#pls know I’m dying rn
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how to lose a guy in 10 days — csc
choi seungcheol x reader
genre : fluff, smut, enemies to lovers, jealousy (?), fake relationship, bets (yk how the movie goes), profanities
synopsis : you had to prove to your friends that you could easily make a guy lose interest within a week, having no interest in indulging yourself in a relationship after your past ones. all those relationships led you to narrow down a list on how to make a guy sick of you. you had all the card in your hands and seems like you don’t get to play it.
warnings : mdni, proceed with causion bc this is my first actual svt fic it might be shitty. not proofread lol, reminder that this is my take on the plot and it will not flow the exact same plots in the movie
i do not feel so confident about this bc i wrote this with mind in shambles. literally me comforting myself with svt while i'm dying from my studies rn :') pls tell me if you like it bc i would most def appreciate it <3
it was another slow day at work when you sat down at your desk and sighed. all your work mates and friends seems to confide in your reaction but your circle knew that this sigh wasn’t a “damn-im-so-stressed-and-sick-of-work-sigh” for them it was more of a “wow-life-is-hectic-its-almost-making-me-want-a-man”
and just like clockwork their brains clicked and hovered over your cubicle. poor u so startled that you almost gagged on your coffee.
“what?” you shooted
“are we gonna meet boyfriend number 13?” karina said in a sing song voice
“more like fling number 17?” sakura retorted
“maybe a first situationship since she haven’t experienced one yet” yunjin said curiously
“jesus christ i’ve had that much men and i’m not gay yet?” you said surprised
“maybe you just need a new set up?” yunjin asked
“like what doggy style?” karina questioned
“not like that you idiot” sakura glared
“maybe i’m just meant to end up in a church and dedicate my life to holiness” you huffed
“please you would burn the moment you step in a cathedral” sakura laughed
“well i just know how every relationships end, it’s almost like completing all endings for a video game, its predictable and cliche” you sighed
“let’s welcome fling number 17 then” karina announced
“i’m too tired for just fucks you know? it won’t take long before i actually get infection and i turn into a zombie and bite you all from all these stupid ideas” you rolled your eyes at your friends.
right now you just actually need to see if theres a guy out there in the world who could actually commit and actually accept a persons flaws out of love.
all too cheesy but you would like to find a partner who would find no flaws in you and probably just call them your little unique antiques that they can live with.
you were so sick on seeing tutorials or manifestation hacks on the internet because does anyone genuinely love each other anymore? all these “how to become a maneater”, “how to make them dream of you”, “how to make him fall in love using a potion” bullshit got you sick of people now.
why did god even create men to accompany themselves if they’re preferences and expectations are for the deities taste themselves.
“OH MY GOD I GOT IT!” yunjin screamed making all your peers look over to your area
“what is it?” you asked dying for a solution
“what if you meet a guy and just unfling him?” she said as if there was a light bulb above her head
“yall need to make her stop doing overtime” sakura deadpanned
“NOO, like you’re talking all these commitment things all the time then what if you find a random guy and make him not fall in love with you and see if he stays?” she said
“so like i should go out being an annoying red flag and see if he stays?” you giggle but it all went away when all your friends kind of agreed because they’re also sick of u having these guy problems already.
“i guess thats not all bad” karina suggests
“you should wear your best outfit tonight because we will find your lucky target then y/nnie” sakura winked at you before discussing the plans with yunjin and karina
it was not long until the night came as you got ready, you scoffed on how stupid this bet is because it’s like you claimed “very predictable and cliche” to lose a guy.
it was then your friends picked you up and pulled up to the bar. a few shots came by as you hustled through the crowd searching for your so called the one. but as you surf through the tables everyone fell short to your friends standards as if it was a big serious thing.
you grew tired, what was the point, you knew your fate then you should probably accept it now.
you drank your last shot for tonight planning your weekend with whole lots of tubs of ice cream until you flinched by karina grabbing your arm.
“him” she said, audible enough for the three of you to hear. you faced the guy she was referring to as all the noice fade into the background blur hearing yunjin screech and them clapping happily, your time froze.
the most goddamn, drop dead gorgeous man came to sight.
“isn’t that choi seungcheol?” sakura stating a rhetorical question
“they said no one could ever bag him up” yunjin replied
“ooh sounds like one of y/n’s guys” karina giggled.
“are you up for it then?” sakura challenged you
“please this will probably come by a breeze, so? 100 bucks each?” you winked as the three of them agrees after a total chaos.
“choi seungcheol, let the games begin” you muttered
on the other side of the bar there was a crowded group of 13 people who were mindlessly taking shot over shot as they were crowned as the most obnoxiously loud people for the night.
most of them spitting out tipsy thoughts to one another as they joined forces on pinning and choosing choi seungcheol as the victim for tonight.
“here comes the virgin joseph for tonight, choi seungcheol!” dk hooted while hoshi was giggling to any phrases the latter would make out
“isn’t it mary though?” joshua pondered drunkly on the edge of the couch munching on the nuts hoping it would make him sober as it was too early to go home.
“whatever, we still get the point. so what’s with the anti-women behavior cheol?” jeonghan grinned. his smile too wide to seem oblivious of the answer.
“i think dating is now deemed predictable to me,every woman i dated either wants my money, my body, fame, or a father figure” cheol sighed deeply
“wait you’re a dad?” dino’s brows furrowed in deep confusion as cheol stood there with utter disbelief
“i thought we we’re supposed to have a fun hangout today, and now all of you are just looking like alcoholics with all these bottles in our table” seungcheol complained
“WHO ARE YOU CALLING ALCOHOLICS?!” mingyu exclaimed looking at the opposite direction of where cheol was.
“FUCKER I DIDNT CALL YOU ANYTHING” minghao retorted to a confused mingyu facing him causing cheol to place a palm over his forehead.
“how about you start charming women for who you truly are?” vernon continuing the passed topic.
cheol didnt know if he was thankful for vernon re entering a topic, all the “seemingly” sober people joined up on the topic. they soon somehow convinced cheol to meet new people and try making them fall in love with him.
kkuma needed a mom, maybe he did too (but not in a maternal sense
“i doubt scoups can make a girl fall in love with him” dino giggled in the verge of passing out.
“i sure can ! it’s like a walk in the park” seungcheol defended.
“not even within a month” jeonghan added
“not even a week” jun stared blankly.
seungcheol always had placed his pride on a pedestal, it’s the source of his cocky behavior.
“oh please, give me 10 days it would be like she’s under a love spell” cheol snickered blanketing his bruised ego.
“deal, i bet 20 that we’ll have another meeting on the 10th day having cheol drop dead drunk at thus exact spot” jeonghan screamed only standing for the first time for the night.
it was chaos after that, but the group was almost divided equally in the process of them making bets and weighing the odds of cheol’s fate.
seungcheol wished the ground opened its jaws and buried him six feet under
even he was lying to himself with his statement, but one thing about choi seungcheol— he always wins.
“i’m gonna head home now” cheol said, he wish he didn’t.
he somehow wished that they were all too drunk to force him into the grave he dug himself. mercy will be the end of their bond, so as fate has written cheol’s fortune.
“i guess cheol is accepting his pussy title” jeonghan sighed
“i am not a pussy” cheol responded
“then i guess you’ll have to prove that” joshua sighed blankly at him
“let’s start by choosing the lucky girl who’s gonna take cheol’s v card”
“i’m not even a virgin” cheol rebutted with a frown, the liquor making him submit to his true emotions.
“please you barely lost it” dk laughed
“well i barely felt it….” cheol muttered
“let’s do her” dino pointed at the wall as he stood quickly stumbling with his head spinning
“who’s he pointing at? did he shave his eyes as well?” woozi said laughing
“shut up pink panty guy, i’m talking about the girl that has red hair and wearing a black dress” dino said laying on the floor
“ooh, she looks hot like seungcheol’s type” jun teased
if he didn’t spot your bright auburn hair he would’ve sworn to himself that these guys we’re just throwing a hate crime at him, but god, you we’re his type.
“go on mr. choi, show us your charm” mingyu pushing cheol closer to your area in the bar
you were planning on stepping up, but you had to make one thing sure, so you turned around to your friends with burgundy rushing through your cheeks with the thrill throwing you into your pit of endless thoughts.
“makeup, and outfit : perfect” yunjin started with a wide grin
“hair : gorgeous and can easily make a ponytail” karina winked as you glared at her
“teeth clean and ready for sucking” sakura smiled
jesus christ you were asking for a reality check and they just simply can’t avoid adding scandalous statements as if that’s all you do.
you were ready
were?
are?
was?
fuck.
you backed up quickly as you saw a guy charging at your direction ready to barf up on you.
quick arms catches your moving physique, as your back became dependent on the person unbeknownst to you.
two groups filled your senses with squeals, laughing and cheering waking you up from your not so cute dilemma
you turned to the person behind you seeing the man of the night
choi seungcheol.
“you okay, sweetheart?” his voiced hush, you felt warm and you swore that is was just the buzz from the liquor
quickly you went to work
“omg thankyou o-oppa” you’re voice cracked because you simply cannot believe the words that escaped your lips.
there was terror in his eyes, the moment you saw it, it went away. a pretty grin was graced upon your lips because this will be one hell of a ride
he better be sure to keep his seatbelts on because you’re gonna totally rock his world.
day 1 : the tortoise and the hare
spoiler, the hare never wins
guys hate being speedy, if they’re looking for a woman they can take home to his mom it would definitely not be the woman who wants to be dicked down after the first date.
and this wasn’t even a date
he took you to his place after your so called friends left the both of you in the landmine
he only intended you to sober up, and you only wanted him to curse you off his life. but it would be no fun if you just did it in a day, wouldn’t it?
the sound of the collision of class and marble led to both of your eyes to be met.
“thank you, really, or what else i would’ve smelled like vodka and whatever the fuck that person just ate” you sighed in relief genuinely
“no worries, you don’t smell like barf or vodka…. maybe a little of tequila but you’re good” he smiled
fuck. he’s hot and he knows it, a part of you wished that he was some sort of narcissist so you could do this thing in a easier way.
his face sculpted and graced with beauty his eyes filled with wisdom and maturity, his lips full and shaded like cherries.
you we’re definitely down to have a fling with him, but according to you, you were planning to change your ways and test the purpose and ability of men.
“mhm, i’m tired let’s watch a movie?” you smiled with your forced high-pitched voice
you love how he would hide the way his face would wince when you talk or the way his jaw slacked on your statement.
you smiled at the thought of him trying to take you out of his multi-million mansion because you were pushing boundaries he built for you
“yeah.. sure, what do you wanna watch?” he assisted you by the waist as he brought you up the stairs.
you wanted to get out, you wouldn’t think that it would go like this. fuck the boys manual maybe it doesn’t work with hot rich guys
“the notebook, i LOVE that movie” you smiled and you could see how he expected that
as you laid in his sheets, which you felt deeply sorry for actually staining his pearly and silky shits with your outside clothes, but your pride held you high. if you fell from your pride or for him then maybe then you could wash his sheets.
the room was dimly lit, the ambience warm as he intended.
he sat next to you, with distance for respect according to cheol’s brain.
you couldn’t predict him, and maybe he sends mix signals, and that made you feel less guilty because you concluded that he’s a womanizer. he knew all of these antics a little too well.
“it’s getting hot” you sighed fanning your face adjusting your dress to the right extent, you held your hair exposing your neck to him making sure he saw it.
"really? my ac is so low right now" he was surely acting oblivious.
you may be frustrated at him for not taking your hits but you guess it would make a good build up, meanwhile he was there dumbfounded from all the tricks you pulled, he was slowly getting hard but that's another story.
he was thinking if he should drop it, it seemed like you just wanted a one night stand, but speaking of the devil (angel) jeonghan sent him a text showing him how much money he would be getting if he proved them wrong.
somehow in the end all of his friends were convinced that he would stay bitchless. there was a whole chapter within their groupchat making fun of what he said earlier at the bar.
truth be told, he didn't give a fuck about the money, he wanted his dignity and pride back.
"my body is so warm because of all the shots i took though" you reasoned out quickly.
"well my body is really cool right now" he faced you slowly pulling you close but you had other plans
you quickly kissed him as if you were desperate for it.
"mmm- i think we should slow down y/n" he rushed to tell you.
you wanted to grin so bad, victory laid on your side, but you had to put a sad face asking him if he no longer likes you repeatedly as he escorted you out of his house.
you quickly twirled and skipped across the road when you were sure he was inside already. he was there though, watching through his window.
maybe he had to step up.
day 2 : the in-laws
there was not a single text on cheols phone the next morning, soon learning your phone was inside the purse you left at his house.
he wanted to scan your purse thinking of a way to sweep you off your feet today. but a gentleman doesn't mess with a ladies purse.
after the the long chat you had last night, you exchanged your details to each other which now led cheol to your apartment building with flowers and a wide smile.
"hi i got these for you-"
"wait cheollie, say hi to your mom !" you cut him off with a smile
his face quickly shifting, you what?! he was slowly shaking on the inside quickly settling down your purse, flowers on your coffee table.
"h-hi mommm" he grinned as if his mom could see him.
"seungcheol i didn't raise you to hide your partners from me like this, i really like y/n you know, so when's the wedding?" his mom ushered
"a wedding?" you gasped and started screeching as if it was real
"we'll see mom haha.." he replied deranged from the situation made just 2 minutes ago. he quickly hung up before his mom could get any more ideas.
"well that was interesting, i didn't know that you knew my mom" he restrained himself from losing himself.
"well i have to meet your parents anyways right, cheollie?" you smiled at him
"yeah, but we just met yesterday" he deadpanned
"well, you don't think we're gonna work out" you started sobbing in front of him making small obnoxious hiccups
"well that's not what i meant baby" he hushed and spent the afternoon babying you while whispering sweet nothings in your ear.
day 3 : monday flings
"i seriously cannot fathom how much patience he has to reach day 3" you genuinely lay your opinion
"i was a complete total psycho, but he must be mental" you said to yourself
"that's fucking crazy because if i had to put up with that you would never hear from me again" sakura said bluntly which bruised and praised you at the same time
"i need a break from my alter ego as well, i hope he has no plans on asking me on anything anymore at least"
the day went as if you had never met choi seungcheol at all, which made you relieved for at least having a rest day, sure it was such a short time but god how tiring it was to be somebody else
"i just really realized how to fit in somebody else's shoes" you sighed as you and your friends exited the building together ready to go home and simply pass out.
"then don't fucking wear them" karina said
"but this is the whole point, being a stereotypical woman in a relationship"
you all soon parted in your own ways as you walked through the neighborhood near yours, you realized you just walked passed by seungcheol's house and this made you walk a bit faster and try to fabricate your distinguishable looks. but guess what
"aw baby don't hide from me" he coos slowly pulling you in his embrace.
"i was just looking for you" he smiled as he rushed you into his home
you somehow wished he could just stab you right now.
he led you to his living room filled with rose petals and candles dedicating a whole playlist of his vinyl records for you. you spent the evening sharing his home cooked dinner, which was actually delicious. and he soon brought out his photo albums from when he was a kid.
"do you think our children look just like you?' your sentence made you freak out but you supressed it wanting him to be affected by your vicious visions.
"how about we go back about the marriage thing for now" he faked out a laugh.
"i want this to be our family's house too" you sighed in content while scanning the architectural structure.
"if that's what you want" he smiled and pecked your forehead, which had caught you by a surprise.
"it is" you smiled, you didn't want to admit it but something formed within you when he said that.
"i'll be having a boys night tomorrow so i might not respond quickly to your texts"
"is it strictly 'boys only' ?" you asked forming an idea and swallowing these funny feelings that have bloomed within you.
"well it had always been"
day 4 : poker night
if fate was inevitable, they should you hit you up then.
you were in a cab with your hands filled with cheol's place in mind.
"cheol having a 4 day record is worth celebrating" jeonghan teased
"it's been that long?" mingyu asked actually impressed
"i've been in a lot of relationships since college, stop making it seem like im a loser" he sighed
"probably just in college" minghao retorted
"it's probably going well, maybe next year she could meet his parents" seungkwan noted
"please, she met them the second day we met" cheol answered scoffing at the thought
"now i know why girls are driven away from you" jun cringed at cheol
"she called them herself the day we met, she even said that our children will live here, and she tried to sleep with me the first day we met !" cheol finally shared his experience the past few days
"ooh feisty and a woman with a plan, that's so horanghae coded" hoshi smiled reaching his palms out and curling the ends of her fingers.
"you're going delusional again hamster" minghao smacked the back of hoshi's head causing the latter to relieve it by rubbing his head.
"maybe cheol could get laid now with her bold behavior, someone who can tame mr. pride-over-pants-down-choi-seungcheol over here" joshua said
"she's just a bet-"
the violent reactions that flashed through the faces of his group-mainly cheol when you came in the door in the middle of the game.
the guys quickly recovered teasing cheol for being so attached already calling her over for a boys night.
"hi guys!!" you said excitingly trying on your best cute expression you could muster up while hoshi replied to you with the horanghae pose as you quickly reciprocated it.
"i just thought i could put some of my stuff here so you could always remember me cheollie" your eyes twitching the moment your face was parallel with the wall
cheol was in awe with the first few vases you put out, until there were at lest 13 in his living room only. his house looking like he was out there selling urns
you were going around his place disrupting them, even changing their ambient music into some of britney spear's playlist
and even making very concerning screams around the kitchen just behind the living room.
"cheollie, can you get me some water" you whined when you heard them telling cheol it was his turn
he caught you reaching out unto the cupboards for a glass, he quickly got you what you requested and leaving you there
you were quick to grab onto his arm and grab the cigarette out of his mouth.
"you need to stop smoking" you tell him genuinely, his demeanor sensing your honesty his brows rested as he gave you a smile.
"i need to keep my lungs healthy for our children huh?" he teased you with a knowing smile
day 5 : ghosting
after his game with the boys, you two spent so much time together after.
he was being sulky after receiving his first losing game last night from all your disruptions last night.
but he never mentioned you being a nuisance, and just maybe because it was stored somewhere deep his chest the frustrations he held
but you stayed clingy to him filling him up with your presence even when you already went home flooding his texts until it was dawn
today you decided to stay low, you were lying in wait in this part of the plan
by doing so much the past few days today you decided to give ghosting a shot
"god i just wanna die if i need to go through this just to find a decent human being" you sighed frustrated at yourself
you wish you could stop now, there was 150 bucks on the line
or this is what you thought that hindered from you from stopping, you stared longingly on your laptop
quickly dialing his number you grinned at the sound of his voice
day 6 : a large iced diet coke and a kiss to go
today you planned on watching a knicks game with cheol, it was both your favorite thing to watch.
the stadium filled with cheers as you were shaking with thrill watching the tight game among your favorite team handling each other by the neck
most of the game went well according to cheol
during the break the venue managers continued to do the kiss cam.
you were interested looking at random people sharing affection through this stupid camera. but you didn't know it would face you.
you saw your face light up with surprise as the other guy next to you exposed on the kiss cam
you were looking at him
"i'm-" the guy was cut off when seungcheol grabbed you by the nape sealing your lips with his plush ones, the camera then panning to the both of you instead of you and the other guy.
"you weren't in the kiss cam" you said smiling- wait no don't.
"well i was just now" he said cockily
"i'm not gonna let you kiss him when i'm here" he said and that lit a fire within you
the final part of the game resumed as you both were cheering wildly through the crowds
it was time.
you asked cheol to bring you coke since you were extremely famished according to your words.
cheol quickly glanced at you, the bottom of the stadium, on the scoreboard, and back to your eyes.
he quickly ran getting you the drink that you wanted.
"i cant drink too much sugar though i need the diet one" his face turning into a distressed one jogging back up the long steep flights of stairs as he huffed to the vendor that you wanted the coke one, being only available to watch the game through the small monitor by the ceiling
there was about 3 minutes left, your team still having time to win over
he rushed back to you quickly handing you your coke, but there was another thing-
"i need ice cheollie" you whined at him, he groaned but still went over to do it
only a few moments left before the game ends the vendor still working on you precious drink, seungcheol staring at the monitor.
you felt bad, like actually. but you had to keep this up
you were enjoying the game until you were drowned in your thoughts on how you were ever gonna ask for his forgiveness after all this
you were a bitch and get over your act.
the crowd calling out through your ears realizing your favored team won, you had to force a smile especially a lovely one at cheol to make him think you were being a menace
maybe if you pushed him enough you could end this sooner, you can't admit that he was charming, handsome, and his behavior is no less than how a gentleman should act.
sorry coups.
the game ended, you were exiting the venue with cheol as his arm around your shoulder quickly calling you a cab home.
"thank you for this babe" you smiled passing him the cup, hoping you were rude enough for him to not call you up anymore
"no problem, you gave me your other ticket to watch with you anyway" he smiled pecking you before you left.
he crumpled the cup and threw it away.
day 7 : the revelation
you and cheol spent this day with a quick breakfast by the small cafe nearby, chatting through the busy streets of your city, he asked you to come to his event tomorrow which you accepted. after breakfast there were barely any interactions coming between the two of you.
why stay through this conditions?
well we bring you to the day 1
you were troubled writing your new article on the magazine company you were working for.
your boss expecting so much from you, you simply cannot write anything too political or anything controversial at all, so you stuck on to writing these stupid "how to" to articles which was a huge success for your company.
you were stuck, nothing to write, drafts filled with calling out peace for all countries experiencing genocide and territorial invasions or calling out to politicians who were legitimately caught only on scandalous events but never the seat of any meetings.
you were a writer a "how to girl", you swore you did it all and wrote them, how to talk your way out of a ticket, how to feng shui your apartment and even having those little tests you wrote printed by the magazine.
seungcheol was a lawyer, he stayed in his grandfathers law firm, his grandfather desperate for him to get wed and have a family who will take care of the firm and would take care of him as well.
seungcheol's grandfather knew his luck in love, so he prayed that even when he passes, his grandson will still have someone to be with.
day 8 : pride over love
cheol came over to your place at dusk seeing you with your flattering yellow dress with a backless cut on the back.
he was stunned by your beauty, his hand leading to his chest.
"my god" he whispered to himself as he paced closer to you
"you're gorgeous" he smiled as he kissed your temple
"you don't look to bad yourself" you grinned at him
you decided to stay in your apartment for a while as you settled a few of your stuff before you leave
he glanced over your record player and fidget over your albums then he finally sat down digesting the whole essence of your place, it was hard for him to stay still thinking that you were some dumb bet but he knew you were more than that, he knew you we're attractive but the breeze tonight was only revealing your true selves to each other.
you came in the room with your purse settling it by the coffee table as your favorite song came by, you couldn't help but singing along to it
and other girls dreamed that they'd be cheol's partner
they'd be cheol's partner and
you're so vain
you probably think this song is about you
and then you both exploded in to giggles proceeding to do silly dances before heading out.
you both arrive at an immaculately decorated building, you could already hear all the people chattering inside the building making a light buzz on your ears
"cheol, you should come meet our new stockholder" his coworker ushered him as he looked at you with slight worry
"i'll be fine you should go" you pushed him lightly and he just nodded at you making a phone call sign telling u to call him if anything happens
it was a while when you were just sitting by the bar drinking your nth drink for the night, it wasn't your intention to do so, but that was the only thing that can occupy you. you didn't want to bother cheol on his night so you stayed lowkey.
you weren't drunk but you rethink because you didn't know why seungcheol's grandfather ushering you to talk to him.
"so i heard that you have been seeing my grandson" he started
"oh yeah i am" you politely answered, guilt wrapping you up when you realized that you were only feigning everything.
"i'm glad that he told me about a girl he goes out with, he barely tells me anymore because they don't last long" he giggled
"oh really? i would expect him to be married by now actually" you joked with him
you felt comfortable around him, his friends, his relatives, and even his co workers, they really provided you with a nice environment.
"i'm happy that you stayed with him even after knowing that you just started as a bet-"
"excuse me?" you were violated.
"i mean please excuse me i need to get some fresh air"
there was regret in mr.choi's face but it also held worry, was it true? you were a bet? what did he win for you? for this? what did he mean that you started as a bet?
you were furious, you knew you were also doing him wrong, but you felt bad for all of it.
it wasn't helping that you had to admit to yourself that you did like him. even through the fucked up situations you had this week, it was all messed up, fake.
but even in all that chaos, he was consistent, he was there.
now you're doubting if that was his acting as well
because now you were burning everywhere, because you knew you crossed the fine line along the feigned adoration over real devotion.
you adore choi seungcheol.
but now that meant nothing.
quick and heavy foot steps were heard behind you
"y/n!" cheol managed out with huffed breaths
you faced him with disdain painting your face.
“wow, you’re gonna run away after you defy me?” he laughed sarcastically, his face sullen his eyes filled with fury
“defy you? what about you making me a bet?” it dawned on him realizing that you knew about his faults too.
it was true, you did defy him, not that it was your choice, you had to do it for your job, you wrote about him, one of your how-to blog and magazine experiments.
how to lose a guy in 10 days
this was your last project being a part of this magazine line. you swore you couldn’t keep on using people for an article, you planned on being a journalist after quitting, after making him your last.
because after all, you love him.
your article could also be called “how to stupidly fall in love and find a man in 10 days”
“it was a bet at first, then i fell, but you just played me” he looked at you as if you just stabbed him straight to the chest
“what?” you said confused
“leave. i don’t ever wanna see you anymore” he warned
“didn’t know you could stoop so low, and don’t worry i will”
“how to lose a guy in 10 days huh?” he started “lucky you y/n because you just lost him” he uttered walking away.
the night turned completely upside down, both of your chests swelled with guilt, shame and anger.
your heart dropped, but you just swallowed you pride and left.
day 9 : drive me out of town
quickly packing your things to leave, you won’t do any good here now that everything is tainted by the man you met just a little more than a week ago.
you spent your whole day just wallowing the sadness from your love life leaving your friends, your apartment.
you published that article about choi seungcheol to have income before you left your low life and start as a struggling journalist to do what you always wanted, to write about more important things
conventional, innovative, a cry of the oppressed.
but people seemed to worry if blondes were more fun than brunettes.
you truly regret using him, but you both did the wrong things to the write people, only fate knew that.
you rode your cab ready to leave this damned city to move to another identical one.
the familiar streets slowly blurred into the abyss of the distance as you called your friends and relatives one by one just catching up and telling them little life updates.
you were sad, but you knew that seungcheol is probably feeling a lot more than you were.
the darkness of the sky basked you a sense of comfort, there’s always a new day.
you wished him peace.
it was a fault writing about him and confessing about you felt at the same time, but he deserved the last bit if honesty left to your fake situationship.
a raging motorcycle suddenly honks at your vehicle endlessly. your cab giving way but it seemed like it wasn’t what the motor rider meant
“OH MY GOD PLEASE STOP” you told the cab driver when you realized it was cheol’s bike.
was he planning to run you over?
you got out displaying yourself in front of the man you loved.
“y/n, it was all true” he said taking his helmet off he huffed tiredly but not slowing down his pace to get close to you
“what are you saying?”
“i liked you that’s why i agreed with the bet, hoping you would like me back, even though your personality was hard to work with” he laughed to himself
“why are you saying this? why now?”
“maybe i flipped the page too quick not seeing that you loved me as well”
“love”
“what?”
“i still love you” you whispered
“you won your bet a little too well mr.choi seungcheol”
“i love you too, and i don’t care if you pull your annoying your girl antics i still love you”
“that wasn’t me” you laughed
“well there was a part of you who did it, and i love all of you” he smiled showing his gummy grin.
you couldn’t help but feel free, you weren’t stuck in that annoying girl’s body forcing the guy you love to hate you.
“kiss me, cheol” you teared up
he didn’t need to be told twice as he rushed to close the distance between the two of you, his lips crashing to yours savoring every inch of it. your head shifting in sync as you both connected not wanting to let go.
today’s day 1. the first day of making it real.
day 10 : my heart, it lies within yours.
passed 12 am
i guess you did actually lose your bet now with your friends. at day 10 choi seungcheol was plush against your skin his lips in yours, and your hands in his hair.
“i hate that you have me wrapped around your finger” he groaned onto your lips
“i hate that you actually won your stupid bet” you sighed
“i always win, and this feels so much better than winning” he said lifting you
your bags left on the floor the moment you reached his home, he told you to call it yours as well, from now on.
your silence didn’t last long when the both of you were longing for each other leading you up to this moment.
“hm so cocky huh?” you teased him as you started kissing down on his neck as he laid you on his bed.
you pulled down on his tie realizing he was so busy at work all day.
you kissed him once more and switching the positions that you were previously on as you climbed onto his lap and continued making out
your hands wandering on his hair and his hands on your ass.
your tongue interacting as he let you do whatever you want, his hands started wandering on your body leaving your skin burning for more.
your kiss being more needy as you started to grind on his hard on. he groaned onto your lips leaving you to grind harder.
you started to unbutton his clothes as he followed suit, removing yours as well.
he was pulling on his tie
“no” you stopped him
“keep it on love” you commanded
he could throw you and turn this around, but he didn’t. he enjoyed this a little too much, loving the feeling of being taken care of.
you both were left on your under garments except him having his tie on
he looked so hot having his tie rest on his smooth and hard muscles, his abs and pecs shining from the moonlight.
you continued grinding on him until he held your hips to stop.
“let me have you first please” he sighed as he laid you down on the bed as he knelt on the ground facing your crotch.
he looked at you as if he was asking if he could remove it and you nodded back at him.
his blonde hair a bit messy as you caressed it and tugging while he was removing your underwear
his face getting closer to your heat as he started kissing on your thighs slowly.
his lips then met with your clit as he sucked slowly then proceeding to lap on your entrance already making it soaking than it already was.
his tongue bending slightly when met with the entrance teasing it and slowly stretching it.
his right hand caressing around your waist as the left one kept it on your thigh refraining it from moving.
his fingers slowly worked his mouth as he slowly dipped one into your hole.
his finger was thick, 2 of your fingers were your frequently used ones, but his reached so much deeper, felt so fuller.
he hummed against your clit as vibrations flooded through your veins. he added another finger making you writhe and pull on his hair more.
you pulled him up kissing his plump lips before making him lay down on the bed.
you held his hands as you put it above his head, you weren’t intending to restrain them at all.
his biceps protruding so well when you raised it keeping it there as you licked and sucked on his neck slowly removing his boxers.
you wanted to cum with him tonight.
his eyes went dark seeing his large dick lining up to your entrance, he wanted you to ride him, he wanted to stare at your beautiful body while you felt pleasure because of him.
"no condom?" he asked heavily, he wanted it, he wanted this, but he also wants to make sure that you're doing what you desire, not wanting to make regrets again.
"i don't care, fill me up, make me pregnant" you said in a daze, but even without the lust you had right now, you still would say yes.
"fuck" he groaned hearing your words
his length standing tall, he was already so girthy, his tip leaking red.
he wanted to feel pleasure with you, not just sitting there like some fuck doll.
you lined the tip with your entrance as you slowly sunk down already feeling an enormous stretch.
"god your cock is so big" you moaned as you rested your head by his neck sucking there to distract yourself from the slight pain.
his hands went down to your waist as he pushed you further, taking him all in.
he was sent to paradise with your walls crashing to his length, engulfing it in its warmth
"your pussy was made just for me, love" he groaned as his hands guided your waist to ride him.
you were releasing moans as you rode him, it's as if he was still getting bigger inside you.
you then leaned back to your position staring at him with his tie, he looked so hot with his abs clenching every time you squeeze his dick, and how his sweat made it look like he was glowing.
he was laying back with the most drunk in lust face he got as he bit his lower lip just staring at you bouncing at him.
every curve of him filled you even more hitting the right spots that led you to your high in a few more moments.
you both released at the same time, but cheol was far from over with you
he flipped you around entering you in a missionary position, he was truly strong as he pumped himself in you with a new found energy hitting even deeper than before.
he caressed the bump his dick made deep on your stomach.
he made a guttural moan just by the thought of you being able to carry his children by the very belly he's fucking oblivion to.
you pulled onto his tie causing it to tighten a bit that he moaned. you kissed him sloppily as your saliva mixed and dripped to the side of your chin.
he went down leaving marks on your delicate skin, already having red marks on your neck, he made sure to give your tits some love.
he sucked onto your left one and massaged the one on your right, continuously flicking it. his other hand made its way to massage your clit, which made your back arch and scream his name.
"fuck seungcheol" you moaned
"seungcheol? i thought you called me cheollie" he smiled at you with a shit eating grin
you could barely even give a response, you were simply brain dead from all the pleasure you had.
his pace going faster and faster as massaged your clit to a higher intensity, you both were sent over the edge for the second time tonight.
he slowly removed his length, as your hole felt the emptiness you groaned. your mixed arousal slipping out of your pussy as cheol just stared at it.
he inserted two fingers fucking the cum back into her, you moaned at overstimulation, he continued fucking you with his fingers.
"aren't you doing too much mr. choi?" you glared at seungcheol.
"gonna make sure you keep all of it" he said as she shakes his head giggling.
you pulled him down onto the bed as you sat up stuffing your underwear in his mouth making him moan out loud.
"your turn?" you grinned.
i felt like i could do better :") im sorry if this is bad.
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⭒❃.✮:▹Call it what you want to, part 4!
[finally!! Here’s part 4, sorry it took so long to get up, I’ve been working on many other things that I want to share. Hope you like this one, the next part will be the final FINAL]
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timothee chalamet is texting ... you
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user: tchalamet and yourusername >>>
user: her and tom are so cute but as friends
user: her and timmy are literal goals
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user: GUYS!!! LOOK AT THEM AHH, tchalamet and yourusername at his apartment in New York! They’re so IN LOVE
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Oki so like The Hobbit BotFA is on rn, I’m not watching it tho cuz certain people are dying (you know who) and I noticed something in this scene:
Basically, when Bilbo comes out and is like “Thorin!”, Thorin instantly turns around and looks at him with what I personally think is shock and adoration.
Because Thorin had literary nearly threw Bilbo to his death, and yet Bilbo is back, calling for him.
And then it looks as if Thorin is approaching Bilbo, like he wanted to maybe hug him or hold him or apologise or whatever. But you can clearly see him going for Bilbo.
But then Bilbo moves like “it’s not the best time currently” kinda thing, and carries on with why he’s here. But, you can see when Bilbo moves away Thorin instantly stops and listens. But it’s a very abrupt stop, maybe for a second thinking “is Bilbo scared of me?” Kinda thing??? Idk, but he stops instantly for whatever reason, so there has to be something behind that.
And that’s that for me. If you have any thoughts on it pls share! I wanna know others opinions :)
#kinda did a deep dive#I could’ve gone on but I’m in an online lesson#but it was clear thorin was going towards bilbo#thorin oakenshield#bilbo baggins#bagginshield#the hobbit
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bruce wayne x fem!reader || smau
pt. 2 of this :)
pt. 1
pt. 3
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brucewayne
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brucewayne just going to leave this here
yourusername bruce- 😭😭😭😭
brucewayne what? 🤷♂️
user PLS WHAT IS THIS
user is that y/n’s face on his mug??? 😭😭
brucewayne custom made
user plsss 😭😭
user this man is WHIPPED
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yourusername ENGAGEMENT PARTYYYY 🥂🍾
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racheldawes had such a blast you and bruce!!
harveydent thank you for gracing our engagement party with your presence 🙇♂️
yourusername ofc anything for the common people 💁♀️
brucewayne the prettiest 🤍
yourusername mwa 💋
user look at her dresssss 😍😍😍
user ikr 😭
user man i wish i was rich and had rich friends like y/n 😭😭
yourusername posted a story 42 minutes ago
user1 replied PLS DONT RELL ME WHAT I THINK THIS MEANS 🙏😭😭
user2 replied girl say sike rn 😨
user3 DID U AND BRUCE BRAKE UP?????
user4 nononononknono u can’t do this. u can’t post smt like this and expect us to be calm U NEED TO EXPLAIN 😭😭
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yourusername life as of late 🙃
user WTF DOES “🙃” MEAN ???? 😭😭
user guys bruce didn’t like this post 😀
user maybe he’s busy 😭😭😭 (i’m delulu)
user noooo they broke up 😭😭
user it’s not confirmed, they still follow each other and have each others photos up
user but they also haven’t confirmed that they’re still together 😭😭
user if u and bruce brake up i’m going to be the next joker 😐
user frr 😭😭
user if they brake up then loves not real
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brucewayne only thing that matters
user NO NONONONK WHY DIDNT SHE LIKE THIS POST
user bruce how could u fumble y/n???? 😭😭
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user SHUTTHEFUCKUP 😭
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user no we’re not (i’m delulu)
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yourusername this place is like 18193819203x bigger than my last place
user IS THAT WAYNE MANOR ⁉️
user 🔊BRUCE WAYNE HAA LIKED THIS POST I REPEAT BRUCE WAYNE HAS LIKED THIS POST🔊
user what does this mean??? 😵💫😵💫
user pls tell me you’re still together otherwise i’ll kms 😭😭😭😭
brucewayne
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brucewayne you guys really thought i’d let her go?
ps. it was her idea to be dramatic about her moving in
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yourusername sryyyy just wanted to have some fun
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clearly
pair lando norris x singer!reader
note if you guys want to decorate my tree with a little note, I’d appreciate it:,)
tree!
++ dont be a silent reader pls hehe
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ln4updates Lando goes live on twitch again and mentions his longtime crush, yn. (she’s a** — i got the subtitles wrong)
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ynslover F1 and yn?!? 😭😭😭
norrizznutsz THE BUTTON UP O HTMGOFD
user73 if i was yn, i’d be dead.
lando.jpg yn
⤷ ln4updates mans has no shame 😭
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landonoriss that’s a wrapppppp 😁
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user33 the thirst trap right before the yn tagged slide 😭😭😭
yn congrats, lando 🧡🤍
⤷ landonorris thankyou so much! your music was my wakeup music
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⤷ landonorris thank you so much, yn! your music was always blasting at the mclaren garage 🫡
⤷ yn awwww thank you AHAHAHA hope to meet you some time!
⤷ landonorris See you at your UK show :)
⤷ yn omg what!!!! see you soon!!!
⤷ carlossainz55 DMS exist
[(carlossainz55) landonorris: DELETE THAT CARLOS STOP SHUTUTP STOP]
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⤷ yn AHAHAH, come in them then 😝
(LANDONORRIS) yn just followed you back!
[ (landonorris) carlossainz55: You’re welcome]
yn
uk, manchester
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yn cop or drop???
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landonorris cop 👮♀️
⤷ yn thought dms existed?? :)
⤷ user4 oh ITS HAPPENING.
user44 lando thinks he’s real slick with commenting ‘cop’ 4 seconds after this was posted 😭
ynspeed yn’s response to lando’s thirst trap:
⤷ yn landonorris isn’t the only one who can do that
⤷ user2 i bet lando is dying rn
yn
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yn and that’s the end of the silence between songs tour 😵💫😵💫manchester, you are something else 🧡 i’m glad it was you closing this magical tour! thank you, thank you, thank you!
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user3 the orange heart???? something is a little 🐟hy around here…
⤷ user4 I CANT WITH THE FISH EMOJI😭
ln4updddts WHERE’S OUR YNLANDO CONTENT!!
lando.jpg
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lando.jpg I woke up happy, watched the sun rise. I wonder why
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yn the I Wonder caption 🥹🥹🥹
⤷ lando.jpg Too good of an opportunity to not use it
yn i adore you
⤷ lando.jpg i adore YOU!
⤷ lnrizzyn theyre actually my parents.
⤷ ynsloverr lnrizzyn THE LAST SLIDE!!!!!
user39 THE FLOWERS!!! YNS FAV ARE TULIPS 🥹
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ynsource yn coming out backstage with her favorite tulips in hand! rumored to be given by landonorris
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user484 HELLO???
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ynsource yn goes live on twitch again and mentions lando norris!
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uppyn landonorris are you okay?
user37 YNLANDO NATION RISE!!!
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landoyn4 LANDO NORRIS WHEN I CATCH YOU. HER WAITING FOR THE DM😭😭😭😭😭 HER SEEING OUT POSTS 😭😭😭
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lllmclerc Lando liking the posts 😭
(99+) INSTAGRAM MESSAGES 𐙚˙✧˖°
— december 9, 2023
Lando Norris
i am sooooo sorry for not messaging sooner. i pussied out and thought you were joking about it:(
please forgive me
please
yn 🫧🤍
hi landooo!
don’t worry about it:) sorry if i outed you online, i kind of pussied out as well to message you 😭
you just seemed interested so i didn’t know what to think after you came to the uk show last week with those flowers and you ghosted me
Lando Norris
No i feel even worse now. I really did want to hang out or go out with you (whichever you prefer) but, again, i pussied out…
think we could have a redo?
and about the online thing, it’s totally alright, nothing they didn’t already know anyways 🤗
yn 🫧🤍
it’s alright and i would love to go out with you :))
what’s important is we were able to talk in our most random way possible 👍🏻
Lando Norris
do you mind if i get your number?
yn 🫧🤍
not at all! it’s xx-xxx- xxx
yn
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yn sorry i haven’t been active :) i’ve been happier than ever
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landonorris nice heart
⤷ yn thanks!
ynlando 😵💫👀
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landonorris snow days ☃️
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yn hey, nice heart!
⤷ landonorris your snow heart is better ☹️
ynlannn …
ynlannn HELLO?????? LANDO CAMCORDER -> POST OF YN FROM A CAMCORDER. THE HEART SNOW -> YN WITH HEART SNOW. THE COMMENTS. THE BOYFRIEND EFFECT IN THE 4TH PIC. SO MUCH TO UNFOLD AFTER 3 WEEKS OF SILENCE.
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ynsource photos taken of yn by the paps this week!
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lnyln we’re all thinking the same thing, aren’t we..
⤷ynsource ynlando real and they’re on a ski trip🥹
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landonorris and yn Lando is the photographer in the relationship, clearly. - yn 🧡
y/n/n is clearly the better looking one in the relationship, clearly - lando 🤍
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yn hey! that last part isnt true ☹️
⤷ landonorris yes it is
⤷ yn thats a lie
⤷ landonorris you’re like the most beautiful person in this universe. what are you on
⤷ carlossainz55 Not even three months and disgusting in the comments already 😝
⤷ landonorris shhh dad
user4 THEYRS SOOOO🥹😝
ynslove i bet that first clip is yn for her 2nd leg of the tour 😵💫😵💫
user73 y/n/n?? she said she doesn’t like being called that except for her future partner UGHHHHDHAJAALALA
mclaren 🧡🧡🧡
#SOF : anotha lando fic!! bump on the tree 🤗
happy holidays! 🤍🤍
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LOVE OCTAGON? -
[ ot7 x reader ]
YOUNG FOREVER
8 participants - 8 online
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hobi: just did 8 push ups i’ll smack the shit out of anybody rn
jin: if you were a girl i’d be into that
jk: pls don’t hit me
tae: thought he liked men
jimin: could of fooled me
jin: ??????
namjoon: glad to see ur working out again hobi
hobi: what’s that supposed to mean??
namjoon: i’m glad to see you working out again?
y/n: can i watch?
jk: i want you so bad omg
y/n: ??
jk: sorry i was hacked
yoongi: did one of you order food to my house?
jk: no i wasn’t
tae: MY BURGER IS AT YOUR HOUSE???
OH MY GOD I THOUGH I WAS SCAMMED I WAS SO UPSET
jimin: eat it yoongi
tae: DON’T
pls 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺
send it back to me pls i’m begging
i’m literally starving
and shaking
jin: i think you should give it back to him yoongi could be his first meal in months
hobi: real
yoongi: threw it away
tae: WHAT IS UR ISSUE??????
yoongi: you
hobi: namjoon do you want to fight?
jk: do you want me back?
jimin: shut up
tae: don’t expect to hear from me ever again bitch
yoongi: oh nooooo
namjoon: fight??
y/n: can i watch?
jin: this is stressing me out
someone give me a fun fact to calm me down
namjoon: um
hobi: xikers are the first 5th gen group
tae: that sounds like a disease
jimin: thought we would never hear from you again
yoongi: good things never last
jin: 5TH GEN??????
ARE YOU SILLY
THATS A THING??
THAT FACT DID NOT CALM ME DOWN AT ALL
jimin: ofc tae’s talking about diseases again
tae: am i wrong tho??
like
omg i got xikers rn
i’m itching soooo badddfd
pls i need to go to hospital the xikers on my back are killing me
namjoon: stop talking
tae: i’m not wrong
jk: are you ok tae?
what is xikers
it sounds bad
tae: i’m dying
pls remember me
jk: WHAT 😨
i will bro 🥺
y/n: he’s lying to you
jk: i’m not i swear i’ll remember you forever and ever
y/n: tae is lying to YOU
stupid
jk: oh
wtf man :/
tae: you never let me have fun
hobi: i want to be 5th gen
jk: but we said we were 4th gen??
namjoon: we are 3rd gen.
yoongi: let’s not do this again
tae: ME FOR 5TH GEN IT BOY
jimin: jimin 5th gen ace
jin: although i’m in shock and disbelief rn i’ll still take on the role of 5th gen it boy
tae: ?????
tf is wrong with you
can you read
i said i’m 5th gen it boy?
let’s vote
come on guys 🤗
yoongi: i vote jin
y/n: jin
jk: ME 3
jimin: ig jin
hobi: jin4thewin
namjoon: jin?
jin: i also vote for jin
tae: burn in hell
jk: y/n 5th gen it girl?
y/n: but i was 4th gen it girl last time
jk: ur right let’s swap
y/n: best 5th gen rapper
it’s an honour really
jk: i will use my 5th gen it girl title to help better the world
hobi: 5th GEN VISUAL HOSEOK
yoongi can take the best 5th gen singer title
yoongi: k
y/n: namjoon best 5th gen dancer?
jk: i agree
namjoon: ??
jin: idk about you but i love my new title
tae: i bet you do
jin: you sound mad
namjoon: again?
tae: i’m not
namjoon: you can take mine if you really want
i don’t care for you guy’s silly little game
jk: THIS IS NO GAME JOON
THIS IS OUR REAL LIFE
hobi: RIGHT
tae: KEEP UR NASTY TITLE I DONT WANT UR PITY FUCK YOU FUVK YOU FUCK YOU
jin: yikes
yoongi: all this shouting for what?
y/n: wow
namjoon: fine
jimin: why did jungkook go live naked
y/n: proof lmao?
jin: right put me off my salad fr
jimin: you were eating a salad?
jin: yeah?
jimin: ok
jin: tf you mean ok???
do you want to fight?
jimin: i’m just surprised that’s all
jin: why??????
jimin: cuz yk…
jin: no i DON’T know
pls enlighten me bitch
jk: i wasn’t naked??
jimin: yes you were
jin: HELLO???
YK WHAT?
jk: i swear i wasn’t
y/n: proof???????
jk: you want to see me naked 🤭??
i’m blushing rn
tae: i was naked once
hobi: this isn’t about you
y/n: tae sent me nudes by email once
hobi: ok this is about you
jk: WHAT????)/£/
jin: by email?
tae: omg why would you tell themmmm
jimin: why would you ever want nudes from that?
tae: that????
y/n: i never asked for them
who do you think i am??
tae: what does that mean??
namjoon: you can literally get arrested for that
tae: kinky
but i did send them on accident
so i’m sure the police would understand
jin: i do not believe that at all
and by email??
how is that an accident
yoongi: right
tae: plus i did look super hot right y/n?
y/n: that not the point
tae: see how she didn’t say no
jk: SAY NO
hobi: send the nudes here i say!
jin: DO NOT
jk: say no before i shoot myself in the head
jimin: wow
namjoon: it doesn’t matter if she thought you looked good or not you can’t go round sending ur nudes to people with without warning
tae: says who?
namjoon: the fucking law?
are you okay?? like that’s common sense
wtf is wrong with you
hobi: joons getting mad oh my god >.<
yoongi: thought we established he has no common sense
tae: i knew telepathically that she needed to receive nudes from me in order to keep living
jin: so you didn’t send them by accident then
tae: accident on purpose it’s all the same thing tbh
y/n: to keep living??
jimin: they are polar opposites actually
tae: omg all of u on my dick rn
don’t be mad i stepped up and you didn’t
jk: i was goONA STEP UP
ITVWAS SUPPOSED TO BE ME
I HATE YOU
IM GOING TO KILL YOU
hobi: jk’s mad this is scary >.<
jin: witnessing the fall the taekook in real time
wow this is truly beautiful
tae: omg chill out??
it’s nothing she hasn’t seen before
jimin: and is that by choice?
jk: I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU
hobi: wait what?
namjoon: everyone shut the fuck up
jin: look now you made joon fr mad
hobi: sorry namjoon >.<
tae: it wasn’t even my fault
y/n: i’m the victim here don’t be mad at me
jk: DO SOMETHING ABOUT HIM JOON
yoongi: i’m tired
jimin: this is a lot to take in
namjoon: taehyung apologise
tae: FOR WHAT?????????
hobi: ur sick in the head
namjoon: now
tae: sorry??????
jk: nasty bitch
tae: y/n let’s tell them about us
jk: what
yoongi: 🤨
y/n: us?
tae: ummmmmmm lol?
she’s normally not like this i swear
she likes me honestly
stop embarrassing in front of the guys babe
y/n: blocking you
tae: are u using me for my body???
i sent you nudes TWICE
hobi: one in a million we are twice 🩷💖
tae: you said i was hot
are we not in love?
yoongi: lol
jk: YOU SENT HER NUDES TWICE???????
OH MY GODDDDSJEJ SOMEONE PLs PULL THE TRIGGER FOR ME IM TOO WEAK TO DO THIS ANYMOREEEENBE
jimin: so like did she ask for the nudes the first time?
y/n: SHUT UP???
jimin: OH MY GODFF YIU TOTALY DID
THE PLOT THICKENS
y/n: namjoon tell them to stop taking
namjoon: stop talking
hobi: wait…
is this the fwb you’ve been talking about for weeks
tae: STOP SPEAKING
jin: wooow ur really sad
jk: OhH MY GODDDD ANd I CONGRATULATED YOU SND EVERYTHING OH MY GODDDHDXUD KILL MEMEME KILL MEMEEEE
y/n: fwb?
we have not fucked
jk: oh thajnk god
yoongi: have you kissed?
hobi: yoongi’s jealous >.<
yoongi: just asking
tae: i don’t want to talk about this anymore
jimin: look he’s embarrassed
they totally have not kissed
tae: bottom lie is that she said i was hot
jk: SHE WANTEF TO SEE ME NAKED BEFORE SO UR NOT SPECIAL
DONT LET IT GET TO UR HEAD
BITCH
namjoon: calm down jungkook
jk: HES A LITTLE SNAKE I WILL NOT CALM DOWN NEVER EVER EVER
I LIKED HER FIRST
yoongi: no you didn’t?
jin: is this a love triangle?
hobi: classic case of a love square
jimin: love square?
y/n: no one is in love
tae: my life is over
y/n: get a grip
jimin: i’m feeling left out put me in the square
hobi: it wouldn’t be a square then
jimin: love pentagon?
jin: make it a hexagon
hobi: wait wtf and me
love heptagon so cute 💞
what about you namjoon?
namjoon: what about me?
jimin: do you want to fuck y/n yes or no?
y/n: oh my god????
jk: YOU BETTER SAY NO
SAY NO
ILL KILL YOU
namjoon: i’m not answering that
jk: GOOD
WAIT WTF ARE YOU TRYING TI SAY YOU DON’T THINK SHES HOT???
WTF IS WRONG WITH yOU???
SHE IS NOT UGLY
namjoon: i never said that
jimin: i’m taking that as a yes
hobi: love octagon 🩷
y/n: what happened to talking about our 5th gen life 🙁
jk: i love 5th gen
hobi: what is with the gc name?
jimin: it’s for jin’s mental health
jin: ur actually decreasing my mental health by taking about 5th gen
jimin: are newjeans 5th gen?
jin: okay so just fuck me then?
yoongi: idk
hobi: I LOVE NEWJEANS
oHUr my OHUR MY GODTT
jin: i don’t listen minors sing
it’s bad for the economy
jimin: just say they make you feel old as shit
jk: i don’t listen to other women sing
y/n: ???
jk: i mean i love when other women sing
i actually only listen to girl groups
tae: he’s lying
because that’s actually me
y/n: shut the fuck up both of you
yoongi: real
y/n: and you
yoongi: ??????????????????????
jimin: LMAO
HE DIDN’T EXPECT THAT
jin: GOTTT HIKMMMMM LMAOSOSOSOIDKEKEKDKDKDK
hobi: i love feminism ❤️
y/n: it’s nice not arguing
namjoon: i’ve been telling you all
jimin: true!!!
hobi: you argue the most
jimin: me???
hobi: yes you
you and jin literally argued 10 seconds ago
jin: don’t put us in the same sentence like that i’m getting uncomfortable
namjoon: the fact that they actually shut the fuck up
what have i been doing wrong
jimin: maybe cuz you don’t have a pussy idk
namjoon: did you have to be so vulgar?
y/n: vulgar?
what are you 65??
hobi: pussy is power
NOT vulgar
jin: vulgar is such a nasty word like ew vulgar
namjoon: i’m leaving
jin: praise god
namjoon left “young forever”
tae: i love pussy btw
jimin left “young forever”
hobi left “young forever”
y/n left “young forever”
yoongi left “young forever”
jk: personally i think you’re so brave for saying that
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and taekook lived!!
#bts crack#bts fanfic#bts fic#bts fluff#bts text#bts x reader#bts imagines#bts x y/n#bts x you#namjoon x reader#jin x reader#suga x reader#jhope x reader#jimin x reader#v x reader#jungkook x reader#hobi x reader#taehyung x reader#bts fake chats#bts incorrect texts#ot7 x reader
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⋆ Gwen x f!reader ⋆ Sleep ⋆
request: @hyunslvvr can u pls do one for f!reader x gwen where they have a day in and they just stay in bed:)
tags: fluff, comfort, wlw, cuddling
word count: 2.1k
a/n: im paving away at requests rn, this one had me kicking my feet i LOVE gwen stacy _:(´ཀ`」 ∠): THANK YOU EVERYONE FOR REQUESTING FOR HER, another one for the gays <3
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Un unbelievable stack of homework and two essays due. You couldn’t believe it. The sunlight beamed through your window and shined onto your desk, papers covering its surface as you tiredly scribbled on your assignment papers. Friday night and you had nothing better to do than weekend homework, how miserable. You sighed, tapping mindlessly on your desk when a buzz from your phone interrupted you. Picking it up, you smiled seeing it was Gwen.
It read, “on the way, open ur window!”
You sighed at the words, setting down your pencil and getting up out of your chair to unlock your window. Gwen had a bad habit of breaking in when she wanted to. You’d already assured her your family was okay with her visiting, preferably through the front door. But she always insisted that it was easier this way. Socializing seemed to sometimes stress her out you noticed.
Unlocking your window with a click, you raised it open, taking a nice breather as cold air blew in. The sunset was particularly nice today, and you didn’t quite mind seeing your favorite person right now. Sitting on your bed, you spiffed up your room for Gwen, making the bed and cleaning your cluttered desk. Just as you were about to exit your room to go and grab some snacks, a few knocks on your window sill signaled that your girlfriend had arrived. You turned around and beamed.
“Hey, sorry for the late notice.” She apologized, sitting on your window sill and climbing down from it. Taking off her white mask, Gwen sat down on your bed, crashing down on it. Until she rose up again.
“Oh, sorry.”
“Thank you for remembering.” You teased. Watching her take off her beaten-up shoes, and carefully placing them near the window on the floor. She let out a huff, flopping back onto your bed. Gwen’s suit was a little damaged and scratched. She looked tired.
“I’m not keeping you from anything, am I…?” She asked. It was obvious that she felt guilty about her visit. But you’d reassured her many times before that your room was always available to her whenever she wanted. And so was your company.
Eyeing the homework on your desk, you declared your study session over. It didn’t matter all that much compared to hanging out with her. “Nope. I’m glad you dropped by actually, I was getting bored.” You explained, looking at Gwen as she folded her legs up on your bed. Gwen awkwardly rubbed her arm as she looked around the room.
“So…”
“Yes.”
She raised her eyebrow, “You don’t even know what I was gonna say.”
Rolling your eyes, you responded, “Yes you can sleep over. I don’t mind.”
Gwen smiled at you, relieved. You leaned back against your desk, “I’m glad you’re here.”
She smirked, “What, you missed me?”
“Actually I did, yeah.”
Looking at Gwen, you figured that she didn’t have the best day today, being a crime fighting hero and all. Walking up to her and leaning down, you placed a hand on her cheek and gave her face a quick kiss. She chuckled and peered up at you. You held onto her cheek momentarily, “I’m gonna go and get us some snacks. Have you eaten anything today?”
“Oh uh, I haven’t had the chance yet.”
“Gwen.” You said, sternly.
“I just had to go to band practice, then there was some jerk downtown and-” She spoke quietly, her voice dying down as you stared at her, an irritated look on your face. Gwen sighed and grabbed the back of her neck, her hair falling down to hide her guilty expression.
“Sorry…”
You sighed, smiling at her nonetheless, “I’m gonna go make us some food. Stay put Spider.” Gwen grinned at you, watching you walk out of the room. She took a deep breath, lying down as she observed your room like she always did. She loved the comfort you and your space brought her. Your room was decorated with posters and fairy lights.
Gwen looked around, deciding that she should probably change. It was an unspoken ritual for Gwen to pick out something from your closet. You’d let her do it once, for a sleepover. But ever since, she’d found routine in picking out an outfit of yours for her to wear and potentially keep if given permission.
She walked up to your closet, finding a pair of pajama pants and an oversized tee. She slipped it on as she changed out of her spider suit, carefully tucking it away to where it was out of sight. Just in case. Gwen tugged the shirt towards her face, taking in your scent. Her senses were filled with just you, as she felt at ease.
Walking over to your bed, she noticed a new photo in your little collage of Polaroids. It was from your last hangout. “The Mary Janes Concert–October.” In it, Gwen was holding you by the waist, her drumsticks clasped in her hand. Your arm held her cheek for a kiss, whilst the other held up Gwen’s Polaroid camera. Gwen was laughing as she looked in your direction, feeling proud of your praise of her performance.
That night your throat was so raspy from cheering for her, and Gwen felt absolutely ecstatic as you tackled her after the concert. She was happy to introduce you to her band members after, grabbing you by the hand and speaking with pride to announce you as her one and only girlfriend.
Gwen stared at the Polaroid, taking it in. She smiled and reached out, touching the photo. Moments like these felt surreal, and being reminded that someone as amazing as you were willing to stick by her and be in her life, made her woozy. Gwen loved you a lot.
The door cranked open as you walked in, a plate of sandwiches in one hand, and a mug of freshly brewed tea in your other. You set down the food on your nightstand, glancing at Gwen as she took her hand away from the Polaroid hung up above your bed. You observed her, obsessed with the way she looked in your clothes.
“Being nosy again?”
“Just lookin’ around.” She shrugged, tucking her blonde hair behind her ear.
You sat down next to her, the bed shifting under your weight. You held out the plate towards her, to which she gratefully accepted. Gwen dug in right away, mumbling incoherent words as she ate. You laughed at this, “I can’t understand you when your chewing, you know that right?” Gwen swallowed her bite and smiled at you, gesturing to her sandwich.
“This is seriously good. I’ll never get tired of your food.”
“Glad you like it.” You grabbed the mug off of the nightstand, passing it to her as she finished the last bite of her sandwich. Chamomile is Gwen’s favorite. You’d made an effort to always keep it in stock for her since she liked to crash at yours a lot. Gwen took it carefully in her hands, blowing on the tea to cool it down.
You grabbed a pillow off of your bed and hugged it to your chest, just quietly watching Gwen as she drank her tea. You gently smiled, as she seemed a little bit more energized now. Grabbing your own mug from the nightstand, you drank it quickly, uncaring of how cold it had gotten. Putting the mug down, you patted the bed. Gwen looked up at you curiously.
“I’m a little tired today, do you wanna…?”
Her eyes widened as she lowered her mug.
“Yeah, I wouldn’t mind.” She smiled at your offer, shifting off of the bed, and placing her tea on your nightstand. She lifted the covers off of your bed, carefully moving the pillows and occasional stuffed animals off to the side to make room. As Gwen got into the bed, you turned off your main light, allowing the darkness to consume your room. The sun had set long ago now, and it was time to wind down. You walked up to your fairy lights, switching them on so that only gentle orange light illuminated your room.
Carefully stepping over to your bed, you got in, placing the covers over yourself, noting how you were much colder before. The warmth of your covers had you snuggling into them deeper. You glanced over at Gwen, who looked a little unsure of what to do with herself. You two were still kind of new to the whole cuddling thing. It’d taken a long while for Gwen to be comfortable with physical contact like that on top of that. She let out a small laugh as you snaked your arm around her as you faced her.
“What?” You asked, curious of her amusement.
“I don’t think this position is natural for you.” She teased, noting how awkward your arm felt around her torso. Your body was also pretty stiff. Gwen’s face was gently glowing due to the string lights, her blonde hair fell down into her face as she shifted her body to face towards you. So much for being big spoon tonight.
There was a quick silence between the two of you. Your face was comfortably above the covers, whilst Gwen pulled them up to cover her exposed skin. Her heart was racing, as usual. She’d never gotten used to intimate moments like this, and she’d decided that she’d never get used to it. You made her nervous in all the good ways.
Gwen peered at you, the covers pulled up to half of her face. Nothing was said between the two of you. Leaning in closer, you gently moved her blonde hair out of her eyes. Talking no louder than a whisper, you spoke, “Your hair, I think the pink is fading, you should…”
Gwen shuffled, reaching out and grabbing your collar, pulling you closer to her. Her hair tickled your face as she hovered her face near yours, before carefully connecting her lips with yours. It was quick but intimate. And if not for the dark, Gwen would have definitely taken the opportunity to comment on the rising red on your cheeks. She pulled away, not completely leaving the kiss as her lips brushed over yours. And yet just like that it was over.
She cleared her throat as you lay there speechless, she glanced at your eyes through the dim room, avoiding eye contact as much as possible.
“We should probably sleep now. It’s getting… late.” She blurted. That statement was probably wrong, but you nodded anyways. Gwen’s internal alarms went off, as she criticized her judgment. That took a lot of courage, but she didn’t want you to know. Laying beside her, you stared at Gwen in awe and adoration. You loved this girl so much it was unbelievable.
“Fine.” You sighed. Gwen eyed you questioningly.
“Go on.” You said defeatedly. Gwen laughed at your words, smirking as she saw your expression.
“Finally.” She teased.
Turning over to the other side, you felt her cold hands wrap around your torso, pulling you in closer. Your bodies were snug against each other. Still being wide awake, you hoped Gwen didn’t feel your thumping heart as her hand was placed on your torso. She definitely did notice of course, but she was nervous too, hiding her face in your shirt.
You both lay there, nervous and awkward, as it was usually in the beginning stages of a relationship. You felt her move your fingers, playing with them.
“I think you’re the most amazing girl I know.” She spoke softly, into your back. Your heart fluttered at this. At Gwen’s voice, and the way she gave you affection.
“I love you,” you whispered out.
Gwen only smiled as she planted a soft kiss into your shoulder.
“I love you too.”
Yawning, Gwen mumbled something into your shirt, unable to really keep her eyes open any longer. You hummed, questioning what she said. But she didn’t reply. You’d finally calmed down, letting the comfort of the covers and Gwen’s warmth ease your mind. The city’s ambiance seeped into your room through the open window as you let your mind wander. Gwen’s breathing slowed down, her head placed on your back.
Readjusting yourself and the covers by pulling them up, you froze as Gwen stirred in her sleep. Cautiously, you pulled part of the covers over her. Gwen held onto your torso tighter and moved her face into your neck, her breathing tickling your skin. Holding her hand, you caressed her skin. Her hands were rough and calloused, evidence of her skills as a drummer.
Feeling Gwen twitch in her sleep, she subconsciously intertwined her fingers with yours. The only thing you could remember was Gwen’s touch as you dozed off. Gwen may have needed your comfort and presence the most after every day as Ghost-Spider, but she’d never understand that you needed her more than you let on.
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#across the spiderverse#spiderverse x reader#spiderverse fanfic#gwen stacy x you#gwen stacy x reader#gwen stacy x y/n#female reader#wlw fanfic#atsv gwen#atsv x reader
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it was not your fault but mine
in which joel tries to kill scott and ends up having a panic attack.
(3641 words)
content warnings: panic attacks, lots of mentions of death
i’m being so normal about traffic scott and joel rn guys
joel’s breath is coming too fast and too shallow for him to be able to convince himself that he’s fine, even as it tears at his throat. tears blur and warp his vision, welling up in his eyes faster than joel’s ability to wipe them away with his sleeve. his ribs threaten to crack against his heart, hammering against the inside of his chest like it’s trying to escape. joel can’t blame it.
it’s been hours- okay, it’s been four stupid hours, and he still can’t calm himself down from today’s events. everyone else has been able to sleep, to rest, to patch themselves up and recuperate with their team- or what’s left of it. everyone else is fine, they’re all fine, and they’re going to be fine until they die in whatever unjust, careless death they can’t escape anymore.
for the past four hours (four fucking hours- it’s so stupid-) joel has been failing to get a firm grip on the last remaining threads of his sanity. he thought he was fine- he thought he was safe from that bloodlust, that agony, that grief. but as always, the looming threat of his inevitable breakdown hangs over his head like an anvil-
(mumbo tried to turn on them, mumbo tried to send them to their graves with anvils, mumbo failed and then he died-)
not an anvil. just- anything but an anvil. dripstone- hangs over his head like dripstone-
(joel can see the spot where lizzie dropped dripstone on his head, lizzie dropped it on him because he was the last resort, lizzie was here and joel asked her to hurt scott, and she tried and was killed-)
scratch that metaphor entirely.
just- void, he’s so tired of waiting for that snap, of fearing what will inevitably make something inside of him break and lose himself in the grief-fuelled bloodlust. maybe dying first wouldn’t be so bad; you don’t have to watch as everyone else leaves you.
even through his yellow sanity, joel’s mind seems to be on its way out, and he finds himself wanting to give in. just give in- kill some people, lose a battle and die in a crushingly painful way. it’s easier, isn’t it, than trying to hold onto the threads that slice at his hands once he has a secure hold. besides, if he dies, he can be with them again.
before he even registers the action, joel finds himself gripping his axe with a kind of determination he hasn’t felt in a little while. sure, he’s yellow, but he can’t imagine the big winged fuckers getting too pissy if he went and killed someone. he’s just starting the party early, after all.
joel seems to be zoning in and out, as moments later, he finds himself treading the well-known path to scott’s, knowing that- well. if he’s going to kill anyone, it may as well be scott, right?
smug, crude, stupid scott; who stood by and watched as lizzie was flung into the void, who laughed as joel failed his tasks, who has either won or almost won three out of four of these stupid games. he deserves to be knocked down a peg or four, really. it’s only fair.
out of the corner of his eye, however, joel spots scott’s nametag behind the secret keeper’s statue. oh, of fucking course. scott ‘30-full-hearts’ smajor just couldn’t resist a chance to show off by walking around in the dead of night, huh? piece of shit- like he doesn’t even care that he just let lizzie die.
well, if scott wants to play with fire, he ought to know he’s going to get burned.
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he’s making a fucking grotto.
scott smajor, winner of one of these stupid games, top three in all games but one, is out in the middle of the night after a wither and warden fight, building a goddamn magic grotto underneath the secret keeper statue. of fucking course he is- fucking show off.
joel watches with utter distain as he prances about with his stupid azalea bushes and his stupid moss and- where the hell did he even get moss in the first place?! honestly, does he not realise this is a death game? they don’t have time to be making places pretty.
finally- finally, scott backs up against one of the stone walls, surveying his stupid pond like it actually means anything. joel creeps along the shadows, the (surprisingly still alive) grass muffling his careful steps towards scott- towards where joel is going to put an axe through his stupid throat and kill him.
“is this really worth the time?” joel says, because he has to- he can’t let scott have all the stupid quips and one-liners, because he would just go insane.
joel might already be insane.
scott looks up, eyes widening in fear as they land on joel’s figure. his whole body lurches away, but joel is too quick—in an instant, joel is in front of scott, pinning him against the wall with the blade of his axe pressed against scott’s throat. joel grins; all manic eyes and sharp teeth and the sweet smell of blood on his breath.
“looks like someone wanted to push his luck, huh scott?” joel says—and even he can admit he sounds a little hysterical now—but scott is trembling, eyes darting all over to find a way out, and that’s all joel cares about right now. “got a little big for our boots on our midnight stroll?”
“joel-“ scott gasps, and even his voice is shaking. “please-“
and- okay, it’s not exactly what joel was expecting. don’t get him wrong- he loves the fear and the trembling and the pleading, but- it’s weird. scott doesn’t fear joel, and he especially doesn’t plead with him, and- now that he’s actually looking at scott, the guy seems kind of- well, pathetic seems too cruel a word. disheveled. weakened. whatever.
“what’s wrong with you?” joel spits, looking him up and down with a distinct sinking feeling in his chest.
the tips of scott’s fingers—currently grasping at the axe’s handle—are a poisonous black, tendrils spidering up his veins. he looks exhausted, as if he’s been up all night, but- scott isn’t that dumb to have not slept. as irritating as it is, scott is a survivor, a strategist. he wouldn’t be in this state if there wasn’t something wrong.
“wither.” scott manages, and joel can’t pretend to himself that he didn’t know- “what’s wrong with you.”
joel’s rage seizes him like a fist again, and he shoves the axe further into scott’s throat. “nothing’s wrong with me you piece of- who the fuck do you think you even are? coming here, middle of the night, flaunting your thirty goddamn hearts-“
“half a heart.” scott breathes, and joel’s mind goes searingly blank.
“what?” joel’s voice is infuriatingly quiet.
scott’s hands have stopped clawing at the hilt of the axe. when did that happen? “i’m- i’m on half a heart.”
“you’re- no you’re not.” joel half mutters because- he can’t be. scott was going to die a long and painful death by his hand, but if he’s going to fall the second blood is drawn- what’s the point? “no, you’re- you’re not.”
“why do you even care?” scott says. “you’re going to kill me anyway.”
“i don’t.” joel says, far less certain than he ought to be. “I don’t care, i’m- i’m happy.”
“tell your face that.” scott mutters.
joel slams his fist against the wall, inches from scott’s face, practically breathing smoke. “you can shut the fuck up, or i’ll kill you where you stand.”
“oh, so you came here and put an axe to my throat because you wanted to protect me?” scott sneers, and- this is all wrong- how has scott gotten the upper hand? joel is threatening to kill him, and scott has the goddamn upper hand.
and it’s so easy- it’s so easy. push the axe in, slide it across scott’s skin and slit his throat. he’d be dead in an instant—it’d barely take a second—it’s so easy. the axe is firm in his grip, there’s no danger of someone interrupting, scott is far too weak to push him off and get away- it’s all so fucking easy.
there’s something distantly satisfying about the way scott flinches as joel gives a scream of frustration, flinging the stupid axe across the goddamn secret grotto. it sticks in the muddy banks of the river at an odd angle, sinking ever so slightly as the earth gives way.
he can’t do it.
he can’t fucking do it.
joel’s breath is coming too shallow again, tearing at the inside of his lungs as he gasps against this invisible force that seems to be sucking the wind from every breath he takes. tears burn in his eyes and it’s only after joel notices how damp the knees of his trousers have become that he realises he’s dropped to the ground, hyperventilating.
is this what a panic attack is? joel is pretty sure this is a panic attack. he is having a panic attack. how does he stop having a panic attack?
he tries desperately to slow his breathing, to straighten up and pretend it never happened, but his thoughts clamour inside his mind far too loudly for him to even begin to calm down. lizzie dead, jimmy dead, mumbo dead- joel nearly killed scott. what if he had done it- what if he killed someone else? there’s too much death, joel can’t be the cause of another death. joel nearly killed scott. lizzie is dead because of scott-
no- lizzie is dead because of joel. he let her- he didn’t tell her he failed- she tried to kill scott and then she died and now she’s gone and joel killed her just like he was about to kill scott and he still can’t fucking breathe-
there’s a hand on his shoulder (he can’t breathe-), squeezing gently through the fabric of joel’s hoodie (lizzie is dead-). scott is saying something- scott is telling him to look at him, and joel thinks his hands are going numb.
“i’m sorry, i didn’t-” joel’s voice is nothing but a broken whisper. he can barely hear himself over the rush of blood in his ears, the taste of iron in his mouth. “I can’t-“
“it’s okay.” scott is saying and he’s wrong because it’s not okay- it’ll never be okay. “you’re okay. you’re gonna be okay.”
“they’re all-“ joel chokes on his words. he can’t even say it. fucking pathetic.
scott takes a trembling breath, which- void, it’s so strange to see him having any emotion at all. “yeah.” he glances down, and the uncertainty of it all is what brings joel back to the present.
joel’s hands are shaking uncontrollably, regardless of how much he tries to stop. scott holds his own out in an unspoken offer, and joel grabs them embarrassingly quickly. their eyes meet, and joel doesn’t look away.
“but they’ll be back.” scott says, quiet. “they’re not lost—they’re still here.”
“but they’re not here.” joel almost winces at how raw he sounds, but he can’t bring himself to. now is not the time for embarrassment, however deeply he is going to regret that later.
scott’s eyes seem somehow more sunken, the bags underneath more pronounced—the scars of nightmares. joel knows those scars well. “I know.”
and- despite it all, it just seems so strange for scott to share that sign of grief with joel. scott, who hides his feelings so well from the outside world, not even jimmy knows all of him; whom joel has contemplated on numerous occasions if he is a robot or not because of this fact; who won’t let himself die to anyone but his allies’ hands since double life.
so joel decides to do what he does probably the worst, and tries to lighten the mood.
“you- maybe he is here. jimmy, I mean.” he blurts. “he- y’know when you wake up after you die and he’s laughing at you for whatever dumb death you just had?”
something flickers in scott’s eyes—almost like candlelight. “usually he’s just annoyed I lasted so long.” he says, a note of amusement lacing his tone. joel jumps on it.
“I reckon he’s here- with lizzie maybe.” joel says, scrutinising every detail of scott’s expression for any signs of reassurance. when did he start caring about scott? “they’re both making fun of us for being so sappy about them- and they’re gonna go tell mumbo so he can join in.”
scott glances down at his hands—still holding joel’s. when he looks back up, there’s something warm in his eyes. “you don’t comfort a lot of people, do you?”
“I- what’s that supposed to mean?” joel says, but it’s too softly spoken to come across as a threat.
“nothing.” scott says, and he sounds like he means it, which is- fucking weird. “you’re doing a good job.”
“yeah, too right I am.” joel says haughtily. he can feel his hands again; his mind isn’t so loud anymore. “thanks.” he says, quieter.
“you’re- you’re welcome.” scott says, apparently taken aback by joel’s humility.
there’s a long pause, and a silence stretches out between the two. it’s not strictly an uncomfortable silence, but it’s extremely strange—silence in these games is a luxury that too often means trap to be trusted.
“this is- this is fucking weird, right?” joel says, barely managing a grin.
scott rolls his eyes, but a smile plays at his lips. “you always have to ruin the moment, don’t you?” he pauses. “but- yes, this is very strange.”
“I don’t like it.” joel says, and.. maybe that was a tiny lie. okay- a big lie, but. just- oh, whatever. shut up. “feels unnatural.”
“I can go back to killing you if that makes you feel better.” scott grins.
joel scoffs. “how about I kill you and we call it even.”
scott huffs a quiet laugh, and the two drift back into a comfortable silence. only- there’s something in scott’s eyes that makes joel think he hasn’t said everything he wants to say. how does he know this, you may ask? well, joel isn’t exactly the most.. open with his feelings; he’s seen that look in his own eyes too many times not to recognise it.
“what?” he asks, and scott practically startles.
“I- what do you mean?” scott says, that look still plastered all over his face. joel isn’t feeling anything at all about the fact scott has started to let his guard down around him. shut up.
“you have that look.” joel gestures vaguely. “like you want to say something but it sounds stupid in your head and you can’t decide if it’s worth it.”
scott blinks at him. “you- how did you-“
“I know everything, scott.” joel says, some of that swagger back in his voice as he half-grins. “but what is it?”
“it’s- I mean you hit the nail on the head.” scott chuckles. “it sounds stupid and I can’t decide if it’s worth saying.”
“well, in my expansive worldly knowledge,” joel says pompously, grinning as scott scoffs at him. there’s something very strange going on in his chest as he notes the fond undertone of it. is he having a heart attack or is he just happy? hard to tell. “it’s almost always worth it. and if it’s not- well, I just had a panic attack because I almost killed you, so.”
“okay, well- you’re not allowed to laugh.” scott preempts, as if joel even has any right to laugh after scott helped him through his breakdown. “but, um. can I hug you?”
joel’s brain seems to have gone entirely blank, and so it’s a surprise to even himself when he says, “yeah- yes. you can.”
scott seems to be genuinely scared of doing anything that might upset joel, which- okay, that’s a whole other thing to have a crisis over later, but it also is kind of funny. oddly enough, it makes it easier for joel to shuffle so he can lean against scott’s shoulder, grinning as scott practically freezes.
“y’know, you asked.” joel nudges him.
scott scoffs a little. “yeah- I know, I just- I assumed you weren’t very.. huggy.”
“why does everyone always say that?” joel huffs. “etho said it, grian and jimmy said it-“ joel is interrupted (very rudely) by scott snorting, and hurriedly covering his mouth. “what?”
“nothing, nothing, just-“ scott grins. “eefo.”
“wh- oi!” joel exclaims, digging an elbow into scott’s side. “i’ve heard enough about that from him, I don’t need you joining in.”
“you’re gonna end up killing me if you do that again.” scott says, exasperated. joel does notice him relaxing though.
“oh no, what a shame.” joel says sarcastically, cackling as scott elbows him back.
there’s a pause, and joel is beginning to notice that there are a lot of pauses with scott. he kind of appreciates it. before joel has time to unpack that, he takes the opportunity to shift into a more comfortable position, which apparently startles scott, if the momentary tense is anything to go by. joel doesn’t get a chance to apologise before scott relaxes and puts his arms around him.
“this whole.. murder thing,” scott starts. “it hasn’t been red bloodlust since- well, ever, has it?”
and- joel wasn’t expecting to be asked that by scott- probably ever in his life, in all honesty. but. he can’t lie and say he doesn’t have an answer.
“I don’t think so.” he admits, quiet. “how long ago did you figure that out?”
“limited life.” scott says, and- yeah. that makes a lot of sense. “I was surprised that you hadn’t gone- well. batshit. and then jimmy died, and you were losing time like there was no tomorrow.”
“yeah.” joel leans a little closer to scott, almost unconsciously. “jimmy is- he’s- well. you know what he’s like.”
“I do.” scott says, a little distantly.
“I don’t- it’s never really.. on purpose.” joel says. “I mean- suddenly someone’s gone, or i’m on my own, and then it’s kind of like- why does it just have to be me? and then that turns into, maybe I should just go. get it over with, y’know?”
“pick fights you know you’ll lose.” scott realises, and joel hums in agreement. “get someone to do it for you so you can pretend it’s accidental.”
“ding ding.” joel says, emotionless. maybe he should feel a little more.. anything about that. he doesn’t.
“fuck.” scott breathes. he squeezes joel a little, almost as if he wasn’t thinking about it- as if it was natural. “I didn’t- I never realised.”
“well, I only just realised.” joel says. “I never really.. clocked it, I guess.”
“and so now.. was that part of it?” scott asks, almost cautiously. oh. gently.
“might’ve been.” joel shrugs. “though, I might just not like you.” he manages a grin and scott rolls his eyes. “who’s to say it’s not both?”
“can I.. tell you something?” scott says, almost hesitantly.
joel gives a soft laugh. “somehow, I feel like you probably can. just a feeling.”
“you have a knack for making things so unserious.” scott tells him, but there’s a smile in his voice. “well, I was gonna say that.. winning is probably the worst thing you can do in this game.”
joel frowns, looking up to peer at scott’s face. to his surprise, he’s entirely serious. “what do you mean?”
“just- it’s all fine until it’s just you, and everyone you know is dead, and you killed half of them, and then- and then it’s all gone.” scott says, suddenly quiet. “you never.. you don’t recover from that. when you’re the only person alive in a sea of blood and bodies that used to be your friends.”
joel gives a long exhale. “fuck.”
“sorry, that’s probably- a bit much.” scott says suddenly, apparently realising the depth of what he just said.
“it’s- well, it’s a lot.” joel says. “but what I- I mean, are you okay?”
scott is silent for a moment. “can you ever be okay in these games?”
“true.” joel says, more to himself than to scott. there’s a long stretch of silence, and joel finds himself wondering whether he should have more silences in his life. he’d tried to avoid them, especially when he was on his own; if he kept making noise, he couldn’t be entirely alone, right? now though, he thinks he’s starting to like them. “i’m sorry i’m always such a dick to you.”
“you- that’s- I don’t mind.” scott says, sounding slightly taken aback. he does sound pleased though, and joel decides to take that as a win. “I mean, I keep killing you. it’s fair enough.”
joel snorts. “yeah, well. still.” he closes his eyes. “I am sorry.”
another stretch of silence fills the little cavern, but this time, it isn’t broken. as the quiet settles on them both like a flurry of snow, it dawns on joel just how tired he is. after all, he’s had a hell of a couple days with very little rest in between them, and- yeah, he definitely needs a nap at some point.
as joel’s eyes begin to close and he nudges closer to scott, ‘at some point’ is starting to look a whole lot more like ‘right this second’. he’s about to sit up again, but scott wraps an arm around him and leans against him as well, and he gets the impression that he’s allowed to sleep here.
it is kind of bizarre that, just earlier today, joel was trying to murder scott—only half because of his task—and now here they are. void, death games are so weird.
joel kind of loves it.
#the ending is weak don’t judge me this has been a wip for like two months now I wanted to finally post it HKFJDK#trafficblr#scott smajor#joel smallishbeans#smallishbeans#secret life smp#wren writes#watch this get like 5 notes GKFHD
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pairing: vada cavell x female reader
warnings: school shooting, guns, suicidal shooter, suicide.
a/n: i’m in a writers block :/ i apologise if this is bad
vads <3
pls meet me in bathroom rn. dying from lack of kisses from my grilfriend.
*girlfriend
I roll my eyes at the message, two more coming in almost instantly after I had read the first ones.
I raise my hand, my teacher raising an eyebrow to glare at me. “May I go to the bathroom please? Girl problems.” I shrug and the teacher cringes nodding and ushering me out.
“Your so needy.” The bathroom door swings open as I walk in and scoff at my girlfriend who sits on the sink counter, legs swinging as she not so patiently waits for me to arrive.
“Ahh correction. I am so in love.” Vada wags her finger at me before hopping down and rushing to wrap her arms around my neck. “Kiss me.” She whispers and I obey, leaning down to the shorter girl and pressing my lips to hers earning a breathy sigh.
Vadas mouth opens as she pulls back, a mischievous twinkle in her eye as she goes to speak. But she doesn’t get to finish her sentence as a loud bang echoes through the hallway.
Vadas hand grips mine as we both freeze, eyes trained on the bathroom door waiting to hear the noise again.
And again it happens, multiple gun shots fired followed quickly by cries and screams, footsteps screeching in a panicked state outside the bathroom door.
Tears begin to fall down my face as I drag Vada into the end bathroom stall. “Get on the toilet.” I whisper shaking a scarily larger amount as I clamber atop the toilet seat. Vada follows suit, whimpers leaving her mouth at the sound of every bullet being fired.
My breathing is rapid, choked almost as I hold a hand over my mouth attempting to keep quiet as long as I can. Vadas eyes meet my own, both pairs glassy and swimming with fear, fear that one of us won’t make it out alive.
The silence after is almost worse than the gun shots and it doesn’t help the girl before me is shaking so hard I became worried she was having a seizure. Remaining silent I hold out my own shaky palm, Vada is quick to take it ignoring the clamminess and holding it extremely tightly.
“Is it over?” I manage to ask, my lips quivering as I dare to step down from the toilet.
Vada sobs into her hand. “I don’t know.” She whispers clinging tightly to my arm too afraid to open the stall.
Police sirens echo outside the building, a sliver of hope rushing through me. But that is shattered as the bathroom door bursts open, mumbled sentences being uttered as someone paces the floor outside the stalls.
Vadas eyes widen, hand pressing tightly against her mouth to stop her cries as her chest rises and falls so fast I had to place my hand against her cheek to calm her slightly.
I slowly attempt to clamber back onto the toilet, but of course nothing goes my way as my foot slips into the toilet water, the splash alerting the intruder.
“Who the fuck is there? I’ll fucking kill you.” His voice is psychotic, alert and fuming as he stalks towards the first stall and shoots a bullet through the door.
Vada and I flinch at the sound of trigger, his footsteps gradually getting closer to our stall as he sends a bullet through each door.
Closing my eyes and praying slightly I step down from the toilet and reach for the lock. Vadas hand is quick to latch onto my arm shaking her head frantically. Turning to look at her, I smile as best I can. “I’ll be ok.” I nod and blow her a wobbly kiss before opening the stall door and closing it behind me, keeping Vada safe.
“Matt.” I whisper, the shooters trembling body turning towards my own. In his hands lay an automatic, aimed directly at me as he seethes.
“Please don’t do this. You can’t come back from this is you keep going.” My voice betrays me, breaking multiple times in the single sentence.
Matt’s eyes are filled with tears but his grip on the gun remains strong. “I don’t plan to come back from it.” He replies wrapping a long finger around the trigger and shrugging.
A flood of what felt like fire burns through my shoulder, the force causing my body to smack against the tiled ground. Crying out in pain, my hands fly to my wound, coming back coated in my blood.
Matt stands frozen, his jaw clenched as he turns the gun on himself. I will myself to close my eyes, or at least turn away but it’s as if I’m frozen. Stuck.
And without a moments hesitation the trigger is pulled, Matt’s body collapsing beside mine, his blood mixing with my own as it pools underneath his body.
Tears cloud my view and my head flops against the tiled floor, weak and heavy. “Vada.” I breathe holding my shoulder with much effort as I could muster.
“Va-“ My vision goes black. A pair of creased jordan’s the last thing I see as I fade out of consciousness.
…
“-very lucky he didn’t get her any lower or she wouldn’t be here right now.”
Blinking against the white light I sit up to see my Vada talking to a nurse but as I stir the two turn to me.
“Your awake.” Vada is sniffling, tears falling down her cheeks as she walks over to my bed. “I’m awake.” I whisper grimacing at the pain of trying to sit up.
Vada remains stoic, a scary difference to her normal wild and very unserious attitude. “Your ok?” I whisper, the nurse leaving the room with a simple nod. Vada shrugs, her eyes blank. “I don’t know.” Her hand finds mine, intertwining her fingers in my own. “Get in.” I shuffle over giving her space to slip into my bed ignoring the throbbing of my shoulder.
“I don’t think either of us are ok. And I think right now. That is ok.” I whisper pulling Vadas head against my chest and kissing her hair.
She hums, finger tracing the exposed skin on my hip. “I’ve got you now.” I whisper, running my hand through her matter locks. “And I’ve got you.” She replies turning to look up at me as if reciting a promise.
Silence encompasses the room as darkness falls over the hospital. But my eyes don’t close, and I doubt Vadas do either. Yet I remain still, the only movement is my hand in Vadas hair bringing as much comfort as I can. “I love you Vada.” I whisper. Vadas figure shuffles slightly under my gaze, head leaning back to look up at me.
“I love you too.”
#wlw post#lesbian#jenna ortega#fluff#jenna ortega x female reader#jenna ortega x reader#vada cavell x reader#vada cavell#vada cavell x female reader
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I need to ask this. What is your problem? I’ve seen millions of Jewish ppl including myself call this stuff out genuinely so don’t start with the tokenism bs. Seriously why are you acting like Israel isn’t trying to kill as many Palestinians as possible. Not to mention they already did that with Palestinian Jews as well so the issue isn’t antisemitism at all. What is the actual problem pls tell me rn. And don’t mention h&mas either bc if I do remember, there were bombings before 2000 and ppl have been dying before that.
I am SO confused by this ask.
Palestinian Jews don’t exist. Jews are not allowed in Palestinian territories. Israelis are not allowed in Gaza. I have NO idea what you’re talking about.
Israel sends out dud bombs and makes calls before firing at civilian-heavy spaces that are sheltering bombs and missiles. That is UNHEARD OF in wars, ESPECIALLY if the intent is to “kill as many Palestinians as possible.”
There are photos and videos of the IDF clearing way for Palestinians to evacuate Gaza at the beginning of this war. That is not the act of people with the intent to “kill as many Palestinians as possible.”
When Israel was attacked on October 7th, when people were murdered in cold blood, raped, beheaded, and set on fire for merely existing, on a Jewish holiday, in their homes and at music festivals, they did not fire back immediately. If you recall, they gave Gazans a 24-hour warning to leave. People cried out, “That’s not enough time!” And you know what? They waited. Before firing back against a broken ceasefire and an attempted genocide of THEIR PEOPLE, Israel issued a public warning and waited 48 hours before firing back ONCE. THAT is NOT the act of people with the intent to “kill as many Palestinians as possible.”
The truth of the matter is that we know how much foreign aid Israel receives. Israel had the ability to construct The Iron Dome. They have all the resources they need in terms of a military. If they WANTED to “kill as many Palestinians as possible,” they could. They could blow it all up tomorrow.
NOBODY WANTS THAT.
We don’t WANT Palestinians to die. We don’t WANT civilians killed. We don’t WANT hospitals destroyed. WE DO NOT WANT TO FIGHT.
If the conflict in the Middle East was easy to fix, it wouldn’t be a problem. It wouldn’t have been the butt of every joke for decades. There would be no conflict.
Jews and Muslims are peaceful people. We understand each other so well. We do not want to fight. And Gazans know that. And Israelis know that. Speak to people there. Go there. And speak to them. Not through social media. Go and speak to them. I don’t mean “put yourself in a war zone.” This isn’t a threat. I mean, go and speak to them yourself, don’t allow the algorithm and filters to make the decision for you. Eliminate the possibility of being catfished and misled. Talk to them yourself. They don’t want to fight. None of them want to fight. I promise you.
What’s my problem?
My problem is that people keep making my posts about antisemitism and double standards about something they’re not about, therefore enforcing the very point I’m trying to make. My problem is that people keep sending me threats and critiques on anon instead of saying things to my face. My problem is that when my friends and family were murdered in Israel and in Gaza, I was told that they “had it coming.”
My problem is that my grandfather fought so hard to come to America after saving his own mother from the concentration camps. He killed Nazis. He saved children. He saved his family. And then he fled to America for a better life. He joined the navy. He kept fighting until he knew his children would be safe. And now my father can’t even wear his yarmulke in public.
My problem is that my sister was punched in the face for being a Jew.
My problem is that someone was stabbed to death three blocks from my parents’ house in their own home because they were celebrating Chanukah.
My problem is that my cousin is celebrating his bar mitzvah in June, and if I tell people that I’m going to celebrate with him, they’ll never speak to me again. Because he was born in Israel.
My problem is that you don’t have the chutzpah to look me in the eye and tell me that Judaism is only ok the way you practice it, and antisemitism isn’t real because you don’t experience it the way I do.
My problem is that I want to live in peace with my Palestinian friends. And people like you don’t believe me.
And my biggest problem is that you’re not even gonna read this post.
#Antisemitism#Israel#Hamas#Jews#Jewish#Judaism#Gaza#Palestine#Muslims#Arab#Arabs#Middle East#Jumblr#Asks#Anon#Personal#Mine
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Just went driving on a road it was scary ash. So anyway I was wondering how one piece characters would fair on the road. Ik for a fact that luffy is probably banned from every road imaginable. Have a good day slayer
a/n - ah yes I’m slayer 😂 (a demon slayer) jkjk thanks for your request anon and yes, Luffy is banned from driving forever. (Garp’s also banned but we don’t talk about that)
Warnings ⚠️ - modern au, g/n reader, crack, bro Luffy is so bad at driving it’s hilarious
- if you think you’re a bad driver no you’re not. Luffy’s 10x worse
- he eats when he drives and he steers the wheel with his toes 💀💀💀
- “You have to stop at the red lights Luffy.”
- “MFFMM got it!” *his mouth is full*
- bro speeds through red lights and somehow stays alive
- and this time he managed to fly through a literal building. A BUILDING.
- needless to say. You’re scared asf. (Who wouldn’t be-? I’d die the moment I step into the car 💀)
- “LUFFY STOP THE CAR AND PUT YOUR FEET ON THE BRAKES-!”
- “IM OUT OF FEET!” *feet on the steering wheel*
- “THEN USE YOUR FUCKING HANDS THATS WHAT THEYRE THERE FOR!”
- “IM EATING!”
- “SIDJEONRORNRKT STOP EATING OMFG-“ (you are about to murder your bf. i support that movement, do it)
- nothing can interrupt a meal 👍
- garp is just as bad except he gets more angry at dumb drivers. He’s also been banned by the city government from driving but he drives anyway
- Luffy is very close to being banned by the country government. That’s a whole new level of bad driving
- you have survived all the times and I commend you for that. If you didn’t worship god before you do now thanks to Luffy. You pray before every driving experience 🫶
- does zoro know how to drive? Yes
- is he good at it? Eh he’s ok
- does he use a gps? no.
- do you end up in Hawaii when you’re trying to go to Starbucks? Yes
- “HOW DID WE CROSS AN ENTIRE FUCKING OCEAN??” -you
- “I TOOK THE FREEWAY TF YOU MEAN?!” -zoro
- he’s a smooth driver don’t get me wrong, but he never ends up in the right place
- “zoro im gonna take a nap wake me up when we get there.”
- “k.”
- you’re on the right path, and it’s a straight way for a couple hours, nothing could go wrong! Right?
- when you woke up, you found yourself in the heat of a- battle?! WHERE TF WERE YOU?
- you saw stars all around you. NOT FIGURATIVELY. LITERALLY
- “Y/N PLS HELP.” (Zoro is dying rn)
- “WHERE TF ARE WE?!”
- “I DONT FUCKING KNOW?!”
- you’re in space. you’re in space.
- don’t ask me how you can breathe with no air it’s zoro’s fault
- you’re in the star wars verse btw 💀
- “IS THAT A ROBOT FLYING THAT SHIP?!” -you (this is a normal reaction)
“Oooo that guy’s sword is green! I gotta get one of those.” -zoro (this is not a normal reaction)
- “CAN YOU FOCUS??? DRIVE PLEASE!”
- you’re literally abt to get shot to death by lasers and zoro’s talking about lightsabers 💀
- afterwards.. yes. you drove while he took a nap instead. You’ve learned your lesson to never let this mossy bitch drive
- also yes. Zoro got a green lightsaber as a souvenir so don’t worry about him
- believe it or not he’s always drunk when he’s driving (omg it’s so hard to believe ikik)
- but fr he’s always driving while being illegally intoxicated 😭
- since he’s also missing an arm that makes it worse because he has to take his hand off the wheel to do anything else
- “Babe pls keep your eyes on the road.” -you
- “Yeah i got it don’t worry!”
- he doesn’t got it
- he’s swerving all over the place, getting honked at, getting flipped off, and most of all, getting angry death glares from other drivers
- “Hey babe I’m gonna take- a nap.” -shanks
- “Ok.” -you
- …
- “Wait what? SHANKS WTF-“
- bro fell asleep on the horn and made the car start swerving around all over the place. You couldn’t count how many poor trash cans the car ran over 💀
- you tried to take the wheel but his dumb ass was too heavy and big to move out of the way
- “SHANKS WAKE TF UP!”
- you ended up punching him in the nose, making it bleed, and he woke up in a daze. Bro stank ASS. HE SMELLED SO BAD
- bro was RANCID. Smelled like over fermented kombucha and that is not a good smell trust me
- “Oh hey babe what’s going on?” -shanks
- “PAY ATTENTION TO THE ROAD YOU IDIOT-!”
- idk how y’all didn’t crash but you didn’t so-
- you needed some therapy from Benn later but that’s ok 👍
a/n - i chose all bad drivers
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HUGE SPOILER AHEAD!!!
Watch “TRASH FRIENDS” before reading. If you haven’t watched it and still read this, pls don’t say I didn’t warn you 🫠👍
Just watched “TRASH FRIENDS” and the thumbnail really made me think this was going to be an episode focusing on the way Mario has been treated by Smg4 and his friends (at least that’s how I see it) but I wasn’t expecting an episode about Smg3’s insecurities and fears (mostly insecurities)
I really was caught lacking because I was expecting something and I got the opposite lmao. I should be familiar with this guy’s content already and know that the only thing expected from these episodes is the unexpected xD, but anyways back to talking about the video.
In previous episodes we see that he gets a little bit of customers such as in the episode “You used to be cool” and “CEO OF RIZZ” but in this last mentioned episode he tries to advertise his café after Boopkins’s date works out in the end and so does the same in “SMG4’s NEWS.”
At first you think “Maybe he wants more than what he has” but after watching this episode you realize he’s actually struggling with his business and last weeks episode you change your view from his actions and see him as more desperate rather than greedy after watching this latest ep.
Constantly trying to get more people into his café and taking every single chance he can see to advertise no matter the place or time, like life depends on it.
And talking about chances ._.xD
(This goober losing the video to a basketball, I’m dead😭)
Smg4 comes to this guy’s café for his help to get his “Michael Jordan Endorsement Video” back because boi lost it and he wants Smg3’s help because their “FRIENDS”
Of course Smg3 saw this as a chance to advertise his café because HOLY SHIT MICHAEL JORDAD!!! A famous basketball player that anyone would want to have the chance to meet and that’s a chance that Smg3 is willing to take because it means his business would BLOW UP *someone throws them a chair*
Btw when Mario shows up to offer his help, I expected Smg4 to be more happy that he has his avatar buddy always trying to help him but instead…
Don’t get me wrong, I know they got a little weirded out about the fact that Mario is a regular around the Junkyard due to him eating at that location but still, that dialogue still sort of hurt me man qwp
But anyways back to my review of this episode and giving my acoustic povs that nobody asked for.
They arrive at the junkyard and after being there for 5 seconds, they find the legendary pokemon that goes by the name of “Michael Jordan Endorsement Video” (sorry for my weak ass jokes, I just woke up and my humor is a little broken rn)
After having the video on sight, Mario pulls a Yoshi and beats the crap out of the spaghetti plate where the video so happened to land on, in one go. Obviously, causing the other two to try and force the USB out of him but both failed as Mario did a BLJ through the trash and forcing 3 & 4 to dig through everything to find him.
Now… the part I was dying to talk about and hopefully I can let out my thoughts the proper way.
As the two spend an entire evening just digging through trash, they start a friendly conversation until Smg4 touches the Smg3’s CnB topic which causes Smg3 to get nervous and lie about everything being fine because he has something that every human being has unfortunately, ✨I N S E C U R I T I E S✨.
Which I understand because bruh, 3’s been seen as a bad copy of 4 who’s the total opposite of him for a good piece of his life, if not his ENTIRE existence and now that’s he’s going through a change in his life for the better, he’s going to face a lot of these insecurity episodes because he’s so used to being seen as the bad guy, the bad copy, The Villain. Always people seeing what 4 does and never looking what 3 does which got him into that dark path.
Is like the Sun and the Moon kind of thing. The Sun (Smg4) can shine the brightest while the moon (Smg3) is just a floating rock shining the least. I’ll bring this up again at the end of the review.
But yeah, Smg3 has insecurities and is more shown when they reach the entrance of Mario’s hiding spot.
-Part 2 🫠👍-
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enhypen as middle school songs + an AU
a/n: i’m so sorry for disappearing :( pls take this guys i’m sorry. i’ll do a text au right after this i am SOOOOO sorry. ive been dying after my enha concert
warnings- none ❤️
wc- idk like 200
MASTERLIST
jungwon- girlfriend by avril lavigne
listen… it just fits his vibe idk what to say!
jungwon…. whoever you’re dating, he does not like them because he wants to be with you. he acts overtop and just tries to tell you “just date me.” of course you don’t think he’s serious. but he’s REALLY serious. probably best friends to lovers
heeseung- hot mess by cobra starship
need to see this man dancing to this song- anyways
heeseung has a HUGE stage presence of just like being insane right. so it leads you to believe he’s just a hot mess in relationships. that’s not true, the more you get to know him he’s just a dork with a facade. nuisance to lovers 😋
jay- vampire money by my chemical romance
good lord can you imagine him performing this song WOAAAHAAHHHHHHAHAHA
band AU. battle of the bands. you vs. jay. he performs vampire money and instead of being mad at him for the good performance you’re enthralled. especially when you’re about to go up after his performance and he smirks at you. enemies to lovers
jake- dear maria, count me in by all time low
he’s just so all time low idk what to tell you
you met him during one of the tours. it was totally by accident (he spilled his slushie on you at 2am.) immediately he was in love with you. love at first sight. tongue tied. you know how it is. but even after talking to you, he forgot to ask for your name, number, anything. so now every show he’s just looking for you in the crowd. soulmate au - strangers to lovers
sunghoon- angel with a shotgun by the cab
MY GOODNESS DID I PULL THIS FROM THE VAULT.
omg i’m imagining like a streetracer AU or something. like you’re his ride or die but you have absolutely no clue how he makes his money. you’re just happy to be around him and sunghoon would do ANYTHING to protect you. sun + moon au (grumpy x sunshine)
sunoo- cliche by mxmtoon
ITS JUST A CUTE SONG
i can imagine sunoo crushing on you and not knowing how to talk to you at all. for the first time he doesn’t know how to charm his way around things. it’s very cute and cliche. PROBABLY A CAFE AU! dumb and dumber trope
riki- love me dead by ludo
“you’re awful i love you.” he is driving me NUTS rn. so i had to pick this song. like….. i can’t even describe shit rn. this is just his song and i’m going insane that’s all you guys need to know 😇
i can imagine both you and riki bickering on and off but no matter what you don’t want anyone else to bother the other. like for example if someone makes fun of you or him, it’s game over for that person. oblivious x more oblivious
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SHAZ PLS take a look at this post… there are a couple of comments like this one i’m dying😂😂😂
Before we talk about your tweet can we discuss what they are replying to?
The name of the account is incorrect quotes. Its basically like fanfic so OP is not saying this is what happened. They just came up with that because its cute. They're not saying it was the actual dialogue, they're not calling it fact. So for this unhinged person to pop up?? In a Jikook space no less???
First of all... I'm not... like, Lord have mercy. If this person is not 10 years old I will be very, very shocked. Like thats the only way I can accept that this is an actual person who isn't mentally ill. JK fainted. JK fainted!?!?!? That's the only reason this happened?
That's him fainting?? Guys, I know we are supposed to ignore these people and go about our business but someone explain to me how someone with a brain looked at that and decided JK fainted????
You know that comment is bad when these dont sound so bad
JK does look tired and we are used to the FS angle so these are normal to me. But the fainting one?
Even ot7s doing what they do best by trying to make this trip ot7 makes more sense rn
I always think the vermin are done shocking me but they always, always somehow manage to top themselves. Oh wait, is this progress?
Nah, false alarm
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Anygays, I only have 1 thing to say to the vermin:
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Lately I've been thinking alot about lovestruck Hobie with an oblivious reader. I'm talking like, man's completely WHIPPED. Doing backflips on his eyelashes to get reader's attention and they just brush it off as 'he's probably like this with everyone'. Bro's furious, desperate even. If you're still in the getting to know each other stage, he acts like a complete idiot. I don't see him as a person to blush or stutter around their crush, but probably do his best to make you laugh or smile, even at the expense of his own dignity. To me, in the movie Hobie seemed like a very physical touch kind of guy. I assume it would be the same with reader, his arms always looking for excuses to end up around theirs waist or shoulders. You best believe he's always got you in the back of his mind (you make him question his beliefs around relationships at least once a week).
Pls give me your thoughts on the matter 🙏 obsessed with the idea.
~☄️ comet anon
ahhhh my first emoji non! this is so exciting 2 me c: okok so i haveeee a fic kinda like this — not really ( he kinda stalks reader to keep her out of harms way )— where hobie is OBSESSED but i like your take on it too
to me, hobie is the textbook definition of a lover boy and it takes him a while to make it look cool bc he’s inexperienced in the actual real world relationship stuff. like, he’s had flings, he’s had short-term relationships, if you can even call it that, in the past. he’s had crushes bc he’s human. he’s not locked down emotionally. if anything, he’s wayyy more open than your standard run of the mill person would be.
i think he wouldn’t be confused when he first saw you and got that little drop in his stomach bc he’s not an actual dumbass. he knows what having crushes is. he’s confused bc he can’t get his shit together and can’t seem to leave you alone. he’s liked plenty of other people before but he’s stuck on you and your pretty smile and your shiny curls, as if handcrafted by a higher power.
and everyone else is like “hobie wtf” when he does shit so blatantly out of character but you think it’s normal bc you just became friends with him. like he’s laughing at every little thing you say even if no one else is and you grin pridefully bc the positive reinforcement is nice. it’s encouragement and you feel like you’re being accepted by a very kind guy but in actuality, he’s dying to get you to look at him.
like he’ll get so desperate he’ll start googling stupid shit. “how to get a girl to like you back” “law of attraction for your crush” and he knows he looks so stupid rn but any opening he can get, he’s gonna take it. he, himself, is thinking “hobie wtf” when he’s walking down the street and swears he gets a whiff of your perfume. and when you’re standing close enough, he’ll wrap an arm around your shoulder in what you think is platonic, and use it an an excuse to inhale the scent of your hair products.
this man is completely and totally star struck and it’s not like him. i’m convinced he loves so hard. he has too w the way he acts canonically. and it’s not like he doesn’t believe in love, he just doesn’t fw the way society tries to force it down everyone’s throats. he sometimes catches himself imagining what it would look like if you two were actually together and if it’s something he’s willing to do, to actually work towards. ofc he is, btw. without a shadow of a doubt.
my hobie, the way i view him, is so unconventionally chivalrous. he’s not laying over a puddle so you don’t have to step around it but he is working behind the scenes, doing subtle things he knows you’d appreciate without asking and could possibly be overlooked. there’s not a single hobie variant that isnt absolutely star stuck all of the time around you. alllllll of the time.
#⋆౨ৎ˚⟡ 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻 . . . 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 . . . ☄️ 𝜗𝜚⋆#hobie x black!reader#hobie brown#x black fem reader#x black reader#astv hobie#x reader#hobie x reader#hobie x y/n
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★ . . . ❛ ━━ BEN CHILWELL x FEM!READER.
( MASTERLIST! )
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katrinefogtfriis plantemor! 🌾🩶 ( plant mother )
yourinstagram min smuk! 🌸 ( my prettiest )
user if she doesn’t get any cuter
user thats so cute 🥹
sophiaamelia i love this! 😍
yourinstagram and i love you 😙
joaofelix79 i like plants too just saying…
yourbestfriend and your flirting attempts needs an update just saying…
cmpulisic i knew you would say smth like that 😭😭
user CACKLING
user lmao she’s back
user smh he can never get a break
user this is so funny
masonmount benchilwell mate your house is a freaking jungle those leaves slapped my face so hard i’m not even kidding 😭
kaihavertz29 now i’m picturing you getting slapped and i can’t stop laughing
user no bc same i’m literally shaking
benchilwell bro i face planted into a 3 feet tall plant don’t complain 😒
user poor things 😭😂
yourbestfriend benchilwell you deserved it
benchilwell yourbestfriend 😐
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benchilwell 😍🥵🔥
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sasha__rebecca gorgeous!! 🤩🤍
yourinstagram love u sash! 💞
user 😍😍
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odegaard.98 yourinstagram enig! 🤩 ( agreed )
vegardharm nei nå må du slutte 🔥😍 ( now you have to stop )
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user NOT THE WINE
user christian has me dying
user they’re all so unserious i love them
masonmount without me 🥺
yourinstagram if you didn’t leave chelsea then maybe you could’ve gotten the invite 😊
masonmount ouch 😣
chelseafc 🫣
manchesterunited pls don’t get us involved
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user YN APOLOGIZE NOW
user how did you managed to get chelseafc manchesterunited to get here pls-
yourinstagram user i have no idea 😭 now i’m gonna have 12 year old football fans coming at me
user a punch in the throat— same
user poor mase shshs
yourbestfriend ok but why does the smashed wine bottle look so aesthetic? 🫢😩
marcusrashford and what’s wrong with man utd
yourinstagram i just don’t like your team don’t take it personally
yoursister what did that wine do to you?
yourfriend a lot… 🫣
benchilwell she was so drunk that she thought that the wine bottle was thor’s hammer and smashed it on the floor 💀
sophiaamelia she cried so much after that thinking that she “destroyed” thor’s hammer 😭
reecejames poor wine 😞
yourinstagram *poor me 🖕🏻 reecejames
kaihavertz29 so much happened last night i don’t even remember half of it rip
cmpulisic it went so far that we all crashed at a fancy party and bought 16 bottles of wine
rlc lmaoo now i remember 😭 memorable
user what is going on with this comment section
user i’m so confused
user pls how did we get from man utd to thor’s hammer?
user idk but i’m cackling my ass off this is so funny
user don’t act surprised y/n’s comment section is always a mess and we’re here for it
user it’s like watching a comedy show fr
user can someone get me updated of y/n and mason’s friendship my heart aches just thinking about it pls why am i so invested
user pls- me too the comment was too far
user right? like why would she say that
user he already got too much on his plate rn
user she’s so annoying
yourbestfriend you guys are taking this too far pls it’s not even that serious 😭
yourinstagram user mase is doing just fine he’s sitting behind me giggling at the comments
masonmount no bad blood guys! ❤️
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