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aakeysmash · 2 months

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Roommate or boss?

part 2, part 3, part 4

Pairing: f!reader x Katsuki Bakugou.

Warnings: none, really. AND THEY WERE POSSIBLE ROOMMATES, MAYBE?

Context: 3k words. Reader is a barista and she only meets Bakugo at the end of this </3. He’s her boss but she doesn’t know. I don’t delve into this tho, just so you know. They’re both 22.

A/N: never thought I’d write a slow burn but I HATE not giving context. This is just me yapping with zero grammar context whatsoever. The reader is super oc in this one, but all the girl names I thought about were UGLY. Let me know what you think about it!

“No.”

“Come onnnn it’s gonna be just this one time” pleads your best friend from the other end of the phone.

“Ochaco, you know I hate when you pull this shit” you reply, while putting your jacket on.

“I knowww, but listen, me and the cute guy have had NO time for ourselves lately and-“

“And you’re leaving me doing this assignment with who knows who? We’re always partners for physics, you know I can’t do it all alone and you can’t phrase your deductions to save your life. We complete each other. You’re my soulmate. Why are you leaving me for a guy?” you whine, while closing the door of your apartment and walking towards your car.

“It’s gonna be just this one time, I promise! It’s not like we’re gonna fail. I think. I hope…” she mumbles.

You sigh. “If we do fail, you’re getting your ass beaten, I am so for real” you concede after thinking about it. You start your car and put your phone on speaker.

“BABEEE I love youuuu! You know you’re the only one for me! I promise to finally tell you all the details on Saturday” she squeals.

You wince. “Nah, I can’t this Saturday. I have to work, manager is on vacay. Maybe Sunday?” you said, knowing she will start rambling.

“Y/N just leave that place, they don’t even value you as a person, let alone as a worker. Plus, your manager is a bitch” Ochaco says sternly. “I still haven’t got over the fact she makes you work double shifts just because she wants to be in Bali with her new stupid tomboy. Who, by the way, cheats on her. You said so yourself, and I heard him and your colleague going at it that one time I came to visit you last week -not Momo, bless her heart, how is she by the way?- oh and he steals her money. And-“

“I need the money, and I do love to make coffees for the nice old ladies that tip me” you interrupt your more-than-protective best friend, knowing that she could go on complaining for hours if you didn’t stop her. “Also, I just got to the cafe and I’m already running late. I’ll text you when I get off, okay? Love you”.

“Yeah yeah. Don’t overwork yourself too much, love you” and you hang up.

You and Ochaco have been friends since you were babies. Your parents were neighbours back in your hometown, and your moms coincidentally got pregnant in a span of 2 months apart from each other. You have been attached to the hip all of your school years, and fortunately you have been accepted at the same campus at university. You moved to different apartments because you wanted to be independent, but you are still living pretty near each other. You are enrolled in literature, while Ochaco has a passion for astronomy; you had chosen physics as a bonus class for some extra credits since Ochaco said it would be easy and you trusted her, but she didn’t take into consideration that you failed math throughout all of high school, and she had to save your ass multiple times in the past. You’ll never forget her face when she got an 86% on one of the graded tests she did for you: she was so disappointed she made you ask the professor to redo the test, which you barely knew the basics of. She got 100%, and the professor congratulated you (her) for being such an overachiever. You never felt more ashamed of yourself and proud of your best friend at the same time. On the other hand, she made you do her English essays on a monthly basis, so she really wasn’t in the place to complain about doing all the dirty work for you.

You had partnered up with her since she was a genius, but she met this “cute guy” a month ago and was head over heels for him. She still hasn’t said his name to you, all you know is that he is a part of the physics course and he apparently just stole your assignment partner.

You sigh inwardly. Sometimes you wished love could come to you as easily as it comes to Ochaco. She is a lover girl at heart, nicer than anybody could ever hope to be, but she sure could bite if she had to. She has been there for some of the worst moments of your life, and you have done the same for her. You really didn’t know what you would do without her. Maybe you should get her an apology pastry from the cafe’s leftovers to make up for the last two missed Saturdays (“they’re for the girls!” she said, and you meticulously met up every week up until you had gotten a job).

You’re a bit distracted by thinking about her when you get into the place you work at. It’s a cute cafe, a little bit too orange for your taste, but it’s cozy enough to make work pleasurable. Plus, it’s 5 minutes from your apartment (15 if you walk, but you are lazy). They pay on time, the coffee is good and the clientele isn’t too bad. If it wasn’t for-

“You’re 32 seconds late. You’re getting a formal complaint this time” says your manager, waiting for you with her arms crossed.

“Put that on the note that says I worked 8 extra hours a week for the last 5 months. Hello to you too, weren’t you supposed to be in the Philippines or whatever by now?” you say sickening sweet, with the fakest smile you can muster, while you pass next to her to get to the room behind the register.

“Shut your smart mouth up before I get you fired!” she almost screams. Some of the people at the table near her look at her like she’s crazy before going back to their cappuccino.

“My oh my miss Utsushimi, it’s not nice to use that tone before the rush hour” you reply, giving an apologetic look at your regulars next to her.

“Mpfh, whatever. Close up this place when you’re done, the boss will probably be in to ask you for the keys at the end of your shift. I’ll be MIA for the next two weeks, bye” she says to you. Then she turns around and smiles sweetly at the clients who previously looked at her with distaste and lies “pregnancy hormones I hope, me and my man are trying for a baby, I’m sorry for scaring you!”. You know damn well she had an IUD appointment last week, because she made you work instead of working herself. Fake bitch.

Without saying anything else, she leaves the place.

“I hate her ass so much”, says someone next to you.

You snicker. “Who doesn’t, Momo?” you face her with a genuine smile.

“Never leave me alone with her ever again, you know I can’t survive this place without you, work wifey” she kisses your cheek fast, before going back to making coffee for a client at the register.

“Ochaco will be hearing about this and she’ll slap you” you laugh heartily.

“I love her too, she’s my work wifey’s wifey, so she’s basically my wifey” she winks at you.

After a few more laughs here and there, you both go back to work like usual.

A couple of hours pass and it’s closing time. Momo waves you goodbye, clocking out. “I’m so tired I could sleep on the floor right now” she whines.

“Yeah, how about no. Let’s go, babe. We don’t want to drag Y/N’s time” says her boyfriend, Shoto, who shoots you a nod of acknowledgement before placing a hand on her lower back and escorting her out of the cafe. “I remember suffering at closing times, let’s leave her be and go home” he nudges your colleague, smiling down at her. He has been inside the cafe a lot in the years you’ve worked here, sometimes picking Momo up. Momo says he was one of the best bartenders the cafe ever had, but he found a job that payed him more and he decided to leave. You couldn’t blame him.

“See you soon, you two lovebirds!” you reply, waving a hand of your own.

Now all alone since even the waiters have gone home, you clean up the counter before packing up the pastry for Ochaco.

“Damn, I have to wait for the boss to give him the keys” you remember, rubbing your face.

You wait 45 minutes before a redhead makes his way into the cafe. He seems busy on the phone with someone.

“I’m here, let me just get- fuck no I don’t wanna talk to Camie about it, Baku- no, wait- fire? Are you going to take her place and finally come down here like the boss you are? Yes, I know- what? And where would we- what do I have to do with all of this? No, I’m going home- fuck, he hung up” the man sighs, before turning his body towards you.

“Sorry to have kept you waiting, not really manly from me” he smiles, looking sorry.

“Oh don’t worry about it!” your smile was really stretched, and you think he notices, because he says “sorry” again. “The manager said to give you the keys. So you’re the boss?” you say politely, stretching your hand with the keys towards him.

You’ve seen him multiple times, he’s a regular. He always gets the same order (one black coffee and one hot chocolate with extra cinnamon), and he always tips you and Momo well. Today he seems distressed.

“I wouldn’t wish to be the boss, to be fair. You could say I’m his right hand. Where’s Camie? Boss needs to talk to her in private before next week comes” he sighs.

“She said she’ll be gone for two weeks” you reply, confused.

“And who said she could do that?” Kirishima, you think that’s his name since you’ve written it on his order just yesterday, looks at you in disbelief. You shrug. “I don’t ask. The less I know about her, the better I feel about working here”. You start to pack your things up, before going towards the door with the man following behind you closely.

“This is nuts. I hate doing job interviews” he mumbles fast, turning the key in the lock. You raise an eyebrow, what is he even talking about?

“Do you live near? If not, I could give you a ride. I’d hate losing the only barista who makes boss man’s drink good enough to not make him pissy” he says, while pointing to his car.

You laugh. “It’s just a hot chocolate. Tell him he should try it with a few drops of hot sauce in it. Sounds disgusting but it’s actually pretty good. Also don’t worry, I live just down the street”. He nods and you wave each other goodbye.

“It does sound horrible. Thanks again for waiting, see you tomorrow for the same exact order I always make” he grins, then gets in his car and drives away, not after seeing you get in your car as well.

Once at home you call Ochaco, who’s “been worried sick, you never get home this late”.

“Y/N you seriously need a roommate. Did you even eat?” she reprimands.

You sigh. “I have to meet someone tomorrow. But you know, girls tend to look at you weirdly when you say you need them to know how to cook. They feel like you’re looking for a maid. Like, I can’t eat sandwiches every day like I did with the last roommate I had” you explain while opening your fridge. Sausages and smashed potatoes from yesterday will do the job for today.

“The psycho who thought vegetables made her look weak? Freak” you hear your best friend snicker. “At what time are they coming over?”

You groan and say “8 am. It’s a guy this time. Who wakes up before 8 am at uni? He’s already lost 2 points for this” while gulping down your food.

Ochaco’s snicker is now a full laugh. “People who have their lives together, maybe? But pay attention, males scare me” she replies quieting down.

“Yeah yeah. I’m gonna sleep now, text me the deets for Sunday, okay?” you clean your plate and go to the bathroom to wash your teeth.

“Will doooo. Good night, babe” she smooches on the mic before hanging up.

After making sure you locked your apartment door, you go to your bed, where you manage to fall asleep in thirty seconds.

The next morning you’re brutally awakened by the sound of your doorbell. You look at your phone screen: 7:42 am.

“Who the fuck is it now?” you grumble, before going down the stairs and looking through your peephole.

“Shitty hair I swear if this takes me more than 10 minutes… she hasn’t even opened the door. Yeah, she said 8 am, who cares if I’m early? I AM NOT the only one awake on a Saturday morning. Y’all are just lazy fucks” a blonde rudely says into his phone. You can hear him talking loudly from behind the door. You widen your eyes, before screaming “coming! Give me 5 minutes!” and rushing towards your bathroom to make yourself presentable. “Fuck, I forgot about the roommate appointment” you whine, while putting on a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie. At least they are clean.

You open the door to find a broad man staring at you menacingly. He’s kinda tall, kinda (really) fit, kinda underdressed for the winter. Kinda hot, too.

“Hi, how can I help you?” you offer him the nicest smile your still sleepy mind can muster.

He looks you up and down, before focusing on your face and levelling you with an indifferent look.

“You must be Y/N. I’m Katsuki Bakugo, we had to meet at 8 am for the spare room offer. I've been here for 15 minutes” he gruffly declares.

You add “rude” to your list of “kinda”. You don’t like his tone. -1 point.

“Yeah, and it’s 7:48” you bite back, your smile faltering while shaking his outstretched hand. He’s definitely going to the gym with the callouses he has.

“Come in, I’ll let you see what you’re getting yourself into”, you say, opening your door more.

You live in a nice apartment, you think. There’s a nice kitchen with a nice island that also serves as a table in front of it, a blueish couch in front of the tv, and a couple of steps that bring you to a corridor with three doors: your room, the spare one and the bathroom.

You describe everything while he stays in absolute silence next to you. It makes you feel uneasy. -1 point.

You just finished showing him the bathroom and are ready to tell him you don’t think he’s a good suitor when he finally speaks up.

“And how much do you pay for this shit?” he asks. Nice voice, you think. Gravelly and rough enough to not sound annoyingly forced. +1 point.

“500 a month” you reply, while returning to the kitchen.

“Your shower needs some work done, it leaks. Also, mold is starting to show on the bathroom ceiling, might wanna check on that. Your oven looks unusable in the condition it’s in. Small tv. At least you’re clean from what I've seen” he begins to say.

You frown and turn to look at him. Did this bitch talk for the first time in 15 minutes only to complain?

“Do you even know how to cook with said oven?” you say, ignoring everything else he just said, and giving him a nasty look.

He tsks. “Yes. Is this your way of asking me to cook you fucking breakfast? I don’t eat with lazy people who get out of bed at 11 am” he makes sure to say.

You scoff. Men really do find the audacity to say stuff like this nowadays? It seems like you've been out of the loop for too much.

“You showed up early. It’s a sign of disrespect, you know? Also no, I know how to fix myself something. I just don’t want you to burn my kitchen down to a crisp and smell takeout whenever I get home” you say in the rudest way you find possible.

He smirks before saying “might wanna check on that fucking attitude of yours too before I poison your food”, tapping your shoulder to get you out of the way and take out some pans. You showed him where to find them earlier on.

“What the fuck are you doing?” you say in disbelief. “This is still my kitchen. Get out”.

He rolls his eyes. “I’m making you fucking breakfast to say sorry for interrupting your princess sleep. Just make coffee while I come up with something. If you know how to make it, that is” he doesn’t even look at you while getting eggs, milk and bread out of the fridge.

You’re baffled. He’s making himself at home when you didn’t even say he was accepted.

“Wait, you’re still not-“

“I'll give you the money at the start of every month. I’ll paint the walls of the room, I hate that fucking green, but painters are scammers so I’m doing it myself. I’m clean, I’ll just need a spare key in a matter of days to take my shit here. I’ll keep myself in my room if you keep yourself in yours. Any further requests?” he interrupts you, assembling his french toasts on the pan.

You’re even more stunned. But you’ve always been quick with your thoughts, so you come up with something.

“I’ll say yes if those french toasts are good. If they’re not, your ass is out” you say, still not looking at him, while making coffee.

“Might say yes if you know how to make a hot chocolate from scratch instead of the poor coffee that machine will make” he watches you from the corner of his eye. You scoff, you’re a barista nonetheless: who does he think he’s talking to? Meanwhile, he could swear he knew you from somewhere.

“Deal”.

Neither to say, the french toasts were “not that bad” and your hot chocolate was “barely fucking acceptable”.

#bakugo katuski #bakugou katsuki #bnha #barista au #bakugo fluff #i guess #how do you tag #bakugou x you #bakugo x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #and they were roommates #bakugo knows how to cook in this one

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darkeralmond · 10 months

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hi!! for the ethan edwards smut maybe where she is a hughes sister and is secretly dating ethan and maybe some times where they sneak away and have sex and no one knows?

THANK U SM FOR THE REQUEST ILY! TY ALL FOR 100!! 🥳🥳

MY DIRTY LITTLE SECRET

Ethan Edwards x Hughes! Reader

synopsis: ethan and y/n hughes have been dating in secret. when you get left alone during a party, ethan swoops by and sneaks off with you to his room.

warnings: 18+, smut, p in v, making out, female anatomy

word count: 1.1k

a/n: THIS IS OUR 100 FOLLOWER CELLY!! thank u so much to the person who requested this! i am taking a break from TSITP, expect more posts abt it during july tho!! there’s another part to the 100 follower celebration that will be announced hopefully on saturday. THANK U ALL SO MUCH!!!

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You spotted Ethan from across the room while he talked Mark and his girlfriend. He felt your eyes on him which caused him to look over to meet your gaze. The two of you smiled at each other softly when you locked eyes.

His smile caused butterflies to swarm your stomach. He was so perfect. He’s yours, and you were his.

“Hello?” Luke waved his hand in front of your face. You looked back at Luke and furrowed your eyebrows. “Earth to Y/N? What should I do?”

You hadn’t realized you zoned out for the entirety of your brother’s conversation. You asked, “Could you explain that again but slower this time?”

He sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose. “Jocelyn. We’re talking about Jocelyn. What should I do?”

Jocelyn was a family friend of yours growing up. Luke always had a huge crush on her and now he was ready to confess to her. You frowned, “Luke. You just need to be straight forward. Go find her and tell her how you feel.”

He nodded his head, “I’ll try, I guess.”

You smiled softly as you watched Luke walk off. You felt someone place their hand on your shoulder. You spin your head around just to see that Ethan was standing behind you. “Jesus…” you gasped. “Baby, you scared the shit out of me.”

He frowned, “Sorry. I was waiting til Luke walked away. I was just wondering if you wanted to head upstairs.”

The two of you weren’t allowed to be seen together, which is why you guys always snuck off to his room. You nodded your head, “Yeah.” He grabbed your hand and led you through the crowd and up the stairs to his bedroom.

You entered his bedroom and sat down on his bed. Ethan shut the door behind him and locked it. You knew exactly what that meant. He went over to you and tilted your chin up to look at him. You smiled before he leaned down and kissed you.

His lips were warm and soft against yours. The taste of beer lingered off his lips. You felt your heart flutter as your insides felt warm and tingly. He pulled away after a minute and stared into your eyes. His thumb ran up and down along your jaw. You blushed softly. “What was that for?” You whispered.

He chuckled, “Well, you just looked so pretty tonight. I haven’t been able to keep my eyes off you.”

You pouted, “Stop teasing me.” You leaned back as he climbed on top of you. He locked his lips with yours again, the kiss becoming more passionate and heated. He moved one of his hands under your shirt, rubbing circles on your breasts. You moaned slightly. You were so sensitive to his touch.

Ethan broke away and rested his forehead against yours. You let go of him as he stood back up. You watched as he stripped his shirt off, you followed after him by taking yours off. He laid back on top of you again and went straight to kissing your neck. “No hickeys,” you said to him.

The last thing you needed was for people to find out about you and Ethan, especially Luke. He’s very protective over you since you’re his baby sister. He didn’t want you getting hurt, especially by his best friend. You did your best to stay away from him, but Ethan’s too irresistible. That’s why you two were secretly dating. It would also stop your brother from worrying about you. If you got hickeys, then you and Ethan’s secret would've been revealed.

Ethan placed soft kisses on your neck, causing you to moan quietly. He moved his mouth down to your collarbone and bit it lightly. Your breath caught in your throat.

“Does that feel good?” He murmured into your skin before sucking it gently. You whimpered at the new sensation before nodding your head.

Ethan continued to kiss all over your body and it became harder for you to breathe. “Just fuck me already,” you whined. As much as you enjoyed making out with Ethan, you wanted this to go faster.

He moved back from you and unbuckled his belt. You scooted back to the headboard and took your shorts and panties off. He climbed back on top of you and aligned himself with your entrance.

He slid inside of you causing a loud gasp to escape your throat. You were already wet due to his teasing which made the insertion easier for both of you.

Once both of you adjusted to the position, Ethan slowly thrust himself into you. You gasped at the initial pain, but soon adjusted. You gripped onto the sheets tightly as Ethan hit your clit multiple times, making you scream underneath him.

You tried to control the loud sounds of pleasure escaping your chest but Ethan kept going until there were no more sounds coming from you.

Your breathing was ragged, and tears pricked your eyes. “God, you feel so good,” Ethan groaned as he looked down at you. He fastened the pace of his thrusting, a loud moan escaped out of you.

“Fuck, Ethan!” His name fell from your lips repeatedly. “I’m almost there! Please!” You begged through gritted teeth. Ethan smirked before picking up the pace. Your fingernails dug into his back as he pounded into you as his pace picked up. He hit every sensitive spot on your body.

Soon you felt yourself reach the peak of your orgasm and release everything you held in. He followed shortly after. You both collapsed next to each other in exhaustion. You stared up at the ceiling. “When are we going to tell Luke about us?” Ethan asked.

You looked over at him and frowned. “I don’t know. I just don’t know how he would react.” You didn’t know if he should ever find out.

Ethan hummed, “We’ll figure something out eventually. Besides, we have the rest of our lives together.”

You snorted, “That’s optimistic. You really think we’d get married someday?”

He nodded, “Yeah, definitely.” His smile grew wider and you rolled your eyes, letting out a soft giggle. You placed a brief kiss on his cheek before getting out of bed.

You put your stuff back on and looked back at Ethan. “I’m gonna get another drink. You want anything?”

He shook his head, “Nah. Just come back quick, I wanna go again.”

#ethan edwards smut #ethan edwards #ethan edwards x reader #ethan edwards imagine #ethan edwards x y/n #umich hockey

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apomaro-mellow · 7 months

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Steve sets up a fantasy themed scavenger hunt around Hawkins (not super obvious tho, you know the type of people in bumfuck Indiana) that ends up at skull rock where Steve asks Eddie to be his boyfriend (: (they've gone on a few dates all ready, but this is him trying to make it official)

Right up until this moment, Eddie thought things were going well with Steve. They had gone out a few times (discretely, not even their friends knew) but behind closed doors the relationship had progressed quite well beyond chaste kisses.

So he was a little confused as to why Steve asked him out, only to not be at the video store, ready to be picked up after work.

"Where's Steve?", he asked Robin.

"He's already gone, but he left this note for you~", she sang.

"A note? Why didn't he call?"

"Because this is more romantic", she grinned.

"You know?"

"And the sky is blue."

Eddie read the note. All it said was 'Mind the dragon's breath'. Eddie looked to Robin, who was smiling like she already knew the answer. Well, he could solve a riddle or two.

"Looks like I'm on a quest."

Obviously there wasn't a dragon in Hawkins. But there was a burger place on main street that had a new menu item, fries topped with the spiciest chili sauce, even had jalapenos on top. Steve had ordered them and was sweating by the third bite, Eddie finished the rest with ease. And it just so happened that Will and Dustin worked there. He drummed the counter as he ordered the fries. They put it in a to go box, with another clue on top.

'Consult the Lady and her council'

The Lady must mean Erica. And Eddie knew that this Saturday, she was meeting her girl scout troop in the community center. He knew because Steve had to reluctantly fill in as den mother whenever all the other moms were busy.

Erica's clue led him to Mike and Lucas, which led him to Jonathan, which finally led him to Nancy. He was surprised that she was in on the game, but he supposed he did hear that she used to play D&D before.

The last clue brought him to Skull Rock, where at last, Steve was waiting. He had a bouquet of flowers.

"I can't believe you got everyone to play along."

Steve shrugged. "I told them I had someone special and I wanted to introduce them to everyone."

Eddie's eyes got wide. "You...you told them? About us?"

"Yeah. I hope that was okay. I think at least our friends should know who my boyfriend is."

"Your..."

Steve held out the flowers. "What do you say?"

Eddie grabbed him by the waist and kissed him, crushing the bouquet. "I say you've raised my expectations for your marriage proposal."

#apo writes #stranger things #fanfiction #steddie #thanks for the ask!

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dynsdiary · 4 months

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pairing : draco malfoy x fem!reader

warnings : the use of YN YLN (sorry), lmk if i missed anything tho

dividers : @cafekitsune

a/n : im not sure about this one shot tbh.. im not feeling it. pls be nice & enjoy

DAILY CLICK

WAYS TO HELP PALESTINE

EDUCATE YOURSELF

It was their fifth year in Hogwarts.

YN and Draco have a secret relationship, no one knows about their relationship even their closest friends and family. People just assume they are best friends who are very affectionate and have physical touch as a love language.

They both trust each other dearly and once promised to tell anything and not keep any secret from one another. YN has told Draco about how bullshit it was for Professor Umbridge to not let them learn about DADA and spells.

I mean how can the students will defend themselves if they are in dangerous situations?

Her reason was that there would be no such things since we are safe and sound here, in Hogwarts but are they really safe there?

One day, YN learned about Dumbledore's Army which is led by none other than Harry Potter and his friends, Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasley. YN was intrigued by this and just as her luck, she saw Granger walking into the library, maybe she was looking for a new book, thought YN.

She walked up to Granger, who was indeed looking for a new book about spells and DADA. YN tapped on Granger's shoulder and she was stunned to see it was YN who tapped it. Number one, YN herself is a Slytherin, number two she is friends with Malfoy and the others. What could she want from her? A Gryffindor and a muggle-born herself?

Granger gave a weird look at YN and she cleared her throat before saying "I heard about the Dumbledore's Army", just as Granger heard that, her face changed and quickly put on a blank expression not wanting YN to know about it being a real thing.

"I'm not sure what are you talking about YLN" lied Granger.

YN scoffed, "I'm pretty sure you know what I'm talking about" she said and folded her arm, feeling impatient in her body.

"Look, I know you don't trust me but I'm just like you guys well not really obviously. Nonetheless, I do think Umbridge is full of rubbish for not wanting us to learn more about DADA and spells. I want to learn more about it you know, for my safety, just in case" added YN.

"I still don't believe you but if you really really want to join, you have to write down your name on the list" Hermione says attempting to make her back off from joining.

But instead of backing off YN agreed to write down her name, which surprised the bushy brown-haired girl.

"List that you might jinx? Just in case I told the pink bitch? Yeah sure" YN was joking of course but little does she know that Granger does jinxed it.

After the dinner and the meeting at the room of requirement, YN and Draco are walking to his room for cuddling and having a conversation. They haven't seen and talked to each other at all for a day. Draco missed her so he thought it would be nice for them to get cosy and chit-chat with her. Since tomorrow is Saturday there will be no problem for them to sleep late.

"So how was your day, love? " he asked as he tucked in YN's hair behind her ear.

"It was fine except I haven't seen nor talked to you at all today" she answered.

"Are you saying that you miss me YLN" teased Draco.

"No, I didn't say that" she rolled her eyes.

"I missed you as well love, I really looking forward to this cuddle session" he said and pecked her lip.

YN smiled before she changed her position and sat straight, "So you know how we promised not to keep any secrets from each other" said YN.

"Yes, what? Are you going to tell me how handsome I am? That is not a secret darling, everyone knows that " Draco laughed at his own joke.

"You are so full of yourself" YN responded trying to hide her smile. "Really? I thought it was you" Draco smirked. "Merlin, Draco!" YN's face is now as red as a tomato.

He chuckled, amused by YN's reaction.

"So what is this secret about? Why are you suddenly bringing it up?" Draco asks as he is curious about what is she going to tell him.

"Um don't get mad" she said before Draco cut her off.

"I'm not unless you're saying that you cheating on me then, I'll think about it" YN's heart broke a little, how could he think something like that?

They've been together for nine months now, "How could you think such things like that" she said more in a questionable tone. "I mean who knows, right?" and that makes YN even more sad. Not once had she ever thought about leaving Draco let alone cheat.

"Look Draco, as long as I'm here. You will always have someone who loves and is proud of you, alright? I'm not going to cheat on you, you're Draco Malfoy for Salazar's sake! You are the most amazing, loving and caring boyfriend I could ever ask for" YN reassured him.

"Even though you're a tad annoying I still love you, always have and always will" added YN as she laughs.

"Way to make your boyfriend feel good, sweetheart" Draco replied sarcastically but he knew what YN meant.

YN laughed at his comment.

Once her laughter was a bit calm she finally started to tell him about Dumbledore's Army.

"It's not about any of that, it's just that" YN stopped, feeling nervous take over her body. "Go on" Draco encouraged her to speak. "It just, you know about Dumbledore's Army? I joined them. But before you get mad, it was kind of my decision. I just thought you should know about me joining them so you won't get mad if we ever get caught but can you promise me one thing? Do not tell Umbridge about you know this. I kind of got myself jinxed by Granger when I wrote my name on the list for joining" YN explained everything.

Draco stayed silent because he was too speechless to speak. After all, that is a lot to take in and process.

"Say something" YN whispered.

"Well, I'm kind of surprised that's all. Do what you think is the best for you, I won't stop you from all of this and yes I promise I won't tell her and the squads about any of this. I'll just pretend that I never hear any of this" he said smiling and that made YN happy so she drowned him with a lot of kisses.

"Thank you, sweetheart, for not getting mad and supporting my decision about it" YN said, grateful that Draco understood her.

"Of course, isn't that what a hot, handsome, funny, good-looking and smart boyfriend should do for his girlfriend?" YN laughed and cuddled herself closer to his chest.

The couple continued talking about a lot of things, from talking about school to talking about the future to talking about where they wanted to live after getting married, how to decorate the house, how many kids they wanted in the future and what to name them to fall asleep while cuddling. Draco's arms were around YN's waist, one of her hands on his chest and the other one on his blonde hair.

It has been a month since YN joined the army and she's been making a lot of new friends and people started to take a liking to YN. Who knows if Slytherin can be a nice person?

They all have been practising more and more, Harry Potter dares to say if he was a teacher, his favourite student might be YN because of how excellent and fast learner she is. Today, just like other days, they meet up at the room of requirements. They will be practising the Patronus charm.

People said it was a hard spell to cast because you need happy memories to cast the spell. YN thought it was easy for her, all she had to do was think of Draco Malfoy and there it goes, her Patronus. Oh boy, she was wrong. It was quite challenging for her to get the correct hand movement, that is until she finally did it.

Her Patronus was a ferret, YN chuckled to herself. Everyone saw her Patronus and asked if it was Draco whom she thinking of and she nodded as her answer.

Suddenly there is a loud thud and soon the room is destroyed because of the hard thrust from the outside of the room. Some people thought it was an earthquake but as the room is exposed she saw Mr Filch and The Inquisitorial Squad along with Professor Umbridge.

YN saw Parkinson holding Marietta Edgecombe, Cho Chang's friend. The snitch.

How could she tell them? YN thought.

"I'm so sorry guys, I tried to keep it but they use the Veritaserum on me" she lied straight to their faces.

Draco and YN had eye contact and his eyes said I'm sorry while hers said It's fine. She knows Draco wouldn't tell them about it since he did promise her about it and if he did tell them, why so late? why not sooner when she first told him?

It is because he wanted YN to be safe. Umbridge saw YN and tsk-ed her " How dare you YLN, you joined them instead of my squad" she said disappointed, like YN would actually care about it. Draco grabbed YN, not too harsh. He put on a fake angry face to YN not wanting people to think something suspicious about him.

YN knew he was faking his anger, she caught his smile when he grabbed her to him. She can't wait to tell him about her Patronus being a ferret.

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enhahooninurwindow · 1 month

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The Twists and Turns Love Holds

Pairing: Sunghoon x gn!reader 🍓MASTERLIST

Genre: fluff, angst

Wc: 663

Warnings: eng isn’t my first lang so I might have made a few mistake although I try not to, not proofread, feel free to correct me 🍓

Monday, 18 March, 2024

You lay in bed scrolling on ur phone with a slight headache. Feeling the pain increase, u get off of ur phone and glance at the clock only to notice it’s 2 in the morning. You and Sunghoon had a fight it this was probably the third day you’ve gone without talking to each other.

It all started on a fine day, warm coffee, 9 in the morning on a cozy Saturday. You sat on the sofa with Sunghoon, against his arm for warmth. You both were watching a new series with breakfast and coffee. Everything was fine until his phone vibrates with a notification and you slightly lift ur head to see. ‘Choi Eunkyung, hey hoon!’ “Weird” you thought. Laying back on his arm you start losing ur focus on the series and start overthinking, what if she’s prettier, what if he likes her?? You were going nuts and decided to go to the washroom to calm down. And if u thought Sunghoon hadn’t noticed u getting all worked up, u were wrong. Just as he was abt to ask u if u were okay, you got put and rushed to the washroom. The next day, feeling useless and unworthy of Sunghoon's love when he had someone else, you texted ur old high school friend, Kim Junghe. You talked for a while and left ur phone open on the bed intentionally for Sunghoon to see. It was not just that girl bothering you, Sunghoon had changed, he gpbecame quite, showed no interest in what you talked abt, he just seemed so unhappy with you. But then again you didn’t know if you were just overthinking. That evening, the house was loud, you both were shouting. Not wanting to listen anymore you break down and lock ur self up in ur shared room. He came, said sorry but ntg worked in ur head since it was the first time he had ever raised his voice at you, you didn’t understand why tho. (end of flashback)

You walk up to the kitchen noticing Sunghoon laying on the couch eyes wide open. You get ur self a cup of water and plop down on the chair next to the counter placing ur cup on the table. You were overthinking again but this time around, Sunghoon got up, got himself a can of beer and sat down next to u. “Isn’t this the third can today?” u ask concerned. He nods his head with a soft ‘mhm’ as a response. Looking back at ur cup, you ask him “did you really love me?” The atmosphere got heavy, the air darkened around you two. “I had 33 pages all abt u in my diary, ur cafe order, ur moms birthday too. I had ur ring size too.” You notice him start to tear up. “I had dreams abt our family y/n, those were my happiest nights…” his voice was unstable, eyes red with sorrow. You couldn’t help but pull him into a hug. He rested his face on ur shoulder as you rubbed his back, running ur fingers thru his hair. He slowly raised his head to face you, eyes meeting urs, “Park Eunkyung is the latest staff of ur favorite shop, I had asked them for ur dream purse in a cute, gift like wrapping for our two year anniversary. I’m sorry, sorry for raising my voice at u, I’ll block her if u want.” Your heart sank seeing him cry, “Hoon, I love you so much but seeing another girl you’ve never mentioned made me go nuts I’m sorry. Sorry for texting someone else, sorry for being mad at you, sorry for shouting at u without even knowing what was wrong.”

You cuddled and placed butterfly kisses all over his face just to see him flustered and smiling with his fangs out. He cupped your face and said “Ur my whole world y/n” the sincerity in his voice was evident “I love you too hoon”.

#enhahooninurwindow #enhypen angst #enhypen fluff #enhypen #enhypen reactions #enhypen x reader #sunghoon fluff #park sunghoon #sunghoon angst #sunghoon x reader

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taylor · 10 months

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If the following situation happened to you, how would you feel? Because I’m really hurt and pissed but maybe I’m missing something obvious?

- Last Tuesday, my friend Jordyn invited me and another friend to a bar this weekend on Saturday (last night).

- Saturday morning (yesterday) she texts the group chat and verifies we’re still down for the night - the plan at this point is meet at Jordyn’s house at 7 to leave together to the bar.

- It’s 6:30 PM and I’ve been cleaning the house and realize I’m going to be late, so I call Jordyn to let her know I’ll just meet her at the bar. She doesn’t answer, so I check my texts and see that I missed where she said at 3:40 PM in the group text: “Change of plans no bar tonight the vibe is weird”. I reply back asking about the vibe being weird and she texts me one on one saying she’ll call me in 10 minutes and I’m like sweet cool that’s fine - that’s at 6:30 PM. (for context, she was at a friend’s graduation, and had to see a girl she’s been in a semi-fight and big misunderstanding with, so my assumption is the “vibe” being off was due to this other girl and her boyfriend, who Jordyn had been somewhat involved with at some point.)

- I’m not the kind of person who thinks 10 minutes HAS to always mean 10 minutes, so I continue cleaning and an hour and 20 minutes go by and I decide to text her like bestie what’s the tea i’m so curious (this is at like 7:50 PM i think?) and right after i send it I open my find my friends app and I see Jordyn literally pull up at the bar, like the timing was insane to actually see her pull up like that.

- So she’s at the bar, that she said earlier tonight wasn’t happening anymore. I’m pissed because I feel like somewhere along the line she lied to me and I don’t understand why. Either she lied about me being invited to the bar in the first place, which doesn’t make sense, or she lied about it being cancelled, or just lied by omission. I ended up checking her location like 4 hours later and she was still at the bar (she’s home now so she didn’t leave her phone there like she’s done before lol).

…would y’all feel the same anger/resentment/sadness/etc that I feel? Because Jordyn and I recently got into a huge argument where I told her I felt she didn’t value our friendship because she kept cancelling plans last minute and I just wanted to hang out with her and it felt like I didn’t matter enough to her for her to always come up with an excuse for why today wouldn’t work - to her credit, though, when we finally talked things through 2 weeks later, she apologized for always cancelling or changing plans and said she’d try to be better about it (which is all anyone can ask for, for someone to TRY, and the result is MORE time with my bestie, which I always want). Then this happens not even a week after we reconciled over her CANCELLING AND CHANGING PLANS ALL THE TIME? like maybe i’m just an idiot but it seems to me like maybe not ideal to cancel plans with someone only to keep those same plans actually and just lol never reply to them?

Also, I texted her a few minutes later after I saw her get to the bar and I suggested seeing a movie or going to the bar anyway - I didn’t wanna be the weirdo who’s like I SEE YOURE AT THE BAR WHAT THE FUCK IS UP WITH THAT but honestly i was hoping she’d just say “omg come on by, the plans are back on!!” bc i was literally ready to go out and have fun, and i wanted to even try to give her an “out” where she could see i was still trying to make something happen, but wasn’t calling her out (even tho i probably rightfully could have). so anyway, i did text her at 8 pm with that idea and then at like 12:45 she’s still at the fucking bar and has yet to text me back, which will probably happen tomorrow but until then i’m just left to sit here and wonder what the fuck just happened and maybe she just doesn’t want me around? am i oblivious to this and maybe i’ve been recently annoying her and she felt like she had no option but to not re-invite me? or had no option but to lie? she’s like my best friend irl and so i don’t want to lose her but i don’t like this icky feeling i’ve got going on

#personal #i’m just idk maybe i have no right to be sad about this but i am #and i’m just confused #why not text me back

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myboyfriendjake · 9 months

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starlight - park jongseong

summary: when your family decides to move, you're not happy at all. even though your social life is crumbling, you want to stay in new york. besides, what's to say that life in seattle will be better?

alternatively: you move to seattle and learn how to live (2521-esque)

genre: high school au, fluff, angst

pairing: jay x fem!reader

warnings: swearing

word count: 2.3 k

other characters: jake, heeseung, kim chaewon, huh yunjin, sakura, huening kai, taehyun

Chapter Two:

Days pass, and you continue getting accustomed to Seattle. By the end of your first week, you can confidently say that you think this friend group is gonna last.

It’s the Saturday after the first week of school that you get the text. It’s in the big group chat.

jjongsaeng: i’m bored. anyone up for going 2 the beach?

jenjen: don’t you have hw?

jjongsaeng: i’m a procrastinator

heehee: i’m up for the beach

heehee: when we going?

aussie boyy: we should do hw @ the beach

zuha: that defeats the purpose of the beach

heehee: yk it’s a fact when zuha speaks on it

heehee: our fav internet grandma zuha

heehee: she probably spent an hour typing that out we should respect that effort

zuha: i resent that

chaechae: i’m in. i’m also a procrastinator.

jenjen: *sighs* fine then

jjongsaeng: this convo is literally over text. u can’t sigh like that

jenjen: dramatic effect jjong. it’s an art.

jenjen: anyways y/n, kai and tyun r awfully quiet. r yall hanging without us?

y/n: no never! i’m gonna have to opt out tho lots of hw

chaechae: NO

chaechae: no hw ur coming to the beach

y/n: …

y/n: fine then but if i fail history that’s on u chae u go talk to my parents

heehee: yay! kai? tyun?

kai: sorry can’t make it i got a coffee date

jenjen: A DATE?! WITH WHO?! SPILL THE TEA CHILD

kai: no. bye.

aussie boyy: guess we’ll have to interrogate him on monday

aussie boyy: tyun? taehyun? kang taehyun? hello?

tea-hyun: can’t sorry. prior commitment. next time yall

Once everyone’s decided whether or not they can come, you and the others text separately to figure out rides. Jay, Chaewon, and Jake can drive, so you assign rides based on proximity.

jjongsaeng: alright then. so, we’ll meet at the beach. well, i’ll see y/n and jen soon.

You see a black sedan pull up outside your house, and a head of blonde hair gets out. You grab the bag you’d prepared for the beach, run down the stairs, but fail to beat your parents out the door.

“Mom, Dad, this is Jay. Jay, these are my parents.” you say, quickly. “Great! Now that we have introductions out of the way, beach time!”

You try to get out the door, but your dad says, “Wait, hold on a second. I want to meet your friends.”

“Another time, Dad,” you respond.

“So, Jay,” your dad goes on, “you’re also a junior? What’re you interested in?”

Jay nods, “Yeah, I’m also a junior. In school I like English and History. Outside of that, I love the arts - singing, dancing, painting - and fashion.”

“Oh, that’s cool,” says your dad. “I have zero fashion sense. Anyways, you guys are going to the beach?”

You nod, “Yeah, I already told you, you said sure, go and have fun.”

“I know,” your dad says. “So, is it just the two of you?”

“No,” says Jay. “We’re picking up another friend, and then the others are meeting us there.”

“Nice,” says your mom. “Sounds like fun. I’ll have to meet all of you at some point. Invite them over, Y/N,” she says to you.

“I will,” you respond.

“Alright, we won’t hold you kids any longer. Go have fun. Don’t get eaten by a shark!” says your dad.

You roll your eyes, following Jay out the door and into his car. He gets in the driver’s seat, you sit in the passenger seat - perks of being the first one picked up - and he starts making conversation. It’s nice, but you’re also a bit shocked: this is the most he’s talked to you since the first day of school.

“So, how’s your weekend been so far, Y/N?” he asks, glancing at you before looking back at the road (he’s a safe driver like that).

“It’s been good,” you say. “I slept in, it’s Saturday so waffle day, and then I procrastinated, did homework, watched YouTube videos, procrastinated, did more homework… What about you?”

Jay chuckles, “The same, pretty much. Homework is, well, homework. Depending on the class, it’s either fun, bearable, or torture.”

“So true,” you agree, “I love English homework, it’s so fun. I’m also okay with History and Science. Hate math homework though. It’s good practice but an awful experience.”

“I love History homework,” says Jay. “I find it so cool to learn about different time periods. I also like looking at pictures and drawings, seeing what people wore, what the beauty standards were. Did you know that in Florence, back in the 1600s, women bleached their hair in the sun and dyed it with urine? Having blonde hair was the beauty standard, and that’s how they did it.”

You crinkle your nose, disgusted. “Ew.”

“They also,” Jay continues, “believed that bigger foreheads were more attractive, so they’d pluck hair to move their hairline further up.”

“Beauty at the price of pain,” you say, not knowing how to respond. “I could never do that.”

Jay laughs, “Me neither.”

You then pull up to a gorgeous house, painted light blue, with a long dark driveway. Just as Jay parks the car, Jen runs out the door, bag in hand.

“Thank God you’re here,” she says. “My parents wanted me to do homework while waiting. Math homework.” She waves towards the house, before sitting in the backseat. “I hate doing math homework with them.”

“Did your parents also ask you to memorize times tables and recite them when you were eight?” you ask, and Jen laughs, nodding.

“Yup. Awful childhood experience. Especially because we have calculators, like I get that they grew up not using calculators, but I don’t need to memorize basic math. I’d rather memorize song lyrics.” she says.

“Relatable,” says Jay.

You three carry on, discussing school and adults and life. Before you know it, Jay’s parking the car, and then you three get out, grabbing your bags and meeting up with the others.

“I’m traumatized,” is the first thing Zuha says. “She drives like a maniac.”

Chaewon pouts, “I’m a good driver. The state of Washington agrees.”

“Maybe back then,” says Zuha, “but not anymore. I’m never sitting in a car with you again.”

“It wasn’t that bad,” argues Chaewon, but Zuha’s shaking her head.

“You ran through three red lights, rolled through four stop signs, didn’t blink when changing lines, went 20 miles over the speed limit, yelled at slower drivers - they could hear you, Chae, calling them “fucking idiots”. I was scared someone would snap and follow us. Road rage is a very real thing.”

Zuha looks exhausted, Chaewon is pouting, and everyone else is laughing. You included. Who would’ve guessed that Chaewon was crazy behind the wheel? Well, everyone, actually. You’d been shocked that she had her license. For good reason, you now know.

“I’m not driving back with you,” says Zuha.

“I’ll give you a ride,” responds Jake. “Your house is on my route anyways.”

Zuha breathes a sigh of relief. “Thank you.”

“Then who will go with me? I’ll be all alone,” Chaewon whines.

“That sounds like a you problem,” says Heeseung. “I’ll go with you though. I want to sit in a car with you. It’s like a free amusement park ride. Six Flags will be a piece of cake after sitting in a car with you.”

Everyone laughs, and you all start walking towards the sand. Jake brought a beach umbrella, and you set it up, along with some lawn chairs and towels. You all brought snacks, and Heeseung has a cooler as well filled with cold drinks.

The beach is fun. At one point, you all go in the water, splashing each other. Heeseung shoves Jay in the water, who then shoves him back. Jake is watching, laughing, until he gets dunked in the water by Jen. Everyone splashes and jumps and screams and it’s a fun time, something you had never done with your friends back home.

You also talk a lot with Jay. It makes you happy - all of your friends are nice, but there’s something about Jay that draws you in. He’s so thoughtful, kind, funny. He tends to be quiet, but sometimes he’s extremely loud and energetic and he absolutely brightens the room. Because of his more quiet tendencies, it feels more authentic and thoughtful when he does speak and engage in conversation. It also feels more personal, private, like whatever he’s telling you is for you alone, like he’s making a special effort to tell you about a piece of him. You like getting pieces of him. It makes you feel like you’re closer to figuring him out. And you want to figure him out - he has an incredible smile, and you want to know the secret behind it. You want to make that smile happen.

Jay sits next to you on the sand, talking about the way the sun’s light is hitting the waves of the ocean, about how it would make for such a nice painting. Not a picture, a painting. Jay’s so artistic.

“You should paint it,” you tell him as he’s pondering out loud the different shades of blue and green that would be mixed to replicate the color of the ocean waves.

“Should I?” he asks, “I’m not a great artist.”

“I don’t believe that,” you respond. “Paint it. I feel like you know a lot about art.”

Jay shrugs, “I like art. I think it’s because I also like history, and fashion. Art is so intertwined with both of those areas. I mean, all three are intertwined, really. There’s history and art behind fashion. There’s art and fashion throughout history. There’s art from different historical time periods, and fashion is art…” he rambles on for a bit, before blushing, “I’m probably boring you, aren’t I?”

You shake your head, “Not at all. I’ve never really thought much about any of those connections, or subject areas, so it’s interesting to learn about it. It’s cool that you think so much about it. Especially the attention to detail - details are so important, but people always gloss over them.”

Jay grins, “I feel the same way. Art without details, writing without details, anything without details, really, would be so dull, vague, uninteresting. Details give life to things.”

Through the glare of the sun, you try to focus on the details in his smile. “They really do,” you agree.

You really enjoy the beach day. It’s a good break from studying, and it’s fun to spend time with your friends. Between conversations on the sand, hanging out in the water, picnicking in the shade, you feel a sense of community and belonging.

You’re also really happy because of Jay. You’ve talked to him so much today, and it makes you happy. It’s a weird feeling, and it makes you nervous - you feel giddy and excited whenever you talk to him, and you never feel like that around other people.

Later that night, you’re in your pajamas, getting ready for bed. You’re under your covers, about to turn your light off, when your phone buzzes.

You’re not all that sleepy, so you pick up your phone from your nightstand, and see a notification. It’s in a group chat with Jen, Zuha, and Chaewon.

jenjen: so are we gonna talk abt jay and y/n?

y/n: ??

y/n: there’s nothing to talk abt?

zuha: yup and chae’s a good driver

chaechae: i resent that but i agree

jenjen: zuha stop talking abt chae’s driving for one second

jenjen: we have more important matters to discuss

zuha: 🙄

jenjen: do u like him back?

chaechae: that’s a stupid question it’s obvious she likes him

y/n: i don’t like him! I like being friends w him but just that

zuha: stop lying to yourself! ur acting like chaewon rn

chaechae: i’m feeling v unsafe in this gc rn

zuha: that’s how i felt in a car w u

jenjen: zuha, very kindly, shut up abt chae’s driving

jenjen: anyways, y/n, do u like talking to jay?

y/n: yes

jenjen: do u like seeing him smile?

y/n: yes, doesn’t everyone?

jenjen: did u blush when u saw him with wet hair? water droplets falling on his skin?

y/n: … maybe. didn’t the rest of u?

jenjen: y/n, sweet sweet child, NO

zuha: no

chaechae: no

jenjen: confirmed y/n likes jay

chaechae: and he likes her back he’s kinda pathetic abt it

chaechae: bro drove out of his way to pick her up before jennifer

y/n: he did?

zuha: he didn’t want his gf to die in a car w u

chaechae: i want to block her, can i block her?

jenjen: anyways, it’s obvious he likes u

jenjen: he wouldn’t stop talking to u today, after a week of barely talking to u

zuha: it’s cuz kai’s on a date, so he knows y/n and kai don’t have a thing

y/n: he thought kai and i had a thing?

jenjen: u didn’t know? he looked so pissed everytime u talked to the kid

jenjen: i was half expecting a fight

chaechae: i wish there was a fight that would be funny

zuha: this is why u shouldn’t have a license

y/n: well at least he knows that kai and i aren’t a thing

y/n: speaking of which who’s kai dating?

jenjen: idk, kid refused to tell me

chaechae: i have a few ideas but i’m not sure

zuha: idk, we’ll see monday

jenjen: as long as it’s not u, it doesn’t matter

jenjen: i’m the captain of jay x y/n and i need to see my ship sail

y/n: so u guys r sure he likes me?

zuha: yes

chaechae: yes

jenjen: yes

y/n: huh

taglist: @chaewon-slays

#starlight ch 2 #dream writes #kind of thinking of making taekai a ship in this #lmk if ur comfortable w that ig #i don't ship any idols irl obviously but in fics sometimes #it's helpful for plot #also my sincere apologies to #chaewon someone had to b a bad driver and her personality #fit it the best #enjoy!#enhypen

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rottingsparrow · 2 years

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Part 4! Of rereading Lore Olympus. Ep 31-40

Gotta be real I keep forgetting to post these even tho I'm reading them but it's fine. Obviously I won't finish before the end of the 2 week break (this Saturday) but after this I may start reviewing episodes as they come out, who knows. Last part:

Ep 31

Theres so many other reasons you shouldnt work together but ok

Also shes literally so smart right like thats canon

Artemis is cool hera,,,sometimes

Which two sons i wish i knew the lo family tree as opposed to the real one yknow

How do heras powers work she felt her pain but doesnt know who??

I would kill for a comprehensive list of family tree and powers, dont even have to spoil powers just please i get so confused

Ep 32

Train ur fuckin dogs hades i think ive said that before

He changed skin color again but like not just light vs dark thats a whole diff shade of blue

Hehe threaten low class workers so cute and quirky hades

Why is uh psyche/whatever her nymph name is wearing more traditional clothes while not in the mortal realm

Love the dog

Hades has a point, even tho it makes no sense for him to have said that

Ok also point out in the like future episode he wants persephone to call him Aidoneus but doesnt like when others do it why

Thats my same thing with him calling her Kore like i know in the future its like explained or whatever but idk

Aphrodite has a point it was a favor in a way

A dumb way but yknow

I remember everyone losing it over the “im only interested in the dead ones” panel but looking at it its so lame LMAO changed his entire face shape for a panel

Ep 33

HECATE HECATE WOOOO

Im but a simple man

Hades texts like an old man i know he is one but

Also i am dying to know how his business works including as the god of the underworld like. Give me something

Then again, maybe i am a lil dumb when it comes to this

I always thought he was giving the little elevator friend a sugarcube lmao

I like how minthes ears react to her emotions

Stop fighting at work omg this would be the worst place to work at

“Hey can u do ur job”

Ep 34

Why this subplot ugh

The crown floats yet is sideways after she hits him

Also haha hitting

Also their relationship does confuse me just a tad bit yknow

All the clues were there hades you dumbass

“Cancel all my meetings” DO YOUR JOB

“This doesnt affect you in the same way” cause hes a man or a king or both but also kings seemed to get treated the same by their subjects until they are dicks and excute their power

From what ive seen

Then again we havent seen poseidon do that but that brings me to the point of I wanna see poseidon realm

thats . so creepy hades ew

“Smth must be done about this” like fair legal action right?....right?

Who reads newspapers these days anyways wait a second

Ep 35

See the laptop having news makes more sense like sure we make newspapers but ppl dont use em as often

“Biochemistry Theory” fun fact I switched majors to specifically avoid taking chemistry

What are they typing he just started speaking

What type of nymph is thetis bc i know minthe is a river nymph but thetis has fancy ears

They are so mean to each other lmao

The financial situation and the fact that they both are like sleeping with the kings confuse me why do both of them do it.

Like retrospectively i understand it but when i first read it i was like “are nymphs supposed to be like hookers??” so i was lost for a bit

“Hades micromanages computer usage” oh what a shit boss

Also the meal ticket she has a job sure hades gave it to her but

Idk maybe im slow

What an awful way to do a heart shape i just tried it wtf

“Crying is for wives” damn

Yes body issues that dont get brought up again right? Like she all of a sudden gets bigger boobs and i dont think hades pays ppl enough for cosmetic surgery

You guys know this is a work setting

Has rachel ever had a job bc this feels like a comical trope seen on tv the workplace drama yknow

LMAO IN THE LAST PANEL RACHEL FORGOT TO GIVE HER NYMPH EARS

Like fully normal ears i know its a mistake but its funny

Ep 36

“Not my circus not my monkeys” queen

Hades is it not your circus how dont involve hecate in this

“Stop starin at me with them big ol eyes”

Oof that does not look good on you, i mean why didnt you give her the coat

“I thought you didnt get jealous” ok she may have said that but literally everything about her contradicts that

And i love this part bc he doesnt call her crazy and they talk, i mean he hides some of the truth which like fuck him, and then they try to talk about the party and

Ugh i know minthe is supposed to be an antagonist but rachel does this weird thing where she tries to flesh her out, then realizes it would be an easy set up for a redemption arc and screws her over again

I know the ppl in the mortal realm are generally frightened of hades but why are ppl in olympus

“I wouldnt expect anything less from a goddess” so we are going to bring in the racism/speciesism that occurs in this story right

Its the middle of the day isnt he supposed to be in the mortal realm moving the sun or some shit

Ep 37

“Last night” Rachel its ok to space things out sweetie

Ok ok so one thing i hate about her characterization of apollo is he goes from being delusional to knowing what he did was at least slightly wrong and i hate both are fine stories but pick one he either is so infatuated with persephone that he thinks that they had a great time or he wants her for her power

And! A transition from one to the other would be fine, but she goes back in forth in his characterization

Little red vines look cool

Hehe cerberus

How did he escape tho

I love that dog

Ep 38

Oh its the greenhouse again

But this time it represents the evil feeling?

Idk but i like eye symbolism im lame lol

Why was she sleeping in the chair

When did she get those clothes i dunno if eros would buy her business casual

Artemis really sees all the signs and then goes “meh”

Like points out the possible crush on persephone just connect the dots they are so close

Why is there not more than one door

Why is no one getting off

How does rachel think train stops work

Ep 39

Also not thatanos with an undercut lmao

Ope its thanatos i mixed it up

Also minthe you just actively arent doing a good job like lmao how are you not getting fired

Hades smoking a cigar is so old and gross tbh

What an awful boss

That man has a point dont stand infront of the door

She gave her a little flower nice

Minthe i know ur being spiteful, weird bc hades explained shes just the daughter of a friend( i know its a lie but still) but just do your job

“It says restricted access but that lady says it was fine” i would just wait until someone came out theres no reason to go inside

Ep 40

Why would they not have a lock on this place actually

Why wouldnt she just leave the way she came

When did hades put on his glasses

How is it hades fault what

So many questions yknow for such a short episode

Also does this place not have security cameras in places that are tartarus

#anti lore olympus #lore olympus #my opinion #random thoughts #lore olympus critical #lo critical

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euthonia · 1 year

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stars ; episode ii

shoutout to @nixiebeeeee for dming me !! you're so sweet <3

DISCLAIMER: everything is this story and plot line is entirely fictional. everything here will be entirely plain fluff and sfw, and ranboo is not comfortable with nsfw writings. if ran decides he is uncomfortable with fanfics, this WILL be taken down.

ranboo pov

Ever since I met Lilia through the discord call accident with Dream, I feel like Liliahas been my friend for years now. I feel closer to her than I do with Tubbo, which I know is a strange thing to say. Whenever she talks, I feel safe. And her laugh, god, it's contagious. The feeling of her laugh just gives me butterflies. But, she's just a friend, Ranboo! Yup, nothing else...

- flashback to the discord vc accident -

"God, Clay, could your house like, stop growing? Maybe donate a room or two more to me." a female voice sighed, giggling in the background of Clay's mic.

"WOMAN?" Tommy yelled through the mic. I rolled my eyes. Average Tommy moment.

"Wait, what the fuck are you doing- shit. Do you have facecam on?" the voice spoke once again, stuttering through their words.

Dream responded. "No, I don't. No one is streaming right now either, do you want to say hi? It's Niki, Phil, Wilbur, and Ranboo on the call." Why did he say my name like that to them? Whatever, I'm probably just hearing things.

- present -

As I was thinking, I heard my discord ring. I looked over to my monitor to see y/n was calling me! I quickly answered.

"Hi boo!" Lilia greeted.

"Hey Lily! What's up?" I asked, spinning around in my chair.

"Okay, so I know we've been friends for a little while, soo..... I was wondering if you wanted to um, f-face reveal?" she stuttered.

"O-oh! Uh-" I started.

"I'm sorry for asking. If you're uncomfortable with it that's totally fine. I really shouldn't have asked-"

I could tell she was nervous. "Lily! It's okay. I'm comfortable."

"Really? I don't wanna make you feel forced, Ranboo."

I reassured her. "I'm fine with it."

"Okay, then. On the count of three, turn your webcam on." she replied.

"3."

"2."

"1."

Lilia turned her webcam on at the exact second I did, and oh my god. She was so pretty. Her brown straight hair was slightly covering her face, and she had small freckles covering her face like sprinkles. Her eyes were a beautiful shade of green, with long dark eyelashes. She had a sharp jawline that just perfected her face even more. Her cheeks were also a light shade a pink. Wait, was she blushing- no. No. Stop it Ranboo.

God. Do I like Lilia?

- time skip brought to you by wilbur soot blowing up a nation -

lily pov

Wednesday

I was hanging out in Dream's room scrolling through social media as he finished up editing a video.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you." I looked up from my phone. "A bunch of Dream SMP members are meeting up this Saturday, do you want to come?"

"Yeah! How long is the trip?" I asked.

"About three weeks. All of us will stay in an Air BNB in Brighton. Everything is paid for, so all you have to bring is a laptop, and the average things you would bring for a three week trip." Dream responded, spinning around in his chair to face me.

"Any other things need to bring? Like a mic or monitor?" I said.

"Nope! There's a setup with monitors and everything else there for everyone. It's a pretty big space too, so we're good."

I got up from Clay's bed, and rushed over to him to give a hug.

"Thank you!"

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short chapter moment.

im rly lazy and i totally didnt work on this chapter and info chapter for a couple months, whaatttt???

fr tho, i work hard on these stories so votes and comments are appreciated! the spotify playlist for this story is in the description if you want a peek at that. :)

stay safe, and please eat and/or drink if you have not already today. love you guys!!! <3

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i asked my friend of aprox 10 years to hang out. it was 11:37 when i send her the message. she was online multiple times on instagram yet nothing. i texted a “?” at 1:20. same thing: active on ig but no reply to me. finally at 4 she responds.

we meet up and i feel just…empty? i know this sounds edgy but for example if i saw her last summer, i would have been so happy and excited and i wouldn’t stop talking. but this time i just looked at her and i wanted to leave, even tho i was the one who invited her… i felt so so numb, she also pointed out my strange behavior but she didnt ask if it was because of her.

honestly the whole day 4 hours spend together seemed like im hanging out with someone who secretly hates me. she didnt say any rude remarks but everything was just odd and i almost passed out at one moment (perhaps this was also because i slept only 5 hours)

we kinda gossiped and talked about guys, we always do this, however it felt so draining? actually i dont think this is the correct word, maybe awkward? we cracked some jokes but i was really forcing myself to smile and laugh, she defo noticed this. i was also just spacing out a couple of times

when we said goodbye, i didnt feel sad as i usually do when we separate. but this time i was just done, relieved and exhausted. and also screw the uber driver who tried to make a conversation with me about stupid teslas

i now really think we’re drifting apart. we had the previous week free and we didnt get to hang out at all… the active on ig and no reply thing happened then too…despite this, she did hang out with two other girls. awesome.

i feel so lonely. ever since i was little i thought that i would grow up in this cool teenager with a huge friend group yet here i am, crying for the 38295th time in the bathroom. i really just want someone i could talk to. someone who replies to me all the time. someone who appreciates me. someone with who i would never be awkward or uncomfortable with. someone who wouldn’t judge me. someone who would jump off a bridge if i also jumped. someone who i’d consider my best friend. someone who’d consider me their best friend. maybe i already met this person and maybe im the problem because of my stupid anxiety and my stupid undiagnosed depression and my stupid attachment issues and my stupid self as a whole.

today i had planned to tell my friend about some of the thing mentioned here but i guess i couldn’t bring myself to do it. she really asked me if something is wrong but i just shut her down.

maybe i will tell her next time. but how? or maybe the real question is when? i mean, ive been the one who mostly began the convos. i really am going to wait for her to just say something.

(today is saturday) not the upcoming week, but the next one it will be my birthday (im celebrating it by visiting paris so it will be no actual party with friends, just family). but i do wonder what she is gonna do then. like, just a hbd text or something more? tbh that “something more” could be even a bday card, i’d be really happy for one. i dont wanna sound selfish but i truly think i deserve something from a friend i’ve known for a whole decade, a friend who i love(d?) so much, i even bought her a gucci perfume so yeah i do deserve something a bit bigger than a one-minute happy bday text. again, it doesnt need to be extravagant, just something to show if she really cares about me, about our friendship. even my classmates, who ive known for only 6 months, are going to make me a surprise.

or maybe im just miserable and lonely. perhaps i shouldnt be spending my bday in paris but rather in a therapy session.

also i need to buy a new mascara since my maybelline sky high has been kind of dry. also as i said, rn im crying and yet the mascara isnt running down my face in the dramatic way as it should be..

#dear diary #this is longer than i intended

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Saturday

Uhgggggggg I didnt sleep last night. At all. I just laid there all night long. Ive had 2 lattes already and it's not even noon. He asked me how myra was this morning, and I just sent 2 pictures of her. He replied but I didn't. I need the ball back in my court. Is that what that means? I think it is. I need the power back. It's killing me though. It really is.

I tried ordering Publix groceries, they really tried charging me $4 for PICKUP. When did they even start doing that. Ridiculous. So now I'm trying to convince myself to get up and go in the store, I could get more things because I have cash. I really have no desire to though, I had hot Cheeto fries for breakfast. Is that even considered breakfast? I guess it's good that I'm even eating. I can drink coffee now too, so thats good.

My friend drove all the way to the beach to meet a guy she met off tinder, got a hotel room, and then he said he was the hotel bar (where she was) and then he never replied to her. After a few minutes, he blocked her on everything. The GALL of these men!!! I personally think she looks better in person than she does in pictures (she's beautiful, just not good at taking pictures lol) and I'm thinking, he didn't find you attractive in person?? I mean I get someone not being attracted to someone but how fucking low could you be as a person? I told her she dodged a huge bullet, even tho I know it doesnt feel like it now.

I haven't talked to my bestfriend in over a month. Me and K are the modern day merideth and Christina. Dark and twisty. But we're each others person. Or atleast we use to be. She got pregnant by someone she only knew 1 month, after leaving me to move back to FL after I went all the way down there to get her after her ex kicked her out of the house. Literally, threw all her shit outside. Me and ty had to rent a uhaul and pay for everything. Her baby daddy sucks. Ive never even met the guy. That's the biggest kicker of all, she always wants me to meet the men in her life. I never met the abusive ex and I never met this guy. Can't wonder why. Im worried about her, but honestly she's never been a good friend to me. It's so hard to admit that but everyone around me has told me that so many times.

I let her move in with me, rent free, while she was taking money from one of Ty's friends for rent and spending it herself. I struggled so bad but I just wanted her safe so it was worth it to me. Even when it was putting so much pressure on me. I just loved her through it. She kept bringing different men over, letting them stay the night, leaving them at my house when she wasn't there. Even after I told her to stop because my house is the one place in my world that I feel safe, even after I told her it made me uncomfortable.

Im always there for her, always. Always putting the pieces back together. But she never does the same for me. She hates ty. I never understood why, and a few months ago she said it was because she was jealous of the attention he was getting, how shitty is that? She made my life hell for all those months she lived with me because she was jealous. Because she is jealous, about everything, when the spotlight is off of her.

I hate that. I don't consider myself a jealous person. maybe in some ways everyone is, but shes not my friend. She hasn't asked about me, she hasn't checked on me and I can guarantee you if asked about it, I'm the one who should have checked in on her because shes pregnant. It's never about me. Even with p, she literally sent me a text saying "are you going to be sad forever? you need to get over it, you can't feel like this forever." She said that. To me. After I got my heart absolutely smashed. I don't think I ever put all those dots together but I am now. Which sucks because I poured soooo much into her, as I do all things apparently.

I don't know why ii think I'm less than, or that I don't deserve anything good. Quite honestly I don't know how I keep pouring from an empty cup, because I am so empty. But I always show up. When no one shows up for me. Wha else is it going to take? How many times do I need to be told that Im not enough?

Saturday sucks and every other day sucks too.

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