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latenightdecaf · 3 years

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Entry 7 - Summer of Vulnerability

part of let the pile of good things grow series - series masterlist

previous entry here

Yoongi x reader

Ft. nonidol!bts (glimpse of ex-boyfriend!namjoon)

Producer!yoongi, roommate!yoongi, soft!yoongi

slow burn romance, friendship, slice of life

series of drabbles/one shots

warnings: alcohol consumption

a/n: okay so here goes y/n remembering his ex!joon also will never get over of in the soop yoongi! can’t wait for the new season. Thank you guys for reading! 🙈

word count: 2,546

Went home from the grocery and some of their wines are on sale so you got carried away and bought 8 bottles and to your surprise, Yoongi’s cooking steak. “oh my God!” You exclaimed as soon as you saw him cooking in the kitchen with paperbag of wines in your arms. Yoongi looked at you with a confused face.

“Did you just read my mind or what??! There’s a sale on the corner deli and…” raising both of your hands as if surrendering, “okay don’t judge me yet but i got a little carried away.”

“A little carried away? You looked like the world’s going to run out of wine tomorrow.”

He smiled on your disclaimer and shaking his head as he paid his attention back to his steak.

“No.” You sighed. “Nothing went my way today, not at all—but i dont want to think about it. I’m psyching myself out of it you see, or better yet i’m drowning myself on these babies.” As you drank your first glass empty. “My eternal companion, the love of my life…”

He turned to your direction, only to see you hugging the bottles of wine that you bought.

“Come on clear the tables, your babies are not going anywhere.” He declared as he puts down 3 steaks and some aglio olio with honestly way too much garlic because it’s Yoongi.

“I didn’t saw you made pasta also. I am so happy now.” You happily exclaimed as you took a bite of your new favorite steak. “But why the 3 steaks? You hungry?”

He sat in front of you, filling your glass with wine and his too.

“You need food before you chug them all up. I’m not gonna clean up your mess. So you better get it together today. I tell you.” He scolded you.

“Sure sure.” As you immediately devour the pasta he made.

One bottle of wine down. He let you listened to a ‘sketch’ he’s been working on lately. Carefully studying your already flushed face for any reaction. He does this sometimes, ask for your opinion even though you have zero idea about music and producing or anything related to that for that matter.

All he considers is whether you winced at the melody of it, or you nod and eventually smile as it goes. But this time you’re just staring blankly in your wine glass, circling it repeatedly as the sketch ended at exactly 2 mins and 19 secs. And when it ended you looked straight at him.

“This looks like it’s almost done right?” You commented. “Yeah.” As he gulps on his wine, emptying another glass.

“And you wrote the lyrics also?” He nodded.

You looked away and sighed. “It’s too beautiful—Sad and in pain, feels tormented also but beautiful.”

He blinked several times at your words. You’ve heard several of his sketches before and you’d just always say, ‘it sounds good, but Yoongi—i have no idea about music. Zero.’ But he’d let you hear it anyway for couple more times and he’d smile at your ignorant reactions.

This time however, doesn’t seem like a laughing matter. Something about your words got his heart beating faster and he has no idea if its just the amount of alcohol he has consumed by now or just you.

You clinked on his empty glass. And asked, “You want more?” He nodded. And you poured him another. “Remember the girl, I introduced to you before?” You stopped and think for a second and it dawned to you. “Hell yeah, I remember.”

“She’s actually my ex-girlfriend.” He declared.

“Well that I did not expected. The ex part. I can tell though she looks really special.”

“Well, we’re together for a while. But now we’re just co-workers for this debut song of a girl I told you about before. That’s why she was here also the last time, we were looking through old sketches that I have after the meeting. We actually finished that quite early. ”

He never really talked that much about himself. He’s good at talking about work, which for you is already more than enough. You know that despite your living situation, he’s not really obligated to get personal if he doesnt want to. And besides, you also don’t want to. Your end of the rope for sure is scared of any form of vulnerability anyway—so you’re not expecting or demanding that from anybody else.

“So you’re just co-workers now?”

“Yeah, I think so. I really don’t know what I feel.”

“Well, relationships are messy my friend.” Raising your glass of wine as if to cheers and chugging it in one go.

Not sure of what to say next but he looks like he’s in mood to talk but the topic looks too sensitive to even crack a joke so you continued drinking despite the eerie atmosphere.

“If you dont mind me asking, what happened?” Yes, despite your immense effort to hold yourself back. Like any other novel you read, you have this eager feeling to know how it ends. Your mind is literally shouting, ‘But I gots to know!!’

And so you asked. Half fearing for your life for being too nosy and half expecting that you might be up for a good story. Elbows resting on the table, with your chin at the palm of your hand looking eager to hear the story.

“We’ve been together for a while”

“Yeah, you said that already.. and that she’s a song writer. I figured.” Unconsciously saying your thoughts out loud.

“You wanna tell the story instead?” He teasingly reacted in a straight face.

“I didn’t mean to say that out loud… I literally said that in my mind and my mouth just burst it open. They both can’t coordinate that well. I’m sorry. You may continue…sir. Please don’t cut my head off.” You love teasing him.

“You’re drunk.” He was pointing out the obvious by that time, after two bottles of wine.

“Yes she’s a songwriter. They said before thay she’s the words to my melody. Well… before.”

Something about those words just made your heart ache. Frowning in his words you continue to listen.

“We’re together for about 2 years? And then on and off after…. She cheated on me, slept with another producer from another company. I really thought that was the end but after that i still accepted her. I don’t know why.”

“Aigoo you dumbass solider of love. And then??” Continuously frowning in frustration led you to keep on drinking.

He has no plans of actually telling this story tonight, it just poured out. You’re just one of those people that actually listens. He has seen you before, how intensely you focus on a movie or in a book that it bothers you for day. You love hearing stories and your willingness felt like a safe space for his unspoken scars.

“She keeps coming back to me and I keep accepting her. That’s it.”

With a confused look on your face, “I don’t get it.”

“Like you said, relationships are messy.” He’s obviously trying to close the topic already but that’s not going to stop you—you never stop midway of the story. This is not how it ends.

“Messy is one thing, toxic is another. And since when are you a coward? You don’t strike me as one. Really.” ‘Yeah i was.’ Yoongi thought in his head. Words are just literally pouring out of your mouth by now, drowning yet another glass. Yoongi opening your forth bottle.

“Boy, I bought the wrong alcohol tonight, tequila would’ve been perfect.” You declared as he pours you a refill. He laughed at this comment, he kept wondering sometimes how easy it is for you to make him laugh.

“No but all kidding aside… Hard question coming in, Min Yoongi. Do you still love her?” Looking right at his eyes and him staring back at you as he answered. “No, we broke up a month before I moved in here.”

‘That’s quite a while, at least 9 or 10 months now…’ you thought to yourself

“Yeah but having been broken up doesn’t mean that love is gone. It’s not a switch you know.”

“I know. And I wish it was, she’s was a big part of my life I’m not denying that and maybe she always will be. But I’ve changed, she has changed—we’re no longer the same people that we were in the same relationship where I keep questioning my self worth. That’s done now, over. Love took a turn, and it doesn’t look the same anymore. We’re just co-workers now that’s all.”

You like the way he said it. Being no longer the same people that they were. You nodded in his statement not sure what to say next and also feeling a little dizzy.

“I gotta pee.” You suddenly declared and stood up, ran in small steps to the bathroom with Yoongi smiling at you and shaking his head.

And when you got back, he got you a warm water on your favorite mug.

Your thoughts are all over the place when you’re drunk, like you said—your mouth just spills it all out.

“You know what, this is all very brave of you. Being friends with your ex, I can’t imagine.”

“Why? Can’t you?” Staring blankly and holding onto your mug, eyes blinking fast in this question.

“I’m not sure. I’ve never really done it before, I’ll let you know if I can.”

You’ve been staring hard on your mug contemplating on his question. He gently touched your hand that’s been holding your mug and said, “Just drink your water.” And pulled it away as soon as you looked like your soul has comeback to earth.

“Can’t I…?” You repeated the question again, and this time out loud.

Hands underneath your chin and resting your elbows on the table. Yoongi is just staring at you, hands in his cheeks—thumb underneath his chin, not even sure if you can even see him. “I hate your question.” You looked at his eyes this time and said that and he just smiled and when he did, you narrowed your eyes. “I hate your smile too.” And this time, he gave you an even bigger one, those gummy smile. And whenever he smiles at you like that you just can’t help but grin in return.

You chugged the water and showed him your empty mug.

He got up and put the rest of the unopened bottle of wine back to the fridge just to prevent you from opening yet another. With his back facing you, arranging the couple of bottles left unto your fridge.

“Yoongi-ah, I know and I love how we respect each other’s privacy and all but just in case things get too heavy. I’m always here, you know. I mean, I’m really glad about today.”

He looked back at you, hands underneath your chin again and eyelids looking all heavy.

“Same goes for you, I’m always here…” And he turned his back again, “fixing you some food and light bulbs.”

And that statement made you smile. “Indeed, my friend. Indeed.”

He went back to the table and grabbed your wine glass and emptying it for you.

“So you wanna talk about how nothing went right today?” You sighed with your eyes closed.

“Maybe next time, my friend.” You stood up from the dinning table, offered to clean the rest of the dishes but Yoongi insisted that he’d do it instead. So you just nodded and slowly creep back into your room.

“Thanks for today, Yoongi.” You thanked him before you go, peeking behind the wall near the counter and he just smiled at you, cleaning gloves on and started washing the dishes.

Minutes later, you shouted from inside of your room.

“Hey i’ll be in the bathroom for a while. Hope you’re already done using it.”

Yoongi didnt answer. He’s already in his room.

You sat in the tub filled with water that is too hot for anyone else but not for you. Head all dizzy and pounding. It’s 2 am and nothing is more comforting than the silence of it all. Alcohol keeps you awake, more than coffee ever does. The dizziness, the feeling that is drilling in your head, makes it hard for you to sleep. Despite the fact that you always drink. You always drink on an empty stomach though, just so you’re sure you would pass out and not have a hard time sleeping.

But tonight you can’t say no—Yoongi made dinner and as much as you hate how you’re having a hard time now you don’t regret it. The question he said, still lingers. And you know your answer to this, you can’t.

Along with the headache, comes the memories you rarely remember—there are just some special days where somehow the guilt and regret still comes to you in waves, together with conversations you long to let go.

“You can’t be serious?” Joon said, voice cracking with hand on his hair in frustration. “But I am.” With a straight face you answered, “I can’t marry you, Joon. I don’t want to have kids and I know how much you want to have children.” Feeling the desperation in his face and actions, he held your hands close and hugged you. “I love you, I want to marry you. We don’t need to have kids immediately, that’s years away. We don’t have to even worry about that now.” It hurts you to seem him this way, yes both of you may be young—maybe you will change your mind but there’s no guarantee to it. You held onto his shoulder to see his face, tears kept rolling down his face and you keep wiping it off one by one. You’ve thought about this even just a year into the relationship, with all the dad jokes and tiny little shoes he kept in his room. He’s going to be a wonderful dad you thought—maybe not just to your kids because you don’t want one.

The most wonderful man in the world just asked you to marry him a few minutes ago, and now he’s crying on your shoulder in defeat. While you can’t even bring yourself to cry, everything about this just made you numb. You just know you’re doing the right thing. Keeping him by your side with a promise of a future you can’t guarantee is not what love is. You loved him—even much so that you could ever admit.

With the knock on the door, you went back to reality.

“Hey you in there?” His voice echoing at 2 in the morning.

“Yeah, I’ll be here still for a while. You need it?”

“No, it’s okay.” He quietly said, as you heard his footsteps getting farther away.

moodboard sr: x

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feitansluver · 3 years

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Two Birds on a Wire (THE PROLOGUE)

a Feitan x Reader series (gender neutral)

Genre: romance, angst, fluff, smidge of violence

Series Summary: If you wish to see the series summary, check out my masterlist (which should be up now, if not just give me 10 mins) which you can access through my pinned navigations post on my blog. It might have a teensy bit of spoilers but nothing too drastic since this is a major wip.

Prologue Summary: This story's beginning takes place before the troupe was even a figment of anyone's imagination. Meteor City is a dangerous place, and many can vouch for me when I say this. The place where good deeds never come truly from the heart, but instead for the chance to get what you wanted from someone else. Here begins the story of how Feitan Portor and Y/n L/n would soon meet, for real this time.

Author's Note: This entire series is inspired by the song "Two Birds" by Regina Spektor. I originally wrote this as a small x reader for a writing sample, but I like it so much, it'll be a series instead. This is going to be a slow burn series. As you can tell from my headcanons, I'm super detailed when it comes to adding backstories. It's even worse w actual stories. I'm not too sure how many chapters this will be but, Please enjoy! reblogs, likes, and constructive criticism is appreciated. Heads up, this will be the shortest 'chapter' of them all, so do be prepared haha. Italicized = Flashbacks!

The aroma of decaying matter engulfed the air like a thick fog, pulling down and wrapping itself around the shiny newcomers to the rather large wasteland of an area. These newcomers weren't wealthy, no, instead, they were here for the ego boost that accompanied the action of them tossing any worthless item that would instantly be scavenged by a poor resident, usually a child since they were small and naturally agile. Well, as agile as they could be growing up eating other's waste. Those bastards with their sickening laughs of arrogance. They'd be frowned upon in a normal society, but here, oh here, this was just what they'd call a Wednesday.

Where exactly is 'here,' you may be asking? To the people passing through, they might've considered it to be hell. Perhaps a dumpster. Hell, they might have even passed through with out even noticing the cries of agony as a mother's child passed away from malnutrition, without noticing the way that no resident seemed to acknowledge anything other than themselves, even the murder of a shopkeep in broad daylight. No, see they're too focused on trying to steal to survive, perhaps even slave away to a more fortunate resident for a chance at life, if you could even call this living. 'Maybe they're just introverted people,' oh how naïve you must be to even succumb to that conclusion. 'Here' there is no such thing as introversion, with this trait, you won't survive for more than 10 minutes.

'Here' is none other than Meteor City.

Coughing could be heard around every corner from the ill, penniless residents who were selling everything in their possession just to survive another miserable day. A feeble attempt truly, it's not as though the medicine was at least 50% likely to cause some sort of change. Nonetheless, Meteor City wasn't too bad, no. Children scurried amongst each other, shouting with smiles upon their somewhat sunken faces as they played along the areas of the city that were truly wastelands. There were no true friends created in Meteor City, but these children have yet to understand.

All except for one. A rather small boy, whether that be from malnutrition or genetics, with black hair and heartless black eyes sat upon an old shipping crate with an uninterested look upon his young face as he watched the children run about. "How pedestrian," was all that came out of his cracked, dehydrated lips. Only an 8-year-old from Meteor would consider playing to be pedestrian. Aside from his shocking attitude, with one glance you could certainly tell he wasn't from here, such 'exotic' features couldn't have been bred in this hellhole. The boy was dressed in what seemed to be traditional Asian clothes, ones that were too big for his figure, all black and seemingly thick yet still lightweight enough to where he wouldn't die from a heat stroke, the word "Feitan" engraved over his left breast. Perhaps this was his name, neither he or the townsfolk new, but it was what they called him when they believed he wasn't looking. He was frequently seen mumbling to himself, and paired with his stone cold gaze, he was deemed "unapproachable" to others, adults and children alike.

"Hey, you!" A call from one of the children pulled Feitan out of his thoughts. The blackette raised his gaze to find another small child before him, taller yes, but no doubt younger, no stranger to his eyes yet not an aly. "My name's Marley. Do you want to play with us?" Feitan rolled his eyes in annoyance and spoke with his broken interpretation of the city's language. "Why would me want t-," He analyzed the other children beside the runt Marley and froze his gaze upon another small child, who was smiling as they spoke to a friend, one he's kept his eye on for a long time.

(Y/n) (L/n).

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2 years ago, Meteor City, 3rd Person Omniscient

The sky boomed a thunderous roar as lighting flashed across the city. Purples and dark ominous grey's colored over the townsfolk as the rushed their preparations for the storm. Adults were sheltering children, even if they didn't know them, most likely with the promise of something in return, while also taking in whatever possessions they needed before the storm's condition worsened.

A 4-year-old child, Y/n, ran about the poorly made streets, hoping to find a place of shelter before it was too late. Of course, since they're small and malnourished, they weren't very efficient, constantly stumbling over their two feet and pausing to catch their balance.

"Please, somebody help me!"

They continued to run through the now damp streets as the rain began to pour violently. Water drenched the poor child as they ran around banging on doors screaming for help, yet still, no one listened. It was almost as though the entire town had become a ghost city.Just as Y/n was about to give up, a hand grabbed their arm harshly and quickly pulled them into a small, dark, poorly-made shack.

Y/n jumped back in surprise with a yelp only to be pushed down by the other party, quite roughly might I add. "Shhh." A firm, seemingly male voice commanded with no other words as he sat beside the younger child. "Are you going to eat me??" Y/n spoke in a panicked tone. "The old lady by the library told me a story about a demon who comes out during horrible storms and eats the children who are wandering the streets." They cried with their arms curled around their legs, staring at the silhouette in fear beside of them.

The strange savior huffed under his breath. Why did he even pull this idiot into his home. Who was he to be providing shelter for others when he could barely take care of himself? God he never hated himself more until that moment. There was no place for some snotty kid, nor did he want to deal with them either. "Me no eat you. you taste bad, too whiny." Was all the boy said, hoping to get the other to take the hint and shut up.

"O-oh. My name's y/n, what's yours?" The 4-year-old spoke, no longer carrying a fearful tone. The older boy rolled his eyes at how naïve and trusting the other was. He didn't bother answering, and in fact, he never said another word to Y/n for the remaining duration of the storm.

Y/n ended up falling asleep after a while from all of the chaos earlier. The silhouette eyed the child beside him before closing his own eyes and leaning his head back against the wall. Soft snoring was all that was heard by the boy, aside from the pouring rain that is. Falling into his thoughts, he began to drift off into a light, alert slumber. Well, he was until he felt a weight hit his left shoulder.

His eyes shot open as he looked to his left with a scowl upon his face. "Idiot pest." He grumbled agitatedly as he noticed Y/n had fallen asleep on his shoulder. As much as he wanted to push them off, he quite enjoyed the quiet he was now receiving. With an annoyed sigh, he closed his own eyes and drifted to his previous light sleep.

When Y/n awoke with a yawn and began to identify their surroundings, they almost screamed in fear and confusion. They jumped up and racked their brain for some sort of explanation. Wait, it was coming to them now: the mystery boy and him providing them shelter. Properly looking at their surroundings, they noticed were still in the shack; however, this time, they were alone. With a quick glance outside, the small child ran out of the shack, patting themselves down to make sure they still had their items in their pockets.

A sigh of relief escaped their lips as they felt everything there. Digging into their pockets to find their last bit of money to buy a bit of food, Y/n noticed there was a folded piece of poorly maintained paper in their pockets. With a confused hum and a head tilt, they unfolded the piece of paper and read in poor grammar and messy writing:

"You owe me, Brat."

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They blackette's face remained in a deapan expression as his own eyes locked back with Marley's "Yes, me play." He spoke emotionlessly as he hopped down from his crate, dusting himself off as he began walking closer to the group of children. A handful of yays, yippees, and downright cries of joy could be heard from the crowd of children as they gathered one more player for their game. "Okay, great. So here's what we're going to play.."

The voices blurred and faded into nothingness as the eight-year-old fell into his cunning mind, his eyes yet again landed on Y/n with his usual piercing gaze. Only difference was that this time, there was a twinge of excitement and malice, lots of malice.

God how he wanted to make them pay. A total troglodyte they were, so ignorant and easily distracted by such trivial things.

You see, Feitan never got back that favor, and he certainly wasn't one to hold back when it came to exploiting others. Especially younger, naïve children who hadn't seen nor understood just how horrific the world could be. How horrific he could make their world be.

Go ahead, call him a monster. It's such a common title for him, he might've even believed it were his own name if it hadn't been for the thread engraved onto his shirt.

Feeling eyes watching them, Y/n turned to face the newer strange boy with their head tilted in confusion. The blackette walked over to the younger child, the two of them standing at the same height. "Hello." Feitan spoke up with a small smile and a friendly wave. It certainly looked realistic and Y/n couldn't feel any malicious intent within the other boy, though if only they knew how fake that smile was. "Hey there! I'm Y/n, what's your name?" The child spoke with a close-eyed smile as they waved in return.

'Oh this was going to be fun.' The boy thought with an inward chuckle of sadism.

Feitan Portor wasn't one to forgive and forget. Hell, he came from Meteor City, the place where every good action was never from the heart but instead the manipulative portion of people's minds. No matter who or what he had to go through,

He was getting back what he owed, and he was expecting it NOW.

#Two Birds on a Wire: The Series #feitansluver #feitan x reader #slowburn #feitan portor x reader #feitan #feitan portor hxh'#feitan portor #hxh #phantom troupe #phantomtroupe #would you believe me if I said I plan on making this a romance series?

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olde-scratch · 3 years

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So I watched LUCIDS 1-4 without any prior knowledge...

and here were my thoughts. I didn’t watch any backstory or anything so enjoy my suffering.

PART 1

“So what happens when the people inside of their dreams go to sleep?” They die

“What happens when we wake up? Do they go on living while we’re not there?” THEY DIE-

“Who are they anyway?” they’re faces that our brain catalogs and stores for later use, although it’s also arguable that every time we dream we go to an alternate reality and inhabit the body of another version of ourselves. Now, were you in a car accident and trapped underwater or-

Are they twins?

(Me tuning out to do something)

“-the squirrel in spongebob was your soulmate, making you a Sandy simp-”

Me, snapping back to the video: hold up-

[missed the part about the worksheet, realized it when i rewatched 10 mins later to make this post]

yall speakin gibberish idk what youre saying-

“I’m gonna go to bed.” bro it literally looks like morning-

“You should get some sleep you look terrible.” i get six hours of sleep a night minimum and i look worse than him shut up bro-

“jump into someone else’s dream” ah i know this con-

why they all got the same face-

haha funni meme

“--an interruptiion can create feedback and tear them apart.” Death. I long for thee.

Is that Karl Jacob’s jacket?

“a second grader” makes me think this is a different school system. [i was wrong? i think?]

“[get him to] eat your apple”

[in the dream sequence] weird dream, but ive had weirder. now, Why Pamper’s-

why does he suddenly have a knife-

“You put a filter on the Dreamscape feed?”

“Technically, you are seven years old.”

???????????

the second hand embarrassment is UGGGHHH

[reading the description] you mean like the guy who was knocked out for 2 minutes on a football field and woke to find he’d dreamt 17 years of his life? oh this shall be Fun

PART 2

[I check the description] “jasper cult” what the fu-

how many camp camp references can i make during this

Is the apple a reference to religion or does the creator just really ilke apples?

“meal.”

“meal?”

meal????

Wait why couldn’t that guy eat the apple? If he wanted it in the fruit bowl, wouldn’t there be a chance of the guy eating it anyways?? Why can’t the guy who brought the apple eat it?

well he’s Dead

[debating if I should read the backstory}

n a h h h h h -

Was he gonna feed the dead guy the apple or something? Why is he upset about the apple in this scene???

oooo the grownups are fightinnnngggg

Is he an antagonist?

HE WROTE A BOOK???

oh now i want food

ESTABLISH JUSTICE ENSURE DOMESTIC TRANQUILITYYYYYYYYYYYYY

“I watched all those aforementioned shows” what shows did i miss something what-

man why you gotta hate on her jane austen fanfic let her live bro

string theory! i can get behind that! sorta-

o no he found the memes-

BOY GOT KNOCKED OUT-

kim there’s people that are dying-

is SHE an antagonist?

quinn? calling himself jasper? u sure hes not just nonbinary? is this just a metaphor for transphobic parenting?

“He died... but somewhere, he grew up.” So is your plan to take a Quinn from a different universe and make him your own, thereby robbing another version of yourself from happiness? When does this ever go well?

Yknow most people, when they lose a kid,,,, kinda,,,,,,, dont go on a ceaseless quest to find another version of their kid that grew up without knowing that another version of his mother was invading other peoples’ dreams to find and kidnap him,,,,,,,, like aint u got a therapist-

“Once you get past the point of not knowing what’s real anymore, you realize it doesn’t matter.” Well, I Got Called Out-

PART 3

“you’re real, oliver.”

aRe yOu sUrE aBoUt tHaT-

“you’ve been infected by the anti-love parasite of Mandadon” the amatonormativity is strong

so anyways ive been infected since birth hbu-

“James Jasperson, creator of Japple” did you mean to Fancy Well-Educated Man in a Black Turtleneck? cause the only FWEMBT i allow near me is prof. hidgens

“are you winning?” says the capitalist

why did you rewind to see his face?? you have the same face????? is this just bc the creator doesnt like working with other people cause in that case same but???????

“it’s a bad idea. i’m not gonna do it.” we’ve all been there. and we’ve all done it.

looks like me trying to study. (i say, a person who has studied a total of five minutes throughout their entire life.)

your “Spartan trial” looks like a bunch of guys standing on a hill pretending to be something they’re not. Let The Man Bring His Snacks.

eat the apple.

is this your first existential crisis or something what a loser lets all point and laugh

“One of you should be spared, the other shall’nt.” did you mean shant or was that a choice-

yall gonna get called out for talking shut UP

“sorry if this is too personal, btw. are you okay?”

me, confused and half understanding what’s going on and also needing to sleep cause its almost one in the morning but wanting to finish what i can find of lucids which i only starting watching cause i saw an animatic of ranboo and dream w audio from it: i don’t know anymore

“i just want my life back... i was gonna get married-” AREN’T YOU LIKE SEVEN-

ay man if this is a sacrificial cult yall gotta get daniel-

UPDATE: I H A V E N O T F O U N D I T -

“oliver”

I F O U N D I T -

WHICH ONE IS QUINN?? WHO’S JASPER???? WHICH ONE IS BENJAMIN???? I THOUGH BENJAMIN WAS SEVEN BUT I THOUGHT HE WAS THE ONE GETTING MARRIED WHAT-

oliver. eat the apple.

“Can you still have memories even when you’re dreaming?” One time I woke up to my alarm and fell back asleep and in my dream I remembered that I had class in a few minutes and my dream self woke my real self up so fast I thought I was gonna get whiplash. Anyways, I was late to class bc of my computer but that doesn’t matter.

NOPE I FOUND IT. HERE’S THE AUDIO. THE ANIMATIC ONE. FINALLY.

im thinking car crash. but also maybe murder. but also maybe both? is it raining or was he drowning? is he in a coma? hmmmmmm?

wait olivers the one with the apple does that mean he’s the one dreaming? is the ending gonna be him and jasper (quinn? idk) fighting against ben and mrs hills about jasper eating the apple to save oliver from the dream? hmmmmmmmmmm-

waitwaitwait i thought oliver was 7 how is benjamin 7 years younger than him if they look the same age what what what explain america explain what you mean arkansaw-

are the cuts on his nose plot-relevant or

“What if you hadn’t been driving?” So I was right about the car accident but Mrs. Hills still said he was seven so did i mishear her say that BENJAMIN was seven? but even then oliver would be 14 and that would still be illegal-

“How are you feeling?”

“Like you’re a pretty bad therapist.”

mood

“--it makes it all bearable to have power over the stories we write in our heads” that’s why i write fanfiction

HE’S GOT THE NOTEBOOK HE’S GONNA WRITE SOMETHING ONE OF US ONE OF US ONE OF US

WHAT YOU MEAN AN EXPERIMENT THAT’S HIS NAME-

[upon reading the description] so i was right.

wait was that supposed to be the twist in part 2 about the apple in his pocket is that what the existential crisis was about i thought it was because he was introduced to the multiple worlds theory-

PART 4

wait wasnt the other one january 2018 why we going back to 2017-

appol

“--the future and the past all already exist” mhm yep figured this out long ago

there was simultaneously a point in time in which i hadn’t known about this, had been looking it up, had been watching it, and had been writing an ending to this post, and had been posting it the next morning before class. that time is both now and not now. Welcome To The Multiverse Theory or whatever its called-

“--my favorite scene of the movie is waking up next to you.” Mine is eating fast food as I listen to AJJ and play Minecraft. We are not the same.

Now I’m hungry but it’s 1 in the morning and i already put my retainer in god fu-

[reading description] what do you mean previously??? she did that in the first episode????????

[still on description] WHAT DO YOU MEAN WILL QUINN BITE THE APPLE AND GO TO BENJAMINS REALITY ISNT THIS OLIVERS REALITY AND HE HAS TO GET BEN TO BITE THE APPLE WHY IS APPLE CAPITALIZED IS THIS THE DOING OF THE FWEMBT

i should have watched the backstory i should have watched the backstory i should have watched the backstory i should have wa-

[description] oh ive been spelling quinn right the whole time nice

i hope she rejects you /j

WAIT BENJAMIN WAS THE ONE GETTING MARRIED TO ISABELLE

ISNT HE IN SECOND GRADE-

HE IS SEVEN YEARS OLD HOW IS HE GETTING MARRIED ARE THERE TWO BENJAMINS THAT WE’RE FOCUSING ON-

bro get out of the road ull get hit

how do you knOW WHICH ONE IS QUINN THEY ARE THE SAME PERSON-

wait

hills wants ben to feed quinn the apple bc in his mind, that will give hills and quinn a happy ending and she doesnt want ben to see the apple bc thats gonna mean ben will know that his reality isnt reality at all. so then oliver has to,,,, not let anyone eat his apple? he just has to wake up?

IS HILLS THE VILLAIN AFTER ALL ORRRRR

wait but if ben sees the apple wont he realize that his reality is wrong and his reality will change, making it so that hills doesnt get her son? or is there some time-based rule that says they’re only transported to the reality that the person believes at that moment? or is this another stab at the multiverse thing where an infinite amount of hills gets their happy endings while an infinite amount of hills doesnt and etc etc?

i should have watched the ba-

oooo dramatique

they’re in a time loop?

nope thats a new powerpoint

wait so theyre,,,, no-

wait-

nvm-

IS THE BEN WE KNOW AN ADULT GETTING MARRIED TO ISABELLE OR NOT-

“they were actually pretty nice” didnt they throw someone off a cliff-

oh so it got confusing THEN??? NOT BEFORE?????

“it all seemed so real.” is that Not the point of vivid REM sleep hallucinations-

is oliver gonna show ben the apple and ruin hills’ whole operation

WHO ARE ALEX AND RYAN-

“what’s 25-8″ bro dont do this to me-

yep hes gonna show the apple

ayyy the guy who stole karl jacobs jacket it back

the second hand embarrassment is back and I Hate It

all that happens in episode ONE??? bro get some better writers that is bad pacing

“it’s the best!” wait until season eight. no show has a good season eight.

quinn knows about the apple thing w the dreams and multiverse and realities dont he

YOU KILLED HIM

NOT KARL JACOBS NOOOOO HES ALREADY DIED ONCE

oliver is v relatable

wHaT iN tArNaTiOn-

lemme hear that explanaton again-

is bill cipher gonna show up? i hope bill cipher shows up. i miss gravity falls

“ah! a tree! ah! a tree! ah a tree!” moooooooood

did hills murder quinn

is your family the jasper cult

TOXXIICCCCCC get that lady out of your life quinn that is so toxic

“ ah! a tree! ah! a tree! ah a tree! ah! a tree! ah! a tree! ah a tree!” mooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood

WHAT DO YOU MEAN THAT’S THE END NO WHAT WHY NO

The Adventures of Benjamin and Oliver

he is Not Good

ope-

wait so ben is equal parts an adult AND a child?? okay that clears a lot up

I MEAN HE WAS RIGHT THO BEN U CAN’T REALLY ARGUE ON THAT-

ew get off the floor

butterfly effect, multiverse theory, memory decay, and your imagination ALL exist yall gonna ignore that cause you wanna be famous?

“We already know what the future looks like!”

aRe yOu sUrE aBoUt tHaT-

to add to the list of bad things: Cats (2019)

YA BOI THINKS IT’S NOT ALREADY FIFTY YEARS TOO LATE TO START FIGHTING CLIMATE CHANGE FFFFF

BINGO BABYYYY

get what what

what mapped-

awwwww he thinks THEY’RE creating the multiverse

you gonna dismiss the multiverse theory bc of something you created in your current reality? loooserrrrrr

ABUSE YOUR GODLIKE POWERS

she draggin that seven year old

a lot makes sense now why didnt i do this first-

Jasper

the food shortages-

bro that calculators like 90 bucks at walmart

imagine meeting a stranger and they know Everything about your life like that’s gotta be so weird

what’s even weirder is them telling you you’re the deity of a cult that sacrifices animals

THAT FOURTH WALL BREAK WAS-

KARL JACOBS IS DEAD NOOOOOO

ooohhh there’s context for that

OOOOHHHH THERE’S CONTEXT FOR THIS TOOOO

w h a t -

W H A T -

Conclusion:

it’s 2 in the morning and i need sleep but hOOOOO MY GODS THAT WAS GOOD IS IT OVER OR NOT IDK ANYMORE IM TIRED THAT WAS CRAZY I HOPE QUINN AND JASPER GO ON TO BE VERY GOOD FRIENDS, AND I HOPE BENJAMIN AND OLIVER STAY VERY GOOD FRIENDS AND I HOPE HILLS FINDS A THERAPIST WAS A LITTLE CONFUSING BUT I ENJOYED IT

if i dream about apples im suing /j /lh

#lucids #nicholas podany #there's a metaphor in there somewhere #but im not gonna be the one to find it #i dont think i dreamed about apples #youre safe for now podany #for now #EDIT #I PUT 'something their not'#WRONG THERE #I HAVE NO EXCUSE #IM SORRY

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foryouthegays · 3 years

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techno liveblog w timestamps lets go for ‘a new home (dream SMP)’ stream

good laugh times: 00:13:50, 00:14:55, 1:38:45, ik it doesnt look like a lot but like u should watch the stream anyway bc philzas there and his laugh is amazing and they just go so well together

times techno calls phil his friend: 00:6:00 00:37:00, 00:45:17, 0:1:09:30, 01:11:15, 01:26:35, 01:50:05, 2:35:00

FSDJKFAF;LS HE KEPT THE MUTED INTRO IN JHKADFLS (ends at 00:1:25)

i like how, when faced with Leaving Youtube, techno would choose to be an author. i want a book by techno. reblog this if u want a book by techno (with an audiobook by him as well) /hj. 00:1:33

i love how he says ehhhhhh so much lskjhdfas (abt 2 mins in)

who the FUCK just remembers that the word fortuitous exists wtf 00:5:17

00:7:45 PHILZA TIME PHILZA TIME LETS GO

00:8:55 tommy time :/

0:14:10 rANBOO JUST WALKS IN, LOOKS AROUN ,AND LEA VE SIM CRYING

i love how much philza laughs at technos jokes bc pretty much everything he says IS a joke he just says it in such a serious voice that p much everyone else is like,,,yeah,,,,yup,,,,and phil just knows when hes joking and his laugh is so good with technos voice. sbi? whos that? i only know philza and technoblade

00:19:30 ghostbur joins! this is my first time hearin ghostbur btw

00:19:40 haha string axe technos so bad at crafting what a fool /j

00:21:07 ghostbur: “Even I remember how to make a fishing rod!” ghostbur u just MURDERED technoblade oh my god im gonna scream hgjdfksla i love ghostbur so much

00:23:55: GHOSTBUR NO!! DON’T DIE YOU’LL BECOME A DOUBLE GHOST!!!! -technoblade 2020

00:24:55 technoblade neva lies -guys he almost did the technoblade neva dies ahh!!!!!

i havent heard anyone talk about this but techno has a dedicated roleplay voice. like listen to him talk to tommy at 00:25:08. his voice gets more even, he uses names a lot more often (seriously, listen to his theseus speech. he says tommy so often, its incredible.), and his voice gets,,,,deeper? not deeper but smoother, in a way, and he repeats what he says for emphasis instead of humor. and his voice is louder, and he seems more assertive.

00:27:30 philza: where we goin, by the way? techno: to our- to my new home.

techno cmon let phil live w u wed get so much more content cmonn

00:28:50 the fact that he calls the manhunt theme “dream music” makes me laugh so hard. and then his version of it,,,,,m love he (also he sings it here and at 01:14:20)

00:35:10 why is ranboo so cryptic im-

why does he just casually know the word sentry wh at i hate him 00:39:45

this is the worst sentence (structurally) ive ever heard techno say im gonna cry 00:49:33 ‘im too busy thinkin of new ideas to sleep so i could actually execute them’ and tubbos *oh?* after is just hdsfgkjlka

LKSJDHFJK 00:51:49

00:54:30

techno: thats one of dreams powers, he can just stop the rain

tubbo, quietly: like jesus!

i love them sm dsfhkjla they kept going but i jus gdfhjksa jesus has op

techno @ being the second worst thing to ever happen to those orphans: haha funnie!!

techno @ having fun w religious stuff: i wILL BE CANCELLED NO-

00:58:10 “hey if ur [ghostbur] a ghost, do instant damage potions heal you now?” “...no,, they hurt me still :(” DSIULZKJHFSLKFJH

01:04:00 his brother named the cow bob im- aww

also he has a fanart wall again!!!

01:09:30 “phil, you’re the only friend i have left in this world.” aWWWWW HE GAVE HIM THE COMPASS

“dont smoke, it’s a joke” -technoblade 01:14:15

ROLEPLAY SPEECH VOICE IS BACK AT 1:16:10 “they pillage my base for everything i’m worth, they use me for the revolution, but oooOOOoo i took a pickaxe with his consent? oOOOooOo i’m a thief!”

holy shit 01:17:15 “you know what, phil? for you, the world, alright? it’s fine.” oH MY GOD HHHHGHG (context, right before they were arguing bc phil took some blocks from his base and techno thought that when he said phil could take anything he meant from the chests)

the COMIDY of that villager coming in and sleeping while techno was readin donos at 01:22:05 RIGHT AFTER phil freaked out abt inturruptin his dono readin im SFDHKJLA:

techno talkin bout the winstreak and how he wont be able to live up to that sort of playin at 01:22:30ish is super important and ill transcribe it tomorrow, but if u can id highly rec watchin it.

01:24:20 “[readin dono] what’s your favorite movie? uh, the princess bride is pretty good” techno ily that movie rocks also he said it so fast like hes ashamed of it noo

techno says no to canon ranboo son btw! 01:25:30

01:25:55 “i wasnt in that story, therefore it doesnt matter” all of technoblr be like

01:37:49 is great lemmie transcribe

“how have you still not gotten a second monitor?? holy shit.”

“let me tell you something. and im only telling you this because i know that so many people in the chat are gonna be furious. so i recently realized- i think the second monitor can just be any ol’ monitor, right? you literally just plug it in, and its set up? well i mean you have to turn on some settings, but like, thats it, or something?”

“yeah,,,,, uh techno you fuckin destroyed my chat, by the way, oh my god, [earlier techno told his viewers to twitch prime philza] there has been like 40 primes just flying through”

“yeahhh twitch prime!!! twitch prime philza yeahh!!! so anyways the other day, i like, i looked to my left, and realized that my old monitor has been like, five feet away from where i sit and stream for the last three years?”

“oh my god...”

“so i- i literally do not have to leave my room to set up a second monitor and i havent. and i’m still usin my laptop for this stream.

“is this gonna be one of those situations where you like, you have a thing, you just refuse to do the thing?”

“listen, my desk is-

“yOU STILL HAVENT OPENED UP THE HYPIXEL PACKAGE!!!”

“AHHHH I HAVENT OPENED UP THE HYPIXEL PACKAGE! I HAVENT EVEN OPENED UP MY MCC COIN! DUDE I HAVENT EVEN OPENED UP MY ONE MILLION SUBSCRIBER PLAQUE! ITS STILL THERE RIGHT BEHIND ME! ITs sTILL IN THE BOX! i never made a video on it....”

“bruhhhhh [philza laughs] thats FREE VIEWS what are you doing??”

“ill open it at 8 mil :/.”

“you could LITERALLY make a video of you just like, throwing it off a wall, and then thumbing up, like doing a thumbs up, and then that would be it. 10 seconds. ten seconds. thumb and elbow in shot. [laughs]”

techno is such a disaster i love him

01:34:18 the way techno says “tommy, that statement has NEVER been true” i dont like sayin i simp for block men but GOD sometimes his voice is nicer than usual hhhgn

“man i sure wish tommyinnit was in this stream” -nobody ever (just after previous timestamp)

01:40:15 is fuckin hilarious and im actually crying oh my god techno just says things and says them well with a completely straight face how does he do it

i cannot WAIT until theres a president w the last/first name andy so we can say president andy and think abt technoblade

IM CRIASDNGUSFHD 01:44:38 PHILZA LOOK OUT LOOK OUT PHILZA LSKJDAFJASD;LKF

i love when techno talks abt his vids. like u can tell he puts a lot of thought into the vids (esp these ones) and like at 01:47:00 he talks abt the “I DIDNT PUT DEAPTH STRIDER ON THOSE BOOTS, FUNDY!” and how its just that creepin realization that you were doomed from the start and how he made the armor, he isnt intimidated by the netherite bc he didnt enchant it all the way and only he knows that,,, and i just,,,hgg he

he reveals that hes writin the next arc at 01:48:00: “oh, speakin of arcs, chat, i’m writing the next arc. so, you know. hope nothin bad happens in two weeks, chat!” IM SO EXCITED like he clearly has his character fleshed out and is SO good at writing and retellin history im so so excited to see where he takes it AHHHH and also taht means he might stream more bc he might make his character more important (keep in mind this is the guy who wrote self insert hypixel fanfics. he has no shame in puttin himself first and i respect him so much for it)

01:51:20 “they’re tryin to get a second customer but they’re riskin their first” is lowkey a good line

has anyone else noticed that techno says wise a lot? like at 01:55:10 he literally says “wise dragon armor” as a joke but like i think he says wise so much BECAUSE of skyblock like hjkfdsla

01:57:30 techno plea se eat

ok 1:58:45 is hilarious and all but at the end of his ramble he says “come back, i miss you” and lowkey im crying

techno needs to stop knowing his audience more than we know ourselves im hsfkjda 02:05:25 “the chat’s spammin ‘eat technoblade, eat!’ like they’re not gonna start, like, theyre not gonna get super sad if i ended the stream right now, like theyre not gonna all cry ‘i miss technoblade *sniffs* why- whyd he leave to eat food, why did he listen to our advice noooo’”

02:14:50 NEW VIDEO POGGGG CARL THE HORSE POGGGGGG NOT A STREAM HIGHLIGHT POGGGGG

02:17:40 “i could start a potato farm out here to show how much ive changed” techno last time u made a potato farm u started an entire war that lasted a year that does NOT say calm and retired to me lskgdfjagsldj

02:23:00 why does techno just reference greek mythology so much. makin me scared for his arc.

also he talks abt smp earth a lot in this stream i love it so much

i also just. love?? how much sbi respect tommy like they bully him but when talkin bout him they just have so much respect for how much work he puts into youtube and i just,,,,hgnn they r friends

02:33:13 sbi streamer house lets go cmon

02:34:15 “i think if i streamed every day i could keep up” on one hand YE S but on the ohter oh god techno no we have to keep up tho

hearing techno say “violence isnt the answer” is so scary 02:35:40

02:37:30 technosneeze

hiS BROTHER SENT HIM 46 DISCORD MESSAGES SFKDJLFLKASF 2:49:25 i love his end screen so much hes just sadness,,,,retirement,,,t,echnoblade,,,the government is going to fall on its own due to lack of organization and ideals,,,,,,subscribe,,,,,sadness,,,,,also 2:50:45 is making me laugh so hard its just sad music and technos like??? whys phil in my house drinking milk?????

overall, fantastic stream, if ya want some chill techno philza content i highly recommend.

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sardonic-courtney · 4 years

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Crowley x Reader. We met before. P1/7

Summary: You end up living with Bobby after your parents die. You go to church and meet Priest Crowley and you end up getting along (if you know what i mean). A few years later when Bobby passes you move the the bunker with Sam and Dean and end up meeting Crowley again.

Warnings: Mention of death, Spelling mistakes.

Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7

Around 2200 words.

Backstory:

In 1991 Y/N L/N was born. You were raised up by your parents. You loved them you really did, but they were never really there, with being hunters and all. You didn’t know much about the hunting business. But as you grew up you got to learn that all myths had a form of truth behind them and you gained some basic fighting skills to protect you in an emergency, and a knack for sorting lore. But that was it really. Your parents never discussed the details of work at home and being hunters, you moved around a lot. Which meant no real friends were ever made. You were lonely but getting a new book each time, you moved helped with that. Life was okay, until the accident.

You were 14 at the time. It was 9pm Tuesday when your parents left to hunt a vampire nest, whilst you were sat in a dodgy motel room waiting for them to come back. 3 hours later. 10 hours later. 12 hours later. You began to worry, but there wasn’t exactly anything you could do, you didn’t know where they were to try and find them, so you waited.

35 hours later. 8am Thursday and your parents still weren’t back, and you knew what you should do. You opened your old notebook to the back page and rang the emergency number just like you had been told. It rang a few times and then a gruff voice picked up, he had obviously been woken up by the phone call.

“Who the hell is this and why have you woken me up at this ungodly hour?” the voice on the other end of the line grumbled.

You froze. What were you supposed to say? It was only Bobby so you don’t know why you were so nervous.

“Hello? If this is you Dean, I swear the next time I see you” he trailed of.

“No.” You spoke still unsure. “It’s Y/N. Y/N L/N.”

“Oh, hello kid, why the sudden ring this early? Parents need a place to sleep again?”

“No Bobby its… they...” You trailed of. “they went on a hunt and its Nearly been 2 days since I’ve seen them and they said if this ever happens to call you and so I did and I’m sorry for waking you up its just I don’t know what to do and I don’t know where they are I just….”

“Wait, slow down. Where are you?” He interrupted.

“Jim Thorpe. Pennsylvania.” You replied.

“Where were they going before, they left? “

“To deal with a vampire nest.”

“all right kid, you did the right thing calling me. Pennsylvania? I’m 19 hours away so I’ll tell you what I’ll do. I’m going to call some buddies of mine to see where they are, I think they are near the area and they will come and stay with you until I can get there okay? I’m going to call them now and then I will call you back, all I need you to do is tell me what motel you are in and stay there until I call back okay?” he explained trying to hide his worried tone.

“I’m at the ummmm…. Penn Terrace Motel. Room 12” you replied looking at the branded paper near the phone.

“Okay kid I’ll call you back soon. Don’t worry everything’s going to be fine” and with that he hung up.

You sat on the stiff motel bed looking down at the phone in your hand. You were numb. You weren’t exactly sad or worried, you were just numb. It was probably because you knew there was a chance your parents were gone but it just hadn’t synced in yet. So, you just sat, empty minded until the phone rang again.

“Right kid, my friends are only 15 minutes away, so they should be there in about 20 tops. I’m going to get a few things together and then leave to come and see you. It’s about 8:30 now so I will leave around 8:40, it will take me around 19 hours and I’ll need to fill up gas at some point so another 5 mins, and then I’ll need to take a break halfway for about an hour for food so I’ll get there at about….5:00am tomorrow. Is that okay?”

“Um yeah”

“Are you going to be okay? How are you feeling? As soon as I get there, we will go looking for your parents okay?”

“Yeah I’m fine, okay”

“Right so my friends names are Sam and Dean. They will knock at your door and take you to get some food and will help us find your parents when I get there, but for that you’re going to have to find your dads maps, or evidence he has and give it to them. Can you do that?”

“Yeah I think I know where it is.” You respond looking at the bottom drawer next to their bed.

“You sure you’re going to be okay kid? Do you want me to wait on the phone until they get there?”

“No, it’s okay you can go get ready and I’ll find the evidence” you reply awkwardly to your godfather.

“Okay, well just ring me if you need anything else. Oh, and don’t worry about Sam and dean, they are nice just don’t open the door unless they say its them. Got it?”

“Got it”

“Right okay, I’ll see you soon kid”

“Bye Bobby” you hung up the phone. Looking at the clock it was now 8:35 which meant his friends wouldn’t be there for another 15 minutes. But might as well be prepared. You got up of the old bed and made your way over to the other side of the room. Leaning down and opening the bottom drawer to find it so full it was hard to open. After cramming somethings down, you managed to open it and you unload piles of paper, until you reach a leather journal.. It’s your dads and you know you aren’t allowed to touch it let alone look into it so you pick it up and discard it on the bed next to the drawer, you aren’t sure why you do this as it’s not like he is there to see you but either way you do.

You still have a while to wait so you sit on the bed and decide to busy your mind with sorting out the evidence. You know that if you sit there and do nothing you will end up worrying yourself so this is a way to keep you busy, plus you like organising and it will make you feel like you have done something to help.

You first sort out newspaper articles, then maps, then printed pages of lore and then finally notes scribbled across paper. You look at the maps and the slightly indescribable pen marks over them and start to get an idea on where the nest is. You had just narrowed it down to 3 places all abandoned within the radius of the killings when there was a knock at your door. You froze. You hear raced and you stayed silent. Another knock. You look over to where the knife your father got you for your birthday when you see the clock, it read 8:52. You had been sat sorting for 17 minutes and you hadn’t realised. Which meant it was probably Bobby’s friends at the door, still you were hesitant as you stood up and peaked out through the blinds, you were met with the sight of two men stood at you doorway. One with long brown hair wearing a grey t shirt with a brow zippy over. The other with shorter lighter hair wearing a green button up who was shorter than the other. Both looking tired and worried as they once again knocked on the door.

“Y/N” The taller one called through the door. “It’s Sam and Dean, we are the people Bobby sent”.

You slowly opened to door and let them in. Once they were in the room it was quiet. No one knew what to say so you all just stood looking at each other until the smaller one spoke up.

“Hey, I’m Dean this is my brother Sam. How are you doing?”

“Fine. I’m Y/N but you already knew that. How are you?” it was true. You were fine. You weren’t sad, certainly weren’t happy just fine. You knew you weren’t going to be a set emotion until you knew for sure where your parents were so for now you were fine.

“Alright thanks, and well in that case did you manage to find any of your dad’s resources?” The one who turned out to be Dean asked.

This got you interested. “Yeah, over on the bed. I sorted them out and I think I found a few places where the nests are likely to be. I wrote some notes on the back of a recite. I look through it all but there might be some more in my dad’s book, but I’m not allowed to go through that sooo” You trailed of.

All three of you looked over to the green duvet bed. The brothers headed over and started shuffling through some of the files, you just perched on your single bed which was nearest you. The room returned to silence. You fiddled with your laces on your trainers until Sam spoke up.

“You organised this yourself?”

“Yeah it was all jumbled and I had some time to spare before you got here so I thought I would try to help”

“Well it certainly does help. So, you think that either the mill house, fire department or cottage is where they went?” Sam asked picking up the map with the recite you had scribbled your theories on.

“It seems most likely”

“Damn seems Bobby was right Sammy we got a smart one with us” Dean said looking up at his brother smirking. “Be careful she may be better than you” Sam rolled his eyes and Dean turned to look at you. “You hungry? I could definitely go get a burger and some pie.”

“Mhm sure.” You said unsure, truth be told you didn’t know if you were hungry. You hadn’t eaten for a while and there was an ache in your stomach, but you didn’t know whether that was from missing food, or your parents.

“Right well let’s go”

So, you went to the small dinner just down the road. You nibbled on some food but didn’t end up eating much. After you returned to the motel the boys settled down re checking the evidence, they ended up agreeing with you, and you sat staring blankly at pages in a book or staring as the small television in the room. You don’t know how long it had been, but you must have fallen asleep because next thing you know you were woken up by the front door closing.

You blinked and looked around the room, the boys were no longer there, the room was empty. It was 7am so you must have slept for a while. Just are you sat up Bobby emerged from the kitchen are with a mug of coffee.

“Morning kid, how do you sleep”

“Hey, and fine thanks, how are you Bobby? When did you get here?” You replied your voice still rough from sleep.

“I’m fine as well and about 5 like I said but I thought it best to let you sleep. The boys have gone out to find your folks now and trust me they are the best hunters I know so they will find them. Now you want anything?”

“F/D if there is any left please”

“Coming right up.” He said and got you your drink.

You sat and did nothing waiting for the boys to come home. 3 hours later you heard the car outside and when they came in the room alone that’s when you knew. That was when you no longer felt numb. Everything around you seemed like it was moving in slow motion. Bobby got up and asked them something, but you couldn’t hear you couldn't focus on the voices.Your suspicions were confirmed when he turned around and headed for your bed with a frown on his face. You had no family. They had gone and now you were completely alone. You were crying and you didn’t rely it until bobby wiped a tear from your face.

“I’m so sorry kid”

You couldn’t reply only stare at him, tears streaming down your face as you tried to process the fact that you would never see them again. That was nearly 4 years ago.

In between then and now you moved in with Bobby as he was your godfather, and he basically became a real father to you. He was very protective of you and you grew really close. Same with the brothers, who became part of your family as well. You weren’t alone, and of course you missed your parents, but your life was good. You had tried to persuade Bobby to let you hunt with the boys, but he wouldn’t allow it until you were 18. That’s when you could start proper training. So, until then your days were filled with helping Bobby out with lore and evidence other hunters needed, he said you had a gift with that, and going to the local church. You didn’t exactly know what you believed in to be honest. But it got you out of the house and Bobby didn’t object. Especially after Dean went to hell and befriended an angel. You had only heard stories of course but they made going to church seem a bit more worth it. And now your sat watching a film with Bobby the day before your 18th birthday. The day you can finally start training and properly helping on hunts.

#crowley #crowley x reader #crowley x you #supernatural #priestcrowley #xreader

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radbutsafe · 3 years

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ALL FUCKIN 35 OF THEM SKLNWESDJFPXO

I SHOULDVE EXPECTED THIS FROM YOU

1. From one to five stars, how would you rate your writing? (No downplaying yourself!)

A three! I think I’m mid range cause I ain’t terrible but there is still shit I gotta improve and grow in my writing

2. Why do you write fanfiction?

to manifest what canon won’t give me and to write more! (though yes it is mainly about the smooching and the— I’ll stop there LOL)

3. What do you think makes your writing stand out from other works?

Hm! My weird research details? I’m that “fun fact, did you know...” in my fics sometimes LOL! I plan on giving a penthouse for erina in a fic and I went through penthouse listings in Japan for floor layouts and locations💀 my research gives me inspo and depth to stuff I think I lack in comparison to others sometimes.

4. Are there any writers that inspire you?

In terms of fellow fic writers, one of them I can’t name here but she’s an inspiration with her exceptional gift for prose period and her lovely skill at comedy! I want to be as funny as her when I write, I love her ironic situational humor. Other fic writers are @takoyakitenchou, @royaldragonsevgisi15 who I always love sharing ideas with and motivate me to create more! For non-fic writers it would be V.E. Schwab, Leigh Bardugo, Oda, and Horikoshi! The last two may be mangaka, however they are writers as well to create their stories! The depth these creators have given their worlds and interesting characters theyve given life to are all what I aspire to be like!

5. What’s the fic you’re most proud of?

so far uh?? hm everything I’m currently writing are wips lol!! im proud of my wip that has been nicknamed ‘soma panics’ that is a multi-chapter fic that spans like probs 20 plus chapters maybe

6. What element of writing do you find comes easily?

dialogue! it’s so much fun! and character thoughts. I’ve said to people I may be better suited for script writing

7. What element of writing do you struggle with most?

I think it’s description, of like setting and showing action. also an expansion of my vocabulary LOL

8. Which character(s) do you find easiest to write?

erina! I think it’s because canon has shown us many of her different faces and range of emotion.

9. Which character(s) do you find most difficult to write?

SOMA!! chill ass mofo whos more carefree compared to the common shonen protagonist! for other shokugeki characters I’m not sure just yet because I haven’t flexed my fingers enough for the rest of them.

10. What’s your favorite genre to write for?

I guess I should say romance cause that’s what I mostly write LOL!

11. Who or what do you find yourself writing about most?

sorina and I try to get them to smooch eventually KEK and yeah it’s..usually romantic fluff lmao

12. Tell us about a WIP you’re excited about.

HONESTLY ALL OF THEM but “soma panics” is my brain child

13. First fandom you ever wrote for?

pretty sure it’s digimon....

14. What’s your favorite fandom to write for?

currently shokugeki no soma!!!!

15. What’s the weirdest fandom you’ve ever written for?

uhhhh I guess SNS? LMAO fandoms...all have their quirks to them.

16. Any guilty pleasure trope(s)?

characters cuddling!!!! or getting the urge to smooch!!!!

17. A trope you’ll never, ever write for.

unrequited love GOOD FUCKIN BYEEEEEE

18. Wildest fic you’ve ever written?

I have plot ideas thst can be wild potentially but so far nothing fits this criteria so far that I actually have written.

19. Do you prefer canon-compliant, AUs, or something in-between?

depends on the fandom, but if written well, all of it!

20. Gen fic or shippy stuff?

shippy 100% like I said I like smoochin

21. Favorite pairing to write for? (platonic or romantic!)

romantic is...*drumroll* SORINA! platonic, soutaku and erina and alice!

22. Do you listen to anything while you write?

Sometimes! There are times songs will be on loop and times I just shuffle a playlist. and if I’m writing in random bursts it’ll be with no music but it really does depend lmao I think music is when I’m forcing myself to write?

23. Do you prefer prompts and challenges, or completely independent ideas?

completely independent ideas, I’ve realized in the past prompts shoot me in the foot often unless I luckily figure something out. but I’m often driven by my own sporadic self interest with shitty ping ponging attention

24. One-shots or multi-chaptered works?

multi-chap I guess cause I can post without being finished LOLLL but tbh can I really answer? I haven’t finished anything.....

25. Have you ever daydreamed about side adventures/spin-offs from your fic? Tell us about them!

I can’t answer this question imo because I haven’t finished a fic yet so technically stuff could all fit in the one fic?

26. Is there anything you’ve wanted to write, but you’ve been too scared to try?

MYSTERY AND CRIME! I love the genre and I have plot ideas once a blue moon but I can’t dive in because I want to make details that work and reduce plot holes where suspension of disbelief isn’t as needed. I need to study it more (I need to study all the details for any of my fics imo to be confident sometimes LOL)

27. What’s the nicest comment you’ve ever received?

I don’t think I can say one comment was the nicest because I’ve gotten comments that have given me quite the smiles to my face many times! I know this is a cop out but it’s true!

IS WHAT I WAS GONNA SAY UNTIL REINA SENT ME THE FOLLOWING ON DISCORD LIKE TWENTY MINS AGO:

and also rad. i am never this vocal about my emotions like EVER but this needs to be said your fics are obviously far from perfect, as are mine and everyone else's. but the thing about your works is that they're so well-sanded that it's impossible to find any rough edges or faults in them in terms of cohesion to a plot. your cast is never OOC and the amount of effort you devote to developing your takes on the characters as accurately as possible is unimaginably awe-inspiring.

BITCH I WANNA CRY 😭

28. How well do you handle criticism when it comes to your writing?

I’d like to believe I take it often well to try and improve because that’s always my goal. if someone is rude lol that’s not constructive snd is unhelpful. If I disagree with criticism I’ll explain why !

29. Have you ever gone outside of your comfort zone for a fic? How did it turn out?

Not yet, but I have some plot ideas I think will let me test this.

30. Tooth-rotting fluff or merciless angst?

F L U F F.

31. Do you have any OCs? Tell us about them!

elliott fuji, a japanese-american award winning photographer who is erina’s boyfriend in ‘soma panics’ which..causes soma’s panic LOL he’s 30 with slightly wavy black hair. I still haven’t pinpointed his personality just yet...he kind of humble brags for sure an artsy fucker and flirts maybe I’ll make him a lil shy though. he teaches sometimes, and becomes an adjunct photography professor in Tokyo so he can be with erina.

32. Summarize a random fic of yours in 10 words or less.

a cook is unfashionably late in realizing his feelings.

33. Is there anything you wish your audience knew about your writing or writing process?

I am a slow. so slow. motivation who is she? I also write out of order, unfortunately a bit too often.

34. Copy and paste an excerpt you’re particularly fond of.

this should be for the fic ‘soma panics’ it’s either megumi or satoshi talkin to him rn, I’m leaning towards satoshi

“You thought she would always wait for you, didn’t you Soma-kun? To always welcome you home.”

Soma drags his palms down his face and groans. He doesn’t like this at all. He doesn’t shy from confrontation but this is a whole different ballgame. Soma doesn’t play any ball.

“I guess..?” Is his reply, because he thinks he isn’t sure how to answer that.

“You guess?”

Just being questioned again is enough to crack Soma’s pathetic facade as if it was dropped chinaware and he lets out the longest sigh.

“No.”

Coming home means coming home to Nakiri Erina too.

Nakiri Erina is his forever.

this is @takoyakitenchou’s excerpt she’s most proud of that I’ve written, which is also from you guessed it, the long fic soma panics

SOMA: I am, I mean I will be, I swear I will always come home to you, not spend as much time abroad, once I’m done with work I’ll come right back. I’ll make sure to message you. Nakiri, I’m in love you with you. Maybe for a really long time. You know how I say I dedicate my food to you? My dad—my dad said that the key to become a good chef is to find someone to dedicate your cooking to. A special someone. For my dad it was my mom, you know? For me it’s...

(this is a good piece of dialogue tbh so I am also proud of this)

35. Ramble about any fic-related thing you want!

I’ve mentioned it throughout this but the WIP I’ve nicknamed ‘soma panics’ is something I’m super excited to write, but it’s going on slowly...and almost completely out of order. out of all of my writing it showed off that particular habit of mine, along with “what is this, a shoujo manga?!” though the latter is currently being written chronologically now that I’ve posted chapter one and is pretty solid in direction. it was originally supposed to be a one shot but I got impatient and wanted to post at least something for the sorina / soueri fandom.

however, because ‘soma panics’ (I won’t call it that LOL) is my baby I want to keep true to my rule of refusing to post it until I have a draft of the entire fic finished and I’m satisfied with the main points pretty much. due to my writing out of order, I’m worried I’ll change my mind about scenes or want to reflect things in earlier chapters for later ones etc etc

I joined the SnS fandom extremely late, as season five was airing. I was a fan of the manga five years ago and dropped it because I forgot to check for updates when I caught up 😔 I really want to bang out the different fics and aus for sorina that I have before the fandom fizzles out entirely but tbh I’m writing for myself, I’m manifesting what I want to see and I’ll just share it with all my friends to read if no one else will. cause I’m slow broski I dunno what writing fast even is like LMAO I do really want to write faster though, so I can contribute more and let the words free from the discord dms....

#ask meme #ask rad shit #writing #writing by rad #fanfic #reina girl u put me thru it I swear lol #thank u for sending!!#ur amazing!!!!

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mykpopwire · 3 years

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interview: KIM WOO SEOK shares the sweet TASTE of love with SUGAR

KIM WOO SEOK officially released "2ND DESIRE [TASTY]" and held a comeback showcase on February 8th.

1. It’s your first comeback after nine months, how do you feel?

I've been showing my face through dramas and entertainment shows. As it's a new album, I'm sure the fans waited for it the most. I hope it's a promotion that the fans are satisfied with.

2. Can you introduce the “2ND DESIRE [TASTY]” album?

My first solo album, ‘1ST DESIRE [GREED]’ is about greed. If I had showed you a sexy feeling, I think I'll be able to compare fresh love to food and show a sweet feeling. That’s where "2ND DESIRE [TASTY]" come about. Through this album I express the feeling of excitement in love with taste.

3. Why did you choose a totally different concept from the previous album?

I once said that I’d like to show different colours for each and every album. That’s why I want to show you a completely different side from the previous one and get recognize for wider musical spectrum.

4. Fatal Sexy vs Cutie Pie, which one fits you better?

To be honest, I think it's the middle of the two. It hasn't been long since I comeback with ‘Sugar’. I think it's more like a cutie pie because it still feels like I'm working on it.

5. Why did you decide on the pink hair, are you satisfied with the result?

At first, I just thought of having brown or plain colour, but the hair colour that fans wanted to see the most is pink, so I chose it. I was worried about trying a new color, but after I did it, it looks a lot better on me than I thought, so I’m 100% satisfied.

6. The visual changes such as your pink hair has drawn a lot of attention, are there any other thing that you wanted to emphasize visually?

It's my first time doing pink hair colour since my debut. I'm so glad that you like it. It's for the fans, so I'd appreciate it if you like it as much as you want. Also, I want to point out the cute accessories such as nail stickers, bead rings and also the costumes. Staff members worked hard to produce all these, so I'm very grateful.

7. Please introduce your title song, ‘Sugar’.

‘Sugar’ is a song that compares fresh love to food. If you listen to the lyrics, you'll be able to learn more about the song's message. ‘Sugar’ is a sweet song, so I hope you will enjoy listening to it.

8. Your favourite song from this album?

I like the song that Lee Min Hyuk wrote, ‘이따 뭐해’ (What Are You Up To Tonight) and I like all the other songs too, but I like ‘Better’ the most. It's a song that I wrote while thinking about my fans. It's a song that contains what I wanted to say. The lyrics, "I'll hug you more affectionately than anyone else," came out right away when I was working on it. This part is my favourite part.

9. Could you share a bit about other songs in "2ND DESIRE [TASTY]"?

'Tasty' is an intro song that contains the overall colour of this album. You'll be able to understand what I wanted to include in this album.

'Better' is a magnificent song inspired by Scottish bagpipe. I think I fell in love with bagpipe through this opportunity.

‘Holiday’ is a song with a lot of complains in the lyrics, but it’s not about complaining about boring daily life, so I hope the listeners' day feels like a "Holiday".

‘이따 뭐해’ (What Are You Up To Tonight) is a song that I request Lee Min Hyuk, a singer-songwriter that I like, to write for me. It was an honour because the song is so good.

'Next' is a spoiler for our 3rd album. I wanted to give some anticipation for the 3rd album. It may not be completely the same colour as this song, but I wanted to show the overall album vibe.

10. What is the key choreography point and the killing part for the title song?

I got to know this name while monitoring fans' reactions. They call it ‘Colour Paper Dance’ or ‘Origami Dance’. I think the key choreography is to express hearts and emotions with hands in the chorus. Anyone can follow the choreography easily.

I think the killing part will be same as the key choreography point. I think that is the part that my fans like the most.

11. You have participated in producing all the songs in this album, what kind of feedback would you like to hear about this album?

I tried my best to unify the overall atmosphere of the album. Just like the first track, ‘Tasty’, I hope you can feel that this album that made for your appetite.

12. For this album, you have participated in various part, from working on the songs to the album artwork. What did you care about the most and what did you worry about the most?

I tried to participate in the overall, but the most important part that I thought of a lot is, ‘how would my fans like it’. To do what I want to do and to show what you want to see, that's my first priority. It’s been a long time since the last comeback, so I hope everyone will enjoy it.

13. You have also participated in writing the lyrics for this album, what is your inspiration for writing the lyrics? Was there any difficulty that you encounter?

I usually write lyrics at the end, but I don't think there were any difficult parts. I usually get inspiration from the fans and the overall concept of the album. If I write the lyrics while thinking about the fans, I think it comes out well.

14. 'Twenty Twenty' was well received even though it was your first acting challenge, do you have any other plans for acting? Do you have any particular roles you want to play?

Thank you so much for liking my first acting project. I do wish to continue acting if I have the chance. I want to play a character with a different personality from mine. I think I'm different from what others think of me. I want to try a character that is different from my image that the director thinks of. When I talk, usually my tone is down, but I want to be a friend who is very active, playful and very sociable.

15. You are known as a celebrity in ‘Lee Kyung Kyu Pick’, could you share why he thinks KIM WOO SEOK is loved by many in variety shows?

Since I was picked by Lee Kyung Kyu, I went to all the variety shows that he was on. I was so grateful. Everything was so fun and I learned a lot too. I think the reason why many people come to see me is because I’m honest. Lee Kyung Kyu jokingly said, ‘I like you because you are quiet’, but when the camera was turned off, he said, ‘I’m just joking. I’m actually proud of you’.

16. A word to Lee Kyung Kyu please.

Lee Kyung Kyu, thank you very very very very much. My fans love you a lot too, so I hope you keep looking out for me. I love you.

17. Lastly, could you share your activity plan?

First, thank you so much. To share with you a brief plan for this album, I hope it’s an album that my fans can truly enjoy. I hope this will be an album that everyone can smile at when we wrap up our promotion later. I’ll do my best for this promotion. I hope you will have a happy Lunar New Year holiday. I’m going back home and rest well too, so I hope all of you will have a good time with your family while relieving your tiredness. Thank you!

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keremidi-2ra-upotreba · 4 years

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Soo.... This is the second time I wrote like me in this blog... Hey! @brokutoforever tagged me so I shall answer your questions. If you want to see the original question you need to go check out her blog. I'll just say them as a part of the answer. (also be ready for some bad jokes because my humour is half of my personality... Tho I am not mad lol) (Also I do cuss so I'm sorry)

1. One thing I'll never do again.... Hmmm. I don't do that much that is outside of my comfort zone so this is a really difficult question for me. This is going to sound so weird. Just go with it. I'll never not drink enough water. I was really stressed at school and shit and I didn't drink water for 3 days strait. Yes I know that you get most of your water through food but it is important to drink it also. I learned it the hard way. I felt so fatigued and I don't know why I didn't think I need to drink water. It was just awful. I won't go into detail why I finally decided to drink water because it wasn't pretty at all. 😅 Drink water people.

2. Something that always cheers me up when I think about it. So let's get the weebish answer out of the way: Sugawara. Like. I. LOVE. HIM. Idk what it is about him but every time I think about him it makes me happy. He is my ideal tipe of boy.

And the normal answer. My family and friends when they are happy. I would do anything for them to be happy and healthy so when I think about it I am the happiest in the world! Love them so much. ❤️❤️❤️

3. That is right up my alley. The best way to spend a rainy day would be

1. Just me, wrapped up in my blanket, with my phone (or laptop), food, and anime or a fanfiction. That's what the laptop is for. My eyes would hate me if I read on my phone. I wear glasses and have some really bad eyesight (-3.75 and - 5.50 for European people. Idk what it is for Americans. Sorry🥺). I don't want it to get worse.

2. At home with my friends, food and just doing stupid shit. It would be epic. 👌😂

4. Something I'll say I'll do but will never actually do it. Maybe going myself on a trip that is out of town. I was like "I'll go abroad and live and study there" but who am I kidding. I have anxiety going to school and it is just 30 mins away from my home. Recently tho I came clear and said that "I'll stay here in *my country*. I'll not be going anywhere lol"

5. The perfect day... It will be just me and my best friends (LY btw❤️) (Yes we are planning on doing that if the quarantine ends before summer) We will go out at like 4 am to wait for sunrise. We will just stay around and do whatever for the rest of the day and we will stay outside till like 23 (11 pm) and then maybe we will have a sleepover. It will be so much fun. 👌

6. If I had to choose one character it will ether be Chuuya from Bungou stray dogs or Hinata. Chuuya because he is awesome and his ability is really cool (He can control gravity for those who don't know) and Hinata because he can befriend people easily and he is very athletic. I need some of that to be honest.

7. What is the clumsyest thing I've done? Honestly... I don't remember. There are so many. Maybe the time I almost got my first major injury while going down some stairs. I couldn't walk properly for 2 weeks. Stairs are just no.

8. What makes me laugh the most is memes. Good memes. Just I love them. And also a runner up would be the shit me or my friends say. It's the best fucking thing in the world. And one I don't really want to admit but also dark humor. Oh God sometimes I question myself why I laugh at this stuff.

9. I do collect things. I collect manga. I don't have that much options here so I'll soon be going to the internet.

10. My "and it got worse story". So... I don't remember the details because I was so embarrassed. I tend to forget the details of negative things. I'm just built that way. What I remember tho - Me and my best friends went to the mall. One of them had to go home early so we walked her to the exit and said goodbye. Then I and my other friend went to Costa coffee. She got milk with honey and cinnamon or tea. I didn't get anything because I spent my money earlyer. So we are talking about fanfiction and stuff and I didn't realize I am talking too loud and everyone is hearing me talking about Fanfics. I got kind of embarrassed and said sorry. "And then it got worse". We continue talking and got to the topic of "Character x reader" fanfiction. And I was talking away and was like "I need to read one more of them '*my best friend's name* x reader' fa-" before I realized my face is as red as a tomato and I don't think I have apologized more to anyone in my entire life. The mishap here was because I was thinking of Kuroo, who is her favorite character, the fact that my friend's name also starts with a K and fatigue produced the thing that I am most embarrassed about for my *my age*-year-old-life. At least I wasn't taking loudly anymore. It may seem like not a big deal but I kind of stay 176363729191 meter away from embarrassing situations so I don't have to feel the feeling of embarrasment. It is one of the feelings I hate the most.

Now I guess I have to ask questions:

1. What is something that changed your life for the better?

2. Is there something you want to change about yourself?

3. If you could write an anime/ a manga what would it be about?

4. Do you play any sports?

5. What is something unforgettable to you? It could be good or bad?

6. What is the meaning of li- I mean, what would you like to learn the most?

7. Where would you like to travel to?

8. What do you look for in a person? Not just about a partner but a friend.

9. Can you describe yourself in 3 words?

10. What makes you happy?

So I have one person to tag:

@bakazaiii

But other than that you can just do it for yourself. If you want you can answer my question or the questions I answered. Also if you want you can tag me so I can see your answers. Now enough from me here is a pic because that is what this blog is about:

#me talking #haikyuu sugawara #sugawara koushi

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jising-jisang-jisung · 5 years

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Name Your Price | Park Jisung

Genre: big floof

Word count: 1.6k

A/n: I wrote this all at once instead of doing my apush homework so please appreciate my love for Jisung!!

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You walk into the commons at school to find your two best friends, Chenle and Jisung immersed in a conversation. "What's up guys?" You inquire casually. "Nothing!" The two boys say in unison. "Its a secret," Jisung announces making you want to know even more.

"Tell meeeeeee" you whine trying to get it out of him. Jisung debates for a minute and finally comes up with an idea. "I'll tell you-" he pauses, still thinking carefully about what he says, "if you give me a kiss."

"Ew, Jisung, that was so gross!" Chenle screeched with his loud dolphin-like voice.

"It was a little greasy," you admit hoping that neither boy will notice your blush.

"Y/n's blushing!!"

"Shut up, Lele! No I am not!"

During lunch you sit in your usually seat with your friends. There were 8 of you total, it used to be 9 but Mark graduated and went to college. "What's for lunch today, y/n?" Jaemin asks before hopping in line to get his school served food. If you could call it food.

"Um, this might be fish, ＜(。_。)＞" you respond, pushing your tray away from yourself. That when you notice that Jisung brought his own lunch today. "Mmmm, Jisungie! What's in your lunchbox today?"

"Tell you what, y/n. I'll give you half of my pb&j in exchange-"

"If you say I have to kiss you, I will throw you out of the math window on the second floor!"

His face looks shocked, maybe even a little scared, but it is still coated in a shy blush. "Here." He hands you half his sandwich and his grapes. This caused a lot of commotion from the other boys, Chenle in particular. They were ooh-ing and ahhh-ing and jisung is love-ing. You knew it was just teasing but that didn't stop your heart from beating louder than the bass in Hyuck's car when he is feeling particularly emo that day. What an analogy. "So what're we doing tonight guys?" Jeno picks up from behind Jaemin, who stole the other half of Jisung's pb&j rather than risk the possible fish.

The rest of the boys have a mischievous look on their faces. "Let's watch a movie at y/n's house," Jaemin says cutely, trying to use his charm against you. "My mom doesn't really want me to have all of you over again, y'know after last time." Jaemin shoots you an apologetic look, "right, I forgot about that." "But y/n's older brother never will!" Hyuck chimes in, earning himself a smack to the back of his head from Renjun. "How bout Jisungie's? We haven't hung out there in a while," Renjun suggests.

Jisung was caught off guard since he was trying to negotiate his lunch back from Jaemin. "Ah, but Chenle's house is so much bigger and nicer and his TV-"

"Jisung's it is! See you all at 6!" And then the boys were gone, leaving you, Jisung, and Chenle to your lunch. You felt kind and gave Jisung half of the half he gave you. This action did not go unnoticed by Chenle.

You have a knack for never being late, but you're pretty sure you inherited that from your mother, who is NEVER late. This being said, you showed up like 30 mins early. Jisung opens his door revealing sweatpants that just so happened to match the ones you were wearing. "Jisung! Look we match. Cute!"

"Y/n ☆(❁‿❁)☆ you're early, as usual. Cmon in and help me get some snacks."

You and Jisung rummage his pantry for anything sweet or salty, or better yet: both. After collecting all the junk food in Jisung's house, you sat waiting for the rest of the group to arrive. "So, Jisung, are you gonna tell me what you and Chenle were discussing ever so secretly earlier?"

"You already know the price," he said cheekily, making a kissy face.

"Why won't you tell meeeeeeee? You're not supposed to keep secrets from your best friend ＼(◎o◎)／"

"I will tell you. I just- I can't tell you right now. But I will tell you, I promise."

"You swear you will?" He nodded. "Okay you are forgiven, but you better tell me, or I'll never help you avoid Jaemin again." This was the best threat you could think of for the time being. Jisung absolutely hates when Jaemin is clingy and loves him too much.

At 6pm on the dot you began to feel anxious. "Relax, y/n not everyone shows up exactly on time. They're probably just running late because they picked up snacks too," Jisung reassured you with a warm smile.

Just like that, there was a knock on the door. Chenle greeted you both by throwing a DVD at you and screaming "WATCH THIS!" before his phone began to ring. "Yes, mom. Okay. Are you sure? But I just got here. Yes, mom. I'll be right there. Love you too- it appears I actually can't stay."

"None of the others came either. Maybe we should just resche-" you started.

"No!- you two can enjoy the movie. Don't be bummed out by the rest of us flakes. Enjoy your movie night." With that last remark he smirked at Jisung and added a wink. It was starting to feel like a setup.

"We don't have to watch this movie if you'd prefer something else," you offered, holding up the horror film.

"Why? Are you scared?" Jisung taunted.

Your hand was literally shaking just holding up the DVD and the boy has the nerve- the disrespect! "Jisung, you don't like horror movies either you baby. Don't come at me when you can't hold your own," you huff, face turning slightly red from embarrassment.

"Fine. Let's watch it then. But I won't be scared. I'm practically the man of this household. Don't be too frightened, little y/n, your big strong Jisung will protect you."

You punched his arm, "alright then, since you're not at all scared, let's just watch it. We'll see who's scared then, brave boy."

It was just like in the movies when the popcorn goes flying at the jump scare. There were snacks all over the living room by this point. You and Jisung were under one (1) blanket that was held tightly over both of your heads whenever a scary scene came on. Without realizing it you both grabbed onto each other. Jisung was shaking, so much for not being afraid. You could feel his heart beat increasing by the second, anticipating the next jump. His face was very close to yours. You could barely think about anything else because of his close proximity. Then, he flinched, and so did you. This movie was more frightening then you thought it would be. Why did you agree to this?

You jump again, latching onto Jisung even harder. Without noticing it, you both screamed. Like full on shrieked at the top of your lungs. You were still holding onto each other for dear life as you just looked at one another, still screaming. You both quieted down, not breaking eye contact. His face was so close you could feel his breath on your cheek. He was breathing pretty heavily, but so were you. You don't know what came over you, but you spotted the little mole just outside of his bottom lip and kissed it, resulting in you actually kissing his lips.

If Jisung was frightened before, now he was terrified. He never expected you to really kiss him. Sure he wanted you to, but never in a million years did he think it would happen. Again, you were caught staring at one another, motionless as the movie ended outside the blanket. He began to remove the blanket from covering you both, peaking out to double check that the film was in fact over and there was no more scary movie. "Jisung, I'm too scared to go home alone and you know my brother won't pick me up-"

"I have an extra sleeping bag in my closet. I'll be right ba- actually, you should come with me. I don't want to go by mysel- I mean, I wouldn't want you to be left here alone when you're so afraid."

"Nice save."

"Thanks."

"So are you gonna tell me the secret now," your face lit up when you remembered your conversation earlier.

"What do you mean? I told you I would tell you later."

"Park Jisung! You said your price was a kiss and I delivered so tell me or I swear I will make you watch every horror movie ever made!"

Now, there aren't words to describe Jisung's level of fear. "Okay okay. I'll tell you... but you have to kiss me first."

"What? I already-"

"You didn't do it meaningfully enough so you have to do it again. That's the price, I don't make the rules."

"You do, but okay." You leaned in to press your lips to the boy's for the second time. It was softer than the first. Probably because he was ready this time, and you weren't scared out of your pants.

"Hmmm. No that wasn't quite right either. Try again."

"Park Jisung! Don't make me tell Mark!"

"Okay fine! Just don't tell Mark on me. What I was telling Chenle was..."

"Go on."

"I really like you, y/n!"

"Oh thank goodness. Because it would be weird if you didn't and we just kissed like that just cuz."

"Wait what does that mean?"

"I like you too dummy."

"Do you like me enough to kiss me again? But you were seriously just joking about telling Mark, right?"

"No. I'm telling."

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descendantofthesparrow · 5 years

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Part of Your World- Harry Hook x Reader – part 8

a rewrite of @bluediamondsevie x reader that they wrote for me

summary: a who doesn’t love the Disney World, well, (y/n) especially loves descendants, and one day, as she dances in her kitchen getting ready to head out. 17-year-old (y/n) becomes part of that world, now a certain blue-eyed pirate meets the girl from a world where he is a fictional character and he has an actor named Thomas Doherty.

Key:

h/c- hair color

e/c- eye color

h/l- hair length

s/c- skin color

y/n- your name

your stuff

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You awoke to harry curled up next to you, face buried in your shoulder, arms around your waist, and legs tangled. You pulled slightly back and mentally made a ‘daww’ sound, Harry was so cute asleep!!! From his messy bed head to his curled up shoulders.

You smiled and untangled yourself from him and grabbed your clothes and rushed into the bathroom, fifteen minutes later you emerged fresh-faced and fully geared.

You walked to the door, but glanced back at Harrys sleeping face, biting your lip you walked back to the bed and shyly kissed his forehead. Blushing furiously you rushed out the room, not seeing Harry flop onto his back, face crimson and hands covering his face. He groaned out in frustration.

“I am’ so doomed”

You walked into the chip shop and deposited your sword into the check and made your way to the long table, walking around sitting in between gil and Desiree, Uma came out from the back and tossed a tray in front of you. You immediately devouring it, you were starving after the events of yesterday.

“(y/n)” Uma called you, you hummed and held up a finger, telling her to wait a moment. You swallowed your fish sticks and looked over at her.

“yeah, Uma?”

“I need you to go on Harry's pay route, I always have one of the other crew members go when…you know what happens”

“kay, I’ll be back soon”

You stuffed the rest of the fries in your mouth and retrieved your sword setting on Harrys Wednesday pay route. As you enter the market place, you noticed all the isle people staring at you with worry, fear, and awe. And every step you took, people jumped out of your way, not wanting for you to chop off their limbs, raising an eyebrow you looked around, all the adults, they were afraid of you!

You twisted around and saw gonzo making a deal with a market dealer, trying to get the fresher apples, you strutted over to him and the dealer paled and pushed the apples into gonzos arms, hurriedly backing away and looking at his apples.

You and gonzo glanced and each other and shrugged. Both of you walked down the alleys, you stopping to grab money for the route. As you saw more and more people staring at you in fear, you asked gonzo a question.

“yo Gonzo, why is everyone looking at me like that?” he chuckled and tossed you an apple, you caught it and bit into it, the chip shops food not doing enough to fill your stomach.

“Captain Hooks cabin boy just spread the word that the (h/c) girl with a crimson jacket in Uma’s crew dismembered his captain, as you are the newest member, people have assumed and you’re officially the most badass girl on the Isle.”

“why would they say that?”

“girl, you took down captain hook, one of the most feared villains on the Isle, you deserve that title” you made an ‘oh’ sound and nodded, continuing the pay route with Gonzo trailing behind you.

“though people are saying you should take Uma’s place” you made a face at the suggestion, you would never do that, you respected Uma to much to take her place, besides she was much scarier than you were.

“uh, no. not happening, Uma is way more suited for leadership, also! She's a fucking sea demigoddess! I not going to try to challenge her, shed fucking kick my ass!”

“pfft, good point! Haha! …wait Uma’s a demigod?!”

You stopped in your tracks, staring at gonzo as if he grew two heads, but he kept staring at you with a confused face, you realized that even Uma probably didn’t know she was the granddaughter of position.

“By Odin's beard, yall know nothing!” you threw your hands in the air and walked away, gonzo cackling all the while,

“by Odin's beard? When did you start saying that?”

“shut up it’s a thing I picked up from Harry! He's Scottish remember”

Gonzo snickered and waved you off, heading in the other direction. You pouted and looked around, you made it to the last destination on your route, curl up and dye.

You smiled, today was Dizzy’s shift, well at least her hairstyle shifts, this was gonna be easy.

“Hey, Dizzy!” you smiled at the hyper 13-year-old, she squealed at the sight of you and almost knocked you over with her tackle hug

“hi (y/n)! did you come for a haircut?!”

“Sorry sweetie, but something happened and I have to do Harry's route, you know the drill.”

“ *sigh* I know, but at least your nicer about it, Harrys…mean” you giggle with the girl, yeah that’s Harry to a T, at least to most people.

“he can be”

Dizzy fished out the money from the cash register and handed it over to you, you took about 70% of it and handed the rest back to dizzy, she giggled and placed it back in the cash register.

“you wanna know something?”

“Ohh gossip, do tell”

“Harry always stares at you when you're not looking! I think he has a crush on you~!” your face flushed pink, Harry? Having a crush on you? Not possible.

“im having a hard time believing that diz”

“whatever you say~ he loves you~!”

“keep telling your self that, I gotta go, stay safe!” you ruffled the girl's hair and turned to exit the salon, hearing dizzy’s teasing behind you

“Harry and (y/n) sitting in a tree K-I-S-S-I-“

Her voice faded into background noise, you sighed sadly, you wished Harry was crushing on you, but…he liked Uma, a demigod, daughter of Ursula, he would rather her over you, a human girl, daughter of (mother/father) and (mother/father), just a boring human girl with no exiting back story.

‘if only Dizzy, if only’

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You re-entered the chip shop, heading over to Uma and giving her the money, she nodded and pocketed it.

“nice job (y/n), did you enjoy your walk around?” you shrugged and scratched the back of your head.

“I guess, people literally jumped out of my way when I was doing the route”

“well consider-“

“I know I know, I amputated captain hook limbs, it makes sense why’d they do that” you and Uma laughed for a moment, before moving into a comfortable silence.

“(y/n)?” you hummed and softly smiled at her, she smiled back.

“thank you, I think people are going to be leaving both Harry and my crew alone from now on” you ginned and tugged on her arm, surprising her with a tight hug, she was stiff for a moment before melting into your warm and safe embrace.

“it was my honor Cap’n”

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You and Harry sat in the shared room, you sitting on the bed, Harry in the hammock, Harry glanced at you every few seconds, trying to gather courage.

“lass?” you hummed and looked up at him, he was twidling his fingers in nervousness.

“yeah harry?”

“could- could I sleep in the bed with ye again? I don’t feel…” you mentally cursed Hook and gave a reassuring smile to harry

“I know, and sure, I don’t mind” Harry grinned at you, and you both sat in silence for about 30 mins, and you walked into the bathroom to change, but when you came out, you saw scars rippling across Harrys back, your breath hitched, Harry turned to you, fear and shame forming on his face. He back away from you.

“(y/n)! yer weren’t supposed to see-“ you rushed forward and crashed into Harry's chest, burning hot tears streaming down your face

“what are ye-“ you hugged him tight and spoke in a broken voice

“I will never let this happen again, to you or anybody else” your voice cracked with emotion, making Harry realize something, his own tears came, and you both sunk to the floor and sat in eachothers embrace

“…thank ye (y/n)”

‘fuck I’m definitely in love’

--end of part 8--

Comment or message me for part 9

taglist:

@namelesslosers

and imma tag @crazybutconfidentaf because you seem to love the fic :p

#Descendents #descendants #disney descendants #harryhook #harry hook #harry hook x reader #harry hook imagine #harry hook descendants #uma daughter of ursula #dizzy tremaine

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sylvinargentina · 5 years

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Iguazu Falls - Argentina and Brazil

Amanda and I woke up early this morning (6:45a Amanda’s favorite) to get a jump start on the park since we had 2 more circuits to do. Had breakfast 7-7:45 and walked into the park from the hotel. Passing signs saying park open 8-6 leave hotel property at your own risk outside of those times, since it was a few min early they hadn’t removed the signs yet.

We did the upper loop first since we heard the first train to the second loop doesn’t leave until 8:45 from the station, thinking we’d catch the 2nd one (one train every 30 min).

The upper loop circuit is a one way loop and we were the first in with only one couple from the hotel a little ways behind us. Empty!!! The perks of staying in the park. On this route we were on top of the waterfalls we saw last night. And we saw a different animal - coatimundis (some kind of raccoon according to Google) - see picture.

Once we finished this route we headed to the train station for the next circuit. We were told we had to get a ticket before getting on the train. The ticket guy said the next train available was 10:10... more than an hour away... even though the next actual train was at 9:10 and there was a train every 30. The whole round trip was supposed to be an hour and a half including the walk to the falls and train both ways... that would be cutting it close to our 12:30 checkout and taxi. But what could we do, they at least said we could take any train back and they were every 15 min. So we took the 10:10 ticket. As the train arrived I saw a 5 person tour group who I knew was on the 9:40 train ask if there was room on the 9:10... so I rushed over with Amanda and asked if there were two more seats. We got on!!! We weren’t sitting together but we were on!

A nice slow little ride, we could have walked it too but it would have taken a lot longer. Because this was only the 2nd train of the day, the walk and falls had a small amount of people around us.

The Garganta Del Diablo (Devil’s throat) falls were incredible to see! Powerful and definitely sprayed us. As you can see with the splotches on the camera lense on my face in this picture. It was a lot of fun!

Once back to the train station we saw another ticket booth... knowing from before we asked and one guy said we needed a ticket... but the actual ticket guy said we didn’t. So we went to sit down on a bench on the train platform. A conductor came over for the train that just arrived and asked if we had tickets...ugh!!! When we said we were going to the middle train stop he also said we couldn’t take this train we had to take the next one anyway. We were very confused and I was getting a little frustrated. So I told Amanda to wait on the bench while I went back to the ticket boot. Still the ticket guy said I didn’t need a ticket. I insisted, instead he gave two to another couple going to the same place... then finally after insisting like 3 more times that we needed the same tickets he just gave the couple he finally gave me two tickets for the next train. Phew... but annoying!

Because Amanda was sitting on the platform I got through the ropes they had put up for the other passengers and sat with her. So we got on the train first, got seats together, and got back to our hotel about 25 min later.

We had about an hour+- before our Taxi. So Amanda chilled in the room and I hung out at the pool . Then we finished packing and our taxi arrived to take us to the Brazil side. Sadly, no boat trip because they were all sold out and timing didn’t work out well. But means I have something to do next time.

They have two control points along the boarder one in the Argentina side and one on the Brazil side. The Argentina side was just like a normal toll booth. The taxi driver handed him a piece of paper with our information she wrote from our documents. Then the Brazil side we had to get out and go into a building. No line so we were quickly helped and quickly on our way to the hotel in Brazil.

Once at our hotel in Brazil we got situated in our room and headed out to lunch at a buffet a block away. It wasn’t a memorable meal but it was 2p after a 7am breakfast and walking so I was hungry!

After we went to the bus stop to catch the bus (2 blocks from the hotel). But we weren’t sure how to get tickets and after 15 min the bus hadn’t shown. So we decided to try Uber, since the guy at the hotel desk suggested it. But neither of us could use the app... it kept giving us errors... more reasons not to use it. So we got a taxi. The guy spoke some English but more Spanish so we figured out communicating somehow. When he dropped us off at the entrance to the Brazil side of the park and he said he’d come back at a time we asked for (4:45p because we thought the park closed at 5p) and said we could pay after for round trip. VERY TRUSTING! This gave us about an hour and a half (a little less) to do the 15+ min walk... or so I thought.

Once we bought tickets the park has double-decker (open top) buses to take you into the park. This drive not only was longer than I expected but it also had a few stops before the stop we wanted. So 30 min later we were finally at the start of the walk. Then the walk was also definitely longer than 15 min... ended up being about 40 min with us walking fast... :P

Still the sights on this side of Devil’s Throat were incredible too. Definitely more water on this side and the walkway that went across the cliff top gave great views and rainbows! (see pictures below, rainbow is in the third picture with the elevator)

We caught the elevator up (mostly saved for those with disabilities, see pic) to save ourselves time - there was no line or we wouldn’t have asked. We caught a bus perfect timing and ended up being only 10 min late to meet the taxi.

Got back to the hotel and had about 2.5 hours before going to see a dinner show. So Amanda hung out in the room and I went to the small pool to cool off. It started to sprinkle but luckily I was under an umbrella and already wet from swimming. Got ready back at the room before heading down to the hotel lobby to meet a car to the show at 8p. Of course right before leaving our room Amanda heard it pouring rain/thunder/lightning out so we luckily grabbed our jackets/umbrellas. This show was something I thought someone we met earlier in the trip suggested but it meant had no idea what to expect!

We arrived at a large hall with a lot of people and a lot of tables. People were clambering over buffet tables of food. It felt like a madhouse! For $84 for two of us we had a pretty good meal (good meat and pasta anyway) and an “interesting” show. It was, as Amanda put it, like somethings on fire and you can’t look away. Basically the show was showing 8 countries through dance... which as a concept is fun but it was definitely more about the costumes and flourish/flashy. Of the eight countries (seen in pic below) the music was picked based on country but not always played well and the dancing wasn’t always an original step vs just moving around and the costumes were definitely all over the top. I think the Tango (Argentina) part was the most interesting because they had 3 couples dispersed around the floor and dancing on a table, one couple was right next to us (picture). Overall, it definitely was a little over the top, but we had some laughs and at least had a meal.

Now back home and making sure we’re mostly packed as we head to Sao Paulo tomorrow... hopefully the forseen thunder storms won’t keep us from leaving...

#iguazú #iguazufalls #dinnershow #waterfalls #cataratas #rainbows #beautiful #argentina1

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jksfucker-remade · 6 years

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behind closed doors. (pt.1)

➳ coffeeshop and college au

pairing: taehyung x reader

genre: angst, fluff (not rly sure tbh)

warning: just curse words ;) and makeout sessions i guess?

word count: 1k

➤ summary: when you become more curious about a college mates personal life

➤ authors note: its been so long since i wrote dont bully me as im gonna go back to writing lovelies !!!

You walk into Min Cafe when you hear the bell ring at the top as you walk in. Immediately you see Taehyung who turned around to see you, you see continue to look at him as you made your way over to the register countertop. Before you do, you see that it’s 7:30am, class starts at 8:30am. Waiting in line, you catch up on social media and watch other people’s stories.

“NEXT!” You hear Taehyung yell in order to get your attention.

“The usual?” Taehyung says bluntly.

“Uh, yes please.” You say as you get your card out your bag.

“3 dollars and 4 cents.” He says as he takes the card you handed to him. He swipes your card, “It’s declining” He says with a straight face while he looks into your soul.

“What? It can’t be.”

“But, it is.” Taehyung said not giving any fucks.

“You know what, here’s 5 dollars. Keep the change.” You say as you gently handed him the bill with a smile.

“Ma’am, I’m not allowed to keep change!” Taehyung said hesitating.

“Look, just keep it. I hate carrying coins!” You said nicely.

He shrugged and went to make your coffee.

“THE 578 TRAIN IS ONE STATION AWAY” You hear as you suck the last bit of coffee from your straw. You walk over to the trash can to throw out your empty container and wait until the train comes.

“I really hate public transport.” You say to yourself as you check the time making sure you weren’t going to be late for class.

“THE 578 TRAIN IS NOW HERE. PLEASE STAND BEHIND YELLOW PLATFORM EDGE!” You look to your left to make sure the train is coming and you step back. You could hear the train tracks scraping against the ground metal so you make a face to yourself acting as if the sound would go away.

The door opens and you cautiously walk in. Searching for a seat, you gave up trying to find one. Once the train door closes, you rest against the sliding train doors even when it clearly says “DO NOT REST YOUR BACK ON THE DOORS!” and hold onto the nearest pole. Already the trains are slow as its rush hour, everyone is trying to get to either work or school

You finally get out of the train and go up the stairs to go on ground level. The walk to your college is about a minute or two depending on how slow you are actually walking.

sdefrg

You walk in late and see everyone sitting down. You look at the time and its almost 9am.

“Join us Y/N! Why were you late?” Your professor says while flashing a wide smile to you. You look up,

“Uh I actually overslept!” You nod and make your way to your sit, not too in the front, and not too in the back.

Almost dazing off 10 minutes into class, you hear the door open and immediately open your eyes from the sound.

“Taehyung! Why are you so late?” Your professor said coldly to Taehyung.

“Oh, actually I overslept.” He says with his eyes intense.

“Funny.. because that’s what Y/N over here said when she was late…”

You looked at him confused, you didn’t know why he lied about working or even used the same excuse as you.

“Just go over to your seat!” The professor says pissed.

Taehyung makes his way over to your seat, but only looking at you. You pull away from the contact once you feel how awkward it got. At this point, everyone is looking at you and Taehyung’s awkwardness. You look around confused. Taehyung chuckles and you swiftly turn to look at him. He coughs and makes a straight face once you even turned to his direction. At that instant, all you heard was silence.

“Okay, enough is enough. Back to what I was saying..” You easily zone out from your professor’s monotoned voice.

About 40 minutes later, class ends and it’s your lucky day since you only had once class today.

You pack up and suddenly your phone lights up,

“Y/N! Aren’t you going to leave? Stop smiling and texting your boyfriend.” Your professor tells you.

“Uh sorry. I was texting my sister…”

“Oh, is that so?”

You nod and throw your bag over your shoulder and walk out all excited.

You walk out and happily run to your train station.

You finally get out the station and run home. You unlock the door and see your sister looking into the fridge. You gave her a copy of your key in case something happens and she has done the same with her house.

“OMG!!!” Your sister yells as she runs over to hug you.

“JI HYUN !!!” You scream once she holds onto you.

You and Ji-Hyun find some time to sit down and update each other on how you guys are doing.

Once you guys laugh and cry at the same time. You both realize its already midnight by the time you guys finished talking.

“Before I went to talk to you, I was hungry…” Ji-Hyun says while looking down at her growling stomach

“Mm, uh since it’s midnight.. The only thing open now is Fast Food!”

“I’m good with that! If your down for it?” Ji-Hyun says shrugging.

“Yeah, let’s do it!”

You both get ready in oversized hoodies and sweats and head out. You close the door behind you,

“So, any crushes?” You say while you lock the door with your key.

Ji-Hyun smirks and grabs your arm royal style and walks with you.

“Actually, I admire this one guy.” Ji-Hyun says quietly.

You stop in your tracks, “WHAT?”

“YOU ASKED !!! I actually found him on social media haha!” Ji-Hyun says laughing.

You guys laugh and make your way to mcdonalds. Before you do, you see a huge tower that shows its 2am.

“Woah, I’m surprised we didn’t get kidnapped or mugged yet. Especially at this time of night.” Ji-Hyun says surprised.

“I mean, everyone literally knows everyone and our neighborhood isn’t sus… you know.” You say as Ji-Hyun nods in agreement.

You open the door to McDonalds, the moment you walk in your face drops…

#bts #taehyung #bts fanfic #fanfic #taehyungislife #angst #fluff #bangtanarmynet

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tk-observer · 5 years

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Scandinavia + Netherlands

It’s been two years since I wrote in here! Gasp!! There’s been one more trip to Japan in that time with Joanna too!

Anyway, before I get too caught up in that—this year’s trip!

Copenhagen!

WAS A BEAUTIFUL BIKING UTOPIA. I loved biking there so much! Even though it was cold and around like 6–10°C the entire time, the city was so flat and the bike lines so well thought out. We never got close to hitting anyone or in the way of anything. Even when we were confused, the bike lanes were made such that you couldn’t cross traffic and get in the way if you stayed in the lines.

We ate so many pastries. I also ate the world’s most beautiful chocolate croissant at Andersen & Maillard. Ugh, it was so beautiful. That cafe was so beautiful.

Lydia and I stayed in Nørrebro, the cutest little neighborhood. We also got to enjoy someone’s tiny apartment, which they shared with a kid?? We don’t know. We had two theories going:

1. They have a baby that comes to visit often, or 2. They’re moving out of the apartment.

Because the apartment was smaller than my studio, and they had maybe 1/3 of the things that I own. Just wow. Really makes you re-evaluate the amount of stuff you have…

Anyway, we biked around, visited Assisten’s Cemetery, which apparently is a place people go to hang out in during the summer. Half of it is public, with grave sites from like the 1800s or something like that, the other half is an active graveyard, where there are memorial services. We visited Hans Christian Anderson’s grave and Niels Bohr’s grave. Niels Bohr!!

Went to Nyhavn, visited the beauuuuuuuuuuutiful public library, went to the royal Danish museum which had a cool exhibit on what “modern” life is like in Denmark now with submissions that were voted on by the museum’s FB group. Also a surprise Pika Pika booth. Visited Christiania in the dark, the time when people are there to actually buy drugs instead of be tourists, Lydia biked with a flat for like four miles (two different bikes!). Food hall was amazing, went to a Zara home I think (dat Scandinavian design tho). Also walking around the Halloween themed Tivoli Gardens at night!! They had all these cute kiosks where people were selling their wares and glögg.

Also randomly while walking around Kastellet after visiting the Little Mermaid statue, we stumbled on a drum core practicing. Copenhagen is really beautiful, especially with all the fall leaves changing colors.

I think my favorite part has to be coming home and watching Pitbulls and Parolees on our AirBnB’s TV. That and Say Yes to the Dress which I surprisingly love to watch.

Amsterdam!

Was warmer! But there was a mix up at our Hotel Not Hotel which was a little annoying, but still kinda cool. It’s a very gimicky kind of hotel. Our room door was a bookcase. One thing I like nightmare dreamed about was a fire and then for the rest of the time I was worried that firemen wouldn’t be able to find our room if they needed to… Well, there was no fire.

The canals did make it difficult to navigate since the city was shaped in concentric rings. Also, when you were around the neighborhood that was known for selling weed, you would just smell it everywhere. I don’t smoke bc I am small and I don’t like the way it makes me feel, and I really don’t like the smell. @___@

We had dutch pancakes, ate a lot of pasta, discovered Yogurt Barn which was SO GOOD. Biked some more, but in Amsterdam it’s a bit more chaotic. The bike lanes are clearly marked, but that’s kind of it. They cross each other a lot more, so it’s easier to get startled. Also on the smaller streets along the canals, it’s not clear who has right of way, so a few times there was a car coming from my left or right where I did not know if they were going to stop or if I should stop or what.

Visited the cat boat!! Walked through the Bloemmarket, also went to this BEAUTIFUL, fancy restaurant called De Kas. It’s a greenhouse in the middle of a big park, so it’s just magical because you can see all the park around you outside. Also the food was so good. It’s a set course, but my favorite was the salad. They served it with a raw egg yolk, and I don’t know where that egg came from, but it is the best egg yolk I have ever had.

Museum of the canals was super cool! A great little museum executed really well, had tons of cute stop-motion animations to illustrate how the city was built (they put logs in the ground! Just tons of logs that they imported from Scandinavia), and this dollhouse which was my favorite. One of the rooms of the dollhouse you could look into was the room where the dollhouse was. So meta.

Anne Frank house, jeez man. I don’t think I’ve read the book, so I bought it, and I’m going slowly through it.

Moco museum, a modern gallery kinda deal. Lots of Bansky which eh, I’m never really into since I can’t shake the feeling that he’s kind of arrogant, but the Icy and Sot exhibit was so good. I bought their book even though it only goes up to 2016 and doesn’t have their environmental pieces, which I think are amazing.

Tea at the smallest house in Amsterdam! IT’S SO FUCKING CUTE. Also our host was a surprise historian! He taught us about the history of the house and was a great local host. He told us about how his family was like the fourth/fifth? people to own the home since it was built. Also a proper tea house since it seems that Scandinavia and Netherlands is really into coffee over tea.

Stockholm!

I think this is the point where we were kinda tired from going out all the time. Stockholm again was way colder and even the city bikes were taken in for the season. We took a lot of busses which were expensive (~$5 for a one-way ticket for 75 mins), but the central bus station. THE CENTRAL BUS STATION. Was so gorgeous. It looked kinda like ancient greek pottery.

Stockholm is gooooorgeous. It’s the in-between of the two cities to me. I think Amsterdam was old smashed with new, Copenhagen was mostly old, but Stockholm was like modern old. It didn’t have as many narrow buildings, and way more cobblestones streets and hills. I think biking there regularly would be more difficult. But also, Stockholm is a archipelago city, spread out over small islands. The water’s never far.

Fika everywhere! Unguarded coffee!

We ate Swedish meatballs, walked around the super cute neighborhoods Södermalm and Ostermalm (I think), visited the ABBA museum which was really fun, and the Vasa Museum, which has a 17th century ship preserved from the sea. Like they literally dragged the whole thing out of the ocean and restored it. It’s crazy.

It was also at this time that I discovered that season 2 of Castlevania came out so I ended up watching it with Lydia since she was interested despite all the gore and violence. Season 2 had much more plot going on, way more people, but the animation was kinda stilted. Since it had 8 episodes, it felt like they saved up all the budget for the fight scenes, which were still really good, but I like my dialogue scenes with more than just shots of people eyes. Also, plot was a bit more messy (poor Godbran!). Still, fun to watch! It was interesting to see more of Dracula’s perspective in this one since he was missing the entire first season. I’m really glad they didn’t skimp out on the background artists though. They were A+.

Went to IKEA on the free IKEA bus from central station, which was soooo much fun ahahha. Ate at the nice restaurant (more meatballs!) there and then just walked around. I don’t think we even bought anything, just had fun sitting on things and looking at all the cute children’s furniture and toys. It was so big. So, so big.

And then home!!

I’m so jetlagged rn. It’s like 2000 but it feels like 0200. Waiting on my last laundry load, and then I’m going to SLEEP

#2018 #copenhagen #amsterdam #stockholm

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Trouble

genre: alternate universe (fluff, some angst)

pairing: Reader x Chanyeol

wordcount: 11.5 k

warnings: none

summary: You're stuck alone in Florence during summer holiday. Enzo (the friendly neighbor) and 3 EXO members are forcing (?) themselves into your life. Also, there’s the pretty boy who eventually falls for you, but of course there are things (people?) that stand in your way. What could happen next? Can you make this summer fall out of the ordinary or are you just going to pity yourself with a Nutella jar and a good Netflix show?

A/N: So... i wrote this back in September last year. Back then, people didn’t really give me feedback on it so i just stopped writing the story. It was originally a series but now i just put everything in one huge one shot, because i didn’t want to make several posts for it. If this time people actually enjoy reading this fic, i will continue it :D

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It was raining hard. Mid-summer season had blessed you with a short storm, thunder and lightning surrounding your senses. You sighed as you stepped out of the university into the hot, humid wheather, unhappy about the day you had. A day that wasn't even over yet. You put your backpack over your head and started walking toward your apartment.

Why were you in school when in was the summer holiday? You signed up for a summer course just because you wanted to have something to do during holiday season. All your friends were in their home towns so you decided to stop with the mourning and do something about it. Your family wasn't really a healthy one and spending 2 months with them didn't sound that pleasant at all. So you were stuck here, in a rainy Florence in the middle of the summer. With nothing to do but a stupid course you already regretted signing into. One that was somewhat hard and it wasn't at all what you expected from a music summer course.

You didn't have that much to walk, so 15 minutes passed and you were now searching for your keys. Your wet long hair kept getting stuck to your face so angrily you threw your backpack down and tried to pull a ponytail out of the mess that your hair was now. When you bend down to keep the search going, your neighbor Enzo yelled, coming from the car he just parked 'Y/N I have keys, stop struggling!'

You smiled, he knew you well enough. Or maybe he just stood there, in his car, laughing at you for like 5 minutes. Either one were equally valid. He was a good friend, but nothing happened between you because you weren't his type. His gender type. He was a proud 23 y/o homosexual Italian searching for a boyfriend.

'Always a damsel in destress. Dear, you need to step out of your books and go out there to find your prince.'

'Nah, I'm fine with a Harry Potter novel and a huge bowl of Nutella in my lap. I don't need a boyfriend, less likely a prince.'

'You may say so, but I know you better.' He winked at you as you started to walk up the stairs. 'That's why I come with good news. Go dry yourself up, you'll get wet when you hear me out. Come visit me after.' He entered his apartment leaving you there.

This man and his happy spirit. You were so lucky to have a neighbor like him. So far from home, you were lonely at the beginning but he forcely stepped into your introverted space and that's how you became friends. He was a loud extrovert, but he always there for you. From sugar emergencies to study buddy when you were ill. Even though he was just watching movies while you were studying, you appreciated it. He was there for you, and so were you for him. But you weren't necessarily best friends, more like really friendly neighbors both away from home.

You entered your plain apartment, dried yourself and you were now ready for some gossip. You knocked on his door, and his brunette head came out from a side of the door, trying to hide his body. 'Wait a second, I'm naked.' Of course he was. You stood there laughing for 2 minutes until he decided to open up.

Both of you went into his kitchen, and sat down as he lighted up a cigarette.

'So listen to this. You know Sung Min, my best friend from college. His childhood friend is coming here for fun and entertainmen and he's also bringing some of his friends with him. Apparently they are all some huge stars back in Korea. He said there's like 8 or 9 of them in the group.' He started laughing. 'No no you won't have that many options, only 3 of them are coming here.'

'Hmmm, interesting.' You said whispering, more to yourself. 'But how am I involved in any of this?'

'My friend said that they wanted to taste the real Italy so they decided to stay somewhere humble in the city not at some fancy hotel. So of course I offered, since I have a spare room. There's one of them going to live right here, under your nose! Here's your chance, I'm telling you. This is exactly what you need.' He said, strongly pointing his finger in the table to make his statement more important. You were looking at him with your eyes wide opened.

'What are you talking about? I don't even know them and I can already hear you planing my wedding in your head ! Stop' you shook your head in disagreement. Hell no. You were fine with your chill life. Even though it was way too chill without your friends around.

'Okay but listen to this now. They're coming here tonight! So I said I'll take them out to eat some real Italian food and then we'll go clubbing.' You were done with his shit. 'I know I know you don't like clubbing . That's why I told them we are going to eat first. There's when you come in.' He said looking at you with his blue eyes.

'I'm leaving.' You said getting up. 'I have a new Netflix series to catch on so if you need me for any of your normal desires you know where to find me.'

'Be ready at 7. And wear something cute!' He said shouting as you shut his door.

Did he really think you'd say yes? You already had a shitty day, you didn't need his drama. It was merely 3pm but it was still raining so the sky was darker than usual. After you ate the lasagna leftovers from your order of last night, you started to think what tv series to watch. When you finished your mental debate between '13 reasons why' and 'famous in love', you said out loud '13 reasons why it is'.

You decided to take your laptop on the balcony to hear the rain as background music, leaving the door wide opened for some fresh air to enter the living room. You sat in the rocking chair with your laptop on the little table next to it and started your marathon.

A loud knocking woke you up. Apparently you had fallen asleep there, rocking your chair. You let own a yawn and went to open the door. Lorenzo's talking woke you up for good. 'Why aren't you ready?? I have a good looking young man downstairs waiting for you!' Was it 7 already? Ah, is not like you planned on going anyway.

'I'm not coming.'

'Why not? Come on, it'll be fun.'

'I just-'

He cut you off, 'No more. You owe me one.' He said shaking his finger in front of you.

Your face fell and your mouth opened so wide it almost touched the ground. 'What?'

'You owe me one for when I got you out of that date with the ugly dude. I pretended to be your boyfriend. You accidentally saw me, came to me in the middle of the street and shouted <no it's not what it looks like>. I played your game and you'll play mine. Wear the most shocking dress you have baby, because we're also going clubbing tonight.' He winked at your frozen expression. 'We'll be in the living room, you don't have to knock.' He said and left.

After you washed the shook away from your face, you put on a slight make-up. It wasn't exactly your thing to wear make-up but you did owe him one. The boy he mentioned was a nerd, just like you. He wasn't ugly, not for you at least. The date was going fine until he started talking about his ex, clearly he wasn't over her yet. You tried your hardest to help and to pay attention but he just kept going. You knew the entire relationship history as he talked non-stop for an entire hour. When you saw Enzo on the street you acted instantly, just wanted out of your date. You didn't keep in touch with the dude, of course. You hoped he was over his ex-lover and forgot about you as well.

You tried on your little black dress, the resistance piece from your wardrobe. You analyzed yourself in the mirror and you were content with yourself. Your long hair was down on your shoulders as the dress you wore had an empty back. You turned around a bit and you saw all your curves were accentuated. It wasn't indecent, only half of your back was left for seen. The dress covered just enough of your legs, to let the red stilettos attract all the attention. You picked up your bag from the bed and locked the door ready to give your best. The game was on.

You opened his door and went inside. You took a deep breath to calm yourself down and you opened the other door to the living room. There he was, the Asian guy. He was really tall, even taller than Enzo. Your neighbor came fast to give you a short hug and he then introduced you to this man who was staring at you from head to feet.

'Y/N, Chanyeol. Chanyeol, Y/N' he said, waiting for you to shake hands. Instead, Chanyeol got up and kissed the back of your hand, looking at you with sharp eyes.

'Pleasure to meet you, Y/N' he said, staring straight into your eyes.

'Well now, it's time to go. Didn't you say your other friends are waiting for us in the old center?' Enzo said, his energetic side showing up as he speed talked to Chanyeol.

'They said something about an old bridge?' He asked, looking at both of you being confused about the location.

'I know the area but we should still call a cab though. It's quite far away, so we can't walk there.' You said, and started to search for your phone to call in a taxi.

Enzo was sitting in the front seat of the cab, leaving you and Chanyeol to stay behind. You didn't really get to talk to him yet, but hell, how much you wanted to. There was something different about him. You could see he was famous from his posture. Even in this small cab he was staying with his back straight, and had an dominant vibe coming out of his facial expressions. He was looking at the buildings you surpassed, clearly the Florence flavour was catching his eye. In the meantime, you were admiring him. His curly dark brown hair contrasted hard with his white t-shirt, and the dark blue jeans were followed down by a pair of white converse. He didn't strike as a insanely rich idol man, but his Rolex gave him away. That thing alone was more expensive than your rent, food and money for 3 months.

You opened your mouth to talk to Chanyeol but Enzo's words interrupted you before you even got the chance to ask anything. He said that you had arrived at your destination. The three of you started walking towards Sung Min, Enzo's best friends and 2 other men, who were waving at Chanyeol from the other side of the road. As you crossed the street you were welcomed by a warm 'hello' from Sung Min and from the strangers.

'Hey, Sehun, what's with that face again? What's up?'

So the tall guy with a sad expression was Sehun. He didn't seem that happy to be here.

'You were 30 minutes late and I'm starving, can we just go?' He then saw you standing behind Enzo and looked at you like Chanyeol did when you met him. 'Ah sorry, where are my manners. I'm Oh Sehun, and this is Kim Jongin' He said, introducing his friend as well. You shook hands with both of them.

'Sorry we were late' I didn't want to come. 'It was my fault, I wasn't ready.'

'It's okay' Jongin said speaking for his friend. 'Excuse Sehun, he has a thing for food.' You smiled at him.

Sung Min was talking to Enzo about the place you were going to eat at, discussing-fighting about which route to take.

'I know a short line, i can walk us over there in not time.' You said with confidence. All those days you spent wandering the streets in your first year of uni were paying you pack now.

'Sure, just go up front and we'll all follow you.' Enzo showed you his famous smirk.

'Hahaha' You said faking your laughter, starting walking in the right direction. Sehun and Chanyeol came next to you and the rest of the boys stayed behind as all of you didn't fit in the small sidewalk. You thought about some conversation starters that weren't cringe worthy, but Chanyeol saved you before your social awkwardness appeared.

'I really love Florence from what i've seen by now. It's all really fascinating. Are you from here?'

'No actually I'm from Bari.' He had no idea where that was. 'It's in the South of Italy, right next to the Adriatic Sea'.

'Ah, how did you end up here then?'

'I've been in love with this city ever since i was little and i wanted to leave my hometown'

'I can understand why, it's magical here. It makes me feel like i'm in a movie or something'

Sehun's stomach growl made you turn to your left to look at him. You felt so bad you were late, the poor guy was starving.

'We're almost there' You said, trying to stop looking at his red cheeks. He was tall and beautiful. Actually, he looked like a model. He was wearing a black T-Shirt with a V neck, a black pair of ripped jeans and black shoes. He was dressed all black, including his hair colour.

Sehun spoke now, 'I'm sorry.' He was talking about his stomach. 'Tell us more about the city until we get there. I'm interested to learn more about it. What places we should visit to feel like we're residents here?'

'Maybe i can be your guide sometimes this week, i'll hapily be the one who shows you around. There are many places you should visit, but first you should still start with the main attractions like Galleria Uffizi, Santa Maria Novella, the Medici Palace. You don't want to miss those.'

He looked at you with a puzzled phase, 'I think it's better if you just help us out. I'm already feeling a little bit lost' He let out a small laugh, 'I really don't want to leave anything unseen before we leave and i'm sure Jongin feels the same.'

'So do i!' Chanyeol entered the conversation again.

'We're here' You said, happy that Sehun would get to eat soon.

All of you stopped to wait for the other 3 boys, as they were a little behind you. Enzo came and entered first, as you had a reservation.

You sat in the private area, away from the crowd that usually frequented this place. Enzo was offering advice to the foreign visitors about what food they should order, his culinary taste was indeed amazing. The restaurant was big, and everything was made out of wood. The lights were dimmed to create a romantic atmosphere. Your table was rectangular and it had 3 seats on each of the longer sides, leaving the shorter ends unoccupied. You, Enzo and Sung Min were on one side, the other 3 boys oppositely to each of you.

'So Y/N, what are you planning to eat?' Chanyeol said, looking at you from across the table.

'I think i'll go with tagliatelle bolognese, i really love ragu'

'Hmm' he hummed, still looking at the menu undecided.

When the waitress came to pick up the order, all of you ordered something different. Chanyeol was still looking at the menu and his turn came. He closed it angrily saying 'I'll just have what Y/N is having.'

Okay, that was awkward.

'So, where do you want to go after?' You asked Enzo and Sung Min.

'We should try that rooftop party from The Bronze, I heard it's going to be sick' Sung Min said, and Enzo nodded aggressively.

'That's the place.' Enzo was surely looking for action tonight.

'So, Enzo, where did you learn so much about the Italian culinary culture? You surely knew what you were talking about earlier.' Jonging said, looking at Enzo with glowing eyes.

'Erm' Enzo was getting a little bit shy and tried to push the feeling away by running his fingers through his hair. ' I was the main chef on a 6 month cruise. I mean, I started as helping assistant but they saw my potential and I was promoted in like 2 months as the chef.'

'Nice man, congrats. It's not something little for you to actually get to be a chef. Our friend from back home, Kyungsoo, is trying his hardest for quite some time now but he never got the chance to go this big' Jongin said looking at Enzo with carefully. Like he was searching for something in his eyes.

'Yeah, he started off by cooking for us. He used to cook so bad, not even God knows what he did put in there' Sehun laughed and continued, 'But we all ate it so he won't give up.'

'What a kind gesture.' You said.

The boys drinks arrived. All of them ordered wine, only you and Chanyeol had water standing in front of you.

'You don't drink?' He said, looking at you with amusement in his eyes.

'Not usually. You?'

'Me neither.' He smiled at you, little wrinkles appearing on his face as he did a weird thing with his nose.

After a little more chatting, your food had arrived. It all looked incredible and it's smell was like heaven to your nose. Hmmmm... Italian food was your favourite. You wouldn't trade it for anything. You started eating in silence, enjoying the dinner.

The summer breeze hit you hard in the face as you stood at the edge of the rooftop looking at the beautiful city in front of you. You had a non-alcoholic cocktail in your hand and a happy Sehun next to you, who was trying to convince you to taste his cocktail. He just had his first Aperol Spritz and was completely over his head by how good it was.

'Come on Y/N, just try it'

'I've told you like 100 times, I don't like alcohol. And anyway, I've tried it before' You didn't like alcohol anymore, you remembered your crazy sophomore year, you definitely tasted every alcohol off the market.

'Then let's dance for a while?' he tried to flirt with you again. He did it ever since you arrived at the party. How many drinks had he had?

'This dance is mine' Chanyeol said, answering Sehun's invitation as he put his hands on your hips from behind you and pulled you away from Sehun into the dance floor.

'Why do you have to be so possessive? I'm not an object you know.' You tried to tell him but the music was louder now that you were on the dance floor, so your words were left unheard. The DJ was playing your song though, so you didn't mind dancing. You sang along with Alan Walker's remix of Issues by Julia Michaels moving your hips to the beat.

Chanyeol was into the song as well, but his hands weren't touching you anymore. You craved his touch for an unknown reason, so you tried to get closer to him. He had been showing you a mysterious side ever since you left the restaurant, and he mostly talked to you with monosyllabic words. You had no idea why you wanted him to touch you right now, maybe it was the song?

Coldplay's 'Hymn for the weekend' was now playing. You tried to tell Chanyeol that it was your favourite band, but he didn't hear you. He saw you struggling to be heard so he suddenly pulled you inbetween his arms, to his torso. Now you were being pressed into his well worked body, his hands were on your low back, where the material still covered your skin. You noticed he knew the lyrics as well, so you got the courage to lean closer to his ear and you said loudly 'this is my favourite band'. He responded with 'mine too' and smiled at you in return.

You just stood there singing the lyrics to each other with a wide smile on both of your faces, but there was something bugging you deep inside. His hands were still on your back, your bodies were leaning into each other with the music rhythm falling through your veins and for everything to get worse, you felt his eyes undressing you.

Abort mission, trouble is about to appear. This isn’t a game anymore.

'Hey, do you want to go somewhere else for a chat?' Chanyeol told you when the DJ played a different song in the boxes.

'Yeah' you nodded, 'Follow me' you took his hand in yours and guided him to the private balcony of the club.

Luckly, you knew this club well as you used to frequent it in your early crazy days. You used to come here with your friends to have fun, but now everything was different.

You felt so good holding his hand, it was sending shocks through your body and you felt electrocuted by his touch. Something about him was so magnetic, you felt like you wanted to get to know him better. Or maybe you just wanted him to touch you a little bit more.

He looked amazed at the city as you faced an incredible view now that you were in the opposite side of the building than you were before. The old buildings were illuminated by the street lights, making the view look like it was cut out of an old painting. It was more silent here, but you could still hear the loud music in the far background. The balcony was big, with small lights on the ground and many colourful chairs around. Little unlit candles sat on the edge of the balcony, waiting for someone to light them up for a romantic atmosphere. The rain stopped a long time ago so you were now left with a starry night sky. You looked up at the full moon, enjoying the summer breeze that hit your back, it made you shiver a little as your back was mostly naked.

The place was empty, it was only you and Chanyeol. The silence felt so comfortable you didn't really want to break it, and apparently neither did him. Still holding your hand, he led you to the farest chairs that were next to the edge of the balcony. He really was in love with Florence, even though he saw just a little of it. You smiled as you enjoyed the fact that he felt good in your most beloved environment.

He let go of your hand as he pulled the chairs closer to the edge, so that you could look better at the city. Both of you sat down, waiting for the other one to say something. You turned to your left to look at him. He was so beautiful and his brown eyes were shining deeply as the lights made them seem brighter. He felt your gaze and turned around as well, a strand of hair getting in his sight as he moved so quickly. Before you knew it, your hand went straight to his face to get the rebel hair out of his eye. You felt your cheeks turn to red because he was looking at you with wide eyes and a smirk on his face.

'You really enjoy touching me, don't you?' He said his smile getting bigger with each word he said. 'First it was the dancing, then you took me by the hand and now this' he said with an evil smirk on his face. Wasn't he the one who started this? You started to blush again.

'Maybe I do' you finally said, courage boiling now in your veins. This was just a game. You just had to go through tonight.

'What if I did this?' He said, placing his hand on your cheek, and then moving it on the back of your neck. 'Do you enjoy my hands on you as much as you like being the one touching me?' He then ran his fingertips on your naked back and you felt your muscles tense under his touch. All of a sudden you felt his other hand on your hip and you opened your eyes. When did you close your eyes? You couldn't really process his moves as he turned you around so that you could face him. Your legs were touching his, and his face was in front of yours. He came closer like a predator looking at his little lamb as he licked his lips. His eyes were darker now, as if another person had his hands all over you, not the Chanyeol you had dinner with earlier tonight. He was so close you could feel his deep breath on your lips. Only some centimeters were pulling you apart.

He was giving you a choice, you saw it in his eyes. You could either chose to kiss him and enter this new world, his world, letting yourself be free. Or you could stop now and leave, that way tomorrow would be the same as the day after it, and so on. You were tired of being so responsible, but did you really want to change?

You put your hands around his neck, forcing him to turn around as well and his legs were now on each side of yours. Your thoughts were a mess but deep down you knew the answer. It's not like someone will ever know, right? This could be your dirty little secret.

You wanted to kiss the hell out of this stranger, and so you did.

You felt his lips on yours softly at first, but then you let him devour you as you opened your mouth and let him discover you. His hands were all over your body, but he stayed away from any indecent parts. He was well mannered.

You were still kissing when a loud voice started shouting your name. You ignored it, totally dedicated to what you were currently doing. You couldn't care about anything else. Chanyeol though, stopped and looked in the direction of the voice. You moved your angered eyes as you saw the person was standing there.

It was Sehun.

He was drunk and had his right arm around a brunette girl, most likely drunk as well from the way she was staying on her high heels, supporting herself on his body.

'Hey! Come here!' Chanyeol yelled at them while waving, getting up to bring two more chairs next to yours.

What was he even doing here, how could he knew about this place? You looked harder and you recognized who the brunette girl was. Her name was Sara and she was from your university, you saw her earlier today at the music course. Fucking Sara ruined the only good thing that happened to you in weeks.

'Hey!' You finally said, getting up. You couldn't stay down because you were way too angry now.

'Y/N!' She said with excitement coming to hug you, something you didn't want. Let's just say, you didn't really like her and the feeling was mutual. At least when she was sober.

'Hey Sara.' You said with a flat voice, looking at the boys over her shoulder.

'I saw you coming here with a stranger and i was getting worried' She said and amazed you saw honesty in her drunken eyes.

'Erm, thanks but i'm fine'

'Sara, this is Chanyeol. Chanyeol, this is Sara' You made the introductions as Sehun seemed to be out of it staring blankly at the ground.

'Hey Sehun, are you alright?' You asked gently touching his shoulder.

'Yeah, i just have to sit down i can feel the Earth spinning'

'Wait here, i'll bring you some water ' You made him sit down on the chair closest to him. Chanyeol was looking at you but didn't say anything as you left the balcony and entered the hallway.

When you came back, Sara was gone. Hm, interesting. Sehun and Chanyeol were chatting about something in a different language you didn't understand. You totally forgot English wasn't their first language, as they were extremely fluent in it.

'Here, are you better?' He took a long sip of cold water, emptying half of the bottle in one sitting. He wasn't as pale as he were when you left .

'Yes, thank you. I'm sorry we interrupted you' he said moving his sight from you to Chanyeol and back. 'I met Sara and we danced for a while, but then she said something i didn't hear because of the music. The next minute we were here and i noticed you first Y/N.'

You sighed 'It's okay, Sehun'.

'So are guys... a think now?'

Chanyeol looked at you. You were the one supposed to answer? You waited for him to do it but he didn't and now an awkward silence fell over the three of you.

'Well this is awkward, I'll just leave. Sorry' Sehun stood up, turning his back to you and started to walk. He stopped and turned around.

'Erm, not to ruin this big time again but I have no idea how to get back'

You looked at Chanyeol and you both said at the same time 'I'll come with you'

Sehun looked at you confused and waited.

'Ah right' you said finally unfreezing. And started walking, Chanyeol following you from behind. He placed his hand on your lower back and you felt your body detense. You were good.

You were at the bar with another non-alcoholic cocktail in your hand. You were chatting with Chanyeol, who kept you company as your legs hurt too bad for dancing or even standing on your own feet. It was merely 2 or 3 am at the moment and people were still dancing on the dance floor which was in the far direction of your seats.

Sehun was talking to his old friend, Sung Min at the edge of the roof. As the night passed, you learned a few things about the boys. Sehun used to live next door to Sung Min back in Seoul, South Korea, but because of unfortunate choices Sung Min ended up moving to Italy with his family during his teenage years. Ever since, they kept in touch and remained really closed friends. They basically grew up together, and they decided to fight for their friendship. You admired them a lot. Usually Sung Min visited Sehun as he also missed the place he used to call home, his country had a special place in his heart and he really wanted to visit Seoul as often as he could.

Jongin was dancing with Enzo in the crowded area. That boy's moves were no joke. He was a specialist in ballet, jazz, and so many other types of dancing, you already forgot which. Right now, he looked like music flood his veins and danced like there was no tomorrow, regardless the song played by the Dj. It even looked like he knew the entire playlist, or so you thought, as you watched him hypnotized earlier tonight. You had a clear view of the 2 boys from where you were standing and you could see they were really into each other. Their moves were synchronized and you saw they even looked a bit like each other. Brown hair, bronzed skin, muscles, height, they were all the same, only the color of their eyes were different.

'You can't be serious!' You shouted at Chanyeol's statement.

'Yes I am!' He winked at you playfully. 'I hate memes!'

Your eyes popped wide opened again 'But-'

'All of them'

'Dude, you might have missed the best ones' You were getting serious, and you decided to pull your phone from the small bag you had with you and introduce this young man to some good memes.

'Now, here. I have one folder full of memes' you said with your phone in your hand touching the screen, and he came closer to you to look at it. Your shoulders were now touching, but you didn't have time to think about it as you had a urgent mission to accomplish. 'I have to find at least one that you like.' You said, with the bottom of your eye analyzing his expressions, you had to find out if he was smiling at any of them.

You started to move your finger again on the touchscreen trying your hardest to find the funniest one, and suddenly you froze. You accidentaly found one with a boy in the background and some mathematical proportions in front of him. The boy was staring at them with a horrified expression. More horrified than the boy in the picture, you looked at Chanyeol and than back at the meme, with your hands shaking.

'Wha- What is this? Is this me?' He said laughing out loud, taking the phone from your hand and zooming in. You haven't seen this man laughing so hard since you met him and it was a pleasant sound to hear. Except the fact that he was laughing at you. Chanyeol couldn't stop laughing and the entire scene was extremely addictive to watch.

'I can't believe you have a meme of me in your phone' he was laughing so hard his shoulders were shaking and he was hitting the bar with his palm.

You couldn't help but laugh as well after the shock disappeared. Below the picture it said 'You may not use your calculator on the reading proportion'. Your friend sent it to you when she felt attacked after the math exam she had. You had over 500 memes on your phone, what were the changes to meet one of them in real life?

You were both still laughing when Enzo appeared next to you and Jongin next to Chanyeol.

'What's happening? Are you having some sort of attack or?' Jongin asked lookin at you with disapproval, and Chanyeol just handed him your phone.

'She has a meme of me. I think I'll be forever haunted by my facial expressions that circulate the internet.' He stopped laughing, leaving a wide smile on his face instead.

'You can feel ashamed as much as you desire, I just met a living meme. It's like a dream come true. AND you laughed at one meme so now your statement is invalid' you were content, at least you got him to laugh at your meme.

Enzo looked at you with a weird face, he didn't understand your love for memes nor did he laugh at them. He turned at the bartender and asked for a drink, also ordering one for Jongin. He went over Chanyeol's side to give Jongin his drink and they looked at each other. You felt like you and Chanyeol were third wheeling.

'If you don't mind, I think I'll head home now. It's getting pretty late and I have an early course to attend tomorrow.' The energy you had evaporated and now, not only your legs felt tired.

'I'll come with you, it's too late to go alone. Besides, Enzo gave me a spare key' Chanyeol looked at Enzo for approval, and Enzo nodded at him.

'Sure. I explained everything you need to know, feel free to come and go whenever you want.' He continued, moving his eye sight at Jongin 'I want you guys to feel like home while you're here.'

'Well erm, I'll just go to say bye to Sehun and Sung Min' Chanyeol was getting awkward as well, 'I'll meet you at the entrance in like 5 minutes?' He shook hands with the boys waiting for your response.

'Sure, say bye from me as well and tell them I'm sorry I had to leave so soon' you couldn't find yourself walking all the way over there.

You just said goodbye to Chanyeol, who followed you until you were at your front door. You were now laying in your bed ready to get some sleep. You tossed and turned for half of hour, but your brain just wouldn't shut down. You kept thinking about Chanyeol. He was a really nice guy. Mysterious, but nice and well mannered.

You pulled your phone from under the pillow and started typing his name in the search bar. After you wrote 'chanyeol' your fingers stopped before pressing 'enter'. Did you really want to get to know him in this nasty way? Even so, the information may not even be real, so why bother? He was such a fascinating presence you wanted to know the real him. Quickly you blocked your phone and put it back at his place. You decided to not read anything about him online. You didn't want to get biased by his famous side or fandom stuff.

Anyway, you exchanged phone numbers as you promised you'd take him on a tour the next day after you finished the course. It'll be a perfect opportunity to accomplish your task. It was a simple task, you just wanted to talk to him and find out who he really was. It had to be simple, right?

The next morning you woke up late and you only had 15 minutes to get to Uni before the course started. It was something past 9am, and you were extremely tired, your legs still hurt from all the dancing you did last night. You quickly washed yourself up, hurried to put on some jeans and a plain black v-neck t-shirt, and then rushed over the closet again to get the black converse on your feet. You called in a cab in the middle of this mess and ran down the stairs like it was the end of the world coming after you, but a small sigh in relief left your mouth when you stepped in the cab. You'll be there in time.

Your phone started to vibrate like crazy so you searched for it in your backpack. Chanyeol's named popped up as he was the one texting you, several messages lit up the screen when you unblocked your phone. You smiled, remembering how it felt to have his lips on yours and his hands on your body. No, you shook your head, you're not going to catch any type of feelings. You just want to get to know him.

[09:52] Chanyeol 'Did someone die?' [09:53] Chanyeol 'You woke me up making all that noise in the staircase' [09:53] Chanyeol 'So thank you, next time try not to swear so loud and angry, your voice was echoed and you sounded like a monster' [09:54] Chanyeol 'Here's a good song to lighten up your day' [09:54] Chanyeol Coldplay - you're a sky full of stars [09:54] Chanyeol You're welcome.

You couldn't help but smile. You loved that song. You didn't really want to interpretate too much into things but was that some sort of 'remember about last night?' And now you new the lyrics would haunt your mind for the rest of the day. It was a really bright song, and you decided to search for your earphones to listen to it until you got to class.

[09:55] Y/N 'Thankyou, but I already know the song 🤣'

You wrote cheeky, waiting for his response. You wanted to challenge him.

[09:55] Chanyeol 'I assumed you knew it but you can still enjoy it 😉'

Haha, nice one.

[09:55] Y/N 'Thanks again, sorry I woke you up'

[09:56] Chanyeol 'No problem. Don't forget about the tour you owe me, consider it your redemption'

[09:57] Y/N 'Noted ☺️'

You blocked your phone, smiling at the thought of Chanyeol, and put it in your back pocket so you can continue to listen to the song. You looked outside the window just to notice that you arrived at your destination. Quickly paying the taxi driver, you opened the door and ran towards the imposing building. You didn't have to worry about bumping into other people as you were the only person in the hallway, it was summer holiday after all and everyone who came for the course was already in since it was about to start.

You saw the door to the amphitheater opened, and you entered the room. Slowly and silently you approached your usual sitting place in class, in the back of the huge classroom. After you pulled your notes out of the backpack you eyed that someone sitting in the front row was waving in your direction. Focusing, you looked at the person and you saw.

It was fucking Sara.

Since when did she care enough to actually pay attention to your existence? You waved back weirdly, and you saw her making some sort of hand signs, you and her and something about eating? What? You shook your head dissing her and started to write down the date, leaving behind the weird sign conversation she had with you. The course is about to start and you wanted to pay attention, maybe, just maybe, you'd get Chanyeol off your mind for a couple of hours.

When the course ended, you exited the building, excitement spreading through you. Today was better. It was sunny and hot, and you couldn't wait to see Chanyeol. The tiredness you felt this morning was gone and you were ready to enjoy a good day with him. You closed your eyes for a brief moment enjoying the sun and the heat, taking a deep breath in. Opening your backpack you looked for your phone to text Chanyeol. Smiling with your phone in your hand you started walking home when suddenly someone put their arm around your neck, walking right next to you.

'So, are you ready to get something to eat and talk about last night?' Sara said. It was fucking Sara.

You looked at her with a weird expression.

'What?'

'I told you this morning we should go and have lunch together, I thought you agreed' She said with a mischievous look in her eyes. You stopped walking, forcing her to stop as well.

'No, I didn't agree. I can't go, I already have plans today'

'You have plans with Chanyeol? What's going on between you two?' She said, with an amused phase. She intruded you now and you were getting pissed off.

'That's really none of your business, sorry to offend' you said, your defense mechanisms finally showing up. 'Now excuse me, I have to go' you said making a step but she blocked your way, moving in front of you.

'You didn't offend me sweetheart, but I wonder what his fans would think of you. He's really famous, you know.' So that's where she was going. Maybe that's why she was with Sehun last night, because she recognized him. What a bitch.

'Did you tell someone about last night?' You were getting frightened of her at the moment, she was a really mean person and you were scared of what she'd do with the information she had. Who knew what drunk Sehun confessed to her. You wanted all of them to have a great time here, not to be surrounded by fans that watch their every step.

'No I didn't. Yet. If you promise to tell me everything, I'll keep it to myself ' she said winking at you. 'I'll see you later then, considering the fact that you have plans.' She said walking backwards toward a group of girls that were waiting in front of the building. 'I really am a considerate person. That and I'm your new bff until that Kara girl comes in town. Call me' she said, blowing a kiss in the air in your direction. Ew.

You just stood here watching her leave, frozen in that spot for a few more minutes. You wondered what did you do to deserve this freaking drama, you hated unnecessary conflict with all your heart.

You wanted Chanyeol, but you also wanted to keep him safe and right now, you couldn't really do both. What were you supposed to do now? Walking home you kept thinking how to get rid of Sara's presence in your life, she was extremely unnecessary and only brought drama along.

A beautiful day was ahead of you and you wouldn't let Sara ruin it for you. She wasn't even here, right? How is she supposed to trust you'd tell her everything about Chanyeol? She thought you knew him more than you actually did? So many unanswered question were going though your mind. To stop them all, you pulled your phone and started typing a text message.

[14:35] Y/N 'Hey, I just left school. Are you still up for a walk?'

He answered faster than expected, your phone vibrated in your hand.

[14:36] Chanyeol 'Of course, come over and we'll go from here'

You smiled. Today is going to be great.

You just got home and you were currently in the middle of styling your hair. The perfect outfit waited perfectly ironed on your bed to make you look flawless for your date. Wait. It wasn't a date. You didn't say anything about it being a date. And neither did him. You hit your forehead with your palm.

'Fuck, I bet the other guys will be coming with us as well' you said out loud in frustration.

Well, you did promise them all a tour not just to Chanyeol. Now you felt sorry you didn't bring it up again last night. Well, I guess you had to re-think the tour now because you couldn't really take all of them to see the most romantic places around. It would be more than just awkward.

You finished your hair and your make-up, got dressed and left, closing the door behind you. A long, deep breath was all you needed to relax. Anxiety was overwhelming as you've been waiting to see Chanyeol ever since you said goodbye last night.

After you knocked on Enzo's door, a happy Jongin made his appearance opening the door widely for you to enter the apartment.

'Hey Jongin' you said with a little too less excitement. He was here so that meant he was coming as well.

'Hi!' He said smiling. Why was he in such a good mood? Ooooohhhh... then it hit you. He and Enzo stayed more last night than you and Chanyeol. 'How are you feeling?' He said while going in the kitchen where Enzo was smoking a cigarette. He sat right next to Enzo putting his arm around you neighbor's chair

'I'm okay, just a bit tired. How are you? Did you have fun last night?'

'Yes, I really love Florence. Maybe not as much as Chanyeol but I still do.' He said the last phrase looking at you with a sympathetic expression. 'I hope he's not bothering you too much. He can be a lot to take in when you first meet him'

With that being said, Enzo finally had enough and hit him in the shoulder.

'Don't believe that.' They knew something you didn't but you couldn't really figure out what. 'Anyway, I'm sorry you had to leave so early last night. We had so much fun I think we stayed there until it was 5 or 6 in the morning. The music only got better so we couldn't really leave. You know me.' He said, giving you his sexy wink and you laughed. Yes, you did know him. He couldn't resist the music, it was like he was captivated and couldn't get out. Almost like he read your mind, he said 'Yeah, he's like that as well'

'I'm glad you had a great time and that you enjoyed it so much' You said getting up to get yourself a glass of water. The thirst was too much for you too handle.

'Well well well, who do we have here' it was Chanyeol who just entered the kitchen and came over to the table to sit next to you. 'Hello little monster' he said smiling at you.

'Heyy' you said blushing after he placed a small kiss on your cheek greeting you.

He was now wearing a plain black t-shirt and a pair of ripped jeans. His curly hair was perfectly styled, and had a pair of round glasses on. He looked like a model, so tall and beautiful.

'Are you ready?' He said with excitement, desperately wanting to leave.

'Yes' you said glaring over at the other two boys who sat oppositely to you but they were in their own little world whispering something to each other.

Chanyeol got up, went to the fridge and grabbed two cold bottles of water. You stood up as well.

'Sorry to interrupt but aren't you guys coming as well?' You asked them.

'I promised Jongin we'll go a bit later since we're still quite tired'

'Ah, okay then!' You felt so happy. That meant you had Chanyeol all to yourself.

Chanyeol followed you silently and when you exited the building his excitement started to show up again.

'So, where are we going first? I can't wait to see everything' he said with a smile on his face while waving his hands at the buildings.

'Firstly I thought we could go for a walk in the old center, remember that bridge we saw last night. Afterwards we can go to have dinner in the Piazzale Michelangelo so you can enjoy the panoramic view. It's really spectaluar there, especially at sunset' you said as all your plans were torn apart so now you had to improvise.

'Honestly I can't really remember how that bridge looks like' he laughed 'since it was night when I saw it. I really don't know anything about Florence, never have I heard before that long name you just said'

'Then it's perfect, that way you'll be more amazed when you see everything' you smiled at him as he nodded. 'What's wrong?' His cute face was now shadowed by a frown and he fell deep into thought.

'It's just that I've never been in a new city without using my phone's GPS, we were almost always on schedule, even when I went on vacation with the guys' he let out a little laugh. 'It's a new sensation, to finally be free of everything and everyone.' You couldn't imagine what he truly meant, since he was a famous person you couldn't really comprehend what his life was like back home.

'I'm glad you feel so good here. This city has a way to make me feel more free as well. It's almost like time doesn't exist when you're wandering these streets' you pointed around the small street you were currently walking on, enjoying the sensation as well. Italian streets were full of history and it put you in a different state of mind as well, even though you were in fact a citizen.

'Honestly I don't even care if my phone is charged right now' he laughed 'and trust me that's a lot coming from me. Being here' he looked at you with glowing eyes 'is more than i hoped for from this vacation.'

You laughed at his statement 'don't tell me you're addicted to your phone as well?'

'The hell I'm not' he laughed back 'usually I'm always on my phone.'

'That means we have two things in common. Florence and phone addictions' you told him waiting for him to laugh again but when you looked at his face he was serious.

'Maybe not just those two things' he said not moving his eyes from the ground to meet yours.

You were close to the popular area now, the loud sounds were everywhere, people were talking, others were taking pictures and the energy hit you when you looked at this picture in front of you.

He pulled out his cap from his pocket and put it on, and you watched his moves with curiosity.

'For disguise. I don't want to be recognized, not when I'm feeling like this. I love my fans, I truly do, but right now I want to be just Chanyeol. For one day, I want to be a normal young man, discovering Florence and walking next to this beautiful young woman'

He managed to fit all his hair under the black cap, turned his phone off and hold your hand as you enetered the loud crowd.

You could swear he looked like a happy puppy, overly excited who kept getting amazed at the historical buildings. It was a hot day, both of you were exhausted from the heat but you didn't care. You had ice cream several times during the day and he fell in love over and over again with the Italian cuisine.

After a while, he had enough courage to kiss you on the lips right there in the middle of Florence. You were ever since, holding hands.

You even got lost a couple of times but he loved it. He wanted to discover everything, not just the popular places. The streets you wandered on were new even to you sometimes, since you've never been adventurous enough to enter them on your own. The walls surrounding some streets were so high, that some of them were hidden from the light, so he squeezed your hand from time to time to make sure you were okay.

You were now sitting on a bench, with your coffees next to you, looking at the fountain of Neptune. It was a well deserved break from all the walking you've been doing, even thought Chanyeol gave up and found you a taxi to get here.

You were talking about yourselves, opening up about your lives, your sorrows and your dreams.

'You know, sometimes I feel like no one really knows the real me. I'm surrounded by people almost all the time and I put this happy face on because of the image I created at the beginning, but no one wants to go deeper. It's like I'm the 'happy virus' and just that. I feel so suffocated by all of it. I'm forcing myself to be happy even when I'm not, but it's tearing me apart'

It broke your heart to hear him say that, yet you stayed silent, listening to all his dark thoughts he's been keeping inside for way too long. You wanted to help him but you didn't know what to do so you just stood there in his arms, holding his hand.

'Maybe this vacation is good for you after all, you can use it to get rid of these negative thoughts. You cand always be yourself when you're with me.' You looked him in the eyes when you said the last phrase. 'And you don't have to feel pressured to make people happy all the time. I'm sure they will all understand, even your fans. Especially them.'

He didn't answer, he just squeezed you closer to him.

'I can't thank you enough. For today. For everything. For being who you are'

After 5 hours, you were quite tired from all the walking and eventually you found yourselves sitting at a terrace in Piazzale Michelangelo enjoying the panoramic view. He was eating a huge pizza on his own while you chose to eat a piadina, your favourite.

You found out that you had much more in common, from comics to music. He was surprised to hear that you were studying music, even offered to come with you this week at one of the courses. Of course, when you told him that he wouldn't understand anything he felt offended, regardless the fact that you were talking about the language. He gave up, agreeing after a while, but you told him he should come over at your place to use your guitar if he felt like it. He didn't bring his since the other boys didn't let him, they insisted on the fact that they were here on vacation so they should spend more time outside.

Right now you weren't talking, and you loved the fact that with him silence was never overwhelming. It was in fact completely comfortable. Never in your life have you met someone with whom you felt so good to be yourself. You enjoyed this way too much, his presence was fitting yours too well.

'Give me your phone' he didn't even bother to ask anymore. You handed him the phone and he took a picture of you still enjoying your food.

'Heyyy. I thought you wanted to look over the pictures not capture me with my full mouth' you whined at him but he laughed.

'I want to capture everything. That and you looked beautiful. You know you're not supposed to moan when you're eating'

'But this is so good' you groaned again at the taste as you took another bite.

He laughed at you and shook his head.

'After all I've seen today, I'm more surprised by your love for food than anything else' he smiled at you.

'Wait until you see me eat Nutella then.'

'Is this an invitation?' He looked at you with a grin on his face.

'Don't be rude, I'm still eating' you jokingly punched him in the shoulder but he grabbed your wrist right after and intertwined his fingers with yours. He looked at you with a different gaze now and he patted your hand with his thumb.

'I don't want to be rude, but I just love joking with you. I don't think it's possible for someone to get pissed off so quickly from all these small things' he said taking a bite from the last piece of pizza.

'It's not like that' you whined again. Or was it? 'Okay maybe I am like that sometimes.'

'I think I start to know you, hm? Even better than yourself?' He grinned at you again and you couldn't help but smile this time.

'Let's not exaggerate. Anyway, it's mutual. So be careful'

'What are you going to do? Whine more or?'

'Stop being so funny, I might choke to death'

He didn't respond but he finished his food with smiling eyes. You liked how the crinkles around his eyes made him look. After you finished eating as well, you asked for the check. He insisted on paying but you were not okay with that, so after a long debate each of you payed for his own consummation.

'Come! Be quick!' He took you by your hand again as you got up and ran over to the stairs to see the panoramic view of Florence as the sun poured his warmth over the city. The sunset was here and the colors made everything seem like a dream. But this wasn't a dream. You were really here, taking photos of a smiling Chanyeol and laughing at his silly faces.

When the sun was almost down, you signaled him to sit down on the top of the stairs, where many people where already waiting for the sun to set. So you sat right there on the hot ground, with his arm around your shoulders and your head on his shoulder, holding hands and watched silently as the sun disappeared from the sky. You were surrounded by so many people yet the only sound you heard was his calm breath in your ear and his humming of Coldplay's song Everglow.

You were now almost home, both of you laughing out loud.

'I told you that was not the street!' You said between laughs.

'I told you not to tell me! Damn, I really thought I knew my way back here.'

'Your GPS is not working? Can't you see the Moon to guide you?' You laughed again, still amused by the fact that Chanyeol thought he knew his way back on his own.

You accidentaly entered a deadened streed and met a stranger who scared the shit out of him. He thought he was about to get beaten up by the man but actually he lived there and you trespassed his private garden so he calmly told you to leave. The man was indeed scary, with tattoos, piercings and had a muscular mass twice the size of Chanyeol's weight.

'Next time I'll know better. I have to learn this, I hate getting lost. My friend Baekhyun is the one who usually gets lost, I'm always the best one when it comes to spatial orientation' he smiled but there was sadness in his eyes, he missed his friend.

'Don't worry, I'll help you remember it next time'

As you approached the building he pulled his phone from his pocket, turning it on. Suddenly, his phone started to go crazy with notifications and his face went from red to pale in a matter of seconds.

He was frozen in place when you felt a cold hand getting a grip of your wrist, turning you around.

It was fucking Sara.

'What do you want?' You snapped.

She pulled you away from the frozen Chanyeol, hiding both of you into the shadows.

'Is that how you talk to your best friend?'

You looked at her with the most straight face you thought you had in you. How did she even knew where you lived?

'I just wanted to give you this phone' she handed you a burner phone 'my number is the only one saved so you can call me when you get upstairs'

'What? Why?'

'For updates' she simply said, and gave you her glorious evil smile. It made you shiver. 'I'll leave now, but don't forget to call me. I'll help you clean up the mess you made'

You stood there for a brief second after you put the phone in your bag. What the hell was she talking about?

Chanyeol was still in the same place you left him, but burried his phone in his pocket before you got to him. A fast emotion came and left his fast before you could tell which.

'Who was that?' He asked curiously.

Fuck.

'Just a colleague from university. She lives in this area and just came to say hi' he looked at you like he knew you lied. You couldn't really tell him, could you now? He couldn't read your expression so he just gave up without any more questions.

He opened the door without speaking and he took his cap off stuffing it in his pocket. When you arrived at your front door he looked at you with a strong phase. Something was wrong, you felt it.

He cupped your cheeks and pressed his forehead on yours, closing his eyes. You did the same but you couldn't understand anything. What was going on?

He pressed his lips on your nose and opened his eyes waiting for your agreement. You didn't say anything but pressed your lips on his closing the gap between you. He was holding onto you but as the kiss grew wilder, he stopped.

'I'm sorry' he whispered so silent you thought you had imagined it.

'What for?'

In response he just clenched his jaw, pulling you into a tight hug. His hands were on your back and hair, and you put yours around his neck. His breathing was deep and when he broke the hug, giving you another kiss, you felt it to your bones that something was incredibly wrong. It felt like a goodbye kiss.

'I will never forget today' he whispered again as he turned around to leave.

You were afraid to ask but the questions slipped before you could stop it.

'Will I see you tomorrow?'

It was echoed by the walls but there was no answer. When you heard his door being shut you felt your tears starting to find their way down on your cheeks, uncontrollable sobbing coming out from your mouth. You were so confused about what was going on, but you kept crying. It was too much. You finally found someone perfectly made for you and now what?

With trembling hands you emptied your bag, and found the phone Sara gave you. You tossed it in the trash and prepared yourself to go to sleep.

When you were all cleaned up and considerably more chill, you finally decided to check your phone. You sat on the bed with your phone in your hands checking all your favourite apps. But instead of the usual posts, it was full of pictures and articles.

'EXO's Park Chanyeol was found with a stranger walking the streets of Florence, Italy. Is she going to be his next victim?'

'Park Chanyeol and Italian girl spotted in the crowd of tourists.'

'EXO's Sehun, Jongin and Chanyeol vacation location was found, but who is this mysterious girl?'

Thankfully, whoever sent the picture blurred your face so you weren't recognizable, but how did this help you?

Comments were flooding in the bottom section. And each one of them was negative, full of hate. 'She doesn't deserve Chanyeol', 'it should've been me', 'I bet she looks terrible that's why we can't even see her face', 'we have to find her', 'she looks so ugly', 'why is she dressed like that when she's with our rap god?'. You shut down your phone sobbing in your pillow. How could his happen? All you wanted was to discover who the stranger from downstairs was. You cried and cried for what seemed like hours. You couldn't lie to yourself. You knew he was famous, but you didn't really think about the harm you'd experience. The only thing you wanted was to know more about him. But now you did, and it didn't make things any easier.

He knew, and he left.

You wiped your tears away and went to the trash can. There's only one thing you could to not to be recognized by the fandom. Picking out the phone you called the only contact in the list. Trying to control your sobbings you sat at the edge of your bed.

'I knew you'd call, I've been waiting.' Sara was clearly proud of herself, she didn't even cared to say hello.

'Can you help me?'

'Of course I can' she said smiling at the other end of the line.

Chanyeol POV

She looked at me with a scared face but I couldn't tell her anything. I wanted to protect her but I failed and I don't know what to do now. I know I broke her heart, I know she felt it was a goodbye kiss. I already called my manager and told him to fix the online mess. By morning, all those pictures of us should be forever erased from the internet. He assured me he's going to find out who put them there and buy all copyrights from them.

But until then, all I can do was to disappear from her life and hope she'll forget about me. Deep down though, I know I will never forget her. I will always remember how stunning she looked in that black dress, and how she shivered when I touched her for the first time. Her lips felt so good on mine, like they belonged there.

Today was going to be a memory I will hold on to for a very long time. I have never opened up so much to anyone but her. She had something, something really special that made me go crazy.

As I sat on the bed trying to get some sleep, I was looking at the pictures of us. The only ones I had were the ones paparazzi captured. How long has it been, one hour? Maybe more? I wish I had the pictures I took of her when we were happy with not one care about the world. I needed to remember that today wasn't a dream. She was real.

As if she heard my thought, I got a message notification. Her named popped up on my screen and my heart fluttered. This was my chance, maybe i could fight for her if she wanted me to.

I opened the messages only to see that she sent me our pictures. I wanted to text her back, I could at least thank her or ask her how she was feeling, but I couldn't. She had blocked my number.

Never in my life have I needed my guitar more than I do right now.

I spent that night looking at the memories we made. How it felt so surreal to have her next to me. Of course it couldn't last just a bit more longer. I am Chanyeol, of course I had to fuck things up. I should've known that damn cap wasn't enough to keep me from being recognized and I put her at risk.

I was almost asleep in the early morning, when I heard her. She was playing a sad song on her guitar. I stood there unable to close my eyes again, just listening to that beautiful sound. I needed to see her but I couldn't, for her own safety. When the music stopped, I rushed to to window waiting. That was the first morning I watched her leave to that damn course.

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