last weekend before school

anonymous asked:

96 with Jungkook. Please. HAHAHA

Prompt: “Is that…is that my bra?”

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Fluff + Humour

Summary: Jungkook is your best friend’s older brother. You were never close with him, but in the past few years, you spread even further apart. Naturally, you’re a little confused when you find a certain something of yours is in his room.

Word count: 914 words


It was the last weekend before school started again. You and your best friend, Mina, were having a sleepover to mourn the end of summer.

You both lay stretched over Mina’s unmade bed, music from her speakers playing softly in the background. It was some indie-sounding song about pilots or something.

“Wanna watch a movie?” Mina asked, growing bored of doing nothing. You had rotated between binge-watching Gilmore Girls, eating, and doing karaoke for the past several hours. “I’m feeling Superbad, what about you?”

“Whatever,” you agreed easily, reaching for Mina’s laptop that was sitting on the nightstand. When you tried to turn it on, you were met with a black screen. “I think your laptop just died.”

Mina groaned in frustration, rolling off the bed to locate her charger. She pulled the chord out from under her bed and tossed it to you.

“This old piece of shit takes ten hours to charge,” Mina sighed. She reached for her phone, which was luckily still charged. “We’re gonna have to use the Chromecast on my TV.”

Mina had a small flatscreen TV attached to her wall. Her older brother, Jungkook, used to use it for gaming. He recently bought a new display, passing along the old TV to Mina. Unfortunately, Mina was technologically inept, leaving you to set everything up.

You sat up, wincing as your bones cracked after hours of inactivity. Stretching, you stood up and inspected the back of the TV. The Chromecast wasn’t plugged in. You voiced this issue out loud.

“Oh, right,” Mina said sheepishly. “Jungkook probably has it. I think he borrowed it awhile ago. Can you go get it? I’m too comfortable to move.”

You hesitated. You hadn’t talked to Jungkook very often in these past few years. You had been close when you were much younger, but the two year age gap seemed to grow infinitely larger once Jungkook had started university. He had also started working out and was intimidatingly good looking.

Mina sensed your nervousness and balked. “Oh my god, Y/N,” she screeched, throwing a pillow in your general direction. “Do not tell me you’re nervous about Jungkook. You’ve known him forever! Even back when he had that stupid haircut. And during the emo phase!”

“You had an emo phase, too!” you retaliated, throwing the pillow back at Mina. You succeeded in hitting her directly in the face.

“We all did!” Mina screamed, sitting up and flailing her arms. “We’ve seen each other at our worst! There’s no shame anymore.”

“But Jungkook’s just so hot now,” you whispered, covering your your flaming cheeks with your hands. “And he’s in university. You know, an older man.”

Mina stifled her wail with the pillow. “Don’t talk to me about my brother ever again,” she grumbled defeatedly. “We’re going to university next year. It’s no big deal. Just go get the damn Chromecast so we can watch the movie and forget this ever happened.”

You sighed and shuffled out of Mina’s room. Jungkook’s bedroom was at the very end of the hall. Taking in Mina’s earlier words, you knew you had no reason to be embarrassed in front of Jungkook. No matter how hot he was.

Taking a deep breath, you knocked on his door.

“Come in,” Jungkook called out.

Tentatively, you turned the doorknob and peeked into his room. Jungkook was stretched out on his bed, playing on his cell phone. One arm was propping up his head, and his muscular biceps were sinful.

“Uh,” you said eloquently. “Hi?”

“Oh, Y/N,” Jungkook smiled, looking up at you. He sat up and set his phone aside. “What’s up?”

“I was wondering if you had the Chromecast,” you explained, wringing your hands to distract from your nervousness. “Mina said–”

Something hanging of Jungkook’s bedpost caught your eye. It was a Pokeball bra, shamelessly on display. It was also terrifyingly familiar.

“Is that…is that my bra?” you squeaked, incredulous.

Jungkook followed your line of vision and blushed furiously. “Oh, fuck! It’s yours?” Jungkook hissed. He snatched it from the bedpost and threw it at you. You caught it with fumbling hands. “Fuck, I swear it’s not what you think. I’m not stealing your bras.”

“Can you elaborate?” you asked, on the borderline of shrieking. You clutched your favourite bra awkwardly by your side, not sure what to do with it.

“I found it in the laundry last week,” Jungkook said, refusing to meet your eyes. “It’s too big Mina’s, so I figured a, uh, friend, left it here on the weekend. I didn’t know you were here.”

“Are you sleeping with people who wear Pokeball bras?” you squealed, slightly embarrassed by the fact Jungkook had seen your most childish undergarment. Your eyes snapped to Jungkook’s, reeling at what he just said. “Oh my god! Have you been bringing girls over the entire time?”

Jungkook shrugged, finally maintaining eye contact. “Our parents are travelling, so whatever,” he smirked. “Is it bothering you? I’m not too loud.”

“I don’t need to know! I don’t need to know,” you chanted as you backed out of the room. Turning on your heel, you hurried down the hall, back to the safety of Mina’s room.

“Hey, Y/N!” Jungkook called after you, his voice taking on a teasing quality. “It’s a cute bra. I wouldn’t mind seeing you in it sometime.”

And if you took Jungkook up on that offer a few weeks later…well, no one had to know.

- Girl in Luv

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words: 1,140

warnings: none! super fluffy

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The Other Side Pt.1     By: Y.Black

I was 16 when it happened. One day, one instance forever molded me to the man I am today. You see I was on the fast track to either a casket or the penitentiary.  I grew up without a pops and mom worked way too much to keep tabs. I did my own thing since I was about 9, that’s when my Nana went into a home and I began flying solo in a sense. I was introduced to the streets by my cousin Jonathan a.k.a. Jon-Jon. He was a few years older than I so naturally I looked up to him. Jon-Jon was about 13 at this time if I remember he became a part of my everyday life. He was my care taker in the evenings until mom came home from work. Jon- Jon’s mom was a junkie so Nana had custody of him for as long as I could remember. When she went down he came to live with us in our 2 bedroom apartment.

He was the coolest dude I knew in my young 9 years. He had nice clothes and shoes, the way he talked was different than I was accustomed to. He had a gang of friends, and they all talked about having bitches and hoes. At the tender age of 9, I was being molded to see the world through a narrow lens. I was the youngest on the block and had no concept of what was going on originally. By the time I was 11, a year and some change in I was pitching like a minor league player with aspirations of making it to the big league. I was living way too fast pushing Nicks and Dimes, profit was the main focus, and soon after became bitches and hoes. That summer going in to 7th grade I lost my virginity.  I lost my shit running a train on a chick from around the way. The crew pushed me into the room and was like “When you come out you’ll be a man.” I didn’t quite understand, but I did what the crew said and took on the persona as such a man.

Everything changed that summer. The respect for others dropped dramatically. Me and mom dukes we’re clashing left and right, and I spent many nights, hell even a few weeks at Twan’s house. He was a part of the crew as well, we were closer in age though. He was a year older and we went to the same school. We’d stay up playing video games, smoking out back, and killing the fridge in the middle of the night. I became an expert roller fucking with Twan. He was more of brother than Jon-Jon. He spent that whole summer locked up on a petty possession charge. So Twan became a bigger influence on me that summer. His mom died of cancer when he was 8 and he didn’t know his pops either so we hit it off on the strength of that.  He stayed with his aunt who gave less than two shits about him. She just wanted the check that came for him every month. That day we ran the train he was after me. He lost his virginity the same day I did and to the same chick. We were close.

That summer we made it our thing to stack up for the upcoming school year so we could be fresh every damn day. I knew mom’s pockets were going to be tight and Twan’s wasn’t about shit. So we went hard. Even started growing a few plants of our own. We were booming in own right.  We skimmed from the older niggas, they weren’t as smart as us. They made their little profits off of us but we had set it up so we could do our own thing come next summer. We made due this summer and by the time August rolled around we had 1500 a piece to do some school shopping. We hit four malls over that last two weekends before school was set to start. Our business boomed as we walked home from school with more kids, namely high school kids. The older niggas in our crew were either all in alternative school or had dropped out so this market was ours for the taking.  We did just that.

We were the number one suppliers at Pascal Middle shit, and High before we were even enrolled there. Twan left to go to Pascal High the next year while I still had a year left in the middle school. That year my grades slipped some as plenty of days I would have to buck class to meet up with Twan to exchange product mid-day. We had a bit of a reputation, and being young we just thought we were popping. Little did we know we had eyes on us from the upper classmen.  Now on the block we had safety in numbers and here at school it was just us. This one day while we were making a routine drop between each other some niggas ran up on us and got us for our product and about 800 cash.

We met behind the corner store like we always would.  We dapped up and soon as the bags opened up 4 niggas hit the fence on our ass.  The first nigga swung on Twan busting his lip, I tried to grab the bag with the cash and take off, but a nigga clipped the fuck out of me. I hit the deck skinning my calf up.  Crazy thing is, we knew these niggas from passing. They were from another hood, but you know how shit goes. The third dude drew down on us and was like, “Give it up my G.” We had no choice, we took the L. We let the block know and they were like, “Consider this handled.” Jon-Jon gave me a little 25 after he found out what took place. He didn’t take to kindly to that. Plus he had previous issues with these same niggas. It was actually them who were partly to blame while he was locked away that summer.  Jon-Jon felt indebted to me too, on the strength that I had him straight when he came home. His pockets were straight and I shot him a couple OZs to get off to get right. Even as a youngin’ I was big on integrity.

Jon-Jon and the crew had us scoping the niggas hood out in two Box Chevys. We rolled thru maybe five minutes apart. We didn’t want to stirrup too much suspicion Twan was in the first whip and I was in the second.  We rode dark tint most of the time, one because it was Miami, and two we didn’t like niggas in our face. We pointed out the same niggas both times. We didn’t roll with them when they got busy though. We didn’t want them to know where the hit was coming from. Shit was handled and we reaped the benefits of the lick. The crew came up on about 5 racks and beat the fuck out of the four clowns who had hit us over the head a few weeks back. Twan and I got about 250 a piece and we were satisfied. Twan said he saw one of the fools a few days later in the hallway of school. He said that boy was all lumped up and had his arm in a cast and shit. It felt good that the homies went to bat for us.

Time went on, and things were rolling pretty well. We perfected our business.  Niggas got jammed up and went away, a few homies didn’t make it to see 21. We remained as low key as possible and under the radar. We both maintained GPAs above 3.0.  It was the end of my sophomore year when shit hit the fan. First it was Peanut, he got knocked off on the expressway on the way to the beach. That one hit the block really hard.  He was a solid dude. Jon-Jon took that one the hardest he and Peanut grew to be something like brothers over the years.

I went over to Jon-Jon’s apartment to check up on him after I hadn’t heard from him in a few days. Twan was with me as well. I had a key since Jon-Jon was like big bro and I often took lil breezies over there to smash. Come to think of it Miami Lakes had become my second home. I was at moms during the week for school, but mainly on the weekend I was here.  When we got to the spot the vibe clearly changed from the Young Dro that was bumping on the way over. As we walked in, you would have thought it went from day to night. Every shade was drawn shut, no lights were on. I could smell light remanence of incense that was over powered by the weed aroma. Jon-Jon was on the couch in the corner of the room, he was visibly zooted. He had had Glock on the end table, Henny in one hand, and a blunt in the other. He handed Twan the spliff as we sat on the adjacent couch. Silence filled the room for about 20 minutes before he spoke. He reminisced about the time he and Peanut had growing up. He laughed and cried, and we were there for him. After an hour and some change, Twan and I were able to get him out of the crib to grab a bite to eat. We got him out of that funk, but he was hell bent on finding out who did our boy in.

A week later granny took a dive and didn’t recover so she was gone.  That was followed up by Cam and Greg both getting jammed up by the law. They had a trunk full of work, we had just loaded them up for a road trip the night before.  We knew they weren’t going to be home any time soon. I felt like we needed to slow down. Twan felt otherwise.  I stressed that too much was going on and shit as way too hot right now. Reluctantly he complied.  We chilled for a few weeks into the summer, we were still pretty comfortable financially since we’d done so well for so long. Honestly, we still had plenty of loud still stowed away we just weren’t making moves like we used to.

Twan was itching to do something though. He would come to me at least twice a week asking if I was ready to jump back in. I shot him down often. He proposed the idea that we start running in folks spots and snatching what we can. I wasn’t for it initially. He went for it and made out the first two times. I continued to ward him off and tell him that he needed to chill. He stressed how easy it was and how I was missing out.

We were chilling one evening, over by Jon-Jon’s spot.  Trav, Twan, and Jermaine were there as well. We were just kicking back, smoking and shit. Everyone had been moving real low key. We got to reminiscing about Peanut and the wild times we each had with him. It was just a real cool laid back vibe. We ordered some pizza to cure the munchies we knew would be coming. Trav went and answered the door when we heard a quick knock at the door. He was talking shit over his shoulder at me as he opened the door. Two shots rang out and I hit the floor. I didn’t have shit on me, but I knew I kept a few in my room in the back. Twan knew that too. I saw him hit the deck as well as he jumped off the bar stool. I scurried along the floor towards the back. I saw Jermaine bussing back and Jon-Jon was behind the couch clutching, the sawed off 12 gauge.

I made it to my room and ran into my closet. I grabbed two sticks. I chucked one at Twan as he made it back here as well. I knew I had to hurry up and get out to help cuzzo, I knew he only had 5 rounds before he was tapped out; maybe 6 if one was in the hole. I heard a few bullets wiz passed the door way so I dropped down. I heard cuzzo cock the shotty again and that made me go in over drive. I heard him lick a shot and a nigga dropped as I was creeping down the hall way. I hit the nigga a few more times to make sure he was done. Twan was up high ringing out with the K. I had the AR clearing everything out from below. As I came into the opening I saw Jermaine was leaking something serious. I saw Jon-Jon standing to my left, he nodded and I hit the door. I ran out to the parking lot and caught two niggas getting in a candy painted cutlass. Twan and I shot the back window out as we licked at the clowns. They hit the corner and we ran back upstairs. I saw two more niggas stretched out on the other side of the breeze way. They were done for. I ran back into the apartment, I told Twan to check on Jermaine while I went to find Jon-Jon. I went into the back, he was bagging a shit load of cash. He told me to help him get it stowed away. It was only then did I realize he was hit.  I bagged it up as quickly as we could. Twan came in and helped saying Jermaine didn’t make it. We got all of it bagged up and hopped in Jon-Jon’s whip. We took him down to Jackson Memorial to be treated. We scooped Tasha along the way to help his alibi. Story to be told he was at her house in the Pork N Beans (The Beans), when some niggas beefing down the way were getting to and Jon-Jon caught a stray. Bloodied and still running on adrenalin, I headed back to my mom’s. I dropped Twan off and headed around the corner to my crib. I got home and ran the shower and basked in the water until it began to chill. I had watched the blood that stained my skin streak down the white tub into the drain. I was numb; my mind was racing, but no real formulated thoughts.

I got a text from Jon-Jon letting me know that he was cool and that he was about to head up the road for a few and get missing. I didn’t respond, I knew he’d be by to get the cash we bagged, I figured I’d just talk to him then. I wasn’t in the mood for nothing or no one. As I thought, a few hours after that text cuzzo called me and told me he was outside. We met up and he hugged me and for the first time ever he told me he loved me.  I didn’t even know how to say it back. He thanked me for coming through for him, and shot me a little over 10 racks to hold me over. He told me he would get at me every so often to make sure I was good. He dapped me up and hoped in the whip. Tasha mouthed thank you to me and I nodded. I watched him pulled off, the taillights getting smaller the further the car got.

So this happened last night…

I am one extremely proud big sister. Last weekend he graduated from college with an associates degree before graduating high school, which was last night. As someone who turned down to graduate from college while I was in high school, I’m extremely proud of my brother for accomplishing something I never wanted to do because I was too scared to handle it. Although he’s my little brother and can be a huge pain in the ass, he inspires me in so many ways.

This is why I haven’t been writing Teen Wolf fanfition as much since I finished school. This whole month he’s had a lot of senior festivities and graduation events, everything from multiple banquets, prom, graduations, and now next weekend his graduation party with his best friend, where all our friends and family will be dancing the night away to celebrate his accomplishments. I have been helping my parents with anything and everything to make sure everything is ready for the party. It’s takes a lot to plan a huge party.

With that being said, I’m sorry for not keeping my end of the deal. I’m just a proud sister who wants to be there for her baby brother as he’ll never experience any of this again. This is a huge milestone in his life. It’s the ending of a chapter and I can’t wait to see what’s in store in the next chapter of his life.

Y'all have always been patient and loyal. For that I’m forever grateful. Which is why I know you guys won’t mind waiting a little bit longer. I’m not going to stop writing. I’ll continue writing after I’m done enjoying every moment and capture pictures of the milestones my brother is currently making.

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New World Pt.1 EP Release Party at Congruent Space in Chicago, IL, USA on June 9th, 2017

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Two things were going through my head- 1) Aw yay! They replied back! I feel the love, I love them so much like what the fuck, they are amazing! 2) Alright, how the hell do they fucking know that I am gonna be there on Friday?- I was questioning it so much and freaking the fuck out on Twitter, but hey, I wasn’t complaining. Alright, so after that whole tweeting spree, I got up and went to my room and finished up this 6-8-19 Krew Video Project I put together for Yasmine and Jahan for the next day which was the 7 year anniversary of 6-8-10! I was editing in last minute submissions from the Krew and adding my own intro and outro. Even though I was basically attacking people to send in submissions and extending the deadline from June 1st to the fucking day before I am supposed to send it over to them and asking for maybe a lot in the project prompt, I was able to put this shit together and make something absolutely beautiful and touching for Yasmine and bring my vision to life for this project. I am so fucking proud with everyone who took place in this fucking project. At around 9:21pm, I send the video over to Jeremy, one of the guy’s of Krewella’s Third Brain management team, through email. In the email, I say “here is the 6-8-10 project i made with participation from the krew please show this video to yaz and jahan tomorrow so they can see it for krew day
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PrZb6dTEjFw
please let me know what they say or what their feedback is or honestly u can just tell them to tweet me or dm me or something! i can not wait to see them in chicago this friday for the ep release party! thank u so much jeremy for ur help!” Keep in mind that I told him to show it to them TOMORROW THE NEXT DAY, which is the actual 6-8-10 anniversary. After sending it, I am chilling and making dinner, at around 9:37pm, Jahan fucking tweets me saying “omg. just saw the project you put together. biggest smile on my face right now. about to head to rehearsal but ill respond more lataaaa!!” Like what the fuck…not even 20 minutes ago was when I sent the email with the video link and Jahan already watched it and shit. I was beyond conflicted with how she saw it that fast! I was freaking the fuck out and just so overjoyed that she loved it, like mission accomplish for making Jahan smile over this project like aye! I really meant for them to watch it the next day, but I am was complaining she saw it earlier though. Then a minute later, she tweets me again saying “pls tell the rest of the KREW that was involved that they literally made my day. <3 you guys!!!!”

My project I did with the krew fucking made her day, how else can this be any more perfect? I was just fucking satisfied at this point and just damn proud of myself and everyone who was involved, I surely felt the love. Later in the night, I was just checking my email and I get a reply email from Jeremy around 11:59pm saying “Will do! This is awesome :)” Like shit, this whole timing thing is just really fucking me up, but hey this confusion is totally okay I guess! Then, I go to bed.


June 8th, 2017

Happy Krew Day! Happy 6-8-17! Happy 7 Year Anniversary of 6-8-10! My plan for this day:

  1. Go to school and take my chemistry final and refrain from listening to anything from the New World Pt.1 EP
  2. Come home, film my reaction for the EP
  3. Edit and upload the video
  4. Pack for Chi
  5. Go to bed

Fuck the chem final and I am gonna skip to writing from step 2 on my little list of shit to do. So yes, I come home and set up my filming equipment and get to filming. I decided I would listen to the 4 new new songs of New World (Calm Down, TH2C, Fortune ft. Diskord, and Parachute) and not the rest of the songs that have previously came out as singles (Team, Be There, and Love Outta Me) since I have already listened to them. It would just be a waste from to the react to the songs I have already heard and plus, this will keep the video as short as possible. As I am filming, I finished listening to TH2C (this song is such a summer jam, the vibes are just so fun and happy, I fucking loved it), my phone is just blowing up with notifications from Twitter. I grab my phone and look to see what’s up. Fucking Yasmine tweeted at me twice around 3:01pm saying “Em, i’m straight up trying to not cry on this flight to Chi watching this video. my fucking heartttttt. i’m so full of happiness right now” and “is there a tweet thread that everyone involved is on? idk how to even come close to saying thank you for this. i love you all so much”

I read these tweets in front of the camera and was able to record my whole reaction to these tweets for the video. Not only was this video gonna be a reaction to New World, but also a reaction to the tweets from Yasmine about her reaction to the project I put together. I was so happy that I basically almost made Yasmine cry tears of happiness and shit. I satisfied the happiness of Yasmine and Jahan, like mission accomplished. I was beyond overjoyed ok. Alright, moving on. I filmed my reaction to Calm Down next, which was really hard and ironic because I couldn’t calm down when I was trying to listen to Calm Down because Yasmine tweeted me and shit! Calm Down has to be my favorite song from the EP, at least out of the new new songs. The song goes hard and their vocals are fire ok.  Then, I listened to Fortune and that song goes a little harder and is definitely a good ass follow up to Beggars with Diskord also and then Parachute, which is just a chill ass song, such happy vibes and it is heart warming in a sense. This EP was just made so damn well and the fact that this was their first major release on this very own independent record label, Mixed Kids Records, is just amazing and I can’t put into work or emotions how fucking proud of them I am. After filming, I got straight to editing the video, also including in my reaction when Yasmine tweeted at me. Around when I was adding the outro to the video, I started my little vlog for the trip. I definitely knew I wanted to vlog this trip because I would be with krew, I was seeing Krewella for the first time in 3+ years, I am traveling by myself to fucking Chicago, the birthplace of Krewella, how else could the circumstances be any more perfect for vlogging? Plus, I have never really vlogged seriously because I’m a pussy when it comes to talking to a camera in public and I wanna keep the memories from this trip as best as possible! Finally, I finished editing and uploaded and shared my reaction video on Twitter with everyone.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_yeMgmwXPdY&t=332s

I was excited for everyone to watch it! I finally took the time to pack and put all things I needed together, especially since I needed to pack light and I was flying by myself for the first time on standby. I thought the weather in Chi would be breezy, cloudy, and humid from what I checked like a week ago, so I fucking pack ripped jeans, a couple shirts, pjs, and underwear. After packing and looking at my flights, I went to bed.


June 9th, 2017

Rise and fucking shine. I wake up to a FaceTime call around 1am from one of my best friends from the krew, Gina. She is drunk and lit as ever. She is telling me all kinds of random things, like “Emily, I love you!”, “I hope you have a great time in Chicago.” “Stay safe.” and more random shit along those lines. Then, I say “Yo, thank you, I love you too. I actually need to wake up now to get ready to leave, so thank you!” Then, her friend grabs her phone saying “Got to go bye!” and abruptly ends the call. I got up and hopped into the shower. I got out of the shower and got changed. While traveling, I was wearing this black lace-up shirt I was going to wear to the venue, leggings, my KREWLIFE crewneck, and my black converse. Then, I did my makeup. I made sure my makeup would literally be bulletproof, so it would last throughout the flights, the show, and other shit. I knew I was probably gonna be meeting Yaz and Jahan for the first time in 3+ years so, I had to look somewhat okay whether it would be before or after their set, and I knew hands down I would be sweating like crazy from their set. So, I beat my face and packed away my makeup and the rest of my toiletries. I put together the rest of my travel documents and shit. Soon enough, it was around 3:30am and my mom, dad, and I left to go to the airport. My flight was departing at around 5:55am. I arrived at the airport around 4am. I checked in, and my mom said bye to me once I got in line for TSA Pre-Check. After going through TSA, I headed to my gate and just sat there waiting, checking on my Delta App whether I could get a seat or not. Finally after waiting for a little, I got my seat, 12C, for this first flight from Philly to Detroit! I boarded my plane and was finally on my way to Chi! I was in a 3-person row and luckily I had the aisle seat and there was just another businessman in the window seat with no one in between us. I just slept and listened the New World on repeat the whole time.  Finally, we landed in Detroit. Once I walked off the jet bridge and into the airport, I headed over to my connecting flight’s gate, which luckily was in the same terminal and was several numbers away so I didn’t have to walk too too far. I got to the gate, gate A29 to be exact, and just checked the Delta app on my phone and the airport screens for any seat updates. The app and the screens were telling me two different things and I didn’t know which one was the most accurate one to follow. I was freaking out that I would either not get a seat at all or have the slightest and slimmest chance of getting a seat. I finally grew a pair of balls and went up to the podium and asked the lady what was happening. Luckily, she reassured me that I should be making the flight and that it would be even better if the people ahead of me on the standby list didn’t end up showing up to the gate and that I just had to sit and wait for my name to be called. After waiting very fucking anxiously, I was called up and given my slip with seat 13A on it. I boarded and settled into my seat for this little over an hour flight to Chi. I was in a 3-person row again, but this time, I had the window seat and two businessmen took up the middle and aisle seat, which wasn’t too bad. While taxing to our take off runway, I sent Jojo my arrival information to give her an idea of when and where to pick me up. I was also messaging Seancriag  on Snapchat and he was saying, along with Jojo, that I would most likely be meeting up with him at the airport so she could get us at the same time. Again, I slept and listened to New World the whole flight. I woke up and as I opened my eyes, the bright ass blue water of Lake Michigan was right in front of my face. The ripples in the lake was breathtaking. Soon enough, we started our descent and I began to see the amazing coast and city skyline of the beautiful city of Chi! 

Finally physically seeing Chi for the first time in over 10 years from the last time I was in the city visiting family and seeing the city for the first time after discovering Krewella was just astounding. I honestly couldn’t believe I was here, and I wasn’t in the city just to be a tourist and visit the city or just see family and/or friends- I was fucking here for one thing and one thing only….KREW! I was just hyped. I bet the businessmen next to me saw me smiling at the window like a fucking freak. I just kept taking in the view as we were landing and before I knew it, the landing gear of the plane touched down on the runway and we were taxing to the gate, gate E16 in terminal 2 to be exact. It was around 9am when we landed. I was texting a lot of people basically announcing to the world “Fucking PhillyKrew has arrived in Chicago, what the fuck is up?!” I was texting Alex in all caps because we were legit both arriving and taxing to out gates at the same times and we were both just freaking out and expressing such explosively happy thoughts that we were finally here! I was texting Jojo where I was and updating her. My plan was to call her up once I got into the airport and was making my way over to where she would get me. As we were taxing, I knew I was gonna be so fucked for this trip because I just felt the scorching hot heat from the sun through the window. I didn’t know it was gonna be that hot in Chi! Like shit, I fucked packed jeans only and I am arriving in all black wearing a thick ass crewneck! Finally, we made it to the gate and I was walking on the jet bridge just feeling the heat and the excitement running through me. As I am walking from the gate I was arriving at and into the rest of the airport, some random ass person just comes up to me, shoving an iPhone in my face and says “Are you Emily, aka PhillyKrew?” and shit- IT WAS FUCKING SEAN! I have met krew from Twitter in real life before and I haven’t felt that krew meeting and feeling and emotion in a long ass time and feeling that transfer from online friendship to real life friendship was EVERYTHING! When I acknowledged it was him, my fucking jaw legit dropped towards the ground. First thing I said was “Stop!” and he said “You are live from the Travel Krew” and I was like “Are you serious?!” Ok, let’s be real here- I was fucking honored to be featured in real life on the Travel Krew story, like fucking goals of knowing them for a year now aye! The feels were just in the air! We hugged and shit and just started walking and talking. I was so fucking excited and nervous, my heart was beating so damn fast I could feel it in my throat, chest, and stomach ok. I was just talking to him and telling him how close I was to missing this flight because of the seats. Sean was telling me how he arrived at around 7am and he just walked all the way from terminal 1 to terminal 2 from where he arrived to get to my gate just to meet up with me and how he had time to kill. Ugh, just such good ass vibes! I honestly couldn’t be any happier. Finally, he called up Jojo and Paola as we were walking outside so they could get us. We were looking for their black Kia and soon enough, their black Kia rolls up from around the curve with Calm Down blasting with Paola (aka my Ate) literally halfway out of the front seat window recording us. My thoughts in my head- “Holy fuck, there is honestly no other more perfect or epic or insane way to meet krew and pick up krew for the first time, what the fuck yo, my heart is exploding!” Paola got out of the car and Jojo was driving and Paola and I hugged and it was fucking amazing to hug someone from the krew who wasn’t more than 4 inches taller than me; I finally didn’t feel so left out! Ugh, so fucking epic to meet the iconic Jojo and Paola in real life finally after knowing them for a year! After Sean put his stuff in the trunk, we call climbed into the car and I said “Hey!” to Jojo! We drove off from the airport grounds and began making our way to the hotel the Travel Krew was staying at, the Amber Inn. I finally whipped out my vlogging camera for the first time since I vlogged at home and just updated that I finally met part of the Travel Krew for the first time and that we were making our way to the hotel to prepare for the EP release party. The drive wasn’t bad, we were just having deep conversations while stuck in a little traffic. We were talking about how I was real and they were real, it was cute as fuck. Finally after driving across town, we made it to the hotel. Once we parked and got out of the car, the first thing I did was hug Jojo. We grabbed our shit and headed up to the room, 304. I felt fucking honored to be walking into the hotel of the Travel Krew because cramming themselves with all of their stuff to see Krewella in hotel rooms was lowkey their thing! Once we got in the room, we started preparing for the release party. I met their friend Brooke, who was already in the room getting ready. I grabbed my flannel and jeans and headed into this small ass closet and changed in there. They were kind of amused because I was able to shove myself in a closet like that because I am just so tiny. I got out of the closet, put in my hazel contacts, and touched up my makeup. Afterwards, I pulled out my camera and began to vlog a little more while waiting to leave. Paola and Sean were the major stars of this portion of the vlog I made. They were dancing, pretending to DJ with this towel Jahan gan them in Cabo and explained the whole story behind it and how they had to get it signed to give to the winner of their contest who won the towel. I made them each give little outfit of the days to show their chosen attire for the release party. I hated vlogging because I am just so fucking awkward and shit, so Paola took the camera for a little bit and did her famous little swipe transition. I just updated the vlog explaining the situation and plan for now. Paola had her krew jersey on the bed and I asked to try it on and she gave me the okay. She is small as fuck like me, so she had the XS in the jersey, which is the smallest size available and I’ve been debating for months now if I should get one with “PHILLYKREW” on the back, but the whole sizing situation was freaking me out and I was very unsure on what to do. I put it on and it was fucking swallowing me and I was swimming in it. Yes, I knew that jerseys should be big on people, but for me, it was a fucking dress and very overwhelming on my body. I was like “Hell no, I honestly can’t get one.” So, that was a little bumming, but it’s ok.  Finally after a little bit, our uber arrived at the hotel and we got in and started making our way to Congruent Space. The rest of the Travel Krew was already in the front of the line to saves spots for the rest of us. Alex was also texting me saying her and everyone else (aka the OG Krew I like to call us) were in the front of the line as well. All of us the in the uber on our way were just gonna do a little cutsies in the line because we are important krew from Twitter and we have high priorities. In the uber, Sean sat in the front with  the driver, Jojo and I were in the first row in the back, and Paola and Brooke were in the very back row. For some reason, the driver didn’t have the air on in the rear and we were all just fucking dying in the back. We repeatedly kept asking to turn the air on, but the drive said it was already on. The backseat console for the air was on fucking rear lock, so we even asked if he could unlock the shit in the back so we could fix it and he was just ignoring us. So we just had to suffer the rest of the ride in the heat. I whipped out my camera and recorded this little rear lock air incident and we were all just making hot, dying, sweaty faces. I updated the vlog that we were on our way to the release party as well. I got a bunch of texts from Corinne and Bianca and they were both freaking out and asking “Holy shit, are you in Chicago?! What the fuck, we are too. WE CAN FINALLY MEET YOU!” and just other really ecstatic texts. I fucking didn’t know they were coming here! I then looked on Snapchat and I saw that they legit flew in the previous night! I was excited to meet them and everyone else. Finally after a half hour drive, we arrived just a block away from the release party. We got dropped off and we walked to the venue. We saw the line and we were dropped off from behind the line. Because we had cutsies, we just walked past the rest of the line and no one really gave a shit, which was fantastic. As we were passing the line, I saw a couple of familiar faces in the line. As we made our way to the front of the time, Sean, Jojo, Paola, and Brooke met up with the rest of the Travel Krew and I headed towards my beloved OG Krew fam. There were so many people that I either haven’t met yet at all or haven’t seen in a while! They were standing in a circle talking and me being my little self, I squeezed myself in their circle and was like “Hey!”. Alex was the first person to respond to me and she was like “Oh my gosh, you are finally here!” and we hugged. I began to say “Hey!” to everyone and giving everyone a nice hug. Someone spins me around and it’s fucking Bianca. Bianca was one of the people I have known for over 3 years and this was my first time meeting her! She was like “Holy shit, you are Emily. Come here!” and she gave me a really tight hug. Bianca was shocked at how tiny I was, which I found amusing. I just felt the fucking love from everyone, especially from meeting people from the OG Krew for the first time and meeting people from the Chicago Krew and shit. Just such good vibes. Then, I go a little back in the line and the Travel Krew is there. I go up to them and Brie and Deanna came up to me and scream “Hey!” and I finally met them from the first time and I absolutely loved them from meeting them off Twitter and they were tall as fuck. Deanna told me she forgot her gift for me, but I was like “Girl, it is okay!”. I didn’t care for anything else at the moment. I had my big ass loving krew fam around me and I couldn’t ask for anything else to make this any more perfect. Corinne finally came back to the line after going somewhere from down the street and she was like “Girl hey!” and we hugged and met for the first time, she is lowkey my long lost sister. We were all just talking and having a good ass time just waiting. Paola and Jojo got me the blended coffee drink from across the street because we didn’t really eat much, and this was the first thing I was putting in my stomach since I left home, and it was just scorching outside. We were taking a bunch of pictures and shit too. 

I whipped out my camera and made a little update, showed a little bit of everyone in my vlog. Alex spotted a couple of dogs going into the coffee place across the street and she flipped out and her heart was probably melting because 1) the heat and 2) the dogs. I got her whole reaction to that on camera, which was all cute and funny. As we were waiting, people just kept going in and out of the front door of the venue, locking it as they went through the door. I kept peeping in the door and the place looked very white and clean and small, so it was gonna be very interesting to be in there. We kept seeing Nathan and Jeremy in the door setting up. Sam, the videographer and photographer for the release party, kept coming outside and taking videos of all of us in line, which was really cool. After sweating and waiting for a little, Nathan came outside and told us to line up on the other side of the door. All of us in the front of the line made sure we were in the front still and everyone behind us in the rest of the line just followed us. After waiting for a little more, Nathan finally opened the door and let all of us in. It was weird because we legit just walked into the place. It was announced beforehand that there is free entry if we download the WAV app. The whole release party set would be live streamed on the app for others to see and experience the set who weren’t physically there. I thought that we would jus have to show that we downloaded the app in order to get in, but we just walked in without showing anything. I mean I wasn’t complain, but it was weird. Anyways, we all just walked in and of course, us in the front of the line were the first ones to walk in. I turned on my camera and started recording us walking in. When you first walked in, it was this entry place, kind of like the “lobby” of the place and then you walked in further and there was this set of stairs on the left which led to this room with a project playing a slideshow of pictures of Yasmine and Jahan from the New World cover art shoot and then you would turn in that room and there was the room that the DJ booth was set up and that was where the set would be. I walked up the stairs and Jahan and Yasmine were there greeting and hugging everyone. I see Jahan first and I was like “Oh my god! HI!” and she was like “Hi!” and then we hugged and I have no idea what else she said because I was just numbs in my senses because of how happily overwhelmed I was. Jahan said “Thank you! It’s amazing!” I had no clue what she was referring to as amazing…maybe because I was recording this whole encounter and I said it was for my YouTube channel? Who fucking knows. Anyways, I move to the side and she keeps greeting everyone else. I was still recording and then I finally see Yasmine. I was like “Holy shit.” when I first saw her. She came up to me and gave me a hug and was like “Oh my god! Emily!” and I was like “Yazzy!” and then she hugged Alex right after me and recorded their hug and Yasmine said “It’s so hot!”. So yeah, that happened. It was beyond amazing to have finally seen them, hugged them, and talked to them for a little at least in person for the first time in almost 4 years. I couldn’t believe this was all happening to me and around me. I was just in a dream being there with everyone. After greeting everyone, we all  headed into the room where the set would be happening. We all saw their mom and it was my second time seeing her in person and she is just so damn cute. She was waving at us from behind the DJ booth and then came from behind and started talking to a bunch of us. I was too shy to say anything to her to be honest, I would’ve been like “Seriously, thank you for bringing Yasmine and Jahan into the world and raising them to be the most amazing and beautiful and talented human beings in the world!”. Then, all of us just started pouring into this room. The OG Krew and the Travel Krew made sure we all got the very front of the crowd. I swear all of us were dominating the crowd there, like fucking high priority people man! We were all chilling and taking pictures and just preparing for the insanity that was coming for us.

I was recording a little bit for my vlog and updating it and shit. Paola was live streaming to the rest of the krew who wasn’t there and I made a little appearance on there. I got a couple of good shots from my vlog was cool. I was filming myself, Bianca, and Corinne and Corinne was like “Am I gonna be in your vlog?” and I was like “Yeah, go!”. So, she said to the camera “Aye! What’s good? We’re here with the one and only PhillyKrew. The only PhillyKrew out here! Aye!” I loved when she said this because beforehand, I reminded everyone that I am the only PhillyKrew because of reasons…Any who! Again, we we were all just chilling and getting ready. Here is how my standing position was: I was front middle; Alex, Emma, Milly, Matt, and Jordan were front row up against the DJ booth and I was standing behind them; on my left, there was the OG Krew and Chicago Krew; on my right, there was the Travel Krew. I was surrounded by all of my friends and it was perfect; I was perfect sandwiched between all of them. As we were waiting for the set to start, Bianca said “Emily, I am gonna lift you up and carry you!” I was like “Shit, are you serious!? Okay, I’ll let you know when!” It was reassuring to know that I could see eye to eye with Yasmine and Jahan during their set at times because I am fucking short. I handed my flannel and bag to Alex to put on the stage where she put her stuff, along with everyone else. Finally, Yasmine and Jahan hopped behind the booth and started talking into the mic and giving a little introduction to the set. They were giving a shout out to Congruent Space and their team for pulling off everything. They were talking about Nathan and how he was part of the reason 6-8-10 even happened. The were talking about their early beginnings and shit. It was a great start to their set. Finally, we opened up with Fortune, which went hard as fuck and everyone loved it. I am not really gonna go into deep depths with their set. They just played through their set and everything. It was fucking fire and insanity. Being able to experience seeing them perform and throw down so hard after waiting over 3 years was lowkey life changing and breath taking. Bianca picked me up so many times. I only remember a couple certain songs that she lifted me up for- Beggars, part of Team, and Superstar. Every time she lifted me up, I was making eye contact with Yaz and Jahan. They probably saw me really singing every lyrics when one of their songs was on and I was in the air. I was going hard. Bianca and several other people were able to give either one of the girls their phones and they recorded some epic footage from the booth. Speaking of footage, for the first half of the set, I was recording shit from my vlogging camera, but then every time Bianca would lift me up, I would put my camera in my front right pocket of my jeans and it just kept falling out and Jojo, next to me on my right, kept picking it back up from the ground. I just decided to stop with the camera and I left it on the stage with the rest of my stuff. I kept recording shit on my phone though. Holy shit, every time Bianca lifted me up, Sam kept pointing his camera like right at me, so I thought “Holy shit, is this for the recap video for this? Oh shit, my sweat ass face and my body in the air is gonna be on there!” Oh well! Same thing happened when the live streams that were happening. Nathan was live streaming from the Krewella Facebook page. He pointed the camera at me a lot. Then, there was also the WAV app live stream so people definitely saw me in the air on that. Every time I would open my phone to record something, I would glance at my notifications and people kept messaging me and tweeting at me that they see me raging my ass off in the live streams. I was lowkey embarrassed and proud at the same time. They dropped too many good songs. Of course, they dropped all of the songs from the EP. They dropped a couple of fire throwbacks, like Killin’ It, Alive (Pegboard Nerds Remix)- which I lowkey died when they dropped it because that’s my favorite Alive remix-, some remix of Live for the Night which I can not really remember exactly at the top of my head, some remix of Me & U by Cassie which is a throwback my sister and I jam to, they fucking dropped Breathe and gave a whole entire introduction before they dropped it saying “This is one of the first trolly songs they ever did and that they only drop it in Chicago and I swear my heart legit dropped through the ground , and they dropped this remix of I Want It That Way. Their set was just fucking fire. Holy shit, they brought this little baby husky in and had the pup on stage, it was precious as fuck to see Yasmine holding a cute pup during their set, like that poor pup’s ears and cuteness overload. Jeremy and Jahan were tossing water bottles to the crowd, which was a blessing and I caught one from Jeremy. During Party Monster, Jahan was doing a little water bottle shower and dropped the bottle which was funny. I have never sweated so damn much in my life. I was holding in that energy and sweat I released during their set since 2014 and being able to unleash all of that was amazing. I was wearing jeans and my jeans…shit, everything I was wearing was just soaked, drench, and saturated in so much sweat and was sticking to my body. My face and neck was dripping. I was so worried my makeup was gonna be gone by the end of the set. I just felt like this whole thing was the Get Wet Tour and Sweatbox Tour combined! The last song they played and ended the set with was Parachute. It was so nice to close out the set with it, it was so beautiful and the crowd was singing together and when Yasmine and Jahan hugged at the end…I swear everyone in the krew’s heart melted. Such a great moment to remember and to witness, like the two sisters we love and adore just showing their affection and love for each other was beyond precious. Finally, their set ended. They talked about the following day being at Spring Awakening and how they are gonna throw down during their set and how after their set, they wanted the krew come hang with them and Yasmine wanted to drink and Jahan wanted to smoke with everyone. Then, they said they were gonna chill after the set for a hour or so and that everyone can get the New World shirts here only in the front of the place. The crowd started dispersing and it was my goal to talk to Yasmine and Jahan, get pictures with each of them and a pictures with both of them- this is literally what I’ve been waiting for for years now. I kept asking around where Yasmine and Jahan were and they were legit all over the place and people were telling me different things. I kept asking Alex to help me find them because I was being a pussy and shy. Finally after pointlessly roaming around, Alex guided me to Jahan! We just had a legit conversation and I have a good chunk of it recorded for my vlog. I was recording at such an awkward angle because I was trying be lowkey about it and not get all up in Jahan’s face. We were talking about a lot of different things. I told her their set was amazing after waiting years to see them. She was like “Oh my gosh. I remember when we first met you. You were so young and a little nugget. You were all quiet wearing your beanie. And now, you are all grown up and a lovely lady!” Fun fact: I didn’t wear a beanie when I first met them, but I was wearing a snapback backwards though. I told her I was recording for my vlog and she told me to get up close shots of her sweat. She was asked if I was going to Spring Awakening. I was like “Yo, I literally can’t go. I’m too young.” She was like “We could honestly try to do something, but like liability because you are young.” She asked how old I was and I was like “16.” and she was like “Oh shit you got like 2 more years, but we have a tour coming up and it’s going to be mostly all ages” and she was just giving me the details on it and everything, but she couldn’t say much. Jahan, Alex, and I were just talking about how sweaty we were, J said her vagina was sweating, like shit, TMI. She was telling me how well put together the krew project I made was and that she loved my krew wall and how it made her smile! I was so happy, I have no other way to describe it in the simplest way. Great fucking talk. I asked her for a picture and she said yeah. Again, I am short, so I didn’t wanna look like a short loser in the picture, so I took a “selfie” with Jahan (I fucking hate that word so I put quotes around it) and then, we didn’t really know that else to do. Alex suggested that Jahan should carry me so, Jahan got low was like “Get on my back” and I was like “Oh shit, what the fuck, is this really happening…”. So, I got on her back and Jahan started doing squats with me on her back, so I just held on for dear life because I was trying not to fall off her and look like a total loser fool (since at the moment, I already felt like a loser) and she just kept going, up and down, up and down. Then finally, she stopped and smiled for the picture Alex took. 

Jahan put me down and then we kind of just departed and she went off talking to other krew and I was just trying sink in what the hell just happened. Then, I wanted to talk to Yasmine. Alex tried helping me find her and hey, she was right behind us talking to a bunch of krew. I was like “Alex, how the fuck do I get her attention to talk to her?” and Alex being the funny person she is, she said “ Just fall down.” I said “What? What do you mean?” She said “Just literally trip and fall down right in front her and she will have no other choice, but to get down and help you and talk to you.” I was like “Hell no, I’ll look stupid.” She said “Emily, I’ll push you then.” I said “No, holy shit. I might as well just make myself fall.” Then I imitated falling and said “Ouch oh no!” and we both just laughed. Finally, we got Yasmine’s attention and I started talking to her. I was also vlogging at the weirdest angle with Yazzy. We were just talking about the set and how Bianca was carrying me and Yasmine said “You needed to be on someone’s shoulders” because of how fucking short I am. At that moment, I thought to myself “Fuck this, I am being short-shamed by the krew today. I am sad.” Then, we were just talking about how everyone from the krew was here and that nothing like this as really happened when literally all of us were together. I didn’t really talk to Yasmine as much as I did with Jahan. I asked Yasmine for a picture and same fucking deal with the whole short-shaming situation. I took a “seflie” with Yaz and then we also didn’t really know what to do for our picture. Then, here comes Alex again suggesting Yasmine to carry me like how Jahan carried me on her back. Yasmine opens her arms and was like “Come on!” and I was just like “Oh shit, here we go again!” Yasmine was carrying me in her arms and we took our picture. 

Yasmine put me down on the ground again ever so slightly and gently. Such amazing, yet conflicting moments with Yasmine and Jahan carrying me, like what the fuck just happened?! I was content as can be. After our picture, Yasmine asked “Are you going to SAMF?” and me being a loser, I said “No, I can’t, I’m young as fuck.” and she was like “Oh shit, yeah! I always think SAMF is still all ages.” I think I mentioned wanting to sneak in somehow, I forget, but she all of a sudden went over to Nathan behind the counter with the shirts and started talking to him. She came back and was like “Ok, here is what we can try to do. We could possibly pull the cousin card on you with Nathan and put you on the guest list, but our guest list is literally exploding, so we will get back to you.” I was in disbelief because I always thought they literally can’t do anything considering my age and that I talked to Jahan and Jeremy about it, with both of them basically saying no. I said “Oh shit, okay!” So that happened, I was trying to not get my hopes up, but I was chilling. Yasmine started making shirts behind the counter, which reminded me that I had to get a shirt for myself and Tiffany since she texted me ahead of time asking to get her one. I recorded a little clip of Yasmine printing the design on the shirt. Then, I asked for a shirt and they asked what size and I was like “Shit, the smallest size you guys have!” So, I ended up buying a small. Then, Alex asked Yasmine if they were saving a shirt for Tiffany before I would get her one. Yasmine said she didn’t know if they would have any left over. Then, I was like “Yeah, she texted me asking to get her one!” and Yasmine asked me what size. I called Tiffany up and just double check on the size and then I got Tiffany one. My little shirt mission was over. I asked Alex if she was getting one and she said “I legit brought $20 for this trip and the shirts are $20.” I was like “What? I’ll get you one!”, but she refused. I was like “Girl, alright whatever you say.” As I was standing around the shirts, I was talking again with Jojo and Paola. I looked over the counter and saw Nathan and I was like “Paola! We need to get our family photo with Nathan!” She was like “Yes! Get him!” I shouted for his name and called him over to take a picture with us. Nathan, being average height and tall compared to me and Paola, was sandwiched between me and Paola. As we were standing taking our picture, I think Jojo was taking our picture and got the attention of Jahan to look at our family photo and Jahan said “Awww!” So, we smiled and took our picture. 

After the picture with Nathan, I made my way over back to Alex. I asked her again if I could get her a shirt and she kept refusing. I asked her was size she was and went behind her and looked at the tag of her shirt and made my way over to the counter. I asked for her size and got her a shirt and went back over to her and handed her the shirt. She kept saying I didn’t have to, but I wanted to. I felt good as fuck and generous, especially because she does a lot for the krew and this was the only chance to get the shirts. Yasmine and Jahan made their way over to us and took a huge group picture with some krew. I thought this would be the perfect moment to ask both of them to take a picture with me. I asked them and of course, they said yes. Alex was taking the picture again and surprise, surprise, we didn’t really know what to do for the picture. Another suggestion was made for them to both carry me! They both put out their arms and they carried me like I was sitting on this Krewella throne or something. It was cute as fuck. Alex took a bunch of pictures and they came out either really derpy looking or cute. I was so content, yet conflicted because literally every picture I took with them, they were fucking carrying me, like what the fuck was that? But, hey it was creative and I weigh like 100lbs, so why fucking not?

They put me back on the ground and I thanked them for the pictures. They went off and, of course, went on talking to other krew. I was standing around Paola and I whipped out my camera and started updating what was happening. I did a little recap of the set and talking to Yaz and J. I asked Paola if we could take a couple pictures, just because we are related and short!

Then, I wanted a picture with the Krew Wifeys!

I was beyond satisfied with the pictures I was able to get with everyone. We were all just chilling, talking, and hanging around. Jahan was telling us that they were going to be filming a music video for Fortune and that they were legit going to walking around Chicago, hitting up old spots, and just plain winging it. Jahan’s hair was messy in a bun from the set so she asked Milly to braid her hair in 2 french braids. She sat on the little staircase leading up to the room where the set was. We all kinda gathered around and just talked about a bunch of random stuff, talking about the EP, the music video, SAMF, and when they were in high school. I told Jahan congratulations on Mixed Kids Records. I also was able to ask her this question I’ve been wanting to ask. I asked “Will you guys ever do an acoustic song or cover soon? Because it has been a while!” She said “Oh yes! We would love to do one. It’s like one of the easiest things to do and we love doing it. Definitely sometime soon. We will think about it!” I was excited knowing the fact that they would be willing to do another one. They could probably do an acoustic version to Be There or Parachute or something, which would be amazing. I have always been obsessed when they made acoustic covers and songs in the past. The Alive acoustic version and the Watercolor cover they did with Evan Duffy….ugh those legit melt my heart and when I listen to the Watercolor cover, I straight up cry. So, if they were to do another one, or a couple, it would just complete everything. So, hopefully that shit will be on the way soon. Yeah, we were all just chilling & talking. Finally, the Travel Krew had to go because they had to prepare for & go to SAMF since they got ticket for all 3 days. I was rolling with them so I had to leave as well. I told Alex to hit me up later if she wanted to hang & chill since she wasn’t going to day 1 of Spring Awakening. I said by to Jahan and thank her for everything. I went over to Yasmine and she was coloring and drawing this thing for a fan and I was like “Alright, I am peacing with the Travel Krew. If anything happens with the cousin card, just slide into my DMs! Bye, love you, and thank you for everything!” and she said “Aw shit Em, ok I will definitely slides into your DMs!” Then she gave me another hug and as she said what she said, she did this sliding motion with her hands and body which was cute. I said bye to everyone else and gave hugs to everyone that I could. I walked out of Congruent Space with the Travel Krew and we walked away. We were heading to the CTA to go back to the hotel. I was having this amazing deep ass convo with Deanna, she is so sweet, I literally love her, while we were walking. We were walking on this bridge and below us was just lines of traffic and across the way was the beautiful Chicago skyline. 

We all stood there taking in the the view and took pictures, then we continued walking. We got to the station and because we were tourists and weren’t locals, we had issues figuring out how to work the machines to buy passes for the CTA. After figuring shit out for a little while, we took the CTA and had to transfer lines. In between transferring lines, we stopped at this center place that looked like a mall or business building, and when you looked up, it look super trippy. Sean had to go to the restroom and we were all starving. We grabbed food. I grabbed a number 9 from Taco Bell and Brie got something from Taco Bell too. Everyone else grabbed food from various places and we all sat down and just ate. We were discussing the release party. I was seeing everyone’s messages and tweets saying they could see me in the live stream, so I looked at Krewella’s FB live stream and was actually able to spot myself a little bit which was epic. I couldn’t finish my taco since I ate my crunchwrap supreme already, so I gave my taco to Deanna. Finally, we were done eating and took the green line back to the hotel. We got in the hotel and I just sat on the bed just still taking in everything that happened. The girls were getting ready for the festival and Sean and I just sat they sadly watching them because we were gonna be left behind. When they were done getting ready, I took a little group photo of them and I jokingly told Jojo to give me photo credits when she would post it. Sean hopped in the shower and the girls left. Sean came out of the shower and aired out in front of the AC which was hilarious; I even sent a picture to Paola. We were just chilling and talking. Sean told me the whole history and story of how the Travel Krew came to be. The whole story was fascinating and touching. I loved hearing every second of it! We just kept talking about a bunch of random stuff. I FaceTimed Sam Zupko for a little and just told her a little bit about what happened. We were bored as hell and we thought about finding Yasmine and Jahan filming the music video on the streets or getting dinner with other krew that wasn’t at day 1 of Spring Awakening, but nothing happened. Sean told me Thomas and Jenno would be arriving later in the night, so we were kind of just waiting for them and the girls to arrive. Yeah, not much happened in the evening after the release party. Let’s just say I took one hit of shit and felt 1,000x my weight and melted in the bed and passed out and woke up to Thomas being in the room and then passed out and then woke up to the girls arriving and Jojo and Deanna kept checking on me like this child and then they brought chicken and food in the room and smelled the food and I got the spins and puked a couple times and then changed and Deanna put me to bed…Yup, that’s how that day and night ended!


June 10th, 2017

I woke up the next morning with my sister texting me she was arriving soon in Chicago to meet up with me. Everyone woke up and one by one, we all just started taking showers and getting ready for the day. Everyone, but me, was preparing for Spring Awakening since today was the day Krewella would be performing. I took a shower and changed and did my makeup. Paola was making fun of me saying how I was doing my makeup in front of everyone and that it was iconic or something. When I was contouring my nose, she was like “Oh shit! Contour that nose girl! Filipinos don’t have noses!” I laughed so hard. My sister arrived at the hotel room. I was being a bum because I wanted to see krew, but there was no shot. I was asking Alex to keep in touch with Yasmine for me in case anything happened. Jojo, Brooke, Deanna, and Brie were getting ready for the festival still. Jenno, Paola, Thomas, my sister and I headed out and were on our way to Giordano’s for our first deep dish pizza, since that’s was Yasmine and Jahan recommended. I got an extra key from Jojo to the hotel room, so that my sister and I could get our stuff later for when we would be checking into our own hotel near Midway Airport. Everyone else at the hotel room would just meet everyone else at the festival. We took the CTA to this Mexican part of the city for pizza. Paola called ahead of time so that they could get the pizza fast when we would arrive at the restaurant. Keep in mind that we weren’t told that we were basically ordering take out. So, while walking from the CTA to the restaurant, I updated my vlog again with that was happening. Paola and I were talking about filipino food and how Jahan and Yasmine would probably like Filipino food and I made a statement that they should go over to Paola’s place and that she would cook them this huge Filipino feast and that I would fly out there just to attend this feast. Finally, we made it to Giordano’s. We all went in and Paola went up to the counter saying we were the ones calling from the phone. We planned on eating in the restaurant, we legit called just to speed up the process of getting our pizza. The guy behind the counter working there, his name was Nick B I think, was saying “Because you called in your order, that is take out so, no dining in!” Even though we weren’t from the area & this our fucking first time ordering at this place & we literally didn’t know any better, he fucking told us we couldn’t eat in the restaurant, despite the fact there were literally 7 empty tables! Paola even told him we would fucking tip them & we would clean up after ourselves. I swear I thought it was because we were all Asian. We got our pizza & walked outside & sat at this bench right on the side of the street & in front of the restaurant & sat there & ate our pizza.

We didn’t have any plates so one of us had the balls to go in & ask for plates & we got paper plates. We didn’t have a pizza cutter so we had to cut this thick ass pizza with a paper plate & scooped each slice onto our plates. I tried scooping my slice, but it broke, so then I had to grab it with my hands and I ended up grabbing two slices instead and I knew I was fucked because there was so shot I was gonna be able to finish it. We were talking and chilling and eating our pizza, roasting the guy in the restaurant for being an ass. It was all fun. We finished eating and Monica (she was also at the release party) finally met up with us to go to the festival with the Travel Krew. We all started walking to the park where the festival was happening at. As we were approaching the festival, we saw the fencing with big SAMF banners covering it. The closer we got, the closer we go to realizing who was sound checking. We heard a familiar song that we all knew by heart…it was Be 
There, which meant…fucking Krewella was sound checking as we were walking toward the entrance of SAMF. We were all freaking out. Monica and I were kind of screaming and jumping all around. We kept walking and they started sound checking with Team. We finally made it to the entrance and everyone was waiting around and sitting on the grass or getting in line to get in. We were waiting for everyone else to arrive from the hotel. We sat on the grass and just listen to Krewella sound checking. They switched to Fortune and a bunch of their other songs to sound check. We were all so happy and hyped. We were recording the excitement and them sound checking on our phones and sharing it on social media. I was happy as fuck, I had to admit, but in the long run, I was too depressed and sad that I wasn’t gonna be able to go. Hearing them sound checking and getting a feel for the atmosphere for when they would be playing their actual set really killed me on the inside. I kept saying “It’s fucking worse to be right in the city while SAMF is happening and not being able to see Krewella than to be far away at home from Chi while SAMF is happening and not being able to see Krewella.” It’s like I was so fucking close…shit, I was right at the fucking entrance! But, there was nothing happening for me. I had a feeling Yasmine wouldn’t get back to me in any way, whether it was through Alex or herself in DMs. I was fucking sad. I kept talking to Monica about it and she was just trying to reassure me and make me feel better, but nothing was helping me to be honest. I was in a huge predicament. I could either be the most hopeful and optimistic person ever or be fucking down in the dumps and negative about everything. In there case, I was being positive in the way that I thought Yasmine would end up getting back to me about the cousin card working, then I was being negative in the way that I knew nothing was gonna happen and I wouldn’t be able to go at all, like how it was supposed to be from the beginning. I tried to keep my hopes low- so that I would be used to the fact and already expect nothing was gonna happen or if shit did work out, then my hopes would be risen and I would be so happy. Time went on with listening to them sound check and after a little while, they were done and the rest of the Travel Krew arrived. Brie and I were talking and I was just letting out my sad face feelings and she hugged me and the second she hugged me, I started crying and balling my eyes out. It fucking sucked ass, I just wanted to cry for the whole day. The security guards started yelling at us and told us to either go in line for the festival or to leave and go somewhere else. The rest of them were eating the pizza from earlier so we just went across the street. They ate the pizza and gave whatever they couldn’t finish to some random guy. Finally, they were making their way to the lines. Everyone was already across the street. I able to catch Jojo and I said “Ok, I think this will be the last time you’ll see me. We are just gonna figure out what to do and go back to the hotel room later to get out things and check into our own room. Thank you for everything.” I hugged her and she also reassured me and we said our goodbyes. That was the final second I saw the whole Travel Krew. But as I was walking away going to…some place, I still didn’t know what my sister and I were gonna do, Deanna was walking in my direction and she just got down getting ready. She was on her way to the lines. I was talking to her and said the same thing I said to Jojo and she said “It was amazing finally meeting you for the first time, we will bring you to your first festival, I promise!” Then we hugged and I tried so hard to not cry when we were hugging. We said our final goodbyes and she went on into the festival. I was literally pacing back and forth conflicted with what to do. My sister was giving me bullshit about the situation and it felt like everything she was saying to me was her just blaming me for how I felt, that I shouldn’t have let Yasmine get my hopes up and that I shouldn’t have expected anything. I wanted to leave so bad…leave the festival grounds, leave the city, but me being me, I was still hopeful. We decided to chill around the festival at a Starbucks in case I would get any news. We walking 6 blocks to Starbucks, I got my iced peach green tea, I sat there, and I sat there waiting for nothing. I threw in the towel and we left. While walking to the nearest station, I was getting so pissed at my sister, she was just irritating me and making me feel even worse than I already did. I was crying while walking. Shit, I was a mess. We just took the CTA back to the Travel Krew room. We grabbed our stuff and on our way out, I did that awkward goodbye in the hotel room, like literally saying goodbye to the room itself and the fun memories I had in it, despite the fact I legit stayed there for a day and night. We took the CTA to our hotel, the Sleep Inn near Midway Airport. This hotel I legit paid for myself and I just had a job since this past January and I felt old paying for it and booking it…real talk thought- I was proud of myself, yet I hated this whole “adulting” thing. We checked in and kind of chilled. I was really emo- I didn’t wanna do anything, I didn’t wanna go anywhere, I didn’t wanna see anything or anyone…I was just numb. I felt really shitty and bad for my sister because she literally flew out this day only to keep my company and occupied while everyone else I was in Chi with was at the festival. She wanted to take to see  Chicago and explore the city and go to the basic tourist spots, but I really didn’t have it in me.Krewella set was at 5:50pm and I was just waiting for time to pass. My sister took a nap and when she woke up, I was watching the Travel Krew live stream from Instagram or Periscope of Krewella playing their set at SAMF. I was still numb and all sadface at the fact that I was literally a couple miles away from the madness I was watching from my phone. Just to get my mind off all of this and for time to pass for the set to be over so I didn’t have to suffer anymore, we went out to dinner at TGI Friday’s in the lot of the hotels around our hotel. I got boneless buffalo wings because I wanted something small and I didn’t have much of an appetite. We went back to the hotel after eating. My sister got ready for bed and crashed. I was on FaceTime with Sam again and she was helping me cope through my numbness. All of a sudden, I got texts from Corinne saying “come to our hotel tn. we needa kick it w you before you leave” She wanted me to meet her and everyone at her hotel after SAMF. She gave me her hotel information, it was the Comfort Inn near O’Hare Airport. Just from basic knowledge, I knew that my hotel and her hotel were ways apart. I googled directions and uber direction and it was 40minutes away and around $40-$50 for an uber. There was no shot I was gonna be down to pay for that. I suggested that our friend, Kody, would scoop me and we would go to her hotel room together. I texted him and he got back to me saying “Fuck it, I’ll come by and get you.” He told me it was his friend who was driving and after waiting a little, Kody and his friends got me and we were on our way to their hotel. It was an interesting car ride. We got gas across the street from the hotel and of course I paid because I offered since I felt shitty about them getting me, but fuck it really. Like, when the hell will be the next time I’ll be in Chicago with krew. We got into the parking lot of the hotel and literally waited for an hour for them to arrive back from the festival. WE waited and talked and chilled in car. The guys were literally putting their legs out of the door because we were waiting for so long, so long to the point where Kody’s friend had to pee, so he peed in the parking lot right next to the car. We went up their room and we just hung out. 

Everyone was so fun. Bianca and I ate this amazing ass cake. There were multiple occasions where we had to quiet down or else we would be getting kicked out. The room was really smokey. They were passing around tequila and they made me take some and it tasted like literal ass and Corinne got a video of me taking it and dying. Lalo was calling me “Philly Cheesesteak”, which was honestly a great nickname. Corinne and I established she was my old Ate and when my sister was texting me to be back at our room at 3am, Corinne told me to text her “My other Ate told me otherwise” which was funny. They were saying “Oh my gosh! I remember when PhillyKrew made it on the scene. You are young and you have been around for a while!”, I felt very satisfied in a way. It was hella fun just hanging with them. We were taking pictures and videos and shit, but then it was time to leave. I knew I was gonna have to pay for take a fucking $40 uber at 3am alone, with probably some creepy ass guy. I asked Bianca to walk be down to the uber. I said bye to everyone and it was hella fun and nice to have hung out with them. Lalo said I was chill for a 16 year old. I hugged everyone and they said “It was so nice to finally meet you. Girl, hit us up when you are in town!” I love them! Bianca walked me down to the lobby and outside barefoot. We talked and shit and I fucking love Bianca. The uber pulled up in and Bianca peeped her head in the window and told the driver to make sure I get to my hotel okay. I hugged her and we said our goodbyes. The car was weird as fuck. I lied about literally everything trying to make myself seem older, I mainly talked about Krewella just to stall and cover shit up. I was texting Bianca the whole time. My sister was freaking the fuck out on the phone. I made it back to the room okay, I took off my makeup and just went straight to bed.


June 11th, 2017

I woke up to my sister telling me to get up and that it was 7am and we had to be in the lobby and have breakfast in time for the shuttle going to Midway Airport at around 7:40am. Our flight was at 9am from Midway to Detroit and then another flight from Detroit to Philly and we would arrive home around 2pm.

Nothing really happened much on the flights. We made both flights. I got some ending footage for my vlog. I was listening to New World on repeat and also wearing my New World shirt from the release party and my KREWLIFE crewneck. My dad got us from the airport. I got home and walked into my room, just looking around and seeing how I felt my room when I left for Chicago. I was just sitting on my bed reminiscing on the moments of happiness and excitement I experienced just a couple days ago leading up to legit one of the BEST days of my life. I was so fucking torn and depressed it was all over. I felt like I had nothing else to look forward to to be honest. Again, I was just in a whole numb situation. I was beyond grateful for and amazing and mesmerized by the trip I just had. It was a fucking dream. I’ve been waiting for this for years now and I just couldn’t believe it was over. It was like I just woke up from a dream…and you had that dream and it went by so fucking fast right in front of you and you can honestly barely remember the deep details of the dream and it felt like it happened so long ago. I was so numb. I began going through the footage I took for my vlog and it was just bad and good all at the same time. Bad because I had to force myself to look back on the amazing memories I just made and that I wanted to relive over and over again. Good because I was feeling all nostalgic and happy and grateful I was able to experience and record all of this. Then, I started editing my vlog. I edited throughout the whole night until I was brain-fried and wanted to crash. 


Now back to the present day. It has taken me literally day to fucking finish this whole story, typing it up and adding the right pictures affiliating to whatever I was writing about. I am so fucking grateful for meeting the people I met for the first time, for seeing and reuniting with the people I haven’t seen in a while, for flying safely and excitedly to literally heaven on Earth, for experiencing such an insane set by Krewella for the first time since 2014, for living in the moment and sinking into everything that was happening…just grateful for EVERYTHING. I am so amazed at this part of my life. I was able to escape my reality… my shittiest ass reality that makes me feel so damn, lost, empty, dark, lonely, etc. This reality, this real world, this real life I have…it’s the fucking worst. As much as I wanna enjoy it, I can’t and I haven’t been able to for the past 2, almost 3 years now. But, I had my KREWLIFE. This life, this fantasy, this dream is what I have to escape to, to fall back on when life is pushing me down. I am so grateful, for everything, for everyone. I can get into depths about this and get all mushy about it in another post. If you had made it this far reading this monster of a post, thank you and I will end this soon.

 It’s June 21st at 12:21am. I am listening to Parachute and I legit just felt the lyrics “We survive on the memories” and “If I could bottle up this feeling. Dancing on the ceiling. Won’t sink when I need it. Don’t think just believe it.” so hard…I felt the real emotion and meaning of these lyrics as I am typing this. So fucking relevant to wanting to go back to the release party and this whole trip. I can’t wait for the next time I see Krewella and krew and have a perfect trip or day or night like that again. It is all a vicious cycle when it comes to this part of the KREWLIFE- 

  • Wait for the next chance to see Krewella and be with the krew
  • Go see Krewella and krew and rage the day/night away and make some crazy, unforgettable memories
  • Come home from all of the perfect insanity and madness, and feel all depressed it is over and wanting to relive it all
  • Repeat

theworldwasinblackinwhite  asked:

Can you possibly update the feral Derek tag or make a demon Derek tag. Thank you so much!

demon!derek tag was just updated, here’s some feral!derek

feral derek:

Stranded by princessstalehale (3/3 | 38,108 | R)

Stiles Stilinski just wanted to have one last crazy weekend with his best friend before he enters graduate school. He didn’t account for getting thrown over a boat when he tries to break up a fight, and he really didn’t think he would end up stranded on an island in the middle of nowhere. How will Stiles survive long enough to be rescued? And what happens when Stiles soon realizes that he isn’t alone on the island?

I’ll be the Jane to Your Tarzan by Laluna92 (3/? | 9,353 | NC17)

The wolf man moves down to Stiles’ chest, frowning at the offending clothing that is blocking his way to more of Stiles’ skin. He brings his clawed finger down the front of Stiles’ shirt and rips it straight down the middle. Stiles starts to protest but he’s cut off by a threatening growl. He proceeds to rub his stubble across Stiles’ chest making his nipples harden at the rough feel of his jaw. Once the man is satisfied with his work, he moves his clawed fingers down Stiles’ stomach to remove the jeans from his body.
Stiles wrenches away from his touch and glares, “No. I’ve let you have your fun but there is no way your clawed fingers are going anywhere near my dick, dude.”
The wolf man tilts his head and his eyes narrow in anger. Suddenly, his wolf face transforms into one of a young man in his early twenties and holy fuck this guy is hot.

(Or Stiles gets lost in the woods and comes across a feral wolf man who claims Stiles as his own.)

A Wild Heart’s Desire by mikkimouse (1/1 | 13,410 | PG13)

If there’s one thing Stiles Stilinski knows, it’s that Deputy Derek Hale absolutely Does Not Like him. The only reason Derek even tolerates him is because their kids are worryingly codependent.

So Stiles is understandably confused when a very feral Derek shows up in his backyard after a call gone wrong and proceeds to move in with him.

So Long And Lost by AsagiStilinski (1/1 | 4,030 | PG13)

I’m missing me…

Stiles has lived completely alone for so long now that he almost has forgotten what being with someone else feels like, and then he meets a feral werewolf in the woods, well… “meets” is a choice word… he frees him from a trap but still, and Stiles watches him, sees his feelings transition through anger and curiosity and pain.. so much pain.. and he wonders a little bit if healing this man might just heal himself a little bit too

The good son and the bad wolf by promisingahurricane (1/1 | 6,330 | NR)

For once, Stiles listens and stays home instead of running through the forest. He hates it. Still, he gets what he wants when a soaking wet and monosyllabic Alpha barges into his cozy room.

Wolves in the Timber by adeepeningdig (3/3 | 17,217 | PG13)

Stiles had always thought that Derek would understand, maybe. If Derek had been around to talk about it. He would know what it was like to think that maybe it wasn’t a fluke, maybe there’s something in you, something twisted that pulls blood and betrayal and death to you, like a remnant of your mother’s disease, her monstrous confusion, still encoded in your genes. Stiles still dreams of that day in the loft, the water lapping at his ankles and the dirty light. Derek’s stricken face. He wonders if there are days when Derek wants to tear his own hands off too. But Derek wasn’t around, and now he’s a wolf. So.

He’s 28 years old, it’s been years. He’s past all that. He should be past all that.

There’s a black wolf panting on the floor of his apartment like an accusation. Stiles knows that there’s nothing that Lydia can say or do. He’s not projecting, it’s the truth, it’s the kinship he’s always felt with Derek, and if he could curl into his animal self, he would, and maybe he would stay there. It would be easier that way.

My favourite module this semester is Personality Psychology!! Teapot set from the lovely Derek for Valentines’ day :-) and lots of colorful highlighters and pens to help me through lots of readings.

It’s finally gonna be the last day of school before the long Chinese New Year weekend. I can’t wait for the little breather, and I can’t wait to meet Derek after school later becauseeee we are going for supper at Upp Thomson (and the best part is that… we are finally not taking the train there hehe)

Hi, guys! I hope you enjoy this little fic! This fic will have another version. The reason for that being is it went a completely different way than I had planned about halfway through writing the fic, so I decided to just have two versions of the same fic, the same in the beginning but things change in the middle. The fic below is the original idea, its a bit lighter where as the other one went serious. I hope to post the second version by Saturday. 4,700+

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A/n: Everyone is 17 and they are about to start their second year of college.

A little smutty, in the realm of smutty…smut adjacent, if you will.

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valla-91  asked:

Is it possible that you guys could update the scared of Derek tag? Or if you could just recommend any fics where Derek is threatening and/or likes manhandling Stiles that would be great. Thank you! You guys are great.

here you are

Red… by BreakingBenFanatic (1/? | 6,849 | NC17)

“Run, Run, you can’t run forever, Little Red!”

….

During dark, mysterious fog, Stiles Stilinski is separated from his father when they are blindly attacked by unknown attackers.

After being saved from a near death of drowning, Stiles soon finds refuge in an old, burned down house, that wasn’t really abandoned in the first place and it nearly gets him mauled (or so he thought) for trespassing by the owner- A gorgeous black haired, hazel eyed man that goes by the familiar name “Derek Hale.”… Who is also the Alpha of a group of werewolves… And something Stiles fears ever since he was Ten….

But he reluctantly suggests:

That these wolves can help get him back to his father who could either be alive or dead. Hurt or safe…

In this story, Little Red runs with the wolves and avoids the things that are truly big and bad.

“Who, Derek? Nah he’s more like a big Teddy Bear once you get to know him.”

~ I down right suck to shit at summaries, but the story is hopefully better" smfh

Stranded by princessstalehale (3/3 | 38,108 | R)

Stiles Stilinski just wanted to have one last crazy weekend with his best friend before he enters graduate school. He didn’t account for getting thrown over a boat when he tries to break up a fight, and he really didn’t think he would end up stranded on an island in the middle of nowhere. How will Stiles survive long enough to be rescued? And what happens when Stiles soon realizes that he isn’t alone on the island? 

I WANT A ZIAM FIC WHERE ZAYN IS SO TURNED ON BY LIAM'S INTELLECTUALNESS IDC IF THAT IS NOT EVEN A WORD 😂

I was listening to Kim Cesarion Brains out + Undressed
And decided that this is what I need


Like I can see it maybe a curly Liam 

first year in college he went out to party with his friends -actually he’s not one for clubbing but with a push from his friends he gave up fighting- the last weekend before school starts and met an older boy -Zayn- 

at the club who could look like a disney prince for a second and be a sexy mysterious model the other. Zayn kept checking him out from the dark corner he’s been leaning on drinking his beer while Liam danced with his friends. Liam noticed him and went crimson trying not to meet his eyes. Tbh Liam wasn’t Zayn’s type at all which made Louis raise an eyebrow in a ‘well that’s new’.
He walked to the dance floor and wrapped his arms around Liam’s waist which made him gasp then turned his head to look back at a smirking Zayn who started swaying their hips together hand around Liam’s waist bringing him flush against him and a hand on his thigh.

“Hi my name is, what ever you call me
So let’s get undressed
Cause you look a little lonely
I’ll make you scream yeah, I’ll make you laugh
Cover your body with my autograph
So let’s get undressed
Cause I wanna see you naked”

Liam ends up going home with Zayn “I n-never done this before” which makes Zayn furrow his eyebrows at first and Liam whispers “we don’t have to.. Um, I’m sorry I wasted your time” and goes to stand up from the bed. But Zayn pulls him by his hand and Liam ends up half on his lap and he turns them around so Liam is sitting and he hovers over him

“We can but I need you to be honest with me I don’t wanna hurt you”

And they have sex.. They both ended up dosing off after that.. Liam woke up first and this was his first time and he didn’t want to go through the embarrassing morning after that his friends always talked about. He contemplated with himself to leave a note? Which he ended up writing a ‘thank you for last night’ & a PS: I’m sorry I ripped this from one of your notebooks’ So Polite! Zayn thought.
He thought he was going to be relieved that he wasn’t there in the morning but he’s not.

And what he doesn’t know is that his friend Nicola is Liam’s sister. She talked about her brother coming here and helping him with his stuff.

And he knows that it’s him First day of college she introduces him to Zayn. They both have a shocked look on their faces. Liam shakes his head at Zayn eyes blown wide. Zayn’s shock turns into a smirk. “Nice to meet you Leeyum”
And when Liam excuses himself after. “Your brother’s cute” Nicola turns to Zayn “don’t even think about it, he’s my younger brother and he’s not like the other boys he’s a good boy. Off limits Malik”
Zayn raises both hands in a surrendering gesture smiling at her then looking at where Liam’s heading.

He bumps into him a lot around campus with Nicola and they spend free time together. Zayn is so hung to every thing he says the way Liam talks with passion about what he took in class how he keeps licking his lips how he talks so fast how his eyes shine. How he blushes every time he meets Zayn’s eyes.

“Hot damn, your mind’s so beautiful
I’m struck dumb, don’t know where my shit’s at
Hot damn, You’re intellectual
I’m struck dumb, how we gonna fix that
Now that you got in my head
Why don’t you get in my bed?
Hot damn you’re mind’s so beautiful, I’m struck dumb, I wanna love your brains out”

Zayn ends up pulling him after Nicola goes to her lecture to an empty bathroom snogging the life out of him and Liam is kissing as hard. They end up going to Liam’s dorm room they sleep with each other again and that happens a lot the sneaking around his sister they start spending nights together in Liam’s dorm once they were this close to be caught by Nicola but thanks to Niall Liam’s roommate they got a warning before she knocked on Liam’s door.

and them spending time together had more to it more than just sex they spent time talking watching movies or just chillin. Zayn watching him do his assignments or Liam watching Zayn drawing 

And all of this ends up being more than sleeping around.

Or! We can have scientist Liam and CEO Zayn who’s denying that he have the hots for that nerd but that’s another story for another post 

5

These are some of my most recent and favorite pictures, I was free in a way I hadn’t been since before school last weekend.

Even now I sit here to post this and I just want to delete a few because I look lumpy, or I look just undesirable. And why I aren’t I big like the other girls are big. Why am I big there and not there.

That’s bullshit.

I’m pretty and it took someone comparing me to a cartoon character that’s noticeably shorter and thicker to realize. Amethyst had a moment were she had self esteem issues and one thing I should realize is that, we all do. And I do. And as long as I have people to tell me that’s I’m beautiful the way I am, then I’m fine because I know I’m beautiful but sometimes I get scared.