#like when I'm at work I legit come home and am too tired to do anything than watch tv and sleep

[permanentreverie]

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#not gonna lie to you all I've had a shit week :) #at this point I truly don't know if it's just period hormones or actual depression #cause like WOW ngl I … kinda wanted to kms this week 🫠 #like when I'm at work I legit come home and am too tired to do anything than watch tv and sleep #and like I'm not productive at all on those days #and I just had two days off so like I was gonna get all these things done #but now I feel like I've wasted it #and like I just had like. a three hour crying session. #about just everything really #anxiety about the future and where my life is gonna lead #my lack of friends and love #and like. yeah. it's really not fun living inside my own head #I just. I'm not enjoying life. at all. #like it's such a HASSLE to live ngl #and for what?

[nxathyx]

Hiiiii! Could I request when tecchou’s s/o’s love language is worrying to mucho for him?

I legit forgot an inbox exists sorry for being late <33

Gn!reader x Tecchou Suehiro

Tw: cursing, mentions of reader pulling all nighters, other than that it's just fluff

°he'd definitely be a bit confused why you're so worried

"tecchou, im worried about you, you've been away from home a lot more"

"im the strongest hunting dog you needn't worry🙂

°if you cook for him because you're worried about him not eating enough he appreciates it so fucking much like oh my lord

° would definitely be worried if you stay up late at night and wait for him to get back from work

° would hug you and apologise for being away and worrying you too much

° whenever he's away he texts you every single day or calls you just to tell you he's indeed alright

° would get worried about you worrying about him too much

° 100% tries to reassure you on a daily basis that he is okay, however he'd be lying if he said he didn't appreciate how much you worry about him

° would definitely allow you to bandage his wounds if it makes you feel better

° at first he tried just not telling you how badly he was injured during a mission but after some time he realised it caused you to worry even more so now he's open about it with you, showing you the scars and trying to reassure you that he's fine and has a high durability

° okay if you're also a hunting dog I just imagine everyone looking at you two like "🤨😐🙁😒

"you could've gotten hurt, you idiot. Do you not realise how worried about you I was?"

"im sorry, my love. But I'm here with you now, aren't i? I'm alright, not even a single injury"

"can you two like.. Stfu??"

You and Tecchou have been dating for quite a bit now. He's a hunting dog causing him to be away from home more often than not, which leaves you worried and stressed about his health, both mental and physical.

The clock was about to trike 1 am as you were sat on the couch, drinking a cup of coffee, wearing one of Tecchou's basic white t-shirts as you enjoyed the taste of the bitter liquid running down your throat. You didn't know when Tecchou would come home, and that thought worried you even more as you're leg started bouncing up and down slightly in anxiety as you continued to await your lovers arrival. You looked back at the clock.. 1.34 am. And he's still not back, by this point you finished your cup of coffee as you stood up from the sofa to go and rinse the cup out, deciding you'll just leave it in the sink and wash it in the morning, as you were leaving the kitchen you heard the front door getting opened with the house key, happily and excitedly you walked over to the door, basically throwing yourself at Tecchou as soon as he closed the door behind himself.

"hm.. Why aren't you in bed yet? I think I told you to not wait for me all night long again" he said a bit quietly, he seemed tired as his arms wrapped around your waist, his palms resting on your lower back

"i know, I'm sorry. I just couldn't help but worry about when you'd get back" you replied looking at him before frowning slightly. "you look exhausted.. C'mon let's go to bed" you said as you grabbed Tecchou's fingers, leading him up the stairs into your shared bedroom, taking his hat and cape off of him, placing it on a random chair

Tecchou just smiled a little and complied before taking some clean pijamas and going to the bathroom to change into them, coming back a bit later to see you already sat in your bed, just waiting for him to accompany you. He layed down beside you, placing his head on you stomach, as one of his hands went to your hip, he sighed contently as he felt your hand go into his hair and playing with the brown locks, making him close his eyes.

"you worry me too much.."

"i know.. I'm sorry dear" there was peaceful silence for a bit before he spoke quietly "I love you" he said taking your other hand in his, bringing it closer to his mouth as he placed delicate, Angel like kisses on the back of your hand, fingers, and knuckles.

"i love you too"

#x reader #bsd x reader #tetchou x reader #bsd tecchou #tecchou suehiro #tetchou suehiro #tecchou x reader #tecchou bsd #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs #fluff hcs

[shesalewa]

Which character caused more good then harm, and harm then good in Jojo? Personally Kira did more good, seeing that if he was able to kill Jotaro, than Pucci would never go after Jolyne this saving the world, and Anasui caused more harm as he got Foo Fighters and Weather Report killed.

AHEM. Jonathan.

WAIT. WAIT.

Yes. He is the start of all of this right?

Yeah but it's also George the first, which comes for me to say, they both did more harm than good.

How?

First of all if George Joestar wasn't natively kind to Brando's DIO would've never made it to his manor(manor? Mansion?) And Dio Brando wouldn't have been able to stir s—t up.

At the same time they're more of a fifty-fifty, because they did pretty good things.

Then there's also the SPW foundation, who legit did so much for the Joestars.

But for me personally it would be, ... Jotaro, yes that son of a gun.

Why? Because as far as I can remember even though he stirred up s—t, he was actually trying his best.

Part 3? Did his f-cking best to protect everyone, but he's still a 17yro boy.

Part 4? Was most definitely the most responsible, trying his best to keep everyone alive, and safe when he could've just went home and stayed with his wife and daughter, but no he didn't, he knew he had responsibility at home, but he knew that if he didn't go out to fight, no one else will.

Like I said he could've stayed with his wife, and daughter instead of fighting and possibly, regain unwanted his trauma.

Part 5, he didn't do much here and I think it's a good sign because if he did, not only will his unwanted Trauma return, but he would also take down the Mafia by himself, but still either way, had it not been for Jotaro who sent Koichi, Giorno would've died to that shadow thingy.

Part 6? ... from the very beginning, Pucci planned on attacking Jolyne, just to get to Dio, regardless of the stand power or not, either way this man, decided that,

"NUH-UH, I'm sure she won't be happy to see me, but I sure as hell know that I won't let her stay in a f—king jail cell for something she did not f—king do."

And legit tried breaking her out of jail even if it was costing his life, and he genuinely thought he was gonna die, so he muttered out just how much he loved Jolyne.

Am I being biased? Maybe? Am I tired because I wrote this down at 3:56 am to 4:09 am? Yes.

Are there more characters I can think of? No. Jotaro is the best, and so are the others, but I'm too tired and I have school work so-

#jojo no kimyō na bōken #jojos bizarre adventure #jotaro kujo #joseph joestar #jonathan joestar #george joestar #jjba part 4 #jjba koichi #jjba part 3 #jjba part one #jjba part 6 #jjba part 5

[effielumiere]

All I Want - Kim Namjoon x Reader

Pairing: Kim Namjoon x Reader, OC x Reader

Genre: Romance? Idol AU, Drama, Angst?, Best Friends to (???)

Warning(s): Cursing/Language. Angsty angst? Get your tissues... i think... or not. Two shoes being thrown at Joonie .UNEDITED!

Word count: 12k (I'm so sorry, I got too carried awaaayyy~)

Summary: Kim Namjoon has been in love with his high school best friend ever since he first laid eyes on her. Nearly fifteen years later, he's known all around the globe as BTS's leader RM, but none of that matters to him personally, because all he ever wanted aside to live his dreams was to be with Y/n. However, it seems it's too late. She's about to get married in the following day and he's too afraid to watch her be forever in the arms of someone else that isn't him and for the first time since he's debuted, he wants to try and confess again, even though he knows that this time it's going to be different. He knows you're not going to stay. No amount of pleading and begging will make him yours. So, this time he's going to do that right thing and confess, not to make Y/n changer her mind, but to say goodbye. It's right thing to do anyway... Nothing could possibly go wrong .... right?

Author's Note: I *legit* forgot that this song existed until i read This Chapter of House of the Omegaverse by @sopejinsunflower and remembered it. Without giving much away, the scene goes with Namjoon and the reader looking at each other while the reader was singing it, and I remember how I felt like someone abruptly pulled my heartstrings leaving in a tiny angst mood. And that was moooonths ago btw lol. That story was an inspiration for this and this baby has been sitting on my drafts since House of the Omegaverse ended (please go check out @sopejinsunflower 's work 🥺) I'm a bit behind schedule but I'm pretty sure it's still September 30 in California ... Hopefully lmao. This was originally for Namjoon's birthday, but I got busy so here I am lol. Please leave your feed back in the comments or send me an ask teehee don't be shy😄 And btw, this is completely unedited most parts were written while I was half asleep and tired on the shuttle headed home lol. ENJOOOOYYY!

Armand (OC [Korean Englishmen/JOLLY]) is none other than this young man right here.

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Namjoon closed his eyes as the cool wind blew past his face, relished the last night he was going to spend with his long time best friend who was getting married when the morning comes. 6 hours. That's all he needed and that was all the time he got. The sun was already starting to set when he opened his eyes to gaze at the sight before him.

Her. She was wearing a pastel blue dress with small white polkadots, light make-up on her face that accentuated her eyes and enhanced her best features. Her eyes he thought Her eyes are the most beautiful set of eyes he's ever seen. She was looking around the floor watching happily as waiters walked past our table with food on the trays they were balancing elegantly with one hand.

"Oh, Joon," she smiles as she brings the wine glass to her lips to take a sip "I'm so excited for tomorrow, everything went as planned and tomorrow, I'm finally going to be a married woman and have my dream wedding"

"I'm happy for you," he gave her a smile "Truly?" she asks. Namjoon cocks his head to the side, a habit he's that shows his disappointment and sometimes, his disapproval of a certain situation.

"What is it?" she asks, her smile slowly fading, concerned for her best friend "Is everything alright?" Instead of answering, he picks up his glass of whiskey and downs it in one go, slightly wincing at the burn as he contemplates on whether or not he should spill his emotions and tell her how he truly feels, or hold back, let her be happy and never see her again as long as he lives.

"Namjoon" she calls him, making him slowly look up at her "I'm excited about tomorrow, but I'm also nervous"

"Don't be," he tells her in a low voice as he controls himself from talking more than he should.

"Joonie, remember when we went to the beach?" Y/n asks "You know, the place where we met up because I needed your help with my math homework" he simply nods at her not trusting his voice. He's drank enough whiskey for tonight to last a lifetime, he thinks. He motions for the bill at their waiter who was patient waiting for them to leave as they were the last customer of the restaurant for the night.

Namjoon planned everything for this particular evening, he planned of making sure that she had a relaxed night where she wasn't going to worry about anything, including the wedding but what he didn't plan was to entertain the nagging thought he had to tell her how he's really felt for the past 15 years of his life, but at the same time he was scared. Scared to lose her, he decided to shut his mouth and let her, watch her meet someone else, fall for someone else... love someone else.

The night of the engagement, Namjoon watched as videos and pictures of Y/n and her now soon to be husband to be all smiles and happiness on the timeline of his social media accounts, the comments filled with happy wishes and he felt... numb... and angry. No. Not angry. Furious. Furious at himself for being a coward and not trying hard enough, and not expressing what he really felt about her all these years.

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He waited, until 5 years ago when he thought he'd visit her college campus to pick her up and take her out on a date, hoping she wouldn't say no. But he was too late, so there she was, walking out of the college building, laughing and smiling as she ran into the arms of a man he didn't know, and surprised him the most, they two kissed. And it definitely didn't look friendly. Namjoon unknowingly clenched his jaw and fists at the sight, crushing the poor stems of the bouquet of peonies and sunflowers that he brought for Y/n especially for this occasion.

"Are you okay, Mon-ah?" Jin asks from the driver's seat, looking at the rare view mirror.

"I don't think so, hyung," Yoongi answers for him from the passengers side, nodding his head at the direction Y/n was still smiling and laughing, then they're holding hands as they walked away from the building.

Jin didn't need words to start driving back to their dorm, and when they arrived the maknaes were outside waiting for them with an expectant gaze in their eyes. Parking the car, Namjoon quickly got out, slamming the car door with a bit too much force. Roughly throwing the bouquet on the nearby bin, he walks like a man on a mission to the end of the street.

"Let's go after him," Hobi says and they all nod as the maknaes look at their hyungs in confusion.

"What happened?" Taehyung asks

"Did she turn hyung down?" Jimin questions

"Is Rap Mon-hyung okay?" Jungkook asks in a small voice, his lips curling inward as he bites them nervously.

Jin sighs as he leads the younger boys to walk in the direction where Namjoon was headed. Wrapping an arm around Jungkook's shoulder he looks at them and simply says" Don't say anything alright? It didn't end the way we thought it would," he says in a quiet voice" And I think it would be best not to ask him anything related to Y/n for now. "

"What happened then?" Jimin asks him, still walking. Hobi and Yoongi were already ahead, trying to catch up with Namjoon's fast paced, angry stomps on the pavement. As Jin told the stories to the maknaes and watched the sadness and pity in their eyes grow, Namjoon was already at the park and was being to climb the big tree.

"Uhh... Namjoon-ah, please be careful," Hobi says nervously as he looks at Yoongi who also had no idea how to stop the brokenhearted boy from climbing the tree.

"Namjoon-ah, careful!" Yoongi yells "Please! I have no fucking idea how I'm going to explain to your parents why you're doing what you're doing right now if you get hurt climbing a damn tree because of a broken heart!"

"Oh shit," Jin yells as he heards the last bit of Yoongi's sentence "Namjoon-ah, get back down here!" he yells his neck and ear turning red from the fear and the anger he was feeling for the most clumsy person he's ever known his entire life climbing said tree.

"What is hyung doing?" Jungkook asks

"Don't you dare ever follow his footsteps kid, you could, but don't do reckless shit he does," Yoongi warns the youngest.

"I'm calling Bang PD-nim and Sejin-nim" Jin announces as he pulls out his phone to call their producer, but his actions were stopped when the loudest sound he's heard in his life made him drop his phone on the sand, startled.

"YAAAAAAHH!!! FUCKING BASTARD!!!" Namjoon yelled from the highest point of the tree that he was able to cry. He was breathing heavily, on the verge of crying "YOU JUST HAD TO TAKE YOUR FUCKING SWEET TIME, HUH?!" He yelled at the open air at himself "THERE YOU GOD DAMN GO, YOU IDIOT! YOU FUCKING LOST YOUR CHANCE TO DATE THE GIRL YOU WANTED FOR SO DAMN LONG"

Without giving it much thought, Jungkook started climbing the other side of the tree making sure his brothers didn't see him. Namjoon stared at the maknae once he was leaning on the branch in front of him.

"What are you doing here, Jungkook-ah?" Namjoon asks him softly after he was done yelling about, looking away from him wiping a tear discreetly but Jungkook saw it "I felt bad for you, hyung, so I followed you up here instead even though Yoongi hyung told me not to." he shrugged.

Bang PD-nim and Sejin-nim arrived "Mon-ah, get down from there," Sejin-nim said "You're gonna get hurt!"

"What's the maknae doing there with him?" Bang PD-nim ask Hobi and Yoongi who suddenly look around them only to find the maknae missing.

"You little brat!" Yoongi yelled "I told you not to climb the tree,"

"Don't worry, hyung," Jungkook called back, "I'd do the same for all of you," then turned towards Namjoon "What happened with Y/n, hyung? I thought you'd be happier when you returned."

Namjoon took another deep breath "She uh..." he cleared his throat before continuing, he felt like he was running out of air to breathe because of what he had witnessed earlier "She was with another guy, they're probably dating. She never told me that she was seeing someone else."

Jungkook bit on his lip as he listened to his hyung explain what happened when he was about to leave the car, go up to her and ask her out on a date but was rudely interrupted by a man who seemed to have already taken his place. After a few more minutes talking to Jungkook, thanks to his distraction, Bang PD-nim and Sejin-nim were up to date on what was going on and decided to make him face the music so to speak. Y/n arrived at the park, she was on a date with Armand, the exchange student who she's been seeing for months in secret, when she got a call from the boys' manager and cut the date short when they said that Namjoon was on a tree. It was enough to send her in a panicked frenzy to leave the date abruptly to somewhat save her best friend.

"Namjoon-ah," she called from where the other men were standing. Namjoon's dragon shaped eyes widened and his lips slightly pursed as his gaze shifted from Jungkook slowly to looking below him where Y/n stood, a panic-stricken look on her face and sadness in her eyes.

"Namjoon-ah, please get down here before you hurt yourself," she half begged half demanded

"Don't worry about me, I'm okay," Namjoon tries to reassure her

"Joonie-ya," she calls out to him, so far she's the only one who calls him that and he's allowed it because he has feels for her "I don't know what exactly happened, but you didn't have to climb a tree because you're mad that the girl you like didn't go out with you," behind her, Namjoon saw Yoongi was mouthing that she doesn't know it's her and Jin was giving him a thumbs up that all was well.

"Just get down here and let's talk about it if you wanna," she offers "if not, well... just write a song about it and rip it off like a band aid. You'll move on, Joonie, you'll love someone else, and I promise they'll love you back"

"That's not what I want, Y/n-ssi" he tells her "I don't want anyone else, all I want in this world is y-"

"Ya, Namjoon-ah" Hobi yells out to him, enough to cut his sentence before he said something he wasn't ready to say yet and Hobi's voice was loud enough for Y/n not to hear the end of what Namjoon said "Get down here before we call the firefighters to get you back down here!"

"Joonie-ya," Y/n called out to him one last time "We don't always get what we want, some of us just happen to be lucky. I just left my date alone because they said you're up, stuck on a tree like a stubborn cat."

"Y-you did that? W-why?" Namjoon stuttered "Because you're important to me Namjoon-ah!" she yells back at him, "And right now, I'm pissed because I didn't get to eat! Now get down here so we could go back to your dorm so I can cook Jjajjangmyeon for all of us, or you could just stay there are starve. You look like a dumb dragon perched on a small tree, you punk. I can't believe I'm yelling at an Idol who's stuck on a damn tree like a cat," she stomps her foot on the ground. The men around them watching the interaction found it funny that Hobi was taking a video for future purposes, mainly friendly blackmail. What made Hobi laugh was the way Y/n walked out of the park and headed for the grocery, maknae's (minus Jungkook) following her. When they were out of earshot Bang PD-nim chuckled at the sight before turning to Jin "Guess you only needed her help, get the receipt from the grocery and let me know her bank account to give her a refund. Get your groceries too," he says pulling out a couple of bills and handing it to him "Just in case." then he turned to the man on the tree "Namjoon-ah, get down there and take your girl's advice," he calls out to him grinning and he walks back to his car with Sejin-nim. That evening, Y/n cooked dinner with the help of Jin, Yoongi and Hobi. Despite the cramped space, they were able to walk back and forth in circles and prepare dinner. Namjoon was sitting in front of Y/n, he watched her with sad eyes as he ate. He didn't know whether he was supposed to break everything in his path or just cry, and it wasn't until she left the dorm that Namjoon went back to the nearest convenience store with notebook and ballpen on hand. After two cups on coffee, he wrote about how he felt into two songs, one of them later down the line gave them their first award and a gave them a lot of recognition, the other one... was something that he wanted tell her. But told himself that when they record the song he wanted it to sound almost like haunting accusation.

"I need you and run." he says to himself, cocking his head to the side sighing, he mutters "Please get the message," only to be disappointed that she didn't know it was about her.

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"Hey, earth to Namjoon," you called out to him smiling "you still there?"

"Yeah, sorry," Namjoon shook the memory from his head a d chuckled "Sorry, I had a mini flashback that's all,"

"Ooh," she leans forward, elbows on the desk and a hand on her cheek "What's it about?"

"Remember when I went up a tree? After this girl didn't go out with me."

She thought about it for a second before she laughs "Is that the one where I cooked Jjajjangmyeon for us and you looked like you were gonna cry on your food?"

"Wait," his eyes widened slightly "You saw that?"

"It's hard not to see it, Joonie," she smiles sympathetically "Your aura screamed that you were heartbroken that's why I cooked, because if I remember it right, it's your comfort food in some sort of way"

Namjoon nods, he felt the exact same thing when your engagement was announced, and he went up the same tree again. To his surprise, the other members followed him and the maknae did exactly what he did that day, he went up the tree. But he didn't scream out his frustrations and their stay didn't last long because this time he came down without your help, and this time he cried in front of his brothers. Telling them that he's lost his chance with you.

"I still am," he admits "Not being loved in return by someone who you've loved for all those years is heart breaking." She nodded. Namjoon asks for the bill and as they get into Namjoon's car, he asks the driver to drop off Y/n first.

They were in front of the villa she was renting with her family and friends, including him and the other members, when Namjoon decided to end his pain. Ripping off a band aid, like she said.

"There's something I have to say, but there are two promises I need to know you'll keep as I tell you this story. The first promise is that you let me say everything on one go and ask me questions later,"

"Alright..." she trailed off hesitant "Go ahead?"

Taking a deep breath, Namjoon had a moment where he thought about letting it go and never letting her know, but there was also that selfish part of him that was begging to be let out. And he liked listening to that part of him.

"I was gonna ask this girl out years ago," he stared at her "I was ready to go out with her after knowing her for years. I've been... In love with her for the past fifteen years; that's from the moment I met her until today." he stopped gaging her reaction and so far so good, she was intently listening, so he continued.

"I met her in English classes." he bites his lip, knowing she's going to finally know how he's felt after all these years, and he didn't know what else to do other than let his mouth run, so he looked away from her. Watching the light of the room that she's staying in, the room that was joined with his, only to be divided by a large bathroom.

"She was wearing her uniform, with a lavander and gray hoodie on top, which made it easier for me to find her. You see I had a crush on her, she's really smart and well spoken, gentle and kind, full of light and laughter, and most of all she had kindness I could never compare to anybody else. When I finally walked up to her, I pretended not to know what our homework was to have an excuse to have her look at me past the glasses and the awful haircut, and you did, " he smiles at the memory before quickly glancing at her. She was slightly wide eyed with his last statement making him look at his hands, suddenly they were very interested to look at.

"I never asked you back then because... do you even remember how I looked like?! I had a bowl cut, it wasn't really hot or cool. So, I told myself, once we get into college I'll ask you out. But it took a while before college was something that I really had to do. I had to work first, we debuted and had to work even harder, I did everything I could to keep you. But that day, I had a bouquet of your favorites, peonies and sunflowers. I was in Jin-hyung's car with him, Yoongi and Hoseok, we showed up at the university. We came home from tour that day and I was really excited to see you, but instead I met you in a different circumstance. You kissed Armand right before I could even get out of the car, and I felt my heart shatter. Jin-hyung drove back to the dorm and we all walked to the park where you saw all of us. I ate dinner with a broken heart because I took too long to ask you out. I wrote songs about you. I need you and run were written that evening. Serendipity, Trivia: Love, Home, The truth untold, they're all about you and for you.

"I've been in love with you for these past fifteen years and I'm such a coward that I never told you in person and now you're going to get married to somebody else" he bit his lip as tears pooled in his eyes "It's so cliché for someone to fall in love with their best friend but what can I do, I'm just a human being who happens to be in love with you and now I'm losing you,

"I lost you to him," he looks out the window, he refuses to look at her not knowing that she too was crying at the secret that he's kept for so long. She's never seen him harshly wipe his tears away in frustration before except for time when the group was deciding on breaking up which never happened.

"I don't expect you to feel the same way or to back out of the wedding, but I wanted to let you know."

"Why now?" she asks in a small voice, Namjoon barely heard her if it wasn't for the silence ringing out in the car "Because the feeling has been eating me up. It's selfish of me do this because you're getting married in less than 12 hours, I know that. But you know me better than I know myself, baby." he whispers the endearment, not knowing she heard him.

Y/n turned to open the door, before she could get a foot out the door Namjoon speaks behind her "I might not stay for the entire ceremony tomorrow, I can't stand there in the aisle behind your husband to be and watch the two of you seal your marriage and your vows with a kiss, wishing it was me instead. I just can't,

"And I'm staying out of your lives, you'll never hear from me again in person. Consider it a wedding present." he states as Y/n finally gets out of the car, but not without closing the door with a bit more force than the usual. Namjoon flinched as his heart breaks, watching his security guard hold out an umbrella for her as it started raining heavily, quietly he lets his tears fall.

"Sir?" his driver asks hesitantly. Namjoon's driver has been around for 7 years now, so he has seen how madly in love Namjoon was with Y/n. Everyone saw it but never said a word to Y/n about it, the would even talk about how lucky she was to have caught the attention of Namjoon even before debut day. Some of them evwn assumed at one point that they were dating because of how Namjoon would look at her lovingly whenever she wasn't looking, "She'll come around, sir" he tries to lift the mood by giving Namjoon positive thoughts, but the only thing that would make Namjoon happy was to have her, but this was his reality and he knew that.

"Not everyone gets a happy ending," he says sad

"But destiny gives it to those who deserve it," his driver tells him

"I..." Namjoon started "I don't think I believe in destiny anymore... she... seems cruel to those she abandons..." his driver simply nodded as they drove back to the hotel.

Falling onto the bed, Namjoon stared at the ceiling letting everything he had just done marinade into his reality. Pick up his phone he quickly sends a text to his group chat with the other members before turning off his phone as notifications started coming in.

Namjoon: She knows everything. I asked the driver to leave the drive in her room earlier.

Back the house where Y/n in preparation for her wedding, everyone was fast asleep except for her mother who was waiting for her in yer room a paper bag on the table next to her.

"Oh good, you're back," she says smiling "Let's get ready for bed, you need enough rest for tomorrow,"

Nodding at her mom then at the paper bag beside her she asks, "What's that?"

"Oh, right," she lightly exclaimed "Namjoon's driver left it for you, he says it's a wedding gift." Y/n slowly opens the bag that her mom hands out before sitting beside her at the end of the bed.

Pulling out a heavy item that was as the side of a DVD but thicker.

"What is it?" her mom asks alout of curiosity, but she knew well what it was and what it possibly consisted.

With tears pooling in her eyes, she looks at her mother finally letting everything she learned tonight sink in.

"Do you think I'm making the right decision? Marrying Armand?" I ask her

"While you're very much in love with Namjoon?" she asks sighing "No. But if you're asking me for the sake of the feeling of because you just want to be married, then it's also a no.

"I love Armand, he's a great kid. Treats you right and all, but I don't think he's really ready to settle down. I have a feeling that you're just going to be an unhappy trophy wife when you get older. I even see you two probably getting divorced because I think you're only together for the sake of convenience, but I don't see you too completely in love with each other."

Y/n pulls her in for a hug, rubbing her back as she sobbed in her mother's arms, "You're the only one who knows the right answer, no one is forcing you to choose someone. It's your decision to follow your heart by following what you know in your head is right." Slowly her mom leaves her alone to rest once she's calmed down.

Picking up the hard drive she noticed two invisible sticky note on it, sitting on the chair in front of her laptop which was on a coffee table she reads the note that says,

Condition two: Before you plug this in to your laptop, promise me that you will forgive me for everything. For not telling you that I love you sooner.

I wish I did, it's something I'll regret until my dying breath. So please, humor this clumsy, old soul. Forgive me.

x. NJ.

Carefully taking them off of the surface of the drive and placing them on the empty pads of the laptop, she plugs it in only to be greeted by a password screen.

Your color of your favorite ice-cream that I'll never eat / Nature.

Letting out a chuckle and a quiet sob, she quickly types in 'green' then she had access. She was greeted with three folders each named 'Part 1- Start here', 'Part 2 - Dream of me.' and 'Part 3 - Farewell'. Deciding to respect his wishes, she opens the first folder, inside was one video entitled 'Open me' that she ended up playing. As the player loaded up, she was greeted by Namjoon's tired appearance. Chin on the palm of his hand that rested on the arm rest of his chair.

I guess this is gonna be the first video? he mutters to himself as she sighs heavily, sitting up to look straight into the camera

Okay... Hi? I'm not exactly sure what I'm doing. I just finished a whole bottle of whiskey with Yoongi hyung. He didn't exactly stop me so... I kept drinking. Today is... he pauses to look at the screen of his phone

December 28th. Y/n's breath was caught on her throat, it was the night of she announced her engagement to Armand.

Actually it's the 29th, it's past midnight. You probably know what today is - or yesterday, but I'll remind you because I'm good ol' pal of yours. he took a deep breath as he rubbed his temples You got engaged a couple of hours ago he sings sadly to himself Hence, whiskeeeyyyy. My best friend.. aside from the members... and you.

Namjoon pours the amber liquid on to a glass that had one ice, swirled it around a couple of times before drinking it in one go as if it was a shot of Soju.

I'm doing this... thing, he motions a hand to the camera as a farewell. Because you're going to belong to someone else, and that someone ain't me, baby, he takes another swig before continuing I'm gonna send you a copy of all of these, he grabs the camera from where it was placed and pointed it to the screen of his computer monitor that was showing organized folders dated by year.

I'm gonna turn this into a huge ass movie and give you a copy. Just to show you how much... I love you, he mutters the last part to himsepf probably knowing by now that the microphone picked it up. Namjoon puts the camera back to where it originally was then he looks directly at it, I'll always love you. But I wanna show you how I fell in love with you and why. I can do it in two ways: write you a song or pile all these up into a movie... or both.

He lazily grins at the camera before saying I've already done the first part, so now imma do this. Originally, I planned making this for you so that one day when I confessed my love for you and I proposed, I would play this as a proposal video or when ended up getting married, this was gonna be my wedding present. But since, neither of those are gonna happen this is gonna be my wedding and parting present for you.

He eventually stops talking and after a minute or two of spacing out he suddenly says Keep your end of the promise. Please. The second one is important. At least send me a text or tell someone to relay it to me if you don't want to talk to me directly. Just let me know you forgive me for my cowardice and for me never seeing you again.

The video ends and Y/n moves on to the enxt folder where she found a scanned file that she opens and finds a handwritten letter from Namjoon.

"You used to say you like romantic stuff like keeping pictures, handwritten notes, late night dates, random short dates, text messages about your day and sweet boba tea with snacks whenever you were sad. I gave you all that, I hope he does that and if he does hope he'll continue to do that for you even when you're old and gray, you deserve that. You deserve it."

Closing the image file, she moves on to the video and when her video player launched and the video was playing she was greeted by pictures of her with Namjoon from when they met from the first time when she transferred to Seoul. Pictures kept moving back and forth from the screen, even a few video clips played, including ones she's never seen before. The first one that surprised her was a video clip from her college orientation, the boys were already quite known around the country and they were already making a name for themselves abroad, and Namjoon surprised her by traveling back home to South Korea even just for a day to see her, months before he had to be convinced to get down from a tree. In the video, the college seniors made the freshmen perform and she was singing Dream a little dream of me, a song Namjoon knew but a talent he never knew she had. He was with Hobi when they sneaked in the auditorium and while she was performing Hobi took a video of the whole performance backstage with her on one side and Namjoon's side profile on the other. He was staring, jaw dropped at the sight before him. He was in love with her, that was the moment he fell and Hobi pointed it out as everyone applauded when Y/n performance ended.

"Holy shit, Hoba," he gapes

"Is that your girl, Namjoon-ah?" Hobi asked only to catch Namjoon's reaction on camera as he slowly nods and mutters "yeah... that's my girl right there... " Y/n heart dropped when she heard his words. The had to go back a few times when he said it, she wanted to believe it... so bad. Every picture was now a pulling at her heart strings and it was past midnight when she got to the last folder containing a video entitled 'Farewell.', and not having any other choice, she played it. Recognizing the background of the the hotel in Las Vegas when they had their concert for Permission to dance, she knew the video was fairly recent.

Hey, me again. Probably for the last time by the time you watch this. I'm not sure if I wanna watch you exchange vows with him tomorrow. I don't have the heart or the guts to face that, call me a coward all you want. Call me all the names you want to. I'm pretty sure I deserve it. he sighs, leaning back on his chair and stretching his largs arms out. I'm tired, but you came today to surprise us. He doesn't know you're here, and I love you for that, breaking all your rules for me, and it's taking everything in me to stop myself from knocking at your door that's across mine; to kiss you senseless and make you forget he ever existed but I have to stop myself he chuckles, shaking his head slightly so for tonight, before you join me in my museum hopping adventure across the country, I'll stay up wishing, hoping, praying even, that you will come knocking at my door asking if you could sleep over because your room feels weird. You used to do that when you joined us on tour for Love Yourself, you spent your entire summer vacation with us and I loved every minute of your presence. Even as you slept next to me in my hoodie.

He stops talking for a good second as he reminisces and he before he continued, he looked directly at the camera as if looking directly at Y/n and says I want to see you grow old beside me like that. But if I ever get the guts to see you one last time, may it be on the day of your wedding or the night before as long as you know how I feel about you. Whether you accept it or not, return it or, most likely, not. I'll live the rest of my days knowing that I never find anyone else who will make me feel the way you did, and I'll never look at another woman the way I look at you. If I were to be selfish, I want you. You. You are all I'll ever want to live in this world, fuck air... fuck water... fuck food, man. You. Are. All. I. Want. And. Need. You're my everything, from the day I laid eyes on you I knew you were the one, all it took was for you to sing Dream a little dream for me to realize I was in love with you. But I was too late. And here we are. Me, watching you be another man's wife. You, watching me do all of this, just to ask for your forgiveness and to never get mad me for being a coward and not telling you all this sooner. I love you, Y/n. I don't understand why you can't see that... Namjoon' places his head in his hands as he starts crying, Y/n started crying wondering herself if she was making the right decision marrying Armand just to be an unhappy trophy wife in the future. I love you so much, I don't want you to marry him but I love you too much to disrespect your wishes and stop you from marrying him. That should be me, jagiya... you know that I don't exactly like him but I know you know what's best for you. So I'll let you go. Your happiness is all I want to see.

Harshly wiping his tears away, he says his goodbye I'll always be here when you need me, you know where to find me. And I'll still welcome you with open arms, as if all of this never happened. I'll wait. I'll always wait for you to come back home. But for now... farewell, baby. Namjoon blows a kiss at the camera before turning it off.

Y/n did go to his room that night complaining that the bed was uncomfortable whuch was true and that it was too cold, that was a white lie to steal a hoodie and he let her willingly. When she asked why his eyes were glassy, he waived it off saying he was really sleepy and tired, and she bought it. Y/n cried harder, muffling her loud sobs with the throw pillow that she was hugging while she was watching their videos.

She didn't cry because she because she knew deep down tonight was the last time she saw Namjoon, but she cried because for the first time since she met Armand, she knew she didn't fully love him.

~~~~~^^~~~~~~~~^^^^

Bright light greeted Y/n when her mother and the bridesmaids pulled the curtains open letting the sunlight pour in, she spent the whole night crying as she rewatched all of the videos until she fell asleep at past 4am.And it wasn't even 5 hours since she was lulled to sleep.

"Good morning sunshine!!!" her maid of honor and best friend yelled, but stopped in their tracks when they saw her puffy face and reddish eyes "What in the world happened to you? You're not sick are you?!" she exclamed. Y/n shook her head saying that she just couldn't sleep, but the other ladies in the room knew otherwise. However, they decided not to comment on it.

Getting up to bathe, she tried her best to depuff her face specifically her eyes which felt very warm. While her make up was done and most of the swelling went down, Y/n eyes started tearing up and her lips started to quiver making the make-up artist stop to look at her mother and best friends for help, and help they did. Every one was rushed out of the room, once the door was shut Y/n couldn't help but cry harder than she did in the early morning. No words of comfort helped until her dad arrived, "I thought you had a wedding to prepare for, what's going on?" he asked concerned, as he closed the door and made his way to his daughter to pull her in a hug one her best friend asks "Is this about Namjoon?"

Y/n's head shot up as she looked up at her, "W-why would you ask that?" Y/n asks

"I saw him drop you off last night, I'm guessing the dinner didn't go because of the way I woke up past midnight and heard you crying in your room," she holds Y/n hand "When are you both going to stop being idiots?" Y/n mom asks

"Hey," he chuckles at his wife, arms still wrapped around his daughter in a hug "we're still idiots even at this age, the correct question is 'when are they going to stop being blind to what they really feel'."

Y/n stood up and walked towards her laptop bringing it to where her parents were sitting. Playing the videos her parents and best friend's reaction didn't change. Y/n kept her eyes on the floor, thanking God that they had enough time to spare before they did the first look of the bride and groom an hour before the wedding. Y/n parents looked at each other with a knowing look before looking at their daughter who was now quietly letting her tears stain the bathrobe and camisole she was wearing.

"Do you forgive him like he asked?" her mom asks to which she nods

"Do you love him back?" her dad asks to which she nods her head repeatedly and cries some more this time her sobs were heard throughout the room as her parents pull her in for a hug.

Back at the hotel, the rest of the boys were trying to convince Namjoon to get dressed but he just sat on the couch refusing to move, and none of them made an effort to make him stand up , not even Jungkook.

"Come on, man," Hobi says "You have to be there, call it a last glimpse or a last look at her. You'll never see her again after today,"

"I already said goodbye, Hoba," Namjoon said in a low whisper like voice "I don't need to do it in person,"

"Hyung," Jimin started "You told her she can ask questions right, then let her ask today, you might even get a chance to know if she forgave you,"

"Think about it, Namjoon-ah," Jin says as he fixes his neck tie "You'll get to keep the image of her walking down the aisle towards you forever embedded in your memory," Taehyung was able to tell off the eldest for being to mean but Jimin stops him before he could. Jin had a plan, and it was definitely worked the way Namjoon stayed silent before he slowly got up to head back into his room and they heard the shower running.

When they made it to the church, everyone was chatting about how beautiful the wedding was and how they couldn't wait to see the bride and groom. Namjoon sighs heavily for what felt like the hundredth time and it was just the afternoon. Namjoon sat down with the rest of Y/n friends and family, he didn't want to be there, but Jin somehow convinced him to. For an unknown reason, he wanted that. He wanted the image of Y/n walking down the aisle looking like a blooming bride in his memory until his dying breath.

Back in the villa where the first look was about to take place, Armand stood facing a tree covered with sheer golden ribbons and fairy lights reminding him of Christmas ribbons put on trees for decoration. Y/n was in the hallway having a word with one of production staff filming the wedding and the photographer, though her parents managed to get her in the wedding dress she didn't look quite happy as she wanted to be.

"It doesn't feel right," she comments when her mom was right in front of her fixing her dress

Her mom hummed "That's because you've been in love with your best friend and didn't even know it until last night," she smiles "You know the right thing to do, your dad and I raised you well to know what's right and to choose what makes you happy. You're a smart woman, you'll figure it out,"

And now, staring at her fiance's back she knew what to do.

~~~~~^^~~~~~~~~^^^^

Namjoon was on his third glass of champagne when they announced that the wedding was about to begin. With the glass being snatched away from him by Jimin, who drank it all in one go before returning it to the waiter that walked by.

"That was mine," he slightly glared at Jimin "Well, it's in my stomach now having a party with the hors d'oeuvres," he smiles at him smugly. Namjoon decided to drop the topic trying his best not to get too pissed or he was going to lose his mind and temper.

As soft music starts playing, everyone turns around to watch the entourage except for Namjoon, he stares straight ahead and when the groom finally takes his place their eyes meet. Armand nods at him and Namjoon returns it. When the maid of honor, your best friend was finally done walking the aisle, everine was patiently waiting for Y/n, but the modernized wedding march didn't play making the six members look at each other confused when Jungkook tells them she's at the door of the ceremony area. He even pointed it out, making them turn around discreetly and he was right, ends of your wedding dress was peeking at the foggy glass near the base of the door. It would appear for a second then it would disappear only to appear a few seconds later, Jungkook felt nervous for the groom but a part of him was happy. He knew you were pacing. Biting his lip to stop himself from disrespectfully smirking at the groom, he looks down to close his eyes from anyone seeing his hopefulness, but the other members except for Namjoon knew what he was thinking as the look each other with smiling eyes. Namjoon's farewell and last appearance did more than just evoke emotions that she's buried years ago. It was, at mere moments before her wedding, making her choose what she knew was right.

Behind the closed door, Y/n paced as she thought about what she was going to say. Her dad was relaxed but concerned with her pacing. It was a good ten minutes before she looked at her dad and finally nodded. He didn't know what was going on inside her head but he trusted her and her decisions. He just prayed she had known earlier so they didn't have to worry too much about spending on a wedding like this. Taking her dad's arm, the wedding planner and production team already knew what was about to happen but they weren't too worried.

As the wedding march played, Namjoon and Armand's eyes meet one last time, and Armand mouths something at him that he didn't quite understand, it made Armand chuckle and instead pointed at him mouthing you followed by a thumbs up. Still not understanding he turns around to look at Y/n who was a few feet away from him. The sight of her made him gasp quietly, Jin was right and he was glad he listened. It was worth it to see her in white walking down the aisle and remember it for the rest of his life. She looked beautiful it was painful to look at her, he wanted to tear his eyes away from her gaze, but didn't have the heart to look at the love of his life be a vision in white and ignore it.

Y/n was surprised when she spotted Namjoon standing with the rest of the members and her family. She kept her eyes on him until he turned to look at her and for the first time since she turned away from what she felt for him, she finally realized why she fell in love with him all those years ago. When Y/n finally reached the end the aisle, she and Armand smiled at each other before facing the pastor and before he could even get a eord out Armand beat him to it, "Give us a second please," he whispered which surprised the pastor but none the less respected it, turning to Y/n who was staring in space he gently calls her name making her turn to him slowly. Giving her a kind, small smile and nod he says "Go ahead, I'll take care of everything. You don't need to worry about it. I was the one who dragged you into this in the first place."

Y/n looked up at him with teary eyes, "But..."

"Remember what I said an hour ago?" he asks to which she nods in response "Do it."

Turning around, he faces their guests lightly touching her elbow as a way of letting her know she can go, and when he chuckles and tells her to go without making a second thought she grabs the however many yards of tulle of her wedding dress and runs for the exit.

"And she finally lives her Julia Roberts moment," he shakes his head in disbelief as he laughs while everyone gasps at Y/n's actions.

"Everyone calm down, it's okay," Armand reasures them. The seven boys including Namjoon who felt a chill down his spine looks back and forth between the groom and the door that Y/n just disappeared off to. While the entire guests were speaking amongst each other in loud volumes, Armand makes his way towards Namjoon grinning like a fool, "Go after her," he says making Namjoon stare it him as if he's lost his mind

"What?!" Namjoon says in disbelief that is sounded as if he squeaked "What the fuck are you going on about?"

"Just go. Go find her, you know where. Tell her hiw you really feel," Armand says

"I have no clue what you're talking about, man," he denies

"Stop lying to me and to everyone including yourself, Namjoon," Armand exclaimed with a chuckle "We all know you love her, and she's in love with you,"

"That-... that is not true," Namjoon denies once more "She's supposed to be marrying you,"

"Out of convenience because I needed to get married for my father to pass the business on to me and she knew that from the beginning!" he interrupts Namjoon "We fell in love but I she stayed because she was heartbroken after seeing you with somebody else!" The other six boys who were listening were finding the story entertaining and they listened intently with wide eyes and jaws dropped.

"Y/n has been in love with you even before I met her, she's told me that but when she saw all of you in a club and you were with another girl, she got jealous and told me she doesn't love you anymore. But, brother, I know the look she gives you and the looks you give her when no body else is looking, now go. You know exactly where to find her, "

" Go! " the other members start yelling at him and start pushing him towards the exit

"Hey bro," Y/n best friend yells out "Bring her back here and get married or I'm marrying Jungkook,"

"Hurry back, please," Jungkook whispers at him before pushing him to the exit, all the members behind him. Namjoon's driver was already waiting for him in the car at the valet and as soon as he sits his driver gives him a loud laugh as he drives to the main road yelling "I told you so!" as they sped away, not knowing the other members were all packed up like sardines in a car following them.

~~~~~^^~~~~~~~~^^^^

Y/n walked the halls of high school that he and Namjoon attended back when they were teenagers. It was pouring outside and she didn't bring a jacket or change out of her dress when she ran away. The students who saw her asked her if she was okay and why she was crying, explaining that they were tears of joy they waited on the roof of the school's entrance until their parents picked them up. Not being able to enter the school she walked around the building until she reached a nearby gazebo, the exact spot where she and Namjoon first locked eyes and exchanged awkward smiles at each other. The ends of her dress were turning brown with all the rainwater and mud she ran into, she was thankful that even though she was wearing heels they were closed shoes protecting most of her feet from rain.

Sitting on the gazebo bench, she leans down to take off her shoes, massaging her feet as she places both of it on the bench as she sat sideways. She was quite thankful that she was able to grab a taxi that took her halfway to the school with a small amount of money her best friend put in the pockets of her dress. Yes, she had her dress customized to have pockets and she was glad that it came in handy. Gazing out into the football field, she thought about how her body and her mind dragged her there. It was an unconscious thing that she did. Whenever she fought with Namjoon or Armand, or anyone for that matter, they would always find her here sitting on the gazebo. It was what Hobi called a Safe Zone, somewhere no one could get mad or attack her. It was her second safe zone anyway, first being Namjoon, but she stopped running to Namjoon unless she was devastated. He was the only one who was able to comfort her in ways Armand couldn't and he knew that.

That's why when he heard the faint footsteps of Y/n behind her, he had an inkling that the wedding wasn't going to happen from the way he saw her crying as she ran up the stairs and how devastated Namjoon looked as the car drove away. He knew that she finally found out that Namjoon was in love with her and he was okay with that, he accepted it. He even went up to her room hours after she arrived, he was about to knock on the door when he heard a loud sob and her quiet cries. He knew from that moment that the time he feared arrived but he wasn't angry, he was sad not for himself but for the both of them. For a precious friendship possibly broken.

"Armand?" she quietly calls for him making turn around and seeing her in her dress he thought she'd make a beautiful bride but not for him. Shaking her head with tears in her eyes, she starts apologizing to him.To her surprise, Armands steps forward and wraps his arms around her, rubbing her back gently "I know, I know. It's okay," he tries to soothe her "You can cry, it's okay. It's just us." And he let her. For a good few minutes he let her cry, tears staining his suit but he didn't mind.

"What am I supposed to do?" she asked when finally got the chance to breathe

"I'm not really sure what to tell you, Y/n, because as much as I want to marry you 'cause I love you and I can't force you to marry me when we both know that you're really in love with him."

"How come every one knows that?"

"Because we've all seen signs but chose to ignore it or shrug it off, simply because of the fact that we're dating. But every one could see right through the two of you, even I did.

"I'm not mad at you for being in love with him while you were with me, I just wished you realized sooner. It would've been less miserable and less painful for you both." he admitted, taking her hand he kisses her knuckles "I accept if you don't want to go through with the wedding anymore, but please do me a favor and walk down the aisle so they wouldn't think you just bailed on the wedding. You can run away right before everyone sits down. Just look around for a bit, you put a lot of hard work planning what you wanted,

"It just so happens that it's with the wrong guy," he smiles "Go be happy, love." he leans forward to kiss her forehead "You deserve happiness with the man you truly love,"

Namjoon asked to be dropped off at Y/n apartment thinking she would be there but tye receptionist mentioned that she didn't see Y/n enter the building making Namjoon runnto his building that was next door to see if she was waiting by his front door only to be disappointed. Walking back to the car he finally spots the car behind his driver and walks up to it, only to find his brothers squeezed in between the two rows of the Starex.

"What are you guys doing here?" he asks eyebrows pulling together

"Did you really think we were going to let run out to look for her on your own?!" Yoongi shot back at him "How in the world were you going to look for her?"

"You went to the most obvious places she would never go" Jin pointed out "She would never go back to her place or yours, it's not a great idea to wind down in a closed off area,"

"Well where do you think she went if you all think you're damned geniuses?" Namjoon exclaimed out of frustration "She's out in the middle of Seoul all alone in a fucking wedding gown and it's raining!"

"Watch your language, Namjoon-ah," Jin said in a stern voice that he rarely uses on his younger brothers "You don't have to be mad at us when all we're trying to do is help," Namjoon immediately backed down not wanting the eldest to be upset with him.

"I just..." he started "I need to find her, she gets sick easily and I don't want her to get hurt, she's out there all alone-"

"You're not kids anymore, Namjoon-ah," Yoongi tells him "She could handle herself, but I know what you mean about her being alonenand needing to find her asap. So start using that brain of yours to think about where she could go, somewhere only the two of you would know.

"There are so many places we went to over the past fifteen years, how am I supposed to remember all of them?" he says in a panic as a thunder rumbles above them

"Do you think she'd go to hyung's parents?" Jimin asks them

"To Ilsan?" Namjoon asks "It's too far away, and she wouldn't go there knowing my parents aren't..." he stops mid-sentence, looking at the road seeing that there wasn't too much traffic ahead, he was mentally calculating time

"What's wrong, hyung?" Taehyung asks him, looking at where he was looking

"Home," Namjoon finally says in a quiet voice "Home. I know where she is," he says in a firmer voice before running back to his car and tells the driver where to go and his brothers follow right behind him.

~~~~~^^~~~~~~~~^^^^

"I swear we're gonna get arrested, Namjoon-ah," Y/n says in a panic holding his hand in a death grip, but he didn't mind. They're both usually paired up together with a senior back in high school because of how clumsy and heavy-handed, but Y/n was naturally clumsier than heavy-handed, that talent was something that Namjoon excelled in. But what they're doing was completely reckless.

"It's not breaking and entering, babe," he teases, Y/n blushed at the endearment hiding her face on his shoulder "The gazebo is outside and the place isn't even gated, it's practically part of the park's property if you follow the invisible line"

"I don't care, out school thinks it theirs I'm not disrespecting their decisions considering the fact that I need to graduate and not get expelled or arrested for trespassing,"

"Let them try," he mutters as they walk nearer to the gazebo

"You're an idiot," she sighs "We both are..."

"Welcome home, baby," he jokes as they step into the gazebo, their surroundings were only lit by the moonlight and a street lamp "The baby's all tucked in bed and fast asleep,"

"Keep joking around like that and you just might have to marry me,"

"Don't dare me," he chuckles "It's gonna be your problem, I'm not Jin hyung or Yoongi hyung. I won't be able to cook for you,"

"Or keep the place clean," you laugh

"Ya!" he exclaimed too loudly making him cover his mouth and Y/n silently laughs "You're lucky you don't live with us,"

"What are you going to do?" she dared "Vacuum the place in the early morning? You must have forgotten that I'm a heavy sleeper,"

"You sleep like Jungkook, nothing can wake you up except for food," he smiles as he comfortably places his arm on the bench behind her. Behind them was a fence that separated the school from the park where there was a couple by the swing set.

"You know we could just get married and not tell anyone," he tries to dare her "The city hall isn't that far all we gotta do is wait for the next available date,"

"You're crazy," she chuckled "Focus on your debut and your dream, not to mention you have to finish school and all. When you're done with all of that, let's talk weddings and marriage, and every thing in between,"

"How about we live together till then?" he proposed "We'll have a little house, maybe two bedrooms one for us, the other for an office and maybe in the future it will turn into a nursery,"

"You're too drunk," she laughs off his offer nit knowing how serious he was "We should have stayed with soju instead of shifting gears to whiskey,"

"I'm serious," he protests eyes wide as he gently places another hand on the table, leaning closer to her "We could get married when I've saved up for a wedding you want once the debut becomes a success,"

"Namjoon-ah," she started "Listen to what you're saying. This isn't a joke, we have our own dreams to make come true. Are you absolutely sure you want to start family before you could even stand on your own two feet? Bangtan's debut is next week and you're thinking about getting married,

"If does become a success, you won't have time for a relationship let alone a family of your own until the dust has settled," she watches Namjoon's reaction as he looks away from her, he knew he should have confessed earlier before Bang PD-nim announced their upcoming debut. But deep down, he knew she was right. However, he was persistent he wanted to be with her before someone else could step in. He had a feeling he was going to lose her once his focus fully shifts to being the leader of Bangtan.

"For now, we can enjoy this friendship," she says smiling as she was rubbing his shoulder, but Namjoon thinks that it was his heart that needed to be in your touch to heal from this rejection "and we could call this little gazebo 'home' if you want. Our 'little home', a place only we know and the only place we can truly be ourselves and be comfortable."

"This gazebo is home if you're here," he partially agrees with her "If you're not here, this is just another gazebo. You're my home, Y/n,"

"Ditto, nerd," she sighs resting her head on the shoulder she was rubbing. Placing a small kiss on his shoulder she whispers "Go win their hearts, Namjoon-ah. I know the seven of you guys are gonna make it big. You have something others don't,"

"Hmm... And what would that be?"

"Passion, patience, determination, one dream and the best part, you have each other." Y/n smiles to herself, "But the biggest flex your team has is that they have you as their leader, it takes a great team to succeed, but a great leader will make a great team succeed be even better,

So, believe me when I say you'll make it big. And I'm gonna be right behind you, watching all of you reach your dreams and live it" she said proudly.

Namjoon let the tears flooding his eyes fall as he kisses the top of her head. He knew that he had to succeed to make her proud, he finally compromised with himself that he should make her proud and come back to her when the right time comes.

"Just don't forget about me, Joonie," she teases "I'll forever be your number one fan,"

"Don't be ridiculous, Y/n-ssi. You're going to be right next to me the whole ride, you gonna be with me all the time. I'll make sure of it."

That early morning, Namjoon walked her back to her dorm before going back home to his dorm. Not completely happy about being rejected by Y/n, but feeling more determined. It was like adding wood to a campfire, add more and the fire becomes bigger, that fire was his determination. Little did he know, she was gonna end up moving om with her life without him as he focused more and more on his job.

"YA! I've been looking everywhere for you," a voice says behind Y/n making her turn around quickly as she snaps out of her thoughts. Namjoon always thought that she never remembered that night because of how drunk she was, but that was the evening that Y/n found out that she had a pretty high tolerance with alcohol that over the years whenever the boys got drunk, Yoongi and Y/n would be the last ones standing. A secret that Yoongi kept, knowing that it would be a useful talent of hers in the future, and, man was he right .

"Do you know how fucking worried I was about you?!" he asks her his tone indicating a hint of anger with the concern laced in his voice "You could get sick with how reckless you are. Can't you see it's pouring and you're in a fucking dress?!" Standing in the rain, Namjoon's chopped blonde hair was wet and so was his dress shirt and coat. Y/n couldn't place the look he had in his face, no doubt he looked worried and mad, but there was something else. Longing, she decided, and hope. Both a very dangerous combination.

"Go home, Namjoon-ah," she says through the the noise of the rain splattering on the roof of the gazebo and the pavement "You don't have to worry about me, I'll just grab a bus home."

"Like hell you are," he scoffed "And I'm not done talking"

Y/n wanted to take her shoes and throw it at him, and she was seconds from doing so. Not like it was the first time she threw a shoe at him.

"What the hell happened?" he asks and she rolled her eyes "Why did you run away from the wedding? People are getting more and more worried about you, you should go back and get dried up. Armand sent me to get you."

"He didn't send you, dad did." Y/n says "Dad was the last person to talk to Armand before I walked down the aisle. So, it's most likely dad.

And don't fucking ask me what happened when you were the one who sent a hard drive filled of videos of you getting trashed," she started fuming "Stop pretending like you didn't say the things you said last night to put me where I am right now, you little piece of shit!" she grabbed her shoe and hurled it at his direction aiming for his head only to surprise her when he ducked to the side and dodged it like a pro making the boys in the car who were watching the entire thing happening with Jungkook and Hobi taking videos, howl at how impressive it was.

"Oooh!," Hobi chuckled "Oh he's gonna be in trouble for dodging that one!" all of them laughed as Jimin asked "We're such bad friends for filming this,"

"Hey, now," Jin said from the passenger seat "At least we came to support him, and we're not just his friends, we're family too,"

"You measly little fucker," Y/N gritted as she threw another one this time the show landed on his muscled bicep "You dare," she threw a bracelet she was wearing "fucking" she struggled with taking the viel from her head before bundling it into a ball and throwing it at him "dodge me. You asshole!" From the car, Hobi snort-laughed as they continued filming "Told you," making Jimin lightly hit his arm as they all chuckled.

"Call me whatever you want, Y/n, if it's going to make you sleep better tonight," Namjoon said to her his tone returning to how he started when he arrived "If it makes you fucking happier do it,"

"Why did you show up?" Y/n demanded as she walked up to him not caring about getting rained on, a part of Namjoon wanted to pull her back in the gazebo but he was frozen at the sight before him, just like how frozen he was in his place when she walked the aisle not less than 2 hours ago, "What made you think you could just show up?! Didn't you say you weren't going to be there? Did you finally muster up the courage to stop being god damned coward? You fucking bastard!" she yelled and cried, she was pushing him away from her over and over again, and Namjoon let her slam her fists on his chest repeatedly, but to his surprise she didn't hit him as hard as he thought she would. Gently grabbing her wrists, he wraps her arms around his torso pulling her close in a hug as he placed a hand behind her head and another one around her back. Y/n stiffened under his touch before she relaxed and quietly sobbed with her face on his coat, soaked in the rain and her tears.

Without any hesitation he places a kiss on the top of her head before gently holding her face with both hands and leaning down just so his lips were near hers, but he didn't move. Instead he waited for her, and when she finally understood why he didn't move and longingly stared at her lips, she did the one thing they've both been waiting for since they fell in love with each other in high school and finally, her lips met his. When Namjoon pulled away, resting his forehead on hers, he whispers to her "I'm never letting you go again. You're not going to get rid me that easily this time around," Y/n giggled as she leans up again for another kiss and Namjoon gladly kissed her back, finally tasting the lips he's been craving for so long.

Back in the car, the boys were giggling and smiling like high schoolers. Jungkook was still filming the entire thing and the audio surely caught all of their side comments and the noises they all made when they finally kissed for the first time.

"Now that," Jin pointed out his window, "Is better than any existing and upcoming dramas on TV,"

"Definitely," Yoongi smiled

"We finally don't have to deal with a grumpy Namjoon hyung," Taehyung sighed happily "Our world is finally at peace"

"You can't say that," Jungkook objected chuckling, "Now they're gonna get married and have kids, hyung. We're ginna have little Namjoons running around the office," Hobi laughed out loud, clapping as he did. Jimin stared at him with wide puppy eyes, "W-wait... But they're both clumsy," he pointed out, then he muttered to himself "that means their kids are gonna be... Aiiishh-"

Opening the window next to Hobi and pushing out most of his upper body out, not caring about the rain he yells out to the couple who we're smiling at each other through their tears that were getting mixed with the rain that was falling on them, "YA! YOU BETTER NOT BE MAKING KIDS SOON, YOU IDIOTS!" this time tue other members laughter reached their ears, the car no longer soundproof because of the opened window. Namjoon looked back at his friend and he tightened his arms around Y/n, "I got bad news for you, Jimin-ah," he smiles "You might see them sooner than you think," this time along with the sound of laughter mainly Hobi's due to his reaction to Jimin's wide eyed look at the couple, joined a few sounds of complaints mainly from Yoongi and Jin who knew immediately that they can't say no if the time comes for them to be babysitters for Y/n's kids, but decided to give complaining a try if it means it will buy them time to mentally prepare for mini-me's of the middle child of Bangtan.

Namjoon ignores the other members and turns back around to the gazebo walking towards it with his hand still holding Y/n as they sit.

"You ruined my wedding," she muttered lamely while they were seated inside the gazebo, arms still around each other.

"We'll have a better one," he promised her "that's if you want one. I mean it, what I said; I'm not letting you go again. It was the biggest mistake I made, I'm not going to make that mistake again."

"A wedding with you? And if I don't want to be with you?" she says almost in a daring manner, her chin resting on his chest as she looks up at his face

"Move in with me or start a family with me, either way, be with me; be mine and I'll be yours" He says, and at that moment Y/n recalls the early morning they got drunk and how he called the gazebo their home "I just want to be with you, that's all I want. Stay with me, please" Y/n watched Namjoon's every move and if back then he was recklessly discussing marriage with her with no clue about what the future holds for them both. Now, he knows exactly what he wants and it's to marry her, spend his life with her.

After a beat, she smiles and pulls him in to press a kiss on his cheek.

"Is that a yes?"

"Only one way to find out, Namjoon-ah" she grinned.

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[pbandjesse]

I am very tired today. Which has me feeling a little lightheaded. But it was still a nice day.

I need to not be so hard on myself. I was just reviewing the day before I wrote everything down and was like. Oh you didn't do much, you didn't accomplish much. But that's not true!! I had a good day.

I did end up taking one muscle relaxer last night and it helped me sleep which was nice but I still woke up groggy. At least I didn't have to drive.

I got dressed and felt a little weird in this dress. I think it's the flouncy bottom hem. But I still felt cute. James kept telling me I was cute. And we loaded up the car and left.

We misordered at McDonald's but James got it fixed. And then helped me set up at the market. I was still feeling groggy and a little weird. But I was enjoying talking to Anne and working on some frogs. I got a few done today and that felt nice.

I also wished Stanley a happy birthday. He's going to Atlantic City with his wife and kids tonight for a few days. I hope they have fun and he wins a lot of money. I told him about when my dad left my mom at the beach for gambling quarters and how I can't be trusted to gamble because I have a terrible addictive personality. Made him laugh really hard.

We got baked goods from Ginny. It's the last week for summer flavors! I'm excited for her fall flavors, her stuff really shines that time of year.

I had a good time at the market. I was productive finishing frogs. I got like 5 or 6 done. Even sold one a few minutes after putting it on the table and got lots of compliments and faces (like the sad oh my goodness so cute faces) and it was encouraging. I would sell 3 plushies and 2 stickers packs plus a few stand alone stickers. It was a really good day.

I made a TikTok with my bears. It was the Taylor swift trend where you pick up a pet or an animal or baby and spin them around. So I did that and Ann was like. Jesse that looked so weird you know that right and I'm like Ann I have not one day care what people think about me. And she laughed and said the videos as very cute.

I had some excellent conversations and maybe made some market friends. One with a lovely couple who got a bunch of my stuff and we talked about arthritis and making and how we adapt things so it doesn't hurt so much. I hope they come back cause they were lovely. Someone requested I try to make a pig. So I'm going to attempt that tomorrow I think. Just to see what happens. it's really just going to be changing proportions I think.

One of the funnier parts of the day was when Rod, the bread guy, got terrified by a customer when he wasnt looking and she came up behind him. He legit screamed. It was very funny.

And then a whole bunch of little kids swarmed me. I'm talking like 7 kids! I had then all trying to loom knit. And we got a half a square done through teamwork. These were all 5 years old and you get except for two older brothers who mostly just watched and talked to me. The 2 year old, Luka, did not have the dexterity for it so I held his hand so he could get it. He was all snotty as 2 year olds tend to me and I would ask nicely for the pick tool and would say thank you when he gave it back, we had a good thing going.

The boys kept taking the yarn and unraveling it though which was only mildly annoying but their mom collected it and apologized. I mostly just didn't want them to wrap it around their necks, which they kept doing. I just kept saying "oh no thank you friends." And then redirecting giving them turns doing the loom. Stanley laughed at me with all the kids crawling all over me and my chair and I was like. Stanley I have opened a kindergarten.

Eventually the mom's would take their kids away a few at a time. Until only Mia and her brother were there. She showed her grandma and grandma said she has a loom too so maybe she can do it at home. I love to share especially when it encourages people to make things on their own!!

I was excited to go home though. It got really hot out all of a sudden, even under the pavilion. I would pack up pretty quick. I was already feeling a little woozy. I went inside and said goodbye to James. Chatted with Sarah, it was very nice to see her. And then when I started yawning James told me to go home.

Thankfully there wasn't a ton of traffic. Pratt street, a major through road, was closed for a concert tonight. So I was prepared for bad traffic but I lucked up. And was home before 130.

I parallel parked really well!! Very proud. And then brought everything upstairs. I hugged Sweetp for a bit. And put things away. I accidently squished the peanut butter pie. But it will still taste good.

After everything was put away where it needed to go I would take a quick shower and change. I trimmed my bangs. And laid down.

I would put on the AC and a video and fell asleep pretty fast. And I had intense dreams again. Nothing surprising. Was married to a colonial general in a space/time travel loop on an alien planet. We had three alien babies and were hiding from the government on a desert island/ abandoned nifty fifties.

I woke up woozy still. I went to make a sandwich and then James was home!! I was happy to see them.

They played video games. And I watched videos. And we had a chill evening. I would play with sweetp. And James would go for a bike ride and bring us home burger king. Which I ate in the bathtub. Nothing like a milkshake and fries in a bubble bath.

Now we are in bed. Half watching tiktoks. Half just talking. Resting. I am excited to go back to sleep. I hope it comes easy tonight.

I hope you all have a good night and take care of yourselves. Until next time!

[harunayuuka2060]

I'm sorry but I really need some help

Okay so I work at this store that open from 6 am to 11 pm And I basically work for morning shift on last friday. I was completely alone since my manager he have some problems need to take care of first. And this one freaking man wanted to purchase something that I'm not well knowledgeable of the topic. So I told him I can't sell it to him since I didn't have good portion of knowledge about the thing he wanted to purchase. At same time two vendor is also in my store with countless of stock and it's still early in the morning.

Bad news is the stupid man still purchased it. Later on I'm busy with several customers. And at the moment my manager has already arrived. However, when this man legit came back and yelling at me Infront of everyone telling me I'm incompetent and stupid for not wanting to provide any help for him for the thing HE WANTED TO PURCHASED EVEN AFTER I SAID "SIR I CAN'T PROVIDE MY HELP SINCE I DID NOT HAVE A FAIR KNOWLEDGE ABOUT THE THING YOU WANTED TO PURCHASE"

He went off and yelling various type of curse word and also told me that "this is what happens when you gave woman A MAN WORK" that make my blood boiled. So my manager later provide his help to the asshole. After the inconvenience thing passed I was silent for the whole time of my shift. And my manager tell me it's not my fault that man was literally spouting his bullshit.

I managed to stay professional until the end of my shift and when I finally in my comfort oh home. So I cry and rant about the thing to my boyfriend who later also agreed with the customer. He did not even learn the whole story so I was really emotional and mad that I cry and tell him the whole story and said that he was still welcome to tell me I'm wrong after the customer basically just call me stupid. When in reality I'm still new there.

This went on for both of us. Yes he did ask for forgiveness. But I did not want to talk to him at the moment. I thought that when he said "it's also your fault to let him buy that thing" and he also said "you're too emotional that's how working life is" he already invalidate my emotions and said that I'm not professional enough to work.

It's upset me and I said to him "if you want to invalidate my emotions so be it. I don't see any point for both of us to continue our relationship" I ended the call and start to put my phone on DND

Of course he called me multiple of time, leaving voice message and even come to my house. But I ignore him. I'm mentally and physically exhausted so I sleep the whole part of confrontation since it's tiring.

And today his bestfriend called me and said that I'm just emotional and I need to sort out my emotions since it's make his best friend cry that I ignore all his messages and text over some meaningless argument.

I replied to him by saying that invalidation against my emotions are something he supposed not to do and if my emotional outburst are something meaningless for them don't blame me if I don't see any point of continue my relationship.

He called me a bitch while my boyfriend are crying and ask me for forgiveness on the background. That when on until today.

My bestfriend said that it's his fault not mine and he shouldn't said something like that. However my boyfriend and his friends still try to contact me.

I think I went to far and petty for this whole conversation but I also think he's wrong. So did I do something wrong or its right for me to do this? I just want to know someone else opinion who are not biased by the situation.

Look. I'm not an expert and I don't use this blog to give advices on problems like this, but you should trust your gut because if that was my boyfriend, hell, I would immediately erase him from my life. ^^

[benefits1986]

Carpenters PL Revisited x Mother Dragon's Hello, Love, Au Revoir

Bakit kasi nag-stick 'yung mga super basic phrases in French from grade school? Ayan tuloy. Ang aga-aga na naman.

Went to restock my pantry with healthier options because though I don't like to admit it, the virus is still in my system. I was legit tired even when I just filled a cart. Or is it the universe telling me to compartmentalize my work and life, before I indulge in workaholism dressed to the nines? I'm on the cusp, to be honest. It looks more than gold, it's like titanium encrusted with diamonds. Or is it time to put my work ultra-smart hat mode on so we'd have a character development? Sinabi ng I won't think about work in this WL e. Sinabi ng tigilan muna e kasi kahit anong work naman hindi mauubos, laging may kulang, laging may sobra. I don't know if it's just me, but I can still feel mother dragon's presence. Perhaps it's her version of Are You Afraid of the Dark: Magandang Gabi Bayan x KJMS. And this morning, I revisited her go-to PL which is The Carpenters. I used to abhor this group because they're not as popping as her other vibes --Michael Jackson, Whitney Houston, Madonna and The Beatles.

She loved Karen Carpenter and was devastated to know that she lost her anorexia battle. She watched me carefully during the time when bulimia and anorexia looked cool. She reassured me that being big-boned and plus size is NEVER a liability. My stretch marks are my tigress stripes. My ample hips, thighs and legs are part of my being and doing.

She taught me to embrace my flaws, like my dyslexia. She never believed that I am a slow reader. LOL. She felt that my poor grammar skills can be neutralized by writing and speaking. JUSQ. While I usually get a line of 9 in English, the truth is, I struggled so badly with every timed Phoenix comprehension worksheets. While I misread, mispronounce and misspell a lot, mom felt that I am but making an alibi. She branded me as careless and distracted easily. LOLOLOLLOLL. Mother dragon for three, always! She told me to that while I keep skipping lines when I read out loud, I can use my pointer finger to guide my handicap. Of course, she used verbatim that's too graphic, it's traumatic, because her Tagalog is tumatagos hindi lang sa buto pati sa kaibuturan aka verbal abuse minus the cursing; because she is a classy bitch looking after her kanal daughter.

Reading out loud was always an internal shit show until she instructed me to join declamation contests in English and Filipino. Later on, she egged me to give extemporaneous speeches and debates their precious chances. The struggle escalated because I can barely organize my thoughts, but she told me: It's not about winning. It's about how you play the game AND what you learn from it. She was RBF when I bring home a few medals during my years in school. You see, I am so poor in Math. I guess, the science and history subjects actually keep me up and giddy. However, mom said, that of course, science and history make sense because they're part of the obvious world. LOL. Hindi po talaga siya nagpapatalo. She's poor in math herself so, she can't teach me a lot. We can't afford a math tutor and my grades won't make it to remedial classes, as they're barely hanging.

In mother dragon speak, barely hanging grades meant anything that's lower than 89. May sarili siyang grading system sa utak niya. :D Though I had a few merit cards and was generally part of the Top 10, I was never an honor student. She didn't push for the top of the batch, but she has her own way of grading me. Because I am generally moody, whenever there's something off about my conduct and homeroom grades, mhie, mas lagot ako sa kanya. She has this belief that while grades matter, it's the decorum that goes with it that matters most. Hindi ko na alam saan ako lulugar because I noticed that most of the high achievers in my hood have a seeming social withdrawal and may come off as outlandish and worse, anti-social or socially awkward.

I remember asking her one time if I could try out for the swimming team because the coach is Eric Buhain. Also, I wanted a Speedo duffel bag, too! Iba 'yung feeling 'pag nasa diving board tapos nakakasabay ako in my thicc frame and lampa sa larangan ng sports. Also, I love the water. Iba 'yung effect niya sa akin. Nakakalma ako kahit overthinking pa rin ako. Most importantly, 'pag nasa swimming ako, wala akong ibang iniisip kung 'di 'yung hindi ako lumubog and makatawid sa other end ng pool. The Olympic size pool is like my ice skating rink. Though punggok ako, may advantage naman since bouyant ako saka generally, I can take a deep, deep breath and hold it kahit malimit akong may URTI growing up. The tanned and lean build is just sooooo appealing to me. I can imagine that my shoulders will be broader and my clavicles would pop. I can also shape my wide hips and thicccc thighs and legs. She told me to forget it even when I excel in swimming. She told me that I won't be getting a Speedo duffel bag, swimsuit and swimming cap because we can't afford the expenses that go with it. Ayaw daw niya akong maging kawawa and that while co-curricular activities are good, these don't fit my schedule especially when my brother is still recovering from meningitis. And knowing me daw, for sure, mapapabayaan ko 'yung school stuff because swimming makes me forget the world. Baka raw malihis pa ako ng landas. Syempre, I was beyond heartbroken when I heard this. Sabi ko, okay, wala ng Speedo. I can go with department store stuff (our suking Landmark or SM) and that I won't forget my duties as a forced dutiful ate to my brother. I even told her that I'd do better in math. HAHAHAHAHA. Lahat na po nilagay natin sa table pero, mother dragon put her claws down. She breathed fire to the pawn me. Ashes. Ashes everywhere. Super sama talaga ng loob ko sa kanya noon. She told me that since my skin usually gets fucked when I swim in a pool of chlorine, I might just end up more fucked. She didn't use the word "fucked" ha. That's me hearing what she meant lang talaga. HUHUHUHUHU. I honestly felt like I was treated unfairly even borderline inhumane. At a tender age, I felt like mother dragon wanted to force things in my system instead of allowing me to blossom through adversity. Aywaw. Naisip ko talaga 'yun because we always fight, fight, fight. Siya naman laging nagso-sorry kahit ako mali, as our Taurus-Cancer game is always up and running.

Para kaming may scoreboard kung sinong nananlo at natalo. She told me that she doesn't care about that scoreboard because para daw sa kapakanan ko 'yun. LUL. 'Yan na naman siya. Akala mo alam lahat. E siya nga, ending is housewife when she could have been a legit career woman on her way to the top of her game. :p Bawing-bawi ako 'pag ganito comeback ko sa kanya. Hahahahahaha. Syempre, she'd whack me back saying that: Kaya nga, ako ang nanay. Ako ang masusunod. Kung gusto mo, palit tayo. Ikaw na 'yung nanay, ako na 'yung anak. Me: OK. Fine. Bye. Bukas ulit. Or mamaya.

I think it took me ages to let go this angst go. Actually, iyak-tawa na naman ako writing this out. The Carpenters PL made me bleed e. So, okay. Go lang. Andito na rin e. Speaking of this PL, it hits different AND it hits home. Mas na-appreciate ko and... love ko na PL na 'to. Currently hunting down a good vinyl for this nga, preferably 'yung vintage. I noticed that the quality of the new vinyls are MEH and BLECH. Kakabadtrip though the aesthetics are better. Hindi pixelated or malabo lang talaga kuha. Bangkal, Makati Cinema Square, or Cubao X na siguro ito 'pag mas oks na pakiramdam ko. Sana bukas na 'yun please. UGH.

While I can definitely score a good item in Amazon or Ebay, iba pa rin 'pag nahahawakan mo, naamoy, nilalagay mo sa player. Iba pa rin 'pag pumipili ka sa vintage piles. May kakaibang euphoria siya as a mababaw person. Today is the day to remember the dead. I find this absurd to be honest. Why so? Because we don't really need to have this day of commemoration, to be honest. We always remember. Sometimes, we choose to forget. Most of the time, we the dead people become so alive in micro-moments and even zero moments of truth. Today, I'm thinking of lighting my Nasugbu candle for mom. I never believe in traditions, but let this be a curious day. Let this be day of remembering her life and her lessons as I make sense of my limited time across this universe, this lifetime. And yes, I'll play her PLs throughout the day. Maiba naman. Try natin if I won't spiral or be triggered. May this day be a day filled with glimmers as her au revoir non-horror keeps coming. Humanda siya. Mature na ako. LOL. Ready na ako to face my demons and hers, too. LUH. Labas ko na ulit 'yung dusty and rusty scoreboard namin.

[aubzikins]

Chapter 2: The Invitation

It was about 3 am when I was awoken by the sound of my sweet tortoiseshell kitten Aeris meowing loudly in my face. I looked around and realized I had fallen asleep on the couch, pretty much as soon as I sat down when I got home last night.

Aeris, knowing I was too tired to argue over her having a 3 am meal, continued to meow loudly and added a few headbutts for good measure. “Alright, alright. I'm up” I reluctantly and groggily carried her over to the kitchen. The closer I got, the more she purred. When I made it to the cabinet that had her food, she jumped down, rubbed herself all over me, and waited patiently for her bowl of wet food.

After she was settled, and I was more conscious… it hit me. “FUCK!” I forgot to let Chan know I had made it back to my place. Knowing how his dad-like mind worked, I knew he was going to be worried. I ran over to my phone, and as soon as I opened the screen, it died. Once I figured out where my charger was, I finally got the phone plugged in. The five minutes it took for my phone to come back on were agonizingly slow. When it finally came on, sure enough… there were 2 missed calls and a few texts from Chan…

2345 Chris: Hey Nia! Glad you came by for dinner! The guys and I had fun watching a movie with you and getting to know you. It was nice!

0002 Chris: Hey did you make it home okay?

0005 *Missed Call: Chris*

0045 Chris: Nia? Sorry to bug you but just wanted to make sure you got home safely, and all is well.

0100 *Missed Call: Chris*

0110 Chris: I called the driver and he said he dropped you off. He assured me that you went inside, and he didn’t see anything suspicious.

0130 Chris: I'll leave you alone now, I apologize if I am overstepping by continuing to text you…

0230 Chris: …

After reading through his texts, I felt guilty. While I didn’t want to wake him up, I needed to check in and let him know I was safe and well.

0310 Me: Hey! I’m so sorry! I got inside the house, sat on the couch and the next thing I knew, my kitten was waking me up for food. I hope I didn’t worry you too much. I had a great time too. The guys are amazing and so are you!

It wasn’t even two seconds after I hit send, I saw “…” pop up on the screen. “Why is he still awake!??” facepalming myself. “Oh no, I hope it's not because of me. Well only one way to find out.” I mumbled.

0311 Chris: Thank God you’re good! I was a bit worried when you didn’t respond. The driver said he made sure you had gone inside. I was almost tempted to have him drive me to your home so I could double-check. But figured that would be a bit of an overstep.

0312 Me: I am so sorry! I guess I was really tired. It’s been a long work week and then a very eventful day. Please accept my sincerest apologies. I hope I didn’t cause you to stay up worrying. Was not my intention!

0313 Chris: No worries, I don’t sleep remember so I was already awake, just had another reason to be awake. Please don’t apologize anymore, we did kind of keep you busy this evening. I was just overreacting a bit.

0315 Chris: Nia, we were wondering. We have 2 more days here before we head off to the next city… wanna hang out again? Felix wants to have a board game night, so we were going to go buy Uno and a few other games to play. We would love for you to come over again. Also... Felix asked if he could have your cell number. Would you be okay with that?

I stared at my phone, stunned. Did Bang Chan legit just ask if I could come to hang out? Really? Me of all people. These guys are legendary idols who are beyond talented at everything they do. But they want to hang out with me?

0318 Me: Yes, Felix can have my cell, I would love to hear from him. Are you sure you want to hang out with me? I mean... I’m flattered, just taken aback a little.

0318 Chris: Nia… If we didn’t want to hang out with you again, I would not have offered. You are such a fun chill person. We had fun tonight and would love to hang out with you again. Felix is going to be so excited when I let him know you were cool with it.

0319 Me: Sorry, just needed to verify that you wanted to hang out. Gotta make sure this isn’t a dream that I am suddenly going to wake up from. And don’t go buying any games, I have a bunch here at my house that I can bring over. That way y’all don’t have to go spend extra monies. I am free any time after 11 am. When would you like me to come over?

0320 Chris: Awesome! I will have the driver pick you up at 11 am then. Thanks for bringing the games. Can’t wait to see ya again! Now I’m going to head to bed, and you probably need some sleep too. Sweet dreams <3

0321 Me: See you in a few hours, Sweet Dreams Chan!

As I sat there for a couple of minutes just staring at my phone, I thought for sure this all has to be a dream. I'm so exhausted, this must be a dream. I sigh tiredly, as Aeris jumps up, and starts stretching, her belly full of her late-night meal. I smile at her and say, “Guess you're ready to go back to bed huh?” Her response was to jump down and start walking to the bedroom. I chuckled, picked her up, and headed the rest of the way to my bed. It's still early and if I want to be able to keep up with the boys, I'm gonna need a bit more sleep. I plug in my phone and smile at it again. If this was all a dream, it was such a great dream.

My alarms started going off at 7 am. I woke up feeling refreshed. It had been a while since I have gotten more than 3-4 hours total of sleep. It was only about six hours but still felt great. Aeris was nice and content on the pillow next to me, purring loudly. I gave her some love and then went to take a shower. I checked my phone and saw a text from Chan that simply stated, “Good Morning”. I checked the timestamp, and it was sent at 645am. “Of course, he would already be awake, hopefully, he even went to sleep” I muttered to myself. I text him back a good morning gif and then hop in the shower. I have 4 hours to get cleaned up, do my daily household chores, and get grocery shopping done for the week. I was pretty much out of everything and if I am going to hang out today/tonight, I need to use the little bit of free time I had to restock. “Should be plenty of time, right?” I think to myself.

I get out of my “hell water” shower and get dressed. I put on a cute comfy pair of jeans, a black tank top, and my favorite black North Face hoodie. After fixing my eyeliner and mascara, I put a bit of styling cream through my hair to try and tame the frizz that was my hair down. Yesterday I had it in a bun because I hadn’t washed it yet. As I headed out the door, I made sure to give Aeris some extra love because I knew she was going to sleep the day away.

By the time I finally make it back home with groceries and put them away, I glance at the time, it's 1045 am. I checked my texts and realized I had said I would bring some games. I went to my closet and pulled out Uno, Phase 10, Monopoly, a couple of packs of playing cards, and Cards Against Humanity. I don’t know if they would have fun with CAH, but I figured it wouldn’t hurt to bring it. My phone then goes off.

Unknown Number: Ma’am, this is your driver for today, I am a couple of minutes early. Please don’t rush, I will be waiting for you outside.

I put the games in a tote bag and grabbed my purse. I told Aeris bye and head out the door. The driver notices me, takes the tote bag from me, and walks me to the blacked-out vehicle. He opens the door for me, and I slide in. As soon as I slide in, I notice Chan and Felix are both in the vehicle as well.

“HEY!” they both say. “Ahh! Oh my god, you two!” I say holding my chest. “I didn’t realize y’all would be here as well!”

“Sorry! I bugged Chan about coming to pick you up as a surprise. The vehicle is completely tinted so no one would know it was us! So, Surprise!” Felix said smiling.

“You are so lucky you are adorable Felix; I almost threw my purse at you!” I start giggling. Chan is just sitting there smiling. “By the way, you look great! Love the curls! They suit you!” Felix said with a huge smile on his face.

“Thanks, Felix, this is my hair after a good wash!” I turned and looked at Chan “Did you get any sleep, Chan?” I asked, eyeing him.

“Yes, as soon I read your response saying goodnight, I went right to sleep, so I got about 3 hours.” He smiled. I just looked at him and shook my head. “What? It's fine, I’ll get some sleep later.” He smirked at me.

“Uh-huh. I got about 6 hours and feel like a new woman. Been a while since I’ve slept that much. Apparently hanging out with y’all wiped me out.” I looked at both, “Thank you for that.”

“Oh, that reminds me, Felix, I forgot that I had asked her if you could have her number too. Let me send it to you now.” Chan says to the now giddy Felix while sending him my contact information. Felix wastes no time in sending me a little chick emoji. I go ahead and save his contact in my cell as Lixie. I look up at them both, “Got you saved as Lixie!”

Felix and Chan smiled and then Felix started asking me about what games I brought along. I told him all of them and he seemed like he was interested in Cards Against Humanity, which made me laugh. Mischievous Felix…

When we pulled up to the Air BnB, Chan helped me out of the vehicle. Felix had grabbed my tote bag and sprinted up the steps excited to show the other guys all the games that I had brought. Chan smiled at me and let me go in first.

“Nia!” Han yelled when he saw me come in the door. “Oh wow!!! I didn’t realize you had curly hair. It looks great on you! I like it!” I giggle and thank him as he hugs me.

“Curls?” I hear Changbin ask. He saunters around the corner and looks at me. “OH! You look great Nia! Very Nice!”

“Thank you Changbin,” I say as I am switching into the house slippers that Chan had for the night before.

“Let her get in the house guys” Felix scolds Changbin and Han.

As we got further into the entryway, I saw Lee Know on the phone in the kitchen, looking into the fridge. He finishes his call and looks up at me, “Hey Nia”.

“Heya Lee Know, whatcha doing?” I ask.

“Ordering groceries and lunch.” He smiles as he closes the fridge door.

“Thanks for having me come over and hang out again guys, I appreciate it,” I said loud enough to make sure everyone heard.

Seungmin looked at me and smirked, “You saved our fearless leader from certain doom and you’re pretty good company. It’s our pleasure Nia. Now what’s this Cards Against Humanity game? Felix said it's right up my alley?” he smiled. Chan rolls his eyes and mouths “dramatic” at me as Seungmin finishes talking. I giggled and then explained the concept of the game and got it ready for all of us. Surprisingly, IN ended up winning both rounds that we were able to play before lunch and groceries arrived.

They wouldn’t let me help with anything, so I sat at the dining room table and watched them. For a group of men in their 20s, they sure were organized with how they stocked the kitchen. They had enough groceries to feed an army but were able to have everything put away within about 10 minutes.

Hyunjin brought the bags of lunch to the table. When he opened it all up, the delicious smells hit me, and my stomach growled. He heard it and laughed while I apologized. “Sorry Hyunjin, I forgot to eat breakfast this morning. Ended up taking a while grocery shopping myself this morning.”

He gave me a disappointing look and then smiled, “You need to remember to take care of yourself, but good thing we have all of this for lunch!”

Chan walked over and caught the last bit of the conversation. “What’s going on? Nia not taking care of herself?” He looked worried.

I shook my hands at them, “It's nothing, I just forgot to eat this morning. It happens, I usually remember around dinner” Then I realized I just basically put my foot in my mouth. Shit... I think to myself.

“Any particular reason why you forget?” Chan asks genuinely curious. “I am not going to harp on you about eating because we all do that enough for all of our STAY. But I can’t pretend that it doesn’t concern me…” he smiles slightly so I don’t feel attacked.

“Honestly, no clue. I could blame ADHD or just my forgetfulness in general, but it just happens. I’m trying to do better.” I say sheepishly.

“What matters is that you are trying Nia. We can always remind you.” Hyunjin laughs.

“Like you guys would have time. Chan doesn’t need another ‘Stray Kid’ to have to take care of. I’ll try to do better. Promise!” I smile. As Hyunjin and Felix laugh at my little humor attempt, Hyunjin sticks out his pinky finger, “Swear?” he asks.

“Swear!” as I link my pinky finger to his and smile.

#stray kids #fanfic #fanfic newbie

[sadrael]

The 3rd Night - Part 4: Finding Elon

I walked to the first place I'd most likely find Elon, which was in his swanky office. The door was shut and from what I could tell, there wasn't a light on in there. “Crap. He's probably asleep…” 

Stranding there for a few minutes, I debated whether or not I should knock. I knew he barely slept because of his insane work schedule and didn't want to wake him up during the few hours of the day where he actually took a legit break and rested up. But I didn't know for sure if he was in there. Heck, I don't know the guy's schedule. He could be on a freaking plane to the Tesla Gigafactory in Germany right now and I wouldn't even know it. 

So I mustered up my courage and lightly knocked on the door to his office. After a solid minute of 0 response, I knocked again, this time a little louder, “Elon, if you're in there, I just wanted to return a key you dropped in my office earlier.” 

There was still no response. So I gave up. The SpaceX Hawthorne facility was way too huge to go wandering about in search of Elon. Like I said, the dude could literally be anywhere. I'll just keep the key on me and give it back to him whenever I see him again. Hopefully soon. 

As I drove home, it was now 5:40 AM and traffic was already starting to jam up from all the other humans who were trying to get to work. This was one of the shitty aspects about living in California. Traffic. Lots and lots of wasteful hours just sitting in your car doing absolutely nothing. 

I was so tired. But yet my brain kept me awake by thinking about Elon’s futuristic vision of traveling underground in tunnels. Avoiding the hustle and bustle of CA by simply driving under it all. Got to admit the fella is insanely smart. One of the things I truly admire about him. That and his workstyle. Always on the go, forward thinking, focusing on the future and staying optimistic. 

Then some vivid images from that dream I had popped into my head of Elon fucking that thrust puck. I kinda wished that dream would've gone differently. Like maybe instead of fucking a thrust puck he could fuck me with that huge dick of his. I mean wow was that thing big. 

“What am I saying?” I growl to myself and slap my face, “he's my boss! We could never have a relationship…” but then a part of me thinks “who says we can't though? I don't think there's a written law that says you can't have a relationship with your employer. It's just one of those dumb things in life that people say isn't right and gets passed on because that's just how shit like that flies. 

Like people say it's weird and wrong to marry someone who's way older than you. Why? What's really wrong with that? There's nothing wrong with it. Age is just a fucking number. It's one's maturity, love, and what's inside that really counts in a relationship. 

But hell, what do I really know about relationships? I've never had anyone and I'm a 23-year-old virgin. I don't have anything to offer anyone anyways. I'm no beauty and not wealthy by any means. I'm nobody. Sure, I know some neat stuff on how the universe works, but I don't have a special doctorate degree in Physics or anything. I have an associates in Energy Management that I earned while enrolled in a special homeschool program that paid for me to go to college, but that is it. Everything else I know comes from lots of books that I picked up cheap at thrift stores growing up. 

I spent hours reading, and even wrote a few of my own books. Sci-fi novels that hardly got any recognition because it's an ebook. There's so many of them out there it's impossible to be found. Especially when you can't afford publicity or anything. 

“Oh well… Who cares? No one… Nobody at all… Hell, if I wrecked this car right here and died, nobody would really care. I'm not important…” I sighed and hit my head against the steering wheel a few times. 

I was annoyed with the traffic and myself. I wouldn't consider myself suicidal, but the thought of killing myself crosses my mind often. Death is better than living in a world where you know that nothing will ever become of you. Death is nice because you can't think or feel. You can't wonder about shit like whether or not anyone would ever love you and you can't regret past mistakes. I could give you many more reasons why death is better than living my life but I don't have the brain power right now to share. 

I've never tried to kill myself. But I've thought of ways that I could. Like jumping off a high bridge with water below and something heavy tied to your body so you'll sink. Getting hit by an expensive car would be a cool way to go. Imagine getting run over by a Lamborghini. I'd even take getting hit by a Tesla, just because they're one of my favorite types of cars. 

Shooting myself with a gun would be the easiest, but it's kinda lame. So is hanging yourself, unless it's in some kinda cool public place and you can scare some people at the same time. 

I want to go out with a bang if possible. Make a show of it. That way I can be remembered for something. Even though it might not be as cool as making history, like being remembered as the first person to get humanity to Mars. No, I’d be remembered as that one weird chick who got her ass run over by a freaking sports car. 

The thing is I don't want to feel pain when I die. I already feel pain while I'm alive (emotional pain and some physical) and don't want that to be the last thing I remember before the lights go out. 

By the time I was done thinking of ways to die, traffic had eased up a bit and I had made it home. 

My home was a simple apartment near the ghetto. Cheap and trashy living on the outside, but inside my home was what counted. I had made it into my cool little den. Surrounded by my books, weird art (all paintings and drawings of my own creation) and tones of houseplants. It kinda looked like an abandoned library/art gallery in a jungle. 

I grew up in a quiet town in the state of Oregon, surrounded by an evergreen rainforest all year long. California is completely different and I love it. I'm a person who enjoys adventure so that's why I'm here where I am today. But I keep the houseplants coherent and green because I still have a deep connection with nature and long to be within it, always. 

After checking all the locks to the barred windows and doors to my little apartment in the worn down cement apartment complex, I went to my bedroom and got undressed. Then I put on a tanktop and a fresh pair of underwear. That's all I wear year-round. I have this weird thing where I can't wear pants to bed, otherwise I feel like I have to pee all night and get too hot. And T-shirts feel constricting (unless I'm wearing one of my favorite cotton SpaceX T-Shirts, then I'll wear those because they're unusually comfortable. But I usually just stick to tank tops because it helps keep me cooler.) 

“I wonder what Elon’s house is like? Ah, that's right. He sold all his fancy mansions. Now he just rents places whenever he needs to. Must be nice to have the money to do that. But still nothing to tie you down. Pretty nice… Someday I’d like to have enough money to just go wherever I want. Oh well…”

Rent isn't cheap, even where I am it is still a lot. I can't afford a house with land, so when I moved here I was pretty much screwed unless I wanted to pay rent or buy a van and live down by the river. (Which is still my back up plan when I'm really ready to go out for a real adventure.) I live in the rundown apartments by the Chester Washington Golf Course. It’s not far from where I work.

I came to California to be closer to Elon and his shenanigans. I'm quite pleased I'm getting work for him. Deep down, ever since I first learned about him in my teen years, I've had this weird thing for him. I've read a lot about him and have what I'd call an advanced understanding of the man. But that's mostly because of all the things we have in common. It's actually kinda freaky. We both have similar interests in life and are visionary thinkers that the world brushes off as “weird or insane” people.

The first time I heard about him I was reading a newspaper about this new car company from California and the paper kept rambling on and on about the CEO, Elon Musk. 

I'm obsessed with electric cars and hybrids and read all I can about them. But the funny thing is you'd never hear the name of a CEO of a car company in the paper. It was always like “Ford’s CEO said they want to up production by this date” or whatever… But you'd never get their name unless you went on the internet and searched for it. So hearing about this Elon guy struck me as odd right from the start. 

That and when I first read the article, his name cracked me up because I thought it was the name of some sort of perfume. So I decided to find a computer and look him up.

When I did, I saw this picture of a guy dressed in a swanky suit. His hair was the same color and wavy like mine, but cut short of course and a little messy. He had a charming smile and very unique facial features. 

The weird thing was what my brain first said upon seeing him: “handsome”. I'd never found a human to be sexually appealing before. (And Yes, I know I'm weird. I didn't find men or women attractive until I saw Elon. And no, I’m not bisexual. Just remember I grew up in a small town and was home schooled. So I didn't have anyone to be attracted to.)

Yet what really struck me about Elon was his eyes. Those beautiful green eyes. They spoke many things to me, but one of the words I first heard was an outcry of a pain so deep that it sent chills up my spine. Right off the bat I could sense this man had suffered greatly. In what ways I didn't currently know, but I could see a deep rooted pain. (I have this weird ability where I can look at a picture and see things about people nobody else can. I can't really describe it, but it's kinda like having a psychic superpower.)

At the time, I had just turned 13 years old, and had just started highschool (remember I was home schooled so it was a total breeze. All online too.) but that was the first time I saw Elon and it was something that I don't think I'll ever be able to forget. 

Later, after conducting years worth of extensive research, I came to find out that what I saw in Elon did turn out to be a past of suffering. He’d had a rough childhood and things didn't necessarily become easier for him later in life either. Especially in his personal relationships. (I'm not going to go into too much detail here because otherwise, this is going to be a freaking biography. And yes, I do own a book that's entirely about Elon called: Tesla, SpaceX and the Quest for a Fantastic Future. Best book ever btw.)

Thinking about Elon brought my mind back to our interaction. His South African accented voice echoed through my head: “we should have dinner sometime…” Did he really mean that? Does he *yawns* really want to? With me? But why me? Why… and then my eyes finally shut. I passed out asleep.

To Be Continued...

#fanfiction #elonmuskfanfiction #elon musk #elon #smut #18+ only #suicudal #you have been warned #spacex #tesla #billionaires #triggeringcontent

[saekindasus]

MCYT Headcannons :

Reaction to s/o in their hoodie

Request :

could you maybe do feral boys hcs, if their partner falls asleep wearing their hoodie? it might be basic but I'm a sucker for clothes sharing ^^

mcyt x gn!reader

tw : cursing

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- Dream -

It was night and he was streaming in front of his pc. Y/n was in the living room, on their laptop, according to the last time he checked which was an hour ago.

They came earlier than when they said they would. Clay made the mistake of asking why.

" Sweetie, I feel like I've chugged an entire bottle of sleeping pills. If I had gone home from work AND THEN HAD TO GET UP FROM MY BED TO COME HERE, long story short, I wouldn't be here ☺ "

So Clay gave them a long hug and helped them get settled in. After he made sure Y/n was comfy, the blonde went up to stream.

Fast forward to right now, he was closing up the stream after saying goodbye to chat, cause he has a child downstairs who's very tired and lowkey kinda bitey 🤠

He jogged down the stairs and just as he was starting to say the first syllable of their name as he stepped into the doorway, Clay was blessed with a gift from the gods.

AWWWWWWWW, LIL' Y/N SNUGGLED UP LIKE A LIL' BUG IN HIS HOODIE JDKFJSJGLSDJHGEU -

That keysmash is legit what went on in his brain -

Infinite cuddles from this man now. He'll be careful not to wake you up of course, but he cannot control the thirst for snuggles now.

I mean this is honestly your fault when you think about it, like, you should've known what you were doing the second you slid that hoodie on 😊

- GeorgeNotFound -

It was about 5 in the morning and you were freezing your ass off.

How George was sleeping in this ice room, you didn't know. All you knew is that you're not willing to get frostbite on your toes just cause you wanted to cuddle with your boyfriend in bed. It's called 🌟 priorities 🌟 .

So as begrudging as it was, you broke away from the grip of the brunette next to you, shuffled out of bed, and penguin-hobbled to the desk at the other end of the room, where you saw your beacon of hope.

A sky blue hoodie that belongs to the ice monster you call a significant other 😒

You pull it over your head and go back to the now seemingly more warmer blanket and fall asleep again while slinging a leg over George.

It's morning now, still considerably early according to George's standards, only 9 am-

He slowly opens his eyes and immediately turns back to catch his sleeping s/o but he was caught off guard by what you were snuggled up in.

His hoodie that was on the desk. Apparently, you got cold and wanted something to heat up. But now he's heating up too.

He counts his graces that you're sleeping right now because he knows that the blush on his cheeks is very noticeable and that you WOULD NOT let him get away with it.

You do look very cute in his clothes though, maybe next time he should somehow make it colder and just happen to innocently leave out another hoodie?-

Jk, jk-

..Unless-

:D

- Sapnap -

Ya'll were watching a movie on the couch one second, the next Sapnap was trying to convince you to try on his black hoodie.

It was already kinda oversized on him, it would deffo be large on you.

Which was apparently his selling point, because he thought that large things looked good on you 😉

All you wanted was to have a peaceful evening of watching Moana, but NOOOO-

This sucker won't leave you alone :D

You honestly weren't even against wearing it, you were actually just curious of how far Sap would take this to try to get you to try it on.

Which was a bad decision because you forgot how annoying it was when he repeatedly chants "y/n,y/n,y/n" in your ear while tugging on your sleeve.

It's been about ten minutes of just that now, and before you lose inner peace and smash a pillow into his face, you decide to relent-

" Fine, give it to me. "

Sapnap's face just lit up and he excitedly shoved the hoodie into your outstretched arms.

You pulled it on and smoothed it out. Then you looked at your annoying ass boyfriend's face, and staring back at you was a 5-year-old who just got a free bag of candy.

" 🥺 "

Oh god, he's about to-

" Y/NNN YOU'RE SO PRETTY OH MY GOD, LIKE HOW, BRO, YOU'RE GETTING MY ENTIRE CLOSET NOW, SERIOUSLY YOU LOOK- "

Best of luck, he bear-hugs

- Karl Jacobs -

You both together are just two pure balls of fluff.

You steal his hoodies, and he does too. Of course, what he steals are your hoodies that are oversized enough on you that you only really wear them with shorts.

You "borrow" everything from his hoodies, to his sweaters and sweatshirts. He knows this, you know this, the neighbor knows this.

This is common knowledge lol-

The first time this happened is when you were about to head off from staying over at Karl's but the second you stepped outside, you realized just why everybody seemed to be layering up last day when you were walking here.

Karl himself had already said his goodbye to you and already had claimed his kisses. He had skipped up the stairs to start his stream in his room a few minutes ago, and you didn't want to disturb him now.

So while you were looking all around the living room, while mentally preparing yourself to go outside and start your popsicle life, you made eye contact with the solution to all your frozen problems.

And by that, I mean you spotted the lavender hoodie laying on the couch-

Fetch, Tug, Escape.

And that's exactly what you did 😃

It's been a day and Karl was waiting by the couch for you to reach his house. The ring of the doorbell chimed throughout the entire house and he jumped up on his feet and made his way to unlock the front door. He swung it open with a huge smile on his face at the thought of seeing you in front of him again and-

oh 🥰

Oh 😳

OH 🥺

Man's went through a plethora of emotions, no cap.

You were just standing there on the front porch, drowning in his hoodie, like " 😊 "

You've successfully made your boyfriend combust in front of the whole neighborhood.

- Quackity -

He planned it.

Of course he planned it.

It was curiosity on his part. He's always heard people talk about how cute their s/o looks in their hoodies, so he wanted to find out if it was actually THAT endearing.

So here goes his master plan. Get you to wear his hoodie.

1 - Make it cold 😀

Quackity went and pumped up the AC, opened all the windows before that too, he needed as many drafts of cold wind as possible. Then he invited you over for a movie. He needed you inside the house because he needs you to freeze, duh :D

2 - Get the Y/n.

Honestly, it wasn't that hard. He just convinced you by saying that you can choose the movie and that he would order fast food. You weren't really hesitant anyways. Of course, in your defense, you didn't know that Quackity was bringing back the ice age over there.

3 - Just happen to leave out a hoodie in a totally not obvious place.

...

He threw his blue hoodie on the couch.

And that's it. Just as he closed the last window so that the draft would stay in along with the coldness from the air conditioner, he heard his doorbell.

The Y/n has arrived.

" Heyyy Y/n 😊 " " OH HOLY SHIT- " " What?- " " When you opened the door a fucking blizzard hit me. Quackity wtf- " " You could feel it from here?- " " No shit- "

What the fuck was going on here. This man's house always feels warm, if not melting. You feel like you were just slapped by an iceberg, and you just fucking stepped in.

...

This bitch is planning something, isn't he?.

You prepare your soon-to-be shivering body and walk in into the house. You make your way over to the couch and sit down. But that's when you feel a lump-

What the fuck-

This is Alex's favorite hoodie. Alex walks in next and notices the hoodie in your hand.

" Hey Y/n, you know, that's my favorite hoodie- " " Then why was it scrunched up on the couch?- " " That's irrelevant- " " It's really not- " " ANYWAYS- " " 🤠 "

Another blizzard hits you. You hold the hoodie closer to your body, and that's when it fucking clicks.

...

It's cold as Pluto in here. And he just happens to leave his hoodie outside on the couch where you both were gonna sit and watch movies, inside. All the instagram couple photos he had been showing you on his phone the past few days. How he complimented you in his beanie the other day and insisted you take one for yourself.

...

Omg-

You don't know whether you want to tackle him out of rage or if you wanted to go pinch his cheeks for being this cute.

" Quackity? " " Ya? "

You both made eye contact, you on the couch and him behind you at the door. You slipped on his hoodie while staring at him like " 🤨 "

...And holy shit were the instagram couple quotes right. You look cute as hell, and he feels some butterflies in his stomach just because of the fact that the hoodie you were snuggled up in right now was his.

" Now that you've gotten what you want, listen here you adorable little shit- "

Ahhh, crap, they're onto us boys-

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I'm so sorry this took so long to come out a/n, I've been seriously jammed up lately, but I've got it out now-

And i know that this isn't exactly what you requested, but I wanted to make this as long as I could to make up for it being this late, so i strayed a lil' bit from the given prompt :D

I hope you still like it tho ♥

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#mcyt x reader #dsmp x reader #dream smp x reader #dreamwastaken x reader #georgenotfound x reader #sapnap x reader #karl jacobs x reader #quackity x reader #mcyt x y/n #dsmp x y/n #dream smp x y/n #dreamwastaken x y/n #georgenotfound x y/n #sapnap x y/n #karl jacobs x y/n #quackity x y/n

[milich96]

(WIP) Had this dialogue idea in mind all day so enjoy

"Cute little thing, isn't she?"

"Mmm?"

"The shih-tzu"

"Ah Isabelle, yes yes. She's always smiling and she's been of great help these past few years-"

"Are you two fucking?"

"... what?"

"It's a simple yes or no question, Nookie. Are you two fucking? You wouldn't be the first boss to be caught with the secretary under the desk and she seems eager to please so-"

BOOM

Tom's punch had been so strong, the whole boat seemed to be shaking.

"Don't… don't you FUCKING dare insinuate such things"

"It's a legit question, no reason to get angry… at least if you ain't hiding anything"

"Me and Isabelle are just working partners."

"So were we-"

"WITH YOU IT WAS DIFFERENT!"

"Tsk" - Redd went back to adjust the statue's cover.

"I know that it may seems incredible, but not everyone want to stick their dick in everybody they know"

"First of all, I am a bottom and I think you know it well; second of all, I am not the crazy horn dog you marked me down as."

"Sure, it's not like I don't have memories of when we were young"

"You said it: "we were young". Like, 30 years ago. Plus, I haven't been with anyone since you"

"... come again" - a look of disbelief washed over Tom's face.

"I said I haven't been with anyone since you. Do I have to book you a hearing test?"

"Wait wait it doesn't make sense: you told me you and Lyle were intimate the other day"

"Oh please, I was clearly being sarcastic. I don't fuck my colleagues: mixing work and sentiments only leads to trouble, wouldn't you agree, Nookie 💖"

".. well if it's of interest, I haven't been with anyone since you too"

"Mmmm hard finding an ass as good as mine?"

"That too" 

"Can I suck you off?"

"Aaaand you ruined the moment, like always"

"Ehi, my ex admitted he hasn't had any tail since he was with me! How do you think that makes me feel?"

"Sad? Pitiful?"

"Horny, you stupid tanuki"

"I'll pretend I didn't hear it. Also, no, I don't want a blowjob: I want you away from my island" 

"I'll leave tomorrow. Now I'm too tired to start this baby up"

"Too tired for that, but you offered sex.."

"It's not work if you enjoy it 💖"

"... if I come back tomorrow morning and you're still here-"

"-you'll throw me to the sharks and destroy my boat yadda yadda I know the drill Tom. Have a great walk back home. Say hi to the kids from me"

"AND IF YOU CHANGE IDEA, MY HEAD GAME IS STILL GREAT!"

#anna talks #reddnook

[cottoncandy-jester]

✨lie down darling Its time for a dream✨

Faking it (dad squad)

So basically this is what happens if the dad squad found out reader faked an orgasm before

This is of course 18+ and the reader is female

Daichi suwamura

Okay so daichi honestly was never worried about y'all sex life

Like you moan his name everytime why is he worried

It's when you and the rest of the karasuno group get drunk and play truth of dare

When it's your turn.. you're drunk off six shots of tequila and tanaka asks you to reveal your deepest secret

"okay okay! Sooo during me and daichi's fourth anniversary, we fucked and I may have totally faked it"

Wait what.

WHAT?!

Everyone else is laughing but daichi is over here having a mental breakdown

You did what?!

How many more have you faked?! Were they all fake?! Did he ever really make you cum?

It did not take long for daichi to drag you away to the nearest bathroom

You gasp when daichi pinned you against the wall his mouth attacking your neck while his hands roamed your body now gripping your hips as he ripped your panties off.

"faked an orgasm?! Damn it how many did you fake? Doesn't matter don't tell me. I'm going to fuck you against this wall and you are going to cum over and over til I know for sure you like having sex with me"

He fucked you until you couldn't think anymore, he also made sure EVERYONE heard it.

Tooru oikawa

You were having girl talk with the other managers and the topic of sex came up

They all assume he's some sex god which makes you laugh

Oikawa is honestly such a dork during sex that you couldn't help but spills beans

"honestly he was so nervous during our first time, It was so cute..though he didn't really make me.. y'know"

Oh BOY

News travelled fast and before you know it at 4am you had a pissed oikawa at your door

The loud harsh banging interrupted your sleep and you went to the door only to see oikawa standing there, your sleepy eyes trailed his body up and down and you noticed he was gripping his phone so tight his knuckles turned white, you didn't even get to speak when the male stormed inside and let's out a frustrated sigh.

"why are rumors about me being bad in bed spreading around?!"

"I dunno...maybe you have a hater, babe it's like 4am..why are you here?"

Oikawa snapped his head towards you before walking towards you anger fuming towards you before he gripped your arm tightly.

"everyone is saying you started the rumor, so tell me little cutie what the fuck have you been saying?"

Your eyes got wide as the conversation with the girls resurfaced in your head and you softly reached out to put your hands on his cheeks which made him relax but he was still clearly annoyed.

"sorry, tooru it was just one little story. Girl talk y'know and it's fine lots of people can't make their partner cum their first time you just ha-"

You were cut off by the male roughly pulling you towards your room, everytime you tried to speak oikawa would glare at you before demanding that you shut up. Once in your room he pushed you on the bed his ego clearing having dropped now that you admitted the truth.

"I am good at sex! I am Great! I just have to prove to you that you are with the best man ever"

As he spoke he started to strip before his cold glare landed on you before he crawled ontop and wrapped a hand around your throat.

"you are going to be begging me to stop making you cum once I'm done with you"

He made you tell everyone that you cummed extra hard that night, even if it was super embarrassing to say.

Tetsuro kuroo

You two were arguing

It started with him being jealous of a person at work flirting with you and it just blew up

Screams and swears shooting back at the other

Low blows were dealt

You both don't even remember what the fight was about

Then..you said it

"God you are so cocky! It's shit like that, that make me fake orgasms during sex"

He shut up after that one for sure

All he can think about was how many did you fake and how he failed as your lover

Why didn't you tell him you weren't feeling good during sex?

Kuroo remained quiet as he let his brain think, after saying it you quickly walked over and hugged him hoping he wasn't angry at you

"baby! I'm sorry I didn't mean it, I was just upset and you were just upset you forgive me yeah?"

"how many times?"

"that doe-"

"how many damn times?!"

You flinched when he forced you to look at him showing pain in his eyes and you couldn't help but be honest with him.

"only a few, during those times where I was just really sleepy that's it"

Kuroo let's out a shaky sigh before he peppered soft kisses along your neck. He was pretty hurt at the moment but he did want to make it up to you, plus make up sex was always good

"come, let's talk this out yeah?"

His tone was soft as he guided you to the bedroom thought talking wasn't the plan he had, he wanted to make you see stars and make sure he could actually make you cum.

Koutaro bokuto

Okay so maybe it wasn't a good idea to pump up bokuto's ego every time you guys have sex

All your praise makes him think he's the best in the world

But when it came time for a girls night at you and bokuto's place stuff starts to spill

You told bokuto to spend the night at akaashi or something but you didnt think he would come home

"sooo [y/n]! How is bokuto in bed?! We gotta know"

The question made you embarrassed while bokuto stood outside you guys' bedroom listening in

Yes dear wife tell them how my sex is the best in the world

"koutaro, tries his best. Sometimes he gets a little too excited and cums early so he gets too tired to finish and we end up cuddling before I can climax so I just fake it"

WHAT?!

Bokuto automatically swings the door open scaring both you and the girls

He is legit tearing up and about to sob

After, very quickly telling the girls to leave he cries into your stomach while you pet his head

"why didn't you tell me?! I would have made it all better"

"oh..kou..it's no big deal"

Your soothing which would usually work just wasn't working right now, bokuto sniffled as he looked up at you with tearful eyes, you were his baby owl and he couldnt even make you feel good?!

He couldn't believe that! No he won't accept that! Before you can respond bokuto pushed you down on the bed before starting to pull your pants and underwear off your body

"kou! W-what the hell?!"

"just let me do this please! I need to know that I can do this, I just want you to be happy with me..so..let me worship you"

You were shocked but shuddered at the feeling of soft kisses against your inner thigh, with one final sniffle bokuto was now focused on something else.

He proceeded to eat you out that night until you cummed so much that you was sobbing but by the end of it he was so happy to know that he can make you cum and of course he was more mindful about your needs.

Wakatoshi ushijima

Oh jeez

Okay so he makes it very clear that bedroom talk is off limits

What you two do in bed is your business hell you guys don't really talk about sex and spend more time just doing it

You are very tight lipped about your sex life but tendou Is a very stubborn guy

He is constantly asking you what's it like..mostly cause he wants to tease wakatoshi

After finally bothering you to the point where you wanna hit him you confess

"toshi is great okay?! I mean sure he has his moments of not really getting me there but it's good so stop asking!"

OHOHOHO HE HAS TO KNOW MORE

after explaining that wakatoshi tends to be boringly vanilla you expect him to let it go

No bitch this is tendou 'i give no fucks' satori

Proceeds to tease wakatoshi about it every chance he gets

"wow who knew you could be boring in all departments"

"sooooo, you really like it vanilla huh?"

Of course oblivious wakatoshi doesn't pay him any mind until a drunk tendou spills the beans

"guess who told me that you're boring in bedddd~ pfft she said you are so slow that it is like fucking a box"

You of course didn't say that but you were shocked to see wakatoshi at your door the next day

"did you tell tendou about our sex life?"

Well fuck.

you honestly should have expected this. You let out a shaky sigh as you merely avoided eye contact you felt pretty embarrassed and ashamed

"yeah, sorry toshi he kept bugging me about it"

"you telling him is not why I'm upset"

You were honestly shocked and looked up only to see wakatoshi's face close to yours, his eyes were intense and honestly gave you chills.

"did you say I was boring during sex? Is this true?"

"um..yeah but it's okay I mean it's still good it's just very..typical I mean we do the same stuff all the time and you just tend to be, slow"

Wakatoshi was a little shocked by your words but he calmly sighed and ran his fingers through his hair as he tried to think of what exactly he needed to do.

"then my future wife, allow me to spend the night making you feel good instead of myself, you can tell me exactly what I need to do in order to bring you to climax again and again."

And you did exactly that, he was quite obedient and even did things he never done before just so he can make you feel good.

#haikyuu smut #haikyuu imagines #wakatoshi ushijima #tetsuro kuroo #daichi suwamura #bokuto koutaro #oikawa tooru

[artemisbarnowl]

I do think acts of service is a legit love language. I set the coffee pot bc I know my gf likes to sleep in, she picks me up a treat on her way home from work. These things say 'I'm thinking about you even when you aren't here." Service isn't necessarily hierarchichal, doing stuff for someone you care about is a concrete way to make their life better and vice versa

I'll be real sis I was being a bit flippant with the 'acts of service isn't real' and it is good and normal to want to help people and make their life easier but like, it's only normal...if you're a woman.

Here are my beefs. Bear with me I've been shut in my house alone for a month and may have forgotten how to explain my thoughts to people who aren't me. Also I'm talking primarily about romantic relationships here.

- People act like doing household chores necessary to function is a love language. 'I vacuumed so he could come home to a clean house' or 'as soon as he gets home i wash his clothes ans have dinner waiting so he feels appreciated' this is just misogyny! Even in lesbian relationships where there arent expectations set by gender, these maintenance chores need to happen, you should vaccuum and wash dishes because you're an adult who lives in a house and it would be rude to leave it to your partner. For example, my partner doesn't vacuum for me, they vacuum coz houses gotta be vacuumed and they like and deserve to live in a clean house too. (Actually I LOVE vacuuming and would actually stop whatever I was doing and ask If I can vacuum if they tried because i love it so much, but since i moved for uni i live alone and do all the vacuuming I want. Which is not important for this ask at all).

- Theres probably no actual studies on this but I've never met a man who didn't, in his own words, describe his love language as acts of service. Men feel entitled to service, of course they feel happy when they get it.

On the other hand how many women put acts of service first? Of course people can communicate in all 5, but how many women say they would most prefer a partner who does stuff for them, OVER spending time with or telling them they how much they value and appreciate and enjoy them?

Culturally speaking, men doing things to help their wives (and I mean actually help their wife as a person not help the household or do things they should already be doing like housework) is taboo. Men will likely be made fun of for making an extra special lunch for their female partner, or taking half a day off to accompany her to an appointment for somwthing she'd rather not do alone or something. The few men who know about love languages AND take the time to learn about and communicate in their partners, are already way less than the amount of women doing more than their fair share of household labour, and probably still aren't going out of their way to help their partner. Either around the house or with 'real' acts of love.

LASTLY, maybe building off the first point, I dont think there are that many examples of acts of service that aren't just, being a decent human people. Oh you are tired/sick/injured? I will go get groceries for dinner. Your car is being repaired? I will take you to work. I am NOT doing them as a way to say I love you, I am doing them because frankly, this is sort of expected common decency and if they wouldn't do the same what are you even doing together?

Small things like putting the kettle on are great, they are little sprinkles of sweetness throughout the day, but i think it is much rarer to be able to DO something really big for your partner, purely as a show of love and appreciation, than it is for any other type of big romantic gesture in any other language.

Here's where I'd put some witty meme ending like thats that on that or what's not clicking but yeah this is one hill of many but im not dying on it today.

I just like talking so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

#while writing this i stsrted to wonder if i feel entitled to basic help and human decency from others and like yep turns out i do! #good for me though that is self worth if i ever saw it #OH ALSO buying random snacks or treats for people while out is GIFTS not acts of service #you didnt do anything you werent already doing you just spent 3 dollars on an extra item in your basket

[greycappedjester]

Okay okay okay so holy shit so much to talk about

I just.. Kenma and Kuroo both deserve a break dude holy shit. I think it would be easy to put the "blame" on Kuroo but he's been through emotional abuse and doesn't want that shit to get to Kenma while Kenma's tired of his hesitation and snapped when he shouldn't have. I know they'll get past it but man... The process is gonna take a fuckin while huh...

Tsukki dude... You're gonna regret this lil façade of yours. You're only fooling yourself babes!! I'm glad Yamaguchi's having fun and doing what's best for him!!!! You deserve it sweet boy! Can't wait for Tsukki to lose it >:D

I want.. to cuddle Kageyama and wrap him in a large blanket. The poor kids never had affection at home and the one person who was basically his perfect half "left" him so ofc his insecurities would rear their ugly head and come full force. I can't imagine what it must be like especially for someone as awkward as he is... Their entire dance was so intense and just?!?! So good wow... The tension??? The dialogue??? 10/10 can't wait for them to fall in love

Ushiten being wholesome was such a cute moment honestly... Love them and their stability 😫😫😫😫

Glad you liked the chapter!

I’ll admit that I really, really wanted to make Kenma and Kuroo’s fight where they are both understandably having problems. Kuroo has a straight up fear of being honest about what he wants/cares for because he sees it as opening up a vulnerability (plus a few other deep rooted psych fears of wanting to have something entirely separate from his dad’s influence that goes back to him being a kid and he never really grew out of). But, still the lack of commitment or even transparency in being able to talk about it is really hurting Kenma since Kenma isn’t a mind reader (ironically, considering) and really does only have his assumptions and guesses to go on because Kuroo isn’t talking. It hurts both of them and needs to change, but it’s also not an easy thing to change and won’t happen overnight by far. Kuroo needs to deal with...frankly a lot before he can deal with that. And Kenma needs at least something.

Tsukishima’s dumb with emotions. That’s all I have to say. This is the guy that went straight from “Yamaguchi is making other friends and hanging out around me less” to “Yamaguchi is getting bullied and I am going to save him by getting them all expelled.” And that was when he was eleven. He’s only chilled out slightly since then and practically none of its in emotional intelligence.

And Kageyama...yeah. That kid puts way too much blame on himself and has legit no clue how to distinguish “needing him” from “wanting him”. The concept of Hinata still wanting him there without needing him is completely baffling to him right now. And he’s only slightly working towards being alright that Hinata is just an exception to his world view.

Ushiten is cute, they’re so fun to write.

Anyway, thanks and happy you enjoyed!

[lovecolibri]

SaL anon here and I'll have a Malex song for us later this week but for now I feel like, especially this season, we should do a Kyle Valenti tribute song, so let's revisit Two. I feel like this is how Kyle treats everyone on the show and simultaneously how everyone in the fandom wants to treat Kyle (give this man an actual break!!!). The chorus definitely reminds me of Kyle in therapist mode, soft and gentle when needed (Rosa) but willing to yell the hard truths when people are being idiots.

Kyle Valenti my beloved! He is absolutely carrying this show for me right now and I'm so glad we have episode stills that tell us he's going to be fine because otherwise I would riot! So we talked about Two here, (for the one or two other people who might read this) and about Malex and their unconditional love, but you're so right that this fits with Kyle too.

sweet heart, you look a little tired. when did you last eat? come in and make yourself right at home- stay as long as you need. tell me, is something wrong? if something’s wrong you can count on me. you know i’ll take my heart clean apart, if it helps yours beat.

it’s okay if you can’t find the words, let me take your coat and this weight off of your shoulders.

Okay but this is Kyle to a T right now, especially with Rosa which is exactly what she needs. Just a listening ear and someone who isn't going to judge her, or tell her it's impossible and she's fine, when she says she's scared she's going to screw up. He was the same way with Isobel in season 1 and I'm so happy she's working on returning that kindness this season. My sweet son needs it! That last bit is really good too because Kyle was good at just kinda working in silence with Alex in season 1 and even though he was snarking with Michael in this past episode, he is still a calm and steadying presence even with the other person doesn't want to hash everything out at the moment.

like a force to be reckoned with, a mighty ocean or a gentle kiss, i will love you with every single thing i have. like a tidal wave, i’ll make a mess. or calm waters if that serves you best. i will love you without any strings attached.

it’s okay if you can’t catch your breath, you can take the oxygen straight out of my own chest.

I am LIVING for Kyle dropping truth bombs on everyone this season when it's called for (crossing my fingers for a few more but not holding my breath on the one 🙄), but knowing when "calm waters" are needed like with Rosa, or not taking his frustrations out on Isobel when she comes to talk to him. And okay, can we talk about Kyle literally dying defending what he knows is right, and going to talk to the new Sheriff which is probably hella awkward, in defense of other people?! I love him so much and I hope Jordan doesn't get killed off but rots in a jail cell for the rest of his miserable life.

i know exactly how the rule goes: put my mask on first. no, i don’t want to talk about myself- tell me where it hurts. i just want to build you up, build you up ’til you’re good as new and maybe one day i will get around to fixing myself too.

"Have you heard of, sleep?" Kyle is so busy looking out for everyone else, he's not looking out for himself. And I am LOVING this radio/Jim Valenti plot because season 1 was all about confronting legacies and season 2 was...season 2. So I love that Kyle is going to be coming to face to face with all of this again and can still have some time to spend fixing himself too. (I would legit watch an hour long episode of Kyle, Alex, and Isobel on vacation, sitting on lounge chairs, wearing shades, and sipping drinks, while making snarky comments about Liz, Max, Michael, and Rosa who are all just full of boundless summer-fun energy. *grabby hand* But seriously. Let them rest!)

i don’t even know where to start, already tired of trying to recall when it all fell apart. and i just want to love you, to love you, to love you well. i just want to learn how, to somehow, be loved myself.

like a force to be reckoned with, a mighty ocean or a gentle kiss, i will love you without any strings attached. and what a privilege it is to love, a great honor to hold you up.

like a force to be reckoned with a mighty ocean or a gentle kiss, i will love you with every single thing i have like a tidal wave, i’ll make a mess. or calm waters if that serves you best. i will love you without any strings attached, i will love you without a single string attached.

Uuuuuuugh, the line "i just want to love you, to love you, to love you well. i just want to learn how, to somehow, be loved myself" will never NOT just absolutely slay me, especially with Kyle and him thinking about his family legacy, and his history of bullying and what he deserves, and thinking about him still loving Liz, but knowing that she didn’t love him like he wanted. 😭😭😭 I’m excited to see where else his story goes this season but please for the love of all that is right and good, let the man sleep (but not the forever kind), let him get some action (but the dying in a fight action, the sexy kind), and let him start building his own epic romance. He absolutely deserves it.

And you’re right, I think the entire fandom would like to wrap Kyle up in a giant hug, and ask him what he ate last, and how he’s sleeping. 🤣🤣🤣

I’m so looking forward to what Malex song you might have for me, although if you want to wait until we actually get some Malex content, that would be fine too. I’m loving your theories about the show and I can’t wait to hear your 911 thoughts as well! 💙💙💙

#my sweet nonnie friends #sleeping at last anon #roswell nm #kyle valenti #my sweet son kyle #sleeping at last #two #he just deserves the whole world