Im working on categorizing materials in the lab (aka going through tagged excavation material and putting it in our database) and I encountered a phenomena of fellow Israeli archaeology students who find the word “charcoal” enigmatic and just cant for the life of them write it correctly. This is WAY too funny to keep to myself so enjoy a compilation of archaeologists who cannot correctly english the word “charcoal” (black boxes of death cover up excavation details):
The worst kind of good bye is the kind that you don’t expect.
The worst is when you don’t even consider it an option, because four months ago he was telling you that you were the love of his life and now the word forever isn’t even uttered from his lips. Four months ago he was looking at you like you put the sun in the sky and now he looks at you like he cant wait for the sun to set and leave the skies over his head.
The worst kind of good bye is the kind that you dread. You feel it leaking into every crevice of your heart and you’ll try not to talk because you can hardly take a breath in, let alone beg him to stay while he’s stabbing wounds like “it’s over” and “I can’t do this anymore”. You’re holding in your tears and replacing them with anger and words with a lot more bark than bite like “fine, okay, leave, Jesus Christ I don’t even want you anymore”. And he’ll look at you all sad because you both know you’re lying but God fuck if he’s going to leave then just rip off the fucking band aid don’t wait around to see if the wound will heal.
The worst kind of good bye is the kind that echoes through your body months later because he left his fingerprints on parts of your body that you couldn’t expect like the back of your eyelids or the spaces between your fingertips. The worst kind of good bye is the kind that enters like a bullet but crawls it’s way out like blood from a cut. You feel it everywhere and you let it haunt you because you’d rather picture him saying “good bye” a million times than not be able to see him at all.
The worst kind of good bye is the kind that he left you, because no matter what you do you can’t seem to press the right buttons to rewind or close your eyes hard enough to shove the words back into his mouth and replace it with the love you could’ve sworn he once felt.
You could’ve sworn that good bye wasn’t even a line in your story, but suddenly it’s filled up every page you were supposed to leave for the future.
Hey y’all, so I’ve been trying to keep this a secret, as it was my guilty pleasure, but now I just want to share with you all the amazing fanfictions I’ve read since my stay in this fandom. Just some warning bc, yea. They are M/M aka male/male fics so yea, you understand. There are boys together. Who kiss and sometimes more cough. Accept that. Also none of these fics are mine, the authors will be linked along with the stories themselves!
SO HERE’S THE WILD RIDE GUYS. Give them a try. These will be my ALL TIME favourite fics so. Quality. ((this is future Lucy hola, i’ve just realised that 7/10 fics are Taekook, soz, even though I’m low-key yoonmin biased it’s really hard to find good of them so yea.)) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Words: 38,877 Chapters: 1/1 Pairing: Yoonmin l Yoongi-Jimin hOLY SHIT YES Summary: What Yoongi doesn’t say is this: “If only you knew, Park Jimin. Every song I write, and all the words I have to give, will always be yours.”(Or, Yoongi is a famous underground rapper from simple beginnings and Jimin is his hip-hop hating, exceedingly rich boyfriend). *it says smut but i cant remember so just putting it out there that it might have SMUT*
9. because fries and mixtapes by hoars Words: 6,644 Chapters: 1/1 Pairing: Taegi l Taehyung-Yoongi Summary:
Yoongi works the graveyard shift at a fast food restaurant while trying to make it big. Taehyung has insomnia.
the moon and the stars (are nothing without you) by wowoashley Words: 19,179 Chapters: 1/1 Pairing: Taekook l Taehyung-Jungkook Summary:
based off the prompt: “Taekook college AU! The college tour guide raved about the uni’s friendly atmosphere and amicable student body, but wanted a high five from a cute student and all he got was a glare”
it’s you and me (i know it’s my destiny) by florations Words: 10,334 Chapters: 1/1 Pairing: Taekook l Taehyung-Jungkook Summary: Recipe to The Perfect Halloween: 1. Pokémon costumes; 2. Lots of candy; 3. The perfect friendAll of which seven-year-old Jeon Jungkook finds in nine-year-old Kim Taehyung.(Then they grow up, and it’s not quite the same anymore.) adorable fricking hell
pick me up, buttercup by vppa Words: 9,272 Chapters: 2/2 Pairing: Taekook l Taehyung-Jungkook Summary: AU where your soulmate’s first words to you will be tattooed on your wrist when you meet.Which freakin sucks, because Jungkook’s forearm will now forever read “Hey baby, if you were a booger, I’d pick you first.“What the fuck, universe. FRICKING SOULMATE! AU YES
maybe we’re all just fools by airplanewishes Words: 52,675 Chapters: 1/1 Pairing: Taekook l Taehyung-Jungkook Summary:
Jeongguk likes to run. He’s never wanted anyone to run with him before. im pretty sure it took me like half a day to finish this but fucking hell it’s good. really good.
Cocoa Puffs by madigraye Words: 39,705 Chapters: 4/4 Pairing: Yoonmin l Yoongi-Jimin finally my bubs Summary:
Somewhere between fake basketball matches and even faker marriages, Park Jimin learns that camp is for fun, and summer is for butterflies.
all the right wrongs by aeterisks Words: 34,132 Chapters: 2/2 Pairing: Taekook l Taehyung-Jungkook Summary:
Jeongguk’s fate seems to have a name, and that name happens to be Kim Taehyung. I’m begging you get tissues before this. I forgot to notice that it’s angst so here’s the warning y’all. *IT’S FUCKING ANGST ALSO BEAUTIFUL, 100/100*
King of the Library, Knight of His Trade by madigraye Words: 47,430 Chapters:1/1 Pairing: Taekook l Taehyung-Jungkook Summary:
Moral of the story? Don’t fuck with Jeon Jungkook or else you’ll end up ruining your perfect attendance to chase his coattails. this is utterly perfect oh my god
+ Figuring It Out as We Go by peppermint_wind Words: 4,245 Chapters: 1/1 Pairing: Jikook l Jimin-Jungkook Summary: **Based off of Jungkook covering Troye Sivan’s, “Fools.” - “Jimin’s breathing begins to even, and Jungkook watches his chest rise and fall, steady and slow, like how waves wash up on Busan beaches.”
College aus are so cliche (I love a good cliche) and this means that I must, by law, include every other cliche trope in this headcanon. I don’t make the rules.
Okee here we go
-When they meet, Nesta is a junior- she’s a business major. Cassian is a senior, on scholarship for soccer, majoring in something that doesn’t matter because he’s totally going to just play soccer
-Nesta gets dragged to a party when Feyre wants her and Elain to come with her to the house that Rhys and all the soccer boys rent
-Everyone’s holding a red cup (you’ve seen movies), Feyre and Rhys are sitting on a couch whispering in each others’ ears and Elain is surrounded by a group of guys who are all trying their best to make her laugh and convince her to play beer pong. Nesta is leaning against the wall, watching the boys around Elain waiting for one of them to step a toe out of line, while avoiding all human interaction and drinking some truly disgusting trashcan punch.
-Cassian sidles up next to her and bumps her playfully on the shoulder. He’s drunk. He’s the kind of drunk that never stops moving- he’s made three rounds around the house in the last 30 minutes. He makes some truly terrible attempts at flirting- saying something along the lines of wishing that he was the cup Nesta’s holding. She stares at him for half a beat then turns and walks away.
-The next Tuesday at 9:30, Nesta is passing out packets to the Logistics class where she’s the TA. That day, at the end of the row, wearing sunglasses… indoors, is Cassian. Smiling up at her. He takes the packets and says “Thanks, Sweetheart”. Now that she’s noticed him, every time her eyes accidentally stray to where he sits, he smirks at her. Somehow, she can tell that the way he is chewing his pen is supposed to be suggestive.
-On Thursday after class the professor mentions that Nesta provides one on one tutoring. Guess who signs up.
-Despite the many idiotic jokes, the suggestions for strip tutoring, and the requests that every other topic be explained again, Nesta learns that Cassian is, in fact, not an idiot.
-He’s always just… around. The girls go out to their favorite dirty Chinese food restaurant owned by the nice Venezuelan family and 15 boys walk in. They push all the tables together and Nesta is no longer sitting next to Feyre.
-She’s sitting at a private cubicle in the library and a note falls on her book from the other side of the partition wall. “You need to get out more, Sweetheart.”
-Feyre drags them to a soccer game one night. Feyre and Elain cheer throughout the game and Nesta watches but with a straight, detached face. Then Cassian has the ball and gets his legs knocked out from under him from an illegal slide tackle. Nesta stands up and starts yelling, and yells some more when the player only gets a yellow card.
-They all go out after the game and Cassian asks Nesta if he can give her a ride home. To everyone’s surprise, Nesta says yes. When they pull up to her apartment, Cassian is about to get out of the car when Nesta puts a hand on his arm and says she can walk herself to the door, but she doesn’t get out of the car. Cassian is looking down at the hand still on her arm when she leans over and kisses him on the cheek. Except at the last moment he looks up so their mouths collide awkwardly. He puts a hand on the back of her head and deepens the kiss.
-Without a word, Nesta gets out of the car and walks to her door. At the last second though, she half turns to see Cassian still sitting there and she gives him a half smile.
i love how baekhyun shows how much we mean to him and how much he cares for us in the smallest ways. how at concert he asks exo l how they are doing, if they are having fun and telling them to get home safe. or how he comments on his own ig posts telling fans to keep warm because its cold outside, or bring an umbrella in case it rains. how he tells us to eat and just overall take care of ourselves. i love how he just smiles when he looks at the crowd with so much pride and love with his eyes. how he looks at fans when they are up close to him, giving them his soft smile as if he wants to make them feel as comfortable with him as possible. and how he always makes sure to make the exo l sign and throw hearts at us and just :( he always makes sure to thank us and involve us in things he and exo do. the way he talks to us in such a cute and caring way. like he really loves us sososo much i cant even put it into words im just rambling right now
who is your favorite band/artist? at the moment mine is MIKA
oh my god dude u just sent me into infodump hell mode here we fuckin go
ok so as of now my favorite band would probably be glass animals, because holy shit their stuff is so intricate and complex?? like the overall musical texture is just a+. i can listen to their songs over and over again without getting tired bc like literally every time i hear something new its wonderful
but liKE I FEEL LIKE IM LEAVING OUT SO MANY MORE THAT ARE ALSO MY FAVORITE BANDS/ARTISTS so here are some honorable mentions in no particular order
Gorillaz: would die for all of them. the new album literally killed me and then rose me from the dead
Nine Inch Nails: great music for going AAAAAAA!! strangely, also good music for crying
Panic! At the Disco: Beebop Eureka is the only man ill ever love
Bush: Also good AAAAAA! music. strangely powerful though??
Radiohead: there was a post that i saw on here once that said something like “radiohead makes music for people who are afraid to ask for ketchup at mcdonalds.” to this day its the truest statement ive ever read
Arctic Monkeys: this band always slips back into my life at the weirdest times and i just roll with it
Foster the People: My favorite band in sixth grade. i still love them to death. torches will always be sacred to me
The Offspring: from my edgy phase (which im still lowkey in)
Fall Out Boy: I CANT EVEN PUT THIS ONE INTO WORDS I LOVE THEM SO MUCH. GOD BLESS AMERICA
Nirvana: I was blasting smells like teen spirit while driving past my old middle school and it scared the shit out of the sixth graders. A+ music
Weezer: Shout out to the cute girl that got my gay ass to listen to this one
Pierce the Veil: And this one too
The 1975: Look shes really pretty and wonderful ok dont judge me
Two Door Cinema Club: I listened to them because the album cover for tourist history has a cat on it. i have no regrets
Grouplove: Good summer vibes. their music always cheers me up
Twenty One Pilots: I’m sorry. I’m so sorry I have no excuse for this one
its like.. i know its a joke but its not funny bc i know that ksoo is not like that…. saying that makes it seem that he’s truly evil and hates his members and everything lmao like no he loves his members and cares for them… idk i just cant put it in to words how dont like it :/
I JUST FREAKING LOVE ASTRO SO MUCH I CANT EVEN PUT IT INTO WORDS MY VOCABULARY IS TOO SMALL I JUST !!!!!! ASTRO IS THE LITERAL EMBODIMENT OF HANDING OUT CANDIES TO SICK CHILDREN ON THE STREETS !!!!! THEYRE THE PERSONIFICATION OF THREE MILLION SUNFLOWERS SPROUTING AND GROWING IN A FIELD OF CHRYSANTHEMUMS!!!!!!! THEY MAKE ME SMILE AND GIGGLE EVERY DAY OF MY LIFE !!!!!!!!!!!! THEY MAKE ME CRY TEARS OF JOY ON THE DAILY !!!!! THEY MAKE ME CRY TEAR OF SADNESS WHEN THEYRE SAD I JUST WANT THEM TO BE HAPPY I REALLY HOPE THEY ARE!!!!!!!!!!! THEIR MUSIC MAKES ME F E E L SO MUCH I CANT EVEN DESCRIBE IT IN LITERAL TERMS!!!! SPRING UP MAKES ME WANNA PICK UP ALL MY FRIENDS IN A JEEP AND BLAST MUSIC AND GO ON A PICNIC IN WHIMSICAL CLOTHING !!!!!!! ITS THE EMBODIMENT OF FLOWERS GROWING AND THE SUN RISING!!!! SUMMER VIBES MAKES ME WANNA SHOVE 56 POPSICLES IN MY VERY MOUTH AND SCREAM KATY PERRY LYRICS AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS AND SIT AROUND A BONFIRE AND WRAP MYSELF IN A WARM BLANKET IN THE HEAT !!!!! AUTUMN STORY MAKES ME FEEL LIKE IM FLOATING IN THE WIND WITH FALLEN LEAVES AND SUDDENLY FALL IS THE ONLY SEASON I KNOW!!! I FEEL LIKE THEY ARE SITTING RIGHT NEXT TO ME WHEN I LISTEN!!!! WINTER DREAM MAKES ME WANNA HUG MY MOM AND TELL HER I LOVE HER AND THEN HAVE A DANCE PARTY ?????????? I WANNA SOB MY FACE OFF THEN GIGGLE MYSELF TO SLEEP. DREAM PT 01 MAKES ME DO TWELVE CARTWHEELS WHILE SHOOTING CONFETTI FROM MY ARMPITS!!!!!!!! THERES SOMETHING SO AMAZING AND SPECIFIC ABOUT THEIR MUSIC THAT PUTS ME IN SUCH A /PLACE/!!!!!! IT REALLY TAKES ME SOMEWHERE ELSE!!!!!! IVE STANNED SO MANY OTHER GROUPS BEFORE BUT IVE NEVER FELT THIS WAY ??? IVE NEVER LOVED THEM SO MUCH. I WANNA GIVE MY ALL TO THESE SIX BOYS BC THEY HAVE TRULY DONE SO MUCH FOR ME!!!!!!!!!! I DISCOVERED THEM AT THE MOST STRESSFUL TIME OF MY LIFE AND SOMETIMES I JUST. FEEL LIKE. THEY FOUND /ME/ RIGHT AT THE PERFECT TIME!!!!!!!!!!! THEY ARE WHAT GOT ME THRU. I JUST LOVE THESE TALENTED WARM-HEARTED SILLY KIND DUMB INTELLECTUALS SO MUCH!!!!! I WANNA KNIT A PASTEL PINK QUILT AND WRAP ALL SIX OF THEM IN IT AND STROKE THEIR HAIR WHILE READING THEM BEDTIME STORIES !!!!!!!!! BUT THEN I ALSO WANNA RUN WILD WITH THEM AT AN AMUSEMENT PARK AND HAVE ALL SORTS OF SHENANIGANS!!!!!!!! SOMETIMES I JUST FEEL. SO. CLOSE TO THEM ITS RIDICULOUS!!!!! I REALLY DO FEEL LIKE IF I LOOK THROUGH THAT MIRROR OR DRINK THAT SODA OR DRAW THEM THEY WILL JUST APPEAR !!!!!! THEY SHINE SO BRIGHT THEY REALLY ARE LIKE MY STARS AND I WILL FOLLOW THEM UNTIL THE END
Characters: Henry, Patrick, others mentioned
Request: I just read your Patrick x reader one and I LOVED IT.
Could you write some the same but for henry? Could you also include more time with the others as well? Like maybe they don’t mind the reader and find her funny.
You sat in your science class in silence.
It was exam time and you had all be forced to rearrange seating so people who were friends couldn’t try and copy of each other. Not that it really stopped some.
You were sat next to Henry Bowers, someone who you didn’t like but didn’t hate. At least, that’s what you told yourself. Of all the boys in your school, you had to develop a crush on him. He was the head of small ‘gang’ with a couple of kids from your school. But you sat in a sort of purgatory on their list.
You were popular or unpopular. You didn’t have a lot of friends but you didn’t have a lot of enemy’s. You didn’t do anything to help them but you didn’t do anything to annoy them. You were just ‘there’.
You felt a nudge on your elbow and glanced to the side, seeing Henry staring at you.
“Let me copy?” He half asked, half demanded.
you furrowed your brow and glanced at the teacher who was staring mindlessly out the window.
In your mind, you weighed the options. On the one hand, if you didn’t let him copy you, he would probably put you on his ‘first to kill’ list which grew longer every day. But on the other, he wouldn’t be BFFs with you but would owe you one. So you would really just stay were you were in his books. You reached out and took your calculator, discreetly sliding it along to Henry, who took it and looked it over, confused.
You then leaned back in your chair, stretching your arm over your head.
The teacher noticed and scurried over to you. You could feel Henrys eyes on you as they bore into the side of your skull, thinking you were going to tell.
“Sorry miss, but Ive left my calculator in my locker.” You whispered to her, making your voice almost sickly sweet. The teacher raised an eyebrow at you. “Can you go get it for me? Unless you want me to go or share with someone.” You looked around innocently glancing around, your eyes finding the calculator in Henrys hand. You saw Henrys eyes light up when he realised what you were doing. The teacher, who obviously was thinking if you shared, you would cheat and if you went to your locker, you could search the answer.
“Right.” She shoved her hand out and you buried your hand in your jacket pocket, pulling out your locker key and placing the key in her palm.
She went over and wedged the door open, gave the class a scowl and left.
“Quick.” You order, shoving your paper to Henry, who instantly started to copy word for word. You shoved his shoulder.
“What?!” He snapped as he scribbled furiously. Thankfully, a couple of people were whispering to each other.
“Who in the hell taught you to cheat. Don’t copy exactly what ive put or they’ll know and we’ll both get held back. Make some mistakes and scribble them out. Make spelling mistakes. I know I haven’t spelt “saprophyte” wrong so you cant spell it the exact same way! Word things slightly differently.” You scolded him, seeing his eyes widen. You thought he would go berserk at you, exam or no exam, but then it faded and he nodded slightly and got back to work, changing things.
You heard the clicking of the teachers heels and nudged him again. He nodded, understanding why you did it and slid back slightly just as the teacher walked back in.
She came over and placed the key and spare calculator you kept in your locker on your table. You were thankful that you had a space.
She returned to her seat and continued to stare out the window.
The next hour or so, you would sit back in your chair and mess about with the calculator so Henry could copy down your answers. When you saw he was finished, you let him go up and hand in his paper first. He came back, shoving his things into his bag along with your calculator and left.
You waited 5 minutes before going to hand in your test.
With that, you left.
You walked out the school, your bag slung over one shoulder. You weren’t paying attention to much when you heard your name being shouted from the right. You glanced up to see Henry sitting in his car with the roof down. In the passenger side was Reginald “Belch” Huggins (a rather chubby boy for someone who bullied fat kids) and in the back was Patrick hockstetter and Victor “Vic” Criss (who had bleached blonde hair).
You raised your eyebrows as you approached the car cautiously.
“Thanks for that.” Henry said before throwing something at you. Well, not throw, more tossed.
You caught it and saw it was your calculator.
“No problem. Just warn me next time and not in the middle of the exam.” You smile as you let your bag fall down your arm, catching it on your elbow and unzipped it. You shoved the calculator inside and zipped it up.
“You have a lot of experience cheating?” Vic called to you. you look up at him, raising an eyebrow.
“Not really. But I wasn’t born yesterday.” You shrug, wondering why they had suddenly taken such an interest in you.
“Where you going?” Henry was next to question you.
“The little store.” You nodded down the road that lead to the store.
“What a coincidence. That’s where we’re going.” Patrick leaned forward and playfully shoved Henrys shoulder, earning a scowl from the driver.
“We’ll give you a lift.” Henry nodded to the passenger seat. You looked at Belch, who frowned before both Patrick and Vic grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him backwards.
You glanced around as he moved into the back of the car. There was at least 10 people looking over at you. if you got in the car with them and something went wrong, people would say you had been with them. And if you refused, you might fall into their bad books.
Plus, it was a bit of excitement.
You walked around the car and opened the door, elegantly climbing in.
“well, well, gents. This is the first time we’ve had a lady in the car.” Vic, who was now sitting in the middle of the three, leaned forward, his hands resting on the backs of the seats.
“Well, if you mind your ‘P’s and ‘Q’s, you might be a lady someday, too.” You suddenly said, your voice dripping with sarcasm and the remark coming out before you could think. You were so used to people not really paying attention to you that you were able to say things without them knowing. You bite down hard on your inner cheek, wondering if you had just condemned yourself. That was until Henry, Patrick and Blech started laughing their heads off.
“She got you!” Patrick said, slapping the back of Vics head as he sat back. You glanced back and could see he wasn’t mad. Which made you relax.
you placed your bag on the floor as the car sped off.
Henry turned on the radio, blasting it loud as he drove. The wind hit your face and made the lose strands of your hair fly out behind you.
It was rather nice, even though you were very much on edge.
The boys joked about, shoving each other in the back seat.
But, soon enough, you were at the small store. Henry pulled up outside.
You jumped out, swinging your bag over your shoulder.
“Thanks for the ride.” You smiled.
————time skip —————
Since that day, you seemed to have developed a sort of friendship with most of the boys. You didn’t go out of your way to find them, but they seemed to find you. Especially Henry.
He seemed to enjoy your company. And, even though he was in manys eyes absolutely insane, you couldn’t stop your attraction to him. Even more so when he spent so much time with you.
Henry acted as a sort of barrier between you and most others. You noticed that people seemed to notice when you walked by, something you found strange. You didn’t mind, just so long as you didn’t get too much attention.
The guys seemed to enjoy your dry humour and sarcastic remarks. You made them laugh every time you were around them and they had even started using some of your lines.
At first, you thought maybe it was an act, but as the weeks turned to months, you knew none of them were this dedicated to an act.
Plus, you were a distraction. If you noticed any kid who was on the gangs bad side, you would go out of your way to distract them. This earned you a little more friendship and kindness in classes that weren’t with the guys.
It was raining hard today. You had been visiting family out of town overnight. Of course, the guys knew about this because henry had dropped you off at the bus stop after school yesterday. He had also asked when you would be coming back and you told him it was only one night and you’d be back by 2pm. It was a Saturday so there was no school.
You walked with your head down and hood up, resenting every drop of rain that hit your head.
“[y/n]!” Henrys voice filled your ears and you looked up. You were walking past the woods and saw Henry standing between some trees, drenched to the bone from his dirty blonde hair to his shoes. He waved at you and signalled for you to come over.
“What they hell are you doing out in this weather?” You asked, running over to him. He smiled down at you.
“We found a cave.” he said as he grabbed your forearm and started to drag you into the woods before you could protest. The two of you only walked for a minute before you came to the side of a cliff. You heard the guys before you saw them.
Sure enough, there was a cave and Henry pulled you inside. They all sat around what looked like a poor attempt at starting a fire. Henry shook his head, the water flying out his hair and hitting the guys, who cursed him out.
“hey, [y/n], where yah been?” Beltch asked, looking up at you. “Henrys been pulling his hair out.” Belch smirked at Henry who scowled back, looking ready to punch him so you knew you had to say something quickly.
“Just visiting some family.” You smiled, dropping your bag to the floor.
This seemed to move the attention along as Belch started to try light a fire with two wet rocks and Patrick offered the flame of his lighter but it didn’t do much. You frowned.
“Who taught you how to light a fire?” You asked, earning a chuckle from the group. This had become a sort of signature for you. If you saw them doing something stupid or wrong, you would ask who taught them to do it.
“You think you can do better?” Belch challenged you, gesturing to the pile of leaves and sticks.
“Anyone got an aerosol?” You asked, and Vic said he did. He reached into his bag and pulled out a can of hair spray and tossed it to you. you reached out to Patrick who instantly caught on and chucked you his lighter.
“Stand back.” You warned as you shook the can. The boys backed away slightly, knowing you meant what you said.
You held the can behind the lighter (which was at arms length). You then flicked the lighter open so the flame came on. Aiming for the fire, you pressed down on the can, releasing the spray.
The second it hit the flame, it became a fire stream that lit the leaves and sticks and that made the guys jump and then go crazy over.
You stopped after a second and tossed the can back to Vic whos mouth was wide open, placing the lighter down beside Patrick. Belch let out an inhuman sound of excitement and Patrick was clapping and looking very impressed. You glanced to Henry who was smiling widely at you.
For a while the five of you sat in the cave, chatting, laughing and enjoying each others company. Belch was the first to leave, soon followed by Vic. Patrick stayed a little longer but he soon took off. That left the two of you. You and Henry were sat towards the back of the cave, side by side. You had taken your thick coat off long ago and laid it across your lap for warmth. You glanced at Henry and noticed he was shaking. His knees were drawn up to his chest and his hung loosely over them.
Sitting up slightly, you moved closer to him and moved your coat to cover him as well. Your arms were against his and you could feel how cold his skin really was. He was going to die of hyperthermia if he didn’t warm up. You reached to your bag and pulled it closer, opening it. After a moment of shuffling around, you found a thin blanket you had taken with you. pulling it out, you moved your coat off his lap, much to his utter confusion before covering you both back up with the blanket.
“You should have brought a jacket.” You mumbled, getting a shrug of the shoulders from him. Thinking back, a part of you doubted if Henry even owned a proper coat. You had heard from others in the group of his father and it was safe to say you despised him.
You let your head loll to the side, resting it against Henrys shoulder. It soon began to warm up under the covers and your eyelids began to get heavy.
You nodded off, cuddling into Henry as you did.
When you woke up, you were still in the cave with him. You could tell from the fading light you must have been asleep for a while, but Henry hadn’t moved an inch. He was staring at the fire. You could feel he was warm to the touch, which hopefully meant he would not get ill.
You didn’t let him you know you were awake just yet.
It felt so nice and natural to sit like this with him and, despite his persona at school, he was different when you were alone with him. The rain had subsided a little but not much since you drifted off and the fire was a little smaller than before but you wanted to stay in this moment forever. But you knew you couldn’t.
“sorry.” You mumbled as you sat up, making Henry jump slightly. You giggled as you stretched. “You should have woke me.”
All Henry did was shrug, looking from you to the fire.
He was thinking, hard. You could see it in his eyes.
“I…I should get going.” You went to stand up, thinking that he maybe wanted to be alone. That was, until, a hand grabbed your wrist, pulling you back down.
“Stay. Just for a little.” Henry said, his voice sounding rougher than normal. You smiled at him before retaking your seat beside him. He was still staring at the fire, his brow pulled into a frown.
You reached out, gently touching your palm to his cheek. He flinched at the action and it made your heart ache for him, but you gently tried again, noticing how this time he didn’t flinch. You moved his face around to face you.
“Henry, is everything okay?” You asked, your thumb rubbing his cheek a little, trying to calm him down.
You could feel his jaw tensing as he gritted his teeth, let out a deep breath.
His eyes bore into yours, searching for something but you didn’t know what.
“Henry?” You breathed, tilting your head to the side, trying to figure out what he was thinking so hard about.
But this seemed to break him.
He moved forward quickly, slamming his lips against yours. You were surprised by this sudden display of affection from him, especially toward you. But as your mind lulled you into a calmness, you realised you were the only one he was every even slightly affectionate to.
He never asked the guys if they were okay, but he would if he saw dark circles under your eyes after a bad night sleep. He wouldn’t ask the guys if they were hungry and wanted to go for food, he would just order if he wanted but he also asked you. He never sat as close to the guys as he did with you. Never went out of his way to make the guys feel safe.
And he would never have let the guys fall asleep on him. Not only that, but stay till they woke up. And then ask them to stay.
your mind races but then fell silent and your body took over.
You shyly started to kiss him back, keeping your hand on his cheek and placing the other on his chest, feeling his heart beating fast within his chest.
He stiffened at the contact, but the relaxed, his hands reaching out to find your waist and wrapping his arms around it. You were pulled against him, feeling his slightly shaking hands placed flat on your back.
All you could hear was the gentle sound of the rain from outside the cave and the small howl of the wind. Coupling that with such a sweet and passionate kiss made you fall in love with the situation.
You pulled back first, panting slightly as your eyes fluttered open to meet his. You were surprised to see a hint of fear behind them as he searched your eyes for any sign of hatred toward him.
But then he watched as your mouth moved into a beautiful smile and your cheek glow red.
His heart stopped in his chest as he couldn’t help but return the smile. But his heart soon got a jump start when you leaned back in for another kiss, one which Henry was all too happy to oblige to.
You weren’t sure why you allowed yourself to fall for him, or even when. But as your lips tingled, cheeks heat up, heart stop and mind race, you didn’t care.
That was until you heard a voice fill the cave.
“Did I leave my lighter here….” Patrick came into the cave, his hair having been covering his eyes thanks to the rain, he hadn’t seen you and Henry until he was inside the cave. You jumped back from Henry, huddling your legs up to your chest as you felt your cheek light up on fire. But Patricks surprised look turned to a smile.
“Nice. Hes been mad for you, you know…” Patrick then made a wanking gesture, shaking his hand.
Henry reached to the side and grabbed a stone, hurtling it at Patrick. You were sure it might have given him a concussion if it hadn’t have just missed him.
Patrick ducked to the side, laughing as he ducked down and picked the lighter off the floor, throwing it up and down as he turned, about to go back out into the rain. But he paused and turned around.
“Can I join in?” He asked, looking genuine until his face broke into menacing smile.
Henry scrambled out from under the covers, bolting for his old friend. Patrick turned and ran out the cave and, if it hadn’t have been raining, you were sure Henry would have went out after him. But he stopped when he came to the mouth of the cave, panting hard. He wouldn’t turn to look at you and you knew you had to make the first move.
You moved out from under the covers, stood up and walked over to him. You wrapped your arms around his right arm, intertwining your fingers with his.
You could see he was really angry about what Patrick had said and, although you knew you shouldn’t, you found it funny.
you couldn’t help but giggle, moving your head down to place your forehead on his shoulder, trying to hide your smile from him. You felt him turn his head towards you and you glanced up, biting your lower lip to try hid your laughter. But when you’re eyes met his, you saw his soften and his body relax. Any anger for Patrick seemed to have seeped away when he looked at you. But you saw his cheeks were tingled with red, meaning the words Patrick had said at the start hadn’t been a lie.
“You really want me?” You ask. You didn’t really want to use the word ‘want’, but you thought ‘like’ or ‘love’ would be too sappy for him.
Henry nodded, turning on the spot. You dropped your hands from his as his own hand rested on your hips. You couldn’t help but giggle, placing your hands on his chest, running one hand up and around to the back of his neck.
“I feel the same.” You mumbled, stepping closer so you were pressed against him.
henry smirked before dipping down, kissing you again.
This kiss was more relaxed and not a tense. You let out a quiet moan against his lips, feeling him tense then pull your closer, if that were possible.
You pulled back, turning to glance out the cave.
“You know, it doesn’t look like its going to lighten up any time soon.” You nodded to the sky, referring to the rain. Henry stared at you blankly for a moment before you saw the realisation dawn in his eyes.
“Yeah, looks like we’ll just have to stay here a little long.” He chuckles, pulling you back into the cave. You were so thankful for the storm.
Hamilton act 1- all you need to know about the songs basically
alexander hamilton: the one everyone knows, also bastard isn’t said in the context that you’d think ( but it still kinda is since alex was a fucking bastard)
aaron burr sir: TELL THE KING CASSE TOI WHOS THE BEST C’EST MOI
my shot: if somehow you didn’t catch ‘’im not throwing away my shot’’ part dont worry they’ll repeat it. a lot.
the story of tonight: yo my dudebros we’ll tell our kidz about how tonight we started muthafuckin revolutionnn ayeee
the schuyler sisters:WORK …… and peggy
farmer refuted: DONT SKIP THIS SONG ffs its like the most iconic diss track ever
you’ll be back: for some reason this will probably be the first song that you’ll listen to after listening to the whole soundtrack ( probably bc jonathan groff has a voice of an angel and its catchy af)
right hand man: BOOM GOES THE CANNON WATCH THE BLOOD AND THE SHITSPRAY
winters ball: yo my dudebros let sing about the l a d i e s
helpless: and then he shakes your hand and says be true……. LOL THE FORESHADOWING
satisfied:one of my 4 fave songs in this musical.
story of tonight reprise: if alexander can get married theres hope for our ass after all+ raise a glass to freedom… something you’ll never see again
wait for it: the other fave and one of my all time favorite songs ever
stay alive. YOU TALKED SHIT ABOUT MY DAD ( i mean general oops) STEP THE FUCK UP BITCHHH
ten duel commandments: its literally ten duel commandments lol idk what u were expecting
meet me inside: ‘’ dont call me son’’ honestly all i can think about is you’re not my dad vine
that would be enough: alexander pls calm ur tits im pregnant
guns and ships: knowing all the words of this song but not being able to actually rap them is an agony
history has its eyes on you: a really deep, meaningful song i cant even try making a semi-funny comment
yorktown: WHEN YOU KNOCK ME DOWN I GET THE FUCK BACK UP AGAIN ( also put this on while exercising u will feel like you are going to battle 100% guaranteed)
what comes next: a w e s o m e W O W
dear theodosia: again such a beautiful song but also u can kind of look at it as alex trying to one up burr in ‘’ who loves his kid more’’ if u really wanna
non-stop- one of the best songs in the musical, sort of a mess but like good ‘bohemian rhapsody’ type of mess ( also THE OTHER 51)