and had a mini breakdown

RFA Highschool AU part. 2

Second part of this post


  • this little bean was in biology
  • he had stupidly forgot his pencil
  • cliche I know 
  • boi was having a mini breakdown 
  • MC felt sorry for him and lent him one
  • he deadass heard bells when he saw MC
  • he made it his goal to lowkey be around them and hope they gradually notice his presence
  • without actually interacting with them 
  • he stalks them on social media 
  • tries to be discreet about it but ends up liking a photo from three years ago
  • Seven calls him out on this
  • he’s always dropping highkey hints that Yoosung has a thing for MC
  • anyway he does his stalking from a distance thing for two months until he becomes lab partners with MC
  • lil bun thought he’d been blessed 
  • really shy at first but gradually gets more comfortable with them 
  • always making biology related puns
  • one day he’s like 
  • ‘wanna be the substrate to my enzyme’
  • MC says yes because who can say no to biology related pick up lines 


  • met MC at drama club 
  • MC is the costume designer
  • he always noticed that the costumes were all really well made so he asked the director who made them 
  • he directed Zen to the sewing club 
  • were he found MC surrounded by a coven of sewers 
  • he kinda just stood there awkwardly cause it seemed as if he’d stepped in on something sacred 
  • he starts to notice MC more and how they dress so  a e s t h e t i c 
  • starts to create random excuses to go visit MC 
  • ‘a button came off my shirt’
  • ‘my leggings ripped’
  • ‘'wouldn’t this hat look so much better with sequins’
  • also roped MC into tutoring him in maths 
  • MC was annoyed at first but got used to his presence 
  • all the other girls in sewing club tease her whenever Zen pops in
  • asked MC out in an really elaborate way
  • it involved tieing red ribbon to MC’s locker and making her follow it until she reaches Zen who was waiting to confess 
  • MC was so happy he decided to ignore that he had wasted the whole sewing clubs supply of red ribbon 


  • MC and Jaehee met in cooking class
  • Jaehee was trying to resurrect her omelette and failing 
  • whilst MC was whipping up some Gordon Ramsey shit recipe
  • Jaehee is like ?????¿¿¿¿
  • they didn’t really interact until MC came storming into the student council office with a batch of cookies 
  • MC was the only one in after school so she was like ?????¿¿¿¿ part.2
  • MC says they were stressing about exams so they started baking and now they had a batch of cookies and no one to share it with 
  • Jaehee had only had coffee so she was game
  • they ended up talking and binging on cookies for two hours before the school caretaker kicked them out
  • it became their little thing 
  • MC would give their extras to Jaehee and they would snack on them in the student council office 
  • Jaehee swears MC is trying to fatten her up
  • MC says only slightly 
  • this carries on for like six months till Jaehee realises she’s catching feelings 
  • she decides to bake cookies for MC and give them to her on Valentine’s Day 
  • MC’s like


  • okay there’s a bit of back story to this one
  • Jumin made a bet with Zen that he could live like a ‘commoner’ for a week and Zen would admit that cats are better than dogs
  • so in a bid to be normal Jumin ends up taking the bus
  • bare with me

A/N: rip my English I had to search the correct ‘bear’ for that phrase 

  • so whilst Jumin is talking the bus minding his own business 
  • MC steps onto the bus 
  • mind you there are no seats so MC has to stand 
  • and by the will of the Gods of predictable romance scenes the bus has a sudden brake and MC ends up on Jumin lap
  • Jumin is shook 
  • MC wants to die
  • that made things very awkward when they had to pair up for an economics project 
  • Jumin said they should do it at his house cause it’s bigger
  • As soon as MC spots Elizabeth she’s in love 
  • turns out they both love cats 
  • thus the start of a beautiful relationship 
  • It only takes two weeks for Jumin to be convinced MC is the one
  • but he spends like 3 months planning 
  • MC actually finds out when V let it slip out whilst they were eating lunch 
  • Jumin is lowkey tryna act cool but highkey dying inside.
  • MC accepts tho cause 1. he’s cute 2. he’s rich and 3. he loves cats

Seven (Saeyoung)

  • memelord 
  • lol the story starts with MC having a mini breakdown in the middle of the it room 
  • so MC has been trying to connect her laptop to the printer for the past hour so she can print of an assignment for next period   
  • procrastination at its best 
  • anyway so Seven sees MC on the brink of tears and is like 
  • ‘lol wyd’
  • MC basically has a rant about how she’s shit with computers and the only electronic thing she could handle is the tamagotchi she’s had since she was eight
  • Seven checks out the problem then starts cackling 
  • turns out MC hadn’t checked I found the printer was on
  • it would be an understatement to say MC felt like a right wanker at that point in time 
  • Seven asks MC to show him her tamagotchi at some point 
  • they actually start hanging out
  • people find it ironic how MC someone who is so incompetent when it comes to tech with Seven hacker supreme
  • they actually become really good friends 
  • Seven actually roped MC into cheerleading with him
  • lol he actually doesn’t notice he has feelings for MC 
  • when Saeran points it out he’s like ‘…oh yeah’
  • confesses to MC using binary 
  • hears from her 3 days later after she finally manages to translate it

~Admin Petty 

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*Shrugs* I had a mini breakdown about my writing so I decided to write something really silly to have fun and stop being so stressed about it. 

So, yeah; based on one of those ‘Imagine your OTP’ prompt. I dunno where it is tho…*shurgs* Enjoy? :) 

Ps. It’s settled in a Modern College Au; Keith lives with his bro Shiro while Lance, Pidge and Hunk share an apartment. So yeah, they are around 19-20. 

Also, I used She/Her pronouns for Pidge but you can honestly read them as you want? With however you feel more comfortable, so, yeah, just wanted to let you know. 

Ps2. Excuse any grammar errors, sowwy? 

Disclaimer: Voltron doesn’t belong to me. 

[18:09 pm] Kinda Ok Mullet: So, yeah? I was thinking maybe you would like to go? I remembered that you said you loved the ice cream shop at the shore so maybe….we could meet up there and have ice cream? but only if you want to, I mean, psh, of course I know it’s winter but they also have brownies and I know you love their brownies and

To be quite honest, Lance finds it totally justified that he stopped reading after…

Well, after he was hit with the realization that his crush had just asked him out.

Which is also exactly why he also finds it totally justified when he yelps in shock and throws his cellphone away from him, wincing guiltily when it falls to his carpeted floor.

“Sorry, phone!” The teen yells, not at all apologetic before he’s scrambling out of the cocoon of blankets he was inside of, “Hunk! HUNK! HUNK I HAVE A CODE RED!”

“Is this a Code Red meaning Keith, or Code Red meaning you bought another cat online?” His best friend’s voice answers him from the living room and Lance huffs as he enters and flops himself on top of his friend’s lap, “Code Red meaning Keith, got it.”

“He asked me out.” Lance whispers, staring at the ceiling in a daze before a small bright smile grows on his lips, “He – He asked me out, Hunk! KEITH ASKED ME OUT!”

“Fucking finally!” Shouts Pidge’s voice from the kitchen and neither of them need to turn around to know the young teen is hopped on the cabinet typing in her laptop, “About fucking time.”

“Language.” Hunk chimes, frowning disapprovingly before he looks down at his best friend, “I’m happy for you buddy, and yeah, like Pidge said: it’s about time.”

“I said it was about fucking time.”


“Hush, Capitan Hunk.”

“HE ASKED ME OUT!” Lance squeals, squishing his own cheeks in disbelief and then covering his blushing face, “He fucking asked me out, oh my god, what? Is this real? Please don’t wake me up if it’s not.”

“You guys keep swearing, so I’m pretty sure this is real.” Hunk shrugs, smiling amusedly at his friend, “In my dreams you two are angels and not demons who swear like sailors.”

“Psh, in my dreams we are all robots. Now, that’s a dream.” Pidge laughs as she looks up at her friends with a grin, “Robots who rule the world, what better dream than that?”

“Psh, the dream of Keith asking ME out, that’s a better one, easy!” Lance shots back, grin wide and happy as he grabs the cushion behind him and hugs it tight against his chest, “He asked me out!”

“Oh god, Lance has gone into fangirling mode.” Pidge groans and Hunk laughs, patting the brunet’s messy hair playfully.

“Let him be, he’s excited.”

“He asked me out!”

“He’s a fool in love.”

“Keith! Keith asked me out!”

“…Ok, I’m really happy for you but it’s your turn to make dinner, Lance.”

“He asked me out!”

Pidge and Hunk share a look before Hunk shrugs helplessly and Pidge sighs. “Fine, I’m going to order take out.”


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anonymous asked:

Hey! I love your writing ^^ Can I please request RFA + Saeran finding a pregnancy test, and they think is MC's, but it's her friend's, MC was just helping her? What would they do? Thx thx

Hahahaha I love this! Let’s do it! ^^

RFA + Saeran reacting to finding a pregnancy test


  • Your friend needed to talk to you alone, your boyfriend was working, so you told her to come by the apartment you and him had been sharing for a couple of weeks now
  • She wasn’t sure if she was pregnant, but her period was a couple of days late.
  •  You told her she should buy one of those drugstore’s pregnancy test, she seemed so scared and worried, so you offered to go with her to buy one and she could take it at your place
  • She was embarrassed and trembling, so you bought it. When you two left, she told you she saw a light, like a camera’s flash. You didn’t mind, she was probably seeing things due to the stress
  • The two stripes appeared on the stick, it was positive. Oh god… the poor girl was desperate! She was so young, it was just an one night stand, the guy probably didn’t even remember her, what would she gonna do now? Oh my god oh my god oh my god…
  • You wanted to help, but you had no idea of what to say, and your phone buzzing so much was getting to your nerves! You turned it off, whatever it could be, it wasn’t more important than comforting your friend right now.
  •  You didn’t know what to do, so you made her some tea and hugged her, saying comforting words, at least that’s what Zen did to you whenever you’re feeling blue. She needed to calm down before thinking what she was going to do… and it was working!
  • Just until Zen walked through the door like a bolt and grabbed you in a tight embrace. “I came as soon as I saw it! I called you, texted you, why didn’t you answer me???  God… these people have no respect for privacy… are you okay, babe? Did you… did you… already take it?” You and your friend were completely confused.
  • “Babe, what are you talking about?” you asked. “The test, the one you bought it at the drugstore…”
  • “How do you know that?” you and your friend asked at the same time. “How don’t you two know? It’s all over gossip sites!”
  • You still weren’t following it, so you turned your phone on. It turns out all those notifications were from the RFA messenger, where Seven started a conversation with “Congrats, MC! You made the news!”
  • And then you saw it. The pictures of you getting out of the drugstore with a plastic bag. And inside the plastic bag, there was a very known brand of pregnancy tests… oh shit!
  • The headlines… oh god… the headlines… all of them saying how Zen’s girlfriend was spotted buying a pregnancy test, some of them pointing out that you weren’t even married.
  • The headlines, the RFA chat, your boyfriend looking at you so tense and excited at the same time… your poor friend… and the fact that the paparazzi was able to see through the plastic bag, jeez… these people have no life!
  • It was too much to handle, so you took a deep breath and hold Zen’s hand.
  •  “Okay… Zen, you need  to send a release to the press saying it was all a misunderstanding…” “Wait, It was?” you sighed deeply “Yes, it was. Did I introduce you to my friend here?”
  • And you went on to explain everything to him, he got all the possible reactions: sad for your friend, angry at the media, a little happy because… yes, you two weren’t married yet and you just moved in together and… a little disappointed that you weren’t having his baby?
  • He sent the release as you asked him, then he tried to comfort your friend, he even said he would be glad to have a little chat with the guy she slept with if he didn’t take his responsibility on this. Your friend politely refused, but appreciated the gesture, he answered he would just do anything for MC’s friends.
  • Both you and your friend were so touched right now… you and her figured out at that moment you found the man of your life (and your future babies’ dad)


  • Your friend dropped by before he came back from college, she wasn’t that scared, but she didn’t want to do it alone
  •  It was positive, she was already waiting for this, anyways… you asked if she was ok, she was a little worried because she was young and just started dating the guy… but she didn’t seem desperate
  • Still, you reassured she could call you anytime she wanted to, you said this over and over even when you were saying goodbye.
  • When she left, you laid down on the couch. You were worried, especially because you could relate to her… you and Yoosung were dating for less than a month… what if it was you? How would you react? How would HE react?
  • You thought about it so much that it got you tired, so you fell asleep on the couch
  • But the nap didn’t last long as soon as you found Yoosung sit next to you, he was staring at the wall. He scared the shit out of you, but he looked so shook that you had to play cool. “Honey, what’s wrong?”
  • “Two stripes means positive, right? I looked it up online.” He finally looked at you, holding the stick. His eyes looked paralyzed.
  • Dating him for a couple of weeks now, you noticed he tended to… overreact a little over silly things. Last week, he freaked out about accidentally walking on you in the bathroom
  • “I’m so so sorry, MC! I disrespected your privacy, your personal space… God, I’m so clingy, right? I was just worried, I didn’t notice you were in the shower, and you weren’t answering it… I thought you were kidnapped or something… Maybe a kidnapper would respect your privacy better than me, right?” WUT
  • Back to this, you took a deep breath. “Yoosung… where did you find this?”
  • “It - It was on the sink…” his voice was breaking, was he about to cry? You mental slapped yourself, you just had to thrown the stick on the garbage, but no… you had to be all contemplative about your friend’s situation and doze off on the couch, hadn’t you, you lazy bum?
  • “Yoosung, listen to me… I’m not pregnant.” “Of course you are, two stripes mean you’re pregnant” Oh God, you’re pregnant! We’re pregnant! And I didn’t even graduate yet… oh, my mom is gonna kill me! And Zen is going to lecture me about protection, and Seven… oh god, I don’t even want to think what he is going to do with me! I should run away before he finds out! Oh no… but then you’ll be a single mom, MC! Oh god, I heard society can be terrible with single moms, I feel so bad for you…” Just throw it in the garbage, seriously, just that…
  • “Yoosung… I’m not gonna be a single mom, I’m gonna be no mom, matter of fact…” “Of course you will, MC! Look at the stripes!” “They’re not my stripes, Yoosung, they’re… my friend’s, you remember her?” and you explained him everything
  • He managed to calm down, but had a mini breakdown when he figured out he was holding a stick your friend peed on… oh no, he wasn’t a pervert! Were you feeling betrayed now? Yoosung, please chill
  • At night, when you two went to bed, he apologized for getting weird, you said it was no big deal. “No, but you see, MC, it is a big deal. What if it was actually your test? I could never react like that! I have to be strong and be there for you, and… for our baby…”
  • “And one day you’ll be the strongest man I’ve ever seen, but it takes time and life experiences. We have so much time ahead of us, and we’re gonna go through so much in life… we have to graduate, get a job, find a bigger place to live, get married…” you noticed his breath speeding up, oh no, not again… he couldn’ freak out again, so you had to think quickly “But, until then… why don’t we just have fun?” you got up on him “I mean, some nice… (you kissed him on the forehead) sweet… (then on his nose) loud… (and then on his neck, making him let out a low moan) and PROTECTED… fun?”
  • He raised his head to catch your lips on a deep kiss, and well… let’s say it was a very fun night, after all


  • When you two started dating, she was very concerned about how your family would react about you dating a woman
  • You told her not to worry and explained  how much your parents loved your brother and his partner
  • She was so excited to hear about that, she just enjoyed finding sweet things about you and your family. Seeing her enthusiasm, you kept on talking about your brother and his husband
  • You told her that they were living together for almost five years, and they were considering having a kid, they were already looking for egg donors, matter of fact. You said, on a playful tone (which she probably didn’t notice), that they were considering you to carry the baby
  • So it was no big shock to her when she found the pregnancy test thrown next to the garbage a few weeks later. The fact that it was positive didn’t bewildered her as well
  • She was just confused about why you didn’t tell her you got the procedure? You wanted to keep a secret? Or… you didn’t consider her important enough in your life to let her know? No no… you would never do that! Would you?
  • Whatever it was, she wanted to respect this thing that was obviously between family, so she pretended she never found that test.
  • But it was hard to stay still when you were working at the cafe. Shouldn’t you sit a little? It wasn’t good being standing for this long, right? And how come you were never sick? Were you a super pregnant?
  • And then she lost it when you tried to lift a heavy box in the stock room. “MC, what do you think you’re doing?”
  • “I’m just taking this to the back, it’s getting on the way.” “Why didn’t you ask me to take it, MC? You can’t do things like that!”
  • “S-Sorry, Jaehee. I thought I could handle by myself, but I’ll let you know next tim-“ “Next time? What next time? Are you out of your mind? No! Oh, why didn’t I do this before? You need to take a leave of absence right now!”
  • “Wow, is that an euphemism for firing me?” “Firing you? No, MC! Never! I would never fire a pregnant lady, I would never fire… you…”
  • And you were like: “Say what now?”. She sighed heavily: “I’m sorry, MC! I found the pregnancy test the other day, I know you’re doing it for your brother, so I didn’t want to say anything, because it’s a family thing, and I felt I shouldn’t butt in. But you have to be careful and can’t strain yourself like that, it’s not just about you anymore, it’s about the human being growing inside of you.” What are you saying, woman?
  • And then you remembered the day your friend dropped by after taking the test, she could really use a friend back then… well, she also could have used the trash can appropriately and actually checking if it was actually thrown inside of it.
  • You chuckled and told her the whole story, she was so embarrassed when you finished, and it was so cute…
  • But you needed to scold her a little: “And hey, you dork! Did you really think I would do something so important like this without discussing it with you first?” “It’s a family’s subject, I-“ “And you’re a big part of my family, so you’ll be the first one to know, ok?”
  • Her eyes widened: “I’m… your family?” “W- Well, sure! I didn’t introduce you to my parent s yet, but that can be easily arranged.”
  • “And your brother…?” “Forget him, I’m not talking with him since he declined my offer to carry the baby. He said I’m too clumsy! Can you believe this?” Yeah… she could


  • He didn’t like Elizabeth was playing with trash in the bathroom, but he was curious about what she was trying so much to take from behind the trash can
  • So he saw it and… well, he didn’t know what it was. So he send a blurried photo to Assistant Kang because he doesn’t know boundaries.
  • Jaehee said that, from what she could see through all the blur, it was a pregnancy test, and a positive one judging from the thick blue lines on the top, she didn’t even ask anything, because… well, she knew boundaries.
  • It took him a while to put 2 and 2 together, and when he did… oh boy, he went looking for you.
  • And he found you near the balcony, but he could hear you talking. Oh… you were on the phone.
  • He didn’t want to disturb you, but he couldn’t help listening to your conversation.
  • “Well, sleeping with him was a mistake from the beginning! He’s a such a selfish little prick! Ugh… Oh, come on, we both know he’s not going to propose…” you turned and saw Jumin staring at you. “I’ll call you back later, ok? Hey honey! How was your day?”
  • “Nothing much, apparently I got my girlfriend pregnant, but she hates me…” “You’ve been watching that weird soap opera again, Jumin?” you scoffed, and he seemed irritated
  • “What? How can you make fun of me in such a situation, MC? Is it because… I’m a prick, whatever that means?”
  • “Jumin… you’re not making any sense now, honey. Why don’t we start from the top?” your collected and sweet tone took him aback.
  • “Elizabeth the 3rd found the pregnancy test, MC. I didn’t mean to listen to your conversations, but… I heard you on the phone, and… I’m just wondering, do you really regret making love to me? Do you really consider me… a selfish prick? I know I do a lot of things my way, MC, but you can always tell me if I’m being forceful, and… if you’re worried because we’re not married yet, that can be easily solved! I… don’t have a ring right now, but I can…” and he went down on one of his knees
  • “Whoa, Jumin! What are you doing?” “I’m proposing, as you desired…” “WHOA, ok… um, get up! This is just… this is a big misunderstanding, this is… “ You wanted to laugh so bad, but you knew he ‘d be offended
  • You told him everything, about your friend who dropped by because she was afraid to do it alone, and about you calling another friend to tell her it was true and trash talk the guy, who’s an asshole. “He’s totally… not like you…”
  • Well, he was relieved, not about you not being pregnant, but about you considering him a good man, after all.
  • “But, I must confess, MC, I wouldn’t mind if you were actually pregnant, I would be… very happy…”
  •  “Yeah, I thought you would say something like this. But honey, I’m too young and I just moved in. There’s so much we should do as a couple before thinking about kids, don’t you think?
  • “Oh really? Like what?” he teased you with a smirk
  •  “Well, I’ll let you surprise me on that. But let’s just say for now I should be the only one calling you ‘daddy’ around this house, how’s that sound?” that sounded great.


  • He came to visit you at your place, but you already had a guest? Oh, it was one of your friends, he remembered her
  • He saw you two hugging, both yours and her expression seemed gloomy, the whole atmosphere was a little heavy. Who died?
  • You two saw him, she just said a quick goodbye and got out, her head was low the whole time. “Is everything ok, MC?”
  •  “Yes, yes, it is… so, what’s up?” you tried to not let him see you worried like that, but he could always tell when something was off with you.
  • Generally, you would tell him what was going on, but now you didn’t want to, so he would respect that. The best he could do now was try to make you smile and distract you a little.
  •  You needed to ask him something, but you didn’t know how, so you kept hesitating. He noticed and just hugged you, you would talk when you were ready.
  • You cuddled on the couch and watched a movie, the blanket he brought was furry and you felt your nose itching. He apologized for not knowing you were allergic, he felt so stupid. You told him not to worry, you were dating for two weeks, there were a lot of things you didn’t know about each other, but you would learn eventually.
  • You started sneezing and told him to get your medicine at the bathroom, but then you remembered. You jumped out of the couch, but it was too late. You saw your boyfriend standing next to the sink holding the test and the box with the instructions.
  • “Two stripes mean positive, right?” he asked. “Saeyoung, before you say anything, I should…”
  • He felt happy at first, starting a family with you, even if was so soon, seemed like a dream coming true. But then he remembered yours and your friend’s expression,  you two looked so tense, so… sad…
  • “You called your friend for emotional support, right? You were too scared to do it alone. Why didn’t you call me? Why… why you didn’t want me to find out, MC? Why were you hesitating to tell me?” oh, you knew what was going on, you saw what happens when his insecurities got the best of him “You’re afraid, right? Afraid I’ll push you away again, that one day I’ll run away and let you. MC, I… I know I don’t deserve you, and I’m immature and complicated, but I’ll-“ you interrupted him putting your lips against his and kissing him, it was a fast yet very intense kiss
  • “Now you listen, that test is my friend’s that was here. She’s pregnant, and her boyfriend has been missing for a couple of weeks. He doesn’t seem the type to just let a girl without explanation and they really love each other, just like you and me, so we suspect something bad happened to him. I wanted to ask you to try tracing him, but you said you were done hacking and I didn’t want to make you do something that brought you so much suffering and trouble again. There, I said it” and you let out a deep sight, he was string at you and gulped, he didn’t know what to say, so he also took a deep breath in relief and to try to compose himself.
  • “MC. I’m… I’m sorry for acting that way, and… you can ask me anything anytime you need my help. I’m done hacking to collect bad information, to blackmail people. But I would be more than happy to use my skills to help you and your friend. I mean, this is… so much more than I deserve, I’m so…stupid and…” “You shut up right now, you’re not allowed to talk about my boyfriend and future father of my children like this. If you ever do that again, I’ll kick you in the balls, you heard me?”
  • “But then… we won’t be able to have  kids…” he pouted, and you both laughed. “Alright, now let’s get to work!” he said as putting an arm around your shoulder and leading you to the living room.


  • He noticed you were spacing out a little when he got home and asked if you were ok, you said everything was fine and he went to the bedroom. “What about you? How was your day? You asked, trying to distract yourself.
  •  “Meh, nothing much. You went to shopping?” He asked as he noticed the paper bags next to the door. “Yeah, my friend and I really needed a shopping therapy this afternoon and… oh! I actually have something to ask you, could you access my credit card report and check something for me? I think they charged the wrong price on a dress, the targets were messed up and I think I paid more…” you ran to him in the bedroom.
  • “Don’t be so gullible and pay more attention next time.” He scolded you. “Well, me and my friend were a little distracted, it’s just… nevermind, just… please, Saeran? Pleeease?”
  • He couldn’t resist when you asked like that saying his name. “Fine, you better let me tear off that dress once you put it.” “Not if I actually paid more. But I’ll think of something to pay you in return. I could start with ice cream! I’ll go to the convenience store, what flavor do you want?” “Well, you should choose, it will be all over your body once you get here.”  “And you’ll be the one to lick it, so…” “Whatever you pick, it’ll taste delicious.” He grinned and you giggled, kissing his forehead before heading out of your apartment he’s been staying for a month and a half now.
  • He hacked into your banking activity, as you requested (well, that was a first…), he would show you the report when you’d get back, but since he was here, he was curious about that shopping therapy, so he took a look at what else you bought.
  • Make-up, clothes, hair products, lingerie…? What kind? That was interesting… but what was more interesting was something you bought at a drugstore, what was that?
  • He looked it up and found it was a pregnancy’s test brand. “The fuck…?” Why would you need something like that? Unless… oh, that night you didn’t use a condom… you both were so drunk… SHIT!
  • He was not proud of digging the trash can in the bathroom, and he got even less proud when he saw it was positive (he also had to look it up what the two stripes meant) SHIT SHIT SHIT!
  • Was that why you were so distracted? Was that why you went to shopping? You needed new clothes for your new figure? But you said it was to distract you and your friend… weren’t you… feeling good about this?
  • Of course he wasn’t ready to be a father, but If you’d feel good about this, maybe this would be enough to encourage him… so, if you were doubtful yourself, how was he supposed to feel?
  • You got back and found him on the couch. He was fidgeting his phone on his hand. “Hey, are you okay?”
  • “Yeah, I’m cool, don’t worry.” “Okay… did you check my credit card report?” “Yeah, I did, it was very… interesting…” “Really? I’ll have to go back to that store tomorrow and make them refund me!” he wasn’t looking at you, so you thought of a way to get his attention. “Hey, I… I kinda ruined the surprise when I asked you to see what I bought, but… did you notice that I bought new lingerie? I’ll show you!”
  • What were you doing? Were you messing with him on purpose? You wanted him to find the pregnancy test? But why were you acting so clueless?
  •  You showed up at the living room wearing a stunning black lace and leather lingerie, he was trying so hard not to look, but the blush across his cheeks was very visible. “How do I look?”
  • He didn’t answer, but you could see he was trying not to look. Well, actions speak louder than words, so you sat on his lap and peppered some kisses on his neck. Oh god… he was feeling so hot, but… he pushed you away.
  • “What are you doing? Are you out of your mind?” he asked. “What’s wrong, Saeran? You been acting weird ever since I got back!” “Oh, I’m the one acting weird? Are you sure it’s not you?” “What are you talking about? I just wanted to have some fun with you because I have a shitty day and…”
  • “Would you stop saying that? If you feel so bad about being pregnant with my kid, why are you still trying to have sex with me again?” WHAT THE FUCK?
  • “I saw you bought one of those sticks to pee on to see if you’re knocked up, MC! It’s positive and it’s in the trash can! Then you keep saying how bad your day was, how you needed distraction… I know I’m more like a child and I wouldn’t probably be a good father, but… do you really need to shove that to my face? You… you don’t love me?”
  • You felt so bad… “Saeran… it’s nothing like that, you got everything wrong…” and you explained everything, your friend took the test here, she seemed stressed and worried, so you took her to shopping. “Fuck, I’m becoming as idiot as my brother!” you laughed
  • “You’re not an idiot! But you have to ask me before making your own assumptions. I would tell you right away if I were pregnant so we could figure out what to do together, that’s what you do when you love someone, you know?” he was so happy hearing you say that, you loved him, and most important, you trusted him.
  • “But, that night when we didn’t use a condom…?” “I never forget to take my pills, don’t worry about that.” “Did you take it today?” you nodded a yes, and he grinned.
  • “That lingerie shouldn’t be put to waste, wait for me in the bedroom, I’ll bring the ice cream.”

I just had a mini stress breakdown, started crying, and because no one was available to comfort me I gave myself a pep talk and now I’m all good. Woo hoo for self-sufficiency. Now excuse me while I go fuck myself too

Just Drive!

(One Shot)

word count : 2366

genre : fluff (a tiny bit of angst if you squint)

warnings : a little bit of shouting, mentions of police, mentions of alcohol and drugs (like literally just one sentence about it)

in which Dan runs up to Phil and urgently requests him to drive him as far away as possible because he’s being followed by the police


Phil was  currently sat in his car in front of his University dormitory. He’d been sitting there in  his parked car for the past hour, not bothering to get out as he had a mini-breakdown. He’d stopped crying now, but he was still freaking out. Nothing had actually happened to induce this mini-freat out. It was just all of Phil’s bottled up emotions from when his girlfriend of six months had broken up with him a month ago, paired with the immense pressure of tests and assignments that were fast approaching. He felt he wasn’t doing anything with his life. He felt like a mess. It was ironic, really. Everyone at school thought of Phil as the guy who had it all together - the guy who was all about positivity and happiness. That was actually mostly true, except Phil didn’t feel very “positive” right now and he didn’t want to go back to his dorm looking like he had been crying for the past hour - which in fact he had been doing. 

Noticing that it was getting late, Phil decided it was time to leave. He could hear the faint sound of police car sirens in the background, but didn’t think much of it, considering it was a usual occurrence in this part of the city. Just as he was getting out of the car, he saw a silhouette running towards him at full speed. He quickly locked his car as he saw a boy approach him, scared that it might be a mugger. The entire street was completely empty except for Phil - and the boy who was still running towards him - coming nearer and nearer with each passing second. Within seconds the boy was upon Phil, and he came to a stop with such force that he knocked himself into Phil, knocking them both to the ground. 

Phil was too shocked to say anything. He could feel the cold gravel against his back, and his shoulders hurt from being knocked to the ground. The boy was on top of him, and under the streetlights Phil could see he had chocolate brown eyes. His fringe was getting into his eyes, and he quickly pushed it to a side. 

“Car. Now.“ 

The words left his mouth in a sort of a rush, as though he didn’t have enough time  to elaborate. Phil just stared at him blankly, not sure why this attractive stranger was sitting on top of him. Or why he was telling Phil to get into his own car. 

"What?!”, Phil sputtered, still reeling from the impact of the fall.

“I said, your car. Now.”, the stranger repeated himself exasperatedly, as though he couldn’t have been clearer. Phil could almost see him rolling his eyes. “I promise I’m not a criminal or a sexual predator okay?”“ he quickly added.

 "I just really need your help. Please?”. Phil looked up at him, his eyes soft and pleading as he bit his lip.

Phil had made many bad decisions in his life. And maybe this was going to be another one. So before he could stop himself, Phil quickly huffed out a small “okay”.

The next minute went by in a flash. Phil quickly forgot the problems he had been crying about earlier. He  unlocked his car, and out of habit as well as politeness opened the passenger seat door for the stranger. “For fucks sake this isn’t a time for courtesy! JUST DRIVE.”, the boy huffed out, quickly scrambling in as Phil went over to the other side to get into the driver’s seat. He could hear the sirens getting louder and nearer, and the stranger was beginning to really freak out now. 

Phil decided to not ask any questions for now, when the boy was clearly troubled. He began to drive quietly, deciding to just go towards a less busy part of the city. He drove silently for about ten minutes, after which he finally got over his anxiety and decided to speak up.

“So, what’s your name?”. His voice came out hoarse from crying. “Mine’s Phil”.

“Dan”, the boy answered, his expression softening a bit as he looked at Phil. “You must think I’m some sort of freak for what just happened.”, he continued with a small laugh.

“Yeah well, uhh not really”

“It’s okay you can admit it. I think this is weird too”

“Well in that case yes.”, Phil said looking at Dan.

“Can you drive a bit faster? I’ll explain everything to you if you just drive faster and take me far away from here”

“Uhm okay.. considering you promised me you’re not a criminal.”, Phil almost giggled.

He could hear the sirens getting louder now. “Uhm Dan if you don’t mind me asking, is there any chance that uhm.. are you being chased  by the police?”

Phil had only said it jokingly, to lighten the mood and maybe make Dan tell him the actual reason why he had run up to a stranger and forced him to drive him “far away from the city”. But the look on Dan’s face clearly showed Phil’s guess had hit close to the truth. Dan’s eyes widened in fear, and he bit his lip again and suddenly Phil couldn’t focus on anything but his lips.

Phil you’re driving. Focus. Stop looking at this handsome strangers lips.

“Wait Phil I can explain! I swear I’m not some convict or criminal. Just oh god I’m gonna get arrested. Fuck. Fuck. My life is over before it even started. Okay wait. Oh god I’m fucked. Oh Jesus Christ oh shit…”

“Dan, DAN! Calm down.”

“…Oh no Phil are you going to kick me out of your car? I don’t wanna get arrested I swear I didn’t do anything illegal…”


Phil quickly stopped the car on one side and it came to a halt with a screech.


Phil took a deep breathe. Clearly, Dan was quite the drama queen.  He was going to have to be careful with what he said or Dan would freak out again and start cussing like a sailor. 

And Phil did not like swearing. At all.

“Here’s what’s going to  happen. I’m going to drive us to the woods at the edge of the city and we’ll stay there for a couple of hours until it’s safe for you to come back. Meanwhile, why don’t you start by telling me why the police are chasing you?”

“Oh and one more thing, please don’t swear around me it makes me really uncomfortable and I don’t like it.” And just like that Phil was back to being awkward and anxious after his little outburst.

“Okay.. that sounds fair. And sorry for yelling so much.” Dan said, offering Phil an apologetic smile.

 Looking up at Phil’s eyes, he couldn’t help but feel… warm. His eyes looked blue at a glance, but in the moonlight he could notice the green speckles on the edges, and the light yellow that mixed with the green. His eyes looked like something straight out of a book, and Dan could feel himself getting lost in his eyes. He could almost hear himself saying he wouldn’t mind getting lost in those eyes over and over again, until he couldn’t look anymore.

Dan cleared his throat awkwardly and faced away from Phil, realizing he had been staring for a bit too long. Phil looked away too, and restarted the car.

 "So, here’s the thing. I was at a party - my first party - I’m not a very social person - and someone brought fucking weed to the party and someone else called the cops who came to break up the party and we all just ran irrespective of whether we did anything or not. And some of the cops started chasing me and my friends and we had to run and that’s how I came to you. This is so unfair I swear I don’t even know what weed is.“ Dan finished his rant with a long sigh, and upon receiving a pointed look from Phil corrected himself, "Okay maybe that last bit was just me exaggerating but I swear I’ve never smoked weed or done drugs”.

Phil tried to keep driving with a straight face, but two seconds later he broke into giggles, which gradually turned into deep laughter.

And Dan swore it was the best sound anyone in the history of the world had ever made.

Okay maybe Dan was exaggerating again but it was still a very cute laugh.

Having recovered from his bout of laughter Phil finally spoke up. “Well that’s definitely a lot worse than my first party.” And after a thought he added, “So you really aren’t a criminal.” as though he was only just realizing it.

They remained silent for the rest of the drive, music playing in the background as Phil drove towards the woods. “Dan are you still worried about the cops?”, Phil asked softly, and when he got no reply, he turned towards Dan, only to realize that the boy was sleeping. Soft snore escaped his parted lips, his hair messy and a little drool dribbling from his mouth. Phil admitted to himself that maybe Dan wasn’t looking his best right now, but god he looked adorable like this.

Phil stopped the car and reluctantly tried to wake him up.

“Dan I think the cops would’ve gone by now and It’s getting late. Do you want me to drive you back to…where ever you live?”, Phil asked in a soft voice so as to not startle the boy.

All he got in reply was incoherent mumbling and lots of whining.

“Dan I’m driving us back to my place is that okay? You don’t look like you’ll be able to tell me where you live right now.

"uh huh yeah okay”

“And this time I swear I’m not a rapist or a criminal”

“You’re a little squish with beautiful eyes is what you are”

“wh- what does that mean?” Phil could feel the heat rising to his cheeks.

But Dan had already gone back to sleep.

So Phil drove them back to his apartment in silence. He used to live in a dormitory himself, but last year he had managed to find an affordable one bedroom apartment for himself and he wasn’t going to pass up the chance to not live with weird, drunk university students.

Phil unlocked the door to his apartment, Dan leaning heavily on him, barely awake. Dan was still snoring softly and Phil couldn’t help but wonder how he was sleeping while standing upright. He dragged Dan down to his room and gently placed him on the covers. Deciding it would be too weird and creepy to tuck him in, Phil simply let him lie on the bed and switched off the lights.

Grabbing an extra pillow and an old duvet, Phil went out to the lounge, falling asleep on the sofa as soon as his head hit the pillow. It had been a long night.

The next morning Dan woke up in an unfamiliar bed and had a mini-freak out. Again. 

But then memories of the previous night quickly came back to him, and he relaxed a bit, now that he knew where he was. He reached out to the bedside table - Phil’s bedside table - to grab the glass of water, and found a note there.

“Dan, I brought you back to my place because you fell asleep and I didn’t know where you lived. PLEASE don’t freak out. I’m probably in the kitchen down the hall making breakfast.


p.s. - you are such a drama queen 

xo Phil”

Dan quickly got up and went to get washed up in the bathroom that was right beside the bedroom. A few minutes later he was making his was to the kitchen, and he could smell the delicious scent of pancakes wafting towards him.

“Good morning, Phil”

“Hmm goood morning Dan”, Phil hummed. “Did you sleep alright?”

“Yeah thanks for bringing me back to your place.  And also y'know for not murdering me in my sleep”

Phil faked a gasp “I was planning on doing it after breakfast but now you’ve ruined it!”

Dan chuckled lightly, a small blush creeping onto his cheeks for no apparent reason.

They ate breakfast while watching some TV. Their casual conversation revealed that Dan was in the same University as Phil - just a year below him and also that both the boys loved video games and anime.

After breakfast Dan decided it was time to leave, saying he was probably already in trouble for staying out all night without permission, but Phil insisted that he at least stay for some coffee. “If you’re going back to that hellhole you need to have some caffeine in your system." 

"So”, Dan started, “I was thinking maybe..”

“What? Is something wrong?”, Phil asked, his voice laced with concern.

“No no! It’s just.. I was wondering if.. maybe.. you’d like to go out for coffee sometime? like.. me and you?”

Phil burst out laughing, but looking at Dan’s horrified face he quickly stopped.

“Oh god Dan I wasn’t laughing at you! God I’m so sorry”

“Really?” Dan asked in a small voice, the little confidence he had quickly disappearing.

“Yes! oh god I’m so sorry. It’s just.. we’re literally sitting here having coffee and you asked me if I’d like to go out for coffee with you”

 Now Dan couldn’t stop himself from giggling as well.

“Hey I was really nervous okay!”, he giggled, blushing deep red.

“Shut up and kiss me”, Phil giggled.

And Dan did. That shut Phil up.


HEYY! I know I’ve been inactive for an entire month but I had exams and I wasn’t feeing very productive but then I got this idea and I wrote it in 2 hours.

Like, comment, vote, share if you liked it and feel free to comment prompts if you want.

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Batfam's First Day of School

Requested by an anon

Summary: Batmom’s experiences with helping each of her children through their first days of school.

-Dick was always the worst. Especially when it came to sleep schedules.

-You have to make him go to bed earlier and wake up earlier at least a week before school starts.

-It was also HELL telling him night after night when school started that no, he couldn’t go out patrolling on school nights.

-Jason didn’t give much trouble overall. But it was hard just getting him into the routine of “hey you need to wake up and go socialize now”

-He had the hardest time adjusting to the private school.

-Two days in and he had a mini-mental breakdown and you just didn’t want him going through that stress daily and decided to pull him out and put him in a public school.

-He was so studious but just lacked the “uppity”-ness for private school, he had a hard time adjusting to even the public school, but eventually found a circle of small friends he was proud to tell you about.

-He’s self-sufficient so you don’t have to worry really.

-Tim was used to adjusting his (non-existant) sleep schedule to whatever was going on. It’s rather impressive about how he calculates his sleep.

-If he knows he only needs two hours of sleep for the next day’s functions, he’s only getting two hours.

-Though when it comes to school he is so forgetful. Chances are you get a call during the first day of school to drop off something Tim forgot.

-Stephanie was easy to get out the door. She was easy over all. Until that evening came.

-Stephanie knew her adopted mother always kept her schedule clear the first day of school so Steph would use that evening to gossip about all the new things the first day brought.

-You never mind it, it’s rather interesting how much drama can happen in a private high school in one day. It’s just that Stephanie tends to over-talk it, releasing stress through gossiping, while you anxiously wait to get the chance to check on your other children.

-Besides Dick, Cass was the hardest. Hardest emotionally.

-She knew she didn’t fit in in any school and it made it hard for her so she always stressed so horribly before the first day of school.

-When she was smaller she’d work herself up over it so much she’d throw up.

-She’d been trained to fight off attackers and serve justice to the streets of Gotham, but social skills were left in the dust.

-She needed a lot of support to get through it all.

-Damian was difficult all around. He made it a point to show you and his father that he already knew everything and for the most part he did.

-But public appearances needed to be kept up so people wouldn’t pry more and school was one of your main ways.

-He got into a couple fights, and apparently a few verbal altercations, but after a while he mellowed down.

-His first day was hell for you. You had to drag him out of his room and listen to the run-down of animal care that he expected to be given to each one of his companions.

-First days after that weren’t as bad, but he still was always grumpy about going.

-One day you thought he left for school before you could drive him(that’s what his note said) but around midday while watching the news you saw Robin stopping a bank robbery live.

-omg it was bad. You went to said bank and just watched from the crowd, your arms crossed. After he finished, he saw you, of course he saw you, you were glaring daggers at him.

-He was grounded to say the least.

-And by grounded I mean no animals in his room for a week they all slept with you and Bruce and you both decided it was the worst punishment you ever gave one of your children.

metamorphia (prologue)

→pairing: jungkook | reader

→genre: body swap au

→word count: 1,358

→a/n: so i started this idea out of no where, and i wanted to wait to post it but i was just so antsy that i decided to do it right now!

You woke up to the sound of a male’s voice.

“Ugh,” he let out a loud, drawn-out grown, stirring you from the depths of your slumber. “Shut that thing up!”

You frowned as your mind started to register another noise as well fighting its way through your haze: music, an alarm bleating from the phone to your left on the nightstand that had you blinking in confusion even more.

What a strange dream, you thought to yourself as you murmured a sigh and turned over to snuggle back into the warmth of your comforter.

“Hyung! I’m serious!” The male’s voice croaked again, and you heard the sound of springs squeaking from a mattress. “You know how I feel about this song!”

Okay, this was getting to be too much. You’d never had a dream where you’d been scolded before—and so realistically, at that. You forced your eyes open in hopes that you could just wake up and fall back to sleep again.

Except the music didn’t stop. It was something unfamiliar, something you had never heard before, but the arrangement of the chords had your insides churning with distaste and your features scrunching up in a grimace.

You could understand why the voice from your dream said he didn’t like it.

“Fine! I’ll do it!” The voice suddenly hissed, and then you heard movement from the other side of the room until suddenly there were footsteps walking over to you that stopped right at your bedside.

When you opened your eyes again, there was a boy standing in front of you.

“Oh my god!” You shrieked, instantly shooting up in your bed and shuffling away from him. You pulled the comforter up to your chin as if the cloth would somehow protect you from this stranger who had broken into your house. “What the fuck! Who are you?!”

“Whoa whoa whoa!” The boy tried to settle you down through your constant screaming. “Chill! It’s just me!”

But you were anything but calm. “Who are you?!” You cried out again, the anxiety and fear continuously rising until it was lodged in your throat and you felt like you couldn’t breathe.

“What are you talking about?!” The boy gave you a look of utter confusion, though he seemed just as alarmed as you by your hostile tone.

“What are you doing in my room? Did you break in?!” You ignored him as the panic started to settle in the pit of your stomach.

“Jimin, cut it out,” He breathed in exasperation, seeming to have already grown tired of your accusations. “Can you just go back to sleep?”

“Who is Jimin?” You asked, your voice becoming hysteric. “If you don’t get the fuck out of my house right now, I’m calling the cops!”

“What is your problem?!” The boy cursed back at you. “Can you just shut the fuck up for five minutes?”

“That’s it,” you huffed, flinging your covers back and jumping out of bed. “I’m calling the police.”

You started to storm out of the room, but then you were abruptly stopping, vertigo seeming to ascend upon your senses as the entire world suddenly felt as if it was spinning around you.

This wasn’t your room.

“Where am I?” You couldn’t stop the fear from trickling into you voice as you spun around to look at your intruder. “What’s happening?”

“Dude, you’re really starting to freak me out,” he warned, defensively holding up his hands and giving you an uneasy look.

“What–“ you went to go run a shaky hand through your hair, but when you did, you felt that your usual long tresses were abandoned for shorter locks instead. You frowned, holding your hands out in front of you and noticing they were much larger and manlier in size than ever before.

Without a second thought you dashed out of the bedroom, looking for something, anything, that could show you your reflection. Your surroundings were completely unfamiliar to you, but you knew there had to be a mirror around here somewhere. You moved your head in all directions as you stood in what now looked like a living room before spotting an open door revealing a toilet at the end of the hall. You hurried to the bathroom, flipping on the lights and slamming the door shut behind you.

It was then that you were brought face to face with an unknown boy staring back at you in the mirror.

Jungkook heard an ear-piercing scream, so shrill and deafening that he had to physically put his hands over his ears in an attempt to block it out.

“Ugh,” he groaned, closing his eyes and massaging his temples while he sat perched on the edge of his bed. What in the world had gotten into his roommate?

Just then, his bedroom door was being pushed open the rest of the way and a sluggish Taehyung was stepping inside. “What is happening?” He groaned, dragging a hand over his messy hair and exhausted face that was plump with sleep. “Where’s Jimin?”

“I don’t even know,” Jungkook answered, lifting a heavy hand to point in the direction his roommate had disappeared. “Something’s seriously wrong with him today.”

“Isn’t that every day?” His friend joked, and the two boys shared a smirk before Taehyung left the room again.

Suddenly Jungkook heard the sound of running water, and then he recognized the pressure against the bathtub floor enough to realize that Jimin was getting in the shower. Good, the younger boy thought to himself, running a hand over his face and collapsing back onto his bed. Maybe that’ll fix whatever has gotten into him.

You couldn’t stop staring at the penis that was now attached to your body.

It was just hanging there, like dead weight between your legs, not serving any purpose whatsoever other than to be a hassle while trying to bathe.

After the initial shock of realizing that you are physically not yourself this morning, plus the mini breakdown that had you in tears on the bathroom floor, you decided that getting in the shower would be your best decision. Maybe all of this would clear up once you washed yourself clean—almost as if you were starting over, in a sense. At least the water hitting your back would clear your head and wake you from whatever sick and twisted dream you were currently having.

This had to be one of those false-awakening dreams. You’d heard of people having them but had never had one yourself; it was when you have a dream about waking up that feels so real, you actually think you’ve woken up and started your day. That is, until you actually do wake up, and then you realize it was all a dream. But that would mean that you were also having a lucid dream right now: a dream where you know that you’re dreaming. Both were very rare, and they just so happened to be happening to you at the same exact time. Oh, the wonders of the human brain.

Soon you were cutting the water off after you had finished, being sure to keep your eyes closed while you dried so you could open them in front of the mirror and see your actual face staring back at you instead of some stranger’s. The tile was cold on your wet feet, but you welcomed the sensation; just another factor to hopefully wake you.

You stopped in front of the mirror, your eyes closed and the tips of your fingers and toes tingling with anticipation. You took a deep breath, letting the steam envelope in your lungs and wrap around them in a thick, heated blanket before opening your eyes.

It was still the same boy staring back at you as before, dangling penis and all.

“What the fuck?!” You couldn’t help but cry out, instantly lurching forward and examining your face up close. Nothing happened to your skin when you pulled at it—same warm color, same plump lips. You even tried smacking yourself a few times: nothing. There was no way of getting out of this.

You were stuck in another person’s body.

Yesterday its-daddy-to-you asked me to pick my top 3 favorite tumblr blogs. I had a mini breakdown trying to pick favorites so instead here’s an entire list. Of course they’re listed in no particular order. Be careful, some (i mean most) of these are nsfw

roseshock erotismo—italiano sixpenceee

tastefullyoffensive ultrafacts sea-lilly

italiansd0itbetter pornobw sensualtouching

art-of-swords awwww-cute sexicallysexical

dorkly daddylookingforhisbaby fashion-runways

gspotwizard gentlemanfromlondon hedonistpoet

kmoviesmut lackofprivacy lusting-and-thrusting lady-feral

xzdp caledonia27 cumalloverme-baby cyrail

victoriousvocabulary voiceofrockstar bdsm-daddydoms

norwegian73 moaningmen misanthrops

xxxreesareesareesaxxx tigre75 milu-f

sexilicious-addict clingybaby daddys-little-kittens

daddyshentaiprincess silkbox dantes-workshop

muland pastel-cutie ddlgblog laceylittlethings

passion–xxx dom-wolfy thelustingcanadiangentleman

Thank you for existing!

Better Latte than Never

Ask and you shall receive! @cindersart wanted a Reyna/Calypso fic, I think this is not what you had in mine, but don’t worry, it’s not the last fic I will write about this pairing ;) Thank you to the wonderful @vampipers for being a wonderful beta. You’re the best.

Anyway, my beautiful Irish corn, my dear Drills. I hope you like it.

“Ask her out.”

Calypso almost dropped her coffee. She looked at Percy, who was smirking at her.

What!? No! I can’t.” Calypso felt her face get hot, and the knowing smirk on Percy’s face confirmed that that she was blushing like crazy.

“Why not?” Percy said, stealing a piece of Calypso’s pie. “What can you lose?”

“Oh, that’s rich coming from you, it took you four years to ask Annabeth out.” She smacked his hand when tried to grab more pie.

“That’s different, Annabeth was my best friend, and I didn’t want to lose her. You, on the other hand, have nothing to lose.”

Calypso sighed, stealing a glance at the beautiful dark haired girl, who was currently reading a book and drinking hot chocolate. Percy was right, she didn’t have anything to lose, except maybe her favorite coffee shop. Reyna (she might have heard a barista call her name) was a regular in the coffee shop, and Calypso, to Percy’s amusement, had developed a crush on her, and she had gotten it bad.

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I may have had a mini breakdown?

So this weekend has brought back some really shitty memories from my childhood.
First, I saw beauty and the beast with my mom, who stresses me the fuck out and the movie focused on father daughter stuff a lot. Which made me super sad because I’ve been missing my dad a lot recently. (Note: he’s been dead for 6 years)
Later I bought Pazuzu and remembered every horrible thing that happened to my first 2 lizards as a 10 year old. (Step mom locked her cat in my room blamed me for the lizards death, then the 2nd one died because i recently learned he was going into a state of hibernation and his food, crickets, ate him) so I am currently super fucking scared of losing another baby.
Next, I had a lovely chat with my paternal step grandmother. My grandpa is drinking himself into a stuper, because he is still mourning the death of my dad and aunt. He’s also destroying his only, cancer filled kidney.

Neededless to say I am super stressed.
I don’t know how in 3 days I’ve become so stressed but I am.


Today suuuuuuucks.

Work was legit the worst, I had a mini breakdown midday because of how overwhelmed I was and how my team is so inaccessible both work-wise and relationship-wise. Not to mention my responsibilities continue to pile up while my manager decides what he wants my job to actually be. I swear I have the duties of like 3 employees, and yet I can’t often do half of them bc my boss is never around or is so slow to respond to shit. I can’t stand my job right now.

I called my dad at lunch and went on a long walk on the trail telling him how I wanted to start looking for other places. We agreed that that would be stupid considering I’m only 5 months in and it would look awful on my resume. He also told me part of the reason I feel so stuck might be because I don’t do anything outside of work so I have literally nothing to look forward to. I stopped singing and doing theater and playing field hockey. Now all I do is work, eat, sleep, and work out. Which is crazy cause he’s right: I’ve given up everything that makes me me. I don’t even see or talk to friends unless it’s someone else’s plan that I’m in on. What is wrong with me.

Decided to let my body take a break and just did 25 minutes of hills on the treadmill and a NTC stretching workout. I need to slow down a bit after feeling like shit yesterday.

Womp. I hate being in a funk.

Kenma finds Kuroo under the kitchen table, trembling helplessly with a huge blanket pulled over his head. His notes and notebooks are strewn all over the table and the floor, and Kenma can spot a couple pens on the other side of the kitchen tiles, probably from being thrown in frustration. Quietly, he nudges aside the mess to crouch beside the shaking bundle that is his best friend.

“Kuro,” he says, making his voice soft, but firm enough that Kuroo knows that he knows that Kuroo can hear him.

The shaking doesn’t stop, but the high-pitched whines do. Kuroo sniffles. “Kenma,” he replies, but his voice is clogged with tears and sad.

“Kuro,” Kenma says again. He reaches out a hand and places it on where he assumes Kuroo’s shoulder would be. “I’m here. Okay? I’m here.”

Kuroo doesn’t reply right away, still trembling under Kenma’s hand, but a minute later, the blanket shifts, revealing black hair even messier than usual, and wet, red-rimmed eyes. His cheeks are still shiny with tears, and aa frustrated scowl is set on his face, even though his lips are still wobbly. He doesn’t look at Kenma.

Humming slightly, Kenma reaches out with both hands this time, and Kuroo obediently scooches closer, until his face is pressing against Kenma’s chest with the smaller boy’s arms around him and his blanket. Kenma rocks them slightly, fingers stroking Kuroo’s hair soothingly, wordlessly, until the other’s shaking evens out a little.

“I don’t know what came over me, I just—everything is due, and I’ve done nothing, I’m running out of time and I should know all this but I can’t—I can’t do it, I don’t know what to do and I didn’t—I didn’t want to bother anybody—gods I’m so–I’m so pathetic look at me I’m a sobbing mess I just—I’m so-I’m so tired, Kenma, so tired…”

Kenma hums again, his hands rubbing calm circles into his friend’s back. He leans his cheek against Kuroo’s messy hair. “I know, Kuro. I know. It’s okay. It’s really okay.”

They stay until Kuroo’s shaking fades into the steady deep breathing of sleep, and the dampness of Kenma’s shirt starts to dry. 

IB student CV feel free to use!!1!

Personal Qualities

Time management

Stress management

Special Skills

Bullshitting- skills honed to a fine art, (see ToK essay)

Word vomiting- (see English HL exam)

Applying meaning, depth and implications to literally anything test me.

Past work experience

50 hours of standing avec bucket for various charity events

50 hours of having a gym membership

50 hours of doing extra IWB pages and counting it as bonus visual art for creativity

(None of this is actual work experience but rly when would i have time for that)

Please hire me I have already had enough mini breakdowns to warrant a midlife crisis so don’t worry about that, as long as you don’t use any of the acronyms on the attached 7 page list or mention hexagons.

Thank u

BTS Reaction - S/O Having 4 Older Brothers

Anon Asks:  could you make a bts reaction to their s/o having four older brothers? hehe (the struggle is real for me actually) lol thanksss~

Ohh maaan, I can’t imagine having four older brothers. Must be crazy 

Jin: After finding out that you have four older brothers and they’re all older than him, Jin would be very cautious. But after meeting and spending time them, he would become very comfortable with your brothers and treat them like how he would treat the members. 

Suga: He wouldn’t really care. Suga would like to meet your older brothers and have a casual conversation with them. (He would try to find any dirt on you to use against you tbh).

J-Hope: When you told him that you had four older brothers, he would start to panic a bit; afraid that they won’t like him or like you’re dating him. He would immediately want to impress your brothers when they get a chance to meet.

Rap Monster: Knowing that you had four older brothers, Rap Monster would have a mini breakdown. But he would smile afterwards, telling you that he would love to meet your four brothers. He would ask you what type of people they are and what their hobbies are.

Jimin: Jimin would be intimidated. Like J-hope, he would worry about whether they like him or not when they meet. He would dread the day when they meet because that determines if your brothers approves of you and Jimin being a couple together.

V: He would smile and insist to meet them as soon as possible. To him, it just means that he gets to meet new people and earn new friends along the way. He wants to meet the people that had an influence in your life. Family is important to him and he wants to make a close bond with your brothers.

Jungkook: Jungkook would be in shock. He would break out in sweats and look at you with those doe-eyes, asking if you’re joking. And when the day comes for him to meet your brothers, he would act very awkward and become extremely mannerly towards the five of you. 

- Admin Duck ~