just something small before i sleep

What I Learned From University

FIRST YEAR

  • Everyone is super friendly, especially in the first few weeks → Introduce yourself to the people sitting near you for the first few weeks of lectures. Everyone is looking for a friend or at least someone to talk to!!
  • If you commute, make that time productive → My bus ride was an hour there and back each day. It sucks but I would try to be productive for at least half of the commute. I have a post about being productive on public transport here.
  • On that note, stay on campus as long as possible each day → As soon as I got back home I would procrastinate every little thing. Stay in an already productive environment for as long as possible.
  • Maybe don’t buy your textbooks used → I thought I was being smart by buying used textbooks (most schools will have a buy and sell facebook page for textbooks). I ended up having to pay for access codes in order to do my online homework – access codes that cost ~$70 separately and came included with new textbooks anyways. Email your prof or talk to someone who has recently taken the class to find out if you need an access code. If you do, your best bet is to buy a new version of the textbook (unless you can get a seriously cheap used textbook).
  • Print off your timetable and find all of your classes before the first day → This helped me so much! I found exactly where all my classes were before the first day of class. I wrote down little tricks to help me remember where everything was (i.e. my calc lecture is in the arts and science building which is also where the only subway on campus is).
  • Don’t knock living at home to save money → If you’re lucky enough to have a college or university close to home at least consider living at home. Getting your own place or living in dorms is expensive. (But if you have to find off campus housing on your own, don’t leave it too late or you might not find a place)
  • Figure out the best way to take notes for each class → You have to customize the way you study for each class, all depending on the prof and the content. I hand-wrote notes for some classes (chem, calc, and physics), but not others (psych and bio). If you’re writing by hand you can always just annotate your textbook notes or lecture slides (if they’re posted before class). If you fall behind while taking notes, just leave a gap and check out a friend’s notes after class.
  • Adjust your expectations → Don’t expect to get straight A’s, like you might have in high school. You can strive for straight A’s but be realistic as time goes on. For classes I struggled with, I expected to be near the class average. If I was a lot lower than the class average then I would know to invest more time.
  • Make time for physical activity → If we’re being honest I hardly exercised during uni. Go for at least a half hour walk each day and try to start a physical activity routine. Get a friend and join a sports team, go to a fitness class, or commit to some form of a daily workout with them! You’ll feel bad bailing on someone else, plus working out is more fun with other people.
  • Review content throughout the semester → Reviewing little bits of content will save you a massive content review right before finals! Look through old notes while you wait for your daily coffee or take 15 minutes to watch some khan academy videos on stuff you learned in the first month of classes.
  • Think seriously about how much you can handle → Don’t take on too many responsibilities at once and consider all of your options! I worked weekends and some week nights throughout the school year. Looking back I should have worked less because my stress levels were way too high. Also, quite a few people I talked to took 4 classes instead of 5, for their first semester of university. I don’t think I would have done it, in the end, but it’s always something to consider.
  • Have fun but be responsible at parties → Always go to parties with people you trust!! If you didn’t do much partying/drinking during high school (like me), remember to pace yourself when drinking! Eat before you go out and have some water between each drink, till you find your limit. Don’t let yourself be peer-pressured into anything but also don’t be afraid to have fun! And check out if your uni has a safe walk program (someone will come and walk you back to your dorm or your car if you feel unsafe or nervous for any reason)
  • When procrastination hits, aim to be productive in some way → The only reason my biology mark was so high was because I would study biology whenever I got sick of studying for physics and calculus. If you know you need to study but just can’t do it, start by being productive in some other way – study a subject you do like, do your laundry, organize your study area, etc. Get your brain to start thinking productively.
  • Labs are difficult so be prepared → I had so many labs first year. Some tips: eat and hydrate before labs, never assume you can finish your prelab last minute, be nice to your lab partner, always remember lab safety (don’t be the person trying to wear shorts in the lab, TAs will not hesitate to kick you out), don’t rush through an experiment but be efficient, and ask for help (even if you feel like you’re bothering your TA).
  • Please go to bed early. Sleep affects everything → I was so dumb and would never go to bed early even though I had to be up at 6 am almost every day to catch the bus. Lack of sleep will catch up to you eventually!! Also, all nighters are not necessary, unless you make them necessary. I prioritized and never had to stay awake too late. And never pull an all nighter the night before an exam (you’re better off getting sleep and resting your brain).
  • Bring a water bottle everywhere → Buy a decent water bottle and always carry it with you. Even though my uni is small there are still tons of spots around campus where I can refill my water bottle!! Stay hydrated my friends!
  • A practice problem a day keeps the F away → This saying probably works best for science classes, but I guess a reading a day will get you somewhere too. Do something for every class each day, even if it’s just a practice problem or a quick reading. Develop a routine!
  • You’ll have lots of midterms → I was under the impression that midterms happened just once a semester (I thought I would have one week where I had a midterm for each class). That was not my reality. I had 2 or 3 midterms for each of my classes scattered throughout the semester. Study really hard for your first set of midterms till you get used to the high expectations!
  • Don’t worry about what other people are doing or thinking → This is mostly in regards to social media. I was bummed when I looked back on my first year of university, because I felt like I hadn’t done anything fun compared to other people. You only see the image that other people want you to see. You don’t know how hard someone worked or how hard they didn’t work. Just focus on you and how you can affect positive results in your life.
  • Other people literally don’t care about your appearance → My friend’s little sister visited campus and asked us “Why is everyone wearing sweatpants?” People literally don’t care. Dress nice and put lots of makeup on one day, because you feel like it, and wear sweats the next day.
  • Start essays and reports as soon as possible → You never know what might come up so be prepared for the worst! Outline your essay or graph your data as soon as you can.
  • Eat healthy and do meal prep → You can eat healthy during university! Set aside a couple of nights each week to do meal prep. Cook food in bulk to save money and don’t eat out too much. Try to have at least 1 serving of fruits or veggies with each meal or snack you eat!
  • Find a good study spot on campus → Explore your campus and figure out your favourite places to study. I had a couple of spots where I would always meet my friends to study and quiet spots where no one would bother me. Studying outside or in an area with natural light is always good.
  • Don’t be afraid to talk to your profs and TAs → This is the number one thing I’m going to try to do more of in my second year. TAs are chill to talk to and they can tell you tons of useful information on what upper year classes are like, which professors are good, why they chose to go to grad school, etc. If you’re struggling in lectures or labs, talk to your prof or TA! Make an appointment and be sure you can tell them exactly which concepts you’re struggling with or at least where you got lost. One of my profs told us he just waits hopefully during office hours for someone to come in. (Also profs love it if you ask them about their research or any topics they seem passionate about during lectures.)
  • Explore all the resources your university has to offer → My university has a program that is basically people bringing their dogs around for students to pet, in order to relieve stress. It actually works and gave me something to look forward to! Just be aware of your options so that if something in your life changes you know where you can go to ask for help.
  • Get a planner and utilize it → There’s no excuse not to have a planner of some sort. Use your phone, get a bullet journal, or buy a cheap planner. Have somewhere where you can record important deadlines and make to do lists. I also recommend back planning all of your studying at the beginning of the semester. Write down your midterms and finals dates and write down how much you’re going to study each day leading up to the exam. This way you’ll be able to look ahead at each month and figure out what needs to be done (i.e. getting an essay done early because the due date falls during a busy week of midterms)

This post ended up being a lot longer than I expected whoops. Take the things I said into consideration but remember that everyone’s experience will be different. Good luck to everyone heading to university!


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Feel Everythin’

Originally posted by natpekis

Summary: Bucky’s forgotten many facets of being human, from kindness to sharing a touch. There’s something about you, however, that’s been resurrecting a piece of his old self, a piece of a man that wasn’t afraid of the human touch, of a man that craved it.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Wordcount: 3,621

A/N: This is for Carolina’s prompt game! Congrats on 7k, Caro! I also wanna thank Kumi’s bitch ass for helping me with some smol mistakes in this! Thanks friendo!

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Bucky Barnes has difficulty in remembering the times when he knew that the human touch wasn’t so bad.

The quick pace of his new life as an Avenger distracts him from the fact that he doesn’t know himself too well, either. Bucky knows that his real name is James Buchanan Barnes, he knows his dead sister’s name was Rebecca, and he knows that Steve Rogers used to be a good friend of his, but he has no clue who he is, who he was.

It is a cruel fact of his life that is cruel that haunts him day in and day out.

He tries, though. He tires himself out trying to remember what it used to feel like to be human. No, not just human; he tries to remember what it used to feel like to be a human that could feel something other than cool grief, a human that could yearn the human touch, one that could feel something akin to warmth.

Warmth is such a foreign notion to Bucky.

Therefore, when he first meets you and he feels something tender and warm blossoming in the pit of his nervous belly, he can’t help but revere you indefinitely.

He does so with bashful glances when you’re not looking.

It’s odd, really. Steve always told you Bucky used to be quite the talker and quite the charming young man.

But, then again, that was back then, back in a time where humanity still couldn’t fathom the idea of greedy hands controlling a terrified young man’s mind.

So, you don’t think much of Steve’s friend’s serious demeanor. You reason that it isn’t so easy to be all that happy after being tortured and controlled by the likes of HYDRA.

You don’t take it so personally when Bucky gives you nothing more than one-word or two-word answers. It’s efficient enough that he gets his point across, but it leaves you wanting a little more.

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dungeons & witches [ richie tozier x reader ] pt.2

summary: (name) and richie have a sleepover

words: 2 200 (oops worth the read tho promise)

a/n: this is written for @superwolfiestar ‘s “Beauty and the Beast Halloween prompt challenge”! this is day and prompt pile of leaves. Also, I used @horrificmemes
31 Horrific Days v2 [October Writing Challenge] ! same day, prompt eyes. dis is cute read it plz

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Richie Tozier stayed late for the D&D campaign. Your grandfather had joined the two of you by your request; he was the storyteller, whilst you and Richie had characters that moved across the board with different powers and striking names. Yours is a mage, which Richie was not surprised to hear at all, whilst he took up your grandmother’s figure, a knight. Your grandfather’s accent was a bit difficult to understand, and once he found himself lost he simply glanced at you. Then you’d lean in and explain in clear hushed words what he was to do. True to his word, Richie had yet to roll a bad dice. But he could hardly focus. For some reason, you were just too distracting.

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Five times Anxiety accidentally called Morality “Dad” and the one time it was on purpose

Im full of emotions, and I’m full of inspiration. Have fluff!

-0-

I

The first time Virgil calls Patton “Dad” was fully an accident and something the darker boy couldn’t quite remember.

He had been staying over in Logan’s room for the night, the darkness of his own space starting to suffocate him, and when the morning came and Patton started popping up in everyone’s space to get them up Virgil had answered with an exhausted “coming dad” and fallen right back to sleep

“Did he just call you-?”

“Well, I am the dad character”

Logan shook his head with a small smile and Patton chuckled

“Go ahead Pat; I’ll wake him up in a bit”

“Okay!”

And with that Patton sunk down to the common room

-0-

II

The second time it happened it was before breakfast

“Hey dad, there’s no more cereal”

“…Did you just call Patton dad?”

Anxiety froze, the gallon of milk floating slightly over the counter. It had slipped out; something Virgil always called Patton on his head but never out loud

“You’ve called me dad too Roman, is perfectly fine right kiddo?”

“R-right…” Virgil shook his head and smirked at Roman “So what, we’re siblings now?”

Roman snorted and threw a balled up napkin in Virgil’s direction

“Of course Emo Lord”

“Whatever you say Drama King”

-0-

III

Surprisingly (or not so, Virgil wasn’t so sure anymore) he had hit a creative road. Or to be more specific his pen refused to write because no ideas were entering his brain. Virgil gave an exhausted sigh and stood up from the floor to stretch

He closed his eyes and appeared back in the common room, immediately throwing himself on the couch and pressing his legs as close to his chest as possible.

A cup of tea appeared in his line of sight and Virgil gave a soft smile up to Patton

“Something on your mind kiddo?”

“Nothing, that’s kind of the problem”

“Oh? May I ask?”

Virgil shrugged and passed his notebook up to Patton, who by that point had already sated down besides the anxious trait

“I can’t… is not good”

“Wha- Kiddo! This is amazing! It has lots of feelings and a really nice flow, maybe if you switched a few words… but in general! This is amazing Vir!”

Virgil gave him a soft smile and took back his notebook

“Thanks Dad- A-I mean!”

Patton laughed and messed up Virgil’s hair

“It’s okay kiddo, I don’t mind”

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IV

It was one of those weird days where Logan was really into PDA and Virgil wasn’t exactly opposite to it. They were cuddling, nothing too out of the normal but slightly enough to make Roman raise an eyebrow at the pair. Virgil stuck his tongue out at the royal and Roman just chuckled, wolf whistling at the pair as he went

“I swear he acts like a kid!”

“Let him be, he is as childish as all of us”

Virgil shrugged; Logan was right even if he tried to deny it

With that Logan went back to pepper Virgil’s neck with little kisses, putting his really cold hands underneath the darker traits shirt and making him giggle

“Lo, what if daaaa- Patton! What if Patton sees?”

Logan chuckled a little, stopping his kissing to look at his boyfriend

“You can call him dad you know? And he has know of us for perhaps longer than we”

“Is embarrassing, both things”

With that Logan shook his head a little and went back to just cuddling with his boyfriend

-0-

V

It wasn’t normal for the sides to get “sick” per say, but they all went through situations that let them in something that people would call “a cold”

This time it was Virgil’s turn. He tossed and turned in bed, too hot and too cold and too stuffy but too lonely, discomfort making him move around and throw his sheets away but scrambling back to put them around himself because it was cold, but also hot, and why was this happening to him.

Patton knocked gently on the doorframe and Virgil groaned

“Hey kiddo, how are you feeling?”

“I want death”

Patton chuckled and petted Virgil’s hair

“You’ll be fine, here, I bring food”

He spoon feed Anxiety until the tired trait groaned and refused more food, his stomach turning a little at the mere idea of more food

“Try to get some rest kiddo”

Patton petted his hair away from his face one more time and turned off the lights on his way out, ignorant of the soft spoken and whispered “Thanks dad”

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It was a bad day for Thomas, and in this case it wasn’t because of Anxiety

“What is going on?”

Logan sighed “Thomas had a fight with his brother”

“O…kay?”

“Patton is feeling guilty, so Thomas is feeling bad. You know, a sense of morality firing back”

Virgil nodded, giving Logan a small kiss and going on his way to the paternal trait room

“Pat? Im coming in”

A muffled sob answered back and Virgil gave a soft sigh, he could do this.

When Virgil entered the room he noted that the normally clear and bright sky was covered in clouds, and a few thunders where making noise in the distance. Thrown in the bed was Patton, tear tracks still on his face and holding a stuffed rabbit to his chest

“Pat, hey, what’s wrong?”

“Vir” a distressed sob made Patton shudder “It was my fault, I got so mad, and I just- I didn’t”

“Hey, hey dad come on, it’s okay”

He opened his arms and Patton threw himself in the embrace, sobbing and crying for all he was worth

“Shh, you’re okay dad, we’ll fix this okay?”

“S-sorry kiddo”

“Nothing to be sorry for” Virgil continued to make soothing circles on Patton’s back and petting his hair

Once the parental trait was calmer he chuckled, making Virgil stare at him slightly confused

“You called me dad”

“Well…” Anxiety blushed, scratching his cheek a little “You kind of are already”

“I guess I am, son”

Virgil chuckled while Patton giggled. Virgil figured that sometimes it was worth it to say or do something embarrassing if it made the important people around you even a little happier.

The Arrangement (Part 9)

Originally posted by grumpycatdixon

Summary: You and Dean have an interesting morning, but Sam interrupts. Later, you and Mary have a little heart to heart, and Dean says something surprising.

Pairing: AU!Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2,400

Warnings (don’t read unless you want some spoilers): mild smutiness / smutty thoughts, language, sexual tension per usual

A/N: Because the response to this fic has been so amazing, and I love you guys, here’s part nine early!! (Also I feel bad because this is MORE buildup to the gala. But I think you’ll like it) Once more, feedback is always welcome!

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Playing Nurse (Smut)

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Request: Hi. Can you do pne where Shawn is sick and y/n has to take care of him ? ( little smut if u can ) Xx

Word Count: 1,782

Playing Nurse

“And where exactly do you think you’re going?” You asked Shawn, raising an eyebrow at him. He had been awake all night, coughing his lungs out.

“I have a studio session” he said low.

His voice was rasp and I could tell it hurt when he spoke. He had barely managed to drag his heavy body about of bed and he’d gotten too dizzy to take a shower.

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stomach ache/nausea starters

“Are you okay in there? You’ve been throwing up for half an hour.”
“I think I’m going to be sick…”
“You keep clutching your stomach, are you okay?”
“You look like you’re in pain, what’s going on?”
“How’s your stomach ache? Still just as bad?”
“Here, let me help you to the bathroom.”
“Sometimes it’s better to just get the throwing up over with. It usually feels better afterwards.”
“Let me get you a glass of water and some painkillers.”
“Is it your period? I’ll get you a hot water bottle.”
“I need painkillers.”
“Did you go to the doctor with this? You’ve been having stomach aches all month.”
“Have you been sick again? You look pale.”
“You should eat something. I know you don’t want to, but please do it for me?”
“What’s going on? Why are you always sick?”
“Maybe the doctor was wrong? I’d go back and check again? The pain still isn’t going away.”
“Don’t be scared. I’m here. Throwing up feels scarier than it is.”
“Don’t worry about the rug, I can wash it. Are you okay?”
“How long have you been feeling like this?”
“Do you know what could be causing it?”
“Is it something you ate?”
“Can I do anything?”
“I’m really worried about you… please go and see a doctor.”
“Just try to calm down. The painkillers will start working soon…”
“Maybe you should try to get some sleep and we’ll see how you feel when you wake up again.”
“I can’t stop throwing up.”
“Did you eat something you’re allergic to? What do I need to do?”
“I’m having an allergic reaction.”
“Is it that bad? How bad does a stomach ache have to get before I should call a doctor?”
“You have to keep drinking small sips or the dehydration will make you feel worse.”

Friends With Benefits                (Pt.1 to Mini-Series Sweat)

Part 1 of a 3 Part series titled Sweat.

  1. Friends With Benefits (Yugyeom X Reader)
  2. Practice (Jungkook X Reader)
  3. Sweat (Yugyeom X Reader X Jungkook)

Pairing: Yugyeom X Female Reader

Request: No

WC: 1,506

POV: 1st person

Rating: M

Contains: Light hair pulling, light biting, dirty talk, and fuck boy/fuck buddy yugyeom. 


Originally posted by umma-jy


Yugyeom and I had been friends since we were little, his family lived just down the street, and our parents trusted him enough to come and stay with me in an empty house when they went away for vacations to keep my company.

The only problem now, we’re both 19 and the house is completely empty and oh, was he keeping me company.


“Make sure you lock all the doors before bed.” My mom was telling me the same instructions she did every time my parents went on a vacation.

“Make sure to lock any windows if you open them.” She said as she grabbed her purse. I grabbed my phone as I walked with them to the car.

“I know mom.” I sighed every time she said an instruction.

“I know you know sweetie.” She kissed my head before getting into the car. My dad walked to me and kissed my head. “There’s pepper spray on your bedside table, just in case yugyeom tries anything.” He said and my mom gasped slightly. “Dear! He would never.” She said as she hit his arm once he got into the car.

“Yes, but he is a teenager. A teenage boy.” He emphasized before putting on his seat belt. “Yugyeom is harmless, come on we’re gonna miss the plane.” My mom said with a bright smile.

Yes. Yes, he was. A teenage boy who also happened to be my on and off fuck buddy. On and off due to his jealousy even though he says we can both sleep with other people.

“Bye~!” They both said along with almost 100 I Love Yous. As soon as the car drove away I’ve never texted someone so fast. “They just left if you want to go ahead and come over. Do you want me to order pizza for dinner?” I set down my phone, hearing the doorbell ring only minutes later.

“It’s unlocked!” I called from the kitchen as I grabbed us both something to drink before he walked in with a small string bag and I sat down on the couch.

“Hey” He said bluntly before sitting next to me and taking my drink out of my hands and sipping on it like it was his own. I grabbed the other one and slowly opened it.

“Everything okay?” I asked softly. “Yeah, my parents just… made me a bit mad before coming over is all. I’ve been frustrated all day because of the dance scholarships I’ve been trying to get. The dance I have to learn is… more than hard.” He says as he runs his fingers through his hair and slowly rubs his temples before wrapping an arm around my waist and pulling me close, not in his lap but almost in his lap.

I sighed as I just move to face him a bit and his head nuzzles into my neck. I start playing with his hair slowly and he smiles as he starts placing light kisses on my neck.

“Yugyeom,” I warn softly before I slowly pull away and I look at him. I giggle as he pulls me back. “Can’t I just show you my appreciation? It is just kissing, it doesn’t mean it’s sexual unless you want it to be.” He laughed softly and I got quiet as I sat back a bit.

“Do you want it to be?” He asked softly as he moved me fully to his lap and moved his hands to my knees slowly. He started kissing my neck again, this time not as close to my jaw. I hummed as he started leaving marks that would only last one to two days, hopefully.

His hands inched up every few seconds, slowly pushing up my skirt until it was bunched around the tops of my thighs and the tips of his fingers were rubbing lightly over my clothed slit.

“Of course,” I said softly before I pulled off my shirt slowly and I turned to straddle him. “It is what I have been looking forward to all day.”

My own little vacation with a “harmless” teenage boy, who just so happened to be my fuck buddy.

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Tord: I run a workshop around these parts! I mostly get paid for repairing things, such as vehicles, robotics, house appliances, or anything mechanical, you name it!

Tord: Mmm, all sorts of kinds. As of now I’ve made stuff like remote controlled toys, steam-powered robots, prosthetics….and maybe a portable sofa, once.

As for guns- I like ‘em, and I own a few but I do not make them. No further comment.

Tord: Depends. Small projects tend to take about a week, while robots with built-in AI take several weeks or months. Maybe less if I don’t sleep. 

Tord: I’ve considered working on huge projects before though, probably something cool like….a giant robot. But that would take me literally years or decades…

Just kidding. I do not have the time, nor funds to build such a thing.

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Request: Can you do #6 with Yugyeom please? ^^ Maybe angst but ends fluffy?

6) “My nightmares usually involve losing you.”

Member: Got7′s Yugyeom x Y/N

Type: angst/fluff


Your lids were heavy as you ran your fingers through Yugyeom’s hair for what had to have been the thousandth time. You had been cautiously waiting for his breathing to steady and shifting to halt after he had climbed into bed beside you hours ago. He had found difficulty sleeping for months and you had joked that only BamBam could comfort his fears of the dark. Of course he had insisted he didn’t have any fears to begin with. 

You looked warily to the sleeping form of BamBam, not terribly far from the full mattress you were cuddled upon. You smiled fondly upon the man, not much older than your own boyfriend, and looked back down. They had to have been your favorite people on the planet. 

So what you were doing was the right decision…wasn’t it?

You cautiously rocked the mattress, unsurprised when Yugyeom only grumbled sleepily and flopped over. Once asleep, he was normally a pretty sound sleeper, having adapted to taking advantage of what rest he could. You slowly slid atop the sheets, attempting to create as little motion as possible as you pushed away from them. Your feet plopped onto the floor, causing you to instantly shiver from the cold of the hardwood. You bit you lip and held your breath as the bed creaked, releasing your weight from it’s springs. 

It took a moment for you to calm your breathing as you stood between the two beds. Adrenaline pumped through your veins and caused the pounding of your own heart to echo in your ear drums. You closed your eyes tightly before reopening them again and nodded to yourself. You were making the right decision. 

You had been dating Yugyeom for a few months now, accidentally winning his heart around the same time the JYP dating ban had been lifted. Upon moving to Korea, you never had intentions of looking for love, especially with a pop idol. You had bumped into him one day during a shift at the small cafe you had worked at, spilling coffee all over both of you. As you had dabbed at his white pants (seriously, who owned white pants?) you had unintentionally dabbed your way into his heart. 

You had underestimated how lovable he was, but then again, maybe he had done the same for you. In no time, you had become inseparable. He quickly introduced you to his members who had taken you in as one of their own. You became a constant fixture at their dorm, but soon felt the ware your presence caused. 

Since the days in which you became more serious, you had noticed the added stress you had provided to the Got7 members. While Yugyeom loved his group, the music, and dancing, he seemed to love something just as equally those days. 

You. 

You had tried to ignore them at first, the side eyes from Jaebum and Jinyoung when you entered a room. The men in which you were initially so close to now knew you as a distraction. You constantly argued with Yugyeom about appearing during dance practices, but he wanted you there, so you tried to become as small and uninteresting as possible. The theory seemed fine in your mind, but it wouldn’t take long for Yugyeom to fall off task and get scolded by one of his hyungs as soon as you appeared. He was a pro at trying to impress you, but his members were exhausted by his antics. Antics that you had unintentionally encouraged simply by your existence. 


Earlier that week, after promising to make the members dinner, you had unwittingly walked in on a team meeting. The tension was thick in the living area as you remained frozen in the entryway, popping off your shoes and struggling with grocery bags. You had taken a deep breath, ready to call out to the boys to help you, but stopped yourself. You hissed as if you were a deflated balloon, swallowing your yell as you heard Jaebum’s annoyed voice echo down the hallway. 

“If being in a relationship is making you break focus, maybe we should reinstate the ban,” he growled. “You aren’t going to take the group down because you can’t control your hormones.”

The rest of the members remained silent as Jaebum spoke, most eerily, the usually excited voice of Yugyeom. 

“Now, if you can’t balance the two, it’s time to break it off,” JB continued. “You’re young. You have the rest of eternity to find love. but only a small amount of time to work and make money.”

You had closed your eyes and leaned over, pulling open the front door quietly again. You opened your eyes before slamming it and clearing your throat, feigning your reentrance. “Hey guys! Can someone help me?”

You heard JB mutter a quick “Get it together” before several members appeared, sad smiles on their faces. You nodded knowingly, passing bag after bag to the group before Yugyeom appeared, a distinct puffiness characterizing his eyes. 

You couldn’t cause the group strife anymore. 

You didn’t blame his members. They were right. Your presence had been unintentionally sabotaging their own careers for some time now and you would no longer be responsible. 


You leaned over, grabbing a few pieces of clothing you recognized as your own and tossed them into your overnight bag. You were careful to avoid the rows and rows of BamBam’s shoes lined against the wall as you tiptoed about, straining your eyes in the darkness to locate the items you had accumulated in the bedroom over the past few months. You leaned over, grabbing a t-shirt you had originally thought was your own, but upon further inspection noticed was Yugyeom’s. You balled up the shirt, prepared to drop it on the floor, but you were unable to loosen your fingers. Instead, you lifted the thin fabric to your face and buried your nose deep into the cotton. Taking a deep breath in, you inhaled Yugyeom’s scent, a mix of clean laundry and facial cleansers. 

You struggled with your own will as you stood there, foolishly looming above your boyfriend while simultaneously smelling his clothing. You would laugh at yourself on any other occasion, but currently you felt as if you could cry. You had to do this if you truly cared about him. You couldn’t stand in the way of his career any longer. 

You tossed his t-shirt into your bag after a moment of struggling with your thoughts. He wouldn’t miss it. 

You continued to hurry around the room, tossing item after item into your bag. You hadn’t realized how many things you had left in the dorm until this very moment. With an overflowing bag and a chest heavy with emotion, you pulled open the bedroom door and sidestepped into the hallway. You ignored the glowing lights flooding from various bedrooms as you struggled by and plopped your bag by the front door as you began to dig for your shoes. It wasn’t a small task as you dug through piles of sneakers long since abandoned by the boys. 

Just as you set sight on your flats, you held your breath as you heard an unsteady pair of feet padding down the hall. 

“J-jagi?” Yugyeom’s sleepy voice growled. You looked up, wide eyed as he flipped on a small lamp near the doorway. 

“Hey,” you said quietly, not sure of where to direct your attention. Yugyeom was adorable, which broke your heart even more. His hair stuck up in matted and odd directions and a loose tank top hung from his tall frame. He looked like a small boy standing before you, woken up from a bad dream. 

“Are you going home?” he yawned, scrubbing a hand through his hair again. 

‘Ye-yeah,” you stuttered, adjusting your gaze to the floor so you wouldn’t have to look at him. 

“Did you forget something, I think Jinyoung has extra toothbrushes just in-”

“No Yugyeom,” you whispered, feeling tears begin to prickle your eyes. “I didn’t forget anything.”

“Then why are you leaving?” he asked, tilting his head innocently. 

“Why’d you wake up?” you countered gently. 

“I…um…I couldn’t sleep,” he hummed, his mouth forming an embarrassed smile. “I…I had a bad dream.” 

“What about?” you continued. You wanted to talk about anything but you leaving. He couldn’t know you weren’t coming back. 

You realized what a coward you were, but this was the only way. 

“Well…I had a dream that you had left,” he chuckled uneasily. “To be honest, my nightmares usually involve losing you.” 

“Why aren’t you two in bed?” a deep voice grumbled. You jumped, looking past Yugyeom to see JB standing behind him, arms crossed and face stoic. 

“Couldn’t sleep,” you whispered, avoiding his eye contact as well. The last thing you wanted to do was anger the leader anymore than you had previously. 

“Then try,” he said simply. Yugyeom nodded, offering up little argument as he sleepily tottered back down the hallway and into his bedroom. You winced as you scooted your overnight bag toward the wall and dropped your shoes again. You shuffled toward JB, beginning to move past him when you felt his muscular hand grab your wrist. 

“Try,” he repeated with a small nod. He smiled for a moment, not necessarily directing it toward you. “I know we’re difficult…but he deserves for you to try.” 

“Jaebum,” you argued quietly, your eyes lingering up from the floor to find his face. His own eyes were kind as he watched over you. “But you-”

“I’m the biggest pain,” he nodded. “But the first one to let you know, he needs you. As much as we hate seeing him lovesick, we’d hate seeing him heartbroken even more. Just try.” 

You chuckled to yourself, nodding at Jaebum as well. “Just so we’re clear…”

“No, I don’t want you to leave,” JB hummed in monotone. “Now go to bed.” 

JB gently squeezed your wrist again before releasing it and pushing you gently back down the hallway. 

You eased into Yugyeom and BamBam’s bedroom, noting that Yugyeom had flipped on a small lamp near his bed as a night light. 

You walked as quietly as you could past BamBam who was still completely passed out on his mattress, snoring quietly along to the light music he had pulsing near his bed. You smiled as you looked from him to Yugyeom, hopping over the hard wood to climb into bed. 

You settled into his open arms, nested into his neck, and closed your eyes. 

“Why were you leaving?” Yugyeom cooed after a few moments of silence. You had hoped he would have dropped the question. 

“I…I forgot something,” you stuttered, wrapping your arms around his waist. 

“Mmm, then why did you decide to stay?” he whispered. 

You smiled to yourself, knowing Yugyeom couldn’t see your expression, but content with your answer nonetheless. “Because Jaebum let me know I had it after all.”

Originally posted by wangmins

Did you book?

Request: “Hii mmhmh, I just want to say that I like your blog so much, I think you’re cute and I would ask for a fic where Bucky and reader have to share a bed so he has a hard time trying to hide how turned on by reader he is. Smut, if possible. THANK YOU.” 

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Language, implied nasty thoughs and activities. The second part will be full of SIN and SMUT.

A/N; I’ll try to write the second part as soon as possible. Thank you for requesting and, by the way, YOU ARE THE CUTE ONE HERE *heart eyes*


PART 1 (of 2)

- Oh, FUCK, yes - you groan pushing the door of the crappy motel.

Bucky let out a ligh chuckle while opening the door wider so he can push in the big bag he’s carrying inside.

- I though we would never make it. Why is this place so far away from… everything? - You complain

It has been nearly four hours of car travelling since you have ended your last mission and arrived to the first motel you have spotted in all the journey. You and Bucky are in the middle of Taiwan, wounded and tired from a rough mission and, of course, you have lost all your communication devices, so you decided to grab a car, hit the road, and stop in the first place you see to call the team and get some rest while they come for you.

- We did it, doll - a soft smile playing on his lips looking at how you nearly drag your feet over the dirty floor.

- Yep - you smile at him too before heading to the man behind the counter - Good evening, we need two rooms, please - you ask politely

The small man doesn’t even blink, just stares at you.

- Excuse me? - you try again - Sleep? - you mimic the universal sign clasping your hands together at a side of your head and something seems to click in the man

- Ah, Thậng khū̀ t̂xngkār thī̀ ca phạkp̄h̀xn pheụ̄̀x h̄ı̂ c̄hạn dū - your eyes couldn’t be wider. You look back at Bucky, searching for help and he looks down at you clueless too

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reiji21  asked:

I'm a nurse and I'm subjected to do emergency duties even in the middle of the night. Will you write something about this (of RFA + Saeran + V) to make me feel better? Thank you ☺️

Hope this makes you feel better! Nursing is a tough field, so we admire you:) 



Zen:

  • You’re helping him study his script
  • And there’s a particularly romantic moment
  • That he’s really getting into
  • You two just started kissing when your phone buzzed
  • You looked at him apologetically as you rushed to get your keys
  • He’s sad, but he understands
  • He’ll stay up as much as he can to see if he can greet you when you come home
  • Sometimes you find him knocked out on the couch
  • You’ll try to put a blanket over him, but he’ll grab your hand and cuddle you
  • That’s where you’ll sleep most nights

Yoosung:

  • It’s really difficult when he’s interning at the vet hospital
  • He’ll just get off his shift and you’ll be called onto yours
  • For awhile, you’ll see each other for no more than a few minutes
  • He tries to plan nice evenings for you two for time to time
  • But more often than not, you get called into an emergency and he tries not to show his disappointment because he misses you
  • After awhile, you both manage to schedule your shifts so you at least have dinner together
  • It’s really tough but it makes the moments you do have together all the more special

Jaehee:

  • Your crazy schedule doesn’t bother her too much
  • Her schedule is very much the same
  • When you get a call in the middle of the night, you’ll leave and come back and she’ll still be working
  • You two will go to some 24 hours place to get something to eat together and maybe some coffee
  • For the most part, your schedules line up so you have a few weekends off where you two can do things
  • Also, you’re texting throughout the day so it helps

Jumin:

  • You two were doing a puzzle after a nice quiet dinner
  • But halfway through your pleasant conversation, you get a call to work
  • He’s sad, but he knows there’s nothing he can do about it
  • So he goes to bed…but he can’t sleep
  • When you crawl into bed, he will act like he’s asleep
  • But you can tell he’s awake and calls him out on it
  • He just gives a small smile, “I couldn’t sleep. Something was missing.”
  • He wraps his arms around you and nuzzles your shoulder
  • He doesn’t mind compromising a few hours sleep if he can spend them with you

Seven:

  • He tries to adjust his nonexistent sleeping schedule to yours
  • At first, it works really well
  • He’s awake when you leave and he’s awake when you get back from your shift
  • You eat breakfast together at least before you go to a shift
  • He claims it’s not tiring, but there’s many nights that you find him crashed in random places
  • He tries to hide it, but keeping an eye on Saeran during the day and trying to spend time with you after your work is really exhausting
  • Seeing this, you set aside certain weekends so you two can spend time together
  • And you also try to force him to regulate his schedule

Saeran:

  • He says he’s fine when you get random emergency shifts in the middle of the night
  • You almost believe him until one day you find he’s the one in the emergency room
  • Turns out his nightmares and PTSD had been acting up and he got cut on some glass he had thrown in a fit of terror
  • After this, your relationship goes through a rough patch because you’re both exhausted trying to care for each other
  • He doesn’t want you to give up your work, but you also want to help him through tougher nights
  • But you both make it through and make it work
  • After all you’ve been through, some odd work hours aren’t going to separate you

V:

  • You at least get to go to bed together at night
  • When you  get a call, he usually wakes up too for a little just to say goodbye
  • He’ll go back to bed but still make you breakfast in the morning
  • If you’re not back by that time, he’ll buy you some coffee and run the food down to you
  • He’ll leave it at your desk with a sweet note
  • He’ll stop by whenever he has time in between work during weekdays
  • Whenever you get a short breather or a day off, he will clear out his schedule for you
  • He knows how precious that time is and wants to make sure he can spend it with you 

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It Will Come Back

Third drabble from the song drabble game. You can read the first one here, the second one here and here is the BTS request list and the Girl Group request list.

Song: It Will Come Back by Hozier

Don’t give it a hand, offer it a soul

Honey, make this easy.
Leave it to the land, this is what it knows
Honey, that’s how it sleeps.

Don’t let me in with no intention to keep me
Jesus Christ, don’t be kind to me.
Honey don’t feed me I will come back.

Word Count: 3k I don’t know what a drabble is apparently :’D

Genre: fluffy fucking fluff and a hint of smut

Author’s Note: I’m drunk so I don’t know if this is shit or not lmao sorry

Yoongi almost jumps right out of his skin when he’s woken up from his barely two-hour-long sleep by something yapping and licking at his face. In his haste to get away from the thing, his legs get tangled up in the sheets and he falls to the ground, knocking his head against the nightstand.

“Fuck!” He just manages to shout before a small, furry demon leaps down from the bed right into his lap. Startled, Yoongi stumbles back and hits his head against the nightstand again. He cradles his head in his hands and falls to the ground, which makes the little creature even more persistent in his pursuit of him.Through the blurriness of the pain, he squints his eyes to try to make out the exact nature of the beast he was dealing with.

Brown in color, small in size, fluffy fur, and a toy form…

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#266: He Catches You Checking Him Out

A/N: 

It’s just gonna be a small preference tonight, it’s been a very long day in the swimming hall and since this was a request I wanted to write it as fast as possible. I hope you’ve all had a great day and I like potatoes. 

Requested: Yes //  Find my Masterlist here

Luke:

“Like what you see?” You had no idea how long you had been staring, you had almost become frozen. It was coincidentally you had looked towards his direction just out of habit, you had some sort of conversation and it was normal to look at each other. But the way he was looking tonight was something way different, the tie, the blazer. Everything about him was just so perfect you didn’t blame yourself for being caught by staring. “Is it that obvious?” You smiled and slowly fiddled with hie tie once it was in your reach. “Yes, but I love it.” He smiled brightly and pulled you in for a sweet kiss. 

Calum:

“Y/N you’re drooling.” “I’m not.” You disagreed fast by Michael’s comment but it wasn’t like you were removing your eyes from your sight. Calum was walking around without any shirt on, it wasn’t something out of the ordinary but there was something about him you couldn’t take your eyes off. Maybe its as the way he was tensing his shoulders once in a while. “You totally are.” Michael laughed while observing you, Calum coming over to you by the stares you had been sending him for a long time now. “You got something here sweety.” He gently said and removed the small drool from your mouth, Michael laughing hardly inside. 

Michael:

You had barely gotten the chance to say anything. You weren’t even sure if it was that obvious, you had only been standing against the doorframe for less than five minutes. It was rare he was awake before you were, with schedule busy sleep was the most important thing to him. But this morning it was something different, he was up and hovering over the stove with messy morning hair. “I think I had to do something in return.” He hummed and looked up for the first time. He was aware you had been staring and a small hint of blush was on his cheeks. “Just because you are so insanely amazing.”

Ashton:

There was something about the way he was drumming that always left you gazing meters from apart. You were standing in the backstage area but still visible to the stage where soundcheck was currently rehearsed. The way Ashton was swinging the drumsticks and letting the sweat drip down from his shirtless body left you biting down on your lip. You knew it was obvious you were staring and you couldn’t help it. The little embarrassed smile on your face was there once he caught up with what you were doing, his eyebrows furrowing confused at first but then he just smiled and stuck his tongue out being the little tease. 

guide: preparing for SAT chem

Hey all, I just took the SAT chem subject test for the second time today and I feel good about this one. Well, I still was short on time but I still felt like this attempt was better than my previous one in May because I feel like I practiced more and I was more prepared. So I decided to share my tips on how to prepare for the SAT chem subject test.

I once answered an anon’s ask about how I was preparing for the SAT chem test, so I guess this is an extension to my previous answer lol.

(Most of these tips can probably be used to prepare for any SAT subject test, just replace “chem” with the subject you’re taking. But don’t take my word for it; every subject test is slightly different in how you should prepare. I’ll probably make one specifically about preparing for math ½ since I also took the SAT math 2 test a year ago.)

1. Taking AP chem will make you more prepared than taking a introductory class.

I don’t know how it works in all other schools, but my school offered an introductory, “first-year” chemistry class that most people take during their underclassmen years. I took it during the summer, so you can imagine that if the class was only “introductory” and really fast-paced, I wouldn’t have been prepared much for the SAT chem test. An introductory class only goes surface-level and doesn’t really go deep into the concepts that you need to know for AP chem.

AP chem, on the other hand, does go really in-depth with all its subjects and will make you more than prepared for the SAT chem. If you do well in AP chem (B or higher), then you’ll do minimal reviewing of concepts for the SAT and be more focused on getting used to the format and timing of the test.

Of course, there are still some things that the SAT chem test covers that isn’t covered by the AP, including basic organic chemistry and environmental chemistry. There’s also stuff that’s on the AP that isn’t on the SAT. How do you know which topics to study? That brings me to my next tip…

2a. Use at least one prep book.

Use a prep book that’s from a company with excellent reputation for being the most ACCURATE. A more accurate prep book can tell you exactly what concepts you need to know and what you don’t need to know, which is especially helpful if you took AP chem so you don’t overstudy and don’t miss out on the concepts that weren’t covered by the AP chem curriculum.

The prep books I used to prepare were “Cracking the SAT Chemistry Subject Test (15th Edition)” by The Princeton Review, “SAT Subject Test: Chemistry (13th Edition)” by Barron’s, and “The Official SAT Subject Test in Chemistry Study Guide” by College Board. I used Barron’s and College Board’s books mostly to take practice tests, and The Princeton Review to review the concepts that were going to be on the test. If anyone wants more information or more of my opinions on these three books, send me a message!

2b. Don’t buy prep books.

Let’s face it, the SAT chem test is involved in only a fraction of your life and you don’t need to spend $50 on prep books. Save money. Borrow a prep book from the library if your library offers them. Go to the bookstore, get the prep books, and sit down somewhere and just get to work. I went to a in-store cafe in my bookstore, bought a drink, and worked with a prep book. Totally fine. Just be careful to not deteriorate the condition of the book too much.

I guess you could try to find illegal copies of it online, but try getting the book legally first lol. And beware of the websites you’re visiting.

You can still buy prep books if you want, but this piece of advice is for the students whose family doesn’t have much money. I’m with you.

3. Practice as much as possible.

Practice not only for the content (you should know your stuff before practicing), but more for the format and timing of the test. Also, don’t just take a test, figure out your score, and move on. Actually take the time to go over the questions you got incorrect, omitted, and got correct but you just guessed. There were many times when I was getting certain types of questions incorrect multiple times for the same reason, and I’m glad I went over my mistakes because the exact type of question showed up on the actual SAT chem test.

Also this should be obvious but take a practice test in a setting as accurate to the real setting as possible. Alone, quiet, with an alarm set to one hour. The more accurate your practice environment, the more comfortable you’ll be when you’re taking the actual test.

4. Most of the time it’s better to skip it than to guess.

We all hate the guessing penalty that’s still placed on SAT subject tests. But you still need to know when to guess and when to not, and this decision-making part can be stressful and take up a chunk of your precious time on the test, so it’s best to practice making this decision when practicing.

My general rule is that if you can eliminate down to two choices, then you can guess. If you can only eliminate down to three choices or more, then don’t guess. Statistically speaking, majority is best, and since 50% is better and closest to majority than 33% or lower, you should only guess when you got a 50/50 shot. It’s better to be safe and earn and lose no points than to end up earning no points but losing a quarter of a point. And trust me, those quarter-point penalties add up to a lot.

5. Sleep. In the morning, follow your usual routine.

It’s important to sleep instead of staying up all night. But it’s still important to stick to your normal routine so your body isn’t suddenly thrown off its normal schedule that it’s used to. Sleep the amount of hours you usually get on average, but still aim for more than 6. In the morning, eat breakfast, but don’t eat a huge breakfast if you’re not used to it. If you always eat cereal, then just eat cereal, but add something small like a bowl of fruit. If you don’t eat breakfast, definitely just grab a granola bar before heading out.

Also, coffee. If you always drink coffee in the morning, then drink your normal cup of coffee. But don’t suddenly decide to drink stronger coffee or drink if you usually don’t because, like I said, you don’t want to throw your body off, and abnormal amounts of caffeine will definitely do that.

I tried to give as much advice as possible, but if anyone has any questions or concerns then feel free to send an ask or a message!

Make it Permanent (Snowbaz AU)

– Simon –

I’m exhausted. I haven’t slept more than 3 hours a night in weeks. I’ve been staying awake, watching Baz, trying to figure out what he’s planning. I’m sure Baz is up to something and I’m going to stop him. Penny doesn’t believe me of course (she hasn’t since fifth year) but he’s been staring more than usually lately and I’m certain he’s plotting my death. Penny thought this was ridiculous when I brought it up to her.

“Penny,” I had whined, “He won’t stop staring with his evil grey eyes and sometimes- sometimes he even smiles! I swear he’s thinking of all the ways he could kill me.”

Penny had just rolled her eyes and told me to drop it and focus on my homework.

School is a whole other issue. I just can’t get myself to focus on elocution and how slang affects spells when I know none of it is going to help me. I’m hopeless at magic. The only thing I can do is explode with it. I’m a weapon of mass destruction and I don’t fancy going off in the middle of class cause I tried to cast something as simple as dime a dozen. So instead I stare out of the window, gazing out at the Wavering Wood, listening to the sounds of my classmates casting spells in the classroom behind me. Most of the time, none of the teachers will call me out. They’re all scared I’ll go off too. They’d much prefer leaving the precious chosen one daydreaming out the window than risk having to clean up after me when I fuck up. Assuming I leave anything behind once I go off. So far I’ve managed to protect everyone when it does happen, but the risk is far too great. I most likely would have been expelled from Watford on the grounds that i’m a danger to the whole fucking world if I wasn’t the Chosen One.

The bell ringing distracts me from my thoughts and I push myself out of my desk, smiling at Penny when I meet her outside the door of the classroom.

My thoughts drift as we walk across the great lawn.

“Simon. Simon are you even listening?”

I glance over at Penny and realize she’s been talking to me the whole time.

“What? Sorry Pen. I’m exhausted.”

“Oh, Si.” she puts her hand up against my cheek and I lean into it. “How much sleep are you getting? You can’t stay up all night keeping an eye on him. He may be a nocturnal vampire, but you aren’t.”

“I know. I know,” I sigh.

“Look, just try and get some sleep tonight,” she says, “promise?”

“I promise.”

“Good.” She smiles at me. “Now I need to get to class. I’ll see you at supper, yeah?”

“Yeah.” I smile back and she turns, setting off back across the lawn.

I yawn. I still have two more classes today, but I could probably fit a quick nap in before my next one. I head closer to the Wavering Woods and flop down into the grass, my back against a tree. Just a quick nap, I think as I start to fade off.

– Baz –

I hurry out towards the Wavering Wood as soon as I get out of class. I haven’t had any blood for days because that idiot Snow has decided to start keeping odd hours, probably convinced I’m up to something again. Whatever his issue with me is this time, I haven’t been able to sneak out after hours without the danger of him following me like he did fifth year. I couldn’t risk it. But I’m starving and I need to drink something, at least a small badger, before my next class. My fangs have been popping every time a breeze blows my way, I feel like I’m thirteen again and just getting used to having fangs at all.

I’m so distracted that I don’t notice the sleeping boy beneath the trees until I trip over him. I crash down in a tangle of limbs and flailing.

“Fuck! Fuck! Are you alright? I’m so sorry! Fuck-”

I turn to see who I stumbled over and see curls and bright blue eyes, wide after being woken up so suddenly.

“Oh. It’s just you.” I sneer. “Hello Snow.”

He blinks stupidly at me for a moment, eyes as wide as saucers. “What are you doing here?”

“Oh you know. Just going for a nice stroll between classes until I was tripped by some idiot sleeping under a tree.”

He looks affronted at that. And he bloody well should be. It’s his fault I’m in this mess in the first place.

“Were you spying on me?” Snow narrows his eyes.

I scoff. “Snow, if I was spying on you, you wouldn’t know it. Now seeing as I’m practically in your lap, I think we can both come to the conclusion that is not what I was doing.”

And then I realize, I’m practically in his lap. Our legs are all tangled up together and I’m basically lying across him, my elbows in the dirt, scuffing up my button-up. I think he realizes this as well as I feel him start to shift his legs underneath me.

“Um…” he starts, blushing like mad. “Could you maybe, you know…” he trails off, gesturing at me.

“Right,” I say. My cheeks would be turning red if I had enough blood in me.

There’s a moment of almost silence as we try and untangle ourselves. Just Simon’s loud breathing.

I manage to get my arm up and around Simon to try and push myself up before I stop.

The world sways and spins around me.

“Are- are you alright?” Simon asks.

“Yeah,” I say, trying to push a sneer back on my face. “Yeah, I just. Y’know I think I may have hit my head”

Everything suddenly comes to a sharp focus as Simon puts his hands in my face, pulling me down closer to him. I realize I’m now completely on top of him, my hands on either side of his head. Aleister Crowley, as if this day could get any worse.

“Baz, Baz. Look at me.” Simon sighs. “Look, I may hate you, but I need to make sure you don’t have a concussion or something.”

I glance back down at him and his blue blue eyes stare into mine. I’m pretty sure I’m blushing now. What little blood left in me all rushing to my face at my closeness to Simon. After moments that seem like years staring into the depths of his eyes, he relaxes a bit.

“Okay,” he says, yawning a bit, “You’re probably fine but maybe you should just, stay here a bit.”

I nod my assent, too dizzy and distracted by Simon to argue.

He slowly guides me down to my elbows, and then to the ground, so that my right side is on the ground, but I’m still leaning against him. My head rests against his shoulder. I can feel his heartbeat, fast and steady through my palm that rests on his chest. I glance up and see him watching me, an odd look on his face.

“I still hate you, you know.” I nod and look away, pushing all of my panicked thoughts (what the fuck am I doing?) to the back of my head. I’m too dizzy to care what Simon feels for me at this moment, so long as I can stay curled up next to his warm body and feel his magic spark against his skin.

I slowly let my eyes fall shut, drifting off to the sound of Snow’s even breathing.

I wake up slowly, blinking at the twilight that has set in. The sun has gone down and I can’t remember what I’m doing outside. Then I glance over and see Simon. Simon, asleep beside me. I stare for hours, or maybe minutes, or maybe eternity. Tracing his moles from his eyelid to his cheek. Watching his chest rise and fall gently. How can he be so alive all the time? It fills me with envy. That he’s alive with such ease.

My stirring must have woken him, because his eyes open softly, piercing blue right into mine.

“Baz?” he whispers softly. Confused and still wrapped in sleep.

“What’re you doing here?” he mumbles.

“Shhhh, Simon” I say, because I can’t help myself. “You’re fine. Go back to sleep. You need it.”

“Mmm” he agrees, closing his eyes.

I start to shift, carefully trying to pull myself from his grip. I really need to feed, as much as I want to stay here with Simon forever.

“Where are you going?” he says softly.

“Don’t worry. I’ll be back soon.”

I stand and watch him curl in on himself in my absence, and then walk towards the woods.

– Simon –

I wake in my bed. Confused and alone. I glance around our room but don’t see Baz. I remember falling asleep. His soft hair brushing up against my cheek in the grass. He seemed so innocent and soft when he was injured. Dizzy from hitting his head when he tripped over me. His eyes soft and scattered. Like a baby bunny I needed to take care of. Bunnicula maybe. The bed next to me is empty, but I don’t remember how I got up here. Sleep starts to seep over me again and I let it, closing my eyes.

Some time later I wake to the door creaking open.

“Baz?” I ask.

He looks up from the door, his hair falling in his eyes which glint a steel grey in the darkness.

“Yeah?” he asks. I can hear the hesitancy in his voice.

I decide to start with the easy questions.

“What time is it?”

“Um, probably a little after midnight,” he guesses.

“Where were you?”

He huffs a laugh and starts moving towards his bed. For once, I decide to leave it alone.

“Wait,” I say as he begins to climb into his bed. He pauses and turns to look at me. I swallow, suddenly unsure of what I was thinking.

“Um, do you wanna, maybe,” I take a deep breath, “sleep here, with me, tonight?”

I don’t expect the genuine smile that lights his face as he moves towards me cautiously.

“You sure?” he asks.

“Yeah,” I say, smiling back. “That was the best sleep I’ve had in months.”

“Maybe if you weren’t up all night watching me…” he starts, wrapping his arms around me.

“Well we’ll just have to make this a more permanent thing, so I can always know where you are.”

He laughs quietly, “I don’t think I’d mind that.”

Those Meddling Rappers! And That Meddling Gray, Too!

Originally posted by jayfatuasian

MATURE

“Look, I don’t know what you’re talking about. Jay’s just my friend. Nothing more, nothing less.”

“And I’m the president of South Korea.”

“Oh, it’s an honor to meet you then, Mr. President.”

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