel better. I promise.” He continued; your lip quivered as your tears finally rolled down your cheeks. Letting out a choked sob, you shake your head, nuzzling your face on Jonathan’s chest as he embraces you in a tight hug, rubbing your back.

“That’s it… I’m here, you’re going to be okay.”

Sobs racked your body as you cried out, wrapping your arms around Jonathan.

He rubs your back even more.

“Let it out… and y’know… maybe those you call friends aren’t worthy of your friendship- or they could just be busy, sure- but you, don’t you ever doubt yourself because you are one of the most amazing people I’ve ever met.” Jonathan said, he smiles a bit at how your breathing started to calm down, he keeps rubbing circles on your back.

“I’m sorry…” You sobbed out.

“Don’t be sorry, you have nothing to apologize for feeling that way, okay?” He says, softly pulling away and taking your face in his hands, making you look at him with puffy eyes.

He leaves a kiss on your forehead, making you close your eyes. He also kisses your closed eyes before moving onto leave a peck on your lips. “Do you want to go somewhere or stay here, hmm?”

“Stay here…” You mumbled, suddenly feeling tired from crying your heart out. Jonathan nods “Okay, hold on.” You open your eyes to see him positioning himself to lay down, patting the space beside him.

You notice the wet patch on his shirt. “I ruined your shirt…” You say, Jonathan looks down at it before letting out a chuckle.

“You didn’t ruin anything, babe. Come here, let me hold you.”

Laying down beside him, you offer him a share of the blanket which he gladly takes. His arm automatically move to wrap around you, pulling you close, rubbing on your clothed skin.

“You need to rest, okay?” You nod at his words, nuzzling closer to him. Soon you felt your eyelids start fo feel heavy as you slowly drifted to sleep.

Jonathan looks at you, softly smiling and kissing the side of your head. “I love you so much.” He says before trying to catch some sleep as well.

#jonathan byers #jonathan byers x reader #jonathan byers fic #jonathan byers imagine #jonathan byers fluff #jonathan byers one shot #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things x you #stranger things x reader #stranger things #stranger things fanfic #stranger things one shot #stranger things imagines #jonathan byers x you #jonathan byers x y/n #x reader #fanfiction #imagines #refiwrites

[theinfinitedivides]

this is so random but i would love to hear your opinion on mydramalist as a fellow asian drama lover. because it’s obviously well known as a reliable wiki of sorts in dramaland but i beg to differ. (the only plus i feel being the summary and cast list for info)

i mean, i’ve not seen a single comsec w more than two brain cells as a whole? there’s always complaints about female leads rooted from misogyny, they are never happy about story progression, and i just find so many of them kinda dumb sorry lol. like zero media literacy to be found, insufferable arguments, etc. the star ratings are rly just given to popular dramas w high profile actors too.

and i personally find it disheartening that so many ppl end up referring to mdl when considering dramas because so many gems are then lost and not given appreciation.

anon. anon anon anon if you know the way i sat straight the f*ck up when i saw the notification and then read through this ask bc yes. yes to everything here that is exactly it. almost three fourths of what i've watched this year was either 1. not received well by the general MDL crowd (Moon in the Day. where is the taste brethren to not like MITD and not even for reasons that actually make sense), 2. received well but had a good chunk of people bitching in the comment section, or 3. received well but had the main point of the show (and its relevant characterization) go over their heads. (The Worst of Evil aka TWOE comment section, i am f*cking looking at you. i can count on one hand the number of people who understood what that show was supposed to be about) the one fourth that managed to escape was bc the toxicity did not reach the comment section and everyone was pretty f*cking civil. alas if only it could be like that all of the time

case in point for the ratings example, since we've already briefly tackled the lack of media literacy—j-dramas on MDL are notoriously rated much, much lower than either k- or c-dramas. half of the time that's bc there are less users watching (and rating) them therefore the average is lower but the other half it's bc people simply do not understand good media when they see it. don't get me wrong there's some freaky ass sh*t in the j-drama world that i would not touch with a Grinch level pole but to see MDLers out here talking about how slow j-dramas are and that nothing's happening. have you considered that you are either watching the wrong genre or you shouldn't be watching j-dramas in the first place bc their entire setup and general narrative framing arcs are not your style. have you even thought about that for six seconds or are you too busy expecting it to read like a typical tropey rom-com k-drama with your trending oppas. (no hate on my tropey rom-coms with [most of] said oppas, i need them when i don't want to think i just want to see sh*t on my screen and scream about hot people and the Hand Umbrellas in the Rain and the Back Hold when the male lead catches the female lead before she falls and you have the fifteen second focus on their faces just looking at each other)

and the misogyny. oh God do not get me started on the dichotomy that was the Cult, as we affectionatly called ourselves, on the feeds while THEE sageuk of the year My Dearest was airing (beloved show [that i still need to finish. JangChae i'm sorry ily life hates me like the mf it is 😭], beloved commentary on the feeds. they saw the vision on the feeds) vs the sh*tshow that was the landmine field of the comment section (the takes i saw on Gil Chae, Eun Ae AND Ryang Eum respectively.......... the misogyny wasn't enough we had to add the homophobia into the mix. buy one get one free deal fr fr). you mad man. that sh*t was insane there was a point i banned myself from scrolling farther than the cast section until the show finished airing. i kid you not on average they didn't have even half a braincell. maybe a quarter of a quarter of one. f*cked up just say you are not decent people and go

this is not to say that all of MDL is like this. i have gotten tuned into absolute masterpieces of content (and have tuned others, amen) bc of a comment comparing a show i'm watching to another one or a review being posted in the feeds about a film with less than 500 people interested. i have reconsidered my choice to not watch something after having spirited discussions in private messages discussing the pros and cons of the premise and whether they managed to get it done without f*cking sh*t up. i still contribute semi-regularly by adding relatively unknown actors and crew members to the database so they can get the credit due them. if you know where to look, you can get some good sh*t out of that place. problem is most users who are new to both the site and East/Southeast Asian cinema as a whole don't know where to look, and the cycle continues, and the ratings continue to be skewed/bloated and no one pays attention to the plot, if there even is any to pay attention to.

tl;dr: begging people to not let MDL be the be all end all for their drama recs a la 'well MDL doesn't like it so i won't watch it'. babe we have said MDLers complaining about how the ratings on Viki are too high but in my entire time watching dramas i've found that in the past two to three years the Viki ratings are making more sense than the MDL ones. sit with that for a sec. when you're done branch out and see the world (literally and cinematically), i promise you will be a better person for it

#inbox #q: anon #mydramalist #mdl #kdrama #not what i expected to see this Friday but i needed to see it #anon love this got a bit long i'm sorry i am just. Passionate about this subject as you can tell #honestly istg the only reason i still use MDL is to track my sh*t. plus i obsessively organized my profile page and i am not letting that #go to waste no ty #i feel like the Asian drama fandom over here on Tumblr are just. slightly more normal somehow. also you'll get f*ckingly long analyses #on shows that will have you face down on the ground shot in six different places taken apart etc etc #situations like these are when i'm grateful that Bollywood is not available on MDL bc the takes with even less than a quarter of #a quarter of a braincell that i would have to deal with then........... God loves me that's why it hasn't happened #also. the Caribbean seeped into this once again let me explain. 'you mad man' is a Dominican (DM not DR) phrase. it has nothing #to do with the 'you mad?' in the African American community that is an entirely separate thing. 'you mad' here means 'you crazy?' #or 'bitch you ain't serious'. could have also said 'you too have limyé' but that would need another paragraph by itself to explain #bc of the Dominican specific context and this is not the kweyol/patois class session today sksksksk

[angelicgaming1007]

I'm an abuse victim. I have a whole post detailing extensively what I went through. It was hell for most my life up until 2 - 3 years ago. And I still am going through some abuse to this day. A!A is Theraputic for me and makes me feel SAFE. Its the same for most of my friends too. They chose the A!A path and are victims. Can people stop trying to speak for all abuse victims and use us to shame A!A path? ffs. If YOU are a DA or SA victim that feels safer with spawn and is traumatized by Ascended. Okay thats fine. Likewise if you feel safe with Ascended and are traumatized by Spawn. But don't go into A!A or likewise S!A hashtags and sh*t on people. You see theres this handy little thing on tumblr that lets you block #s and content in posts. Put "Ascended Astarion" in either of these boom you don't have to see it. Likewise with "Spawn Astarion" But we can't do that with all this hateful bullsh*t spewing out of everyone because there IS NO KEY CONTENT to block. No phrase except "Abuse" since its in most arguements but then we block anything related to that so we might miss things like someone talking about getting someone out of an abusive home needing donations. Seriously this is getting ridiculous. Knock it tf off people. Play the game how you want to play. And if I see "But A!A is in the regular tags" Thing is the majority of people tag things properly so what you'll see in baldurs gate or astarion hashtags will be a basically this content was blocked by your filters "Ascended Astarion" with a show button. JUST DONT CLICK THE BUTTON. I have done this myself with political content because I want to keep my dashboard to petty drama, memes and jokes I don't want to see heavy hearted real world content because thats what im trying to take a break from since its all my mother talks about day in day out.

But you don't see me sh*tting on people on my friends for talking about politics, or strangers. because I just dont click to show the content. It DOES work and I think everyone should make a habit of using the feature.

[huaitang]

About the third episode of Only Friends:

disclaimer: I'm piss, so that's very much a topboston hate trial.

why the hell i thought i could possibly trust top's intelligence???? it truly makes me so sad and angry that he's ruining the only real thing he'll EVER know with someone who's so sweet and supportive of him... and for what? why? for who? it's not like he's oblivious about the piece of sh*t boston is, you know? AGAIN, impulsiveness. i'm waiting to see how he'll deal with the consequences.

boston is EVIL. like, evil evil. there's no excuse for what he's doing. he wants to control everyone and i really doubt he's capable of feeling something genuine for someone. anyone. plus, the fact that he's taking pictures of everything and everyone so he could use for blackmail reasons and get what he wants. that's some criminal sh*t. really, he's like an obsessive spirit. i hope the group go to church and do some kind of exorcism or whatever on him. he's creepy.

also, praying to Ray getting his sh*t together. i don't blame him for listening to the twisted words of Boston, he trusts him, right? it's his friend. he can be a d*ck with everyone, but they're friends, right? well, i'm sorry baby.

i believe Sand is already falling for Ray. he was SO upset when Ray leaved for Mew and i think, in his head, that was a warning: Ray isn't emotionally available for him. that broke his heart but made him kind of wake up and put everything together. he's going to fight those feelings, fight Ray. being stronger so he won't be the one suffering

though we all know that won't happen.

oh, and also about the preview of topmew in the next episode my take is: if there is a little, just a little bit of sincerity and consideration by Top for Mew, he won't go until the end when Mew claims he wants to physically give himself to him. i hope he realizes how CRAZY and disrespectful he's being, at levels that are so low... even for someone with the fame he has. period.

#only friends the series #Top #Boston #Nick #Sand #Ray #Mew #April #Cheum #only friends the series ep 3 #only friends series #only friends series ep 3

[aurelian-university]

Sneak Peek #2 (sort of): Incorrect Quotes Tag Game

I've been meaning to do this for my AU OCs for a while now... thought it would be a fun way to introduce you to these characters and give you a feel for what they're going to be like in the story before you meet them properly.

Hope you all like this! And I also hope it gets you excited for the actual story (which is coming soon, I promise lol. I've just been super busy lately... and to be honest... Steph's Crew has been more of a priority lately writing-wise. I'm trying to give the story a satisfying conclusion, but it's so hard when you've purposely made everyone's arcs so unnecessarily complicated haha).

I'm also making this a tag game (I'll tag people at the end like I normally do).

Here's the link to the incorrect name generator:

And without further ado, let's get started!

*Zephyr drunkenly wanders around the house and Isadora is drunkenly giggling* Caius, completely sober: *sighs* Well, it looks like it's just me and you against the world, June. Juniper, going to her room: Nope, just you. *shuts door*

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Adara: Life could be worse, Avalon. Avalon: Life could be a lot better too!

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Isadora: It's locked. You got a lock pick? Zephyr: Yeah- Cassius: *kicks in the door*

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Zephyr: I’m in love with you. Eurydice: We called off the prank war last night at midnight, dork. Zephyr: I know. Eurydice: Ah. Okay. Um. Cool. Neat. Very cool. Cool. Cool. Coolcoolcool-

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Isadora: You’re alive. Marcelline: No need to sound so disappointed.

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Zephyr: We have fun, don’t we, Cai? Caius: I have never been more stressed out in my entire life.

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*The squad is at a dinner party but someone has been murdered* Cassius: You’re acting pretty carefree for someone whose life’s at stake. Who’s to say you aren’t the killer? Zephyr: It’s a murder, not a tax audit. I’ll be fine. Juniper: What about Eurydice? Nobody ever suspects Eurydice! Eurydice: Well what about Zephyr? He has a gun! Caius: Cassius has a knife. Cassius: Yeah, for fun, not for murder! *stabs Juniper in the arm*

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Eurydice: Caius gets offended by everything. Caius: What did you say about me?!? Eurydice: Eurydice: Case in point.

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Avalon: Adara, what if there are monsters? Adara: Don’t worry, we’re top of the food chain. Much later… Avalon, lying awake at night: I am the monster.

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Zephyr: You’re overthinking this. Caius: You don’t know the appropriate level of thinking, Zephyr. What if I’m underthinking?

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Adara: Why would you do that? Avalon: Because I feel guilty. Isadora: Guilt is a trick emotion. It’s put there by your parents to stop you from doing things that feel good.

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Marcelline, holding a box of Lunchables: Ah, I loved these when I was younger… fine dining. Isadora: Fix yourself.

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Xander: You know, Ava, you are the sun in my life. Avalon: Why? 'Cause I'm smoking hot? Xander: Because it hurts my eyes looking at you.

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Adara: I’ve organised messages from my BFF into three categories. Adara: “From Isadora.” Adara: “Death Threats.” Adara: and “Death Threats From Isadora.”

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Marcelline: What if the person who named Walkie-Talkies named everything? Zephyr: Pregnancy tests are Maybe Babies. Eurydice: Socks are Feetie Heaties. Caius: Defibrillators are Heartie Starties. Xander: Nightmares are Dreamy Screamies. Juniper: Stamps are Lickie Stickies. Cassius: I hate you guys so much.

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Xander: A decision had to be made. Caius: And you f*cked it up!

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Juniper: Hey, Xander you're smart, tell me what would happen if I chugged 3 gallons of chloroform. Xander: Have you ever been to a mortuary? Juniper: Yeah, my grandma lives there. Caius: That is the worst response to that question.

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Caius, to Zephyr: I mean, I get complimented all the time- Avalon: *starts cackling* Caius: I do! Avalon: *laughs harder*

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Marcelline: What happened?! Isadora: Do you want the long version or the short version? Marcelline: Sh-short?? Isadora: Sht*'s f*cked. Marcelline: Okay, long. Isadora: Sh*t's very f*cked.

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Juniper: Who hurt you? Eurydice: *snorting* What, do you want a list? Juniper: …Yes, actually.

Done!

Tagging these guys:

@exquisitecrow, @thelavenderwriter, @gummybugg, @waywardwizzard, @the-stray-storyteller, @sam-glade, @sarahlizziewrites, @mjparkerwriting, @maiwritesbooks, @janec23, @mysticstarlightduck, @winterandwords, @hallwriteblr, @leisoree, @writinglittlebeasts, @stanrendipity, @magpie24601, @eli-writes-sometimes, @ashwithapen, and @fire-but-ashes-too. As well as anybody else that's interested!

#aurelian university #au #writerblr #tag game #incorrect quotes