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archieism · 4 years

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hey friends. i know i haven’t been on a lot, but coping with the state of the world has been kinda tough on its own. but in the last weekend alone, my home life has left me feeling barely able to breathe. my mom is flipping stuff upside down after years of somewhat dysfunctional but tolerable and we ultimately love each other parent/child dynamic to concerning somewhat erratic behavior that’s left me feeling at a loss and no longer safe in this house. i don’t fear her as much as how i can live here anymore. she’s gone cold and outright voiced her sudden lack of regard whatsoever for how me or my siblings want to coexist with her despite being dependents, how we feel about these sudden changes without an invitation to be involved in them, or even if we feel safe with her anymore.

she’s apologized just tonight, admitted she’s been acting out of fear instead of faith (hashtag conservative christian parents) but i’m not sure how much repair can be done, or if this means she’ll change what she’s been doing, or if it will even stick at all. my chest still feels tight. i still feel like i’m gonna throw up any moment. i still feel like i could burst into tears any second. maybe i’m overreacting, but i’ve never felt unsafe with my mom in my life. she’s always been my protector from the people who are unsafe, so this change feels life ending. i feel like i’m drowning and i don’t know what to do. to make it worse, i still have a cat with urinary issues and asmtha who needs special cat food AND litter who depends on me, who i’ve been borrowing money to take care of while i’m unemployed, and now i don’t know if that’s guaranteed anymore even though he could die without it. maybe it will turn out she’s not being that drastic, but i hate that i don’t know anymore if she would do that or not. as stressed as i am for myself and my siblings, i feel like not knowing if i can take care of my cat or if i’d even be able to transport him to a better home without a car even if i wanted to is making me want to keel over and die. but that wouldn’t help him, so i can’t.

i don’t know why i’m typing this. my mental health hasn’t been this bad in a while, or maybe ever, i don’t know; everything’s still very fresh since it’s all happened in literally like two days. but i guess that’s why everything feels uncertain now.

i think i’m gonna make a gofundme for worse case scenarios concerning my cat, as well as any leftovers going towards me saving up for either a plane ticket or a car rental if i ever get the opportunity to leave here. i knew leaving my mom after years of her and us kids helping each other through hellish circumstances would be hard, but i never thought it’d be even harder due to leaving her behind by herself on such a bad note. i hope she can last by herself after years of mostly having just her kids as her friends due to living in such a shitty town full of shitty people. i’m so scared for her if i leave, but i’m also kind of scared for myself if i stay, or leave, or anything. i hope she can learn to fully love and care for herself as well as her kids in the ways we need her to for a functioning relationship. but i don’t know if that possibility’s been crushed in a single weekend. i want to keep that door open, but i also want to love myself enough to make decisions for myself that will lead to a future where i can hope to ever be happy with or without her instead of despair in my ability to even stay alive until i i can pass of old age one day.

my oldest sister who only just started living with us again in the last year and a half and has been kind of a rock through all this is choosing to leave in about a week and i’m really hoping it doesn’t break me. she doesn’t want to leave us behind, but she’s just as broke as the rest of us and even worse off with her physical health right now.

the remaining three; my little brother, my older sister, and me, are trying to strategize a way we can collectively save up and move out together. we’re clinging to each other and trying to find solutions to this with no experience or training from any adults in our lives, parents who cared or not, from teachers, pastors, etc. despite being fully grown adults, i feel like we’re all feeling fragile. for one reason or another, our parents failed to raise us to even know how to be adults or do be on our own or how to keep a steady job, yet we’re expected to flip the full adult autonomy switch overnight with no warning or discussion before hand.

life feels scary right now, at least for me. really scary. i don’t know if i’ve ever been this scared before, and i know my entire childhood’s been pretty shitty. maybe my mom’s apology will finally actually mean something and i can delete this post with a cringey shake of my head in a month. i don’t know. but i know i need to look for some forms of stability outside of hers regardless. i don’t think i could make it through if i trusted this was over only for it to happen again. maybe it’s everything else going wrong in 2020 on top of it, but it feels like i’d just collapse and never get up again. it’s so hard to already, but i have my cat to help me keep going, if for no other reason than he NEEDS me to keep going in order to just stay alive, and now my siblings too. my mom used to be one of those reasons, and maybe she still is, but i don’t want to count on it as much anymore.

this is a vent post. way too much oversharing. but i feel like i’m going crazy and on the verge of an emotional breakdown, or maybe this is me having one lol

this is also a sort of question for any of my mutuals on here, if any of you are still reading (sorry it’s so long and so dramatic, i just. i feel rly scared and everything feels impossible right now). if any of you in the united states are looking for a roommate, i really need one. ideally, i’ll find an online job by the time i can execute any roommate plans, but if anyone is willing to take an unemployed depressed bitch who will fast for at most a month until i can find some local work, i am.... in dire need of something if my mom’s apology doesn’t stick, and even if it does; i really think i need to leave as soon as i can for both our sakes, even if as soon as i can is by the end of the year. ideally, cats are welcome in the space we’d be sharing, unless i find a beautifully trustworthy home i know he’ll be happy and safe with and can even bring myself to say goodbye.

i’ll take anything at this point. even just brainstorming a situation over dms will probably do wonders for my mental health. i’m so sorry for dumping this all on the dashboard, and please know you can 100% keep scrolling or simply send good vibes, because i am asking around elsewhere. if my siblings and i can execute something together like we’re hoping, i probably won’t need a tumblr roommate lol, but backup plans feel kind of necessary, at this time, at least.

#long post #cw negative #cw vent #i'm so sorry for this post #i'll probably delete this post out of embarrassment anyway #i'm just so stressed #i feel like it's strangling me i don't think i've ever been this level of stressed out for like 2 whole days straight #i've been rly stressed for short moments or lowkey to moderate stressed for years in a row but i feel like i can't take this #can u believe i fucking miss watching protests every night and arguing with my cop cousin about racism #i hate this so much #i hate that i love my mom and my family so much and have made my life revolve around it for most my life #i'm sure it wouldn't be hitting me as hard if i hadn't. but i was like fucking 9 years old when i made a decision #of how i could cope with all the fucking drama and trauma #and i decided after wondering how god could allow such shit to happen that well. if i'm here in this family #it must mean my presence can offer something that it wouldn't otherwise have #and that's been the definition of my existence for like 11 years now maybe a bit more #and it's been true; when everybody else is fighting and hating each other i could still somehow level and reach out to them #maybe that's why this feels so fucking dumb bc the things leading up to this decision on my mom's part feel so small #so monumentally small to how bad things used to be when we were little #and yet THIS is what is fucking breaking us #after 11+ years of my blood sweat and tears to keep everyone as happy and together as i could #what a fucking joke #so i'm getting existential despair as well as familial / pet owner / housing / employment despair :)#literally how have i not offed myself at this point. maybe bc i don't think it's gotten this bad until this point. but i can't leave my cat #helpless. he needs someone who cares if he doesn't eat the right food he'll literally die. if he doesn't get the right litter too.#i can't leave him and i can't leave my siblings when they're suffering just like me and need all the help they can get and i do too #sorry this is so stupid i'm not going to off myself. i don't think i can. i just feel so empty & scared & clueless as to how to get better #how to make my life something i feel i can live instead of some impossible task put before me #i'm so sorry for all this nonsense of some dude online's life falling apart as well as the entire country tbh #if all u can send is good vibes please i will take anything anyone is willing to offer <3

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cloudshapedpatch · 4 years

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Adrien and Chat Noir: A Love Story

I think I’m in love with Adrichat now. @buggachat, this was all you 😂

💚💚

Was it crazy? Possibly. Was it going to stop anytime soon? Probably not.

Marinette Dupain Cheng was laying on her balcony, facing the sky. It looked like it was going to rain soon, but she paid it no mind. She liked the rain anyway.

All the nonsense started that fateful day a few days ago in class. All her heartache was all her fault, and yet she knew she couldn’t be blamed.

Marinette was just minding her own business, gazing at the back of Adrien’s head when she saw him pull out his phone during class. During class. Adrien always paid attention and was a golden student. Curiosity sprung up in her. She wanted to know what was so important that it could make even the most well-mannered boy break a school rule.

She leaned this way and that, trying to get a good look at the dim screen in his lap. Finally, he scrolled to the top of the page and Marinette was able to scribble down the title of whatever he was reading.

The words mocked her, written on the top of her notes sheet. She wanted to know as soon as possible. She caught a glimpse of the website logo, but couldn’t quite get it right on paper. She settled for the slightly awkward sidways V’s, and the circle and the number 3.

Class was finally dismissed, so Marinette packed up quickly and pulled Alya into a corner to talk.

“What’s up girl?”

“Do you recognize this logo?” The bluenette held up the paper with the scribble in the corner.

Alya laughed a little. “Yeah, I think that’s the Ao3 logo, why?”

“What’s Ao3?”

Alya laughed a little harder. “It’s Archive of Our Own. You’ve never heard of it? It’s usually for fan fiction.”

“Could we read a... fan fiction? Together?” Marinette looked at her feet. She had never read a fan fiction before. From what she had heard of them, they were cringey and usually for weebs. Was she a weeb?

“Sure. We can look at it during lunch, okay? But we have to get to class now.”

“Oh, okay. Yeah.”

Marinette shuffled along behind her friend. One thing was for sure, she was not going to look at it without her friend there. But eagerness did eat her up through her classes. She wanted to know so badly what Adrien thought was so important that it couldn’t wait for later.

Finally, lunchtime had come. They sat down, on that fateful day, and Alya pulled up the site on her phone.

“Okay, did you have a specific one in mind?”

“Where No Man Should Be.” She said a little too quickly.

Alya typed it in and they waited for the page to load. Finally, it came up. Alya started skimming the description while Marinette watched her friend, not understanding the strange website’s layout. Alya’s face fell in disgust.

“M, where did you find this?”

Was it okay to tell her? Alya looked like she wanted to chuck it across the room and never look at it again.

“Um, saw a meme about it. Is it bad?” Marinette said sheepishly.

“You don’t look at memes. But I’m gonna give you the benefit of the doubt here. And yeah, it’s pretty bad. Actually, I don’t think you should know at all.”

“It can’t be that bad!”

“Suit yourself, but don’t say I didn’t warn you.” Alya surrendered her phone.

Marinette took it anxiously and skimmed the many hashtags.

“What is smut?”

Alya burst out in uncomfortable laughter. “It means that, um. The characters are getting... intimate, if you know what I mean.”

“Oh my. Oh my gosh. Oh my.” Then she saw the ship tags. Marinette knew about shipping, Alya used the term a lot and sort of explained the mashing of two names.

Adrichat.

Alya watched in horror as realization hit her friend’s face.

“Should we read it?”

Incredulously, Alya looked at her friend. “You want to read it?”

“Why not?”

Twenty minutes into the reading, Alya and Marinette vowed never to read Adrichat again.

What the other didn’t know was that they both read it late into the night.

* * * *

“Chaton, I have a question.” Ladybug asked that night.

Chat was next to her, their legs dangling off the shingles they were sitting on. He nodded, so Ladybug continued.

“Are you aware that there’s stories about you?”

“Of course there’d be legends of me. I’m amazing. I’m sure there’s some of you too, m’lady.”

The thought of having such a defiling story written about her superhero persona made her physically sick.

“No, Chat. Not legends. I accidentally stumbled across a story today with a friend. She said it was called smut.”

Chat Noir choked on his spit. “Oh. That.”

“You know about it?” Her eyes grew wide.

“Yeah... weird, isn’t it?”

Ladybug nodded, trying to keep her cool. “I read one specifically. One of you, and that Agreste model.”

For the first time ever, Ladybug saw a blush creep out from beneath her partner’s mask.

Two (albeit incorrect) sparks met in her mind, causing a gasp to escape before she could stop it.

“Do you- Do you like him?”

Chat’s green eyes were as big as she had ever seen them, his whole face red at this point.

“Oh, how could I have not seen it before? I’m so sorry Chaton. I mean, you always want to be the one to check up on him after an akumatised targets him. I... oh my gosh.”

“No, Ladybug, It’s really not-”

“It’s okay, kitty. There is no need to be ashamed. Honestly, who couldn’t fall for that boy?” Ladybug grabbed his hands and looked deep in his eyes. “It’s okay.”

Her yo-yo buzzed, signaling that it had reached midnight.

“Oh, it’s time to go. Thank you Chaton, I’ll see you for tomorrow’s patrol, right?”

He didn’t say anything, still shook from his lady’s words.

“Um, okay. Goodnight, Chat Noir.”

She leapt off to go home, leaving a very embarrassed Chat Noir alone on a roof.

* * * *

Alya sat in her room, debating what to do.

She had the video pulled up on her computer monitor. She always videotaped Ladybug and Chat’s patrols. But this was private. Personal.

But didn’t Paris have the right to know? This was surely the scandal of the century.

That cursed video. Staring at her as it played, over and over again. Chat’s blush was visible from the street below, where Alya had been spying. How it teased her!

If she posted the video, the heroes would know that she listened to every patrol conversation. They would be more wary about what they say, not being totally honest. But if she didn’t post the video, it would eat her up, not being able to tell anyone.

Hastily, she published the video to her blog.

* * * *

Adrien never knew gossip could spread so fast. He had gotten his fair share of tabloid rumors throughout his life. But this was on another level. Everyone was talking about it within mere hours. It had spread very far by the time he got to school, so far that he doubted anyone hadn’t heard.

He had a bone to pick with Alya.

Many people stopped him to give congratulations. Some girls were crying on benches, their friends trying their best to comfort them.

Alya was surrounded by people, answering their questions giddily. Adrien weaved his way through the crowd and tapped her shoulder, hard.

“Alya Cesaire, what have you done?”

The small mass of people grew quiet and dispersed.

“Oh, hello Adrien. How is your day going?”

“Don’t play coy. Why in the world would you post something like that?”

Her innocent facade diminished. “The people needed to know the truth.”

Adrien tried hard not to let his hurt show. “Did you not think how I would feel about you exposing Chat?”

As soon as he had said, he knew he had used the wrong choice of words.

“Exposed? So you’re admitting...” The iconic sly smile spread across her face.

“No, I-”

“It’s okay, Adrien. Honestly, who wouldn’t fall for that boy?” Alya grabbed his hands and looked him deep in the eyes, playful mirth dancing in her own.

He ripped his hands out of hers, but the intense ridiculousness of the situation hit him. He laughed.

Alya had never heard him laugh. In fact, she couldn’t recall anyone ever making him laugh. She laughed nervously along with him, afraid of what would happen if she did not.

To everyone else, they must have looked insane. And for a moment, they felt a little insane. Who wouldn’t, given the circumstances?

#adrichat #oh no #i have succumbed #buggachat #miraculous ladybug #agreste noir

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dreammutual-remade · 6 years

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best friends to lovers!lucas

request: ok ur SO FUNNY when i was reading ur hyunjin scenario i almost pissed my pants istg ur fckin hilarious !! and could you do like a best friends to lovers type trope with lucas from nct? love ur writing and please go nuts my guy <3 <3 - @nctro

word count: 3.7k

a/n: djfhgkhdj thank u sO MUCH everyone who compliments me on here makes me blush dhbfkhsbdk anywhom I actually enjoyed writing this so much mainly because I love big dumb boys and Lucas is one of those !!!! I hope u like it bby<3

warnings ?: cursing and brief mentions of underage drinking

okie doke babe

l e t s d i v e i n

let’s set the scene fellas

you’re in like the second grade right

boys are: disgusting and mean

but this is when you meet your bestie !!!!!

lucas was a new kid all the way from china and he was , the only boy you’d ever found cute

(i mean y’all have seen those baby pics oh my gOD HE WAS SO CUTE)

and when the teacher introduced him he was obviously a bubbly kid but none of the others in your class seemed to warm up to him

:((((

later when you all are at recess he keeps trying to join the boys but they won’t let him because as previously stated

THEYRE MEAN AND GROSS

he looks so so sad and lonely and you’re a Sweet Baby Girl so you go up to him and ask if he wants to play w/ u :)))

he’s so excited !!!! hooray !!!!!!!!!!

you guys play house and BAM

BEST FRIENDS FOREVER

your friendship lasts all through elementary school !!

even in fourth grade when you guys were in different classes he would come find you at recess and your moms would arrange play dates :))))

middle school was,

middle school

we don’t talk abt that

all you need to know is that it was embarrassing

and yeehaw we’ve made it thotties aLL THE WAY TO SENIOR YEAR

let’s do a brief summary of 9th-11th grade

9th grade:

lucas is taller than you but only by a little and his voice breaks every other sentence

his ears are still too big for his body :(

you are a late bloomer and still look 12 but you’re , TRYING YOUR BEST

you guys have about half of your classes together but remain really close since you eat lunch together and hang out after school too

lucas attempts to join the basketball team

he . doesn’t make it and is v upset so you have to come over and comfort your Pitiful Man Baby

he cries a little and ouchie yOUR HEART hurts

but then he’s like u never saw that THOT

and so you are forced into silence rip

10th grade:

lucas FINALLY gets his permit halfway through the year because he fuckinh forgot to do it last year and you’re TERRIFIED but it’s fine

you’re starting to look more like a female and less like a fetus congrats !!!!!

lucas has now grown to almost 6 feet tall what the FUCK BRO

he grew at least 6 inches over the summer and you don’t really notice until one day you’re like uhhh excuse me since when are you half a foot taller than me

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

and this boy LORDS his height over you

purposefully places things where you can’t reach it so he can be like

*tips fedora* m’lady , are u in need of assistance

after this you have perfected the art of pinching his arm til he screeches

also his voice has gotten sooooo so so deep

like okay darth vader CHILL OUT

with all this height though he is even clumsier than before

it’s like he forgets he’s now a giant 15 yr old

he’s always covered in scratches and bruises so you’ve taken to carrying disney princess bandaids

they’re disney princess because you thought it would embarrass him and encourage him not to get hurt but

he loves them so it didn’t work rip

he tries out for the basketball team again and genuinely makes it based on height alone

i mean the boy can barely dribble but ??? he can learn i guess

he calls you when he makes it and screams for 45 seconds straight

you don’t know wtf goin on so you’re like oh mY GOD ARE U OKAY

and he’s like yES BITCH I MADE THE TEAM

and then you scream for 45 seconds

next time you see him in person you tackle him with a hug and he lifts you up and spins you around because wow !!!!! so happy !!!!

11th grade:

ah, yes

the year of PARTYING

you always go to parties together and switch who’s dd each time

eventually more friends start coming with you so that you can both get drunk tho ayy

but for the first couple times it’s either drunk lucas half draped on you as you drag him home or sober lucas carrying your lightweight ass to the car

he’s a real one so he won’t say anything about the time you were really drunk and got separated from him so you stood on a table and screamed his name til he came and snatched you down lmao

lucas has reached full height as well so he’s like, so much bigger than you

also he’s gotten so much better at basketball and is practically the star of the team

you go to every game and cheer as loud as you can bc that’s your BOY

puberty is Complete for you and you look female and everything!!!! go off queen

lucas is now on Protective Mode since you’re really cute and a very agreeable drunk and under no circumstances will he allow you to be taken advantage of

NOT on my watch- lucas

alright we’re gonna make senior year the present timeline bc

YOLO

lucas is officially more popular than you

BUT

he actually sticks around because he’s The Best

okay also this guy just keeps getting larger

like he got all tall but THEN

he was doing basketball so much and just genuinely enjoyed doing sports in general that our boy was thicc with two(2) got damn c’s

you don’t notice that much until he gets into a habit of throwing you over his shoulder whenever you won’t pay attention to him

and it’s , unnerving how easily he does it

he’s started wearing shirts that show off his, eh hem, assets

long story short he’s hot as fuck and even you see him and you’re like DAYUM

also every female in your school is. ALL OVER HIM

it’s hard to walk next to him in the halls because people genuinely shove you out of the way to get next to him

at first you just kind of let it happen and he didn’t notice the first few times

that made u hella emo :(((((

but now he INSISTS upon holding your hand and dragging you behind him through the crowds

you highkey blush the whole time and everyone is all ArE yOu GuYs DaTiNg ?!/&:&:$

lucas is like NO.

:))))

ouchie

you start overthinking things because ??? would it really be so bad to be dating you jeez

you’re not terribly ugly or anything ???

at least you don’t think so

oh my god he thinks you’re ugly and annoying and he hates you

self hatred commence in 3,2,....... someone play the icarly theme song

you lowkey start distancing yourself and he himself is busy busy bee so

you start seeing less of each other :/

and you miss him soooo so much (this is your own doing BITCH) but it doesn’t even seem like he misses you at all wtf

he’s just having a great time w/ his basketball boy(friend)s and everyone loves him and you’ve been hashtag left behind :(

he really didn’t mean to he just !!!! has so much going on aaaa

and like in his absence you start realizing a lot of things

like how much you actually liked his cringey ass flirting

you would always smack him every time he was like “oh sorry, just got lost in ur eyes what did u say :3”

you miss his hugs because they were really rEALLY GOOD

he tucks you under his chin and squishes you or he’ll just wrap his arms around and pick you up

your feet just ???? dangle

you miss when he would show up at your house at like 11 with a bunch of shitty foreign films and force you to watch them with him

you miss when you both would fall asleep in a pile on the couch and he would wake up and carry you to bed

because he’s an angel THATS WHY

anywhom

you miss everything about him and you just are so upset that he doesn’t pay that much attention to you

it gets WORSE when you notice some other girl hanging out with him

and she’s prettier than you and apparently good enough for his attention when you aren’t and you’re just so full of

what’s the word

JEALOUSY.mp3

go listen to jealousy by monsta x

but obviously you’re not going to acknowledge that because what’s a good friends to lovers story without a hearty helping of denial

he still tries to hang out with you so you guys do see each other in class and at least a couple weekends out of the month but :(((

it’s nowhere near how close you were

it all comes to a head when one day you’re walking in the hall and it’s hella crowded

way worse than usual

and in the center of the crowd is

you guessed it :’-)

our boy yukhei

and he just asked this girl to the winter formal and she’s nodding and smiling and hugging him and he’s smiling too and you

gotta go

your eyes are already starting to water and you start skirting around the edges of the crowd to get to a bathroom

one of your other friends jeno who also plays with lucas on the team sees you and smiles and lifts his hand

but it immediately shifts into a frown when he sees your face

he reaches out to grab your wrist and asks if you’re okay and what’s wrong

you just bring your other hand up to sloppily wipe at your watery eyes and whisper that it’s nothing

the hand he’s got in his grasp has started to shake and he looks really worried so he tugs you around the corner until he doesn’t see anyone around

and he turns to look you in the eyes all Serious

“alright. spill”

and you just

BURST INTO TEARS

he panics and hesitantly puts an arm around your shoulders to pat your back

you just press your forehead into his shoulder and cry

it’s a short cry though because although we are dramatic out here we aren’t doing The Absolute Most

you pull away and wipe your eyes and take a few deep breaths before you apologize

jeno smiles sadly and pats your head and says it’s okay and that he hopes it helped

you stand there for 37 seconds exactly in silence

jenos been counting

and then you let the cat out of the bag

you adMIT FINALLY !!!!!

that you are really in love with your bff/sort of ex-bff and you’re really jealous and sad because he doesn’t even CARE about you anymore

at first jeno is quiet but then he starts laughing

and he won’t stop

and you’re like if you keep going i’m going to cry again please i’m so sensitive

and he shuts up immediately and is like o_o

but then he grips you by your shoulders and is like hEY

“guess what”

“god jeno i am really not in the mood”

“no for real guess what the fuck is up”

“what is up ???? what is up you asshole ???”

“yukhei is in love with you too”

you scoff and roll your eyes

“this is a really lame attempt to make me feel better”

“no really i’m not even lying i swear he talks about you all the time in the locker room and he literally thinks you’re an angel”

“okay but its platonic as hell like obviously we love each other after all these years but he doesn’t like ME in the way i like HIM”

“how do you know??”

“how do YOU know ?????”

“,,,,,, you got me there”

you pat his shoulder and you’re like listen i really appreciate you trying to make me feel better but it’s time for me to accept my fate

now you and lucas still text semi regularly and send each other memes and stuff

but you just, cut him off because you physically can’t move on if you interact with him at all you LOVE this boy

he def notices and texts you a few times like

y/n ??? hello? is your phone broken?

but when you stop waving back at him in the hallways and actively avoiding him he realizes you’re not talking to him

and this poor boy cannot for the life of him figure out why

he doesn’t UNDERSTAND

god he’s dumb but we still stan

he figures you want him to leave you alone so he just stares at your forlornly from afar

this just pisses you off bc like wtf nOW YOURE GONNA PAY ATTENTION TO ME ??????

a couple weeks pass and it’s time for winter formal

yay.

you’ve been dragged here by jeno who is SURE that something important is gonna happen tonight and lucas is gonna Fix Everything

yeah OKAY

SURE

you may not want to go but you wouldn’t be caught DEAD not stunting on these hoes

you show up looking absolutely SPICY

QUEEN OF WINTER

you know you had to do it to em

jeno forcefully pulls you into the doors of the gymnasium and then disappears after he threatens you with an

“i told chenle not to let you leave”

and you turn to look at chenle who is SGA and helping with the dance and he gives you an “i’m watching you” hand motion

god this is ridiculous

you sigh and go find some of your other friends

you hate to admit this but. you actually had a little fun

and then of course

a slow song was played

and the dj is all yo everyone find you a honey it’s time to slow it down for a bit

sigh

you go to walk off the dance floor or find jeno or do SOMETHING other than stand around looking awkward surrounded by couples

but someone has snatched your hand up yo wtf

it’s LUCAS

and you just look at him with confusion

“dance with me, please. just this once,,,”

and you’re like hmmm pls don’t make me do this

but he hits you with Them Puppy Dog Eyes and you’re a goner

so you let him pull you close and hold you against his chest and rest his chin on the top of your head

you lift up on your toes so you can talk in his ear

“where’s your date?”

“dancing with her girlfriend”

“um. what”

“she’s not super duper out yet so i’m being her beard for the night. it was mainly to get her parents off her back”

“oh. huh”

“plus i missed you :(((( you disappeared”

your hands tighten in the fabric of his button up bc you’re like aw FUCK

you just shake your head and rest it back on his chest and close your eyes to enjoy it while you can

as much as you want to be convinced that things can go back to the way they were now

they cANNOT because you still love him and he still just thinks of you as a friend

maybe not even a best friend anymore :(

(again,, YOUR FAULT BITCH)

his GIANT warm hands slide across your waist to press you forward by the small of your back

at this point you are pressed together basically head to toe

and you can’t tell for sure but , you think he kissed the top of your head ???

maybe you were freakin hallucinating though since you’re losing oxygen fast due to his close proximity

the song ends and you slowly stop swaying and pull apart while everyone gets back to being wild

“can we.. go talk outside”

this sentence strikes FEAR in your heart but you take his proffered hand as he leads you outside

it’s cold as hell so you’re already wound up tight and wrapping your arms around yourself to keep warm

he notices quickly and wraps his jacket around you before turning to face outward towards the road

it’s quiet other than the muffled music from inside and crickets and other night noises

he opens his mouth to say something but you just blurt out

“i like you!!!!”

and he whips around to face you and you just. keep talking

“it’s oKAY i know you don’t like me back like that and i would never be mad at you about that i didn’t distance myself from you bc of that!!!! i just had to because it was hurting me to be around you and see you be with other girls and i really wanted to move on so that we could get back to being best friends if you even wanted that i just !!! IT JUST HAPPENED OKAy i’m sO SORRY AND I ComPLetely understand if you never want to speak to me again”

and he’s just staring at you and panting

why is he out of breath he’s just been standing there

you’re getting super duper nervous because he hasn’t said aNYTHING and it’s been at least a minute

and then he just goes

“you… like .. me ???”

and you’re like ugh YES you dumbass have you even met yourself you’re so cute and sweet and such a goofy boy and you’re way too nice to me and also HOT so like. you were asking for it

and he immediately swings you into his arms and gives you a big sloppy kiss on the cheek and buries his face in your shoulder and squeals

this man. SQUEALS

and you giggle because it’s tickling your neck hey stop that

and he’s laughing that loud ass cackle of his so you’re laughing too i mean have y’all heard that shit

GOOFY AS HELL

also he’s hugging you almost just like he used to with your feet dangling off the ground

and he pulls back to set you down but then

HE GRABS YOUR FACE

AND KISSES YOU ??!/&8:$:$:92&

b i t c h

he’s so gentle and is patient when you kind of freeze at first, pulling away and pressing his lips very gently to the corner of your mouth before going Back In

and even though he’s given you NO EXPLANATION FOR THIS you kiss him back because this may be a one time only opportunity and you will NOT be wasting it

he goes very slow and sweet and right before he pulls away he presses a cute lil smooch to your bottom lip and presses his forehead against yours

“what was that for?”

“oh yeah, i forgot to tell you!! i’m in love with you”

“oh hEY me too ??!!?!&/&”

and you’re both pressed together and giggling

“hey, you wanna ditch and go get some ice cream”

“absolutely”

so he lets his date know and you text jeno

(you: bIIIIIIIITTCHHHH jeno: I KNEW IT)

and you’re off

he holds your hand the whole way there and when he parks he spRINTs around the car so he can open it for you

you each get an ice cream cone and sit next to each other at a picnic table and just talk and catch up with each other since you haven’t been talkin :/

one of your hands is laced with his and your head is leaned on his shoulder and he’s like hEY watch it this is my favorite shirt

and he flexes his arm with your head on it and you’re like god dAMN that’s a bicep

and he’s like ayy lmao arent u glad ur dating a greek demi god 🤪🤪

and you smack HIM

“i cant believe you just declared us as dating in the same sentence as calling yourself a greek demigod”

“are we ,,,, not dating”

“i mean personally, i haven’t gotten asked on a date yet. hmmmm, have you? :-)”

and he sighs dramatically before wrapping an arm around your waist and leaving a somewhat sticky kiss on your temple from the ice cream

he leans down to your ear

“hey so there’s this girl and her name is y/n and she’s so beautiful and funny and i love her so much do you think she would go on a date with me ? :3”

“hmmm well i guess so,,, she could give you a chance…..”

you hold a straight face for less than 5 seconds before you get all blushy and smiley and he squeals at you

......again

and grabs your face with his hands since he literally dEVOURED that ice cream cone

he presses a kiss to the tip of your nose and then to your lips and says against them,

“please~”

another kiss

“for me?~”

another

“cmon~”

and he goes in for another but you’re like oKAY okay i’ll date you you giant pain in my ass

and he’s like :-(((((((

(DONT BE MEAN TO THE BABY BOY)

and you’re like aw i’m sorry you’re MY giant pain in the butt

he seems pretty satisfied with that and after you finish your ice cream cone he is already at the door waiting with the door open

“if you dARE say m’lady i will walk home”

“of course ,,,,,,,,, m’lady”

“alrIGHT THATS IT”

he grabs your hand and pulls you back toward him to keep you from leaving and presses a kiss to your forehead and ruffles your hair a little

before he kindly and gently shoves you into the car

he drives home with one hand on the wheel while you mess with the fingers of his other hand because wow

that shit is amazing he’s got some big ole beautiful hands

when you arrive he walks you to your door and

this mf presses you against it and presses an absolutely SINFUL kiss onto your lips before turning around and heading back to his car

“bye, baby!! i’ll see u tmrw at school :-)))))”

and first of all: KKDKDNDKDJ

second: he called you baby it’s officially over for you bitch

you wave back blankly because what the hell just happened and then you go inside

you press yourself against the door after you close it behind you and press your hands into your warm cheeks

and woooo bOY what have you gotten yourself into

a supportive and caring boyfriend who LOVES YOU THATS WHAT !!!!!!!!

okay goodbye i really love wong yukhei xuxi lucas whatever the fuck his name is

#huehueheuhuehe #sorry its been a few days I was super busy #I love u ALL #Lucas #wong yukhei #lucas scenarios #lucas fluff #yukhei scenarios #yukhei fluff #nct scenarios #nct scenario #nct fluff #nct u #nct 2018 #nct u scenarios #nct 2018 scenarios

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tiredoftonkies-blog · 6 years

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Im so upset, cant even go in the Steve Rogers Protection Squad tag with out it being overrun with tonky stans.

uuugh i’m sorry, anon

if they’re posting character hate in the main tag as usual, you can try asking them not to do that, i just recommend being polite and pointing out that it makes the tumblr experience worse for people who are searching the tag looking for things like fanart, fic, etc, and that there are anti tags to put character negativity in so that people looking for positive content with the character (which is like… 99% of people looking through tags) don’t have to be exposed to that. if they act like a dick in response, blocking is probably best in that case; that way you won’t have to be exposed to their bullshit anymore.

and i always just have to say this as a reminder: if you’re on mobile, always be sure that you’re either on the ‘tagged’ section or that you have a hashtag in front of the tag you want to browse. if you’re on desktop, always be sure that you’re on the tumblr.com/tagged/[whatever tags]

i’ve forgotten about the search vs. tagged thing a few times and ended up being exposed to some truly cringey posts, so. always gotta bring it up just in case

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emphatically-enthusiastic · 7 years

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Bowled Over (Jared Kleinman x reader)

{I’m so sorry. -Fiona} Also this took me so long omg}

FYI: Swearing, Jared really loves bowling. Featuring as many of Will’s bowling tweets as I could get in. Again, I’m sorry.

“Hey, Y/N, look at this.” Jared nudged you to look at his phone as the two of you walked home from school that Friday. You rolled your eyes and held your breath cos you knew what this would be about.

“Did you know that Donald Trump had a bowling party?! I mean, not a big fan of this guy but a good idea is a good idea. Maybe I’ll get an invite next time.”

You sighed half jokingly and pushed his phone away from your vision. Jared loved bowling and had been trying to get you to go with him ever since you started dating. But you hadn’t played since you were seven and you sucked.

“No.”

“Please!” He pleaded, poking you in the arm repeatedly.

You swatted his hand away and rolled your eyes for what was probably the millionth time since he first brought it up, “Are you really going to make me do this?”

“Hey! It is a wholesome, fun, and active way to spend an evening! You’d love it.” He defended his beloved bowling as if it were his only child.

“Fine. If you’re so desperate that you dig for Donald Trump tweets then I need to put an end to this for all our sakes.”

“Yes! Bowling starts tomorrow. Be ready.” Jared shot you finger guns and skipped ahead of you with a glee that you had a feeling he wasn’t faking for laughs.

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He picked you up in his car the next day to go bowling. The rain was pouring hard and fast and you had to scramble into his car to avoid getting too wet. As soon as you were in, you saw the big smirk spread across Jared’s face, “Man it is raining cats and bowling balls out there!”

You groaned and let your head fall into your hands, refusing to let him hear the laugh threatening to slip your lips. Jared patted your back as he drove, “Come up, buttercup. It’s gonna be fun.”

The rain died down just then and the clouds started to slowly clear.

“Jeez, bipolar weather today.” You commented, the wet car windshield being the only evidence of the previous monsoon.

“Yep. And now the sun emerges, like a great golden bowling ball…” He smiled innocently and winked at you, “Today is a 300 day. Perfect score, baby. Hashtag, Turkeys!”

“I don’t understand your bowling references!” You moaned desperately (Not in a sexy way you pervs).

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“Back on the lanes! I’m home, baby!” Jared shouted a little too loudly as he finished putting on his bowling shoes. He definitely earned some glances from the fellow bowlers around you.

You pulled a grimace as you put yours on, “I’m wearing borrowed shoes. This is going to be hell.”

That trademark Kleinman laugh echoed through the bowling alley. It was his turn first and he picked up his bowling ball with such flair he could be one of those dancers that perform with those twirly ribbons. Except this was a fucking bowling ball.

“I really love to throw a bowling ball. Sometimes strikes, sometimes spares, sometimes gutters. Always friendships and love.” Jared finished his love letter to bowling by swinging his arm and letting the ball slide down the lane, knocking over 8 pins.

“You might not have a relationship by the time this is over.” You pointed out, prodding his chest as he passed you to take a swig of his beer. He definitely wasn’t legal to drink but you remembered him mentioning he has a friend who works at the alley who probably supplied it.

His next shot floored those remaining two pins, much to his delight but not surprise, “I love bowling! Man oh man I love bowling!” Jared cheered. He strutted back to the bench and lay across it while you struggled to even get your fingers in the bowling ball holes. You half threw, half pushed the ball out of your grip in the most awkward way possible and it rolled right into the gutter. You heard Jared cackle behind you.

“You weren’t kidding when you said you can’t play. Need some help?”

“Save me, Jared, for the love of God.”

It wasn’t the most successful of bowling lessons. Honestly, most of it was Jared standing behind you trying to do that cringey flirty golf position that looks a little too risque. It doesn’t work with a bowling ball, you and Jared can confirm that. But you managed to wrack up a fairly decent score for a beginner, even if Jared did do miles better.

And that was just the first game.

OKAY SO MAYBE you had fun and the two of you ended up playing several games. Your score only improved a little each time and Jared was always the reining champion.

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“Enough bowling. Time to rest.” Jared finally said after winning the sixth game. Yep, the sixth. He was curled up on the bench now and his eyes drooped.

“You can’t fall asleep here, dumbass. Come on, you can stay at mine tonight, it’s a shorter drive.” You pulled him into a sitting position and the two of you returned your bowling shoes. As you walked out of the bowling alley he had both his arms slung around you and his head was leaning against yours. Not the best walking position but dammit he was really cute.

It was night-time now, just gone 9pm. Jared pointed lazily at the full moon, “You know, it kind of resembles… in a way…”

You both laughed hysterically. What few people were in the car park were looking at you, probably thinking you were high. Sleepy Jared dissolved and he was like a bouncy little kid again. You offered to do the drive home but when you stopped to yawn, he insisted he was fine to drive.

Jared started the car and your journey home, you yawned again, “Ever having trouble sleeping? Count pins. There’s only ten. Then knock ‘em down and count em again.” He whispered, playing your favorite playlist while you giggled and rested your head on the window. You were just about ready to fall asleep in the car when;

“Y/N?”

“Yes?”

“I miss bowling.”

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